#Lacie Reyes
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"When hinges creak in doorless chambers, and strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls. Whenever candlelights flicker where the air is deathly still — that is the time when ghosts are present, practicing their terror with ghoulish delight!"
"Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Ramshackle dorm~"
Decided to do some chibi sprites in my version of the ramshackle dorm uniform
May or may not be starting a chibi sprite raffle tomorrow
#twst oc#twisted wonderland oc#oc#twstoc#twst ocs#twst#ramshackle#ramshackle oc#twst yuu#twst mc#Lacie Reyes#Lyre Reyes#Yua Misaki#Yuuto Sakuraba#Ezra Crowley#Des Carriedo#twst chibi sprite#twisted oc#twsted oc
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kento + biting/overstimulation hihi
anonymous - asked a question!
@nanamis-wifey-reye ok but mean!kento?
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❥ mean!ceo!kento, wifey!reader, lingerie, window sex, vibrator, just the tip
Kneeling behind you, biting into your soft round ass. While you jerk your hips forward pushing your clit against the pulsing vibrator you holding to your clit. Per Kento’s direction, after you had shown up late at night with in your jacket pocket. With the intention of distraction.
Your chest and cheek press up against the tinted office glass. While you whine your slick drips down your thighs and your pussy clenches around nothing. Just begging for a bit of attention from Kento.
Kento lets go of the mouthful of your ass, slapping your cheek. And saying, “What’s wrong mama, I thought you wanted my attention. Isn’t that why you came to my office barely dressed?” Sliding his hand up the curve of your ass, and over the strappy band of your panties.
Shifting your hips from side to side. While rubbing the vibrator in circles on your clothed clit. And you pull away from the glass to say,
“I don’t care who sees how much of a whore I am for you. I just need some of your cock inside me otherwise I’m going crazy.” Kento slides his hand up along your sides, and to your breasts, trapped by your lacy bra.
Clicking his tongue, while undoing the front clasp of the bra. While he says, “You rush me to finish my paperwork, and when I finally decide to do the rest tomorrow morning and give you the attention you so desperately crave.” He pulls your strapless bra off your chest. While he slides his hands down your back, to your bent-over ass.
Kento quickly gives your ass a heavy slap. The heavy impact of his wide palm became a satisfying sting. He says,
“Mm not even letting me take my time to admire how beautiful you look in the set I bought you.” You hear his pants unzip shortly after he takes his hands off your body.
The thought of his heavy, thick cock filling you up and pressing against the back of your pussy filling your mind. And pushing you over the edge, your pussy spasming around nothing.
Pulling the vibrating tip of the wand away from your clit. Only for Kento to push your cheek up against the glass while he tells you, “Put the toy back on your desperate puffy clit after I rip your panties off you’re not getting my cock.” You hear the tearing of your panties. And as you press the tip of the wand to your clit Kento wraps his large hand around your throat.
Pulling you away from the glass, and up against his body. The tall heels you wore to compete with the set make you tall enough that your hips line up with his. Which lets him slip his hard cock between your lips, your soft pussy lips rubbing him. While he grinds his cock along your slit.
The thick head of him peaking out past your pussy with every thrust. While the intensity of the pulsing of your toy against your clit makes your toes curl. And the cry that would pass your lips, stays trapped in your chest. While he squeezes your throat, cutting off the air.
He purrs, “All you’re getting is the tip until you cum again all over the glass. Then anyone who looks is going to see your pretty little pussy take my fat cock like a good little slut.” Pushing the tip of his throbbing cock past your wet puffy lips. The soft burning mixing with the pleasure of his thickness stretching you out. His tip getting caught inside of you, tugging in your pussy when he pulls away, making you clench around him.
He grabs the toy in your head, making small circles on your clit with it. While he says, “Hold one of your legs up, I want someone to see how well your dripping pussy takes my cock.”
#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen imagines#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#nanami smut#nanami x reader#nanami Kento#Kento nanami#jjk nanami#nanami Kento smut#nanami Kento x reader#jjk#jjk x reader
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~Pretty in Pink~
Characters:Jaime Reyes x Fem!reader
Genre: Fluffy
Summary: (Requested) Thanks for the request, and I am so, so sorry this is late! 🎀
Request: Can you write a Jaime Reyes fic where he has a bimbo gf. Like she's just so bubbly, pink, soft, ykyk but she has like no filter and is a little on the slow side. I just wonder what their relationship would be like. She'd totally leave her hyperfeminine stuff at his place and his sister would just tease the living hell outta him! That would literally be so cute! Thnx pookie!
Warnings: Slight suggestive things but nothin too crazy
Jaime’s Bimbo GF
You two met while he was on campus. He saw you at some event, welcoming the freshman or something like that. He couldn’t remember, but he remembered you. Decked out in everything pink, you were beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. He wanted to talk to you. To introduce himself to you. To get to know you.
He was positive there was a beautiful soul underneath that beautiful face.
And he was right.
You were kind, funny, smart. And so much more. Though, you had a nasty habit of saying things that first came to your mind.
You’d have Jaime laughing with the observations (at times verging on insults) you’d give to people.
“Why his butt out like that? Dude can afford Jordan’s but not a belt?”
And…
“I don’t get people that go bare face but have a 10 inch lashes on? If your gonna do all of that, then at least but some blush on. Some lipgloss at least, jeez.”
At times, you don’t understand that you are being rude or mean. To you, you were just pointing out the obvious.
Speaking of makeup though…
You wore it. Lots of it. Of course you’d be wearing pink but you would switch it up. Though the color would always be bright and colorful. You weren’t a pastel type of gal.
You would force Jaime to be your personal bag carrier when you go on shopping sprees to the mall. His limit was 5 bags per hand, even when you begged. He cheered you up with some boba and ice cream though.
Eventually, most of your stuff was in his room. Your scattered clothes in his dorm room and your make up items all over his dresser and bathroom counter.
And obviously this habit of yours carried over to when you and Jaime went home for spring break. It was a pleasant surprise that the both of you lived in the same state, nevermind the same city.
Which leads to…
“Jaime Reyes, get here right now!” Jaime heard his mother, Bianca yell at him.
Jaime ran over to his mother fast, the urgency in her voice had him thinking the worst; maybe there was a spider or a robber
Or…
A pair of lacy pink panties she held in the air. At the sight of the panties, Jaime froze in his place.
His speechlessness didn’t faze his mother at all as she gazed sternly at him, “Explain. Now.”
After an hour of interrogation, Bianca demands to meet you. Your charming personality and softness was welcomed, especially since she was fearing the worst when she saw the lacy underwear.
His family loves you, and you were a permanent figure in their household l. Spending holidays with them and hanging out in general.
But back to you and Jaime tho…
He’ll let you put make up on him. Just ONCE. And there could be no photos or anything. These were the terms you two agreed upon after you begged and nagged him for months about it.
Somehow though, Milagro managed to somehow take a picture (Jaime thinks it’s her evil sister powers) and now she will never let him forget it.
Even when he thinks that she had forgotten all about it, she’ll stare at him and say, “You looked so cute with that blush. What was its name again?”
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Idk if you have done this yet, but what dog breeds would the 141 be
I can do that! I saw your second ask and I’ll be including the König and a Horangi ☺️
Also, I tried to do dog breeds that aren't used often! Both as a personal challenge and also to find dogs I think that fit better.
Ghost: Akbash. Huge lifestock guardian. They're nice to family, but extremely protective, often clashing with strangers. Safe around kids, but not other dogs.
Soap: Scottish Deerhound. They're one of the few Scottish breeds meant to take down deer. Strong, athletic and the hair... y'all get it
Gaz: Belgian Malinois. They're common working dogs and well muscled. Most intelligent dog and Gaz is one of the smartest.
Price: German pointer. He's a working man, so he's a working dog. Pretty self explanatory
Alex: Australian Kelpie. Versatile, intelligent, one of the smartest dog breeds as well.
Farah: Afghan Hound. Before her country was taken over, she came from a well off family. She's incredibly strong and pretty and I feel it suits her.
Laswell: Blue Lacy. They're multipurpose and excellent at any job they're given. Also, they're such pretty dogs!
Graves: Bluetick Coonhound. They're literally hunting dogs who like sniffing people out, work best in packs and they're known for having pretty coats.
Alejandro: Hardest to pick. Still not happy with it. Anatolian shepherd dog. They tend to make packs and are wonderful pack leaders.
Rodolfo: Calupoh. Basically Mexican Wolfdogs. Fiercely loyal, stable and known to have a lot of tolerance. They also are distrustful of strangers.
König: Bernese Mountain dog. They're big, meant for hard work and rather sweet. I've heard before they're susceptible to anxiety but I can't find anything that backs that up.
Horangi: Basenji, this one was suggested by my friend! They're known as wild dogs and they kill their prey by jumping straight up to get it which is unusual for dogs. They also don't bark, instead they more scream.
Chuy: Borzoi. I'm not going to explain.
Reyes: Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever. They're Canadian, energetic and intelligent.
#Johnny “Soap” Mactavish#Simon “Ghost” Riley#Rodolfo Parra#Alejandro Vargas#John Price#Kyle “Gaz” Garrick#Phillip Graves#Valeria Garza#Farah Karim#Malika COD#Alex Keller#Kate Laswell#Call Of Duty Modern Warfare II#Call of Duty#Gary Roach Sanderson
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P21 Student of the Month
2019:
Oct - Maddie Ortega
Nov - Izzy Rivera
Dec - Haley Stoico
2020:
Jan - Perris Amento
Feb - Madi Beerer
Mar - Lauren Wallingford
*COVID BREAK*
Oct - Isabella Kouznetsova
Nov - Izzy Warfield
Dec - Avery Reyes
2021:
Jan - Malia Gardner & Leighton Werner
Feb - Jenna Koblin
Mar - Laci Stoico
Apr - Rylee Young
May - Stella Eberts
June - Milan Furtado
Oct - Ellie Anbardan
Nov - Maya Loureiro
Dec - Nyla McCarthy
2022:
Jan - Cali Cassidy
Feb - Demi Ulloa
Mar - Kendyl Fay
Apr - Anya Inger
May - Avery Reyes (x2)
June - Selena Hamilton
Oct - Chloe Mirabal
Nov - Sara von Rotz
Dec - JoJo Jessen
2023:
Jan - Airi Dela Cruz
Feb - Kendyl Fay (x2)
Mar - Cali Cassidy (x2)
Apr - Loila Rhee
May - Dillon Barron
June - Berkeley Scifres
Oct - Gracyn French
Nov - Lexi Blanchard
Dec - Stella Eberts (x2)
2024:
Jan - Cece Chung
Feb - Sara von Rotz (x2)
Mar - Kameron Couch
Apr - Regan Gerena
STILL LEFT TO RECEIVE:
Brooklyn Ladia
Aliya Yen
Leilani Lawlor
Sammi Chung
Kira Lieberman
Brooklyn Liberman
Brielle Lieberman
Brooklyn Safford
Savanna Musman
Madelyn Nasu
Delaney Anbardan
Lilly Barajas
Makeila Bartlett
Ally Choi
Olivia Armstrong
Mady Kim
Richie Granese
Sienna Carlston
Mackenzie Couch
Katie Couch
Bristyn Scifres
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😈 purple 😈
ship: Tarlos | fandom: 911 Lone Star | author: chaotictarlos | read on ao3
Rating: Explicit | Warnings / Tags: Canon Compliant, Bottom TK Strand, Lace Panties, m x m smut, TK Strand in panties, m x m smut, ass eating, anal fingering, anal sex
Summary: He stops when his eyes catch sight of the purple pair. They are not too unlike other ones that Carlos has gotten him, but there was just something about them that caught TK’s eye. They’re a dark purple with soft-looking lace - but TK knows that the lace will be slightly rough against his skin, just the way he likes it - and in a sensible cut. They’ll cover his cock nicely and most of his ass, letting the bottoms of his cheeks hang out in the way that TK knows drives Carlos crazy. They’re paired with a sort of fishnet body suit, TK thinks that’s what it is. He’s not too familiar with terms other than panties and the few garters that Carlos has gotten him.
Part 2: TK gets over some of his anxiety and buys something special for Carlos' birthday.
Author's Note: this series has been so fun to write. this installment was one i felt was never ending because i kept getting ideas for it. i hope you all enjoy it! thank you @paperstorm for beta'ing this for me and making sure it sounded great.
Read: Turquoise | Pink | Yellow
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It’s a typical Thursday afternoon when TK first sees the pair. He’s shopping alone at the local mall, getting a few things for himself, and picking up a birthday present for Carlos when he passes the lingerie store that he knows Carlos likes to go to get him panties. As he passes, he slows his walk, looking into the storefront at the various pairs that adore the mannequins. He has yet even to step foot in the store, an obstacle that he hasn’t been able to get over quite yet.
He stops when his eyes catch sight of the purple pair. They are not too unlike other ones that Carlos has gotten him, but there was just something about them that caught TK’s eye. They’re a dark purple with soft-looking lace - but TK knows that the lace will be slightly rough against his skin, just the way he likes it - and in a sensible cut. They’ll cover his cock nicely and most of his ass, letting the bottoms of his cheeks hang out in the way that TK knows drives Carlos crazy. They’re paired with a sort of fishnet body suit, TK thinks that’s what it is. He’s not too familiar with terms other than panties and the few garters that Carlos has gotten him.
The fishnets are in an intricate, lacy pattern, stopping at the upper thigh and connected by a very thin, barely there string to the top of the piece that’s true fishnet style. He knows that he could wear the panties without them, but if he were to go in and buy them he’d buy both things because he’s curious to see how the entire ensemble would look on him.
TK lingers for just a moment, looking at them and wanting them, but then someone’s loud laugh pulls him out of the moment and he scurries away from the store. He’s not ready to go in on his own yet or to even think about buying his own pair of panties. Carlos keeps him well stocked so that he doesn’t have to go and buy them himself and face the potential embarrassment of someone seeing him and making fun of him.
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#chaotic fics#tarlos#tarloos fic#tk strand#carlos reyes#tk strand x carlos reyes#true colors series#911 lone star#911 ls#911 lone star fan fiction#tk strand fan fiction#carlos reyes fan fiction#tarlos fan fiction
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List of previous Studios of Project 21 Dancers
For the dancers with multiple studios, I have clarified that in brackets.
*have graduated
Above the Barre Dance Company -> P21
Bella Puskar (-> The Space)
Academy of Ballet Arts -> P21
Jadyn Dumond (->?)
Allegro Performing Arts Academy
Grace Wilson (->?)
Artistic Motion -> P21
Esme Chou (The Company -> Club -> Artistic Motion -> P21 -> WDP)
Avanti Dance -> P21
Hadley Schulz (-> Mather)
Avis Dance -> P21
Kalea Hidalgo (-> Yorba Linda -> The Space)
Capistrano Dance Academy -> P21
Richie Granese
Center Stage Dance Academy -> P21
Kelly Sweeney (-> Stopped Competing)*
Chavarria Institute of the Arts -> P21
Isabella Kouznetsova (-> WDP)
Diana Kouznetsova (-> WDP)
Club Dance Studio -> P21
Elsie Check (-> Club Dance)
Brooklyn Cooley (-> Club Dance)
Daylyn Lucky (-> Club Dance)
Kelsey Millar (-> Club Dance -> Studio of Arizona)*
Addison Moffett*
Cami Ritzler (-> Club Dance)
Dance Connection 2 -> P21
Davyd Williams*
DanceLova Dance Academy -> P21
Makeila Bartlett
Madison Ng (-> N10)
Dance Precision -> P21
Dyllan Blackburn (-> Mather)
Jordyn Blackburn*
Kaelyn Choe (-> Dance Precision)
Abbey Choi*
Gwen Choi*
Nina Choi*
Isabella Dimopolous (-> Innovative Dance Studios)
Malia Gardner (->?)
Selena Hamilton (The Dance Spot -> Dance Precision -> P21)
Brooklyn Jara (-> Dance Precision)
Brooklyn Ladia
Melia Mariano*
Sara Najm (->Chavarria Institute of the Arts)
Alexis Ramirez (->?)*
Zoe Rossi (-> Dance Connection 2?)
Ava Sinchinalchi (->OCPAA)*
Brooklyn Stafford
Kimberly Tobias (->?)*
Reggie Valdez (-> Launch Brea Space)
Lauren Wallingford*
Dellos Dance -> P21
Brooklyn Jones (Dellos -> P21 -> Dellos)
Chloe Jones (Dellos -> P21 -> Dellos)
Isabella Rivera (-> K2)
Fusion Studios -> P21
Aura Dela Cruz
Haus of Royals -> P21
Kaitlyn Ortega (->Mather)
Maddie Ortega (->Mather)
Impact Dance Center
Shane Higa (Stopped Competing)
Juliana's School of Dance -> P21
Katie Couch (-> WDP -> P21)
Kami Couch (-> WDP -> P21)
Kenzie Couch (-> WDP -> P21)
Just Plain Dancin' -> P21
Danie Riveroy (-> OCPAA)
K2 Studios -> P21
Zeke Lindsey (OCPAA -> K2 -> P21)
Leilani Lawlor
KBM Talent -> P21
Ava Woinarowicz (-> DKCBA -> P21 -> Stopped Competing)
Mather Dance Company -> P21
Taytem Bisono (Adage -> Mather -> P21 ->?)
Bella Machado (P21 -> OCPAA)
Jillian Mahan (OCPAA -> Mather -> P21 ->?)
Haley Messick*
Madelyn Nasu (OCPAA -> Mather -> P21)
McCoy Rigby Conservatory of the Arts-> P21
Regan Gerena
Move Dance Academy -> P21
Gracyn French (On Pointe Dance Studio -> Move -> P21)
Murrieta Dance Project -> P21
Jaidyn Dumond (->?)
N10 -> P21
Kira Lieberman (Pacific -> N10 -> P21)
Notion Dance -> P21
Sienna Carlston*
OCPAA -> P21
Raven Alanes (->Studio Fusion)
Olivia Armstrong
Aleena Aoun (-> WDP)*
Mackenzie Auger (-> WDP)*
Madi Beerer (Talent Factory -> OCPAA -> P21)
Lexie Cavanaugh (-> Chavarria Institute)*
CeCe Chung
Sammi Chung
Jamieson Deacy (Stopped Competing)
Kendyl Fay (-> High School Dance)
Nyla McCarthy (-> Mather)
Audrina Mossembecker (->?)
Avery Olsen (-> OCPAA)
Chloe Solinger (-> CHs Dance Company)
Haley Stoico (Stopped Competing)
Laci Stoico (-> The Space)
Sara Von Rotz
Charlotte Watters (-> RockStar)
Leighton Werner
Rylee Young (Stopped Competing)
Onstage Dance Centre -> P21
Liliana Barajas (Elite Artist Dance Company -> Ostage Dance Centre -> P21)
Pave School of the Arts -> P21
Delaney Anbarden
Elliana Anbarden
Mady Kim
Elle O'Donnell*
Avery Reyes
Pacific Dance -> P21
Kai Armitage (->?)
Jenna Koblin (Stopped Competing)
Brielle Lieberman
Brooklyn Lieberman
Katie Nguyen (->?)
Kelly Nguyen*
Loila Rhee
Dawson Walker*
Perception Dance Company -> P21
Berkeley Scifres
Brystin Scifres
Performing Arts Academy of Marin -> P21
Zuzu Duchon*
Premier Youth Dance Company
Allison Choi
Richter Dance Company -> P21
Dillon Barron
Peyton Barron (Richter -> Variant -> P21 -> The Space)
Rhythm Dance Center -> P21
Lexi Blanchard
South Coast Conservatory -> P21
Cali Cassidy (P21 -> OCSA Ballroom)
Studio 1 Dance Academy -> P21
Emma Rose Crawford (-> IAF Studios -> Southland Ballet Academy -> Amirian Ballet Academy)
Studio Fusion -> P21
Tiana Heaton (->?)
Studio X -> P21
Chloe Mirabal
Savanna Musman
Demi Ulloa
Aliya Yen
The Company -> P21
Stella Ebert
Winter Ebert (-> Company -> Mather)
Imogene Elias (-> Company)
The Dance Spot -> P21
Isabella Warfield (-> Mather)
The Difference Dance Company
JoJo Jessen (Premier Dance -> Difference -> P21)*
The Industry Dance Academy -> P21
Anya Inger (The Rage -> Art Code -> Industry Dance -> P21 -> Stopped Competing)
The Rage -> P21
Delilah Hewitt (->The Space)
The Royal Underground -> P21
Milan Furtado (Stopped Competing)
The Talent Factory -> P21
Brooke Masters (->?)
Perris Amento*
Vision Dance Company
Kaitlyn Yi (-> WDP)*
WSCA -> P21
Tatum Brady (-> Studio Fusion -> WDP)
Maya Loureiro (->OCSA focused)
Tyra Polke (->The Rock Center For Dance)
Honestly no clue:
Bella Garcia*
Brooklyn Vara (->Define Dance Space)
Faith Montoya
Haley Reeder
Isha Das*
Jacqueline David*
Janae Holster (-> Movement Studios)
Kalea Hidalgo (-> Yorba Linda -> The Space)
Katelin McDermott*
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Atlantis Attacks
Ant Ant
Arkham Asylum
Agent A (Alfred)
Amity Arkham
Amadeus Arkham
All-American comics
Baxter Building
Bombastic-Bag man
robert Bruce Banner
james Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes
Black Blot/Blackagar Boltagon
elizabeth “Betsy” Braddock
Brian Braddock
william “Billy” Braddock
Billy Batson
Beast Boy
Blue Beetle
Boston Brand
BlueBird
Bouncing Boy
Carl “Crusher” Creel
Captain Carter
nathan Christopher Charles summers/Cable
Curtis "Curt" Connors
Caped Crusader
oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot
Captain Cold
Captain Carrot
Catherine Cobert
Cressida Clarke
Crocky the Crodile
Doctor Darrk
Doctor Destiny
Dorthy Duncan
Ding-Dong Daddy
yankee Doodle Dandy
Dinah Drake
Darla Dudley
Damien Darhk
(new) Fantastic Four
Four Freedoms plaza
Fin Fang Foom
Freedom Fighters
Freddy Freeman
Felix Faust
Guardian of the Galaxy
Green Goblin
Guy Gardener
Gorilla Grodd
Gotham Gazette
Gotham Globe
Gotham General
Green Guardsman
Golden Glider
Glorious Gordon Godfrey
Happy Hogan
Hank Hensley
Hank Hall (Hawk)
Henry “Hank” Henshaw
Hank Hall
Hippolyta "lyta" Hall
Hank Haywood
Jessica Jones
John Jonah Jameson
Katherine “Kate” Kane
Kristen Kringle
Kip Kettering
Lacie Lorraine
Loki Laufeyson
Lunella Lafayette
Lonnie Lincoln
Lois Lane
Lex Luther
Lighting Lad
Linda Lee
Luma Lynai
Lana Lang
Laura Lang
Louise Lincoln
dinah Laurel Lance
Linda Lang
Lena Luther
MasterMind
May Melinda
Miles Morales (og 42)
Meows Morales
Michael Morbius
Multiverse of Madness
MilkMan Man
Mateo Maximoff
Marya Maximoff
Mole Man
Mister Mxyptlk “Mxy”
M’gann M’orzz/Megan Morse/Miss Martian
Mia “Maps” Mizoguchi
Mary Marvel
Miguel Montez
Music Master
Mr. Miracle
Mirror Master
Mad Mod
Malcolm Merlyn
Maria Mercedes Mooney
Matches Malone
Monsieur Mallah
Nia Nal
Olivia Octavius (doctor Octopus/doc Ock)
Pepper Potts
Peter Parker(s)
Pabitr Prabhakav
Peni Parker
Peter Porker
Pedro Peña
Penny Plunderer
Quasar’s Quantum bands
Quentin Quale
Reed Richards
Rocket Raccoon
Richard Rider
Roberto “Robbie” Reyes (og 69)
Rachel Roth (Raven)
Ronald Raymond
SlapStick
Sun Spider
Scarlet Spider
Serpent Society
Super Skrull
Silver Sable/Silvija Sablinova
Sinister Syndicate
Sinister Six
Steven Strange (dr Strange)
Sybil Silverlock
Susan “Sue” Storm
Spider-Society
Samuel Sterns
Sebastian Shaw
Suicide Squad
Star Sapphire
Silver St. Cloud
Secret Six
Pter Ptarker (TT)
Taneleer Tivan
Tyros The Terrible (Terrax)
Teen Titans
Titans Tomorrow
Tom Turbine
Traci Thirteen
Unus the Untouchable
Vicki Vale
Valerie Vale
Web Warriors
Wade Winston Wilson
Wallace “Wally” West
Wallace “ace” West II
Wonder Woman
Warlock the Wizard
Wizards & Warlocks
Zatanna Zatara
Zachary Zatara
Zilius Zox
Duela Dent Napier Nigma
Cooper Coen/Web Weaver
Matthew Michael “Matt” Murdock/DareDevil
Kamala Khan/Ms. Marvel
Otto Octavius (doctor Octopus/doc Ock)/Superior Spider-man
Victor Von doom/Doctor Doom
Warren Worthington III/ArchAngel
Cassandra “Cass” Cain/Black Bat
J’onn J’onnz/John Jones/Hank Henshaw/Martian Manhunter
Kei Kawade/Kaiju Kid(/Kid Kaiju)
Mitchell Mayo/Condiment King
Max Mercury/Windrunner Whip WhirlWind
Red Robin/Joker Junior
Cletus Cortland Kassidy (Carnage)
Clark Kent
Conner “Kon” Kent
Chemical King
Carrie Kelley
Killer Croc
Karen Crane
Seaboard City
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Maze runner ○| minho , thomas , newt(only male reader) , brenda , teresa , sonya , aris , harriet , frypan , gally , alby
Dc ○| jaime reyes , tim drake , dick grayson , harley quinn (these are who I know the most lore to, but I am open to different character if requested)
Alice in borderland ○| arisu , usagi , kuina , chishiya , ann (any other characters I open to for request unless stated otherwise. I will not write for niragi no matter what.)
Paper towns ○| ben , quentet , radar(marcus) , margo , lacy , angela
Random characters i also write for in different fandoms ○| peter parker , theodore finch , hazel callaghan . Anymore will be added (:
—♡ I will also write for any original characters I come up with, which will have its own master list, but the links to the character information will be here <3
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Favorite dances from each season of p21?
This is so hard bc I love everything P21. I'll do a top 5 of all groups and solos each season
S1:
Groups:
Monster
Fergalicious
7 wonders
Dangerous Woman
Another one bites the dust
Solos
Madi B. - Weird People
Dyllan Blackburn - Hit The Road Jack
Nina - Crazy in Love
Perris Amento - Falling Rain
Selena Hamilton - Fix It
S2:
Groups:
Dance like yo daddy
Bohemian Rhapsody
Dangerous
The singer
A kind of cruelty
Can you do this? (I had to include this one as well)
Solos
Kalea Hidalgo - Back At My Cliff
Dyllan Blackburn - Rummage
Madi Beerer - See You Again
Dyllan Blackburn - I Gotcha
Kami Couch - Sanctuary / Katie Couch Sugar pie honey bunch
S3:
Groups:
Mambo No. 5
Relentless Self Expression
He's A Dream
Whole Lotta Woman
Car Crashes Set To Classical Music
Solos
Dyllan Blackburn - Top of the World
Mackenzie Couch - Dark Paradise
Selena Hamilton - Hand Covers Bruise
Madison Beerer - Oops
Brooklyn Vara - Short Days Long Nights
S4:
Groups:
Bangkok
Famous
Spite song
Human after all
My wild love
Solos
Dyllan Blackburn - 1977
Laci Stoico - Blackbird
Selena Hamilton - Tongues
Gracyn French - Garden Girl / Gracyn French - This Business of Love
Dyllan Blackburn - Body Language / Dyllan Blackburn - All My Mistakes / Dyllan Blackburn - Joga (all her solos were so major this season)
Isabella Rivera - Ain't Your Mama / Brooklyn Vara - Cold Hearted
S5:
Groups:
Black and gold
Change Yr Mind
Vanishing Act
Grease is the Word
Hey Boy
Solos
Gracyn French - Ain't That A Kick
Laci Stoico - Wild
Selena Hamilton - Remorse Is A Memory
Gracyn French - Kokomo
Laci Stoico - California Girls / Madison Ortega - Little Bird
S6:
Groups:
Post That
Bring On The Men
Stuff Like That There
Proud Mary
Dive in the pool
Solos
Dyllan Blackburn - Haunted
Gracyn - Covergirl
Laci - Mibiso
Laci Stoico - Mein Herr
Maddie Ortega - Summertime
S7:
Groups:
Cell Block Tango
Love letter to Ari
Fashionista
It's raining men
Malevolence / Something bad is about to happen
Solos
I Gotcha - Isabella Kouznetsova / Wind It Up - Diana Koutznetsova
Rylee Young-Delicate Drip / The End As We Know It - Avery Reyes / Wake Up- Isabella Kouznetsova
A Palé - Dyllan Blackburn
These Boots - Delilah Hewitt
Supermodel - Selena Hamilton
Cinema Italiano - Regan Gerena / Big Spender - Perris Amento
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"Ah, my dear esteemed benefactor... My proud, beautiful flower of evil. You are truly the fairiest one of all. O magic mirror, thy wisdom I entreat... Reveal unto me the visage I seek.. You, whose image the Dark Mirror did beckon forth... If your heart bids it, take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror."
Meet Lark and Lanner Crowley, "children" of Crowley who help Yuu
Full Name: "Lark Crowley"
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Sexuality: Pansexual
Birthday: September 13th
Star Sign: Virgo
Height: 5'10 (roughly 178 cm)
Eye Color: Periwinkle and purple
Hair Color: Ombre black to silver
Homeland: Our World
Affiliation: Crowley's assistant
Favorite Food: Pupusas Revueltas
Likes: Disney, helping fix Yua's rewrites in the story, rewriting the story to make it slightly easier for Yuu, her family and her memories of her life
Dislikes: Remembering her death, being reminded that she can't return home, being unable to fully help send Yuu home and overblot migraines
Hobby: Combing through ripped pages to bring characters back to life
Personality: An obedient girl who is quick to tease and giggle. Much more serious than her old form. While her origin is unknown to Yuu, she often unintentionally drops hints and knowledge about the world Yuu was from. But she's a fictional character... Right??
Unique Magic: Composer's Farewell: the ability to make keys that open or close the coffins of both Yuus and characters that allow them sentience/a way home
Trivia:
• The form the former Yuu, Lacie Reyes, now takes as she took Yua Misaki's role
• While her name is still "Lacie" she has rewritten the story so that Yuu will only hear her called "Lark"
• Older twin of Lyre Reyes/ "Lark Crowley"
• Chose the name "Lark" after the songbird as she can often be found humming/lightly singing to herself down school halls while everyone else is asleep
• May slip spanish words into her vocabulary (or when she cant remember the word)
• Will mention media and locations of our world to Yuu but will continue as if she didn't and brush off Yuu's assumptions
• As she is dead in her own world she had no problem staying in the world of TWST and has written herself into the story
• While his assistant, she's quick to threaten Crowley
• The keys she wears are the keys that correspond to the coffins in which she sealed many Yuus of her time so that they can return home while she cannot. She has given copies to "Lanner" so that they may have mementos of people forgotten by everyone else
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Full Name: "Lanner Crowley"
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Sexuality: Pansexual
Birthday: September 13th
Star Sign: Virgo
Height: 6'4 (roughly 194 cm)
Eye Color: Periwinkle and purple
Hair Color: Ombre black to silver
Homeland: Our world
Affiliation: Crowley's Assistant
Favorite Food: Chile Verde
Likes: Messing with Yuu, seeing how the story plays out, disobeying Crowley and reminiscing with "Lark"
Dislikes: Being unable to lighten Lark's burden, missing his friends, having to control what he reveals to the characters and the fact that he is growing fond of Yuu
Hobby: Wadding through blot to find the hidden pages to return them to Lark
Personality: The more talkative twin between the two of them. Like Lark he seems to know more than he lets on. He often refers to the world as a story, but maybe you're just mishearing him
Unique Magic: Composer's Blessing: the ability to heal fatal wounds, can also be used to fully cleanse blot
Trivia:
• The form the former Yuu, Lyre Reyes, has taken to assist his sister
• His name is still "Lyre" but "Lark" has made it so Yuu will only hear "Lanner"
• Younger twin of Lacie Reyes/ "Lark Crowley"
• Chose the name Lanner after the lanner falcon as like them he is often found in a pair and helps "hunt" rogue overblot monsters
• The idea to pretend to be children of Crowley came from him
• Has scribbles of the Yuus of his time to not forget them
• Unlike Lark/Lacie, there is a part of him that hopes the Yuus of their time can find a way to re-enter the world of TWST and take them home
*Neither twin will reveal their full face to Yuu until their true identity is known
#twst oc#twisted wonderland oc#oc#twstoc#twst ocs#Lark Crowley#Lanner Crowley#Lacie-Lyre Twin AU#Lacie Reyes#Lyre Reyes#dire crowley#twst yuu#yuusona#fourth wall break#twsted wonderland#twsted oc#twisted wonderland#twisted oc#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#if you look at their mirrors you'll see Ezra Yuuto and Yuas silloutes#and Leah and the Dawn Knight respectfully for both#both also have a blot eye
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☆ . ° . a prospective resident said: Mw?
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SUMMONING THE SPIRIT (2023) Sasquatch cult-worship - review, trailer and release date
‘Something has awakened’
Summoning the Spirit is a 2023 American horror drama film about a young couple that encounters a bizarre cult that worships Sasquatch.
Directed and co-produced by Jon Garcia from a screenplay co-written by Zach Carter. Produced by Joe Jatcko, Michael Repsch, Lacy Todd and Sam Treadway.
The Lake Productions movie stars Krystal Millie Valdes, Ernesto Reyes, Jesse Tayeh,…
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El castillo de Ludlow es una antigua fortaleza medieval ubicada en la zona de Ludlow (Shropshire), Inglaterra. El castillo fue construido por primera vez durante el siglo XI (probablemente en 1085), por el noble normando Walter de Lacy. Propiedad de los Lacy hasta pasar a pertenecer a los Mortimer en 1301, pasó a manos de la corona durante el reinado de Eduardo IV de Inglaterra. Durante este período alcanzó su máxima gloria, siendo el lugar donde tres reyes nacieron o se criaron (el príncipe Eduardo, hijo de Eduardo IV, Arturo Tudor, hijo de Enrique VII y María Tudor, hija de Enrique VIII).
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The Way We Get By - Part 2
Ez Reyes X Reader
Your last night working at the brothel ends with a bang.
Warning: Minors do NOT interact with this blog. 18+ only. This part contains vulgar language, mentions of prostitution, slight exhibitionism, oral sex, mutual masturbation and inappropriate acts involving household appliances.
Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
Masterlist
x x x
“Congratulations!”
You nearly dropped the basket of sheets as you descended the stairs. You were not expecting the small crowd of people, all holding beers and bright smiles. It had been a quiet night, so the last thing you had been expecting was all the girls and the M.C to be throwing a surprise bash for you after finding out you had indeed passed the Bar Exam and gotten an entry-level job at an excellent firm. It seemed that every Mayan was there except the one you were looking forward to seeing the most; you hoped that he hadn’t just been toying with your feelings when he used dinner as studying motivation- maybe he didn’t come because he didn’t want to fulfill his part of the deal.
“You guys didn’t have to do this.” You insisted, dropping the basket of sheets at the bottom of the stairs before a bottle of beer was immediately thrust into your hand by Angel.
You appreciated the gesture as it felt like your final night had been moving at a snail's pace; each time you glanced at a clock, you swore that time was moving backwards. You would miss the friends you had made on the job, but you would easily admit to anyone that you were excited to move on, all your hard work had paid off, and you were finally able to dive into the lifelong career that you had been dreaming about since middle school.
Bishop stepped forward, a proud smile on his face as he wrapped you in a tight hug. “Heard it’s your last night here with us.”
“I got an offer I just couldn’t refuse.”
As soon as the Bar Exam results were released, your phone was being flooded with calls and emails. Law practices were eager to snatch up the fresh, wide-eyed meat.. especially when they had a high exam score and came with stunning recommendations from past professors.
“It’s a shame. We’ll miss seeing you around.” Hank was next in line to greet you, the man was the definition of a gentle giant, but you also wouldn’t want to be the person to cross him when angry.
“Lookin’ good tonight.” Creeper sent you a smirk as he leaned closer, planting a light kiss on the crown of your head, “The kid should be here soon.”
Creeper had spent a lot of time at the brothel with you while he recovered from a gunshot wound to the shoulder. During that time, you may have been paying a little too much attention to the visiting prospect, and Creeper had quickly picked up on the fact. As you moved to the next Mayan in line to greet you, you couldn’t help but feel more confident in your outfit choice for the evening; you had swapped out your usual jeans and a plain old t-shirt for something that seemed a little more appropriate for a brothel, the short, silk robe concealing the lacy garment beneath.
Angel slung his arm across your shoulder, his sloppy movement nearly knocking the beer right out of your hand, “I still think we should have gotten a sexy maid outfit for you.”
“I always thought the jeans and oversized t-shirt were sexy.”
You ducked beneath the weight of Angels' arm to face the person who stood behind you. You felt your body burn as he sent you a wink- as if the words he had just spoken to his brother weren’t enough to make you drop dead. Angel sent his brother a knowing smirk before he latched on to the hand of a woman passing by, choosing to spend the rest of his time at the party with her, leaving the two of you alone in your bubble.
“I was beginning to think you weren’t going to come.” You leaned against the wall, your eyes scanning the Mayan as he moved to lean beside you: he was wearing the white long-sleeved shirt that always hugged his biceps, the way he rolled his sleeves up his veiny forearms never failed to flood your mind with inappropriate thoughts.
"And back out of the promise I made you? Not a chance.”
“I just need to throw these in the wash,” You gestured toward the abandoned basket of sheets, “Then I am a free woman.”
“Free is a meagre price tag for a woman in a brothel." Ez teased, his fingertips brushing against your own where both your hands hung between your bodies before he lifted the basket. You quietly admired the way the muscles in his arms flexed against the sleeves of his shirt as you followed him, your body longed to be crushed by them.
The basement was poorly lit, the singular light bulb had always given the cold room an eerie vibe, but having Ezekiel with you, his eyes watching the dangerously rising silk like a hawk as you bent to put the sheets in the washing machine brought a new energy to the dim room.
You could feel Ezekiel's warm breath on the back of your neck as he stepped closer, reaching around you to set down the beer he had been slowly sipping on the top of the washing machine before his fingertips gently brushed along your exposed thighs, slipping underneath the delicate robe until they came to a stop on your lace-clad hips.
“You know,” You shut the washing machine door, turning to face the biker who was standing close enough for you to smell the slightest hint of his light cologne, “If you wanted to join in on the festivities with your brother’s more often, then I would have added you to my client list, you didn’t have to spend all those nights with me just studying.”
The bold words slipping from your lips were not only a surprise to Ezekiel but also to yourself. You were sure that it was because this was your final night in Santo Padre that your resolve and caution had gotten thrown out the window.
“I thought you were off-limits.” He stepped impossibly closer, so you were standing chest to chest. You hoped that he couldn’t feel your rapid heartbeat through the clothes that separated you.
“Vicki severely shortened my client list after I broke a third customer's nose when they got too rough with me.” You confessed, only daring to look up at Ezekiel when you felt a chuckle rumble through his chest, “That doesn’t mean I stopped taking all clients.”
His thick fingers gently caressed your jaw, and your eyes fluttered shut as you thought of what those fingers would be capable of when they explore other parts of your body. His following words made you stumble until your back was firmly pressed against the machine, his hard body quickly moving to pin you, “So, you’re a slow and gentle kind of girl?”
You hesitated as you thought about your next choice of words, looking for something that would cause the tight rope of tension between you two to snap. Ezekiel was captivated by the way your breath brushed against his face as your lips inched ever so close to his own, your second of silence building the anticipation that had every muscle in his body so deliciously tense that he barely noticed your fingers had found the buckle of his belt until a shiver ran down his spine.
“I’m a girl that can appreciate a little pain with her pleasure.”
There it was- the long awaited snap that you had been longing for since the moment you set eyes on one another, and there was certainly no going back now.
Ez’s lips crash against your own, neither of you paying any mind as your teeth clashed, tongues quickly invading each other’s mouths to soothe the fleeting pain. Your fingers rapidly worked his belt buckle open, your fingers moving to his zipper before his hands enveloped yours to move your well-manicured nails to the back of his head. You pulled away to protest, but his lips moved to your throat, and any words you had tried to form only came out as jumbled moans when his teeth scraped against the sensitive skin of your collar bone. His mouth separated from your hot skin as he pulled the ties of your robe, allowing the silk to fall open to reveal the lace teddy that left very little to his imagination- it hugged every curve of your body as if it had been made for you and Ez wasn’t sure he had ever been this hard.
His hands tightly gripped your thighs as he lifted you to sit on top of the washing machine, his lips being drawn to yours once more as if they were magnetic; neither of you flinched as the bottle of beer was knocked to the floor, shattering into pieces as it hit the cold cement. You shivered as his hands gently travelled over the lace on your body, stopping for a split second to pinch your nipples that were straining against their confines, the action drawing a gasp that caused your teeth to catch Ezekiel’s bottom lip. Your chest heaved as your lungs struggled to regain breath when you pulled out of the kiss, your eyes studying the man that had you in such a vulnerable position as you wondered what he was up to that would cause him to be sending you such a devious smirk.
“Such a dirty girl, planning for me to fuck you tonight- even wrapped yourself up like a sweet, little gift for me.” His hands paused on your thighs, putting a delicious amount of pressure on you as he leaned over you ever so slightly. “But you know the best way unwrap a gift is to just tear it open.”
The tearing of lace was an unmistakable sound as his strong hands ripped the lingerie from hip to hip; you didn’t have time to react to as Ez dropped to his knees, his hands wrapping around the back of your knees to drag your body to the edge of the machine, giving you no warning before his face was buried in the apex of your thighs.
“Fuck! Ez!” Your hands gripped at the short hair on the back of his head, trying to ground yourself as you were finally granted pleasure.
You had dreamed of what this moment with Ez would be like; you had been woken up many nights by your brain generating pleasure by the mere fantasy of the man that was currently devouring you, and not once had it felt this good. He was good looking with a breathtaking smile and an irresistible charm which is why you had no doubt he was experienced with the ladies- after all, you had heard all of the rumours. As his tongue so skillfully moved against the tiny bundle of nerves that he had so easily located, you couldn’t help but scold yourself for not having put this in motion sooner.
One of Ez’s hands slipped up your still majority lace-covered body before disappearing behind you for the slightest second. A moan quickly followed the familiar click of the start button for the washing machine as the machine began to vibrate beneath you. Ez pulled his mouth away from your cunt and he stood with a smug smirk to watch your squirming body, unbothered by the amount of your juices you could see glistening on his chin. You shifted your body, pressing yourself harder against the machine as it massaged your clit ever so perfectly. Ez stepped away from your reaching hands, his eyes glued to your dripping centre as he slipped his pants and boxers down just enough to release his aching member. Your eyes widened as you took in the sight of his rock-hard penis, standing so proudly in all its girthy glory. He reached two fingers forward to collect your juices only to spread them around his cock for lubricant before his hand began to work himself and you had no doubt that that the moan you released was loud enough for the party-goers upstairs to hear.
The sight of precum leaking from his tip as he watched you grind on the edge of the vibrating machine was nearly enough to push you over the edge, your hand moving down to your slit to help yourself along as the pleasure almost became too much for your poor sex-deprived body. Ez kept his eyes glued to the two fingers as they sunk into your heat repeatedly. The short gasps escaping your lips told him that you were close to the edge. Any shyness or nerves you had in front of Ezekiel were utterly forgotten about as you rode yourself to your most powerful orgasm, your body convulsing around your fingers with your eyes shut tight, not stopping your movements until you felt the warm ropes of Ez’s cum land on your thighs and lace covered stomach.
Ez lifted your body off the still vibrating machine to end your over stimulation. He held your tired body against his own as your legs wobbled, glancing down briefly to make sure none of the broken glass was near your feet.
“Careful, don’t step on any glass.”
“Fuck, Ezekiel.” You sighed tiredly as you leaned further against him. His chest rumbled with a chuckle as he placed a soft kiss on the top of your head.
“Now, how about that dinner?”
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Mirror, Mirror
Robbie Reyes x Reader (18+)
Rating: 18+ (mirror sex, fingering, riding, dirty talk)
Word Count: 2,800
Summary: Robbie comes up with a way to satisfy your need to see him when he’s touching you as your sitting back against him in his lap. He decides to give sitting in front of the mirror a try. Reader is AFAB
A/N: Bold text indicates the Rider speaking in Robbie’s head. Thank you so much to @icy-spicy for her input into this!!! Most of these fics wouldn’t get written without you, I swear! Hope you all enjoy! Please feel free to let me know what you think ☺️
His hands were all over you. Running his nails over your bare thighs and palming your breasts through the lace that barely hid them from view. He was grabbing handfuls of your hips and keeping you pinned back against him, your bodies moving against one another in search of desperate friction.
You could feel him everywhere. His chest against your back, his legs beneath your own. You could hear him too, his breath heavy behind your ear as he touched you. And his scent? His scent was surrounding you, enveloping you. Burnt fibres mixed with his cologne, an intoxicating combination if ever there was one. You could even still taste his lips on your own from a few moments before. But you couldn’t see him.
“Robbie,” you whined, “I wanna see you.”
He took in a shaky breath and tried to quell the heat rising beneath his skin. Your words made his stomach flutter and his cheeks redden. You wanted to see him as he pleasured you because you adored how he looked, how he moved. Because watching him touch you turned you on. He looked around for a solution, a way he could please you like this but you could still see him. Then it hit him. The mirror. The mirror hung on the wall beside your bed. It was hung slightly lower than the height of the bed and reached higher than your full upright height.
You’d have the perfect view.
He lifted you and sat back down in front of the mirror, his legs hung over the side of the bed. You sat in his lap, your back against his chest. He slotted a knee between your own and used it to spread your legs wide, bearing your body open in front of the mirror.
“See how beautiful you are, cariña?” He rasped as he nuzzled your neck , letting his lips trail along your delicious skin before resting his chin on your shoulder so he could look at you, “Take a look.”
He reached around and took your chin between his thumb and forefinger, gently tilting your head so you looked at yourself. It was a pretty sight, you had to admit. Robbie had you in your bra and panties, a lacy black set. One of his favourites and one of the very few he hadn’t torn from your waist. Yet.
“You look good enough to eat, don’t you think?” He asked and you took in a sharp breath at the thought, “But not today, baby. Nah, right now I want you to show me how you touched yourself when I was out last night.”
You let your hand fall open on your thigh and he stopped you, “Use my hand. You were imagining it was my hand weren’t you?” You nodded and he chuckled. Of course, you were.
“Go ahead, baby. Fuck yourself with my fingers.”
You let your hand cover the back of his, barely able to grasp it with how large it was compared to your own, and set it atop your stomach before slowly trailing it down over your panties to cup your heat. Taking your meaning he curled his hand over your entire mound, moving back and forth slightly as you encouraged him to. You couldn’t help but jerk your hips along with the movement, desperate for the friction.
“Were you this desperate last night baby? Couldn’t wait for me to come home and fuck you?” You spared a glance to the mirror and saw him smirking like a fox with a stolen hen between its jaws. The bastard.
He rubbed you a little harder and your breath hitched as he pressed his middle finger down harder than the others, drawing a line down the centre of your pussy. You guided his hand beneath the waistband of your panties, his knuckles bulging through the tight material, and let him continue on rubbing you with his entire hand.
“You’re soaked, chica.”
It was true, you were absolutely soaked. His fingers slick already as he circled your entrance to gather it on his fingers. You nudged his hand up, through your folds and up to your clit. He danced around it with two fingers, deliberately not giving it the attention he knew you craved.
“Robbie...please,” You whined, looking at him in the mirror. You saw the flash of his teeth then as he grinned, so delighted with that tone in your voice. He brought his other hand to circle one of your breasts now, scissoring your nipple between two warm fingers.
“What do you need, sweetheart?” he asked, catching your eyes with his in the glass. You admired the way arms muscles bulged as he reached around to touch you and the way just the faintest sliver of his bare abdomen and chest were visible to you, just peeking out from behind your body. He was so beautiful and this position was teasing you with how little of him you could see.
“Please...please touch my clit.” You whined. He hummed in response and kissed your neck again, utterly indulging in the way you rutted your hips against his hand.
He did touch your clit then. Using only the gentlest pressure before using three fingers to rub harshly, quickly. It sent your hips jerking and your legs shaking. He did that intermittently, going between the gentlest ghost of pressure before rubbing you at full pelt, thoroughly soaking your panties in the process.
He let his lips ghost over the shell of your ear now, skin barely touching skin, “When you were touching yourself, were you imagining it was my fingers or my cock inside you?” His voice was but a whisper in your ear. His breath ragged and rustling the hairs on your neck. You couldn’t help but shiver.
“Y-your cock.” You answered and he groaned, very much enjoying the idea of you stuffing your fingers in your pussy and pretending it was him.
“You want it right now?” he asked, rubbing you a little faster.
“Yes!” Your voice cracked as you said it, his fingers putting such delicious pressure on your clit that you could barely sit still.
“Yeah?” he used his other hand to grip your hips, not letting you squirm, “You want it inside your pussy, baby?”
“Yes! Please, I wanna come on your cock!”
He had other ideas. He was going to make you come on his fingers and on his cock. So he pushed your underwear to the side and pressed two fingers inside you, letting them pulse against the walls of your pussy. His sweatpants beneath you were drenched with your wetness and they were only getting wetter. He was knuckle-deep inside you now, rubbing and caressing your spongy walls with his fingertips. He could barely keep you in place for how much you were squirming and shaking but soon you were coming and your body could all but tremble in his arms.
He tilted your chin towards the mirror again, telling you to look at yourself as you came. And it certainly was a sight. But you had to close your eyes when the pleasure got too much. White-hot pleasure almost to the point of pain washed over your body and he prolonged it for you as much as he could, fingers gliding in and out of you in smooth motions until you settled down again.
“Oh, baby,” he cooed as he pulled his fingers out of you, “You ready for me?”
You absolutely were not at all but you still nodded, though drowsily as you did as you turned to capture his lips with your own. He was hungry and desperate for you, you could always tell from his kisses. The hardness beneath your thigh was also as good an indication as any.
You reached behind you to hold the back of his head, to feel the softness of his skin and tug lightly at the hair as he entered you slowly but with ease. You were so wet now, thighs glistening so wonderfully in the mirror. And you watched his length disappear inside you. It was such a sinful sight, made even more so when you could see Robbie utterly mesmerised by the action.
The way your body took him in and embraced him. The warmth and the pressure of your walls around him? It was heaven and he was forever wondering what he did to deserve it.
He stilled the jerk of his hips then and let you move at your own pace atop him as he wrapped his hand around your neck. Not enough to stop air, just so you could feel the weight of his hand on your throat. His other hand found your clit again and he again pressed two fingers to it.
You stilled completely. Just enjoying the feeling of him being inside you as he touched you for a moment. You could have sat like that for hours. His length inside you felt so good, too good. The stretch and the fullness that came with him was addicting. Not to mention his practised fingers on your clit and his teeth digging into your shoulder. His body behind you was the most comforting mass of warmth and steadiness, even as you enveloped his length in your pussy.
You were going to come again in a few minutes if this kept up. You’d come again without being able to touch him. His face in the mirror was beautiful as it always was but you wanted to hold it, to caress and love his skin.
“Wait-I wanna touch you, baby,” you told him, entirely too worried you might come again from that position if he kept it up any longer. You wanted to come again, but you also wanted to hold him and make sure he was taken care of too, that was your favourite part of this.
So he pulled out of you and flipped you around so you straddled his hips. This position was perfect, the best one for riding him as you had complete access to his body but also got to be right up close to him. Skin sliding against skin. Chest to chest. Heart to heart.
You also got to lock your legs around his hips, the deepest you could ever hope to have him in you and it felt good. So good you almost couldn’t believe it.
When he looked to the mirror again, chin resting on your shoulder as you bounced on his cock, he caught sight of a skull in place of his face reflected back at him. Zarathos wanted out to play it seems. But Robbie wanted you to himself tonight.
“Mine,” he growled in warning at his counterpart in the reflection, nails digging into your hips.
“All yours, baby.” You assured him, not realising he was in fact speaking to the demon inside him who simmered down at his words.
In his head, the demon laughed. A creaking sound akin to that of an ageing unoiled hinge.
Sharing is caring, Roberto.
“Not right now it ain’t,” he replied, gritting his teeth slightly.
You stopped grinding down upon him and caught his gaze, “Huh? You alright?” You asked and then he realised he’d replied to the demon out loud.
“Sorry, he’s just sounding off again.” He took your hips in both his hands and lifted you slightly before setting you back down, continuing the rhythm.
“Yeah?” You asked, moving your hips of your own accord again now that you were sure he was okay, “What did he, ah- want?”
“You.”
That one word reply sent a shiver right to your core. You knew the demon craved you constantly, Robbie told you as much. But oh, you wished to hear exactly what he whispered in your poor lover’s ear.
Oh, tell her exactly what I want to do to her. Tell her every little detail.
Zarathos rarely ever shut up about the things he wanted to do to you. All it took was for Robbie to look at you sometimes, even as you were doing the most mundane things, and Zarathos would sound off about what he wanted to do to you. Just that morning you’d grabbed something out of a cupboard in the kitchen and Zarathos started on about how he wanted to bend you over the kitchen counter. It was incredibly distracting.
“That so?” You asked, “Hope he doesn’t mind, but I’d much rather have you right now. He’s great and all, but he’s not you. And right now I want you.” He looked up at you, your eyes meeting, “Just you.”
As much as you loved getting ruined by the demon, he wasn’t Robbie. He wasn’t the soft touches or the groans in your ear. The loving embraces or the moaning of names. He wasn’t Robbie and that’s who you wanted right now.
His eyes softened at your words and he reached his hand up to hold your cheek as he looked into your eyes, “Cada día te quiero más.” (Each day I love you more)
You brought your hand to cover his, thumb stroking over his knuckles as you leaned down to capture his lips. You poured every ounce of love you had for him into that kiss, no longer caring about chasing your release or his. You just wanted to kiss him, to love him.
He adjusted his hips a little whilst he kissed you, sending his length rubbing against your walls in the most pleasant of ways. You both moaned and then it was time to get back to it.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and kept his face close to yours. Stealing kisses from one another on occasion. His lips were never more than a few inches away from yours now, and his eyes were only ever locked onto your own or your lips. His hands on your hips helped you along a little. Exhaustion starting to creep in amongst that searing, pulsing pleasure.
“I can’t get enough of you,” you told him and he almost came then and there from the desperation in your voice.
That was for him. Just for him. And your wetness was just for him too. The cries and the pleading. The erratic jerks of your hips and your fingers in his hair. That was all for him.
And he came.
He came without warning. Unceremoniously filling you with his come and calling your name out like it was the only name he’s ever known.
“Oh shit! Baby, I’m so sorry! It happened so fast I-” He tried to apologise for the lack of warning but you shushed him. It felt so good. Too good. You just wanted to bask in it. Feel him inside you as you rocked your hips and the tempo of your orgasm built and built.
You weren’t long coming after him, body entirely slumped against him as your shoulders shook. He held you close, petting over your skin and gasping at the way you worked your hips on his sensitive length.
He fell back onto the bed, taking you with him so you landed with your cheek against his glistening chest.
“Shit, that was good,” you mumbled, trying to catch your breath. You leaned up off of him, an elbow planted on the bed at either side of his head. When you looked down at him he was smiling, and his chest was heaving.
“It sure was, cariña.” He laughed, flipping you both over so you lay facing one another.
“I meant what I said by the way,” he looked to you in question, knuckle trailing over your shoulder, “As fun as it is having him sometimes. I don’t want you thinking you’re not enough for me. You’re all I could ever want.”
He tugged against him and brought you in close, wrapping his arms around your back as he embraced you. That meant more to him than you’d ever know. He had an unfortunate habit of defining his worth compared to what he would be like if he didn’t have the demon inside him. He knew you loved him and that he meant so much to you. But sometimes he needed the reminder that you loved him for him. It wasn’t that you didn’t tell him enough, just that doubt had a habit or clinging to him like a vice.
“You mean the world to me,” he mumbled into your hair before pressing a kiss to your cheek, “Te quiero.” (I love you)
“I love you too.” The words barely managed to leave your mouth before you kissed him again, just a soft press of lips. You settled down against his chest then, letting your fingers fan out and trace over his skin. You would need to get up and get ready for bed in a minute but for now you let yourself melt into his arms and let the rhythm of his heart soothe you like the softest song.
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