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comet-forgot-you · 3 months

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how about just fucking the shit out of river? like completely slutting her out typa thing. idk, i think ab it constantly.

insufferable

river x reader

summary: river’s insufferable.

warnings: 18+ pls, smut, strap use, strap warming, overstimulation, i think thats all

a/n: guys im back. ik i posted yesterday but like, now im back and im not struggling to keep my eyes open while writing this. do not repost for any reason.

river was annoying. her nonstop whining and complaining while you worked made your head hurt and if it weren’t for the deadline that was fast approaching, you would’ve done something about it. she’d come into your office and complain about how much time you were spending in your office working and begging you to spend it with her instead.

today was no different, with the deadline being tomorrow, and you being so close to finishing, your stress was multiplied. river was no help, sitting in the chair on the other side of your desk and talking non stop. you couldn’t keep your attention on the work in front of you, every train of thought being interrupted.

your head drops in your hand, jaw clenching as she continues talking. “river,” you let a deep breath out.

“hmm?”

you sit back in your chair, spreading your legs ever so slightly. “come here.”

she raises a brow, “why?” you say nothing, waiting for her to come stand in front of you.

“are you mad? i can just, you know, leave you alone so you can finish.” she rounds the desk to stand in between it and you. you scoot your chair closer to her, hands holding onto her hips. she looks down at you, dark eyes watching every movement you make.

“m’ not mad, riv,” you say, hands tugging at her waistband, pulling the elastic back and letting it snap against her skin. “you don’t need to leave, i know you just want attention,” her eyebrows furrow.

“i don’t- what? i don’t need attention, i’m not a pet.” she crosses her arms.

“mhm,” you hum. your hands leave her waist and pull your sweats down just enough for your strap to spring out. “you don’t need attention? guess i can take it off then,” you mumble. you go to take it off but rivers hands stop you, eyes meeting yours.

“i lied. i do need your attention, please? need you.. need it so bad,” her words are rushed and you lean back in your chair.

“c’mon then.” river’s quick to remove her pants, throwing them onto the chair she had abandoned. she goes to straddle you, but you shake your head, hand pressing against her lower stomach to stop her movements. “no, you’re gonna keep it nice and warm until i’m finished working, got it? one sound from you and you won’t cum, understand?” she nods and you smile. “good.” you turn her around, pulling her to sink onto your strap.

her hand covers her mouth in an attempt to prevent the noises that threaten to escape. the second the silicone bottoms out completely, you scoot your chair back to your desk. river fixes herself to be out of your line of sight, her hips rolling against the strap every so slightly. if you weren’t so focused on finishing your work, you would’ve reprimanded her for it.

you finish much faster than you had planned with the newfound silence of your office. river’s juices dripped from her stuffed cunt onto your skin. you kiss her shoulder, closing the laptop that had taken up almost all of your time and pushing it to the side.

“did so good, riv,” you mumble against her shoulder. she’s quiet, eyes wide and full of need as she looks at you. her hips had yet to stop rolling against you. you stand up abruptly, river’s chest meets the wood of your desk.

you push her down, hand between her shoulder blades. you lean over her body, the strap sinking deeper into her cunt at the new position. she bites her bottom lip. “its okay riv, wanna hear you now,” you mumble in her ear. a loud moan falls from her lips as you thrust into her at a quick pace.

“fuckfuckfuck.” it falls from her lips like a prayer. your lips attach to her neck, sucking marks into the skin. needy whines fall from her lips as you fuck into her, her movements limited with the position you pinned her in.

“should’ve done this forever ago, hmm? would’ve finished working days ago.” skin slaps against skin with every thrust. river stands on the tips of her toes in an attempt to bring herself more pleasure. moans echo off of the walls.

you pull yourself off of her, speeding your thrusts up. river’s thighs shake, struggling to keep her position. each thrust gets harder to complete as she nears her orgasm.

“gonna cum all over my strap, hmm?” river nods frantically, hair stuck to her face. “go on, then.” river’s orgasm pulses through her, her calves giving out as she falls limp against the wooden desk. you pull out, flipping her to rest her back on the wood. “one more, yeah?” you sink back inside of her, pushing her thighs apart for better access.

she whines when your thumb grazes her clit. “i can’t, so, shit, too much.” you chuckle, shaking your head.

“nono, you were so needy for attention, you can take it, right, baby?” your rub gentle circles on her clit, thrusts much slower than your previous pace. she whines at your continuation, doing nothing to stop your actions, instead, she spreads her thighs apart, arching her back off of the desk.

“i cant take it,” she mumbles out, heavy breaths falling from her lips. you smile, pushing her shirt up to expose her chest.

“i knew you could.” you roll her nipple between your fingers and river lets out a loud moan, hips bucking into the strap. you speed your thrusts up, hips burning at the movement.

skin slapping against skin, the squelch of river’s cunt taking your strap, river’s moans, it all echoed off of the walls, sending heat to your core.

“pleaseplease,” her words are slurred, tears prickling at her eyes. “just..” shes cut off by her own moan. “please, baby.” shes too fucked out to form coherent sentences, mutter pleas like her life depended on it.

her orgasm pulses through her for the second time, moans sounding like music to your ears. you rub her skin gently, attempting to help her regulate her breathing.

“good job, riv.” your voice is quiet, her breathing slowing with every exhale. you slide the strap out of her slowly, eliciting a whimper from the girl. you place a kiss on her lips. “lets go take a shower, yeah?” she nods as you pull away from her, offering her a hand to get up.

you collect the clothes river had thrown carelessly, standing next to the chair. river’s legs shake with every step, a small limo making an appearance. you try your best to contain the laugh that threatens to escape your throat. you meet her where she walked, wrapping your arm around her waist. “how about a bath instead,” you murmur, pressing a kiss to the side of her head.

#mikey madison #mikey madison x reader #wlw smut #river x reader #all souls #river all souls #all souls movie #river #all souls smut #i want river

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cristinaricci · 1 year

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THE X-FILES ↳ 5.17 - All Souls

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slashericons · 4 months

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River — All Souls (2023)

#mikey madison #mikey madison icons #mikeymadisonedit #mmadisonedit #all souls #all souls movie #all souls icons #allsoulsedit #screencaps #twitter icons #thriller icons #thrilleredit #icons without psd #movie icons #icons #movieedit #filmedit #2023

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jazzyoranges · 5 months

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conflicted on if i should cry about River loving her daughter or mikey madison in a wife beater

#she could beat me #whattttt #who said that #not me 🤷‍♀️#mikey madison #all souls #all souls movie #amber freeman #amber freeman x reader

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colliecharms · 3 months

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thinkin 'bout me

River x gn!Reader

summary: River can't stand being away from you.

content & warnings: one shot // MILD sexual content

word count: 916

a/n: this was kind of a spur-of-the-moment-type thing. i'm new to writing about sexual themes so pls bear with me. hope u enjoy! 🫶

Your phone lights up with its text chime ringing out in your room. You pick it up to see River’s text:

hey

You smile.

Hey baby, what’s up?

…

i miss you

It had been a few days since you had last seen her, but even a few days was too long.

I miss you too, I wish you were here

…

can i come over?

The 10:30 mark on the clock threatened to keep you from letting her drive to your house. It was late and raining, and you did not want her to get out in the stirring weather.

It’s raining and dark Riv, I don’t want you getting out. What if I come see you tomorrow morning?

…

i need you now baby. please.

You let out a sigh to yourself, knowing how stubborn River could be when she wanted something.

Ok fine, what about Jade?

…

mads is watching her, i’ll be there in 10

…

Kay, be careful

Before you know it, you hear a knock at your front door. Turning the lock, you open it to see River’s silhouette against the blurring streetlights. She does not take another wasted moment and falls into you, her arms securing your waist. You close the door behind her, but instead of getting a word out, she locks your lips with her own.

“Baby, what is it?” you question once you both part, noticing her desperate behavior.

“I told you,” she started, now bringing up her hand to hook the back of your neck before finishing with, “I just missed you.”

A soft smile pulls at your lips. “It’s been three days.” While holding her, you take in her calming scent that is overpowering the rain droplets shimmering in her hair.

“I know, but it feels like it’s been forever,” River breathes and pulls you into another kiss. This time she held you in for a little longer. Your hands slide down to wrap her waist, tracing her curves that hid beneath her oversized shirt.

Upon breaking contact, you hear a sigh of relief leave her and chuckle. “You’re so needy.” This finally brings that gorgeous smile to her face.

“Shut up,” she giggles and gently shoves your shoulder.

“Facts is facts,” you tease further, giving her side a playful pinch. Receiving a squeal in return, you kiss her once more.

The pattering rain fades into a roar which beckons the irresistible urge within River to escalate. She grabs your hand and leads you over to the living room sofa. When she sits you down, you move in time with her while she straddles your hips, seating herself on top of your thighs. Your hands hold her waist while hers jump to your neck. You feel her fingers run up the back of your head, and a moan slips past your defense.

“Can you handle me, y/n?” River asks in between breaths.

You move to pull at the hem of her shirt. “I’m up for the challenge.” You are met halfway and she rids her shirt from her body, tossing it to the floor before going for your own.

“You better be.”

One thing leads to another before the two of you are stripped of everything but your undergarments and are getting deeper into the stormy night’s embrace. This time, you take control. Pulling her onto the cushions, you flip around to crouch over her as she lays beneath you. Your mouth waters at the sight of her pale, velvet skin glowing in the dim lighting. Her lips capture you in long but breaking kisses to start off and get more and more wanting. You then duck your head to plant sucking kisses to her neck as her digits curl in your hair.

“God, I’ve missed you, baby,” River grunts, slightly arching her spine at the sensitivity pricking her skin’s nerves when your teeth graze her collarbone. She tightens her thighs around you to stabilize your position over her.

You thought she was the needy one, but now, she was making you second-guess your teasing. You realized just how much you missed hearing her calming voice, feeling her comforting warmth, and holding her slender figure. “You have no idea,” you breathe.

Retracing your trail of pecks back up to her lips, River’s aggression boils with wet kisses and subtle moans. Her black nails drag across your shoulder blades, sending a shiver to pierce your spine. “Easy, kitty,” you whisper.

“Did you just call me a fucking cat?” she chuckles and you laugh.

Whilst occupied, you reach for her bra strap and tug it down so it slips off her shoulder. This contact makes her back arch. As her chest presses up against yours, you take the time to remove the other black strap to leave it loose.

Once she catches up with you, you sit up, and she unclips the back of her bra to throw it to the side.

You both resituate, now laying your lower-half on top of hers. The heat from her body has you falling into her faster than before. Your heartrate increases and a warm bubbling begins to stir in your lower belly. As you gaze down at River, the lust in her eyes reflect in yours like pure crystal. Damn, were you glad you agreed to having her over, and the night was just getting started.

Leaning close to her ear, you nuzzle her jawline with a soft, tempting growl. “Now, show me what you came here for.”

#writers on tumblr #writing blog #writeblr #ao3 writer #ao3 #mikey madison #all souls #all souls movie #all souls 2023 #river #river all souls #character x reader #mikey madison x reader #pls be gentle #i'm new to this

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caitlynskitten · 10 months

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I need her so badly

#HER IN FUCKING BOOTS #OH MY FUCKING GOD #amber freeman #mikey madison #all souls

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3rdeyeblaque · 6 months

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🕯💀 Happy All Souls Day 🖤🕯

🖤💀 The Hoodoo Holiday festivities continue! Today we step into the shadow of deep healing work as we continue to welcome, celebrate, & venerate our Dead.

For those who are familiar with Catholicism, All Souls Day is dedicated to "all other loved ones" - non-Saints & those who are not of Elevated status. Thus, today we tend to the shadow work of our lineages; we uplift the Ancestors of our small egun (i.e.: our less than honorable ancestors, who died violently or suddenly, who remain in unrest, who lived hard lives, who endured great suffering, who perpetuated generational curses, who contributed to generational trauma, etc.).

Some differentiate this day from All Saints by focusing solely on small egun Ancestors; those who need elevating, prayer, healing, light, love, karmic debts paid, etc. & are open to receiving it - more akin to Dia De Los Muertos.

Others simply keep yesterday's tradition & festivities going (i.e.: tending to the graves of our Ancestors, communing with our Dead, getting the family together, enjoying leftovers, building family trees, prayer offerings, lighting candles, playing music, singing, dancing, etc.).

Regardless, however you choose to celebrate IS valid! May your Ancestors, - Big & small Egun - continue to be blessed. Ase. 💀🖤

#hoodoo #hoodoos #atr #atrs #the hoodoo calendar #hoodoo culture #ancestor veneration #small egun #hoodoo heritage #Hoodoo History #Hoodoo Culture #Hoodoo Tradition #All Souls Day #All Souls #Black History #Black Culture #black cemeteries #Black Catholics

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ashen-char · 5 days

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so good to me 🔞

ship: river (all souls) x gender neutral reader

warnings: explicit smut so minors get out. canon-typical mentions of drug dealing and police.

summary: river's stress relief is making you feel good.

word count: 1600+

notes: service top river, as requested here <3

River leads a busy life. Being a young single mom in an expensive city is already hard enough, but ever since she got caught slinging she's had to deal with the police breathing down her neck and telling her what to do.

It's a blessing that she can find the time to meet with you and you treat it like it is. To thank her, whenever you see her not too worn out from juggling everything, you want to help her relieve her stress.

It's the afternoon. Jade's still off at school, so you have the apartment all to yourselves.

River had hit you up the second she got back from her own classes at Valley. The second you were at her door, no words were spoken. Just her hot, inviting lips. Her hands slipping down to your hips. River pulled you inside with her thumbs tucked in your belt loops, lost in the feel of her kisses.

Your knees buckle underneath you when you realise you've been pushed all the way to bed. Her hands feel like they're everywhere. On your shoulders, pushing you down until your back hits the mattress, then at the hem of your shirt, tugging it up and off in a smooth motion.

"Woah," you say, a little breathless, "well, hello to you too."

It's cold. But you don't think your instant goosebumps have anything to do with the lack of heating: instead ignited from River's searing hot hands as she gropes and explores your chest. River's hands, her body against yours, make Hell seem cold.

And the way she looks at you? You can tell that the only thing keeping her sane is you when she's this insistent, when she looks at you like you're her salvation. "Mm," River responds, your bottom lip tucked between her teeth, "hey, baby."

Pulling back, she takes the time to appreciate the sight of your shirtless frame.

River can't help but smile as she sees you. Her gaze lingers, appreciating your physique, and she lets out a low whistle.

"Shut up," you laugh. Your arms go up to cover yourself, but River doesn't let you.

"Ah ah ah," she says, taking hold of your wrist. You can feel her breath as she leans down to lightly kiss along your jaw, and down your throat.

They're slow, teasing kisses. Like she thinks every inch of you needs its own moment, needs to be praised and worshipped. You wonder if you'll go crazy before River actually touches you in any meaningful way. The kisses are way too soft.

When River's hot mouth is at your collarbone, you let her move your arms away. "That's it, baby," she praises. "Let me see you."

She knows the power she holds over you. She's a little devil like that, enjoying the way she can make your body beg for her with the barest of touches. River could get you to do whatever she wants.

"Fuck." Your jaw clenches. You get that this is something she likes to do - to take her time enjoying you to her heart's content. But you can only take so much anticipation. "Whatever. Fine, just touch me."

Her hands roam slowly over your chest, appreciating the body beneath her fingertips. You're all hers. She'll remind you of that. "Mm, aren't you forgetting something?" she whispers, a cheeky grin appearing on her face, her brown eyes dancing with mischief. "A please?"

You glare up at her, and River laughs. "I was joking, it's alright. I won't make you beg."

Her kisses drift down even lower. You don't usually notice River's septum piercing when you kiss, but with how she's teasing you tonight you feel everything more intensely. And the metal dragging along your skin with her is no exception, like a slight scratch. A breathy moan escapes your lips as she sucks at your pulse point.

You tilt your head up, allowing better access to whatever River wants. A lick at that sensitive spot behind your ear and you are putty in her hands. You want her grip tight on your neck. You want her to bite down. You want her to do fucking anything but this stupid slow shit.

"River-"

"Shhh, baby," she whispers. You can't tell if it's the way she's saying it, soft and sweet but still so so teasing, or if it's the sensation of her breath against where she just licked, but you just want to melt into her hands. "Let me make you feel good," she tells you.

With that, her hands finally do touch you. River's thumb rubs a quick circle around your nipple, which makes your body jump. The heat between your legs is screaming at you. Aching for some relief. As if she hears your silent plead, her other hand travels down, until she's cupping you.

As much as she's enjoying making things drag, enjoys how cute you are when you're frustrated and your little noises of discontent, that's not what she's here for. What River loves most of all is making her baby melt in pleasure. Her tongue ventures out, exploring the hollow behind your ear, her breath hot and moist on your skin. When that makes you yelp, River squeezes down against your centre.

Finally, some fucking relief. The friction of her palm is almost, almost what you need and you can't help but to grind up into her touch. The sounds you're making must be pitiful but you don't fucking care. Not when she's rubbing at you like she wants to make you cum through your jeans.

River's grin widens as she hears it, pleased to hear the satisfaction pouring out of you. That little whimper you let out sends chills down her spine. You can feel it when she grazes at your nipple again, her movements shakier. Both of you want to speed things along now. You hear a low moan coming from her as you grind against her hand.

"That's it, baby," she says, "you sound so good." From her voice, you know that River is absolutely loving this. Loving the power she possesses over you.

You feel the need to do something, anything, as River has her way with your body. And when her fingers trail down your bare skin until she's at the waistband of your jeans, you realise you want everything off. Every barrier between you two should just stop existing.

You reach out and grasp at her baggy shirt. "Off," you gasp out, "get this off."

She says something under her breath, probably another tease about you making requests without a 'please', but you don't catch it. Not when River's more than happy to oblige you.

"So impatient," she murmurs as her fingers slip beneath the hem of her shirt, pulling it off to leave her in just her sports bra.

Your heart is pounding at every new inch of perfect pale skin that's exposed to you. How can she be so sexy without even trying? "I'm not. You're just a tease," you tell her.

The shirt falls on the ground behind her. But she gives you no time to enjoy the view. River shoves you back down, your head hitting the pillow. She grins down at you as she moves to straddle your waist. Her lips find your neck again, and her fingers continue their journey down, finally unbuttoning your jeans.

"Would a tease do this, baby?" River asks, as her hand slips into your underwear.

You gasp. You grip at the sheets until your knuckles go white, eyes closing. The sensation of River's hand moving between your legs is nothing short of delicious.

"Mm, yeah, you like that don't you?" River grins, watching your reactions. She continues to pump at a steady pace, not too fast, not too slow. Just right.

You can't find the words, too busy trying to cling onto your sanity as River expertly plays with you.

"Tell me you like it," River urges, voice low and raspy.

"I love it!" You squirm up, moaning as her hand deals with your heat.

She can't help but smile at the reactions she gets from you, making her feel powerful for once in her life. The young mom can't control her hectic life, her finances or the danger around them, but she can control this. She can control your body, your pleasure, you're River's perfect little toy. She tells you this, cooing, whispering praises into your ear as she lets you fuck yourself with her hand. "You're so perfect, baby. You're all mine," River breathes out. "I want you to feel so good."

A broken "y-yeah," escapes your lips. Her mouth returns to your throat.

Her dark eyes watch you for each reaction, making mental notes of what you like the most. What makes your hips buck up. What makes you whimper. There's nothing like hearing your breath hitch and your groans, getting loud and urgent, when she touches your nipples.

You don't know how long it takes. River speeds up her pace, her fingers rubbing at the most sensitive part of you, and you feel yourself break. Her other hand rubs your back, telling you how good you are. "That's it, baby." A kiss to your pulse point. "It's OK. You're OK." She guides you through your high, her hand rubbing slower and slower.

You're breathing so heavy once your orgasm is finished wracking your body. "Love you," you pant out, because she deserves to hear it.

River cuddles into your side, smiling softly. "I love you too." A gentle kiss gets pressed to your lips. "And I love touching you. Obviously."

Giving you pleasure makes her feel wanted, and she's never been that before. With you in the picture, there's something more to life than just barely scraping by, something more than the rough streets.

#mikey madison #all souls #river all souls #mikey madison x reader #river x reader

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luckybunny555 · 5 months

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so uhm.... I know the movie isn't out yet, but are any writers considering writing for River already??? I'm just curious......

#mikey madison #amber freeman #mikey madison x reader #all souls

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samuelroukin · 3 months

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SAMUEL ROUKIN as Carcillo in ALL SOULS (2023) Dir. Emmanuelle Pickett

#all souls #all souls movie #all souls 2023 #samuel roukin #samuelroukinedit #carcillo #filmedit #movieedit #filmgifs #ben.gif #gradient text #flashing gif #requests #anon i hope these are ok! lmk if you're looking for a specific scene/moment

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comet-forgot-you · 3 months

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Can we have fem!reader fucking river against a counter🙏🙏 also thank you for your service

ask

sister’s roommate!river x reader

summary: your sister’s roommate won’t stop teasing you.

warnings: 18+ pls, smut, fingering, smut, teasing, maybe voyeurism but i dont think so idk.

a/n: this probably isnt what you wanted, i can totally write another one if its not sorry. do not repost for reason.

coming home from college for spring break was supposed to be refreshing. you were supposed to feel relieved, but all you could feel was frustration, all because of your sister’s roommate that decided to tag along with your sister, staying at your family’s house the entire break. it wasnt like she was annoying, no, far from it. she would always find a way to be close to you, helping you cook, acting like she couldn’t sleep just so she could sneak down stairs where she knew you’d be until the late hours of the night just to talk to you.

it wasn’t annoying, not in the slightest. it was just the fact that ever since she found out you were into girls it was like it sparked something inside of her. she started to to “accidentally” graze you, the touches she left on your skin lingering too long to be considered an accident. then she started wearing that wife beater that looked sooo fucking good on her. the way her nipples would harden in the tight material, it tested every ounce of strength you had in you.

tonight was no different, river was non-stop teasing you, her actions hidden by the cover of the table. her hands trailing up and down the expanse of your thigh, pinching the fat between her fingers until you looked at her. and once you finally did, the coil in your stomach tightened. her eyes were blown with lust, eyebrows furrowed, a feigned look of innocence painted on her face. river was going to drive you insane.

you couldn’t think straight the rest of the night, your mind constantly going back to river’s touch on your thigh, how she looked at you like she wanted to fuck her, then to the nights before, that fucking shirt, the way it hugged her so fucking good. it was like the scenario was ingrained in your brain, replaying over and over and over again.

you were sat on the couch, head held up by your hand as you tried to rid yourself of the thought of river. you wanted her, of course you did, you’d be a fool not too, but you couldnt shake the feeling that your sister would lose her mind if it happened.

your mind drifted back to river the millionth time in the past hour. her hand on your thigh, the needy look in her eyes, that shirt. you wondered how she would sound, what her lips felt like pressed against your own, against your neck. what would she feel like around your fingers? what would she taste like? the thoughts racing through your mind did nothing but fuel the fire in the pit of your stomach. the fire river had lit.

you push yourself off of the couch, walking to the kitchen for a drink. the house was quiet, everyone had made their way to their respective rooms hours ago. you wanted to think that you were only still up and in the living room because you were caught up with a movie, but the tv hadnt been turned on since you had sat down. you knew the reason you were still awake, still in the living room. you knew that river would make her way into the living room if you waited long enough.

as if on cue, the sound of a door opening sounds from down the hall. you pour yourself a glass of water, taking a sip as footsteps pattered down the hallway. you set the glass down, gripping the marble countertops in an attempt to keep your composure.

“can’t sleep?” river asks, coming to stand beside you. you look over at her, eyes flickering down to the infamous tank top she wore, to her pebbled nipples, before returning your gaze to her eyes. a smirk had snuck its way onto her lips.

“tried to, kept havin’ the same dream, keeps waking me up.” you take a sip of water, river’s eyebrow raises.

“nightmare?” her voice is filled with concern.

“nah, its a good dream. somethin’ i want to happen,” you mutter, setting the now empty glass in the sink.

“what is it?” she asks, head tilting slightly. you smile, moving to stand in front of her. her eyes flicker to your lips.

“fucking you.” you mutter, fiddling with the hem of her wife beater. her eyes widen ever so slightly, a faint blush painting her cheeks. she leans in closer to you, eyes locked on your lips.

“then why don’t you do it now?” she asks in a whisper. her tongue swipes against her bottom lip in anticipation, and you cant hold yourself back anymore, cant deprive yourself of her.

your lips meet hers in a needy kiss, hands holding onto her hips as hers tangle themselves in your hair. she tugs ever so slightly, a quiet gasp falling from your lips. she takes the moment of surprise to her advantage, slipping her tongue into your mouth. you lift her onto the counter, tongues not leaving each other once. its sloppy and needy, its nothing like you imagined, but its everything you needed in the moment.

your hands squeeze at the fat of her thighs, a needy whine leaves her hot mouth, only to be swallowed by you. you part from her lips, taking in her form. lidded eyes meet yours, a slight pout on her lips. shes looks so good, so pretty, you want nothing more than to taste her. so thats what you do. you pull down the clothing that hides the heat your so desperately crave. a sharp gasp escapes from river’s mouth as her cunt meets the cool marble of the countertop.

“gotta stay quiet. don’t want em to wake up n’ see me fucking you, now, do we?” she shakes her head and you smile, scooting her to the edge of the counter. you spread her wetness with your finger, dipping ever so slightly into her entrance. before circling her clit, causing a muffled moan from her.

you dip two fingers into her greedy cunt, muffled moans threatening to fall from her lips. you tear your eyes away from her cunt that sucks your fingers in so deliciously to take her in. her lips was pulled between her teeth, her attempt at muffling the noises that threaten to escape her lips. you thumb at her clit, rubbing slow, sloppy circles against the nub. she hisses, hand flying to your wrist. your eyes flicker back down to her covered nipples. you free hand moves to twist them over the ridged fabric, her nails digging into the skin of your wrist.

“fuck,” you hiss, a wave of heat washing over your body. “feelin’ good?” you mutter out, scissoring your fingers inside of her. she nods. “use your words, had enough of not hearing the pretty voice of yours tell me how bad you want me,” her walls squeeze your fingers, her teeth freeing her lip from its previous confines.

“yes, fuck.. feels s’ good,” her words come out as shaky whisper, scared that if she were to say it in any louder she wouldnt be able to stop the moan that itches to escape. you smile, pressing a kiss to her neck.

“good,” you mutter, pinching her nipple. river’s barely able to muffle the moan that erupts from her chest. your fingers curl, hitting the spongey spot inside her that has her arching into you. your movements on her clit speed up, rubbing faster circles on her pulsing clit.

“fuck, yeah, js’ like that,” she mutters, a whine falling from her lips. you nip at the skin of her neck.

“quiet,” you mumble. she lets out a shaky breath, nodding the best she could. it doesnt take long for her to reach the peak of her orgasm, her juices coating your hand and the counter beneath her. you pull your fingers out of her, pushing them last her lips and resting them against her tongue. she makes quick work of cleaning them off, the taste of her own juices has her head spinning. you smile, lowering yourself until your face to face with her dripping cunt. you pull your fingers from bee mouth, wrapping your arms around her thighs to spread them open.

you take her pulsing clit into your mouth, groaning against it at the taste. river’s hand flies to your hair, keeping you in place. you trail your tongue down to her entrance, lapping up the juices, before returning your attention to her needy clit. you flatten your tongue against the bud, sucking on it.

you look up at the girl, her hand pressed against her mouth in an attempt to keep herself quiet. her back arches as your teeth scrape the bud, her grip in your hair tightening. you press your tongue flat against her clit, another groan against her cunt has her clit pulsing erratically against your tongue.

“don’t stop, please. feels so good, don’t want you to stop.” her words are frantic, voice full of need. you dip your tongue back into her leaking entrance, prodding at the hole that greedily sucks you in. you let out a small laugh, the vibrations on her cunt only bring river closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.

river looks so fucking pretty. bottom lip wedged in between her teeth, eyes closed as she chased her orgasm. you wish you had a camera to keep the image with you, but you don’t, so you try your best to carve the image into your memory.

one stroke of your tongue against her clit and a twist at bed nipple has her toppling over the edge. muffled moans filling the air. you help her ride out her second orgasm of the night before standing up to press your lips against hers. river whines against your lips, fingers pulling at your hair.

“so fuckin good. needed you all week,” she mumbles, pressing kisses against your jaw. you chuckle.

“should’ve just asked, river.”

#mikey madison #mikey madison x reader #wlw smut #all souls #river x reader #all souls movie #river all souls #river #all souls smut #i want river

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calumikey · 5 months

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she's so cute i just wanna hold her and tell her she's loved

#mikey madison #all souls #all souls movie #river #river all souls #LOOK AT HER SMILE #please she's so pookie

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p0rkbun · 11 months

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mikey looks boy-ish in all souls....and why is it kinda attractive.

#sol talks 📞#mikey madison #all souls #river #amber freeman #max fox #i just know the mikey fanfics will flood in once all souls release

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randomfoggytiger · 6 days

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Dana Scully: a Fear of Death Rooted in Eternal Judgment

I think Scully's fear of death is rooted in a fear of judgment.

According to her faith, one either gets into Heaven or Hell (with a pit stop here or there to atone for their sins.) One would think that would be a comfort to the morally unbreakable Dana Scully.

But it isn't.

During her atheistic arc (Season 1 through early Season 2), Scully was determined to do her job and do it well. The paranoia of death didn't cling to her as it does in later seasons.... until Beyond the Sea. Her father's ghost visiting her right after his death and being channeled later through Luthor Lee Boggs, twice-- it takes its toll, unwinding the foundational principles of her life: that Death is final; and that there are no ghosts or psychics or even angels or demons, just sick men and women who abuse others through their superstitions. Scully chooses ignorance, reverting away from this new territory because "I'm afraid... I'm afraid to believe." The rest of Season 1, she didn't want to die, panicked in the face of it; but wasn't as paranoid as, again, later seasons.

Then One Breath happens: Scully experienced something she "couldn't find the words" to explain, even when facing death alongside Mulder in Dod Kalm. It's Scully who is fearless as their end approaches, reassuring Mulder he has nothing to fear based on that experience. Thus, One Breath began her agnostic arc-- where she believed, deep down, but was afraid to fully accept that belief (i.e., her shaken projections on Pfaster in Irresistible and her activated voodoo curse in Fresh Bones.) Death is a place of peace, hence why she denies it to Pfaster (we later learn in Orison.)

When we reach Season 3's Revelations, Scully's agnosticism turns to religious terror. "God is speaking, and no one is listening", she confesses to the priest-- what she means is, that God has been speaking to and judging me, and I've been failing. Thus, her paranoia of Death: not because of its finality (Season 1) or promise of peace (Season 2), but because it could find her at fault and deny her a blessed eternal life.

In Season 4, Scully doesn't want to "run back to God" in Gethsemane; but faces her fears once Death is inescapable in Redux II.

In Season 5, she battles with her religious fragility, struggling for peace after her daughter is stolen before her Christian burial (Emily) and after her spirit returns during a case with angels and demons. Scully may be more vulnerable to religious manipulation, but she is also more secure in her beliefs of a peaceful afterlife.

By Season 6, Scully continues to look upon Death as God's judgment: eternal reward or eternal torment. But then Tithonus happens: Fellig shakes Scully's convictions that eternity is a good thing, showing her the soul of an eternally tormented man... making her wonder if she is guaranteed a happy ending, after all.

This brings up to Season 7's Orison, where Scully stands in judgment of Pfaster and the "Reverend" Orison. When she murders Pfaster in cold blood, her doubts and criticisms rise up against her, brandishing her with the same immoral code-- thus, making her fear eternal condemnation from God: the end meted out to both convicts, or an immortal torment ala Alfred Fellig. This was an extremely crucial moment for her development as a character... and would have been given no resolution if not for Gillian's all things.

all things is the resolution to Scully's paranoia: "God talks back", she comes to terms with herself, and makes a final decision out of principle and not panic, out of assuredness and not anguish. Scully is secure; and she finds the stability to embrace her beliefs, religion, and faith as it should be: a source of rest, a refuge from fear.

Thanks for reading~

Enjoy!

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