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finelinevogue · 3 months

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pancakes for two

summary - seeing your niece for the first time

word count - ~1k

pairing - husband!harry x reader

You made pancakes for breakfast on a Saturday.

It was a routine at this point and would be rude not to have pancakes after your morning jog with Harry.

Harry tended to make himself banana pancakes, because he hated not having some fruit in there somehow, but you were all for the nutella and other loaded toppings.

You had both just finished your pancakes, dirty plates on the coffee table in front of you and cups of tea to hand as you watched ‘This Morning’ on ITV.

Even after having been on a run and eaten pancakes, your day was about to get so much better.

“Remind me that I need to pick up more loo roll the next time I go to the shops.” You said to Harry.

“Thought we bought loads?”

His free hand rested on your ankle from where your legs were stretched out on his lap.

“Yeah, but we gave a lot to Gem remember?”

“Oh shit, yes. We can go later if you want? I’ll take you?” He offered.

“The last thing I want to do is leave the house on the one day where you’re not busy preparing for baby number 4.” You laughed, taking a sip of your Yorkshire Gold tea.

“Baby number 4?” It was Harry’s turn to chuckle.

“Album? Baby? Same thing. They’re all your children.”

He tapped your ankle playfully.

Harry had been working so hard on planning for the next phase of his career and you were so happy to see him get excited and creative again.

Music is where he thrived and it was a joy to watch him work. However it did mean he was gone more than you wanted him to be, so quiet weekends like this were absolutely necessary.

Harry missed you just as much and he was constantly lucky that it was you waiting for him at home.

He’d been working so hard that he hadn’t even had a moment to see his sister since she gave birth.

It was only a week ago, but Gemma was still recovering and requested that the three of them just had some quiet time to let the new reality to settle in.

Now, Harry was restless to see his niece.

You scrolled through your phone when it suddenly made a Ring doorbell noise.

“Yes! I bet that’s my Waterstones parcel.” You said excitedly, sitting up and setting your tea on the coffee table.

“Another one?”

You hit Harry’s thigh playfully, “Shut up!” Although he did have a valid point.

You waited for the doorbell to ring, before jumping up and making your way to the front. You made a note to shout at Harry for - yet again - leaving his coat on the banister and not put back on coat rack.

You unlocked and opened the door, expecting the delivery guy but were met with Gemma, Michal and baby instead.

“Oh my God!” You shouted, cupping your hands over your mouth in shock.

“Surprise!” Gemma laughed, baby carrier on Michal’s arm and baby bags too.

You started tearing up then, emotional over how beautiful Gemma was after recently giving birth. She was glowing and looked incredible. They both looked so happy too.

“Y/N/N?” Harry called your nickname.

He rounded the corner only to stop short.

“Look who showed up.” You allowed the tears to drop down your face.

“Hey, bro.” Gemma smiled.

“Hi, H!” Michal smiled at Gemma’s smile.

Harry, ever the emotional man, broke down in little sobs then. He pouted when he cried and probably had the same thoughts as you initially did.

“Come in. Come on.” You ushered them in.

You gave Gemma a big hug first, squeezing her but not too tight, and kissed her cheeks.

Then you hugged Michal, careful to avoid all his extra baggage.

“How are you?” You asked Michal, as Gemma went over to speak and probably console Harry.

“Tired, but never been happier.” He genuinely smiled.

“Can I take anything from you?”

“No, I’m just going to dump them here if that’s okay?” He motioned to the space in the hall.

“Of course, go ahead.”

“You want a tea? Coffee?” You offered.

“Coffee, please. No sugar. Gem will probably just have water.”

You nodded and walked through the hallway and into the kitchen. Gemma and Harry were still hugging, softly talking to one another. You left them to it, not wanting to disrupt the siblings reunion.

You wiped your own tears with your sweater, before pottering around the kitchen.

“So let me see my niece then!” You demanded as Michal placed the carrier on the kitchen island.

He opened the visor and you had to choke back a sob as you saw how small your new niece was - your new best friend.

“Oh my God.” You whispered.

“I know. I keep having the same reaction, even now.” Michal chuckled.

Gemma and Harry walked in a few seconds later - Harry with red eyes and Gemma smiling like a madwoman.

You leaned forwards and brushed your finger over your nieces tiny bunched fist. Her skin was so soft and she didn’t budge at all with the tap from you.

“She’s beautiful, guys.” You whispered.

“She really is.” Gemma agreed.

“She’s a Styles if I ever saw one. No offence Michal.”

“None taken.” Michal genuinely didn’t seem offended.

You stepped back to let Harry have a gaze over his new niece, wrapped in her blankets and knitted bonnets. There were so many blankets you wondered whether she was cooking underneath them all!

It wasn’t your turn to know anything about kids or parenting though, yet, so you weren’t going to question anything.

Harry approached his niece and softly caressed over her small hand and over her quite chubby cheeks.

You cupped a hand over your mouth as you teared up from watching Harry interact with a baby.

“It’s too much!” You cried, laughing like an idiot.

Gemma and Michal watched you with soft expressions.

Harry moved towards you then, “Hey. What’s up?” He asked, pulling you in for a big hug. The best hugs.

“I think i’ve got a heavy case of baby fever right now.”

Harry pulled you away a bit to read your face, “You do?”

“Mhm.”

“Okay.” He smiled.

“Okay, what?” You stepped back.

“Let’s try. For a baby, I mean.”

“Really?” You eyes filled with tears. “You mean it?”

“A baby with you? It would make all those birthday and shooting star wishes come true.”

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles x y/n #harry styles fanfic #ask finelinevogue #harry blurb #finelinevogue #harry styles concept #harry oneshot #harry styles blurbs #harry styles fan fic

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artsyannierose · 8 months

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POPPY FINALLY FANGIRLING LIKE I ALWAYS WANTED HER TO

NO CAUSE THE NEW SCENE COMPLETELY BROKE ME INTO PIECES I DIDN’T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I MISSED THEIR RELATIONSHIP KWABDJDFGSDSWRSFDYVJBKJKHTTDGCHBJBJ

im calm

i think

can I first talk about this small conversation in particular

I dunno about you guys but the voice acting just feels so…REAL

Like, raw

like an actual conversation between to people rather than two actors

There’s so much emotion, and that goes for other scenes I’ve seen too, like Viva’s introduction, I’m a big fan of the voice overs this movie

OK BUT BRANCH’S FACE WHEN POPPY CALLS HIS NAME IM MELTING

HE LOOKS SO HAPPY TO HEAR HER MY BABY 🥹🥹

literally went from 😒 to 🥰

THEN WENT BACK TO 😑 AFTER HEARING HER SUGGESTION LMAO

I’m crying at how he immediately jumped to the idea that Poppy was against him and did a double take like “wait what”

AND POPPY KNOWS HOW TO GET HER TO DO WHAT SHE WANTS ITS ACTUALLY SO FUNNY

AND HE HAS NO POWER TO SAY NO TO HER PLEEEAAASSEEEE THEY’RE SUCH BF AND GF

“Alright, fiNE”

😭😭💀💀

AND LOOK AT HER FACE SHE KNOWS HER POWER OVER HIM LMAO

im not going to elaborate on the song bc I’m too Broppy-hyper but DARN DID I FEEL ELATED WHEN BRANCH STARTED SINGING

I LOVE HIM GETTING THE SPOTLIGHT FINALLYYYYYY

ily Justin Timberlake

literally my reaction was worse than poppy’s💀

ANOTHER THING I WANNA MENTION

HELLO POPPY SIMPING OVER BRANCH IS SOOOOOO LONG OVERDUE

I NEED MORE OF THIS THIS MOVIE BETTER DELIVER

POPPY PINING OVER BRANCHHHHHH

And honestly the way she sang along and mouthed lyrics was so cute omg 😭😭

FRICKING

STAN

SUPPORTIVE GF

She’s so goofy

The way she yanks out that camera and COMPLETELY DITCHING HER QUEEN STATUS

NUH-UH SHE IS A HARDCORE BROZONE FANGIRL AND I AM HERE FOR IT

They’re so perfect for each other bro the king of pop w/ the literal royal queen of pop

the way she pulls out her camera tho

…

y’all I just

just

🫠

THIS SIR

IS THE STATUS THIS KING DESERVES

THANK YOU DREAMWORKS

MAKE POPPY FEEL LUCKY TO HAVE HIM (I mean THIH did that well but sTiLL)

New obsession unlocked:

FLIRTY POPPY >>>

I’m so ill for them goshhhh

TBH I WASNT AS EXCITED AS THIS MOVIE AS I WAS TWT AND THIH BUT NOW I AMMMMM

BBBBRRRRROOOPPPPPPYYYYYYYYY HERE I COMEEEEEEEE

im sorry I’ll shut up and let you move on with your day

#broppy #branch #queen poppy #trolls branch #trolls poppy #trolls band together #dreamworks trolls #i love them so much #two little idiots in love #I NEED MORE THEM #DO YOU UNDERSTAND #THIS MOVIE BETTER BE SO BROPPY CENTRIC #i need sleep

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capricorn-the-goat · 10 months

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Got bored and started thinking about what the Chain’s minds would look like if they were physical structures / places.

SKY: A smash-bros esq platform floating up in the clouds, a nice chill breeze and bright sun. His memories are stored in clouds floating around, and his emotions are represented by the clouds’ colors.

FOUR: I like to imagine his mind is made of four minish-like houses that house the different colors. His memories are stored in different plants and plant life.

TIME: I like to imagine his mind is a mix between the lost woods and Lon-Lon ranch. His memories are stored in different floating fairies, while his emotions are represented in Lon-Lon ranch. He also tends to hear the different songs he hears on his journeys; the main themes are Epona’s song (which represents the new life and chance he got for himself), Saria’s song (which represents the life he lost), and Zelda’s lullaby and the song of time (which represents his feelings of duty and responsibility, as well as guilt).

WIND: I imagine his Mindspace would be a boat floating / sailing across endless seas. Occasionally, an island passes by, which represents a series of memories. You can tell his emotions by the way the wind blows.

TWILIGHT: His mindspace would be Ordon village, specifically the different pastures and enclosures. The area would be permeated by floating shadows, which house his memories, and shadows represent people he lost or people he misses.

LEGEND: …I hate myself for this, but koholint is perfect. His memories would be housed in different cracks / breaks in reality, but inside his mind space Legend has no idea anything is wrong, and he can relax. He also has a vivid mental image of people like Marin.

HYRULE: His mind space is hard to narrow down, but I like to think of it as a series of endless paths and clearings that stretch out forever. His memories would be stored in various caves, in glowing rocks or crystals.

WARRIORS: I have no idea, I’m taking suggestions :)

WILD: I like to imagine his mind is slightly broken or fragmented; you could be in his house at hateno one minute, and walk through a doorway and find yourself in the shrine of ressurection. I like to imagine that, by walking through a random doorway or path, you could find yourself inside one of Wild’s memories that he unlocked on his journey.

#Linked universe #lu au #lu sky #lu four #lu time #lu wind #lu twilight #lu legend #lu hyrule #lu warriors #lu wild

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coyotes-rules-of-change · 2 years

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Possession isn't easy. The act requires strong emotion to fuel the take-over. At long last, I was able to achieve the difficult feat in an old run-down gym in my former neighborhood. I watched them take my gym in what was now deemed the "undesirable" part of town and gentrify it into a new, exclusive "workout spa". A rage was brewing inside me after several years now of silently witnessing the rich pretentiousness, white grievance and pervasive sexism constantly inhabiting the locker room. I snapped when overheard three trust-fund bros recount their most recent homophobic hate crime from the night before. That swell of emotion was what I needed to take over one of these bastards and flex my phantasmic powers.

Fueled by rage, I rush at the one named Kyle and become lodged inside his body. He doubles over as his consciousness becomes intertwined with mine. His body cracks and shifts as his musculature redistributes from a body that was worked endlessly on upper body bulk to one that was the result of balanced focus on definition with nicely built thighs to support a tight ass. Tattoos bloom on Kyle's skin as he stands back up straighter, taller.

Kyle's bros are shaken by the sudden transformation of their comrade. They are struck by a pang of dread as they see the cocky and hungry look develop across my face as I take full control of my new vessel. One final change catches me off guard—I involuntarily tilt my new head back and moan as pleasure overtakes my new body. My new bros can only stare as my junk fills my jock strap pouch to the brim: dick growing, balls swelling, all while unlocking new levels of sensitivity. My pheramone kicks in, putting the bros in front of me into a trance. They're not going anywhere.

The wave ebbs and I look over Brad and David. It won't be long before I've transformed them into my new gay, sweaty, jock boyfriends who will help me mold this exclusive "fitness spa" into my new harem.

#male transformation #posession #straight to gay

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pi3tros · 11 months

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INTO YOU

summary: jackson has been gone for months, and the worst thing about it was not seeing you. All he wants to do is please you and make you happy but how can he do that when the two of you are countries apart? Finally. The man was off tour and back home. And he wanted to do nothing more but to show you what you were missing for those torturing months.

pairing: idol! jackson x baker! reader established relationship, smut & fluff, reader is a bit black coded ngl

genre: romance

rating: 18+

warnings: groping, grinding, kissing, p in v sex, soft dom jackson, choking, creampie, spanking, slight degradation, little bit of food play with whip cream, hair pulling, overstimulation, daddy kink, raw sex (wrap it up guys), breeding kink, cum play, fingering, m and f receiving, reader is thick asf, size kink, both hands on the screen y’all PLS 😭, he is a freak like the dirty talk is jaw dropping, bros pwussy whipped, jackson is 8 inches 😝😝😝

Jackson drove quickly down the street, the moon out and street lights flickering on. He gripped on the steering wheel, rings digging into the expensive leather. When he said he needed to see you that was a understatement, the man was literally going insane with the thought of seeing you again. Jackson needed to breath the same air as you again, touch you, look at you.

When he got the call from his manager that the concerts have been cancelled due to the stadium having issues and he was on break for a month, he had never been happier.

Pulling into the driveway seeing your Porsche in the driveway that he had bought you for your birthday, looking through the house seeing that the living room and kitchen lights where on. He rushed out of the car grabbing his luggage, not even bothering to lock the car as he power walked to the door. With shaky hands taking out his keys, unlocking the door carefully. Rolling his suitcase onto the clean floors, leaving it by the door.

Rnb played in the background, the smell of honey and treats filling his nose. He sighed, feeling rather emotional as he took off his coat. He could hear you humming in the background as pans slapped against the marble countertops, it smelt like cookies and your vanilla perfume.

Walking inside the house, being met with your side profile as you cut up the bars of chocolate. Curls put in a ponytail and you were still in clothing rather than pajamas. Tight jeans that fit every single curve of your body, hugged the thickness of your thighs and behind. Then a new sweater that was tight as well, pastel pink and had a low cut showing your white Lacey bra that held your plump tits so well.

He felt like he could bust in his pants right there and then.

Looking up from the cutting board with wide eyes, not expecting to see your fiancé back home so soon. You weren’t complaining tho. The corners of your plush lips turned upward, smiling brightly. “Baby, missed you so much!” You sat down the knife, basically skipping towards him.

He yanked you towards him, muscular arms trapping you in a tight hug squeezing the air out of your body. His nose pressed against the side of your neck inhaling the vanilla perfume that he had missed so much. His right hand trailing down to your behind groping you as his fingers dug into the material.

“Missed you,” smooch “so,” smooch “much.” He kissed every part of your face to your neck, making you laugh from the ticklish sensation on his lips. You had him wrapped around your finger unknowingly. “You don’t even know girl,” he muttered, slamming his lips against yours. Large palm slapping against your ass making you gasp, taking the chance the slip his tongue in your mouth.

You tasted like chocolate and whipped cream, leaving him wanting more and more of your sweetness with ever gasp of your mouth. He made you dizzy, from his hands running up your body to his tongue gliding against the inside of your mouth. Stumbling backwards as his heavy weight pressed against you.

The oven dinged, you pulled your head back making him whine. Already missing the taste of your lips as you rushed towards the oven, grabbing the glove pulling out the pan, then the other. Thanks to Jackson’s wealth you had a luxurious kitchen, atleast 4 ovens for you to cook and bake freely.

Wiping the spit that trickled down his chin with his Dior shirt, following you like a puppy as he watched you press your finger against the hot sugar cookies making sure they where the right temperature. Then bending down picking them with a toothpick making a small opening for inside the cookies. Grabbing whip cream filling the cookies up.

Jackson cursed himself for having a dirty mind, waiting patiently for you to be done. Watching you as you put some of the home made whip cream in your mouth tasting it. “Don’t do that,” he said looking at you with a dazed expression.

“Do what?” You raised a eyebrow, filling your mouth up with more of the whip cream. Some of it dripping down onto your chest. He groaned shaking his head at that, growing a even harder through his sweatpants. Jackson was really trying his best to be a good man and let you finish whatever you were doing so after he could make you forget your own name. But that plan wasn’t going to last with your behavior.

His pointer finger trailed up your chest collecting the whip cream, then shoving his finger in your mouth. “Stop that.” He scolded you, feeling your tongue swirl around the tip of his fingers. At this point in time he was painfully hard, he could feel the pre cum leaning down his girth. Cock throbbing like a heartbeat. It was that bad.

“Your the one who put your finger in my mouth.” You sassed back as his finger slipped out of your mouth, earning a harsh slap on your behind. Giving him a look as you turned back towards the cookies. The counter was quite messy, all your packaging and ingredients displayed everywhere. Grabbing the plastic bags that had your bakery name on them.

Carefully putting the cookies inside humming to the summer walker song in the background. Feeling your fiancé hover on you once again, the taller man pressing into you as he watched you do what you do. Eyes not focused on the cookies tho, more on his crotch pressed in between your cheeks.

He let out a sigh, hips moving slowly as he got a tiny bit of relief from grinding against you. His large hand sliding under your sweater resting on your belly. “Jackson stop, tryna’ focus.” You whined, feeling your panties get sticky from arousal as he bucked against you. Trying to act unbothered even tho you met some of his thrusts.

“Take a break then baby,” he muttered, gently tilting your head to the side trailing wet kisses down your neck. Sucking and biting down leaving dark hickeys on some spots.

“But I have to have these done by the morning,” you let out a moan at the end feeling his hand squeeze your tit under your bra. His thumb rubbing slow circles against your nipple. He twitched against you, the sound music to his ears.

“I’ll do it for you.” He kissed your temple, turning you around in a swift motion. Grabbing the back of your thighs lifting you up easily. He gripped your thighs heading upstairs quickly, your stomach bubbling with anticipation. Opening your bedroom door that was clean as always.

He threw you on the bed, gasping as he yanked you back down by your ankles. Unzipping your jeans grabbing both sides pulling the material down your legs, undressing you himself. The man didn’t want you to lift a finger. He took off your sweater as well, hands slowly running down your side.

“Pretty,” he muttered, eyeing the matching lingerie set he got you before he left. Carefully taking off your panties, all of his movements slow and sensual. Grabbing your thighs spreading your legs. He let out a shaky sigh, thumb trailing down your cunt. Bringing his thumb to his mouth sucking on it lightly.

“So wet, all for me?” He raised a eyebrow looking at you, pressing against your clit rubbing slow and harsh circles. Your legs snapping close but he opened them back up immediately, he smiled at that. Laughing at you tauntingly as you where already dazed out from his simple movements.

“Uh-huhhhh,” you let out a yelp as he stuffed his two fingers in your hole, thick and long filling you up just right. Fingers pumping in and out harshly, his other hand keeping a strong hold on your thigh so you didn’t snap it shut once again. You felt your soul leave your body for a second, eyes rolling back as his fingers curled inside of you.

It’s been months, and you where so damn sensitive. Everything seemed 10x better since you was touch deprived, vibrator and your own fingers not doing as good as him. He had a wicked smile on his face, hand removing from your thigh pressing down onto your stomach to keep you down from bucking up. “You gotta’ stop movin’ so much babe.” He teased, keeping you in place as his finger’s relentlessly moved in and out.

Your arousal trailed down your butt to the sheets, the room loud with your moans and sound of your wet cunt. Legs shaking violently as he collected spit, spitting down onto your pussy watching it trail down. “J-jackson s-slow downnn t’ much!” You whined grabbing his wrist trying to get him to slow down, he slapped your hand away.

“Uh-uh sweetheart.” He grabbed both of your wrist with his free hand, tightly wrapping his fingers around leaning forward as your thighs rested against his. Placing your hands on the bed, he huffed curling his fingers once again. Bullying your walls, thumb working as well.

He groaned, eyeing the soaked bedsheets. “Your so wet, damn.” Watching as your hole squeezed his fingers as he pumped them inside you, taking them out replacing them with his tongue. His nose pressing into your clit, back arching as you let out loud moan that bounced against the walls.

Thighs squeezing his head as he leaned forward, your thighs pressing against your own stomach as his tongue curled pumping in and out. “Mmph!” You bit against your hand, trying to contain your moans since you were so damn loud the neighbors could probably hear. And with one last curl of his tongue you came hard, cum trailing down your fiancés chin as he licked it all up. Panting as he backed up, standing up again.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you daddy.”

“Good girl.” he gave your cunt a loud slap, untying his sweatpants taking them off. Then his shirt, then finally his boxers. His dick was leaking badly, tip angry and red. Veins extra purple. He was thick and long, curving to the right. Wrapping his hand around his dick hissing, stroking himself slowly.

“Ready?” He asked, giving your belly button a kiss as he pushed you farther down the bed, leaning down as his arms rested in each side of your head. You simply nodded, his lips pressing against your cheek as he lined himself up.

The both of you moaned as he slowly slid himself in, his eyes squeezing shut as he bottomed out. Letting out a grunt as you squeezed him dry. He fit in perfectly, he had been inside you so many times your pussy probably was shaped like him.

Leaning upward spreading your legs farther as he waited for you to adjust from the burning sensation that was painful to be honest. “J-jackson,” you whined, covering your eyes with your arm.

“Right here honey,” he ran his hand up and down your thigh, slowly sliding out then slamming back inside, hips beating against yours. You could barely think straight, his cock curving so nicely inside of you kissing your cervix each time. Mouth in a O shape as you let out the sluttiest moans.

“T-taking me so good sugar, d-doing so mmph good!” He praised, eyes focused on the way he slid in and out inside you. Your moans only hyping him up more, squeezing your waist as he pumped inside of you. Legs shutting close but he yanked them back open. It was to much, he didn’t even give you a second to recollect from your last orgasm.

“Keep these legs open baby,” he groaned loudly, hand sliding up in between your breast grabbing your neck squeezing it. Slowing down his thrusts, body flinching as he slammed into you harder and slower. Back arching further as he took the chance sliding his arm under your back lifting you up, heels digging into the bed as he thrusted into you from a whole different angle.

“O-oh my goshhhhh, w-wait!” You whined loudly, slapping his shouler as the feeling was getting overwhelming, eyes squeezing shut as he pushed his hips upward. Gripping your waist so hard it would probably leave a mark.

“Holy—baby your squeezing me so damn tight right now,” he muttered, hand moving down to your already red cheek. Slapping it harshly leaving a print, tears staining your cheeks as you let out a sob, biting onto his shoulder as he switched the position once again. Your ass in the air as he pressed your head down into the pillow.

“Gonna, fuck, put a baby inside you, stuff you full with my cum. You like that? Like the sound of that sweetheart?” He panted, arching your back as you slammed against him. Hand repeatedly slapping against the skin of your cheeks till it felt raw, grabbing your hair yanking you upward. Shoving his tongue inside of your mouth, sliding his hand down your stomach playing with your clit.

He leaned back, spreading your cheeks wide watching himself slide in and out. “Pussy to good, holy fuck.” You moaned against the pillow as he slowed down, fingers moving quickly as your legs shook. Cumming hard as it slid down his cock, he didn’t stop tho. Loud groans echoing in the room as he continued to hit it from the back so hard his hips turned pink.

“Fuckkkkkk,” he groaned, cumming inside of you. Pumping himself inside letting out a whine from how sensitive he was, panting as he slid out.

Cum dripped down in between your ass, but he was quick to collect it with two fingers. Stuffing it right back inside. “Can’t let anything go to waste sweetheart.”

#kpop #moodboard #bts fic #kpop imagines #kpop smut #ateez smut #jeon jungkoooook #jungkook smut #bts smut #jackson wang #drabble #imagine #euphoria #stray kids fic

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earlofbats · 1 year

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My Idea for a Disco Elysium “mechanic”. Post game, during a new case, If the player completed the “heraldic parrot” quest and chose either the Bang Bang, Funeral or Major Majestic parrot, They will meet one of the three Parrots. (I dont have anything for the Fuckupatoo) You can convince Jean Vicquemare and Ptolemy Pryce to Allow you to keep the parrot and have it join you during your field work If you claim it as your “emotional support Heraldic soulmate“, much to the displeasure and bafflement of Kim. (Despite his objections he does find your love for the parrot very sweet and isn’t actually that upset about it and, with some convincing, willing to even introduce and refer to the parrot as “detective {parrots name}”) Each parrot has it’s own personality and assist abilities that help with checks, unlock unique dialogue options and provide information and insight. Each parrot also allows you to read back any previous conversation you’ve had. Bang Bang Cockatoo (Gang-Gang Cockatoo) at the far back Is named Raphael Ambrosius Costeau. He speaks with a pleasant, posh British accent and has a polite, inquisitive "Watson"-esque personality. He casually refers to the player as "Sir," but uses "Mr. Du Bois" when being stern and "Harrier" when concerned. His main encouragement to the player is to engage in detective work, solve the case, and act responsibly. He offers interesting perspectives on clues and directs the player towards possible new leads. Funeral Cockatoo (Zanda funerea or Yellow Tailed-black Cockatoo) Second to back is named Tequila Sunset. He has a dour and melancholy demeanor and speaks with a soft, monotone "emo or goth" style that sounds generally bored and disinterested. He casually refers to the player as "Mister," but uses "Bro" when being stern or upset, and "Dude" when concerned. His main encouragements are centered around accepting oblivion, informing or speculating on the inevitability of death, and sharing secrets about the pale. He warns the player against taking unnecessary risks and offers insight into the potential outcome of certain actions, informing them if something might lead to harm. Major Majestic Cockatoo (Major Mitchell Cockatoo) In front is named Joopson. He has a flashy and schmoozy personality and speaks like a classic, sleazy "movie star manager." He casually refers to the player as "Harry Baby," but uses "Du Bois Baby" when being stern or manipulative, and "Harry darling" when concerned or upset. His main encouragement is to network, make social connections, boost the player's ego, act flashy, and really take on their role as a superstar. He offers interesting insights into characters' thoughts and actions and gives fashion tips, directing the player to take time and do silly things for the sake of "boosting the ratings."

#harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #disco elysium #kimXharry #kimharry #harrykim #heraldic parrot #tequila sunset #joopson #raphael ambrosius costeau #rapheal #ambrosius #costeau #harrier du bois #harryxkim #harry x kim #fuckupatoo #ptolemaios pryce

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mysterionrisez · 7 months

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idk much to ask about for hcs, but what genre of music do you think each of the main 4 likes (and craig's gang if u wanna)? :D

it took me a bit to get to this bc this question means so much to me you dont understand . ANWAYS

stan: ...very generic answer but like. midwest emo. dad rock. and like.. emo / pop rock too??? he could rock w/ some fall out boy, but not like patd cuz its too theatre kidsy. and OBVIOUSLY the front bottoms and alex g and modern baseball!! if we learned anything in band in china its that he very much treats music like an outlet for his emotions. and on that note he listens to metal too, but mostly when he is mentally at his worse.

kyle: i dont think i could pin him down to one genre, he's a big music guy but stays within the constraints of "music with authenticity but not to the point that it makes him look pathetic". so he's not listening to the front bottoms like stan is because that's just.. TOO raw, and hes caught up in the "lack of music conventions" in stan's music taste (he doesn't know a thing about music theory so he'll get pissed if you ask why). at the same time like kyle would NOT be into overproduced shit you hear on the radio u feel me. he curates his spotify playlist moods well, new wave/folk/indie rock/r&b at his neutral state and hip hop/punk/harder rock when at his other neutral state (pissed off). he doesn't listen to music when he's sad he just sits there in silence with a thousand yard stare

cartman: once again, expected answer, but he's a bubblegum pop girlie, so like britney spears/lady gaga/justin timberlake/beyonce OBVIOUSLY!!! he also likes hyperpop but the types that lean more into the "pop" part than the "hyper" part like charli xcx and carly rae jepsen. he hates listening to anything that isnt fun and stan and kyle dont like anything too fun so every road trip where they pass the aux across the group is a warzone

kenny: quite literally will listen to anything and everything. falls into the industrial pop / electropop scene frequently because he loves that it all sounds very New! he is a very social individual so he's most likely to put on what will get a rise out of his friends, he puts on 100 gecs and nine inch nails everytime he gets the aux because they bitch about it the entire time. its funny. he prefers to have noise on 24/7 and will even listen to pop country if it means unlocking new emotions

butters: will also listen to anything but to a worse degree. kenny has a rationale for what he listens to and why he enjoys it but butters just hears a song and decides its the best thing he's heard in his life. he's well versed in the girlypop scene through cartman but he also thinks that ajr is genuinely #deep. you know those overproduced songs that sound like they'd be in old navy commercials??? yeah. butters would listen to that shit.

but also worth mentioning hes not really a music person like he doesnt have spotify and most of what he listens to is through his friends

craig: just straight up does not listen to music. he doesnt hate it but there is no urge and he is DEEPLY noise sensitive, and a lot of music is unpredictable. more likely to put on a tv show he's already seen 437587354 times if he needs sound in the background.

clyde: college frat bro vibes like hes into really fake diluted edm like chainsmokers and calvin harris kinda bullshit. he is NOT a music guy and just searches "top hits" and listens to whatever spotify spits at him.

tolkien: another will-listen-to-mostly-anything soldier! he's most accustomed to stuff his parents play around him, so a lot of 60s rock, blues, jazz, swing, shit like that. he's a mild-tempered guy with a mild-tempered taste in music, he'll go crazy for a good guitar solo/bassline like jimi hendrix. because of that he's offput by anything too loud or raunchy like kenny's music but he's desperate to fit in with his peers so he makes it work

jimmy: not very notable because i think he has generic music enjoyment however i do think he's one of weird al yankovic's top streamers on spotify. he and kenny team up to create the worst queue at the house party. he's the one tossing in witch doctor and crazy frog

tweek (just for fun): is very scared of lyrical music trying to communicate Themes and Ideas to him so he listens to car crash sfx type a beats just to get the demons out

wendy (also for fun): dykezilla who listens to laufey and phoebe bridgers and beabadoobee. what can i say.

#asks #THANK YOU ANON............. I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MUSIC

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ladyspottedray · 11 months

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BRO YOUR WANDERYNE PRISON MEME ART IS [chef's kiss] sublimeeeeeeeee

katheryne would *totally* freak out bless her lil mechanical heart ("i'm going to lose my job at the guild" / i'm officially a criminal" / "oh my god i hate these emotions" / "AAAAAAAA <error>") whilst the wanderer is just sitting there like yknow it's good you're testing out these new emotions but can you like, calm down please, it's irritating

New emotion unlocked: MURDEROUS RAGE!

#my art #wanderyne #answering asks #genshin impact #thank you for the compliment! I'm glad you enjoy my silly doodles of these two!!#wanderer is attempting to comfort her with his accessory comment. he is just really not good at it. or at reading the room #nahida #wanderer #katheryne

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polyamorouspunk · 7 months

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Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Was out with mountain boy last night and 1. I learned how to say ‘i love you’ in latin (te amo) and 2. Very much questioning the whole arospec thing because of this boy. Cause for the first time in my *life* the feelings have lasted more than 2 weeks. Its been 2 months. HOLY SHIT IVE BEEN DATING MOUNTAIN BOY FOR 2 MONTHS

But yeah. And also like. As of last night its like *new feeling unlocked* like I’ve had butterflies but I’ve never had butterflies to the degree that Im *still* having butterflies over something 24 HOURS later. And like. That could also just be from being in the middle of a flare that my emotions just are not regulating correctly but like. I feel like I just unlocked emotions 2.0. So maybe I am the actual rare case of ‘you just haven’t been with the right guy yet’ which is infuriating but also I *like* these feelings

But also on the whole chronic illness front - WE FUCKING HATE IT HERE and Im downing ibuprofen like its candy (that is a joke for those that need told). So if my brain could just stop having the 404 error causing both thinking and motor skill problems atm that would be great

Uuhhhhh OH! And therapy is now once a month instead of every other week so I guess thats a plus

Those are my life updates bro how are you?? I miss chatting with you I feel like I never have time to be on here anymore

*answers like a week later* whaaaat I always have time to chat haha 😅😅

Well I’m glad you feel that way! I know personally I can only feel that way with people I’ve met irl even if it’s just meeting them once. I love that feeling though, I’m always chasing that high.

It’s been two months 😭 where has the time gone

I love my best friend to pieces but hanging out with her and her husband was soooo. For someone who’s “autistic and touch-adverse” homegirl SURE did a 180 on that. Third wheel for a week straight 😐 I support her not conforming to social norms even when it’s embarrassed me in the past but like. Boundaries. When you are with someone else. I always made sure that I was never super PDA or hung up on my ex when we were dating because I never wanted to make someone feel like a third wheel and uh. Yeah that’s why.

I just started my meds back up, I’m back on Prozac after my hiatus from taking meds. It reached the point where I’m like “okay yeah maybe my meds were doing SOMETHING even if they weren’t WORKING exactly so MAYBE I should go back on them and be a LITTLE less crazy”. I intend on starting therapy back up. I have free therapy through work, probably Better Help, but it’s probably better than nothing. I already know my data’s on the dark web from all the times my bank account has been hacked so I don’t need to worry about them selling my personal info 😅

I was planning on graduating this semester but that’s not happening :) so next semester it is.

My mom wants to come back up next summer and my best friend and I have been trying to plan matching tattoos and we talked about getting them up there where I got them last time so maybe I’ll see you then! Sick New World already sold out so I guess that plan is a bust 😅

#punk gets mail

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