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youredreamingofroo · 2 months

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something I will continue to dread as I near getting into/back into storytelling in the sims is making poses in game, because I fucking SUCK at imagining scenes, I mean, I *can* imagine them, but I picture them 10x more animated (like moving and shit not still frames), so trying to imagine a scene frame by frame with the dialogue I want is incredibly difficult, something I never really mentioned about my previous storytelling posts is I almost never have it planned out at least fully, like I'll have a *concept* and then just grow around that, and often times I add stuff I didn't even consider adding, like in the Vday post, everything except for the "happy valentines day""I love you / even if it's wrong" and Fading back and forth to the covered pics of Malcolm was pretty much 'improv'ed- aka just made up after taking a bunch of screenshots- So with that being said, I feel like my personal confidence in making these story posts is rlly gonna drop 😭 like I can do poses in blender with a scene with the impression/idea that it'll be done in blender and not moved to TS4, but for some reason the idea of making my poses and then having to move them into TS4 is so dreadful.... cause like- what if it doesn't look good with the scene/furniture in game, I can't really just keep jumping in and out of TS4 and blender to fix it- I know some, if not most, people will say to just import the furniture in so I can pose it better, but going back to the beginning, I don't plan these scenes ahead of time mostly, I usually do that AFTER I get poses and/or the idea of what I want the scene and stuff to look like, I mean- sure, with an idea of what I want the scene to look like should make it easier, but it does not AT ALL, because I usually end up almost completely changing what I intended the room/scene to look and feel like- Going back to Vday, the Alexander prep post rooms looked completely different in my mind (albeit they did have one thing in common; minimalist, rich-ish looking, and lots of black), but I ended up going back on my idea and didn't make it look near what I was thinking of ☠️

Storytelling becomes progressively more and more difficult as time goes on is what I'm realizing LMFAO

#if any pose makers / storytellers who make their own poses have any tips lmk thank you 🫶#perhaps it will be a couple weeks before the first installment of we're all sick will be out...#i just feel bad for making people wait this long #i rlly need to stop pressuring myself like this- if mfers cant wait then boohoo-#they dont get the sweet prize of being patient and getting to see WAS posts #although saying this is easier than feeling like this...#anywho what a chatty ass post from me at 4:30 AM #yapping #a fitting tag LMAOO

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listen-to-the-inner-walrus · 10 months

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so theres a lot of posts going round about the titanic wreck and the missing submarines; all of them that ive seen have made very good points about how shoddy the submersible seemed to be and how the company decided to wait eight hours before reporting it, and how this is a play stupid games, win stupid prizes for the ultra-wealthy who paid like 250grand a ticket for this thing.

but what i havent seen any posts about is how the titanic wreck is a gravesite and this tourism is disturbing the graves of over 1500 people.

sometimes its kinda hard to remember that those on the titanic were real people; it was over a century ago, the story has been romanticised in so many ways (like the movie), theres conspiracies theories galore that cloud everything with misinformation, but at the end of the day, those who died were real people.

do you want their names? heres a list of them; its a long read. and for fun, heres another site where you can see photos of the children and babies who died aboard.

their bodies are long gone and their lives long forgotten. all we have to remember them and honour them is the wreck itself. its all we have of them and it is their gravesite. its their tombstone.

caitlin doughty/ask a morticians video on the great lakes discusses the topic well, and why we should leave these shipwrecks alone because again, they are the gravesites of all the souls who died aboard those ships. we rarely have bodies to recover so we really are left just with the wreck.

and what really upsets me about titanic tourism is how the majority of those who died that night were not the ultra-wealthy rich folks you might picture when you think of ocean liners.

61% of the first class passengers survived

42% of the second class passengers survived

24% of the third class passengers survived

24% of the crew survived **

the majority of those who died that night were regular folk; not to be cliche, but they were just like us. titanics wreck is not only a gravesite for over 1500 people, its also a majority working class gravesite.

and look at us now. look at what were doing. the ultra-wealthy can pay the equivalent of peanuts to them to disturb a mass gravesite of the exact kind of people they exploit today to hold onto all their wealth.

its easy to point and laugh at these dumb idiots in their playstation controller submarine, seemingly held together with super glue and duct tape, but its also important to remember that what they were doing was simply disturbing a gravesite for fun. though the company does research, these guys werent down there to conduct research, they were there so they could brag about it to their friends. its like “climbing mount everest” while your sherpa does all the work.

if you cant tell, i have a lot of feelings about this. shipwrecks and ocean liners are one of my special interests and im currently building a (beginner’s) model of the titanic, for fucks sake. but i would never go down to see that wreck because its a fucking gravesite and we should not be disturbing their final resting place.

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pierregazly · 2 months

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always the prize, always the winner ꨄ logan sargeant smau

logan sargeant x pop star!reader

in which logan is actually pretty okay with being known as the biggest pop star in the world's arm candy. who would complain about that, really?

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yourusername back doing what i do best!! (watching this handsome man get asked solely about me in interviews and then singing songs about it) (ps i love you) (pps yes that is a song)

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logansargeant why are you so obsessed with me?

logansargeant im not complaining btw cause like... never stop?

logansargeant but also pps cant wait to hear it 🤍

yourusername just for this attitude you're the LAST to hear it now (handsome)

username still never gonna understand how LOGAN SARGEANT bagged ms ma'am but okay! 🤭

username a couple mutually obsessed with each other? (gag) (obsessed)

oscarpiastri i get asked questions about you too?

yourusername yes and your one word answers are SO riveting.

username why is no one talking about the SONG??? PS I LOVE YOU???? im going to throw up

username it's going to be the most disgustingly loving obsessive song ever and it's all about this american MAN

username never seen a man luckier than logan sargeant

logansargeant has posted a story

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yourusername nothing makes me happier than running into you in the most random of places. always there when i need you most 🫶🏻

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logansargeant i would meet you in the middle of a croc swamp if i had to

logansargeant not a snake pit though, you're on your own for that one kid

yourusername you're on your own kid... what a song title 🤭

alex_albon we have a race next week??? in australia??? why are you in america

logansargeant 🤫

username god these two make me sick!!! (affectionate)

username if they ever break up... imagine the album ugh. i need it

username maybe let's not wish a breakup on anyone??? especially these two?? wtf

lilymhe begging u to release the songs even if they're about logan

yourusername they're actually about you?? 🫶🏻

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ynupdates during an interview before the melbourne gp this weekend, logan gushed about finally getting to see yn after a few weeks apart, and when asked if she'd be attending any of the upcoming gp's all he did was smile and say 'she could be here right now, but i'm not going to be the one to expose her?' - so, if anyone is at the melbourne gp be sure to keep your eyes out!

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username oh he SO flew to san fran so she wouldn't have to fly to australia alone.. king energy??

username i know he always says he's the winner but that man would walk through hell for her so idk

username omg omg im gonna be at the gp this weekend!!! i'll keep an extra eye on everything and anything william's

username imagine going to a FORMULA 1 RACE and running into THEE pop star yn

username logan it's your weekend to get some points!!! impress your gf, be the prize and the winner for once!! (at least get points)

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logansargeant not you posting my garage but not even coming to see me??? hell is a place on earth and it's where i am right now

yourusername literally my words every time im away from you??? go win points love u my handsome lil eagle man <333

logansargeant gross <3

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logansargeant LFGGGGG!! first points of the year, and a 5th place finish at the melbourne gp!! let's go up from here!! honoured to have had my best friend here, always gonna be a winner when you're involved angel 💗

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yourusername literally wreck my plans, THAT'S my man

yourusername so fricken proud of you handsome!!! knew calling you my lil eagle man would win you some points

yourusername love you so much pls

logansargeant love you more pretty <3

williamsracing that's OUR shared comfort american man. it's all up from here!

username LFGGGG

username RAH RAH WTF IS A KM 🦅

username 🦅🦅🦅

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yourusername in honour of my boyfriend, my new album 'lover' will be out 24.03.14 - an ode to the man who has shown me how you can be a prize and a winner all in one. logan, i love you more than anything. always.

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logansargeant and to think i always said it was a joke when i asked you to write an album for me.

logansargeant i love you to the moon and back, i know i've heard every song but i can't wait to hear it again. you're the best ever

yourusername god. i'm so lucky to be known as yours lo 💗

oscarpiastri if anyone asks me about this. one word answers only. riveting.

yourusername riveting?

oscarpiastri riveting.

username I KNEW IT

username THERE WAS WAY TOO MANY REFS TO NEW SONGS

username god this is gonna make me feel so single. i literally can't wait.

ynnation love songs for the ages, we know it. an icon, and congrats to logan for getting his first points of the year!!

username this is SO for all the logan haters, ain't none of y'all ever gonna make our girl feel the way he does!!!

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this was so self-indulgent bc i haven't written in forever but im going through a logan phase. i hope you all love it 💗 i also lost my tag list so pls enjoy regardless ily

#logan sargeant #logan sargeant x reader #logan sargeant imagine #f1 x reader #f1 smau #f1 imagine #logan sargeant smau #smau #f1 #william's racing #my smau #logan sargeant fluff #f1 fluff

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lotus-pear · 4 months

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YAAAAAYYYY ITS FINALLY HERE!!! ty guys sm again for 5k i rly appreciate it <3

rules and guidelines under the cut!

rules and due date (i've never done this before so bear w me ok!!):

-due date will be march 1st! i will accept entries a few days late dw i'm nor ur professor or smth BUT I WOULD RLY PREFER IF U GET IT DONE BY THEN (just dm me if u need more time)

-pls tag ur finished piece under #lotuspear5kdtiys and dont forget to mention my user @lotus-pear! if i neglect to reblog ur piece then pls lmk even though that probably won't happen bc i'll be checking that tag every day for new entries👹

-pls don't trace the art.. i'll be really sad if u do that :(((( if u need help at all w the posing or hands then shoot me an ask or weed ur way into my dms bc ik this is kind of a complicated piece

-anyone can participate!! u don't have to be following me or anything and it's fine if we've never interacted before

-colors and expression are completely flexible and i'd even encourage playing around w it since the final product isn't meant to mimic my style. if u can then pls try to keep the pose relatively similar although i don't mind if it's changed a little bit. whatever is most comfortable to u as the artist.

-if u guys want to see the piece without any shading or rendering then pls dm me, ik it might be easier for some ppl to just see the bare sketch or the lineart w base colors

prizes🤩 (ik this is what u guys are rly after /j):

-alr so ik everybody's all like "well what's in this for me🤨" oh my god if u would just let me explain 😐 i'll be choosing three winners and two honorable mentions amongst all the contestants

-the top three winners get a follow (yea ok kinda sucky but wtv) AND they get to commission a fully rendered piece from me of a single character of their choice for free >:) (i'll discuss the details w the winners in two months)

-the two runner ups will also get a follow from me AND they get to commission a sketch of a single character from me (again, i'll discuss what this entails in further detail when the honorable mentions are selected in two months)

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ermmm yea i think thats it for now i'll come back and edit the post if i feel the need to add anything.. HAVE FUN GUYS I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT U GUYS DO🫶🏼🫶🏼

#lotuspear5kdtiys #lotus draws #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #dazai osamu #osamu dazai

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hazelfoureyes · 2 months

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before i never really interacted with blogs(cuz anxiety and very toxic friends had my tumblr, who ive gotten rid of now) but now i literally interact with every post bc of you, you are god and i will worship you, your smut is poetic af and has my legs SHAKING(.literally.)

i am ON MY KNEES❗

also, alastor and his rivals(vox or lucifer) x reader smut? like i know alastor would be petty asf and have them watch as he fucks the living out of their beloved, im curious, do you have any ideas regarding that?(cuz your ideas are delicious and im hungry for that)

You’ve left me speechless which is quite the accomplishment, Darling. I am just a little goblin! Or like the tooth fairy, but instead of teeth I take praise and instead of money I leave filthy smut 🥺 I am so glad you removed the toxic friends and are interacting more. 💖 you deserve better and your interactions are a joy. Thank you for brightening my day! I am so far away and yet you’ve got me blushing like a fool.

oooh yes okay so! Here’s some ideas 👀

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Energy for me is Lucifer: Here to please. Alastor: Here to win. I imagine Luci brings you to the hotel for Charlie’s Birthday party, already having a precious casual fling once or twice before. All the guests are there, everyone is dancing and drinking and having a good time. Alastor notices how you call him Luci, how Lucifer cant keep his cool when you lean closer to him when you speak. Naturally, Alastor sees an opportunity to fuck with Lucifer so he asks for a dance. He is uncharacteristically sweet and loving, willing to do anything to get under the king of hell’s skin. He changes the music to something slow, holding you close he whispers in your ear during your dance, “How can any man maintain composure around you? I feel my manners slipping through my fingers every time you look my way.” When you leave the party to cool down, Alastor follows, finding you in an empty room trying to decompress. “Would you hate me if I kissed you? Be forewarned, once I start, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop…”

Lucifer walks in to see you absolutely melting under Alastor, lipstick smeared and face flushed. But Luci adores you, your pleasure is his pleasure and he’s compelled to stay and watch, even as Alastor makes you moan and scream his name. “Who do you belong to, sweetheart?” “Whose cock are you made for?” You’re reduced to incoherent babbling by the time Alastor is finished toying with Lucifer. Lucifer can’t take it anymore and finds himself crawling onto the bed to swallow your moans and shower you in praise.

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I can see Vox bringing his beloved personal assistant to an overlord meeting for note taking, and Alastor notices your glances to him. Vox adores you, and is always on his best behavior around you to impress you. Alastor waits for you outside of Vee Tower that night for a “chance run in”. “What luck! Allow me to buy you a drink, as a welcome to hell.” Charms you as any good southern boy could, and suggests you both go back to your office for privacy. Knowing full well Vox has cameras all over the office, Alastor fucks Vox’s assistant on his desk while maintaining eye contact with the massive collection of screens there. Vox catches sight of this while skimming through the feeds but can’t break away from the video. Alastor keeps your back to the displays while bouncing you on his cock, smirking at Vox the entire time as he leans back on his desk chair. Vox is seething and finally rushes to his office to find Alastor gone and you lying on your back, still out of breath and cum dripping onto the desk.

Vox keeps you, but gets rid of the desk. He can’t let Alastor have the satisfaction of making him lose his prized employee. For weeks after, while zoning out in board meetings, his screen flashes images of Alastor smirking from over your shoulder as you ride him. He’s entirely unaware that it’s happening and everyone is too scared to tell him.

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drchucktingle · 1 year

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congrats bud

WHAT ARE THE CHANCES TO EXIST IN THE FIRST PLACE? not likely ill tell you that but we all beat the odds. so thankful to be here in the cosmic winners circle with you. cant wait to see what you do with your prize CONGRATULATIONS THE OPTIONS ARE ENDLESS

#love is real

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libertyybellls · 3 months

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WINNERS PRIZE !

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pairing; mentor!finnick x victor!reader

summary; tough love turns to rough luck, mentor!finnick cant help but worship you, and victor!reader can’t wait to have him.

contains; SMUT! mdni. minor choking kink idk, oral, f!recieving, penetration, dom!finnick, sub!reader, lmk if i missed anything.

you kiss him, pull him impossibly close to you until you can’t anymore- until your lungs now beg for oxygen- but all you want to do is breath him in. you pull away, and your eyes open, nearly in shock, but more in amusement.

“believe me now?”

it’s the way he purrs if, the way it’s echoing through your ears. it makes it so you can’t answer, you’re not sure you can even think. all you want is the feeling of his lips on yours again- but what you want is wrong.

your aching for him, and where it is, is wrong. so wrong, you shouldn’t have even kissed your mentor- you should feel dirty, ashamed. and he notices your shock. of course he does.

“what’s wrong?” to him your expression is unreadable, and he’s scared. are you going to scream at him? are you going to regret it all? did he overstep? your lips on his again quiets his mind, it soothes him.

you’re pulling him into you, and he thinks he’s in heaven. there’s no better feeling than your fingertips dancing around the back of he neck, your hand grasping onto his shoulder, your soft lips moving against him.

you pull him out of his thoughts, “finnick?”

and he hears his voice when he speaks, he hears his urgency to assist to you and only you in this moment. he could care less about himself. “what is it what’s wrong?” your faces are touching, he’s looking into your eyes as yours are down at his lips, scanning over every feature of his face.

“touch me.” you don’t say where, and you don’t care. you need to feel his hands on you, grabbing at you in desperation.

and that he does, without a moment to spare his hands are mapping you out. his mouth is feverishly back onto yours, a groan being muffled by your mouths on one another.

one of his hands is controlling your movements, resting on the middle of your back. the other only slightly below it, right before the curve of your bottom, his hands are hungry and so is his mouth- devouring you.

your bodies are pressed up against one another, and he squeezes your ass- surprising you. your hips rock forwards onto his and as if in-sync, you both moan out.

he’s tented onto your heat, thin dress making you all the more sensitive. every touch made you squirm, set your skin alight. and he noticed that, it drove him mad. thinking about how delicate you were now, only making him then realize the two of you were still standing.

he hoists you onto his hips, carrying you over to the queen sized bed, and placing you down as if it would break.

“is this okay?” he asks atop you, hand tracing your jawline, dropping at your chin and gently redirecting your face to his. you nod, and he tsks, “don’t go quite on my now sweetheart, need to hear your voice.”

you could cry, all you need is to have his touch on you and you would be fine. “please.”

that wasn’t good enough for him, you can see it on his face. “please what? what is it that you want baby?”

you don’t know what you want, anything. you just want him. “please touch me finnick.” your eyes flutter up to his and he thinks this is the purest picture of eroticism. he placed a soft kiss on to your lips until moving down the straps of your dress to kiss along your shoulders.

you take it upon yourself to disregard the dress from your body. besides the fact you couldn’t stand to be in it any longer, having already done your interview in it, you needed his skin on yours.

he kisses down your body, stopping once he reaches your black panties, matching your dress that is now long gone.

he thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful, your looking down at him. he can see the rise and fall of your chest- your hardened nipples through your bra.

with no warning he pulls the fabric of your underwear aside, placing one kiss on the inside of your thigh, pulling your legs apart, its all so agonizingly slow.

finnick cages himself into you, your legs placed over his shoulders. and finally, his lips and tongue are blissfully on you. his hands hold your hips as you almost squirm away from his touch.

he’s not in a rush, he’s slow, precise, and calculated with what he’s doing. he’s stops his licking to suck onto your swollen clit and looks up at you. your lips puffy, head thrown back, and your gripping the sheets.

he has to resist his urge to pull away from his found heaven between your legs to attack your exposed neck, it’s tempting but he returns to flattening his tongue and striping into your hole.

you’re in a daze, you want to see him, but it all feels too good. “i need you inside of me.” it’s almost a sob, more like a beg.

and he tries not to move too hurriedly, pressing a kiss to your bundle of nerves one more before, rising up. his shirt is over his head and his pants are unbuckled and left to lay around the room in seconds.

you can almost see all of his length through his tented boxers, it’s frightening, exciting, and you’re eager.

his lips are on your neck, your back is arching off of the bed and all you can focus are his arms flexing as he holds himself up above you. “you’re my prize y/n.” one of his hands are playing with the seashell necklace you’ve forgotten to take off.

then his lips move onto yours, you can taste yourself through the kiss, it’s sickening how much you’re enjoying this all. “the sweetest fucking prize. you’re all that i want.” he speaks through kisses, your heart is fluttering- chest warm.

it must be too good to be true, you have the capitols darling above you, telling you how badly he needs you, not just in this moment- but in every other fleeting moment of his life he’s needed you.

you see the stain of pre-cum on his boxers, and it almost makes you feel prideful. prideful that with the very little you’d done to him- it’s driven him to this point. and shortly his boxers are coming off, and he’s looking into your eyes.

he almost gets lost in your eyes, “the most beautiful thing.” his hand is moving up your neck, stopping at the side of it. you blush and look away- his stare is almost undressing you more. if that was possibly, your dress and panties were already out of sight.

he redirects your face again, “look at me.” he’s lining himself up with you, “i want you to look at me when i show you how much you make me feel.” words weren’t his strong suit, but, show you is exactly what he did.

he looks into your eyes for any hint of doubt before he’s intruding you, he sighs out-nearly and you could’ve sworn you saw stars at that beautiful noise alone.

you don’t think you’ll last long and he doesn’t think he will either, you were so tight and he had been hard for so long. he was trying to get the most out of it, not race to the finish line.

once you’ve found a comfortable pace, his hand applies pressure to the side of your neck- now you were certainly seeing stars.

this makes everything feel all the more intense, the way his lustful eyes have not left yours, the way he’s rolling his hips into you, the sounds echoing from your room, his sinful praises.

your so very stimulated, wrapped up in the pleasure of it all your head turns into the pillow as you moan out his name. “fuck, do as you’re told, y/n.” and you do, like putty under his hold you turn to face him again.

“feels’ so good finnick. i want you inside of me” you cry out, and maybe it’s the way you’re moaning his name, maybe it’s the way he’s knowing how good he makes you feel, but he can’t help but think about how it should only ever be him who has you in this position.

all he wants to do after this is protect you, to never let you cry unless it’s in his arms, to only let you get to pent up and angry at him, he wants to be the only person who makes your world go round.

he’s close and you are too, he can’t help but kiss you as he feels himself nearing the edge of it all. you’re clenching around him in a way that makes his head spin, “come with me honey.”

his raspy tone, his pressure on your throat, the knot in your stomach- it’s so perfect, so beautiful.

you reach your climax right after he does- repeating his name like a chant.

“i’ve got you.” if you weren’t so enamored by his voice you wouldn’t have heard it.

once finnick has rolled onto his side, he pulls you ontop of him, kissing your shoulders, fingers kneading into the fat of your waist. your sure you’ve left the bed in ruins, but he doesn’t care.

all finnick cares about now is you, he doesn’t want anything to change, but he wants everything to change all at once.

he wants to tell you he loves you, but he doesn’t want to disturb the ride and fall of your chest. he wants to take you away from all the pain and suffering that will come your way, but he doesn’t want to leave this bed with you just yet.

“i’m sorry.” your words are muffled by his chest. he looks down at you, running a hand through your hair. his brows are furrowed, what could an angel like you ever apologize for? “for yelling at you. it’s not your fault, i was scared.”

he’s quiet, and you look up to face his eyes, you’re scared he’s in regret. that he’s trying to escape this moment, but you see the concern in his eyes, “there will never be a moment where i don’t look out for you ever again.” he wants to swear to you that you’ll never feel a second of pain but he can’t promise that.

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umiena · 4 months

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　　₊　　⟡　　🍮　　honey or spice.

　♡　　˚　　ᵎ　　≋　　welcome 2 umienas new event! This event is different from the others but just as amazing! Deadline is 1st February

　♡　　˚　　ᵎ　　≋　　what is this event? Well, as you know i love lightsum and this event is named after their song lmao! I’ll explain what type of moodboard you have to make! Honey means, cute, sweet, soft, aesthetic moodboards. Spice means, grunge, edgy, hard moodboards! You may choose which one you want to make!

　♡　　˚　　ᵎ　　≋　　how to join! comment joining, tag 1-3 moots in the comments & reblog this post! Your post must have the tag: #umienahoneyorspice or it will not be counted

　　₊　　⟡　　🎀　　prizes!

⁓　　　❛　　❏　　1st place: 80 reblogs, 5 locs, blog shoutout, custom moodboard!

⁓　　　❛　　❏　　2nd place: 50 reblogs, 3 locs & a blog shoutout!

⁓　　　❛　　❏　　3rd place: 30 reblogs, 1 loc & a blog shoutout!

　♡　　˚　　ᵎ　　≋　　note: this is just for fun! I hope you guys like this event and will join cant wait to see your entries! Tags: @y-ujin @y-unjins @baesol @shiolu @dollienini @dovedi @yeritos @ningdoll @c-haein @egorls @h9erin @i-kyujin @boos2bies @s-heon @c-hance @sorenosis @win-k @w-eori @wonk1s @fuckici @od-i @v6mpcat @y0oni3 @iluvrei @ahinsite @isngh0n @y-vna

#umiena #umienahoneyorspice #seeun #stayc #kpop #pink moodboard

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the-modern-typewriter · 1 year

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hello! you’re a wonderful writer and i just cant get enough of your snippets! if you’d be interested would you like to write a snippet of a prince who got captured in a war and is now kept hostage by the rival kingdom’s prince? maybe rival prince could be very nice to his hostage but he could be very teaasing? it would mean the world to me if you’d take a moment to consider this idea. tysm! <3

"You know, I can see why everyone in your kingdom thinks you such a fearsome warrior. Man, those muscles..."

The prince's jaw clenched, even as he felt a treacherous warmth rise to paint his cheeks. He glanced sourly over at his enemy.

The other prince smiled at him, slow and teasing. Cat-like.

For all the prince's size, he felt like a mouse whenever he had to deal with Prince Lorne. The man was a menace. Too smart by all accounts. It was how the protagonist had ended up getting captured in the first place.

"Did you want something?"

"So, so many things," Prince Lorne said, leaning against the door of the baths. His gaze lingered, simmering with the same heat that shimmered and hazed the room around them. "But I came to tell you that your kingdom has agreed to open hostage negotiations."

The prince resisted the urge to swallow. The 'and that couldn't have waited?' died on his tongue. He said nothing.

Prince Lorne tipped his head, oh so curious. "I thought this might please you. You'll be going home."

"At what cost?" It came out raspy.

"We didn't start this fight, gorgeous. I merely finished it."

The prince swallowed. He clenched his jaw, scouring around the room for his towel, blind with - it wasn't quite panic, but certainly a burgeoning sense of utter failure. He was supposed to lead his people to victory, not be the reason that they fell.

And when he got home...

He hadn't expected the council to agree to even discuss his safe return. He'd failed. He was a poor excuse for a warrior, and there was no place for such shame among his family.

Prince Lorne's court was a very different sort of place. It prized all manner of luxuries and fine things that would have been considered a weakness in the protagonist's home.

The massive communal baths, filled with a changing array of oils and scents, designed to ease all manner of aches and pains.

The beds - sinkingly soft, with fluttering gauzy curtains and more pillows than any man could ever reasonably need.

The food. Heavens, the food. The protagonist had never tasted anything like it. In their kingdom, all the meals were hearty and centred around meat. But in Prince Lorne's kingdom...well. He didn't think he'd ever tasted so much sweetness.

Everything about his enemy was like that. Sweet, decadent and enticing. Teasing. Hostage situation aside, he'd been a bewilderingly attentive host.

It should have all been a weakness, to be kind to one's enemies, and indulgent with oneself, and yet...Prince Lorne had won. It went against everything that the protagonist had been taught.

"Of course," Prince Lorne said, after too long had passed without the protagonist saying anything. "I could simply decide to keep you."

The prince's hands curled into fists. The damning heat (he'd blame the baths) rose up his face some more.

The other prince sauntered closer, to the water's edge, unconcerned it seemed with the possibility of being dragged in and drowned. He crouched down, brushing a wet strand of hair away from the protagonist's eyes.

"You're so handsome when you're not all bloodied and bruised up and covered in battlefield filth." The prince's hand caressed down, electric danger, as Lorne pouted. "The waters are healing you well. It suits you - to be pampered and well looked after."

"I'm not. You can't -" With a snarl, the protagonist wrenched his head away. The splash of water he sent over the other prince should have made him look ridiculous, but it didn't. Prince Lorne's teasing smile merely grew. He laughed softly.

"I can do whatever I like with you, gorgeous. You're my hostage."

"There's no point keeping a hostage if you don't give them back, if you don't-"

"-So you do want to go back, then?"

"Of course!"

The lie, the wretched truth of it, of the last weeks, rested on the air between them.

The protagonist looked down. He closed his eyes.

He should not have preferred Prince Lorne's kingdom, being a prisoner, to his own home and freedoms.

"Mm," Prince Lorne said.

The protagonist could feel the weight of his scrutiny.

"Of course I do," the protagonist spat out, as if venom alone might make the words convincing. "This place is ridiculous. You're -"

"-Offering you a way out. If you'd like it. Consider it a part of hostage negotiations."

The prince's eyes snapped open again. His mouth felt very dry.

Lorne reached out, plucking a white fluffy towel from where it rested on the side, and offered it out as blithely as his words.

"You're the hostage," Lorne said. "Think about what you want, then come find me. I'll be talking to your kingdom tomorrow morning, so you have until dinner tonight."

A million questions, feelings, swirled around in the protagonist's head. He took the towel.

"I thought you could do whatever you liked with your hostage," he managed.

"Yes." Lorne stepped back. "And that means I can treat you with all due respect and compassion if I want to, your highness, and you can't stop me."

The protagonist gaped.

"Ah," Lorne said, watching him again for a beat, eyes dark. "You really are just the cutest beneath all that..." He waved a hand. "Lush intimidation."

With that parting, that really should have been offensive but only made the protagonist's stomach give another increasingly treacherous swoop, the other prince sashayed off once more.

The man truly was a menace.

Heavens, but the protagonist didn't want to leave.

#m/m #prince/prince #writing #fantasy #story #creative writing #fic #ficlet #story snippet #writing snippet #writeblr #writing community

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 5 months

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Imagine what Jordan Li is thinking meetin you on campus for the first time:

"Where'd you come from, Angel? Never seen you before. Fuck, I gotta know you."

"God, look so innocent; wanna change that so bad. Mama doesn't even know how gorgeous she is."

"Fuck you got on? Must wanna end up hangin off my dick huh?"

"Y/n.. pretty name to match a pretty girl.."

"Shit, almost caught me starin. Can barely keep my eyes off you. Gotta be more careful."

"Jesus Christ, that ass is fat as fuck. Bet its soft too."

"The fuck is that loser introducin himself to you? Should fuckin kill him for makin you laugh- such a pretty fuckin smile though."

"That's my girl; don't need no asshole walkin you to class. Such a good girl for me already and you dont even know it."

"Mhm, just as smart as you are pretty. Fuckin knew it.."

"Yes! Glad we got multiple classes together. Need to keep a eye on my new girl."

"Hate having to partner up.. Shitshitshit, you walkin my way!"

"Mama's not that shy. Glad we're partners; can't wait to spend some time alone with you."

"There goes that pretty fuckin smile again."

"Fuuuuck, can't believe my dicks this hard just from listening to you talk. Please, please don't notice, princess."

"So quiet now that it's just us in my room. Wonder what you're thinkin..?"

"Standin so close, wanna touch you so bad.."

"Smell so good- wait.. Why you lookin at me like that mama?"

"Holy shit, cant believe you kissin me! Mmmm.. Lips so fuckin soft; taste so good y/n."

"Knew it, ass is plush as fuck.."

"Man, you ain't playin huh? Mama's onna mission. Good girl, sit right on my dick. Perfect.. So perfect for me, feel so good against me."

"Don't wanna - fuck - gonna cum in my damn pants if ya pretty ass don't slow down."

"Not shy, definitely not shy. You're asking to get fucked sweetheart.."

"God damn needy as fuck already, poor baby can't stop beggin for it."

"Needa slow this down.. Don't want it to end before I get my prize."

"So fucking wet, shit.. Mama's drippin down my wrist. Squeezing so tight round my finger like this. Fuck!"

"Impatient little girl, pushing me to lay back so you can take what you want. I'll allow it- this time.."

"See? Told you to let me dig you out with my fingers first; lil pussy's way too fuckin tight."

"Fuck-it's-in! So fucking warm inside, so fuckin warm. Chokin my dick so gooood. Keep fuckin me sweetheart, please dont stop."

"Skin so soft; you're a fuckin goddess. Cant keep my hands off you."

"That's it, take what you want from me y/n cause I can promise you next time ima do the same."

"Oh you wanna play? Don't tease me mama, you don't wanna see what happens next.."

"Fuck, perfect titties I ever seen. So plump, so goddamn soft. Gotta pinch these pretty ass nips."

"Takin this cock like a fuckin champ, honey. Got me leakin in yo shit.. Ohfuck Pleasedontcum, pleasedontcum, pleasedontcum!"

"Sound so pretty baby. Yeah, keep moanin for Daddy. Let em know know who's makin you feel this good."

"So lucky to have you like this honey, thank you. Thank you so fuckin much."

"Thats my fuckin girl, lickin your juices off my hand. Thas it suck Daddy's fingers, show me how you'd suck my dick y/n."

"Gotta nasty lil mouth, know that? Make me cream in this lil pussy way you talkin."

"Shit, pussy milkin me like you bouta cum. Yeeees baby, want that so much! Lemme feel it.."

"Fuck- cant even slide out honey! Cummin already? Mmmm.. Barely even rubbed that puffy lil clit before you came allover my fuckin cock."

"No y/n! Bring that ass-wait.. sit on the edge of the bed? Why, whatchu got up ya sleeve mama?"

"Ooohshit, your mouth feels amazin baby. Just like that y/n, ain't gone take long pretty girl. Got me on edge- fuuuuck, you suckin my dick like you gettin paid honey."

"Love how you lickin the tip. Oh fuck, keep doin that."

"Thas it, massagin my balls just how I like it. Feel that nut buildin mama?"

"You really down there playin with my needy lil kitty already? Pussy soakin wet from deepthroatin Daddy, huh?"

"Got me shakin for you princess. Yeeees, ain't nobody suck dick like my baby. Finna fill those cheeks up.."

"Fuckme, the way you lookin up at me right now- ohshit, can't take that gorgeous smile with a mouth full of my dick!"

"Yeeeees, y/n! I'm cummin! No, no, no, come back here; stay on this dick. You started it so you gone finish it mama. Mmmmmm.."

"Uh uhn, look at me. Good girl.. Ass better not ever be embarrassed for makin Daddy feel good."

"Swallowed without bein told: Good girl."

"Naw, you puttin them clothes back on fa no reason; ain't goin nowhere.. You mine now, Angel.

#jordan li #jordan li x reader #jordan li x you #jordan li x y/n #black reader #all readers #daddy k!nk #smut #dirty talk #inner thoughts #inner monologue #suckin dick #black fanfiction #gen v

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kimis-gloves · 2 months

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warnings: SMUT! alot of smut, like alot. basically anything you might imagine is in this

everything under the cut is NOT for minors!!

max :

- tries to hide his possessiveness but once he learns how much you enjoy how he acts when jealous, he decides that he’ll be a-lot less nonchalant about making sure the paddock knows you belong to him. hell do this by leaving hickeys and bruises all over your body when its just you two alone together, he enjoys seeing the purple and red marks form and grow darker as the hours go by and seeing how your face flushes with embarrassment when people notice them or when they’re visible in pictures.

- SIZEKINK!!!!!! god, max loves how much bigger he is than you, how one of his hands perfectly wraps around your neck with ease. this also means his cock stretches you out so much it leaves you feeling like you’ve been ripped in half. he loves the way your eyes glisten and sparkle as his large and strong figure hovers over you, cock deep in your fucked-out throat. it makes him feel so unbelievably powerful when he can manhandle you as if you were just a doll.

- ^ following that, he absolutely adores the way you cling onto him whether it be while you both are walking around or laid up close together in bed. he loves how little room you take up compared to him and he feels a desire to protect you with all he has. hell wrap you into his arm while holding the back of your head with the other. its moments like these which he feels most genuine with you.

charles:

- will spoil the everliving shit out of you. he loves the way you try to refuse and smile at the gifts and gestures but he knows deep down its more than you could ever ask from him. he loves to show you off as his partner and absolutely worships you as his. he could never look at another person the way he looks at you. nobody could ever compare to your beautiful essence. when he’s with you he feels like he’s won everything there is to win in life, you’re his greatest prize and he would give up the world to make you happy.

- he’s the type to wait until marriage, but oh boy its so unbelievably worth it. you learn throughout your relationship the things that he wants to try and well it doesn’t take too long after your honeymoon for you both to be fucking like rabid rabbits. you’re making frequent trips to your local sex toy shop as he loves the way your body (and his) reacts to new sensations and experiences

- he absolutely fucking loves being dominated. he will beg you for hours to be touched, when you’re away from each other he sends you pictures and videos of himself begging for your help with cumming. he wants to be bitched out until he cries, he wants to be your pathetic cum whore and will do anything to please who he belongs to. he will beg you to sit on his face and let him eat you out until you cant form a coherent sentence, and then proceed to fuck your brains out even more because he loves to watch his cum trickle out of your pussy.

oscar:

- a shy boy, he isn’t very open about how dirty and filthy his thoughts can be as he wants to keep a considerable reputation for himself but the closer you get to him the more you find out how badly he wants you to absolutely ruin his body with pleasure. he’s open to anything and everything. he loves it all, he will never complain about anything you do to him as he sees his purpose is to please you and make you happy. while under no hesitation he will be your bitch, he enjoys corrupting your mind and making you a total mess of yourself. he knows exactly what to say, where to touch, how to fuck, absolutely everything about your body he has memorized as well as he knows how to drive.

- when he feels dominant, he has no intent of holding back. he will fuck the life out of you for 13 hours straight, because 12 isn’t nearly enough for him. he isn’t satisfied until he’s made you cum however many times he feels like it. you being the tease you are, on nights where you wear particular clothes or act in certain ways with the intent of doing this to yourself, you may end up cumming up to 30 times that night, or maybe not even at all. it all depends on his mood and what he thinks you deserve.

- after you experience the wrath of him, he is the most soft and gentle lover towards you. the second you give off an energy or use your safe word, he will stop everything he does and asks what the problem is and what you need in that moment. he will do absolutely anything for you. he would more than happily carry you to a warm and relaxing bath, if you request him to leave he will do just that but otherwise he will be sitting with you, hell offer to gentle wash your body and lovingly scrub & massage your hair with your favourite products. he will cook for you or order whatever food you desire and will do absolutely everything it takes to ensure you’re taken care of and as happy as can be.

lando:

- you never know what to expect from Lando. some days he’s going to cling onto you like your baby and need to be held and kisses every second of the day, but other times he has no problem bending you over any and every surface and taking away every one of your abilities to function. on the days he spends wanting every ounce of your attention, he will genuinely do whatever it takes whether its creeping up behind you while you’re cooking or working. kissing your neck and touching your body in a seductive and teasing manner, or actively pulling you away from whatever task it is you’re doing and fucking you ruthlessly right there and then. he enjoys the way your body reacts to him, its almost as if you both need each other to function.

- one of his favourite things to do during a race weekend is to send you dirty texts throughout the day, whether its during a meeting, in the garage or walking throughout the paddock. he loves the way you instantly will send him either a picture of how much his words affect you, or you try for the entire day to get a moment with him alone to show you how desperately you need him to act on the things he was saying in the texts. he knows your body is his and his only and its so incredibly hot to him how much control he has over you.

- much like max, he also has a sizekink. he just absolutely fucking adores the way he hovers over you, or the way his hands take up most of the surface area of your ass. he loves abusing and stretching out all of your tight holes. it leaves him in absolute shock the way your insides clench around this thick cock, theres no other feeling than that. when he has a hard or bad day, all he can think about is going home and creating a destructive mess out of you. he loathes about the way your body moves on his, the lucrative sounds that come our of your pathetic mouth and how he wants to muffle them either with his thick fingers or his cock.

A/N: AAAAAAA OMG! i hope u guys enjoy these!! i tried so so hard as this is my first time writing content for formula one!! please leave any feedback you desire!!

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imagine-shenanigans · 2 months

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my favorite thing about writers interpretations of johnny and simon being freaks who bully their way into your life is that I love the variety in it.

Like yes there are some community agreed staples that tend to track regardless, but I love how in character two wildly conflicting points of view are.

Like yes, Simon is absolutely the type of person to wage a psychotic fucking war against his point of interest to the point that, despite his uncanny behavior at times, reader can solidly write him off as just kind of a loser until he masterminds his way into being a permanent fixture in their life and they dont realize ever or until the trap is so solidly snared around them that its inescapable. And yes he's ALSO the type to so stubbornly butt his way into that same life just because he decides he can! Theres no convincing of anyone, not even himself, he just walks up, throws you over his shoulder and caveman style calls it his. I like it, its mine, no i dont care.

Whereas Johnny you see the same thing in a different shape- a Soap so willing to keep his prize that he'll bumble his way into your routine like its an accident, all charm and smiles despite the times he gets a little forceful or creepy, but is so patient and willing to get what he wants that he'll play any angle he can to get it. Your best friend? sure! your cool coworker? absolutely! The neighbor who you can rely on day or night in an emergency? on it! And then you also see a Johnny who refuses to wait, refuses to heel, refuses to wait. He'll kiss you sloppy in front of the whole supermarket just so nobody tries anything but his image is so naturally good you cant do SHIT about it. An unrelenting force that will get what he wants and is, while not willing to wait, willing to "clear the way" for you. Almost like he's fine running ahead because youll get there eventually on rhe railroads he's putting down.

i just think its neat watching people play jn the sandbox with them

#cod #mod strawberry #not an imagine #soap cod #ghost cod

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themisimagines · 9 months

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prompt: person a and person b are playing a video game, but person a is taking it more seriously than person b... content: you and luke are trying to play a video game together but instead of taking it seriously, you decide to play a game with him instead characters: luke x reader

‘No, no!’ Luke cries as the screen fades to black and the ominous words Game Over scroll across. You growl in frustration as well, throwing your controller down onto the couch.

It’s a lazy Sunday morning, and you’re both barely out of your pyjamas. Luke is not wearing a shirt, just a pair of sweatpants that you can see the outline of his dick through, and you’re wearing his missing shirt, with just underwear and nothing else underneath. You both are so close to finishing this boss fight, but somehow you can’t sync up, and more than once you’ve been clobbered on the head by the boss, mostly relying on Luke carrying you through the whole game. Now it seems like you can’t just coast along anymore.

‘Maybe we should take a break,’ you suggest. ‘We’ve been playing for nearly two hours.’

‘But we’re so close!’ Luke pleads with you. You can’t resist his puppy dog eyes, so you sigh and pick up your controller, only to be met by defeat yet again, even faster than before.

You decide to take a break, but Luke goes on, his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth as he tries to manage two controllers. You have to admit, he’s doing an admirably better job than you have been this entire time.

You watch him play, but slowly get bored.

‘Luke…’ You say. ‘I’m bored.’

‘Mhmm.’ He’s too focused to really pay attention to what you’re saying.

‘Luke!’

‘Yes babe?’ He says, eyes still glued to the screen. The boss has only half a bar of health left. An idea flashes through your head as you crawl towards him on the sofa.

‘I’m almost done — wait, wait wait. What are you doing?’ Luke says, pausing the game and looking down at you with wide eyes.

You’re in-between his legs, and have already swiftly undone the knot on his sweatpants.

‘You’re playing a game, and I wanted to play my own game,’ you smile innocently at him.

‘Babe, if you wanted to play that kind of game, you only had to say…’ He’s about to put down his controller and swoop you up, but you stop him.

‘Nope. I want you to keep playing,’ you tell him. ‘If you win, you’ll get to claim your prize.’

Luke’s pupils have dilated and his mouth has dropped open, face going completely red. He’s about to stammer something, but you pull his trousers down to his ankles quickly to expose his cock.

‘Well?’ You ask. ‘Keep playing.’

He gulps and frantically presses play.

You can hear the battle resume behind you as you take Luke’s cock into your hands and give it a long, slow lick, feeling him harden almost instantly under your touch. Above you, Luke gives a small whimper and you stifle a giggle. You pay extra attention to the underside of his cock, his scent thick in your nostrils, and Luke shifts, trying to concentrate.

When you engulf his cock in your mouth at last, he shudders and lets out a satisfied groan. He fails to dodge, and you can hear the sound of the boss swatting at your characters. You swirl your tongue over the tip of his cock, doing your best to distract him even further, moving your lips up and down his hard length. You are enjoying coaxing all these noises from him, eyes flicked upwards to watch his face twisted in desire, even while he valiantly tries to manage two controllers at once. You speed up your actions, head bobbing up and down in serious concentration, all while Luke groans and writhes, his hips canting gently upwards, hands itching to twine in your hair.

You can tell that the boss fight is coming to a head now, the boss evolved into its final form. Luke’s fingers fly faster, pressing furiously as you try to make him come undone with your mouth. It’s a short-lived battle as Luke tries to keep himself under control.

Then a triumphant noise, as Luke throws down the controllers. You reluctantly slide your mouth off with a loud pop, but when you turn back to see the victory screen, Luke has already pounced on you, hands eagerly moving up towards your chest, mouth hungrily kissing yours despite where it’s just been, cock thrusting urgently against your inner thigh. When his fingers trace your entrance you are already wet, and they slide in easily, curling upwards to find that perfect spot.

‘Time for me to claim my prize?’ He asks hopefully, and you can almost imagine a tail wagging behind him. You nod, and he takes his fingers out of you, putting them into his own mouth to taste your sweet scent. You guide his hips towards yours.

‘Please?’ You ask, core throbbing with the aching need to be filled. Luke slips just the tip of his cock in, hips bobbing shallowly as he hovers over you, watching your expression, grinning at the way you’ve turned into a mewling, whimpering mess, his shirt hiked up over your chest and legs spread wide open for him.

‘You’re so beautiful, babe,’ he whispers, head dipping to give you a kiss, just as he slides his cock all the way inside, and you cry out in pleasure. The carpet is rough against your back when Luke starts to rock his hips in earnest, and his lips suck on your neck as he plunges into you again and again, drawing out moans from you with every thrust.

You sigh into his ear. ’Oh Luke.’

‘I love it when you moan for me, baby. I want to hear you say my name when you come,’ Luke’s cock is pressing up against all the right angles, and you can feel yourself slowly tipping over the edge, tight heat pooling in you.

‘Harder, Luke,’ you beg, and he complies, grunting as he focuses on delivering you as much pleasure as possible.

‘Baby, I’m so close,’ Luke’s voice is a desperate keen as his hips stutter against yours. You can feel his cock throb inside you, close to release. The thought of Luke spilling into you is the image that pushes you over the edge, and you arch your back when you come, and Luke fucks you roughly through your orgasm, thrusting deeply into you one final time as his hot cum floods into you, both of you trembling and riding out your respective waves of satisfaction.

Luke collapses beside you on the carpet, gathering you into his arms and pressing soft kisses into your hair.

‘That was… wow.’

You can hear the blush in his face just from his voice alone. You playfully poke him in the chest. ‘Seems like you don’t need me to finish the rest of the game, hmm?’

‘No!’ Luke protests. ‘I don’t mind carrying you through it.’

‘What can I say? I’m good at providing incentives.’

He begins to tickle you, and you have to fend him off as you try to rush to the bathroom to clean up before the cum leaking out of you destroys the carpet.

#tears of themis #tears of themis smut #tears of themis imagines #tot smut #luke pearce #luke tears of themis #luke tot #tot imagines #tears of themis scenarios #luke x reader #luke pearce smut

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fanficsat12am · 10 months

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dress MC would wear to a gala or ball with the brothers & datables I Leviathan, Satan & Asmodeus

Request from anonymous: What dress would you wear to a gala or ball with the obey me characters?

A/N: Hellew I'm back with another post! Super sorry this one took so long. This one needed a bit of tweaking since I didn't really feel like it captured the brothers enough. On another note, THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 1.1K! THAT'S ABSOLUTELY INSANE LIKE WHAT?! Thanks so much for all the support and I cant wait to see what else I'm able to give you guys :> Once again, bye luvs~~

📜 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃!! 📜 Buy me a coffee? Lucifer & Mammon

Leviathan

- He really likes this one because you apparently look like an anime protagonist who lost hope in the kingdom they once served…he was very specific about which one he was talking about.

- During the ball, his eyes would never leave you, why would he when you look so entrancing? And just like him, as soon as the attendees have a glimpse of you, they are unable to look away, all feeling as if they were mere flies caught in your web.

- He’d get a nosebleed when he first sees you in the dress and expect his face to be absolutely flushed.

“W-would you like me to slip on your feet? I mean!- sweep your feet? Gah! One more time. Will you do me the honor of letting me sweep you off your feet? Nailed it!"

Source: https://bridesandtailor.com/product/custom-black-and-purple-wedding-dress-with-illusion-sleeves-black-wedding-dress-trumpet-black-dress-illusion-back-wedding-dress/

Satan

- You were radiant, Satan seeing you as if you were a mythical being pulled from the pages of a fairytale. Everyone knew you were human, but right now you truly looked as if you were from another world.

- He was transfixed by you, taking your hand softly and guiding you to the middle of the dance floor. He’d lean to your ear and softly whisper words of praise, seemingly unable to hold back his awe.

- By the end of the dance, he would excuse himself for a moment and run to a more hidden spot. Once there, his composure drops, screaming into the night “WHY ARE THEY SO GORGEOUS” and quickly run back inside to you.

"A fair creature such as yourself should not be kept waiting. As long as we've got the chance, I hope you’d grace me with a bit more of your time”

“Cut the act, I heard you outside”

“...Damn it”

Source: https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/H571dba9a08ac4a32a62d83bbd5707e29N/LORIE-Light-Green-Fairy-Prom-Dresses-Appliques-3D-Flowers-Short-Sleeves-Tulle-Evening-Gown-Side-Split.jpg_Q90.jpg_.webp

Asmodeus

- Two goals:

1. All eyes on both of you

2. Look good doing it

- You both decided to match with each other and looked through hundreds of shops to look for the perfect one. You eventually found one you loved but of course, he wants only the best. So he had someone make some "simple" adjustments to the dress that he made sure you approved of as well.

- You can forget about what the ball was actually about cause now you and Asmo are the main event. He’d be parading you around the other guests as if to show them he won and you were the prize. You’d both be getting compliments left and right as well as some underlying jealousy from the other attendees.

“OMG!” he exclaims. You didn't know it was possible but there are literal stars in his eyes.

“Gimme a twirl babe. Yas slay! You're leaving absolutely no crumbs and I’m living for it <;3”

Source: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/d4/51/33/d451333ccc5c0765b04ca4ad8be7582a.jpg

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whenykyk · 4 months

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Fate

Chapter II

Treech tbosas X fem mentor! Reader

The next day at around 10 AM you and Coriolanus stood at the train station waiting for the tributes to arrive. Coriolanus was holding a white Rose and looking deep into thought as he stared at the Rose.

“Are you nevrous?”

“No, I believe i might have some luck with her. The way she sang showed me she’s a performer…they make the best spectacles which means my odds of winning the plinth prize are not too bad.” He said in a nonchalant tone.

You where genuinely shocked to hear your dear friend speak about her as if the only reason she mattered was so he can succeed.

“Well, what about her well being?”

“What about it?” He sounded genuinely confused.

“I- well…it’s just…they are so much more than just spectacles for entertainment Coryo…they’re children just like us. The youngest of them is 12 and the oldest is 18. Imagine if the roles where reversed and your mentor cared only for his success and not for your salvation.”

“They’re district. They’re filth.”

You where shocked to hear your friend, your Coryo, to speak about the districts in such a way. He’s friends with Sejanus and this is how he views districts? How could he possibly be friends with Sejanus who is from a district himself but have these views?. It had you thinking. What if Coryo sees Sejanus as filth? What if it’s all and act? Is this why he lies so much? You where so confused…never did you think this is how Coryo viewed them…maybe even viewed Sejanus…

“They’re here.”

You shifted your attention to the tributes coming out of the trains as Coriolanus went to go look for Lucy Gray. You looked around till you saw him. Treech looked much different in person. His eyes where a bit red and swollen, his face was contorted in a angry look. He helped his district partner get down. The poor girl looked wrecked as tears kept falling from her eyes. Regardless of her crying state and treech’s angry look you approached them.

“Hello!”

Your voice ringed out as the two shifted their attention to you. Treech looked on guard as he stood infront of Lamina.

“I’m (Y/N), your mentor!”

“Whats a mentor?”

“Well…I’m basically suppose to help you win the games.”

His face quickly turned into one of anger and disgust.

“You’re capitol?”

“Yes..”

“I don’t want your help. I dont want anything from you or anyone that has anything to do with this!”

He raised his voice and peacekeepers came over and grabbed and took him away towards a van. You knew he’d be angry but you need him to trust you. You turned your attention to a peacekeeper.

“Excuse me…where is the van taking them?”

“We cant say miss, you should leave. No one is allowed here.”

The peacekeeper walked away. As you looked back at the van you saw one of the tributes try to run away with several peacekeepers hot on his heels. You went closer to see what would happen and before you know it someone grabbed her arm and pulled you with them into the van. You fell onto the metal floor as the person wraps his arm around you pulling you into a corner. You looked up and saw it was Coriolanus who did so. As you where about to say something he put his hand over your mouth as the peacekeepers threw the tribute in the van and closed the doors. Now you where beginning to get scared. You where in a vehicle with 24 people who hate the capitol. You and Coriolanus stood up and you held his arm tightly. Everyone was staring at you and Coriolanus.

“Hi.”

Coriolanus spoke up as went more behind him.

“Whats the matter pretty boy, you two in the wrong cage?”

The district 11 male asked looking dead into Coriolanus eyes.

“No, this cage is delightful.”

The moment those words left Coriolanus mouth the 11 boy came over and held him tightly against the wall of the vehicle. You heard some tributes encourage the boy to hurt Coriolanus and that made your heart race with panic.

“I will kill you right now!”

You couldn’t just stand their as your friend was gettting threatened.

“Stop!”

Your voice rang out as everyone’s attention shifted to you.

“Don’t hurt him please…he- we don’t want any trouble!”

The girl from 4 stood up and creeped towards you.

“Whats stopping us from killing him… and you.”

“I wouldn’t do that if i where you.”

It was Lucy Gray who spoke up this time.

“If you kill either of them they’ll just kill you and your people back home…besides blondie’s my mentor, i might need him.”

“Oh yeah? And why does rainbow over here get a mender? What makes her special?”

“You all get mentors.”

“Why aren’t they here then?”

“Just wasn’t inspired i guess..”

Lucy Gray looked up at Coriolanus with a slight smirk. The district 11 boy let go of Coriolanus and he pulled you towards him. The district 10 boy spoke up.

“Who has the pleasure of being the little lady’s tribute?

“Back off ten.”

You did not expect Treech to say something. The whole time he just stared as the tributes threatened you and Coriolanus and now he wants to say something. Your thought where cut off by the vehicle jerking. Suddenly you fell to the floor along with most tributes. He hit against a firm chest and felt someone hold you. You looked and saw Treech but just as you where about to say something the door flew open and you along with everyone else fell out.

A/N: english isnt my first language y’all so lets not judge too much ALSO i really want ro make a love triangel for treech, you and Coryo lmk.

#coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow #treech x reader #treech tbosas #lucy gray baird #fanfic #lucy gray x coriolanus #treech fanfiction #coriolanus x you #sejanus plinth #sejanus x reader

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