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thedustyleaves · 8 months
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I realised I never put together a compilation post with all the pirate au stuff so here it is!
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amberheardarchive · 13 days
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AMBER HEARD as CHRISTIE in THE INFORMERS (2008)
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marystaceylala · 4 months
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cakexblankett · 2 months
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Character
Larissa Weems
Rating
Red
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I was in trouble. In a lot of trouble.
Every month, the teachers of Nevermore were reunited by the principal to discuss how the lectures were going, if there were students who needed more help, if there were problems with a certain class, things like that. I had my material spread in front of me, trying to see if I needed help with something. I didn't, really, because the class was always active during my lecture, they listened when they had to, they talked when it was their turn to do so.
That day, before the reunion, my class took an exam on the topic tackled in the previous lectures. I had time to do whatever, so I started writing on a piece of paper a poem, the words kept coming and coming on their own accord, and my hand started moving on its own. My eyes shined, and a smile spread across my face. Nobody has to read this, I thought.
That's why, when the reunion finished and I was already in my room, I panicked not finding that piece of paper in the midst of my materials.
I was in trouble.
I was searching for it when I heard the ping! of my smartphone. Anxiously, still trying to remember where the Hell I had put that damned poem, I read the message.
Larissa:
Come to my office, we have a matter to discuss.
09:30 PM
I started sweating, what could possibly want the principal to talk about with me? Unless...
I shook my head, hoping it wasn't as I feared it was.
I closed my room door, and sighed. It was probably something to do with the reunion that we had before, nothing more.
All the way to her office, I fidgeted with my fingers, nervously. Once arrived, I knocked two times.
"Come in."
I gulped, opening the immense door before me.
"Please, do take a seat."
I closed the door and went to take a seat. She was seated on her chair, her hands playing with a piece of paper. Wait, a piece of paper!?
"I think you know why I called you here, don't you?"
My eyes went wide. I started moving my hands in the air, trying to come up with an excuse good enough for that poem.
"I-I... you see, it's not as it may appear to be, just-"
She raised a finger, shushing me.
"I think it's exactly as it appears to be. I mean, you made it very explicit."
I blushed.
The poem was, in fact, a collection of my wet dreams I had of the woman seated in front of me. And of course she had to read it.
"Do you have this... dreams, often?"
"No! Well, I mean... yes, but-"
She smiled, her lips stretching. I was mesmerised. I wanted to see her smile every day.
"You don't have to be all shy, now."
She got up, towering over me. Our height difference made everything she did more exciting. She could just stay still for an hour, it only took for me to look up at her and something would start moving in my chest.
She kneeled in front of me.
"What...?"
Her hands were on my thighs, I felt like they were on fire.
"Why don't you tell me what else you dream about? What do you want me to do to your pretty body?"
I felt a hot feeling in my lower abdomen, and wet in a place I wish she would just touch already. The mix of her low voice and her british accent made her so sensual.
"I-I don't understand..."
"Hm I'm sure you do, little pet."
Pet. I loved when she called me pet names.
"Now, why don't we start by undressing you, hm?"
She slowly started unbuttoning my blouse, biting her lip. I bit my lip to prevent a moan escaping. Just the sight of her kneeled like that, in between my legs, could have made me climax.
My blouse soon found its place on the floor. She licked her lips and looked at me.
"Would you like to be kissed?"
"Why are you asking?"
She shrugged, keeping her eyes on me.
"You didn't write it on your poem. Not once, there was not a single kiss."
She was so cute, asking for my permission. I smiled, getting closer to her.
"I would love for you to kiss me."
She smirked and kissed me. Her lips were soft, and she tasted like wine. She was probably drinking before I came in. Her tongue met mine in a passionate dance. I moaned when I felt her hand cupping my breast. She moved away, interrupting the kiss. She started trailing kisses on my neck, moving lower and lower. I closed my eyes, feeling the softness of her skin on mine.
"Let's get rid of this, shall we?"
She smirked, unclasping my bra. She stared at my chest for some seconds, and I blushed. Being so naked in front of the woman I litteraly loved was embarassing, to say the least.
"You are beautiful, Y/N."
I opened my mouth but she didn't give me time to day anything because she kissed me right away. Her fingers pinched my nipple, playing with it. She licked from my neck to my breast, taking in her mouth my other nipple, sucking it and swirling it with her tongue.
I moaned. She was so good at this, I wondered how many times she did it.
"Get up."
I immediately obeyed. She remained in her kneeling position. Even so, she was tall enough to unzip my jeans. She threw them away with my panties, which were soaked. She made me sit again, making sure I was comfortable.
She licked my vagina, moaning at the taste. I gasped at the sensation of her tongue on my most sensitive part.
"Hm so wet, all for me. Good girl."
I let out a moan at the name. She smirked, looking at me.
"Tell me what you want."
She was enjoying this as much as I was enjoying it, which was a lot.
"Please, I need you to keep doing it."
"Keep doing what, my love?"
Her hands were on my thighs again, spreading them apart.
"Lick me, please."
I pleaded. She hummed in approval, and she immediately started licking and sucking my bundle of nerves. Her grip on my thighs was strong.
"Ah just like that..."
Her eyes were fixed on mine, and at that sight, her face buried in between my legs, with her watching my expressions, I felt a jolt of electricity run in my veins. It didn't take long for me to arrive at my limit.
"Oh I'm so close..."
And then she stopped. I let out a whimper at the loss of contact.
"Wha- why?"
I asked. She giggled, getting up.
"Hush, my love. I want you to make mommy feel good too, don't you want that?"
I nodded.
"Yes, yes! I want mommy to feel good too!"
She smirked, lifting up her dress. She got rid of her panties and came closer.
"Is it ok if I shapeshift?"
I looked at her. Why would she do that?
"But I want to see you as you."
She giggled, cupping my cheek.
"I don't want to change my appearence, just... a certain part of my body."
I looked her inquiringly. She looked down and I followed her gaze. Then it hit me.
"Only if you feel comfortable."
She added. I nodded, eagerly. I was a lesbian, but strangely, the thought of getting penetrated by Larissa didn't disgust me.
"Good little girl."
Soon, she spread my legs and put the tip in. I looked at it, and couldn't fathom how it would ever enter all in me.
"I fear it's too big..."
"Don't worry, I will make sure to make you and I both feel good."
I gulped, feeling it enter me bit by bit. I stang, but Larissa's hand soon found her place on my clitoris, doing circular motions to tone down the pain.
"Hm you feel so good."
She moaned once it was all in. She started moving inside of me slowly, in and out, in and out. Her hand playing with my clitoris.
"You're so tight and warm, you're making mommy feel so good."
Our moans resonated in unison in the office, her movements getting faster and faster.
"Hm you're making me come."
"Please, I'm so close too..."
Her hands were on my sides, slamming into me with loud and lewd noises. Her moans were low and hearing them made me feel stars.
"Come, come with me, love."
It was enough for me to climax. Her legs shook, just like mine did. It washed over me like a riptide, and I could tell Larissa enjoyed it too from the look of pure bliss she had.
She got it out and it inmediately disappeared. She kissed me, with love and passion.
"We could have had this much fun sooner if you would have let me know your feelings."
"Well, now you know."
She hummed, while helping me on my feet.
"Maybe we could see eachother more often."
I smiled, hugging her.
"I would love that."
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louisbxne · 5 months
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AMERICAN PSYCHO (1990) Dir. Mary Harron
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swamp-gremlin · 1 month
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Happy valintines day
Lowkey ripped from a Katy Keene illustration (shhh) I feel like Christie probably really likes valintines day but its kinda ironic because she's super awkward about affection sometimes
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p1325 · 6 months
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Songbird Barbie (1996)
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leeedean · 6 months
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superstar christie and barbie 👯‍♀️
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Happy 64th Birthday to the blonde icon, #Barbie 💕 To celebrate, I created these glam party designs featuring Barbie & her iconic friends #Teresa & #Christie. My fave eras from Barbie are late 90s/early-mid 2000s, so those years served as inspo for these. Which look is your fave? 💜💖💚 For me, Barbie has always been about serving a fantasy…an escape from the real world. I never saw her as a “regular” or “ordinary” girl, & she never needed to be…she’s a fashion doll! She was about unapologetic glamour, luxury, sophistication & high quality designs, but she could also be youthful, edgy & daring when she wanted to be. I would love to see Barbie return to her true essence & unapologetic form someday…where we see the kind of design aesthetic & quality reminiscent of her glory years for e.g, collections like #FashionAvenue, #FashionFever, #MyScene, #TopModel etc. Barbie is an icon, & I want to see her serving looks that reflect that fantasy again, both in playline & collector lines. #BarbieMillicentRoberts #BarbieDoll #Mattel #Barbara #Pink https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpkyb7cMEU6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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steffihdaz · 5 months
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microgeneration · 8 months
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Christie in an outfit from 1992.
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thedustyleaves · 8 months
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Finally finished this beast!! Thank you to everyone who let me borrow their oc's for the background characters (and paintings and playing cards) hehe
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mobilesuitzetagundam · 6 months
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Dead or Alive 4 (2005)
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vampirade · 9 months
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fav 90s barbies!
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purpledragon42 · 7 months
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Christie 55th Anniversary Doll Designer: Bill Greening
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amsukebe · 5 months
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