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bubble-dream-inc · 1 year

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hii! i love ur fics!! can u write something about medical f/reader and her being scared of Ghost and can't look him in the eyes (he makes her really nervous and shy) and Ghost kinda find it amusing:))

an apple a day...

At first, Simon wasn't fazed by the rumors about the cute new head doctor on base; that is, until he realized the effect he had on you - and how fun was it to tease you with it.

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Medic Reader

rbs greatly appreciated!

WC: 1,4K

a/n: hi anon! thank you for this ask, i had a lot of fun writing this <3 bear in mind i used the little medical knowledge from my brief pharmacist student era and i actually have no idea how medical regs work in the army so take these inaccuracies with a grain of salt lmao. thank you my love @chaoskrakenuwu for the beta read <333333

tags: profanity, pure fluff, medical innacuracies, female reader, Simon is a smug little shit.

Ghost was many things, but amongst it all, he silently took pride in being good at reading people.

At first, he didn’t know exactly why he was doing it, and later he’d come to realize it was an amusing game for him, oddly enough, considering Simon Riley was never a man to bask in mundane pleasures.

It started with the rumors around the base about the allegedly cute new head doctor. Simon had been around these men for long enough to grow used to their touch deprived selves thirsting over literally any woman that came close to their general vicinity, so at first the talk didn’t stir his curiosity - it almost never did; he didn’t like to gossip. This changed one morning when he woke up with a killer headache, and unwillingly made way to the infirmary to try and get some painkillers. Gingerly knocking on the door and waiting for the approval of whoever was on the other side - which came in the form of a meek ‘come in’ - he had completely forgotten about the rumors going around until he set foot in the room and instantly came across the new head doctor.

They didn’t do it justice. You weren’t cute, you were a fucking spectacle.

He blinked, seemingly expressionless behind the mask, but he embarrassingly had to admit he might have let his gaze wander more than usual as you looked up from the papers you were looking over, clearly confused as to why you heard your door open but not a word out of the person who came in, and, as you did so, he recognized all the emotions people felt whenever they looked at him for the first time: confusion, shock - be it by his sheer absurd size or the mask - and, lastly, intimidation. It wasn’t unusual, but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t bother a very hidden part of him, the fact he was intimidating such a small and seemingly harmless woman such as yourself. He had half a mind to speak first, but you beat him to it.

“Oh, uh…Hello, er, Lieutenant Ghost? How can I help you?” You clearly fiddled with your fingers as you stared at him with wide eyes, refusing to meet his gaze. Simon was slightly annoyed you already knew who he was - the whispers about him on base weren’t exactly positive, and he wondered what you might have heard.

“Yeah. Got one fuckin’ headache, I need some meds.” He was aware of how much more coarse his already gruff voice sounded, courtesy of the annoying pain and the sour mood he was already in, and took notice of the way the sound of it made your eyes widen even more. Clearing your throat, you mumbled something in agreement, heading to a cabinet near your desk, and he couldn’t help but watch you like a hawk - entranced by how you looked with the clearly frantic tied up hair and the white lab coat moving in tandem with your body. You looked so small compared to him and the thought made him more satisfied than he’d like to admit.

Finally reaching the drawer you were looking for, you searched it around for a bit until grabbing a small blister with four duo colored pills, hastily making your way over to Ghost and handing him the medication. You gave some instruction on how he should take it - once every six hours, if the pain didn’t go away, but not more than three a day - but he barely registered it, too caught up on watching you from above. Deciding to end your torture, he looked over at the blister on his hand and raised it slightly as if it were a toast.

“Cheers. Thanks, doc.”

With that, he left, not going unnoticed how surprised you were at his cordialness.

After that, he unconsciously made a habit out of it, popping into your office for the stupidest of reasons and he wasn’t even sure why; he’d find himself gravitating towards the infirmary, like a lost dog, to the point you updated his file with the recently known information that he had constant headaches - he didn’t. Simon took some sort of sick pleasure from watching you squirm under his gaze, never able to keep his eye contact for long, even more so when you heard his voice, and things took an interesting turn when he realized you probably weren’t intimidated - but flustered instead. It clicked with him one day as he entered your office in casual clothes before heading to the gym and you thought you were being subtle about the way you ogled his arms in the tight black shirt he was wearing. As he was leaving, he subconsciously turned to grip the doorway above him - not by much - to bid you goodbye, and he couldn’t help but to smirk under the mask when your eyes widened and your face visibly reddened at the motion.

So, he decided to test his theory. That day, he didn’t even need to fake a headache to go see you, he actually had gotten injured when helping out with some maintenance, a moment of recklessness giving him a cut on his hand. If it were another circumstance, he would just have taken care of it himself, considering how desensitized he was to pain these days, but for once he had a good reason to bother you, so that’s exactly what he did. Even if his presence made you so shy, this time you couldn’t help but look at him with worry as he entered the infirmary.

“Ghost, you really have to look into those headaches of yours.”

“Not my head this time.”

He showed you the bleeding cut on his hand, and almost chuckled at the way your eyes widened and you got into professional mode, hastily walking around to gather materials he knew all too well - gauze, iodine, all fun stuff. Simon was used to the sting of stitches, but they rarely felt as gentle as you did it, the way he relished on how close you were while fixing his hand, a focused flash in your eyes, not helping his case one bit, even if it was slightly disappointed how all of your shy nature disappeared the moment you had to be professional. He could appreciate how good you were at what you did, though.

Too soon for his liking, you were done, going around mumbling about a specific anti-inflammatory you were going to give him while he admired the neat work on his hand. Still sitting on the infirmary bed, he watched as you realized where the medication was, which just so happened to be on the tallest shelf of the medication cabinet. You sighed, grumbling about the reckless nurse that always messed with the placement of the medications, too caught up in trying to stand on your tiptoes to reach it that you missed Ghost moving right behind you, noticing only when his torso was inches away from your back and he had one hand gingerly touching your waist, the way you shivered not going unnoticed. He indulged in the way you stilled, turning to look at him with a surprised expression, and he almost chuckled at how adorable your eyes looked when wide like that, but, instead, he only looked down at you for a few moments before effortlessly getting the medicine box from the shelf - which was almost at his eye level - and handing it to you, putting minimal distance between your bodies. Mumbling a small ‘thanks’ you averted your eyes from him, visibly gulping while you quickly found the blister inside the box and handed it to him. However, even after taking it from your hands, he made no move to leave, keeping his stare at you while tilting his head lightly to the side.

“Do I make you flustered, Doc?”

You blinked, processing his words before opening and closing your mouth like a fish and looking to the side, breaking eye contact.

“…Yes. I knew you were doing it on purpose…” You mumbled, embarrassed, and he finally chuckled, not a bit ashamed that you caught him red handed.

He was never so glad to be able to read people so well as that day, when he went back to his room leaving behind a bashfully grinning you and the promise to take you out on a real date whenever you’d be free.

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formulapai · 3 months

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Omg for your 300 followers thing can I request Seb? But like can it be redbull Seb, if not thn Seb now is good too

I’ll do “actual” Seb for now, but will do his RB era if it’s requested again !! thank you 🫶

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Seb is always in awe when he watches you do what you love, the pure passion and determination in your eyes makes him fall even more in love with you as he’s full of passion himself.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

I’d say he has two: your hands and your cheeks. He’s a hand holder and proud of it, your hands are his all time favorites to hold. They’re not perfect, skin soft but marked with little scars, bumps and patch of dryness but they fit so perfectly in his. Your cheeks are always victims to his playful pinches and pokes, a playful grin whenever he approaches you to annoy you.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

He LOVES to cuddle in the morning, warm and nestled in your bed as the curtains barely contain the outside light, casting a warm glow on your two bodies. He likes to have you laying your head on his chest as he reads or to have his head on your belly, your fingers carding through his hair.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

He’s a casual kind of guy, he loves a good picnic in a field, under a tree. You’ll prepare the food together the day before and drive to his favorite spot quite early, his hand on your thigh as he drives and soft music playing. Once you’re there, you lay the blanket down as he takes the basket from the backseat and joins you, sitting on the blanket to get all the foods out and on the covered floor. The two of you enjoy the quiet peace, laughter filling the space as you chatter together.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He’s pretty open about his emotions, not scared to be seen as weak or fragile by you. He loves that you let him rant when he needs to, and always does the same for you.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

He’s such a family person, of course he wants one (and realistically, he has one, but for the sake of this, let’s pretend it sadly doesn’t exist). When he wants it is completely up to you as he knows it’s a mutual decision and doesn’t want to pressure you or anything. And if your family ends up being the two of you and a dog, then it’s fine with him.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

He LOVES gifting you flowers. whether it comes from the garden, a field or a shop, he’s always bringing you a bouquet and takes note of what flowers you like. it’s become a habit and he’s pleased to say he never once broke his streak.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

As I previously said, he’s HUGE on hand holding. it makes him feel grounded and he knows it makes you feel secure so it’s a win win situation. your fingers are interlocked and he swings your hands while you walk, a cute sight for his fans.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

He’ll be really calm no matter the injury, not wanting to scare you or to worsen the situation with his stress. if it’s a minor injury, he’ll help you clean the wound and will make sure to check on it the following days, casting a glance at it when you’re not watching to not seem overbearing. if it’s pretty bad, he’ll drive you to the ER and hold your hand as you wait, caressing your hair to calm you down. will do everything the doctor says and will nag you to take your medication.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Not pranks but teasing touches, like pinching your cheeks, slapping your bum, tickling your ribs, anything to hear you indignantly squeak as he runs away laughing.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

He’s such a soft kisser when he wants to be, cradling your face gently as his warm lips fall on yours, tasting your lip balm and smiling as he realizes it’s his favorite one. but he also can be rough and eager, hands grabbing at you and tongue exploring your mouth and leaving you breathless.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Acts of service, all the way !! his life is all about you and making you the happiest, so he tries his hardest to ease your life by doing little things, remembering your passing comments about a craving and cooking it for you, enveloping you in a blanket of you fall asleep on the couch.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

The day he retired. yes, it sounds weird, but the way you supported him all those years and supported him even more when he told the world he wanted to end his career is stuck with him. you waited for him when he said goodbye to his colleagues and friends, when they threw a dinner the a party for him, when he spent his final day in the headquarters. you were always beside him, encouraging him and listening to his concerns about the future and calming him.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Seeing you hurt and not knowing what to do, having to watch from the sidelines as you suffer alone.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

He’s very touchy about his hair, wanting only the best for them, spending money on hair care and not really happy when someone touch them, even you.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

SCHATZ ALL THE WAY !! You’re his treasure, the most precious thing he has, so obviously he’ll call you just that.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Doing domestic things together like washing the dishes or cooking, he loves the proximity and the normality of it all, he feels as if you’ve been by his side his whole life with the way the two of you work perfectly together.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Five thousand nights - Yodelice

Comme des enfants - Coeur de Pirate

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Very open !! you’ll know every little things going through his mind.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Not long, I’d say. At first it was all flirty comments and teasing jokes, and it evolved into dates and late nights talking in the phone.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

He lets you have your space, lets you come to him when you’re ready and won’t pressure you, only coming to you if he sees you actively stressing yourself and not properly taking care of yourself,

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

Is always proud of his career, of course. he reckons that he did some bad things but he’s still proud of his time as a driver. he loves to show you off whenever he goes to ceremonies and events, his hands not leaving you as he greets people he barely knows.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

He’d fight with you, that’s for sure. if he sees you punching someone, he won’t ask the reason and will join you because he fully trusts you to only do this kind of thing if the person deserves it.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

Fully, completely. he knows you probably even more than you know yourself and uses it when you’re feeling upset.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

On a casual date night, a dinner on your terrace while the warm summer sun is slowly setting. he’ll be confident and relaxed as he gets down on his knees, repeating the speech he meticulously prepared for you.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Seeing you asleep when he wakes up. the sun shining on your face as you take slow, deep breaths calms him down and makes him feel at home.

#sebastian vettel fluff #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel imagine #sebastian vettel #f1 fluff #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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Hi! Excuse my anonymity, you’re super cool and I’m super anxious

I’m an artist starting out on tumblr, do you have any advice for getting my work out there to more people?

I understand if you can’t really answer, but you’re one of my favorite Tumblr artists, so i figured I would come here!

Sorry if this caused any inconvenience-

hm... i think my best advice is to be consistent(ish), confident, and to tag accurately!

people tend to respond more to posts where the creator is positive about their own work - in the post body, and in the tags. even if it's something you're not sure you like, Someone will, and they'll be more likely to interact if the work has confidence (fake it till you make it! it) this also does wonders for mental health surrounding your own work - it's been my method for a while and it's not half bad!

with tags, make sure your search tags are within the first 20 (or they won't count) and that they're accurate. people Will get annoyed / report you as spam if you tag, say, a picture of a peach with "grapes" or "will smith". but thorough accurate tagging makes sure your work is in sight of as many people searching for the subject as possible

and another thing that can help is adding on a little "reblogs are appreciated" to the post body (or the first tag, but i'd suggest the post itself so that the phrase sticks with rb-s). it's a nice, non-pushy way of enticing people to reblog - a simple phrase like that can add a little extra delight to reblogging, & it makes rb-ers feel like they've helped out! which, yk. they have!

(and to anyone reading this who doesn't really post & is new to tumblr, reblogs do wonders - they keep tumblr running and creators creating. if you like a post, why not show it by reblogging too? it only takes a second to make someone's day!)

#i hope this helps!#good luck my guy it's a jungle out there #but yes! confidence! CONFIDENCE!!!#if you have none then fake it! force it! eventually it'll rub off and it'll start to become genuine!#just keep going keep creating You Will Get There #and remember! draw for Yourself!#rambles from the bog #also thank you! i feel much like a rat someone fished out of a dumpster to put a little hat on it #and i mean that So Positively #im getting a good grade on tumblr... something possible to want And achieve....

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japrilfools · 6 months

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48 + Japril?

Thank you for the request! For the purposes of this AU, Jackson finds out that April is in the ER sooner than he did in the actual S14 episode. Also, I can’t remember who made the gifset with Japril + Running Up that Hill lyrics, but this was definitely inspired by that!!! So shout out to whoever made it and I’ll try to see if I can find it and rb it again!!!

Song: Running Up that Hill (A Deal with God) by Kate Bush

“And if I could, I’d make a deal with God, and I’d get him to swap our places”

His hands shake as he reaches for her, recoiling as soon as he feels her freezing skin. Panic settles in the pit of his stomach, and he barely hears all of the frantic voices around him. Jackson doesn’t want to let her go, but he also doesn’t know how much longer he can take watching them try to save a corpse.

That’s all she is, isn’t it?

Jackson had been in the pit when they’d brought her in, and somebody had pulled him away from her unmoving body, begging him to not watch. But he couldn’t look away. He couldn’t not be there as she fought for her life.

Even if there isn’t much left of it.

Being in this room isn’t going to do anything to save April, but they’d finally acquiesced when they realized that he refused to leave. He knows that the other doctors are arguing on whether or not to keep going, but he can barely focus on anything other than her pale, ashen face. April was strong. She was good. Something like this shouldn’t be happening to her. He’d do anything for it to be him on the table instead. For it to be him slowly slipping away from the earth. She could last without him, he was pretty sure, but he knows he could never last without April.

And just as he finds himself accepting that he will beg a God he doesn’t believe in, the monitor shows that she has a heartbeat.

Sobs leave him indiscriminately as they continue to work, but all he can think is that she’s alive.

She’s alive.

Send me a number 1-100 + a ship, and I’ll make a drabble corresponding to the number on my spotify wrapped

#answered #my fics #japril #anonymous #thank you for the ask!#japril fic #japril fics

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scrivenger-grimgar · 1 year

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Writing Idea for Scum Villain Self Saving System (SVSSS)

Flight Rising. Flight Rising has so many creatures, items, foods, and features that already have associated lore, they even have drawings and lore entries in the bestiary! The Sornieth Continent could be a separate island from the main plot line locale of SV, with dragons as the resident sentients, and thus driving away any humans interested in colonizing. Imagine raid parties to the island for exotic pets/illegal trade, stealing dragon eggs. Having not only Shen Yuan but all of his siblings as well, be reincarnated as dragons, their eggs being taken and sold off to the highest bidder.

Shen Yuan’s egg is bought by,,, hmmmm, Qiu Jianluo, as a gift for Haitang. not much would be known about these eggs, and since they all looked the same, they were thought to be the same species, but thats not how elemental dragons work.

The Shen siblings are from different parents of the same clan from the wind flight, meaning their eggs look the same and they all have pale green eyes, but they are not all the same breed.

Shen Da-ge, lets call him Fángshǒu (defender/protector), would be an Obelisk dragon; strong and sturdy, but also majestic in a rugged and earthy way. He became an Obelisk due to his desire to protect and provide for his siblings, but not in a way that would tie them down and make them miserable. Fangshou’s egg is bought by a curious Tianlang-Jun, who is baffled after eagerly awaiting the egg to hatch, when a tiny lion-like demon-beast-creature immediately demands to be returned to his siblings. Thus starts the long and epic tale of two idiots being dragged around the continent by a baby dragon. Oh, and Su Xiyan shows up sometimes.

Shen Er-ge, Lǒumìng (cherish/embrace life), is a Ridgeback dragon, cunning and clever, and possessing a crafty nature that gave their parents many headaches via Rube Goldberg machines. They are a perfect match for the Ridgeback with their tinkering and experimenting. Louming’s egg is bought by a Huanhua palace disciple and gifted to the old palace master, who promptly discards the egg in one of the many palace courtyards. When they hatch, Louming is disgruntled and irritated, being kept in a cage and not allowed to walk around, until they are discovered and befriended by Su Xiyan. Hating how he and Su Xiyan are being pushed and pulled around by dumb old people, Louming eventually breaks out and vows to kill the old palace master for very obviously lusting after and manipulating Su Xiyan, and likely many others.

Shen San-ge, our beloved Ānyuán (calm/quiet, wall), is an Imperial dragon. Not social but not distant, obsessive, passionate, and slightly perfectionist, Yuan is perfectly fit to be an Imperial dragon. His egg is bought as a present for Qiu Haitang, by Qiu Jianluo, who thinks this is an excellent decision. They are particularly unfortunate, however, as Yuan doesn’t care if he’s in Xianxia Land, child abuse isn’t fucking happening under his watch; and with how large he will grow to be, he’ll also have the ability to do something about it. If he happens to adopt a new didi for the family, well... Meimei’s always wanted a younger brother. If that happens to be the former slave Little Nine, well... little nine no longer exists. Yuan only knows Shen Jiū (turtledove).

Finally Shen Meimei, Yúkuài (cheerful/happiness) is a Wildclaw. Fierce and viscous, she can and will beat anyone into agreeing with her. With her energetic and cheerful nature she is often underestimated, but she wasn’t the 3 time winner of the national Judo championship for nothing. Yukuai’s egg is passed around for a while before its seized by Cang Qiong’s Kang Dihua, soon to be Qingde (clear kindness), the succeeding disciple of the Beast Peak, Ling You. Yukuai, while first only thought of as some rare beast, soon established herself as an intelligent young woman, on par with or even above the other disciples in terms of intelligence.

I’m going to come back and rb this with images of each of the siblings, as adults and as hatchlings, so watch for that ig.

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gasolineghuleh · 1 year

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Study Session 2

formal post for the 2 parter i posted the other day, you may have seen it. i just prefer to keep things organized. rb this version please! ty! xoxo gg

Papa Emeritus the Third is a generous Papa, always willing to make sure the lessons and prayers really stick in the minds of his Clergy. From the prompts of "which Papa would use a vibrator on a Sibling" and "Papa helping to learn your prayers".

cw: choking, overstimulation, vibrator torture

"Closer, mm? Like this." Papa shifts himself behind you, the planes of his bare chest pressing against your habit as his hand repositions between your legs. The humming of the vibrator dampens slightly when it's pressed more firmly against you, and a stifled gasp slips from your lips unbidden. "Tsk tsk, ghuleh... Papa has told you, si? No sounds for our Lord besides your words. Try again."

"Ou-Our Fath-er-" you struggle to get out the words of the prayer, but it's more difficult than you expected-- kneeling spread legged on the floor of Papa Emeritus the Third's private rectory, your panties soaked through with arousal that's practically dripping down your thighs at this point. Your hands are pressed firmly together on the stone floor in a feeble attempt to ground yourself.

"Good, good, sorella. You are learning. Perhaps we try~~" Papa flicks the setting on the vibration and it slows slightly, allowing you a gentle reprieve to subtlety catch your breath. You're closer to cumming again than you'd like, something that earned you a slight punishment before. "Now. Once more, with feeling! Our Father," he intones, motioning with his free hand for you to continue.

"Who art-"

"Ah-ah! Who are we addressing, sorella? Who's praises are you singing?" You bite your lip and readjust yourself, taking a deep breath to start again. Just as your mouth forms the O of 'Our', Papa flicks the vibrator to a higher setting, his chest deep chuckle of amusement thrumming through your body where you make contact. "Sing it for me, Sister. Sing His praises, and let him hear you." His teeth graze along the outer shell of your ear and your arms burst into goosebumps. "Let them all hear you."

"Our Fa-Father," you start, surprising even yourself with how little your voice seems to waver. Papa hums his approval behind you, a slight predatory sound to the rumble in his chest. "Who art in H- Hell." Again, Papa nods behind you, pressing himself closer to you as he flicks the vibrator to an even higher setting. "Un- Un-HALLOWED!" You fall forward as you finally cum, your thighs shaking and trembling.

"Poor Sister, aren't you?" Papa follows your fall with ease, launching himself over you and holding the vibrator against your clit even as you squirm and climax again. "Perhaps if you cannot pray for Him, you can cum for Him, si?" Papa's other hand finds your throat, gripping tightly and hauling you up against him as he rises back to his knees, holding your back against his chest.

Again the vibrator finds your clit perfectly, and the sound of pleasured overstimulation falls from your lips harshly, your own hands pulling at Papa's fingers against your throat. His lips are against your ear as he whispers to you and this time, when you cum, it's with a silent scream to the sound of his voice.

"Cum for me again, Sister. One more time, let me hear you." His hand slides firmly from your throat to your mouth as his gloved index finger finds your mouth. It probes at your lips and you let him into your mouth as your jaw drops open with a soundless moan, your body shuddering against the vibrator as you cum for what feels like the tenth time. "Say it, Sister, say it," he urges, his voice getting harsher even as his finger tangles with your tongue, making it difficult to speak properly, difficult not to gag, difficult to speak, to say-

"Pa-Pa!" you get out from around his finger with your final push of consciousness. The vibrator falls away and Papa rocks against you hard, pressing his cock against the swell of your ass as you gasp and pant in his arms, shivering as you come down the high of your climaxes.

"So beautiful, you know this? This body, these sounds you make for me..." He rocks up against you again and the head of his cock bumps against your entrance, still covered by your panties and some semblance of modesty, rather than being splayed boneless in front of the man. "You are built of original sin, mia cara..."

"Mm, Papa?" you ask, rolling your head back onto his shoulder as you blink for clarification. Everything is moving like molasses, and your limbs feel heavier than they did before the ritual.

"Nothing. Non è niente." Papa presses firmer against you, one of his hands moving to the buckle of his pants as he readjusts himself. "Sister... You already pray on bloody knees, mm? Perhaps now, you worship on them as well?" His hands gently urge you off of his lap, onto your knees and hands, your face pressed perfectly against the altar holding the Baphomet.

His hands slip around your waist, pulling you closer to him gently before finding the elastic hem of your underwear.

They slide down your thighs, still trembling and weak from your climaxes.

His belt jingles and you can hear the distinct sound of a zipper sliding down.

The sound of a deep sigh of male pleasure as he strokes himself to you-- the sight of you. Sathanas, but the sight of you... Kneeling prostrate at the altar of your Lord, your pussy slick with arousal that's seeped down your thighs, the quivering that runs the length of your body from overstimulation, and the whimpers that fall from your mouth when his fingers touch you just there...

"And now we worship, Sister."

The head of his cock slips between your folds with ease and you barely feel the friction of it as he drags his cock against you, teasing your entrance slightly and purposefully bumping your clit. When you tense from the stimulation he chuckles again behind you, finally positioning himself and starting the slow slide inside of you. His cock spreads you open deliciously slowly, giving you time to savor and feel every hard inch of him. Papa runs his gloveless hand up the small of your back, pressing his palm into your spine until his fingers twine into your hair.

“Keep your head up, hm?” He pulls back slowly, tugging on your hair and forcing your head up as he thrusts forward sharply, his hips snapping against the meat of your ass perfectly. “We want Him to be able to hear how much you long to worship properly, si? Can you pray again, Sister?” Papa’s other hand lands on your hip, the crescent moons of his neatly trimmed fingernails denting your skin perfectly and leaving small, thin divots in the skin that you know you’ll feel later, alone.

“Our-” you start, cutting yourself off with a yelp when his open palm smacks down onto your ass. Papa continues thrusting into you at a quick pace, tugging on your hair again when you take a breath before trying again. “Our Father, who art- in- HELL-” You manage to get most of it out this time before a particularly sharp thrust catches you by surprise and you gasp in pleasure, your upper arms shaking as you try to support yourself on all fours.

“Something else, Sister- try praying to me. It’s a wordless prayer, si?” Papa slows his thrusts, dragging his cock in and out of you slowly with the sound of wet arousal and skin on skin. You take the reprieve to breathe deeply and lean down onto your arms, arching your back and lifting your ass for him. His sudden intake of air proves this to be a good choice, and the pulse of his cock inside of you only heightens your arousal and your desire to please.

“Papa,” you croon, closing your eyes and allowing him to pull the sounds of pleasure from your body that he always promises he will— and deliver he does, with the hand in your hair falling away to grip your other hip as well, pulling you against him as he thrusts forward again, the head of his cock bumping perfectly against the spot inside of you that makes you see stars. “Oh, Papa!” You end on a yelp when Papa presses into you to the hilt, stilling.

“Mia dolce ghuleh… You pray so hard for your- Papa-,” he gets out through gritted teeth as he cums, his cock kicking and pulsing inside of you in time to his heartbeat. His fingers dig into your hips hard enough that you could see yourself wincing if it weren’t so fucking arousing, your cunt clenching around his cock as he finishes. You rock your hips back into him a moment later, smiling to yourself when he hisses with his own overstimulation. “Ai!” he reprimands as he swats at your ass.

“Sorry, sorry,” you say with a sly smile into the crook of your arm. Papa pulls out of you slowly and you hear him sit down heavily on the carpet behind the two of you, groaning as he stretches. You follow suit, instead opting to sit down and lean your back against the altar that was in front of you. Your muscles ache and tremble, but it’s a good kind of burn— a sexy kind of burn.

“You eh… You didn’t get to learn much of the praying, did you?” Papa asks, cocking a slanted smile at you. When you shake your head with a flush in your cheeks he barks out a laugh, clapping a hand down onto his own thigh. “Si, si. We try again the next night. Go, shower. I have the work to do, mm?” He dismisses you with a gentle wave of his hand and you’re more than compliant, standing up and giving him a slight bow as you leave. You’ll be back in less than 24 hours, freshly showered and newly naive for him.

After all, studies only sink in after numerous sessions, don’t they?

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sayyourprayers · 4 months

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Do people even know what NDA even is? Some fans seem to be beating the death horse to come up with excuses atp. Like sorry but Argyle not returning is hardly surprising at all, especially considering ST's history and record of their treatment of POC. Like... guys, please face the reality, lol. Eduardo doesn't need to try to 'hide' his return. That's just not how NDA works, because you know, Argyle returning wouldn't be a spoiler or a big thing to hide. This is not some 'Will or won't Eddie come back, let's test Joe Quinn' type of shit or a mystery.

Also just what part of ST has successfully stayed a secret? If it's not the heavy-handed marketing, it's the "leaks" from production and if not that then stupid af cast members who dunno when to shut up. Imagine being so far up the dbros arse that you're basically seeing through their eyes. And yet the explanation you come up with is er....... NDAs.

Lemme disclose something to you fucks of the fandom, sometimes silence is golden. Y'all showing your asses. This show has repeatedly tokenised POC and it's not even some expectation of do better honestly. Cuz don't - your vision and shit. But also my vision. N I see. N I see this lazy shit. There's many accounts in that there's more than 1 account ( just mine and also mine along with others') that has posted about this stuff and/or ranted about it but the silence and sometimes the not silence has completely cemented the fact that the DBros know their fandom. N it's Tumblr so gay love yay. But beyond that this fandom is quite stereotypical and traditionalist in the more worse sense of those terms.

Y'all are the GA y'all loathe. Some of the RBs on those posts and I remember clearly who said what were so..... Well let's say I didn't appreciate them mooning on my dash. Glad to be out of service. But it's a certain crowd. N that's kinda expected. So not suprised where it's coming from. But just that it's coming at all.

I mean they didn't address Bob's death or did that with Kali. So hey sometimes white characters also get fucked over. Why not use that as a defense? But that would be admitting to bad writing. Totally such a very most toughest choice to choose to defend between the writing and the racism. So tough. God bless.

#syp #byler #stranger things

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b0lt420 · 8 months

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update on my situation.

for my foot, it has improved! pain is now 2-3 when i’m just resting/not doing anything and is a 7 when i step on the wrong spots/move it wrong instead of it being a constant 7 and jumping to a 10 when i would move it at all.

i was not able to afford an ER visit, however, thanks to the amazing ppl who have ordered from my Etsy recently, i was finally able to obtain a cane; after needing one for 5+ years, and this situation only amplifying my need for one as it was on my leg with my bad knee as well, and after everything is fully healed i will need a cane even more than before. i hope to get it in the mail in the next few days to a week!! i am very happy and excited to finally get this!

in other news, just cause i broke my foot, that doesn’t mean i can just Stop Working and postpone all the stuff i planned to get done this And month.

by October, i hope to have at least 1-2 hand made cold process soaps available for purchase!! not going to give out too much info yet, but these soaps will be made with a completely palm oil free and completely vegan friendly base, and all colors that will be used r ethically sourced AND ALSO completely vegan friendly!

more sprays will also be added throughout the weeks, and even more once i get feedback on our current recipe and am sure it is good!

i Also plan to redo and add more premade slap options!

lots going on, but dw, i am going at a very slow pace and am making sure i am not hurting myself more. i also am always sitting when working (already was due to my knee) and not doing any heavy lifting (also couldn’t do anyways lol).

all in all, i am just doing the best i can given my current circumstances.

thank u to all of those who have ordered from my shop, thank u to all of those sharing my works lately, and a BIG thank u to all the ppl who have love bombed me (liked and rbed a lot of my posts/spam likes and rbs) recently, genuinely, thank u so much.

ik many find it annoying, but they have been keeping me going these past few days. seeing someone just go thru and love my work so much.

i am so happy my works touch some of u in such a way. i am so happy i am actually making others smile, making pieces they resonate with. this is one of the only things i have wanted as a creator, and being able to do very little these last like 2 weeks has been Actual Torture to me. i Hate feeling useless… so opening up this app to see that my posts r doing well, and others r loving the very minimal amount i am able to do atm has been Such an amazing thing for me rn. genuinely thank u.

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autisticempathydaemon · 1 year

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For the Redacted Audio match-ups

I feel like I've just shown my entire soul here. Wow.

I get fixated on a different song like every-other-day so I'm not sure... Maybe the line "Please give me the strength to be able to believe until the end, even if it is a lie" from "Itoshi kimi yo" (To the one I love) by Moriyama Naotaro. This song NEVER FAILS to make me cry.

97% Enneagram Type 6 (maybe 6w5)

I used to love watching like hour-long YT documentaries but my attention-span has severely gone downhill since the panorama... but I enjoy Bernadette Banner's analyses of historical clothing, Implictly Pretentious' deepdives into the psyches of comicbook movie characters, and NativLang's video essays on various languages and their histories and characteristics.

I never had an imaginary friend as a child (excluding the man-thing that runs alongside the car). Although for a time (in my teens) I had a vampire that would sit by my bedside and protect me as I slept (NO, I was NOT a twilight fan! I was a Vampire Knight fan)

My go-to way to fall asleep is listening to redacted audio. Basically any playlist, any audio (excluding inversion, yandere!ivan)

I don't/hate my name. I just don't associate with it beyond it being what people call me irl. I would change it to either Teigan or Ruri (the former was a cute name I found (and have claimed it in my family should I ever adopt a child) and the latter being the Japanese for the stone lapis lazuli, which I like very much)

...If I was forced to pick only one redacted audio... it'd have to be... Comforted and Cared for By Your Incubus Boyfriend it hits ALL the feels and literally sounds like one big hug that goes straight to my heart.

(Honourable mentions have to go to basically the entire playlists of Vincent, Gavin and Avior; they are my comfort bois despite the various angst in their stories)

I understand but don't personally get the appeal for Lasko. Like we'd get on as friends, but /I need to be the submissive, nerdy, soft one, y'know.

Aside from a number of redacted audios, I tend to not read/watch things multiple times apart from maybe Avengers or Iron Man 1. Those were my comfort movies for a while.

Platonically, I'm attracted to Damien. I am also a perfectionist with a strong sense of justice so I feel we'd get pretty well. Also he's a sarcastic mf-er too and no one can tell me otherwise.

Hmm my go-to ramble topic when tired... I ramble about various things. I wish I was someone who had a singular topic. I'll talk your ear off about Language, Japan, various anime/manga, The Mortal Instruments, Animal Crossing, Pokémon, F1, nail art. I'm that scene from The Avengers [Maria Hill : When did you become an expert in thermonuclear astrophysics? Tony Stark : Last night.] I'm a walking encyclopedia of useless (to other people) information and I enjoy info-dumping on people, but I try to not do that so much, so when I do I tend to go overboard...

Go-to gas station snack and drink combo: I don't frequent pretrol stations, they're expensive... I'd probably choose crunchy m&ms and a non-carbonated drink that isn't too sweet. (Unrelated but related, my st*rb*cks drink of choice is a match frappuccino, extra matcha, no syrup)

Favourite Redacted playlist: Vincent (I can talk along with about half of his audios at this point)

Favourite music playlist: I don't really make playlists, I either just listen to everything on one big shuffle or I listen to an album in order on-repeat.

My media choices change depending on my mood, my most "guilty" pleasure media at the moment would have to be NA fiction. If there's no spice or morally grey MMC, I don' want it.

Whatever else you think tells me about who you are.

MBTI type: INFP-T.

I'm a chronic procrastinator.

I have RBF but crack into a smile at the tiniest joke, I have no poker face (but won the only game of poker I ever played).

I'm the older sibling, the 2nd oldest grandchild and often am the "Parent-friend", but I actually act like the youngest and teamed with my (lack of) height, people often mistake me for much younger than I am.

Thanks for reading my ramblings... 😶

Oh, this was easy-peasy. You know what a Type Six parent friend could really use? A stable, secure, Alpha- the wolf equivalent of a dad friend.

I don’t know who started it, but there’s this delightful headcanon of a bookish, reader Angel that I can imagine for you. It’d be so cute, him stealing your book and holding it out of your reach, asking who the fuck is “Grim” and what is his deal with the chocolate. He’s the type of partner who would make fun of your possible book hoarding but still buys you everything you touch at the local Barnes & Noble with that good, good Shaw Security money.

Also, he’d- lovingly, adoringly but so meanly- give you hell about your imaginary vampire friend watching you sleep. You’ll so regret telling David that every time he asks if you can make do with a werewolf or if you’d rather him call one of the Solaires.

Song:

Hey, boy, where do you get it from?/ Hey, boy, where did you go?/ I learned my passion/ In the good old-fashioned/ School of loverboys

Everything about David is very old-fashioned, old-school romantic to me, down to his pet name, his proposal, and his music tastes. He likes the classics, music Gabe would play on their drives up to the campsite, and he’d like playing it while he cooks for you.

Runner-Ups:

I like pairing parent friends with parent friends; it just makes sense. James gives me bossy, dad friend vibes, the kind of partner who knows you procrastinates and plans accordingly. Sam, I like because he is the protective vampire boyfriend who’d watch over you while you sleep, and that’s adorable.

Notes: I hope that reference isn’t too niche you’ll have to forgive me I’ve watched no joke ten hours of video essay about Lightlark by Alex Aster in the past three days

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

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feistypuppythatwantstowatchball · 1 year

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Noelle was absolutely amazing today. But she was struggling at the start of the season when Laura was slaying so it’s not that we were doubters it’s that we were hesitant-ers ! She’s been really good the past few games and I’m glad she’s come back into her great form

she wasnt even bad but compared to laura in her euros form it didnt look as good. lbr, noelle is the most complete RB we have and she is proven in big competitions, im glad she stayed cause our season would be a disaster without her. do you know how few players can play LB as well as RB?

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lycomaniacs · 2 years

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hi, my name is wolfe, im not very fond of making posts like this but i am chronically ill & having a health crisis but i can’t afford the trip to an ER. where i live an ambulance takes longer than a drive & even just $10 or $20 would be enough to get me the treatment i urgently need. rbs or anything would be great

i only have cashapp as of right now

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sovaharbor · 1 year

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hey so i just got a phone call about a bill from when i went to the ER this summer that went to debt collection and will go on my credit in the next 30 days if i don’t pay it. it’s $88, i’m not working because my brain is so broke i can barely leave my bedroom most days (and also i just had a recent flare-up of physical health issues too), the FMLA paperwork my doctor’s office is going to fill out for me so i don’t lose my job costs $75, and this isn’t even counting the ~$700 in rent/utilities i have coming up at the end of the month. shit’s genuinely really rough right now. please help a very mentally ill queer jewish transmasc dude out if you’re able to lol

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i’ll also do writing commissions, 1k words for $10, 1.5k for $15, 2k for $20, etc. fandoms i’m familiar with include dragon age, mass effect andromeda, overwatch, marvel, hades, hp, grey’s anatomy (up to s12 only unfortunately lol), spn, obey me!, a3, & more i just don’t wanna list for the sake of making this too long. also willing to write for fandoms i’m not familiar with, but if i take the time to learn about the series/characters it’s gonna be like an extra $5-10 on top of the base price.

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slow-button-off · 2 years

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what’s your honest prediction for the top3 for the next 3 races? please do it

Helloo!

this triple header is so ridiculously hard to predict because of the ERS upgrade deadline and the TD. So I'm assuming that the TD won't actually influence all that much. We might be able to know more on Friday after FP2 but for now I doubt it'll do much.

Also this is assuming dry races because the weather reports this far out are all as unreliable as the Ferrari engine.

Spa

So I'm going with LEC and VER taking penalties. (Idk about SAI because having both take penalties is a bit dumb but do they want him to take a penalty in Monza?)

The track is reasonably difficult to setup for but it should favour RB and as much as people have slandered PER recently he was really fast in Hungary.

PER, SAI, HAM (with RUS, LEC and VER rounding out the top 6 but idk in which order, that's super SC dependent. )

(If Ferrari Ferrari: PER, SAI, HAM, VER, RUS and LEC outside of the top 10) and there is the chance that PER and SAI go full PER and SAI and that like HAM wins

Zandvoort

You don't want to take a penalty in Zandvoort and the track favours Ferrari. And this makes it hard to predict because Ferrari + tracks that suit them = chaos. So I have decided that they are going to get it right because I want to put the right energy out into the Universe!

LEC, VER, SAI

(If Ferrari Ferrari: VER, SAI, HAM, LEC, PER, RUS)

The track suits Ferrari more but SAI hasn't been super close in race pace and VER is VER and it is Zandvoort soo he will probably be on the podium. And Ferrari are never going to manage a 1-2 on a track that suits them.

Monza

I think PER is going to take his penalty there and maybe SAI too, because his engine should last that long and then they don't have both of them at the back in Spa. But taking a penalty in Monza as Ferrari is a choice so don't take this as gospel but everything I've read recently has said that only Charles is going to take a penalty in Spa. Maybe they'll wait even longer with Carlos. Also maybe it'll help them with strategy for some reason.

But for the sake of this I think PER and SAI will take penalties.

Monza heavily favours RB because their car is much less draggy. Maybe Ferrari will figure something out to make the car less draggy because they generate more downforce anyway but I'm going off of what we know rn.

VER, LEC, HAM

(If Ferrari Ferrari: VER, HAM, RUS, PER, SAI, LEC)

In general I don't think that the TD will do all that much and if it does influence things I doubt that it'll have as much impact as Merc keep saying it will. That's why I've not really considered Merc all that much (also I don't want to consider them because I don't like Merc all that much). Plus their PU seems to be down on the other two teams so I doubt that they'll really be favourites anywhere.

I also haven't really properly considered Ferrari strategy because tbh I wanted to but they keep coming up with things that my mind is not capable of imagining so I can't really consider it tbh.

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