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ex1st · 2 years
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✨I hope you have an amazing day✨
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peachsayshi · 1 year
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Hello! I hope you’re doing well, I really enjoy your ex husband Nanami series! J was thinking you could do a ex husband Nanami drunk calling you at 3am
MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI
A/N: Thank you so much for this idea! Taking a break writing smut to put some angst out there! Comments & reblog are appreciated xo 
TAGS: alcohol mention, death mention, nanami has kids with the reader, angst, mutual pining-ish, angst
 An Unexpected Surprise (Ex!Husband Nanami x Female!Reader)
“Hello?” 
“Hey, you...” 
You lifted your head up from the pillow, the stiffness in your neck causing you to wince and you arched it gently in the opposite direction to stretch out the kink. A little dazed after being woken up from your peaceful slumber, you lightly rubbed your eyes while attempting to blink them open to adjust to your dark surroundings. By the time you managed to come to your senses, you realized you had fallen asleep curled up on the sofa in your living room...again. 
“M’sorry to wake you,” a deep tone on the receiving end of the line murmured. “I can’t find my keys...”
You answered the call in your sleep, quickly checking your phone screen to identify the familiar voice only to have your heart skip a beat when you saw the name of your ex-husband flash before your eyes. 
“Kento?” you spoke with sudden awareness, the adrenaline kicking in and forcing you to perk up. “It’s 3:15, what are you doing up so late? Is everything okay?” 
“It’s fine, s’fine...” he mumbled, and you pinched the front of your brows suspiciously at the strange tone of his voice. “I just can’t find my keys is all...”
“You’re calling me at three o’clock in the morning because you can’t find your keys?” you questioned with confusion, as if repeating his statement would bring some clarity to the situation at hand. 
“S’not in my jacket pocket...” he rambled, “I thought I put 'em in there...” 
Your eyes widened with surprise, piecing together the conditions around this unusual phone call when you noticed that your eloquent ex-husband was slurring his words.
“Are you drunk?” you whispered into the phone with slight amusement.
“No, m’not drunk...” he denied almost immediately. 
You couldn’t help but smile, knowing full well that your ex-husband never liked to admit it when he was. He had a high tolerance when it came to drinking, and is able to handle his liquor intake better than a majority of people except on the rare occasions when he would go out with Shoko.
His current dilemma was keeping him distracted, and he groaned with frustration before stating, “I could have sworn I put them in my pocket...” 
“Check your pants, you tend to tuck them in there when you're not thinking straight...” 
You could hear him fumbling around, snagging your bottom lip between your teeth as you patiently waited for a reply.
“I knew I could count on m’girl…” he mumbled to himself, subconsciously allowing his statement to slip before shaking the keys between his fingers. “Got ‘em...”
“Good, t-that’s good!” you stammered over your words, desperately trying to ignore how the heat that rushed to your cheeks and the way your stomach tightened from his comment. “Get yourself inside and make sure you drink some water before going bed.”
“Alright,” he replied as he slotted the key into the lock before turning it. “I didn’t mean to wake you…”
THUMP!
Your eyes followed the sound of the muffled bang, shifting to the entrance of your front door as you sprang onto your feet and clutched the phone tighter against your ear. 
“What was that?!” you gasped. 
“Fuck, s’not unlocking…” your ex-husband simultaneously announced.
You shakily approached your front door, staring at the frame in shock as you waited to hear another sound. You began stepping closer towards it, your free hand reaching for the handle until you noticed it turn by itself and shrieked before taking three long strides backwards as the panic began to rise. 
“K-Ken, I think there is someone outside the house!” 
A deafening silence took over, only broken by a quiet thud from behind the wooden frame.
“Dammit,” your ex-husband breathed, “this…this is not where I live is it?”
You chest felt like It was about to burst, the adrenaline searing through your veins as you tried to steady your breath. 
“Are...are you outside my house?” 
Nanami hummed, “it was our house once...” 
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Your ex-husband rested his low back against the kitchen counter, his arms were folded across his chest and his head was slightly bowed. You got a glimpse of his features, taking in the sight of the warm light against his sharp jawline and swallowed the small lump in your throat. You continued to calmly cut a few slices of bread, but you could feel tingles running up from the tips of your fingers all the way down to your toes. 
He hasn’t been around often, and the most you’ve seen or heard from him has been through phone or video calls. You didn’t even realize ho much you missed him until he stood right next to you. 
The last time you two were alone like this was at Gojo’s New Year’s Eve party - and you vividly remember exactly how that night ended. You shook off the memory of his body on yours, and placed two slices of sourdough in the toaster before pressing your index finger on the automatic knob, and watching them slide down the machine.  
“You’ve been working late recently...” you spoke, finally cutting the heavy silence.
“I know,” your ex-husband agreed, straightening his back as he slowly fluttered his eyes open. “There’s been a lot going on…”
You hated that your stomach twisted into a knot, and you had to clear your throat before asking: “Oh?”
Nanami let out a soft sigh and he leaned slightly to the left to brush his arm on yours.
“I’m spending most of my time with Yuji,” he admitted but you could easily see the veil he had placed on that sentence, hiding the details that he didn’t feel comfortable sharing with you.
I mean, how could he after what happened?
The last time you saw him injured you recoiled from his touch like he had inflicted the same wound onto you. He didn’t have it in his heart to tell you about the special grade curses plaguing the city, nor would he admit that he had been hiding all evidence of fighting them off by asking Shoko to heal him fully.
Tonight was a particularly bad night, and after she tended to his wounds the two of them decided to go out for a drink.
She talked about Suguru, and he talked about Haibara.
The longer they spoke, the more Nanami drank.
There was a time when he was able to share all this with you, but now all it does is shake the already fragile bond that tethered you together.
Deep down inside you resented yourself for putting up such a wall with the man who once shared your whole world.
You tried to recall how you used to have the strength to be there for him, but that was before the true reality of losing him was at the forefront of your mind.
You pinched your brows in slight frustration, reaching for the two slices of bread as it popped out of the machine. You placed it back on the plate, then picked up the jam jar, all the while thinking why Nanami didn’t seem to care that risking his life meant losing you and Hiroki forever…
Was it really only a bother to you?
You saw the inevitable when he didn’t show up that night - of laying your lover to his final resting place, of raising your child and only catching memories of his father through their eyes, and then living the rest of your life all alone thinking about the brief love that came and went in the blink of an eye.
Lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t even realize that Nanami found his place behind you. His arms caged you in, two hands supporting his stance as he held the counter before moving his lips close to your ear.
“I’m sorry if I inconvenienced you tonight.”
His honeyed voice sent a shiver up your spine. Your fingers squeezed around the knife in your hand, and you paused your movements. 
“N-Not at all,” you replied, but the slight hitch in your voice indicated to Nanami that he did catch you by surprise. 
The space around you felt small, the air growing thin when he inched his chest closer to your back. 
“There’s somethin’ different about you tonight....” he pointed out, distracting himself for a moment as he studied you. 
You lightly placed the knife on the plate, your gaze focusing on the back of his hand where you noticed the his veins protruding as he gripped the counter. 
“S’not your hair...” he mumbled, “or these earrings...” 
A soft pant escaped you, with goosebumps pricking your skin when you felt his nose graze down your neck. He drew in a breath, inhaling deeply along the way to take in your scent before smiling against your skin. 
“New body wash?” 
You gulped, unsure of what to do with your hands as you squeezed your thighs together. Your ex-husband was incredibly detail oriented, which made it difficult for you to hide anything new from him. 
“Yes!” you squeaked, feeling your cheeks grow hot when he didn’t pull away as you expected. “A new beauty shop opened just around the corner and they gave away free samples...” 
“Huh...” he acknowledged, “smells good on you.” 
“Thanks,” you nervously replied, subconsciously tugging at your earlobe before finding the courage to turn on your heel and face him. 
Brown irises met yours, the color making you think of home. You could see the restless nights in the slight bags underneath his eyes, and couldn't help it but bring one hand to cup his cheek. The muscles on his face relaxed against your touch but the pensive expression remained the same. 
“You...you should eat, Ken...I can set up the table for you-”
You were interrupted when his hands met your waist, and with one step Nanami had your own back pressed against the counter as he held you securely in his arms. 
“We haven’t uhm-....” he closed his eyes for a moment as he furrowed his brows to gather his thoughts before proceeding to speak, “We haven’t discussed...what happened...” 
His voice was strained, and you knew that he must be equally as tense about the hook up in Satoru’s guest bedroom. There was no way of avoiding the elephant in the room, and up until now you both Hiroki distracting you from confronting exactly what happened.
Your voice fell to a low whisper, “what’s there to discuss?” you quietly asked, but instantly regretted it when he lifted his face to reveal the hurt in his eyes. 
“I just need t’know if it meant...anything to you...or if it was just...an itch you needed to scratch…”
His words pierced through your delicate heart. 
How could he assume you would use him for a quick fuck?
You’ve thought about that moment night after night, wishing it would have lasted longer than what it was. You yearned to kiss him for hours until you couldn’t feel your lips anymore and ached to have him making love to you until the break of dawn. 
“Of course it meant something to me, Kento...” you consoled, your hands finding the fabric of his shirt as you tugged him closer. “It...it will always mean something when it comes to you.” 
He exhaled with relief, his arms tightening around your waist as he held you. 
“Be honest with me…are you truly happy with how things are between us?”
“Kento-” 
“I just...need t’hear you say it. I need you to tell me that this is what you want.” 
You felt yourself melt into him when he kissed your cheek, his body enveloping your own and fracturing your will to resist him. You could feel the internal push and pull - with one half of you ready to take him to your bed and the other reminding you that your ex-husband was in fact, not in the right state of mind. 
Were you happy? 
That was easy an easy question to answer. 
No, you weren't. 
You’ve gone through your whole life never sure about anything until Nanami came along. From the moment he became a part of your life, you knew exactly what it felt like to be anchored in something meaningful. You loved him with the entirety of your mind, body and soul - and wished that you never pushed him away. 
However...the sting of your wound hurt more than anything else, it clouded your judgment and poisoned your veins. Every time you looked at him all could see was a clock ticking away the seconds until you would lose him. You needed to stop loving him because detaching yourself meant that you wouldn’t have to face your worse fear.
You felt so helpless knowing that there wasn’t anything you could do to protect him from the things your eyes wouldn’t let you see. 
How could you stop the darkness from taking away your only light? 
“My love?” Nanami asked, using the tender pet name that was reserved only for you and prompting you to bury your forehead closer against his chest. 
“I-...” you started to speak, but you were trembling in his arms because you didn’t know how to answer his question. “I-...” 
“Mama!”
Hiroki’s voice carried from down the hallway, popping the bubble of privacy that you were sharing with your ex-husband. Nanami eased his hold from around you, blinking a few times to ensure that he did hear his child call out to you and that it wasn’t his intoxicated mind playing tricks on him. 
He felt you push him away slightly, and you nervously shifted in place before dropping your hands back down to your sides. 
“I should uhm...I should go check on him...” you informed. “Please eat, and you can sleep on the couch tonight.” 
“Right...” Nanami replied cordially, but his eyes still held yours with a brief message passing on that he would be waiting patiently for your answer. “That sounds good to me.” 
***
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notroosterbradshaw · 1 year
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Today I am [redacted] years old. It is a big birthday, it’s a special birthday for me. I’ve done a lot of growing in the last few years but one thing that sadly fell off was my creativity. Until this small, indy flick came out this year. You probably haven’t heard of it... Top Gun: Maverick.
I didn’t think I’d write again. In my last fandom, you’d have to fight for any morsel of support to be a part of it. Brownnose is the right big blog if they deign you interesting enough, they’d give a measly reblog. They were clique-y and frankly... awful so I deleted my blog and quit Tumblr. It wasn’t a big thing, I didn’t miss it. But this film has brought me back to writing... and unfortunately for you guys, I can’t seem to stop. 
But it’s not just the writing that keeps me around. The people in the TG:M fandom are so fucking rad, you guys have no idea how special I see you all. The people, the writing calibre, and the support to writers. Sure, fandom always ebbs and flows, but there are two films to cling to all our hopes and dreams on and that’s hard to keep people’s interest even with Rooster’s slutty waist upon arrival at The Hard Deck. The fics this has launched. 
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There have been a number of you that have made this so special to stick around in no particular order (some long-term besties from previous fandoms, ride-or-die moots, some that I follow and simply adore - long list, soz) and I know I’ve missed people, I apologise (you should be hitting follow if you aren’t already!):
@whostheblondegirl​ @gretagerwigsmuse​ @a-reader-and-a-writer @ayorooster @babyrooster @bradshaw-fanclub @bradshawsbaby @bradshawsbitch @bradshawswife @butaneandthebeast @callsign-phoenix @coyotesamachado @currentlybradshaw @daggerspare-standingby @daughter-of-aphrodite @disturbedbeautywrites @double-j @fanboygarcia​ @green-socks​ @halfway-happyyy @heartsofminds​ @imjess-themess​ @jupitercomet​ @mothdruid​ @mxgyver​ @nobody7102​ @not-a-fever-dream​ @princessphilly @purelyfiction​ @rolycolysficrecs @roosterforme​ @shouldershimmycity @sunlightmurdock​ @therebeccaw​ @tongue-like-a-razor​ @top-gun-rooster​ @topguncortez​ @t-rexs​ @welcome-to-writers-haven​ @wildbornsiren @wintercap89 @writercole​ An amazing little community here! 
And a special happy birthday to my December Capricorn darlings, @bobfloydsbabe and @thedroneranger xo
Anywho, my hiatus continues. About to get frocked up, have hubs take me to a fancy hotel, a wonderful dinner, drink lots of champagne and whatever else eventuates. See you in 2023! Cass x
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carm3n-carm3n · 4 months
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here!
*music
*good movies
*shopping
*crafts
*nature
btw, ty for the tag @constantlymisgendered ,ily <333 i’ll also tag some of my fav blogs <3
@bambibells @izzy444angel @actuallyblonde-xo @monothenight @dark-nymph3t @lu-luvslestat @lanalove2012 @coppolagraveyard @tinyangelsblog @d0llkisses @i-know-you-wanna-kiss-me @love-margaret pls go follow them <3
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constantlymisgendered · 4 months
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals, followers and all the wonderful people on here!
This is so cute oml <3 I'll put seven because why not <3
*people who I love being around
*music
*fashion
*rain
*drawing
*shopping
*sunsets
I'll tag my favorite blogs on here <3
@aw777 @actuallyblonde-xo @angeliles @bambibells @brunettelolita @carm3n-carm3n @coquette-club @cinnamongrlsblog @corpsedoll111 @dark-nymph3t @d0llkisses @elissbabby @girljournal @girly444whisper @hazydaisydoll @i-know-you-wanna-kiss-me @izzy444angel @local-angel @lanalove2012 @lanasbrooklynbabyy @pinterestgirlie @rosyclouds22 @rose-margret @strawberryangel777 @tru3loveontheside @urv3nicebitch @xtiitaniia
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suhosnet · 2 years
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Hi Bunnyzens & EXO-Ls,
With Junmyeon’s return from his military service and the release of his incredible 2nd solo album; we wanted to host a tumblr event for his birthday on May 22nd.  Let’s have some fun on tumblr by creating anything you want to for his special day. It can be a post about what he means to you, or birthday edits, gif-sets, fanfiction, wallpapers, icons etc.  Feel free to be creative.  We just want to celebrate him on his special day.  
Our network no longer requires membership so, just tag @suhosnet or put #suhosnet in the first 5 tags of your posts on May 22nd and we will reblog it.   We wish to share all Suho content. Let’s love!
On a personal note: I wanted to say hello to our blog followers. I’m admin Mel (@mel-loves-kdramas) and I’ve recently taken over the daily managing of the blog.  Both the desktop and mobile blog themes have been updated. Please stop by and say hello. xo
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girlhy · 2 years
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** PLEASE DO NOT DELETE THE TEXT, SELF-PROMOTE. OR COMMENT ON THIS POST. DOING SO WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE DISQUALIFICATION. **
Hello lovelies. I am very ecstatic to present to you all, The Trips Of My Dreams Awards! I want to travel to so many different places around the world and because of that I decided to host an awards based on that. If you are interested in applying, please continue to read below!
RULES:
You must be following me! @girlhy (I will check!)
You must re blog this post! (Likes only count for bookmarking.)
Don’t delete the text. (It will not show up on your blog.)
CATEGORIES:
Best Overall: Italy 
Best Posts: New Zealand 
Best URL: Iceland
Best Theme: Greece
Best Icon: United Kingdom
Best New Discovery: France
Best Mobile Theme: U.S Virgin Islands
My Favorite: Australia
PERKS:
You will receive a follow from me, If I aren’t following already!
A permanent spot on a super cute awards page (Currently under construction.)
A new friend.
Requested promos anytime.
HIGHER CHANCES:
Reblog this post multiple times! (I will definitely notice you more!)
Talk to me! I love making new friends.
Blog exposure to over 72.9k+ dashboards!
OTHER:
I generally try to select winners within 2 months of the post date. (Depending on notes.)
I will message you if you are chosen.
This open to ALL blog styles.
This gorgeous banner was made by the lovely Carissa!
@leavingforever / @xlfdesigns
That is it, Good luck! xo
Much love, Lauren.
(WINNERS ANNOUNCED ALREADY AS OF 8/21/22)!
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vthetease · 7 months
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Due to an influx of strange way older men ( d-i, n-) blowing up my dms I made messages priv to only blogs I follow so if so you actually wanna like... idk fall in luv or smth maybe idk.. then you'll actually have to um, follow and have some sense of consistency with my posts 😅 which can be pretty cool sometimes imo.
obviously all minors are still banished from Valentine's TwistedTease™ rollercoaster of a diary and new friends are welcome to follow and reblog
Now to figure out the date perfectly in the middle of Valentine's Day and Halloween so we can create the perfect horny holiday of costumes and chocolates. Xo 💘
(Screen shots from my local dating scene for insight as to why I come here lmao )
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Concerning the Winter Alphabet
Hey guys!
So those of you who have been following me for a while will know that I started a Winter Alphabet in 2020, but didn't finish it. I wrote some stories for it last year but only published one. This year I'm absolutely stressed, like maybe worse than the previous years, but I decided since it's my blog i can literally do what I want so here's the deal: I'll reblog all the old stories, and try to edit and upload the ones already written. If that works that'll get us until the 15th of December.
From there on I'll try to write new stuff (but can't promise anything). I originally wanted this to be one or two posts for each of the characters (people?) I'm writing for, but I really don't feel like that anymore so the last 11 days will probably be only MCR and maybe some Ryans and one Patrick story (if I find the time to write). I know this might not be what you guys are looking for, but I want to finish this calendar under my conditions and maybe the one or the other reader will enjoy the one or the other story.
I hope all of you are doing fine and are having a less stressful time than I do. If you like, leave a comment or something. It would give me quite the boost to have some people tell me to get my shit together and actually write 😅
And as always:
Keep running xo
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sarahscribbles · 1 year
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Asking me how I originally discovered your blog is expecting a lot from me. I can hardly recall what I ate for lunch. 😆
HOWEVER, I do know that I lurked from my OG tumblr account for a couple of months before I gave in and created this chaotic nom de plume. I think the first fic I read was 14 Hours to Cape Town (I owe you a proper reblog!), and I immediately smashed the follow button. And the rest, as they say, is history! xo
I’M SO THANKFUL YOU DID!! 😭😭😭
I’ve never vibed with someone so immediately and found another fellow degenerate! I’m so grateful that this hellsite brought us together because you’re amazing and I adore you!! (I also adore being a hater with you 😂😂 who else am I going to complain to about the horrors of capitalism!) 😘😘😘😘😘😘
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severedleft · 1 year
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this blog is going to be considered low - medium activity. my main blog is @daevilhorns and your chances of finding me there when i'm not here are very high.
basic roleplay etiquette applies. don't be nasty , don't be weird in the uncool way , don't be an asshole , and don't steal. i've been around here long enough and i'm tired.
this is a mutuals only blog , meaning i will only write with those i follow and vice versa. i very rarely follow first and don't always follow back. please don't take offense to this ! it's just what i'm comfortable with. i'm always happy to talk about james and answer any questions you may have about him and my portrayal though ! this applies to personal blogs as well. as long as none of my writing with others is touched and my posts aren't being reblogged , you're more than welcome to hang out here and make yourself at home xo. my inbox and im's are open to everyone.
general triggers such as blood , violence , body horror in the form of missing limbs , strong language , death , murder , abuse , etc etc. can be expected here. while james may technically be considered a disney character , i have no intentions of watering down my portrayal of him. i tag my triggers as trigger tw and trigger /. i also use the usfw / tagging system for sexual content , and any in character spice that may appear is always placed under a read more.
i will not be shipping james with muses under 21 given his age ranges from late twenties - mid thirties in his main verse. it shouldn't need to be said but i'll say it anyway since it is still somehow a theme in the fandom: keep your peter x hook and wendy x hook ships far away from me. i don't care that wendy eventually grows up. i have no interest in seeing it , and i definitely have no interest in writing it.
i do love shipping though ! i'm usually always down for it with a little conversation. just don't try to force anything on me. unless we're already well acquainted. i want to force ship with all my friends xo.
my name is alyssa ( she/her , twenty5 ) and i'll be your local metalhead mom for the rest of your journey ! please be aware that i'm a very slow writer , a hoarder , and my social battery drains very quickly. if i'm quiet , it's not you , i promise. you're doing amazing sweetie.
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peachsayshi · 1 year
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🦇{S E V E N  S I N S}🦇
{kinktober with peach 🍑}
╰⊰✿´ 🖤 lust - the sin of unbridled sexual desire  
1: BREEDING - (Choso x Female Reader) 
TAGS:  {minors & ageless blogs do not interact}  - sex without protection; sensual smut, mentions: baby making, oral (female receiving), mention: cum, creampie, fluff
WC: 1,914
A/N: Happy Kinktober, everyone! I’m currently sick at the moment and was hoping to post this yesterday but wasn’t feeling so great. I finally finished and edited up the first request from @coffeehashira​ 🧡 I hope you enjoy it and as always, reblog and comments are always appreciate xo 
“What’s with you tonight?”
A sigh follows your question, your arms lazily stretching above your head while you watch your boyfriend play with the fabric of your loose, cotton top. A teasing smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, and he shyly tucks his bottom lip between his teeth as he slowly rolls the material over your chest.
“Nothing,” he lies, but his eyes darken watching your breasts spill out and he hums at the sight of two taut buds poking against the air.
He pinches your nipples between his fingers, grinning sheepishly by how easily you reacted to his touch. “A little sensitive, hmm?” he teases, cupping your chest in his hands before leaning forward and circling his mouth over your nipple to suck on it.
You giggle, “this isn’t nothing, you usually aren’t so…eager-ah!”
Your fingers thread through his dark hair, and you gently push back the shorter layers to avoid having them fall over his handsome face. Your free hand moves to graze the shell of his left ear, counting the silver of his piercings - three along the helix, and two on his lobes…
He squeezes you in the palm of his hands, his mouth trailing up your neck as he leaves a path of tender kisses along the way. Your touch lands on his broad shoulders, digging your fingers into his muscles when he finally lingers his lips above yours before leaning into a kiss. Despite his calm demeanor, his mouth was telling you something completely different.
There is a hunger in this kiss, a sense of urgency that has you melting into the mattress. He draws out a moan only to swallow the pretty sound you make, before moving to hold you by the waist.
He takes a second to look into your eyes, insisting to himself that paradise was lost in those lovely irises. How did he ever get lucky enough to be one person who got to see it up close?
He couldn’t really explain what’s been going on with him these last few weeks. How his body suddenly yearns for yours in a possessive demand. His love for you was constant, but lately it’s as if the dial turned up a few notches and it left him completely frenzied.
A draft runs over you both, a reminder of the changing weather outside. The sun was starting to set on the horizon and the room was gradually growing darker with each passing second. He could feel you shake a little underneath him, your exposed frame seeking his own affectionately for some heat.
You kiss him on his neck before whispering quietly, “it’s getting cold…”
He holds back a groan, the blood rushing between his legs as his erection tents his boxers.
“I’ll have you warm in just a second…” he replies.
His mouth meets yours again and you're trapped underneath his weight. Your legs twine themselves around him, while your arms curl over each other as they circle his neck and you feel your body molding into his own like butter. Your heart beats a little faster, the uncertainty washing over you by your lover’s needy behavior. He tweaks your nipples once more, before tracing his hands down your torso and hooking his index fingers around the waistband of your underwear.
“I’m so in love with you,” he confesses, as he slowly tugs down the fabric.
“I love you too…” you sigh with a wiggle of your hips, watching your boyfriend slip the garment off before tossing over the side of the bed.
Choso just hums to himself while admiring you with the softest eyes. You were so beautiful like this, naked and vulnerable at his mercy, when it was usually the other way around. He spreads your thighs, wishing that you could read his own thoughts just to understand the true weight of the emotion laced through his confession.
When he goes down on you, his mouth presses sweet kisses on your pussy and he spreads your lips slightly apart before allowing his tongue to swipe up along the slit. He hears you cry a gentle “oh…”, and smiles against your sex before working his tongue along the path to meet your clit. He eats you out slowly, and your hands grip onto the sheets as your body grows hot in increasing degrees. You can tell that he isn’t doing this with the intention of making you cum, but he still slurps and smacks his lips all over your cunt like he’s expecting your orgasm.
“C-Cho…” you hiccup, but can barely say his full name when you feel the stretch of two fingers deep inside you.
“Not yet,” he pleads, curving his digits upward and your lower belly flutters from the sensation of his touch. “Hold on f’me…”
Your thighs shake, “I-I don’t think I can…I’m too..”
You squeeze your eyes, your words leaving you once again feeling the roll of his tongue around your clit.
He didn’t understand just how receptive you were tonight - how every touch sent shivers up your spine and prickled your skin. You needed him to stop just to give you a moment to breathe before you lost what little control you had over your own body.
“M’always so good for you,” he murmurs, “now it’s your turn…”
You were reduced to winded pants and gentle whimpers, with your hips bucking lightly every now and then desperately crying out for him to do more. Tears pricked your eyes and you expressed your frustration by tugging at the locks of his obsidian hair when he refused to submit to you.
When he finally pulled away, he looked at you with ravenous eyes. You shifted your position to sit upright on your forearms, your gaze following his hands moving downward to his boxers, and you licked your lips watching him pull out his dick from underneath the fabric.
Your jaw went slack as your mouth went dry while he stroked his thick length, his thumb lightly tracing over the prominent veins before swiping over the purple head leaking with cum. Your arousal glossed his lips when he smiled, looking down at you with approval seeing you in an equally hot-blooded state that he was in.
He saw you spreading your legs a little further, inviting him inside you.
Choso usually would reach for the condom at this moment, but instead he found himself taking in the contours of your figure. Your plush thighs, the circle of your hips, the valley of your torso and the peak of your breasts…and it made him feverish enough to disregard the need for safety.
He grunts as he boldly slaps the weight of his dick against your bare cunt, hearing you whine before dragging it up and down between the petals of your lips.
“How does this feel?” he asks cheekily, but there is a mysterious change in his tone of voice that excites you.
“So good…”
He slides the tip of his cock to tease at your entrance, “it’ll probably feel even better when I’m fucking you, hmm?”
You don’t stop or question what comes next, your mind's judgment clouded by an unbridled desire to have him. The both of you focus on the points where your bodies meet, and your mouth circles into a sphere while he moans with relief as he buries his cock deep in you.
“F-Fuck…” you gulp, your arms caving as you drop your head back onto the mattress. The stretch feels so good that it makes your eyes roll to the back of your head, and as he curves his body forward you find your grabby hands reaching to pull him as close to you as possible.
His thrusts are steady at first as he takes in the feeling of your gummy walls around him - but when he your lips meet his, he starts to fucking you with even more conviction that you feel like you’re about to split in two.
You can taste yourself on his tongue, and one of his hands reaches for your own as he holds it tightly against his fingers before resting it above your head. His other hand compresses into your thigh, a roughness replacing the kind touches that you were receiving earlier and you knew for a fact that he was imprinting himself onto your skin.
Choso’s dominance over you had nothing to do with control but everything to do with him showering you with his love. This was the part of himself that needed you like the air that he breaths, that didn’t want any barriers separating you both.
The thought travel through his mind and he moan into another kiss, before burying his face in the crook of your neck.
“You feel s’fucking warm, you’re perfect…” he rasps, and your whole body grows limp under his minstrations. He sucks on your skin, his hand on your thigh gliding back up your body to the space of your lower belly instead. “I want to cum just like this…”
You’re crying out to the heavens again and he can only smile feeling you soaking all over him. He presses another kiss to your neck, and with a snap of his hips he continues his seduction with more passionate words. “I’d fill you up to the brim, watch you take it all in…”  
“God,” he moans, and there’s an ache in his cry that nearly has you falling apart before him, “just want to put a baby inside you…”
He pulls away from you with slight exasperation, repositioning himself once again as his hands meet your hips to root you in place. His intentions were now out in the open, but you still haven’t denied him from giving you exactly what he wants.
He holds you there as he plunges back and forth, and your breasts mimic the movements with every thrust. One of your hands trails down your torso for your fingers to meet your swollen clit. You start massaging the tender bud, and you can barely formulate the words crossing on your mind with any coherence.
Instead you start mewling: “please, please, please…”
Your toes curl as the muscles in your leg tighten, feeling the heaviness of his balls smacking against your skin and your back arches further away from the mattress with every roll of your hips. He pays attention to the ring of white circling his dick, but your boyfriend’s thrusts grow sloppier the closer he gets to his release. Your vision goes blank when your walls tighten around him only noting the squelching sound echoing around the bedroom. When Choso finally cums, it’s so hard that it makes his voice break. There’s so much of it that it leaks out, and he tries to find some composure to steady his movement to make good on his promise of keeping it all in.
Minutes pass as you both find clearance through the heavy fog of lust. Your hands subconsciously seek out his, and he holds you as he collapses gently on top of you. You’re still pulsing around him but did not want to have him leave you just yet. You cup his face in the palm of your hand, kissing the tip of his nose before moving to his right cheek, and then placing another on his jaw.
When your foreheads finally touch, when you both finally take a minute to lose yourself into each other’s gaze there is a new truth that sends a reverberation to your hearts.
A promise of forever that can never be unbroken.
TAGS: @damn-geto @pensivespecter @ekaterinatepes @jelly-jellx @lollipopd @shuxjodie @mikasackrmann @alreadyblondenow @nanamikentcs @aizumie @mrsmorgenstern @artemisthestar @velvetlight333 @sluttoru @smoothy-ve @bisexualwomanofcolour @bloombb 
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storiesbyrhi · 1 year
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Hey, so I see you reblogging your own stuff quite a bit as I do myself. I'm just wondering as a fellow writer, how many time do you think it's okay to reblog your own stuff without it getting any extra notes or sometimes any notes at all tbh, before it becomes... pathetic? Seeing you reblog your own stuff gave me the confidence to do mine but it has not helped and all and I feel so silly. Any insight? :( xxxxx
Hello, friend <3
I reblog my own posts from people that have reblogged and added a comment, so that I can reply to them. But because Tumblr crops posts on the dashboard, you don't even see the person's comments and my replies anyway lmaooo. So, yeah, it just looks like I am reblogging my own stuff for no reason. I know lots of blogs do that anyway, which is chill.
In my opinion, there isn't a maximum amount you can reblog it. I don't ever think it's pathetic to do it. And honestly, if someone does think that or if they're annoyed by it, they can unfollow you. That's on them.
It totally makes sense to reblog a post so that people in different time zones get to see it, or to bring it back every couple of weeks. There honestly aren't any rules. It's your blog and you should do what you want!
In my experience, the best way to have a wider audience is to follow lots of other fanfic blogs. Reach out to people and make connections. Use the tagging system. It's definitely hard out there for fanfic writers at the moment, so write for yourself. Write because you like to. You're number one!
I hope my rambling has helped in some way haha. I'm always here for you to talk to about anything at all. xo Rhi
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Alright, time to try this pinned post thing. This might be unreadable, I have no idea what I'm doing.
My name's Lurk, I'm a 25 year old Jewish man, and this is the place where I holler about large women and very rarely post my deranged original concepts. I've been active on this hell site for 7 years on my main/purely SFW account, and recently decided to make one for the belly alt as well. You can also find me at:
Discord: Lurk#5788
Twitter, until Muskrat burns it down: https://twitter.com/phrompy
DNI if TERF/transphobe, racist, ableist, antisemetic/nazi, missionary, messianic, Islamophobic, MAP of any variation, biphobe, acephobic, homophobe in general, and etc.
Also, please do not follow this blog if you are underage. This blog features kink and nsfw content, and I'm not comfortable having minors follow me and consume that content through my page.
Big disclaimer: I am not very smart, and I am dangerously absent minded, so I often forget stuff. If I forget to tag something important, or I don't notice something in your DNI list and accidentally break it, please let me know so I can correct it. Furthermore, if I fall within your DNF/DNI and don't notice, feel free to tell me discreetly and I will respect it and unfollow, no hard feelings. If there's something I post and you want me to tag specifically, let me know also.
So, until I can gather more brain power, that's it I guess, enjoy your stay!
Content you may find on this blog under the cut:
Primarily female belly-centered content, most of it reblogged from other people, such as:
- Soft vore/extreme cuddling, both safe and fatal (each will be tagged separately).
- Weight Gain.
- Feederism.
- And etc, I have a very short attention span and can't think of stuff atm.
Pictures of buff women, women in armor, robot ladies, or just my general crushes that I love very much.
- Primary crushes are G/ali from B/ionicle, E/xo S/tranger and A/da-1 from D/estiny 2, and T/ali'zorah from M/ass Effect, so understand I will go insane over them often.
Occasionally some of my regular interests, such as B/ionicle and history and shit.
Occasional nudity or more suggestive stuff.
Important current events or donation posts.
I will do my utmost best to tag all of these appropriately so you may choose what to see if you follow.
Things I will NEVER post:
Explicit sex.
Hard vore/gore.
Vomit and bathroom stuff.
Racism, sexism, antisemitism, transphobia/homophobia, or any other form of prejudice.
Any sort of minor content at all, ever.
Illegal content such as r*pe, incest, p*dophillia, etc.
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ladyxskywalker · 2 years
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hey there!! i just wanted to say that i love your work and have been obsessed with your boba fett series! i didn’t know if you were taking requests or anything, but i just had an idea that i thought i could share with you. a boba fett with an Angel OC?
idk if you have seen lucifer or supernatural on netflix, but the inspiration is from those two. I was thinking of an Angel coming to save boba from the pitt and eventually meeting after the tuskens. You can do whatever you wish with the idea, i’ve been thinking of it all day and wanting to share it lol.
anyways, again love you work and everything you write🤍🤍
hello ! 💛💫
thank you so much for sending me this message ! I'm so glad you have been enjoying the boba fett stories, they really have been a lot of fun to spend time with ! he is definitely one of my favorites !
I'm not taking any requests right now, but your idea sounds lovely 🌸 I can already imagine something beautiful happening between them in my mind.
a weary desert angel who has been wandering the galaxy for so long, perhaps with sand swept wings fallen at their sides, is in need of helping someone in order to find their way back home.
the one thing they hadn't expected, was falling for the great boba fett, trapped by torment in the grip of the mighty sarlaac pit, rising from its gruesome depths...
tending to his wounds in gentle passes of ethereal touch over his face... looking into his heavy lidded eyes for the very first time, that awakens them to a certain feeling, unsure as to whether or not they will ever be able to let go... ❤
If you're a new blog here, welcome 🙏 please be over 18 to interact & follow ! having a complete blog set up with an icon, & an age range in your bio is incredibly helpful, as well as reblogging or commenting on the work you enjoy.
all the warmth & love, xo A ☕🍰
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silentexplorer18 · 2 months
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Regarding the future of this blog
Hi folks! This one got a bit long, so I'm putting it under a cut.
TLDR: I've been really unhappy blogging for quite a while, so I'm finally embracing being a messy, multifandom blog that posts things without tagging them well, posts more personal things, mostly focuses posting my own fic on AO3, etc. If you're not into that, feel free to eliminate my presence on your dash. XO -Silent
When I started this blog a few years ago, I was essentially starting with zero knowledge of the social side of the internet.  Sure, I'd read stuff on tumblr blogs, but I’d never used tumblr or looked at anything besides what was listed directly on a masterlist.  I’d never used other social media sites, either.  So, when I started using things like tumblr and instagram and even discord, I was trying to follow along and do whatever everyone else was doing.  I tried to post clearly tagged stuff and keep my blog super organized; I posted cutesy photos with whimsical captions; I tried to find my footing in conversations that were hard to follow.  But I always felt like I could never keep up.  I was trying to follow the motions to make my online spaces what I thought they needed to be, but I never could do the motions quite right, so I kept getting more and more discouraged.
Why am I telling all of you this?  Because I think 2024 is the year something needs to change.
I started off wanting this blog to be super pretty and aesthetic.  I wanted my fics to be clearly organized and have easily navigable links.  I wanted to only reblog fandom-specific things.  I wanted to keep everything very on topic.  And I wanted to be active in fandom (interacting with other fandom readers, makers, doers, etc.).  But in trying to do all of the former, I’ve spent so much physical and mental energy that I don’t have the time, energy, or ability to do the latter.  I felt like if I couldn’t do all of that, I shouldn’t do any of it, and, well, that’s plain not true.
The truth is this: I’m messy, and I write slowly.  I like so many things, and I actually love to talk a lot.  Keeping tags organized is hard and it makes me tired.  Posting on tumblr (instead of just ao3) is hard sometimes because it makes me tired.  I like talking to people and reccing fics and gushing over art, but I can’t always make it picture-perfect or aesthetic or linked so it’s easily navigable.  Life is hard, and using social media should be something fun, not something to agonize over.
So, I’m making some changes:
I’m gonna be posting a lot more.  Rambling about life.  Sharing writing updates.  Making you all privy to my shower thoughts.
But the writing projects I have will still be long hauls.  Strap in, folks, ‘cause we’re probably looking at months-long to years-long updates.  (Nothing is ever dead, just, you know, aging like fine wine or something.)
I’m not sure how many writing projects will be posted here, either.  I enjoy posting on AO3.  I like the format.  I like the way it works.  I like that it organizes everything for me.  If I post something there, I’ll obviously share the link here, but I don’t know how many fics I’ll be posting here moving forward.
Also, I’m just gonna start reblogging shit like crazy.  Anything!  Everything!  All at once!  The tumblr is my oyster!
Despite reblogging more, I’m just gonna let this blog become more disorganized.  If I have the energy to tag stuff, I will, but I think I’m just gonna focus on sharing things rather than sharing things in a way that’s particularly organized.
I’m gonna start reblogging more fic recs here, too (and sharing ones from AO3!).  I will, of course, be keeping my fic rec blog, and it’ll get its own small update post, but the goal is to just give myself the permission to be less organized so I have more energy to enjoy and share fic.
Related: the blog might get a makeover.  I’m not sure yet because I’ve had roughly the same colors/theme/pfp for all the years I’ve had this blog, so changing it will be hard.  (And I have no idea what exactly to change to!) But we’ll see.  Ideas are welcome.
I feel a little melodramatic making this big, long post about this, but I feel like the folks that are still hanging around my blog (you lovely, few and far between, who are neither bots nor dead blogs, I adore you all immensely) are hanging around for a reason, and I want to give fair warning that the activity levels here will be changing, the tagging system/findability of things will be changing, the location of fics being posted will be changing.  It felt right to warn people so they could unfollow/block if they so desire.
But anyway, happy (late) 2024!  I hope this post finds everyone well, and I’m excited to see what the future holds!
-Silent
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