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thatgothsamurai · 3 months
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This is it. The last image I want to see.
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negativespace06 · 9 days
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a bunch a random steven universe stuff 👍
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rosedom · 3 months
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"in an open invitation, AETHER and KAEYA have challenged you to . . . (do)n't go chasin' waterfalls
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ⓘ THIS WORK IS FOR 18+ ONLY
✦ㅤㅤ dom!top!gn!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!characters (separate), romantic bedroom setting, squirting, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus (kaeya), so much praise and love, aftercare .
aether and kaeya both need some TLC .
"do you accept, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to confirm."
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Before your boyfriend came home, you had set up the bedroom beautifully. Rose petals adorn the floor to the bed (which your lover will surely bitch about later, for the tedious clean up that it will require), but the bed itself is bare; it's stripped of its main comforter and all the blankets are pushed to the side. But right in the middle of it—right in front of the pillows you had planned to plop your boyfriend on—is an inconspicuous towel.
The towel is thick but soft, fluffy—it had taken quite the mora from your pocket to purchase it with, that's for sure. Its quality is unmatched. You had placed soft scented candles around the room, each in a fire-safe spot. The glow from them illuminates the bed in a soft light, the sight truly enchanting.
Then came the boring part: waiting. You had laid yourself across the bed, busying yourself with a light novel, The Two Musketeers. The candle nearest to you flickers yet gives you steady enough a light to read with.
And then there were footsteps. There were footsteps, and there he was: your boyfriend, right past the threshold, silently staring at you, agape and so-quickly flushed. His breath catches in his throat when he takes in the view, takes in the petals, the soft scent of the candles, you.
You suppose it's time to put down your novel and greet him, no?
✦ㅤㅤ 【 AETHER 】
"I—what is all this?" Aether'd squeak, just slightly, shutting the door behind him with a silent click. He'd look so damn unsure on his feet; beckon him in, won't you? Put your novel aside and step up in a few short strides to grasp those tantalizing hips of his.
You'd walk him back to that bed, the one you so painstakingly set up, all while peppering small kisses on his throat. Cooing, "Your reward for working so hard," playing with the waistband of his trousers. "Let me take care of you tonight."
And just like that, Aether'd so easily acquiesce, surrendering to nothing more than your soft kisses and gentle tongue. Small whimpering moans would escape from his throat as you'd have to move in order lathe attention at the irresistible bob of his Adam's apple—it's not your fault he's just so damn pretty !
Pushing him back to the bed but pause before he can fall on it, softly asking with only a tug of his belt, "Can I take these off, honey?" He'd melt at the pet name—at any pet name, really ! Be sure to butter him up in as many as you can.
But or course, he'd only nod—untrusting of his surely shredded voice—, already beginning to step out of his loose trousers. He would hesitate before doing away with his boxers as well, a small, almost imperceptible string of slick connecting to the cradle of it, seconds before it'd inaudibly snap. You'd have to coo at him, a teasing thing, a gentle, "Oh, Aether," as you'd sidle right up to him and nudge a thigh between his two, clothed knee bumping against his wet cunt, "all this over a bit of kissing?"
He'd try to grumble at you, to say a small, "Shuddap," but it'd be inevitably lost in his mouth when he can't help but grind down into your leg. When his slick smears across the rough fabric of your pants, it'll only prove your—quite perverted—point ! But then he'd ask, all innocent and sweet, looking over his shoulder to the towel on the bed, "What's that for?"
The only way you could possibly reply would have to be an evasive, "You'll see."
Oh, and see he will.
Just—Aether's back on the bed, his ass situated perfectly in the middle of that damn towel, cunt spread open weeping on your fingers. Lil' whimpers and pleas, small "I—please, please !" and other begs would be all he could do when confronted with this all-consuming pleasure.
Make sure to aim your fingers up, the pads of your three fingertips pressing perfectly into the soft bump of his g-spot. His cunt'd be so messy, his cock chubby and throbbing above where you'd be working him open; so make sure to grind your palm into the head of it, gently but surely, applying perfect friction to contrast your ministrations inside him.
Murmur, "so pretty," into his collarbone; ask him, "are you close, honey?" after a thrust that grinds your palm and fingers just right onto, into him. He'd be shaking so obviously, the muscles in his thighs jumping erratically when he'd reply only with desperate nods and begs for more—more pleasure, more of your love, an end to this quickly approaching precipice.
"It—it feels weird—" he'd start to cry for you, your name hot on his lips, as all he could do is grasp at your shoulders and sob so prettily. Relax him, won't you? Kiss his tears away, tell him that it'll be okay, to let go and feel.
Feel he will, as his toned belly would start to tense alongside the rest of his body. He'd be so close—don't you dare change the pace of your hand, be that the even grinding of your palm or the press of your fingers.
"C'mon, honey," you'd have to coo—to soothe him through this unfamiliar feeling of overwhelm, one he's not ever felt before: that is, before you. "Cum for me."
Like the good boy he is, Aether'd cum immediately at those words—except, this time, unlike all those times before, something wet would trickle down your palm.
"Ah—what's—" He'd try to figure out what's happening—why his legs feel so numb, why his entire body feels light and weightless—, so please shush him, soothe his trembling, quaking body and let him revel in the pleasure. All the while, he'd still be squirting in the palm of your hand, your motions making an absolute mess of his inner thighs. Whatever isn't caught in your hand will only trickle down to the towel—blessedly leaving the bedsheets dry and clean—, leaving dark splotches beneath him.
All the while, please tell him how he's your good boy, say, "You did so well for me, honey," make sure he knows that the mess is exactly what you wanted out of that night.
When Aether finally comes down from his high—and oh, what a high it'd be, leaving a puddle beneath his ass and your fingers pruned—, he'd be so, so embarrassed. He'd bring you down to kiss you, all sloppy and tired, as you'd pull your wet hand from him and hold him close.
After it all, your poor traveler'd be all tuckered out, already beginning to doze. Won't you give him a bath, 'nd go tuck him back into bed for me? You're not gonna be getting your own orgasm, but that's alright—you'd probably cum untouched watching him unravel for you anyway.
bro cannot become attuned to hydro and NOT squirt !!
✦ㅤㅤ 【 KAEYA 】
You'd greet Kaeya, first; a gentle, "Hello," to welcome him in. He'd smile at you, a lil' smirk at the edge, and walk in quite self-assured. Giving you only enough time to just set your novel down, he'd already be in front of you.
"What's all this, dove?"
Since he'd be acting so smug, why don't you go ahead and show him who's really in charge, hm? Grab and pull him in by the loops of his belts, making sure to leave him with no other move but to straddle your thighs, your lap. That damning smirk of his would fall immediately. "Oh, y'know."
He most certainly would not know, thank you very much. But that'd be alright; he'll know soon enough.
But before you can get into that, you've gotta butter him up—make sure he knows you've set this all up because you simply adore him. "I love you, Kae."
"I love you, too, but what's—" that train of thought won't do, so you'd have to shush him.
"A surprise, for my favorite calvary captain. Can I not adore my boyfriend?"
"No ! That's not—" The aggravated flush to his cheeks, an almost imperceptible deepening to his dark skin, will be irresistible: kiss it ! Giggle at him gently, kissing his cheeks before you land on his lips. If you two end up kissing for minutes or hours, that's for you to know.
And, as is only natural, that's what'll lead you to having h face down in the pillows, his bare knees absolutely trembling from where they rest on the towel. You'd have your mouth buried in his cunt while your middle and ring finger are buried down to the third knuckle; imagine the taste of him on your tongue as you suckle at where your fingers drive into him, each inward thrust brushing his g-spot.
Ask him, right against his dribbling hole, "Feelin' good?"
Poor Kaeya would only be able to babble mindlessly, face mushed into the sheets as it is as he nods vehemently. Smothering breathless, "Yes, yes, yes," into a pillow, he'd be whining and crying for you to give him more.
Who would you be to deny him the pleasure he so deserves? Lean up—not without kissing his cunt goodbye—and fold yourself over the strong planes of his back, and murmur sweet nothings right into his ear as you nudge a third finger into his weeping hole. Every whisper of "beautiful" will send him trembling; each "my gorgeous boy" will make him arch so prettily beneath you; and, not to forget, every "perfect" making him plead for you—for you to fuck him, to push him over the edge.
You won't even need to ask him if he's close because he'll already start blabbering, so loud into your ear as you bend over him more, encapsulate him entirely in your arms. He'd say how close he is, how he's "about to cum, please, please—"
Don't be so cruel as to deny him this release, will you? So when you nod against him, your own words lost underneath his whimpering moans, he'd cum immediately. But you wouldn't stop the motion of your fingers; no, rather, you'll be pumping them harder, faster, as all he can do is openly sob and grasp helplessly at the sheets.
He wouldn't be accustomed to this feeling—not the way his cock is throbbing nor the way his body just won't come down. And then, just like that, all that tension will release, and he'd end up squirting all over your fingers.
"What a good boy for me," you'd simply have to coo. Take your fingers out slowly, lingering on his oversensitive g-spot, and make sure to spread them in the candle-light—sticky wetness stringing obscenely through them.
You'll know when he's come down from the high, for real this time, when he relaxes into the sheets, knees failing him. He'd make a strangled noise—a whimper, a whine: something—when his groin meets a wet towel. You can breathlessly chuckle, so long as he knows it's not at his expense; why don't you make sure to kiss the nape of his neck while you sigh contentedly against his skin.
If he tries to return the favor on you, shush him. Pull him against your chest, heedless of the wet cum between the two of you (that's mainly between his thighs, but is also all over your hand).
do u think cryo men would have colder squirt? lmao i'm jk (unless) . . .
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FJFJDHDJ that was so much more than i intended . . . haha whoopsies ! but also: thank you guys SO MUCH for 120 followers w(゚Д゚)w !! i'm beyond thrilled and honestly v v flattered. i love u and appreciate u guys sm for engaging in my stuff, even if it's just a like/reblog: i treasure them all <33
JAN. 7, 2024. @rosedom, rosey .
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glassiskies · 3 months
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I think this is the most angelic shot of aziraphale ever. and I mean ever. and it’s him lying to gabriel to thwart the will of god. isn’t that beautiful
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candy-tickles · 6 months
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why does it seem like he likes it? 🩷
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geisterzeit-art · 3 months
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ok *redesigns your v2*
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quillkiller · 3 months
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all im saying is ive never seen someone criticize those marylily or dorlily fanart/fics where they’re harrys mothers and theres no james in sight
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cheesymorgue · 7 months
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His vagina is just out touching the floor!!!!!!
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tsaikonautz · 2 years
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finally some time to think about him sleeby boy
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oldworldwidgets · 10 months
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finally convinced my brother to travel with deacon
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arttitude130 · 5 months
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larger individual pics of the skills (and harry + kim) from my big disco brain post!!!! i was worried blowing them up would mess with the quality but i think it's ok?
free to use with credit (insert disco emoji)
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smoosnoom · 1 year
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corollary
“Okay,” Mike echoes. “So, I was – thinking. We should sleep together." Will, for some reason, still looks lost, but he looks cute – sweet, like that, pink cheeks and eyes wide and glossy and the slight furrow of his eyebrows like Mike has given him something outlandish. “I,” he starts, “don’t understand.”
Mike proposes a sleepover.
Unsurprisingly, no sleeping is done.
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lighthouseas · 8 months
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as a resident bagel lover and therefore bagel expert, here is how the party eats their bagels. i'm right.
mike: toasted plain bagel with plain cream cheese. he likes what he likes even if it's basic. probably doesn't eat bagels that often but when he does he savors them.
lucas: toasted everything bagel with plain cream cheese. can be persuaded to have chive and onion cream cheese instead on occasion. max wipes the seeds off of his face because they get EVERYWHERE (i eat everything bagels a lot. i promise this is true)
dustin: okay so he's very very meticulous about spreading cream cheese. but the kicker is. he does not actually eat cream cheese on his bagels. he prefers them toasted with butter, which gets him some Looks but it's what he likes and he's happy with it. however, whenever the party (mainly max) is having issues spreading cream cheese, he is always happy to help and proportions the cream cheese EXACTLY RIGHT every time (he's so me)
max: bagel sandwiches all the way!!! egg and cheese on a bagel. sausage egg and cheese on a bagel. tomatoes and veggies and cream cheese on a bagel etc etc. do not make that girl eat open face bagels she WILL kill you
will: LOX EVERYTHING BAGELS (he's so me) with everything on them are his absolute favorite, but since he doesn't always have everything to make them in the house, he's fine w a toasted everything bagel with plain cream cheese and lox :) or just cream cheese. will is the Resident Bagel Enthusiast i think because he is just like me fr
el: untoasted bagels all the way for her (or VERY lightly toasted. but that's pushing it) with strawberry cream cheese. plain or sesame do just fine for this, but she also does like to indulge in the occasional cinnamon raisin bagel + strawberry cream cheese. she is the Resident Strawberry Cream Cheese Enthusiast. she loves it a lot
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forestshadow-wolf · 19 days
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It's been a while buut... I'm projecting again
John soap mactavish who gets sad when he can't fix other people's problems. He takes joy in seeing and making other people happy. And sometimes he really just can't fix the problem. Not for lack of trying but... you can't take away chronic pain, or cramps, or death, or seizures, or what have yous.
And I think that makes him sad. Like really truely sad. And he really really wishes he could fix it or make them happy, but...
And maybe sometimes he's stuck between their health and their happiness because how much are you really living if you're not happy right? But also if something happens that's on him.
He thinks about it a lot. Especially late at night when he can't sleep. I think he beats himself up about not being able to make them happier.
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bericas · 1 year
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—gregory maguire HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY!
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morgombie · 7 months
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didnt draw his face how i wanted but its fine :3 behold
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