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salaciousdoll · 6 months
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emilycatherines-blog · 3 months
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did you read the book i recommended to you so you could understand that i want you to understand me and i crave your approval or do you want me to die?
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grumpepper · 21 days
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just life lately
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wisteriagoesvroom · 9 days
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KINGSMAN SPIES LANDOSCAR!! honestly could put oscar in as harry (looks conservative and staid upon first impression but actually has an edge) & lando as the upstart newcomer who solves problems unconventionally but effectively nonetheless.
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i passed a specialist shoe shop earlier today that specialises in leathers and i think there'd be something cool about cobbler oscar who keeps a very quiet shop. he's very reserved. has mainly old clients who he keeps in a handwritten notebook. he's carrying on a cobbler tradition of like 90 years and has trained with some impressive brits and everything. and at night he's the kingsman's service artillery specialist. he just pulls out rows and rows of stuff like Q and is like. "i'd suggest that one. you need a muffler in a place like king's cross station. easy cleanup."
and lando's some rich kid from millfield who has been thrust into the service because his dad sent him as a joke 'cus he's like, you're too coddled. you need to do it before you get your trust fund.
but it turns out that with the right focus and intention lando is actually a brilliant kingsman in the making. he definitely has an eggsy moment at training academy where he has to take out a bunch of trainers using only a ballpoint pen and a textbook or something. he's the only one who figures out that the ballpoint pen has different functions upon specific clicks. one of them is a nanorazor, and another is an incapacitating poison.
and lando, a little bruised, very tired, is about to go on his first mission. he's at oscar's shop, choosing shoes and trying not to glance at oscar and his still hands and his cool demeanour.
then lando is like, "wait. you designed the pen thing earlier didn't you? that was you." and oscar gets this glimmer of a smile and a single arched eyebrow that he presses back down, and is like: "yeah. did you like it?"
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chrissy-dont-talk · 3 months
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As many kids as he wants!
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crossedwiress · 16 days
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i feel it coming, my blood is wine
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jeonjungcooky · 1 year
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I feel you, pretty baby, feel me
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agsthv · 1 year
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✷ 🌪️ ゚𓈒  ᰍ︬  🥟 @tookio
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alfaire · 1 year
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  ㅤ  ㅤ  ㅤ ㅤ   💧  𝆹  🫁  ㅤ  ㅤHARD TO LOVE
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tandaforever · 7 months
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I recognized him.
Charmie ficlet
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I met him.
Through his work.
Through his brush.
He was someone, I think, I could understand.
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We met while I was looking at someone else's art.
He thought I had atrocious taste.
I looked at him and swallowed. Shook my head.
No. I don't.
"I liked your art," I told him.
He smiled. "Of course you did."
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We hung out. Walked together. Laughed together.
He made me smile. I made him smile.
Is this what friendship looks like?
No, I thought. This was more.
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One night I asked, "what do you want from me?"
"You," he answered. Simple and to the point.
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I fell in love.
We fell in love.
But was it enough?
"Yes", he said.
"Are you sure?"
He was sure, he said. "Our love is enough."
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koriand3r · 5 months
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Anya - Self Less
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freddieslater · 3 months
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Femslash February: Batherine | Bonnie Bennett x Katherine Pierce (The Vampire Diaries)
Requested by @hydesjackiespuddinpop
Magic isn't just a candle flickering to life, or some fancy firework-like sparks. It isn't just an object moving on its own from one side of the room to the other, or a book suddenly flipping to the exact right page.
Magic is also a splitting migraine that starts at the base of the skull and then spreads like wildfire, seeping into every crevice and wrinkle of the brain. It's lethargy that deadens limbs and makes even the eyelids too heavy to lift, crushed under the weight of the world only a few hours ago.
It's hot. Literally - it burns as it travels through the veins, right down to the tips of the finger, emanating across every nerve and muscle until the entire body is consumed with the heat of something indescribable and unknowable. It's metallic, like the blood that drips down into the mouth.
But none of that is enough to stop the enchantment of something so bitter; so unpredictably and deliciously dangerous. Those drawn in by the flicker of light in the darkness accept the risk of getting lost in it, consumed momentarily by an irrepressible desire.
Bonnie knows she is on the verge of being lost as she stares back into the dark eyes peering up at her from behind her own arm, fangs lost in her soft flesh. The white-hot flames beneath her skin push and pulse until she is sure she is actually going to catch fire. Magic is oxygen, it is the thing that fills her lungs and is stolen from them almost immediately, and it is the indescribable sensation that ripples through her when Katherine's resolve breaks, becoming too lost in the moment to keep it up any longer. Her eyelids flicker and she laces their fingers together with a soft moan.
Maybe lost is what they both are. Lost to a world that lost interest in them. Maybe magic is finding each other when the world has long-since stopped looking.
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feuerspirit · 16 days
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Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness
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thelibraryofsylphide · 2 months
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Loki, the Martyr, the Result. Loki.
Loki Moodboard trilogy: 1 | 2 | 3
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taintedcigs · 7 months
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“you should never say ‘who’s there?’ don't you watch scary movies? it’s a death wish.” —ghostface!steddie x reader ♡
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becca-e-barnes · 2 years
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Needy!possessive!ex-husband Bucky sprinkled with a good amount of breeding kink. Yes? Fuck yes.
Not me taking the Steve thot I had while driving to work this morning and making it a Bucky thot bc it would fit this so nicely 🙈
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Because your ex-husband wants you back so damn bad and you've got him right where you want him because neither of you wanted to separate in the first place. It just took being apart for a while for you both to realise just how badly you want to stay together.
It's fun to dance around it for a little while though. It's fun to watch how his eyes linger on you just a few seconds too long when you walk past. It's also fun to watch him lose his mind when you bend over in front of him, forcing him to remember all the times he's bent you over and fucked himself senseless in the best cunt he's ever had. But it's even more fun to watch him seethe with rage, nostrils flaring and fists clenched when he sees another man with his hand on the small of your back, kissing you gently on the cheek as you get into your car.
That's what totally breaks him. You know he's seen it and you know it'll be the end of all this stupidity.
And sure enough, there he is at your door at 11pm that night, when he knows the kids will be fast asleep. He's not in the mood for wasting time, kissing you hungrily, the way he's dreamed of for months. Exactly the way he used to.
You gladly let him because God, you need this too. Nothing compares to the way Bucky touches you. Nothing feels as good as his hands on your skin, his teeth nipping you gently and his cock, hard and thick and throbbing inside you and you know you're not far from experiencing that again.
"Fucking hell, I missed this." He grunts, stripping your clothes, running a hand between your thighs with such confidence because he knows exactly how to touch you.
"Missed. You too." You whisper between heavy kisses that leave you gasping, pulling away from his touch to position yourself on the bed. You're on your hands and knees, wiggling your ass, showing off your glistening cunt and fuck, he's reminded why this position has always been one of his favourites.
"Shit baby, you're desperate. You know how I can tell? You're practically creamin' already and I haven't given you so much as a finger yet. No one else been fuckin' you, right angel? Hope no one's been touchin' what's mine." He growls, lining himself up with your entrance, slipping between your folds to let your arousal slick him up.
"N-no Bucky. Not been with anyone else." You gasp, fisting the sheets in impatience.
"That's what I like to hear, Mrs Barnes. Always been such a sweet little wife. Best fucking mommy to our babies too." As he reminsces, his dick presses the whole way into you, parting your soft walls in a way that has you both losing control completely. It's been so long you both know you won't last but there's nothing to be embarrassed about with someone you love and trust so much.
"How about I give you that third baby we always talked about, huh? Won't fucking matter if you don't have my ring back on your finger when you've got your tummy swollen with my baby. That motherfucker won't dream of touching my wife again. Gonna fuck you so full, he knows to stay away from you." His thrusts are relentless already, not even needing to work you up because you're already too desperate.
"Mhm fuck baby please, gimme a baby, Bucky. Knock me up. Let everyone know I'm yours again." You sob through the pleasure, empty headed as every last thrust pounds your sweet spot so perfectly it leaves you with tears in your eyes.
"Oh angel, don't be silly. You were always mine. You said so yourself, no one else touched you and I know that's fuckin' true by the mess this pretty pussy is making. Gripping me like it wants this baby more than I do." He can't even stop himself, fucking you faster and faster until you're almost convinced the pleasure is going to break you.
"Mhm shit baby, I'm gonna cum." He grunts, giving your ass one last firm squeeze before pulling out. You're slightly confused, almost dazed at the loss of his cock right as he's about to finish and you're even more dazed when two strong hands land on your hips, flipping you over onto your back, your thighs pressed to your chest as Bucky effortlessly slips back into you again.
"Body's fuckin' perfect baby, don't get me wrong but I need to see that pretty face of yours. I wanna see the look in your eye when you realise I made you a mommy again. That look you give me when I fuck so much cum into you, you feel fuller already." His hand holds your chin gently, making you keep your eyes on him and it's so incredibly perfect as his orgasm takes over.
Through every groan and stutter of his hips, he keeps his eyes open and on you. Pleasure numbs every one of his senses, a need to breed you taking over as his cock shoots the most delicious load as deep inside you as your body will allow him.
After he's finished, he stays inside you, keeping you plugged, rutting so gently as he uses his thumb to rub your clit between your bodies, bringing you to your own earth shattering orgasm. "That's it sweets, let your body suck my cum deeper. God, I can't wait to see you pregnant again. Gonna be thinking of nothing else until we know for certain. Gotta make sure it worked though, guess another round would do no harm." He smirks, slipping the same thumb past your lips as his thrusts resume, just as intense as before.
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