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[wohyunz]

lee know & hyunjin moments for @loversmore 🤍

[feralgodmothers]

“You want me right now?” he asks, his voice breathless, his eyes searching your face.

YOU ALREADY KNOW I WANT YOU EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY DUDE BE REAL

“You’re so cute when you’re all famous,” you tease, nudging him gently.

FACTS 🥰🥰🥰🥰💞😍💖😍💖

Wedding Date

Label Mature 18+

Summary You ask Austin to be your wedding date but due to his heavy filming schedule, he doesn’t know if he can make it.

💝Romantic Smut 💝 Austin affectionate• Austin adoring • wedding date • passionate reunion • romantic fluff • emotional intimacy • constant affection • constant praising • indulgent confessions of love •make out session • semi-public sex • size kink • clit play • consecutive orgasms • mutual orgasms • cream pie • aftercare 

✨ Inspo via ask -changed the entire premise of the ask, but kept all the interactions (you said I could lol) I think it works 🥰💕

Wedding Date

The late summer evening wraps around you like a promise as you adjust the strap of your baby blue gown, the silk clinging just right against your skin, accentuating every curve.

You stand before the mirror in your hotel room, heart fluttering, not just because you’re attending your friends wedding, whose now a renowned actress, but because you invited your boyfriend, Austin Butler, to be your date. 

His appearance hadn’t been guaranteed because the filming schedule for his new action thriller had been relentless.

When you asked him weeks ago, his blue eyes were shadowed with uncertainty.

“Baby, I want to be there,” he said over the video call, running a hand through his soft brown hair, his voice low and earnest. “But this shoot… it’s brutal. I’ll know closer to the date, okay baby?”

You nodded, masking your dismay with a small smile. “I get it, Aus. Just… let me know. I would love to have you here with me.” 

His expression softened as you gazed at him through the video call, and his lips quirked into a warm smile, his voice dropping low. “I’ll try baby.” He promised. 

Now, as you slip on your heels, it’s all but confirmed and your phone buzzes with a text from Austin: Just landed. I’m coming. Be there in an hour. Can’t wait to see you.

Your heart does somersaults, a wide smile breaking across your face.

Because he’s coming. He actually made it.

The venue is a few blocks away, a lush botanical garden spanning acres of greenery, with a breathtaking glass pavilion beyond the entrance, bathed in golden twilight, and shimmering with quiet grandeur.

Paparazzi linger discreetly at the gates, their cameras trained on the steady parade of A-listers arriving, dressed immaculately as they glide through the entrance.

All the guests make their way toward the floral arch, mingling near the neatly arranged rows of seating.

The night radiates glamour and exclusivity, but all you can think about is Austin.

You spot him before he sees you, striding into the venue, his gray suit tailored to perfection, the open-collared white shirt giving him a relaxed yet devastatingly handsome edge. 

His blue eyes scan the crowd until they land on you, and when they do, a wide grin spreads across his face.

He weaves through the guests with that effortless allure, the kind that makes him a heartthrob both on and off the screen, never taking his eyes off you as he closes the distance.

“You look so beautiful,” he says, his voice full of admiration as he reaches you, and his hands slide to your waist as he draws you in. His presence is warm, touched with that familiar charm that always makes your knees weak.

You tilt your face up, heart racing to finally be with him, and then his mouth finds yours.

The kiss is slow and deep, full of everything words couldn’t say. His grip tightens on your waist, and as your hands slide up his chest the world falls away… until nothing is left but the heat of his lips and the rush of finally being in his arms.

He slowly pulls back, his fingers brushing a stray curl from your face. “I missed you so much baby.” He says his eyes sparkling with joy and you feel a warmth rush your cheeks.

“I missed you too Austin,” you say, your voice soft and full of love, gazing into the depths of his blue eyes. 

The ceremony unfolds under a canopy of fairy lights, the couple exchanging vows that leave many in the crowd teary-eyed. 

Austin’s arm drapes over your shoulders, his thumb tracing idle circles on your skin, and a soft smile warms his face. “They look so happy,” he whispers, nodding toward the bride and groom.

You lean into him, your gaze tender as you watch the couple. “They found the person they want to spend the rest of their life with,” you confess quietly. “That kind of love is so rare.”

He glances down at you, his eyes softening as the moment settles between you, exchanging something unspoken yet entirely understood.

The reception starts off with a live band, and the dance floor fills quickly. Austin grins, pulling you into a sway during a soulful ballad, one hand resting at your hip while the other interlaces with yours, pressing your bodies close.

His height towers over you, and you rest your cheek against his chest, breathing in the faint  woodsy floral scent of his cologne.

“You’re such a good dancer,” you compliment tilting your head up to meet his gaze, and his blue eyes are glinting in the soft light.

“That’s because I’ve got the best partner,” he replies, his voice soft but laced with that flirty edge as he spins you gently, then pulls you back, making you giggle as you return into his arms. 

As the night progresses, Austin sheds his jacket, his white shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal a sliver of his chest. His cheeks are flushed from liquor and laughter, and his eyes are bright with joy. 

You find the large designer photo booth tucked away in a secluded area of the gardens, a lavish setup with an assortment of arranged props. You pick a cowboy hat, placing it on Austin’s head, and he retaliates by settling a sparkly halo on yours.

“Alright, c’mon Angel,” he says, guiding you in and pulling you on his lap in the large booth. 

The door clicks shut, lighting up a sign that reads “Occupied,” and you cozy up beside him as the screen flashes “Get ready!” and the countdown begins.

When the camera flashes you strike silly poses, you sticking out your tongue, him pointing with a stern expression like a sheriff.

The next shot, you lean in and lick his cheek, catching him off guard making him laugh, his hand playfully grabbing your ass as he grins, “Such a naughty little angel.” He teases.

You squeal, bouncing on his lap in surprise as his grip tightens, grinning so wide your face hurts. “You love this naughty angel” you tease right back.

His eyes darken as he looks at you, and just before the next flash, he steals a kiss.

The camera snaps, but he doesn’t stop, his mouth kisses yours, deeply, passionately, like he’s been waiting for this all night.

You push his cowboy hat from his head sliding your fingers into his soft brown hair, and you kiss him back with just as much intensity as the final flash goes off. 

The booth goes still… but you both don’t.

He pulls you fully on his lap until your straddling him, his hands pushing your dress up your thighs. His lips are hot and insistent against yours, and his fingers slip beneath the hem of your dress, his breaths uneven as he breaks the kiss.

“You want me right now?” he asks, his voice breathless, his eyes searching your face.

“Yes,” you whisper, leaning in to kiss him again as you say it.

He lifts your dress, bunching the silk high around your thighs, and pulls your panties aside, his fingers finding you warm, wet, and ready for him.

He lifts his hips slightly, and his breaths are shallow as he watches you unbuckle his belt, quickly pulling down his waistband, and releasing his large cock from his slacks.

He’s already thick and hard, flushing a deep shade of pink as you slowly sink down on him. A soft, shaky breath escapes your lips as he fills you completely, the pressure exquisite, as you settle around the base.

His fingers grasp your waist holding you steady and with every slow glide up and down your hips rock against him. You lean in close, and his lips find your neck, pressing soft open-mouthed kisses as he whispers sweet praises against your skin. “So perfect… you feel so good, baby… don’t stop,” he begs, his voice low and reverent.

You pant against his shoulder, your orgasm building, fast, wild, unstoppable, and when it hits, your body tenses, clenching hard around him as you come, soft cries slipping from your lips as you ride it out in his lap.

His breath stutters, a broken sound escaping him as he watches you fall apart and he grinds up into you, thrusting deeper, his forehead pressing yours before his lips graze your cheek.

“God, baby…” he breathes, voice low and wrecked. “You feel so good to me.”

His hand slides between your thighs, his fingers slipping over your clit and you rock back and forth on him, your hips rolling in rhythm with his thrusts. 

His body tenses beneath you, his breaths becoming heavy and uneven as his eyes lock with yours.

You take him faster, sliding up and down as his fingers circle your clit with increasing pressure until your thighs are shaking with every roll of your hips.

The wet heat of your walls and the rhythm you keep has him gasping softly, his free hand gripping the side of the seat.

“Baby I’m so close,” he warns, his voice shaky, his hips twitching feeling the pleasure taking over.

You move against him with purpose, rolling your hips just right, and gasps begin to spill from his lips as he loses control, his cock twitching inside of you as he starts to fall apart.

His hand slides into your hair, gathering it in a loose grip as he thrusts harder, his eyes intense, locked on yours, his lips parting in surrender.

“Baby… I’m gonna come,” he gasps, his hips jerking up into you and his pace quickens, erratic and desperate.

You moan softly as your walls flutter around him, and that’s all it takes.

His grip tightens in your hair as he comes, a soft curse falling from his lips, his body tensing beneath you. 

He holds you through it, letting you feel every pulse, every twitch of his cock, and your walls clench around him as you orgasm together, each thrust increasing your pleasure with aching precision. 

When it’s over, he exhales shakily, pulling you to him, kissing you slow and deep, his thumb trailing your jaw, his fingers brushing your hair from your face.

His eyes search yours, tender, reverent, and full of something real.

“I love you so much,” he says without reservation.

You smile, warmth rising in your face as your fingers gently brush his neck.

“I love you too,” you reply, your heart full.

As you step out of the booth together, the printed photo strip waits for you, a chaotic, silly, intimate string of moments that you and Austin look over with fondness.

“I’m framing these in our bedroom,” he confesses, and you giggle.

“I’ll remember what we did after these photos forever,” you whisper, and you smile, pressing a kiss to his cheek, as he gazes down the strip with a seductive, knowing grin.

The night continues unfolding in a dreamy blur, music, laughter, stolen kisses, you’re both wrapped in each other’s love, teasing relentlessly, every touch affectionate, every glance reigniting the spark. 

“You’re so beautiful baby,” he says at one point, his fingers brushing your jaw, his eyes locked on yours. “I can’t get enough of you.” he confesses.

By the end of the wedding you leave the dance floor, you’re both a little tipsy, giggling like teenagers. The night air is cool as you leave through a secluded exit strolling back to your hotel, arm in arm, the festivities  twinkling behind you. 

Austin’s shirt is heavily unbuttoned now, his suit jacket long gone, and he’s humming a tune from the band, his voice soft and melodic.

You’re halfway to the hotel when a couple of fans spot him, their eyes going wide.

“Austin Butler?” one of them says, practically breathless. “Are you filming in town right now?” the other asks excitedly.

He flashes a smile, ever gracious. “Actually, we’re just coming from a wedding. What about you?”

“We were at a wedding too!” She beams.

“You’re dressed so nice,” he says, then pauses with a playful grin. “Is it your wedding?”

“No, I’d be wearing white,” she laughs, then adds, “You look amazing, by the way.”

“Thank you,” he replies, and she jumps in quickly, “Would you mind doing a quick video congratulating the bride and groom with me?”

“Sure,” he says without hesitation, stepping beside her as her friend starts filming.

He finds out the couple’s names, then joins in with her, offering a cheerful message and even giggling at the end, grinning wide at the sweet moment.

They thank him, stunned and glowing in disbelief that he was so kind and made time for them.

He loops his arm around you again as you walk together, and you lean into him.

“You’re so cute when you’re all famous,” you tease, nudging him gently.

He laughs, squeezing your waist. “Cute, huh?”

“Yeah like ruin my life cute,” you grin, placing a kiss on his cheek, and he giggles again deep and warm, too giddy to stop it.

Back at the hotel, you pull him into the room, the door clicking shut behind you. His hands gently roam your body, as his lips softy brush your neck “Love you so much baby.” He smiles, pulling back, his blue eyes sparkling in the dim light, his cheeks rosy with that giddy, loving glow. 

You look up at him, your fingers trailing his open collar. “Love you too,” you say softly, your hands gliding over his broad shoulders as the warmth between you settles deep.

He squeezes your hip, his other hand sliding up to cup your jaw. “You’re so pretty, baby… I’m so lucky you’re mine,” he confesses.

You grin, pulling him closer, your fingers slipping to the nape of his neck. “What, you want to spend the rest of your life with me?” you tease, eyes sparkling.

“I do,” he says, grinning wide and boyish, then he spins you playfully, like you’re still dancing at the wedding, and pulls you down onto the bed with him as you both collapse together, laughing.

His hands find yours, interlacing your fingers together and he gazes at you, his eyes soft and overflowing with adoration. “You’re everything to me, you know that?” He admits.

You lean in, kissing him deeply, your heart swelling. The night has been perfect, every laugh, every touch, every shared glance, and you lay in each other’s arms, the world outside fading away, wrapped in the warmth of his love and the joy of a night you’ll carry forever.

END 💒 

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[andrearose96]

💖 Sissy Journal Entry: My Clitty Cage Confession 💖

Ugh, okay… this is honestly a little embarrassing to write, but here we go 🙈

Sooo… yeah, I do have a clitty cage already. I feel so shy admitting that, but it’s true. I’ve worn it before, and honestly? It’s such a weird mix of feelings. The first time I locked it on, I just sat there like… oh my god, what am I doing? But at the same time, it made me feel this soft little flutter in my tummy, like everything suddenly felt right 🙈✨

It’s honestly such a strange feeling. Like, you go from feeling nervous and unsure to suddenly feeling tiny and helpless in the cutest way. It really does make me feel more feminine, like I’m just this soft little doll who isn’t supposed to be in control of anything down there anymore 💖

I usually wear it under my panties when I’m just lounging around or doing my girly routines or work. It makes everything feel extra sissy and dreamy, and it’s kinda comforting, in a way? Like, it’s my little reminder that I’ve fully given in to this part of me. No pretending, no denying just me being my soft, locked-up self 🫣💗

My current cage is pretty basic, but I so want to get a cuter one someday, maybe something with a heart-shaped lock, or little sparkly gems… just something really feminine and pretty hehe 🥰

I still get super nervous about it sometimes, but honestly? I kinda love that it makes me feel this way. Like, it’s scary, but it also feels so soft and right for where I’m headed on my glow up journey 💅✨

Okay, wow, I’m totally blushing now, but hey, I promised I’d share this, giggles Hope you all enjoyed my little confession 💖 and I hope you like the first post @karlie-xoxo 🙈💗💖💖 love you all!!

Andrea 🌹

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[zukoandtheoc]

Hi! We haven't really talked in a while but it always makes me happy seeing the notifications from you when I check my activity feed in a "!! Friend !!" sort of way. I actually saw one right when I opened the app today which inspired me to send this. I hope you're having a good whatever time it is where you are, and that things are going well for you!!

[nonese-random]

Spongebob lovelypants <3

[peanutsoutofcontext]

Baby Snoopy of the Day 🥺💗

[swagmaxxer]

CONNOR INLOVE YOU

i love you 2 Dorian

[dominiccotarobles]

Nice 😍💖💘💗💞💕💓❤️💝❤️‍🔥🥰

Roffle taking flight!! 🚁✨💖

Drawn by the incredible @dat-soldier !!

[just-a-creep-babe]

holly molly wmyt chapter 13 got me like

DELICIOUS gimme 14 of em right now☝️🤓

[reijndeers]

happy fabi day guys 🫶

^ v happy with that i'm usually terrible at drawing animals 😭

it's still the 30th somewhere...

[oya-oya-okay]

WHAAHWTWGHHW WHAAA😍😍😍😭💖💥💖💥💖💥💕💥💕💥💕💕💥💗 DEARR

OH MY GOD THIS IS REALLY COOL AND UNBELIEVABLE!!😍😍😍😍😍 THEY ARE SO COOL AAAAAHHHHHH!!😭💝❤️💝❤️💝❤️ SHUU LIKE ZOEY!! I AM VERY HAPPY AND HONORED!!😍😭😭😭😭 OH MY, THEY ARE VERY COOL DESIGNS!🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐 AND EVERYTHING IS SPECIAL FOR EVERY GIRL!!😭💕💗💕💗💕 I AM ALWAYS AMAZED BY HOW GOOD YOU ARE AT DRAWING DETAILS...🛐💥💖💗💕💞💗 I'M VERY HAPPY, THANK YOU SO MUCH DEARRRR IT'S REALLY COOLLL❤️💓❤️💓

Twst oc x KPDH AU

This animations has a really really strong hold on me can you tell?😐😐😐

Just a little quick sketch of the girls as huntrix! Elay belongs to me while Shuu belongs to @oya-oya-okay and quartz to @quartztwst !

I'm also thinking on drawing miss Azul as their manager 😃😃( never thought one day a female version of a character becomes one of my favs...)

Tag: @rizdoodles @lovelyllamasblog @liyuviq @hanafubukki @anbaisai @foxfairylights

[fictionalcreator]

Link Click episode 3 is out time to chew concrete and bounce off the walls as none of the questions are answered because it’s only episode 3 of the 3rd season of a mystery show

Also the name of the episode is just “Them”

Like, ough…yeah…Them <3

[pinkseas]

"love makes you human" "love is the whole point of being alive" "love is at the center of everything we are and everything we do" "the world is about love" L + ratio + wrong + every living person has a unique definition for, understanding of, and relationship with love + what is love to one person is not love to everyone + what is most commonly perceived as love is not love to everyone + nothing about love is universal + existence is utterly unique and love is not inherently a part of it + happiness and contentment and satisfaction and joy and fulfillment can all be found and exist freely and easily without the slightest hint of love + Wronge + there is no inherent Purpose to existence let alone one single true purpose + no emotion or feeling is inherently positive or universally good, the existence of love is utterly neutral + there is no right or wrong way to feel about love + people are just as capable of doing awful things acting on what they define as love as they are capable of good acting on the same + you probably wouldnt say feeling anger or jealousy or happiness or amusement or sadness or Any Other Emotion is the sole purpose of existence so why are you saying it about love + any one person can decide that they want to exist for love or love is extremely important to their existence or they want to focus on love and there is nothing inherently wrong with this whatsoever but them deciding that about Their life does not mean that their thoughts or experience or priority is shared among All Other Life + anyone has the right to choose love but anyone also has the right to reject or renounce it and neither of these choices are incorrect nor are either superior over one another + L again + bigger ratio + wrong (by depeche mode) + the original starwalker

[kaq3yma]

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 [togame jo]

⸻ a brief mention of bully + shaming, very slightly angst, slight violence if you squint, hurt to comfort.

qeena's brief note: a very short drabble from me to make it up for (?) idk what (੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ if you guys somehow notice it from how i wrote this, im still having a bit hard times characterising togame (all winbre chacs actually (｡•́︿•̀｡) ) im having a hard time rn so very sorry if this is shit but im learning so bare with me TT TT thank u so much sayangsss and happy reading xoxo

As the day draws to a close, the sun gradually sink beneath the horizon creating hues of gold and crimson. You settle on the swing, your feet bring you back and forth as the metal creaks and dip at the slight force. You had a pack of ice on your cheek, a futile attempt to soothe the swollen bump before he came. Without notice, the swing beside you creaks causes you to tilt your head. The prominent yellow colored jacket makes your eyes lit and brighten up.

Togame has two bottles of ramune in his hands. He pops both marbles inside the bottle with frizz spewing out and give you one "What's with all that ice? He chuckles, taking a quick sip of his drink. You shake your head, his chuckle mixing in with your faint laughter "My teacher slapped me because I hurt my classmate." His brows quirk in a surprised manner "...Yeah," You look down, fiddling with the marble inside your carbonated drink.

You look up to stare at him because he said nothing but his face, you can tell by his expression, he's pleading you to begin again. A wry laugh escaped past your lips "He was talking shit about me, calling me ugly. I was so pissed off... I think I broke his nose." That earns you a laugh from Togame. You look at him, offended that he find times to laugh when you're being serious and swollen. His laughter trails off and he stare at you "You should've gauge his eyes out, that can make sure he's really blind." You scoff, laughing at his reckless and playful demeanor "I'm serious, you dork. Why are you being so violent?" You huff, drinking half of your ramune in frustration.

Suddenly, he gets up and push his hands inside his trouser jeans "Let's go." He walks off and you look at him, baffled "Where are you going, idiot? I was just getting comfortable." Sighing, you pick your stuff and run after him.

The two of you walk alongside each other, finding spots to take a breather "You..." His raspy voice caught you in trance and you look up, one brow furrowed upwards "Huh?" He shake his head, picking his glass up from the bridge of his nose to adjusted it "You are actually really pretty, Y/n." You grin, nodding your head at him as a confirmation to his tender words. Togame hold, no, grasp your hand firmly and put them in the pocket of his jacket.

You look at him from the side, and because of his round glass, you couldn't make out his green irises. The Shishitoren second-in-command look down at you, tightening his hold on you. However, when he look down, your reflection flashes into your eyes, ables you to look at your face, your pretty face.

The next day, you woke up and get ready for school. You look at yourself in the mirror, feeling all giddy and confident about today. You pack your stuff inside your bag and hurry out to school. You didn't check your phone when it buzzes but it's a text, from Togame and it says; "Have a nice day at school."

When you arrives, you notice a particular seat is empty. It was that guy's. You look at one of your classmates, asking them for his whereabouts since it's unusual for him to be absent but they mindless shrug you off, saying they had no idea. Unbeknownst to you though...

"What can I do? It's your fault for picking up on my girlfriend, anyway~" A swift blow erupt from the narrow alleyway and this time, Togame knows, the guy's nose is broke, for real.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open. all rights reserved goes to @kaq3yma on tumblr.

[kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon]

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New fic! Bentley Knows Best

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67196464

GOAD 2025 Pride Gift Fic

Summary:

They've been dancing around that desperate first kiss for months. Then, the Bentley decides to break down during London's Pride parade, leaving them stranded in the middle of the celebration, surrounded by rainbow flags, sparkly dresses, and the bravery of thousands who have learned to love boldly. Sometimes it takes a village (and a meddling sentient car) to help an angel and a demon find the courage to be who they really are, and love who they truly want.

@goodomensafterdark

[sainz100]

2024 Hungarian GP | x (edited)