#22.10.2024

[thewitcheswitch89]

Ghostober 2024

by @kroas-adtam

Read on AO3 or Wattpad

On the altar

Wax Play

Papa Emeritus IV x Female reader

Smut 18 +

You lay on the altar and looked up at him. This was your first ritual with him. You only agreed to this because you loved and trusted him. Your naked body on display. You felt the cold stone of the altar pressed against your back. Copia went to your side. He was wearing his full Papa attire, holding a lighted soy candle in his hand.

With a gentle smile, he placed the lighted candle on the altar beside you, casting a warm, flickering glow over your exposed skin. "Beautiful," he whispered, his eyes roaming over your body, from your face to your toes. "You are absolutely beautiful, Mia cara."

He reached out to brush a strand of hair from your forehead, his touch feathery. "I'm so glad you agreed to this, my love," he said softly. "I promise to take care of you, to make this a memorable and enjoyable experience for both of us."

"I trust you, Copia..." you whispered. You felt nervous and excited at the same time.

Copia leaned closer and brought his lips to your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

"I know, amore....I want to worship every inch of you to show you how much you mean to me," he murmured, his voice deep and full of promise. "Now, let's begin this ritual, shall we?"

With that, he began to undress, revealing his own toned body, his skin gleaming in the candlelight.

Your eyes roamed over his features. You never get tired of seeing him naked like this. He was such a snack and you had to control yourself not to grab him and pull him on top of you. He took the soy candle again and held it over your body. You knew what was going to happen.

He slowly moved the flame of the candle over your skin, the wax melting and pooling in his palm. "Remember, amore, just let go and enjoy the sensations," he purred, his voice reassuring. "I'll guide you every step ."

With a gentle touch, he began to apply the warm wax to your skin, starting at your collarbone and working his way down, leaving a trail of sticky, cooling residue in his wake.

You hissed as the warm wax touched your skin. The wax dripped down your body...over your breasts and down to your stomach.

He continued his slow, careful movements, the flame of the candle casting dancing shadows across your face as he worked. When the wax reached your nipples, he blew on the hardened tips before carefully removing the cooled wax, leaving them slightly reddened and sensitive.

Leaning down, he took one nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he gently pinched the other. You could feel his hot breath on your skin, sending shivers of pleasure through you.

You moaned, wanting so badly to reach out and touch his skin. Feel him, kiss him. But you could only watch him as he dripped the wax onto your skin. Doing it so gently and slowly.

He chuckled, the vibration tickling your nipple before releasing it with a pop. "Patience, my love," he teased, sensing your desire to touch him. "We have all the time in the world. First, let's focus on you and the pleasure I'm about to give you."

Moving lower, he dripped wax down your abdomen, watching it pool in your bellybutton before peeling it off with a satisfied hum. The coolness against your heated skin was a delicious contrast. "So responsive," he praised, his fingers dancing along your sensitive skin. "I can't wait to see how you react to the next part," he dripped a generous amount onto your inner thigh. " Be prepared, Aore," he warned before slowly pulling it away, the sensation sending shivers up your spine. "More?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Or do you need a break before we head further south?"

You looked at him. "No, I need you now," you mumbled and finally reached out a hand for him, you could not stand it anymore, you needed to feel him.

Copia's eyes sparkled with desire and adoration as he took in your desperate, needy response. "Ah, amore," he whimpered, planting a tender kiss on your palm before taking your hand in his. "You have no idea how much it turns me on when you give yourself so completely to your desires."

He guided your hand to the hard, throbbing length of his cock, letting you feel the heat and throb of his arousal. "Touch me," he demanded, his voice husky. "Explore every inch of what's yours."

As you began to stroke him, Copia let out a low moan. His hips rocked against your touch, seeking more friction. "That's it," he moaned, his eyes fluttering closed. "Just like that, so good. You always know how to drive me wild."

With his free hand, he reached between your legs, searching for your smooth, aching core. When he found you, he moaned again, the sound sending vibrations through your body. "Mmm, so wet for me already," he purred, sliding a finger through your folds and circling your clit. "You're going to come so hard for me, just wait and see."

He continued to work your body with skilled hands as you stroked his cock. While maintaining his intense, hungry gaze, he teased your sensitive clit. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice deep and demanding. "Let me see those beautiful eyes as you lose yourself in pleasure."

As he fingered you faster, you felt the coil of tension inside you winding tighter and tighter. The combination of his touch, the wax on your skin, and the sight of him so loving and needy.

Your moan echoed through the chapel." Copia ....don't stop!", still stroking his cock.

"I won't, amore. Not until you scream my name," Copia promised, his voice a deep, husky growl. He increased the speed of his fingers, working them in and out of your soaked hole at a relentless pace.

Leaning down, he captured your mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue tangling with yours. He swallowed your moans and whimpers, using your arousal to fuel his own as he thrust his fingers into your clenching Pussy.

He broke the kiss and looked at you with eyes dark with lust. "Come to me, Mia. Let go and give yourself completely to me," he urged, his voice a pleading command.

As if his words were the final trigger, your body tensed and then exploded in a climax so intense it almost caused you pain. You threw your head back, a high, piercing moan escaping your throat as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you.

Copia watched you come apart, his own excitement growing at the sight of your total release. "That's it, amore," he moaned, his fingers still moving inside you as you rode out the aftershocks. "Such a good girl, taking everything I give you."

As your body slowly relaxed, he released his fingers and brought them to his lips, sucking them with a low, satisfied hum. "Delizioso," he purred, his eyes never leaving yours. "Now let's finish what we started, shall we?" He positioned himself between your legs, the head of his cock pressed against your entrance. "And I want to hear you scream my name as I claim you," he whispered, his voice thick with desire.

[septentrrional]

Freedom Of Fear @ Quantic, Bucharest, Romania

[godsnameisjoy]

29

Date: 22 October 2024

Duration: 46 minutes at 10:06 PM

Depth:

My blogposts titled ‘24’ and ‘28’ are about a new depth of mind. After last night’s relatively shallow meditation, I am not sure if meditations ‘24’ and ‘28’ are going to become the norm or were they one time experiences through a short lived phase.

However much I crave for image free inner peace to become my regular meditational experience, I am not going to get it until the blessed flow of life energy thinks I am ready for it. There was imagery last night but it didn’t frustrate.

Last night, I was facing inner peace while mental imagery tried its best to get my complete attention. It isn’t a bad meditational milestone to be at. There is both mental imagery and inner peace except now I face inner peace. Mental imagery seems to be behind me.

I don’t wish to rejoice too early over the long awaited change in my attention’s direction. I am hoping that the change is irreversible but 29 straight meditations is not enough for me to be certain.

[metal-dortmund]

Danko Jones & Los Pepes@FZW, 22.10.2024

Direkt in die vorderste Front verfrachtet, nachdem ich in ein schwüles Gemenge an ziemlich voller Bude aufkreuzte. Die Hörerschaft war bunt gemischt, aber ich fand mich an meinem Lieblingsplatz rechts vor der Bühne in einem Pulk aus Metal-Fans wieder. Da fühle ich mich natürlich am wohlsten. Etwa 50 Minuten spielte die britische Vorband einen Mix aus Punk und Garage Rock, bei dem durchaus einige gute Songs herausstachen. Die Darbietung war ziemlich straight und der Schlagzeuger stach mit auffälliger Spielfreude und Dauergrinsen heraus. Bewegung gab es aber auch vom Gitarristen. Als mal der Bass ausfiel wurde auch gut mit dem Publikum interagiert und somit ein gutes Fundament für die Kanadier gelegt. Am Anfang klangen sie noch ein wenig schräpelig, aber die Show wurde zunehmend besser. Nach einer etwa 25-minütigen Umbaupause kam dann eine bedeutungsschwangere Musik, bis man die volle Wucht von Danko Jones mit dem Opener "Guess Who's Back" abbekam. Nach 70 Minuten wurde bereits eine Zugabe eingefordert, obwohl man schon den Radiohit "Do You Kiss..." verbraten hatte. Einfach nur Rock, der geradeaus geht und das Publikum mitriss. Dabei ein etwas witzig-überheblicher Danko, der die ganze Zeit betonte, was für großartige Songs sie hätten. Kein Schnickschnack, keine Akrobaten - purer Rock'n'Roll!

[nei-ning]

Had long and, kind of, exhausting dream.

I was visiting my sis in this new place. It looked like huge greenhouse, abandoned, with red brick wall, glass ceiling, parts of the decoration falling a part etc. There came some changes so I called my mom that I need to come back today. It was about 6pm so I told her I can buy a ticket for today already for evening train. My mother didn't want me to buy ticket for so late train even that she was already in the city where train would bring me. We ended up arguing some until I hang up on her, starting to climb on this white wooden wall on the second floor, getting out of the building.

Right away when I get outside, I'm at the factory area in my home town. I feel slightly confused but go closer to the scene since there's some people outside. There's 3 guys (one celebrity like Sylvester Stallone) and they are making tattoos for people. I start to think that I could take a tattoo but how risky it would be? After all, I can feel it that my day has been one big shit hitting the fan all at once already. What if I would get screwed up tattoo?

I still start to think some tattoo ideas on my right arm near shoulder. Simple butterfly (lines only), butterfly and half moon (lines) or group tattoo of Pikachu, Squirtle and Charmander (colored). I'm not loving any of these ideas but I go for it anyway. There's male customers, maybe 4 to 6, before me but one of the tattooers do invite me to him. Instead of asking what I would like, he just talks with his pal, taking out a paper while his friend tells me he will plan me a tattoo and show it outside if I would like it or not. I just nod and go back on the spot where I was.

I start to feel hell nervous since I don't want just anything on my skin. What if this guy is bad at tattooing? Then someone handles me this tattooer's portfolio abd i start to go through it. He does colored ANIMATED tattoos of Grimmjow! They look pretty and well done but I feel a bit disappointed since he doesn't do / capture Grimmjow's eyes right (that piercing look he has). I know his friend does Grimmjow better but I decide to give this guy a shot.

After this decision I instantly see, with my mind's eyes, round Grimmjow tattoo appearing on my right leg's outerside near knee. It only has his head inside a circle from the side view but he moves his head a bit every now and then. I think he grins slightly too.

Just before I woke up from this dream, I see number line 7744770 infront of my eyes. Next I fully wake up on the slight burning feeling on the area of my leg where Grimmjow tattoo would had come. Is this a sign?! I hope so! :D

But then I opened my Tumblr and for a some reason, which has NEVER happen before, my Tumblr and ALL posts are in Finnish! I had a little panic stroke right there! :'D Went to settings to check language (still in English) so I restarted my phone. Thank God, that did the trick!

[wdlm]

[bangjiazheng]

Vždycky jsem se chtěl naučit dobře česky a naučit se mluvit s českými lidmi.

Vždycky jsem se chtěl naučit dobře česky a naučit se mluvit s českými lidmi. Jsem Velmi Vážně, Jsem Velmi Šťastný!!!! Miluju češtinu nejvíc!!!!😽😽😽Jsem tak velmi šťastný!!!!😺😺😺 Velmi Velmi Šťastný!!!!😺😺😺Šťastný~!!!!!!!…………😸😸😸 (22.10.2024) 23.10.2024 00.02

[quietzap]

💛

[kaarijasupporters]

Edinburgh, 22.10.2024 💕

[chubymen]

📅 úterý 22.10.2024

[septentrrional]

22nd October 2024, Bucharest, Romania

[yourteght]

» UNUSUAL YOU — pedido pessoal

⟅22.10.2024 — eu estou em prantos, elas não mereciam esse final E POR ISSO, conversando sobre ships um tempo desses, a mafu me fez um pedido impossível de recusar (!) me garantiu que não tem (tanta) tristeza e que termina com um final feliz :3 a capa foi sussa pra fazer, não durou um dia e eu já tinha entregado pq eu sou o flash ⚡

[mad-fantasy]

The Other Wife

Piccolo is raising his babies, so

22.10.2024, commission/support Mani

bonus:

IDK WHAT'S HAPPENED HERE-- I JUST WANTED TO DRAW THEIR SHOES AND CUTE BUMS D'X

[blueprint-9376]

22.10.2024 [😁]

☕️: 카페 가는 날/ I found a new cafe!

[mychampagne-mybubbles]

Charlie Puth • Love You Goodbye • 22.10.2024

Tribute to Liam

This was for me one of the band’s most moving songs, and again, even more heartbreaking in this context.

[bangjiazheng]

Vždycky jsem se chtěl naučit dobře česky a naučit se mluvit s českými lidmi.

Vždycky jsem se chtěl naučit dobře česky a naučit se mluvit s českými lidmi. Jsem Velmi Vážně, Jsem Velmi Šťastný!!!! Miluju češtinu nejvíc!!!!😽😽😽Jsem tak velmi šťastný!!!!😺😺😺 Velmi Velmi Šťastný!!!!😺😺😺Šťastný~!!!!!!!…………😸😸😸

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