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i love ur blog !! <33333

omggg i didn't see it i'm so sorry but thank you so much !! 💗

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Rebrand??

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♡ blog rules ꒰ by lise ꒱

୨୧ a lace-trimmed guide for wandering hearts and curious minds...

⸝⸝ this is an ageless blog, but if you're under 18, please proceed with care. i write fluff that aches, angst that bruises, and smut that burns. everything will be tagged—but it’s best you know what you’re walking into.

✿ be kind or be forgotten. no cruelty, no hate, no mocking under the guise of “jokes.” this is a space for softness and shadows—not small minds.

✧ bigotry of any kind will get you blocked, and if you stand with oppressors or excuse harm (zionists, racists, transphobes, misogynists, trump supporters, etc.), don't linger. this space was never meant for you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ this is a curated corner. i don’t engage in discourse or drama. i light candles, write until it hurts, and disappear when needed.

ꕤ no AI requests. no reposts. no edits. no “inspo without asking” i write with my blood, not your algorithm.

⟡ don’t overstep—this isn’t a diary or a confession box. i welcome gentle conversation, not emotional unloading.

𓈒 requests are open only when explicitly stated. i write slow and romantic—i'm not here to deliver content on command.

✧ please do not tag me in content that disrespects my boundaries or contradicts my values. i am a person before i’m a writer.

✿ this space is rooted in daydreams and delusions, but built on real feeling. treat it with care.

thank you for respecting my space, my time, and my words.

— with lace-edged gratitude, lise

⟡ 𖦹 soft fingers, sharp pen. est. forever.

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ᰔ 𝗙𝗟𝗘𝗨𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗘 :: 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧

mine's better huh ? C.S

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ᰔ 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗘'𝗦 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗧

𝗔𝗨'𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗕𝗦 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦

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ᰔ 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗘'𝗦 𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

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“mine’s better, huh?”

chris sturniolo x reader | smut, toy play, teasing, dom!chris, oral (f receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, jealousy + possessiveness, degradation + praise, he's still your best friend but not really, this is filthy. credits to @sturnsira with her version of the story with matt

Chris was digging through your dresser for a hoodie he left behind.

What he found instead made him choke.

“The fuck is this?” he asked, holding it up like it was cursed.

Your heart stopped. You spun around. “Chris—”

“No, no fucking way,” he laughed, practically doubling over, the dildo flopping around in his hand. “Are you for real right now?”

You lunged for it. “Give it back!”

“Nuh uh,” he grinned, holding it high. “You’ve got a whole dick in here and you never told me?”

“Chris—!”

“Veiny,” he muttered, inspecting it. “Realistic. Impressive. Bit girthy though, huh?”

“Chris!”

“Relax,” he said, still laughing. “I’m not judging. I’m just… surprised. You? Using this?”

Your face was burning. “Can you please not—”

But his smile shifted.

He set the toy down.

And suddenly, he was close. Really close. Eyes dark. Voice low.

“You ever think about me while using it?”

You didn’t answer. Couldn’t.

He stepped even closer. “You ever fuck yourself and pretend it was me?”

Your lips parted, but the air got caught in your throat. He saw it. All of it.

“Yeah,” he muttered. “Thought so.”

It escalated fast.

Chris had you on your bed, legs spread, toy forgotten on the nightstand.

“You don’t need that shit,” he said, kissing down your thighs, smirking like the devil. “I’m right here.”

He licked a slow stripe up your pussy, humming like he was tasting dessert.

“Fuck,” you gasped, hand flying to his hair. “Chris—”

“You’re so wet already,” he grinned. “Guess that little discovery turned you on, huh?”

He sucked your clit like it was his job, then slid two fingers inside you—crooked just right.

You were moaning his name like you’d been waiting for this forever. Maybe you had.

“That toy ever make you scream like this?” he asked, eyes locked on you. “Bet it can’t talk dirty to you. Can’t tell you how perfect your pussy feels around my fingers.”

You came hard, legs shaking, his name wrecked on your tongue.

But he didn’t stop.

He climbed up, pulled his hoodie off, then his pants. When his cock sprang free, your eyes widened.

“Mine’s better, huh?” he said, cocky as ever, dragging the tip through your slick folds. “Wanna compare? Let’s see who makes you cum harder.”

You moaned as he pushed in—deep, slow, perfect.

“Yeah,” he groaned. “That’s it, baby. Real dick’s got you dumb already.”

“You don’t need that toy,” he whispered in your ear. “You just need me.”

And when you came again—loud, shaking, choking on his name—he kissed your temple and said:

“Next time you’re horny, just call me, yeah?”

You nodded, still out of breath. “Yes, yes I will”

“Good girl.”

He took the toy home.

For “scientific reasons,” he said.

But you both knew it was just so he could laugh every time he saw it and remind you who won.

⟡ 𖦹 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘱𝘦𝘯. 𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘓𝘪𝘴𝘦.

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credits ::: @milksoiree