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Day 14, bet's on | rosekiller
@yourfiendlyneighbourspiderman sent a request for this one <3
smut
TW: NSFW, oral (fem and male receiving), bondage, piv, multiple orgasms.
part 1, part 2 will be released after kinktober
â⌠and he wanted to go back to his apartment, but obviously I refused and then he lashed out, saying Iâm a prude and stuff, and itâs just so unfairâ You were on your friendsâ bed, there were many bottles of beers discarded on the floor. It was typical for you to hang out like this, talking about everything and anything. âI mean, itâs not like I am some type of prude-â
âY/N, you areâ
You widened your eyes, surprised, then shot Barty a dirty look. âAm not, thank you very muchâ
Evan rolled his eyes. âOh, come on, stop lying to yourself and admit it. When was the last time you did something adventurous?â
You rolled your eyes, but, if you had to really think about it, you couldnât find any examples: maybe they were right, maybe you had become a prude. Still, you couldnât let them win. âIâm drunk and my brain isnât co-operating, but there are plenty of examples.â
âProve youâre not a prude, then.â
You scrunched your eyebrows. âHow?â
They both exchanged a look. âHow about a little game? Youâre going to watch our next game from here, in our apartment: for every goal that we score, youâre going to take off a piece of clothing. If you run out of them, youâre going to tie yourself up, and youâll be waiting patiently for us here, on our bed. When weâll come home, weâre going to have free access to whatever part of your body is exposedâ
You sat up straight, staring at them, your mouth agape. âWhat- Whatâ
Barty chuckled. âEvan, I think we broke her. We understand, Y/N, youâre not that adventurous, itâs okay, itâs normalâ
You felt your blood starting to boil, you never were the one to back down from a challenge, and you werenât going to start now. âOkay, bets on. Youâre going to score two goals maximum, anywaysâ
They exchanged a surprised look. âWeâre going to see about that.â
You just turned up the tv, anxiety clawing at your stomach. Sure, they couldnât score that many goals, right? It was nearly impossible; you were going to be just fine. For the first time, you wished their time would loose.
As they started to fly on their brooms, you saw Evan scoring the first goal. Hell, not even a minute had passed.
âAnd just like that, Rosier scores the first pointâŚâ You tuned out the speakerâs voice, seeing how Barty and Evan shared a smirk, the camera focusing on their high five.
âOkay, Y/N, itâs a single piece of clothingâ You took off one of your socks.
But as the game went on, you found yourself quickly only in your panties and bra, feeling extremely nervous, praying for them to stop scoring points.
It wasnât that they both werenât extremely hot, the prospect of them both focusing on your body making you feel hot and bothered; no, it was the fact that you hadnât experienced any sexual interaction in more than two years, and, even worse than that, you didnât know how you would have reacted after the sexual intercourse. When they were finished with you, would you be feeling clingy? Would you develop a crush on them? What if you already were crushing on them?
Before you could pity yourself more, Barty scored another goal, followed by Evan, and you swore you could see them winking at the camera. With shaky hands you took off your panties and bra. Now you had to deal with the damned ropes.
At a certain point, you had fallen asleep, tied up on their bed. You startled awake when you felt a hand caressing your stomach, your eyelids fluttering quickly.
âThere she is, our angelâ
âEvan?â
He chuckled. âWhat a good girl, doing what she was told to do. Hope youâve slept well, because the night has just begun. If it gets too much or you feel uncomfortable, say âredâ and we will stop.â
As you were about to reply, you felt a tongue licking up a stripe from your hole to your clit, making you whimper. Barty smiled up at you from between your thighs. âLook at you, so responsive. Weâre going to have so much funâ
Evan kneeled, staring at your eyes, his gaze dropping to your mouth before dipping his head to kiss you. You moaned; he smiled in the kiss. âSounds so cuteâ
âRosier, get your ass down here and taste herâ The blonde guy rolled his eyes, obeying to Barty. Suddenly, two tongues were feasting on your core, the stimulation making your brain turn to mush. âOh, God, what the fuckâ
The boys chuckled. âYes, sweetheart, tell us how good we make you feelâ You felt their tongues meeting over your cunt, then they stopped giving you attention. As you looked down, you saw them making out sloppily directly over your core, seeing them like that was probably the hottest thing you had ever seen.
You whimpered, catching their attention. âYou like seeing us like this, donât you? Naughty, naughty girlâ They went back to focusing on your pussy, and you already felt really close to coming, your moans getting progressively more high-pitched.
âAre you going to come on our faces like a good girl, mh?â As soon as Barty inserted a finger in you, curling it upwards, you knew you were gone for. You let out a loud moan, your mind fuzzy, filled with fireworks and fucking rainbows as they worked you through it.
As soon as you came back, you saw in the corner of your eye Evan undressing, and suddenly you felt uncomfortable. âYellowâ They both focused immediately on you.
âWhatâs up, sweetheart? Do you want to stop?â
âNo, butâ You felt embarrassed to tell them this, but you knew you had to. âThing is, I havenât done anything in a while, andâ You didnât know how to continue, but they seemed to understand.
âItâs okay, we can go as slow as you can, do you want us to undo the ropes?â
You blushed furiously, shaking your head. They both exchanged a look. âOh, so you like them, huh? Going to keep this in mind in the futureâ
You didnât have time to make sense of the innuendo, because Barty was starting to pump his fingers into you, making you moan. He curled them, hitting a specific spot into you, making you mewl. âEvan, I think I found itâ He proceeded to caress it repeatedly, working you up once again, but suddenly his fingers were gone, making you whimper in disappointment.
âI know, Bartyâs so mean, loveâ You felt Evanâs dick at your entrance, he was dragging it up and down slowly, making you feel crazy with need. He put in just the tip, staying there for a minute or two, making you feral.
âEvan, please, pleasepleaseplease, Iâm going to be good, justâ You werenât even controlling your words anymore, you just knew that you needed him inside of you, and you needed him now.
âAre you hearing this, Barty? Sheâs going to be goodâ He mocked you. âWhat if I stayed like this?â You whined; you would have pushed it in yourself if you werenât fucking bound. He kneeled down, kissing your nose and entering you altogether, your breath catching in your throat. âJust kidding, youâve been such a good girl, it wouldnât be fair to punishing youâ.
Once he started picking up the rhythm of his thrusts, Barty slightly slapped your cheek with his cock. âOpen up, sweetheartâ You did, starting to suck on the head of his dick, hollowing your cheeks, looking up at him innocently. âFuck, Evan-â You sucked him even harder, making him whimper. âFucking hell, I wonât lastâ
âNeither will Iâ Evan called out from between your thighs. âSheâs so fucking tight, itâs a miracle I havenât come alreadyâ
You were a moaning mess, Evan was somehow capable of hitting all of the right spots, you felt your mind starting to black out as you came on his dick.
âSwitchâ You widened your eyes as the two boys switched places, the prospect of possibly coming again in such a short period of time making you squirm. Barty entered you with one violent thrust, making you loose your breath. Â He positioned his index and middle fingers on your clit, making you mewl. âYouâre going to come on my dick like a good girlâ
You shook your head, Evan giving you a break to speak. âI⌠Canât, itâs too muchâ
Barty cooed at you in fake sympathy. âAwe love, you have to get used to it, just because youâve been with little boys who canât make a woman come, doesnât mean you wonât start now. You will come on my cock, and you will enjoy itâ His words were making you even wetter, when he started attacking your G-spot you knew that you were gone for, coming all over him, both og the boys following you.
As you were cathing your breath, Evan started undoing the ropes, while Barty wetted a washcloth and started cleaning you. He smiled up at you. âGuess you arenât a prude, after allâ You scoffed, pushing him away slightly. tags: @sxmnc @peterparkerspersonalplaything @riaaavm @iamawkwardandshy @eeviee4 @mysterialee @famouscrusadeluminary @el1smells @rishofkf @mooonyxoxo @happymaeday @yourfiendlyneighbourspiderman @whyshouldihaveanam3 @amazing-bobinsky @barnesandmetal @just-here-for-ff @remussbitch @sammyreid
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âHungry man, reach for the book: it is a weaponâ
-Bertolt Brecht
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I cannot believe there's absolutely no way to watch free shows and movies anymore, there are too many paid streaming platforms and pirating websites have viruses and ads preventing you from watching it uninterrupted((.)) id rather follow the rules and purchase media moving forward because it is too inconvenient. Seriously, free and no ads or viruses with 1080p streaming is DEAD.
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a.k.a. you may find your work Bad and Cringyâ˘ď¸ but you wrote something and thatâs a Good Thingâ˘ď¸.
All writing is good practice and progresses you as a writer.
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Things almost every author needs to research
How bodies decompose
Wilderness survival skills
Mob mentality
Other cultures
What it takes for a human to die in a given situation
Common tropes in your genre
Average weather for your setting
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texts u get when rafe cameron is ur man<3
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Not just sadness
Depression isnât just sadness
Iâm not just lazy
I donât just not âfeel likeâ getting up
No
It feels like Iâm in the ocean
Iâm trying to swim to the top but Iâm tied to cement blocks
Every time I get closer to the top I get to tired and Iâm pulled back down
My lungs are burning
My eyes stink
Iâm trying to get to the top
I canât breath
I cant breath
I CANT BREATH
HELP
Moms home
Mask on
Iâm fine
Can I breathe? No
Am I saving my breath as much as I can and prolonging the pain until I have no more air left and get dragged down to the bottom of the ocean?
Yes
12/19/23
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My mom saw me laying down and automatically assumed it was a headache
Itâs fine. Saves me the trouble of making up a lie
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Six Word Sentences
"Do what you have to do."
"Not what I came here for."
"What do you want from me?"
"Don't talk to me ever again."
"I will see you later, ok?"
"What a silly question to ask."
"I can't stop thinking of you."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Feel free to never come back."
"You are always on my mind."
"That was such a dumb idea."
"Do you have a better plan?"
"I don't feel like doing that."
"What more is there to lose?"
"Don't you see that I'm hurting?"
"I love you, but not enough."
"A little help would be great."
"You can't handle a little pressure."
"I know what I am doing."
"My life is empty without you."
"How am I supposed to know?"
"I don't want to hear it."
"This was a spectacularly bad plan."
"It's good to know you're safe."
"Don't come near me ever again!"
"What a silly thing to say."
"I couldn't care less about you."
"This is not what I expected."
"Where are my manners, my dear."
"I can't risk losing you again."
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Changing colors
It wasnât the distance that made me realize.
It wasnât the loss of contact.
The moment I realized I didnât know the current you was when the colors changed.
A simple question that showed that I knew you.
I was wrong. I got the answer wrong.
Thatâs the moment I realized Iâd lost you.
The moment I knew I didnât know the current you.
10/4/23
Taglist- @curseofaphrodite @immrbrightsideeee
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spring breaks loose
A/N: idk what it is but every evermore song makes me want to write ab this lifeless-eye, sexy-ass, grumpy fool. so first up is ivy! gif creds: @audrey-inspo
Pairings: Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader (implied Slytherin, but it doesn't matter)
Summary: Spring breaks loose, the time is near // What would they do if they found us out? 1.0k words
Warnings: fluff, secret... relationship?, major pining, kissing, lowk toxic friends (lovingly), friends to lovers

Everyone wants to know about your secret fling. But it's not a fling, they just wouldn't get it. It's not some silly affair; you're not even sure there's a word for it under the umbrella term of relationships. What you are sure of is that there is something tying you to Theo that you've never felt with anyone else.
And he feels it, too. It's one of the few things he lets himself feel. How could he resist it? You.
So you meet up some midnights, awkwardly brush knuckles in the courtyard, let yourselves speak candidly with each other while dodging watchful eyes. For a while, it's easy like coloring in the empty spaces between clear cut lines. As long as you've got a steady hand, it should be simple. Even fun. Until you have to start sharing crayons with your nosy group of friends.
"Anyone else want to know what's going on between those two?" Draco says. He nods to Theo's fingertips tracing your kneecap where it's bent over his thighs. And where your wrist hangs from his shoulder as his head rests back against the couch, nearly dozing off.
"Yeah, me!" Pansy chirps.
Mattheo scoffs, pointing at Theo, "look, he's smiling, the wanker!"
He lifts his head, bearing his knowing smirk with pride. He spares a glance at you, then. And you press your palm to your mouth to choke down a laugh.
"Come on," P whines, "tell us!"
"Yeah, if you can kiss in private, you can kiss in front of us, too."
You whip your head round, aghast at Mattheo's request: "We do not kiss in private. We don't kiss anywhere!"
Theo lifts your legs from his lap, "Seems like a good time to turn inâ"
"Ah, ah, ah!" Draco urges, "Not so fast"âSurprisingly, Theo settles back down in his seatâ"If there's nothing going on, then prove it. Kiss."
Theo looks over at you, defeated. You both know they'll never give this up, it'll be months and months of teasing either way. At least this way will shut them up for a few hours. You shrug, and he rolls his eyes when your friends cheer and whoop.
"You lot are perverted," he sighs, smiling at you, "we need better friends."
You lean in and whisper, "Let's get this over with so we can find new ones."
Theo cocks a brow, leaning in, meeting you nearly halfway when he brings his cold hand to your cheek, thumbing over the warm skin. He's going easy on you, letting you take the lead. You press your mouth to his, clumsy but careful when he shifts closer. He recoils when you put your hand on his chest and slide your tongue against his lips. He'd call himself shy, but you know that look of embarrassment when he pulls away. It makes you smile.
Your idiots clap and form a chorus of 'aw's. Mattheo whistles, breaking Theo away from your piercing eye contact so he can quietly threaten him.
"You didn't have to use tongue!" Pansy shrieks. You scoff and stare at her, counting down from three on your fingers. She bursts out into laughter when you lunge after her on one, tearing off towards the girls dorms in a fit of giggles.
Theo watches you turn back for just a second to wave him goodnight. He holds up his hand, and you twirl around and head for the top of the stairs. Once you're out of sight, he lands a kick to Mattheo's side.
"You complete idiot," he grumbles.
...
You'd been staring at the dark ceiling, listening to girls filter in through the doorway until no one was left downstairs. You couldn't find tranquility enough to sleep or even shut your eyes for a while and pretend.
As the clock chimes once through the window, you shiver and creep toward the crackling fire.
His footsteps are rapid on their way down the stairs. You whip around just as he lands at the bottom of the steps, letting out a breath as he smiles at you. Both shuffling towards each other, he tries not to move too quickly in his subtle desperation.
Still, you nearly crash into each other.
âHi,â you whisper.
âHello.â
âI was just lookââ
âLooking for you. Me too,â Theo huffs.
A few seconds linger between your slowly rising chests, your fingers ticking at your sweaterâs sleeves, and his pushing through his hair. You open your mouth to speak just as he begins as well, and you both snap your mouths shut.
âNo! You were first,â you say.
âLadies first,â he shakes his head, âplease.â
âAlright.â Something in you seizes and what seemed so easier to admit a moment ago has now been snatched from your chest, shriveled into oblivion. âI⌠really liked kissing you.â
His eyes light up. âMe too.â
You grin and shift a little, surprised at how bright his eyes seem even in the darkness. How his hair still coils sweetly down from his hairline in the middle of the night. And how he can still see right through you when itâs almost pitch black. Save for the dim firelight.
âAnd also,â he says, âIâd like to kiss you more. For longer. If thatâs⌠if that works for you.â
âYes! Yes, it does. I do. I do, too.â Youâre out of breath at the admission, and he nods, seemingly relieved by your dulcet enthusiasm for him and all he does.
So he kisses you, dipping close and stealing from you what he has always wanted. Just a peck, or maybe it escapes him a little and he leans into it. But he pulls back to find youâre practically attached to him and neither of you want it to end.
âSo⌠I guess this changes everything?â Theo whispers, cupping your elbow when you reach for his shoulder.
You shake your head, âit doesnât have to.â
âI want it to.â
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