#💄 anon

[fuckmyskywalker]

dad!clay spoiling his princesse by fucking her while she’s wearing the new little designer dress he bought for her💕

also could be as an apology for working extra recently and leaving the poor girl to her little toys</3

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18+, smut, dead dove do not eat, fauxcest/stepcest, daddy kink.

Where can I... find someone like Clay... please...

Soft silk and layers of satin brush your thighs as his hands tighten around your hips. His thrusts are slow, deliberate and nothing more than loving. "Did you missed me, sweetheart?" Clay mumbles against your jaw, kissing your sweaty skin. "Daddy is sorry for being away for so long."

Lazily, you wrap your arms around his neck, lifting your hips, mewling when he hits a deeper spot. You really missed this. Long nights of tossing and turning in his bed, holding his pillows and taking care of yourself— is simply not the same without dad. You nod, unable to talk. There's no need to, your body language and the pretty noises falling from your parted lips is all he needs to know.

"Precious girl, let daddy make you feel good," Clay groans, letting go of your hips to hook his hands under your thighs, pushing them closer to your chest. "Did you got all dolled up because I was coming home?"

"Uh-uh," You drool over the pillows, running your fingers through his hair, yanking it and ignoring how your jewelry tangles around the blonde locks.

"Perfect, always so perfect for me."

[eyesxxyou]

"HOBART. LARRY. BROWN."

Fear immediately flooded the man that yoh just screamed for, but his spider senses didn't go off. He tentatively walked up the stairs, knowing you were in your shared bedroom. You were sitting on the edge of your bed, beckoning him toward you with your pointer finger as soon as you saw him. He nervously took slow steps toward you.

"Wha-What'd I do?" Hobie couldn't look into your eyes. "Whatever it is, dove-"

Before Hobie knew what was happening, he was on his back on your shared bed and you were on top of him, giggling as you finally broke your straight face.

"I don't mind this, but what's going on?" Hobie asked.

You held up a little sketchbook. Hobie's eyes widened in horror while blushing and reached for it, but you held it just out of reach. "Angel, please, those are secrets-"

"I thought you said secrets are a government ploy to keep us in the dark," you reasoned. "I found these cute, though. Especially the one of me laying on the bed and the baby names scribbled next to it."

Hobie flipped you onto your back and grabbed the sketchbook, tossing it aside. You giggled and kissed his face, eventually giving into passionate kisses. You could never not want the love of your life.

"Wanna recreate that picture?"

Now it was your turn to blush.

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XOXO, 💄

HEHEHEHHEHEHE 😋🤭

[eddiesxangel]

OH MY GOD ITS ME IM THE NONNIE 💄

i think about them all the time! their careers, their two girls, just what their life is like!

EEEEEE ILY

They both took a little break to raise the baby, who I believe I named Lila Rose? ( I tried finding the original post but couldn’t) She is a real mix of the both of you. She’s bubbly and active and loooooooves sports which throws you and Eddie for a loop bc mother of you are athletically inclined. You think it’s her grandpas influence bc she would watch baseball with him when he came to help when she was first born. He would prop her up on him while they both sat in his chair and watched the games. She also LOVES her big sister and her big sister LOVES her. She wants to be just like her.

Speaking of Violet Rose, she is much much better. She got into modelling just like her biological mother. VR reached out and wanted to know more about that side of the family. They have a cordial relationship but Poppy will forever be her mom. 🥺 She’s also an LGBTQ + icon and She’s dating a girlypop named Brina and is in looooooooove. They will probably get married.

But back to the main characters. Eddie is still so obsessed with Angel. Especially during pregnancy (talk about breeding kink he didn’t know he had) he LOVED watching you grow the baby. He didn’t let you do anything and you kind got annoyed with him bc damn. Eventually he lightened up and let you do things but also you used it slightly to your advantage. Especially the foot rubs.

Once you had little Lila Rose he fell even more in love with you. Watching you become a mom?! talk about boner alert. 🚨🚨🚨

You and Eddie also have worked on a bunch of music together. Not a collaboration bc your music styles are waaaaaaaaay too different but you are each others muses so the BOPS you produce are 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻

Corroded Coffin got a Vegas residency for a few months so you and him and your toddler move (VR is living on her own at this point) and it’s fun but you eventually got back to LA in the new house you and Eddie bought together. It’s your favourite place to be.

Eddie also bought a new house in Italy that isn’t tainted. It’s in a completely different city but on the coast and Lila Rose loves the private jet, she’s such a diva about it but it’s too cute bc she’s only 2.

I really should write a little blurb about the honeymoon bc you know they’re FILTHY 😪😫

[starfxkr]

need to know what would happen if john b’s puppy girl. jayj’s kitty girl and rafe’s bunny girl met?? maybe at midsummers or something?? i need to know how they would react to eachother and how their boys would react to them all meeting!! also can i pleasee be 💄 anon?

omg ofc u can!!!

the crossover event of a lifetime!!!!

okay so puppy and kitty likely know each other already obvi! their bfs are best friends so they spend a lot of time together i think at first kitty did notttt like that girl she thought she was hyper and annoying but she warmed up to her 😭 like thats her main bitch now they hang out independently again its one of those odd friendships? they dont seem like a good match but they compliment each other

now when it comes to rafes bunny girl…whew okay surprisingly puppy takes a while to warm up to her bc while kitty is a quiet observer in the 🤨 way bunny is 👁️👁️ and she finds it disconcerting LMAO and its bc they def met in a weird way where jayj and john b sent their girls in as decoys at midsummers or something and bunny noticed and shes like 👁️ 👁️ who are you and it kinda freaks her out shes always sniffing around her and bc shes so guileless she straight up goes up to her like “whats wrong with you.”

kitty probably was also freaked out but better at hiding it and was like “we can all be uncomfortable for all i care” and acted weird right back 😭 but i think she understood her skittishness more but shes very mean so she uses that to pick with her honestly they would be like vitriolic frenemies esp because shes hyper aware of rafe and jjs beef and so she makes one sided beef w her because she thinks its funny and bunny doesnt notice

bunny actually really likes the both of them which is why shes confused as to why they act like that with her shsjsjs and rafe tries to explain that “no you cannot hang out with them those are the bitches of my worst enemies” but she doesnt care they look like they have so much fun and she doesnt have much fun with other girls! so she pretty much forces a friendship w them ngl. she just shows up to where theyre at and 👁️👁️ until they eventually come over and talk to her. shes kinda like their annoying tagalong sister, she sneaks out to see them

and once rafe finds out shes sneakin out to see them hes very pissed and drags her home talkin about “i took you away from those pogues for a good reason, theyre schemin on your daddy you dont wanna be an accomplice to that do you?” well yes! she does! bc theyre fun!

all three guys agree to a truce when it comes to them. kitty is annoyed bc she now has two hyperactive bitches to keep an eye on

[gabessquishytum]

This morning I woke up thinking horny Dreaming thoughts and for a second I was so bummed out that I couldn’t tell anyone. But then I remembered I can tell you and I just really want to thank you for your inbox and for all of your enthusiastic responses. I’ve been doubting lately if I want to stay in fandom spaces but you really make it fun and worthwhile and plain lovely, and I’m really grateful for you.

Anyway: horny thoughts.

I come from a region where religious affiliation was systematically discouraged two generations ago, so we’re all pretty much atheist and only go to church — if at all — for Christmas, so I was rather surprised that there is such a thing as premarital counseling aka. Telling young couples what to do/expect in bed after the wedding. Which is. Such a strange concept to me? Whatever happened to comprehensive sex ed? Do parents actually believe their teenagers are not experimenting and figuring themselves out?

Never mind my confusion, but I was thinking older marriage counselor!Dream and soon-to-be-wed!Hob. And why not make it a/o/b?

Hob is young, a fresh-faced, barely 18 Omega. He isn’t conventionally attractive but handsome in a way Betas and maybe even Alphas would be: broad shoulders, tall. By the time he’s 16 it was clear he will never have problems growing a full beard (unlike most Omegas), his chest, arms and legs are full of coarse hair-

Hob’s okay with it. After he’s lost his parents and was sent to the orphanage he figured he wouldn’t be of much interest for anyone really. He spent his time in the library and helping the nuns to take care of the little ones. He’s really good with kids and smart, so he aims to be a kindergartner or maybe even a teacher, if he gets the chance to study.

Considering how odd he is, he’s never had much to do with other kids his age. The alphas were intimidated by how large his is, larger than they are sometimes. Some Omegas and Betas avoided him for the same reason, while others were just put off by how strange he is. It saddens him a bit, but as long as he’s got the kids to take care of and hang out with, it’s fine. He’ll just live out his extroverted tendencies by playing with them for hours. He didn’t make the same experiences as others — there was one kiss with another Omega when he was 15. Hob liked it but the other Omega was so terrified that Hob decided this just isn’t worth it — but he’s content with his life.

Two weeks shy of his 18th birthday, the nuns ask him for a meeting. Hob knows that this is about his future and he plans to present them with his plans going forward: Either keep helping around the orphanage while he gets a few hours off each day to work on his schooling or find a part time job tutoring or as a nanny to do the same. He knows that they can’t keep him around forever, but they’ve always been good to him and he hopes they’ll let him stay a bit longer.

He is very surprised when they tell him, they found an Alpha who wants to marry him.

Hob protests. He doesn’t want to marry, he wants to be a teacher! That’s what he’s worked for ever since his parents died and none but the kids at the orphanage showed him any affection. He doesn’t want to sit at home all day, waiting for his Alpha to come home and knock him up (though he would love to have children of his own. that’s not the point). He doesn’t want to be an object, locked into a solitary building yet again!

The nuns assure him they’re written to the Alpha who is amenable to Hob getting his degree and working in childcare, as long as it’s not hindering him from performing his marital duties. Which to Hob doesn’t sound like a completely horrible deal? He can sleep in the same bed as some Alpha every night, that’s okay. After all, that’s all it is, right?

He agrees, reluctantly. The nuns send him to marriage counselling and Hob goes. He’s not sure what he needs it for because he knows how kissing works (mouth A on mouth B) and that sleeping next to your spouse will eventually lead to children.

Enter marriage counsellor!Dream, who has not done this before and has no idea why he agreed to this. His last marriage ended in tragedy so he’s clearly not the right person to prepare anyone for that kind of commitment but his siblings talked him into it. Something along the lines of how being around younger people in love would help him and make him less jaded.

Hob is immediately fascinated. The Alpha is so, so different from what he expected. He’s slender and tall, which is only accentuated by the suit he wears. He’s twice Hob’s age if he had to guess, judging by the grey in his hair. He’s stunningly beautiful and Hob is immediately enamoured. What a pity this guy isn’t the one he’s marrying because he sure wouldn’t mind lying in bed next to him, especially considering how delicious he smells and how Hob's body feels all tingly as soon as he steps inside the room.

Dream is equally as ass over teakettle for the sweet, naïve Omega that stumbled into his office. They talk a little about Dream’s actual day job, Hob’s aspirations for the future, etc. to get comfortable with each other before Dream starts poking at Hob’s experience only to realise that he has none. Zero. Zilch. He gently inquires what Hob does when he gets aroused and hard to which Hob answers that he waits for it to go away.

Dream is speechless. This beautiful, smart, kind Omega is so inexperienced, it would be a crime to let him get married like this. I mean that’s just setting him up for unhappiness! Dream knows other Omegas his age — the same age Hob’s prospective husband seems to be — and they won’t take care of him the way they should.

So Dream decides he has to do something about it. He starts slow, inviting Hob back for another evening to continue the counseling but gives him homework: The next time, Hob feels aroused and his prick is hard (in private), Dream wants him to wrap his hand around it and stroke it until he cums. Hob doesn’t know what that means, but Dream promises him that he’ll know when it happens.

Thing is tho: Hob doesn’t know what Dream meant. He tried but stopped at the first sign or pre on his tip. So next time they meet, Hob complains that he couldn’t sleep after because he was so keyed up!

Dream, his head a bit hazy given the image of Hob on his bed, his hand wrapped around his small Omega prick, that he goes ahead and asks Hob to demonstrate what he did. And Hob — blushing from both shyness and arousal — strips out of his trousers and pants, sits down on the leather armchair in the meeting area of Dream’s office and starts masturbating.

It’s painfully clear that he doesn’t know what he’s doing so Dream starts to coach him through it. He tells him that his grip needs to be tighter, that he needs to stroke faster, that he can’t stop now-

Dream nearly cums in his pants watching Hob. His eagerness is incredibly beautiful, the flush on his cheeks so, so stunning. He’s never seen anything as mesmerising as Hob looking down at his prick in surprise, his smell permeating Dream’s office and the wetness from his cunt soaking into the expensive leather upholstery.

Dream sends him to the bathroom to clean up, answers a few questions before he sends him home with more homework. Then Dream rushes to the bathroom himself, cumming within seconds because what he just witnessed- most erotic sight ever.

Two days later they have their next counseling session and Hob immediately blurts out that his wrist hurt too much so he couldn’t do the assignment Dream had given him, but he still wants to try. Aren’t there any other ways to finger his cunt? And Dream, who has been thinking about nothing but Hob for the past two days, proposes that he could just do it for Hob. So Hob strips down and takes a seat on Dream’s lap, already wet with slick and smelling ever so delicious.

Dream makes Hob cum twice on his fingers before he orders him to recline in the armchair and eats him out. Hob can barely walk afterwards and curls up on the couch, his head resting on Dream’s thigh. Maybe this whole marriage thing isn’t as bad as he thought it was? But what about the Alpha? Surely he has still so much to learn from Dream.

Next time they meet, Dream teaches him to kiss, while Hob sits on his lap. Hob's rubbing against his thigh until he's a shuddering mess and Dream gives him the quickest blowjob he's ever given.

This goes on and on and on and progresses steadily. They meet with take-out dinner and talk, they have their "lessons". The first time Hob cums on Dreams cock, Hob cries with how good it feels. He's an incoherent mess when Dream's knot inflates. There’s about two months left until the wedding and Dream vows he’ll make sure to teach Hob everything he knows about how to be pleased and how to please his Alpha.

And if they fall in love along the way and elope before Hob can marry some stranger, well at least Dream’s not jaded anymore and Hob is suddenly much more enthusiastic about marital obligations.

Love, 💄

I'm having a kinda terrible bad no good day today, so it's perfect that this has come to the top of the pile for the posting! First of all I want to say: thank you for letting me be the outlet for your thoughts and ideas! It's really a pleasure for me to know that my blog feels like a safe space. I hope you'll stick around for a very long time!!

I'm always grateful when you guys occasionally drop an absolute banger like this in my inbox. It's a real gift on a day like today when my head is empty. Anyway. I am. Deeply obsessed with this whole scenario. The whole setup with "marriage counselling", Dream being peer pressured into doing it even though his marriage was a trashcan on fire... excellent, I love it. And Hob!!! Darling, clever, innocent Hob!!!!! I would take a bullet for him in this au. I need him to have a happy life!!! I need him to be able to get his qualifications!!!! Most of all I need him to be railed by Dream 24/7.

I gotta know... has Dream taught Hob about birth control? Is there such a thing in this universe? Because if Hob is getting knotted several times each week for two months, I feel like there may be a whole other reason for them to elope together...... although I do kinda love the idea of Hob showing up to his wedding with his intended alpha, guiltily hiding his tiny bump behind a bouquet of flowers because Dream got him pregnant, oopsie.

Anyway, I love anything with omega Hob and this is no exception!!!! Thank you so so much for sharing it with me!!!!!!

[mcrredacteddeadove]

this got out of hand and i am NOT sorry

thinking about mommy dearest getting a little too drunk one night and gee decides she’s acting like too much of a fucking slut for a woman her age, going out in something tight and low cut while her husband is out of town and coming home drunk only to pull out a bottle of wine from the fridge, so he offers to pour her a glass, she’s been on her feet in those heels all night it’s the least he can do to help her out, and puts a few pills in.

after she goes to bed he comes in and just has his way with her. she didn’t make it very far, still half dressed passed out of the bed, make up on and hair a mess. he’s slow at first, taking his time to really feel everything he’s desired since he knew what desire was. as he sucks on her tits he tries desperately to remember the last time he did this, but he knows it’s useless. he decides though that there will be a next time, that he’s not going to let himself forget this again.

he eats her out for a while, just to get a taste because she’s too out of it to really feel any of it, although she’s definitely wet, before he gets bored and decides it’s time to fuck her. it’s not like she’s going to find out, she didn’t notice him suck on her tits or his tongue in her so she won’t mind something, better, right? just a good dream.

he’s gentle at first. slow. dragging his cock out carefully, savoring the feeling before he gives in and just pounds into her. it’s loud, he’s loud, but no one is home, dad on some business thing and mikey at a friends, so he doesn’t care. he’s lost in himself, in her, when he hears her moan a little, and it only makes him go harder. he pulls his head back to look at her, and she’s out of it but in her mind enough that she clearly recognizes him, understands what’s going on enough to be alarmed.

“gerard? what’s happening?”

“you’re dreaming, ma”

“oh, okay”

and that seems to be enough for a bit, because she closes her eyes again and while he gets closer.

she’s panting, whining, long eyelashes fluttering against her pink cheeks.

“where’s your dad?”

“we don’t need him in this dream. don’t i make you feel good?”

“feels good, gerard”

and he can’t believe his luck, because he got to look in her eyes, hear her voice, his name, before she went back to sleep, letting him have his way with her as she dreamed

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<3

[blushedfemme]

💄 here, seeking your wisdom as always with #10 for the ask game!

10. what is one lesson you have for younger butches/studs/femmes?

a lesson i learned the very hard way: do not ignore red flags just because you’re eager to be in a relationship. i know the uhaul thing is a joke but it’s a stereotype for a reason and i think uhauling is actually a very toxic aspect of our community. i know it can be so tempting to rush into a relationship but please please take your time getting to know someone, let it unfold at a natural pace, watch for red flags and do not ignore them just because you are attracted to that person!!! it seems obvious but it’s tough to keep a clear head when you’re in that fog of infatuation. just be careful and take your time, don’t let anyone rush you or change you. the right thing for you will feel right 💗

[asksimonghostriley]

Just confess already!

I know you did it!

That camera was expensive!

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How would ya know?

[eyesxxyou]

"C'mon, dove, please. I know you want to."

"I don't actually."

Hobie had been teasing you endlessly throughout the entire day, and you were with his friends too. He put his hand on your thigh whenever you sat near him, placing subtle kisses on your neck whenever the others weren't looking. So when you got home, you started cockwarming him with a warning that if he moved, he wouldn't be cumming for weeks.

"Angel, this is tortured."

"Oh, you're being tortured? You weren't thinking I was when you started rubbing me through my jeans."

He almost whined. "Baby, need ya to move. Making me throb. So tight."

"Be good," you warned.

"How long until you're done?"

You evilly squeezed your hole around him, making hip grab onto your hips. He knew better than to roll his hips up into you.

This was going to be a long night.

- XOXO, 💄

AHSUDJFJHDJ I LOVE INBOX DRABBLES!

[drewtanakagf]

Me 🤝 You: Obsessively checking grades and writing fanfiction - 💄 anon

we are the same frrrrr we are like. twinsies 🤞🏾

[gabessquishytum]

Sorry it's me again. I just happen to read your blog like the morning newspaper and it's very hard not to "yes, and-" to every ask.

I’m so happy you and 🐺-anon liked the winged Dream idea and I absolutely LOVE the rescue version? That’s so much better!!!

My brain is making excited static noises thanks to the idea that the two of them just… discover each other?

Humans and whatever Dream is usually don’t interact with each other, especially not sexually. Burgess captured Dream mainly for the magic he figured he would get out of it and then tried to break him when he was unsuccessful.

But that’s all in the past and Dream’s with Hob now. He could technically leave for his family to take care of the rest of his recovery. He could even send Hob! Hob doesn’t speak the language of his people (yet) but Dream could give him a letter to pass on. He knows Hob knows where his family likes to fly, but after a while… he finds that he doesn’t want to leave Hob.

Aside from the care Hob provides him he’s just so fascinating! He likes to talk and tells Dream all manner of things. Every day he understands a bit more of it. Hob sings when he’s going about his chores. Hob listens to Dream, even though he can barely understand him and no one has ever listened to Dream. Living with Hob is just so nice. He’s getting spoiled and pampered, there’s peace and quiet and no strenuous social rituals he has to go through on a daily basis to make his parents and siblings happy. It’s basically a spa vacation for him and the massages…

Dream knows the first time Hob touched his wings and made him cum from just that was an accident. And there are plenty of ways to care for Dream’s wings that are not sexual at all and he could show them to Hob. But he doesn’t want to. He loves the feeling of Hob’s fingers carding through his feathers and he loves the way Hob reacts to him even more.

Dream wants everything.

Thing is, Hob always leaves after Dream’s cum. He hides away in the corner, sniffling his moans while he masturbates as if he doesn’t want Dream to overhear. Dream overhears it though so he knows Hob wants him too. It’s just a matter of seducing him.

Dream has no idea how to seduce a human - elaborate bird-like courting rituals don’t seem to work - but he’s figuring it out. And soon he’s face down on Hob’s bed, Hob fucking him into the sheets, massaging his scapulars at the same time until Dream has come twice and is entirely blissed out.

What follows is a mixture of winged creature and human courting rituals and a slow but enthusiastic discovery of everything that drives the other into a frenzy. (The image of Dream's wings in Hob's underwear is mind-blowing? Just slowly torturing the orgasm out of Hob with literally feather-soft strokes of Dream's wings)

People (both humans and winged creatures) get wind of their relationship and are so… confused would be the nice term I guess. This is just not something that happens! How can they?

But Hob and Dream don’t care. They’re happy, they’re in love and they’re about to discover that whatever Dream is can be impregnated by human sperm :)

Love, 💄

Oh, this is so lovely!! It soothed my terrible terrible headache and I'm just basking in the idea of Dream and Hob living together in their little cabin, being oh so domestic. Slowly learning each others language and culture (Hob finally figures out that he can touch Dream’s wings in a non-arousing way, which is good if Dream is sleepy and just wants a gentle massage). Dream gains confidence and becomes very useful around the house, and Hob even teaches him to cook! It's domestic bliss.

Dream makes their bed into a proper little nest and it's the most comfortable place in the world. Yes, Hob is slightly concerned as to exactly what their children are going to look like, but he can't be worried for long when Dream curls up around him and makes the cutest little chirping noises to soothe them both off to sleep.

[thesiblingsoftheblackandwhite]

oh, you don’t like octopi anymore? is this some kind of message?

-💄

Y’wrath mumbles something, then speaks up louder.

I still do. Don’t even know why I like this thing.

It’s horns are small and its beady eyes hold no compassion. Who even makes a toy that’s always laying on its stomach? It was a horrible design choice. And Wiggly knew about horrible design choices. He still doesn’t let go of it.

[blushedfemme]

I’m a femme on the younger side looking at your page with absolute heart eyes! You have such a mystique that I aspire towards…can’t tell if I wanna be you or if I wanna be beneath you tbh…anyways lovely page <3

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this is the BEST compliment i’ve received in a while, thank you darling!! 💖 ahh i love getting asks from femmes 😚