#I’m having my hair redyed

[soapkaars]

The hairdresser being amazed that I, at 36 years of age, am almost completely gray. The only part of me that still has its natural colour are my bangs

[hypaalicious]

Noooo the book doesn't come in for me until this weekend!! I wanna read it!! T-T

In other news, your hair is very pretty -💕

Okay no but frfr, I know the feeling of waiting for a book you wanna read so bad that you just be at the window every day waiting like:

That is absolutely going to be me when Jacqueline Carey’s new book hits this August btw 😂

And thank you boo 🥹 I go through different colors sometimes but at the end of the day, I always go back to pink & purple. And seeing as though I will not be stripping any color from my hair (and Arctic Fox dyes are HEAVY in pigment), this might as well be my new permanent color 😂 I just need to get in a proper haircut and I’ll be SET

[sensitivegoblin]

I didn’t get a partner for my birthday but I got compliments and a build a bear so that works ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[wurm-food]

also hi sorry I’ve been a little MIA and scattered I’ll answer messages later today! 💕

[lilgynt]

i wish i was kidding but i’m so stressed about the amount of cunt i have to serve this weekend

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Dad Ran Haitani x Mom Reader: My baby you'll be ft Uncle Rindou WC:1300+ TW: baby, pure fluff Synopsis: Dotting dad over his little princess decides to cut his lovely braids off. You love his new look but will his daughter like it? A/n: The book the he reads to her is truly such a beautiful book its called 'I love you forever'. Makes me cry every time I read it 🥺💜 I hope you enjoy! (unedited) MINORS DNI

“Daddy will be back in a little bit, okay princess?” He held his daughter, giving her a big hug and kiss. His 10 month old daughter giggled, her small hands touching her fathers face. He doted over his precious princess so much and always wanted to keep a smile on her face. The term daddy's little girl applied to the both of them.

You plucked your little one from his arms as you both were at the doorway that lead out of your home, giving him a sweet kiss. It had been a while since he changed his signature braids he grew accustomed to for a while. But now he needed something new with his hair. “Love you, be careful.”

“You know I will.” stealing one more kiss “love you too.”

Both you and your daughter watched Ran get into the car “bye bye daddy!” reaching for here hands showing her how to wave. He gave a smile as he waved from inside the car. Pulling out of the drive way you began to see him drive off.

Ran took his time when going into the salon. Seeing his braids being chopped out his hair bleached and redyed. His brows even being reydyed to match his hair. He would spend hours in the salon making sure his hair was properly cared for. When he finally saw the hairstyle he was very pleased with how he looked. The soft lilac hair color as he ran his fingers through his hair. Exiting the salon he could feel the wind blowing through his hair. He was eager to head home and show his new hair style.

Your daughter was down for her nap when you began to prepare for dinner. Ran quietly snuck into the home, he could smell the yummy food coming from the kitchen. It was quiet knowing his daughter might be down for her nap. Your back was turned as you were by the stove. You could feel a pair of lanky arms wrapping around your waist. You were slightly startled “scared ya babe.” he leaned in kissing your cheek.

Turning around, your eyes widen. You were amazed by the new look running your fingers through his soft hair. “ Well mister I don’t think my husband wouldn’t appreciate you holding me like this.” teasing him as your arms drape around his neck.

He raised his brow giving a smirk “what your husband doesn't know, won’t hurt him.” pressing his lips against yours. “You like it?” he asked.

“I love it, it suits you really well.”

“How long has my princess been asleep?”

“About an hour, Rin came over thinking you were here when the baby saw him, she got excited. When he tried to leave she cried so he stayed and they both eventually fell asleep.”

When it came to his niece Rin enjoyed spending time with her, even though complain about his niece becoming clingy to him when he was over. It showed how much his niece loved him and he loved it but would never admit it to you both.

“I’m up I’m up.” you both heard Rins lazy voice as he was scratching the back of his head. Rin looked over at his brothers taking a second glance. “Well that's different.”

It only took a few minutes of Rin waking up. The three of you heard your daughter waking up. “Oi Rin can you go grab her? I wanna surprise her with the new look”

“yeah yeah.” Rin knew his niece would have a fit but didn't want to say anything. “get your phone and record her.” He mumbled quietly to you as he walked to get his niece. You grabbed your phone then proceeded to follow your husband to the living room.

Ran quickly grabbed one of the blankets from the couch. Taking a seat he placed the blanket over his head. Rin brought out his niece who seemed to have a good nap with her smile spread across her face. “ Where's daddy’s princess??” He asked . His daughter's head turned to the couch and saw from what it looked like what her daddy was wearing before he left to “bring her over.” He couldn’t see her but he could here her saying ‘dada’

Rin looked over at you and mocked the word ‘Record’, He placed his niece on her fathers lap. “Dada '' she kept saying . Ran held her making sure she wouldn’t fall.

“I missed you too princess.” He spoke as the blanket was still over his face. His daughter tugged at the blanket making the blanket fall off her fathers face.

He saw his daughter's face, a bright smile that only lasted for a moment then noticed a smile disappearing on her face as she looked at him. She heard her daddy but this wasn’t him, she had a shocked look of ‘your not my dad’ all over her face.

He was a bit concerned with her facial expression “princess what’s the matter?” he asked as he caressed her chubby cheek. He could see her bottom lip sticking out her eyes beginning to tear up. She looked over at you then her uncle and began to cry as she stuck out her hands towards Rin. Before Rin could reach his upset niece, Ran brought her closer to his chest. Her hands were on his shoulders as she cried. Did she not recognize him? “Baby girl it's me daddy.” wiping her eyes before kissing her cheek.

She was not having it. She didn't know who this new man was but it wasn’t her daddy. Her cries became louder “you're pissing her off, gimme her.” Rin picks her up. You turned off the phone going towards your daughter to make sure she was okay.

Ran’s heart broke as his daughter refused to go to him. His little one couldn’t recognize him with his new hairstyle. He was almost kicking himself for doing it. She just had a melt down and he didn’t want to make her upset. “Honey, you're okay. It’s daddy.” you point towards Ran. Her bottom lip still sticking out, she looked over at Ran. He gave a weary smile he stood up with his hands reaching for her. Nope still not having it. She turned her head away burying her head into her uncle's shoulder. “Babe, she may just need some time to get used to it.” you gave him a smile

“I hope so.” Ran let a low sign out. Your daughter was practically on your hip, or on Rins hip until he left home. He saw her favorite book thinking maybe if he read it to her like he usually does maybe she would notice it's her daddy. She was freshly washed and had her pajamas on. She looked a bit tired. You took a seat next to Ran, your daughter sat on your lap. She noticed the small book in Ran’s hand. As he began to read the book she felt a bit more calmer. He would bring the book closer to her so she could see the photos “I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.” Just with this phrase alone his baby girl felt more at ease. You noticed she scooted herself into her father's lap as he continued to read the book. She curled up in his arms, rubbing her eyes as she yawned. It was towards the end of the book and noticing her eyes are becoming heavy he said the last part “I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.” He looked down to see his little princess curled in his arms asleep. Placing the book down. His armed wrapped around her. He placed a kiss on the top of her head. “My baby you’ll be.” Ran held her for a while before taking her to bed.

When placing her in bed kissing her good night. He closed the door to her room. It didn’t take long for him to find you changing into your pajamas. He needed to pick me up since he was a little bit down still. Deciding to continued the little playful talk from earlier “I see your husband is still out. I guess I get you all to myself. " he begin to unbutton his shirt as he walked towards you. As the shirt fell to the floor his long slender fingers brushing your hair off your shoulders. The corner of his eyes caught his phone lighting up on the night stand. He ignored it when it first lit up but seeing how it was lighting up more frequent. It could be a important chat. "hold on babe." Walking to his phone seeing it was a new group chat. It was the video of his daughter reacting to his new hair. His friends commenting with memes 'your not my dad' . He wasn't going to respond putting his phone on silent for the rest of the night. He looked over at you knowing you were the one who recorded it and sent it to Rin. The looked you knew so familiar that excited you yet knowing you weren't going to get a break tonight.

[misscheavus]

(( REMINDER ))

I KNOW YOU’RE MAD // BUT SHE AIN’T EVEN WORTH NONE OF MY TIME

PAIRING: Jealous(?) Minah Lee x F!Reader (referred to as ‘girlfriend’ and ‘girl’)

WARNINGS: I wrote Redy a not the greatest person and I apologise for that, but the plot needed it D: (Not proofread (sorry)), swearing

LENGTH: 1,340+ words

This is a work of fiction and is in no way a reflection, description or depiction of any person(s) in real life. Images and names are merely used as placeholders in this work. You are responsible for the media that you consume.

Minah couldn’t help herself, rolling her eyes as she watched the interaction unfold in front of her. Maybe Bada’s beef with Redy wasn’t as unfounded as the team she thought. Fuck, at this rate, she might join her leader in her view of the 1Million dancer.

She watched as Redy brushed your hair away from your face, running her hand down your arm as she drowned you in compliments so obnoxiously loud that Minah could hear her from across the stage: “Oh my gosh, you’re so talented!” “I’m so envious of how your body moves!” “Your body is so incredible! You must work out lots to be so strong and pretty.” “You’re so flexible! You’ll have to show me sometime.”

Minah almost gagged.

And maybe she did because Bada turns from her spot in front of the girl, an eyebrow raised and stupid, knowing smirk plastered on her face.

“You good?” Bada places a hand on the younger’s knee, squeezing gently. Minah simply scoffed, not wanting to dignify her feelings with a response. Unfortunately for her, that was more than enough of an answer for the leader. She laughed, turning away from the girl and joining Minah in observing the situation in front of them develop. Bada tilts her head, looking back up and noticing Minah purposefully looking away, the tips of her ears red. “She looks uncomfortable, Minah. That’s more what I’d be worried about.” Bada hums, leaning back on her hands.

It’s almost comical how quickly Minah’s head snaps back to watch you closely.

It’s not like you were dating… well, you weren’t exclusive (yet). But you were something, right? Minah wasn’t even sure if she had any right feeling the emotions she was feeling… but focusing back in on the two of you and the way you were reacting to the other dancer made her emotions feel more justified.

She felt heat claw up her neck, wrapping around her chest tightly the more she watched. Even though you were giggling and seemed to be playing along… something looked off. Minah leaned forward, observing… almost waiting for the other dancer to make a wrong move and let her pounce.

You moved back quickly, just out of immediate reach of Redy’s overly touchy hands as she seemed to reach for your face again. Minah watches you bow, putting more distance between you, eyes darting away from the forward woman and thanking her for whatever stupid shit she said. You scratch your forearm, gulping obviously as you try to shuffle back.

Bada was right. You were uncomfortable. And Minah wasn’t going to sit opposite you and let you be uncomfortable.

She stands abruptly, Bada leaning out of the way and letting the younger step past her.

Minah has tunnel vision; seeing nothing but you, trying to politely turn Redy’s advances down. It’s even worse because your team can’t even understand what’s being said to help you out. “Oh, thank you for the offer, but I’m not interested. We’re really busy, and I’ve already got someone in my life…” She hears your quiet response as she gets closer.

‘…Did she ask you out?’ The anger bubbles over inside Minah. She all but storms up to the pair, arms crossed intimidatingly. “She’s saying no, Redy. She’s uncomfortable. Leave her alone. You got your answer.” Minah’s bluntness is a welcome relief. You quietly let out a sigh as Minah stands in front of you, feeling the weight lift slightly off your chest.

“Sorry, were you involved in our conversation? I don’t think you were, actually-“ Redy starts, moving closer to you again.

“I am because you’re coming onto my girlfriend. And I’d really suggest backing up before things get bad for you. Quickly.” Minah’s eyes are narrowed, chest puffed as she takes a step closer. You look over at Redy, her eyes now wide as she puts the pieces together. You quietly apologise to the girl, before standing and taking Minah’s arm and leading her off-set and into an unoccupied corridor backstage.

“No, let me back at her. I swear to God-“

You place both hands on Minah’s shoulders, squeezing gently. That stops her rage for a moment, finally focusing on you. “Are you okay? She didn’t touch you, did she? I know you were uncomfortable… I just…” Minah’s eyes closed for a moment, trying to calm herself.

“I really shouldn’t find you that attractive when you’re jealous and overprotective.” Minah’s eyes pop open, looking at you incredulously.

“I was not jealous. I-“

Before she can open her mouth to keep lying, you answer her questions, “She only touched my arm, and I’m okay. Just… unsettled? Sorry, you had to help me deal with her. I just… didn’t know how to stop her without coming across as rude. You did a good job though.” You smile, hands deftly sliding up her shoulders and to her face, cupping her cheeks.

Minah brings her hands to rest over yours, sighing. “Don't apologise, baby. Just be rude. I hate watching people try and take advantage of your kindness. Especially like that. Bitch.” She hissed the last word quietly, feeling your fingers tap her cheek in response to her choice of words. The anger Minah had before fills her body for a moment before it softens as she meets your eyes. You take a step closer, Minah’s hands now dropping to your waist, thumbs caressing your skin. She sighs, “I… sorry. I hate seeing you uncomfortable, even a little bit. I care about you too much to see you like that…”

You’re both quiet for a moment, simply enjoying each other's presence; Minah squeezes your waist as she tries to calm down again, ignoring the nagging feeling in her heart as her brain keeps replaying the events of before over and over. Redy's hands on your face, your arms... She bites her lip, suppressing her internal desire to go back out and-

“So… girlfriend, huh?” You can’t help but tease the girl in front of you, breaking her building bitterness, laughing as she groans and rests her head against your shoulder. You bring a hand up and stroke the back of her head, still giggling. “I liked it before you apologise. You should introduce me like that more often.” You feel Minah’s body tense before she pulls back to look at you.

“Yeah?” She smiles so cutely you can feel your heart race at her beauty, “You wanna be my girlfriend? You’ll be mine?” You return her loving smile, resting your foreheads together. “Mhm. As long as you’ll be mine.” Minah all but smirks at your reply, pulling back a little further and resting her palm on the back of your neck and brings you in. The glint in her eyes as her gaze drops to your lips giving you all the answers you need as she closes the distance between you.

————

About 10 minutes later, you both emerge, back at the ring, hands entwined. Minah walks you back to your crew, squeezing your hand once more before returning to Bebe. Bada and Lusher stifle a laugh, Tatter motioning for the younger to come to them. Reaching up, Tatter wipes away smeared lipstick from the corner of Minah’s swollen lips. “Maybe next time you get all macho for your girl, look in a mirror before you come back?” The three giggle as they adjust Minah’s jacket and hair, askew and mused from your hands.

“Poor girl, did you maul her in, like, five minutes?” Lusher chuckles, noticing the already darkening mark on your neck from across the room… on the side of your neck that faced the 1Million crew.

Minah can’t even bring herself to be embarrassed, looking over at you and sending you a cheeky wink, before meeting Redy's eyes. Minah raises an eyebrow, wiping her lips and smirking at the elder, unable to stop herself from mouthing a quick 'mine' and glancing in your direction. She can't help relishing in how quickly Redy averts her eyes from both of you, laughing quietly.

Yeah, this was way better than her plan about 15 minutes ago.

[samgirl98]

Mending a Family 41/?

Prev | Next

Jason woke up with a snarl on his lips. Someone was looking for them.

It felt the same when Talia and her assassins invaded their haunt. Instead, this time, he knew it wasn’t on his property but somewhere in the village. Thank the Ancients for Raven’s cloaking spell.

Had Bruce lied? Was he here looking for Jason? Had there been a tracker he hadn’t seen? Jason swore and got up, his glowing eyes illuminating the room. How could he have been so stupid? Of course, Bruce wouldn’t leave well enough alone. As he put on his shirt, he paused for a moment. What if it wasn’t Bruce? What if it was an enemy ready to attack, to kill, him and his family?

The door opened, showing Jazz and Danny.

“I’ll take care of it,” Jason said as he put on a pair of jeans. Nobody was going to mess with his family.

“You can’t go alone, dad. What if it’s a powerful enemy? You’ll need backup,” Danny said, his eyes also glowing. Actually, Jazz’s teal eyes also had an eerie glow to them, too.

“I need to know you and your sisters are safe. I can’t work the way I have to if I know you guys are in danger, too. Please, Danny-lad, I know it’s hard, but I have to know you’re not in danger. Any of you.”

Jason went to the safe and took out the knife Talia had given Danny and held it toward his son, a feeling of disgust hitting him as Jason offered it, “Here, in case you need it.”

As much as Jason hated seeing his son’s small hands cradling the knife, it was better for him to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it. Jason gave Jazz a gun and some ammunition. Next was a burner phone with just one other number saved on it.

“If I’m not back by morning, take the kids and run. I’ll call you with my burner phone.”

Jason phased his hand through the wall and took out a suitcase full of cash and fake documents for Jazz, Danny, Ellie, and himself.

“This should last you a while. Please stay safe.”

“You too, big brother,” Jazz whispered before kissing his cheek. “I expect you to be back here before sunrise, or you’ll get the scolding of a lifetime, understood?”

Jason nodded and turned intangible while phasing through the roof.

He expanded his senses and flew north. Whoever was here, whether it was Bruce or an enemy, they were going to get an angry Jason ready to kick their ass.

____

Tim scowled in irritation.

He had Jason’s address, the GPS was up and running, and he had a map open. Yet, he still could not find where Jason was living. How was that even possible?

Tim groaned in frustration as he passed the same sign with a jumping whale on it for the sixth time.

Tim only took his eyes off the road to look at the GPS for a second. Then he looked up and braked in surprise. He stopped an inch or two away from hitting Jason, who was suddenly in front of him. Jason was glaring at him. Tim met him with a glare of his own; he refused to back down. Jason’s glare deepened.

Jason went to the side and tried to open the passenger door. It was locked, but Tim knew that wouldn’t deter Jason. Jason crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Tim, almost as if he thought that would make Tim unlock the door. Somehow, he had Alfred’s look when he was disappointed. How was that fair?

Tim didn’t give him the satisfaction and brought the window down a little instead.

“What are you doing here, Replacement?”

“I could ask you the same thing, Jason.”

Jason dropped his disappointed look and ran his hand through his hair. Tim couldn’t even make out black roots. He wondered idly how often Jason redyed his hair.

“I should’ve known. I should’ve known better than to trust anything Bruce said. Of course, he sent one of his birds to hunt me down.”

“Bruce didn’t send me,” Tim said.

“Sure,” Jason retorted back, “I definitely believe that. It’s just a coincidence that when I get a recording of him saying he’ll leave me alone and make sure none of his birds or bats come looking for me, that’s when one of them finds me.”

Tim scowled, “Bruce didn’t send me. He doesn’t even know I’m here. He sent a memo earlier in the day not to look for you anymore, but I was already in Canada. What do you mean he sent you a message?”

Was that the reason he told them to stop looking for Jason? Was it because Bruce had found him and told no one? How else would he be able to send Jason a message?

Jason glared at Tim one more time before taking out a phone.

“Hey, yeah, it’s me. There’s no danger. At least, no physical danger.”

Wow, rude.

“It’s one of my nosey brothers.” Tim was surprised Jason had called him his brother. Sure, they were both technically brothers, but they had never acted like ones. Tim suddenly remembered Titan’s Towers and shuddered a little.

Jason stopped talking and listened to what the other person was saying.

“You sure,” he asked, “What does Danny think of this?”

Tim straightened at the mention of Jason’s son. Jason zeroed in on Tim’s sudden attention. Tim jutted up his chin, daring Jason to say something.

Jason sighed, “Fine, we’ll be there soon. Be prepared, though; Timmy is a tough one.”

Tim glared at the nickname, “It’s Tim, asshole.”

Jason didn’t threaten him like he thought he would. Instead, he went to the driver’s side and rapped his knuckles on the door.

“Move, Timbit. I have to drive. You’ll never find the place because it’s enchanted from prying eyes.”

“Since when do you know magic?”

“I don’t. Raven does.”

Tim unlocked the door and hurried over to the passenger’s seat.

“Raven knows where you’re at? How did that happen?”

No wonder Tim had been going in circles. It would’ve been impossible to find if Raven had enchanted the place.

“None of your business, Replacement,” Jason muttered.

Jason made a U-turn and drove for five minutes before turning into a little road. How had Tim missed it? They drove through a dirt road leading deeper into the forest for a few minutes. Tim started panicking.

What if Jason had pretended to talk to someone to bring Tim’s guard down? What if he killed him and buried his body in the middle of the Canadian wilderness? No one knew where Tim was, so he wouldn’t be considered missing for a few days.

Just as Tim was about to jump out of the car, a little brick house appeared.

It was quaint.

There was a porch with two rocking chairs and a table between them. The windows had little pots with blooming flowers, and the window panes were painted lavender. A little playground was on the side. All the lights were on, including the porch light.

It looked so…domestic.

“Will I get to meet your son,” Tim asked suddenly. At Jason’s murderous glare, Tim wished he had stayed silent.

“Of course, you know about Danny, you nosy little bastard. Did you tell Bruce about him?”

“No. I told Dick, but he told me not to tell Bruce until we found out more. Barbara suspects.”

Jason’s expression softened at the mention of Barbara.

“How is she?”

“She’s good. She didn’t want me looking for you. She said it would be better to leave you alone.”

“And, of course, you didn’t listen.”

Jason got out of the car and walked up to the house, leaving Tim behind.

“Well, are you coming or not?”

Tim took a deep breath. Finding Jason was half the battle. Now, he just had to convince him to come back to Gotham.

I'm sorry for all the mistakes. I was writing this at night and didn't proofread it. Next, Tim meets Jason's found family

@itsberrydreemurstuff @idontgetpaidenoughforthisshit @skulld3mort-1fan @theauthorandtheartist @emergentpanda-blog @jaggedheart11 @fisticuffsatapplebees @booberrylizard @fantasticbluebirdfan @thegatorsgooseoose @cyrwrites @kjoboo91 @crystallicedart @amaramizuki666 @spekulatiusmuffin @meira-3919 @kilasmess @bubblemixer @lexdamo @wonderland-daisy @mj-arts-n-stuff @amyheart19 @dolfay @the-church-grimm @undead-essence @aph-mable @lizisipancardo @purrloin77 @writer-extraodinaire @charlietheepic7 @sinfulloccultist @nootherusernameworked @coruscateselene @chaoticchange @itsberrydreemurstuff @gmkelz11 @feral-bunny31 @paroovian @thatonegaybitch68 @d4ydr34min9 @overtherose @fandomwandererer @vipower001 @thordottir45 @blackrabbitt3t @rosecinnamonbun @bianca-hooks123 @epilepticnerd @dat1angel @consouling @flamingenchiladadragon @all-mights-asscheeks @ender-reader @fuyu-bitch @ravenswife

[mrghostrat]

Hi I’m new here. I’ve wondered since I saw your emotes- did you used to have pink hair? do you plan to dye it again?

love your stuff!

yes! my “default” look is a dyed fringe but i’ve left it natural while i grow my hair out to keep it as healthy as possible. i plan on redying it silver when it’s at my target length (like my icon) 🥰

(emotes for context) 💖

[missmoonfrost]

Getting redy to party - a wolfstar microfic

Experimenting with plus size Sirius. Do you enjoy that or have any specific ideas for the topic, let me know. For @leah-clearvvater This is my first try. There is more to come. Words: 654

Remus pulled a hand through his hair, frowning at the mirror.

“I was wondering where you left to.” Sirius' voice said from the door.

Through the mirror, Remus saw him lean against the doorpost. He undoubtedly looked ready for the quidditch victory party: His sleek raven hair falling in luxurious curls and glitter on top of black eyeliner framing his eyes, seemingly effortlessly hot in ripped black jeans hugging his thick thighs and a loose-fitting white pearlescent top with a rainbow-coloured wolf on the chest.

Remus couldn’t help but feel both flattered and guilty that Sirius had come to seek him out rather than enjoying the party. He tucked his black shirt into his jeans, pulled the hem out again and sighed.

Sirius went and put his hands on his upper arms from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder and met his eyes in the mirror.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“I look…” Remus gestured at the mirror and sighed again.

“You look stunning. Phenomenal.”

Sirius passed his hands down Remus' arms, forward over his belly, and up over his chest. He pulled him closer into his soft body and Remus smiled reluctantly.

“I wish I had your confidence. That I didn’t care what anyone was thinking.”

Sirius broke free and looked at him for real, not through the mirror.

“You think I’m never self-conscious?”

Remus looked surprised at him and he continued.

“A summer at the Potters and a semester of chilling and eating chocolate with you, and suddenly I have a belly.”

He smacked his admittedly rounder middle.

“It suits you.” Remus said. He loved the new lushness of Sirius' body, how it shaped itself after his when they were close together. More importantly, this version of Sirius was a happier, freer version.

“Thanks, baby. And don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change it. But it’s hard not to think about what people see. Do they think I let myself go?”

Sirius looked down.

“Sweetheart?” Remus gently placed a hand on each cheek and turned his head upwards. “You’re beautiful. I love you.”

Sirius kissed him. “I love you too.”

“I had no idea you felt this way. You always act so nonchalant about it. You know, dance as wild and laugh as loud as before, like you don’t mind being the centre of attention.”

“I think, in a society so focused on appearance, having occasional self-doubt is inevitable. But I can still choose to love my body. I can still choose to live my life like I want to.”

“Thanks for telling me. I’ll make sure to call you beautiful every day.”

Sirius' mouth curved in a beautiful smile. “That sounds lovely. Don’t forget to call yourself beautiful while you’re at it.”

Remus turned back to the mirror. He had thought his insecurity was just an unchangeable part of life. But maybe Sirius was right, and it was more of a choice? Could he choose to go down to the party and enjoy himself just like Sirius? Well, he could try.

They walked the stairs hand in hand out in the crowded common room. After a thorough kiss, they split up. Sirius hit the dance floor and Remus grabbed himself a butter beer and joined some friends in his sofa and listened silently to their conversation while his eyes followed Sirius. Should he try to be more confident? Talk more? Get up there and dance?

No. Confidence or not, Remus had no desire to start dancing. He would never be one to sing on the tables. He got enough of a thrill from watching Sirius coming alive with the music, throwing his hands up and get wild. Seemingly unbothered by his waist showing or his upper arms wobbling. Knowing that unwontedness was a choice made Remus smile to himself, relax a little bit more into the sofa, choosing to enjoy the party his way whether or not someone else thought that was the right way.

[oldiesstationlover11607]

🎶Hello, is it me you’re looking for?🎶

Salutations! It is I! 💛! Your favorite yellow emoji! I am sorry I haven’t requested anything recently. I just went to my show last night actually and so I’ve been busy prepping for that and traveling! It was amazing by the way! God it was like I dream! You’ll love it when you see them! Also, the last one shot was so cute and fluffy and I love it so much! When he gave the reader his shirt 😭!

Anyways, my request. At my show, Tyler made an innuendo on stage which inspired this. I was wondering if you could do a story where Tyler has a game where he tries to subtly flirt with the reader as many times as possible on stage. Maybe it could be talking, maybe it can just be him winking at her or something like that. Maybe after he does it one night, fans notice and they explode on twitter or something. Idk. I know this may be a stupid idea, but I felt like it could cute and fluffy if you want to try it! ☺️

P.S. Would you be willing to write for Spooky Jim (Josh’s blurryface persona)? I have possible ideas for that. To me, he’d just kinda be the same as Blurryface, just with Josh. But, you could see him differently (I’m sorry if you’ve written him before and I just didn’t see).

Flirt - Tyler Joseph x Reader

Relationship: Tyler Joseph × Reader

Warnings: Tyler flirting - innuendos, Tyler kissing the reader and being extra

Word Count: 1844 - I lowkey feel bad for these being short but it kinda fits the request prompt lol

A/N: Welcome back bestie 💛 anon! I hope you like this one - Tyler has been so unhinged lately it's been hilarious. I'm so glad you enjoyed your show, I can't wait for mine :) And YES of course I'm willing to write for Spooky Jim! I love Josh so much lol and I can imagine his blurryface persona being so much more heartbreaking considering Josh is such a sweetheart. I haven't written him yet but I'd can't wait to see your ideas!

It had come around to that part of the album cycle again where Tyler and Josh were on tour and for the first time since Tyler and I had gotten engaged, I was on tour with them. We were about halfway into the shows when we stopped in LA for a two night stay. Tyler had gotten up much earlier than I–as usual–to make sure everything was set up and to do a soundcheck before the show. We normally slept in after the late nights with Tyler getting up around 12:00 and I at 1:00 (although Tyler did make sure to bring me food when I was still in bed). After an afternoon of exploring the city, we made our way into the dressing room, waiting for fans to pile in. He scrolled through social media and did some vocal warm ups before sitting down on the couch with me. Josh was sitting in front of the mirror, mostly ready with the exception of his hair, which he was redying. 

“How’re you feeling?” I asked Tyler. 

“Pretty good. It’s gonna be a good show, I can feel it.” Tyler could always tell how the shows were going to go–even before getting onstage–and everyone else around him could tell exactly how he was feeling. He had a calm look on his face, as if he was reflecting on plans for the show. 

“How much time do we have?” Josh asked, leaning back from the mirror to look at the analogue clock hanging on the wall. 

“About thirty minutes I think,” Tyler said, chugging the Red Bull can he’d picked out from the mini fridge. 

“Where do you want me during the show?” I questioned, each venue having a different ‘best spot’ that Tyler wanted me ‘stationed at’. Last night it was higher up in the venue in a VIP section for friends and family, which was cool because he could see me the whole time. 

“Just off stage works best. Debby’s going to be under the stage to help Josh before routines so if you want to hang with her then that’s cool too,” he explained. 

“Yep, I think she’s preparing everything down there now with Mark,” Josh got up. “I’m going to go wash this out.” He pointed to his hair and walked into the hallway in the direction of the showers, leaving Tyler and I alone. As soon as Tyler was sure Josh couldn’t see he wrapped his arms around me  and dragged me onto his lap. 

“You look good today babe,” he smirked, looking me up and down. I could feel the warmth spreading through my face. He always found the best moments to make me blush with his words. I moved in closer so he was hugging me close, my chin resting on his shoulder. 

“You look better,” I laughed, ruffling his hair. He chuckled, pulling me even tighter against him. he nuzzled the side of my head and planted a soft kiss on my forehead, before continuing

“I don’t know if I agree with you on that one.” He was never one to back down from teasing. He continued to hold onto me, gently massaging your thighs as you sat on his lap. Josh walked back into the room, his hair dry and back to its bright red peekaboo color. 

“We should probably get you where you need to be,” I chucked, looking at the clock and climbing off Tyler’s lap. He pouted, reaching his arms out and making grabby hands in my direction. “Come on.” I grasped his hand and pulled him up next to me–his hand staying intertwined with me even after he got up. We walked out of the dressing room and out into the hallway where the boys would usually split up. They hugged, patting each other on the back and smiling. 

“Have a good show,” I smiled, waving goodbye to Josh and following Tyler to the right side entrance. He held my hand as he followed behind the security guard, the sound of screaming fans pouring in through the walls. Tyler smiled widely, his expression practically screaming excitement and adrenaline. As soon as the guard opened the door the noise in the room multiplied, the room filled with screams and cheers, making it hard to even think. He held my hand tightly as he followed the guard, the room around us slowly shifting from the dim hallways to the bright stage being lit by lights and strobe. He stopped just off stage, taking a few breaths before he turned and faced you, his smile still beaming. 

“I love you,” I smiled. He pressed his lips to mine, cupping my jaw and slipping his tongue just inside my mouth. Something was different about him, like he had some sort of agenda or something to prove to me. He pulled back after a short while, gently biting my bottom lip as the music started playing. 

“I love you too,” he smirked, running onto the stage and turning on his celebrity persona. Tyler bounced through his first few songs, running around the stage and acting like his usual self. He was clearly high on adrenaline, with his brain focused on making sure the show ran smoothly. He made his way to the mic at the center of the stage for the talking break. As he began, he made direct eye contact with me, sending a cheeky smile my way. “Is everyone having a good time?” he shouted into the mic and pointed out to the sea of people who screamed back at him. “I can’t hear you. Scream louder for me!” He waved his arms in the air to the entire audience who screamed louder than before. “There you go,” he looked off stage at me and smirked knowing full well what he was doing. After a few more songs he moved to different parts of the arena for Ride where he was planning on getting people to sing the choruses with him. I had decided to sit under the stage with Debby who was watching, helping Josh to get changed for the next song. “Where’s my right side daddy?” I could hear Tyler shout through the speakers. My jaw dropped. 

“No fucking way.” 

Josh laughed under his breath, looking at me with raised eyebrows. “Yep.” As each chorus went by I nodded my head along to the beat and Tyler’s voice. 

“This is not happening,” I covered my eyes. 

“It so is,” Debby laughed, helping Josh into his jacket. The song continued until Tyler got to the last chorus, in the pit. 

“Oh my pit children, you need a daddy too,” Tyler’s voice moaned slightly making my knees go weak. He needed to stop this or it wasn’t going to end well for either of us. Debby was keeled over in laughter and I was mortified. This wasn’t happening. By the time they’d finished Paladin Strait and come off stage before the encore he’d continued to make suggestive jokes. Little did anyone know that each of his little jokes was perfectly aimed at me and as every one landed I got more and more worked up and embarrassed. Running offstage, Josh went straight to Debby and Tyler to I. My arms were crossed as he stood in front of me with a large and proud smirk slapped onto his face. 

“What?” he shrugged, taking a drink of water and jumping on the spot. 

“You know what,” I scoffed, clenching my fists and biting my lip to hide the smile I could feel coming on. I was terrible at being mad at people and Tyler always managed to unleash the happy side of me in the middle of every argument we’d ever had. 

“Yeah I do,” he kissed my cheek and ruffled my hair. With my brows furrowed I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to let him go. As he rested his chin on the top of my head everything around us disappeared. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest as the smell of sweat and Red Bull poured from his pores. I didn’t care though, he was mine and he’d been driving me insane for the last hour and a half. Fans continued to scream as the end of the Paladin Strait music video played and Josh appeared next to us. I let Tyler go as the intro for Jumpsuit started playing. Josh ran back on stage to his drum kit but Tyler paused on the stairs looking at me. I shot him a wave and he mouthed the words ‘I love you,’ pressing his hands against his heart, ‘I know,’ I mouthed back with a short roll of my eyes before he bounced back on stage. I stood there, heart pounding, watching him take command of the stage once more, his voice raw and powerful as he sang the opening lines. The lights pulsed in sync with the music, and the crowd, already hyped, seemed to reach a new level of frenzy. I could see him glancing my way, just for a moment, every now and then. It was subtle, but after the stunts he'd pulled earlier in the set, I was more than aware. He was still playing his little game, flirting with me in front of thousands of people who had no idea the winks and smirks were meant for me. As the song ended, Tyler paused at the mic again, wiping the sweat from his brow. 

“You guys are incredible tonight!” he shouted, and the crowd roared in response. He turned slightly toward the side of the stage where I stood, his eyes glinting mischievously under the lights. “But there's someone over here who’s got me feeling... extra good tonight,” he teased, his voice dropping a little lower. I groaned, hiding my face in my hands. The audience, completely oblivious, ate it up, screaming and cheering at the implication. Twitter was going to be in shambles after this. He’d never been this bold on stage before, not with me watching from the sidelines. And I knew for a fact the fans would pick up on it. There was no way they wouldn’t. When they finished playing Trees and saying goodbye to everyone, Tyler ran off stage, completely drenched in sweat and buzzing with post-show energy. He didn’t waste a second before wrapping his arms around me, spinning me around in a tight hug. “How’d I do?” he asked, his breath hot against my ear, still catching his breath from the performance. I smacked him lightly on the chest, still smiling despite myself. 

“You’re impossible. You know that?” He grinned, leaning down to kiss me softly. 

“I only did it because I love you.” His smirk returned. “And because I love seeing you squirm like a bug.”

I shoved him playfully. “Yeah, yeah. Just wait till Twitter gets a hold of this.” Tyler chuckled, pulling me close again. 

“Let them talk.” His lips brushed my ear as he whispered, “You’re the only one I care about, anyway.”

//

Requests open!

[azure-clockwork]

Allow me to demonstrate!

I have now done a cosplay! The outfit is loosely based on the multiple drawings of version of a Byleth fishing outfit, plus the thought that Byleth is indeed chaotic enough to wear her tights fishing

Notes and errata I’m amused by/proud of:

I 100% decided to do this like a week before the con the hat says Garreg Mach Academy :)

the coat is a last min concession I made to the 36°F weather, worn incorrectly to look more like Byleth’s “coat” thing

that is my real hair with enough temp blue dye to stain my whole bathroom. I considered just redying it all blue (it’s purple rn) but I’m going red in a week for a sports team I’m on so I decided temp was better

I thought the shirt said “women want me fish fear me” and then realized when it arrived. But it’s funnier this was so all’s well that ends well

I went to a con that was mostly full of Genshin fans. With the exception of the Ferdinand von Aegir who was very excited to see me and the friends who I held down and forced to be excited over this, everyone else just noticed the shirt

Ferdie was running an artist booth selling Three Houses art (mostly CF/BE stuff). I got a super cute Black Eagles poster and they threw in a postcard and took a photo with me!! 11/10, loved the interaction and the poster is so fucking cute

basically everyone read the shirt out. The most common reading is “oh I like the shirt! ‘Women want fish, me fear me’?”

it is tied because Byleth shows her stomach in battle of all places. You bet your ass she’d show off her abs on a fishing trip

I wanted to bring a fishing pole so I had something to be allowed to demonstrate. I did not find or make one in time. Alas, mine are all three states away. Tragic

turns out I am borderline unrecognizable in a hat and sans glasses (which is the only reason I’m cool posting my face online). Between being too blind to recognize anyone and being too Different to get recognized, meeting up with friends was Hard

the boobs are approx half fake. I do have natural D cups, to which I added 5 socks and two padded bras to make the mother of all push-up bras. I’m pleased with the effect

I love the hat and I do wear it places. 10/10

there was so much blue dye everywhere. I’m shocked I kept the shirt clean when spraying it (I used a towel and so much care). Touching my hair caused it to rub off

I got into the con for free because I was accidentally press ganged into volunteering. That’s probably a story for another post cuz this one is too long, but it was Very Funny

[anonymousewrites]

Adolescent Antichrist (Book 4) Chapter Fourteen

Father Figure! Lucifer x Teen! Reader

Chapter Fourteen: I Think I'd Like a Dance

Summary: (Y/N) and their friends head off to homecoming.

            “Why do humans nearly poke their eyes out for beauty?” asked Em.

            “If they don’t squirm, their eyes don’t get poked out,” said (Y/N), holding Em’s face still as they did her eyeliner.

            “I’m not squirming, you’re just bad at this,” said Em.

            “Take a look and tell me that again,” said (Y/N), letting go of Em.

            The demon opened their looked into the mirror. She blinked. She actually looked nice. “Wow. You’re actually good at makeup,” they said.

            “It helps when the other person already looks nice.” (Y/N) shrugged. “I don’t have to do much.”

            Em turned red at the compliment. “Right. Well, uh, I’m gonna go get changed. Lucifer’s taking us to homecoming, right?”

            “Yeah, no, I made sure Dad just hired a car. I don’t need him embarassing me in front of our friends,” said (Y/N).

            Em chuckled as she left the room.

            (Y/N) smiled at her laugh and turned to their closet. It was finally homecoming night, and they would be damned if they didn’t look fantastic.

l

            “Well, someone’s all dressed up,” said Lucifer, smiling at Em as they came out.

            She had on a simple emerald green dress and a simple smoky eye with winged eyeliner. Gold earrings hung from multiple piercings (they had let Noa practice piercing on them since she could heal if it really looked terrible).

            “Em definitely has good taste,” said (Y/N), appearing in the doorway of their room.

            “You’re just saying that since you helped me pick the dress out,” said Em, rolling her eyes. She paused when she saw (Y/N), though.

            They had on a dark red suit jacket with black, slightly sheer fabric sewn overtop half and a dramatic fabric belt. They had on simple black suit pants but paired it with a red painted design on shiny doc martens. (Y/N) still sported their red jasper and feather necklaces, but they had paired it with gold cuff earrings to offset the slightly gold shimmer of their eyeshadow their eyelids.

            “Wow, Birdie, you look—”

            “Fantastic!” said Lucifer, completely cutting off Em like the excited father his was. “Your taste is perfect.”

            “I think I got a lot of it from you,” said (Y/N) teasingly, but they were also pleased. Their biological parents would never allow them to dress so masc, so it was nice to have their parent approve and support them.

            “Of course, you did. I have a fantastic sense of style,” said Lucifer proudly.

            The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open to reveal the other four in (Y/N) and Em’s friend group.

            “Oh my god you guys look so cute!” said Olive excitedly. She had on a vintage white dress with purple flowers and green leaves printed across it. With a cinched waist, she had a classic silhuoette and was ready to dance. Her blonde hair was pinned up in a bun with curled strands framing her face, and she had a light dusting of natural makeup and pink lips.

            “So do you,” said (Y/N), smiling at her.

            “Of course she does,” said Nao, putting their hands in their pockets. Their hair was still in box braids, but now it had silver beads hanging at the ends to pair with the stripes of their suitpants and vest. They had the jacket through over their shoulder casually, but from the expertly tied tie, it was clear they had put effort in.

            (Y/N) smirked when they noticed Noa had silver earrings with purple jewels. Subconsciously matching a certain someone, they thought.

            Olive blushed and smiled. “Thanks, Nao!”

            “I love the additions to the suit, (Y/N),” said Marcel. He had been true to his word and redyed his hair to purple to work with his suit. Everything was crisp and perfect, and although the suit itself was simple, Marcel had done dramatic eyeshadow and makeup to really play with the drama he loved.

            “Very well done,” agreed Leon. He had on golden eyeliner that glimmered in the light and golden accents on his navy suit.

            “Thanks, guys,” said (Y/N), smiling. “Are you ready to go? We’ve got reservations for food.”

            “Ah-ah-ah!” Lucifer jumped in. “Before you go, it’s time for photos!”

            “Seriously, Dad?” said (Y/N), embarassed at how eager Lucifer was.

            “Absolutely! You’re finally going out on the town with friends. Everyone out onto the balcony for a photo!” said Lucifer.

            (Y/N)’s friends laughed. They liked their dad, and they followed him out. Lucifer carefully arranged them for photos.

            “This is so embarassing,” muttered (Y/N).

            Em chuckled and reached out for their hand. “Relax, Birdie. Everyone’s having fun.”

            (Y/N) rolled their eyes at her enjoyment of their discomfort but found themself smiling nonetheless when the camera took it’s photo.

l

            “You know, this party isn’t as lame as I thought it might be since our school is so boring,” said Nao as they sat down at the table the LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club had commandeered.

            “I can’t believe how long Marcel has kept Leon on that dancefloor,” snickered Olive. “Poor guy has no idea what they’re doing.”

            “Yeah, but he’s trying to impress Marcel, so they’re not leaving anytime soon,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            “That’s adorable since I’m pretty sure Marcel put so much work into his outfit to really show that he cares about fashion like Leon does,” said Em.

            “That’s so cute, they’re both oblivious,” said Olive. She brightened. “Noa, we should go and get them to partner dance!”

            “Huh?” said Noa as Olive grabbed them and hauled them up.

            “We’ll request a song for slower dancing or something and dance beside them to make it feel just like normal or whatever, but really it’ll be forcing them to dance together and actually start to make moves! Come on!” Noa was not given another second to speak as Olive pulled them away.

            (Y/N) and Em watched in amusement.

            “You know, Olive is surprisingly crafty,” said (Y/N), grinning.

            “What do you mean?” asked Em.

            “Well, Olive and Noa obviously like each other, right?” said (Y/N).

            “Oh, obviously,” agreed Em.

            “I think Olive’s plan to get Leon and Marcel to dance it to also get her a chance to dance with Noa,” said (Y/N).

            “She’s strategic,” said Em. “That was a very smooth operation.”

            “They say all’s fair in love and war, and I think Olive thinks of finding love as a strategic battle,” joked (Y/N).

            “What do you think of it as?” asked Em curiously.

            (Y/N) paused and considered. “I think love is finding that person you can just exist with. There’s no pressure to be anything around them other than yourself, and you two are happy to be together because it’s you two and you love each other.”

            Em smiled. “That’s sweet.”

            “I have my moments,” joked (Y/N), trying to brush off the seriousness of the topic.

            The music changed to a slower song, “Amado Mio” by Pink Martini, and Em grinned. “Olive’s plan is in motion.”

            “Evidently,” said (Y/N).

            Em cocked their head. “Want to dance?”

            “What?” (Y/N) was a bit taken aback by the stubborness.”

            “I mean, I asked you to homecoming. It would be rude of me not to dance with you,” said Em.

            “We have danced together. Did you forget Abba already?” said (Y/N).

            “That was with friends. I’m saying you and me,” said Em. They smiled. “So, what do you say?”

            (Y/N) decided to let their heart guide them. “I think I’d like a dance.”

            Em grinned, stood, and offered their hand. (Y/N) took it, and Em led them to the dancefloor. Hesitantly, (Y/N) put their hand on Em’s waist, and Em put hers on their shoulder. They took each others other hand and began to dance. It wasn’t great partner dancing since neither was very practiced, but it was fun (and while Leon had perfect control of himself and Marcel, Noa and Olive were just as bad, so it was fine).

            Em spun (Y/N), and they laughed at how out of sync it was with the music. “Damn, I really thought I had it,” said Em.

            “Well, you gave it a try,” teased (Y/N), moving closer to Em again as they moved to the rhythm.

            They were quiet for a little longer as they danced until Em swallowed and looked at (Y/N).

            “You know, I kept getting interrupted, but I wanted to tell you that you look really nice tonight,” said Em.

            (Y/N) turned red. “Thanks,” they said. “You look pretty, too.”

            “Thanks.”

            Em and (Y/N) gripped each other’s hands tighter and smiled shyly. Neither was sure quite how to continue with that line of discussion, but it had felt nice to get this close and get to be soft with one another. In fact, (Y/N) rather enjoyed their usual banter with Em, but being vulnerable and sweet felt nice to. They wouldn’t mind doing it more. (Y/N) blinked, and the shadows around them quivered.

            Oh shit. They had a crush.

            Luckily for them (though they didn’t know it), Em had the same realization.

            Of course, like Olive said, they were all oblivious.

l

            Lucifer laid out the papers on his desk and stared at them. He had them. They were finally in his hands, and now all he had to do was take them to (Y/N). He gripped them tightly and smiled.

            (Y/N) would officially be his kid. Soon, they’d really be his.

Taglist:

@sammyscreencaps-13

@grippleback-galaxy-galaxy

@scarlettqueen190

@ziro-the-null-god

@sammy-13

@zeros-rot

@ceridwyn3

@technikerin23

@poetoflawed

@slytherinroyalty16

@ilse235

@theurbannoodle

[kiki-widow]

Jealous

Names (kitten, Mistress), spanking, chocking, nipple play, Oral (r resieving), p in v, no protection

Wanda (bottom) x g!p (top)

Y/N Pov It was a wonderful day. I wake up besides my beautiful girlfriend. We cuddle like an hour and then we changed our clothes and separated our ways because I needed to train with my sister and Wanda needed to go on an Meeting. After I finished training with Nat I walked in the kitchen where I found Wanda and Vision Talking and cooking. I sad hello and grabbed a bottle of water.  Then I sat on the couch and watched a movie. Many times I cached how vision got closer to Wanda and that made my blood boil. Vision was ever since he was there flirting with my Girlfriend. He called her darling and would always come to her when she had a nightmare. And every time I'm there with her and had the urge to hit him. But in the situation I couldn't. After sometime I watched how Vision got behind Wanda and put his hands on her hips. And That made me walk to them. "Vision get of off my girlfriend." "Baby don't worry." "Yea Y/N don't worry. We just have a little fun." "Yes I can see that. Now back of." And with that I pulled Wanda to me and walked with her in our shared bedroom. When the door closed I pushed her against the wall and put my hand around her neck. Then I squeezed it and growled in her ear. "You are mine. Got it Kitten?"

  She moaned and nodded her head. Then I squeezed her neck again and said "Words Kitten." "Y-Yes Misstres" Then I leaned down and kissed her with many tounge and I laid her on the bed and said "Now I'm gonna show you who you belong to kitten." "Okay Mistress." I hummed and ripped Wanda's T-shirt of. She moaned at my action. I saw that she had a purple bra on which made me horny and hard. "You look beautiful." I husked and kissed her neck. Then down to her breasts and down to her stomach which makes her muscles clench. Then I opened her bra and kissed over her breasts and sucked on her nippels which makes her moan. I sucked so long on it. You could mean that you can get milk out. After I was finished I pulled her jeans down and saw a matching thong on it. I kissed over her tights and up to her clothed core. "Pleas Mistress." "Oh Kitten you need to get a punishment for your behavior." I pulled her Thong of off her and walked to the closet. "What are you doing Mistress?" Then I walked over to her with some robes back. I turned her around and put the robes on her ankles and hands. Than I gave her a kiss on her back and asked "what's our save word baby?" "R-Red." "good." Than I pulled my shirt over my head and pulled my belt out of my pants. "now I will hit your nice ass with my belt and I want you to thank me and count for each one. Redy slut?" "Yes Mistress." And then I hit her ass. "One Mistress." * Spank * "T-Two Mistress." I did 15 Spanks and then smoothed her ass checks.

  Wanda Pov "You did so well baby girl. All nice and red for Mistress." I moaned at her dirty talk. Then she undid the robes and turned me on my back. The first thing I saw is that she was in only her boxer shorts. And I saw in them a big bulge. That made my mouth watering. " You know what to do kitten. " I loved when she called me that. Then I pulled her Boxer shorts down and sucked the tip of her dick. Then licked on the side of it and put the whole length in my mouth. She moaned and put her hands in my hair. "Yeah suck Mistress cock, like the good little slut you are." I moaned and then she came in my mouth I sucked her dick dry and drunk all her cum. then she pulled me up by my hair and kissed me hard. "Go on all four Kitten." I did what she said and she pushed her whole length in my pussy. I moaned. "Your Pussy is so wet for me Kitten." "All for you Mistress. Go faster pls." "As you wish." She goes on an inhuman peace and kept on with the dirty talk. "I FEEL YOU CLENCHING AROUND ME KITTEN." "SO TIGH." "Im about to cum Mistress." "Then cum with me baby. NOW!" And then she came in me and I came around her dick. She pulled put of me and laid next to me. "Are you alright Baby?" She asked in her normal cute voice. "Yeah just Tired." "Sleep Baby." She said and kissed my head. "I Love you and only you." I said "I Love you too." And with that I go to sleep.

[alwritey-aphrodite]

Just daydreaming about how absolutely soft Jamie with the biggest puppy dog eyes would be if you put his hair behind his ear, like I’m picturing it’s gotten a bit long and he’s waiting to get it cut and his highlights redyed and after kiss it’s in his face so you move it out and he’s just like 🥹

🥺🥺🥺 this is so damn cute - maybe it’s the off season and Jamie’s just been relaxing for the last few weeks and maybe you guys have gone on vacation so he hasn’t had time to get his hair touched up and it’s definitely starting to get in his eyes more often than not and you realize so you just gently tuck his hair behind his ears and it’s not quite long enough so it doesn’t really work all that well but Jamie’s still like “🥹🥹 I’m never getting my hair cut again”

it’s a soft Jamie kind of day

[were-wolverine]

happy halloween y’all

i am spending my night alone in my dorm redying my hair and making tea bc i have a sore throat

i’m definitely not sad and lonely haha….

anyway what are y’all doin ? lemme live vicariously thru you