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[ariaonlyxo]

I may have a cute face but boy am I vicious! 😜

Just another day in the life… hmu to see what else I’m up to 💕

[ickyskies]

thump ✷

[restonscalmes]

La vie en rose

[emisnt2]

Tell me about your new home 🌻

Been looping Gala Bunga Matahari by Sal Priadi so this is the result of that (caption is taken from the song too!)

[redezign-yr-logo]

Fuck it. Join Us doodles

[riverlarking]

am i cooking here or what

[zoropookie]

can I trade hhab scara + fly + ride + neon for sm scara? ⁉️😅🥗

why you would trade anyone for that parakeet is beyond me

[mudwisard]

the motivational quadrant post broke 25k...

[mindmushyyyy]

working on a lenor spector design and have to many ideas from a design analissi stand point and i just cant draw all of themmm. helpp

[maxbytes]

i need to pay a badass sci-fi animator to draw maxdoof villainy for me. i have visions to be realized. (he has no such money to commission an animator)

[resonantpirateacolyte]

10/10 delicious angst with a nice side of fluff 🤌

Part 1 of #MeetingWithThePastAU

Part 2 of #MeetingWithThePastAU

[the-acid-pear]

"what if I wasn't the only one they hated" what if I wasn't tho. What if we both hated each other. What if our own obsession led us to find something there wasn't with anyone else. What if we fucked nasty and also tried to kill each other with knives. What if

[zoropookie]

can I go by blode anon or 🥗 because I feel exyremely special thank u for counting my blodes ❤️❤️❤️😘😘😘😍😍🥰🥰

we both blode 💔

you’re very welcome blode anon i’ll give you both

[mona-risms]

my first ever request is sub navia getting dicked down in public. thats my wife i love my blode wife!!!

◆ MAIN COURSE: sub!Navia x dom!Reader

◆ TYPE: NSFW

◆ ALLERGEN WARNINGS: Public sex? Semi-public sex? Idk actually, reader has either a dick or is packing tbh reader's choice

◆ NOTES: blode lol. Also I might've slightly maybe missed the point a teeny tiny bit..maybe??? Idk tbf. ALSO also if this sucks, my bad 😭😭😭 I don't think I've written in a WHIIIIILE.

NAVIANAVIANAVIA MYYY LOOOOVE OH my god this woman has a CHOKEHOLD on me...........and this woman wants your chokehold on her LOL

Navia was never the shy type. Not the showoff type either, she's a great balance, but when it comes to you? OH she's an absolute menace when it comes to bragging about her love of her life

This DOES translate to.....teasing the living shit out of you though 🫶 and she's a MENACE at it too

This was supposed to be a fun date between the two of you, a day out with no responsibilities and a lot of food.

And it was. It is. Yeah.

But with the way Navia was acting, you were feeling.. other things too.

It started off with subtle gestures throughout the day—accidental grazes, lingering touches and heated looks. Though perhaps the hyperawareness that came with being in the proximity of your lover didn't help with noticing every 'accidental' microgesture that gripped your attention like a vice.

But then came the.. less-than-subtle actions.

Leaning forward a touch too far that it exposed the curve of her chest, getting too close that your bodies are pushed against each other, using all sorts of wordplay as if it were a private joke between the two of you, bending down to inspect something further or pick something up that you'd have to stand behind her as her skirt rode up just a bit too much, amongst other things. You knew your girlfriend was a tease—she has no shame in admitting that she finds your reactions adorable—but right now she's being especially...

Your thoughts trail off as you see her. Or rather, the impish smirk she wore as she watched you.

This girl wants to 🤗🤗 rile you up 🤗🤗🤗 to see what happens 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 and oh wow oh WOW she gets what she wants ahahahahaha she's like one double entendre away from being forced down on her knees in a dressing room at a clothing store, her mouth being given a better purpose aka deepthroating you LOL

You barely even have walls you only get curtains bc it's one of those chain stores like. Idk. Primark or smth idk what example to use for Americans BUT IT'S JUST FUCKING CURTAINS AND INCOMPLETE BARRIER WALLS so you can hear every single noise from anywhere and everywhere.......and you know what THAT means 🤗🤗🤗

KEEP QUIET or don't. The staff might investigate though

Ughghfh Navia moving up and down your length, most likely with her gag reflex long since beaten from Very Energetic Nights. You'd have to control her movements yourself though via clenching onto her hair to minimise the absolutely FILTHY noises that she'd make too

I personally think Navia would be MESSY 🤗🤗🤗 like she's proper and everything normally—dabbing the corners of her mouth daintily with a napkin when she eats, dusting imaginary lint off herself, so on and so forth—but when it comes to sex, all that polite cleanliness is OFF THE TABLE❗️❗️❗️ Drool would be seeping from the corners of her mouth and her cunt would be dripping if it weren't for her ruined panties absorbing her wetness

In terms of vocality, I think she'd be deliberately vocal too LOL like she CAN keep quiet.......but does she want to? Kinda no! While MOSTLY obedient, she's a bit of a brat when it comes to that, especially when you're absolutely railing her six ways to fucking Sunday in public

The whine that escaped your lover forced you to keep still.

It's not as if the changing rooms were so quiet that you could hear every micro-movement echoing within the space—not only was it bustling with people coming and going, but the music lightly blaring from background speakers was already more than enough to drown minor sounds anyway. Though it could just be your hyper-awareness from the risk of getting caught in a public space, you noticed a conversation from next door's cubicle cut off seconds after Navia had made a sound.

You looked at your blonde lover, her crinkling eyes full of lust and mirth a contrast to your rising panic reflected on azure blue. Hell, you could feel the light smirk against your covering palm.

Beyond the bustle of the environment was a piercing quiet between your cubicle and the cubicle next door.. and then?

You hear the sound of a curtain being shoved aside—theirs, not yours—before footsteps faded into background chatter. You'd have breathed easy, if it weren't for the sudden movement of Navia's hips, your length suddenly enveloped by velvet heat. In retaliation, you thrusts were frustratingly shallow as her other hand snaked up to wrap around the other's neck, not squeezing but holding. Owning.

Later, she would be disciplined properly. Right now, she needed to be tortured.

(The both of you don't even make it back to your shared home before discipline was due.)

[ellouchi]

A little something with Curly because I couldn't help it.

The moment you have entered your shared home you dropped all the bags to the ground: you just couldn't help it. You have waited for days, weeks, months to finally see your husband before you, not on your lock screen or in photo gallery folder. He was finally home, with you.

You dove your arms to Curly's sides, circling them around his torso, pressing onto it with all your might. All the meals you have shared together went to naught — Pony Express food was just about as nutritious as the laws allowed them to be. You missed his soft pouch and plush chest but you couldn't pretend that more defined muscles didn't excite you at all. If anything, now you were determined to force your way into the shower Curly usually had when he came back from the hauls, just to see what the captain was working on. You have already clawed your hands under Curly's tight fitting shirt, earning a low pleased groan from the man.

"Someone is eager, eh?" joked Curly like he usually did. However, this time he didn't follow through with the joke — instead he put down the bags as well, bending down slightly to embrace you fully with his big arms, just not too tight but close so your bodies were against one another. He whispered into the crown of your head, voice intimate and vulnerable without any pretence "I've missed you too..."

The man really did miss you. He thought about you in space — each haul watching the blue planet disappearing into the nothingness of space along with you. Curly tried to not think about you, not because he didn't care, no, it was the opposite. He suffered those painfully long nights tossing and turning, trying to fall asleep without having your warm peaceful frame in his arms. The days felt empty and tiring, the routine boring and meaningless. He counted hours when he could return back home where you were waiting for him at your home. Where he would wake up to your cute sleepy face you were embarrassed of, where he would share chores with you taking all those you hated doing, where he would listening to how your day went and soothe you when something was bothering you.

Curly missed you. So badly he forgot he had to be the strong one here. He forgot about everything in the world when he smelt the familiar shampoo on you hair. Curly thought he would faint right there and then so he moved his head to rest on your shoulder, his beard scratching you when he planted warm wet kiss after kiss on your exposed neck. You shuddered in response, angling your head so he had more space for himself. The man gladly took the invitation, cupping your face and stroking your cheek with a thumb.

"I've missed kissing you so badly, having you close...." he mumbled into your skin "I couldn't even imagine how much."

You have moved your hand to his head, patting the messy blode locks, slightly scratching your nails against his scalp. Curly's hair was soft to the touch — a bit longer than usual but you didn't mind.

You're husband finally pulled away from embrace but only to properly hold your face upwards to his: the kiss was small and sweet. You were content just with that, but Curly wasn't. His lips lightly pressed against yours with need of a desperate man, the pressure of the repressed feelings coming to surface with each kiss he gave. What started as a romantic welcoming kiss was starting to take a new shape: needy and hot. Curly couldn't stop and he didn't want to, your mere presence sent his brains haywire. Both of you where becoming breathless, Curly's face was flushed pink. Alas air was a problem even on Earth, so the male had to detach himself before the two of you passed out from the asphyxiation.

"I'm so glad to be back, truly" spoke softly Curly, looking directly into your eyes "Because I love you more than anything in this world."