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just1cefor4ll · 2 months ago

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—Celebrity crush

Joost Klein x fem!reader

A/N. ⚠️ ⚠️ this doesn’t include a description of your skin colour or anything like that— you’re just dutch specifically. in the photo part i tried to be inclusive but i hope I didn’t offend anyone!! feedback will be appreciated ❤️

Y/N L/N

Joost read the bold letters on the new magazine his friend had taken off a stand whilst they were walking to a place to eat. He nudged his friend, making her look up at him. “Who’s Y/N L/N?” His friend turned the magazine around, looking at the photo of the woman and her eyes lit up. “She’s one of the newest models and poets here in The Netherlands. Isn’t she gorgeous?” She smiles but the conversation quickly died down as they arrived at the restaurant— the magazine getting thrown away like the hours spent on editing and writing it meant nothing.

The day went on smoothly, Joost leaving to go home with a full stomach and a heart full of more memories he would cherish.

He lazily stepped inside his home, his legs barely carrying him to his bedroom to change and letting himself flop face first onto his soft bed. It felt like heaven to finally be off your feet after hours of constant walking and standing— but in the end it was all worth it for a good day. Like every other person on this earth after a long day, Joost opened up his social media and began mindlessly scrolling through the various media the internet had to offer— yet something in particular caught his eye.

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stardustmanagement 🇬🇧 We’re thrilled to welcome Y/N L/N as the newest member of our team. A gifted poet and a professional with exceptional potential, she brings both creativity and talent to everything she does. We look forward to the impact she’ll make as she begins this exciting journey with us.

🇳🇱 We zijn verheugd om Y/N L/N te verwelkomen als het nieuwste lid van ons team. Als getalenteerd dichter en professional model met uitzonderlijk potentieel, brengt zij creativiteit en talent in alles wat ze doet. We kijken ernaar uit om haar impact te zien terwijl ze aan dit spannende avontuur begint.

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His eyes lit up the moment he saw your name tagged beneath the post. Curious, he tapped on your account, and just like that, his heart began to race.

Was this love at first sight?

Was this what being a fangirl felt like—only reversed?

Joost found himself scrolling through your feed, completely entranced. Each photo, each video revealed something about you that pulled him in deeper. You looked incredible, effortlessly beautiful, but it was more than that. Your captions radiated warmth and sincerity. Your smile—soft, kind, genuine—made something stir in his chest.

He couldn’t help but adore your quiet grace, your humble presence, and the way you carried yourself with a kind of elegant calm. There was something magnetic about you. He was drawn in—no, completely captivated

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just.y/n so fun !!! :D

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Joost had been thinking about you for weeks.

He couldn’t explain why, not even to himself. You weren’t someone he knew—he’d never spoken to you, never seen you in real life—but somehow, you stayed on his mind like a loop he couldn’t break.

He’d see hints of you in strangers. In a passing laugh. In a girl stepping off a bus. In a shadow across the street that, just for a second, looked like it could’ve been you. It was driving him a little mad, honestly. He wasn’t the type to get caught up in things like this. So, he figured maybe what he needed was air. People. Something to ground him. When Apson asked him to grab coffee that Saturday, he jumped at the chance. Anything to clear his head.

They sat outside the café, sunlight pouring over the table, the hum of street life buzzing in the background. Joost was mid-conversation when his words caught in his throat.

Because there you were.

Inside. Sitting by the window. Notebook open, one hand lazily stirring your drink, completely unaware that the guy outside had gone completely still.

Joost blinked. Then blinked again.

“Apson,” he said quietly, almost like he was afraid to break the moment.

“What?” Apson asked, lifting his cup.

Joost tilted his head slightly. “That’s her.”

Apson glanced toward the window. “Who—wait.. her her?”

Joost nodded slowly, unable to look away. “Yeah.”

Apson leaned back in his chair, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Well, damn. You’ve been losing sleep over her for weeks. Go say something.”

Joost dragged a hand down his face. “I can’t just—she looks busy. She’s probably in the middle of something important.”

“And you’re in the middle of not talking to her. What have you got to lose? Shoot your shot.”

He hesitated, heart pounding harder than it should’ve. You looked serene, almost out of reach, and yet—you were right there.

“Alright,” he muttered under his breath. “I’m doing it.”

Without another word, he stood up and headed for the door, palms slightly sweaty, every nerve alive. He entered the café slowly, each step hesitant, as if he thought you'd vanish if he moved too fast. When he finally reached your table, you glanced up, arching a brow as you set your pen down.

“Can I help you?” you asked, your tone calm but edged with curiosity.

He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly nervous. “You’re Y/N, right? I promise I’m not being weird, I just.. I saw you and figured I’d regret it if I didn’t say something.”

You leaned back slightly, eyes narrowing just a bit. “Say something like..?” He stumbled over his words, trying to form a sentance that wouldn’t give ‘i’ve been obsessing over you for weeks now.’ and creep you out.

You chuckled at his nervousness, the corners of your lips twitching upward as you gestured to the empty seat across from you. Joost quickly took the offer, sitting down with a sort of rushed gratitude that only made his awkward charm more apparent.

“You’re Joost, right?” you asked, casually.

His head snapped up, eyes wide with surprise. “Uh— I, yes, I am. Sorry—how do you know that?” You gave him a look, one brow raised in disbelief, as if the answer was obvious. “Seriously? You were in the biggest song contest in Europe. You represented our country, remember?” A hint of red colored his cheeks as he let out a soft, self-conscious laugh. “Right. l guess I didn’t expect someone like you to recognize me.” You leaned forward slightly, resting your chin on your hand. “Well, I didn’t expect to see someone like you awkwardly hovering by my table like a lost tourist when you carry yourself so effortlessly online, so.. I guess we’re both a little surprised.”

Joost laughed, more at ease now. “Fair. I was hoping to come off as cool and casual. Clearly, I nailed it.”You laughed, setting your notebook aside to give him your full attention. “Well, as intriguing as this conversation has been, I have a shoot in a few minutes so I’m afraid I have to go. It was nice talking to you, Joost. Message me sometime.” You smile, tearing a piece of paper from your notebook and writing down your number before leaving the café with one last smile sent his way.

He went out a few minutes after you, sitting back down next to his friend who started interrogating him the second he sat down. He showed him the phone number and Apson whistled. “Damn, you scored.” He chuckled, patting his back.

Joost stared at the piece of paper and smiled to himself. “Yeah, I did.”

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pizzaapeteer · 1 year ago

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Springtime fun

Pairings: Enzo Berkshire x female reader Summary: 2.5 k. Enzo is infatuated by you in a sundress, so captativated by you in it that he has to take you right now. Warnings: nsfw, semi-public sex, female reader, swearing. Divider: Pretty divider found here!

a/n: I'm super glad to have finally finished this as it has been in my WIP since December 💀 Many of my friends will know about that so this one's for you. Ty for all the lovely encouragement for helping me finish it 💛 also heads up this is actually my first PIV smut.

Enzo loved spring. He loved the flowers that bloomed in the gardens, which he often picked to give to you. He loved watching alongside you the animals awaken from hibernation, listening as you listed facts about them. He loved being able to lie outside in the grass with his friends after class, enjoying the warmth of the sun as they messed around. But most of all, he loved that spring meant sundresses.

He had grown fond of them and loved seeing the different colours that paired well against your skin tone. The delicate shape of the dresses and how they hugged your body. He loved how versatile they were. Sometimes you'd wear a long flowy, one that would swirl in the wind or a short flare, one that fell just at the mid of your thighs. Some of them had lacy sleeves that covered your shoulders with elegant necklines. Others were backless, revealing to Enzo that you weren't wearing a bra. On the whole, when you wore a sundress, he was in heaven.

He can still recall the first time he saw you in one, the weekend before Easter break. Sprawled out on a spot of grass near the black lake, Enzo lay with his friends. The hot sun warmed his neck, a constant breeze drifting by. He had been attempting to catch the little daisies Mattheo had plucked and rolled into balls to launch at him. Theo watched, amused, before turning his attention to snicker at Draco’s arrogant attempt to teach Astoria how to skip stones. Blaise rested nearby on a picnic mat, not wanting to get grass stains on his pants.

The sound of your laughter caught Enzo’s ears, whipping his head up to see you and Pansy approaching, carrying a jug of lemonade. His eyes rose, breath hitching as he took you in. Dressed in a royal blue sundress, scattered with white daisies, the colour popping against your skin. He dragged his eyes up your exposed legs, practically salivating at the sight of your curves fitting snugly in the frock. There was something about the sundress that made you look elegant yet sensual. Though, clearly not just to him, as he caught sight of his friend’s stares.

He stood up, licking his lips, still holding the slightly crumpled daisies in his hands. Walking forward, he embraced you in a hug, a smile pulling at his face. His hands wrapped around you, feeling the soft skin of your back. “Hey gorgeous,” he whispered, his face pulling back to give you a passionate kiss. He felt your hands slide around his neck as you leaned up on your tippy toes to meet his kiss. “I like your dress,” a flirty smirk stretched across his face.

The sound of your sweet giggle was music to his ears as you thanked him. Remembering the daisies, he unfolded his hands, chuckling, “for you.” You beamed at him, your eyes sparkling with amusement at his ‘gift’. “Not your usual flowers, Enz, but I accept.” He smiled, satisfied, taking your hand and leading you to join the others.

Gracefully, you sat down on the rug beside Blaise, noticing Pansy had already settled herself down next to Mattheo. Enzo watched cautiously as Blaise gave you a once over, taking his own seat across from you. He immersed himself in conversation with you, admiring the way you rambled about your day. His fingers found comfort resting on your thighs, tracing circles.

The warm sun shone, as breezes of wind blew your dress up slightly. As you talked, he found his mind wandering, unable to fully concentrate. Because of his height, he overlooked you even when sitting, allowing him to peer perfectly at the top of your breasts, sitting snugly against the dress’s neckline. His fingers twitched against your leg, pinching your skin softly as he thought about your nipples.

At Pansy’s offer of lemonade, Enzo’s gaze turned momentarily to accept. He reached out to receive the two drinks, passing one to you. Cheering with you, his eyes observed the way you drank thirstily. Too fast though, as some of the liquid spilled from your cup down your mouth. It ran rapidly, dripping down your cleavage, causing you to squeal at the cold sensation.

Your outburst grabs the attention of your friends as you looked up, smiling sheepishly while muttering about being clumsy. Blaise shook his head, chuckling as he passed you a napkin, watching you wipe the liquid away.

As you cleaned yourself up, Enzo's brown eyes caught your attention, his honey orbs twinkling with mischief. “We’re going to take a walk,” Enzo announced, grabbing your hand and pulling you up, leaving no time for you to protest. You stood, almost stumbling, over Blaise as you found your footing, trailing behind in Enzo’s firm hold.

“Enzo, slow down,” you exclaimed, practically tripping over your feet as you trailed behind Enzo, his long legs striding down past the trees. He flicked his head, giving you a cheeky grin over his shoulder before he slowed down under a large pine tree.

You took in the pretty scenery as you furrowed your brows, wondering why he had just pulled you away from your friends. Enzo seized the moment of your distraction to push you gently against the tree, grinning as you gasped. His lips invaded your neck, peppering hungry kisses across your soft skin. One of his hands reached down to grasp your hip, lightly pushing you further against the tree. You moaned into the kiss, your hands finding their way around his waist, the bark scratching your back.

Enzo’s touch wandered down your thigh with his other hand, sliding it up under your dress. “Do you know what this dress is doing to me?” he mumbled against your ear, nipping at it. You looked up into his sweet brown eyes, his pupils conveying his lust clearly.

He flashed you an irresistible smile and, in a moment's time, his arms enveloped around your hips, effortlessly hoisting you up. His muscles flexed, the clear evidence of his quidditch training shown as he secured you against the tree with one arm, the other trailing up to pull needily at the neckline of your dress.

Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, your hands sliding up to grip his broad shoulders. The movement of your dress spilling, revealing further the tops of your chest, had Enzo groaning against your ear. “Fuck, and you're not even wearing a bra. You're driving me mad, baby.”

You squirmed against his eagerly aggressive hold, never having seen Enzo this feral before. The feeling of his hands tending to your exposed breasts, kneading at the complimentary flesh, driving you crazy. His fingers pulled further at the fabric, wanting to see all of you. You gasped, leaning your head back against the tree, his head moving down to capture your perky nipples in his sweet mouth.

The taste of lemonade filled his senses, mixed with the sweetness of your skin as his tongue lapped at it. His tongue swipes at the soft buds, the sounds of your mews making his cock twitch against his now constricting trousers.

He’d never seen a piece of clothing accentuate your figure quite like this sundress had. The captivating blend of your alluring presence and almost bewitching sensualness drove him wild. He couldn’t believe what sorcery this was. He craved you in a way he never had before, his patience lost in the moment, unwilling to wait.

His hands scrunched up the fabric, pushing your dress higher, his fingertips grazing against your lacy undies. He dragged a whimper from you, pleading for more, the eagerness of Enzo’s movements and his desire to make quick work created a pool of wetness between your thighs.

He rested you down for an instant before his hands shifted, hiking one of your legs up and pressing your thigh firmly into place against the tree. The cool air blew between your spread legs, making you shiver, Enzo’s hunger making you whine. He shot you a teasing smile at your impatience. “Gonna fuck you hard in your pretty little sundress.”

His free hand pulled at the restricting material, snapping your panties and extracting an agitated gasp from you. His grin widened smugly, stuffing your panties into his pocket. “Got your knickers in a twist, did I?” he chuckled at his own joke. You roll your eyes playfully at your boyfriend, watching in anticipation for his next move.

Still with your leg clutched by one of his hands, he skillfully maneuvered his belt and pants down with the other. Your eyes drifted, your core throbbing seeing his hardened cock, the pink tip already dampened with pre-cum. You bit your lip, eyes blown with lust as you yearned for him to fill you up.

He rubs his throbbing cock along your slit, coating it in your wetness teasingly, his eyes locked on your whiney face. He smirked, leaning in to capture your lips in a kiss, aggressively slipping his tongue into your mouth. He takes advantage of you being distracted to plunge his hips forward, sinking his cock deep inside of you, revelling in the way he heard your whines turn into muffled moans. His lips moved against yours, not letting you escape his ferocious kiss, his hand moving to caress your face. His fingers clasping at the nape of your neck, tilting your head upward.

Your head spins, overwhelmed by the feeling of him pounding into your cunt and your breath being stolen by his sweet, ravenous lips. Your hands find their way into his hair tugging at his brown locks, making him grunt as his head jerks back, allowing you to catch your breath. He presses you further into the tree, his pace increasing as you throw your head back, mouth agape as moans fall from your lips. His grip on your thigh tightens as he uses you as his stability, his fingers kneading into your soft skin, no doubt leaving marks.

“Fuck me. Look how well you’re taking me. Such a pretty little slut letting me fuck you out in the open.” His words have your lips parting, sensual moans falling from them. Your head tilts back to lean on the tree, your eyes scrunching shut. Your mind rushes with a state of wooziness, cheeks burning as your body rises in heat. He loves the way you fall apart at his words as hips thrust roughly, groaning as he watches the way your pussy clenches around his cock.

His hand reaches to rub your clit, erupting a string of incoherent whines out of you. The feel of your shallow breath against his skin makes him shiver. Your heart thumping while your body convulses with each thrust, the head of his cock slamming repeatedly inside, hitting that perfect spot. The noises of slapping echoes softly around the forest floor, though Enzo is so consumed with how his body is feeling to question if he took you further enough away from his friends.

“Such a good girl, that’s it clench around my cock, baby. God. Your pussy is so tight, you sound so fucking pretty.” Enzo’s words were spilling out of him in mumbles as his muscles tightened around his own pleasure building.

He leans his head against your forehead as he rubs your clit faster, holding off barely on his own orgasm. He desperately wants to hear you fall apart before he does, his lips brushing yours as he whispers, “come on pretty girl, be a good girl and cum for me.”

His words of encouragement send you over the edge as your body shakes, a rise of pleasure exploding through you. Your pussy pulses, squeezing him as your hands grasp at his shoulders, nails digging grasping at his shirt. A series of your own incoherent words fall from your lips in lustful moans.

Groans fall from Enzo’s lips, his eyes shut as you come undone, her unravelling triggering his own climax. His hands clench your thighs, pressing his hips further, enjoying how your pussy shakes at the feeling of him filling you up.

He listens to the combination of your breathless pants blending together with his as your foreheads stick together. You two stay close, his cock resting comfortably still in your warm pussy, not wanting to pull out yet. As his eyes open, he takes in the gorgeous appearance of your flushed cheeks, the heightened desire fading from your eyes.

A smile spreads across his face, his hand releasing your thigh back down. Tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear, his hand cups your cheek. “God, you’re fucking beautiful.” His lips are on yours in a moment, taking you by surprise.

The kiss is sweet and passionate. The feeling of warmth and love radiating off of him. Your lips moved in unison in a fervent dance, matching each other. With your arms wrapped around his neck, you moan, feeling him twitch, still being nestled inside you. Enzo pulls back with a cheeky grin, before he shifts his hips, removing himself from you.

He tucks himself back into his trousers, a sense of satisfaction flooding him, his eyes never leaving you. Amusement pools in them, watching how those once feral hands now delicately smooth out the fabric of your dress. Merlin, that dress, was going to be the death of him. Watching you fix yourself up just made him admire once again how it captured such an alluring feeling within him.

Your movements are paused, your attention caught by the feeling of cum dripping slowly down your inner thigh. His brows raised, chuckling, taking in the nuance of her reaction as your cheeks blushed a deeper red. “Uh Enz, my panties please.” Your hand reached out, prompting him to hand the stuffed lace back to you.

He chuckles, “No no, they’re staying with me, princess.” He notices your concerned look at heading back to your friend's pantie-less. “It’s alright. Everyone will just think it’s lemonade.” His face breaks into a cheeky grin at his assurance, sliding his tongue over his lips. The idea of you sitting soaked in his cum for the rest of the picnic in nothing but your dress is sending blood straight to his groin once again.

You roll your eyes at his stupid statement, lunging at him to grab your underwear back. He’s quick and is already running past you and back towards the group, leaving you no choice but to follow. While your attempt to catch him is not apathetic, his legs are longer than yours and he reaches the clearing your friends are still sitting in first. At the sight of them you stall your running, catching your breath, shooting Enzo a glare.

He chuckles, manoeuvring between Draco and Theo to sit himself down, patting the picnic blanket for you to join. The others turn their heads at your entrance, noticing your slightly flushed expression and Enzo’s extra cheeky nature. Theo speaks up, always nosey to find out information. “How was your walk?”

Enzo watches with mischievous eyes as you plant a seat down beside him, as he replies to Theo. “Scenic, lots of pretty things down there.” He grins at you, trying not to give away too much. You blush, meeting his gaze already thinking about the next time you can wear another sundress.

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elysianightsss · 4 months ago

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I am not even sorry to be horny on ask cause my god you just keep hitting it out the park. All your mini series’ I’m fully in love in dirty ways with. Your roommates drabblessssss my goodness don’t even get me started on ND reader then THEN you hit us with a dark Simon Riley abducting reader….there isn’t any more crumbs but I’m licking the plate hoping for a taste of moreeeeeeeee. I am so damn excited for this fic/series I am humping the bars of my enclosure hoping for some friction. Pls pls pls a teaser? Even a sprinkle of crumbs for this pour soul🥺🥺🥹💛💜🤍

-❤️‍🩹anon

Thankyou Thankyou Thankyou😭😭😭 I love this ask so much. I’ll give you some crumbs in exchange for these beautiful words🤭

Dark Simon Riley x Abducted reader teaser

Fucking Aldi, cheap Lidl knock off but cheap is what he is going for and the nearest Lidl is thirty minutes away and there’s no way he’s going to Sainsbury’s. The last time he went in there was to end Johnny’s bitching about how the specific type of protein bars you can only get in there. Full of prissy rich folk who stared at him like he didn’t belong. He definitely thought that too.

But this was the best he was going to get, the safehouse round the corner but completely void of food even though John had told him differently. Simon lazily looked over the high protein ready meals, there was nothing that looked particularly good. All of them watery and speckled with condensation, none of them look appetising but he grabs a Thai green curry and a chocolate protein shake hoping he can stomach the meal once it’s hot.

He trips over himself changing direction from the self checkout area to the bread shelves when he thinks of toast for breakfast before he’s picked up by the heli. As he turns the corner, you’re there. A pallet taller than you full of bread crates, you’re on your tippy toes reaching for the top one, face going red as you almost drop it. You move quickly taking the old ones off and placing the new ones on to put the old crates on top of the new ones.

A tedious motion but part of your job so you do it without a complaint. Simon has to jerk himself back into action when he realises he’s been standing there just staring at you, basking in the silence that seems to swallow you. His life is so loud and you’re so quiet, he’s entranced with it, with how in your own head you are. He can see you’re thinking, pretty eyes moving quickly to keep up with your thoughts. You’re not the most gorgeous women he’s ever seen in his life but fuck you’re pretty. The kind of pretty that makes him wish his children take their features from their mother instead of him.

He’s so awkward when he slips past you to grab a loaf of half and half, not so subtly taking a deep breath of your scent in, closing his eyes for a moment. And in that second he doesn’t see that it’s wrong, doesn’t see that even if it’s not wrong, it’s weird. It looks weird to your colleague who comes over and says you’ll be on the self checkout for the next half an hour while she takes her break. You just nod and put the bread pallet away before making your way to the self checkout. Fob keys in hand and a bright yellow gilet on that makes you look washed out.

There’s something in him that festers when he thinks about you later that night as he stares up at the crumbly ceiling. How unhappy you looked. The slump of your body showing how exhausted you really were even when you painted that fake smile on your face for the whiny customers. Like how a clown paints his face for his performance so he’s always smiling even when he’s crying.

No sparkle in your eyes, nothing twinkling there, no life gleaming behind those pretty coloured orbes of yours. You just looked so miserable. He couldn’t stand it. It caused a pain in his chest to grow in a way he doesn’t understand. A pain that ferments and rots his insides so much so that he returns to the supermarket once more.

To be continued…

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eybefioro · 3 months ago

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me and @shades-o-grey did a thing...

✨️LUMBER-ZIRAPHALE ART-COLLAB✨️

We swapped line arts!!!! LOOK HOW STUNNING SHADES PAINTED THIS OMG!!

Wanna give a look at what Shades drew/I painted? 👀👀👀 here's a preview, and you can CLICK HERE to see it in full glory!!

(my line art and ramblings under the cut)

Me and Shades may or may not be crazy over lumberjack!Aziraphale. We both have read Under Construction by @summerofspock and are totally IN LOVE with that portrayal of Aziraphale. We couldn't contain ourselves and explore that a bit, so here it is, two versions of this gorgeous angel.

I had to make mine a butch tho. I just had. Can you imagine hiking in the woods and stumbling on this beautiful woman cutting wood? I'd (happily) die on the spot, and Shades did such a WONDERFUL job painting this magical moment. gosh, that golden lightning. Delicious.

And painting Shades line art was simply a joy; I love what they did with the blurry foreground/background to bring attention to Azi, and all the little details... i tried to make it real cosy with the colours, but I was so distracted while colouring 😩 he kept winking at me, and he's just so so stunning. I loooove the way Shades drew his cherubic face, his forearms (🤤) and his arched lower back. I'm simply obsessed and painting this was so so satisfying. LOVED IT. I feel really blessed to be working with Shades. It was so good to listen to music together and paint, seeing this come to life. Only joy and perfect vibes 💛💛💛💛

#good omens fanart #fanart #lumberjack #Aziraphale #fanart i guess #good omens #collaboration #art collab #line art swap #art swap

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mostly-marvel-musings · 5 months ago

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First time together - Christmas With You

A/N: Here we are with their first time together! Thank you @ccbsrmsf1 for your constant support 💛

Pairing: Tony Stark x Single Mom! Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, tons of fluff.

Christmas With You Masterlist

“How about chicken and potatoes?”

“Too basic.”

Pepper resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her boss who was pacing about while discussing ideas for cooking a romantic dinner for you.

“Okay, how about grilled fish? The oven would do most of your work.”

“Hmm. What if she doesn’t like fish?” He murmured, wanting this to be just perfect.

“Tony, you’d have better luck just ordering in.” Pepper sighed, now out of options for him to cook something that was fancy and yet manageable per his standards and cooking skills.

Tony threw her an annoyed look before grabbing his phone and texting you about your allergies and food preferences trying his best to make it sound like it was for his general knowledge.

You smiled looking at his text, it had been a difficult day at work and you were looking forward to a relaxing bath with some candles, some comfort food and a quiet night in.

Are we playing twenty questions? When’s my turn? :P

You typed with a giggle, watching the three dots appear almost instantly.

Your relationship had been nothing short of perfect these past few months. You’d begun to crave his touch and presence more and more, your mind often drifting to naughtier things each time you were together. Tony hadn’t been too pushy when it came to sex. Which came as yet another surprise considering the colourful history of the man. He continued to surprise you in the best ways possible.

But now you were ready. Definitely ready.

Your parents had insisted on taking Noah to their house for the weekend since your cousin and her family were visiting with their kids. Noah loved them dearly and it didn’t take much convincing on his part.

After a quick call to check up on Noah, you slipped into the bath with an audible sigh, closing your eyes and letting the day’s worries dissolve in the soothing hot water. It was short-lived though since the sound of your doorbell irritated the peace. Before you could grumble about it, your phone vibrated, revealing a text from your boyfriend.

I’m here to kiss away your troubles, my gorgeous Y/N. Open the door? x

Shaking your head with a fond smile, you grabbed a bathrobe and went downstairs to open the door. There he stood, Mr. Tony Full-of-surprises Stark dressed down in a light jumper and jeans, holding a basket with an assortment of food items and a bottle of your favourite wine.

To his amazement, he saw you practically jump in his arms before attacking his lips in a fierce kiss which he welcomed most eagerly. Walking you back inside, he kicked the door shut with his legs without breaking the kiss.

“And a very good evening to me.” He chuckled when you finally pulled back, still holding him close, foreheads touching.

“I had a rough day.” You murmured quietly, hiding your face in his chest, breathing in his distinct scent that warmed you up.

“Oh! Did I interrupt bath time? I’m sorry.”

Shaking your head, you looked at the basket and then back at Tony who scratched the back of his neck with an almost shy smile.

“I brought stuff to cook you dinner. Figured we could have a cosy date night in?

Why don’t you go upstairs and finish your bath? I need time to set everything up anyway. Just let me know where you keep your fire extinguisher, you know just in case.”

You giggled before standing on your tippy toes to give him a soft kiss once more, touched by his sweet gesture.

“You know you’re perfect?” You murmured against his lips.

“I have been told. Yes.” Tony laughed as you lightly smacked his arm, stealing a couple more kisses before letting you go.

You spent a good amount of time prepping yourself for what could possibly be your first time with Tony Stark. A good scrub down and wash with your best body wash, shaving of necessary bits and picking the best set of lingerie.

Yep. You were definitely prepared to get laid tonight.

Downstairs, Tony had placed the fish in your oven - that was after an emergency call to Pepper for making sure it wasn't under or over-seasoned. The asparagus was ready, and the salad tossed, the wine sat on the dining table he had decorated, complete with candles and flowers.

He was hoping you'd like everything.

Hearing your muffled footsteps, Tony rubbed his hands together and came around to greet you at the bottom of the stairs. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of you. Despite dressed simply, you looked stunning, your scent enveloped his senses, awakening something within him that made it impossible to keep his hands away.

He didn't waste any time in pulling you closer and slanting his lips onto yours, humming against them as he felt you reciprocate the intensity.

“You look like you missed me.” Tony grinned in that self-assured way you had grown to love so much.

“You’re just so sure, aren’t you?” You smirked, placing your hands against his chest as his lips descended along your jawline, down to your neck, nipping against your warm skin softly.

“Do I have a reason to believe otherwise?”

He wasn’t going to wait for an answer, he already knew it, because he had missed you just as much. Missed you to the point where he physically missed you, craved your touch and attention. And to realise he had never really been a tactile person before.

“You’re going to feed me or what?” You gave him a little push as you broke apart, not really wanting to part but you were famished.

Tony sprung into action then, taking your hand and leading you to the table where you nearly stopped in your tracks. No one had ever taken such efforts for you before, it made your heart flutter in the best of ways as he pulled out your chair and poured you some wine before heading to your kitchen.

Watching Tony in your kitchen was a different kind of turn-on in itself. The man moved with confidence and ease, and yet the whole thing seemed so domestic. He offered you a warm smile as brought out the first course, giving you a quick peck as he set it down.

“Wow. Really went all out, didn’t you? I feel so special.” You reached out to give his hand a little grateful squeeze.

“You are special, Y/N.”

He clinked his glass with yours, throwing a wink your way before joking about how he slaved in the kitchen so you’d better like the food. And the fact that it was indeed a delicious meal, made your whole evening. Tony asked you about your day, listened to you intently the whole time, sharing details of his own time back in the lab. Dinner polished off, the two of you found yourself cuddling on the sofa, the remainder of wine sitting on the table in front.

“Thank you, Tony. You continue to surprise me.”

“You’ve got to thank Pep for teaching me and not nearly blowing my head off.”

“I will make sure to thank her when we meet.”

You nodded with a laugh, letting out a squeal as Tony pulled you down in his lap after you’d placed you empty wine glass on the table next to you.

“I wouldn’t mind if you thanked me now, you know. I mean, I did share my previously non-existent talents with the woman I love so much—”

You silenced him with a kiss, pouring every bit of love and adoration in it. Teasing his bottom lip with your tongue, you didn’t need to wait long till he got the hint and welcomed the invasion, his tongue battling yours with sweet intensity that began gathering deep in your core.

Tony’s hands slid down your sides, resting firmly on your hips which he pulled closer to make sure you knew of the effect this had on him.

The heat of the moment only grew intense as he placed open mouthed kisses along your neck, finding the spot that made you weak in the knees easily. You were grateful to be held in his lap or you were sure you’d melt. Soft moans escaped your lips as your fingers carded through his hair, encouraging his ministrations.

Words weren’t necessary as you stood abruptly, only to grab his hand and take him to your bedroom. You resumed the moment you stepped inside, the growing heat now pooled between your legs as he walked you back until your legs hit the edge of your bed.

Ridding each other of clothes happened in a haze, and before you knew it, he was crawling between your legs, eyes skimming over your body with a look of awe mixed with lust.

“So beautiful.” Tony whispered, kissing just about every inch of your skin while you surrendered to the feeling of him.

You let out a gasp as his fingers trailed down between your legs to feel your arousal, glistening on his fingers before he dipped them between your moist folds, giving your walls a good stretch.

His erection poked against your inner thigh, his tip leaking pre-cum as he continued the sweet assault, garnering desperate, breathy moans from your lips.

“Tony…”

“Yeah, baby..I got you.” He reassured, curling his fingers upwards with expertise as he watched you quiver with anticipation.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to be inside you, bury himself deep within your velvety warmth. The blush against your cheeks deepened as you watched him lick his fingers clean. He parted your legs further, kneading the soft flesh of your thighs.

“Tony, I’m not—I mean I don’t—”

You were trying to find the right words to tell him you weren’t exactly on any kind of pill and didn’t have condoms either.

“Give me a moment.” You watched with hooded eyes as Tony fished around his discarded jeans for a packet of condom.

"Someone came prepared huh?" You teased as he rolled the rubber onto his length.

"Weren't you wearing matching underwear?" Tony smirked, giving your inner thigh a little nip before crawling up your body once more.

His mouth found your pebbled nipple and closed around it, flicking it with his tongue while his hand knead the other one, sending your brain into overdrive as your head rolled back against the pillows.

You needed him. Bad. You couldn’t wait any longer, but he seemed to be wanting to take his time.

“Tony, please.” You hated how needy you sounded but somehow you didn’t care.

“Shh..so needy baby. Want me to make you feel good?” His voice was hot against your ear as he lined up against your entrance, chuckling darkly as you nodded fervently, your arms around his shoulders.

Without wasting another moment, you felt him push in, slow and steady, like he had all the time in the world. You hissed at the intrusion, relaxing your walls to accommodate him as he slipped in your tight heat.

“You feel so good, Y/N.” he breathed as he bottomed out, stilling his hips to let you both adjust.

Capturing your lips in a searing kiss, you felt Tony pull back and drive back in, setting a steady pace that felt overwhelming and yet not enough. The sounds that left your lips could make him cum right there and then but he resisted the urge, wanting to make you feel good, to watch you fall apart for him.

You cried out and dug your nails into his back when he pulled back almost all the way, only to slam back in, hitting your spot over and over until you felt yourself tipping over the edge.

“Tony, I’m gonna—” you breathed, unable to form coherent words as your orgasm took over.

“Come for me, sweetheart. Let me see you.”

Tony sighed as your walls spasmed around his cock, making him chase his own climax as you came with a shudder, holding onto him like he was your anchor that tethered you to reality. His own orgasm hit him soon as he felt his balls tighten, spilling his seed in the condom with a final grunt.

You held onto each other long after both your breaths normalised, the floaty feeling and post-orgasmic haze settling ever so slowly.

“I take it you really really liked the dinner I cooked for us.” Tony grinned, lightly tickling your sides after he’d settled beside you post a quick clean up.

“Oh yeah. Normally, I wouldn’t give five stars if my meal comes without dessert but, you know. I figured I’d go easy on you.” You had straddled his lap once more, leaning over to kiss along his stubbled jawline while his hands wandered along the expanse of your back.

“Dessert you say? I’ve got a few ideas for that..”

#tony stark x female reader #tony stark smut #tony stark imagine #tony stark x reader #tony stark fic #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark fluff #the stark squad #marvel fanfiction #tony stark #iron man #iron man smut #iron man x reader #mostly marvel musings

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cawcawbeech · 3 months ago

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I dont give a flying fuck about what anybody is saying, these are gorgeous. GORGEOUS. The way his cane and her braid are coming through the lettering is going to keep me up at night... I love how bright they are compared to the originals as well as how the colour scheme essentially switched between the two. Personally, I also think the cursive font would not work with this style of artwork and the choice to change that as well was definitely a good one.

Will be pre-ordering these soon and I shall count the days until they arrive!! 💛❤️

#grishaverse #leigh bardugo #six of crows #crooked kingdom #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #nina zenik #matthias helvar #💛#❤️#💛❤️

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cressidagrey · 2 months ago

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On a totally unrelated note, when I saw the photos of your horse earlier, I did a double take. She has very similar markings and colouring to my mare, and I did spend a few seconds wondering if it was Chrissie or not!

So I gotta say, in my completely and totally unbiased opinion, your horse is just gorgeous!! She looks very stylish in her bonnets, too 😁

STOP that’s actually the sweetest thing ever 😭💛

Now I’m fully obsessed with the idea that our mares are long-lost twins or cousins or something — clearly they both got the memo on being ✨elegant queens✨ with iconic markings and great taste in accessories 🐎💅

Also: completely and totally unbiased opinion very much validated. Thank you SO much — and I just know Chrissie must be absolutely stunning too! Stylish mares rise together 😌💛

#c answers

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thecouchsofa · 6 months ago

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Drarry art in no particular order...

🩷 MY FRIENDS SAY I SHOULDN'T SEE YOU ANYMORE by Bichol / @bicholsdrarrysideblog - Based on Olivia Rodrigo's 'Bad Idea, Right?'. The colours in this art are gorgeous and the attention to detail is second to none.

Link to part 1 on Tumblr Link to complete work on AO3

🩵 Also from this year's Wireless Fest, He Did It by whileatwiltshire / @legendrarry - hilarious expressions, gorgeous colouring, Harry at his most petty!

AO3 link

🧡 Anything by chachisoo / @creeeee but especially "H. J. Potter", (2019) oil on canvas, Draco Malfoy and Revelio! - what don't I like here?? The backgrounds in the former are beyond words and the tiny details on the character's bodies in the latter are just 🙏👌 I could stare at these forever

HJP AO3 link Revelio! AO3 link

💜 The impact of @upthehillart on my personal psyche cannot be overstated. Each character has such a distinct, realistic look that they don't need to be named - you can tell exactly who you're looking at. Every small skin, hair, and clothing detail adds up to an absolute masterpiece that I would hang on my wall. I adore everything they have ever created, but especially this animated art of a rainy night at home and this one of forehead kisses

Rainy night at home Tumblr link Forehead kisses

💚 @kk1smet has such a unique way of drawing characters that are instantly recognisable as being their work; the linework and the blending is always beautiful, the scenarios are varied, and the emotions of the characters jump off the screen. I simply could not pick my favourite, although Beauxbatons!Harry and these 'missed look' frames are definitely up there!

Beauxbatons Harry Tumblr link 'Missed look' Tumblr link

💛 Not only is @littlewinnow a top-tier human, but their art is bloody faultless. It never fails to make me smile when I see it cross my dash. See below for Tumblr links to some of my faves:

Cat Animagus Harry Draco's marketing pitch / the cauldron hat from my fic 'A Wizard's Guide to Coparenting with your ex-arch nemesis' Failed Proposal The best breakfast food you've ever seen outside of an anime Winnow's entire 'Drarry Dads' tag. Do yourself a favour and just go through the whole thing

🍃🍀🍂🍁

📚 Check out the rest of the recs at @hprecfest 📚

#drarry art #drarry recs #hprecfest

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daforgelore · 3 months ago

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@xm0-m0x started a wonderful secret project of a star trek colouring book!! so i printed out their gorgeous lineart and colored it in ^-^ (and then experimented for days with the sun xD)

thank you @xm0-m0x i missed rolling around in dyes 💛

#i went outside and searched for an old campfire to use real coal on Data's burned uniform so you can almost taste it (pls dont lick it :P)#Data #Data Soong #star trek tng #the next generation #traditional art #(with two pc tweaks. like eyelash acrylic colors didn't do well on photo and the frame blur)

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bookshelfdreams · 1 year ago

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Happy summer solstice to all! Enjoy the long, bright evenings and the short nights. The dark and cold will return soon enough.

I celebrated by opening my surprise package from @littlebirdinagarden

Everything is beautifully packaged just as last time! There were little "Thank you" stickers on everything too, which is just too precious.

A hand painted lily pond! Thank you, it's beautiful <3 And stickers! And the cutest little stitch marker!

Aaaaand

Look at this! Look how gorgeous it is! Look at those colours, like a sunset over a pond. I can hear the reeds rustle in the wind and the frogs sing as I look at this. It's wonderful. Thank you so much 💛☀️💛

#handspinning #can't wait for the autumn equinox one i bet it will be just as lovely #if you're doing one :)#crafts

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sophsun1 · 4 months ago

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hi soph, do you have any tips for good quality gifs? i have 1080p files but then the gifs look grainy when i export them (& then the gb size is too big if they do look good.) wondering if you might know what to do? i love your gifs, they're always so crisp and gorgeous. thank you for sharing them with us 🌻

Hey anon!

Aww, that's so sweet of you to say, tysm & you're welcome 💛🥰

It wasn't always the case, like everyone else I started out not great but after lots of practice have gotten better.

Gifs will NEVER look as good as they do in Photoshop rip, the minute you export them the quality lessons and once again when you upload to tumblr, so cherish them in there while you can 😆

From my experience the graininess, struggling to get the gifs within the 10mb limit and under could be due to these factors:

low quality download files

your gif dimensions

the quality of your sharpening

your colouring

You've already said you're working with 1080p which is great. So if we look at the other options, it's your gif dimensions, colouring, and sharpening that may be the issue.

For eg this gif has a 540x350 dimension and I have used a softer, more basic sharpen which results in a 5.5 mb gif which has grain to it and is not exactly crisp, bright and sharp.

This gif below has a 540x450 dimension (I prefer to make large gifs ranging from 540x430 to 540x540 depending on the scene, so I'm always fighting to keep within the gif limit. To be honest tumblr should up it every year at least by a mb). The sharpen here is much stronger which results in a crisp, bright hd gif and has a larger 6.2mb size.

My advice is look at what size gifs you're making: the smaller the gif, the smaller the final mb size and the easier it is to stay within the gif limit. The larger the gif, the higher the final mb size and you have play around and decide what's the most important part you want to keep in the scene when you're trimming it down.

The graininess can be resolved by altering your sharpening and your colouring. There are lots of options out there: if you want a soft, light, glowy sharpen, a basic sharpen or a crisper sharpen. Again the stronger the sharpen, which may eliminate the graininess results in a higher final mb gif so take that into consideration.

With colouring the more adjustment layers you use, the higher the mb goes up. Less is sometimes more, you can achieve a great colouring base with simply 4/5 layers, just play around with all the adjustments and read tutorials to help. The more curves/brightness/gif effects you add makes the mb go up, so try and get a good balance with curves and levels between dark and light.

A final few tips are even when you're working with 1080p files they can still end up looking grainy and low quality no matter what you do, more so when the media is maybe older. In those instances I would suggest doing smaller gifs side by side a 268x268/268x350 dimension within that range as seen in this gifset. This helps hide the graininess as the gifs are condensed side by side and the grain is less visible but still look great.

This might sound strange but when I have a LQ 1080p gif I will sometimes add grain on top, that sounds crazy you might say. But for me when in doubt I add a touch of noise on top within 2-5% and voila the grain actually makes it look HQ. But some people don't like the grain effect so it's personal preference.

I hope this firstly makes sense to you lmao and ultimately helps you create more beautiful, wonderful gifs. Good luck, anon!

#soph asks #gif advice #i am incoherent at the best of times so when i'm giving gif advice i hope i make sense #it feels wild when people ask me as i think mine suck & everyone hates me but im so flattered when people do & try to help best i can

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