#hope you'll like it :))))

[shouty-y]

A dip in the lake

[elllisaaa]

minghao bf thoughts pls 🫶

BF!MINGHAO who's always by your side no matter what, who doesn't seem like it sometimes but who always has an eye on you.

he's holding hands with you all the time, no matter where you are, who you're with or what you're doing. minghao especially does it when he can feel that you're anxious. the way you relax immediately when he swipes his thumb over your hand and squeezes it makes him feel better too - he loves to know that he's able to be some kind of comfort to you. when you do the same for him and grab his hand, minghao is immediately reconforted. holding hands is one of the only marks of affection he gives to you in public, never because he's ashamed of you, but simply because he prefers to keep that private, to keep your love private. so he will not really kiss you on the lips when you're with other people - he saves them for when you're alone - but he gives you so many kisses on your cheeks, the top of your hair or your forehead. it feels even sweeter and intimate to the both of you and you smile at each other everytime he kisses you. minghao kisses your hands a lot too - soft kisses to every one of your knuckles before he intertwines your fingers with his.

"let me hold your hand darling, i don't want to lose you in the crowd."

he loves to have deep conversations about serious subjects with you, it's very interesting because you get to know more about the ways you're both seeing the world in different ways. and everytime minghao is blown away from how well you're completing each other. you're not always agreeing on everything, but it still fits perfectly. and he also can't get over how clever you are. whenever you have a new fixation or obsession, he lets you ramble about it and asks details to get to know more. even when the subject is pretty tough and complicated, he wants you to tel everything. and when it's his turn to explain something in-depth, he always makes sure that he doesn't make you feel like you're dumb for asking some questions or not getting on the first try, he always makes you feel at ease. minghao also has so much respect for you. whatever you do, he will support you through it and give you advice. you want to start a new hobby ? he'll help you buy the supplies you need. you want to change jobs or major ? it's okay, it's a big step but he'll be with you all the way. and he never fails to remind you that he's really proud of you.

"you did so good love, i'm so proud of you."

talking about being proud, minghao praises you a lot, for about anything. and he especially makes sure to compliment you about the things he knows you're insecure about, because every little part of you is perfect in his eyes and he can't bear the thought of you not loving yourself as much as he does. and it all feels so natural that you can't help but believe him. whenever you both have a day off, minghao loves to spend a lazy day at home with you. you pick out a book for each other, he makes you some tea, and you spend the whole day reading, quietly talking and just basking in each other's presence. one of you often ends up falling asleep, and when it's your turn to take a nap, minghao adores watching you sleep. he brushes his fingers against the soft skin of your cheeks, runs his hands through your hair and kisses your eyelids tenderly. you just look so peaceful like that, he cannot help it. his need to take care of you translates in the way he always insists on helping you when you're sick or sad. he stays by your side to help you even if you tell him that you can take care of yourself, he loves to do it for you.

"don't move darling, i'm going to prepare you some tea, yeah ? it'll help you sleep better."

BF!MINGHAO who's in need for control, who needs you to behave. he will give you what you want if only you follow his rules.

we all know that minghao loves art, and as an artist, i think he would love shibari a lot for two main reasons. first is that it allows him to have full control over you and do whatever he wants. second, it looks very aesthetically pleasing. he has a lot of different ropes, of different sizes and colors, so he can switch up depending his mood or yours that day. he always makes sure that the knots are not too tight, and that you know you can say your safe word at any times, to not hesitate to tell him if you're uncomfortable. minghao loves to tie you up in ways that exposes his favourite parts of your body to him, or in ways that render you unable to move and lets him do anything he wants. he fucks you with your wrists tied to your ankles, pretty knots all over your legs while he's having his way from behind. he will also pull on the ropes for some more leverage. one of his favourite parts is when he frees you from the ropes and they leave red marks all over your body.

"you look so pretty like this, all pretty just for me."

minghao takes foreplay very seriously, he wants you literally soaking wet by the time he pushes his cock inside of you. and this man knows how to use his fingers for sure. he also knows how much you like them and he loves to tease you with them. he circles your clit until you're cumming from only that, he run his fingers against your folds but never puts them in, he insists that you don't need more than one of his finger. he could spend hours with his fingers deep inside of you without getting tired of it. minghao also makes you beg for them too, asks you to spell it out for him before he lets you have them. the best part is that the both of you are enjoying it just the same - you cum (most of the time) and he gets to feel you squeeze around his fingers. though he isn't above edging either. when you're being a brat and getting on his nerves, you think you finally got him right where you wanted when he gives you his fingers, but he doesn't let you cum until he's satisfied with how much of a mess he made of you.

"don't get all shy on me now darling, you wanted my fingers now take it."

he loves to experiment too, loves to help you discover everything that you like, loves when you let him test something too. he always makes these nights special and sweet so you know how much he appreciates you because even if he's gonna be fucking you in an hour, he's still a gentlemen. when he has the time to really take care of you, minghao loves to use a blindfold on you. he knows that it heightens all of your senses, and he has so much playing with your body when you can't see. you react to every one of his touches even more, whining every time his fingers trace your skin, moaning every time he kisses you, shivering every time he speaks to you. it doesn't happen often though because minghao does love to have your eyes on him while he's fucking you. it's something he's very adamant about - keeping eye contact. even when he's deep inside of you, your legs trembling around his waist, he still asks you to keep your eyes open. it makes it even more intense and intimate for him, he feels even more connected to you this way. cumming at the same time while looking in each other's eyes is what gets him going the most.

"eyes on me darling, i want to see you when i make you cum around my dick."

[herman-draws]

gijinka trade for @raddest-laddest

i was glad to draw your versions they are very cool!!

also bonus under the cut:

is it possible? no. do i care? also no, have a sketch of them all together fdghkjdfg

[onyxsboxes]

🎶 🛫 LCAPT Clegan (MOTA) 🛫 🎶

With a bit of delay, it's finally here 🥳🥳🥳🥳

It is with great pleasure (and a lot of excitement) that I present to you our Let's create a playlist together Clegan (MOTA)'s version.

Let’s create a “clegan/buckxbucky/buckyxbuck/eganven/whatever we call the buckies” playlist together. 🎶 🛫 When you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen that remind you of Clegan (MOTA) and publish them. Then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool) (@onyxsboxes so i can add your replies to the playlist) 🛫 🎶 You can include more or fewer songs (as you prefer), I'll collect all the replies and put them together in a playlist that I'll share in a week or so (I'll update it as I receive replies, so no rush and no pressure).

(For those who want to add a few songs, go ahead. I'll continue to update the playlist as I receive more replies.)

I'd like to thank you all for your participation. This was the first fandom/ship oriented playlist and I had no idea so many of you would respond (it was a bit overwhelming but i a good way 🥰). It was a delight to read all your recommendations, your little comments and even your playlists for some of you. It was fun to listen to so many songs through Clegan's lens.

It forced me to really listen to the lyrics and that only made these songs more enjoyable. I hope you will (like me) rediscover some songs in a new light thanks to this playlist.

Here the link to the other playlists if you want to take a look.

I'll try to do other fandom-related playlists like this one later (when I'll have a bit more time), so if you'd like to participate or if you'd like to be tagged when the playlist is released, let me know (or there's a little form on this post for that if you prefer).

If you'd like to see a particular theme, please feel free to tell me so we can do that later.

Some statistics

The playlist lasts 22h13 with 345 different songs (I chose to put a song in the playlist only once and not as many times as it was tagged) nearly a full day of clegan's vibes 😁.

Special mention to Sibewest's Skyline, which I couldn't find on Spotify to put on the playlist 😔

Well done to Hozier's Work Song, which was mentioned 5 times 🥳

Mentioned three times

I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski

Lover, You Should've Come Over by Jeff Buckley

Say Yes To Heaven by Lana Del Rey

Mentioned two times

Blue jeans by Lana Del Rey

Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley

Coal by Dylan Gossett

Free by Florence + The Machine

Gale song by The Lumineers

Good Luck, babe by Chappel Roan

Heat Lightning by Mitski

I don't smoke by Mitski

Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish

Putting The Dog To Sleep by The Antlers

Somethin' Stupid by Frank Sinatra & Nancy Sinatra

Take me home, country roads by John Denver

Whish that you were here by Florence + The Machine

Your Best American Girl by Mitski

Thank you again guys 🤗🥰

Tag list under the cut (hope I haven't forgotten anyone)

@alienoresimagines @alouiadina @amiserableseriesofevents @anachilles @anavilante

@antigonenikk @antiquitea @avonne-writes @blixabargelds @brotherwtf

@bucking-mustangs-with-wings @butdaddyilovehim99 @caterina07121 @caustinen @c-goldthorn

@chirpybirdy @cleganlovesx @counting0nit @darkimpala1897 @defnotanarc

@diankn @eternallytired17 @evlia @feyd-meowtha @heretoobsessstuff

@impalachick @irregularcollapse @kaaaaaaarf @kbsd @ktredshoes

@london-cowboy @middlingmay @rambleonwaywardson @s0ftpining @scarecrowmax

@sleepr-agent420 @sleepy-hyperfixations @soliloquy-dawn @swifty-fox @thebuckys

@theseshipsshallsail @trashbag-baby666 @umika @valstarsandgalaxies

[end0r4]

The best witch out there

[shady-tavern]

Sneak Peek

A little sneak peek for "Paint the Town" a, most likely 2 (perhaps 3) part story. Warnings ahead for mentioned death and injury, as well as semi-graphic violence. Please take care of yourselves.

*.*.*

Colossus clearly had had a grand old time tossing an under-qualified hero around, as well as injuring helpless civilians. Nothing new here and Olivia didn't bother to hold back.

She had, once upon a time, done her best to avoid injuring villains beyond knocking them out, but when ground-pulverizing powers rose to her fingertips now, she focused on packing as much as she could into every hit.

Colossus and she had clashed once before and he had gotten away only because she hadn't quite figured out the full scope of the powers she had gotten saddled with when facing him and because he had swiftly collapsed a house on a group of terrified civilians.

Villains were nothing but a scourge of the earth.

This time, Olivia knew what she was working with and most importantly, who she was dealing with and the lengths he was willing to go to in order to win or escape.

It was clear he had expected the same slap-dash, somewhat sloppy fight from last time, back when Olivia had been scrambling to figure out how to use her powers most effectively.

It took two hits before he was on the ground, visibly reeling, struggling and failing to sit up again. It was clear he wasn't getting up anytime soon, that the second hit to his face had fucked with his head plenty.

Other heroes would stop here. They were, in fact, instructed and trained to. To stop when the enemy was down and apprehend them instead. To be better than villains.

But Olivia knew how much the prison facilities struggled to contain people with superpowers, how often they escaped, especially when other villains attacked the place.

There had once been a time when Olivia had thought it didn't matter, that second chances were all the rage. She was done with that, just like she was done with fighting people over and over again because they kept escaping, arriving to ongoing fights to find weeping and bleeding and at times dead civilians and even heroes.

Olivia raised her leg just as Colossus turned over to try and get up, bringing her foot down on his back with a flare of her powers. There was no noise from his throat, not when she heard the sound his spine and ribs made and he fell still, only his chest moving in little gasping breaths as his brain got overloaded with pain. 

He would never again get back up, not after that hit and that was all that mattered at the end of the day. No more hurt civilians, no more broken colleagues. One less evil, permanently removed.

A sudden tingle raced across her skin, making her feel like gravity changed its course and her gaze snapped up, just as the sky grew a deep, dark red, lightning flashing across it.

Floating above her, having managed to sneak up on her, was The End. A villain only three heroes were capable of fighting, herself included. Fuck.

Olivia didn't waste a second to let the changed, new power coursing under her skin out. She could never waste so much as a split second when faced with The End. The grip of gravity shifted within a heartbeat, like the snap of massive fingers, the noise of it cracking through the air. Just in time to slow the descend of The End's meteors and forcing them to a glowing stop right above the skyscrapers of the city.

It felt like her bones were made of metal and at the same time, as though she weighed nothing at all. She felt as though she was as liable to find herself crushed to the ground by the entire universe as she was to float away like a speck of dust on the wind.

"Little Rescue, ruiner of lives," The End shouted, fury making his voice sound like a guttural snarl as he pushed back against her powers, the sky growing darker still. 

Olivia was faintly aware of people screaming in panic behind her, ahead of her, as civilians ran for their lives. Others crawled for their lives, legs broken or bleeding from wounds inflicted by Colossus that needed immediate treatment. 

Treatment they wouldn't get, for ambulances were not allowed near active fight zones and the specialized removal teams were only sent out for severely injured heroes, not civilians. Too many paramedics had lost their lives or use of their limbs when they had gotten caught in battles.

Not that The End cared, of course. Villains never did.

Colossus at her feet was breathing in high-pitched, panting little wheezes, his body utterly unmoving.

The End had always kept his distance, but today he descended when he couldn't force his meteors further, slamming into the ground before her, his meteors crumbling to nothing and lightning started to flash like a thousand storms were getting unloading at once. 

Olivia hurriedly dodged his fist, the air around her heavy and vibrating all at once as Gravity and Space started to clash.

"What a joke this world is," The End growled. "For a monster like you to be seen as good."

"And what a joke," Olivia growled right back, dark anger and fury beating in her veins in tandem with her heart. If she could take down The End, the city would be safer for it. "That you were born."

The End's next punch was heavy with the power of impacting meteors and the empty coldness of space, lightning crackling between like a hungry beast. He laughed, brief and hard and hateful and he snarled, "Well, if you want to act like a hero, then die like one."

[in-hav3n]

✯ 𝓢𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐲

❘❘ NSFW - sex scene - age gap

At 10pm, you were standing in the 5th floor corridor of the most luxurious hotel of the city, waiting for James. You've never waited so impatiently in your entire life. Leaned against the wall between two doors, you were lost in your thoughts, playing with his cowboy hat, looking at every detail of it. You could see it was used for ages. You smiled at the thought and even smelled it, which could have been really weird but everything related to him interested you.

You sighed, wondering when he'd be there. Your heart was already pounding in anticipation of what was about to come. Well to be honest, you hadn't a real idea of what was coming but what happened earlier in his backstage room was enough to show James' intentions.

And this is why you were a bit nervous. You've never done this with someone you weren't in a relationship with and you weren't as experienced as he was, this scared you bit.

The sound of elevator coming and the doors opening brought you back to reality. You jumped on your feet when you see James figure coming over you, with a smile. He had changed his outfit probably for dinner or an interview, you didn't know.

He was wearing a simple black tank top over a dark blue jeans. Simple but hot with his tattoos. His boots were echoing on the corridor's carpet at each step as he was coming over you. You smiled shyly at him, turning your body to face him, still playing with his cowboy hat, making it turn between your fingertips.

No words were exchanged for a moment. He was just looking over you with all his height with a perfect malicious grinned behind his mustache and this was driven you crazy.

"Come sweetheart", he finally said, taking you by the hand to guide you over his suite door.

He opened it straight away with the card key he took from his back pocket. You followed him, looking first if no one caught you. Even if James was the one dragging you inside his room, you could still lost your job and that was the last thing you ever wanted.

Once inside, James closed the door behind you. You hadn't the time to look around that he pushed you gently against the wall, leaning on one of his hand to locked you up like a prey.

And to be honest, you liked that sensation. You were the prey he was looking at, thinking how he was about to devour you and this was crazy. He took back his cowboy hat and placed it on the table next to you both.

"Where were we...?" he asked with a low and almost sensual tone. "Oh yes...We were talking about how much I loved catching you looking at me, right?".

You gulped and gasped for air, biting your lower lip. James moved his body so he was a bit closer to you, his face being now very close. You flushed strongly.

"You're so cute when you're blushing...", he confessed, rubbing your cheek with his finger. "But don't be ashamed. I told you, I liked it".

"Really?", you finally managed to say in a breath, moving your back on the wall to be more comfortable.

James nodded with a cheeky corner smile as he took your hand to place it on his crotch, like he did earlier. But this time he let you touched it more, showing you how to do rub him and you could feel him getting harder.

God, how it was possible? you thought as biting your lip again.

"Like what you're touching sweetheart ?", he said, proud as watching every reaction from you. You answered with a small nod. It was time to be less shy, you could do it.

"Yes..I like it", you let out a bit more confident and that made James smile.

"Don't be afraid with me...", he came closer now, you could felt his breath on your lips. It smelled like cigar and it was a pure delight. You couldn't wait to taste his mouth.

"Just let it go, you're safe here", he whispered before he finally took your lips for a sweet kiss. It was short pecks first, with open eyes to look at each other, until you crashed yourself your lips on his, showing him what you wanted.

James smiled, kissing you deep as he cupped your face to deepened it more. It was difficult to keep your hand on his crotch while embracing him so you decided to wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tip toes since he was taller than you. His lips were tasting so good, a sweet mix of cigar and lemon. He probably drink something with that taste earlier.

His hands left your face tough but still kissing you, he kneeled a little to lift you up in his arms. You broke the kiss to gasp of surprised, holding him tighter as he walked till the other side of the suite, to the bedroom.

There, he gently placed you on the bed. Your body landed on the mattress and you quickly leaned on your elbows, looking at him with a mischevious smile. You tried to do as he said, trying to be relaxed even if it was new experience for you. James crawled on top of you to kiss you more, his tongue asking for entrance now to start a passionate and sensual dance with yours.

It was perfect and like you imagined it and yet, it was only the beginning. He soon pulled away and changed the position. He sat on the bed and brought you back on your feet so you could stood in front of him, between his legs. He rubbed his palms on your ass through your skirt and it was a very good sensation, even through the fabric.

"Mmh..Still wet for me baby?", he asked with a grin, moving his hands.

"I think I am", you replied with a nod, smiling for him. He chuckled low.

"Then show me..." he pushed you closer with his hands, your breasts hitting his chest, "show me how much you want me...".

You took a deep breath, trying to act confident. You slowly opened your skirt, unzipped the zipper and slowly put the skirt on the floor. You took off your sandals at the same time, leaving you in tank top and panties in front of him. You were blushing but more because of the situation and the fact that you were absolutely burning inside. Your womanhood was on fire and you could felt it.

James hummed of pleasure as seeing you undressing and he touched your exposed skin, grabbing your ass. Feeling his hands on you was an absolute pleasure and you felt a shiver crossing your body.

"Come here", he whispered as gesturing you to straddle him and you obeyed. Carefully, you placed your both knee on each side of him and he kept caressing your butt, playing with your thong waistband. You decided to roll your hips a little and this made him smile.

He pecked your lips again, a few times, before making you roll to lay you on your back on the mattress. You giggled of surprise this time and naturally opened your legs to make space for him. He pecked your lips, then pecked your neck before gliding his body from the bed to the floor, where he kneeled down. You looked at him with a curious glance and smile.

"Took off that panties and showed me how wet you are baby", he asked again and the fact that he was giving you some kind of orders was ecstatic.

You nodded and slowly put it off before throwing it away inside the room. You kept your legs closed for a moment, feeling a bit exposed and your shyness coming back. James noticed it and placed his both hands on your feet.

"Don't be shy...", he said low as slowly opening your legs, exposing you to him. He chuckled proudly when he noticed how wet you already were.

"I didn't know I would make such effects on you...", he gently said as pulling you over him, opening your legs in front of his face. "You have such a pretty pussy...all wet for me" he whispered as caressing your inner thighs, the shiver forcing you to lay down on your back.

Soon his fingers arrived on your wet folds and the touch gave you a strong shiver, causing you to whine of pleasure.

James giggled and did it again. "So sensitive...", he kept saying as rubbing your lips, gently touching your clit. You moaned again and louder this time, arching your back. James pushed you closer again so he face was really near your pussy, you could also felt his breath on you. You managed to raised a bit your head, leaning back on your elbows to see what he was about to do.

You couldn't kept anymore the loud whine you let out when you feel his tongue licking your wet lips, many times, before lapping on your clit, slowly. Your head titled back and your eyes closed, enjoying the sensation.

"Oh my god..." you whispered with a moan as you felt him licking your entrance, eating you out like a pro.

No doubt he knew what he was doing and it was a pure pleasure. "Oh yes!", he was now teasing your clit, licking and sucking it sweetly, his mustache and beard scratching your sensitive lips. This was insane.

"You taste so good sweetheart", he said as pulling off to catch some air before going back on exploring your lips. "I could eat your pussy all nigh long", he praised again, now testing your entrance with his index, slowly pushing it inside you.

The erotic moan you let out told him he was doing it good and he loved it. He added a second one feeling you were already stretched out for him. He moved them slowly inside you for a moment, going back to suck on your clit at the same time. You were gripping hard the bed sheets, feeling you were loosing control. This was enough to bring you to paradise of pleasure and he hadn't fucked you yet.

James sucked your clit one last time before he pulled off gently his fingers, planting a kiss on your pussy. An unexpected but pleasant gesture. You hadn't come yet but you didn't mind. You wanted him and right now.

James stood up at the side of the bed. and you could clearly see the huge bulge inside his pants. You bite your lips of anticipation, knowing he must be full hard right now and just because of you? You couldn't still believe it. James touched his crotch and caught you glancing up at him. He grinned.

"Be a good girl and took off that top for me", he asked you and you did it without thinking twice.

You put off your tank top and soon your bra, throwing them near the bed, on the floor. James kept looking at you with lustful eyes and darkened pupils. You were absolutely like he imagined your body to be and this aroused him a lot. No doubt you were the kind of girl he liked and he couldn't wait to possess you.

"Gorgeous..." he whispered and this was enough to make you flushed.

He took off his tank top, and you looked at him undressing, enjoying every minute of it. He grinned as he caught your glance again and unzipped his pants, putting off his boxer at the same time as well as his boots. He was now standing naked in front of you and you couldn't prevent yourself from biting your lower lip.

He was absolutely hot and sexy. You wetted just by looking at his beautiful body. He took a condom he had prepared on his bedside table and rolled it on his hard member.

"Like what you see darling?", he asked with a grin and naughty tone when he noticed you were still looking at him.

You nodded and gestured him with your index to come closer. He chuckled and climbed on the bed, positioning himself on top of you. "I see you're more comfortable now".

"Yes I am", you moan as cupping his face to kiss him deep and sensually. You needed to feel him, you needed to feel his hot skin against yours. You laid down slowly still embracing him, opening your legs to give him space.

"Ready babygirl ?", he asked gently as pulling off.

"I want you...j-just...Can we..? I'm sorry, I'm not that...experienced", you mumbled out, a bit nervous, your hands placed on his shoulders.

You really hoped he wouldn't be disappointed by your lack of experience in sex. James smiled and just caressed your face with his fingertips.

"Who cares...I'm going to make you feel good, let's just focus on that alright?". You nodded and he bend to peck your lips before this peck leaded you both into another kissing session.

As kissing you, James hand slowly positioned himself and you gasped, thinking about what was about to come and you mentally thanked him for such kindness. He soon pulled away, getting on his knees to take a pillow.

"Put this under your pelvis", he told you as helping you to place it correctly. "There you go...", he opened your legs for him, grabbing his dick in one hand, slowly teasing your clit with his tip. You looked at him doing it and giggled with a whine of pleasure.

"You like this?" he asked you, doing it again which gave you an other squeeze of pleasure.

"Yes a lot", you confessed in a moan, your head titling back but you wanted to look at it, this vision was purely erotic.

James collected some of your wetness on his tip then, placed himself at your entrance before slowly pushing his thick cock inside you.

"OH !", you laid on your back, moaning and arching your back strongly as you felt him going inside you until he reached the spot.

You placed your arms above your head, gripping the sheets as your legs opened wider naturally for him. He looked a you, searching for your agreement and when you nodded at him, he started to move slowly.

To have an easy access inside, he placed his hands on your hips, having some kind of control on your body. You placed your hands on his, gripping them as you feel pleasure invading you. You closed your eyes, moaning at each thrusts.

"God...you're so tight baby...feels good" he groaned between two thrusts, still going with a slow and regular pace. He felt you were stretching around him at each pushes he was given and he started to move a bit faster.

"Feels good...like this" you whined and moaned freeing one of your hand to touch slowly your swollen clit with your index.

"Oh my god" you moaned when the touch gave you a strike of pleasure.

"You're such a naughty girl...Playing with yourself like this" he groaned low, his eyes not leaving this beautiful image he had in front of him.

He never thought you could be like this but he liked it. He also loved the fact that you seemed more relaxed and comfortable around him.

"Is that what you do when you think about me?". You opened your eyes to catch his dark one and you nodded frantically, biting your lip.

Oh yes, he had no idea that you did that so many times and now you couldn't believe it was really happening. And it was thousand time better than you never expected. He was so good at it.

"Touch yourself for me sweetheart. Make you cum for me" he asked as increasing his movements now. He changed a bit his position, moving his knee to be more comfortable and this pushed him deeper inside you. You moaned loud of surprise and pleasure and your moves on your swollen clit fastened.

"Like this James, yes!", you begged him but you were so desperate to cum now, the pleasure becoming out of control.

Your head landed on the matress and your back arched like you've never did before as you kept praising him to go on his pushes, your climax coming. With the grip he had on your hips, he could make your pelvis hit his in a obscene sound.

"That's it baby... Cum for me. Cum all over my cock. I want it" he helped you with his dirty talk but when you opened your eyes again and saw him on top of you, fucking you so well, with his sweaty inked arms and beautiful face, it was enough to pushed you over the edge. Your pussy wetted more, helping his thrusts.

"OH..." you moaned loud as moving your pelvis at this pace, moving your index faster on your clit, feeling his dick hitting your spots and this bulge of pleasure blooming inside your lower belly. "Yes James...don't stop...like this".

"C'mon baby, give it to me! " he groaned louder.

"Yes, yes, yes !" you panted hard as finally the explosion came inside you, pushing a shot of pleasure through your veins and a strong shiver.

"Oh god !" you moaned again as riding your orgasm, legs shaking. James stayed deep but didn't move, feeling your pussy squeezing around his dick. He groaned as he fought to keep his dick inside, your pussy pushing to let it out.

You touched your clit till the end, your belly moving up and down frantically. He was groaning and chuckling proud of himself as bending to kiss you.

"Good girl" he whispered, pecking you many times.

He was still moving inside you, your pussy being now oversensitive and a bit sore but you didn't mind, somehow it was pleasant and you wanted him to reach his pleasure as well. You tried to caught your breath, watching him enjoying his pleasure. He was gorgeous.

"I want you to come inside me...please", you begged again, touching your clit to tease him cause you noticed how much he liked watching your doing it.

"I'm gonna cum inside that pretty pussy of yours don't worry... Is that what you want baby?", James hands left your hips to stay for on the mattress. He leaned on them for support, fucking you missionary now but with in a intimate way, his chest stuck on yours.

"Yes James, I want it so much...", you answered, keeping a hand on your cunt.

James bend to look at what you were doing, moaning before bending to kiss you deep. You felt his dick pushing deeper again and it was your turn to moan against his lips. You pulled away and locked your eyes with his.

" Fuck me James, cum inside me. I want it so much", you whispered, looking deep inside his beautiful blue eyes and no longer after, you saw him closing his eyes, gasping and panting hard, groaning low as he cum inside you. You could felt his dick contracted around your walls and somehow, It was pleasant and you moaned with him.

"OH... God!", he closed his eyes, groaning and mumbling some "fuck" moving slowly inside you until he finally pulled out all of his seed.

[standgrand]

CHAPTER 2 IS UP

here's the end of the Dutch grand prix part

I hope you'll like it, I found it great to write

[acewithapaintbrush]

Despite giving their relationship a real chance this time, Blitz is not ready to get introduced as Stolas’ official partner during a fancy fundraiser at the Hazbin Hotel (What is he? A fucking debutant? Get outta here with that shit!).

But he is also not willing to let Stolas go alone, not with a crazy ex-wife still gunning for him. Well then, bodyguard roleplay it is! Now he just has to actually do his job (not badly this time) without blowing his cover. Should be easy.

**********

Meanwhile, Lucifer still has that whole fallout from meddling with Angel Dust’s contract to deal with. Add to that a drama filled reunion with the sins, the crippling fear of disappointing his daughter and his own special brand of social awkwardness and you got yourself a recipe for a disastrous party.

And can't forget that creepy radio demon who won't leave his side and keeps staring at him for some reason.

Or

Dancing and flirting and murder, oh my.

[ectasymk]

Could you draw a Boo and a Dry Bones being friends, please?

FRIENDS

[morzowo]

☆*:.｡. Zebra and Seudam with Tin and Tol for @benkaaoi .｡.:*☆

[dorlezzie]

draft #3; marauders x tlou

[marauders, the last of us au; 631 words] song; exit music (for a film) - radiohead

when she smiles, laughing at some joke james didn’t even hear, the ache in his chest starts consuming him again. a burning hole threatening to swallow him if he does not distance himself. because everytime, it’s not marlene he sees, but his son, his baby boy, his harry. harry’s gone since the beginning. it’s been fifteen years, but the empty space never left. the grief is still a painful process— as he did nothing to process it. actually, he had just bottled things up, refusing to admit the truth; he was dying inside. it felt as if he’d been missing a part of him, an arm, a leg, a lung. not really able to breathe right since he left. 

harry’s been taken from him so abruptly, james was never able to accept it. this night haunts him, the way it happened so fast. lily and him were already divorced; more because they didn’t have the same vision for the future, not because they did not love each other anymore. lily had moved to the city, she was such a talented painter, james’ house was still full of her works. he was his first supporter, and it did not end as their marriage.

harry was seven when the break happened; it was james’ week. harry was at school, james was at the cabinet and everything was perfectly normal. something he couldn’t even imagine anymore, couldn’t even fantasize. he’d just finished a consultation; a dog strangely agitated since the morning. it was the last one of the day, as he’d always arranged his agenda to get his son out of school. well, if he had to recall, james would say some events made him feel uneasy. a coworker not showing up, the radio recalling agitated foreign cities, a day full of animals acting strangely, snarling at their owner for no apparent reason— and james had learned to always trust their instinct. sirius had texted him, telling something was off. he had loads of colleagues calling in sick, and some acting weird. so when he went for harry, he was not surprised to see lily’s name on his phone. they were regularly talking, because he knew her since he was eleven and never intended on letting her go. she was still his best friend. something’s weird, james. people are agitated, she’d said. i’m on my way to get harry, he’d replied. do you think you could come here, just in case? i’m not finished ‘til seven. i’ll come by tomorrow morning, okay?  okay, love. take care, and call me if needed. 

this was their last conversation for months. 

everything got fucked up in the hours that followed. sirius and remus arrived in their pick-up in the middle of the night, the moment distress flares lit up the sky. as soon as they parked in front of the house, him and harry jumped in the car. his boy was scared, trembling and on the verge of tears. but he was doing so well, he’d been so brave in the surrounding chaos. “it’s okay, baby” he kept repeating, over and over again, stroking his hair in the back of the truck. “i’m here. you’re safe, my love” and harry believed him. james lied right to his face, because in the end, he failed to protect him. james closes his eyes, refusing to live through this again. so instead, he just glares at marlene, standing up and getting his bag; 

“we’re going” he tells her, without the shadow of a doubt in his voice. “i haven’t finished my chef boyardee!” she says with a snobby accent, stuffing the last raviolis in her mouth. 

harry used to do the exact same thing. putting as much as his mouth could take, before smiling disgustingly. marlene smiles. james turns around.

[bluelolblue]

Happy birthday @evren-sadwrn ! I wrote this fanfic with Santino and Vincent for you! I'm really glad we became moots and I love yapping about JW characters with you (especially abt Santino) so I wanted to show you that I really appreciate you! This is my gift for you! 💖

The Roses

I hope you'll like it! Sending hugs! <3

So many different flowers grew in the garden. Especially roses. The D'Antonio family is fond of flowers but the roses are among the favorites.

Santino watched those roses through the window of his bedroom, they're beautiful to him, they have a special place in his heart. He used to plant them with his mother when he was a little boy.

"Santi."

He heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Vincent." Santino smiled as he saw him. "How are you, mon chéri?" Vincent hugged him, gently going through his hair from behind. Santino was a bit suprised to see him since he always let's him know that he's gonna come over.

"I'm okay. Thank you." Santino murmured, finding the hug rather comforting.

After the hug, Vincent pressed a gentle kiss on top of Santino's head, murmuring something in French as they sat on the edge of the bed.

"Are you okay? I heard you got hurt, too." Santino said, glancing him but Vincent seemed just fine. "Ah, nothing serious. Couple of bruises that's all." Vincent said, looking down at the floor before looking back at him.

"I'm sorry that happened, Santi. I did told you not to do that, didn't I? I didn't want you to get hurt." Vincent had a talk with some of his potential new associates but things kinda didn't go as planned and it got worse when Santino tried to help.

He ended up being hurt. Beaten up, calling out Vincent's name for help. However, Vincent didn't show up to save him.

"I know...I'm sorry-" Santino apologized but Vincent caressed his cheek, making eye contact with him. "No, don't apologize. It was my fault. And I didn't hear you calling me...I'm so sorry, Santi. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you." He said softly and pressed few kisses on his forhead while he held Santino's hands.

"You got hurt, too. I just..." Santino paused and sighed, looking to the side. "I didn't know who else to call out." He felt ashamed to admit to be this weak, but he had no reasons to feel ashamed in front of Vincent, right? They're dating after all.

"I should've been there for you, I'll never forgive myself that-" Vincent started to almost panic while saying all this, but Santino cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss. A soft kiss on the lips. "I'm okay, I'm here, I survived it." Santino said softly, looking into Vincent's eyes.

Vincent nodded, taking a hold of Santino's hands and pulling them down as he held them. "I'm so glad you're okay." Vincent said and pressed a deep long kiss on Santino's lips.

Santino moaned softly into in the kiss, finding it difficult to even breathe when Vincent was kissing him like this. It got more passionate, with Vincent forcing his tongue into his mouth, eating him alive. And Santino was lost into the kiss just like always.

"I'll make it up to you, miel." Vincent whispered against his lips, wiping off saliva that was on the side of Santino's mouth. Santino sighed shakily and nodded, looking at him sympathetically. No. It was more in in a needy, admiring way. Just like he always looks at him when Vincent kisses him.

"Can I see your wounds, please?" Vincent asked after a minute. Santino blinked, snapping back to reality. "Yes...but they're just bruises." Santino said and started unbuttoning his shirt. Vincent helped him get it off, sliding it down his arms.

Santino's body had bruises of various colors. Some were more darker purple than the others. Over his torso, ribs and on his back. Vincent gently traced his fingers over each one, pressing gentle kisses on Santino's shoulders as he winced couple of times.

"They don't hurt as much anymore, they're healing already." Santino said, feeling Vincent's lips on the back of his neck. He was studying Santino's bruises on his back.

"I'm going to kill them, miel. I'll do it myself." Vincent said, actually sounding serious about it. Santino chuckled breathlessly, "I'd love to see that."

"I know you would." Vincent purred, smirking when Santino turned his head inviting him for another kiss. Hugging him from behind, kissing him deeply again, Vincent hummed before pulling from the kiss.

"Santi...if you need anything, let me know. Really, just tell me whatever you need." He said after the kiss and Santino put on his shirt again. "Well...I'd like to spend more time with you. You're here now so...would you stay a little longer?" Santino felt like he needed to stay closer to him. He needed some comfort.

"I'd love to...however I can stay only for half an hour. I have another business talk...is that okay?" Vincent offered. "More than okay." Santino smiled.

That half an hour went by quickly. They drank some coffee, talked a bit, cuddled, kissed...and that's it.

Santino wished Vincent had more time for him. Especially now. But he understands.

"I'm sorry, miel. I promise I'll make it up for you." Vincent said, fixing his suit, looking himself in the mirror. "Be good and drink painkillers, chéri." He said as he kissed him one last time. "I will." Santino smiled and nodded.

And Santino was left alone, again. Oh well, he at least got to see and be with him today.

//

As the week went by, Vincent would visit him sometimes, talk with him, how he's doing, just like he came the first time. But each time he would be more flirty, more touchy.

Until he offered something.

"How about..." Vincent paused, smirking as he fixed his tie and looked at Santino. "Tonight we spend time together? I have some free time then...what do you say?"

Ah, so he wanted that.

"Sure. I'm looking forward." Santino said, feeling himself blushing. Vincent chuckled quietly and leaned to whisper to him. "I hope you'll be in better shape by then. I don't want you to get even more hurt." That made Santino almost shiver.

"Don't worry about that." Santino said, feeling confident about it. Vincent nodded, "Good. See you in couple of hours, chéri."

Santino couldn't wait. He's gonna be with him again. He's gonna spend another night with him. No matter how much he got hurt he's willing to do this for Vincent.

Vincent's looking out for him. He cares. He loves him. He came to visit him to see how he's doing.

Waiting like for Vincent like a lost little puppy. Waiting for his attention. Hopelessly following him, his orders, desperately begging for love.

Santino went outside to look at the roses and to get some fresh air. It was evening, Vincent should be here any minute. The red roses bloomed beautifully, the right not too bring and not too dark red color.

Soon after, Vincent showed up. Finally. He's here again. For him. With him.

While Santino wanted this to be more romantic, he had some red wine prepared in the bedroom for them, Vincent just wanted to get to the point.

It seemed a little bit odd to Santino but he didn't want to question it, Vincent's here for him now and that's all that matters.

While taking Vincent's clothes off, he noticed that there were no bruises or anything on his pale skin. But it's impossible for bruises to fade that quickly.

"You alright, chéri?" Vincent asked as he noticed Santino kinda looking wordlessly at his body. Santino quickly looked up at him, chuckling softly before answering. "Yes. Sorry, I zoned out." Santino said, giving him a soft smile.

He didn't want to question anything now. He didn't want to ruin the mood.

"It's okay. Relax, miel." Vincent purred, kissing him and pulling him down with him. He let Santino have control tonight.

It was one of the best moments they shared. Santino on top of him, fucking him. He was rather gentle at first because he wanted to be...and because when he strained with few harder thrusts, his legs hurt.

But Vincent didn't really care about that. He just kept praising him, gripping his hair, moaning his name. Santino loved it. Loved every minute of it.

It seemed like hours, and they both wished it didn't end, this feeling.

Vincent gasped, gripping onto Santino's back, onto one of his worse bruises which made Santino whimper and cry out a moan. But fuck, it added to the excitement of this.

Vincent came first, moaning Santino's name and gripping tightly onto his hair and back. It hurt. That bruise hurt and Santino gasped a moan, feeling a weird feeling of pain and pleasure.

It didn't took him long to finish. To finish inside him, coming with a strangled moan, panting into Vincent's neck.

"Good boy, Santi. You did so good for me."

Vincent praised him, gently stroking his back, yet probably unaware of the pain he caused him. Or he was aware since he caressed that part.

Santino caught his breath enough to pull out and flop next to him. Groaning quietly in pain as the bruise just got more irritated. "Aw, did I hurt you?" Vincent asked, more in a teasing way rather than caring. "No..." Santino breathed out, closing his eyes to regain himself.

Vincent chuckled, he's proud of himself. Just like always.

After some time, Santino resting his head on Vincent's shoulders. "You don't have any bruises..." He muttered. "Hm? Ah, I suppose I have better immune system than you, miel." Vincent said and caressed his cheek. Santino hummed in response. Too tired to question anything more.

But it was strange. Maybe Vincent does have a better immune system.

"I think I strained myself too much..." Santino said and whimpered as he stretched a little. "Aww, you just need rest, chéri." Vincent chuckled.

He does need rest after this. His whole body ached even more.

//

After few days, Santino recovered quickly from the bruises and his body didn't ache as much anymore.

Yet, Vincent wasn't visiting him that often. He only came by twice in this week. But he enjoyed those two times.

So to suprise him and show him his appreciation for him, Santino cut three of the red roses from his garden and went to visit him himself.

Ah, Vincent was on the phone with someone when he came to visit.

"Santi?" Vincent asked once he finished his phone call, looking a bit puzzled at him. "I um, I hope I'm not interrupting anything...I just..." Santino got a bit nervous of course, thinking maybe it's not the best time.

"These are for you. I really appreciate everything you've done for me for the past two weeks...thank you, Vincent." Santino said, blushing and showing Vincent the roses. Vincent blinked, looking from the roses to him and then just kinda chuckled and took them.

"Thank you, chéri. They're very pretty." He said and leaned to kiss him. "Ah, you didn't have to. I was just worried about you so I had to see how you're doing." Vincent smiled at him.

Santino huffed a nervous small laugh before answering, "I still feel like I need to show you how much you mean to me. And...these roses are from my garden...three red roses." He just knew he looked absolutely flustered and it's something Vincent loves.

"You're so cute like this. Ah, my little Santi." Vincent purred and caressed his face. The way Santino was looking at him with admiration and love...it's cute. But almost pathetic to Vincent.

"I'll put them in the vase on my table so I can look at them every day and think of you."

Santino was never this much happy before. And Vincent could see that, see that spark in his eyes. He has him now.

"I'm glad you like them. Roses have beautiful meanings. Every color has. And...red means love." Santino said, tugging onto Vincent's tie once Vincent put the roses in the vase.

"I know, miel. Red ones are my favorite." He leaned to kiss him. A passionate kiss, getting Santino on his other desk and kissing him some more.

Three red roses. Love.

//

Another day passed. Santino was obsessively thinking about Vincent.

Then another day. Santino obsessively thinking about him again. And again. And again. And a week passed. Only texting each other.

A rainy day arrived. Santino returned from his meeting.

Going to his bedroom he was met with a letter and one single blue rose.

The letter said:

"I'm sorry for not seeing you this week, chéri. I'm really busy. However I do think about you every single day and wish you're next to me. Please take this blue rose that I send for you as my apology for not seeing you. I know you love the blue color and it was difficult to find a blue rose but you know me, I always manage everything. Hope to see you soon. Love you, miel."

It was written in Vincent's handwriting.

A blue rose? Santino has never seen a blue rose before.

"It's very pretty." He said to himself, smiling as he held the rose. A nice almost like royal blue color. "I wonder what it means."

One single blue rose.

Something's not right here. One part of Santino felt that.

Blue rose.

Mystery, they don't exist in the nature, they're hard to create.

Vincent didn't help Santino when he was calling him for help. He did heard him.

He heard him calling out for him.

He ignored him.

Vincent was fine. He wasn't hurt.

He doesn't have any bruises on his body.

Blue rose.

Unrequited love. If you love someone but you know that it can't be. A love that...can't be.

Three red roses compared to one blue rose.

True love and unrequited love.

It cannot be.

"I really love the blue rose, Vincent. Thank you. I love you."

"Always, Santi. Love you, too"

[onyxsboxes]

🎶 🏅 LCAPT Olympics games 🏅 🎶

For the last day of the Olympic Games of Paris, here the let's create a playlist together version f it.

🎶 🏅 When you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen that give you Olympic Games vibes and publish them. Then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🏅 🎶

It was really cool to read all your take on Olympics songs and your comments. Thank you for this 🥰🤗

As usual, I'll update it as I receive more songs, so no pressure to hurry up to reply or do it, guys

If you want to participate (or share more songs), you are more than welcome to tag me

(this post if you want to be tag, ask or not) other playlist

Tag list below the cut

@alienoresimagines @amiserableseriesofevents @simplykayley

@umika @ktredshoes @ragnetto

[avengerdaisy]

Happy Birthday, @marvelbrooklyn!

[aryartwork]

I FINALLY finished a drawing I've been working on for soooo looong!!

I've been busy with work, but I managed to finish it! :'D

I'll post it tomorrow, now I'm going to sleep :')