#it's questioning urself hours

[kristiliqua]

you ever be talking to yourself and over explain shit while youre ranting even though youre literally talking to yourself and already understand the concept and point of what youre trying to say because youre talking to your-fucking-self but you continue to over explain anyway because you feel the need to even though you Know you dont have to whatsoever ?

yeah so the doctors said i dont have adhd or autism . shrug

[doctorwhoisadhd]

wait can someone make a manic pixie dream girl story where it turns out that she genuinely IS the post-transition future version of the main guy because that would be SUCH an insanely good lens to talk about self love through

[chisungie]

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[elliezlils11utt]

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A/n: okay so im hyper sexual due to trauma and it’s getting pretty bad again, so i was thinking about how Ellie would react to hypersexual!reader! here’s for all my traumatized babes! 💋

parings: Ellie x hypersexual!reader!

WARINGS‼️‼️: this dabble contains reader who has gone through sexual harassment/assault, or any form of sexual trauma! there are no mentions of the act but talks about it happening in the past! resulting in hypersexuality!! if you are uncomfortable with this in any way please do not read ! :)

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༘ ⋆｡ ˚ it’s obviously kind of a hard thing to tell someone, especially a partner. so I think when telling her she would be super understanding. I think she would have a lot of questions and would take boundaries so seriously.

༘ ⋆｡ ˚ I also think that she would be like mad/concerned.? not at you or anything. but I kinda feel like Ellie having to sorta go through all that shit she would be mad at herself for not being there 4 you. :( even if you guys didn’t know each other at the time I feel like Ellie is js that typa gal.

‘༘ ⋆｡ ˚ ‘I’m so sorry you had to go through that baby!! are you okay now?’

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༘ ⋆｡ ˚ ‘I wish I coulda stoped it sweetheart, im sorry.’

then her mood would switch if she saw u we’re okay with talking about it.

༘ ⋆｡ ˚ ‘I’m going to beat their ass !! name, address? social security number maybe…?’

༘ ⋆｡ ˚on days you wanted nothing to do with anything sexual she would never push any of that shit on you. she’s js a little cuddle bug !! I feel like if she was in the mood on one of these days she would ask and if you said no it was no biggy!

༘ ⋆｡ ˚speaking of, she needs verbal consent before anything. a nodd or body language has nothing to do with it atp. she needs you to tell her that everything she is doing is okay.

‘hey love is this okay?’

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‘how you feelin, wanna continue babe?’

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‘pretty girl, can I touch you?’

༘ ⋆｡ ˚now on days your the horniest mother fucker around she totally feeds into it. I mean who wouldn’t? when you go through hypersexual episodes she will do anything to make sure ur satisfied and okay !

༘ ⋆｡ ˚now during these episodes if she found that you may feel icky about urself and thoughts she will make sure to love you extra in every way! and if you feel icky after sex she will take the aftercare till the max and won’t leave it side for the next 5 hours!! (AWAHHH)

༘ ⋆｡ ˚Ellie wants you to know that there is nothing wrong with you. all she wants to do is make you comfortable. she loves you !!

A/n: my fluff fics never do well but I needed to share this because hyper-sexuality isn’t represented enough and the effects of sa and what it can do isn’t talked about enough. so I thought I’d make a cute little Ellie fluff comfort fic about it to help anyone who is going through a hypersexual episode right now!! I love you all and you are seen.

[jakesangel]

how would jake be if you go non verbal >< -requested

to jake, you're comfort is his top priority, whenever and wherever you're with him. his hands on your waist is a way to keep you close to him and away from the danger but sometimes that wouldn't be enough to keep you safe.

the mall being too crowded, overwhelming you with to munch sounds : people's laugh, babies cries, children running all around,,, and being hyper alert always always makes you go non verbal.

the first time it happened, he didn't know what to do, concern also overwhelming him. baby, why are you not answering ? are you okay ? he would ask you, stopping in his track. you'd shake your head, meaning no. he'd take you outside, calling for a car so you guys can come back to your home. he tries to be as mindful as possible tho he doesn't understand why you are in this state rn, but he understood that you need your privacy, hence why you are not on way to his dorm.

once arrived, he wouldn't let you get undress by yourself, going on his knees to removes ur shoes, going back up to help you w ur outside coat. are you feeling better, baby ? he would whisper making you nod. should we go cuddle on your bed ? or would wathcing a movie help you out ? you, obviously, can't answer to that right now, just looking at him. he'd be dumbfounded n would think about how to help you while he removes his own clothes. he would then lead you to the bathroom, helping you wash your hands. let's go to your bedroom okay ?, reassuring you w a smile of his.

once settle on the bed, he'd make you sat in front of him so he can see your facial reactions, and be sure of your well being. let's do yes no questions, would that be alright baby ? making you nod, i don't really know what's going on, and i won't ask anything until you're ready. i just want your to be okay. would cuddles be too much for you ? you shaking your head left n right meaning no. okay baby. let me set it all up yeah ?

after cuddling for over an hour, you'd finally be able to talk and it's only then jake would make you talk about your condition and asking you why u didn't tell him previously. he wouldn't be mad at you but towards himself, as he would feel like he failed his boyfriend duties. during this important conversation, hed tell you lots of comforting words you're okay baby, i'm here, i'll always love you. he would also take extra precaution to leave your place only if he is sure that you are more than alright. once back to his dorm, he would go on internet, trying to educate himself. he would also text you and ask you questions about ur triggers n how u would usually handle urself.

since then, he would always be more than cautious. his hands would pulls you even closer to him and his eyes a bit less on you to keep in check your environment. whenever you'd want to go out, he'll always check the influence and if he think it would be too munch for you, he'd change the destination or make you wait with another activity waiting peak hours to pass. or if you come over to the dorms hed tell the members to stay more or less calm, or he'd keep you in his room w chilling music to block the stimulations away. but even if his extra preparations wouldn't be enough, he'd still be prepare. always having a pair of headphone w him or hoodie to try to block your stimulations and soothe you down. he would even make you a special playlist those moments, a playlist full of your comfort songs.

note : thank you anon 🩷 for this , i do wish you the well and i'm glad u have friends who can help you w it <3

@imaluckygirl @luvj4key @heeseungswifefr @stwrjvke @goldenretrieverjakezgirlbaby @jaeyunpinkyring @pockettwinzz

[gamercookies]

Giving thanks for..

Genre: smut, enemies to lovers.

Word count:2.8k+

Warnings: rough!ni-ki, shy!y/n, fingering “under the table”, worshipping, unprotected sex, teasing, dirty talk, praising, throat-fucking, hate-fuck.  Note: I love making these stories idk why but they peak my interest so much!! I know it’s not thanksgiving yet but imma be busy on those days I’m off, but plz enjoy :3 and take care of urself 💕🙏🏼

You’ve been enemies for a really long time. Ni-ki, which you couldn't stand him, had been teasing and humiliating you throughout school. But then, out of the blue, he invited you to his family's Thanksgiving dinner. Sure, there would be the usual “I‘m grateful for…” moments, so you figured nothing too surprising would unfold, right?

Today you were just chilling at home alone while your parents were at their hometown enjoying thanksgiving dinner, you felt bored, alone. Of course you didn’t want to go because you didn’t feel like it. But once you finished an hour call with them, you stared up at the ceiling from the bed. 

You sigh in boredom, sitting back up from the bed. "What am I gonna do, I’m all alone.. I guess I can make dinner for myself and watch some Netflix or something." Suddenly you receive a notification from your phone, you assume “oh! Maybe my parents sent a picture of themselves!” You check but your excited expression turns into shock and confusion.. it says: "Hey y/n, sorry to annoy you as always lol 😂, but anyways I was wondering if you’re interested in coming over to my house for thanksgiving I have no one to enjoy besides my parents."

"What?! Ni-ki.. he seriously invited me to his thanksgiving dinner?" You tell yourself blankly staring at the message for minutes. You roll your eyes and reply: 

"Fine. 😒Only because I also have nothing to do, I’ll come over. What time?"

He types back: "Around 6PM, it will just be a normal thanksgiving, nothing out of the ordinary. 😊"

… 

It’s 6PM and you’ve just arrived in front of his home, and you ring the doorbell. You stand there waiting for him or someone to open. You know you look stunning in that red dress, which perfectly highlights your curves without being overly short. Then Niki opens the door, "Hey y/n, come on in, I’ll introduce you to my parents." As he gestured you to walk in. "Thank you." You say, as he shuts the front door leading you to the dining table. You see a neatly organized dinning table, with a candle in the middle.  

Ni-ki clears this throat and speaks, "Mom, dad. This is y/n, a "friend" of mine I invited, I hope you guys don’t mind her.” His mom replies, "N-no we don’t mind! Hello, y/n. Please I don’t mind you inviting her over, please sit down and join us for dinner today." You look at his mother and smile politely, as you take your seat. "Hello, Mrs. It’s nice to meet you, it’s kind enough of your son to invite me over, since my parents are at their hometown enjoying thanksgiving." His father speaks behalf, "Oh no worries! That’s very nice of our son to do that, inviting someone like you over, you seem a very well polite girl so there’s no harm in that." Ni-ki then sits down next to you, "Yeah, I felt like that’s a nice thing to do behalf that it’s thanksgiving, we should be kind to each other, right y/n?" As he says that sarcastically. 

You feel a bit nervous about meeting his parents, but you manage to smile and nod. "Of course, it's a good thing to invite friends over." You say softly, trying not to show how anxious you really feel. To pass the time waiting for the dinner his parents and especially you talk about how you’ve been, your parents, mostly about your life. But then his father asks, "Do you have a boyfriend yet, young lady?"

You blush slightly, feeling a little embarrassed by the question. "Well, I haven't found anyone who really catches my interest yet," you admit shyly.

"Maybe one day soon though!" You add quickly, hoping to change the subject before things get too awkward. 

But it gets interrupted as soon as the food arrives. You smell all of the delicious aromas wafting from the dishes. "Wow... everything looks amazing!" You exclaim enthusiastically, trying to cover up your earlier blunder. "Who’s cutting the turkey today?"

Niki looks around, his parents and you seem to be waiting for someone to cut into the turkey. He takes a deep breath and stands up. "I'll do it," he announces confidently. "After all, it's Thanksgiving.” With that said, he walks over to where the turkey is sitting and grabs a knife. He gives it one swift stroke, carving off a piece of meat before placing it onto a plate. You can’t help but deny the way he looks in that suit, the way he picks up that knife, it’s like you wanna touch him.

But you then take a bite of some turkey and gravy - it's even better than it smells! As you all savor the meal throughout the evening, saying what you’re grateful for, besides Niki.. and of course, remembering to keep dinner etiquette in mind, everything was smooth. But soon enough you feel ni-ki leaning against you, his hot breath in your ear. "You look damn good in this dress.. I can’t help but notice it so much." You blush deeply at his compliment, your heart pounding in your chest. You're not used to receiving compliments like this, especially not from someone as attractive as him. "T-thanks.. I mean I have to look presentable to your parents.." After you finish your food, you place your fork down gently and lean back in your chair. You take a deep breath to calm your racing heart. "Was the food good, sweetie? I made it this morning." His mother smiles softly at you. 

Before you could respond, you feel a hand sliding up and down your thigh making you gasp quietly. "What the.." you mutter to yourself, as Ni-ki continues doing that under the table. You try to play it cool despite losing focus on the conversation. 

"O-oh, your food was amazing!", you respond sincerely, doing your best to ignore Ni-ki’s wandering hand. "I've never had such delicious mashed potatoes before..." He then leans over you and whispers with a small smirk, "I didn’t invite you just for a normal thanksgiving, I also wanted something else.. to tease and make you feel humiliated in front of my parents." But then, Ni-ki’s mother speaks trying to get your attention, "Sweetie? You okay..? I was asking you where do you plan to go for vacation next month with your parents?" Ni-ki then slides your panties aside and inserts 2 fingers inside you without warning.

"O-oh! I was thinking maybe Thailand-ah!" You say making you blush in embarrassment, "Sorry about that.. it’s just something accidentally hit me." You shift uncomfortably in your seat, doing your best to keep a neutral expression. 

"Thailand sounds lovely! It’s a wonderful place to travel.. when I was young.." she continues talking while you continue trying to hold your moans in-front of them two. "Ni-ki.. stop that.. it’s embarrassing.." you whisper to him. "Come on~ your pussy deserves my fingers in you now, you make me crave you so much in that dress." He says in a low, sultry voice. 

His mother notices the blush on your face and the discomfort in your voice, but assumes it's due to the heat of the room or perhaps nervousness from being in new surroundings.

"Oh dear, I apologize if we're making you uncomfortable. We just love sharing stories about our travels!", she says reassuringly. 

"N-no Mrs.. it’s not your fault it’s just it’s a bit hot right now.", as you manage to choke out between stifled moans. Ni-Ki’s father then speaks, "We’ll clean up the mess, why don’t you show her your room."

Ni-Ki inserts a third finger, making you moan quietly. "Yes of course father, I’ll kindly show her my room." And with that both of his parents head to the kitchen with the dirty plates, and utensils. You finally pull his hand away from your pussy, "What was that for Ni-ki!? You can’t just do that while I’m talking to them.. that’s embarrassing. I nearly came all over your hand." He winks, "Oh really? because I really wanted that pussy of yours.. I couldn’t resist." "Now come on, let’s head to my room, shall we~?"He takes your hand to make you stand up so you can follow Ni-ki upstairs to his room. Once the door is closed behind you, he pins you against it.

"You know," he murmurs seductively, "Your little moans were music to my ears..." Before you can respond, he silences you with a passionate kiss. His tongue explores your mouth while his hands roam freely over your body. "I should worship your pussy.. eating you out, making you moan..~"

You quickly responded blushing deep red. "N-no that’s a bad idea.. especially right now.." Hearing your protests, Ni-ki pulls away with a playful grin. "What's the fun in all this if we don't take risks?" He teases, pressing himself closer against you. "No im going home, I’m not doing your kinky ideas with you."  Ni-ki seeing you attempt to leave, grabs your wrist tightly. "Running away so soon?" He chuckles darkly, pulling you back towards him. Without warning, he kisses you passionately once more. His other hand reaches down to cup your breast roughly through the fabric of your dress. 

"Mmph! F-fine I want it! But this is a one-time thing, we are still enemies." You stumble to say, as he releases your wrist and moves to unzip your dress hastily. "Just remember..." he whispers into your ear, "This doesn't change anything between us..." And with that, he pushes you onto his bed and begins undressing you fully, and he kneels in front of you. "Let me worship your pussy.. I can tell it’s already wet from my fingers, naughty girl.."

"F-fine! Go ahead," you finally relent, biting your lip nervously. “But only this once."  His tongue laps at your clit with expert precision, causing waves of pleasure to ripple through your body.

"Mmm...so tasty..." he murmurs against you before continuing his relentless assault on your sensitive nub. "Ah~! Fuck.. k-keep going.." you moan but you quickly cover your mouth making sure no one hears you. Ni-ki increases the pressure of his tongue on your clit. His hands grip your thighs tightly, holding you in place as he devours you and makes your legs tremble, "Oh God...I'm close!", you gasp out, writhing beneath him. Noticing your impending climax, Ni-ki slows his pace slightly, prolonging your torture. He looks up at you with a devilish grin.

"Not so fast, sweetheart..." he purrs, "I haven't finished yet." You whine desperately, "N-no please I’m close! I need to cum.."

"Oh, is that so?" he teases, trailing his tongue along your inner thigh. "That's the point isn't it?" he teases again, "To feel pleasure so intense that you can barely stand it?" "N-Niki!" you cry out, clenching the sheets beneath. "Please...don't tease me like this! I really need to cum.. come on." Niki chuckles darkly, his eyes filled with mischief as he watches you squirm underneath him. He knew how to push your buttons, knew exactly what to say and do to get a rise out of you. "What's wrong, sweetness?" he purrs mockingly, "Can't handle a little teasing?" You whine again and looks at him with pleading eyes, "No! I mean yes! Just shut up and let me cum! You asshole! Please.. I need to cum so badly..!"

Niki laughs, his hot breath tickling your skin as he leans in closer. 

He takes a moment to savor the desperation lacing your words. "Fine," he concedes, sliding a finger inside of you. "But only because I want to see those pretty eyes roll back into your head." "Yes please..! I’m gonna.. fuck! Gonna..", You quickly grab a pillow to cover your moans as you cum onto his face. Niki licks up every last drop of your sweet release, savoring the taste of you on his tongue. He pulls back slowly, standing up to look down at you with a satisfied smirk. "Good girl, I might just fuck you right now while we at it, how about you ride me?"

"No way I’m not riding you! You’re an asshole!" As you stand up from his bed. "Plus your parents are washing dishes, we can’t just do that..they might hear us!" He smirks pushing you back onto the bed, "Oh come on.. we could make some noise, who cares about them.." He tries to persuade you. "You might like it when you’re handcuffed, I have them."

You roll your eyes and scoff at him, "Ugh.. whatever I’ll ride you while I’m handcuffed…" "Really?", Niki asks surprised, "Well alright then." He goes to his drawer and takes out a pair of handcuffs. "Put these on." "Alright.", you say as you hold out your wrists for him to cuff you. Once he locks them, he smirks, "Fuck, you look sexy like this, handcuffed.. I can easily do anything to you." He reaches down and unzips his pants, freeing his thick member. It throbs slightly as it bobs free from its confines. "Here," he says, offering you his shaft. "Why don't you start by sucking on this?"

"Alright, I’ll please you.." You say as you lean down taking his cock in your mouth. You bob your head slowly licking his tip before sliding down further, taking half of his dick in your mouth. Without warning, he thrusts deeper into your mouth. His cock hits the back of your throat, causing you to gag around him. "Mmph!~Too big and deep!" You manage to say while he doesn't stop though; instead, he continues to fuck your face ruthlessly.

You tease him back by saying, "I’ll pull my mouth out-" "No you won’t," he says. "Or else I will kick you outta of my house and make sure you never return." Then he forces his way inside your mouth again, his member hitting the back of your throat, forcing another round of gags from you. As he keeps fucking your throat, you slap his leg hard, trying to signal him to stop. Ignoring your weak attempt to resist, Niki continues to thrust into your mouth. He can feel the familiar tingling at the base of his spine, signaling his imminent release.

"That's it..." he groans, "I'm gonna cum..."

Before long, he explodes inside your mouth. His hot seed fills your mouth and spills onto your chin as he rides out his orgasm.  "There..." he pants, "That wasn't so bad was it? Now why don't you get those pretty legs of yours moving and ride me like a good girl." "O-okay.." You stutter out as you position yourself to sit on his cock despite being handcuffed. With a single thrust, he buries himself deep within you. 

"Fuck..." he groans, "So tight..." As he begins to move beneath you, bucking his hips upwards to meet each of your downward thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as they make love roughy. "Ride me baby," he growls, "Show me how much of an asshole you think I am." "Fuck.. you..! Ah~!" , you moan out quietly. "J-just don’t thrust up more.." "Oh, is that what you want?" He teases, "Don't worry, I'll make sure to keep things gentle for you." Despite his promise, he continues to thrust up into you ruthlessly. His large member filling you over and over again until both of you are panting heavily. "You like that?" he growls quietly, "You like being fucked by an asshole like me?" 

"I hate you so much! Ahh~" you continue to moan out as you start to ride him faster, grinding your clit against him as you ride him. Niki groans deeply as you grind against him, his hands gripping your hips tightly. He can feel the heat building up within him again.

"Fucking hell..." he mutters, "You're such a naughty girl..." With one final thrust, he buries himself deep inside of you. His hot seed spurts inside of you as he releases inside of you. "Fuck.. I’m cumming too..!" Niki grunts as he feels you tighten around him, your own climax rippling through your body. He can feel every spasm and twitch of your pussy as you cum. "Good girl," he murmurs, "That was quite the show." As he uncuff and removes the handcuffs from your wrists, "There.. am I still an asshole to you, y/n?" Despite panting you responded, "n-no.. you were good, I give you that. I guess we aren’t really enemies anymore."

Suddenly you both hear a knock, his father was yelling from the door while Ni-ki’s mother was standing next to him, "Ni-ki, y/n, Are you okay? I hear some noise and wanted to make sure you guys were okay!"

Niki sighs as he hears his parent's voices, realizing that they've been too loud. He quickly pulls up his pants and straightens out his shirt. "Yeah dad, we're fine," he calls out, "Just having a little fun." He looks at you with a smirk, "Guess we better clean up real quick."

You smirk and laugh at him, "I told you this could’ve happened." He laughs softly, "Yeah, you did." Niki gives you a playful wink, "Maybe next time we should try to be quieter especially you, y/n." As he listens to his parent's footsteps fade away, he relaxes again. Turning back to you, he grins mischievously. "One last thing.., I’m grateful today for eating your pussy, y/n."

[bloomzone]

Okay, so I just recognized some mistakes I’ve been doing lately literally just saved myself from repeating them again. And honestly, I noticed a lot of other students are making these same mistakes too. So here’s Part 2 of my “Study Mistakes I Did But Saved Myself Before It Was Too Late.” If you relate to any of these, take it as your sign to stop before it’s too late.

part 1

lesson 1 : the “failure” mindset.

Right now, I’m literally in this crazy state. Like the failure mode. It's insane , I do a million past papers, then I tell myself, “Yes, you did well today.” But I wake up the next day with the same mindset: No, girl, you need to do more. Like, what if all those questions don’t show up on the exam?Yes, stress can help it drives you sometimes. For me, it worked most of the time. That fear of failure push me to study harder. But don’t let failure control you. I really wish I could change my mindset, especially before big exams or finals.We always think, what if I fail instead of what if I succeed? So please, try not to stress too much. Even small efforts count. Stay motivated. I know discipline is important, but we’re human. Especially high school students there’s pressure from everywhere. Everyone expects something from you.So try to motivate yourself. Make your breakfast in the morning. Watch something motivational when you wake up. It will remind you why you're doing this.You’re a student. You need to succeed. But sometimes we lose that passion . So keep some backup motivation ready. Think: What if I succeed? Always and Study hard. Do everything you can so you can feel good and proud about urself later.

lesson 2 : using AI for essays.

Please, please, please stop using AI if you’re still doing it especially for essays idk about u use ai or not it's ur life idc but if u are a STUDENT hear me out If your exams are still a bit far and you’re using AI to do your homework, especially your essays, stop now.I swear, some classmates of mine used AI the whole year. Especially for French essays. I know not everyone is great at French even if it’s our mother tongue , some people treat it like a second language tooThere’s this one girl in my class she used ChatGPT for every single argumentative essay. And our teacher praised her: “Oh my god, I love your writing!” and gave her plus points. I got mad. Like… I wrote my essay 100% by hand, all real. And then the teacher accused ME of using AI? I was like Girl wtf 💀💀💀 this is 100% mine.And in the actual exam, that girl got 13/20 and i I got 19/20 and then the teacher believes me after •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀.f you use AI all year, you’ll look so stupid in the exam. So please, even if you need help, don’t rely on AI. Just read articles, watch videos on YouTube, act like AI doesn’t exist.Read more, watch teachers online, documentary anything that helps you build real knowledge and vocabulary. You’ll get better and your essays will show it.

lesson 3 : Not organizing your notes.

This one is real. Please don’t do what I did: I lost every single note from first semester. I still don’t know where I put them.So if you’re someone who writes by hand, please always keep a folder next to you. As soon as you finish a paper, put it in the folder. Keep your folders in a place where no one touches them.The only thing that saved me I take pictures of my notes. So please, every time you write something important and feel like you might lose it take a photo. Just in case.

lesson 4 : Not sleeping early.

I’ve been doing this mistake recently, during prep week when we’re home from school. The stress is too much. Not because I can’t sleep I actually fall asleep in minutes. The problem is I don’t sleep early. I have no fixed schedule.If you study in the morning, you need to sleep early. I wake up around 5 or 6 a.m., but I sleep at midnight. That’s just 4–5 hours of sleep. And it’s not enough. I get headaches. I burn out.Today, for example, I woke up at 6 after sleeping at midnight. I had the worst headache. I made coffee but didn’t even drink it.Also, if you get headaches easily, be careful with coffee. Drink water first. Move around a bit before having it.So then I tried studying but couldn’t. I opened a YouTube video to study, but I couldn’t focus. I ended up lying down, playing the video on my phone, and falling asleep again with the teacher’s voice still playing I felt like a loser fr it made me so sad. So please, if you work best in the morning, be in bed at LEAAAST by 10 p.m.And if you’re a night owl and study until 2–3 a.m., please sleep long enough after that. Your brain needs it.Just be organize your sleep schedule. Everyone has their best time to focus just build your routine around it. The time will pass anyway, so spend it right.

stay healthy everyone 💭

@bloomzone

[heavenlyraindrops]

smut writing tips (TW: sexual stuff cause like. Cmon. It’s smut)

I did one for character so now I’m doing one for smut what’s wrong with smut huh so what if I’m writing tips on how to make smut so what SO WHAT HUH

Smut scenes aren’t that different from normal scenes. Probably because they’re normal scenes. Remember that.

Therefore, they should have dialogueeee because boy oh boy the amount of smut I have read where they are just dead silent is insane I could rebuild the wall of china with allat

so… dirty talk

BUT DONT MAKE IT TOO LONG! OR TOO WEIRD…

“Do you think they’d watch?” he asks. “Do you think they’d enjoy the sight of your naked flesh on display? Maybe they would get off on seeing your dripping pussy reflected back at them everywhere they look. Or the pretty flush on your chest when you come. I think they’d even enjoy watching your eyes roll to the back of your head when my cock fills you so fully, you can’t fit any more of me inside you.”

That’s from haunting Adeline… and… just.. no. NONONONO ITS DISGUSTING ITS GROSS…. WHO TF SAYS THAT BRO. Why is tHIS BOOK SO POPuLAR

more gross examples: “You want to know what I’d do?” he questions. “I would let them watch. I would let them watch me claim you as mine and own every inch of your body. They would watch my cock fill every one of your holes and then watch you cry because of how hard you came. And then I’d fucking kill them. My cock would still be wet from your cum as I’d slice their throats for even daring to look at what’s mine.”

dont write like that guys… like ew. Just ew

also.. epithets.. ok idk what they’re called because English = not my first language but

like

”his member” “sword” “love button” “seed” “her peaks/ nubs”

look my dude if you can read a smut scene like “he inserted his sword inside her cavern and spewed his seed inside her while fondling her mounds” then sure pop off I guess but tbh

no.

JUST USE COCK DICK AND PUSSY OR SOMETHING IDK WHY U GOTTA DO THIS TO ME I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE CERTAIN THINGS THE SAME WAY EVER AGAIN

“his member” I’m sorry is his dick joining a club?

anywaysysystst

research human body stuff. Like, dicks need to recharge before they get hard again yk

“Recharge” idk bro yk what I mean

cumming more than once for women do be kinda painful unless there’s an amount of time in between the orgasms

like depends on the woman, can range from a couple of hours to at least a whole day

although this doesn’t apply to everyone and some people do just go for it a bunch of times in one session so it’s a very variable thing

so yeah! Make sure to educate urself on biology

spemd more time talking about how they feel physically and emotionally than what they are doing so that the scene actually does have some depth

consistency! I have read shit that goes along the lines of “he grabbed her waist then with his other hand stroked her cheek and then she wrapped her legs around his feet and he pressed his elbow againts her knee flipping her upside down while she nibbled on his ear” how am I supposed to imagine any of that

they keep sprouting a third arm

or do things that completely contradict the position that they are in.. he can’t slap ur ass if ur in the cowgirl position..well, not very comfortably

so. Consistency! :)

that’s all for now ermmmm so yah tell me if this was helpful guys

edit: this post is super old pls ignore its existence

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

"have you heard abt THE Donna ff writer?" You'd be the first person that comes to mind. NWAYS HII<33 Ur last ff abt feral Donna was absolutely chefs kiss and I was wondering if u could write sumn like Donna usually being the top but since it's Donna's bday, reader wanted to like give Donna a teeny tiny lil gift but she has no idea what to give so she turned to our trusty red head (Dani) and Dani was like "Oh yea u should tots tie urself up w a nice red ribbon, nakey nakey w a bow on top and a lil note for her" SO BAM. Gift idea for our lovely doll maker <3 G!P maybe if that's cool? OH OH feral Donna, like absolutely 100% feral

Yesss!!!! Thank you for being here for all this time :D, and for your request, you were so kind!!! I hope you like it and sorry about the language mistakes!!!! :))))))

A special gift

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Fem! Reader

Warnings: G!P Donna, smut, Minors DNI, fluff, Donna being Donna

Word count: 7,767

Summary: You wanted to surprise her...

N/A: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Requests are open!!! I'm waiting yours!!! I love you all!!! :)) Have a happy weekend everyone!!!

Normally, meetings with friends didn't last that long, but that party had a special touch, and you didn't think too much about the time. The dim light of one of the lamps in the living room told you that, as you suspected, she was waiting for you.

Thinking that for once Donna had relaxed and simply gone to bed was just an illusion. On one hand, you wished that on one of your nights out you would return to a dark mansion just to curl up in bed next to her sleeping body, but on the other hand, you felt a certain romantic spirit when you saw the lady in black always waiting for you, always worried about you.

You rolled your eyes and walked slowly, comforted by the warmth of the mansion that had long since become your home, and you walked to face, surely, a wave of curiosity and questions from the doll maker.

The sight before you made you stop and bite your lip. Donna was on the couch, lying innocently with her eye closed and deep breathing, a book on her lap.

You sighed tenderly, quietly approaching the lady and sitting next to her while resting a hand on her shoulder.

“Donna, honey…” you whispered, trying not to disturb her too much, moving her body gently to her to react.

“Mm?” she groaned, shaking her head and frowning, not fully awake. “Chi…?”

“Hi, my love,” you whispered as you saw her open her eye and shake her head, running a hand through her hair.

“(Y/N),” she said, sitting up while rubbing her eye, looking at you a little confused. “Finally.”

“Sorry I was late,” you said, rubbing her back affectionately as she tried to awkwardly come back to reality.

“Yes, I…” Donna murmured, regaining consciousness. “It's late, isn't it?”

“I'm sorry,” you said in an apologetic tone.

“I was worried,” the lady whispered, with a look that was meant to be somewhat intimidating. “I've been waiting for you for hours.”

“Don't exaggerate,” you joked, shaking your head and stealing a quick kiss on her lips. “Besides, I've told you many times that I don't need you to wait for me.”

“And I've told you many times that I'll wait for you if I want,” she said, crossing her arms, grumbling. “Why did you take so long? Do you know how worried I was?”

“Donna, you were asleep,” you said amused, resting the head on your hand and blinking petulantly.

“I wasn’t,” Donna said, shaking her head immediately and looking for something with her eye. “I was reading, see?” she said proudly, showing you the book and arching her eyebrow, satisfied.

You nodded suspiciously, looking at the aforementioned book more closely. You laughed shyly when you noticed a detail and reached out your hand towards it, turning it so that it was in the correct position.

“Better this way, isn't it?” you teased cautiously, making the lady frown and her cheeks take on a subtly reddish color.

“Mm,” she murmured, closing the book and looking at you with a fiery eye, crossing her arms. “Well, okay, I was asleep, but that doesn't excuse you for being late.”

“Sorry, mom,” you joked again, rolling your eyes and bringing your lips closer, stealing another kiss, this time a deeper one that made your girlfriend smile, even if it was in a discreet way.

“Have you had a good time without me?” she asked ironically, moving away from your tempting kisses.

“Donna…” you sighed. “Today has been a tiring day, we better go to bed so you can… keep reading,” you said, pinching her cheek affectionately and trying to get up, an attempt frustrated by a hand on your wrist.

“Un attimo, tesoro,” she interrupted, pulling you up. “You know what? I was dreaming about you.”

“Oh, really?” you asked, blinking petulantly, with an amused smile. “What were you dreaming about?”

The lady in black smiled with a mischievous glint in her eye before kissing you eagerly, hungry for the moisture of your lips on hers. You laughed at that sudden effusiveness and played along without saying anything.

The kisses didn’t last long, as, with an impatient gasp, the brunette moved her hands on your body to turn you around and put you face down on the couch.

“I've missed you so much,” the lady whispered in your ear, slipping her hands under your dress, pushing your underwear aside with a perfect movement as her body moved ever closer to yours. “Dolcezza…”

“Um, Donna, wait,” you said, turning your gaze away slightly, something she prevented with a soft hand that returned your gaze to the front, while her naked erection began to play with your entrance.

“Shh, let me show you my dream,” she whispered in a voice filled with passion, with that eagerness to take you that seemed not to want to leave her mind.

Without showing any doubt at your clear words, Donna slowly entered your wetness, making you make a strange grimace at that intrusion for which you were, unfortunately, too tired.

“Donna, wait,” you said cowardly fleeing from her shaft and turning around while you put your underwear back in place. “I'm just�� too tired for this.”

“Tired?” the lady asked, bewildered, looking down at her quivering erection. “W-Well, it'll just be a moment,” she said with a nervous smile, trying to turn your body again.

“No, I…” you said, breaking free from her hungry grip and putting some distance between the two of you. “Donna, not now, okay? I don't think I would enjoy it properly.”

“Why not?” Donna asked frowning. “Please, just a little…” she pleaded with her best emotional blackmail face, one you had become immune to long ago. “I need you.”

“No, um…” you said, looking down and moving your hands to her shaft, putting it back in its place and pulling up the black skirt. “I'm sorry, Donna, but not now.”

“You do nothing but reject me, you don't want to make love to me anymore,” she protested, crossing her arms again, moving uncomfortably as she felt imprisoned.

“It's not that, honey,” you explained in a calm tone. “It's just that you're… inopportune.”

“I'm inopportune,” she said repeating your words mockingly, to which she got up as well as you, who pulled her arm so she wouldn't leave.

“Come on, don't be mad,” you purred, putting a hand on her cheek. “Let's see, do you want me to touch you?”

“No,” Donna answered dryly, accepting your caresses, but in a slightly reluctant way. “I can do that myself.”

“Well, it's not the same,” you suggested, running a hand through the bulging fabric of the dress. “Sit down and I'll help you with this.”

“I said no, I want you, but obviously you don't,” she protested, pushing your hand away. “Besides, it’s getting soft.”

“As you wish,” you sighed, shaking your head. “Don't hold a grudge against me, I promise that tomorrow we'll do whatever you want, or better, you'll do whatever you want to me... -Is that okay with you?”

“Whatever I want?” Donna said, turning her gaze to yours, with a smile she was unable to hide. “Even...?”

“Yes, my love, whatever you want,” you said, biting her earlobe and grabbing her waist. “But now let's go to bed, okay?”

Donna nodded, giving you a quick kiss, with hunger and lust slowly disappearing from her gaze. Her desire to take you, to possess you in the most carnal way possible was something you had been living with for a long time, something you didn't dislike at all, of course.

You were nothing but the Duke's assistant, in charge of carrying the villagers' orders from one place to another.

That was in the past, of course, since, when you met Donna Beneviento, the village Lord, a mysterious and dangerous woman, you stopped doing it. It wasn't difficult to maintain a kind of strange relationship with her, to get, sometimes insisting, words out of her mouth.

Donna seemed fascinating to you, a tormented but terribly intelligent and cultured woman. Her hobbies weren't terrorizing villagers or plotting to try to do as much damage as possible to people's minds, no. Donna liked to read, listen to classical music, make her dolls in the most perfectionist way possible…

Of course, it was far from the rumors that surrounded her, and discovering it was a complete change in your mind, as well as in your feelings. The lady's loneliness forced her to accept your company without complaining too much, begging you to stay a little longer, just a little longer.

It was only a matter of time before those mornings and afternoons of chats and hot teas led to something more. She was... a beautiful woman, even if she insisted on denying it. Seeing that damned black veil disappear from her face made you understand that your feelings had nothing to do with pure friendship or the admiration of a villager towards a Lord.

Love came that way, with a chaste and shy kiss, a kiss on her lips, those that almost no one had ever seen, much less kissed. The scar on her face was just an unimportant feature, which did not eclipse her features, some that seemed perfect to you.

The Black Gods, the gratitude and mercy of Mother Miranda not only changed that, but also her body. Donna was ashamed of it, especially when you realized what the change was exactly, although, in a way, she had already gotten used to it.

Naturally, you didn't care. You loved her, you loved Donna just the way she was and the rest didn't matter at all.

Thus a romantic relationship was created that you never expected to have, a few wonderful months full of love and passion, the best stage of your life, one that you would never let end. Two years later, you were still in the mansion, although the passage of time ceased to have any importance for you.

You had secretly promised to make up for your tiredness from that night the next day, but fate seemed not to want that wet and burning passion to envelop your bodies.

It was an evil coincidence, but that morning, you woke up with a terrible headache that prevented you from fulfilling her wishes. Obviously Donna, feeling rejected once again, could not hide a certain annoyance, but she was always understanding, sweet and loving.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, resting a hand on your shoulder while you drank the tea she had prepared during breakfast.

“Mm, better, thank you, darling,” you said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it slowly, grateful for her care. “You should sell this tea to the Duke, it's really good.”

Donna laughed proudly at her little experiments, and sat in front of you to have a quiet breakfast.

“You should take care of yourself, and not go out at night, you might be hatching something,” Donna commented, pouring herself some coffee.

You shook your head, knowing that this was a clumsy attempt to prevent your nocturnal escapades. No matter how much time passed, you were unable to fully control her jealous and possessive attitude.

It could be considered a sign of danger, but you knew that this behavior lacked true malice and was due to all those years of loneliness. Maybe you could never get rid of it, but you were beginning to know how to tame it.

“No, I think it's the change of weather, it's always been awful for me,” you said, relieved that the pain was easing thanks to that remedy. “Besides, you know that I don't usually go out at night, yesterday was a special occasion. It was Oksana's birthday.”

“Oksana is…” Donna murmured, frowning in an amused manner, mocking her own jealousy.

“The girl who came that day to get a doll for her little sister, you know, my childhood friend and…” you answered with a tender smile, finishing your tea.

“Yes, yes, yes, I know who she is,” she said, shaking her head. “So it was her birthday.”

“Yes,” you answered dryly, nodding and resting a hand on your forehead.

“I don't understand. Does she need to have a party for that? It's an absurd reason,” the lady said, looking at her cup, talking naturally, with that innocence of hers that seemed adorable to you.

“Absurd?” you asked, tilting your head. “People usually like to celebrate their birthday. Me too, remember?” you said amused, showing the nice, and expensive, bracelet she gave you that day.

“You're my girlfriend, of course I want to celebrate the day you were born,” Donna said, with a serious, but relaxed tone.

“Mm, I guess that's romantic,” you murmured, arching your eyebrows, making her return one of your favorite smiles. “Hey, now that you mention it…” you said thoughtfully, after holding her gaze for a few seconds. “I've been here for a couple of years, but you've never told me what day your birthday is.”

Donna glanced at you briefly, fleeing from your inquisitive eyes immediately and focusing on a plate of breakfast sweets.

“Mi passi un cornetto?” she asked, completely ignoring your question.

You shrugged, kindly bringing one of the croissants closer to her and scrutinizing the lady with your gaze.

“Thank you,” she whispered, fleeing from your observant eyes.

“Donna, uh, I asked you a question,” you said amused, arching your eyebrows.

“Yes, and I'm ignoring it, tesoro,” she whispered, with an almost amused tone.

“Why? Why don't you want to tell me when your birthday is?” you asked again, shaking your head.

“Because it doesn't matter, (Y/N),” Donna explained, taking a bite of the croissant. “Mm, it has just the right amount of sugar…”

“Just the right amount of sugar,” you repeated incredulously, crossing your arms. “Come on, Donna, I'd like to know.”

“When they make you think that eternal life is a blessing, they say it as if they really believe it that way, but it isn’t, (Y/N),” the lady explained, with an informal, but somewhat broken tone.

“Watching time going by or counting the years ceases to matter to someone like me. Looking in the mirror and remembering how many years have passed since I was born is just a small reminder that eternal life is not a blessing, but a curse.”

“Wow... that's philosophical,” you said in a whisper, understanding what her motives were.

“A birthday is just a countdown for everything I love to disappear, and that's you. I just don't want to think about it,” she said, with a much darker and serious voice.

“W-Well, that's natural,” you commented, looking at the ceiling. “But I'd still like to know, even if it's just to have a nice detail with you.”

“All I want is to have you by my side, (Y/N), that's enough,” the brunette said, reaching out her hand to yours and running her thumb over your skin.

“You're not going to tell me, are you?” you asked with a sigh, giving in to her stubbornness.

“You should eat one croissant,” she said, smiling and letting you know she was ignoring you again.

“Very well, as you wish, Donna,” you said in a cocky tone. “I'll find out by myself.”

“Good luck with that, tesoro,” she said amused, winking at you, to which you responded with a mocking smile.

After breakfast, as usual, Donna went down to the workshop to immerse herself in her addiction to making dolls, leaving you alone, leaving before you a perfect opportunity to begin that curious investigation.

You were going to start by searching in the attic, on the shelves, for some clue about the day the love of your life came into the world, but it seemed, of course, to be a long and tedious search.

As you ran a hand through your hair, with your head still throbbing but relieved, you saw with your gaze a perfect target, a much simpler way to find out that particular piece of information.

In an armchair, distracted as always, was the Angie doll, the inseparable companion and sinister and irreverent counterpart of the lady in black.

The puppet liked you, even if she refused to admit it, and besides, she knew a lot of things about Donna. It wasn't the first time you approached her cautiously to get information.

“Angie, my friend,” you said with an exaggerated smile, sitting on one of the arms of the chair. “What is my favorite doll doing?”

“Oh, it's you,” Angie said, looking at you briefly. “I'm contemplating the futility of space time and thinking that we are just a black dot in the middle of an unknown universe…”

“What?” you asked, frowning in amusement.

“What do you think I'm doing, silly? Nothing, I’m bored as always, don't ask absurd things,” the doll answered, moving the joints in an exaggerated way.

“Oh, you're bored…” you sighed, nodding slowly and avoiding your face to betray the satisfaction at that opportunity.

“Hey, don't you have to make babies with Donna?” she rebuked, pointing at you unpleasantly. “I hope once and for all I can have someone to really play with and not two clingy fools.”

“Um…” you murmured, blinking surprised by her irreverence, shaking your head, recovering your intentions. “Yes, well, I was thinking of something more… immediate to relieve your tormenting boredom.”

“Oh, do you want to stop being boring and play hide and seek with me?” the doll asked, standing up and tilting her head. “I knew that one day I would convince you.”

“Not exactly,” you said with raised eyebrows, getting up and walking towards a small box that was on a table, taking something out of it. “I know Donna won’t let you play with this, but… Donna’s not here,” you hissed, amused, showing the puppet one of the brunette’s balls of wool, Angie’s favorite toy.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Angie said, jumping up and down on the couch. “Is that a forbidden ball? For me? You’re the best silly girl in the world.”

“Yes, yes…” you said, moving your hand so the doll couldn’t reach the object. “But…”

“Oh, of course there is a but,” Angie said, growling in frustration. “I should have guessed you’d try to bribe me.”

“Does it work?” you asked, amused, moving the ball as Angie followed it with her gaze, mesmerized. “I think so…”

“What do you want this time?” Angie asked, crossing her arms.

“Nothing, just a silly thing, I want you to tell me what day Donna's birthday is,” you said casually, playing with the threads of the ball.

“November 15th,” Angie said without thinking too much, making you open your eyes wide. “Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me now, silly, or I'll tell Donna.”

“That easy?” you asked a little surprised, reaching out your hand towards the doll, who wasted no time in snatching the ball from you triumphantly. “Oh, wait, that's next week.”

Naturally, Angie was too busy with the ball of yarn to pay any attention to you, and the answer you got was more of a problem than a relief. Her birthday was too close and your resources were quite limited.

Knowing it became a problem, since, no matter how much you thought of a thousand things to give her, nothing seemed right. Donna came from an extremely wealthy family, had everything she needed and wasn’t a capricious woman at all.

After giving it a lot of thought, you came to the conclusion that the best thing to do would be to go to the village and ask the Duke about what Donna might like, since that fat merchant seemed to have a lot of information about the Lords, perhaps more than you would like.

But leaving the mansion freely was a bit risky, since the sick mind of the lady in black could play tricks on her, driving her crazy. You needed a plan, a good plan.

The lady in black returned shortly after, while you, somewhat nervous, searched your head for an excuse to leave there discreetly. You didn't like lying to Donna, but you only did it when it was for a greater good, much greater.

After a few kisses and the doll maker telling you what porcelain friend she had created that time, you got up and grabbed your coat, leaving the woman hesitant and curious.

“Tesoro, are you going somewhere?” she asked, approaching you and playing nervously with her hands.

“Yes, I'm going to the castle,” you answered naturally. “I'm going to get wine, didn't I tell you?”

“No,” Donna answered coldly. “To the castle?”

“To get wine,” you repeated with an amused smile.

“Vino,” she said, blinking in confusion. “We don't need wine.”

“Look at that bottle, it's almost empty and eating without wine is blasphemy, Donna,” you said, pointing at your scapegoat, a bottle that barely had a quarter of red liquid left.

“Yes, but… I think there's another one,” she said, walking to a cupboard and taking out a closed bottle. “See? This one's full.”

Shit, you thought, you'd have to improvise.

“Oh, can I take a look?” you asked innocently, causing the lady to hand it to you with a frown.

Taking a breath and pretending to read the label, you let the bottle slip through your hands, falling to the floor with a loud thud.

“Gods!” you screamed, putting a hand over your mouth to hide your lie. “Donna, I'm so sorry, it slipped from my hands and…”

“Wait, get out of the way, you could cut yourself,” the lady said, moving you away from the pieces of glass. “I-It's okay, tesoro…”

“I'm so sorry darling, I'll pick it up right away,” you said, pretending to walk towards the elevator, stopped, obviously, by her hand on your arm.

“No, no, I'll do it, I don't want you to hurt yourself, you… well, be more careful, okay?” she said, shaking her head.

“Silly, you clumsy silly!” Angie said, comically wrapped in colorful wool threads.

It seemed that everything was going perfectly, since the doll quickly caught the attention of the lady, who was left open-mouthed.

“Angie! Did you steal another ball?” she asked, walking towards the doll, which ran away from her, laughing amused. “Angie, vieni qui!”

“Well, it seems you are busy so I better go to the castle, huh?” you said in a cocky tone, taking advantage of the fact that the lady was chasing her doll.

“Yes, go,” she said nervously, trying comically to grab Angie.

The truth is that you were very lucky, but you couldn't say the same about your encounter with the Duke. Getting information out of that greedy fat man was complicated, even if one day he was your boss. After insisting, and telling him the reason for your interest, he felt satisfied enough to give you some ideas.

A bracelet, similar to the one you wore, seemed like something suitable for her, like a symbol of union you thought she might like. Once you had spent your lei, you set off towards Dimitrescu Castle to validate your alibi, being greeted by the always seductive lady in white, Alcina Dimitrescu.

“Well, well, Donna's little bird is knocking on my door,” the Lord said, looking at you as if she were undressing you with her eyes, something that, over time, you got used to.

“Hello, I came to ask if you could give us some wine, the last bottle broke and…” you said nervous, intimidated.

“Please, you don't have to ask for that, my dear,” Alcina said, stepping aside so you could enter the castle and follow her.

It didn’t take long for you to reach a room full of wine bottles. The lady in white began to study them.

“It does not matter too much what wine it is,” you said to break that tense silence.

“It does matter, my dear, the wine always matters. It is not the same a tinted water to wash down a piece of bread than an elegant and fine red wine to savor on a special occasion,” Alcina explained, looking at some bottles.

“W-Well, I guess so,” you said with a shy smile, to which the lady responded with a sensual laugh and a look that you masterfully avoided.

“I think Donna had a thing for this 78 Regina Rose… or so I seem to recall,” she murmured.

“T-Thank you,” you said blushing.

“My lady,” one of the maids said, entering the room.

“Irina… I'm busy…” the lady murmured, disinterestedly. “Do you mind?”

“Yes, I'm sorry my lady, but, but it's just that…” the girl said, lowering her head and looking at you out of the corner of her eye. “A lycan has sneaked into the vines again and…”

“Oh, Gods, those damn beasts,” Dimitrescu growled, shaking her head. “Excuse me, (Y/N), I have some urgent business, I'll be back soon. In the meantime, take a look, take the wine you want.”

“Okay,” you said, while the lady, with one last seductive smile, left you alone in the room.

You looked at the bottles in silence, trying to let the wisdom about wine come to your mind on its own. You couldn't stay like that for long either, as the familiar buzzing of a black fly began to torment your ears.

“Hi, hi,” she said when that cloud of insects materialized, scaring you.

“Ah, Daniela!” you shrieked in fright, causing a bottle of wine to slip from your hands, being saved at the last moment by Alcina's daughter, who picked it up with a graceful movement.

“Did I scare you? Sorry,” she said amused, leaving the bottle on the table. “I can't help but enjoy those beautiful eyes of terror…”

“Um, yes,” you said amused, catching your breath. “I'm still not used to it.”

“What are you doing here, Donna's girlfriend?” the vampire asked, with a sinister smile, sitting on top of the table. “It's not usual for you to come alone. My mother would have already attacked you if it weren't for the fact that you're Donna's.”

“Um, yeah...” you said, nodding as you arched your eyebrows. “I've always been reckless,” you joked, knowing that the three Dimitrescu sisters appreciated you enough to not want to play with you like they did with their maids. “I came because we're out of wine.”

“Mm, that sounds like a lie... I can smell it on you...” she murmured, making you step back.

“What? How do you know?” you asked, surprised by that unknown ability.

Daniela laughed out loud, putting an arm around your shoulders in an overly effusive hug.

“I didn't know that, you just told me,” Daniela laughed amused. “I'm very good at bluffing.”

“Yes…” you murmured, embarrassed for not having seen it coming. “Okay, actually I came to have an alibi because… well, I bought this for Donna.”

You took the small box out of your pocket, showing it to the young Dimitrescu, who came closer to see it.

“Wow… it shines,” she said in an innocent way. “Aunt Donna is going to be very happy… Is it your anniversary or something?”

“No, I want to surprise her,” you explained.

“Oh, how romantic,” Daniela said, putting her hands together and blinking mockingly. “I see everything is going perfectly with her. If it weren’t I'd have to kill you,” she threatened with a sinister smile, making you nervous.

“Um...” you murmured, looking at the door and wishing the lady in white would appear again.

“It was a joke, silly,” she said, spreading her arms and laughing comically again. “Or is something wrong?”

“What? No,” you said too abruptly, shaking your head effusively.

“Uh... you're lying,” Daniela hissed, getting uncomfortably closer to you.

“I'm not lying,” you said, sure of yourself, but unable to prevent the memories of the last few days from passing through your head.

Yes, it had been a series of stupid and annoying coincidences, but you couldn't stop thinking about each of your rejections towards her, about how disappointment shone in her eye when you didn't let her take you.

“But…” the vampire insisted, tilting her head. “Come on, you can trust me.”

“Oh, okay,” you said, giving up. “Look, it's not that something serious is happening or anything like that, it's just that…”

“It's just that…” the redhead repeated, blinking impatiently.

“Ugh, okay, lately we haven't… we haven't been able to…” you hesitated, seeing that sinister girl as a kind of improvised confidant.

“Are you talking about fucking?” Daniela said, finishing the sentence for you, although in a much more rude way. “Oh, tell me, tell me.”

“Yes, um, I don't know, it may seem stupid, but it's just that a lot of things have happened and always prevent us from doing it. I haven't been feeling well lately and with the meetings, my commitments and the dolls, we haven't had much time for… for that,” you confessed with your head down, leaning on the table.

“Do you have something against Aunt Donna?” Daniela asked darkly, narrowing her eyes. “They’re too many coincidences.”

“I know it seems like I'm rejecting her on purpose, but believe me, that's not the case. I love Donna and I like… everything about her,” you said with a defensive tone, knowing you were telling the truth. “She doesn't show it, but I think she's angry with me.”

“I'm not surprised,” the young Dimitrescu sighed. “My mother says that sex makes you happier, you know…”

“Oh,” you said, unable to give another answer “Well, she's right about that. Donna likes it… too much.”

“Of course she does, like everyone, (Y/N),” the girl said, nodding amused. “I remember my mother telling Donna that her mood would improve if she let one of the maids suck her…”

“Hey!” you squealed, putting your hands in a defensive gesture, trying to forget what she was saying. “Okay! Okay! I don't want to know,” you said, displeased by that insinuation.

“What? She always said no,” Daniela said, unfazed by your exaggerated reaction. “My aunt is quite the romantic, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have needs. Besides, you shouldn't be that boring.”

“Boring? Me?” you said, pointing at yourself, indignant. “Look, I'm not telling you anything because Donna would kill me, but I assure you that I'm not boring in bed. What I'm telling you is that a series of things have happened and they prevented me from doing it.”

“Well, well… don't be like that, little bird,” Daniela sighed, with an exaggerated gesture of surrender. “Is that bracelet to try to fix it?”

“No, it's her birthday’s gift,” you explained, shaking your head.

“Donna has a birthday?” she asked curiously, leaning next to you.

“Of course she has, like all the people” you said, frowning.

“Honestly, I'd never thought about it, but if that involves receiving gifts and playing with maids... well, I could make up that I have a birthday too. I'm sure my sisters would agree,” Daniela said, rubbing her hands. “Are you going to give her that? I guess she'll like it.”

“Yes, I hope so,” you said, taking out the small box again and becoming somewhat thoughtful. “Or maybe she won’t, I don't know, maybe it's not enough. I'd like to be able to give her something else, something more personal…”

“Well, you've been lucky, (Y/N),” the young woman said with a smug look.

“Lucky?” you asked confused.

“Yes, because Daniela Dimitrescu is here by your side to give you some good ideas,” she said, arching her eyebrows. “Believe it or not, I’m good at gifts.”

“Great,” you whispered discreetly. “But I need it to be something… I don’t know, a small detail that isn’t as stupid as a bracelet, something that really matters to her, something that she wants…”

“Come on, say it,” Daniela said, nudging you slightly.

“What?” you asked, unable to help but laugh softly at that overwhelming personality.

“If you want my advice, I’d like to hear: Daniela, please, can you tell me some ideas to surprise Donna? You’re my last hope…”

“Do I have to say that?” you asked amused, shaking your head. “Isn’t it okay if I ask you kindly?”

“Okay, it’s okay… this time,” Daniela said, clapping her hands and looking at the ceiling, humming as she thought. “Let’s see, let’s see, a personal gift… For Aunt Donna… Oh, oh, oh, I got it.”

“That fast?” you asked surprised while the vampire nodded childishly.

“Simple problems, simple solutions,” she said, speaking with a certain pride that made you laugh again.

“Okay, and what is that simple solution? I only have a week and…” you said, letting the girl suddenly drag you across the room until you were in front of a nearby mirror.

“You have it there, right there,” Daniela said, pointing at the mirror. “You still don't get it, huh? You, (Y/N), you are the gift.”

“Me?” you asked, shaking your head confused by her abstract words. “Okay, I don't understand you.”

“It's very clear, silly,” she sighed, grabbing you by the shoulders and looking at your reflection. “You are what she wants the most right now, or so you told me... so... why not become her gift?”

“Explain, I'm not having my best day,” you said, scratching the back of your neck.

“Let's see, it's easy, all you need is red ribbon around your body,” the vampire explained, running her hands around your waist uncomfortably. “A note... oh, and a beautiful bow on your head.”

“Um...” you murmured.

“Well, don't forget t that you have to be nakey, nakey” she whispered amused, arching her eyebrows.

“What do you say?” you asked blushing. “How am I going to do that? It's... it's...”

“It's a great idea, I'm sure Donna is dying to unwrap her present, and you owe her that. Abstinence is bad for your health, my mother says so.”

“Um, yeah, well, thanks for the advice,” you said, shaking your head.

There's no way you'd do something like that.

As you walked home with the wine, you inevitably gave it a second thought. It was vulgar, dirty, but terribly suggestive. Anything that involved initiative on your part, a few words, an erotic gesture, was enough to make the lady in black completely lose control.

Yes, the bracelet was fine but... Well, maybe, for once, you should listen to your intuition and accept the advice of the young Dimitrescu. Both the sisters, and their mother, appreciated Donna, they wouldn't have a reason to lie to you.

In your head you still didn't have it clear, but the following days your body acted on its own, preparing the bow, the red ribbon, writing a terribly suggestive note... During that time you created a somewhat frustrating atmosphere for poor Donna, rejecting her attempts to take you, this time on purpose.

If you wanted the plan to work properly, she should want it, she should be dying to do it and you were quite the expert to do so.

The day finally arrived, and you remained silent without revealing your intentions until you could no longer control your nerves and the desire to surprise the lady in black. First things first, Angie couldn't be there.

“Oh, no, no, no, I know that look, silly, last week I got scolded because of you, don't think I'm going to let myself be fooled again,” the doll said when you approached with a sinister smile.

“I'm grateful to you Angie…” you said in a sweet, exaggerated voice. “That's why I wanted to tell you that I thought I saw a cricket in the garden this morning, you know, those bugs that make you laugh so much…”

“A cricket? Liar…” Angie said, not trusting you. “Do you think you're going to fool me that easily?”

“I think there were two crickets,” you sighed, pretending to remember. “They were around the cabins, but if you're not interested…”

“Two!?” she squealed excitedly, walking towards the exit. “It better not be a lie, stupid, stupid…”

“Have fun,” you sang, closing the door when the puppet left the mansion, obviously, locking it so Angie wouldn't interrupt.

“What are those screams about?” Donna said, coming up from the basement with a tender smile, kissing you slowly.

“Angie, she saw a cricket,” you explained, letting the lady gently grab your waist. “Hey, Donna, I have something to tell you.”

“Mm,” she said, hardening her expression a bit.

You moved away, taking the small box out of your pocket and biting your lip.

“I know you didn't want me to know, and I'm sorry if it annoys you, but I can't help but want to make you feel good. I want to give you a little of everything you give me and… show that I also celebrate the day the Gods decided you would come into the world,” you said with a nervous tone, but a pleading look, opening the box and showing the bracelet. “This is for you, Donna, happy birthday.”

“(Y/N)…” she sighed, taking the bracelet and looking at it, looking back at you a later, with a smile. “Amore mio… I guess I couldn’t help you found out,” she sighed, looking adoringly at your gift, slowly approaching to kiss you.

“You know me,” you said, blushing at her soft caresses on your face.

“Grazie, tesoro, grazie di cuore…” the brunette whispered, kissing you in a terribly romantic way, you even thought a tear was coming out of her eye. “I love you…”

“Me too,” you said nervously, playing with the buttons of her dress. “But wait, I still have something else to give you…”

“Something else?” she asked, playing with the bracelet on her wrist. “What is it?”

“You… wait for me here, darling, I’ll be right back,” you whispered in her ear in the most sensual way you could, walking upstairs, ready to put that curious advice into practice.

“Va bene,” she sighed, nodding, reluctantly letting you go.

You quickly stripped, putting the red ribbon around you, hooking it with the bow on your head, looking at yourself embarrassedly in the mirror and checking the note. You took a breath and felt a little cold, but you didn't care, you had already started down the stairs, there was no turning back.

“Donna,” you said to get her attention, since the lady was distracted with her gift, at least until she saw you, abruptly getting up from the chair, with her eye wide open and her jaw dropped.

“Ma… ma…” she stammered as you approached with a sexy smile, moving your hips in an exaggerated way and running your hands along your bare waist. “Madonna…”

“Do you like it? This is my other gift and you know what? It's just for you…” you whispered as you approached, slightly separating your legs and moaning while purring. “What are you doing standing there? Come closer and unwrap it…”

She nodded, still open-mouthed, her body shaking, inadvertently bringing a hand to her dress, probably calming herself with a gentle grip between her legs.

“That's it, honey, look, there's a note for you,” you said when she was close enough, pointing to the small piece of paper you had strategically placed on one of your breasts.

Donna, without saying a word, reached out her trembling hand, maintaining heavy eye contact with you. You could hear her breathing, the unmistakable sign that it was a good idea. The lady in black turned her curious eye to the paper, reading the words you repeated in your mind.

I am your gift, Donna, enjoy it as you deserve, enjoy me as you like…

“(Y/N),” she said with a gasp, blinking, completely paralyzed.

Of course you already assumed that she would react like that, completely frozen, so your next step was to make her react.

With a slow step, pulling her hand, you approached the dining table, leaning back on it and separating your legs even further, letting your wetness peek out from behind the red ribbon.

“Mm, Donna... don't you want to play with your gift? You can take the wrapping away or tear it, but don't waste it.”

The lady's gaze darkened and a sinister smile appeared on a face as she approached, running a hand through the red ribbon before locking her eye with yours and finally reacting.

Donna began to kiss you in an extremely wild way, without thinking, without feeling anything other than pure lust in her body. Donna approached yours quickly, pressing herself while her hands pushed aside the ribbon of the gift and ran over your folds, wet with excitement.

“I'm in a hurry, (Y/N), I might spend my gift without much care,” she growled in your ear, releasing her trembling erection and caressing your entrance with it. “I suppose you'll be good, won't you? Will you be a good gift?”

“The best one,” you whispered, moaning at the contact, at the lack of delicacy of the lady as she introduced the tip roughly, moaning with burning desire. “Mm…”

She laughed, enjoying a moment of anticipation, the way your walls let her shaft slide little by little between them, entering completely with a quick thrust.

“Oh, Donna,” you moaned at the intrusion, throwing your head back, but being returned to its place by a strong tug of the doll maker in your hair.

“I want you to look at me, doll,” Donna hissed in your ear as her hands pulled your hips to the edge of the table, letting your body slowly get used to her erection. “That's it…”

Without saying another word, her hips began to move, thrusting into you with a wild fury that made you roll your eyes as your body let itself go, letting her hands manipulate it as she pleased, like a good gift.

Your body squeezed her, making her moan with erotic hisses while her body simply dedicated itself to taking you as she so longed, in a hurry, but enjoying the wet journey trough your walls.

“Così stretta… Così buono, (Y/N),” the brunette whispered in your ear, with a nervous gasp, staying as deep inside you as she could before pulling out and thrusting harder.

Donna was out of control, unable to take a moment to kiss or say that she loved you.

Once again, the pleasure was so great that you didn't stop to think about those things, just to enjoy her desperate, almost animalistic movements, her hands scratching your skin, dragging your body until your were almost in the air, without stopping, without pausing, without having any intention of controlling herself.

“Donna, Donna, I'm going to...” you said, overwhelmed by the movements, maintaining eye contact as much as you could, the sight of your lover taking you in a rough and possessive way, of the quick movements of her body, enveloped by an obscene and wet sound.

The lady in black definitely didn't have time to think things over and, with a guttural growl, she released herself inside you, leaning into your body as her legs trembled and her hot seed covered your excited walls, squeezing her at the same time due to your discreet orgasm.

“Donna, it was…” you said, catching your breath, moving that annoying ribbon aside and caressing the cheek of the agitated lady, who looked up with a dark shadow in her eye.

“It wasn't, (Y/N),” Donna hissed, moving away from you and letting her release run down your legs. “This isn't over. I have to enjoy my gift…”

“Oh,” you said amused, getting off the table and bringing your hand to her exhausted, but not completely relaxed erection. “What do you want your gift to do for you, my love?”

“So I can do whatever I want to you, right? Very well, la tua bocca, now,” she said sternly, with a wild look, pointing to the floor. “Come on, be a good doll…”

You nodded, also pulling on her lower lip and fulfilling her request, letting your knees rest on the wood while your hands went directly to her shiny shaft, stimulating it slowly, staining yourself with the remains of her release.

“I said your mouth, (Y/N),” Donna said, lifting your chin and guiding you where she wanted it, making your lips caress the tip before wrapping it completely.

You laughed satisfied by that overwhelming need, tasting Donna as your mouth ran over her erection, noticing how, little by little, it went harder between your lips. That was, definitely, the most exciting thing that had ever happened to you, you would have to do it more often.

“That's it... take it, doll...” Donna whispered, putting a hand on the bow of your head, using it as a method to manipulate you, to make you move quickly so your tongue didn't leave a single inch of her skin untouched.

She moaned at those small kisses you dared to give, at the way you sucked and released it, at the movement her erection made in your mouth when it was out of your lips with another curious sound.

Your tongue ran up and down her shaft, accompanying that subtle stimulation with your hand that moved to the rhythm of your mouth. For a moment you thought she would release herself like that, and imagining it made your legs wobble as you touched your own overstimulated wetness.

Apparently Donna had other plans.

“Get up,” she ordered you roughly, helping you and putting you against the table, face down, pulling your hips up and penetrating you without warning.

Synchronized moans filled the old mansion again as her hands squeezed your breasts and her hips crashed against yours. Your already wet walls welcomed her tireless erection again, adapting perfectly to that roughness, to the wild Donna, who became uncontrollable.

“My gift… la mia bambola,” the lady moaned, pressing your head against the wood as she took you relentlessly.

Of course, that new lustful act didn't last long either. That time Donna pulled out, letting your back be desecrated by her orgasm, almost as if, for a moment, she had some lucidity and thought about the consequences, something she didn't usually do.

“Well,” you said, letting the lady hug you, taking care of her relaxing kisses, as an apology for the way she claimed you. “Did you like your gift?”

“You've made me think about wanting to celebrate my birthday every year, (Y/N),” she said amused, brushing the hair off your sweaty forehead.

“Mm...” you murmured, stealing a tender kiss from her. “By the way, how old are you?”

“To answer that, bambola... I would need another gift like this...”

[honeytonedhottie]

a post on persistence⋆.ೃ࿔*:･💝

im super happy and excited to announce that this post is a collab with the AMAZINGG @pinkpigtailsprincess. we wanted to collab on this post and talk about PERSISTENCE in manifesting and how crucial it is when ur manifesting things.

HOW TO PERSIST ; persisting simply means reminding urself that u already have whatever it is that u want. when u persist, you decide what it is that u want and you STICK to it.

the oxford definition of persistence simply means to continue in an opinion or course of action in spite of difficulty or opposition.

your 3d literally has no choice but to catch up and reflect the new thoughts that ur thinking in ur 4d so just KEEP GOING. if ur gonna whine or complain every step of the way and think thoughts like "persisting is hard" or "theres lots of resistance/difficulty with manifesting" then thats what ur going to experience.

manifesting is easy, effortless, and instant. when u catch urself thinking thoughts that perpetuate the old story, remind urself that no matter what, whatever u persist in will harden into reality simply because it HAS to. stop getting in your own way!!

LIMITLESS > IMAGINATION ;

limitless definition; possesing power of an immeasurable rate a perfect way to describe your power your literally the god of your reality and you know you might think thats silly or “delusional” its so true though like ever since birth people are conditioned to believe that being negative is the more “logical” and “realistic” way to think than positive which is such a stupid revelation because all throughout life you meant to believe that you have to bring yourself down to earth about achieving something and that you’ll never have “” but that makes no sense seeing all of the extraordinary achievements that humans have done like

build rockets and do rocket science

walk on the moon

build the great wall of china

and so many others including the human body its self your cells in your body healing and protecting wounds and your organs being able to stay in the designated spot no matter what and you think “logic” actually matters?

everything in the human mind is projected i mean everything you use on a daily basis started off in the mind it all stems from imagination

DECISIONS ⭐️ ;

deciding is the final decision and the final outcome no matter what no questions asked like if you went too a sushi restaurant and ordered and decided that you want a shrimp tempura roll you will have the shrimp tempura roll no matter what concepts “if the concept of something can exist then that can be achieved no matter what”

literally something i think about alot and a direct quote from yours truly like most people do think that you can have something because its quote “unrealistic” or it “doesn’t exist” but if that were really the case than why is the concept of it allowed to prosper like if those things really didn’t exist then the concept of billionaires or superpowers and superheroes wouldn’t exist or even time travel everything single one of those things are a product of imagination!!!

YOUR THE ONLY POWER ;

alot of the times on loablr you see people say “you’re the only power” and “you don’t even need that method just imagination and that honestly just so real because if you really think about all of these methods ie: 48 hour challenge, 10k affirmations method etc.

and the void state those things also stemmed from that person’s imagination when you use those methods or use subliminals all your doing is giving it a smidge of your power the method is only powerful because your giving it that power in conclusion you and your imagination are the only things that matter !!

[huellitaa]

long list of little things to do for urself 🧸🎀🫶✨

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 1. wash ur bedding, towels, curtains, etc.

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 2. fill up ur shopping baskets on every site possible

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 3. clean out cosmetics and skincare

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 4. start a project of something you love

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ 5. browse cute pets to buy one day

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ 6. impulsively rearrange ur space

🩷𓂃 ࣪˖ 7. light some candles (if u arent deathly afraid of fire)

🐇𓂃 ࣪˖ 8. clean out your purse and every day bag

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 9. make a pillow fort

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 10. redo all ur playlists and clean them all out

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 11. lay on the floor and sing ur fav songs for 3 hours

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 12. make a recipe book (even if u cant cook)

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ 13. clean ur mirrors and windows

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ 14. write a debate about a topic you feel strongly on

🩷𓂃 ࣪˖ 15. create some art to go on ur walls

🐇𓂃 ࣪˖ 16. stick up some old photos or cute things and decorate ur walls

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 17. polish ur jewelry

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 18. write a huge essay on something you know nothing about

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 19. watch a virtual concert (youtube - tiny desk is v good!)

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 20. make urself a big fruit platter

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 21. read a parenting book and see how you can incorporate the tips mentioned into how u treat urself

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 22. mend ur old clothes or get someone to help u fix them

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 23. read a book w a flashlight and happy music under a blanket

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 24. host a tea party w ur plushies and old toys

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ 25. study ur horoscope for this month and how u can use it to ur advantage

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ 26. go thrifting and window shopping and take photos on ur phone of the things you want to create a visual wishlist

🩷𓂃 ࣪˖ 27. sort through ur books, cds, clothes, etc.; organise and throw out!

🐇𓂃 ࣪˖ 28. perform a concert in ur bedroom of ur fav album ever

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 29. dress up and create the most elaborate, unhinged outfits you possibly can

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 30. start a blog or site on something you care about

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 31. contemplate ur core philosophies and question what is the meaning of life and what you're living for

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 32. spend all day reading a random pdf book ur never gonna find again

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ 33. plan out ur dream wedding online

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ 34. fully examine ur body and make sure everything's working and looking fine

🩷𓂃 ࣪˖ 35. create outfits within a specific theme and try them on

🐇𓂃 ࣪˖ 36. go online shopping for clothes and make outfits w the things you find even if you don't like them

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 37. make a playlist of all the songs u used to love when you were younger

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 38. build a tower out of stationery or anything you can find and make it as tall as you can

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 39. take a picture of something ur grateful for wherever you go

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 40. live out ur daydreams on pinterest and make random boards of random lifestyles or dreams you have or are interested in

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ 41. organise ur digital storage like apps, google drive, documents, photos, desktop, games, consoles, etc.

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ 42. randomly set a reminder for somewhen in the future that you can think of saying that everything will be okay

🩷𓂃 ࣪˖ 43. have a park day without ur phone and make ur own entertainment

🐇𓂃 ࣪˖ 44. find ur enneagram number, do ur myers briggs test, study ur birth chart, find out more about urself bcuz ur the most important subject you could ever study

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ 45. write down ur biggest, wildest dreams with no bounds whatsoever

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ 46. attentively track ur moods for a day or a few; take note of how ur feeling every few hours, note it down and ask urself what impacts it to change and fluctuate

🫶🏻𓂃 ࣪˖ 47. educate urself in whats going on in the world right now

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ 48. learn about the history of ur home town

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ 49. create a list of all ur favourite things and rank them like cosmetics, perfumes, bands, foods, drinks, etc.

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ 50. make a music video playlist to play on ur tv

all my love... 💬🎀🫶🏻💗

[norizz-nation]

Ride it 🧡

Summary: Lando started to tone his abs a little bit more, which made you practically drool. So he kinda puts you in your place

Warnings: nsfw, daddy kink, blowjob, face fucking, spanking, pillow humping, spit kink, face slapping, light bdsm, choking, dacryphilia, 18+, age gap (reader is 19)

Lando and you were always the kind of couple who would fuck 7 times a week. There was no doubt to it. But nowadays it was more of a difficult game cuz Lando have been working out a lot, which made his abs even more toned. And u were loving it.

It was currently a lazy evening and u were on ur phone just scrolling. And lando was away from you, doing his work. He texted u saying that he will be back home in an hour but u didn’t check the message becuase u were too busy laying on ur bed with lights dim. Closing ur eyes and thinking abt lando. His hands all over ur body, his lips between ur thighs, his fingers spreading ur lips apart. Every single thought made u squirm more and more. With no other thought u started to touch urself. You pushed ur satin shorts down and dropped them to the floor and began to rub ur pussy in a slow pace. U closed ur eyes and imagined ur fingers as landos as u started to circle ur clit in a bit fast pace.

After circling ur pussy for a while u looked to ur side and grabbed lando’s pillow and sat on it. U could already feel ur heartbeat inside ur mouth. You threw ur head back as u kept on humping. The thought of landos thighs being the pillow made u wanna cum uncontrollably. You started to hump as fast as u can and grabbed the headboard for support. You were so close to cum. Your whole body starting to sweat. You were so caught up thtu didn’t even notice lando opening ur shared bedroom’s door. You kept on humping as u started to feel a knot inside ur stomach. You started to hump even more faster as u came on his pillow leaving white cum stains on the white pillow case.

You were abt to get down from ur high but u heard ur boyfriend from behind say “tht was good welcoming show, wasn’t it?” As he leaned on the doorframe looking at u with a smirk on his face. Although u guys were really comfortable with everything, still u were really embarrassed as ur face turned red. “Baby, how come u’re home early?” You rlly dont know why u asked him tht question.

“Just missed being with you” he said as he walked over u, standing on the edge of the bed. “But didn’t expect to get a show in front of me, didn’t i tell u to not touch urself when im away?” U were to dumbfounded to say anything so u just nodded. He came closer to u squeezing ur face to look at him. “What is it? Dont just nod ur head. Say words. Use tht pretty mouth baby” the way he was looking at u, u could tell tht tonight was gonna be long. U gulped before saying “yes daddy, u told me not to touch myself whn u’re away.” “And wht did u do?” His grip was getting tighter. U were just silent and he placed a tight slap on ur cheek which burned ur skin. “Wht tf takes u so long to answer huh? Are u trying to test my patience? Answer me. Wht did u do?”

U could feel tears forming and u said “i touched myself evn tho u told me not to” u couldn’t evn look at him. He thn cupped ur face and made u look at him and said “and u even humped on my pillow, ure not evn wearing any bra.” As he grabbed ur left tit and pinched ur nipple hard tht made u squeal. “Tell me wht were u thinking abt?”

U could feel ur whole body burn “i was imagining riding u.” Hearing tht he raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What else?” U barely managed to say “ur abs makes me wanna ride u for hours” he thn smirked again. “Well thn ride me.” Ur eyes widened. Not sure wht to say. Lando removed his t-shirt and jogger and layed comfortably with just his boxers. Tht sight made u wet instantly. The view in front of u was everything u wanted. “Remove tht top baby” u did as he said and dropped it on the floor.

U started to palm his dick but he grabbed ur wrist and said “use ur pretty mouth baby. without ur hands.” His words made ur jaw drop. He then spread ur mouth more with his fingers.

U were trying ur best to suck him without ur hands. But it was quite hard. And ur mouth was getting dry and u sorta chocked. Thn he grabbed ur face and said “open it more” and spitted inside ur mouth and now it was kinda easy for u. U started to bop ur head more faster as he grabbed ur hair and started face fucking u which made ur eyes teary. U were tugging ur nails on his thighs bec it was too much for u.

“Just breathe trough ur nose, ik u can take it baby. Be a good girl, okay?” He thn continued face fucking u. Just whn u felt his dick twitching he pulled u away from his dick. “Come on baby ride me. Fulfill ur fantasy.”

U slowly place urself on top of him and started touching his toned abs. Running ur fingers over thm. Practically drooling. U started slowly moving up and down his dick feeling so full. Tears rolling down ur cheeks. His one hand was choking u and the other one was on ur waist guiding u. “Thts it baby, dont stop okay?” U could just nod. “I feel so full daddy. Im g-gonna c-cum” he then spanked ur ass and said “oh yeah? Already? But we just started”

U we’re literally crying atp. “Please daddy let me cum, i cant hold it any longer.” He started guiding ur ass as he said “cum baby, cum all over my cock” u were literally seeing stars in front of u as u came all over his dick. “Who do u belong to huh?” He asked grabbing ur face placing a light slap. “You daddy, ofc u.”

“Thts a good girl, now get on ur knees.” U got on ur knees as he face fucked u. “Oh baby im gonna cum.” U were looking up at him with heart eyes as he came inside ur mouth and u swallowed all of them. “Such a good girl.” He said as he brushed his thumb on ur lips, as u smiled.

“I love u baby”

“I love u too daddy”

A/N: requests are open! feel free to ask what you want me to write! luv you ❤️

[whyse7vn]

MISS YOU -

[ !fwb jhs pjm ksj jjk kth x reader ]

HOSEOK -

hobi: hi

y/n: ur texting me before 5pm should i be scared rn….

hobi: i miss you

y/n: oh i’m terrified

hobi: can’t a man simply miss his girl???

y/n: i’m shaking in my boots dni

and ur girl???

shut the hell up

hobi: i miss you

y/n: STOP

this is really weird

hobi: ok i’m never being nice again

y/n: 💜

hobi: i lied i’m just a nice guy at heart

i miss you my pretty little petal 💘

y/n: this is a new low for you hoseok

hobi: i told you about saying my name

i’m trying to be sweet to u rn

not horny

y/n: our relationship is literally built on being horny wtf are you talking about

hobi: do you miss me

say yes if yes and no if yes

y/n: ok that is real unfair

hobi: yes or no

no jungkook

y/n: speaking to you before 5pm truly feels illegal

hobi: i talk to you before 5pm

like all the time

don’t make me look bad rn

we literally work together

i talk to you all the time???????????

y/n: u sound like ur trying to convince urself you talk to me

hobi: I LITERALLY DO STOP LYING

y/n: ok yeah you do but you only message me to fuck after 5pm

hobi: i never said i wanted to fuck?????

y/n: so you don’t want to fuck??

hobi: ok yes

y/n: knew it

hobi: yeah whatever

BUT

i just thought i would try and be a sweet loving man for u

y/n: well don’t do it again

freaked me the hell out

hobi: u wanna be my girlfriend so bad i’m gonna throw up

y/n: ???????????

hobi: ok sorry

y/n: freak

hobi: miss ur pussy on my face

y/n: i’m literally blocking you

ur so gross

hobi: ok wtf

how do i win in this life

cant be sweet

cant be explicit

HOW DO I WIN

y/n: ask to fuck nicely

hobi: may i please indulge in the sexual intercourse with you at 1400 hours

y/n: and normally

hobi: can we fuck in like 20 minutes

in my studio preferably

pls and thanks 😝

y/n: sure

hobi: TURN UPPP

that was really easy

y/n: did you just call me easy?????????

hobi: NO??????

y/n: you definitely did

hobi: NONONONO

i’m just saying like normally i’d have to beg a little

ur kind of a sadist like that

anyways

you didn’t make me beg today

dare i say

dot dot dot

ur stating to fall in love with me wink

y/n: did you just type out dot dot dot and wink???

hobi: say yes if yes and no if yes

y/n: stop breathing

hobi: hard

and no not by shinee

this one is by hoseok

but WAIT

(no dino)

if we think about it is by you

hard by you

wink lol

y/n: ur so fucking lame it’s unreal

JIMIN -

jimin: miss you

wanna kiss you so bad

y/n: personally i wanna fuck

jimin: …

is it really that hard to act like you were loved as a child for even a little bit

y/n: all i’m hearing rn is you don’t want to fuck

ur LAME

jimin: do you not miss me back?

y/n: next question

jimin: do you miss me???

y/n: purple

pull ur dick out

jimin: i’m getting real upset

what if i cry rn

y/n: lowkey

jimin: stop talking

y/n: it WOULD be real hot

jimin: …

i’m trying to be cute and love on u rn

y/n: gross

love on ur girlfriend or something

jimin: ur my girlfriend

y/n: i’m ur girl friend you fuck sometimes

the big space was on purpose btw

if you didn’t get that

jimin: ok fuck????

i get it

so like do you fr not miss me back or what?

y/n: for someone who said they get it ur not acting like you get it

jimin: i get it

y/n: get a guitar

jimin: what

y/n: riize

jimin: rise?

y/n: talk saxy

jimin: tf are u talking about

y/n: ur so annoying

jimin: can you say you miss me back

y/n: no!

jimin: i’m gonna stop fucking you

y/n: ok

jimin: ok i lied but were you scared for a second

y/n: not really

jimin: ok idc

y/n: who is ur riize bais

mine is shotaro

he’s a real cuite

jimin: mine is i miss you jimin

y/n: i’m not saying i miss you

jimin: why not?

y/n: why?

jimin: because you miss me???

y/n: i saw you last week??

jimin: LAST WEEK

oh my chest hurts

the walls are caving in

y/n: are you done

jimin: should we just make it official

y/n: if ur this annoying and a fuck buddy i don’t even want to imagine what ur like as a boyfriend

jimin: better

y/n: i doubt that!

jimin: let’s find out challenge go!!!!

y/n: i do NOT consent

jimin: hello girlfriend do you miss me like i miss you????????

y/n: i’m gonna start fucking joon

jimin: say sike

that’s not funny at ALL

say sike rn

HELLO???????????????

SAY SIKE Y/N

IM SO FR SAY SIKE

SEOKJIN -

jin: miss you

y/n: ☠️☠️☠️☠️

just send that to jimin

he’s laughing at you

jin: wtf is ur problem

y/n: why are you messaging me during works hours??

jin: cuz i missed you???

yeah i said missed

not miss

cuz fuck you

you made me look weak in front of jimin

you bitch

y/n: what if i said i missed you too?

jin: ofc you miss me

that was a given

i was just letting you know the feeling was mutual

y/n: that’s crazy cuz i don’t miss you at all

jin: ????

are you proposing to me rn?

y/n: ?get a grip

jin: need you here rn

y/n: i’m trying to work

jin: ok?? idk what that has to do with anything

y/n: i’m working

jin: are we role playing??

y/n: no.

jin: omg i was just kidding lighten up a bit geez

pretty girl i miss you

no even joking

y/n: pic with tears or ur lying

jin: you make missing you not fun at all

y/n: is missing ur fuck buddy supposed to be fun??

jin: we’re still calling it that?

y/n: ??

jin: it’s fine

i’ll indulge you and ur games

y/n: LMAOOO ???

ur age is really showing

talking like a fucking vampire

jin: yeah yeah

what time do you finish

y/n: in exactly an hour

jin: i’ll pick you up

will bring the nice car and everything

y/n: all ur cars are nice

jin: i know

just wanted to hear you say it

y/n: eat the rich i say!

jin: i’ll let you eat me

let’s go bite for bite

y/n: jimin would have a field day with that

jin: i don’t want to talk about jimin while i’m seducing you thank you very much

y/n: ur seducing me??

jin: yeah

you couldn’t tell?

y/n: no?

jin: ur lying

y/n: maybe i am

jin: that’s what i thought

y/n: maybe i’m not

jin: you are

y/n: but what if i’m not

jin: no you are

y/n: am i?

jin: shut up

it’s like nice when you just don’t talk

and stop pretending you hate me

y/n: hate is a strong word

jin: so you love me?

y/n: love is a strong word

jin: fuck you

y/n: YOU WISH

jin: not true

y/n: IS THAT YOU OUTSIDE??????

WAVE IF THATS YOU

OH MYGOD YOU WAVED

THATS YOU

UR OUTSIDE

jin: i’m outside

y/n: ??????? HOW

jin: god knows

y/n: i said an hour

jin: an hour is too long dont you think :/

y/n: UGH

men

YOU MAKE ME SICK

give me 5

JUNGKOOK -

jk: come see me

y/n: ??LMAOOSODOFIDIFJFNDJJDJDJDJ SJDJDJDNDNDNDNNDNFNFNFNFNFNNDNDNFNFNFNFNFNFNFNNFNFNFNFNNFCJ

jk: ok i’m sorry i though you would find that really sexy and cool

y/n: that was really funny

imagined you saying that in real life LMSKDKKDF

THATS SO FUNNT WLMSKDODOFIFJFJFJFJFN

wow ur really silly

jk: i miss you

like so much

y/n: do you miss ME or do you miss fucking me

jk: is this a trick question?

y/n: not at all

jk: both?

y/n: are you sure

cuz you don’t sound sure

jk: it’s a trick question

y/n: i’m telling you it’s not

jk: if i say i miss fucking you ur gonna think i’m just using you for sex and that i’m horrible person that should die

but if i say i miss you ur gonna think i’m a stupid idiot loser who can’t control his feelings and should kill himself

y/n: is this u projecting rn??

jk: can i come over please

y/n: answer my question first

jk: i did !!!! i said both

y/n: you said

“both?”

jk: ok now i’m saying both!!!!

y/n: your just saying cuz you want to come over

so you miss fucking me

i see

jk: NO

well yes

bUT LIKE NOT JUST THAT I MISS YOu

LIKE YOU

as A PERSON

your smile

your voice

your like overall presence???

y/n: why is everything a question with you

stand on business kook

jk: you make me second guess everything

IM SO NERVOUS LEAVE ME ALONE

y/n: okay let’s not shout now

jk: ok i’m sorry

i’m really sorry

hey i’m sorry

y/n: guys i think he’s sorry

jk: guys??? who is there? don’t tell me it’s yoongi he’ll bully me

y/n: you want come over?

jk: so bad

y/n: ok

but you have to pay me in like

JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FUCK YOU JUST SENT ME 50K???/!/£:’dn

jk: you said pay

y/n: I DIDN’T FINISH MY SENTENCE??????

jk: oh

my fault

i’m sorry

i’m really sorry

you can keep it

for rainy day or something?????

carry on what were you saying??

i didn’t mean to interrupt

y/n: wow ok um i was just gonna say tteokbokki or something

jk: with cheese right?

you like it with cheese yeah?

i’ll come over and make it for you i’ll head to the store rn

anything else???

y/n: ummm no

jk: ok i can start making my way right?

y/n: yeah…

jk: cool ok see you soon

y/n: cool

cool wow yeah cool

that’s cool

wtf just happened

TAEHYUNG -

14 miss calls from tae

tae: throbbing rn

y/n: it’s 3 am what the fuck is wrong with you

and throbbing?????????

you

nvm

i don’t even want to finish my sentence

jump of a bridge cut ur dick off idc leave me alone

tae: i miss you

y/n: no shit

tae: told my parents were engaged

y/n: convinced all you do all day is pop percs and take punches to the head

tae: you can give me head

i miss ur head

and you ig

but like ur head 😍

meow

y/n: meow???

tae: MEOWWWWWWWW

y/n: what do you want??

it’s 3 am

tae: head???

like

are you stupid

wasn’t i clear enough

ACTUALLY NO WAIT

i miss you🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

what did nct say that one time

girl your my favourite 😋😍💗

y/n: i should call mark

tae: OMG YEAH

you think he’ll sing a bit for us

GIRL UR MY FAVOURITEEEEE

wait no???????

wtf

don’t call mark

are you sick

are you out of ur mind

i just called you my favourite and now ur calling mark?????

y/n: puka puka pow pow 💚

tae: ok but i said i miss you

y/n: k

tae: me missing you

like that’s what’s happening rn

ME missing YOU

do you understand

y/n: yess thank you ur so kind !🌷💞💘

tae: ??????

say it back maybe

y/n: no thanks!

tae: okay lol

the more you deny my love

y/n: yuck

tae: ok never interrupt me again

or we WILL have issues

y/n: are you talking to me rn…

tae: NO LMAO WHAAAATTT i must of forgot where i was for a second why would i ever threaten my beautiful amazing queen

y/n: ok not too much

tae: love you!

y/n: ur making me sick gonna throw up

tae: i’ll catch it

with my hands

y/n: stop

tae: eat it if you want me too

y/n: you lack serious amounts of self respect and it’s extremely worrying

tae: will you give me head

y/n: only if you never speak ever again

tae: ohmygod literally call me ariel babe like you give me head and my voice box will literally melt out my body

NO WORDS

ever again NO JOKE

y/n: the way you lie so easily is kinda scary

tae: i’m not lying

okay I AM lying but like how am i supposed to call you at 3 am and beg you to come over if i can’t speak

y/n: that’s the point!

tae: ummmmm

that’s mean

like you would so miss my voice if i didn’t have one

y/n: if you didn’t have a voice how could i miss it if you never had one???

tae: what

y/n: like ur saying if you NEVER had i voice i would miss it

but i can’t miss it if i’ve never heard it before

tae: that logic is stupid cuz ur saying you can’t miss things you’ve never had

y/n: you can’t

tae: i miss our wedding night

y/n: shut up

tae: throbbing

you make me throb

THROBBING ❤️

y/n: shut up shut up shut UP

tae: totally random pov ur boyfriend calls you 700 times and messages you at 3 am telling you he’s throbbing and is offering himself to you on a silver plater fuck the the knife and fork he wants it messy

what you doing in that situation??

y/n: sending a swat team to his address

tae: i’m your boyfriend???

y/n: ?

tae: YOU BASICALLY SAID IM YOUR BOYFRIEND

THIS IS A WIN

THIS IS A WIN

OH MY GOD A WIN

WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN

I WIN

OHMYGOD I WIN

i win

ohmYGODDDD

i would like to thank yeontan and my parents and hybe and son heung min for this win

i owe it all to you guys

i promise to keep working hard

and never let any of you down i’m just so extremely grateful

and i just wanna add that

SMS ERROR: The phone number you are trying to reach is no longer in service!

tae: gf so crazy like 🤭

—

yessss this was half a draft for the first fwb work i did so if you see any similarities that’s why but this is also half a request cuz somone asked me to make a fwb piece about them missing you but i lost the little ask thingy i’m so sorry don’t shoot me ALSO obviously all the members aren’t here cuz this was a scrap but then i was like omg this is too silly to throw away so i posted here hope you like >.<

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[austronauts]

we need to talk about mitch’s interview on 32 thoughts can u please gather around

first of all mitch sounds so congested it’s no wonder he’s always sneef snorfing

i’ve never heard mitch sound more articulately authoritative than when talking about the evolution of building in fortnite (also jeff and elliotte enthusiastically guffawing in reaction to mitch talking about fortnite LIKE THEY HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HE MEANS lmao)

apparently the leafs teammate he plays the most video games with is RYAN REAVES. for about an hour and a half after leafs games to unwind. REAVO. and MITCH. mitch also made sure to point out that reavo has TWO KIDS and is a busy father bc of course he did. “this busy working father of two still makes time after a long grueling workday for me :3” mitchell marner do u hear urself?

also u know how uncles hate mitch bc he plays video games and wears hats and hits the griddy instead of benching testosterroni pizza at the gym to get swole, and they had hopes that reavo would bully mitch into growing tf up and being a MAN - well. the reavo in question is dialed in on CoD with mitch marner rn taking out NPC’s. lol and lmao even

mitch mentions zeus so many times like. so many times. he also takes the time to explain “zeus, my chocolate lab” as if every human and dog in canada don’t already know mitch’s dog is a chocolate lab named zeus.

he mentions his dog so much i got confused when mitch started talking about “the dogg” aka nathan mackinnon bc i was like wait zeus did what now

his story about him and nate at biosteel camp had me GIGGLING bc you can so see nate doing exactly this: “i skated with [nate] at biosteel camp a couple of yrs ago. i didn't make a play to him & you would've thought it was an olympic gold medal game based on how he was talking to me on the bench. i was like 'nate. we're sitting here at this camp. what do you want me to do?’”

obviously i know mitch and nate are fond of each other (the dynamics of which in itself are so funny to me)

but i just love how nate has been like: ohhhh tiny nerdy mitch i wish i could kidnap him and take him to colorado what a great little marns

and then mitch is like: that man is insane!! he yelled at me!!!!!!!

mitch got all modest and shy when asked what it would be like to be on a line with nate representing canada in the olympics and demurred like “ohhhh gosh 🥹🥺 well first i have to make the team and it would just be an HONOUR to be chosen for such a thing 🥹🥺 im just little ole me” like…first of all ok girl we all know ur gonna be there

[v7lgar]

talk to me abt bitchkiller fucking nasty please

they always horny while the other isn't in the mood and it pisses barty off and makes sirius angry that it pisses barty off lmaooo he is like so u just wanna fuck me. and barty is like... fuck yeah i wanna fuck u tf u mean?? JDHJWJXJSJDJD

they fucking argue so much bcuz they're kinda alike and so diff in some sense and sirius is like comparing himself to regulus and he gets angry at barty bcuz he lets him compare and barty is like... i did not say anything abt ur brother!! and sirius is like BUT I KNOW U ARE THINKING IT!! HDHHSJDHD they're hilarious and mind u this convo happens when barty is in deep balls inside of sirius and they're doing it missionary but every time they're face to face they end up arguing abt smth ridiculous and barty ends up turning sirius over and fuck him so hard that sirius has no time to whine and argue abt anything and he just fucking moans like a whore and barty gets rile up bcuz a moment ago u are whining and bitching but look at u now. stretching around my cock and pushing urself to me. lemme watch that pretty hole of urs swallow my cock. take it like a good boy. oh u don't wanna be a good boy? fine u are still a whore that loves to get fucked as if u are not gagging for it.

they end up fucking hours and hours and barty gets so mean to him that sirius is like. holy fucking shit. no one ever treated me this way and i can't stop cumming. turns out he needed to be treated like this get fucked like a ragdoll bcuz barty is the only person who slaps him w hard facts and doesn't feel like he has to be nice to sirius just bcuz they're fucking. i mean imo barty has this crush on sirius forever but sirius made it so difficult to barty that being nice to him now barty is angry and horny and he wants to own sirius but he knows sirius isn't emotionally available and god knows he isn't either but like. sometimes he looks at sirius and he is in awe and can't believe he gets to touch him but it's always pushing and pulling w them and it's never easy. the only thing is easy abt them is when they fuck bcuz they click so good and the tension is fucking there and barty knows which buttons to push and he isn't afraid to give what sirius actually wants and sirius is like. this man does NOT give a fuck abt me but the way he fuck me so good i might let him rail me to the end of time even if it means fighting w each other for the rest of their intercourse lmfaooo

i think the only time they let themselves be nice to each other even if it means just a little bit is when they're both sleepy and they can't keep themselves from touching each other and they don't wanna bicker and fight they just want to... hold each other and sleep and never question it

[mossyvil]

soft thoughts coming right up!! rook with a lover who is a really good listener.. he has no issue talking about his interests for hours on end even if it’s to a bored audience but i think he’d appreciate his s/o’s actively asking questions and being genuinely interested in the latest thing he’s yapping about. he didn’t have anyone to share his interests with until he met vil in their 1st year at nrc and i get so emotional thinking about it.. rook please tell me every tiny detail of your magazines and infodump about this one frame in your favorite movie :’(

(also i hope it isn’t covid! 😭 take care of urself !!)

unfortunately the covid found me :( i’ve never had it before but it’s kicking my ass so badly rn

rook is such a yapper!!! whenever he’s with you it’s like all his thoughts go directly out of his mouth without thinking first so you just have a constant rook monologue. once you start asking him questions about what he’s talking about it’s OVER for you, rooks love just went up by 100 he’s smitten. no one’s ever been that interested in what he’s talking about so you actually taking the time to make conversation about it is so special to him 🥹

he’s also a big movie fan, but it’s more on the cinematography part. he loves how everything comes together to make the scene beautiful and that every person on set has a job to do. if there’s one scene he really likes he pauses it while you’re watching and starts telling you about how he thinks they did it. he’s so cute when he rambles tho so at least you get to see that if you aren’t super interested