#mhh...mm

[carryoncastiel]

[medicinemane]

I don't know, I get tired of a lot of positivity

Like yes yes, the world's wonderful and I'm so strong or whatever generic thing is being said (because it's always so generalized to the point of meaningless), but you know shit is what it is, and the only way forward is with changes I manage to make... which you're not helping with at all

And as for like... my internal mood, I'm deeply isolated, sorry if hollow platitudes don't sooth the gaping maw inside me

It is what it is, and I probably get my shit together enough to do stuff like teach out of my basement like I'd like, it's just I believe that I'll be alone in a crowd like I've always been

But positivity... I just... I kinda get sick of it. There's this guy on youtube I watch who talks about economics stuff, he's recently started doing positivity and... I just fucking know his personality enough where it's like sorry mate but I'm not interested in hearing you spout Secret light kinds off drivel

...I don't know, I suppose it boils down to this

One, I can barely fucking take in positive things said directly to me, about me. Generalizations don't help even a little... I'm a mess, I'd really like someone to toss me a life preserver instead of always tossing confetti at me while I struggle to stay afloat... doesn't help

Two, the world is a terribly imperfect place, and rather than taking a mentality of "everything will work out", I think it's important to acknowledge that sometimes good people live alone, die alone, and they never got the break they needed and slowly bled out

I think it's worth knowing that if you can't step in and help yourself, then maybe no help'll come at all

...I don't know, I suppose in the end the core of what I'm saying is a lot of positivity seems like self help tier stuff and... I get tired of that, and I see so many good people struggling and... eh... either I can at least come in and say something positive custom fit to them, or I can keep my mouth shut

Just fucking let me rot. Help or let me fester on my own, you know?

I got rid of the trailer, I maybe did something like cleaning though I can't tell... at what point will my pace on trying to make things better be good enough for people, and I'll be able to stop having people tell me to fix my life... as if I hadn't thought of that already

...everyone means well, it's just tiring

[mackintosh-buccaneer]

Life is shit at the moment but at least I can make mulled tea

[astralnymphh]

thinking about painslut!ellie who likes getting scratched up by long nails.. ✮

nothing— and i punctuate nothing, compares to the painful bliss of feeling nails as whetted as a great white's jaw of knives tear red valleys into her shoulder blades. hell, ellie encourages you to mark up her back. not necessarily by words, though. a sort of fucking frenzy will kick in, and she'll embolden those claws to bite with her hips, rolling on yours, dragging her soppy folds all over your cunt. ellie angles herself in various ways; draws her groin under yours to hump your clit directly, positions and splays her pretty bush as she bounces on your bud, plasters her pussy full–on and circles the skin 'round. an unorthodox aim to get you wailing, "yyesss ellie!" as you cum against her puffy pussy and straightaway, without hesitation tracing your fingertips up her supple, dry–scored skin, you dip pressure beneath the jut of her shoulder blades and shred the flesh. "fuck! fuuck!" els' winces to your ear, growlish on the lobe as she nips it, "yeah, make me fucking bleed baby, fuckin' bleed." almost knurling her back into your clawing palms, seizing and clenching up her rump on your cunt as her cum spills lubricous and frothy inside your pussy lips, hiking herself up just so you could visual the honeyed webs keeping you two connected. "hurts so good, mhmm, so fucking.." but she is nay of breath and hazy of her heart and eye, the added zap to her climaxing core and the throbbing affliction of fresh crimson dashes oozing tiny beads of blood, sanguineous delight, offering of the pale mistress moon— has her merry to pass out. collapsing, her orangey sweat breasts fall to yours and squish like two pancakes, damp waist laying next, and lastly her chin hooking a home upon the nook of your neck, parting breaths she longs to not be livened of soon enough. "thank you.. thank y' thank— mhh, thank you." ellie recites a push of praises through your collarbone, her hand draped limp on your bicep wiping it's thumb so gentle with care, the ghostly graze dithers your brain a second— a moment you skip and fuzz the realization of a warm drip streaming on your rib during, the grasp of what that dribble was hitting you like a brick. "ellie, ur' back— y'need to.. huhh.. band-aid.." exhausted, little heaves clog your throat through the words, but ellie slacks her head up and renders them useless regardless, "mh–mm, it's fine. don't need 'em tonight." she gauzes your light worries in a tone that sifts through you, relaxes you, crafts you a reason to wonder 'why bother', and lie there lackadaisical as her kisses pepper cold on searing skin, a dozing meadow under the twilight sky of her sleepy gaze and in her arms like earth crust and soil fertile. sprouting in you a drug–like miasma that eats your thoughts and lulls your physical senses into a numb horizon, the last thing perceptible is the wash of air above you and a weighted thump beside you, leading you to believe ellie had bet on falling asleep as well, happy as a parakeet with liquid–iron proof of her bloody lovemaking flowing like a waterfall of bitterness down her back.

however, that proof had leaked and dotted the bedsheet come virgin daylight, adding one more thing to the laundry basket. ౨ৎ

[celestie0]

𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂 𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝗈 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 | 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾 [𝟣𝟪 +]

𝖽𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾

ᰔ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 (𝖿)

ᰔ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒. 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌.

ᰔ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌/𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗌. 𝟣𝟪+, 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍, 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗌𝗌-𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂

ᰔ 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌. 𝟫𝟦𝟤 (𝗅𝗂𝗅 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾)

𝖺/𝗇. 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗈𝗃𝗂.

you and toji hardly have any moment to yourselves these days. by the time you’re finished cleaning up after dinner and toji’s done feeding megumi his dino chicken nuggets before eventually getting him to sleep, you’re both exhausted and can barely make it through the bedtime routine before falling limp onto your shared bed. it had been maybe longer than a week since you’ve both had any sort of intimacy, but tonight it seemed like the two of you had a little bit of energy to spare.

“mmmph…” you moan, hand gripping at the fabric of toji’s shirt. you were on top of him, lazily laying with your cheek pressed to his clothed chest, as he’s thrusting his hips up and fucking you agonizingly slowly with his strong hands grabbing at the flesh of your ass. he had your panties pulled to the side and silk nightgown bunched up over your hips. “love it…love it, toji…” you’re drawling, head tucked into the crook of his neck, his chin resting on top.

you feel his chest rumble with a noise. “yeah? really missed…fucking your tight little cunt, baby,” he’s groaning, giving you a firm pinch to the side of your hip that makes you gasp. you’re practically drooling on his chest, causing a damp spot on his shirt that’s soaking through to his skin. “wish i could just use you like this all day long. my little fuck doll.”

“mm you can...you can use me like this all day long,” you’re mumbling the permission, moving your hips to get some speed on toji’s thrusts but he draws his hand back and gives you a harsh slap to your ass.

“calm down. and i can’t, since you’re always so fuckin’ busy with megumi during the day,” he grumbles as he lifts your hips up so he’s almost entirely out of you, save for the tip, and then slowly pushes you back down onto him again. you’re almost crying.

“toji…cum in me. cum in me please,” you’re begging, grasping at his shirt until it’s wrinkled and ruined, trying to wiggle your hips free of his harsh grasp so you can bounce on him but he won’t budge.

“anytime i’m in you, it’s always ‘cum in me cum in me’ right away. when'd you get so impatient?” he starts to shallowly pump into you. “let me just fuck you for a damn minute,” he’s groaning, “needy little whore.”

you gasp, lifting your head up to look at him with narrowed eyes, and slap at his chest. “don’t call me that.” you hated when he called you a whore. slut was fine, but whore made your skin crawl.

his chest rumbles with a deep chuckle. “but isn’t that what you are? look at yourself, droolin’ all over me like a puppy. i’m hardly doing anything.”

you moan when he wraps his arms around your waist and starts to fuck upwards more decisively. “god, toji…d-doesn’t matter, mhh, i'm not a...whore.” you fall limp on top of him again, shamelessly doing no work at all in pursuit of your own pleasure as he lazily fucks you with no urgency.

“whatever you say, sweet thing,” he says and presses a kiss to the crown of your head when he hears you whimper. 

“t-toji…” you’re moaning, “will you give me another baby?” 

he lets out a confused huh? in-between his grunting and groaning as he pumps into you faster. “the fuck do you mean, ‘another baby’? the fact i’m fuckin’ you right now is a god given miracle considering that brat’s somehow sleeping through the night so far.” he slows down his pace again, making you squirm in his hold. “and yet you wanna have another one?”

you nod and look up at him from his chest. he looks down at you, his face strained from the pleasure but there’s a softness in his eyes. “mm…yea, i want more babies, toji.” you look at him with a helpless pout as you reach a hand up to cup his face. “put a baby in me. please?”

he’s groaning and you feel him twitch inside of you, his head falling back onto the pillow as his arms that were wrapped around your waist hold you to him even closer and he starts fucking up into you relentlessly. you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your moans and vaguely register the profanities falling from his mouth until he’s shaking underneath you and his thrusts turn sloppy when you feel his warm cum spilling into you. you gasp from each harsh jut of his hips, and then he’s coming down from the high and breathing heavily. your upper body rises with his chest from every deep breath he takes as you lay on him.

“fuck…” he says it like he’s surprised. “don’t ever beg for me to put a baby in you ever again, unless you’re looking to raise a damn village. i don’t have that kind of self control.”

you smile up at him and give him a kiss on his chin, noticing his stubble. “flip me over please, hafta keep your cum in me for a bit.”

“shhh” he’s hissing at you, his mind going insane at the thought, then flipping you over and pulling out of you. and then there’s a quiet & gentle knock at the door. you both widen your eyes at each other before toji’s hiding you underneath the sheets and pulling his pajama pants up just in time for when the door cracks open, megumi’s little arm stretched up to reach the door handle as he stands at the entrance with his stuffed animal clutched in his other arm.

“daddy, i frew up.”

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𝖺/𝗇. 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽! 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗈𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗅.

[shomixremix]

Sitting in his lap ♡︎

i need more Genshin fluff/smuf, lol, and I know I should really write for someone other than Neuvi and Wrio but they are my current hyperfixation sooo here's more of them ig

oh also alhaitham's and neuvillette's are kinda simmilar sorryyy

tags: Alhaitham, Ayato, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Zhongli, female reader, fluff, cuddling, smut, implied smut, cockwarming

-> your hardworking boyfriend has to deal with your incredible need for his hold, having no choice but to place you on his lap.

reqs open ♡︎ | minors DNI

-> alhaitham

the silence in the room was deafening. as the acting grand sage, alhaitham was always busy, which you, as his girlfriend, understood. but you hated it.

you couldn't disrupt him, of course, always competing with some book for his attention. archons, it certainly didn't help how good he looked when he worked. emerald eyes focused and sharp, eyebrows slightly furrowed, a small frown on his face. fuck, he was hot.

"..'tham? are you gonna be done soon?"

his eyes never leaving the book he was going through, he shook his head: "not yet. i have a lot more work here."

you pouted, feeling a bit neglected. alhaitham promised you he'd give you all his attention the second he finished with work. which was never, apperently. sick and tired of his neglect, you decide to take matters into your own hands. trotting comfortably to him, you sit back on his knees facing him and wrap arms around his neck.

"is something the matter, y/n?"

you nuzzle your head in the crook of his neck, sighing deeply. not only did he look good, he smelt good, too. like freshly cut grass and the sumeru rose. knowing it's going to awake a reaction in him, you press a peck on the pulsepoint of his pale neck.

"no. just missed you, 'tham"

his breath hitches in his throat as you kiss his neck, palms closing the book he was holding to wrap around your waist.

"....mm, missed you too, love. i suppose my research can wait a little"

-> ayato

"shhh, little one... they will all hear if you keep moaning like that. you need to be quiet for me, precious."

your fiancé hushed in your ear as you squirmed and whined on his lap. a meeting in the yashiro commission was ongoing in the next room, and the paper thin walls certainly weren't helping. but, sweet Raiden Shogun, how could you possibly ever keep quiet when you were sat right on the commissioner's dick?!

"mhh.. mmmph! ohh.. ayato.. p-please.."

you whine through a whisper, begging for movement. cockwarming the blue-haired man as he worked seemed like a great idea at first, but now you realize it was, indeed, not. ayato warned you that no matter how much you begged, he wouldn't be able to fuck you, yet here you were, still begging.

"you look so adorable like that, precious. yet, you know well that i can't give you what you want. so please, be quiet. you don't want the rest of the yashiro commission to know what a pretty cockslut you are, hm?"

you nod in agreement, resting your head on his shoulder with another whine. your pussy was spasaming around his length, desparately trying to give yourself the pleasure he was denying you. oh, you could feel him pulsing inside you, revealing that he was as desparate as you were - something you would never be able to tell from his calm and collected expression.

"please, ayato... i need- ohh!" you beg, yet he interrupts you with a harsh thrust, bouncing you slightly on his lap.

you were edged for hours and already at the brink of your high, so his thrust immediately pushed you over the edge. you reach your high, biting down on his shoulder in order to stop yourself from making any noise.

ayato chuckled at your behavior, pressing a light kiss to your temple.

"there, there, little one. shh... finishing after such a long time must have tired you out. rest on my shoulder now, precious, and we can continue this once i'm finished with work."

-> neuvillette

"neuvi, love, will you be done any time soon?"

you ask impatiently, laying down on one of the sofas in neuvillette's office in the palais mermonia. you understood very well he was the busiest man in all of fontaine, and yet... you wanted him to choose you over work just once. just once! was it really so wrong and selfish of you to want your boyfriend to make you and your needs a priority?

"hmm, no, i'm afraid not, my love. there are many cases and documents i need to review still."

you shoot him a saddened glare, turning away from him. he sighs in desparation, torn between his many duties and the needs of his lover. both very important to him, and both requiring his full attention.

"i'm sorry, mon amour... you know i'd love to give you all the time in the world, but i'm afraid the society of fontaine would collapse if i were to simply not show up for a day"

yeah, yeah, you knew that very well. the problem was, you sorta kinda didn't care? of course, you cared about fontaine and its people, but for once you wished you were more important than the next silly court hearing about something as meaningless as some lost cabbages.

as you were still giving him the silent treatment, the chief justice sighed.

"come here, mon cherie. maybe you'd like to sit on my lap while i work?"

you perk up at that, cheerfully making your way to him and plopping down on his lap. you nuzzle your face against his chest, one strong arm wrapping around your waist as you do so.

"thank you, neuvi.." you sigh as you kiss his cheek, finally content in his safe arms.

-> wriothesley

wriothesley is a man who was used to spending most of his time alone. at the end of the day, there wasn't much company inside the fortress of meropide, where he spent most of his days. he has long gotten used to spending hours alone finishing work in his office.

yet, that all changed once he met you. now, every minute spent alone in his office seemed like endless torture, unless you were sitting there, all dolled up and perfect, on his lap with him.

"aww, c'mon, doll, my lips are down here" he jokes as you press eager kisses on his forehead, leaving behind lipstick marks.

"mh... don't care... i wanna kiss you all over.." you tease back, your trail of kisses never faltering.

you two have been at this love game for some time now, your time spent in teasing, clothed grinding and desparate kissing. wriothesley barely finished any work, too focused on the woman in his arms. you could feel him from under you, hard as a rock as his hands roamed your body. for focalors sake, how he wished he could leave that damned office and toss you onto his bed...

"wrio, you have to get back to work..." you smirk, pulling away from his handsome face. he frowns, upset at the harsh reminder.

"you know i'd much rather continue kissing you, baby"

you grind down on him, earning a slight groan from him. his hands tighten on your hips, his lips inches away from yours.

"fuck, doll, you'll be the death of me..."

he muttered as he picked you up, finally losing his patience. screw work, screw everything else! he needed you, and he needed you now.

-> zhongli

"are you sure this is comfortable for you, darling?"

zhongli was still learning the ways of the mortals, not yet used to every custom and behavior. which is why he was a bit startled once you asked if you could sit in his lap.

you had to explain that it was a normal thing for couples and that it was an act of intimacy, that it meant you wanted him closer. this made the ex-archon wish for the same, delighted to learn you liked him so much.

"yes, dear. i told you, it's very comfortable! i love it!"

you chirp, pressing a kiss to his cheekbone as you sat in his lap, legs wrapped around his waist. he smiled at your reaction, amber eyes following your every move.

"i'm glad. you are welcome in my lap whenever you desire"

"then i won't ever leave"

a small tint arises in his cheeks as you say that. zhongli, the mighty ex-archon, wasn't the one to usually blush, yet moments like this and your sweet little confessions certainly brought a rise out of him. you giggle at how flustered you were making him, connecting your lips together and finally giving him a well-deserved kiss.

zhongli decides to deepen the kiss, his tounge prodding in your mouth as one of his gloved hands tangles in your hair. he's kissing you as if you were the only air he could breathe, the only food he could eat, the only water he could drink. it was very clear he wanted this intimacy to be even more intense, which you could feel from under you as well.

"mhhh... i'll take you upstairs to our room, beautiful. then, i'll show you the intimacy we both so crave. and you'll still get to be on my lap, if you so wish"

[ymiko0]

Hello~ may I request HSR Blade smut?? Like- a drabble or one shit (you can do the one you’re most comfortable with) where he’s possessed by the mara and things get a little wild- I’ll leave the rest up to you honey.

Tw: manhandling, rough sex, orgasm control, doggy->prone bone, pwp, p in v, biting, implied dacryphillia, degradation, slight choking, slight dumbification, slight breath play, no proofreading we die like himeko. ( Lmk if I missed any )

Blade, your loving partner, your stoic lover, has lost himself by the mara. His eyes glowing red, scarlet even, the expression on his face only worn when the mara takes over.

His sharp fangs digging onto your skin from behind, his toned chest pressed against your arching back, your face pressed against your tear-stained pillow while he pins your wrists above your head.

The bandaged man, who's also overtaken by the lust engulfing his brain maintains his frantic pace. Thrusting in and out of you, the tip of his shaft repeatedly pressing against that spongey spot inside you, your knees growing weak from the sensation as his thighs slaps the back of yours.

Your wanton moans and whimpers adds to his pleasure. His mouth detaching from you shoulder as he let's go one of your wrists, placing his free hand on the back of your head and further pushing your face down onto the soft pillow.

" mhh...~ fuck yeah slut— you're so tight.....'ya liking this? " he whispers against your right ear, his tone playful and exudes sex , his hot breath hitting your pinna, making your walls uncontrollably spasm around his shaft. He chuckles, seeing that his words has this effect on you.

" you're fucking dirty. "

He picks up his pace, gripping your hair tightly as he pounded you from behind, his pelvis slamming back onto your plump ass, sticky from both of your essences.

Wet slaps of skin fills the room as you felt your orgasm build, the familiar feeling creeping up once more.

" ..mm-mff—! " you tried to speak, warning him of your awaiting ecstasy. But your head that's being pressed against the soft cushion that is your pillow didnt let you.

He notices this and grips your hair harder, lifting your head and pressing your back against his, your back arching from the position as his other free hand now grabbing your neck tightly while his pace not faltering.

" go on whore, oh— fuck-, speak. " he tells you.

" I—,ah-! G'na cum p-pleas—e! " you managed to whine out, your brain too foggy to form any coherent sentences.

Hes making this as hard as possible for you.

He delays his answer, furthering your torture as you know, you wont reach your long desired climax if he didnt say so. His pace remains unfaltered, holding your breath trying to prevent your orgasm from arriving, your whole body tensing.

" alright baby, you can cum now. "

Relief washes over you and your knees give up as you finally let go, your climax arriving more pleasurably because of your heightened sensitivity. You mouth left hanging as you spray all over his lower abdomen and thighs, your mouth letting out a long moan, almost a scream.

You pant heavily as your whole body felt numb, cunt throbbing as he places a kiss on your nape.

" 'atta girl. "

Notes: oh my gosh I had to write this twice bec I didnt save it once...I lost motivation for days. But yeah sorry for slow updates I'm I'm trying my best with the time I have, anyway I hope u enjoyed!!♡♡

[juanarc-thethird]

Dr. Arc #2

Jaune: *To the camera* Today I am in the Forever Fall forest for the trip that they do with the new students. I don't normally come to these things, but after an accident we had 2 years ago I am forced to come.

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2 years ago:

Nora: *On the floor hallucinating* I see a light. It's beautiful~

Jaune: *Worry* What happened?!

Student: Prof. Nora ate all the maple syrup we got and then she fell on the ground.

Jaune: Oh no!

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Jaune: *To the camera* She almost falls into a sugar coma. Luckily I was able to save her. And she is no longer allowed to come on this excursion. The one they sent this time was my good friend, Ren. *he smiles*

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Weiss: Nice to see you, Jaune.

Jaune: Prof. Weiss? What are you doing here? What happened to Ren?

Weiss: Ren got sick. He's going to be in bed all day.

Jaune: Oh... I see. Well, I hope he gets better.

Weiss: Me too.

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Weiss: *To the camera* I gave Ren a bag of super expensive Vacuo tea leaves in exchange for his position on this trip. Why? you ask. Two words: perfect husband.

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Weiss: Hey Jaune, I was thinking while the students get the maple syrup. We can hang out together~

Jaune: But we're already hanging out together, we're chaperones.

Weiss: I meant something more private, I brought a bottle of wine~

Jaune: *Concerned* Wait what?

Weiss: Is from my family's personal harvest. Its aroma is so strong, that you can smell its sweet scent in the distance.

Jaune: *Worry* Weiss, for the love of Oum, don't open that bottle.

Weiss: What? You don't like sweet? Just have a drink. *Opens the bottle*

Jaune: Weiss no!

Weiss: Relax, everything is fine.

In the distance a loud buzz of bees is heard rapidly approaching.

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We'll be right back after some commercials!

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Jaune: "What happen"? After Weiss opened the bottle, she was attacked by a large swarm of small Grimm bees known as the Flying Scorpions, known for for its strong sting.

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Weiss: *With her entire body covered in bandages and in a wheelchair* HM HH HM MHH! (I HATE THIS PLACE!)

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Jaune: And unfortunately for Weiss, not only will she be in my hospital for a week, she's also not allowed to come to the forest anymore. So good for me, more work when I return. *he says sarcastically* Ugh.

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Weiss: Hm, Hmm h hm h hm hh h mm?! H hm mm hmm! (Wait, Jaune is going to take care of me?! I love this place!)

[sh1-n0bu]

Wanderer x male and female(seperate)! Reader [Smut] [part 2] • [Part 1]

《●Important/Warning:

- (W/N) "Wanderers Name". Basicalky the name you gave him

- Y/N is you, as per usual

- Dom! Reader, Sub! Scaramouche, Overstimulation, Dacryphilia of you squint, ORALLLL🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔 Male and Female private parts in the end, Didn't know how to write a reader getting eaten out without genitals being mentioned </3Calling Scara a "Good Boy" because why not

I'm practicing writing oral I swear I'm doing my best Also sery this is kinda late, Had to take care my youngest cousins while the grown ups were busy catching up

!!NOT PROOFREAD●》

♧| Creampuff anon: Stream "At A Medium Pace" by Adam Sandler

ANYWAYYYYY heres part 2, If you want pt.1 just click on top that say "part 1" it's non-binary/ genderfluid/ etc friendly :) Also I was listening to an nsfw asmr-ist while writing this. It was a challenge to not make typos😭

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Scara- no. (W/N) felt amazing since the last time you two had sex. He was thinking about something but was just too distracted on how good you felt. Tonight he wanted to return the favor.

A knock on your door was heard. "Come in." You said, not looking away from a scroll you found earlier with the traveler and their floating companion.

The boy entered, closing the door behind him.

"Are you okay?" You asked, observing his features.

His face was red, posture seems more stiff and his chest would rise and back in an uneven pattern.

Oh?

He kneeled down infront of you, hugging your waist.

"You remember that night when we..."

"Of course, How could I forget?" You brushed his hair, he tightens his arms around you.

"I want to thank you but I don't know how." He confessed "What do you mean?" He looks up at you, "Can you teach me how to please you more? I'll listen."

You removed his arms from your waist and placed him on your lap. You supped his cheek and kissed his soft lips

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He felt so helpless like this. He sits on your lap, squirming around. He tries desperately to hold on to you as you jerk him off for the...4th time? 6th? He couldn't keep up.

"H-hhng-♡y/nnnnnnn~♡♡" he slurred his words like a drunk. "Hmm? What is it W/N?" You continued to stroke his cock at a slow and painful pace.

"H-How is this rewarding to you? I'm the one feeling all pleasure– Mhh~!♡ ahh...♡" he cummed on your hands, his eyes were closed shut, small sobs from him is heard from the dead silent room. "This is rewarding to me because..."

you lightly squeezed the tip.

"I adore seeing you like this."

He hid his face on your neck, He wrapped his arms around your shoulder and subconsciously grinds his sensitive dick on you. You rubbed your clean hands on his back for comfort.

"Let's get you cleaned up, shall we?"

He shook his head a "no".

"No? You already came a lot of times. Surely you're tired?" He let go of you and kneeled on the ground one more time. "But you haven't. I wanna make you cum. Please let me." ◇

○For Female Aligned mf's○

He desperately used his tounge to make you cum as much as he did, He's pussy drunk at this point.

He sucks on your clit as he fingers you, "So good♡"

you felt his hot breathe on your skin "Please- I need your cum, pleasseeeeee" he looked up at you with pleading eyes.

You lightly laughed at him, "keep up the good work then. a-ah...♡♡" he removed his fingers from your dripping pussy and used his tongue again. He loved the way you lightly squeezed his head.

"C-cumming-mm! Hmm~♡... good boy." You pat his head as he drinks all of your cum.

○for Male Aligned mf's○

He took you cock in his mouth, all the way in. Humming to add some vibration. He has his eyes closed as he goes up and down, gliding his tongue on your dick and repeat.

He whined when you lightly grabbed on his hair. He thought you were gonna make him stop, After all, You knew his plan was to make you cum as much as he did. It was kind of obvious by how cum thirsty he was for you.

"Do you want more?" You asked, almost breathless. He looked so beautiful like this. He nods almost immediately, you let go of him and gripped on your chairs handle. "Go on. Take your reward- ah–! Ohhh archons~♡" a shivered went down your spine as he desperately suck you off.

"Hah- 'm gonna cum~♡♡" He grabbed your dick to his mouth and sucked all of it, Leaving a small kiss on your tip. He hummed in satisfaction.

true. writing oral for nb readers are quite hard😔 but anyways THANK U FOR THE FOOD HOLY FUCKING SHIT IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH RN AKAKJSJAJSJDJJS

[dadsdaugther]

I love the idea of playing with a woman's tits until they leak milk. I'd love to edge them so they're constantly horny, always leaking milk and pussy juice. I would only let them cum while they're getting milked or fucked. Mm, could make changes for their diet so they overproduce milk, always ruining bras and tops with how much she makes.

mhh yea milky titties :o can I be that wittle cow ?? 🐮ྀི with the mooing and the milking and the udders and ꩜꩜

[ellekhen]

Of Silk, Sun, and Sparks

Chapter 2 - A Room With A View

Summary: Laundry day forces Church to make use of a gift from his betrothed, much to Astarion's smug satisfaction. But the tiefling's relaxing, sunlit evening in Waterdeep is about to get a lot more involved — and magical — thanks to the arrival of a dear friend.

Pairing: Astarion/Male Tav/Gale (w/established Astarion/Male Tav) Rating: Explicit Length: 6K+ words; Chapter 2/4

Excerpt below:

“Careful, Gale,” Astarion warns their friend coyly. “You don’t want to break him.”

Church whimpers as the wizard pulls off of him, running his fingers back through the hair fallen over his face. He looks reverently up at the tiefling, still stroking him with an unhurried hand.

“No, that wouldn’t be very much fun, would it?” Gale muses, wiping at his mouth. “Perhaps we should let him squirm a little longer.”

Church is torn — part of him wants to let the rolling, searing waves of pleasure continue forever. The other part is already absolutely agonized, seeking the release roiling inside of him. “Mhh, no, don’t let me keep you…”

“I don’t know,” Astarion murmurs into his ear, brushing his lips along the shell of it. “You do like to be kept, don’t you?”

Church yelps as Astarion hauls him fully onto the window seat. He kneels upon it face to face with Gale, his hands still restrained by the elf behind him. Church finds himself breathless and wide-eyed as Gale tilts his chin up. Gods, he wears a hungry look that the tiefling has only ever seen his friend reserve for ancient tomes during their adventures…

But Church finds himself hesitating, flicking his eyes pointedly to the side. 

“We are… very much in the window,” he utters, mortified at the wizard. “Um. Your neighbors probably wouldn’t…”

In an instant the wizard’s thumb is pressing upon his lip, and Church shuts up at once. Oh. Oh dear — this is very different. 

It doesn’t help as well that he can feel Astarion’s velvet skin and presence crowding up behind him, a long-fingered hand stroking unhurriedly along his ridged spine and all the way down his anxious tail…

“Did it ever occur to you that a solitary wizard might spruce up his place with precautions when it comes to privacy?” Gale asks — almost indignantly. 

Church blinks up at him, his mouth twitching up into a smirk. “…no.”

“Well!” Gale plucks at the Weave near the window’s glass, and the magical matrix ripples at his touch. “That certainly raises some questions for me,” he breaks character reproachfully, gesturing helplessly at Astarion. “…such as despite the fact you’re concerned now, your partner here has been quite colorful about how you two exhibitionists like to spend your evenings on this very window seat…!”

“Astarion?” Church lets out a mortified laugh, but he suddenly shudders and gasps as he feels the elf’s hips press flush against him, his hard length resting in an imposing line against the tiefling’s cleft. 

“Mm, yes love?” Astarion chuckles, pressing a lingering, teasing kiss to his back before pulling away. “Something the matter?”

[medicinemane]

Man, I'm just kind of dazed today

I woke up yesterday around 9am, didn't do much for the day, went to bed... realized it was too hot to fall asleep (cause my window is broken so I can't open it)

So I got up, filled 3 box with papers as I sorted out the magazines and mail

Then I needed to stay up till after 8am so I could go to the post office to return that bowl. Came back and laid down but... you know when your body just feels wired and you really need to sleep but can't? Probably cause it's pumping out hormones to keep me awake to compensate for me being so tired, that's my guess based on how it feels

Anyway, lay down and kind of drift off with a video in the background, but... I think I was just on the verge of sleep but not able to cross over... like dozing at best

Then I hear Bart making noise and look over and he's acting like he's hunting a mouse, and sure enough he was, so he helps me cup it, and then I go take it to a field outside of town to hopefully live a better life... but clearly wasn't sleeping if I'm doing that

And... I'm still up. I think I'm gonna try and take another crack at sleeping... I hope I can do it. Things do at least feel a bit cooler

But yeah, I'm a mess today, gonna be two days worth of dash to look through whenever I get up, and then I can also respond to the couple messages I've got

But oof... hate feeling like this. The non depressed part of me wants to die just because maybe then I could finally rest

[astralnymphh]

ellie making reader praise themselves before letting them cum

.ᐟ 🦷⋅. ohh this is an interesting idea— ౨ৎ like just picture ellie, at a kneel between your thighs with hers folded and tucked beneath, moth of her tattoo faceward to you since her palm aims heavenward— base knuckles deep to your g—spot. the sensations given are paradisical— of, or relating to, heaven. a heavenly cluster of feelings, tightening in your core. makes you go cross—eyed, see the bending flesh of hell, all cause she's draining your pussy so succulently of slick tears, y'just wanna make ellie proud with all your sappy white loveliness spilling. too bad, though, that even with all the froth blowing from your ellie—finger—shaped hole, she just wants to hear your voice, and cease her thrusting. ✧

"such a good pussy— mhh," her rasp hangs right over you, rust of her hair cascading beyond her nape as she towers your laid torso, "right? — wanna tell me how good n' pretty she is?" ellie presses, curling in question. her voice alone was a death in you, not of you, not yet. ohh, that husk she taps into made you tense your vulva around her tighter, provoking a chuckled string of her request continuing, "hehe, words babe— use ur' words."

you wiggle your hips on her stagnant palm, pursuing that ticklish sensation gone astray. ugh— dammit, you couldn't deem her an asshole for this. her eyes are just too kind.. willing, and every bit of eager to hark your mutter, "m—my pussy's.. mhh, fuccck— ellie." unfortunate it is, that you whined, pouty with those sweet rosebud lips.

"mh—mm," an unsatisfied hum vibrates her throat, shaking her rustic auburn locks 'round her neck, "fuck, c'mon.. need to hear y'say it." coos ellie, sniffling dry and planting a snug elbow on the mattress intimate to your flank, slinking her freckled face closer.

a part of your sweet spit lips let the push of a, "m'pussy's good.. n' pretty— ellie, she's soo good.." pitch high in reply, an underlying beg sifting through slightly.

"attagirl," her raspy fry wrenches something pleasant inside you, binding softly with a sunsetting peck upon your shoulder to ease her desires— next thing you hear being, "such a good fuckin' listener." and a bustle of your squelchy hole smacking around her relentless fingers as she pipes you thourough, and milks your walls dry.

— apologies that this was a bit quicker n simpler, got something to do ♡ softdom!ellie rocks though

[osakunt]

Osamu Miya [MINORS DNI] timeskip

Osamu kissing you in the elevator didn't help you think of the things you'd do when getting back home. The overthinking was starting to come back and you weren't even back at work.

Dazed out you stared at the elevator button while a tall horny motherfucker is hovering over you with his hands caressing up and down the dip of your waist. He trails up your shoulder to you neck, stopping at your ear. His breath tickling the side of your face

"This isn't the place for such actions" you say still looking at the buttons in thought. He smiles lightly squeezing your side . "Then we should take this to our room, hmm ?"  Finally looking up you point to the camera in the corner of the elevator "you're getting caught on 4K ,love" 

"I don't care. Why don't we give them a show" he nips at your ear; pulling you back against his clothed dick. Sucking in some air harshly you feel yourself submit to the lewdness Osamu was giving off. Bottom lip bitten with your head now clear of all thoughts ,you submitted yourself completely to the feeling.

The elevator dings opening up its doors to reveal the floor thatyou both were to be getting off on. Osamu steps out trying to hide his erection from any by passers. He grabs your hand leading you to the room in a rushed manner trying to make it inside at the speed of light.

The door of the room had barely even been fully closed when your back hits against the wall. Osamu bringing up one leg of yours to his waist holding it in place as his hands soothe over the skin delicately. You deepen the kiss he had started by grabbing a tuff of his dark hair softly,bringing him in towards you.

You let go after a few seconds to play with his belt, trying to undo his pants in a whole to get things started.  He lets your leg down, letting you release his dick from the clothes. "Tell me Mr.Miya. What would you like tonight ?" You say squatting down to the level of his lower body.

You wrap your hand around his cock- looking up at him, your eyes giving him an innocent look that turned him on even more. You take his dick swirling your tongue around his tip ,making his knees dip a little from the pleasure he felt.

You start with bopping your head back and forth softly, teasing him a bit. After a few bops you increase on your pace making Osamu put both arms onto the wall to help himself stay up. "F-fuck, doll. Keep doing that - mhh" he moans out biting his lips

You decide it was time to take him in whole. you bring you head forward letting his cock slide to the back of your throat. "Mm-mh" your throat rumbling from your moan and his dick hitting that spot in the back of your throat ,made Osamu bust his load.

You pull back showing your open mouth that was completely clean of his cum. Not a drop was there except for a string of saliva connecting to his dick and your tongue. Osamu pulls you up pulling you against him, kissing you - making his way to the bed.

He tries his best to not rip off the dress but sadly that didn't happen. He tore it off completely leaving you in your lace underwear. You hadn't put on a bra since the dress had padding in it so you wouldn't have to wear one. He helps you out with your heels also tossing them who knows where.

His pants already off and blazer off ,all uou had to do was take off his shirt. You unbutton his shirt while he plays with the band of you underwear while kissing both your hardening nipples.

His shirt finally unbuttoned- he shrugs it off tossing it the same way he did with your heels and dress. He pushes you lightly so you land on the bed behind you. Making his way on top of you, he spreads you legs to reveals your now soaking panties.

He taps his dick on your clothed cunt making you whimper wishing he'd stop playing and go down on you. A mischievous grin adorned his lips as he looks down at your pathetic form. He continues to play with the band of your underwear until you moan his name out throwing him off his plan to tease you.

"Now now princess. I gotcha" he slides you panties off then sliding his cock between your pussy lips without letting it enter you. His cock caressing your lips and clit, sending a positive charge down your spine (not me adding chemistry terms to this ,lol)

"Look how wet ya are, angel ?" His voice deep and filled with lust. "That's the effect ya have one me 'Samu" a smirk tugs at his lips making him blush a little. You'd be the death of him if you kept on saying things like this.

You saw the blush on his cheeks and noticed he had stoped kneading you clit with his dick. You took the advantage of him being flushed and flipped the both of you over. You were now on top while he was wide eyed laying down.

"Let's get this started ,shall we ?" you grab his pleasuring cock- taking it to your entrance letting it enter you. Both letting out a sigh of pleasure you start to rock you hips to grind softly on top of him.

Osamu reaches for your thighs setting his hands on them, then squeezing softly as he feels your warm walls throb around him. He lets out a soft groan once you start to bounce on his dick and leaning over to kiss his neck. You lick the spot then suck the area on his neck ,marking it. 

"Fuck 'Samu" you whisper as his tip kisses that one spot that drove you wild. He grabs onto your hips settling you as he starts to pound you from beneath. You gasp feeling his relentless moves on and on again.

Your sobbing pussy taking all the beating you moan out his name, reaching for his chest. He slaps your ass before grabbing your hips again and bouncing you on him.

A few more thrusts and the tables turn so he's the one on top again. Now between you legs and still connected he doesn't stop. It was his turn to take control. You had caught him off guard but he'd redeem himself after this last flip.

His dick massaging your clenching walls and your fingers drawing tight circles around your nerved bud, sends more positive charged bolts across your body with your climax coming forth.

Him starting to feel you tighten around his swelling dick he pumps in and out a few more times, cumming inside you.

This was one of my first smuts so shhh - I know this shit bad lmaoo - just wanted to drag it out from the depths of hornyville

[james--murray]

.. , ,..,.mmm...mhh.....im sorry mm..mmoomm...

[murray---adam]

adam ADAM GET AWAY FROMHIM PLEASE its okay its okay just. get away from him -jude

Mmh,h,m,mm,,,,mhh,,,,,mm,,, :"-( ,,