#mutuals pleaseeeeee

[thetisming]

actually i'm gonna do that too

(we dont have to be mutuals for you to vote! it can just be what you follow me for instead)

[chersoyei]

this means we're friends now, aylin.

[just-spacetrash]

rules: choose 4 of your favorite characters from 4 pieces of media as options and let ur tumblr pals decide which one most suits your vibe !! <3 ((kind of) tagged by @bluehairedspidey :Dd)

Tagging: everyone who sees this! Yes you as well

[futurewife]

I have one of those really specific scenario fantasies about having my first time be with an male escort. but it's also like my first kiss and everything with this one paid professional. and I'm awkward and shy but curious and they genuinely think it's cute even though im a client. They let me explore most of my curiousities about mens' bodies, and kinda like teach me what to do, try and build my confidence and comfort levels with intimacy/being around men. And are patient and exceedingly understanding, considerate and polite, cause they want to make the experience as safe and comfortable and emotionally/physically amazing as possible. I seriously considered this just to get it over with but none of the profiles really spoke to me lol. In my fantasy though of course I cast my celebrity crushes as the escort. Why not right? hahaha. I'm so touchstarveddddd

[thebrideofreanimator]

we need to expand dwight frye nation the only other dwight frye fan i know is my irl best friend

[salsflore]

someone please knock me the fuck out .

[strangedisciple]

btw if justice do anything today please please please please please please please spam me about it even if i won't see it till later

[obitv]

yeah. on one hand i love genshin au because its so fun i get to put my guys in my game and do fun things with them. however i feel bad talkimg about it because genshin sucks ass objectively. like if i talk about genshin positively theres a part of me yelling "STOP IT DOMEONE IS GOING TO TRY PLAY IT AND YOURE GOING TO RUIN THEM" its an issue

[parcai]

ppl who post selfies on here lol this isn't insta go away 🙂

[marv3l-drag0ns]

guys i fucked up i have the uvm fight song stuck in my head someone give me a banger song reccomendation to fix it :eyes:

[oneofthosecrazygirls-mp3]

2014 IS SO BACK AND I JUST TOOK THE CUTEST PICS AND AUGHHHBH

[sunriseovergotham]

HELP I NEED WBG FIC IDEAS... this is not a request thing i cant promise ill write anything but i want to write SOOO BADDDDD i just dont have any ideas....

[gxtzeizm]

we grew him in our own bayern baby academy, he's ours <3

yeah and that's for sure exactly <33333

[s0litaire-y]

mutuals please let me infodump abt cod to you i’m actually begging at this point

[gl4ssfan]

most ive ever flirted is shitty pickup lines, im glad your my first to ever flirt with, wouldnt have it any other way. - Corazon

you. are gonna kill me. SDIUASDJKLJSAKLF

DMKSALDMKAS IM SO FUCKING GAY >///<

[steveslevis]

only in my mind

azriel x emerie’s sister!reader

summary: azriel sent shadows to watch after you and your sister. one night, they come to him with some compelling news about your current situation.

warnings: mutual pining, mutual masturbation (but not in the same room?), shadowplay, let’s pretend this is how azriel’s shadows work ok, 18+ pleaseeeeee <3

— — — —

You knew it was wrong to think about him, the shadowsinger. 

You shouldn’t be thinking about his praise, about his soft and lingering touches you could still feel burning on your skin from earlier today. You shouldn’t be thinking about him, especially like this.

Emerie was in the next room over, hopefully fast asleep, but you still had to be quiet with your longing sighs to not disturb your sister, to not reveal your secret crush on the shadowsinger.

Heat flowed through your core as you thought about his hands, his wings, his lips. You couldn’t help yourself, though. The way Azriel had shown you grace and patience during training set your heart ablaze, and his insistence on sparring with you one-on-one spurred you on even more. You tried to think about anything else but him in order to fall asleep, but the persistent thought of his rough hand grazing the sensitive edge of your wing when you’d nearly fallen face first in the ring earlier in the day was driving you mad. 

Your mind raced and your heart thumped while you stared at the ceiling, forcing yourself to clasp your hands together over your chest, it would be too wrong, too fucked up to touch yourself to the thought of him. Those thoughts needed to be pushed away, locked up for you to never return to again.

But you couldn’t help yourself. 

You couldn’t help the way your hand hastily slid beneath the waistband of your panties, how your other hand roamed your body at the thought of the shadowsinger’s praises.

Good girl, he’d whispered to you earlier while you swung your sword with ease. You knew he’d let the words slip on accident when you caught the panic rush through his eyes for only a moment. Your stomach churned at his words, but you hadn’t let it show, not in front of all the Valkyries. 

Good girl. Good girl. Good fucking girl.

The words rang through your head like a chant as you finally trailed your fingers between your thighs, finally giving yourself the relief you so desperately needed. 

— — — —

Shadows skittered around Azriel’s shoulders, trying to get his attention as he read over his report for Rhysand one last time before bed at the large desk in the corner of his bedroom. He shoved them away subconsciously at first, assuming they were simply bored and wanted to be sent somewhere else while he read. 

But then, he remembered why they would be so excited.

He’d sent two shadows off to follow you and Emerie to Windhaven, to make sure you were safe between lessons. One swirled around his ear, whispering to him. 

Excited, needs you, wants you.

His wings twitched at the words, how the shadow explained the predicament you were currently in. Azriel let out a shuddering sigh at the thought of you, sprawled out on your bed while thinking of him. He wanted nothing more than to go straight to Windhaven, to come into your room and watch, but he couldn’t, he knew it would be too risky. 

Cassian had warned him about how it would look if he pursued you or any of the other girls who trained with them. How it would be unprofessional and make the others feel uncomfortable, which was very hypocritical coming from the male who undressed Nesta with his eyes during training every single day. 

But still, he persisted. He pushed his thoughts away, only admiring you from afar, only interacting with you during sparring, until now. 

The shadow taunted him, continuing to whisper in his ear about how you had your hand buried in your underwear, the other hand covering your mouth as you tried to stay quiet. Azriel’s pants grew tighter at the thought, he couldn’t push away his feelings anymore. He ordered the shadow to help you out in his place, and ordered the others to drop their other duties and report everything that was happening in Windhaven as it happened. He had to fix both yours and his situation somehow, had to put out the flame that filled both your guts that instant. 

While the shadows did their work, he made quick work of setting the report he was reading on the desk and freeing his aching cock from the constraints of his pants. The tip was red and leaking as he stared down at it, mind full of thoughts of you, of how you’d look with your hands around it, your lips around it, how beautiful you’d look bouncing on his lap. 

“Fuck,” Azriel groaned, finally giving into his own thoughts and reaching to tug on his length.

— — — —

You didn’t notice the shadows at first, only felt a breeze pass along your bare stomach, making you shiver as your fingers stroked in and out of your dripping core. 

It took one of them fluttering near your ear for you to notice, nearly making you jump out of your skin at the sound of it whispering to you about how you were such a good girl and how pretty you looked spread out for Azriel. You hadn’t known that the shadows could talk to others aside from the shadowsinger, but in the moment that was the last thing on your mind. The question of whether the shadows were going against their master, or if he was the one to send them here flickered in your mind for only a moment, but you were convinced they were just bored and had taken a liking to you.

The answer to that question didn’t matter to you as they trailed along your skin, one tugging at the straps of your shirt while the other trailed down, down, down, until it reached your center. It took everything in you not to cry out as the shadow experimentally dragged along your clit, swirling slowly as you writhed against its touch.

The touch only spurred you on, willing your fingers to pump into yourself faster while the other shadow whispered to you.

Shadowsinger wants you, needs to feel you on his cock, they purr as you bite your lip to hold back your whines, wants you to know that you’re his good girl. 

The fire in your stomach was blazing bright at this point, the coil was so close to snapping as you thought about how badly you needed Azriel’s cock buried to the hilt inside you. 

Slick pooled between your legs and onto the sheets beneath you as you panted, hips bucking against the relentless shadows.

— — — —

The shadows at the House of Wind quickly reported your fucked-out state to Azriel, who only stroked himself faster at the thought of you. It took everything in him to not groan as they spoke of you whispering his name while they spoke neverending praises in your ear. 

He could only imagine how beautiful you looked in that moment, how your eyes were probably glassy and your bottom lip red from biting it so hard, how your thighs were coated just from the thought of him. He wanted nothing more than to feel your tight cunt, to fuck you until you couldn’t do anything but scream his name. 

That thought was enough to send him over the edge. Azriel let out a strangled moan while he spilled his seed, making a mess of his own lap as a blush passed over his cheeks. 

He felt like a teenager again, cumming so quickly at just the thought of you, but he didn’t care. He had to have you somehow, and if it was only through his shadows, he would be satisfied for the time being.

— — — —

Your fingers pumped vigorously into your soaking cunt while the shadows made quick work of the rest of your body, whispering the filthiest things you’d ever heard while pushing you over the edge. 

Be a good girl for our master, cum for him, cum on your fingers while you think of his cock, the shadows chanted while you writhed on the bed, dancing so close to your climax with every stroke. 

You came with a shake, white hot flames set your body on fire as you clenched around your fingers. The shadows cooed and praised you as you came down from your high, caressing your hand as you pulled it from your center. You panted heavily as you relaxed into the bed beneath you once more, the shadows helping you get adjusted under the covers with your once askew sleep set back in place on your body so you could quickly fall asleep. 

You could barely think as you cuddled into the sheets, mind in a haze as you came down from your high and back into an exhausted state. You weren’t sure if you’d be able to face the shadowsinger without exploding from guilt mixed with desire, but that would be a problem for the morning.