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semi selective / lia (s) / 29 / discord friendly ! be a doll & check the muses & rules ! ♡
this hellsite hates me i swear because YES i’m shadowbanned again after just receiving a few messages so… ive got the appeal but i’m gonna give it a day 😅 and be back soon babes. i’m the nuisance on your dash so it seems 😝
STEPHEN KALYN Off Campus 1.05
now that i’ve messaged those with threads to continue… or to not continue… consider this a new and fresh starter call to get up and going again !! all charries are up for grabs to mutuals and non-mutuals 💛 give this a like and i’ll come to your inbox !!
closed for @coeurdefoudre ! cont from here .
rhett’s chest rumbled with a quiet, triumphant laugh as he felt the warmth of her flush heat up right against his skin, his fingers digging a little deeper into her hips just to keep her pinned exactly where he wanted her. he was completely in his element now, the cocky, untouchable street racer melted down into pure, teasing mischief as he trailed his lips slowly up the column of her neck, bypassing her mouth just to drive her crazy. “yeah? nothing at all?” he murmured against her jaw, his breath hot and uneven, a wicked smile pressing directly into her skin as he shifted his weight to press her down a little firmer into the cushions. he let his nose brush hers, his cerulean eyes sparkling with a rare, bright heat that he only ever showed her so it seemed. “could’ve sworn i heard my favorite little pain in the ass say something real sweet just now. come on, sweetheart. say it again. let me hear how much you're obsessed with me.” he let his weight settle over her, heavy and comforting, trapping her legs between his own as his thumbs stroked slow, teasing circles right over the thin fabric of her waistband. he knew exactly what he was doing to her, using every ounce of his massive frame to completely overwhelm her senses until she couldn't focus on anything but the friction of his body against hers. a hum vibrated in his throat when he felt her hands slide up to grip his shoulders, her fingers digging in as if she were trying to anchor herself. he dipped his head, his lips grazing the soft shell of her ear, his voice dropping into a rough, gravelly whisper that was meant only for her. “you don't get to just drop a bomb like that and then try to hide, noah. i’m not letting you off the hook that easy. say it to my face. look at me and say it.”
are you open to writing with people who aren't mutuals with you?
absolutely !! i sadly don’t have any opens posted anymore and eventually will get around to doing so but … if ya wanna message me to write, i’m always game 💛
@honeyvce asked: 15 ( for apollo & noelle 😈 ) 𝟱𝟱 𝗺/𝗳 𝘂𝘀.𝗳𝘄 𝗴𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀,
past flings had taught him technique; noelle taught him tenderness. and tenderness, he realized, was the thing he’d been skimming over all along — until now, when it finally mattered.
noelle’s head was spinning, her thoughts completely scattered by the sheer, quiet surprise of how quickly their playful boundaries had shattered and escalated into this, her petite, slender frame molding perfectly beneath the heavy, solid warmth of apollo's chest pressing down on her. he was so much broader, all lean, powerful muscle and towering over her small frame, making her feel incredibly delicate yet entirely safe beneath him as his weight pinned her gently to the mattress. feeling the staggering, thick fullness of apollo slipping deep inside her, she arched her back instinctively, rocking her hips back into him in tight, desperate swirls to absorb every single inch of him. shellshocking how easy it was to welcome her best friend. her long, silky blonde hair spilled like spun gold across the dark sheets, catching on the friction of their skin and contrasting beautifully against his large hands. her own reached back, grasping tightly at his strong wrists and finding his fingers before sliding up the tense, defined muscles of his forearms to cling to the back of his neck, pulling him down close until she could feel the rapid, heavy thud of his heartbeat against her spine. turning her head to the side, her full cheeks flushed a deep, pretty pink, her plush, parted lips pressing against the sharp line of his jaw and trailing soft, breathless kisses up toward his ear. his skin was hot, radiating a feverish heat that made her melt further into the mattress. “you feel so good,” she let out, the words escaping her as a quiet, surprised moan that she couldn't have held back even if she tried. she squeezed her eyes shut, her tight, wet core wrapping around him in a slick, desperate hug as she turned her face fully into his neck, whispering, “i want more of you... apollo, please.”
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i want to make a pretty girl ride me in front of a mirror so she can see how needy she looks. while switching positions when she gets too whiney, hand on her neck to keep her in her place looking into the mirror while the other holds her hips as i fuck her dumb brains out and drag orgasm after orgasm till she’s barely able to focus on her own reflection as she cums again and again.
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welp... consider this the official psa 🤍hi hi!! it's @honeyvce. i'm officially moving blogs... and if tumblr decides to terminate me again i may actually lose my mind. 😭 because this lovely little hellsite decided to yeet my account for whatever reason, i couldn't even make a proper announcement over there. which also means i lost all of my drafts, activity, messages, and everything else that made my tiny little home feel like home. i'm doing my best to track everyone back down with my very overworked pea brain, but pls... if we're mutuals, come find me!! follow me!! love me!! i promise i didn't ghost you, tumblr just chose violence. 🤍
closed for @greatdividcs ! cont from here .
the casual, careless mask brynn usually wore slipped entirely, her heart thudding a hard, panicked rhythm against her ribs as talon’s words hung in the quiet room. a sudden chill raised the small hairs on her arms, a stark contrast to the lingering heat of the mattress, and she found herself moving before her mind could overthink it—inching closer, and closer, and closer, desperate to close the physical gap before the door she just cracked open could be slammed completely shut in her face. her lungs squeezed, breathing shallow as she invaded their space, intentionally replacing the heavy distance with everything she was made up of; pressing her soft, warm, and sensual body right up against their side until the cold air between them vanished. she leaned down, her fingers trembling slightly as she splayed her hand flat against their chest, feeling the steady thump of their heartbeat beneath her palm as she locked her gaze onto theirs. "then it's a good thing we're taking our time," she murmured, her voice a soft but unyielding whisper against their lips before she tilted her head, refusing to let them look away. “i don’t think so.”
closed for @honeyvce
"what are — what are you doing here?" her husband’s flight, another so called business trip, had lifted off an hour ago, a convenient euphemism for whichever lover awaited him this week. she, however, had never granted herself the same permission until the boy standing on her front porch had come into the picture ... "i told you this couldn't keep happening ... this was a mistake from the start." words tumbled out, each one a lie. she wanted this and they both knew it.
“did you really think i’d stay away?” luca asked with a slow smirk, stepping over the threshold with the casual, cocky ease of a man who owned the night. he caught the heavy door before it could shut, his palm flattening against the wood to trap her in his space while the expensive scent of vanilla and tobacco clung to his jacket. “and yet you still answered the door,” he murmured, his fingers brushing along her jawline to tilt her face up so she couldn’t hide the frantic pulse in her throat from his amused stare, letting her know he knew she recognized those two hard, rapid knocks. “lemme inside.”
closed for @loredrops !
this man infuriates her daily, pushing every single button with a smug, effortless precision that tests her limits and drives her completely insane. and yet, it is a sweet, toxic addiction that leyla knows she can't shake; anyone else would bore her to death, and she would honestly rather die than settle for anything less than his specific brand of chaos.