[lacelockets]

celene ᨳଓ nineteen ᨳଓ diarist ᨳଓ dependent on hyperfixations ᨳଓ

hiihii i'm trying out writing again because my brain can't hold all my words anymore! i love marvel, tlou, rdr2, lana, ethel, cocteau twins, cameron winter, britpop, star wars, bones and all, i believe in unicorns... there's too much i can't name it all. probably thinking about a party with the avengers.

ᨳଓ imagine ᨳଓ roommate ᨳଓ steve rogers

ᨳଓ lots of love... lacelockets

[lacelockets]

i want him to lead my hips as i grind on him

[lacelockets]

good men die too so i’d rather be with you

ᨳଓ roommate!au

college is expensive in itself, plus accommodation, food, and everything in between. so when a friend told you they knew someone who’s looking for a roommate… of course you’d take that offer. he wasn’t in college, he was years older and would leave for work every morning. dinner would be sitting there when you’d arrive home from a late study session, and he was seemingly the perfect roommate. not delving into your life, but maybe you wished he would. he’d stay in his room with his cock in hand as he heard your moans coming from the room over. your hand only able to do so much. he’d do the laundry just so he could feel your panties, breathing in your scent and imagining the way it hugs you. instead of shamelessly watching you in the shower, he placed cameras so he could feel a little guilt. you’d be lying in bed with your hand on your clit when you’d notice a gap between your door. not bothered to get up to close it, you rode your pillow instead. the same pillow he’d sniff and drag his lips across when you were out with your friends. one night you came home with new lingerie, hiding the bag from the man, you ran into your room and tried it on. the door ajar, of course. you pulled out your polaroid, capturing photos of the lace on your body. and then your body without. spreading yourself apart with you fingers, you snapped a photo and kept it in your bedside table. the next day you came to admire it again, finding a small stain of cum right where you were open. you thought much of it, but why would you be ashamed if you angled the cameras perfectly so he could watch the way the shower head makes you cum.

[wishingiwasdead]

the times that i am most myself are when im alone in my room reading fanfiction, and i think that says a lot about me.

[lacelockets]

i always come back to hickey covered bodies and being eaten out. ᨳଓ just an imagine…

You lay your back against the picnic mat, grass tall, hiding you both from the world outside his breaths. He propped himself on his elbow, staring down at you. Eyes closed and skin being kissed from the sun. Your chest moved lightly with each breath and a small smile curled on your lips. He reached his hand to the side of your face, fingertips sliding into your hair. “Oh sweetheart, you’re too good for me.” His words lined of awe and guilt. But how could he still feel that way when you laughed in return. Reaching your arm up to pull his face down to yours. You smiled against his lips, before slowly encapsulating him in a kiss. He didn’t struggle to restrain himself, treating you like a delicacy worth the patience. “Baby I’m all yours” You whispered. Gliding your hand down the side of his arm til it reached the mat and you could prop yourself up on your elbows. His lips only leaving yours for a breath before he continued on your jaw. Open mouthed with the trace of his tongue learning your features and lips sucking onto skin. Making his way down to your neck, your head fell back. Baring your throat to him, untouched by his physical love. Then he started to colour you. Littering your skin with love bites, all shades of cool. You then rolled your hips at his melodic grunts and moans. His fingers worked the buttons of your blouse, tearing his lips from your skin so he can watch the canvas grow. “Fuck, you’re beautiful” He groaned, staring at your bare breasts highlighted by the sun, you arched your back, calling him in like a siren. Surrendering to only you, his hand splayed on your bare skin and his lips found one of your nipples. Circling it with his tongue and claiming his territory on hidden land. He marked your skin with constellations of his love and he made his way down further. Your short skirt lay low on your hips, but of course it hid what he needed the most. He sat on his knees between your legs, fingers reaching your waistband and slowly pulling it down your legs. Deciding to save space in the washing machine you didn't wear panties at all. “Oh fuck” His hand reaching to the bulge in his pants, quickly palming it to soothe the ache. His fingers didn’t move for his belt, but instead your thighs. Holding them as you parted your legs and bent your knees. Propped up on your elbows you watched him. Not needing to encourage or lead him, because even if he thought you were too good for him, he’d make it up with his lips and tongue. Always making sure what he started, finished. He then lowered himself between your thighs. Lightly biting your soft skin and making his way closer to your core. He made sure your legs were over his shoulders, bringing himself as close to you as he could. Flattening his tongue and licking a stripe up your pussy. Your body twitched and a soft moan escaped your lips. It only gave him incentive to continue. Sliding his tongue between your petals til he reached your bud. Flicking it with his tongue before wrapping it with his lips and sucking on the sensitive nerves. Your body pushed into him, forcing his face even further into you. And of course he’d take it as a treat, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as his tongue pushed inside of you. Tasting you like it brought more pleasure to his lips than your pretty cunt. He slowly lifted his head, eyes landing on your face, pupils dilated, skin tinted. You gave him a soft smirk, and then his tongue returned to taste the luxury.

a/n: i hope you guys liked it, my first post so I’m a bit nervy ahah. thanks love for reading ᨳଓ

[lacelockets]

ᨳଓ steve dreams about cumming in you, filling you up and watching it drip out. so when you finally say “please, i want it”, he doesn’t need anymore asking. he suddenly holds more energy than he had at first, thrusting into you harder and deeper. reaching every spot only he’s helped you discover. he kisses your leg that sits on his shoulder, sucking at the skin as he pulls you even closer. he snaps his hips and groans as he releases in you. slowing his thrusts and making them shorter so not a single drop gets wasted. and then finally he pulls out, rubbing his tip between your folds and painting you with his cum. he grabs your body and slides it down the bed so your legs hang off and steve kneels between them. he lifts his fingers up to your core. dragging the tips of his pointer and middle along you. “fuck sweetheart” he grunts out, watching his cum slowly drip out of you until he sticks his finger back in and stuffs it back in. “oh please doll can i take a photo” you almost laugh at his request, “sure baby” and then watch as he stands up and grabs his polaroid. noticing some hesitance on your face “‘s just for me. i wanna look at the way i stuff you when i’m not here” you spread your legs wider at his words, smiling down at the man so intensely consumed by you. already hard again as he looks at you through the camera, taking the photo and staring back at you. “do you think you can handle more?”

[lacelockets]

ᨳଓ bf!steve rogers

he’d be such a gentleman, i need some of america’s ass

[lacelockets]

i always come back to hickey covered bodies and being eaten out. ᨳଓ just an imagine…

You lay your back against the picnic mat, grass tall, hiding you both from the world outside his breaths. He propped himself on his elbow, staring down at you. Eyes closed and skin being kissed from the sun. Your chest moved lightly with each breath and a small smile curled on your lips. He reached his hand to the side of your face, fingertips sliding into your hair. “Oh sweetheart, you’re too good for me.” His words lined of awe and guilt. But how could he still feel that way when you laughed in return. Reaching your arm up to pull his face down to yours. You smiled against his lips, before slowly encapsulating him in a kiss. He didn’t struggle to restrain himself, treating you like a delicacy worth the patience. “Baby I’m all yours” You whispered. Gliding your hand down the side of his arm til it reached the mat and you could prop yourself up on your elbows. His lips only leaving yours for a breath before he continued on your jaw. Open mouthed with the trace of his tongue learning your features and lips sucking onto skin. Making his way down to your neck, your head fell back. Baring your throat to him, untouched by his physical love. Then he started to colour you. Littering your skin with love bites, all shades of cool. You then rolled your hips at his melodic grunts and moans. His fingers worked the buttons of your blouse, tearing his lips from your skin so he can watch the canvas grow. “Fuck, you’re beautiful” He groaned, staring at your bare breasts highlighted by the sun, you arched your back, calling him in like a siren. Surrendering to only you, his hand splayed on your bare skin and his lips found one of your nipples. Circling it with his tongue and claiming his territory on hidden land. He marked your skin with constellations of his love and he made his way down further. Your short skirt lay low on your hips, but of course it hid what he needed the most. He sat on his knees between your legs, fingers reaching your waistband and slowly pulling it down your legs. Deciding to save space in the washing machine you didn't wear panties at all. “Oh fuck” His hand reaching to the bulge in his pants, quickly palming it to soothe the ache. His fingers didn’t move for his belt, but instead your thighs. Holding them as you parted your legs and bent your knees. Propped up on your elbows you watched him. Not needing to encourage or lead him, because even if he thought you were too good for him, he’d make it up with his lips and tongue. Always making sure what he started, finished. He then lowered himself between your thighs. Lightly biting your soft skin and making his way closer to your core. He made sure your legs were over his shoulders, bringing himself as close to you as he could. Flattening his tongue and licking a stripe up your pussy. Your body twitched and a soft moan escaped your lips. It only gave him incentive to continue. Sliding his tongue between your petals til he reached your bud. Flicking it with his tongue before wrapping it with his lips and sucking on the sensitive nerves. Your body pushed into him, forcing his face even further into you. And of course he’d take it as a treat, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as his tongue pushed inside of you. Tasting you like it brought more pleasure to his lips than your pretty cunt. He slowly lifted his head, eyes landing on your face, pupils dilated, skin tinted. You gave him a soft smirk, and then his tongue returned to taste the luxury.

a/n: i hope you guys liked it, my first post so I’m a bit nervy ahah. thanks love for reading ᨳଓ

[elliespuns]

Daily routine:

think of Joel Miller

⁠goon to Joel Miller

⁠Joel Miller

read about Joel Miller

⁠sleep without Joel Miller

[angelsadgirl]

in my jon era

[magscornerstore]

unfortunately im not normal and have to insert myself into every piece of media i consume

[lacelockets]

i always come back to hickey covered bodies and being eaten out. ᨳଓ just an imagine…

You lay your back against the picnic mat, grass tall, hiding you both from the world outside his breaths. He propped himself on his elbow, staring down at you. Eyes closed and skin being kissed from the sun. Your chest moved lightly with each breath and a small smile curled on your lips. He reached his hand to the side of your face, fingertips sliding into your hair. “Oh sweetheart, you’re too good for me.” His words lined of awe and guilt. But how could he still feel that way when you laughed in return. Reaching your arm up to pull his face down to yours. You smiled against his lips, before slowly encapsulating him in a kiss. He didn’t struggle to restrain himself, treating you like a delicacy worth the patience. “Baby I’m all yours” You whispered. Gliding your hand down the side of his arm til it reached the mat and you could prop yourself up on your elbows. His lips only leaving yours for a breath before he continued on your jaw. Open mouthed with the trace of his tongue learning your features and lips sucking onto skin. Making his way down to your neck, your head fell back. Baring your throat to him, untouched by his physical love. Then he started to colour you. Littering your skin with love bites, all shades of cool. You then rolled your hips at his melodic grunts and moans. His fingers worked the buttons of your blouse, tearing his lips from your skin so he can watch the canvas grow. “Fuck, you’re beautiful” He groaned, staring at your bare breasts highlighted by the sun, you arched your back, calling him in like a siren. Surrendering to only you, his hand splayed on your bare skin and his lips found one of your nipples. Circling it with his tongue and claiming his territory on hidden land. He marked your skin with constellations of his love and he made his way down further. Your short skirt lay low on your hips, but of course it hid what he needed the most. He sat on his knees between your legs, fingers reaching your waistband and slowly pulling it down your legs. Deciding to save space in the washing machine you didn't wear panties at all. “Oh fuck” His hand reaching to the bulge in his pants, quickly palming it to soothe the ache. His fingers didn’t move for his belt, but instead your thighs. Holding them as you parted your legs and bent your knees. Propped up on your elbows you watched him. Not needing to encourage or lead him, because even if he thought you were too good for him, he’d make it up with his lips and tongue. Always making sure what he started, finished. He then lowered himself between your thighs. Lightly biting your soft skin and making his way closer to your core. He made sure your legs were over his shoulders, bringing himself as close to you as he could. Flattening his tongue and licking a stripe up your pussy. Your body twitched and a soft moan escaped your lips. It only gave him incentive to continue. Sliding his tongue between your petals til he reached your bud. Flicking it with his tongue before wrapping it with his lips and sucking on the sensitive nerves. Your body pushed into him, forcing his face even further into you. And of course he’d take it as a treat, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as his tongue pushed inside of you. Tasting you like it brought more pleasure to his lips than your pretty cunt. He slowly lifted his head, eyes landing on your face, pupils dilated, skin tinted. You gave him a soft smirk, and then his tongue returned to taste the luxury.

a/n: i hope you guys liked it, my first post so I’m a bit nervy ahah. thanks love for reading ᨳଓ