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now archived --

mo, i tried. i slept on it & everything but i still did the thing…

in other news, this blog is now archived & is moved to the new blog here. current threads will be continued over there.

now archived --

mo, i tried. i slept on it & everything but i still did the thing...

in other news, this blog is now archived & is moved to the new blog here. current threads will be continued over there.

#𝓃𝑜𝓂 𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓂𝑒 { ooc }

i’m doing that thing again, guys. that one where my blog feels so disorganized & ugh that i wanna archive it & move it to another. what do.

#𝓃𝑜𝓂 𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓂𝑒 { ooc }

onthefarm:

another glance upward with hair pushed from her face, ellena wouldn’t lie, the view she had of her girlfriend from this angle was breathtaking. but for reason, she must’ve been on the same wavelength as valentine, because she wanted to kiss her again, to feel herself pressed up against her and with that thought, she turned to action. there were a few more strokes of her tongue, before lifting her head from between thighs, her body crawling over val’s in a smooth motion before lips came crashing down onto her’s with passion.

of course, she wouldn’t neglect what she’d started below the waist and a hand soon buried itself between her legs. a single finger taking the place of her tongue as she pressed it slowly into her lover’s core. el wanted to take this part slow, penetrating her far more than her tongue could do.

for the blissfully slow pace they’ve set, a new arousal flashes through her when el kisses her with such passion. valentine’s moan rumbles in her throat, passing between their lips & she cups the farmer’s face between her palms. though the loss of contact at the apex of her thighs isn’t left wanton for long when a hand replaces a tongue & el’s finger slips inside her. hips buck, the entirely new sensation a pleasant shock.

friction builds again but even the sweet, tame valentine grows lustful for more. as well, her newfound courage makes her bold. eyes dip to el’s breasts as they hover just above her own. two hands caress the tops of them before reaching to cup them, thumbs running over sensitive nubs. gaze turns to el’s face, seeing if she liked it, breath now coming in shorter pants, whimpers almost as hips start to grind down against el’s hand.

#onthefarm #| тнαт ѕoυтнerɴ вelle | c. valentine #nsfw

pinpilinpaux:

“but this is way more dramatic,” she points out with a smile, not less nervous but in higher spirits. it’s just like them to be pining for each other for years. korra wants to smack herself. asami’s heartfelt confession only makes her smile wider. she has heard the sentiment before from asami, has actually told the other girl some times too. but never like this. with this meaning. with the i am in love with you meaning. it felt great.

“we’ve been married for a few ours and you’re already thinking of marrying me again?“ she asks leaning closer to asami. there’s something she wants to do, something she’s wanted to do for forever. and now she can. or she hopes she can. “how about a kiss first? and then i’ll buy you breakfast. as a first date,” she suggests grabbing both asami’s hands with hers.

definitely more dramatic, but what were they going to tell their friends? not that she could see mako or bolin being upset about it. at least, she hopes they woudn’t. glancing down at her bare torso, she finally realizes her state of undress & she chuckles, snatching up the sheets to cover herself. blushing she clears her throat, “ uhm, do you think we -- ? “ she motions between the two of them as if that would explain what she couldn’t say aloud.

“ well if this is going to be a permanent thing, i’d kind of like to at least remember our wedding. “ though if they had actually consummated their marriage, it probably wouldn’t have been their first kiss, but asami still feels butterflies in her stomach. meeting korra half-way she leans forward to press her lips against the other woman’s. oh, wow, that actually felt even better than she imagined & that’s saying something considering she already had high expectations. licking her lips as they part, she nods. “ a date sounds nice. “

#pinpilinpaux #| ɴoт jυѕт тнe cнαυғғeυr | c. asami

i am finally online, & ready to rock. come at me, bros.

#𝓃𝑜𝓂 𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓂𝑒 { ooc }

ddlovatosstyle

#«┇ѕнe'ѕ ɢoт тнe looĸѕ тнαт ĸιll » / dani

lovatounedited

#«┇ѕнe'ѕ ɢoт тнe looĸѕ тнαт ĸιll » / dani

pinpilinpaux:

korra wonders if asami is trying to kill her or something. she’s made sure not to see the other girl change ever, because it wouldn’t be fair considering she’s into her and all, and now she’s getting the whole view and, well. her mouth opens at asami’s words. both wanting to say something and wanting to hear it all.

all she can do is nod, stupidly. and then she clears her throat, needing water with how dry it is. “i do, yeah. i’ve been in love with you for a while, actually. i just thought you didn’t feel the same,” she says with a shy smile, looking down at her hands. “i gather you feel the same?” she asks looking up at those green eyes she loves so much. she moves one of her hands to take one of asami’s. “thought i’d ask you out instead of proposing, though,” she joked.

as she watches korra, she absentmindedly fidgets with the ring sitting foreign on her finger. it was a simple thing, & she’s glad for it honestly. the answer brings a smile to her face, lower lip tucking under her teeth to hold in her laughter. “ i guess maybe we both could have said something earlier. “ about their feelings for each other, that is. nodding, “ i do. “ she wants to say it out loud, though, as if it would solidify what was happening. “ i love you, korra. “

that didn’t change the fact that it hadn’t been a particularly ideal way to tie the knot, & if she’s honest, she wanted to have the whole shebang if it meant showing off to everyone that korra was her wife. “ maybe this can be a trial period, since we didn’t actually date? see if this is right for us & if it is ... we can have a proper wedding later? “

#pinpilinpaux #| ɴoт jυѕт тнe cнαυғғeυr | c. asami

onthefarm:

the way valentine was moving under her ministrations caused a blush to form on her cheeks, knowing that she was the one making all this happen. her fingers squeezed against val’s as she took her hand, though it hadn’t deterred her from what she was already doing. ellena felt more confident in her actions, her tongue’s movements delving slightly deeper between her folds.

el used her free hand to grip firmly against her thigh, lifting it slightly as she pulled val closer against her face, if that was even possible. she didn’t quite know where all this was coming from, but clearly she was doing something right with the praise she was getting from her girlfriend.

for valentine, this was an experience she hadn’t particularly longed for -- such was the innocence of her mind, when all she’d wanted was the purer things. family, loving partner, fulfilled life ; she’d glossed right over the idea of sex. yet something about ellena sparked that desire she’d been complacently unaware of, & now as her girlfriend makes love to her, she can’t understand how she hadn’t wanted this before. maybe because she’d no idea how good, wholesome it felt to be this intimate with someone.

body still awkward & unsure, she let’s el take the reins, moving her body where she wanted it, allowing her body to react as it wished. a new sensation grows in the pit of her stomach, like a coil starting to wind. slow, but there. but she wants that mouth on hers again, to feels ellena’s body against her own -- but she doesn’t want her to stop, either. the hand entwined with ellena’s slowly lets go, instead moving to brush the hair from the farmer’s face, wanting to watch & appreciate the beauty that was her lover.

#onthefarm #| тнαт ѕoυтнerɴ вelle | c. valentine #nsfw

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#{ val <3's ellena 2k17 }#onthefarm

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onthefarm:

before she descended further along valentine’s body, her hands moved to take rest on her hips. she’d settled comfortably between those legs and there was a glance up towards val’s face once more before she’d continue, just looking at her, just wanting to see her reaction to the attention given. it’s what made her want to keep going, she wanted more of that and more of those sounds.

nail gently bit into flesh as she finally dipped her head down between those parted thighs, her lips pressing a trail of kisses to where valentine needed them most. she could feel her heart racing, this was still so new to her and she really wanted to make this perfect. licking her lips for a moment, before leaving them parted to allow tongue to slip forward. she indulged again and again, her pace wasn’t slow, but still not quick, wanting to savor this. their first time and definitely not their last.

seeing ellena peer back up at her calms valentine, even though the farmer has neared that sacred place. the cowgirl shivers as warm breath peppers the inside of her thighs, legs tensing despite herself but the second ellena’s tongue presses against her sex, valentine nearly jumps at the sensation. torso rising from the pillows, half-propped by one elbow & the other hand searching for ellena’s, entwining their fingers together.

valentine is not granted a moment to relax, as the brunette’s tongue swipes again & again, the sensitive bundle of nerves causing valentine to twitch nearly every time. thighs part even further, the cowgirl staring down at the mess of hair draped over her stomach & the outline of el’s face ; mesmerized as she watches her lover’s tongue move against her. “ el. “ she whimpers. “ tha’ feels good. “ really good.

#onthefarm #| тнαт ѕoυтнerɴ вelle | c. valentine #nsfw

binging every now & then wasn’t unlike papi, but rarely did she allow herself to get blackout drunk ( after all, if she wasn’t on her game, she wouldn’t be taking home any pretty ladies ) must’ve been one hell of a party, though, if she’s plucking herself from the uncomfortable loveseat & has no idea where she’s at. there’s no one else in sight, save some girl passed out on the floor. feeling queasy she stands & staggers her way to the bathroom to empty the alcohol still in her stomach. not attractive, & she’s glad the other woman is passed out. for her luck, after some rummaging she snags a bottle of mouthwash & is in the process of gurgling it when rain wakes up & exclaims loudly. papi is lucky she manages to spit it out rather than choke on the liquid.

“ ay, chica, keep it down will ya? it’s too early for that shit. “ she stands in the bathroom doorway, mouthwash bottle still in hand. she attempts to read the flavor -- mint explosion, or something ridiculous, when the glint of her own wedding ring catches her eye. the bottle of mouthwash falls to the floor with a thud & splash.

connecting the dots, she whirls around on rain. bits & pieces of the night come back to her. rain’s face, sliding a ring on her finger, something with an ice sculpture -- “ oh hell no, papi doesn’t do marriage. this gotta be some kinda cruel joke. “

@ocamporain

#ocamporain #{ i'm laughing already. this is gold }#| jυѕт вy ĸιѕѕιɴɢ нer | c. papi

sends all the marriage memes.

#𝓃𝑜𝓂 𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓂𝑒 { ooc }

💍

wake up married | send ‘em in!

hangovers weren’t a thing russo dealt with, though getting drunk was really no issue on his behalf. the young wolf has been pacing for some time now, watching the sleeping woman in his bed & then turning his gaze to the marriage certificate on the nightstand. fuck, ren was going to kill him for getting himself into such a mess. marrying some chick he met at a club.

courteous enough to adjust the sheets to cover quinn’s nude body, he then gently shakes her awake. “ hey, uh -- quinn. “ that’s what the marriage certificate said, “ please don’t punch me in the face when you wake up. please don’t punch me in the face.. “ he mutters to himself as he tries again to rouse her, “ hey. “

#{ i need more excuses to use russo tbh }#tremulousalto

pinpilinpaux:

Her eyes can’t help but fall to all the skin Asami is showing. She’s just a woman, no judging. And then her hand on her cheek makes her look up. Blush like an idiot. She then catches up to Asami’s words, she frowns. “You don’t?” she asks. She doesn’t regret getting married to Asami, even if it wasn’t how she wanted it to go at all, but she’s confused as to why Asami seems to agree. “I mean. I don’t either but I thought —well, we’re best friends, right?” she adds still a bit confused. She’s really not following this conversation and she can’t even blame her headache.

korra’s confusion causes uncertainty in asami, though luckily brief. “ no, i don’t. “ face it, they’ve spent the last several years as friends,& if asami ended up with anyone was it really so crazy that it was korra? perhaps a little, given the engineer had assumed korra’s feeling platonic, & let’s face it the spunky woman could have had anyone she wanted. “ no, i don’t. “ she reiterates, sitting up slowly to face her wife, though the sheets fall from her torso & she realizes her state of undress. apparently she didn’t remember that, either.

“ we are best friends, korra. they say that your lover should become your best friend. i guess we just did it backwards. “ friendship first, marriage later. asami is starting to wonder if korra is going to freak out about all this. “ you do ... -- did? want to marry me, right? “ a lengthy stretch of silence, “ do you love me? “

#pinpilinpaux #| ɴoт jυѕт тнe cнαυғғeυr | c. asami

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