#ch:hazel

[goodewitchwalking]

@thrall-of-the-hill

Continued

24) for the sub to sit on the dom’s lap with their dock/strap inside them, meant to be completely still until they are given permission to move. (Hazel to James)

"N-Not empty, James. I don't like being ignored. Here I am making it rather obvious that I want your attention and here you are with a thousand things you'd rather be doing." Hazel sighed leaning her back into his chest with a knowing smile on her face. Believe it or not, she was rather comfortable after having a moment to adjust to his size. Was the lack of friction maddening and made even more so when forced o be still.

"Come on Ohkwari you know we could be having far more fun if we dispense with this punishment. After all, you are the only one who seems to be struggling with it." She purred as her womb clenched tightly around him. Hazel sighed eyes rolling with pleasure at the sensation. Another 30 m minutes of this wouldn't be too much to have to deal with.

[goodewitchwalking]

@thrall-of-the-hill

Continued “I don’t think I can cum anymore tonight…” (Hazel to James)

Hazel was just trying to catch her breath as the tremors from this last time finally faded away. The buzzing that had her buried in the gree house for most of yesterday and part of today was long forgotten. IT was easy sometimes to forget that she was now in possession of a 6 foot plus shadow that didn't always take kindly to her mentally checking out unless, of course, he was causing it.

James was very good about not pushing her past the limits the woman herself hadn't even known about until after meeting him. She was used to having lackluster partners who were too intimidated to put any real effort into pleasing her.

"You're are n-nothing more than a bully, sir." She whimpered even as her eyes fluttered closed and her hips began to slowly rock into his mouth. If it weren't for his hand holding her legs open she would surely have made a nice pair of earmuffs for the man. Her cheeks reddened even further at his compliment knowing that he meant every word."Just one more James...If I come any more than that I think I'll melt or die of dehydration."

[amystronghold]

Amy & Hazel

Amy was in the school library prepping for her classes to come. She picked up a couple statistics books, English, and art literature. Amy went to the literature section and grabbed a couple of her favorites. She picked up Catcher in the Rye, Nineteen Minutes, Room, and The Glass Castle. She dusted them off, and turned the corner. Amy felt a huge thud before ending up on the floor and the books scattered around her. “Well, that’s one way to start the semester.”

[irwinashtcn-blog]

*sends you the same memes you sent me aye*

HAZEL CAMPOS

Ü — your muse walks in on my muse naked.

"Oliver! Oliver, where are you? You know, you give me a key to your apartment and you’re not even here? Oliver, answer me!" There was silence and Hazel decided to take a seat, moments later noticing she had to use the bathroom. She knew where everything was, anyway. The brunette whipped the door open quickly, "Oliver! Oh my God, oh God — Wow.” She thought for a moment, almost staring .. “You do look good in your birthday suit.” Walking out of the bathroom with her eyes closed, silently.

☺ — my muse trying to piss yours off.

"Why do you always need to bring her a coffee? What? She doesn’t have legs?” Hazel asked, the jealousy rising and she tried to hold it back, but he had to play it nice to Lucy or whatever her name was. “You know, what? Fine, go bring her a stupid espresso. Make sure you don’t bump into another girl in Starbucks.”

IZZY ROBB :(

۵ — my muse kisses yours to shut them up. 

"Shane! Did you see that? I did a frickin’ 360 on a dang longboard! Oh my God, that was fucking awesome, it was such a rush, let’s go down this hill. That’ll be even bet—"

Izzy paused completely, a bit shocked and totally wanting more of his lips on hers. “..Oh, wow. That was different.”

유 — my muse trying to seduce information from your muse.

The blonde was in a fit of giggles watching Shane try to “shimmy” his way into Izzy’s bed. “You’re definitely not going to get into any girls pants with that move.” Laughing more, watching try to take his clothes off extremely wrong in a hot way. “You know,” She tried to stop herself from laughing, just to sigh. “Fine. I’ll tell you, just.. Don’t do that again, please.”

[prophecies-fanfiction]

TITLE: Sand AUTHOR: Lina CHARACTERS: Hazel Mires, Julian Miles, Vivienne Casey, Rosie Castro, Malia Casey, Parker Valentine, Brielle Cote SHIPS: Hazel/Julian (one-sided) LENGTH: One-shot TRIGGER WARNING: None DESCRIPTION: Hazel watches her friends play volleyball and thinks about Julian. Disclaimer: We should all hope and look towards the day where man realizes that the sounds exiting his mouth are mostly complaints and a change occurs. Also, characters might be ooc.

In the sand of the artificial beach created to play volleyball,  six people whack the ball at each other over the net. Rosie, Julian, and Viv make up one team, and Brielle, Malia, and Parker make up the other. Hazel was roped in by Viv and Malia to keep track of points after teams had already been made, so Hazel moved from one reading location (her bed) to another (the volleyball pit). She’d barely glanced at Julian when she arrived and was glad for her book to direct her attention to. 

Looking up as she combs her hair back, she catches Parker twerking in his short-shorts. Malia, in her matching pair, laughs at Parker, and they both miss the ball that lands between them. Hazel chuckles at this. Rosie, Viv, and Julian cheer and Hazel returns to her book.

Once again, the game of volleyball is in an entirely different dimension than the one she is in with her book. And she’s thrown out of the dimenion when a new character in the book is introduced named Jules.

Hazel stares at the name, biting her lip, and then looks up at the real Jules. He’s diving for the volleyball before it touches the ground, hitting it up, and Viv or Rosie—she wasn’t paying attention to them—sends the ball back over the net. She watches Julian high-five Rosie. Watches him jog back to his spot in the sand and brush the sand off his hands. Watches him lift up the front of his shirt to wipe sweat off his face. Watches his exposed skin while it’s exposed. Watches him waggle his eyebrows at Viv and hit the volleyball when it falls toward him. Watches him notice she’s staring and sees him narrow his blue eyes at her. 

Hazel quickly averts her eyes and pretends to have been watching Viv. Viv, who’s all long legs and tan skin. Her best friend but not her equal. A girl who exists to make girls like Hazel jealous. Of course Julian likes Viv. 

Julian never flirted with Hazel like he does with other people. Hazel’s brain reminds her of this too often. She’d been just a friend to him. He never wanted her, even before he hated her. Hazel knows this well. 

That day in the kitchen when she agreed to date Sean and Julian had been so angry, Hazel loved that. She loved to imagine that Julian had been furious because he was jealous. It was such a stupid idea, but she thought that maybe if she got together with someone else, Julian would stop being stupid and realize his feelings for her. But Julian began to ignore her and Hazel knew she was totally wrong.

She’s grown to love Sean, really love him. But looking at Julian or hearing someone talk about him puts a flutter in her gut that she’s never felt with Sean.

It’s weird to feel like choosing Sean over Julian that day in the kitchen was the simultaneously the worst and best day. Sean is the most amazing boyfriend she’s ever had and it feels so good to be loved and to love. But she’d never have Julian.