PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE JUST GIVE ME ONE CHANCE I CAN’T CHANGE YOU BUT THATS FINE

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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE JUST GIVE ME ONE CHANCE I CAN’T CHANGE YOU BUT THATS FINE
so… we did a thing today. feeling insane rn.
Do you headcanon Astarion as booby type or booty type, when/if he romance female Tav and/or other female characters?
Hello 🥰
I hc Astarion's a ‘fixate-on-whatever-feature-Tav-has’ type.
Tiddies, booty—he loves them all, but what drives him most insane is that it’s attached to the person he loves.
Send help.
I hadn't seen the thigh in the bottom picture until today...
I'm going to lose it.
i’m literally trying so fucking hard to be normal about the fact that it’s brandon flowers birthday today and i’m seeing the killers tonight
wow I can’t believe Jonny and Alex are gonna adapt all 61 chapters the classic and beloved post-cannon fic mushaboom by pantsoflobster I can’t wait
MY LITTLE DOROTHY
A/n: Literally the best outfit of love on tour! Repost from my other acc, enjoy:)
Warnings: smut, sub-Harry, anal play, unprotected sex, a whole lotta filth basically!
‘Y’ an come in now’ Harry had finally called from inside his dressing room. Your had been waiting for the past 5 minutes, clad in your bunny outfit and truly taking on the bunny facade as you stomped your foot in anticipation of what Harry could be wearing for his Harryween show, the only information your had was that him and Alessandro Michele had designed the outfit together, so you knew the outcome was going to be something extravagant.
You don’t hesitate to open the door, and when your eyes meet Harry’s your are fucking mesmerised, he was Dressed as Dorothy from the Wizard Of Oz, in a blue and white picnic blanket patterned dress’ oversea in little strawberries and apples, red tights, and some boots made to look like Dorothy’s iconic sparky red heels. And if it couldn’t get any better, he looked fucking adorable with the blush on his cheeks and mascara on his eyelashes s and the cherry on top was the little bow maintaining his unruly curls.
‘Do you think I look okay’ he say shifting on his heels, twiddling his fingers and you want to cry at the fact that he was a little nervous about his attire and what other people would think about it, you shut the dressing room door for a little privacy, he doesn’t miss the way you flick the lock shut aswell.
‘Baby, you look fucking beautiful’ you tell him truthfully, you can’t get over how pretty he is, it had honestly sent you brain haywire, you had to say you did feel very underdressed in your quiet classic bunny costume now.
‘Are you sure.’ He asks again and walk right up to him this time taking his hand in yours, ‘sweet boy as long as you feel comfortable in it and you want to wear it, I say fuck everyone else if they say something bad about it, what your are doing is soo inspiring, just fucking all the gender norms and crossing the invisible lines in the wardrobe and showing other people that it’s okay, and maybe every leading them to do what your doing after never feeling confident enough to do it before, because you have given them that confidence, and that makes me so fuckin’ proud bub’ he nods along with what you were saying still not fully with you but getting there.
Do you feel comfortable?’ you ask again.
‘Yes i do, feelin a bit cute’ he giggles making you smile.
‘I mean there’s a reason for that, you look fucking adorable. And your know what I know for a fact that everyone is going to love it, I know it.’
‘Thankyou darling, feel a lot better now’ he pulls you into his arms for a quick hug.
‘Good, now d’ya want me to show you how pretty I think your are baby?’ He doesn’t even have to ask what she means and doesn’t care that his cock gets hard at how quickly the tables have turned.
‘Yes please’ and you smirk at the feeling of his hard length against your thigh, you knew he was still a little nervous, a lot less than before and you just wanted him to appreciate himself more because sometimes he did a bad job at doing that, and this was pretty much the only way you knew how to. It is also for your sake because Harry in dresses did something to you and never failed to make your panties wet and you honestly don’t think you could wait till after the show, you had one hour to fufill your desires it wasn’t as much time you would have liked to spend on him but for now you would have to make do.
‘Get on the couch for me baby, all fours’ you tell him taking up the dominant facade that Harry usually took on in the bedroom, and you can’t lie when you say it excites you.
‘Yes angel’ he follows your order, getting on all fours on the leather couch his ass sticking out, giving you a glimpse of what was under the dress, his tights protruding in his crotch area and you can wait to explore what was underneath.
‘What should I do to you huh, what should I do to my pretty little Dorothy.’ You moved closer stroking over his ass, he wiggles it slightly at the contact.
‘Can I have your fingers, p-please’ he stutters, desperate for any kind of touch at this moment in time.
‘Where do you want my fingers baby boy’ the smirk on your face is cynical, bathing in your own dominance.
‘In my ass, want y-you to fuck my ass with your fingers please’ he begs and your can’t help but run over your clit with your fingers over the fabric of your costume, in attempt to relieve some of the tingling.
‘Good boy, asked so nicely, now you can have my fingers’ you kneel behind him and start pulling his tights down to his mid thigh, his cock springing out revealing he had forgone any underwear this evening his briefs probably being too tight to be worn aswell as the red tights,and the thought gets your even more flustered.
’Thankyou angel’ he mumbles into the couch cushions bunching the dress up to his chest in his hands making sure it wasn’t in the the way, and gives a small yelp when you abruptly squeezed the flesh of his ass in your hands.
‘Gonna get you all nice and wet for me okay’ you begin swirling your finger around his tight ring of muscles and he now and at the contact. You bring your hand back up to your mouth getting your fingers nice and wet making the experience more comfortable for Harry.
You bring your hand back down, circling his hole and dipping in every now and again to get him used to the feeling, you hadn’t done this in quite a while having been on tour, most nights he wanted to fuck the living daylights out of your because of his adrenaline highs, but oh how the roles have reversed now.
‘Please I’m ready, just want your fingers p-please’ you can tell by his tone that his is absolutely desperate.
‘Gotta be patient sweet boy, don’t wanna hurt you, want you to feel good.’ He gives in to your words and smooshed his head back into the couch cushions.
After a few minutes you decide he is finally ready, all nice and lubed up with the help of your saliva and loosened up a bit by your fingers. ‘Gonna make you feel good now baby’ he wiggles his ass in excitement at the promise. ‘Please, please, please.’ He begs and you respond by fully inserting your index finger curling it up. His moans full the room ‘fuck feels so good angel, give me more’ so you do as he say and start thrusting your finger in and out of his asshole, some adding another when his soft walls starts to open up more.
By now your are fucking him at a relentless pace, your fingers making squelching sounds as you thrust them, his moans are continuous and getting louder by the second.
‘Shit gonna make cum so hard angel, feels so good, can you please t-touch my cock, please.’
‘Yeah baby boy gonna cum hard for me, I’ll touch your cock and then I want you to come for me okay’
‘M’so close, shit’ he cries out.
You still your fingers for a second which he whines at, so you can reach around to grasp his veiny cock and begin pumping it at the same time. When you start fucking his ass again he cries out, the sensation feeling soo good. On one particular thrust you reach your fingers deep managing to brush his prostate his whole body spasming ‘shit, I’m gonna cum, can I cum please’
‘Cum for me baby boy, make a mess of yourself’ he does exactly that. After a few more thrust and pumps of your fingers and hard he is cumming hard, long spurts of thick cum landing on the couch and thank got it was leather, his hole fluttering sporadically, Harry swore he saw stars. You still your fingers but carry on pumping his cock, milking every last drop of his milky cum.
‘Shit, too much’ he slurs out and you instantly stop your movements, slowly removing your fingers only to put them in your mouth to get a taste of his sweet, mellow ass.
‘Y’okay baby boy’
‘Yes angel, feel all warm in my tummy, heads spinning a bit too, but it feels so nice’ he says dreamily.
‘Aww i’m glad, can you sit up for me baby’
‘Mhhh’ he moves his body upright and moves to sit down where his cum hasn’t dirtied the couch, you love to straddle him so you can give him a kissy which he soon replicates, grasping hold of your hips with his soft hands. When you feel his cock harden against your thigh again your open your eyes in surprise ‘didn’t think you had that much left in you, but look at you getting all hard again, such a dirty boy’
‘Can’t help it, you look hot too, walking around in that outfit, floundering that bunny tail, impossible not to get hard at’
‘Think you can cum for me again sweet boy’ you give him a few more pecks across his face.
‘Such a good boy for me aren’t you, gonna ride you baby if that okay’
‘Yeah want to to ride me, legs are still a little numb’ he smirks.
‘Oh poor baby’ you say quickly standing up to get ride of any clothing on your bottom half before straddling him again.
‘Y’ready’ you ask rubbing your built up slickness around your cunt with your finger, ‘can I have a taste’ he pleads. ‘Of course baby here you go’ you bring your finger up to his lips to which he quickly enclosed them and hims in delight when your sweet arousal spreads across his tongue, he sucks in your finger till it’s clean before you take it back out, his lips making a popping sound when you do.
Your take his cock in your hand and he hissed slightly, still a little sensitive, and you guide him to your entrance before sinking down fully into his, and he tips his head back thudding into the back of the couch, and you moan out eyes rolling at the feeling of your walls behind my full of his cock, the slight sting of his cock stretching your walls further adding to the pleasure. You start bouncing up and down, his cock felt so good inside you and the angle meant he was going really deep and you knew it would take you long to topple over the edge.
You grasp onto his hair at the base of his neck, trying not to disturb the bow on his head too much. His moans are going directly in your ear and going straight to your core, as his head is buried into your neck, finding the pleasure a lot to handle.
‘Shit I’m gonna cum soon’ you say thrusting even faster, bringing your hand down to your clit to rub deep circles to get your there quicker.
‘Fuck’ he moans, his balls tingling as he gets close to another orgasm and he knows that he’s literally going to explode inside you very soon.
You begin to clench around him, and without any words being spoken you both know that your are about to cum, and after a few more deep thrusts you fall over the edge. Your toes curling, body spasming around him, your cunt squeezing round him which leads his to his second orgasm of the night, he squeezes his eyes shut an grits his teeth body shaking as he shoots his load deep inside your, and you can tell it’s a lot when his cum starts falling out of your pussy even with his cock still buried inside you. It takes a few minutes for you to both come down from you high, your warm breaths dancing from each other as you try to regain any sense or reality.
You eventually pull his head from your neck, ‘you okay bub’ and you wish you had a camera on your when you get a proper look at his face, all hazy and fucked out mascara running down his cheeks from the overstimulation of cumming twice, you just wanted to capture this moment and keep it forever.
‘Feel incredible angel, thankyou for showing me how pretty I am.’ He smiles his eyes still shut from the exhaustion of their previous activities.
And you smile at his admittance, glad that he could finally see it and believe when you said that he was beautiful. You would usually call him cocky but you didn’t have the energy to, ‘that’s okay…my little Dorothy.
Thinking about hangman's hands again