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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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NASA
Phantogram Three
The Bowery Presents
cherry valley forever
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YOU ARE THE REASON
Game of Thrones Daily
EXPECTATIONS
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
noise dept.
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@theirwant
"theirwant" — an indie rp blog mainly focused on smut / kink. written by poe ( twenty6, she/her ) will contain taboo subjects but they will be tagged appropriately, follow at your advisory. i discord rp as well, just message me. minors dni ! please click here to find my list of rules & kinks i will rp.
open starters are here \ muse list found below:
JENNA ORTEGA For Vanity Fair Oscar Party (March 04,2025)
gonna add him but need to decide between canon or oc ok bye
might just start making gifs for a bunch of fcs that people can use for their smut (if they want) without worry
TOM HOLLAND Spider-Man: Brand New Day (Official Trailer)
“don't make me regret giving you permission, pretty boy.” she bites back a smile. while she continues to wiggle in his lap, she can't ignore the warmth that slowly begins to creep up between her thighs. with each movement, she practically grinds against his hard on, and the fabric of her practically nonexistent panties begin to soak through completely. all she can think about is the mess she's making, though when he begins to touch her body, she doesn't dwell on it anymore. “o—oh, yeah, that's really nice.” most men would have just gone immediately to groping her, but he… he takes his time. he makes her feel special, even though she knows she shouldn't feel that way with a customer, that was something against her own rules, but perhaps for the night she can let it slide. “mhm… fuck, yeah, that's okay too.” she leans into his touch, a desperate whine escaping her lips. she wants him to touch her in places she wouldn't dare let anyone else touch her, especially not in that room. and not only does she want his touch all over, she really wants him to kiss her. “wherever you want… i mean it.”
he takes his time, the pace in which he kisses her neck almost too slow but he wants to savor it -- savor her. and he keeps it light, not wanting to leave a mark, fearing it would affect her work somehow. that might change if she asked, if she wanted that. she smells like sweat and sugar and like he could get addicted to that scent, to her, if he was around it too long. which was quickly approaching to be the case. " that's good, baby? " pet name comes out without thought but it feels right as he palms her ass cheek, changing the direction of his kisses until they're hovering just over her lips. her whine is like fucking music and he's surprised at the sound but oh god is he happy to hear it. wherever he wants. a dangerous thing to say to someone who wants to touch everything. he was trained to be a weapon, to be as lethal as a fifty man mob, perceptive as a drone -- so it's with little ease that his hand shifts inside her underwear, easily tearing the strings on either side without putting any pressure onto her. he wanted fabric out of his way as his hand slid down between her cheeks, ring and middle finger moving slowly against her folds. she was drenched. " i'll buy you a new pair. " he says, lips falling on her's in a slow kiss. he wouldn't rush this, yet.
❛ only if you sit on my face. " her words merely whines at this point as one hand snaked its way into marisol's hair. hips moving with her tongue, trying to get herself closer and closer to her orgasm. her eyes kept fluttering opening and shut, looking down before looking at the door to make sure they were alone. ❛ fuck, i'm close. don't stop. don't fuckin' stop .ᐟ " her voice got louder, higher pitched as her orgasm crashed through her figure. her cunt clenching on the brunette's fingers.
" i'll think about it, " she said teasingly, before moaning in pleasure as florence's hand went into her hair. marisol, at this point, didn't give a shit if anyone came into find them like this -- they'd get to see what a needy whore the blonde was and how much she loved that. she gave a harsh suck against the girls clit as a second finger joined, moving quickly in and our of her through her orgasm. " that's it baby, cum like a good girl for me. " she giggled at the feeling of wetness soaking her fingers, the sound nothing but depraved.
talking a pause on several threads ( like 90% of them ) but not dropping, i wanna focus on some other muses to get the writing flowing.
jsyk, in case you missed it -- im not ignoring anyone my muse is just being a cunt
“i'm beginning to think you purposely find nails to run over so i can come get you outta shit.” brow quirks up at them, a somewhat condescending laugh falls from his lips. he sits on his knees, beginning to pump the lever to lift the car slightly higher. he's a natural at this, and he looks good while doing so, no wonder they keep calling him back to help. it doesn't help that he'd drop anything to make their way to them whenever they called, he has a bad habit of doing that, even when he's busy with schoolwork. / @theirwant based.
she could've called her dad, the police chief would send a squad of men to help surely -- but there was only one she wanted. one she needed. and he wasn't too far off on his comment. she didn't find the nails, no she brought them with her because well ... she liked they way he looked on his knees. fixing. " as much as i enjoy having my own personal auto hero on speed dial, tires are way too expensive to be doing something like that, " liar, liar, liar. blonde hair gets tucked behind her ear as she leans over him a little 'make note' of what he was doing. " seriously, i'm gonna need to find someway to repay you for always coming to my rescue. "
these parties never bode well for saf, and if ballet has taught her anything about herself, it's tuaght her how much she likes to be alone. she watches as her peers intermix and mingle from a corner, sipping anxiously on the wine she refilled almost three times now. this isn't her scene, yet she keeps getting invited time and time again, so they must see something in her to continue to extend an olive branch. liquid courage finally floods her system, third glass of wine and all, but it's finally time to rid herself of the shy-ness. she walks around, smiling politely, whispering 'hello's' under her breath, but even with the liquid courage it's too much for her to handle. she quickly leaves the room, wandering the hallways until she finds somewhere she can breathe. the library had become one of her favorite parts of the mansion, she'd discovered it her second invite to the party, and it quickly became her spot to decompress. she now sits at the little nook by the window, pulling a blanket over her frame to gaze outside. the voice startles her out of her thoughts, and when she peers up into the mans eyes she quickly comes to realize who it is. “no, don't go. i'm so sorry, i shouldn't be in here.”
she looks so cozy, so comfortable -- an odd sight to see at such an event, but he cannot help but smile softly at the sigh. " no, please, you are more than fine, " javi says earnestly as he makes a move, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. " technically i think neither of us are supposed to be here, so i won't tell anyone if you won't, " he gives her what he hopes is a reassuring smile as he sets his glass down on the nearest flat surface before letting his eyes roam over the books closest to him. " i didn't realize how old some of these books are -- " his right hand goes to fiddle with the band on his ring fingers, only to remember it was no longer there. a fact which made him clear his throat and blink too many times. " i hope you don't mind if i stay in here for a bit, i promise not to be too much of a bother. "
it's taken her many years to get to this point. she's done her fair share of grunt work in the club to get to where she is, but for some reason, when someone compliments her the way he's been doing, it still makes her blush. she continues to dance, putting a little more effort into the way she moves for him. he's unlike anyone she's ever experienced in the private rooms, most of the time she'd have to turn her mind off and dance aimlessly with men who are obviously there to get drunk and see pretty women dance for them like they were some objects… not him though, she's giving him the benefit of the doubt. the compliment makes her flesh burn from the inside out, and she thanks him softly under her breath. “we can do anything you want, really.” she turns to straddle his lap, bouncing slowly. her face gets dangerously close to his, and she bites back a smile, nuzzling her face against his cheek like a cat. “there's no cameras in here, you pay for your time with me and i can make your wildest dreams come true, pretty boy.”
it was nice to have a distraction from the absolute shitshow of his life, just existing as he did and his day to day was full of utter nonsense -- from the underground crime garbage he dealt with, the real-life stuff. it all was beginning to fade from his mind as he begins to focus slowly on the ethereal woman in his lap. " anything i want? " he repeats musingly. it's all he can do not to buck his hips, the urge to fresh his jean clad fully formed erection against her barely covered crotch. to let her feel exactly what she was doing him, in a way you couldn't get from just atop him. " so, it's okay if i do this -- " dick says, running one hand from her waist to the back of her neck, gently holding her head in place as her kisses down the side of her neck. " -- and this. and -- " he lets his other hand roam down, slipping into the fabric of her panties to squeeze her ass cheek. " this. this is okay? "
it all had come to him as a blur, one moment he was riding his horse into the woods chasing after god knows what now. he can't remember his left from right anymore, and there's certain pounding in his head and chest that he feels if he moves even just a millimeter, his entire body will break into a thousand shards. the faintness of two sweet voices sound around him, but it's not enough for him to fully blink his eyes open; he tries, but everything is still utterly blurry. “hel…” the beginning of a word begins to form at the tip of his tongue, but whatever he'd hit his head upon must have really done a number to him. his head begins to feel like dead weight on his shoulders, every single square inch of his skin feels like it'd been set on fire. the only thing he can even muster a thought about is where he is, and even that doesn't register quite properly yet.
the beginning of words is a good sign, but unfortunately the man's state is not quite what either of the women would want it to be. elya, usually so bright and cheerful was quickly finding her mood beginning to sour at the thought of the man not coming to quickly enough. she desired for him to be a new plaything for her, whereas raia simply didn't want to see a life fade again. " we need more, " elya said, gently repositioning the man as she sat behind him on the bed, putting his head into her lap. raia watched as she gently touched his face, the redhead going into an almost trance like state as she began to mutter words --- elya running a hand along his hairline, her words the will of the goddess, stitching and mending wounds within that could not be seen with human eyes. " here, sir, " raia placed a rag soaked in medicinal water against his exposed chest. " if you can understand me, you're safe now. "
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muse: oliver fisher
open for: f / nb
plot + connections: oliver is a doctor with a private practice and your muse is either a patient / former patient / parent of a patient who has liked oliver for a while and is letting him know that.
for most people the last open day of the week would be busy, but historically friday was his slowest day which is why he had been able to see them so last minute. but he hadn't expected them to say the series of words that left their mouth. " uh -- " he is stunned, fiddling with the stethoscope around his neck. " sorry i'm just a little thrown right now, " oliver laughed awkwardly scooting back in the rolling chair he'd sat in some point during their confession. " you're wow -- you're gorgeous and i am so so so so flattered but it's, like, wow! are you sure? me? this is -- " oliver gestured between them before lifting the end of his stethoscope. " i'm a doctor, i have to be professional, and you're --- you're ... you! "
ok im gonna post a starter and disappear for many many hours
ELLA RUBIN as clover until dawn (2025)
TOM HOLLAND - SPIDER-MAN BRAND NEW DAY
