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When the black phone 2 come out would u ever make anymore fan art?
I promise I'll make more TBP fanart jhjskskp it's just that two different hyperfixations have a chokehold on me rn :')
^ visual representation on the grip they have on me KDHKSKB
Hey !
Just wanted to ask, What fic is attached to your black phone art ? The one where Finn is holding his bloody eye
Hello hellooo! Most of my TBP fanart is actually fanart from this fic :3 (fic details in the link too jchscjhs)
Hope you enjoy it if you end up reading it!! :D
What’s your favorite candle scent?
Comfort Food?
lavender!!
probably pizza and shredded marble cheese
tysm anon!!!
(amazing profile picture btw)
what's heavier? a kilogramme of steel or a kilogramme of feathers?
thank u!!! Ppl are loving the pfp today
they are the same weight, but one of them is much bigger.
BERNADETTE YOU ARE MY LIBERTY I CELEBRATE THE DAY YOU CHANGED MY HISTORY OF LIFE AND DEATH WILL ALWAYS LEAD YOU INTO LOVE AND REGRET (NO BTW ARE YOU TREATING US LIKE CATS??? WHATS UP WITH THE PSPS IN THE ASK TITLE?) - FIRST ANON
BUT YOU HAVE ANSWERS, AND I HAVE THE KEY FOR THE DOOR TO BERNADETTE WINDING DOWN UR EMOTIONS FAMILY AND FRIENDS BECOMING GHOSTS TO DREAMS OF AND PASS ON, TIME WILL ERASE EVERY FACE, EVERY NAME WE ARE ALONE, NO ONE TO BLAME
YOU AND ME IN OUR PLAYHOUSE LIVING IN A VEIL WE NEVER NEED TO GO WITHOUT MEMORIES BRING NO JOY OR PEACE WE ARE ALONE AND ALL WE NEED
TUNING OUT OF THE POSION EVERY WAKING DAY INTOLERANCE TO OVERCOME FORTUNES WON BY THE BOYS WITH GUNS WE ARE ALONE, NOWHERE TO RUN!1!1!1!1!1!11
you’re 20 but won’t write about men older than you? are you fr lmao
I’m assuming u mean cuz I didn’t include seungmin and i.n in the one last post??? That’s not because I dont write for them that was because I just wasn’t sure about them and didn’t have ideas that’s why I said in the post on the top that I might add them later if I get inspiration for them I guess. I wrote it like right on the top so you know before reading that I didn’t include them.
It’s not because I feel uncomfortable writing for these two like that I just wasn’t sure and maybe a bit out of ideas so please be so nice and give me time might add them in the next days depending on how much I need to work :)
*screams in your ear* Hello
WAAAA HELLO MY FIRST ANON!!!!
When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously). You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity ❤️
Ooooo, an Anon Ask that's probably chain mail or something? Little do they know that I try and answer most everything I'm asked cuz I enjoy engagement on this site! And I will instead tag some mutuals and make this a positive little game! Ahem, here goes!!
My friends!!! Hiiiii everyone! I love interacting and being with both my virtual and non-online buddies, because they are the best! Each of my friends get to claim pieces of my brain like a community garden lol.
2. Music! It's everywhere, and everything to me!! I've got so many favorite songs 'n genres, and it's really a part of my life I could never ever live without. I heart music forever :3
3. Food! Now, I know not everyone is a foodie, but I definitely am! Cooking and baking are great bonding activities imo, and you can learn a lot about the world (and people around you) by watching what kinds of cuisines cross over tables!!
4. Mushrooms! Not necessarily for eating, I just think they are cool! I have two lovely books on mycology and fungi that I need to dedicate some more time to, and upon completing them, I will become the Mushroom Master! Mwahaha! XD
5. Plush toys & stuffed animals!! I have a tiiiiiiny problem with how many I've collected lol, but I cherish them all dearly and am 100% willing to go into debt for some cool plushies. If I am not holding them in my arms or nestling in a pile of them on my bed, then they are in The Birdcage for my viewing enjoyment!
Phew, now that my spiel is all over with, time to tag some lovely mutuals! Feel free to answer as much or as little as you want in this lil game; I'm just curious about what might make people happy :]]
@augmentedchordsofficial, @adriftinthev0id, @god-shits-in-my-dinner, @spectrum-studios, @i-ideate
Hey sorry correct me if I'm wrong but I could've sworn Hawks was in a poll for the omegaverse fic you just released? Did he get cut out of it when editing or something?
Okay so I don't want to say too much but Hawks will be part of the sequel. Meant to be Ours is a two part story, I kind of alluded to it in the final paragraph but did not make the fic a series on Ao3 because I don't know when I'll get around to writing it but yeah Hawks is included and you guys are going to hate him!
Hi! I send in a request 2 days ago, and I was wondering when it's gonna be posted :) no rush!!
Hi!
So I have a lot to do this week regarding school. So I probably won't be able to post anything before the weekend or the start of the next week. I hope you understand.
Btw, I loved your request, I can't wait to write it.
How would u describe descendants:rise of red James hook..? Like his character cuz I wanna start writing for him but I wanna know how others see his character
Hi!
So, personally, I would describe James Hook as someone who is first and foremost mischievous. That's the key. He's a person who likes to tease others just for his own fun. Someone who constantly has a smirk on his face as he does. I think that he's also someone who is very goofy in a way that is actually endearing, and it's what makes him so lovable and an amazing villain in Descendants: The Rise of Red.
I honestly hope that I helped you even a little bit. I wish you luck in your writing. Have fun with it, of course! That's all that matters. Also, I would love to be tagged in your fics when you write them about him. ♡
Hello
Do you write angst fics?
Have a good day
Hi!
Yes, I do write angst fics. There are not a lot of them published yet, but I do write them.
Thank you, have a nice day/night, too!
PLEASE WRITE MORE JAMES HOOK 🙏🙏
Hi!
I definitely will write more James/Captain Hook fic. I will probably be posting one fic each day because it takes me a bit to get through requests and everything. ♡
Hey! You alive? Just wanted to check is your still breathing lmao
Hi!
Hahahah, yeah, I'm still alive. Somehow. The education system in my country is just kicking my ass right now, and I can't wait to be done for the year.
I just have to pull through for another three weeks and then I will be able to get back into writing all of the requests and the stuff that comes to mind.
I'm sorry for the wait, but in three weeks, I will be back and stronger than ever. Hahaha.
Thanks for the concern.
Love you all. ❤️
Hi, I saw where you said you won't write for innocent reader, and I wanted to ask if that includes reader being a virgin? I had a request idea for that but I don't wanna make you uncomfortable.
Hi!
Thank you so much for the ask. It's completely fine if the reader is a virgin, but I don't write stuff that include like reader who doesn't even know what sex is or like has no clue as to how you do it or what is he/her about to do to her during the ✨️act✨️ or like doesn't know what is happening to her when she's about to finish. It's fine for me to write when the reader is inexperienced, but not when she has no clue what is going on.
I hope that I answered your question with this. So if you didn't change your mind feel free to send your request. I'll get to it. Some day. (The school is kicking my ass and I have no time for myself).
Have a nice day/night, lovely! ♡
hiyaa! random question but would you ever write for effie? (thg) thanks & have a nice day! btw i luv luv luv your johanna fics!!
Hi, love! ♡
Yes, of course. Sure. I just don't have ideas for fics about her, but if you have any ideas, feel free to send me a request!
I saw the line abt finnicks eyes mirroring readers and is the reader supposed to specifically have green?
Hi!
So, I don't usually write specific features when it comes to writing x reader fics. Like I don't usually mention the hight, hair color or even eye color. But sometimes there is a specific reason for a specific feature.
For example, in my Katniss x reader fic Blood Rain I did write that reader has sea green eyes mirroring Finnick's, but that is only because (in my head at least) the sea green eyes is something that District 4 is know for. Like in the books, Katniss' and Gale's features like eye and hair color are something that comes from a specific part of District 12 just like Prim's and Haymitch's eyes and hair color.
So, I'm sorry if it bothered you, but yeah.
For the love of all that is horny
PLEASE write more fics like three makes a group
Omg dp yes yes yes
Just everything yes omg
GAHHAHHAHAHAHA
Omg you all are dragging me straight to hell with you.
But yes. Your wish is my command. 😌
*Lois Griffen staring at pill bottle meme where Lois is me and the pill bottle is your posts*
OMG!! Hagahah thank you so muchhh!! I really appreciate it, this just made my day! 🤣♡
hi love!!!! your work is so amazing i love how you write
i was wondering if you could do a corionlanus x fem reader where she’s his tribute and is about to be killed in the game but it’s kind of like that scene in you where she says “no don’t kill me im pregnant” and it’s his reaction and everyone watching trying to get them to end the games? i’d love to see what you could do w that feel free to change anything u want!
Songbird's Plan | Coriolanus Snow
Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x fem!tribute!reader
Summary: The presence of a song bird can change everything for one who appreciates them or "if it weren't for the baby" TBOSAS edition.
Warning/s: a bit of angst, Coriolanus Snow being in love, nickname (songbird), mentions of death, mentions of pregnancy, short fic, possible grammar and spelling mistakes
Author's note: It's finally here. Hope you enjoy.
The moment Coriolanus Snow met you he knew that he would do everything in his power to protect you from harm no matter what.
Of course he knew that that was going to be a difficult challenge because you were his tribute.
You were supposed to be in the games, you were supposed to literally fight for your life. There was always the chance that you would die, but Coriolanus didn't allow himself to think too long of this outcome. He knew that it would simply drive him to compete and utter madness.
So once the rebels bombed the arena, once he was out of the hospital and once he made sure that his tribute was okay, he sneaked into the arena the night before the games.
He spend more than half of the night searching for the places for his little songbird to hide. He did everything he could, he truly did, and he truly did though that he would be prepared for everything.
Yet as he found himself leaning towards the screen in front of him that displayed the scene of you being attacked by Coral he felt himself automatically freeze. He felt helpless.
He felt like he let you down and that ate him inside out.
Coriolanus felt like his heart was going to simply burst out of his chest as he watched, his throat tightening.
He watched Coral getting closer to you. He felt useless.
But there was something that both of you underestimated. There was a certain connection between you two. Both Coriolanus and you were smart, willing to do anything to survive.
Once Coriolanus remembered that, he forced himself to move. He could probably wipe out Coral with those badly made drones, but he needed some distraction because if Coral sees them, it's over. He could hit you.
"Please, don't!" Your voice broke out of the screen, Coriolanus felt himself flinch at the desperation behind it.
He watched your helpless form glazing away from Coral like you were on thin ice.
Coriolanus felt like he would scream put as Coral raised her weapon against you. But that's when you yelled out something that made his heart completely stop.
"No!" Your forceful voice shouted. "Don't kill me, I'm pregnant!"
Coral stopped for a moment. Coriolanus stopped for a moment. In fact, it seemed like the entire world stopped for a moment.
Coriolanus couldn't move, his mouth slightly agape as he watched you breathe heavily as you waited for Coral to move.
"Stop the games!" Tigris shouted in despair.
Coriolanus felt himself turn around quickly as he watched the mob of students standing up, waving his hands in air as they shouted to stop the games.
Coriolanus quickly turned to the screen and watched Coral still trying to gain her composure. He moved quickly, his body quicker than his mind.
If he doesn't do anything now, it would be over for you.
So as he send at least ten drones into the arena, successfully killing Coral, and as he watched your face twist in relief, and as he heard the cheers behind him he realized that maybe the hope wasn't lost after all.
His little songbird was truly a genius.
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TAGLIST:
@hellonheels-x @especiallythewomenandthechildren @prettyinsatiable @caroline-books @runningfrom2am @10ava01 @thecrowdedstreetin1944
delete this if you find it weird or confusing 🙏
But headcanons of what snow (old) would act like if he saw the granddaughter of his first love that he betrayed or something , like she looks exactly like her and she’s been chosen for the games
Reminder of His First Love | Coriolanus Snow Headcanons
Warning/s: Old!Snow, mentions of death, possible grammar and spelling mistakes
Author's note: OMG THIS IS AMAZINGG!! I really tried and I truly hope that I did this justice it deserves and I'm sorry if this is not what you had on mind. Enjoy!
So you're a granddaughter of one and only songbird, Lucy Gray Baird.
After she escaped form Snows clutches, she made it look like she was dead just so he could leave her alone forever.
Her heart broke from his betrayal.
She moved to the furthest part of the District 12 once she returned back home.
She tried to live her life to the fullest after everything that happened.
Later on she married a nice man from her District and they had a son.
She sadly passed away not long after.
However, her spirit lived on and passed itself upon her dear granddaughter who she sadly never met.
She would've been proud if she knew you.
Your father always told you that you were your grandmother's clone.
And boy was that true.
Your face, your hair, your voice, the way you carried yourself... everything was just like Lucy Gray.
Your mom always used to joke that she was reincarnated in came back as you.
And just like your grandmother, you got picked for the Hunger Games as a female tribute from District 12.
President Snow was sipping on his tea as he watched the reaping ceremony and he could swear that his heart stopped beating for a moment once he saw you in a colorful dress as you stepped up.
He tried to not think of Lucy Gray Baird for a long time, now imagine his shock when she stepped onto that stage once again.
Once the interviews came and you were interviewed by Caesar Flickerman a usual question came up.
"What is your talent?"
You stopped to think for a moment and answered without hesitation.
"I can sing." You smiled at him and then looked at the crowd. "I know that it may not help me much in the arena, but I'm really good at it."
Snow thought that you proved that, alright.
You formed alias whith Foxface in the arena.
As she died you held her in your arms as you sang her to sleep.
"No, nothing you can take was ever worth keeping..."
Snow was frozen in his seat.
During the games, he found it hard to watch them somehow.
It was perfectly clear that Lucy Gray came back to haunt him and destroy him.
And boy did she do exactly that.
He never would have thought that Lucy Gray's daughter would become the leader of the rebellion.
He should've explained it, though.
The rebells won and you were supposed to be the one to execute Snow.
The words that you told him once you met up with him before his execution echoed in his mind until the moment he died.
"I am absolutely repulsed by you."
With that, Lucy Gray's clone left him speechless.
He couldn't believe that after all those years she still affected him.
But you now what they say, you never forget your firsts.
Pretty soon he was tied up against the pole as you stood a few feet away from him.
"You're as pure as the driven snow." You mocked him before you let the arrow fly, ripping through the air.
It seems like Lucy Gray's mockingjays did harm him after all.
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TAGLIST:
@hellonheels-x @especiallythewomenandthechildren @prettyinsatiable @caroline-books @runningfrom2am @10ava01 @thecrowdedstreetin1944
Finally, someone is going to write about Bojan the lack of content when it come to bojan (and Kris, Jan, Jure and Nace) is literally killing me. So that you can wait to read your writing
Hi! So I wrote a Bojan fic a while ago. It's called Ona (click on the word to find the post), and I've been thinking of making its sequel for a while now. I hope I will get to it soon. ♡
Hi can I request another jann rozmanowski x fem (Figure skater reader) Where Jann is jealous of another figure skater talking/flirting with the reader? Really love your work!
Pair Skating | Jan Rozmanowski/Jann
Pairing: Jan Rozmanowski/Jann x reader (figure skater!reader)
Summary: Jan didn't have any problem with you switching to pair skating because of your injury... until he does.
Warning/s: a bit of jealously, PDA, mention of injury, possible grammar and spelling mistakes
Author's note: Here it is! Finally!! So sorry for the long wait. I hope you enjoy this and thank you for your kind comment!🤗❤️
It was hard for both you and Jan at first.
For as long as you rememberd you were always skating solo. Alone. You were one of the best known figure skaters in the world. You won many titles and there were were few people who didn't know your name. Loved and known by many, adored by many, admired by many, envied by many.
Your flexibility, speed and durability are the qualities that got you were you are right know. You were doing it alone and you were doing it good. Amazing even. You could always hear people whispering around you everywhere you went. Leopard, thay called you. Your ability to be fast and strong got you that nickname. And just like leopards, you traveled alone.
But even the best animals in the wilderness have their downs. On one gloomy Saturday morning you were injured during your trainings. You didn't see it coming, nobody did, truth to be told, but it happened. So fast.
You were quickly transported to the nearest hospital and your twisted ankle was at bay.
Jan, your boyfriend, almost had a heart attack. He was in Poland at that time and you knew that not even your convincing words would stop him from taking the plane and flying off to you.
At first it all went fine. Your ankle was recovering pretty quickly and you accidentally felt great. You could stand on your own again and you could walk around normally again. Very soon, you could even run! It was too good to be true. You felt like you were ready to step back onto the ice and your trainer agreed, but on one condition. For the time being, you had to switch to pair skating.
It wasn't going to be for forever! Your trainer insisted on it for your own safety. Until you were completely healed and back in your old condition. You didn't mind it at all! It was perfect. You didn't have to be all alone and you would feel safer with completely healthy skating partner. You weren't the one who had any problems with it. It was Jan who didn't really like the idea of it.
Don't get it wrong here, he actually loved the fact that you would be safe, especially considering your current state because of your injury. He loved the excitement and enthusiasm that you showed every time that was brought up in the conversation. Jan loved the idea of it, actually. Until he didn't. More precisely, up until your new skating partner decided that it would be a good idea to flirt with you.
Jan wasn't someone who gets jealous easily. He came to your training sessions every time you invited him. He was fine with your new skating partner, Liam, and you doing a bit more mature programs and everything. He didn't mind the touches, the holding, the closeness, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't even mind if you just had to kiss Liam because of the performance. Why? Because he trusted you completely and he knew that that would never change. He even had the trust in Liam to not make any moves on you up until one day.
You called Jan to pick you up after your practice because your car was taken by your parent for a day and so you didn't have a way to come home. Jan was delighted to come and get you. He walked into the building, security guard recognized him and let him in. He was walking down the hallway towards the training room.
The moment he walked in he could see you both. Liam and you were talking to each other as you drank your water totally obvious to Liam's pathetic attempts to flirt with you. Jan slowly started to walk towards the two of you, not realizing that he was even moving before he reached you.
"Hello, Liam." Jan greeted with the fire in his eyes as he slung his arm over your shoulders. Liam eyed him a bit, his whole face just radiating "annoyed". Despite of that, he greeted Jan back and continued to mindlessly flirt with you in front of him. You didn't realize what was going on as the conversation kept going. However you could guess what was up as Jan started to touch you in front of Liam more. It started out as him slowly pulling you towards him, then wrapping his arms around you and finally he started to kiss the back of your neck.
"I think it's time to go, my love." Jan spoke up after few more minutes, you still in his arms as he turned to Liam.
"Liam." He nodded at him before pulling you away, but not before kissing you passionately, roughly even, as you exited the training room. Jan was very aware of Liam angrily staring at his back as he took your breath away with the kiss. He couldn't help but to smirk at the thought of it.
"What was that all about?" You asked him as you walked down the hall, holding hands. Not like you weren't aware of what happened, but you just wanted him to say it.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He told you, innocently, but you knew better. One thing was for sure. You weren't going to give up on this.
"On you know." You started to explain, clearly teasing him. "The touches, the neck kisses and that kiss you gave me just a minute ago."
"Oh, that." He stuttered a bit. "It was nothing."
"You were jealous." You finally said it, smirking at the blush on his cheeks. "Weren't you?"
"No, I wasn't." He immediately denied it and your suspicion was 100% confirmed.
You placed both of your hands on his face as you gave him a sweet kiss, nothing similar to the passionate, hungry, even lustful one that he gave you in front of Liam.
"Oh my God, you are SO jealous!"
"No, I am not!!"
Ethan sharing his girlfriend/SO with his bandmates because she brought up the idea of group sex once. He doesn't tell her until she gets there and he comes back from the kitchen and whispers it in her ear when Damiano is feeling her up. She gets a little scared and leans on Ethan the entire time and he's right there reassuring her and making sure they don't do anything to make her uncomfortable while he's also joining in.
Three Makes a Group | Damiano David & Ethan Torchio
Pairing: Damiano David x Måneskin!reader x Ethan Torchio
Summary: After bringing up the idea of group sex to your boyfriend Ethan, you have to deal with the consequences of your dirty mind.
Warning/s: smut, just pure smut, spanking, prising, cum talk, dirty talk, dom!Ethan, pussy drunk Damiano, sub!reader, choking, name calling, group sex, threesome, swearing
Author's note: so this is the first time that I'm writing smut. Like... for real. And not only that, it's also the first time that I'm writing something poly. So, I'm sorry if it's bad, I really tried. Anyways, enjoy you, nasty. 😏
You didn't exactly remember that you were talking about that topic with your handsome boyfriend Ethan until a gorgeous frontman showed up at your house, more precisely your kitchen, for a reason that was extremely different than usually.
It was about a week ago when Ethan and you were watching some shitty move that somehow had more sex scenes than an actual plot. You were both snuggled up next to each other under the blanket placed on your sofa as you ate popcorn. Suddenly, just as you thought that a girl and that dude in the movie were about to finally have a normal civil conversation, they started to do everything, but talk. Another girl's love interest showed up and all three of them started to go at it. While watching that scene, you suddenly remembered one of your dirty fantasies.
You don't exactly know what the hell came over you when you started to speak about it with Ethan. It started out as a curious question when you asked him if he ever had group sex before he met you and if he did what was it like. You also said it so innocently that poor Ethan almost choked on his popcorn. But, no. It turned out that he never had group sex, but he said that it would probably be a great experience, sure. After that you simply said "okay" and completely dropped the topic. You felt embarrassed for one reason or another and Ethan felt completely shocked. He simply couldn't believe that you would just ask him that, but then dropped the topic like it was the most normal thing in the world. Like you didn't just ask him what group sex would feel like. It felt like you were asking him where the remote was. Ethan liked that. He found it very amusing. After that little, innocent, conversation, he couldn't get the idea of group sex with you out of his mind.
A few days after that eventful conversation, he suddenly got an idea with who the two of you could do it with. Damiano David, your fellow band member. It was perfect. Damiano and you kind of knew each other the longest and you were like best friends, but he knew very well that Damiano and you found each other attractive. But then again, can he blame you, really? He couldn't. And so he didn't. Instead, he found this situation as a perfect plan to finally get it on with Damiano and you.
And so, this is how you ended up here. Standing in the middle of your kitchen, leaning back again your kitchen counter as you listened to your boyfriend and your fellow band member's plan. Group sex. With the two of them. You were actually very found of that idea, but you were still kind of nervous. After all, you have never done that before. Ethan and Damiano sensed your hesitation and quickly started to reassure you.
"Don't worry, dove." Damiano whispered as he came closer to you and softly started to cerise your soft cheek. "If you don't want to do it we don't have to. But if you want to do it, you don't have to worry. Ethan and I will take good care of you."
"So what do you say, amore?" Ethan got behind you as he slowly, softly started to plant kisses on your neck, Damiano slowly moving your hair off of your shoulder so Ethan could get more access to your neck. You couldn't help but to let out a little whimper. It felt so good, you started to slowly, but surely, relax against the passionate hold of your fellow band mates.
"So what do you say, little love?" Ethan whispered in your ear. "Do you fancy the idea of having the two of us?" You felt yourself shiver as you slowly nodded your head against him as he continued to give you endless kisses and now marks on your neck.
"Words, princess." Damiano softly growled under his breath as his hand found itself suddenly wrapped around your neck. "Yes. I want you, both."
"To what?" Damiano continued to tease you endlessly and it was truly tortures for you. For all of you. But Damiano was a tease, both Ethan and you should have known that for a fact.
"To fuck me." You moaned loudly just wanting for this to start already.
"Good answer." Ethan said as literally picked you up and carried you to Ethan's and your bedroom. Damiano slowly trailing behind you.
Once you got inside, Ethan gently threw you on the middle of the bed as Damiano shut the door behind him. In a matter of seconds, your clothes where nowhere to be found. Not like any of you actually cared about that. As you laid there completely naked, Ethan and Damiano showed you with compliments and endless kisses and sucking and bitting.
You were enjoying yourself so much, you didn't know it could be that good. Suddenly, it seemed like non of you three could take this torture anymore. Damiano got up and walked to the end of the bed. Ethan was drowning you in a passionate kiss as you suddenly felt Damiano grab your legs and you were quickly, quite needy, pulled toward him. Ethan never stopped his attack on you as your legs were dramatically pulled apart.
"Now I want to hear you scream our names, little dove." Damiano ordered you as he suddenly dived into your folds.
He started to quite literally make out with your little wet cunt. It was so passionate and so hot that you could help yourself, but to practically scream. Ethan suddenly started to attack your soft breasts. It felt to good. One of your hands found itself tangled in Ethan's hair and your other hand was gripping the bed sheets. You felt like you were about to explode. It started to get so much that you quickly felt your lower stomach tighten.
"Ethan! Damiano! Ahh-" You moaned their names loudly. It felt as if, after they heard you moan like that, they didn't slow down one bit. They spead up. You thought that it would be impossible for them to go faster than they're already going, but it turned out that you were clearly wrong. "I'm gonna-! Ah!"
"We know. Let go, amore." Ethan encouraged you and so you did just that. You released all over Damiano's tongue as you tried to catch your breath. Ethan continued to kiss your chest as Damiano started to continued to suck you dry.
You started to moan again as you tried to push away from Damiano because of overstimulation, but Ethan kept you in place buy placing both of his strong hands on your hips. He pinned you to the bed so you couldn't escape Damiano's vicious tongue. Just as you were about to cum again, Damiano quickly pulled away and Ethan stopped his attack on you. Damiano stood up with a slight slap on your tigh, prising you about how good you were for Ethan and him, as you continued to paint from exhaustion and disappointment from a lost orgasm. Slowly, Ethan got behind you. He pressed your back against his chest as Damiano brought the two of you to the edge of the bed.
"Now breath, little one." Ethan continued to whispered in your ear, his breath hot you felt lime you could cum again from just that. It felt so hot. It felt so much. "Damiano is gonna have your pretty little tight pussy because poor baby doesn't get you like this very often." He told you and you softly moaned at the thought of Damiano completely destroying your little cunt, giving it to you because you were their little slut. Made for their pleasures. "And I will have this amazing ass. I will enter you right here, right now. From behind while our friend fucks you." Ethan told you and you felt a sharp slap on your rounded ass. You moaned from an impact as you felt him slowly shushing you as he gently rubbed the sore spot of your ass.
"Now relax, baby." Ethan said as he slowly started to trail his hand towards your neck. He wrapped your hand around your neck and you felt him tighten his hold on it as he said his next words.
"Damiano is going to completely destroy your pussy and I'm going to completely destroy your gorgeous ass. Were going to ruin you for everyone, but ourselves. And remember this, little dove." Ethan loudly commanded as he watched Damiano slowly line up to your entrance waiting for Ethan to give him a green light. "We won't stop until you are completely dripping with our cum and begging us to stop filling you up. We may not even stop then." Ethan whispered hotly in your ear as he pressed his thumb against your lips. You immediately started to suck on his thumb wishing it was his cock and Damiano moaned at the sight.
"Fucking slut." He chuckled as he pinched your left nipple watching you as you moaned some more.
"Now prepare yourself. This may hurt a little." And boy it did. The two of them were so big that your poor little pussy and ass barely took both of them inside. Damiano started to literally moan as he entered you.
"I can't believe that your so fucking tight." He cried a bit, completely at your mercy. He was so drunk off of the feeling of your pussy squeezing him, milking him dry. "I'm gonna fucking destroy you, princess, you won't be able to walk for days." He promised you as he started to slowly rub your clit to help you get used to the feeling of them.
Ethan was not so much different. You were practically melting against his hold. He kept his grip on your neck as he entered you. He started to breathe heavily as he felt like he could cum just from your tight ass struggling to keep him inside. He brought his hand down very fast and he felt you yelp from the impact before he started to rub your sore ass and kiss your exposed back. You felt like you were in the middle of life and death. It was just so good that you didn't want the pain to stop. Ever. Hot tears were streaming down your cheeks as Ethan kissed them away. Damiano and him barely kept it together, but they would never even dream of making you feel even slightest bit uncomfortable so they stood frozen on their spot. After a while you ordered them to move. You couldn't take it anymore.
They both started to rock their hips, slowly picking up the pace. You were moaning so loudly. Ethan's hand around your neck, the other one was placed around your ribs fucking into you at inhuman speed. Damiano's head was thrown back as one of his hands was holding your legs open as wide as they could go and his other hand was gripping at your hip. Ethan and Damiano could practically feel that they were touching each other inside of you. It was tortures for all three of you.
"Ugh! Damiano! Ethan!" You were moaning uncontrollably as you felt like the coil inside of you was about to snap. "I'm gonna-!" You didn't even get to finish you sentence as you came so hard on them both. They picked up their paice. You were moaning from overstimulation as they both came inside of you. After a while they both pulled out of you, watching your pussy tighten around nothing as both of your holes were leaking with their cum. They started to finger you softly as Damiano kept shushing you. You were moaning softly, exhausted and overstimulated. They both fucked their cum back inside of you. After they were satisfied with their job, both of them collapsed on the bed on each side of you. They covered you in kisses as you tried to catch your breath.
"Rest, amore. Were not done with you yet."
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@opal-rugger
Dad Damaino please
Papà | Damiano David
Pairing: Damiano David x reader
Summary: You woke up in the middle of the night just so that you realize that Damiano is not with you, but don't worry. You know where to find him.
Warning/s: just pure fluff, mantion of hospitals a few times, pregnancy and babies and all that stuff, dad Damiano (yes that should be a warning itself), first time writing anything related to babies and that kind of stuff, possible grammar and spelling mistakes (English is my second language)
Author's note: Ding! Order up!🛎 Here is another Damiano fic as you requested. I really do hope you like it. It is truly the first time that I wrote anything that included this type of topics, but I hope that I did a decent job. Thank you for the request, anon. Feel free to send more requests. Enjoy!! 👩🍳
You were snuggled deep in the silk sheets on Damiano's and yours bed. Once you heard the noise the first time you just started to press your face much deeper in your pillow. The softness and the warmth of your side of the bed was overwhelming. You were finally back home. Back in your own bed.
Oh, how much you missed your comfortable side of the bed. The soft, squishy pillow that felt like you were resting your face on a literal cloud. You missed the softness so much. You knew one thing for sure. Hospital beds sucked. Very much so. But, aside from all that. One thing you missed the most, one thing that you literally wanted to kill for when you were forced to lay in uncomfortable hospital bed for days, was Damiano's soft touch when you slept.
The feeling of his arm tightening around you and bringing you closer to keep you warm at night when you were practically fast asleep. You missed the feeling of his soft breathing that you felt against your neck every night. You just missed feeling his warmth and being in his safe hold in your sleep. When you slept in the same bed with him, it felt like the safest place ever. You felt like you were the safest you could ever be in the whole wide world right when you were in his arms. Speaking of Damiano, soon enough, as you steached your arm out and your fingers felt the sheets on the other side of the bed where Damiano was supposed to be sleeping, you noticed that Damiano wasn't laing in bed anymore. That's when you heard that little whining voice again, but it was slowly calming down, it was slowly getting quite and you knew what it was. You knew what was happening.
You gathered all of the strength you could so you could open your eyes. You did so with, what seemed like, a lot of effort. You than steached your arm a little bit left soaking in the feeling of the cold side of bed which Damiano occupied, but now was nowhere to be found. Yet you were sure that you knew exactly where he was. And so, with that thought, you decided that you should get up and confirm your suspicion. You couldn't help but let out a small soft groan at the thought of getting up from the bed. It doesn't matter, you think to yourself, the bed was getting colder without him anyways. You lifted the covers off of you and slang your legs over your side of the bed so you could get up. As you did that, and got up afterwards, you, once again, couldn't help but let out another soft groan from the soreness. You still couldn't believe that all of this happened just a few days ago.
You slowly, quietly started to walk out of Damiano's and yours room and down the hallway. You watched your every step, careful as to not wake her up as Damiano probably got her back to sleep. Just when you thought that you had to open the door to the room that was not so far away from your bedroom you met with a wonderful sight.
There he was. Standing in the middle of the room, his back turned to you, facing the window which showed nothing but a complete darkness that the Italian night brought with it when it decided that Sun should be pushed away for a few hours before it was time for it to go back up. Even though his back was facing you, you could see that he was holding something in his arms or rather someone. As you stood frozen by the doorway, you watched as Damiano was slowly rocking her back and forth as he sang something in Italian to her. It was beautiful. It was truly beautiful. But most of all, it was peaceful and you didn't have the heart, you just couldn't bare, to break this peace between a father and a daughter. But you didn't have to. Damiano was first to notice your presence in the room. When you saw that he noticed you, you started to slowly walk up to him as he gave you a little soft smile. You leaned over his shoulder, holding onto him as you looked at the peaceful, sleeping face of your little girl.
"What are you doing up, amore?" He whispered once you joined them. "Did we wake you up?"
"I noticed that your side of the bed was cold and when I opened my eyes I saw that you were gone." You explained as you watched him watch you with beautiful pair of crystals that your daughter stole for herself, too. "I knew that I would find you here after I heard her voice." You told him as you pressed your finger against your daughter's soft cheek as you carefully tried to not wake her up with your action.
"You shouldn't be awake at his hour. Only a few days have passed since you were free to return home from the hospital." He started to ramble, you noticed that he started to speak faster, his Italian accent getting thicker and you couldn't help but smile at him. "You must sit down right now. You must rest." He continued with whispering his worries to you and you could hold back a quiet giggle that escaped your lips.
"Amore, I'm fine. I feel perfectly fine. Still a little sore, sure." You said and you immediately noticed how he shot you a worried look at that once again so you quickly continued to explain. "But I feel fine, Dami. Truly."
"But you would tell me if something was wrong." He gave you a look, never stopping with rocking your asleep daughter back and forth. "Right?"
"Of course I would. I promise." You promised with a smile and he seemed satisfied with your truthful answer.
"Good." He told you, but he still made you sit down on the rocking chair in the corner of the room.
At that moment you realized how lucky you truly were as to have this amazing family. You had a person who loved you unconditionally and would do anything for you just like you would do the same for him. He was your everything and you were his everything. As he shot a quick look and caught your sleeping form in a rocking chair he realized that he couldn't be happier. He had you. You had him. Him and your darling daughter Marlena.
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@opal-rugger
The anon in this struck fucking gold.
To those who haven't been in a relationship, having your date genuinely be interested in what you're talking about is a one in a million chance. And then to try it it's just SKFHDJFJHDKSJDHD
You can't fumble in those situations.
I just started seeing someone and they let me talk about your comic incessantly for like 30 minutes on our first date, and when I saw them for the second time they had started reading it and got to tell me how much they enjoyed it. And that was enough to convince me into a third date
I don't know them but I know they have a great taste haha
Good luck with your date:)