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girl rot + 15 hours of sleep + tired tumblr girl
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Pls we need some Nikolai dick action, im begging on my knees, need more Russian daddy (the Russian lesson/homework got me worked up NGL KSKSKSKSKS)
He'd probably say the most diabolical shit in Russia and the reader is like "oui" (sorry the french is jumping)
DRIPPY GIRL
AN: So recently I've been having really bad writers block and if there's one man i'm always ready to cum for it's nikolai rostovsky. i decided to write a really filthy drabble with him using a part of the book that I never finished. thank you guys for showing support for my OCs. 🥺 CW: 18+ ONLY, you could read it as dub-con or consensual, humiliation, squirting, daddy kink, humiliation, 1k words of pure smut, nikolai being my coping mechanism for my daddy issues.
He lifts your chin gently and presses his lips to yours, kissing you slowly and with veteran precision, encouraging you to follow his lead with a gentle nibble to your bottom lip, guiding you carefully through each bite and flick of your tongue.
His hand tangles in your hair gently to pull you closer to his defined chest, the warmth of his body is familiar and safe, you sink deeper him, offer your control. He kisses you deeply, voraciously, like he wants to take you inside of him and never let you go.
You’re so overwhelmed by his mouth that you don’t notice his hand snaking between your thighs, rubbing soft, teasing circles over your lace covered clit while you unconsciously hump his muscular leg. Needy mewls tumble past your lips.
By the time he pulls away you’re breathless and, to your humiliation, dripping all over his thigh.
Your little puddle of shame has absolutely ruined what you know are very expensive dress pants, but if that matters to Nikolai he doesn’t show it. No, he’s smirking down at you with an evil glimmer in his eye, one that makes you squirm and inadvertently smear your juices around more. Your cheeks pool with heat as he moves his hand between your thighs, paying no mind to your pathetic whimpers of protest as he drags two fingers through your slick.
“Mmm… язная девчонка~¹” he purrs. You don’t know what it means. You're not sure if you want to. It doesn't sound like it would help with the humiliation.
When he brings his fingers up to your face to show you the fruits of his efforts, you wish the floor would swallow you whole.
They’re glossy and wet. Covered in clear, goopy liquid that spreads between the digits like webbing and trickles down into his palm. He twists his hand amusedly, showing you how your juices glimmer in the light.
You’d managed to produce that much from kissing? He’d been gone for a while on this last trip but you didn’t think you were that pent up. And god, the way he’s smirking at you is enough to send hot tears dripping down your red cheeks.
“Is this what Daddy does to you, Y/N?” he asks, breath hot against the shell of your ear, “Does Daddy make your cute little cunt drippy and wet?" You moan pathetically as his hand slips past your lacy thong and dips two fingers into your messy hole. They make a lewd ‘shlick shlick’ sound as he pumps them in and out. You bury your face into his shoulder, squeezing your eyes tight, wishing you could just disappear.
“Answer me, Y/N.”
You sheepishly lift your head back up. It’s a warning. A courtesy you’re not often afforded when he’s hungry like this.
“Y-yes Daddy…” you say meekly, turning your head away from him only to have it firmly pulled back.
“Use your words зайка²,” he says, fingers picking up speed inside your cunt as he brings up his thumb up to rub quick circles on your clit.
“D-Daddy makes-ah-my cunt a-all drippy and wet," you whimper. burning with shame as you rock your hips on his fingers.
It seems to please him. He starts angling his thrusts upwards, hitting that squishy little bundle of nerves deep inside of you, making you groan into his neck. He mumbles to himself a little in Russian. You don't know what he's saying but you have a feeling it would make even the devil blush.
It's shameful how quickly he brings you to the edge. You just can’t help yourself. His fingers fill up your aching cunt so nicely, and his thumb is rubbing your clit with expert precision, and you’re so, so, so pent up from two weeks of no touching at all. It's been torturous without him, you need your Daddy to take care of you again.
When your thighs start to clench around his wrist he starts moving a hint faster, just enough for your sensitive body to notice and react without tipping over.
Does anyone want to draw Ruby and Irina?
If you don't already know, I'm writing a Super Slow Burn fic about Hayden Pike's kid, Ruby, and Ilya Rozanov's niece, Irina, falling in love. They're about 14/15, Irina's 3rd person pov, immigrated from Russia after living with abusive parents. Anyway, she's dealing with depression, internalized homophobia, drug addiction, and other family drama. But I have some more plans for after this story is finished to keep them alive a bit, and was wondering if anyone was willing to do a little art project? It probably won't happen, but I thought I might throw the suggestion out there :)))
here's the link to the fic in case someone needs to find it! https://archiveofourown.org/works/77184141/chapters/214146676#workskin
The Story of Cordelia Rosewell
If you’d like to be surprised by the story of HABROMANIA, please do not keep reading.
saw Frankenstein, looked hot covered in blood, ran around in the parking lot
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spring landscape in the tundra..
toska
an immense ache for nothing and everything all at once. all the time.
Has been fooling around with @soluumis for the past few days and came up with a sona (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
❛ hiemseeress starchivist ❜ — moonlit memoria keeper.
the keeper · the pale moon phases above the snowy realm. the eternal body of a cancealed moon reflects everlasting memories. like a quiet song hummed in empty corridors, echoes the gentleness of a bygone memory. her uncanny gaze always loom though. upon drowning in an intense feeling of frigid dread, one must make sure the delicate blindfold is secured.
the starchivist · ô you seeress of the eternal winter. silent is your job, but so ever paramount. time is unforgiving, the world remain silence while the mortals hold their breath. but what would happen if there was no one to safekeep the world's knowledge. the one who heeds no false beliefs has their eyes on you.
the moon · the lasting smell of paper, the dried ink on antique books, the doleful blue of the myosotis, the dreadful silence. composed wonders but no devoid of curiosity nonetheless, you who never forgets. the moon phases, perhaps there is gentleness in the misfortune of your condition.
