This Is Disgusting

Oml I think I just died

Ben Barnes as Billy Russo in The Punisher (2017-2019)

now thats a lot of damage

We didn't talk enough about StepMum!Nancy. She lives in my wildest, wettest dreams. I think she likes messing with your pussy under the dinner table. Or making you wear a remote control vibe when you go out on mommy daughter days

no because your father talking about his boring ass business meeting at the table while you try and push down your food like you aren't clamping your thighs together because nancys fingers are knuckle deep in your little cunt.

your dad had jusr smiled kindly when you sat down next to nancy at the table saying, "m'glad to see my two favorite girls getting along." and you had smiled tightly.

nancy had just smiled and patted your hip. "we've come to find common ground recently."

now you're gripping your fork as nancy hums and nods along to what your father is saying, her pretty pink lips sipping her lemonade delicately.

her fingers are lithe and slender. slightly long from her most recent manicure, enough that they rub down on your gooey walls enough to make your teeth clench. you're embarrassed by how wet the sounds are, you don't know how your dad can't hear them. the gushy pull everytime nancy draws her digits out and the little squelch they make when she pumps them back in. your thighs are shaking.

"dear." you feel her other hand flutter over your forehead. "oh, you're hot as a furnace. you poor thing. here-" you have to bite down your whine as he fingers slip free from your hole. "-you did so good. finished your whole plate. you can be excused now. I'll be up with some warm tea and medicine for you, alright?"

you nod numbly, legs shaking as you stand. nancy smiles at you and deftly swipes the fingers covered in your juices across her lips, tasting you.

you know the medicine shes referring to giving you means her head between your legs, under your nightgown, soft tongue swirling around your enflamed clit as she coaxes cum from you.

Light in the abyss

pairing: aleksander morozova x starsummoner! reader

A princess first. An assassin second. A grisha last.

series mood board:

star summoner moodboard.

Grishas. Heretics. Monsters. They were interchangeable. And this very ideology; hatred sewn into the Shus' and Fjerdans will be carried on by their heirs. Your curse, your burden, you'd do anything to be rid of it. To be rid of having to adhere to the rancid babbling of your royal advisor. To be rid of the crimson shade that taints your court.

The cursed light. The Fjerdan princess. The star summoner.

How could they all be the same person? In the final ebb of your shameful path to Queenship, you must complete one last task.

Kill the Darkling.

Masterlist:

Prologue (Him and Her)

Part 1 (In the Shadows)

Part 2 (Strawberries & Schemes)

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

more parts coming soon <33

warnings: violence, angst?, aleksander morozova

this is not canon complicit.

taglist: @hummelmi @fandomfangirl4ever @thefirelordm

It’s DOOOOONE! It’s finally finished! Oh my gosh, what a journey this has been! I started concept on this last July (2020) and have been working in chunks via Instagram Lives to complete this sequel papercraft of the Six of Crows for over a year! I’m so excited to present Hook And Crook, inspired by a specific scene that happens in Crooked Kingdom. I’ve been stating this over and over again during the lives, but there were specific mirrors happening here between the two papercrafts that wholly define the dynamics of the characters and the two books.  

We talked about how the symbols in the facade of the Slat in Featherdark (Six of Crows papercraft) represented the strengths of each character (cane, knife, guns, bombs etc). The crow is standing proud and upright, above the city, to symbolize the upper-hand that the dregs had during SOC.

Now, the tables have turned in Hook And Crook. The symbols on the facade of the hotel show the character’s weaknesses (gloves, a red bird, gambling wheel, Dunyasha’s stars, paintbrush & laurels etc). The crow is defensively crouching with its hackles raised, the city above and oppressing - all representing the dregs having to turn and fight under dire circumstances. And bonus! When you put the two side-by-side, a little nod to a certain Ravkan symbol takes form! What a stupidly fun project this was! I’m so happy it’s finally finished and I thank you all for those who joined me in the lives to watch the process! (so sorry for the low quality on this; Featherdark is my most pilfered artwork for unsanctioned merch 💔)

THE CROWS + tumblr text posts

‘I’m just protecting my investments’

Kaz Brekker is that you?

distracted | klaus mikaelson x reader

@kimljn​ requests: can i please make a request where klaus loves flirting/fighting/bantering with the witch that’s helping him when she’s trying to work bc he loves pissing her off and loves how flustered she gets around him and he especially loves doing it in front of other people bc he’s an asshole skdhjsdhkl

pairing: klaus mikaelson x reader 

a/n: ok i hope u like it there is plenty of banter but also fluff and yearning <3 

warnings: i mess with canon in the originals a little but it’s absolutely insignificant it’s just a few witches, and hayley only exists briefly and for elijah’s sake (aka no baby). WE ARE YEARNING TONIGHT! soft!klaus! mature language, violence and threats, and klaus gets jealous, and he gets protective. sort of a rushed ending,, sorry. 

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Im so obsessed with this series omg it is so good u are extremely talented

Vengeance & Vanity

Part 3 

Pairing: The Darkling x Fem!Reader 

Summary: Now that you and Aleksander have been reunited you can begin your rule together. Despite the multitude of threats around you, you’ve never felt safer than at his side.

Warnings: canon level violence.

Word Count: 4.9K

My Masterlist

You clutch onto Fedoyr’s wrist as he works. The itch of healing makes your skin crawl, desperate to scrape your nails over the wound. Through your discomfort, you loosen your hold when you notice he’s gritting his teeth. 

“Sorry.” You say quietly. 

“It’s okay.” He insists, and you swallow a sob. Because it’s not okay. But it is. And it isn’t. You’re finally safe. You have your power back. But Aleksander is facing Alina and her small army without you. Despite all this swirling in your mind, the only thing you can focus on is what you’re going to say to Fedoyr. If he’s taken Ivan’s place beside Aleksander then surely he knows what happened. That you watched his husband die. You, a powerful Shadow Summoner, one of the two people who had vowed to protect all Grisha - to keep them safe. Ivan knew the risks. Defending you and Aleksander was the only thing he wanted to do. Which is perhaps why the ache in your chest doesn’t alleviate with Fedoyr’s healing. Once the wound is closed, he cleans the blood from your skin, before stepping back to admire his handiwork. “Better?” You follow his gaze, looking over the shining scar that now runs across the majority of your left shoulder and snakes around to reach for your shoulder blade. The line of Alina’s Cut was ragged, though you’re not sure if that’s from her lack of experience or if that’s just what a blade of light does to skin. You move your shoulder carefully, it aches, but the skin remains intact. You smile appreciatively, 

“As good as new.” 

“It’s good to see you, Lieutenant.” He says quietly, and you swallow hard,

“You too, Fedoyr.”

You look away, taking in your surroundings. Aleksander’s Grisha have created a makeshift camp in the woods. It must have been built recently as there’s no way the First Army patrols could have missed them. There are a few injuries, no doubt acquired during the fight with the First Army and Alina’s remaining Grisha, but not as many as expected. The Grisha that had sided with Aleksander were mostly well accustomed to fighting in a war, and it seems his nichevo'ya had taken the brunt of the attack. It’s a smart move - intended to protect the few Grisha left. You can’t help but worry for the toll it’s taken on Aleksander. 

There’s a terrible rumbling sound in the distance, almost like an avalanche. It shakes the ground with a groan that you feel in your chest. You all turn towards the source of the noise, as a cloud of dust flares up into the shadowed sky. You hear Fedoyr say,

“The chapel’s collapsed.” The ringing returns to your ears, you hadn’t even been aware how much better you felt until your world stood still. You sense the nichevo'ya flocking to the chapel.

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