Chilxxn - Satoru's Wifey

better yet, y not give me bellarke too while u r at it.

give me bellamy blake or give me death

us against the sunrise.

featuring levi ackerman.

content: very very veeeeery fluffy morning sex with levi, unprotected sex, comfort sex because well levi deserves it.

author's note: thank you so much for 3k, please enjoy this little drabble until my wrist gets better !

‘Just like that,’ he mutters, grip on your ass tightening to help you move up and down his length still buried deep inside you. Beautiful fallen angel laid on the bed, raven hair plastered on the pillow, few locks falling right before his steely eyes. Mouth slightly agape, following the bouncy moves of your breast, sometimes drifting away to the spot where your bodies collide.

Bodies made for each other, fitting the other like a glove, every imperfection of one completing the other. Face contorted in pleasure, you ride him ever so slowly, no rush, time consuming act of undying love : This is how you both like it in the morning, soft and slow, loving and beautiful.

And when his eyes met yours, glassy and covered by a shiny veil of lust and desire, he knew you were close. Slowly burying his elbows in the mattress for leverage, straightening the upper part of his body, Levi bent his knees, heels diving in the sheets. This new position allowed him to thrust deeper into you, hips moving faster against yours, making you almost lose your balance at the sudden change of rhythm.

Leaning forward to wrap your trembling arms around his shoulders, you throw your head back as a strangled cry falls off your parted lips, letting your lover piston in and out of you to help you reach your orgasm. Your back arches painfully, knot in your stomach tightening, almost crushing your insides.

‘I’m gonna—‘ words stuck in your throat, hot waves of pleasure wash over your body, having you a moaning mess. Velvet walls fluttering around his cock, hugging it all nicely, almost too tight, the feeling of his lips leaving wet kisses all over your neck had you seeing stars, patches of colors blurring your vision.

The low groan he let out was soon followed by thick hot spurts of cum painting your insides white, rushing straight to your womb in a comforting and warm embrace, hips stuttering against yours. Standing still for a while, face buried in your heaving chest, lips brushing over the sensitive flesh of your breast, his arms carefully wrap themselves around your shaky waist, pulling you closer to him, as if he was desperately trying to melt in you.

Softly, the tip of your nose find its way to his ever-so-slightly-covered-in-sweat hair, inhaling the intoxicating scent of his — The one who drives you crazy and makes you crave more. You could stay like this forever, never bored of the oh so cherished feeling of him in you, hot breath fanning over your skin.

Planting a tender kiss on the top of his head, fingers slowly tracing imaginary drawings on the skin of his back, you finally close your eyes, rocked by the peaceful sound of his heartbeats. There was nothing more beautiful than to feel him against you, safe, and alive.

Some hilarious prompts #2

(bcs why not) Finally my collection of text posts will get in use omgg :D:D:DD:

(is possible to be customized) (Send me requests with 1/1+ prompt/s. I write about a lot of fandoms and also a lot of different things : one shots/scenarios/imagines/headcanons/chats/conversations/aesthetics/alomst anything) 

UPDATE 11.02.2018: I TAKE REQUESTS ONLY FROM THOSE PROMPTS THAT ARE IN BOLDED TEXT (like the text from this update.)

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82. Do you ever talk to a person and your heart starts doing some dubstep shit. — 83. If you can’t deal with my sarcasm, I can’t deal with being your friend.  — 84. I’m nothing but a constant state of internal screaming at this point. — 85. I went to the beach once, 500 years later I still have fucking sand in my shoes. — 86. How long after arriving at someone’s house is it appropriate to ask for the WiFi password? — 87. Getting real tired of my own bullshit. — 88. Thanks elevators, for bringing me up when I was down. — 89.  Here’s a little song I like to call “I cherish our friendship so I won’t tell you I would totally have sex with you if you asked.” — 90. A: Do you ever get the urge to get up in the middle of the night while everyone else  is fast asleep and just walk places and be completely and entirely dedicated to your thoughts?       B: Yea, but the problem is I don’t want to get murdered. You feel me.  — 91. Let me sleep in your stupid t-shirts and hold your dumb hand, you piece of shit. — 92. Need a gang to follow me around all day and clap when I make jokes. — 93.  You know that feeling when you’re not your favourite person’s favourite person, and it kind of feels like you’re constantly swallowing sand. — 94. “Stop being so dramatic” they say, “I don’t know what you mean” I say as I descent from the ceiling, surrounded by mist. — 95. Just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. It’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot. — 96. Studies show that I literally did not ask. — 97. A: It doesn’t matter what you look like on the outside…       B: Whew!!! good       A:…It’s who you are on the inside!       B: Ah, fuck! — 98.  A (puts their hand over their crush’s): Ha ha how’d that get there? — 99. I express my emotions in long groans at different octaves. — 100. I mean you piss me off, but I’d do anything for you. — 101. Honestly, sometimes you just gotta let me be dramatic. Because I will get over it. But let me be dramatic first! — 102. Do you ever feel like a 4 times divorced 45 year old woman that smokes cigarettes in her fur coats on a grand piano? Cause I do and it’s sad. — 103. Single, not sure how to mingle. — 104. I love it when people rant to me, like yes, I am entrusted with your hate. — 105. My idea of flirting is making fun of each other, until one of us fucks up and says something nice. — 106. A: I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking slut.         B: I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking virgin. — 107. Do you live on Elm Street, because you’re a nightmare. — 108. Remember your parents told you to take out the trash? I’m the trash. They were telling you to take me out. Date me. — 109. You know, liking someone and pretending you don’t is a lot of hard work. — 110. How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked and on top of you? — 111.  A (whispering): I really like you and want to kiss you a lot.         B: What?         A: I said you suck. — 112. Have you ever accidentally befriended someone who is very very irritating? — 113.  If you step on a person’s foot they open their mouth, just like a trash can. — 114. How do I get over someone I never even dated? — 115. Things I want - snuggles. Things get - struggles. — 116. If you see me and I’m not wearing black, you saw wrong, that’s not me. — 117. Why do we need to watch the sky to enjoy the stars, when the ulitimate star is me. — 118. I hate when It’s so hot outside and a bitch tells you to take your jacket off, like bitch no, this is my outfit. — 119. If karma doesn’t come around and hit you in the face, I will. — 120. I don’t think I’ve ever shut up in my entire life. — 121. A: You don’t talk much.         B: I’m observing your weaknesses since you’re so freely verbalizing everything about yourself. — 122.  A: My kink is when people actually care about my feelings and what I have to say          B: Too unrealistic, settle for bondage like the rest of us. — 123. A: Your future self is watching you right now through your memories.         B: Not if I get drunk enough. — 124. A: Is there a word between angry and sad?         B: Malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated.         C: Smad.         B: Oh my gOD. — 125. Does the pale glow of my computer make me look hot? — 126. Rest in peace to all the hours of sleep I’ve lost to overthinking. — 127. You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting. — 128. Is “no” an emotion, because I feel it? — 129.  I always look sleep deprived, is that hot? — 130. If you listen carefully you can hear me whisper “shut the fuck up” at least once every five minutes. — 131. I’m kind of hurt, kind of offended, kind of not planning on saying anything about it. — 132.  I’m tired 8 days a week. — 133. I don’t trust people who look good with messy hair. — 134.  I may be a shitty friend, but I’m your shitty friend. — 135. Seven billion people on this planet and I have 2 friends. What is wrong with people, like put some effort in it, I’m not just gonna come and do the job for you. — 136.  I’m sorry, is my swag distracting you? — 137. I aspire to get to that level of hot when my hair looks like shit and I smell like black coffee and yesterday’s eyeliner is smudged under my eyes, but I still look fine as hell. — 138. A: No, listen! What if one day you just turned into an almond and you couldn’t do anything about it because you were just a fucking almond?!        B: You need to get laid, you weirdo. — 139. A: You wear that a lot.         B: That’s because I’m the main character of the story here, peasant. — 140.  I don’t “dress to impress”, I dress to depress. I want to look so good that people hate themselves. — 141. Behind every great man is me, checking out that ass. — 142. The future is now, old man. — 143. Seriously, all you do is bitch. — 144. Are you trying to seduce me? Because so far you’re doing a great job. — 145. Forgive and forget? More like resent and remember. — 146. I’m that kind of person who between two choices always picks the wrong one. — 147. I know what you’re going through, I read “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”. — 148. Excuse me, I have to go and vomit. — 149. A: One day I hope I am the girl that walks into a room and all eyes are on her.         B: The trick is to get a really big hat and scream. — 150.  So tired of being human, I want to be a flower. — 151. Screenshots don’t scare me, I know what the fuck I said! — 152. I’m sorry for what I said, I was hungry. — 153. A: Don’t buy a girl flowers. Flowers die. Buy her a dragon.         B: Because dragons don’t die?         A: Because it’s hard to say “no” to something that can murder you instantaneously. — 154. I want to be rebellious, but I don’t want to get in trouble. — 155. A to B: Breaking news: being an asshole all the time doesn’t make you complicated and mysterious, it just makes you an asshole — 156.  A: Be quiet! I’m trying to think.          B: It’s okay man, it’s always hard trying something new for the first time — 157. One of these days I’m going to roll my eyes too hard and I’m gonna go blind. — 158. I’m not a hint taker, you need to speak up. — 159. Why allow yourself to be full of hate, when you can be full of pasta instead? — 160. I’m an angry person and I want to let it all out and be an asshole, but I’m also a nice person and I don’t want to actually hurt anyone’s feelings, do you feel me?

(This update applies ONLY to MY blog (aka Persuasivus) !) 💕

/PART ONE / PART THREE /

God bless america

the avengers (2012), avengers infinity war (2018)

Me: *Stares at blank document, expecting words to magically appear*

Computer: *Staring back at me* This is one dumb bitch.

why is tumblr not showing me top posts, this is

Levitt watching the 100 through Octavia’s mind

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Summary: The reader goes back in time to 2012 and sees Loki for the first time since his death. Alternative ending.

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word Count: 2,494

A/N: Haven’t posted Loki in a while so here you go! Let me know what yall think xx

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It felt like falling, when the effect of the Pym particles took over. Before you knew it, you were hurtling through… nothing in particular. It was like a dream, and it almost felt fake, like it wasn’t actually happening. Then, you were gasping for breath, nearly stumbling before regaining your balance. Blinking furiously, you looked around, relaxing when you saw that your friends were still close to you. 

That’s when you focused on your surroundings, mouth dropping open. Holy shit.

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