Louis coquette layout
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CW: mentions of being drunk
- venti is playful! He likes to mess with you a lot and tease you! But he'll stop if you're having a bad day.
- I think that venti would like to be a big spoon so that he would be "protecting" but he wouldn't mind being the little spoon too
- he would be touchy with you especially when drunk he wants everyone to know that you're his <3
- he'd tell you a lot of stories he knows and plays some of them to you if you're not interested in that he will gladly do other fun activities with you
- you might have trouble with him when he's drunk ( he gets softer than before and even more touchy than usual )
- venti likes kisses a lot, he even loves quick pecks on his cheeks, he finds them very cute!
Inspired by this đź’«ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECEđź’«! I hope you don`t mind <3 Also this is my first time writing and english is my second language, so don`t judge,pls. Lets dive in!
He can`t talk, but he squeaks and chirps a lot. You might even consider him talkative (pun intended)
He jiggles little "feathers" on his head every time something picks his interest.
His "wing" thingy is like his arm.
If there's something on his head or face, he will rub it away with his little wing like a kitten.
Talking about interest : he will circle around anything that he's interested in and make funky noises!
When he is frustrated or annoyed ( or both) he pouts and inflates a little, like specters, change my mind.
When angy, he's making short squeaks and throws tantrum, "stomping" his little legs in the air
When he's really sad he melts on the closest surface and sobs.
Doesn't necessarily cries with tears, but can produce liquid from his eyes.
Don't ask how...
Talking about his eyes: they're literally GLOWING when he's happy.
Glowing eyes and small wiggly up-down dance if he's sitting on something!
And chirps!
And this is a recipe for happiness, kids.
Oh, yes, you get me right. He sits on surfaces a lot. He can float, but sitting relaxes him for some extend.
He can fall asleep while sitting, and when he does he might fall down on his face like a tired kitten.
He purrs while sleeping, if he dreams about something nice.
I highly doubt that he has bones, so I think you can squish him how you want, without hurting him!
He might even like it, in fact.
Rub his head and he'll melt
I think he really likes sitting on your lap, head or shoulder
Small *thud* on your head means that now it's his spot.
Will listen to your singing ( no meter how bad it is) or instrument playing and chirp along!
TOTALLY will nuzzle into your neck and hug it with his wing thingy.
And purr
For now that's it. Tell me if you wanna more, you even might request a scenario with wisp! Venti and I'll try to do it <3
Colored sketch commission that I finished today!Â
Hi can I ask for a harry smut?
I'm just making this up on the fly but here we go. Gotta get something out today. And honestly, this is super self indulgent so- and I'm not sure what this-
Warnings: SMUT (+18), pet-names, small choking. If I missed any, please dm me.
Harry's fingers intertwined with yours, his bare hips resting flush against yours. His other hand snuck under the hem of his jersey, raising the fabric up your chest while he explored your skin.
"Should've known how I was gonna react, bunny." Emerald green eyes locked with yours before slowly trailing down your body. He always did love how desperate you looked. "So perfect." he couldn't help but grin.
"Harry," you whined out, your eyes followed the hand across your chest moved down to your stomach, "please, do something." you were grateful the dorm room was empty. The boys would've laughed at you for begging like a whore.
"Hmm, I'm not sure if I should." he rutted against you, moving his hips in a circle just to watch your head toss back and your jaw clench up.Â
"Please." Your voice jumped octaves in the middle of your plea. The bastard gave you a hard thrust, causing your back to arch off the mattress.
Harry licked his lips. He always did love how responsive you were, so he told you, in that raspy voice he knew you drooled over. His hands clamped down onto your waist before he began to finally move into a solid rhythm.
One of your hands came to cover your mouth while the other tugged at the bed sheets. Your eyes squinted closed, your mind going fuzzy as stars danced behind your lids. The hand around your mouth was suddenly tugged away, causing a gasp moan combo to leave your swollen lips.
"I want to hear you, darling. Don't hide from me." Harry leaned over to plant a heavy kiss against your lips. His hips didn't stop slamming into you while his lips dragged across your cheek. "Are you close?"
You nodded your head quickly, one hand wrapping around the back Harry's neck, the other around your dripping cock. Your moans bounced off the bring walls before colliding loudly with Harry's.
"Good boy." His hot breath fanned across your skin as he grunted. His hand abandoned your hip and instead latched onto your throat. "Merlin, fuck-" His hand gave your throat a gentle squeeze- just barely cutting off the air flow, making your legs clamp tightly against his skin.
Before you knew it, your hand was covered in your built up pleasure. His name left your lips as your back arched off the plush mattress. Once your walls clamped down around him, it didn’t take long for Harry to finish inside you. His thumb rubbed over your bobbing adams apple while you both recovered and caught your breath.
“I love you.” He whispered, kissing your warm cheek. He let out a chuckle when your chests collided. He sat up, pulling himself free and plopping himself down next to you. “You did so good, hun.” He held your hand gently rubbing his thumb along your knuckles to hide his yawn.
“I love you too, baby.” You giggled, running a hand through your sweaty hair. You raised an eyebrow over the yawn, but decided not to say anything about it. “You did good too.”
“Just good?”
“Keep pushing your luck and it’ll be decent.”
“Ouch. My pride.”
light spoiler but i want everyone to know that lighthouse au louis 100% records himself reading books and puts them secretly on harry’s phone when he goes on tour/has to travel for work because he knows h finds it soothing to listen to his voice and he thinks it’s only fair since he can listen to h’s songs whenever he wants. Â
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This post is meant to be a concise, chronological explanation of the rainbow bears. It doesn’t go in depth on minute details, but rather shows HUGE clues and how the bears progressed to where they are now and why people link them to Louis and Harry. This is the post you show your friends and family members when they ask why you’re crying at 2 AM.
AGAIN: This post doesn’t include EVERY Rbb tweet/picture, only the most relevant ones necessary for explaining why they’re important and why people believe Louis and Harry run them.
Thank you to everyone whose posts have contributed to this post!
Updated August 27, 2016
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Summary: Sirius has about 0 control over his hands during dinner. That’s about it. Oh, and sex by the stairs.
Warnings:Â SMUT (18+), kinky, dirty talk, exhibitionism, kinda and bad writing. If I missed any please dm me.
Notes: It’s gay, man. And I am so, so sorry for how long this took. This took so long, I’m sorry.
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“Sirius!” You smacked his hand away from your thigh for the fifth time that night. You were just trying to enjoy your dinner surrounded by your friends and family and Mr. Grabby Hands next to you was making it hard to do so. Like, couldn’t you eat in peace? Was that so much to ask for?Â
Sure, you missed the animagus more than anyone could understand, but Merlin’s beard, he was exceptionally grabby tonight and it was starting to get on your nerves, especially since Harry was just across the table with his best friend’s family. All nine members and then some, but did Sirius care? No, not at all. Did he ever care? Nope. Once, he fucked you against the wall separating your shared room and Lupin’s room. He truly held no shame.
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