collected mess

“You would not believe your eyes…” 

I saw my first fireflies for the year, and it made me want to try and paint something :’>

10

“Farewell.”



Tribute to Echotale by @yoralim

It was one of the first AUs I fell in love with ;u; Thank you for such an amazing story!

Please do not repost/reuse without permission.

@giornoweek2k17​ Day 1: Italy / Likes / HCs 

thinking about giorno taking a break, maybe he’d drive around the coast just to clear his head a little. the life of a gangstar —leading, conferences, decisions and deceptions— it can be a strenuous thing. maybe he’d want someplace quiet where he can think to himself, reorganize his thoughts and goals, ambition 

i was just thinking about this and im wondering if i’m just coming up with this to show that klance is real but does keith stutter more around lance than anyone else???

people with dogs as their favorite animal always need to chill the fuck out in SOME aspect of their life, even if they appear collected they’re like total messes at something. people who like birds are dreamy and starry-eyed people but they think everything is interesting (ie, birds) so they’ll try 2 engage you in long conversations in shit no one would care about. people who  like rats/mice are to be feared yet respected, while people who like hamsters/gerbils are ferociously angry. snake people and lizard people are past the 5th rung of accepting they’re weirdos so these are the people with alternative haircuts and liberal sex lives. rabbit people are kind and nurturing if they DONT actually have a rabbit, and if they do have a rabbit they are Elmyra Duff style obsessive with everything. fish people love no one. ferret people will one day shape and change how the world is formed. and finally, cat people, are, the rational ones with the right choice 🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱💖🐱

Okay, so now that we know Tracer is dating someone else, and Widow was confirmed to have *some* feelings, an angsty Widowsombra/Sombramaker headcanon popped up in my head:

-Widowmaker is bummed because Gérard is dead and Tracer is dating Emily, so she feels alone;

-She’s also bummed because she feels anything at all and she’s “not supposed to”;

-She’s having a bad Christmas, guys;

-Sombra, on the other hand, is bummed because she likes Symmetra but Symmetra’s aromantic and doesn’t like her back;

-She tried to spy on McCree but got nothing from him because he’s a goofball and now he’s passed out from all the whiskey;

-She’s having a bad Christmas too;

-Sometime after Christmas, Widowmaker feels frustrated because she has no one and is feeling conflicted not only because she likes Tracer but also *because* she feels conflicted at all;

-Sombra is grumpy for the reasons listed above;

-Widow notices and since she wants someone else to feel bad, she turns to Sombra and says “What’s the matter, chérie? Moping over the pretty Vishkar architect?”;

-Sombra knows everything about everyone, however, and instantly snaps back: “Why, because you’re miserable over the husband and the cute brit?”;

-Widow gets angry and they start arguing;

-And then that turns into angry hate sex;

(-Once Widow kisses her while mocking her about how she “can’t have” Symmetra, Sombra’s like “chingate” and Widow responds with “I’d rather have you do that for me, chérie”);

-After that, Widow’s like ‘this was a mistake, you can’t act on feelings for an *Overwatch agent* you’re not supposed to have, especially with a coworker’ and Sombra’s like ‘why did you give in? She’s just using you because she can’t have Tracer’;

-So Widow’s like “This means nothing, Sombra” and Sombra’s like “I never thought it meant anything, don’t worry”;

-And things get super awkward and they start avoiding each other;

-After a mission gets botched, Sombra ends up saving Widow from whatever and asks her if she’s okay with the most worried look on her face;

-And Widowmaker notices that, shit, she’s *feeling* something again, so she just looks away and says she’s fine, don’t fuss over her, Sombra, she was doing perfectly well, she doesn’t need to be *saved*;

-Sombra awkwardly and sadly looks away and is like “Right.”;

-Widow looks at her and feels somewhat bad and says “But… thanks anyway. You had the best… intention in helping me.”;

-And Sombra looks genuinely surprised;

-After that they start getting close and Widow starts to warm up to Sombra;

-And she starts to feel scared because she feels too much at once when she should have no feelings - she feels bad for Gérard and misses him, she feels *something* for Tracer and feels awful for not being able to have her, and now she’s getting dangerously close to Sombra;

-And she notices the way Sombra starts to look at her, how she gives her these puppy eyes and touches her hand in the gentlest, most tender of ways, and that surprises Widow because behind that brash, flirty attitude, Sombra is a fucking teddy bear;

(-Sombra starts calling her “frenchy”);

-So she suddenly distances herself again and becomes cold towards Sombra, and after some time Sombra’s like “WTF Widow, did I do something? Tell me what I did” and Widow turns to face her and when she sees the way Sombra’s looking at her, it all becomes too much, Gérard, Tracer, Sombra, and she *breaks down crying*;

-And Sombra’s eyes go wide and she’s like “Oh shit, araña, what happened, are you okay?!”;

-And Widow doesn’t respond so Sombra hugs her and Widow buries her face in her shoulder and says (in French) “I can’t deal with this”;

-Sombra’s super worried (because this is *Widowmaker* and she’s *crying in her arms*) and is like “Cariño, what’s wrong, talk to me, please”;

-And Widow just kisses her instead;

-And this time it’s not an angry kiss like that one time, Widow is desperate and miserable and there’s so much *emotion* behind this kiss;

-And Sombra melts into it and kisses her back with the same intensity and is like ‘mierda, I think I love her’;

-And Widow pulls away when she feels Sombra kissing her and says “It’s too much, Sombra, why do I feel like this? Why do I feel at all??” and now she’s *sobbing*;

-And Sombra can’t take seeing her like this and she relates because she felt *so much* for Symmetra and now she feels *so much* for Widow and her frenchy who’s always so cool and collected is a sobbing mess in her arms, and she starts crying too;

-And they fall to their knees and now they’re embracing each other, crying, Sombra whispering that it’ll be okay and Widow feels *too much* and can’t understand *why* or *how* or even *when*, but she’s aware that she feels something so strong for Sombra it’s far too late to turn back now.

EDIT:

BONUS:

-Some time after that, Sombra gets gravely injured during a mission;

-Widowmaker clutches her desperately and says, in tears, “don’t you fucking dare die on me! Not after what you said! Not after you made me love you!”;

-Sombra keeps slipping in and out of consciousness and Widow, barely aware of what she’s saying anymore, chokes out, “I already lost everyone, I won’t lose you too!”

-She manages to keep Sombra alive until help arrives;

-They manage to get Sombra in a stable condition;

(-Widow tries to hide how relieved she is);

-Sombra was kind of feverish when Widowmaker said those things so she isn’t sure she really heard it or if it was some sort of dying halucination;

-So she asks Widow for confirmation;

-And Widow confirms the fuck out of it by simply saying “Don’t make me say it again, chérie. I’m not good with words”;

-And Sombra is fucking beaming.

“Why do you all claim the ‘ace discourse’ is about people hating aces and aros”

Well I don’t know what could have possibly given us the idea

(Mind the content warnings in the tags of the linked post, the shit ppl in this mess have thrown at aces and aros is unbelievable and goes the vilest places)

Deepest Secrets

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes(implied kind of)

Warnings: Angst towards the end

Word Count: 1500+

Summary: A journal is meant to be personal a way for someone to express their secrets without judgement. Nor is it suppose to be read by others. A misplaced journal can cause all sorts of problems for it’s owner.   

A/N: So there’s not really a pairing here, but it does hint at something. I dunno. I didn’t know where I was planning on going with this and it kind of went off the rail a little. Maybe? Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy!

The gifs is not mine, credit to the owner.


Y/N flung the laundry basket across the room, cursing under her breath. She moved over to her desk, pulling a part the meticulously organized surface. Where was it? She could have sworn she put it back where it belonged, but considering the drawer to her bedside table was turned upside down on the floor, she knew it wasn’t there. She didn’t start to panic until she checked on her bookshelf, and it wasn’t there either. Now she was quiet literally ripping apart her room in hopes to find it.

“Where the hell is it?” She muttered as she dug into her closet. She had already tossed half of her wardrobe across her room. Now she was digging around on the floor, pulling apart her shoe collection. She was so focused on her task, she missed her door being opened, and the startled gap from her visitor. Her attention was more on throwing the shoes over her shoulder, that she missed when they walked up behind her. It wasn’t until said shoe collided with the persons face and the startled cry pulled her attention back. Y/N twisted around and looked up, startled. Natasha stood over her, one hand on her cheek while the other held a stiletto.

“When the hell did you get in here?”

Keep reading

She is the girl who would laugh at simple things,
but you may find it hard to make her cry.
A collection of thoughts and ideas,
which still cannot be put into words.

She is the girl who would dress in her finest clothes,
wear make up and be beautiful,
and yet she would laugh so loud that people,
would think that she is not classy.

She is the girl who would be her best,
and yet inside, what she truly feels is,
she would always be the second best,
and she would always be a failure to herself.

She is the girl who is a collection of negativity and positivity,
a beautiful mess that could not be fixed,
someone so intricate that cannot be understood,
but as beautiful as the abstract paintings of a fine painter.

—  she is everything // a.j.
4

everybody in the house is kinda scared of the spider but nobody can take one for the team and throw it out 

Mob feeds it grasshoppers and caterpillars from Reigen’s garden

also nobody knows why theres a tarantula in a bathroom in the middle of a city

(thank you anon for the superb idea!!! coincidentally it fits perfectly with the general theme of ritsu being scared of bugs lately and I just have to add a small thing for it)

and yep request is still open ayyy

voltron witch au

i was inspired to share my personal headcanons for @catnippacketswitch au !! their headcanons may differ from mine, but this is simply my elaboration off of their idea!

lance: water/sea witch

  • so many sea trinkets
  • shells, rocks, sand, driftwood, salt water, beach glass etc.
  • a lot of them are scattered around his room; on windowsills, tucked next to picture frames, decorating his workspace.
  • others he likes to turn into jewelry
  • loves making + enchanting jewelry, is very generous and enjoys giving his creations to his friends
    • “sorry you had a bad day, i added a charm to this cone shell necklace i made for you for protection”
    • “sand dollar dust for good luck! go get ‘em, buddy!”
  • meditates a lot, always trying to remain Cool, Calm, and Collected™
  • is actually A Mess the majority of the time, emotions very similar to the ocean’s tides
    • has the most trouble keeping his sacral chakra balanced (emotions, sexuality, self expression)
  • strong connection with the moon, performs a lot of rituals to better connect w + understand her
  • (though he considers himself secular)
  • aromatherapy!
  • is a very sentimental person, and strong emotions buried deep inside of him can be drawn out by certain scents
  • he’s not afraid of his emotions, and therefore has shown great interest in aromatherapy
  • often asks keith to make incense for him using his essential oils
  • cause lance is bad at it and keith is a pro (but lance’ll never admit that)
  • his grimoire is an absolute Mess
  • just a shitty torn up blue composition book covered in stickers and sigils and messages from his friends
  • he just shoves shit in it there’s no organization whatsoever
    • “lance i just wanted to compare correspondences my lap is literally covered in sand right now”
  • bath magic !!!! super into glamour and bath magic
  • has tried to make his own beauty products but found that pass-times such as baking aren’t high-up on his list of talents
  • sometimes him and hunk will make products for lance together, but most of the time lance will just buy some trustworthy and organic products from his favorite metaphysical shop or flea markets
  • lifetime supply of rosewater
  • poplar wand - feeling - (water) emotions, feelings, sensitivity, intuition, empathy, dance, instincts.
  • grip made of fabric from an old, beaten up Childhood Baby Blanket
  • is almost always humming and will 100% get a new song stuck in your head everyday
    • sings during rituals
    • sounds like an irl siren
    • beware

keith: fire/desert witch

  • lots of rituals
  • rituals involve lots of dancing (which he’s actually very good at)
  • uses his athame in every and any way possible - often incorporates it in his dancing
  • technically considers himself wiccan, but dislikes labels
  • worships the major planetary bodies in our solar system, though mainly focuses on the sun and moon
  • is a peaceful witch until provoked, then will show no remorse when he curses/hexes ur ass sorry honey
    • shiro always tries to convince him not to, but he isn’t normally very successful
    • lance and pidge are both total enablers for cursing lmao get him
    • everyone is so surprised when hunk; sweet, kind, caring hunk, encourages keith’s habit
  • (but lance could never actually curse someone, he just lives for drama)
  • (pidge could)
  • (pidge will)
  • writes everything in charcoal
  • constantly covered in charcoal
    • lance: uhh dude you got a little *points to the smear of charcoal on keith’s cheek*
    • keith: oh thanks *wipes cheek with charcoal covered hand* did i get it?
    • lance: yep yes yeah you got it buddy
  • burns written spells/sigils to activate them
  • just burns everything tbh
    • “split ends? no no, i lit my hair on fire”
  • no feeling in fingertips lol
  • makes incense for lance despite the massive headaches he gets from the strong scents
  • dabbles in blood magic
  • candles + wax everywhere
  • enjoys making different salts
  • endless supply of fire-salt
  • owns one (1) cactus
  • enjoys different textures and fabrics, therefore owns a bunch of tapestries and altar cloths
  • has world’s shittiest handwriting, but has a really cool (fake) leather-bound grimoire that he found on a road trip in the mid west
  • doesn’t remember the shop name
  • doesn’t remember the shop

pidge: green + tech witch

  • herbalism!
  • loves making jars + bottles using their own herbs
    • sometimes uses some of hunks crystals
    • or any other objects of importance, depending on the spell
  • seriously though their room is a mess it’s fllled with plants on shelves and hanging and on the floor
  • jars and bottles everywhere
  • random pieces of tech all over the place
  • do they have an actual floor? who knows
  • corners of their room are covered in mold and moss and there’s dirt all over the place
  • dirt under fingernails 24/7
  • relies heavily on their pendulum when making literally any decision ever, ranging from:
    • “should i eat this sandwich labeled ‘hunk’?”
    • to
    • “should i pack up my shit and leave to find my family (whom i cherish and love more than anything in this plane of existence), completely disregarding the safety of the entire universe and the fact that i will backhandedly and indirecting be the one responsible for the rise of the galra empire?”
  • recently got into making elixirs/potions (from hunk)
  • makes special gem elixirs to water their plants with
  • makes different ones depending on the type of plant and or what problem it’s having
  • sigils on everything
  • writes in anything they can - dirt, spit, tears, blood
  • pretty low-key tech witch, just really likes tech + adds simple magicks into their work
    • writes chants + spells in HTML
    • desktop background sigils
    • emoji spells
    • etc
  • e-grimoire that’s surprisingly pretty organized
  • only because its digital tbh they can’t keep papers and folders organized for shit
  • see: their room

hunk: kitchen/cottage + green witch

  • loves all types of cooking, but baking particularly!  
  • loves gardening
  • very generous!!!! loves giving!!!!!!!
  • bonds with pidge over plants :’)
  • has a shared greenhouse with them
    • they each have one half of the greenhouse, but they help each other out with their plants when needed
  • loves comparing grimoires with his friends
  • his grimoire is a big file-folder looking journal
  • it’s pretty tidy and he puts a lot of effort into it, but he’s not super artistically inclined when it comes to paper and pencil so it’s rather plain
  • though he is very crafty in other ways!!
  • super into knot work
  • picked up/dabbles in a little jewelry making thanks to lance
    • though he uses his crystals as jewelry pieces, not sea trinkets
  • crystal healer!
  • is! such! a! good! healer!
  • basically always has a stable root chakra
  • steady as a rock (or so he lets on)
  • always grounding himself
  • sometimes he’ll have to take off his shoes to better ground himself, but he’s become so good with his chakras that he normally doesn’t need to
    • actually experiences his emotions like a Normal Teenager should, but has taken on the self-appointed role of being his friends anchor
  • really enjoys tea and makes blends for himself and his friends
    • pidge is absolutely hooked on hunk’s tea for getting rid of cramps…God Bless………………..
    • tries not to rely on superstition, but indulges in the occasional tea leaf reading
  • his room has lots of shelves/cabinets because he likes having as much walking space as possible
  • has his mattress on the floor tucked in the corner
  • spreads out his workspaces in the center of his room on a small blanket when he needs it
  • lots of dried herbs
  • enjoys browns and oranges

shiro: space witch

  • Casual Astronomer™
  • eats lunch at midnight lol
  • hates coffee but needs caffeine to keep himself awake
  • hunk makes him good Wake Up teas
  • pidge has a special potion they’ve created that’s basically like death coffee
  • he only drinks it when he’s really desperate
  • he cares a lot about his health, so he tries to makes sure that he gets enough sleep
  • he’s still always tired no matter what though, the poor guy
  • has the stereotypical witch wardrobe
    • lots of black flowy clothes/dresses
    • sharp winged eyeliner
    • layered witchy necklaces
    • tons of rings
    • big floppy black hat
    • black nail polish
  • has basically all known constellations memorized and can point them out at any given time during the night
  • has a bunch of astronomy-related tattoos
  • does his own tattoos/stick n pokes
  • enchants and makes his own ink
  • has given everyone in the coven a little stick-and-poke on their wrist of their elemental symbol
  • picked up photography in his teens and has managed to get some really amazing shots of the night sky
  • plain black grimoire
  • really enjoys the dark, therefore does everything in it
  • spells, rituals, etc
  • glow in the dark stars all over the ceiling and walls of his room

allura: hedge witch

  • utterly fascinated with the Other World
  • most connected with her third eye and crown chakra
  • is always up at ungodly hours because she knows certain spirits are up at those times
  • her workspace is basically just a place where she can contact spirits and deities
    • centerpiece is an offering tray
    • grey chalice
    • her basic setup has melted white candles, though she’ll change the colors depending on who she’s planning on contacting
  • astral projects nearly everyday, mostly during the evening/early AM
  • she tends to spend around 1-3 hours in the other realm, but could honestly spend days if she could
  • she texts shiro whenever she plans on beginning, and texts him afterwards
  • that way if she does get lost or distracted and takes too long to return, shiro can come and help her out if needed
  • though there’s never really been a situation where he was needed in that way
  • allura knows what she’s doing, friends
  • probably owns a mug that reads “i’d rather be astral projecting”
  • most experienced in the coven
  • comes from a  family of witches, learned from her father
  • has the prettiest most organized, coherent, and detailed grimoire
  • seriously her handwriting is amazing
  • super good at calligraphy
  • loves:
    • palm readings
    • tarot
    • astrology
    • divination
    • aura readings
  • notices a person’s hands before anything else
  • makes her own tarot decks! they’re so pretty
  • has decks for all her friends
  • her and pidge sometimes use each other’s pendulums :’)
  • can tell a person’s sign simply by observing their mannerisms for a short period of time
    • someone: does literally anything
    • allura: ugh you’re such a [insert sign here]
quotes for the signs
  • aries: "life is not perfect and it never will be. you just have to make the very best of it and you have to open your heart to what the world can show you. sometimes it's terrifying and sometimes it's incredibly beautiful, and i'll take both, thanks."
  • taurus: "never apologize for how you feel. no one can control how they feel. the sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. the rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. feelings just are."
  • gemini: "it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. i hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, i hope you have the strength to start all over again."
  • cancer: "stop planting flowers in the yards of people who won't water them."
  • leo: "i began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it full speed ahead. embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. lukewarm is no good."
  • virgo: "do not run from emptiness. it is your life ridding itself from the mess it’s collected. once you are empty, begin filling it with good things."
  • libra: "overthinking is the biggest cause of our unhappiness. keep yourself occupied. keep your mind off things that don’t help you. be optimistic."
  • scorpio: "you've got too much soul to be handled by someone who has never been passionate."
  • sagittarius: "spend your life doing strange things with weird people."
  • capricorn: "we tend to forget that baby steps still move us forward."
  • aquarius: "do not try to be pretty. you weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just 'pretty.'"
  • pisces: "something will grow from all you are going through. and it will be you."
10

12x14 & 12x15

I got an anon about this like halfway through the hiatus that I responded to like, yes right after 12x15 I meant to make this gifset. Ooops. I also have a whole bunch of anons I thought may or may not have been indirectly answered by other stuff on my blog but were all asking about what was going to happen to Cas, and I haven’t been able to put words to it the entire month.

Anyway these gifs after the first 2 are in no particular order or chosen to be a side by side, but possibly chronological because my gif-collecting was a haphazard mess. But the last ones are definitely “you’re a killer” and “btw Joshua” reaction shots, and I think are where Ketch and Kelvin played their cards. 

Obviously both then go with their respective offer to see what it’s all about, but my hope/assumption/tentative speculation is that this is a fairly direct parallel, based on how these two are in general with their story arcs, and also after rewatching a little chunk of season 12 I realised just how many small moments are repeated between characters, in fairly direct ways, and this is hopefully just a version where we’ve been left hanging on Cas’s side for the equivalent of the hotel scene with Dean and Ketch, to be picked up again later.

Of course Dean also then the next episode has his arm twisted to work with the BMoL anyway, at least on his terms, and Cas going along with Kelvin can crunch this parallel down into him working with Heaven in probably similar ways to Dean and the BMoL, we’ll hopefully see how that goes tonight in a way which will give us a lot of material to speculate/understand things. 

But at least these two conversations side by side, when you watch these episodes back to back, offer a pretty clear suggestion that, structurally, we have this parallel of Cas to Dean’s unsuccessful career day pitch from Ketch, and Cas is NOT ET-ing back home like he threatened to in 8x23, which seemed to be a few people’s fear… and honestly I’m still not sure what all the various main thoughts are on that still. Maybe everyone’s been waiting and doesn’t know what to make of it yet.

Problem (Jace Wayland x Reader) *smut*

Request: Jace smut pls! -Anon

A/N: MASTERLIST

Word Count: 800

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, Language


You were punching the life out of the punching bag when you felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around your waist and pull you closer to the person behind you. You knew it was Jace because as you looked down you saw his runes running up and down his arm. 

“Good morning love.” He kissed your cheek and gave your waist a light press. You smiled and threw your head on his shoulder. “Morning.”

“You’re up early.” He moved around you and held your punching bag still from swinging. “Well Hodge said that he’d help me and by that he meant that I must wake up at 5am, run around the building at least three times and start punching.” Jace stepped back and cocked an eyebrow.

“Punch who?” He asked.

“You.” You laughed. Your fists met his shoulder, gently not to hurt him. You giggled as you saw Jace holding his shoulder and making a pouty face. “That was not nice.” He walked towards you with a seductive smirk on his lips. He leaned next to your ear and whispered “You know, this morning I had a bit of a problem and you weren’t there to help me out. I had to do the job myself.” You bit your lower lip to stop the moan from escaping your lips.

“What now?” You kissed his sweet spot on his neck, making his head drop on your shoulder. “Now my problem got even bigger when I saw your ass in those leggings.” You removed your punching gloves and followed Jace to your room. But you were both interrupted by Hodge. With his arms crossed over his chest, he gave you a grimace look.  “Where are you going?” He asked.

“My room…” You looked at Jace. “With Jace.” Hodge rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. “Fine.” Hodge knew what was up. “You know what…you can take the rest of the day off.”

***

Jace pushed you against the cold black wall of your bedroom, pressing his lips to yours and grinding his hard cock against your crotch. You removed his jacket to feel his muscles pressing you against the wall. Jace’s lips sucked on your chest leaving a mark. He ripped your black top in two and your black pants, leaving you naked before him. You got on your knees and pulled his pants down. His member sprang free from their restraints. 

You licked your lips in satisfaction; you wrapped your hands around his throbbing cock and licked a long line along his prominent vein that was about to burst from the blood pumping. He gasped at the warmth of your tongue. You took him in your mouth, sucking on his head. “Fuck Y/N.” He cursed. His thighs went stiff and began shaking as his orgasm was slowly approaching him.

You hollowed your cheeks as you felt him twitching inside your mouth. He leaned towards the wall, his arms supporting his body as he pushed his member deeper in your mouth, making you almost choke. Some of his precum slid down your throat, giving you a taste of him when he finally released in your mouth.

His legs trembled, almost giving him away. He put one finger under your chin, signalling you to get on your feet. You connected your lips to his, letting him taste himself. It was then when he knelt in front of you and put his tongue flat against your wet lips. You shivered, making your body hair rise. “Fuck…Jace please!” You pleaded but your pleading fell on deaf ears. He flicked his tongue over your clit while his thumb slid in your entrance.

“Shit! Jace just..fuck me. Now!” You cried out as your orgasm washed over you. Jace licked his thumb and positioned his member at your entrance. “Ready?”

“Jace, you don’t want to-” You gasped as you felt Jace slamming into you. Jace looked at your facial expression and smiled. “You were about to say something.” You threw your head back against the wall trying to collect yourself. “Mess with me.” You groaned through your clenched teeth. He started thrusting inside you merciless, not giving you time to adjust to his size. “This is what you get baby girl.” His blue eyes met yours, making you melt right on the spot. 

A familiar knot began forming in the pit of your stomach. “I’m gonna come baby!” You cried out. Jace had sweat dripping off his forehead. “Come on then!” He grunted and with one last thrust you came all over his cock. Jace bit down on your shoulder as he came too, spilling his seed inside you. You pressed his forehead against yours and chuckled.

“Is your problem solved now?” You asked between breaths.

“I never had one.”

Originally posted by mortalinstrumentsinfernaldevices