Here’s Bill Weasley for the HP Zodiac Project, which was organised by the brilliant @bloodyhellharry and @artofpan. I’ve been wanting to challenge myself more with including backgrounds / interiors and got a bit carried away ^^ (Charlie W posted here).
If you haven’t seen them yet, check out the “hp zodiac” tag for more works of art, they’re so good <3 !
My “I thought I had enough Calvin Klein stuff but it turns out I was wrong ft. other pretty things” haul✨✨✨
• Calvin Klein white cropped tee - £45.00
• Calvin Klein black triangle bra - £28.00
• Calvin Klein knickers x3 - £60.00
• Calvin Klein thong - £18.00
• Calvin Klein shorts - £30.00
• Pins & Needles black crop - £22.00
• Out From Under slipper socks - £12.00
• Photo clips - £12.00
• Tea Tree targeted gel - £7.00
• Drops of Light brightening serum - £26.00
• Drops of Light eye cream - £20.00
• Volcano foot mask - £6.95
• Honey lip scrub - £5.75
I also got some art stuff that comes to £42.50
I’m so happy I finally hit up Anthr0, I’ve always wanted stuff from there!! I’ve had my eye on that mirror tray for a while too.
Also, when I was in Lu$h one of the SAs came up next to me and scooped a gob of one of the tester lip scrubs up and just. Ate it. He ate it. And then he saw I saw and we kind of just stared at each other.
Fandom: Star Trek (AOS/TOS)
Pairing: ReaderXBones Prompt: @starshiphufflebadger1 requested a fic where the
reader has freckles and Bones adores them. Word Count: 1375
Warnings:None; fluffy through and through! Rating: Teen+ Author’s Note: This was almost smut.
I really, really wanted it to be smut, but I held back because I love
the fluff, too. If there’s an interest,
though, I may consider writing an alternate ending!
You’re completely exhausted after your shore leave but you couldn’t be happier
as you collapse onto the couch in Leonard’s quarters, the cool fabric of the
cushions in stark contrast to the heat of your sun-bronzed skin. You’ve left your bags over by the door to
deal with later and you’re grinning lazily as you beckon Leonard over with a
wave of your hand.
“Just let me put a few things away, darlin’,” he calls from across the
room. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Noooo,” you whine. “I need you,
Lee. Your luggage can wait.”
As you gaze out onto Asgard, your dress flowing in the wind as your hair wafts around your shoulders, you take yet another look down at the ring sitting atop of your finger.
The beautiful band, gold in structure, held a glistening emerald surrounded by chocolate diamonds.
Its beauty held your gaze for longer than you would’ve liked to admit.
“Now you know how it feels to look at you.”
Jumping at his voice, you whirl around as your hair begins to flutter around your face, your eyes wide with surprise as Loki’s towering form, still clad in his wedding armor, as you take in his grin.
“I didn’t mean to startle you, my Queen,” he lulls.
You blushed under the nickname.
“It is quite alright,” you say as you slowly turn back out to the scenery, the nighttime sky draping Asgard in stars you didn’t recognize as Loki walks up slowly behind you, his hands slowly settling into the light dip of your waist as he presses his chest into your head.
Your height estimation was spot-on.
As Loki begins mumbling the foreign constellations in your ear, the warmth of his breath cascading down your neck, you find your eyes lightly fluttering shut as your chest begins to flush.
And it didn’t go unnoticed by your husband.
Soon, the names of the stars were punctuated by fluttering kisses on your neck. His hands began to slowly roam your sides as his long fingers took sensual strides over your clothed skin.
He even nipped a couple of times at your ear, causing your hands to reach out for the balcony banister as you hold on, desperate to keep yourself upright.
“I would catch you, you know,” Loki mutters into your skin as your breath audibly hitches.
It was the first sound of that sort that he had elicited from you.
“If you fell,” he whispers as you feel your knees grow weak.
The foreign sensations were too much to take as you find yourself whipping around quickly, a part of you wanting to look at him and a part of you frightened and wishing to get away.
But when you spun around, Loki’s body stepped forward, pinning you to the banister as your eyes connect with his broad, armored chest.
You watched your breath condensate on the shining metal as Loki’s hands wrap around the banister, trapping you in between a plummeting fall and his warm, strong body.
“I know that it is my duty,” you begin with a trembling voice, “as your wife, to succumb to certain…duties…”
Loki’s eyes locked hard onto the top of your head as you continue to stare into your reflection in his armor.
“…all I ask is that you be gentle…” you whisper as your eyes begin to water.
“Is that all you see it as?” Loki asks as his hand leaves the banister, crooking his finger up under your chin as he tilts your watery gaze up to him.
It hurt his soul that you were holding back tears on your wedding night.
“Because if that is all this is, we do not have to indulge in anything.”
You felt yourself furrowing your brow.
“I have just never been a fan of pain,” you choke out, desperate to keep your fear at bay as it rages out of control within the confines of your chest.
“Pain can be pleasurable, under the right circumstances,” Loki muses as his eyes dance across your face.
And that is when you felt a tear slip out of the corner of your eye, it traveling down next to your nose as it cascades over the cliff of your lip, dropping onto your exposed bosom as your jaw begins to quiver.
“Ssssshhhhh…” Loki soothes, dipping down to kiss the side of your nose.
“I am not going to hurt you,” Loki soothes lowly, kissing the cliff of your lip as your mouth puckers instantaneously to his.
“We don’t hurt the things we love on Asgard,” Loki whispers, his hot breath trailing against your skin as his lips connect with the salty trail along your bosom, his tongue darting out over your skin as he sucks in a patch as you let out an audible gasp.
He knew that that was your ultimate fear. That he would turn into your father, tossing you around and ordering you to do things you didn’t wish, only to have to obey because you were his property.
And Loki was determined to communicate with you that you were not anyone’s property. Only his to cherish and protect.
But just as Loki goes to rear his head back, your hands fly to his hair, your fingers twisting into his long, raven tendrils as you pull his face back into your bosom.
The chuckle that left his lips vibrated your breasts, causing your nipples to stand at peaks underneath your clothing.
Opening his mouth as his tongue darts out, he draws a wet trail before going back, nipping at it with his teeth as you gasp and lob your head back.
“My Queen…” Loki rumbles as his hands trail underneath your wedding dress.
Feeling the pads of his fingers work their way up your legs, you lob your head forward, kissing the top of his head as you run your fingers through his hair before he finds the luscious meat of your thighs.
“Oh, yes,” he growls, biting down into your breast as an audible groan leaves your throat.
The feeling his his fingertips kneading into your flesh was nothing short of euphoric.
“Hu-uh,” you hitch as your grasp into Loki’s hair gets tighter.
Soon, his lips were latching onto your neck, sucking in patches after patches of skin as he teeters the line of pleasure and pain, your muffled gasps and throaty groans slipping more frequently from your lips as Loki’s arms trail your massive dress up to your waist.
Your entire lower body was exposed to the whole of Asgard.
“Lift your arms,” Loki murmurs into your ear.
And you found yourself doing nothing but obeying.
Feeling him slip the dress off, you hear it fall to the side on the balcony floor as the wind picks up yet again, blowing your hair in all different directions as you finally flutter your eyes open, only to be met with the beautiful green eyes of the man you had come to love and respect so dearly.
“No,” you state.
You saw the lustful stare lightly falter on Loki’s face as you raise your hand up to cup his cheek.
“It’s not just a duty,” you whisper.
Watching the many emotions dash around behind Loki’s eyes, the one that finally settles onto his face causes your breathing to pick up as you lock your eyes heavily with his.
You wanted to bask in the feeling of what it meant to be carnally desired.
All at once, Loki picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder as you let out a yelp, his hand coming up to crack against your ass as you suck in a bout of air, allowing the tingling sensation to work its way around your body.
Then? You felt yourself plummeting to the bed, your body and bosom bouncing for him to watch as your wide eyes take in his still-clothed form.
But he wasn’t that way for long.
As he crosses his arms against his chest, he thrusts them down to his sides as his clothing goes crashing to the floor, his naked form looming over you on the bed as your eyes slowly trail over the first naked man form your eyes would ever take in.
The first…and only…form.
But before your eyes could devour his body, his lips twisting into a lustful smirk, your eyes stop between his legs as you feel the blood drain from your face.
That…was supposed to fit…in you.
And Loki sensed the hesitancy rising again in your soul.
“Don’t worry,” he says gutturally as his knees his the mattress with a thud, “I will take my time, and I will be slow.”
And all you could do was swallow hard, and nod.
“Why am I not…?”
But by the time you could get the question out, Loki was hovering over you, his lips mere millimeters from yours.
“Because I want to peel it off of you,” he whispers.
Leaning your head up, you capture his lips in a long, slowly, sensuous kiss as your hands travel up his chest and slowly latch around his neck.
“I trust you,” you whisper into his mouth.
Releasing your lips as he trails kisses along your jawline, he buries his face into the crook of your neck as his hands slip behind your back, your body instinctively arching into him as he unclasps your undergarment, slowly allowing the fabric to pop back from your body as your breasts finally drop free, his mouth beginning to water as he takes in the voluptuous valley of your cleavage with his eyes.
He tosses the fabric haphazardly over the side of the bed.
“Oh, Y/N,” he growls, his mouth latching onto one of your peaks as you suck in a light bout of air.
“Ho…yeah…” you breathe out lightly.
Continuing his light journey down your body, his fingertips kneading into the excess of you as he kisses down your stomach, he nuzzles at your belly button before he hooks his fingers into your panties.
Flickering his gaze up as he takes in your flushed and panting chest, your breasts jiggling with every motion as your half-hooded eyes stare wantonly at the ceiling, he smirks to himself as he slowly pulls your panties off, lifting your legs one by one as his eyes get a glimpse of the growing wetness between your thighs.
One thing he had never experienced was sex with a woman who was bigger.
And when he saw your glistening thighs, your excess squeezing the juices from between your folds as it drips naturally onto your legs, he feels himself grow weak against his own control as he tosses your underwear over his shoulder before rushing to your center.
Feeling his hands settle on your knees, you feel your legs being parted as your hands wrap themselves into the sheets of the bed.
You weren’t quite sure what was coming next, but your entire body was humming with anticipation.
Feeling yourself spread for him, the cool air causing your skin to pucker, you feel Loki’s tongue lap up your inner thigh, causing you to jump slightly before he hops over to the other side, his throat audibly groaning as he tastes you on your own skin.
He felt his own resolve slowly melting with every lick of you he took.
“You taste divine,” he breathes desperately.
Your entire body was floating. Floating and sinking, as if Loki was simultaneously your anchor and your helium, destined to always change course and keep you on your toes.
Your curling, shaking toes.
Your mind was hazy and your fingertips white. Your body was humming and your soul aflight. Your skin was crawling, your hands were curling, your lips were trembling, and your legs were tight.
And just as if the words were brewed upon your tongue, the caffeinated words percolate behind your lips before slipping out into the essence of the room.
“Devour me,” you growl.
And it unleashed the beast.
Feeling his arms wrap around your legs, his long fingers coming back around as they part your dripping folds, his tongue licks a long, deep stripe from your entrance to your sensitive mound, your body jumping at the sensation as he holds your hips firmly to the bed.
“Mine,” he growls, his tongue starting its assault on your body as your brows stitch together tight, your hands flying instinctively to his hair as your hips begins to naturally roll into his face.
It was as if another switch in you had flipped, knowing exactly what to do as your mind drains empty, replaced with the a liquid only Loki could give you.
A liquid only Loki could fill you with.
As moans and groans and gasps tumble from your lips, your hips bucking into him as his face sinks into you, you feel his hands reach up and grabs fistfuls of your excess, hanging on to you as desperately as he can as your back arches off of the bed, a sound nothing short of animalistic peeling from your throat as your body trembles and your walls contract.
You could feel Loki smirking in between your legs as his tongue slowly rides your orgasm, lapping up every last bit of you as his lips travel down to your entrance, spitting all of you back out before his body rushes up to your lips, pressing a deep kiss into yours as your body continues to jump with every sensation of him upon you.
“Oh, Loki…” you breathe into him.
Feeling him probe at your entrance, your body automatically tenses up as he dips his face into the crook of your neck, his tongue massaging your pulse point as he feels your body relax.
“Nice and slow,” he croaks.
Feeling him press his tip in as you wince, he begins to kiss you once again, sucking in your skin lightly as he holds it between his teeth.
You felt your hands fly to his back as your fingertips dig into his rippling muscles.
“Oh,” he groans into your neck.
Running your toes lightly up the backs of his legs, he presses in a bit deeper as your body tenses up once more, causing his to shudder as he bites down playfully on the patch of skin as you groan and press your head into the pillow.
On and on this pattern went, his body trembling visibly above yours as he sinks himself to his hilt, his hips pressed deep into yours as your legs spread for him, welcoming his intrusion as your nails dig crescents into his back.
He was right.
Your mind was swimming.
“Take me,” you breathe.
“Don’t give me that command,” he begs, shaking his head back and forth as his rock hard length throbs inside of you.
And as you whip your eyes open, your fully-blown pupils latching on to his blackened eyes, you rear your head up as you capture his lower lip in between your teeth, suckling furiously as Loki groans darkly into your mouth.
“Take. Me,” you growl.
“As you wish, My Queen.”
Feeling him rear back, he pummels back into you as you throw your head back, calling out to the ceiling as he rears back once more, his arms propped up against your head as he slams back into your hips as your body begins to quake.
Oh, he was so, so right.
“I love you,” you breathe, your eyes fluttering open as Loki bends down to capture your lips in a final, loving kiss.
“And I love you,” he murmurs.
Watching him as he rears back onto his heels, he picks up your voluptuous legs, the crooks of them slinging over his shoulders as he grasps onto your hips, his hands pulling you towards him as he steaks you once more, your hands finding his rock-hard thighs as you dig your hands into them.
“I am going to ruin you,” he promises.
Thrusting into you, again and again, as your body writhes and your core begins to heat, you feel Loki wrap his hand around your right ankle as he removes it from his shoulder, pushing it out as he spreads you for the world, watching your every reaction as he continues to thrust.
And when your eyes flew open as your jaw unhinged, he knew he had found that beautiful sweet spot.
“Theeere it is,” he growls as your voice audibly calls out into the room.
Thrusting maniacally as his name tumbles from your lips, he hears your desperate pleas as your entire body begins to flush in wanton pleasure.
The assault of sensations on your body was so intense, you didn’t know if you wanted to keep going or stop.
And all at once, as if the heavens above parted the ceiling and began lifting your body unto its light, your back arches and your jaw unhinges, your sounds going silent as your hands fly to the sheets.
“Uuuuuuhhhhhh…” you croak.
Feeling him release your legs, your walls pulsating around him as he drops back down onto you, he props himself up on his forearms as he grasps your hair, pulling your head to the side as his eyes connect sharply with yours.
“Don’t you dare hold back on me,” he growls.
Thrusting into you as yet another orgasm begins to barrel over your body, your hands wrap around underneath Loki’s arms as your hands dig into his back, your palms smacking his skin over and over and over again as your body quakes underneath him.
“Yes. Oh, Jotuns. Yes. Fuck, Y/N. Oh, GOD!”
The only sounds pouring from your lips were drones and pants, your senses so overwhelmed that tears started to spring to your eyes as your hands slap your husband’s back over and over again, your body screaming to stop as your gluttonous lust wishes still for the attack.
And all at once, as Loki sinks his teeth into the meat of your collarbone, you feel his length pulsate inside of you as you clasp your ankles around his hips, your walls sucking him in deeper as Loki’s arms thread behind you, holding you close to him as he pumps you full of his rapture.
Your drones finally way to whimpers as you bury your face, dwarfed by his shoulders, into the crook of his neck.
Panting into each other’s skin as Loki stays sheathed, the pounding of your palms gives way to the soothing rubbing of his back as you finally find your voice once more.
“Oh, my god,” you choke out as tears stream down your face.
Dropping your head back to the pillow, you feel Loki slowly pull out from between your legs, the sensation earning yet another shudder as he chuckles lightly into your skin.
Hearing you sniffle, he raises his head to look at your face as he hovers his sweating form over yours.
“Are you alright, my love?” he asks, his fingertips swiping your sweat-drenched hair from your forehead as his thumbs lightly wipe at the tears spilling down your face.
“I am more than alright, Loki,” you breathe as your hand slides from his back to his shoulder, squeezing it lightly before cupping his reddened cheek.
“I am home.”
And as a broad smile graces Loki’s cheeks, his eyes sparkling as he continues to lay in between your sprawling legs, your fingertips run along his face, tucking a rogue strand of hair behind his ear as your eyes dance in between his.
“Could you teach me to do that to you?” you ask.
“That thing you did. In between my legs. I am sure there’s a male-centric version?”
You watched his eyes darken as he holds tight onto you, rolling the two of you over as his back hits the bed, your body laying on top of his as his length begins to grow once again against your leg.
“There is,” he says, his voice a bit darker than before.
“Teach me how to please you,” you beg, your eyes searching his as his hand comes up and cups your face.
“Make good on your promise,” you add, your voice gaining a sultry edge as a light growl emanates from Loki’s throat.
“My word it my bond,” he murmurs, raising his head as he captures your lips, his tongue thrusting inside as your hands dig into the mattress to hold your body steady.
These earrings are too gorgeous to pass up! I have been seeing these constellation earrings all over the internet, Pinterest, of course.What’s dope about this tutorial is that you can take the basic template I teach you and customize it to fit your favorite constellation in the Universe.
You can even create the earring in gold or silver wire, depending on what you like to wear more. Hope you guys enjoy this tutorial, happy crafting!
…100% of the proceeds will be donated to the The Ethembeni School, a boarding school for children living with Cerebral Palsy, visual impairments, and other physical disabilities in rural South Africa. CP is a cause very dear to my heart and I’m making it a mission to raise funds and awareness on this condition.