Georges Chakra Spring/summer 2019 Haute Couture

biker ari and his gal

"Fuck no." Ari glares down at you, his brow furrowing. Silence permeates the air, people around you slowly backing away as if he were a uncaged bear about to snap.

Perhaps he is.

Your eyes drag up the wide expanse of his chest, past his throat to plush lips thinned into a grimace. God you hope he does snap. Because when he does-. Ari notices the shiver before it finishes its path down your spine.

"I said no," he grounds out through gritted teeth.

You place your hands on his shirt, pressing down until you feel his pecs, warm and firm under your palms. Your gaze lock on to his blue eyes and your lips part, exhaling the one word you know he can't resist.

"Please."

"Damn it." Ari inhales. Eyes fluttering shut. Veins protuding from his thick neck. Large hands grab your waist in a decadent bruising grip. "I...fuck it. I'll do it." He concedes, pulling you into his warm embrace.

You beam, starting to thank him but your breath stutters in your chest when he sweeps the rough pad of his thumb across your bottom lip.

He bends his massive frame down to your level, his lips brushing over your ear.

"But that's all you're getting from me, Sunshine. Tonight you can beg and plead all you want but you're not coming until I say you can." He hums thoughtfully, his large hand caressing your ass. "Hope it's worth it."

It is.

why you are lovable.

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trust your gut. if none of these piles resonate, this reading may not be for you.

hi lovelies!! i hope all of you have been doing okay recently. summer break has started and i'm sooo sooo excited to be able to devote more of my time towards intuitive/tarot readings!! if you have any suggestions for readings please let me know in the comments (keep it light on fs readings).

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PILE 1.

you are like fireworks!! very much tumblr 2014 vibes if yk what i mean. you're all glittery and you just sparkle!! you're ready to lend a helping hand towards anyone that needs it, and you have a demure but bright aura to you that attracts people very easily. you may like flowery perfumes/body lotions. i'm thinking of cats for some reason rn. you have a kind hear and you forgive but you don't forget; people like how you stand your ground and aren't easy to sway. you're extremely memorable, and people miss you when you're gone from their lives.

PILE 2.

you're very elegant. you have this regal personality that suggests that you don't fuck around. your feminine energy is very balanced and if you're more attracted to masculine energy this tends to make them go willdddddd. you probably get along really well with elderly people and younger people; you like learning but you also like teaching. you probably enjoy the finer aspects of life, but you're willing to work very hard to be able to get them. you're lovable because you're very caring, but also very selective with who you let into your life. people have to work to get your attention. you probably have a very bright smile and are very cute. the color silver came up.

PILE 3.

you're probably more on the quiet side out of all of these piles. yk the black cat and golden retriever trend? well you're either a ginger cat or a black retriever because you don't fit either of those well. your voice is very beautiful, and you probably adore music/singing; i see you're very good at rhythm so i would suggest you try dancing or singing. you're responsible and people know they can rely on you. you're headstrong and don't panic in a situation, but at the same time you're willing to be vulnerable and let other people take the reins if you're getting overwhelmed. people like that you allow them to help you, even if it's infrequent. you probably attract more loud and charming people to you, because they see something in you that you don't see in yourself.

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i hope you all enjoyed this!! let me know if it resonated or if it didn't. remember i love you all and don't forget to drink water and rest <3 🩷

SOAP MAKER! KIYOOMI AND FLORIST! Y/N AU

he goes to you to get ingredients for all his soaps because he knows how well you take care of all your plants.

he knows you don’t use harmful pesticides to keep insects away, you’re smart in your craft and use natural plants to keep unwanted bugs from your precious babies.

you always smile when sakusa comes in, asking you for your best picks of the day, blushes when you throw in an extra bundle bc he’s always there to support you.

he repays you with soaps he crafts specifically for you, it knocks the wind out of you when you inquire about the ingredients and he says he thought long and hard about you,

points out that you have very pretty skin, so he used everything with care.

he’s tedious and hardworking, you can see his love language through these gifts.

just as you care for your plants, taking care and loving them,

he does the same for you from afar.

mayonnaise

I’m super stressed with the end of my semester, so what about “Bucky tries to make you forget about college and your finals”?

Pairing: Roommate Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Smut, Minors DNI

A/n: sinday drabble. Do not copy, repost, translate or rewrite any of my work. By continuing to read you are confirming you are an adult 18 years or older. College AU

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Buckys been your roommate since freshman year. You both needed a decent yet cheap place to stay close to campus. You hate and love living with him. He’s the perfect roommate, clean and considerate, he pays more than his share and always springs for extra groceries and takeout.

He’s so fucking handsome. And well built. His thick, muscular body haunts your dreams. Nothing like him coming in from an early morning run, his shorts clinging to his ass while he wipes sweat off his abs. You try not to gawk while he asks if you want him to make breakfast.

It’s been three long years of him walking around the apartment half-naked, girls in and out of his room at all hours of the day and the walls are thin. If you don’t hear some overly dramatic moans from his latest conquest, you hear him. At night.

Soft breathy groans that have your core throbbing as you squirm over your sheets. You can picture his hand working his cock with his knees bent while he’s flat on the bed.

Not that you think about him at night with your hand down your panties. Nope. You do not think about Bucky making you cum on his tongue.

With finals coming up, you haven’t had time to think about your roommate. You haven’t had time to do much at all. And you are frustrated.

And whiney.

You can tell he’s getting irritated with your constant complaining but you. can’t. stop.

In fact, he’s been listening to you rant about your professor for the past half hour, you’ve ignored his requests to let him watch his game.

“Please, it’s almost over.”

You snap your mouth shut with an audible click. Bucky closes his eyes, muttering thank you. His large body sinking into the couch as the tiny men on the screen run back and forth. Not even a minute passes before you speak.

“I’m just saying Bucky, its’ not fair- ahh” your whine ends in a yelp when he jumps up.

Furious blue eyes glare down at you. “You need to relax.” You swallow nervously when he leans down, caging between two large plush cushions. “And you need to shut up.”

“Hey.” It's a weak protest, one you quickly drop when he gives you a pointed look.

He brushes the side of your face with his knuckles. “I’ll help you do both.”

You watch, mesmerized by his tongue peeking out of his mouth to wet his bottom lip. “You want that dollface, you want me to help you?”

You nod.

Bucky grabs your throat, and you ache. His warm, large hand curves perfectly around your neck, the sheer dominance, his large body hovering over your combined with his fresh evergreen cologne is a dangerous combination.

“Use your words.” He states, squeezing lightly.

You gasp out. “I want your help. Please.”

Bucky gets even closer, you can count his long eyelashes when he blinks, a slow grin stretching across his face. His eyes darkening when he brings your face to his. “I’ve been thinking about your pussy for years dollface.” Fuck. “I’m going to give you a little sample of what I’m capable of. “Fuck me. “And if you pass all your classes, Ill fuck your brains until you can’t fucking walk.” Yes. Please. “Do you want that?”

“Words.” He demands, kneeling between your calves, ripping off your shorts and panties before wrapping his hand back around your throat. “Now.”

“Yes, Bucky. I do.” You say, damn you’ll study all night to earn his cock, you’re willing to do anything for him, spreading your legs even further apart. He’s looking at your pussy as if it were the most tantalizing thing he’s ever seen. He sucks his bottom lip between his teeth and inhales you.

You startle when his tongue flits out of his mouth and moves up your clit. You feel him chuckle between your folds and he applies a little more pressure to your throat. He moves slowly, using his tongue to explore your glistening pussy. It feels so good. The way he traces over your bud before dipping his thick wet muscle into your core, his nose brushing through your folds.

But it’s not enough. “Bucky please.” You whine softly, pushing your hips up.

Feral passionate eyes snap up and stare up at you. Your stomach drops from the intensity of his gaze. You have no warning for what’s about to happen.

He squeezes your throat, his lips latching onto your clit, and sucks it so hard into his mouth your back arches off the couch, two long fingers push into your cunt and he drags his fingers along your walls.

Your hands fly to his head, grabbing his soft locks, pushing him into you as you beg him not to stop.

He alternates between soft, light licks and fierce pulls of your swollen bud that have you wailing and trembling. His fingers curling deep within you, he can just hear the wet sloshing of your cunt over your wanton sobs and strangled moans.

The coil spirals tighter and hotter within in you until it snaps and you shatter under his tongue.

He’s doesn’t stop even when you gush all over his face, if anything he doubles down, sending you over the edge again and again until you’re pleading that you can’t take anymore. He shakes his head, determined to make you cum one more time.

He doesn’t stop to breathe.

Then he finds your sweet spot, the rough pad of his index finger rubbing it over and over. “Oh shit, Buck-Bucky, yes right the- “ You yank his hair when your orgasm burns through you, white-sultry heat rushing through your nerves, you feel it down to your toes. Legs locked around his head, thighs quivering, his name a silent scream on your lips.

When he finally lets you go, your eyes are glazed over as you pant, unable to move or speak. Bucky lays you down on the couch, putting his football sweatshirt over you as a makeshift blanket, and props your feet in his lap.

He turns back to the screen and leans back. He wipes his chin off with the back of his hand and licks his fingers clean. Looking over at your sleeping face, he smirks. “You better pass, dollface.”

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✶ ﹐🍀 ꜜ ﹐ʬʬ﹒ ﹢

cats + nature <3

drapes his jacket over you when he notices you slouching and leaning on your forearm. You’ve definitely fallen asleep when you should be studying and working on your assignment but he’ll let it slide, just this once. (a lie) 

kisses your head and gently runs his long fingers along your back peppering his lips along your neck and arms, doting on you to make sure you don’t get a cold from the ac in the library. (why you chose to sleep under the fan will never cease to confuse him) 

has an album filled with pictures of you sleeping and sets them as his background, alternating between his favorite ones. He claimed to not be the type to obsess over their s/o but how could he not when you’re just so beautiful and loving you is one of the best things he’s ever done? 

Sometimes if he’s feeling generous he’ll finish your work (he’s done it enough that he’s matched your handwriting perfectly but he’ll never admit it) opting for the excuse that you must have completed it before passing out (a lie that loses credibility the more it happens) and when you get a perfect score on the assignment you run into his arms as he congratulates you. (maybe this was all a ploy for your affection) 

“Baby look I got a 100%!” 

“You’re amazing honey, how do you wanna celebrate?” 

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