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a beautiful little fool

@shouyuus

back on my bullshit u__u

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and where does she come from?

EVERY BED IN PARIS.

rain/yuu/yui ノ 30 ノ chinese-american ノ she/her ノ serial post-deleter ノ resident wine-mom vi's light in the dark

⭑.ᐟ byf/rules ⭑.ᐟ m.list ⭑.ᐟ tags ⭑.ᐟ taglist ⭑.ᐟ selfships ⭑.ᐟ wips ⭑.ᐟ ko-fi

© 2024 shouyuus pls do not copy any of my writing/formatting or feed it to the ai-monster!

and do you know what she said?

LET THEM EAT CAKE.

─ marie antoinette, sofia coppola

DROPPING BY YOUR ASK BOX TO SAY: hello, my love. I hope you're doing well and had a beautiful saturday and that your sunday will be a jolly good time 💓

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HI BBY i know this is late but THANK YOU SO MUCH <3 ur encouragement truly has kept me going this past week and it helps me more than you could know KISSING U BACK ON THE LIPS MUAH <3

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hi my loves alot has happened in the past 48 hrs and im just a bit overwhelmed but pls know im sending my love to each and every one of you ♡ i do still plan on writing those drabbles ! wheeeeee ♡

thank u everyone for being so lovely <33333 im really hoping that i can get a break this weekend lol -- i hope everyone had a good week!!! :)

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scissoring with sub!vi—it's literally all over the screen. this is likely not coherent at all i can barely think ok wrote this in like 10 mins just had to get it outta my system GOOD QUALITY SHITS COMING SOON n all that jazz

every rough snap of your hips makes vi cry out louder.

you'd been on top of her for a considerable amount of time at this point—her skin littered with angry bites, her nipples swollen and sore from you twisting them relentlessly, her hamstrings aching to all hell from the whorishly spread open position you had her in...what a sight for sore eyes.

any semblance of sentences had long since left her, she was reduced to moans so loud and dumb you were almost concerned you'd get a noise complaint. well, another one to add to the list.

vi had already cum—the gooey strings connecting her clit to yours being a telltale sign. but above all else, you were hypnotized by her expression. fiery locks were sticking to her sweaty forehead and splayed out on the pillow beneath her, periwinkle blues rolled back in her head and puffy lips producing melodic uh, uh, uh sounds.

your voice strained from the effort, "you're so pretty like this vi, so fucking beautiful...y'know that right?" she sobs, and you're not completely sure she even registered what you said. but you'd praise the life out of her until she did.

whining like a bitch in heat, you feel her pelvis push against your own. she's getting close once more.

only this time, you'll make sure you have your release as well.

conjuring the final bits of your strength, you roll your pussy against hers—the slick, bubbling sounds of another impending orgasm between you both makes your face grow hot. it's all so raunchy. so debauched and filthy, you'd be embarrassed if you weren't so soaking wet.

vi's mouth falls open and her back arches, your own groaning blending with hers. you two were practically musicians in a pornographic orchestra, playing each other like instruments. pressure builds in your abdomen, so you speed up your thrusts—pelvis stuttering every time you feel your clit catch hers.

the blinding ecstasy takes over you without warning, and pushes her over the edge too. you cum with a cry, feeling all your senses black out from the sheer intensity of the feeling, and ride out the high thanks to vi's overstimulated twitching beneath you. momentarily you fall on top of her, chests heaving in sync, melding into a sticky—but satisfied—tangle of limbs.

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RUSTLING MAPLE LEAVES

˚. PAIRING southern!vi x citygirl!reader / 2.5 k words ˚. SYNOPSIS When you inherit your grandmother’s farm in the heart of Georgia, the last thing you expect is Violet Lane—your rugged, maddeningly charming neighbor with a slow drawl and a smirk that could bring anyone to their knees. What starts as a simple favor—a little help with the land—quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because Vi isn’t just good with her hands; she knows exactly how to unravel you, one lingering touch at a time. And resisting her? Well, that might just be impossible. ˚. WARNING smut (minors DNI) ˚. AUTHORS NOTE hey babes, i'm super late with this but it's my first time attempting to write actual smut. I thought you might enjoy this as a thanks for 400 & 500 followers. thanks babes, love u

i’m going to hold your hands when i say this and i am only going to be kind about it once: ai does not belong in fandom spaces, ever. not in writing, not in art, not in video, not at all. it does not matter how bad you want to see your favourite characters kiss, or how much you need a bit of help finishing a chapter, or whatever.

make friends with artists. commission somebody. learn to draw yourself. ask for a beta read. try a writing partnership. fandom spaces are communities, so engage with them! it is about the journey and the fact that we all love something enough to create and build together about that thing.

spending 30 seconds to kill a tree and get an AI to push out some soulless empty piece of “content” is antithetical to the entire point of being engaged with fandom, and if you’ve taken to doing this you should really reconsider if you belong in these spaces with the rest of us.

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cool but imagine pulling out one of those -- flips sae onto his back during foreplay moments -- and he just cocks his eyebrows up at you like "yeah? alright then -- show me what you got."

lays back with a lazy grin, pillows his head on his laced fingers and just waits -- "well? get going."

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yuu i am going through it. head in hands. WHY!!

nsfw, minors dni, literally do not look at me lmao, linked to this post by suguwu

it surprises you, the way he falls back on the mattress, giving in to your desperate shove.

normally you can never move him — stupidly sturdy pro footballer that he is — so when he lands back amongst the thick comforters and afternoon light pools warm and golden in the hollow of his throat you can't help but hover above him, frozen.

ocean blue eyes blink up at you sleepily. his hair is a mess from the nap that turned into lazy kissing that turned into heat licking up your spine until you pushed him off of you in an attempt to gather your wits but now he's just — lying here, lacing his fingers behind his head, spread out and watching with that look in his eye that makes you want to drag a pillow over his face.

he's so hot. he's so... sexy. so —

"well?"

annoying.

HEWOO, YUI!!!!!! how are you this evening, beloved?????💋💋

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Hi cort !!! I'm good !!!! I'm out w my bf we did a lil wine bar and now we're headed to a golf bay by the water where he'll be for 2 hrs lol I'm gonna prob hang out at the connected bar and do some writing

And then we're gonna get some midnight burgers !!! ♡ what about you bby? :D whatcha up to doll?

prompt list a

  1. contradictory
  2. so this is how the summer ends
  3. after the end of the world
  4. the scale of maps
  5. love as one of the dead languages
  6. the act of listening to the walls
  7. momentum
  8. larger than fiction
  9. the glass house
  10. coma
  11. grey gardens
  12. the wreck and not the story of the wreck
  13. handle with care
  14. 25 times dead
  15. post-impressionist painters
  16. punctuation
  17. post-mortem
  18. afterglow
  19. found among the ruins
  20. pre-emptive attack
  21. the wake
  22. something heard in a jean eustache film
  23. impressionist painters
  24. vocabulary list: stay
  25. ficiton/non-fiction
  26. length of daylight
  27. follow me
  28. the cliche of the morning after (take two)
  29. details of a sunset
  30. the invention of the dictionary
  31. caryatid
  32. a note on public health
  33. and the infinite sadness
  34. insomina: owner’s instructions
  35. only you know my name
  36. diving into the shipwreck
  37. self preservation mechanism
  38. last song
  39. a hole in my heart
  40. after the end of the world (the Who Am I remix)
  41. Exhibit A
  42. Intersecting Parallels
  43. The irish tradition
  44. Exhibit B
  45. Last will and testament
  46. slightly wrong calculations
  47. something beautiful
  48. the balancing of equations with the lesser properties of hydrogen
  49. stolen kisses
  50. paper hearts
  51. self-loathing as one of the fine arts
  52. damocles’ sword
  53. havoc
  54. first love, last rites
  55. apples are the only fruit
  56. friend
  57. catographies of Silence
  58. inflammable bridges
  59. the weather today is…
  60. home
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