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I wish someone would hug me and want to spend the days with me in a special way.
Gwendoline Christie
flirts, cute (ig), confused, they are in love. but they don't know.
GIF NOT MINE
[Just flirt. They are in love, especially reader. God. i love Gwen. Gwendoline and her Bf have an open relationship and are ok with having other relationships, but love each other *in this fic*. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE]
Gwendoline Christie x Famous!Reader?
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These days, everything just feels like a loop. Invitations, invitations and more invitations for parties, fashion shows and work. You felt full of it. You wake up and have to go straight to some meeting, you wake up and have to go somewhere, just to stare at people talking, you wake up...and you have people peppering you with questions and asking you to step on them. Not that you hate your fans, but you're just tired. You need some time. You are overloaded.
Sitting at one of the tables, not far from the stage, watching another fashion show that you were invited to and had to attend, because your husband is obsessed with money and knows that the source of all this is you. You let out a sigh, hoping this will be over soon. With the way you are barely able to concentrate on the show in front of you right now, you know this day is going to be unbearably long.
After trying and failing miserably to pay attention to the presenter on the stage, you decide to give up. You've given yourself a good forty minutes of trying, but your interest in what’s going on is non-existent and you're more than convinced that if you need whatever he's presenting, chances are it's already in the package you got.
What you still don't know is how you're going to spend the rest of your time. Not wanting to be too disrespectful by using your cell phone mid-presentation, you grab your not-so-big bag and pull out a blank piece of paper and a pen just to do some random doodling. Aimless. But sadly, drawing eyes or hands are no longer on your to-do list. But even so, you continue to draw, your eyes almost closing from sleep. A few minutes go by and you're just getting even more bored. Somehow while drawing you can’t shake the feeling of someone watching you. This is starting to make you uncomfortable. With a spunk of curiosity you lift your head to look around, trying not to be too obvious for everyone to notice. You can the other tables in the room, trying to discover the source of the sensation. When you finally achieve what you've been unknowingly looking for, you feel your breath hitch at the sight. All you find is a woman watching you like you’re a piece of art.
And in your opinion, this woman could be a painting that came to life. As you stare at the woman, you can tell that she could be the most beautiful woman in the world. Her medium blonde hair with curls like a tangle of beauty. An invitation to affection, the strands making small curves, like a smile. Unlike you,who’s pretty much just awkward, the rest of her is something like everything that could be described as something indescribable, the picture of professionalism. The delicate white skin that you would love to touch with your kindness, the lips of blood that boil not for heat but for love, the crystalline eyes, so deep that they carry more stories than a book can tell. It's the color of someone who carries something more than windows of the soul on her face; it's brute strength, beautiful and affectionate. That pulls your eyes to hers The irises of her eyes being the true art-stained space. Eyes you find hard to look away from.
Still sitting and looking at the woman, you can tell she noticed the red in your cheeks, shoulders and collarbone. Just like her, after being caught looking. But she doesn't look away, being unflinching with her eye contact. Her focus makes you even more flushed and confused, which makes you feel that the look isn't for you. After scanning the room thoroughly for the second time. You're sure the looks is for you, and it makes you cringe a little. Meeting her eyes again, you see that she smiles a little wider as she sees that you finally understand that she is looking at you.
But the universe might not want you to have a distraction or something. The man on stage calls your name, grabbing your attention. He’s talking about the models and the shows. Congratulations to you, since You helped with this. But now, really? The man continues, trying to keep your attention.
Try as you might, you can't break free of the woman's gaze. Smiling gently at the man, the rest of the adults and your husband standing around, you can't help, but steal some looks in the woman's direction. It's like you're stuck like this. And sometimes you can catch her looking and it's emotional, leaving warm little goofy smiles when you catch her looking. It's more exciting to know that she's interested in you and the game you've played with her. When everyone was up for the treats you got out of your chair so fast, you almost fell. You noticed the woman laughing and you're not sure how, but you somehow heard it. You just want her with now, because the sound was the most divine thing you ever heard.
"Are you well?"
Your husband asked, a small tone of false concern in his voice. You just wave chim away. Not much dialogue, just looking for the woman in the crowd. Your interest in her just grows, you want to go to her. But you’re failing. So you decide to go ask your close friends about this woman. Whispering to the not so short woman to your left you ask: *f/n = friend name*
"f/n do you know who this woman is?"
"Which one?"
"That one. Medium blonde hair, red lips, tall and pink dress."
You gesture vaguely in the direction of the mystery woman, not wanting to be too obvious.
"Oh, her. Her name is Gwendoline Christie, an actress who works with Tim Burton."
"Oh okay. Thanks."
"Why the question? Don't say something is going on."
Your friend whispers questioningly, with a rather interesting face and a sly smile. You just shrug your shoulders and curse under your breath. Going back to looking at the woman, she looks like she is not noticing you, she's talking to a man with glasses. They look really close. You blink with a frown on your face but try not to care too much and just walk over to the treats. Flirting certainly made the time pass faster than expected, but it also does something else. It made your heart beat faster in anticipation. What you have no idea. And hope to feel that, again. Take a moment to consider her thoughtfully, looking unobviously in your direction, for which you are more than grateful.
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inspiration from: Know Your Name. An fanfic in AO3 with Larissa x Reader.
Hope u liked this <3
I think i am going to make a part two 💀
(person who helped edited for a better english, bc Idk nothing: @lils-cards love u)
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- baby gwen have my heart rn
GIF NOT MINE
Yes!
I can’t even count the number of times we’ve done this. Just got to get her to take that next step.
I had been messaging this one particular guy who was some years younger than me and Luke. He was in very good shape and I was enjoying the thoughts of having my hands all over his body but also being taken by someone with such physical strength. Me and Luke had talked about this guy as we were not sure if he was going to be a time waster (had those) we took the gamble and said we would have a weekend a way and if he meets us for a social then so be it but if not we will still have a break. Surprisingly, he said he would meet us. So at the cottage I wore one of Luke's favourite casual dresses, it's from a holiday, its almost backless and has to be worn braless and its quiet floaty so a lot of flesh could be seen. The meet arrived and he was shorter than expected but the rest of his physic was great, we chatted for sometime and I fetched drinks and his eyes were all over me which I was throughly enjoying. We called an end to the social but I enjoyed myself and afterwards me and Luke discussed Mr C. That evening a message pinged saying how amazing my body looked in the dress and how he couldn't take his eyes of me. I thanked him and he asked me if we would like to meet up again.
This made me feel on top of the world, he was 12 years younger than me but totally into me, it gave me so a confidence lift. Hubby joked, that I was a Milf, hotwife and if a little older a cougar.
We'd been chatting to a few guys online for a while and had discussed taking it to the next level with a social with one of them, so we arranged a normal social I didn't get to dressed up on this occasion but enjoyed the attention nevertheless.
Me and my husband talked about our meet and agreed to go to a city for a second social with this indervidual where I could get a little dressed up and dip my toe a little. I got dressed up in private choosing to surprise my husband, I went for a long burgundy skirt that had a split at the front diagonally from my knee to about 4 inches below my hip which displayed plenty of thigh. On top i wore a black strappy vest but chose not to wear a bra, i complemented this with a pair of delicate high stilettos. Then i wore matt plum lipstick and my hair was down and wavy. I had the approval of my husband when he seen me, then he put my anklet on (we got one for our role-playing) and we were ready to leave.
We met Matt in a normal bar and he leant in, placing a hand on my hip and kissed my cheek, this set me tingling, he then commented on how nice I looked which was flattering. I liked his broad shoulders, muscular arms and legs. We got a bothe and I sat the same side as my husband but on the outer edge, this allowed me to sit semi crossed legged showing plenty of thigh, it also allowed me to do a little heel dangling, which caught their eyes. Matt quite enjoyed me rubbing my heeled foot up his leg and placed my hand on my hubby's thigh, I was really enjoying myself. We moved on to a shot bar and only stayed for one, as there was little room or private space, don't get me wrong it's amazing having two men's 100% attention and doing what was described above but I also enjoy the thrill of doing stuff without being seen to a degree so this bar whilst busy was just too small for me to feel comfortable in so we moved on.
We found a Slug and lettuce bar. This was perfect, it had music a dance floor splitting the bar into four, there was so much going I would be fine and the drink had started to take its effect, there was a high table with 6 backed bar stools and we located ourselves on those. I sat next to Matt with my husband opposite this time, Matt went off to fetch our drinks and my husband encouraged me to flirt with him, however I wished, which was a nice blessing. When Matt returned he came and sat at the side of me again and my husband excused himself to go toilet. I couldn't wait any longer and just started kissing him on the lips there in the bar but I soon stopped as I was worried my husband would see us and didn't want it to appear we were doing it behind his back. My husband returned and said 'I see someone has been enjoying themselves, Matt you have lipstick around your mouth" and Matt responded with "oh yes i was". What caught me off guard was what my husband said next "well no need to stop on my count". This put me at ease and I rubbed my foot up my husband's leg under the table by this point I was turned on, I had become so wet from this. Then Matt placed his hand on my bare thigh I didn't resist but I am sure my husband had noticed because he had to rearrange himself. Matt slowly pushed his hand up my thigh with his two of his fingers resting on the mesh of my thong this was such a turn being in front of my husband and espically out in public, so I spread my legs ever so slightly more. Matt then started to stroke me over the mesh, I then opened my legs a little further and then Matt slid his finger beneath my thong and felt my bare lips and how moist i was. I so so much wanted them both to take me. Matt removed his hand and we had a few more kisses this time in front of my husband, I went to the ladies and freshend up and then sat next to my husband and had a lovely kiss with him we finished our drinks and went our separate ways on this encounter.
Just want to find someone to flirt with over text. Share fantasies and naughty stories. Just fun with no expectations.
Friday funnies.
Her audition is going well.
Proper lingerie
Bob's Girls Go Department Store Shopping
Good morning
Time to get up! 😉
Exactly how we operate!
She’s beautiful and a natural tease, and we travel by RV.
Though to be honest, she goes much further with women
Especially small and medium!
This is the absolute truth.
I love hearing of her crushes.
I can’t even count the number of times we’ve done this. Just got to get her to take that next step.
Me flirting… 🤷🏻♂️
I have always loved watching women kissing, especially my wife 🥰😍
Stacy does this too 🤫
Delivery drivers don’t even know what her face looks like. They see her pokies and then see her bend down to pick up packages with her low neck shirt.
Mission accomplished 🥰
Yes ❤️💋
There won’t be a soft D or dry P within sight.
Yes dear.
True.
I love watching her tease and torture other men (and women)
A woman like this 🤤
I love a seductive tease 🤤
