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pixelglam · 4 months
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Nursery 🦢🐥
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yesikerrr · 1 month
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Happy Mario Day ⭐️ ❤️
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neopuppy · 29 days
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BE GOD DAMN SRS RN JENO
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thaliasthunder · 1 year
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isnt it strange to know that shipping patrochilles u have something in common w plato and alexander the great
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mcl38 · 5 months
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girl!drivers part one: 4, 33
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mooninagust · 8 months
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petition for translators of thai and korean to stop translating p’ and hyung as brother when the context is sexual bc i’m begging you
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banditsregina · 10 months
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elabelll · 10 months
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Rusame except they’re both bottoms and just pathetically grind on each other while whimpering
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bella-rose29 · 1 month
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deck the halls is done guys
what
how
gonna edit and finish up all the stuff for part 12 and then I might hold on to it for a while as I tear up over finishing my baby of just over 3 months
I mean not done done bc there will be specials every now and then (I can't really let go of my schmoopies), but the main series is... done
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durrtydawg · 8 months
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any headcanons on Sam & somnoph1l1a? worried that i'm the only one that thinks it's hot :3 (love ur writing, chica)
Ohhh, anon, you are NOT alone.
Not headcanons, but here are some thoughts i've had regarding Sam returning from a trip and feeling a little... needy.
NSFW request- Somnophiliac!Samuel Drake x F!Reader
CW: 18+. poorly written soft somno smut drabble under the cut & minor cnc <3
Sam can’t deny that he’s been deprived of all sorts of creature comforts for weeks. Despite reluctantly being reeled back into the dull thrum of domesticity, the sight of you fast asleep, legs and blankets tangled in in a cozy mess while you softly snore through the slight pout in your lips is something that he’s craved more than any treasure. 
It’d be completely fine if he just… slipped into bed beside you, leaning up on his side as he takes in the sight of every curve, every dimple, every freckle on your body that he’s missed oh so much.  You’re sleeping so soundly, it'd be rude to wake you up and regale you with anecdotes from his latest exploits, though, it surely wouldn’t be a problem if he just edged a little closer, just to stroke that stray strand of hair out of your closed eyes- It'd be fine if he lightly pressed his nose against the crook of your neck to breathe you in for a moment… you do share this bed, after all.
Your scent is enough to send his mind reeling and his blood pumping. So, he kisses your skin; tenderly, sweetly, slowly enough that each peck remains almost silent as they fall in a trail down your neck and onto your shoulder.
Maybe it’s the cool night air drifting in through the window, or maybe it’s just the feeling of his lips on your skin, but the stiffening of your nipples, clad only by one of his many stolen t-shirts, fails to go unnoticed, and an experimental tracing of his fingertips over the fabric isn’t the most absurd idea in his head.
Neither is rolling up the shirt in its entirety, exposing your breasts enough to caress, lap at, and nibble in a way that makes you sigh softly, even in your unconscious state. So soft, so pliable in his hands; a complete contrast to the cold rigidity of the firearms and ancient masonry that he had grown accustomed to over past weeks.
He really ought to stop there, but the sight of your plush thighs softly squeezing together, and the parting of your lips as your body unknowingly reacts to the sensations sparking through your chest all simply spur him on just a little more. He wants to feel you up more. God, he wants to fill you up. 
Sam’s got you right where he wants you- all worked up, brows furrowed as your body absentmindedly responds to his touch, a quiet hum leaving your lips as you roll onto your front.
His boldness overpowers the last of his restraint as his fingers pulI aside your underwear, deftly and delicately gracing between your folds, scooping up the developing slick as crinkles of something akin to frustration form on your brow. A soft whimper from you is enough to render him primal. Bolder still, he hooks his fingers around the waistband of your underwear, sliding them slowly down your legs, eyes flitting back and forth between your sleeping face and your thighs as he presses soft kisses onto the backs of them. 
He’s obsessed with how pretty you look. How peaceful and how oblivious you are to your own arousal dampening your core. He’s literally throbbing with want as he looks at you, desiring more than anything to bring you over the edge without you even knowing.
So he gives into that desire, gently spreading your legs so you’re perfectly exposed to him as he kisses your neck and whispers something teasing about how wet you are, all before sliding into you slowly, trying so hard not to stir you awake just yet. God, you feel so good squeezed around his thick cock, and as you writhe ever so slightly, he has to fight back the groan trapped at the back of his throat. His movements are slow- just enough to stretch you open without waking you, but enough for your hands to tighten their grip on the sheets strewn around you.
He gently presses his weight down, arms snaking around you to hold you in place beneath him, and this is when he finds nothing more arousing than the thought of fucking you awake. Seeing the adorable confusion take over your sleepy expression, followed by the rising of heat in your cheeks as you realise what’s happening, only to be stopped from speaking by the moans and whimpers spilling out of your lips as he takes you harder. 
So when you finally do wake up and this exact sequence of events takes place, you aren’t even given time to moan out his name before he covers your mouth, muttering a “Shhh, it’s just me, Princess. It’s okay,” as his other hand props your hips up at an angle at which he can hit you deeper. “Just looked so… pretty- couldn’t help myself.” He growls into your ear, your eyes squeezing shut as his movements elevate in aggression, just how he knows you like it. “Atta girl, just take it for me, huh?”
Your muffled grunts and whimpers gradually increase in pitch as his hand moves from your hip in search of your clit, and before you know it your climax crashes over you, your pussy spasming around him as he keeps you held down. Your pillow muffles your rasped cries as he continues to repeatedly bury himself into you, eventually letting out a heavy grunt as he cums, filling you up as you lie face-down in an exhausted, post-orgasmic daze. In a daze of his own, he pulls you onto your side, keeping himself nestled inside you as you both get your breath back, your thighs twitching as his seed threatens to spill out and onto them.
With a gentle kiss to the nape of your neck and a whispered praise or two, you both fall asleep again. God knows, he’ll probably be hard again before you wake up.
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delightfulkingtyphoon · 3 months
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I'm having a bad bad day
It's about time that I get my way
Steam rolling whatever I see
huh
Despicable me
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jakexneytiri · 1 year
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I WANT JAKE
uhm yes anon. me too 🧎🏻‍♀️
"like that, huh? right there?" jake questions, plunging two fingers into your dripping center, as his other hand works your sensitive, puffy clit. you can only moan out in response, earning a deep chuckle from him.
"jesus, honey. you're soaked, and so tight." he proceeds to pump his fingers in and out, while his other hand works faster, rubbing small circles on your sweet spot.
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tilyoutryit · 1 year
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remember when harry wrote the lyrics ‘I think I might give up everything just ask me to’
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