#FUCK THIS GUY FUCK THIG GUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[7roaches]

i fucking hate him i hope he left gis oven on

#my art #art #digital art #fanart #adventure time #atimers #adventure time fionna and cake #simon petrikov #cool posts #FUCK THIS GUY FUCK THIG GUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #i think more pol should draw his lik tooth gap #sorry he’s kinda fucked up looking in the last one i underestimated how talk he is #hes like at least 6’ right #nerd ass ill kill him

[karokawwo]

guy who removes the skin from fried/roasted chicken x guy who eats it

#i was gonna say the first guy is lame as fuck #but i decided to spread love instead of hate #that's where all the good stuff is #also this is vere and kaiho #couldn't post the thig without shoving in the blorbos sorry

[hellyeahheroes]

The Need To Erase AI Art To Keep Fantasy Real by Mr. Welch

#thought provoking #fuck AI art #anti AI art #I honestly side-eye a lot of thigs this guy is saying in other videos and even had arguments with him #but in this one he is 100% on point #Youtube

[omgeto]

girlll, I've been thinking what would be the reaction of jjk men when the reader tells them that they wanna sit on their faces

✩ WHEN YOU ASK TO SIT ON THEIR FACE — GOJO, TOJI, GETO, NANAMI.

summary: you ask to sit on their face, they react. that's all I got.

cw: smut, duh, so MDNI, afab!reader.

an: here you go anon, hope you enjoy... and I hope no-one STEALS THE NANAMI PART OF THIS FIC smh loool. but ive posted so major slay for me.

✩GOJO: “oh you wanna sit on my face huh?” gojo smirks, cockiness exuding him as he eyes your thig hs rubbing together as you squirm in your seat and shyly nod your head. his hand parts your legs slightly and his fingers gently brush against your wet slit, just enough to coat his fingers. he pops his fingers in mouth, tasting you with a smile, “you’re always too sweet to me,” he praises, “letting me taste you and lay under your sweet sweet pussy.” his wet finger, still covered with you, pushes into your mouth as you begin to taste yourself. “see how good you taste?” he asks with a smile as you nod, your mouth still wrapped around his finger, “then c’mon sit down, so i can get a full meal.”

✩ TOJI: “get up here then,” toji beckons you. you are already straddling him, your pussy resting atop of his stomach. you crawl your way up his body, your clit feeling the hardness of his abs as you pause, rubbing your cunt against his chest, already stimulated. toji watches in amusement, loving the way he can get you off with any part of his body. “you already making a mess for me?” he comments, feeling the trail of your juices pool on his chest. he grins at the way you slowly nod your head, “save it for my mouth,” he finishes dragging you up onto his face.

✩GETO: “i thought you’d never ask,” geto breathes out, excitedly. he’s been waiting for this, he loves to eat you out, the way you’d always push his face deep into your cunt, as his tongue drags against your slit, darting in and out of you. so the idea of him being sandwiched between his bed and your pussy feels like heaven, he couldn’t wait to be nestled in your thighs as you pull on his hair, moaning at all the pleasure that he’s giving to you. he pauses in anticipation as you hover over his face your thighs buckling as he gives your clit a quick peck. as you  finally cushion his face, his head pressed between your thighs, you could feel his mouth turn into a wide smile as it covers your pussy.

✩NANAMI: “you don't have to be embarrassed,” nanami coos, chuckling at your flushed face as he loosens his tie and carries you over to his bed. he bites his lip at the sight of your glistening pussy, and he smirks thinking about when you cutely asked him if you could try sitting on his face, he jumped at the chance. he lays down, caressing your thigh, giving your clit a slight pinch to indicate that you can hop on him. he blissfully groans as you perch your on him, you could feel the vibrations across your pussy as you already start to spill down his chin before he even begins to work at your cunt.

AN: guys I posted wow can I actually get some form of medal or even a cookie for this since wowzers I have been really NOT fucking w what I’ve been writting lately however one day I shall write a good ol fic for you I promise but for now I hope you enjoyed this short short smutty piece of fiction

#stampedwithane★ #jjk smut #jjk x reader #toji x reader #nanami x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji smut #geto smut #gojo smut #nanami smut #jujustsu kaisen x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #nanami kento x reader #geto suguru x reader #gojou satoru x reader

[metorea]

Receiving Oral w/ HP Boys

smut below the cut!!! all characters aged up

Harry

♡ More than anything, Harry is nervous. Nervous to mess up, nervous to do poorly- just nervous. 

♡ But this doesn't stop him from trying. Quite contrary, actually, he tries very hard. 

♡ He has never gone down on anyone before, but he has …. done his research. 

♡ He's gentle and cautious at first, but the sounds you're making spur him on like nothing else 

♡ “So good, so so good. You can give me another right?” 

♡ He finds himself quickly drunk with lust, addicted to the reactions he's pulling from you 

♡ You will have to pull him off, because he's not stopping until his jaw locks up. 

Ron 

♡ Weasley's man, I'm telling you. 

♡ This is probably one of the first sexual things you guys do together, period. Just going down on each other. No risk, high reward- what could be better?

♡ He's ever done it before you, but unlike Harry, he is not nervous in the slightest. In fact he is glaringly confident 

♡ For good reason, too. 

♡ Ron is, in a word, ravenous. 

♡ He may be oblivious most of the time, but in this arena, he is not. Quite contrary, he is incredibly in tune with you. Every move you make, every sound that leaves your pretty lips, he's listening and adjusting accordingly 

♡ “Fucking hell,” Is all you'd get from him, once or twice. His mouth is too full for him to say much else. Not that you're complaining. 

Cedric 

♡ Cedric is not a huge fan of oral. He prefers to get to the main event, where you're both feeling good. But seeing how interested you are in it, he's willing to try it. 

♡ And God, is he glad that he did. 

♡ He has you lay down on your back for him while he explores slowly, moving at an agonizing pace

♡ The first time you cum, he's shocked. He'd hardly done anything at all and here you were, a mess. 

♡ It opens up a whole new world of possibilities. 

♡ He watches and enjoys as feather light touches elicit the most extreme reactions from you, taking unbelievable pleasure in the way you're so desperate for him

♡ Yeah, oral becomes a staple of your foreplay from therein. 

George 

♡ He wants this. He wants it an incredible amount. 

♡ You never have to ask. He is ready to go, constantly. 

♡ Under the desk. In a closet. On his bed. On your bed. On Fred's bed. Everywhere. 

♡ George Weasley is absolutely nothing in this world if not a munch. 

♡ And God, is he good at it. Entirely too good at it. It's almost too much, the way he devours you without inhibition. 

♡ You have to push him off when you've finally cum too much for you to handle, and simply can't keep going. Even then he'll try to persuade you to just let him help you clean up, resulting in an eventual round 10. 

♡ “Come on baby, you're okay. Hush pretty girl/boy, one more.” 

Fred

♡ Fred isn't a munch per se. He is, however, a freak. 

♡ He's always looking to try something new, something experimental. 

♡ One day, an idea occurs to him. What if he combined his two favorite things? You on top, and him making you feel good. 

♡ This lands you here, on his face 

♡ Fred LOVES it. He loves the way that he's drowning in you while you rut against him, his fingers digging into the fat of your hips hard enough to leave bruises as he pulls you down against him. 

♡ He's looking up at you with greedy eyes while you use his mouth to get off, and he could not be more thrilled.

♡ “Y/N, I told you to sit, not hover. So fucking sit.” 

Draco 

♡ 69 sorry not sorry. 

♡ Draco is a very greedy man. He takes and gives nothing back, as has always been the case. 

♡ Luckily for you, this does not apply to sex … most of the time 

♡ He loves to have you sat on his face while you go down on him so he can feel you struggling to focus, choking on him while you shake against him. 

♡ He makes a game of it, trying to get you to finish before he does. More often than not, he wins 

♡ “Merlin, Y/N. Already? Tsk.” 

Blaise 

♡ He does it to think. I'm not kidding. 

♡ He's stressed out? You're crushing his head between your thighs. He's confused about something? You're sat on his face. 

♡ He uses you as a reassurance, taking pride in the way he can make you feel so, so good. 

♡ If he can control nothing in this world he can control how hard you're cumming on his tongue, amen.

♡ “Lay back.” He'd say, bursting into the room from what you can only assume was a long night, loosening his tie just enough for it to hang on his neck. “You know what I want prince(ss). Help me out, won't you?” 

Tom Riddle 

♡ Like most things with him, it is a ploy. A plot, to make you weak, make you pliable. 

♡ To Tom, there is no position more powerful for him than between your legs, staring up at you while you struggle to create any thoughts whatsoever. And that's exactly how he likes you; totally brainless. 

♡ Unlike the others, though, this is not about your pleasure. He is mean about it, always. More often than not, he goes down on you as a punishment, not a reward 

♡ He withholds orgasms for so long you're crying, shaking against him 

♡ And when he does let you cum, he refuses to let you stop- overstimulating you into a puddle

♡ He's a powerful wizard, he can go all night. And he does. 

♡ “What, it's too much?” Tom asks, raising an eyebrow with a sneer. “That's too bad. You aren't moving until I'm done with you.”

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Requested by: @irissfoot

#cedric diggory #draco malfoy #enzo berkshire #fred weasley #george weasley #harry potter smut #ron weasley #smut imagines #tom riddle #x reader smut

[st7rnioioss]

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ used to be my girl, pt.1

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings: teeny tiny angst, swearing, smut!!!, oral fem!receiving, p in v, kissing, NOT PROOFREAD

word count: 1.3k

a/n: hii everyoneee. i really really like this song, and like the whole story behind it. thought it would be fitting for a fic teehee.

summary: You had gotten together with Chris 10 months ago. This relationship was a two-way mirror. Chris only saw one side of the relationship, whereas you saw two. But of course, this was a one way street, so it only went downhill after you had gotten together.

GUYS I CANNTO WRITE ORAL HELP😭 sorry

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Gimme all your love so I can fill you up with hate

Your POV

“Chris, I think we should end this relationship. This is not working out, you know I’m looking for a future with you! I can’t believe you’re being so selfish!” I spat, heavy tears running down my already-soaked cheeks. Chris looked nowhere near bothered. His hands were in the pockets of his stupid Cherry LA sweatpants. His face fell.

“Love, I told you this when we got together. As I said, there is nothing good underneath my appearance, I warned you. It’s not my fault that you thought you could change me.” he looked frustrated, his brows furrowed.

I couldn’t believe him. He had seemed so changed after a few months of dating, but apparently he wasn’t. I gave him all my love, yet he’s filling me up with nothing but hate.

“Chris, I think you need to leave. Now.” my voice lowered and broke a couple times in that sentence. 

“Come back tomorrow and grab your things, please,” I sniffed, adjusting the strap of my tank top that had fallen off from my frustration. Chris was staring at me. He seemed surprised by what I had just told him, which made me even more mad at him. So selfish. 

After a bit of hesitation, Chris left my apartment in a heap with a small pat on my shoulder. 

Chris’s POV

With a pat on her back, I was out. 

From the beginning of this relationship, situationship may be more fitting, I knew she wanted to change me, and she was sure she could. I knew she couldn’t. No one can. But what I also know, is that she would always hold a special place in my heart. I do love her, I’m just not in for anything serious or long-term, which she has made clear a bunch of times she is.

I made my way out of her driveway. Suddenly I hated this car. Where she was once sitting, laughing at my stupid jokes, pulling me in to kiss her, going through a drive-thru, was now a heavy silence. I was shattered. It didn’t feel real. 

Time skip

I was staring at the ceiling, lying in my empty, cold, bed. I couldn’t believe I managed to fuck up this bad. I truly did love her, it was just the commitment that scared me to death. The effort you have to put into a long-term relationship.

And of course, as I’m lying here, the memories start flooding over me, and I did nothing to stop it.

Flashback, third person POV

“Chris, stop! What the fuck are you doing!” she laughed loudly, running onto the damp grass in the backyard. He giggled, trying to throw another cup of water onto her but failed miserably.

“You’re ass! At least try, Chris!” she teased, making her way to the blanket that was spread across the grass. She stumbled over a few pillows, a squeal leaving her lips as she fell over. 

He was hovering over her in no time, looking down at her as he poured the water onto her.

“Oh, that was a good one,” he laughed, leaning down between her legs on the floral blanket,

“Oh my god, you’re such a dork, Chris. I’m wearing a white shirt.” she lowered her voice and tucked a piece of drenched hair behind her ear.

“That’s the point,” he almost whispered, leaning down to capture her lips in a gentle but desperate kiss.

“I love you, Chris,” she whispered with a cheesy smile, running a hand through his wet hair.

Her smile faded as there was no response.

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Flashback, Chris POV

Her legs were propped up on my shoulders, head in the pillow, my hands wrapped around her thighs.

“Shh, I’ll take care of you, okay?” I mumbled, ducked my head into her pussy. She was glistening with arousal already.

“Chris please- I need you so bad,” she whimpered, bucking her hips forward, up to my face. I teasingly flicked my nose against her clit, slowly licking a stripe up her folds.

“Oh my god. Stop teasing me,” she whined, intertwining her fingers with my hair. I held her hips down, keeping her in place from escaping my grasp.

So I stopped teasing. Sticking my tongue into her, I earned a loud moan from her. I’ll never get tired of that, it’s like music to my ears.

“You gotta be quiet for me, baby. You don’t want Matt or Nick to hear, right? I promise, I’ll let you scream all you want later,” I chuckled darkly, going back to sucking on her clit gently, earning a few more, attempted muffled, moans from her, making my head spin.

“Please go faster,” she panted, tugging at my hair. She knew it made me go crazy when she did that. In return I let out a groan, making her hips grind against my face. 

Again, I slowly licked up her folds, sticking my tongue back into her pussy, purposely rubbing my nose against her sensitive clit. I tried my best not to grind my hips into the bed, but her moans alone turned me so much on.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew she was impossibly close to her orgasm.

“Turn around for me,” I murmured, standing up to take off my sweatpants and boxers. There she was, lying on the bed in front of me, her back facing me.

“Good. Tell me if you need me to stop, okay?” I said as I positioned myself behind her, grabbing her hips to position her ass up in the air.

She nodded silently, propping herself up on her elbows.

“Now, try to be quiet,” I snickered, aligning myself with her soaked pussy. Slowly, I slid into her, groaning as I bottomed out.

“Fuck, this pussy was made for me,” I whined, pulling out before thrusting back into her. A few lewd moans escaped her lips, elbows shaking as she fell face-forward into the pillows.

My hands were gripping her hips tightly, speeding up my thrusts as I felt her clench around me.

“Chris, I’m- I’m close. Please-” she moaned. My fingers found their way to her mouth, sticking two fingers in.

“You heard me. Be- be quiet,” I stuttered, keeping my fast pace, the only sounds filling the room being the squelching from her dripping pussy and the occasional quiet whimpers and moans from our both. 

“I- Chris,” she whined quietly, cum slowly covering my cock as she reached her climax. 

I didn’t stop my thrusts, in fact, I sped up. Her back arched, falling completely forward as I kept going.

“You can take it. I know you can,” I groaned, feeling my own orgasm approaching. Tightly, I gripped her hair, pulling her face up to look at herself in the mirror beside the bed. I could tell she was close again.

“I want you to look at me when you cum for a second time,” that was a lie. I wanted to look at her. Her fucked out expression made me go fucking insane.

It didn’t take me long to finish inside her.

End flashback.

Your POV, present time.

I was shattered. I really did love Chris. A lot. And now he’s gone, possibly forever. Well, not until he picks up his things from my apartment.

I had spent the rest of the afternoon on my couch, eating a shit ton of ice cream, and watching the movies me and Chris never got to finish... That’s another story.

He hadn’t texted me all day since I told him to go home. I mean it made sense, but he always texted me whenever he got home.

What if he went out? Is he hurt? Did attend a party? Is he also crying on his couch? Sleeping?

All the thoughts circling my head gave me a headache. I settled on going to sleep on the couch, trying to sleep the thoughts, and pain, away.

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a/n: byeee i hope this isn't ass LMAOFOO. if you couldnt tell i hate writing smut, its jujst so eughhh. i hope it was bearable

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[finchyyy]

Kinktober Day 23 (praise kink)

Praise kink+ Seungmin=Kinktober Day 23

You can Seungmin were good friends, both of you knew each other since you guys were ten. Now your nineteen, siting on the couch and watching a gibli movie with a cup of ramen. Seems like a calm evening right? Well little did you know that Seungmin was panicking in the kitchen.

"I want to drink some water I'll be back." Seungmin said as he got up from the sofa and walked towards the refrigerator. Water was the last thing on his mind, the only thing there were your thighs. Those shorts were barely doing their job. Not to mention the shirt you were wearing, it hugged your figure perfectly however, Seungmin had to snap out of it. He could not risk his bond with you just because of his sexual fanaticizes.

His thoughts were interrupted as you walked in the room "Everything fine? You were staring at the frigde for a long time." You said while closing it. You leaned against the counter as you spoke "Okay, tell me whats wrong?" "Nothing actually, I just zoned out thinking about something." "May I know what that something is?" You curiously asked the male in front of you.

He took a moment to register what you were saying as he was only staring at your body. "Oh uhm I was thinking about the...Constitution?" You started walking towards him,"I know you are somewhat smart but you will never think about the constitution in your whole life, tell me what is the problem?" You found the answer to the question as you looked down to see a painfully obvious bulge "Fuck I'm sorry, I dint mean to get hard." Seungmin replied in a panic tone as he walked towards the door. "If you want me to leave I will, I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable." He said, clearly embarrassed.

He was fully expecting you to kick him out of your house however, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a kiss. To say that he was shocked was an understatement. He slowly started moving his lips and melted in your kiss. It was like a windy day, messy but refreshing. You pulled away as you look into the eyes of the male, "Was I the cause of this?"

"Yeah" Seungmin said as he met your eyes back "but I can't help it, you're so pretty." You were not handling Seungmin's complements well, that was shown when he saw your cheeks turn into a light shade of red. Seungmin smoothly picked you up and placed you on the kitchen counter. He kissed you one more time however, this time it felt different. It felt rushed and powerful. Seungmin roamed his hands all around your body while kissing you. Due to the lack of oxygen, he pulled away, only to see plump lips covered with his saliva. Fuck, that only got him harder.

Seungmin stood up from the counter and bent down until his face reached your thighs. He lifted your shorts and sucked on the surface of your inner thigs, leaving dark marks. He could not resist himself when he heard you moan. "Take of your clothes and underwear." The older commanded.

You were eager to know what was going to happen next as a result, you quickly removed your clothes and underwear. You were left naked in front of your best friend. It was supposed to feel weird in your mind but it did not? You felt comfortable with him, you didn't feel exposed. When you removed your clothes, Seungmin looked at you with lust and admiration. "Fuck, your even more beautiful then I thought." He said as he slid his fingers inside your clit and oh boy he was skilled . God he knew how to use his fingers well.

"It fe-els good" You said while stuttering. He loved the effect he had on you, he loved being the reason you're making beautiful sounds. "Does it?" "Yes, fuck I'm about to cum." That motivated him to put more effort, he slid another finger and applied more force. Just after a few seconds you released your juices, making a mess on Seungmin's fingers.

Seungmin held the fingers in front of you, asking you to suck them. You did as told and replaced the cum on his fingers with your saliva. "You did so well,darling." When you heard that comment, you could not help but close your thighs. Being the observant person Seungmin is, he noticed that little action. "Do you like it when I praise you?" You were caught off gaurd when you heard his question. "Yes, I love it when you praise me, I love it so much." "Fuck I can't take it anymore, can I fuck you?" "You would be more then welcomed to." you said as you smirked at the boy.

In just a second Seungmin released his dick from his pants and boxers "Tell me if you want to stop ,okay?" You rubbed your thigs as you were slowly to get frustrated from not being touched. "Impatient, I see." He said as he slid his dick inside your folds. The sudden action made you moan loudly. He could not control it anymore, he knew that he had power over you and it made him go crazy. He started thirsting at a faster pace, earning more unholy sounds from you.

"Oh fuck-k" Seungmin groaned, "Your taking my cock so well ,love." "God your going to make me cum." When you said that Seungmin got impatient, he wanted to see the pretty sight of you cumming. He kept his thumb over your clit and started rubbing on it. That was your last straw, it was the last thing he did before your juices shot out. After a few thirsts, he came.

Both of you were lying on the kitchen counter, "That was amazing y/n, you took me so well." "Ugh don't start with the praises, otherwise we will have another round." "Well, what if I want that to happen?"

(a/n- IM SORRY i feel like the smut in this was really rusheddd I feel like i need to improve the way in which i write smut cause its not the best hopefully this kinktober will give me more experience )

#finchyyy's post😶‍🌫️ #skz fanfic #skz scenarios #skz x reader #stray kids #stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids kinktober #seungmin #seungmin smut #finchyyy's kinktober

[bluxb3rry]

❝𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬!❞↳෴੭˚ ༘♡·˚₊˚ˑ༄ؘ 💙

Felix x male reader!

he/him pronouns! English is not my frist language!

More "has a lots of tattoos x doesn't have any tattoos" oneshot :D

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Felix Lee always liked to bake sweet things for his class, at frist he did it only for his friends, but then all the class liked his baking. So is just a normal thing at this point.

Right now is walking with a food container full with brownies, his class favorite thig from all his baking. While he was walking to his class he notices how there were more people looking at his class then normal, confused he got close to the one he knew the most.

-Jeongin?-the named looked at him

-oh, Hyung-

-"Oh"? what's going on?-he asked still confused

-um, theres a new guy in you'r class-

-so?-

-look-he grabed him and put him more close to the door, so he could look inside.

It was just a normal guy, just some tattoos and pirecings, he wasn't able to look well but some tattoos showed in the neck of the boy, also some i his hands and fingers, he seemed to have a snake bite type of piercing, and some others, and maybe some combinatios in his ears. But to be honest nothing else.

He looked at his friend

-still not know what are you talking about-

-It's y/n!-

-wHAT-

He looked at the boy again, nah no way, yeah knew that people may change but the last time that he saw this guys was when he was 10, being the best one in maths, and just an intelligent but introvert guy.

Who is this?

-Okay out of my class-the deep voice of a professor made everyone that wasnt from there leave, and the ones who where supossed to be inside ran to their seats.

Felix was in front of him, one seat at the left.

-well, now that everyone is more calm, i would like to introduce our new classmate, Y/N L/N-

He got up from his seat, giving a slight smile.

-nice to meet you all-

Felix just looked at him weird, he really changed and he wondered why they didn't talk anymore, did something else changed beside appearance?

-well with that done, lets start class-

Felix opened his notebook, ready to take note when a paper was thrown at him, suprised he opened it

"the principal want's you to show me the school Lix"

He looked behind him, meeting with the smile of y/n, looking in front again, sighing tired again.

Long day.

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After class, and some brownies sold, the boy with tattoos got in front of him.

-Hello Lix-he said looking down at him.

-Y/N...hi-he got up from his seat, looking at him, with a slight akward silence from the rest of the class-should we get going?

-yes captain-

Felix started walking, still with the food container of brownies since he knew some of his friends were gonna ask anyway, with Y/N following behind, and him explaining very short the different places.

-Did you forgot about me?-

-huh?-he looked at him-what are you talking about?-he asked

-Well...you don't say anything about the time i was gone, can't blame you though, i didn't ask neither-he said, walking now in front of him, to the vending machine

-oh well, i didn't knew where to start, um-Felix saw how the male put a coin a selected the bottle of milk-those tattoos...when?

-some of them two years ago, some one month ago-he opened the bottle-i just liked them, the same with the piercings

-you changed...-

-maybe, im still a fucking nerd to-y/n laughed a little, resting in the wall

-not an introvert to-Felix said, resting beside him

-mmh, what makes you say that?-he asked with a smirk

-the little mosquito bite in you'r neck-he smiled

Y/n looked at his neck with his phone, not seeing anything.

-mmmh, not an introvert huh?-

-haha, look mister Lee, i may have sex, but, that doesn't mean i like going out-y/n said laughing a little bit

-if you say so-he looked at his bottle of milk-hey want some brownies?

-it has drugs in it?-

-wha-No! jesus just normal brownies..Do you-?-Felix was about to ask

-nah, i just make jokes and yes i do want some brownies please-

Felix gave him some, seeing how he ate it and drank some milk later.

-mmh good combination, thanks-

Felix looked at nothing while a comfort silence filled the air

-well, we should get going mister rebel-Felix said watching the time

-mmmmh if you say so-he trow the bottle and finished his brownie

Y/n hugged him, resting his face between his neck and schould

-you must be kidding me...-Felix protested

Yet he hugged him to.

-i missed you-

-i missed you too Lix-

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[black-moon-bunny]

Little Bunny, Jealous Bunny, Naughty Bunny. // Mob!Bucky x PlusSize!Reader

Bucky wanted to be a good man, he wanted to take things slowly with her, getting to know her and don't make her feel like he just wants to use her. But when he sees her with another man at their bar, he loses completely and decides to punish his good little bunny girl.

Word Count: 2.547

Warnings: Pure filthy Smut! +18! Minors DNI. A little bit of degradation kink, and overstimulation, and also public sex on a parking lot because horny me. Use of pet names, dumbfucked. Oral Sex F receiving, also reader being insecure as fuck because i project my own feelings in this so excuse me.

A.N: Hi there, so I had this drabble that I worked on a long time ago and never finished it, but I decided to give it a go with my other fic. Im thinking of putting up the next part of this filthy thing at some point, let me know if you are interested in reading it. I hope you enjoy it and leave a comment or a reblog. Pictures taken from pinterest and edited by me. DO NOT REPOST OR TRANSLATE.

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She was running from him directly to the parking lot, after he put her in the most embarrassing situation that she had ever lived. She was pissed off to a limit, and she was done with the mobster who was inside the bar creating trouble. She heard him calling for her at the backdoor of the bar, but she ignored him, this pissed him off even more than he already was after finding her sharing a drink with an unknown man at their spot.

—Doll, I just want to talk something with you... come here, let's talk. I just want to know why you were with him, drinking…in our bar, at our spot. —He seemed more and more threatening by the minute. Getting closer and closer to you at that dark parking lot.

—James I already told you, we are nothing more than friends for you to act like that, and I can talk who ever I want, and don't "doll" me. I just wanted to meet somebody, and maybe get laid who fucking knows.

The true was, that this cat and mouse game has been on since their first meeting at the local bar a couple of years ago, they were not friends at the time but had seen each other multiple times and each time since the first one it was the same type of interaction; he bought her drinks that she refused at first but seeing that he was very persistent and charming she started to accept. After a while he sent his business card as a way of introducing himself to her and they ended up talking until the bar closed about his life, her life and other things. With each conversation the sexual tension grew more and more but never reach anything, not a kiss not a desperate fucking in a bathroom, nothing so she assumed that it was pure friendship that he was looking for in her. It was not until a year after the two of them meet that she found out the truth about his business, he was fine with talking about the issue but he had to learn if she could keep it a secret. After that, they grew closer and closer, became really good friends and while there was some sort of sexual tension between them he never made any advance on her. So she gave up and decided to flirt with another guys, and then he caught her flirting and all of that lead to the mess that forced her out of the bar.  

—Are you trying to make me jealous? because if you are doll, you are doing a great fucking job. —He corner her between a wall and her car, getting each time closer and closer to her, he was losing his cool. He wanted to kill the guy and wanted to make her choke on her dick to shut her up because he was losing his patience. His voice was calm but full of a darkness that she couldn't understand, but that made her thigs clench with each well-spoken word.

- Jealous of what? We are nothing James! You walk around town with a different woman every night and when you are with me we just talk, I get it I'm not hot, not pretty and totally not your type so what's your fucking prob—He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, cutting her mid-sentence. Grabbed her chin and forced her to look him in the eyes.

-Doll, were you jealous? ...So all of this was because you were jealous? Those ladies make my father company and I'm the one in charge of take them to her houses or to drink when they get bored. You know how this business works and that my father is not a patient man. I can't say no to his commands. But I can swear to you, that since we met I lost interest in those women…

-...You are a fucking liar...let me go, I want to go home and I don't want to see you. —She looked down, not able to sustain the stare that he was giving her because if she did, she was not going to be able to hide the fact that this little exchange was turning her on.

-Oh doll...—He pulled her even closer to his face, almost brushing her lips. He took one hand of her wrist and caressed her cheek with it, slowly almost romantically, almost sweet but there was something else in that touch that was driving her mad —Oh my за́йка (little bunny, záî-ka] ) — He purr up her neck and stop at her ear— I wanted to be a good man, I wanted to take things step by step to show you that I'm serious about us...about my feelings for you—He grabbed her throat a little bit hard, but not making too much pressure— But you make me this…and I find you drinking in our spot with an asshole who does not deserves you…— His voice sounded like a growl of an animal in heat, and his eyes were dark with lust — And now I have to think to myself if I should punish you and show you how hard has been to me ...—She felt how his metal arm went down her back and above her ass and she let go a sight when she noticed how he was pulling her skirt up little by little — How fucking hard has been to me not eating you out every time we meet at our spot, how excruciating has been for me not to bend you down on the fucking V.I.P lounge and make you come in my face while I eat your delicious pussy over and over again—With almost no resistance from her, he placed himself behind her pressing her body to the door of his car, with one leg between hers and slowly pushing, while talking smoothly into her ear and lowering his hand under the skirt—...But you had to do this, and now I cannot give it to you without a punishment...—She was stunned, she was totally in shock but without any intention of stopping him, this was turning her on like a stove, she felt her legs trembling, such power dripping from the tip of his fingers lingering in each phrase, but also, the hidden love confession between his act and speech

She never picked up the sings, she just thought that they were only friends, that she was not his type. Not a sexy model, with a body not “pretty” in the standards of the type of girl he was expected to date, her chubby cheeks and thighs, his thick frame and hips did not look bad but surely were not the great thing, and after knowing him for a year and not notice any type of attraction from his part she resigned to being the cute friend, nothing more. But all this time he was controlling himself?

But truth be told, he was going feral for her. He was trying all days his best to not fuck her in every place of that bar; it was his so he could throw everyone out and do whatever he wanted of her in each and every room, sit and table but he didn't. He didn't because he was not only locking at her with lust and desire. It was true that he did at first when they first met, but who could blame him? Those thick hips moving to the rhythm of the music, that ass bouncing to the beat and that sexy waist that was begging to be grabbed. But after meeting her, he learned with each conversation they had that she was a wonderful person, she was sweet and caring and someone who deserved real love. Not just a fuck-toy. So after a year of knowing each other he decided that you were going to be his bride. His only love and he was dead serious about it. So he decided to take it slow, each date at the bar ended up in him reaffirming his statement. And he was planning on confessing soon, with the whole deal, roses a date under the stars in a private yate until he found her there in the bar, flirting with other asshole at their spot. He knew that there was a misunderstanding, and that he maybe should told her sooner but, at the time being he was enjoying every moment of the punishment, and he was going to make it last.

—B-Bucky…w-what are you doing? —She stuttered a bit, feeling the cold door of the car beneath her and the warmth of Bucky’s body over her, his metal hand ever so slightly caressing the skin of her thigh and threatening with go upwards to her soaked panties— Mnhg…Bucky not here…

—Why not my dear, no one is going to see us and besides that…—He moved his fingers up to her lacey underwear and touched right over her clothed clit, making pressure and feeling how wet her underwear was just by this little playing between them— Your body seems to be enjoying the attention it, and I know for a fact that you feel it…—He pulled down her panties with such care while kissing the back of her neck down the exposed skin of her neck— This are coming with me…—He tugged them inside of his pocket and winked at her, while she was looking through their reflection on the window of the car — And now beautiful, you are going to let me eat as much as I want of this gorgeous pussy but…you cannot come until I told you so, we agree on that?...

Before receiving an answer, he kneeled behind her and begging to devouring her as a depredator devours his prey, he was unleashed like a savage beast down her core, wet and sloppy kisses directly to her clit, his tongue playing with her desperate hole pocking it without entering and drawing circles around it, just to move up to her clit to mess with it again. This, over and over again. She was trying her best to keep it quiet but it was too much, the way that he kept pressure with one hand on her back pushing her towards the car and keeping her there while with the other he was pinching her nipples under her bra, all of this while giving her the best oral sex of her life. She was close to the edge, he couldn’t keep it quiet anymore and tried to move her hips away from his hungry mouth. Only to be held against his face.

—Oh my dear за́йка…you taste delicious; I’m going to become an addict to your flavor —He left her nipple and kept one of his fingers tracing circles around your throbbing hole. — You want this my sweet little disobedient girl? You want me to fuck you with my fingers like the dirty little girl you are?

—Please bucky…please I…I want to come, I need to….—She tried her best to articulate a coherent phrase, but her senses and mind went on overload with the amount of pleasure that she was feeling, each filthy rotten word that he said to her ear was like a knife to her core, she wanted more of that, her hips rocking almost for instinct

—Oh my dear…look at you... —He pushed two fingers inside of her, slowly moving them inside looking for the special part that was going to make you lose every piece of conscience that you had until that point— So wet and tight for me little doll…look at this gorgeous pussy eating my fingers, do you like that little bunny? Do you like being fingerfucked outside a bar like the dirty slut that you are? —He moved his fingers deeper inside, making her moan and gasp every time he push them. The way he was talking, his fingers inside of her, the possibility of being caught outside the bar, everything was too much for her brain who started to collapse and surrender to pleasure

—Mnhg oh fuck! Bucky! Please! Keep moving …mnghfuck! —She was blabbering an intelligible mess while he kept fucking her with his fingers stopping for a moment to feel her walls clenching begging for more and returning to his pace soon after. She felt so close to her orgasm, so close to making a mess outside a freaking bar.

—What’s wrong dear bunny…you cannot talk? Come on, use your big girl words…the same ones that you were using to scream at me that I was an asshole and to go fuck myself…—He kept going, he sucked at her clit while moving his fingers at the rhythm of the techno that sounded from inside the bar, keeping at steady pace but going as deep as he could with his fingers. He incorporated and let his free hand traveled to her throat and squeeze it, not to hard but still noticeable by her gasps — Look at you, a complete mess…do you see yourself…look right there —He pointed one of the lateral mirrors of the car, in which she could clearly see her face contracted in pleasure, and behind her face his face, his eyes full of lust and pleasure while her mouth was open moaning and gasping his name— Look at you…keep in mind that I’m the only one who is going to make you feel like that…the only one that is going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours. Do you like how I make you feel right bunny? How could you lie tho…just look at yourself completely fucked out just by my fingers…so cute all dumbfucked by me…Are you going to come little bunny?

—Y-Yes! Oh dear…. Bucky I’m so close please don’t stop!  — She moan triying to connect the words inside of her head, but that was the only coherent phrase that she could pull out of it. She was a complete mess under his fingers, she was so close to her smashing orgasm that she was rocking her hips on his fingers just to feel them more…

Until he stopped, all of the sudden. He moved backwards and looked at her, a total mess, wet and dripping, no panties and all trembling leaning on his car. She looked at him disoriented, and he flashed her the most sinful smile that she had ever seen on him

—I told you little bunny…this was a punishment, not a reward…now, you are going to get on my car, we are going to my loft and then…only then I will deliberate if you deserve to come…—He smiled at her, pulling her skirt down again and grabbing her closer for a deep kiss, letting her taste herself on his tongue—

—I cannot believe you….—He pulled her closer again and kissed once more, but more softly this time, in a more lovable way.

—Don’t look at me like that, bad girls deserve punishment…but don’t worry —He opened the door of the car for her while looking directly at her eyes— After this punishment you are going to feel me for weeks.

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[whitepawn]

Here’s some lazy info cards about characters in my superhero!au

Shen Yuan

Professor in Cang Qiong University (sinse they only know about his clairvoyance he teaches young adults (no child will be put in danger here) how to actually use their dusty brain cells in a fight instead of punchin real hard)

Abilities: clairvoyance + appearance changing (this one is secret) + making any tissue-like object sharp (this one's secret too)

Yes, Luo Binghe was his student until he quit to become the sexy bad boy he’s trying to appear as (he’d convinsed almost everyone but his Shizun and us ofc as he knows that Binghe is nothing but a very good boy (with a bit of sass ngl)

All of Cang Qiong cool squad™ rely oh him very much as well as cares about him being very tiny sleepy smartpants who needs to be constantly checked on (they refuse to admit he really doesn’t)

Shang Qinghua is his not-having-flashy-ability-to-show-off best buddy (nerd squad)

Shen Yuan wants to believe that he’s like Bruce Wayne with his cool alter ego, but even he understands that he’s more of a brokeass Peter Parker.

Despite his clairvoyance, high intelligence and sharp mind he’s so oblivious like guys

Everyone thinks he’s cute when in reality he’s “Accccctually🤓”

Liu Qingge

№1 Strongest superhero by user2305980714 and about 70% of internet (popular boi)

Abilities: super strength + martial arts

Not a people person so his stans like him only for his looks (pretty boi)

Can actually be really dramatic 

Good at punchin real hard

Juicy (yeah that’s all)

Sigma with the boys, shy with crush 

Has a little like we would belive this bullshit crush on Shen Yuan

Luo Binghe is his rival till death

I would kiss him in the cheek (respectfully)

Luo Binghe

Beefy fluffy buffy curly curvy boy

Abilities: dreams controlling + demon aura

Those big doe eyes (for his Shizun only)

Not only his eyes are big 😏😳 

Squishy muscles juicy ass

Then first got into the Cang Qiong University Luo Binghe thought his only ability is lame dream controlling, then found out he’s actually pretty badass he dropped out of university to master his povers among the bad dudes™

Has huge crush on Shen Yuan 

After quitting university and becoming ✨evil✨ he’s still visiting his Shizun very fucking often as he’s worrying something might happen to him 

Feels a great lot of jealousy towards all Cang Qiong head members (first place to Liu Qingge)

Pls god I want to have him as a bodypillow am I asking for too much???

Mobei-jun

Is in the bad dudes™ 

You want him to crush you and DON’T YOU DARE LIE TO ME i know what you are

Strong 

Giant thigs 

Then frowning add 10 to attractiveness (99% of the time)

Is an “ally” with Shang Qinghua  

Said Shang Qinghua is so much his type

Is into sloppy nerds 

Figths with bare hands (+ ice powers) wich is hot (haha hot)

Abilities: ice powers + portal opening

Grumpy and growly

Nobody has ever seen him smiling, he’s capable of it though... I think

Shang Qinghua

Imagine a really smart raccoon, that’s basically him

Ability: reality changing (sounds cool? well it’s not)

His ability is limited af (that’s why he uses his brain so much)

Sexy brain, okay everything else

Is short and chubby (coz he’s a raccoon)

Had been simping over Mobei from the beginning of times

Then he sees Mobei fighting, Shang Qinghua uses his ability to rip Mobeis clothes here and there a bit more, make his hair lay even sexier and soooo on

“Boobs are so fine- wait you were talking about girls?”

Mobei-jun is the man of his dream

He and Shen Yuan are playing mind games all the tim, trying to outsmart eachover

I would provide him with snacks and listen to him talking for hours (as well as Mobei would)

#svsss #scum super villain's self-saving sistem #superhero!au #soon to be powerless #ssvsss #fanfiction #moshang #bingqiu #liushen

[softestqueeen]

need to be closer

pairing: bruce banner x afab!reader

summary: You love your boyfriend Bruce Banner with all of your heart but sometimes you just don‘t feel close enough. So you decide to try something new...

warnings: 18+! MDNI!! nsfw, cockwarming, p in v sex, unprotected sex, short mention of child abuse

a/n: hey, this is my first time writing smut. I hope it isn't too bad but we'll see. I love Bruce Banner and think he is very underated. If you want me to write more with him or have any requests leave a comment! And now: enjoy <3

You and your boyfriend Bruce Banner have been in a relationship for almost four years. Both of you very so grateful for each other and could talk about anything and everything. With Bruce and the other guy communication was always the most important thing.

But what was also very important for the two of you was intimacy. Not just sex but also being close to each other. When you and Bruce first started dating, he realised how touch starved he was. For years he had denied himself almost all kinds of body contact. Occasionally he would shake someone’s hand or on rare occasions Tony would poke him or touch him with his finger while he was teasing him. Until he met you, he never really felt the desire to be touched by anyone.

He was always afraid he would hurt the people he loved, so he never allowed himself to get too close. But you weren’t having any of it. Before you two started dating you would always stay a bit closer to him than appropriate. Your hands brushing when walking next to each other or your thighs touching when you were on the Quinjet, waiting for the next mission to begin or to get back to the compound.

Even the Hulk was drawn to you. Sometimes he would stay out a bit longer to sit with you or talk with you. His vocabulary wasn’t the best, but you always knew what he meant and were touched that he seemed so calm with you. You would lean against him or lay your head on one of his thigs. He would even allow you to calm him down so he would turn into Bruce again.

When the two of you finally started dating after knowing each other for over a year, Bruce realised how touch starved he really was. He wasn’t that keen on PDA but behind closed doors he couldn’t keep his hands off you. When you were out and about it was mostly handholding and kisses on the cheek or hand. However, at home he’d always be touching you in some way. Cuddling, hugging, swaying with you to soft music, even just stolen kisses here and there – he loved and craved all of it. He was especially a big fan of kissing and you’ve often forgotten the time during make out sessions.

You knew Bruce hadn’t had sex in a long time and that was completely fine with you. Hell, even if he never had wanted to sleep with you, you wouldn’t have minded it and would have never judged him for it. But when one day your partner told you shyly and with a deep blush on his cheeks that he was ready, you very overjoyed that he’d share this kind of intimacy with you.

Having sex with Bruce was amazing. Mostly he’d take his time with you and make love to you. Slowly bringing you waves of pleasure and giving you orgasm after orgasm. He often showed you how much he loved you with more than words, worshipping your body (and especially your pussy) for hours on end. Occasionally he even would fuck you a bit rougher, because it drove him feral to see the effect, he had on you. He would never hurt you though, still carrying the trauma from his parents. Which is also a reason why he needs to prove to you how much he loves you and how much you mean to him.

You were currently on the sofa, laying on your back, propped up against a few fluffy pillows. On top of you with his head on your chest, your boyfriend, looking as peaceful as ever. One of your hands in his hair, playing with it in the way you know he loves, in the other hand an open book, which you were currently reading aloud.

Both of you needed to be close to each other. But sometimes you just need to be closer to the scientist. Sex only gave you so much time spent in one another. You had often thought about what it would be like to just stay with him inside of you, him filling you up while you were warming his cock. Due to the other guy, he was definitely above average and felt incredible inside of you – doesn’t matter which hole he is currently filling up.

You stopped talking and put the book on the table next to the sofa. Bruce looked up at you with a puzzled expression. “What’s wrong, love?”, he asked with furrowed brows. You sat up and forced him to do the same, he was not able to lay on top of you when you were sitting up.

He was looking et you expectantly, waiting for you to explain your strange behaviour. You leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Bruce, I want to try something new.”, you confessed, wringing your hands. Observant as he is he immediately notices it and took your soft hands into his callous ones.

He looked a bit nervous himself but agreed to try something with you. Quickly climbing into his lap you started kissing him slowly, pulling moans and whimpers out of the man beneath you. Before things got too heated you suggested going to the bedroom. Of course, Bruce could already tell in which direction your ‘idea’ would go, but he was sure that whatever it is he would try it. For you.

In the bedroom, you started to undress yourself before helping your boyfriend out of his clothes. At this point you were only wearing your knickers and bra and he only his boxer briefs. You started kissing him again, first slowly but then with more heat. Suddenly hands were everywhere, exploring like it was the first time, even though you knew exactly what the other felt like.

Pushing him slowly towards the bed until the backs of his legs hit the bed, you told him what to do. He laid down on your shared bed and you straddle him, caging his hips between your legs. You leaned over him and started kissing him again. When both of you pulled away to get some oxygen into your lungs, you started to speak up. “I wanted to try this for some time now. I love our relationship and I love you but sometimes I feel the need to be closer to you. I just need to really feel you. Not just for the short time while having sex.”

For a moment Bruce wasn’t sure what to say. He knew exactly what you meant, because he felt the same. His naturally shy nature kept him from speaking up to you, not wanting to hurt your feelings or offend you. Now that he knew you felt the same, he was extremely relieved, knowing he could now tell you.

While he was thinking about what you said, you tensed up a bit. Bruce noticed it the second it happened and started drawing lazy circles with his hands that were currently resting on your waist, making you relax again. “I know that feeling love, believe me, but what do you want to try with me?”

You got up again and quickly rid yourself of the rest of your clothes, urging him to do the same before straddling him again. Bruce’ erection was growing by the minute, being aroused by watching your body on top of him.

You bent down again and kissed him. Slowly your lips were moving together, eventually letting your tongue explore the scientist's mouth. You pulled away, looking into his eyes, asking silently for his consent. He knew that expression on your face and nodded without hesitation.

You sat up and aligned your already wet hole with his cock. Slowly, inch by inch, you sank down on him. Both of you letting throaty whimpers and silent moans slip through. Once your fully settled on his cock, you didn’t start moving like you normally would. You had closed your eyes and just bathed in the feeling for a bit.

However, when you felt Bruces dick throbbing and twitching inside of your cunt, you were almost tempted to throw your actual plans out the window and fuck him right there. But you stayed strong.

You started to lean forward until you were chest to chest with your boyfriend. You put your head in the crook of his neck, after placing a few kisses across his jawline. After you hugged his neck, he put his arms around your back so you were caged in by his strong arms.

“And what exactly did you want to try now, my love?”, Bruce wanted to know after a few beats of silence. A soft chuckle escaped your lips before you could answer. “This. I just heard about this and loved the idea of being so close to you. I always feel closest to you when you’re inside of me so I thought I could try to warm your cock, loverboy.” Bruce could hear the grin you were wearing, but he could also hear some hesitation. “Is this alright with you? You know that if you ever feel uncomfortable you just have to say the word and I’ll stop.”, you added.

“Honestly, I’m- I’m really comfy right now. This feels incredible, darling.” You lifted your head a bit so could look into his eyes. You saw nothing but sincerity in them.

You leaned down to kiss him and Bruce immediately deepened the kiss, exploring your mouth with his tongue. It felt otherworldly, he kissed you slow and passionate. Though you pulled away when you felt his dick twitching inside of you.

“’m sorry.”, he apologised without really meaning it. Having to stifle a giggle you told him, “No need to be sorry, darling.”

You don’t know how long the two of you stayed intertwined like this. It could have been fifteen minutes but it could also have been three hours, just enjoying to be so close to each other and to be able to share this kind of intimacy with the person you loved the most. Bathing in each other’s company and just feeling.

At some point though, both of you became a bit restless.

You looked each other in the eyes and you knew exactly what you had to do. You sat up again, Bruces cock still nestled firmly inside of you. At this change of position he moved his hands to grip your hips and to help you move over his length. You started riding him, first slowly and then starting to speed up.

You filled the room with moans and whimpers that were getting louder and louder by the second, even a few highly erotic grunts could be heard from your boyfriend. The only other noise that could be heard, was skin slapping against skin. You couldn’t even start to explain how fucking incredible it felt to finally get relief after edging yourself for what felt like an eternity.

Not a single word could be heard, only the results of your love making. When you felt that both of you were close, you sped up and leaned down to kiss him. You drank in the moans that were coming out of his mouth with your own and he returned the favour.

When you reached your high, you felt like your soul left you had died and gone to heaven. For a moment everything went black, the only thing you could see where stars. From the expression on his face you could tell that your boyfriend wasn’t any less affected by his high. He filled you with ropes of his cum, draining his balls.

Everything was almost too much. Almost.

After a few moments Bruce lifted you from his lap, the sudden emptiness threatening to overwhelm you. He laid you on top of him, chest to chest, hugging you close to him.

“That was truly amazing, my love. We should definitely do this more often.”, he told you. Placing a kiss on his chest before you answered, “I agree, that was something out of this world.”

He rolled you off of him and got up. You looked at him with a puzzled expression, hurt being etched on your face but you remained silent, wanting to wait for what he was up to. Bruce disappeared into the bathroom and reappeared a moment later with a damp washcloth. He cleaned you up with soft and gentle movements, almost like he was afraid to hurt you. Putting the cloth on your bedside table he took one of his boxers out of his closet and helped you into it before dressing in one of them himself.

He joined you again, opening his arms. You gladly accepted his invitation and cuddled into him. He placed a soft kiss onto your forehead before draping the blanket over your tangled bodies.

He sighed contently. “I love you so much, darling.”, he whispered, so soft that you would have overheard it, if you weren’t laying so close to him.

You answered him, already on the verge of falling asleep, “I love you too, Bruce.”

a/n: I hope you liked it, please leave notes, feedback is always appreciated <3 you can request fics, if you want to!

#fluff #bruce banner x reader #mcu #mark ruffalo!bruce banner #love #intimacy #i love you #bruce banner is underated #reader insert #x reader #female reader #fem reader #marvel

[steddie-thirst]

Drummer Boy | Gareth Emerson x Munson!Reader [18+ FEM]

Summary: Gareth has been sincerely crushing on Eddie's sister and after practice they get together to release those pent up feelings.

smut under the cut lovelies

The head thrumming beats of the drums accompanied by the quick strums of the electric guitar, Eddie had really gotten into the moment, fingers gliding skillfully over each string. Joined in by Kevin and Jeff all whilst Gareth completed the harmony on his drums. It was so surreal to be here in this moment watching them practice and play. Your brother's band had definitely come along and the more they performed the more experienced Corroded Coffin became in their skills. As soon as it began it ended, Gareth had disrupted the harmony by striking the cymbal earlier than necessary, knowing the perfectionist that Eddie was he called it off.

"Stop! Stop!" The music cut off abruptly shocking the others, especially Gareth, who was the target of Eddie's rage. His shoulders tensed, eyes wide as Eddie approaches him. Your brother open's his mouth to say something but is cut off by a much softer voice. Gentle yet commanding.

"Eddie." Gareth turns to you his hair following through with his movements, hands gripping the drumsticks until his knuckles turned white. He was nervous that anyone could tell, "He clearly didn't mean to. That's what the practice is for." These sessions were always so much more pleasant with you around, keeping Eddie's temper in check and knowing full well he wont act out around you.

"Fuck- Sorry man." Eddie sighs a heavy huff leaving him as he stepped back turning away from Gareth. You place a gentle hand over his own, and under your touch he relaxes, shoulder slumping out out of their previously tensed state.

"You okay, Gare?" No. He is not okay, his best friend's super smoking hot sister was doting on him. "Good." You coo down at him admiring the many freckles and his lips. As the two of you share this moment Eddie has his back turned and you place a kiss to his cheek, warmth blossoming to where you placed a kiss.

Now more motivated than ever to impress you and practice goes on without a hitch. Jeff and Kevin were very talented, but something about the way Eddie could effortlessly switch between beats, was amazing. But if you really had to pick a favorite it had to be the drummer. Your little drummer boy.

The way Gareth would shut his eyes when to in the moment. Or when he would get so into the music he would bob his head, those fluffy locks bouncing with his sudden movements, you just wanted to run your fingers through his hair. Sure it was true that Steve Harrington had nice hair, that he manifested himself, Gareth was an all natural kind of guy. You admired him for that and many other things.

From the strong forearms as he maneuvered the sticks to follow the beat, to how his muscles flexed and tensed, and jaw clenched. He was so effortlessly attractive and you found yourself rubbing your thigs together to ease the ache for him. Eventually the band had managed to successfully finish the song, no slip-ups and Eddie finally announced it was time to take a break.

After a very heated session between the four, Eddie had decided to make a pizza and beer run. Kevin and Jeff were left to clean up the garage in order to take a break for the evening. Gareth had dismissed himself to grab some water and a couple of chairs from upstairs. You had finished helped cleaning minutes after and had decided to go inside and up to hopefully help Gareth in gathering said items.

When you padded up the steps, stairs creaking beneath the small weight, and down the hall one of the doors was cracked. You could tell it was Gareth's from the small Do not Disturb sign taped to the outside. Out of curiosity you press an ear to the door listening, breath hitching upon hearing the sounds, soft guttural grunts followed by your name.

You peek through the crack of the door cheeks flushing and breathing heavy. The drummer was sat on the edge of his bed cock in hand stroking himself and muttering your name. It sent a familiar ache to your core upon seeing him like that.

"Yeah- Fuck!" He groans head lolling back, "(Y/N).. Fucking shit." His words are vile yet alluring. You find yourself stuck between walking away and joining him. Your body seems to do the work for you and push the door open it creaking softly. Gareth turns his head having been caught by you. The door clicked shut as you kicked it with your foot locking it behind you.

"Gareth." Your voice is soft but pitched coming out as a whine.

"Shit! I-Fuck!" He moves to stand trying to tuck himself back into his pants before someone walked in and misread the situation.

"(Y/N), I can explain. I swear-"

"Were you thinking of me?" His cheeks are beet red upon hearing the question, but really it was the fact you sounded- curious? Was he hearing that right?

He gulped down the words threatening to spill out as you stalked closer. Your hands curl around his right hand so gentle and soft, "What were you thinking about?" He eyes you carefully.

"(Y/N), I-I don't think your brother would-" His reasoning falters as you carefully guide his hand up to cup your clothed breast. His fingers instinctively curl around it and a moan falls from your lips. All reasoning was thrown out the window at this point, he'd gotten a taste of you and Gareth wanted more.

In an instant his lips were on you, hand still cupping and groping your breast through the thin cloth. He had noticed how thin the material of the shirt was and moves his hand to the hem beginning to remove the fabric when he stopped. "I-(Y/N) can I please?" He asked totally shocked this was happening.

"Yes, you can do whatever you want to me." You sigh, "I've been thinking about this for a long time." At this admittance from you something snaps inside him, blue orbs blown with lust, he tears the shirt from your body. Arms lifting over your head to help him remove the unwanted garment.

"Fuck, sugar. I wish we would have done this sooner." He huffed backing you up against the wall lips attaching to your neck, nipping, sucking a bright purple spot onto your collarbone.

You lean back against the wall lips parted as the most sinful noises slip past your lips. "F-Fuck Gare.." You whine his kisses trailing down between your rounded breasts. He let out a growl and tore the bra from your body.

"Thing was in my fucking way." You had never seen him so aggressive and animalistic, his mouth attaches to your left nipple gently nipping at the hardened bud. His other hand working your breast between his skilled hands, kneading the soft flesh. Your hands grasp at the soft curls and let out a whimper.

"Hm.. Gareth-Fuck me!" At your cries he pulls back looking up at you.

"Don't worry, pretty. I'll get there I just want to explore," He sighs looking up at you with those pretty eyes and your knees go week. How could a man be so cute, yet intimidating whilst planning to fuck you senseless. "I have been waiting for this after all." Gareth's hands travel to your waist and he comes up to place a chaste kiss against your lips and his eyes lock with your own. "Get on that bed." Gareth steps back watching you scurry over to the bed and climbing onto it laying back against the sheets.

Gareth removes his flannel, then his shirt tossing them aside, before climbing over you. The skull necklace that adorned his neck hung between you. His auburn curls framing his face as he towered over you. "You sure you're okay with this, sugar?" His hands slowly trace over your sides making you squirm in his grasp.

"Y-Yes, Gareth. Please, just fuck me.."

He smirked down at you, the nice, caring, and super shy persona gone. "So needy. Such a slut and all for me. What would your brother think?" He backs off the bed lifting the hem of your skirt and the sight before him drives him wild, cock hardening at the sight of the red lacey panties. "Look at this. Did you wear these for me, honey?" You nodded a sigh escaping you as he pulls off the lacey undergarment and chuckled.

"Such a little minx you are." He coos loving the way your cheeks flush red with embarrassment almost as red as your panties. He leans over you and chuckles, "Open up, sugar. Got to find some way to keep you quiet." You part your lips and he shoves the panties into your mouth chuckling as drool spills down your chin.

His eyes return to the sight between your legs, glistening and perfect, all wet and ready just for him. "Fuck, baby. M'Not gonna be gentle." Gareth watches as you sit there on the bed pretty and waiting for him, just like he imagined. He strokes his cock to full hardness, the tip pink and cock slightly curved. God, he was gonna fill you up.

Gareth lines himself up with your entrance and the other pins down your wrist, "Fucking finally. This little pussy is all mine." His hips meet flush with yours as he sheaths himself inside of you, every curve and inch filling your pretty walls. You clench around him and Gareth throws his head back letting out a groan, "Shit, sugar. This pussy is sucking me in.. she wants me to fill you up." You moan around the fabric stuffed between your lips.

"Don't worry, I got you honey." His hips start to move thrusting deep inside your soft walls, filling ever inch with his cock, etching the feel of his cock into your memory.

"God, pretty girl, you like this huh?" He grunts brows knitting together as he pumps himself inside you legs wrapping around his waist. All those pretty sounds muffled by your own panties. It was a good idea, considering the guys didn't need to know that Gareth was giving the youngest Munson a good old fucking. With each thrust your breasts bounced making the sight all the more enjoyable. His grip around your wrists tightened and his pace picked up rutting his hips against your own fucking you into his bed.

"Shit!" He can feel your walls fluttering around him and he growls, his other hand reaches up and snatches the panties from your mouth tossing them aside. "Wanna hear those noises, sugar. Tell me how much you like it."

"Oh fuuuck, Ga-" You gasp his cock hitting that forbidden spot that makes you see stars, "Daddy! Fuck!" Gareth stops and you feel your cheeks heat up as he stares at you.

"Did you jus- Did you call me Daddy?" He asked hips slowing and with a nod you whimper worried he'd leave.

"Hot, now I am determined to make you fucking cum for, Daddy." You throw your head back as he picks up the pace one more, his thumb comes to rub at your clit, cock already twitching inside you on the verge of filling you up. If those moans and that little nickname you had adorned him with did not do it those moans and clenching walls would help.

"Daddy I'm- Gonna.." You let out a moan, sweet, and erotic as his shaft pulsates, his brutal pace inside you, and thumb on your clit final brought you over the edge. "That's it, sugar. Fucking cum for Daddy." Back arching as your walls flutter around him and he grunts body laying flush with your own as he gives one last thrust. Pushing himself all the way inside cock filling you to the brim as he shoots his load, feeling you with a warmth unlike anything you've ever felt and finishing after you. Your juices mixing with his own as he hovers over you.

Gareth is panting, chest heaving as he admires the sheen of sweat over your body, "God, (Y/N). That was better than anything I could have imagined." He breathes laughing as you smile at him. You lean up and press a kiss to his chest, to his neck, jaw, then finally to his lips. When he pulls away you smile and the two of you share a passionate moment then and there. When a cough pulls the two of you from the moment. Both of your cheeks heat up.

"Gareth, if you wanted to fuck my sister should have just asked, jeez." Eddie chuckled and Gareth was beet red.

"EDDIE GET OUT!" You shouted reaching for the pillow to cover yourself and Eddie chuckled ducking out of the room. Gareth huffed, "I thought I locked it." You whimper looking back at him.

"He probably picked it, it's fine, honey." Gareth reassured you and sighs as he went back to kissing you.

TAGLIST:

@st-ls

#gareth emerson x reader #gareth emerson #stranger things x you #eddie munson #stranger things x fem!reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things season 4 #gareth emerson x y/n #Gareth Emerson x Fem!reader #x Reader #gareth emerson x reader smut #gareth emerson x fem!reader smut

[thottie777]

college matt.

part 2.

you woke up the next morning to meg poking you until you opened your eyes, “y/n wake up for fucksake” she groaned, crossing her arms like a child when she saw you eventually squint up at her, confused on what the fuck was going on. “what do you want” you replied grumpily, rubbing your eyes and yawning, hair a frazzled mess from your heavy sleeping. “can you stop using my drunk elephant drops, they’re expensive and they’re mine” she demanded, looking down at you as though you were scum of the earth. “your drunk fucking what?” you responded, convinced she was speaking another language, “i haven’t touched your shit meg”, rolling over and burying your head in your cushions, hiding from the bright sunlight that was bursting through your windows.

meg stormed into the bathroom in a huff and came back, holding a pink plastic fragrance that was half empty, you knew what it was since meg sprayed it all over herself multiple times a day, stinking the room out. “can you also stop using my fucking sol de janeiro spray, get your own!”, you rolled your eyes and put your headphones in, attempting to block out the nonsense that was spilling out her mouth. it was times like these where you felt baffled on how matt tolerated her let alone loved her, you’d seen the way meg talked to him at times and felt appalled by the lack of self awareness she had, you couldn’t wait until second year so that you could move in with your best friend instead, but for your first year you knew that financially living with meg was your best bet, unfortunately.

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(later that evening)

it was 11 at night and you were in your small pjs with leftover pepperoni pizza in a box on your bed and your hair in a messy ponytail, your laptop sat at the end of your quilt with the american office playing whilst you sat crossed leg, painting your nails.

you heard a quick knock at the door, confused since the only person who ever hung out in your dorm was matt yet meg was currently on a night out with her girlfriends. you crept out of bed, blowing on your black nails so they wouldn’t smudge and opened the door. there he was, stood with a cheesy grin on his face and a bag of reese’s in his hand, you gave him a soft smile. “meg isn’t home tonight matt, sorry if she miscommunicated with you”, he nodded, handing you over the reese’s “yeah i know, she wants me to pick her up later and said i’d be closer to the place if i hung out at your guys’ flat beforehand, that okay with you?” he asked “i bought sweeties, your favourite”, he beamed his teeth at you, it was impossible to say no to a face like his, you opened the door wider and raised your arm to gesture him to come inside.

hours went by, hours of giggling and long conversations. you found yourselves sat on the floor, backs leaning against your bed, your laptop shared between the two of your laps as you watched the lego batman movie on netflix. your knees were leaning against each other for comfort, it was too much effort to go out of both of your ways to completely avoid any physical contact since you were sat side by side, and it’s not like anyone could see you to judge anyways.

he looked down, removing his concentration from the film, “cool tattoo” he said, breaking the brief silence and staring down at your bare thigh. “thanks, spiders are actually my biggest fear so i thought i’d get them tatted on me so i could get over it” you murmured softly, letting out a soft laugh and looking down, a little embarrassed by your lame explanation. he lifted his hand that was closest to your side and gently placed his fingers on the spiderweb, trailing them delicately across the supple skin of your thigh, running lines around each corner of the web. your breathing became heavy as he completely caught you off guard by his touch, you tried to ignore the warmth between your legs as his skin held contact with yours. you felt your lips part from the light sensation, eyes fluttering shut as his fingers crept closer up you thigh to the top of the web. the goosebumps on your body were evident and hard to hide, you felt increasingly more flustered the longer his hands lingered on your body, “i like it” he replied, after what felt like years of sensory torture. you were disappointed when his hand left your thigh, moving it back down to his side and against the floor.

matt’s eyes made contact with the small tattoo that hid on your neck behind your ear, it was revealed due to the ponytail your hair was kept in- the tattoo was a match that was set alight, it had little to no meaning, you just thought it looked cool. your breath hitched completely when you saw matt lower himself to get a closer look at it, his hand travelling back to your thigh, doing loops around the web. as he leant in to observe it better his lips very lightly brushed the side of your upper neck, you were almost certain it was accidental but still felt a flutter in your stomach, feeling somewhat guilty of how aroused you were getting by such a tame interaction.

he slowly backed away from your neck, “that one is sick”, he whispered with a raspy voice, lips delicately grazing the edge of your ear as he returned his body to how he was sitting beforehand. “thanks” you mumbled, finding it hard to find words as you were attempting to lock in everything that just happened to your memory so you could save it for later when trying to sleep. you looked down at his arm and trailed your eyes over the numerous amount of tats that dotted across his skin, “these ones are my favourites” you pointed, placing your fingers on the leaves that fell down his forearm, “i love fall” you said quietly, looking back up at him and keeping heavy eye contact, he smirked at you and just as he opened his mouth to speak his phone began to ring, meg needed picking up.

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #college #smut

[ghostthetown]

Comparing characters from THS and IWWV because I'm that petty

The Greek Class

“They worship the fucking devil.” - The normal people in the school can see they’re a little weird.

The school feels alive, people go around and do things, live their lives, not just stare and whisper about the Greek students. We don’t get to know many people or things outside of what we need, but what we know doesn’t feel excessive, it feels realistic, things a normal student would notice and remember and deem important.

Kill their friend, even though he doesn’t deserve it, and the book knows he doesn’t, the other characters are in a mindset that makes murdering him logical.

So much left unanswered, in the shadows, keeps us wondering but everything feels completely intentional.

Richard

loves making pinterest boards for everything, bitch for aesthetics

the quiet onlooker, the outsider, the bystander and he knows it, so much is kept from him

started studying ancient Greek so that he can sleep in on Mondays, enrolled to med school because he didn’t know what else but then saw a pretty flyer and transferred to Hampden

becomes fascinated with a random group of students and manwhores his way in

sleeps like 20 hours a day

will take any pill, drug, substance just to get his mind off the real world

accidentally joins a cult and becomes an accomplice to two murders, easily goes along with everything, but, you know, the aesthetic goes hard

has an amazing gay-dar, himself is definitely straight and not gay at all

loves Camilla, her boyish hairstyle, boy-feet and all

“Henry is a god amongst men.”, “Francis is just the most intriguing person I have ever met.”, “Charles is so beautiful, just like an angel.”

lies all the time and tell us he lies all the time, lies about his upbringing, disgusted by his parents

almost died just so he didn’t have to confess to being poor or going home

might as well just written a y/n fanfic about him joining the mysterious student group and committing murders with them

idealises everything but doesn’t hide the ugly thigs, even the ugly are mesmerising but remain ugly

gets shot and no one notices

was fine with murder, but draws line at his friends having sex without him

Henry

tall, cold, scary guy

cool blue eyes behind glasses

insanely rich, doesn’t have to work ever in his life, wants to buy a house somewhere nowhere and become a hermit

committed his life to the studies of classics, loves Homer

doesn’t live in this world, his mind is very abstract, didn’t even know the Moon Landing happened

probably a sociopath, manipulates everyone into being accomplices to the murder he commited

takes his famished, drugged, drunk friends to the forest to have an orgy so that they can enter a higher state of mind and see Dionysus

so offended Richard asked him if he actually saw Dionysus

kills, probably, maybe, a farmer by beating him to death while high

writes about an actual murder in a journey, in latin, and proceeds to be surprised that Bunny, also a latin student, can read it as well

decides that the only thing to stop Bun, his old friend and possibly a lover, from going to the police is to kill him

takes up a cute little hobby in Persian mushroom poisons

has horrible headaches

throws his old friend and possibly a lover Bunny off a mountain while looking for ferns, rubs the dirt from his grave on him at his funeral

is only having problems with his passport and is late for an appointment

Bunny

always happy, annoying, lound, shabby, stupid rabbit

finds people's biggest insecurities and uses them against them

chews gum, wears some old jacket and glasses

slightly homophobic, pretty sexists, hates hippies (throws shoes on them as a hobby)

the only one that has connections outside of the group, has a girlfriend Marion

the fastest to take Richard in, quickly becomes the outsider after he joins

dyslexic, has asthma, better artist than scholar

his parents are pretentious pasty white people, all blond, has like five brothers that all look like him

uses his friends as ATMs, has expensive tastes, loves food

didn’t deserve to die, but it makes sense for them to kill him

wasn’t the greatest person ever but he was still lovable, as much as you hate him you can’t just throw him away (both characters and readers), he was insufferable but it’s sad when he’s actually gone

probably was in a romantic/sexual relationship with Henry

excluded from orgies because Charles saw him eating a cheese sandwich and that was the last straw

more angry that Henry didn’t tell him about the murder that the act itself

knows, indeed, how to type

Francis

fiery mop of the reddest hair Richard has ever seen, cross between a student prince and Jack the Ripper, wears pince-nez just to be cool

also insanely rich, his mum is a daughter of some wealthy Bostonian people that got pregnant with random band member

experienced the best of private European education

moves like a shadow across the campus, talks to black cats

his aunt has a summer house in the country that she lands him for the weekends and he takes his friends there to have pagan orgies

dramatic gay, kissed Richard even though he “wasn’t his type”, keeps coming back to Charles even though he knows he doesn’t love him

kisses Camilla because he felt like it, invites Richard to his bed the first time they talk

hypochondriac, develops panic attacks and no one takes him seriously

smokes every minute of his day, has nervous hands and thinks he’s dying every second but that has nothing to do with smoking

tries to kill himself for attention

marries the most insufferable girl because his grandfather is homophobic and wouldn't give him more money

too weak and lazy to stand up to anyone and ends up being a criminal

loves cooking five course dinners for fun

Charles

twincest enjoyer (we can’t be sure he’s the instigator, though he’s more “open” with it, or just a receiver) when he’s drunk even Francis will do, but then he doesn’t remember it so he’s not gay or anything

very jealous of his twin sister for stealing his men

drinks a lot, they all do, but he does even at breakfast

always steals cars when he’s drunk but somehow never crashes them

has anger issues, punches and slamms tables, throws stuff at Camilla, beats Camilla, burns Camilla

but he totally looks like a pretty little angel, all in white and stuff

stays pretty quiet in the beginning, after the murder the worst in him comes out, the guilt makes him spiral, can’t hold it in while the others don’t seem as affected or don’t show it

the only one who shows actual remorse to killing Bunny and says is outloud, stands up to Henry and eventually even wants to take a real action (though if it is actually more guilt or jealousy we may never know)

adopts a random feral cat and refuses to be parted from it, for a while at least

Camilla

also twincest enjoyer (very classical), to what extent we don’t know, no indication of it being pushed on her or her being the one pushing it

wears white all the time

the only girl in the group (very classical), loves Henry, leads Richard on (according to Francis)

Richard romanticises her, probably forgets many unflattering things about her, which leaves her the biggest mystery of the group

secret weapon, spy for Henry, secret phone code, she’s as smart as him

neither purely the victim nor the manipulator

there are subtle hints at her being more involved and playing a bigger role, hiding her true full personality, witch either Richard doesn’t want us to see, he doesn’t see himself or she’s just that good of an actres

at the end we can see she’s still choosing Henry, siding with him, be it her being so brainwashed his manipulation works even after he’s gone or her really believing in the things they did and acting on her own

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Julian

their teacher, their cult leader, their icon, their god

mysterious, ominous figure working in the background

did he drive them to madness on purpose or did they completely misunderstand, twisted his teachings and took them to a whole new level?

a strange relationship with Henry, definitely that beyond a teacher focusing on a gifted student, maybe even romantic/sexuall one

encourages his pupils to take drugs and have orgies in the woods

knows a lot of powerful people

amazing cook

immediately after he learns about the murder he disappears

Judy

Richard’s neighbour and dealer

party girl, costume design student

doesn't like the Greek students, threw a drink on Camilla at a party, almost got beaten up by Henry and Charles

end up as a Tv aerobics instructor

Cloke

resident stoner, frat guy kind of

old friends with Bunny, into Camilla

ends up a lawyer working with Bun’s brother

Marion

Bunny’s girlfriend

studies something like teaching/taking care of kids, works in a kindergarten

wears flower dresses and cardigans

ends up marrying Bun’s brother and nicknaming her daughter ‘Bunny’

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The Thespians

Fourth-year theatre major at Dellecher elite conservatory in Illinois. The only seven students that managed to get to the senior year despite the school’s high standards.

When they walk around the schools or do literally anything, they are suddenly the centre of everyone’s attention, local celebrities, everything they do is hot gossip.

Live and breathe Shakespeare, use his quotes in casual conversations, sometimes whole dialogues.

Are supposed to be a very tight knit group, but even with the casual closeness we are occasionally shown and the fact that they spent more than three years together, they don’t feel like more than strangers. There is no real tension, negative or positive, between them at any point of the story. They feel as if they were put on a stage, were told “now you are friends” and that’s it.

Neither of them has a good relationship with their family, for no other reason than to make them “leftovers” and give the group a false sense of found family.

Each of them is given an archetype at the beginning of the story and never becomes really anything beyond that.

They kill their supposed long time friend just because he became a bully.

Oliver

“the loyal sidekick”

from Ohio, his family doesn't appreciate art

a selfish, bratty, insensitive, jealous little asshole, but we’re supposed to think he’s actually just a nice guy

makes everything about himself

hates his parents for basically no reason

is awful to his sisters for no reason at all

hides that he has to clean The Castle from his friends, that are also classmates and roommates

super pretentious - “Sex, drugs, and Shakespeare. That was our life.” “Omg, Alexander, are you doing cocaine?!”

forced to love James, horny for Meredith

probably talks in cursive

goes to prison for his boyfriend even with no evidence pointing to him

Richard

“the tyrant”

apparently from London

always plays the main character, teachers favourite

is nice for like two scenes and then suddenly turns into a bully

big, tall, strong, intimidating

killed for bruising a guy and shoving two girls

Meredith

“the temptress”

from New York City, very rich family, leave her alone on Christmas

sexy, hot, sensual, feminine and soft, redhead

is dating Richard (so that Oliver can take her over)

is there to be occasionally slut shamed, ogled on by everyone, the object of Oliver’s desires when James isn’t around

holds her liquor better than the rest

tipps of Colborne through just James’s drunken twaddle

Filippa

“the chameleon”

very mysterious, doesn’t like talking about her family, her father is in prison

probably doesn’t have emotions

cast in male roles most of the times

helped to get rid of the murder evidence

ends up dating their choreographer

Alexander

“the villain”

from Philadelphia

does drugs and is gay, has an urge to turn first-years gay, and is also into Meredith

convinces others to let Richard drown with very a weak argument

overdoses

Wren

“the ingenue”

also from London

cute, sweet, sensitive, little, blond

Richard’s cousin

doesn’t talk very much, not in a cool or shy way

mostly just stands in a corner and cries and has a breakdown

James

“the tragic hero”

from California, his parents wanted him to be poet insted

the twist villain (no one was surprised)

supposed to be in love with Oliver

kills Richard in self-defense with a boat hook

recites Shakespeare when he has mental breakdown

let’s Oliver take the blame and go to prison, later “drowns” himself

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Colborne

apparently the only detective in town that things bashed in skull and twisted limbs are maybe not just a drunken accident

is so enchanted with this case that its been on his mind for ten years and is the last thing he wants to solve before he retires

gets tipped of by Meredith, goes to apprehend James but believes Oliver when he falsely confesses

Frederick

literature teacher

nice to them I guess

Gwendolyn

drama teacher

thinks she’s got everyone figured out

bosy, scary, extravagant lady

Camillo

school combat choreographer

ends up with Pip

Colin

“look, there are other people at this school”

talented third-year

turned gay by Alexander

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I believe I'm being fairly good faith and putting in information we get from the books. So I hope now I'm understood when I say that IWWV's characters aren't much of characters.

#dark academia #aesthetic #the secret history #light academia #if we were villains #m l rio #donna tartt #books & libraries #book review #bookblr #books #novels #novel writing #novel

[muns0nslov3r]

Apologize to me.

warning : eddie x Steve x reader, unprotected sex, mean!eddie, mean!steve, squirting, oral ( male receiving) rough sex, , breeding kink, daddy kink.

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you guys were in the car as it was hella silent, driving home from the party you were at with them. When they saw you hitting on a guy playfully, the boys didn’t like that. they were pissed. So mad that when Steve was driving his knuckles were turning slightly white from how hard he was gripping the wheel. Eddie was playing with his chain. Silent as a mouse, you could say. You decided to break silence “ guys I’m sorry. I was just being playful he was my friend.” You sighed looking down.

“ Didn’t seem like he was your friend y/n” Eddie grumbled, as Steve sighed rolling his eyes, you didn’t reply as guilt over powered you. Making you weak, once you guys got home. Steve got out slamming the door as Eddie joined in. opening you’re door for you. Even tho they were mad at you doesn’t mean they didn’t love you. You got out as you followed behind them going inside, seeming like a lost puppy. Once you got inside steve slammed the door still clearly pissed off and jealous.  

Eddie stared at you, standing away from them. You gulped as Steve started to speak. “ come here.” His voice was low and harsh, you went to him. Obeying your daddy as he grabbed your hair making you go down onto your knees, a whimper leaving your parted mouth as he unbuckled his pants pulling them down showing his growing hard on through his boxers. Pulling his boxers down as your mouth watered at the sight of his cock. Basically drooling, as Steve harshly pulled your hair getting your attention as you looked up at him “your going to suck my cock. Show me that my cock and eddies will be the only you’ll suck on okay angel?” He looked at you as you nodded coughing slightly “oh! Yes daddy.” You kissed the tip.

Making him shudder at the feeling jerking his hips. As you put it in your mouth, it was big so you struggled to take it all as eddies ringed hand forced your head down. Making you gag as you tapped steves thigh when edie kept your head down. Trying not to cough or legit throw up, trying to relax  gripping onto steves thigh. Eddie letting your head go up as you coughed gasping for air, making the metalhead laugh at the pathetic sight. Making your mouth go back on steves cock, sucking it so good. Steve just admiring how pretty your lips looked wrapped around his cock.

Jerking his hips shoving it down your throat thrusting. Using you as his own fleshlight. His fuck toy, every thrust his hips making them seem lazy. As eddies fingers rubbed against your aching soaked cunt. A whine leaving your cock filled mouth, the vibrations driving Steve legit insane as he let out a little whine. Hips thrusting hard and fast as you kept choking his cock. Rolling your eyes back letting it slide down your throat coating your throat with creamy cum. Lifting your head fast as you swallow, breathing fast as Steve was panting. Eddies hand wrapping his cock as his hand moved up and down lazily to tease his cock little whimpers left his mouth from watching Steve just use your mouth. 

You got up from your knees as you got onto the couch, Eddie getting up pulling his boxers over his harden cock as he grabbed your flimsy top tearing it off of you as you gasped at the force making your cunt ache more begging for some friction, the warmth growing more and more. Eddie first attacked your breasts ripping the bra off of you “Eddie!!” You squealed only to have your mouth covered “ shut up we’ll take you shopping tomorrow “ he rolled his eyes, touching your other breast sucking on it. As Eddie teased the sensitive hard bud.

Making you whine and moan. As you jerked your hips up “ needy baby?” Steve whispered in your ear, as you nodded harshly. As Eddie moved his hand down to your inner thighs. Touching your cunt feeling the wetness through your leggings, teasing you as he smirked still sucking on your bud. Your thighs clenching around his hand grinding against his fingers that were pressed against your soaking cunt. Steve lifted his head up kissing Eddie having a makeout session in front of you while Eddie teased your poor aching cunt.

You whined arching your hips up feeling needy. “ so needy.. don’t worry we haven’t forgot about you.” Steve looked at you then Eddie, ripping your leggings off of you as you gasped your panties showing a wet spot on them. Eddie looked at your clothed cunt smirking as he pulled his boxers off taking off the rest of his clothes, even Steve joining in, Eddie rubbed his cock pushing it inside of your cunt as you sucked on steves leaky cock. As Eddie was thrusting into you fast and rough, having steves cock go deep down your throat. You moaned around steves cock the vibrations making his hips jerk, clenching around eddies cock making him whimper.

“ I think she likes that Stevie.. can feel her cunt clenching around me so hard.” He groaned going deeper at a painful pace you could honestly feel it in your throat without steves cock in your mouth. You arched your head back as Eddie pounded his cock deep inside you. “She feel good Eds?” Steve looked at you then Eddie “ fuck her tight pussy feels so good clenching around me” he sighed biting his bottom lip as he thrusted making you gasp gripping onto Steve “ you close princess?” Steve teased your clit rubbing harsh circles on it with his ring and middle finger.

Making you whine “ m’close.. so close..” You were brain dumb. Dumb on cock. Your body felt like jelly, your brain was complete mush. As Eddie thrusted harder making you squeal and moan. Eddies cock was twitching inside you as his thrusts got sloppier. “C-cum. needa cum.” You whined “ me too sweetheart cum with me.” Eddie growled in your ear pulling out before slamming back in so painfully hard. His tip kissing your cervix with each thrusts. 

You could feel the coil in your stomach needing to snap. As eddies thrusts got more sloppy “ shit! I’m going to cum. Gunna breed this cunt so well.” He groaned as he painted your gummy walls with his warm creamy seed. The coil in your stomach snapped. Letting your orgasm take over as you arched your back gushing onto the metalheads cock, and the boys fingers. Once you calmed down the silence happened again. “Holy fuck you just squirted.” Steve said cheeks all flushed as Eddie pulled out. The cum spilling out as Eddie scooped it back up with his fingers.

Putting it back inside your sensitive cunt. Making you whine at how sensitive you were “I know.. just gotta keep it all inside you.” He kissed your cheek. As the boys cleaned you up going to the bath as you took a nice warm bath enjoying your two favorite people ever.

#eddie x steve #stranger things eddie #eddie munson smut #steve harrington smut #steddie #steddie smut #steve harrington #eddie munson

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SasoDei Week 2023 “Fantasy”

So I very often write smth up & then put it in drafts never to be seen again. The following are two slightly edited drafts from July & August 2018 :P No they’re not the oldest things in my drafts.

It’s just some blabla about a silly SasoDei medieval fantasy AU. Also have a revised sketch!

Deidara: Okay throwback to this old post when I was asked for a SasoDei maiden/knight thing of which I actually made an AU some time ago, somehow.

So, once upon a time there was a land with several kingdoms, one reigned by king Inoichi, father to rightful princess and truly beloved daughter Ino and his older mess of a bastard son, that everyone would rather forget was related to the king - Deidara. :) Of course the land is terrorized by a dragon and the rulers of the kingdoms have an agreement to take turns sacrificing a maiden of their royal families so it leaves the rest of them in peace every decade. This time it’s Inoichi’s turn, but he only got one daughter and she’s way too precious - what a great coincidence the bastard son resembles her well enough on a glance! Surely the dragon won’t actually care what it eats. So they put him in one of his sister’s dresses and leave him to die, two birds with one stone you know.

Well, some-fucking-how Deidara manages to tame the damn dragon and sometimes he flies around to make his lovely new pet terrorize his former family just a little. The citizens think that it’s Ino who’s still in the claws of the dragon, like ... literally & metaphorically, while she actually lives in hiding since the day of the sacrifice.

Sasori: Sasori’s the prince of one of the nearby kingdoms and good at a whole lot of things except he’s similarly a disgrace to his family as Deidara to his, just in other kinds of ways.

As his parents died before their time his grandma took up on being queen again and desperately tries to find a wife for her grandson so when she passes away as well, in the assumably foreseeable future, the kingdom is under safe reign and offspring to be expected. However, the combination of Sasori being universally deemed the weird guy by other families’ daughters and thus not being a popular choice and the fact he does not mind at all & is entirely uncooperative make this endeavour pretty difficult.

Growing more desperate she forces Sasori to go save that princess who’s still in the claws of the dragon, because if Sasori saves her neither she nor her family will be able to say no to a wedding and after all one of the few thigs Sasori is good in is wielding a sword & she indeed firmly believes he can succeed.

So yeah when Sasori arrives at the dragon’s lair - or rather Deidara’s lair - there’s a lot of confusion between the both of them and of course they bicker, but because Sasori actually has no real interest of getting Deidara out of there Deidara’s gracious and does not make the dragon eat him. Then Sasori is like “Well, if the dragon still roams... I could just not go back home... and everyone would be convinced I just died trying... And I wouldn’t have any kingdom responsibilities ever again??”

And so they live happily ever after. :)

#sasodeiweek2023 #sasori #deidara #sasodei #i never intend to write this into an actual story #but the AU comes to mind now & then & I still enjoy it #the secondary storyline is Ino's #& it's ChoIno #if anyone's interested to hear abt that shoot me an ask