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becca-e-barnes · 8 months
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Bucky pinning you down so you can’t squirm and he’s just sitting inside you while he tortures your clit feeling you clench around him. He makes you cum over and over until he finally cums.
Overstimulation + super soldier stamina = …
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Dear God, I know I just don't have it in me to behave during cock-warming. When it comes down to it, I genuinely have no patience at all 😵‍💫
"You..." Bucky begins, pressing you down onto the bed before gripping your ankles and forcing you to flip over onto your front. "Have a problem with control."
With your face turned away from him, you can't help but smile to yourself. No one has ever said it out loud but you know he's right.
Being in control is where you're most comfortable. No hands are safer than your own. Except maybe his. You know he won't fuck this up.
"And you..." He continues, gathering your wrists behind your back, holding them tightly with one hand. "Need to learn how it feels to have control taken from you. Do you understand?"
As soon as you begin to nod your head, you feel him start to tape around your wrists, holding them together behind your back. Once he's content they're secure, he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror before he pulls you onto his lap.
"Legs spread over the top of mine." He orders and you do as you're told, not because you have to but because you want to.
You notice the way your cunt is already glistening in the mirror and you're almost embarrassed because he hasn't even touched you yet.
"Fuck, you're made for this." He groans, lining his cock up to your slick entrance and you wonder if he's holding his breath too while he slides into you, as deep as your bodies will allow.
You're obsessed with the sight in front of you; your own naked body, with your legs spread so far apart you can see how your cunt is stuffed full of him.
Being shorter though, your feet can't touch the ground like this. There's no way you'll get enough leverage to fuck yourself on him but as soon as you start to tell him that, he silences you with two thick fingers between your lips.
"I'm not letting you fuck me." His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and then settling between your spread thighs.
"I'm going to play with you. I'm going to see how much you can take. I'm going to work out exactly how you like your clit stroked and I'm going to do that until your legs are shaking and your body won't let you cum any more. Maybe then I'll fuck you but sweetheart, that will be hours from now." His breath is hot against the side of your face, his fingers slipping from your mouth to your waist while he starts to flick gently against your clit.
"I'm going to start slowly. I'm going to do everything I can to drag this out as long as possible. I can feel every clench and flutter of this pretty little cunt and I'm going to enjoy it until you're dripping over my balls." At this rate, it won't be long until you're dripping onto the carpet, never mind over him. You dreamed he'd want to take control like this but you never imagined the way your body would respond.
"And then, when you've cum more times than you can handle, I'm going to tell you that I love you while I fuck you like I don't."
Update: Part 2
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a fluff with jamie + cats
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You stared down at the furry creature sprawled across your lap in awe. You had always wanted a cat and it seemed Jamie had been ready to deliver for this year’s anniversary. Your hand slowly lifted to stroke the cat’s black fluffy head, scratching lightly behind his ears. 
“So…” Jamie prompted nervously, “Do you like him?”
“What do you think?” You looked up at him with a bright smile on your face. “Thank you, Jamie. I love you so, so much. More than words could ever describe.” 
“You’re welcome Y/n. And I love you too.” He wears a happy smile mirroring yours, and scoots himself toward you. “ But we have to establish some rules now that I’m sure you want to keep him,” he says seriously. 
You look at him in confusion. “Rules?”
“Well, rule, technically. There’s only one.”
“And what might that be?”
“You can’t love the cat more than you love me,” he states.
“Oh, babe,” you threw your head back in laughter. “The love I hold for this guy could never compare to the love I hold for you.”
“Really?” he leans down to kiss you but you dodge him, ducking out of the way with the cat in your arms.
“Nope! The cat’s better, end of discussion.” 
“You don’t even know the cat’s name!” he protests.
“Of course I do,” you respond.
“Oh yeah? What is it?”
“Soy… bean?” you trail off, having said the first thing that came to mind.
“Really? I get you a cat and you name him soy bean?”
“Maybe…” you say, scurrying off with your newly named cat.
“Y/n! Get back here!”
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taglist: @penguintransporter
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qlcwiinq · 2 years
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try this!!!! 🌺
thanks for the ask anon <3
i got..
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you-expect-too-much · 2 years
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It's insane how incredibly perfect you are.
It’s also perfect how incredibly insane I am 😎
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ineed-to-sleep · 4 months
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Collection of memes with mostly my tav/astarion to keep myself sane
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the-phantom-peach · 5 months
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a handful of miscellaneous domestic zelink for my the soul 💘
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north-noire · 3 months
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perhaps catching up a bit wouldn't hurt?
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mykatzone · 6 months
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I've been trying to post another comic (30+ pages) I did today for my Ice King Identity Crisis AU but it's not showing up in the tags or on the dashboard no matter what I try :'D
So I figured out a solution! I'll post all the stuff I make for this AU on AO3 and post highlights here!
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reds-skull · 5 days
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Could we possibly get Soap yelling at a recruit for trying to steal Ghosts mask, with Ghost in the background like that’s my mans.
Or something you want to do for shits and gigs because you can and it’s fun
Sorry this took a while, I kinda made a mini comic because, as you said, I can and it's fun lol
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Thank you for the ask! This was quite fun to make haha
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kiss-my-asymptote · 8 months
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I’m fucking dying Astarion’s early party banter is him just flirting with all the companions and striking out; none of them are having it. When he comes on to Tav at the party, not only is he manipulating them, but they are literally his last choice. Not even plan b or c, Tav was plan ‘fuck it, I guess we’re doing this!’ and that clown still fell into his own pit trap.
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becca-e-barnes · 10 months
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I need more of needy Bucky who loses control from the feeling of being inside your pussy. I need him to fuck me like a rag doll and to carry me over his shoulder around the house like his personal flesh light.
Fuck, this has always been one of my very favourites to write. I really like to imagine that he struggles to last but he can keep going after he finishes 🙈 it's my lil filthy fantasy
But imagine spending the morning in bed with him. You both wake up around 6am and you spend the first little while just touching and chatting before a couple of hours of sex. Now it's maybe around 11am and after lying there together for a while, you're both in the mood for something to eat.
You pull a robe around you and that's just about as much as you manage before Bucky's scooped you up, carrying you to the kitchen.
"You don't need to carry me everywhere!" You tease, remembering that he'd carried you up the stairs to bed last night too.
"I know. But. Carrying you means. I. Can put you. Exactly. Where. I want you." He peppers kisses over your face and neck, tenderly capturing your bottom lip between his before he sets you up on the kitchen countertop.
There's no point arguing with him so you sit there quite happily. He makes up a quick pancake mix, washes some berries from the fridge, preps the coffee machine and sets the little dining table for the two of you.
Somewhere in between, you got a little distracted, perched on the counter scrolling on your phone. You hadn't noticed the way he's looking at you.
He's so caught up in the little things; the way the light hits your shoulder, the curve of your hips, the way the silhouette of your nipples are visible against the satin robe.
"Look at you, sitting there all sweet like your cunt isn't so fucking full of me."
That's got your attention.
You squirm a little, your body fluttering at how shamelessly vulgar he's being but nothing's stopping you from doing the same.
You spread your legs, exposing the slick mess coating your inner thighs. It's a mixture of your own arousal and Bucky's cum, dripping out of your sensitive cunt.
Your fingertips trail lazily over your exposed sex, your skin glistening in the natural light before you bring your fingers to your own lips, sucking them clean, giving him a little bit of a show.
"Tastes amazing, sweetheart." You groan, noticing the growing bulge in his thin pyjama bottoms. "But I lost track of how many times you came inside me this morning. You came so deep, most of your cum won't have dripped out yet. Bet I'm still totally stuffed full."
He sinks to his knees in no time, settling his head between your thighs, breathing in the faint smell of your arousal. His tongue presses flat to your sex, trailing from your hole to your clit and back, gathering as much of your combined release as possible.
He groans, low and pathetic, allowing his tongue to dip inside you as deep as he can bury it. He savours every drop of cum he earns back from your body.
When his tongue alone isn't enough, he slips a finger into you, followed quickly by a second, curling them against your sensitive inner wall.
"Bucky baby, please don't make me cum again." You groan, your fingers tangled in his dark hair but you know he's not giving you that choice. Not when his free hand is furiously stroking his own cock, desperate to ensure that when he's finished licking his cum out of you, he can flood your cunt with another load.
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will's older sister coming out as gay
summary: it's basically in the title i guess?
pairings: will byers x sibling!fem!reader
warnings: one swear word, i think thats it
word count: 1070
y/n Notes: It is hinted that she's not attracted to males once, but could be read by anyone who's attracted to girlies (because same)
A/N: hope you enjoy!
Inspired by this ask!
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“Will?” you knock lightly at his door, “can I come in?” You want to talk about what happened yesterday. 
When Will told you and Jonathan that he was spending his birthday with El and that Mike was flying in, the two of you were ecstatic. But then Mike showed up with flowers for El and nothing for Will, not to mention that both kids absolutely forgot about his birthday entirely, you’d decided to do something about it. 
“Sure,” he gives you permission, and you swing the door open. You see him sitting on his bed, looking out the window and fidgeting with the painting he’d worked so hard on for Mike, only to be too scared to show it to him. 
You take a seat next to him and place your hand over one of his. He looked at you. Here goes, it’s time to tell him. You knew it’d go fine, he was in love with Mike after all. But still, a part of you was scared he wouldn’t accept you. 
With Jonathan it had been different; the man had been far too high off his ass to even register what you were saying. But here, in the vulnerability of his room, you’re more both nervous and prepared at the same time. 
“I, uh, I wanted to talk to you,” you say, and when he gives you a hesitant, albeit confused, nod, you continue. “I’m not entirely sure how to say this in a not-awkward way, but… I know about you and Mike.” 
He freezes up. It’s not like he doesn’t want you to know, per se, it’s more that he’s scared that you know. What if you’re mad? What if you’re homophobic and you hate him now and you’re ready to ignore him for the rest of his life? Can you even do that? Would mom let you? You are an adult, after all. 
“Know… what, about me and Mike?” he asks, unconvincingly. He knows exactly what you’re talking about and you damn well know it. 
“Look, Will. I know you might be kind of… hesitant, to admit it out loud - and that’s perfectly fine. I just wanted you to know that,” you pause, are you really ready to do this? A deep breath: in, out. “I wanted you to know that you’re not alone.” 
A beat. “What?” his head whips toward you, shock apparent on his face. 
“I like girls,” you say, smiling sheepishly. Well, no going back now. 
All Will does is continue to stare at you in shock. You start to regret telling him. Maybe you were projecting onto him and Mike? Seeing what you wanted to see and not what was actually there. 
“Y’know, I expected more of a reaction. You’re acting kind of like Jonathan did, and he was high,” your lame attempt at a joke seems to do the trick. He snaps out of his comical reaction.
“Sorry, I’m just,” he searches for the right word, “processing. Does that mean all that time you told us that you didn’t want a boyfriend because you wanted to focus on school, was it really just because you don’t like boys?” 
“Partially,” you laugh lightly, “I did want to focus on academics. But also, yeah, ‘cause I don’t like boys.” 
“Does Mom know?”
“I never directly told her, but I’m pretty sure she does.”
“That means she probably knows about me too, huh,” he groans.
“Probably, but that’s not surprising. I’m pretty sure that Jonathan knows too,” 
He groans, holding his face in his hands. “Really?”
“Really. But don’t worry! He’s totally cool with it. And he won’t tell anyone - I also won’t tell, by the way,” you reassure him.
“Thanks,” his reply is muffled, his head still pressed into his palms.
“Okay c’mon, cheer up! I know yesterday was bad, but that doesn’t mean today will be!” In all honesty, yesterday was a lot more than bad for him; it was a shitty day from hell, but you refuse to swear in front of his little brother.
“Yeah whatever.”
You feel bad for him. Obviously he isn’t in the mood to talk about it. 
“I would've told you about it sooner, but I wasn’t sure if the girl I’m dating wanted anyone to know.” You can see him visibly perk up at the mention of a girl. Seems you changing subjects was a good idea after all.
“Who?” he asks excitedly, “Who’re you dating? Do I know her?”
“Maybeee,” you drag it out teasingly, “you ever met Robin Buckley?”
“Robin Buckley?” he repeats, “as in Steve’s friend, Robin? She’s gay?”
“Full on lesbian,” you smirk.
“Makes sense that she never got with Steve then, huh?”
“Steve’s not that attractive, Will, c’mon.”
“Not that attractive? Really? Just because you don’t like guys does not mean you can’t accept that some are attractive,” he rolls his eyes at you, a grin on his face.
“Tell that to Nancy,” you shoot back, referencing their previous relationship.
“Tell what to Nancy?” Jonathan peeks his head into the room.
“Nothing!” you and Will both chime. 
“Okay, well Mom’s about to go, so come down and say your goodbyes before she leaves.” Usually he’d probably care a bit more than you were talking about Nancy, but he and Argyle had definitely smoked some of their treasured Purple Palm Tree Delight before dinner.
“Alright we’ll be down in a sec,” you usher him out the room. When the door closes, you wrap an arm around Will’s shoulders. 
“You really okay? After everything that happened yesterday, I mean.” You just want to be sure, let him know he has a shoulder to cry on. 
“I don’t know,” he shrugs, “it’s not what I expected, but it wasn’t terrible.”
“I’m really sorry that they forgot. I know that your birthday usually doesn’t mean too much to you, but it still would’ve been nice of them to remember.”
“Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter now. Besides, I like the stuff you guys got me.” You can tell he’s just trying not ro make you feel bad. You know just what will cheer him up.
“That reminds me, I have something for you!”
“But you already got me a gift,” Will points out.
“I know, but I have something else.”
“GUYS HURRY UP, I HAVE TO GET GOING!” Joyce calls from downstairs. 
“Right, let’s go!” you grab Will’s hand and the two of you rush downstairs.
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qlcwiinq · 2 years
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hellooo! i just wanted to say that your moodboards are beautiful!! I hope we can become moots! have great day ^_^
heyy !! awhh tysm <33 oo me 2 :D
you too <33
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you-expect-too-much · 2 years
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pretty sure they don't wear panties either
You’ve got a point 😳
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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How was Astarion during Kits birth? I feel like he’d panic tbh
i think he would be his regular flippant self to hide that he was SHITTING BRICKS
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trobeds · 1 year
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mutuals send me a 💌 and ill tell u something i love about you
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