#blue jones fluff

[redeyerhaenyra]

Hi, it's your worst enemy, Ominoose.

Im ordering some Blue. Club Blue. He gets angry at reader, says something he regrets then has to make up for it? Some hurt/comfort?

For what it's worth

Summary: Blue shoots a guy in front of you, but he makes it up to you.

Warnings: Angst, but then fluff! Hurt/comfort, a guy gets shot, reader is mentioned being covered in blood, Blue is emotionally constipated, let me know if I missed anything!

Notes: Oh god, not YOU again- jk ilysm xx also I HATE the way this turned out it feels so rushed I'm sorry 😭

The dressing room was quiet, apart from the gentle sound of your crying.

Your hands cupped your face- God, you were torn.

On one hand, it was all your fault, you knew the rules and you broke them, how could you be so stupid??

On the other, fuck the rules! They were stupid, you didn't do anything wrong, didn't invite the patrons attention- you were only serving drinks that night anyway! It wasn't your fault.

The guy hadn't even touched you, he just wouldn't stop talking to you. Even after Blue had made it clear that you weren't for sale, he would not listen.

Tried to barter, and bargain his way into your bed with Blue- but, fuck, it was only when you spoke up, trying to affirm Blue's point, did he snap at you to "shut the fuck up."

The guy once trying to buy sex from you, was now defending your honour from your own damn lover, whilst you stared, gobsmacked that Blue would say that to you when you were on his side!

Your "valiant hero" reached to grab your hand, as if to comfort you.

Rookie mistake.

Blue was quicker, he always was, and shot the guy point blank before he could so much as feel your skin.

The club sprang with panic at the gunshot. You stood there dumbfounded, covered in blood spray.

"What the fuck are you standing there for-?! Get inside-" Blue's voice was muffled to you, but you heeded his command, running off into the dressing room whilst Blue and the other girls calmed the crowd.

Which lead you here. Covered in some poor guys blood, sobbing and still coming out of shock.

You felt sick. Was Blue really that shortsighted? To resort to violence so quickly? And.. and leave you drenched in blood???

You didn't know what to do with yourself. Half of you was disgusted with Blue and the other half sought the comfort his presence brought you.

And so, you sat here. Shivering, staring forlornly into the mess of your reflection.

After a while, the door clicked open. You didn't have the strength to look at him, gaze fixed now on the floor as you felt Blue approach you.

...A beat of silence passed.

".....Baby-" His hand, which only a few minutes ago had held the gun responsible for a man's death, tenderly brushed your shoulder. Such a juxtaposition.

You shuddered, and brushed him off you.

"Baby, look at me."

You voice was timid. "..I can't."

"Why not?" "Because if I do I'll just forgive you instantly and.. I.... can't, forgive for that! Blue! Jesus, fuck."

You physically turned away from him, swivelling yourself around in your chair. You heard him sigh, and then felt him lean down to kiss your shoulder. At least this time you didn't spurn his affections.

"You know why I had to do it." "I really don't." "He wouldn't take no for an answer sweetheart, the fuck am I meant to do?" "Not fucking shoot him? I'm.. I'm covered in blood, Blue!"

You had tried hard, and now failed not to cry in front of him, Blue kissed your head, and you let him wrap his arms around your shoulders as you sobbed into your hands again.

He gulped. It was like his tongue had turned to stone. You weren't suprised- apologises weren't in Blue's vocabulary.

He wanted to, oh how he so desperately wanted to comfort you. It was like admitting he was at fault was something he was simply unable to do.

For now, Blue settled on holding you till you tears dried out.

"...I'll get the girls to get ya started a nice bath, huh? With the bubbles? And.. I'll get some of that fancy wine I only use for special occasions.."

You shook your head. "...I don't want any of that, Blue." "What do you want?? Please, doll, baby, sweetheart, how do I make it better? Please baby, please-"

You'd never heard him so desperate before, and so finally you turned to look at him;

Only to discover him kneeling before you, like a Knight before his Queen, his big eyes round and wet, begging your forgiveness.

You had no words for him, only a sad glance at the floor.

He moved to cradle your hands in his own, turning them over and kissing each of your knuckles, whispering into them;

"Baby, please, I'll do anything, please doll, please."

Silence passed between you both, Blue now lay his head face down in your lap, nuzzled agasint your thighs.

Then, a sound. A small one, but definite.

"I'm sorry..."

The all but pathetic man before you whined as he spoke, as if the words on his tongue caused him physical pain.

They were enough for you, though. They were all you wanted.

Your hands caressing his slicked-back hair were proof of your acceptance enough, Blue brought himself up to really, really kiss you. He was better at apologising that way anyhow.

You both parted for breath- "I won't do it again baby, I won't, I'll never do that to you ever again, yeah? I'll never ever say those things to do ever again, I promise baby, I love you so much-" It was short lived, as he was kissing you again soon after.

Eventually you parted for the second time, and allowed him to hold you close, squeezing you like one might tightly hug a fluffy toy for comfort.

"...I should really get you cleaned up baby.. not good to be covered in blood all the time, even if it does make you look.." Blue bit his lip, and laughed as your hand flew to cover his mouth.

"Well, I'll take the bath you promised, if you're still offering." "Absolutely baby! Let me go-" he moved to get up, but you pulled him back, "-On one condition."

Blue turned back to you, his gorgeous eyes wide and bright.

"You join me in it."

Blue grinned, and kissed your forehead.

"Doll, I wouldn't have it any other way."

#mushi ♡ #blue jones #blue jones sucker punch #blue jones x reader #blue jones fluff #blue jones angst

[soulreader05]

𝓓𝓪𝓲𝓼𝔂 & 𝓑𝓵𝓾𝓮 Headcanons

Club!Daisy 🌼 & Blue 🔑

After Blue unofficially adopted Daisy, he began to spoil this girl rotten and treated her like a goddamn princess…however she prefers to be a jester…actually no, she likes to be his jester princess.

Before she could fully trust Blue, Daisy refused to be physically intimate with anyone due to being afraid of getting hurt by someone she trusted.

Let’s just say that, growing up in a circus wasn’t exactly an ideal childhood memory.

Daisy used to draw on the walls of the club hallways but since everything’s so expensive, Blue gave her own personal space in his office for her to do her artworks until he’d find a room for her…(He never did.)

Whenever a worker enters Blue’s office, all they see is just Daisy…everywhere. In his ashtray, on his walls, photos of her on his desk, toys and paintings on the ceiling.

He threatens them not to say anything about the state of his office.

Daisy has a tendency to get into fights with the other girls which irritates Madam Gorski because she knows damn well that Blue is always gonna side with Daisy because in his eyes, she’s just being a silly kid.

Blue always makes sure that none of the high rollers or any clients lays their hands on Daisy.

The clients think that he’s just being protective over his precious girl but they don’t know any better. (He’s really just protecting them from getting brutally murdered by Daisy.)

However though…if anybody talked bad regarding Daisy right in front of Blue, this man would be a minute away from going real housewives on them.

Blue always makes sure that Daisy’s arm and legs metal prosthetics are in perfect shape for her dance up on stage.

Daisy likes to call him, Boss man or Jonesy whenever they’re around clients (She likes to poke fun at him) but in private, she likes to call him papa…when’s she having a bad episode she calls him dada.

Blue just calls her Daisy around the clients but in private, he calls her all sort of sweet nicknames like his little jester, cutie pie, doll face, sweetheart, baby girl, giggles.

Daisy always gets Blue to braid her hair whenever it grows too long. He’d sulk and try to convince her to let the other girls in the club do it for her but Daisy insisted that she only wants him…and now whenever he braids her hair, It’s like mediation for him.

If she ever gets a nightmare, Blue talks to her gently and calms her down soothingly. He’s pretty good at providing her comfort as he’ll pepper her forehead and cheeks with soft kisses and murmur her words of reassurance that he’ll never leave or betray her.

Daisy doesn’t go to sleep unless Blue’s is singing to her.

It’s really just them against the world.

I know all of this is probably out of order but i wrote this in the morning and i finished it while at work, y’all better enjoy.

Tags : @hoedamn-eron @ominoose @reallyrallyauthor @gingersforeverbox

#blue jones #sucker punch #oscar issac characters #platonic #teen!oc #father figure #fluff #dad!blue jones #blue jones fluff

[lockleysfav]

You’re not a child

Blue Jones x GN!Reader

Summary: You have a nightmare while sleeping in Blues office due to ‘misbehaving’. Blue comes to check on you to find you making pleads for help in your sleep, he throws his ego down the drain to comfort you.

You were curled up on a ragged bed inside Blues office that he told you to sleep on. You were rehearsing for your dance later tomorrow until one of the girls had tripped you as Blue walked in. Of course he was mad, he immediately assumed you’d fucked him over and lied to him about being ready so he strode over to you, yanked you up by your arm and shoved you into his office yelling “You will sleep here and fucking think about lying to me again yeah?” You bit back your tears and nodded, not bothering to argue back.

You had no blanket, only a thin mattress and a thin pillow. It was cold and what hurt you most was hearing everyone out there laughing and having fun including Blue himself. You knew better than to snoop around his office out of boredom, he’d literally kill you if you touched his things without permission. It smelt of cigarettes and wet wood in his office, a hint of cinnamon coming from a lit candle of his that stood on his desk.

You were staring at the wall for a few minutes, not noticing how your eyes slowly started shutting and soon enough you were completely asleep.

You woke up and quickly sat up sweating. It took you a few moments to realise how silent it was, no music playing, no girls laughing, just utter silence. It actually frightened you a little bit. You started to rub your temples and decided to tell yourself ‘fuck blue’ and walk over to the door, yanking it open. What confused you was how all the lights were still on, including the stage lights. You were tempted to call out for anyone but you didnt want to embarrass yourself so you just kept walking towards the dance room. The floor creaked under you and your heart was pounding against your chest, you had a gut wrenching feeling about opening that door but you needed to know why everything was so silent. You slowly opened the door and peeped around the corner only to jump back in horror. Your eyes grew wide and your jaw went slack at the sight of everyone sprawled out, stab wounds littering their bodys. You crawled back and stood up, turning to run only to barge into a tall figure. You looked up and gasped, a guy with a skinwalker like stare looked down at you, a knife gripped tightly in his hand. You backed away and he lunged straight at you.

Blue was angry when he stormed back into his office, he didnt know why but he just was. He shrugged off his blazer and rolled up his sleeves, pulling out a cigarette. He was about to light it when he saw you curled up into your own body, shivering and murmuring. Blue raised an eyebrow and stepped closer to you to try and listen to what you were saying and his heart jumped for a second when he heard you begging for help. “Y/n” he spoke and stood back, his thoughts racing through his mind.

You were clutching onto the thin mattress and the moment you pleaded for whoever it was to stop, Blue turned and locked his office door “Fuck” he muttered and speed walked over to you. He turned you onto your back and lifted you into his arms, walking you into another room “Shhh sweetheart” he cooed when you were slowly stirring. Moments later you were engulfed by soft cushions and Blue crawled beside you, pulling his puffy blanket over your body. When you felt a pair of soft lips against your forehead you sprung awake screaming only for Blue to quickly pull you against his chest “Hey Hey” he started stroking your hair “It’s okay calm down” you gripped his forearm tightly and slowly calmed down in his hold. He rested his head against your hair and you looked up at him “Blue?” He smiled at you “Hey…Im sorry for not letting you speak earlier. I was in a shit mood, a guy didnt pay me his money and seeing you fall it just set me off and im sorry. I know they tripped you up” You bowed your head “Yeah” you muttered out and he put a finger under your chin, lifting your head to meet his eyes “You’re better than them, they’re jealous you know that” you stared into his beautiful eyes, nodding and nuzzling your face in his chest.

He continued stroking your hair and he laid back “I know what its like to have nightmares you know” he started “Waking up alone” You frowned at his words. “you dont have to be alone Blue” you spoke softly and he huffed a small laugh “They’ll think i’ve gone soft” he replies but you look at him “So? Who cares about what they think. You’re the own in charge here” he smiles at you and kissed the tip of your nose “Go back to sleep honey, i’ll be here”.

#blue jones x you #blue jones fluff #blue jones smut #blue jones x reader #oscar isaac fluff #marc spector fluff #steven grant x you #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #oscar isaac x reader #fluff

[pimosworld]

Read it again Series

You ever have that fic or series that you just can’t get enough of. You revisit it whenever you need to scratch that itch or have a good cry. This is my way of showing appreciation to the writers and also a little self indulgent to be able to find all my favorites in one place.

Part I

Part II

Part III

#pedro pascal characters #oscar isaac characters #triple frontier #tlou #moon knight fanfiction #club blue jones #narcos #javier pena x you #joel smut #frankie morales smut #santiago garcia smut #will ironhead miller #benjamin miller #steven grant fluff #jake lockley fluff #marc spector x f!reader #frankie morales #moon knight mcu #tlou imagine #joel x reader #javier peña fluff #javier peña smut #santiago garcia x francisco morales #fic recs

[oscarisaacsspit]

and when i say i want him to moan his own name for me i'm the weird one 🙄

#oscar isaac hernandez estrada #oscar isaac #elvira lind #oscar isaac fluff #oscar isaac smut #oscar isaac x you #oscar isaac x reader #oscar isaac x y/n #moon knight #poe dameron #inside llewyn davis #scenes from a marriage #basil stitt #duke leto #steven grant fluff #jake lockley fluff #marc spector/reader #santiago pope garcia #blue jones #oscar isaac edit #pedro pascal #john boyega #ethan hawke #me #my post

[morgandr]

Imagine:

Your husband, Hank putting you to bed as you been exhausted for the entire day.

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(NOT MY VIDEO!)

(Hank Marshall X Reader)

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(TAGS)

#old hollywood #oldhollywoodedit #Hank Marshall #tommy lee jones #blue sky 1994 #gif imagine #moviegifs #images #imagine #x reader #fluff #y/n #fame dr #husband

[sysig]

Blue Guy, Big Guy (Patreon)

#Doodles #Osmosis Jones #Megamind #Drix #Minion #Also ft. Ozmina because she's cute <3 #I'm gonna have to update my taglist so much lol #Unsurprisingly there is fanart of Ozzy and Megamind meeting up of course #Two blue dudes! It's an obvious match! #However - I haven't seen any of Minion and Drix :0 #But they're the classic Big Guy Little Guy team up! And the straight man in the comedy duo! And they have round head shapes lol #It is funny to imagine them meeting up considering one's a villain and one's a cop tho lol - or PI since Mina's here #Would they get along? Ehhhhhhhh (?? lol) #Both the keepers just like ''Yeah that's my blue dumbass :/ Just let him get it out of his system he'll tire himself out eventually'' #Ozzy's the odd man out here actually - everyone else has a 3D model #I've never tried drawing the Megamind crew but Megamind is cute ♪ I already knew that but drawing always picks up new details #Personally I was always partial to his pink ear tips - he's got red blood! - but the little crook at the tip of his nose is cute too :D #Oh yeah and both the blues have facial hair too lol ♪ It just suits them! #Minion's pretty cute too but there's so many moving parts to his design haha #Simplified fluff suits me best lol #I rewatched Out of Body Experience recently but I didn't grab any references of the undercover outfit Ozzy wears #I really should at some point! It's garish but she still pulls it off hehe #And of course I like the curls haha

[cs-rylie]

Chapter 4 is out! CS fluff, Det. Nolan makes a breakthrough, papafire moments, and Blue's fairy magick..

Available on ao3

#cs #captain swan #ouat #once upon a time #killian jones #emma swan #fanfic #ao3 #fanfiction #detective #fluff #blue fairy #papafire #rylieoriginal

[kiss-me-cill-me]

could u write a cill character where the reader is super horny w/ baby fever, a breeding type fic ❤️?? I love your works btw!!

Oh anon, I love you for requesting this ❤️ Partly because I had already planned to write it lmao. And thank you so much!! Sending love right back at ya 🥰

Due Date

Pairing: Neil Lewis x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: Your boyfriend is totally oblivious to your baby fever, but lucky for both of you, you aren't able to keep it bottled up for too long.

Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, floor sex, stomach pressing (?? idk how to even phrase this lol), mentions of reader being on birth control, some fluff, established boyfriend/girlfriend relationship

***Please read the warnings before continuing. Minors DNI***

There had been only one thing on your mind for weeks now, and you could not figure out for the life of you how to get rid of the thoughts. You wondered if you would ever feel normal again, or if this was just going to be your new default state forever. The idea of that was maddening.

Neil, on the other hand, seemed to be somehow blissfully unaware about just how badly you felt like you might explode every time Marcia and Buddy came around with their new baby. 

You weren’t sure how that was possible, given that you practically sprinted over to the stroller every time they wrangled it into the store. How could he not have known, when you squealed for the hundredth time, every time, at seeing that chubby little baby face? Marcia had practically needed to wrestle her own child away from you the last time they’d paid a visit, and yet Neil seemed totally unaware of how badly you wanted one of your own.

Or maybe he just hoped that if he ignored it, your baby fever would go away. Your boyfriend had never exactly been one to take on responsibilities willingly, unless doing so somehow involved Gumshoe. The store was his baby, as he often joked, and you were starting to worry that that meant he would never have room in his heart for real babies. The kind that would giggle at Neil’s silly antics and look up at you with their big blue eyes, just like his, and-

You snapped back to reality. You had been daydreaming again, and you found yourself standing behind the counter with Neil, your finger stuck into the spool of a VHS tape as you worked at rewinding a stack of them together.

“You okay, babe?” he asked, sparing a glance in your direction.

You’d paused in your mindless task, lost in fantasy, and now you tried to shake off the fog that had crept over you, bringing with it the images of cribs and onesies and bouncing bundles that always seemed to end up in Neil’s arms. 

“Uh…”

He would make such a good dad. A fun dad; the kind that would take his kids on adventures themed after all of their favorite movies. Lightsaber battles in the kitchen. Quests for treasure in the backyard that would make Indiana Jones quake in his boots. Neil would have just as much fun as your future children - you were sure of it. And that thought was almost enough to make you jump him right there in the store. It was pure torture, living like this, and for days on end.

“Helloooooo?” Neil droned.

You looked over at him with wide eyes as he caught you indulging in your secret fantasies yet again.

“You… good?” he asked again, slightly concerned this time.

“I am; I’m… just a little distracted,” you said, hurrying to get back to rewinding the tape.

Neil stuffed the cassette he was holding back in its box, giving you a smug look.

“Yeah, I do have that effect on you, don’t I?” he teased.

You shoved him, and he nudged you back with an elbow.

“In your dreams,” you laughed.

Privately, you could feel yourself starting to ache at just his words. He had no clue how true they were, and you certainly weren’t about to tell him. Now really wasn’t the time for a baby; your logical side knew that. And as much as a part of you wanted to tell him, you knew that it wouldn’t make any real difference. You would just have to be patient and wait.

“Thanks for helping out tonight, by the way,” Neil continued, slipping back into the easy routine of rewinding tapes. “I hate doing this.”

“I know; me too,” you agreed. “Which is why I expect to be paid overtime.”

Neil looked at you, side-eyed.

“Do you even work here?” he joked.

“Not for long if I don’t start getting paid.”

“Okay, fine,” Neil sighed. “The usual rate?”

You giggled as he put his tape down and pinned you against the edge of the counter, pressing your bodies together as he kissed you. A series of quick, fleeting pecks; your hourly wage for helping him out.

“Hey! Overtime,” you reminded him, grabbing at the hem of his shirt as he started to pull away.

Neil leaned back over and gave you one more kiss, catching your bottom lip with his teeth.

Just then, the bell at the top of the door rang, letting you know that a customer had arrived. Neil stood up straight, clearing his throat in a very professional manner as he backed up a little. Even with distance between you, you still felt your whole body thrum. The heat on your cheeks seemed to burst as the lone customer wandered the store, browsing the aisles as you and Neil stood side by side and rewound more tapes.

“All set?” Neil chirped up as the man approached the counter. 

Neil went through the routine of checking out the tape, finally handing it over along with a receipt. He glanced down at the date that was printed on the slip.

“And you’re all set. Due date is… August fifteenth.”

Behind him, you made a small noise in your throat. Neil looked over at you, just for a moment, before he turned back to the customer and finished wrapping up the transaction. When the man had left, Neil turned more fully to face you.

“You’re acting weird, babe,” he said bluntly, scratching the back of his head. “Is there something going on?”

“Nope, never better!”

You cursed yourself silently. Why had something so stupidly simple as Neil saying the words “due date” lodged itself firmly into your brain as yet another excuse to obsess over babies? 

“If you need to go home, that’s okay,” Neil offered. “I can wrap things up here by myself.”

“I’m fine,” you insisted. “It’s just…”

“Just…?” Neil echoed, leaning toward you.

“Hearing you talk about… due dates,” you sighed, finally admitting defeat.

Neil’s look of utter and genuine confusion would have made you laugh out loud, if not for the fact that you felt compelled to burrow down into the floor.

“Should I not… tell the customers when to return tapes?”

“No, you dummy!” You avoided his eyes as you shuffled uncomfortably. “I just mean that- It just makes me think about babies!”

You could see the gears turning in Neil’s head a few seconds after you’d blurted out your confession, slowly reaching a conclusion before his eyes widened.

“Ohhhh. That’s why you’ve been so interested in hanging out with Marcia,” he laughed.

“Yes! Neil - okay?” you cried, thoroughly embarrassed. “I’ve been thinking about it for weeks, and I just- Ugh!”

You threw your hands up as you abandoned all attempts at explaining yourself. Neil was already throwing you glances, as if he had caught you in the middle of something scandalous, instead of just struggling to suppress baby fever. 

In a way, though, he had. Your thoughts really weren’t all so pure as just picturing him with your kids at the park. Babies didn’t just drop down out of the sky, after all.

Neil took a small step toward you, making you shrink back as he pressed his forehead to yours.

“You like the thought of me knocking you up?” he hummed.

The shock of him saying it so bluntly made you shrink into yourself a bit more. Neil wasn’t letting you go anywhere, though, as he placed his arms to either side of your hips, leaning against the counter.

“Maybe I just think you’d be a good dad,” you shot back, slightly too shakily to be believable.

“Mmm, I don’t think that that’s all you’ve been thinking.” Neil took another step forward, closing up even the most fleeting idea of any distance between you. “I think you like to imagine me filling you up until there’s no way that you couldn’t be pregnant.”

You could hardly believe the words coming out of your boyfriend’s mouth. This was certainly not how you had imagined any potential conversation going.

“And… what if I do?” you asked.

Neil shrugged, not nearly as nonchalant as he was trying to be.

“You tell me,” he said, lowly. “Do you want me to?”

“Want you to…?”

Before you could finish your sentence, Neil’s lips were on yours again, kissing you with a renewed hunger that seemed to extend to some deeper level. Before, things had been teasing and light, like they usually were between you. Now, they felt almost serious. Your head spun as you felt yourself give in to the kiss, letting your wildest fantasies surround you as you stood there, knees buckling at the strong ache that ran through your legs. You had to hold onto Neil slightly as he pulled away. 

“I know we’re not ready for kids yet,” you started, not very convincingly.

Neil was making it too hard to focus, as his lips trailed over the side of your face, pressing kisses into your jaw, your cheek, your temple. You hadn’t expected this reaction from him, and you were scrambling to figure out how to respond.

“So?” Neil laughed. “That doesn’t mean we can’t practice, right? There’s really no harm in that.”

“I… guess not,” you agreed.

Neil pressed a kiss to your forehead before leaning down to bite at your ear. You moaned - just a small sound you couldn’t hold back - and felt warm desire pool deep in your stomach as Neil whispered into your ear.

“I think you’d look cute, you know.”

He pulled back to brush a thumb over the very lowest part of your stomach, and the implication was obvious. “Do you?” you sighed, dreamily.

Neil pressed his body back up against you, and this time you could feel his hard length, digging into your hip. Your hands wrapped around his waist, holding him there as he answered.

“Mm-hmm. Seeing you pregnant would really just be a reminder of what I had done to get you like that, sooo… I think it’d be pretty hot.”

You wondered if Neil had any idea just how dangerous of a game he was playing. You knew he was only pretending. He and you both knew that you were on birth control. But… it would be so easy for things like that to change.

“You really need to start watching your mouth, Neil,” you warned him.

“I think I need to start watching you live out your little fantasies, babe.”

Neil’s next kiss was so passionate that he nearly bent you back over the checkout counter. His teeth caught your already-swollen lip once again as he snuck a hand under your thigh, pulling it up to hook over his waist.

“Neil! Can’t this wait til we get home?” you laughed, a sharp heat coursing throughout your whole body.

“Can you wait?” he countered.

That wasn’t really a fair argument. You very clearly could not, at least not based on the way you felt yourself clench around nothing more than the thought of Neil filling you up, just like he’d said earlier. You groaned as he kissed you again, sealing your fate.

“Okay, just - let me at least lock the door,” you begged.

Neil pulled away with a soft smile, and you could see just how incredibly hard he was through the outline of his jeans. 

“Hurry back, baby. Or I’ll have to come over there and get you.”

You practically ran to the front of the store, flipping the sign hastily over to “closed” before locking the door and drawing the blinds over all of the windows. It was already dark out, and you caught a quick glimpse of your wide smile in the reflection of the plate glass. This wasn’t the first time that Gumshoe had closed early for some less-than-legitimate purposes.

Suddenly, something crashed into your back. From behind, you felt Neil’s arms encircle your waist as he pulled you away from the window.

“Sorry, babe - couldn’t wait.”

His voice was close, burrowing into your ear as it nestled right next to the thoughts that continued to swirl in your head. You felt a rush down your spine at his words. 

Neil backed up a few more steps as he spun around, keeping you pinned to his chest, and then slammed directly into the shelves, spilling VHS tapes everywhere.

“Look who’s the overeager one now,” you laughed, arching back slightly as Neil’s hand grabbed roughly at your breast.

“Who said I wasn’t?”

Neil guided you down to the floor, flipping you over to face him as you landed among the catastrophe of VHS tapes. You shoved a few out of the way, making enough room to lie down while Neil hovered over you, busy with ripping off his shirt.

“Is this really how you treat the mother of your future children?” you joked.

“No,” Neil replied, looking down at you as he tore off his belt. “This is how I treat the girl who wants me to fuck my cum into her so badly, she can’t even focus on rewinding tapes.”

Neil shoved his pants down while you were still too shocked to speak, and then went to work on your clothes, nearly wrestling you out of them as he grunted above you. Neil sometimes got rough when he was excited, but you hadn’t ever seen him like this. Clearly, you weren’t the only one who liked the idea of him getting you pregnant.

Naked and lying on the floor of your boyfriend’s video rental store, you felt yourself practically drip onto the carpet.

“Neil, are you really gonna…?”

“Cum in you?” he finished. “Course I am. How else are you gonna get knocked up?”

Your face flushed. The line between real intentions and fantasy ones was already so dangerously thin, and you felt yourself grow even more excited at the idea of not knowing how serious he was. The two of you had always been cautious. Neil always pulled out of you, even knowing that you were on birth control. It wasn’t like anything would actually happen if he chose not to, but…

“Need you to take me nice and deep - okay, baby?”

Neil’s words snapped you back to reality again as you felt him line up. Your hips were hovering just off the floor, and the anticipation was killing you. You needed him inside of you, now.

“Okay,” you agreed breathlessly.

“Good girl.”

Neil sat up straight as he pushed in, and you felt yourself clamp down so hard that it was almost a miracle he was able to get anywhere. But he did, and you could feel every inch of him sink into you as he buried himself all the way, deep inside just like he’d promised.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he hissed. “But you’re not gonna be after I’m done with you. Fuck.”

You watched Neil groan as he squeezed his eyes shut and pumped once, almost cautiously. You could feel the drag of his cock as he pulled out, and you savored the slow thrust. You knew that this pace wouldn’t last long once he got started.

Neil’s hand drifted back down to your stomach, pressing softly as he pushed into you again.

“You feel that, babe?”

The sensation made you gasp. The slight pressure from Neil's hand made the fat head of his cock seem to nudge inside of you even more deeply; the feeling intense but addicting. Neil kept the flat palm of his hand pressed against you as he dragged out, then pushed back in, a little more roughly this tine. It was almost enough to send you right over the edge, and your hips inched up to increase the pressure.

“Fuck - you like that,” Neil commented, breathlessly. “Like feeling right where I’m gonna cum, don’t you?” “N-Neil! Fuck!” you gasped, unable to string more than two words together. 

It was absurd how quickly he’d brought you right to the point of no return. You could feel yourself, clearly about to let go any second, and you knew Neil could too. Your muscles were already spasming, clenching harshly around him, desperate for that last little push that you needed to tip over.

Neil grabbed your wrist with his other hand, only to drag it down to your clit. As he positioned your fingers, you heard him let out a small whine of his own.

“Fuck, baby - come for me, please,” he begged.

The added sensation of your fingers was more than enough to make you obey, and you screamed as Neil thrust his hips into you, pressing down harder with his hand. The feeling that washed over you was far too profane to be called good, but you found yourself unable to care about just how impure your thoughts were. You wanted Neil’s cum more than anything else in the world.

“That was so awesome,” Neil moaned.

His hands landed next to your head with a thud, as he fell forward heavily. The force sent a couple more VHS tapes tumbling off the shelf, raining down over the two of you. Neil didn’t seem to notice as he pumped into you again. 

“I wish you’d told me about this sooner,” he laughed. “You’re squeezing me like crazy; I can’t believe how turned on you get at the thought of me fucking a baby into you.”

You could barely respond, still coming down from a high that had left you shaking. Neil brought a hand to your face, cradling you as he continued to thrust, steadily picking up pace.

“I’m right here, babe,” he assured, pressing a soft kiss to your head. “Fuck, you’re so pretty like this. Can you beg?”

His request sent a jolt straight through you. The sound of his voice, slightly strained and right on the verge of cracking, almost made it seem like he should have been the one to beg you. But, then again, he hadn’t needed even a full five minutes to get you to come so hard that you still couldn't see straight.

“Neil, please,” you whined, letting go of all sense of decency.

“What d’you want me to do, baby?” he groaned.

You suddenly found yourself with both hands pinned over your head; Neil’s fingers digging into your wrists as he held them tight. He leaned all his weight into it, using his other hand to grab frantically at your hip as he picked up his pace even more. It hurt, having both arms pressed so hard into the floor, but you honestly couldn’t have cared less if it meant Neil was close.

“Fuck, Neil - want you to fill me and fuck me again and again. Want your cum so badly. Want you to-”

“Fuck!” Neil yelled.

You felt him rush to bury himself, deeper inside of you than he had ever been. His expression as he came was so twisted in agonized pleasure that it nearly knocked the wind out of you. The sensation was somehow different than you had imagined it; a wet warmth that seemed to spread through you and seep into your bones, still sore from being pushed down into the hard floor.

As he came down from his own high, Neil thrusted weakly a few more times. You felt his cum start to slip out of you, dripping down the curve of your thigh before pooling onto the carpet.

That would be awkward to explain. You hoped that it wouldn’t stain too badly.

“Holy shit, we should do that more often,” Neil breathed. He brought his hand back to your face, dragging his knuckles over your jaw as he let go of your wrists. “You okay, baby?”

“I’m… yeah,” you said dreamily, still unable to think quite straight. “Wow, Neil.”

“Yeah, I could tell you enjoyed that,” he laughed, moving inside you and shoving his cum a just little bit deeper. 

He had started to get soft, but you felt him twitch slightly at the new sensation. Your mind flashed back to earlier, when he had talked about filling you over and over again until there was no way you couldn’t get pregnant.

Neil kissed you sweetly on the lips, then pulled back to look at you. A serious expression bloomed over his face.

“Babe, do you have any other fantasies? You have to tell me if you do.” He kissed you on the nose, quickly, before continuing. “Can’t believe I almost missed out on the chance to breed your tight little cunt.”

Neil, clearly, hadn’t quite left this particular fantasy behind.

“I didn’t mean to not tell you. I just… I worried you’d think it was weird.”

“Baby, anything that drives you this wild would never be weird to me,” Neil promised. “Especially if it means I get to do this. You really do look so pretty stuffed full of cum.”

You felt your cheeks start to heat up again, and Neil pressed his lips to yours, softer this time. His tongue slipped briefly past yours, before he pulled away to look down at you. You were the first to speak.

“I really do think you’d make a good dad. Just for the record,” you said.

Neil brushed the tip of his nose over yours.

“You tryin’ to sweet talk me into doing all that again?” he teased. “Because I think we might wreck the whole store. Somebody’s gotta clean up these tapes.”

He gestured widely toward the shelf next to you, knocking over a few more cassettes in the process. 

You laughed, wrapping your arms tight around Neil’s neck as you pulled him in close for one more kiss.

#neil lewis x reader #neil lewis smut #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy smut #neil lewis #LemmyFics

[redeyerhaenyra]

I just had an idea and I think only you could do it justice. Could I possibly request a fluffy Blue x Reader where they're just laying in bed and he's promising her that he'll give her everything and just being so sweet and loving?

Fluffy Blue

Summary: Fluffy cuddling headcanons for Blue

Warnings: None, just fluff (for once)

Notes: Me? Writing fluff? Who saw this coming? (No one) thanks so much for the request nonnie xx

So imagine you're laying in bed with Blue

(What we all wish we were doing tbh)

He's so warm through his clothes... I imagine he rarely takes them off, even for sex

Still, it's no less comfortable snuggling with him

He pets your hair like a cat, murmuring sweet nothings into your ear;

"My baby.. oh my pretty doll, so beautiful.. I'd do anything for you, yknow? Anything. I'd kill for you. I have killed for you. My precious girl.. always so precious, so beautiful. All mine."

He lives for making you comfortable in moments like this- you are bundled up in the most expensive blankets

Like let's be real he probably uses half the monthly income of the Club to buy you shit

He loves seeing you all bedazzled, even in moments like these

Where he's just holding you, and your allowing yourself to be used as his emotional support plushie, basically.

Blue doesn't really trace patterns along your skin like some other folks might.. what he does like to do is squeeze

Just let him squish your hips, it'll make both of you feel better

#blue jones #blue jones x reader #blue jones sucker punch #blue jones fluff #fluff

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[lockleysfav]

UPCOMING STORIES

My heart is yours (StevenGrant x F!Reader)

Summary: Reader can’t stop drinking, when she gets herself hurt, Steven can’t bare it any longer and tells her how he feels in fear of not being able to before she may get too hurt next time. Does she stop the drinking?

i wont be another one of your mistakes (MoonKnight Boys x F!reader)

(In progress)

Summary: Marc is constantly distancing himself from you even when Steven and Jake beg Marc to see you. “You cant keep forcing us away from her” “It’s for the best” but as he is on a mission, the enemy mentions how you’re accompanied as they speak. Jake forces control and finds his way back to you. Not knowing if you’d be alive.

You are always going to be beautiful (BasilStitt x GN!Reader)

Summary: When Basil disappears, leaving you a heartfelt voice message about how much he loves you, you get worried and go to his apartment to find him passed out on the floor with a paper bag over his head.

You’re not a child (BlueJones x GN!Reader)

Summary: You have a nightmare while sleeping in Blues office due to ‘misbehaving’. Blue comes to check on you to find you making pleads for help in your sleep, he throws his ego down the drain to comfort you.

Vicious Kitty (Crazy BlueJones x F!Reader) {smut}

(in progress)

Summary: After Lennox was burnt down, youre dragged back inside a room and tied down, where Blue meets you again. When he begs for you to come back to him, you cant help the feeling inbetween your legs at the sight of his tears, When you kiss him back, he goes feral.

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[saintgoo]

Fresh blood ☆

PAIRING: Rafe Cameron x Reader

GENRE: Fluff, Strangers to Lovers

WARNINGS: Use of drugs (coke)

A/N: I wrote this thinking of reader as a black girl, but I think I didn't write her race very explicitly lmao. FIRST FIC YALL, please be nice!!

wc: 1k ★ ... masterlist ★ ... taglist

Trashy R&B echoed through the house, highlighting the atmosphere at the party. Bodies danced together in the living room without thinking about tomorrow, while Rafe took his black card out of his pocket and lined up a straight line of coke in the center of the fancy wooden table. He ran his finger across his nose in anticipation before looking at the front of the house, people coming and going all the time, but someone caught his attention.

A girl walked through the door, her eyes darting around the room before landing on Liddy, Topper's girlfriend. She opened a smile and hugged the girl as if they had known each other for years, talking about something that Rafe couldn't hear over the music and the distance between them, but he assumed they were greeting each other or something.

"Who's that?" He asked without taking his eyes off the her, her dark skin shone in the dim light of the place, her smile stood out in the crowd.

"That's [name], fresh blood." Topper muttered, taking a sip of his vodka from the bottle. "Liddy told me she came from New York. A real kook."

He murmured in understanding, going back to fiddling with his line of cocaine, not noticing when the two women came upon them. Liddy gave her boyfriend a kiss on the lips, who smiled and hugged her waist, making her sit on his lap, [name] seemed unconcerned, looking at the couple while still standing.

The redhead laughed, hugging Topper's neck and looking at the new girl. Her voice attracted Rafe's attention, who looked at the two of them and then at the girl in front of him, stopping moving the drug to get a good look at her body. "[name], this is Topper and Rafe," she pointed at the two of them, "and boys, this is [name], she moved here two days ago. She's from NY, she's the Joneses' daughter."

"Oh, so you're one of the Joneses?" Topper's voice was irritating and full of himself, you wondered why Liddy was dating him anyway. You decided not to answer him, not having much of a choice since the two of them started making out out of nowhere.

Disgusted, you took a seat next to Rafe on the couch, who was busy making another line of powder, as he had already smelled the previous one while the conversation between the three of you was going on. "Jones, huh? I recognized that pretty face of yours from somewhere..." he murmured without looking at you, finishing the line and leaning his back against the sofa in a comfortable way, taking a peek at the neckline of the girl in that white dress and finally at her eyes, "New York? What would a girl like you be doing here?"

You looked at him with a small smile on your face, watching his deep blue eyes take in your figure. “ “Let’s say I want something more exciting than tall buildings and neon lights.” You answered. Rafe, intrigued, let a soft laugh leave his lips.

The truth is that your father, William Jones, a famous big businessman on the island, had practically begged you to move in with him after you finished school, and well… here you are.

“Here you will have exciting things, for sure.” He smiled, looking away at the table, and leaned over to grab a new bottle of vodka, his knees touching yours slightly. Rafe took off the cap and took a sizable sip, offering you the bottle shortly after. "You drink?"

You didn't answer him, just took the alcohol and drank without looking away from him, who couldn't decide whether to look at your eyes or mouth. You placed the glass on the floor next to your feet, smiling and turning your attention to the dancing crowd, ignoring Rafe's intense gaze on your back as much as possible.

He sighed impatiently, running a hand through his blonde locks. “I'm tired of this place, do you wan' to leave?” He stood up, extending his hand to you. You took a quick look at the other two who were still in a makeout session and held his hand, getting up from the couch and letting him lead the way. Those two wouldn't even realize they had left after all.

Rafe decided to leave through the back doors, as the walk would be easier and faster to avoid the crowd of people near the main door. He took you through the halls still holding your hand, as if the house was his. Stepping outside, you came face to face with the garden, which at that time of night was being wet by automatic sprinklers.

He tried to go around the corner so you guys wouldn't get wet, but you were faster, letting go of his hand and going to the middle of the garden, still facing him, with a smile on your face.

You didn't know if you had this attitude because of the alcohol in your system or because of the excitement of being there with him, but you honestly didn't care at that moment. Rafe turned his eyes to you, wondering why you walked away. “Wanna do something fun?” you questioned, the artificial rain already hitting you.

The man smiled, intrigued. Approaching you slowly ignoring the water that started to wet your clothes. His gaze became even more intense with better lighting, he didn't look away from you as you unconsciously stopped walking, letting him catch up to you.

“I wanna do something fun.” he whispered when he reached you, allowing himself to place both hands on your waist to press your body to his. You put your arms around his neck smiling, caressing the back of his neck.

Putting all your courage into play, you sighed as you closed your eyes and leaned towards Rafe, who met you halfway making your lips meet. His grip on your waist tightened and you hugged his neck more, standing on tiptoe so you could kiss him.

Your clothes were soaked just like the rest of your bodies, but neither of you seemed to care, too busy taking your time in the kiss that intensified with every second. You whined still on Rafe's lips, the two of you breaking apart to catch your breath, he smiled and you smiled back.

“Maybe it’s not so bad to have a fresh blood on the island, after all”

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[pimosworld]

700 Follower Celebration Fics and Drabbles

Thank you to everyone who participated 🤍

Indicates smut-🔥

Indicates fluff-❤️

A\N- This celebration was so fun, I appreciate all your feedback and Love.

Santiago Garcia- Cupid’s arrow 🔥❤️

Dave York- Agent Cupid ❤️

Blue jones-Dress you up 🔥🔥

Chubby Frankie Morales-That’s amore ❤️

Moon Boys- Three of hearts ❤️

Steven Grant- X’s and O’s ❤️🔥

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[rosecoloreddesire]

Not A Lie ~ Elvis Presley

Summary: You could never imagine THE Elvis Presley to show up in your little diner. How can you tell your parents that…he’s your fiancé??

Note: IM BACK! I’m going to be graduating in February so I’m hoping I can get some writing out! I’m so sorry if this is a bad come back? I haven’t proofread yet! But I think it’s good 💙 missed you all so much!

Warnings: FLUFF!

“Y/N, you gotta stop lyin’! You know how much your daddy loves Elvis!” You huff out as you chase your mom around the kitchen island.

“Mama! Just listen to me! I’m being honest! I am enga-“ she put a finger to your lips as you both hear the front door unlock, opening to your daddy whistling a soft tune of Blue Suede Shoes.

“Not a word in front of him, got it?” You sigh loudly not wanting her to put you down.

“But mama! He’s comin’ ton-“ she cuts you off with an ice cold glare. You finally let it go, walking past your father to your room.

“God damn it all! Why won’t anyone ever listen to me?” The small phone in your room begins to ring, picking it up you sit on your bed. A certain southern drawl cheers you up.

“Hey there, lil’ lady. How’s my girl doin’? I’ll be there soon I promise. My parents are wantin’ us to get together and do some photos here at Graceland for the family album.” He chuckles while you heard his grandma in the back.

“Hi grandma! Um, pictures? Like engagement pictures?” You nervously hum, twirling the phone cord around your finger.

“Well, I did get you that pretty rock on your finger. And I think that means your stuck with lil’ old me, baby.” Your cheeks flush as he lowly whispers.

“I’ll see you soon. Lest your flirtin’ make my face flush!” His giggles are cut off as you hang up. Your face aglow. Your phone rings once again.

“Elvis Presley- if you don’t stop-“

“Elvis Presley?! I knew it!” Your best friend Amelia was on the other line….her screams of joy influence you to push the phone as far away from you as possible. You wince as she continues.

“Amelia Jones! You needa keep it down! What’ll you do if your mama says she won’t be gettin’ you into my mama’s salon this Thursday!” The other line dies down.

“You know your mamas the only one you can actually do my hair and make it look good!” You chuckle as she tries to explain herself.

“Yes! That’s why when I tell you the boy I’ve been datin’ all year and last year is Mr. Elvis Presley.” You state confidently as she squees softly.

“That’s why you wasn’t impressed when we saw him for the first time! You were kissin’ him!!!” Her giggles and squeals made you roll your eyes. Amelia was always into the whole romance and love at first sight tropes in the movies.

“Y/N! Get down here! Your mother and I need to have a talk with you!” You grumble and hope your mom hadn’t told your father about the whole engagement.

“Gotta go, Ames! Bye!” You hung up, smooth your skirt and make your way down the stairs.

“You know the policy we have on lyin’, young lady.” Your daddy was sitting on the couch with your mother.

“Daddy, I ain’t lyin’ to you! I really am-“ your mothers laugh breaks you off again.

“We are supposed to believe that Elvis Presley is coming tonight to meet us after askin for your hand?” She fans herself. Your mom usually was so supportive but you do have to hand it to her. This was kinda crazy.

“I ain’t! He’s really sweet! His mama and daddy are arranging a photo shoot for us to be in the Presley family album! I’m gonna be a Presley, daddy!”

“I wanna believe you but how did you even meet?”

—

“And will that be all for you today?” The man in front of you was clearly flirting as you wrote off his receipt.

“Uh actually this is gonna sound weird but are you an angel?” You rolled your eyes, waving your hand.

“Hm, I’ve actually never heard of that one but I am very aware thank you. Bye!” You spun around on your heel and grabbed a new pad and paper. You fixed your hair in the reflection of napkin holder.

“You handled that well, Darlin’.” You jump a little. The voice was low and oddly familiar. You turned with a flush to your cheeks.

“ yeah well creeps like that don’t like the word no so-“ you paused as you finally saw the person speaking to you.

“It’s a shame cause he ain’t wrong. But he forgot to say you look like a goddess.”

“You’re-“ you stuttered holding your hand to your chest.

“Your future boyfriend I hope.” You must have looked like a tomato with how warm your cheeks were getting.

“Uh- are you serious? Is this a prank?.”

“Here’s my number. Use it wisely.” And with a wink he was gone as fast as he came.

——

“I’m supposed to believe he came to our family restaurant when your mama and I were gone?” You nod desperately. You take your mothers hand and show her your ring.

“Oh my god, Y/N. That’s a real ring! How did you-“ your doorbell is going off before you can explain.

“Do you want to get that, daddy?” You ask softly, praying to whatever god that Elvis was standing at the door. He huffs as he sits up, making his way to the door.

“Afternoon- OH MY GOD. You-“ Your father brings your fiancé into a bear hug. Your father squeezes the poor boy as you giggle. Your skin flushing at the display.

“It’s really Elvis! What in the hell?” Your mom grasps your hands tightly as the boy walks into the house, more like pulled. You giggle as he finally sees you, a bit frazzled. He detaches himself from your father as he makes his way to you. His lips soft against your cheek as your body warms.

“Uh, mom, dad, this is my fiancé.” You spout awkwardly as Elvis slips his arm around you. Your father gleams with excitement.

“I understand why you didn’t ask for my blessin’, son! You can marry my daughter!” You’ve never seen your father so ecstatic in your life. Except the one time he won a ticket to see Elvis. Or the one time he heard Heart Break Hotel on the radio in his car. Huh….you are sensing a running theme…

“I really do love your daughter. It’s jus’ been rough tryin’ to get a time together to meet y’all.” He smiles boyishly at your parents. Your mom still reeling in the fact that you were telling the truth.

“D-did ya enjoy our family diner?” Your mom stutters out. You stifle laugh placing your hand over your mouth. You look at Elvis awaiting his answer.

“Of course, ma’am! Great atmosphere, great food, and even greater waitresses.” He bumps you with his shoulder as you blush.

“Well, don’t be a stranger, Mister Presley! Come on, we were just gettin’ ready for our meal!” Your father pushes Elvis to a chair at the table. You shakily sit next to him as your nerves still haven’t fully settled.

“Why our daughter?” Your breath hitches as your mom starts to plate the food.

“Lord, where do I start? She looks as if she walked right out of a Hollywood movie. An absolute starlet.” Your skin flushes as his hand drifts to your thigh.

“I wish! We met up with some of his Hollywood buddies and they were super sweet! They think Elvis has a real shot of hittin’ it big!” You smile as he laughs. His gaze focuses on you the whole time. How could he have found the most amazing thing to have come out of him having to hide from fans in a local diner? His eyes never leave your lips as you continue to sing his praises.

“I really think it’s a great idea to see you two married! Can you believe it, honey? We’d be related to the Presley’s!” Your dad claps as he excitedly dug into his food. Your mother still seems a little hesitant.

“What’s gonna stop you from chasin’ other girls around town? My daughter hasn’t even dated before you!” Your eyes widen as you take a bite of your dinner. You hadn’t really had that conversation with Elvis yet…

“I’m your first boyfriend?” You wince at his surprised tone. You turned to face him.

“Uh, yeah. I, uh, never really thought about the whole dating thing. Until you kissed me at that charity concert…I-“ his lips are soft against your cheek. Your hand shaking in his hand.

“You don’t need to explain nothin’, darlin’. Thank you so much for the lovely dinner but I best be goin’ soon I only had a it of time to spare.” He began to get up as your father rose from his seat.

“How about you go with him, sweetheart? Your mom and I are gonna have a talk about all this.” You nod, hugging him quickly. You all but ran up the stairs to get away from the tension.

“How cute. Pink really fits you.” Elvis smirks as his fingers traced your bed sheets. You scoff as you pack a small bag.

“I haven’t gotten to change my sheets since I was like 10, E. Give me a break. Do you really want to do this?” Elvis’ hand caresses your face, pushing a few stray hairs out of your face.

“I want you. Every day. Afternoon. And night. You are all I think about.” His voice just a bit above a whisper. Your eyes were heavy as you stare at his lips.

“Can I be yours forever?” His lips were soft as he pulls you close. The kiss was delicate but passionate as he grips your hair slightly.

“If you’ll let me.”

#elvis presley #elvis #elvis movie #rosecoloreddesire #elvis x reader #elvis imagine #austin butler elvis #50s elvis #elvis x you #elvis 2022 #elvis fluff #fluff

[campingwiththecharmings]

*These weren’t necessarily written and/or posted in June, but that’s when I read them 😊

(thanks for your patience with this y'all, i'm so sorry it took so long to post. working on getting july and august recs out as well ❤️)

🔥 - explicit/mature content

Star Wars

🔥For Your Entertainment (Poe Dameron x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

Gardens of Babylon (Cowboy!Din Djarin x Cowgirl!Reader) - @spacecowboyhotch (yes i'm rec-ing this again)

You Are in Love (Modern!Poe Dameron x Reader) - @alwritey-aphrodite (i will rec this every time i read a new chapter, try and stop meeee)

🔥Clandestine (Poe Dameron x F!Reader) - @the-little-ewok

🔥Good Morning (Poe Dameron x F!Reader) - @whirlybirbs

🔥favor (Poe Dameron x F!Reader) - @eyelessfaces

Rookie Mistake (Poe Dameron x F!Reader) - @groguspicklejar

🔥Never Before (Poe Dameron x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

Moon Knight

🔥Prized Possession (Marc Spector x Steven Grant x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

🔥The Best Kept Secrets - Marc's Story (dbf!Marc Spector x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

🔥Kisses on your lovers lap (Marc Spector x F!Reader) - @sweetly-yours-and-mine

🔥Let Your Fingers to the Talking (Jake Lockley x F!Villain!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

Spoiled Rotten (Marc Spector x Reader) - @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

Sprite: Savior (Marc Spector x forest nymph oc Nikini) - @spacecowboyhotch

Bubble Bath (Marc Spector x Reader) - @shewhohangsoutincemeteries

Domestic Fluff (Steven Grant x Housewife!Reader) - @xbellaxcarolinax

Fluff and Kisses with Marc (Marc Spector x Reader) - @sweetly-yours-and-mine

Her Hair Reminds Me of a Warm, Safe Place (Marc Spector x Layla El-Faouly) - @romanarose

🔥Forever Bittersweet (Marc Spector x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

🔥Please (Marc Spector x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

Spiderman: Across the Spiderverse

🔥take it (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @eyelessfaces

🔥apology (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @eyelessfaces

🔥willing to give (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @graysonshaven

🔥take my breath (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @whatthefishh

🔥burrowed under my skin (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @dameronscopilot

🔥Cállate (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @xbellaxcarolinax

🔥Impatient (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

🔥Little Bug (Yandere!Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

Every You, Every Me (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @astroboots (i haven't finished this yet but i cannot recommend this fic enough)

🔥Soothe & Sleep (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @spacecowboyhotch

🔥Wandering Hands (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @loganlermanstanaccount

tousled, stubbled, tired (Miguel O'Hara x Reader) - @eyelessfaces

🔥Virgin!Miguel w/a huge cock and fucks both of u dumb (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @xbellaxcarolinax

🔥Take It All (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @romanarose

🔥Make Me A Liar (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @groguspicklejar

🔥coming home (Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader) - @eyelessfaces

Triple Frontier

Blurring Out (Santiago Garcia x F!Reader) - @spacecowboyhotch

Being Will's Girl Would Include (Will Miller x F!Reader) - @missdictatorme

🔥Look What the Cat Dragged In (Santiago Garcia x F!Thief!Reader) - @missdictatorme

For Better, For Worse (Santiago Garcia x F!Reader) - @bullet-prooflove

The Last of Us

To the Rescue (Pre-Outbreak!Joel x F!Reader) - @romanarose

Waffle House penance (Joel Miller x F!Reader) - @softlyspector

Sucker Punch

🔥Needy Little Thing (Blue Jones x F!Reader) - @melodygatesauthor

The Two Faces of January

🔥The Oxford Comma Series (Rydal Keener x F!Reader) - @whatthefishh (will never stop rec-ing this fic ❤️)

Ex Machina

🔥heavenly praises (Nathan Bateman x F!Reader) - @leoluved

🔥old fashioned (Nathan Bateman x F!Reader) - @leoluved

🔥chase and pull (Nathan Bateman x F!Reader) - @leoluved

🔥indulge me (Nathan Bateman x F!Reader) - @leoluved

Thank you to all the wonderful writers for sharing their stories with us 🥰❤️

*For more recs, please feel free to check out my fic rec tag.

**If you’d like to have your fic removed from the list, I completely understand, just let me know

#poe dameron x reader #rydal keener x reader #santiago garcia x reader #joel miller x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #marc spector x reader #din djarin x reader #blue jones x reader #nathan bateman x reader #will miller x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #marc spector x layla el faouly #marc spector x oc #fic rec