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ermespop · 1 year
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Thinking about atsumu who needs to throw himself all over your couch every time he comes over, and every single time makes a mess out of your livingroom. with all the cushions scattered on the floor, throwing his sock-covered feet on the livingroom table, munching on chips while scrolling on his phone, blasting music like there's noone else in miles. and you let him. and you make sure to throw yourself beside him just as messy. you enjoy every single minute that he spends at your place, and after hours of spending time together doing every and other thing, he leaves. and you dust off the couch, pick up cushions, clean up the table, throw the trash away, all while humming to the tunes that his phone played not long ago. knowing very well that, as long as you keep being friends with him you'll have to clean up again just the same, time and time again.
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d0not-disturb · 7 months
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Here *throws this at you* god buttercups and click for better quality!
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Here is a lineup🔥
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Why is scar so shaky 🔥🔥🔥 procreate sucks boothole 😔
Btw they are all gay🔥🔥and in LOVE
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murdrdocs · 3 months
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Babe. Babe. Babe. I’m ovulating and it shows BUT. I’m thinking SO heavy abt how in MULTIPLE of ur luke fics you comment on his desire to cum inside, knowing damn well he can’t/that he’ll be able to talk her into it one day and it WONT leave my brain alone. I need a fic where reader finally lets him. I’m gnawing at the bars of my enclosure as I type this. down horrendously. send help.
creampie; MDNI – i did not realize that I did this that often erm
if he hadn't have told you verbally, with the way luke is fucking you, you would've been able to figure out what his goal was.
it was one he recently set, having been given permission by you, coupled with extremely enthusiastic consent.
truthfully, it was about time.
all of those sessions where you would see him staring longingly at your cunt after he fucked it, as if he were expecting something else to happen. all of those nights where he would hesitate before putting on a condom, plump lips parting as if he prepared to ask a question, and then promptly closing as he decided against it.
it all led to this: luke finally fucking you raw, leading himself to an orgasm that would make it all worth it.
he has you in a mating press, as if he needed to amplify his intentions even more.
the tops of your thighs pressed against your chest, your ankles and calves thrown over his shoulders, the position spreading you open to give luke access to the deepest parts of you.
he keeps mentioning it, clearly as entranced by it all as you are. little breaths of "so deep" and borderline gasps of "you feel me?" spoken into the stiff air.
you really aren't much better. the ferocity of his hips, the hunger behind each thrust, has made you go dumb. you can only respond in pornographic "yes"'s and "mhm"'s every so often. all of your energy and sense has gone to the feeling of luke driving himself in and out of you like you're nothing but a pocket pussy.
he'd already made you cum once, and another is steadily approaching. it comes closer and closer as you realize that luke is using your body.
it arrives when luke tells you he's about to cum, since you know what that means.
somehow, your brain begins to function and words form.
"please, luke. please cum in me. i need it so bad."
you sound desperate, like something out a video curated perfectly to appease audiences. but that's just how luke has made you feel. that's what he's done to you.
he presses one of your legs further down into your chest and begins to roll his hips into yours, abdominal muscles going taut as his eyelids lower to watch it all happen.
"'m close, baby. just a little..." he lets the sentence tailor off without a complete ending but its not necessary. not when his hips twitch and then still and then finally, he's spurting cum into you.
it's a foreign feeling, but in the best possible way. warm and wet, copious amounts, more than you would've expected. you think you felt him fill you out a little more for a second, but you can't even begin to consider that whenever luke pulls out and his cum follows.
you barely mourn the emptiness before luke's speaking to you.
"did so well, angel. but i need one more thing from you." he lowers your legs, kisses the tops of your calves. "push it out 'f me. need to see it, angel."
you do as told, letting his cum drip out and encouraging it a little with your last remnants of energy. luke's breath hitches, and then you flinch when his fingers probe at your entrance.
he apologizes in a soft whisper but continues his exploration. thick fingers sliding in his cum, smearing it over your cunt. when he gets up to your clit, teasing the bud with the newly added slip, you say his name. it's meant to be a warning, but it comes out more as a plea.
either way, he still chuckles through his halfhearted apology.
"can't help it," he reasons.
"just look so pretty with my cum leaking out of you."
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beforeimdeceased · 19 days
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ellie hitting it from the back and you're just completely in subspace, taking everything's she's giving you completely blissed out and brainless:))
nsfw! — ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —
omg the way she’d be fucking you so good you’d only be able to see stars. you’ll actually be drooling and brain dead like a cock drunk dummy lmao. her hand on the back of your neck keeping you steady while she hits your weak spot over and over and over again. you’ve forgotten what it’s like to not have her stuffing your walls. other hand gripping the plump flesh of your ass so hard you’re sure that it’ll leave a bruise. the kind you look at in the mirror that sends memories rushing to your stomach.
speaking of stomachs, she’s fucking you so deep you’re positive she’s blending your guts. turning you into a pleasure smoothie. and you feel like fucking jello because it’s all too much. you’re so gone you can’t even hear her talking to you. “you’re taking me so well. you can barely respond. fuck, can you hear that? you’re so fucking wet for me.”
and then she slows down. slow, hard thrusts. one after the next making you grip the sheets and stuff your face into the mattress. all while’s she’s got the stupidest smirk on her face. (probably thinking about how next time she’s gonna fuck you in front of a mirror and make you watch yourself become her cock slut.)
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ralvezfanatic · 1 day
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✮ Making Spencer cockwarm you after he's been a brat all day, teasing you in work, pushing your buttons, purposely ignoring you, everything
✮ Spencer begging you to fuck him as he sits on you, needing you to touch him, to fuck him, to ruin him
✮ Ignoring him while hes on you, paying no attention to his begging and whines
✮ Spencer trying to be good for you and sit still while desperately wanting to be fucked, but struggling so bad because you fill him up so well
✮ Him growing needier and hornier with each second passing by, but you still don't pay attention to him
✮ Spencer having enough and grinding himself on you, trying to get a reaction so you'd pay attention to him, punish him, just anything.
✮ Grabbing his hips to stop him as you scold him, telling him to stop being such a brat before he regrets it
✮ Spencer whining as you hold him still, happy your hands are at least on him but still desperate for more
✮ "I'll do anything, please, just fuck me. Please, sir?"
✮ "Anything?"
✮ Taking him to the bedroom, slowly fucking him, barely giving him what he wants
✮ Going as slow as you can at first, him under you whining even more but trying to be patient and good
✮ Suddenly going faster and harder until he's begging for you to slow down, suddenly being overwhelmed by how much he's getting after getting so little
✮ Spencer quickly cumming all over his stomach, but you don't stop or slow down, keeping up your fast pace
✮ "A-ah, slow down, too much!"
✮ "Didn't you want this? Didn't you want me to fuck you?"
✮ "Please, it's too much, I can't.."
✮ "You said you'd do anything baby.. taking this is everything"
✮ Fucking him until he's overstimulated and crying, cumming all over himself again, yet you're still not stopping
✮ Him crying and babbling nonsense, trying to beg you to stop but barely letting out anything coherent
✮ "Too.. mmm. Y/N! Please.. Can't. A-ah.. no, no, please."
✮ Finally finishing, and cumming inside him as he cums one last time with a cry
✮ Pulling out and laying next to him while he lays on the bed, spent and exhausted
✮ "You learned your lesson baby?"
✮ "What lesson?
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fatuismooches · 6 months
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There's just something really cute about being the segments' firsts. Their first hand-holder, first kiss, first hug, first date. They all have memories of you from which their creator imbued into them, but they didn't actually do those things with you. It's not their specific memories. It was merely Prime's memories from that stage of his life with you. So, in reality, they're all kind of... sad little clones who haven't felt the touch of love in their entire lives. Solely fulfilling their duty as one of Prime's segments. The affection they remember never actually being experienced by them personally. The feelings never actually felt by them.
The younger segments especially get more worked up about it. Especially when they see you being so blatantly affectionate with Prime. Oh, how they wish that could be them. That you could give them the time of day too. It ends up frustrating them to the point where they nearly break equipment in the process. The older segments are more aware of their place, so they don't show their urges much outwardly, but that doesn't mean they aren't disappointed.
When you finally get comfortable enough around them, they're tripping over themselves to figure out how to persuade you best so that you'll spend them with them instead of the other segments. So that they'll receive lots of kisses and your attention will solely be on them, for the first time since their creation date. (Would you care to join me in dissecting a body, dearest? No, [Name] would much prefer to examine Ruin Guards with me! As if. They would much rather help me out in the lab instead.)
Once you give them a taste of what you have to give, there's no going back. Because the thing about being their firsts, is that they'll demand for you to be their seconds, thirds, and fourths as they truly can't be enough. They might suffocate you, but you'd like that, wouldn't you? You have two hands, shoulders, a lap, a back, and more for a reason!
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antirepurp · 1 year
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i love jojo stone ocean i love how jolyne is so fucking angry over the injustices she faces and i love how it's not portrayed as a feature that corrupts her but instead one that empowers her i love how the reader roots for her cause and she comes off as the good guy while beating her enemies to smithereens i love how she stands on her own in all her fights and puts her own self on the line for the sake of her friends and how that very same kindness and care in her heart was the exact cause of her own downfall i love how despite her anger she refuses to kill those who in her opinion don't deserve it and bottles up all that rage to unleash it against pucci in the very end i love how she bears a grudge against alligators and envies snails and what that says about her as a person i love that she's tough but so full of humanity and glee and has a burning passion for life and staying alive and living against every odd that is put in her way i love the growth she goes through and how much she trusts her friends when she needs them and how it doesn't retract anything from her character and only makes it that much more full and humane i love her silly-string stand
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meerlichts · 1 month
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A Stranger On Coruscant
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"I'm not going back," Fox hisses.
"Sweetheart, you don't really have much of a choice in the matter," Quinlan says. "Your mind has been messed with. You quite literally need to talk to us."
"I don't think my mind has been messed with," Fox says. After a moment he adds: "Why aren't they taking Thire?"
"Thire told us everything he knew already. You're the only one staying loyal to the old fuck."
"The Chancellor is a good man," Fox says. "You wouldn't understand."
Quinlan raises an eyebrow.
Or: Quinlan Vos discovers that the Chancellor may be affiliated with the Separatists. This doesn't make anything better for Fox.
Note: this fic IS entirely written and I’ll post one chapter a week, starting with the first real chapter March 30th, then every Saturday after that!
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yujinslovr · 6 months
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pookie im so obsessed with lakers kkura,, i can't stop thinking abt being the trophy gf of basket player sakura 😔😔
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NO IM A WARRIORS FAN BUT IM OBSESSED W LAKERS KKURA TOOOO.
omg but omg her showing you off at every game, making it clear that she has such an insanely hot gf🤭🤭🤭 OMG WAIT EXIBITIONISM W KKURA???
she js wants to show you off to everyone :(( forcing you onto your knees in the locker rooms during half time…. she obviously knows that literally any one of her teammates could walk in at any moment, but in her eyes that’d be best case scenario🤭
“we literally have less than 15 minutes, can’t we js do this after the game?”
omg she’d def say sum shit like “i wont be able to focus for the rest of the game if you don’t🙁” GRRR GUILT TRIPPING TO THE MAXXXX IDCCCCC
you wouldn’t want to be the reason she looses this game, so ofc you js had to help her out…
no but omg what if like mid blowjob someone does walk in, seeing you on your knees w kkura all the way in your throat… omg she def wldnt stop, your hands on her hips trying to push her off but obvi she’s stronger, she’s literally a nba player.
omgomg and if it’s yunjin who walked in???? HOLYYYYY IM LOOSING MY MINDDD😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 no and then now yunjin also has an uncomfortable tent in her pants and she js can’t play like that :((( so obvi you do what any good person wld, you pull down her shorts and start stroking her shaft while your mouth is still working kkura.
no and then the coach comes in screaming for them to come out bcz the games abt to start and he js sees you on your knees covered in cum while yunjin and kkura are tucking themselves back into their shorts🫠🫠🫠
them both leaving you alone there covered in their cum to go back out and win, AND BEST BELIVE THEY PLAYED BETTER THAN THEY EVER HAD BEFORE‼️‼️
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jamieenthusiast · 1 year
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GUESS WHAT I JUST FOUND OUT
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kazumist · 7 months
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alhaitham has been thinking of a specific question lately.
have you been thinking about him?
because in his case, you've been on his mind more than you could ever know. he wonders about the smallest things—have you eaten lunch yet? what could you be doing right now? it's all silly, really. to think that alhaitham, the acting grand sage, is actually spending time lost in his thoughts about a certain someone.
but what can he say? you ultimately became his weakness in a blink of an eye.
it's insane—fascinating even that you had such an effect on a man like alhaitham. that you unknowingly have this ability to make him stop what he's currently doing just to look at you.
yet no matter how much he wonders, reminisces, and smiles at the thought of you, it's not that he knows it's reciprocated. because who is he for you to do the same?
and so he wonders again: do you think about him the same way he does?
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ermespop · 1 year
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Hi, I'm Sanam!! Could u do some Kei Tsukishima x fem! reader headcanons and kinda just what u think dating him would be like? You can ignore this if you want though.
Heya, Sanam !!! well this is gonna be sum,, whenever I think of tsuki i have the sudden urge to knee his kneecaps... I just wanna see him falling n make fun of him ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯
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something every tsukishima x reader HCS have in common is that at first he is always in denial, and you know what? all of 'em are right
but that's not relevant here and now
dating him.. dating... h i m ok well
y'all are sarcastic, w eachother and the rest of the world. y'all are a menace
bickering. all. the. time.
strawberry shortcake is a theme
ever since you found out that's his favorite pastry you've been getting him it every once in a while along with stuff that resembles it
also applies to dinosaurs
imagine his keychain having a strawberry and dinosaur charms plsss that's so cute😭
dino stickers everywhere. everywhere
Grrrr museum dates Grrrr
y'all would take time to visit the exhibits that interest you both
i really can't get over tag teaming some1and roasting them w him... aaah~ love is lovely, lovely love 🥰
if you go to a different school the other 1st years would probs never find out you're dating (sans yama)
if you don't... they'll pester you to convince tsuki to do stuff
cuz he may be able to say no to you, but will he ever? hmmm, no he won't 😋
akiteru is the wooooorst he's always making fun of y'all. really what's gotten into him 😭
tsuki in one knee tying your shoelaces
akiteru: omg SAY YES, SIS‼️
but he does it with luv 🫶 (love for embarrassing you)
y'all have this thing where you'll watch a movie and roast every single actor's performance
like "his voice is so monotonous is he acting or directing a funeral" "the female lead could've rejected the job offer if she was gonna look like that the whole time"
one time your self deprecating humor got a little too much for tsukishima and he started getting concerned, it all ended in a heart to heart and a cuddling session so good on you ig
y'all outfits slap
you're like your guys photographer and social media manager
your guys intas look more like fanpages of eachother with how much you post candids
overall rate for tsukishima kei is A for Amazing boyfriend
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author's note: i might just give up on following a format fr... also this took mo se long i really didn't know what to write. I'm not really happy with this but i'll get over it so yeh
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zedif-y · 8 months
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there are times i catch myself wondering. about love, about companionship.
i search for love in the places it makes sense to look: tucked under my pillow, in the laughter in your throat. in my mother's eyes.
i search for love where i'm told it's supposed to be. i search the depths of my pockets, the deepest corners of my wallet, slipped between loose change. i search for love between my teeth.
i search for love where i do not expect it to be, the places where it may never reach. i find a towel, and cover the mirror in shame.
the thing about love is that it is everywhere you think to look and everywhere you don't.
the thing about love is that you will never know what it looks like all of the time- it stretches, changes, molds itself like clay.
so the next time i search i find more of it, enough that i am drowning, enough that i wonder how i had missed it at all.
love sits in the reflection of my best friend's glasses, in the lines of my cousin's sketches, in the camera-snap of my friends. love is stitched into my dresses and wedged into my boots, written on my skin. love is in puddles and handwritten notes and little faces doodled into notebooks.
so there are times i catch myself wondering, and there are times i catch myself smiling:
i know where love lies, i think to myself, warmth in my chest. i don't even need to look.
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murdrdocs · 8 months
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thinkin abt messy audible sex w stiles
It’s like your senses are heightened, the ability to take in absolutely every single thing happening around you a new addition to your usual life. Maybe, if you weren’t in these specific circumstances, you would be a little freaked out. Heart racing for another reason, a different type of overstimulation seeping into your body and sending you running instead of chasing the sensations. 
But with Stiles above you, left hand pressed into the pillow under your head, right hand gripping your bare hip like his life depends on it, you’re able to use your enhanced-like senses to your advantage. You’re able to smell the remnants of Stiles’ cologne and your perfume as your combined sweat washes it off, replacing the traditionally pleasant scents with untraditionally aromatic smells of sex. You’re able to feel Stiles’ silky soft hair under your fingertips, and the easy way his cock slides in and out of your welcoming walls. But most of all, you’re able to hear the sound of you and Stiles together, the wet squelch of your cunt taking his inches with each thrust, the near silence of the refusal to let him go as he pulls back. 
When you’d first started a couple of orgasms ago, you could barely hear all of that, your moans and Stiles’ praises drowning the sound out. Then after your third orgasm, you’d gone silent, your euphoria rendering you speechless, soundless even. It’s then that you could hear it all, Stiles noticing first as he shushed you with a just as audible kiss. 
“Listen to that. You hear that?” He waited for your response, amber eyes flickering between each of yours. When you did hear it, mouth dropping a little as your eyes hazed over, he smirked, a curt amused chuckle falling from his lips before he kissed you once more. “Making fuckin’ music, baby.” 
Usually, Stiles fucked you with as least some sort of percision, some technique that he'd picked up which always made you mess. But you were already a mess, and Stiles' style of fucking you tonight was messy. Uncoordinated thrusts that had you wanting more and less. Fingers added along with his cock, the slightest stretch having you seeing stars. Circling your clit and spitting on it and even fucking speaking to your cunt. He's like a different person.
You were fucking gushing around him, a product from the first orgasm Stiles had given you with his fingers, then the second with his tongue, and the impending third from his cock. You’ve been in a position similarly to this one before, but your abundance of arousal was unusual, probably an effect of Stiles’ new haircut and particularly cocky attitude today. 
Both had you wanting him more than usual, trying to keep your hormones subdued even though it made them worse. Pretending like you didn’t want Stiles eventually had you pressing yourself against him when you were alone, close to begging for him to touch you but you’d never have to beg Stiles, he thinks it’s a privilege to have you like this. 
To him, his form of heaven is bringing you to the edge again and again. It’s why he’s bolstering right now, chattier than usual as he praises you for even being this wet for him. It starts off as praise, and it starts with him talking to you, but then you feel as if he’s talking more to himself. 
“So, so good for me, sweetheart. You don’t even know what you do to me, do you? Think about you all day. My girl. Letting me treat her like a little slut. Don’t even know what to do with myself most of the time. Can’t do anything but jack off, thinking about how good you taste, how good you feel.” 
And as much as you like hearing Stiles talk, you just need to hear what the two of you sound like a little more. So you bring him down to you, nails digging into his scalp to silence him even as you push your lips to his. Then, you pull back enough to speak to him, a commanding, “listen” let out into the air. 
Stiles smiles against your lips, and then he listens.
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ninja-turdel · 2 months
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I CANT STOP
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starrynightnight · 11 months
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okay miguel enjoyers,, heres my fanfic pitch, give me ur thoughts or steal em idc
reader is from an universe where theyr married to miguel, but instead of miguel becoming the spiderman, reader becomes the spiderperson instead.
heres the good part. miguels alchemax transformation still happens, but instead of becoming spiderman, he actually mutates into a spider monster, and reader unknowingly kills their husband (not unlike how gwen had to kill her peter wink wink)
heres the better part. reader is hearbroken and grieving and becomes vengeful- they have blood on their hands and godd i just wanna write about how reader is so fucked up after losing the love of their life and also having to serve the same city that took him ughhh-
heres the best part. an anomaly appears in readers universe and ofc baddie miguel comes to clear it up. they meet and theyr kinda like 'hm you kinda remind me of someone'. miguel recognizes reader from the universe he tried to have a family in, reader obv recognizes miguel as their husband,, and things just kinda snowball from there
look guys my main point is i wanna write an angst/comfort fic okay, let them heal i say
sex is great but have you ever bared your old scars in front of someone you thought lost forever? nuh uh didnt think so
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