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#i need him WHINY
moonlitkissing · 1 month
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I need my sweet boy on top of me, humping my thigh with his head buried in my neck so i can play with his hair and whisper to him how pretty he is right then
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hyewka · 4 months
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who else wanna kiss up his baby belly
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loveundrwrld · 2 months
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omg hiiiii i love ur writing smm <33 could i ask for a scenario of tanner x male reader where reader was super shy when he was bullied but years later tanner finds out he's somehow become a badass gang leader who wouldn't hesitate to beat his ex-bully up... i wonder what tanner's reaction would be to that hehe
also can i be 💖 anon? once again thank u <33
how sweet of you to say, thank you!! and to both your questions- yes, you may :) 💖 anon you shall be!
i will say, in his intro, seeing his darling act so reclusive and anxious after high school was what triggered him to rethink his actions- he wouldn't be quite as submissive towards him at first with his darling if he didn't go through that revelation. so tanner is a bit bitchy here since the "why is y/n acting like that"-> "oh no i've hurt him bad haven't i"-> "i'm in LOVE with him" process hasn't happened here.
thus, tanner is still in denial here :p and not as patient with his darling as he typically is
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yandere ex-bully x gang leader male reader
(cws: violence (not against reader), organized crime, bullying, yandere is victim blaming, stalking)
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tanner thought about you more often than he would ever care to admit. the shy, nervous boy he met in school who would cower from him like a scared puppy. something about you just made his hackles rise- he felt strange every time he'd seen you mumble and blush around him.
the strange feeling was annoyance, surely. you had been asking for attention, looking and acting the way that you did. you were always so shy and deferential around other people, always going along with being the butt of the joke. it was only natural that you were picked on a little.
but he'd matured since high school. he knew that bothering people and playing pranks on them was immature, no matter if you were basically asking for it. and if he'd seen you now he's sure you two would be polite and civil. you'd simply laugh and agree with him that he was a dick, and then you two could be best friends.
... or something. it wasn't like he thought about what meeting you again would be like.
and it was normal for people that went to the same high school to want to be curious about what their fellow past classmates had been up to, so he'd done some simple digging on you out of curiousity. nothing out of the ordinary. but you'd seem to have gone completely off the map, he'd not been able to find anything about you.
he was agitated that he couldn't learn more. he was worried for your safety, was all. i mean, you never posted anything online. for all he knew you could be dying or something. it was natural that he'd feel anxious right now.
but, he simply had to give up. he'd been trying to approach it from different angles, but he'd accepted that he'd reached a dead end.
except... until now. he was idly slouched over on the couch in front of his television, the news on as background noise. then, he perked up when he saw a familiar face come up on the screen.
it was your face that was glaring into the camera with a look of pure hatred, one that you certainly didn't have when he knew you.
good lord, what the hell happened to you?
"suspected gang activity in eastcliff- residents beware," the graphic read at the bottom of the screen.
he rushed to his laptop, wanting to check the arrest records for your shared state. he hadn't even considered this when he was looking up where you had been, it would have never have occurred to him that you would have gotten yourself in that much trouble.
and once the full report had loaded up? yes, it seemed that you actually were a criminal. you were arrested on a few charges but they got mysteriously dropped due to "unforeseen circumstances."
you hadn't been convicted of any felony charges yet, but he could tell that you were indeed involved in organized crime... somehow. and quite awfully high up in it, if you had corrupt police officers helping you escape any justice at all. it would have seemed like a laughable idea to him before, but he couldn't argue with what was right in front of him.
tanner scrunched his face up, his mind feeling blank from shock. how could this have happened? how could someone like you end up with such an... exciting life? how could you have turned out even more dangerous than him? his mouth felt dry, as a sense of bitterness seeped into him.
he didn't even know how to see what you were up to, to see why you turned out the way you did. surely you must have been forced into it. you couldn't have changed so much so fast otherwise. you were just a puppet with a nice face for the real people on top, obviously.
he felt a bit of bitter agitation, and tapped his leg as he thought. he couldn't live his whole life in mystery. he needed to know more about you.
there was one thing he could try...
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it seems that his gambit to getting information about you had got your attention.
though, nothing could have prepared him from seeing you in front of him. you glared at him fiercely, your face so close to his that he felt your hot breath on his skin.
the eyes that used to be wide and quivering when you were younger were now narrowed and sharp. all he could see was the ice cold rage on your face. it was disorienting, to you someone shift into such a completely different person that you were nearly unrecognizable.
from a little puppy of a boy... to a fearsome wolf.
"of all the things you could do, tanner, you called my mother? don't you dare fuck with her," you growled at him, tugging hard at his shirt.
since when did you get balls? he felt that bubbling uneasy feeling he used to get whenever you were around him... only this time, it was stronger. he didn't like how this new you was effecting him.
you seemed much more dangerous than he was... and he didn't like it. wasn't it him who used to intimidate you? whatever happened to that?
he tried to laugh back at you, trying to stuff away any strange urges his brain was throwing at him.
"oh, come on- y/n, fuck with her? you're acting like i was trying to hurt her or something. i just called her. listen i know i was kind of a dick but really, you're making me out as the bad guy here and-"
you clocked him, hard on his temple. tanner stopped rambling and let out a small groan, the sharp throbbing pain causing him to fall down to one knee.
he opened his mouth to talk, but before he could say anything, you were already leaning down in his face.
"i don't want to hear from you ever again, you piece of shit. don't call or talk to me or my mother if you want all of your limbs intact. you may not know this, but i'm a big deal around here now. do not fuck with me," you say, your voice thick with anger.
for some reason... it felt like sparks and butterflies were running through him. something snapped inside his brain, connecting things. it occurred to him sudden why he had always felt so strange about you, why he was so obsessed with you.
you were hot. and this new you? strangely, he didn't dislike it at all.
"... got it," he said, breathily.
though, he didn't intend on keeping his promise.
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icarus-star · 6 months
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guyyssss clement was literally so cute why does nobody talk about him :(((
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jaime lannister enjoyers are fascinating creatures to me because there is exactly four types of them with no overlaps between them. i‘ve never seen a jaime stan who wasn’t invested in him in more than one of these four very specific ways. every jaime enjoyer is either a jaime azor ahai and valonquar truther who thinks that he is grrm‘s magnum opus, a middle aged white woman who just thinks nikolaj coster waldau is hot, a self diagnosed sigma who wildly misinterprets him as a character and views jaime lannister as the very picture of desirable masculinity, or an insane teenage girl who writes the best and deepest analysis of him you’ve ever seen but also regularly refers to jaime as a poor little meow meow and as so deeply pathetic it makes him fuckable again.
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hyunip · 4 months
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NOW ME PERSONALLY!!!
I think choso would have full straight lips. Pretty, pink, kissable lips fr. SUCCULENT. They turn red after you pull away from a little kissing session and his eyes are glossy with tears and his head is spinning after your lips leave his.
UGH and him just begging for more?! Grabbing a hold of your hands and trying to pull you in for more with his brows upturned and eyes shimmering in the light of the living room. "Baby please... Just a peck, i promise" he whined, gently tugging your hands, trying to pull you closer to him. He wanted it so bad. The gentle feeling of your lips pressing against his own full ones. It was undeniably adorable watching him beg just for your lips. This was the only way you wanted to see him beg. The only thing you wanted to hear him begging for. You smiled widely at his current actions, staring at him with a loving look in your eyes "Choso you're being too rough," you chuckled, pulling your manicured hands out of his own. He sniffled and huffed at the sting sound of your words "I promise I'll be gentle--just one more, please" he pleaded and pleaded. He had no intention of giving up until he got what he wanted. And after all of the begging, you just couldn't resist the look he gave you; Those usually low and tired eyes now looking at you slightly wide and glossy with tears, his nose and cheeks a bit red from the recent makeout session and his bottom lip wet with his saliva and poking out, making a pouty face. And finally the answer he longed to hear fall from you lips, came out "Fine. Just one more--and be gentle." You said sternly. Scooting closer in front of him on the couch and leaning in to kiss him. Until he snatched you closer and smashed his plush lips into yours roughly and happily. Groaning hungrily into the kiss.
You smiled knowing he wasn't going to follow a single thing you said.
TRUST! CHOSO IS DEF THE TYPE TO BEG FOR STUFF LIKE THIS
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foursaints · 5 months
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triangulating some evan rosier thoughts
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whiskingskin · 7 days
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Maximus, Thaddeus and Dane. The tboys
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freak-accident419 · 2 months
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I feel the need to baby Derek. Like i feel like he’s all tough on the outside and everything but once he gets a partner he would be like so babied and everything ugh
update: the fic is out now!!!
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medi-bee · 1 year
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pe0ple3ater · 2 months
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hmmm… creeper hybrid mike…
i’m thinking about how electricity would have a much more pleasurable effect on him than painful, what with charged creepers and all… it would be like a little burst of dopamine (or pleasure) depending on how/where it’s used…
that, combined with the fact his soulmates last name is TAZER? yeah… yeah. body worship (i adore your chubby mike post more than life itself, put some meat on that man’s bones) and electricity…
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Okay, I've never written this type of kink before but it was so good I had to finish it today. Thank you for your service o7
Mike likes to indulge Pac.
He likes making his soulmate happy; he likes it when Pac likes things. It's also a bonus when he gets something out of it.
Mike is laid back in their bed, hands tied above his head with a lapful of Pac. He's unsure what Pac has planned, but he doesn't mind either. Pac asked to dom him, so Mike let him. He relaxes against the sheets and closes his eyes. Pac's been feeling him up for a bit now. Hands exploring the dips and curves of his body, squeezing at his stomach and sides, nails digging into skin and making Mike hum softly. It's nice, a pleasant background, and a hum of pleasure. Mike can feel how wet Pac is through his boxers.
See, Mike's hybrid nature means that electricity has a pleasurable effect on him, naturally reacting to the promise of power that it brings. Mike groans softly and jerks again as Pac presses the tip against his side, laughing at his reaction. His dick twitches, and he takes a shaky breath.
He's starting to get a little bored when the first shock comes.
It shoots through his body, making him tingle and jerk in response. The pure rush of energy, of power. His eyes fly open and land on the device in Pac's hand; it's a low-energy tazer. Something Mike developed himself, made to send light shocks through livestock and mobs to get them to go where they needed to go. Mike swallows hard, Pac's got a sweet smile on his face, and Mike knows that means he's in for it.
"Feels good, Mikey?" Pac mumbles, grinding down on Mike's half-hard dick and shuddering at the feeling. Mike pouts at Pac and grinds his hips up, rubbing just right against Pac's little dick. Pac gasps and rests his hands on Mike's chest to catch his breath.
"Feels good, Paccy?" Mike growls, and Pac pushes himself up. He shifts until he's settled between Mike's legs and grins at him, eyes dilated and dangerous. Mike's body reacts on instinct, heating up and sending blood rushing straight to his dick.
Pac taps the toy a few times against Mike's right inner thigh, and with every zap, Mike is gasping and twitching. Pac is loving it. Mike can feel his arousal seeping through their link, making Mike's head feel fuzzy.
Mike isn't reactive naturally. He likes to be in control. He's rarely the one who's a gasping, whining mess. Of course, the exception is always with Pac. Pac knows him more than he knows himself. Knows every way to drag noises and reactions out of Mike.
Mike breathes, gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes closed as Pac presses the tip meanly against the left thigh, close to his groin. Mike pulls at the binds around his wrists, and Pac coos softly, condescendingly. He drags the toy's tip down Mike's chest, making his back arch. He whines, and Pac leans down to chase the line of burning pleasure with his tongue. Mike cusses softly and his hips twitch up eagerly.
"It's good?" Pac mumbles, pressing kisses down Mike's body, surprising him every few seconds with little zaps. Mike's brain is mush, he can't do anything but pant and moan under Pac. He nods and moans when Pac presses a hand to his dick at the same time he shocks him. Mike nearly cums right there.
"Pac-"
"You look so pretty, Mike, I just want to keep you here," he mumbles, squeezing at Mike's thigh. He spends some time leaving hickies and bite marks across Mike's pecs, trailing down a bit to his stomach and sides. Mike loves it, the careful worship and appreciation. He's so hard that every shift of Pac's hand on his dick makes him worry he's going to cum in his boxers like a teenager. Mike has a sneaking suspicion that's Pac's plan. Pac lifts his head and smiles, sitting up and tapping the toy lightly across Mike's chest, following the blueprint left by his mouth.
Mike's eyes fall closed, lost in the spiking pleasure. He's dripping a sizable wet spot in his boxers, squirming and moaning unabashedly. It's what Pac wants.
Suddenly, the pleasure is overwhelming. Mike's vision whites out. Mike gasps, and his eyes fly open; Pac's got the damn thing pressed against his dick; it's intense even through his boxers. Mike moans like a bitch and cums, twitching and digging his nails into his palms to try and lessen the intensity.
"Son of a bitch!" Mike yelps, kicking out as Pac keeps the fucking thing there. Pac laughs and lets up for a second, Mike drags a shaky breath in and lays his head back. He's shaking, body still jerking and twitching through the aftershocks. His boxers are wet and sticky, his ears are ringing. Pac's mouth is on him again, hands digging into his sides and squeezing. As Mike's brain slowly comes back online, he realizes that Pac is straddling his thigh, grinding desperately. Mike shudders and presses his leg up, making Pac moan and press his face against Mike's chest.
Pac cums with a whimper of Mike's name, nails biting into his skin and legs squeezing around Mike's thigh. Pac pushes himself up and laughs softly.
"You're such a bitch" Mike grumbles, voice raw, as Pac leans over him to untie his hands. Pac laughs and leans down to kiss Mike. Mike kisses back, using his newly freed hands to tangle in Pac's hair and hold him still. Pac goes pliant in his hands, and Mike groans softly against his lips.
"You liked it, though, right? It wasn't too much?" Pac asks softly, looking down at Mike with big, concerned eyes. Mike scoffs, kissing Pac again and sitting up. He's still shaky, his body reacting to the electricity as well as the adrenaline from the orgasm.
"Yeah, Pac, it was really good. Perfect," Mike mumbles, running a hand through his hair and fixing his glasses that'd fallen askew. Pac grins and goes to grab a clean pair of boxers for Mike.
Mike watches him go, and he plots.
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icarus-star · 10 months
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I need more Dan content. So can you please do a sub Danny Cooper x dom female reader with a mommy kink and overstimulating. There is literally no Dan content on this app and I really love your writing. Also you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.
good boy | danny cooper <3
a/n: hello, dear anon! sorry if i got this out a bit late, ive been a little busy. i really like this concept, so i hope i did well :3
@spookyorchid
18+ content ahead, pure and absolute filth!!please don't read unless your comfortable with that!!
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the way he would whine and call you mommy is like no other..
you giving him a hand job or having a vibrater up against the tip of his cock after making him cum four times already, there are tears streaming down his face and he's probably drooling a bunch too :P
"ah- mommy! fuck.. please-! i-i'm gonna- ah!!"
he's just so loud!
but if you need your sweet boy to be quiet, you can always shove two of your fingers in his mouth and have him suck on them :3
or if your riding him, have him suck on your tits! he would love to do that for you, plus he wouldn't be thinking straight anyways, so he'd do anything in the moment
you make him cum so many times that at some point, his orgasms are almost completely dry, other than the tears running down his face
wipe away the tears for him, tell him he's doing such a good job for you, then give him one more good orgasm <3
and he squirms and moves around so much! he will not stop moving around, his cock is just so sensitive because of how you've been treating him
not that he's complaining about it
aww and tie him up!!
have his hands tied together with a silk ribbon, so gently, but so very tightly
oh, and he whimpers so loudly at you kissing his delicate cock
and the way he'll become so hard so quickly from just the right praise!! ^_^
all you have to do is call him your good baby boy for cumming so much for you and leave a couple kisses in between his thighs
how about you sit on his face while he has a cock ring on?
he'll lick your clit and eat you out, making you cum while he's so close to cumming again, he'll wanna start sobbing :(
but by the end of everything, his hair is all disheveled, he's sweaty and his breathing is all over the place as he's looking up at you, just wanting a moment to calm himself down
please let this sweet boy get the rest he deserves, he'll be so so sleepy afterwards <3
a/n: hehe, im pretty proud of this one actually 🤭 i was rewatching intruders while writing this, to help get my brain flowing... ahhhgg he's such a mess
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kaedescara · 8 months
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gojo uses you to fuck himself dumb
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whalehouse1 · 1 month
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I’m just going to say it. Nightwing should not have a solo series. He should have a Brave and the Bold with how many people in universe like him and how big of a group his friends and family is.
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paperlovesadness · 6 months
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Very much in no way am I realistically hoping for anything TLSP-related to come out of this because.......
1) Well just doesn't seem like that would be causally announced on a random Tuesday.
2) Miles is still mid-album promotion and tour in a way. Would distract from that WAY too much
3) It also makes no sense timing-wise with how busy the boys were recently.
And yet....... Did I immediately try & go search for any sort of connection between this Max and Paddy's Road to Nowhere show and the Puppets? Yes. Yes I did. Because I'm a hopeless hoper I guess (yes the oxymoron was intentional)
(I found nothing)
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