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laiiaaa · 7 months

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DILF CARMY PLEASE

(18+) thinking abt this so hard. having two little ones and he’s just the best husband you could ask for. fucking each other late at night to show appreciation <3

He’d been driving you crazy lately. Not in a bad way, necessarily—but you couldn’t focus when he was around, him being all buff-armed and tattooed and such a good father. A good dad. Taking his girls to school, learning to braid for them (and for you, so you didn’t have to do it every time), packing their lunches, shimmying pink sparkly shoes onto tiny feet, reminding you every day how much he loves you and the family you’ve brought into his life.

So it’s hard to tell whether the heat between your thighs tonight is because of him being so good, or if it’s the way his white tee rides up to show his happy trail when he scratches at his neck, or if it’s the wine you’d started to drink as he put the girls down to bed. Maybe it’s the fact this is the first time in a while when neither one of you was dead tired. Maybe it’s his rough hands against your soft curves that has you hazy. Maybe it’s everything about him.

It doesn’t matter so much. You’d take him any way he asks—and in a heartbeat.

“That’s it, baby,” he coos, chin tucked to his chest to watch right where he’s pushing inside. His hands grip the fat of your ass firm in the way that has your stomach churning, using his grip to fuck you just a little harder—just hard enough to make it impossible for you to stay quiet. “Ridin’ me so fuckin’ good, huh?”

“Fuck, Carm—” You collapse into his chest, half-tired and half-euphoric as you bury your face into the crook of his neck and whine into his ear. “C-ooh, my God—…Can’t—”

“Shhh…” He snakes a hand up your back all the way to the base of your skull and cups his hand there to keep you close and muffle your whines—or, at the very least, have them spilling into his ear instead of open air. “Gotta quiet down, honey, the girls are asleep.”

“Mmmmm,” you hum, bottom lip tucked between teeth, hands hooked on his shoulders to help pull you back and forth on his cock. “Want it so bad.”

“What’s that? You wanna cum?” Without a moment of hesitation, he’s bringing the both of you to lay on your sides, hiking your leg over his hip you pull you in tight just like you deserve—to have him surrounding you, pounding into your pussy, murmured praises into your ear while your whines vibrate against his chest. “C’mon, baby, be good f’me…”

You’re babbling nonsense at this point, clawing at his back, hiccuping to stifle wanton moans, struggling to grind back into his thrusts, and he’s so fucking in love with you that he can’t think about anything else.

“So good, Carm, feels so so so good—”

“Yeah, I know, angel,” he chuckles, “So fuckin’—fuck, yeah, so fuckin’ tight, so fuckin’ pretty—bein’ too loud, baby—” He smothers your face in kisses before holding your jaw firm and still, brows furrowed with pleasure when he swallows down your moans, kissing you harder to keep you quiet when you’re left reeling and coming on his cock.

By morning, of course, you’ll have been sated. He’ll wake you up with languid kisses and careful palms along the curves of your body before pulling you from bed, easing the soreness in your back with strong hands, adoring you in the clothes he slipped over your frame before you drifted off to sleep—his clothes.

And once your girls come bounding into the kitchen, getting scooped up into Carmen’s arms while you sip on your coffee, you’re practically ready to do it all over again.

#carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #dad!carm #jeremy allen white #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto smut #carmy berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto smut #the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu

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iliketangerines · 2 months

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consider the lin kuei brothers growing obsessive over someone and basically imprisoning her?

bi-han is obsessed with breeding the next lin kuei heir, of course. kuai liang thinks the outside world is dangerous and she's safer here. tomas just wants comfort and a big happy family of his own, and the reader can provide both of these! how lovely :)

i think temperature play and mindbreak go lovely with this - go crazy w this prompt otherwise i love reading ur writing

all ours

a/n: mmmmm, dark content my beloved

pairing: bi han, kuai liang, tomas vrbada x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), noncon, dead dove do not eat, breeding kink, pet play, pregnancy kink, pussy eating, overstimulation, creampies, somniphila, degradation kink, fingerfucking

you can feel the hair on the back of your neck stand up, and you turn to look over your shoulder

but all you see is the empty living room, and you slowly turn back to stir the food cooking in your pan

the past few weeks, you’ve felt like someone was watching you, waiting for you, like a predator hunting their prey, and you’ve been on edge

you can’t ignore the hissing sound that sounds behind you, and you whip around, wooden spoon in hand

there’s still no one there, but you see smoke rolling out of your bedroom door

you let out a yelp and turn off the stove, hoping that the candle you lit in there hadn’t set anything on fire too badly

you sprint into your room and find nothing there, candle still half-full, and you let out a sigh of relief

but goosebumps trail over your skin, and you turn around and find a tall man standing behind you, masked with feral eyes and gray hair

you try to run, but hands grab onto you from behind and press something against your face

you’re out before you even know it

you wake up with a start, and the world is a bit hazy as you try to blink your eyes open, perhaps it was just a bad dream

you go to rub your eyes and regain your sight, but the unfamiliar sound of a chain rattling startles you awake

you look to your hand and find it cuffed to the bedpost, which you most definitely didn’t put on yourself, and your breath comes out in quick breaths as you pull and tug on the chain

you start to cry, hyperventilating as you realize your ankles are also chained to the bed with little room to move to get off the bed and that you’re completely naked

a slight pressure is on your neck, and you tug at it and realize it’s a collar, like you’re a dog

the doorway to the room you’re in opens, and you try to scramble back as far as you can onto the bed

it’s not far enough as your back hits the headboard and a man with a blue uniform and hair tied up nicely into a bun enters the room

his eyes rove over your figure, and he stalks toward you, eyes not human as he crawls toward you on the bed

you try to kick him to get him away, but he easily catches your leg and squeezes tight, ice forming at the skin and freezing your nerves

you whimper and try to jerk your leg away, ice sending pain shooting up your body, and he lets out a low growl and jerks you toward him

he pins your hands up above you, freezing them in place and you cry as the ice cold temperature burns you, and he laughs at you

he trails his cold hands down your body, admiring the way goosebumps rise wherever he touches, and you squirm as best as you can in his grip to get away

it’s futile, your legs are spread by his hips, and he presses your hips down to stop you from moving

he growls at you to stop, or he’ll do something much worse

a blade of ice forms from his hand, and he points the sharp edge underneath your chin

immediately, you stop and take in shallow breaths as you hiccup and try not to cry as he hums in delight at your compliance

he puts down the ice blade, but it’s just within reach to remind to be good for him

he rubs at your hips and your waist and mutters something under his breath about you’ll bear his heirs, strong boys to lead his clan

you want to cry, scream, fight, but you don’t want to die and so you stay still and let tears drip down your cheeks as your wrists go numb

he trails his fingers down your stomach and spreads open your pussy folds, pressing his thumb into your clit and watching your hips jerk

you try to keep the sounds in, to not give him the pleasure of knowing he was making you feel good, but as he rubs insistent little circles into you, a small whine comes out

he chuckles and tells you he knew you were just a whore, a good little breeding vessel who’ll take his cock like a little slut

you can feel yourself getting wet, and you moan as he dips two cold fingers into your dripping cunt and fucks you roughly on his fingers

he laughs and presses his thumb into your clit, and you start to sob as he brings you closer to the edge against your will

your back arches off the bed as you cum, and your pussy clenches down on his fingers as you coat his fingers in your cum

your head spins as he brings his fingers out of your pussy and shoves them into your mouth, you have half a mind to not bite down and just let his fingers rest in your mouth

he pulls out his cock, and he pushes into you hurriedly, muttering under his breath how he needs to breed you, secure the future of the Lin Kuei, fuck until it takes

you cry as he fucks into you, hips slapping against yours and filling the room with a loud squelching sound

he rubs at your clit, telling you that you’re such a good bitch, such a good whore, gonna fill you up with his seed, have you round and pregnant as much as he can as you take care of his children

you cry as your mind goes blank, and you whine as you go over the edge, he

he grunts as he buries himself deep inside of you and cums inside of you

he stays inside of you, trailing his icy fingers over your body as you try not to think about how you’re stuck here, but your body jerks and twitches underneath his fingertips and keeps you in the present

he starts thrusting his hips in and out of you again, and you whine, saying you can’t please, you can’t you’re too sensitive

he growls at you to take it, and one of his hands go to tug at your collar as he starts fucking into you again

he makes you cum on his cock over and over again, filling you with his seed until you’re just a drooling teary mess and your stomach slightly bulges

he rubs your stomach, mumbling under his breath, but you’re too far gone to hear what he’s said and you pass out as he starts to fuck you again

you wake up, and you’re mostly cleaned up, ice gone

you’re sore and tired, and you quickly fall asleep again and hope someone will come and save you

but no one comes, and you learn that the blue assassin is named Bi Han, grandmaster of the Lin Kuei

you wake up, not completely sure of how many days have passed, but Bi Han has let you out of the chains and explore around the compound as long as you’re on the leash behind him

he brings you to a meeting, body clad in nothing, and you sit by Bi Han’s lap as he waits for the others show

a yellow assassin walks and sees you in Bi Han’s lap, and he immediately complains that you can’t be out, that it’s too dangerous for you

Bi Han growls that you are protected with him around and to keep him mouth shut

a gray assassin puts his hand on the yellow assassin’s shoulder and says Kuai Liang, you should calm down

Kuai Liang, it seems his name is, has furrowed eyebrows, but he listens and sits down to listen to the meeting

you sit silently by Bi Han’s legs, picking at the floorboards as you wait for him to finish up, and he brings you back to your room and locks the door, leaving you alone and chained to the bed

it’s only a few moments later when you hear the door latch open, and you look up and find Kuai Liang and not Bi Han

he closes the door behind him and locks it and crawls onto the bed

you flinch as he touches you

he’s much warmer than Bi Han, much much warmer, so much that it burns, and you whimper at the temperature difference

he laughs and coos at you, saying you’re just too cute, too innocent, that you need to be protected, too pretty for this filthy world

he mouths at your skin as he mumbles the words, and you let him, too scared to try and fight back like you had when Bi Han had first brought you here

he pulls your legs apart and admires your pussy, already wet for him, and he crawls down to place his cheek on your thigh

he places his tongue against your clit, and you whimper as the heat scorches through you

he hums at your small sounds and laps into your pussy desperately, trying to draw out more sounds from you, and he brings his hand up to fuck you on his fingers

you whine at the feeling, fingers thick and hot, as he fucks you slowly, stretching you out for his cock

he looks up at you, and he hums into your clit at the sight of your head thrown back in pleasure

he doubles his efforts, sucking on your clit and humming around it, and the vibrations travel up your mind and make your mind go blank as you whine and cum on his tongue

he moans into your pussy as he moves down so his nose grinds into your sensitive clit and he licks at your pussy to collect your release on his tongue

he mumbles out that you’re so sweet, so good for him, too good for this world, and he dives back into your cunt to make you cum on his tongue, he needs to taste you again

you cry as he keeps on lapping at your oversensitive clit, but he ignores your protests and keeps tasting you and fucking you on his tongue

you can’t think as he makes you cum on his tongue over and over again, groaning into you messy cunt as he grinds his hips into the bed and comes inside of his pants

but he can’t stop even as you start to push against him against all of your training

he doesn’t care, just can’t stop, and you end up passing out as makes you cum one more time on his fingers

Kuai Liang visits you more often after that

and then, the last one comes out of nowhere

you’re sleeping on the bed, cuddling into the pillows as you try to remember the days before, your past life before all this, but the memories are slipping and you can’t remember

can’t remember your home, can’t remember your friends, can’t remember your family, and all the days are starting to blur

and you can see your stomach growing, and by the way Bi Han had reacted at the sight of your plumping thighs and breasts and hips, you know you’re pregnant

but right now, you’re away from the both of them, letting your body rest

until you feel a hand brush over your stomach and something press into your back, hot and throbbing

an unfamiliar voice croons at you, telling you look so pretty carrying children, so so pretty and beautiful, that you’ll make a great parent, so loving and gorgeous as you’re filled with more heirs

he raises your legs up, cuddling into your neck and pressing kisses into your skin as he slides his cock between your folds to collect your growing wetness

he slides into you, and you whine at the stretch, but he kisses your neck and apologizes quietly as he fucks into you

you can’t do anything except take it as he fucks you and shower you in compliments, and his cock stretches you side and full, tip brushing against that sweet spot inside you

you throw your head back and whine as your oversensitive cunt clamps down on his cock and cums all over him all too quickly

he coos at you and tells you that you’re so good for him as he continues to thrust his cock deep inside of you

you clutch onto the sheets as he makes you cum on his cock a few more times before he grunts and spills his seed into you, staying seated inside of you as he brings your leg down and wraps his arms around your ample chest

you sob and whimper quietly as he tells you you’re so pretty for him, for them all, that you’ll give him and the others a big happy family

months pass, they continue coming to your room, bringing you out only if you’re hooked on your leash, and you’re starting to lose your mind

everything becomes harder as your belly rounds and grows plump with Bi Han’s child, and the men grow more handsy, more dangerous and aggressive towards their own soldiers

you cower in fear as they kill one of their men in cold blood for looking at you for too long, and they bring you back to your room and Bi Han stays with you, marking you in his kisses and hickeys

you’re never returning home, and you finally accept it, tears rolling down as your mind goes blank and forgets your past

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leaentries · 23 days

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I don't know if it counts as dirty enough but uhm Nico tying you up?

➛ mmmmm this ones yummy

The friction of the tie burned into your wrists. Any sudden movements would have it pulling ever-so tightly.

You should have known that teasing Nico at a family dinner would end with a punishment. But, you just couldn’t help yourself. He was dressed in your favorite black suit, which had been tailored to fit his muscular form.

The pants, which clung to his thick thighs, had you drooling the second he walked into the bedroom to gather you. He was playing a dangerous game, but so were you.

So, maybe you let your hand wander a little too high at dinner and maybe you accidentally brushed your ass up into his crotch when leaving. Either or, Nico was not happy with your behavior.

“You know better,” Nico’s hands grazed over your peaked nipples, “Teasing me like that? In front of my whole family, too.” He looked deep into your eyes, shaking his head slightly, “Bad girl.”

You whined, bucking your hips up into his, as he hovered above you.

His hand came to smack the inside of your thigh, “So impatient.” He tsked at you, “I don’t think bad girls deserve to cum, do you?”

You threw your head to the side, not ready to give in to his teasingly mean remarks.

Nico grabbed your chin, turning your face to meet his, “Answer me when I speak to you.” He cocked his head to the side, “Do you think bad girls deserve to cum?”

Opting to answer, you mumbled a quiet “No.”

“Finally, something we can agree on.”

He let his hands continue to trail down your body, inching closer to where you needed him most. Nico residing the small whimpers that escaped your throat at the lack of control you had. The way you squirmed against the restraints that kept you from reaching out to him.

“How about we play a game?”

His question intrigued you.

“I’m gonna eat this pretty pussy and you aren’t gonna make a single sound.” He smiled wickedly at your torn expression, slowly sinking down to be face to face with your soaking core, “Remember, bad girls don’t get to cum.”

#lea’s slutweekend #nico hischier #nico hischier blurb #nico hischier smut #nico hischier x reader #njd #new jersey devils #anon asks💌#lea writes stuff ♡

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miguelswifey04 · 10 months

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omg imagine getting miguel off (like handjob) to an orgasm to help him sleep bc he’s having trouble and when he finishes you keep going but he smacks your hand away bc he can’t take it? he’s still sensitive from before

i’m literally cheesing so bad like i am fr kicking my feet, giggling, & twirling my hair (*^‿^*)

miguel was busy in bed on his laptop busy with whatever he was doing. you knew he was a workaholic and never took breaks. you kinda felt bad that he would prioritize his work over his well-being. he never got much sleep and you noticed his tired form. his eyes were drooping a bit and you could see the dark circles under his eyes. you took it upon yourself to help him relax and release any stress he may have at the moment. “migggyyyyy” you string out your words as you crawled onto the bed inching closer to him. he had his back reclined against the headboard rest clicking away on his laptop. he glanced at you giving you a small smile but resumed doing whatever he was doing. you pouted a bit, so as the tease that you were you closed his laptop.

“miguel, look at me.” you whined as he removed the laptop from his lap and sat besides him resting your head on his shoulder, “you need to take a break, maybe you should sleep now.”

“no puedo, estoy acopado.” he sighed giving you his full undivided attention. you turned to him as stroke his cheek then leaning to nibble on his ear telling him sweet nothings because you knew it would help him relax. it even lulls him to sleep but you had different plans for tonight.

“you’re not busy because i said so. let me help you relax, okay?” you cooed into his ear as you started to rub on his chest and your hands roamed his body. he leaned into your touch as small groans and sighs escaped his plush lips. you got it where you wanted it. you wanted him to relax and pleasure him. so, you continued to pepper kisses on his chiseled jawline. his perfect sculpted face was always so captivating to look at. you began to nibble his ear and move down to his neck kissing him teasingly. he moaned as you kiss his neck and he began to squirm a bit.

“mmmmm’ js like that…keep going.” all you had to do was kiss his neck sensually and he was already hard. you glanced down to his grey sweatpants noticing a little of the precum that had seeped through. you always liked it. it turned you on. miguel grabbed your hand and slowly guided your hand across his chest down to his abs then to his cock. he made you slip your hands under his sweatpants. he wasn’t wearing any boxers so it was easy to just tug the hemlines of his sweatpants down. once you did so his cock slapped against his v-line along his happy trail. god, you loved the way his cock looked so pretty and big.

“wow, you’re so easy to please.” you cooed as you began to pump his cock with you hand slowly at first while you had crashed your lips against his. he moaned into your mouth and twitched ever so often whenever you sped up your hand that wrapped around his pretty brown tip. his tip was the most sensitive area, so you always focused on that specific area.

“you’re such a good boy for me.” you whispered into his ear as teased him. you continued your ministrations on him. the wet sounds of his precum mixing on your hands was attractive, and the smell of his arousal genuinely turned you on. “mhmm i’m your good boy. please go faster, my love” he begged you as he whimpered reveling in the feeling of your hand hugging his cock so lovingly. being the good partner that you are you happily did so fulfilling his pleas. you speed up even faster pumping his cock at an incredible speed. his body started twitching and his moans became loud. he was a moaning and whimpering mess as he gripped onto your breast subconscious as his slightly parted away from your lips. he bucked his hips into your hands as if he was fucking you.

a guttural moan escaped his lips as he found his release, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm. he came all over your hand and his abdomen as it came out in long spurts. he was definitely the type to cum a lot and that was just so hot to you. even, after he just emptied out his hot seed everywhere on his stomach and on your hand, you still continued to pump your hand but at an ungodly slow pace. you were being a bit sadistic in the way you loved seeing his body tremble. you loved seeing him whimpering and gasping for air as he was twitching so much. his legs trembled as he pushed your hand away.

“thank you, amor..” miguel said as his chest rose and fell with each breath. he was trying to regain himself but soon the sleepiness took over. you peppered kisses on his temple and on his cheek, soothing him after you kind of broke him from giving him a mind blowing orgasm. you helped him clean up and yourself as well. his pleasure was your number one priority. you went to plug his laptop and rushed in bed as you wrapped your arms around his muscular body. within minutes he slowly fell asleep against your chest like a baby.

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a/n: made him a bit submissive but idc 🙊

#spiderman atsv #miguel o'hara #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #spider person #spidersona #atsv x reader #miguel o’hara x y/n #ao3 works #❥ asks #smut asks #atsv smut #miguel imagine #🌱 lin writes

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snaililita · 5 months

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×+×+×+ Random Death the Kid splurbs +×+×+×

/Reader's Gender/: Irrelevant, not mentioned

/SFW ofc/

Honestly just me simping for this boy, I simply adore him! He's just so funny>< My cringe, 2000s - 2010s mindset just eats up all the very angsty content that is just a beautiful snapshot of the era! I wish I could have just have been old enough to have experienced it myself T^T

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MMMMM THIS BOY HAS NO DARN RIGHT BEING THIS /FINE/.

Okay but seriously how did you land him, I want clear cut directions and instructions.

All the girls (and even some boys👁👁) are INCREDIBLY jealous of you. Kid's the cutest boy in the school!

/And/ he is Lord Death's son! Literally just about every girl is seething at you when you walk past them, biting on their shirt/dress collars all angry like.

If I had to guess, it was probably you who asked him out.

He may be absolutely gorgeous, stunning, and have a silver tongue but that doesn't exactly mean he knows how to use any of it....

What I'm saying is is guy is /awkward/ with a capital A.

Sweetheart with good intentions once you get to his core and can find a way to look past his obsession with folding toilet paper, but still awkward regardless.

So whether you boldly walked up to him and declared your love with a bouquet of roses and dramatic lighting and music or you were stumbling over your words, on the verge of crying and soiling your pants, and just giving up and running away- you were still the one to ask him out first.

Depending on how you asked I can see him responding in a plethora of ways but my favourite is dead ass looking you in the eye and saying "Even though I'm asymmetrical garbage?" while a singular tear just dramatically trails down his cheek.

Realistically he probably just said yes at first cuz he had nothing better to do. Or if you were the ladder option of the before, probably felt bad.

But the more time you guys hung out the more he found himself beginning to actually /like/ like you.

Maybe you were helping him snap back into focus during his episodes- or maybe you were trying to make him happy by dressing as symmetrically as you could and folding your toilet paper. (Even if it wasn't perfect, it's the sentiment that counted for him this time.)

At first, it just felt weird when you weren't around and he would find himself thinking about you in those situations. But then he started finding himself actively seeking you out when you weren't there.

He would be having a perfectly normal Sunday and then he would find a picture that reminded him of you in a magazine or maybe saw a shirt in the clothes store's window that he thought you would look cute in.

Then he would begin to wonder what you were doing at that moment. He would find himself missing your presence. And when he noticed this, he immediately denied it.

He just agreed to hang out cuz he felt bad/was bored, right? /Right?/

But it kept happening, more and more. It began to happen when he was on missions, he would get distracted and slip up. Okay, this wasn't working out. He needed to do something about this.

He asked you to partner with him on missions.

Let's assume you're a weapon in this scenario. (If you're a meister you just go with him with your own weapon.)

His excuse was "Well if Liz or Patty is out of commission, I can't fight. And since you're a set of perfectly symmetrical twin blades you would make for an excellent back up."

So you started going on missions with him, a lot.

But one time, Patty got sick. So just you and Kid went on the mission while Liz stayed home to take care of her.

This started happening more and more. (Not the Patty getting sick part, although she did probably get sick off of eating crayons regularly a few times.)

At this point, you were essentially going on as many solo missions with him that he had gone on and goes on with Liz and Patty.

But what really made him realise that he does actually like.... /like/ like you was when the two of you resonated souls.

It was weird, being able to hear each other's unfiltered thoughts.

He learned about a lot of weird things that go on inside your head after that- but that's besides the point.

Point being, with how easily the two of you resonated souls without having ever practised before was kind of the last nudge he needed before he decided to stop running from and denying his genuine feelings for you.

He didn't really change much after that, after all you don't exactly become a new person immediately after he acknowledged his feelings, but he did seem a lot happier once he came to terms with it; lot less tense at least.

He seemed a lot less hesitant when asking you out for a spot of tea and was /a lot/ less hesitant when touching you. Of course he still isn't /huge/ on PDA outside of hand holding, but he doesn't feel the need to slather his hands in hand sanitizer after holding yours and doesn't ask you where you've been before hugging you.

That and he doesn't do the awkward side hug anymore, he iniates actual hugs now. Not often, like I said he isn't much into PDA and probably- no, /definitely/ doesn't like his clothes wrinkled but.... maybe he doesn't mind so much when it's you.

After all, he /does/ love you.

And you fold the toilet paper for him.

#death the kid x reader #death the kid #soul eater #soul eater x reader #adelita writes

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ceilingfan5 · 4 months

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If you're still looking for an object + emotion prompt, "holographic vampire sticker" + "I am looking Respectfully???" for Taakitz pls?

“Hey, sick stickers,” the barista that Kravitz has been dreaming about like some kind of avenging angel whispers, cleaning tables conspicuously close to Kravitz’s set up in the cafe.

He can’t help it. He jumps, embarrassing himself properly when he bumps his coffee and it slorshes unto the table. He scrambles to save his piles and suffocating piles of papers, and barista-angel, Taako, if his nametag can be trusted, which is doubtful, comes to the rescue.

“Man,” he laughs. “Why didn’t you have the lid on?”

Kravitz sweats.

“Is that why you have whipped cream on your nose?”

Kravitz imagines leaving the country.

“Um,” he manages. “Hello.” It isn’t as suave as he hoped. Like if suave got ran over, frozen, put in a blender, and transmitted via am radio in that order. You can hear the texture, and it’s really…something. “What?”

‘Taako’, probably, laughs, a goofy, musical sort of thing that makes Kravitz’s guts squeeze like some sort of non-FDA approved “medical” “equipment”.

“You good, dude? You want to start over?”

“Yes!” Kravitz wants to disappear completely, but this angel is not, apparently, an angel of mercy. “Hi. Hello. Thank you for liking- I’m- they’re good stickers, yeah.”

“I like the vampire one.” He leans over and his floppy frilly shirt with the crazy sleeves for baristaing falls open over his apron, and Kravitz can see all the way to his navel. He can’t look away. He’s looking respectfully, please, please, please, he promises.

“The, uh, the, holographic- I’m sorry, I promise I can sound like an adult man in control of himself, can I-” Kravitz takes a breath. “Yeah, they’re good, do you like vampires?”

“Hell yeah.” Taako grins, and shoots up (noooo, don’t go, Kravitz was catching a glint of a happy trail on his tummy and having Church Sanctioned Thoughts For Sure.) He throws an arm out and pretends to hide behind a cape. “Bleehhhh, I vant to suck your dick!”

Two paths diverge in front of Kravitz. There’s a breezy, sun-dappled path called Oh yeah? The feeling is mutual, stud, what time do you get off? Because if you want to get off, I’m your guy.

The other is a steep downhill bear infested boulder plinko, called flipping his coat out like a cape, adopting the thickest dracula he can, and making a horrid face, firing right back at his blessed saint Taako, if that is his real name, “You thought I vas arousink you for horny reasons, but now all your blood is in your dick! I’ve got you now, ah- ah- ah- ah!”

Guess which path Kravitz careened down like his life depended on it. Guess. Guess.

But Taako doubles over laughing, knocking Kravitz’s nearest stack of books down. Oh no.

“Ah- I’ve-” but Taako’s already grabbing Kravitz’s erotica research off the floor, and his eyebrows go Way Up.

“Lookin’ up new methods?” he teases.

“Writing original fictions,” Kravitz says, dying a thousand days. Maybe two thousand. And a half.

“Fuck yeah, that sounds rad. Not vampire erotica, is it?” Taako looks interested. Taako looks interested??

“Not this one, but my last one, yes? Yeah? Do you- are you. Interested in vampire erotica? I have a copy in my bag, I could even sign it for you-”

“Mmmmm,” Taako grins. He grabs Kravitz’s pen and scrawls a phone number right on top of his notes. He crosses his sevens. That’s so hot of him. “I’m illiterate. How about you dramatize it for me.”

“I can do that,” Kravitz manages, swallowing thickly. “I can do that. I, hey, you’ll be an expert in the plot when you walk away.”

“Sweet,” Taako winks, turning and heading back to work. “I’m really into plot.”

Kravitz sits there, stunned. He wonders if Taako’s serious, or if he’s just been fucked with. He wonders if he asks real nice, he can go ask for more whipped cream, cause his is gone, gone, gone like a freight train, or maybe a goofy sugar-crafted train like you’d ride to Candyland. Is there good infrastructure in Candyland? What’s their taxation like? Surely not great, right? It is a monarchy-

And then Taako jump-turns, stanced, and lifts his apron for one more “BLEHHHHHHHH!”

And Kravitz knows he’s got a chance.

#taz #taakitz #for real #taakitz fic #the adventure zone #the adventure zone balance #fan5fics #tazb #taz balance #didja miss me.

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b0g-b0y · 1 year

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NSFW PRICE X M READER WARNING burns, throat fucking, smoking, cum

Requested

Y/n and Price stood by a wall cigarette and cigar in hand. The both of you stood in silence for the most part, y/n and Price often ran into each other on nights like this, the night bright but cold the only warmth being from the cigarette that was lit and the warm ashes that fell. “ You know those things could kill you Captain” Y/n said as he flicked the cigarettes ashes at Price. Captain Price let out a small whimper when the ashes hit him.” I could say the same to you” Price responded. Your hand rested on a barrel that held an ashtray that you and Price always ignored. Price tapped his cigar over your hand that made your body shiver. Neither you or Price knew how this game started but it had become routine somehow. Before you knew it your cigarette would be finished soon, instead of stomping it out like always your eyes lingered over Price more specifically your eyes stayed looking at his neck. You couldn’t help yourself. You brought your cigarette to his neck to put it out. Y/n expected a curse or a grunt to fall from his captain’s lips however that’s not what he got his captain let out the neediest moan y/n would only hear in pornography videos that he watched in his spare time. Y/n watched as his captain's eyes widened at the horrifying nose he made in front of you.”Holy shit sir. Can you do that again? “ Y/n asked a little too quickly. Price didn’t know what to say. It was like he was frozen which caused the ash to build up on his cigar. You carefully took the cigar from the captain's hand then pushed him against the wall. Y/n kissed the burn mark on Price's neck. His free hand lifted the sweater Price had on, you had the perfect view of his happy trail that you would soon tap the cigar over. Price was breathing heavily at this point “mmmmhmmmm Y/n I mmm please” Price didn’t know what he was asking for his head was foggy with the sensation you were giving him. The cigar found its way resting in your mouth well your hands were busy working on the captain's belt and zipper on his pants. Price's cock was hard and leaking. You ran your hand over his covered cock a few times before pulling it out along with his balls, your fingers running up and down the middle of Price's balls.”please please” Price wimped.”Look at me captain look at my next move love” y/n spoke. You grabbed the cigar from your lips and moved the lit tip of the cigar slowly under the captain's cock from the base to the tip. Price's cock was red and angry; it threatened to cum at any second now.” Oh look Price you got your cigar all dirty what a bad boy” you spoke well looking him dead in the eyes. “ please I’m I mmmm I’m sorry I I mmm” Price whined and cried out. You brought the cigar closer to his tip and rubbed against his leaking tip that soon would spit out cum all over the cigar and your hand. Pushing price closer to the wall you spoke “ what a waste of a perfect cigar Price you ruined it’s all covered in your filth” you spat out at the captain. “ I’m sorry I mmmh please I want more y/n please mmm I’ve been so bad I wasted my cigar got it filthy” Price whined out. “ Yes you did, you were such a bad boy. Get on your knees if you can’t keep a cigar in your mouth maybe you can keep something else” You watch as John fell to his knees so fast his mouth opened and tongue out. Y/n was quick to grab onto Johns hair just before shoving your cock down your captains throat with rough thrusters that have him crying man moaning.”Shit sir you’re going to make me cum so fast your throat was made for me mmmmm yes it was” You spoke but it didn’t reach Prices ears he was too busy choking on your cock and whining against it. Y/n pull John's head back away from your cock so you could blow your load all over his face your cum stuck on his mutton chops and some of your cum ran down his neck.”Shit sir we should do this again who would think Captain John Price would be suck a slut” you breathed out. “We might have I can’t help but crawl back to you mmm especially after tonight”. Price whispered.

#cod x male reader #price x male reader #x male reader #john price cod #bottom price #top male reader

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luvxiem · 1 year

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under the night sky

##INFO

luca kaneshiro x gn!reader, suggestive, established relationship, lowk borderline smut :skull: literally all u do is make out

word count: 630

##SUMMARY

you're the oasis he's been searching for amidst an endless desert

“your hair looks good like this,” you sigh, twirling blonde locks around your finger as luca adjusts his hold on your hips. the usual side pony was let down for the evening after a long day of work and stress and your lover looks up at you through thick lashes, a boyish grin adorning his face.

“mmmm, yeah?” he murmurs, leaning forward to steal another kiss. large palms run up your thighs that were straddling his own to the sides of your waist, your loose fitting t-shirt riding up exposing bare skin to the warm summer air. slick lips brushed against yours and you let out a small gasp as luca’s tongue slipped into your mouth with ease.

he’s warm, incredibly so and if you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought the man under you was sick with a fever. despite the many kisses you’ve shared since coming outside to the pool deck, luca presses against you with just as much passion as the first, eager hands gripping your hips tightly before sliding lower to cup your ass. small bruises littered your skin where the blonde got a bit overzealous in his affections, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to care when his touch feels like bliss.

“mmmmm.”

separating with a loud smack, you lean back and let out a soft chuckle when luca chases after you with a whine. a string of spit connected you two until you licked your lips, hooded eyes observing your boyfriend who was now currently nuzzling the area where your shoulder met your neck and leaving a trail of soft kisses across your collarbone.

a sudden pain forces a sharp moan out of you, blunt nails digging into luca’s biceps as he laps at the newly forming bruise in apology.

“you taste so, you taste so good,” he groans, resting his forehead on your chest for a moment to catch his breath. distantly, you wonder if it was possible for him to get an asthma attack if you keep this up for too long.

you’re running your fingers through his hair once again when the world abruptly spins around you—a yelp escaping your lips as you find yourself laying down on the pool chair, your boyfriend looming over you with hunger in his gaze.

you roll your eyes before letting out a pleased sigh when luca starts trailing wet kisses down the length of your body, his gentle caresses almost reverent in the way he devoted equal attention to every part of you.

“love you,” he mumbles, pressing his cheek against the heated skin of your thigh before peering up at you, seemingly waiting for your permission to go any further.

you gesture at him to come closer, reaching up to grip the back of his neck and pulling him down to seal your mouth over his once more. luca’s heart feels as if it will pound right out of his chest and his lungs are screaming for air but the taste of you on his tongue leaves him unable to think of anything else.

he’s greedy for you—the years you’ve been together doing nothing to satiate the need his body has to feel you against him at all hours of the day. maybe later down the line the burning hunger will die down into a warm flame, the velvet box hiding in the back of his underwear drawer a testament to his devotion for you. perhaps a few kids that were a perfect mix of your hair and his eyes will finally appease the possessive part of him that never seems satisfied despite the many hickeys decorating your body, but for now luca is happy to remind you of his love for you through other means. the night is still young after all.

##WRITTEN ON 230103

#luvxiem.writing #luca kaneshiro x reader #luca kaneshiro fluff #nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji en fluff #luxiem x reader #luxiem fluff #this. this is not. smut. its not #wtf do i tag this #anyways luca would 100% be a simp when it comes to making out. a little pathetic even #man lives off your kisses #also definitely into leaving hickeys #i take no criticism #luca.txt #update feb 20 2023. this is so embarassing how tf did i write this #STOP IM TOO SHY NOW #ples ae niji dont perceive i will literally cry

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swift-writes · 9 months

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Yours (Gravik X F!Reader) - NSFW!

Warnings: Smut, Bondage, Unprotected Penetrative Sex, Good Boy Kink, Mummy Kink.

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“We can’t sleep until the mole is found, Mia!” Gravik was pacing around my room in the compound in only his boxers and a tank top, it was 1:30am. “They’re really starting to get in my nerves, this plan can’t go wrong now.” He ground his teeth together in frustration, digging his nails into his palms and eventually settling in a chair, spreading his legs wide.

I was nervous, it was hard to pin the blame on someone else when I was the mole myself, I’m lucky that Gravik trusts me for now. “I’m sure it was Pagon, you saw how much he was trying to deter your plans.” I stood up, and walked towards him in the chair. I knelt down and rubbed my hands up and down his thighs, hoping to distract him from his investigation.

“It seems to easy don’t you think, the mole wouldn’t reveal themself like that infront of everyone, he was my 2nd in command and clearly wanted to embarrass me infront of everyone else.” He was clearly angry now, his Welsh accent was growing thicker and I could hear the saliva sloshing with his words.

“Well you can’t find the mole if you aren’t well rested can you?” I slid my finger up the leg of his boxers, slightly teasing the underside of his balls. He grunted and weakly thrusted his hips.

“What’re you doing Mia?” He was staring directly into my eyes, clearly trying not to show his desperation and pleasure.

“Just some stress relief, do you not like it.” I advanced further, sliding my hand until my wrist rested on his inner thigh and my fist was secured tightly round his shaft.

“I- No, it’s great.” He thrusted his hips harder this time, his length sliding through my fingers, leaving my hands rested against his crotch.

“Do you want me to keep going, I can take charge if you want.” I smirked, not just because my plan was working but because I was finally doing what I wanted to with Gravik.

“Yes, God please. Just make me feel like this, keep making me feel good.” I almost lost control as the pleasure dragged raspy whimpers from his throat, making my core increasingly wet.

“Get on the bed then big boy, let me help you out.” He obeyed immediately, peeling off his tank top and following with his tight boxers. He climbed onto the bed on his knees and I couldn’t resist to keep my hands off him: I slide my hands down his flexed, muscular back and squeezed his ass, almost kneading it’s softness in my hand. His whimpers were causing an eargasm I didn’t know I needed.

Once he was laid down, I reached for some rope I had nearby from one of my training sessions and commanded him to put his hands together on the bar that served as my headboard. I tied his hands to it and did the same to his legs at the bottom of the bed.

His hips were thrusting into the air, his body desperate for my touch as he squirmed against his restraints. I grasped his cock lightly in my fist, straddling his thighs to stop his hips moving. “Is this mine?” I asked, teasing him as I swiped my thumb over the tip and lightly squeezed him.

He was struggling against his binds, panting and gasping for breath. “Yes, yes. It’s yours, all yours.” His tongue slipped from his mouth, letting him pull in some needed air.

“Mmmmm, good. I like the sound of that.” I stripped my clothes and leant down, pressing my body against his legs before taking his tip into my my mouth and sucking hard, as if I was trying to milk everything from his balls.

I could tell the ropes were going to mark him, he was struggling hard, forced to submit to the pleasure he was feeling. “Ughhh.” He let out a gargled groan as I inhaled the rest of his cock until his balls rested against my chin and my nose mashed itself against his tickling happy trail. His unholy noises only served as fuel to my lustful fire and I bobbed my head, willingly choking myself on his meat as I pushed Gravik’s body to the edge.

His body was slowing its struggles but his voice was making noises I didn’t think a skrull could make. When he was audibly near his peak, I pulled off, giving one last teasing lick to his tip before letting him struggle.

“Please… please. I need to come, don’t leave me on the edge.” He arched his back and groaned, trying to rut against the air.

“You need to prove that your going to be a good boy for me, how are you going to do that?” I slightly slid up his body, grasping his cock and slapping it against my soaked folds. He whimpered and quietly mumbled an answer. “Can you repeat that baby?” I know that he’s asking me to ride his cock but I decided to string him along a bit more. “One more time baby, mummy can’t hear you.” As he began to quiver his lips in speech, I slide the rest of the way up his body, feeling his abs grind against my vagina and his pecs slap softly against my thighs. I then slid on to his face before he could finish his speech and slotted my hips against his face, letting his lips finish their movements against my own lewd ones.

“Ughhhh, I think this is definitely going to prove it. Don’t you?” I ground my hips against his face, muffling his mumbles and letting all the vibrations add to my own pleasure. His tongue was lapping at me hard, desperate to get drunk on my juices. I pulled off before he could get too much of a taste and noticed his arms desperately trying to pull free in an attempt to hold me against his face.

I chuckled, tracing my fingertip over his heaving chest and straining abs as he tried to regain his breath. I reached up with my other hand and slid my thumb between his lips, using my other fingers to the wipe the mess from around his mouth. “I think you’ve proved yourself, haven’t you?” He enthusiastically nodded, not daring to move his lips from my thumb.

I slid myself back down his body, straddling his hips and lightly stroking his erection over my slick folds. His mouth was quivering from the sensation, not struggling anymore in an attempt to appear compliant. His eyes were glossy and desperate, my slow strokes increasing his urgency to release. “Please mummy.” I chuckled, not because I’d managed to get him off my scent in his investigation, but because I had him whimpering and submissive underneath me.

The seductive noises combined with the pretty movements of his chest and tensing thighs and my urgency for him eventually grew over my need to tease him. I lined myself up above his crotch and slowly slid onto him, feeling the stretch from his girth, despite the slick that had formed in my walls. I groaned as he whimpered and leant down, pressing my face into his glistening chest, the smell of sweat and musk filling my nose.

His length pushed deeper inside me than anything I had used or people I had had before. It slid onto my sweet spot, pressing deeply before slightly passing it. I whimpered feebly, gnawing on the soft skin of his pectorals and licking the hard nipples. I weakly lifted my hips before pushing them back down, my energy already spent even though Gravik had only been inside me for 30 seconds.

I screamed suddenly when Gravik changed his skin to a skrull, expanding his cock inside me and breaking his binds before turning back to his disguise. I whimpered against his chest, my walls clamped down on his cock as he used his hands to grip my ass, thrusting up roughly. I screamed and gagged as if my throat was choking on him again. I was loud enough that multiple people in the compound must have woken up.

“GRAVIK!” I screamed, clawing at his arms and chest for stability. He swapped our positions and I was placed on my back, my legs swung over the hunk above me’s shoulders. His thrusts were fast, rough and unforgiving, making me jealous of all the skrulls that had a better chance of being with him forever. I reached up, my whole arm shaking as the bed rocked loudly against the wall, and pulled his face towards mine, his chest to my breasts.

He smirked like a lustful demon and pushed his panting tongue between my waiting lips. The kiss was harsh and unrelenting, our lips slobbering over the other person’s as his chiselled v line collided roughly with my hips. He pulled off, licking his lips deliciously before growling and pushing himself faster for the final stretch.

The bed was smashing against the wall now, chipping the wooden parts and clanging the metal parts. There were a few knocks on the door, asking if I was ok. Gravik replied for me, “JUST ONE FUCKING MINUTE.” He screamed at the door, never taking his diluted eyes of my wide ones as he pounded me deeper into the mattress. My voice box couldn’t muster a scream loud enough to vocalise my pleasure. I was forced to claw at his sculpted body or pull him further into my with my legs around his hips.

5 minutes later, my eyes were dropping as exhaustion flooded over me, my whole core overstimulated from every inch of Gravik’s cock. He, on the other hand, was livelier than ever, forcing each thrust deeper and harder than the last. Over our sexual din, I could hear murmurs outside the door, women giggling over the thought of Gravik and men reprimanding their leader. The man above me paid no attention as his hips began to stutter and his throat gargled. He pressed a kiss to my lips, not pulling off as his dick swelled inside me, pushing as deep as he could, his balls drew up against my ass and he filled my pussy with his thick, milky seed.

I whimpered as he instantly pulled out, slipped on his boxers and tugged open the door. “What!” He commanded, his Welsh accent making me twitch on the bed hysterically. The people outside stuttered as they stared at his almost-naked body, the fresh scratches all over his torso and arms, his shaking thighs, soaked beard, swollen lips and half erect cock in his boxers. The silence was deafening, no one had a word to say so he slammed the door and joined me in bed again, removing his boxers to hold me as intimately and freely as possible.

I curled up against his chest in a foetal position, purring against his body. “Your mine aren’t you baby, my little mole forever.”

I didn’t even care that he knew, I had just been ruined by him and nothing else mattered. “Yes I’m yours.”

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Thanks for reading <3

Requests are open :)

#gravik #Gravik smut #gravik x reader #secret invasion #smut #x reader #marvel x reader #f!reader #marvel smut #kingsley ben adir

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cocomuffy · 8 months

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I watched Teen Titans: The Judas Contract (2017) because The Batman (2022) was too long.

7/10

spoilers, obviously. here are my live thoughts:

I THINK ITS A DICKORY MOVIE AND IF IT IS I WILL BE SO HAPPY YOU HAVE NO IDEA

Kory kissed him to learn English- I'm laughing so hard right now this is hilarious.

if i had watched this movie in 2020 i would have realized i was bi a lot sooner

The coloration of the "Five Years Ago" and "Now" text is messing with my designer heart rn

it's the red nightwing outfit!!!!!! i havent got to see that much. i much prefer the blue bc there's already like seven red batfam members but like i do think it looks stylish because its dick and dick pulls off everything

"Nightwing." "Nightwing." "Dick..!" "oh, yeah?"

OH THEY'RE SO CUTEEEEEEEE

"they're different..." trails off. "like kory will tell you." "noo, you go aheaddd..." "I've been studying them for years--"

I ALREADY LOVE THEM "robin stop complimenting the bad guys"

no they did not just got there (at 9:40)

damian is just such a brat i love him

kicking my feet, squealing, giggling, throwing up BECAUSE SHE HAS HIS NINE AND HE HAS HER SIX--

i took a fifteen minute break to do the math on how old dick and kory are and got 36?!??!?!?!

garfield has no rizz

i just got like... punched in the gut seven times??? "i just miss my son"

it's the fact that damian is like "i approve of your gf" and nightwing's like "okay???"

"You don't have to move a mountain to help people, Terra." - Probably the theme of this movie

i was not ready for the sexual jokes

oh no raven is on the groundddd

how stupid is damain?!?!??!?!?!?!! especially after the part that slade says about lazarus pits?! he has to know that there is no way he can feasibly win this! and terra isn't helping! which means that terra is probably working with slade!!! GUESS WHO CALLED IT!!!!!!!!!!!

oh god this slade and terra stuff is no good

please tell me that we were not about to get a dick and kory makeout scene

oh thank god for damian

oh my god imagine going into your surpise party thinking people are about to kill you :skull:

ugh i dont like this garfield selfie timeskip whatever

and hasn't anyone noticed robin isn't here???

im doing os much calculations rn for no reason at all

AWWWWWWWWWWWWW STARFIRE'S GOT SOMETHING TO SAYYYYYYYYYY THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND THEY JUST WANT THE BEST FOR EACH OTHER I LOVE THEM

aw. beastboy being supportive

"Do you know why I'm an orphan?" "uhhh... your parents died?"

nooo terra and beast boy kissed absolutely not they are not for each other terra doesn't need any relationships periodddd

aww but bb is really cute after so ig it makes it a lil better

slade shut up this is supposed to be a nice moment

i will never get over dick calling kory babe its too precious i love them so much

i dont trust that gift. i dont trust that.

they're making their moveeeeee- they're taking all the titansss oh noooo

i think that leaves nightwing as the last survivor which is really nerve wracking because i love dick grayson so much??

gar youre so stupid

oh no kory i love you kory please be okayyy

dick just got shot in the chest oh my god, oh my god. screaming crying hyperventilating oh my god oh my god oh my god.

oh i shouldve known he'd be just fine htis is why i love him hes so dependable

OH MY GOD HE JUST RE-SET HIS SHOULDER ON A SUPPORT BEAM HOLY MOLY

"What did you do to Robin?" "I beat the crap out of him for being mouthy."

i have the stupidest sense of humor.

guys i love dick grayson so much and he's the only one left and mmmmm im so ready for this i love dick grayson hes my favorite

ohhh huh terra's getting betrayeeddddd (i never liked terra even though she makes sense she just gives me ickies)

eugh i hate slade he just likes to make sexual references to people that he should not be making those references to i know hes like a predator but it just doesnt make me happy

what is this machine even doing? is it draining their blood? you would need some sort of needle or something? ik that brother blood said something about life? is it draining their life force like some kind of dark crystal jim henson type stuff? what's going on with it? their powers? like... if they wanted nightwing then they weren't going for powers, and they did regular humans first anyway? i dont understand.

woah its the titans against a villian with similar powers!!!!!!!! /j

i like this first pairing of kori and jaime and gar and raven against brother blood and damian and dick against slade bc it feels really personal and also fair.

terra was obivously going to save them all there was no doubt in my mind.

and then teamwork and then they win because of course they do

woah she just shot him like three times that was excessive

oh noooo terraaaaa ( im not sad )

DAMIAN GOT A PUPPY EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD IS RIGHT WEONFOIEWFOIBEWOINFOWNEONFEW

"Terra Markov was like a diamond, the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen."

no beast boy dont make me feel for her

i just realized that i think i called "jaime" "hime" for some godforsaken reason i swear to god my ears are stupid.

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final thoughts:

this movie was a bit much for me on sexual innuendos and references, but most of it was plot relevant. i love to see dickory so im good with that. animation was good. characters were good. had to warm up to gar but that's okay.

7/10

#dick grayson #damian wayne #koriand'r #kori anders #terra markov #garfield logan #rachel roth #raven #blue beetle #jamie reyes #nightwing #starfire #beast boy #Teen Titans: the Judas Contract #movie thoughts #movie review

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writergirl35 · 2 years

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Were You Dreaming About Me?

Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Warnings: Slightly cocky Eddie, Spicy but not smutty

Eddie is hiding in your basement instead of hiding at Lover’s Lake. You’ve been hiding with him and acting as a liaison between Eddie and the rest of the party.

Eddie Munson could pinpoint the exact moment his crush on you began. It was 1983. You were a freshman, Eddie was a sophomore. Eddie had been the favorite target of Jason Carver. You were standing at your locker switching out your algebra book for your English book when you heard Jason calling Eddie’s name.

“Hey, freak.” The jock was approaching Eddie, who was a few lockers down from you. You could see Eddie’s shoulders tense in anticipation of the taunting. Inconspicuously, you slide your foot out as Jason passes your locker, tripping the bully and giving Eddie time to escape down the hall. You didn’t think Eddie saw what you had done. But he had, and he loved you for it. Now it was 1986 and you were both seniors. Eddie was working hard in school in the hopes of graduating with you. The past few days have been exhausting for both of you. Eddie was not only hiding from the police, but also Jason’s gang of vigilantes. Steve suggested Eddie hide at your place. Steve was one of your best friends, and he knew he could trust you not to condemn Eddie before you heard the whole story. He also knew your parents were out of town for the week. It was perfect. That’s how you ended up here. Dozing on the couch in your basement as Eddie sits on the floor in front of the couch, mindlessly flipping through the TV channels. The past few days had given you the chance to get to know each other. And gave Eddie the chance to fall hard for you. Your eyelids flutter closed as you began to drift into a restless sleep. Eddie couldn’t help but admire you as you slept. Your hair splayed across the pillow in a beautiful mess and your cheeks flushed a soft pink. A small shiver shook your body, and broke Eddie from his daze. Eddie got to his feet quietly and crossed the room. He grabbed a blanket that was hanging off the back of a chair and brought it over to your shivering body. As gently as he could, he draped the blanket over you, watching as you snuggled into it. Eddie smiled softly and began to sit back down, but froze quickly at the sound of your voice.

“Mmmmm.” You mumbled in your sleep. Shifting slightly under the blanket your soft voice came out in a breathless whisper.

“Mhmm, Eddie.” Your back arched off the couch slightly. Eddie could not believe what was happening. There was no way. He must have heard wrong. There was no way that the girl he’s been crushing on since 1983 could be dreaming about him. Since getting to know Eddie you realized that he was tough on the outside, but a sweet dork on the inside. So it wouldn’t have surprised you to see him doing a little happy dance at the fact that you were dreaming about him. Caught up in his excitement, Eddie tripped over your shoes sitting next to the couch. Before he could collapse on top of you, Eddie caught himself above you, one hand on either side of your head. The shift in weight near your head caused you to quickly open your eyes.

“Eddie?” You mumbled. “Is everything okay?” Eddie’s cheeks flushed, but he smiled, it was almost a cocky smile.

“You were calling out my name y/n.” His eyes connected with yours, and you could see the affection and excitement swimming in those gorgeous brown eyes. Heat rose in your body as you remembered your dream.

“Oh…” You trailed off. You had dreamt of Eddie kissing you. His kiss was needy and desperate against your lips, yet soft and passionate at the same time. Your hands had wound their way into his brown hair, pulling slightly. He gasped slightly at the action, sliding his tongue gently past your lips. This caused you to moan, arching your back. Needing more of him. Eddie’s voice broke through your sleepy haze.

“Were you dreaming about me princess?” He smirked. You could see the triumph in his face. He enjoyed seeing you flustered. Well, two could play at this game. You sat up slightly, back resting on the side of the couch. Your body was slightly pressed into Eddie’s chest. Noses almost touching.

“What if I was?” You ask, raising an eyebrow. A grin formed on your lips. Eddie’s gaze darted down to your lips. Soft, pink, and shiny from your lip gloss. God, those lips. He wanted to kiss you. He wanted to taste you. He wanted to know what it felt like to hold you in his arms, feel you want him.

“Let’s say you were…” Eddie spoke softly. “What were you dreaming about?” You swallowed a lump in your throat, taking that brief moment to collect yourself.

“Kissing yo-” Eddie’s lips found yours before you could finish the sentence. His hands cupped your face, lips moving perfectly against yours. Your hands wander his back, pulling him into your body. Eddie shifts his body into yours, lifting his lower half onto the couch, slipping a knee between your legs. You moan at the contact, allowing Eddie’s tongue to glide against yours. His kisses travel from your lips down your throat, nipping at sucking at your neck. He finds a sensitive spot near your collarbone, and you gasp. You feel his smile against your skin. Just as your hands begin to slip under his Hellfire shirt to explore his body, you hear someone clear their throat behind you. You spring apart and look over the back of the couch. Steve and Robin were standing at the bottom of the stairs followed by Dustin, Max, and Lucas. All of them grinning from ear to ear.

“Soooo,” Robin smiled. “What did we miss?”

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff

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starfruit-supremacy · 2 months

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Starfruit ficlet

The sunlight slowly creeped through the window, signaling the arrival of a new day.

When the rays hit Doc’s face he softly groaned and flipped over to his side. Next to him, his trainee-slash-boyfriend Mac fluttered his eyes open and turned to face the older man.

A playful smile forming on his face, Mac gently touched the end of Doc’s nose with his fingertip. In response, the coach suddenly grabbed Mac and pulled him close.

“Morning to you too,” Mac giggled. His voice was slightly muffled due to being smothered by his lover’s large chest. Doc hummed contentedly, stroking the teen’s hair and giving it a small kiss.

Doc loosened the grip on Mac to allow him to move a little. They looked at each other in sync, smiled and pecked each other on the lips. Once, twice, thrice.

“I love you,” Doc almost whispered.

“Love you too, Doc.” The teen was equally as quiet, nuzzling the crook of Doc’s neck.

As he drifted off to sleep once more, Doc absentmindedly continued to play with Mac’s hair. His eyes slowly shut and he smiled warmly, thinking about how lucky he was to have someone like Mac in his life.

Doc woke up about a few minutes later to realize Mac had left the room. The smell of the coach’s favorite chocolatey breakfast meal wafted through the air.

Just as Doc was processing what was going on, his boyfriend came back with freshly made chocolate chip pancakes with a syrup dispenser and hash browns on a tray.

“Happy birthday, babe!” He beamed, setting the tray down on Doc’s lap as he sat up on the bed.

“Baby, you did this all for me?” Doc felt a tear well from his eye from the gesture and wiped it with his finger.

“Uh-huh! I felt like it’s the least I could do,” Mac looked away bashfully. “You’ve been so kind to me and, y’know, I wanted to surprise you with your favorite...” He trailed off, words failing him.

“C’mere, kid,” The older man made a motion with his hand signaling Mac to come closer.

As soon as he did, Doc immediately started to pepper Mac with kisses as much as he could. All over his hand, his arm, even leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.

“Daaad!” He whined playfully, “The food’s gonna get cold!”

“Alright, alright,” The older man chuckled. He instantly began to chow down on the meal Mac had so lovingly worked on.

There was a sparkle in Doc’s eyes when he let out an “Mmm!” And then another “Mmmmm!” as he treasured every bite.

Mac almost immediately lit up seeing how his lover seemingly couldn’t get enough of his breakfast. Staring at Doc fondly, he admired the way that his coach took a big bite from the fork of pancakes and his heart fluttered each time he licked his lips.

It never ceased to amaze Mac how he could never get bored of his boyfriend’s mannerisms and couldn’t help but goofily smile. Doc took notice of this and paused his meal to smile back at him and give him another kiss on the hand before continuing.

The two of them stayed in comfortable silence while Doc continued to eat, their troubles seemingly melting away just from the domestic bliss they were in.

#punch out #punch out wii #little mac #doc louis #fruits of the star variety #docmac #starfruit #proship #profic #proshipper safe #proship safe #proshippers please interact

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blacksupremacy86 · 10 months

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Bro Resort: Family Life

“Welcome to The Bro Resort” I say walking out to the main doors exit.

“Thank you! I am Allan and these are my kids.” He says.

“Hello Everyone! Give me your hands.” I ask them.

“Excellent! These tattoos will allow you to go anywhere on the island.” I say.

“Anyway! Please take a gander at my cell.”

“Why should we? Uuuuuugggggghhhh!”

“Because said so bitch”

“Type your names in to the four spaces”

“Yes”

“Then report to the room numbers on the keys “

“Yes sir”

“Mwahahahahaha”

I give them exactly a hour as I step on to an elevator pressing the button for the tenth floor as it sped up.

It hits the tenth the floor the doors begin to slide open allowing me access to the high roof top apartment.

The father is the only one there apparently as I stomp my feet as the door slowly closes behind me.

His attention returns to him as he looks up at me with a mindless smile I realize he is all mine.

Slapping his face hard I enjoy all of the truly great moments of everything that led to me being served by him.

Pointing down he falls to his knees in a awe magical moment he falls to his knees in total obedience to me.

I leave him in the endless forest like area of the roof top apartment complex following the trail point.

In the middle of the room his son stares in to a light of nothingness sitting in a chair that reclines.

The light dances across him with a smile on his face he is lost to the world I approach him snapping him back to reality.

He smirks at me reaching for my hand as he taps on his lap he shoves me on to it and holds me down.

His hands wrap over me he can’t stop his eyes from staring at me as he leans in to me closer.

His lips touch mine as we begin to make out to it his hand leaps on to my neck pushing it to him.

Relieving me from his grasp I instruct him to give up his feet and stand up for me are so happy.

In delight of it he jumps up automatically in his own love and splendor in his eyes as they sparkle.

His cock springs up pushing forward I can see the outline of it though his pants as he

is my slave now forever.

“Do you comprehend what I have done to you?”

“This not a vacation island but a slave camp to train and sell.”

“Oh fuck! So hot”

“Yes master”

“What massive tank of a body you have”

“Only to please you “

“Pick me up and take me inside”

“Worship me”

“My life’s goal”

“Where are your brothers?”

“At the beach “

“You and your father make out till I get back “

“Yes sir, fuck yeah!”

“Hey you two!”

“It’s that weirdo “

“What do you want?”

“Weirdo huh?”

“Sorry!”

“Leave us be”

“Sorry! I can’t do it”

“SNAP”

They stood up zonked in to a state of total submission they sway to the sound of my voice.

“What are you ?”

“Your sole property”

“Your slave”

“Kneel at my feet”

“Grab my waist”

“You undo my pants”

“Pull down me underpants “

“Lick my cock”

“Kiss it”

“Suck it”

“Swallow my cum”

“Mmmmm”

“Taste so good”

“Yummy “

“Nutritional “

“Delicious “

“We fall to your thrall”

The end

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transholmes · 2 years

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This was supposed to be some happy, fluffy Gerlion. Alas my mind works the way it always does so it ended up somewhat bittersweet. Slightly nsfwish, trans Dandelion.

Dandelion reclines back against the headboard of the bed, propped up by the pillows, Geralt's head lying in his lap. The room is pleasantly warm and they're both still naked from their previous lovemaking, neither inclined to leave the bed or each other.

Lazily Dandelion's fingers trail through Geralt's hair, gathering it together only to spread it out over his thigh once more.

Geralt sighs lazily and twists his head so his nose is pressed in against Dandelion's cunt. and the poet lets out half chocked sound that mutates into a chuckle.

"I thought you would still be worn out from last time," he says still laughing softly.

"Mmmmm, just want to remember how you smell."

The laughter dies on Dandelion's lips. He had, for a precious little while, managed to forget that the time when they would part for the year was looming closely now.

Autumn used to be his favorite season. The turning of leaves making the world a riot of yellows and red. The taste of hot mulled wine, honey-dripped venison, and roasted chestnuts. The smell of rain and wet earth. They all enchanted him.

But now? Now each passing year makes him hate this time a little more. Because when the leaves are no longer fully green, when the fire burns lively in the hearth and the earth begins to smell of decaying leaves? That's when Geralt will leave him.

That he returns in spring matters less and less for the months stretching between are bleak and lifeless. Dandelion has begun to teach winter classes at Oxenfurt simply to distract himself from the deepening ache inside, an echo of a man who should be there but isn't.

"Dandelion?"

Blinking Dandelion pulls himself back to the present and looks down at Geralt who is looking up at him.

Looking terribly serious Geralt reaches up and tugs at his shoulder, pulling Dandelion down to lie beside him. He buries his hand in Dandelion's short, yellow curls.

"I want to remember every part of you through winter," Geralt says.

Stay, Dandelion thinks. Stay and you wouldn't have to just remember me.

But he knows that if Geralt did not return to Kaer Morhen during the winter he'd miss and fret about his brothers, as they would about him. There are so few of them left.

So uncharacteristically he says nothing, but leans forward and kisses Geralt instead, nipping gently at his lips and his fingers tracing along the muscles of Geralt's arms, downward before curling around his hips and pressing his cunt in against Geralt's cock.

"Then let me make sure you recall all of me," he tells him.

#gerlion #geraskier #geralt #jaskier #geralt of rivia #dandelion #trans dandelion #willow writing

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