#ngl I have such a soft spot for him he's such a sweetheart!!

[a-la-rascasse]

Happy birthday CHRIS AMON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (20/07/1943 - ∞) ⚡

Christopher Arthur Amon was born in Bulls, New Zealand, in a family of wealthy sheep-owners and he was their only child. Growing up on the family farm, he learned to drive at a young age: with the help of a farm worker, at only six years old, he learned to drive the tractor. After finishing his school years, at 17 years old, Chris' fascination with speed manifested itself: first he got his flight license and later he persuaded his father to purchase his first ever car, an Austin A40 special and took part in small local races and hillclimb competitions (and used to practise a lot on the family farm). With his family's support, he later bought a Cooper and then a Maserati 250F; but his talent started shining when he started driving the Cooper-Climax T51 (the same that Bruce McLaren used to win his first ever grand prix). The talented young Kiwi caught the attention of the English driver Reg Parnell, that asked him to join his team back in England, and subsequently a chance to enter in the world of Formula 1

Following a series of tests for the team Parnell, Chris made his debut at the Monaco GP in 1963, but luck didn't seem to be on his side (not even at his debut race ffs): his teammate's car, the French Maurice Trintignat, developed a misfire, so he had to take Chris' car. He stayed with the Parnell team until Reg's sudden passing. In 1965 Chris found himself without a seat so, fellow Kiwi Bruce McLaren, managed to get him to join Ford with him as a test driver, a very important step in his career. In that same period of time, he sporadically raced for different teams, but always as a replacement. But in 1966, he would go on and score his biggest achivement of his career: partnered up with Bruce, at the wheel of a Ford GT40, the two Kiwis won the prestigious 24 hours of Le Mans.

His recent success, put Chris under the spotlight and of course it attracted a lot of offers, but the one that appealed the most the young driver, was the one he got from Enzo Ferrari to drive for the Scuderia. As a Ferrari driver he really managed to show his driving skills, gaining a lot of podiums, but never managing to score a win: he often got let down by his machinery or suffered accidents, and not only in Formula 1, but many other competitions (12 hours of Sebring, 1000km of Monza or Nurbirgring); but in 1969 Chris won the Tasman Series driving for the Scuderia Veloce. After his stay with the Italian team, Chris made what was to be the first of several moves to smaller and newer teams like March, then the French Matra, the Italian Tecno and even tried to create his own team in 1974, the Chris Amon Racing, but unfortunately the car wasn't competitive enough, and later decided to abandon the project. His last F1 race would be the infamous '76 German GP, driving for Ensign: he retired from the race after he stopped to rescue Niki Lauda from his burning Ferrari, he later stated that he saw way too many drivers die in similar conditions and that he wanted to act. After rescuing the Austrian driver, Chris refused to restart the race, Morris Nunn, the team boss, decided to fire him for that, giving Chris a good reason to retire from F1, and go back to New Zealand.

In 1977, after being persuaded by Walter Wolf, he briefly took part in the Can-Am series, but later left his seat for the young and promising French-Canadian driver, Gilles Villeneuve.

After retiring he went back to New Zealand and for a long time dedicated himself in running the family farm, and later in the 80s he would appear test-driving cars in a TV programme called Motor-show. In 2016, Chris would pass away of cancer, at the age of 73.

Despite Gilles being 'discovered' by James Hunt, it was Chris that pushed Ferrari to sign the young driver, after witnessing his talent during the Can-Am series, stating that "No problem, take my word for it…this is your man".

About his 'bad' luck, Chris often stated, on several occasions, that he competed for a decade and a half in Formula 1 and survived some serious accidents, whilst others, including many friends, suffered serious injuries and death, so he actually never considered himself unlucky.

Despite not having won an official F1 race/World championship, he scored 11 podiums and he's regarded as one of the best drivers to have graced the sport, underlining once again that talent is what makes the difference.

#tw death #happy birthdaaay chriiiiiiis aaaaaaaaah!!!!! #ngl I have such a soft spot for him he's such a sweetheart!! #I feel a bit guilty for this wall of text but chris deserves every essay ever!! #(bruce and gilles.. can you leave me alone for two just two seconds?) #they live in my head rent free #chris amon #<3333 #classic f1 #f1 #formula 1 #retro f1 #f1 1960s #f1 1970s #f1_bdays

[nanaslutt]

ngl i've only been thinking about cock warming nanami while cuddling and its really soft and sweet 😖😖

also what would you think of having designated emojis for anons 👉👈

i love the idea of designated emojis!! did you want to be 👉👈 annon or??

contains: fem reader, established marriage, sooo many pet names are used for reader, cockwarming, dirty talk, teasing, fingering, breif hand job, somnophillia at the end if you squint

MDNI

Nanami had taken some time off recently, telling his boss and coworkers alike that he was going on some exotic trip with his wife (you). When in reality, he just needed some consecutive time off with you, just completele uninterupted wife time. He didnt even neccisarily have anything exciting planned for the two of you on his vacation, you went out to dinner a couple times last week but he really just needed you close to him, even if you were doing something mundane.

The two of you sat on the couch together, the tv droning in the background while kento read his book. Your legs were laid across his lap, and his free hand that wasn't holding his book was rubbing patterns into your calves soothingly. He needed this so bad. Your skin was so soft and warm under his palm, your presence in the room was all he needed to relax, he wished this vacation could last forever.

Your husband kept stealing glances at you, studying your sleepy face and the way your hand slipped under your his shirt and rested on your tummy. Every move you made had him seemingly stuck in a trance. When your show went to comercial break, you sat up and started to slide under nanami's arm to sit on his lap. He cradled your body against his, resting his big palm on the small of your back as he slipped his own hand under your shirt and scratched your back.

"Mmmmm." you moaned in appreciation at his antics, his trimmed nails felt so good on your skin while the warm heat of his body radiated through your own, making you feel dizzy. "Feel good, sweetheart?" He asked, smiling at your reaction but keeping his eyes glued to his book. "Yes, feels so good Kento, wish time would stop at this moment forever." You mumbled into his shoulder, stealing the words from his brain. "Me too, my love." He said sweetly, making you hum at the nickname.

You were pressed impossibly close to him, chest to chest, you could not be closer and still; you needed more. You wished you could become one with him, so you would never be apart. Your own unrealistic thoughts made you sigh out loud as you slumped against him. “Something wrong my love?" He asked, setting his book down open faced on the coffee table as to not lose his spot, before he brought his other hand to join in on scratching your back.

"Mhm, just wish I could be closer to you." You whined into his shoulder, making your body jolt as he laughed at your needy words. "I have just the solution if you're up for it." He said, sliding his hands down the side of your body before rubbing them back up, and repeating the process. You tried to blink away the sleepiness his soothing touch was bringing, whispering out an 'okay' as your eyes fluttered shut.

He pulled you off of his chest, keeping his large hands on your hips as he stared at your sleepy face fondly. "How do you feel about keeping my cock warm inside you? Hmm?" He asked, making your eyes flutter open as a smile crept its way onto your face. "Sounds perfect, Kento." You smiled, cradling his face in your hands as you brought your face towards his, and connected your lips softly.

The two of you kissed slowly and passionately, your sleepiness really being evident to him at how lazy your lips were against his. "You can fall asleep just as soon as I get inside you, okay?" He spoke against your lips, his warm breath tickling your face as you nodded. You gave him one last peck on his soft lips before your hand dropped to his crotch to get him hard.

You were surprised to feel that he was already one step ahead of you, which made you giggle as you rubbed your hand along the length of his cock through his pants, "Kento what's this~" you teased, making his jaw drop in a small o as you continued rubbing him, "What made you get so hard, huh?" You asked, smiling against his face before you pulled your head back, looking between the two of you.

You would never not be shocked at the sheer size of him. The way your hand barely fit around his cock when you jerked him off, the way he stretched you open when he fucked his cock inside you, each and every time. "Just your face gets me erect." He said, all too formally, making you giggle. "Well, I'm glad." You said, leaning down to leave a peck on his forehead before you dropped both hands to his pants and started unzipping his slacks.

You looked at him from underneath your lashes, and he nodded his approval at you, silently telling you to keep going. You continued unzipping his slacks and pulling his pants slightly down his thighs, just a couple inches so you had an easier time pulling his cock out. Nanami lifted his hips to aid your efforts, sighing in relief when your hands slipped into his boxers and pulled out his fully erect cock.

You were already only dressed in a t-shirt and panties, which would make it so much easier for you to get him inside you quicker. The sight of his unobstructed cock made your mouth water as you gave him a couple strokes before pulling your panties to the side and revealing your dripping cunt to his eyes. "You were teasing me for being aroused when you're this wet yourself?" He smiled, reaching his hand between the two of you to rub his fingertips against your hole to feel your wetness.

"This is your fault!" You exclaimed playfully, your laugh getting cut off with a gasp when he slid two thick fingers into your hole, keeping his eyes on you and dropping his mouth open, mimicking your own. "Yeah?" he smirked, "Thinking about cockwarming your husband get you all wet?" He asked, making you nod as your eyes rolled back in your head, lids falling shut. "What was that?" He repeated when he didn't hear your verbal answer.

Nanami was very adamant about you using your words when you wanted something. You should never be embarrassed to ask or tell him anything, he was your husband—of course he would cater to your each and every need, but how would he know what you wanted if you didn't use your voice?

"Yes, thinking about your dick inside me made me wet." You said. As he could see throughout your time together, his way of making you verbalize your needs had resulted in his pretty wife having such a filthy mouth. "Good girl." He praised, making you smile as he started to scissor his fingers inside your hole, stretching you out to take his cock.

"F-cuk, Kento-" You wined, squeezing your eyes shut as he opened you up for his cock, simultaneously rubbing your g-spot to get you even wetter. "Feel good, honey?" He asked, smiling at your pleasured face. "Yes, P-please, put it in now." You said, impatiently. He was working you over so well, but you just wanted him inside you already. Your heart was about to burst out of your chest with the need to be one with him. "Not yet, you're not prepped enough." He said as he continued to fuck his fingers in and out of you, creating lewd squelching noises that reached your ears and made you even more aroused.

"I'm fine, promise I can take it K-ken, please, just give me your cock, please." You begged, opening your eyes as you reached your own hand between the two of you and wrapped it around his cock. Your slow strokes must have convinced him because he let out a defeated sigh and removed his fingers from you. You smiled watching your husband suck his large fingers into his mouth and lick off your cum before he popped them out, completely clean of your juices. "You're so dirty, Kento." You giggled watching him lick his lips clean. He made sure to swallow every last drop of you before he spoke. "It's not my fault my wife is so sweet." He praised.

You continued stroking his cock, before you wadded up a glob of spit in your mouth and let it fall against the tip of his dick, easing the slide and wetting him even more as you lined his member up with your cunt. "Easy." Nanami reminded, to which of course you listened. Nanami was constantly bending his own rules for you, so if you hurt yourself by putting his cock inside you right now-- with you not being as prepped as he would like-- you knew he would get frustrated, and you didn't want that. You enjoyed teasing Nanami, but right now you didn't want to ruin this sweet and intimate moment.

He trusted your judgment though, if you said you were ready, you were ready. You winced when you started sitting down on his mushroom tip, his girth stretching you out and causing mild discomfort. Nanami moaned in tandem with you as you sunk lower and lower on his cock, his length seemed to go on forever. "Almost there, doing so good for me, sweetheart." He praised, holding the sides of your body in a tight but loving grip to take some of the pressure off your thighs and keep your body hovering over his lap while you took his cock.

"F-fuuuuuck." You moaned, letting your head tip back when you sat flush against your hips, his cockhead pressed snugly against your cervix. Nanami let out a breath he didn't know he was holding when you bottomed out. He started rubbing his large hands on the sides of your body, caressing you before he moved his hands to your back and pressed your chest against his, making you lean forward and lay your head into the crook of his neck. "Good girl, good fucking girl. His soothing voice vibrated through your body.

You wrapped your legs comfortably around his hips, whining briefly when his cock was jolted even deeper inside you at the new angle. Having his cock inside you like this, pressing up against all of the right places, and feeling his warmth from inside you now, was doing all the right things to your body. Your eyes started feeling heavy when Nanami once again started scratching his nails over your back. "Are you okay, my love? Does it hurt?" He checked, looking down at your form that was attached snugly to his. "So f-full, but It feels perfect Ken." You said, pressing small kisses to his neck in between your words.

"You're so good to me." He said, letting his own head tip back as your light kisses turned into sucking, his eyes rolled back in his head when he felt your tongue poke his neck between your plush lips in between your sucking. You felt his cock twitch inside you at your antics, making you beam with how easy it was to rile him up. You left one last kiss against his neck before returning your head to lay on his shoulder, heaving a relaxed sigh. "That should be my line," You said, giggling, "You always know just what I need."

Your husband hummed against you as he continued to draw shapes and patterns directly against your soft skin, making you hum and moan in appreciation every so often. "Ken," your soft voice started, "'M sleepy." He smiled and hummed in acknowledgment before he spoke, "Do you want to move to the bedroom?" He asked, waiting patiently for your answer. You took a couple beats to respond, the sleepiness making you ponder his question for longer than normal before you nodded against his shoulder.

"Alright, baby." Nanami reached over to grab the TV remote and turn it off, turning off the side table lamp as well before he scooped you up in his arms, holding you up from your thighs and keeping you snug around his waist as he walked the two of you to your shared bedroom. His cock slid in and out of you a couple inches when he walked, making you moan, and making your cunt drip out around him.

"Sorry sweetheart, almost there." He spoke a fake apology through his teeth. He loved the way you felt inside when he held you up like this. The way you squeezed his cock while he made a path for the bedroom made his legs weak, biting his lip when he felt your cum drip down his balls, begging his legs not to give out when he was so close to your shared room.

Your chest rising and falling steadily against him made Nanami's heart flutter in his chest, he knew you were waiting for him to get the two of you situated in bed before you fell asleep, and he thought it was the most precious thing in the world. How did he end up with such a sweet wife?

"Gonna take it out for a second, okay?" He said, making you whine at the loss as he picked you up off his cock, still holding you in his arms as his girth popped out of you, hanging heavily between his legs as his hard-on had gone down slightly from being still inside you for so long.

"Kento.." You sleepily wined, your cunt clenching around nothing at the loss of him. "I know, I know, patience." He reminded when he sat you down on the end of the bed. You sat obediently, your eyes fluttering open and closed as you watched your husband and waited for him to pull back the comforter for the two of you. "Alright, come here." He said, picking up your body from under your arms he situated you under the soft sheets, sliding in behind you. He pulled the comforter over the two of you before he snuck his hand underneath them and gave himself a few quick strokes on his cock.

Once he felt he was hard enough to put it back in, he slid your panties to the side once more and slipped his cock back inside your warm walls, making you both moan in unison as he did so. "Yess, 's good~" You slurred against the pillows. His cock had gone in so much easier this time around, he had your soaked pussy to thank for that.

He pressed his hips flush against your ass, groaning at how deep he reached in this position before he wrapped his big arms around your torso snugly. He humped his hips against yours slowly, massaging your sweet spot with the head of his cock as he fucked you into dreamland. "K-Kento, l-love you." You whispered, words broken up by your soft moans at the feeling of his cock slowly fucking you. "Love you more baby, go to sleep now, I got you." He hushed, rotating his hips against your ass. You relaxed against him, your sleep coming on so much faster thanks to how he was literally rocking you to sleep with his hips.

The two of you continued to moan softly together in the protection of your bedroom. No one to bother the two of you as you cuddled each other intimately. You rubbed patterns into his arms that wrapped around your torso, and his lips pressed soft comforting kisses against your back, shoulder— wherever they could reach, he kissed.

When your whimpers died down and your breathing evened out he knew you had drifted off to sleep. He stilled his hips against you, feeling the own throbbing of his cock start to cease as he got sleepier and sleepier himself. The way your cunt pulsed and squeezed around him every so often was so relaxing, the dull pleasure was lulling him into what would be the best sleep of his life. "I'm the luckiest man alive." He whispered into your hair, before he pressed a soft kiss onto the back of your head and let himself join you in dreamland.

#this is the softest thing i’ve written #i think nanami is the loml #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami smut #nanami kento #kento nanami #nanami x you #jjk nanami #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanamin #nanami x reader #nanami fluff #gojo smut

[your-local-baguette]

Jumping in their arms after not seeing eachother for long

Warnings: not proofread. Just fluff.

Jjk: characters: gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, sukuna.

Satoru gojo

Gojo is very expressive and he doesn't care who sees your relationship. If he hasn't seen you in a while he'll run towards you, and you'll do the same, probably. He lifts you up and spins you around, a huge smile on his face. When he finally put you down, you both share a long kiss and start laughing together for absolutely no reason. You guys are silly like that.

Itadori yuuji

I feel like yuuji is not shy at all in public, if hasn't seen you in a while he'll open his arms and welcome you happily. He'll most likely also spin you around, he's the kind of guy to press his cheek on top of your head, if you're shorter than him. But yuuji is an absolute sweetheart, he'll give you tons of kisses and squeeze you. He gives me vibes of swinging you from side to side.

Megumi fishiguro

He's isn't really into pda but if you came running into his arms he'd welcome you. If it has been really long, it's most likely he'll hug you really tight but he won't make any rash movement like spinning or swinging you. Still i feel like he'd bury his face in your shoulder or neck and just stay there for a while. He's very warm but the moments when he hasn't seen you in really long he just won't care about others and will straight hug you anywhere.

Ryomen sukuna

...

You'd be hugging him and he'd have one arm on you patting your back slightly aggressively and he'd be looking away. Just so he's sure not one sees him blush. He really has a soft spot for you, but after a while ngl i feel like he'd push you off. Not to hurt you but i have a feeling that sweet affection like this makes sukuna weak in the knees.

#jjk fluff #jjk #jjk fanfic #jjk megumi #jjk fushiguro #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jjk sukuna #sukuna x reader #gojo x reader #megumi x reader #jjk itadori #jjk yuuji #yuuji x reader #itadori x reader #fanfic #x reader

[lilykatelyn-blog]

first time w/ txt <33

ofc anon! <333

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pairing: txt x reader

genre: smut, fluff

warnings: fingering, protected sex, pet names (baby, Jagi, Jagiya, babe, honey), kissing, making out, dirty talk, soft sex, cursing, Big Dick Yeonjunnie and Soobinnie, aftercare :), fem bodies in Tae’s and Soob’s, squirting.

❤︎Yeonjun❤︎

He’s soft, despite what everyone says, that’s what I think. He’ll take his time slowly fingering you because.. 9 inches- and my man is girthy, very girthy. He makes you cum at least twice on his fingers, and once on his mouth. Then comes the dick, and it was worth it. He moans so much at your tight hole, and you moan at how good he hammers into you. Let’s just say you passed out after that. His aftercare is so soft, he cleans you up with a towel, you two take a shower if you have the stamina (but you passed out). He gives you water and cuddles up to you whispering sweet nothings, and how well you did as you guys drift off <3

“mmh- J-Jagiya, taking me so- nngh, s-so well,” he whispered as he thrusted in quickly, watching your blissed out expression. God, he could almost cum to that. “J-jun~, so go-od,” You trailed off, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Jun-n~, co-ming~.” You warned as you squirted all over him. “Fuck baby, nngh- coming too,” he told you as he thrusted a few more times before he stilled, painting your walls white.

❤︎Soobin❤︎

So so so sweet ❤️ He’s so soft prepping you, while praising you softly. He had it all planned, you would have champagne, watch a movie, then have sex (man had it in his plan notebook saying literally that 💀) also made sure he had multiple condoms and was clean. He slowly eased into you, waiting for you to adjust to his size, because let’s not lie, he’s BIG. And not like 6 inches big, but like 8-9 inches BIG. He has to hold back while slowly thrusting into you, because you’re just so tight and it just feels so good. For aftercare, he’s on another level, he runs a bubble bath, gets you water, food of youre hungry, and makes sure you’re comfortable. He’s just an all rounded sweetheart <3

You were on Soobin’s lap, champagne long forgotten. You swallowed each others moans as you both grinder on each other. “Babe- fuck.” He whispered pulling away and stopping you. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing, just need to be inside you right now.” He muttered in your neck, lifting you up and leading you two into the bedroom, where you continued your make out session, sharing many kisses into the night.

❤︎Beomgyu❤︎

He makes it pleasurable, and something you noticed is, what he lacks in length, he makes up for in girth. THiCK, super thick. He’ll try to hold himself back, but he’ll fail. Honestly, more of a groaner than a moaner ngl. As he thrusts into you, he’ll either be praising and dirty talking or just dirty talking. He doesn’t have the patience to finger you, but he still will to some extent because he wants you to enjoy yourself as much as possible. For aftercare, he is so sweet and just smiled sheepishly and giggled at your fucked out expression.

“did I go too hard?” He asked, giggling and smiling as he gently lowered you into the bath. “just a bit.” You slurred and giggled a bit. “I’ll be back Jagi.” He ran to get you water. As soon as he got back, he joined you and.. well.. another round started as soon as you got out. “Nghhhhh- so good for me honey~” he grunted thrusting into you hard. You couldn’t do anything but moan. As you once again reached your high, you wanted him. “G-gyu.. co-cominnnngg~” you stammered. “Me too,” he groaned, hitting just the right spot as you squirted on his dick and he came in his condom.

❤︎Taehyun❤︎

boob man. I just know it. The first time you guys have sex, he’s all over them. He’s kissing them, fucking them, cumming on them, all the good stuff. Then he slowly fingers you until your hole is big enough to take him. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still a bit of a stretch, but it’s less painful than it would have been. Ughhh, he is so into oral, just sucking at your clit so hard, making your brain go into oblivion, all words long gone and just incoherent noises remained.

“T-tae!” You screamed tugging on his hair for the nth time, as he made you cum on his mouth for the 2nd time that night. “Just one more Jagi, then I’ll fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.” As he licked up your slit again. “T-tae! Too sensitive! No more!” You moaned, trying to push him away but failing, after a while the pain turned into pleasure and you found yourself coming undone once again.

❤︎Huening Kai❤︎

also a big boob guy. Very big on it, always stuttering as he entered you. Only after fingering you and you blowing him. He has to physically force himself not to cum inside you after you cum. He enters back in after you cum, chasing his own high and eventually cumming all over your stomach and boobs.

“nngh, too tight!” He moaned, pulling out and jerking himself off after you came twice on his dick. You just watched the lewd scene as he came undone, moaning your name and collapsing. After he came to his senses, he got a damp towel and cleaned both of you up, giving you water and food. Then, you two cuddled and kissed through the night until you both fell asleep &lt;3

#txt smut #txt x reader #txt #yeonjun smut #soobin smut #beomgyu smut #taehyun smut #huening Kai smut #hyuka’s smut #Yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #huening Kai x reader #hyuka x reader #tomorrow x together

[extemts]

Since you asked, I will be here kindly dropping an ask for a request to write something for Joost.

Do you do sweet jealousy? Where the reader is jealous? Nothig toxic obviously 😂

For example where now that he is gaining more love from people, and thus more attention from girls too, the reader pouts when he talks to this girl who approached him and she is a bit more touchy feely with him? While she is understanding and happy for him, naturally the jealousy can't be hold back.

Or whip something up that just flows from your imagination 😌

Thank you in advance!

Mwah 💋

Well, my boyfriends pretty cool, you will never reach him.

I love this one!! I always think about this ngl. People cross boundaries a lil too much, so this is your reminder to be aware of your surroundings.

requested? yes!

reader? gender neutral!

genre? jealousy, eventual fluff

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

Cold post show beers, breezy hangouts behind the venue, thank you's being exchanged, it was all routine at some point. After his shows someone would get some cold beer while the crew enjoyed the nice breeze outside the venue after the show, just for everyone to cool down, especially Joost. You however stayed rather quiet today, your red hands wrapping around the ice cold bottle, the look in your eyes rather empty as you stare at your boyfriend and those girls next to him.

Unfortunately the area behind the venue seemed to be easily accessible to everyone, and while you were always happy for him to have fans that care so much, it would get hard to watch from time to time. He would never decline a photo with a fan, or an autograph, even the countless gifts he regularly got unless he was genuinely unwell, but the dutch singer was still high on adrenaline and already quite drunk, so he basically welcomed the group of girls with open arms, ready to listen to them. Typically this would really never be an issue, most people knew about your relationship and always supported it, even though you never made it public, so sometimes you were even asked to be in the photo along with them, but this particular group of girls seemed to be completely oblivious to the concept of personal space. One of them seemed particularly interested in him- she must have been your age aswell, at least the tattoos you could see on her body told you quite clearly that she was a grown woman. If it would have been a fourteen year old fangirl or something, you might have been able to excuse it.

There she stood, that grin on her face as she runs her fingers over the tattoos on Joost's arm, talking about how he looks oh so good with them. She kept getting more physical in subtle yet somehow obvious ways, to the point where he started looking awfully uncomfortable too, especially by the time he shot a glance at you only to see that pout and the empty look in your eyes as you stare at them. "Any plans after the show? You must be celebrating the end of your tour. I know a really cool club just around the corner, maybe I'll see you there." she eventually let her fingers drift off of his arm as she gives him one last little wave before leaving with her friends, still giggling carelessly like she didn't have a worry in the world. Once he was free of her again, you felt Joost sitting down next to you, your eyes piercing through the ground until he wrapped his arm around you, making you look up at him again. "I'm sorry sweetheart, some people don't know boundaries..." he whispers as not to pull the attention of the rest of the crew on you, somehow making the accent in his voice even more prominent by doing so. He leans in and starts posting soft kisses along your jawline, knowing damn well this is a ticklish spot for you.

It cheered you up, made you chuckle again before pushing his face away with your hand, trying to break free from the tickling feeling. "Now don't just push me away!" he starts acting all offended, gasping at your behavior before he goes right back to attacking your face with a swarm of soft little pecks all over, his arms wrapped around you so you truly have no way of escaping, if you even wanted that.

okaaaay lets go

#joost klein #joost klein fanfiction #joost #joost klein x reader #fanfiction #eurovison song contest #europapa

[ghostedcas]

Can you do William and Afab!Reader snugglefucking?

snugglefucking 🥺🫶

i hope this is to your tastes sweet nonnie <3

MINORS DNI !!

william afton x afab!reader

word count: 450

warnings: soft smut, snugglefuck, very very light dubcon/somnophilia (reader is like half asleep and consent is not direclty given but is implied/refrenced consent has been arranged beforehand), 18+, probably ooc william afton bc it's soft (they're both sleepy)

a/n: i'm a virgin and that's probably gonna be very obvious from how i write smut, my only experience with sex is the fact that i've been reading fanfics since i was 10 so literally 10, almost 11 years💀 that said, please bear with me >.< as always, reader is afab and referred to with some "fem" petnames, but identifying gender is not specified.

a/n 2.0: also i wrote this at my grandparents' house while tipsy💅

a/n 3.0: soooooo all the stuff i wrote while drunk at my grandparents' house got deleted because tumblr is a lil BITCH and ngl i forgot most of what i wrote so i hope this version is okay. i may come back and rewrite this again and make it a little longer just because i feel awful about taking so long to get this out

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your eyes were still blurry with sleep in the early morning as you felt your husband slipping your underwear down your legs as he laid behind you, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder as he slid the obstructing fabric off your body.

you glanced over to check the time, 04:46. you supposed william had woken for work and was feeling rather needy, taking advantage of your previously established arrangement. one both of you took advantage of often.

"mornin' darling, didn't mean to wake you." a lie.

"morning will.. 's okay."

"just relax for me, sweet."

and with his voice so sweet and husky, hoarse with the grogginess of having just woken minutes before you, how could you not relax? his touch moving slowly up your thigh, teasing you just so, before he places a calloused finger to your clit, rubbing slow and teasing circles.

a soft hum of pleasure escapes your lips at his sensual touch, spurring the brit on more. his finger slipping down to slip inside you, curling the digit against the spongy spot deep inside you.

"that's it sweetheart, takin' it so well..." william muttered into your ear lowly as he pressed kisses and nibbles to your neck, slipping a second finger into your throbbing cunt.

william relished in the sounds of your sleepy moans, hips bucking into his hands slightly as he drove his fingers into you at a languid pace. the lewd sounds of your slick against his palm filling both your ears.

feeling his long fingers slip out of you, you let out a broken whine at the loss, only to be met with the feeling of his tip pressing to your core.

"shh, don't complain angel. quit your whining, i'll give you what you want."

"will, please..." you gasped out, begging him so sweetly for something he wasn't even denying you.

william lifts one of your legs gently, moving it back just so to place it back on his thigh as he pushed himself up into you from behind, making sure to go slow as he pushed in, wanting both to be careful with you as well as torture you with his sluggish pace.

soft, broken moans leave both your lips as he slowly pushes in, taking his sweet time bottoming out. once he does he starts a slow, torturous drag, in and out, in and... out.

"fuck, doll. feels good, nice and tight for me, yeah?" william grunts into your ear, his right hand coming down and sliding across your front, making it's way down your stomach to meet your clit once more.

you could never tire of waking up like this, and perhaps you'd have to return the favour tomorrow.

#william afton x reader #william afton x reader smut #william afton smut #ghostedcas #casper writes #casper's 💌

[hp-hcs]

ngl i’d lose my mind for some bottom mattheo x male reader content, there isn’t enough 🤧

(is there any at all just asking for a friend)

• smut • “best friends”, my ass (and your ass too, while we’re at it) — best friend! submissive! bottom! mattheo riddle x AMAB! soft top! reader

stuck in the hospital for the foreseeable future, so have some more shitty fanfic, my lil gayass weirdos

i’m also really fuckin high on pain meds rn so this is undoubtedly gonna be the most shameless fuckin smut i’ve ever written yw ig

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“Would you fuck me?”

Your head shot up to stare at Mattheo with comically wide eyes as he burst into your dorm room and shut the door behind him.

You managed to splutter out a very caught-off-guard, “I- what?”

“Would you fuck me, Y/n? Pretty please, with a condom on top?”

You just stared at him, mouth agape in shock. Finally finding your voice after a painfully long moment, you asked, “Are you high?”

Mattheo rolled his eyes. “Entirely sober, I assure you.”

“Then- then why are you…?”

He sighed dramatically and trudged over to your bed, falling face down onto it. “Please?”

“That’s not really a reason, Riddle.”

“Fine! Fine. I want to lose my bottom virginity, alright?”

“I swear to Merlin-” you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Why me? You can literally just breathe and have people throw themselves at you. So why me?”

“Well…I want to- I wanna try being, like…submissive,” he mumbled, obviously embarrassed. “An’- an’ I trust you t’ take care of me ‘n be gentle an’ shit.”

“Damn, alright. Yeah…” you trailed off. “Shit, I mean, I’m flattered, really. Uh, yeah- yeah, I’ll do it.”

He visibly perked up. “Wait- really? You’d really do that for me?”

“Yeah,” you shrugged. “What else’re friends for?”

“Oh, so we’re still on the whole ‘best friends’ bullshit, huh?” He snickered.

“I’m already regretting this,” you sighed, actively choosing to ignore what he said. “This is a terrible idea.”

~~~

“This was a brilliant fuckin’ idea,” you gasped as you sank into him, moaning at the sensation. He was so tight and warm around you that you had to pause for a second just to catch your breath.

Mattheo whimpered underneath you, his face screwed up in mild discomfort. You gently stroked his side, pressing tiny kisses to his cheeks and murmuring, “Oh- you’re doing so good, sweetheart. So, so good. Y’feel amazing.”

Mattheo whimpered again, his fingers tightening their grip on your shoulders.

You let out a shaky breath, trying not to lose your composure. “Baby- baby, please- can I move?”

“Gimme- g-gimme a sec?” He whispered, his voice wavering.

“O-of course, honey,” you murmur back, trying to stay as still as possible for his sake. “Take as long as you need.”

After a moment of listening to his shaky breaths slowly even out, you eventually heard a softly whispered, “Okay, you can move.”

At his permission, you slowly started to move in and out. You groaned into his neck. “Merlin- you feel incredible, baby.”

Mattheo gasped when you hit a certain spot with a particularly hard thrust. “Fuck! There- do that again!”

You complied with his request, increasing the strength behind each movement until Mattheo was a whimpering, moaning mess beneath you. He cried out your name as he quickly came, his fingers scrabbling for hold on your shoulders and his nails digging into the skin.

You moaned loudly as he tightened around you, your stomach flip-flopping at the intensity of the sensation. You made a move to pull out, but Mattheo quickly tightened his shaking legs around your hips, tugging you back in.

“Please, no,” he begged. “Need- need- please!”

“Shh,” you shushed him, running a gentle hand up his stomach and chest. “Take a breath, honey. Tell me what you need.”

“Need-” His cheeks flushed and he covered his face with his hands in embarrassment. “Need y’to keep going.”

You grinned, the tips of your ears going red.

You gripped his hips, resuming your original pace. Mattheo’s eyes practically rolled back in his skull as his jaw dropped from the overstimulation.

You grunted, speeding up to chase your high. You came with a low moan of his name, your orgasm hitting you out of nowhere like the goddamn Hogwarts Express.

Your arms shook and gave out as you collapsed on top of him. You panted heavily before pressing a soft kiss to his forehead and pulling out; rolling off of him and onto your back as you tried in vain to catch your breath.

He grinned and curled into your side, his slow and steady breaths warm against the crook of your neck. You both sat in a comfortable silence for a long moment before Mattheo interrupted it.

“So…best friends, huh?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Why don’t you make me?”

#harry potter #hp #fuck jkr #hp x male reader #x male reader #x reader #mattheo riddle x male reader #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #male reader

[princessbrunette]

“you told me your new man don’t make you nut, that’s a damn shame” all mine by brent faiyaz!

kind of toxic ex!rafe coded ngl…

- malibu barbie

ooooooooo !! so this lyric has always reminded me of jj for some reason but i can definitely see the toxic ex!rafe comparison !!

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

you’re parading this new beau of yours around at a party. your coming out as a couple, one might think. it was laughable, really — even rafe knew this poor excuse of a man looked pathetic in comparison to him. you’re glued to his side for the most part of the night, barely sparing rafe a glance and it’s really getting under his skin. he knows what you’re doing, you had brought him here just to shove it in his face.

the oldest cameron finally spotted his chance when your boyfriend had excused himself to the bathroom. weak, rafe thinks — at a party like this with the dress you’re wearing? rafe never would have let you out his sight. hell, he would have dragged you into that bathroom to have his way with you. if he needed to piss that badly he could have you hold the canon steady, letting you drunkenly giggle with two hands around his cock. this guys got no clue.

you wait in the hallway for your new man, and as soon as that bathroom door closes rafe is sliding up infront of you, leaning against the adjacent wall, pretending he’s in the one man queue to piss.

“hi, how are you?” he acts like he cares, kind and soft smile plastered on his face, not turning smug for a moment even when your eyes jump down to the glimmering chain barely tucked into his shirt, the same chain that used to batter you in the face occasionally during sex.

“hi, rafe.” you resist an eye roll, shifting on your feet with your arms folded over yourself. your body language was practically cowering at whatever seduction technique he was about to unload on you. you had grown stronger, but not that strong. not immune.

“i see uh— see you brought someone. what’s… what’s his name again?” he’s smirking, squinting and waving a hand by his temple briefly like he’s trying to remember. you blink at him, bottom lip begging to pout.

“his name isn’t important.” you defend, not quite realising how bad that sounds until it had left you. he chuckles, raising his eyebrows and looking around casually, lifting his glass to his lips.

“yeah, no… his name is definitely… not important.”

“what do you want? are you just coming here to pick on me?” the pout roams free, his behaviour even making you wanna shove him, stomp your foot — all kind of childishness. you always were terrible at acting unbothered.

“would never do that, sweetheart.” he softens but he doesn’t lose the ego, if anything it grows. “just… just curious, you know— wanna know what the hell you see in that poor sucker.”

“he’s nice. nicer than you, that’s for sure.” you frown, glancing at the bathroom door. what was taking him so long?

“yeah okay, nicer than me.” he chuckles quietly at the floor before pushing off the wall, entering your space. “nice isn’t everything. you know that though, don’t you?” he whispers, and you hate the way you clench from muscle memory around nothing.

“better than being treated like shit—”

“but i fucked you good though… right? that makes up for it. what—what about this guy? huh? make you cum?” he drags the back of his finger down the side of your face and you reluctantly bat him away. you stare behind him at the door, paranoid.

“rafe.” you warn, your tone telling him everything he needed to know.

“what… you tellin’ me he doesn’t make this pretty pussy cum? when it’s just so easy?” his hand slithers between your thighs and cups you through your panties under your skirt. your jaw drops, but no noise comes out. you can’t believe you haven’t pushed him away yet. it just… felt good to have a hand down there that felt right, even briefly.

he chuckles, removing his hand and fixing your skirt. he then lifts that same hand and gives you a condescending pat on the cheek. “just makin’ sure everything still… responds to me. happy to see it does.” he steps away just in time, the lock turning and your new man stepping into the otherwise empty hallway, eyes flickering between the two of you.

“what took you so long?” you bark irritably at the man unfairly, linking his arm quickly to drag him away once he’d stepped out the bathroom.

“oh shit.” rafe chuckles, lightly clapping the guy on the shoulder as you pass him, pulling him away before rafe could open his big dumb mouth. “nice seeing you, sweetheart.” he calls after you with a smirk, watching you bristle at the nickname from behind and disappear. he chuckles to himself once more, lifting his drink back up to his lips.

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

#malibu barbie #rafe cameron prompt

[just-another-author-i-guess]

Hi!

Could you do a headcannon of how Judd would act high around his significant other?

I feel like once he is high, he’s a little more soft and shows that a bit more

Yes!! High Judd = soft Judd fr 💪💪

Tags: fem/gn! Reader, erh the gender isn’t really specified but kinda fem? Mentions of weed and smoking it obviously, mentions of sex too bc yk, big mouth, this is probably the fluffiest thing I’ve written with Judd haha, but I was VERY tired and sleep deprived when I wrote this and did not beta read 😵‍💫

Author’s note: I have convinced my friend to start watching big mouth lmfao, and he actually agreed that Judd is hot 💪💪 it’s a win for the boys

High Judd Headcannons

Word count; 1,0K

He has two moods when he’s high 

You’ll either get super horny Judd or super soft Judd 

My personal favourite is soft Judd 

He’s all goofy smiles and cuddling 

Will think everything you say is hilarious too 

“Judd. Your parents are coming up the stairs, I can hear them,” 

He just lets out a cackle, one of those hoarse, drawn-out ones and just doesn’t answer 

It was kinda stupid of you to smoke in his room anyways,, but somehow he convinced you it was a good idea

The more stoned he gets, the more clingy he gets too 

If he’s in horny mode, he’ll obviously just fuck you harder and faster but if he’s in soft mode you’ll get a very unusual treatment 

Though not uncomfortable treatment, he’s just very, very touchy 

Like imagine Diane walking in the hallway upstairs, she walks past Judd’s room and the whole thing obviously smells like pot, so she enters and behold 

There Judd his— cuddling you, grinning while pressing his face into your stomach and leaving small kisses all over 

Not even in a sexual way 

He just loves you pls 🙏

You’re equally as stoned, running your fingers through his hair and complaining about it tickling 

My man LOVES when you tug or run your fingers through his hair, especially when he’s high 

He’ll literally just ask you to do it 

Diane finds the scene so cute she barely bothers scolding you for smoking, again she’s like 

“If you’re gonna do it, at least do it safely under my roof” 

She will call Elliot up, however, to gush over the to of you 

She’ll try to have him do it quietly though, so you won’t notice 

If you do though, happy stoned Judd will genuinely not care 

Like,, he seems to have smoked most of his anger away 

So he won’t even threaten his parents. Wow 🧐

Anyways, you don’t often do it at his house cause like,,, his parents 

But his car is the designated smoking spot

THATS ANOTHER THING 

He LOVES shotgunning you 

Your first kiss was probably bc he shotgunned you 

He was real smooth about it to; 

“Hey. Have you ever tried shotgunning?”

“No?”

“.. would you like to?” 

He’ll do it when he’s just smoking cigarettes too 

Judd really just wants every opportunity to kiss you, and ngl, seeing you exhale smoke makes him hella turned on 

He kinda has an obsession with your stomach when he’s high??? 

Like,, he’d like to lean his head on it and cackle if it makes noise, but ESPECIALLY he likes to splay his hands over it bc you’re genuinely so small compared to him 

And really soft too 

He’ll unabashedly smell you too, like the smell of your shampoo and perfume and shit makes him all lovestruck 

Stoned showers?? 🤭

Like if he’s in horny mode, he’ll definitely be up for a shower 

Seeing you both wet AND naked 

Yes pls. ✋

But like,, also if it’s at your house and you use your body wash and shampoo on him he’ll go 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Lmfao his family will DEFINITELY comment on it 

Like when he gets home and he smells like strawberry milk and flowers or whatever you use 

He’ll only let you do that when he’s high 

You gotta understand, he has a reputation— 

But, back to my point 

Soft Judd is so straight forward? Will say whatever is on his mind 

But like Judd in general is also really quick to get going, if yk what I mean 

So his soft comments about your smell or how soft you are will turn into something like;

“Sweetheart. D’you wanna sit on my dick for a while or something?” 

Ooooohhh,, soft high Judd has a thing for cockwarming 

I mean, he’s already touchy and sorta horny so you just sitting on him for hours is absolutely perfect 

He’d love watching you wiggle and struggle, red in the face and desperate pleas leaving you as you try to bounce yourself on him 

He would just laugh at your struggles and lightly tell you to stay put, and if you’re really good, he will fuck you later 

He would LOVE to fall asleep with his hard dick inside you 

Just being as close to you as possible 

He’d wake up later tho, not nearly as stoned but is cock still as hard and fuck the living shit out of you 

No okay but soft dom Judd? 😋

He can be stoned without being horny too, but it’s a rare occurance 

You’d smoke in his car and end up on the roof, stargazing 

He claims not to be romantic but when he’s stoned he gets sappy as shit 

“I really fucking love you.” 

He’d mumble into your hair, nuzzling his face into it a little bit 

Aw, you’d melt 

If you return the favor and tell him you love him too he’ll get so embarrassed though 

He’d blush and look away 🥰🥰🥰🤭🤭

I feel like he’s always some level of stoned though 

So he’d have to be really really high for him to be able to open up like that 

Fr it happens only like once every other full moon 

Obviously he does love you, his mom is always on his ass about it telling him to tell you more often lol 

When he comes down he’ll sleep for like days 

Okay maybe that’s exaggerating a bit,, but he’ll be so fast asleep you’ll worry if he died lmfao 

And he’s so groggy when he wakes up too 

If you’re less affected, he’ll definitely expect you to coddle him and bring him food or something 

But if you’re more or the same as him, you’ll just spend the day in his bed 

Taking turns sleeping and fucking 

Idc no matter how tired he is, being in his bed means sex at some point 

Also his mom is an actual life saver and will bring the two of you snacks and food 

(I love Diane ok) 

This, however, is only if you get really fucking stoned 

I feel like usually he would just act like himself, maybe a bit less tense and a lot more handsy 

But yk, the above is for extreme cases were he’s been smoking a lot lol 

Ok I actually need to sleep my eyes are closing by themselves 🧍🏻and I have some sick character development I need to do tomorrow

Tags; @dlfvrr , @bxbyyyjocelyn

#big mouth #judd birch #judd birch x reader #headcannons #big mouth x reader #judd birch smut #smut #i’m tired

[lucarionite9364]

Johnny Cage x reader x Kenshi Takahashi

CW: Smut (18+ content)

Word count: 1527

PART 2

Straight horny ngl

How you ended up in this situation evades you, but god . . . were you glad it happened.

You were gently shoved onto the bed by the Hollywood actor, and pinned down by your wrists. “Eyes on me baby,” he spoke. He takes a free hand and roams your torso freely, squeezing lightly on your breasts. You let out a soft moan as he circles his finger around your clothed nipple. Johnny removes your top and looks awestruck while staring at your half clothed body. “Quit staring at me like that” you say impatiently.

“Let him stare all he likes, I can pick up the slack” says someone behind you as he cups your face in his hands from behind you. You tilt your head back to see Kenshi gazing at you seductively. As you are staring at each other, Johnny takes this moment to pull your bra down and start sucking at your breasts. You let out a surprised groan. Kenshi takes this opportunity to kiss you open-mouthed. As your tongues clash for dominance, you feel a rush of heat go straight to your core.

You move your tongue in circles around in the swordsman’s mouth, occasionally letting out breathy moans. His stubble is scratchy against your face, but you can’t find it in you to care as two handsome men ravish you. The lighter haired man slowly trails kisses down your upper torso toward your naval, sending shivers through your spine. He massaged your hips with his large hands, causing you to buck your hips upward into his head. He smirked, “Someone’s needy tonight.” You tried to wiggle your hips but he held you firmly. “Let me take my time sweetheart,” he lets out a chuckle, “we have all night.” This made you squirm even harder as he then dragged down your pants and panties, revealing your whole body to the two starved men around you.

Kenshi moved his ministrations to your lonely chest and began tweaking and pinching at them. At the same time Johnny drags his strong tongue up and down your clit causing you to writhe in their arms. The taller man leans down into your ear, “Uh uh Uh, no escaping this time,” he breathes out. You can’t control the desperate moan that escapes you. He goes down farther to suck on your neck, surly leaving dark spots by the morning. While Kenshi works on you from above, Johnny makes good use of his big mouth down south. He laps and sucks at your lips and clit like it’s the only thing he’ll ever eat again. He groans while inserting his tongue into your sopping cunt. Grasping onto Kenshi’s arms for support, you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes. They fall down your face as you look down and see the actor staring up at you with the most fucked out expression on his face. This causes you to go over the edge and squirt all over his face. He happily starts lapping at all the juices and helps you ride out your orgasm before he pulls away.

“Holy shit, Johnny” you can barely speak as your legs are still shaking. “You look so beautiful when you cum on my face, babe.” You feel your face flush as he says that unabashedly. Kenshi wipes your tears from your face as he lets out his words of agreement. Johnny kisses your mound and stomach again as he sits up and straddles your waist. You feel something hard poking your back and see Kenshi looking into your eyes with pure lust on his face. While you're distracted, Cage flips you over onto your stomach. Wobbly, you rise to your hands and knees and are met with Kenshi pulling you in for another sloppy kiss. You hear the sound of clothes rustling as they start to undress themselves, hands or lips never leaving your body for too long.

You start to palm at the darker man’s shirt to help him get it off quicker. Spreading your hands over his pectorals, dragging his garments over his strong, tattooed arms, and off him completely. You’re lost in the feeling of his mouth on your when you feel something long grind up against your ass. You let out a gasp as you turn around just as Johnny spits on his hand and rubs his hard shaft languidly. You move your hips backward to meet his hardened length, but he lands a harsh smack on your ass instead. You yelp out in shock. “Needy little slut, so ready to take my cock aren’t ya?” He degrades. Your pussy throbs at the insult and your breath starts to pick up. Kenshi pulls your face toward him by the chin, “I want you to look at me darling, I wanna see your pretty little face around my cock, sucking me off like the whore you are,” you stare at him as your face flushes deep red, “can you do that for me, baby~?” You desperately cry out yes and nod your head eagerly as he palms his stiffening cock in his hands. “Then be a good girl and stay quiet, we don’t want anyone else finding us now do we?” You feel Johnny’s hands all over your ass as you spread your legs further apart to give him access.

He teases the tip of his shaft against your entrance making you cry out in frustration. “Come on Jo–HNNY UGH!” He gives you no chance to finish your sentence as he shoves his dick into your tight cunt. You barely get to recover from the intrusion as Kenshi pushes your jaw open and thrusts his hips to your lips making you gag around him. The two earthrealm defenders let out groans and sighs of pleasure simultaneously.

Kenshi fucks your mouth hard and fast. Wanting to give him more pleasure, you hollow out your cheeks and suck harder on him, he lets out groans in pleasure at how good your mouth feels. He grips his fist into your hair and tugs hard making you moan out around his dick. Johnny grips onto your hips for dear life as he rams into you as hard as he can. He’s very vocal about his pleasure, spewing out words about how you feel so good and he can’t get enough of your pretty little pussy. His words of nasty praise make you clench around him, making him even louder. Kenshi starts to silently berate Johnny as he’s being too loud. Johnny just looks at him and smiles his signature grin. Being fed up, Kenshi pulls Johnny into a heated kiss, which quickly devolves into sloppily making out. They moan into eachothers mouths as their hands find their way around the other’s bodies.

The pleasure you feel is overwhelming, that damn inside you welling up, about to break. You’re helplessly moaning around Kenshi’s cock and Johnny is plowing you like there’s no tomorrow. The two men finally have released each other’s mouths to give you their full attention. Johnny is panting heavily as he leans down, covering your back, moaning in your ear. “Baby,, hah,, I’m so close. Nghh- I’m gonna c-cum. Baby you’re so pretty, can’t believe I haven’t done you sooner hah.” You squeeze him tighter at his words, crying out around the shaft still going in and out of your throat at lightning pace. Kenshi's eyes are screwed shut and he’s breathing heavily. “Ohhh, Y/N, your mouth is so good. Hah, I’m gonna shoot my cum so far down your throat. You want that? You want my cum in you?” He speaks through gritted teeth, trying desperately not to bust right then and there.

With a little more sucking on your part, you get Kenshi to go first. You feel the hot seed before you taste its salty flavor. He grips your head on both sides and shoves it down till you’re deepthroating him. You can’t breathe but the feeling of his cum sliding down your throat is too good to care about anything else. Johnny brings his hand down to circle and press against your clit once more and that throws you both over the edge. Your mind blanks and you swear you black out for only a moment. Johnny bites down on your neck to keep his sound level in check as he spills inside your heat.

Your juices mix together as he fills you to the brim. He stills inside you as he pushes every last drop into you. Kenshi falls back onto the bed, you and Johnny following suit. You’re squished between them, feeling Johnny slowly pull out of you with an obscene squelching noise. You groan at the feeling and loss of his length. Kenshi pulled you closer into his chest, wrapping his arms around you. He was warm and comforting. You could hear muted grumbling behind you as Johnny complained he wasn’t getting any attention. “Get over here, Cage” you and Kenshi both say at the same time as he pulls you both closer (unintentionally squeezing you into his tiddies :3.)

(I hope you enjoyed🤧 I had fun writing this)

#mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 2023 #johnny cage #johnny cage smut #johnny cage x reader x kenshi takahashi #johnny cage x reader #kenshi takahashi smut #kenshi x reader x johnny cage #kenshi takashi x reader #kenshi x reader #kenshi takahashi #mk kenshi #mortal kombat #mk smut #mk x reader

[adaptacy]

It’s the anon with the Yearbook!Reader. Honestly surprised that was pumped out so fast with such quality, I was giggling when I read it ngl. Anyways, I am here to put forth another request for you to choose to do.

Got pretty boy Leland first.

Thinking about Leland and his S/O just relaxing in bed. Soft kisses, nice lil cuddles, some of that fluffy shi. My main point to this was called Leland pretty boy and just like, praising him. Give him all that TLC, babes deserves it.

(Could make it angst/comfort with Leland being insecure about scars he has after the Sawyer family incident, but just praising him for no reason is valid as hell)

It’d be chill if I sent several requests at the same time, yeah? I dont wanna fill up your request box, but I love your writing (Leland especially) and just have so many ideas at times. I also didn’t expect my request to be answered same day, usually takes a while, I’m willing to wait a week or two yknow.

-Kuhuahua

im- i- ik i havent been active on tumblr (ive been rping tcsm on discord <3) but i heard 1 song and it made me think of this request and then i rly wanted to write it SO here we go!

TW: aaaaaaangst with extra angst on the side.

Song recs: When You Gonna Run - Alpha Rev

He never talked about them. You understood why. Honestly, you doubted that he even spoke to his therapist about them. It's been four years. Even now, he still flinches when they're grazed, he whispers out quiet, "Not there, sweetheart," his voice tainted with a somber desperation, genuine hurt. You weren't sure if the pain was physical or emotional. Maybe both.

Four years and he still got teary-eyed if you asked about them, or referenced the incident at all. You'd learned not to, even if you did wish he would open up to you. For the first year that you were dating him you'd just assumed that he would talk about them when he was ready. But then the year came to an end. And so did the second one. And now, at 29 months with him, you'd stopped wishing. Gotten used to the shrugs and the soft sighs, the disdain in his gaze when you inquired about it.

So you didn't bring it up. But you knew he thought about it. Knew he felt it. Not talking about it was easy enough, after a while. But being close with him was hard. Physically close, that is. Every brush of your hand in the wrong spot, or a kiss on the wrong hand, touching your forehead a little to hard against the slit in his eyebrow-

29 months, and you still felt like shit for being unable to remember every single one of his scars. Every single placement- the big ones you could remember. But the small ones spanning the rest of his body, snips of horrors on his arms and the dots of regret on his torso, were impossible to map out.

He sat, watching the movie, next to you, one of his knees bent up to his chest while the other leg hung off of the couch, his chin propped up with one hand, his elbow resting on the cushioned arm of the loveseat, his other arm outstretched next to him, where his hand intertwined with yours.

The ones on his hands weren't bad. There were three on this one, tiny marks that you were surprised hadn't healed. You'd overheard the reason why; the second time you'd joined him at one of his doctor's appointments they'd mentioned him overworking himself, reopening the wounds. You wondered if they still hurt when he worked out.

Without thinking much of it, you scooted closer to him, only a few inches, and you snuck under his arm so that it hung off of your shoulder, though you refrained from leaning against him. He didn't react aside from a small squeeze of your hand. You lifted that hand and pushed a kiss to the back of it, earning his attention.

You didn't meet his eye. You didn't want to see the distant, aching hazel behind the kindness he usually showed. Didn't want to see the microscopic frown that tugged at his lips, you didn't want to see his chest rise and fall with another one of his dejected sighs. You just wanted to kiss him.

So you did, starting at the back of his hand and moving up, your mouth brushing against his arm just under another scar, your eyes closing. This time, it was you who sighed, and you took a gamble, moving your lips up and kissing the coarse patch of skin you'd avoided.

"Baby," he muttered, his voice tainted with the same sadness it held any time he was forced upon a reminder of his past. You didn't reply, nor did you stop, moving up to a different scar, this one closer to his shoulder, repeating the same for this one. A kiss, soft and lingering, before you pulled your head up and finally leaned it against his side.

"I think they're pretty."

There wasn't any reason you'd said it. Just that you'd felt it. And the words came to you, so you gifted them. Leland was quiet for a few minutes. His jaw rested against your temple, both of your heads turned towards the tv, though neither of you were really watching.

Whether he was insecure of them, or if they were still tender, or if they reminded him of the past, or, hell, all of it- they didn't change the way you saw him. Didn't change the way you loved him. You were with him to be with him, every part of him that you could manage to get a hold of. It was okay that he kept some things locked away.

You didn't understand, but you knew why. It was hard. Too difficult for him to remain cheerful when he thought about it. Too difficult to be perfect. Too difficult to feel like he was doing the right thing.

"I know you're hurt."

You couldn't stop yourself.

"I know I'm not ever gonna understand like you do. I know we're always gonna be distant. I know you don't like thinking about it."

But...

"I still love you. It was in the past. And I love you for your past, Lee. And I love you for our future, too. And- I love you right now, in the present."

He stayed quiet, though he leaned against your head a little more, his arm bringing you a bit closer.

"I think they're handsome. And... they're you, so I love them. I love every part of you. Even the scary parts, or the sad parts, or the parts you think are ugly. I love all of you."

At last, you looked up at him, just as he brought a hand to his cheek, wiping away a stray tear. His lip trembled as he looked down at you, but they trembled into a smile, a sad one, like a kicked puppy, but a smile nonetheless. You raised a hand too, cupping his jaw and brushing your thumb under his eye, which pulled a broken chuckle from him, and he sniffled, closing his eyes and shaking his head.

"I'm sorry," you whispered.

"Please, don't be," he replied, his voice cracking as he leaned into your palm, fighting to hold back. You scooted back, and he followed you, laying his head against your shoulder, a soft whine escaping him as he cried.

"I'm always gonna be here. I'm not gonna run. Not gonna leave you for your past. I- I just love you, Leland." Your arms wrapped around his neck as you held him close, resting your chin on his head as he cried, and you gently hushed him, doing your best to reassure.

He didn't often cry. Not to you. Sometimes, on his own time, or when you were pretending to be asleep, you could hear him. But he didn't want to push any of his weight onto you. Didn't want to burden you.

"I can shoulder some of it, y'know. Just cause you can lift a lot of weight doesn't mean you need to do it alone," you hummed, your words lighthearted despite being completely genuine. "I'm right here. I'm here to do it together. Here to be here- here to be yours."

You didn't expect a reply, but he gave one, weak and pained, snagging on his tears, an "I love you," short but sweet. You hugged him closer, leaning down to kiss another scar on the top of his back, and he didn't ask you not to, he didn't flinch, he just let it happen.

"You're perfect, Lee. Scars and all."

#adapting to leland mckinney #leland mckinney #leland mckinney x reader #leland mckinney angst #leland mckinney fluff #leland mckinney x reader angst #leland mckinney x reader fluff #tcm #tcm game #tcm game fluff #tcm game angst

[lordkingsmith]

Sending hugs always!

002 for your favorite character please and thank you!

You might be interested to hear that I might be getting a picture with the original pink ranger at comic con.

Hugs always appreciated thank you so much 😊

Oh my gosh! You might meet Amy Jo Johnson? I’ve heard from everyone she’s ever met she’s a complete sweetheart. If you meet her you’ll have a great time. Regardless if you meet her or not I hope you have a great time at the con!

Ahh I have a lot of favorite characters, and they rotate but given you’re possibly gonna meet AJJ, I’ll do a power rangers one :)

Spike Skullovitch from Power Rangers Samurai

How do I feel about this character:

There’s not enough of him! He deserved way more! So if you don’t know this is the son of Eugene “Skull” Skullovitch. In the show he was…I wanna say as old as the rangers so mid to late teens. This retroactively makes his dad from MMPR a teen father. Kind of a doofus and I loved him for it. He just seemed like a really sweet character and it’s a shame we haven’t seen him since. I wanna know how he’s doing guys. Kid’s a pure cinnamon roll in love with the pink ranger. I adore this guy I have fics for this guy and an entire LIST I’m working on of his partners (well ok-I’m working on individual lists for them and he’s on a lot of them but you know, semantics) I ship him with and hypothetical kids. I’m doing this for a bunch of power ranger characters for funsies but yea, lol. Love him, wish we had more of him-did you know he was originally meant to be the gold ranger before they changed the plot of the season? We got robbed

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Ok here we go lol

Lauren Shiba

Jayden Shiba

Mia Watanabe (ranger he’s canonically got a crush on and ngl it’s adorable)

Antonio (I have a test fic in the works about these two, given Antonio is the canon gold)

Kevin

Emily

Prince Olympius

Ziggy Grover

Scott Truman

And several others but list shouldn’t get too long lol

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I…am gonna be honest. I multiship so everyone listed is simultaneously a platonic and non platonic ship for me for him. I gave up with the OTP stuff a long while ago. But my current favorite? It’s between Lauren and Mia

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character:

1) that he got with Mia canonically. 2) THAT HE WAS GOLD I AM SO MAD ABOUT THAT STILL HE’S WEARING GOLD AND YELLOW AS HIS COLORS HE SHOULDA BEEN GOLD

my OTP:

It’s currently between Mia, Olympius, and Ziggy

My crossover ship:

Technically…any season is it’s own universe so I could say Ziggy but. I’ll choose something not power rangers. Hilariously I used his actor in a descendants rp once, his Disney villain descendant counterpart got with Allie, Alice Liddel’s daughter.

Her. I still have a soft spot for the pairing ngl

A headcanon fact:

This is…an odd one but my friend @augment-techs and I came up with the idea he’s a putty hybrid. Rita Repulsa decided to do human experimentation and chose Skull to kidnap and do the experiments on. Through her meddling he…gives birth to a human-putty hybrid and names it Spike and that’s how his son is born! Very VERY not canon but it’s been fun playing with.

A more mundane “for every version of this character” fact is: he hates chewing gum and sweet things in general. Is not a sweet tooth. This is not going to happen. Prefers savory things over sweet things. Sugar makes him gag. He’ll eat it if someone gives him something sweet because he doesn’t want them to feel bad but..no he’s not a fan.

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Thank you so much for the ask and again I hope the con is fun!!

[strangermarvelss]

tease- e.m

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Summary: it’s date night with eddie and he’s getting you all hot and bothered in public

Warnings: SMUT 18+ (fingering, dirty talk, implied sex), fluff overload, eddie being the perfect gentleman and a goddamn tease, corny shit ngl

Request?: Yes

A wholesome date night but eddie decides to tease the reader and they couldnt wait to get home so they do it…in the car

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: here is yet another fic as part of the sleepover collab and i really enjoyed this prompt because it sounds so eddie lmao. enjoy!- sava

The knock at your doors pulls you from the intense stare you were giving yourself in the mirror. Finishing up a few minor touches, sink down and lace your combat boots quickly, before standing up straight again. You tuck the band t-shirt you were wearing, curtesy of your boyfriend's closet, into the waistband of your black skirt and run your hands along it to smooth out the flowy fabric. With a smile, you grab your small bag and open your bedroom door, your boyfriend Eddie standing there with his hands behind his back, whistling to himself as he swings his weight back and forth between his tip toes. 

Flashing him a smile, he meets your gaze and dips his head down to kiss your lips briefly, a gentle peck coming from his soft pink lips. Pulling away, you wrap your arms around his neck, his ring clad hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you in close.

“Hi sweetheart,” he finally lets out, his eyes looking at yours, then trailing down your body and taking in your outfit. “You look reeeally nice tonight babe.”

“Thank you, handsome. You don’t look so bad yourself,” you reply with a smirk. You lean in again and kiss his cheek quickly, before tearing yourself out of his embrace and taking his hand as you lead him down the hall of your family home. Bidding your parents farewell, the two of exit the house and walk towards his van.

You and Eddie Munson have been dating since halfway through your senior year, which happened to be Eddie’s second attempt at graduating. The two of you bonded over your shared love for metal music, him discovering your secret when he bumped into you in the hallway, making you drop your Dio tape you had been talking to your friend, Robin, about. You’ll always remember how his eyes lit up when he picked up the tape and how he turned to you beaming, excitement flooding his system at finally finding someone who enjoyed the same things as him within the confines of the small-minded town known as Hawkins, Indiana. Now here the two of you were, a little over a year later and happier than ever with your man at your side.

Eddie pulls open the passenger door for you, thanking him with a bright smile before jumping inside and buckling up. You cross your legs at your ankles and drum your fingers on the exposed skin just below where your skirt rode up, watching Eddie hop in on his side and turning the engine on. The music booms to life as he buckles himself, the same Dio tape you’d been discussing when you two first spoke playing through his van. Eddie flashes you a knowing smile, with you returning the gesture as he pulls out of your driveway and speeding off towards your date spot.

Even though the two of you hang out constantly, you made it a point to visit the same diner every Saturday night. You both would go to Benny’s and sit in your reserved booth, which Benny had set up for the two of you around the fourth month of the tradition being put into place as a thank you for being such valued customers. Ever since the weekly ritual started, it was always something looked forward to and got you through the week.

“How’s you day been Eds?” You question, leaning over the center console so he’d hear you better over the music. He turns the knob down a little, getting the music to a reasonable volume.

“It’s been pretty good! Had practice earlier with the guys, but I was counting down the minute til I got to see you,” he tells you, glancing at you for a moment with a sweet smile on, his dimples on full display. You giggle as you sit back in your seat.

“You can be so corny sometimes Eds. You’re ruining your reputation,” you tease. 

“Only do it for you, sweetheart. How was your day?” He asks.

“Boring. Wish I came to watch you practice,” you pout, playing with your nails a little while you spoke. Eddie chuckles and you watch his hand snake its way over the center console and rest on your inner thigh, dangerously close to the hem of your skirt. You place your hand on top of his and give it a squeeze, looking out the window as you continue your journey to Benny’s.

Slamming the door, you meet Eddie around the front of his van and you take his hand in yours, making your way towards the front door of the diner. Waving at Benny who you see in the kitchen window, the two of you make your way to the booth in the corner, a makeshift ‘reserved’ sign proudly sitting on display at the table. You push it aside as you sit down, Eddie’s figure squishing in next you and hold you close.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite customers,” Benny greets you, his smile stretching from ear to ear. You lean against Eddie’s shoulder as you turn your attention to Benny. 

“How’s it going Ben?” Eddie asks, nodding at the owner.

“Oh you know, same old stuff. Want me to go ahead and get your usual out?” Benny asks. You nod like a happy child and watch him laugh, walking away from your table as you turn to Eddie with the biggest smile on your face. He too laughs at your demeanor and brings you legs to rest over his lap, sending him a jokingly suggestive look.

“Someone’s quite touchy this evening,” you poke at him. He flashes you his devilish smirk. 

“You have no idea, sweetheart,” he tells you.

The feeling of cool metal makes your body shiver as his hands find their way towards your inner thigh once again, just like in the van. You look at him and see danger in his eyes, his pupils having grown since you saw them last. 

“Eddie…” you let out, warning evident in your voice. He shushes you and leans in close to your face, head dipping down to your neck and pressing a wet kiss to the exposed flesh. His lips move up a bit, a kiss companying each slight movement until he presses them to the shell of your ear.

“Be a good girl for me, alright?” he whispers, his teeth nipping your earlobe. His finger tips ghost up your thigh even more, brushing past the hem of your skirt and squeezing between where your thighs come together. You shiver once more as he taps your leg, your thighs immediately widening under the table. 

Your breath hitches as you feel the cool air of the diner make contact with your bare pussy, Eddie’s dexterous fingers sliding the fabric that covered it over and holding it in place. Your fingers find purchase on his knee, digging into his ripped denim as he glides a single digit between your folds, gathering your wetness. 

You bury your face in Eddie’s neck, the thickness of his leather jacket muffling your soft moans as he slides his finger inside your walls. His slender finger moves in and out of your pussy slowly, dragging it along your walls. You peer up at him from your position on his shoulder, his gaze intense as the smug look on his face grows. 

His thumb makes its way to your clit, rubbing small circles as he continues fingering you at a slow pace. You look over your shoulder to the people surrounding you, Benny still in the kitchen cooking up and order and a few customers scattered amongst the diner. You bite your lip to keep the moans at bay, thankful that not a lot of people were at Benny’s on this particular Saturday.

“Does it feel good baby?” Eddie whispers, following his words with quick pecks towards your neck. You nod, not being able to trust yourself if you speak. “Oh c’mon baby, you know I want to hear you say it.”

Just before you can will yourself to respond, he pushes another finger inside you, stretching you wider than you were. Your nails dig deeper into his knee, nearly poking crescent shaped holes into his black denim. You shoot him a pointed look, but your features ease at the pressure slowly building up inside you. Throwing your head back, you let out a quiet sigh, basking in the feeling of his fingertips brushing against that spongey spot inside you that usually made you scream.

“You gonna come soon sweetheart? Gonna put on a show for everyone around us?” He teases, kissing your cheek as his pace increases. You grip the side of the booth with your free hand, letting out a low breath as the knot inside you continues to build up. You continue to climb towards your climax, the world around you starting to become blurry with stars.

“Order up! One chocolate shake and a basket crispy fries,” Benny announces, placing your usual order on the table in front of you. Eddie’s hands quickly retreat to your side as your frustration bubbles inside you. You give Benny a tight lipped smile and readjust yourself, swinging your legs off of Eddie’s lap and crossing them at your ankles.

“Thanks Ben, you always treat us right,” Eddie tells him. Benny bids your farewell and walks towards the other side of the restaurant, clasping his hand on the back of another regular who had joined. As soon as he’s out of your immediate view, you quickly give Eddie an annoyed look, leading him to bust into a fit of laughter. He shakes his head as he reaches for the fries, but you swat his hand away and grab some before he can.

“You’re a menace, Mr. Munson,” you tell him, shoveling the fries in your mouth after dipping them into your milkshake. 

“Yeah? Well you fucking love it, don'tcha sweetheart?”

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“Bye Benny, we’ll see you next week!” You exclaim, Eddie guiding you out the door with his hand on the small of your back. Benny waves and the two of you head towards his van. Pulling open the door, you hop inside and buckle up quickly. You watch Eddie climb inside and look at you with a smug look. 

“Are we going to talk about what happened in there?” You question, crossing your arms over your chest as you raise a brow at him. Eddie laughs as he leans over the center console to get close to your face.

“And what exactly would we be talking about?” He teases, pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek and plopping back in his seat. He turns the engine on as your roll your eyes and let out a small groan. Eddie puts the van into reverse and the two of you make your way out of the parking lot of the diner. 

“Oh you know, just the fact that you decided to finger me at fucking Benny’s just now! And you didn’t even give me the satisfaction of finishing!” You let out, your voice loud but playfully. Eddie continues to laugh at you, holding his hand out as a peace offering, but you smack it away. “Not cool dude.”

“I’m sorry sweetheart,” he says, his lips curving into a pout and looking at your briefly with big eyes. 

“No you’re not, butthead. You, Eddie Munson, are the biggest tease I’ve ever met,” you tell him matter-of-factly. He shakes his head as he turns the van. As the two of you make your way back towards the rest of the town, an idea sprouts in your head as you pass an old sign. “Could you go to the abandoned Starcourt parking lot?”

Eddie’s eyebrows furrow as he shoots you a questionable look, but shrugging nonetheless and whipping his vehicle down the next turn. You watch from the window of what remains of the mall Hawkins had raved about only a few years ago come into view, Eddie weaving through the parking lot and landing on a spot in the middle. He puts the van into park and repositions himself, now raising a brow at you as he makes eye contact.

“Okay, why’d you want me to come here?” He asks. You smirk and unbuckle your seatbelt, all but leaping over the console and landing on his lap. Your ass makes contact with his wheel and the pressure causes the horn to blare out, your hands finding their way to your mouth to cover up a giggle. He squirms a bit, getting back into his regular driving position and scooting the seat back a little to make room for you. You wrap your arms around his neck and look him in the eyes with an evil smile etched into your face.

“Well, I think you owe me a few orgasms because of the shit you pulled at Benny’s. And I really didn’t want to wait until we got back to your trailer,” you finally answer. Eddie leans up and takes your lips with his, the two of you moving in sync as he cradles your head in his hands. Your hands glide down his neck and onto his chest, resting there for a moment before moving further south to undo his belt. Eddie’s hands fly towards the top of his jeans, tugging them and his boxers down just enough for his hardening cock to spring out. You move your panties to the slide and dip down to kiss Eddie’s neck, internally preparing yourself before you begin rocking Eddie’s world…and van.

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[hp-hcs]

Omg are you a SAINT??? I’m the one who requested the Theo x ftm Parkinson Reader and it was incredible!!! I love Yanderes ngl because I have….issues…..anyways please bring me a part 2 （╹◡╹）

uh. super dark themes in here? i’m really sorry?

requests open

CLAIRVOYANCE AND TASSEOGRAPHY (Chapter Two of Pansy’s Brother) — yandere! psycho! theodore nott x ftm! sweetheart! parkinson! reader

WARNINGS: abduction/kidnapping, stalking, possessive/obsessive behavior, intense unwarranted jealousy

hey! if you like someone, please don’t stalk and kidnap them! that’s decidedly uncool!

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“You going back to your dorm?”

“Nah,” you shake your head. “I need to finish my homework for Trelawney. Going to the library.”

Enzo snickers. “Good luck. ~Clear your mind~,” his voice took on a sing-song quality as he imitated your professor, laughing when you smacked his arm and told him to be nice.

“I like Divination,” you whine. “Trelawney’s nice!”

“Yeah, sure…” he teases, knocking his shoulder against yours. You roll your eyes and wave goodbye to him, heading to the library while he turns to go back down to the dungeons.

The hallways are mostly empty, although a few straggling kids make their way through the castle, but a multitude of others must’ve had the same idea as you, because the library is completely full.

You weave your way between a pack of first year Hufflepuffs and a group of zonked-out Gryffindors, dropping your bag down onto the only free table to claim your spot.

Madam Pince, always one beat ahead of everyone else, emerges from the maze of bookshelves, holding a simple wood box out for you.

“Y/N, dear. I believe you’re in need of this?” She said wisely with a small smile on her otherwise stern face.

Madam Pince had always quite liked you. You were quiet (unlike your sister and her friends), you always thanked her whenever she helped you (even if it was just bringing you another cup of tea and an interesting book on the Muggle constitutional monarchy), and you once marched down to the library just to give her an entire plate of cookies because I made too many, really Madam, and besides, you deserve a bit of thanks for all the hard work you do.

(She’d later asked the house elves. They informed her that you’d only baked one batch of cookies. She’s had a soft spot for you ever since.)

You thanked her gratefully, taking the wood box and opening it. Inside was one of the library’s loaner crystal balls. A bit scuffed up, but it did the job.

Sitting down at your table, you got to work writing your Divination essay. You weren’t particularly adept at clairvoyance, but as long as you tried (or at least pretended to), Trelawney would leave you alone.

The library grew quiet as groups began intermittently leaving, rubbing tired eyes and yawning as they stumbled their way down the hall. Madam Pince came by with two mugs of tea and and an order to take a break, dear, have a cuppa with me.

You laid down your quill, taking your offered mug with grateful thanks and a tired smile. She pulled a chair up next to you, sipping her own mug.

“I’ve closed the library up for tonight, but you’re welcome to stay for as long as you need. I know, I know. As an educator, I’m not supposed to have favorites but…” she gave you a conspiratorial wink. “Anyway, the only people left in here are Miss Granger, you, and I. Lovely girl, that Granger. But remember, you need to sleep at some point, dear.”

You laughed and nodded, draining the rest of your tea and swirling the leaves around. “I know. I just need to finish this essay.”

Madam Pince gave you a pointed look, glancing down at the three sentences you had written on your otherwise blank twelve inches of parchment and then back up at you.

“Divination is a difficult subject,” she advised. “Take notes, and write your essay later. Although you seem to be doing quite well with tasseography.” She nodded towards your empty mug which you were still swirling around, just as something to do with your hands.

You laugh, finally stopping the cup and peering in. “Oh no, I’m terrible at reading tea leaves. This looks like a… an axe, I think? And… ooh, this looks like a shark. Or maybe a goldfish.”

She snickered, patting your shoulder and standing up, smiling at you before returning to her seemingly endless task of reshelving books.

You spun the cup around once more, finding only a wonky heart and a vaguely knife-shaped bit. The rim of your tea mug held only a weird looking dog.

You brushed off the silly reading and resumed your homework, tapping the crystal ball with your fingernail in frustration.

There wasn’t anything in there.

You sighed in annoyance, setting down your quill with a clack and rubbing the heel of your hands over your eyes. It was starting to get late, and you weren’t getting anywhere. Might as well call it a bust and go back to your dorm.

You huffed out a short breath as you screwed on the lid of your inkwell, stuffing your quill and parchment in your bag with little care.

Turning back to put the crystal ball back in its box, you froze when you saw something.

You narrowed your eyes, leaning closer to get a better look.

Nope.

Nothing.

You sighed again, shaking your head. You could’ve sworn you’d seen something move. But alas, it was still just the same stupid upside-down reflection of the bookshelves in front of you.

You picked up the ball, nestling the stand back inside the satin interior of the box. As you moved the set the sphere down as well, you saw it again.

Movement.

Now you knew you weren’t crazy.

It was a little hard to tell, as whatever was on the other side of the ball would reflect back inverted, but you swore it looked like a person.

You squinted, shifting a bit. The indistinct figure vanished.

You looked up from the ball tentatively, a bit afraid of what might be ahead of you.

Nothing.

“Hermione?” You called softly. Your voice carried in the empty library.

“Upstairs!” Hermione’s distinct voice called back. You glanced up at the small second floor loft, catching a glimpse of bushy hair.

A hand suddenly came down on your shoulder with a vice-like grip.

You startled, a yelp halfway on your lips when another hand covered your mouth. The mystery person leaned down behind you to whisper in your ear.

“Easy. You’re okay.”

You were frozen with fear, the ball slipping out of your hands and falling onto the (thankfully) carpeted floor, where it rolled to a stop some feet away.

“Not a word.” The stranger’s voice hissed, their grip tightening over your mouth, their short nails digging into your skin.

They yanked you out of your chair from behind, leaving all of your things scattered across your desk. The stranger moved their hand from your shoulder to your opposite elbow, their arm across your torso and keeping you from moving as they dragged you down the row. They made a beeline for the library doors, your weak attempts to fight them off not hindering them in the slightest.

As the stranger fumbled to open the door with both of their hands occupied, a familiar voice called out.

“Are you finally leaving, Y/N, dear?” Madam Pince’s called from just around the corner, half-hidden behind a bookshelf.

The stranger’s grip on you tightened even further, to an almost painful degree.

“Answer her.” They hissed again, digging their nails into your cheeks again before slowly moving their hand down to uncover your mouth.

You trembled with fear. “U-uh, yeah. Got some wonderfully mediocre notes down, and I’m exhausted.”

Her laugh drifted through the library. “Alright then, Y/N. Oh! And if Professor Trelawney actually does assign any tasseography homework, you know where to find me.”

“Yeah, of course. We can share a cuppa chamomile together.”

“Sounds lovely, dear. Sleep well.”

The rather sweet moment was ruined as the stranger’s hand returned over your mouth and you were bodily dragged out of the library.

~~~

Irma Pince was many things, but she was not stupid.

Once hated by the students of Hogwarts, now one of the most beloved staff members, she was an integral part of the school. Since allowing for more freedom in the library—which now drew more regulars and first years who were no longer afraid of her—plus with the addition of befriending some of the more polite students, she no longer was the sour, unpleasant woman she’d once been.

She was knowledgeable in virtually every subject—she knew who needed to return what books by when, who the Muggle prime minister in 1857 was, what dittany is, and how fireworks worked, they’re really quite simple, Mr. and Mr. Weasley. Point being, she knew just about everything about anything.

She also knew for a fact that Y/N Parkinson hated chamomile tea.

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hii!! me again and damnnn you have taste!! and true crime>>>>>

also i almost died when i realised you watch hazbin hotel this is literally fate idc im so obsessed w it rn!! its probably the only one i know a lot of stuff about askdifkejskfr so this ask will probably be focused on that akskrjens

so!!! who's your favourite character(s) x and your favourite ep (if you have one) fav dynamics?

aksjrkwd sorry abt my limited knowledge abt everything else haha!

have an awesome day!!!

-swiftie spring anon exchange

:D :D :D We have similarities!!

Okay so my favourite character is a complicated question...see, I have a soft spot for Lute and Velvet (because my type in fictional women is evil, basically), and I would consider Velvet one of my faves based on how cool she seems so far (cool and evil). But Angel Dust's character has been expanded on so much it's hard not to adore him, you know? And I love Vaggie and Charlie, courtesy of their dynamic. Charlie's so :D and Vaggie's so >:( and it's great, I love it. I also didn't expect to enjoy Sir Pentious so much?? He's a dork and a sweetheart and he's great.

(Ship wise I still ship Vox and Alastor. I can't help it, there's just so many scenarios that would be cool with those two. But I've found I'm pretty fond of most ships that have come about from this show, which is interesting to me.)

I think my favourite episodes are...actually idk. I tend to go based on the songs that stand out XD But episodes 4, 5, 6 and 8 (so only half the episodes...) were especially good to me. And Hell's Greatest Dad, You Didn't Know, Poison and Respectless...ahh I loved them so much. Respectless was what sold me on Velvet. I was like, yes, she's perfect, she's great. I love an evil respectless woman.

I look forwards to seeing where they go with season 2. I'm hoping the Vee's become bigger villains, but also I want to see Lute have a bigger villain role. But also I want to see what's going on with Lilith and Alastor?? And also I feel sad for Sir Pentious being seperated from the others so I want him to see them again :( I really hope we get more than 8 episodes too ngl XD

As I write this, my girlfriend is taunting me with her fanfiction in which she's about to kill off a character >:( She tells me it'll be ok in the end but she's written very sad endings before and is an evil evil writer (affectionate) so do I believe her? ...a little, but not fully. XD

And you don't need to apologise!! I look forwards to hearing from you again!

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now i cant stop thinking about breeding kink w Tommy since yesterday, ive never expected to like it so much but now all i think about is like a reader that wants to have a baby but Tommy's like "not now, its not the right time"etc but one day when he sees esme pregnant and john happy or something like that he decides to change his mind and get his wife pregnant too lmao i mean if youd want to write that then id die happily but if not its fine omg

a/n: soo, i made this fic tommy x wife!reader (cause i’m a sucker for tommy being soft for you & only you. can you blame me) and i fucking loved writing it, especially since i’m rewatching and s1 tommy has me all the way absolutely fucked up (not even gonna talk about john cause i’ll probably die). ngl there’s not much plot but it’s still cute imo, hope you like it!!

love, abi xxx

give you what you need - tommy shelby x wife!reader

warnings: nsfw! smut, breeding kink, daddy kink, just a whole lot of filth but i mean it’s tommy what can i say

Esme was waddling. Her stomach protruded from her body so far she could barely even get her arms around her stomach anymore. “Just what we need, another fuckin’ kid,” John had griped, but you could see his ocean blue eyes sparkling with adoration every time she shuffled into the room. In all truthfulness, you were a bit jealous. You’d broached the subject of children with Tommy before, but it was always met with resistance. You understood where he was coming from; he didn’t want to expose them to the life you were living. Yet, beneath it all, you knew what a good father he’d make. You saw through to his tenderness: the gentleness in his voice when he cared for a sick horse; the fierceness with which he protected Finn. Tommy didn’t like to admit it, but he was kind to those who were vulnerable.

Yet, something had changed in the way that Tommy was looking at you, crystal clear blue eyes fixed on your figure. You liked it when he looked at you, causing a shiver to run down your spine. Was it so wrong to crave someone’s attention like this? You wouldn’t know, unable to control yourself when it came to him. It was ridiculous, how he could rile you up with just a look. Was he really thinking about you underneath him? Right here, in the middle of John’s living room?

“Wanna get out of here, sweetheart?” Tommy leaned close to you, mouth hovering next to your ear. You could smell the whiskey on his breath, mingling with yours. That combined with the smell of his cologne was sending you into a tizzy, the gin and tonics you’d consumed adding to the problem. 

“What’s wrong, Tom?” You questioned, eyes looking up at him. He chuckled.

“Nothing's wrong, darlin’. Just been out all day, yeah? S’gettin late,” Tommy drawled, lips brushing against the skin of your neck. His eyes said everything his mouth didn’t. 

“Alright,” you relented with a soft smile, letting him tug you towards the door, giving a hurried goodbye to his other brothers. People stared, but didn’t dare say anything. Who would?

Tommy had the two of you home in less than ten minutes. His hands were gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He didn’t need to say anything; you knew what was on his mind from the way he had pressed you against the car, nipping lightly at your neck before he opened your door for you with a devilish smirk. God, he made your head spin. It wasn’t long before he had his hands on you again, broad shoulders flexing as he carried you up the stairs, grinning cheekily at your laughter before closing the bedroom door behind you and immediately boxing you in against it, his calloused hands slipping under your flimsy peach dress. You whimpered, earning a chuckle from him as his lips grazed your collarbone, breath hot against your skin. 

“Couldn’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you being as pregnant as Esme was,” Tommy groaned, hiking up your dress as he took the chance to press his cock against your core, hard and thick through his dress pants. “How fuckin’ angelic you’d look, belly full with my child.” 

You couldn’t help your reaction to the words spilling out of his mouth, hips bucking slightly against him as you reached down to free his cock from its confines, savoring its heaviness in your hand as you guided him towards your already wet heat. Was it wrong to want this as badly as you did?

“Want you to fill me up, Daddy,” you moaned, the fond nickname having the effect you wanted as Tommy practically growled, making quick work of the peach number, revealing the white lace lingerie set you wore underneath. He couldn’t help but stop and stare, in an attempt to memorize just how gorgeous you looked, begging for him, of all people. “Want you to put a baby in me.”

Tommy snapped. In an instant, you were on the bed, legs flung over his shoulders as he pressed himself into you, your dripping core stretching at the girth of him. You couldn’t help the obscene mewl you let out, Tommy reveling in your desperate state. He quickly picked up the pace, cock bumping up against your cervix in a depravedly sweet sense of fullness. 

“This what you wanted, sweetheart? Don’t worry, darlin’, Daddy’s gonna take care of you. Give you just what you need, aye?” He crooned, tone deceivingly sweet for the filth that was pouring out of his perfectly shaped lips. His thrusts grew faster, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head as whimpers poured out of your mouth. Tommy savored each one, taking pleasure in the way you were writhing so beautifully underneath him, toes curling when you came. He couldn’t help but capture your lips with his, reveling in the way you moaned into his mouth when he fucked himself into you. You were a fucking vision, and you were his. He was going to make sure everyone knew it. 

“Tommy, please…” You were so far gone, you couldn’t finish your sentence. Tommy had already fucked you through four orgasms, pace relentless, and he wasn’t letting up. You almost thought he enjoyed seeing you like this: needy, touch starved for him and only him.

“Please what, angel?” Tommy murmured into your ear, groaning at the feeling of your walls clenching around him as he brushed against your g-spot. 

“N-need you to come in me, Daddy,” you managed to get out, vision hazy as you felt your fifth orgasm approaching. 

“Poor baby, want me to fill you up ‘till you’re leakin’, don’t you?” Tommy’s eyes were dark as he watched you nod and squirm, filling you to the hilt as your nails scratched at his biceps. His words themselves almost made you cum again, pussy squeezing around his throbbing cock. Tommy’s mouth met yours in a bruising kiss as he fucked you as hard as humanly possible, sending stars across your vision. He chased your orgasm with his, leaving the insides of your thighs sticky. He couldn’t help but admire his work, a blush spreading across your cheeks as he took his time in drinking you in. 

“Fuckin’ beautiful when you come,” he drawled, reaching for a rag to clean you with. Before he could lift you up and carry you to the bath, you stopped him. 

“Doctor says I should lay on my back for twenty minutes. Helps the chances of the baby forming, or something.”

Tommy wasted no time in closing the space between the two of you once more. “I swear, you’re from heaven.”

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