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petboymart · 3 years

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So i am very intrigued by petgirl! reader nd was wondering if I could pls request headcanons/drabbles of Haikyuu characters with a petgirl? If u want character suggestions, I'm thinking maybe Ushijima, Iwaizumi, Kageyama, Kita, Akaashi, Kuroo, Matsukawa, nd the Miya twins? U obv don't have to do them all, its a lot of characters. Also, could u pls make it smutty bc I'm a whore? Thank u nd have a great day ☺️

a/n: ok so i changed this a bit but not to much! since we are a petboy blog we don’t really write about them being the fully human ones in the relationship, SO what i’m gonna do is write the petboys WITH the petgirl reader!! i hope this is okay!! -eden <3

headcanons for petboys with a petgirl reader !! NSFW

tw/cw: talk of heats and ruts, fem!bodied with fem!pronouns, sub!reader x dom!petboys, breeding, use of terms like heifer, kitty, puppy, bunny, little lamb, good girl, etc., possessive language, rough sex/movements, spanking, use of whore, slutty, and other degrading terms, thigh riding, dry humping, oral to reader implied, slight somno, praise, reader is a total bimbo is matsukawas, semis gets a little dark (attempted sexual assault, abused reader, semi wants to kill someone but he doesn’t actually do it) so warning for that lol

characters: bull!ushijima, guard dog!iwaizumi,kitty!kageyama, fox!kita, puppy!akaashi, kitty!kuroo, wolf!matsukawa, puppy!atsumu+puppy!osamu, deer!yamaguchi, bull!semi

bull!ushijima x heifer!girl

you were already on the farm when bull!ushijima was brought in to be the a breeding bull for the heifers along with a second bull

bull!ushijima immediately takes a liking to you, his own instincts telling him that your soft and sweet nature will make you the perfect mother for his calfs. he doesn’t like how pushy and needy the other heifers are

the farmers accept the fact that bull!ushijima is prob only not going to be a breeding bull so they start having him do work around the farm instead, something he’s thankful for

it isn’t until your heat hits and you need a bull to breed you that he finally makes a move, because there’s no way in hell he’s letting another bull breed his heifer

the bull makes his way into your stall where you lay bare and immediately gets on his knees in between your legs to calm your need

you notice that it’s him and run your hands down his sweaty chest while begging him to please please breed me ushi please i want you so bad please please

he growls at your desperation. you sound heavenly when you beg, unlike the other heifers

ushijima pushes into you, reveling in your sweet little noises of pleasure as he starts a brutal pace, the cowbell around you neck jingling with every thrust

he leans down so that his mouth is next to your ear where he asks, “who’s heifer are you hmm? who do you belong to?”

you moan in response, ears twitching atop your head as you choke out, “yours yours, ‘m your heifer, belong to you,”

he lifts his chest back up with a, “that’s right,”before grabbing the backs of your knees and folding you into a mating press

“good girl. such a slutty little heifer, my slutty little heifer,” he growls out while watching your breasts bounce in time with his thrusts

ushijimas words are what push you over the edge , clenching down on his cock while letting out short little moos of pleasure

“we’re gonna make sure your nice and breed with my calfs, aren’t we? say it.” he grunts out, voice strained and clearly approaching his high

“go-nna be nic-e and breed with yo-ur calfs,” your voice is stuttered due to your bulls brutal thrusts and dirty words

his grip on your legs increases and he growls a deep raspy moan, that you know you’ll be having wet dreams about for days, while he pumps his cum into your pussy

ushijima leans over to place a kisses on your head and face while he rubs your ears, not removing his cock

apparently he picked up on your train of thought becuse he smiled at you softly before saying, “my cock will not leave this cunt until i know my heifer is fully breed with my seed.”

guard dog!iwaizumi x puppy!girl

your owner adopted him to keep the house safe, and he immediately thought , this puppy is to small and fragile to protect herself,i must do it, when he first saw/met you

you bask in his attention and affection, however rough it may be. your owner isn’t home a lot, that’s why they got him, so having someone around all the time to keep you company and play with you is so nice

guard dog!iwaizumi always has you pressed right up against his chest, your legs straddling his thighs, his arms wrapped around you and a hand playing with your hair/ears/tail, occasionally perking up when he hears a suspicious noise but never letting go of you

but your ears and tail are sensitive. so sensitive that you get needy when he rubs them, and no matter how many times you tell him that he still strokes them while he cuddles you. he knows exactly what he’s doing

eventually, your need for relief becomes to much and you start rocking your hips mindlessly, desperate for friction on your dripping cunt

of course he notices, being observant is his job, so he shifts you onto one of his thighs, puts his hands on your hips, and guides your grinding on his thigh

flexing the hard muscle every now and then, bouncing his leg which jolts you into his chest, forcing your hips to grind harder against his thigh, all with a lazy smile on his face, tail wagging, ears at attention, and a throbbing hard cock in his boxers

“you’re being such a good girl puppy,” he whispers and you mewl, “such a good girl, grinding so pretty on my thigh little one.”

you whine at his praise and try to move your hips faster, but his grip on them keeps them at his pace. he coos at you condescendingly, “aww is my puppy really that needy? does my puppy want my cock?” your eyes widen in delight and you rapidly nod your head, your tail wagging the fastest hes ever seen it

iwaizumi chuckles at your eagerness, “my good girl knows how i like her to be when i fuck her doesn’t she? if she really wanted my cock she would be in that position right?”

you scramble to get on your hands and knees, arching your back and pressing your face into the pillows just the way he likes, tail still wagging endlessly

he comes up behind you, caressing your hips and ass with his rough hands before landing a sharp spank onto your butt. he laughs at your little yelp before praising you, “that’s a good girl, you know just how i like you, so obedient.”

you whine again, arching your back even more to try and entice him, and he obliges you, pressing his cock into tour pussy inch by delicious inch, “luckily for me, my good girl also knows how fast i like to go.”

kitty!kageyama x kitty!girl

you were adopted by kitty!kageyamas owner because they noticed that he seemed lonely and sad. so they decided to get you as his companion

it took about a month for you to adjust to each other, but after that you were inseparable. you eat together, play together, sleep together, it’s like you’re glued at the hip! he absolutely adores you and would do anything for you

one day, you’re taking your daily nap with him. you being the little spoon, upon kageyamas request. and you’re awoken by him rutting his hips into your back, right by your tail and butt, with strong purrs coming from his chest

you call his name to try and ask him what he’s doing, but are given no response. you turn your head to look at his and see his eyes shut and face scrunched up in pleasure

you realize that he must be having a wet dream, and you don’t want to wake him, but the friction on your sensitive tail and the vibrations of his purring are doing more for you than you would think

you start to rut your hips back to meet kageyamas. his arm wraps tighter around your waist which pulls you even closer to him, you can now hear and feel his purrs directly on your sensitive ears and you mewl

he seems to respond to your noises because he begins going faster, butting his face in your hair to take in your scent

you can feel your high approaching with every second of contestant stimulation on your most sensitive parts. your back arches and you move a hand back to stroke his own hair and ears

this pulls a grunt from kageyama, his hips now at a sloppy mismatched pace as he continues to chance his release. the hands on your waist tighten and he groans right into your ear signaling his orgasm which triggers your own

your panting as you come down from your high and you can feel the wetness of kageyamas boxers pressing up against your tail, making you shiver

the kitty himself blinks his eyes open, taking notice of his and your breathless state and the wet patch on the front of his underwear. his eyes widen and he opens his mouth to apologize but he is cut off by you turning to face him.

he can feel your purrs as you look at him with begging, lust filled eyes when you ask, “can you cum inside me next time please?”

and kitty!kageyama feels his cock start to swell again

fox!kita x bunny!girl

you met fox!kita in the forest because a different animal was trying to hurt you and he stepped in to protect you

he thinks your just the cutest thing with your little cotton tail and floppy long ears

he takes you back to his den, or should he say our den, and gives you some bunny friendly things to eat, which bloomed the start of your relationship

your personalities work well together! he’s calm, collected, and cunning, and you’re bouncy, bubbly, and bashful, a beautiful combination if you ask him. there is one trait of yours that fox!kita just can’t seem to keep up with though

you have an insanely high sex drive and libido. if kita asked for sex at any second of the day you would be wet and ready for him within the next 5 minutes

and just one or two orgasms is never enough for you, but he never ever wants to leave you unsatisfied.

so the solution is you riding him to your hearts content and not stopping until your need is subdued. no matter how overstimulated he gets or how many times he cums, he always reassured you that he’s ok and to keep going

that’s the exact position your in right now, bouncing on kitas cock until you can’t anymore, little cotton tail wiggling time he hits your g-spot

the foxes ears are pressed into his head. he’s panting, drooling, and his eyes are crossed and rolled back. but he keeps his hands on your hips to let you know that he’s ok

mumbling out, “such a good bunny, doing so good, m’ so prouda ya,” every now and then when he catches a good breath

you keen at the praise, bouncing even faster as you chase your next high, lord knows how many you’ve had at this point

the wet sounds produced when you land on kitas lap from the puddle of juices and cum turns you on to no end

the man below you panting and squeezing your hips even harder as your cunt clenches around his overly sensitive cock, signaling your orgasm

you slump down onto his chest and bury your face in his neck, he strokes your hair and asks, “do ya feel better now bunny? are ya good to go?”

you shift your hips from side to side before replying, “i think i need one more.”

and all fox!kita does is smile while placing his hands back on your hips with the words, “then get one more bunny”

puppy!akaashi x puppy!girl

you were a stray that his owner found ontheir walk home, and immediately took you in. they knew it wouldn’t be a problem with their puppy because of how sweet and caring he is to other dogs

they introduced you to him and proved to be right in there suspicions. puppy!akaashi adores you to no end

akaashi shows you the ropes of home life, showing you where you eat food and where the snacks are, offering you his favorite toys, and curling up with you when you have nightmares

he dotes know you to no end. he saw how sad and broken you looked when his owner brought you home, and he knew he had to love that sadness right out of you. and oh boy does he

constantly petting your head and ears, tail wagging the entire time and going even faster when yours wags too

caring for you makes him happy, and it makes him even happier to know that he makes you happy with his love and care

getting to take care of you when your needy is only a bonus

akaashi has reassured you time and time again that you coming to him for help is never ever a bother, including when your needy

so when you crawl into his lap while he’s watching tv, that you owner puts on for him, and grind your hips against his crotch, he knows exactly what you need. and he’s all too exited to help you

he lays you on your shared bed after stripping of your and his clothes, tail going a mile a minute, he gently parts your legs to fit his body i between them, and preps your with his fingers while whispering about what a good girl you are for asking for his help

once you’re stretched enough, akaashi pushes into your cunt slowly, pausing with every new inch to slightly rock his hips back and forth to let you adjust. he peppers kisses all over your face and neck, basking in your smiley giggle and the blush on your cheeks.

he can feel your tail wagging once he increases his pace. he rubs your clit and sucks on your neck while he pleases you. purposely keeping his floppy ears next to your mouth to hear every one of your beautiful sounds

akaashi can hear your moans get higher and your panting more aggressive, so he speeds up his hips and adds sweet words of praise

“you’re so pretty puppy, so so pretty,” he lets out his own moan when you clench down on his cock in response to his words, “i’m so proud of your for asking for help puppy, you’re so good for me.”

his words turned strained as you moan and clamp down him, your cum leaving a white ring around his cock, to which he smiles, “did that feel good darling? do you want to do it again?”

kitty!kuroo x kitty!girl

on your owners nightly stroll, they paused to pet stray kitty!kuroo thinking nothing of it, but he ended up following them home and your owner, being the caring person they are, decided that he could stay

kitty!kuroo decides that teasing you is the most entertaining thing in the world. he’s constantly yanking your tail, flicking your ears, and stealing your toys

you’ve had it up to here with him, so today when he teased you, you bit back. literally

as his hand moved to steal your toy, you hiss at him as a warning. he only smirks and continues to reach for it.

when his hand is about two i chest from your face and toy you lunge at him and sink your canines into his palm

kuroos smirk falls and his eyes widen, yelping at the sting in his hand and staring at the teeth marks left on either side of his hand. you smile triumphantly and go back to batting at your precious toy. he’s just trying to show you that he likes you, but now realizes that his affections weren’t received the way he intended. and he hatches a plan to make it up to you

he waits until you fall asleep to creep back up to you and lay on your bed. he wraps his arms around your body and pulls you into his chest, he melts at the way you snuggle into him

he begins to play with your ears and tail while he kisses your neck, trying to wake you up in the best way possible. as you open your eyes you notice him and tense a bit, thinking this was another mean trick. he leans back while stroking your face and asks, “i want to make up for my teasing, will you let me please?”

you nod your head, the tingling sensation from him stroking your tail and ears becoming a deep need. he smiles a genuine smile, that you like a lot more then his smirk, and removes his clothes which prompts you to remove yours.

he sits and places you in between his legs with your back to his chest. he mumbles, “gonna make you feel so good,” right as you feel his finger at your entrance. he pushes his pointer finger in, and slowly began adding more fingers until he was at three. his free hand alternating between rubbing your tail, ears, and clit as his fingers abused all of your sweet spots.

“like you so much kitty,” he mumbles into you ear, “so much, ‘m sorry i didn’t show it the right way. gonna make you feel so good to make up for it”

you try to mumble a little, it’s ok, but his free hand began rubbing on your clit right as he bit down on your ear, forcing you into a mind numbing orgasm that was prolonged by his hips grinding against the base of your tail.

“good kitty, now how about i apologize with my tongue too?”

wolf!matsukawa x lamb!girl

you belong to a heard of sheep on a farm, and have seen him in the woods past the fence quite a few times

one day he came up to the fence, really stalker like, and your bimbo ass just thought he wanted to be friends. so you trotted your happy self right up to him, leaned on the fence and said hi with your little tail wagging

and with a blank face he just reached over the fence, picked you up, tossed you over his shoulder, and walked into the woods with you

“where are we going?” you asked after about 2 minutes of silence. you felt his hand rub the skin where your thighs meet your ass in soft strokes and linger on your upper inner thigh

“i’m talking you to my den. it’s almost dinner time and i’m fucking famished,” was all he offered in response. and you didn’t pick up on the dark undertone laced in his words

in your stupid little head you think that he just wants to have dinner with you. so your little tail wiggles in delight, exited to have made a friend. and you reply, “okie dokie!” and start tracing shapes onto his muscles back to pass the time

wolf!matsukawa shivers at your touch, and again the real reason why goes right over your head. “if you’re cold why don’t you wear a shirt?” you ask him

“i’m not cold little lamb. don’t you worry about me, alright?” phrased as a question but said as a statement, leaving no room for argument. you chirp out a little ok! in response as he continues walking

once you arrive at a cave deep in the forest, he sets you down on what looks and feels like a pile of fur and feathers. he walks around, doing random things that you assume are related to dinner. your eyes leave him and look around the cave, so you don’t notice him approaching you until he’s pushing you onto your back and pulling your legs apart

you squeak at the sudden movement and make a noise of protest when he rips your dress off. he removes his own pants and crawls on top of you, biting and sucking on your cute little neck. your eyes widen and you subconsciously buck up your hips to relieve the tension, making him chuckle. he pulls back and looks at you with emotions in his eyes that you don’t like. “i-i thought you were hungry! don’t you want to eat your dinner?” you rush out

he coos at you, wrapping one hand around your throat and using the other to cup your pussy, “aww sweet dumb little lamb,” he pushes on your neck slightly, letting go with that hand as he straightens his back, two fingers from the hand cupping your pussy enter your hole before pulling back out. he groans at how wet they are and sucks them into his mouth, savoring your taste and never breaking eye contact with you

his gaze drops to your drooling cunt, he licks his lips before he finishes his sentence, “i’m looking at it. “

puppy!atsumu + puppy!osamu x puppy!girl

you’ve always been a very social puppy, and you owner was getting the feeling that you were very lonely whenever they left. they guessed the trips to the dog park to play with the other puppies just weren’t cutting it anymore. so they went to the nearest shelter to adopt a friend for you

you were ecstatic when your owner came back home with two, TWO, new friends for you!! friends that will be here all the time!! your tail wouldn’t stop wagging as you thanked your owner quickly and dashed over to meet them

the twins love you. they’ve sworn to protect you no matter what the cost. and even if they fight with each other over your affection sometimes, they both know that you come first and foremost

despite gaining two new friends that were with you all the time, you were very happy to learn that the trips to the dog park weren’t going to stop. today you sat in front of the door like a good girl waiting for your owner to put your leash on you and the twins so that you could go to the dog park

once you arrived, you dashed off to meet your dog park friends, your boys chasing after you. you had a blast playing with your friends and introducing them to the twins, you were having to much fun, that you didn’t notice their sour moods

why were you giggling at something that other puppy said? why were you smiling at him like that? don’t they make you laugh and smile? why are you flirting with other puppies when you have them?

it seems as though they have mistaken your kind and bubbly nature for flirting. but they don’t know that, and you don’t know that. at least not until you get home. your owner drops the three of you off, saying they’re going out with friends and they expect you to be on your best behavior. you smile and nod waving them goodbye before trotting off to go find the twins to play with them

once you found them, you brought them your favorite toys and smiled, your adorable way of asking to play, but they didn’t even look at you. the wagging of your tail slows. growing slightly disheartened, you crawl into osamus lap and nudge the toy at him again, to which he lifts you off and sets you back on the floor

your eyes grow teary and your tail halts completely. your gaze switches between both of them. and in a small voice you ask, “you..you don’t want to play with me? please play with me..”

“why don’t ya ask those mutts ya were whorin yerself out to to play with ya,” atsumu shoots back, turning to give you a glare that falters when he sees your teary face

“who-whoring? i wasn’t whoring i-i was just being nice…they’re my friends…” your voice cracks on the word whoring, and some tears escape your eyes

both of their eyes widen as they take in your sad expression and guilt sinks into their chests. atsumu reaches for you but you shuffle back slightly, tucking your tail between your legs and ears pressing into your head. they can almost feel their hearts breaking. this is the first time they’ve seen you cry, and they never want to see it again. it adds insult to injury that it’s because of them

“hey..hey it’s okay,” osamu is who reaches for you this time, you tense but don’t move away so he picks you up and plops you in his lap. he begins to kiss away your tears and scratch your back while atsumu says comforting words and scratches your head, “we overreacted pumpkin, we’re sorry, so sorry puppy.”

osamus free hand travels in between your legs to lightly stroke your thighs, and your tail begins to wag again. it’s osamu who speaks this time, “why don’t we make it up to you?”

deer!yamaguchi x deer!girl

you met deer!yamaguchi in the forest when you were both foraging for berries and he swears that he fell in love with you when you complimented his freckles

ever since then, you’ve been inseparable. so in love that you don’t like to be apart for longer than an hour

one day your sitting with your head in his lap on the river bank, admiring the flowing water and calm atmosphere as he picks flowers to weave into your hair

you hear people coming and immediately snap to attention, eyes darting all over to find the creator of the sound of crunching leaves and snapping twigs

your eyes land on a group of three bucks, if you could even call them that. their antlers were tiny and they looked weak. while you thought nothing of them, your lover tensed up. your eyes land on his face to find him already staring at you, eyes pleading for something you don’t know. just as you open your mouth to speak, an annoying voice cuts you off

“well, well, if it isn’t the little fawn,” the one in the middle sneers, and yamaguchi lets out a shaky sigh. your eyebrows furrow at you lovers tense nature and you sit up just as the intruder continues, “i see you’ve still got your baby spots! haha!”

at the deers insult you whip around and glare at the group. their eyes widen at your sudden movement before they decompose themselves. and now laugh at you, big mistake

“oh what are you gonna do? huh? yeah that’s what i thought, your just as pathetic as the little fawn!” as he turns to his friends to receive validation, he doesn’t notice yamaguchi gently move you off of him and stand up. your lover does a little jump to hype himself up before charging at the one who insulted you head first, his impressive antlers will surely leave bruises and welts on the bucks skin

yamaguchi huffs, glaring down at the poor excuse of a buck before saying, “you can insult me all you want, but you will never, ever insult my doe. is that clear?” the fallen bully scrambles up to try and save his dignity before he and his friends dash into the forest

your lover turns back to you with a pale face, “that was terrifying, he could’ve kicked my ass,” he states while slowly walking to you. you smile big before closing the rest of the distance by leaping into his arms and peppering kisses all over his face.

��that was so sexy yama! you didn’t have to do that for me!” he laughs a little, securing your legs around his waist and letting you kiss everywhere you could reach. despite his display of dominance, you know his bully’s words hit his insecurities, so you pepper kisses all the way to his ear where you say

“why don’t i show you just how much i love you?”

bull!semi x heifer!reader

you were brought to the farm bull!semi was on as a rescue. your previous farmer didn’t take proper care of you and hit you when he got mad

you were so scared of everything. every little noise made you flinch, you would jump away whenever anyone brushed against you. you were very skittish around everyone. well, almost everyone

semi didn’t really understand why you felt safe around him, but he wasn’t complaining. he reveled in your touch whenever you would cling to his side or bury your face into his chest. he loves how when he puts his arms around you, you sigh in relief and he can feel the tension leaving your body. the day someone scares you on purpose, everyone knows there will be actual bloodshead

there is another bull who is so insistent with trying to get with you. it’s fucking annoying, as semi would say. to you it’s scary and nerve racking. you show obvious discomfort when you’re with him and step away every time he steps closer, there’s no way that bull can’t tell that he’s scaring you, and that alone is enough to make semi want to bash his head in

it all comes to a head when the bull corners you, in your. own. stall. semi sees red, he’s so angry he thinks he could crush metal. how dare that motherfucker corner you in your safe place, in your private space that’s supposed to be relaxing. semi swears he’s gonna have to build you a new stall himself because this ones gonna be to dirty for you to live in once he’s done with that pathetic waste of oxygen

you’re shaking behind semi, not because of his anger but because of how the other bull tried to touch you. semi is panting, chest angrily rising and falling as he stares the bull down. this motherfucker had the audacity to look at semi as if he interrupted a big romantic moment, and semis damn near vibrating in rage. semi turns around and gently carries and sets you outside the stall door, with a kiss on the head, an order to plug your ears, and a promise that he’ll be back in a minute. you do as told, and it’s only a few moments until semi returns, knuckles suspiciously bloody, but you’re not going to ask

semi lifts you by the waist and wraps your legs around his own, wrapping one arm around your waist and another under you thighs. allowing you to bury your head in his neck as he takes you to his own stall where you will reside from now on

a month after that incident, the bull has been relocated and you have been sleeping much better knowing that semis there. you’re more social now and it irritates semi how many bulls think they have a chance with you

not when all of your nights are spend speared on semis cock while he pounds into you and marks all over your neck, breasts, and thighs. kissing every inch of skin he can reach to claim you as his own and telling you exactly who you belong to

“you’re mine. my pretty heifer, none of those other bulls can have my baby.”

and who are you to tell him otherwise when he’s not only the love of your life but also your protector

a/n: whew! i actually really like this idea! i may do another part if i find the inspiration! i added some boys that we don’t have a ton of content for as well! i hope you enjoyed !!

i’m thinking of writing a full fic for wolf!matsukawa x bimbo!lamb reader and once for bull!semi x heifer!reader based on their parts so lmk if you would like that !! -eden<3

update: there is now a part 2

and a full fic based on the headcanons of wolf!matsukawa + bimbo lamb!girl reader

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hotdamnhunnam · 3 years

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You’re Wet, You’re Naked

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

A/N: Here’s Part 3 of Charlie spending a hot smutty night with his biggest fan Y/N! This fic is also my next entry for @band–psycho’s Bingo Challenge! In this Part 3, now that Charlie has read some of the smut that you’ve written about him... you’ll get to reenact those filthy fantasies with him 😜

Pairing: Charlie Hunnam x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, teasing, punishment, spanking, dom!Charlie Request: This anon request + separate request from @rayslittlekitten (Charlie reading smutty fanfics) Bingo Square Filled: Losing a bet

Word Count: 2.9k

… Continued from Part 2 [Read Here]

Charlie Hunnam is having entirely too much fun scrolling through your whole collection of sin.

And he’s still convinced that he’s going to win. He’s determined. Thinks that if he digs deep enough, into some of the dirtiest stuff, he’ll find some kind of content that will make you die of embarrassment.

“Hmm, apparently this Miss ‘Y/N’ is a glutton for punishment...” he remarks, noting that it’s a theme in a lot of your works. Pronouncing ‘Y/N’ like ‘Wyenne’ as if she’s a real woman.

“Well, Miss ‘Y/N’ won’t tolerate that tone of judgment, Mr. Hunnam. She loves getting spanked and has no fucking shame,” you huff, acting all confident and tough. “And you do know that those letters stand for ‘your name’?”

“Yeah, I’m getting a sense of the whole reader-insert thing. But who ever said I was judging?”

“That smirk on your stupidly beautiful face, for one thing.”

“Hey, listen—if I’m gonna judge Miss ‘Y/N’ for anything...” he taunts, as he skims through the first piece of fiction that you’d ever written about his character from The Gentlemen, Raymond, “...it’s the fact that she’s apparently obsessed with being called a filthy little cunt.”

... Oh no. You suddenly feel like a damn tomato, which is exactly what Sir Hunnam wants.

He’s basically just won; you should’ve known to never doubt him. Your desire for this man to call you ‘cunt’ is really not even the kinkiest of kinks you have about him—no, not even close—but somehow it just feels embarrassing as fuck and he just knows.

“What’s the matter darling? Thought you’re proud of all your kinks.”

“I am, but—”

“Mmm, but what?” he sneers, pulling you near, lips brushing up against your ear. “You’re getting all bothered and hot. Did I just hit the fucking jackpot? Tell me, slut.”

“You’ll never get me to admit embarrassment, if that’s what you want.”

“Oh, but I always get what I want,” he goads you on, as all your walls start crumbling down. He’s won, without a doubt. “So stop fucking around. ‘Cause if I can’t win a confession from this pretty little mouth... guess I’ll just have to win it from your naughty little cunt.”

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Conveniently, the limousine ride is now done, and Charlie Fucking Hunnam takes you up to his hotel room for a night of filthy fun. There’s a special private entrance for celebrities to make sure that you won’t be seen by anyone. He literally sweeps you off your feet, like it’s your damn wedding or something as he whisks you to his swanky penthouse suite.

Apparently he’s feeling quite inspired and has a raging erection, from the smut that he just read from your collection, which was straight up pornographic. It’s clear that he intends to bring those fantasies to life and work his magic.

By the time you stumble through the door, you’re moaning like a whore, and ready to go at it. “But Charlie, we—we can’t reenact that fic...”

“Why the hell not, you little slut? I thought it’s what you’d want...” he grunts, as you both tumble down onto the mattress. Your skin and his are separated only by a few layers of fabric. He’s planning to act out the fic about Raymond dishing out smutty punishment, now that he knows just what a slut you are for spanking and for being called a cunt. His dirty talk is such a drug and you’re an addict.

“Because in that fic ‘Y/N’ never gets to suck on her man’s dick.”

Charlie’s suit-clad physique is pressed against your dress so that you can feel every perfect inch of him. “...And that’s a problem?”

It’s no secret how badly you want him. “I’ve only been dreaming about your big cock in my mouth every night of my life, Mr. Hunnam.”

Those words off your lips fucking fire him up, as the dominant side of him starts to erupt. With a growl he lifts off of your body and stands at the foot of the bed, removing his suit jacket. Looking down at your body as if it’s an object for him to corrupt. Made for him to attack it.

“Why don’t you get down on the floor, you dirty little whore,” he says, watching as you eagerly obey. Your butt is burning up with the need for this sex god to smack it. “That’s it, on all fours. Hands and knees. With that pretty ass facing towards me.”

This is so much like the setup for your fic with Raymond Smith and you have never been so horny. Pussy soaking so intensely as you relive what you wrote in your own stories. Charlie’s hardly gotten started, and already you are probably dripping through your panties all across the carpet, sorry you’re not even sorry.

Of course he loves to see you following his orders in a hurry. Pours on praise that has your senses going blurry. “Such a perfect little slut for me...”

You whimper in submission, as you get into position. You are in literal heaven—except for the fact that from this angle you can’t witness his perfection. Of course you try to turn your head in his direction; thankfully he makes it easier by moving now to stand in front of you so you can look up at his magnificent face and his massive fucking erection.

He then begins unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants, and you are filled with the most all-consuming need you’ve ever felt, utterly hypnotized with every move of his masterful hands. The thought of laying eyes on his cock has you in a trance. And maybe more than just your loving gaze—maybe you’ll get a fucking taste, if he commands...

This isn’t how your Raymond fic began, the fic that led Charlie to win your little bet. He’ll get back into it again. But just for now he’d rather go off-script instead. He’s focused on that thing you said, when you were spread beneath him on the bed. How you’ve been wanting for so long to give him head.

“So you’ve been dreaming of this big cock in that slutty mouth of yours?” he teases, as his right hand reaches in his pants and squeezes. “Just how badly do you want it, whore?”

“Sir, there is nothing I want more...” you breathlessly implore.

“It’s everything you live for? Everything you’ve ever dreamed?”

All you can do is nod, submitting to this god, desperately kneeling. By now you’re thirsting to the absolute extreme and bursting at the seams. Your mind is reeling. Here you are at the mercy of Sir Charlie Hunnam, and damn, there is no better feeling.

“Mmm, well maybe it’s time to stop dreaming...” he declares, destroying you with his stare, blue eyes gleaming, promising you hell and heaven and taking you there, “...‘cause baby, you’re about to get the real thing.”

And so you are. When Charlie finally whips out his perfect cock, so long and thick and pink and hard as a damn rock... you die of shock. You’re seeing stars. The piece of meat throbbing in front of you is beautiful as fuck. This is hands down the greatest moment of your life so far. You can’t believe your luck.

“What’re you waiting for, you filthy whore?” he quips, wrapping his fist around his shaft and slowly guiding it toward your thirsty lips. “Now open up that pretty mouth of yours and suck.”

Never have you obeyed an order any faster. You could seriously spend your whole life servicing your master. Swirling your tongue around the tip, eyes rolling back into your skull, in pleasure as you savor the flavor of his arousal, wrapping your lips around his thick girth in an act of total worship, taking him deeper down your throat than you’d have thought physically possible.

Admiring the view, Charlie smirks devilishly down at you, the evil fucking bastard. You both groan in satisfaction, getting off on your reactions. He knows that he is your whole world. That you’d do anything to serve him as his dirty little girl.

“Mmm yeah, right there...” he snarls, twining his fingers in your hair, the husky rumble of his voice making your toes curl. On the next upstroke you pull back to tease your tongue around the pink tip with a playful little twirl, then quickly seal your lips around his length again to take him deeper than you’ve ever fucking dared. Gorging yourself on his enormous, gorgeous cock. And all the while your eyes are locked. “Ughh holy fuck—right fucking there...”

At this rate his gigantic dick will probably break your jaw and you don’t even fucking care.

Reading your mind, he swiftly strips out of his shirt, so you can look upon his sculpted upper body which is honestly divine, so goddamn beautiful it hurts. The sight of Charlie Fucking Hunnam’s chiseled muscles just intensifies your thirst. You love him so much you could die, expressing that as passionately as you can with every movement of your mouth as you kneel down between his thighs, gaze up at him with wide unblinking eyes. Completely motherfucking mesmerized.

“My God, you’re perfect...” Charlie moans as you continue with your service. Clearly loves the way you’re worshiping his dick just like a good little slut should. “So good... so fucking good...”

He’s buried deep inside your throat, and from the luscious way he pulsates on your tongue you know he’s ready to explode. Reaching around to grab his ass, taking those firm muscular globes within your grasp, you make sure that he stays in place and wordlessly beg him to feed you with his load.

“Mmm...” he hums, smiling suggestively as he caresses your cheek with a smooth sweep of his thumb, “...does my perfect little cockslut want some cum?”

Even if you could talk, even if your mouth weren’t so stuffed full of his cock, you’d be struck dumb.

“Wait just a few more seconds,” Charlie taunts, “and let me fuck this pretty face of yours, you dirty fucking whore. Why don’t you reach down and play with your cunt. Touch yourself till that sweet pussy squirts out all over the floor.”

Oh holy fuck—before you can even process what he just said, he grabs a firm hold of your head, and starts to ferociously hammer your mouth with his huge rock hard cock. He’s thrusting so fast you can’t even keep the pace to slurp and suck. You didn’t think your throat could take him any further, but he shows you just how wrong you were.

And it’s all that you can do to follow orders, reaching up your dress and into your panties to rub your pussy while he furiously face-fucks you like bloody fucking murder.

Given what this man is doing to your face, pounding you into a submissive haze... all it takes is a few flicks of your fingers on your clit to cause you to start cumming all over the place. In all your days, until today you didn’t know you were a squirter.

“That’s a good little cunt,” he grunts, taking such pleasure in what he just witnessed, that suddenly he himself reaches his finish. Shoots his sweet creamy load down your throat as you swallow down every drop of it like nobody’s business. So fucking delicious. “Mmm, is this what you want? Yeah, know it is. Take that cum while you sit there all soaked in your juices.”

His dirty talk is fucking ruthless. Gets off on the fact that he just made you do this. Once he finally slips out of your mouth you attempt to thank him for the privilege, of serving as his little cock-sucking bitch, but your cum-slathered tongue has become absolutely useless.

That mind-blowing session of sucking his dick... you can’t believe that that just happened. It was so far beyond anything that you’d ever imagined, ever written in your fics.

Speaking of which—you know that he still plans to finish what he’d started with that fic about the punishment, and calling you a cunt. Even though you just came the thought of that already makes your pussy twitch. It’s everything you want.

He doesn’t waste a second, getting you into position for another round of wrecking. Lifting you up off of the floor to throw you down onto the sumptuous king bed. Recalling those words he had said, during his talk show interview—wet and naked—two words that had inevitably made him think of you.

Now that he has you in his bed, he can do literally anything he wants to do. “So you’re already plenty wet... I think it’s time we get you naked.”

Charlie is handling you like a goddamn rag doll and you cannot fucking take it. Somehow every move he makes is carefully steady and soft, even when he’s terribly rough. You don’t know how he manages to make you feel like your whole body is a precious treasure even as he breaks it. Makes you feel more alive than ever and yet... super fucking dead.

“How much do you fancy this pretty little dress, princess?” he asks, reaching beneath the cloth to grope your ass, as he hovers above you on the bed. “Would it be alright if I just... rip it to shreds?”

“God, yes...” you gasp, melting into the mattress, as he takes a fistful of the fabric in his grasp. And does exactly as he said he would. The sensation of your dress getting savagely torn to pieces feels ridiculously good.

Your bra and panties follow afterwards. Leaving you naked like a whore, exposing your glistening core. Charlie looks down at it with such insatiable thirst. “You know I’m gonna spend the whole damn night eating this sweet pussy of yours...” he purrs, which sounds like such a blessing and a curse—you can already tell that he’ll be edging you to death and telling you to keep yourself from cumming till you fucking burst. “But first—”

He suddenly flips you over, grabbing hold of your shoulders, and repositioning your body on all fours.

It’s finally time to reenact that fic of course.

“First I’m gonna have to punish you for being such a filthy fucking cunt,” he sneers, sinful lips pressed against your ear. “For writing all that smutty fiction, all those pornographic words. These kinky fantasies about me that made you cringe in embarrassment. I’m gonna have to spank this naughty little ass until it hurts.”

“Yes, sir...” you yelp, your inner slut unable to be helped, trembling in pleasure.

He’s leaning over you now from behind, blowing your mind. “Now is that what you want? Are you done fucking around, cunt?”

“Yes, sir...!” again you answer, powerless to say anything else before your master.

“That’s a good slut,” he mutters as he slides his palm across the bare skin of your butt. “You gonna be my perfect little whore? Take everything I have in store, and beg for more?”

Before you can even say ‘yes sir’ yet again... the punishment begins.

Sir Charlie Hunnam doesn’t need you to respond, to know that this shit is exactly what you want. You scream in ecstasy, fulfilling all your fantasies, each time his hand comes down. Don’t even bother keeping count. You lose all sense of your sanity, and your whole fucking identity, here in the presence of someone so unimaginably dominant.

“That’s it, cunt. Take your punishment,” he taunts, his words and actions straight out of the smut that you had written about Raymond. Spanks you raw until your skin is fucking flaming. Every second of this experience with him is even better than the fiction. You could never have imagined such a heavenly sensation of submission.

It goes without saying that you don’t get to have another orgasm till Charlie gives permission. Thankfully he himself is near the edge as well; from his heated breathing and the feeling of his throbbing cock when it brushes against your skin you can just tell. And he wants both of you to come undone at the same time again. So he gets into position...

But in the moment just before he plunges in and splits you open, as you have always been hoping... he leans in to whisper words into your ear, which are for sure the hottest thing that you will ever fucking hear: “Now Miss Y/N—I’m gonna fuck you better than any damn thing you’ve ever written.”

That is a promise and you both know it. And you can’t fucking wait for him to show it. Fuck you in ways that take you someplace far beyond the filthy fantasies of fanfiction.

And that is how your love affair with Charlie Hunnam began—how you lost a bet, ended up in his bed, wet and naked, just as he had said. It’s a night you won’t ever forget... one that you hope will happen again...

You may not know it yet, but Charlie hopes that too. Already knows he’ll never get enough of you. This is the first but hopefully not the last night you’ll get to spend. Lucky for you two—unlike any piece of fanfiction that finishes once Miss Y/N is done playing pretend—this real-life romance that you’ve started... never has to end.

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Diabolik Lovers x POC!Reader!

~Warnings!~

•Mature!Smutty!

•May Have Some Errors?

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“If You Gave Them Head”

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-Shu Sakamaki

-Soft, and slow... The definition of having sex in the moonlight. Shu isn't the type to be so aggressive towards you, only if you're being a brat. His main reason being that he's lazy, he wouldn't dare push his energy out unless he really feels the need to.. like when you're sad or depressed and just need some love.

-Shu loves the way your lips are, make sure you have lip gloss on first... honestly, it doesn't even matter.. just make your lips glossy by licking them... he'll mentally drool over it.

-Shu will record you... Though he's such a secretive and secretly romantic guy.. it will NOT surface. It's locked in his phone as memories, just like your moans.. he listens to them while alone if he misses you...in more ways than one.

-Things he'd say while getting head would be "Choking on it?... slow down then..." or "Look at me..." or "Take it like a big girl..."

-Shu actually moans a lot.. but they're soft, his face Will be red and his eyes will be staring down at you.

-Reiji Sakamaki

-Rough, but this sadistic vampire tends to praise you for everything.. making this not such a pain. Granting you bruises on your plump lips and a sore throat... it's a bit much but Reiji tries to refrain himself from being so rough, though seeing you like that.. on your knees in front of him as he sips on his tea... Magical yeah?

-Reiji loves watching you cry, the tears welling up in your eyes as they fall. He likes seeing those eyes of yours water up behind your long eyelashes. Flutter those eyelashes up at him while slurping him up... he might just loose control.

-Having a pure white collar on your neck is something that turns him on to the max. Just seeing the difference between it and your darker skin... He aches at the sight almost every time, like he's edging himself. Which is why he makes you wear it every time. He just loved the thought of you looking innocent as an Angel.

-Things he'd say while getting head would be "Such a good girl..." or "You're quite good at this now, I've taught you well.." or "Dont you loose a single drop.... you want your reward.. yes?"

-Reiji holds in his moans, no doubt about it. It's not that he doesn't feel what you're giving him.. He most definitely does, he enjoys it everytime, those praises aren't just for nothing. One time you were so determined that you managed to push out a moan from him... it was so masculine and hot that you noticed how much of a slut you wanted to be for him..

-Ayato Sakamaki

-Rough... It's also apparent to say, you are barely in control half the time. The redhead doesn't know what slow means, or pain. He disregards your pleads as he grabs a fist full of your bonnet and he thrusts into your mouth. Though if he's not grabbing your bonnet, it's you being pushed against a wall, on your ass as you stuck your tongue out.. his cock going in and out of your throat.

-The reason Ayato is this way is because he loves how much mess it makes of you. He delves in the end result of seeing you so fucked over. Your bonnet either off or sliding off, as well as your scarf that was under it. He also likes if your breasts are drenched in your spit and his cum. Please let's not let the male see you break a nail.. he'll tease you about it.

-Ayato, being his egotistical self loves forcing you to lick every single drop of his cum.. even if it's on the floor.. though only if you wanted to.. he's not THAT disrespectful towards you, he still respects you.. since that day you shamelessly slapped his face about something.

-Things he'd say while getting head would be like "It's big in your throat huh..?" Or "Make a mess, yours truly likes how slutty you are..." or "don't puke... then again... yours truly doesn't care..."

-Ayato is loud, alright? He's loud.. and he'll let anyone know what you two did and how you two did it. Though if you're really self conscious about the situation, he'd try to be a sweetheart and calm down.

-Laito Sakamaki

-Actually gentle.... Laito loves watching you play with him, and will not care if you hesitate to go farther. He likes seeing you fawn over him and lick at his sensitive spots. Laito will only grip at your hair or your bonnet, if you guide his hand there. He just likes seeing you have fun giving him pleasure. Laito would have his hair strands wild and those green eyes would watch you take him in your mouth.

-Laito feels like soft head is what he loves best with you. Since he's actually committed to this relationship, he doesn't have to rush to eat you out.. and you don't have to rush to suck him up. The thought of softly cumming in your mouth or on your face is pretty to him.

-Laito loves waking up to it, it's just the thought of you not being told to do it.. it turned him on. He ends up growing in your throat and he can't help but lightly buck his hips up toward you.

-Things he says while getting head would be like "you're so pretty (y/n)~.." or "Stop being such a tease (y/n)..." or "I love you..."

-Laito is your average moaner actually, when he cums though.. it's some volume towards it.. Sometimes he has to cover his own mouth from being so loud towards the end. Though if you were to give him an insane amount of pleasure, the whole mansion would echo.

-Kanato Sakamaki

-This depends, Kanato could be rough one day... or soft the next. We all know how his rough days could go... he could dislocate your jaw from being so rough but he refrains at times... telling himself that he'd hate himself if he caused harm to you.. though luckily, he's very soft with you most of the time! He doesn't even ask for it. So when you do it out of the blue he blushes and let's you.

-Kanato loves the way you stare at him, also.. if you just recently got your new nails. He thinks it's undoubtedly cute while your wrap your fingers around his cock. Nails on display as your lips were wrapped around him. It sent shivers up his spine, and he never can hold back his orgasm.

-Kanato, loves when you suck him off with whipped cream. It's not surprising.. no.. so you were prepared. He loves the way it pushes out of your mouth and drops to the floor. It just looks so sexy when it looks like you can't contain it all in your mouth.. you look full... and you look like a piece of chocolate with the whipped cream and that's what turns him on.

-Things he says when he's getting head would be like "Doll... K-Keep your mouth open.." or "say you love it..." or "touch yourself.."

-Kanato moans a lot, though they won't be so noticeable unless someone gets pretty close to your room door. His breaths are what gives it away though, it's like he gets so tired afterwards. Though not too tired to blow your back out afterwards.

-Subaru Sakamaki

-In the middle, that is where Subaru lies. He basically gives you the dick in such a dominant way that he's rough but those soft words slip from his mouth constantly. He doesn't like hurting you, we know that.. which is why he can't help but to mumble out things like that... just to reassure you.

-Subaru likes seeing you beg for it, he loves seeing you want him in ways that only you could. He just loves the feeling of seeing you make grabby hands for his cock, and he lets you have it. Subaru will definitely thrust his way in your mouth too...

-If you kiss him after you sucked his cock, he'll be pretty annoyed.. but he loves it actually, he loves your lips in general.. just like how, if he eats you out.. he's going to kiss you. He thinks it's gross and honestly he'll never admit such a thing but he loves it.

-Things he says when he's getting head would be like "I'm sorry..." or "Fuck... that feels good.." or "I-In or out..?"

-Karlheinz

-Let's just say... Its not what you think...he's been with many woman and they willingly did it for him... not to mention put him before themselves and let him break their jaws just from being so rough.. though you? He literally lets you do what you please, if you felt like teasing him that day.. yes you're in for it later but he's enjoying it.

-Karlheinz, loving a powerful black woman like you was literally the best decision he'd ever made. He didn't mind the sassy sayings coming from you... nor did he mind the way that you'd tease him constantly like licking his tip non stop or licking him in long strokes. He just loves to see the fire in your eyes burn out later on.

-Karlheinz will even feed into your little Roleplay and will actually moan out for you... even though he's completely fine and he knows he can suppress it quite well. Though they aren't fake... and the pleasure was better than any woman he'd ever had... so.

-Things he says when he's getting head would be like "Oh darling... look at how beautiful you are..." or "you treat your king with the upmost respect don't you..?" Or "Someone's getting punished later on..."

-Karlheinz.. doesnt moan on accident or in the moment, he just feeds into your little Roleplay and tends to push that to the back of his mind while he's burning your ass in the damn bed.

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headspace-hotel · 4 years

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Here is what I learned about after spending 3 hours on Wikipedia today.

knowledge is beautiful, here are some links for your reading pleasure

List of types of spoons

this guy I found with the random article button, Edward Carroll, is a musician, which is not that interesting, but his backstory is that he was inspired to learn the trumpet by a door-to-door trumpet salesman, which really raises some questions that this article doesn’t answer at all

Satan's Harvest Home: or the Present State of Whorecraft, Adultery, Fornication, Procuring, Pimping, Sodomy, And the Game of Flatts, (Illustrated by an Authentick and Entertaining Story) And other Satanic Works, daily propagated in this good Protestant Kingdom. According to this pamphlet, the lgbt community was having a blast in 1749. refreshing to know that even 330 years ago masculinity was in crisis and the younger generation had given up the values of God, Family and Country that the older generation still clung to for sluttiness, unmanliness and gay sex. The more things change, the more they stay the same. (Of course, back in 1749 gay sex was also caused by Italian opera and the French.)

possibly supportive of the above argument: this gay erotic French poetry collection from the 1880’s which includes “sonnet to an asshole”

Related: William Dugdale, publisher of obscene books in the 1850’s. There’s. so much to unpack here. The apparently thriving Smutty Book Trade. The fact that his brothers and multiple of his sons or sons in law were also in the Smutty Book Trade. The sophisticated, highly clandestine operations of the Smutty Book Trade being hidden through constantly shifting addresses and aliases. The fact that he, his brothers, and everyone else in the Smutty Book Trade are constantly being thrown in prison or sentenced to hard labor for smutty book crimes, and this doesn’t even stop them. The fact that he died in prison because of his obscene books.

Philip Andreas Oldenburger, a German lawyer in the 1600’s who wrote a pamphlet that made German authorities big mad and was sentenced to eat his writings while being flogged. no offense to the 17th century but what the fuck

jean-louis verger, who assassinated the archbishop of Paris for telling him to stop writing pamphlets arguing against clerical celibacy and the immaculate conception...so like, I can kind of understand why they executed him

Temilotzin, an Aztec poet of whom only one poem has survived. The only thing the article says about it is: “The poem is about making friends.” Aww?

illiterate popes (I just like that this is an article)

female wartime cross-dressers in the american civil war

from the above list: Elsa Jane Forest Guerin, who lived a life that was so badass she wrote a memoir about it BEFORE enlisting in the civil war, including being a saloon owner and fur trader and getting into a shootout with her husband’s murderer

continuing the theme of cross-dressing adventurers, Marie-Louise Victoire Girardin seems to have had a pretty awesome time as well

Lizzie Compton, also from the civil war list, first enlisted in the union army at 14, where her identity was discovered while she was having her injuries treated from trying to ride an unruly horse on a dare. She went on to enlist in SEVEN different regiments total. I hesitate to call Lizzie Compton “she” though because (s)he (?) seems to have been insistent on being seen as a dude even apart from being allowed to fight in war. (S)he sadly drops out of the record of history after 1864. However (s)he would have identified in the present day, I hope Lizzie ended up living a good life...

as a final note, please read the entire teletubbies Wikipedia page. You’ve probably seen the post about tinky winky being seen as a secret gay symbol (which is, incomprehensibly, referred to as the ‘1998 tinky winky crisis’ in a Wikipedia article about Anne Shirley being gay). The thing about that post is that it mentions NOTHING about this paragraph further down:

Wikipedia truly is a magical place

#lgbt history #history #wikipedia #european history #literature #teletubbies #civil war #im pretty sure the words ‘1998 tinky winky crisis’ actually made me take psychic damage #aztecs #poetry #protestantism #england #knowledge

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2. Favourite character, 3. Favourite AU?, 7. Favourite writing advice?, 22. Favourite part about writing fanfiction?, 34: Favourite comment you ever received?, 40. What do you think your writing speciality is?, 46. Favourite sentence/pragraph you ever wrote?, 50. Is there something you often repeat in your fics (a verb, a trope etc)? yes yes i have many questions because there's many to choose from

Sorry, for answering this so late! 🥺

2. Favorite character?

Is this about favorite character to write or about favorite character I've written or...? 🤔

Favorite character to write: literally no idea. From the amounts of fics I've written including him apparently Aleksi (or Joonas) 😅🤔

Favorite character I've written: I don't have any OCs soo... Yeah. I do weirdly enough like Aleksi in my “toxic” series tho 🙂

Favorite character in general: too many :))

3. Favorite AU?

I like all the supernatural stuff including demons, angels, etc 🧚🏻✨ with bands I do sometimes like the "no band au" but they need to have a good plot (with a nice way of still including the fic-relevant members members 🥰) but guess that applies to every fic :D have been obsessed with all the "sex worker" (stripper/prostitute/exotic dancer/...) in the BC fandom lately tbh 😅👀 (@ everyone please keep them coming 👀)

7. Favorite writing advice?

Uhm... Maybe to just keep trying and continue even if it's just for yourself and even if you think it's terrible that doesn't mean others will think the same. You're your most critical reader most of the time 🤔 but that's not really advice I guess? Or is it? Well either way it's what came to my mind immediately ^^"

22. Favorite part of writing fanfiction?

Putting all the ideas from my brain on paper 😅 making them as smutty and slutty as I please 😌😂 no just letting creativity flow and writing things that obviously aren't canon and make them canon in my universe 🥰

34. Favorite comment you ever received?

Almost all your comments on my original docs :DD

Oh, also this one from you on "nothing but a bad dream 😂😭

I am SCREECHING, I want to STAB HIM and his manipulative ass with my rustiest knife.

"I think I can manage from here" manage to manipulate and traumatise him further?? I hope someone finds out and runs him over with the tour bus.

Y'all have my permission to run him over with the tour bus in the most painful way possible 😭

In general I love all the comments I receive! They make me super happy 🥰 there were some really amazing ones on my “You're as cold as ice” fic which really made me * 🥺🥺 at phone * (especially because I thought about not uploading it at all since I got super insecure about the whole fic)

40. What do you think your writing speciality is?

Ehhh... I don't know? I don't think I have any tbh 🥺😅 (unless you need a slutty character or a dude in a dress/skirt/heels I'm great at putting anyone (literally ANYONE) in that role/these clothes 😭😂)

46. Favorite sentence/paragraph you ever wrote?

Obviously

“Let me come inside and I might let you come inside.“ ✨

No, I really liked this sentence/most parts of this fic:

Aleksi was staring at nothing, taking sips from his beer and trying to hold back the flood of images wanting to crawl back from where he had buried them in the last corner of his mind.

Favorite paragraph(s) is(/are) unfortunately in German and I'm too lazy to translate them and really like them the way they are soo... (it's about the German punk-rock band "Die Ärzte")

Der junge Mann hatte schon lange aufgegeben seinem besten Freund etwas von seiner momentanen Gefühlswelt vorzuenthalten. Früher oder später bemerkte dieser es sowieso. „Wann? Wann hört das auf?“ Verzweiflung. „Ich weiß es nicht…“ Er konnte nicht mehr. Sein komplettes Leben schien gerade den Bach runterzugehen und er konnte nichts dagegen tun. „Hilf mir… Bitte, tu irgendwas, damit es aufhört.“ Sanft strich der andere über seinen Rücken. Schweigend. „Bitte, ich will das nicht mehr…“ Die Verletztheit in seiner Stimme brach dem anderen das Herz. Also löste er sich ein Stück von ihm und sah ihn lange an. Was sollte er denn schon tun, um ihm zu helfen? Im Nachhinein verstand keiner der beiden mehr, wieso es dann zu einem Kuss gekommen war und auch nicht, zu den hunderten, die in den folgenden Tagen, Wochen und sogar Monaten folgten. Hoffnungslos verfiel der junge Mann seinem Bandkollegen immer mehr. Dieser hatte sein Versprechen gehalten. Der Schmerz hatte tatsächlich aufgehört und war einer tiefen Zuneigung gewichen…

„Ich liebe dich…“ Drei geflüsterte Worte, die eigentlich so viel bedeuten und doch so bedeutungslos wirkten in diesem Moment. Vielleicht weil es offensichtlich schien, vielleicht weil sie, wie immer, unerwidert blieben. Danach herrschte Stille, doch die Umarmung löste dennoch keiner der beiden. Vereinzelte Tränen des Liebenden vermischten sich mit dem warmen Wasser, welches nach wie vor über die Körper der beiden besten Freunde lief. Der andere schien es nicht zu bemerken oder wollte es nicht sehen. Doch dann kam das, was später alles noch viel schlimmer machen sollte. „Ich dich auch.“

Probably my favorite (German) fic I've ever written if I'm honest. I liked this one a lot 🥺 (and did indeed make myself cry while writing it).

50. Is there something you often repeat in you fics (a verb, a trope,...)?

I know that I use certain words extremely often even if I tried reducing it a little and put more variety in it but that doesn't work out all the time 🤔 and not so much in my fics but in other writing I do that is similar to fic I use a lot of "hurt(/comfort)", I think maybe somewhat "found family" and in general (also in my fics) "friends with benefits"/"friends to lovers" and definitely my beloved "idiots in love" 😌🥰

#asks #itsfandomsgalore #partly in German

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howdoyousleep3 · 3 years

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whatever this smutty vibe is right now, it is fueling my Kinktober writing. also, I started a countdown in my browser, and apparently, it is only 41 days to Oct 1 today! so it's

✨ 41 Days ✨

today. so I kinda feel like we got a free extra day.

Yessssssss, it’s just my natural slutty vibes lmao. And I’m excited to write! I’m glad it’s helping. 😈 An extra day! Bless! Because yesterday I came home after another doctor’s appointment, slammed Chinese food, and passed out at 7:30. 😂😩 But I’m ready to spend this weekend writing. 🥰 Thank you, bb sloth. ❤️

#askK #howdoyousleep kinktober 2021

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bestofkagehina · 4 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio Additional Tags: Future Fic, Kageyama is a super slutty bottom who has been carrying a torch for Hinata since high school, I hope this is someone else’s jam as much as it is mine, kinda PWP but I’m not sure it really qualifies Summary:  “You were flirting,” Kageyama says, sounding bewildered, almost accusatory. His chest is heaving under Hinata’s hands.  Hinata laughs. “Yeah, and it worked.” (Alternate summary: Hinata and Kageyama meet for the first time since high school and it becomes immediately apparent that Kageyama is a) really hot and b) really into him.) _________________ Fuck. You guys. I know in a previous post I already gave a story a spot in my top 3, and top 1 depending on the day. Well this story is the other top 1 option, also in my top 3 favorite stories of all time. The beautiful person who wrote this is an author in all regards, like…this story is a smutty, self-indulgent Kagehina fic but it makes you feel. It’s so beautifully written I can’t stand it. I reference this fic in my head when I’m struggling with my own writing because it did everything perfectly. It has found the perfect balance of words to get this story across without muddling it with too many unnecessary details. The actions are worked into the narration, which is mixed perfectly with the dialogue, so it never feels clunky or awkward. There’s just enough exposition to give you the setting, but not too much that it takes away from the flow and takes away your opportunity to visualize the scenario on your own. This story isn’t that many words, but it uses just the right amount of words the story deserves, and makes every word count. This is a great one to read when you want a perfectly executed, emotional but sexy, flawless story in 5,000 words or less. And it exactly this reason that I’ve read this story at least 50 times at this point. One of the greatest.

#haikyuu #kagehina #hinakage #writing #hinata #Hinata shoyo #hinata shouyo #hinata shoyou #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #kageyama #haikyuu!!#hq #hq!!#fanfic

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swim | chapter 5.

pairing: min yoongi x reader fandom: bts warnings: non idol!au ; sex shop!au ; college!au ; language previous: 1 ; 2 ; 3 ; 4

summary: what he wanted was someone he could have casual sex with. what he got, was a co-worker that he wanted much more from.

a/n: aaaaah, at first I thought this would be like suuuper smutty and now I’m turning Yoongi into this whole ball of fluff and I kinda like it (but don’t you worry, the smut will come)

“Shut. Up,” your friend started laughing on the other end of the line, clearly kicking her feet in the air from excitement, “Oh my god, I can't believe this..-”

“Well.. what do you think then?” you nervously bit your lip and sat down on your couch with a cup of tea.

“What I think? I think your hot-ass colleague jerked off to you today. I'm so proud of you. My baby is finally getting some dick.”

“First of all, only because he MIGHT have jerked off to the thought of me doesn't mean that he and I are going to have sex now all of a sudden.”

“Listen, you need to be more upfront with him, okay? You need to dress sexier and you need to act really sexy around him. You need to drive him crazy, until he can't take it anymore. Trust me, it's such a nice feeling when a guy you like just pulls you towards him and kisses you like you're the only woman for him.”

“What? No! I won't change who I am..-”

“Theeen, you'll end up with fifty cats and die as a virgin,” she shrugged.

“He jerked off to me without me pretending to be something else, though! So he liked the real me, not me trying to be slutty to not be a virgin anymore!”

“He jerked off to you because you wore a sexy bra, my dear.”

Fuck.

That was true.

You fell to the side, hiding your face in the pillows, “Why is this so complicated?”

“You know what? I have an idea. His frat house is having a party this weekend..-”

“Hold on. How do you know that?”

“I'm friends with Taehyung. Well, sort of. He's friends with one of my friends and she's..- never mind, it's not important. What's important is that you and I are going to that party. You're going to surprise Yoongi there.”

“But we've never even hung out outside of work! What if he doesn't even want to see me.”

“Keep reminding yourself that he literally jerked off in a bathroom stall because of you. I'm almost one hundred percent certain that he's going to be thrilled to see you.”

The thought of finally seeing him outside of work did make you giddy and excited. And nervous. Not only weren't you good around guys, but also not good with the whole partying thing. You didn't like to drink and most of your friends became really obnoxious when they were drunk, so you were already seeing yourself standing somewhere at the side, completely uncomfortable and wanting to go home.

But that other part of you was hoping that if all of that happened, Yoongi would come to the rescue and spend the night with you.

Only you.

And that little flame of hope made you say: “Okay. Let's go then.”

“Come oooon, hyung. This is going to be fun,” Jimin started massaging Yoongi's shoulders, “There's going to be a lot of girls here tonight. I'm sure you're going to find one that's interesting.”

“You mean one I can bang? Because I don't care about being interested. I just want to have sex.”

“God, I wonder what it's like being you,” Taehyung cocked his head to the side, “Even Kookie has more sex than you.”

Jeongguk looked up with a big, ass gummy grin, but that quickly disappeared when Yoongi threw him a death glance.

“Whatever. I think I'll just hang out in my room until the people come. Let me know if you need anything.”

The boys continued to set everything up for the party. Which actually just meant making sure that there was enough booze, that a beer pong table was set up, that there were snacks around and that the music would be good.

The house would be filled to the brim apparently and they wanted to make sure that everyone had a great time.

“Hey, hyung?” Taehyung walked over to Hoseok, still staring at his phone, “What did you say that name of your new co-worker was?”

“(Y/N).. why?”

“A friend of mine told me she brings a few more people over. And when I asked her who, she named her as well.”

“Shut up!” Hoseok grabbed his phone out of his hand to take another look and then bubbled with excitement, “I'm finally going to meet her!”

“You should tell hyung! Tell him to take a shower if she shows up. Maybe he manages to score a date with her..”

“But I want a date with her as well.”

“Yoongi hyung called dibs on her, you can't steal her away from him. That’s going against our bro code.”

True. Yoongi would probably kill him if he asked you out anyways. And he could be scary when he was angry.

Yet, he didn't tell him about it. He wanted this to be a surprise. Wanted to see his face when you suddenly showed up.

In the meantime, your friend and you were getting ready. Well, it was mostly your friend doing your make up. And when she was done and you looked into the mirror, you looked like a fucking prostitute.

“What the hell?!”

“I told you. Sexy is the key. Now you're sexy.”

“No, I look like I give free blowjobs. I don't like this!”

“Stop complaining and thank me when you finally get dick tonight.”

“Oh my..- I don't fucking want dick tonight! I just want to see Yoongi and talk to him. I just.. want to get to know him.”

You were so frustrated with everyone around you telling you to get laid.

Why was everything about sex these days? You were okay with not having dick, you were okay with not having a boyfriend. You were slower than others and you had finally come to accept that and even be a little proud of it.

And so whenever someone like her - friend or no friend - said something like this, it made you extremely upset.

But she only rolled her eyes and grabbed her bag, “We don't have time to take it off, so stop whining and grab your things. I don't want to be super late. I still want the good alcohol.”

You tried telling yourself that it was just make-up and that, maybe, it did look as good as she said. However, it didn’t make you any more comfortable.

Because even though all your other friends were dolled up just like you, maybe even more, you couldn't help but feel completely weird like this.

You weren't desperate to get men to stare at you or tell you how good you looked. You never wanted this kind of attention and you didn't want it now. So all the way to the frat house, you kept your head low and let your friends enjoy themselves and the attention they got.

And as soon as you were inside the house, your eyes were looking for one person and one person only.

“(Y/N), right?” you were a bit startled when someone else talked to you, but relaxed when you saw the face of the other guy that worked at the sex shop. You knew he was called Hoseok and that he was working the weekends, but apart from that, you didn't know anything.

“Oh, sorry. Yeah. Hi, nice to meet you.”

“Yoongi told me a lot of good things about you. I'm glad he has a co-worker like you.”

“Did he?” oh my god, he was talking about you. You immediately blushed and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

And even if Hoseok had thought he might stand a chance with you, it was clear who you were interested in. Not that he'd ever steal you from Yoongi.

Bro code, and all that.

“I'll try to find him for you. Enjoy the party, okay?”

You nodded and watched him go, only to realize that all your other friends had left, leaving you standing in the middle of the room without seeing a single person you knew.

Well, you did.

Two actually.

Because there he was, standing on the other side of the room, talking to one of your friends you had come here with and.. rather closely.

Were they a thing? And if so.. why didn't you know? No, he wouldn't jerk off to you when he had a thing with someone else, right? That was like cheating.. just in your head.

But the second Hoseok walked over to him and told him you were there, his attention shifted. And that flirtatious smile was replaced by a genuine one, leaving your friend to make his way over to you.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he laughed happily.

“My friends dragged me here. I hope you don't mind..”

“Not at all, I'm just surprised,” the first thing he noticed was the kind of make-up you were wearing, “You.. look..-”

“Like a prostitute, I know,” you chuckled, “My friend thought it would be a good idea to make me look like this.”

“It's not that you look bad, I'm just not used to it,” he shrugged.

“Me neither..”

“Uh, anyways,” come on, Yoongi. Don't let it become awkward, “Do you want something to drink?”

“Do you have anything non-alcoholic?”

“Sure,” he laughed and walked with you into the kitchen, making your way through tons of people, some already drunk, others on their best way to be.

Yoongi noticed how close you were to him, but not because you tried to flirt, but because you seemed to be uncomfortable. Which he understood. Drunk people were pushy, careless and rude.

So he made sure to keep you close and keep an eye on you.

“You're not big on parties then?”

“Not at all,” you chuckled and took a sip of your water, “Are you?”

“Sometimes I don't mind, but they can really get out of hand. I'm not usually one to get drunk, so being the sober one can really get on my nerves sometimes.”

“You have to play the mom-friend? I do too!” you grinned from ear to ear, happy to have something in common with him, “The amount of times I had to stop my friends from going home with creepy dudes..”

“Well.. usually my friends are the creepy dudes, so..-” both of you started laughing and while your gaze shifted towards the crowd, his eyes were still on you, “Do you.. want to go upstairs?”

“Huh?” oh my god, was he asking you to sleep with him?

“No, wait, no not for sex!” he shook his head, “I just meant.. well, it's quiet upstairs and because you don't even like parties..- but if you're uncomfortable I totally get it, I just wanted to..-”

“Wait,” you raised one hand and then you smiled, “It's fine. I misunderstood for a second but.. I'd love to. At least for a while.”

Good. Because he didn't want to be down here either.

He said he wanted to get laid tonight, but now all he wanted was to have a conversation with you without people nearly throwing up on you.

The amount of times he had been downstairs for maybe five minutes, only to say fuck it and go back upstairs to watch a movie.. he was glad that you were the same.

“Oh, I like it,” you smiled as you walked inside his room, immediately noticing the amount of instruments lying around, “You do music?”

“Uh, I try,” Yoongi bashfully scratched the back of his head. He didn't usually like to reveal things about him, always being the guarded one. But with you, it was just so easy to let his walls down.

And that was a little scary, truth be told.

“That's so cool!” you pressed a key on his piano and grinned happily, “I wish I could play, to be honest.”

“I could.. teach you..-”

Great, Yoongi, great. Now you're offering to spend even more time with her. What happened to not developing feelings again? What happened to ‘I only want sex’?

“I'd love that,” you nodded, a small blush spreading on your cheeks.

Yoongi decided to sit down on his bed and waited for you to do the same. It was a bit awkward at first, especially with that space between you two, but when you saw your reflection, you started laughing.

“God, I really look like a whore.”

“Did you bring make-up wipes?”

“Why?”

“You could just take it off,” he shrugged, “I think you're beautiful without make-up anyways.. you don't really need it.”

The corner of your mouth curled into a smile and you instantly started rummaging through your bag before you pulled out what you had quickly snuck in before you and your friends had left. Just in case. And now you did need it.

And while you took off your make-up, Yoongi turned on the TV and made himself more comfortable on the bed, occasionally glancing towards you.

“Do you want to wear something of mine?”

“What?”

“To be more comfortable, I mean,” and because he really wanted to see you in one of his hoodies. And this turned from sexual to domestic real quick.

“Would you mind? That dress is so uncomfortable.”

“Not at all,” he walked over to his closet and pulled out a hoodie that would be way too big for you, “Here.. I'll just.. uh.. turn around.”

“Well, you've seen me in my underwear before,” you chuckled as he turned around, referring to the bra situation.

And he would like to see you in your underwear every single day, but he obviously didn't say that. He just walked back over to his bed and pretended to focus on his phone, when all he could do was force himself not to look up. Especially when he heard you unzip your dress.

This was this weird situation where he didn't know if you were this comfortable around him because he was already in the friendzone, or because you liked him as much as he liked you.

“Thank you,” you smiled happily as you sat down on his bed, only wearing his hoodie now and looking at him without any make-up.

And god.. you really took his breath away.

Much more than any dolled up face of yours could.

“You look beautiful,” he breathed out eventually, loving the way you blushed yet again and quickly averted your eyes, but then you made yourself comfortable next to him and tried to focus on the TV.

“Thank you..-” you said again.

The next two hours were spent with you and him watching a movie together, your shoulders touching, but neither of you saying anything to the other.

The party was in full-motion downstairs, but neither of you thought about going back, way too content with lying in this comfortable bed and watching that movie.

It was around midnight when the movie slowly came to an end.

It was around midnight when he suddenly felt you shift next to him.

And before he knew it, you had fallen asleep, cuddling so close into his side, that he thought you'd never let him go again. Or maybe that’s just what he hoped for.

At first he was a little lost, not knowing what to do, but eventually he wrapped an arm around you and slid closer, so that you were both more comfortable, turning off the TV and darkening his bedroom completely.

Yoongi put his hand over yours that was lying flat against his chest, his thumb gently brushing over it, as he couldn't help but place a soft kiss against your forehead.

And with the faint party noise downstairs and your even breathing, he whispered: “I think I'm falling in love with you, (Y/N)..”

#bts imagine #bts x reader #min yoongi x reader #suga x reader #min yoongi imagine #yoongi x reader #yoongi imagine #suga imagine #bangtan boys #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #min yoongi #suga #yoongi #reader #mine

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writingeverynowand-then · 5 years

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Say my name. (Modern Ubbe)

“He’s dating?” Came out from Freyja’s mouth without thinking, she was very surprised and her heart felt like it had stopped.

“Yeah, he and Asta have been hooking up for about a week now” Her friend replied, whilst they ate at the school cafeteria, how could this pass Freyja?

Ubbe, her platonic love since she was nine years old, was dating the girl that was her complete opposite? That was obvious, the girl was gorgeous but if he had at least dated someone that seemed like her it’d give her some kind of false hope that they could be an item some day!

“Good for him” Was her lame reply, the girls looked at her with simpathy, they all knew of her forbidden love for the second oldest Ragnarsson. Her father being best friends with Ubbes father it was normal to assosiate both families.

“You should tell him you like him Freyja”

“Yeah, i would rather not”

“Why? I bet he’s thought of you differently as their family friend”

“Nu-uh, he sees me as a little sister, i’m sure of that”

“Well, make him see you not as a sister”

“and how do i do that?”

“You act differently, Freyja it’s so easy, just smile at him when you walk by him at the hall then do something flirty i don’t know you can like, bite your lip softly and pretend you do it all the time and not just for him, or you can be bolder and wink an eye at him”

“I could never pull that off!”

“Okay, don’t then, stay watching how some other girl takes the love of your life from you”

“You’ve been reading too much fiction”

“Maybe, but you’re a loser too” The girls laughed and the sugestion got stuck in Freyjas mind, it wasn’t such a bad idea to do little things in order to catch Ubbes attention.

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“Freyja why don’t you help Ivar choose his outfit?” Auslug asked her when she, besides her family who were sitting in the Lothbroks living room, was waiting for all of them to be ready to go to the cabin they always rented two weeks before the christian holidays.

“Sure” She got up and walked to Ivars room, she knew this house like her own. She couldn’t help but to walk past Ubbe’s room and saw him sitting on his bed frowning over something in his phone.

She didn’t think twice and knocked, Ubbe looked at her and smiled, that soft and warm smile he’d always have for her.

“Hey Frey, what’s up?” He was always so educated, she hated that he was forcing himself to be casual when something was clearly messing him up.

“Nothing, you lot are taking your time getting ready” she replied, pretending she hadn’t seen him frown earlier, she got in his room. Ubbe chuckled, “are you okay?” so her pretending didn’t last long and she could not for her own sake keep her questions to herself,

Ubbe looked down. “I got sent pictures of Asta from a party last night”

“oh, and .. you’re sad you weren’t there?” there was a bitter taste in her mouth asking this

“no, she uh, apparently got drunk and made out with someone else” he frowned again, then he let himself fall on the bed, he couldn’t believe it.

“wow” Freyja exclaimed, she wasn’t good at this at all “have you talked to her?”

“i don’t think i will”

“she doesn’t deserve you, you know that right?”

Ubbe saw her, still lying on his bed, and smiled that true caring smile, she loved it so much it made her hate it, it was so incredibly cute she was dying to kiss it.

“i got you to remind me”

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A/N:

Okay y’all i have a lot of opinions:

*i started yesterday watching vikings and got so jealous of that FREYDIS OR FREYJA being ivars interest like WHY, WHY COULDNT THEY KEEP HIM LONELY FOR US??? lmao im cringing bout myself right now too i can’t believe im so passionate for ivar man still i guess ill be pissed the whole season for her alone, so expect more ubbe stuff lmaoooo

*rollo man, i’m a slut for all the cast honestly but i’ve missed him, my puppy eyes rollo gosh

*also update remember how i was like send me slutty vibes back in july? i did go on holiday and i liveeeeeeeeeed wink, wink so i do have some inspiration from that ;)

*this will obvs have a second part and it’ll maybe maybe not smutty

ill shut up now hope you enjoyed, love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu thanks for following me even though i haven’t posted that much

*ps. alfred turns me on man, him being on charge like oh god

#Ubbe Lothbrok #ubbe #ubbe vikings #ubbe x reader #ubbe imagine #vikings #vikings au #vikings smut #smut #vikings ubbe #ubbe ragnarsson

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peach-trail-blog · 7 years

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I T ’ S A M A T C H !

Whether you are on Tinder, Happn, Bumble, Grinder, Her, or just Instagram stalking your imaginary girlfriend, the online dating scene will have been your favourite/most annoying, time-consuming hobby if you are single, or have been in the last 4 years.

According to a survey done by match.com, Millennials (that’s all of us over 25 I am afraid) are 48% more likely to sleep with someone on the first date to ‘check there is a spark.’

You don’t want to be stuck with a bad lay for life after all.

Dr Helen Fisher, chief scientific advisor at Match even refers to this as a sex interview:

“We have a real misunderstanding of Millennials, I think they are very career-oriented, so sex before the first date could be a sex interview."

Well, congrats to me for getting through to the next round!

God knows how, my sexual CV is worse than my hair cut history.

I must off impressed in the practical.

In November 2016 Tinder released an update so there is now 37 different gender options for you to pick. I can’t even work that out.

But this is amazing news, as now everyone gets the chance to meet someone new.

Sarah Karlan, Buzzfeed's deputy LGBT editor, said: "It's super important for dating apps and dating websites to be trans-inclusive because there are trans people who want to date and use these apps”

And now with an estimated 50 million users, acknowledging the Millennials needs and creating these updates is obviously working well for them.

I dismissed Tinder many moons ago, as it went through a very sex-obsessed stage. I mean, I know it’s just for fun but the clientele and smutty messages all got too much for me.

The final straw was when I matched with Jamie from Made In Chelsea. Mortified. He’s small, blonde, and a loud mouth. Not my type at all, except for the huge bank balance. And I love a McVities biscuit.

Though this is the factor of these apps that you have to remember.

At no point do you tick the pointless boxes of things you like in a man/women, like a dating website will do.

We have chosen the quick and easy route, so we must continue.

I tried Bumble for approximately a week, before I realised I am just an old town girl, living in a lonely world, who does not want to message first.

Then Happn, or as I like to call it (NothingWill)Happn.

Here I just gained the information of where a lot of semi-good looking men lived.

And then no one talks.

So, with my heels dragging, I go back to Tinder with the rumour that the sex-fest was over, because the Apps slutty little sister Thrinder has entered the party and literally will talk to anyone, especially two people at a time.

And it worked for me!

I mean, don’t think this is a Disney story.

There were still a few frogs and sappy princes’ lurking before I found my Gaston (because LET’S BE HONEST, a spoilt prince with anger issues, or an assertive old fashioned man? Belle, you picked the wrong one.)

But like anything, persistence is key.

And so is a good get out clause. I don’t believe in the lemon law

**The Lemon Law is created to avoid spending too long on a date that is going nowhere. The Lemon Law entitles a person to call off the date within the first five minutes with no repercussions.**

I mean I do, I just do not have the guts to do it.

I believe in sending an emoji to my girls WhatsApp group which means ‘RING ME NOW, HIS PICTURE WAS PHOTOSHOPPED’ or also useful if their hobby is painting Ouija boards with their own blood. (It’s a thing apparently).

I suggest you chose your emergency emoji, and get back on Tinder because this ladies, is the best chance you have to find your match.

Or at least a decent fuck buddy.

#tinder #match.com #dating #her #grinder #bumble #happn #lemonlaw

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hotdamnhunnam · 3 years

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Do What You’re Told

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

A/N: Here’s Part 4 of our dirty adventures with Dom!Jax... featuring more smutty kinks from requests that came in, and some fluffy aftercare at the end! (Recommend reading Parts 1-3 before this final installment – links above! *Note that if Part 3 was too dark/degrading for you, Part 4 is a bit less intense, more like Parts 1 and 2. And the fluff at the end is SUPER FLUFFY, so there’s that too!*)

Pairing: Jax Teller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, edging, squirting, punishment, praise kink, spanking, rough sex, dom!Jax, dom to the fucking max, PLUS AFTERCARE AND LOVE AND FLUFF AND STUFF!!

Word Count: ~2.7k

... Continued from Part 3 [Read Here]

... And I’m gonna make sure it hurts.

You’re already in pain, at the force of his words. But this isn’t a game; there is more, so much more, still in store. And you’re both getting off on this absolute fucking torture.

Where you lie with your senses deprived—rendered blind, muffled mouth and hands tied—all your focus descends to the ache between your shaking thighs. You’re so desperate and wet that it feels like you’re actually going to die. And you honestly might. That’s how badly you need Jax’s dick to destroy you, to fill up your cunt and fulfill all the needs even deeper inside...

As he always does, Jax reads your mind. Leans in closer, lips ghosting across the soft skin of your neck with each word that he says, which feels fucking divine. “Bet you’re dying to cum. Aren’t you, bitch. Do you think you deserve such a privilege?”

Shaking your head, you continue to tremble like mad; you can feel Jax’s body weight shift on the bed. He’s on all fours on top of you now, primal and powerful as an animal ready to pounce, as that damn mouth begins drifting down. His slick tongue traces over your collarbone, making you moan, dipping into the hollow of your gasping throat, and then—holy shit—down to your tits.

“You look so fucking pretty like this,” he gushes, and the praise has you giddy with bliss. It was so unexpected, given that his dirty talk up till this moment has been downright wicked. As much as you love it, and need it, apparently praise is a whole other kink for you, too. If he’s looking to get you all heated, this shit is the ticket. “The way you surrender so sweetly.... completely... the way you submit. All tied up for me... desperate and needy... mmm, so fucking slutty. So pretty.”

Through his words, Jax keeps licking and nipping all over the sensitive flesh of your tits. Feels so good it hurts, blowing your senses to bits. Then those damn hands of his start to wander all over your body, his every move skillful and steady. The heat of the moment has both of you heaving and sweaty. He knows just how badly you need him to fuck you already.

“I bet I could get you to cum in a second,” he reckons. “One flick of my tongue on that dripping wet cunt. Would you like that, slut? That what you want?”

You groan into your gag, on the edge of your climax already and not sure if you can hold back...

Yet you’ll have to. Your right to cum doesn’t belong to you. Never has. That power and that privilege, like every other part of you, belongs to Jax.

The moment his fingers reach down to brush over your pussy and finally make contact... it feels as if every damn cell in your body is under attack. God, just a feather of a touch and you’re already turned to mush. Your pulse pounds in your skull like waves crashing, limbs thrashing, impulsively arching your back...

But that’s too fucking bad. Jax is not having that. “You don’t get to cum till I say you can. Understand?”

Fuck, it hurts just to summon the strength to obey his command...

His thumb circles over your clit, as he pushes two thick fingers suddenly into your slit. “Ughh—you’re so fucking soaked, holy shit...” he explosively grunts. Reaching up with his free hand, he roughly gropes one of your tits. “Yeah, that’s it. Be a good little cunt. Don’t you dare fucking cum. Or there’s gonna be some fucking serious punishment.”

That sounds like fucking hell. But also heaven, if you’re honest with yourself. Jesus Christ, Jax Teller has fucked you over so well.

Though you know that your role is to do what you’re told, you just can’t help but wonder how good it would feel to have Jax fucking punish your holes. You feel guilty and filthy for even imagining breaking commandments on purpose. Your job is to worship, obey, be of service. But if the consequence for disobedience is punishment... and if punishment is what you really want... isn’t it worth it?

Next thing you know, Jax’s sinful mouth slides further down your bare torso and starts to go dangerously low. And you’re no longer able to think; you have lost all control over every damn thing. When his tongue glosses over your throbbing wet cunt, you explode, on the instant, although you know you don’t deserve it. His mouth on your clit is pure magic—he’s too fucking perfect...

“Fucking shit,” Jax growls under his breath as your juices splash onto his beautiful face. You just wish you could watch, as he buries his face in your crotch. He’s unable to stop, lapping up every drop; always did love the way that you taste. “Look at that. Dirty slut. Fucking squirting all over the place. Didn’t I tell you to do as I say?”

Yes, sir, but there was just no fucking way... you’re still riding so high, from how hard you just came, unable to reply, or to even remember your name.

“You think this is a game?” he snarls as he suddenly shifts higher up over your helpless body. Aggressively snatching the panties that he had stuffed into your mouth, yanking them out, to gag you with his tongue in its place, in a kiss that devours your face, letting you taste your own soaking shame. The flavor of just how disobedient you had been, how fucking naughty. “Like the way you taste? Yeah, you like sucking your pussy juice off of my face? Filthy bitch. Bet you want to get punished. Well, if that’s the game, this is how we’re gonna play.”

He then swiftly unfastens the ropes at your wrists, and manhandles you into another position of total submission: facedown on the bed with your ass in the air as he grabs a handful of your hair in his dominant fist. God, you can’t fucking wait to get punished like this. From where he kneels behind you, his massive cock grinds up against your ass crack, as he pulls your hair violently back.

“Now I want you to keep fucking count. Nice and loud. You got that?” he rasps, as the nails of his other hand scrape in a line down your sharply arched spine, then dig into the flesh of your ass. Ugh, you want this so bad... Jax still has more to say, before he dishes out the first smack. “And with each count, you’re gonna tell me and show me just how sorry you are for the stupid mistake you just made. For the rule you decided to break. Bitch, whatever I give, you will take.”

“Yes—yes, sir...!” you answer, grateful now that the gag is removed from your lips, so that you can express just how badly you want this.

“You’re gonna convince me that you’ve learned your place. Learned to do as I say. Better scream loud and clear,” Jax growls into your ear, “because if I don’t like what I hear... then you don’t get to cum for a whole fucking year.”

Before you can even react to the notion of that, his hand finally comes down on your ass with the first brutal smack.

“Fuck...!” you groan, your mind totally blown upon impact.

“That’s not a number, you pathetic little cunt.”

“One!” you shout, rushing then to spout desperate apologies out of your mouth, just as he had demanded. “I’m so fucking sorry for being so naughty, it won’t ever happen again, I’m so sorry...”

His hand comes down harder now. “Stupid slut. Sorry what.”

“S-sorry, sir!” you stammer, heart thudding like a damn jackhammer. “Sir, I’m so sorry...”

“Lost count already?”

“Two!” you scream, though by now he is onto the third, and he’s making them hurt. “Three! Three, sir, thank you for spanking me!”

“Mmm, that’s a good little whore. You want more?”

“Yes sir, please...” you can barely support your own weight on your knees. But you don’t dare collapse, desperate to stay in perfect position for each set of slaps. “F-fuck... four...!”

“What’s your purpose in life, whore?”

“To serve you, sir! You fucking own me; I’m yours... I’m a fucktoy that only exists for your pleasure... sir, I promise I won’t disobey orders, ever again... never...”

Time becomes a complete fucking blur. You can barely remember the numbers, but Jax keeps on dishing out smacks, each one savage and stronger, and somehow you keep track, for this is exactly what feeds both your hungers. Then at some point he finally aligns his huge cock with your crack, once he cannot hold back any longer.

“You think you’re ready for this dick?” he teases, rubbing the leaking pink tip against your swollen pussy lips, loving the way your cunt squeezes and drips. “You fucking better be, you dirty little bitch. You’ve fucking earned it.”

At this point you’re lucky to manage to form any words. “Oh fuck—shit... thank you, sir...”

He spreads apart your legs, then leans down lower now, soft lips grazing the back of your neck. You can feel the sweat drip from his brow, and the devilish smirk on his mouth with the words that he says. “Don’t thank me yet. This cock is gonna knock you dead.”

And that is exactly what happens next. Jax Teller’s monster cock rips through your dripping wet pussy and tears it to shreds. This is more than just sex—this is wreckage, in every damn sense, and you’re pretty sure your body just shattered into a million pieces and scattered all over the bed. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, to the beat of your heart. And yet somehow this feeling of being so broken apart... feels like everything coming together.

You come undone just as soon as it starts. And don’t want it to end, ever. You’ve never felt such intense, painfully perfect pleasure. Stars flutter across your vision as you give yourself over in utter submission to Jax Fucking Teller. The way that he owns you is so raw and rough and yet so full of love. This sensation of absolute bliss... God, you honestly want him to just keep on fucking you, loving you like this, forever.

But no matter how endless your love is, the body has limits, of course—even yours—even his, despite what a damn sex god he is. So the sex is over in a matter of minutes. Maybe seconds. Whatever. Same difference.

But the aftereffects... this fucking afterglow... like, whoa. You stare into the black emptiness of your blindfold and are pretty sure you can see through to the heavens and count all the stars in a row. Jax is the only star that matters, though. The sun itself, your literal angel, his love the only heaven you will ever need to know...

Your mind is so blown that you’re barely sure what’s happening on earth, but you can sense his presence as he gently turns you over on your side, lifting the blindfold from your eyes, settling into place then to embrace you from behind, kissing your shoulders and your neck and cheek and every inch of you that he can find, for everything you’re worth, a hundred shades of soft and slow.

His warm hands soothe the skin of your wrists, massaging the faint marks from the ropes that he’d tied, as his loving lips soothe to the core of your soul with each kiss. Loving you back to life, after you had so blissfully basically died. Fucked to death in a way that fulfilled you so deeply inside.

“You are so fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect,” he whispers it over and over again, as he kisses your face and your neck, words imprinting against every inch of your skin. Every cell of your body melts into his touch. “I love you, Y/N. Love you so fucking much.”

You would say the words back, but your heart is so full that you fear it might crack. So you let yourself stay in the haven of his sturdy forearms, so safe and so warm, and just bask in the love that you’re feeling from Jax. For he always knew just how much you love him, too. Never needed to ask.

Once some time has passed, Jax finally lets up his kisses-and-cuddles attack and lies back to relax, one hand lazily stroking your back. “You need anything, babe? Say the word and it’s yours,” he murmurs. “If you don’t tell me, I’m gonna have to surprise you. You know, read your mind like I always do.”

You turn around now to lie down on your other side, leaning in toward him so you can gaze up at his gorgeous face. “Really? Like on our first date when you ordered the one ice cream flavor I happen to hate?”

He rolls his blue eyes with a laugh and a sigh. “Hey, you know you liked it once you tried it—don’t tell me that wasn’t the best thing you ever ate...”

Smiling and cuddling into his chest, you press your lips against it in a soft kiss as you fondly reminisce. “You had me slobbering all over something better by the time the date was over, so I guess it didn’t matter anyway.”

“Damn straight,” he agrees, pulling you toward him more closely. “But seriously—I don’t know, doughnuts and coffee? Pizza and a movie? Full-body massage and braid your hair? You know I’m all about the service, darlin’, so my middle name is aftercare. Or we could sit and talk about our feelings? Maybe take a nice long hot shower together...?”

All of those things sound fucking amazing... but right now there’s one thing that feels even better. “Just shut up and hold me, Teller.”

He’s more than glad to go along with that. “Okay, babe. Whatever you say.”

In light of what had gone down earlier today, you can’t help but reply in a playful way, taking on a theatrical tone of command and control. “That’s right, Jackson. Do what you’re told.”

He laughs again, the laugh that lights up your entire world. “Guess that line’s never gonna get old... you know, outside the bedroom I promise that’s gonna be my role.”

You know Jax will never forgive himself for what had happened, no matter how quick you had been to forgive him. “To listen? Be submissive and obedient?”

“Mm-hmm. Always. No matter what stupid shit I might say in the moment. My alpha male ego rears up now and then, but I promise I won’t disrespect you like that again, ever again,” he vows, holding you even closer now. “Deep down you know I’m your bitch, Y/N. You are my queen. Always have been.”

God, you could die from just how much you love him. The way Jax just admitted he’s totally pussy-whipped by you is really adorable, but on some level you want to devote yourself to him in real life as well—while still being a strong independent woman, self-sufficient and respectable. There’s no use in trying to hide it or fight it. “Well, let’s not let it get too one-sided... we can talk more about respect in our relationship and all that shit some other day. But for now let’s agree that when it comes to sex, you will always be king, okay?”

Your man is totally on board with that plan. “Sure thing. Gives my alpha male ego a great way to play, and you seem to be... into it...”

“Maybe, a little bit.”

“Baby, you love that shit. Almost as much as I love you.”

“Yeah, guess I do. Love you, too.”

For the next several hours the two of you cuddle up under the covers, melt into each other, and make out like innocent lovers. The slut in you can’t help but wonder how long it will take till he’s ready to play king again... but you’ll wait till he makes the first move. And will happily just keep on cuddling till then. Because with you and Jax Teller, the only thing that’s better than the sex has always been the love.

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And that’s the end of this fic!!!! I really hope you enjoyed this, and would LOVE to hear if you did! ❤️

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