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2dirty4uu · 1 year

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Sleep Is Needed- Arataki Itto

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Summary: Afab she/her Reader x Arataki Itto. During the night time while camping Itto decides to get a bit of a hands on experience. Seeing if his fantasies are just as good in reality. Warning: Non-con, Somnophila, Minor Body worshiping, P in V sex, Unprotected Sex(wrap it before u tap it), Creampie, Breeding Kink, fingering, minor mention of Belly Bulge Word Count: 1.6k Inspired by @thepaperpanda's somnophilla Arataki Itto prompt for kinktober.

Puffs of white comes out his mouth as he tries to keep himself together. He can only watch as his hands get closer to the sleeping body right in front of him. Trembling slightly with slight anticipation.

As his hands make contact with a bit of skin that peaks out from the hem of her risen shirt he takes a sharp breath in. The cooling effect of her skin is almost instantaneous. Making the insufferable heat that encompasses his whole body dim slightly.

Subconsciously he starts moving his hands up more, tiring to get as much skin contact as possible. As if under a spell he moves up to her chest.

Mesmerized by how comfortable her breasts felt in his hands. He notices the soft rise and fall as she breathes causing her chest to move closer to him and away as if tempting him to come play with them. He then notices how two peaks graze and push into his hands never leaving. Probably caused by the cold night in addition too his hands but at the moment he didn’t care to know.

A sweep of cold wind wakes him up from the glorious image before him. Lowering his head he starts peppering kisses across her chest. Dancing across her with his lips. Following suit he needs her breast, playing with them wantonly.

Rolling the right bud with his hand. Gently pulling and tugging along the way. Not forgetting about the left side he doused the bud in a few kisses before taking it in his mouth. Twirling his tongue and sucking the bud a few times before he decided to switch sides.

While continuing his upper assault with his lips his hands start moving south. Hearing a quiet whimper from her, he stops for a moment looking up at her face. Seeing as she did not wake up he continued.

More whimpers and some soft moans bubble up her throat only seemed to encouraged him more. Bringing his hands down to the band of her shorts he can’t help but think if she put on any underwear or if was she bear underneath those thin shorts.

The thought of her being bear made his awareness of the throbbing in his pants ultra-existent. This need caused him to take the next step, going deep within her shorts with his rough hands to find that his imagination was indeed correct.

Taking a stop to his assault on her chest he was able to get a full view of her bare body. A small whine comes from her subconsciously as her face slowly shows that of displeasure from the lack of attention.

The sound seemed to snapped Itto out of his chaotic thoughts about all the things he could do to her in the near future and back on track. Slipping his right hand between her thighs setting it on her mount. His left hand finds its way onto one of her thighs rubbing circles into her skin softly as in trying to comfort her.

Moving his right middle finger from the resting position he dips slowly into her smooth folds. Spreading the lips as he glides his finger down to the end. Feeling her slick dampen his finger he removes his hand.

Glazing at his hand with knowing desire he puts the now damp finger in his mouth for a taste. Licking and sucking all the juices off his finger making sure to get ever drop.

Finished, he pulls it out making a pop sound. With a devilish grin, he takes the now glistening finger full of saliva and starts teasing her hole.

Swirling his pointer finger softly around her hole he tries to engrave the image in his mind. The way her hole seems to want to pull his finger in every time he covers it. As much as he wants to take his time he knows that he needs to hurry up so he finally dives in.

Soft gummy walls welcome him with their warm embrace. A comfort that comes with mass amounts of pleasure, a pleasure that he will experience very soon. Feeling that her walls have adjusted to the new foreign object in her, he starts pulling back his finger. Making sure the whole time to not hurt her with his long black nails.

He continues this, slowly in an almost lazy-like manner pumping in and out of her as if this happens every day. Though it didn’t happen every day, this was the first time he’s done this. With it came an excitement that what if she woke up to see this, how would she react? As much as he would love to see what reaction she would have he knew that she would not be waking up.

Finished with his thoughts he adds another finger filling her but he knew that if he wanted to get to the final act he would need at least three fingers. His intoxicating blood-red eyes glaze down to her body seeing if she shows the slightest bit of pain. Thankfully for him, she doesn’t but it does bring his attention to her face.

The way her face is twisted from pleasure bringing out soft moans from her plump lips. Those same lips glazed and swollen from the kisses that he had given her. Beads of sweat collect along the sides of her forehead. Her eyelashes long as ever hiding the pools of colour that he loves so much.

Done with glazing at her face he moves down to her neck. Realizing his lack of attention there and the fact that there wasn’t the slightest mark saying his claim there. Finding this a problem he softly kisses his way from her stomach up to her chest, making his way to her collarbone where he leaves her skin. Drawing his face closer to her neck he breathes in her scent, which to him could be the greatest scent known to Teyvat.

Drawing his attention away from her heavenly scent he focuses back on his mission. Closing in on her jaw Itto ever so carefully makes his way down. Landing into the hollow between her collarbone and the right side of her neck he pecks the spot. After he sucks lightly, counting the seconds in his head till when the skin shall bruise.

Pulling his head back Itto focuses back on down below like the fact that she now seems to be ready for the third and last finger. While he could try for four he was getting tired of waiting for the thing that has consumed his mind for months. With that, he plunges the last finger in.

The soft squelching sounds drip into the air as Itto moves his fingers in then out and back in. Steadily picking up the pace until he feels she is slick enough to enter without too much effort. Pulling out his now drench fingers he puts them into his mouth tasting the sweet nectar that she produces. He wants to taste more of her but knows that his time is limited.

Seeing as it is time Itto unfastens his pants and throws them on the ground somewhere leaving him bare waist down. He grabs onto her right ankle bringing it over his shoulder and aligning himself with her. Taking his cock as beads of glossy pre-cum collect on his pretty pink head, he drags the head slowly up and down in between her folds catching onto her hole as he drags up. With his cock now slick with her juices he braces himself as he makes sure to engrain this moment in his mind, the moment where she will fully be his once and for all.

Pushing into her he can feel just how tight she is, no matter how prepped she is. The feeling of her body not being used to a foreign object as it tries to push him out. Gummy walls surround him as he pushes deeper into her till he bottoms out. The euphoric feeling that she brings causes him to let out a string of deep moans.

Trying to hold it together, Itto pulls back till only his mushroom top is left in her, then with one powerful thrust he all in again. Thrusting, again and again, chasing the pleasure that comes his way but it’s not enough no he wants more, he wants to go deeper. Pulling up her other leg on his left shoulder he brings her closer to him, then he folds her into a mating press.

With the newfound angle, his thrust hit deeper to the point her stomach bulged showing where he is. Snapping his hips at high intervals while moaning softly into her ears, whispering how she is the only one for him and how only she can make him feel this way. Beads of sweat run along his hairline and down his nose dripping off.

The wet sounds of his conquest fill the air from the friction of him gliding in and out of her. Moving his hands he grips the back of both her thighs spreading them out as wide as they can go. Making it so her walls hug him even tighter as if afraid he’ll go.

The position must have been too much for her body in terms of pleasure because the thing he knows she starts cumming on his cock. That combined with the fast he is going causes a ring of white froth to form at the base of his cock. With this, he feels himself as also coming close.

Chasing the want to cum he thrust into her at an extraordinary speed. The thoughts of cumming in her and watching his cum drip from inside her fill his brain and it sends him overboard. His hips shudder as he fills her with his seed. Slowly thrusting after to make sure it mostly stays in her. Finally, he stops and pulls out with a quiet pop leaving some of his cum to drip down through her folds.

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mystinky-butt · 2 years

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This is THE list of ✨️MY FAV FANFICS✨️

Note: These are my current fav fics, so I might change or add new fics in the future.

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I concealed my feelings for u 👀💕

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Online Lectures 👀

Don't shave your beard 💕

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The dress 👀

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thepaperpanda · 5 years

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The Skies of Dead

Summary: When London become devoured by walking corpses and mysterious virus, two complete strangers try to find a way to keep on surviving in the rotten city.

Warnings: zombies, graphic description of violence

Words: 3223

Authors: Cass & Grizzly

A/N: Cass here! My boyfriend has always had a little dream about writing his own story. I am so glad I could have helped him in making this dream come true! Hope you all will enjoy it as much as we did while writing! I love you, sweetie! 😍😍

As Arthur Bristow stood across from the building and debated with himself whether or not he should enter the Shard building, the humming and chanting grew louder.

Arthur held a machete up, breathing deeply as he checked once again if the blade was sharp enough.

Who is in there? What in blazes are they doing?

It had been a horrible week to the man. It was now four days later, and the reports of missing persons and murders in the streets of London had multiplied to shocking statistics. The city was seeing its fair share of violence, too, and it all seemed to orbit around the Shard skyscraper.

That morning four days ago, Arthur had gone to his office, finished his paper work, packed his pocket voice recorder, and set off walking to the London Eye where he had to meet with famous guest, who was about to share an interview to him. When he arrived on place, he realized the recorder wasn’t in his pocket. That made him angry and frustrated. Had he dropped it on the way? It could be anywhere between The Times office and London Eye. Arthur cursed when he realized his foolishness. Nevertheless, he made up his mind to return to his office and look for the recorder. It was when he saw undeads for the first time. Everything bursted out of nowhere, people were chasing others, trying to bite their flesh, and as soon as someone has been bitten, they turned into undeads as well. And most of infected went out of Shard. Was it a coincidence?

This day Arthur had taken a short side trip to London Bridge Street to take a look at the Shard, and here he was. Scared and hesitant. The sweat trickled down his neck. His heart rate had increased.

If you’re going inside, you’d better get going, he commanded himself. Be brave. It can’t possibly be that bad, can it?

He stepped into the street and crossed to the other side. It was then that he realized there wasn’t much traffic. For a Saturday morning, that was unheard of.

Where was everyone? Perhaps the Londoners were just as frightened as he was and were staying indoors. Good for them.

Arthur went up the stone steps and put his ear to the doors made of glass. The ugly chorale was a symphony of moans. It sounded as if the people inside were in pain and were collectively and wordlessly expressing their misery. A bunch of very sick civilians had gathered in...

Steeling his nerves and taking a deep breath, Bristow opened the doors. The stench that met his nostrils almost overpowered him. He gagged and put a hand over his mouth. He considered turning back, but now his curiosity got the best of him. He stepped inside.

The inner foyer was empty, but it was clear that the noise was coming from theinside, off to the left. Artur slowly approached the double doors to the great conference room, swallowed, and opened them.

The horror inside was too much to comprehend. And then the source of the terror turned its attention to him..

The coldness of old, stoned basement was growing with every minute Emily was spending there. The lightbulb was shining brightly but even light didn't change the fact about her position. She sat in the corner of the room, scared and cold with her back pressed hard to a wall.

Just a four days ago this young lady was working at a veterinary clinic. She never said her work was hard, being close to animals of all kinds was the main goal in her life. Their size never frightened her but that day all animals acted weird just like they would feel something that people did not, cats were hissing and dogs were nervous.

Due to some unexplained reasons, all patients canceled their appointments or simply didn't show up. This was highly suspicious to every worker but the truth was that there was no one to work for so everyone was sent home.

Emily lived outside London in a small village.

She got into her car and drove through the streets, this was when she saw the undead for the first time even if she wasn't completely oblivious to the fact then.

The man shuffled trough driveway, he was covered in blood and didn't look healthy, Emily did her best to pass him by thinking that it was just some kind of sick person on a lose.

Even if the house was small it still was cozy and enough for a young woman. Even if the day seemed quiet it quickly changed into chaos.

Emily looked through the window as soon as she heard screams outside, the things that she saw made her stomach turned.

People were running and attacking each other, acting like rabid animals which only goal was to bite someone. The sidewalks were already splattered with blood, turned body decorated streets and lawns.

At this point, only one thing hit Emily - thought about finding a shelter. She needed to hide from horrors of the outside world.

An only safe place that she knew was her basement, she ran there as soon as it was possible.

And this was how she ended in such a bad position but she knew she couldn't stay there forever.

Arthur Bristow opened his eyes, winced at the brightness of the new day, and immediately vomited. He forced himself to get to his knees in order to keep the vile stuff from getting on his clothes, although lying in the recesses of a burnt-out building wasn’t the cleanest place he could have hidden.

Soot, ash, and blackened pieces of the wooden roof that had caved into the space littered the floor; its filthiness hadn’t been so obvious last night when he’d slithered inside the structure of Big Ben.

You don’t care too much where you’re going when you’re running for your life. The main thing is to hide—quickly and silently—so they don’t get you.

After he’d finished heaving, Arthur crawled away from the mess and weakly collapsed. He lay on his back, looking up through the gaping hole at the clouds in the bright blue sky. This one building was the most iconic, both palace and clock tower.

Ironically, it was a beautiful day outside. The weather was perfect, although hot, ideal for a relaxing swim in the hotel pool.

Big Ben was now a relic of the past. The luxury establishment was now burned, destroyed, and overrun with Infected. And it had happened so quickly. The siege by the creatures began after ten last evening, and it was over in less than an hour. Everyone who was still alive had fled into the dark, dangerous streets of London. Arthur was surprised no one else had followed him into this little shelter, where he huddled for hours in fear until he had finally fallen asleep.

Sleep. At this point, it was something that wasted precious time. And he didn’t have a whole lot of that left.

Man rolled up the torn sleeve of the windbreaker he had donned to keep warm. The bite on his forearm was angry, red, and swollen. It burned like the dickens. He noted the time on his wristwatch; it had been roughly seven and a half hours since the Infected’s teeth had clamped down and punctured his skin. Now, the wound appeared diseased and putrid. Yellow pus oozed from the several perforations. It was gross, it hurt, and it was certainly deadly. Arthur quickly covered it with the sleeve of his leather jacket, although it, too, exhibited punctures in the fabric.

He stifled a cry, but the tears flowed regardless.

Emily growled pushing the heavy flap of the basement, the morning felt cold even if the sky was clear outside.

She wasn't sure how many days she spent in the basement. Her fear was paralyzing to the point that she refused to leave the safe place, thanks God for jars of food she had there.

Emily moved to window, a view there calmed her down but at the same time gave her weird feeling of danger.

The horror she saw before hiding, disappeared. Now streets were simply empty, some splashes of blood but that was it. Whatever happened she couldn't just stay there and wait for the rescue because that might never come.

Emily had chaos in her head but she had to do something so she grabbed her bag and packed some simple items like a flashlight and some bandages as well as something to eat, then put on her jacket and slowly left using the front door.

How angry she was when she saw her car was gone, all she saw was little bits of glass scattered over driveway.

Emily decided that she had to get to London, the capital of the whole country simply had to have some kind of a shelter or at last information of what the hell happened.

The young woman opened the garage and looked inside, the only useful thing there was a bike. There was no other way so she had to use the bike.

The way to London was terrible, it was a long time since she used the bike for the last time.

No matter what place she went by, they all were almost empty. Almost was the word, on her way she saw some moaning, whining, mangled figures but she never dared to get close.

The City of London was always beautiful and full of life, it was one of the most popular cities in the whole world but now it looked sad and empty.

Streets splattered with blood, old newspaper scattered all around the city, wrecks of cars.

Was it war or something else?

Emily jumped off the bike as soon as she got to one of the most iconic places in the whole city - Big Ben.

Looking around Emily smiled seeing someone walking the street.

"Sorry!," she yelled. "Hello! Excuse me but do you know what happened here? I look for some information and maybe... some government shelter," she said walking to the stranger. The horror grew big as soon as she got closer to the person

It wasn't really a person. It was a living corpse. Empty eyes and grey-white skin, its jaw was half ripped exposing everything inside. It was missing a whole arm. The creature let out a weird sound and started quickly moving toward Emily.

"Fuck! What is this! Help, can somebody help!?," Emily let out a high pitched scream and started running, trying her best to lose the monster or hide from it.

How long did he have? There was no question that he would turn. It happened to everyone who was bitten. Sometimes it took a few hours, but he had seen others fight it for up to two days. His former friend had wisely conjectured that it depended on how healthy a person was. If you were young, strong, and in good shape, then you lasted longer. The weak, elderly, and very young children turned quickly. And it was horrible. Arthur had seen first-hand what transpired when a person turned. He didn't want that to happen to him.

The nausea had passed, but Arthur felt as if he had the flu. He placed a palm to his forehead and realized he was burning up. How high was her fever? No way to know. Could his healthy resistance keep himself from turning before the medicine arrived?

If the medicine arrived.

Arthur dug into the backpack again and pulled out the handgun. It was a Colt. He appreciated the weight in palm, and then he lifted it to his head. He placed the end of the barrel to temple and wrapped finger around the trigger. It would be so simple. Just squeeze. Perhaps a moment of pain and surprise, and then blackness. Arthur would never have to experience the horror of turning into one of them. It was truly the sensible thing to do. Who was he kidding? He was doomed. Nothing was going to stop him from turning, unless... The fucking medicine.

But before he could bolt, Arthur heard some noises outside of his shelter. And a voice. NORMAL VOICE OF SOME WOMAN.

"Fuck," he cursed and put gun back into his backpack, then took a bat with himself as he headed downstairs and out of Bog Ben, right onto empty street.

The woman was running out before one of Infected.

Arthur sighed and made some noise to distract undead.

The thing that used to be a guy emitted a howling snarl and leapt forward with surprising agility. Reflexively, Arthur swung the bat as if he was trying to knock one out of the ballpark. The club smashed into guys’s head, throwing him back onto ground. Arthur swung the bat again, striking the man’s arm. There was a loud snap and the man wailed. Arthur was sure he had broken a bone. Again, Bristow struck with the weapon. This time, the bat hit the man’s neck, surely snapping it. The horrid noise coming out of his mouth abruptly ceased as his throat was crushed. Arthur kept swinging wildly. Thing tried to get up. He drew closer and then,the bat walloped him in the head. He fell to his knees but kept grappling. Arthur clouted him again, and this time Infected dropped to the ground, unconscious.

All was quiet, except for Arthur’s rapid breathing. He shut his eyes, said a silent prayer, and then looked at the body, only to move his glance at the stranger.

Emily was sitting on the ground, her back pressed against the wall, arms covering and tightly holding her head. Her eyes were wide and cheeks were wet from fresh tears, she was hasping for air.

She was never attacked before, since begining she didn't know what was happening but this was madness, horror.

She loooked at stranger, shivering hard. He just killed this... Thing. What if he will kill her next.

"I do not have anything that would be valuable with me! Don't kill me!," Emily whimpered with voic full of fear.

Arthur tilted head aside and snorted shortly.

"I don't care. Come," he walked to her and offered his hand. "Unless you wanna rather stay here and wait for death."

Emily blinked a few time, thinking about all of this. After a moment she nodded and wiped her eyes before taking stranger's hand.

There was no other hand, and she had to survive somehow, no matter what happened here. She had to trust him, looking at the situation from a minute ago she would never survive alone.

"What... What had happened here? I don't understand, one day everyone went crazy," Emily said as she followed the stranger.

He hushed her by raised hand. "Quiet or we will become their dinner."

He led her inside the clock tower and as soon as they passes threshold, Arthur made sure to lock door and push heavy drawer in front of them, just in case.

All the windows were covered with anything that was available then: rags, furniture, newspapers glued to glass.

She pressed her lips together and nodded, studying his face carefully. Emily had to admit he was a handsome man, she couldn't say his age but he wasn't old. She followed him.

Inside Big Ben, Emily looked around amazed and terrified. Emily looked at stranger waiting at the permission to speak.

"What were you doing out there, all alone, no weapon?," Arthur asked as he took a trip along the wooden stairs. "You had wanted to get your head cut off by their teeth?," he continued leading the way.

Emily watched him unsure what to say, finally, she found the right words. "What do you mean? I have no idea what was that... I guess I spend a too long time in this basement of mine," she said and quickly followed the man. "I just saw this madness and hid, I have no idea how long I spend there. When I left I simply packed some food, bandages and went to London. Is this some kind of government shelter? Or maybe you know how to get there... Oh! I am Emily, by the way," young woman smiled sweetly at the stranger.

"You have bandages? I'll need them," he said simply, he didn't pay more attention to her other words. "No. There's no government shelter. The government is dead by now I bet," Arthur growled as they approached the controlling room at the higher level of clock tower.

He opened door ans shifted aside to let Emily in. He followed her closing door behind him.

Emily looked around and nodded. "Yes, I have bandages and what do you mean, they are dead? What even happened? Is it the War Wold 3?"

She took off her jacket and bag and looked inside then back at the man.

"Come here... I will help you with whatever happened to you. I hope that my bandages will be enough."

"Don't," he growled deeply eyeing her. "I don't need your help, who you are, a fucking nurse?"

Arthur felt even worse now. The flu-like symptoms hit him more strongly than before. He sat down on the cot laying under the window, he rested back of his head against the wall and gasped. "No one knows," he said after moment of silence, "It just happened. People turned into killing machines. They attacked everyone on their way. Nothing could have stopped them, even a gun shot. Now I know only a headshot can take 'em down."

"You don't need my help so you don't need need my bandages, sir," Emily growled with a frown and went to find herself a nice place to sit. She found it in the corner of the room, she put the jacket on the floor and then sat down and looked at the man. "Sounds like zombies or something. So? We are stuck in a real-life horror movie? What now?"

"Can you shut your mouth for a bit, my head hurts," he told her coldly gazing up at her. "I just need them. And be grateful, I happened to save your life," Arthur said.

He felt rotten and didn’t know if he could find the strength to stand again and keep moving. Should he grab the revolver and shoot himself now? The sickness was worse.

Emily frowned and took the bandages out of her bag. She threw them to him with some little snack she had with herself. "Thank you," Emily whispered to not annoy him anymore.

Arthur had gotten up. For a few seconds he felt dizzy and was afraid he would be sick again, but it passed quickly. He moved to the side and waited until his thumping heart slowed.

He looked at her. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to be mean. I am scared and lost, just like you," man said.

Emily got up and slowly walked to him. "I am kinda used to this but fighting won't get us anyway. Come on, let me help you with whatevere happen. I am a vet but... bandaging man can't be harder than bandaging a dog," she shrugged with soft smile.

"It's gonna be rough tough," he said glaring at her. "I was bitten."

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voodoo-magic · 5 years

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DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE || TOM HARDY DRABBLE

Words: 612

Summary: you're a reporter who has to lead the interview with Tom Hardy and Riz Ahmed. Unfortunately, you mess the two actors because of the stress during live program. What's going to happen?

Author's note: I was participating in writing challenge hosted by @thepaperpanda and my prompt was no. 23.

The tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down my face. I feel the muscles of my chin tremble like a small child and I look toward the window, as if the light could soothe me. There is static in my head once more, the side effect of this constant fear, constant stress I live with. I hear my own sounds, like a distressed child, raw from the inside. It takes something out of me I didn't know I had left to give. That's the way it is when people are hard. It's like a theft of the spirit, an injury no other person can see. This day is awful, I think to myself as I sit on the marble stairs leading to the television studio. How could I have messed my guests during live program?!

It had to be a simple thing to me, an experienced reporter. I had to lead the interview with my two guests, one of them was Tom Hardy, when other one was Riz Ahmed, the two shining stars of Venom movie.

"Don't you cry no more."

I hear the strong, deep voice, very familiar to me and I lift my chin up and turn head around to see no one else but Tom Hardy himself standing right behind me, leaning casually against the wall.

I burst in tears again, waving hand at him. "I can explain," I say with trembling voice. "I was prepared, I really was, it's all because of my nerves, I don't know how did I do it, I'm so sorry, Mr Hardy," I tell him and dare to look him on the eye.

To my surprise he smiles at me, no signs of nerves on his face. He reaches to pocket in his jeans to pull his electronic cigarette and inhale the smoke. It smells nicely, I gotta say, vanilla and cinnamon. Next thing he does is taking a seat next to me on the marble stairs, he looks at the horizon with beautiful panorama of London. "Don't ya cry, girl. It's fine, ain't big deal," he says and pokes my shoulder. "Chin up, everyone makes mistakes. Ain't ya first, ain't ya last."

It makes me smile shyly and nod. "I know but I'm professional! I shouldn't let such mistakes to crawl in my work," I admit sadly.

Tom cocks his brows and bursts with deep laughter, which quickly turns into a cough. "Girl, if ya would only know how many mistakes I've done in my entire career...," man chuckles and winks at me. "Now, stop crying, take a deep breath, or two, and let's go back inside,

let's do a work." Then he gets up and dusts his jeans off, Tom also reaches hand to me.

I take it hesitantly and get up as well, I follow his advice and take a deep breath.

"You ready?," Hardy asks softly and opens heavy, metal door for me, pointing his head at the corridor inside. "C'mon."

A cold shiver run along my spine. "My supervisor will fire me for my mistake. It was live...," I remind him.

Hardy lets out a giggle. "No fucking way. Won't let this to happen, and I believe Riz won't let, too."

Eventually I smirk at Tom and get inside the building, holding my head up high. Having him on my side means the world to me.

We both get into to studio again, Tom sits in the comfy armchair next to Riz, who sends me a brief smile and I take my place as well. Then I look at the camera and give a nod to our operator. "Let's get the job done," I say.

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doumadono · 8 months

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♥ KINKTOBER'23 COLLABORATION MASTERLIST ♥

Hiya! We are pleased to present you with our Kinktober'23 Collab Masterlist ♡

♡ the following post will serve as the Masterlist for the event and will be updated with the links upon posting

♡ all works are 🔞

♡ following the cut you'll find the full list of the fics written for the event

Kinktober'23 Collaboration Update

♡ day 1 - blow job | Douma | @sanriokamabodo

♡ day 2 - overstimulation | Bakugo | @doumadono

♡ day 3 - dry humping | Atsumu Miya | @doumadono

♡ day 4 - maid | Dabi | @dabihawksluva

♡ day 5 - bukkake | KiriBaku & ShigaDabi | @doumadono

♡ day 6 - orgasm denial | Levi Ackerman | @mrskokushibo

♡ day 7 - sensory deprivation | Douma | @muzansfangs

♡ day 8 - drunk sex | Bucky Barnes | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 9 - leash | Sukuna | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 10 - shibari | Douma | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 11 - creampie | Shigaraki | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 12 - break

♡ day 13 - mirror | Hawks | @kyojurismo

♡ day 14 - daddy kink | Jake Lockley | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 15 - hair pulling | Akaza Douma Kokushibo | @sanriokamabodo

♡ day 16 - morning sex | Neuvillette | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 17 - spanking | Kotaro Bokuto | @doumadono

♡ day 18 - angry sex | Sanemi | @mrskokushibo

♡ day 19 - break

♡ day 20 - break

♡ day 21 - size kink | Yoriichi | @mrskokushibo

♡ day 22 - oral sex | Sae Itoshi | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 23 - rough sex & praise kink | Lucifer | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 24 - dirty talk & finger fucking | ShibaDabi | @lifeform286

♡ day 25 - breeding kink | Dabi | @sillakits

♡ day 26 - love triangles | KiriBaku | @kyojurismo

♡ day 27 - period sex | Bakugo | @thepaperpanda

♡ day 28 - lingerie | Shigaraki | @misafiryanki

♡ day 29 - threesome | Erasermic | @gamergirl-niffler

♡ day 30 - torture | Dottore | @gamergirl-niffler

♡ day 31 - biting | Douma | @doumadono

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morallyinept · 3 months

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A list of all my favourite PEDRO CHARACTER VALENTINE'S DAY/THEMED FIC RECS, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.

PART 1 | PART 2 HERE

Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤

⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.

Includes Valentine themed stories from previous years, as well as current. Will be added to as more are released.

Happy Reading! 🖤

💘Rockford & Roses Tim Rockford & Heyday Hero Valentine's Special Marcus Moreno - @morallyinept

💘Secret Admirer - @demigoddessqueens Mr Ben

💘A Valentine's In Reverse - @littlebirdsbookshelf Dave York

💘Agent Cupid - @pimosworld Dave York

💘A Reveal - @odetodilfs Din Djarin M!Reader

💘A Small Bouquet - @thepaperpanda Joel Miller

💘San Valentín Series - @sp00kymulderr Javier Peña

💘Pushing The Envelope Max Phillips, Pelicans Frankie Morales & Watercolour Marcus Pike - @something-tofightfor

💘Loneliness - @sirowsky Pero Tovar

💘Secret Admirer - @whatsnewalycat Javier Peña

💘Valentine's Day - @polaroidpascal Frankie Morales

💘Something Right - @sweetercalypso Frankie Morales

💘Tres Besos - @mrsmando Javier Peña

💘Stupid Cupid - @hellishjoel Frankie Morales

💘My Funny Valentine - @pascalpvnk Joel Miller

💘Sweetheart - @joels-shitty-puns Joel Miller

💘As Long As I Have You - @beskarandblasters Joel Miller

💘For Valentine's Day - @wardenparker & @absurdthirst Joel Miller

💘Something Soft - @skittlesfics Joel Miller

💘Can't Fight Cupid - @absurdthirst Max Phillips

💘Are You Mine? - @eupheme Joel Miller

💘Strawberry Cakes - @vivian-pascal Joel Miller

💘Candy Hearts - @joelmillerisapunk Joel Miller

💘A Beskar Valentine - @firstofficerwiggles Din Djarin

💘Simple Love - @frenchiereading Frankie Morales

💘Until Now - @talaok Joel Miller

💘Grumpy Joel Miller Loves Him Some Corn Bread - @connectioneverywhere Joel Miller

💘Along For The Ride - @proxima-writes Joel Miller

💘Let's All Go To The Lobby - @corazondebeskar-reads Joel Miller

💘Psyche & Cupid - @macfrog Joel Miller

💘Full - @endlessthxxghts Frankie Morales

💘Consequences - @iamasaddie Joel Miller

💘Valentine's Day - @joelslegalwhre Dieter Bravo

💘Te Quiero - @notjustjavierpena Javier Peña

❤️VARIOUS PEDRO BOY MASTERLISTS:

💘Just A Date Series - @lady-bess Various Pedro Boys

💘Love At First... Series - @goodwithcheese Various Pedro Boys

💘Valentine's Prompts Masterlist - @trulybetty Various Pedro Boys

💘February Fluff Masterlist - @cowboy-turtle Various Pedro Boys

💘Fluffbruary Masterlist - @oonajaeadira Various Pedro Boys

#pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #valentines day #pedro pascal cinematic universe #PPCU #jett's fic recs

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mdylik · 5 years

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THE TAPE - FALCON & WINTER SOLDIER DRABBLE

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A/N: I was pleased to take part in @thepaperpanda writing challenge. My prompt was "You, where the hell did you come from?"

Summary: Falcon teases former Winter Soldier about his problems with dealing with video player. When Sam finds out Bucky's true reasons, he's terrified and dreams of turning back time.

"What a fucking, naughty shit!" Loud scream was heard around the flat.

Sam Wilson opened his eyes and closed them immediately as sun shone onto him through the window. He rubbed his temples and let out a sigh before he got up and pulled his sweatpants up. He opened door to his bedroom and peeked out of his room. He frowned as soon as his sight fell on Barnes who was sitting on the carpet trying to open the video player. "What the fuck are ya doing, punk?" Sam asked other man, cocking his brows up at him.

"Your shitty device has just pulled my tape in and it doesn't want to give it back. Fucking shit." Other man growled, shaking the player in his hands.

"Easy, man! It's antique!" Wilson grunted and walked closer to Barnes. "You, where the hell did you come from?" Sam giggled as his eyes rolled slightly. "Ya know, if you want this to give the tape back, you have to do some magical thing, ya know?" He said.

"What thing?" James looked up at his mate.

"I don't know if I can tell ya, man." Sam said as he put hands onto his hips. "If I'll tell ya, I'll have to kill ya. Ya know, it's a secret."

Bucky shook his head and put video player on the floor in front of him. "Don't mess with me, you fucking pigeon and tell me. I need that tape back."

"Uh! Why so angry?!" Sam joked and crouched next to Barnes. "Ya see, if ya wanna have your tape back, first thing to do is plug this device into the socket."

Barnes frowned. "You really think I'm a total loser? I know how TECHNOLOGIES work." He emphasized. "But your shitty thing didn't give the tape back even when it was plugged in."

Sam rolled his eyes and took the video player into his hands, he moved it under TV and plugged it back in. "You did that, yeah?"

"Yup." Barnes nodded. "With no result."

Sam smiled wryly. "And did you do THIS?" he asked as he pressed the button next to the slot. Immediately, the tape jumped out of the player.

But before Bucky grabbed it, Sam surpassed him. He grabbed the tape and put it back into the slot. He was so curious what was on the tape. When he turned TV on, his mouth hung open.

On the screen he saw Bucky and Steve in very, very intimate moment.

"Oh fucking hell, what the fuck, Barnes! You naughty piece of shit! You've recorded the sex tape with Rogers?!" Sam asked out loudly and second later he realised how did it sound. "Oh fuck, and Rogers agreed! Fuck you, punk!"

"Not me, but fucking Rogers was cute." Bucky grinned at other man. "If you want, I'll tell you how good it was to have my cock..."

"STOP IT, BARNES. DON'T EVEN START!" Wilson waved his hand and went out of the room. "I don't wanna hear anything!"

Bucky looked after Sam and giggled. "Well, you shouldn't have taken my thing then!"

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dlwritings · 5 years

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Hey. One of our writers would love to take part in your writing challenge and requested prompt is from MOVIES section, number 10. We also have two questions First: when is 'due date'? Second: you require to write about Marvel characters. Would you mind writing about Eddie Brock/Venom? If that would be a problem, then story will be about Steven Rogers.

Hey! So I don’t technically have a due date, but I’m getting eager to see them, so maybe I should put a due date on them. I’m thinking maybe a month after you’ve taken the prompt? Does that make sense? So YOUR due date is July 23. I hope that makes sense lol. Second, I would prefer MCU characters, like canon in the cinematic universe. I hope that’s okay! xx

#danis1kwc #talk to me #thepaperpanda

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arawynn · 6 years

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Hi. We'd like to participate in your writing challenge. We request two prompts, as two of our writers want to take part in your challenge. First prompt is number 5 and it'll be about M'Baku (writer's name: Cass) and the second one is number 11 about Bucky (writer's name Rouge). Thank you in advance.

Hi,

you can have both prompts. I’m really curious what you’re making out of them :D Thank you for participating ♥

#thepaperpanda

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buckyownsmylife · 3 years

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fic compilation - logan howlett (wolverine) x reader

Alright, y’all. I’m doing this for my own organization but I thought it would come in handy for you too. If you have a specific kink or character you’d like to see me compile a list of every fic I can find about them, please let me know and I’ll eventually get around to it. For now, here are some fics featuring Logan Howlett, the Wolverine, x reader, which I’ll keep updating whenever possible.

LAST UPDATED: 25.01.2021

He’s hot and nice and my son set us up, by @77marvelimagines - featuring single mom reader, mutant!son, and language

Better, by @astxrwar - featuring drinking, swearing, mention of a bullet wound

Nowhere Fast, by @astxrwar - featuring mild smut, fix-it fic, and roadtrip romance

First Burn, by yours truly - featuring possessiveness, public sex, exhibitionism kink

Lucky, by yours truly - featuring masturbation (f), oral sex (f) and playful possessiveness

Nothing Wrong with Being Kinky, by @creedslove - featuring a little smut, fights and teasing

Teachers, by @darling-i-read-it - featuring a make out session, enemies to lovers trope, and fluff

Not my Daughter you bitch, by @ellana-ravenwood - featuring dad!deadpool, lovesick!Wolverine, and mutant!reader

Invisible, by @eurusholmmes - featuring pining!reader, jealousy and runaway

Back off, bub, by @harringtonisadingus - featuring language, slight violence, and shy!reader

Daddy knows best..., by @holylulusworld - featuring breeding kink, size kink, daddy kink

Imagine breaking into Logan’s apartment, by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord - featuring a surprised Logan, a surprising reader and protective!Logan

Nearly Lost You There, by @littledarlinwrites - featuring songfic, angst and protective!Logan

Unfestive, by @lumifuer - featuring christmas, grumpy!Logan, and fluff

Beard Burn, by @magnificence-in-words - featuring smut, oral (female receiving), some good-natured teasing

Body Swap, by @make-me-imagine - featuring another part, body swap (obviously, and periods

Short Tickles, by @oreostars - featuring short!horny!reader, flirting, and tickle fights

Accidents Happen, by @plus-size-reader - featuring plus size reader, accidents and distressed!Logan

Control, by @plus-size-reader - featuring plus size reader, Magneto’s daughter reader, and fluff

Hello Time Bomb, by @random-imagines-blog - featuring smut, pining!reader, and jealous!Logan

Turned for the best reason, by @saltiestdemonloves - featuring mutant!reader, flirting, and fighting.

Unexpected Buffing, by @thepaperpanda - featuring unprotected smut, savior!Logan and bar shenanigans

How Many Times do I Have to Say it?, by @wolfdeamonghoul - featuring arguments, love declarations, fluff

What a Tease, by @wolfdeamonghoul - featuring teasing, male masturbation, and horny!Logan

If you know of a fic that features voyeurism and that isn’t here, please feel free to send it my way! And if any of the links here becomes broken, please let me know.

If you’re one of the writers featured here and you want to change the little summary I wrote, just send me a DM with the three characteristics you’d like to be acknowledged in the listed fic!

#fic compilations #logan howlett fic #logan howlett fics #logan howlett x reader #logan howlett reader #wolverine reader insert #wolverine reader inserts #wolverine x reader

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mrs-petrova-potter-mikaelson · 2 years

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Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes SMUT

BY: thepaperpanda

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chaneajoyyy · 4 years

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