#wc:964

[thebattleofstarcourt]

Eddie Munson Request!

I a sucker for the opposites attract trope, and I just imagine Eddie with his grunge hard metal self, having a super frilly girlfriend, you know how when high school boys walk around with their girlfriend’s scrunchies on their wrist, kind of a sign of claiming the dude? Imagine Eddie with a frilly pink scrunchy or something! How would he react to it being given to him, or how would hellfire react as well!! Hope you like the request! Can’t wait for you possibly writing this out because I love your writing style, literally counting the hours for you Eddie POV later on today!!

a/n: omg i am so sorry for just now seeing this but in my defense i have worked doubles 2 days in a row and im slowly dying inside! anyways i LUV this rq and thank u thank u thank u for ur kind words it fr means the world. (i acc just finished writing this n i'm alr starting a second part so . kudos to u and ur big brain)

this is fem!reader btw

(part 2)

look, they were trying to pay attention, they really were. it was just kind of hard to focus on hearing eddie’s insane new campaign idea while he had a baby pink scrunchie on his wrist.

it was just so jarring. not because he was a dude wearing a pink scrunchie because god knows none of them – especially eddie munson of all people – care about the rigid cage that is gender roles. it was because it was eddie that was wearing it.

eddie, in all his black skinny jeans, metalhead glory, was willingly choosing to disrupt the cohesion of his style – one they thought to be so carefully curated – for a frily, pink chiffon scrunchie.

i mean, he has long hair. they assumed, silently, of course. (being the friends that mike, dustin, and lucas are, they’ve gained the ability to communicate solely through their shared looks – and morse code, occasionally).

it’s not like he’s above picking up the easiest-to-steal looking thing and stuffing it in his pocket at the store. so it’s not like it means anything, right?

“what the fuck, guys?” the topic of unspoken discussion said, raising his hands in the air. “why’re you acting so weird? i thought you’d piss your pants at this campaign.”

“no, the campaign’s awesome, man.” dustin said.

“totally awesome.” lucas agreed.

“so why are you three acting like someone drew a dick on my face?” eddie asked, then proceeded to pull at his cheeks, accentuating the scrunchie even more. “no one did, right?”

“no, you’re good,” dustin said. “i think we’re just a bit… distracted, that’s all!”

“distracted by your fake girlfriends in idaho?” eddie joked, laughing to himself while the younger boys scowled.

“el lives in california and she’s real.”

“you’ve literally met max – ”

“that’s beside the point!” dustin interrupted. in reality, he would’ve been offended too if last summer hadn’t already desensitized him to the no-one-believing-you-have-a-girlfriend thing. “we were just curious about that thing on your wrist.” he pointed, squaring down at the scrunchie in question.

“this ol’ thing?” eddie pulled on it, snapping it against his wrist. “t’was a gift.”

“from who? the tooth fairy?” erica said, causing her older brother and the band of freshmen to immediately shush her. 

“on the contrary, lady applejack.” he said. “it was a gift from my lover. one from this realm of reality, no less.”

“lover?” lucas asked.

“it means girlfriend, lucas.”

“i know what it fucking means, asshole.”

“why’d you have bring that up?” gareth sighed, “now he’s gonna spend the next thirty minutes gushing – ”

“who’s got the fake girlfriend now, munson?” mike taunted. clearing.

“nah, she’s real,” jeff said. “you guys just never met her ‘cause she graduated when she was supposed to.”

eddie kicked jeff’s leg under the table while the boys gaped.

“you, eddie munson, have a girlfriend –”

“you know i can kick you out of hellfire, right, sinclair?”

“i’m not saying that is unbelievable that you have a girlfriend.” dustin defended. “it’s just, ya’know, i would never imagine you with someone like… that”

“like what?” he challenged. even though it was mostly a façade and he didn’t actually care what three fifteen-year-olds think about his romantic endeavors.

“like, one that gives her boyfriend pink scrunchies!” he said, turning to mike. “i mean, nancy doesn’t even do shit like that. that’s, like, the type of shit that jock’s girlfriends do to mark their territory!”

“well, i hate to break it to ya’ kid, but my girl’s got territory to mark.” eddie smirked, twirling the scrunchie around with his fingers. “you wouldn’t imagine the type of offers i get from girls who want free weed and a di –”

“if you finish that sentence i’m reporting you to the police for child endangerment.” erica said, silencing the entire table in one fell swoop. well, almost all of the table, sans jeff and gareth who were hiding their laughs behind their hands. because unlike the freshman, they knew exactly what kind of sap eddie was. and that was one who would do anything his girlfriend tells him to, from wearing her girly little scrunchie around school to committing arson, probably.

“applejack is right,” eddie said. “this is not a conversation for your innocent little minds. let’s pick up where we left off!”

“wait, i still have questions –”

“ask me when you still don’t have a baby face, henderson.”

“i meant about your girlfriend!” he huffed. “like i’d take any of that kind of information from you.”

“hey, it’s either me or harrington.” he defended, “and from what i heard, you don’t wanna take any from him.”

luckily for him, that imagery got the boys disturbed enough to finish the rest of their session in peace, with them only speaking up when they got distracted enough to forget what they were talking about before. at nine on the dot, eddie called the night, and began packing up, the rest of the club shuffling out one by one. 

“i thought you said she was coming home on sunday?” jeff asked once the freshmen were out of ear shot.

“she came back early.” eddie smiled. “she got on the train right after class and showed up at three in the fuckin’ morning. when i saw her out of my window, i thought i got too high and started hallucinating.”

“that’s awesome, man.” gareth said, patting him on the back. “you should tell her to come to hellfire while she’s back for break.”

“oh, she’s definitely coming,” eddie grinned. “gonna shut those little assholes up for good.”

#wc:964 #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson #ask #joseph quinn #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fluff #established relationship #eddie munson x girly!reader #eddie munson headcanons #request

[supernovafics]

a lazy morning with boyfriend!steve (18+)

wc: 964

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

it was a soft stroke against your cheek and a featherlight kiss against your forehead that pulled you from your sleep.

your eyes fluttered open and you saw steve, who had the sweetest smile on his face. you would’ve been at least a little annoyed at him for waking you up right then, at a time that you knew was way too early, if it weren’t for that smile.

the soft glow of the early morning sun poured through the curtainless windows in his bedroom. if it hadn’t been steve waking you up right then, you knew that in a couple of minutes it would’ve been the sun when it hit his bed almost too perfectly. you’d much rather have a wake up call from your boyfriend than the sunlight that felt incessant this early in the morning. 

you let out a soft groan and pulled the blanket over your heads, enveloping you both in some darkness. “i really need to get you some curtains.” 

“you mean us. you need to get us some curtains.” 

“i technically don’t live here.” 

your boyfriend shifted closer to you, lips brushing against your forehead once again. “yet.”

it was hard to keep track of the nights you’d spent here at his apartment over the last year; you’d lost count after the first few months. it was something that definitely happened more often than not and you practically were already a permanent part of it; your presence lingered even when you weren’t there, and you loved the moments where your nights and mornings were spent with steve. but it was hard to make the official leap into making the place “ours” instead of simply just his. 

because, logically, it was too soon; you two had barely been together a year. but it also felt so weirdly right, and there was a part of you that wanted to throw practicality out of the window and lean so heavily into that “rightness.”

you buried your face in his neck and let out a soft hum. “soon.”

“soon sounds really good,” steve hummed back as an arm circled around your waist and pulled you closer. you didn’t waste a second to tangle your legs with his and wrap yourself around him, your hand beginning to trace mindless circles against the bare skin of his back. 

you were wearing his t-shirt and yours was somewhere on his bedroom floor, thrown there by him after he hurriedly pulled it off of you last night. and steve knew that you’d forget about it and it’d probably stay there for at least the next few days, but he didn’t mind that in the slightest.   

he loved finding the random little pieces of “you” that were littered around the small apartment— a book that you finished reading but forgot to take home, cassettes of some of your favorite albums that now sat on his shelf, a couple pairs of your underwear and so many of your socks that somehow ended up in his laundry.

there was a part of you that wanted to lull yourself back to sleep for at least an hour or two longer, arms and legs wrapped around steve and face buried in his neck; an unconventionally comfortable position. but then there was something else that you wanted to do on this early sunday morning where neither of you had anywhere important to be anytime soon. 

your lips found the underside of his jaw, pressing a soft kiss against the stubbly skin. “need you.”

the two words practically vibrated his skin and the low groan he let out was immediate. his hand snaked underneath your, his, shirt and started trailing up, up, up until it was circling your breast and his thumb was brushing against your nipple. 

“please, stevie,” you whispered, and hearing how needy you sounded made him want to immediately fold. 

steve nodded, it was the only response he could give you in that moment. his other hand found your chin and tilted your face upward, so that he could press a kiss to your lips. 

and from there it was a mix of tangled limbs beneath the sheets and warm mouths against soft skin. the movements were rushed but also slow and languid. steve made quick work of pushing your underwear down your legs and you did the same with his boxers, but the kisses you shared were the opposite; they were attentive and sweet. you took your time sucking on a certain spot on his neck and leaving a pretty little mark, and he slowly moved his mouth against yours, wanting to savor it all. 

“need you inside,” you whined against his lips. 

“mhm, i know, honey,” he whispered as he grabbed your leg to hook it over his bare hip. he squeezed your thigh tightly before pushing home inside of you with one slow movement. 

the pretty noises you let out were swallowed by him before you were burying your face in his shoulder and then deep into his neck, your soft moans sounding like sweet music to his ears. 

probably from one of the first few moments you two met, steve knew that he wanted this forever. he was good at that; falling hard, falling fast. 

he wanted to always fall asleep with you and wake up next to you, fuck you every early morning; even on the days where one or both of you had places to be. he wanted his space to become yours too. but, he was also okay with waiting until you were fully ready to take that next step. 

and it would be next week, when you two were having another moment just like this one, that you finally listened completely to your heart instead of your head and told him yes.

#something sweet for valentine's day<3333 #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things fluff #stranger things imagine #steve harrington imagines

[steddieas-shegoes]

fairy porn crisis

for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt 'bookstore au' wc: 964 rated m cw: dirty talk, implied sexual content tags: bookshop owner eddie, steve is having a sexuality crisis but subtly, flirting, getting together, modern au

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"Thanks for covering for me, Wayne," Eddie said as he set his bag down behind the front desk, slightly out of breath from running from the bus. "Won't happen again."

"'S alright, son. Everything go okay with the counselor?" Wayne sipped from his mug, probably his fourth or fifth cup of coffee since he opened the shop that morning.

"Yep. Still on track to graduate in May."

Wayne's stipulation when he "sold" the bookshop to Eddie was that he still get his degree as backup. "Bookselling is a dangerous game and I won't have ya strugglin' if somethin' fails."

"Thatta boy," Wayne clapped him on the shoulder. "Been a slow morning. But your favorite customer is in the back."

Eddie felt his face heat up.

"He's not my favorite."

"Sure he isn't." Wayne rolled his eyes. "I'm off to get a beer with Dave. Call if you need me."

Eddie gave him a thumbs up as he checked over his emails, the one thing Wayne was terrible about doing when he was covering the store. There weren't many, never really were on Tuesdays.

He waited for Wayne to leave, the door chiming with his exit.

He jumped up and made his way around the counter, walking towards the back room hastily.

He found Steve sitting on the beanbag placed in the corner, book in his lap, face bright red.

Eddie squinted until he could see what book he was reading and nearly passed out.

His Ring was the first book in a series focused entirely on a group of queer mythical creatures. It was the only book of the series Eddie had read, and he'd only admit it under risk of death.

It wasn't that it wasn't good. It's just that it was basically porn.

And this one in particular focused on two male fairies, one who was gay and one who spent the entire first half of the book having a bisexuality crisis.

Steve was reading it with the prettiest blush on his face.

Steve, who up until this moment, passed as the straightest human being Eddie had ever met.

"Have you gotten to the part where Ereldi has to sit on Brelend's lap for an entire dinner?" Eddie asked.

Steve jumped and slammed the book closed, pushing it under his legs as if Eddie hadn't already called him out. "What are you talking about?"

"Stevie, I'm the last person to judge your reading habits. But I do have to ask why the sudden interest in queer fairy porn? You're usually reading sports memoirs and doing word searches."

In other words, 'are you interested in testing out your sexuality with me? I can pretend to be a mythical being if needed.'

"Just needed a change of scenery?"

"Are you asking me or telling me?"

Steve's blush deepened, and fuck, Eddie was about to be so unprofessional. Hopefully he wouldn't lose a customer over it, but it was a risk he had to take.

It's just that sometimes Eddie could swear Steve was watching him while he shelved books or swept the front room floors. And sometimes he caught him staring at him during his weekly storytime for kids where he gave out free books and cookies.

And Eddie always wanted to have Steve in his lap.

So.

"I." Steve refused to make eye contact, a sure sign that something was going on. "I just got curious. Heard someone talking about it and wanted to see if they were telling the truth."

"And were they?"

Steve didn't answer, so Eddie decided it was now or never.

"You know," he took a few steps closer to Steve. "I'm not usually one for those books. But there's something about the way they paint a very clear picture of how Ereldi rides Brelend in the forest that just draws me in." Another few steps. "Actually, Ereldi reminds me a bit of you."

Steve visibly gulped.

"But you wouldn't be interested in riding someone would you, Stevie? Prefer women to hop onto your lap and go for a ride?" Eddie's heart was racing.

And then it stopped completely when Steve gave the most unexpected answer he could have possibly given.

"I'd be interested in riding you."

Steve's wide eyes stared back at Eddie, daring him to make a joke, daring him to laugh.

Eddie wouldn't joke or laugh about this. He wasn't wasting this chance.

"Is the forest a requirement or could I go lock the front door and take you upstairs?"

Okay, so he couldn't not make a little joke.

"Forest sounds messy. Upstairs."

"Oh, I plan to make a mess of you regardless of location, sweetheart," Eddie leaned over Steve, foreheads touching, smirk growing as Steve's eyes closed. "Won't even have to get you hard, huh? The book did all the work for me."

Steve tilted his head back, lips puckering, searching for contact from Eddie's.

Eddie pulled away. "I close up in ten. You know the way upstairs?"

Steve's eyes blinked open as he nodded.

God, he was gonna be fun.

"You wanna be a good boy and wait for me up there?" Steve nodded and stood from the chair, wobbling slightly as he tried to gain his balance. "I want you naked in bed when I get up there, got it?"

"Um, I've never-" Steve started.

"Oh, sweetheart. I know. It's written all over you. I'm gonna take real good care of you, though. Better than anything you would read in that book."

"Eddie?"

"Yeah, sugar?"

"I really like you."

Eddie heard what he wasn't saying, knew without a doubt that he had to do this right or risk scaring him away from more than just the store.

"I really like you, too, Stevie." Eddie kissed his cheek. "You're in good hands."

"I know."

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddieholidaydrabbles #bookshop au

[pettydollie]

Dragon King Bakugo x Dragon Queen reader please it’s for my soul 😭😭😭

i totally understand, i feel like i don’t see enough of these 😭 16 - dragon king x dragon queen a/n: lowkey this was kinda short and im not too proud of it but ill edit it later and try to fix it wc: 964

"the queen is pregnant!" "she's carrying a baby" "i wonder how the king feels.."

whispers and gasps were shared throughout the kingdom. they were extremely excited to have an heir to the throne. however, nobody was as joyful as katsuki bakugou, their king. he made sure that you were extra pampered and satisfied with everything.

"your highness, perhaps you'd feel better if you laid down-" your close friend suggested as you strutted around the palace. "nonsense, i feel fine, ejirou." you rubbed your belly and sat down on the throne.

katsuki rubbed your back with his thumb. "hmph, alright. whatever you say." he shrugged. ejirou towered above you, waiting for any sort of orders from you or your husband. "go alert the maids to run a warm bath, red." katsuki waved him off, shooing him away. ejirou, nodded. "of course, sir." and walked away.

"we'll hold a gathering tomorrow morning, how does that sound, my dear?" katsuki kneeled in front of you on his knees, holding both of your hands. you smiled down at him, fixing his necklaces. you hummed in response. "what're we gonna name him?" katsuki wondered aloud.

you giggled, "how do you know it'll be a boy?" you threaded your fingers through his soft blonde hair, with one hand resting on your stomach. he smirked, "mm, just have a feelin', baby."

the next morning, you awoke in your large bed, covered in expensive furs. you yawned and got ready for the gathering of your kingdom. everyone was probably squirming with curiosity. "my queen, it's time." a servant entered your room. your husband was already dressed, his furs on his back and jewelry in place.

"they can wait." katsuki grunted, nudging you to pull your hair up. you were sitting at your divine vanity and katsuki stood behind you while holding your matching dragon tooth necklace. the servant bowed and left as he laid the necklace around your neck and clipped it in the back. you let your hair down and sighed.

katsuki quirked an eyebrow. "what's wrong, sweetheart?" he rubbed your shoulders, his eyes full of worry. "nothing, 'm just tired." you leaned into his touch, feeling secure. he nodded, kissing your head before grabbing your hand to pull you up.

"it'll be quick, i promise." he held his arm out for you to grab, which you obliged. "i want to visit the dragons afterwards, i haven't seen them in a while!" you exclaimed, latching onto his side. he chuckled at your anxiousness. "i'll make sure the carriage'll be ready."

the kingdom cheered as the two of you stepped out of the palace, waving to all. servants surrounded you as you sat in your thrones. bakugou sighed, rolling his eyes. "hey losers." the crowd erupted at their kings usual rudeness, figuring it was a joke. "my queen, does it hurt?" a lady yelled out to you. you grinned and shook your head. "no, not much."

"how do you feel about the child, my king?" someone called out. katsuki leaned back in his throne. the crowd was silent, waiting for his answer. "what do you think, idiot? i'm the one who got her pregnant." he huffed, giving you a look that said "is he stupid or what?"

"how the hell are we supposed to know that the kid'll be a man?" a somewhat old man spat, crossing his arms. some of the crowd nodded along, agreeing with the man's words.

"you dare speak to your king in that tone??" mina growled, challenging the fool who spoke. katsuki's eyes burned daggers into the man. your face, however, was nonchalant. "i doubt i'll push a full grown man out." you chuckled softly, trying to lighten the mood. "besides, we dont need to have a boy. the times have changed, my friends."

"no one wants a girl!" the same idiot from before yelled out, cupping his hands around his mouth to make sure he was heard. "THIS IS WHY YOUR WIFE LEFT YOU, KURAI!" mina pointed out furiously. oh, this took a turn. you mentally wanted to laugh at the comment from mina, but that wouldn't be very polite. however, kingdom drama was surely a very funny topic.

"ooo"'s were sprung throughout the audience, as some began to argue. katsuki was about to burst, you could tell. you covered your ears in preparation. "SILENCE YOU BASTARDS." he jumped up from his throne, feeling enraged. the crowd went quiet (again). some whispers and mumurs spread around, waiting for someone to speak.

a little girl raised her hand and you recognized her immediately. your eyes lit up at the sight. "hello, eri!" you waved sweetly with a toothy grin. she cheesed, waving back. "hihi, y/n-san!"

her caretaker aizawa lifted her up to sit on his shoulders before she talked to you. "how are babies made?" she lifted her finger to the corner of her mouth, eyes filled with wonder. you were slightly taken aback from the question, but katsuki burst into laughter.

"great question, kid. well when a mommy and daddy love each other very very much," he started with his hands behind his head. you cut in quickly. "uh, well, the dragons deliver the baby to the momma and daddy's door, eri."

katsuki shook his head, rolling his eyes. eri had seemed satisfied with your answer and nodded her head. ejirou stepped forward, holding his hand up. "that concludes the gathering, everyone. please have a lovely day." he wrapped up, clapping his hands to get as arms went down and groans were heard.

you stood up from your throne with katsuki as he held your hand. "classic kurai, always starting problems." you joked, resting your head on katsuki's shoulder. he huffed. "i hate that bitch." you nodded back.

"can we go see my kids now?"

a/n: to the noonie who sent be the hello kitty x spider-man trope thing, thats coming soon! :3

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[siempre-bucky]

hi!!! i love your writing so much! could i request (for blurb weekend) 12 and 42 from the first prompt list, for hangman?? tysm, hope you have a great weekend <3

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

Summary: The team is traveling to a spring getaway upstate and when you notice the wildflowers in full bloom you ask a grumpy Jake to pull over.

twelve: rolling down the window of the car

forty two: realising their feelings

WC: 964

A/n: I hope you like it!!!!

Join my blurb weekend!

He called him Slow Ride for a reason. Jake had been following behind the bronco for a good five miles with no way to pass on the busy highway. The blond had a grip so tight on the steering wheel his knuckles were turning white; he’d rip the wheel clean off if it weren’t for you beside him. Your giggles weren’t for the video you were looking at, you were laughing at him. 

Mav and Ice had the bright idea to rent a cabin or two up north and let their team relax in the fresh spring air. Jake agreed it was a good idea in the beginning; go on a couple of hikes with his best friend, tease Natasha and Callie about the bugs, and shove Bradley into the lake (a few times). He just wanted to get there—not stuck behind Bradshaw. 

“Your face is going to freeze that way,” you teased from the passenger seat, shimmying to make yourself comfortable in his truck. You shifted your gaze in time to see him release his death drip, the color returning to his strong hands. A victorious smile graced your lips, Jake frowned deeper. “What’s wrong with you, Grumpy? You were all giddy and shit when you picked me up this morning.” 

“Jus’ want to get there,” he sighed, taking one hand off the wheel to scrub his face in an attempt to shake it off. 

You rolled your eyes, you’d always thought he could learn a thing or two from Rooster. Stop and smell the roses, the whole nine yards! For as long as you’d known your friend he was always moving at a fast pace, not taking the time to rest. He was just as fast on land as he was in the air. While in your thoughts, you looked out the freshly washed window and watched the lush green hills come toward you. Spring has been kind to them. 

The green became spotted with bright purples and oranges as they came closer into view. Your lips parted in awe, it was wildflower season. “Jake!” You exclaim suddenly, jolting in your seat and turning your attention to the passenger side window. The flowers were coming and you didn’t want to miss a moment. 

“What!” He gasped, looking down at his gauges. Did he hit something? Was he getting a flat tire? Smoke? The aviator within him switched on, pressing buttons to quickly check everything and not hit the Bronco in front of him. His heart started to thump in his chest, not my baby, he thought about the beloved black pickup. The panic turned into annoyance like he was splashed with ice water. 

“Roll down the windows!” You instruct, blindly slapping at his arm. 

A long string of curses left his lips but he yielded and soon enough the floral breeze entered the cabin. You breathed it in, turning your nose up to the air. Jake lightly pressed on the brake, giving Rooster more room. Letting out a sigh, you looked over to see Jake looking back at you. You noticed the way his hair blew in the wind without any gel in it and how the sun hit his features just right. His green eyes looked prettier than the hills in the sun. Then he smiled and a sudden pang hit your heart. You never noticed his smile when he was relaxed. 

Oh. 

You ignored the feelings and memories that all started to connect and looked out at the hills, noticing a flat area up ahead. “Pull over! We should look at the flowers, they won’t be like this for long!” 

“We’ll lose them,” he complained, fighting back a childish whine. Your eyes narrowed as did his, locked in a bitter battle. 

“We have GPS,” you stated evenly, shifting towards him. “Don’t let Iceman—Admiral Kazanzky, US Pacific Fleet Commander find out you were mean to me on a bonding trip.” 

You baited him like a fish. 

His eyes narrowed more, “They underestimate you,” he deadpanned before loudly flipping on the blinker and pulling over to the side of the road. 

You hopped out of the truck and it felt like the opening to The Sound of Music. You twirled in the wildflowers, letting the breeze hit your face as you stopped in the middle of the small field. There were a few others, lying in the flowers and taking photos. As they should, you thought to yourself. 

Jake grumbled to himself as he got out and stepped over the wood barricade dividing the road and the grass. He sent a text to Javy letting him know about the detour as he walked through the field, being mindful of the delicate orange flowers below him. He looked up just in time to see you trip over something and fall onto your back. “Shit,” he whispered, picking up the pace. 

He calmed once he heard your giggles, he let out a breath and looked down, covering you from the sun. “How can you fly a plane but not walk?” he teased, holding out his hand to help you up. You rolled your eyes and stood, slightly falling into his space from the pull. 

Jake looked at you as you stepped back, noticing your smile and the few blades of grass stuck in your hair. Absentmindedly, he reached and gently pulled them out for you. Your eyes opened wider and your eyebrows creased in subtle shock. His gaze focused, seeing you amongst the beauty of spring. “You’d be surprised at what I can do,” you joked, bending down to pick up one of the orange flowers, holding it out to him as you returned to full height. 

His eyes never left you. He took the flower and a rosy blush overtook his cheeks. 

Oh.

#siempre buckys blurb night #top gun maverick #top gun #hangman #hangman x reader #hangman x you #hangman imagine #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake seresin imagine

[smartycvnt]

Against the Current

Title: Against the Current Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Reader Summary: Rhea runs to Y/n in the crowd after she wins the title at WrestleMania. R WC:964

Charlotte and Rhea's match was sure to keep Y/n on the edge of her seat. The last time they had faced each other at WrestleMania, Charlotte had destroyed Rhea's confidence by taking the one thing that meant anything to Rhea at the time. There was a bigger championship in WWE's eyes at stake, but Rhea had more than she did before. Y/n knew that even if Rhea lost, it would be hard on them, but they could make it through together. Rhea had Y/n this time, and while Y/n would argue Rhea had her last time, both of them knew it. Hell, Y/n was pretty sure that even Charlotte knew Y/n would be by Rhea's side no matter what the outcome of the match was.

Still, Y/n held her breath with every hit Charlotte landed on Rhea. Y/n couldn't remember a time whenever it had been so difficult to watch Rhea's matches before. Being in the stands at WrestleMania as a fan was huge for Y/n, who had never gotten to do it before, but she couldn't hide the fear on her face. If Rhea walked away as the champion, she could mistake Y/n's reactions for doubt. Even worse was if Rhea saw the footage of Y/n watching them and accused Y/n of never believing in her at all. Y/n knew that wasn't truth, and Rhea would to an extent, but Rhea would believe whatever justified her emotions at the end of the day.

Every pinfall and submission move had Y/n's heart practically beating out of her chest. She had faced Charlotte before and knew how much of a challenge the woman could be. Rhea had her youth and natural talent on her side, but Charlotte had a level of skill that could only come with the years she had worked. The pressure didn't get to Charlotte anymore, and as much as Rhea liked to pretend it didn't affect her, Y/n knew different. They had spent so many nights staying up together in the past year that they had been dating fretting over the big matches. Rhea's loss for the Tag Titles the year before had left a gash in her confidence, one that it had taken winning the Royal Rumble to get over.

"Come on Rhea," Y/n muttered as she watched Charlotte get Rhea into another pinfall. "Come on Rhea, kick out!"

Y/n knew it was unlikely, but she swore that Rhea had heard her. Rhea kicked out of Charlotte's pin when it seemed impossible. Both women had been taken to their limits by the other. Anyone could see that they were running on fumes, and still, Rhea kicked out. Y/n shot out of her seat and gripped the barricade tightly as she screamed at Rhea to keep going. She wasn't even sure what any of the words coming out of her mouth were anymore, just that she needed to give Rhea some kind of encouragement to keep going. The crowd was fully behind Rhea, despite how she had been pushing Dominick to act. Y/n was certain this could have been a crowd in Flair Country and they still would have cheered Rhea on instead.

Rhea stood up for one final move, and Y/n could tell that this was it. There was nothing left after this one. If Charlotte kicked out, Rhea was done for. Both women got up to their feet, but Charlotte was the one who stumbled forward first. Rhea reserved her energy to go for the kill shot, and Charlotte walked right into it. Y/n was so excited that she thought she blacked out for a moment. One second Rhea was getting Charlotte in her cross hairs and the next, the ring announcer was introducing a new champion. Rhea took the belt from the referee and let the camera have their shot before she turned to the crowd. Y/n could see the tears in Rhea's eyes all the way from her seat, where she had practically fallen after all the excitement.

“Come here, I need you!" Rhea shouted as she got out of the ring and ran to Y/n's seat. Y/n held her hands out and pulled Rhea in for a kiss just as the woman got close enough to do so. Rhea kissed Y/n back, not caring that it would be the first the world knew of their relationship. In that moment, Rhea wanted the world to know just how lucky she was. Not only had she defeated Charlotte Flair at WrestleMania in front of what was probably millions, but she also had the most patient and lovely partner that anybody could. "I did it."

"Yes you did," Y/n said as Rhea buried her face into the crook of Y/n's neck. "I know it was hard, but I always believed that you'd get here."

"I did it for us." Rhea kept her face pressed against Y/n's body until the cameras moved off of her. Y/n knew that Rhea would be crying at least a little bit, just like she knew how much Rhea hated it. "Will you come back with me?"

"Of course I will." Y/n let Rhea pick her up and lift her over the barricade. Rhea kept the title slung around her shoulder as she walked alongside Y/n up the ramp. Rhea had always envisioned them having a WrestleMania moment together, but she thought it would have been different. It had always been their plan to go at this together, but even though Y/n had been taken out of the equation, she had never faulted Rhea for continuing to chase what had been their dream.

#my writing #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley #wwe #wwe x reader

[gunnerfc]

❄️ WOSO FICMAS: Dec. 14 - Charli Grant❄️

Charli Grant x Reader (Chelsea & Matildas) | WC: 964

Dec. 14 prompt - Ice Skating

-> woso ficmas masterlist can be found here!

With the last game of 2023 for Chelsea being so close to Christmas, you weren’t able to get a flight back home to Australia. Despite being upset about being away from your family during the holidays, your main focus was on the game against Häcken. You were also upset about not being able to spend time with Charli. 

The game against Häcken was a successful one, giving Chelsea a win to end the year with. When you arrived back in England after a recovery day off in Sweden, all you wanted to was rest. Walking through the door of your apartment, you failed to notice the pair of shoes by the door that weren’t yours.

Leaving your things by the door to be unpacked later, you moved through your apartment to the kitchen, having not eaten since before you left Sweden. In the middle of making something to eat, you jumped feeling arms wrap around your body.

“Surprise, baby!” your brain hardly registered your girlfriend’s familiar accent, your heart still racing.

“Oh my god, Charli!” you squeaked. “You scared the shit outta me!” with wide eyes you turned to face your girlfriend, a bright smile across her face, finding your reaction amusing. 

“That was the plan!” Charli grinned, once again wrapping her arms around you, but this time around your neck.

You rolled your eyes at the blonde, you couldn’t be mad at her no matter how hard you tried. Your hands moved to rest around her waist, pulling her into a long kiss, having missed being this close to her.

“What are you doing here?” you asked once you pulled away from the defender. 

“I wanted to surprise you! I knew you couldn’t come home for Christmas, so I thought we could spend it together, just the two of us!” Charli cooed, her smile never faltering.

Your heart soared at your girlfriend’s words as you pulled her into a tight hug. The two of you stood together for a few minutes before you pulled away, remembering why you came straight to the kitchen in the first place. You resumed making something to eat, but this time making enough for two.

A few hours later after eating and showering, you and Charli were cuddled on your couch watching a random movie that was on. Neither of you were focused on the movie, more focused on each other and catching up on things you hadn’t talked about during your numerous phone calls.

You were currently telling the blonde about how some of your teammates were going to a Christmas market in London tomorrow when Charli let out a small gasp, remembering something she meant to tell you.

“That reminds me! I scheduled us to go ice skating tomorrow night!” the blonde beamed, excited for the opportunity to finally have a date night after so long.

Your eyes widen at her statement, worry about either of you potentially getting hurt on the ice.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, darlin’.” your worry came through as you spoke.

“Trust me, baby! Everything will be fine!” Charli asserted, having full confidence that you’d both be fine.

When the time to head to the skating rink approached the next day, you were still riddled with worry but seeing how excited Charli was about the two of you getting to spend time together, you couldn’t help but also be a little excited. 

You arrived at the rink and as soon as you were out of the car, Charli was pulling you to the skate rental booth. Both of you struggled trying to walk on the sharp skate, Charli almost falling before you even stepped foot on the ice.

You both looked like a baby deer trying to stand up for the first time, holding on tightly to each other and the side railing. You ignored the small children skating past you like it was nothing, more concerned with keeping yourself upright. 

“Watch me, y/n!” the defender grinned, letting go of the railing and your hand, attempting to skate away from you.

Before you could warn her, you watched her feet slip from under her as she crashed onto the ice. You heard her mutter a soft “ow,” grabbing her wrist as she sat up. With hesitant movements, you moved to where she had fallen to check on her.

“Are you okay, love?” you gasped, reaching to try and look at her wrist. 

“Maybe you were right,” Charli joked, pain evident in her voice. 

You tried to laugh at her joke, wanting to say “i told you so,” but decided it wasn't what she needed right now.

“C’mon, darlin’, let's go home and get you some ice,” you could tell her wrist wasn’t seriously hurt, but would most likely be sore for a week or two.

Once you arrived home and got an ice pack for the blonde, the two of you moved to the bedroom to cuddle a bit before going to sleep.

“I’m sorry I ruined our date night, I should’ve listened to you yesterday.” your normally cheery girlfriend sniffled, trying to hold back tears.

“Hey, no crying. It’s okay, love I'm just glad I got to spend time with you,” you mumbled, trying to comfort Charli.

“But maybe next time we have a date night, we should do something that doesn’t require being on ice,” you joked, pulling a small laugh from the blonde. 

The two of you spent the rest of the time Charli was visiting exploring the city you lived in, showing her around. The two of you spent Christmas together, exchanging small gifts and just being grateful that you were able to be together during the holidays. Having Charli around felt like having a piece of home with you at all times.

#woso x reader #matildas #auswnt x reader #charli grant #charli grant x reader #woso #matildas x reader

[multiwreckedmess]

February Filth Fest - Day 2

Pairing: San x GN!Reader Kink: somno WC: 964 TW/CW: non/dub/poorly discussed consent, lots of dry humping, mutual?masturbation, Summary: Best friends weekend trip. Best friends weekend trip where they forget that you and San are NOT a couple and would need more than one bed. But you like cuddling anyway so really there won’t be any issues...

San holds you tight to his chest, throbbing cock pushing against you. It’s been only a few minutes but it feels like hours with him rutting insistently into the crease of your ass. He clings and rocks and whines as you try to hold your breath, the guilty awake party. On one hand, he was finally asleep. Having spent hours complaining about all of the steps he’d taken to reduce his insomnia, it felt like a miracle when he curled around you snoring lightly. On the other, it had also breached the thin veil of friendship you both were still clinging to. Friends can cuddle! You’d both proclaim loudly. We’re both just very physically comfortable people! What you didn’t know is where dry humping your best friend landed on the physically comfortable scale.

Not that he exactly knew what he was currently doing to you, still he gasped softly, nose buried deep in the nape of your neck. Arousal pooling in your core you breathe carefully and slowly, brows knit in pain. You’d felt him get aroused before, he’s a guy, it happens. It happens for no reason even. Neither of you acknowledged it, instead opting to adjust accordingly to avoid any unnecessary friction to the other. Not that an erection really meant anything, you’d convinced yourself. Now whining and thrusting against you it was impossible to ignore. 

Seonghwa had warned you loudly with a wink about San’s peculiar sleeping habits. “If he doesn’t sleep soundly enough he tends to move…and grab ass.” He joked, red flush running up San’s neck with embarrassment. “Hyunnng,” he whined, “it was one time. Can you not…I’ll sleep on the couch or the floor if you are uncomfortable. I swear. We can build a pillow wall between us.” But of course you couldn’t bear to think that your friend would pay the same as you for this airbnb with the group to sleep uncomfortably. Besides, who were you to complain about a few extra moments of skinship, even if you were asleep.

But you weren’t. You were wide awake, making a mess of your cute pj bottoms. His hand grabs your ass harshly, forcing a small moan from your mouth that you fail to choke back. He stills, face still buried in your shoulder. For a moment you think, it’s all over it has to be. There is no way he’s still asleep. You pray your acting ability is at least good enough to fake a deep slumber as you feel him stir, expecting him to slowly untangle your bodies.

He doesn’t. Instead he happily snuggles closer, kicking your leg forward, pressing his damp cloth covered cock against your hole. If only the stalwart cloth barriers of your pajamas weren’t there any errant jerk could send the tip just inside of you. Shamefully you’d always wanted him to lose his composure one day. Or for you to finally have the sealed confirmation that fucking wouldn’t ruin your friendship. Now, cheeks burning in the dark, it takes everything within you to keep from helping him. You wish you could indulge in this feeling, thick and rock solid, perfect for grinding down on. Instead you are forced to endure the insistent rutting and moaning. The way his breath fans across your neck tickles, making you shiver with delight and anticipation.

Hands balled into fists of frustration you stiffen as his thrusts grow wilder, snapping his hips against you. Physically you can’t do it anymore, you can’t fight your desire or his force.

And that’s when you hear it. Your name. Rolling off his lips in the most delicious half moan half whine. Heartbeat wild and head dizzy your unclench your fists to gently stroke his arm, fingertips trailing a vein on his forearm. He’s dreaming about you. He’s dreaming about fucking you. Oh your heart could sing, you could jump out of bed and squeal and dance but now is not the time.

“Sannie-” you whisper, “you need-” He mumbles unintelligently. “Sannie,” you press your fingertips into the muscle of his arm again, more urgently this time. “M’sorry,” his hips start to back away, arms loosening on you. Without a second thought you grab on and push yourself back against him. “Use me. I want you to.” Your tone is hushed but urgent. “Please,” you whine, “I don’t mind.” He moans into a deep rattling growl as he burrows back against you, slotting his hard cock between your cheeks and holding your pelvis as he rubs himself frantically against you. Cautiously you slip a hand between your own legs to rub yourself in time with him. It feels dirty and needy, the two of you growling and panting in the still night air. San’s biceps flex and grip you as he thrusts particularly hard against you. Abs taut he groans and tenses, biting down on your shoulder with a hiss. Thighs tight and head spinning you cum too, ruining your pjs thoroughly, if your combined sweat and San’s cum hadn’t done it already.

More suddenly than it had started San has rolled over to the other side of the bed, snoring contently with his leg swung out wide. Angel face in a relaxed state of bliss as though he hadn’t been humping you within an inch of your life not even seconds before. In shock you stare at the wall in front of your side of the bed. Post orgasmic numbness rolling over your nerves and tingling the tips of your fingers. Lying near catatonic your brain runs a mile a minute planning the perfect response to every way San could bring this incident up the next morning. Every scenario was planned to the syllable, to the body position, to the facial expression. Every scenario except the one that happens.

I started writing this before we knew San was a sleep ass grabber so really at this point I feel like a prophet. yes i added in the real life ass grabbing incident that we know of but the rest is FICTIONAL completely FICTIONAL this does not represent San.

Additionally this is lightly based on a yungi AO3 fic by pupyunho which is as the ship name suggests mxm so please if you aren’t into that don’t read it. Normally I’m not one fo mxm but this is just...it’s well done. Idk. it jellys my jam.

#san smut #ateez san smut #ateez smut #ateez drabble #san drabble #choi san smut #san x reader #san x gn!reader #february filth fest

[koohito]

HABITS | AKI HAYAKAWA

tags: GN!reader, SMOKING, mild sensual acts (not really, heavy kissing), aki and reader sharing a cigarette (quite literally) 𓁹‿𓁹ʰᵉʰᵉ

wc: 964

a/n: TYSM FOR THE HUNDRED LIKES ON MY FIRST FIC! on the other hand, this was rushed. i was jus gonna label their cigarette marlboro but my brain literally decided to research the exact brand aki/himeno uses in the manga lmfao. also, this aki was based off of this delicious, scrumptious, world breaking artwork! on a serious note, this is a work of FICTION! all events happened here is based on IMAGINARY WORK! i beg of you to not try this at home(or anywhere)! smoking kills (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

“But I’ve never seen you smoke before.”

His face contorts in mild confusion, causing Aki’s forehead to crease. Meanwhile, you stayed seated in your chair, shifting your weary gaze away from the laptop screen to him, as if longing for the cigarette. You raise your forearm, appearing to be giving him the peace sign with your index and middle fingers but really only needing the cigarette. 

“I smoke occasionally,” you admitted, offering him a restrained smile. “Now, sir, if you would be so kind as to grace me with one stick and leave me be while I finish this godforsaken paper that is due today.” You melodramatically say, grinning in his direction, just in case he needed an extra nudge to hand over the cigarette.

He walks over to you and shamelessly leans his lower back against your study table, quite literally next to your laptop. “Then why didn’t you tell me?” Aki retorts, lowering his gaze towards you. His ambivalent tone doesn’t go unnoticed as he shifts his weight onto his arms, leaning back even further. “I genuinely have no idea.”

Uncertain whether to offer an apology or find amusement in his perplexed expression at this newfound information, you opt for the former. “I’m sorry,” an airy chuckle escapes you. “Also, um, it’s because you never asked, and I don’t mean any offense by that.” With a gentle tap on his knee, you continue, trying to lighten the mood. “It’s so rare that I even forget sometimes.”

Aki just..blinks, and you’re ready to apologize again in case he thinks you’re playing with him. But then he retrieves his bronze cigarette holder from his pocket, revealing a single Mevius stick and a lighter. Oh.. shoot. Silently, you observe him through your lashes as he secures the cigarette between his lips. The flicker of fire from his lighter sends a peculiar sensation tingling through your cheeks. Aki locks his gaze onto you, taking a quick drag as the smoke escapes from the corner of his mouth, it makes you unconsciously sink back to your chair.

“You want it??"

Yes, i want you. You bite the inside of your cheek, breaking eye contact as you stare directly on your laptop screen in front of you. “I changed my mind, it’s fine,” you decline through gritted teeth. Suddenly, it feels hot—your back and arms tingle, your throat going dry and hoarse, the drumming of your chest picking up a new pace. You don’t understand; it’s not like you haven’t seen him smoke this close before. Wait, now that you think about it, you haven’t actually seen Aki smoking at such proximity. That doesn’t make sense. You steal a quick glance, perhaps because he lets his hair down, accentuating his jawline and high cheekbones instead of his usual top-knot, and you have an urge to run your fingers through them. Maybe it’s the way he firmly folds his left shirt sleeve and his bicep contracts. Possibly. 

Two buttons came undone on his shirt now that you’re actually deliberately staring at him. And, of course, he catches your line of sight. 

Aki grins to himself.

He takes another long drag on his cigarette, allowing the smoke to cool in his mouth before pulling your chair closer to him. A momentary shock registers within you as he leans in, grabbing you by the nape and slots his mouth against yours. You tightly close your eyes.

There it is, you feel it. Not even a minute passes, and you feel the cooling sensation spreading on your tongue. Of course, he smokes a fucking menthol-flavored cigarette, you mentally note. Just when you think he’s finished with his ministrations, for some diabolical reason, Aki places the cigarette butt between your mouths and inhales briefly before expelling the remaining substance he’s gotten directly onto you. It trickles onto your tongue, down your throat, offering a cold and soothing feeling that reaches your lungs. Fuck. Everything is in whirl, igniting something in the depths of your chest that you never knew was there. You feel hot, your neck burning, but you pay no heed as you clutch onto his shirt, pressing yourself closer to him, desperate to taste his mouth. 

Aki pulls you up from your chair, swiftly switching positions and pressing you against the table. He cups your ass, settling you onto the study table, spreading your thighs so he could stand between them. His tongue, hot and heavy, dances with yours, and a soft moan escapes from the back of your throat. You arch into his touch when he glides a finger along your spine. You thread your fingers through his hair in response, letting yourself immerse in the heated kiss before you nibble on his lower lip, sucking it until he lets out a ragged groan.

“Just so you’re aware,” he breaks off the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours. Catching your breaths together would be an understatement as strings of saliva linger on your chin when he lightly squeezes your face, causing your sapped lips to pucker. “I’m not gonna be the reason you develop any kind of lung cancer, so I try to stop myself from smoking almost every time you’re around,” Aki tells you groggily, as if he hears your dilemma from a while ago and your heart constricts warmly. “So, don’t blame me if you suddenly cough up fucking phlegm tomorrow if you’re this greedy catching smoke from my mouth.”

“I won’t.” Fuck, I wanna kiss him again.

“Now, finish that godforsaken paper of yours immediately and come with me in bed,” Aki finishes off the cigarette, blowing the smoke away from you this time. “Or not, you’re a minute past your submission anyway.” He dismisses, brushing his thumb lightly on your jaw as he leans in for another kiss.

Worse comes to worst, emailing your professor and making up some shit excuse for an extension should do you the trick... right?

#aki x reader #aki hayakawa x y/n #aki x y/n #aki hayawaka #chainsaw man #aki x you #aki smoking #aki smut #aki hayakawa smoking #aki hayakawa smut

[jahayla-parker]

In Time : Tom Holland x Reader

Chapter 11

The End

2k wc and SMAUs , click here for warnings and other chapters

Y/n sat beside Harry as Tom exchanged autographs with Son Heung-min. She watched as Tom paused, looking beside him and then frowning slightly. Before she could ask him what was wrong , his eyes met hers.

Tom’s frown softened into a pout. “Love, come ‘ere,” he requested, shifting on the couch so there was more room for y/n. He smiled as she sat beside him. He kissed her cheek before turning to Son Heung-Min.. “This is my girlfriend , y/n,” Tom said proudly.

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tomholland2013: bts of today’s No Way Home Travel Vlog @/sonypictures

(link in bio)

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yourusername: boyfriend material 😘

tomholland2013: the jersey or me? 🤔

yourusername: do i have to choose? It’s really cozy T

karinainatlanta: stopppp! girl are you stealing Holland’s clothes? 🙌

yourusername: 😇 no comment

harryholland64: @/ karinainatlanta yes, yes, she is… Tom won’t share with me… even though it’s MY last name on the jersey 🙄 but @/yourusername can wear it whenever she wants

tomholland2013: it looks best on her 🥰

hollandfanatic17: Just finished this episode and I cried!

brothersofholland: running to watch now 🏃‍♂️



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Y/n closed her eyes peacefully as she rested her head on Tom’s shoulder as they sat in the van on the way to the next press event. She felt his lips press tenderly against the top of her head. She hummed as he quietly asked if she was doing okay. She smiled as his arm around her waist tightened lovingly.

Tom took advantage of y/n’s restful state. He slyly nudged Harry and looked over at y/n. When his brother nodded and took his phone out to take a picture for him, Tom smiled and mouthed thank you. Harry grinned But teasingly shook his head. Tom knew he was probably being a bit much, but he just so proud that she’s with him.

Tom watched from the side as y/n chatted with some of the crew backstage at his latest press event. He’d made sure to introduce her to as many people as he could. He couldn’t help but want to show her off. But he also hoped that pointing out her hard work and skill at y/f/h would help her lock down a job she enjoyed here in London. Because he can’t imagine her having to go back to the us. Mostly as she doesn’t want to, she mentioned this herself several times after arriving and getting comfortable with some of the cultural differences. So for her sake he didn’t want for her to have to leave. But truthfully he also didn’t want her to leave simply because he selfishly wanted her to stay for his own sake as well. Lucky for him, it seemed like y/n had picked up on networking early on in the press tour. Tom smiled to himself knowing it should help her land a job she’d enjoy that would also let her stay here.

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LA premiere

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yourusername: The One Where The Press Tour Ends and The North American Premiere Begins. 🕷️❤️

So proud of my incredibly talented and handsome boyfriend, and the rest of the cast and crew! You definitely don’t want to miss this film! ❤️

📸 credit: @/harryholland64

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karinainatlanta: You look like royalty y/n! 👑🔥

yourusername: He sure made me feel like royalty 🥹

tomholland2013: Thank you for coming, my darling xx❤️

yourusername: No place I’d rather be than by your side T😘

nikkihollandphotography: you both look incredible ❤️

hollandfanatic17: That photo is the cutest 😭

parker_13_holland: he took her to the premiere, im deceased!!!!

zendaya: thank you girl, you looked so gorgeous! ❤️❤️❤️

tomholland2013: isn’t she absolutely radiant? 🥰

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tomholland2013: I can't believe we actually did it. Sharing the screen and my life with these incredible people has been nothing short of life changing. This movie is a labour of love a celebrates three generations of cinema. It truly is a dream come true and I'm forever grateful for all the love and support we've received over the years.

You made this third movie possible and I’m so grateful for that because it gave me the greatest opportunity of my lifetime. This film brought with it the chance to meet the most incredible people; off and on set. It was an experience I’ll never forget.

We love you and thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Enjoy the movie.

P.S. Bring tissues!

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yourusername: forever happily indebted to this film ❤️

tomholland2013: as am I 😘 xxx

karinainatlanta: What a stylish couple! 👏👏

tomholland2013: She makes it easy 😊

yourusername: p.s. YES, definitely bring tissues! That is unless you feel like being a crying mess when you leave the theater cause this talented cast WILL make you cry🕷️❤️

tomholland2013: @/yourusername: you still looked beautiful, xxx

hollandfanatic17: OMG him helping with her heels? 😭

yourusername: 🥹 So unbelievably proud of you honey ❤️

tomholland2013: ❤️🥹

parker_holland: anyone else see they shared the same photo of them embracing and spinning? 😍

toms_wife_13: i saw a tiktok of that moment! It was so cute, she was so happy for him

parker_holland: @/toms_wife_13 plz send me the link! I HAVE to see that!

marevlicious_sam: @/toms_wife_13 me too plz!🙏

harperhollander: curious to see what’s next for them now that the premier is over? 🙄 Finally no more fake media reporting

hollandnews: wtf are you taking about? Look at these photos, the only thing fake here is you. But I agree, can’t wait to see what is in store next for them because they’re here to stay😌

tsholland_4ever: alert! Y/n commented multiple times on this same post! 👀

yourusername: yeah… I couldn’t help it 🤷‍♀️ 😂

tomholand2013: @/yourusername always has my back ❤️

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[succubusmunson]

Stress Reliever

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: Eddie needs to not feel so stressed at a party

Warnings: smut (minors dni), oral (m receiving), dirty talk

WC: 964

(Hope you enjoy!)

The beat the music was loud enough to feel in the chest. People were everywhere no matter where you look. Maybe this is why Eddie didn’t want to come.

You had your hand in Eddie’s, giving it reassuring squeezes every now and then. He was out of his element, but Steve invited us and he wanted to be nice and go.

Eddie took a sip of his drink and shook his head to find it empty. “Do you need me to get you another?” You asked, you knew he was too shy to do it on his own.

“For the love of everything, do not leave me.” He pulled you closer to him, one of his arms now draped over your shoulder.

You’ve seen Eddie like this a couple of times and that’s when you got the bright idea. He needed something to relieve the stress of the party and you knew the best way.

He jumped when you grabbed his and and made your way through the storm of people, “(Y/N), where are we going?” He had to yell over the music as you two were right by the speakers now.

“Just trust me,” you turned back to him with a gentle smile, but your eyes said something completely different.

Once you finally made it to one of the bedrooms, you pulled Eddie in and shut the door. You pushed Eddie against the the door and dropped to your knees, “you gotta relax, I got you.”

His mouth dropped, he didn’t know this is what you were planning in your head. “Baby, here?.” He wanted to stop you, but then he felt your hands on his body and his heart slowed a little.

All you did was nod your head as you unzipped his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers in one go. He was already half hard from you dropping on your knees and you smirking up at him. “Not much of a protest going on here, huh?”

You began to kiss his waist line. Sucking at his skin in certain spots, making it red. You could feel his cock harden, which is want you wanted all along.

Taking his now fully hard cock in your hands, you stroke him and he hisses at the coldness of your hands. “Fucking hell, feels so cold but so good.” Eddie became confident and placed a hand at the back of your head, not pushing or anything, just resting.

That’s when you took the opportunity to suck the tip of his cock collecting all his precum and swallowing it. You licked just around the slit, causing him to throw his head back against the door and gripped the doorknob for steadiness. “You’re gonna kill.” His words were broken up from the deep breaths he was taking and you loved it.

You took more of his cock in your mouth, relaxing your jaw to fit all his girth. He tugged at your hair and you just kept swallowing him down until your gagged from not fitting anymore.

Eddie’s eyes rolled in the back of your head from you gagging, he absolutely loved it.

You pulled his cock out from your mouth and began to lick the bottom of his shaft and you swear his knees buckled, “keep doing that and I’m gonna fucking explode.”

“Want you to explode, baby. Need to feel your how cum down my throat.” The party was forgot about and all Eddie could focus on was that pretty mouth of yours. It was so perfect, you were so perfect.

You kissed down his shaft lower, feeling it jump against your lips. Once your reach his balls, you took one in your mouth, your hand stroking his cock upwards as you did. “Just like that baby, j-just like that.”

Eddie was never the one to be used like this before, but you’ve made him a changed man now.

The more you fisted his cock, the more curses would fall from his lips. “Dirty fucking girl, doing this at a party?” He was trying so hard to keep up that hard façade, but he was failing.

You switched balls, giving the other one attention. You looked up at him and his eyes were completely rolled in the back of his head. His hips bucked in his hand and you knew he was close.

Releasing his balls from your mouth, you went back to sucking his cock. Bobbing your head along with the music. “Holy shit-I,” he banged his fist outside the door, probably getting some peoples attention, but neither of you cared.

Eddie couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed the side of your head, thrusting his cock down your throat. You eyes were running, making up now ruined and drool was falling down your chin.

You moaned against him, grinding your hips against nothing but air. Seeing Eddie like this ignited a fire in you and you could cum just from the sight of him.

He kept thrusting until his hips stuttered and his cock twitch. “Yes, yes- fuck, (Y/N).” His cum flowed down your throat, not letting a drop go to waste.

Eddie’s cum was salty, but you didn’t care. You actually bummed at the taste. Honored that only you got to taste it.

When he pulled out of your mouth, he noticed your swollen lips and your disheveled face and he almost came again, “you look so beautiful with those dick lips, baby.”

Eddie helped you back to your feet, wiping the drool away with his thumb, “let’s skip the rest of the party and go home so you can cum around my cock.”

That’s all you needed to hear and you both were out of there in seconds. Tonight was gonna be a long night, you were in for a treat.

#eddie munson smut #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie munson fanfic #bee’s st fics

[andkisses]

♡ kiss me | yeonjun ♡

all you asked for was a kiss–a good, passionate one. when yeonjun fails (on purpose), you have no choice to show him what you mean

♡ yeonjun x gn!reader | wc. 964 ♡ genres/tropes: yall make out lol ♡ mentions of/warnings: none (just making out; nothing explicit) ♡ a/n: n/a

The night has been quiet, save for the soundtrack playing through the television's speakers, nestled side by side, tucked underneath a blanket, your head resting on his shoulder. The ending scenes to Beauty and the Beast play out in front of you, light from the TV illuminating the dark living room. You feel his warm hand in yours, fingers laced together. And, truly, it's nice.

You shouldn’t complain.

But something’s missing.

You turn to look up at your boyfriend, cheek rubbing against the soft fabric of his tee. Yeonjun turns his attention away from the movie to you, smile on his lips from your attention. “Hmm?”

Your eyes dart around, from his warm ones to the TV screen–where Belle and the Beast, now Adam, embrace in a passionate and magical kiss. You bite your lip, weighing the temptation of your prospect.

The shoulder beneath your cheek rolls slightly trying to get your attention. “Babe?”

“Oh, it’s just…” Your voice trails off. Could you really be so bold? The voice inside your head says yes! yes you can! And for once, the counter voice agrees. You turn back from the TV to Yeonjun, whose eyes now have a small glint of concern, brows crossed. You take a deep breath before, trying to hide your smile. “Kiss me.”

Yeonjun laughs, stunned at the simplicity of your request. “Kiss you?” he repeats, in a manner that says that’s all?

“Yes, kiss me,” you say. You nod your head towards the screen. “Something like that. Something with passion.”

You pick your head up and scoot closer, pressing against his side. Yeonjun turns to face you, and the blanket that had been wrapped up around your shoulders falls to your waists.

“With passion?” he echoes, his turn to try and hide his smirk. “So like this?”

And, for what it's worth, he does what's asked of him. Hands come to either side of your face, cupping your cheeks as he pulls you closer. He tilts his head before pressing his lips to yours in a firm yet gentle kiss.

And, to be honest, it's a nice kiss. It's always a nice kiss when it comes to Yeonjun.

But... there’s something missing.

The credits are rolling now, and when he pulls back, you see an almost defiant look in his eyes. A dare. You purse your lips and watch as he tilts his chin up. “Like that?” he asks, sparkle in his eyes telling you he knows what  he’s doing. Daring you to do something.

So, of course, you do.

“Not exactly what I was thinking,” you say slowly, drawing in closer. You carefully rise to your knees to get any extra height on him, placing your hands on his shoulders. You lean in, eyes lidded and lips parted. He’s still beneath your touch, unmoving as you ease closer, ghosting over his lips. You hear him take a shallow, shaky breath with anticipation. “More like this.”

You crash into his lips, hands scaling up his shoulders to curl around the back of his neck, thread carefully through his hair. You hear him gasp as your lips move down his jawline–truly very bold for you. His hands reach out for you, finding purchase at your hips as you drop down onto his lap. Your lips return to his, kissing hard one last time before you pull away, panting slightly at your efforts.

“Like that, huh?” Yeonjun asks, staring up at you through his lashes, a dreamy look in his eye.

You nod, swallowing. “Yes,” you breathe out. “Just like that.”

Your heart skips a beat as his fingertips dig into your hips a little harder. Your breath grows shaky as you spot his smirk. He leans into you, lips light against your neck. “Well, if you insist,” he hums against your skin. But, unlike yourself, he starts off slow, deliberate.

Teasing.

These kisses trail up your neck slowly, one by one, in a line that takes them across to the other side. He stops at your pulse, providing extra attention to the spot and you can tell you’ll need to pay just as much attention to it in the morning when getting ready.

His hands begin to roam as his teeth begin to bite, causing a sharp gasp to slip from your lips. One hand stays anchored at your hips, but the other finds its way underneath your shirt hem, pressing cool fingertips against heated flesh.

The teeth at your neck move, softly favoring one spot and then another. He stops and focuses at a tender spot just beneath the edge of your jaw, eliciting another gasp, something more akin to a whine, as his fingertips move against your ribs.

You feel your grip on his shoulders falter, your attention focused on other matters. The hand on your hip leaves to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer. tucking you against him safely.

He presses kisses to your cheeks, and all you can notice is how hot his breath is against your skin. How his breaths seem so even and steady when you feel one soft moan away from completely shattering in his hands.

His lips finally find yours and you sink into the kiss, sink into him. Your hands find their way back to his hair. Your head is swimming now, hot with anticipation. The hands that draw slowly, feather-light up your sides cause you to shiver, to shake slightly in his grasp.

You feel him smile against your lips from your reaction, and that’s really the end for you.

He does all this to you–and when you react, he smiles.

When he pulls away, you chase after him, but he turns just in time for you to kiss his cheek instead. You whine and pout, shaking his shoulders slightly. He turns back to you, nose nuzzling against your neck. His voice rasps when he speaks. “A kiss like that?” Yeonjun asks, grazing his teeth against your jawline.

You nod, words almost failing you. “Yes,” you manage, voice shallow and hoarse. This is far beyond what you bargained for, but who are you to complain? “Exactly like that.”

Yeonjun leans forward, a smile ghosting over your lips. “Then where were we?”

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[myliteralhyperfixations19]

Kinktober 1-Dirty talk

Kinktober: Day 1

warnings: | Dirty talk | 

wc: 964

a/n: I’m getting better at this I think. This is kind of inspired by my boyfriend like most of them are. Not beta read let me know if someone wants to be my beta reader, I'd love the help. Enjoy! And Let me know what you guys think. No character so use your imagination but if you need some help check the tags.

“Play with me ’’, you whine from the bed. You're trying to get his attention, sitting in bed in his shirt and just your panties, just wanting him bad.  

“Fine,C'mere brat'', his voice calls to you,pushing his chair back and opening his arms to hug you, putting the controller to the side. “come sit baby”

You climb onto his lap,nestling your legs between his spread ones, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist,as his rough hands travel from your knees up your thighs, caressing your skin softly.  Your shirt rides up to your hips, as his fingertips travel upwards and upwards, under your shirt and you resist the urge to grind yourself against him.

“Is that all my needy girl wants?.” He questions picking the controller back up. 

“No, more.” You reply, slightly kissing his neck and nudging down on him. You’re almost content with just being that close to him, but closer is always better. In an attempt to get even closer to him, you  slide your hands under his shirt resting your hands on his lower stomach. Trying to get him to give you what you want. 

He keeps one hand on your back and keeps playing his game. Giving grunts of frustration that have you clenching your thighs. It's almost too much the feeling of his hands against your back, gripping it slightly. You can feel his hard cock rubbing on your panties.The only thing separating the two of you is his sweats and your panties.  But it’s not enough, and you continue moving your hands down until you reach the edge of his sweats.

That gets his attention quickly, and his arms tighten around you as he turns his head. “What are you doing,baby?”

You mumble against his neck. “Need you.” He doesn’t stop you, letting you pull his pants down a little and take his cock out. 

He shuffles around slightly, helping you get easier access, and you move your  panties  to the side before sinking down onto his cock. It instantly makes you feel warm and full. The stretch of having him inside you was one of your favorite feelings. You muffle the moan you needed to let out against his neck, expressing your emotions before kissing his skin.

“So needy and naughty, baby. I knew having my cock inside your pretty pussy would shut you up” He coos against your ear, although he’s the one holding you closer to his body. “I need you to stay still so I can finish this,princess” 

You nod along. You stayed quiet as your fingers raked through his hair, as you snuggled close to him. Though you're already struggling to stay still, all you want is to move and have him sliding in and out of you. You want him to fuck you already. He plays his game and you soon discover it takes every ounce of your willpower to stay still. Every time he dies or something good happens he jumps a little and you can't hold in your noises as he moves deeper inside you each time. 

“Baby,” he rumbled right in your ear, “I'm gonna lose if you keep making those sweet sounds that make me want to put a baby in you. Now be a good girl and sit still.,” he kisses your neck softly before he continues playing and it starts to become too much for you. 

“Please…. can I just move?” you beg as  tried your best to stay still, but couldn’t fight the way your walls clenched down around him at his words, “or just, touch myself? please?”

You looked down, past his arms wrapped around you, below where his hands were clasping his controller, to where he had stuffed you full, and you swore, even in the low light, you saw your glistening clit throb.

“Nope. Needy girls don't get to touch what's mine”

“But-“

“You were the little slut who wanted my attention, so you have to wait till I'm finished. And if your good for me ill fuck you, baby,” you felt his lips, teeth and tongue on your neck, “I promise”

#smutober #kinktober #dirty talk #cockwarming kink #smut fanfiction #eren jaeger x reader #steve harrington x reader #spencer reid x reader #tony stark x reader #nanami smut

[pettydollie]

♡☆ mha masterlist ♡.｡.:*

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songs she will be loved by maroon 5 - wc: 992 summary: your boyfriend sucks and katsuki is there for you everytime until hes had enough girlfriend by avril lavigne - wc: 500 summary: best friend!reader wants to be katsuki's gf instead delicate by taylor swift - wc: 929 summary: pro hero bakugou's fanbase hates you and turns their backs on him causing him to question your relationship peppers by lana del rey - wc: 407 summary: singer!reader and your boyfriend write hits like all the time... this is you recording one of them sensei!reader x pro hero drabble - wc: 867 summary: your pro hero boyfriend comes into your kindergarten class for a q/a! hispanic!reader x bakugou headcanons dragon!king bakugou x pregnant!queen reader - wc: 964 summary: the kingdom finds out about the queen's pregnancy. some are worried (but mostly everyone is excited for the heir) hellokitty!reader x spiderman!katsuki hcs dad!bakugou x mom!reader hcs bakugou x wife with a lot of fur babies hcs (trying) to potty train sprinkle summary: title

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[ikigaitsuki]

ᥫ᭡ TOUCH | k.th

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Summary — In this bed where we lay to rest, let’s feel one another — touch.

Pairing — taehyun x gn!reader

Genre — smut, fluff if ur squinting i guess

CW — penetrative sex, hand jobs (m receiving), that’s pretty much it tbh it’s timid, est. relationship

WC — 964

a/n: something short and sweet to get back into the swing of things.

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Taehyun has you sat on his lap. He’s got you rocking your hips, with your palms covering your face as much as possible, because you’re flustered and you can’t take the way he’s looking at you any longer — can’t take the way his fingers dance around your bare skin. They move from your hips, up your torso, and you breathe in so heavily from the touch that your ribs protrude slightly.

“Come on,” his hands wrap around your wrists as you continue to move atop him, “Let me see this face.”

Taehyun now has full view of you — your chest, which he adores, the way your eyes flutter when you rock forward, hitting the spot that sets your abdomen alight — and he’s breathless, just taking you in, feeling you.

“Like that,” he hums.

“Like that,” he hums.

He squeezes your palms in a way that mimics your body when you tense around him.

“Want more?,” you nod earnestly before Taehyun has chance to finish the utterance.

It’s like his hands can’t keep off your skin. They stay connected with you, loosening the grip on your hands and tracing the arteries that climb faintly up your arms, tracing your shoulders and your collar bones. His hands are loosely around your neck, thumbs lightly on your cheeks as he brings you forward to kiss him.

He likes it when you’re unsuspecting. He likes it when he thrusts himself deep inside you when you’re above him like this. He likes it when you gasp initially, into his open mouth, and he likes it even more when you keep trying to kiss him afterwards, but you fail because you’re too busy crying out to him.

He likes the lewd sounds your body makes only for him. The way he can hear the skin of his thighs contact your own as he urges himself to make you feel good.

With your arms tangling in his hair and resting on his chest as you lie atop him and take it, you can feel the warmth forming between where your bodies connect. It almost feels like too much.

“Tae—, Taehyun,” you rasp, clinging onto him.

He doesn’t stop, only speeds up the movements of his hips as you continue to call out his name and hold him.

Running fingers through your hair softly, Taehyun soon takes on a strong grip, pulling back your head to reveal more of your neck. This way, he can kiss at your most sensitive spots and drive you further to bliss.

“Taehyun—, I’m close!,”

He grunts against your neck, his breath warm. The scent of you, the feeling of you — Taehyun’s taking it all in — your choked moans that time with his hips movements and the harsh gasps for air that follow. As the volume of your voice increases, so does his, with some sort of intent behind it to spur you on.

And it works — body curling forward into Taehyun’s, your hips girating to feel the last few moments of tension. You clench uncontrollably, the taut feeling that has been brewing inside you finally spilling out, dissipating, creating a blur of light and a loss of the sense of time, a feeling you can’t describe, yet it’s one that, with Taehyun, you know so well.

“So good. Ride it out for me,” he barely whispers as he looks into your desperate eyes. You keep going, until the pleasure is no more and your body begins to grow tired.

Watching Taehyun as you lie next to him, he takes his length in his hands, never taking his eyes from you as he strokes himself. He’s slow, letting the sounds of lubricant fill the air, making your mouth hang open as you take him in. This view.

The way he looks at you — eyes never moving from you and with lids heavy, barely open yet enough to take you in, see you — will never stop making you feel warm inside. Knowing that it’s at your cause, it’s your doing, it’s a feeling you always enjoy.

“Soon.” he says. His voice is low, a slight groan.

Taking his jaw in your hands, you turn his head to face you as you take over from his hand, feeling the way he twitches under your touch. You kiss him, and he gasps — mimicking your earlier actions — as he feels your grip on his cock tighten. You’re only half aware of what you do to him.

You’re twisting gently, rhythmically, and Taehyun loves it. He says, “Come on. Just like that— fuck,” as he thrusts his hips in tandem with you.

The scent of sex is rampant in the air. It makes the bedroom feel stuffy, and your skin feel warm. Only laboured breaths pierce through the veil of lust.

Taehyun’s singing beautifully as you thumb at his tip — a touch that’s barely there and a pace well established — what a beautiful sound the boy makes as he clutches at the sheets and darts his eyes from your face to where your touch washes over him.

He cries out. The sound is melodic, gentle. His cum spills out messily, beautifully, over your hand and his abdomen. It’s warm.

Moaning under his breath, Taehyun speaks, “Fuck. That was so nice.” And you don’t reply, but you hum and he takes that as a response.

You’ll get a towel soon. You’ll clean him up and hold him close and feel his heartbeat thumping through the skin of his neck. It’ll be warm in bed, where your body once was.

You’ll get up soon — just another minute here, please.

© ikigaitsuki 2022

#txt smut #taehyun smut #kpop smut #tomorrow by together #txt imagines #tomorrow by together smut

[atinystaypixie]

Bookie I’m back fa more, but this time, I’m gon spice it up a lil, a’ight? Okay so, this time Imma need you to slide me some of that good ‘ol rock lock cock, or as I like to call it, rlc, cuz rn, I need that nigga all up in ma guts, also I have an itty bitty teeny tiny favor to ask, please make her chubby, like, I’m talkin’ bout reader, PLEASE bookie, please make her chubby, and I swear to you I will slide all up in yo dms wit Toji, Gojo, and Geto, I swear to you

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I’ve tried to come back everyday. College needs to stop cutting into my Tumblr life. I am so sorry for all the asks I am behind on. I thank yall for waiting so long because school is kicking my ass.

WC:964

CW: 18+ MDNI!!, Sex, Clothed sex (one piece of clothing), Rock Loc happy to fuck you, chubby reader (as best as my amateur self could do), lmk if I missed anything , NOT PROOFREAD!!

He couldn’t take it. The last of his self control snapped when he had to walk up the steps behind you. Your skirt gave him the perfect view of your panties cupping your ass, the jiggle of your thighs with each step, and even the slightest view of your pussy lips spilling out. The sight causing his dick to strain in his jeans, wanting to be inside you right then and there.

That’s how you ended up in this position. You barely made it into your apartment before he had you spread eagle. “You really been messing with me today.” He gritted through his teeth as he spoke directly into your ear. His fingers digging into your hips as he thrust deeply into you, rocking back and forth hitting that sweet spot inside of you each time.

“Oooo, Ken. Fuck!” You couldn’t even form sentences from how deep you felt him. Your breasts were bouncing with each thrust, your walls were gripping him every time he pulled back, the wet sounds your pussy made were echoing through the room. Ken hadn’t even taken the time to pull your skirt off, opting to keep it on and pull your panties to the side. He couldn’t bring himself to want to do it, not when you looked so good in it.

Not when you had him hypnotized all day with every step you took. He couldn’t take it off when he watched you bend over in it teasing him a small flash of your round globes. The skirt couldn’t come off when all day he had to stop himself from fucking you every time your ass bounced.

No, the skirt wasn’t coming off especially as he finally got to have his throbbing dick get wrapped by your creamy cunt. His hard chest pressed against your soft body only made him worse. The smack of his hips against yours wasn’t in his control, he was plunging in and out of your wet walls. Your skin was so soft his hands couldn’t stop groping at it. The plushness of your sides being held by him as he tried his hardest to ground himself. He was fucking you like he would never get the chance again. Grunts leaving his lips as he concentrated on the feeling of your walls.

“Looked so damn good. Shit, couldn’t wait to fuck you.” He spoke now looking into your eyes, a strong hand gripping your chin as your moans wailed out. Your walls tighten from intense lust swimming in his eyes as his hips roughly connect with yours. “Open.” A short, simple command that has your lips parting and tongue sticking out for him. A warm, trickle of spit landing in your mouth just for him to close the space and swirl his tongue with yours. You can feel his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth mixing his saliva with yours.

In the mist of the kiss he pulls out of you. “Turn over. Ass up, baby.” Although he told you what to do, he still took control and handled your body into position. A large bicep wrapping around your waist as he other hand guided your face into the sheets by the back of your neck. There wasn’t a second missed before he was rubbing his tip between your puffy folds and thrusting back into you. His own head was thrown back as if he hadn’t been inside you before.

When he looked back down, he saw you throwing your ass back on him. Your moans being muffled by the sheets as your ass jiggled everytime you meet his thrusts.Ken fingers dug into your hips as he watched you fuck him back. “Good girl. Good fucking girl.” A raspy moan left him as he watched you, his thrusts never slowing. His dick was glistening in your juices each time your arch deepend before letting your hips slap against him again.

Ken leaned closer to your back and put his mouth directly to your. “You feel so good, baby. Made to take me dick. Milking me so well.” His hand slid around to your front and started rubbing circles on your clit. You felt his teeth graze your ear at the same time. He knew your sensitive spots and he was using them well. “”Tight pussy squeezing me. You gonna cum, mamas? Hm? Gonna make a mess on my dick?”

His pace was relentless as he fucked into you from behind. You felt him so deep and were barely even fucking him back anymore. “Daddy, gonna cum!” His moans going directly into your ear combined with his hands playing with your sensitive spots caused the note in your stomach to tighten. Your voice was high pitched and tears were wetting the sheets. The feeling of his dick stroking every inch inside of you had you head spinning.

“Come on, baby. I got you. Cum for me.” With another scream, you release on his dick. His name flying from your lips as you squirming while your pussy clenches around him. The fluttering of your walls triggers his own release that he was barely holding in. He pulls out of you and strokes his dick letting his cum paint your ass. The sight has his dick twitching as he taps his tip against your ass cheek. Ken takes his hands and jiggles your cheeks making them clap, opening and closing revealing your pussy leaking cum.

Your skirt is a crumbled mess around your waist. Ken didn’t care though. He loved it on you rather it was teasing him or rolled up showing off your plush body. Both of you are breathing heavily, before you hear him chuckle and collapse onto your back. “Buying you more of these just to fuck you in them.”

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Thoughts of a Slutty Virgin ~ 🧚🏽‍♀️

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