#RoW fic

[reineydraws]

saw this quote off a v cute ushiten comic first haha check it out

i just drew them over a screenshot of hitsugibune from the back 'cuz i was lazy lol soz

[oblique-lane]

[rafeandonlyrafe]

handlebars

words: 1.9k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, male and female receiving oral, face fucking, golf, rafe calling reader slut and whore but lovingly lol, established relationship, female masturbation kinda, bit of a dom/sub relationship but really its just rafes personality, semi public sex

“princess.” rafe presses a kiss to the top of your head as you're sat at your vanity, dabbing some blush onto your cheeks.

“mhm?” you tilt your head up, allowing rafe to press a kiss to your lips, not used to feeling your kiss without lipgloss, the next step in your makeup routine.

“if you're good for me and don't complain about being bored today, ill let you suck me off on the green.”

“really?” you squeal, turning to get a better look at rafe.

“yeah.” rafe nods. “but no complaining while we are golfing. topper will be joining me so you gotta wait until after we are done.”

“im gonna be so good rafey, promise.”

“i know you will, good girl.” rafe bends to give you another kiss. “finish getting ready, im gonna go load my clubs into the car.”

“mkay.” you nod. “love you, handsome.”

“i know you do, baby.” rafe smirks before leaving the room.

you turn back to your mirror, quickly finishing your makeup before getting an idea.

you part your hair down the middle before tying them into pigtails on either side, adding a pink ribbon around either hair tie, pulling a couple strands out to frame your face.

you skip down the stairs, dressed in your favorite golfing outfit. despite never playing and just watching rafe, you love to dress the part, wearing a tight white athletic tank top and a flouncy pink skirt, so short it shows off your matching pink underwear way too easily with just the slightest bend of your hips.

“shit.” rafe smiles up at you. “can't wait to strip those clothes off you later.”

“why thank you baby.” you give a twirl, showing off your outfit to rafe, knowing the ultimate compliment on your clothing is to tell you how much he wants to rip them off of you.

“im gonna have to kill top if he even looks at you with your tits out like this.” rafes arms wrap around your waist to pull you tightly against his front, lifting your feet up off the ground.

you wrap your legs around his hips, pressing sticky kisses and leaving pink gloss behind as rafe carries you outside, placing you in his passenger seat that has become yours, your name even added in rhinestones to the sun visor next to the mirror.

you hum along to rafes music and cycle between looking out the window and looking over at rafe as he drives, the muscles on his arms defining his every turn on the way to the country club.

“oh, there's toppers truck.” you point as rafe pulls into the parking lot, grumbling something about you knowing what his truck looks like before pulling into a spot.

you wait for rafe to walk around to open your door, helping you step down and keeping your hands held tight together as he grabs his clubs and slings them over one shoulder.

“hi topper.” you smile as you see him sat in a cart, quickly moving to the back as you approach.

“hey rafe.” topper says, completely ignoring your hello, but you know it's not due to being rude.

“no complaining, remember.” rafe says as you slide along the bench seat, making sure not to move too far so your thigh touches rafes as he gets in to drive.

“i remember.” you nod. “i will definitely not complain when i get really really super bored.”

rafe shakes his head, an unwilling smile growing on his face as he drops one hand down to your thigh, squeezing it so tightly you almost cry out before he releases and puts the cart into drive, speeding towards the first hole.

--

“i was so good, wasn’t i?” you turn your head to the side to look at rafe as he drops topper back at the parking lot.

“i mean, you started complaining when we played 18 holes instead of 9.” rafe tsks.

“okay, but only for like a second before i remembered! come on rafe,” you lean over him, placing your hand on his chest, fingers ghosting up and down to entice him. “don’t you want me to suck you off?”

“of course i do.” rafe captures your lips in a kiss, tugging you closer to his side as he takes off again, navigating the course to an isolated spot.

“finally.” you move to your knees on the cart, watching as rafe stands and walks to the passenger side of the cart, keeping his back towards the main part of the club just in case anyone comes by. 

you reach forward, tugging on rafe shorts, undoing the zipper and button and pulling the sides of his pants apart. you reach into his pants and pull his cock out from his underwear, already starting to harden.

“i love it when i get my mouth on you and you’re still soft.” you press kisses along his length, feeling it grow under your lips before placing the head of his cock into his mouth, swiping your tongue over the slit.

“you’re such a whore.” rafe laughs. “dressed up like a slut and now you’re acting like it too.” 

you just nod, not willing to take your mouth off his cock just to acknowledge how much of a slut you are for him. you both already know what the truth is. 

rafe hardens in your mouth as you begin to move your head up and down, building up a slow pace that allows you to enjoy the taste of his skin, tongue sliding along the underside of his length.

“faster, baby.” rafe taps your cheek.

you pull off and frown up at him. “let me enjoy sucking you off. you said you’d let me.” 

“yeah but i wanna see what you can do. impress me.” 

the challenge from rafe works immediately as you wrap your lips around his cock, head bobbing up and down a lot quicker now as you build up tolerance in your throat, rafes length and girth too much to take him all the way down immediately.

“that's my girl.” rafe smiles down at you. “doing so good baby.”

you take a deep breath through your nose and move forward, pushing your nose into rafes shirt as you swallow around his length, resisting the urge to smile as you hear rafe moan.

“fuck.” 

you squeeze your eyes shut, determined to keep his cock all the way down your throat for as long as you can.

“god, you just keep getting better at this darling.”

you pull off and drop your head to cough before smiling up at rafe. “wanna fuck my mouth now?”

rafe leans down to kiss your forehead. “im gonna put a ring on your finger one day baby, i swear.”

“you better.” you know you're still young, but you can't wait for the day you can call yourself mrs. cameron.

rafe straightens back up, smearing the head of his cock over your mouth, coating your lips in a second layer of gloss.

rafe grabs onto your pigtails as your mouth opens, keeping your throat as slack as you can as his hips push forward.

rafe moves your head in unison with his thrusts, fingers knotting around the pink ribbon to keep his grip.

you have to reach forward and place your hands on his thighs to keep from falling forward, your knees no doubt turning bright red as they scrape back and forth with the power of his movements.

rafe doesn't bother holding back his moans as he tugs on your pigtails, hips undulating and rocking, hoping he's far enough from anyone else to hear his groans and gasps of your name.

“next will be your pussy.” rafe smirks down at you. “as soon as we get home im getting in that delicious little cunt of yours.”

you moan around his cock, thighs squeezing together as you think of all the times rafes been inside of you.

rafe tugs your pigtails, holding them like handlebars on a bike as his cock grows in your mouth. he wishes he could go for longer, to fuck your mouth for hours, but the thought of getting home to your pussy makes him too excited to hold himself back.

“gonna cum right down your throat.” rafe says, grunting as his hips speed up. “unless you want me to paint your pretty face for everyone to see.”

you moan again, the sound vibrating around rafes cock as your hand drops to your pussy, pressing over your underwear to give your clit some relief.

“you like that huh?” rafe questions. “want everyone at the country club to see my cum dripping down your face?”

you push your hand under your panties, rubbing at your wetness, a finger plunging into your heat.

“hey, cut that out.” rafe tugs on your pigtails. “you can rub your clit but don't open up your cunt for me. that's my job.”

you groan but move your fingers back to your clit, leaving your pussy to clench around nothing.

“don't worry, bunny.” rafe pats your cheek. “you'll be bouncing on something soon enough.”

rafe moans as your tongue flicks over the underside of his length, throat constricting as you swallow along his cock.

“fuck, close.” rafe warns, pumping his hips forward with renounced speed. 

rafes cock swells in your mouth and there's mere seconds before he releases, cum spurting down your throat.

“fuck!” he moans, giving one last thrust before pulling out.

you take a deep breath, hand still moving on your pussy as rafe breaths deeply, checking over his shoulder before tucking his softening cock back into his pants.

“stop that.” rafe hums, eyes dropping to between your legs.

“im so close.” you whine, keeping your fingers thrumming over your clit.

“yeah, and i wanna be the one to make you cum so stop.”

rafe picks you up and places your bum on the seat, frowning when he sees your knees. he presses kisses to each of the red splotches.

rafe pushes your thighs open next, pulling your hand out of your underwear as he tugs them to the side.

you didn't expect rafe to surge forward, mouth greedily eating your cunt, slurping on your wetness.

“fuck!” you squeal, head falling back as he focuses in on your clit, sucking with the taste of you on his tongue, sticking it out to flick over your clit.

“im- im gonna cum!” you warn, fingers tangling in his hair, pressing his face further into your cunt.

his mouth keeps working as you reach your high, moaning out rafes name as your clit pulses against his tongue.

he moves lower to press against your entrance, briefly dipping in. “gonna fuck you so soon.” he whispers, and you swear it's more to your cunt than it is to you.

“shit.” you fall back against the seat as rafe rearranges you, flinching when his hand brushes against your clit while putting your panties back in place.

“better not be sensitive by the time we get home.” rafe says, flipping your skirt back down to cover you before he shrugs. “or be sensitive, im fucking you either way.”

“you're such a dick.” you giggle as rafe drops his head to kiss you, lips melting together, the shared taste on your tongue mixing.

“love you.” he says. “future wifey. you give the best head.”

“wow, thanks.” you roll your eyes sarcastically, hands moving to your pigtails as rafe rounds the cart to drive back.

“you know, you really messed up my hair.” you frown, attempting to fix your bows without a mirror to look in.

“yeah, you can't wear that style again.” rafe looks over at you. “unless you want me to fuck your face every time.”

“well…” you tap your chin, a smile growing.

[ziggystqrdust]

you dont trust me

slightly older drarry as joel and clementine from eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

apparently obliviating each other from their memories is fairly common as a drarry genre

details under cut

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Some Bumblebee and mother Ratchet :)

I dont know if that's the artstyle but is Ratchet crying?? That's kinda sweet if he is 😭

Here's some G1 shots where it's just them cause I'm a sucker for these 3

[oh-no-its-bird]

"They were roomates" obkkrn au where obito and Rin are an established couple who live together. And bc reasons, Kakashi needs a place to stay for a while. So obviously, yk, Kakashi comes to stay with his besties as he looks for a new apartment

What follows is a comedy of errors as Rin and Obito proceed to be absoloute fucking freaks about Kakashi. They are throwing themselves at him in increasingly desperate, concerning, and honestly at times kind of creepy tactics.

Kakashi makes them dinner as thanks and Rin makes a joke about how he should stay forever and be their housewife and Obito laughs just a little bit too hard (under the table he's clutching at his thighs so hard they're gonna bruise)

Kakashi's clothes begin to go mysteriously missing and Obito starts not to subtly suggest he just borrows his instead :))) as Rin is going "oh Kakashi you're soooo forgetful, it really makes me worry about you, you know... Maybe you just need someone to take care of you, there's no shame in that! Teehee <3"

Kakashi gets sick and Rin very seriously considers giving him fake medicine so he can stay sick (and under her care) longer

Kakashi complains ab how expensive housing is and how he can't afford any of this shit on his salary, and Obito "jokes" a little too enthusiastically that he should just quit his job and find a hot sugar daddy. Or something. Wouldn't that be funny. Right Kakashi? Right? Right? Hey, you know Obito himself is pretty wealthy ahahahaha—

Kakashi remains completley oblivious.

Genma comes over for dinner one day, and at that point things have escalated so much that several of the weird comments and behaviors on Obito and Rin's side are the new "normal." So Genma just sits there through, what is from his perspective, the weirdest and most uncomfortably charged dinner of his fucking LIFE.

When he leaves, Genma just puts a hand on Kakashi's shoulder and tells him good fucking luck. Kakashi remains confused.

Uhhh endgame Genma tells Kakashi to open his fucking eyes bc Obito and Rin want him BAD. And after the initial disbelief, Kakashi begins to test the waters of leaning into/indulging in Obito and Rin's newest freak behavior and seeing what they do

And just Kakashi subtly fucking with them both by playing into whatever the fuck is happening in their heads, just to see what happens. He's thriving actually

Anyways I'm coming to learn that my favorite obkkrn dynamic is just.

Obito 🤝 Rin -> being freaks about Kakashi together

To be fair tho: it's REALLY funny. And also makes total sense.

Because ofc Nohara "Obito apologist even in death" Rin, and Uchiha "Rin was a perfect angel who I will put on a pedestal till my dying day and destroy the world in the name of creating a new world she could have been happy in" Obito would make eachother INFINITELY worse!!

Obito is incapable of seeing his own or Rin's possible wrongs, and Rin literally was on Obito's side even through the genocide, Kakashi stalking, child murder, detailed plans to take over the world, etc. There is no way in hell these two could actually ground eachother, sorry. In my eyes they would only make eachothers freak factors infinitely worse.

Every time either one of them gains even a SHRED of self-awareness, the other is right there to comfort them and insist that "nooo ur soooo normal, I promise <33" and "its ok if you're a little bit of a (stalker, murderer, obsessed with Kakashi) freak... it's not ur fault u have ptsd..."

Rin and Obito both suffer from the Kakashi Illness(tm) but it presents itself in different ways and they feed into eachothers fixation on the guy in the worst (best) ways

[groovy-bear]

Fabulous new nice guys art from me

[batsandbirdbrains]

So you know when schools (at least in the US, I'm not sure if this is a popular thing elsewhere) do a little career fair where they have people in the actual profession come in and set up little booths to talk about their jobs? I feel like every year in Blüd when they're doing that, they always send Dick.

He's the best of them and very good at making an actually fuctional pitch. Unlike the other, very corrupt, cops. They're not really the best for inspiring the youth to be good people.

Oh he loves career days. It’s one of his favorite perks of being good at his job.

When he goes to the elementary schools on the days with the other first responders like firefighters, EMTs, etc. he always has bags upon bags of little police badges. Little sheriff pins. Anything that might get the kiddos excited.

For high schoolers, he has videos of the raids the police department has conducted. Usually on drug dens, otherwise if it’s more serious it gets sent up to federal departments. But your good old local police station is just as exciting! And also here’s a little flier with the number on it in case you ever need anything or need help. Also here’s his business card with his work cell number in case any of you are ever in a bind.

He shows the procedure of investigating things like murder cases (using cases that were solved years ago with the perpetrator already behind bars to use as an example of the justice system as a whole), how they deal with different types of cases. Maybe stolen cars. Or how they handle anonymous tips that get called in.

He wants to get the youth excited about law enforcement so the right kinda kids are encouraged to join when they’re old enough.

Also when he goes to Gotham Academy he embarrasses the absolute shit out of Damian and that’s a HUGE perk he loves it.

Also he likes taking the kiddies at the elementary schools on spins in the parking lot where they flip the switch for the lights or the sirens :) they always get so giggly and excited.

[happypeachsludgeflower]

I keep seeing posts about Jinlan City fix its, where either Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu starts bawling and it solves the whole issue. But hear me out, what if they both start crying. Just start bawling together, clinging to each other as they sob. And they’re just sitting there in front of Huan Hua Palace disciples crying their eyes out. cuddling, and Shen Qingqiu is petting Luo Binghe’s head and Luo Binghe is getting snot all over Shen Qingqiu’s robes, and everyone else is just like “???” because this is NOT how they thought this day was going to go.

[saltcxrcle]

foggy glasses ── . ✶ s. winchester

summary: sam loves it when you wear your glasses

pairings: established sam winchester x reader, sam winchester x gn afab!readerノwc: 1.4k warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, fluff, loverboy!sam, reader described to have glasses/contacts, smutty, making out, tit sucking, glasses kink? (i have no idea if that's a thing lol), praise, reader is called 'good girl', a follow up to heart-shaped glasses but can be read as a standalone, kinda edited; all mistakes are my own a/n: wrote this in two hours last night bc i got inspired to write this from mads' feedback on my other fic that i posted yesterday and i couldn't resist making it smutty LOL so thank you @tusk-rumours for inspiring me for this <3 sam winchester masterlist

SAM LIKES—NO, HE LOVES IT WHEN YOU WEAR YOUR GLASSES. 

Not that Sam didn’t like you without them. He loves any and all versions of you—you consumed every thought of his regardless of the situation. But there was something about the sight of you in your glasses that made something inside of him wake up. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but he did know that he didn’t hate it one bit. 

Sam always stole a kiss from you when you had them on. Whether it was when the two of you were in the kitchen quietly making breakfast, clothes slightly wrinkled from sleep, or if the two of you were alone in the library and sat right next to each other. Hell, he even stole a kiss from you when you were walking past him in the hallway as you made your way to the bathroom. 

You didn’t exactly understand why he’d kiss you at random times but never protested having Sam’s lips against yours. You didn’t think that it was because of your glasses, but you proved wrong when you were relaxing in your shared room with him. 

You were lounging in bed, just wearing your pajamas that you didn’t bother to change out of for the day since there wasn’t a hunt, and you didn’t plan to go out that day. You were reading a book that you had been meaning to read. You were so absorbed in your book that you didn’t notice Sam leaning on the door frame, looking at you with a fond smile as he took in your relaxed form. 

You glanced away from your book for a moment, your eyes catching a body in the doorway, and you smiled when you recognized your boyfriend staring at you. 

You pushed your frames up your nose bridge. “Hey.” You smiled at Sam before looking back down at your book. 

God, you look so beautiful right now. Sam thought to himself before kicking off the door frame and making his way further into the room and towards the bed. 

You paid no mind to Sam as you were reaching the end of the page you were on—before the book was swiped from your hands. “What the hell?” 

You looked up to see a satisfied smirk on Sam’s face as he slid your bookmark into your book—he must have grabbed it while you were reading and placed your book on the nightstand. 

You let out an annoyed noise. “Excuse me? I was reading that.” You let out an amused scoff, letting Sam know you weren’t mad at him. 

“Really, I couldn’t tell? Besides now you’re not.” 

“Yeah, because someone grabbed my book from my hands.” A huff escaped you as Sam turned from your nightstand to face you. 

Sam let out a chuckle. “Sorry, honey.” Sam was sitting on your side of the bed, by the edge, as he leaned towards you, his eyes filled with mirth. 

You rolled your eyes. “Sure you are.” 

“How can I make it up to you?” Sam was in a playful mood tonight, which never failed to make you smile. He grabbed your hands as he looked at you with a small pout on his lips—his hazel eyes were wide and pleading, but a glint of amusement flashed through them. 

“Hmmm.” You pretended to think for a moment. “You can make it up to me by letting me finish the page I was on.” You sent him a mocking smile. 

“I can do anything but that.” 

“Well then, I’m out of ideas.” You shrugged. 

A smirk pulled at Sam’s lips. “I can just show you.” 

“Show me?” You questioned with a raised brow. 

“Yeah, show you,” Sam repeated as his eyes darkened, and a jolt of anticipation went through your spine at the familiar glint in his eyes. 

“Then show me.” 

Sam smirked before bringing your left hand up to his soft lips, pressing gentle kisses on your knuckles. His lips slowly trailed up your hand, leaving a burning trail in his wake as he made his way up your arm, pulling your loose shirt off of your shoulder and pressing hot kisses along your skin.

Your breathing became a little heavier as he left sloppy kisses on your exposed collarbone and neck. His lips eventually made their way to your face, kissing your jaw and cheeks before they hovered over your lips, brushing against him. 

He was teasing you, and the both of you knew it. You met Sam’s heated gaze as his eyes raked over you. 

“Still want me to show you?” Sam breathed against your lips. 

“If you don’t I’ll leave the room right now.” 

A low chuckle rumbled from Sam’s chest as he finally placed his lips against yours, instantly drawing you in for a passionate kiss that lit the familiar fire that Sam’s lips never failed to ignite within you. You responded with the same fervor that Sam had—leaning up to meet him, and your right hand found its way into his hair. You pulled at the chestnut strands, pulling a groan from him. 

Sam’s lips never failed to make you feel like he was consuming you—his tongue swiped at the seam of your lips, and a soft sigh left you at the feeling of his tongue dancing against yours. The feeling of his lips against yours made you lose any sense of time or space. Every sense was dialed up to ten and drowned out anything else, leaving you to just focus on Sam. 

The familiar burn in your lungs signaled that you needed air, but you didn’t care, wanting Sam to devour you whole as the two of you kept kissing. Sam eventually pulled away from you, a small whine leaving you as you chased his lips. An amused chuckle left Sam, pressing soft kisses on your jaw and down your neck. Your eyes were closed as your head rolled back against the pillows. 

Sam’s hand grabbed the hem of your shirt and slowly pulled it up, revealing your bare skin underneath it. You peeled your eyes open to help him take your shirt.

Somehow, during your heated makeout session, your glasses had fogged up slightly, and you could barely make out the fact that your position had changed and Sam was hovering over you now, in between your open legs. 

You made the move to take them off, but you felt Sam grip your wrist before you could. 

“Keep them on.” Sam’s voice was thick with desire as he looked down at your heaving bare chest as you tried to regulate your breathing. 

“What?” 

“Keep them on. Please.” Sam let go of your wrist as your own hand fell from your glasses. 

Your mind was spinning before it clicked. “You like me in my glasses don’t you?” You said with a sly smile on your face. 

“Yeah, I do.” Sam kissed you hard and rutted against you—being able to feel his hard cock pressing against the denim of his jeans. 

“Who knew you had a thing for glasses.” You said when his lips made their way to your breasts, a soft moan escaping you as you felt his warm mouth lick and start to suck at one of your nipples, his free hand kneading at your other boob. 

He took the hardened nub in between his teeth, biting at it lightly before letting go. “I have a thing for you in glasses.” He clarified before switching to your other breast. Sam sucked at your breast for a moment before kissing his way down your body, nipping at your skin occasionally. His hands found the hem of your sweatpants and pulled them off as he reached your core. 

Sam clicked his tongue at you. “Hey. Keep them on.” Sam ordered sternly when he saw you trying to take your glasses off again when you noticed them beginning to fog up from the amount of heat your face was emitting.

You hesitated before sliding them up your face again—you wanted to feel Sam’s mouth on you. Who needed to see when you had your boyfriend’s talented mouth on your soaked cunt.

Sam kissed your inner thighs before pulling your damp underwear to the side. He pressed a small kiss to your clit, making you jolt slightly at the sensation. 

A slight smirk appeared on his face as his eyes flicked up to look at you. “Good girl.”

[onehundredfallenpetals]

You know I'd always been alone 'til you

(Post canon shuakes loosely inspired by the fic "Backwards to Go Forwards" by sixteenjunipeer)

[alienaliart]

Some drawings that I made for the fanfic "Off Balance" by @mrslittletall 🩵 Read it here

I can't recommend it enough, I'm obsessed!

[voidcat]

what's ur favoriteeeee panel of kaiser :)

I am an artist first and foremost and not a coward so I’ll have favorite panels for everyone even if I hate them. Panels of Michael Kaiser that I find objectively to be pretty because I have eyes

[gunstellations]

...maid shadoe...

inspired mainly by @tsukiyamers 's AMAZING fic operation: maid dress

[23z567]

theyre like. a disease

[princescar]

She's late for work!

Or a piece inspired by @aparticularbandit's fic

Extras that actually relate to the fic