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"Boytoy"

WARNINGS; 18+scenes, it's basically shameless smut, ken x fem!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns, ken has abandonment issues, jealous!ken, praise k!nk, size k!nk, slight choke k!nk, virgin!ken, switch!reader, sub!ken, dom!ken, cringe descriptions, plot doesn't connect with the movie(how could it), kinda slow burn (for a smut fic), dolls with genitalia ig, probably grammar mistakes

Part 2

"his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room"

~wildest dreams, taylor swift ~

Y/n's pov:

Y/n wakes up in the morning, feeling groggy and disoriented.

No one can find out about the encounter she had last night with her Ken doll. (Not that anyone would believe her if she were to tell them!) Still, she certainly wants to keep Ken's access to the real world secret from her father, because his company's policy is to put the dolls in boxes and send them back to Barbieland once and for all.

''Her Ken doll'' sounds wrong. It sounds wrong because Ken had looked like more than just a pretty object. The previous night, she realises, she met a real man, with real feelings and real desires (as oblivious he had looked). She almost makes herself blush thinking about their small make-out session. Y/n can't deny just how attracted she's to Ken, he's meant to be perfect lookin' after all. But his character had managed to shine through as well, energetic and enthusiastic, but also emotional and in need of constant reassurance. "If that doesn't make him real, I don't know what does."

"Does that all mean that I want to see him again? He's probably not coming back, I literally kicked him out like a dog..."

These are some of the thoughts that preoccupy her mind as she's showering, having breakfast and as she's getting ready. What pulls her out of it, is in fact, Ken.

As soon as she opens the door of her apartment y/n steps on something and looking down she spots...her old Ken doll, the one she accidentally put in her backpack yesterday (also the one she still has to repay for years of ignorance, the one that kissed her with a need and held her with a desperation that made her knees all wobbly). However, right now he isn't a six foot tall man, but a plastic toy y/n is once more putting in her backpack.

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Ken's pov:

Ken wakes up to the sound of someone calling his name. To his distaste, that someone is not sweet y/n but Barbie. He has to get up for another "perfect" day at the beach.

It takes great effort to go through his everyday tasks (greeting Barbie, smiling at Barbie, complimenting Barbie), especially when the only thing he can focus on is the memory of the moments he shared with y/n. He thinks of consulting Weird Barbie, but he changes his mind as quickly as he made it up.

Throughout his day, Ken is trying to only think about how y/n's plush lips fitted perfectly, locked flawlessly against his own, about her fiery gaze, a gaze that was directed to him (maybe even caused by him). At the same time, he's doing everything within his power to keep out of his mind the dryness of her last words. She had asked him to leave. Did that mean that y/n didn't want him as a boyfriend?

Something is changing inside him, he can feel it. He wants to meet y/n again, prove her he's worthy of her attention. She had made him sweat just with her closeness, she had made him shiver merely by using her hands (small, delicate hands in comparison to his big, manly ones) and she had also made him gasp when she had deepened their kisses.

Ken is determined to return the favour, though he's not entirely sure how. He's feeling the primal need to hear her repeat his name over and over, while... what?

Ken's shorts continue to bother him all the while he's making these thoughts. And so they were bothering him last night.

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Both y/n's and Ken's day goes on and on, seemingly endless. They're both feeling an intense sense of restlessness. The Barbies are often catching Ken zoning out with a starstruck expression clouding his blue gaze, while y/n's mind is constantly putting together the dirtiest of fantasies instead of paying any attention to her classes.

But there's also an underlying question they both try to push away. Can this happen again? Can Ken just wake up in the real world like it's no big deal? And even if it does happen tonight, what are they to do?

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Y/n's pov:

Y/n returns to her apartment at 22:30. She's exhausted, but has to admit her first day as a university student wasn't that bad. Y/n met a group of three other first-years that seemed like nice company. They had actually just had a group study session at the library.

As soon as she locks the door behind her, y/n opens her backpack, taking out Ken and gently placing him on her small couch. She then proceeds to have a hot, refreshing shower before ordering pizza or something for dinner (her mom would be rather disappointed).

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Ken's pov:

"Good evening Barbie!" he calls for the seventeenth time (that's how many Barbie dolls y/n is in possession of).

Ken is finally free of all his duties. He can't help but let out a giggle at the thought of meeting y/n again. But when the giggle leaves his mouth, he isn't smiling. He can't be sure whether y/n liked men that giggled. He craved for this adorable, sweet human to see him as a man, the way she probably saw the men he noticed on some of the posters that were decorating her bedroom.

With a great deal of effort and patience, Ken was able to fall asleep, while wishing with every fiber of his being he would wake up somewhere close to his dear, fingers crossed.

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"Ken...Ken hun, wake up"

"Hmm, y/n..." The way he pronounced her name in his half asleep and half awake state, caused one of y/n's giggles to surface. Of course Ken fully wakes up at the sound of such a clear, angelic sound.

"It's good to see you beautiful" he tells her in a too casual short of way, in order to mask his uncontainable joy (and pride) that he made it back to her.

Y/n's eyes widen momentarily, making Ken feel suddenly self conscious about his behaviour.

Ken then yawns, a satisfied grin spreading on his face as he's standing up from the couch, looking down at y/n. Y/h has just come out of the shower and she's currently wearing nothing but an oversized tee and a pair of comfy panties with a matching bra hidden underneath.

"So you're not angry at me?!"

"What-

why would I ever be angry at you, y/n?"

He definitely isn't the epitome of intelligence.

"You wanna sit?", she asks motioning to the couch. And so they sit in awkward silence.

Ken has never felt so nervous in his entire existence. Before going to sleep, he had come up with the perfect plan so that y/n would let him stay with her instead of tossing him out again. He was supposed to ask her to have a pyjama party with him, but now that they're sitting next to each other, arms and calves touching, the only thing he can focus on is his sweaty palms.

"You're really handsome you know", y/n mutters and she immediately regrets it, blushing.

On the other hand, Ken, who had never been called "handsome" before, physically feels his chest swelling up with pride.

"Yeah, I get that a lot." (yesyesyes she thinks he's handsome)

"Of course you do...

I just wanted to say, about last night, I can't stop thinking about it Ken, and I can't stop thinking about you either. I know that in the past I failed to treat you... in a decent enough way?? but I want to try again."

For a while Ken doesn't speak, not because he didn't like what he heard, but because he's taking it all in. He is in awe that y/n deems him important enough to have a place in her mind for him -hopefully in her heart as well- (Ken is very sentimental about that stuff).

"I had never done anything like last night before, y/n. That doesn't mean it was bad! It felt...good actually... and- and I've been thinking..."

That must be the hardest thing Ken has ever done. But the sincere and kind way y/n is looking at him gives him strength to continue.

"...now that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we should have a sleepover."

"We are what?!"

"I thought we-"

Ken can't go on as he's once again aware of the heavy weight settling in his chest, making him cast his gaze downward, but y/n, remembering the way things work back in Barbieland, understands the meaning behind Ken's words.

"I didn't mean for it to sound like that sweetheart. I guess, I can't believe it, that's all. I just am too excited to be your girlfriend!"

And she's speaking the truth. She just has to explain, or better, show Ken, how girlfriends and boyfriends' sleepovers work in the real world.

She reaches for his hand, giving it a squeeze and their eyes meet. Ken is wearing the biggest, most smug and boyish smile, making y/n smile too in return.

Ken is very pleased with the way things have worked out so far. Y/n is *his girlfriend*. Y/n is *his human* and that makes him the luckiest Ken ever created.

"So, are we gonna have that sleepover?"

"Sure! It starts now!", y/n says with a genuine excitement that makes her y/e/c eyes sparkle. At that moment she forgets about ordering dinner, about the consequences of her actions, Mattel and her father. She's determined to spend the night with her new special boyfriend, no questions asked.

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And so they spend a good two hours talking about anything and everything. While y/n is showering Ken with questions about Barbieland and her favourite childhood companions, the Barbies (Ken has no problem answering, he loves how y/n seems to hang on every word he says), the blonde man also has some questions for his human. (he has to know; does she like the beach?)

But, as their silly conversation goes on, Ken (and y/n, she's just hiding it better) finds himself staring at her lips. This time, they're glossy (she had applied lip balm after her shower). His mouth is practically watering and his chest is beginning to heave.

"Ken are you okay sweetheart?" y/n asks him in her most innocent voice, placing a hand on his (thick) thigh and she swears she felt the muscles there tensing involuntarily under her palm.

"Can you-

can we do it again?"

"Honey, please be more specific", she almost feels bad, teasing him like that (and he has seen nothing yet).

"Sorry y/n (he does get butterflies from all these petnames). I meant, like yesterday."

He places a hand on her arm, gripping it slightly. Y/n is smiling at herself, he's so eager.

"You remember yesterday? We kissed, but...like a lot...Let's do it again."

His voice while uttering the last sentence sounded grave but Ken is needy, too needy to hide the impatience in his eyes.

Without another word, y/n's hands search for and find a place at Ken's platinum blonde hair and then she places herself on his lap, before he even manages to register what is happening. Out of reflex, his own hands are on her waist in no time, so as to prevent her from losing her balance.

Tonight, the kisses that they share are rougher, lips getting swollen and reddish fast.

In a moment of bravery from Ken's side, he fights for dominance with his tongue, wins it, causing y/n to moan in his mouth. The vibration of her trembling moan travels all the way to his core, resulting in him to shiver.

Soon after that, y/n breaks the kiss, desperate for oxygen. Ken whines pathetically at the loss of contact. He looks so hot like this. His bare chest is covered in sweat, his expression is almost adorable as he tries to slow down his breathing, cheeks flushed and hair sticking to his forehead.

When y/n leans in for a second round, she's hungry, tasting Ken again and again, until she notices he has begun to shift beneath her, in a very uncomfortable short of way. His breaths have also become more shallow and quick.

Concluding Ken has zero knowledge regarding the human body is easy for y/n, but that doesn't stop her from taking off her t-shirt, throwing it behind the sofa. Ken's blush deepens but he's unable to take his gaze off y/n's full breasts, roundness enhanced by the bra she has on. His hands are roaming her back, nails emitting shudders and mewls out of her.

Y/n on top of him, glistering with sweat and holding on to him by flatting her palms on his chest (she can feel his heartbeat beneath her fingertips), so small in his arms, so light, makes him whimper with need and buck his hips against her, well, core.

He groans loudly.

How is it possible? Ken looks so irritated and troubled because of his growing erection.

Can this mean he never had one before, while living in Barbieland?

Y/n attempts to readjust her position on his lap, but the firm grip on her hips is preventing her from moving. Ken looks deeply into her eyes, pupils blown.

"Y/n...wait...just wait a min-

a- ah, something is happening to me."

Now he's a panting mess, wearing a concerned expression, that quickly turns into embarrassment when y/n explains to him that it's all normal and no, nothing is wrong with him.

"But why is IT growing and it hurts too!!", the whines that escape his mouth are only making y/n wetter by the minute.

She cups his face in both hands, calming him down, before helping him out of his flannel. Y/n then gets off him, planting her knees in the carpet in front of the couch. Ken immediately averts his gaze away from her, preferring to look at the ceiling.

"Ken, please lift your hips for me" Ken is hesitant, hesitant to be seen completely naked in front of y/n, but he trusts her.

Y/n manages to get him out of his beach shorts and underwear, his already too hard cock springing free, accompanied by a breathy moan coming from Ken.

Y/n almost gasps at the sight of it. He's a doll, he's literally perfect, even his member. To be honest, y/n had never given a blowjob in her life, but she had collected enough information on how to do it and right now she wants nothing more than to please Ken.

"Y/n, love, what is happening...mmfff"

Ken moans as his beloved girlfriend starts to kitten lick his tip, dripping with precum. His face is as red as a tomato and he's doing his best at trying to hide it behind the cushions.

Y/n steals glimpses of him through her lasses as she raps her soft lips around his thickness, holding the base of his now throbbing cock with one hand. Ken's head is laying on the back of the sofa, his Adam's apple visible, bobbing up and down with each sound that leaves his mouth.

Ken almost cries at the feeling, bringing a hand to muffle a series of moans he really isn't proud of. But he can't help it, he's too overwhelmed by the sensation of y/n's tongue swirling around his tip and then massaging his balls with her hand.

And when y/n finally stops teasing him, only to start bobbing her head up and down, Ken audibly gulps before fisting a handful of her hair.

She monetarily takes him out of her mouth with a loud pop. She's now caressing his thighs, throwing praises his way, in hopes he'll stop acting so shameful.

"Babe the sounds you make are driving me insane. You are so big, you are being so good Ken." At the sound of all those praises his dick gets impossibly harder, twitching with want. Y/n is entranced by the way his tip's color has darkened and it's literally pulsating.

Ken's hips have also started trembling, indicating he's super close. Y/n decides to use her tongue on him for a little longer, satisfied when she notices his white knuckles and protruding veins as he's gripping the cushions around him for dear life.

But when she feels him about to explode, he takes him in her hand, giving him a few pumps. Ken is soon whimpering and squirming under her touch, calling her name over and over like a prayer. He comes hard all over y/n's hand and his stomach.

When sure that he's emptied, y/n kisses his knee, then the insides of his thighs, all the way up to his neck and lips. Ken accepts the kiss, melting into y/n's warmth like always. He's still panting when he gives her the heartiest embrace, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair and whispering"I love you" so quietly y/n barely hears it.

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After y/n takes the time to explain to Ken some basic human biology stuff, she brings a wet towel from the bathroom, cleaning the mess they made. Ken is looking at her with a newfound adoration and he's thanking her for making him feel so good 'till they fall asleep at her bed, together, cuddled up.

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notes~~

So, this was part 2 of my Ken fic! Definitely more spicy than the first part. I decided to make this into a four part story. It's not meant to be perfect, but I'm trying to make it somehow cohesive or idk, readable. Also, I did think this was going to turn out just a straightforward smut, but I'm ending up adding some feeling to it too. Do check part 1 if you haven't already!

Byeeee 😊

Tags; @notleclerc

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I want him to finish on my face 🌚

Till my jaw locks ❤️❤️❤️

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Ken's NSFW Alphabet

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Reader/

A/N: You know what? I ALWAYS wanted to make one of these... I literally have no excuse for it I just need him carnally ok pls don't judge me NSFW Alphabet originally found here.

Warnings: this Ken has genitals lol, top!Ken, lots of sex talk, no images just text, very explicit!

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

I think Ken would be a very caring lover, making sure you had everything you needed and that includes aftercare! He would draw a trail of kisses down your body to your legs, massaging them while asking if you're ok, then would take you in his arms and keep you there for all the time you needed. Ken would even clean you up if necessary, joining you in a nice shower, combing your hair... Yeah, he's the KING of aftercare!

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think Ken really like his arms, they're amazing to show off his muscles and strength and even better for carrying you around!

And his favorite part about you is definitely your beautiful face! But most especially, your lips. Ken loves when you kiss him all over his body, it never fails to make him shiver.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically...)

Well, because he's a doll, I don't believe there would be a risk of diseases or pregnancy (particularly if you live in Barbieland/are a doll as well) so… yeah he would cum inside you pretty much every time. The feeling of you around him while he cums is intoxicating enough, but he would make exceptions for when you asked him to cum over your face… that vision was also fantastic.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ken has a very big fantasy of fucking you while he wears his mink, or seeing you suck him off while he wears it… anyway, he wants to wear the mink!! But he feels a little silly about it…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Before you, I don't think he had any experience, really. He knew about sex from the media he consumed (he even read a few books on it, out of curiosity) but sex was not really a priority especially in Barbieland. That is until he visited the Real World and you showed up...

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

Cowgirl/boy. Ken loves to have you on top, seeing you bounce on top of him while he grabs your waist is SUCH a turn-on. And that way you also could control the pace... yeah, he adores it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

It depends... are you making love after a whole day spent together? Yeah, he could be goofy, wanting to see you laugh at every opportunity he can. But are you fucking after spending the day apart, needy and desperate? No time for joking around.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a doll so I'm pretty sure he's just shaved down there... nothing really to be worried about!

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

Ken is so needy... so needy he would embrace you during the whole thing if he could. He's the type of guy who says "I love you" during sex, and he's ok with it! As long as you say it back... and you always say it back.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Masturbating was not really a thing dolls did, but he would do it occasionally out of curiosity. And after you came around, he couldn't help himself a few times... humping a pillow before sleep and dreaming about your body. Yeah, he masturbated quite a lot then, thinking about you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

PRAISE KINK this one's obvious… the guy could nut only from being praised if you took the time to do it. If you praise him during sex while looking him in the eyes, oh… his cock immediately twitches in anticipation. It's adorable, actually.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Because he's very jealous and protective of you, he only does it inside of your house (or his mojo dojo casa house) somewhere no one can see you, so yeah… not very adventurous in that aspect.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Besides the praise, just... being your boyfriend. Matching clothes with you, holding your hand... kissing you immediately turns him on, and being called names like "baby", "love", "blondie" makes him go wild. He just loves the attention and of course, loves when you're turned on as well.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I don't think Ken would enjoy rougher sex... don't get me wrong, he can definitely pick up a fast pace from time to time, but... ROUGH as in, slapping you, calling you names... nuh-uh, he don't likey. He hates the possibility of hurting you in any way.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Ken honestly doesn't have a preference. He loooves eating you out/sucking you off and the praise that comes with it, making sure you finish so he can taste you. But oh, there's something just as endearing in the wet sounds you make while sucking him, the feeling of your lips tightly around his dick... oof! He loves both ways!

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

At the very first time you had sex I think Ken would be slow and not really in rhythm, so overwhelmed by the sensation of being with you… So you'd have to take control and guide him. He would eventually get the hang of it, and the more confident he became, the faster he went. So yeah, when he's feeling sentimental he goes slow, taking his time with you. But if he's feeling confident, he likes to show off and fuck you raw.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He's pretty neutral about quickies, I mean... Ken likes taking his sweet time with you, but if you're both feeling naughty and there's not really much time, he would definitely go for it!

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Hmm, I would say he's not really into taking risks. Ken probably waits for you to suggest something before he suggests it himself. He doesn't want to scare you off or anything like that.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

Baby, he's a DOLL... He can go as many times as you desire! LOL But oh, on the first few times you had sex, he didn't last very long... he was too overwhelmed but soon he felt better! Now he lasts a reaaally long time.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Not sure if there are sex toys in Barbieland, but if yes, sure! He would definitely have a vibrator to use on you. Anything that helps you cum is a treasured tool for him, because getting you to cum is his top priority during sex!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Besides lasting for an absurd amount of time, he loooves to tease as well. Kissing and softly biting on your skin before slowly going down on you, looking up at you with puppy eyes while humming and moving his tongue around your sex... yeah, he's a tease.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Fuck, Ken's loud. He learned to tone it down a bit by muffling his sounds with his hand, but he continues to be a loud moaner. He whines and groans a lot, too... calling your name while being super vocal. "Oh, my... yes. Yes, (Y/N). Please don't stop, ah..."

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Ken still gets emotional every time you make love, holding your face while kissing you deeply, your bodies moving in tandem feeling so good he could cry. He probably did cry the first time, but now he holds back trying to not seem too sappy.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants.)

I MEAN... hear me out. I think he's pretty damn hot, like... maybe around 7 inches? And like, girthy as well LOL He's a dooooll he has to have a pretty perfect dick, right??? (don't look at me)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Again, not really high before you came around. Now he thinks about sex all the time, looking for excuses to be alone with you and get his hands all over your body. 

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Ken would make sure you were fine (and had finished), do some aftercare if needed and then he would fall asleep rather quickly, rolling over into a little spoon so you could hold him. In your arms, he feels safe and sound.

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Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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my husband <333

Repost rn.

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any tom riddle <3

Y'all always fighting over who's hotter

💖Christian Coulson Tom Riddle 😍

Or 👀 Frank Dillane Tom Riddle 😱

But all u bitches sleeping on Lego Tom Riddle ✨✨😩😩😩👌✨✨

That smirk... That damn smirk....

Love u lego Tom, don't let em tell you nothing 💋😚😚🥰😩😩

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uhhh why is he kinda...

anyway yea i’ll probably start writing for doctor strange alongside tommy boy <3

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I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART

i haven't posted in a while but here's tom & milo sleepin together :3

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SHE LOOKS SO GOOD THERE

WANDAS VILLAIN ARC IS FINALLY HAPPENING

WE LOVE TO SEE IT

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𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 - 𝚃𝚘𝚖 𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎

Summary: Reader and Tom pleasure themselves over a phone call

Disclaimers: masturbation, dirty talk, kinky, long distance relationship

Tom is so fucking hot im actually gonna die 

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“are you touching yourself?” tom murmured into the phone, palming himself through his trousers. “merlin, you’ve gotten me so hard.” 

on the other side of the call, you bit your lip and slid your hand into your panties. a quiet moan escaped your lips. meanwhile, tom had hastily taken off his belt and slipped his free hand in his pants. “what are you thinking about?” you asked quietly, gasping out in surprise as you put a second finger in.

“all the things i want to do to you, little dove.” tom answered. “fuck.” you heard him let out a guttural groan. more arousal pooled in your stomach and tom’s whimpers made you speed up the pace. you could hear the rapid shuffling sound of tom’s trousers and it caused a red tint to crawl up your cheeks, grateful that he couldn’t see you right now. “I-oh my god-” his voice sounded muffled and desperate and you could tell he was close, hell, you were too. cheeks red and face slightly sweat stained while you made way for your orgasm. 

“my pretty little slut.” you heard tom murmur. he was too nearing his orgasm and his desperation to cum was becoming unbearable. “im sure you look ravishing right now. coming all undone just to my voice.” he muttered seductively, voice cracking at the end. 

“mmmf. i’m gonna cum, tom.” you whined. part of you hoped he was close too, knowing that he would love it if you both finished at the same time, seeing as your hand was starting to ache. 

“good girl. i’m really close-” you both cried out as you came, your eyebrows raising upward in surprise while your eyes widened, mouth hanging agape while a few choked out moans escaped. tom’s held fell back, continuing to stroke himself and muttering your name while he rode out his orgasm.

𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜!

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For Reality Shifters

I find it enjoyable to make aesthetic for myself and my comfort character. :)

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I’m still tryna shift for him

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𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓝𝓢𝓕𝓦 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 🌸

~ 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 

~ 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥𝙚𝙩, 𝙨𝙡𝙪𝙩, 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙮'𝙨 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙣𝙩, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚

~ 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

~ 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜

~ 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔

~ 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕, 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚐𝚘

~ 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔

~ 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞

~ 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚙

~ 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖

~ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎

~ "𝚘𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝."

~ “𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕.“

~ 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔

~ 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔

~ 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚝

~ 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍

~ 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

~ 𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖

~ "𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜? 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎."

~ "𝚘𝚑 𝚝-𝚝𝚘𝚖, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙."

~ 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞

~ 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖

[ammesaep]

ummmm yeahhh :)

i want to make a fanart for this so badly but i dont know how to draw digitally

Summary: just tommy boy jerking it

disclaimers: masturbating, dirty talk

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Tom stroked himself rapidly, a grin forming on his sweaty face. His trousers were barely off due to the immediate desperation of needing to touch himself. Right now his mind was filled with thoughts of you. 

“Oh, Christ.” He moaned, his state of bliss overwhelming him. What he wouldn’t give to bend you over his bed and fuck you till you were begging him to stop, till you couldn’t take it anymore. “Such a good little whore. Taking all of my cock.”

Tom pleasured himself to the thought of you more times than he would like to admit, but merlin, you just made him feel so goddamn good. Sometimes he wished you would walk in on him doing it, just to see you so flustered. It made him so aroused. He whimpered as he hit a good spot, causing his hips to jerk up and his eyes to flutter, and after taking a second to recover from that moment he continued. 

He was getting close as his moans left his mouth more often. “Oh Y/N. Fuck, darling.” His cock was twitching in his hand, but instead imagining that it was your hand that was making him feel so glorious. “Merlin, you’re being so good for me.” He groaned. He was at his edge. 

“Cum on my cock, angel. Cum on daddy’s cock like a good girl.” He choked out as he came, it spurting out and running down his cock and then fingers. It felt so good he couldn’t even speak, just clench his cock with a still trembling hand as his orgasm finished. 

[ammesaep]

𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙀𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 - 𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚

Summary: Reader sees Tom in the Mirror of Erised and realizes their feelings towards him are true.

Disclaimers: Tom being kind of sweet?

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Harry had told you about this mirror years ago and you had never tried to find it until now, not that you didn’t believe him of course. But it stood in front of you now, and you were sure its golden frame would be glistening if it hadn’t been collecting dust for many years. You set down the invisibility cloak that Harry had very reluctantly let you borrow despite the fact you had known each other since your first ride of the train. 

You stepped in front of the mirror and examined it, placing your hands on the sides. It was cold and you drew your hands away almost immediately wiping them on your robes. Then you looked at yourself in the mirror, waiting. You weren’t even sure what you desired the most. Money? Power? No, it can’t be that. You shook your head of all those overwhelming thoughts and glanced at yourself again. After a few moments a figure stepped up behind you in the mirror. Your eyes traveled to look behind you but you knew it was only in the mirror. It was a silhouette of what looked like a man, a very noticable difference in height compared to you and you noted that he looked like he was wearing...Hogwarts robes? Your breath hitched in apprehension. The shadow he was covered in was slowly fading. It was-

A brown haired 6th year you only recognized as Tom Riddle. Your mouth dropped, and in the mirror, he started to smirk. His hand raised to place itself on your right shoulder and you felt his touch. It felt so real. It was all too shocking for you to even say something. You felt that you should be getting uncomfortable under his nonstop gaze but...you weren’t. Maybe you liked it. Maybe...you liked him.

[ammesaep]

𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖 - 𝕋𝕠𝕞 ℝ𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥

Summary: Tom gets excited during a shoulder massage, ends with Sub!Tom smut.

Disclaimers: smut, oral (male recieving), sub! tom, dirty talk, mommy kink, praising, boners, whiny tom, dom reader, tom finishes on readers face

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“My shoulders hurt.” Tom announced to you one afternoon. You browsed over him and his eyes looked tired, and he had a miserable expression. He was gently rubbing his shoulders to somewhat ease the pain and his eyes flicked back and forth from yours to the floor nervously. It was a sorry sight.

“Would you like me to rub your shoulders?” You smiled and sat up from your bed and patted the spot next to you. Tom looked as though he was hoping you to say that, and deep down, he was. He longed for your soft touch all the time but he would never directly ask you for it. 

You began rubbing his shoulders, pressing down and making small circles with your fingers and clenching his skin while gently moving your hand in and out. Tom sighed in comfort and closed his eyes, slightly smiling. He was distracted by the use of your hands that he didn’t even realize the tent forming in his pants. 

“Oh.” You said lowly, looking down at Tom’s very visible erection. He opened his eyes immediately from the gasp that you had made. He stood up straight away  and went so very red and started stammering an explanation. 

“-Oh my, Y/N, I’m so sorry. I didn’t-..I just-..You were just making me feel so wonderful with your hands and I-” Tom stopped and went even redder, realizing that the last comment had sounded extremely sexual. A sneaky smile had already formed on your face and you eyed his boner.

“Don’t be embarrassed. I’ll help you.” You said.

“What?” Tom had begun to feel extremely submissive to you. 

“You heard me. I said I’ll make you cum. Sit down.” You ordered. Tom obeyed and looked at you, silently begging for you to fuck him already. You got on your knees and inched between his legs. Tom was in desperate need for you to touch him and he didn’t take his eyes of you as you unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his boxers just enough to let his cock spring free.

“Please put it in your mouth.” He whimpered. 

“That is not how you beg.” You retorted angrily. 

He looked almost offended for a second but then relaxed again. “Please suck my cock, mommy, I need it so bad.” Tom whined. 

“Mm, good boy.” You lightly kissed his tip with made him shiver with delight before taking in half of him. He groaned loudly. 

“F-Fuck, oh you’re so good with your tongue.” He moaned and you made a muffled noise in response. His hand trailed through your hair clenching when he hit spots in your throat that made him feel heavenly. He muttered dirty things under his breath and made unholy noises that made you tingle but you had a dominant reputation to uphold, for now.

You pulled off of him and he whined in displeasure. “Mommy.” He said angrily. 

“Don’t you take that attitude with me.” 

“I’m sorry, you were just making me feel so good. And...I didn’t...come yet.” He looked visibly embarrassed by that fact. You smirked. 

“Oh darling.” You started to stroke him and he quietly moaned. He was covered in your saliva and twitching in your hand. “Where does my little slut want to come?”

He was mesmerized by your stroking but choked out a soft whimper “On mommys face.”

“Oh is that right? You wanna make a mess on my face?” You started to stroke him faster and he gritted his teeth. “Answer me, slut.”

“Fuck, yes. I wanna come please. You-mmmm-would look so beautiful covered in me, please don’t stop.” Tom said this all very fast, moaning and groaning all the while. 

“Are you close?” 

He nodded very fast. 

“Stand up, dear.” You ordered, and he did. “Now I’m gonna keep jerking you off until you come, and I want you to beg me to let you come. And when you do, you put all of it on my face like a good boy. Every single drop. Understood?” 

He understood all right. He was so fucking close, almost there. “Mommy, I-I’m close. Don’t stop please. I wanna come so bad, I’ve wanted this for so long-ah-yes-”

You were stroking him as fast as you could and he had his head tilted back and eyes closed.

As he came, you opened your mouth and let his cum fall on your tongue, and all over your face and you were surprised on how much there was. Tom was a moaning mess, loving the sight in front of him.

“Oh-yes-YES. You look so pretty, mommy, mmm.” he hissed as he finished and he replaced your hand with his around his cock and rubbed himself a last few times before he went limp. “I am going to remember this moment forever.” He said happily. He was covered in sweat and looking more exhuasted than when he started. He sank back into the bed, breathing heavily.

“You really are good with your hands.”

[ammesaep]

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