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I like guys that are pretty like girls …

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mello x reader

cw: smut no plot , gun kink , oral (male receiving) , praise , pet names , throat fucking , slapping , kinda toxic

wc: 1020 , not proofread please correct any mistakes!

you were sat flat on your knees, squeezed tightly between mello and the hard bathroom wall. mello's fingers were tightly entangled in your hair, his fingertips gripping anti your head strongly. he was holding your head in place as he stood tall over you. suddenly, he pushed your head back so it banged against the back of the wall roughly. your head wasn't far from it in the first place, so it doesn't hard enough to cause any real damage. yet it still made you wince through your teeth. he head your head in an uncomfortable position, tilting it up to make you look at him. the feeling of confinement was overwhelming, leaving you vulnerable under him.

you consciously acknowledged that you liked this feeling of helplessness. your gaze was fixated on his hand following his strategic movements, watching as he took the gun out of his holster and set it on the counter. he then tightened his fingers around your hair, causing you to bite your lip instinctively in response. the stinging sensation was both painful and pleasurable, what people say as 'hurts so good.' the unexpected mixture of both sensations left you exhilarated.

he was rock hard through his leather pants, it almost poking you in the face at your closeness. you smiled widely as you saw him unbuckling his belt with one hand, the sound of it falling to the ground was like music to your ears. he grunted as he pulled his tight pants down to the middle of his thighs, ripping his cock out of his boxers. it immediately sprung into your face, his burning red tip leaking pre-cum. you couldn't help but let out a satisfied laugh at seeing how hard he was.

he whispered at you to shut up under his breath. without warning, he yanked his right hand free from your hair and delivered a stinging slap across your face. your head forcefully turned to the side, making you gasp surprisingly. yet, the smile was still glued to your face. this only made you more eager to please him as you squeezed your legs together.

he let out a boisterous, cackling laugh that filled the room at your clear sign of pleasure. "you like that, huh?" he taunted you, his voice still booking with amusement. as his laughter began to subside, he shrugged and gently put his hand to the side of your face. he rubbed the area where he has previously slapped you.

"open." he spoke demandingly and assertive as he pushed his thumb on your cheek to forcefully open your jaw before you could even comply willingly. despite the force and dominance of his gesture, your body simply accepted it, making no means to keep your jaw shut.

he instantly shoved his dick far down the back of your throat which caused you to reflexively gag. he froze in place there for a couple seconds, his right hand grabbing your head to keep it in place.

“relax..” he spoke to you in a low, hushed tone. with his left hand, he reached out and grabbed the gun that was lying on the counter. he brung it down to press it firmly against the side of your head. the cold metal of the weapon made it feel like your skin was on fire, your pores suddenly sweating.

you muffled out a whimper as you heard the click of the safety turning off. his hips promptly took action, thrusting into your mouth with no time to waste. you tried to relax your throat since he showed no signs of stopping or letting you cool off.

his balls slapped against your chin and he groaned loudly, taking his right hand out of your hair and slapping it against the wall. without his hand holding you in place, your head lightly hit the wall with each thrust. you were bound to get a headache after this.

all you could think about was if the gun was loaded or not. your mind was hyper-focused on the firearm that was pressed against your temple. it’s as if he would read your mind, and he pushed the gun down harder on your head.

he was making all sorts of noises, with strings of cuss words slipping off of his tongue with ease, your name in there a few times. he never could keep his mouth shut, constantly talking and usually saying something sort of demeaning. you were slightly the opposite, usually quiet especially in intimate situations like these. you couldn’t talk if you wanted to right now, anyways.

“ffffuck… you feel so good, bunny. doing so good for me. just relax.” he rambled out, praising you as usual during times like these. it turned you on so bad, and you couldn’t help but grind onto your foot for pleasure.

you felt his dick twitching in your mouth, as his thrusts started to get uneven and he got progressively louder. before you could even fully expect it he came down your throat quickly with heavy breaths.

he sat there with his cock fully emerged in your throat again for a few seconds, almost a minute. a mixture of your spit and his cum pooled out of your mouth and he finally pulled out. his hand immediately went to your chin to keep your jaw closed.

he withdrew the gun from your head and placed it back onto the counter with a distinct thump. then, in a swift movement he leaned down towards you, his grip on your jaw tightened as he tilted your head even more upward than it already was. you were now face to face with him, and he opened his mouth to speak. “swallow.”

you kept eye-contact with him as your throat constricted and swallowed down the substance. he smirked slyly, releasing your jaw and quickly moving back as your mouth opened and you immediately began to cough. the act almost seemed like it amused him. he pulled his leather pants back up to his hips, putting his belt back on and his gun in its holster as you grinned at him.

yeah this isn’t gonna get any likes but who cares i just watched death note like a week ago and mello is my new obsession, felt cute might delete later - trisha paytas

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thinking abt hate sex w sub!jinx

your guys relationship was nothing but toxic. constantly on and off, arguing about anything under the sun. being in a relationship with her would be, hard, to say the least. she’d constantly provoke you and start arguments. you weren’t perfectly innocent either, admittedly starting arguments for your own benefit and being way too rude when angry. you two were both hot heads, a match made in hell!

her impulsivity led to your anger, which led to arguments, which fortunately led to a wonderful thing called hate sex. you had such a drive to never be wrong and always prove your point, and that gave you a constant nagging feeling to put her in her place. and you did exactly that.

you two had another argument regarding her safety. she had went out into piltover again just causing mayhem. the argument got you so heated but unlike usual, jinx wasn’t mad. she was just laughing and not taking you seriously at all. which ended up ‘face down, ass up’ on your guys’ shared bed. she was throwing insult after insult at you, yet moaning so loudly she could barely speak. you were the one laughing now, your strap slamming into her cunt from behind.

“fu- mghhh.. f-ffuck you!” she managed to squeeze a few ‘nother words out of her mouth, the pleasure intensifying making it hard for her to say anything but incoherent noises.

you cackled at her attempts to insult you loudly, “yeah, fuck you too..” you spoke ecstatically. your hand released from the back of her head, which was pushing the side of her face into the pillow. you grabbed onto her double braids using them like ‘handlebars’ as one would say, and leaned back so her face and upper body would lift off the mattress. she yelped at the feeling of you yanking her hair.

she knew that she was about to reach her climax, and so did you. every time she was close she wouldn’t tell you, but she would start moaning louder and would look for anything to grip onto. her entire body shook as she came and you helped her ride out her high, slowing down and pulling out once she was done.

before she could even say anything snarky, you suddenly flipped her on her back and slammed into her again. you felt like you deserved to get off, too. and this was your chosen method.

not proofread i wrote this in like less than 30 mins.. anyways hi sorry i’ve been mia for like 6 months but now i have this for u all! is the arcane fandom still alive anyways i hope u all like bye

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joel coming from a long day of patrol so i need to worship him, his calloused hands, his scruffy beard, his salt and pepper chest, his tummy… and his cock.

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⌕ death note - l lawliet.

like or reblog if you save/use.

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I don’t think I can cum vaginally 😭 I always need clitoral stimulation

why do you think straight women complain about never finishing😭

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✮ thinkin’ of helping pitfighter!vi after a loss.

cw. — (men + minors dni!) afab!reader, lowkey pwp, public sex, mirror sex, free use? kinda, hair pulling, light degradation, creampie, butchcock ˆᵕˆ use of “pretty thing”, “gorgeous”, & “baby”, vi is going through it but she’s still a lover at heart yk

“aah! mmgh— fuckfuck! oh my g-god, viii!”

you’re shameless, moaning her name like you’ve known it more than half an hour. given, you’re being stretched out so good you can barely focus your vision and she’s hitting angles you weren’t even aware existed… how could you not?

“you’resso loud,” vi slurs her hushed words due to the fading alcohol in her system. “whole damn club’s gonna hear.”

anything she says is going in one ear and directly out the other. the swell of her dick inside you is immediately addicting. her rough, bandaged hands hold your hips tight, pulling you back to meet hers over and over with no escape. you’re holding onto the sides of this grimy bathroom sink like it's life or death, much more worried about staying standing than your volume. she’s big, and so fucking good, the drag of her heavy girth relentlessly pushing into you threatens to make you drool.

she lets out her own ragged grunts and moans as she commits to having every one of her thrusts knock the wind out of your lungs. she can’t control it. after such a horrible day, and a loss in the pit to top it off, there was you. so beautiful and sweet in the middle of this bustling nightclub, so eager to listen and take her mind off some things. then she gets you here and you’re so soft, pliant, taking everything she gives; she finally sinks herself into you, just the tip. vi’s been at heaven’s gates a couple times, but that feeling might’ve really been it. she couldn't wait more than a few seconds for you to adjust, plunging into you and chasing your warmth. now she can’t stop bullying her cock into you, forgetting the rage she’s been nursing listening to you fall apart for her.

“ffuck— aah ‘m sorry!” your words don’t come easy. you can literally feel her in your throat. “you- nggh, you’re so deep, vi!”

“you don’t even give a fuck, huh? wan’ people to hear? those friends you were with- haah, know you’re this much of a whore?”

a long whine leaves you at the name she uses, your thighs shaking a bit. along with your incessant moans, the obscenely wet sounds of your cunt sing beneath you, filling the dark bathroom. yet your voice, your response is the one thing she doesn’t hear, and she frowns at the realization that she doesn’t like being ignored.

vi snakes a hand up the expanse of your back, fisting it in your hair once she reaches your nape. she cranes the top half of your body up so you’re facing the mirror in front of you, and now you can also watch how deliciously she splits you open from behind. a sob catches in your throat at the image. the dim lighting above shrouds you both, luckily enough to highlight the sweaty, debauched faces you both made. “look at yourself, baby. so fuckin’ sloppy,” vi emphasizes her last word with a sharp thrust. it makes your eyes scrunch close, and without missing a beat her grip in your curls tightens. she pulls you up and back at attention, harshly. “look.”

staring at yourself, growing dumber and dumber by the second — god, it’s hot. some of her fighting makeup is smudged against your cheeks from aggressive kissing earlier. your mouth falls open repeatedly with the sounds she fucks out of you, lurching forward towards your reflection with each movement. you two make eye contact in the mirror, and she smiles deviously, leaning her strong body over you and bringing your faces side by side. she exhales a moan as you clench around her, your walls lovingly hugging each vein and groove of her length.

“such a pretty thing like you gettin’ dicked down by a stranger.” she coos next to your ear, highlighting the depravity of your situation. your pussy talks back for you, squelching from the vigor of vi’s fucking. the slaps of skin against skin start to reverberate louder as your wetness cascades down your thighs, sticking to both of you in a lewd mess. she just won’t let up, fuck, you’re getting close.

her piercing gaze meets your fucked out one and her eyes could roll back because you look good. so fuckin’ sexy taking her dick like this, like you were made just for this, for her. she isn’t even mad anymore. it’s selfish and strange because you’ve just met, but right now vi thinks she could have you bent over every surface she could find for the rest of time.

she leans back and continues using your hair as leverage to fuck into you as deep as she was. she tucks some stray hairs out of your pretty face, helping both of you see better. the hold she has in your hair starts to sting and yet it feels great, the searing pain balancing with the overwhelming pleasure you feel with each kiss to your cervix. her cockhead twitches inside you at the same time you feel that unmistakable pressure in your core. you're so full, almost too full, and you're delirious - would it be so bad to let her cum inside you? you whimper at the thought and she almost laughs, though she’s cut off by her own desperate moans.

"s-shit, baby, oh my..." vi trails off, thrusts losing power as she grows more sensitive approaching her high. "y'feel good, gorgeous? so- fuck, so fucking good, yeah?" trying to nod proved to be useless with her fingers entangled in your hair so tightly, and she wasn't accepting the lack of verbal answer, anyway.

"say yes." her demand is clear though her voice is hoarse with need. vi finds her drive again quickly, picking up her unabating pace. you cry out, gushing out against her as more of your slick is produced from her movements. "mhm, and look at yourself. watch how pretty you are cummin' all over me. gonna look so fuckin’ good-"

"yes! yesyes- mmph, so good. best i've ever had," you're babbling, loud. she's in awe of you, the crease of your brows, your pink, swollen lips catching every desperate plea that tumbles out your mouth, the way your eyes once again catch hers in the mirror as you continue to beg. "hah, i'm gonna cum! gonna cum for you, vi pleease."

"yeah, i know. cum on my dick, baby, c'mon." vi releases your hair to resume her hold on your hips, roughly prodding the flesh as she fucks you through it with the same force she'd consistently kept. your moans compete with the club's speakers, at this point. vi's breath hitches as she feels her own climax build once again, letting such cute whines slip past her lips behind you. fuck, you love it, you can't get enough—

"inside, ngh, please! cum inside, fill me up!" before your brain can properly connect to your mouth, you're begging for her to breed you, stuff you fuller than you already were. and to your delight, with the immediate spike in her speed and the dirty, filthy way she starts to moan alongside you, you were gonna get just that.

"fuck, what a slut. i'mma give it to you, all of it, baby. fuckfuck-"

as soon as you feel your coil burst, cumming over her and squeezing her tighter than she's ever felt, vi's cursing and trying not to double over on top of you as her dick spurts. you can feel that she cums a lot, the warmth coating every single inch of your walls. she feebly thrusts a few more times, just working you both through the aftershocks of cumming so hard before she starts to shiver from the overstimulation. still, she stays plugged inside you which you're thankful for, letting out a content hum to self soothe. vi softens her grip on your hips, kindly massaging the areas while you both take a breather. you roll your shoulders back, wincing a bit at the ache when you rise from your position.

the light above the mirror flickers, and your eyes flit up at it before seeing vi, her gaze softened with a satisfied grin peering back at you. a giggle escapes you, and you give her the same sweet, gentle smile you had before you both ended up here.

"you feel better?"

"so much better. you healed me, baby."

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"i wanna write" i say as i crawl into bed, turn on my lil shows and drift off into dreamland...once again throwing away more time i could have used...it's fine...winter break is soon...

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mean!caitlyn kiramman with a neck kissing obsession caitlyn kiramman with a neck kissing obsession caitlyn kiramman with a neck kissing obsession… ughmfmmfmmdmd

just moaning and grunting and blabbering words about how annoying you are… as she keeps biting and caressing your skin.

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mel medarda x female reader

cw: smut , dom!mel , sub!reader , pet names , praise, vibrator usage (??? how do i word this) , strap usage , edging like once but implied more , overstimulation , not proofread , very short i’m sorry

you're placed flat on her lap. legs on either side of her hips. you can feel her thick strap deep inside of you. you wanna move so desperately, but the feeling of the vibrator being held against your swollen clit by mel was clouding your mind.

her free hand is holding onto your hip, gripping and fondling the fat of it occasionally. when you squirm, or attempt to rut your hips against her own, she holds you in place.

the knot you know all too well starts to form in your lower stomach as she drags the vibrator up and down vertically on your cunt.

"fuckk— mel! please please please, i'm so close. please let me-" your begs get cut off with a whine slipping past your lips as you feel the vibrator drift away from your desperate clit.

she leans towards your collarbones and starts pressing sweet kisses across them, slowly moving up to you neck, then to your ear, and she stops.

her lips brush against your earlobe softly as she whispers, “you wanna cum, darling? how bad?”

“yes yes yes– real bad. wanna cum for you so bad, baby, please..” you beg her, not feeling even an inch of embarrassment, too caught up in the pleasure you’re so desperately chasing, although you probably will later.

you feel her thrust up into you slowly, and you close your eyes with a light gasp. you had somehow forgotten all about the large silicone cock stuffed inside of you, filling you up to the brim.

“don’t worry, my love. i’ll give you what you want.” she reassures you with a slight smirk playing on your lips, but you don’t register it. all you can think about is the shock of pleasure shooting up your body.

to make it even better, she turns the vibrator back on and places it on your clit. you let out a surprised yelp, raising your hips up to get more friction. she chuckles at your desperation.

she continues her thrusts up into you steadily, letting out low pants and small moans when the strap rubs against her throbbing clit with just the right amount of friction.

you find yourself inching closer to finishing faster than usual, result of how many times she denied your needs.

you unexpectedly cum without being able to warn her, and you grip onto her shoulders to steady yourself. after coming down from your high, you realize she hasn’t stopped thrusting into you, or moved the vibrator away from your clit. in fact, she’s going faster now, compared to the slow thrusts she was doing earlier.

the overstimulation sends your cunt into overdrive, and you dig your nails into her shoulders, almost drawing blood, as a couple stray tears roll down your cheeks.

“it‘s too much—“ you babble, blabbering about how you’re too sensitive. you remove one of your hands off her shoulders and place it on her lower stomach, pushing slightly.

“no. this is what you wanted, right? you’re not done until i say you’re done.” she pushes the vibrator harder on your clit, and suddenly thrusts up harshly into you.

there is NOT enough mel content on here.. so i took the opportunity of making some myself. also putting those slim pink line shits was unironically some of the hardest shit i’ve ever done omg (yes i know the pink doesn’t match the pic and it looks ugly I DIDNT HAVE THE ENERGY TO CHANGE IT)

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i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson.

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ellie williams is a rough girl. hardened by her experiences and lack of emotional rationality, and it aids her in most aspects of apocalyptic life. even the sex. especially the sex.

so when you were stuck with people who would not go the extra mile to please, too afraid of breaking you, there was always ellie williams.

“you got one more in ya,” she’d whisper into the shell of your ear before kissing it too, already parting your knees which are pleading to be shut, overwhelmed and high in ecstasy.

in the dark of her open room, you still see the rough edge of her hands and the tattoo adorning her forearm, the one that moves up and down as her fingers pump you, fast enough to draw a feverish temperature. the squelch of your tender and raw cunt is ellie’s mantra and will to continue. “yeah, fuck yeah, baby, listen to you… listen to her.”

the night is young, and ‘one more’ never means one more.

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⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ enikő, bisexual , she / her , i write for the last of us , arcane , yellowjackets , alice in borderland , the walking dead , death note, sally face, creepy pastas, etc. i write for men & women. requests are open !

master list (soon)

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caitlyn kiramman x female reader

cw: smut , dom!caitlyn , sub!reader , sucking on fingers , spit kink idk , voyeurism , degrading like once , not proofread so ignore any mistakes

a muffled gag comes out of your mouth when caitlyn reaches her long, slim fingers father down your throat and presses down on your tongue.

your hand quickly flew up to her wrist, slightly pulling it when she tries to reach down your throat further.

you're placed in between her spread thighs, on your knees. saliva inevitably seeps out of your sealed lips, running down your chin and spilling onto your neck. a smirk grows on her face when she sees it popping out of your mouth.

she'd been running her fingertips across your tongue and teeth for a while now, feeling every bump of your tastes buds and occasionally reaching far down enough to make you gag. her fingers were constantly exploring, but they suddenly stop.

she holds them there for a second. you look up at her with confused eyes.

"suck."

you immediately do as she says, hollowing your cheeks and sucking on her fingers. she smiles wide at the sensation, bringing her other hand down to your cheek and running her thumb up and down your cheekbones.

the sweetness only lasts for what seems like a second, and then she rips both her hands away from you, depriving you of her touch.

she spreads your spit around your mouth and chin and then pulls her hand away again. you pout and lean your head against one of her thick thighs, your hand curving over to grip the side of her.

"need you to touch me.." you whisper, to a point where if you lowered your voice any more she'd make you repeat yourself.

she pushes her foot between your legs, forcing them apart. her foot is inches away from where you need her most, and it send electric shocks through your body. but she pulls away. again.

"touch yourself." you can hear the amusement in her voice as she leans back slightly and waits.

you look up at her hesitantly, but nonetheless slide your hand down and start undoing your pants.

you submerge your hands in your unzipped jeans, rubbing small circles over your clothed clit. you bite your lip to keep in the gasp that threatens to come out, but caitlyn notices. she grips your jaw with her strong hands and harshly tilts your head up to look at her.

"don't quiet yourself, let me hear you." she unhooks your lip from your teeth with her thumb. you part your lips slightly, and shove your hand in your panties.

you run your middle finger up and down your cunt, closing your eyes tightly at the amazing feeling. you were sensitive.. and wet.

your fingers circle your hole, before shoving them in desperately. you bring your thumb up to your clit, rubbing it rather quickly.

her fingers tangle in your hair and grip. you feel her intense gaze upon you, and it never leaves.

your fingers curl inside of you and speed up, you feel the all so familiar knot forming in your stomach. the soft moans and whimpers you let out is like music to caitlyn’s ears. but she can’t help but have an overwhelming feeling to stop them, to put an end to your pleasure and not let you finish.

“stop.” she puts her foot so hard against your cunt that you wouldn’t even be able to continue your movements if you tried. you let out a loud whine at the sudden loss of pleasure. she reaches down and pulls your hand away from you. she enjoys seeing you like this.

she smiles down menacingly at you. “you’re such a slut”

on an arcane high rn… like everyone else lol

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i stand with my canceled wife

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Imagining rockstar!abby who initially ignores your eyes and focuses solely on your chest. ugh, how rude! didn’t her mother teach her respect? “i’m right here.” she says suddenly with a courageous grin, baby blues finally meeting yours. she breaks you out of defense, and confusion consumes your expression before another wave of emotion does the exact thing, your shirt. your features soften and a grin appears, leaning forward to inadvertently showcase more cleavage, you ask. "wanna put a show on here?", tilting your head to the side with a hint of challenge in your gaze. she's momentarily speechless at the sight before her, her mouth agape at your audacity, obviously taken aback by your directness. never once did a girl with this type of confidence that radiated off of you came before her and played her games, it intrigued her. clearing her throat to regain any semblance of her composure, and signs your poster that seemly appeared in front of her, she says before winking. “have a nice night.” eyes following your frame way longer than needed despite a fan already in front of her just to see the look on your face.

And it’s so worth it because the look is priceless. on the poster was her number with a note below, call me when you wanna experience the fingers of a guitarist.

this came about when I was looking for theatrekid!abby pics 😫