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“ tha’s better” is making me blush at work like I can’t control it

todays thorts are being a brat to daryl and him putting u in ur place with just a Look and a hand cupping your chin like can you imagine just having all that bravado and then as soon as you meet his eyes you immediately forget what you were saying

plz yes he’s so not the type to truly punish you but that’s def due in fact to the part he doesn’t have to. if he grabs your chin and forces you to meet his gaze with that look then your eyes grow wide and you immediately murmur “sorry”

and he nods and releases your chin and says “tha’s better.”

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Daddy long legs

(I 100% understand how the title makes this sound)

George Weasley X Tall! reader

Warnings: she/her pronouns used, suggested sexual content????

Length : short for my ADHD girlies with short attention spans <33 but let me know if you want more parts

Summary: wearing George’s clothes, just general cuteness

“You’re to tall” y/n mumbled standing up on her tip toes to place a gentle kiss against George’s lips, she bang to move away but George’s hands on her cheek and shoulder held her close for a second longer before retracting to tie up his gold and red tie.

“You understand you’re six foot your self which is actually nine inches taller than the average women” he lifted her chin his hand giving her one finale kiss and walking off to find his sweater.

“Shut up! And you know what I mean!” She huffed throwing her bra from the previous day onto her boyfriends bed “you’re like a daddy long legs”

“I like the sound of that” he mumbled mainly to himself as he pulled the black sweater over his shirt “here finish getting dressed love” he threw her the much smaller sweater of the two.

“I’m not wearing that”

“Why? It’s literally snowing outside, don’t want you to get ill” he approached her rubbing her upper arms to warm her.

“Because I look ridiculous, the sleeves do reach my wrists, half m’ forearm is out” she explained fiddling with the loose threads of the sleeves, it was true her longer than normal arms stretched much further then the dainty girl sweaters.

“Y’dont look ridiculous you look warm and safe and dressed appropriately for winter” he grabbed her face attempting to knock some sense into his girlfriend.

“I just don’t wanna” she mumbled leaning into his warm touch refusing to admit it was a fairly chilly day “can you stop bothering me about it?”

“I just felt you shiver” he laughed wrapping his arms tighter around his lover “I’ve got an idea” he pulled away ripping his own sweater off himself passing it to the only slightly shorter girl who stared at it blankly.

“Won’t you be cold?”

“Never,

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Felt that in my soul

 "stop replaying the same scene"

the scene

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It’s funny how u think Eddie M. Would be a dom

Two words: handkerchief code

Also I don’t actually know which I prefer o read plenty of sub Eddie fics aswell but either way I don’t attack or make fun of people for thinking he’s one of the other.

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This made me fucking feral ….

𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this idea came from an ask i got that was just so good i couldn't help but write a little something for it! this does have major dom/sub-elements- this might get another part because daddy frank makes me wanna whore out lmao

inspired by this ask

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: daddy!frank castle x sub!reader

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬/𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 & 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭/𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+, language, fingering, innocence kink, daddy kink, praise kink, sorry for any missed typos!

You wanted to say it, but you didn't mean to say it. It just... slipped out.

He comes to a hault, still holding your legs wide open. It was as if someone sucked all the air out of the room. Your heart is pounding against your chest and the heat of embarrassment spreads throughout your body.

You killed the moment, you thought, waiting for something to happen.

Frank's eyes go dark and his head spins with all the new ideas coming to mind. His cock ached inside his briefs at the soft- "Please, daddy!" that managed to escape your throat. He wanted needed to hear you say it again.

"What did you call me?" The rasp in his voice grew thicker and darker, watching your face wince.

"... daddy..." It was even softer than the last time.

Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. Oh, he loved how small you sounded- how innocent you became. He found it- the thing that makes you feel tiny and submissive.

Frank yanked your hips down to meet his throbbing, clothed cock. He leans down, lips pressing against yours harshly. It's impatient and needy; he grinds himself against your cunt.

His lips trail to your jaw, his hand holding it still.

"Say it again." His voice is all you can hear.

"Daddy-" He practically moans into your ear.

"That's what we're doing now, huh? You're gonna be my baby girl-" Arousal is leaking out of you, coating your folds and seeping through the fabric of his briefs.

You whimper a pathetic 'yes', and nod frantically.

"You're gonna let daddy take care of you?" Frank curses under his breath, feeling the heartbeat against his cock.

"Gonna be daddy's favorite girl?" Your brain is foggy, and all you can do is nod.

Frank's fingers slide down the side of your body, stopping right above your clit. You whine, hiding your face in his shoulder.

"Already so responsive," His fingers dip between your folds.

He moans at how slick and sensitive you are. Frank teases your clit, circling it with his finger- watching you squrim and buck your hips. You whine once more.

"You're so impatient, little one. We're gonna have to work on that." He coos, slipping two fingers inside you.

Your cunt pulsates around him, clenching his fingers and your eyes squeeze shut. Frank chuckles as he flutters his fingers into your g-spot.

"S'good, daddy, m'fingers feel so good-" The words are strung together, but Frank still hears it.

Daddy.

"That's right, daddy's making you feel this good." He continues to thrust his fingers inside you, warming and stretching you out.

Pleasure overwhelms your body; it's a new sensation you've never felt with him before- it was better than anything either of you has felt before.

With his other hand, he pulls his cock free. It's slick with precum and begging to feel you. Frank moans when he pulls his fingers out of you.

You pout, whining at the loss of pleasure.

"You'll cum soon, little one, don't worry." Arousal is dripping from his fingers, and he brings them to your lips.

"Open up, princess." The simple instruction had your thighs squeezing together.

You part your lips, and Frank slowly pushes his two long fingers inside. Moaning around them, you hallow your cheeks- sucking off all your juices. Frank's mouth parts while he watches you suck on his fingers. He pushes further inside, and you eagerly take them with ease.

He had unlocked a level of you that he's never seen. The obedient, eager to please, submissive side of you that he has quickly become addicted to.

"You really are daddy's girl, aren’t you?"

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Hi, can I request, like, soft Fred/George/Cedric having a lazy day with the reader (they/them) after a quidditch game? Preferably with reader as a chaser for Hufflepuff. (Also, can I be 🦌 anon? 16+ and any/all pronouns)

Hiii of course you can be 🦌 anon, thank you for letting me know your age and pronouns. I love the idea and I’ll get started on it soon, might take me a little while as I currently have covid quite badly :)

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where have you been???? i miss you and your writing :(

In bed crying lol

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You should definitely share some of your TV show plots and casts, I used to do the same!

Hehe I might just have to :)

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When I have no work to do I sit there and write the plot to new tv shows, I plan out multiple seasons and even cast the characters

Like my notes pages are endless and I might share some of the good ones tbh but it’s embarrassing how much detail I have

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How do you think Fred and George would react to hearing the reader moan their names while masturbating?? I think they would go absolutely feral but also tease her so much

Hi okay love this, I’ve answered them separately because I think they’d react differently so sorry if that’s not how you wanted.

I read it wrong oops, Fred’s is technically wrong

Fred ( in relationship)

He finds you rolling into the mattress as you sleep, softly moaning his name with your face pushed into the pillow.

He’d brush your head with his fingers slowly waking you. “Hey sleepy head”

“What’s up?” You ask stretching in your place, unaware of the contents of your dream.

“You’re so desperate your even thinking about me in your sleep hey?” He’d taunt slowly brushing the sweat drenched hair off your face from the dream.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh I think you know, why don’t you tell me about it?”

George

You had agreed to meet in his dorm before going out to Hogsmead but you hadn’t arrived there at the arranged time so George made his way over to your dorm where he could hear you softly calling out for him, and of course George being the sweetheart that he was he thought you needed help so he slowly opened the door in order not to scare you.

“What’s wrong poppet?”

Your body shot up pulling the duvet with you cover your body looking up to see George stood with his lips pursed slightly in amusement.

“George what are you doing in here?”

“Oh sorry did you not want me to be here then?”

“Wha-“

“No no it’s fine I’ll leave! Don’t worry about me I’ll go and find Tom or someone else to go hogsmead with”

“George wait” you grab his arm stopping his from going any further “please don’t”

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ISA HIT 8.5K! ISA HIT 8.5K!!!!

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hello beans! i just wanted to say a very loving thank you to all of you have brought me to this point. all of your support means the absolute world to me. thank you for everything that you’ve done. thank you for 8.5k!!

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send in one of the following flower names under the cut to participate :)

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Felt that in my soul

Forever torn between seeing Tony Stark as a Father figure and seeing him as a Daddy figure.

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I’m alright thank you! Oh yeah, forgot about those lmao, they/them and I just turned 20! -🐸

Amazing okayyy I’ll add you to the list :)

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Hi, hello! How are you today? I’m new here but I would very much like to be an emoji anon, it wasn’t on the taken list so I would like to be 🐸 pls! Thank you

Omg hi! I’m good thank you how are you??

It’s okay it’s a new blog so everyone including me is new here, yeah that’ll be fine could I just know your like age and pronouns? :)

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Hi hi hi I have zero motivation or inspiration tbh so requests are welcomed lmao, I have one fic in my drafts but idk when it’ll be posted so anything like requests or just concepts and stuff would be appreciated:)

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Golden Era

George weasley

• every inch of you

•You moan his name

Daddy long legs

Fred Weasley

• you moan his name

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Every inch of you

George weasley x tall!reader

Warnings: smutty themes sort of ? Not actually smut though sorry, talk of body imagine, not very George like lmao

Length: very short

Summary: George shows the reader how much he loves her legs even if she doesn’t feel the same way.

Georges attention peaked, looking up from his book where he lay in bed to see his darling girlfriend sighing and almost grunting i from of the mirror, just as he looked over he saw her throw down a pair of jeans into her truck bending down in now just her underwear and her tank top to search through her pile of clothes that was no longer neatly piled.

“What’s wrong?” He asked with caution knowing full well how stressed she could get sometimes.

“Nothing it’s fine” she grumbled back yanking a pair of tight Corduroy trousers up her legs as they stretched over her bum. “Just none of my closes look right”

“How come?” She shuffled over to the end of her bed folding one leg under him and leaning against one of the four posts “they fit fine! You look amazing”

“George I look like my trousers have had a fight with my shoes” she exclaimed throwing her arms down to where her trousers barely scraped her ankles “and when I wear skirts my arse hangs out”

“Oh sounds awful” he joked falling back onto the bed with a hand to his head gasping as if it was a tragedy “no ones going to notice the gap between your trousers and shoes” he got up taking a step next to her and hanging his arm over her shoulder you look lovely” he smeared a kiss to the crown of her head, himself still being the much taller of the two even though she was still six foot tall.

“I’m being serious George I hate my legs, they so long and ugly” she huffed throwing her trousers to the side again and wiping her face to prevent the tears that threatened to fall.

“Woah, that’s not way to talk about yourself is it” he warned pulling her hands away from her face and holding them next to her head making sure she didn’t continue to hide herself “come on” he pulled her over to the bed pushing her down as he climbed on top, leaning on his elbows above her “now”

“Apologise to my legs” he knelt back on his heals bending her legs up in front of him pushing them down towards her, she just sniffled ignoring his request.

“Y/n! I said apologise to my legs please”. He repeated raising an eyebrow at her waiting for her to comply.

“Sorry legs”

“You’re forgiven” he mumbled bringing her legs back down and shuffling his own body down with them, he ran his slender hands down her thighs travelling down her left leg and to her calf placing a gentle kiss to the inside “Don’t be mean to yourself like that again. Because I can assure you they and you are beautiful” he repeated his actions of running his hands now down her right legs placing the same kiss to that one.

“I like that your tall, it means I don’t have to lift you so you can see in crowds, and it’s means your one hell of a quidditch player” he explained laying down on his front and just smoothing his hands across the girls thighs watching her squirm in her place with anticipation for her loved ones actions. “Stop moving in appreciating my stuff” he warned with a gentle pinch to the thigh as he referred to her legs as his own property.

“Georgie!” Y/n whined running her own hands through his hair, half embarrassed to be watched so much but also impatiently waiting for what she assumed he was going to do next.

“What?” He mumbled carefully stroking her left thing resting his head on her right.

She didn’t know what to say or how to say it, she she instead just whined once more shuffling in her placing to ease the ache that had begin to form from such little touch.

“That’s not an answer” he murmured before placing open mouthed kisses down her thigh not following any pattern just wanting her to know how much he loved them.

“You know what I mean”

“No love, I don’t”