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stop earning advanced degrees i need you to finish your fanfiction

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dream bed rotation lol

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OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

pilot harvey 🤍

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at what point do i start writing bucky barnes fanfiction

so many thoughts...congressman bucky....winter soldier rough sex...healing soft couch sex with falcon and winter solider bucky...

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joel miller i can cook you a delicious dinner with even better cookies and i can give you the best head of your life please just hear me out

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aaron hotchner for @seraph-draws-stuff

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im still losing it over the "how did high schoolers write 600 word essays before chatgpt" post. 600 words. that is nothing. that is so few words what do you mean you can't write 600 words. 600 words. this post right here is 45 words.

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mrs. becker - sdv harvey x reader

mdni 18+

synopsis: it's the day of your wedding and harvey is sure that there is nothing that could make him happier. until your first night as a married couple in the farmhouse <3 content: smut, wedding, marriage, bride!reader, mentions of drinking, slightly tipsy harvey (the man likes his wine), fluff, harvey is a yearnerrrrrr through and through. he loves you SO much. author's note: i'm in SUCH a big harvey mood. my man my man my man <333333 oh and harvey doesn't have a canon last name, but i know a lot of people like 'becker' so that's what i went with!

harvey is all giggles and smiles, cheeks flushed bright red on the walk from the town square back to your farmhouse, his now too, he supposes. tomorrow, you'd start packing his apartment into boxes and bringing his model planes and fuzzy blankets and radio equipment over. but for tonight, he looks at you like you hold the world in your very hands.

you watch him with an equally large smile on your face, giggling every time he leans too far to one side in a daze. your dress is hanging off your shoulder, the straps long ignored in your tipsy stupor. harvey's suit matches you in disarray, his tie left behind in the saloon and the blazer hanging haphazardly from his shoulder.

harvey's hand comes up to his chest where his fingertips caress the tip of the mermaid necklace you had originally proposed to him with. once he starts back at work next week, he'll opt to keep it in his shirt pocket, but for now, it's like a real, tangible symbol of your love for him.

he glances over at you, a wistful smile on his face. "can you believe we're married?" he asks. sober and regular harvey wouldn't deign to ask such a silly question, but the glasses of wine, your wine, are making him lose some inhibition.

"no, i can't," you tell him, meeting his dark brown eyes. "i can't believe i'm your wife now. and you're my husband."

his cheeks flush even darker, the bright color reaching the tip of his nose now. "you're y/n becker, now. how does that feel?" he can't help the giggle that escapes his lips at the sudden realization that you took his last name. and happily, too!

your own cheeks flush with the realization too. "i think it fits rather nicely, don't you think?" you ask, nudging his shoulder playfully. he nods, but turns back to the front as you finally reach the steps of your farmhouse.

you make it up the few steps and just as you go to enter, harvey puts out a hand, all but pushing you away from the door. "wait!" he calls out. "i need to carry you across the threshold. that's a whole thing, isn't it?"

you laugh at harvey's absurdity, but nod. "it is a thing," you tell him. "come on, husband, carry me into our home!"

harvey chucks the blazer on his shoulder off to the side, and his arms come to wrap around your frame. one hand keeps still on your back, the other takes purchase around the back of your thighs. he gives you a silent glance, telling you to jump a little, and you oblige, giggling all the while.

he grunts a little as your weight lands in his arms, but he's never felt more content, more satisfied, more fulfilled. he brings you close to him as the hand wrapped around your leg reaches out a little to open up your front door. with a big step, harvey plants his feet on the other side of the front door, smiling when he realizes he's completed the tradition.

gently, he sets you back down on the floor and places a quick peck on your head. then, he pulls back, his dark eyes looking over your face. "i'm the luckiest man in the world," he whispers and you can see his eyes grow watery.

"harv..." you whisper, lips turned into a sweet pout. "i'm the luckiest woman in the world. i'm so happy to be your wife."

he bends down, arms circling your waist to draw you in close. his lips meet yours, beginning with just a small peck and growing to a heavier makeout. he breathes deeply, enclosing his arms around you even tighter. your own hands slip up his chest and tangle in the soft brown locks at the bottom of his hairline.

after several minutes, he pulls back, chest heaving for air. his cheeks are as red as they've ever been, his lips glistening, and his hair all mussed up. he stares at you, eyes darker, and just glances to the area of your bedroom. you nod, a faint smirk on your lips, and walk towards the room. he follows, a lost puppy chasing after you.

when harvey enters the room, you had managed to already seat yourself on the edge of your bed. harvey looms before you, looking down at you with his lip drawn between his teeth. his eyes roam over you in your dress, the way it hugged the parts of your body he loved and showed off the parts he loved to see.

his fingers went to his white shirt where he clumsily started to undo the buttons all the way up. with every button undone, you were offered more glimpses to his slightly glistening, broad chest. your lips parted, breaths coming out in small pants. once the shirt was unbuttoned completely, he slipped it off and threw it to the floor.

he came a few steps closer to you and kneeled down on the floor. his fingers tugged on the fabric of the dress and his dark eyes looked to you pleadingly. "as beautiful as you are in this, i need it off," he said, his voice quiet.

you nodded and he immediately worked at pushing the heavy fabric up your legs, thighs, and to your stomach where you took hold of it and slipped it off.

harvey leaned back on the balls of his feet, ignoring the pain that shot through in knees at the action. he admired your bare body displayed before him, all his. forever, now. staring at you, he imagined his future with you. he imagined what it will be like to wake up to you every day. to cook breakfast with you. to have dinner with you. to eventually have children with you.

maybe you should start working on that now.

"i can't believe i'm here with you," he whispered. he moved up, his hands moving to your bare thighs. goosebumps erupted over your skin at his soft touch and you released a breath from your lips. "is this okay?"

you dryly chuckled, body alight with desire. "yoba, harvey. it is more than okay."

he smirked and moved in, feeling the extra boost of confidence from your excited consent. he moved in close, his eyes never leaving yours as his lips suddenly met your knee. it was the softest kiss, causing a whimper to leave your mouth. he placed another kiss further up your leg, then another, and another, till his mouth was pressed against your inner thigh, nose bumping against your clothed center.

his fingers danced up your legs, his blunt fingernails dragging along your soft skin. you watched him with lidded eyes, needing his touch desperately. it seemed he was reading your mind as his fingers hooked into the sides of your underwear. his eyes met yours in a silent question to which you quickly nodded.

he gave you a soft smile and teasingly, slowly, achingly, pulled your underwear down from your legs. your arousal was painfully clear and it only drove him wild to see the effect he was having on you. harvey paused, taking in this new view, before pulling your legs closer to the edge of the bed.

with gentle movements, harvey's lips finally met your core and your back arched further into him. his tongue darted out, tracing lines through your folds, collecting your arousal onto his tongue hungrily. each ministration of his sent you further into bliss, moan after moan leaving you.

"harvey!" you whimpered out, eyes shut tight as his tongue slipped into your hole, then traced back up to your clit. it was as if he had done this a million times. you wondered in your haze if it was his anatomical knowledge as a doctor that made him so damn good at this.

harvey's eyes glanced up, his eyelashes obscuring his view just slightly, but it was enough to encourage him to keep going. slowly, his hand slipped up from your side to join him. he started by squeezing your thigh and once his tongue had slipped back up to trace your clit, his finger came down and slowly entered you.

the pleasure had become too much for you to continue sitting up. once he started fingering you, you fell back onto the bed, giving yourself over completely to your new husband.

"so fucking good, harv," you called out between moans. his finger curled into you perfectly and you felt the knot growing in your stomach tightly.

his mouth grew relentless, alternating between sucking and licking and tracing the lines of your folds. it all became too much and your back was practically lifting from the bed. your legs squeezed him until you were sure his head would have been hurting.

suddenly, harvey inserted a second finger in you, curling both of them up to hit the spongey spot inside that felt amazing. the knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter until it snapped. harvey's name came out of your mouth like a prayer, repeating itself over and over as he rode you through your orgasm.

"fuck," you squeaked out as harvey released his mouth from you and moved his fingers from your middle. he looked positively sinful as he lifted up and kneeled back on his haunches. his mustache was glistening, his lips were bright pink, and his eyes were lidded over.

"can't believe i get to have that forever," he whispered. harvey stood and stripped off the rest of his clothes before crawling over top of you on the bed. he propped himself up on his arms, looking down at you with the most dangerously lustful look you had ever seen. "i think we need to consummate the marriage, yeah? that's another tradition?

"just fuck me, harvey."

"anything for my wife."

hope you enjoyed! <3

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why do you draw harvey skinny. why do you hate Me.

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my hubbyyyyyyyyy

haven’t drawn my mans in AGESSSS … also just haven’t drawn in ages oops

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i’ve discovered arthur morgan….

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just saw someone on tiktok brand their partners initial into their work boot and now i NEED joel miller to walk around with my initials on his boot, flaunting his girlfriend all proudly

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would y'all be interested in a longer joel miller story? like multi-chapter, potentially cross posted on AO3? it would be post-outbreak, no age gap, very romantic and fluffy, maybe some smut towards the end :)

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life update because i haven't been posting much:

-i'm a senior in college graduating this spring w/ a bachelor's in english :D so everything is really stressful like crazy, like i'm in a class dedicated to shakespeare only and it's busting my ass

-i've been working on graduate school applications and i got my first acceptance today!! i have another interview tomorrow too

-i just have so much stuff to do at every minute of the day and when i don't have things to do, i just go full bed rot to reenergize for the day

i'm gonna try to write some more, but every time i get on here, i get so overwhelmed by writing that i just stare at my screen for a while. i'll get to y'all soon i promise!! <3

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vampire emily when you’re on your period lol

see you've added an lol but i truly think emily would go innnn

like she swears it's gonna ease your cramps and make everything feel 10x better. she promises she doesn't think it's gross and if anything, it'll hold her off till she has to feed again.

sure, the blood is a little different but like it still tastes like you and smells like you and drives her crazy. she's already sloppy with oral, but the fact that she's tasting you in more than one way just increases that tenfold.

oh my god and she comes up from between your legs, you're completely fucked out, and her eyes are dark, lips and skin tinted dark red. it's a sinful sight.