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Need every writers opinion

What do you think about reading / writing an adult themes book with age gaps, but the characters (hero/heroine) age is under 20? (Like 17-19)

Do you think characters under 20 is still considered a minor?

Let’s discuss! I really want to know what you think.

Because for me, as a writer / reader:

When it comes to writing stories with adult or mature themes, I personally won’t create characters under the age of 20. Even though 17 or 18 is legally considered “of age” in some contexts, it still feels off to me—especially when paired with significantly older characters (like 30+). Beyond just fiction, I think we have to be mindful of what narratives we’re putting out there and what they might normalize. I don’t want to contribute to the idea that these kinds of age gaps are just edgy storytelling, when they can reflect—and even encourage—unhealthy dynamics in real life. So for me, it’s a boundary. Twenty and up, or it doesn’t make it into the story.

But of course, i won’t shame anyone who doesn’t mind it. For y’all only read fiction and it stays fiction, I respect that.

This is a safe space for you to pour your opinions out, let’s all discuss this matter with posh and respect!

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Can someone rate a poem i just wrote?

I’ve been in my feelings ahaha

whenever i sink myself into my bed,

i played that memory in my head,

the part when i melted in your hand,

and you didn’t run—but you embraced me instead,

maybe you didn’t mean it the way I hoped,

but in that moment, it was enough—

to believe, even briefly,

that I was held, not just touched,

i see you—but do you see me?

do you think that moment was a place that you’d longed to be?

we both know you’ve been lonely,

but what i do want to know is—when will you ever be ready?

not only were our hands touched,

but my heart also you clutched,

the dark theater was the only witness to my cheeks flushed,

and as we step outside—we treat that moment with hushed

I carry it now like a note in a song,

soft in my chest, but it lingers long,

You gave no promise, I asked for none,

yet something began when the silence was done,

No words were spoken, but something replied,

in the way our fingers naturally tied,

If touch is a language, yours spoke clear,

a fleeting warmth I still hold near.

i feel like i write well when i’m in my feelings…

what do y’all think? Haha

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anybody remember this gem? 🤔

18+ Dad’s Best Friend — Tom Cruise Series

Tom Cruise is your Dad's Best friend. Your dad is a businessman in Hollywood, and he happens to be friends with your teenage year crush. You're legal now, what happens when you can finally live out your desires?

a/n: this series is a work of fiction! i do not own any places and characters name (if mentioned). i do not own tom cruise (i wish i do). this series contains 18+ contents most of the time, and pretty heavy daddykink! if this is your cup of tea than its for you ;) MINORS DNI PLEASE! x

part i

part ii

part iii

part iv

Part v (coming soon)

…..

taglist:

@deanscroissant @call-sign-shark @tomsf18 @moondustfairies @helloitstsyu @love2write2626 @back-tooo-black

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Just a 60+ year old man livin’ his best life

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Fantasize Series | Tom Cruise

Pairing : tom cruise x female reader. // Trope : forbidden love, slow burn // mature content (if you love yearning kinda love story, here you go my love)

Fantasize

Cruel World

In My Veins

Wicked Game

Daylight

The Night We Met

Coming soon

Coming soon

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y’all, in the spirit of MI 8, go nuts 😉

Tom Cruise & Characters Masterlist

SERIES

Dad's Best Friend

From The Window

Low Profile

ONESHOTS

(m) smut, (f) fluff, (a) angst

Sundress, You and tom are about to have lunch but when he sees you wearing his favorite sundress, lunch could wait for at least 15 minutes. (m)

Intruder, Tom had a very long day, when he came home he didn’t expect anyone to be laying on his comfortable bed, with her legs spread wide and wearing his favorite button up shirt, a moaning mess. (m)

Brat, you guess it; you act like a brat and Tom knows how to get you back in your place. (m)

Blindfolds, you blindfolded Tom Cruise. (m)

"You forgot I was young once?", You teased Tom for being old, you joked how his knees would crush if you were to ask him to eat you out. Tom felt belittled, challenged, so he wants to prove you wrong.

"The Cool Guy", Your husband’s co-star sent you this pic of Tom at work. And you thought he looked so Cool and young, which you find cute. You couldn’t help but wanting to climb on top of him like your own personal jungle gym. (m)

Needy, you're being needy at the wrong place and time. Tom then showed you the consequences when you don't keep your hands to yourself. (m)

Insomnia, Tom figured out how to stop you from tossing and turning in bed. (m)

Seek Warmth, Skipping the Oscars, you and Tom chose to stay in bed. (m,f)

Save Up, Shower sex with Tom after a long day. (m)

Don't Move, a quickie, continuation from seek warmth—Tom is wide awake with a throbbing one as he challenged himself to fill you without waking you up. (m)

Babysitter, you became Joel Goodsen’s babysitter because Joel’s Mother had always liked you. You’re her best friend’s daughter. She’s fully aware that Joel would be alright being alone by himself but she doesn’t really trust him. Little did both of you know, Joel has always had a crush on you. (m) (risky business, joel goodsen)

I’ll show you how I am yours you're being emotional because it's that time of the month, Tom had to assure you for the millionth times that he's not going anywhere. To seal the deal just to convince you, he shows you how he's devoted to you and only you.

Can’t Keep My Hands to Myself Tom couldn’t stop touching you while you’re getting ready to go for a dinner date with the man.

Since Your Type is Older Men (NEW / M) Tom is filled with Jealousy when he sees you Zooming with your University Professor.

HEADCANONS

You're his Sugar Baby

You're his Sugar Baby, valentine's edition

C*ckwarming with Tom

His dirty talk

How he takes care of you when you're on your period

You asked him to Spank you

Manhandled

He’s Got a PraiseKink

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Watched MI: The Final Reckoning, 2 Nights Ago

and goddd my SUGAR DADDY was soooo Hot! I couldn’t focus on the plot cuz of his hotness tbh. He ages like a damn FINE wine 😩🔥

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Tom Cruise is too old to be bisexual or post thirst traps to promote a movie but by god will he power through anyway

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GIRLLL?!!

UMMMMM… hello.

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Hey there!! I have a question, are you going to write more Tom Cruise stories? I really really love your stories

i might get back at it again! 😉

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Your blog smells like Peach flavoured gummies that's been sitting next to a stale glass of whiskey !! Don't ask me why !1!

are you saying my blog is shit? 😔

anyways!! I’ve been gone. I KNOW. Real life stuff has been catching up on me and if y’all ask, do you miss writing? YES I DO VERY MUCH!

i dont wanna make false promises but just so yall know, i am definitely still up for writing! never retiring from it. :)

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popping up just to share this with yall

my first ever sugar daddy ☺️💖

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When he talks you through it

“Good girl”

“Use your words princess”

“You can take it baby”

“Beg for it”

“Look at me”

“You take me so well”

“Cum for me”

“Scream for me baby”

“Whats my name?”

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I present you, the face of a MAN.

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Real picture of Hugh hugging, kissing, and loving me

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Peaches (18+) Logan Howlett Series

a series about a young girl who happens to be neighbors with the Mister Howlett, Logan, and has sinful thoughts of him that she wishes for it to be true, but little did she realize, it's all coming together.

warning: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Mostly the series will be smutty, too many unprotected sex, oral female and male receiving, daddykink, dom!logan, sub!reader, bratty!reader, mean!logan, and many more filthy stuff and probably fluffs too, you'll see ;)

this series part's or drabbles (if there are) can be found under "Logan and Peach" tags in my profile 🍑

an: forgot where the divider is from but if you’re the maker, do let me know so i can tag you!

part 1, “would you be so kind in lending a hand?”

part 2, “will you forgive me… Daddy?”

part 3, “we can’t do this here!”

part 4, "i'm right here, bub."

part 5, should this be the final part? 🤔

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anyone miss Logan & Peach?

Logan: "I'm right here, Bub." (18+) — Logan Howlett

summary: You had a fight with your father, he pissed you off so much you ran off to Logan's for comfort. But is that all you want?

warning: SMUT! MDNI. Legal age gap, Unprotected sex, logan has a big cock, reader wanted creampie, reader is called peach, daddykink, foul language, spanking, choking, basically SMUT.

an: concept is inspired after reading @plutodexay-nsfw's thoughts/ideas i hope i got the permission to write this one! This one's dedicated to you!

🏷️: @robynanthonystark @joelsgoldrush @bpmiranda @bobateababe @simonwifu @weallhaveadestiny @daddy-hugh-jackman @suchasweetieee @kholdkill @superhoeva @narjuko @wcndercore @bontensbabygirl @weallhaveadestiny @heart-0f-silk @peachyystuff @the-occasional-artist1125

this is part 4 from my series called Peaches, you can read it as a standalone! if you wish to read the previous ones, click here.

🍑 Check out my other works here

🍑 Logan masterlist here

🍑 do buy me a coffee if you like this one ;)

“Logan! … Logan! Where are you?!”

You storm into his house like a burglar ready to hit the jackpot, the wind rushing in with each determined step. You're on a mission to find the six-foot, muscular beast of a man—and complain about what a complete jerk your father is. How dare he come back from his long-awaited business trip with a woman on his arm, declaring she’s the one he’s going to marry—after all this time since your mother’s death. You put up a hell of a fight back there, screaming and crying, saying that you will not accept that woman as your step-mother as there will be no one that can replace or resume your mother's love.

Logan knew about this. Your father had a long conversation with him, asking whether it would be a good idea to introduce this woman to you. Logan didn’t want to come off as a know-it-all, even though he is, but he steered clear of family matters. Still, if your father had asked for his honest opinion, he’d have told him it wasn’t the best idea—you’re not emotionally ready for something like this.

And then you were off, rushing to Logan’s, even though your father yelled your name countless times. His new girlfriend held him back, urging him to let you be for a moment, to give you some space.

“I’m right here, bub.” Your head snapped toward the sound of his voice from the kitchen, where he stood, a mix of pity and disappointment etched on his face. His eyes reflected sadness, but there was also a glimmer of understanding; he knew how you felt, even if he believed you should show more respect to your father.

You exhaled sharply before rushing to him, enveloping him in a tight hug. His body radiated warmth, and with each passing moment, your anger melted into a puddle. Sobbing into his neck, Logan wrapped his arms around you tighter, his hand gently caressing your long, soft hair as he shushed you. “There, there, calm down, Peaches,” he cooed. He lifted you off your tiptoes, and your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. Holding you close, he made his way to the living room, settling down on the couch with you in his embrace.

“I hate him. I hate him so much,” you murmured into his neck, grumbling a bit as your anger began to bubble up inside you again.

“I know, Peach, I know. It’s okay—just calm yourself, okay?” Logan gently pulled you away to face him, wanting to see those beautiful eyes, even if they were now clouded with tears. Your eyes were bloodshot and red, tears streaming down your cheeks as you sniffled, struggling to hold back the snot threatening to escape.

You sighed, looking down, pouting. "I need you, please..." You whispered, your hands fisting his buttoned up shirt.

"What do ya need, Peaches?" His eyes searching for yours, looking for your honest answer.

"I need to fuck you, please. Please give me what I want." You pleaded, finally looking at him as your hips started to move on his lap a little.

Logan’s eyebrows knitted together, torn between giving you what you wanted and being the better man who took care of you. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of sickness in his gut; even as you cried, he found you utterly adorable and breathtaking. He wanted those tears to be from pleasure, that only from him you would receive. He wanted those tears to be from the pain of taking his big cock, his hips piston while fucking you hard. Too bad, the day he saw those tears streaming down those kissable cheeks, was from every little girl's first love, their father.

“Please,” you pleaded once more, pressing your face closer to his, connecting your swollen lips to his soft ones. You began to peck and kiss him all over. The kiss was charged with your wants and needs, the urgency evident in its hurried pace. Short breaths mingled as your tongues swirled together.

Logan couldn't find the words; all he could do was surrender to your control. In that moment, he convinced himself it was okay—as long as it was what you wanted and it made you happy, he would give in. Because why? Because he was in love with you. He knew it was complicated, that he should be cautious given the age difference, but from the moment he laid eyes on you, he vowed that you were meant for him and him alone.

The fabric of his jeans felt rough against your exposed skin once you started grinding on him. The tent in his pants started growing each time you ground yourself more to him. Soft moans and pants coming out of your lips as you ground yourself more on his bulge. You placed both of your hands on his shoulders, supporting yourself to grind more on his lap. Logan leaned back and scootch his bum a little lower so you'd feel more comfortable moving on top of him. His arms that were wrapped around you now lay defenseless on his sides, as he now lets you do whatever you want on him.

"This what you want, Peaches? To use me?" Logan grunted, his eyes watching yours as you screwed them shut and whimpered.

"Please—Need... More," you whimpered. You moved a little to sit on his thighs as your hands found their way to the band of his jeans.

"Peach," Logan spoke, he wanted to stop you right there but he himself is not even sure if he should stop this moment right here and right now. You fumbled with his jeans attempting to undo it and once it's done, you pulled his jeans along with his boxers a little, enough to free'd what you're looking for.

Logan grunted once his cock released to open air, slapping against his clothed abdomen. You gasp, even though you've seen it, it never fail to always leave you breathless. His cock stand tall and proud, and you couldn't help but immediately scootch off his lap, until your knees hit the soft carpet, to grab him with both hands and put the tip inside your warm mouth.

Logan nervously moaned from the feeling of your warm tongue twirling around his tip that keeps throbbing from the way you suck on his cock. You purposely let some of your saliva spilling out of your mouth down to his balls, as you let one hand reached down to knead his balls in your hand.

"Argh, god." Logan grunted, screwing his eyes shut, tossing his head back. His hand found your head, as he fisted some of your hair. "Peach," he choked out a moan.

You whimpered before you started to bob your head up and down his cock, purposely making a mess with your saliva. The slurping and squelching sound from sucking his cock is the only thing that fills the quiet room, along with Logan's constant grunts and heavy breathing.

Giving him a couple of bobs before you release his cock from your hold, Logan grunted in surprise. You pushed yourself back up on your feet as you attempted to pull your panties off. Logan could literally smell your arousal leaking down your needy cunt. You pushed him to lean against the cushion as you mount on his lap before grabbing on his cock giving him a couple of pumps while you aim his cock at your entrance.

"Peach, peach—Wait... Baby, I gotta get us a condom." Logan hastily stop you right there but you whined and hold him by his chest.

"I need to feel all of you, Daddy, Please." Before Logan could say anything, he moaned once he felt you sinking down on his cock slowly while you looked down mouth agape slightly trying to hold down the pain from his monster cock tearing your walls.

Logan wished he'd claim your innocence in some other way, other than this. He wanted it to be special, to be memorable for you, but if this is what you want, and he'd hoped this would be memorable enough for you, then so be it.

He grunted through his gritted teeth, trying to hold himself from combusting in you right there and now. The way your tight walls choking his thick cock, it feels like as if he was getting choked by his neck. Your tight cunt felt so good around him, he wanted to take the matters into his own hands and fuck you hard right there.

"Baby, can you move, please?" Logan, is the one who pleaded.

You whimpered before nodding your head as you started to move yourself up and down his shaft. Once you get the hang of it, you place both of your hands back on his shoulders. Eyes bore into his as his into yours while your lips spill out the prettiest moan he's ever heard from you.

"God! Logan, you're so big." Logan lazily smirked.

"I know baby, I know you can take it. Come on, work that pussy on daddy's cock. Use, me baby." Logan whispered, his hand found its way to your nape, pushing your head closer to him to connect your forehead against his.

You started to screw your eyes shut, whimpering once you feel him move his hips along your rhythm. "So good, daddy." You sobbed.

"Yeah? Need to fuck that anger away on my cock, don't you, Peaches?" He reminded you why you needed his cock. To fuck your pain and anger away. The little girl that was once fragile on top of him all of a sudden snapped into someone even you don't recognize. Someone sinister that has been long living inside you.

You snapped your eyes open, eyebrows knitted together before pushing your head off disconnecting from his forehead. Logan keeps his face neutral, looking at you and groaned when he felt your hand wrapped around his throat. You started to move your hips rapidly, like riding a horse to make it gallop fast.

"Yeah, that's it, baby. Use my cock, come on, make yourself feel good. I know you're mad, baby. I know you do, come on, fuck my cock. Faster—Harder!" Logan gave your ass a couple of smack earning a loud moan from you, resulting in getting a rapid move from your hips.

"Yeah... There's a good girl," Logan whispered. "Come on, baby, I know you can do better than that," Logan coo'ed when he felt your hand attempted to squeeze his neck. He almost laughed at you on how pathetic you are, trying to control him.

So he reminded you, even though you're in control, who's the captain of this ship.

Logan's hand found your neck, as you choked out a moan. His squeeze was far from choking you but it felt like he was. He started to thrust his hips upwards, fucking your throbbing pussy; the squelching sound could be heard. His semi-saggy-and-heavy balls slapping against the bottom of your ass, sounding like a clap.

"Awh—Daddy!" You pathetically moaned for him. "Daddy—Yes! Right there, like that—Please! I wanna cum." You pleaded.

"Come on, Baby, cum f'r me."

"Ah—!" You shrieked with your eyes screwed shut as your whole body stuttered reaching your orgasm, coming down on his cock.

"There... We go." Logan helped you ride off your orgasm by still softly fucking your cunt. "Now come on, make daddy cum. Daddy wants to cum too." Logan whispered before he begin to fuck you back, fast.

"Ngh—Daddy! ... Does my cunt feel good around your cock?" You softly spoke, looking down at him flexing your doe eyes and your famous pout while Logan's bore into you, his mouth fell agape slightly as his main focus was to reach his high.

He panted, he groaned, while you're there on top of him doing nothing but letting him use your cunt. "Grrh—Fuck! 'M gonna cum." Logan grunted and now you started to fuck him back forcing his hips to stay down.

You rode him fast, faster than before to help him reach his high. "PEACH—GET OFF!" He boomed but you refused to listen to him, instead you crazily smiled at him and spill out tiny moans, looking at him.

"FUCK—I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM! GET OFF OF ME!" Logan roared.

"Cum in me, Daddy—Yeah!"

Logan couldn't hold himself any longer, his moral is not even working at the moment. All he thinks is only shooting his hot load out and he does, as he choked out a moan gripping your hips to stay in place while he shoot out his strings of cum inside you. His thighs stuttered a little while he still emptying his load; it was so much.

You giggled watching him trying to gain his breath while he looks at you dead in the eye.

"I better not see that attitude for the rest of the night." Logan warned while you just sit there, on top of him, looking at him without a care of his words.

"Thank you, Daddy."