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he had me twirling my hair and shit in the movie theater

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I'm going to make a threesome fanfic about them and the reader, should I add Namjoon X Yoongi or will they just be in a relationship with the reader?

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I'm so excited I received my first warning 🥹 let me post my shit in peace Tumblr

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NSFW ALPHABET QUACKITY

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I tried to make it as neutral as possible, but I think I got lost in the end.

It has not been reviewed so feel free to let me know of any errors!

A ⥤ Aftercare

Se ele fosse o dominante: Ele seria tão romântico e fofo, beijando todo o seu corpo marcado, sussurrando palavras doces como "Você foi excelente, você recebeu tudo o que eu te dei tão maravilhosamente, mi amor". Ele preparará o banho para você à luz de velas, com a dose certa de aromaterapia, e se juntará a você se você insistir. Então, ele oferecerá uma massagem onde dói e, em seguida, te deitará de bruços, acariciando seus cabelos e costas até você adormecer.

If you were the dominant one: When you're done with him, he'll fall flat on the bed, he expects you to take care of him, of course he knows you're not going to carry him around, but he's just a baby who was mistreated and now wants to rest in the arms of his beloved, he wants cuddles, and will moan in a cute way if you decide to give him a massage, he wants to be cleaned with a cloth and will wait patiently you change the sheets, and then he will settle on your chest while being caressed, and then he will sleep patiently.

B ⥤ Body Part

In your partner: He loves your thighs too much, loves to bite, squeeze while driving, give you some spanking and cute kisses before offering you a nice blowjob.

On Himself: He never stopped to think about it, but if he had to choose, it would definitely be his hands, because they are big compared to his and he likes how the print of his hands looks on his hips.

C ⥤ Cum

Man: Always inside, unless you're giving him a blowjob then it would be in your face or throat.

Woman: If you were on birth control it would be inside, if not, on your breasts or thighs (your face is also an option).

D ⥤ Dirty Secret

Bondage and Voyeurism

He wants to be tied up, he wants you to tell him what he should and shouldn't do, he'll be a brat just for you to tame him later, he wants to cum multiple times in your hand or pussy or be denied orgasm because he was a bad boy. (Can I already tell he'd like to get fucked or is it too early?)

E ⥤ Experience

None, but he took it upon himself to learn for you, if you were already experienced, you would be his teacher, and he is a great student cough* role play cough* what??

F ⥤ Posição Favorita

shoulder leg and missionary, he likes to go deep inside you, cow girl is also an option ^^

G ⥤ Goofy

A complete goofball, he likes to make you laugh and tickle you. He also tells jokes, but not all the time so as not to ruin the mood. If something funny happens like his dick casually slips out of your hole while you're riding him, he makes a stupid comment about how you run away from him. he's do silly

H ⥤ Hair

He doesn't have much hair, he just leaves it there, but if you're bothered by it he'll shave it all off. He doesn't care much about your hair but he expects you to keep it clean.

I ⥤ Intimacy

He was very shy when you first started dating - I like to think you proposed - he gives you quick kisses on the cheek, shyly holds your hand and blushes heavily when you put your hand on his thigh, but as time goes by he gains confidence, and he becomes very good at it, you are intimate even in the smallest things, he wouldn't mind if you burped in front of him and you don't mind when he casually brings up sex over breakfast, like "Hmm by the way, I saw this really cool position online, let's try it out later, okay? >⁠.⁠<.

J ⥤ Jacking Off

God, he's been a pervert since before you guys started dating. He masturbated all the time, before a live, after a live, in the shower, before bed, after breakfast, after the gym, always! Now that you're dating... nothing has changed, he's still a pervert, but now he's yours, he takes pictures and videos and sends them to you with a sexy caption 'we miss you carinõ ' He also masturbates in the bathroom while you're in the room on purpose so you'll hear and go help him, he's a baby.

K ⥤ Kinks

Role Play

Teacher and student, doctor and patient, puppy and owner, boss and secretary, attendant and client, mafia boss and unsuspecting girl, and the list just keeps growing.

Orgasm control

Whether you or him are in charge, he loves it. He likes to cum over and over again and feel like playdough in your hands or he likes to hear himself beg to cum, but he won't let you any time soon.

Degradation and worship

You are his queen, and he is just a servant, he wants to worship you completely and in any way you prefer, he can also be a dominant but he would not degrade you, he is too fine for that.

Age Play

He likes to act like he's your baby sometimes, but that's between us, okay?

Thigh sex

Just yes.

L ⥤ Location

House, he's already fucked you on every surface in that place, if your male friends knew, they'd stop touching anywhere in the house.

M ⥤ Motivation

You, you could be laughing on the phone talking to a friend while he plays on the couch next to you, he'll drop the controller and start stroking himself until you realize and hang up the phone.

N ⥤ No

Sharing or actually hurting you is a no for him

O ⥤ Oral

He is a complete giver, he likes to feel your cute little mouth around his cock, but nothing compares to you on top of him while he tastes you, he loves your taste and can spend hours being used as a chair by you.

P ⥤ Pace

Fast and wet, he uses a lot of lube because he doesn't want to hurt you, but he goes extremely fast, sometimes he can go slow if he's feeling romantic, but normally he goes all out on you.

Q ⥤ Quickie

He is a 50/50 liker but, it is not what he enjoys the most, he loves a long and enjoyable sex session with you, but if you ask he is open to helping you with great pleasure.

R ⥤ Risks

He doesn't like risks very much, he's very reserved, but maybe some sex in the car, s if the car is properly covered and private.

S ⥤ Stamina

I think he has a very high Stamina, he is young and strong, he would last three rounds of 20 minutes, with small breaks, if you were still in the mood he would just put you to sleep and I would wake you up with oral.

T ⥤Toys

Blindfolds, ropes, handcuffs and vibrators are only for special days, on normal days he doesn't use them, but he has an extensive collection, from before you two started dating and he intends to buy more toys.

U ⥤ Unfair

Very unfair, he will tie a satin ribbon around you, tying you to the headboard, he is the only one with clothes on, he will kiss your body, occasionally he will suck your boobs, kiss your thighs, caressing your body, until he finally pulls you face down and fucks you hard.

V ⥤ Volume

Oh my God, give this boy a microphone or a gag. Don't shut up for a second, if you're in control and he's getting on your nerves, don't be afraid to cover his mouth or give him a little spank (he'll cum immediately if you choose the second option)

W ⥤ Wild Card

His friends have caught he masturbating and taking pictures for you, they will never forget it.

X ⥤ X-ray

I think he would be well above average - that's what everyone says 🙄 - but he gives off that above average dick vibe, so my verdict is 17 cm

Y ⥤ Yearning

Relatively tall, he wants to fuck you every day, even if he is tired or it is just oral sex he loves to touch you and be touched.

Z ⥤ Zzz

After all the aftercare, he whispers words of love, tells you how much he loves you and how lucky he is to have you, even if you are asleep, he "talks" to you until he falls asleep.

Notes:I ALSO WANT TO RECEIVE ORDERS, DON'T BE SHY MY LOVES 😫

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Hair touch

Is it just me, or does Quackity really have a problem with touching hair during sex?

like, if he trusts you of course he will let you touch his hair, but during a domination session? forget it.

let me figure it out

Quackity X Fem!reader

Dacryphilia, degradation, swearing, oral (f receiving), Sub and Dom dynamics, slapping and restraint with hands (let me know if I forgot anything)

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It all started with a harmless movie night, but Alex hadn't tasted you in a long time, and that's how you ended up in this situation. Lying on the big, comfortable sofa - strategically designed by Quackity knowing that it would not be used just for sitting - sweaty hands grabbing at nothing, while your lover enjoyed himself between your legs, making the most obscene noises which contrasted with the low noise of the film that had long been forgotten, a drop of sweat ran down his forehead from the overstimulation, Quackity had already given you 3 previous orgasms, but insisted on making you squirt.

In a moment of desperation, given that you were forbidden from making noise, your hands almost instinctively grabbed the hair of the brunette below you, an action that was not received happily, Alex quickly grabbed your wrists with one hand and with the other he gave your naughty pussy a hard slap. Eliciting a groan of pain and frustration from the loss of contact.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? You cheeky bitch! I must have taught you really badly, why do you think you can touch my hair so rudely and shamelessly, huh?"

After a few seconds, Alex stood over you, gently grabbing your cheeks with his free hand. "I asked you a question." He spat angrily looking into his eyes as small tears began to form in the corners of his eyes. And then with difficulty and almost collapsing right there you respond in a tearful way while rubbing yourself against his thigh.

"Forgive me Master, it won't happen again, I was stupid to take that liberty and I'm really sorry"

You asked in tears, and he smiled with amusement at the sight of your tears, he loved seeing you in this situation, so submissive, so idiotic, so his. Even though he was scolding you, he couldn't help but feel you rubbing your excitement against him. Alex looked at you with disgust, with a hint of happiness, now he could punish you with reason, not that he really needed to, because he was your master, and he could do whatever he wanted with his spoiled little dog.

Writer's Note: I'm a Sub Quackity bitch, but after reading so many fanfics of him being a Dom, I couldn't resist.

This fanfic used Google Translate

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when the fic was so good, you just sit and wish it was you there rn….

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A presa e o caçador

Pairing: Jotun Loki x reader (You)

Summary: You run as fast as you can to escape the King of the Frost Giants, until he finds you and takes you as his.

Warning: little cat and mouse dynamic, angst?

A/N: I got this idea from another story I was reading by @holdmytesseract she's an amazing writer, and I hope one day to write as well as she does. english is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes

word count:732

The snow sang under your feet as you took long, rapid strides. You had no idea how long you had been running — or from what — but you knew that if this beast caught you, you would never see the light of day again. Even with a freezing winter capable of icing over even the Frost Giants, you were sweating, and your breath was ragged. At one point, you finally surrendered to exhaustion, leaning against a nearby pine tree. The cold wind kissed your face, as if urging you to turn back, to go home.

The brief moment of relief didn’t last long. From afar, you heard growls and heavy footsteps. You furrowed your brow, tired of running, tired of fleeing, but you had no choice. You had to keep going, even if it meant reaching the edge of the world. Before you could resume your desperate marathon, a massive hand clamped around your neck, pinning you against the tree. Your mouth formed an 'O' in shock. Cutting off your air, the towering figure was none other than what you had been running from.

Cruel ruby-red eyes studied you intently. Black hair framed his neck like a natural scarf, a massive horn of pure Asgardian gold gleamed atop his head, and his sky-blue skin was adorned with intricate, dark markings. He stood before you. Your feet no longer felt the cold, wet snow beneath you. This was it. He had caught you.

The massive beast opened his mouth to begin a monologue about your escape but was interrupted by you.

“Your Majesty Loki Laufeyson, I’m sorry, I truly am,” you blurted, a scowl formed on the Jotun King’s face. “It was never my intention to flee like that and abandon you in your palace bu-”

You were cut off by the large hand that had rested on your neck now pressing over your mouth. Before you realized it, you were being cradled like a child by the giant. His enormous eyes gazed at you with what seemed like understanding.

“You’ve caused me a lot of trouble, my child” he said, the nickname making you blush. He handled you as if you really were a child, which was partially true, given the nearly 2,000-year age difference between you. “It was even amusing to chase you like a deer, but now it’s time to go home and face the consequences of your actions.”

You knew better than anyone that he was more than pleased with your escape. Now he had an excuse to punish you—not that he ever needed one. He was a god, a king, and, above all, your husband. And he would break you into a thousand pieces as soon as you returned to the colossal ice palace. Let’s be honest, though—you were going to enjoy it immensely.

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Yeah, I'm fine

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just a reminder that namor isn’t hispanic or mexican or latino! he’s solely indigenous so please when writing him do not have him speaking spanish unless it’s necessary or have him using spanish nicknames (which tends to be the case with spanish speaking characters as far as i’ve seen in fan fiction). he wouldn’t default to speaking in spanish, it’s not his first language nor is it his primary one. it’s yucatec maya! there are plenty of loving and endearing nicknames you can pull out of this wonderful language. please do not erase that representation simply because you find it easier or more convenient or simply out of ignorance. <<3

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→ Love Underwater.

gif credit.

pairing: namor of talokan x queen!reader.

rating: fluff.

warning: spoilers for black panther: wakanda forever.

The King lets out a light grunt when you slip his large necklace off after you took his cape off of his shoulders, revealing the gills on the two crooks of his neck. He tilts his head, cracking the bones of his neck, and you giggle when his lips graze the knuckles of your fingers. Then, you click each of his arm bracelets open, removing and putting them on the adorned tray for the servants to pick up later when you're done.

You massage the muscles of his arms and shoulders, and he groans approvingly. Hands trailing down to his abdomen, unclasping his large belt from around his refined waist. You never let the servants undress the King when he retires to his chambers; a job you've taken it upon yourself since the day you married the King of Talokan; a sweet and intimate gesture of a wife to her husband. When you're done, Ku'kul'kan whisks you playfully to his lap while he's sitting on the large bed. He kisses your neck fondly, while you kiss the crown of his head, then you rest your cheek on his shoulder.

“Namora came to me today, my love.” You say idly, “Again.”

“Oh,” He raises an eyebrow, “Did she?”

“Yes.” You answer, drawing your head back so you can look at his face, “She's expressed her worry about you, my King.”

The latter regards you with gentle eyes, “And you share the same sentiment as well?”

You cup his cheek, your palm pressing lightly on the three marks left by the three scars.

In the recent weeks, the King has spent most of his time drawing the murals at his memorabilia cave —his sacred shrine as you call it— where you're used to watch him flicking his brush nimbly against the wall, recoding history. The latest of his works is The Battle Between The Serpent God and the Black Panther, the first time your husband lost.

“Our King chose peace over slaughter.” You told Namora, when came to you sulking, in her rough way of speeech, about her king cousin, your husband. The seasoned warrioress still can't digest the defeat of Talokan — of her king... god. In all honesty, neither could you, but as the queen, it's your duty to calm your subjects' qualms down, even if you have some of your own.

You glance down at his wrapped ankle, the slightest frown on your face; you've never seen your husband wounded in such a grotesque way. Despite your displeasure, the King seems to wear it with pride. Your eyes flit back to his face again.

“I did.” You answer frankly, “But not anymore. My trust in your judgement never wavers, my King.”

Ku'kul'kan cradles your cheeks in his warm hands, pressing a smooth kiss on your forehead, “Sometimes, I wish they had a piece of your wisdom, my love.”

You hold his hands, pressing kisses to his palms. “You flatter me, my King.”

“I only speak the truth, my Queen.” He smiles, thumbs gently stroking your cheeks.

Even after hundred years of marriage, you can't prevent the blush from smearing your cheeks red, and your husband laughs, flicking your cheek with his fingers.

“But the Panther Princess ought to be true to her words.” You say stubbornly. “Should she break them, and I'll be the one to bring her head on a spike,”

Ku'kul'kan smiles. “I'm counting on that.”

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Hi! New writer here, i'm so excited to be here but, i don't have any ideas plis, help me