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[shadeeinn777]

୨ৎ starving | xavier — shen xinghui

shen xinghui / xavier x fem!reader … quick smut !

18+ … mdni

Xavier just can’t keep his lips hands off you.

— all characters are of legal age and are mutually consenting.

→ content includes… explicit nsfw, porn/no plot, semi-public (bathroom), oral (fem receiving), use of ‘pussy’ and ‘cunt’, non-canon compliant, not proofread

→ song suggestion… “les” by childish gambino

̣̣̣︶꒷˚̣̣̣︶ ͡𑁬♱໒ ͡ ︶˚̣̣̣꒷︶†︶꒷ ˚̣̣̣ ꒷︶†︶꒷˚̣̣̣︶ ͡𑁬♱໒ ͡ ︶˚̣̣̣꒷︶˚̣̣̣

“X-Xavi!” your fingers grasp tightly at ash-blond strands of hair, desperate for some form of comfort as the man himself tortures the sweet heat between your thighs.

Who knew that red velvet fabric would make a guy lose his mind.

Xavier’s tongue lapped up the slick that oozed from your cunt like a man starved, crouched down uncomfortably in front of you as you sit prettily on the bathroom sink of this random bar your coworkers dragged the both of you to—something about wanting to celebrate a recent big project and getting drunk? Honestly, you couldn’t care less at this point. The only thing on your mind was the man wedged between your legs, squeezing your thighs tight in his rough, slender hands.

“Mmnf,” Xavier grunts when he feels your thighs squeeze around his head, brows furrowed with slight disturbance. “Quit squirminnf-“

“Xavi, I’m gunna—!” you squeal, swallowing hard in attempt to keep yourself from being heard by any other bar-goers. You can feel your partner smirk against your slit as your thighs clench around his head, in which he makes no effort to make you squeeze less hard. Xavier’s tongue is relentless, tracing tight circles on your clit as he practically devours you whole.

It wasn’t uncommon for Xavier to act like this—being between your legs, that is. When he isn’t hungry for a medium rare steak, he’s always tugging at your bottoms and dragging you to bed, practically burying his nose into your cunt the second your head hits the pillows. The ash-blond relishes in every little whimper and whine that leaves your mouth, eating you up like a man starved for what feels like hours.

Tonight was no different, it seems.

“Cum for me,” Xavier gasps out when he just barely pulls away from your pussy, slick clinging to his lips. “Please- m’so hungry,” he practically whines.

“Don’t s-stop then,” you pant, shoving his face back against your folds. It’s almost as if he melts in your touch with the way he relaxes against your cunt. You had the lingering idea that maybe he didn’t see it as any different from your lips—he kisses you down there like he’s leading your daily makeout sessions on the couch of his apartment, sloppy yet calculated.

The hunter’s thumb finds your clit when his tongue slips into your opening, rubbing imaginary hearts onto the bundle of nerves.

“Sh- fuck—!” you hiss, keeping his head flush to your pelvis. Xavier doesn’t protest, letting you roll your hips against him without complaint. “M’gunna cum, baby…”

Xavier moans against your pussy, excitement bubbling in his stomach as he feels you clench around his tongue. Eventually, your eyes roll and your head tilts back, knocking gently against the mirror as you let yourself go. Your lover groans delightfully at the taste of your juices, lapping it up and not wasting a single drop.

“Tastes so good…” he grunts, barely audible as he tongues at your slit. You try to look at him as he goes back to tongue-fucking you, but find yourself teary eyed as the stimulation begins to push you over the edge again.

“Mnngh- baby, m’gunna cum again, quit it!” You whine, trying to push him away from your sopping cunt. Xavier doesn’t obey, eager to make you cum again. The taste of your love mixes in with the alcohol he had tonight, and he swears up and down that he’s only drunk because of you, and he never gets drunk.

“Just one more…!” Xavier says against your pussy, muffled and desperate, almost like a kicked puppy.

Who are you to deny him?

You cum within seconds, and he eats it up like it’s his last meal. Eventually, when he thinks he’s had his fill which is impossible for someone with his appetite, he pulls away and stands straight, his hands gently squeezing your hips as he gives you a pleading look.

“Can we go home?”

You stare at him, chest heaving up and down as you try to come down from your high.

“Help me put my clothes back on first,” you say as you roll your eyes. Xavier gives you a dumb, minuscule smile.

“Yes, ma’am.”

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dearest,

erm this is just a cope post bc uni is actually killing me i miss being chronically online guys :/

⁺♪ sincerely, valentine ♰

[shadeeinn777]

i think sanji 100% has a breeding kink.

despite the trauma he suffered as a child, i think there's a large place in his heart that craves a family with you. this isn't to replace or make up for what he lost as a child, but to build something with you, together.

that being said, there's a part of him that feels euphoric every time he cums inside you. he holds you close as he rides through his orgasm, imagining that this will be the time that gets you pregnant and swollen with his child. his cute little quips and sweet dirty talk become less frequent, replaced by passionate requests to “put a baby in you,” and that, “you'll be the best mama ever.”

you guys usually start out in missionary but sanji keeps folding you like a lawn chair, and by the end of the night your legs are thrown over his shoulders and your knees are tucked so tightly into your chest. breeding you is eventually all sanji can think about, and it gets to the point where he'll ask you to cockwarm him during the night just so his cum doesn't slip out from your cunt.

once you show sanji the positive test, he becomes ecstatic. he promises he'll be the greatest husband and dad ever, that he'll make whatever you're craving during your pregnancy, that he'll start getting toys, furniture, the whole deal!

things are going great, until you realize sanji's breeding kink has transferred into a new love of pregnant sex.

...but that's a story for another day!

[shadeeinn777]

“how does one decide their assumption and stick with it?” well let me tell you how.

let me paint a picture of finances. you’re in a changing room, a sweater is €600. you’re in a room with two voices:

“you can’t afford it.”

“yes you can, it’s already yours.”

and instead of entertaining both, BECAUSE you have a spine, you say:

“shut the fuck up. i already chose.”

“how does one decide?” like this:

when your brain says “that’s too much,” you go “shut the fuck up and go away. it’s not.”

when your heart says “what if it doesn’t show up?” you say “shut the fuck up and go away. irrelevant.”

when the world says “prove it,” you say “oh my god do you ever shut up??????? watch me.”

deciding is being unreasonable, it is YOU being annoyingly sure. you are acting as if you’re the nepo baby of the universe. you don’t need to feel like it’s yours, you just need to refuse to believe anything else.

the 3d tries to argue with your self-doubt, you need to ghost it. no emotional response or fear tantrum, just “lol. anyway.”

you don’t wait to feel safe, you decide you’re already secure. why wait for proof when YOU are the proof.

and if it doesn’t work immediately, don’t flinch, don’t spiral. just keep going. the 3d is a reflection of your thoughts and your thoughts alone.

you decide and then you act like the world is glitching until it stops glitching. and it will. it always does.

CAUSE YOU’RE WHAT????? the god of your reality. 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

sparkle sparkle

[shadeeinn777]

content. mdni 18+

vinsmoke sanji ! pussy eating

 with your back flat against the wooden wall of his room, your panties hung off one ankle. your legs were hiked up on the nice linen of his all black suit. gentle kisses traced your skin and trailed up your thighs to the lips of your pussy. he took a deep sniff in, reveling not so silently in the scent of your arousal. groaning softly in approval, his tongue dipped forward to run his tongue flat against your pussy. you flinched in pleasure, sucking in a deep breath. you ran your fingers through the strands of his smooth, blond hair with both hands before gently leading him closer to your dripping cunt. without any hesitation, he slowly worked at your clit. soft flicks of the tip of his tongue and a suck here and there. soft moans left your slack jaw, following the flow of his tongue with your hips in light bucks.

 "you taste magnificent.." he mumbled into your cunt and his large hand wrapped around the leg on his shoulder, cold rings pleasantly stinging your warm skin. "better than anything i've ever tasted."

 "you- hahhh.. talk too much" you spoke bashfully, tips of your ears turning hot as you stared down at his face nudged deep in the space between your thighs. he responded with a smile and a loud slurp on your cunt.

 " 'm sorry, my love."

 he savored you, ravaging you lovingly. he groaned ever so often as he appreciated your slick that sat on his tongue and slid down his throat. you twitched on his taste buds and the small bucks of your hips became more aggressive to ride his face in need. you whimpered, gulping down your saliva as his hazy brown eyes shifted upwards to prettily stare at you. you whimpered loudly when your eyes connected. his eyes were calm and studied you carefully. his face scrunched in satisfaction, cheeks flushed pink and hollowed in slightly to suck at your aching clit. your hands tugged at his scalp to push him as close to you as possible. his nose bumped at your pubic mound, nuzzling against your smooth skin each time your hips knocked themselves into him. you chanted his name sweetly, your gaze locked into his only to squeeze shut when you could feel the pressure build up.

 he ignored the feeling on his head as you unknowingly pulled painfully tight on his tresses, egging you on with his tongue and feather light caresses to your hips. you snuck your bottom lip between your teeth, knees almost buckling underneath you if it weren't for sanji keeping you still. he moaned greedily against your leaking cunt, swallowing the smallest drops of your climax until there was none left. your hips stuttered against his tongue, your whines bouncing off the walls of his room.

 "that's a good girl.." he murmured as he pulled away from you, messaging his thumbs into your skin and kissing at your hip bones.

[shadeeinn777]

Things To Manifest

I hope by now you understand that you can manifest whatever you want without having to “wait” for it. Need you to pick a few and manifest them. I’m so fr

- knowing how to do things without prior experience

- a new luxury car (like a 911 turbo s or Aston martin)

- free rent

- becoming a video vixen

- having your fave artist make music about you

- a free apartment or house or penthouse

- all expenses paid trips

- a new pet

- new wardrobe

- having a celebrity stylist as your personal stylist

- random six figures deposits in your bank account

- being friends with your favorite youtubers

- more hair

- a yatcht

- a beachfront property

- being a choreographer for your favorite musicians

- 500k followers on any social media platform

- being the highest paid creator on any social media platform

- brand trips that are actually luxurious

- free coffee

- free hair appointments

- having your own set of jets

- a loyal Jamaican man

- a loyal Nigerian man

- being accepted into the university/program of your choice

- being insanely successful without having a college degree

- an incredible career in directing with no prior experience

- best seats at concerts or sporting events

- being the best victoria secret angel in existence

- being fluent in multiple languages

- never being nervous

- winning a Grammy

- having multiple rich and generous sps

- always being the smartest in the room

- being celebs’ fave celeb

- your favorite show being renewed (i love this one)

- going viral overnight

[shadeeinn777]

Stop Lying To Yourself About Not Having It When You Do

Your reality “changes” when you do. It “changes” when you decide it has changed. Nothing can happen for you before that. It moves with you and isn’t separate from you. That’s why I hate hearing people, in the year of 2025 like cmon bc so fucking fr, say that you need to ignore the 3d because it’s old. Focus on the 4d omg……. Babes, I’m not gonna hold your hand when I say this. EVERYTHING IS THE SAME AND EVERYTHING IS NOW FUCK. As the operant power, you literally get to label everything around you and give it the meaning you want. As long as you keep calling the 3d old and something that needs to catch up, it’s always gonna reflect that because that’s how you see it. You don’t ever go in front of a mirror and think you are seeing something old. You believe you are seeing something as it is in the moment. That’s how you need to view the world. Tell yourself you are seeing exactly what you want to see because you are. There is no “waiting” or “time delay” unless you literally say so bro wtf.  Nothing can delay your manifestation because you already have it. You already are it. That’s it. Stop playing around. Stop thinking you are being delusional. You know this information for a reason so use it for your benefit. You don’t get to just pretend you don’t know how this works anymore. If you want to sit around and watch people in this community create the life they want while you watch on the sidelines, that’s your business babes. Go you. Also, you are manifesting success for them by doing that so again do yourself a favor and just decide.  People get so tripped up by. The "just decide" or "just be" statements when it literally just means tell a new story about yourself or a thing. You want a new job ………. “Omg I love my new job.” You want a new place to live ……… “Omg my place is perfect wtf I did that fr.” You want to be in a relationship …….. “Why are we in such a perfect relationship omg this eats.” Stop overcomplicating it. Stop overthinking negatively and stop telling yourself you are doing something wrong or you need to do more to have what you want. Stop thinking you have to reprogram your subconscious mind. I’m not sorry at all y’all. Why the fuck do you have to reprogram your mind when you already have what you want? Did you reprogram you mind so you can be sure the moon comes out at night???? You didn’t so why are you trying to do that for anything else. For something you already have????????????? You can tell yourself once or 100k times it doesn’t matter. As long as you know that as the operant power in your reality that your words aren’t going into some empty void and that they will do what you sent them to do, they will. They have to. So choose differently and stop giving a fuck about doubt. Stop trying to put in effort towards getting something you already have. Who the fuck is doubt and who the fuck are you? Oh okay. 

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nsfw. simon ghost riley x reader

I imagine Simon as a certified thighs guy. Like imagine him laying down on your thighs and biting on 'em occasionally. Just to hear you yelp and complain about him being a big mutt. Him just loving the plush fat and sleeping on 'em or asking you to squeeze his face between 'em.

He is your big mutt, your personal guard dog.

Now he is obsessed with your thighs and being between it and eat your pussy, his face between your folds, tongue lapping on your syrupy slick, slobbering mess as he grunts praises while you whine. He's so messy, and gods he's gripping your thighs again biting them when he wants to withdraw the pleasure away.

It makes you feel so hot, so fucking hot. Your trying to grind your hips on his face, nose specifically. He looks up, through his eyes tongue rolling against your bud as you shudder, trying to push away at the overwhelming sensation.

He's being a bad dog, he knows. He's being a mean boyfriend to you right now. Biting and licking and pawing all over your sweet sweet cunt. What can he do? He just loves the way you get all shy and sweet and teary when his mouth is on that pussy.

God he loves being your mutt.

[shadeeinn777]

I can’t get this fic out of my mind. Thank you @mytanuki-kun 🙏🏻😌✨💕

[shadeeinn777]

Yet again, more proof that capitalism was never about "freedom" or "small government".

[shadeeinn777]

More proof that capitalism was never "freedom" or "small government".

[shadeeinn777]

this is lifted almost directly from my dm's with @/quarterlifekitty earlier + barely expanded upon at all cause i'm lazy, but also i was right so i say again:

cw: implied emotional infidelity. MDNI

ex-husband!nik who lingers, after. knows exactly where he can find you, exactly when. (he told you that was dangerous, the habit.)

so he's always there, thursdays, wherever you are. payday; date night. he sits at the bar and watches as you giggle and clutch this new man's hand and you chat about your respective days.

he likes the way you squawk when the waitress says the bill has already been paid; likes the way your man scowls even better. he knows you won't turn to find him at the bar, smirking over the rim of a glass that cost more than your combined meals with this boy.

(knows this just as he knew where to find you, four weeks into this new schedule, because there had only ever been four places you'd liked, picky and thing, that your new beau could afford, and he'd already crashed all you other haunts in the weeks proceeding - the same reason you won't look him in the eye now, won't acknowledge as he sends an authentic burgundy to your table to round out the night.)

he doesn't leave when you do, spends the whole night right there at that bar, watching your table as fresh new lovers cycle in and out, talking you round in circles from the moment you left the restaurant, your number lighting up his screen so you can bitch at him, until the moment they kick him out because every minute he keeps you on the line is another minute you don't spend fucking this new fool on your prescheduled and preordained date night.

(honestly, you're welcome, and he'll see you tomorrow when you insist upon popping over to pay him back)

[shadeeinn777]

Estranged Husband Nikolai

Inspired by @pricegouge 's post about ex husband Nikolai (they're different I promise)

You got married young, too young but he was a stability you needed at the time. A financial stability - within the first year of marriage you had a nice house, a nice car, a nice allowance to go shopping for whatever you wanted and a very, very nice ring to tie it all together.

It wasn't until you realized you spent more nights alone than with Nikolai that all those nice things lost their sparkle. Between arguments you stowed away your allowance to save up for a divorce. You knew he'd fight it out just to be petty.

And he did. You moved out into your own flat and within an hour he flooded your phone with texts and calls. An attorney you called had to decline due to Nikolai contacting them first. You watched as your savings slowly drained.

One night you finally broke and called him back for the first time in months, begging for him to just sign the papers. You'd return everything; the car, the clothes, the jewelry, your ring. You just wanted to move on.

"No."

He agreed to give you an allowance again, let you live in your "little flat" and live how you wanted but the two of you had made a promise and he was a man of his word. Until death.

Several years later and your ring sat at the bottom of your jewelry box. You had a career, friends, a few dates here and there - all the stability you craved in your youth. Nikolai still loomed over you.

His visits were infrequent and random. He still acted like the two of you were in the honeymoon phase. Making you breakfast in the morning, bringing flowers with him, making you come over and over.

You almost fall for it. You think about letting him back in your life, trying this marriage thing again. You're older now. You have a life outside of him.

He thinks about it too. Lips against your ear as the head of his cock brushes against your womb, "maybe a baby will fix us?"

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۫ ꣑ৎ . he always grumbles about how tight you are every time as if his massive dick isnt the real issue.

size kink. slight force. rough sex. power play.

people often say you are lucky to have your husband, because of his impressive size.

his cock.

its as big as they say, thick and heavy stretching you to your limit as he pushes in, inch by agonizing inch.

you’re soaked, dripping but the tightness makes you both groan, your pussy clenching around him like a vice.

“goddamn, you’re too tight,” he mutters, his hands gripping your thighs to hold you open.

“every fucking time, its like you’re trying to kill me.” you gasp, half laughing, half moaning your hands braced against his chest as he bottoms out, the stretch burning so good you can barely think.

“maybe you’re just too big, kento,” you tease voice breathy but sharp, knowing itll rile him up.

his eyes narrow and he thrusts hard, deep, making you cry out, your nails digging into his skin.

“too big?” he repeats, a smirk tugging at his lips as he pulls back, then slams into you again, the headboard rattling.

“you’re the one squeezing me like you want me to lose it.” his words are clipped, frustrated.

your pussy flutters, and he groans, his rhythm faltering for a second.

“fuck, do that again, and im not gonna last.”

“kento, cmon,” you whine your hips rocking to meet his thrusts, the slick sounds obscene in the quiet room.

“you’re always complaining, but you love it—admit it.” you clench around him, and his breath hitches, his hands sliding to your waist, gripping hard as he fucks you faster, deeper, like hes trying to prove a point.

“love it?” he growls leaning down, his lips brushing your ear, his tie dangling against your chest.

“this tight pussy is gonna be the death of me.” eitherwise the way hes pounding into you, relentless, says hes addicted.

you moan loud and unashamed, and he keeps talking, unable to stop.

“you feel too good, too—fuck—perfect, how am i supposed to focus on anything when you’re like this?”

“kento, please..” you gasp, your voice breaking hands clawing at his shoulders as you feel the stretch, the fullness, the everything.

“dont stop—fuck, you’re so big.” your praise slips out and he groans, deep and guttural, his hips stuttering as he fights to keep control.

“say that again,” he demands voice husky, one hand sliding to your clit, rubbing firm, quick circles that make you see stars.

“tell me how big i am, love, you started this.”

“so big, kentooo...” you moan, voice high and desperate,

“can barely take you—fuck, you’re wrecking me.” the words spill out, and hes done for, his groans turning to curses as he thrusts once, twice, then comes, spilling hot and deep inside you, his body shuddering as he grips your hips like you’re his anchor.

you’re right behind him, your orgasm crashing through you, a sharp, shuddering wave that leaves you gasping, clenching around him as he rides it out, still murmuring, “too tight, too fucking tight.”

© written by kaizer | do not copy plagiarize or translate any.

[shadeeinn777]

NSFW

a/n: another kofi request!

Your deer hybrid lover had been rather antsy lately, not very keen on letting you leave after your weekly visit.

It was late December, Christmas had just come and gone and you’d come with treats and presents. He enjoyed your company more than anything, but the soft red scarf you knitted for him and sweet pastries you shared also made him incredibly happy.

But when you got ready to leave, he shook his head, reaching out to pull you close to him.

“No… please, don’t go. It’s not safe…”

His antlers lightly rubbed against your shoulder as he clung to you, his fluffy little tail twitching. He was sensing something you couldn’t, and you trusted his instincts enough to listen when he said something bad was about to happen.

“Alright, alright. How long do I have to stay?”

The deer hybrid looked away, his hood scraping the ground shyly.

“… all winter,” he murmured, his freckles cheeks a light pink. “Preferably.”

He was terrified of you being away from him, knowing the first big freeze was coming. It was a buck’s duty to make sure his doe stayed warm and safe during the winter, keeping you well fed and happy would make him feel like a good mate.

“All winter? But I have a job, I can’t-“

“P-please, just until this blizzard is over,” he pleaded, grabbing hold of your hand.

You let out a sigh, allowing him to guide you back into his cottage by the meadow. “Fine… but I’m leaving once the blizzard lets up.”

He let out a happy whine, curling up with you in bed as the winter’s first snow began to fall.

At first it was peaceful, watching the snowflakes dance in the wind, twirling about… but that’s when it began to come down harder.

Within minutes you could barely see out the window. All that was visible was a white blur, and now you understood that if you had attempted to walk home, you would have gotten stuck in a blizzard.

“You understand now,” he murmured, kissing at your cheek and jaw. “I just want to keep you safe with me. It’s dangerous during the winter…”

When the temperatures began to drop, your lover rubbed his hips against your plump ass, pushing his erection into you.

“I can keep you warm… if you’ll let me.”

He lifted your leg, letting you feel his bulge right on your clothed cunt. His deer legs were so fluffy and warm, brushing against you as he rocked his hips.

You let out a whimper, growing wet from his touch. The air was growing cold, even with the fire burning in the hearth nearby.

“Please…”

With that he was pawing at your clothing, helping you undress until your cunt was bare. “I’ve heard some humans say skin to skin contact is the best way to stay warm when the weather is bad…”

He was purring, his deer ears flicking excitedly as his cock slid between your thighs. “I always spend winter all alone, you know? All year I’ve been hoping this time you’d be here with me…”

Soft nibbles were left along your neck as his cock rubbed against your hole, desperate to sink into you.

“I wanna have a fawn with you… don’t you think you’d be a good mama?”

You whined as he pushed in, feeling his cock drag against your velvety walls as you moaned together.

His chest was pressed against your back, his warm breath on your neck. “T-that’s it, my little doe… my mate…”

Your mate’s hips slapped agaisnt yours, making a lewd ‘plap, plap, plap’ sound. The feeling of his ears wiggling and tickling your head made you feel so warm.

He was too cute!

Every time he got close to cumming, his ears would wiggle and his tail would twitch. You had learned this during your time with him, so you let yourself go and began meeting his thrusts.

“Ahh, right there…” you mewled, causing his pupils to dilate. Just the smallest big of praise had him slamming into you, hitting the spot that made you cry out in pleasure.

His cum was thick, filling your womb and making you feel sleepy. With your belly feeling all warm and stuffed with his seed, you knew it would be time to curl up with him soon.

He draped himself over you, his tail twitching as he licked at your cheek. “Did I do good?”

You scratched under his chin, giving the base of his antlers a scratch. “Mhm, perfect.”

The deer hybrid let you pet his fluffy legs as he began grooming and preening you. If you didn’t know any better, you might think he was a cat.

The two of you spent the rest of the blizzard together, snuggling and fucking for warmth.

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NSFW

Innocent!puppy hybrid reader saying that wolf hybrid bf is making your tummy feel weird.

Wolf hybrid bf, who’s pumping his fingers into your fat puppy cunt, purring and telling you keep being his good pup.

He’s just making you feel better since you’re going into heat, but you’re a dumb little puppy and can’t get that through your heat riddled mind. Just keep making those cute sounds, and soon your pussy will be wet enough to take his knot~

Can’t you be his good girl? He’s always taking care of you, even when you get into trouble and make a mess for him to clean up. He’s such a good mate, tending to your needs and keeping you nice and full of his cum.

Oh, and how cute you look when his knot swells up inside of your sweet pussy, making you cry out and mewl like a bitch in heat… which you are.

His sweet girl, what would you do without him?

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[shadeeinn777]

When are all the writers on here gonna realize that Remmick is a touch starved lonely submissive loser? Like that man is dying to be let in and shown some love. I honestly think that he would fall to his knees if he was ever shown any kindness. He simply couldn’t take it. Underneath that scary big bad wolf is a man that hasn’t been shown love or kindness in a millennium and I’m willing to bet that if you caressed his cheek and told him just how pretty he was he’d chub up bc he’s not used to it. I mean he’s been on his own for 1300+ years. I know for a fact that he isn’t this demonic villainous devil that the movie portrayed him to be for the sake of an antagonist . He’s actually a dog with separation anxiety that’s blocking the door and full on whining for you not to leave him flipping on his back and barring his belly at you for a few quick pets hoping to make you forget just why you have to leave home in the first place.

The whole reason I’m posting this is bc I have an addiction to powerful men being nurtured into submission by their significant others… and bc I’m so totally addicted to everything Jack O’Connell . I NEED SUB!REMMICK X DOM FEM READER ASAP. Im GNAWING at the bars of my encloser SEND HELP

[shadeeinn777]

something about smoke being rejected since childhood because everyone was certain his father's evil lived on in him. something about annie being the only one to call smoke 'elijah' and how that makes him soften. something about how just before they're truly reunited, annie says 'i dont want any of that smoke on the baby'. something about annie being the one who sets smoke free from his past and his sins and lets him be human instead.