shhuuga

[shhuuga]

trying to find pictures that fit such a niche aesthetic not even pinterest knows wtf my ass tammat

[shhuuga]

high me here, i agreewith the original statement

the bear. im cummin for u nexxxt.

[shhuuga]

u make me feel so seen as a black girl omgggg ily sm🩷

this motivates me to write sm like yall dont get it i love yallsm <3

[shhuuga]

carmy choking you bc im a whore respectable girl

[ carmy berzatto x brown/black!reader ]

carmy loves that you love his hands. they quickly became your favorite part on him because of how efficient he was with them. obviously, he worked with them. he cut and tweezed and did everything else with them in the kitchen. you loved watching him in his element, making you two food with extreme precision. but in the bedroom... it's an entirely different story.

he's obsessed with fingering you. he just loves it so much. the way he uses his left hand to hold you in place while his right moves in and out of you or rubs your clit while his cock splits you open keeps his mind busy all day. even jus cuddling usually turns into carmy, sliding his one of his hands down past your pants (if it wasn't there already) rubbing you softly. he so perverted with it, too, sliding his hand down to your knees and back up to the top of your thigh.

but his favorite guilty pleasure his choking you. sliding his free hand up to squeeze your neck while you're riding his soul out of him, his other hand rubbing your clit. same thing when he's drilling into you with one of your ankles being held up on his shoulder. reaching down to press slightly on both sides of your neck, cutting your airway just enough to make your smile turn dumb, mouth holding open.

his real favorite, though, is when you two are in doggy. that's when carmy just puts you in a full-blown headlock, tucking your neck deep into the crook of his elbow. he pulls you back, deepening your arch on accident and pushing the air out of you. you claw at his elbow, the ecstasy of his cock running through every vein in your entire body. you were trying so hard to scream, to talk, something. but the way carmy was fucking you like he had something to prove, compared with his tight hold on your neck, you were powerless to do anything but moan shamelessly into the smoky air of your bedroom.

carmy just loves making you feel good with his hands. no matter how.

[shhuuga]

LMAOOOO I SWEAR SOMEONE NEEDS TO TAKE MY PHONE WHILE IM DRUNK

the bear. im cummin for u nexxxt.

[shhuuga]

the bear. im cummin for u nexxxt.

[shhuuga]

hiii!! i just want to say i love ur blog and frank castle work. its so hard find representation of brown readers in fanfics and reading ur stuff makes it so nice to be included. 🤍🤍🤍🤍anyways i hope u have a good day🩷🩷🩷

thank you lovee i try my bestttt 💞💞 more coming soon love

[shhuuga]

PSA: MY BLOG IS FOR THE BLACK AND BROWN READERS ONLY!

DASSIT, BYE!

[shhuuga]

Time for a redesign on this page even tho i JUST did one like a month ago

[shhuuga]

giggling maniacally as i think of this but!!!

(frank castle x black!reader)

frank castle does NOT moan. he grunts and groans and cusses like a goddamn animal and it is so beyond hot. it's slow and long at the beginning. like how he struggles to push completely in you so he's gotta open his girl up (via rubbing your clit reeeeaaalll slow) and when your thick, brown legs fall open all pliant for him, he takes the chance to thrust forward and nest the rest of him inside you. then they pick up a lil, when he speeds up his thrusts and slides one of his hands up to grip your neck softly, cutting off your air jus a bit (frankie boy was very clear that he'd never choke u hard, sorry bb) he leans down, some of his weight forcing your legs to bunch up and angle him right where you need him. next thing you know, he's started to unravel, to fall apart at the seams. he starts talking, and he doesn't stop.

"that's my fuckin' girl..take me, baby. that's right. you gonna cum, huh? you're squeezing me so-- fuck. fuckin' tight, baby. too deep, hm? no, i don't think so, mama. you're a big girl, baby. you can take it."

he mutters attagirls and that's its all the while you cum, but goes nonverbal the second he starts chasing his high, just groaning and grunting, and fucking into you like a caveman.

[shhuuga]

hehe okay jake gets a fic next then I'm clearing my inbox of anime stuff

18+ content under the cut, minors and ageless blogs dni

huunni drops ↪frank castle 🙀 eating drabble because i can't sleep. that's really it. lowkey kinda shitty bc im still getting back into writing but expect more actor or character stuff in the future. tom hardy, jake gyllenhaal, hugh jackman, etc.

frank castle x brown!fem!reader

it was a joke. a stupid slip of the tongue that you didn't have a second thought about until now. frank and you were sitting in your apartment, on the couch, frank, letting you curl up in between his legs, occasionally sitting up to mess with him. then a sex scene came on in the show you two were watching. the average aggressive clattering left both of you silently rolling your eyes and holding back cringes as the female lead made an extremely un-sexy remark about sitting on her boyfriend's face. more specifically, on his nose.

"his nose is so small, i mean-- i would get it if his nose was big, like yours.. but it just doesn't make sense." frank stopped listening after you said 'yours', blood already rushing to his dick as he imagined how fucking hot it would be for you to sit on his nose, practically suffocating him while he sucked on your pretty clit. surely he couldn't leave that fantasy in the back of his head, right?

"mm-mmn. stop fuckin' running. you're not goin- shit, you're not goin' anywhere, baby. you asked for this." frank reprimands you from below, fixing you hips back down on his face. you tried to reason with him through broken up moans of his name and other incomprehensible noises. you could hurt him, you could be too heavy, he could die.

for all frank castle stood for, hand on his heart, dying right in this moment would make him the happiest man alive. smothered in between your beautiful brown thighs and sucking on your pussy while you moan with no conviction, no shame. you could cover your mouth or push yourself off him if you really tried, but you couldn't, because your mind was being turned into mush by the way frank moved his tongue on you.

you can feel that buzzing deep in your stomach starts to heat up, and your breath becomes short. all you can grasp onto is frank's bulging forearms, wrapped around your thighs, keeping them up by his ears. "ohhh shit, oh fuck, fuck me, fuuuuck me, frank, oh my god, fuck.."

atta girl, he wants to say. keep on cummin, all over my face. don't you worry, i've got you. say my name just like that. but instead, he hums into your clit, short mhm-mhm sounds that start to sound more like moans. they are moans. frank lays flat after a few moments, not daring to move you until you move yourself save for the fact that he literally cannot breathe. he doesn't care, he's a marine, after all. he's trained for this type of shit.

when you do move however, you come to the bizarre realization that frank just came, untouched, just from eating your pussy. you almost wanna tease, but he's already climbing on top of you, kissing up your neck and face. "now.. let's try that position you mentioned last week. the one up on the wall."

[shhuuga]

frank castle the pussy eater. yup imma write about that

[shhuuga]

told my dad i was thinking about rewatching punisher last night and HE goes "...is this another one of your white boy love things?" BITCH ahhahshshbdbdbsb

yes, dad. yes it is.

[shhuuga]

and is it okay to say if you give me a white boy with a slightly above average nose and maybe an accent I'd let him do borderline illegal things to me or

[shhuuga]

Bro wheres the fuckign picture where the girl was like

"Do the tariffs effect me?" "No sweetheart" "okay 🎀 yay 🎀"

Please ik yallknow what im talking about

[shhuuga]

please PLEASE Can you write reader ovulating with Simon Riley, his dick would hurt by the end.

what happens to simon riley when you're ovulating (his dick would fall off if it were me tbh)

your sex life with simon is already active as is, so the moment you start ovulating, he's in trouble. serious trouble. you can barely keep yourself off of him. everything he does sends a throbbing want to your pussy.

manspreading? you're already on top of him, tugging his jeans down just enough to ride his heavy cock. his big hands find purchase on your hips, grunting lowly.

"fuckin' eager, huh?" he's only half hard by the time you're bouncing on him, and you don't get off until either of you can't speak, and you've ruined yet another pair of his jeans from the amount of slick and cum that stains the fabric.

rolling up his sleeves, seeing the way his forearms and veins flex? you're begging him to finger you, and he gladly listens.

"need me t'fuckin' fill ya full, don't ya?" bent over whatever surface of your house, stuffed full of his fingers knuckle deep as your walls clench around him. one orgasm isn't enough, two, three, four, five until you're babbling incoherently and spraying the front of his shirt with your release.

the thing men do when they reverse, placing one hand behind the passenger seat? belt, GONE. you make hasty work of his jeans just so you can suck his dick as he drives—bonus points if he's still reversing. half-way laid across the center console with a face-full of his throbbing cock, already leaking pre. he's a mess, whimpers spilling from his lips as he bites down on the plush flesh. he's pulling your panties to the side, burying three fingers deep in your cunt with ease at the sheer wetness of your pussy.

him, reading with glasses? you bet he isn't taking his eyes off a single page as he ruts into you from behind, book laid across your back slick with sweat. he might be a little mean, make you fuck yourself back on his dick, balls slightly slapping your clit enough to make your eyes roll back into your head. get a drop of cum on his book, and he'll punish you.

getting passionate about his interests? fuck in missionary so he can continue yapping as he toys with your clit and pounds into your throbbing cunt. his words are long lost on you—you don't even notice when his words start getting condescending.

"always gettin' in m'pants..." he grunts, the sound of skin slapping and mindless whimpers and mewls fill the room, "fuckin' slut, you tryin' to get pregnant? want me t'fill you? dirty whore..."

by the end of your ovulation phase, you might've definitely gotten knocked up, and his dick is no longer with us. (he still has his hands and face, ladies...)

[shhuuga]

Not tumblr censoring me bcs i called jake gyllenhaal and james mcavoy d1lfs omg LMAO