#[and for the love of god: DO NOT TAKE MATRESSES]

[killemwithkawaii]

PSA: It's Spring, and therefor the time of year that rich people start yeeting perfectly good shit on the street. Keep your peepers peeled, and may you be blessed with a bounty of curbside scratch 'n dent treasures... ✨✨✨

[evie-sturns]

𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘥 - 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰

summary: you're in the mood, chris isn't, just because hes not in the mood doesnt mean you can't get off by yourself, right?

warnings: smut, fem!masturbation, use of vibrator, teasing.

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the heat between my thighs is growing as i lay next to chris. hes scrolling aimlessly on his phone, the way his hand is gripping it, his hair resting on his forehead as the dim light from his phone illuminates his blue eyes in the pitch black room.

god.

i squirm slightly in bed, as i let out a soft whimper.

"you okay?" chris asks, his voice raspy and deep.

"chris..?" i mumble, sitting up in bed.

"mhm?" he says, sitting up aswell.

i pull back the covers slightly, just so chris's clothed lap is uncovered, i place my palm on his bulge, rubbing softly through his sweatpants. "stop please." he whispers, grabbing my wrist lightly and placing it back on my lap.

i look down at my hand, resting on my lap. my cheeks flush from embarrassment, chris flicks on the small lamp on the bedside table. "i'm sorry baby, not in the mood today, i'm really tired." chris says rubbing my back in circles

“please chris.. i need you.” i whine.

“y/n, i have a busy day tommorow, i need to go to sleep. i’m sorry, but i’m not doing this today.”

i nod, "it's fine." i say, climbing over chris's legs out of bed.

chris's eyes follow me as i walk over to our closet, rummaging through it before pulling out a small pink vibrator. i hold it in my hand, attempting to hide it.

without another word i pull my shirt off over my head, throwing it in the closet, my shorts and panties follow.

"sweetheart, i told you, not today." he mumbles as i climb back into bed.

"i know, just cause you're not in the mood, doesn't mean i'm not." i say, turning on the vibrator, the hum of it fills the room as his head snaps to my direction. "oh fuck." he groans, barely audible.

i turn the vibrator up to a higher setting, before pressing it against my clit. a shaky moan exits my mouth as i grip the mattress in-between me and chris.

he's staring shamelessly, repositioning himself.

my moans intensify as i twist on the bed. "good girl." he says, reaching a hand over and running it through my hair. "oh my god." i whimper as he grabs my hand which is gripping the matress. he holds my hand.

"such pretty noises, turn it up for me." he says referring to the toy. i keep it on the same setting, already overstimulated. "don't make me repeat myself." he says, his voice hoarse.

i nod with a little moan, clicking the button on the vibrator, turning it up to the highest setting. chris praises me as i squeeze his hand until my knuckles grow white.

he takes his hand out of my silky hair, before reaching between my legs and grabbing the vibrator from me, pressing it harsher against my clit.

'i cant!-" i grip his wrist which is holding the vibrator as i squeeze my eyes shut. my orgasm hits me as my legs shake frantically. i pant, trying to catch my breath but chris holds the vibrator still against my clit.

"too much!!" i say on the verge of tears. "too much!" i repeat, pulling his arm away from me.

he turns it off before sitting up on the bed, his back resting against the headboard. he pulls me up onto his lap, cradling me as he grips my thighs, trying to stop the shaking. "you alright?" he says quietly, trying not to provoke me. "i think so.."

after a few minutes of him kissing my forehead and praising me, i feel a hard bulge pressing against my hip.

"chris.." i mumble.

"wait what?" he says, acting clueless.

"i thought ya weren't turned on?" i say innocently.

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this was such a good req fr

i fucking love chase atlantic i cant

[dreamescapeswriting]

Quality Time With You ~ MYG [M]

WORD COUNT: 0.7K

PAIRING: Yoongi x fem!reader

GENRE: smut, just smut, minors DNI, nipple and breast play, oral, yoongi have a breast/nipple kink

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - September 2023

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I lost the screenshot of the ask im so sorry!!!

Yoongi couldn't help himself when it came to playing with your nipples and your breasts, it was just something he loved doing and found it damn near impossible to keep his hands to himself. Which was why the two of you were lying in bed after a long day and your boyfriend had already attached himself to your breast.

"Yoongi," You whined out a little when you felt your boyfriend sucking on your pebbled nipples making you look down at him. Yooingi's lips were wrapped around your breast sucking softly as he looked up at you with a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips. Your head rolled back against the pillow as your back arched away from the matress pushing your breast against Yoongi more. As Yoongi switched his mouth to your other breast he took the other in his hand and began to roll your nipple with his finger, your head spinning a little as you let out a moan. You'd never known it was possible to orgasm from nipple play until Yoongi came along and now you could hardly get enough of it.

"Fuck," You moan out louder, your breathing growing heavier as you watched him. You adored seeing Yoongi like this, his nose pressed against your skin as he pushed himself closer to you trying to get more of you in his mouth.

"You've got such beautiful nipples," Yoongi grunted as he looked up at you, your whole body heating as he took one of your nipples between his fingers and pinched it gently making you squeal out just a little. Your eyes rolled back a little as you felt your boyfriend take your nipple back into his mouth, you didn't want him to stop. You never wanted him to stop. You tangled your fingers into his hair, moaning louder as you tried your best to control your breathing.

"Shit," You hiss out as your thighs rubbed together trying to cause a little friction between them but instead you reached down to take Yoongis cock in your hand. Pumping it slowly as he let out a little grunt against your nipple,

"Baby," He groans out, rolling his hips into your hand a little, you loved being able to please him while he was pleasing you since it seemed to drive him crazier. 

"I want to please you too," You whined out at him as he began flicking his tongue over your nipple again and again your eyes squeezing shut as you pumped him faster in your hand. Yoongi squeezed your other nipple as he sucked on the other one, smirking around your breast as he watched you. 

He loved knowing what he could do to you simply by sucking on your tits, he knew how to get you to cum and all for him.

"Y-Yoongi," You moan out as he pushes your breasts close together, dragging his tongue over both of your nipples as he does it again and again, harder this time as you beg him to keep going.

"Holy fuck!" You cry out as he twirls his tongue around your nipples, sucking harsher this time as you felt yourself getting closer to your release.

"Please...Please don't stop," You begged further egging Yoongi on as he moved faster, sucking harsher until your whole body exploded. Your orgasm hits you like waves sending your body into some small spasms. Yoongi chuckles to himself, biting down on your nipples softly as you let out a frustrated whimper at him.

"We need to keep doing that," You moaned out at him as you moved away from him, kneeling beside him before taking his cock into your mouth. Yoongi instantly rolled his head back against the sheets and let out the loudest moan,

"God, your mouth feels incredible." His hands moved to the rest of the back of your neck, just gently holding you as you took him to the back of your throat gagging around him.

"Just..Just like that," He breathes out as you take the rest of his cock into your hand and began to pump softly, twisting your hand ever so slightly as he grunts out your name. You felt him twitch against your tongue making you move faster around him until he moans out, cumming into your mouth and watching as you proudly swallow all of his cum. 

"Shit," He moans out, both of you cuddling up to one another as you pant out of breath. You wouldn't change this moment for anyone or anything.

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[svnnysidez]

hello! Tysm for the make out w/ riize it was so fun to read! Hope you don't mind another request. With any riize member you choose but with prompt 'look how much you came'.

I believe that's similar to what I read 💀...

Tysm

-🩷

note: yay im so glad you enjoyed it doll!! and ofc i dont 💕💕

sungchan loves fingering you. loves anything to do with his fingers stuffed deep into your cunt he thoroughly enjoys. you were sprawled out in front of him, his left hand holding your thigh open while two of his fingers on his right hand fuck you open. you trying to push his hand away. "please sung- haah - chan, cant, cant, take it anymore." "come on baby, just one more, just for me please, then you can have my dick okay?" your hands gripping the comforter as your back arched off the bed. his fingers curling inside of you, hitting that gummy spot that he'd been abusing all night. he added a third finger to your cunt, the stretch making you moan out loudly. legs shaking under him, cunt squeezing around his fingers. "sungchan- st stop feels like im gonna.." "are you gonna squirt for me hun, come on, you can do it." squirming under him hips rolling against his fingers. his other hand moving to your swollen clit, circling it, bringing you to your end so much faster. squirting all over his fingers, matress and clothes. "god hun, look how much you came, squirted all over me like a good girl."

[truetogaia]

What is each recom’s favourite ✨position✨?

Featuring: Quaritch, Z dog, Mansk ♡, Lyle, Ja, 

Genre: Smut, 18+

Warning: NSFW, mature and explicit themes, literally sex positions 

Notes: Well i’ll be damned, recom fans are always so smutty LMAO, love u guys tho!! I didn’t include all characters bc I really can’t find the names to them all RAHHHH, I thought about adding Walker too but… she's kinda scary looking and i’ve only seen her in one scene </3

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QUARITCH:

This old soul loves the more traditional positions where he has the opportunity to go rough if he wants to. His favorite position is doggy style, when he can grip at the plush of your hips and ass as much and as hard as he pleases. He loves the fact that he can regulate the speed and strength of his thrusts, cock getting even harder (if thats even possible) at the sight of your fucked out face pressing further into the matress with each merciless, rough snap of his hips against yours. But, when he feels more affectionate and wants to make love to you instead of fuck you senseless, he prefers positions like missionary or “G-whiz” (GOD I HATE THESE NAMES). They allow him to see your face in all its glory as he pounds his length into your tightness, this way, he can also plant kisses along your collarbones and neck <3

MANSK: 

I feel like Mansk is a very sensual and gentle guy. He seems rough on the exterior but really he’s just a BIG CUDDLY CATBOY (he most definitely is not, he is quite literally a marine killing machine but my delusions are stronger). In this context I think it’d make his favorite position the “Face off”, he likes being close to his partner/mate and loves being able to see their pretty face contorted in pleasure. It boosts his ego immensely knowing he’s the cause for the erotic, fucked out expression adorning your beautiful features. Bro also loves the idea of being in control of your orgasm and movements, but not in a super dominant way, he loves you so much and wants to give you all the pleasure he possibly can. (Extra points if you manage to reach behind his head and massage his braid hihi)

JA/Alexander: 

Mmm bro Ja is so yummy JEEZ. I haven’t seen very much of him AT ALL in the movies, but the few scenes where he's in the background have me HOOKED. His favorite position is probably some more freaky shit like reverse cowgirl or fucking you dumb against a wall. He is obsessed with your ass, always gripping it like a madman, especially during his rut. Loooooves hearing your soft mewls and moans as he literally obliterates your cunt with his massive cock HA, i love him.

LYLE: 

(I don't really see the appeal LMAO but that's just bc he's bald and I love men with long long hair) ANYWAY, be prepared for a week without the ability to walk properly. I’d say his favorite is the (WTF) pinball machine (I CAN’T WITH THESE NAMES.) He likes being able to pull you closer to him and gets so turned on by the way you grip at the sheets like a maniac with each frenzical thrust of his cock.

Z:

It’s so obvious that her fav position is cowgirl LMAO. She’s canonically a strap user in my mind so she loves seeing you ride her. My girl loves being able to run her eyes over every inch of your exposed body, literally imprinting the image into her head. She isn’t one to enjoy doing all the work, she’d rather sit back and watch you bounce and try your hardest to take her enormous strap. (Also loves keeping eye contact, she relishes in the way you squirm and blush)

HOPE THIS MADE YOU SOMEWHAT SATISFIED I LOVED YOUR REQUEST!! KISSES!!

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

After Care

Note: no spooky fic, just a little story idea that had to get out.

Warnings: 18+!! smut, bdsm (spanking, restraining, dom/sub relationship), fluff!!

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: You and Sihtric had been together for a few months, and after you finally took intimacy to the next level, he provided you with after care.

wordcount: 2,1k

Masterlist

'How are you feeling mentally?'

'S-Sihtric,' you breathed, 'p-please.'

'Beg,' Sihtric commanded, 'beg harder for me.'

'Please,' you begged again.

Your pathetic whine was nearly a whimper, which was only barely audible. Your words were muffled as your tear-stained face was pressed into the pillow underneath you. Sihtric kept your arms firmly behind your back, as he held tightly onto the chain of the leather handcuffs he had cuffed you with earlier, moments before he had ordered you to get down on your knees for him and told you, 'Open that pretty mouth for me, princess.' 

You had obeyed and, later, swallowed his cum, like the good girl you were for him. And now, Sihtric had a firm grip on your hair, tugging your locks as he fucked you relentlessly from behind after he had thrown you onto the bed, just the way you had told him you wanted it before it all started. And you had been a helpless lady for nearly an hour as you allowed your muscular Dane to take full control of you, which he gladly did.

'Beg!' Sihtric growled and spanked your ass hard, twice, 'be my good little slut, come on,' he chuckled and hummed softly as he continued to pound into you, 'keep begging until your last release, little girl.'

'God, please,' you murmured, feeble.

Sihtric had already made you reach your peak three times before, and still continued without stopping for only a second. And you knew he wasn't going to stop until you came for the fourth time. But you were almost numb, tired, and probably sore too but you didn't quit feel it yet, because you loved it. Your salty tears mixed on the pillow with your cherry scented saliva, as you just laid there, drooling while being used. The pleasant fruity flavour of the lubricant you had tasted when your dom had fucked your mouth still lingered on your tongue.

'One more,' Sihtric said with a grunt, 'give me one more. I want to feel you cum on my cock on more fucking time, princess, and I promise I'll fill you up and let you go.'

He gave you another hard spank and pulled your hair once more. Instead of keeping his grip on your handcuffs, he now wrapped his big, warm hand around your throat and leaned in, fucking you hard into the matress as his lips grazed your ear.

'Come on, princess,' Sihtric whispered with raspy breaths, and slowed down his strokes inside you, 'you're doing so good, taking me so fucking well. I know you have one more. Can you give me one more?'

'U-uhu,' you hummed, your head was completely empty, your eyes half shut, while you bit down on your lip with a tired smile.

'What was that?' Sihtric chuckled in your ear as he saw your dishevelled state, then spanked you again, 'I ask you a question, you answer with words, understood?'

'Ah!' you cried at the burning sensation, and giggled, 'hm, y-yes, Lord.'

'Can you give me one more?'

'Yes, L-Lord,' you moaned.

'Good girl,' Sihtric hummed.

He picked up his ravaging pace again, and didn't stop until you finally came again. And as promised, he filled you up as he came inside you, with a heavy growl, shortly after you had reached your peak again. Sihtric stilled inside you for a moment, and you smiled in the pillow as you felt his warm load drip out your used up pussy when he pulled out.

Then, Sihtric quickly released you from your handcuffs and carefully turned you over to lay on your back, and he cupped your cheek as he leaned in.

'Look at me,' he said, soft but sternly, 'hey, look at me, princess,' he said again when you didn't immediately respond.

You opened your eyes and blinked a few times, rapidly, while feeling drowsy.

'Are you okay?' Sihtric asked and stayed close.

'Y-yeah,' you sighed and gave him a soft smile.

'You sure?'

'I'm sure,' you smiled and sniffled.

Sihtric pressed a kiss to your forehead before he wiped your tears away. He was quick to grab a towel that was already next to the bed, and he carefully cleaned you up before he took care of his own mess. He handed you a bottle of water and sat down next to you, covering you up with the bedsheet while you eagerly sipped the water.

'You should drink too,' you said softly, and held the bottle out to him.

Sihtric smiled a little shyly and accepted your offer of sharing a drink.

'Thanks,' he said, and brushed his tattooed fingers over your reddened cheek, which he had slapped earlier that night when you were still being a brat.

After you had both caught your breath again, you told him you should probably use the toilet, as no one enjoys a bladder infection. Sihtric chuckled at your words but agreed and handed you his robe, to cover yourself up with. And while you went to the bathroom, feeling unsteady on your legs, Sihtric changed the bedcover and sheet to fresh ones. When you returned to the bedroom, he walked over to you and cupped your cheeks as he towered over you.

'Shower?' he asked.

'Together?'

'If you're okay with that?'

'I am, but…,' you chuckled, 'my legs are a little shaky. I may want to sit down in the shower.'

'Oh,' Sihtric pouted, then smiled, 'I have a better idea.'

He took your hand and led you back into his bathroom, and instead of switching on the water in his walk-in shower, he switched on the shower head in his bathtub.

'Come,' he said and helped you step safely into the tub.

He got in behind you and you sat in between his knees, then, he pulled you to lean back against his chest as he took the shower head.

'How's the temperature for you?' Sihtric asked and allowed you to feel the water.

When you told him it was good, he took his time to gently massage your skin with some shower oil before rinsing it off, and he washed your hair too. When he was done, you suddenly turned to him. He gave you a surprised and mildly confused look when you took the shower head out of his hands, and grabbed the bath oil.

'Oh, you don't have to-'

'I do,' you smiled softly and slowly massaged his muscular body with the oil, to which he smiled and eventually relaxed. 'I don't want you to have a top drop,' you said as you washed the oil off his skin, 'people always talk about sub drops, but who looks after the dom?' you asked and looked up at Sihtric.

'Yeah,' he whispered, and looked away from your eyes, 'I've had those drops.'

'Which isn't weird at all,' you reassured him, and proceeded to wash his hair before you both got out of the tub.

'Will you let me dry you off and check you?' he asked.

You nodded and let Sihtric do his thing. He carefully dried your body with a soft, warm towel and checked your skin for any serious marks, cuts or bruises. Only your buttocks were rather reddened, along with the tender skin on your left cheekbone, and Sihtric took care of those spots by rubbing some cooling lotion on it, to ease the burning sensation and speed up the healing process.

'How's your cheek, sweetheart?' Sihtric asked as he held your chin, 'was I not too rough? I fear I definitely left a mark there.'

'No,' you felt your cheeks heat up and smiled shyly, 'I liked it, you… you actually could've slapped a little harder even. Maybe next time?'

'Really? I mean, sure,' Sihtric chuckled and nuzzled your nose softly, 'next time I'll go a little harder on you if you want,' he pecked the tip of your nose and took your wrists, rubbing his thumbs over your previously cuffed skin. 'Your wrists show no bruises, but that doesn't always mean anything,' Sihtric said after inspecting them, 'they don't hurt?' he asked and looked into your eyes.

'No, they're fine,' you said, 'those handcuffs you got are good. They're firm but they don't hurt.'

Sihtric smiled approvingly and kissed your cheek, before he gave you one of his shirts to wear.

'Will you wear the Care Bears sweatpants?' you asked with a grin when Sihtric got dressed.

He looked back at you over his shoulder and let out a soft laugh.

'Yeah, if you want me to,' he smiled and grabbed the sweatpants out of a drawer, and quickly pulled them over his boxers, 'guess I am a bit of a Care Bear, huh?' he chuckled and pulled you in for a hug.

'Yeah,' you smiled, then pressed your face into his muscular chest, 'my Care Bear.'

'Your Care Bear,' Sihtric agreed and kissed the top of your head, 'only yours, princess.'

He pulled away slightly to cup your cheeks, 'You sure you're good? No pain or any discomfort at all?'

'Well, I am a little sore,' you shrugged with a smile, 'and my legs are a little shaky still, but nothing weird otherwise. You?'

'I don't feel sore. Maybe my shoulder a little, from all that spanking,' Sihtric said with a sly smile.

'But how are you mentally?'

'How are you feeling mentally?' he returned the question, 'did you feel safe? Loved? And do you feel safe and loved now, after the fact?'

'I do,' you took his hands in yours, 'you made me feel safe and loved the whole time,' you smiled, 'you never went too far or did something unpleasant. You really listened to me when we discussed this and never did anything that was not talked about or not agreed upon. Thank you,' you said softly and kissed his cheek.

Sihtric blushed lightly and tried to hide his smile, but his soft gaze betrayed that he was currently not the dominant boyfriend anymore that he had been the past few hours.

'I'm glad you enjoyed it,' he said, 'because I did too. And as long as you never felt unsafe or scared or in serious discomfort, or anything like that, then I'm good too.'

'I know,' you said, 'but still, how are you really? No drop experience?'

'No, none of that,' Sihtric said, 'I'm just hungry.'

'Me too,' you laughed.

And before you knew it, Sihtric picked you up and carried you into his living room. He sat down on the couch and gave you a pillow, which you put on his lap to rest your head upon, and you looked up at him as he held his phone.

'What are you up for?' he asked.

'I'm craving burgers and fries right now.'

'Nice,' Sihtric grinned and was quick to place an order at some take-out burger place.

While you waited for the food to be delivered, Sihtric switched on the tv and put on one of your favourite shows, but you weren't paying much attention. Your attention was still focused on your boyfriend, who had pulled you up to sit in his lap and caressed your cheek while occasionally stealing a kiss.

'I love you,' he said.

'I love you too.'

'You did so good,' Sihtric whispered and smiled against your lips as he held your face in his hands, 'I'm so proud of you, sweetheart.'

'You did good too,' you chuckled, 'you play the part of a dom so perfectly, but I know it's not always easy.'

'It is if our after care will always be like this,' he said, 'and if our communication stays clear.'

'It will,' you promised, 'it always will be.'

'Then things can only become more enjoyable,' Sihtric smiled, 'give me a kiss?'

You smiled and happily planted your lips on his, until you were interrupted by the doorbell. Sihtric was fast to return to you with the food. He insisted on feeding you some fries and bits of the salad that came with it, whenever he wasn't trying to kiss you. You giggled at his harmless taunting for attention, you loved the fact that he couldn't keep his hands and lips off you for more than a few seconds. And after you both finally finished your burgers and drinks, Sihtric picked you up again and carried you to his bed. He cuddled up with you and buried you both under the sheets. And until the very moment Sihtric dozed off with you in his arms, he nuzzled your skin and peppered you with kisses wherever he could, when he wasn't murmuring praises and sweet nothings in your ear.

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[nuevialnst]

nsfw jill w fem reader? headcanon or oneshot (whichever you’re comfortable with), just what do you think she’d be into w her partner things like that :> tysm

I think I can do both possibly my mind is kind of foggy on the difference between headcannon and oneshot just because my lack of sleep and people that I remember who had pissed me off today, but I think that I can conjure up something to your liking. :)

I hope you enjoy reading and thank you for requesting lately my inbox has been fucking empty 🥲

NSFW Jill Valentine x Fem! Reader

Cw. A lot of sexual themes, more so, NSFW content.

A/N: I don’t have time to put all the warnings in so bear with me here. I’m sorry on some of these idk what I’m doing or thinking half the time and that this is very short. 😭

SMUT WITH PLOT AHEAD! MDNI!!

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— She is definitely the type to have a bad day at work and come home to angry fucking you and would feel guilty afterwards because she didn’t tell you what happened.

You heard the front door open and loudly slam shut as you looked back down at your phone, jill went closer to you with heavy footsteps and grabbed your hand gripping it dragging you to the bedroom as she locked the door behind her. She pushed you down into the matress spreading your thighs as one of her knee’s held them open, whilst she puts on her dark blue silicone strap before continuing to let her anger out in a way much easy for her.

She removes her knee as she puts both of your legs on each side of her shoulder, kissing your inner thighs and leaving small bite marks out of love. Without hesitation she slides right inside your cunt, maybe it was because the sight of seeing her mad to the point where it makes her angry enough to fuck you looks hot as hell and turns you on?

She starts at a slow before her pace picks up at a very fast rate, the strap getting deeper and deeper with each thrust till you almost can’t speak a sentence. “God— Fuck!” You cry out, she starts to kiss and suck on your neck while she grips harshly onto your hips bound to leave a bruise sooner or later.

You can see the sweat beads rolling off her body as her hips begin to rock harder and harder causing you to moan louder every time her hands hold on tighter. Skin on skin filled the air along with your sweet precious moans, soon your breathing became shallow as well as her movements becoming more frantic until you couldn’t take it any longer.

Your walls began to tighten around the strap, “I didn’t say you can cum yet, so be a good fucking slut and wait for me to say you can.” Jill said with a smirk and then rutted into you again making you yell even louder than before but this time in pure bliss.

“Fuck— Fucking— Yes!” The last word slipped out of your mouth, she slowed down her thrusting making sure to make it last as long as possible. It took her some time until she let you cum which made you squirm in pleasure as a feeling of pleasure and satisfaction flooded through you from the inside out.

“Good girl,” Jill whispers softly kissing your cheek before pulling out of your cunt before laying back down next to you with a smile. She takes off the strap and pulls you against herself holding you close feeling a sense of guilt she let her anger out on you, but it was worth it.

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— whenever she’s doing paperwork in her at home office you like to try and gain her attention by bothering her, although this time is different because instead of her trying to get you off you have to do all the work as she does her own work. But when you release she likes to praise you for doing such a good job at obeying her and gives you attention.

Jill is in her office doing paperwork as usual, while you mess around with things in her office hoping to gain attention from her because you haven’t gotten any all day.

“Y/N, stop being a nuisance and making my office a mess.” Jill demands you, but you had other plans to try and gain attention.

“Why don’t you make me then, hm?” you said with a very snarky tone. You walked up to her desk and sat in front of her smirking at her before putting your feet on the edge of her desk and leaning over to look at her better, she just glared at you.

“Or maybe I should help myself to your office instead?” You suggest with a wink, she glares at you more with that same annoyed expression on her face before standing up.

“Get off my desk, now, Y/N.” She ordered you, it was kind of hot the way she said it too. Jill grabs your arm harshly untying her sweatpants, which you were watching her every move whilst she rubbed lube on her strap and plotted down on without hesitation facing her. “Since you want to gain my attention, you can help yourself to getting off.” Jill says sternly, you pout like a child before obeying as she continues what she was doing. You rest your head into the crook of your neck breathing heavily as your hands grip onto her shoulder trying to get off.

Your pace was very slow at first but it began to quicken, Jill bucks her hips up to tease you a bit. Feeling her gyrating hips and her chest pressing against yours and you wanted more. You felt more of your arousal starting to make a bigger pool in between your legs which leaked onto jill’s sweatpants.

You started to pant and groan as you tried to focus all of your energy into moving your hips faster, Jill finished with her work and started to kiss and leave bite marks on your neck as she gripped you even tighter. Her kisses were getting shorter and shorter until you couldn’t take it anymore. You bucked your hips up quickly as your climax hits you and your release came.

Cum threatening to leak out of you and onto Jill’s sweatpants, which it soon did “Such a good attention seeking-whore for me, aren’t you?” She chuckled as she cleaned up your mess with a towel before removing her sweatpants and throwing them into the laundry basket.

“Was my baby that needy for my attention?” you hummed in response, as you wrapped her in your arms to comfort her.

“Of course she is, after all, I am your only source of stimulation, aren't I, dear?” She asked as she kissed your forehead, you nodded in response to her question while nuzzling her cheek with yours.

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— If you ask to try new things like being restrained or tied up she will use a pair of fluffy handcuffs or ropes, which are now her favorite thing to use on you besides toys.

When you asked jill that you wanted to try something new in bed, she was questioning the new thing to try. At first she was hesitant, but she went with it as you pulled out a pair of fluffy handcuffs you bought out of a box underneath the bed with every other item you have used.

“Won’t this be too restricting?” Jill asked looking worried, you scoffed at her.

“This isn’t like actual handcuffs, Jill. They are only used during sex, but the possibilities are endless.” You explained to her as you handed them to her, she restrained your arms behind your back as she bended you over the edge of the bed and put you in a face down-ass up position.

Spreading your legs open, so your pussy is on full display just for her. She licks her lips at the site of your dripping cunt, you gasp when she gently inserts her fingers inside of your slick entrance. You felt her fingers moving slowly at first, teasing you by stroking your folds slowly. Hips already swaying to her motions in order to increase the friction as she moved her finger in and out of your wet hole. Your pussy was beginning to throb in need for more, Jill continued to lick her lips before removing her fingers lowering her head down kissing your inner thighs, she then sucked on your clit causing you to moan loudly as your entire body was heating up.

She continued to lick as she slowly bobbed her head up and down your clit sending waves of pleasure throughout your body, she let out a small chuckle to your reactions.

The sensation was unbearable and made you arch your back as your pussy convulsed beneath her. Soon after your orgasm subsided, she used both her tongue and a few fingers.

“Mmh— you taste so good~” As she kept slurping your juices right up, her hands gripping your thighs to keep them from closing as you squirmed. Your thighs began to shake rapidly, “Fuck….Jill— m’gonna cum!”, she picked her pace up causing you to scream her name loudly, your orgasim washing over you as you came. Juices squirting all over her face as she licked it off and finished eating you out like there was no tomorrow.

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MORE TO BE ADDED.

[sadgirlbaby]

Could you do a part two of the family trip w Tate

sorry if this took me so long but I’ve been sick for a whole week

FAMILY TRIP - tate langdon x fem!reader (part 2 - final part) [smut]

CW: cussing, explict sexual speaking, dirty talk, p in v penetration, cumming

SUMMARY: once you guys arrived at the hotel in greece, you and tate took a room that was far from your parents' room. tate was so needy of you in that moment and since he had made you cum in the car before, you were needy of him too.

part 1 here

"here it is! looks amazing" your mom said as she entered in the hotel room and noticing all the vintage furniture.

you laid your eyes on the room and went in to study it more. tate was behind you and he was following you like a cute dog. "I like it in here! can tate and I take this one, please?" you asked your mom.

"wait, wait! are you and tate going to sleep together? like in the same room, in the same bed and on the same matress??" your dad meddled.

"yes dear, they're dating! let them sleep together!" your mom replied.

"come on, we're taking the other room" she grabbed your father's arm and dragged him to another room which was quite far from yours. your poor dad was just too stunned to speak.

tate giggled and you closed the room door.

"I'm taking a shower. you stay here and you may help me with the bags, if you want" you said since both of your bags were still full of your clothes.

you were walking to the bathroom until you felt two big hands holding your hips and then getting wrapped around your waist.

tate's lips got on your neck and started to leave soft but lustful kisses on your bare skin. you let out a soft moan as you didn't expect that and goosebumps filled your skin.

"tate..." you moaned almost whispering. he sighed loudly as you had turned him on by saying his name in that way.

"you're so fucking beautiful..." tate said very sexily into your ear and you literally melted because of that.

tate made you turn around so you could face him but he kept one of his hands (the one that touched you earlier in the car) on your hip. with his other hand he lifted your chin so that you two could stare into each other's eyes.

"uhm what's up in your mind?" you asked while moving your hands from his chest to his neck.

"mhh" tate mumbled and smirked, then a soft laugh escaped his lips as he pressed his lips on yours. it was pretty aggressive and sweet and the same time.

he picked you up making you gasp, then he leaned you against the nearest wall. you wrapped your clothed legs around tate's torso and kept kissing until he undoed the contact by taking your shirt off.

"damn y/n..." he said as he saw your breasts (still covered by your bra though). you smiled at the sight of him being so in love with you so you placed your hands on his belt to take it off.

once you did it, tate put his hands on his pants and quicky unzipped it, then he pulled it and his boxer down.

"fuck me" you said sharply and sexily making him even hornier that he already was.

he moved your panties aside and impatiently inserted his erection inside you. you clinged onto his body, wrapped your arm possessively around his neck and with one hand you digged your nails into his back. you both gasped at the contact and you immediately widered your mouth as you bounced past his height.

"fuck baby, fuck..." tate groaned and you allowed yourself enjoying that moment.

the whole room got full of moans and skin noises soon - tate's pelvis slamming against yours was quite noisy and you admit that you were worried that your parents could have heard you.

tate looked like a strong man (no, he didn't) but he kept whining and whimpering your name like a fucking baby in that moment.

"tate... oh my god..." you cried out. it was too much pleasure for you to handle. he was thrusting too fast and hard into you that your panties got in the way.

"mhh w-wait.. tate... fuck... s-stop" you moaned. tate was sweating but then he stopped. "what's up baby?" he asked breathless.

"let me take my panties off, they're getting on my nerves" you got off tate and took them off. he understood and then he picked you up again, then he smashed you against the wall again but this time it was a bit rougher.

he didn't hesitate nor asked you as he instantly thrusted back into you. he suddenly got deeper and deeper as he lost time before.

"I'm cumming... tate... I- I can't hold it..." you whined. tate kissed your neck to make you feel good and whispered into your ear - "do it. please cum on my dick".

you abandoned yourself as he said that - you leaned your head back, rolled your eyes and let yourself moan loudly. it was an intesive orgasm for both of you.

tate whimpered so much (like, SO much) and his thrusts became more aggressive until they slowly became softer after you orgasmed.

"oh my god... fuck... you are amazing y/n... and so fucking tight..." he said into your ear while letting you getting off him.

you smirked and collected your clothes from the floor. tate pulled his bottom clothes up again but never took his eyes off you.

"what?" you laughed softly.

"you're the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen" he said smiling and he immediately kissed you. you both smiled through the kiss and fell on the bed.

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This is my first time requesting lmaoo

A fanfic where reader is trying to break up with pavitr and gayatri because its starting to get toxic but ends up getting kidnapped by both of them or where reader escaped and is trying to ask for help to the police but gayatri’s dad gives her back to them

(I love your yandere pavitr and gayatri ‼️‼️)

𝘽𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙗𝙨

Cw: kidnapping, emotional abuse, reader x lovesick!Pavitr Prabhakar x lovesick!Gayatri Singh, police corruption, suicidal thoughts, stockholm syndrome, gaslighting

The last weeks, or had a month passed already? Perhaps many months, but anyway, lately, things felt like a fever dream, one day you came back to your shared apartment to an argument, and next thing you know, you're being chased through the city and being forbidden from leaving your home.

Gayatri had missed work ever since that day, refusing to leave your side, you heard her over the phone saying she was taking care of a mentally unbalanced loved one, you were so mad, but god knows you don't have the strength to have any more "arguments" with any of them, you learned it doesn't do anything, at the end they'll always get the final word, you wonder if they actually believe you're the one that's "mentally unbalanced" and not them, you feel humiliated thinking about it, that they suffer as if you were the one that needed help, as if they were the victims.

No matter how much time went on, hating them, resenting them was never easy. You look into their faces, love filled expressions, and you remember all the times you felt like the luckiest person alive knowing they adored you even more than you could imagine. You remember the movie nights, the dates, the anniversaries, the cheesy nicknames and goofy antics you were up to, sneaking into Gayatri's room when you were in highschool, holding Pavitr's shoulders tightly as he swinged through the city with you in his arms, it always felt like a fairy tale, but now even more so, and not in a good way, not in the nice way.

You couldn't say one of them was "the worse one", they both had their ups and downs, they both made you suffer in their own way, Pavitr simply wouldn't let you go if you did something "bad" (like yelling at them, insulting them, insisting that you broke up with them, so you're not their partner anymore, breaking stuff, refusing to eat, the list goes on) he'd cling to you so hard he was suffocating you, all his body weight pressed into you, keeping you against the floor or the matress, and no matter how much you screamed, cried, kicked or insulted him, he won't let you go, sometimes he cried with you and tried to apologize, telling you he doesn't deserve you, but he simply can't leave you, other times he'd shush you and kiss your face and neck, even if you injured him or tried to bite him, and he'd whisper sweet nothings and "it's okay", "I know you don't mean that", "just calm down, everything is okay, no one will hurt you" but they will. And it worked many times, you'd try to forget reality and imagine you were back at your loving boyfriend's embrace, it was just a bad dream, and the would never hurt you the way they were doing just before. Sadly, you always woke up. Regularly you fantasized about dying like this, in their arms, with Gayatri singing lullabies and pecking your lips softly, and Pavitr cuddling you as the little spoon, you wouldn't have to cry ever again, just disappear into their warmth.

But you still had some self-preservation instinct left in you, and as much as you loved them, you had goals, and a life ahead of you, you still had the chance to escape from this living hell, from this cushion filled prison cell.

It took them months to trust you near the door, even if they already changed all the locks and had multiple other latches and protections so you wouldn't escape, it took you months to play nice and docile so they wouldn't suspect your real intentions, and you hated how comfortable you felt being their yes guy, natural it felt to say "I love you" and let yourself be pampered and rewarded for your good behavior, how much you enjoyed the feeling of Gayatri's velvet tongue in yours, while she lazily stroker your lower back, how playful bites and deep kisses in the morning made you submit completely to Pavitr, how much you loved cooking for them while they cuddled in the couch and told to hurry so you could join them. It was all part of your plan, right? And you couldn't possibly want to stay, right? .

"where are you going?" Pav asked in a sleepy voice

"to the bathroom, I'll be back, love" he didn't question further and rolled in the bed to go back to sleep

You walked in your tippy toes, carefully making your way to the bathroom, you close the door and lock it. You look at yourself in the mirror and realize how different your face looks from some time ago, where there was dark circles and break outs from the stress, now there's a considerably healthier complexion, smooth and soft lips instead of chapped and bitten, and no signs of puffy eyes due to excessive crying, you looked like you did before, but no matter if your skin agreed with your way of life, you wouldn't, you won't let these two monsters take your life away.

You stand over the toilet, and go out of the window, it's a third floor, you might not make it. You wanted to leave some sort of cushioning, but Pavitr would've seen it, so you close your eyes and let go, hoping to land in a way that won't leave you agonizing in the street. Before you touch the ground, you grab the edge of the window of the downstairs apartment, your nails hurt and you close your fists with all your strength so you don't fall, you look at the ground and notice now there's not much distance, you jump. It's painful, but you can go on.

You have money in the jacket you put on under your pajamas, enough to buy a ticket far away from Mumbattan.

You walk the streets to go to the train station, you look at the restaurants you used to go, the bus stop where you had to hide from the rain with Gayatri in middle school, you caught a cold and went in bed for a week, the stores you used to go with your friends back when you had them, the park, where Pavitr adopted a duck and you went to visit them so they wouldn't forget about him (in his words), the flower shop where the old lady would always tell on your partners and inform you they had something planned. All of the memories replaying in your mind, becoming one with the starry night, and fusing with eachother like a messed up watercolor paint, where did things went wrong? Did you ever made such a mistake that would trigger this? If it were your fault, you'd do anything to remedy this, anything to get your love, your life back, and even after all they put you through, it's still so hard to say goodbye. You keep remembering as you say farewell to Mumbattan entirely, to your parents, your friends, everyone you know. You look at the rooftops where you star gazed, the police station where Gayatri's dad let you go after you were caught shoplifting in a declaration of rebellion as a 14 year old. You stare, your mistake, you stare, and see captain Singh making eye contact with you, you want to run, but he lifts his hands in the air to show you he doesn't want to hurt you, you try to run but your legs don't respond, he reaches to you, and takes your hands in his.

"Are you okay?" Tears form in your eyes

"I'm- I'm not, I need to run, and I beg of you to act like a police officer helping a civilian who's running from abuse, please" you stutter and know you can't do anything, if you don't say anything, he'd surely take you back to his daughter and son-in-law, but there's the tiny chance he might listen to you

"I'll get you to safety, you can speak to me or with someone at the station when you're ready, I understand what you're going though, I believe you" he believes you, he believes you. You always knew Gayatri's dad to have a soft spot for you, to take care of everyone, to try and save the most helpless creatures, he was a good cop.

He gets you to the station and says he'll get someone to scort you to a shelter, you just sit looking at the floor, shaking and with your cheeks sticky from unwashed tears.

"They were walking disoriented in the streets, I brought them here before they could do anything dangerous" you heard him tell someone, you hear the other voice and you flinch. "Thank you dad, I'm so sorry, we were so worried" it's Gayatri. It's Gayatri. That's who he called, that's the person that will scold you to "safety".

You refuse to look at her when she approaches you.

You scream "I won't go back! It wasn't an impulse! I planned this, I-I have money, I planned this, I swear I'm lucid" you try and grab the cash from your pocket, but it's gone.

"It's okay, you can leave when you calm down, you'll be safe in your home until then" you can't even remember who said that, Gayatri, her dad, Pavitr, a police officer, they all say the same shit, they all think you're crazy.

The way home is a blur, like everything else, it feels like you blinked and now you're in your "home" again.

"You're a fucking monster" you say to Gayatri, poker face, you're not even sure if you have tears left to cry

But she certainly has, she cries, you don't know if it's sadness or frustration, or anger. "I may be a monster, but I'm not a fucking a liar, you think I'm cruel? We're cruel? You're worse. Whatever you have to say to us you can repeat it to the mirror, because we would never do this to you. We would never pretend to love you to leave you behind later, and the worse part of this bullshit you're pulling is that you know we'll forgive you. We never hurt you unless we have to, but you, you seem to enjoy it! To enjoy watching us bleed for you, is that what we need to do for you to stay?!" She stops to breathe "... I don't care what you think of us, but if we're monsters, then you are too, and you need to accept it."

Pavitr creeps behind you, and puts a hand on your chest, feeling your hitched breathing, he coos. "We're all one and the same, Y/N, we're meant to be together, I don't think you lied, I think you know that you love us, even if you're confused right now."

Confused? Confused. Maybe they're right, since you can't even settle what you're confused about.

[writing-fanics]

Need prince eric angst please thank youuu. Reader leaving the castle after he fell in love with Ariel and Vanessa stuffs. And Eric just realizing at the last moment when the reader is packing up.

•… you made your choice …•

Prince Eric x Reader

.warning: angst

a/n: decided to have eric realize when its far too late

You didn’t know how to feel at this moment, watching from afar as Eric and Ariel quietly walked through the castle hallway drenched. A smile on both their faces acting like two teenagers, who snuck out for a night of fun.

You remembered, when the two of you would do the exact same thing. Taking a carriage to the village and spend the entire day together. When the two of you would dance together in the village. You always felt as if you were in a dream a dream you didn’t want to wake up from.

Eating the best Jamaican Festival, you’ve had in your entire life. Even going back for seconds. and then to end the night stargazing, sitting on a blanket by the lake. Him telling you about the star constellations.

Moments like that were forever engraved into your memory. You watched, as he stared at Ariel going up the stairs to only stop placing the hat on his head smiling. Before turning back around and continuing up the stairs.

You looked down at the ground as you wished, he looked at you the same way he looked at her just now. That same look of longing You gave him but he didn’t return.

Grimsby appeared behind Eric seemingly out of nowhere, and you backed away slipping away into the darkness. Eric looked up from the hat, and in the corner of his eye. He saw you walking away, and could’ve sworn he saw a tear streaming down your cheek.

.•.•.••..

He wasn't even yours to lose and yet you still couldn't comprehend that part. Watching, as the one you love falling in love with another is such a painful thing to witness. Knowing that you were too late.

You've often tried to confess your feelings for Eric but would fail miserably. Freezing up in place the words getting caught up in your throat to get the right words out. You've attempted to, telling him in letter form to only rip up the letter before being able to hand it to him. You would mentally hit yourself for being too scared too shy, and such a coward and shout at yourself to just tell him.

"Y/n?" A voice called out quietly. Glancing over your shoulder you saw Eric standing there, holding the hat. You quickly composed yourself and turned towards him forcing a smile on your face.

"H-How was your evening?" You asked, and he looked at you a smile growing across his cheeks, "Quite, amazing actually." He said, and started to tell you about the day he had with Ariel. and it broke your heart.

"T-That sounded like..." You paused for a moment, trying to compose yourself again as tears welled up in your eyes, "So...much..fun." You strained, as you looked at him your smile faltering a bit. He continued, to tell you about the day he had each felt like a jab to your heart, and even so when he brought up the boat ride with Ariel and how they almost shared a kiss. But the boat, that they were in had tipped over. Which is why his clothes are currently drenched.

Keeping a straight face, You looked at him and smiled. "I-I, gotta go." You said, and he looked at you for a moment, "oh, okay." He watched, as you walked away and something in him told him to go after you, but in the end, he didn't

'Stupid stupid stupid!'

'God, why do you have to be so pathetic'

You internally shouted at yourself, for being too timid to even confess your feelings for Eric when you had the chance. The guilt slowly eats you up inside. As you entered your room you slumped over the bed, landing face first on the matress. Tears brimming your eyes, as you nuzzled your head into the matress.

After a bit, you lifted your head and gazed towards the scallop seashell on the nightstand. Reaching towards it you held it in your hand, craved it on the inside.

E + Y/n

You smiled softly, as your thumb gently rubbed against it. You and Eric, did this years ago back when the two of you were fourteenn And you never once did you forget that moment. Even then, you were just as timid as you are now. You stared at it and tears streamed down your cheeks, as you held it in your hand.

"Eric, what're you doing?" You asked, and watched as he carved both of your initials into the scallop seashell. Your heart swelled, watching him do so. And once he was finished, he handed it to you.

"I love it." You said, looking at him and he smiles looking at you, and just then Grimsby called out his name. "Sorry, but I have to go." He said, and you nodded in response staring at the seashell in awe. Before you could react, he planted a kiss on your cheek. Causing you to tense up and your cheeks to turn bright red. Your heart was pounding against your chest, as you brought your hand up to touch where you felt his lips.

"That's it, I'm going to tell him my feelings tomorrow and if he doesn't accept them then.." You said, looking down at the seashell. "Then....I'll have to live with it." You said, falling back onto the bed and continuing to stare at the seashell before closing your eyes, falling into a dreamless sleep nervous about tomorrow.

Morning came faster than you thought, and you swiftly got outta bed and prepared for the day. Also mentally, prepare yourself to confess your feelings to Eric. Despite being tired you felt happy but also nervous, and honestly scared.

So you put a smile on your face and grabbed the seashell and made your way, to where you thought Eric might be. Rushing, down the hallway and accidentally bumping into one of the servants.

When you opened the door to the outside balcony where, the dining table was, your heart sank. Seeing him standing beside a girl wearing a purple dress. So he finally found the one he wanted to be with. There was no point in you trying to confess your feelings any longer, he found the one he wanted and it wasn't you.

Staring at the seashell, gripping both sides of it with your hand. Both of your hands shook, as you snapped it in half letting it fall to the floor before rushing back inside the castle towards your room.

Eric was confused and out of it, as he was underneath the trance of Vanessa. As he walked towards the door back inside the castle, he glanced down noticing the familiar-looking scallop seashell now broken in half. He knelt down to pick it up, one side said E and the other Y/n.

"Y/n." He muttered, before shaking his head as if snapping back into a trance and walking back inside the castle. to prepare for the engagement party.

Once back in your room, you grabbed all your clothes from the wardrobe and started packing everything into your bag. Were you being rash? Yes, but you couldn't stay here any longer and deal with the constant heartbreak. You wanted, to go home back to the island where your sister is and live with her.

Suddenly there's a knock at the door, "Come in," You said, and you wished you hadn't said that, cause who opened the door no one but Eric. He seemed confused, noticing you packing your bag.

"Oh, it's you shouldn't you be preparing for the party?" You asked, looking at him he seemed dazed and confused, almost out of it.

"I-I found this seems someone might've-"

"Why're you packing?" He asked, and you looked at him and rolled your eyes, "I'm going to see my sister." You said, and he looked at you.

"Oh," He said, still holding the broken seashell. "Are you coming back?" He asked, and she looked up at him.

"Probably, not." You said, putting in the last of your clothes and tieing up the back to close it tight. "Why not?" He asked, and you looked at him, "I have my reasons. "

"what reasons," Eric asked.

"not saying." You said

"Why not?" He said.

"Because." You said.

"Is it bad did something happen?" He asked

"Eric, just drop it." You said, looked down, and sighed. Picking up your bag and placing it over your shoulder, as you walked passed him you paused for a moment and turned back to look at him. "Wanna know why? Seashell.. E + Y/n.." You said, before walking down the hallway leaving him alone standing in now what was once your room.

Leaving behind a few things he'd given you over the years, something in him wanted to call out for you but something was holding him back. 'E + Y/n..'

He thought on that for a bit until it finally struck him like a wave, and he mumbled something under his breath. Opening up the palm of his hand and holding both pieces of the seashell together, "Eric and Y/n" He mumbled, and not even Ursula's spell could hold him back.

Cause the moment he said that, he dropped the broken seashell on the ground and ran after You. Hoping, that it isn't too late.

[quills-of-freedom]

Headcanons ~

How they pleasure themselves thinking of you 🔥

Female edition

Mikasa - Sasha - Annie - Historia - Hange

Mikasa

“What are these intense feelings flowing through me…?” Mikasa thinks. She’s lying on her bed, her hand clutching her chest and the tops of her cheeks beetroot red. Her hair is splayed on her pillow, rose-tinted lips agape and her eyes heavy.

She can feel her heart pounding under her hand as she squirms slightly, enjoying the sensation of her own hands on her body as she thinks of you.

Her eyes close and her slender finger runs across her bottom lip when she envisions your mouth against hers.

Is this normal? What has come over me?

Yes Mikasa. It’s extremely normal.

She takes her time with herself, really working herself up by groping herself for a long time before she’s too fired up to care about her reservations, finally sliding her hand down her panties.

The entire time she’s circling her clit, her expression is the same; slack-jawed and heavy-lidded, not believing how good this could feel.

As it gets more intense, her blues clasp shut and her teeth clamp down onto her lip, holding in the groans.

Her back arches and her breathing is erratic, your name leaving her mouth in a quiet squeak as she ascends into the heavens.

Sasha

Sasha is on her third round thinking of you.

Her pussy is red, wet and puffy. But God you just do something to her that makes her so greedy.

Or maybe she’s just greedy in all aspects of her personality.

Sasha loves deep penetration, so she’s pulled out her dildo for this one.

She’s splayed naked on her bed, her legs opened wide and her panting is thick in the air.

Her cunt squelches and sucks as she’s thinking of you railing her - her eyes clasped closed.

Her accent comes out a lot easier when she’s having sex, by the way.

“aw shit, y/n, yer so good at tha’..”

Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she orgasms again, leaving a small pool of cum under her ass that’s quickly soaking into the sheets.

Give her five to breathe, and she’ll be ready for another round.

Annie

Annie masturbates quite often so she’s good at making herself cum pretty quickly.

She shamelessly calls out your name while she hooks her fingers inside of her clenching tunnel.

She plays with her nipples when she’s close, pulling on them rather hard.

Annie bucks her hips a lot when she’s fingering herself. Her legs always go like total jelly when she comes.

She likes to spread her lips totally open with her fingers, looking at herself in a mirror, pretending you’re the one making her insides clench.

Annie is also known to dry hump her pillow thinking of you. It really gets her off. She enjoys dry humping your leg, so she just pretends that’s what she’s doing while she grinds on the soft material.

She sighs deeply when she cums, her eyes rolling in the back of her head and your name passing her lips more than once. She cusses too.

Historia

Historia loves to explore her body - and her favourite thing to think about while doing so, is you.

Her hand slithers down to under the cloth of her pants, her cheeks a shade of pink as she thinks about how you had your mouth around her neat little pussy a few days ago.

God how she wishes you were doing that now.

She lets out intervals of small squeaks that begin to rise in intensity, volume and frequency.

“y/n… Please come and fill me…” She’ll plead into an empty room.

She rocks her hips from side to side, over stimulating herself. She just doesn’t want the feeling to ever stop.

Her legs are open with the bottoms of her feet flat on the matress, her elegant fingers now poking and prodding her insides.

She makes a bit of a mess when she’s thinking of you - her cum spurts down the bed, splashing against her thighs and ass.

Hange

It’s well established in my canons that Hange is A) Loud and B) Has an extremely sensitive cunt.

Hange can get herself off thinking of you in numerous ways.

She can dry hump things, finger herself, pulls out her dildos and she can even just rub herself while she’s standing up against her desk.

Your name shamelessly leaves her mouth in high volume as she gushes; her sheets definitely in need of being changed by the time she’s done.

She pulls her hair, slithering as she imagines you eating her out. Her back arches and legs quiver as she almost begs the heavens to have you walk into the room right now and sort her out.

This is probably the 7th time this evening she’s had an orgasm while crying out your name.

And knowing Hange, she’ll probably be going another 7 more.

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

Body Worship Steddie

Rating: EXPLICIT

Warnings: size difference, a bit of softdom!Steve if you squint, blow jobs, eddie has a small dick. So if you're not into that or dont agree with that or dont like it, please just scroll on past, i don't wanna argue. But in this house we believe in small dick supremacy. Peace and love. ✌🏻

THIS POST IS NOT FOR MINORS! IF YOU'RE NOT 18+ PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT!!!!!

Tagging @grimmfitzz and @imsodonewiththissite (i know you dont go here really but here it is if you wanna give it a try! Haha!) Because y'all gave me courage!!! Hope you like it!

so eddie has a small dick. Steve's is like, normal, average. I dont know what average dick size is. Im gonna say like 5 inches? I wanna go with 4! Idk.

So yeah, he's been with eddie for awhile. And they've fooled around. And eddie has100% given him blow jobs at this point. But everytime steve tries to touch eddie he finds a way to get out of it. Either moving his hips away, or distracting steve with his tongue, steve is ashamed to say that that move had yet to fail, no matter how focused he thinks he is.

But eddie just, wont let steve touch his dick and its driving steve crazy. He's felt it exactly twice. Both times fleeting as eddie squirmed away from him. But my god does steve WANT. like, he felt how hard eddie was against his thigh, he knows what he felt. There's not much there. But steve literally does not care, he wants to touch him. Wants to make him feel good. Keeps fucking daydreaming about having Eddie's cock in his mouth.

But he doesn't wanna push eddie. Tries to take it slow. But then one night they're kissing and steve lays eddie back on his bed, tries to slot himself between Eddie's legs, to get them... somewhere!!! But eddie freezes so steve just groans and drops his head to Eddie's shoulder and is like,

"eddie please." And it's a fucking WHINE coming out of his mouth, he sounds so goddamn needy, and it makes Eddie's hands claw at his back and Eddie's basically panting at this point and is like,

"Im sorry. Im sorry i know- i just-" and steve looks at him and he's bright red and looks so embarrassed and steve refuses to let that stand so he cups Eddie's face, kisses him softly and uses the distraction to plant himself on top of eddie, pushing his knees between Eddie's and dropping himself there.

Eddie whines and slams his head back into the matress and steve just latches onto his neck before kissing up to his ear like,

"Dont be embarrassed. I don't care if your dick is small Eds. i just want it in my mouth." And Eddie's hips fucking grind up against him, but he shakes his head, turning away, his eyes squeezed shut so Steve stops. Because that's not normal 'turned on' Eddie. He slides his hand under Eddie's head, can feel wetness, Eddie's crying, Steve turns his head to look at him and says,

"I don't care Eddie. I want you. Is that not obvious yet?" His thumb soothing over his cheek. And Eddie shakes his head a bit, bites his lip and says,

"You say that now. But you'll change your mind. They all-" Eddie bites his lip again, sucks in air through his teeth as he sniffles. Steve frowns, he looks angry. Eddie tries to shrink away but Steve holds him still, presses closer.

"Fuck. Them. You think i haven't felt you? You think i don't know what's down here?" He moves then, fast but gentle, his hand moving down Eddie's side, and then between them, he cups Eddie in his hand and he bucks into Steve's touch with another whine.

"I've felt it. And i want it. Okay? Will you let me show you how much?" Steve moves his hand, presses his palm down just so.

Eddie's hands scramble over Steve's back until he's clawing at Steve's hips, his legs kicking against the sheets as he squirms, a mantra of "yes yes yes yes" falling from his lips as his eyes squeeze shut again. Steve smiles, kisses down his neck, then his chest, pressing kisses into the fabric of Eddie's shirt. And then he's sliding Eddie's pants down his legs, hooking his fingers into his boxers and pulling them down as well. And e

Eddie is on his elbows, looking down at Steve, his eyes huge, pupils blown, chest heaving, as Steve fucking stares at his cock like he wants to fucking eat it. And Steve's fucking mouth waters. He moves his palms up Eddie's thighs slowly, presses his fingertips into Eddie's hips before moving one hand back down.

His thumb grases the base of Eddie's dick and his hips jump again, Steve finally looks away from his dick, his eyes moving to Eddie's face, he tilts his head, asking for permission. Eddie nods quickly, his sweat damp hair sticking to his face, Steve smiles, presses a kiss to the inside of Eddie's knee, and then he moves his arm over Eddie's hips, presses him into the matress and finally, curls his fingers around Eddie's dick.

The tip just barely peaks out over his fist, and Steve is pressing the side of his palm down against the base too, as far as he can. The sight makes Steve's fucking mouth water even more and before Eddie is even a little used to the touch of his hand, Steve has his mouth on him. Eddie's cock fits in his mouth just so. So fucking perfect that steve moans around him and Eddie's hips buck up, even with Steve's arm holding him down.

The movement doesn't even come close to choking Steve and that just makes him hotter. He sucks, hard, hollowing his cheeks and humming around Eddie. Eddie gasping his name over and over, his hands in Steve's hair are the only warning Steve gets that Eddie is about to come. He groans as it hits his tongue, swallows it all and then keeps fucking going. Eddie tries to push him away, Steve pulls off of him, a string of spit and cum stretching between his lips and Eddie's cock, and Eddie makes the mistake of looking down at him at exactly that moment. His cheeks are flushed, and what Steve can see of his stomach where his shirts been shoved up is flushed too.

"Fuck. Steve." He's breathless. Steve climbs up his body, presses him into the matress and kisses him deeply, wants him to see how fucking good he tastes. Eddie whines, says Steve's name against his lips, Steve looks at him, his eyes are glassy, he's completely fucked out. Steve leans close, kisses his cheek and says,

"You're gonna give me one more."

Eddie immediately starts to shake his head, Steve grabs his chin firmly, makes Eddie look him in the eye.

"Yeah you are. One more for me Eds. You're doing so good. Bein such a good boy for me."

He whispers the words into Eddie's mouth, smiles when Eddie mumbles back,

"I can be good." And he's nodding now. Steve nods back, moves his thumb over Eddie lips and says,

"I know baby. You gonna give me one more?" Eddie nods again. Steve sinks down Eddie's body again, kissing as he goes, he bites at his hip, it drags a breathy laugh out of Eddie. And then he settles between Eddie's legs and looks at him, a smirk on his lips as he says,

"Maybe two."

Eddie opens his mouth to protest but what comes out is an obscene moan as Steve sucks his pretty little cock back into his mouth. Eddie's hands shoved up into his hair as his hips move in time with Steve's sucking, Eddie is so fucking good for him. Steve presses his hands to Eddie's thighs, digs his fingers in and fucking worships him with his mouth and his hands until Eddie can't fucking see, or hear, or speak anything but Steve's name over and over and over.

[back2bluesidex]

“There’s nobody else I’d ever love like this.”

And

“I’m sorry.” / “For what exactly? Breaking my trust, and in turn my fragile heart? Or do you only mean that you got caught?”

Go on break my heart. Grind it into pieces.

Happily Ever After - KNJ ft. JHS

Pairing: Kim Namjoon X Reader, Jung Hoseok X Reader

Theme: Angst

Warnings: Cheating, infedility

Word count: 678

Prompt:  “There’s nobody else I’d ever love like this.” & “I’m sorry.” / “For what exactly? Breaking my trust, and in turn my fragile heart? Or do you only mean that you got caught?” from the prompt list. 

A/N: @phenomenalgirl9 did I grind on your heart well, darling? 👀

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“Mum, it’s heavy.” you whine. 

“Y/N! Stop whining! It’s your wedding for God's sake. You can’t really attend the ceremony in your shorts and tshirts.” Your mum scolds you as she sits you down on the overly decorated couch of the waiting room.  

You really are getting married, it feels unreal. Exactly two years ago, the same day, your heart broke into ten thousand pieces. Right then you swore you would never ever give into the temptation of love, relationship and the non-existent “happily-ever-after”. But time changed, so did you, and your heart and that is what brings you here today, only a few minutes away from taking wedding vows with your lovely would-be husband, aka the man of your dreams. 

“I gotta go. You start counting minutes, darling.” your mum says as she places a kiss on the top of your head and proceeds to leave you alone in the room. You smile to yourself, you smile at your triumph. Even though you thought you would never be happy just because a man chose to break your heart, you won, you eventually found your happiness. You are proud of yourself, proud of the person you have become after he chose to wreck your soul. Proud to be here with someone who truly deserves you. 

A knock rings on the heavy wooden door of the room and you grant them permission to enter without spearing much of a thought. But as soon as the guest enters, your blood starts boiling. 

“What are you doing here?” You abruptly stand from the couch, fury and confusion oozing through your voice. 

“Two years, Y/N. It’s been exactly two years since I saw you for the last time. And it’s your big day. I had to see you once.” Namjoon says with a small smile. He is still as handsome as he used to be, if not more. The fitted suit adores his buff body. That small smile that once used to light up your day, makes bile rise up to your throat. 

“Do you realize, Namjoon, that you just ruined my big day by showing me your face?” You spit venom at him. 

Namjoon’s expression wasn’t bright enough to begin with but after you throw your words at him, he gets visibly dimmer. 

“Y/N, please. You never received my calls or answered my texts after that day. You never did let me explain.” 

“Explain exactly what, Namjoon? Explain how your so-called colleague ended up fucking herself on your dick on our matress? If yes then I have seen enough. And I never required any explanation. So, there was no reason to receive your calls and reply to your texts.” 

“I just wanted to apologize, Y/N. I just-" Namjoon sighs heavily “I’m sorry”. 

“For what exactly? Breaking my trust, and in turn my fragile heart? Or do you only mean that you got caught?”

“No, Y/N. I regretted it. I was-” just when Namjoon starts to march towards you, the door opens again. 

“Y/N, baby, the photographers want to click some photos before the ceremony starts- oh.” Hoseok stops in his tracks as his eyes find Namjoon looking like a huge mess. Then he looks at you, you look angry and furious. He understands what is happening. 

“Okay, take your time.” Hoseok says but you cut him off. 

“No. I don’t want to waste my time anymore Hoseok. I have had enough.” you reply as you walk towards your soon-to-be husband.  

Intertwining your fingers with Hoseok’s you smile at him, “Hobi, I want you to know that There’s nobody else I’d ever love like this. Because there is nobody else who has ever loved me as much as you do. Thanks for choosing me.” 

“I love you wifey. Let’s go.” Hoseok giggles so do you, as he pulls you off with him but not before throwing a, “Bye, Namjoon. Make sure to eat before you leave.” to the other man. 

Namjoon stands in the room, thinking how all of this could have been his hadn’t he fucked up that night.

[saffysposts]

John shelby Imagine!!!!!!

"JOHN I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T GET POLLY I WILL RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!!" Shouted John's lovely wife. A contraction tore through her as she dug her fingers into the matress, her face beat red with effort. John tried his best to sooth his wife, he ignored her violent tone, and kissed her head "I've called her love, she's on her way with Ada and Grace, and Tommy and Arthur are bringing them all here, I promise its gonna be okay" He reassured stroking her damp hair back as she tears ran down her cheeks. John hated seeing his wife this way, she was known for her fiery upbeat attitude.  And to see her almost close to breaking point from the pain, it made him hurt. He would take her pain if he could.

"It hurts so much Johnny," you sobbed, rocking your hips desperately trying to give yourself any source of comfort you could find. "I know love I know, here take a swig of this, eh?" John smiled bringing the glass of water to your lips,  you gluped it down graciously.

"And just think a baby of our own, we've tried for so long and finally we get to have our little baby, our own little shelby" John beamed rubbing his calloused thumb over your knuckles. He held you, and comforted you through your cries. He even let you bite into his shoulder, through a particularly bad contraction, which may have drawn blood. Suddenly Polly burst through the door, "get out John," polly sighed. John looked at you for reassurance like a lost puppy. You nodded giving him permission to go. He probably needed a drink after your screaming and crying, and constant change of moods.

Polly wiped your face "oh your poor love come lay down and we'll see how far you are," Polly smiled pulling you over, to the bed. Ada and Grace breezed in with hot water and towels. "Listen we've all been through it, and let's just say men are the lucky buggers in all of this," Ada laughed. You laughed before letting out a deep groan gripping the headboard. "I CAN FEEL THE FOOKING HEAD!" You cried gripping Grace's hand.

Meanwhile, John grew paler by the minute hearing your screams and cries, from upstairs. "Cheer up John you'll have a beautiful baby soon, its Christmas!" Tommy smirked lighting a cigarette. "And a quiet wife!" Arthur laughed, "don't talk about my wife that way Arthur, I mean it," John warned. "Easy lads, John, Arthur was just joking, Arthur don't be a prick," Tommy instructed pouring John a whisky.

A shrill infant cry was soon heard, Ada came downstairs holding a small bundle. "John you've got a little girl," Ada beamed giving John the baby. John held the small baby close, tears flowing freely. No one mocked the hard Birmingham lads tears. "How's my wife?" John asked, just as Ada was about to reassure him you was fine. You let out a loud cry. John passed the baby to Ada, as he bolted upstairs. "What are you fucking doing to her?!" He shouted at Polly.

"She's having another bleeding baby John you idiot! You did this to her you should know!" Polly restored. Another baby? John was astounded, he saw your exhausted state and sat beside you "come on love you can do this!" John smiled kissing your cheek. You was disoriented and exhausted you just wanted the pain to stop. You pushed on instinct, but something wasn't quite right. "John hold her leg up," polly instructed. "I ain't looking down there!" John blurted, "I  don't care! Hold her leg and help your child be born you barstard!" Polly growled, John did as he was told. Your leg on his shoulder, his hands, one supporting the leg on his shoulder and the other holding your hand. "Come on love! Big push!" Polly instructed. You did as you were told and pushed screaming writhing in pain. Soon after some intense effort, You and John had a newborn son, as well as newborn daughter.

Later that evening, you and John laid in bed, you both holding one of your newborns, "a boy and a girl, and I thought you was just having a big baby!" John laughed bemused.

"Who would of thought, eh?" You smiled tiredly, "you've made me the happiest man in the world my love," John smiled kissing you. You smiled gazing at your perfect family, for so long you waited and now you have it. And a what a Christmas it would be for your two to remember.

[bimb0fy]

If you're willing to take freddy requests could you do some headcannons/blurbs on what its like to travel with him? Like plane, subway, car rides etc. Also preferably from the first movie if thats alright :)

TRAVELING WITH FREDDY!

REQUESTED BY: ANON

Pairings: FREDDY FREEMAN X READER

(PROBABLY GONNA WRITE DOWN SOME OF THESE AS DRABBLES AS WELL BCS WHY NOT.)

PLANES

bros terrified of planes, and i mean terrified, like would rather kill himself then ride a plane.

He read a blog about the dangers of planes and has been terrified of them ever since.

He read it when he was 8.

You once had a Europe trip and the destination was at France, so obviously you were excited to go to France with Freddy. He was so anxious and nervous my god.

He kept shaking and hyperventilating. You had to hug and comfort him just so he would get on the plane, and the whole ride, oh my god, he was sooooo anxious.

"Hey! Excuse me miss! But we're are the nearest exits?" "Hey! Excuse me sir! But if the plane crashes, are there enough parachutes for everyone here?"

"Babe, the seatbelt won't close." "Babe, it isn't tight enough!"

"AH!" "It's just some turbulence Fredbear." "OH MY GOD WE'RE GONNA DIE!"

After a while he just passes out. It's literally impossible to wake him up, and he was so nervous so he's deep asleep. He's so cute tho. He's snoring and mumbling he whole time.

After a while, he wakes up, only to find you reading a book, or drawing or watching a movie on the built in Tv. He then starts to panic again then stops when you hold his hand. You had one of these headphone adapters and decided to watch a comedy movie to pass the time.

Once the plane lands, he does not, i repeat, does not leave your side as an apology, since your first stop is Paris, he takes you to the Effiel Tower, and you have a picnic under the stars. He also managed to convince his roommate to sleepover at someone else's room for the night. (for cuddles and movies obvi, bros 15 what were u expecting 🤨)

SUBWAYS

bros a huge germaphobe, he never takes the subway since its too dirty and digusting.

Once you took the subway since you had missed the bus to the mall, and you wanted to go on a shopping spree with him. He refused to sit, or let you sit, on the subway benches as you wait for the subway. You started complaining so he literally CLEANED the bench THEN placed his jacket on their so you would sit on the 'bench of grossness.'

Once the subway appeared, he hated it. So many people in a little space, and he was pretty sure he say a drunk man hurl over the seat he was in. He stood up, but refused the hold the pole and handles, but got too scared and just held it with his sleave.

"Yeah, I'm gonna sit down." "YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO SOCIETY!" "MY LEGS HURT!" "I won't let you sit on the bringer of sicknesses, I shall sacrifice my Jacket once more." "I RIDE THE SUBWAY HOME EVERYDAY?!" "YOU MONSTER! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO YOURSELF?!"

ROAD TRIP (CAR OR BUS)

Bro surprisingly LOVES roadtrips. He brings a bag full of Comics, has his laptop, phone and tablet fully charged, with a powerbank and so many snacks, 2 bags full. He has all his favorite, and your favorite movies downloaded, he also has movies hes been wanting to watch and movies you've been wanting to watch. He watches horror movies and superhero movies the whole time, all of it.

If you ever get bored or want to sleep, he volunteers to be your pillow, matress or blanket. He. Does. Not. Care. What you want, you get.

Will literally yell at anyone who wakes you up if your asleep, or bothers you. He. Does. Not. Care. He could be yelling at his own mother. He simply doesn't give a damn.

If you just wanted to talk or listen to music while reading, he was okay with it, in fact, bro would take one of your headphones and read along with you. Like i said. He. Does. Not. Care.

SHIP

BRO DOES NOT LIKE THE OCEAN. AT ALL.

"Hey babe? Do you think a shark can jump up this high and bite my head off?" "Y/N NO! WE DO NOT GO BESIDE THE LEDGES LOVE!"

He can not sleep at all. He gets to sea sick and throws up 24/7.

HE HATES SEAFOOD ASWELL. He complains about the food everytime you go to eat something.

"Hey babe? Do you think we're gonna be the Jack and rose of this ship. I'd glady take rose because i'm not swimming in freezing water to get frostbite, like if it happens I do not care, I'm not drowning, you are."

(He's lying he would gladly sacrifice himself without thought just for you)

[bandomstuck]

You are THE FRONT BOTTOMS bandom. You’re quite the AWKWARD, UNCOMFORTABLE guy who just wants to RIDE YOUR MOTORCYCLE and maybe even BE IN A GANG. You have almost always slept on a TWIN-SIZED MATRESS and you love to venture to different MOUNTAINS to RIDE YOUR SKATEBOARD right back down them. You’re SCARED OF THE OCEAN, you love ROSES, RAIN, AND WINE, and your snacks of choice are PEACHES AND PLUMS. To top it all off, you are well versed in using your trusty TRUMPET and you can do amazing BACKFLIPS. You HATE YOUR FRIENDS when they get annoying, you swear you’re gonna FIGHT PNEUMONIA somehow, and you keep having these weird dreams of TAKING AN UZI TO THE GYM. Eh, like that’ll ever happen… at least NOT YET. (God, do you need some HELP.)

Your chumhandle is uncomfortableFireworks.

What will you do now?

==> Have some Awkward Conversations [==> Get Back on Top]

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