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[emjiroki]

PLEASE write more needy ace if youre willing, you did him so right🫶🫶 i feel like he gets off to giving you massages and lovin on you i cant stop thinking abt him

I cant stop thinking about him either!!!!

Warnings: none really just Ace being handsy and sweet also a little smutty 18+ only!

The sun was beating down as waves crashed against the side of the ship, sending it rocking and swaying in a way that made your eyes heavy as you lay stretched out on your stomach soaking up the heat.

"Need some company sweetness?" Ace's voice said from behind you, his grin bright as the sun baking the ship deck.

"You can rub some more lotion on my back if you want" you said, giving him a smile as you turned back to your book.

"You got it!" He replied, snatching the bottle up from beside you and squirting some into his hands. He got to his knees and straddled your legs, pressing his crotch against your backside so he could get a good angle on your shoulders. His hands were so warm as he massaged, working out any tension, pressing a soft kiss here and there across your neck and shoulders.

"Have I told how beautiful you are?" He murmured.

"Everyday, love" you say back, closing your eyes and laying your book to the side as you rest against your folded arms.

"Yeah, but have I told you today?" He asked, rutting his hips down with a barely audible gasp. You could feel how hard he was, just from massaging your back, touching your skin was enough for him and that made butterflies flutter in your stomach.

"And have I told you today how much I love you? And how sexy you are?" You asked with a soft sigh, loving the feel of his strong hands against your back.

"No, not today," He hummed, hands moving down to just the top of your bikini bottom, pulling it to the side and wiping his hands clean off the lotion before moving his fingers to your entrance. You bit back the squeal as he streched you, looking at the other crew members mealing around in the deck below.

"A-Ace, what if someone sees us?" You whispered, the heat between your legs burning brighter as he pressed against your sweet spot.

"Let 'em look". The possessiveness in his tone had a shiver licking up you spine, fighting your moans as much as possible.

"gotta let them know who you belong to right Angel? Might just fuck you so everyone can watch too"

[teddysterk]

Hello! Can you write a Bucky Barnes x ticklish reader headcanon on how he would tickle you and what teases he would say to make you blush and flustered?

Yes Ofcourse! Thank you so much for my first request! ❤️❤️❤️

(Also this is written as platonic I don’t feel comfortable writing romantic stuff ❤️)

Bucky Barnes X Y/N tickle headcannons

Bucky is a ler-leaning switch! He always has been, considering he has little siblings and Steve around. ❤️

Because of this big brother energy, he can be terrifying when it comes to tickles. Be careful when pranking him!

When Y/N joined the team and moved into the compound, Bucky and Y/N quickly became friends! :)

One day Y/N was play-wrestling with Bucky, and he grabbed your side in a way that made them make a noise… but not a pained noise… a cute noise! 🫣

From that day on, it was AWFUL (amazing) being around Bucky…. He would take any chance he could to fluster or tickle you. He would be the type to take advantage of little stretches or when Y/N is busy/distracted doing something else.

Also, over half of the play fights turned into tickle fights! 🥰

If Y/N was bugging Bucky for attention or decided it was a good idea to mess with Bucky, there is a 98% chance it would end with tickles.

He seems like a very playful type! Expect teases like “What’s so funny?” And “Will you quit giggling? I’m trying to talk to you!” Also….. Bucky and wiggly fingers OMG, that man will do anything to make you also soft and giggly he would be in a play fight and pin you down and wiggle his fingers or smirk at you.

Even with Bucky being more playful, he knows when it’s too much, or you’re not in the mood.

Bucky is a big fan of cuddly tickles in softer moods! If Y/N and Bucky are relaxing after a mission or long day, he will give the best light tickles to keep a smile on your face while you two wind down.

(A cute little scenario that is very much Bucky tickle vibes)

Y/N looks at their phone and sees it’s already 11:30. Bucky hasn’t gotten out of bed yet because he was exhausted from a mission he got back from late last night, but still, this man needs to get his butt out of bed. Y/N goes to his room and sees the super soldier asleep in bed. They go over to him and started shaking him awake, but he wouldn’t budge, so they shook him harder. “Bucky, get up, you lazy old man!” Bucky still doesn’t budge. “Huh? Bucky?” Y/N says as they sit right next to Bucky on the bed. “Are you dea- ACK!!” Y/N gets cut off by Bucky rolling over on top of them. “WHAT THE HELL!? Bucky!!” Y/N says as they smack his arm. Bucky is trying so hard not to giggle and “stay asleep,” he still has a tight smile on his face though.

Suddenly, Y/N feels two arms start to scribble on their sides. “Heheeyy! BuhUHKY!” Y/N laughs out as the Bucky begins scribbling on their ribs too. “GEHHETT OHHFFF YOU JEHHERRKK!” Y/N screeches out as Bucky digs into their hips. Bucky giggles a little and starts fake snoring. With all the tickles, Y/N can’t do much besides laugh. But after a little while, they manage to squeal out a “BUCKY!!” before dissolving into giggles again. Bucky finally lets up, and rolls over with Y/N on top of him, and traps them in a bear hug. “Yohhoouu suhhuuck!” Y/N says, letting out the remaining giggles. “Hey, it’s not my fault you decided to disturb my beauty sleep,” Bucky says as he kissed Y/N’s head.

(Credit to the gif owner)

Also thank you so much @the-gingerbread-lee and @cantsaythetword for help with editing and confidence to post my first request ❤️

[finchyyy]

Finally someone who does girl group linksss,I would die for some ryujin eating reader out link or fic

Love yah❤️❤️

Warnings- Friend to lovers?, smut, fem x fem, late night study sessions. (let me know if i missed anything!!) a/n:SORRY I TOOK A LOT OF TIME (I was occupied with my studies T-T) This is my first time writing smut so I'm not sure if it came out good but i had a lot of fun while making this, love you<333

Stress Reliver

You extended your arms as you got up from your seat. You had been sitting at that exact same spot for 4 hours—college was really getting stressful as it was the end of the first year. You kept on procrastinating and hurried to complete your work right before the due date, which was tomorrow.

You went to Ryujin's room to take a break from studying. After all, you were not a robot who could work for 10 hours nonstop. Knowing that you can spend hours with Ryujin without realizing it, you reminded yourself that it was just a 30-minute break. Nothing more.

You were met with Ryujin's surprised eyes as you opened the door. Her face looked graceful as the lighting from the PC in front of her reflected on it. "Why are you awake at this time? Ryujin curiously asked you as she gripped the controller harshly. "I was studying...for the past four hours. I decided to take a break.

Her eyebrows rose up as she heard your sentence. She diverted her attention to you and found the dark circles under your eyes. "Come here, y/n," she spoke as he patted her lap. It was a thing between the two of you—cuddles. You didn't know if it was normal for friends to casually cuddle, but it felt like a warm wind was reaching out to you and slowly sucking you in.

You nuzzled your neck in her hoddie, being greeted with a familiar strawberry scent. "I'm having such a bad day; my professor hates me with his whole heart." Ryujin started drawing circles on your knees. "Really?" "Yea,I wish this stress could go away." you jokingly said while looking at the older one. "What if I could take it away?" she teasingly said; however, you noticed her steal a glance at your lips. "How will you do that?" you genuinely asked. "Want me to show it to you? Ryujin replied as she fiddled with the hem of your shorts.

Getting the hint, you gave her a look of approval. It didn't take her a second to get on her knees while you were sitting on her gaming chair. Ryujin then took off your shorts and underwear in one motion. She teased your cilt by flicking it a few times, and you let out a whine. "Ryujin, stop teasing." She went closer to your pussy and pressed her lips against your skin. "Tell me, what do you want, darling?" Due to the vibration of her voice, you threw your head back. "Eat me out, please." Ryujin gladly accepted your request as she dug into your pussy.

To say that she was skilled was an understatement, especially with the way she used her tongue to suck your juices in. You moaned as she flicked her tongue against your core. Her next action made you throw your head back again . Noticing your body language, she asked, "Do you want to cum?" You rapidly nodded your head as she dug her nails into your thighs and licked you for the last time before you came. Ryujin looked up at you with a smirk and said, "We're extending the break, darling."

[smileysuh]

I fucking love frat fics, cause it gives me that same reality check of like yeah they’re hot shit and popular (cause they’re idols) but they’re still the same loveable idiots who would host a podcast at obscure times of the day even though their schedules are filled.

Tbh as someone who never plans to have kids (just like out of preference) I also love fics with kids in them. That Johnny bear fic had me clutching my pearls in all formats haha

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omg we're twinning on our love for frat fics! You're so right, you can do so much with hot as shit, popular non idol au's, frat's give them such a wide range to be as stupid as they want to be- I swear, over half of my word count for nct is frat fics HAHA- omg... a podcast fic would be so good 👀

i love that you know yourself enough to know you have a preference for no kids but can still enjoy kids in fics! there's nothing sexier than a hot man with a kid he takes care of... in a fic where you don't have to deal with any of the negatives of having a real child LOL Big Bear & Bee John has a special place in my heart too- that man is an UNCLE

[radio-isnot-dead]

Hmm... I see... *intense judging*

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[salsedinepicta]

*rubs my hands very excitedly*

50. Tenderest touch leaves the darkest of marks, and the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts.

I agree that loving secondary characters is kind of your brand, and (sorry, but idk enough about Dragon Age to send an ask about them...) I'm thinking your interpretation of this prompt with GO angels/demons/secret third thing would be very very interesting! 👀

(terribly sorry if I phrased that weird, English words aren't my strongest suit 😅)

Hello! 🌟 First of all, your English is great - it's not my first language either, so I understand the struggle. And thank you so much! It's... pretty incredible to me that people still follow me even if I've changed? So really, thank you 😶‍🌫️!

Now, I'm a Hastur/Ligur girlie - but I may have been inspired by the "dark and breaking" part of the prompt. Sorry!

💧

[lesbian-smart-water]

Ask: (sent to me on discord and i couldn’t find the original ☹️) how does subby wands respond to you cumming inside of her without warning?

first of all, if she hasn’t cum already, she immediately does. she loves feeling so full of you, and whether you meant to or not, she can’t get enough. anything to make her feel less in control and more of a flesh light for you

[dcandyland]

Eclipse can I has hug? You look like you need one but I understand if you don't want to tho.

(Also can I be 😶‍🌫️ anon if not that's ok too)

[misssclumsy]

Bs mujhe seene se lga lo aur apni dhadkane sunne do

As a descendents of vampires i can confirm my heart doesn't beat.

[emjiroki]

Nanami is the husband that would be switch but lean more dom and would let you edge and tease him until he’s had enough and flips you over and does it his way until he’s satisfied (would love to hear your thoughts on this

He's such a Domestic Dom you know? Loves being your husband, Loves taking care of you, Loves loving you SWITCH NANAMI IS CANON!

He wants to watch you ride him and take him real deep but gets to choke you a little while you do it. Wants to feel the shiver reach his toes as you suck him off but he's got a strong hand holding (gripping) your hair so you know who's really in charge and leading.

The man to encourage you in a low voice when you're on your knees in front of him "Come on love, take me deeper" the drool running from your tightly stretched lips and the soft pat pat of it hitting his leather dress shoes dragging a deep groan from his chest, "that's my good girl"

I NEED THIS MAN NOW *gnawing at the bars of my enclosure*

[steaksex]

to confess to a priest and have have him press me down and do everything in I confessed in fantasies to me because he's 'purging my sin away' until he gets so worked up that he just doesn't stop fucking into me and starts calling me names and tells me how he's my God now (i am delusional and need to jerk off)

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Can you imagine sitting there confessing your sinful thoughts and you hear a bit of fabric shuffling? Just a little heavy breathing, a little stutter when he says to keep going. When yoire done confessing he says your punishment is to enact the disgusting acts described. Fucking you and calling you a whore, telling you to pray to Him because even god wont accept you now in his infinite mercy, make you cum over and over (he says its to punish you for your lust, but really its because he gets off on seeing you cry and stutter your hips)

[inkly-heart]

*Shines bright light in your face*

I DEMAND you get out of your dark corner and do some SELF CARE.

!!?

[smileysuh]

I dunno if it’s just me but I have a love hate relationship with ghost/spirit fics cause I love the concept but hate the thought of the reality you know? Ghost voyeur hyuck? Hot. Dead hyuck? Not so hot.

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Have you ever thought of writing spirit fics, but more in the realm of like disconnected soul style? Like the spirit haunts the area of where the incident happened of like their home but the body is in a coma in the hospital? I dunno I’d love the happy ending of like the witch sending the spirit back instead of dwelling on the thought of one of my favourites idols demise. I’m just curious about your opinion 🤔

no, you're so real for this- I've written two ghost fics now and they both feel very bittersweet, in all honesty, I don't think I'll do another ghost fic for a long time- I generally stay away from angst, many of my fics are crack/frat fics because I like to keep things light-hearted, ghost fics are definitely a different realm for me haha

I think for Ghost House, it was important that Hyuck had been deceased for 20 years, he was depraved and a near virgin, lol, the longing for having someone to share the house with after years of scaring people out that he didn't deem worthy was one of the plot points so I couldn't achieve that with a lost spirit type situation with a real body in a hospital somewhere

but it's an interesting idea! Like I said, likely no more ghost fics in the near future, but a lost spirit with an in tact body could be something I'll consider :)

[abstract-hellbender]

you're calling dutch jewish bc he has dark hair and a hooked nose?? 😭😭

LOLL thats not what i said 😿😿

I never said Dutch was jewish, I'm saying he shares a lot of features that have historically been tied with jewish / antisemitic stereotypes for CENTURIES. I'm saying that so so many people, whether conscious or (more likely) unconscious, take in these traits and the fact that he occasionally talks about money and then start attaching things like blood libel, calling him a snake or greedy, cannibalism, to him when they don't do that with any other character. Nobody says Miss Grimshaw is greedy when she asks for you to donate. It's ALWAYS Dutch.

I'm saying that people should think about why they give theories like that the time of day for certain characters above others. I want people to take a second and think things over since people especially don't realise a lot of stuff is antisemitic. Dutch doesn't have to be jewish to have antisemitic attitudes directed at him.

[experimental-blueprints]

Laurence// …*knocks on the door before entering*

Laurence// *sits next to Bianca, but on the floor*

@idv-news-boi (I’m presenting you a sad(?) Lau- ✨/ih)

For a moment, there was a brief silence as the designer paused, holding a glowing cube-shaped object in her hands. And then, there was a small click, before the news reporter could feel a gentle pat on the head.

"You're out of your element. What happened?"

[depraved-gf]

"Well? What are you waiting for?" You hear him say behind you, sternly. "What..?" You softly reply, as you lay sideways on the bed. The cold of the handcuffs becoming familiar to your skin. You hear a clank, something metallic against wood; as he exhales with a sigh beneath his breath. "You like smoke, right? So get up, and come here. Inhale this... Now."

You struggle to get up but manage to tumble on the bed and can easily get up once you find a comfortable position on the edge of the bed. You freeze in place once you see him. Sitting lazily in one of the two padded chairs in the room. A joint that almost resembles a cigarette in one hand, a gun in the other. He raises an eyebrow. "Oh, this." He smirks. Aiming the gun at you.

Your heartbeat races. "Gotta keep you in line." He takes a drag from his joint, looking at you. "What are you waiting for?" He asks, smoke effortlessly escaping his mouth as he speaks. You hear a very clear click as he removes the safety of the gun. You take two hesitant steps toward him. When he straightens himself in the chair and points the gun at you again.

"Nuh, uh." You hear him say, as you stop in your tracks. He makes a circular motion with the tip of the gun. "At least give me a twirl..." He commands. You spin where you stand and then keep walking towards him. As you reach him, he slides the gun between your legs. Guiding it across your inner thigh, until it stops directly on your pussy, you can feel it through the fabric of your panties. You feel yourself twitch under the cold hard touch of the gun.

You stand frozen. "Bring your lips close to mine, Princess." He says as he smacks your cunt softly with the gun, making you twitch. Obediently in fear, you lean into him. And he uses his other hand to stop you, a few inches away from his face. "You have to inhale long, slow, and deep when you see the smoke coming out." He orders, as he brings the joint to his lips and takes a good drag from it. You can hear the joint crackling as he inhales.

He looks intently into your eyes as he does. Finally, he moves his hand away from his lips. He places the tip of his gun under your chin and uses it to guide your face closer to his. Once your lips are about one inch away from each other's faces; he partly opens his mouth letting smoke slowly start to escape. You feel the gun press into your chin. You start to inhale, filling your lungs with the smoke.

A string of smoke flows from his mouth to yours, carrying the scent of his joint into your nose as well. It makes your throat itch, but fear doesn't let you stop inhaling. You are scared to death, of finding out what happens if you do. You feel relieved as you notice the flow of the smoke start to decrease. Your lungs feel almost full. You can feel your brain start to go fussy. Your eyes get teary, blurring the room around you.

The itching in your throat gets unbearable. Without warning, you start coughing, smoke coming out of your mouth. He chuckles, using the tip of the gun to push your face away from him. You feel his hand grip your arm, guiding you a few steps through the room until the back of your legs touch the edge of the bed. And you fall backward. He doesn't let go and helps you stay sitting at the edge of the bed. "Compose yourself. Didn't you like smoking?" He says in a stern voice.

You nod, trying to breathe normally. Feeling your lungs and throat itching lessen. With your eyes closed, you feel him walk away from you and hear him drag his chair back, placing it in front of you. "Quick. I don't have your time." He claims. You open your teary eyes and look at him, a bit hazy. Your sight clears up after each blink. Suddenly, you feel a warm wave rush across your body. Slight pleasure accompanies this sensation, and you twitch between your legs. That's the weed working on you. And it's like he knows.

"I've set a timer on my watch. You must cum before IT goes off." His voice sounds deadly serious. He taps his watch on the gun. You get what he means. Sending you into a panic, as a shiver runs down your spine. "No moving, or finding somewhere else to rub on. There. Now." He orders. "How much time do I have?" You ask as you start rocking your hips in place, trying to get your clit to touch the mattress.

"Oh, you'll find out." He answers, sending you further into panic. You start moving frantically, jumping up and down, grinding your hips back and forth, desperately trying to find something that makes you feel a bit of pleasure. Knowing that if you didn't get it now, bad things could happen. Your wrists hurt from the cuffs. He chuckles, "Pathetic."

"Please! I can't cum like this. You know it!" You plead, pouting a little in frustration. He takes another drag, holding the smoke in, apparently ignoring you. His foot taps the floor beneath him a few times. "Fine." He says, a small amount of smoke escaping his mouth. He stands up and rushes over to you. He smacks the tip of the gun on your left thigh, signaling you to spread your legs open.

You do as instructed and spread your legs. He places the tip of the gun between your legs, with the tip aiming down at an angle. Brushing your pussy. You bring your hips closer to the gun, trying to have as much of it as possible touching you. He exhales a bit of smoke. He slaps your left cheek with his free hand. You can hear his watch rattling as he slaps you. It catches you completely off guard.

"What did I say about the smoke? You are wasting it. I shouldn't have to say things twice." He says angrily. You hastily start inhaling, feeling a warm fuzzy feeling in your lungs. He presses the gun deeper against you. And lifts an eyebrow. Understanding, you start rutting into the gun. Grinding into it. He looks at you like a wolf stalks his prey.

"Tick, tock." He mumbles. With the THC in your system playing its part; your skin tingles, and grinding on the gun feels all too good for you. You can literally feel the increase in blood flow to your pelvis. "Jesus, how long does it take you to cum? I think time is almost up. You better cum, soon." He commands.

You hump as hard as you can, feeling your clit brush against the now-warm metal of the gun. Clearly feeling your wetness around it, the fabric of your panties sticking to your skin. Your little hands trying to grip your ass, clawing at your skin to feel something else. The need for more touch and more pleasure is unbearable.

He grabs a fistful of your hair with no warning. "I SAID CUM NOW!" He pulls your hair towards your ass, yanking it; forcing your head back, and making you look at him. That, mixed with the rolling of your hips, and rubbing your cunt on the gun is exactly what you need to go off the edge. You scream out in pleasure, but can still hear his watch go off, beeping so loud it's almost painful.

Your pelvic area explodes with euphoria and warmth. You are positive you just covered the gun with your cum. Your legs fight back muscle spasms, making your whole body shudder. Your moans become loud and irregular. Your whole body cums. He pulls the gun from between your legs, and with one swift movement places the tip of the gun to your chin and pulls the trigger. *CLANK*

Your eyes grow wide and you breathe shallowly, panting and still gasping for air. Nothing happens. Tears escape your eyes and fall down your cheeks. He tosses the gun aside. And grabs your face, placing his hands on your cheeks. Crushing your tears with his hands. "Literally, saved by the bell..." He says as he looks into your eyes.

"I guess you were a good little slut after all." He says as he places both of his hands around your neck, Pushing you down onto the mattress, making you feel the wet spot you left with your legs. You are still looking up at him, too shocked to move, still rattled by the orgasm. He leans over you, kissing your lips savagely, desperately. You close your eyes for just a moment longer than a blink, as your wrists fight the cuffs holding them.

You moan into his mouth. Overpowered. He pushes you back, and you fall onto the bed. Panting. He grabs the gun from the mattress, and you hear him pace calmly back to his chair. He proceeds to sit back down on the chair, inhaling deeply. "You did good." He pauses. "Tho I'm not satisfied. I want another one." He orders. "Maybe this time, I'll let your hands lose." Silence. "What are you waiting for? Get started." He barks.

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This is not the story I was talking about, but one I recently wrote. hehe

CLOUD. Oh my GODDD. I usually wait to answer asks at least 1 day a week but this couldn't waittt omfg 😵‍💫

Uhm. I'm speechless. And absolutely dripping at work. Typically I can respond how I would in the story but I just wanna let this be its own thing for my other lil subbies to enjoy. The way you have every bit of the shit I'm into in here 👀👀 jfc I NEED MOREEE. ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉᵉᵉ

You continue to elude me. Now I'm getting v v curious 🤔