#Darlin' Dear 💖

[fancycolours]

💜🌻 Darlin' Dear 🌻💜

[sebsxphia]

Early, early morning sex with Bob. The sun has yet to rise and the room is still black and blue. You wake him up with kisses on his neck, and he lazily worships your body. He mutters inaudible sweet nothings along your skin. Riding him is slow and easy, until he turns you over and presses you into the mattress, cumming inside you.

oh my goodness my dear anon, this just sounds like an absolute dreammmm does it not?? 🥹🥹

it starts off soft and slow. both of you still laced in sleep, even though you were the one to wake first. the sweet nothings are murmured with his southern accent making more of an appearance in the early throws of the morning. bob manages to fumble for his glasses on the bedside table. even though it’s still dark outside, bob wants to see all of you that’s illuminated in the soon to set moonlight.

his hands are placed firmly and steadily on your hips as you ride him. your head is thrown back enjoying the pleasure it brings you while your body is still relaxed from the sleep. bob’s gaze is fixed on your figure moving in the moonlight and it’s driving him wild. he lets out little grunts at the sight of your breasts moving up and down every once in a while as you ride him slowly.

it’s enough for him.

he needs you and he needs you now.

he shifts upwards and latches onto your nipple. the sudden sensation jolts you awake and you let out a cry followed by his name. he tugs on them both a couple of times before releasing you from his cock altogether. you let out a whine in protest and bob shushes you in response.

“shh, my love. let me take care of you, i’ll make you feel good, darlin’.”

bob is quick to grab a pillow and place it underneath your belly. in one swift movement, he presses the small of your back down into the pillow and subsequently the mattress. his other hand pulls at your hips to meet him again and he bottoms out in you with ease. he curses your name as he feels you clench around him at the new found angle.

“feels good doesn’t it, sweetheart?” you whimper and nod your head against the mattress in response. “that’s my love. i’ll fill you up pretty girl.”

neksndjwndjene please my turn when!! thank you so much for this incredible thot my dear anon!! i could kiss you, mwah!! 💌🥹💖

[morning-star-joy]

ahhh congrats on the 700 followers!!! 🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅 proud member of doni nation 🫡🫡🫡 🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

okay in terms of drabbles may I please request ashwah universe drunk kisses........ i mean in my most humble of opinions, it just seems correct after joel not getting to kiss her last time he was drunk!!!

also....

i am once again asking for some sub!Joel 🤲🤲🤲 I feel like this is maybe saying too much about me that it's the second time i'm requesting this BUT idc okay ashwah joel would ABSOLUTELY switch positions willingly and eagerly because he is a shameless simp!!!! so like just a crumb of ashwah sub!joel i beg 🤲🤲

literally no pressure to write either of these!!!!! and congrats again 💖💖

LOKJIUH!!! My god you made me laugh SO fucking hard with the doni nation and the EMOJIS BAHAHAH PLEASE!! And the Bernie meme, it's crazy how much I love you my friend. Heheheee I am once again taking your LOVELY request! And lucky for both of us, the muse was hella flowing, and I ended up incorporating drunk kisses and some ASHWAH sub!Joel. Hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing!!! Love you so much and thank you for your support and for always making me smile and laugh!

Pairing: Joel x F!Reader, established relationship, set in the ASHWAH universe

Warnings: 18+ MDNI Shameless Smut, unprotected p in v, drunk sex, fast desperate sex, dirty talk, grinding, dom!Reader, sub!Joel, Joel begging for it, creampie, pet names (sweetheart, darlin', mi luna for Reader, baby for Joel)

Wordcount: 1.4k

“Joel—”

“C’mere, darlin’,” Joel mumbled as his lips sought yours again while you both stumbled through the front door of his house that was now your home as well, months after you had given into what had been building between you in front of his fireplace.

“Mm,” you hummed, head tilting back as you tried to pull away to close the door, but he was grabbing your hand and pulling you back to him, his tongue pushing into your mouth to kiss you sloppily, desperately, and you laughed, teeth clashing with his as you mumbled, “Joel. Joel. I need to close the door.”

Joel huffed as you managed to wiggle out of his grip, closing the front door before he pushed you right up against it, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling your body flush against his, your hips rolling forward by reflex when you felt the press of his erection through his jeans against your own.

You could taste the whiskey he had been drinking all night in his mouth, and you sighed, head tilting to the side to give him easier access as he pulled back to press open-mouthed kisses down your neck, tasting your skin with a quiet moan.

“You’re so fucking drunk,” you mumbled, even as your hips continue to roll against his, pulling more moans from deep within his chest as he grabbed your hips, guiding your grinding before he leaned up to rest his forehead against yours.

“So are you,” he muttered with a sly smirk, and you groaned, shaking your head at the memory his words brought to mind, of his moment of giving in to jealousy when you had gone on a date.

“You want me to put the skirt back on, Joel?” you whispered, smirking up at him as he tilted his head back with a moan at the picture you were painting. “Don’t have to wear anything under them this time. Just that little skirt bunched up around my waist and your big cock inside of me.”

“Fucking hell, sweetheart,” Joel groaned, ducking his head back down to kiss you with a new desperation. “Keep talking like that and you’re gonna make me cum in my goddamn jeans.”

“I’ll clean you up if you do,” you murmured, tracing his lips with your tongue, and he pulled back so fast you almost felt disappointed until he leaned over, wrapping his arms around your knees and throwing you up over his shoulder.

“Joel!” you cried out, laughter bubbling from your throat as you smacked his back and held on for dear life while he tried to walk towards the stairs but stumbled a few times. “Joel Miller, if you fucking drop me down these stairs I am going to end you.”

His laughter joined yours then, so deep and carefree that it made you feel warm with a happiness you’d never experienced before him.

Realizing he wasn’t going to make it up those steps, Joel turned, heading towards the living room to lean over and lay you gently, albeit a bit clumsily, onto the couch.

When he unbuttoned your jeans to tug them down with your panties before reaching for his own pants, you laughed again, smiling widely at his arched brow in question as you teased, “No more clothes off than necessary. Just like the good ol’ days, huh?”

Joel chuckled, shaking his head as he pushed his own pants down, pulling his cock free of its fabric constraints before leaning over you with a mumbled, “Shut up.”

But you were pulling back from him, rising from the couch and meeting his look of disappointed confusion with a cheeky grin as you pushed your bottoms down all the way, leaving them discarded on the floor as you murmured, “Sit back, cowboy. Let me take charge here.”

Joel’s eyes widened, and you could see his chest freeze in the same moment his breath caught audibly in his throat. Then he was adjusting himself to sit back on the couch, large brown gaze completely glazed over as you stepped forward, taking his cock in hand and leaning over to spit down onto it, feeling your pussy ache with a need to have him inside of you as he moaned, cock twitching just from the feeling of your saliva on it while you stroked it over him.

You climbed into his lap, lifting yourself up as you aligned him to your entrance, teasing yourself over him a few times, letting him stretch you a bit before pulling out and getting even more drunk off the way he started to writhe, mumbling incoherent things that grew louder with each pass of the head of his cock sliding just barely into your slick heat and then out again.

“Oh god, please,” Joel whispered, grabbing your hips tight in his large hands even as he didn’t try and direct you, didn’t rush you, just letting you have this moment of control. “Darlin’, fuck, please. I need to feel you, need to be inside you, mi luna, god—”

It was the affectionate nickname that had you giving in, sinking down onto him slowly and letting out a breathy sigh as Joel’s head fell back against the top of the couch, the loudest whimper you had ever heard from him lingering in the air as you rocked your hips down until you were fully seated.

“Jesus, fuck, goddammit,” Joel was muttering curses between fast, heavy breaths, and you knew he wouldn’t last long at all tonight.

So you set a fast and brutal pace, bouncing on him as you grabbed his chin, directing his face up so his eyes met yours, licking your lips as you whispered, “You like it when I put you in your place, Joel? Like it when I use your cock to get myself off?”

“Yes,” Joel whined, his hips rolling up to meet yours, and you felt his cock twitch, knowing he was about to cum from your seductive taunting and the way you were riding him.

But then he surprised you, reaching a hand down to place his thumb on your clit, rubbing quickly and making your hips jerk forward, your own mouth falling open with whimpers as your eyes squeezed shut, focusing on the way he could still work you so perfectly, even when he was nearly drunk out of his mind with alcohol and lust.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” you whispered, biting your lip as you rocked your hips desperately, losing any kind of pace as you felt your orgasm about to hit. “Gonna use your thumb to come all over your cock, baby, fuck!”

You gasped, eyes flashing open to stare up at the ceiling as your hips jerked forward, body overcome with the waves of an intense orgasm that almost made you miss what Joel was saying.

“I gotta—darlin’, fuck, please,” Joel was whimpering, and you blinked a few times, pulling your face back down to see him wild-eyed and desperate as he asked you, “Where?”

“Oh,” you sighed, leaning down to press your forehead against his as you whispered, “Cum inside me, Joel.”

You had barely said his name before he was bucking up into you, grunting loudly as his cock pulsed deep inside you, his cum filling you up in a way that only had happened that night in front of the fireplace, and a few other mornings when you both were far too sleepy and content to do otherwise.

His face leaned up, lips meeting yours in more sloppy kisses, the affection in them palpable and making you smile lazily as you melted into his embrace when he tugged you down to lay on the couch with him, his cock still inside you, keeping you full of his cum as he nuzzled his face against your neck.

Joel was mumbling something now, but it was practically gibberish, and he didn’t have the energy to keep you with him as you slid off of him, moving to go get a washcloth and clean yourselves up before you would have to find a way to get him upstairs into bed post drunken fuck.

When you did manage to get yourselves cleaned up and into bed, you snuggled into his chest, unable to help but smile as you hoped he’d let you take control like that again sometime.

everything taglist: @darkroastjoel @thetriumphantpanda @sinsofsummers @dinsdjrn @cupofjoel @cavillscurls @tightjeansjavi

[agentmarcuspike]

okay so as i’m getting back into writing fanfic i’ve also been getting back into reading it, and oh my god are there a lot of talented people out there. i’ve mainly been consuming joel miller and the last of us stories, and i wanted to share with you some that have really made an impression on me, or that i’ve thoroughly enjoyed. so here here are my march/april ficrecs!!

(dividers by @saradika​) (header by me)

« ATROPHY » @yeyinde

joel miller x f!reader, written in 3rd person, 10k words, angst with a side of poetic smut 

It's his own fault, he thinks, for stuffing his grief in the same place he keeps his worry.

She wears her fatigue like its armour, wielding the brunt of her exhaustion like a shield.

There is no future outside of the way he fits inside of her, and this is as permanent as the blemishes he leaves on her pretty skin.

Maybe, he expected something different. For her to call this thing what it was, and then demand more of him, yell and scream and beg for the things he wouldn't give her—if only so he could break her heart into pieces, and force her to let go. To stop.

His heart doesn't stop, but a piece of it breaks off and lodges itself in his throat. He can't swallow. Can't breathe.

i seriously read this twice in one day. what the hell.

« TENDER / AND WHAT’S LEFT »  @moondirti​

joel miller x f!reader, 4.3k, smut and angst and everything you could wish for

Joel is a man of blunt lines and frayed edges, and though he seems especially bronze at this time of day, you know you can't touch him to feel the sun.

But he looked tired, even in his sleep.

« MOMENTS »  @charnelhouse​

joel miller x f!reader, 2k, dangerous smut

You and your willingness to offer up your body because to have Joel at all feels akin to owning a panther.

You think you’d be happy being attached to him, growing out of him. Addicted to the way he feels in your cunt. You want him to infect you. You think that’s what your sex is like. Joel and you infect each other until the other burns away.

You can only allow him to take you, dragging you like a violent tide and hope he’ll bring you to shore.

honorable mentions, by the same author: «darlin’» and «teacups»

« adjustments » @softlyspector​

joel miller x f!reader, 9.4k, fluff (and a lil smut as a treat)

i DEVOURED this, and thank GOD there’s a sequel: «settled»

« for the things they hold dear » @cruelfvkingsummer​

joel miller x f!reader, age gap, smutty..., mean mean man

But everything that was ripped away from him had bloody, ragged claw marks on them.

“I found us a cabin up north.”

cruel summer (chapter 1-3) @proxima-writes​

joel miller x f!reader, no outbreak, age gap

🔨🏡😒👙

« SPEAKEASY » @toxicanonymity​

joel miller x f!reader, 1.5k, smut smutty smut smut

🤠🍻🗣🎯

« 2002 » @wheresarizona​

joel miller x f!reader, pre-outbreak, 900 words, sexy AND adorable

💑💖🛋☔️

« what he didn’t do » @pedgeitopascal​

joel miller x divorced!reader, pre-outbreak, 4.9k, SLOW BURN ♡

🔧👕🥃💋

« stay in bed » (chapters 1-8) @psychedelic-ink​

joel miller x f!reader, tommy miller x unrequited reader, sloooow burn 

👬💗💃🗽🖼

« one thing missing »  (part 1-4) @joelscruff​

joel miller x f!reader, 16k and counting, friends to... lovers?, ellie!!!

⛺️😴👨‍👩‍👧🐏

« a safe haven » (chapters 1-5) @pedgeitopascal​

joel miller x f!reader, jackson era, ellie makes a friend

🐎👨‍👧🍻💃🕺🏻

« close your eyes » @lovers-liability​

joel miller x f!reader, angst AND smut, all you need is love

🌲❤️👫🌲

i might be adding to this list, and also making another one once i have more! in the meantime check out my ficrec tag!

[hippolotamus]

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15 sentences of MerBuck for you, dear Anon. For Context, Eddie is grabbing a bite to eat before he goes to find Buck for a visit 💖

The waitress, Ginny, stops by, offering a ‘what’ll it be, darlin’?’, followed by ‘comin’ right up’ after he orders a turkey club sandwich, waffle fries and an iced tea. He smiles politely as he hands her his menu. Spaced evenly along the counter are miniature jukeboxes, shiny chrome and off-white buttons with faded markings. He flicks through the pages, scanning the song selections. The music variety is an impressive mix that reminds him of listening to records in Abuela’s living room, and taking Shannon out for dancing and pool. Speaking of which, he should really answer his wife and reassure her that he’s fine. The handwritten note he left that morning wasn’t exactly brimming with details. Just that he had an important trip to take and he would be home by the next day. Not exactly husband of the year material. “Pick something good,” Ginny teases, setting down his plate and drink. “Thanks, but, uh, probably not today.” “Well, if you change your mind, I always liked E2, personally.” She gives him a friendly smile before disappearing behind a swinging door. Curiosity gets the better of him and he stifles a chuckle when he finds the listing – Under the Boardwalk by The Drifters. How fitting.

tagging some others that asked about/were interested in this one: @daffi-990 (oh look he's at a different diner brooding about his love life...) @underwaterninja13 @tizniz @spotsandsocks @diazsdimples

@theplaceyoustillrememberdreaming mi amor @bidisasterevankinard @monsterrae1

[mangokittokatsu]

I've been feeling so overwhelmed lately with doctor's appointments and uni, and I just wanna climb into Hangman's lap and stay there forever🥲 like having those biceps around me would improve my mood 200% lmao

-@cradled-r

@cradled-r

R my love!! I’m so sorry you’ve been so overwhelmed lately :( I know the feeling all too well, I meant to get this out sooner but I hope it helps you feel even just a little bit less stressed!! Take care of yourself and take a little mental break whenever you get the chance, you’re almost to holiday!! I hope you enjoy this and get some relief soon dear 💖💖💕💗💗💗

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Jake was sitting in the living room when you came through the door, starting slightly when he heard you shut it just a little too hard and kick off your shoes with a huff in the hallway. He watched with his face slightly furrowed in concern as you trudged through the doorway, your shoulders slouched forward and fingers rubbing your temples as you flopped down beside him on the couch.

He lets out a sympathetic hum as he sets a hand on your thigh, thumb brushing softly over your knee, "rough day?"

You nod in response, slumping over into his side and burying your face in his shoulder with a groan, “you have no idea, everything just feels like it's piling up."

Frowning at the distress and exhaustion in your voice, he pulls you into his lap, settling you against his chest with your head tucked under his chin, "is there anything I can do for you darlin?”

He runs his hands through your hair, taking over the job of rubbing at your temples and gently scratching at your scalp as feels you shake your head against him, relaxing into his hold as his voice rumbles through his chest as he speaks, the slight Texas drawl that you love so much melting away your stress. You press yourself impossibly further into him, breathing in his scent and his presence as he firmly wraps his arms around you. You've never been more thankful to how much time he spends at the gym, his large arms acting like a weighted blanket made just for you as you let out a sigh, releasing more of the tension from your body with every passing moment. You feel yourself start to doze off and mumble out finally, "Just this, Jakey, love you holding me like this. Love your arms."

He softly chuckles in response, tightening his hold around you and planting a kiss to the top of your head, me and my arms love you too sweets, we can sit here for as long as you need."

You let out a hum and nod against his chest, pressing a kiss to his collarbone as he feels your breathing slow and even out, drifting off in his arms. And if he carefully picks up his phone and snaps a photo of your sweet face asleep against him before ordering food from your favorite take out place? Well, that's nobody's business but his own. You’re his darling, and it’s his job to take care of you and capture every moment the two of you have together.

[jade-green-butterfly]

Wow...I cannot believe we're into September already!😮This year is going swiftly (it seems to as you get older, lolz) X'3 And now, Autumn is here!🍂🍁But do you know what that means, folks?😁...IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH, WOO-HOOO~!! =^0^=✨🎊🎁🎂🎈🎉✨

Another year older on 24th September, but still feel young at heart~💓✌I will also make my wish list of what I would like for my birthday, this year~📝😊I am always truly grateful and very appreciate of all gift arts I receive, so you dears are always more than welcome to make me something, if you'd like to~💝😇 And here is what I have in mind: (It's not much, but all bring me great joy~💖) ~DreamWorks Trolls~ 💚 Coossy (Cooper x Jussy, my Trollsona) 💚 Happy Moments With Jussy, Her Son - Toby & All The Funk Fam 💚 SynKaa (Synth x Kaa/Kanye) 💚 Teolly (Holly Darlin' x Lil' Ted, my Country Troll OC) ~Poppy Playtime~ 💚 PJ Pug-a-Pillar x Jussy, Myself ~Bluey~ 💚 Jadisker a.k.a 'Sweet Song' (Busker x Jadie, my Blueysona) Do check out my blog and reblogs for references, and thank-you kindly to all for checking out my birthday month post and being such wonderful darlings~!💘😘🫂 I am also working on a special Jadisker piece, followed by a Coossy wedding kiss piece - both inspired by the beautiful 'Happy Marriage Song' from Sailor Moon Cosmos OST~💗✨=^.^= So stay tuned for those as well!🫶😚💕xoxo.

[girl-next-door-writes]

Hello~

I present to you, my dear, sweet man: Steven Grant for the gif drabble. Thank you~! 💖

Oh, I just want to wrap this man up in a blanket like a burrito and feed him beignets.

It was Saturday. Saturday morning. More specifically it was the Saturday morning of daylight savings, which meant you got a whole extra hour added to your night! This was one of your favourite days because it meant a whole extra hour with Steven, and that was why you woke up at stupid-o-clock like a child on Christmas morning.

You had let him sleep, he clearly needed it, and had created a breakfast banquet as well as preparing a picnic for todays adventures. It had been your intention to wake him in about an hour, but your excitement had bubbled up and as you danced around the kitchen you hummed to yourself. That was what woke him.

Sitting up in bed, he looked around blearily, his eyes taking in flashes of you dancing around in one of his shirts. You seemed even more sunshiny than usual and Steven immediately began to panic. What day was it? Was it an anniversary? Birthday? Obviously it was something special because you were radiating joy like never before but he couldn't for the life of him figure it out.

"Darlin'?" He called, pushing himself out of bed and padding over to the kitchen, running his fingers through his unruly locks. "What's with all the food? Not that I'm complainin', love your food and you looking after me and all that. Just wonderin' is all."

"Hey." You grinned, sliding over and placing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Happy daylight savings day! We get a whole extra hour together today, or tonight? Not sure how it works, just know we need to sort out the clocks before bed." Pressing another kiss to his jaw, you whirled away to pour him a coffee leaving him standing there shaking his head, a soft, affectionate smile on his lips. You we a little insane, but he liked that about you. Your enthusiasm was infectious, especially when he realised what you were really happy about was an extra hour with him.

[swampstew]

HAAAAAPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAAY TO YOUUUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAÀAAAYYYYYY DEAR RAVEN !!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YYOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Happy escaped the womb day my lovely Raven !!! I am SO blessed to know you, your friendship is unmatched and your love for Kid has filled ME with a love for Kid (and Killer 🤭) that can never be tamed !!! I love you, I love that you exist and I am so so happy we're all able to celebrate with you today !!!

Happy birthday darlin !!! We love you!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊

MAAANNNNDDDDDIIIIIIEEEE YOU SANG FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! Thank you so much sweet bean, I love and appreciate your friendship so much!

[justafairytailofinnocence]

May I request cuddling with reader headcannons for Jack Sparrow and Elizabeth Swann? Thx!

Hello dear 💖, thanks for your request.

Cuddling with Jack Sparrow and Elizabeth swann 🫂

Jack sparrow🍺

Tortuga, a place for buccaneers, scoundrels, and ex sailors.

Jack was surrounded by the wenches of the faithful bride. All laughing and flirting with the handsome captain.

He leaned back against the chair with rum in hand; his smile showed his go

Jack spotted you heading outside. His lip twitched when you were leaving such a lively place.

Jack stood up from the chair as he said, "scuse' me darlins".

He strutted up to you outside. "Question, why would you rather be out here when you could be in a great place like in there?" Jack smiled at the door of the faithful bride.

You looked at Jack wearing a full gown skirted robe à la française gown with your hair in soft curls/ you wore a gentleman's coating, with your hair tied back in a bow/ you wore a pair of breeches with a blouse, you wore a tricorn hat.

You looked up at the stars, remembering the adventures you had with jack on the pearl.

Jack tried looking to where your eyes followed. "I do recall a certain adventure, one where I claimed a certain ship, my pearl."

You looked at Jack with a confused manner. "Captain sparrow, are you referring to--".

"When you saved me that day from the navy, aye, such a courageous thing you were, a lass/lad/person who fancied the same freedom i did," Jack complimented.

"Though, you nearly shot me." he placed a finger on his chin in a thinking expression. "Terrible with pistols but, a great swordsman/swordswoman/swordsperson, tell me, how does that work?".

You shrugged "I suppose I'm just odd Jack".

"The world's odd darlin', if the people in it aint odd we'd be borin' people stuck in a borin' world, odd people make the world an interestin' place don't-cha think, savvy?" Jack said wisely.

You had no idea sparrow could be so wise, half the time you couldn't tell if he was drunk or smart. He was choatic thats for sure.

You wrapped your arms around Jack and leaned into his grasp. His scent was of strong rum and sea water.

Jack taken back held his arms out to the sides as if he weren't expecting the hug. "What?, did I say somethin'" he questioned.

He gently held your back with one arm as the other held rum. He drunk the rum as you hugged him.

"Jack?" A voice called out. "Master Gibbs" Jack held his arm around your shoulder.

"We did it Jack, we won tha keg of rum" master Gibbs cheerfully spoke.

"Excellent, bring that keg on board master Gibbs and prepare to cast off" Jack ordered.

Elizabeth Swann🦢

Elizabeth wore a golden robe a la francaise gown with her hair done in a bun with a single coil touching her shoulders.

You decided to quickly catch Elizabeth before she plotted to find Jack and Will.

"Elizabeth, Elizabeth!" You firmly said loudly.

"If your intention is to stop me then your wasting valuable time" Elizabeth responded with a feisty tone.

"Nay, not any of the sorts, I wish to bid you a final farewell" you replied. Elizabeth was in love with will you knew, but that still didn't stop your feelings for her.

"A farewell?" She questioned. "I have no intention of death being apart of my plan".

"No, for me, if Admiral Norrington catches me, I'll be hanging at the galley for helping with Sparrow's escape" you sadly implied.

"He won't, he can't, not even Will-" she tried to reassure you.

"Turner has made his leave, he won't be caught neither will Jack" you had to make the hard decision of leaving.

"Then come with me, you'll gain freedom im sure Captain Jack Sparrow will be reasonable and give you quarter on his ship" Elizabeth gently touched your hand.

"I would but you'll be tracked down along with Turner and Sparrow" you lightly grabbed her hand.

Elizabeth didn't want you to go, she loved you in many ways, even if it wasn't romantically.

You hugged her as a final farewell as she hugged you back.

"I promise to come back for you" Elizabeth gently spoke.

You kissed the top of her forehead before bolting. Elizabeth watched with a slightly sad full expression.

[fancycolours]

My super handsome and incredibly talented husband! 😩 That’s my Robert! 🥰 Look at him go! 💜 Love you so very much, sweetheart! I knew ever since I first laid my eyes on you that you’d be the one for me! My soulmate! 💘 We were meant to be baby, you and me! 💋 For eternity! ♾️ It’s written in the stars! 🌟

[sebsxphia]

it’s a few minutes before rhetts time to go on at the rodeo. You’re pushed up against a trailer, your hand in his pants, jerking him off, sort of as a good luck. Or at least that’s what you told him. You got into a fight earlier that day, so right when he’s about to cum, you pull away from him. “Time to go, cowboy.” You say, patting his cheek lightly before walking away.

YOU’D FUCKING DIE

but oh my god, the image of being pushed up against a trailer and hidden behind the bright lights. rhett’s palm is pressed against the wall of the trailer and he’s standing in front of you, caging you in with his tall frame towering over you.

he’s wearing his hat and due to the low lighting, you can barely make out his face. there’s only subtle shadows falling on the crease of his brow and the tight muscle in his jaw as he grits his teeth and focuses on the feeling of your hand.

his cock is still partly in his pants but hanging out enough of his boxers that you can jerk him off hard and fast. he grunts and follows by moaning your name, “feels s’ good, baby. shit-” and you can tell he’s close. the adrenaline of the ride is coursing through his veins and it never takes rhett long to come before or after a ride.

you bite down on your bottom lip tightly to brace yourself for the cruel move you’re about to pull. but he deserves it. rhett got on your last nerve earlier today and this was his punishment.

“i’m gon’ come, keep going, darlin’, fuck.”

at rhett’s last groan of need for you, you pull away. he lets out a frustrated groan in response and his eyes fly open to look at you with an expression that mirrors a deer in headlights.

“shit, what the fuck, darlin’? don’t stop, please-” rhett pleads with you and goes to take your hand to shove it back into his pants but you pat his cheek lightly with a coy smile.

“time to go, cowboy.”

you saunter away and you can feel rhett’s gaze burning into you from behind. you think your skimpy little sundress could catch on fire. you hear him let out a low and animalistic snarl and walk away when his name is called.

to your surprise, rhett rides the best he has all season. you catch him after and smother him in your congratulations and praising kisses, but he gives you no reaction.

“truck, now.”

“but, baby, don’t you want-”

“truck. now.” rhett grits through his teeth and grabs you by your arm, with you giggling quietly in anticipation next to him.

rhett laughs in your face when you’re in the truck and you ask him if there’s going to be celebratory sex tonight.

“oh, no, no. not for you, angel face. i’m gon’ tie you up, coat you in my cum as much as i want and leave you for the night.”

giggles in brat!!! omg thank you so, so much for this insane thot my dear anon!! your mind is too powerful!! 💌💖

[fandoms-writings]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

aww <3 i'm gonna put them below the cut ~

Stay with Me is one of my absolute favorites. I'm obsessed with Miguel O'Hara, like, obsessed. And I just wanted to show him some love, i think he really needs it. So this was kind of like a love letter to the character even though he's lil subby in it oops

All Art is Erotic is one of those stories that I'll never get over telling all of you about, and honestly, i look back on it and it's hard for me to believe that I wrote that. It makes me really proud and it also kind of lets me play into the scenario of me not dropping out of college and what could've been ya know?

The Blade and The Crown is one of my favorites. I had started a royal au awhile ago, and it just wasn't what i wanted so i abandoned it oops. But i really wanted to write for that time period, and I remember talking to @perdidosbucky-yyo about this idea I had for a knight falling in love with the queen and it was just like something clicked in my brain.

Something Domestic will forever be near and dear to my heart. It was my first big fic project after my big multi-year hiatus and I just remember spending hours at my old job writing and researching and editing and i had so much fun working on it. I want to revisit this pair and if I can get the inspo for it, i'd love to write out their first time together cuz it'd be full of body worship and just never ending love <3

Gentle Kisses is a lil self indulgent. I looooove slow kissing, taking the time to really explore their lips and their mouth, pulling them closer, gripping their body, like i love it, so when i got an ask about doing kisses like that for Bucky, i ran to it and threw on some hozier and just went for it. Its short, but i love it so much, it's also from his perspective which i'm a sucker for <3

Thanks for the ask darlin <3

[kedsandtubesocks]

AHHHHHHH I HOPE I DIDNT MISS YOUR BIRTHDAYYYYYYY! Happy birthday darling! I hope your day is just as amazing as you are!!!

It feels weird to ask you for something on YOUR birthday, but if you’re up for it, let’s do a 💖🔮

ILYSM OKAY BYEEEEE ♥️♥️♥️♥️

BEE YOU ARRIVED JUST IN TIME AHHHH 🥳

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I know you’ve been taking a break from here so taking the time to come send me warm birthday wishes is so special and I appreciate you 🥺

And oh my goodness it’s all good! Think of it as us playing some fun party games lol it really is because I’m so grateful to be here and all the love y’all give me so this is just a little gift I wanted to give back 🥰

💖 let’s get you a Pedro boyfriend babe

Oh you and dear Joel would be such an endearing match!! Beneath all the gruff and tough surface, he’s so soft and caring especially would be for you. I think you remind me of how warm the simple things can be and how beautiful it is to enjoy taking time for yourself! Plus I have no doubt he would be your BIGGEST fan and supporter! Always tells everyone “my lady’s an artist!” And says it with his chest with his words soaked with pride!!! While Joel is your steady shoulder to find strength in, you are his soft strength like the peace that comes with a good nap that rejuvenates you ♥️

🔮 ooo a tarot reading let’s explore!

I’m gonna keep the Joel loving going for you ☺️

Like I said, Joel is talking about your art all the time! I even think he has you paint on a few things around the house! Lovely flowers and sweet butterflies to lighten up the room, plus it’s a fond literal reminder he gets to see of you around the house

As gruff and serious as he can be, Joel, I believe, at his heart is still a big dorky goof and does that thing where he points at your shirt like “you got a stain there darlin’” and then swipes at your nose so playful and light

He LOVES to serenade you! All forms of country songs that he earnestly whisper sings to you in the comfort of your kitchen to belting out ‘Jolene’ to make you giggle and sing along with him

Thank you again dear Bee I’m wishing you all the best and hope you take care!! 💐🥹

[mellifloraa]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the inbox of the last ten people who reblogged something from you, get to know your mutuals and your followers! (no pressure) :)

AAAAA tysm darlin this made my day!!!! i love getting asks unprompted i'm so excited rn omg ;w; i'll put this under a read more cuz it's long as fuck lmfao

umm okay!!! seeing as how i've been watching a ton of it lately number one is yellowjackets!! i've never seen it before and it's honestly super cool, i really love horror and psychological horror especially, and the body horror is fucking peak so far i love how they're not afraid to show really gross shit and i love it OwO and ofc the blatant gay is always nice too =w=)

number 2 is chloe moriondo!!! i hung the poster i got at her show in november above my bed so every morning i get to wake up and see that i'm both capable of and allowed to go do fun shit for myself!!! on top of her being an incredibly talented performer and musician she means a lot to me and has kinda become the icon of this phase of my mental health recovery and that makes me so happy!!!!

number 3 is cooking!!! i've been trying to make a concerted effort to cook more for my family, and while part of it is a lil scary because i'm still kinda new to it, i'm learning a lot and i feel like i'm practicing for when i'm able to get a place of my own!! meals in seattle were often kinda subsistence only and i didn't have the opportunity to experiment, but now that i have proper ingredients and a stove that i can actually use it's so much fun!!! last night i made this gnocchi dish with crumbled sweet italian sausage and broccoli and swiss chard and a ton of parmesan cheese and it came out so great holy shit, i had leftovers for lunch >w<

number 4 is my dear friend and snugabug companion whose name has been withheld for privacy reasons UwU

and number 5 as a collective ig are my lovely followers who send me asks and write nice things on my posts and in the tags!!!! i know i don't update my tumblr super often and when i do i talk a lot in the tags n shit but it truly makes me so happy to hear from you guys, it makes me feel very connected with lotsa people all around the world!! and as someone who's struggled with maintaining a support network in the past, the fact that you guys choose to follow me and interact with me is such a blessing ;w; i consider you all my friends and i'm super thankful i get to be here with all of you!!! ^w^)

ty darlin you're so sweet, thank you for giving me this opportunity to reflect and be appreciative :3 make sure you're staying hydrated and grab a snack if you haven't recently!!! 💖💖

[battlexworned]

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The registered code went by a different name. A name that Ironhide was currently holding dear and was decorated with a small Purple Heart on the side. Violet. His drunken state didn’t stop him from smiling and giggling like a love struck fool when he realized- that was Blackarachnia’s comm code. His upper body was literally dangling on the edge of his berth as he tapped the contact so he could message.

Prior to this, he was conflicted if to call them, but chickened out. Mostly because it was late at night, and Ironhide didn’t want to bother them in such ridiculous late hour. But now those worries aren’t stopping. Not only was he drunk off his ass, Ironhide was extremely touch starved.

:: viole ::

:: violettt ::

:: honeyyyy ::

:: darlin ::

:: sweetie ::

:: are y there? ::

:: I miss uuu ::

:: you’re soo fffffragin pretty I can nver get enough of yu ::

The last text message was an extremely butchered in grammar along with 3 sad emoticons. If a minute or two was taken to decipher what it was, it could’ve been read as follows: please come over.