#i’m desperate

[miyuuuki]

Craving me some Yandere x Narcissist! Reader rn. Imagine a Yandere being so obsessed with you, so inlove with how you know how precious and absolutely gorgeous you are. Them showering praises on you and you sucking it up but responding with a simple “I know.”

[angeldollw]

i want what they have so so bad i’m gonna die

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

seeing stars

paring: Matt Murdock x fem!reader

wc: 1561

summary: you and Matt share a tender night together after one of his nightly patrols

tags/ warnings: 18+ only. fluff and smut, fingering, unprotected p in v, pullout, praise, aftercare. established relationship. no use of y/n. minors DNI

feedback is always appreciated💌

rewritten 22/01/24

One of your favourite ways to end the day is on the couch with a glass in hand, curled up, reading a good book. It was something you did most nights, tonight being no exception.

Your music softly played over the hustle of Hell's Kitchen, lyrics and beats drowning out the background noise of the city around you. The honks from cars and shouts from pedestrians seamlessly mesh together, blurring behind the closed-off, cosy environment you created for yourself.

It was late. Matt was out on his nightly patrols, fighting crime as he did almost every day - protecting his city in ways only he can. And while you waited for his return home, you immersed yourself in your book, following the words, letting yourself become hooked on the story.

You hear the metal of the fire escape door creek, and your eyes immediately follow the sound, the silhouette of a man dressed in black appearing in the gap - your man dressed in black appearing in the gap.

You clutch over your chest, the action an attempt to calm its wild thumping. "God-- don't do that," you mutter, eyes following him. 

"Sorry, sweetheart," he grins, the expression cocky and amused. "Bit late to be up, hm?" he says, slowly walking down the stairs, loosening his muay thai ropes. 

You place your marker in your book and close it with a thumb. "Mhm-hm," you hum playfully. "It is. Very."

"What can I say? Busy night," he chuckles, dropping his fabric mask onto the coffee table before resuming the untangling of his robes.

Matt slumps onto the sofa beside you, throwing his head against the back, a soft groan slipping past his lips as he adjusts - getting more comfortable. His hand mindlessly slides up your leg, resting over your thigh as he gives himself a moment to settle back into your calming presence.

Copying him, you adjust, snuggling into his side and resting your head on his shoulder. "Did you get hurt?"

He removes the hand placed over your thigh and drapes it over your shoulder, pulling you into him. "No," he lazily smiles, his hand reaching down - fingers grazing at your side, the action almost teasing.

"Good," you say shortly, tone sweet and pleased. You twist your head in towards him, placing a kiss on his cheek. "I'm glad." 

Instead of pulling away, you linger there momentarily, lips brushing against his stubble before you trail a slow line of kisses along his jaw and towards his mouth - turning his face around with a palm on the opposite side of his head. 

Without breaking the kiss, Matt manoeuvres you, taking your subtle hinting into initiative by adjusting you both - pushing and laying you flat so he can slot his lower half between yours, hovering above. His weight anchored on his hands either side of you.

You bend at the knee, holding it at his side to feel him just that bit closer - feeling him grow hard against you, cock prodding at the sweet spot between your thighs. Teasing him, you roll your hips up into him, wanting to feel the friction you so desperately needed. 

You place your hands either side of his face, palms cupping his jaw as you melt into the makeout, deepening it - accepting his tongue willingly. Lips caressing one another's urgently, needy noises muffled between.

He balances his weight on one arm, slipping his other between you and down the front of your pyjama shorts, fingers leisurely toying at your pussy. Teasing and playing with your folds as he kisses along your jaw, middle finger circling your entrance - the light, delicate touch making you almost shudder against him.

He brushes his finger over your hole, his pad outlining it before easing it in, sliding in up to the last knuckle. Working you open with his hooked, thick finger, slowly pumping into you as he continues the trail of kisses along the side of your throat.

Matt drags his finger from the warmth and sits up on his knees between your spread legs, one hand snaking into the waistband of his pants, the other sliding up your stomach - groping one of your tits. He tugs on his pants, pulling the fabric over his hips, just enough space for his now exposed cock to poke through.

You shimmy yourself out of your shorts and underwear, laying under him with a bare cunt on display, the soft sheen of slick going visibly unappreciated.

His fingers wrap around the base of his cock, giving himself a few short strokes as he guides his head towards you - pushing his tip through the slick of your folds, coating his cock in your wetness before sinking into you.

You take him at your own pace, walls fluttering and loosening around his shaft as he eases more of himself into you - your pussy swallowing little bits of him at a time. Your hand paws at his wrist placed on your waist, fingers enveloping around the thickness, silently pleading and begging him to get closer. Now lingering his chest above yours.

His lips skim over your jaw, trailing even more kisses down the side of your throat, giving you easing, reassuring pecks as he slips more of his cock into you - distracting you from the dull ache between your thighs. 

You bend at the knee, holding it at his side - the new angle opening your hips wider, allowing that last bit of his cock to slide in, head hitting at the hilt. You keep him snug to you, arms lazily wrapped around his neck, your other leg entangling with his as your lips shadow each other. 

His strokes remain steady, winding his hips into you, consuming you from the inside out. "Sounding so pretty, angel," he murmurs into your mouth, his voice hoarse from the way you wrap yourself around his cock.

Matt quickens the pace. That tightening sensation building within you both - that tensing feeling growing and growing. He fucks into you a little better. More forcefully, more deliberately. The perfect curve of his cock grazing against your gummy ridges in the most sinful and delicious of ways. 

He chases your release, wanting to feel you shudder and tighten around him - wanting to feel you cum on his cock. So, he parts from your lips and trails messy open kisses over your cheek, halting when he reaches under your ear.

"You feel so perfect wrapped around me—  you're so perfect," he hazily whispers, talking low. "Yeah, that's it," he nods slowly, encouraging you. "You're right there, pretty girl. I can feel it."

With his soft praise, you find yourself gripping onto his dick, tightly clamping around him as you cum. Moaning sweet cries senselessly with your head thrown back.

Your release triggers his own, pumping his thick, warm load in his hand, biting back broken groans as he milks the rest of his cum onto your jittering inner thighs. 

Heavily panting, he peels himself from above you, stuffing his dick into the tops of his pants as he extends a hand towards you, nodding for you to take. Smiling. "Let's get cleaned up."

//

After your shared shower, you and Matt both find yourselves standing in front of his open bedroom window, the sounds and smells of the 3 AM morning seeping into the apartment. 

He stands close behind you, his chin resting on your shoulder, his bare chest pressed into your back as he hugs your middle. He was appreciating you - appreciating you the way you did the stars in the sky. 

"I got an idea," you chirp, breaking the comfortable silence.

He hums softly, waiting for you to elaborate.

You step away from him, instead moving to stand behind him. "Okay, so here," you start, placing a finger on the top right of his back. "This here. Is Jupiter," you pause, lining the marking as accurately as possible, wanting to show him what you can see. "It's the brightest in the sky at night. A soft gold, white colour-- she's very pretty."

He hums again, listening to you intently - silently admiring how you're trying to include him. 

You drag your finger to the left, grazing over his scarred back. "This is Mars. She's pretty small and like an orangey-red. Then way over here," you pause, lining the placement with your view. "That's Saturn, then back over here... this here. It's my favourite star."

"What does it look like?" he asks, tone warm and curious.

You smile to yourself, wrapping your arms around his middle - hugging him the way he did to you. "Very bright. It sparkles and twinkles. Sometimes, it looks like she changes colour." 

"They sound beautiful," he murmurs, placing his hands over your arms, holding you against him. 

"I got an idea," you pause, pressing a kiss into his shoulder. "If you're interested. I can get a map of all the stars and constellations I can see around here and then raise the dots on the stars-- so it's like your braille. And you can feel what I see," you ramble, the excitement evident in your voice.

He chuckles, a warm, wide grin on his face. "I would like that," he hums, holding you tighter as you listen to the sounds of the city below.

[lulu-tutu]

Incorrect Quotes #1 (ROTTMNT)

Y/n: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Raph: Several traffic violations. Leo: Three counts of resisting arrest. Donnie: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Mikey: Also, that’s not our car.

———

Leo: I’m an idiot. Donnie: Y/n: Raph: Mikey: Leo: Donnie: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

———

Leo: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends. Donnie: ... Your what? Leo: My friends. Y/n: Is he saying “friends”? Raph: I think he’s being sarcastic. Mikey: No, no, no, this is delirium, he’s cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Leo! All of your friends are in this room. Leo: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

———

Leo: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff. Donnie: I witnessed the dumb stuff. Y/n: I recorded the dumb stuff. Mikey: I joined in on the dumb stuff. Raph: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

———

Leo: Bye Y/n! Bye Donnie! Bye Raph! Bye Mikey! Bye Y/n! Donnie: You said ‘bye Y/n’ twice. Leo: I like Y/n.

———

I’m begging y’all, please give me ROTTMNT requests 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[sleepypandaarts]

Prince Rielle of Atlantica. Another manhwa style drawing.

Seriously when are the other rsa characters coming out??? I want to see jasmine and belle or I’ll take anyone at this point

[dragabond]

Please read and reblog

Hi. Im native/white mixed and me and my roommate are both gay, trans and disabled. I have no health insurance. Rent is overdue. I’m working two jobs and it’s still not enough

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[m1nts]

They deserve each other

[xaithings]

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[azrael08]

I know we talk a lot about how smitten Michael is, how much Adam has an archangel wrapped around his finger, the way Michael is head over heels in love and all that, which don’t get me wrong is true that boy is devoted, but I just don’t think we talk enough about how much Adam loves him.

Sure, Michael chose to leave heaven and his family behind for Adam and that’s great, but Adam was alone. Can we discuss how honoured and loved he must have felt that he just had someone who was willing to listen to him and just talk about life with. His mother is gone, John is John, his brothers betrayed and abandoned him, although he is well-adjusted considering he witnessed his mothers death and, well, going to hell with an archangel inside of him, he probably thought at one point that when they got bac to earth that he would just have to keep moving. Go back to collage, get a job, try to be a normal person again.

How can you try to find the meaning in life when your life has been so drastically altered?

But Michael stays with him. Michael sits at a Diner with him. Michael listens to him make stupid jokes and understands the feeling of loosing faith in your family. They bond and have formed a strong connection for thousands of years (or however long they were in the cage for????) Michael protects him and takes the time to still let him live in his own body, how astonishing would it be to have the prince of Heaven allow you to still do the things you want to do, see, and accomplish in life all the while he gets to teach said angel about the world itself.

I just don’t think we talk enough about Adam being smitten, can we talk more about it please????

[lost-lonnie]

PLS IF YOU LIKE “OUR LIFE: NOW AND FOREVER” DEADASS DM/MESSAGE ME‼️ I NEED FRIENDS WHO LIKE IT AND NOT JUST MY FRIENDS IN IRL THAT HAVE NO CLUE WHY IM IN LOVE WITH THIS GAME. PLS I BEG MESSAGE ME OR LIKE THIS POST‼️

[uponasoapboxb]

at this point, matt murdock could backflip into frame for 5 seconds, flip off the camera, and then sprint away and i would still eat that shit up

[cassieecas]

Maybe either Bendy, Felix or Oswald in Babtqftim?

I wasn’t putting any effort while drawing these bunnies 💀

[pinksl0th]

Consider this :

Sex with Harrow : being pinned down by bone constructs.

Sex with Ianthe : being pinned down with tendon/muscle/assorted viscera constructs.

Sex with Coronabeth : being pinned down by her giant boobs.

[ellabism]

begging begging and begging for more ellabs fics without the reader 🙏🏻 i’m not involved in any of their shenanigans. i know some of y’all are out there PLEASE

[asytherii]

If the timeline could drop some dinluke fic recommendations I would be eternally grateful

[lady-grace-pens]

Slow writers of tumblr: has anyone figured out The Key to not comparing yourself to your peers who hit massive word counts daily? Or is this something we all struggle with together?