#jacob holland smut

[redeyerhaenyra]

Jacob Holland NSFW Headcanons

Summary: Some nsfw headcanons for Jacob x

Warnings: Size kink, face-sitting, lactation kink, panty kink, vaginal fingering, long distance relationship, fem reader

Notes: This man has me in a vice grip, I didn't even plan for this to be so long but here we are I guess! I hope you enjoy Jacob as much as I do.

Wc: 776

•Ok to start us off with a bang, I just KNOW this man LIVES for eating pussy. He thrives off of it. It's what's gives him meaning. The only reason he gets up in the morning is to bury his face between your thighs.

•He'll always remark about how good you taste, how delicious you are. The man is a messy eater. His favourite food is your pussy!!!! Not even kidding.

•Also faceriding! He's definitely got the nose for it, if you know what I mean. He'll cum from you whining, and grinding onto his face alone. Wetting his sideburns with your slick- he loves it though, he'll be moaning along with you.

•Sometimes, before he goes off on another voyage, he'll steal some of your underwear so he can nibble on it, and smell it whilst he jacks off. He almost can't get off without the taste or smell of your cunny now. Poor boy misses you so much :(

•But when he does return, oh boy, prepare yourself.

•He will actively not touch himself for a few days when the Inevitable is on it's way back home, all for you of course ;)

•For the most part, it's fine, until he sets eyes on you. Where before, Jacob used to go straight to the tavern after returning to shore, now, he goes straight to you. It's become something of a joke among the crew of the Inevitable; Jacob rushing over to you, waiting for him at the docks. He's so strong, he picks you up and spins you around, and kisses you. It's all very romantic until you feel his bulge against your stomach, and he's ushering you back to your home.

•Safe to say as soon as you get in he's flipping up your skirt and pressing his wonderfully thick, calloused fingers inside you. He's quick to find your clit with his other hand, and holds you tight to his chest as you writhe about in pleasure.

•You're always expecting this, so by the time he's even set foot on land you're already wet enough for him. He just likes to make sure though :)

•Poor guy is so desperate, he'll apologise to you when he, without warning, shoves his cock deep inside you. It's thick aswell, the girth always gives you that perfect stretch.

•On that note. Jacob is VOCAL. He'll do anything from low grunting to full, loud moaning. He talks aswell, though half the time he's too pussydrunk to form actual coherent sentences.

•It'll mainly be things like "Oh, lass, so beautiful, so beautiful," or other such praises about how well your taking him, how much he loves you, how good you are to him mumbled against your skin.

•He is such a good boy, he'd genuinely do anything for you. Jacob's stamina varies on how long you two have been apart, but everytime he puts you through a rough time.

•Jacob forgets his own strength alot of the time, so he doesn't realise how forceful his thrusts are, and often times he can't control himself. You just squeeze him so perfectly.

•He definitely has a breeding kink. He'll NEVER admit it though, but something about pumping you full of him cum, getting you pregnant, is just just incredibly attractive to him.

•If at all you do get pregnant, he'll become affixed with your breasts. Don't get me wrong, he gave them plenty attention before, but now he's just... positively obsessed.

•There won't be a moment when you're alone that he doesn't have his hands on your tits. Simply pawing at them with his big hands, or absentmindedly circling your nipples. Even before being pregnant he was handsy- sometimes not even in a sexual way, a hand on the small of your back or around your shoulders, he just likes making sure you're near. He'll even sometimes just pull you into his lap and it will be totally wholesome.

•Lactation kink! Lactation kink. It comes with the Breeding King. It gets him so, unbelievably hard to suck and gently nipple of your tits and have sweet milk come out, he's not even sure why.

•There are other times his manhandling isn't wholesome though. He likes to pull you down on his thigh extra hard, so you definitely feel his strong thighs flexing against your cunt.

•Can't forget to mention he's the KING of aftercare. The absolute best at cuddles, and getting you some water, or drawing you a bath.

•And hours after you both fall asleep, you curled up against his chest, him with his arms wrapped comfortably around you, he'll get the WORST case of morning wood. And so the cycle continues.

[crystal-multifandom-now]

The Hunter's pleasure, A Jacob Holland x Reader Smut

Author's Note: For 18+ only.

Disclaimer: This is an attempted “smut” fanfic story so this might be a different kind of Jacob Holland from the movie but still about Jacob Holland. Yeah.

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Another day at the sea, another hunt to take.

Live a great life. Die a great death.

That's what you read in the book about the Inevitable and that's what you hear from one of Jacob's speeches as he tries to lift his crewmates' spirits.

But it doesn't mean you have to be reckless on your life too, you thought as you think about the times that Jacob would come to your cabin to help with his wounds if the physician was too occupied to treat the other crew.

You'd sigh and give him sarcastic comments as you probe his entire upper body for signs of wounds.

You'd blush at the sight of him undressing his dirty white shirt and admire his build. You'd try to control every inch of your being from giving away your expression of like and lust towards him. You'd control your thoughts as you touch his skin, carefully not trying to be seductive with your touch. You'd try to stop the urge from kissing him when your faces get close to each other.

That was it. You tried. You controlled yourself until he leaves the room and gives you a long look, tries to say something but didn't continue on, and just showed a smile of gratitude as he left and closed your door. You weren't certain what he wanted to say nor the meaning of his long look but you were certain, in a way, by looking at his eye that he doesn't want to leave yet.

That was the last time he tried to ask for your help in sewing him up. Since then. the physician became less busy as the crew seemed to improve with their hunting skills too. There were becoming fewer injuries to tend to. It was relieving but you also missed those moments where you and Jacob can be alone and him being half naked.

You plumped down from the edge of your bed, covering your face with both of your hands, and heaved a sigh as if you'd like to stop your thoughts out of frustration. Then suddenly you heard a knock on your cabin door then it opened and in came Jacob Holland.

Bollocks. Why is he as dashing and handsome as ever? you thought out of frustration.

"What now, Jacob?"

"Was hoping you could help stitch this up?"

Jacob pointed to his bleeding left forehead.

"It stings."

"Oh, and you want to cry on my lap?" you teased sarcastically as always and as always Jacob would smirk and chuckle it off then comes to you slowly, waiting for your instructions.

You crossed your arms and squint your eyes out of suspicion.

"Shouldn't you go to the physician? I know he's not as busy as the past hunts were."

He looks to his side, avoiding your gaze.

"Well, I thought this was a great excuse to come visit you privately."

"Whatever you mean by that, Jacob?"

"I..." Jacob couldn't continue.

"Save your words for later, your wound's bleed'n fast. Sit on the chair."

He sits on the chair you pointed at. You prepared your tools and approach him.

This time you don't get to see him half naked, it was only a forehead wound but you were still glad to see him again in a private matter.

You touch his chin, trying to raise his head up and to the side so you can see his wound clearly. It was quite a long tear but it's manageable for you to sew. You tried to position yourself well in front of him so you could stitch him properly but you also felt uncomfortable in the distance your arms has to stretch. You tried to stand on his left side and it was still uncomfortable since you use your right hand to do the stitching.

"Having trouble, love?"

"I- aye, admittingly. It's my first trying to stitch up someone's forehead. That's why I insist you going to the physician."

"Not to worry, love. Best to finish what you started. Why don't you try sitting here, if it's okay with you?"

Jacob patted his right muscly lap as he makes his suggestion.

You stared at his lap then to his eyes and gulped.

Control. Control. Control yourself. you warned to yourself.

"Don't mind if I do, otherwise, no one else is gonna stitch it up for you," you said with a teasing tone.

Jacob chuckled and help guide your body to properly sit on his lap.

You felt something inside you stir up as he tries to hold your waist but it quickly disappeared as he let go of his hold. You felt quite disappointed at the moment but then you turn your focus back on his forehead wound and stitch it up since it was comfortable enough to sew already.

As you do your job, you can't help but feel that Jacob is staring at you. You'd somehow steal some few glances on his face as well then to his lips. Oh how much you yearn to kiss those.

You try to finish your stitching as fast as you can so you can get away from him immediately and as you did then cover his wound with a bandage...

"You're beautiful."

You look at him, intensely. His handsome face was lustrously lit by the light of the lamp. His eyes lustily look at you and then to your lips.

"Jacob..." you whispered his name as his face gets closer to yours.

"Y/N, love." Jacob whispers as he starts to close his eyes. His lips closes into yours.

He kissed you passionately, giving you time, but you gave in and hungrily kiss him. Feeling his lips, mouth, his tongue. You caressed the back of his head and pull him even more closer to you to kiss you hungrily than in a passionate way.

You didn't want him to give you time. You want to relieve your control towards him. You want him to feel you, consume you.

Your kisses of hunger, love, and lust continued on until both of you stand and move to your bed.

He takes his shirt off, revealing his beautiful build with scars. Scars you want to caress and kiss as if it can help ease the pain away. But you just touched his chest, seductively caressing it up and down, and stared at his eyes with love and lust.

Jacob kissed you immediately, consuming you, caressing your shoulders to your chest then to your hips. He moves his lips down to your neck, kissing and licking it making you feel more aroused.

You didn't expect him to be this good and hungrily intimate for you.

Jacob then lifts up your shirt, revealing your breasts to him.

"Truly beautiful, Y/N." Jacob huskily whispers as he immediately kisses you after admiring the sight of you being half naked.

He lays you down carefully on your bed and continues to kiss you on your lips, seductively down to your neck, then to your breast gently caressing and licking your nipples. Making you moan for his name.

"Jacob."

He continued down to your belly and seductively took of your trousers, eyes lustfully staring at you and seductively smirking as he successfully removes all the clothes covering your whole body.

You were fully naked for Jacob to see now and he loved every inch of your sight.

Both of your breaths were heavy to hear and you couldn't think straight because of the pleasure you felt.

"My turn, love." Jacob huskily remarked.

You look at him straight in the eye and listened intently as he talks and kisses at the same time on your inner thighs.

"My turn to see you naked. My turn to touch your skin. My turn to lose control."

"Jacob" you moaned as you arch your back on the pleasure of his kisses.

“Aye, love.” Jacob huskily whispers as his breath tickles your clit. He licks it and moves his way down letting his nose tease your clit and his tongue pleasuring you on the inside.

He looks at you as he does it and smirks as he sees your pleasurable expression. Of course, his intention was to bring you pleasure and he'll do so without stopping.

He goes on with it. Licking, kissing, mouthing you whole. On and on and on with gentleness, hunger, and passion. Hearing you moan, saying his name, grabbing his hair, and moving your hips with the momentum of his mouth would only motivate Jacob Holland to do it more and fast.

“Jacob. Jacob I’m goin to- “

Hearing that didn’t make Jacob stop what he was doing because he wants you to feel it. Feeling the pleasure till the end.

You’re nearing to your orgasm as he goes on and on until you finally reach it, moaning even louder and shouting his name louder.

Jacob gave a final lick and kiss to your pussy then reached to your lips and gave a passionate kiss.

“You were great, love, every inch of you and your moans. I love it all.”

You giggled happily as he says those words.

“You’re not as bad as I expected.”

“Whatever do you mean, Y/N?”

You caressed his left cheek and checked on his wound, thankfully it wasn’t bleeding, then stared to his eyes, lovingly.

“I mean that you were amazing and I’ll have me turn in control next time.”

Jacob also giggled happily at your response and passionately kissed you again.

“I’ll look forward to it, love.”

He then positioned himself beside you.

Both of you cuddled on bed. You caressed his wonderful broad chest with scars and Jacob caresses your shoulder.

Both of you took your time listening to the crash of waves and your breaths until the both of you slowly drifted yourselves to sleep, happily cuddling with each other knowing finally that both of you feel the same way.

[neymarismyfave]

Hello, I'm new to Tumblr. And I really enjoy writing so I'll be posting sorta often. Anyway I'll tell you who I'll write for, what I'll write about and what I wont write about. I'll also tell you some things about me. But on to the important stuff first....

Who I will write for:

Anyone.

What I will write: Smut, angst, fluff (Obvi), physical violence but nothing to extreme.

What I wont write: Rape, pedophile, abuse, self harm or anything similar.

Fun Facts about me...

-Im 18 years old.

- I have a younger brother.

- I have two pets.

- I love music and football.

- I'm obsessed with Neymar Jr.

Thanks for reading, if you dont mind, please request, stay safe, and have a wonderful day/night! Btw I'm already starting my first writing piece. It will have fluff but I dont know who it will be about yet. Thanks again!

[hornyaquarius]

Masterlist for my smut stories/ fanfics

Michael Cimino & Reader

Celebrity Sex Paradise (10 Chapters with Joshua Bassett, Matt Cornett, Jace Norman, Tom Holland, Nico Greetham, Lucien Laviscount) FINAL CHAPTER OUT NOW!!

Sebastian Stan & Reader

Harrison Osterfield & Harry Holland

Shawn Mendes & Joshua Bassett

Nico Greetham & Reader

Joshua Bassett & Matt Cornett

Harry Holland & Tom Holland

Jordan Fisher & Matt Cornett

Gavin Leatherwood & Reader

Anthony Keyvan & Reader

Tom Holland & Harrison Osterfield

Tom Holland & Kit Connor

Kit Connor & Mason Gooding

Leo Howard & Charles Melton

Lucien Laviscount & Black Michael

Froy Gutierrez & Zane Phillips

Peter Parker & Johnny Storm

Gavin Casalegno & Gregg Sulkin

Ross Lynch & Joshua Bassett

Rudy Pankow & Anthony Keyvan

Jacob Rott & Asher Angel & Nico Greetham & Taron Egerton

KJ Apa & Noah Beck

Nico Greetham & Milo Manheim - HALLOWEEN SPECIAL PART 1

Leo Howard & Anthony Keyvan - HALLOWEEN SPECIAL PART 2 & NEW!!

[venusbyline]

Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!

I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.

Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).

So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3

ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:

Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.

Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.

Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.

MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.

The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.

Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.

Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.

YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.

Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.

Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.

Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!

[thefangirlfever]

Updated Fanfiction Masterlist

Started: 22/9/23

Updated: 28/4/2024

Total work: 39

Most of these fanfictions are Across the Spider-Verse related and revolve around the character of Miguel O'hara. I will update this masterlist as much as possible.

SFW fanfiction:

The Nightmare: Miguel has a nightmare and reader comforts him (angst)

The Monster : Miguel is hurt after a fight and he needs some help, something he usually refuses, because he is ashamed of his features. (angst)

In this lifetime: When Miguel had jumped into an other dimension to replace his variant, he had not expected life to be so different… (angst, romance, fluff)

NSFW fanfiction: (MDNI)

Trapped in a web : Miguel and reader are two spider-people in a relationship. They both know this relationship is impossible since they don’t belong in the same universe, but that doesn’t stop them from loving each other.

Workaholic : You and Miguel are both Spider people and you might be more attracted to one another than you acknowledge it. Things take an interesting turn during one night in his office...

Trick or Treat : One of your friends throw a Halloween Party and you meet a seducing masked guest. You both end up doing the monster (s)mash.

Four walls : You and Miguel are dating while working in the same company. What could go wrong when you are both needy, frustrated and find each other alone in an elevator?

A new beginning : Miguel and you are married for more than a year and life has been kinda hectic with all your work. One day he comes home and after seeing Peter B. Parker with Mayday all day, Miguel has only one thing in his mind… Getting you pregnant.

The unknown destination : Miguel found himself lost in the multiverse. He ends up in an alternative dimension filled with strange flowers.

Good morning : Since you and Miguel had been married, he’s been rocking a dad bod, not that it bothers you…

Control freak : Miguel is a control freak but there might be one place where he lets you take control…

Let me keep you warm : What would happen if the two of you spend the night in a cabin during a snow storm?

180 Degrees : A very self-indulgent piece of smut involving Miguel...and Peter.

The first time : Reader and Miguel have their first time together. (FTM Miguel)

Merry Christmas : You usually despise coming back home for the Holidays. You either get unwanted comments or questions about your job, you appearance, your love life… But this year, things are different. Your boyfriend is here with you and he is going to make you feel good.

Miguel O'hara! firefighter: the cute firefighter you're dating hid from you that he took part to a steamy photoshoot for a firefighter's calendar.

Headcanons:

Halloween headcanons: SFW, fluff

Boyfriend Miguel helps you relax after your finals: fluff and smut

Miguel O'Hara and bimbo's girlfriend: SFW, a bit suggestive, fluff

Miguel O'hara! firefighter: the cute firefighter you're dating hid from you that he took part to a steamy photoshoot for a firefighter's calendar.

Series:

The Nanny serie: part 1 (fluff, domestic fluff and angst), part 2 (smut, suggestive), part 3 (fluff, suggestive), part 4 (smut)

DBF! Miguel:

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

part 6

headcanon 1,

headcanon 2

headcanon 3

Smut headcanon

Other characters:

Into deep waters, NSFW, Jacob Holland (18+)

~~I also take requests.

[paradlselost]

CRIMSON.

JOHN SEED X FEMALE DEPUTY

Sort of a dump, I was really debating on just publishing this as a WIP but I was halfway through the smut and decided to just finish it. Not my best, but I tried to go for a more canon accurate John, which means he’s a major freak in this sorry :/

I mentioned it in the fic but didn’t go too deep, I kinda love toying with the idea of a more selfish deputy - humanizing them. If I were to ever write a longer fic with more of an oc-ized version of the deputy would anyone read? Let me know.

I probably won’t post about John Seed or FC5 for a little while after this. I have ideas for a Black Noir (my bbg) fic and then a Father Paul Hill one from Midnight Mass cause I love religious trauma as y’all can tell. I do also like indoctrinated!deputy so maybe maybe eventually I write about that.

2.7k words

content warnings: mentions of cutting into flesh. smut — dubcon, choking, blood play (John being a freak sorry), dryhumping, oral (m receiving), fingering, debauchery in a house of God.

She should’ve known from the start, when the crackle of her radio sounded, interjecting her music with his voice; that this request was nothing but trouble. But rage had blinded her, wrath seeped into every pore in her body, selfishness.

It was never the Deputy’s plan to become the symbol for the resistance, even after the blades of the helicopter stopped, and smoke and fire billowed out from the engine. Even after Dutch saved her and enlisted her help, and despite the stories from countless other resistance members, she only really had one prerogative; save her friends. 

Hudson, Pratt, Whitehorse. Trapped in the claws of the cult, it was her duty to get them back, and despite the help she had been giving to the resistance, those were the only three people she cared about.

He knew this, stalking her like a cat preparing to pounce, he watched every facet of her life from the moment she ventured into Holland Valley that he could. A selfish little thing, ripe for his obsession.

John Seed was a proud man, bold and brave as he had so eloquently begged Jacob to put in his song. His pedestal as a Herald inflated his ego, the knowledge that without him Eden’s Gate wouldn’t have prospered nearly as much fueled his narcissism, which is why he surrounded himself with only the peggies who would do anything for him.

He isn’t sure whether new members are supposed to pledge their lives to him and the cult, but it sounds so sweet when the floor pools with the blood of their atonement and he coaxes those little words from his new followers' lips. His tongue is coated in silver, he loves this new power, and she threatens to take that from him.

He knew she wouldn’t be as proactive if he crooned to her that he had a resistance member or two, and she would swing in guns blazing if he claimed to have Hudson right beside him. So, instead he played on her curiosity, that little nudge in the back of her mind that forced her to seek him out whenever he called. Like a moth to a flame.

“Fuck you, Seed!” Voice so filled with venom it might’ve burned a hole in the floor, he tilted his head at her profanity, a sadistic grin playing on his face.

Hope County was filled with little white churches, chapels with steeples that attempted to reach to the heavens above. She assumed they were much more lively before, now most were barren except on Sundays, when the peggies who could not fit onto Joseph’s compound would listen to him under random roofs of God.

This. He chose to be under the white ceiling specifically, to call her into the thing she had been fighting against. To hear her screams echo against the chipped painting that decorated the walls, for her blood to be stained on the old wooden floorboards.

Curiosity killed the cat. She was stupid enough to venture into his trap, falling to the ground when hit hard enough over the head, and now she was stupid enough to attempt to fight off the peggies that held either arm.

“Such profanity. You’re in a house of God, Deputy, mind your tongue.” He scolded her as if she was a misbehaving child, as if everything she had ever done could be chalked up to that. A spoiled rotten brat.

His fingers danced over the tools he had brought with him, his trusty tattoo gun being at the top, but an assortment of knives he also deemed fit for this occasion. Oh, the blood she would spill for him, he became giddy at the thought.

“Get off of me-! Woah woah woah- hey stop!” Yelping, she still attempted to fight off the peggies that held her arms, she shied away when he advanced toward her, tattoo gun in his hands. He had tried this before, she knew what he was doing.

“No one here to help you now, Wrath. Don’t try and fight, your atonement will hurt much less if you cooperate.” He was too calm for this situation, a practiced art he had been through hundreds of times. It was a skill, making people spill their most intimate secrets, a skill he had perfected.

The Deputy was a fighter, through and through, though John could understand Jacobs words. She was weak without her companions, without pastor Jerome stealing her from her atonement, or Nick Rye strafing his armed convoy, she was nothing now - and it was almost endearing to him.

With her hands bound, she resorted to spitting that same venom that she held in her words, marking his perfect face with her saliva. He grimaced, wiping it off his cheek before it trailed down to his beard, pretty blue eyes flashing with that same bloodlust that dictated his every waking moment.

It was shocking to even the peggies that held her when he grabbed her by her throat, pinning her to the ground and straddling her hips. His hands shook with anger - the same wrath that he deemed consumed her now making an appearance in himself. Two sides of the same coin, two heads of a snake.

Her head ached now, body feeling as though it was echoing. A second blow to the back of her head that surely would’ve knocked her out if the pain of his tattoo gun wasn’t keeping her grounded. She didn’t know how fast he had ripped her shirt, or how long it would take for him to carve her skin, but she was reduced to pained whines and pleas for him to stop.

And he relished in the noises she made. The blood that covered his hands and trickled down her chest wasn’t an unusual sight for the herald - but her being the one under him made it all the more exciting. His Deputy, his wrath, his perfect rival. The peggies that stood above him now didn’t matter, and what are they to him anyways? Expendable followers he could use, the Deputy was everything.

“Yes yes, c’mon, keep pleading…” How could he help it? Her eyes half lidded as she looked up at him, hands no longer bound by the peggies now loosely grabbing the wrist that held the tattoo gun in an attempt to stop him. She looked so pathetic under him, so why shouldn’t he grind himself against her when his pants were so uncomfortably tight?

Her words didn’t quite reach his ears, not as he waved his followers out - who hurriedly scrambled in embarrassment. The old church was silent, save for her soft sobs and his intense breathing. His hand still placed over her neck made her choke on her words, which only fueled his desire. He could crush her windpipe, her life rested in his hands, and maybe he would’ve if the nagging reminder that she was the only way he was getting into New Eden wasn’t playing in the back of his head.

His ticket, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t have some fun with her.

He removed his hand from her neck as he finished carving into her pretty skin. WRATH, her own personal scarlet letters. He hummed, looking down at her with lustful eyes, fluttering between hers and the blood that pooled on her chest and trickled down her body to the wooden floor below.

She hated the feeling that bubbled in her chest as the pain subsided, now only a dull ache danced with the look he gave her, how he rubbed the tent made in his pants against her. No doubt, a mark had been left on her neck - his handprint, a reminder. The world felt silent at this moment, when she should've pushed him off.

Selfishness. Prioritizing that small ache he gave her over what she should be doing. Finding anything to act as a weapon against him.

But she didn’t, not as his head lowered and she was greeted with his perfectly slicked back hair, shaking hands reaching to play with a strand. A soft grumble came from his throat, tongue lapping at the blood that trickled down the valley of her chest, tasting what he had drawn out of her.

“What are you doing-?” Her voice was soft, he barely heard it over the ringing in his ears. Too long had he been subjected to resorting to his hand when he thought about her, or messing up his silk pillowcases with his pretty ropes when she teased him over the radio. He had her under him, he wasn’t going to let her go now.

“Shh.” His voice was more scolding then he meant it to be, his tongue traveling from the blood he lapped at down to her budding nipple. He wasn’t gentle, and why should he be? After everything she had messed up for him, he felt it justified to bite down on her pretty flesh, pulling at the bud as much as he wanted.

He relished in the pretty, pained moans that fell from her lips, how her back arched into it. Two sides of the same coin, both reveling in whatever pain was brought to them.

The Deputy’s head tilted back, allowing him a chance to latch onto her neck as a vampire would, smearing the blood on his lips all over her pretty skin. He bit, marking her with his teeth over the forming bruises from his handprint. His hands, decorated in the crimson from his hold on the tattoo gun traveled down her body, painting her in her own red.

He slipped his hand below the rough fabric of her jeans, being met with a contrast, soft and delicate and slightly damp. A soft grumble left his lips at the feeling; which were still pressed against her pretty neck. He felt the way her breath hitched as he ran digits over her most delicate areas. Being so close to her neck, he felt how her muscles tightened and how her breath hitched in her throat.

Lifting her hips to meet his tattooed fingers, a small admission of need. She bit her bottom lip to suppress the noises that tempted to fall from her lips - not wanting to give him the satisfaction. They were still enemies, still rivals, at least to her. 

John on the other hand seemed to be on cloud nine, relishing in how she moved against his hand, grinding herself through the fabric of her underwear. He bit down once more, slipping her out of her jeans and grabbing her hips, sitting up and pressing his pelvis against hers.

“John- John cmon…” Head thrown back, panting as she grabbed at the blue silk of his top. He tilted his head down at her, a sadistic smirk playing on his features.

He always took what he wanted, no matter who it was, and the Deputy was no exception to this. To him, it was God's Grace that placed them both here, that gave him the opportunity to rut his hips against hers.

The bulge in his covered jeans met her underwear, fucking himself against her covered cunt. He leaned down overtop of her, panting against her ear. Hot breath on her neck, the sounds of his soft moans mixing with his heavy breaths, and of course his restricted cock grazing just over her clit every couple of thrusts, it was enough to make any girl's eyes roll back.

He stopped, only for a moment, but long enough for her to let out a needy whine, lifting her head to see what he was doing. Tattooed fingers worked the EG belt off, letting his pants pool at his ankles. He wasted no time once they were off, underwear meeting underwear as the outline of his dick was much more pronounced.

“Fuck fuck, put your head back. Fucking-… good girl.” He groaned out, one hand leaving her hips and grabbing at her pretty hair, pulling her head back against the cold wooden floor of the church. She ached, head pounding and echoing from the injuries earlier - but the feeling of him fucking himself against her needy cunt kept her grounded.

In this moment, she needed him, needed this feeling to not pass out.

He tilted his own head back, sweat casting a slick sheen over his skin. A hand dipped against the drying blood on her chest, gathering what he could over his fingertips before bringing them to his lips, sucking on the bloodied digits. He groaned around his fingers, muffling the moans that threatened to fall.

The head of his cock strained against the blue fabric of his boxers, hips thrusting sloppily against her as his hand tightened on her hips, leaving pretty marks in his wake. One thrust, another thrust, and finally another before white pooled at the head, spurting out of the tiny holes in his underwear.

Panting, he finally moved his fingers out of his mouth, cleaned off the blood and tilted his head down at her almost mockingly; he got to finish, the cum that leaked from his underwear dripping down onto hers, and she didn’t get to. He relished in that, that power he had over her.

“H-hey! Not fair!”

“Oh, Deputy. Come here, maybe I’ll let you get off.”

He grinned as he stood up, fixing himself before moving back onto one of the pews, watching her scramble over to him. He had her eating out of the palm of his hand as she kneeled in front of him. Her head pounded harder, eyes a little woozy.

“Poor baby, rest your head, sweetheart.” He teased, a sadistic grin on his face as she nodded and rested against his thigh, looking up at him with those pretty eyes of hers. He couldn’t help himself, not if she looked so pretty right there in his grasp. 

He tangled his fingers in her hair, watching her confused expression as he moved the blue fabric off of his legs, dick springing up as it was freed from the confinement of his underwear. Guiding her head over it, watching her part her pretty lips to suck on his leaking tip.

Milking his cock, swallowing the spurts of salty seed that spilled onto her tongue. She drained him for all he’s worth, looking up at him as he ran his fingers through her hair. He was soft and gentle in this moment, noises falling from his lips that told her how good she was doing. She shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be sucking off John Seed of all people.

He grinned as he watched her, once he was satisfied with the way she suckled on him, he grabbed her chin and pulled her off of him. Guiding her up to her feet, he let her loom over him. She wasn’t intimidating like this, he didn’t know if it was because he had just fucked her over their clothes or because she was relying on him for an orgasm, but she seemed almost adorable.

His lips found her neck once more as she leaned against him, nuzzling her head into his shoulder. He forced her to stand, to spread her legs to allow his fingers to feel the now wet fabric of her panties. He hummed in satisfaction, moving them aside and tracing a finger over her slick folds.

A soft gasp left her lips, grabbing onto his shoulder and attempting to move back to look him in the eye. He grumbled, forcing her in that same position as he bit down on her neck, pushing a finger inside of her at the same time. He loved the moans that fell from her lips as he pumped a digit deeper inside of her.

Another finger stretched her out, deep enough to hit those nerves that made her legs tremble. She whined, shaking against him and propping herself up as he continued to pump in and out of her. He pulled away from her neck for only a moment, watching the way she buried her face against him and laughing softly.

He added one more finger before her legs fully began to tremble, grabbing onto his shoulder. Pumping more, fully reaching those nerves, which caused her to spasm around him, her orgasm flooding around his fingers. She rocked against him once or twice, chasing her high.

“Look at you, Deputy, needing me. Did I make you feel good? Use your words.”

[g4yforethan]

MASTERLIST

hi everyone! here is where you can find all of my work! this will be updated whenever i write more things but nonetheless, enjoy and have a great day <33

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MARVEL

pietro maximoff 

comfort 

beg *

impatient *

peter parker (andrew garfield )

need *

peter parker (tom holland)

new idea *

bucky barnes

issues *

namor 

safety net

miguel o'hara

addiction *

SCREAM

ethan landry 

suffocation

protection

love language *

chad meeks-martin 

and they were roommates

mickey altieri

the help (part 1) (part 2)

danny brackett 

favorite *

jill roberts 

betrayal (part 1) (part 2)

charlie walker 

affection

roman bridger 

celebration *

billy loomis

the helper *

RESIDENT EVIL

leon kennedy

rescue

EUPHORIA

nate jacobs

dangerous *

intimate *

EXTRAS

tangerine (bullet train)

rush *

mike schmidt (five nights at freddy's)

anything *

tate langdon (american horror story)

always forever

ken (barbie)

angel

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♡= Fluff ♤= Angst ◇= Smut ☆= Author's fave

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Micolash

-No words needed; In which Micolash breaks into your room to fuck you, 1.2k, ♡◇¤

Alfred

-But I need you! ; You find Alfred about to end his life after killing Queen Annalise, and you stop him, 1.1k, ♡♤■

-Then, have me! ; Smutty sequel to "But I need you!", 1.1k, ♡◇■

Annalise

-Annalise NSFW headcanons; ◇¤

To be added...

Jake Lockley

-Jake with a curvy reader; ◇¤

-Aint no sunshine when she's gone; It's been a month since you've broken up with the moon knight system, and you start to notice someone.. watching you, ♧■☆

Steven Grant

-Sleeping Beauty; After having sex with Jake, you both fall asleep in your flat. Only, it's not Jake that wakes up, it's Steven, 1.9k, ♡◇¤

-Accidents never happen; In which you accidentally call Steven Daddy... but he's into it, 1.5k, ♡◇¤

-Steven's been bad...; Steven's been a bad boy. You punish him. And then take care of him afterwards, 2.5k, ♡◇¤

-Dom!Steven and Bimbo!reader headcanons; You're a bimbo, but you're not inexperienced. Steven Grant is an obvious sub... right? ◇¤

Marc Spector

-Truly, Madly, Deeply; Marc goes all out when you tell him you're a virgin, 847, ♡◇¤

The System

-It's not warm when she's away; A part 2 continuation to this fic, what is life like with your three kidnapper exes? ♧■

To be added...

Konïg

-Konïg discovering his size kink; ◇¤

Simon Riley

-Simon treating reader like glass; ♡◇¤

Johnny Mactavish

-Imagine being a porn couple with Soap;◇¤

Kyle Garrick

-Relationship headcanons; Some sfw and nsfw headcanons for Gaz!!! ♡◇¤

T141

-What sex toys would t141 use? ◇¤

-NSFW visuals ;◇

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OC's

-The Lady and The Princess; After being summoned to the Capitol with her Father, Cordelia wanders the halls of The Red Keep. The Princess walks past her, 551, ¤

Jacob Holland

-NSFW Headcanons; ♡◇¤

Blue Jones

-Blue with a curvy reader; ◇¤

-Blue and his favourite doll; ◇¤

-Eye of the beholder; Blue doesn't like sharing his toys. But he's not opposed to other people watching him play, 1.5k, ♡◇¤

-Pretty Boy; Blue doesn't take kindly to Basil talking down to himself- birthday present for @ominoose! ◇¤

-Fluffy Blue; ♡¤

-Author's favourite Blue headcanons; ♡◇¤

-For what it's worth; Blue shoots a guy in front of you, but he makes it up to you, ♡♤¤

-Blue Jones with a tall!reader; ♡¤

Basil Stitt

-Basil with a curvy reader; ◇¤☆

-Perv!Neighbour Basil finds your camgirl account; ◇¤

-Pretty Boy; Blue doesn't take kindly to Basil talking down to himself- birthday present for @ominoose! ◇¤

Kane

-Something's wrong with Kane; Your husband returns after 14 months MIA, but he's not entirely himself, 629, ♡◇¤♤☆

-How Kane re-falls in love with you; ♡¤

-Kiss me, Son of God!; He isn't the same, but he's yours. In which, Kane has the overwhelming alien need to breed, but it turns emotional, 474, ♡◇¤

Prince John

-Bondage in the hearts of men; After a night of drinking, you accuse John of being unfaithful, and punish him, 1.1k, ◇¤

Anselm Vogelweide

-Anselm with a Daddy Kink; Some headcanons of the consequences you face after Anselm finds out you have a Daddy Kink, ◇¤

-Oh, it isn't so bad; After weeks of not touching you, Anselm finally breaks, ◇¤

-Anselm overstimulating you, feat!breeding kink; ◇¤

-Brat-tamer Anselm; ◇¤

-This Magic Moment; Imagine being in comfiest bed with Anselm, and also having the wildest sex, ◇♡¤

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ok guys im blessing u all tonight with a ryan gosling themed sleepover ♡ normal guidelines apply! feel free to send in drabble prompts, rambles/thoughts, fmks, etc. for any ryan gosling characters!

all characters are allowed but the only ones i'll be WRITING for will be:

officer k (blade runner 2049)

driver (drive)

sebastian wilder (la la land)

noah calhoun (the notebook)

sierra six (the gray man)

jacob palmer (crazy, stupid, love)

holland march (the nice guys)

lars lindstrom (lars and the real girl) ****

...ken... maybe... (barbie)

*i won't be taking smut requests for lars due to his canonical disinterest in sex and the overwhelming fanon consensus that he is asexual! ofc, asexual ppl and those on the ace spectrum can still have/enjoy sex but i won't be writing it for him!

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[cantstoptheimagines]

Truce (Jacob Holland | The Sea Beast)

Summary — You and Jacob are forced to deal with one another for the sake of your respective crews’ sanities.

Requested by anonymous — I’ve done too much simping for Jacob and we need to turn the tables. Reader is a famous sea beast hunting captain and the Inevitable is in danger and Reader goes to help them cause of the code. They saves Jacob and he’s flustered about it and develops a crush on the Reader.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Fluff with a bit of steaminess (no smut though!); some cursing; (slight) enemies to lovers; flirtatious vibes, along with some friendly teasing; sailor slang; forced proximity (aka ‘There’s Only One Bed!’); mentions of alcohol (rum); a make out session; takes place ‘Pre-Red Journey’, so they’re still hunters; pirates, pirates, pirates, baby!

Notes ➳ Word Count is 3,365. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Reader’s ship is named The Golden Plague. ➳ You can find a list of ‘Nautical Terminology’ at the end of this work.

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Nothing made you smile more than Jacob Holland’s personal agony.

You couldn’t stop an arrogant grin from spreading over your lips at the sight of his crestfallen face, which was perfectly clear through the lens of your spyglass. Captain Crow’s ship, The Inevitable, was struggling to stay afloat in the distance. Despite being so close to a beast your crew had been tracking for weeks on end, you had quickly given the order to follow the Hunter’s Code and help Crow instead.

His crew cheered at the sight of you, relieved to finally have some help on the rough waves. You descended the quarterdeck as your ship eased to a stop. You finally settled against the wooden rail of the main deck, opposite of Crow, who had done the same in order to hold conversation between your respective vessels. 

On his left stood his loyal first mate, Sarah Sharpe, who saluted you with the blade of her knife. Jacob Holland took up Crow’s other side with crossed arms and a scowl as he glowered at you. Next to him, you could just barely make out a small head of dark curls over The Inevitable’s railings. 

“Got yourself into more trouble, I see,” you finally said.

“Aye,” nodded Crow, briefly glancing over his shoulder at the extensive damage on his precious ship. “Got into a nasty grapple with a terrible beast.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes, “Wouldn’t be a Crustacean, would it? Purple?”

“The very same!” answered Sarah. “How’d you figure?”

“Been after it for almost two weeks now,” you shrugged, “but it looks like it found you first. Did it go down?”

“No,” said Crow, shaking his head. “Got away.”

“Good!” you exclaimed, grinning widely. “The bounty’s still mine for the taking then.”

Jacob finally made his presence known with a loud scoff, “‘O course that’s all you care about right now!”

“Jacob!” growled Crow. “Shut it!”

The man quickly turned away from his adoptive father, embarrassed at being called out so publicly. 

“For your information, Holland,” you grimaced, “I came to help. Hunter’s Code, and all that. Though I’m sure you were too busy wetting yourself at the sight of the Crab to remember such things.”

He glared at you... and then at Sarah when she snickered in amusement. Crow shook his head with a smirk, and then said, “Think you could give us a tow in? It’ll be hard for us to make it to the nearest port without some help.”

“I can see that,” you said, looking down at a gaping hole that had damaged The Inevitable’s wooden hull. “That violet beast brought on quite a reckoning, didn’t it?”

“Oh, that?” chuckled Sarah, shaking her head. “That isn’t from our fight with the Crustacean.”

Your eyes widened, glancing between her and the ship’s hull, “The hell is it from then?”

“The Inevitable was bilged on her anchor after the beast left,” answered Crow. “Pierced straight through the hull.”

“Bilged on her anchor?!” you laughed. “Who was bringing it up?! Holland?!”

Jacob suddenly uncrossed his arms, pointed at you, and ordered, “Shut up, you knave!”

Sarah immediately scolded him, “Jacob! Keep quiet!” 

You, however, grinned widely when you realized that your joke had struck a nerve. Leaning further over the railing of your own ship, you continued, “Well, Holland, if I’m such a knave, I guess you don’t need my help after all.”

Crow couldn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes, sharing an exasperated look with Sarah. This happened every single time your crews met on the waves. Whenever you or Jacob caught sight of one another, it was over. Neither of you could resist the chance to poke and prod at the other.

While it left the two of you with some sort of sick satisfaction, it left your respective crews with nothing but moans and groans of annoyance.

“Jacob,” sighed Crow, rubbing his furrowed brow tiredly, “apologize, so their crew can tow us in.”

“What?!” exclaimed Jacob, looking at him with an appalled expression. “I will not!”

“Jacob, please!” groaned Sarah. “Call a truce for once! If you don’t, they’ll leave and we’ll sink. D’you feel like sinking today? Because I don’t!”

Jacob huffed loudly. He tightly crossed his arms once more, contemplating his options. He glanced over his shoulder at The Inevitable’s crew, each of them hard at work to keep their beloved vessel from sinking.

Turning back, he almost wished The Inevitable would sink when his eyes met yours. You waved at him, wiggling your fingers playfully. With an expectant grin, you then leaned your cheek against your palm, and said, “I’m waiting, Holland.”

He closed his eyes with a dramatic sigh, only opening them when his father nudged him harshly with a sharp elbow. Kissing his teeth, he huffed once more, and muttered, “I’m... sorry...”

Your smile widened, “For?”

Sarah snorted at the sight of Jacob’s frustrated expression. He ignored her, however, in favor of sneering at you, “I’m sorry... for calling you a knave...”

“And?”

His nails were practically digging into his skin as he continued, “And... Can you help us...?”

“By?”

He gritted his teeth, “Towing... Us...”

“Into?”

“Port,” he growled, and then quietly muttered, “obviously.”

Despite his efforts, you could still make out his irritated tone. You gave him a once-over, and then licked your lips with a wild grin, “Can I help you by towing you into port...?”

In the blink of an eye, Jacob had uncrossed his arms and tightly gripped The Inevitable’s railing, leaning forward until he nearly fell overboard, “All right, now you’re just havin’ a laugh, you little—!”

“Jacob!” 

He fell silent at the sound of Crow’s voice. Looking over his shoulder, he met his father’s harsh glare. Jacob conceded, his head falling forward. He then straightened his posture, grimacing at your smug face, “Can you help us... by towing us into port... please...?”

You bit your bottom lip, tilting your head back and forth dramatically as though you were trying to decide whether or not such a favor was worth your time.

It was.

You knew that.

Jacob knew that, too. He resisted the urge to call your bluff, deciding it would probably be best for him to stew in angry silence instead, lest he face his father’s wrath. Or worse, Sarah Sharpe’s.

Finally, you paused with your head tilted to the left, slowly nodding, “Well, Holland... since you asked so nicely... why not?”

You then turned to face your own crew, and loudly exclaimed, “Drop the gangplanks! We’ve got guests aboard!”

Both crews cheered loudly. The Inevitable’s hull was quickly repaired with a makeshift patch for the journey ahead. And after Crow’s ship had been securely attached to your own so it could be towed into port, those aboard the damaged ship crossed over the gangplanks to their new, temporary vessel.

As they crossed over, you shook hands with Sarah Sharpe. You then gave Crow a pat on the shoulder when he nodded in thanks. However, you didn’t have time to greet any other crew members before you felt something — or someone, rather — become attached to your legs.

Looking down in surprise, you were greeted by the starstruck face of a young girl. Her brown eyes gazed at you with a wondrous expression, and she muttered, “Wow! You’re even more incredible in person!”

You laughed, “Why, thank you, lass! I thought I had noticed someone small over the railings.”

“I may be small,” she said, “but I’m as good as gold when it comes to—”

“Talkin’ people’s ears off,” interrupted a deep voice.

You looked up to find Jacob standing on the gangplank, arms crossed once again, waiting to come aboard. He spared you a brief glance, and then said, “Off you get, Maisie! You need to find a bunk for the night!”

She immediately let go of you, gave him a small salute, and smiled, “Yes, sir, Captain Someday!” 

As she disappeared within the crowd of chatting pirates, you chuckled, “‘Captain Someday’?” 

Jacob turned his attention to you, tilting his head and rolling his eyes, “Don’t.”

You scoffed, “Get off the gangplank so we can get moving, Holland.”

Gritting his teeth, he begrudgingly followed your demands. He watched as you hauled the gangplank back onto the main deck of your ship and held it by your side. He almost groaned in disgust when you gave him another smug grin, and said, “Welcome aboard, Holland! Enjoy your night on The Golden Plague!”

“‘The Golden Ass’ is more like it,” he muttered, turning away to join his crew. “Ow!”

He turned back in a flash when he felt the gangplank in your hands hit his side with a WHACK! He still had a fresh wound there from The Inevitable’s encounter with the Crustacean.

“Sorry,” you breathed, though he could tell that you were anything but apologetic. “My hands slipped.”

“Would you stop running a rig for once in your life?!”

“Oh!” you exclaimed, finally setting the gangplank aside. “But it’s so much fun!”

“It won’t be fun anymore when I—!”

“Avast ye!”

The two of you paused in your exchange, instead focusing on your conjoined crews. Crow and Sarah stood at the front, arms crossed and backs straight as they glowered. You could see Maisie trying her best to peep through the enormous crowd of hunters.

“That’s enough of that!” demanded Crow. “Just because you lot don’t get along doesn’t the rest of us need to suffer! Call a truce now! If not for your own peace of mind, then for our sanities!”

Your attention returned to Jacob. The two of you had moved closer to one another during your spat. You took the first step, holding out a hand with a cavalier smile, “I’ll agree to a ceasefire if you will... until we reach port, at least. Then you’re mine, Holland.”

For some reason, your words, specifically ‘mine’, set off an alarm within Jacob’s mind. He could feel warmth creeping along his neck and cheeks. His face fell into an expression of curiosity. However, it changed to one of indignation when, as he reached out to shake your hand, you quickly pulled it away before he could do so.

“Too slow,” you whispered, winking cockily, “as always!”

He frowned deeply, “Now you’re just being—!”

“Oi!”

Sarah slowly approached the two of you with a menacing look in her eyes. Shivers went down your spines at the sight of her. She was much more intimidating than Crow. 

“End this,” she commanded, pulling out her knife, “or I will.”

“Yes, Ms. Sharpe.”

She grinned when the two of you suddenly shifted from your usual arrogant attitudes to something far more demure. Jacob avoided meeting her eyes while you toed your boot into the wood of the main deck. Like children, thought Sarah, amused by your actions.

“Good,” she said. “Now, how about some rum for your guests?”

Your eyes met hers, and then you smiled at your awaiting crew, “Well? You heard the woman! Bring out the drinks!”

The crowd of hunters burst into another round of cheers as barrels upon barrels of rum were rolled onto the main deck. As soon as Sarah turned her back, however, you nudged Jacob to catch his attention, and whispered, “You’re still too slow, Holland!”

He reached out to grab your arm, only to miss as you disappeared into the celebratory group of pirates. Not one to back down from a fight, especially if it was with you, he quickly followed.

Crow and Sarah watched with amused gleams. Crow took a drink of his rum, and then said, “Still don’t understand how you can quiet them down like that. They never listen to me.”

Sarah shrugged with a cocky smile, “Perhaps you need to work on your glare.”

“I’m missing a deadlight, Sharpe!”

You weaved through the group of sleeping pirates. With so many people aboard, you were bound to run out of hammocks at some point. Extra blankets had been strewn about the main deck for those who volunteered to sleep beneath the stars. The others had filled the primary cabins to the brim.

You had allowed Maisie to take the private guest’s quarters on the other end of the ship. She had been ecstatic at the thought, claiming that she felt like ‘the most distinguished guest to ever sail on The Golden Plague’. Not to mention, it had been rather amusing when she slammed the door in Jacob’s face after sticking her tongue out at him.

A few hunters, including Sarah and Crow, had been welcomed into your personal quarters for the night. The floor, similar to the main deck, had become the temporary bed to a huddle of pirates.

Crow slept on a hammock that gently swung back and forth next to a porthole. Sarah had taken up the seat at your private desk, hat over her face and feet propped up as she leaned back in a plush chair.

You quietly stepped over Ms. Merino, nearly tripping when she rolled onto her side during her sleep. It felt like a relief when you finally reached your own bed. You unlaced your boots and quickly changed into something more comfortable. Just as your shirt had slipped onto your body, the door slowly creaked open.

“No room for me?”

You smiled to yourself, pulling back the blanket on your bed. You spared at glance at Jacob as he examined your cabin, taking in every last detail.

“Well, considering that my bed is the only spot left on the entire ship,” you said, “I suppose you could try the crow’s nest. If you’re afraid of sharing, that is.”

You listened to his indignant scoff as you took refuge in your bedsheets. Facing the wall, you closed your eyes, listening to the soothing sounds of the waves crashing against the hull of your ship. However, your peace didn’t last long.

Your bed suddenly dipped. Furrowing your brows, you looked over your shoulder, and asked, “What d’you think you’re doing?”

Jacob’s eyes were slightly hazy from the rum he had partaken in earlier. He was, however, sober enough to offer you a smirk as he removed his heavy boots. After tossing them aside, he shrugged, “I ain’t afraid ‘o sharing.” 

You grunted when the weight of him caused the bed to shift. Along with a large wave rocking the ship, you were nearly knocked into his side as he made himself comfortable next to you. Rolling onto your back, you glowered at him, “You’ll be afraid soon enough if you get too close.”

With closed eyes, Jacob chuckled tiredly. He was on his back as well, one arm bent to place a hand beneath his head. The other rested against his stomach.

“Why’s that?” he asked, finally looking over at you. “Are you afraid that you’ll like me being close?”

He nearly burst with laughter at your reaction. Your face twisted and you quickly sat up, “In your dreams, Holland!”

Jacob quickly shushed you when he heard someone else shift in their sleep. He reached out, grabbed the back of your shirt, and pulled you back onto the sheets. You glared at him again when you landed against your pillow.

“D’you ever shut up?”

He was partially leaning over you now, balancing on his hand as he looked down at you. Your imagination got the better of you when his eyes seemed to glance fleetingly at your lips. In my dreams, maybe, you thought.

Your personal sentiments might have surprised others, but you had no gripes with admitting to yourself that Jacob Holland was a handsome man. However, life on the high seas left no time for such things, so you had resorted to... well, pissing him off.

It was rather entertaining, after all. 

Unbeknownst to you, Jacob felt the same. He hated you for being so infuriatingly attractive. Especially now as he gazed down at you, looking so sweet as you lay beneath him. He failed in stopping his eyes from glancing at your lips.

“We hunters always want what we can’t have,” as Crow had always put it. “It’s the briny deep’s greatest curse.”

His father had been right, of course. Like always. Jacob wanted you, despite the fact that such a thing seemed impossible. But still, he couldn’t help it.

“Perhaps I’d shut up if you’d—! Mmph!”

The rest of your sentence was cut off. Jacob’s hand pressed against your cheek. He was barely holding himself up with the other as he shoved his lips against yours. Meanwhile, your arms quickly wrapped themselves around his shoulders and your fingers weaved into his thick, blond locks.

Your eyes closed as you pulled Jacob almost impossibly close. He grunted, falling onto his elbows when you did so. His heavy chest was flush against yours. There was hardly any room to breathe as his other hand made its way around your hips. The one on your cheek slowly shifted to the back of your neck.

His lips slowly trailed away from your own. He pressed open-mouthed kisses against your skin on his journey to your neck. You sighed at the feeling, biting your lip as you tried coming to your senses. Your eyes darted across the room when Crow shifted in his sleep.

When Jacob abruptly dug his nose against your jawline and roughly bit at the skin of your throat, you gasped, “Holland!”

At first, it seemed as though he didn’t hear you. Either that or he just didn’t care. Only when you muttered his name a second time did you receive a deep hum in return.

“Holland!” you groaned, tugging at his hair. “Considering that there are about fifteen other people in this room right now, I don’t—! Ah—!”

He chuckled at your sudden cry, which had been due to him slipping his large hand beneath your shirt and digging his nails into your side. He continued his ministrations, which still included kissing, biting, and tugging at you, as you let out another groan.

“You don’t...?” he muttered. “What is it, love?”

You almost smiled at the nickname. That is, until the realization of his mockery from your earlier interactions suddenly hit you, “Only I’m allowed to do that.”

“Suppose that means that I’m the only one who can do this then.”

Before you could question him, your mouth fell open with a whine. Jacob’s hips ground heavily against yours. He chuckled against your shoulder, only to release a deep moan when your fingers sharply dug into the space between his shoulder blades. When your head tilted back, he took the opportunity to surge forward. He harshly bit your throat once more, both of hands moving to the back of your neck in order to pull you closer.

“Holland!” you mewled. “I don’t think it’s the right time for this... especially not when your own father is asleep just across the way.”

Jacob paused at your words. He panted heavily against you, slowly pulling away. His head turned to look at the sleeping hunters around the room. You could’ve sworn he had a glare on his face as his eyes landed on Crow, who was snoring away in his hammock, unaware of the mischief his son was currently up to.

Jacob let out a deep sigh, and then he muttered, “Damn cockblocks.”

He smiled down at you when he heard you snicker in amusement. His hands moved to rest against your jawline and the pads of his thumbs gently traced over your cheekbones. Groaning with a happy grin, he allowed himself to finally return to his original position of lying next to you. This time, however, he brought you with him.

Resting on his back, Jacob’s hand went beneath his head as he stared up at the ceiling. His other arm tucked you tightly into his side. His fingertips gently caressed your clothed hip, repeatedly trailing up and down.

“I take it this means you’re enjoying your stay on The Golden Plague?”

Jacob tilted his head to look at you with an amused smirk. You quietly gasped when his hand suddenly shifted to your behind.

“It’s like I said before, love,” he chuckled. “‘The Golden Ass’ is more like it.”

Nautical Terminology ➳ Avast ye! — Phrase used to call for someone’s attention. ➳ Bilged on her anchor — Phrase used when a ship is caught on, or pierced, by its own anchor. ➳ Bounty — The reward for a deed, usually something of monetary value. ➳ Briny deep — Phrase meaning “ocean” or “sea”. ➳ Ceasefire — A discontinuance (either permanent or temporary) of hostilities between parties; another word for “truce”. ➳ Crow’s Nest — A small platform near the top of a mast, where a lookout could have a better view of the seas. ➳ Deadlight — Another word for “eye”. ➳ Gangplank — A removable board or ramp used to travel between ships or between ships and piers. ➳ Hull — The body of a ship; the watertight enclosure of a ship, which protects cargo, machinery, and accommodation spaces. ➳ Knave — A dishonorable person. ➳ Main deck — The uppermost complete deck extending from front to back. ➳ Porthole — A small exterior window in a ship. ➳ Quarterdeck — A raised deck behind the main mast, usually from which the captain commands the ship. ➳ Rum — A pirate’s favorite drink! ➳ Running (or, run) a rig — Playing tricks. ➳ Vessel — Another word for “ship” or “boat”.

[ilovebladerunners]

✰; ABOUT ME AND MY ACC + MASTERLIST ⪼

My name is Adrian, I’m a new writer who goes by he/him/she/her. A few things to know about me is that I am a major Ryan Gosling fan and will mainly write about him. I’m heavily fixated on Bladerunner 2049 and Officer K, and he is currently my favorite Ryan Gosling character!

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➤; WHAT DO I MAINLY WRITE ABOUT?

— I write the usual fluff, angst, and smut topics, but not that great in smut.

— I can write all types of readers, fem/afab, male/amab, trans or non-binary, gender neutral, etc!

— I take all types of requests and will usually say when or when they are not open! You can always talk to me there and share ideas!

➤; WHAT DO I NOT WRITE ABOUT?

— I don’t not write most fetishes or kinks that include nasty things. I will occasionally write about blood or piss kinks though.

— R@pe and non-con is something I steer away from, I only write about dubcon sometimes.

— I don’t not write about actors and their lives with the reader!

— Dead dove do not eat works are a maybe.

— The stuff I don’t write about usually varies and depends on what the requests are!

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★; MY MASTERLIST || ꨄ FLUFF | ★ SMUT | ✘ ANGST |

OFFICER K —

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KEN —

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DRIVER —

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HOLLAND MARCH —

* Holland March Body Worshipping (gn reader) ★

SIERRA SIX —

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LARS LINDSTROM —

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SEBASTIAN WILDER —

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COLT SEAVERS —

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HENRY LETHAM —

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NOAH CALHOUN —

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RICHARD HAYWOOD —

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JULIAN THOMPSON —

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DEAN PEREIRA —

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JACOB PALMER —

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DAN DUNNE —

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LUKE GLANTON —

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AND MORE TO COME SOON !

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[xtom-darling-x17]

Spill The Tea

Pairing - Tom Holland x reader

Summary - Tom’s and yours friends come round your new house, you getting a bit jealous of a particular someone. 

Warnings - very slight against but minor, Smut 18+ (Daddy kink, un and protected sex, Praise kink, degraded kink)

A/N - requested by @its-magicalladybouquet-fan Hope you enjoy! Thank you for all your love and Support, much appreciated 🥰

Edited this imagine to be more smutty!!!

“Come sit on my lap, Darling,”

Word count - 1K+

Tom and you really comfortable into your relationship. Deciding that it is time to move onto the next step, which is living together.

Of course, some of his friends likes to come around the house to hang out. Your totally fine with that, his friends are your friends.

Tom being such a gentleman, helping to unpack and move things with you. You got done last week, cuddled up to Tom.

Waiting for his friends to come round, you make sure to get coffee and tea out. Maybe some biscuits too!

Tom opens the door, “Hey, how is it going? man,” Giving Harrison a hug, greeting his girlfriend grace too!

“Y/N is just through the kitchen, Grace,” Tom tells as Grace goes to you.

“Hey, Jacob,” Tom hugs him, greeting Zendaya and another girl, who is Tom’s friend.

You never seen her before but she seems nice enough. You come to greet everyone in the living room offering tea and coffee, even biscuits!

“Do you want me to help?” Grace offers

“Oh, no no it’s fine but thanks love,” you smile, walking to the kitchen.

You start the kettle as everyone is talking, hearing that girl speak to Tom made you queasy. 

“I hear that you started a new project, must be exciting,” she said, curious.

“Well, it is interesting! The trailer has come out, it is called uncharted,” Tom smiles, using his hand jesters to communicate.

You find that adorable, he flaps his arms about. To others it might be annoying but to you it was another part of Tom you loved!

You heard zendaya, Jacob and the others join in Tom’s conversation.

You come in with teas and coffee for everyone, giving them theirs. You sit beside Tom with that girl being the other side of him, couldn’t it be one of the other? You thought.

A lot of thank yous came through to you, interrupting your thoughts.

“No, problem,” you smile, Tom’s thank you warmed you up like a hot roasting tea!!!

“Thank you, love,” He said endearing you, kissing you on the cheek.

But then that girl, jumped right into conversation with him after his words to you!

“So tell me, more about this uncharted,” She kind of batted her eyelashes at him very subtle. None of the others noticed but you, you giving her the benefit of the doubt.

Going into a conversation with Zendaya and Gracie.

“I’ve got lots of modelling opportunities, I am flat out working! This is a nice day off thou with you guys,” zendaya smiles.

“Yes, of course,” you agree

“I know how you feel my job is hard work too,” Gracie laughed, lightening up the mood.”

You are having a good conversation, sometimes that girl would talk to you all. She is dipping in and out between you girls and the boys.

You didn’t mind at all until, she made one particular comment and movement.

“What about you Tom? Do you work out?” She try’s to flirt, being that little bit closer to him.

Tom is taken back by the question, not really sure how to answer that. Jacob and Harrison are no where to be found, going outside for fresh air.

Tom was actually having a normal conversation until she decides to bring that shit up.

“To put it politely, yes but it’s not irrelevant,” Tom moves away from her, sitting closer to you now.

You see that Tom is uncomfortable as just as you are, you decide to intervene.

“It’s just a question? I’m really intrigued,” She went to continue..

“You can see that he’s uncomfortable, leave it be! You know he’s got a girlfriend and not interested,” You cut her up casually with your truthful words.

She had no words after that, embarrassed by her actions. Zendaya and Gracie trying not to be rude or awkward about it towards her.

Tom grateful for your words, noticing that your getting jealous. He wraps his arms around you, kissing your cheek.

Zendaya and Gracie having heart eyes towards you as a couple is so sweet!

You, Gracie and Zendaya talk a bit more, as Harrison and Jacob come back. You don’t want to be rude, so you let H/N into the conversation.

It wasn’t awkward after the solution has been resolved. After a while, they all said their goodbyes.

🧋

Leaving you and Tom shutting the door with your backs against it sighing, “Do you want to have a shower with me?” He smirked, taking your hand running up the stairs with you.

You giggle as Tom strips his clothes off with yours, making your way into the shower. 

“Fuck,” Tom turns the water on, you getting the soap to lava it up on your body’s.. giggling as you do so.

“My Pretty girl,” He smirks, kissing you passionately as the drops of water Consume all of your body, “So pretty,” He whispers, rubbing his large hands against your boobs.

You moan into his mouth as you kiss back intensely, wrapping your arms around him to feel up his back.

“My Pretty Tommy,” You flirted, tease back. Making your way up his neck with kisses as you washed each other.

You having a hot make out session in the shower, feeling up his rock, hard chest!

“Jealous, much babe?” Tom teased, “You know I’ve only got eyes for you, Darling!” He winks, smirking kissing down your neck to your boobs.

“Fuck, Sweetheart you make me so fucking hard,” Tom groans as Buries his head i between the valley of your tits.

You tangle your hands into his curly locks as you whimper at his large, sloppy kisses suckling at your boobs.

“You like that my dirty girl, I’m going to wreck you honey,” Tom whispers into your ear.

“Wreck me Tommy,” You teased back, testing his patience.

Tom grabbed you flipping you around grinding on your ass, “Fuck, Pretty girl you have no idea what I want to do to your Perfect body,” He purred, slapping your ass.

“Oh, my Tommy,” you gasped, as Tom grinds his dick into your ass, “Just like that Tom, feel so good,”

“Damn right, Slut! My good little slut taking at what I give her, awe that’s a sight to see,” Tom grunts, “You want my Cock Baby girl?”

“Yes please, Fuck,”

“Yes, Please what baby? I need to really fuck the jealousy + naughtiness out of you don’t I?” Tom rubs your sides up and down, kissing behind your ear gently to make you even more flustered.

“Yes, please Daddy!” You moan, as Tom instantly started shoving his cock up your tight little cunt.

“Ah, Fuck Your so tight for Daddy Darling!” Tom smirks, grunting as he runts his massive cock into you, “Are you enjoying Daddy’s cock, Baby? Like a good little slut,”

“Mm, Yes Daddy,” You get pushed into Tom harder as he grabs a hand full of your tits making him thrust into you harder and faster.

“Doing so we’ll for Daddy, Baby! That’s it right there, keep going sweetheart! Daddy’s got you,” He coos, encouraging you to feel good.

Tom brings his large, slender finger to rub your clit. Adding pressure to your clit makes you feel into heaven, “Oh fuck,” You moan as Tom hits your G spot and pleasures your clit at the same time!

“You close, Baby?” Tom asked, grinning as you taking his cock so well! You nod,

“No, no baby use your words like a good girl!” Tom kisses your back as he fucks you harder.

“Yes, Daddy I’m close please let me cum,” You whimper out, feeling your cunt clenching.

“Fuck, Cum for Daddy baby! Oh aw Daddy Cumming too because of your little cunt!” He praises, kissing your shoulders as you both reach your highs!

“Good girl,” Tom breaths out, pulling out of you turning you around giving you some hot kisses.

Tom has to hold you up against the wall because your a wobbly, shaky mess.

“It’s ok Darling, I’ve got you!” He rinses you with soap and water, giving you little kisses.

“Thanks, Tommy,” you wink, “Any time Darling,” he winks back being cheeky.

Tom grabbing a towel wrapping it around you, you giggle as he lifts you up taking you both to the bedroom. Popping you down on the bed, to worship you more!

You dry yourself not bothering to change into something, you recovered as your clear in your mind now! All you want was Tom and Tom is licking his lips at you, suggesting he wants you the same as way as you do!

“Come, sit on my lap darling,” Tom smirks, patting his lap just covered by a towel. 

“I know that you was jealous, my love but hopefully I fucked it out” he whispers in your ear as you settle into his lap.

“Mm, I couldn’t help myself, that friend of yours was getting too close for my liking!” You exclaimed, blushing.

“It’s ok, sweetheart! I was uncomfortable too, I’m so grateful for me to have you,” Tom reassured you, kissing up your neck right to your ear.

You grind on him, to show that you want him just as badly as he wants you!

His fingers come down to your hot core, rubbing your clit in small circles. 

“No, teasing Tommy,” you warned, whimpering already.

“ok, baby! Just because I really need you, I’m so close again!” He lifts you up, pulling the towel from his lap.

“Gosh you got so much stamina, Tommy,” You tease, but you end up moaning at his fingers touching you just how you want them! 

“Is this ok?” Tom asked, reaching for a condom to slide on his dick.

“Yes, Tommy, please I need you,”

“Ok, good girl,” He praises you as he slides into your wet, tight Cunt.

“Mm, your so tight even right after I fucked you real good, Darling,” Tom groans, “I fucking love it! Did my greedy slut needed some more of Daddy’s cock?” He starts teasing as he thrusts into your slit,

You feeling on top of world as he holds your waist tighter to go harder into you.

“Fuck yes, this Little slut can’t get enough of the Feeling because it’s so good Tommy,” You moan, quite loudly, feeling his large, cock pulsing again inside you.

“Fuck, yes you do love!” Tom grunts, as he pounds his hips up even faster inside of you.

“Baby, bounce on my dick! I know you want to,” Tom slightly, teased.

You completely lost your senses, but as soon as Tom asked you to bounce. You start to move, bouncing quite brutally chasing both of your highs.

“Oh, Fuck Tommy,” You scream, “I’m going to cum, can I cum?” You whimper, even thou your legs shaking from your pussy throbbing around his dick.

“Yes, cum for me Darling!” Tom demands, “I’m gonna cum for you too,” he whispers right into your ear.

His words over do you, letting your release come out on his cock. him following you straight afterwards, breathing heavy as you ride out your highs together.

“That was,” you start, “So fucking good!” Tom breathes out, finishing your sentence.

You and Tom clean yourself out, might needing another shower!

You laugh as you get into bed cuddled up together.

“See, there is no need to be jealous, love! I’m always going to be yours, Love you so much, Darling,” Tom clarifying words make you smile.

“I’m always yours too, love you so much too Tommy,” You kiss him, goodnight.

Tom kisses you goodnight too, as you both fall asleep together.

The stars are watching over you!





[tomhollandfics]

Bartender!Tom

* = smut

*One Time - @hollandcrush

never having experienced a good relationship, you were afraid and hesitant to enter a new one. especially if it was with your work colleague. but tom remained patient, believing that one day you would follow what your heart desires. and when you have a tough night a work, tom is there to help

All For Her (Series) - @userholland

a single-dad bartender, a supportive best friend and their continuous, unrequited love noticed by his optimistic daughter. is it possible to break a heart they never knew they had?

*Pot Valiant - @softholand

pot-valiant, definition; bold or courageous under the influence of alcoholic drink

Light Up The Dark (Series) - @thsquad

y/n is a famous horror writer. Her books are on the lips of the people and her face is on all the magazine covers of promising young people.

*Bartender(Series) - @t-o-m-hollands

tom is the owner of a struggling pub together with his brothers and his best friend - you are a singer who’s supposed to work on your new album, not spend most of your time flirting with the local bartender

Mimosas & Poor Decisions - @levi-ish

for every poor decision, there’s a glass of alcohol waiting for you

Bartenders Recommendation - @hotsterfield

the reader was stood up by their date and tom finds them and takes them out

How I Met Your Mother - @erule

tom’s a bartender at jacob’s birthday party and he saves you from your friend that’s hitting on you

Bartender!Tom (Mini-List) - @farfromharry

mini list of blurbs about bartender!tom

*Closing Time - @greenorangevioletgrass

on a slow rainy night at the pub, a flirty exchange with the bartender turns into something more. much more

*Double Whiskey On The Rocks - @tomsholland2412

a little getaway at a hotel leads to you meeting a hot bartender and forget about your ex-boyfriend in one night

[aphrodisicc]

hi! i'm lexi. i'm thirty, live in the est timezone, and i love to write smut! below are a list of some of my kinks, limits, and faces i like. the bolded ones are my favorites! as far as muses go, i enjoy playing most dynamics (top/bottom, dom/sub/switch) and males and females. i don't have much experience writing nonbinary muses yet, but i would love to! i do try to tag triggering things, but this is in general a blog that will contain triggering and dark content. if you would like to rp, please feel free to dm me or ask for my discord!

kinks. abusive dynamics. aftercare. age gaps. anal. begging, bdsm. biting. body worship, bondage. cockwarming. dd/lg. dom/sub. dubcon. hair pulling. impact play. incest. marking. orgasm control/denial. power differences. praise. rough sex. spanking. taboo subjects. teasing. toys. 24/7. open to most.

limits.  anything involving minors. beastiality. blood play. needles. scat. vore.

favorite femme faces.  abigail cowen. adelaide kane. adeline rudolph. adria arjona. ana de armas. arden cho. ayça ayşin turan. brittany o’grady. camila mendes. chloe bennett. danielle campbell. demet özdemir. fivel stewart. florence pugh. gemma chan. haley lu richardson. hande erçel. jamie chung. kaylee bryant. kiana madeira. lindsey morgan. laura harrier. lily james. madison bailey. madelyn cline. margot robbie. melisa pamuk. mishti rahman. naomi scott. natasha liu bordizzo. olivia holt. shay mitchell. simone ashley. summer bishil. sydney park. sydney sweeney. zendaya. zion morena.

favorite masc faces.  aaron tveit. alex fitzalan. can yaman. charles melton. charles michael davis. charlie hunnam. chris evans. garrett hedlund. henry cavill. henry golding. froy gutierrez. jacob elordi. jeffrey dean morgan. jensen ackles. jesse williams. john boyega. jon bernthal. michael trevino. michiel huisman. oliver jackson cohen. oscar isaac. pedro pascal. peter gadiot. rahul kohli. regé-jean page. richard madden. scott eastwood. sean teale. sebastian stan. taylor zakhar perez. theo james. tom hardy. tom holland. tyler posey.

favorite nb faces.  liv hewson. lizeth selene. nico tortorella.

[chronicallyy-cautiouss]

*RP Partners Wanted*

Hiii Tumblrpeeps 🤗

I'm looking for fellow, literate roleplay partners. I'm 26 and have been writing on/off for ~10 years, starting on Facebook. (Feel old yet?) I prefer a 1x1 and partner must be 18+ because writing smut is too much fun. My replies vary from 2-4 mini paragraphs depending on the time of day, and I am very open to all sorts of plots that center around pop culture. I'm open to mxf or fxf, happy to take on either role, as I write comfortably as both.

Please shoot me a message if you're interested or like this post and I'll message you. Bucket list of characters below:

Actors/Musicians I'm Interested in plotting around:

Harry Styles

Louis Tomlinson

Sophie Turner

Zayn Malik

Taylor Swift

Riley Keough

Tom Holland

Hailey Bieber

Austin Butler

Sadie Sink

Vanessa Hudgens

Justin Bieber

Jacob Elordi

Florence Pugh

Miley Cyrus

Joe or Nick Jonas

Cailee Spaeny

Dylan O'Brien

Gigi Hadid

Not Interested:

Fantasy Plots (love these, but respectfully pass)

Marvel Centric

Harry Potter

Game of Thrones

Outlander

Star Wars

Vampire Stuff

Multiverse themes

Hunger Games

Teen Wolf

Twilight