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[angelic-holland]

Zendaya smut where the reader has never done anything sexual with a female so she's nervous about not being good enough, but then when it comes to it she gives Zendaya a mind blowing orgasm?

Yes ps this was way longer than I thought it would be

* so you and zendaya have been friends for a while

* And she’s an open book

* “She likes guys, girls, anyone with a pretty face and a kind heart”

* And you are still trying to figure out what u liked

* But if anything what 100% in your mind

* You liked her

* Yeah as a best friend, she was an amazing person to confide it and share your thoughts with

* But also as maybe something more

* You couldn’t help it, each time she’d come up behind you, rest her head on your shoulder and give you a hug

* Or when she’d trail her fingers up and down your arm while watching a movie

* So when you’re watching to all the boys I’ve loved before and she sighs and looks at you

* And she’s like “I only watch this because I’m head over heels for Lana Condor”

* You take a deep breath and look at her and say “same”

* And before you realize it she’s straddling your hips and her long slender fingers are cupping your cheeks

* “Do you wanna kiss me as much as I wanna kiss you?”

* You’re breathless as you nod “yes”

* And her lips press against yours and they’re soft as her ass rests against your thighs

* And you hesitantly open your mouth as her tongue meets yours

* And her thumb rubs your cheek before running down your neck to rest against your heart, feeling how wild it’s beating out of your chest

* And then she’d pull back slightly and rest her forehead against yours

* “Wanna take this to the bedroom?”

* And you’d feel heat rise to your cheeks and you’d try to say that you had no idea how to make her feel good even though that’s all you wanted to do

* “I can show you” she mumbles against your lips

* And you nod

* And before you know it she’s got you naked lying on her bed

* And you’re a lil self conscious bc you’ve got this gorgeous literally jaw dropping woman standing in front of you

* And she’s kissing up your thighs and whispering how pretty you are

* “Let me make you feel good”

* You nod and she spreads your slick folds with her fingers, making you whimper

* “Wanna hear how good I’m making you feel” she smirks as you look down before she’s diving into your pussy, her tongue tracing your clit

* And your moans are loud because she said she wants to hear you and you’d do anything for zendaya

* You gasp as her fingers slip into your wet heat

* “Feel good?”

* You nod and her lips are back on your clit, sucking lightly between licks of her tongue flat against it

* And you don’t last long at all before you’re sent into a convulsing orgasm body twitching as she draws it out for as long as possible before your legs are shaking and pushing at her head

* “Good?”

* You nod, laughing weakly as she moves up your body

* She kisses every inch of your skin

* Right to your lips

* And then you flip her over

* Nervous as you grope her breast in your hand, fingers lightly pinching her nipple

* “Fuck, y/n”

* And that spurs you on because you want to hear her say your name like that over and over again

* So you work your way down her body just like she did to you

* And you felt embarrassed for mimicking her movements

* Sliding your fingers through her folds like you did with your own pussy

* Your eyes trained on her as she moaned, her face scrunched up in bliss as your lips wrapped around her clit

* And you’d slip two fingers into her, crooning them to find her g-spot like she did yours

* And then you’d graze her clit with your teeth

* And she’d scream your name as she came

* Legs wrapped around your face

* And damn you’d wear zendayas legs like earmuffs any day of the week

* And then she’d pull you up and kiss you

* And you could taste yourself still on her lips

* And she’d taste herself

* And you’d fall asleep later that night cuddled in each other’s arms

* “Was I Okay?”

* Bc you were still a little self conscious

* And she’d smirk and kiss your forehead

* “You were fucking fantastic”

[lamptracker]

So reader just found out she's pregnant and is too worried to tell Tom about it because she doesn't want to ruin his acting career, so she focuses on her work, staying there so late Tom never gets to see her and she over works herself so much her boss literally has Tom come to her work and bring her home and he takes care of her?

“I’m glad you came, Tom,” Charlotte, your supervisor, says as she leads him to your cubicle. “She was supposed to go home two hours ago, she probably should have called off today. She’s been working so much overtime and she’s exhausted.”

Tom nods as he follows Charlotte to you. Charlotte carefully knocks on the cubicle wall, causing you to jump in your chair.

“(y/n),” she says sternly. “Please go home. And please take tomorrow off.”

“No, I... I have to get the Greenberg account straight, I...”

“We can figure it out. Look, Tom is here to take you home.”

You freeze in your seat. Tom? She called Tom? The one person you simultaneously need and don’t want to see.

“Okay. See you Monday, I guess.” You save your work, log off your computer, and gather your things. Tom gently takes your hand and leads you to his car, waiting outside.

“So why are you working so much these days anyway?” Tom asks softly as you climb into his car.

“Oh, you know. Work. Lots to do. Greenberg account is just a disaster, and-”

“That isn’t it.”

You furrow your brow slightly, turning to look at him. He’s looking at you, concern crossing his face; he has yet to start the car. “What do you mean, that isn’t it? Of course it-”

“I saw the pregnancy test in the trash. When were you going to tell me? Were... were you not going to tell me? Were you going to just spend so much time at work that I’d get tired of not seeing you and break up with you?”

“I...” you sigh. “Yeah.”

“But why?”

A tear rolls down your cheek. “Because your career is just taking off, Tom. You can’t have a baby now, you’re too young and too marketable and-”

“I don’t care.”

“What?” You sniffle, the tears flowing down your cheeks steadily now.

“I don’t care about all that. Being a father is not going to ruin my career, I promise you that. Look, when I was sixteen Harrison and I did a list where we had to list the five things we wanted most from life. Do you know what mine were?”

You shake your head.

“To be a superhero in a movie, which I’ve done. To start my own charity, which I’ve done. To get to work with Robert Downey Jr., which I’ve done. To sell my own script, which - well, I’m working on that. And the last one was to meet an amazing girl and start a family with her. Which, now, I’ve done.”

“You... you’re not upset?”

“Darling, no. I’m thrilled that I get to be a father. I’m just sad that you felt you had to hide it from me, although I think I get why. But you don’t have to worry about my career, I’ll be just fine. And even if I never get another acting job again, it’ll be worth it to spend my days with you and our little one.” He cradles your face in his hands, gently wiping your tears away with the pads of his thumbs. “Okay?”

“Okay.” You smile softly at him. “I love you, Tom.”

“I love you, too. Now let’s get you home and I’ll draw you a bath, okay?”

[uglypastels]

So you reblogged a blurb you wrote about Tom getting a call from the reader being in a car crash, but what about a part 2, when Harrison and his brothers find out and try to get him to get his life back on track?

I never had the intention to write more but after reading the request i had some kind of That’s So Raven-like vision and I could see this one part of it play out in front of me so here you go. Now that I think about it, I might have swerved away from what you requested but i hope you like it. It got a bit too long hehe. 

(part 1, kinda) Car Crash 

warning: mention of death, blood, injury… its angsty yall. (about 1.1k  words of it) 

Tom stood in front of the large mirror. His eyes blank. The slightest hint of redness and puffiness was still showing underneath them from this morning. With shaky hands, he adjusted his tie. Even though he had not yet tied it completely, he felt as if he was suffocating. His air pipe was getting tighter and tighter. Suddenly, his vision was blurry again. 

No, not now. He had to keep strong. Just hold on a little bit more. 

“Tommy?” A voice he had not expected came from behind him. Tom turned around as a tear fell down his cheek. He looked at his brother, Harry, in the eyes. Just like him, Harry was dressed in a slim black suit. His curls were tamed as much as they could be.

“We have to go.” he just said but didn’t push his brother to actually get a move on as he used to when they were younger. They both stood there, not saying anything. Something between them seemed to hover in the air. This kind of presence, this heaviness. 

“Is everyone-” he couldn’t get more words out before that feeling in his throat came back. It was choking him, hurting him from every side. 

“Yeah, they’re waiting downstairs.” Harry put his hands in his pockets. The warmth of the material barely did anything in comparison to how cold he felt, how cold Tom felt, how cold everyone felt for the last week. 

“You go, I’ll be down in a minute,” Tom said. His younger brother seemed a bit hesitant at first, but nodded eventually and walked away. Tom turned back around to face that goddamn mirror. The golden frame glistened mockingly in the sun. How dared it look so joyful on such a day. He looked into his own eyes. Brown, but there was no warmth in them anymore. His hair was brushed and washed but it didn’t have its usual bounce in it. His skin was paler and the suit just felt a little too big. Though it was just a short time, the muscles that he had worked so hard for were gone. He felt empty and numb. 

So numb that he barely felt, barely realized, when his fist hit the glass. It smashed into pieces under his knuckles. The blood trickled from his hand. All Tom could do was look at it as it dripped. Scarlet drop by drop. It was nothing to worry about. He had seen worse. He had felt worse. 

Except he hasn’t. He has never felt so hollow, so far away from existence. 

It took him much longer to get downstairs than what he had told his brother. When he got to the foot of the stairs, everyone’s eyes were on him. His parents sat on the couch with cups of tea in their hands. Sam and Paddy had been talking to eachother but fell silent at the sight of their older brother. Harry had been looking at his phone while Harrison stood a bit away from everyone. 

“What happened to your hand?” Nikki jumped up at the sight of the blood that kept falling on the carpet. Tom looked down too. He looked at his knuckles in confusion. There was a deep gash going over his knuckles. The blood covering all of his hand now. Without saying a word, he walked to the sink to wash the blood off. He didn’t even flinch when the water hit the cut. He was still washing off the red stains off his skin, too busy to notice the worried looks his family was giving each other behind his back. 

Instead of getting some kind of bandaid, he got a tea towel and wrapped it tightly around his hand in the hopes it would stop the bleeding eventually. Without a word, he walked out of the room. The tension didn’t disappear once everyone was out of the house. It followed the family into the car, all the way to the somber building on the other side of town. There were already plenty of cars parked around it. People walking in but everyone stopped in their tracks when they saw them walk up. Next to them the people Tom was so close to calling family. It hurt them to see them again. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were supposed to see each other in Greece this summer. Not- not here. 

They walked in. The first thing that Tom saw was rows of benches. Each of them filled with the other guests. Each and everyone except the first two. They walked down the aisle, listening to the soft piano music and the whispered mournings of others. They walked and walked. It felt like there was no end to it. 

Then they stopped. Right in front of it. The large black box. It was decorated with golden filigree and large bouquets. All varying in sizes and colors. There was no coordination to them at all. Just like she would have liked it. 

Next to it, a picture frame. It was simple, not to distract from the beautiful girl on the photograph. She looked happy, so vibrant, so full of life. Seeing her again made Tom take a step back. He felt a hand on his shoulder, making him look to his side. Harrison gave his best friend a sad smile as he squeezed his shoulder again. He gave him the small push back forward. With a deep breath, Tom took the steps he needed up to the casket. With shaking hands he put down his own flowers, right at the front. He forgot when he had taken them. The memories were all flooding back. It were the same flowers he had gotten her the day before their fight. Before the accident. It was her favorites. White Asiatic lilies and lavender daisy poms. 

“I’m so sorry,” he managed to make out, as he straightened out the ribbon falling down, reading the words Forever in our hearts. Of course, he meant in his heart. She would never leave him. He had no idea how to go on with his life without her. 

Tom took the step back and took one more glance at her picture. She looked beautiful, as always. It was a picture he took on one of their holidays. He couldn’t even remember where it was exactly. Just that it was warm and they had the best time together. He always did when they were together. Just that one night… it took everything away from him. 

The End 

thank you for reading and i hope you liked it. please leave a comment or an ask with your thoughts or just anything you want to say about the story. i love to read y’alls opinions or just talk to you all really 

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[wkemeup]

So, I haven't read much fanfic lately, but I sure as hell am reading Start Again tonight because FUCK I love sex pollen and I love Steve Roger's and I'm so happy you wrote a sex pollen fic! I haven't read much of your fics lately (or fics in general) because I dont think i have the mental capacity to read chapter fics rn but the short/long 1 post fics I'm all for and I've been so dang busy lately that I cant wait to read your latest fic. Sorry, went on a rant but I miss reading your fics.

hey I totally get when life gets in the way of reading and frankly I haven’t been able to read the dozens of series I have saved from other writers either because my attention span is so shitty right now 😅 No worries at all! 

But ah yay I’m glad you liked the Steve fic! I’ve been wanting to write a sex pollen one for a while but I was a little nervous about it, so I’m really glad you liked it! The good news is the next/final part is coming this weekend and I’ve got a bunch of one shots lined up for a while (all between 5k-10k) 🥰

Also.... I may have written a sex pollen fic for bucky too.... oops 😅

[irwinkitten]

I think I might have been deleted from your permanent taglist? I hope I didn't upset you in any way. Could I be re-added by any chance?

Ooo you may have been on my old tag list baby!! I’ll read u right away 🥰❤️

[farfromparker]

Pass the happy! 💙 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications!

Okay 5 things that make me happy

Messages from the person you were just thinking about

The smell of horses/leather (all the time but especially after you’ve been away for a while)

Forgetting you ordered something and being surprised when it shows up at your door

A cold beer surrounded by loved ones

Waking up without an alarm

[thollandthot]

Can I be on your taglist please? 💗

added, darling !!

[delicatetom]

Idk if you're religious or not, but Wonderfully Made is a good one but it's a religious one.

hmmm i’m atheist but thanks for the rec anyway!!

[grandmascottlang]

A Bucky Barnes blurb from during the war (before he's captured) where the reader is female but pretending to be a male in order to serve for her country and she gets injured, leading to Bucky finding out she's female and he starts liking her?

Kind of like a Mulan!AU?? I can dig it! Note: I’m gonna focus more on Bucky finding out about her because if I didn’t, this would turn into a full-blown one-shot. Maybe one day I’ll follow this up! Blurb below the cut!

Want to participate in my 3K Celebration? Check out this post!

“[Male Name]!” Bucky screamed, seeing his best friend, his partner in crime sink to the ground.

[Name] was shooting at the Axis forces from behind the barricade next to the Sergeant when her shoulder was hit. She sunk to the ground, grasping her shoulder in pain. “Fuck!”

“You’re gonna be okay, [Last Name], I’ll get you out of here.”

Bucky ordered some of the lower ranking officers to fill in their spots from behind the border, as [Name] was also had the same title of sergeant.

“Don’t you dare bleed out on me, [Last Name], or I’ll kill you myself.”

[Name] chuckled lightly, “I won’t, I promise,” she said as the two began to head for the med tent. “Bucky, I need to tell you something,” [Name]’s voice trailed off slightly as she gripped her shoulder tighter, eliciting a groan of pain from her that was too high pitched to be from a man.

“You know that you can tell me anything, [Male Name],” Bucky started, “You’re my best friend.”

“I know and that’s why I have to tell you this, especially since I’m hurt and I’d prefer you hear it from me,” she finished, stopping in front of the med tent. “I’m not who you think I am,” she muttered, her gaze shifting to the ground. “I’m not a man. My name’s [Name]. I just wanted to serve for my country, do something more meaningful than office work, or just be cooking and cleaning at home all day!”

Bucky stayed silent, collecting his thoughts. From the first moment he had met [Male Name], rather [Name], he knew something about her was... different. She put in the extra hours, the extra effort to outperform everyone. She was the strongest woman he had ever met.

“[Name]?” he began to question her.

“I-I know it was wrong of me to join the army illegally, but it was the only thing I was able to do, please don’t tell anyone,” she practically begged him.

“Relax, I’m not going to say anything. I was just going to say how much more I admire how hard your work ethic has been from day one, [Last Name].”

She blinked in confusion, heat slowing rising to her cheeks. “Thanks, Sergeant. Now let’s wrap up this conversation so I can get this damn bullet out of my shoulder.”

[jasntodds]

You changed your url back? I hope you weren't listening to the haters being mean about it. You should be able to change it however you want or whenever you want.

Yeah, I did!! It wasn’t because people were asking though!! I just felt naked without it and my OCD was just like UGH 

[angelic-holland]

One where the reader finds Peter's suit and she has a breakdown because she realizes the danger he puts himself through and she doesn't want to lose him?

Oh I’m sorry I took so long to do this but I hope you enjoy! 💗

“No, no, no,” your hands wrap around the red and blue spandex in your hands. You collapse onto the bed behind you, feeling tears well in your eyes.

The person who New York said was their personal crime stopper, the person you’ve seen on the news get shot at and punched, was your boyfriend, Peter.

“Peter, no,” you cry, clutching the fabric in your hands. You don’t even register the sound of the door opening and Peter running towards you.

“Oh, y/n, are you alright? What’s wrong?” His voice is laced with worry as he gathers you in his arms, holding you against his chest as you cry, “you found my suit.”

“Peter, I- you’re- no,” you hiccup, tears freely running down your cheeks.

“I wanted to tell you myself, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. Are you mad?” He runs his hands up and down your arms, trying to comfort you.

“No, I couldn’t be mad, but, you’re, you’re a superhero, you, on the news, you get hurt and-,”

“And I’ve got advanced healing factor.”

“What’s that?”

“Just means I heal really quickly.”

“But Peter, you fight bad guys! You could die!”

“Y/N, promise you, promise you that every day I know that, I only take on bad guys I know I can handle, I couldn’t bear the thought of being without you, I love you.”

“I love you too, but you’re-,”

“I’m Spiderman, and I protect New York from bad guys, but my first priority is protecting you, always, love you so much.”

You drop the suit from your hands, wiggling around to face Peter.

“Promise you won’t leave me?”

“Promise.”

“Love you Spiderman.”

“Love you too,” Peter smiles, kissing you softly before hugging you tight against his chest.

[lamptracker]

An imagine where Harrison goes out with the guys and he wears that turtle neck from today to hide the hickies the reader left on him and then they tease him when they notice?

“Wow, someone got all dressed up for Pub Night,” Harry teases as Harrison slides into the booth.

Harrison scoffs. “Whatever, you’re just upset because I can pull this off and you never could. Also, it was a freebie they let me take home after the photo shoot, so...”

“Ah, there it is.” Harry shakes his head. “Best shirt’s a free shirt, am I right?”

“Yeah. Hey, I’m glad you and Tom could make it home for a few days.”

Tom grins as he slides in next to Harrison. “Yeah, it’s Thanksgiving over there, so they let us have a few days off. Shooting’s going really well, I...” Suddenly, Tom raises an eyebrow. “Why, Harrison Osterfield, I know why you’re wearing that turtleneck.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. Looks like (Y/n) left you a little present.” Tom suddenly yanks down the collar of the turtleneck, revealing a series of purple spots on the side of Harrison’s neck. 

Harrison groans softly as he blushes crimson. “Hey, cut that out.”

“So, things got a little... heated last night?” Harry teases. 

It wasn’t that Harrison was embarrassed to be with you, really. It was more that such a private thing was on display for everyone to see. He loved you, and he loved the physical aspect, but he preferred to keep that part of it private.

“I’d say more than just a little heated,” Tom laughs as he sips his beer.

Harrison, finally figuring he isn’t going to hear the end of it unless he ends it, says: “Well, at least I’m getting some action.”

“I... hey, shut up,” Tom grumbles.

“Yeah, this isn’t about us.” Harry angrily shoves a pretzel into his mouth.

Harrison laughs. “That’ll teach you lot to make fun of my girlfriend when you don’t even have one. Now, tell me more about filming.”

[uglypastels]

Top favorite fanfic writers?

I love so many people on here oof 

@summernykole @andwhatdostarsdobest @tomhollanders2013 @fratboievans @butwhyduh @spideypeach  @dtftomholland @hey-its-grey @stuckonspidey @silverofthunder @bringmethehorizonandpizza @lovelyspidey and many many more probably. 

 I love you all guys and I’m sorry if I didn’t mention you. I haven’t really been active so I am so behind on everyone’s writing and who even writes still and stuff oof. I promise I’ll try to catch up 

[wkemeup]

Please tell me the Bucky sex pollen fic is coming out soon?? Fuck I cant wait

hmmm probs not for a few weeks because I’ve got other one shots I’ve written way long ago I’ll post first. and trust me, that one still needs lots of editing haha

[angelbabylu]

Unpopular Opinion: Luke can either be hot as fuck or so fucking adorable. There's no way in hell he could ever be ugly. I'm a slut for Luke Hemmings 🙃

send me an unpopular opinion and i’ll respond with a meme

[farfromparker]

Can I be on your taglist please? I love your writing so much!

Hi! Of course 💖 thank you ☺️