#smutprompt

[buckybabble]

GUESS WHO IS FINALLY FREE TO WRITE.... ME!

Hello everyone!

First and foremost I am so sorry that I’ve been gone for so long I’ve been so carried away with university and life but I have a few spare moments in which I’m going to try my utmost to pump out all the requests given to me. 

What is coming you ask? (Yes, that is a poor smutty pun and no I am not ashamed of it.)

- Loki smut 

- Doctor Strange smut

So sit tight darlings, you’re in for a summer of fun. Once again, I am so sorry this has taken so long to do. 

[scorpius-hyperion-malfoy]

Omegaverse Drarry fic prompt--sort of

Can I get a (porn-with-a-plot series i.e. every chapter has smut and dirty, heated scenes | omegaverse + heats pls omg) fic about 6th year on the train when Harry goes to spy on Malfoy ?

Harry wants to find out if Draco is a death eater because he is infatuated (see also: in love--it is so obvious) with the lad, but even worse--Draco was bitten on the wrist by Greyback and is now a werewolf. (No one knows, he ends up telling Harry after Draco discovers him spying) Also, Harry overheard the little conversation and Draco let's slip he is, in fact, gay (maybe Blaise hits on him jokingly or Pansy tries something ? So a bit of Jealous!Harry) But anyway, instead of Draco imobilizing Harry and hurting him, Draco makes a little quip at him and Harry gets down from the luggage rack and explains he is worried for the git and Draco opens up and sort of breaks down and Harry holds him and then tells Draco he's there for him and Draco gets overwhelmed with the feeling of being protected and cared for (because of course he's an omega) so his instincts cause him to kiss Harry and Harry kisses back.

Draco is less of a prick after that, and (though, of course he's still a sharp-tongued, witty arse) he is quite submissive--but he and Harry - who arent exactly together, he just sort of imprinted on him in a sense because Harry is the first one to show a kind, protective dominance over him - don't go about flaunting themselves (purposely, that is. If it does happen, it's because Draco is close to heat or in it and gets increasingly clingy and can't help but to scent his sort-of mate and rut against him--but luckily and coincidentally, no one is ever around) in fact, when people do finally find out they're a thing it's a huge shock.

At some point Draco's instincts kick in during one session when he is in heat and he bites Harry, Harry becomes an alpha werewolf and f*cks the absolute sh*t out of Draco during his first rut weeks later.

Their shag place is the Room of Requirement and occasionally the Prefect Bathroom (usually after a long week of heat--Harry sneaks himself and Draco in to clean them up, allowing Draco much needed relaxation.)

Draco smells like vanilla and peppermint; Harry smells like a campfire and brisk autumn air.

[superxblu]

What if lance had a belly button piercing.

-Lance not telling anyone so it’s a surprise for all -They normally don’t change out together but they decide that it’s closer the changing rooms than their own rooms -and lance is fine with that. He doesn’t think it’s a big deal at all. -so on the first day in the changing room they all stare wide eyed as lance lifts his shirt up over his head arching his back when the shirt gets above his elbows. -there protruding from his stomach shining brightly was two bright blue diamonds each on either side of his belly button. The blue was amazing and looked just like lances eyes. -Shiro in a shocked daze asks “what-what is that?” -lance giggles and shows off his stomach “it’s a belly button piercing. Duh” -pidge and hunk get over it easily and decide to leave before things get to intense -“lance why don’t you wear this when your with us?” Keith asks while Shiro drops to his knees in front of lance -“well you guys always come at night and I have to take it off so it doesn’t get too infected so…” he trailed off with a soft blush as Keith walked behind him to cradle his hips. Keith and lance already had their shirts off and Shiro was in only his boxers so that made things even sexier.

Can someone wright a one-shot about this plz. Just be sure to tell me about it too so I can read it!

[naughtychef-smut]

I am back!

Had to take some time for my mental health, was gone for about three months! Just wanted to thank all that stuck around and were understanding of me needing time.

I promise to get back to writing soon bit PLEASE continue to be patient with me. And also please give me prompts! If y’all give me ideas my muse may come back faster!!

I love all of you wonderful smut loving, smut blogging beans, you are all fabulous!

[phanfic]

smut prompt: dnp fuck the night before school photos and phil gives dan a hickey and dan takes his school photo with hickeys down his neck and collarbones

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[marquez-junky8920]

I have a request for Marc Marquez with smutprompts 1 and 8.

You and Marc are at home after a race when you haven't seen each other for a while. You are teasing him a little bit and he tries to take revenge by teasing you back. You double down and show him he is more vulnerable to teasing then you are. In the end you both have a great time.

P.S. I love your blog.

Tease

'Baaaabe I'm home!' Marc's cheerful voice echoed through the house.

'Is that my man?' you shouted, setting down the knife in the kitchen and running to the front door.

'C'mere!' he smiled that toothy grin that was your favorite. He crouched down lightly and opened his arms, ready to catch you as you jumped to hug him.

'I missed you so much!' you shrieked, stuffing your face into the skin of his neck as he picked you up off your feet.

'I missed you too princess.' he sighed into your hair, setting you back on the floor and taking hold of your face to kiss you. His hands traced down your waist and to your hips, squeezing the skin lightly before running down to your ass and taking two handfuls of it. You giggled into the kiss and when you pulled away, he growled playfully and mouthed at your neck.

'I have something on the stove. Don't make me burn it.' you giggled, breathing out a moan when he took the skin on your neck between his teeth.

'What are you making?' he asked, calming his actions a little bit.

'Your favorite.'

He ripped his head up from your neck and his jaw dropped. 'What a welcome home present. How much longer?'

'About 10 minutes.' you said, kissing his lips once more.

'Perfect. Enough time for me to take a shower! I'll be right back baby.' he swatted your ass playfully before he walked away. As he was walking through the hallway to the bathroom, he shouted back to you, 'Man I love being home!'

You smiled to yourself and shook your head at how goofy he could be at times. After the injury to his arm, you'd seen him at his worst and to see him with a smile on his face again everyday was something that you lived for.

You put the finishing touches on Marc's favorite dish and realized you forgot to put rice with it. Cursing to yourself, you bent down to get a pot from the cabinet below you and felt a hand run over the swell of your ass and up your back. Soon after, you felt Marc standing behind you and you could smell the scent of his body wash. Just the right amount of fragrance to make your insides quiver. The smell of Marc's cologne and body wash was always your favorite. Every time he left and you couldn't make it to the race with him, he would spritz some of his cologne on his pillow and leave it with you so you had some resemblance of him there while he was gone.

'God I missed you.' he rested his chin on your shoulder and watched you cook. He was always amazed by the magic you could work in the kitchen.

'I think I missed you more.' you bit your lip lightly, looking up at him over your shoulder and pushing your ass into him. He opened his mouth and gasped lightly.

'Ooooh, you missed me like that, huh?'

'You say that like you didn't miss having sex with me.' you giggled when he denied it.

'I have no idea what you're talking about.'

'You don't miss being buried inside of me and fucking my brains out?' you asked, catching him off guard. It still amazed you how Marc was a literal walking sex god and he still got flustered when you so openly talked about sex.

'Nope.' he shook his head. 'But I will tell you what I missed the most.'

'Hm... What's that?' you hopped on the counter and he moved to stand in between your legs.

'I miss having my face between these thighs.' he said gruffly. There it is... The recovery that he always managed to make.

'I think we can arrange that after dinner.' you contemplated jokingly.

'I missed this. Us joking with each other.' he smiled, resting his hands on your hips and reaching his head up to kiss you as you still sat on the counter.

'Who says I'm joking?' you sassed, hopping off the counter and getting plates from the cabinet, leaving a shocked Marc behind once again.

'Thank you love.' he said, pecking your lips before sitting down at the table with you to enjoy his first meal back home. When he took his first bite, he groaned and his eyes rolled back in his head.

'God I missed your cooking. This is so good!' he said, his mouth full of food but neither of you cared. You smiled at him and held his hand across the table. Something that you'd come to love with Marc is that he always wanted to hold your hand when you two ate together at the table at home. He always said that it made him feel more connected to you, and you thought it was adorable. When you'd forget to give him your hand, he would make a pouty face and wave his hand at you until you took his hand. You had to admit though - sometimes you purposely didn't give him your hand just to see him pout his bottom lip.

'Well I take it that was good. Your plate is already empty.' you laughed, looking at him suddenly seeming very drowsy.

'I'm in the biggest food coma right now.' he groaned, running his thumb over the back of your hand when you pushed your plate away from you.

'I'm glad you like it babe.' you kissed his lips before taking his plate to the sink. He helped you put the food away and he washed the dishes while you dried with him. He suddenly started with that devious little giggle he got when he was up to something.

'Don't you do it...' you said, reaching for the sprayer on the sink just as he stole it from you and sprayed your shirt and your face.

'MARC!' you squealed, the breath getting knocked out of you at the ice cold water.

'You couldn't make it warm first!?'

'No, never. And that's exactly why.' he said, his eyes glued to your breasts as your nipples hardened through your soaked white shirt.

'Finish the dishes, you weirdo. I need to go change now.' you giggled, slapping his arm and walking upstairs to change clothes. Just as you went to grab and shirt from the closet, you had an idea. Stripping out of your clothes, you put on your black thigh high stockings that had a custom red 93 on the upper thigh. Wearing nothing but those, you put on your black silk robe over it and tied it very loosely. Walking back downstairs, you saw that he was done in the kitchen and sitting on the couch in the living room. Perfect...

Sneaking up behind him, you bent over and snaked your hands down his front, kissing at his neck lightly.

'How's my champion?' you lilted in his ear, watching as goosebumps rose on his neck.

'I have a feeling you're wearing lingerie, so I'm fucking fantastic.' he chuckled, not even having to look behind him to know you were wearing something sexy.

'Better than lingerie.' you said, tossing your leg over his shoulder and allowing him to feel you up a little bit. He said nothing but reached his hand out for you to take it as he led you around the front of the couch sobthat he could see you.

'Damn you're gorgeous...' he gawked, admiring the way your waist widened out to your hips and your thick thighs. His eyes were undressing you and making you feel so exposed even though you hadn't removed an ounce of clothing.

'You did amazing this weekend.' you said, dropping to your knees and spreading his legs as he sat on the couch.

'I watched you out there, so frustrated that you had a problem on the start line. You're so sexy when you're mad.' you bit your lip, letting out a slight moan at the thought of him being angry. Your hand palmed him through his shorts and his head dropped to the back of the couch, his hips raising lightly to meet your touch.

'And watching you go from last to 6th by the end of the race?' you said, pulling down the waistband of his shorts to just reveal his already leaking tip. 'I've never wanted to fuck you more than that moment of watching you cross the finish line in 6th place.' you traced your tongue along his slit, collecting the pre-cum that had gathered there. A distinct gasp fell from his lips and you felt him melt into your touch.

'Please...' he breathed out, his chest already heaving before you even started. He lifted his hips and let you remove his shorts the rest of the way and watched you flip your hair to the side, cut your eyes up at him, and kiss at his tip as if you were worshipping it.

'Ah fuck...' he sighed out, trying not to lose his patience with your teasing. He hissed when you took his tip in your mouth and hollowed out your cheeks, sucking as harshly as you could.

'You feel amazing.' he breathed out, watching your lips wrap around him effortlessly. Like your mouth was made to fit around his cock. He held your hair out of the way and watched you suck him off like your life depended on it. When you deepthroated him and gagged, he pulled you off and smirked at the string of pre-cum and drool still connecting you to him. He leaned your head back and hovered over you to kiss you harshly, his hand still in a firm grip on your hair. You whimpered when you felt a throb between your legs, the pressure becoming almost unbearable now.

He pulled away and brought you to sit on his lap, his hands making quick work of his shirt. God you missed those abs... He didn't even bother to undo the tie on your robe, he just forcefully opened the front of the silk fabric and immediately got to work on your breasts. His teeth repeatedly grazed against your nipple, almost taunting you with how easily he could wrap you around his finger. He snuck his other hand up your thigh and underneath the fabric of the robe, feeling the stockings under his fingertips before he got to the apex or your thigh. His large hand cupped your sex and his fingers dove in, a groan falling from his mouth when he felt how wet you were. Rolling your hips into his fingers, you hoped that he would grant you some sort of penetration, but of course, being Marc Marquez, he decided to draw out the teasing a bit more.

Completely withdrawing his hand from your pussy, he took the robe completely off of you and ran his rough hands down your sides and to your ass. Both of his hands spanked you at once, your eyes rolling back in your head at the sensation.

'Such a good girl, but you love being punished, don't you?' he smirked, mouthing at your collarbone and enjoying the whimper that fell from your lips.

Deciding to play a little game with him, you grabbed his hair and pulled his head from your chest.

'Do you trust me?' you asked, looking into his eyes for any sign of hesitation. He nodded without pause.

'Of course I do.'

You got off of his lap and took his hand in yours, leading him to the bedroom and giggling when he repeatedly swatted at your ass as you went up the stairs in front of him. You laid him down on the bed and grabbed a blindfold, biting your lip innocently.

'Kinky... I like it.' he smirked once more, letting you put the blindfold on him. He laid there with his hands behind his head, but they quickly came to rest on your hips when you sat down on his lap. Putting his cock flat against his stomach, your rolled your hips along his length to allow your juices to coat him completely. With his sight being gone, it seemed as if all of his other senses were heightened, especially his sense of touch. Everything was dialed to 11 right now, and he was living for it.

'What do you say about a little reward after doing so well this weekend, huh daddy?' you bit at his earlobe lightly and he groaned. You felt his dick twitch against your inner thigh and giggled deviously. Taking his length in your hand, you lined him up with your entrance and slowly dropped down onto him. Your moans filled the room as he tightly gripped at the skin on your hips. There were bound to be marks there tomorrow, but you couldn't bring yourself to care now that he was bottomed out inside of you.

'Oh god.' you sighed out, starting to slide up and down on his length.

'Fuck this feels so good.' he growled, slapping your ass. You admired the way his lips curled into a smirk when he felt you tighten around him, bending down to kiss him while your hips continued their work. Staying seated on him, you just circled your hips against his and his breathing increased tenfold at that.

'Oh shit princess. Just like that.' he moaned, his hand blindly going up to your breast and taking hold of it. You whined out and increased your pace lightly, loving the reactions you were getting out of him. You couldn't help but notice the burning in your legs was getting pretty uncomfortable though.

'My legs are tired babe.' you sighed out, watching him waste no time in removing his blindfold, flipping you onto your back and opening your legs spread eagle before he rammed himself back into you.

'Fuck!' you squealed, gripping the sheets above you to ground yourself.

'You're right, I did miss fucking your brains out.' he said, letting out a small groan as his hips continued to slam into yours. Watching as your breasts bounced in response to his wild thrusts, he knew he wouldn't last much longer. Pulling himself out of you, he jerked himself off onto your stomach, hissing as he watched his cock paint your skin white. After he was done, he still didn't waste any time in pulling you to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees with his tongue between your legs. Your fingers immediately tangled in his hair while his tongue danced on your clit, flirting dangerously with your high.

'M-marc oh god! I'm gonna cum!' you shrieked out, your breath hitching in your throat as your thighs closed around his head. His tongue didn't let up in the slightest as his arms locked around your hips to prevent you from squirming away from him. Overstimulation was beginning to set in, so Marc gently kissed your clit once more before going to collect his cum on your stomach. He snaked his way up to kiss you and he gruffed into the kiss as he felt you swallow all of the cum in his mouth. Once he pulled away, he looked down at your thighs still covered in the black stockings with his racing number on it.

'Please wear those again.' he breathed out a laugh. 'And if you only have one pair, please order more. It's for scientific research purposes.' he joked, pulling a belly laugh out of you.

'I missed you.' he said softly, running his thumb on your cheek as your hand fell on top of his.

'I missed you too Marc. I'm so proud of you for this weekend. You are so incredible.' you smiled at him, watching as a light blush dusted his cheeks.

'Thank you, my love. That means the world coming from you.' he kissed your lips lightly before helping you up to a nice shower.

END

[sea-dukes-assistant]

I do want to preface that #smutprompts is less horny, more fetish and I am slightly Disturbed. Today, for example, I found out that there is a fetish of...imagining eating things alive/being eaten alive. Also there's the false assumption I'm a ~*gay boi uwu*~.

[f-identity]

Nad: “it took fifteen chapters for us to come up with a fanfic summary that sounded at least marginally normal”

Birdbrain: “well hey. as it is, stories change. it’s good you can update things as they go along”

Birdbrain: “and the reason it felt like this chapter took long to write? you wanted the chapter to read out almost the same as watching one of the episodes. I mean, it’s not the same medium, but you have your way of translating the subject matter”

Nad: “should I change the fanfic rating from T to M?”

Birdbrain: “what, because of Shrike talking about ‘blowing off steam’ and Manticore giggling at the implications? It’s just a passing mention, not even being depicted. that is, unless you wanna start depicting it...”

Nad: “... probably a separate smutprompt fic for that”

Birdbrain: “gud. now, if you start describing details of how Underfoot is gonna torture Megatron, then you can consider changing AmCyb from T to M.”

[superxblu]

Can someone draw or write a thing where Shiro is insecure about his arm but lance and Keith have an idea non how to make him love it. Like they lure him into a room and Keith starts to suck him off while Lance lubes up shiros arm and Shiro is just like “THAT WONT FUCKING FIT IN YOUR TINY BODYS” because the arm is about as big as lances thighs. But then Keith just non-chalantly reassures him that “oh yeah we prepped each other don’t worry.” And so once lance is done using the whole fucking bottle Keith positions the arm and lance just slides on. And he starts moaning like fuck. Meanwhile Keith decides to ride Shiros dick. And then they switch and they switch again until Shiro can’t think strait because holy fuck these two are pros. In the end they find out Shiros arm vibrates and Lance can cum about ten times before he passes out.

Oh and Keith has a daddy kink. Whether it’s him calling Shiro daddy or Lance calling him daddy. Because at one point or another Keith did fuck Lance. Because let’s face it, who wouldn’t.

[phanfic]

Prompt: (smut) current, realistic dnp; they’re doing the do and it’s like super hot but also fluffy and loving with lots of thigh grabbing cause Phil just needs better leverage to Get. In. There. Ugh, fuck me up. 

[masterof-absolutezero-blog]

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Len pulled Lisa close into him, kissing her passtionately. His hand snaked down the backside of her body cupping and groping her ass possessively. He hadn’t expected her to cook let alone do it in nothing but an apron. The minute he came home and saw her like that he felt his arousal spike and he knew in that moment that dinner could wait.

[sea-dukes-assistant]

Me: *searching #smutprompts*

The Tag: Here's 50 ways to write choking during sex.

Me: Bruh no I am here to write the horny, not have a fucking panic attack.

[phanfic]

Prompt: based off of the job simulator video, Phil ruins Christmas with his butt and needs to be pushed by Santa (Dan.) Smut ensues 😜

[phanfic]

Hey can someone write a fav about dan and Phil both having homophobic parents but they get though it together also some smut in there as well