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[ghost-hotel]

Just saying, since my bday's coming up you should totally draw Legolas for me, I'm just saying

happy birthday to you here’s mr no bleached eyebrows

[thewulf]

hi! do u have any fic recs or authors for legolas x reader or aragorn x reader? I love your work and I’m interested in what kind of content you look at! also I’m desperate for some fic lol! thanks bunches 💛

Ahh man I never save any that I do read unfortunately. But I do have a few blogs I follow! (Let me know if you want me to untag youuu!) BTW these are generally all LOTR/Hobbit Blogs! (I'm sure I missed a few I just went through who I follow - love you allll) @the-really-lonely-mountain @legolaslovely  @guardianofrivendell @fizzyxcustard @tolkien-fantasy @entishramblings @minaturefics  @socksracoon10 @shirefantasies  @scyllas-revenge @mirkwoodshewolf 

[socksracoon10]

𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙭-𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙥...

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘹 𝘍!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Warnings: Angst, a little bit of violence and stint of Hannigram.

(A/N: I don’t know what I’ve been doing, but this does coincide with  𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗦𝗶𝗱𝗲𝘀  and it is in the same timeline, so it’s not like a prequel or sequel but it’s in the same storyline that I’ve created for the next few Will Graham fics! I know I have a lot of other stories to plan/write but I’m in such a mood to write Will Graham lmao, he’s my baby boi and I love him a lot-)

Word Count: 1724

“It’s been quite a long time, Will...” Her voice thundered through the small room. He had straightened his posture, almost daring to look at her. If his eyes caught hold of her figure, he would have to drop his purpose in life and he wasn’t ready to be wrapped around her finger. His hand engulfed the small glass of wine into his palm; (Y/N) nearly waited for it to explode, sending the shards flying onto the floor. He stayed there, breathing deeply to calm his nerves down.

“You do realize that you aren’t supposed to be here, right?” He turned to face her, watching intently as she simply raised an eyebrow. She scrunched up her face in thought, almost mocking Will. There was this deep silence that flooded the room, spare the sound of her heels as she walked closer to him. He stiffened, expecting her to lash out on him; but, instead she reached out for her own glass of wine, purposely bumping into him on her way. He inhaled her scent, enchanted by the fact that she still smelled like comfort. The same scent that he used to wrap himself in during the night, hoping that it would at least get him an hour of some good sleep. She turned slightly to face him, her face inches away from his. It hurt her that Will didn’t view her the same way anymore; she could see it right in his eyes. More silence. She chewed her lip, eyes falling down to his lips and almost instantly, he stepped back. She held back a frown and instead pouted, trying to signal that she wasn’t really affected by this. However, he saw right through her; past her little façade.

“Why are you even here?” Will asked, watching her eyes wander around the room. She was doing it to irritate him and as much as he hated it, it was actually starting annoy him. There was this surge of anger that came rising from his gut and quickly he grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him. She smirked, though it made her face look a little weirder since it was squished so tightly.

“You’re a very kinky man, Will...” She commented, a little muffled. His grip tightened forcing her to cry out in pain; she clawed at his hands, desperately trying to get him off her. He merely shoved her back onto a couch, nearly toppling it along with her. 

“You didn’t answer my question,” He said in a low tone, earning a deadly look from her as she tried to straighten herself. She debated whether or not to saunter her way up to him again, but the memories of what happened a mere second ago allowed her to stay seated firmly. She swallowed, thickly, letting the silence sit in again; presumably to annoy Will.

“Why did you leave?” She asked, quietly. Her voice was so quiet, Will nearly thought he was deaf for a moment. There was this longing that loomed in her eyes, as if she was crying out to him. Pleading for him to take her back, as much as she hated what succeeded after the events of Hannibal’s appointment. It was still etched in her mind, the way Hannibal had taken her to a room that was bare. It suffocated her, though the place was spacious. She knew the psychiatrist was well aware of her mind, and yet it bothered her that he didn’t even think to be considerate to hang at least a pretty picture. There was no comfort to her, spare Will popping in once or twice a day to check in; however, he soon seemed to stop that habit after a month had gone by.

“Answer me,” She hissed, her mind jumping back to reality. Will gazed upon her, blankly, not hesitating to take a sip of his drink. He smacked his lips at the taste of it; no expression being shown on his face. (Y/N) couldn’t help but squirm uneasily in her chair, her eyes drifting down to her heels. It was the uneasy breathing of Will that got her attention; eyes snapping up to meet him.

Will continued staying silent, both of them admiring each other’s eyes. That was what deemed such importance. Eyes. The eyes that had traveled around her when she paced the lonely room. The eyes that were glued to her when she went to visit Alana, only to get hurt by Will. The eyes that were in glass bottles when she made a daring escape from Hannibal’s habitat. The eyes that used to gaze upon her in love as she writhed underneath Will. And lastly, the eyes that now were empty, soulless and unforgiving.

“I left you... because I... I didn’t want you near me,” He finally replied, sounding more harsh than he had intended to. She swallowed her tears, the urge to strangle him so strong; she just wanted to see him die right then and there. He took her happiness, abandoned her in a horrid room, didn’t even try to track her down after she escaped and all the love she had for him were put to waste. She didn’t know whether he meant to say that he wanted to protect her or if he simply didn’t want to be near her at all. Either way, it stung her and she couldn’t control herself anymore. She shot up from her chair, eyes wide as Will did nothing but merely snort to himself.

“You find this entertaining?” She spat, grabbing his collar and yanking him closer to her. His aroma flooded her nose, and she struggled to focus on the task at hand. Oh, how she hated him. She despised him; yet her heart couldn’t stop aching. How she longed to lay beside him in bed, admiring him for hours. She blamed it on Hannibal, he was the reason Will had changed. Not for good, but for the worse. He wasn’t the same anymore and she was distraught by it. 

Behind those closed doors was an awaiting Hannibal, who had merely been there for a couple minutes. (Y/N) (L/N) was back, just like he knew she would. He was smart enough to realize that he needn’t go after her, she would come crying back to Will; a bond so true it made him more hungry. Ms. (L/N) was an interesting figure, even having her locked away for observation only provided such little information. She was a reluctant being, the only thing you could deduce from her was that she loved Will. Even when he forbid Will from seeing her, even when he left her deserted in the middle of nowhere, she still loved him. That love was practically radiating off of her and Hannibal had licked his lips at thought of how sweet she must really be. The rising of their voices were filling up the hallway and Hannibal didn’t want to ruin their conversation. He stood outside, patiently, eager to know what other rude words would fall out of (Y/N)’s lips.

“After everything I’ve done for you-” She yelled,

“You’ve done nothing for me!” Will interrupted, his own voice surprising himself. She huffed in response, crossing her arms tightly across her chest. She would’ve said more but there was this eerie feeling that she was being watched by someone. She turned to face the closed doors, squinting slightly to get a better view of the shadow underneath the small slit. Meanwhile, Will had set down his glass. Hannibal was here, he knew it.

Will had 3 options right now. Option 1 was to not do anything and let Hannibal walk in and take control of the matter. Option 2 was to grab (Y/N), pin her down and possibly knock her out which would earn Hannibal and him either a meal or a way to get some information from her. Option 3 was to simply let her go and let her escape again. A part of him genuinely sided with Option 3 and it shocked him. It truly did. The battle between himself began to arise and he took a deep breath in, watching his ex-wife slowly take little steps towards the door. She was distracted; this was a perfect opportunity. His mind was screaming at him and there was nothing else he could do. There was this sudden change in mood around him and he couldn’t stop himself from quickly grabbing onto her, slamming her down to the ground. She squirmed against him, her face squashed against the hard, wooden floor. 

“Hannibal!” Will cried out, his eyes fixed straight onto the head of his wife. He wanted to do more, he wanted to suffocate her till she would breathe her last. He wanted to see her head combust and it was too much for him. This... This urge he had was nothing short of madness and it shocked them both that he used to call this woman his everything. She was what kept him from going dark, yet here he was, nearly strangling her to death.

She was choking out words that only sounded like babbles and the doors finally creaked open; the heavy footsteps of Hannibal echoing through her ears. She struggled under Will’s grasp as he tied her arms, securing her legs with some rope as well. Her former lover set her against the side of the couch, getting up for a quick word with Dr. Lecter. Hannibal stared at her, his whole demeanor making her heart race; not in the good way. He smirked, looking down at Will who surprisingly seemed to be eager in receiving an order and the former bent down to capture the latter’s lips with his own. 

“What the hell,” (Y/N) exclaimed, watching a man that she hated be with someone she still so strongly desired. She didn’t even know that Will and Hannibal’s relationship had escalated and she squirmed uncomfortable in her spot, watching Hannibal drag out the kiss, purposely. 

“What do we do with her?” Will asked, pulling back briefly to catch his breath. Hannibal tilted his head to face her, looking down in what seemed to be a disapproving glare.

“We need some answers of course, but I do intend of making her the main course next week.” He chortled, eliciting a smirk from Will and cry from (Y/N)...

[hansensgirl]

hello sab! i just wanted to pop in and ask how you're doing 🥺

i’m not doing too good, how are you?

[uhzuku]

Hi! Is there a taglist for Hello, Hello? And if so, could I be in it?

There is! And yes, you can be - all I ask is that you remain active!

[sinner-as-saint]

À la folie.

Bastard son!Bucky x Baker!reader HC (as requested by you horny ballsacks)

Run-through: The King’s bastard son is the complete opposite of his step-brother. Unlike Steve, Bucky is shameless, authoritative, reckless and arrogant. He’s spoilt, and has a habit of taking whatever he wants without a second thought. And recently, he’s had his eyes on you... 

Themes: stalkish!bucky, smut, slight dub con, breeding kink, jealous!bucky 

Bucky had been watching you; sneakily, each time you came to the castle. 

You were usually accompanied by your father, but on some days you come by on your own with your baskets of baked goods. 

Bucky’s intentions were never pure when it came to you. He talked to you often, but you were always too shy to look him in the eyes

Whenever he saw you, his mind would be filled with filthy thoughts immediately. It got to a point where he forgot what it was like to look at you and not instantly want to have you in his bed, gripping his sheets and making you scream his name

He wanted you, desperately. He was madly infatuated and almost enamored. 

Whenever he was around, you felt the tension between the two of you as well. He made you nervous, and made your heart race whenever he was around. 

And one day he finally has you all to himself. Initially, he planned on taking you in his majestic bed. But then he saw you talking to his ‘perfect’ step-brother and his jealousy took over

He followed you that day, and cornered you right before you could leave the castle basement, where they store food

Trapping you between his large, muscular body and the stone wall behind you; he stared down at you and you trembled. 

“I saw you talking to Steve earlier. You two seem friendly.” he sounded bitter and angry. He was always jealous of his brother, and he hated the sight of you and Steve together. 

You opened your mouth to respond, but shut yourself up as soon as you saw him clench his jaw. 

Bucky leaned in to gently brush his lips against your own, and chuckled when you shivered. 

“Guess I have to make you mine before anyone else does, huh?” 

You didn’t dare speak. You knew this was immoral and probably wrong but, he was still the King’s son. He could have whatever he desired. 

Bucky fucked you right there, against the wall. And there was nothing gentle about him. 

He would be rough. Growling in your ear in his deep, low voice while he pounds into you from behind. Your cheek and palms pressed against the wall while he grips your hips and just keeps ramming his cock in and out of you while you whimper and moan. 

“So good... you’re mine, you hear me?” he’d say through gritted teeth, making tingles dance down your spine. You could only whine as a reply. Your body welcomed him in deliciously as he filled you up each time, speeding up with each thrust. 

His hand reached out to wrap around your throat as he pressed his body further into you, staying still for a moment once his cock was snug inside you. You whimpered at how full you felt. 

“You’re mine.” he’d growl before thrusting into you again, harder than earlier and making you cum around his cock in no time. 

You felt him pull out and felt his cum drip down your thighs, as he bit down on your neck to keep himself quiet. He pulled away to look at all the bite marks he left on your skin; smirking. 

“There. All mine.” 

After that day, his need to have you all times only grew more and more. Whenever you were at the castle and he was around, all he had to do was give you that look. And you immediately understood that you had to hurry and go wait for him in his room where he would make you scream his name for hours 

It became a habit. 

You would start spending more and more time in his majestic bed, in secrecy. Although you were sure the guards could hear all of what goes on in that room. 

You got up trying to leave his bed and go home for the night one day, but he stopped you by grabbing your arm and pulling back under the blankets with him. 

“Stay.” was all he said, circling an arm around you. 

“I have to to go.” you tried reasoning with him. He opened his eyes and glared at you. 

“My parents must be waiting.” you spoke again and he chuckled. 

Without another word said, he slipped his hand in between your legs under the covers. He toyed with your clit and smeared your wetness around before slipping his fingers inside of you. “Yeah? Well then i better tell them not to expect you home anytime soon. Because you’re busy being my good little whore..” 

He’d stroke your walls gently, perfectly; making you grip the sheets tightly and moan his name under your breath sinfully. “How you spread those pretty legs for me whenever i ask you to.” he whispered along your jaw, kissing your skin as he pumps his finger in and out of you. You were sure you were dripping all over his hand by now. “Or how your little slut mouth takes my cock so perfectly each time, huh?” 

He ended up fucking you again. Pounding into you at an insane speed, looking you deep in the eyes as he makes you cum around him. “Take it, you little whore. You’re body is begging for me... “ he’d whisper in your ear. “You’re all mine!” 

and just like that, you’d forget all about wanting to go home. 

Bucky was obsessed with you. With your body, with the sounds you made when he fucked you and how your body squirmed under his. He absolutely hated it when any other man even talked to you. 

One day you went home, after surprisingly not running into him the whole time you were at the castle. And there he was, waiting for you in your bedroom. 

“Why are you late?” he asked, shamelessly eyeing you up and down. He noticed you were trying to hide one single rose behind the skirt of your dress but he pointed it out. “Who gave you that?” 

Seeing you weren’t replying, he stepped forward and grabbed your chin gently tilting your head back so you looked him in the eyes. “Answer me.” 

“Thor.” you answered sheepishly. Thor was a knight, a very handsome one. And Bucky hated him since the day he first saw him trying to talk to you. And now he dared give you a flower? 

Bucky was furious. And he didn’t hold back that day. He fucked you like he owned you. 

His hand pinned you down on your bed by your throat while he pushed into you, stretching you out. Your soft whimpers and cries only fueled his desire to have you and truly make you his. 

Again, there was nothing gentle about him when he was in moods like these. He was wild, and passionate; fucking you like there’s no tomorrow. 

He’d tighten his grip around your throat as he speeds up into you, growling right in your ear and telling you that you belong to him. “I want to see you swollen with my child, so everyone knows that you belong to me.” he hissed in your ear; speeding up again. 

Your heart raced at his words. It was overwhelming; his voice, his weight on top of you, his cock... oh but you craved more. 

“Can already imagine you... with a big bump, and my child safe inside you. No one would be allowed to touch you, or talk to you or even look at you. You’ll be entirely mine.” he whispered in your ear, in a daze as he pounds into you. 

He released your throat and placed his hand on your abdomen, pressing down on your front so he can feel himself inside you. He stared into your eyes while he speeds up into you again. “You will be mine, forever. You’ll warm my bed every night and have my children.” 

He pressed his lips to yours, swallowing all your moans and mewls as he came inside of you. You felt his warm load shooting at your walls as he shoved his tongue past your lips, his beard rubbing and scratching your skin. You felt his presence everywhere. 

But he wasn’t done yet, he flipped you around and pulled you onto your hands and knees and pushed into you again from behind. His grip on your hips would surely leave a bruise. 

Bucky pounded into you mercilessly, fucking you like he had always dreamt of. Bending and contorting your body however he liked. He came in you again. Then took you again. And again. 

“That’s right... moan for me... beg.” 

His thick cock touched you in all the right places, making you orgasm like never before, filling you up with his cum over and over again. 

“You’re mine.” he growled again as he pulled away to admire his work of art. Marks left behind on your skin, bite marks along your thighs, and your neck, his cum leaking out of you while you closed your eyes and panted under him; both of you hot and sweaty in your bed. 

He slipped his fingers back into you and fingered his cum into you again like a madman, making you arch your back and scream, he didn’t care about how sensitive you were, he just needed to remind you and everyone else that you belonged to him. 

“You will have my children, won’t you sweetheart?” he whispered against your lips as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. “You’re gonna be so beautiful, all big and swollen, filled with my seed for everyone to see. Mine.” he growled in your ear, wrapping his arm around you protectively.

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[empower-bi-women]

Oh Captain, My Captain

Sab’s writing challenge

Prompt: @socksracoon10: I think I found my dream.. well, basically Steve Rogers being a complete sweetheart and taking care of me and my insecurities but one day when I’m talking with someone he just pummels into a dark pit and freaking destroys me.

Warnings: SMUT SO STAY OUT MINORS, unprotected sex (don’t do that shit) praise kink, D/S (kinda, I tried my best), edging, captain kink, mocking/condescending, maybe dark!Steve, probably a few spelling and grammar stuff 

Word count: 2940 (this is my longest fic so far)

a/n: this is for @nsfwsebbie dream fic challenge. I got @socksracoon10 I hope it lives up to your dream. Also sorry if the ending is a bit rushed I'm not good and ending things. Gif isn’t mine so credit to who made it. Also that’s so him walking over to punish you 😏

Steven Grant Rogers is the perfect man. He always holds the door open for you, pulls your chair out for you, and always makes you feel better when you're sad. He's not a jealous man, not that he would ever let you see that side of him. That side is dark and animalistic and you deserve better. You’re full of light and sunshine even on the days you don't feel like it. On those days he holds you close and tries his best to make your worries go away. Today is one of those days. Tony was hosting a party and you were nervous about going and having to wear a dress. 

“Steve, I don't think I can wear this.” you said holding up the dark blue floor length dress. 

His head snapped up to see you standing in the bathroom doorway in nothing but your baby blue bra and panties with a frown on your face. He got up from his seat on your bed to walk over to you. “And why would that be doll?”

You pulled a face. “It's too tight at my thighs and when I bend over you can see my stomach rolls through it.” you turned to look in the mirror, “Maybe I should just stay here tonight I'm gonna be too awkward there anyway.” 

Steve stood behind you and wrapped his arms around you. “Do you know why I love you so much?” he pressed a kiss to your head, “It's because you're so incredibly beautiful. I love the way your eyes shine when you're happy, and the way you always smile at me, the way you are so kind to everyone. I love the way your body fits so perfectly in mine, I love the way your thighs wrap around me when I pick you up, and the way you always try to quiet those little gasps that escape when I make you cum, and.” He cut himself off, “Just please doll come tonight and I promise we don't even have to stay that long.” he looked at you with his pleading blue eyes. 

“Ok I’ll come.” you replied with a small smile.

Steve kissed your head again. “Thank you Y/N.”  Then he walked out to go get dressed.

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At the party you stayed close to the bar and to Steve. When he had to leave to talk to people you stayed and talked to Natasha, who was behind the bar serving. A few drinks later and Steve was still gone. Natasha had left to talk with Bucky who was standing alone. She asked for you to come too but you declined, not wanting to intrude on the couples private time. After a while a man came up next to you. 

“Hi, I’m Dean.” he said, flashing his white teeth in a smile.

 “I’m Y/N.” you replied with a somewhat forced smile. 

“What's a pretty girl like you doing alone here?” 

You looked over at Steve who was still talking and had not yet noticed Dean. 

“I'm not alone, I'm here with my boyfriend. He's just over there.” you gesture to where Steve was standing. 

“Well he should be here with you shouldn't he?” Dean moved closer to you and leaned down to whisper in your ear, “or someone could come and snatch you up.” 

Before you could say anything to defend yourself Dean was suddenly ripped away from you and in front stood an angry Steve “let’s go.” he growled. He grabbed your arm and pulled you to the elevator. 

Once inside you tried to explain what had happened with Dean but Steve just stood there with his jaw clenched and steel blue eyes facing forward. There was no emotion on his face. A face you recognize from when he was going on missions. His whole demeanour was different. He was no longer the soft Steve that you knew who would hold you close and tell you it's ok. This was the Captain. 

The elevator dinged and Steve grabbed you, pulling you out of your thoughts, threw you over his shoulder and walked toward your room. He opened the door and threw you onto the bed with such force that you bounced. You scrambled to the headboard and looked at him waiting for what's next. 

“I thought I could trust you doll,” he said, loosening his tie as he walked around in front of you, “then you go behind my back and start getting cozy with other guys?” 

“Steve I promise I wasn't, I swear.” he cut you off with a look

“Now doll don’t you be lying to me. You're mine and I think it's time I remind you of that.”

He grabbed your leg and pulled your body down the mattress toward him and leaned over your body looking into your eyes. “If there is any point in the night where you want to stop just say star ok Y/N?” you nod your head. “I need words doll.” 

“Yes Steve.”

“You call me Captain tonight doll.” 

He leaned down to catch your lips in a heated kiss and pulled you up to sit on the bed while he unzipped your dress. “You're gonna be a good girl for me right Y/N?” he mumbled against your lips as he pulled off your dress, letting it pool on the floor at your feet. Pushing you back to the bed Steve crawled back on top of you and kissed his way down to your neck, licking and biting your neck leaving faint red marks that would be purple tomorrow. Satisfied with his work he continued on his path down your now naked body.

“You weren’t very nice tonight doll teasing me in the dress. Looking so fucking amazing you’re so beautiful. And you’re all mine”

You moan at his words but before you can cover your mouth to stifle them Steve grabs your hands. “Don’t even think about it doll I wanna hear every single sweet little sound that comes out of those pretty pink lips” 

His free hand slid down your body to where your panties were and he lightly rubbed your slit over the material as you moaned again “Captain please” he laughed at your neediness. “Look at my baby so ready for me. Such a good girl for me. Can you keep your hands up here for me please doll?” you nodded your head and he took his hand away from your wrists above your head and moved to pull your panties off your body. 

His big hands wrapped around your thighs and spread them open. When the cool air hit your pussy you whimpered. “Please Steve do something, please.” 

His head snapped up. “What did you call me?” 

You shook your head. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry Captain.” 

“No doll, you need to learn your lesson,” he picked you up and lay you stomach down across his lap. “You broke my one rule and now you face the consequences.” he said rubbing your ass softly, “you need to count for me now.” 

SMACK! Pain went shooting though your ass as Steve's hand came down hard. “One.” you counted out. SMACK! “Two.” 

By the time you got to ten there were tears streaming down your face. 

“Your ass looks so good doll, your brown skin all red and covered in my hand prints,” he lifted you up to sit on his lap and wiped your tears away, “you took that so well baby I’m so proud of you.” he said laying you back down, the cool sheets soothed the burn on your bum. “Keep your hand up doll and don't make me have to tell you again or you'll need another lesson.” 

He moved one hand to hover right above where you wanted him. You tried to lift your hips up to meet him but he put his forearm across your hips to hold them down. “You need to stay still for me doll or you won't get what you want.” 

You whined and lay as still as you could as he finally reached down and lightly ran his fingers through your slit. “Look at you all wet. Who's this for baby? Who are you all wet for?” he questioned as he spread your wetness around with his fingers. 

“You, only for you Captain.” You said breathlessly. 

“Damn right.” he dove into your wetness and licked a long stripe up your pussy while his finger rubbed your clit. Making the filthiest noises he moaned into you, “you taste so fucking good baby so good,” his finger moved from your clit to your entrance and traced around your lips down there, “I just can’t get enough of your sweet little pussy. And those adorable moans that you try to hide, I love hearing them.” 

You so badly wanted to run your hands through his hair but you kept them up like he requested. His warm wet tongue slipped into your pussy as you yelled out his name. Wapping his lips around in your clit he sucked hard. It had only been a few minutes but you were worked up from your punishment before.

 “I’m close, Captain can I cum please.” you whimpered 

He pulled his mouth away only to enter a finger and move it right up against your g spot in a come here motion. Your hips lifted off the bed but his finger stayed tight inside you. You were so close, right on the edge, all you needed was one more push and… he pulled his finger out. 

“No please I was so close.” you said raggedly. Your voice horse from all the moaning and screaming. 

“You’ve been a bad girl, doll. You need to be edged to make Captain happy. Can you do that for me? Can you be a good girl and take your edges for me?”  he asked in a sweet yet condescending tone. His hand brushed your hair away from your face. “Don’t you want to be my good girl?” his sparking blue eyes looked into yours. 

“Yes Captain.”

“That’s my girl.” he kissed his way back down your chest and wrapped his lips around your stiff nipples. When his tongue swirled around it, it felt like an out of body experience. Moving over to the other nipple his hand slid down your body to your clit. Putting pressure on the little nub made your eyes roll to the back of your head. With all the stimulation to your body you could feel your pussy clench around air as you got close.

“Can I cum now please?” your thighs were shaking with the effort that it took you to hold off from bursting right then and there. He pulls off your nipple with a pop. “Aw is my baby close?” He asked in a mocking tone, “How badly do you wanna cum?”

“So bad Captain please I need to cum so badly.” your hand grasped at the sheets above your head. Your hips lifted off the bed once more as Steve rubbed your clit with no remorse. 

“I don’t believe you baby.” he pulled his hand off your swollen clit.

“No! Steve please I need to cum so bad! Please.” you cried out shakily. 

He smacked your clit. “What was that?”

You jerked from the sharp pain. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry Captain. It won't happen again. I just.” Your chest started heaving as tears streamed down your face. “I’m sorry. I'll be good I promise. I just want to be a good girl for you.” 

He kissed the tears away. “You are baby.” he said in a soothing voice, “You're my good girl. But I need you to breathe for me right now ok? You're my best girl.” He stroked your hair out of your face as your breathing evened out. “Can you take one more for me please?” 

You nodded your head. “Yes I can.”

He kissed your forehead before going back down to your glistening thighs. He kissed each one before leaving a light kiss on your clit. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the feeling of his warm mouth on your oversensitive clit. He dipped his tongue into your pussy,  licking through your wet folds. It felt like heaven and all feelings of resentment towards him for withholding your previous orgasms were gone as your third one built up. Your back arched off the bed as your breathing quickened. 

“I'm so close please.” you begged. When he pulled his mouth away you kicked your legs in frustration. He looked at you, his chin glistening in your juices as he smiled at you. “You took that so well doll, I’m so proud of you. How do you want to cum?” he whispered. 

“I need your cock please.” 

He smiled down at you “of course doll.”

He took his underwear off to reveal his dick, precum leaking from the tip. Your pussy clenched at the sight of it as he moved to lean over you. He pressed a kiss to your lips while rubbing his cock up and down your slit, covering himself in your juices. You gasped at the feeling and he slipped his tongue into your mouth. He swirled his around yours as he slowly sank into you. You both moaned at the feeling of finally getting some relief. 

You moved your hands to grip his shoulders as he moved his hips in and out slowly. Steve groned at the feeling of you wet walls pulling him in. “Sweetheart you feel so fucking good around me. But if you keep on squeezing me like that I won't last very long.” he groaned. 

He quickened his pace, snapping his hips into yours. You gasped as you could feel him so deep in you he was practically fucking your cervix but you didn’t mind it. You look down to see where your bodies met and whimpered when you saw the bugle in your stomach. 

Steve's eyes flicked down to where you were looking and growled at the sight of his cock so deep inside you. He pressed down on it as he kept thrusting into you. “Look at that doll, you're so full.” your eyes rolled back as he applied more pressure. “You like that?” he growled into your ear. You couldn’t say anything, the pleasure overwhelming you. “Look at you my little dumb baby. Can't even talk, she's so cockdrunk.”

The sound of your skin slapping and the squelching of your wetness filled the room. His cock hit your g spot on every thrust making you reach the edge sooner than you’d like. 

“Captain can- can I cum please?” you wailed, the knot in your stomach was about to unravel. 

“You can but I’m not stopping until I’m satisfied.” he said rubbing your poor clit once again to bring you to the edge. Your body tensed up and your pussy clenched around his cock as the knot snapped, pushing you over the edge. You yelled out his name as he kept true to his word, not stopping. He kept on pounding into you with no remorse. The overstimulation was too much and you tried to move away. 

“Where do you think you're going doll, you were begging for my cock and now you're trying to run? His hands moved to your hips to pull you back onto him. His thrusts started to get sloppy as he neared his release. “Are you gonna cum one more time for your Captain? Be a good girl and cum with me. I’m gonna fill up this little pussy with my cum  and you're just going to take it. Right? Because you're my good girl.”

He flicked your clit, trying to get you near the edge again. You panted as you were coming on to your second orgasm of the night. “Fuck I’m gonna cum again! Can I cum please?” 

“Such a good girl asking for permission. Cum now!” he demanded. You squealed as you came around his cock your vision went white. He came right after you, the feeling of his hot cum shooting into you and covering your walls made you both moan out. 

You lay there feeling fucked out as Steve pulled out. He watched intently as his cum dripped out of your gaping pussy. After cleaning you up he moved to sit behind you, pulling you into his lap he brushed your hair out of your face. “You did so good for me tonight doll, I'm so proud of you.” 

You couldn't do anything but lay there whimpering at the empty feeling inside you. 

“What is it sweetheart?” he cooed. “You need to use your words or I can't help you.” 

“Want you inside me again please.” you said softly. “Just till I fall asleep.”

He laughed. “Of course doll. You can get whatever you want.” 

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you should draw freaky durst and see what he'll do in The Crow, that's just a food for thought

fred durst in the crow (1994)

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atrocious. thank you🫶

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who's who in this image

james corden and mr. rob stark and thats littler james corden in the corner.

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thoughts on men with eyeliner???

(i want to hold his face like this)

im a man who wears eyeliner. i like them. is he wearing eyeliner here i dont think he is

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i still love orlando bloom with ALL my heart, buT BRO LOOK AT JOHNNY AS DON JUAN!!! men with eyeliner>>>>>>>>

im gonna keep it real with you chief. he looks like french remy ratatouille

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Hola 🙏

who is this and why did you send him to me

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💌 (have a field trip with this)

you are a freak <3 and also i love hearing you talk about your movies it’s so interesting and it’s very clear that you care deeply a lot about things you’re invested in

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you should totally watch Secret Window (2004) with me... I'm just saying, like Mort Rainey is the definition of you. like bsfr this IS you

is this an insult

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was not on tumblr for like 3 days, i come back and everything's been different it's like having someone blind you and then when you wake up instead of seeing Jesus, you see a silly little demon doing the macarena in front of you... so uh what caused the lovely yassification of your blog?

i rewatched the crow 1994 <3