#velvrei drabble

[velvrei]

sub!art donaldson fucking your tits.

your hands were pushed together, forming a tight hole, a perfect fit for art’s cock. his head fell back as he whimpered, thrusting in and out of the tight little hole you made just for him.

“ms, that feels so good.” he whimpered out, his voice high pitched and raspy. you smiled up, batting your eye lashes, intentionally making the sight more unbearable for poor art.

“oh, don’t do that,” his head fell back and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“don’t do what honey?” you batted your eyelashes again, pushing your tits closer together, his hips trembling. he moaned out, “mmph!” unable to form words as he thrusted faster, your boobs slightly going along with his movements.

art whined, “i’m so close.” his pathetic tone made you giggle, opening your mouth, in a form to mock his pathetic state.

“you naughty boy, art. cuming just from my tits? fucking slut. mommy’s little slut, huh?” the moan he let out was almost pornagraphic, feeling his usual euphoria as he came all over your chest and face.

“did i say you could cum?”

he whined before opening his eyes. “no, miss, i’m so sorry.”

you start to move again, overstimulating him. “you’re gonna cum again. and this time you’re gonna ask for permission. got it?” his hips buckled at your command before he nodded, ignoring the tears falling down his cheeks and the overstimulated feeling in his cock.

“yes ma’am.”

[hittmeandtellmeyouremine]

💌cel's current faves!

here's a list of my fav fics i've read on here to give all my babies the props they deserve. it'll be constantly updated. literally check out any user tagged because they're all so so good. pls remember that likes are cute and all but many artists need reblogs and interaction, it motivates your writers to keep writing!!!

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last updated : 4/28/25

| ⭐️ - 18+ | 📱 - smau |

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💌rafe cameron:

series:

◦  "home for the holidays" by @whytheylosttheirminds ⭐️

◦  "OFF LIMITS" by @whorelaud ⭐️📱

◦  "on the run" by @cxrrodedcoffin ⭐️

◦  "lovely kook!reader x rafe x jj" by @archiveofvirtue ⭐️

◦ "it's complicated" by @asapstarkey ⭐️

◦ "loved you first" by @sincere1ystar

◦ "Love Island" by @drewsephrry ⭐️

◦ "Paradise…War Zone" by @lalaloopsieparty 📱

◦ "GIRLS JUST WANNA DANCE" by @misspossesive 📱

◦  "WRONG NUMBER, LOSER" by @whorelaud 📱

◦  "incel!rafe" by @soangelbaby ⭐️

oneshots:

◦ "late night needs" by @fictionalmenxyn ⭐️

◦ "pre-award show ride" by @angelicblondie ⭐️

◦ "clingy" by @seasprincess

◦ "daddy's home" by @bloodibambiidoll ⭐️

◦ "being ceo!rafe's assistant" by @loverafey ⭐️

◦ "need you" by @fakebwitch ⭐️

◦ "older!rafe can’t always be mean to his delicate flower, can he?" by @rafey-baby ⭐️

◦ "loved you first" by @sincere1ystar

◦ "juno girl⋆₊˚⊹♡" by @moonlightrafe

◦ "panties to the side" by @anqelrafe ⭐️

◦ "fashion killa" by @starkeysbunny

◦ "what are friends for?" by @cherrygirlfriend ⭐️

◦ "in this together" by @lizziesangel

◦ "rafe x needy reader" by @artemisiasmuse ⭐️

◦ "crybaby" by @iiluvtaylorrussell

◦ "belly bulge ‧₊˚ ⋅ ﹒˃" by @issues4him ⭐️

◦ "TREAT ME ROUGH, TREAT ME REALLY NICELY!" by @blackdollette ⭐️

◦ "𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞" by @personapeters

◦ "AITA..." by @cremeful⭐️

◦ "─ FIRST TIME ♥︎" by @cherrygirlfriend⭐️

◦ "P୨୧RNSTAR" by @sangwookisser⭐️

◦ "sweet like sin" by @babyangeldex⭐️

drabbles:

◦ "rafe hates when you buy things without using his card" by @er1nne

◦ "juno" by @rafeyscurtainbangs

◦ "brothers best friend! rafe" by @stvolanis

◦ "love me." by @dolcekissy ⭐️

◦ "bestie boo." by @dolcekissy ⭐️

◦ "perv!manipulator!frat!rafe that's obsessed w topper's dumb gf" by @simpforboys

◦ "PUT A ROCK ON HER HAND!!" by @slvbun ⭐️

◦ "rafe loves your obsession with his hands" by @velvrei ⭐️

◦ "s1 rafe’s obsession with you calling him ‘ray’" by @lolitadrew ⭐️

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💌drew starkey:

series:

◦  "bsf's (or more) with drew starkey" by @gibson-g1rl 📱

drabbles:

◦ "juno girl⋆₊˚⊹♡" by @moonlightrafe

◦ "posting bf¡drew to ‘dandelion’" by @urcoolgf ⭐️

◦ "call her daddy’" by @urcoolgf ⭐️

[malavera]

Peaches: “Would you be so kind in lending a hand?” (18+) — Logan Howlett

summary: the friendly old man neighbor of yours is helping you with your wash day

warning: the setting of this one-shot is AU no correlation to Wolverine & Deadpool, SMUT! MDNI, fingering, female oral receiving, age gap (legal), no use of Y/N, the use of pet name peach, sir kink, squirting

wc: 3.5k (well it's a full shot not a drabble ehe)

creds: i forgot where the divider is from, creds to the creator!

dedicating this one to my favorite authors!

@velvrei @wolverinesleftclaw @stark-ironman @lovelybucky1 @cyber333angel @dollverine @joelsgoldrush

peaches masterlist

The day had finally come when you decided enough was enough. The laundry had been sitting there for three days, staring at you from the corner of your room like a silent accusation. Today was the day you would conquer it. Armed with your resolve, you hauled the overflowing basket to the laundry room. But as fate would have it, the universe had other plans.

The washing machine, that steadfast appliance you’d trusted for years, chose this very moment to betray you. The once familiar hum was replaced by a groan, a sputter, and then—nothing. You stared at it, disbelief turning to frustration as you realized the mountain of clothes in your arms was going nowhere. Your favorite pair of undies, buried somewhere in the pile, would have to wait.

You let out a long sigh, leaning back against the machine, its cool surface doing little to soothe your annoyance. Arms crossed, you dialed your father’s number, hoping for some semblance of a solution.

“Dad, the washing machine broke,” you said, half hoping he’d have a quick fix, half dreading his response.

There was a pause before he spoke, his voice calm, almost too calm. “Ask Logan for help, he’s pretty handy with stuff. I won’t be back until 8 PM tonight, buttercup.”

You nearly dropped the phone. Logan. Of course, it had to be him. The very thought of knocking on his door, asking him for help, sent a thrill of anxiety coursing through you. Why did it have to be him?

Logan Howlett—the man who occupied your thoughts far too often, the man who was the face of your wildest dreams. Just the mention of his name made your heart race. And now, you were supposed to ask him for help? The universe certainly had a twisted sense of humor.

You ended the call, staring at the washing machine like it was some cruel joke. The burnt toast theory, they called it. Sometimes, when things went wrong, it was the universe’s way of steering you toward something better. But as you stood there, contemplating the inevitable encounter with Logan, you couldn’t help but wonder if this was a blessing in disguise—or a test you weren’t sure you could pass.

Logan Howlett had been a fixture in your mind for five long months, ever since he moved into the neighborhood. It wasn’t just his rugged good looks or the way he carried himself with that effortless confidence; it was the way he seemed to have slipped so seamlessly into your life. Your dad, always quick to befriend a fellow drinker, had taken to him immediately. They were practically inseparable, sharing beers on the front porch, watching games in the living room, and even lingering over meals in the dining room.

And there you were, sneaking glances every time Logan was around, feeling that unmistakable flutter in your chest whenever he caught your eye.

Today, though, was different. Somehow, you found yourself standing on his porch, heart pounding as your fist hovered in mid-air. What were you thinking? Asking Logan for help—it felt too forward, too direct. But here you were, ignoring every ounce of self-doubt, raising your hand to knock on his door.

You barely had time to second-guess yourself before the door swung open. And there he was, the embodiment of everything that had been haunting your thoughts for months: tall, effortlessly sexy, his dark hair tousled just right. He was wearing a white shirt that clung to his broad chest and shoulders, tucked into denim jeans that fit him perfectly. You couldn’t help but notice how the summer sun cast a warm glow on his skin, making the moment feel almost surreal.

“Hey,” Logan’s voice broke through your reverie, casual yet deep enough to send a shiver down your spine. He squinted against the sunlight, his expression shifting into one of familiarity. “I was about to come over. Your dad called and asked me to check on something.”

You swallowed, trying to keep your voice steady as your mind raced. “Yeah, the washing machine broke. Dad said you could help… Would you be so kind in lending a hand?”

You could hear your own voice, slightly strained as you tried to strike the perfect balance. Not too high-pitched, not too low. Not too eager, not too aloof. But before you could overthink it any further, Logan flashed you a small smile, one that made your heart do a little flip.

“Yeah, sure, Peach.”

And there it was—that damn nickname that never failed to turn your insides into mush. It started innocently enough, the day your dad brought home a bag full of peaches and peach-flavored drinks. Logan had been there, chuckling at the sight, and ever since, he’d called you “Peach” with that easy, teasing tone. Now, every time he said it, you couldn’t help but melt a little, even if you tried to play it cool.

As you turned to lead him to your house through the backyard, you couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, this was the universe’s way of pushing you closer to the man who had taken up residence in your thoughts.

“It made a really loud noise and it was shaking really bad, the sound was a bit scary,” you admitted, your voice tinged with worry. “And also, can you check if my clothes are alright? Did it tear them off or something?”

Logan nodded thoughtfully, a low hum of consideration escaping him as he surveyed the situation. “Where did your dad put his tools?” he asked, his gaze already scanning the room.

“Oh, it’s right there,” you said, pointing towards the shelf against the wall. Determined to be helpful, you stood on your tippy toes, stretching to reach the toolbox. But before you could grasp it, Logan moved past you with ease, his hand already closing around the handle.

“Careful, Peach. It’s pretty heavy,” he murmured from behind you, his voice close enough to send a subtle shiver down your spine. His presence loomed over you as he reached up effortlessly, the scent of his cologne mingling with the warm summer air.

You stepped back, feeling a mix of flustered and grateful as he handled the heavy toolbox with ease, making you feel small and protected all at once.

“O-okay.” The stutter slipped out before you could stop it. Seriously? Get a grip, you scolded yourself internally. Trying to regain some composure, you quickly added, “I’m just—gonna… fix you something to drink.” You gestured awkwardly towards the kitchen, hoping to retreat before you embarrassed yourself further.

Logan nodded absentmindedly, his focus entirely on the washing machine that seemed to be on its last legs. He didn’t even glance your way, which was both a relief and a disappointment. You took a nervous step back, then another, finally turning and heading to the kitchen, hoping a moment away would help you steady your nerves.

Leaving his presence created an unfamiliar ache in your chest, a tug of reluctance you hadn’t anticipated. It was as if some part of you didn’t want to leave his side, didn’t want to be apart from the quiet strength that Logan exuded. The thought of retreating to the kitchen, of putting physical distance between you and him, felt wrong, almost unnatural.

You wanted to stay. You wanted to watch him work on the broken machine, to see those skilled hands in action, to listen to the steady, assured way he moved and spoke. But at the same time, you knew you couldn’t trust yourself around him. Not when your heart raced at every little interaction, not when just being near him made you feel so unsteady.

You didn’t have the confidence to be casual, to act like you weren’t hanging on his every word and gesture. And you certainly didn’t have the strength to face the feelings that threatened to overwhelm you every time you were close to him. So instead, you sought refuge in the kitchen, hoping the distance would help calm the storm inside you, even as it left you aching for more.

Twisting the faucet, you watched as the water streamed out, the steady flow almost hypnotic in its simplicity. The kitchen was quiet, the only sound the gentle rush of water hitting the sink. You leaned forward, letting the coolness soothe your heated skin, and splashed your face with the cold water, hoping it would bring some clarity to your muddled thoughts.

For a moment, the shock of the cold jolted you back to reality, away from the overwhelming thoughts of Logan that had been swirling in your mind. You closed your eyes, letting the droplets drip down your face, trying to steady your breathing and collect yourself. It was just a broken washing machine, just a neighbor doing a favor.

You swung open the fridge, your hand instinctively reaching for your favorite peach-flavored soda. The cool metal of the can felt reassuring against your palm as you pulled it from its place. With a satisfying hiss, you cracked it open, the sweet, fruity scent immediately filling the air.

Reaching for a tall glass, you filled it with ice, the cubes clinking softly as they settled. Then, you poured the bubbly soda over them, watching as the fizzy drink cascaded down, swirling and dancing around the ice. After inserting a straw into the glass, you carefully picked it up, the cool condensation forming on the outside of the glass. You took a deep breath, steadying yourself, and made your way back to where Logan was.

"Here you go," you announced, placing the glass on the nearby table. Logan turned his attention from the washing machine to you, his eyes briefly darting to the drink you’d set down. A smile curved on his lips, the warmth in his gaze making your heart skip a beat. “Thanks, Peach.”

“Ehe…” You offered a nervous smile in return, your cheeks heating up at the casual endearment. Trying to steady your fluttering nerves, you grabbed the straw and shoved it into your mouth with a little more force than intended. It was your way of silencing the awkwardness bubbling inside you, a desperate attempt to keep any embarrassing sounds from escaping.

“So, your dad’s going on a date later today, huh?” Logan’s voice was light, but he noticed the nervousness you were trying to mask. His intention was to ease the tension with casual conversation.

“Y-yeah, he’s working now, but that’s what I’ve heard,” you replied, nervously fiddling with the straw. You decided to sit on the edge of the table where Logan’s drink was, adjusting it carefully to avoid spills.

Logan glanced at you, then back at the washing machine, his smirk widening. “You okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” you responded, a bit defensively.

Logan chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with curiosity. “From what I’ve heard, you’ve never been too thrilled about him dating. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

You hesitated for a moment, the weight of Logan’s question pressing on you. Taking a deep breath, you decided to let your guard down. “Well, it’s just… I’ve always felt like I have to compete for his attention. It’s silly, I know, but it’s hard when you’re used to being the center of someone’s world.”

Logan’s expression softened, and he gave you an understanding nod. The moment of connection hung between you as Logan turned his attention back to the washing machine. He worked with focused precision, his hands moving deftly as he made the final adjustments. The clinks and whirs of the machine were soon replaced by a steady, rhythmic hum.

“There we go,” Logan said with a satisfied grin, stepping back to admire his handiwork. The washing machine was back in action, its gentle whirl now a reassuring sound.

You let out a relieved sigh, watching the machine function smoothly. “Thank you so much, Mister Howlett. I really appreciate it.” you said, your gratitude sincere as you adjusted from your sitting position to stand up. You set down your now-empty glass on the table, the slight clink of the glass breaking the brief silence.

Hearing you address him as "Mister Howlett" sparked something within Logan—an unfamiliar, yet undeniable feeling. It was a sentiment he had been trying to avoid, one that stirred within him despite his best efforts to keep his distance. The formal address seemed to intensify the feelings he had been wrestling with, making them more pronounced.

You're not the only one who has a crush, he does too.

From the moment Logan had closed the trunk of his truck while moving into the neighborhood, you had been on his mind. He remembered the day vividly—watching you step out of your car in a beautiful white sundress that hugged your upper body and flowed gracefully. The way the dress accentuated your figure, combined with the ease of your movements, had captured his attention in a way he hadn’t anticipated. As you came knocking on his door with your dad beside you to welcome him into the neighborhood, those peach-flavored pie you brought had been lingering in his mind ever since. He wondered if you smell as good as that pie where he devoured in one full bite that night. And here you are, wearing the same white sundress that's gotten him obsessed with.

As Logan took a step forward, you instinctively stepped back, forgetting about the table behind you. Your hips brushed against it gently, causing a small jolt. Logan had intended to reach for the glass of your beverage, but his proximity brought him uncomfortably close.

With a casual yet deliberate movement, Logan took the glass from behind you, his body nearly brushing against yours. He lifted the glass in front of you, tilting his head slightly with a smirk. “Thanks, Peach,” he said, his voice low and warm.

Without breaking eye contact, he chugged down the drink, his gaze locked onto yours. The act was both confident and intimate, making the moment feel charged with unspoken tension. The shared space between you seemed to crackle with a newfound energy as you both stood there, the air thick with the lingering effects of the brief but intense connection.

You cleared your throat, feeling a flush of heat spread across your cheeks as you managed to wiggle your way out from the proximity of Logan. You made your way toward the washing machine, watching it work through the glass as your laundry tumbled inside.

“Tell me, Peach,” Logan’s voice came from behind, smooth and deliberate. “Is your taste as good as this peach soda?”

Your breath hitched, and your mind raced. Am I hearing this right? Is this a dream? You thought, trying to process his words. Despite the possibility of it being a dream, you couldn't bring yourself to face him. Instead, you leaned against the washing machine, the rhythmic vibrations grounding you.

“Um—W-what do you mean, s-sir?” you managed to stammer, your voice barely more than a whisper.

You could feel Logan’s presence closing in behind you, the air growing warmer and thicker as he approached. The vibrations from the washing machine seemed to pulse more intensely against your torso, amplifying the sensation of his proximity. Each step he took made your heartbeat quicken, your senses acutely aware of the space between you shrinking.

Logan’s shadow fell over you, and you could almost feel the heat radiating from his body. His breath, though not yet touching your skin, was close enough that you could sense its warmth. 

“You wanna know what ‘m thinking, Peach?” He mumbles behind your ear. You wished he didn’t hear your shuddered breath and the swallowed saliva down your throat from the way he makes you nervous.

“I don’t think so, Mister Howlett.” you managed to reply, your voice trembling slightly as you tried to maintain your composure.

“Naw, why? Afraid you might like it?” You could feel the smirk slowly forming in his face.

“I-”

“I’m thinking of bending you against this washing machine, lift up your very short sundress and get on my knees. Slowly taking my time smelling that scent… of arousal from your pussy, where I know, she’s dying to be touched, to be fingered, to be fucked, by me.” You gasp once you feel the bulge from his rough jeans, teasingly grinding against your ass earning a chuckle from him as he continues,

“Oh yes I know, Peach. I know how much you want to feel this cock inside you. Should’ve known better to close your blinds at night when your delicate… fingers desperately trying to reach that high, because I’m always watching you, Peach. Even though you’re such a pain in the ass with that, Peach flavored pie, and that fucking beautiful smile. I wanna turn those smiles into tears… Tears of pleasure from me, fucking this cunt.” You gasped loudly as Logan roughly thrust his bulge against your ass, hitting you against the washing machine.

“L-Logan,” you stammered, your voice trembling with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

“Call me, Sir,” Logan’s tone was laced with full authority, each word deliberate and commanding. You choked back a swallow before you corrected yourself.

"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about." You stood on your ground.

"Yeah? Let me remind you how it feels then, this time, with me." Logan grunted in your ears before you felt a rush of cold air blowing against your damped panties resulted from Logan lifting your skirt up. You whimpered once you feel his fingers grazing against your soaking wet cunt, earning a mocking tut from Logan.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Your cunt says otherwise, Peach." He rubs you through the panties before ripping them off of you, the sound piercing through the room.

Logan crouched on his knees, proving his promise to you the one where he'd like to take his time smelling you from down your legs up to your thighs, dragging his warm tongue on your delicate skin upwards earning a moan from you. Logan hummed once he connected his lips to your glistening pussy lips, his tongue swirling and lapping your gushing juices.

You feel like god had just granted you your wishes into doing this sinful things. You finally can experience the feeling of his tongue against your throbbing cunt that keeps on gushing. Logan moaned, while he laps your juices up like a dog. "You taste just as I imagined, peach-flavored cunt." He murmured against your pussy.

A rosy hue crept across your cheeks hearing his statement. "Come on, Peach. Gimme more." Logan breathed out, his two hands that were gripping your thighs pushed and lifted you upward attempting you to bend over more over the top of the washing machine. Spreading your legs wide, you moaned out loud once you feel his tongue crazily lap your pussy like a dog in thirst.

"S-sir.." You squeaked, feeling yourself close.

"Hmm, yeah, give it to me, Peach." Logan grunted, burying his face even more.

"Ngh, I'm gonna-" Before you could finish that sentence, you froze as you heard your dad's voice calls out to you.

"Buttercup! I'm home, have you managed with the laundry yet?" He hollers from the other room. You gasped while Logan didn't even budge, he kept resuming his action.

"Y-yes, Dad! Everything's good now!" You holler back, holding yourself back from moaning.

"Do you need any help, darling?" You heard the sound of footstep, your eyes widened and hurriedly answer, "No- No, Dad! Everything's good, I'll be coming in a second." Logan smirked.

"Okay darling, I'm gonna get some rest." Your dad holler back as his footsteps fading away. You sighed in relief before you gasped when you feel Logan entering two fingers inside your cunt.

"What a naughty little girl, she needs to make herself cum before she gets back to being the dotting daughter huh?" You whimper to his words.

"Please, sir. Don't stop, it feels so good.."

"Yeah? Wait till you feel my cock." Logan vowed. He curled his fingers inside you, effortlessly flicking your g-spot before he stood back up on his feet, leaning against your back. He gently guide you to stand on your feet even though it's impossible for you as you're still in daze from his fingers still working their magic.

Logan whispered all kinds of filthy things in your head to get you to reach your high. "Is this just like what you imagined, peach?" — "Feels so good yeah?" — "Yes it does. Are you gonna cum for me?" — "Yeah come on, almost there, I know," — "Make a mess on my fingers, baby."

As you choked a loud moan, Logan's other hand went to silenced you while you came gushing down on his fingers. Your whole body shook while Logan holds you in place as you're coming down your high.

"There you go, good girl." You panted once you've gained your strength to stand on your own, you turned around and to find him smirking, a notable wet droplet covered some parts of his jeans as you now just learned, that you squirted on him a little.

He brought his fingers up to his mouth, his gaze never leaving yours as he tasted what's remained of you on his fingers.

"Hmm, taste just like a peach."

let me know if you want me to start the journey for Logan & Peach 😉

[velvrei]

thinking about tyler owens missing you so much he jerks off to a polaroid of you.

there he was, sat in the drivers seat of his truck, hand around his cock as he pumped it, starting out slow and gaining speed. he just missed you so goddamn much, he couldn’t help himself.

he pulled out the picture of you from his wallet, it was you, sat on his truck, wearing his cowboy hat and your own skimpy jean shorts and your cowgirl boots, wearing one of his shirts.

you wearing his clothing drove him insane. he smiled as his head fell back, admiring the picture so much as he stroked his cock. he moaned to himself, you were the only one who was ever able to make him sound like a little bitch.

his hips bucked his hips into his hand, smiling as he did so, pretending his hand was yours, and imagining you sitting in front of the seat, looking up at him with those eyes he loved and adored.

whenever you batted your eyelashes at him, he was gone. he imagined it, then glanced at the picture, panting and moaning one last time, before his seed gushing on the steering wheel, and the tiny little tan picture of you.

[velvrei]

requests are open for the night! only taking drabble requests for

- axel kovacevic (ck)

- miguel diaz (ck)

- robby keene (ck)

- hawk/eli moskowitz (ck)

- older johnny lawrence (ck)

- older daniel larusso (ck)

- chad meeks martin (scream 5&6)

- jay simmons (heart eyes)

[velvrei]

happy birthday miss icon!! 🫶🏽

thank you so much!! <33

[velvrei]

cobra kai drabble masterlist

note: all works here written by velvrel, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either

❦ (red) = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff, ⚘ = sad, blue = sibling

miguel diaz

mr miyagi’s grandniece getting to know miguel ✿

miguel being a devoted pussy eater ❦

filthy makeout session with miguel ❦

cute blind (flirty) date with miguel ✿

him re-falling in love with you as you hold baby laura ✿

training session with miguel but things get hot ❦

praise kink with soft dom miguel ❦

miguel talking you through it over the phone ❦

jealous miguel 😍😍😍 ☼

celebrating with miguel after his sekai takai win

miguel hawk threesome ☼

part 2 ^ ❦

miguel with oral fixation gf ❦

miguel hawk threesome 2 ☼

celebrating with him after his 2v1 ☼

your nipples are pierced and miguel loves them ❦

you and miguel get intimate in barcelona ❦

demetri alexopoulos

flirty tutoring session with demetri ☼

hawk (eli) moskowitz

hawk & robby teasing their shared girlfriend ☼

first time with eli (pre hawk) ❦

robby finds out his twin is with hawk ✿

hawk always flirts with you and you finally flirt back ☼

hawk miguel threesome ☼

part 2 ^ ❦

hawk miguel threesome 2 ❦

sex with soft dom eli ❦

your on your period and hawk comforts you ✿

you are hawk’s “only exception”✿

robby keene

celebrating with robby after your tournament win ❦

with soft dom robby ❦

friends in public lovers in private ❦

robby & hawk teasing their shared girlfriend ☼

robby & axel love triangle ☼ ✿

does he like you or not angst ⚘

possessive robby fucks you hard ❦

robby gets jealous and makes sure you’re his ❦

robby LOVES eating you out ❦

robby teasing you at a party ☼

robby dating his complete opposite ✿

flirty meet cute with robby at the waterpark ✿

robby with a oral fixation gf ❦

filthy back shots from robby ❦

your voice is deep but your moans are high & robby loves it ❦

robby fingering you, you almost get caught, he keeps going ❦

robby talks u through ur first time ❦

robby using a vibrator with a remote on you and daniel walks in ❦

shower sex with robby ❦

robby loves your piercings ☼

robby finds out you have nipple & clit piercings ❦

back shots with robby ❦

you’re extremely sensitive and robby loves it ❦

robby with girlfriend who has trauma ⚘

older brother! robby learning about your sa ⚘

part 2 ^ where robby beats him up ⚘

robby with cute quirky gf ✿

older brother! robby is protective over kenny asking you out ✿

you’re a brat and robby takes care of your attitude ❦

older brother robby accidentally puts kenny over you and it ends in fluff ⚘

robby loves when your nails run on his back during sex ❦

robby loves laying on your bigger sized chest ✿

part 2 ^^ ✿

you love it when robby throws you around during sex ❦

you love getting head from robby ❦

you wear lacy black lingerie just for robby ❦

robby smacks your butt everytime your back is turned ☼

robby uses nipple clamps on you ❦

rough car sex with robby ❦

axel kovacevic

cozy christmas date with axel ✿

axel roots for you even tho you’re new to karate ✿

you see axel’s softer side after his training session ✿

you meet him at a bar & hit it off ;) ☼ ✿

axel & robby love triangle ☼ ✿

him being supportive no matter what team you’re on ✿

you come from miyagi-do & switch to iron dragons ✿

the possessive side of axel ❦

he eats you out & speaks another language ❦

axel gets jealous when u flirt with miguel ❦

sensei wolf

sensei wolf “recruiting” (flirting with) you ☼ ✿

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[velvrei]

logan howlett drabble masterlist

note: all works here written by velvrei, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either.

❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff

meeting logan hc’s ☼

logan howlett nsfw headcannons ❦ ☼

logan fucking you in his shirt ❦

riding logan’s face ❦

cocky! logan mocking you cause he fucks too good ❦

more mean and cocky logan ❦

logan punishing you for not listening ❦

giving head to sub!logan ❦

soft to rough fucking with logan ❦

logan taking your virginity ❦

enemies to lovers with logan ❦

logan being possessive at a bar ☼

logan eats you out cause you’re stressed ❦

mommy issues!logan sucking your tits ❦

bailing logan out of jail (please please please mv) ✿

logan consensually chokes you ❦

anything you do turns logan on ❦

early morning riding with logan ❦

69ing with logan ❦

logan makes you cry by degrading you and feels horrible ✿ ❦

car sex with logan ❦

logan falling for tony starks daughter ❦

make up sex with logan ❦

logan with a cat obsessed gf ✿

logan making you squirt for the first time ❦

logan’s reaction to lingerie ❦

logan masturbating to your scent ❦

mirror sex with logan ❦

logan secretly loving your sweet gestures ✿ ☼

logan comforting inexperienced gf ✿

you love sucking logan’s dick ❦

introducing wade and logan to chappell roan ✿

logan face fucks you after long day ❦

logan guiding you through your first blow job ❦

cockwarming with logan ❦

you kill guys by crushing them with your thighs and logan feels a certain way about it ☼

logan with adhd gf ✿

logan with mute gf ✿

sub!logan with strong gf ❦

showering with logan ❦

pain kink with logan ❦

jealous!teacher!logan fucking you after frat boys made flirty comments about you ❦

[velvrei]

rafe cameron drabble masterlist

note: all works here written by velvrei, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either.

❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff

tying up sub!rafe ❦

you ride his thigh ❦

you love rafe’s hands ☼

rafe fucking topper’s gf ❦

rafe LOVES eating you out ❦

[velvrei]

art donaldson drabble masterlist

note: all works here written by velvrei, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either.

❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff

sub!art fucking your tits ❦

riding art’s face ❦

art dom & sub nsfw headcannons ❦

angry sex after he looses his match (slight breeding kink) ❦

[velvrei]

tyler owens drabble masterlist !

note: all works here written by velvrei, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either.

❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff

tyler jerking off to a polaroid of you ❦

tyler eating you out ❦

making a sex tape with tyler ❦

riding tyler’s thigh ❦

tyler fucking your face ❦

[velvrei]

colt seavers drabble masterlist! ;)

note: all works here written by velvrei, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either.

❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff

thigh riding w/ colt ❦

colt talking you through it ❦

dom!colt eating you out ❦

hair pulling with dom & sub colt ❦

colt taking your v card ❦

[velvrei]

eddie munson drabble masterlist! ;)

note: all works here written by velvrei, do not take my work and post on third party apps or translate it either.

❦ = smut, ☼ = suggestive, ✿ = fluff

sub! eddie crying during sex ❦

making sub!eddie fck your hand ❦

[velvrei]

velvrei’s masterlist

- i do not give permission for my work to be posted elsewhere.

drabbles !

⋆·˚ ༘ * logan howlett !

⋆·˚ ༘ * rafe cameron !

⋆·˚ ༘ * cobra kai characters !

⋆·˚ ༘ * tyler owens !

⋆·˚ ༘ * art donaldson !

⋆·˚ ༘ * colt seavers !

⋆·˚ ༘ * mike schmidt !

⋆·˚ ༘ * chad meeks martin !

⋆·˚ ༘ * xavier thorpe !

⋆·˚ ༘ * eddie munson !

single drabbles !

rob rausch smut 1

rob rausch smut 2

connor newsum (love island s6) smut

jesse swanson 1

jesse swanson 2 (makeout)

cooper adams (trap movie) smut

full works !

logan howlett !

⋆·˚ ༘ * tell me more ̗̀➛ 8k words, smut

you and logan HATE each other. you are stuck in the void for a few days, and when you get out, it’s too late to go anywhere so you stay at wade’s place with logan. in the spare bedroom. with one bed.

⋆·˚ ༘ * mission aftercare ̗̀➛ 1k words, smut

on the way home from a mission you decide to tease logan while he’s driving. he’s not having it and fucks you in the backseat to teach you a lesson.

⋆·˚ ༘ * the other stark ̗̀➛ 5k words, smut

logan finally meets you, tony starks daughter at an avengers gala. as much as he thinks you are a stuck up brat who has everything handed to her, he couldn’t wait to have his hands on you.

⋆·˚ ༘ * please me ̗̀➛ 4k words, smut

logan meets you, who is very strong, and has the power to control people if she has enough energy. you control him for the first time and it brings out a subby side in him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * teacher’s pet ̗̀➛ 1k words, smut

you’re logan’s teacher assistant and some frat boys make comments about how young & gorgeous you are. logan doesn’t like that and takes matter to his own hands to make sure you’re his.

rafe cameron !

⋆·˚ ༘ * bad idea ̗̀➛ 2k words, smut

you have a friends in public, lovers in private type relationship with rafe and the sex is to die for

⋆·˚ ༘ * no more secrets ̗̀➛ 12k words, smut

you and rafe cameron have always been enemies, constantly throwing sharp insults and making it clear to everyone that you can’t stand each other. but when a summer trip with your friends forces you to share a bed, everything starts to shift.

hansumfella !

⋆·˚ ༘ * not so nonchalant (part 1) ̗̀➛ 1k words, fluff

fella is asked who his celebrity crush is. turns out it’s you. the clip from his stream goes viral to the point where you see it, and you reach out to him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * not so nonchalant part 2 here

mike schmidt ! (josh hutcherson)

⋆·˚ ༘ * devotion ̗̀➛ 1k words, filthy smut

reader is abby’s baby sitter and has had a crush on mike sense she started the job. one morning while abby is asleep she finally makes a move and seduces him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * jokes aren’t funny ̗̀➛ 1k words, fluff + angst

mike and reader get into fight & are on the verge of a breakup, abby stops them & makes them happy again.

⋆·˚ ༘ * icebreaker ̗̀➛ 1k words, suggestive/no smut

mike has been wondering what kind of books his lovely girlfriend has been reading. one day he looks for himself and is surprised. not only by what you’re reading, but how badly he wants to try all of it.

chad meeks martin !

⋆·˚ ༘ * my cowboy ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, filthy smut

multiple girls are flirting with chad at the halloween costume party and chad is too naive to notice & flirts back. reader punishes him for it. (includes use of handcuffs & blindfolds)

⋆·˚ ༘ * watch and learn ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, filthy smut

reader walks in on chad getting himself off and decides to help out. only with her words.

⋆·˚ ༘ * shot for shot ̗̀➛ 1k+ words, suggestive flirting

meeting chad at another infamous college frat party, and things get flirtatious fast.

ajax petropolus !

⋆·˚ ༘ * nsfw headcannons : ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, smut

mini blurbs with everybody’s favorite gorgon, details with how filthy he really is

axel kovacevic !

⋆·˚ ༘ * passion under pressure : ̗̀➛ 3k+ words, makeout

after a tough day at the sekai takai, a night out in barcelona leads to unexpected sparks with axel, a rival dojo captain. when he defends you from an intrusive kwon, tension turns into passion, blurring the lines between rivalry and desire.

⋆·˚ ༘ * sparks on the mat : ̗̀➛ -1k words

it’s your first sekai takai and you’re forced to fight axel.

⋆·˚ ༘ * quiet moments : ̗̀➛ -1k words

after training at the dojo, a quiet moment with axel turns intimate as playful teasing, reveals his softer, affectionate side.

⋆·˚ ༘ * under the flickering light : ̗̀➛ -1k words

you meet axel at a crowded bar, drawn to his magnetic presence. a quiet moment in the alleyway leads to an unexpected kiss, turning a cold night into something unforgettable.

robby keene !

⋆·˚ ༘ * ruin me : ̗̀➛ 11k+ words, smut

the top fighters of the cobra kai dojo are rivals until a party at kyler’s changes everything.

⋆·˚ ༘ * challenge excepted : ̗̀➛ 3k+ words, smut

robby and the reader go to prom and later to kyler’s after party, what happens when robby misbehaves and annoys the reader?

⋆·˚ ༘ * trip to paris : ̗̀➛ 10k+ words, smut, 3some

reader and her friends go to east valley college, where the parties have an amazing reputation and hawk and robby think it’s the best time to make their move, together.

- drabble : giving sub!robby a hand job after you win against him during a sparring sesh

hawk/eli moskowtiz !

⋆·˚ ༘ * caught : ̗̀➛ 2k+ words, smut

you catch hawk in an interesting position and decide to help him out

⋆·˚ ༘ * trip to paris : ̗̀➛ 10k+ words, smut, 3some

reader and her friends go to east valley college, where the parties have an amazing reputation and hawk and robby think it’s the best time to make their move, together.

one hit wonders !

⋆·˚ ༘ * breaking and entering ➛ art donaldson (challengers) smut

you and art decide to try out ghostface roleplay, except you’re ghostface and he’s submissive.

⋆·˚ ༘ * get to work : ̗̀➛ barry (outer banks, obx), smut

rafe gets grounded but is in need of his supply, so he sends y/n to get his stuff for him.

⋆·˚ ༘ * benefits : ̗̀➛ jay (descendants), smut

jay & the reader are friends with benefits but one day after tourney it feels different