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Working on a John B fanficccccc :PP

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I will never forgive the pogues for how they treated JJ

I hope it haunts them for the rest of their lives

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it’s so cute how tumblr accounts all have their own vibe and u can express ur self <3 like everyone’s is so different i love it

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I wanna write a OBX fic!! Who should I write about?? :(

Comment for someone else!

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please write a NSFW with Charlie Cisne, I love this man! Mature sex, slow, seductive and full of intense touches and looks.

Blue Lights, Red Nights

summary: fem!reader x Charlie Swan, spending the night with him

A/N: This is one of my shorter pieces but I worked on it for a while!! I hope u like it :) warnings: smut (No plot), kissing, oral (f receiving!!) word count: 552

Charlie’s fingers traced a slow, deliberate path down your spine, stopping just above the curve of your hip. His breath was warm against the back of your neck, sending shivers through your body. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, sending a ripple of desire through you.

You turned your head slightly, your eyes meeting his in the dim light of the room. His gaze was intense, unyielding, and it made your heart race. “Charlie,” you whispered, your voice trembling.

He didn’t respond with words. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing against your shoulder, his tongue flicking out to tease your skin. You gasped, your back arching instinctively as he trailed kisses down your spine, his hands moving to your hips, holding you steady.

His lips found the small of your back, and he lingered there, his tongue tracing lazy circles against your skin. You moaned, your fingers gripping the sheets as he continued his exploration, his touch unhurried, deliberate. Every stroke of his tongue sent waves of pleasure through your body, every kiss a promise of more to come.

He moved lower, his hands sliding down your thighs, parting them gently. You felt his breath against your skin, warm and teasing, and you shivered in anticipation. “Charlie,” you breathed, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Let me take care of you,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. And then his tongue was on you, slow and deliberate, exploring every inch of you with a hunger that made you gasp. His hands gripped your thighs, holding you still as he devoured you, his tongue flicking against you with a rhythm that made you moan.

“Christ, you’re so wet,” he groaned, his voice muffled against you. His hands slid up to grip your hips, pulling you closer as his tongue worked you with a precision that made your head spin. You could feel the heat building again, coiling tight in your core, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer.

“Charlie, I’m going to—” you started, your voice breaking, but he didn’t let you finish. His tongue flicked faster, harder, and you came apart with a cry, your body shuddering as he held you there, drawing every last bit of pleasure from you until you were gasping for air.

When he finally pulled away, you were trembling, your legs weak, your mind hazy with pleasure. He crawled up your body, his lips finding yours in a kiss that was slow, deep, and full of something you couldn’t quite name. Gratitude? Awe? Whatever it was, it made your heart ache.

“You’re incredible,” he murmured against your lips, his voice rough with emotion. His hands cradled your face, his thumbs brushing over your cheeks as he looked into your eyes. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

You could feel the weight of his gaze, the intensity of his words, and it made your chest tighten. “I could ask you the same thing,” you whispered, your voice shaky. He made you feel things you hadn’t felt in years—desired, cherished, seen.

Charlie’s mouth curved into a slow, satisfied smile, and he leaned in to kiss you again, this time softer, sweeter. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark, his voice low. “I’m not done with you yet.”

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this picture is driving me insane

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Good evening, I loved your blog!!! Sorry if my English is strange, it's not my first language. I would like to request a request, from a fem or neutral reader, with Edward Cullen<3 The Reader arrives in Forks to live with his mother, as he is old enough to study and delve deeper into his inherited mystical and sensitive talents. Edward realizes that he can't read his mind, and also the slight influence that y/n has on events in the weather, and on people's decisions. Note: In the future he discovers that he just can't read your mind, because of a protective necklace he wears, but y/n takes it off, so he can read your thoughts, and see how much the interest and passion is reciprocal. The reader's thoughts are visual styles. (Please let the reader be stylish❤️) Kisses, I hope I'm not bothering you!!! :)

Unseen Heartbeats⋆˚࿔

summary: gn!reader x Edward Cullen, he want's to read their mind

A/N: I tried really hard on this so I hope you like it!! plz send more reqs I love writing!! warnings: none!! word count: 1,141

Arrival in Forks. The rain hit the windshield in steady, rhythmic taps as you pulled into the small, mist-covered town of Forks. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine trees, and the clouds hung heavy above, creating an atmosphere that felt as if it belonged to another world. It had been years since you last visited your mother, but now, at 18, you were finally old enough to study on your own terms—and to embrace something far deeper than you ever had before: your inherited gifts.

Your mother’s voice had come over the phone when she invited you to live with her. There was an excitement in her tone, a hope that this change would mark the beginning of something new. But there was more to it than that—something you couldn’t quite explain, yet something you could feel.

You were different. Your talents weren’t just the product of a curious mind; they were woven into the very fabric of your being. Mystical, sensitive abilities ran through your veins. You could sway the weather with just a thought, influence the smallest of events—nothing too grand, nothing too noticeable… yet. And Forks, with its strange ambiance and mist-shrouded forests, felt like the perfect place to delve deeper into your studies. Little did you know, Forks harbored a secret of its own—and one that would soon intertwine with your own.

Edward Cullen had always been able to read minds. It was one of the many quirks of his vampiric existence, a gift that often made things easier—understanding people’s intentions, their desires, their thoughts. But when you arrived in Forks, something about you stirred in ways that made him uneasy, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on why.

He watched you from across the room in your first class together at Forks High School. You were stylish in an effortless way, dressed in a flowy jacket with subtle silver accents that caught the light as you moved. Your dark hair cascaded around your shoulders in soft waves, a natural contrast to your sharp yet elegant choices in attire. You didn’t look like you were from Forks. No one did—but you seemed to stand apart even more. Your eyes, dark and perceptive, held a depth that hinted at secrets, things beyond the ordinary.

As you sat down, Edward immediately tried to focus on your mind—something he’d done countless times without a second thought. But there was… nothing. A blankness. A quiet void that he couldn’t pierce. He narrowed his eyes, confused. How could this be?

You met his gaze once, your lips curving slightly as you wondered why this strange man was looking your way—yet, there was something you were causing, something beyond his understanding. The air around you seemed to shift. The light from the window dimmed slightly, and the temperature dropped by a fraction, just enough for the others to notice the change. Your presence was undeniable.

“Is something wrong?” you asked, your voice light, but with a hint of confusion, as though you wondered what was on his mind.

He snapped out of his focus and gave you a tight smile. “Nothing at all.”

But deep down, the truth was much more complicated than that.

Over the next few weeks, Edward’s curiosity grew. He tried every trick in the book—focusing on your emotions, your body language, anything to get a sense of your thoughts. But no matter how hard he tried, you remained an enigma. Not even the smallest flicker of thought seemed to surface. In a town like Forks, where people were so easy to read, it was unnatural to find someone who resisted.

The more he watched you, the more fascinated he became. You were always so controlled, so self-assured. But there was something else—something far more intriguing. He began to notice subtle changes in the weather around you. On days when you seemed particularly deep in thought, the sky would cloud over, and the temperature would drop, as if the very world reacted to your mood. It was as though you could command the elements without even trying.

One evening, after school had ended and everyone was heading home, Edward finally found the courage to approach you. The forest was quiet, the only sound being the rustling of leaves. You were standing by the edge of the woods, seemingly lost in thought as you gazed at the horizon.

“You’re not like the others,” he said softly, not quite a question, but more of a statement.

You turned to face him, your expression unreadable. “What are you saying?”

He hesitated, searching for words. “I can’t figure you out.”

Your brow furrowed at his words. “I’m sorry?”

“You... you aren’t like the other people here.”

You scoffed lightly, raising an eyebrow at the strange man in front of you. “Yeah? Maybe I’m different.”

As you spoke, the clouds began to lighten around you, catching his attention. His eyes darkened slightly, though he tried to mask it.

It wasn’t long before you grew closer to Edward. He was a really helpful study partner (probably because he’d been repeating high school for decades).

It was only a matter of time before you started to figure out what he was exactly.

You weren’t naive, and your curiosity pushed you to question him often until he finally came clean.

In the woods with him, his skin shone like diamonds, each tiny fragment a million sparkling lights that danced across his body. It was beautiful.

“A vampire,” you said, almost to yourself. “Right in front of me.”

Edward’s voice was calm, yet there was an undercurrent of something deeper as he spoke. “I could never read you. That’s why I needed to get close to you—to figure out what you truly are.”

Your eyes flickered down to the necklace around your neck. You knew why he couldn’t read you. Slowly, you undid the clasps of the beautiful ruby-red pendant, letting it fall into your hands before looking up at him.

He stared back, his golden eyes filled with curiosity and understanding. His mind was finally open to you, reading every inch of your thoughts, every secret, every flicker of emotion. It was as if you were one of his favorite books, and now, he could flip through the pages, reading each one in vivid detail.

You held the pendant loosely in your palm, watching as his gaze softened, feeling the weight of the truth settle between you both. The air around you seemed to hum with the newfound connection, the energy shifting in a way neither of you had expected.

He walked up to you, his skin still sparkling in the sunlight, gently cupping his hand in yours. He glanced down at the pendant for a moment before looking you in the eyes, and in that moment, you knew—you weren’t so alone after all.

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Guys I need more fics 2 readdd plzzzuhhh give me more stuff 2 read💔💔

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Boy In Love

Summary: Somehow you had turned Outer Banks' player boy into a boy in love

A/n: Happy Valentines Day everyone! 💕

JJ Maybank was never one to ever fall in love. He believed that one night stands with tourons and occasional hookups with other pogues on the island were the furthest he'd get when it came to intimacy.

He never did walks on the beach or dressed up nice for dates, not like he took girls on any dates. He was a simple man. Sex with no feelings attached was the best way to go. He was content with this lifestyle...until he met you.

It started with eyeing you at one of the bonfires and walking up with his charming smile and flirty remarks. But you were unaffected. You were friendly but you politely brushed him off. His smile fell as you walked away with your friends. Had he lost his touch? No, the girl he did end up going home with proved that to be wrong.

He'd see you every so often at bonfires or keggers and each time he'd become more and more hooked. You got him so good, in fact, that he hadn't even looked at let alone talked to any other girl besides you. You had him wrapped tightly around your finger and you haven't even given him a chance yet.

When you finally did give him a chance, you had him on his knees both physically and figuratively. He's never been so pussy whipped for a girl before. All of the times he teased John B for being so down bad for Sarah, he finally understood it. It was his turn to drop anything and everything for his girl.

Shit, here he is standing outside your front door with flowers- that he plucked from someone's front yard- dressed his best (a white t shirt and jeans). He's never celebrated Valentine's Day before with anyone so he was a bit nervous. When you opened the door, he prayed to whatever higher being that existed to have mercy on him . He wasn't sure how long he'd survive this date without crumbling.

JJ wasn't the type to do anything super fancy, besides, he was too broke for that. He wanted to have fun on dates, not sit in a quiet restaurant wearing uncomfortable dress pants and a shirt that he didn't even own. Luckily for him, the annual Kildare County Fair was open so he decided to take you there. The two of you shared cotton candy, played games, and even took some cute pics in the photo booth.

When it was time for you to go back home, JJ didn't want to leave your side. He had so much fun that day and he didn't want it to end. When you kissed him goodbye, his knees buckled. And that's when he knew, you got him feeling like a boy in love.

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ARF ARF ARF MEEEEEOOOOOOWWWWW AWOOGGAAAA GNAWING AT THE IRON BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE I NEEEEEDDDD HIMMMMUHHHHH🤤🤤

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GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK GAWK

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Raw, next question

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📞 I like to pretend I took these.

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I can't take the winter anymore I'm not gonna survive 💔

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Me with OBX 💔

Creds -harajukubarbie9 on tiktok

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Does anyone wanna be mutuals?? I need Tumblr friends :(