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"Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me."

With Rick grimes 🧎🏼‍♀️ congrats on 1k lovely!

˚୨��⋆｡ — title; look at me (rick grimes x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; "Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me." — from "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; established relationship, smut—oral (f receiving) minors do not interact!!!, allusions to sex, that’s it tho i think (455 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; thank you olive!!

— celebrate 1k with me?

Rick was settled between yours legs, both hands keeping your legs spread. 

he nipped at the inside of your right thigh, causing a whine to fall from your lips before he dove in again. 

his chin was already slick from the previous two orgasms he’d pulled from you, this would be the third and you knew he wouldn’t give up until you were thoroughly satisfied and sated. 

“Rick—“

you whined, fisting his curls as his tongue swirled around your clit. 

his eyes stayed focused on your face as you writhed in pleasure, your back was arched off the bed and your hips rocked towards him. 

you were watching him through hooded eyes, his tongue lapping up your slick before he groaned into your cunt. 

“please..”

you moaned out to him, one of his hands lifting from your thighs to push a finger into you. 

your fingers fisted tighter in his hair, your head falling back onto the pillows while you moaned. 

he crooked his finger, grumbling against your core. 

“look at me”

he added a second finger, crooking both fingers to hit that one spot that had you moaning breathlessly. 

you lifted your head, which felt too heavy to hold up. looking at him through hooded eyes, he smirked up at you as he flicked his tongue against your clit again. 

the pleasure thrumming through your body had heat filling you, the coil beginning to tighten in your belly. 

your legs tightened around his head, your eyes squeezing shut at the pleasure before he stopped. 

“don’t close your eyes, baby. look at me."

he told against your cunt, sucking on your clit until you met his eyes again. he smirked, letting go of it as he began to move his fingers again. 

he held your gaze, making sure you watched him as he brought you over the edge. 

you watched through hooded eyes, struggling to keep your gaze on him but forcing your eyes to stay on him as your walls fluttered around his fingers. 

“Rick i’m there—“

you mewled, hips lifting off of the bed but he followed after you. continuing to flick his tongue against your clit and crook his fingers—once, twice, three more times until you toppled over the edge. 

he smirked into your core, lapping up your release as he pulled his fingers out of you. he groaned at the taste of you, pressing a kiss to your inner thighs before kissing up your body to your lips. 

you moaned tasting yourself on his tongue before he whispered against your lips. 

“always taste so good”

he kissed you again, nipping at your bottom lip while his hands pulled your legs around his hips. 

“but i’m not done with you yet”

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rah guys, the chokehold chibs has on me😫 but this eats, go show love !!

thinking about chips telford refer to himself as old man during sex.. 18+

fem!reader, mdni. cw. implied age gap. 'old man' in the dirty, dilfy way, not club way

the position he’s got you in is simple, quite comfortable really: laid flat on your stomach, side of your face resting in tightly crossed arms. a scrunched pillow sits under your stomach, acting as a prop of elevation for chibs.

he cages over you from behind, arms bent beside yours, lips ghosting the shell of your ear from the closeness. his slow and laboured rhythmic breathing matches the pace of his leisure fucking — the focus on depth and feel rather than the speed. every small, half wind of his hips produces the faintest of exhales from you both, your blissed sounds merging and muffling. 

every slight bump of his cock into your cunt moves you, the pair of you fluid in motion, moving like tiny waves against the bed. your ankles cross and lift as your knees bend, another point of elevation tightening your pussy’s hold on chibs.

“aye, wee lassie,” he murmurs at the new feel, muttering into the patch of skin behind your ear. “not gon’ last,” he adds between a couple pumps, pressing a needy littler of kisses to where he just spoke — beard skimming the sensitive spots along the back of your bare shoulder.

his pace quickens ever so slightly, barely noticeable really. but it’s as if he’s chasing the edge. his chest brushes up against your back with the subtle increase of speed, strands of his greying hair falling from the pushed back position and mixing with yours below.

“you gon’ come with your old man?” he asks, the question practically rhetorical — no need for a vocal answer. voice low and accent thick as he whispers directly into your ear. “aye?” he hums, waiting for acknowledgement and nipping at the lobe of your ear.

you muster a nod, the motion rather haste. a measly whine accompanies the action and your eyes flutter closed. with his hands planted just in your view, his fingers only a short couple inches away — you reach for his hand. and when he feels your touch, he’s lifting a palm to place atop the back of your hand, fingers lacing into yours. 

you clench around him intermittently, your breathing hitching and growing all the more strained with every rock of his cock. 

“yer right there, aren’t yer, lovie?” he muffles into your hair, his forehead resting on the side of your head — strength in his neck seeming to be lost.

“yeah,” you murmur, the whinge following the word is rather pathetic.

his grip tightens on your hand, knuckles whitening atop of yours. “then let go.”

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id actually give my last £7.42 to spend a night with this man. pls man you’re my fav scot PLS. fully prepared for no one to read this bc have never spoken about him on my page before

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LAVENDER HAZE — TREVOR ZEGRAS

trevor zegras x fem!reader

published: February 6th, 2023

summary: in which y/n has been dealing with hate from Trevor’s fans and journalists constantly speculating when they’ll get married.

specific lyrics: “i been under scrutiny. you handle it beautifully. all this shit is new to me.” and “all they keep asking me is if i’m gonna be your bride. the only kinda girl they see is a one night or a wife.”

not my gif

“y/n, when are you and Trevor gonna get married?” a reporter asks as i walk through the hallways of Honda Center, away from the Ducks dressing room and up towards the seating. i send a stiff smile their way and continue walking, effectively ignoring their question.

i’ve been dating Trevor since we were sixteen. five years together and you’d think i would be used to this by now, but it’s harder than one would think.

of course Trevor and i have talked about marriage, when you’ve been together this long, it’s inevitable that you’ve talked about it. but we’ve mutually decided to wait until it feels right for us. we’re only twenty-one after all. but it seems that it’s the only question i get asked nowadays.

sure, when i ran into reporters in the past, they may have asked me this question a couple times, but usually they just asked me what it was like to be high school sweethearts with an nhl player or what kind of things Trevor does at home to get ready for a game. but now it’s always ‘when are you guys getting married?’ and ‘y/n has Trevor proposed yet?’.

having been dating Trevor since his USNTDP days, it’s definitely different dealing with him now having real fans and him being approached at restaurants for pictures. i don’t mind it, but it can get to be a bit much when with his fame comes hate towards me. girls telling me i’m not good enough for him or that they could treat him better and whatnot. every photo i post on instagram has at least twenty comments saying such things.

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i’m sat on the couch waiting for Trevor to get home from his game. i left right after it ended, Trevor texting me that he had to do interviews and that Jamie would drop him off at home.

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@y/n11: the secret is out, i’m actually just @trevorzegras personal photographer 📸

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@user1: y/n using her boyfriend for clout again lol

@user2: alexa play treat you better by shawn mendes

@jackhughes: i’m stealing Louie next time i visit

@y/n11: good luck, Trevor might actually disown you as a friend if you try

@jackhughes:@y/n11 sounds like a win-win situation to me

@user3: how has it taken me months to realize she changed the number in her username to match Trevor’s jersey number? didn’t she used to be y/n46?

@user4: yeah, and before that she was y/n9 to match his usa number. they’re so cute 😭 i wonder if she’ll change her username to y/nzegras when they get married

@trevorzegras: and you’re the cutest photographer there ever was

@y/n11: i wanna smooch your face 💋💋

@_alexturcotte: whipped

@trevorzegras: @_alexturcotte i don’t see you with a girlfriend so which one of us is really winning here?

@user5: oh look, another post of Trevor. anyone wanna take a guess on what her next post will be? hint: it probably won’t her ugly ass

@_quinnhughes: miss you! come visit soon!

@trevorzegras: aww miss you too Huggy!

@_quinnhughes:@trevorzegras did it look like i tagged you? you can stay in Anaheim

@y/n11: miss you too Hugs! i’ll come with Trev on their next game there and root for you! 🧸

@user6: lmao she’s rooting for another guy? slut. bet she’s bounced around to all Trevor’s old teammates + Quinn

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i scroll through the comments on my recent instagram post, seeing all the girls insulting me or saying i use Trevor for fame. am i not allowed to post my boyfriend anymore just because he’s in the NHL?

i didn’t realize i had tears welling in my eyes until one drops onto my screen. wiping it off, i hear the front door open and shut, Trevor arriving home. i listen to the mundane sounds of him slipping his shoes off and dropping his keys into the dish by the door before i hear his footsteps coming towards the living room. i hastily wipe away my tears and sniffle before he can see that i’ve been crying.

“hey, baby.” i say, my voice not quite recovered from my throat being closed up while i was crying, but Trevor doesn’t seem to notice. he takes the seat next to me on the couch, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me in so my head lays on his chest.

“hi, love. did you see that goal i made for you?” he asks and i chuckle.

“i did. you did amazing, babe. i’m so proud of you.” i tell him, wrapping my arm around his waist and squeezing him tighter to me. he drops a kiss to the top of my head and i can feel the smile on his lips.

“lemme see that pretty face.” he whispers, nudging my chin up with his hand. but when i look up at him, his smile drops. “hey, what happened? why were you crying?”

he rubs at my cheek with his thumb, tracing my puffy under eye with the tip of it. i shake my head slightly.

“it’s nothing, Trev.” he shakes his head and scowls.

“it’s not nothing if it made my girl cry. now tell me.” he says.

“it was just the comments on my instagram post. there were these girls—” i cut myself off, not knowing if i want to tell him what they said.

“hey, what? ‘there were these girls’ what?” he asks softly.

“these girls were commenting that i was using you for clout, and that i was ugly. and another one said that i’ve probably gotten with you and all your friends.” i whisper. his face contorts in disbelief before dropping into an angry frown.

“don’t listen to them.” he tells me. i open my mouth to rebut but he speaks again. “i’m serious, y/n. don’t pay them any attention. i know you’re not using me. i mean, you put up with my annoying, class clown ass in high school. if that doesn’t speak wonders then i don’t know what does.”

i giggle and land a light smack against his chest.

“i happen to have liked your annoying, class clown ass.” i tease.

“and i still wonder why.” he shrugs. “as for the other comments, you’re gorgeous, princess. you’re so beautiful. i still can’t believe i get to wake up every morning and see that pretty face. i can’t understand for the life of me, why you stay with me when you’re so out of my league. but i’m so grateful that you do, because i can’t imagine where i’d be and what my life would be like without you.”

i smile at his sweet words and lean up to kiss his lips.

“i love you.” i mumble against them.

“i love you too, babygirl.” he presses one more quick peck to my lips before pulling away “also, i know you’ve never been with any of my friends. i mean, c’mon, why would you want them when you can have this?”

he sweeps a hand down his body and i bark out a laugh. he smiles down at me, running his hand through my hair before he stops it at the back of my neck, pulling me in for another, deeper, kiss.

“you know, i’ve been thinking.” he tells me when he pulls back.

“oh that’s never good.” i say.

“ha ha ha.” he narrows his eyes at me, slipping the hand from the back of my neck in order to use it to shove my forehead, making me fall back onto the cushion of the couch behind me. “i was thinking, maybe next year?”

“maybe next year what?” i ask, face contorting in confusion.

“maybe next year we should get married.” he says. i pop back up into a sitting position quickly, nearly hitting my head against his. he chuckles and tucks a lock of hair behind my ear.

“Trevor Zegras did you just propose to me?” i ask, my tone incredulous. “on our couch?!”

“yeah, i guess i did.” he says. “what do you say? you wanna be my wife?”

“i could hit you right now.” i tell him.

“so, it that a no?” he asks, an eyebrow raised in questioning. i shuffle onto his lap, straddling him and grabbing his face in my hands.

“there is nothing in this world that i want more than to be your wife.” i whisper, leaning my forehead against his.

“oh thank god.” he sighs. he sticks his hand in his pocket, shuffling around in it before pulling his hand back out in a fist. he opens his fist to reveal a ring box. “because i’ve had this ring since we were eighteen.”

tears sting my eyes, my heart leaping in my chest as i pull my head back from his. he opens the box, showing off a beautiful white gold ring with a pear cut diamond and a twisted halo design.

“since we were eighteen?” i ask. “but that’s the year that we were fighting all the time.”

“yeah, and you stayed. despite all the stupid arguments, you still made sure we never went to bed angry at each other, and you stuck by my side.” he takes the ring out of the box, slipping it onto my finger before pressing a kiss to my knuckles.

“i love you so much.” i whisper before capturing his lips with mine. he pulls back a second later to mumble out his own ‘i love you’ before he resumes kissing me.

but then a thought pops into my head and i pull away, furrowing my brows at him.

“why did you have the ring in your pocket right now?” i ask him.

“well i had this whole plan that i was gonna bring you out on the ice before warm ups and ask you there but, when it came down to it, it didn’t feel right. i wanted the right moment. and now felt right.”

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@y/n11: forever with you sounds pretty great @trevorzegras

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@trevorzegras: i’m pretty damn lucky that i’ll get to call you my wife 🤍

@jackhughes: finally! i was beginning to think he would never use that damn ring! congrats guys

@y/n11: you knew about the ring?!

@jackhughes:@y/n11 who do you think helped him pick it out?

@colecaufield: congrats you guys! can’t wait to be the best man

@jackhughes: think again bud, i’m gonna be the best man

@_alexturcotte:@jackhughes i think we all know that I’M gonna be the best man because Trevor likes me best

@y/n11:@jackhughes @_alexturcotte thank you cole! and i hate to be the bearer of bad news but the best man will definitely be Louie … gotta go 🏃‍♀️

@_quinnhughes: congratulations! so happy for you two!

@y/n11: thank you Huggy! get ready to go suit shopping because i can’t imagine anyone else being my man of honor

@lhughes_06: damn, Z beat me to it. i was gonna ask you this summer at the lake house! happy for you though 🥲😪

@y/n11: aww sorry Moosey! keep an eye out just in case forever doesn’t work out

@griffinzegras: can’t wait for you to officially be my sister!

@y/n11: aww you’ve been my baby brother for 5 years but now it’ll be legally true! can’t wait to boss you around!

@griffinzegras:@y/n11 i take it back @trevorzegras any way that you wanna take her back to the pound?

@trevorzegras:@griffinzegras nah, i like this one. i’mma keep her

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🌸🥐🔪🧸🍄

For the writer ask 😊

Hi @werewolfflutist!

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

I used to have a cat and dog, but they passed away a few years ago (that was a bad year). I still carry their pictures on my phone, so I can share those. Gidgit was my little old lady (19) and Louie was somewhere around 10, I think. He was still growing when we took him in, but he was underfed and likely dumped out so it was hard to place his age.

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh

Does that "waking up on the titanic" one count? Where the guy wakes up and goes "hey" and then the fish goes "hey". It's so dark but I laugh every damn time I can't help it XD

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Probably trying to get male perspective on some things for Mercury's in Gatorade. I don't have brothers or guy friends whose brains I could pick.

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

Half the time I see some people's posts go by so much I think I follow them when it turns out I haven't 😅 so to me if I see you around enough odds are good I think of us as mutuals.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

For InuKag: When Kagome comes back for good, Inuyasha built their home in the same area of what would one day be the shrine. He finds ways of hiding "antiques" that would be found by her grandpa. Eventually he's able to replace the stuff he broke on accident, but he forgets to leave a note so the old man starts to question his sanity when he finds the replacements... Kagome thinks it's sweet regardless.

And a Joshua/Kai one that came to me the other day: Kai and Jorg get endless amusement at Joshua's expense by joking about how they could be a throuple if Joshua would share. He doesn't find it funny.

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love!!

hi love! for juicy january could i request fluff prompts 18 and 32 please

love the idea for your event, so very much may be back for another request!

Thank you! Please feel free to come back for more! As Always 18+

Butterfly.

Juice was sipping his beer as he did another lap of the clubhouse. He frowned, it was unlike you to no show for a club party let alone one that signified a big deal they had made. Maybe you and your late were running late? He thought to himself. While he was relieved a bit to not have to deal with pretending he was happy about this guy you were with a bigger part of him was worried. If you were running late you would have texted or called. Maybe the guy got cold feet about meeting your family? His eyes landed on Chibs as he sat with Tig and Happy. Making his way over he figured it wouldn’t be odd to inquire.

“Lassies not coming” stated Chibs the minute Juice came into view making Tig and Happy laugh.

“I …wasn’t…” started Juice as he looked away. Cheeks warm as he took a sip of his beer. “Was just coming over to say hi and chat” he added trying to sound casual.

Chibs snorted and shared a glance with Tig. “Uh-huh. What did you want to chat about then?”

“The weather” replied Juice as he scuffed his boot on the floor. “It’s been weird”

“Like you” stated Happy quietly setting Tig over again.  Juice shot him a quick glare before turning back to Chibs.

“So why is she not coming? Car trouble? I can go get them?’ he questioned as he played with his keys. Truthfully he would rather just get you but he would be nice and pick your date up as well.

“Aye, shes got a little heartbreak and wasn’t feeling like socializing” answered Chibs as he sighed. “These young bucks just don’t know how to handle a lass”.

“Oh” replied Juice perking up. He nodded a moment before tossing his half empty beer and heading towards the door. Chibs and Tig shared another look as they watched him go.

You had just finished up changing into a pair of sweats and a SAMCRO tshirt you had stolen from Juice when you heard a knock at your door. Sighing you wiped at a couple tears that had fallen before looking through the peephole. Your heart rate sped up as your eyes fell on the guy you had had a crush on for forever. You had never acted on it because you didn’t want to make things awkward and he could have any woman he wanted. No way he would be interested in you, socially since your uncle was one of his brothers.

“Hey” you stated quietly as you opened the door.

“Hey!” greeted Juice enthusiastically as he held up a shopping bag as he stepped towards you. “I got ice cream, wine and popcorn”.

You laughed as you moved to let him enter. “You didn’t have to leave the party to bring me that” you stated as you watched him curiously as he kicked his boots off before heading to your kitchen. You had expected him to just be doing a drop off not staying.

“It’s no big deal. Club parties happen all the time. So many people there they won’t notice I’m gone” he called as he rummaged around in your drawers for your wine opener, spoons and ice cream scoop. “Besides you’re my best friend and need me.

“You cancelled your plans and are skipping the party for me?” you asked in shock as you grabbed bowls and set them in front of him as he began scooping huge chunks of ice cream into them.

“Yep” replied Juice as he glanced up at you briefly. Taking a deep breath he set the scoop down “You give me butterflies. Make me nervous and I just need to do this sorry” he stated before grabbing your face and kissing you gently.

“Don’t apologize” you replied as he pulled back before you pushed forward kissing him.

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Hihi! Congrats on 1k! You deserve it 💜💜

Can I maybe request something with Daryl with the prompt “No, i’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”?

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; stay (daryl dixon x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “No, i’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.” — from fluffy prompts

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; established relationship, reader being kinda clingy, daryl giving in, alexandria era, that’s it tho i think (325 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; i’ll forever write this version of daryl

— celebrate 1k with me?

you’d woken to the feeling for Daryl sitting up in bed next to you, getting ready to go out for the day. 

reaching out for him in an attempt to pull him back to bed, frown painted across your face. 

“Daryl”

the call of his name had him turning towards you, his right hand cradling your face and his thumb stroking across your cheek. 

“have ta go”

he told, voice thick with sleep still. you sighed, moving towards him and resting your head on his shoulder. 

Daryl wrapped his arm around your waist while pressing a kiss to the top of your head, whispering to you again. 

“‘m sorry”

you shook your head, though the frown stayed on your face. 

“have ta let me go fer the day”

you sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck. you could hear him sigh, his walls slowly wearing down but he had to continue trying—at least to try and convince himself. 

when your lips pressed a kiss to his jaw, he knew he had no shot. 

“no, i’m not letting you go. it’s too early to get out of bed”

your lips brushed against his ear as you whispered, sending a shiver running down his spine. 

his head tilted to meet your eyes, something akin to begging in yours which made him sigh again. 

he shook his head, slowly kicking off his boots and climbing back into bed with you. his body blanketing yours while a triumphant smile made its way across your face. 

Daryl nestled his head in against your shoulder, his arms on either side of your head while your fingers brushed through his hair. 

the warmth form your body pulled him back in, sleep slowly taking over him again—but not before he whispered to you again. 

“ya owe me”

you laughed, nails scratching softly across his scalp while he slowly purred at the feeling. 

“whatever you want, just enjoying my time with you”

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Hello Love! Congrats on 1000!!!!!! So excited for this event and soooo many good prompts! I would like to request Prompt 22 "Mark me. Mark me so everyone knows who I belong to." from the Yeah Just like that smut prompts for the love of my life Juice Ortiz please and thank you!

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; marked (juice ortiz x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “mark me. mark me so everyone knows who i belong to” — from "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; on and off again relationship dynamics, smut, minors do not interact!!!, unprotected sex, p in v, riding, creampie, that’s it (603 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; feeling good about this sleepover, feel free to req stuff!!

— celebrate 1k with me?

you and Juice had been on and off for a little lately, the club getting into porn with Luann causing a rift between you both. 

it was silly, you knew he only had eyes for you but you couldn’t help the worry that settled in the pit of your stomach. 

and he knew that too, which is why instead of celebrating at the party at Cara Cara, Juice was at yours. 

you don’t really remember him knocking, only that when you opened the door his lips pressed fiercely to yours. 

he’d walked you backwards to your room with an expert precision, avoiding all the scattered stuff across the floor he’d tripped over the first couple times he came over. 

which is how you ended up like this.

your body sat on top of his, your clothes long discarded as you now straddled his cock. 

“only want you, should know that”

he told through moans, his eyes hooded as he watched you slowly move on his cock. his hands helped guide your movements as he watched transfixed. 

you dropped down onto his cock again, pulling an equally breathy moan from both of you as he hit that one spot inside. 

“don’t know Juice—they, fuck.. they have sex for a living”

you moaned out, grabbing at his shoulders to help support yourself. 

continuing to move against him, his head lulled back to watch your face as the pleasure thrummed through your body. 

“exactly my point”

he murmured, leaning in to press kisses up your sternum and across your throat.  the action making you moan as the head of his cock hit that one spot over and over again, causing the coil in your belly to wind tighter. 

“i like you and i really like our sex”

he told, kissing just below your ear before he groaned again. the breathlessness in his groans causing you to flutter around him, teetering on the edge. 

the thing was, you both knew each other’s bodies really well, and he knew his groans were pushing you towards the edge. but he could still sense that worry inside you. 

“mark me. mark me so everyone knows who i belong to”

your hips faltered against his as he spoke, his lips grazing against your ear while a shiver ran down your spine. 

“w-what?”

you stammered out, causing a smirk to work its way across his face. his hands squeezed at your hips encouragingly as he helped you move against him again. 

he leaned in to catch your lips in a kiss, only pull back an inch to whisper to you. 

“if you’re so worried , mark me up so they all know i’m yours”

the moan that fell from your lips was a mix of his cock hitting the right place again and his words, his wantiwant for people to know he’s yours.  

you nodded, leaning in to kiss and nip across his throat. pulling moans from his lips as you left marks across his skin, sending him hurtling towards his climax. 

grazing your teeth down his throat before leaving another mark, his hands squeezed at your hips as he pulled you down flush against him. 

his hips bucked up into you once, twice, three times before he toppled over the edge. his release spilling inside you, spreading a warmth through your body. h

Juice’s climax triggered your own, toppling against his chest as you both basked in the throes of your joint orgasms. 

leaning your head on his shoulder you could see the smirk on his face, a mix of pride and admiration. 

“i’m all yours, don’t gotta worry about it”

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[etclouie]

Hello! swinging by with another request for your sleepover event with Juice of course lol. From the yeah just like that smut prompt list could i have prompt 2 "Arch your back for me." Please and thanks!

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; for him (juice ortiz x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “arch your back for me” — from "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, unprotected sex + creampie, allusions to another round but that’s it (273 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; i’ve got just over 20ish reqs left, mb😣

— thank you for celebrating with me || submissions are now closed!!

Juice had you on the bed below him, his hips rolling steadily against yours as moans fell freely from your lips. 

his hands gripped your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. his cock hitting that one spot, but it wasn’t enough and Juice knew it.

“arch your back for me”

he instructed, his hands helping you arch your back. the angle helping his cock hit that one spot just right, moans toppling from your lips as you hurtled towards your climax. 

your cunt fluttered around him, a shaky groan falling from his lips. 

“that’s it, cum for me”

his voice was hoarse, the epleasure audible as he spoke. 

you nodded into the pillows, his hands still pulling you back to meet his thrusts. he gave a couple more thrusts before he sent you careening over the edge with a cry of his name, your cunt spasming around him as your climax hit. 

his climax was triggered by yours, spilling himself inside with another groan. 

Juice stayed buried inside you, his body blanketing yours as he lay against you. his head on your shoulder as he whispered out to you. 

“mhm hi”

you shook your head at him, though you couldn’t hide the smile that tugged at yours lips. 

“hi Juice”

his smile matched yours,  you watched him amused. watching as he pressed kisses to your shoulder before he lifted from your back, slowly he pulled out of you and helped you turn onto your back. 

he settled against you again, his head in the crook of your neck as he whispered to you. 

“give me five and we can go again”

reblogs are highly appreciated !

[etclouie]

stop i love this !! deff gives major nostalgia and a longing for earlier seasons :(

𝑨 𝒑𝒊𝒄��𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔.

Visual imagine | possible spoilers in the form of Polaroids

Just imagine you meet Jax some time after season 7. Thousands of miles away from charming (We’ll pretend the final moments don’t exist okay and everything worked out fine and dandy - because as a collective, we all pretend that didn’t happen right?) You don’t know much about his past, he never speaks of it, because he doesn’t have the words. So instead, he shows you:

Photos obviously don’t belong to me, just edited together 🖤

I felt so fucking nostalgic looking at these I wanna cry! Ngl, making this made me CRAVE an alternative ending, so you know what that means 🤭 I’m thinking to write it with a OC though? I’ve never done that before cause I always love a y/n story but, I wanna hear your thought as ultimately you’ll be the ones reading so which would you all prefer??? Love u all as always. Proper written fic coming out tonight just perfecting the last pieces 🫶🏽

xoxo secretly samcro

[etclouie]

Hi! Love love love ur writing 🖤 I think imma need no.11 from the smut prompt list with Jax of course 🤭 please & thank you 🫶🏽

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; his favourite meal (jax teller x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “that noise… keep making it” — from "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; established relationship, smut—oral (f receiving), minors do not interact!!!, jax is on his knees + a munch, that’s it tho (359 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; wanna play with his hair while he’s on his knees between my legs😇😇

— thank you for celebrating with me || submissions are now closed!!

Jax was on his knees between your legs, your fingers tangled in his hair while he lapped up your arousal. 

your head was thrown back as he worked you closer and closer to your climax, the taste of it on the tip of your tongue as he continued. 

glancing down at him, you met his eyes. a lewd moan falling from your lips at the sight of him, his chin slick with your arousal and his lips wrapped around your aching clit as he sucked on it. 

you watched him transfixed, your hips lifting slightly from the chair as your climax pushed closer and closer. the coil in your belly wound so tight that it was about to snap, and Jax knew it. 

he pulled off of your clit with a wet sound, licking his lips as he took a second to admire your still drooling cunt. 

slowly, he pushed his middle and ring finger into you. 

another moan fell from your lips, louder and lewder this time. your fingers in his hair pulled his head back between your legs as your climax threatened to hit you any second. 

Jax groaned into your cunt, his hips rolling and his cock throbbing in his jeans at the sound of your moans. 

“that noise… keep making it”

he prompted, laving his attention to your clit as he pumped his fingers. your moans were flowing freely, and all thought of anything else was long gone. 

your moans and the sounds of your cunt had his cock throbbing, aching for attention while the head of him leaked with arousal. 

Jax pumped his fingers a couple times before you toppled over the edge with a cry of his name, your release coating his fingers as your walls spasmed around them. 

a triumphant smirk was on his face, his pupils lust blown as he met your eyes again. 

after a minute he withdrew his fingers, lifting them to his lips to suck them clean while another groan fell from his lips at the taste of you. 

he leaned in, his face still glistening as he whispered to you.

“not done yet, ‘m still hungry baby”

reblogs are highly appreciated !

[etclouie]

back again for another lovely sleepover request! Ive been enjoying reading them so much! For Juice from the shh, i have a secrets prompt list can i have prompt -they said that about me?" "i swear, word for word. i wouldn't lie." Please and thanks!

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; they said that? (juice ortiz x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “they said that about me?” “i swear, word for word. i wouldn’t lie” — from ”shh, i have a secret” dialogue prompts

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; established relationship, reader has a no bs tolerance for clay (don’t we all??) uhm that’s it tho i think (367 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; only thing my mind thought of with this prompt (i originally wrote this really angsty..)

— thank you for celebrating with me || submissions are now closed!!

the club had gone on lockdown, and as Juice’s girlfriend you were there by default. 

Clay didn’t agree with it of course, but who were you to care what he thought?

you’d stepped outside, needing a breather from the warmth emitting from inside the clubhouse. 

Juice knew that you weren’t affected by what Clay thought of you, but he couldn’t help but try and assure you that the rest of the guys still liked you. 

he’d followed you outside, smiling softly at you once he met your eyes. 

“hey baby”

he greeted, his hands resting on the table on either side of you while you leaned in to kiss him. 

your left hand cradling his face as you whispered back to him. 

“hey you”

you leaned in to steal another kiss from him, the little amounts of tension lifting from his shoulders at your touch. 

“what’s up?”

you asked, watching his lips quirk into a dopey smile before he ducked his head. 

“something the guys said”

that had you intrigued. 

your hand tilted his head back to you, keeping his eyes on you while yours searched his. 

“what’d they say?”

his smile stayed on his face. 

“that you’re the best thing that’s happened to me, and that they love that you don’t care what Clay thinks of you”

that made you smile. 

you nodded, watching his eyes light up as recalled the conversation. 

“they said that about me?”

he smiled again, nodding softly as he pulled back. 

you watched him for a second, elbows behind you leaning on the table while he spoke. 

“i swear, word for word. i wouldn’t lie”

you smiled again, standing from the bench and taking a step towards him. 

your arms went around his neck, fingers scratching through the hairs at his nape as you whispered to him. 

“well you’re the best thing that’s happened to me too”

he flashed you a small, and shy, look of disbelief. you nodded again, leaning in to catch his lips in a kiss before whispering to him. 

“i love you”

his smile widened, his lips pressing softly to yours before he whispered back to you. 

“i love you too, my guiding light in this life”

reblogs are highly appreciated !

[etclouie]

i’m glad to be mutuals :)) thank you for your lovely note and i want to say that your blog is super cute as well <33

did you have a good christmas?

hope we get to know each other better this new year 💗✨

hi love! thank you, it means a lot. christmas was good for me, and i hope for the same for you

and i hope we get to know each other better in the new year as well🫶

[etclouie]

hi guys!! reblogging to say go celebrate with jo!! she’s super sweet and deserves all the recognition in the world 🫶

── so random ⭑.ᐟ (fics event)

in honour of this blog reaching 200 followers (WHAT) and also wanting to do a little fun activity like this to get me inspired to write some fics, i present to you: my ‘so random, fic requesting’ event :D

the rules are very simple:

1. choose your character ⭑.ᐟ

── steve rogers

── joel miller

── james potter

── sirius black

── remus lupin

── spencer reid

── aaron hotchner

2. take a screenshot for each gif to get a trope and a random element ⭑.ᐟ

3. randomise a playlist you love and pick the first result you get ⭑.ᐟ

4. add anything extra you want to the request and make sure it follows these simple rules ⭑.ᐟ

── make sure your request follows my guidelines: 🍒

── no nsfw! (if the song you get it’s too nsfw, skip until that isn’t the case)

back to masterlist

[etclouie]

guys !!! in love, so go show some love !!

thoughts of riding chibs telford bc im literally incapable of getting him out my mind

fem!reader, mdni. 300ish words. cw. a horny ovulating writer with no shame

both of you are on the sofa, you atop chibs’ lap. you’re facing him head on, arms loosely connecting behind his neck — fingers twirling with the ends of his greying hair. you sit on his cock, the full length of him tucked inside you comfortably. the small, lazy grinds of your hips momentarily releasing the suction-like grip you have around him.

your chest pushes outwards as your head falls back, tits squishing somewhere near his sternum, holding him close with the hands you have behind his neck. your lips part and your eyes squeeze closed, growing far too engrossed to notice his lusty gaze on you. soft dark brown eyes following with entrancement.

he peppers kisses to your elongated throat, trailing upwards until he meets your chin. he nibbles at it faintly, toothed hold mere as it keeps your head pinned back — keeping you exposed for him.

“fuckin’ fantastic, lovie,” he whispers into your skin, sealing his praise with a kiss into where he just spoke. 

his hold on your mid back falls, palms settling on your hips as if to help guide you — urge your movements like he was becoming restless. the subtle, wet clicking of your cunt increases in volume, strained breaths from you both accompanying the lewd noises. 

with the pace quickening ever so slightly, you slip your fingers up the back of his head, needily raking through the cigarette-stained strands of hair.

“pussy’s makin’ a mess,” he teases, accent thick despite his voice being soft.

he couldn’t see it, but he could feel it. more and more of your arousal seeping out and spilling down his cock and off his balls. a milky white trail providing evidence for the leisure, loving fucking. though the inability to see the said evidence practically killed him — his curious and attentive nature eager to see your cunt’s messy state. impatient and hopelessly desperate to see it.

⎯ ☆ ⎯

sigh.. daydreaming. found this in my drafts and cba to check if makes sense😭 it’ll have to do

[etclouie]

love love love !!

Old Dog, New Trick

Summary: Chibs and the fruit rollup BJ trend. As always 18 +

Chibs stared at his phone not sure what to say. Between the photo of you in his favorite green lacy bra and panties and the suggestive text he was overwhelmed. Glancing up he saw Juice heading to his kitchen and followed him.

"I need to head home a bit early laddie" stated Chibs as he stepped into the kitchen.

"No worries mans, everything good?" inquired Juice as he took in his friends’ demeanor.

"Yeah, yeah. Umm, you got any fruit rolls up chance?" inquired Chibs trying to be casual.

"Yeah, didn't take you as a fruit rollup guy" replied Juice as he got in his cabinet and pulled a box out.

"Never too old to try new things" shrugged Chibs as he took the box and walked out. Ignoring Juices words about just taking one.

The drive home took ten minutes instead of twenty and he had his belt off and pants around his ankles as he got to the bedroom door.

You laughed as your old man waddled into the bedroom. “Someone was eager huh? Couldn’t even take time to get the boots off?” you teased as you stood up and pushed him to the bed. Once he was on his back you knelt and worked on taking off his boots.

“No time Lassie, leave em” ordered Chibs as he shook the box of fruit roll ups in the air. His boxers already tenting.

You shook your head but moved up onto the bed. Hand gentling stroking him through his boxers making him groan and thrust up. “Open one for me daddy” you whispered as your eyes met his lust filled ones. Quickly Chib ripped into the box sending fruit rolls all over making you giggle. “Daddy already making a mess and I haven’t even put my mouth to use” you teased as you grabbed one of the snacks and tore it out of the wrapper. You tore the paper some and playfully licked the fruit treat as you used your free hand to yank his boxers down. Chibs cock was bobbing free and proud in the air. Tip already starting to leak as he watched you lick and suck the fruit roll up.

“Kitten please” begged Chibs as he swallowed hard. His cock aching for your mouth and hands. Slowly you wrapped his cock with the fruit roll up, planting kissed to his tip after each circle until your lips were coated in precum and Chibs was panting.

“Fuck” bellowed Chibs as you slowly started bobbing up and down on his length. Hands squeezing his balls. The feeling was intense. So hot and tight that he didn’t think he would last long as he bucked up sending himself further down your throat. Chibs closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the sensation, moaning and groaning as he felt you start to nibble at the fruit roll up. Pulling your mouth from him you grinned as you stroked his length. Hand and mouth sticky from the fruit snack and him.

“You like that daddy?” you purred as he arched his back up, hips thrusting away into your palm as he nodded and tried to get words out. Putting your lips back to his tip you used your hand to stroke the remnants of the fruit roll up down to the base of his cock, tongue lapping at the veins on the underside of his cock as you worked down. The feel of hands on your head had you grinning as you relaxed your throat as Chibs cock twitched violently before pouring his release down your throat. You continued to suck him greedily until he was prying you off his sensitive cock.

“Ye are the devil” he panted as you continued to stroke him as you licked the remnants of him from your lips.

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