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[webdollzz]

list of things that are hot and / or turn me on.

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when men do that little tug on their trousers before crouching down, when they rearrange their hips when they're sitting down, when they undo their belt with one hand, fast and good reflexes, broad shoulders with muscly backs, when they're annoyed and that little muscle in their cheek twitches when they clench their jaw, when they tilt their head to the side with a smile as they stare at me, when they bend down to my height to hear me better, hands on my lower back to guide me through a crowd, calm dominance, when they're sipping whiskey, when they run a hand through their tousled hair when they're frustrated, the "I know you can do it but let me" type of guys, when they have actual good humour, them slutty lil grey joggers w the thotty band of their boxer brand peaking out, happy trails, black shirt + chain combo, + more.

thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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[webdollzz]

this is soooo facts I love spam likers.

people who say “I block for spam liking” like damn sorry that you hate joy. Every time someone goes through and likes 3829278 posts on my blog I’m filled with a love and power that you will never know and I pity you

[webdollzz]

can ppl start requesting pls js send me sum asks guys PLS

[webdollzz]

do u write aaron hotchner fics? and do u do smut/nsfw?

if so, 👀👀👀

hi! yes I do, and yes I do! feel free to request for him whenever.

[webdollzz]

out of curiosity if yall see this can u comment how old you think I am based on my account/content? LMFAO I won't reveal my actual age

[webdollzz]

I was left unattended. again...so...new theme...again.. I'll to keep it longer than a week this time.

[webdollzz]

omg stop the fact ur willing to write a WHOLE SEPERATE FIC?? outstanding writer behaviour<33

As for the idea you can just add it onto the first concept i had !!(i really don't want to trouble you and the idea already fits in perfectly with the first one since it also involves marking!!🩷)

-🌟 anon

ofc darling!!! more than willing to make a whole separate fic for it but I'm happy to mix it in with the marking. as long as you're happy with that, I'm happy with that! thank you for such brilliant ideas and I'm so looking forward to more of them in the future. feel free to flood my inbox with every idea you have!! I absolutely LOVE them. I'll get started on your request as soon as possible angel, I've just got alot to do but I'll make sure yours is done as soon and efficiently as possible! <3

[webdollzz]

Also somebody lock me up cause its CRIMINAL that i only just seen your 2 year account anniversary post?!?? Congratulations babes!!!🎉🎉 I really wish i could've discovered your account sooner bc WHATTT ur telling me i've been living all my life and now just discovering your work?!😭😭

keep doing u and continue writing the best fics ive ever laid my eyes upon!! I'll be here to support you all the way🫶🫶

-🌟 anon

omg!! stop it rn or I'll cry :( thank you so much for the support, I appreciate it so much. awfully flattered by you thinking my writing is the best fics you ever read. I'm glad your finally here, even if its a little late! ur part of the family now <33

ps, ur previous ask about the tallys?!?!?! hello!!!! ur ideas are sooo good I'm actually fuckin dying over here. would you like me to add the tallys to the branding fic or make a separate one baby? cause I'm happy with either, just lemme know <33 I luv u 🌟

[webdollzz]

just handed in my 3 month overdue assignment, I'm fr an academic weapon. (I put in no effort)

[xoxohoneymoongirl]

my oral fixation is so bad i actually need him

rafe x reader with an oral fixation..(yes I'm projecting), gentle slapping (for attention)

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you're sat on Rafe's boat with him, sun bathing as he fiddled with the ropes. you felt ansty, the rocking making your head feel funny, so you grabbed and started chewing on an unused fish bobber near by, it was a weird lil worm and felt nice on your teeth, but that feeling was cut short when Rafe gently slapped your jaw for your attention, frowning at you.

"baby — fuck sake, spit that out. y'ain't a fish." Rafe grunted, his hand on your chin to smush your cheeks together and pull out the bobber. you huff, biting the inside of your cheek now.

"the swaying is making me dizzy," you shrugged, making him think for a moment, trying to find a solution. always the problem solver. he gently grabs your waist, scooping you up and placing you on his lap. "cmon — open up," he said, exasperation evident in his tone as his index and middle finger tapped at your cheek. you open your mouth, gagging slightly when he pushes his two fingers into your mouth, before you started softly sucking and twirling your tongue around them.

"there. that better?" he grumbled, you nodded, not missing the way his bulge grew in his swim shorts, prodding against your practically-no-fabric-bikini as Rafe calls it. he watches you intently, his lips parted as soft huffs fell from them. soon he started fiddling with the strap of your bikini, letting it snap back to your hip a couple times.

"how 'bout I make you dizzy?"

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[webdollzz]

forever 'n' ever.

we don't have enough soft rafe in this fandom. (cuz he hardly exists, but I be changing that I fear.) the song i imagined during this is Present by Lloyd Vaan, and I recommend you listen (don't have to ofc) for the experience! js fluff fr, insecure reader?, weed mentions, yall r high ig. my own work got me emotional ngl guys

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you were led with Rafe, his room dark, the only light emitting was from his tv, which was playing a slow, mellow song. unusual from rafes usual taste - but he preferred these songs when he was high. your hazy eyes stayed trained on the ceiling, lost in your own thoughts as your chest rose and fell with soft breaths, the weed making your body heavy.

he offered you the blunt, noticing your lack of presence, even though you were right there, with him. where he felt you belonged the most. he put out the blunt, putting it in the ashtray before turning on his side, caressing your face gently. "what're you thinking 'bout, baby?" his voice so soft, stripped of its usual harshness. only you saw him like this. heard him like this. he has that trust with you, knowing you won't judge him.

you hum softly before you shook your head, not looking at him as you pushed all your attention to the ceiling. "nothin'." you whispered, taking in a deep breath, and letting it out slowly through your nose as your mind ran a million thoughts. Does he even like me? Am I more than a body to him? Is it just sex?

"Liar," he mumbled, gently sliding his finger down your nose, much like you would to a baby, before going over your cheeks, just under your eyes. He had always found your eyes the most beautiful thing about you, his favourite part of your face being your lips; a close second to eyes.

He continued, "You have too much of an expressive face for nothing to be going on in that head of yours." oh how well he knew you. every inch of you, and your mind. you loved and hated it, wishing for one second he wouldn't notice everything, but thankful for every minute he spent analysing you.

you still didn't look at him, staring up at the ceiling solemnly, with a hint of sadness. how worried you were that this was just fun to rafe. and it wasn't as serious to him as it is to you. that he didn't love you as hard as you loved him.

"It's...not important." you whispered, biting the inside of your cheek. something you didn't do often — he knew that. "cmon. s'important to you, means it's important to me." he spoke softly, his finger trailing along your jawline with the gentlest of touches. he loved your face, your freckles, the slight scarring from childhood falls, god. he wished he could always stare at you.

"Are..you serious about me?" you whispered, not able to bring yourself to look at him, you knew it'd hurt — no, devastate you if you saw any sign of hesitation. "What am I to you?" you added in a soft voice, licking your bottom lip before biting it, the slow song only a distant sound as your heartbeat drummed its own song in your ears.

"Everything." fell from him before he could even properly register the question. he stared at you, wondering how you could ask that. he wasn't mad — not at all. we all have our doubts. but did you not see the way he looked at you? felt the way he touched you?

he gently grabbed your chin, pulling your face to him, seeing how your eyes are glassy, and judging by how the tip of your nose is pinking, it's not from the weed. "you — you are everything to me, baby. I'm more serious 'bout you than I've ever been with anything." he spoke in a low voice, as if anyone was going to hear him.

"do you mean that? what if you could find better?" you asked, attempting to look away, hoping your body wouldn't betray you and let him see you cry. "why would I leave something so perfect, so — so amazing, just for the impossibility of better?" he asked, clearly rhetorical. you sniffled, and he brought his thumb to your cheek, wiping away a tear.

"cmere." He whispered, grabbing your hand and bringing it to his chest, where his heart was beating quickly. "y'feel that?" "mhm." "it's because of you. everytime I'm around you, or — or even see a picture of you, my heart races like a fuckin' boyscout seeing a bear." he smiled once he heard your tear filled giggle, your hand drifting up to around his neck, pulling him closer to so you can rest your head on his chest. his arms immediately wrapped around your waist, pulling you tight against him.

"I love you, rafe." you whispered, smoothing a hand over the nape of his neck.

"I love you more, baby."

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[webdollzz]

omg this is so scary for me rn (its my first req😭) but anyways if you have time

do you think you could make a smut fic where reader is a police officer and hobie is just handcuffed being the flirty mf he is and then something just snaps inside of reader then BOOM theyre fucking inside a cop car🤷‍♀️hobie is just thrusting, no hands😭

(hobie is talking a lot too bro be talking about some “go on lovie, cmon.” “never knew a cop would do this, huh?” BYE HELP)

a/n: this idea is soooo...soooo...soooooo. mmmmf. for first time requesting, you chose such a good idea omfggg.

warnings: fem!officer!reader x criminal!hobie, praise, p n v no protection, oral (f rec), slapping (once on inner thigh), hobie n his foul mouth, swearing, overstim?, teasing, slight mocking, dom hobie???

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You had been a cop for the last...maybe eight months? having finished your training and got hired at your local police department. And honestly, you've never had this many calls on just one person. He's always up to no good.

"We have a 10-35 on Cheapside, some guy spray painting on cop cars." Your boss said, and the second he said 10-35, you had a strong feeling who it was. You grabbed your badge, baton, and pepper spray. You knew you wouldn't need it with him. It's just procedure.

Hopping into your car and turning on the sirens, you quickly made your way to Cheapside. Immediately as you pull up, you see him leaning against the wall, spray paint cans by his booted feet. a lazy smile crosses his face as he watches you step out the car, raising his hands. "There she is, my favouri'e copper." he drawls, making you instantly roll your eyes.

"I'm convinced you do this on purpose," You stand in front of him, hands on your hips. "C'mon, you know what to do." Which makes him grin before spreading his feet shoulder length apart.

"Yes, ma'am." watching you kneel infront of him and begin patting his legs, feeling his dick twitch as you brush his thighs.

"Any weapons on you, Mr. Brown?" You ask as you make your way over his hips and torso, staring up at his face. His stupid smug face, as if he wasn't a felon by now.

"Other than my dick? naw." He chuckled, feeling your hands run up his sides and back before you touch his arms.

"Same joke everytime, and it's less funny each time." you scoff, forcing him to turn around so you can cuff him, making it a couple notches tighter than it needs to be.

"who says i's a joke, eh?" he comments, looking over his shoulder at your unamused face, making him laugh.

"get in the car, Mr. Brown." you hissed as you open the back door, forcing him in with your hand on his head. you lean over him, grabbing the seatbelt to buckle him in, your faces inches away. you see him study all your features out of the corner of your eye, a slight smirk on his lips.

you attempt to ignore the bulge in his jeans but as your forearm brushes it when you clip the belt in, your face can't help but turn pinkish. his smirk only grows, so slightly pushing his hips up in hopes of meeting that same friction again.

"cmon, lovie. y'know ya wan' it." he basically whispered, his breath going across your cheek. you give him a glare before moving away from him and slamming the door, making him grin. the drive back to your station was long,

one hand on the wheel and the other out the window. little did you know, Hobie was slipping out of his belt without you realising, your mind preoccupied. He moved to the edge of the seat, leaning over.

"So, lovie. Tell me sum," He murmured, making you flinch and look over your shoulder at him.

"Shit! How'd you get out from your belt?" You curse, unable to pull over at this moment in time, which made him snort a laugh.

"You think about me when you fuck ya'self?" He blurted, making your face flush and splutter a cough. you're...not proud of it, but there has been times he's slipped into your mind. the thought of his hand instead of your own. his whispers of how well you're doing in your ear.

"tha's a yes, innit?" He cooed, grinning to ear to ear at your flushed face. you cleared your throat, shaking your head.

"no, it isn't." you scoffed, finally able to pull over, tucked away by an alley. immediately stepping out the car and climbing into the back, you attempt to try and get him back in his belt.

"Fuckin' corporate otherwise I'm doubling your sentence."

"ya' can't do that."

"I can,"

"only thing y'can do is suck me o-" He hardly finished his sentence before you slapped a hand over his mouth.

"shut up. every time I arrest you, you got somethin' to say. shut up for once." you hissed, and you can tell by his eyes squinting that he had a smile on his face. he then bit your palm, making you flinch and yelp.

"y'like it. cmon, lovie. give in." he urged.

"no. don't make me tighten your handcuffs."

"wouldn't be the first time I'm in handcuffs. don' even hurt no more. I can still fuck ya' with no hands." He coaxed, but was surprised when you seated yourself in his lap.

"what? surprised a cop would do this to a filthy criminal like yourself?" you mocked him quietly, glaring. You had enough. He better fuck you like he says he can.

he nudged your cheek with his nose, tilting his head to try and kiss you. you happily accept, giving him a sloppy kiss as you dipped your hands into his boxers, stroking his hard cock, a guttural groan rumbling through him and into the kiss, which you happily drank up. your free hand shimmied your trousers down, along with your panties, letting them drop in the bottom of the car.

he stared at you, his eyes darkening as he sees your glistening cunt in the street light. you pull him out of his boxers just enough, your hand gripping the base as you guided him to your aching core, not wasting a single second.

"are you gonna fuck me like you promised?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Hobie thought you were taking too long, thrusting upwards. you let out a moan as your hands braced beside him.

"Wha'di say? Hm?" You didn't answer, kissing him purely to make shut up. you rolled your hips, drawing a whimper from surprisingly both of you. you pull away from the kiss, smirking at him.

"did you just fucking whimper?" you teased, watching his eyes darken. It filled you with unfiltered excitement.

"what's next? gonna call me mommy and start begging? mommy, mh! please!" You mocked, getting all hight pitched as you grinned. you opened your mouth to mock him some more, but got cut off as he thrusted upwards again, knocking the wind out of you and a mewl bubbled in your throat. you fell forward, chest to chest with him now.

"don' do tha' shit on me." He scoffed, digging his heels into the bottom of your car before setting a rhythmic pace, sliding in and out of you with ease, his heavy breaths right in your ear.

"o-oh f-..fuck." you gasped, his dick hitting places your fingers, toys, and exes never could. you didn't even know they existed until his thick and long cock decided to hit every single one of them. you buried your face into his neck, moaning repeatedly as your head swirled, focusing purely on the pleasure.

"look at me. look at me right now." He hissed in your ear, groans and grunt in the back of his throat. you leaned back, making eye contact with him through your half lidded eyes, your pretty pink lips parted as soft moans fell from them.

"fuckin' told you I could do i' with no hands," he hissed in your ear, moans spilling loudly from your lips as they mixed with his grunts and the slapping of skin.

"tha's it. Good girl. Such a good girl, yeah?" He cooed, almost mocking as he stared at you, thrusts never faltering. you still nodded, your palms flat on his chest.

"mhm..I am. fuck, please. please." You begged, head spinning as you felt the knot in your tummy tightening as you whimpered.

"whats that? did you just whimper?" He was clearly mocking you, as if he wasn't giving you the best dick you've ever gotten. he knows he is.

"j-just shut up and fu..fuck me." You gasp, your tits bouncing with every single thrust beneath your shirt.

"take your shirt off." He nodded towards your uniform shirt, and you quickly unbuttoned your shirt to reveal a bra matching your panties, tits practically spilling out of it. he let out an amused hum, his eyes never leaving your chest.

"matching set? were you expecting to fuck me today?" He huffed with humour, watching you shake your head. "No? someone else on your radar? You fuck every criminal, babe?" He mused, picking up his speed. how the fuck was he doing this shit with no hands?

"n-no! I just - I just like to match." you whined, panting as you grew closer.

"uncuff me. right now." He grunted, watching as you fumbled to find the key in your uniform trousers. you quickly found it, unlocking the cuffs. without another second of being free, his hands flew to your hips for support as he drilled into you, your slick dripping onto the seat below.

"F-fuck, Hobie!" you gasped, clawing at his chest. his first name on your lips made him let out a guttural groan. he had only heard mister brown till now.

"say that again. say my name." He whispered, sounding almost desperate for it.

"Hobie, m'gonna come. shit, please. please, hobie. I'm so close." You babbled in his ear, chanting his name like a fucking prayer. he huffed, his right hand drifting from your hip to your clit, rubbing tight circles.

"cum f'me, pretty girl." He urged, watching your legs spasm as your orgasm crashed over you. you swear you could see stars. you let out several high pitched whines mixed with gasps. he wrapped his arms around your waist, forcing you to his body as he used you for his own pleasure now. you moaned in overstimulation, clinging onto him.

"oh god, oh god." You whined, hiding your face into his neck as you left crescent shaped marks into his skin. he grunted, his orgasm quickly approaching.

"I know, baby, I know. I'm nearly there, almost done. Y'doing so good." his praise made your head spin, and you selfishly wanted to come again. you involuntarily clench around him, a shallow gasp leaving his throat as he finishes unexpectedly. 

"Fuck." He groans in your ear, thrusts becoming sloppy. his groan spread heat all through you, and you whimpered softly as he pulled out, not wanting to feel empty so soon.

he kept an arm around your waist, the other going to the back of your head as he switched your positions, kneeling in the footwell, pulling you to the edge of the carseat.

"what are you doing?" you whispered, hand on his shoulder to slightly push him away. he immediately swatted your hand.

"cleaning my mess up." He simply said, as if it were the most obvious thing. He kissed up your thigh, and your breath hitched.

"w-wait-.." You mumbled, and he immediately pulled back, concern painting his face.

"You okay?"

"yeah, it's just..no ones ever.." You trailed off, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. his brow arches, cocky amusement on his face now.

"I'm 'bout to be the first to ever eat this pussy? whatta fucking honour." he groaned, his cock throbbing at that fact. he starts kissing his way up your thigh, his hand reaching back to push the passenger seat forward a little so he had more room cause he's a lanky prick.

he then drifted his hands up your thighs, listening closely to your breath hitching, your hips instinctively pushing towards his face as your hand tangled in his hair.

"Please," you whispered meekly, watching him bite and suck his mark into your thighs.

"patience. I eat pussy when I'm ready." He huffed, digging his fingers into your thighs.

"you've eaten other girls out, huh?" you asked, tilting your head at him.

"none like you. ain't none of em had a cunt I wan'ed to nut in." You scrunch your nose at his vulgarity.

"You're feral." you huffed, making him snort a laugh that made you smile.

"Yeah, I know." He grinned, planting a kiss on your clit, making you suck in a sharp breath. he licked a stripe up from your entrance to your clit, going slowly at first to ease you into the new sensation.

"S-shit..s'nice." you nodded, tugging on his hair as you looked down at his pretty hazel eyes between your legs. he hummed as if he knew, the vibrations making your hips buck with a whimper from the back of your throat.

he simply couldn't help himself, beginning to eat you out like a man starved. your breaths got heavy, mixing with loud moans. his slurping sounds and your moans mixed together, the car windows steaming up.

if anyone had taken a peak down the alley you parked in, they would immediately know what was happening. you're fucking a criminal right now. as a cop. fuck, this could ruin your entire career if people found out! this is bad, this is so ba-

"ay. eyes on me. I'm eating your cunt and you're not even paying attention?" He scoffed, slapping your inner thigh, not roughly, but enough to get his point across. you flinched, moaning.

"I'm sorry, m'sorry - please. please carry on." He stared at you, almost glaring.

"usually I wouldn't, but your pussy is fucking perfection." He grunted, leaning back down to suck at your clit, his tongue definitely alot rougher since he saw you paying zero attention to him between your legs.

you sucked in a harsh breath, your hand going to the window and making a hand print on the foggy glass. his middle and ring finger made their way to your entrance, sliding in with ease. his slender fingers immediately found your sweet spot, curling there as he intensified his efforts.

"s-shit! fuck, I'm close. I'm so close." You whimpered, your other hand tugging on his hair. you didn't miss the way his eyes rolled back at that. your back arched, a loud gaspy moan falling from you as your orgasm ripped through you. he happily drank up every last drop, absolutely pussy drunk. how could he not be? you're absolute perfection. as your high subsided, he pulled away, his fingers and chin coated with your cum.

"taste ya'self. see why this is my new favouri'e thing to eat?" He asked, putting his fingers past your lips for you to taste yourself. you moaned softly, swirling your tongue around his fingers, and he grinned. he pulled his pants and jeans back up to his hips, putting his belt back on before slowly dressing you, giving you a kiss on the temple.

your radio chirped with your boss asking where you were and if you needed backup, making your eyes widen.

"Fuck. I was supposed to bring you back like fourty minute ago." You cursed, grabbing your radio.

"Responding, culprit is under control. Bringing him in now." You said, tossing the radio into the front seat. He grinned, looking at you smugly as you slipped his cuffs back on, making them less tight than they were earlier on.

"Ya gon' bail me out in the middle of the night for head?"

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[webdollzz]

rafe x reader with an oral fixation..(yes I'm projecting), gentle slapping (for attention)

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you're sat on Rafe's boat with him, sun bathing as he fiddled with the ropes. you felt ansty, the rocking making your head feel funny, so you grabbed and started chewing on an unused fish bobber near by, it was a weird lil worm and felt nice on your teeth, but that feeling was cut short when Rafe gently slapped your jaw for your attention, frowning at you.

"baby — fuck sake, spit that out. y'ain't a fish." Rafe grunted, his hand on your chin to smush your cheeks together and pull out the bobber. you huff, biting the inside of your cheek now.

"the swaying is making me dizzy," you shrugged, making him think for a moment, trying to find a solution. always the problem solver. he gently grabs your waist, scooping you up and placing you on his lap. "cmon — open up," he said, exasperation evident in his tone as his index and middle finger tapped at your cheek. you open your mouth, gagging slightly when he pushes his two fingers into your mouth, before you started softly sucking and twirling your tongue around them.

"there. that better?" he grumbled, you nodded, not missing the way his bulge grew in his swim shorts, prodding against your practically-no-fabric-bikini as Rafe calls it. he watches you intently, his lips parted as soft huffs fell from them. soon he started fiddling with the strap of your bikini, letting it snap back to your hip a couple times.

"how 'bout I make you dizzy?"

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