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josephandrewstarkey · 3 months ago

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hiii! could you do drew starky x reader with an age gappp. and maybe reader is also famous for like singing or something so their highkey the IT couple.

tysm for your request anon, i hope you like it! xx

in the backseat

warnings: 18+ minors DNI, fingering, backseat, kind of public

words: 845

❧ drew starkey x singer!reader

Y/N was only 21, but she was already one of the biggest names in music. Everyone knew her songs—she was the kind of artist who could make you feel something with just a few lyrics. She wrote every one of them herself, and that’s why people loved her. Her music was raw, real, and so full of emotion that it left fans obsessed.

Drew, on the other hand, was 30, an established actor known for his role on Outer Banks. When they first started dating, people couldn’t stop talking about the age gap. Some fans loved them together, saying they were the perfect couple, while others weren’t so sure. But they didn’t care.

They first met after one of her concerts. Y/N had seen on Drew’s Instagram story that he was going to her show, which completely blew her mind. He was a huge celebrity himself, and yet, here he was, a fan of her music. So, she invited him backstage. When he showed up, they ended up talking for hours—about music, acting, life, everything. The connection was instant. That night, he offered to take her home, and she said yes. From that moment, they were inseparable.

A few months later, they were the couple everyone was talking about. They were on magazine covers, all over social media, and no matter the controversy, it was clear that they were in love. Drew adored her, and Y/N couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.

Tonight was huge. Y/N was performing at one of the biggest stadiums in the U.S., and, of course, Drew was there to support her. The crowd was insane, but when Y/N spotted Drew in the audience, it felt like everything stopped. He was smiling up at her, and for a second, it was just the two of them.

The concert was a blast. Y/N was at her best, hitting every note, dancing across the stage, and the crowd loved every second of it. She could feel the energy, the love from her fans, and especially from Drew, who never took his eyes off her.

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In the dimly lit backseat of their SUV, the world outside felt distant. Y/N leaned back into Drew’s chest, the quiet hum of the car’s engine adding to the tension in the air. They’d been on the road for a while, their driver focused on the winding streets, giving them a sense of privacy. Drew’s arm wrapped around her waist, his lips brushing against her neck in soft, teasing kisses.

“You’re driving me crazy, you know that?” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and gravelly, sending a shiver down her spine. Y/N’s breath hitched as his hand drifted lower, fingers grazing the soft fabric of her dress, teasing her inner thigh.

She let out a quiet gasp as his fingers slid beneath the hem of her dress, moving dangerously close to her center. “Drew,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, thick with anticipation.

He chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to her ear. “You can be quiet, can’t you, baby?” His fingers finally made contact with her, slipping under her panties, and she bit her lip to stifle the moan that threatened to escape. The feeling of his fingers against her slick heat sent a wave of pleasure crashing over her, her body responding instantly to his touch.

He moved slowly at first, drawing out her anticipation, enjoying the way her body trembled against him. “So wet for me already,” Drew whispered, his lips tracing the curve of her jaw. His fingers moved deeper, finding that sweet spot inside her, and Y/N had to bite down on her hand to keep from crying out.

Her free hand gripped his thigh tightly, nails digging into the fabric of his jeans as her body arched towards his touch. Drew’s pace quickened, the pressure of his fingers intensifying as he worked her closer and closer to the edge. He knew exactly what she needed, exactly how to touch her to drive her wild.

Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, her body trembling with the effort to stay quiet. “Drew, I’m close…” she managed to whisper, her voice barely holding steady.

His lips curled into a smirk against her skin. “Then come for me, baby. I’ve got you.” His thumb brushed over her sensitive clit in perfect rhythm, and that was all it took.

Y/N’s body tensed as waves of pleasure crashed through her, her mind going blank as she rode out the high. Drew held her close, his fingers never faltering as he helped her ride through the intensity of her orgasm.

When she finally came down, breathless and flushed, Drew pulled his hand away, wrapping his arm around her waist once again, holding her close. He kissed her temple softly, whispering in her ear.

“You did so good, baby.”

She leaned into him, her body still trembling, and let out a soft, satisfied sigh. The world outside seemed far away, and in that moment, it was just the two of them, lost in their own little bubble of pleasure.

#drew starkey #rafe cameron #drew starkey fic #rafe outer banks #my husband #drew starkey x reader #rafe obx #drew starkey smut #obx

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vincinnamontoast · 28 days ago

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HIII OMG IDK IF UR TAKING REQUESTS (OR IF THIS COUNTS AS ONE??) BUT I CANT WAIT FOR ANY OF YOUR VI FICS 🙏 LIKE OK IM SAT 🪑 YOURE GONNA SLAY!!

sweet consumption ꒰ა♡໒꒱

goddess vi! x fem! reader

SYNOPSIS: honestly not really much of a plot besides vi and reader being in love and obsessed with each other.

WORD COUNT: 2.8k

CONTAINS: smut!, cannibalism as a form of expression, consensual choking, mentions of blood and slight violent actions, religious overtones. p.s I always try to keep clothing and reader’s physical descriptions out of my stories, so readers can resonate with it more. but for this story, reader wears a dress. kind of proofread ? act 3 vi!

AUTHORS NOTE: ^^ omg thank you so much love <3! you’re so sweet, that does mean sm! MINORS/MEN DNI PLS!!

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the soft piano traveled throughout the corridors as you sat toying with the edge of your silky, sage dress - eagerly waiting for your presence to be requested. the smooth, dark marble beneath your feet caught your attention. you swore it swirled in little patterns right before your eyes. the walls of her quarters were coated with various meaningful art pieces and the pillars stood tall where beautiful women were chiseled into the top and bottom. her love and respect for women —for her community, was so admirable. before your mind could wander farther, you were interrupted.

“our goddess, violet, requests you.” a fellow angel proclaims as they seep into your view.

'our goddess?' your mind repeats. It was true. she was a goddess of the people and of the angels. she portrayed that in the most genuine way. however, you still couldn't fight the slight nerve to be a bit possessive. you nodded and smiled to the woman dressed in a silky emerald gown, their wings slightly curled around their hips. taking a deep yet staggered breath, you walk down the corridor that lead to violet's chamber. soon enough, you stood before her arched door. It was vast and encased in fuschia and black jewels. gems and crystals in their purest form blended perfectly above, as gold curled around the edges of the large door frame. before you could even bring your fist up to grab at her door chime, it swings open gently. she sensed you.

It was dark in her chambers. your eyes waited to adjust to it as the fireplace was the only source of light. the soft gothic piano contrasted the crackling of the fireplace. this genre of piano soothed vi’s nerves. your eyes averted as slight movement was caught in your peripheral. and then...you are met with her. she stood right before her large windowsill - it portraying a perfect view of the nightlife that was her domain and the beautiful river encompassing it. she was beyond alluring, truly. words could not describe violet's beauty. for she was the prettiest and the strongest goddess there was. the handsomest soldier that would ever fight on the battle field.

her pinkish red hair peppered with streaks of black, like fire and ash, rested over her right side. her blue eyes like stained glass that always outed her every emotion never failed to capture you. her freckles kissed upon her nose and cheeks like a field of wildflowers in april. oh how cute she was when she scrunched her nose when upset or angry. violet was revered in her looks by the other celestial beings, but they doubted her ideals. violet. sweet violet. her heart so gentle but her face stern. she stood for peace—for equality. but she tended to get too passionate in protecting others and standing for what she believed in. the other goddess's teased her about her name. vi for violence. some pretty butch brute with too much power they'd say. she wished they'd respect her name. and how you wished they would know her. violet. sweet violet. vi.

“you're staring again. hmmm and nor did you acknowledge me when you came into my quarters." she pouts, inching closer to your still being. her hips swayed gently as she walked down the little steps, fists at her side. so ready to protect, like she always was. her beauty put you in a trance as your eyes adjust to the glow of her bronzed freckled skin.

"I'm sorry, my love. It's darker in here than usual." the words jumbled out nervously as the luminescence of her eyes consumed you.

she gently drug her fingertips against the apple of your cheeks. "mmm I am in a mood of sorts today. what do you have for me, beautiful?"

your words caught in your throat and your body shivered. angel's were only allowed to see their goddess' once a month to report to them. you were violet's trusted designated angel that gave her updates of information that she needed to rule her domain, so naturally you saw her a bit more often. the lack of her presence made your yearning beyond intense. the only angel and being that vi had ever touched and she made that clear constantly. but why were you so special? you doubt you'd ever ask. to even be breathing the same air as her was a blessing so you never dare question her.

"I brought all angel reports for last month as well as letters from the goddess's. they seem to have important news to share with you." you nodded, too nervous to glance into her eyes. she loved how nervous she made you.

"so obedient, my sweet girl. I will have to get to it all later." she curls her fingers under your chin. "come.”

she steps away from you to sit on her velvet claudette chaise lounge. she gazes at you intently - waiting. her eyes were warning you as she was often impatient. you walk towards her gently on the tip of your toes. you could never seem to get used to her intensity. she just stares at you often. it's a bit creepy, but you know she is just curious and expressive. reading vi through her eyes was easy for you. she was intrigued.

you kneeled before her as her leg peers out from the slit in her grey throw over dress. she nudges it out to you gently as invitation for you to touch her. as they open, it exposes a delicious amount of her skin that you wanted to just devour. slowly, you bring your hands to glide up her leg. her soft skin feels electric and you swear every muscle in your body relaxed after you touched her. closing your eyes, you nudge your cheek into her skin. you locked eyes as you kiss up her leg, lifting yourself to make your pecks to the inside of her thigh. the feeling of her smooth creamy skin was enticing, the smell of her. vanilla, musk, firewood —brown sugar. the way she was lent back, looking down at you with her legs spread wide was so seductive and sensuous. her arm hung over the couch and the other gently grazed your hair as you nipped at her inner thigh. she had stretch marks on her hips and a bit on her inner thigh. you kissed at them gently. the soft chuckle she let out made your ears ring. goodness. she made you weak.

your breathing got heavier as you inched closer between her dress and to her core. your fingers snake through and move it aside. no underwear. looking up at her, she slightly smiles and blushes. "I was waiting for you — I always do." she breathes out like a whisper.

your cheeks turn a fiery shade of pink. you were then blessed with the sight of her beautiful flower. the heat and scent of her core was close to sending you into a frenzy. tufts of pink hair and puffy lips. you were addicted to her. to her taste. your mouth started to salivate. she bit at her lip and opened her legs wide as if inviting you to enjoy her delicacy. your arms curled around her thick thighs as you grip the soft skin. you press your lips to her clit and suckle. like sweet butter, she melts in your mouth. the sweet but salty taste of her made your toes curl. she was glowing. she threw her head back and her hair flowed over the soft velvet couch. gentle wisps of her hair danced over her lips from her desperate panting. she lets out a gentle moan and entangled her fingers writhin your hair. the feeling of her pussy tangled around your tongue was enough to send you into psychosis. you dug your face into her gently as you could not seem to get close enough. curling and twisting your tongue around her, she panted and whimpered little praises.

her moans increasingly got louder. she was always so vocal. and to say you loved it was an understatement. soft as a harp, her moans flowed through your ears like a gentle river. like a song that soothed your soul. shoving your face into her cunt, your mission was to devour. the feeling of her on your tongue — on your finger tips. her moans, her voice. you were made for her, to please her. to give her the love that she deserved as your goddess. she was under appreciated. you are so deep in thought you failed to realize how tight your grip had become on her shaking thighs. she was overstimulated, yelping and arching her back. she attempted to gently move you. pulling away from her gasp, you muster out, “my goddess. please forgive me. I got carried away. I-“

gripping your cheeks softly, she shoved you back on your knees. her face followed yours closely. "oh how i missed you." she growled.

hearts swam in your eyes. drool and her sweet slick coated your lips and the area surrounding. you look dumbed out. her body was a drug. she was your drug. sweet violet. without the hold she had on your face, you'd fall. she licked at your throat as her calloused fingertips drug your dress down your body. she softly grazed her tongue over the edge of her teeth. she gripped your hips and drug her hands all over your body. the need she had for you was insatiable. untamed, disgusting, and full of teeth. she would kill and stain her hands with blood of the innocent for you. and that was a lot to put down as a goddess for her people. but the way she needed you was vile. the yearn she had for you made her sick. sick and rotted with desire. need. you. a mere angel. nothing compared to her. oh but you were.

her lips captured yours quickly. immediately her tongue swallows yours. her lips were succulent like ripe grapes. to kiss vi was to be refreshed, replenished. revived. crawling down to your level, on the floor, she kneeled with you. not once did she slow her pace and stop the movement of her lips on yours. a kiss was the beginning to her cannabilism. she was kneeling with you. someone as gorgeous and high being as her sat on the dirty floor tangled in front of you. your saliva mixing and tainting her own. she didn't care. your differences didn't make her ill. she was a goddess who could love who she pleased, but she could tell this made you uneasy.

"my love. the floor." you pulled away from the kiss, gently cupping her flushed freckled cheeks. her eyes shone such a radiant blue. she was content.

"I am not above sitting on a dirty floor. I've been in worse. and for you — I would lick the filth from your skin with the blade of my tongue." she whispered, licking the shell of your ear. her cool breath sent shivers down your spine and your heart sunk.

both of her hands held your cheeks, as she curled her tongue over your lips. she pecks them gently and then again, glides her tongue over the plump of your lips. your mouth slightly parted with the pressure and need for her mouth on yours. before you could give into her kiss, she pulls away swiftly. nodding her head in the direction of her sleeping quarters. "on the bed."

you sway your naked body away from her, making your way to her giant canopy. sitting on the edge of the bed, you softly grip her black silky sheets. vi sashays towards the edge where you were and pushes you softly into the middle. standing tall, she drops her dress off of her shoulder. all you could do was stare at her awe. her biceps tensed slightly with her breathing. her subtle abs shone in the light covered in minimal sweat. her tits sat perfectly and exposed. her collar bone, sharp and tempting. the scars painted on her body. her pussy on display and so enticing. again. you could happily die between her legs. everything she did had your pussy melting and pulsating. she crawls towards you and kisses up your body slowly. not breaking eye contact once. she drags her canines against your calf and presses gently, making her way up to your lips.

she’s perfectly above you now, stopping at your face. your eyes are captured in hers and you can’t look away. you smacked your lips onto hers and she burst into a giggle as you peck her lips over and over. pulling away, you let her catch her breath and rub your fingers against her face. you press a kiss to her forehead, her nose, the apple of her cheeks, her eyelids, chin, and then her lips again. then you kiss her hands again, and again, and again. she didn’t like her hands. you knew that. but every sliver of her was perfect to you. she presses her forehead to yours as she gnaws at her lip.

"I want to feel you. to let go with you.”

before you can process a single thought, she eagerly parts your legs wide and squats herself above your cunt. you can feel everything. like her soul and her bones were intertwining with yours. her pussy slid against yours. gripping your legs, she quickens her pace. every touch of her hands on your skin sent your body into shivers. you craved her. you wanted vi to use her calisoused fingers to pry your ribs open and lick your heart and your bones. to live inside of you to protect herself. to connect your organs and become one. to be loved by vi was to be consumed by her. you’re snatched back into reality at the loud sounds of the both of your moans blending together like symphony. she gripped at you like she could not live without her claws and bare teeth sunken into your skin. you chant her name like a prayer, her eyes rolling into her head as all she can think about is you. the sound of you. your skin. your flesh. you. she attempted to cage you in so you couldn't move away from her.

"oh baby i know." she groans into your ear as you whimper closer to your release.

the primal desire for you was unquenchable. she can feel you pulsating against her, she knew you were close. so was she. her right hand tangles around your throat as she begins to squeeze. your eyes rolled so far into your head and all circulation began to cut off. and by the goddess's near, this was the most amazing feeling. to die by violet’s hands. the way she is touching you and staring into your soul. it wasn’t pain. it felt like freedom.

"you belong to me, say it. please." her eyes turn soft and tear up. they were like a gentle void, a void of so much emotion. your vision started to turn white and you could only feel her engulfing you. your orgasms overtaking the both of you like wildfire. you could feel the electricity from her fingertips coursing through your veins and your blood. she loosens her grip as you gasp for air. every touch of hers on your body like a cold breeze. the beautiful pit that was her eyes enveloped you. you both stare at each other in a pant.

"we are all yours, vi." you giggle, referring to the angels and her terrain. gently, she collapses on your chest. you graze your fingers against her back, tracing her tattoos.

she hums, "mmm but they are not." she looks up at you, curling your hair between her fingers. "you are. and for you, i am my rawest form. the yearn I have for you is too much. It hurts." she pauses, and takes a deep breath. "I hate when you walk out that door."

her eyes are entangled in yours. the other celestial’s would say that the love between an angel and a goddess was unruly and dangerous. that didn't matter to you. nor did it matter to vi. they don't know what it was like to kneel at her alter. to be loved and wanted by her. they have not heard her gentle giggles and murmurs throughout every kiss. they haven’t seen her wide set grin and the smile lines surrounding her heart shaped lips. nor have they tasted her divine fruit. they haven't gazed into her eyes and seen right through her heart. to be loved by vi was to be consumed by her.

“my love and loyalty has always lied with you, my sweet violet.” and into her lips, you collide. underneath the fiery touch of vi’s fingertips, you become poetry.

AUTHORS NOTE: ugh yes…cannibalism as symbolism for lesbian love and obsession again>>> of course, it’s literally my favorite and if you get it, you get it :3 anyways, caitvi scene made me scream as hell. everything made me scream and cry omfg. so many thoughts. If you’re reading this, have a great day, night or evening! mwuahhh <33 hope you liked !

#vi arcane #arcane vi #arcane #vi x fem reader #vi x reader #vi smut #vi x you #arcane season 2 #vi x reader smut #caitvi

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plathfiles · 11 months ago

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I loooove your writing, your felix x reader make me twirl my hair and kick my feet. I do have a request, could you do a fluff (maybe smut someway, somehow lolz) where the fem!reader has curly hair? I just feel like felix would be the kinda guy to looove it, especially the way it feels in his hands when he’s tugging on it if ya catch my drift ;)

awe thank you so much!! i definitely catch your drift

i hope you enjoy xx

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pairing: felix catton x curly haired!reader

warnings: smut! 💋 minors dni, oral — male receiving, praise kink, possible hair kink, fluff, lmk if I missed any

Felix loved your hair. He loved how soft and curly it felt in his grasp. In the morning your hair would lay on his face, the smell of the product you used comforting him. Felix always was pulling you close to his chest.

He also loved your hair in other ways, like when you would take him in your mouth. Felix would grab your soft plushy curls and form them into a pony tail, bringing your mouth down on his cock.

In swift motions, you take all of his length. “That’s my good girl,” Felix moaned, as drool and precum leaked from the corner of your mouth.

You moaned around in and the vibrations made Felix shudder. He tugged on the makeshift pony tail he made with your curls. “I’m so close lovely, doing so well for me,” Felix praised.

Soon enough he reached his high. With your hair in his hands he pulled your mouth off his cock, so his cum could paint your beautiful breasts.

Felix pulls you up to him and kisses the top of your head. “Did so well for me,” he praises. A smile forms on your lips.

Felix also loves to help you with your curly hair. At night he sits you on the counter and you hand him the correct products to use on your hair.

Felix loves the smell of your hair and the feel of combing his fingers through your soft curls. He washes your hair whenever he’s allowed. Your smile and laugh music to his ears when he massages your scalp.

“You’re so sweet to me Felix,” you say softly.

Felix kisses your lips, “Anything for my favorite girl,” he says.

#felix catton x reader #felix catton x fem! reader #felix catton x reader smut #felix catton smut #felix catton x you #felix catton x y/n #jacob elordi #felix catton fic #felix catton

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sungbeam · 20 days ago

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GET ME ON THIS ASAP I NEED TO INHALE THIS LIKE OXYGEN GRREHSBDKSNSKD

The Leaders | Masterlist

"this is the underworld that no one escapes from"

ot8!ateez x f!reader

mafia au

genres and warnings: slowburn, angst, fluff, eventual smut (mdni!) poly!ateez, smoking, drinking, gambling, illegal businesses, politics, violence, heavy themes, mild gore, multiple pairings, more specific warnings in the chapters

estimated word count: approx 200k

synopsis: in eden 1970, you join the inner circle of the crescent company by sharing information that could crumble the very foundations of eden itself. amidst the dark world of manipulation, connections, dirty politics and illegal dealings, you navigate with eight seemingly-refined gentlemen who have your back as the war with the elites begins.

timeline | maps (to be released)

chapters:

one |

status: coming soon

taglist: apply here!

#sungbeam strikes again #moot ❧#yumi 🌙#MINORS DNI.

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spookitapes · 1 year ago

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teasing jschlatt hc's

summary | teasing ur boyfriend at his friend's house backfires

pairing | jschlatt x fem!reader

warnings/cw | smut, choking, public sex, degradation, humiliation, rough sex, no prep, jealous!schlatt

!! 18+ MINORS DNI !!

not proofread, sorry for any mistakes !!

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❧ teasing schlatt around his friends is not for the weak...

❧calling his dick small and making fun of his stroke game

❧ he just sits there and takes it

❧ tongue against his cheek

❧ sucking on his teeth

❧ you see the look he's giving you but it only fuels the fire

❧ whispering & laughing with his friends...especially ted

❧ so he waits till he sees you sneak upstairs to the bathroom

❧ follows you and doesn't even try to make it not obvious

❧ pushes the door open so hard as you're washing your hands it makes you jump

❧ "what are you do- shut the fuck up and turn around."

❧ his hand is gripping your throat, slightly cutting off ur air supply

❧ man handles you how he wants when you don't move

❧ ripping a hole in your fishnets bc he's too impatient

❧ "aren't you gonna prep me ?"

❧ "nah you can barely even feel it, right ?"

❧ thrusting balls deep in the first go

❧ doesn't let you hold back any of your pretty noises

❧"stop holding back. let it out. let. it. the. fuck. out."

❧ he accentuates his demands by thrusting harder after each word

❧"who owns this pussy?"

❧"yeah scream my fucking name, baby. let everyone know who makes you into the real slut you are."

❧ he's not stopping till you scream on his dick so loud the whole house knows what's going on in that bathroom

❧ "keep on crying. love how pretty you sound when you beg like that."

❧ he walks you back downstairs with mascara running down your face, hickeys covering your neck & chest, ripped fishnets, and cum running down your shaky legs

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt hcs #jschlatt smut #jschlatt oneshot #jschlatt #chuckle sandwich #chuckle sandwich x y/n #chuckle sandwich x reader #chuckles sandwich smut #cass.lair #schlatt x reader #schlatt smut #schlatt #jschlatt.cass

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l0viia · 2 years ago

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♡︎DOUMA’S BREEDING KINK 18+♡︎

Headcannons

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Requested by: ANONYMOUS

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𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that gets jealous easily and finds any excuse to get you alone.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that gets upset when he see’s you talking to anybody while smiling.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that drags you to his room the moment he feels like he hasn’t gotten enough attention l.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that will find any excuse to eat you out regardless if you’re somewhere appropriate or not.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that buries his cock into you anytime he gets the chance.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that fucks you so hard you end up begging for him to be gentler with you while tears run down your face everytime you guys have sex.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who gets off on seeing you a crying mess under his body.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who’s favorite position is mating presses causing you to always end up in one by the end of the night.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that grips you tightly by the throat while fucking you, demanding that you accept his love and carry his children.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who tells you that you’re the only one fit to carry his offspring.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that won’t stop fucking you until you’re filled to the brim and leaking his cum.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that holds you under him and stares at the expressions you make while he fucks you.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that will force the people who stare at you too long to watch as he buries himself balls deep inside of you, fucking you senseless.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who will kill the other girls in the cult for looking at you wrong.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who loves watching you lose yourself in pleasure under him.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who loves when you ask to sit on his face first thing in the morning.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who gets turned on when you do anything at all.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who keeps you in bed the whole time you’re on your period because he thinks it’s the perfect time to breed you.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who lets you use him for your own pleasure whenever you want.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who constantly reminds you how perfect your body is for bearing his children.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one who makes you cocksit while you sleep so none of his cum can leak out of you.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that will wake you up while being balls deep inside of you because he saw a pregnant lady and he instantly thought of how you 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 to bare his children.

𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮. The one that will fuck you your entire pregnancy because he gets extremely turned on by the thought of you finally having his kids.

❤︎︎𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮 ❤︎︎

This is my first time doing a head-cannon so lmk how I did and give me some feedback on things I should change 🫶

#smut #douma smut #douma fanart #douma x reader #yandere douma #demon slayer douma #kny douma #douma fluff #douma icons #douma x y/n #douma x you #douma headcanons #headcanon #kny x y/n #kny headcanons #one shot #demon slayer

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carm3n-carm3n · 2 years ago

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☙ a long awaited “about me“ post ❧

❤︎︎ my name is jules

❤︎︎ she/her

❤︎︎ 18 years old

❤︎︎ scorpio

❤︎︎ infp

❤︎︎ i love horror movies and music

❤︎︎ some of my fav musicians are lana del rey, my chemical romance, him, ethel cain, green day, fleetwood mac, bauhaus

❤︎︎ fav movies: the shining, possession, heathers, beetlejuice, jennifer’s body, & the virgin suicides <3

❤︎︎ let me know if you wanna be friends

❤︎︎ DNI pedos, p0rn blogs, racists, homophobes, transphobes, & misogynists <3

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aut1smkid · 9 months ago

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❍⌇─➭ welcome to ⌗my blog : ๑ ˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ⌨꒱

Heya people! I'm Auzie! I'm an artist who likes drawing gay lil objects, or whatever. I'm still in school so I won't post often. I stand with Palestine! Fuck them stupid terrorists. They can burn in hell. No matter what happens to Palestine, I won't stand down. I'll just spring right back up! I want to apologize for the awful situation going on in Palestine right now. No matter what happens I'll always be here for you. I take requests too. They're free. As long as you don't pester the shit out of me, I'll be no problem! Also I like taking my time, so please don't rush me. Also, you can ask me for art requests too. Idc. And I'm into vore. Nonsexual vore! If you're uncomfortable with that please leave this blog!

Da rulez!

(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧✧ʸᴱˢ

❧Object shows of any kind! I love the osc, and anything to do with the popular ones!

❧Inanimate insanity! Love it so much! I can't stop doodling the characters someone pls stop me (TдT)

❧AUs! Love em or hate em, there's tons to offer!

(」°ロ°)」ᴺᴼ

❧Proships! Nothing to do with them AT ALL!

❧ ( -_•)╦̵̵̿╤─ NSFW!

❧R*cism! No.... Just no.

❧F*tish! Uhhh.... This one's a maybe. Depends on which one, but here a list of the ones I despise. 👇

F*rt

&ss

Infl*tion

F&t/st*ffing/w3ight g&in

T!ckling

f##t l!cking

(*ˊᗜˋ*)ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ

Oh yeah!!! Almost forgot!! Here's the specific inanimate insanity ships I don't like or dni 👇

On thin ice:

Paintyang, Comedygold, Ojphone (idk wtf you call it) Twophone (as long as it's platonic or not very much kissing I'm cool) testcab, micsoap

Dni!!!

Silverfan, knifan, Tissyang, Tacomic, trofan, being problematic

I'm a minor!!!

NSFW dni!!!

Auzie's stamp hoard!!! 👇👇👇

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crows-templets · 8 months ago

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🪦frequent fronters🪦

❧ signoff ⚘ name ⚘ pronouns ☙

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||template by crows-templets on tumblr||

Goth system intro!

#did osdd #endos dni #did #osddid #plural kit #simply plural #system #traumagenic system #simply plural intro #plural kit intro #system template

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josephandrewstarkey · 3 months ago

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Heyyyy ! Could you do Drew and reader first time … after being a couple for like two months?

ofc!! tysm for your request anon!! 💋

worth the wait

warnings: 18+ minors dni!! smut, cussing

words: 869

❧ drew starkey x reader

It had been two blissful months since Y/N and Drew had started dating, but from the beginning, they had taken things slow. Their relationship had grown from deep conversations and laughter-filled moments into something beautiful and meaningful. Y/N had made it clear early on that she wasn’t ready to rush into anything physical, and Drew had been nothing but understanding, patient, and respectful of her boundaries.

It wasn’t that they didn’t have their moments of closeness—there had been plenty of kisses, late-night cuddles, and the quiet intimacy of just being in each other’s company—but they hadn’t crossed that line yet. There had been no pressure, no rush—just the steady build of trust and connection.

But tonight was different.

Y/N had spent the day preparing, her mind made up. She had gone shopping and picked out something special—lingerie that made her feel confident and beautiful. She wanted to show Drew how much he meant to her, how much she trusted him, and tonight, she felt ready.

As Drew walked into the room, he froze at the sight of her standing there, illuminated by the soft light of the bedside lamp. She was wearing the lingerie, a delicate set of lace that hugged her curves in all the right places. His breath hitched, eyes widening in surprise and awe.

“Wow,” he whispered, stepping closer, his gaze never leaving hers. “You look… incredible.”

Y/N felt her heart race as she smiled nervously, but the warmth in his eyes reassured her. She bit her lip, taking a deep breath before finally saying the words that had been on her mind all day. “I’m ready, Drew.”

His expression softened immediately, any trace of surprise replaced by tenderness. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch as light as a feather. “Are you sure?” His voice was low, full of care and concern.

She nodded, her eyes locked on his. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

Drew’s hand moved to cradle her face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. “I want this to be perfect for you,” he murmured, his forehead resting against hers. “I’ll go slow. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

Y/N smiled at his words, her heart swelling with even more love for him. “I know. That’s why I’m ready. Because it’s you.”

He kissed her softly then, his lips warm and reassuring. Slowly, they moved toward the bed, and Drew kept his promise—he was gentle, every touch slow and deliberate. He treated her with such care, like she was something fragile and precious, always checking in, making sure she was okay.

Y/n’s hand reached his erection, slowly massaging it. And before she knew it his boxers were off. His thick, long cock springing out, slapping against his stomach. She stared at it— shocked at the sight in front of her.

“Drew. That’s never going to fit.” she mumbled, looking up at him.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll make it fit.” he muttered while pressing kisses against her neck, his fingers running through the soft strands of her hair. She moved to take her panties off, she needed him— badly.

“Drew. Please.” she moaned— eagerly waiting for him. He lined his cock at her entrance, rubbing his tip against her clit. Making her cry out. And without warning he pushed into her, his large wood stretching her out.

“fuck, so tight baby” he groaned in her ear, his arms wrapped around her neck as he started pounding in and out of her. He was so rough yet so gentle.

A loud whimper escaped y/n’s throat as he started rubbing her clit. The hand that was just wrapped around her neck was now covering her mouth, muffling any noise as he started pounding harder and harder into her, his hips snapping against her fast and hard enough to bruise.

Her body singing to his tune, as she was driven higher and higher. Each thrust bringing a delicious tension to her. Each string of her body thrumming in perfect time and pitch, getting closer to that breaking point she knew was coming.

Eyes closed to focus on the growing heat. She was surprised when his hand moved to cup her chin and she felt the delicate press of his mouth against hers.

He shoved his tongue into her mouth, it was magical. She ran her hands along his back feeling his strong muscles shift under her touch as he pulled her closer.

It was all too much, and with a strangled shout of his name she fell to pieces. Shaking violently in his arms, the pleasure drowning everything. As she felt him stutter to a halt, he quickly pulled his cock out as he released all over her stomach.

“fuck” he moaned as he fell on top of her. Their breaths mingling together— his face pressed into her hair, soft words of love being murmured as his breathing began to slow.

Afterward, they lay together in the quiet, Drew’s arms wrapped securely around her. He kissed the top of her head, pulling her close. “I love you,” he whispered into her hair.

Y/N smiled, her heart still fluttering. “I love you too.”

And in that moment, as they lay in each other’s arms, Y/N knew that waiting had been worth it. Drew had made their first time together everything she had hoped for—and more.

#drew starkey #rafe cameron #drew starkey fic #rafe outer banks #my husband #drew starkey x reader #rafe obx #drew starkey smut #obx #rafe x reader

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eternalguk · 10 months ago

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Masterlist

Welcome to my masterlist!

Disclaimer; all works are +18. Minors DNI.

a = angst | f = fluff | s = smut

Jeon Jeongguk

❧ All Yours | a , f , s

↠ Your love for Jungkook was a quiet emotion. He was the oxygen you needed to breathe. In his kisses, you found sincerity. In his embrace, you discovered your heartbeat. And in his love, you found your eternal home.

❧ Losers | a , f , s

↠ Jeon Jeongguk. Your brother's best friend, your mom's favourite human, and the man who is saved as, the certified asshole, on your phone. With his black hair and piercings, his tattoos and skinny jeans… Jeongguk has been your worst nightmare since you were 18. Six years later, getting along with him is still impossible. The only difference? His pastime then was to steal your diary and read it aloud. Now? Well… let’s just say, it’s most definitely not the same.

❧ Before Sunday Ends | f , s

↠ With scents of vanilla lingering in the air. With the comforting sound of Jungkook cooking. And, with a deep, unspoken connection that needs no words… you find yourself falling in love with Jungkook all over again.

❧ All Mine | f , s

↠ When Jungkook's jealousy flares, it’s not just a fleeting emotion—it’s a spark that sets the night ablaze. His possessive side takes over, and he’s determined to remind you exactly who you belong to… in the most unforgettable way.

❧ Our Quiet Christmas | f , s (teaser only)

↠ After a whirlwind year of schedules, chaos, and never-ending to-do lists, Jungkook whisks you and your daughter away to a secluded cabin for a much-needed Christmas getaway. With snowflakes falling outside and the crackling fire keeping the cold at bay, it’s the perfect chance to slow down and soak in the love that makes your little family so special… But Jungkook has more than just cosy movie nights and snowman-building in mind—he’s set on expanding your family, and he’s not exactly subtle about it. Between his playful charm, heartfelt confessions, and stolen kisses by the fire, it’s hard to resist the idea of giving Areum the sibling Jungkook can’t stop dreaming about.

❧ Checked out | f , s (coming soon)

↠ When your best friend asks you to cover her shift at the campus library, you reluctantly agree, figuring it’ll be a quiet night of reshelving books and dodging overdue fees. What you don’t expect is Jeon Jungkook, the star of your shared lectures and the subject of your most distracted daydreams, walking in with a cocky smile and a book to return. Flirty banter turns into suggestive glances, and when Jungkook offers to help you “restock” in the back storeroom, the air grows thick with more than just dust. Alone, pressed between shelves of forgotten novels, you realise some things are worth being overdue for. After all, who needs silence in the library when the tension is this loud?

❧ Pink Hearts & Black Clouds | a , f , s | series (coming soon)

↠ Jeon Jungkook is the epitome of a brooding grunge. Moody, distant, and always a little too sarcastic. A grumpy, tattooed college student who barely tolerates anyone… except you. Somehow, the girl who’s a whirlwind of pink hearts and strawberry lipgloss is the one who keeps dear Jungkook on his toes.

But you must admit… behind that gruff exterior, there’s a side of him only you get to see—gentle, caring, and ready to spoil you in his own way. Everyone else may see him as the tough guy with a permanent scowl, but you know better. Jungkook’s heart? It’s all yours.

A series of oneshots following the lives of grunge bf!jk and bimbo gf!reader (alternatively known as doll!… oc requested for this to be in pink!)

Requests

❧ I’ve got this | fluff

↠ Jungkook becomes angry as you politely request to split the bill after a meal out.

❧ IKEA Showrooms & Moody Nightclubs | fluff, crack

↠ Jungkook and you bicker over who chooses the paint colour of your new home.

Please note that my stories are currently Jungkook centred, but I will be sharing stories based on other members eventually.

#bts fics #bts masterlist #bts smut #bts x reader #bts x you #jungkook smut #jungkook fics #jungkook angst #jungkook fluff #jungkook x reader #more members to come soon ; so I will not use their tags as of yet as that is unfair !

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