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[necro-fil3]

Ask me whatever you please :)

Send me a number

1:Name

2:Age

3: 3 Fears

4: 3 things I love

5:My best friend

6:How tall am I

7:What/Who do I miss

8:What time was I born

9:Favourite color

10:Favourite quote

11:Favourite place

12:Favourite food

13:Do I use sarcasm

14:What am I listening to right now

15:Shoe size

16:Eye color

17:Hair color

18:Favourite movie

19:Favourite song

20:Favourite band

21:The reason I joined Tumblr

22:Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

23:Where am I right now?

24:Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

25:Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

26:How often do I wear a fake smile?

27:If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

28:What was the last lie I told?

29:Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

30:What’s the weather like right now?

31:Do I have any nicknames?

32:Can I touch my nose with a tounge?

33:Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?

34:Favourite animal?

35:What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

36:What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

37:What is my favorite word?

38:My top 5 blogs on tumblr

39:What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

40:Failed a class?

41:Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

42:Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

43:Been outside my home country?

44:Been in airplane?

45:Learned another language?

46:Dyed my hair?

47:Rode in an ambulance?

48:Stalked someone on a social network?

49:Do I like my handwriting?

50:Am I afraid of the dark?

51:Am I afraid of heights?

52:What do I like about myself

53:My closest Tumblr friend

54:Any question you’d like?

[succubusvalentine]

Simon Riley becoming obsessed with you after a one night stand. CW : brief mentions of pussy eating, stalking, brief mentions of masturbation and hookups.

You had a great night with the brute you took home from the bar. He could throw you around and manhandle you, not to mention he was hung like a horse and actually knew where the clit was.

But that was that. You exchanged few words the following morning, and he left.

But you wouldn't leave his head. Every night Simon tried replicating your tight cunt with his hand. He remembered your moans and whines under him. How sweet and pathetic you cried.

And then Simon started spiralling. He started trying to find women on porn sites that resembled you, he started going to bars and sleeping with women who resembled you. And yet none of them could replicate what he had felt with you.

Simon got sick of it. He wanted needed you. So, he did the only rational thing.

He stalked you.

Simon ended up finding you easily. You were such an oblivious and stupid girl.

He stalked you for weeks. Until he cornered you in a bar and you recognised him. Taking him to your home once more.

Simon was desperate once you entered your apartment. His big hands pawing at your thighs and ass as he led you back to your bedroom. Your horny brain not taking a second to realise he shouldn't know the way to your bedroom based off of one hookup two months ago.

Simon slobbered at your pussy for almost an hour to make this night last. He wanted to ruin you for anyone else. And judging from your screams he was definitely doing a good job.

The following morning you expected Simon to be gone. But his muscular arms were tight around your waist. Holding you against him.

"Never letting you go again, bird"

⛧°. ⋆𓌹♰𓌺⋆. °⛧

[nickgurl4life]

✦PAGES✦ chapter one

Pairings: nerd!matt x popular!reader

CW: for this chapter is just fluff, just their first time talking, but tutoring and soft flirting are in here if you care :)

Summary: popular!reader asks nerd!matt for tutoring lessons and when she arrives at his house for the lessons, she's a bit more flirty and open, what will happen between the two?

Announcement: This is my first ever series! So I really hope you guys will enjoy it :)

CHAPTER 2

He was in awe, straight up ogling over you. But he knows he doesn't have a chance. You're the prettiest, sweetest, most popular girl in school, and he's, well, him. He watches from his spot at the lunch table, and you perched on top of the seat by the "popular" seats as they all call it. You chat away with friends, and he almost squeals as you lock eyes with him. His face flushes red at the sight of your gorgeous eyes meeting his ice blue orbs. When he looks up to check if your still looking, he blushes more as he sees you still looking, raising a hand, he waves shyly then looks down immediately as you reciprocate it. He hears your voice faintly then notices you start to approach. He starts to mentally curse himself and forces a smile when you mutter a soft, sweet hello. "Hey- uh...can I, can I help you?" He asks softly and you chuckle. "May I sit?" You question as you gesture to the empty seat next to him.

"U-uhm-" he nods as he scoots to offer a bit of extra space. He watches as you sit down, the small expand in your thighs, the tiny arch in your back, the way your backside expa- "Hey? You with me?" You ask with a soft chuckle as his face floods with redness as you mention his zoned out expression. "Yeah- sorry uh....if I may ask, why did you wanna sit with me?" He inquires with a tilt of his head. "Oh! Right I was wondering if you could tutor me in math. My grade is low and I'm struggling bad-" You retort with soft flushed cheeks. He smiles, finding your small bit of embarrassment cute. "Yeah, if your fine doing it at my house cause I usually do better in my own homely environment" he replys with a nod as you nod as well. "Okay, meet me in the school parking lot and I can drive you to my house..." he says softly and you nod, getting up and returning to your original table. God he can't wait till schools over now.

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It was last period, and as soon as the ball rang, signaling schools ended. He grabbed his books and papers, darting out the classroom to his locker. He places his stuff in his locker in an organized manner, slipping his bag over his arm and walking out of the building towards his car where he sees you, sat on the bench on the sidewalk near the parking lot. "Hey!" He says with a high wave to signal him. He chuckles at your reaction, a small gasp but a smile growing as you jog over. "Okay, you ready?" He questions, and when you nod, he leads you to his car, casually opening the door for you without thinking. When you sat inside his vehicle, he shut the door and round the car to get into the driver's seat. His hand inserts the key into the ignition, turning it as the car starts. He pulls out of the parking spot, and before you know it, you're down the road. You can't keep your eyes off his hands, the veins exposed from his tight grip on the wheel, the way he casually drives is hot to you. No, not him? Why are you ogling the nerd of all people, damn it, you need to stop. You are pulled out of your thoughts at the soft call of your name. "Hey? You okay, you zoned out~" Matt mentions as he pulls into his driveway.

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It has been about an hour since you and him arrived, and all you hear is "blah blah blah" when he talks. You never thought you'd be in awe of the schools nerd, but something about him just makes you wanna shove the book off his lap and smash your lips on his. "Hey? Did you write that down?" He asks as he taps the equation on the paper. "Oh- uh yeah...one second," you nod as you quickly copy down the problem. "Has anyone ever told you that you look cute in glasses?" You compliment without thinking, and when it clicks in your head, you go red, matching Matt's face as well. "Uh, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to say that I-" You stutter out in embarrassment. "Hey, uh- y-your, fine, I just...wasnt- expecting that?" He reassures shakily with a small chuckle. "Let's just uh- get back to work." He says as he looks back down to the thick textbook on his lap. "But uh...thank you- and uh...you are really pretty-" he mumbles in a barely audible tone, but you still hear him, both of you red as a tomato. "But uh, let's just keep working..." you mumble and you both nod. It may not feel like it but this might just end differently than both of you thought.

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It's now the next day at school, throughout the morning you both exchange small glances in the halls. It has now hit lunchtime and he's is in shock when you sit your tray on the lunch table and sit down next to him. Why weren't you sat with the popular kids? "Uh, hey~" Hey says softly, praying he doesn't mess this up, nor make you uncomfortable. "Hi, uh I know I should've asked before I sat down but...may I sit?" You ask with a chuckle. "Yeah I don't mind at all" he chuckles as he takes a bit of his food. "Okay, thanks...my friends are being dicks so, figured I'd sit here~" you admit with a sigh, making him frown a bit. "Why? What did they do?" He tilts his head. "Oh they are just making fun of me for talking with you and shit but it's fine." You take a bite of your food, him doing the same. "Well, I wouldn't mind if you hung out with me more~" he admits with a grin and you reciprocate it. "I'd love to hang out more Matt, it'd be fun" you chuckle as his cheeks go bright red. "Well uh...same time for tutoring?" He nods, "yeah, same time works, just meet me in the parking lot again" he smiles, watching you stand up and leaving the lunchroom. He doesn't mind being your tutor, hell, maybe he might get a relationship out of it cause of how it's going but he can never be sure~

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Hi guys! So this was chapter one, there will be many more but I hope you like this. Again this is my first series so it won't be super long as I'm still working on the lots of writing bit I hope you enjoy it loves🫶🏻

Dividers by me :)

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[draculasdaughterrr]

༒؄ ۭۭۭ۫ࣳ۫֗❘ ꯭ i’ve dug two graves for us my dear 🪺 ৡ࿔

𒅒ཉ if i could act on my revenge, no, would i? (°¯᷄◠¯᷅°) ᬼ

[rafesbangs]

need. so bad. ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

tw rough sex, extreme choking, dubcon? ༄

sometimes rafe got a little carried away, he’ll admit that. he didn’t know what it was — the coke, the power trip, or the pure carnal desperation — he lost himself.

fucking you in missionary, legs wrapped tightly around his waist as your loud pornographic moans echoed through the house. he was watching you — staring, leering. he just couldn’t get enough of you, writhing beneath him and crying out his name. it almost distracted him from his thrusts.

his fingers gently traced your skin, as if he was memorising your skin pattern beneath his finger tips, engraving it to memory. his fingers, oh so soft, traveled up your sternum and to your neck, placing themselves around it tightly. he watched closer, seeing the way your brows pinched together and a whiny gasp fell from your parted lips — hands reaching up to grasp his wrist.

he didn’t know why, he didn’t know what spurred him to, or told him to, but he tightened his grip. harder, and harder. still pounding you, your cunt fluttering around his cock desperately as you clawed at his arm. he leant down, sloppily mouthing at your cheek and jaw as he panted out moans, hand squeezing your throat hard enough that your vision started getting spotty and legs started to fall from around his waist.

“fuck, i love you. iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou.” he whined desperately, kissing your cheek a few more times before leaning his forehead against yours, feeling your pussy spasm around him.

only when your eyes began crossing and fluttering shut did he cum, letting out a long — almost breathless — groan, breath fanning over your face as he filled you with hot ropes of his cum.

[girlactress]

actress!reader au instagram posts

pairing: actress!reader x chris sturniolo

summary: a series of instagram posts after actress!reader and chris meet for the first time!

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youruser ✓

liked by christophersturniolo and 2,601,593 others

youruser missed me?

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user she’s so perfect

yourname.updatess oh to be yourname

phoebe.lee my beautiful girl

→ youruser can’t wait to see uuuu

user 😍😍😍

christophersturniolo wow

liked by author

→ maeeesturniolo1 chris???

→ user leave my wife ALONE

youruser ✓

liked by jennaortega and 4,186,112 others

youruser scream vi coming out in theatre’s near you in a week!!!! so excited for you all to see this one, it was a pleasure to work with such a great cast for such a great movie. i’ll see you all soon … 🔪🩸⌛️

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user cannot wait omg

christophersturniolo tickets already booked 💯

→ youruser hope you enjoy it 😊

jackchampion let’s goooo

liked by author

user chris in reader’s comments again���. 🤔

→ user LOL HE’S SO SHAMELESS

nicolassturniolo i’m so excited!!!!

→ youruser eeee i’m so gladddd

christophersturniolo ✓

liked by matthewsturniolo and 681,992 others

christophersturniolo 🪄🪄

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matthewsturniolo he’s just a chill guy

user he’s sosksososososfineee

user i just passed out

youruser cool hat

→ christophersturniolo i think it would look better on you

→ user are we seeing this???

→ user chris the rizzler

[equinox-86]

はらぺこ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲

❥DiabolikLovers || くじ || Type B

You have @eternalchiyo thank for my sudden surge in motivation. I'm actually planning to turn this into an acrylic stand as soon as my Carla and Shin stands arrive omgomgomg. I can finally take my delulu a step further by having merch of them together side by side BYE—

⋆┈┈⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅┈┈⋆

[the-crow-in-the-blooming-tree]

Ohlsdorf Cemetary ♰ [Hamburg, Germany]

[rafesbangs]

this is soooo ajgewfjefnh ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

finding out about your tumblr blog ─ 𝓻. cameron

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ this is definitely targeted… tw : allusions to sex

rafe never understood your obsession with “girlblogging.” sure, he thought it was cute—the way you’d curl up on the couch, your pink laptop balanced on your knees, a cup of milk tea within arm’s reach. the faint clicks of your keyboard always filled the air when you were lost in your own little world, sharing “self-care tips” and “moodboards” with your mysterious tumblr audience.

he didn’t think much it. at least, not until today.

you were sprawled out on your bed, legs kicking behind you as you typed away, completely absorbed. the salty breeze from the open window ruffled the curtains, and the sound of distant waves mixed with the soft hums you let out every so often. rafe stood in the doorway, fresh from a shower, his hair still damp and curling at the ends. he leaned against the frame, phone in hand, scrolling absentmindedly.

“what are you writing about now?”

“just blogging,” you said vaguely, not even sparing him a glance.

“girly tumblr stuff?” he teased, pushing off the doorframe and walking toward you.

“yeah, actually,” you replied, giving him a quick smirk before returning to your screen. rafe sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze flicking from your focused face to the laptop. “you ever write about me?”

your fingers froze on the keyboard for a split second before you quickly recovered, brushing him off. “no.”

“really?” his eyebrow quirked as he leaned back against the headboard, his phone still in his hand. “sounds like something you’d do.”

“why would i write about you on my blog?” you scoffed, avoiding his eyes.

“dunno,” he said in a mock-hurt tone. “i’m a pretty interesting guy.” you rolled your eyes, trying to ignore him as you finished up your post. after rereading it once (okay, twice), you hit “publish” and closed your laptop, satisfied. rafe didn’t say anything else, and you thought that was the end of it—until you heard a quiet chuckle.

“what?” you asked, turning your head to see him grinning at his phone.

“you sure this post isn’t about me?” he asked, holding up his screen so you could see it. your stomach dropped. there it was—your freshly published post, complete with a vague (but not that vague) recount of what had gone down earlier.“rafe!” you shrieked, lunging for his phone, but he held it out of reach, laughing as you scrambled to grab it.

“‘he’s so unfairly hot it’s disgusting. the way he kissed me earlier,’” he read aloud, grinning as you groaned and buried your face in your hands. “‘don’t even get me started. my legs still feel weak, and i’ll never stop thinking about-’”“stop!” you whined, your face burning.

“so this is what you’ve been up to?” he teased, finally tossing his phone onto the bed and pulling you into his lap. “sharing all our secrets with the internet? naughty girl…”

“you’re the worst,” you hid your face in his chest.

“nah, more like ‘unfairly hot’,” he chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. you peeked up at him, pouting. “you’re never supposed to find my blog.”

“well, then maybe don’t write about how i give the best creampies,”

“ugh, i’m deleting it,” you mumbled.

“don’t you dare,” he said, holding you tighter. “i kinda like knowing you’re out here bragging about me. makes me feel special.”

“you’re insufferable.”

“and yet you’re still obsessed with me,” he shot back, leaning in to kiss your still-pouting lips.

 fear-is-truth 2024 — all rights reserved. do not modify, repost, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[en-gelicc]

(҂` ﾛ ´) ⠀♰⠀ 𝖡𝖤𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖨𝖥𝖴𝖫 🎬 ʾ ⠀❚❚

⠀⃝🪦ㅤㅤ⠆ ㅤ⒛ ͏ ͏الفتاة التي تعرفها الآن ͏ ͏ ㊙ ͏ ͏ ♱

[jadeshifting]

— 5 SENSES ( WAKING UP IN MY WALKING DEAD DR )

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♰ — this exact moment is one of quiet routine for me—another day of survival, waking up in an abandoned house i camped out in. i have no idea that my world is about to collide with Rick’s group, or that today, for better or worse, will change my life forever

♰  … SIGHT

— the first thing i see is the dim, grayish light of dawn filtering through the torn curtains of the bedroom window

— the faint outlines of abandoned furniture cast long shadows, and dust motes float lazily in the air

— my makeshift camp dominates the room—a military sleeping bag laid out on the floor, my sturdy backpack leaning against a cracked wall, and my dog Pistol’s harness draped over a nearby chair

— the house is eerily quiet, the hallway outside the door dark and foreboding. my gun rests within arm’s reach, its chrome steel reflecting a hint of light

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♰  … SOUND

— the world outside is unnervingly silent, broken only by the occasional rustle of tree branches in the breeze or a distant crow cawing

— i hear Pistol’s soft, rhythmic breathing beside me, occasionally punctuated by the sound of his paws twitching in a dream

— a faint creak echoes from the old floorboards as i move, a reminder of how precariously time-worn this house is

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♰  … SMELL

— the house smells stale, a mix of mildew, dry rot, and the faint metallic tang of rust. it’s the scent of decay that clings to every abandoned place in the apocalypse

— there’s a faint, earthy aroma of dirt and leather from Pistol, mingled with the lingering smell of the jerky i gave him last night

— my own scent—a mix of sweat, gun oil, and faint traces of strawberry chapstick—linger in the small, enclosed room

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♰  … TASTE

— my mouth is dry, tasting faintly of the strawberry gum i chewed last night. the hint of artificial sweetness still clings to my tongue, though now it feels stale and bitter

— i’m already craving the cold tang of water from my black steel bottle, though i know i’ll have to ration it

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♰  … TOUCH

— the soft warmth of Pistol’s fur brushes against my arm as he nudges me awake, his cold, wet nose pressing against my cheek to say good morning

— i feel the rough texture of the sleeping bag beneath my fingers as i push myself up. the coldness of the floor seeps through, making my joints ache slightly

— a faint chill hangs in the air, the kind that creeps into old houses and settles into the bones. it makes me shiver slightly as i rub my hands together to wake myself up fully

— my gun is cool and reassuringly heavy in my hand as i pick it up to check for any immediate threats

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[xoista]

i just know they hit that one spot. every time. each thrust.

[succubusvalentine]

Simon Riley who doesn't know how to comfort you. So, he does the next best thing. CW : fingering, praise, dirty talk

Simon has never been good at communicating. Especially after growing up in an abusive household. Problems were solved with fists, not words.

He'd gotten better at communicating over the years. Though, he still struggled. Especially when it came to comforting people.

So when you came home, clearly pissed off, Simon was internally panicking. He had no idea what to do.

Simon remained silent as he stalked to the bedroom, looming in the doorway like a shadow as he watched you change into your shorts and singlet top.

"What, Simon?" You snapped, eyes flickering with frustration.

"What's got your panties in a twist, lovie?" Simon asked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorway.

"Don't talk about my panties, Simon!" You say, which makes Simon raise a brow at you. You really weren't having it today.

"Alright" Simon sighed, his brain finally flickering with an idea.

He pushed off the doorway and walked over to you. Picking you up and ignoring your protests. Carrying you to the living room and sitting on the couch with you between his legs. You're back to his front.

"Up we go" Simon hummed, lifting your legs to spread them and rest them over his thick thighs.

"What're you doing?"

"Fixing your attitude"

"My attitude does not need fixing"

"Sure it doesn't, lovie"

"It doesn't!"

"Whatever you say"

You go to protest but then there's two thick fingers rubbing at your clit. Making you go lax and whine in a mixture of relief and frustration.

"Tell me about your day, darlin'" Simon growled in your ear, his fingers slipping down your folds and into your cunt. Fingers curling up and pressing firmly against your g-spot repetitively. Making you gasp and a moan to be forced from your chest.

"Fucking-Sherry wouldn't stop bothering me" you whimpered, grinding your cunt against Simons hand. "She was such a bitch today always on my ass about-oh my god there!-everything!"

"Sounds real stressful lovie. But look now, you're doing such a good job grinding that pretty cunny against my hand. Soaking your panties and shorts like a good girl, hm?" Simon whispered in your ear, nipping the flesh gently.

"'m being good" you nod dumbly, gasping as Simons fingers speed up. Your hips moving on their own accord. Heat quickly pooling in your lower stomach.

"C'mon baby, come for me. You can do it. You'll be such a good girl if you do" Simon whispered, his free hand moving from your thigh to under your shirt, tugging roughly at your nipple, sending you over the edge.

You soaked Simons hand and your panties in your release. Crying out in pleasure. Head tipping back and eyes squeezed shut as you whine and moan.

"good fucking girl, huh?" Simon growled as he kissed your neck "attitude just needed to get fucked out of you"

So yeah, maybe Simon wasn't good at comforting you. But he was really fucking good with his fingers.

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[rkivefr]

𓈒‧ ⭒ 𝒞𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗌 𝒜𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝒮𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗌 𝑀𝗒 𝐻𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 ⊹ ֗ ♡ ͏ ͏

[nickgurl4life]

Bet im down

@pvssychicken @chrislilcumslvt

[draculasdaughterrr]

⭒ ⋆ 💿 webcore blinkies ⋆ฺ࿐🩹 ࣪⁎˚