#Happy Sinday babes

[andy-clutterbuck]

[yunalai]

BABBIT FINISHED MY QIDRAY DOODLE HEHEHEHE (NSFW!!!)

[musedriven]

" i’d tell you not to get in trouble, but i suspect it will find you whether you like it or not. "

[navybrat817]

🧚🏻‍♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must pick one CE fictional babe and share a hoe thought including the prompts: midnight + soft!dark 😏 Go on and spread those shameless hoe vibes and your legs 😘❤️

Sis! I asked you with no context to choose between Steve and Ari. Hehe. Hope you like it.

When the Clock Strikes

Pairing: Soft Dark!Ari Levinson x Female Reader Summary: You wake up and realize you're not alone in your new place. Word Count: Over 1k Warnings: Implied smutty times, non-con/dubcon elements (you have been warned), creepy vibes, otherworldly, Ari Levinson (yep, he's a warning) A/N: Happy Sinday! ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You weren’t sure why you awoke so suddenly, but you found yourself shivering as you sat up in your bed. You normally had no trouble sleeping through the night, though you couldn’t be sure it wasn’t morning or not thanks to your blackout curtains. Maybe it was a touch of anxiety since you were living in a new place, but you loved your new home. It also could’ve been because you were freezing.

And naked.

What the hell?

You covered your chest as you tried to see through the darkness of your room. The last thing you remembered coming home after having a couple of drinks with your friends. The warmth from the alcohol made you strip off most of your clothes before you collapsed on the silky sheets, but you were certain you kept your bra and underwear on. What happened to them? Where was your comforter?

With a tired sigh, you grabbed the sheet from the end of the bed and covered yourself up. You probably kicked the comforter away in your sleep. It still didn’t explain what happened to the rest of your clothes. Fear lit up in your chest like a flare at the thought of someone else taking them off, but you didn’t bring anyone home with you.

I didn’t have that much to drink.

Glancing at your nightstand, you felt around for your phone and tapped the screen. Midnight. “Just go back to sleep,” you muttered to yourself, fluffing your pillow and resting your head against it with a huff.

Silence filled the air as you shut your eyes.

They snapped open as the closet door handle turned a second later.

Oh, my god.

You lay frozen as something or someone slowly pushed the door open, the creaking noise making your heart palpitate. From what you could see, a tall, built man with the brightest blue eyes you’d ever soon stood in the middle of your closet. You shouldn’t have been able to make out his eye color from the lack of light, but they seemed to glow as he took a step toward you. No sound came out when you tried to scream.

Why can’t I move?

Though you didn’t see him move his hand or move any closer to the bed, he turned on the nearby lamp. Whether to get a better look at you or for you to see him, you weren’t sure. He had no shirt on, the dark hair on his chest matching his luscious locks and beard. His piercing gaze seemed to see right through you as you thought about how handsome he was. It wasn’t right to think that way, but fear was sometimes unexplainable.

He’s a stranger in my home. He was hiding in my closet. He-

“You’re much prettier than the last tenant,” the man spoke into the darkness, his voice rich and deep. “And all alone.”

You were still incapable of using your voice as you attempted to scramble away from him. You asked before signing the lease why you got the place so cheap, but you couldn’t recall the answer. Did he do something to the last person who lived here? Why didn’t you ask around more?

“Have I rendered you speechless, sweetheart?” he asked with an amused smile, gripping your ankle through the sheet. “We’ll need to change that.”

Your heart leapt to your throat when he tore the fabric away to reveal your naked body. “What do you want?” you finally asked, your voice no louder than a whisper.

The bed dipped under his weight as he crawled toward you. The mixture of light and shadows cast a sinister glow along his face as he smiled. “I want you to scream my name when I make you come.”

He cut off your whimper when his hand shot out to grip your throat. “Please,” you gasped.

“Ari. My name is Ari,” he told you, squeezing as he nudged your thighs apart. You didn’t know who he was. More accurately, what he was. “And I know you’ll take my cock like a good girl. I’ll wreck your cunt ‘til you beg for me to keep you.”

You arched your back, his touch everywhere though he didn’t move his hands. His fingers pinched your nipples, his tongue licked your folds, but he stayed still above you. It was otherworldly. It had to be a dream.

Or a nightmare.

“But you won’t have to beg much. I already plan to keep you,” he promised, brushing his thumb along your lips before he forced them open. “And I plan to ruin each of your holes. Your cunt, your ass, your mouth, they’re mine. You’re mine.”

You made a sound of protest around the digit in your mouth when you felt the head of his cock breach your tight hole. He hadn’t prepped you, but your body betrayed you by trying to suck more of him in. Why weren’t you fighting? Why did you want this?

“That’s it, sweetheart. Let your sweet cunt welcome me home where I belong,” he grunted.

I belong to you, Ari.

Before he sheathed you completely, you woke up with a gasp. You gulped as you felt along your body, your heart pounding in your chest as your eyes darted around your dark bedroom. A nervous giggle escaped when you realized you were all alone. No one was in your room and you were okay. A strange man wasn’t about to take advantage of you. It was just a dream.

A vivid, erotic dream.

“Maybe I did drink too much,” you said, reaching for your phone on the nightstand. You frowned when you saw the time.

11:59pm

“What?” you whispered, gripping the device when you watched the time change to 12:00am.

Midnight.

The scared giggled came out again as you set your phone down. “It was just a dream,” you said, your gaze flickering to the closet door where it remained shut.

Just a dream.

That’s what you told yourself when the door handle turned.

Could be a fun world to explore with these two! Love and thanks for reading. ❤️

[themarvelliteraryuniverse]

[ VIBRATION ] - for Victor. Ahem.

Happy SinDay

He likes this.

Victor toys with his phone more than he ever has, careful to keep his claws short enough so he doesn't puncture the screen before he's had his fun. He got a phone for this reason and only this reason. Well, maybe not only but mostly.

He grins, remembering setting the toy down on the table in front of Hank's morning meal and the guy turning purple with a blush. He'd never seen someone's eyes go so wide, but the arousal that punctuated the air was answer enough for him.

If they had to do boring chore runs because Hank refused to bring him around Xavier and the rest of the X-Dicks, then Victor was going to have fun with it. Most of their "relationship" was Victor dragging Hank out of his comfort zone fifty shades of blue style, anyway. No real harm was ever done, mainly because if he ruined the guys trust now, there'd be no way he'd make it close enough to Xavier to deal a killing blow.

But none of that matters right now. What is important is walking through the only mutant friendly book store in town and waiting for Hank to order them coffee before his thumb slides across the screen of his phone and turns the toy up to full.

Victor keeps a fixed face, holding up a bag of coffee and pretending to read the label while all his other senses are tuned to Hank. To the noises he finally makes and the way his breathing gets harder and his heart beats off rhythm.

"Oh, hey, Babe. This stuff's from the Virgin Isles. Huh. Imagine that."

[espinosaurusrexex]

Sunday discussion? More like Sinday discussion. Your secret relationship fic got me thinking.

Picture this..

Every day is the same thing for Bucky with the guys trying to hook him up with some girl. But behind closed doors, he and Y/N go hard with their sexcapades. The team can clearly hear her and she doesn't care. But Bucky? Part of the fun for them is trying to keep quiet. Well Bucky tries to keep quiet, Y/N tries to make him break. Giving him the sloppiest blow jobs, taking him as deep as possible, just choking on him. But Bucky always wins. It's not till the team finds out about them that he stops holding back. Y/N smug as fuck at Bucky letting them all know who he belongs to. 😈

Did somebody turn up the heat?! Cause it’s getting hot in here!!!

This is so good OMG 😩

Just imagine Bucky having to hold back so much even though he knows every little moan he slips is so freaking rewarding because Y/N will LITERALLY REWARD HIM FOR IT!

“Just one little whimper, babe”

“No”

“You know you want to”

“No”

“Just a tiny little moan, Buck. I’ll do that thing”

And he bites his lips contemplating if it’s worth it. “Fuck…”

And there have definitely been several instances in which they almost got caught and Bucky had to do the old hide in the closet thing until whoever was at the door finally disappeared. Leading to all the other avengers betting on who they would see walking out that room only for them to never ever see anyone?! The reader is known as “miss Houdini” or something because she makes her lovers disappear and it’s triggering Sam and Tony so much!! (Also Pietro but his ego is too bruised to admit).

And every time he hears them discuss, Bucky just sits quietly in the corner smirking to himself like…

“Well, whoever it was this time, I have never heard that sound come from her room before. Must have some serious skills…”

And because they all picture him as this introverted guy they’re just all the more shocked it was Bucky all along.

You best believe the first time those two fuck after their relationship is public shakes the freaking compound. Bucky believes it’s the best sex ever because even though the thrill of getting caught turned him on so much, showing everyone what only Y/N can do to him is so freaking rewarding on a whole other level.

“I didn’t know you could sound this sexy, Bucky”

“Saved that one for the right moment. But I’m happy to repeat what we just did until you forget your own name, doll”

Hot damn!

[brknmnds]

@thesongbiird liked for a Sinday Starter.

To see her round with his babe inside full Happy with joy. Of course no-one else in the prisoner knew that he was the father, most were still not fond of him, though some had come around. Her family however did not like him, so he stared cleared and continued to do his part around the their home.

He was in the watch tower; on guard that night when she came to join him and while he knew that he should focus on his job. He also knew nothing would happen that night. So he let her climb onto his lap and ride him, his hands gripping at her sides as she rocks her hips against him.

[thirstencounters]

Enjoy, babes. Happy Sinday.

[andy-clutterbuck]

4x11 | Claimed

[ink-and-dagger]

Astrofuckinintheprivatebalconydrabbleplsnthanku

*scurries away*

VIP BOOTH [Very Important ~King~ Pin]

Silco x Reader || Silco x Astrid || Established Relationship || NSFW || MDNI || Semi-public sex || Dirty talk || Light choking || Very slight belly-bulge kink || Rough sex || Sub/Dom Undertones || After-care || Wc: 4.2K

Author note: Written for Astro, but can be read as general sassy AFAB reader. Messy wet smooches to @insult-2-injury for beta-ing and being a general babe 💜 Also shout out to @a-gal-with-taste for boinking me on the head when I needed it. Thank you all for being patient with me and my slow brain. Happy Sinday lovelies 💜

Drink With Me Masterlist🥃

Read on AO3

Fuck Midjourney. Fuck OpenAI. And fuck Tumblr for selling out.

[lipstickstainedred]

🧚🏻‍♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must pick one fictional babe and share a hoe thought including the prompts: sleepy + quiet purr of satisfaction. 😏 Go on and spread those shameless hoe vibes & your legs 😘

God bless the Hoe fairy for visiting me on my favorite day… SINDAY. You know I just had to write my favorite fictional babe… Steve Rogers. I simp for that man so hard. I didn’t even know it was physically possible to have your panties drenched on a regular basis by a fictional character until Captain America.

This is my first time doing a drabble or hoe thought so I hope I did alright with this. Happy Sinday Siri!!!

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Word Count: 451

Warnings: fluff, Smut (18+ readers only), oral sex (f receiving), maybe somnophilia if you squint

Steve had always liked waking up beside you, that being the main reason he asked you to move in with him. You had been hesitant at first, only having been together for a little short of a year. You enjoyed your own space and was accustomed to your tiny little apartment. Sure, Steve’s Brooklyn home was far nicer and bigger, but you didn’t mind your rinky-dinky place in Queens.

However, overtime the Avenger had persuaded you. He convinced you that living together was the next logical step in your already thriving relationship. Besides, you practically already lived together with the amount of time you spent at his place or vice versa.

Plus, you loved waking up next to Steve. He was always the sweetest first thing in the morning when you would wake up beside him.

Since moving in together, your alarm clock had developed a thin layer of dust from its unused state. Steve loved waking you up in the morning. Whether that being from bringing you breakfast in bed or from his face between your thighs, he wanted to be at the start of your day.

Today was one of those mornings that his craving was not for a hot cup of coffee. His craving was for you.

The early morning light was shining through the curtains as you groggily came to. You sleepily moaned as you slowly became all too aware of Steve’s face between your legs. His ministrations, must have been going on for quite some time while you were asleep because you were dripping with desire and already close to the edge.

His rough hands held your hips down against the silk sheets, preventing you from moving away from the onslaught of pleasure his mouth was delivering to you. You instinctively grabbed his blonde locks pulling him closer to your sex as you arched your back begging for your release.

A quiet purr of satisfaction left Steve as he obliged with your unspoken request. He began to work you over harder, lapping and sucking on your sensitive nub until the all too familiar feeling bloomed in your core.

You cried out his name, breathy moans leaving your mouth as your orgasm washed over you. Your breath was shallow and labored as you came down from your high. You looked down at Steve, as he lifted his face from between your thighs. A small smile on his lips, you couldn’t help but blush at the moisture that surrounded his mouth and chin.

“Good Morning, sweetheart.” He whispered, looking up at you with nothing but love and adoration in his blue eyes.

You couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped your lips, it certainly was a good morning.

[galahdanwildflower]

"Darling. What are your plans for the day?"

{ @oldamicitia }

A kiss onto his lips as a greeting before she goes on to hide her smirk with a hand. 

“Hmm, I suppose I have this to-do list that I should get to eventually.” She pretends to peer onto a slip of paper that has absolutely nothing written on it. “Oh look, the only thing I’ve written down: Clarus Amicitia.”

[auty-ren]

Congrats on 900!!! And Happy Birthday 🥳🥳🥳 I was thinking about a fluffy (maybe smutty if you so chose) Din drabble or hcs where the reader was kidnapped for not giving the child up and Din rescues them. So maybe the aftermath of that, and neither one have admitted their feelings yet but it all comes to a head when they get back to safety. And congrats again 🥰🥰🥰

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: canonical violence, trauma, mentions of sex

A/n: Wow I loved this. (Thank you babe💕)

Saved

You finally felt like you could breathe.

Everything seemed to relax at once, the tension in your muscles melting away at the familiar feel of home. You still felt so sick, your stomach turning into a pit from the emptiness that spread inside of you until it felt like your entire being was consumed by it.

You hand was shaking as you touched your face, finally becoming aware of the tears that streamed down your cheeks, their bitterness soured in your mouth like the potent taste of Trandoshan ale. You frantically rubbed then away, trying your best to erase any bad memory that was attached to them. You scrubbed at the skin of your face and neck until all you could feel was the burn left in the wake of your fingertips.

You’re not sure how long you've been alone, the cold air, and the shinning walls of the Razor Crest being your only company.

You had hoped he would've cared more.

It was foolish to think that he didn't, all things considered. He had found you, had rescued you. It had to count for something. You had been alone for what felt like weeks, in that pitiful cell, waiting for the moment they would come for you. Your fate was unknown as they dragged you away kicking and screaming just like every else who sat in the cells beside you.

But he saved you, he had to care a little. He tracked you halfway across the galaxy, and part of you couldn't understand why. There was no logical thinking behind his actions, anyone else would've left you to rot.

Then again, he was different than anyone you had ever met.

He had to care about you, or at least that's what you wanted to be true. He was all you thought of, even as you sat captor to the very people you had been running from, you worried about him. Part of you hoping he had gotten away, that he had taken the kid somewhere safe and they were living happily far from the reaches of anyone.

You'll never forget the way he looked at you. It wasn't something that you could see, but something you had felt. Something that felt so genuine, like the right pieces had finally clicked together, and the space that had been between the two of you dissipated. He had hauled you up off the dirty floor, his grip nearly bruising on your arms. Something had been said between the two of you, but it was foggy, nothing you had spoken or heard could be remembered.

But you remembered how it felt, the relief of seeing him again, you had nearly sobbed. Or maybe you had. He embraced you and it felt so warm, his arms strong as they wrapped around you, carrying you back to the Razor Crest. When the sunlight finally hit your face, you buried your face into the cowl around Din's neck, your eyes stinging from the brightness.

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to remember exactly how it felt to be held by him, the scent of leather and gunpowder flooding your senses as you melted against him.

If only he was really with you.

He had sealed himself off in the cockpit, leaving you to the drowning silence in the hull of the ship. It felt pointless to try and relive moments that you're sure we're just some product of a hopeful desire that flooded you anytime Mando was around. No matter how much it would hurt later, you'd let yourself have this. You'd let yourself fall asleep to daydreams of him, your heart aching for something that seemed almost impossible to obtain

-

You still think you're dreaming when you wake up. It all felt too warm, a blanket was thrown around your shoulders that was soft to the touch. There was a ghost of touches, warm hands that grazed over your skin, brushing away your hair and rubbing gently at your cheeks. Someone was speaking to you, words that were soft and whispered like it was a secret only the walls of the Razor Crest could carry.

It was dark, a single light over the bench in the engineering bay being the only source of light. You could see Din fiddling with something, even with his back turned you could hear him cursing beneath his breath, sparks flying off his cuirass as he repaired it. You sat up, the rickety cot squeaking beneath you as you shifted your weight. Din turns towards you, sitting up a little straighter, just watching you.

"Are you alright?"

He finally broke the silence, but you couldn't bring yourself to say anything. You stared at your hands as they fell in your lap, your fingers playing with the edge of the blanket you wore.

Is this my blanket?

It felt different, at least you don't think you had seen it before but it became a distant thought. Din caught your attention, he slowly moved from his seat across the room, coming to sit on the edge of your cot.

He only wore his underclothes, a simple black tunic, and trousers. If it weren't for the beskar helmet he almost would look...normal? In all the time you had traveled with him, you don't ever remember him being this exposed. Sometimes it was hard to remember that under the layers of beskar he was just a man.

A man that you were sure you loved more than anything.

And now he was just a hairbreadth away, but you still couldn't bring yourself to do anything about it. You don't know why you said anything, why you felt the need to pour salt into a still fresh wound, but you did. Your voice shaking and weak as you spoke to him.

"Why did you come back for me?"

He was silent, and you regretted every word that fell from your lips. Although you wanted an answer you would give anything to get him to speak again, to have everything go back to the way it was; comfortable but always longing for something more. You wanted to sneak away, to put distance between the two of you before you burst from the tension in the room.

"You're kidding, right?"

He seemed genuine like there was something that baffled him about the situation. You just looked at him, greeted by the familiar darkness of his visor, hoping that in some way you were looking at him. You broke his heart, your eyes puffy and red, lip trembling as you held back whatever storm of emotion had been brewing inside of you.

"Cyar'ika, I-"

He wasn't used to this, being so vulnerable to someone; but he would try, for you. He would do anything for you, and it was time he told you that.

"Cyar'ika, I would tear the galaxy apart to get you back."

A million things were said that night, most of them the results of everything the two of you had pent up, words flowing out like water that drowned you in the most blissful feeling. He was so gentle to you like he was afraid the slightest touch would break you.

You held onto each other, your hands searching and feeling as you tried to make up for lost time, for a time when you both were in denial that you could be something more. You didn't sleep much, too afraid that if you fell asleep it would all turn out to be a dream, another story you concocted to lull yourself to sleep. When the lights finally went out, he kissed you; slow and tender as your mouths molded together. This moment would be burned in your memory, the feeling of him against you, the taste of his lips, the sound of his voice as he whispered into your ear.

"I love you."

Hours passed like this, laying together on your tiny cot. The two of you didn't dare to move, until you heard a faint shriek, signaling you that the baby had woken from his pram in the cockpit. Din peeled himself away from you, promising to return with a kiss to your lips.

You could hear him walking to the upper deck, the faintest sound of a one-sided conversation filtering through the walls, and bringing a soft smile to your face.

There was nowhere you'd rather be.

Got a ‘Sinday’ thot?

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[safarigirlsp]

Do you have any recs from some of the less popular guys? Like Pat, Ronnie, Rick, Jude, Paul, and Dan? It seems like you don’t recommend much with them?

I have a few but, as you’ve noticed, I recommend them less because I read them less. There are a couple reasons. I like rough around the edges tough guys, alpha males, and big scary men lol. Jude, Paul, and Pat don’t fit the bill for me at all right off the bat based on softness and appearance. I’d run over them in real life lol so it’s hard for me to insert myself into a reader thing with them. Also, appearance wise, they appeal to me much less, so it’s also less appealing to read something where I picture them. I’m also old lol and the younger characters aren’t nearly as attractive to me as the older ones!

I haven’t watched Tracks yet so I don’t know much about Rick other than things I’ve read. Dan and Ronnie are attractive to me, but their personalities just don’t have the zest that I’m more drawn too. I have Dan on my lineup and I’ve written a couple things with him, but he’s just not as much fun for me to read and write as other guys. Also, most of the Dan writing is centered around him being tired and busy lol! Mine included! Which makes sense, but it’s less intriguing to me personally to read.

Finally, a lot of these characters are written as subby men, which is totally valid and fine and I’m not criticizing the characterization or the writing, but subby men are very much not my thing, so I rarely read writing with subby characterization.

I hope that answers your question!

I do have some recs though! I’ve read the following, but I’d encourage you to read much more by these writers! I honestly haven’t read anything with Jude or Paul because they just don’t appeal to me, but these writers have some lovely stuff with them!

Below the cut

Rick

@jynzandtonic writes for Rick, Dan, and some great stuff for Ronnie! Many other characters as well! She’s amazing!

Seeing Rick after a long time away

https://jynzandtonic.tumblr.com/post/640242399064555520/hi-z-happy-tonic-tuesday-what-are-your-thots-on

@contesa-lui-alucard always has beautiful writing and writes for Paterson and Rick!

Snowy Shoot with Rick

https://contesa-lui-alucard.tumblr.com/post/638414236039741440/lovely-tesa-i-feel-like-rick-doesnt-get-nearly

@hopeamarsu has such beautiful writing and has a couple Rick things.

Senses Series

https://hopeamarsu.tumblr.com/post/639167522303819776/senses

@roanniom has one with Rick that’s hot!

Waiting

https://roanniom.tumblr.com/post/644330850809446400/tying-rick-down-and-riding-his-thigh-making-sure

@in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather writes for all the guys you mentioned. She has wonderful AUs and stories! Including a wedding ruiner series. You should go through her Masterlist!

For Whom the Sun Shines

https://in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather.tumblr.com/post/637239629081346048/for-whom-the-sun-shines-chapter-5

Getting Lost in Paris

https://in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather.tumblr.com/post/644673738771677184/mi-querida-can-i-ask-rick-with-getting-lost

Long Legs and Hot Toddies

https://in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather.tumblr.com/post/639301248758251520/long-legs-hot-toddies

Thigh Riding Rick

https://in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather.tumblr.com/post/638781956459577344/thigh-riding-rick

Rick meeting your family

https://in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather.tumblr.com/post/644708438741532672/rick-meeting-your-family-the-man-is-gone-so-much

Dan

@direnightshade writes for all the guys. She’s amazingly talented!

Murderer Dan

https://direnightshade.tumblr.com/post/631007177127149568/daniel-x-house-wifeserial-killer-reader-please

Dark Dan by @babbushka

https://babbushka.tumblr.com/post/629189562837680128/thank-you-for-another-sinday-i-would-love-to

Sinbound by @babbushka

https://babbushka.tumblr.com/post/639405410520055808/sinbound-18

@sacklerscumrag has some fun Dan stuff!

https://sacklerscumrag.tumblr.com/post/642710652437348352/dan-jones-x-reader-warnings-angst-i-guess

@glassbxttless has great Dan stuff and writes for the other guys you mentioned.

Take the Edge Off

https://glassbxttless.tumblr.com/post/644648115506397185/lookie-here-i-am-back-again-invading-your-inbox

@maybe-your-left has some fun Dan and Paterson stuff!

https://maybe-your-left.tumblr.com/post/644060653767819264/dan-jones-masterlist

Ronnie

Murderer Ronnie by @direnightshade

https://direnightshade.tumblr.com/post/634406144717324288/murder-ronnie-and-the-prompt-you-have-a-great

@finn-ray-nal-beads has some super fun stuff with Ronnie and Paterson!

Cherry on Top

https://finn-ray-nal-beads.tumblr.com/post/634009307036418048/heres-the-official-ask-babe-you-can-save-it-for

@the-wayward-rose has a really fun Ronnie one!

A Grave New World

https://the-wayward-rose.tumblr.com/post/183925106775/the-dead-dont-die-ronald-peterson-x-reader

@jynzandtonic is the dude for Ronnie! He’s Z’s guy and Z writes him so well!!!

This is the Way

https://jynzandtonic.tumblr.com/post/617690565788778496/this-is-the-wayofficer-ronnie-peterson-x-fem

Bad Day

https://jynzandtonic.tumblr.com/post/619574260412907520/bad-day

Holds Two Nicely

https://jynzandtonic.tumblr.com/post/615244136752332800/holds-two-nicely-part-%C2%BDofficer-ronnie-peterson-x

Paterson

@carloswilliamcarlos has wonderful Paterson stuff!!

12 Types of Kisses with Paterson

https://carloswilliamcarlos.tumblr.com/post/620392137235857408/the-12-types-of-paterson-kisses-pat-x-reader

Christmas Eve Dinner by @contesa-lui-alucard

https://contesa-lui-alucard.tumblr.com/post/638401867274240001/congratulations-i-would-love-to-hear-about-your

@mariesackler has some beautiful stuff with Paterson, Dan, and Jude!

Afterglow

https://mariesackler.tumblr.com/post/638540014610956288/im-so-sorry-im-late-to-the-requests-love-i

Mesh & Lace by @babbushka

https://babbushka.tumblr.com/post/633181212097249280/mesh-lace

Paterson & Paul

@babbushka has a bunch of stories with Paterson and Paul together. Threesome action!

Best Boys

https://babbushka.tumblr.com/post/621039723544182784/best-boys

[levered-a]

SO in the wise words of my absolute babe kenna ( @herhaunt ) I’d like to post a tiny little psa from her about calling it “ sinday ” and how we really could just call it anything else. ( sexy sunday , etc. ) :

HAPPY SUNDAY ,      here’s   your   weekly   reminder   from   kenna   that   sex   is   not   a   sin   and   the   rpc   trend   of   calling   it   sinday   is   gross   and   perpetuates   harmful   stereotypes  .      (do not reblog) consensual sex is not a sin . consensual sex is not a sin . consensual sex is not a sin .   consensual sex is not a sin .

[abreedoftheirown]

☀️ - Zane from Matt

Sinday Touches - NSFW edition @trxplehelix

     To say Zane was a lucky man when it came to finding the other half of his soul would of been a understatement. Being the son of the beastmaster made his life dangerous and unpredictable. Finding a mate who could live with had been the furthest thing from his thoughts at the time. Long story short, it was nice having someone who understood. After all, Matty was the son of a highly prominent witch family. After a day of challenges for his enforcer position along with the training of new were’s. Zane was sore and tuckered out. Even his inhuman endurance and healing wasn't enough to take the knots out of his muscles. Coming home to Mathew waiting for him with nice smelling oils for a massage had done all sorts of things to him. Stomach doing a happy little flip flip, he couldn't but groan once fingers started to knead and work over his tired back muscles. Moreover, to make things ten times better, his amazing lover had even bought one of those huge subway sandwiches for him to eat during it all. Needless to say, his man knew how to take care of him. Letting out a soft groan when skilled hands worked over a sore spot, Zane nearly purred with content. “Thanks for this babe, you're too good to me.”