#and saying “your f/o hates you” in your dni

[kiwisandpearls]

genuinely really wish people who do have dni’s on all of their posts would just put their dni at the very top.

it just really sours my mood when I read a post I do genuinely agree with or like and then at the very bottom there’s a dni I’m included in.

[kiddphel]

i think a big problem with the self ship "community" is ppl will Make Up a guy to be mad at and make a post getting mad at this made up person that only exists in a hypothetical situation in their brain so they could make an argument, and then people also get mad at the hypothetical made up person

[rainrot4me]

Ticci Toby General Headcannons

Summary: Basic, SFW, and NSFW head-cannons. My personal thoughts, feelings, and opinions about Toby as a character.

TW: NSFW below the cut, minors dni! Above the cut is sfw!

Words: 1.6k

Basic:

- Even though he is socially awkward and tense, he’s a master at people watching. Can read a room and know more details about a person within seconds of watching them interact.

- Likes his alone time.

- He would probably say Tim and Brian are his closest friends, the same can’t be said about Masky and Hoodie, however.

- A pro at zoning out. Takes you waving your hand in his face before he snaps back.

- Bipolar? More-so emotional switch. Tends to be soft-spoken and awkward, trying his best to keep conversation while fidgeting his hands, looking anywhere but at your face. Otherwise, he’s an in-your-face, aggressive, no emotional resistance when that flip is switched. Lots of teeth gritting and yelling, swings his ax around like it’s a toy to intimidate. It takes a lot for him to get to that point, but it takes double the time for him to come back down from it.

- Not easily scared. Will throw himself into a fight and come out victorious somehow.

- Sleeper build. Wears lots of baggy clothing and layers so you can’t tell, but secretly he’s jacked. He may look scrawny, but don’t be fooled. Really strong shoulder and chest muscles from dually swinging his ax and dragging bodies around. He doesn’t think it’s all that impressive. Wishes he was bigger.

- The worst posture you’ve ever seen.

- Let his facial hair grow out from time to time. Thinks it makes him look too mature, but appreciates the compliments he gets.

- Has a secret hobby of playing a guitar he found on a mission. His tics mess him up a lot, but it’s worth the trip out deeper into the woods where no one can hear to practice a little.

- A little shit.

- Hates the heat. Would rather freeze to death than spend one moment in the too hot sun. Favorite season is late fall, around the first snowfall time.

- Big on territory. Never had privacy or respect as a kid so he values having his own things and belongs that nobody else can touch.

- Definitely shy, but not in the “UwU” way, in the “Can you get this from the gas station for me? The girl in there looks mean.”

- Bites his nails, the skin around his nails, and his cuticles LIKE A MF.

- Very light sleeper. Unless he’s absolutely dead beat exhausted, he’ll wake up from just the floorboards creaking. Has to be physically exhausted to actually rest.

- When listening to music, he needs it as loud and close as possible. Headphones are a must and they must be at max. He wants to feel that bass.

- A stray animal lover, feels similar to them in a way.

- Breaks down a lot. Hard to console or even talk to in those moments but some time alone in his room will do the trick.

- Has the education level of a middle schooler.

- Enjoys Gorillaz, Rainbow Kitten Surprise, and surprisingly, older country artists like Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson. “Outlaw shit.”

Dating Him/SFW:

- “Love” “Y/N…” “Baby”

- Loves when he touches you and you don’t pull away. Like when his knee accidentally rests against yours or his elbow bumps your arm while sitting on the couch and you don’t tug away, just sitting there letting him rest. He gets all giddy.

- Playing with your hair. Currently trying to learn how to braid.

- “Wait. O- Okay, so, right th- then left? No? F- Fuck, okay…”

- Favorite sleeping position is with you wrapping around each other, legs and arms tangled together as he hooks his chin onto the top of your head, rubbing your back. Even though you both get extremely hot and sweaty after a while, Toby enjoys the moment before you eventually shove him off.

- Likes to feel your body weight on him, whether it’s laying or sitting, he just likes the pressure and warmth you give.

- Big on physical touch, could really care less if he’s mad or not, just needs to have some part of his body touching yours.

- You could wear or look like absolutely anything and he’d still think you’re the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen.

- Loves how you smell after getting out of the shower, can’t get enough of it while he kisses your warm, damp skin.

- Loves the way it feels when you comb through his hair with your fingers, practically purrs as he melts into your warmth, angling his head so you have better access.

- An admirer for sure, stares even when you catch on, studying every freckle or sunspot on your cheek.

- Self conscious about being your boyfriend. In reality, he’s an amazing lover, but he’s been conditioned his whole life that he’s not good enough and that ideal carries over.

- Tried to lick you through the hole in his cheek once, you both freaked out.

- Sensitive to high stress situations or loud noises so constantly reaches for your hand or crams himself into your side to block out the panic he can feel oncoming. You really help.

- Slasher movie date nights are always a bust because he’ll describe just how inaccurate that blood splatter was, followed by what would actually happen in detail.

- “If he c- cut the arm like that, it wou- wouldn’t spray out that far. This g- guy doesn’t even l- look like he’s ever even he- held an ax before.”

- Didn’t have a favorite color until you told him yours. Says his is the same, just cause it’s your favorite.

- Very immature in the sense of relationship problems. He thinks everything can be solved if he just avoids it, and that includes you. It takes a lot of bickering and patience, but he’ll eventually get over himself and force a solution.

- Doesn’t open up about anything ever. You’ve gotta fight tooth and nail for him to even mention his mother’s name. Will tell you all about his latest mission, however, whether you want to hear or not.

- Throws things or hits you playfully just to turn around and go “Who did that??”

Dating Him/NSFW:

- Boobs. Tits. Breasts. He needs them in his palms immediately.

- A big biter. Will never bite hard enough to draw blood but gets so turned on at seeing his teeth marks in your skin. Big territory thing.

- “Mine. See, I m- marked ‘ya. You’re mine.”

- His dream is to fuck your tits, too shy to ask though.

- Always been a “jerk off as fast as you can” kind of guy, fisting his cock fast to just get off. So when you slowly slide down his cock for the first time, taking your time to adjust and grind your hips at a steady pace, he nearly cums on the spot from how overwhelming it is.

- Bisexual, definitely.

- Starts at a fast pace at first, thrusting and grinding until both of your hips hurt, but then slowly his pace changes, more intentional movements and sinking deeper, more focused on stretching you out then getting deep. Just wants to get you dizzy before he gives you the good stuff lol.

- “Th- That feel good? You’re sq- squeezin’ so tight, ah-”

- His fingernail imprints all over your skin from how hard he holds you.

- Pervert but not in a creepy way. Pervert as in gets a boner from just watching your ass as you walk across the room. Has to clench his fists every time you bend over or raise your shirt up. Can barely breathe if you’re showing too much skin.

- Not big on degradation, but is very big on affirmation, loves to be told he’s doing good.

- Secretly, sooooo secretly loves the idea of anal. For both you and him. He wants to be buried in your ass, your back laid into his chest as he shoves his fingers into your cunt, panting into your neck. But at the same time, wishes you would just read his mind and push your fingers into his, fisting his cock as you stretched him so well.

- Surprisingly, very flexible. Whatever position you’re in he can easily contort to get the best angle to sink his cock in.

- Jealousy sex. Another resident of the mansion catches your glance for too long and suddenly you’re shoved into the bathroom, pants at your ankles as the brunette swipes the pads of his fingers against your clit, biting against your shoulder as he ruts into your ass.

- “Mine, mine, m- mine, nobody els- else makes you feel this good. Right? R- Right? Yeah?”

- A WHINER. Grade A pro at burying his face into your neck/pillow/chest and just sobbing his pleasure through tears and moans. He’s so loud, obnoxiously groaning and huffing as you slap your hand over his mouth. It doesn’t help though, as soon as your hand pushes down his tongue is already out and licking your palms.

- You in his hoodie? Yeah, it’s the only thing you’re wearing while he snaps his hips, pushing your knees back as far as they’ll go to get even deeper, mewling about how good you look.

- Loves to sit back and watch you suck his cock, his fingers pushing strands of hair out of your face as you try to take it all in, eyes twitching the further down you get. He’s not insanely big, just lengthy enough to make you choke and reach all the best parts. Likes to put his goggles on your forehead and watch them dangle as you bob up and down.

- Cumming in you? No. Cumming on you? Every single time. Goes absolutely crazy when he sees his seed shot across your stomach or thighs, your flushed skin and post-orgasm twitches getting him so turned on he can’t focus.

- “You ju- just look so good… Couldn’t he- help myself, okay? Sorry… Can we, u- uh… Can we go ag- again?”

Thank you for reading!

Comments and reblogs are appreciated! 𐚁₊⊹

[simonlynch]

actually its cool to change your f/o from canon. even a little. it makes everything more personal. it's a good creative exercise too. being able to add things, change things, take things away even if it's as small as changing their eye color or giving them a middle name or whatever, making your f/o uniquely yours while maintaining their character's core as a whole is good and fun and it's okay to say fuck it to the canon things you don't like within reason, like them dying or a canon spouse or whatever. as long as it's not hateful, who give a shit. yeah my f/o's favorite color is sea green in YOUR canon. but me personally i know it's the color of my eyes. and also? they're left handed. because i say so.

pr*ship/c*mship/etc. dni

[deadpoolkisser]

If you're a non-sharing selfshipper..

Imagine your f/o finding out about another person that says they're in love with them..

Imagine them scrunching up their face and laughing at the absurdity of it. Telling you that you're the only one they want, the only one they could ever imagine spending the rest of their life with, and no amount of admirers from afar will ever change how they feel about you, no matter how in love other people say they are no one will ever love understand them like you do!!! >:3

You're the only one they'll ever love ❤

DNI pro.shippers!! This isn't for you >:(

Please don't send hate to any non-sharers!!

[farfromstrange]

Matt Murdock || Masterlist

Find Me On AO3

⤹ NAVIGATION.

🫀 -> comfort for the aching hearts

🔥 -> Smut/explicit sexual content (18+ MINORS DNI)

🌻 -> Fluff

💧 -> Angst

🪐 -> All fics set in the universe of my longest and ongoing work Foreigner's God

⤹ ONE SHOTS:

☽ Sleep [matt murdock x reader] 🫀

�� she can’t sleep and he’s there to make sure she’s alright.

☽ Costumer Service [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥🫀

✑ after a rough day at work, you lash out at your boyfriend. matt being matt, he makes it his mission to give you what you need to relax.

☽ Late Night Talking [matt murdock x fem!oc] 🌻🪐

✑ eliza has the weirdest questions on her mind in the middle of the night. three times she wakes up matt to answer her questions and the one time matt wakes her with an important question.

☽ Spiders [matt murdock x fem!reader] 🌻

✑ matt finds a spider in the house and he refuses to kill it so his girlfriend has to step up to do the job. she hates it as much as he does.

☽ Long-distance [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥 🌻

✑ Matt buys you a long-distance remote vibrator so he can play with you while he’s away – but there is a twist! He has one too, and he wants you to play with him while he plays with you. All over the phone, no touching. You can’t say no to that offer.

☽ Gifted Kid Burnout [matt murdock x f!reader] 💧🫀

✑ she’s exhausted, burned out and he wants nothing more than to help her.

☽ Stay Quiet [matt Murdock x f!reader] 🔥

✑ porn without plot in which Matty fucks you in the office (and Foggy gets traumatized for life)

☽ For You [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥

✑ request: prompt 78 — loss of virginity (exactly what the prompt says it’s gonna be)

☽ Pointless [matt murdock x female!oc / matt x reader] 🌻 🪐

✑ song fic based on Pointless by Lewis Capaldi — a glimpse into how Matt views their relationship. (Part of the FG series, but no names are used)

☽ Ease The Pain [matt murdock x reader] 🔥🌻 🫀

✑ Matt helps to ease your period pains.

☽ Daddy Issues [matt murdock x reader] 💧🫀

✑ you flinch when Matt raises his voice for the first time and he learns about your daddy issues. Not the sexy kind.

☽ Angel On The Roof [matt murdock x reader] 💧 -> TW: SUICIDE

✑ Mental illness is silent until it isn’t, but then it’s often too late. Or, Matt accompanies a troubled stranger home on a couple of occasions, not realizing what he’s truly feeling until she’s already lost the battle against her own mind.

☽ Angel On The Roof (Your Version) -> Request; TW: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND SELF-HARM but with a happy ending!

✑ What if Matt’s word did manage to talk you off the edge and you find a way out of the dark hole that is depression? This is ‘Angel On The Roof’ from your POV with a happy ending.

☽ Useless [matt murdock x reader]

✑ Matt finds you during a depressive episode and he takes care of you. 💧🫀

☽ Promise Me [matt murdock x ofc] 🪐

✑ Foreigner’s God One-Shot — tender moments shared at night

☽ Good Boys Deserve To Be Taken Care Of [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥

✑ Matt looks good in the mornings. He always looks good, but the object of your attraction lies a bit lower this time, and you want to worship him like he deserves. (Or, an ode to Matt’s beautiful ass and the attention it deserves.)

✑ Part 2 to this can now be read here.

☽ Are You Okay? [matt murdock x reader] 🫀

✑ Sometimes it takes just one question or one person to make your shitty day less shitty.

☽ Back To December [matt murdock x reader] -> Request 💧 TW: DEATH

✑ Everything and everyone eventually slips through Matt Murdock’s fingers, and he doesn’t manage to save you in this one. (Hurt/ no comfort)

☽ Narcissist [matt murdock x reader] -> Request 💧🫀 TW: DOMESTIC ABUSE

✑ Trying to catch a break from your abusive boyfriend, you find yourself seeking refuge and a drink at Josie's in the middle of the night. It's where you bump into Matt Murdock, a charming stranger with the promise of a night of fun. After taking you home with him, it doesn't take him long to discover the dark nature of your need to escape.

☽ Honest Mistake [matt murdock x reader] -> Request 🌻

✑ After a night at Josie's, Foggy spends the night. When Matt wakes up the next day to kiss you good morning, he soon realizes that it's not you who is lying next to him but rather Foggy himself.

☽ Tupperware [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥

✑ A conversation about kitchen supplies takes an unexpected turn…

☽ Matilda [matt murdock x f!reader] 💧🫀

✑ You tried moving on from your past, but some things still haunt you. Matt is there to comfort you and tell you that sometimes, it’s okay to just let it go, even if it’s your family.

☽ Brother [matt murdock x sister!reader] l -> Request 💧

✑ After an argument with Matt about something that seems so stupid now, you get kidnapped by a human trafficking ring and he has to save you, his sister, before something worse happens. He finds you battered and bruises, but at least you’re alive. (This is solely x sister!reader, nothing more)

☽ WORDLE [matt murdock x ofc] 🌻 🪐

✑ Eliza and Foggy play Wordle, and it soon turns into a very competitive game.

☽ Please, Be Okay [matt murdock x reader] 🫀💧

✑ When Matt doesn’t answer your texts or calls like he usually does, you start to expect the worst…

☽ You’re Losing Me [matt murdock x reader] 💧 -> Request

✑ Based on “You’re Losing Me” by Taylor Swift. You and Matt have a fight and you throw him out of the bedroom with a decision to make. The question is just, is he going to give up on you and prompt you to leave or will you two manage to fix what’s broken?

☽ Feisty [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥 -> Request

✑ Matt decides he has to show you your place after you two have an argument.

☽ Sub Space [matt murdock x f!reader] 🌻🔥 -> Request

✑ After particularly rough sex with Matt, you find yourself lost in sub space and he takes care of you.

☽ Slipping Through My Fingers [matt murdock x teen!vigilante!reader] 💧 -> Request (Not a ship fic!) TW: Death.

✑ You get caught by yours and Matt’s enemies and he can’t save you.

☽ Naughty Girl [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥 -> Request

✑ Messing around with Matt at work leads to an unwelcome interruption and your naughty side coming out, which Matt is not happy with…

☽ Cruel Revenge [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥 -> Request

✑ Matt decides to mess with you at work this time when Foggy and Karen come to visit… (kind of a part 2 to Naughty Girl)

☽ Sweeter Than Fiction [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥 -> Request

✑ You decide to learn Braille and buy a rather… unconventional book to put your knowledge to the test, and Matt gets suspicious about why a book gets more attention than he does (and gets you wet)

☽ Just Let Me Love You [matt murdock x f!reader] 💧🫀

✑ You're struggling with your body image. Matt comforts you.

☽ Focus [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥 -> Request

✑ Matt blindfolds you after you ask him to show you what it feels like to experience an orgasm blind.

☽ Is It Over Now? [matt murdock x neutral!reader] 💧

✑ inspired by “is it over now?” by Taylor Swift. Matt cheats on you and you deal with your thoughts. Slight Frank Castle x Reader and Elektra x Matt. (Warning: Matt slander. This is from the POV of someone who had their heart broken. Beware.)

☽ New Year’s Day [matt murdock x neutral!reader] 🌻

✑ Inspired by many Taylor Swift’s discography. You recount your relationship with Matt as he asks you an important question on New Year’s Eve.

☽ Sensory Deprivation [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥 -> Request

✑ You help Matt focus after the world gets just a little too much.

☽ Up Against The Wall [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥

✑ PWP. You and Matt do it against the window after you pissed him off. That's it.

☽ Unicorns Need Love Too [matt murdock x f!reader] 🌶️ (semi-spice)🌻

✑ You’re ovulating, and your hormones are not taking it easy on you. Matt is there to help. Kind of. He’s a little shit.

☽ S.M.S [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥

✑ Soft Morning Sex with Matt Murdock.

☽ Interview With The Vampire [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥🧛💧

✑ You are the first journalist to interview Hell’s Kitchen’s resident vampire vigilante after he requested you personally to tell his story. (…) As it turns out, interviewing a vampire is a lot more complex than you expected it to be, and Matthew Michael Murdock has set his mind on ruining you for any other man to come.

☽ Tumb v Printer [matt murdock x reader] 🌻

✑ You’re clumsy, and Matt is worried about you. Especially when you cut your thumb on the inside of a printer.

☽ Burden Me [matt murdock x reader] 💧🫀 TW: suicidal thoughts & depression

✑ You’ve been having a very hard time lately, but when Matt walks in on you breaking down and crying, he’s there to comfort you and urge you to finally talk about the thoughts that sometimes come to haunt you.

☽ What if the way you hold me is actually what’s holy? [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥

✑ you fantasize about Matt in the shower while he’s still at work only to find him suddenly right in front of you, ready to help you take care of your little problem.

⤹ ON-GOING SERIES:

☽ Foreigner’s God [matt murdock x fem!oc] 🪐 🌻 💧 🔥 ⇛ official tag is #foreigner’s god, if you want to search my profile! you should find all the chapters, previews, snippets, thoughts, etc. listed in chronological order.

☽ Total Eclipse Of The Heart [matt murdock x f!vampire!reader] 🔥🩸 ⇛ Part 1, 2, 3… ⇛ DARK FANTASY (dead dove do not eat) so you know what you’ll sign up for when you click the link. this shit filthy as hell. read at your own risk.

☽ Do No Harm [matt murdock x f!reader] 🌻 💧 🔥 ⇛ Doctor!Reader, slow-burn series

☽ Carpe Noctem [vampire!matt murdock x f!nun!reader] 💧🔥🩸 ⇛ Dead dove don’t eat, dark fantasy, no happy ending and a little bit of insanity…

⤹ HEADCANONS:

☽ Going on vacation with Matt Murdock [matt Murdock x afab!reader] 🔥 🌻

✑ what it would be like to go on vacation with our dear Matthew and his heightened senses (he really loves us in this one)

☽ Totally random Matt Murdock headcanons that keep me up at night [matt murdock x reader] 🔥 🌻

✑ some headcanons (6, to be exact) that keep me up at night

⤹ THOTS & BLURBS:

☽ Going to Fogwell’s with Matt… [matt murdock x f!reader] 🔥

☽ Switch!Matt thots [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥

☽ False God By Taylor Swift Thot [matt murdock x reader] 🔥

☽ Sub!Matt thot [matt murdock x reader] 🔥

⤹ EVENTS:

☽ Kinktober 2023 (Matt's Version) [matt murdock x afab!reader] 🔥

☽ Lizzi’s Valentine’s Special & Follower Celebration -> Introducing: The Vault 🔥 🌻 💧

[gothgleek]

Oldergf!Rhaenyra Targaryen ~ NSFW Alphabet

You are CEO Rhaenyra Targaryen’s controversially younger girlfriend who is eager to learn everything she knows…

TW: sexual acts including mentions of hardcore BDSM.

Minors DNI

Divider by @saradika-graphics

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

If she doms, she’s drawing a bath and taking care of you. If she subs, she’s super bratty and demanding about how you care for her afterwards. Then she will kiss you on the forehead and thank you. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Rhaenerya is pretty pleased to have tits after wishing for bigger ones but she is most pleased about her ass. She works out a lot and it’s her favorite outcome of exercise. 

On you, she really likes your arms and fingers. She will always praise you for your talented fingers and bite your arms when she cums. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Rhaenyra has a sensitive clit so you can fuck her for hours without letting her cum once. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She’s into blood play and monster dildos. but her biggest secret is that she has been late picking up her kids once or twice because of a hookup. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Extremely experienced. After college, she would go to sex clubs and during her time abroad, she had a lover at every port. And she is more than happy to teach you what she’s learned. 

Once, Rhaenyra invited some of her old lovers to bed (this could be Laena, Harwin, Alicent, Erryck, Arryck, or Mysaria depending on your preference) and it left the both of you sore for days… 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

She likes doggy style because she thinks it gives her the most control over your body. When you’re on top, she likes when she can see your eyes. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She can be serious but she also laughs when she gets hurt (spankings, face slaps, etc.) so has to remind herself to be serious a lot so she subs. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Rhae has a big ol’ bush and refuses to shave anywhere else (unless she’s getting her eyebrows done.) 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Rhaenyra is a big romantic so she’ll organize something romantic like a trail of rose petals to her home theater with the bar stocked with your favorite snacks or a take you on a ride in her private plane. Then she’ll be super gentle, kissing down your body and praising every part of you from your soul to the color of your eyes. 

This is only for special occasions though, Rhaenyra was given a lot of responsibility when she was young so she views sex as a time to have fun. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Idk if this counts as masturbation but Rhaenyra gifted you a remote so you can control her vibrator when she’s out of town. She’ll film it and send it to you when you’re in a meeting. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Rhaenyra will try anything at least twice so she’s eager to teach you anything your little heart desires. Exhibition, breeding, and bdsm are her favorites though. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Rhaenyra is a card carrying member of the mile high club so she will take you for a ride (ha) in her private jet just so the two of you can fuck. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Her libido sky rocketed after having kids so the answer is a wide variety of things. Licking the spoon while baking? Hot. Arguing on the phone? Hot. Pulling her close to you so she doesn’t run into a lamppost? Hot. Telling her point blank that you’re horny? HOT. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She won’t do beach sex or medical play. She’s done both and hated it both times. Also she’s not a fan of fucking at hospitals or in her parents’ rooms.  

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She’s a switch so it depends on what you’re doing that will get her into the mood. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She likes it fast and rough. If you ask for slow and sensual, she’ll grant it for special occasions but she rarely cums during those moments since her focus is all on you. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Definitely is down for a quickie at all times, especially when it’s the end of a quarter she’s stressed and could use your pretty mouth. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As stated earlier, she’s done pretty much everything under the sun but if there’s something she hasn’t done before, she will try it. As for risk, well, she’ll ride your face while she’s on the phone with an ex lover and pull you into the restroom or empty hallway during a company gala. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Rhaenyra has energy but after she cums, she’s down for a while. She will however, use toys on you while she rests. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She has a whole treasure chest of toys and often gets freebies because of how much she buys new toys. Her favorites are the ones she can use on you remotely and her monster dildo collection. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Rhaenyra enjoys teasing you while she’s supposed to be working on something important. 

“Not now sweetie, mommy’s on a call.” She says as she increases the vibrations against your clit. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Outside of foreplay, Rhae is actually quiet, preferring to get lost in the sensations of your body against hers. However, she will make a conscious effort to moan or praise you so you don’t think she’s not enjoying herself. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Rhaenyra has worn shibari rope under her clothes during dates. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

She’s got stretch marks on her stomach, thighs, and breasts. She’s thought about lasering them off but you’ve told her you enjoy kissing them so she never will. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Extremely high and she’s unashamed about it. However this means she hates getting edged for long periods of time. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After a nice fast and rough session, she falls asleep immediately. After a slow and romantic time however, she has boundless energy so if you’re tired at that point, she’ll give you a remote so you can play with her. 

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Kinktober Day 23: Bad Decisions [König X F!Reader]

Warnings: Rough/hate sex, degradation, barest mention of breeding, spanking MINORS DNI

AN: two in one day bc I was slacking </3 Also if his name is missing that O that's between me and the gods

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His large hand pushes you down further into the bed as his other grips wantonly at your hips. His nails would be digging into your hips if it wasn't for the fact he was wearing gloves. His hips and roughly smacking into you from behind, broad chest sweating over your back.

"I fucking hate you," he seethes as the cloth that covers his face brushes over your shoulder.

Despite you loathing every part of him, you wished you could feel his breath on your ear. You growl in response and feel yourself pushing your ass into his thighs so has better access to you, trying to deny how good he makes you feel. "Shut the fuck up, asshole," you manage to breathe out before biting the sheets.

Your heart pounds in your chest. He's pressed deliciously against you, hips swinging at an unforgiving pace, and his grip is strong enough to bruise you. It's not like he cares what happens to you, right now, you're just a hole to satisfy his pleasure, a plaything - that's what sleeping with the enemy actually is to him.

And you? You supposed you're using him for the exact same reason. He's just a dildo that can, unfortunately, talk. You try to fight against him as his muscles flex and he keeps you pinned underneath him. "Fuck you, fuck-f-fuck you," you continue to hiss out.

His hips slam into yours, harder and harder. He can feel your tight cunt squeeze around him and gush like you actually love him. Your body is practically begging him to spill deep inside of you, maybe get you pregnant just to have further control of you. "That's not what your pussy is saying, slut," he spits while his large hand slaps your ass, leaving warm marks on your flesh.

"You're practically begging me to fill your tight cunt. So fucking wet over me fucking you, huh?" He taunts you more. His hand imprints another large slap, more warmth blossoms over you, and he revels in your gasps of pain. "Shut the fuck up and let me cum inside of you." His voice doesn't sound near as 'put together' as it usually does, if you could even call him put together. He's lustful, angry, and lustful. His voice is raspy and deep, nearly insane as his thick cock strokes deeper inside of you. He groans lowly as the tip presses your cervix.

"See how deep your cunt lets me go?" He rambles. "You want this. You wanted me to fuck you into the ground because you're needy and desperate," he laughs, "just a cumslut looking for her fix."

You feel fire in your eyes as you screech and bounce your hips backwards. Obscenities fall from your lips, and your nails claw at his flesh when you feel him round your warm body to grasp at your beasts. He squeezes slightly, nails sliding over your nipples before he squeeze and pinches. "Fucking watch it!" You cry out as his large hands continue to roughly play with your chest.

He scoffs at your suggestion and pinches harder, leather sliding over your hardened nipples. "Make me," he sneers.

"Fuck you-!" You scream when you feel one of his hands roughly grip your inner thigh to pull you back onto his hips. He's not thrusting as quickly, but it's enough to steal your breath away every time he pounds into you.

"Watch your mouth," he pants, his cloth covered forehead resting on the base of your neck as he uses you for his pleasure. "Watch it or I'll fill it with something else."

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wishful thinking. (05)

chapter five: say what you mean

summary: the instruction was plain and simple: no strings attached. but you should’ve known from the beginning that it could never apply to you and him.

pairing: minho x f!reader rating: 18+ (minors dni) genres/warnings: friends to lovers, friends with benefits au, college au; fluff, angst, smut; mentions of sex, kissing, we’re starting to dip our toes into angsty territory !!, less edited than i’d like but what’s new lol word count: 2.8k

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Get me a drink, I get drunk off one sip, just so I can adore you I want the entire street out of town just so I can be alone with you Now go when you’re ready My head’s getting heavy, pressed against your arm Just to adore you, I adore you

Adore - Dean Lewis

Whenever Minho asks if you two could hang out together at your place, it usually means that you will end up in your bed.

Tonight you suppose is no different.

Even though you often cap off the night having engaged in activities that could make the Victorian lady in Hyunjin faint, it’s not all that you do. Both you and Minho never let yourselves forget that you’re friends first and foremost. Sex is the added benefit that should never take anything away from your friendship. He is still one of the people you’re most comfortable with, one of the few people whose company you enjoy.

You’re sprawled out on the couch in your small living room when Minho returns from the kitchen with a plate of freshly peeled tangerines, the same ones that he brought over earlier. You push yourself to half-sit up so he could squeeze himself between you and the armrest, before you go back to laying your head on his lap as you two resume watching a bad movie that you put on.

“I hate this so much,” you comment, your eyes glued to the TV screen.

“You picked the movie,” Minho says. “It’s not that bad. The plot is kind of decent.”

“I’m not talking about that. Jeez, if they wanted to make a movie where the main character is a graphic designer, you’d think that they would at least consult someone who knows literally anything about visual art. Look at that horrendous typography job, the text isn’t even aligned with the edges and corners. This is hurting my soul.”

Your cushions (Minho’s thighs) shake lightly as he laughs at your dramatic outburst over something as trivial as a fictional character’s poor standards of digital art. But you really aren’t kidding; the way the woman on screen is butchering the text alignment is quite literally making that very particular part of your brain want to shut down for the next five to seven business days.

“They should’ve consulted you first, is that right?” Minho asks.

“They really should have. I could’ve done wonders for them,” you say matter-of-factly. “I almost majored in graphic design, y’know.”

You have a habit of biting your tongue around others because you know that people don’t really care about the same things you do. Whenever the opportunity arises for you to share tidbits about your interests, excitement would tumble out of you only to be quashed soon after when no one wants to listen to your silly little rambles. It’s disheartening, you’re used to it.

But you never feel that way around Minho. He always lets you babble on about anything and everything, even if he might not know what the hell you’re talking about. He indulges you. He never makes you feel neglected or ignored.

“Hmm, my little genius artist.” He taps your cheek once, and when you turn your head to glance at him, he tells you to open up before he slips a slice of tangerine past your lips. “You’re right. Even I can tell that it’s horrendous.”

You hum appreciatively when the sweetness of the juicy fruit floods your tastebuds. Minho’s hand trails down your arm to rest on your stomach, just below your ribs where he fiddles with the worn fabric of your sleep shirt. If he moves his hand up, he would be grazing your bare chest underneath your shirt. You didn’t bother with a bra because, well, comfort above all else, especially within the four walls of your own home. Besides, it’s nothing that Minho hasn’t seen anyway.

He keeps on feeding you tangerines in between your complaints about bad design standards until the movie ends and the plate is cleared. The only sound in the room is the soft music on the TV as the credits start to roll.

You turn to lie on your back, staring up at Minho. “That was deeply disturbing.”

“You chose it,” he reminds you. “You went in knowing what the premise was.”

“Yeah, I have no one to blame but me. I had too much faith in humanity.”

“And you call me weird.”

“You are weird,” you say. “But I like weird.”

Minho looks down at you and for a moment, he says nothing. His fingers trace something on your stomach. A heart or an odd circle, you don’t know; you’re always bad at deciphering those. His eyelids fall a bit, softening the usual sharpness of his gaze.

Then he’s pulling you by your shoulders, guiding you to sit up and before you know it, you’re situated on his lap with one of his hands on your waist, the other on the back of your neck. Minho tugs you closer, meeting your lips in a kiss in which you waste no time returning.

He’s sweet, like the tangerines that you were sharing all evening. It tends to start like this - sort of randomly, whenever it feels right. He squeezes your side in a comforting gesture as his tongue slips into your mouth. There are times where it’s more urgent, where one of you is needy and desperately seeks the escape and release that can only be found in the other’s embrace. Other times, it’s slower, more gentle, where you can really focus on making each other feel fully satiated.

This, right now - you would pinpoint somewhere in the middle. There’s no fiery clothes-ripping urge, nor a need to lay the other person bare and knead every single knot of stress from their system. Today, there’s just languid wanting; an unhurried inclination to be close.

Him and his tangerine flavored kiss, you and your resolve built on shaky foundation.

You start rolling your hips over his, tugging on his shirt because you want to feel his skin against yours. Minho stops you though; he puts both hands on your hips and pulls his lips away from yours. You blink, dazed, confused.

“I...” he starts, trying to even out his breathing as he finds the words. “I don’t want to have sex tonight.”

Embarrassment instantly washes over you. The rejection is a little humiliating; it’s the first time you’ve ever felt like this around him. Your cheeks catch fire from the mortification, and you’re very aware that you’re still sitting in his lap, right over his crotch.

Wanting to climb off of him and just fucking bury yourself in a ditch, you start stuttering like an absolute fool, “Oh... Y-yeah, no, of course! Shit, shit, I’m sorry. Of course we don’t have t-”

Minho holds you in place, one of the hands on your hips goes to cup your cheek to make you look at him. It effectively shuts you right up.

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have phrased it like that,” he says, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone in an earnest apology. “I just want to keep kissing you. Is that okay?”

You’re at a loss for words. He’s holding your face, your waist, so delicately. He looks drunk on your presence alone even though neither of you have had a single drop of alcohol tonight, so sincere in his simple request that you feel your heart swell tenfold.

You want it too. You’re more than okay with just kissing him.

You don’t answer him verbally. Instead, you just nod and move to kiss him again, your hands tangled in his soft hair. The sweetness of the tangerines grows more and more distant as you chase his lips, but you can taste his smile. It’s infinitely more saccharine, and it only grows sweeter when he holds you close and knocks the breath out of you.

When you pull away for air, you slump against him, hiding your face in the crook of his face, shy all of a sudden. He keeps you there but continues with his onslaught of kisses - on your hair, your cheek, your neck, anywhere his lips can reach. Like he simply can’t get enough of you.

“You really like kissing,” you comment, giggling quietly as you do. “Even when we… y’know, bone.”

“Bone? You’re so romantic, babe.” You feel the rumbles of Minho’s chest as he lets out a hearty laugh, the sound of which fills the space of your modest home, embeds itself in every nook and crevice, in between every minuscule crack in your walls until the whole place feels warmer, brighter somehow. “Are you complaining?”

“No... just pointing it out.”

“Well, I like kissing you,” he says. “You’re not a terrible kisser, I guess.”

You sit up straighter and catch the teasing grin on his face before you roll your eyes. “Gee, thanks. You really know how to sweet talk a girl.”

“Says the girl who uses ‘bone’ to describe sex.”

“It’s a perfectly good euphemism for ‘sex’.”

“You might as well just say ‘boink’.”

“Literally shut up.”

“Sure.”

Then he’s pressing his mischievous smile against your mouth once more, and you can’t really wrap your mind around how it’s even possible that he keeps getting sweeter and sweeter. His sugary kisses send warmth tingling up your spine, make a fluttery sensation erupt in your stomach. You’re lightheaded, and not the kind that can be remedied by a sufficient fix of blood oxygen.

Even though you’re perfectly content with kissing, there’s a certain implication that comes with only kissing that you’re not sure what to do with. He’s literally inside of you on a weekly basis and yet, this feels much more intimate than anything you two have ever done.

Because friends don’t kiss each other the way he’s kissing you right now. Friends don’t kiss each other the way you’re kissing him back.

A chime from your phone breaks you two apart, the intrusion forcing a mildly frustrated grunt from Minho. You find the mobile device hidden between the cushions of your couch, and after you quickly scan the notification on the screen, you tell him, “It’s Hyunjin.”

“What did I say? It’s always him at the scene of the crime,” Minho mutters, speaking in the same tone that one would when their sibling interrupts a round of their favorite video game. “What does he want?”

“Just wants me to send him a photo of the sample portfolio from our class.”

“Ignore him. He can wait.”

“He’ll call me if I don’t reply.”

“He’s so annoying,” Minho grumbles but loosens his hold on you nonetheless. “Hurry back.”

“It’ll only take a minute, you big baby,” you chuckle, pressing a swift peck to his lips before you get up from the couch and head toward your bedroom with your phone in hand, searching for the binder that Hyunjin is asking about.

Once you’ve snapped the picture and sent it to your friend, you return to the living room. When Minho hears your footsteps, he holds out an arm, silently beckoning you into his embrace again. And you do. You slide into the space next to him, slotting perfectly against his side.

Your fingers absentmindedly trace along his forearm until they reach his wrist. “This is pretty,” you say, touching the thin link bracelet that he always wears, the one with a small charm hanging off the center in the simple outline of a dove.

“You like it? I’ve had it for ages.”

“Mhmm, it suits you.”

A moment passes where you both sit in silence as you fiddle with the gold jewelry, and you can feel Minho’s eyes on your face the entire time. After a while, he pries your fingers off his skin, only to swiftly take off the trinket.

“No, Min. What are you doing?”

He doesn’t answer you. You attempt (in vain) to pull your wrist back but Minho is stronger. He holds it in place as he clasps the chain around your wrist.

“Minho, you are not giving me your bracelet.”

“Relax. It’s not like it was passed down from my great-great-grandfather. It’s just a random bracelet I bought when I was 18.”

“Why would you even give me your bracelet?”

He shrugs, as though he’s merely doing something as simple as letting you borrow you a pen. “It looks good on you.”

You look down to where his hand is still on your skin, his thumb gently sliding over your pulse point as he admires how the dainty gold reflects the dim lighting in your home.

And he’s right. It does look good, but he probably doesn’t mean it in the same way that you’re thinking of right now. You think it looks good because it’s something that belongs to him that’s now wrapped snugly around your wrist, like some sort of affirmation spoken in a language that only the two of you can understand.

Minho leans over and presses his warm lips to your forehead. It takes you by surprise, the way he does it as if it’s second nature to be this affectionate with you. It’s a tipping point, then suddenly your thoughts are running rampant.

The instruction has always been plain and simple: No strings attached.

But...

The chaste kisses with no expectation of sex, being protective when you’re in the presence of other guys, even giving you his bracelet to wear just because you said it was pretty.

Why do all of these sound an awful lot like strings?

You hesitate, then you ask, “What are we doing?”

“Hmm? You wanna watch another movie?”

“No, that’s not... What are we doing?” You don’t even know what word to put more emphasis on.

Minho looks at you and loosens his fingers. What he can’t understand through your words, you think he sees it in your eyes. “Say what you mean.”

“Are we friends?”

“Of course we are.”

“Are we still friends?”

“Do you not want to be friends anymore?” He cracks a smile, but you can tell that he’s just doing it to lighten you up. “You have terrible timing. I literally just gave you a bracelet.”

“Friends don’t do that.”

“Friends don’t give each other bracelets?”

“Friends don’t kiss like that.”

Minho seems a bit taken aback, though he regains his composure in mere seconds, his voice calm as he tells you, “Friends don’t have sex either.”

“What are you saying?”

“I don’t know. What are you saying? You brought it up.”

You open your mouth, only to subsequently close it because your thoughts were never really that coherent in the first place. You look away from him to glance down at your wrist.

“You’re being confusing,” Minho says quietly, honestly.

“I just… I don’t want anything to change.”

“Did anything change for you?” he asks.

“No,” is what you tell him after a long minute, when what you really mean to say is I don’t know. You can see it as it happens, some stars fading from his eyes, some light growing more faint in his irises. Though the despondence on his face disappears so fast that you’re not sure if it was even there at all, or if it was only a figment of your imagination.

Then you throw the question back at him. “Did anything change? For you?”

Minho’s answer is the same as yours - a clear No - and yet, it makes you feel like you’ve been punctured by something sharp. You don’t know why your heart drops upon hearing him say the exact same thing that you did, but you try not to let it show on your face. Your poker face isn’t anywhere as good as his, but you hope that it’s enough.

You give him a tight-lipped smile and nod a little.

“Then nothing’s changed.” He strokes your hair, emphasizing his point with a soft smile as he reassures you, “And nothing has to change. It’s a bracelet, don’t overthink it. We’re good.”

Sometimes, the decisions you make are bad because you can foresee the outcomes, or at least, you have an idea of the consequences will be later on and yet, you still choose to go through with it anyway.

Just like how you chose to watch a movie you knew would drive you crazy with its trivial details, you choose to accept the feeling of Minho’s bracelet around your wrist. You choose to believe him when he said nothing has changed, and that nothing has to change. You choose to sweep under the rug the thoughts that you’ve been having about him lately. You choose to overlook the reason why you’ve been having those thoughts instead of facing it head-on because you’re terrified of what you’d find if you dig deeper.

You choose to let the conversation end here though it still lingers in your mind, and you choose to let him kiss you goodnight when he leaves because tonight has already been a series of bad decision after bad decision anyway.

And when you fall asleep, it’s the soothing coolness of the golden dove against your skin that lulls you to slumber, like he’s here right beside you to hold you through the night.

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Elisa De Almeida NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

A: Aftercare

She’ll help you take a shower or bath after sex and will whisper how good you took her in your ear as you catch your breath

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Elisa’s favorite body part is her hands, she loves how easy it is to make you cum with just her fingers

Her favorite body part of yours is your chest, she loves leaving hickies all over your chest and breasts

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

She loves overstimulating you and telling you to wait until she tells you to cum but you’re too fucked to attempt to listen and always end up coming before she tells you to

D: Dirty Secret 

Elisa loves how loud you are and how it’s so easy for someone to overhear the two of you

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?) 

Elisa is experienced and it shows

F: Favorite Position 

She loves when you ride her face

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

She’ll make a few teasing jokes here and there but she’s mostly serious

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

Sex with Elisa is intimate most of the time but the intimacy is mostly after sex is over

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC) 

She loves when you send her videos of you getting yourself off and saves them to watch whenever you two are apart

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks) 

Daddy kink, she’ll fuck you harder every time you say it

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Doesn’t have a favorite place, anywhere works for her

M: Motivation (What turns them on?) 

Hearing you call her ‘daddy’ always has her head spinning and she works harder to fuck you faster and harder

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

She likes the thought of being overheard but she hates the idea of someone actually walking in on the two of you and catching you

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Giving, she loves when you ride her face and she refuses to let you move away until she’s made you cum at least three times

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?) 

Fast and rough

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies) 

Loves them, they happen any chance they can

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting) 

She’s open to some things as long as you are also open to the idea of trying something new

S: Stamina (How many rounds) 

You two go for many rounds that are a bit shorter

T: Toys 

Has a couple of different straps she uses plus a vibrator when she’s teasing you

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

She loves teasing you and doesn’t hold back at all

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make) 

Elisa isn’t loud at all, you’re louder than her and it has led to you two being overheard on multiple occasions (not that either of you care)

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

The first time you called her ‘daddy’ was an accident but she made you cum so much after that and told you to say it again each time she fucks you

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s on the higher side, she hates that you two can’t spend your time in the bedroom

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Elisa falls asleep pretty quickly after a shower or bath

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sometimes i smile at posts that say "proship DNI your F/O hates you" or whatever because like, have you met my F/O? he would be proship.

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ComPOUND Round 3 [Bucky x Fem Reader]

Minors DNI 🔞

Summary: First morning of your week alone in the compound with Bucky. He adds himself to your morning routine. ;) Established relationship. If you’ve been following the plot PLEASE STOP but your powers and vaguely why you stayed behind are revealed.

Warnings ⚠️: smut af, bondage, a lil rough but not too much, oral (m and f), praise kink, p in v, unprotected

WC: 1.7k??

It’s 5:30 AM and there are little to no off days even for low key weeks like this. I get up and walk to get the specially designed breakfast that F.R.I.D.A.Y. planned for me. If there is one thing I miss about my past life it was a big flavorful breakfast… well and my family not being the reason the rest of the Avengers are trying to save a population of innocent people.

Surprise! I’ve got daddy issues. That’s my whole conflict of interest that kept me from the mission. I can’t do it. I told them not to tell me who did it if they are gone by the end of it. No matter how much I’ve been burned by them I’ll still hesitate.

I take my last bite and walk to the training center. I try to quiet my mind with some yoga before I get into the intense workouts. As I move into downward dog, I feel Bucky’s two hands pull my ass to his crotch. He gives it a light squeeze that still hurts because of the marks he left on it last night.

“Downward Dog - my favorite pose. What are you doing up so early Angel?”

“You know that pet name can only stretch so far,” I stand up. He throws his hands up with a cocky grin.

“Sorry, it’s just so fitting. I haven’t seen them in a while. It’s kind of hot when you pop them out. You should give me a quick show,” he says with that grin somehow getting smugger. The lack of sleep I got last night really motivated me to remind him what got me here in the first place.

“Careful what you wish for.”

In less than a second I sprout my wings then clap them hard in front of me which sends him flying across the room. I retract them back in an instant. He gets up laughing and clapping.

“Woo! That is what I’m talking about angel! I would ask to see the other stuff but we don’t want to set the building on fire do we?”

I can’t control myself when my other powers ignite - literally ignite. While he playfully annoys me, I don’t think I could ever release that hell fire. My powers are not “biblical” but they sure are other worldly.

“I need to get back to it. There’s food in the fridge. Just don’t touch my meal prep,” I hate that sentence just left my mouth.

“I don’t want your meal prep,” he walks behind me with our bodies facing the mirrors and his hands snaking up and down my body. “I want you. If you wanna get some training in I can show you somethings,” he says into my ear while tucking my hair back. So unfair.

“I don’t have-“

“You see this?”, he picks up my yoga strap. Out of nowhere he runs in front of me to kick the back of my legs. We both fall to the floor. He has me pinned down and starts tying the strap around my wrists.

“This is called a constrictor knot. In the event you have a disobedient girl giving you attitude, this knot comes in real handy,” he pushes his hand up my shirt to grab my breast. He moves it back down into my leggings and starts rubbing.

“Fuck. I could do whatever I want to do to you right now. You’re so wet. I cannot wait to get my cock inside you.”

I feel his fingers slip in and out. I let out a whimper. The sounds of my wet cunt make him growl. With a loud grunt he rips my leggings off. His fingers are back inside me and moving with fury. His eyes are hungry and he plants his head between my thighs with force.

As his tongue moves around my clit, I let out some “Ah! Ah! AH!”s. I start thrashing my body from the pleasure. He takes his vibranium arm to hold my hips down making me immobile.

“Whatever I want to do to you. Don’t make me repeat myself again. Now what do we say?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good girl.”

He sits up to free himself from his shorts. I am towered over with his cock in my face.

“Get to work doll. Let’s practice some breathing exercises for your training today.”

He puts his cock in my mouth and I start to move my head up and down. His length hits the back of my throat and I cough choking on it.

“Such a good girl for me trying so hard. Now you’re getting that pussy filled.”

He pulls on the strap to lift me up for a sloppy kiss with my taste still on his tongue. He drops me to the floor again to pin me under him. In no time his cock is thrusting into me with a speed so fast it shakes my body back and forth.

“I’m really making you mine this week. I’m gonna fuck you in every room I can. Get ready to drop whatever you’re doing for me whenever I want.”

I need this honestly. Losing my body to him feels more comfortable than I ever thought it would. My helplessness to his pounding excites me with both safety knowing he’s the one doing it and anticipation for what he might pull next.

He pulls the strap up so that I mesh into a seated position with him. He pumps into me with an unmatched passionate kiss. His free hand runs through my hair and gives it a pull in the back. He releases a heavy breath and moan. I’m squealing as he hits my g spot and my clit rubs against his body.

“Fuck Bucky! You’re killing me!”

“Good thing we know you’ll go to heaven then.”

He turns me onto my stomach so that I’m facing the mirrors. I arch up my ass anticipating his next move. I grip onto the strap preparing to take him. He kneels behind me and picks my head up.

“Look at you catching on. Now watch yourself get fucked.”

He slams his cock back inside me and thrusts with power. My high pitched screams are music to his ears. He grabs my ass and slaps it back and forth a few times.

“I thought I was being your good girl?”, I tease.

“Don’t act like you don’t get pleasure from my punishments. You might be my good girl right now but doesn’t mean I won’t give you a reminder of what’s in store for bad girls.”

“Not fair,” I laugh. Wrong choice.

He flips me over swiftly. He pulls tight on the strap to put the end in front of my face. His grip tenses around it.

“You remember this? I decide what’s fair and what’s not. You’re all tied up Angel. You take what you get and believe me you’re gonna get it.”

He throws my arms down then smacks the side of my ass with his vibranium hand. There is pleasure in his punishments. His movements are the hardest and fastest I’ve felt from him since our first time.

“I’m getting close to giving you my next load. I’ve loved filling you up with all my cum and watching it drip out you. Shows you’re all mine. No one else gets this pussy but me.”

My body tingles at his words. I give him an affirming mhm. He grabs my face.

“I wanna hear you say it ‘Bucky this pussy is yours’ if you want this load. Sing me that beautiful song Angel and it’s all yours.”

“Bucky…,” he hits the spot again which throws me off track.

“Bucky this…,” he cues for the rest of what he wants to hear. He lifts my hips up and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I scrunch my face then open my eyes wide as I feel my own cum.

“It’s yours! It’s yours! I promise it’s all yours!”

Mmmmh! I feel his huge burst of cum in me. He pulls out and it was definitely the biggest load of all the rounds so far. My hands are set free with some mild brush burns. He grabs my hands and gives them each light kisses.

“I’ll be more careful next time bunny. You just get me too hot,” he groans. I get a kiss loaded with tongue.

What a wonderful first morning with him back!

[hearts4court]

What it’s like dating The Marauders + Regulus Black!!

18++ Minors DNI!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!!

characters: James F. Potter, Sirius O. Black, Remus J. Lupin and, Regulus A. Black.

warnings: smut, cursing, mentions of the black family, kissing. lemme know if i missed anything, Fem! reader^^

Authors note: Hey hey my lovelies!! So this idea came to me when i was scrolling on pinterest and i saw a picture of a couple and it made me sad because i’m single as a dollar. BUT, i decided to share my idea with the class. Voldemort does not exist in this AU, but magic does!

James F. Potter:

Y’all are known as the “Goofy” couple. Y’all are always doing stupid things together, and overall y’all are just the cutest and funniest couple. Sometimes you too will skip your classes to make out in his dorm or to have sex. He’s AMAZING at giving head. You’ll take his glasses off his face and wear them, and it probably turns him on, ngl. Or he takes polaroids of you to save for his little scrapbook he made of y’all, for all of y’all’s memories. yes i said it. fight me. He’s such a praiser, whether it’s giving it or receiving it. he doesn’t care. “Does that feel good, baby? does my pretty girl like that?” he praises you as he thrusts into you. “always such a good girl for me.” he groans. “J-Jamie! fuck.. feels so good!” you moan, digging your nails into his shoulder, that causes him to chuckle

<3

Sirius O. Black:

omfg. Y’all are literally the hottest couple at Hogwarts. Nobody can decide if they wanna be you, or Sirius, or if they wanna be with both of y’all. You two sit together in every single class y’all have together, and his hand is always on your thigh no matter where y’all are. he really couldn’t give a flying fuck. You’re always on his lap, and his arms are always wrapped around you pulling you closer to him. He’s always kissing your neck and leaving hickeys to show you off, which sometimes he gets detention for, for inappropriate behavior. he’s such a rough! dom, when it comes to sex but he’s also a soft!dom at the same time? He will degrade the hell out of you but also praise you at the same time. “Look at you.. drooling and screaming my name.. ya look s’pretty like this.” Sirius coos as he rams into you from behind. “My dumb little slut.” he breathes against your neck. “F-fucking hell.. Siri please go faster- i’ll be good.. p-promise!” you whimper causing him to smirk and speed up. “i know baby.. such a good girl for me.”

:)

Remus J. Lupin:

Oh he’s such a sweetheart. Y’all are Hogwarts’s Cutest couple. If they’re was a Cutest couple of the year contest, y’all would win every time. He loves to read to you, and you take care of him after full moons when he comes back into the castle, like taking care of his wounds, helping him clean himself up, etc. “Are you alright, Remmy?” you coo in worry, running a warm cloth against his forehead and his cheeks.”M’alright, dove.” he mumbled, taking a sip of his water weakly. Y’all love to do study dates, then you two go back to his dorm and do skincare together. :( His kisses are so soft no matter what y’all are doing, and he loves praising you. “Good job on your exam, baby.” he smiles, kissing your head gently. He’s SUCH a soft! Dom. “look at ya.. taking me s’well..c’mon princess… you can a little more.” he says into your ear in a soft tone. “Mm! f-feels so good Remmy!” you whimper, biting your lip slightly. He 100% whispers book lines into your ear. My man is literally William Shakespeare.

Rizzmus Lupin<3

Regulus A. Black:

Reggie:( Oh poor Reg, he never thought anyone would ever love him because of his family, but your just an angel from above, aren’t you? Tbh, people are scared of Regulus so they don’t really give talk about you two. While he studies your always either laying or sitting on his lap. More sitting then laying. All you ever does is complain, and he hates it. “Why are you so harsh on people, Reggie?” you ask in a sweet voice, running your fingers through his curly hair. “I don’t do it on purpose y’know.” he grumbled looking up from his book, before looking back at it, as he leans into you. You shake your head before continuing to play with his hair. Just like his brother, he’s a rough! Dom, and loves to degrade you. Now, All you ever do is complain. Whether it’s about students, teachers, work, yourself, all you ever do upset reggie with your complaining. And every time he shuts you up. “You just don’t know how to shut up, do you?” He says, grabbing onto your hair hard, pulling your head back.”M’sorry!” you cry, which is more like a moan then a cry, continuing to bounce on him, and move your hips in a circular motion.”Yeah, yeah. But since you wanna be a little bitch and complain so bloody much.. i’m not letting you cum.” he whispers in your ear, pulling you off him, as a punishment for pissing him off.

UGH. i want him to ruin me.

[bakugoushotwife]

Hiiiiii coming to ask for some serotonin

Please a modern one with megumi and his s/o having a tense slightly smexy moment on a hang out with the group in a restaurant or something and his s/o being a bit funny under the table if you get what I mean heh quite the fluff one with the good old you decided it heh 😆

Broaden Your Horizons // Megumi Fushiguro x fem!reader

a/n: yeehaw this was fun!! i kinda latched onto a whole thing here with songs and the jukebox, and it was a little angstier than i intended but nothing too serious. anyway, let me know if you hate it and i'll try again lol

cw: MINORS DNI. MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. 69 oral (M + F receiving), penetrative vaginal sex, reader is fem, rough, creampie, maybe a slight foot fetish thing kinda but not really you'll see, car sex, doggy, some exhibitionism i suppose

wc: 5037

You were really starting to piss him off. He was trying to give you the benefit of the doubt, you did drink a lot tonight. But he cut you off hours ago, so you were either pathetic with your liquor or you were trying to aggravate him. He’s been watching you hang all over one of your shared best friends, Yuji Itadori, all night long. It was a party for Itadori’s 23rd birthday, so he guesses it wasn’t completely out of line for you to give him some extra attention, but that hardly warrants the body shots and the dancing or the cup pong tournament. 

Normally, he was very secure in your relationship. He didn’t feel the need to flaunt you and he wasn’t comfortable with public affection. He knows you love him, right? I mean, sure it stings whenever people react with shock when you say that he’s your boyfriend, and maybe it bothers him that you make that same pouty face every time he turns you down for dancing or cup pong, because he knows he’s letting you down. Sometimes he wishes he could be more spontaneous and loose like the rest of his friends. Maybe if he was, his girlfriend wouldn’t grind on the birthday boy all night long and continue laying all over him and giggling in the Waffle House at 2AM.

He stared daggers at you. Surely, eventually, you would feel his death glare and cut it out. He even thought about returning the favor with Nobara, but he would feel too guilty knowingly manipulating your feelings. The booth was tight, and he hated that. You were practically sitting in Yuji’s lap and he was fuming. He’s finally reached his limit, extending his long legs to kick your shoe under the table. 

Your stupid giggling with Yuji stops. “Ow! Babe-uh!” You pout. “What was that for?” 

He’s actually going to explode. Yuji pouts too and asks if you’re okay. You nod and continue staring at your boyfriend. Your pout was immaculate, he has to give you that. Your pretty eyes are droopy and looking up at him like an abandoned puppy, sweet kissable lips puckered just to taunt him. The bright lights of the Waffle House serve as your drunken halo, and unfortunately you do look angelic. Megumi deflates, he can’t give you the silent treatment but he didn’t exactly want to admit his insecurities in front of the guy that was causing most of them. The trashy diner was tiny anyway, the other drunkards and addicts would listen in on the drama. So he just glances at your hands and then pointedly at Itadori. 

You get the message. Initially, you smirk. You find it funny that he’s so bothered by Itadori. Surely he knows you could never be with anyone but him, much less his best friend. But then you see the seriousness on his face, and you recall your attachedness to Itadori’s hip tonight. It was his birthday! You were only trying to party with your friends. Plus, you had asked Megumi to dance with you. He always turned red and turned his nose up at the offer. He wasn’t one for cup pong either, and you wouldn’t dare ask him to take a shot off you, he could hardly hold your hand in public. You’re sure you would hate to see Megumi do any of those things with anyone else…but it hurt that he wouldn’t do it with you either. He refused to leave his comfort zone, so maybe you just had to keep pushing him. 

You put your shoe over his in an effort to soothe him, giving Yuji less enthusiastic replies than before. This does improve Megumi’s attitude, though he can tell something’s still off with you. He looks around at his other two friends, casually scrolling on their phones while they wait for the food to come to the table. So he pulls out his phone and taps the ‘mrs.’ contact. 

“what’s wrong?” 

“Nothing.” You reply seconds later.

“don’t be that way angel :(“

“Ur mad at me for doing things i would prefer to do with you..it just sucks i guess, you won’t broaden ur horizons but that means i can’t have fun either.”

He clenches his jaw when he reads your text. You were right, as much as it sucked to say. He can’t expect you to sit in the corner people-watching all night long. Part of the reason he loves you so much is because of your adventurous spirit, you’re willing to try anything once and you never have any fear. It embarrasses him and he’s stubborn. Instead of admitting his faults, he doubles down on yours. 

“so you throw your ass on itadori to have fun?”

“Wow…you’re impossible sometimes, Megu. It’s harmless dancing.”

“why not dance with nobara instead?”

“I did, all three of us danced together. It’s his birthday, everyone was trying to give him a good time.”

“rest assured, i’m sure he had a wonderful time with you all over him.”

“Are you being real right now? He’s my friend too. I thought you trusted me. I thought you know how much I love you. You’re the one who shuts down at these kinds of things.” 

“yeah well if you’re so miserable you can keep itadori.”

“Fine.” You pull your shoe off of his under the table. 

He sighs. He knows he’s being unreasonable. Your hands shake as you put your phone down to start eating after the server comes to the table, putting that fight on pause. You couldn’t believe he was that worked up. He hadn’t ever been the jealous type, and you definitely thought he would understand you teaming up with your other friends for an ultimate birthday party experience. Did he really want to break up over something like this, or was he just upset? You love him more than anything and it seems like two of you have been together forever. Did he really doubt you this badly?

You were praying for something else to think about, the only sound was the buzzing of the dingy light bulbs and the scrapes of silverware against ceramic plates. You nearly sigh in relief when someone drops some coins into the jukebox, playing ‘Swim’ by Chase Atlantic. 

Megumi notices the way you keep your eyes down on your plate, gently swaying subconsciously to the music. He regrets what he said. He regretted it the moment he pressed send, and he didn’t even have the fortune of blaming alcohol for his poor decisions. So he reaches out under the table again, gently tucking his shoe on the outside of yours. He watches you for a reaction, satisfied when your eyes meet his. He smiles shyly. You tighten your lips, showing your agitation. 

He pulls out his phone again. “i’m sorry..i just hated watching you move like that on someone else, you’re right, i’m lame and a coward and i promise i will do everything you ask me to next time we party…plz forgive.”

He thinks he’s really lost you when you pick up your phone to read the message and then put it back down. Really, you’re just thinking. You didn’t mean to make him feel lame or like you could ever be interested in someone else. At the end of the day, all you wanted was for him to try new things, and he said he would do that. Your hand slides to grab your phone again, to apologize back and accept his, but the song changes and catches your attention. 

“I don’t want a friend

I want my life in two

Waiting to get there

Waiting for you” 

You grin, the song a favorite of yours and Megumi’s. He was so romantic in private it was hard to believe, and you know that he loves you immensely. Normally this song pops up on your playlist during your intimate times and he always always always took the time to follow the lyrics. 

“When I’m around slow dancing in the dark

Don’t follow me you’ll end up in my arms

You done made up your mind

I don’t no more signs.”

You decide to slip your foot out of your heel completely, knowing you would have more accessibility this way. Megumi’s face turns pink as he recognizes the melody, his brain instantly going to the times spent in his dark bedroom, hugging your naked body close to his own while slowly swaying to the music. It was always goofy and sweet, both of your faces red from a heated makeout or bodies sweaty and gross from hours of being one. Yet he never hesitated to pull you out of bed to dance to this one, whispering the words in your ear. He yearned to do it now, but he didn’t even know if you were on speaking terms at the moment. He gasped when he felt your foot against his calf, covering up the noise with a non-subtle cough. He smirked at you a little, sliding down in the seat and spreading his legs a little more. He regretted not sitting next to you whenever you were falling over Itadori, but now maybe he didn’t mind so much. 

Though, it was getting harder to keep his composure as your foot slid higher, resting on the inside of his thigh. He could feel his cheeks grow warmer, and he kept side-eyeing Kugisaki and Yuji to make sure they were still distracted with their phone and food, respectively. He’s relieved that you’re not angry with him, and embarrassedly turned on by your flirty touches. He can feel the blood rush to his cock, and he knows he’s in trouble. The space is too tight, your friends are too close by—but he doesn’t mind. This is exactly the type of thing he needed to try. He just needed to get you out of here soon, or he’d end up trying a lot more in the Waffle House.

“Give me reasons we should be complete

You should be with him I can’t compete

You looked at me like I was someone else

Can’t you see?”

You smirk back at him, knowing if you moved your foot just to the left you would feel his growth. You wondered if he could handle such a bold move in public, so close to his other friends. You wanted so badly to push him out of that tiny comfort zone of his, and if you sensed a meltdown you could always back off. So you did, sliding your foot over his bulge and back again, biting your lip to keep from laughing at the way his eyes grow wider and his cheeks burn darker. 

You were so in for it, he was already wondering how he was going to make up for his jealousy while also punishing your brazenness. 

“Here’s the check, y’all have a good night now.” Your server hums politely as she sets down the bill. Fushiguro’s hands are on it instantly, and he doesn’t even care that they’ve put all four of you on the same tab. He digs in his wallet for the cash to cover it and more for her tip, hastily getting to his feet and extending his hand to you. 

“Let’s get going guys, it’s late!” He said with a nervous chuckle, clearing his throat right after. Nobara and Itadori looked at him with arched brows. You hummed and got to your feet, slinging your purse on your shoulder. Then you did an impressive fake yawn and stretch combination. 

“I could go to bed, that food really sobered me up ‘n I don’t wanna puke.” You sigh, and the others laugh and clap you on the shoulder as you move toward the exit. Megumi’s thankful for his choice of baggy sweats, just barely concealing why he’s in such a hurry tonight. 

Nobara and Itadori take the backseat, leaving the front for the loving couple. They’re still giggly and very tipsy. You’re moderately concerned about Itadori coming down with alcohol poisoning with all the shots he consumed tonight. Nonetheless, it’s easy to reach across the console and rest your hand as close to his clothed erection as you could. He sighs and adjusts his hips under your hand, making you smirk when his new positioning puts your hand over him. 

He’s not a reckless driver, especially with such precious cargo as his girlfriend and closest friends. However, his stomach was so tight and started to burn with anticipation. He wished Nobara lived closer, thankful that Yuji would sleep off his drunkenness at her place and he wouldn’t have to make two stops. However the drive was too long for his liking. You looked beautiful all night, like you usually did, and you drove him crazy putting all of that on his best friend. Oh, and when he watched Itadori lean over to take his shot of vodka out of your belly button, his fist tightened and he considered punching the man on his birthday. Then you’re gonna start messing with him in the restaurant, god he doesn’t know what he’s going to do with you, but he cannot wait any longer. 

“Have a good night guys! Drink lots of water!” You call after the tipsy pair, helping each other up the steps and through the door of Kugisaki’s residence. You giggle to yourself, sighing happily as Megumi wordlessly puts the car back into drive and heads toward your shared apartment. 

“Y’know, I really am sorry about tonight…” You say softly, letting your head roll on the headrest so you could admire his side profile. He hadn’t really aged much, though his features had always been mature looking, sharp jaw, sharp cheekbones, and a perfectly angular nose. His eyelashes were long and dark; the green of his eyes absorbing all the shine from the headlights as he drove along. 

He turned his head to peek at you momentarily. Surely you could feel the fact he wasn’t upset anymore, though he had a certain…payback in mind for your behavior tonight. “It’s okay, you’re gonna make it up to me.” He said smugly, pulling the suv onto the shoulder of the busy highway. 

Your eyes widened, convinced he was bluffing. Your heartbeat quickened at the thought of such a risky act, in a good way. You would try anything once after all, but you knew your logical and responsible boyfriend would probably change his mind. You hear him put the car in park, you hear his seat belt unbuckle, and the sound of the radio dial going up. A guitar is being plucked quickly, and you recognize the song from your normal sex playlist. He wasn’t faltering yet. 

“I summoned you, please come to me

Don’t bury thoughts that you really want

I fill you up, drink from my cup

Within me lies what you really want

Come, lay me down”

You turn to look at him, your surprise still pretty evident. He chuckles at this, it was pretty rare to see you looking shocked, especially by something he did. He was determined to not let that be the last time tonight that he saw it. He still seems smug, maybe overcome with a certain need to prove himself worthy of you, to be daring and push himself past his limits. It’s something he’s always struggled with, but the adrenaline swirling through his body was rewarding, he must admit. He leaned over and unbuckled your seatbelt as well, resting his elbow on the console when he was finished. You watched him do this curiously, but he didn’t leave you wondering for too long. He grabbed your jaw and made you look up into his eyes, they were almost black with how big his pupils had grown and the intensity of them as they skirted over your face made you tremble. He smashed his lips on yours. 

“ ‘Cause you know this

“Cause you know this sound

In the middle of the night

In the middle of the night

Just call my name, I’m yours to tame

In the middle of the night

In the middle of the night

I’m wide awake, I crave your taste

All night long, ‘til morning comes

I’m getting what is mine

You gon’ get yours”

You close your eyes, one hand reaching up to rest on his jaw and the other moving to his bicep as the kiss grew in ferocity. He tilts his head to the side to get more of your essence, deciding to sloppily shove his fat tongue in your mouth. He always tasted so good, like peppermint, you loved it, moaning as you sucked on the appendage lewdly. His eyes rollback a little, he loves watching you do that shit. He grunts, needing more of you and quickly, it was starting to hurt. All too quickly, he lets go of you. He sits back up in his seat, making you pout and whine at the loss of his touch. He chuckles at you, cute little lips glistening with a layer of his saliva. 

“Patience is a virtue, angel.” He hums, sliding the seat back as far as it will go before he’s leaning back over to pull you by your waist onto his lap, making you gasp at his length poking your middle once your thighs are straddling him. His hands slide possessively down to your hips, pulling you down on him, shamelessly grinding into you. Once you start returning the favor, he lets his long fingers slip under your shirt, peeling it off seamlessly. Then he’s grabbing the back of your neck to force another sloppy kiss. You smile against his mouth, your own hands tangled in his hair while your hips rocked steadily against his own. Maybe he wouldn’t grind with you in public, but you’d much rather have this private show all to yourself anyway. 

“These burning flames, these crashing waves

 Wash over me like a hurricane

I captivate, you’re hypnotized

Feel powerful, but it’s me again”

He’s indecisive with his hands, constantly moving them from cupping your cheeks to sliding down your curves and groping your chest. His neediness is clear, the pink on his cheeks and his half-lidded eyes tell you everything. You gasp for air, smiling down at him. He thinks you’re so gorgeous like this. No matter how you danced in front of others, only he got to see your swollen lips and the messy hair he gave you. Only he gets to see your hardened nipples under his fingers and the face you make when he pinches them. He grins as the song changes, leaning back to remove his own shirt for you after your constant tugging on it. 

“Climb on board

We’ll go slow and high tempo

Light and Dark 

Hold me hard and mellow

I’m seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure

Nobody but you, ‘body but me

“Body but us, bodies together”

“I love you Megu.” You coo, sneakily dodging his lips in favor of placing yours all over his jawline, humming sweetly as you start down his neck. You know every sweet spot, where to bite and nibble and where to suck and place gentle kisses. He whimpers every time, and it’s a sound so sweet you can feel your panties dampen uncomfortably against your pussy, grinding against your own wetness with every collision of hips. He squeezes hard at your ass, kneading the fat in his hands like a stress toy. 

“Love you too baby girl..wanna get in the back?” He asks hopefully, extending his right arm to fold your passenger seat over so you each could easily slip into the spacious back, where the seats had already been conveniently folded down thanks to the useful button on the dash. 

You nod eagerly, sliding off of him and crawling on the back of his seats, towards the trunk to give him the most room. You slide out of your jeans and underwear for your own sake, the mess of yourself too much to bear. You watch him as he gets an idea, his normally neutral expression gleaming with mischief as he looks at you so prettily sitting on your knees. 

“I love to hold you close, tonight and always

I love to wake up next to you

I love to hold you close, tonight and always

I love to wake up next to you

So we’ll piss off the neighbors

In the place that feels the tears

The place to lose your fears

Yeah, reckless behavior 

A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw

In the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day

Fuckin in and fighting on 

It’s our paradise and it’s our warzone” 

He slides back to join you, sitting on the very edge of the seats and hastily taking off his sweatpants. He then lies flat on his back, scooting back and positioning himself right beneath your weeping pussy. You gasp at his move, giggling shortly after. He was full of surprises after all. You could hear other cars pass at high speeds, making your blood rush at the thrill of it all. His windows were tinted and it was 3AM, so there wasn’t much to worry about. His big hands grab what they can of your thighs, plunging your core on his waiting mouth. 

You moan out immediately at the sensation. He knows all of your spots too, licking up your arousal like it was the only thing keeping him alive before he sucked harshly on your clit. Your stomach lurches immediately, and you have to brace yourself on his chest, high pitched whimpers pairing with the next song on the playlist beautifully. 

“Sex ain’t the only thing that’s on my mind

But you get me so excited

Woah-oh-oh-oh

Irreplaceable, tattoos from your neck that drop down to your ankle

Drop top in the Range, shawty you wanna feel good

I wanna feel good too

Don’t I make you feel good?

You get me so excited

Shawty wanna roll with a rockstar”

He loves the taste of you, his favorite flavor in the world. You’re always so sweet, he thinks, like honey or candy of some kind. He didn’t consume any alcohol tonight so he allows himself to get drunk on you instead, teeth slightly nibbling on your sensitive bud before he resumes his lewd slurps of your center, plunging his tongue inside your tight hole. He groans in a mix of pleasure and surprise when he feels your hand wrap around his length. You couldn’t just keep staring at it, his painfully hard dick with an angry red tip weeping pre from the slit. His balls were so tight, too. You knew he needed some kind of relief, he just wasn’t really the type to ask. So you lean over him slightly, still whining intermittently at the sensation of your boyfriend eating you out like this, so ravenous in nature. You grab his pretty length in your small hand, just enjoying the weight of him. He was perfectly trimmed for your convenience and his cock was the best you’ve ever seen. Cute veins running all over his shaft, a mix of purple and blue that add extra sensation to him inside you. All this led to his fat and needy tip. You slap it on your tongue a few times, giggling at the pauses in his movements as you did so. 

“Baby let’s go we can go far

Yeah, watch the stars

And go far

Shawty your body is so exciting 

I love when you get on top and you ride it

Only in your ocean, you call me Poseidon

In control of your water, you loving my trident.”

You take all of him down your throat, loving the way he speeds up in competition with you, wanting to make you feel even better. You hum, the vibrations giving him goosebumps. You wiggle your head a little to try and push his length a little further, but you gag and you can feel the tears prickle your eyes. You come back up for air for a second, sniffling and repeating your actions, slamming him to the back of your throat and bobbing along what you can swallow up. Your hand aids you in the rest, and you can feel your hips getting sloppier in their movements, the coil in your stomach burning and cracking. He’s truly relentless, fucking into your mouth without care. He continues his assault on your pussy, flicking his tongue in just the right way to make you snap. Your cry is muffled on his dick, but the way your hips stutter and your weight falls around him, he knows you’ve come. 

He knows he’ll do the same if he lets you do this much longer, making those cute noises and taking him so well. So he gently pushes your hips up so that you let him change the position.You’re compliant as always, your body is hard to resist even as he moves you gently out of his way. He smirks up at you again, petting your wild hair down as he gets back up to sitting on his own knees. He opens the door. 

“Get out and bend over the seat for me.” He says, eyes glowing with that mischievousness you noticed earlier. He really was being bold. 

You were still panting from the violent orgasm, looking up at him in disbelief. There’s that face he was hoping to see again. 

“What? I’m trying to broaden my horizons. It’s dark and there’s hardly anyone on the roads right now, beloved.” He coaxes you convincingly, extending his hand to help you step onto the street and everything. Plus, he knows the open door will serve as extra coverage. He just couldn’t let you walk around thinking he was lame or dull. He just could not get all the way back to your place after you’ve been taunting him all night long, no. No. You were going to get exactly what you wanted. 

So you take his hand and step onto the grass, nothing but the treeline behind you. You could still hear the occasional car cruise by the drivers side, but you knew they couldn’t see. He gives you another needy kiss when your face passes by his own, surprisingly excited by the prospect of fucking his girlfriend on the side of the highway. He smiles against your lips this time, his hand sliding down your back and the other on your hip. He gently turns you around with this grip, hand sliding all the way back up your spine, leaning palm laying flat in between your shoulder blades. He could never quite pick a favorite position with you, you always felt and looked amazing no matter which way he had you, but he nearly shudders at the way your hot skin feels beneath his fingers. You arch your back so perfectly for him and the moon shines on your ass like a spotlight. He can’t help but palm it and gently slap, making you squeal and giggle from inside the car. 

“Work it out, up and down 

Sweat it out, make up sex

Twerk it out, up and down

Sweat it out, make up sex

I’m tired, you’re wired

Why fight? 

It’s just the same thing

Tonight is my final love battle

Cause girl I’m hungover

Let’s just start over 

Gotta be more to love than this

We should be naughty, connect our bodies

You know I’m on it, I’m on my knee”

The cool night air slightly relieves Megumi’s searing skin, but he knows the only thing that can help is you. He pulls you to him, positioning you exactly where he needs you. You spread your legs wider to be compliant, and he rewards you with his length prodding against your gummy spot in one plunging move. You cry out and start struggling to hold yourself up already, nothing to grab onto other than the seats of his suv. 

God he wishes you knew what that did to him. Other than the noticeable twitch of his dick, he can only growl his satisfaction. “Look at you, taking it all at once, angel.” He remarks, and you can hear the smirk in his deep voice. 

If this were any other time, you would throw something snarky back, but he is in complete control of you. You couldn’t speak if you tried, the assault on your womb beginning right after his taunt. He’s not gentle or sweet tonight, but you don’t mind at all. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you down his shaft just as hard as he was shoving in. You can’t quiet yourself, screaming shamelessly and writhing in his hold. He can feel you clench down on him, and he knows you're close to cumming for him again. 

“That’s my girl, go ahead and give me another one. Show me how much you love me.” He commands, voice low and breathy. It was hard to stay strong with you bouncing on his cock like this, sucking him into choking walls and screaming his name like it was the only word you know. 

You let out a strangled moan, following his orders to a tee. Your knees buckled and he had to support you with the hold he had on your hips, but he felt the rush of warmth and heard the increased lubrication start to squeak and squelch between you. He shuddered, you absolutely were the death of him, your whines of sensitivity making him lightheaded. His balls ached once more before he emptied them into you, moaning brokenly at the way you felt with all of his seed coating your walls. You squeezed down on him again, humming in satisfaction. You were nearly delirious, feeling an entirely different kind of drunk. You lay against the fabric of the seat, shivering when he withdraws from you. He tugs his sweatpants on, using his underwear in an attempt to wipe you up as his load seeps down your legs. He’s satiated by the sight. He crouches down to clean you, giving you his praises as he does so. 

“Did perfect, lover. I hope you had a good time.” He says, getting back to his feet and helping you back into your clothes. You nod sleepily. It was nearing 4AM at this point and what energy you had left was consumed by this romp. 

He kisses your forehead and smiles, opening your passenger side door and closing it once you are comfortably inside. His hand is on your thigh for the drive home, the touch light and loving in contrast to his earlier possessive dominance.

He hopes he got his message across. You are all his, as always, and he’ll do whatever it takes to prove that every single time. 

[beah388love]

Robby Keene Fluff Alphabet

18+ Minors DNI!!!

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A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

He loves watching movies with you and cuddling whilst listening to music.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He loves your hair , he loves playing with it and making hairstyles or shapes with it while your focusing on something or asleep.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He would sit with you and try to talk to you softly and get your mind off of what was causing your attack , if it was a place he would take you back to his house or somewhere else.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He pictures you guys happily together with a dog and your dream apartment/house with your dream jobs.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He's quite passive but he can be quite dominant too , but your both equal and try not to be overly either.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He would forgive you quite easily because be hated fighting with you because you was the only person he's every really cared about besides his mum. so he would give you space before talking to you about both of your feelings and talking things through.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He's very grateful for you and sometimes thinks your a gift from god or an angel dent from heaven , he loves you and cherishes every moment with you.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He doesn't have any secrets and if he did he wouldn't be able to hide it from you for more than a week , he would break and Feel bad for lying.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

You helped him emotionally and you got him to talk about his feelings to you , and he did the same for you.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He gets jealous easily and he will come up to you and give you a big kiss before looking at the guy and asking you who he is , eventually the guy would leave after Robby gave you another kiss and wrapped his arm around your waist , holding you closer to him.

K iss - Are they a good kisser?

What was the first kiss like?

He's a great kisser. Robby took you to the skate park and you had to leave since your dad was waiting in the car for you "bye swayze I've gotta go" you said giving him a kiss and he couldn't comprehend what happened but after a couple seconds he realised and couldn't hold in his smile "bye Y/N" he said and waved with a big smile still shocked from what happened.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

You guys were in his bed cuddling , he was laying with his head on top of you stomach and his body in between your legs , you was playing with his hair while watching the movie that was on. "I love you" Robby said softly and you couldn't tell if you was hallucinating or not. "Mhm?" You asked in case you heard him wrong "I love you" he said again "I love you too" you answered blushing a little.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

He always says he wants to get married and he wants it on a beach with beautiful clear water and white soft sand. You was about to ask him something when you turned around and he was on me knee with a ring "Y/N will you marry me?" He said looking up at you with love in his eyes "YES" you said jumping into his arms and wrapping you legs around his waist as he kissed you passionately.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He loves calling you Baby whilst cuddling and calling you cutie randomly every now and then.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He will just look at you and admire you , that's how people began to notice it because he would just sit or stand there and just watch you from afar (not in a creepy way lol).

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He loves bragging about you and telling people about you and he doesn't mind giving you kisses in public.

Q uirk - Some random ability they

have that's beneficial in a relationship.

He knows when your social battery is low or completely gone. He will tell people that you and him are going home because it's getting late or you have plans. And he will cuddle you when you get home "thanks sometimes it's just so draining" you said and Robby smiled "it's okay i know you have a low social battery" he said mad kissed your head.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He would do dinner dates and movie marathons with you and he didn't care if it was cliche or not as long as you both were happy and Enjoyed it.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

He loves helping you and watching you learn from him like in karate or in school.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He likes trying new things out but he likes to have some things the same like the important things he loves.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He knows you very well and he will always as comfort you and listen to you as long or as much as you need.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it's worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Your relationship is very important to him and he would give up lots for it because he knows how much you love eachother and how much he loves your relationship.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He always puts your favourite cup on the bottom shelf so you can reach it and if you are giving him the silent treatment he'll put it at the top so you have to ask him to get it for you.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

He loves cuddling and kisses , he's very affectionate and loves being big spoon and little spoon.

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

He tries to forget about it during the day and will text you or call you throughout the day to check up on you and see how you are.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He would go to great lengths for your relationship like he would give up karate for you.

[dragjunkie23]

Sam Winchester NSFW Alphabet

18+ ONLY!! Minors DNI

I’ve seen a lot of people do Sam Winchester NSFW alphabets so I wanted to create one based on how I think he’ll be

A - Aftercare

Huge softie and gentleman when everything is done. He’ll be giving you the best aftercare with what you want but for him, holding you in his arms and stroking your skin is something he loves a lot. He definitely strikes me as someone who loves skin to skin contact so that would definitely be part of his aftercare

B - Body Part

As much as he hates to admit it, he does actually love his hands. So many women obsess over it and at first it’s confusing for him. With his partner, however, he realizes that his hands do so much when having sex. Pinning you down, stroking parts of the body that give you more pleasure, and being a source of comfort when the sex is done or just simply his partner wanting to hold his hand when they need it.

As for what his favorite body part is on a partner, he’s definitely a neck guy. All sexy scenes involving him, he’s kissing or biting the woman’s neck area as he knows it’s a sensitive part. Their backside and hair are a close second.

C - Cum

Sam doesn’t strike me as a super messy guy in bed so I think he would do all he can to avoid cumming everywhere. I guarantee you he has a breeding kink, though, so he wants to finish inside his partner.

D - Dirty Secret

I’ve seen a lot of people say that Sam is vanilla, but let’s be real: he is a FREAK in the sheets. Kinky AF (well maybe not AF but at least a good chunk of it).

E - Experience

Before he lost his soul, Sam only had a limited amount of experience compared to Dean. Either way, he knew what he was doing as he is good at reading his partner’s energy and what they want. After he lost his soul, he definitely had much more experience than Dean ever did (even if Sam doesn’t remember much of it).

F - Foreplay

Many men want to cut right to the chase. Not Sam. He knows the importance of foreplay and wants to ensure you are prepped just as much as he is, so get ready for a lot of it.

G - Goofy

It honestly will depend on the mood on either end, but I think being goofy would be saved for a long term partner he could trust.

H - Hard Limits

Like I said, Sam’s not a messy guy. He probably would not want to do something that will cause a huge mess. He isn’t completely opposed to it, though, so maybe will try some food play here and there but may not be a lot. Also isn’t into hardcore degrading his partner or doing anything that inflicts a lot of bodily harm to the body. He doesn’t want his partner to do that to him either

I - Intimacy

Sex is a VERY intimate moment for Sam. Though he has hooked up with a few women with no strings attached, he very much would rather have it with someone he’s in a long term relationship with. It’s personal for him

J - Jerk Off

If he’s single, he definitely will jerk off once in a while. When he’s in a relationship, it may not be as much but he’ll sneak in a little here and there when the hunt is long and you’re not in the mood

K - Kinks

Hair pulling (giving and receiving), predator/prey play, breeding, spanking (giving), bondage (giving and receiving though he’s more on the giving), dom/sub play

L - Location

Prefers the bedroom as it does allow a bit more movement (rolling around, changing spots) but will sneak a few rounds in the Impala with his partner. If neither one is readily available, if there is a single stall bathroom nearby, he’ll drag his partner in there if it’s been a while since the last time they had sex.

M - Motivation

Sensual whispering from his partner, them wearing something rather revealing, or just a simple “Babe, I’m in the mood. Meet me in the bedroom?” will be enough to turn him on.

N - No

If Sam’s too focused on the hunt at hand or someone is in serious danger, there’s a good chance he won’t be in the mood and turn down sex. He also will respect his partner if they are not in the mood as well.

O - Oral

Sam will gladly eat his partner out like he hasn’t eaten in a few days. He gets off on his partner’s moans and incoming orgasms. Though he prefers to give oral, he’s not opposed to receiving it.

P - Positions

Usually prefers positions where he’s on top like missionary, but he also adores the lotus (him sitting cross legged while his partner straddles him, riding him while he thrusts up) as it allows him to kiss you and caress your body. It’s a very intimate position that allows either slow or fast paced.

Q - Quickie

Not big into quickies but if it’s been a hot minute, he’s either likely to pull his partner into the bathroom to go down on them and they return the favor (or not, depending on the mood) or it’ll be him fingering them and the partner giving a hand job. It’s enough for them to get by for a bit

R - Risky

He really isn’t the type to want to risk getting caught but he knows it will happen especially because Dean is on the road as well.

S - Stamina

I’ve seen a lot of people say Sam has some stamina, and yeah, he could go for a few rounds, but it would have to be when he’s not exhausted from a hunt and had a few days off. He may be able to go for one or two rounds while a hunt is happening, but when he’s had time to rest, he’ll definitely be able to do more rounds.

T - Toys

I don’t think Sam would be a toy guy unless his partner introduces them to him. He’d definitely be open to trying them out and after a few experiments, there will be vibrators, paddles, floggers, bondage, etc. The toys may be used more for solo play when one of them is in the mood and the other isn’t, but the vibrators would help stimulate his partner a lot more especially if used on the clit.

U - Unfair

In terms of Sam teasing aka “being unfair,” I think this will go one or two ways: he’ll either be the biggest tease in the world and will see how long it lasts until his partner is begging for him or he’ll be super impatient and would get some foreplay in before actually going all in

V - Volume

I don’t think Sam would be loud at first. It takes some encouragement for him to start making some noises. Once he’s more comfortable, there will be some growls, snarls, and moaning on his end.

W - Wild Card

Sam’s a huge dom, that’s no secret, but I think he’s up to being sub once in a while

X - X-Ray

People think because Sam’s a huge guy height wise that he does have a huge package. That may be the case, but I think his package would be a little bit above average (but not to the point where it won’t fit).

Y - Yearning

Sam’s drive is interesting. He’ll be feeling up for sex a few times while others not as much. When he gets into a relationship, though, the drive will very much increase. It’s a way for him to connect with his partner and be able to let out emotions in a safe environment, so he needs to trust someone first before the drive increases.

Z - Zzz 😴

He definitely would not fall asleep until a few minutes after his partner is asleep (unless it’s been an exhausting hunt).