#anon: 🍒

[ecstxsyy]

ONE & ONLY. | J. TALIS ❦

Jayce loves having you as his roommate.

based on this ask.

18+ mdni!

jayce talis x fem!roommate!reader

warnings: somnophilia, cnc, oral (m!receiving), p in v, breeding kink, size kink, jayce has dirty dreams about you.

requests for v-day event are closed!!

cupid’s candy hearts masterlist

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JAYCE LOVED having you as a roommate, he picked your brain at any given opportunity on his research. The two of you spent countless hours staying up until dawn testing out theories and calculations. The way your mind worked was like no other, you’ve helped him make many breakthroughs in his case.

The only downside was that you were all he ever thought about, you plagued his thoughts but especially his dreams. Jayce dreamt about all the things he wished he could do to you, bending you over the desk in your shared lab, eating you out on the kitchen counter, towering over your small frame while you filled you up with his cum.

His dreams oftentimes tended to run wild, his dirtiest fantasies coming to life while he slept peacefully in his bed. It often made it hard for him to look at you, knowing what he dreams about you every night.

You and Jayce had just decided to call it a night, your eyes falling heavy as your mind went fuzzy trying to read what you had just written down. You changed into your pajamas and brushed your teeth before heading to your and Jayce’s shared bedroom, your apartment was nice but the two of you together could only afford a 2 bedroom, and you needed a space to conduct your research.

Jayce was already sound asleep in his bed, snoring softly with each breath he took. You smiled at the way his mouth hung open, a silly look on his face while he slept. You crawled underneath your covers, snuggling into the warmth of your bed.

The boy in the bed next to you dreamed peacefully, his dream started normal, as they usually do. You and Jayce were working on trying to stabilize the crystals, looking through all your past experiments to determine what went wrong. Jayce was sitting in his chair, marking runes and numbers that he thought might be outliers when your hands ran down his chest.

Your hands moved down his body to his stomach, teasing the tips of your fingers into the hem of his pants.

“You’re supposed to be helping me,” Jayce chuckled, tilting his head to the side when you began kissing behind his ear.

“I’d much rather do this,” you whispered in his ear, sucking a small hickey into the skin just below his ear. Jayce let out a sigh, trying to focus on his work in front of him. This pushed you to go even further, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his slacks. You slipped his boxers down just enough to free his cock, spitting in your hand to use as lube.

You jerked him off slowly, leaning a bit further over his shoulder to get a better look at what you were doing. You twisted your hand while you moved it up and down, picking up your pace a bit more to mess with Jayce’s head. Jayce tossed his head back in pleasure, letting it rest against your shoulder.

As soon as he tilted his head back, you captured his lips in a kiss and dragged his lip through your teeth gently.

“Y/N,” Jayce moaned against your lips, your hand still working at his erection. Jayce bucked his hips into your hand, trying to get you to pick up your pace.

Little did he know, his moans weren't just contained to his dreams. You were reading through a book Jayce had just bought you from Zaun when you heard your name tumble from his lips.

“Yeah?” you asked, turning to him to see what he needed. There was no response from Jayce, just a deep grunt. In confusion, you stood up to see if he was okay when you saw it. Jayce was bucking his hips into the air, his eyebrows and nose scrunched up in pleasure with a tent poking out evidently from his crotch.

“Please don’t stop, Y/N,” the brunette moaned out causing your cheeks to go bright red, a heat spreading to your belly. You shook his shoulder gently, attempting to wake him, but Jayce continued to sleep soundly.

That’s when an idea came to mind, you slowly pulled up Jayce’s cover, trying to be careful to not wake him. You slotted yourself between his spread legs, trying to stifle your gasp when you saw the size of his erection in his shorts.

Jayce often slept shirtless, something you had to get used to the longer the two of you lived together. But at this moment, you weren't complaining.

You palmed Jayce’s cock through his shorts, his hips immediately moving to meet your hand. You giggled at his reaction and hooked your fingers into the waistband of his shorts, sliding them down his hips when he bucked his hips in his sleep.

His cock stood tall and thick, his tip an angry red color and there was a vein running up the underside of it, begging for you to run your tongue against it. You obliged to your sinful thoughts and let your tongue run up the warm underside of his cock, Jayce let out a strangled moan at the feeling.

You finally gained the confidence and took him into your mouth, sucking on his tip slowly to test the water. Jayce stirred a bit in his sleep but was still out, whimpers and pleas of your name falling from his mouth more frequently. You began taking his length in to the best of your abilities, gagging when his tip pushed against your uvula.

You started with a steady pace, deep-throating him with every bob of your head. His hips began bucking up off of his bed, making you gag louder while spit seeped out of your mouth from around him. You eased your mouth back a bit to use your hands when Jayce’s hand met the back of your head, forcing you back down all of the way on his cock.

Your eyes darted up to see Jayce lifting the blanket with one hand, his other planted on the back of your head. Jayce had a desperate look on his face, grabbing a handful of your hair to guide you up and down on his cock.

“Fuck, this is so much better than my dreams,” Jayce moaned out, letting his head fall back against his pillow. He threw the covers off of his body, letting them fall to the floor with a soft thump.

Jayce used your hair to pull you off of him, a pop sounding through the room. Before you could speak, or even think really, Jayce had you pinned underneath him. His breaths came out in pants as the two of you stared at each other for a few moments, scanning over the other's face.

“You gonna fuck me or just sit here and stare at me?” You asked with a teasing tone, placing your hands on each of his shoulders.

Jayce let out a chuckle, lining his cock up with your entrance and thrusting his thick length into you. A moan ripped its way out of you, his cock filling you to the brim. The way he hovered over you made you realize how much bigger he was than you, his broad shoulders flexing underneath your touch. He gave you a moment to adjust to his size, the way his cock stretched you stung yet also felt so good. Jayce loved how much bigger he was than you, the thought of being able to toss you around drove him up the wall.

“Holy shit, you’re so tight,” Jayce moaned, beginning to thrust in and out of you. You couldn't produce any other sound but moans, your hands pressing against his lower abdomen to slow him down a bit. Jayce slapped your hand away, tossing your legs over his shoulder.

“It’s okay, baby. You can take it,” Jayce reassured, his hands using your hips to help him pound into you quicker. Your moans raised in pitch, your brain was essentially mush from the overload of pleasure.

Jayce’s face began to turn red, sweat pooling at his hairline. You were sure you probably looked just as wrecked, if not worse. Your skin was sticky with sweat, your hair sticking to your damp forehead. You grabbed at Jayce, trying to pull him in closer for a kiss. He bent closer to oblige to what you wanted, folding you in half beneath his strong body and putting you into a mating press.

Your lips clashed together, your tongues rubbing against each other’s. The kiss brought you back to reality a bit, helping you ground yourself into your surroundings. His rough beard poking at your soft skin leaving small red marks.

“Jayce, please,” you begged, pulling away from his warm lips.

“Please what?” Jayce teased, pinning your legs next to each side of your head—Thank god you’re so flexible, Jayce thought.

“Cum inside of me,” you finally managed out, this made Jayce see stars, his jaw falling slack open. His dreams couldn't even scratch the surface of what the real thing was like.

“Oh fuck, bet you’ll look so pretty with my cum dripping out of you.” Jayce moaned, his load shooting out. His moans made your heart flutter, his orgasm setting off your own. The thought of your stomach swelling up with his baby made his head run wild with ideas for your future. The two of you rode your orgasms out together, the evidence of yours spraying across his stomach and sheets while he filled you to the brim.

“I love you,” stumbled out of your mouth, your hand immediately slapping over your mouth with wide eyes. Jayce chuckled and stroked your cheek, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I’ve been waiting to hear you say that since I met you,” he sighed, resting his forehead against yours. “I love you too.”

Jayce slid himself out of you, letting his cum ooze out while he lay his large body on top of yours. His head rested against your breasts, his hand running up and down your side. You and Jayce sat in silence for a while, the only sounds in the room being your synchronized breaths.

“Can we do this more often?” Jayce asked, drawing a laugh out of the both of you.

“I thought you’d never asked,” you said with a smile, running your fingers through his thick hair.

He couldn't have asked for a better roommate.

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[fear-is-truth]

YOU WRITE SPENCER REID FICS?? STOP IT. OH MY GOD. IM LOSING MY MIND. I LOVE SPENCER REID.

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he’s part of my holy trinity

[hanasnx]

mordecai gives rodrick vibes idk what it is 🍒

the loser boy who hasn’t showered in a week aesthetic

[nrc-confessions]

can I be anon 💋 or 🍒?

^_^ yes ofc!

[nottsangel]

Bsf theo bullying you into cockwarming before bed. 🫠

bsf!theo is too much of a sweetheart in my eyes so i changed it to brothers bsf!theo if that’s ok <3 n i hope the italian in this makes sense lmao sorry if it doesn’t !!!

“hey, where’s the—” theo begins as he suddenly bursts into your room, but his words quickly trail off and his eyes widen, a smirk tinged with disbelief spreading across his face. you squeal in shock, instantly jerking your hand away from between your legs and hastily pulling your skirt down, covering your dripping, exposed cunt. meanwhile, pornographic sounds echo through the room from the speakers of your phone, which you clumsily dropped in panic.

“what the fuck is your problem?! you fucking asshole! leave!” you yell with narrowed eyes and a tight jaw, your cheeks on fire as you can feel your heart pounding in your throat. you try to reach for your phone that has dropped to the ground, stretching your arm as far as you can, but theo quickly seizes it right before your eyes. “theo! i swear to fucking—” “dio santo, what the fuck are you watching? fuckin’ disgusting.” theo snarls in disgust, chuckling condescendingly as his eyes are glued to the screen, the loud, pornographic sounds making your cheeks heat up even more.

“theo…. GIVE IT TO ME NOW!” you scream at the top of your lungs as you try to reach for your phone, but he jerks it away right before you can snatch it out of his hand and holds it above his head, staring down at you with an amused, mocking look on his face. you jump up, huffing as you stretch your arms as far as you can, but to no avail. “you better be quiet before your brother hears. you don’t want him to find out that his sweet little sister watches this kind of porn when she’s all alone, huh?”

your breathing quickens out of sheer anger, as if steam could practically come out of your ears while you glare at him with furrowed brows. “i mean, if it was just ‘normal porn’, fair enough. but this… nah, that’s just… fucking embarrassing, porco giuda.” he taunts, nodding disapprovingly as he stares at your screen with a mocking expression of shock on his face. “give. it. back.” “oh, don’t worry. i will give it back to you, piccola.” you let out a sigh of relief, the tense muscles in your body gradually relaxing as you start sit down, but then he speaks again. “but only if you watch more of those videos with me.” “what the f—” “while you sit on my cock.”

you scoff in disbelief, blinking rapidly as you stare at him, thinking he must be joking, yet the same serious, intense expression doesn’t falter from his face, making you realise he’s dead serious. “wha— why the fuck would i want that?” “hm. ‘cause you’re fuckin’ dripping, idiota.” he smugly gestures with his eyes towards your arousal trickling down the insides of your thighs. you look down at where here’s staring and quickly press your legs together, a mix of embarrassment and fury raging through your entire body. “you’re a bit slow sometimes, you know that?”

you’re ready to yell at him again, to call him all the horrible names you can think of, but you don’t— instead, you grab him by his shirt and frustratingly push him onto your bed, causing him to gaze up at you with the cockiest, most arrogant smirk ever, clearly just at surprised by your unexpected behaviour as you are. “don’t think i’m doing this because i want you, alright? it’s just— you just happen to have a dick!” “yeah, yeah. you hate me, i get it. c’mere before i change my mind and tell your brother.”

he grasps your wrist and forcefully pulls you onto his lap, biting his lip as his firm hands wander towards your ass under your skirt, squeezing it roughly. your hands hastily reach down to his crotch, eagerly unbuckling his belt while he shifts his attention to your phone and scrolls through the endless videos, trying to pick the perfect one. “and you know what? maybe i’ll let you move if you’re able to sit still enough while watching them with me.”

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reminder: reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated and keep me motivated. ty! ♡

[rafeysbunny]

heyyyyyyyy! I have a thought. Do you think that reader could get rafe to beg? Like maybe he did smth that pissed reader off so she’s been ignoring him but rage just can’t take it anymore? I love your writing so honestly just go crazy

-👻 anon

a/n. first ask, i'm so excited! in answer to your question: yes! absolutely, yes! this man is soo pussy whipped, he'd do anything for reader. ty for the request, babe!

two hours of you giving rafe the cold shoulder it's all it takes for him to break. he knows he fucked up greatly, but you're just being so mean that he cannot help the way his lips curl into a pout as he kneels in front of you, pleading for your forgiveness.

only you could get rafe motherfucking cameron to beg like this.

"baby, 'm so, so sorry," he apologizes, big hands gripping onto your plush thighs tightly so you can't get away from him this time, not again. "forgive me, yeah? i know i screwed up, and i'm sorry."

his lips start peppering kisses over the sliver of bare skin under the hem of your top as he keeps muttering words of repentance, the actions making your heart melt. "it won't happen again, i promise to you, angel."

"i'm really pissed at you right now, rafe," you address him for the first time in hours, voice tone sharp.

he doesn't care how cold you sound, though, the fact that you're finally talking to him instead of ignoring his presence nearly makes him cry happy tears. how embarrassing is that? he can't believe you got him this hooked. he should be the one in charge, not you, but, let's be honest, he's too in love with you to even care anymore.

"i know, baby, i'm sorry," he repeats for the hundredth time, puppy, blue eyes staring up at you entreatingly. "what can i do for you to forgive me? i'll do anything, just please, stop being mad."

"anything?"

a mischievous smirk spreads across your pretty face, your mind already conjuring up all the filthy ways he could make it up to you.

"anything, angel."

that's how he ends up tied up to the bed, hands desperately tugging at the fluffy, pink handcuffs in a failed attempt to break free of them while you ride his pretty face. he's fucking drowning in your pussy, dick achingly hard inside his pants.

what a shame you won't make him cum this time, as a little punishment.

your hips rock against his face unabashedly, feeling the way his eager tongue parts your chubby folds to drink up your sweet essence, occasionally slipping inside your pussy to fuck you with it. his nose is rubbing your puffy clit every time you grind down, which has you mewling and shuddering atop him.

"i love you so much, baby," he'd mumble against your cunt, totally mesmerised by the hypnotic sway of your hips and your taste.

your flesh muffle his words and grunts, but you understand what he says and look down at him with adoring eyes, just to find him staring up at you in the same way, pink lips glistening with a combination of your arousal and his spit.

the sight is enough to send you spiralling into a mind blowing orgasm that makes you let out the most lewd moan you've ever made, body shaking as your legs close around his head, almost suffocating him.

"fuck, i love you too," you breath out, the aftershocks of your climax making your brain dizzy. "i forgive you, rafey."

honestly, he doesn't quite understand how this could be a punishment for him, but he's not one to complain.

more.

[pretty-little-mind33]

Do you think Dave's glasses would fog up when he goes down on Reader because he forgot to take them off because he was so needy?This would be College Dave, of course.

his glasses would 100% fog up! here is a little something for you 😌 college!dave lizewski x fem!reader

mature content warning

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Your legs are resting on Dave's shoulders. They're crossed behind his nape as your hands fist in his hair. You pull at his brown curls, moaning uncontrollably. Shit, you're so lost in pleasure you can barely think.

He's been going down on you for almost an hour now, his tongue slipping in and out, sucking and teasing your slick folds like you're his last meal. You arch your back from the messy sheets, groaning his name for the thousandth time as he sucks on your clit.

"Dave," you whine, your voice rushed and strained. "David," you try and warn him, your thighs tightening around his head but he only pulls you closer, his hands gripping your ass tightly as he does so. You gasp, feeling your third orgasm of the evening quickly approaching.

"Fuckin' need you," Dave mumbles into your pussy, his mouth movements becoming even more needy as he speaks. "Mmh. Can I make you come, baby?" He asks for permission even when he is technically the one in charge.

His attentions returns to your clit with precision and you groan, coming again as he laps up your juices happily. Dave is in heaven. He licks his lips, shifting so he can lift himself up a little and look at you.

Your vision is blurry and your chest is heaving from your high. Your eyes stay lidded when you look at him, your cheeks burning.

He looks so needy.

Dave's hair is a mess from your fingers in his curls, his lips are slick with spit and cum and his glasses, which he hadn't taken off, slip down his nose only slightly, the lenses fogged up.

"Can you even see me?" you whisper with a weak smile, catching your breath.

Dave returns your smile with a lopsided one and shakes his head. "Don't need to," he decides confidently and lowers his head again, his warm breath already exciting your poor pussy. "Only need to taste you," he says with a groan and begins to gently hump the mattress to satisfy his own need as he presses sloppy kisses on your slit again.

You moan when he starts eating you out all over again.

[lvndosnorris]

🍒anon here !

sooo i had a smut headcannon idea of fewtrell!reader and lando on vacation with max and they have to be super careful bcs of max and they almost get caught a few times

turned this into a forbidden love trope because i eat that up every! single! damn! time!

you're not even sure how you got roped into going on holiday with your brother and his best friend

trying to convince yourself that you hadn't been away in ages and that it would be good for you to get away for a bit

but the minute the vacation actually started and you felt the sun warm your body from the inside out you weren't complaining

often shooing the two men out of the villa during the day so you could laze around by the pool and just absorb the calmness

stripping down to barely nothing as you scooted around private garden, your music humming through your phone as you persuaded yourself to make a little drink

nearly leaving your body as you bumped into lando, your fear audible as you clutched your chest and tried to suppress your fright with an awkward giggle

"i didn't know anyone was back— you're not meant to be back 'till this evening!"

all he'd do is cock his eyebrows, glancing only briefly down at your lack of coverage as you crossed your legs over and waited for him to do whatever he was doing and then leave again

he'd make some smug remark about how he might just have to stick around the villa if this was the case

his words sticking with you as you'd finally shoo him off

ears ringing with what he'd said

because surely you misheard it? or perhaps got the wrong idea

only you'd be stirred from your downtime as it got dark by a soft knock at your bedroom door

confused as you opened up to see lando stood there, arms crossed over his chest as he'd ask if you were up to much

and you didn't know how he managed to make his way into your room but there was he; sprawled over your bed as he fiddled with one of your bead bracelets that he'd pinched from the bedside table as you hummed over his list of never ending questions

finally asking him if there was anything you could help with, why he was here

"i haven't been able to get you out of my head"

that simple sentence being the downfall of your sanity as only a mere few minutes after you found yourself on your knees for him

for lando

your brother's best friend

shushing him as you traced over his tip with your thumb, watching him wince and pout down at you teasingly

barely able to keep composure as he pushed at the back of your head, slipping his cock just a little further into your mouth as you hummed around him amusingly

eager to hear more of how your name sounded coming from him but knowing you'd be dead if anyone ever found out

tugging up your shirt a little as it sat just under your chin, tits on full display for lando as you sucked and kissed his length until he was threatening to cum right there on the spot

and he did — forcing you to stay still as he twitched and finished in the back of your throat, rocking his hips a few more times before slowly pulling back

his forefinger swiping at the corner of your mouth, pushing it between your lips as you sucked the remained of his seed from the pad of his finger

of course that one encounter didn't stop there

the two of you spending the next few weeks tip-toeing around max as you sought for every moment where you could be alone

lando making lame excuses as to why he'd meet him there so he could have you right there and then on the sun-loungers around the pool

clamping a hand over your mouth as he curled two fingers inside of you, your wetness coating his wrist in a delicious sheen as you felt your eyes roll back

being dragged back to reality as lando heard the faint shouting from max who had suddenly popped back because he forgot his wallet

the feeling of lando being pressed above you gone as he stumbled to his feet, adjusting his obvious erection as he'd finish fixing himself just as max popped his head around the double doors

confused as he asked why he was out here with you when he told him he was going to the shops for something

sneaking into your room after max had passed out on the sofa whilst watching some rerun of an old show

kissing you in between telling you that you have to stay quiet

only for you to ignore his demand as soon as his tip was stroking against your clit, lando's eyes narrowed as he focused on trying to keep you silenced whilst teasing himself in the process

head stuffed in the crook of your neck as he finally got to feel you clench around him, slipping in just a little deeper with every thrust as you clawed helplessly at his biceps and his shoulders

scolding you in whimpers as he tried to think of some excuse for when max would no doubt see the marks

[pupyuj]

dubcon pervy! g!p gym trainer yujin who touches you on parts she’s not supposed to?🤤 you’d be bent over the equipment and she’d press her hard cock against you with her fingers ghosting right above your breasts but that’s ok cuz she’s only correcting your form, right? right??!? it goes on for many sessions but you were a bit dumb to realize her advances :( so one day as she instructs you to do a stretcg that bends you over and gives her a delicious view of your ass, she loses all self-control, pushes your head against the yoga mat, and fucks you from behind hard and nasty like a rabid dog😫she’s been restraining herself for soooo long! and poor you couldn’t do anything but take her big cock cuz she was too strong (grabbing both of your wrists behind your back) :( both of you go on fucking in different positions, on every gym equipment, nonstop. and did i mention, you were a dumb virgin :( and it only turned yujin on even more when you were crying and begging her to stop bc you were unfamiliar with this (extremely good) sensation stirring up in your stomach :((( poor reader has never even touched herself before :( and all yujin wanted to do was to corrupt you😵‍💫

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this ask has been rotting in my drafts for months omg apologies 🍒 anon 😭😭💔 as always one can never go wrong with pervy yuj 🤓

[cw: dubcon.]

totally into the idea of this yujinnie here being someone you’ve actually known beforehand like maybe she’s an older sibling’s friend or smth so you feel super comfortable around her and is thus blind to anything weird she does to you 😵‍💫 bcs as far as you know that’s just who yujin is: affectionate and naturally touchy-feely with people that she knows! ofc that made it especially easy for her to get away with doing pervy things such as very very sexual comments about your body that she passed off as either jokes or ‘really specific compliments’, briefly brushing her hands against your boobs, touching your ass, etc. 🫣 and the touching doesn’t even stop outside of your one-on-one meetings! seriously, how could you be so stupid to ignore how her hand always rested so suspiciously low whenever she had an arm wrapped around your waist… she was almost disappointed that it was all too easy but you were still so pretty that she needed to fuck you 😳😳

she was hoping to slowly push you into wanting her back just so nobody can tell her shit about abusing her ‘position’ over you as this mentor figure, but one day you just showed up in a particularly skimpy outfit and that was the last straw for her! all morals out the window 😭 and it didn’t help that yujin hadn’t gotten off for days too.. it was perfect! yujinnie watching with bated breath while you were doing your cute little warm-up stretches, she didn’t care to hide her hard-on anymore because why would she?? you’ll get to see her dick in a matter of minutes anyway 🥰 but as morbidly horny yujin was, she doesn’t get to it right away! she had some manners! 😤 she helps you out with a few workouts as per usual, shares a few jokes and conversations here and there, she even showed you some pictures of her little puppy just to get you nice and comfortable… then you were finally laying on your back on a yoga mat while yujin towered above you, ‘helping’ you with some sit-ups although that wasn’t something that was in your routine before…

ah, yujinnie taking advantage of your exhaustion.. your head seemed to have taken you elsewhere bcs you rlly didn’t notice how she had fit herself in between your legs, her hard cock poking at your clothed cunt, her hands keeping your legs apart without too much pressure so you wouldn’t notice… that was until you blinked and set your eyes on yujin again.. “uhm.. unnie?” oh you were so stupid! really!? that’s all you’ll say about this extremely awkward and frankly, humiliating situation??! yujin couldn’t believe her ears, and her eyes! you didn’t make a single move to scuttle away like she expected you to!

it takes yujin a thrust of her hips for your poor instincts to finally kick in and you attempted to push her off.. only to have your wrists pinned above your head 😣 and before you knew it, your pants have been pulled down and you were taking yujin’s thick cock very painfully slowly.. she doesn’t bother to use her other hand to cover up your mouth, she needed to hear your voice.. hear how you whined and winced in pain but would moan her name at every thrust… and she likes how you got yourself to be free from her hold just to grab at her shirt and claw at her arms.. yk what she liked even more?? how you begged in tears for her to ‘wait’ and ‘slow down’ but didn’t make any attempts to push her away like before.. and ofc yujin doesn’t miss the way you’ve practically wrapped your legs around her waist—you wanted this!

if you ask me she was wayyy too ecstatic to help you with some other kind of workout 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ yujinnie practically manhandles you the entire time you fucked in that room… grabbing your waist tightly to the point she made marks on your skin with her nails then she’d aggressively push you around, making sure you’re in the perfect position to take her cock smoothly… face down, ass up, both of your hands gripping the mat for dear life while she pounds your holes… even making you gag and spit all over her fingers just to massage your clit in a way that makes you bite your lip until it bleeds… everything was painful, but it was also all just too good that you sat there and took it like the good girl yujin kept muttering that you were 😍

yujin’s big on praises for you bcs she always made sure to encourage you in your sessions but she was especially fond of you while she fucked your ass, for some reason! 🥰 so many “good girl”s and “good job”s… her praises only wanted you to be better for her ☹️☹️ so ofc you parted your own ass so she could go all out… literally thrusting into you like she will never fuck anyone ever again, biting your shoulder and drooling all over it like a dog in heat… you have never felt more accomplished in your life until yujin came inside you.. filling you up while you simultaneously squirted on her dick (which she liked very much btw!!) with a sweet moan that will surely be stuck in yujin’s head for daysss to come 😵‍💫

[devil-in-hiding]

I imagine that Ghost would be super into sharing but only with his teammates. Only with people he trusts DEEPLY.

He has his little bird, who he dotes on like a doll. But sometimes duty calls and he can't finish em off. His go to is Soap, obviously. When he just needs to tag out. Price when he when he wants his little bird to be finished slowly and intensely. Gaz whenever he needs someone to bury their tongue in his little birds weeping sex, because he's seen him do it and he knows his little bird adores it.

Sometimes, he doesn't even need to go anywhere. He just leans up against the wall, watching. Keeping you in his line of sight with a little smile, watching as Johnny desperately thrusts into them. Or chubbing when Price draws those little mewls from your lips, pushing himself off the wall to join him.

"Look at 'em. All sloppy and desperate-- you like when cap'n plays with this pretty little cunny? You like bein' passed 'round like a whore? Yeah you do, sweet girl. Turn 'er over. Wanna make sure she doesn't walk tomorrow."

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good fucking good i have nothing to add tbis is fucking yummy

[ecstxsyy]

XOXO. | VIKTOR ❦

Viktor just couldn’t help himself.

based on this ask.

18+ mdni!

viktor x fem!reader

warnings: m!masturbation, p in v, riding, oral (f&m!receiving), cum eating, switch!viktor, switch!reader, viktor is a whining mess for majority of this.

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VIKTOR OFTEN found himself thinking of you with his hands down his pants, it wasn’t his brightest moment, but he truly couldn’t help it. You were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. It also didn't help that your and Jayce’s faces were everywhere, Hextech took off tremendously once the three of you launched it, and though he was proud of what you all had created; he preferred to stay out of the limelight.

You and Jayce had just arrived back at the lab with a stack of photos that the two of you just got done having taken of you that needed to be signed and sent out. You let out a loud sigh once you let the stack thump onto the desk, your back was killing you from hauling them around.

It took you and Jayce hours to finish signing all the copies of the photos, your hands sore and achy from all of the writing. Once the two of you finished, you left your stacks on the desk to be mailed out tomorrow. You both waved Viktor goodbye and started to head back to your apartment.

Once Viktor was sure the two of you were gone, he made his way over to the photos to take a good look at them. He pulled the first copy off of the stack and studied over every detail of your body in the frame, you were standing slightly facing towards Jayce so your ass was in the frame just enough for him to get a good look at it in those slacks that fit you just right. He began to feel the blood rushing from his head to the growing erection in his trousers, it was humiliating how one picture could get him so riled up.

Viktor took the photo over to his work chair, pulling his trousers and undergarments down to his mid-thigh to let his cock spring free against his stomach. He got to work immediately, spitting in his palm to use as lube. His hand jerked his cock quickly, his whines and whimpers uncontrollable as he scanned over every part of your body and face over and over again.

Little did Viktor know, you’d forgotten your cloak and it happened to be quite chilly out. You huffed and turned on the balls of your feet, moving quickly to get your things so you could go home and sleep off the day. You reached the heavy doors of the lab and paused, muffled sounds coming from the inside.

You pressed your ear to the door trying to hear what the noise was coming from, the sound of your name made you even more curious. You slowly pushed open the door as quietly as you could, seeing the last thing you’d ever expect. Viktor’s hand was strangling his cock, loud whimpers of your name falling from his lips. The part that shocked you the most was the photo, he could deny saying your name all he wanted, but the photo in his hand was cold, hard proof.

A smirk rose to your lips as you slid through the crack in the door, you crept closer slowly and waited for him to whimper out your name again.

“Yes?” you responded to his call of your name, visibly startling him from his place in his chair. Viktor scrambled to cover himself, trying to get at least his undergarments on. You giggled at his feeble attempt, moving closer to him to stop his hands.

“I- I’m… It’s not what it looks like?” Viktor said as more of a question, trying to save himself from any more embarrassment than he was already feeling.

“It’s okay, don't stop just because of me,” you said, gesturing to his erection. “I know you want to cum.”

Viktor nodded, a desperate look on his face. He moved to uncover himself hesitantly, he’d never touched himself in front of anyone before and it made him feel shy.

“Will you help, please?” Viktor asked.

“Well, how can I say no when you asked so nicely,” you said, cupping the side of his face with your palm. Your other hand moved to wrap itself around his aching cock, stroking it slowly. Viktor's hips bucked, trying to gain any bit of friction. You moved your hand from his face to his hip to pin him in place to the chair beneath him, Viktor let out a small whine at this.

“Please,” the boy begged, desperate for some sort of release. You obliged and moved your hand faster, using your mouth to suck on his sensitive tip. This drew a strangled gasp from Viktor, his moans becoming more and more frequent the closer he got to cumming.

“Look at how much of a mess you are for me, you can barely even think straight,” you teased. Viktor’s cheeks flushed red, he couldn't even open his mouth to defend himself because he knew you were right.

You finally moved to take all of what you could of him into your mouth, gagging a few times before finding a steady rhythm. Your head bobbed up and down on him, his cries getting louder. The way your tongue circled his tip made him feel like his brain was turning to mush, the only thing on his mind being to chase his high.

“Please, please, please,” He begged, his orgasm getting closer with every flick of your tongue. Just as he was about to reach his peak, you pulled off of him with a pop, leaving his tip a soft purple color.

“Why did you do that?” Viktor practically cried, his eyes brimming with tears.

“Wouldn’t you rather cum inside of me?” You asked, standing to your feet to unbutton your slacks. Viktor's eyes went as wide as saucers, his head moving up and down before he could even think. You giggled and pulled off your pants and panties, baring yourself in front of him.

Viktor stared in awe, you looked better than he could have ever believed. You were beyond flattered at his reaction, no man had ever looked at you like this before. You silently moved to straddle Viktor’s lap, sliding yourself down into him slowly while you used your thumb to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

The two of you gasped in unison, the feeling was like no other. Viktor filled you so perfectly it was like the two of you had been made for each other, his cock filling you to the brim. You sat in place for a while, adjusting to his size before you started to bounce slowly in Viktor's lap.

Viktor’s moans were pathetic and you loved it, the way he sounded like he was going to fall apart at any second made you soaked. His hands found your hips and guided you, setting you to the perfect pace for the both of you.

The two of you moaned in sync, your fingers moving to rub your clit in quick circles. You watched Viktor’s face closely, the way his mouth fell open when you swiveled your hips and the way his eyebrows bunched together when he looked to watch where the two of you connected.

The sight of your pussy swallowing him completely made his orgasm hit him like a freight train, his warm cum spurting into you for what felt like minutes.

“You did so good baby, you came so much,” you coed in his ear, stroking over his soft hair. Tears fell over the edge of his amber eyes as he finished cumming, his legs trembling beneath yours.

“Let me help you finish,” Viktor said with a frown as you stood up, “you didn’t get to cum.” You laughed and kissed his cheek.

“That’s okay, you don’t have t-” Before you could finish, Viktor was dragging you over to the couch as quickly as he could. He set his hand firmly on your sternum and pushed you back, letting you fall onto the couch.

Once you were seated, Viktor kneeled to the ground to spread your legs. Before he started, you handed him a pillow for his leg. You knew kneeling on the hard marble floors would cause him some trouble.

The gesture made his heart flutter as he grabbed your legs and pinned them to your chest, he dove in immediately, licking and sucking at your sensitive clit. The sight of his pretty brown eyes looking up at you from between your thighs nearly made you cum on sight, his tongue lapping at you quickly.

The thought of him licking his cum out of you drove you insane, your hips grinding your needy cunt against his face. Your hand found the back of his head, pushing him further into your wetness. Viktor accepted it with grace, if he was going to suffocate between your thighs he would die a happy man.

Your orgasm began approaching, your back arching up off of the couch. Your moans got louder and louder the closer you got.

“Viktor,” you breathed out, your orgasm washing over you with an immense feeling of bliss. Small trembles ran through your thighs as Viktor continued to suck on your clit, his fingers joining the assault to fill your tight hole.

“Fuck, wait, wait,” you cried out, trying to pull your hips away.

“I’ve already waited long enough for this, I’m not going to squander this opportunity,” Viktor smirked, returning his tongue to its place on your clit while pinning your hips to the couch.

You were going to be here all night.

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[fear-is-truth]

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[hanasnx]

telling jason todd ur tired of being a virgin, and that ur going to hook up with someone on a whim, and him being mad asff, so u ask him to be ur first instead. bcos that obviously makes sense.

literally on my knees for your writing indy

which anon can i be 🍒

yes :) you’re added

and ofc jason would be fussy as hell, that’s so cute. i feel like y’all are friends and so you confide in him you’re tired of being a virgin and you just wanna get it over with, and there’s just a number of things he protests until you get the picture. maybe you ask kinda in the middle of his rant, so he just looks at you and gives you a little blink blink. you were half joking, by he blurts out: “..sure.”

[thef1diary]

I've been thinking about cornstarch!daniel today. Is he doing like OF type of content because if he is...

It'd be super fun to see something about reader interacting with him trough the chat in the stream or maybe a private chat. Maybe she sends him a tip and requests certain actions on stream or something.

- 🍒

— yess he streams occasionally, mainly posting videos but when he’s there on your screen, live, it’s a whole different level of filth. 18+ content below

Dan didn’t stream often, but when he did, it felt like he was doing it just for you.

The timing was perfect. Right when you’d finish your day—settling into bed, bare under the covers, with nothing but your phone and your fingers teasing at your already damp folds—it would happen. A notification would light up your screen: Dan is live

You didn’t think too much about the coincidence; maybe you were just lucky. But tonight, the anticipation buzzed hotter under your skin as you clicked into the stream, quickly putting your headphones in.

The screen loaded, and there he was. His signature angle—a faceless shot of his chest, abs, and that insanely beautiful cock already hard and heavy in his hand. The lighting was dim, highlighting every dip and ridge of his muscles. His voice, rich and low, hummed through your headphones.

“Well, look who’s here,” Dan purred, a teasing edge in his tone. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?”

Your cheeks heated as you typed a reply in the chat—using both hands, leaving your cunt clenching around air—knowing he wouldn’t see your face but feeling exposed anyway. You sent a tip first—nothing too extravagant, just enough to catch his attention.

“Ah, a little something from my favourite,” he murmured, glancing at the screen. “You spoil me, baby. What do you want tonight? You know I like to make it worth your while.”

Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, and before you could second-guess yourself, you typed: Stroke it slow. I want to see you tease yourself for me.

He chuckled, low and sinful, as if he’d been waiting for your request. “Mm, slow, huh? You’ve got a filthy little mind. I like that.”

Dan shifted slightly, reclining in his chair as his tattooed hand slid lazily along his length. He let out a soft groan, the sound vibrating through your headphones and straight to your cunt.

His movements were slow, deliberate, every stroke a display of restraint that made your thighs tremble. The slick, wet sound of his hand working over his cock filled your ears, syncing with the way your fingers teased your folds.

“Like this?” he asked, his voice thick with arousal. “You like watching me take my time? Imagining what it’d feel like if it were your hand instead of mine?”

Your breath hitched as he obeyed, his strokes deliberate and teasing. His thumb swirled over the head, smearing the glistening precum that dripped down the length of him.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his hand pausing at the base before sliding back up. “I bet you’re already wet for me, aren’t you? I can practically hear you, baby. Legs spread, already touching yourself. Don’t be shy, moan for me.”

You obeyed instantly, his name leaving your lips in a breathless gasp as your fingers continued teasing your cunt. You swallowed hard, your other hand typing out another request sent with a larger tip: Talk to me. Tell me what you’d do if I were there.

Dan groaned again, this time louder, his hand tightening around his cock. “If you were here? God, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you. I’d lay you out on my bed, spread those pretty thighs, and make you beg for it. You’d look so good under me, squirming, all needy and desperate.”

You bit your lip, your fingers spreading your folds, gathering the wetness before smearing it all over your pussy. His voice was a lifeline, dragging you deeper into the haze of pleasure.

“Fuck, baby,” he murmured, his pace picking up just slightly. “I’d bury my face between your legs first. Make you cum on my tongue before I even think about giving you my cock. You’d take it so well, wouldn’t you? God, I’d ruin you.”

Your moans spilled freely as you thrust your fingers in and out of your soaking cunt in time with the steady rhythm of his strokes on the screen.

But then, the attention shifted. Someone else in the chat tipped, their request popping up: Show me how rough you can get.

Dan obliged as he gripped himself tighter, his hips bucking into his hand. His groans grew louder, filthier, and your stomach twisted in jealousy. It was silly; this was a stream with all his followers, after all. But the way his focus shifted away from you stung.

Without hesitation, you sent an even larger tip, accompanied by a bolder request: Slow down, Dan. I want you to edge yourself for me—keep that cock dripping but don’t you dare cum until I tell you.

His laugh was low, almost incredulous, as he read your message. “Oh, you’re something else, aren’t you? Got me wrapped around your little finger. Fine, sweetheart. Just for you.”

He adjusted his grip, slowing his strokes, teasing himself with soft, deliberate touches. The precum glistened, trailing down his length, and his head tipped back slightly as he let out a guttural moan.

The chat buzzed with activity—other tips, other demands. Someone tipped for him to pick up the pace, another begged for his degrading words. For a moment, you worried he might shift his focus away again, but his eyes—those unseen eyes—seemed to skim past everything except for your tips and requests.

Each message of yours pulled him back in. Every time another name popped up in the chat, he would glance at it briefly, then return to the one that mattered. You could feel his attention narrowing, locking onto you as though he couldn’t help himself.

You tipped again, adding: Keep talking. I want to hear every filthy thing you’d do to me.

His strokes faltered for a moment, a quiet groan slipping past his lips. “Fuck, baby. You’re dangerous.”

He picked up the rhythm again, his hand sliding over the thick, veined length of his cock. Precum glistened at the tip, dripping down his knuckles as his thumb teased over the sensitive head. His groans were low and guttural, a symphony of pleasure that made your thighs quiver.

“You’re sitting there, aren’t you?” he murmured, his voice rasping with need. “Touching yourself, thinking about me. You’d look so good spread out, your pussy dripping, begging me to fill you up.”

Your moans spilled freely now, your fingers sliding deeper into your cunt, curling and stroking in time with his movements on the screen. The wet, obscene sound of your arousal filled your room—sounds you didn’t pay attention to because his breathy moans and his words filled your ears.

The chat blurred around you, messages scrolling too fast to follow, but none of it mattered. Dan was fixated on you now, his pace shifting in perfect sync with the rhythm you’d set for him.

You were close, the pressure building like a tidal wave ready to crash. Your free hand trembled as you typed one final message: Cum with me. I want to watch you fall apart.

His reaction was immediate. His strokes turned desperate, his hips jerking into his hand as he worked himself toward the edge. The camera caught every detail—the flex of his abs, the way his cock throbbed in his grip, the beads of precum slicking his skin.

A low moan tore from his throat as he obeyed, his cock twitching violently in his hand. Thick ropes of cum spilled over his knuckles, dripping down his length as he rode out the waves of his orgasm. The sight pushed you over the edge, your body arching as you came, your moans mingling with his through your headphones.

For a moment, the world seemed to still. Your chest heaved as you caught your breath, your body trembling from the intensity. Dan leaned back in his chair, his hand still wrapped loosely around his spent cock, his breathing heavy.

The stream ended shortly after, and as you lay there, catching your breath, your phone vibrated with a private message:

Jealousy looks good on you. But maybe next time, we skip the crowd. Just you and me. Private stream. You tell me everything you want me to do. What do you say, sweetheart?

want more pornstar!dan? send me an ask with your filthiest thoughts and it’ll get answered during one of my dirty drabble days

[nottsangel]

cleaning up bloody mattheo after a fight 🤤🤤 and he’s still clenching his jaw and angry 🤤🤤 but he doesn’t want to scare you 🥹🥹

“this is going to sting” you warn as you press the cloth drenched with alcohol to his face to disinfect his wounds. to your surprise, he doesn’t show any pain—no flinching or screaming—making you raise an eyebrow. you analyse his facial expressions and realise the adreline is still pumping through his body— his jaw is clenched, eyes are narrowed and his knee is restlessly bouncing up and down. you aren’t even sure why he got into a fight in the first place, but you figured it’s best to give him some time to cool off before bombarding him with questions.

“fucking idiot. i should’ve hit him harder. fuck!” mattheo hisses, eyes fixed on the wall ahead, not even blinking as his tongue exasperatedly pokes the inside of his cheek. you feel uneasy, trying to keep your mouth shut to avoid infuriating him further as you dab the cloth against his wounds— but curiosity gets the better of you, and you can’t help but wonder what happened before you entered the room. “why did you fight, mattheo? what even happened?” you blurt out, your eyes moving to his narrowed ones, gazing at him with a worried expression.

“it’s not important.” he quickly mutters, shaking his head in disapproval as the memories rush back, yet still avoiding your puzzled gaze. you let out a defeated sigh, fully knowing that pushing further isn’t the smartest move— but you just can’t let it go.

“mattheo, just tell me what—”

“he called you a slut, alright? and i just— i just couldn’t let him get away with that shit. so yeah, i punched him, just like he deserved.”

your brows furrow with both empathy and concern as you gently cup his face with your hand, thumb brushing over his flushed cheek. “oh, baby…” you sigh softly, followed by pressing a gentle kiss to his head. “i’m proud of you, you know that?” mattheo’s brows knit together as he turns to meet your eyes for the first time, confusion evident on his face as he was fully expecting you to lecture him. “what— why?” “because he looked way, way worse than you do right now.”

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[rafeysbunny]

rafe saves you from drowning

a/n. based on this ask.

"she can't swim, top!" by the time sarah shouts at him, it's already too late.

topper has thrown you inside the cameron's pool, despite how desperately you were squirming in his arms while you begged him to put you down, really hoping he wouldn't be and ass just for once. unfortunately, the guy seemingly cannot stop being a dickhead.

you're panicking, kicking and flailing your arms in the deep end of the pool to try and stay afloat, but there's no use. you struggle to keep your head from sinking under the water, taking quick breaths whenever you are on the surface, panic clear on your face. but then you swallow some water, and as you start coughing strongly, trying to swim gets even harder

you can't avoid sinking for much longer. and when you submerge, you can't physically bring yourself back to surface anymore.

sarah's scream has silenced everyone's laughter, but no one moves a finger to help you —even though you're obviously drowning in there. no one, except rafe cameron, who doesn't even hesitate to dive into the water so he can take you out. he reaches you just in time, grabbing you tightly and pulling you to the edge; his heart is racing as he does so.

still coughing and sputtering, you look up at him, and he can see the exact moment in which your panicked expression softens in a mix of relief and gratitude.

topper approaches the two of you quickly, worried, while everyone whispers around you, looking at you like you're some kind of freak show, some of them even recording the whole thing —are they for real right now? you almost died.

"stay away from her, topper," rafe snaps at him, and the guy immediately stops on his tracks, clearly knowing he's fucked up. "the rest of you, get the fuck outta my house!"

you're shocked.

rafe doesn't pay attention to anyone but you as he helps you stand up carefully, his arm around your waist at all times. your clothes are completely soaked through, as well as your hair, and you shiver a little at the cool summer breeze.

"let's get you some clean clothes, yeah?"

when he talks to you, his voice is completely opposite to the gruff tone he used before; now it's sweet and caring. you nod in response, letting him wrap his arm around your shoulders in a protective manner while he guides you inside the house. he doesn't seem to care that he's dripping too, his entire focus put on you.

rafe takes you to his room and he closes the door behind him so no one bothers you. he gently hands you a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, which smell so, so good —just like him, and then he takes you to his private bathroom.

"you can use the shower if you want," he says, opening some drawers to grab clean towels for you. when you simply stay silent, looking at him like a fool, he adds, "are you okay, y/n?"

you hesitate, fidgeting nervously, before you finally gather the courage to speak, "why are you doing this?"

"what?" he seems a little confused by your question.

"why are you, uhm, helping me?" you ask, staring at him as he drops the towels on top of the sink to go start the shower for you.

when the water's running, he turns around to face you, his gaze so intense that you swear it's piercing holes right through you.

"isn't it obvious?" he smirks; a little lopsided smirk that has a lot of butterflies fluttering around in your belly. "i like you, silly."

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