#fem/masc darlin

[friendly-waffles]

sam patching up darlin <3

(darlin uses she/they)

(tank/darlin is both fem and masc)

i love sam and darlin 😭😭😭

@caramel-metal <3

also if you wanna to be tagged ask if you want

[ellieslob]

★ les

+tags: rockstar ellie, masc ellie, fem reader, modern relationship, femme fatale reader, top! sub ellie, dom ellie, power bottom reader, fem reader, inspired by Les, Childish Gambino.

+warnings: smut, nsfw, degradation kink, mentions of cheating, toxic? relationship, angry sex, all consensual, submission, strap on, cunnilingus, rough treatment, strap gets called dick or cock, it’s not cheating to them.

ways to help palestine!!!

REBLOG !

R★ you catched ellie’s eyes since the beginning of the song, since you started ‘dancing’ so close to a fuckin’ guy while looking straight into her eyes, all with a stupid smile, laughing at something that the brickfucker was whispering to your ear.

she didn’t notice the change of the song until the lights shifted to a red cherry, and the drums started to bring her to her senses, but could she really? not when you were practically fuckin’ some guy in front of her, in front of everyone.

before another song ended you practically ran with him to a room, to her room, you were such a dirty little bitch, and she knew how to treat bitches like you.

she slammed the door, throwing the guitar across the room, not caring about it the same way she didn’t care about leaving the concert or her band in the middle of a show. she couldn’t care less about all that smaller shit.

you were in the bed, legs spread out and stroking your tits as that fucker eat you up like a candy, that candy was hers, only fuckin’ hers.

she grabbed him aggressively by the shirt, ripping some of the fabric and making him get up so fast

“wait wh-

“get the fuck out of my room, dipfuck” she threw him out of the room, making sure he fell on his face and locked him out.

“hi baby, that was a good show, wasn’t too short?” you smiled at her while opening your legs, letting her watch how wet you were, you nipples and clit were abused and all reddish, shining because of the saliva of other man.

“you are a greedy whore, you know that?” as mad as she were at you, she still got down to your pussy with a smile on her face, bitting her lip when looking at you wet folds, trying not to yield to your power, trying to stay mad at you.

“ow don’t be jealous ellie, you know i can get bored at your long long shows, i need… entrainment”

“and you think those fuckers can give you what you want? your little cunt is mine, nobody can make you cum like i can doll”

“mm maybe not but they can keep me occupied while you are doing your job babe” you grabbed her hand while you were talking and started playing with your clit with it, she almost growled at the feeling, you were so hot and wet.

“i’m just a girl, i can get soo lonely watching you sing, touch that guitar with your strong hands that were made to fuck me, singing with that voice that was made to scream my name, i get horny just by watching you darling”

“so you just fuck some other dude?! doesn’t make fuckin’ sense darlin’ she smiled angry and held your hips strongly as she pulled down on you, making sure her mouth and your cunt were aligned.

“but if i play with them you get soo mad and you fuck me just the way i like” she was treating the way you wanted, like a fucking sex doll, so careless and rough.

“you’re such a greedy little whore babe, look at you we are fighting and you are clenching onto nothing” she was pissed, you knew it and you were drooling, you loved seeing her like that.

you both were so wet, you weren’t really fighting, never really were, you both knew how to play naughty and you both liked it so much, at the end of the day ellie knew you would never really cheat on her and you knew she couldn’t either, you trusted each other with passion but sometimes it was fun to make it spicier and y’all knew exactly how to push each other to that exquisite point of anger and love.

“ellie! yesyesyea” you always turned into a pretty mess whenever her tongue even barely touched your pussy, but she just was so eager, so desperate, she was eating you were the only food she’d had in months.

“oh look at my little hoe” she stopped linking just to give little slaps to your pussy, hitting on your clit as you.

“ell- please, please, i need it sososo bad” your whines high-pitched, you were practically screaming, but neither of you cared if someone heard you, actually ellie wanted you to go louder, maybe that way the fuckers that would go by the door would understand that you were hers only.

“what do you want, doll?” she murmured to you ear, so calmly and sweet, as if she weren’t rubbing your clit like a maniac.

“ellie i n-need you to- fuck!” you grabbed her jacket, shoving ellie to the bed hard enough until you could sit on her lap “you better fuck me, before i go out and ask someone else to do it baby”

she sneered as her gaze went dark, your hips were grabbed and pulled hard, you could feel ellie’s strap hitting your clit again, and she was controlling your hips to keep hitting it. “you really think another bitch could make you feel like this?” your moans just made her more greedy, she pulled your dress to your belly, taking a more elaborated look at the mess you pussy was, you kept grinding on her bult, so needy, so slutty, god she loved you “answer.” she stopped your hips, restraining you from getting to the edge of your climax.

“no! nobody, i want you, ‘need you ellie, please, i’ll be good, ‘promise” ellie smiled and pulled your little panties to the side, pulling her jeans a little and watched how her dark red plastic dick hit your clit directly when it was liberated.

“ask me to do it princess” she stimulated your nipples over the dress, stopping just for a little to expose your pretty tits, ready for her to make them bounce.

“ellie please, i’m begging you, please fuck me” your ego dissapeard with your clothes, all you cared about was to get that dick deep inside you, to get ellie to growl in your ear and fuck you silly.

when she noticed the little tears in your pretty eyes she knew you’ve had enough. you felt that big cock stretching your interior as ellie was rubbing your clit with her thumb. “god! yesyesye, t-thank you baby”

when foreplay ellie knew that you could be a little competitive and even fight with her for the dominance in the bed, but when she fucked you silly, you got so submissive it was sweet, your mean words turned into compliments or cute nicknames.

“that’s it my pretty girl, you like it?” it was kind of a rhetorical question, her dick was getting soaked in your juices, you were pounding yourself hard and from your pouty lips she could see a drool coming, god you were simply perfect.

“els i love it, god yesyes, i love you so much, fuck” ellie’s eyes softened and she just couldn’t stop smiling, she loved when your little act came down, when you were just her little angel, because she loved y’all little games and to play with each other but you were just so lovely like that.

“i love you too angel, come on, let’s make my little baby cum” she started hitting you on your sweet spot, your tits were bouncing directly on her face, she licked them when your nipple and her mouth hit. her hips were going way to fast and your clit was indirectly getting rubbed, it was driving you crazy

“ellie! i can’t, can’t any-ah give me, give” you weren’t making any sense at this point, your hips, and practicly your hole body, were moving like crazy, the drool droping fast, your nipples were so fucking erect, they felt like rocks against her warm mouth. you were going to cum, like hard, ellie could see it on your pretty face, feel it on your pounding, and definitely could hear it from your almost pornographic screams.

“cum on my dick beautiful, i got you, give me a little show” you started jumping hard on her strap, accidentally making the base of the plastic rub her clit too “fuck baby” you both started to make everything rougher and more intense, you felt the her dick going deeper and she could just get off with the show you were complete giving her, now the movement on her clit was too much.

“i’m yes, ellie, i love you! ahhh make me” her hips were knocking you out, your eyes were getting blurry, her sounds, her body, the look she was giving to you as she fucked you “yes! im cuming! fuck” ellie screamed with you when her strap slipped and hit you both just were you need it.

you both felt liquid coming out of your pussy, getting all over the strap and ellie’s clothes, you fell into her strong arms, both of you agitated and so fucking happy. she hugged you tight, she started to plant little kisses on your forehead and face.

“i love you baby” you smiled, she was such a softie, only you could see this part of her.

“i love you more” and only ellie could watch you all lovely and needy.

“ellie where the fuck are you?! we need you for the next song!” oh, maybe ellie had groupies bitches around her all the time, trying to fuck her but none of them were you, they could never get to her, not even fucking dressing up as you.

“they can fucking wait, i’m with my baby” you were everything the other needed, and even if you guys make it seemed like you were cool about it, but everybody knew you guys only belonged to each other, there was no place for anyone or anything else.

REBLOG !

[elliezlils11utt]

pairings: vi x dom!fem reader

A/n: erm another really kinky dabble but yall love me !!! so I’ve been getting my nails done more frequently and I’ve been getting the charms and shit. RAHH js think about dom!fem reader fucking vi with nails done. OH. MY. GOD. she would diee!!

~~~

“baby can i have 120$ for my nails” You hold your phone up to your ear. calling your girlfriend.

“of course darlin, check your cash app.” vi’s voice hums through the speaker.

you look down at your phone hearing a notification vibrating in your hand.

*200$ added to your account*

“thanks so much babe! be home soon.”

~~~

“shh shh shh baby. your being so loud.”

you coo. your girlfriend laid flat on the bed, her hands gripping the sheets under her. she huffs as your fingers thrust into her. the charms of your nails sliding into her cunt.

“hey hey hey, look at me.” your other hand grabs her face, forcing her to look at you. her eyes are half lidded. she sees you through foggy sight. you slap her, grabbing her attention. your freshly manicured digits pump in and out. not paying any mind to the many gems that layered your nails. acting as if they weren’t there.

“thanks for paying for my nails today baby”

u chuckle. watching your masc girlfriend whine at your touch.

“answer me.” you say sternly

“yo-your welcome.” she grunts.

“yah, they feel good in your pretty pussy huh?”

“y-yes. fuck, so close!!”

“makin a mess allll over my new nails baby, do you even deserve to cum?”

you fake pout, locking eyes with your pretty girlfriend so desperate to cum. but oh, she’s getting her slick on your new nails! those nails cost an awful lot. god you loved torturing your girl. :(

a/n: FIRST TIME WRITING VI! WHOOP WHOOP ! (she won’t be written like this ever again, I love me my dom vi!) Js felt like writing dom!fem reader 🤷🏽‍♀️

[heartf0ul]

I’m bored so um

Shaw pack + Sam listeners sexuality head-cannons ig🤷

THESE R ALL MY OPIONS ABOUT THEMM

David - bisexual cis man

He likes more androgynous lookin peeps and goes by he/him

Asher - pansexual trans Demiboy!

Started socially transitioning around 8 got his first binder around 13 and got top surgery around 17 :3 goes by he/they

Milo - bisexual king and gender-fluid

Likes more masc looking people and goes by almost all pronouns (no neo tho they just aren’t his thing :) )

Sam - bisexual and starting to question his gender

Likes both fem and masc goes mostly by he/him and sometimes they/them

NOW LISTENERS YAYYY

Angel - non binary and achillian! (Is that right? Idk they like masc ppl tho)

Romantically and sexually Into men and aesthetically into masc ppl, they go exclusively by they/them

Babe - omnisexual and gender-fluid

They like more masc presenting ppl and go by any pronouns

Sweetheart - another bisexual king 🙏 and is trans masc

They like both masc and fem and go by he/him/it’s started socially transitioning around 19 and got their first binder around 21

Darlin - DARLIN MY LOVE a gay trans man!

He exclusively likes (mostly) masc men and goes by he/him already looked pretty masc before he started socially transitioning which was around 11, refused to let anyone call him a girl, got his first binder when Asher gave him one of his old ones, got top surgery around the same time as Asher

THATS IT YAYYYY I’ve been wanting to do one of these for a while lol

I’ll have to get into more of the other playlists and make more heheh

I did a lot for darlin omfg I just have the most head cannons and shit for them 😭😭 they my favorite :3

[h0ney-dames]

ASHER PRESENTS REDACTED NAILS

Lasko : white background blue swirls (and wave decals for coworker)

Damien : black and red nails like the emo he is

Huxley : lets damien paint his nails, they match damiens eyes

Caelum : LIL PINK AND WHITE NAILS.

Gavin : HOT PINK WITH SPARKLES.

Hudson : chipped black nail polish. No time

Xaiver : what nails he got in in his casket? (Did he even have a corpse left to bury?)

David : clear nail polish with his ring finger matching whatever angel has their nails painted like

Milo : matches sweethearts colours

Asher : NEON GOD IT BETTER HURT YOUR EYES OR ITS NOT GOOD NAILS.

Guy : yellow and red alternating

Geordi : purple with light purple stars

Vincent : absolutely gets extensions (only slightly) and atleast ONE silver nail

Sam: clear nail polish with nail stickers

SPECIAL ADDS!! (Applies to fem AND masc AND androgynous. I dont care. Nails)

Honey : clear tinted yellow top coat with small sparkles

Lovely : silver french tip nails, they match with vicnent from time to time

Freelancer : just black. They dont have TIME. (Gavin paints hearts on them every so often)

Baabe : white and red with hearts

Angel : pastle colours and cute lil gems

Sweetheart : french tips

Darlin: just plain black nails, sometimes gets extensions which sam calls “claws” lovingly

Starlight: purple

Hush : white.

Alexis : absolute talons, easier to grab

Porter : neat black nails that are longer then quinns

Quinn : neat navy coloured nails that are pointy

Kody : black and blue respectively

Adam : he has no nails

Barchium : black and white aura nails (he doesnt paint them, thats all natural baby)

Avior: sparkly red like hes marilyns monroe

Vega: UTTER TALONS. How does he wipe?? We dont. Know.

(Thanks to @solaireabortion @moonvalley94 and laskos bf wherever you are, for helping with some!)

[leighsartworks216]

Second Baldur's Gate 3 Masterlist

Y'ALL I ALREADY HAVE TOO MANY LINKS ON THE FIRST MASTERLIST ASDBHASD

Main Masterlist

First Baldur's Gate 3 Masterlist

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Astarion

On Purpose - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: self-doubt, references to manipulation, self-deprecation, references to dissociation, dissociation mention, hurt/comfort

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To Be Warm And Comfy - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: self-deprecation, low self worth

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Je Te Laisserai Des Mots - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: none

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A Spawn Could Get Used To This - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: embarrassment

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No Alarms and No Surprises, Please - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: mentions of murder, tense moments, injury, burning flesh, bruises, bones breaking, blood mention, nausea mention, angst, literal hurt/comfort, soft Astarion moments

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I Can't Get Enough Of You - AO3 - Astarion x fem!Tav/Reader

SMUT Warnings: vaginal fingering, swearing, references to past sexual abuse (vague), alcohol mention, blood drinking mention

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Moon Blood - AO3 - Astarion x gn/fem!Tav/Reader (can be read by any gender period haver I just didn't know what to tag it as)

Warnings: blood, blood drinking, period fic, references to sex, swearing

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Butterfly's Repose - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: nightmares, crying, references to past abuse, low self-worth, hurt/comfort

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Darlin' I'd Wait For You - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: none

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Say Something Loving - AO3 - Astarion x male!Tav/Reader

Warnings: manipulation, references to sex, low self-worth, swearing

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Feel Good - AO3 - Astarion x transmasc!Tav/Reader x Gale Dekarios

Warnings: mentions of chest scars, insecurity, mentions/references to dysphoria, crying, implied sexual antics at the end

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My Dearest Prince - AO3 - Astarion x male!Tav/Reader

Warnings: arranged marriage, marriage proposal, secret relationship, brief smut, light hurt/comfort, idk how royalty works

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Just A Trim - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: scissors, brief references to low self-worth, anxiety, pure fluff

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Follow You Down - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: fear of death, blood, mentions of death/dead bodies, religion, anxiety, fear, being trapped, crying, swearing, angst, hurt/little comfort, possibly OOC

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Brown Eyes - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: swearing, slight sexual implications

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Somethin' Stupid (Songfic) - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: alcohol, referenced alcohol consumption, mentions of manipulation, slight hurt/comfort

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Pretty, Perfect Skin - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

SMUT Warnings: swearing, biting, blood drinking mention, hair pulling

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Nuptial Bed - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

SMUT Warnings: swearing, explicit smut, blood, blood drinking

Fem and Masc versions on AO3

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Not Tonight. Not To You. Never Again. - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader (can be read as platonic)

DEALS WITH HEAVY THEMES Warnings: drugging, references to sexual assault, swearing, blood, murder, slight protective Astarion, no actual assault happens, hurt/comfort

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Good Boy - AO3 - Astarion x transmasc!Tav/Reader x Gale Dekarios

SMUT Warnings: oral (w vagina), threesome, top Astarion, bottom Gale, praise kink, hair pulling, slight scent kink, some nipple play, mentions of top surgery scars

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You Are Mine. Never Forget It. - AO3 - Ascended Astarion x gn!Spawn!Tav/Reader

SPICY Warnings: ascended Astarion, dom/sub, obedience/controlling, blood, blood drinking

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The Sleeper VS The Insomniac - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: none

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Your Rogue - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: swearing, Karen, so many italics

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Where Can I Touch You? - AO3 - Astarion x gn!plus-size!Tav/Reader

SMUT Warnings: swearing, body and self-worth issues, some discussion of boundaries, oral (Tav receiving), hair pulling, masturbation

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Migraine Pains - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: migraine descriptions, pain, light angst if you squint, swearing, OOC Shadowheart

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The Burlesque Boutique - AO3 - Astarion x Tav/Reader

SMUT Warnings: explicit smut, crying, orgasm denial, swearing, one reference to past trauma, pegging

Male/masc/AMAB version

GN/Fem version (strap-on)

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Safety - AO3 - Astarion & nb!OC

Warnings: references to past abuse, nightmares, swearing, panic, blood

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Love Sick - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: references to Astarion's 200 years under Cazador

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A Couple Hours - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: nudity, bathing together, very slight angst

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This Is Nice - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: references to Astarion's time under Cazador

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Live For Me - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST

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Remedies - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: pain, crying

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Morning Adoration - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: sex mention, talk about how you smell (/pos)

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Insolent Little Brat - AO3 - Ascended!Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: blood, choking, biting, spicy, (unhealthy) power dynamics

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Obedient Pet - AO3 - Astarion x male!Tav/Reader

SMUT Warnings: swearing, dacryphilia/crying, dom/sub, collars, gagging, not being able to breathe (for a moment), anal sex, face-fucking, references to punishment

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Tell Me More (Tomorrow) - AO3 - Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: none

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Wyll Ravengard

Horn Care - AO3 - Wyll x male!OC

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and food, possibly OOC

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Cure Wounds - AO3 - Wyll x male!OC

SMUT Warnings: swearing, scratching, marking each other (hickeys), bruises, brief mention of battle scars, anal fingering and sex, possibly OOC

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Dragon Slayer - AO3 - Wyll x male!OC

Warnings: swearing, crying, hurt/comfort, descriptions of violence

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Dominate Person - AO3 - Wyll x male!OC

DEALS WITH HEAVY THEMES Warnings: swearing, blood, gore, violence, possession, mentions of vomiting, minor religious reference, grief, character death, broken bones (nose)

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A Decent Man - AO3 - Wyll x AFAB!Tav/Reader

Warnings: period fic, blood, menstruation, anxiety, embarrassment

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Halsin Silverbough

Endings and Beginnings - AO3 - Father-figure!Halsin & gn!OC

DEALS WITH HEAVY THEMES Warnings: references to past abuse, depression, self-destructive behaviors, crying, animal death, hurt/comfort

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Haarlep

Little Mouse - AO3 - Haarlep x Tav/Reader + Raphael

DEALS WITH HEAVY THEMES Warnings: implied non-con, rough sex, vaginal or anal sex, blood

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[scribbledghost]

you shoulda known i was gonna come running when you said fem!simon. this au feels like a warm hug and i am Going Through It right now so here are my thoughts:

1. reader being the one to take care of fem!simon when she’s sick/on her period/otherwise just Not Feeling Good. she’s probably resistant but damnit i just wanna spoil and pamper her too

2. you know that trope where one person (simon) goes to propose and the other person (reader) goes ‘oh wait’ and also pulls out a ring? yeah. that.

darlin i knew you were gonna come running and i made that post just for u mwah mwah 💖💖

Also I'd like to do the second one if that's alright, mostly bc i have an ask sort of tangential to the first one and also because i'm suddenly remembering that video that went around a while back of a woman proposing back to her masc gf at dinner who cried and it was sosososo cute

I think it takes Simon a bit longer than you'd expect to propose. Not because she doesn't want to - hell no, she's wanted to make you her wife since like, the third date - but because she wants it to be perfect. She's sure you're the one, but she wants you to be sure she's the one too.

She talks with you a lot on the subject, feeling you out on how you view the whole thing. She knows not everyone is even interested in marriage, and she doesn't want to just get down on one knee without knowing for sure you'll say yes. Especially because she'll probably have a tough time getting back up after. Bad knees and all that.

But even if you are up for getting married, she wants to know your preferences too. What kind of proposal do you want? What kind of wedding? Public? Private? Outdoors? She wants to know these things. She doesn't particularly care one way or another herself; the important thing to her is that you're there and that she gets to slip a nice ring on your finger at the end of it.

So when Simon suggests a nice walk in the park one fall afternoon, you already have somewhat of an idea of where this is going.

Which is why you... prepare a little.

You'd had a ring picked out for weeks. It was perfect for Simon - a thick metal band that's simple, yet durable. You keep it tucked in your pocket as Simon walks hand-in-hand with you through a secluded path in the woods.

As the two of you stop to rest, overlooking a nice little lake, Simon gets your attention.

She's never quite been one to wax poetic, and you've told her time and time again that her actions matter more to you than her words, but she still insists on saying something in this moment.

"I... you mean everythin' to me, love," she murmurs to you as she tucks you into her side. "I hope you know how much I mean that. Don't know what I'd do without you. And... I hope I never have to find out."

You pull away from her just enough to look up and catch her gaze. Her eyes are almost a honeyed gold in the autumn light, and it takes everything in you to not interrupt Simon's obviously carefully-planned event with a kiss.

Instead, you watch as your girlfriend takes a deep breath and pulls a little box out of her jeans pocket before kneeling down in front of you, saying your name softly as she opens the box and reaches for your hand.

"Will you marry me, love?"

You hope the look on your face conveys even a fraction of the affection you're feeling.

"I'd love to, Simon," you say gently, watching as her shoulders sag in relief.

"On... one condition."

Simon tenses ever so slightly as she looks up at you. You almost feel bad for teasing her, but you suppose the payoff will be worth it.

"Name it," she says.

You pull a box of your own out, and open it to reveal the ring you'd bought weeks ago.

"You say yes."

Simon pauses, eyes flickering back and forth between the ring and your face.

Then, all of a sudden, her face breaks into a grin that could put the sun itself to shame.

The kiss she gives you when your rings are safely tucked into each other's fingers is almost as good as the first one she ever gave you.

Almost.

[cebwrites]

May I ask for some jealous headcannons for law, croc and zoro with bimbo s/o (hopefully I said that right :) how ppl find them really pretty and give them free things all the time (flowers,books,food) when their shopping together (*´∀｀) 

a/n: haiii, this concept really interested me - it is however stated in my rules that i don't typically write fem reader as mentioned though, i did like the idea so i wrote it through a masc pov instead (。・・)ノ

with a partner who receives a lot of gifts (Law, Crocodile, Zoro)

masc reader, he/they law word count: 1k

Law

Oh such a pity he'd fallen for a man so pretty

They aren't particularly fond of it but if this is the price to pay for having you by his side, so be it, but more importantly - mansplain, manipulate, malewife those pockets dry, darlin'

It was cute at first, to see them subtly pout and bristle whenever someone approached you with flowers, offers for drinks, or hawkers giving you an excess of free samples whenever the two of you passed by their stalls; it made you feel special, desired

However, the moment a lightbulb went off underneath your captain's scheming little mushroom hat, the fun slowly but surely started to dwindle; you knew something was up immediately when Law flashed you that crooked smirk, an expression you were more than familiar with, eyes shaded by the brim of their hat

It goes without saying that Law loves and does want to treat their boyfriend whenever possible, but he's also a bit of a cheapskate and if other people want to fill the role of spoiling you while he gets to sit back on full pockets well then that's just a win-win, even going so far as to encourage you to accept these gifts, too

Of course, when you give them a look and pinch their cheek after a the third or forth occasion, Law lets out a long-suffering sigh and hooks an arm around your waist - staking his claim, if you will - glaring off would-be Casanovas vying for your attention and paying for his boyfriend's meal with his own damn wallet (your turn to pick up the tab next time though, as per usual)

You will, however, still snag free food when possible for the both of you; if luck was on his side, Law would get to share spoonful's of ice cream with you between intimate glances and kisses in your personal bubble - all while he smugly watched those Romeos and their roses wilt as Law claimed you all for his own

Crocodile

Grown, malding ass man

You don't hear much of Crocodile's annoyance outwardly but it's clear in the way he gives you the cold shoulder and attempts to wins your affections back later with presents - gifts to your liking

Pretty much the only thing he can guarantee to provide you with his immense government-backed warlord wealth; but now some schmuck on the street thinks they can do him one better with their petty flowers and chocolates? Preposterous

Crocodile would give you entire libraries, spiral staircase to a comfy lair underground and all, if you just asked - he'd make you work tirelessly for this favor and hold it over your head at most opportunities, sure, but point is you'd still be getting it

The foolish shows of their affections through material goods was one thing, but what made Crocodile's blood singe with anger the most was those sweet-talkers; insipid little assholes trying to steal your love attention away from him with bullshit poems, flirty lines from a cheesy pick-up book that somehow has the gall to make you laugh at times from their charmingly awkward delivery

Pre-Strawhats and his dethroning, Crocodile had more than enough manpower and influence to simply make these people go away, vanished into the night, never to be seen again - you had half a mind of what was going on, noticing a handful of locals disappearing from your usual hangouts, but Mr. 0 was somewhat of a mansplain manipulator sweet-talker himself and surrounded by the luxury that you were, paid little mind to the semantics of these things

Post-timeskip, however, after both of you have had time to acclimate to the rough life on the sea again and shake off the lethargy from living in such comfort things are a little different

Crocodile has, surprisingly, mellowed out a little; ie he simply doesn't have time to be that ass mad about someone attempting to shoot their shot with a gorgeous man with the pursuit of infamy and power once again in his main sights - but the open knowledge that you are his man being out there yet these fools still try to push their luck does roil his stomach at times

Old habits and whatnot, no hard feelings 💕

Zoro

Honestly? He didn't pay much mind to it, not that it'd bother Zoro much if he did, though

People think his partner's hot? Fuck yeah, that just means Zoro scored with a smoke show before anyone else could and he's extremely proud of that fact

Zoro can ignore the stragglers trying to woo you with sweet words and free food is an added bonus because he knows he's free to steal bites off your plate, even though Sanji yells at you two about spoiling your meals

He knows you're fully capable of turning down some wise-guy ballsy enough to think they'd be good enough to be your potential suitor so until it's indicated otherwise, he's perfectly comfortable taking a load off on one of the benches while you leave your shopping bags with him to guard

What does make Mr. Demon of the East Blue a little antsy, though, is how physical some of these folks can get - yes, you're an adult man and a pirate at that, but the way certain people sidle up to you made the hairs on his neck stand on end and, had Zoro been more 'beastly' like his rumors implied, bare his fangs

A woman makes herself a little too comfortable on your arm, a man puts his around your shoulder in that cheesy yawning motion everyone's seen a hundred times, Zoro's immediately to his feet and grouchily saying that you have to leave with him now

It's adorable to see him getting so worked up, the ardent scowl on his face not just your marimo's resting expression and instead an active show of his irritation - you laugh it off later, easing Zoro's embarrassed flush with gentle coos while he reassures himself by running callous hands down the strong muscles of your back

[pray4saint]

the thigh riding got me thinking now ngl🦋

something anything about drunk sapnap ( maybe smutty) bc i know he’s just so touchy and always pushing himself up into his gf

inebriated

masterlist & descrip. rated r. 16+. drunk!sapnap.

a/n. ur right, here u go! :] (the quality of this isn't great but i'm trying to clear out my inbox)

first and foremost, i think sapnap tries not to drink to the point of being drunk, but sometimes it happens when he's partying late with his friends

he's still smart and instead of driving himself, he gets an uber / although he doesn't go home, he gets to your apartment

the banging on your door kept getting louder, and it didn't make sense, it was 3am. ”hold on.” you weren't quite yelling, but you were loud enough that the knocking subsided. opening the door revealed a very unbalanced sapnap. ”what're you doing here?” ”had a little too much to drink n' i-” he sniffled, ”i missed you.”

at first you just think he's a soft kind of needy, how he makes grabby hands and it always trying to be standing behind you with his arms wrapped snugly around your middle and his head buried firmly into the crook of you neck

at least until you feel his hardened cock rut against your ass and his lips plant themselves at the spot connecting your shoulder to your neck

”sap, c'mon, you gotta get some sleep.” ”nuh uh. would rather love you.” his hand begins to make big circles on your stomach, and if you weren't so turned on by everything happening you would've laughed at the feeling of fingers on your tummy.

always manages to convince you sleep with him no matter what

whiny, wrecked, flushed mess when he begs you to fuck him

”darlin' please..” sap turns you to face him, giving you the puppy eyes. ”baby- no!” it was already hard enough to say no to that pleading face, but then he got down on his knees, kissed your stomach and the look on his face had changed. he was desperate, needy. ”please doll, i need you. need to feel you darl' please..!” you swallowed, hard. ”fine.”

sloppy making out on the way back to the bedroom, although sometimes you have to stop at the couch, worried he'll fall over on the walk into the other room

you try to take it slow with him, get him to lie down and make sure not to make him dizzy when you remove both his and your clothes but he paws at your waist, at your chest, at your hips, begging you to please stop teasing him

bonus blurbs !!: fem reader / masc reader

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

[fedorabender]

The Shaw packmates and Darlin'

Alvaro, Chadara, Javonie and Karthris

Alvaro(baaabe)

they/them(amab)

anxious mess.

childhood best friends with Chadara(Angel)

Afro-Latina, they speak fluent Latin

5'6 wish they were a little bit taller... they wish they were a baller

Alavaro and Treasure(Porter's listener) are siblings for oc lore reasons

You can't be straight if you have no definite gender silly, idk what you are, though

Chadara(angel)

She/her(trans fem)

A ball of chaos.

Childhood best friends with Alvaro(Asher's mate).

5'2- she did not win the gene lottery gng

Indian heritage. She's pretty disconnected from her culture but she's been reconnecting with her roots, expressing it without shame because there was nothing to be ashamed of. can speak Punjabi-not well but it's getting there

Guy and Chadara are siblings!!!

Chadara does free-style ice skating and wishes to go professional one day.

It took Chadara 15 years to grow out her hair. She rarely ever cuts it

She used to dress very feminine because she had the assumption that if she wasn't as feminine as possible, she wouldn't be seen as a woman. So she didn't go to the gym, didn't wear pants, and didn't speak much, neither was she sexuality active(she hasn't gotten surgery). But when David came into her life, he helped her ease some of that anxiety, letting her know that whatever she does, she will always be a woman.

as straight as the pansexual flag pole

Javonie(Darlin')

he/him(trans masc)

isolated and weary

Trying to get Chadara to leave him alone, but that woman won't budge. if she wants a friend, she will get a friend. Chadara also takes Javonie Ice skating with her, and he is surprisingly good at it. they are a dynamic duo on the ice.

6'3-tall, dark and beefy, awwoga

Nigerian!! moved from Abuja to Dahlia (I seriously have no clue where this is) when he was 5 and was in the foster system frequently. The longest family he's stayed with was the Shaw pack. He speaks Yoruba and Igbo but not as often anymore since he barely knows anyone who speaks those languages.

"Are you a home essential?" "....a what? "..a homosexal"

Javonie is David's awkward foster sibling!!! (in my oc lore)

Karthris(sweatheart)

genderfluid in a magical way(switch between similar forms effortlessly) he/her/them

Ethiopian-fluid in Somali. whenever they meet up with Javonie, they try to convince him to cook something cultural. Still, Javonie doesn't budge, so they cook their cultural foods for him instead.

Extra for no reason, whatsoever.

developed their powers from a ~trauma response~(more lore, but i don't know if I'll have the energy to post)

6'4- humungous jugaloos in every form(enby, masc, fem, all)

beeee whoo youuuu arreeeee! He saw, she conquered, they came

[egg-father-writes]

NSFW RECOM MANSK HEADCANONS pt 1

This is 100% inspired by the anon who asked, you know who you are <3

I don't want to fit everything into one post so i'll be splitting the hcs up into multiple posts

Pairing: Mansk x reader. Recom/human/fem/masc

Warnings: nsfw, light praise/degrading, teasing, spit, scenting talk, hand talk?, not proof read,

my requests are open!!

Gonna start this off strong by saying, no matter who you are, male/female/trans/human/Na’vi, Mansk will treat you RIGHT in and out of bed.

His default is praise - “look at you, sweet thing, taking me so well”

He’ll degrade you if you want him too tho, if it gets you going and you both have a talk about what’s okay and what’s not, he’ll be down - “Shit, all I’ve done is touch you, and you’re already shaking… what a needy whore”

Don’t expect him to hit/smack you. He’d be okay with your ass/thighs, but nowhere else.

He likes to caress/stroke/pet/kiss more. He’s good with his hands and he wants to make sure you know that.

Mansk loves it when you get so wound up by his touch that you’re at a loss for words, just staring at him with big glossy eyes, silently begging for more

He usually doesn’t ask what you want to tease you, more so for consent/confirmation that you want more/to know what exactly what you want.

He still teases you when he finds it fits - “Does my baby need me that bad? That they can’t help but whine about it?”

Hearing your voice is amazing in general, but when it’s filled with want and desperation all for him??? He goes nuts over it.

Ask him to do things/touch you places/say something with a whine or all breathy like, he’ll do it in an instant

As stated, he likes your voice, he could listen to hours on end and never get tired of it - “Come on beautiful, you gotta ask me to do it, you can do that for me, can’t you?” - his own voice will sound all desperate like too

If you tell him you like his voice in bed?? Good luck getting him to shut up. He isn’t very vocal outside of your shared space, as he doesn’t feel the need to talk, but when he’s alone with you, he won’t stop. - “What? Are my words too much for you darlin’? I know you don’t want me to stop, the heat between your legs tells me that”

Mansk would probably get hard if you did anything with his hand yourself.

If you licked a little bit of sauce/frosting off of his thumb in public he’d just sit there for a few moments, dumbfounded, before his tail starts swaying. He’d lean over to you and whisper “I think I’d do anything to see my fingers coated in your spit right now… or your… you know” he’d trail off before stating the obvious just to mess with you before sitting back up in his seat, pretending like he said nothing at all as he continues on with his lunch.

Later that night his fingers were in fact coated with your spit and c*m. He’d clean them off with his mouth too, he has no shame in it. Your his, he likes the taste of you, so why not? He likes to have you watch him do it too, just to prove to you how much he likes how you taste.

Mansk would be so messy with so much-

He likes seeing you messy

Sloppy make outs? Yup. Sloppy BJs (both ways)? Absolutely. Eating you out so his whole mouth/jaw is shiny when he pulls away? You know it.

Speaking of, Mansk has NO problems with oral, none whatsoever. You want to suck him off? Cool! Great! You want him to suck you off/eat you out? He’s on his knees/you’re on his face in an instant!

No matter what position y’all are in, Mansk will be grabbing at you in someway/shape/or form.

Like if you’re giving him head one of his hands is settling on the back of your head. He won’t force you down, he just likes that extra contact. If he has you in missionary, his hands are on your thighs etcetc

he'd probably leave bruises too, sometimes on purpose, sometimes not.

if you're human, he tries a lot more to not grip/squeeze you as hard as he would as he hates the idea of genuinely hurting you.

I see Mansk being in the dominate position more

he’d love to be in control, like he'd love to have you in his lap while you’re squirming and panting all because of his fingers/hands.

But at the same time he wouldn’t mind it if you kept his face in between your legs and used him that way, the feeling of your thighs squeezing his face/head while you tell him he ain't going anywhere is everything. but I don’t think he’ll do any begging/submitting in other ways. (Feel free to request stuff with him subbing tho, I’d like to see y’all’s ideas)

I totally stole this idea from someone else (@xandy-toady go read what they wrote, it's gonna be so much better/detailed), but Mansk would 100% be into scenting

He’d only want you to smell like you, or him, nothing else.

If he smelt any other recom on you, he’d get a little pissy

Little might be an understatement, because as soon as you both have free time he’s fixing that. You’ll reek of him after, it definitely wouldn’t go unnoticed by the other recoms so be prepared for teasing/jokes about it.

If you're Na'vi as well, you'd never escape his scent

[allisluv]

I came up a silly little prompt I think you may like :)

so imagine a a very big tough and blunt reader who frequents the Hob

LG spots her and approaches her during a break in one of her performances and is maybe a little flirty but reader is just like “yes.” “No.” “Okay.” And LG has no idea how to handle them and thinks they’re just rejecting her advances

LG is clearly a little upset and leaves them alone, the next night reader brings her a hand picked bouquet of wildflowers and buys her a drink and she’s all confused cause she thought they weren’t interested “I thought we were flirting” “…THAT was flirting???”

Cutie patooties

Plus I love lucy gray x big masc lady 😌

lucy gray baird x fem!masc!reader

i haven’t written onshotz in so long so i apologise if this isn’t exactly what you were looking for but i did try my best <3

lucy gray findss you in the crowd and from that moment onwards, her sights are set on you. the second the covey returns to the shack at the back of the hob, she's heading straight for you.

you glance up as she approaches, a frown tugging your lips down as you size up the girl in front of you.

she offers you a dazzling smile and says. "well hi there pretty darlin'. is there any chance you might have a spare one of those?" she tilts her head towards the drink in your hand. "i need to clear my pipes."

you offer her the bottle of white liquor and she gratefully takes a swig, wiping the dregs from around her mouth. "i don't suppose you have a name, do you?" she raises a teasing eyebrow and her eyes flicker to your lips when you answer. "i'm lucy gray. are you liking our set?"

"yeah, its okay," you grunt. "heard worse."

lucy gray falters at that. her heart sinks and she wonders what she's done to make the conversation fizzle out so fast. before she can ask if you'd want to spend some time together, maude ivory is on the stage once more. "i reckon that's my cue to leave. m kio[it was nice to meet you."

"likewise."

lucy gray mulls over the conversation long into the early hours of the morning but it isn't until she's backstage of the hob that she sees you again.

you knock on the shack's door and it nearly snaps off the hinges. lucy gray answers, her guitar case slung over her shoulder. you hold out a bouquet of wildflowers and her brows draw into a tight line. "what are these for?"

"i got them for you and i would like want to buy you a proper drink if you'll let me."

lucy gray scoffs under her breath and throws her hands into the air. "i thought you weren't interested!"

now it's your turn to be confused. "why would think that? we were flirting yesterday!”

lucy gray laughs and she feels lighter now that the air has been cleared. “you call that flirting? honey i gotta teach you some things.”

“does that mean i can take you for that drink?” you grin.

lucy gray playfully snatches the wildflowers from your hands. “only if you’ll let me write you a song.”

[themeridian]

What they’d wear to the summit

Part one

Vincent:

Lovely:

Fem:

Androg:

Masc:

Sam:

Darlin’/Tank:

Fem:

Androg:

Masc:

I RAN OUT OF PICTURES SO PT.2 SOON!!

[moronkyne]

kiss marry kill

fem!darlin, milo, and masc!sweetheart

MARRY FEM DALRIN

SMOOOCH A HOT FAT FUCKING SMOOCH WITH MASC SWEETHEART

Oh ig Milo is there /j

[dawnofiight]

I was planning on doing a masc and fem version for the listeners because some of them I genuinely just had no fucking clue what vibe I got off of them 😭 (LIKE HONEY)

The only exception would be darlin' since I really wasn't trying to make them either.

[thatdamnmutt-exe]

Me, You, & Hennessy - Daryl Dixon

Plot:

I can't stop thinking about trans fem woman wearing a sundress and it gets their partner, daryl, all hot and bothered.

Pairing:

Daryl Dixon x Trans Fem!OC (Name: Cosette)

Warnings:

Slightly Pervy Daryl, Established Relationship, Pre-Bottom Surgery, Daryl Worships Cosette, Praise, Choking, Hair Pulling, Hickeys, Blow Job (Giving and Receiving), Slight Public Sex, Teasing, Writer is having massive Daryl brainrot right now.

Extras:

Takes place in season 6, Cosette is 27, Daryl is 43. I also tried to use vague language for Cosette's anatomy- i'm trans masc so i'm trying to be as respectful i can. Let me know if something needs to be fixed!

Song:

"These drinks got me feeling right."

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The sun beat down on the people in Alexandria as one of the warmest days of summer hit them. Some of the people complained but Cosette was loving every second of it.

She loved the heat and feeling warm because she was always cold. Daryl thought she was crazy, but he honestly loved how she would cling to him if she was cold, so he couldn't complain.

Daryl was out on the porch, talking to Carol while Cosette was up in their bedroom getting ready for the group party. Their group was going to hold a little backyard gathering to enjoy at least one night of the summer.

Cosette pushed back her long black hair behind her ear before applying a light red lipstick. She took one last look in the mirror and admired her sundress that she found in the closet. It was reached just above the knees and it was flowy with red roses on it, the main color being white.

Under her dress she wore bright red panties that she knew that Daryl loved. The final touch was the necklace that Daryl had given to her that he had found while on a run back when they first got together. It was a silver heart locket that held a small note inside that said 'My Lady'.

"Cosie, darlin, are you ready?" Daryl yelled up the stairs, ready to head over to Rick's home for the get together.

"Coming, baby!" She yelled back as she made the last minute decision to add red rose shaped earnings and a matching red choker. She smiled excitedly and slipped on some white sandals.

When she made it down the stairs she wrapped herself around Daryl's arm as he was faced away and talking to Carol. He looked down at his side to see Cosette smiling up at him.

"I was able to find this sundress in one of the closets and I haven't worn a dress in so long!" Daryl admired how excited Cosette was. He loved how she could love the small things in life and still find excitement in such a world.

"It looks like it was made for you." Carol complimented as she held a sincere smile. Cosette's smile only brightened at the compliment and thanked Carol.

Daryl finally collected himself from the gorgeous sight that was his girlfriend. He held her hand up and kissed it sweetly, "She's right." He grunted.

Cosette giggled as the trio made their way over to Rick's house, chatting up a storm on their way.

.- <3 -.

Laughter filled the air as the group sat around the campire and recalled stories of their lives on the road or before the end of the world.

Cosette sat on Daryl’s lap who was tipsy and laughing along with the others. He held a bottle of beer in his hands and took a long swig while his other hand rubbed his girl’s thigh. Daryl was on his 4th drink while Cosette was on her 3rd.

Cosette stood up from Daryl, tripping slightly but was caught by Daryl. “Where you goin’ gorgeous?”

She giggled, “I have to pee, baby. I won’t be long.” Daryl reluctantly released his grip and watched her dress sweat as she walked. The sight made his pants tighten a bit. ‘God she’s fucking perfect’, he thought to himself.

Daryl finished his beer as sat up, ultimately getting up to go into the house after a few minutes. There was a few eyes and oooo’s that followed Daryl as they noticed him go after Cosette.

He reached the bathroom door right as Cosette opened it. “Oh! Daryl- You scared me!” She giggled as she fell against his big chest.

Daryl chuckled as he pushed her back into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. “Damn it darlin, you look so fuckin’ delicious tonight in that dress. That choker isn’t helping neither.” He groaned as he moved to kiss her deeply.

Cosette giggled in the kiss and moved Daryl back against the wall. “I was hoping you’d think that.” She smiled and kissed him deeply. Daryl groaned in the kiss and cupped her cheek. His other hand lifted up the bottom of her dress and move under to grasp her ass.

"Mmm, Daryl. Not here- ohhh..." Cosette started but was interupted by Daryl's hand reach into her panties and rub her softly. His eyes are trained on the mirror that's in front of them, his eyes trained on Cosette's ass.

His hand wrapped around Cosette and slowly pumped his hand, watching the way her back arched and her hips move to gain more friction. "You even wore the red panties. Goddamn it darlin', I want you so bad."

His hand moved from her flushed cheeks and grasped a fistful of her hair to tug her head back so she looked up at Daryl. He watched her face contort with pleasure as Daryl's hand pumped faster around her length.

Her hands clung to Daryl's shirt as her legs shook beneath her, low moans spilling past her plump lips as she felt herself grow closer to her end. "'M close, Daryl, please, I'm-" Her words were cut off by an intense kiss from Daryl.

His hands sped up, earning breathy moans from Cosette until she sighed heavily and came in the older's hand. Daryl kept his pace until Cosette came down from her high. She watched with embarrassment as Daryl licked his hand clean from her cum, hiding herself against his chest.

"Fuck darlin', I could taste you for hours." His own cock throbbed in his jeans as he pressed himself against Cosette who only moaned in response.

Cosette pulled Daryl in for a deep kiss, their tongue meeting in desperation for the other. Her hand reached down for his belt buckle, quickly undoing it one-handed.

"We gotta get back- oh- to the party." Daryl breathed out, reciting Cosette's words from earlier.

Cosette only giggled innocently, "I get one, you get one. We'll do the rest after the party." She bit her bottom lip before moving down on her knees.

"God, the things I'm going to do to you when we get home. You'll be a mess, a mess only for me baby girl. You're so damn pretty when you're on your knees for me." He praised as he stroked her cheek.

She smiled up at him sheepishly before taking out his cock and pumping it slowly in her hands. Low grunts and groans came from the older man as Cosette stroked him a bit more.

He was fully hard, pre-cum leaking past the tip and down onto Cosette's hands. She leaned forward to suck the tip, savoring Daryl's taste. Daryl's hand reached her hair and tugged on it, but didn't push. He let her go at her own pace.

His head leaned back against the wall with praises spilling past his lips. Cosette's tongue worked on the tip of his cock, occasionally taking most of him down her throat.

While her mouth worked wonders, her hands added to the heavenly pleasure that ran through him. One hand pumped Daryl’s shaft while the other played with his balls.

Grunts and groans were heard and Daryl’s grip on Cosette’s hair tightened, he was growing close quickly. “Such a good fucking girl for me. I’m so close darlin’.”

She looked up at Daryl with a sweet look in her eyes, picking up her pace at an almost inhuman pace. Daryl’s breath caught as he slumped over while pushing Cosette’s head down to take him down her throat.

She gagged around him from the sudden stretch but sucked everything that he gave. Daryl loosened his grip as he came down from his high. Cosette swallowed and cleaned up the mess around Daryl’s cock before looking up at him. Her lipstick was smudged and tears ruined her blush, but Daryl thought she looked beautiful.

She got back on her feet and leaned against Daryl with a tipsy smile. “Mmm, I’d love to stay here…” She started while giggling as she felt Daryl lift her dress and rub her ass. “but we have to get back to the others.”

She kissed Daryl sweetly before pulling away to adjust herself in the mirror. She removed her panties and threw them at Daryl. “Put these in your pocket, I don’t want to sit in my own cum for the rest of the night.”

Daryl moved to clean himself up and sticking the thin cloth into a pocket before going behind Cosette and wrap his arms around her. “Darlin’ why can’t we just go home now so I can ruin you in that pretty little sundress?”

The younger almost gave in, she felt herself throb at the thought but kept composure. “As alluring as that sounds mister, it’s still early in the night and I’m enjoying story time.”

Daryl could only groan but obeyed Cosette. He was having a good time with everyone, he just couldn’t help that he wanted to take his beautiful girlfriend home and fuck her on everything in the house.

Taking his hand, Cosette leads Daryl back out to the backyard where they were hit with instant teasing.

“Finally! I’ve been having to piss for 20 minutes!” Tara said with a slight slur as she took off for the bathroom.

“Sorry girl!” Cosette laughed back at her as she took her seat back on Daryl’s lap, stiffening a bit as she felt how hard Daryl was under her.

She was met with a low groan and rough hands on her thighs as she moved to adjust herself. “I will fuck you on this chair in front of everyone if you don’t sit still.”

She froze as the hands rubbed along her thighs, working their way up her inner thigh. Her hands clasped around Daryl's, stopping his advances. "Daryl..." She whined lowly, "I'm going to get another drink."

Cosette made her way to get up but was pulled back down before she could get too far. "I can't have you stand up right now." Daryl chuckled against her ear, his words slurring a bit. The younger girl's face went red at his words.

"You're that hard already? I haven't done anything since we've been back out here." She teased, lightly rolling her hips down against Daryl.

Daryl could only groan lowly against Cosette's shoulder, his hips moved up desperately to match the slow grinding. "I can't help it darlin', you are just so damn pretty in this dress. God... and your legs baby, I need them wrapped around me as I ruin you. You're just so damn sexy baby."

Cosette was having difficulty maintaining her composure. Her breath was caught in her throat to hold back her sounds as Daryl's hands rubbed dangerously close to her throbbing center. She could feel everything push up against her, it made her mind spin. "Daryl... please not here." She whined quietly.

The older man leaned forward to lay his lips against the back of her neck, his hands slowly retracting lower. He breathed in her scent, almost getting drunk off just her smell. "I can only wait so long baby."

"Let me have one more drink and then we can get out of here." She compromised before standing up. Daryl stubbornly let go of her and watcher go to the cooler. He watched as she bent over to grab a mikes lemonade, almost groaning as he watched the dress shift higher.

He wanted nothing more to put his cock between her thighs and rub himself between her. His pants became tighter and the friction was almost too much for him. He had to look away from Cosette and put his attention on Rick, hoping that would distract his wondering thoughts.

It looked like Rick was in the same boat, watching Michonne. He turned to Daryl, same lustful look in his eyes. “Damn sundresses will be the death of us…”

Daryl chuckled in agreement. “Don’t think I’m going to make it much longer either. Cosette wants one more drink before we leave.” He groaned.

Rick pat his shoulder, trying to bring some comfort. “I can’t wait any longer, I’m taking my woman home.” He stated before standing up and walking over to Michonne who was with Cosette.

“Fuck this.” Daryl muttered as he followed behind Rick. They reached the girls and Rick instantly had his arm around Michonne, holding her close and kissing her forehead.

Daryl followed suit with Cosette, both arms going around her waist and pulling her to his chest. Rick whispered something to Michonne that made her giggle and wave goodbye to their friends.

“She’s going to get it gooooood tonight.” Cosette laughed lightly, her smile bright.

Daryl grunted and leaned down to her ear, “Oh but you’re going to get it so much better.” Daryl made a move to sweep Cosette up in his arms.

“Good night every body! Good luck with your hang overs tomorrow!” Daryl shouted to the rest of the group.

.- <3 -.

The bed shook as Daryl fucked Cosette on it. His rough lips started leaving marks all along her fair, pale skin.

Her hands tugged on Daryl’s hair while her legs were wrapped around his waist. Daryl was stuffed deep inside of her, his hands bunching up the dress to keep it out of the way.

Cosette's body was covered in hickeys and her legs were shaking intensely. They were on their 3rd round and her body was on fire from overstimulation. Daryl couldn't get enough of Cosette, the way that her body just sucked him in made him never want to leave. She felt so good around him that he convinced him that Cosette was made for him and his dick.

The younger could only agree as his name fell past her lips along with strain cries. "I can't- I can't take much more!" She cried, her stomach tightening once more.

Daryl's hand reached down between them and wrapped his hand around Cosette, pumping her to the rhythm of his thrusts. "Come on princess, one more for me? I know you can darlin'." Daryl praised.

Her body shivered and her breath caught in her throat, pleasure and overstimulation hitting hard together. Her fingers tugged harshly on Daryl's hair and pulled him into a deep kiss to stifle her moans.

As it became too much for Cosette, she fell back from Daryl's lips and onto the pillow. Her back arched and her walls squeezed around Daryl's dick as she came hard on his hand her chest. It was intense and hot causing her eyes to roll and her head to spin.

Daryl kept his thrusts going, fucking her through her orgasm to reach his fourth climax of the night. His sticky seed spilling out of her from previous rounds and dripping on the sheets below them.

His lips attached itself to Cosette's nipple and sucked on it while his other hand played with the other one. He kept his brutal pace before stuffing himself deep inside of the younger, filing her again.

"That's my good girl, taking all of me. Such a good fucking girl." He praised once more and kissed her forehead before pulling out. She hums sweetly and turns on her side to snuggle against Daryl. She was hot and sticky, but she was too tired to care.

"Don't fall asleep yet darlin', I gotta get us cleaned up." He chuckled as she only groaned and pulled Daryl closer to her so she was face first in his chest.

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"I'm 'bout to lose my mind."