#i’m so smart

[stararch4ngelqueen]

Don’t Call Him Jealous

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Time written-6:10 p.m.

Jason Todd/fem!reader smut (I’m on mobile so image is huge, but c’mon it’s Jason. Take him in)

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“Look at that, babe,” His hot, erotic rumble roared your heart into an irritating, intense drum in your chest, heating up the tips of your ears.

“It’s crying for me, begging me to have a taste.”

Hungry eyes kept an intense focus on the mirror in front of you both, the hardwood floor pooling with your arousal. He held both your legs junction over his propped up knees, keeping you spread open for his viewing pleasure alone.

Your bare chest heaved with sweat, perky nipples heavily flushed from countless pinches in between his thumbs. Repeated begs for him to slow down to give you an ounce of a break fell on deaf ears, a forearm secured between the valley of your tits, grasping you close as he fucked you with his fingers.

Overstimulation became your toxic lover, sparking you up in pain with the promise of pleasure, quickly following eachother in an endless loop.

Bucking away didn’t help, he’d only hook his fingers against your G-spot harder, forcing your ass back against his hard, girthy cock, swollen and throbbing for pussy behind the prison of his red gym shorts.

You were in a dress, at one point. A dress you kept in its protective plastic hanger for weeks. Now, it laid abandoned, torn and neglected scraps on the ground since the second Jason saw you in it.

What was his main concern about it? “Nothing.”

The fabric was a rich, deep silky blue, caressing your body perfectly in every way. His biggest issue was a certain cocky bastard, who’s signature color just so happens to lay in pieces on the ground.

Yes, he’d get calls and texts from the rest once they realize he failed to attend yet another Gala. Yes, they’d most likely realize that it wasn’t you who had planned to miss it in the first place.

The last thing he wanted was said certain cocky Grayson to make even so much as a thought of a snarky comment on such. Knowing him, he would.

It was all Jason; the man who didn’t bother to think of the tux he was supposed to have picked up from the dry cleaners before coming home from the gym.

All he had on hand was you, working up to your fourth climax in front of your bedroom mirror. A beautiful, erotic mess of smeared lipstick and cloudy mascara tears, moaning endlessly on his fingers before working you open on his cock.

Never catch him thinking he wasn’t a giver. It was his second favorite sport.

“Pretty, pretty,” Jason murmurs against your neck, kissing along your flushed skin. “Pretty, pretty girl. Y’know what I want, huh? Give it to me.”

“C-C-Can’t,” you exhale, both your hands clutching his working forearm, needlessly crying out broken words and drawn out cries as the fire in your tense tummy threatened to burst.

“J-Jay, J-J-Jay, I-I can’t! S’too much!!”

“Come on, babygirl. Don’t be like that, give me what I want. Come on, baby. Come on, come on.”

He urges via lustfully hasty words in your right ear, bucking his fingers deeper and faster into your stretched walls, the palm of his calloused hand directly abusing your swollen, rosy little clit.

Your nails dig deeper into his forearm, deep enough to add onto his collection of angry scars as liquid heat surges through your veins. A collection of trembling cries erupted from your quivering, rouge smeared lips as his palm grew soaked.

He grunts out a pleased groan in tandem with yours, nearly drowned out by your whimpering as if he was the one that came, forcing every nerve in your body to shiver.

“There we go,” Jason cooes, working his fingers until he picks up on those irritated, little overstimulated whines he recognized by memory, telling him to slow down without use of words.

Only, your body didn’t give him what he wanted. Almost, but not yet.

He listened for now, retreating his fingers, lingering about to pry your soaked lips apart, biting back a deep growl at your soaked, gaping pink hole.

Never more than now did he want to stuff you full, but he was working for something a little more… eye catching.

He enjoyed what he saw right now; maroon lipstick smeared off the edges of your lips, transferred onto his the second he kissed you against your mirror. Pink scratches and dabbled love bites that would morph into rich, wine bruises littering your neck and shoulders.

Red, pure red from your blooming cheeks, aroused skin, sore breasts, and abused pussy.

A dirty, surface drenching show only your body could provide, ignited by his favorite hue of color, by any means necessary. So. why stop at four?

Without a word, Jason dips a finger back inside your cavern, feeling your body nearly wince from the intrusion, a low little whine escaping your deflated lungs.

“Jasooon,” you croak, your rising hips instantly jolted back against his lap by a strong grip on your hip, followed by the click of his tongue. “Please—“

“Not done yet, Princess,” he murmurs, kissing along your neck as his other finger joins in, expertly finding your sweet spot and curling his fingers, determined to go for five.

Blue wasn’t a good color on you anyway.

[gravyhoney]

Guys I got it. Spinjitzu is clockwise and shatterspin is counterclockwise beacause everyone know the left is the sign of evil. (<- left handed)

[nutsackx]

The Wokesiders

(the best thing I’ve ever created)

I have drawings of literally all of them

I need this you don’t understand

[glassbead-xx]

If you ever feel stupid just remember that I’ve been reading One Piece for nearly five years now and I just realized that the seven original warlords are named after animals

Mihawk

Doflamingo

I think Jimbei is Japanese for the shark species he was based on

Boa (I normally call her Hancock so I missed it)

Gecko (I normally call him Moria)

Crocodile

Kuma is Japanese for bear

Why am I like this

[linavender]

Arcane x Modern x mlb AU where Ekko is ladybug and Jinx is chat noir

[painedpen]

Rosalie/Bella/Emmett is the perfect ship because Bella is literally both Rose’s and Emmett’s dream girl. Hear me out.

Emmett loves pretty women who could kill him with a single glare (Rose and Bella)

And Rosalie loves absolute dumbasses (Bella and Emmett)

They would have been endgame if Smeyer wasn’t Icky™

[kawaiialeisha]

Trick or treat

Am I funny yet HSJAJJSJWJ

[thelucidduchess]

New petition to call The Goat “Tyrone” in honor of Dipper’s first clone in Gravity Falls.

[movedtodykedvonte]

Just realized that Gregory’s vision would go static in the base game around Vanny and Moon was because he was still waning from the effects of being controlled by the V.A.N.N.I network (following he is GGY) and they use AR which would mess with him. (Vanny hiding from the robots and Sun and Moons color changing schtick)

[cyancoot]

Riddle me this Sentinel…

Instead of outselling your limited resources to an alien entity who’s an active threat to you and your planet, why not let them tentacle fuck you in exchange instead?

[alongwaytostar]

Meemaw peepaw, what about a non-binary grandparent called Yeehaw

[abbysfawn]

i feel like this is how a conversation with dealer!ellie would go

[phrog-champ]

Silly cute boy!!! YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE!! The bi flag is rightside up for once!

RAWR!! BARK BARK BARK!!

[mushroominaforest]

I mean yes, definitely, but I also just really like projecting lmfao

[chaodic9]

Noco vampire au where Cody is the vampire and he is so bad at charming people that he can only get blood from animals and stuff and Noah feels bad for him

[s1lly-gh02tz]

If I had a penny for every time I got really attached to a background character who had something to do with vampires, I’d have two Pennies. Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happened twice