#im so soft pleeeease

[pedge-page]

Reader having her first night out with her friends after having a baby and she spends her whole night miserable missing her clingy one month old texting Joel the whole night

Joel wanted you to go out. It'll be fun. Get some girl time in ... and specifically with girls who don't need their diaper changed.

So while Maria and the girls catch up on the work realm, you're slunking in the booth on your phone like a child.

You: joel. Hey joel. Joely poley. My joelly bean.

Joel: wut

You: can i come home now?

Joel: no. It's been 20 minutes. Try having fun.

You groan and slam your phone down, trying to engage with the ladies. They were talking about the appetizer they wanted to get.

At home, Joel puts his phone down too, bottle feeding Sarah when the little rectangle of doom starts buzzing 50 seconds later.

He sighs heavily, his eyes fluttering as the roll.

Your messages pop up again:

You: ok I'm done now. Take me home.

Joel: no

You: fuck you.

Joel: when you get home you can

"Are you listening?" Maria asks.

You nod, waving her off, glued to your screen.

You: they said we're finishing up

Joel: n they didn't. Tryin 2 feed srah.

You: has she missed me yet??

Joel: idk? She jus bby? No words yet.

You: but she talks to me. can i see her pleeeease?

Joel: just saw her 30 mins ago.

You: again again again !!!

Joel grumbles, flashing a blurry ish picture of Sarah all swaddled up in her wrap, a big yawn stretched across her chubby face.

Joel: im putting phone down. Don't call for another hour. Have fun. Love you.

You grumble loudly like a spoiled child.

Maria just laughs. "Are we that boring?"

You pout and nod. "Just LOOK at her" you shove the photo of Sarah, no different truly than the last 1000 photos you've shown Maria so far.

"Yes, honey, i know. You miss your family. Now how about a cheeseburger?"

Your mind is successfully taken off your family for more than 5 minutes.

-

When you finally get home, joel doesn't even have a moment to close the door before you somehow have Sarah in your arms and nose kissing her.

She coos, yawns, and then nestles herself in fetal position on your stomach, all scrunched up as if she was still in the womb. With your gentle hand over top her and a soft grin across the corner of your lip, the two of you snore contently.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

TAN BODY WORSHIP SMUT!!! Pretty pretty pleeeease 😭❤️❤️❤️ like maybe she’s bloated or something?? And thus kinda self conscious?? And Tan notices and WE KNOW HE DOES NOT LIKE THAT and you tell me what happens next, I’m stoked

this is hot shit! thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌

every time I post something, it disappears!?? and im gonna lose my marbles

ANOTHER ACHE.

tangerine x fem!reader — smut

word count. 855

warnings. 18+ only. what the ask entails, bit of titty and kitty stuff. minors dni

Laying in bed, you were nursing a slight tummy ache, the bloating in your stomach from something you ate earlier making you feel uncomfortable. The waistband of your pyjama bottoms began to dig in, so you pulled yourself out of bed to put your robe on instead.

And as if he was on cue, Tangerine appears in the doorway of your shared room to check on you.

"Turn around," you quickly blurt, bringing the thin fabric of the robe to cover your bare front. "Close your eyes."

"Huh?" he questions, features pulled together in confusion. "Turn around?" he repeats, making sure he heard you correctly.

"Just," you shush him, wavering your hand. "Just do it."

He reluctantly turns away, muttering things to himself until you give him the clear. 

"Okay, done," you say, tying the bow on your robe. 

"What was that about?" he asks, brows furrowed. 

"I was getting changed," you shrug, acting casual about the ordeal. 

"Right?" he replies.

You hesitate. "I was naked."

He steps into the room, walking to stand in front of you - leaving a comfortable amount of space. "Yeah, exactly."

"It's cold."

"No, it's not."

"It is," you lie.

"I'll put the heating on, then," he playfully retaliates, eyes narrowing on you.

"I'm on my period."

"No, you're not," he shakes his head. "That was last week."

"I dry shaved, and now I got razor burns all down my front."

"Fuck off," he chuckles. 

"I spilt tea all down me— burnt like crazy." Another fib.

"That right?"

"No, that was a lie... I walked into the kitchen island and bruised my stomach."

"Aw, you poor thing," he steps forward, closing the gap - a soft, entertained smile twitching along his lips. "Did it hurt?"

You nod, returning a faint, playful grin. "A little."

His eyes narrow in once again, his hands instinctively reaching for the tie on your dressing gown. But you still his movements, the expression on your face suddenly changing - your hands over his, stopping him.

His head cocks to the side, features mirroring yours - his eyes silently questioning. 

"Bloated and don't feel so hot," you reply, giving a casual shrug, trying to act nonchalant.

Once he knows it's nothing too serious, he leans in, pressing a kiss onto your lips. "Sorry," he mutters into your mouth, sealing another kiss of where he just spoke. 

"It's fine," you whisper between the close distance, reaching your hand into his hair - smoothing over a stray curl. "Just feel yucky."

"Want me to help?" he quietly asks, eyes half-lidded as he focuses on you. 

"I don't know if you can," you laugh softly, appreciating his offer.

He nods, silently dismissing you. His hands lower to the placement before, his fingers slinking into the bow of your robe. He pauses, eyes flicking back up to you, waiting for you to agree. And when you finally do, he's carefully untying it, letting the fabric expose your midriff for him to see - pussy and tits covered by the thin material of your underwear.

"I don't see the problem," he says casually, palms skimming across your tummy to rest on your hips - fingers grazing along your skin. 

He watches the reaction on your face to anticipate his next move, and when he sees you crack a forgiving smile, he leans back in, pressing kisses into the corner of your lips - trailing them down to run along your jaw. 

He slips his hand into yours and leads you towards the bed, sitting first —at the edge— he pulls you over, guiding you to straddle him. You do as silently asked, propped on your knees either side of his thighs, the semi in his trousers bumping up against your cunt.

You drape your arms loosely over his shoulders, keeping yourself balanced, and as if he sensed it, he wraps one of his around the middle of your back - holding you still. With his other, he reaches to cup under your tit, his fingers snaking into the top of your lounge bra. He tugs it down, revealing the whole of your breast.

"Still not feeling better," you tease, dragging your fingers atop his curls.

He carries the weight of one of your tits, adjusting his hold as he leans forward to pepper it in kisses, the edge of his stache tickling at your nipple. "No?" he whispers, peering up to look at you.

You shake your head and close your eyes, pushing your chest outwards and into his face. "I feel worse."

With the hand he had on your mid back, he skims it across - moving to place it on your upper thigh. "Worse?" he playfully repeats. "That's not good," he tsks, thumb reaching up to your clothed-cunt - the pad circling over your clit.

You wrap your hand around his wrist, fingers merely reaching around the meat of it - holding him to where you wanted him.

"And this helps with the aches, hm?" he whispers, voice hoarse and cocky. His hand resuming its placement, thumb continuing the slow, winding circles.

Well, an ache, not the ache. 

also btw @everythingisspokenfortbh my lovely, it’s not likely that I’ll be able to get through all the asks you sent, love love them all!! but keep them saved for next time. people will be sick of me😭😭 xx

[spennsrs]

drunk confessing to spencer? "shh, don't tell anyone but 've got a crush on him" my fave troupe everrr 😭😭 love your writing sm ❤️

(\ (\ („• ֊ •„) ━O━O━━━━━━━━━ ・:。DRUNK TEXT. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ︳spencer agnew x reader drabble ︳pure fluff ︳i love this trope sm :( decided to do a lil spin on it!! n also if this is short... im so sorry

spencer had a bad feeling bubbling in the pit of his stomach. something felt... off. while he sat on his couch, scrolling through netflix aimlessly, his eyes kept glancing to the dark screen of his phone.

from the screen... to the phone... back to the screen... then to the phone again...

his hand reaches to the mobile device, eyes focusing as the screen lights up to check the time. a soft sigh leaves him as he takes note of the time.

2:35 AM

they should've texted by now. they should be home from that stupid party... right? unlocking his phone, spencer opens his messages to reread over the conversation with you. they would text him when they got home... right? spencer's mind races with anxious and concerned thoughts as he sets his phone down, exhaling shakily.

... ding!

from :: [y/n] 🤓💞hey heeeeeey pssst keep a secret for me courtney pretty pleeeease

spencer feels a brow raise as he reads the texts, holding back a soft laugh. he simply stares at the screen for a moment before going to respond, only for more texts to flood in.

from :: [y/n] 🤓💞 im hella drynk drunk and i thynk its supwr obvious but like dont twele anyone spnecr is saur cute and i have .. the biggest crush on him no not crush that makes me sound like a lovesick schoolgirl but you get what i mean hopwfully

silence filled the living room as spencer stares at his phone screen, a little dumbfounded and a little overwhelmed. was this... real? was this actually happening? this couldn't be real. his best friend and object of his ever growing affections was drunk texting him, thinking he was someone else and confessing. well... maybe confessing wasn't the right word. they were more just rambling their feelings.

was there a right way to go about this? would [y/n] even remember this in the morning? should he even say anything? in a panic, spencer just... stares at his phone screen. his free hand comes up to his mouth, nervously chewing on his fingernails as he's seemingly too nervous to respond.

spence, you could always call-

his thoughts are interrupted yet again as his phone starts to ring. spencer's heart stops, and he swears time slows in that moment as the screen lights up with [y/n]'s caller id. shakily, he picks the phone up and answers the call.

"hello...?" "spence! oh em geee, heeeeeey! i'm hooome, i totally forgot to tell you so hi cutie, i'm home."

the soft giggles and steady breaths only fuel spencer's rapidly beating heart, and a soft smile tugs at his lips. "hey, [y/n]. i was starting to think you were hurt or something... but i'm glad you're home safe and sound." there's a pause of silence, before he swallows thickly and opens his mouth to speak again. "you okay..?"

"keep a secret! courtney didn't text me back so i'm sharing this super top secret secret with you! i have these ultra big feelings for spencer... isn't that crazy?" he so desperately wished he was there to take care of them. he knew they were a talkative drunk, he knew they never drank enough water and he just hoped their roommate would urge them to do so... he knew everything about them, everything came so naturally with them. so why was he surprised? everyone already thought they were dating, three long years of friendship, they were constantly asked if they were dating. within the three years of friendship, spencer had developed those deeper feelings pretty quickly.

but for some reason, when he was hit with the sudden truth that they returned his feelings... why was he so flabbergasted? the intense feeling bubbling in his chest, the quickened breaths, how his hands felt clammier than usual. "spenceeeeee? you theeeere?" "oh, fuck, uh .... sorry, [y/n]. yeah, uh, yeah your secret is safe with me."

there's a selfish part of spencer that decides to keep this to himself, to cherish in this moment. the whole awkward conversation that was bound to happen was an issue for future spencer.

but for now, [y/n]'s giggling voice telling him they felt the same was all he cared about.

[bitchyycapricorn]

Im here to request Narcissa Malfoy to kinktober!!! You are free to choose the kink but i want some hard smut pleeeease 🥺🥺

Thx Happy October 🎃😚

Sub!Narcissa Malfoy x Dom!Fem!Reader + Praise

-Good Girl-

Kintober Masterlist

Masterlist

AN: Ik this is a later request for kinktober that’s like a month overdue, I was just feeling a little ✨gay✨ (I fucking love women)

Warnings: SMUT BROSKIE!!! wlw, Dom/Sub dynamic, praise kink, punishment kink, fingering, oral (fem rec)

The feeling of Narcissa Malfoy’s body under yours wasn’t new. In fact, it had become a sort or routine since Lucius had been summoned to stand by the Dark Lords side. Since his leave, you often found yourself in her bed, under her covers, between her thighs, all while pressing rough kisses against her soft skin. And even now, your bottom lip was dragging across the inside of her thigh as you progress towards her heat in a teasing manner. There was always something about Cissy that made you hot and bothered whenever you were in the same room together. Now, only three months after her arranged marriage to your brother, you find yourself wrapping your arms under her thighs and pulling her closer to your face.

A moan erupts from her soft pink lips as your tongue slowly laps up her arousal, pleasing her the way she deserved to be pleased. Your fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as you pull her closer to your face that was still buried in her cunt. “Y/N…” She whines softly, her hands tugging at your pretty locks. You gave her a warning tap to her thigh in response, still continuing to trace circles around her clit with your tongue. “S-stop teas-…” she begins before another whine escapes her rather swollen lips. Your movements come to a halt as your eyes flicker up to meet hers.

She can’t help but let yet another whine leave her lips, despite knowing exactly what she’d done. “Good girls don’t whine. They use their words.” You tell her, sitting up so you can hover over her body. “Don’t you want to be a good girl?” You ask with a slow hum. Your fingers delicately tracing patterns on her hip down to her upper thigh. Her eyes widen as she bites her lip, only giving a small nod in response. Displeased by her lack of vocalization, you land a sharp smack to the side of her thigh. “I said use your words. If I have to ask again, I wont be able to let you finish tonight.”

“Yes, I want to be a good for you-“ She gasps, the feeling of your slap stinging her thigh as your handprint starts to form on her pale skin. “I wont be whiny anymore, I promise.” She swore. You nod, watching as pleasure clouds her vision at the motion of you entering two fingers into her. Her hands grasp your shoulders as you push your fingers deeper into her soft cunt.

“See, that wasn’t so hard.” You smirk, quickening your pace as your fingers curl inside her. You watch proudly as her eyes roll to the back of her head and her soft moans got louder. Her body seems to melt under your touch as she begins to grind her hips down onto your moving fingers. Her thighs were shaking and her bottom lip quivering as you continue to finger her roughly. “Such a pretty girl,” you coo, watching as she continues to try and get off by using your fingers. Pausing your thrusts, you take the opportunity to press your palm against her cunt, putting pressure on her clit as she continues to grind against your digits. Another cry escaped her lips as she moves her hips faster, fingers now digging into your shoulders as she chases her high.

“Go on, be a good girl and cum on my fingers.” You encourage, thrusting and curling just your fingers in her as she continues to struggle against your palm. You can feel the moment she tenses up, followed by her cunt squeezing your fingers as she releases, soaking the silk sheets beneath her. Her head lolls to the side, as you slowly pull your finger out of her.

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[graysnetwork]

OML YOUR KEEGAN CONTENT HAS ME WEAK!!! pleeeease how would Keegan react if you were taken hostage/kidnapped 🙏🥹

Awww omg I love the prompt and it’s so angsty

IM LITERALLY LISTENING TO WHITE FERRARI HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME

Notes: not proofread, I kept this gn, so lmk if there’s accidental mentions of a specific genders, I don’t think there’s any mentions of it though

warnings: mentions of: blood, bloody noses, bruises, kidnapped/taken hostage, going missing, being tied up, being heavily wounded.

Summary: You were taken hostage when Keegan was on his deployment

AFTER THE STORM

Keegan would’ve never left that day, if he had known that you wouldn’t be there when he returned. He would’ve been by your side, nothing would’ve happened to you, maybe if he didn’t convince you to stay at home; resign from your job and relax, maybe then the day would be different. You would’ve been home when he was returning from his deployment.

Maybe if he had stayed home; did as you asked in the morning to be call in sick, even if Merrick would be upset, he could’ve stayed in bed; fallen asleep and have his arms wrapped around you tall morning.

Keegan made his work his top priorities, he left for work that day, he’d only be gone for a few days, just like every other day, this shouldn’t have happened.

You shouldn’t have been tied up to a chair, bloody and beaten all because the federation soldiers used you as bait. You should’ve been asleep on the couch; a movie playing when Keegan walked through the door that night he came home.

He walked in through the door and could see the the messed up pillows that had been tossed around the living room, the few drops of blood on the wood floor, the messed up bed, and you were nowhere to be found, he tried calling you, your phone was in the bedroom on the floor.

Keegan couldn’t think of anything else to do other than call merrick and ask for help to find you, you were the love of his life, he’d do anything to see you, alive and see that smile again.

The three weeks he spent looking for you with his team was crucial, he could barely get into bed at night but Merrick forced him to sleep, Logan could see the difference in Keegan’s mental health, physical health. The way dark circles appeared under his eyes, he drank more coffee than usual.

He couldn’t bare those three weeks anymore, without you he felt like he was nothing, he always said you had his heart.

And now you’d taken it with you while you were gone.

Nightmares began and he couldn’t fall asleep even if his body needed it, his mind couldn’t rest, not when you were away.

The blood drops on the floor of your guy’s home only made him feel worse, he couldn’t even clean it because it was the last trace of you other than your phone.

Maybe if he smelled your shirt he could feel better but he couldn’t enter that house without feeling a sharp pain in his chest. He didn’t protect you and that’s all he’s ever tried doing since you too have been together.

Finally when they did infiltrate the building he found you, Merrick following behind him, your head hung low as you your were bruised up and had a bloody nose, several wounds were visible; Keegan couldn’t even stomach what kind of wounds would be under your clothes.

All he could do was hope you’d hear him and smile, wake up, hug him again.

The two men quickly untied your hands from the chair and Keegan pulled the blindfold off of your face, the light alone was blinding, you opened your eyes only to close them again, before you recognized the same deep, and raspy voice you loved to fall asleep to.

“Y/n” his voice so soft, the same tone he used when he woke you up, “keegs?” Your voice was weak, your voice was strained from the shouting and screaming in pain you had been through.

“Yeah it’s me honey” he whispered and picked you up, he noticed the squint in your eyes when your tried looking up at him. He took you out the room and finally you could look at him without that bright white light behind him.

You could see his eyes were red from the nights he’d cried his heart out, all you could do was hug him back, as tightly as you could, and he did the same kissing your cheek gently, your head tucked into his shoulder, his grip was firm but he made sure not to hurt you, he could never forgive himself if he hurt you.

He felt healed, happy with the way you kissed him gently. It felt like the breeze after a storm.

[dipperscavern]

YOU CAN MAINTAIN THE STARK OBSESSION WHILST ENTERTAINING A LIL THANG ON THE SIDE

PLEEEEASE WATCH LORD OF THE RINGS, ITD BE SO SO WORTH IT DIPS, ARAGORN IS SO SOFT AND GENTLE BUT FIRM AND OH IM PEELING MY SKIN OFF kiss me on my HOT MOUTH (hello. its 9am on a saturday morning)

OKAY I SURRENDER. IM WATCHING LOTR TOMORROW !! welcome everybody to my side chick, (cock) rings and lords or whatever it is

side note when i first read aragorn i thought you meant rhe spider from harry potter — aragog?? ALSO THE PARENTHESIS IS SO REAL cregan has me barking at 2pm on a sunday afternoon it’s horrible

[criticalamityz]

PLEEEEASE POST MORE ABOUT UR ZOMBIE AU im so invested its insane

THANK YOU SM it means a lot!! I really want to when school doesn't have me busy, zombie aus have always been a particular fav of mine across fandoms. I'll post some thoughts I have on the greenblings (Kugie included!) for now:

Shin, Kanna, and Kugie -- Siblings who quickly only got to have each other after the outbreak began. As the youngest, Kanna is both Kugie and Shin's top priority to protect, though she isn't helpless; she's soft-spoken and not the best fighter, but has a keen eye and notices things the other two sometimes don't. She's a smart kid and doesn't enjoy being overly babied, but she does greatly look up to her sister and brother.

As eldest, Shin tries his best to be the adult for them and look out for them, but it is Kugie who is really the most headfirst, stepping into danger when Shin hesitates. He's freaking the hell out at all times but tries to keep it in to not stir panic in his sisters. Kugie and Shin clash quite a bit but it's out of care. Shin always insists eating last or not at all because "he'll survive", and it is usually him who manages to find food for the three. His job-hopping pre-outbreak allows him to be generally familiar with the area and its buildings, as he's been in and out of various locations. Having worked in bad parts of town, his wittiness is what gets him out of situations moreso than brawn; before meeting Keiji and Qtaro and getting firearms from Qtaro, Shin's plan is often to run or sneak away. He's good at foraging, though the poor guy can only carry so much.

Kugie is soft and outwardly concerned for her younger sister, and yells at her older brother to stop being stupid and to be more careful damn it! She would tell Shin to just be quiet and eat the food. She's the type to get frustrated because she just cares, and is antsy to stay on track with things rather than hiding away. Resourceful, she makes a tool or weapon out of anything and often runs in if something is happening to either of her siblings. Kugie enjoys viewing herself as an independent person, and to a degree she is. She will endanger herself for others, ultimately leading to her death (which i'd rather draw out than type out at some point ^_^ !)

[fionajames]

Helloooooooo :)

I honestly forgot if I sent you an ask or not but whatever I got an idea.

May i pleeeease request an angsty story? Between like Rex and Cody or Dhole and Fox (or Wolffe?) or something? Please?

Thank you so much, Jamie. Love ur work and I hope you post regularly again soon. It’s so nice to wake up to a new story 🥰

-Sha 🫡

slipping - my ocs

HELLO GUYS IM BACK AGAIN

IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN GONE, IVE HAD HEAPS OF TESTS AND ASSIGNMENTS SO IM VERY STRESSED.

SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT.

I'LL BE POSTING MUCH MORE REGURALY SOON.

Fox shuddered as he rested his forehead on the cold metal of the door of the barracks, listening carefully to the sobs spilling through. “Dhole?” He whispered softly.

“Go away!” Dhole shouted back and Fox flinched, stepping away from the door. Vector - who was stood beside the Commander - gave him a short, sympathetic smile before sinking to the floor and leaning against the door.

There was a soft yap from the inside and Fox let his fingers fall to the door control panel, opening it. Ashling - still a puppy but getting bigger - rushed to find him, tail between his legs and whining sadly. Fox reached down to gently pat the puppy who then dashed to Dhole’s side.

Dhole was collapsed against the wall beside his bunk, head in his arms as Ashling comfortingly licked his shoulder. Fox’s brow furrowed.

“Dhole?” He called quietly as the door closed behind him, shuffling down to a crouch to sit beside his brother. “What’s wrong?”

Dhole shook his head furiously, which gave Fox a glimpse at his tear-stained face. His curls were wild and messy, covering his face. “I let go.”

Fox raised an eyebrow as he draped an arm over his brother’s shoulders comfortingly. “What do you mean?”

“I-I couldn’t hold on,” Dhole sobbed, spluttering as he did. “I let go! Oh, Fox, I let go.” He bent over with sobs as Fox held him closer.

“Who?”

“A shiny, oh a mere shiny, Fox,” Dhole whispered, looking up at him through his bloodshot eyes. “His name was Soft. He got pushed by a criminal and tripped. I tried to catch him and I did! But I couldn’t get a good grip and he just,” Dhole paused. “Slipped”.

Fox’s eyes widened before he pulled the boy closer, resting his chin on top of Dhole’s head.

“It’s alright, Dhole, it wasn’t your fault.”

“Not my fault?”

“Not your fault.”

SORRY ITS SO SHORT

PLEASE PEOPLE REQUEST, CURRENTLY JUST SHA AND I LOVE YOU SHA /p BUT LIKE, PEOPLE, SRSLY.

[sorcerous-caress]

pleeeease i would like to talk about isobel. she’s so beautiful and kind, but still sharp and witty with her replies. ik she’s headcanoned as a soft dom but i believe she’s a really good girl if you’re a soft service dom (me). I want to feel the rumble of her moans as i press my lips to her throat. to feel her hands clinging to me. to cradle her head and see her reactions when I order her gently. I can give her all she asks and more if she’s good. I loveeeee topping because I want to take care of someone who honours me by being vulnerable and trusting me. (not to say im a pushover! sorry to brats theyre a no-go for me but I dont bend rules.) Anyway, I think that’s what Isobel might need. after being under the constant pressure of her wards being the only thing keeping everyone alive, the guilt of her father literally becoming a tyrant + killing people to get to her: having someone who can unburden her and take her out of her own head for a little while.

Isobel would appreciate someone like that a lot, after all she had to go through and the responsibilities that were forced upon her. Imagine being revived from the death without your consent only to find out your father is trying to take over the world again, and you have to escape and try to stop him. Even in death she couldn't rest properly.

She died from an uncurable sickness, i think. Is that why her brother became a surgeon and started a healing house?

I headcanon every character as a switch. Isobel soft dom headcanons are for bottom readers really, it doesn't mean she can't be a sub and bottom too. Hell a sub top even.

It might be hard for her to let go, she's so used to everyone constantly needing her and having to make sure everyone is safe and healthy. Getting her away from her responsibilities is an achievement by itself.

I think she likes being spoiled in bed, absolutely obeying the other person and chasing after their touch. Spreading her legs when she's told to and keeping her hands above her head if she's ordered to.

Waiting patiently for your touch, the burning heat between her thighs making her whine so needly. Biting her lips to stop herself from begging for more the second she feels you toying with her clit, flicking it and making her thighs tremble.

She'd be so wet and desperate, ready to do anything you'd order her to. She'd grind against your thigh for release if you tell her to while pulling her into your lap, teasing her hole with your fingers but never quiet filling her up. Melting off her hard walls until she's shamelessly her true self.

Call her a good girl as she rides your face, make her properly sit on it instead of politely hovering above it. Eating her out as she thanks you through her blissfilled orgasms.

[puppygirlf4g]

I like making my girl feel special <3 im feeling uncharacteristically soft for you tonight my precious puppy. Normally I’d want to beat you till you cried and then make you grind that useless clit against my boot till you came, but tonight? I wanna just hold you close. Shove your head inbetween my tits and make you feel safe. Yeah, I hit you and cut you and brand you. But you’re still my puppy, and only I’m allowed to hurt you. Now come let me give you ear scritches cutie <3

-teasing anon(sleepy edition)

wagwaGWAG pleeeease shove my face in ur tits that'd make me sosososo happy!!! i can be all warmmm and safeee and comfyy w/ my owner :3 and anyway u only hit me bcuz u love me so much!!! yayayYAYYAYA EAR SCRITCHIES WAGWAGWAG!!

[onlyswan]

IM SO WEAK FOR HIS DIMPLES PLEEEEASE

that one drabble you have with the dimples makes me MELT EVERYTIME.

i will litterally cry over this grown ass mans dimples. like theyre so 🫶🤌🤏🤏 I CANT EVEN DESCRIBE IT

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CZdsbRDI1Se/?igshid=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==

LIKE WHAT AM I SUPPOSWD TO DO WITH THIS CLIP I JUST WANT TO SQUISH HIM??

im so whipped 🫡🫡

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TOO DOOOOOOO LOOK AT THE BREAD CHEEEEKS

i am a fellow dimple enthusiast if you couldnt tell ^^

he's litterally not real.

he says eating his cheeks won’t be easy BUT HE HASNT EVEN LET ME TRY IT YET I KNOW I CAN DO IT 😭😭😭 his cheeks just look extra soft when his dimples appear </3

wait why can’t i remember which drabble that is 🤧 my brain is mush with information overload

[boybun]

my nipples have been sooo sensitive lately it's driving me crazyyy 😵‍💫 can someone please kiss n suck and lick n overstimulate them til i get it out of my systemmm 🥺 grope and massage at my soft flat chest while asking me "what's wrong, baby? I'll help you feel better" 😵‍💫💖💕 circle your tongue around the pierced lil nub n suck then pull back and watch me melt and lose my mind 🥺 then stop and blow on them and i'll squirm and whine so nice for you 💖 put clamps on me with a chain and give it a gentle tug 💕 just pleeeease play with my nipples im going insane 😵‍💫💕💖

[henlex]

Oh I'm sobbing

[quarantined-fics]

GOD do you know what my kiribaku/izuocha ass needs

a fic where bakugou and uraraka find out they have crushes on the other two

and they bond over it and help each other get to know their crush

because uraraka and kirishima are gym buddies and bakugou and izuku knew each other since childhood

so they basically end up being each other's wingman/wingwoman

and shenanigans happen, just a lot of humor and fluff, and izuocha and kiribaku are endgame

[t4tbruharvey]

once again thinking abt aoife and rachel the girls of all time

[purecantarella]

20 Minutes

im sorry for getting this out so late :"") just a short one since im studying for my midterms this week. even so i hope you lovelies enjoy this!! ceo!kim jisoo x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to look for fluffier or angstier content.

"I don't want to hear excuses, just get it fucking done." Jisoo barked into the phone before slamming it into its place and releasing a soft huff of frustration. Before she could call out for her secretary, you, her fiancée, slipped through the door with a warm smile. "That didn't sound good."

Her frustrations melted away in alarming speeds when she saw you in a frilly white dress and her coat. In it's place was something much more base urge. Jisoo quickly pushes herself out of her chair as you strut towards her, your voice drowning out as you lifted a bag of what she assumed was food.

But quite frankly that wasn't what she wanted.

As you set the paper bag down, her hands are on your hips and spinning you into her. Jisoo's lips finding your instantly and fell into the same delicious pattern she had, her tongue probing into your mouth, tangling itself with yours as you stifle a squeaky moan.

She pulls away with a small smirk seeing how affected you'd become with just a kiss. Jisoo's voice falls to a husky hush, "What did I ever do to deserve you, dearest?"

You flash her an embarrassed smile before whispering, "I would do everything to make you happy, Soo..."

The powerful woman took your lips between hers again, pushing you up against her desk as your hands found the back of her neck to pull her impossibly closer. She groans softly as you scratch the skin there delicately. Jisoo pulls away, "Then make me happy?"

You knew precisely what she meant, you bite your lower lip, your hand trailing up to her cheek with your thumb pressing against her lips. You feel your heart pound faster as you watch Jisoo's eyes grow darker and darker with lust.

"I need an answer, dearest." She pauses to suck your thumb loyally, gaze never leaving yours. With an audible 'pop' she releases the digit and she's pressed against your body, cornering you between the table and her. You whine and drop your head onto her shoulder as her hands slip from your hips down to the swell of your ass, kneading through the delicate fabric of your dress "I'm needed at a meeting in 20, and we're wasting precious time."

You nod before she smiles wickedly at you. Her hands quickly slipping lower down to your thighs and picks you up to slip you onto her desk. Her lips are on your neck as your hands weave their way into her hair, tilting your head back.

"Soo..." You gasp as her teeth scrape down to your clavicle. She's sure to leave visible marks, so as you walk out her employees would know just who you belong to. You shrug Jisoo's jacket off your shoulders, exposing more of your skin.

Jisoo pulls away, brushing your hair back behind your shoulders, leaning down to kiss the juncture between your neck and shoulder. "You're all mine. All mine, N/n."

You nod, your hands finding her shoulders, "All yours." Beginning to feel restless, you push her down to her knees slowly to which Jisoo smirks, "What an impatient baby."

You roll your eyes before retorting, "You're the one who said 20 minutes, Soo."

She tuts before firing back, "With that mouth I might just have you leave now. Is that what you want?" She lifts your skirt before pressing a finger to your clothed crotch. You moan as her palm ruts itself into you. "Mmm, with how wet you are, I doubt that that's what you want, dearest."

"Pleeeease..." You beg, your head falling forward to look at Jisoo's smug little face before she takes slips your panties off, taking slow broad lick of your exposed cunt. Another moan rips from your lips as the pays extra attention to your engorged clit. She hums approvingly, "My girl always tasting so good. Can't get enough of it."

She begins to lap away at your dripping center, leaving you a mess. Your hand runs through your hair, tugging at the locks there as your other hand squeezes your own chest frantically, trying to reach your high quicker.

A sharp knock pulls Jisoo's attention away from you momentarily with a low snarl. "Miss Kim, your being asked in the briefing room in five minutes." Her secretary squeaks out, knowing full well what was happening on the other side of the door.

"Alright." Jisoo calls before looking up at your pained-lust ridden face, her smirk only widens. "Gonna have to speed up, aren't we pretty girl?"

Your thrown into a state of unimaginable pleasure when Jisoo's tongue redoubles its efforts, her fingers plunging deep into your core. Loosing control of yourself, you grind down onto her awaiting face.

"Jisoo, fucking hell—Right fucking there..." A familiar knot builds in your stomach and you feel your entire body is on fire as Jisoo skips licking and begins sucking on your already sensitive bud. "I'm cumming, holy shit—Soo!" You cry out as you feel your hand flies to her head, tugging on the locks there.

Your body tenses and you feel your cunt spasming as Jisoo pulls her fingers out, leaving feather light kisses over your blushing center. "Such a pretty little cunt, dearest."

Your cheeks flush as she says so, "Shut up..."

Your fiancée laughs before standing up, brushing your sweaty hair from your face. Jisoo pecks your lips, as you lap up your remaining juices from her lips and chin, making sure to keep her clean to meet her associates. Her smile widens before she cradles your jaw lovingly, "You are perfection, Y/F/N."

Your high expression still lingering you nod, pecking her lips again gently. "Wait here? I'll take us home after this meeting." Again, you nod mindlessly before she picks you up and places you on the leather couch off the side of her office.

She steps out of her office, wiping her face down one more time with her handkerchief before she whispers to her secretary, "Wait about ten minutes before you go in. Bring a cup of lukewarm water with you and a biscuit packet."

The younger woman nods before teasingly smiling up at her boss to which she scoffed before she walked off to her office flushed, "Shut up."

i sort of liked this one, a little more rushed than i would have liked but again that sort of expected as of right now :"") with my exams coming up it's been hard to find time to write everything but i am trying to keep up!! i hope you all enjoyed this and i will see all of you tomorrow!! i love you all vv much and keep safe my lovelies 💓 - r