#its so fucking good im so blown away

[lyss-sketchbox]

What was that kitty game you posted before?

Its called Nine Sols :>

Its a very pretty handdrawn taopunk metroidvania, kinda like hollow knight but more linear and with harsher combat. It is literally 2d sekiro with all the parrying you'll be doing.

Its literally so pretty, every single screenshot of the game can be a wallpaper. Id compare its OST with yunjin's opera song, almost all of them has the traditional chinese influence that goes so well with its modern mix. ONE SONG IS LITERALLY A MARTIAL ARTS DRAMA OPERA SONG.

Heres some of my favourite environments from the game

id show you others but they have spoilers in them u_u but yeah look at these its masterful work of themes and atmosphere and its so eye candy to me

theres also this thing called uh, visible onscreen blood and gore, like they dont hold back on those bits in cutscenes but its not excessively used. It just reminded me that blood do exists inside our bodies, i just dont see it in games often to the point i get suprised that when i defeat bosses they dont get... defeated. they facking get injured and die

super good game tho, my only caveat with it is that the key bindings on pc sucks (i played the entire thing with custom bindings to match hollow knight) so yeah. defo give it a shot if youre interested

[celestial-druidic]

Underwater thoughts

The end of Get in the Water, Jorge does an awesome job at making the listener truly feel like Odysseus is underwater. I think that the voices we hear is not just the people that Ody has lost in the journey, but echos of the underworld. It's the people he's lost telling him that they are waiting for him to join them in death.

I see it as less of them saying that to show that they support him, and more to show that Odysseus really was dying. It was the reminder of all he'd lost tho that made him climb back onto his raft.

Waiting

[unlucky-words]

i want. to talk about deathloop.

[transgaysex]

the one piece live action is so fucking good

[homestylehughes]

wet dream

pairing(s): Luke hughes x fem!reader

summary: Luke wakes yn up during her wet dream, leaving her all embarrassed, but happens when Luke makes her dreams a reality?

warning(s): 18+ mdni. extreme dirty talk, oral fem!receiving, nipple play, slight edging. use of pet names, foul language.

word count: 2.1k

authors note: hi guys...long time no see. do you guys hate me?? be honest..LOL. kicking off my return to tumblr, with no other than some smut. now.. this has to be the dirtiest smut I've written yet, so i'm a little scared for this one. I'm also a little nervous that I'm rusty because I haven't written in a while. so hopefully it's good LOL. this song is based off of wet dream by wet Leg, I would highly recommend listening to it when reading. I've never written anything like this before so this was new for me but I love it, and you guys do too. okay this is getting long.. because you know I LOVE to yap. anyways. I hope you all are doing well, I promise I'm back and that I'll be putting more things out very very soon. much love always <3

I wasn't sure how I ended up on Luke's lap on the side of a back road in the middle of nowhere. But i don't think i have a bone in my body that cares, because the way lukes mouth feels on my neck is enough to make me lose all of my senses. 

“Luke shit” I moan out as my hips rut against his, as his lips trail up my neck. 

“luke..we should probably start to head home” i say, not wanting this to get out of hand in the car

“Why baby, I thought you were enjoying this?” He asks, his eyes locking with mine as he begins to pull at my shirt, exposing my chest. 

“Because we’re in the middle of nowhere, what if someone catches us?” 

“Baby, we’re in the middle of nowhere, no one is going to catch us.” he replies, as his hands work their way under my shirt, pulling it slowly up my body, and before I know it he's tossing my shirt behind him in the car. 

“Luke..” i say hesitantly

“What, I'm not doing anything..” he says with a small smirk, moving his hands to hold my waist as he looks up at me.

“Your making this hard for me” i say, trying to resist his touch, knowing im doing a terrible job so far 

“Then let me make it easy for you” he replies before pressing your lips together 

I can't help but kiss him back, my hands instantly moving to his brown curly locks, pulling myself closer to him. Feeling his hands slide up my back to my bra, his fingers sliding under unfastening it, pulling it away from my body. Luke's hands finding my breasts instantly, his fingers running along my already hardening nipples. He leans his head back against the headrest, licking his lips as he trains his eyes to my breasts. 

my body moves on its own accord as i push my chest into his hands, needing and wanting anything he's willing to give me. 

“Luke” i softly whine out

“Shh..baby. Im taking this all in.” he says cutting off your plead for more 

“It's nothing you haven't seen before” i retract 

“But everytime i see them, it's like the very first time over again.” he says before pressing soft kisses to the top of my breasts. 

“Baby you should see yourself right now..fuck.” he almost moans out before finally connecting his hot mouth to your nipple. 

“Oh god” I moaned, my body melting against his, my hips moving against his again. The feeling of his mouth on my nipple, his other hand needing and pulling at my other breast, as we both move together as one. I feel him everywhere, I need him everywhere. I'm almost sure that I can cum from just this, feeling my wetness pool through my jeans. 

“Luke..” i say breathlessly 

“What baby?” he asks, his mouth pulling away from my breast, a string of his saliva following his path. His pupils are blown with lust, his cheeks slightly pink, his lips swollen, and plump, as he looks up at me. Fuck, hes a sight for sore eyes. 

“I need you to fuck me..Please” i tell him, no long caring if we’re in the middle of no where, or let alone that you’re in a car. The only thing I can think about is how much I need him. Wanting to show him how much I need him I urgently press our lips to his, putting all of my want into the kiss, hoping he gets the hint. Luke picks it up instantly, his hands pulling at my hips rocking them harder against his.

I slide my hands under his shirt, raking my nails over his toned stomach, luke moaning at the sensation of my hands against him. pushing his shirt higher higher, luke pulls away for a second pulling the shirt from his body tossing it behind him before reconnecting his lips to mine. 

The kiss is hot, and nasty, teeth clashing, as our tongues fight for dominance, my hands tangling in Luke's hair, pulling him more into me, if that even possible at this point. I can feel his hands on the waistband of my jeans, his fingers working to undo the button, pushing their way into my jeans as he begins to push them down my hips. 

“Fuck look at you baby..looking all fucked out on my lap. This turns you on huh? Knowing we could get caught at any moment. Such a slut aren't you?” he says to me, his fingers dancing along the top of my underwear. I can only whine in response, my brain is too clouded with want and lust. I just push his hand close to my core. Just as he's pushing his hands past my underwear. But suddenly, it's like it all just stops. 

“yn..yn..yn?” I hear someone say from beside me, my body shooting directly up, as I push my hair out of my face. My chest rises quickly as I try to blink the sleep out of my eyes. 

“Baby are you okay?” I hear Luke ask from beside me, turning to him to see confusion and worry written all over his face, as I stare at him like a deer in headlights. 

“Yeah I'm okay, I'm sorry” I say, licking my lips, to try and gather myself. 

“Are you sure? You were moving around and making noises, almost sounding like you were in pain.” 

I was making noises? Oh my god, I can feel my face becoming hot as I bury my head in my hands, I can't help but laugh in embarrassment. 

“What??? Am I missing something here?” luke asks me frantically

“Luke..” i start pulling my head from my hands 

“Yn..” he follows 

“Promise to not judge me?” i ask 

“Yes, always” 

“I had a wet dream??” i say softly 

“A wet dream?” luke asks

“Yes, luke a wet dream, I'm really embarrassed and I would like to go to bed.” I say looking at the blanket in front of me, too ashamed to look at him. 

“That's nothing to be embarrassed of baby, people have wet dreams all the time, its normal.” he says, trying to make me feel better

“I know luke..but still im embarrassed.” 

“Was it a good dream?” he asks 

“It was a really good dream..” I sigh, wishing it was real. Wishing Luke didn't wake me before it got to the good part. 

“What was it about?” he asks 

“Luke..” 

“I think i have the right to know” he says, i can hear the small smirk in his voice without even looking at him.

“I can't tell you..” i hesitate once again

“Yes. you can. And you will” he says before pulling the blanket that covers my body back, before i know it, his hands are wrapping around my thighs, pulling me into his lap. Just like my dream. 

“Now you can't run, so get to talking. It must've been a good wet dream to wake me up at 3:45 in the morning” 

A wave of guilt runs through my body, feeling bad that I woke him up all because of a dream, but it's not like I knew I was thrashing and moaning in my sleep. 

“Okay” i sigh to him 

“We were in the middle of nowhere in your car and somehow you seduced me and I ended up in your lap and my clothes were off and it was getting to the good part and then you woke me up.” i say quickly, my eyes locked on his chest

“Oh..” luke says 

Oh??? That's all he has to say, you’ve got to be kidding me. 

“See i knew i shouldn't have told you” i say slightly upset but his lack of response

“Woah calm down. I'm processing this. My girlfriend just told me that she had a wet dream about us fucking in a car.” 

“we didnt fuck. You ruined that part of the dream, when you woke me up” i look up, pouting in his face 

“Well i'm sorry i was concerned you were getting eaten by a bear or something” he says with a smile, his response causing me to giggle. 

“Fine whatever” i say with a small smile on my lips 

“Where did we leave off in this dream baby?” he asks, moving his hands to my hips, his mood change taking me by surprise. 

“You-you had your hands in my underwear” I tell him. 

Following my instructions, Luke moves his hands to my underwear, toying with the band on the side before sinking his fingers completely inside, causing me to react instantly, moaning as his fingers slide their way into my wet core. 

“Fuck me..already so wet for me” he groans out 

“Luke..shit” I moan, dropping my head to his neck, as his fingers move against my clit, suddenly the room feels on fire, and once again I feel him everywhere, I need him everywhere. 

“Please don't stop.” I say to him, moaning in his ear as he slips a finger inside my pussy. 

“Always take my fingers so good” he grunts, his lips moving against my neck, sucking and kissing any exposed bit of skin he can. 

My hips move against his fingers, trying to chase any bit of a high that I can get. 

“Gonna put another finger in baby, can you handle that?” 

“Fuck yes please, i need it..” I whine to him, my jaw goes slack as he pushes not one but two more fingers into my dripping pussy, the only sounds that are reaching my ears are the sounds of luke's fingers moving in out of me, my wetness pooling down my thighs. And the sound of luke and I’s  soft moans and pants. 

“Kiss me please” I beg, moving my face to his, our lips meeting in the middle. Our lips begin moving together at a fierce speed, unable to get enough of each other. 

“Right there luke, fuck” i moan pulling back from his lips, as his fingers curl perfectly inside of me, hitting all of the spots that i need him too. 

“Feel good baby?” he asks, looking down at me with hooded eyes

“Yes, oh my god yes” i moan, my eyes locked on his 

“Move your hand down there and play with your clit, while i fuck with you with my fingers” luke says to me, almost demanding. Quickly moving my much smaller fingers, to my pussy, circling them on my clit. moans and whines begin to fall almost instantly from my lips as complete pleasure takes over my body. 

“Yeah thats it baby, take what you need from me” luke moans from below me, watching me fuck myself harder against his fingers

“Im gonna cum luke, don't stop please” i beg. 

“Keep your eyes on me while you cum, I'll stop. Got it?” he tells me

“Yes.” i frantically nod back in response 

One more thrust of Luke's fingers, one more circle of my fingers against my clit, and I'm coming undone before I know it. My fingers dropping from my clit, moving both of my hands to luke shoulders to keep myself up right as he continues to fuck me through my orgasm. My eyes fight to stay open as my body thrashes and shakes against his. 

“Fuck” i say with the little voice that i have left, my eyes still locked on luke’s. 

Feeling empty as he pulls his fingers from my pussy, moving his hand in front of his face, seeing his fingers glisten in my cum, in the dim room. He keeps his eyes locked with mine as he puts his fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean. I can't help but watch his every movement, my body already wanting more, of whatever he wants to give me. 

“Was that better than your dream?” he finally speaks

I quickly press our lips together as a response to his question. I can't help but moan as I taste myself on his tongue, pulling him into me by his hair, our chests pressed together. 

“We haven't gotten to the last part of my dream” i say against his lips 

“And what's that?” luke asks before placing another soft kiss to my lips 

“You havent fucked me yet.” 

“Well what am I waiting for?” he quickly says, before flipping us over, dropping me lightly on the bed. Where he starts to prove once again that he's much better than a wet dream. 

[menagerofmischief]

hiii! Can i please place an order for a charcuterie board, a warm(?) appetizer (not exactly hot but not cold either) if youre unsure just go for a cold one! Then can i be greedy and order the steak, lobster, sausage rolls and gyros? To drink can i please have a strawberry lemonade and its not on there but if you feel totally comfortable size kink too? If you feel at all uncomfy about it dont write it, but if not can i have an ice water (if not obvious from this huge order😭) im not really worried about dessert but if you want to include it you can! Oh i almost forgot! Can i please have charles leclerc as my server please❤️

Dia's Dinner Menu

charcuterie board dating warm appetizer turned cold sweet to rough sex steak "Made just for me, my pretty little cocksleeve" lobster "I love watching my cum leak out of your pussy" sausage rolls "I'll make it fit" gyros "Gonna fill you up" strawberry lemonade breeding kink fanta size kink ice water dirty talk

Charles Leclerc x girlfriend!reader

TW: pwp, straigh up smut no warm up, unprotected sex, size difference, some mention of breeding, piv

WC: 1.1k

A/N: I didn't really do aftercare but hinted at it in the end, hope that's okay. Also this ask made me add size kink to the menu, so thank you.

❀

One of the culprits for waking me up was the sun shining in my eyes, through the ceiling to floor windows in the bedroom. The other was my boyfriend, curled up behind me with his arms around me and legs intertwined with mine, grinding his hard on into my ass lazily. 

I hummed, bringing one of my hands up to rub my eyes. “Isn’t this a nice way to wake up?” I teased, rubbing the skin of his hand that was resting on my stomach. “Good morning, Charles.”

Charles chuckled, the sound of his laugh ringing through the silent room. He removed one of his hands and used it to move my hair away, then leaned down to kiss my neck. “Good morning, mon coeur.”

It barely takes a few more grinds on Charles’s hips until I’m pushed on my back and he’s propped himself up above me. Charles makes quick work of both his and mine clothes and then he’s looking at me, his pretty eyes wide as they move down my body.

He leans down, his lips brushing against my throat, once, twice, and then he’s trailing kisses from my neck towards my collarbones. I can’t help but giggle, feeling his facial hair rub against my skin. “Charlie, it tingles!” 

“Yeah?” He asks, a teasing note easily noticeable in his voice. His eyes sparkle with mischief and he buries his face in my neck, rubbing against my skin. My laugh echoes through the room as I try my best to wrap my hands in Charles’s hair and pull his head away.

As I am moving him, his hips move a little and the tip of his cock, already leaking pre-cum from I can feel, nudges against my clit, making me whine.

“Fuck Cha,” I say, my voice coming out as a breathy moan. “Need you in me, please.”

He hums, positioning himself properly between my thighs the head of his cock nudges against my entrance but doesn’t push it. “Is that right? My pretty girl needs me to fill her up?”

“Yes,” I say, looking up at him. “Please Charles, fill me up. Fuck me full, please.”

His eyes darken, his pupils blown so wide the color of his eyes is almost unseeable. He starts pushing into me, the tip slipping in and then I’m aware of the burn of stretching to take him in.

I whine, my hand grasping at his biceps and squeezing, my nails digging into his flesh. “Too big!”

Charles looks down and I follow, watching how my pussy is stretching around the girth of his cock. Charles is big, and not only his dick. He’s bigger than me in general. Standing next to him, I only reach up to his shoulder. His hands are big enough to cover mine whole and then some more.

Getting his dick in me, especially without much prep, is always a challenge. A welcome one but a challenge nonetheless. 

I feel his lips press against my forehead as he continues to push himself in. Inch after inch disappearing into my cunt. “Don’t worry pretty girl,” he says, lips brushing against my skin with each word. “I’ll make it fit. I always make it fit.”

True to his word, Charles does make himself fit. After a few moments his hips are flush against mine and his dick is balls deep inside of me. The burn on the stretch is quickly gone, replaced by the pleasure that fills my body once he begins slowly thrusting.

“Look at how well you’re taking me,” he says, his hips starting to speed up. The once slow thrusts are turning into hard thrusts that somehow make his cock go impossibly deeper into me every time. 

“You were made just for me,” Charles says, and I find myself nodding along. “My pretty little cocksleeve. Wrapped so well around me, just squeezing me in and keeping me warm.”

I feel my cheeks warm and burn from his words. “Charles, fuck!” I moan, trying to hide my face into the crook of his neck. “Feels so good, please don’t stop.”

It feels like my whole body is burning and instead of blood it’s lava coursing through my veins. I can barely think from how good Charles is making me feel. Even more so when his fingers reach out to stroke my clit.

“Fuck, mon coeur.” Charles groans, the rhythm of his thrusts not slowing down. “You’re squeezing me so tight, I never wanna leave this cunt. Could just stay buried in you forever and bring you everywhere with me to keep my cock warm and wet. You’d like that wouldn’t you? Being my very own pocket pussy, for me to use whenever I please.”

“Gonna cum! Please!” I can barely make out any words. My moans turn into sobs of pleasure when he presses his fingers down on my clit, harsher than before, and rubs it in fast circles while his hips snap into mine, his balls slapping against my ass.

“Go on, pretty girl,” he growls, his breath hot against my skin. “Cum around me and then I’m gonna fill you up.” The sound of skin slapping against skin is almost as loud as the sound of my moans. “Fill you up with my cum until you’re all round and full of my child. Gonna look so fucking sexy pregnant with my baby.”

I all but scream in pleasure once I finally cum, my legs wrapping around his waist and trapping him inside of me. My walls squeeze around his cock and within moments Charles is coming as well, groaning as his cum spills into me, painting my walls.

We pause for a few moments to catch our breaths before Charles is gently pulling himself out of me, the head of his cock slipping out with a loud pop. 

His gaze is fixated on my pussy, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. “Fuck, I love watching my cum leak out of your pussy.” He says, his fingers reaching down to collect some of it and then pushing it back inside, making me whine because of overstimulation.

Charles cups my face and leans in to kiss me. His lips are gentle and his tongue slowly strokes against my own, making me moan into his mouth. When he pulls away he smiles at me. “You did so good for me, mon coeur.” He gets up from the bed and scoops me up into his arms and I hum, feeling the warmth of his skin. “Come on, let’s take a bath.” And then he carries me into the bathroom.

[whore4abby]

CAN YOU PLEASE WRITE ABBY GIVING YOU BIRTHDAY SEX (it’s my birthday LMFAO) and her just being sweet and gentle but also giving it to you goooddddd

birthday girl; abby anderson

warnings; smut - cunnilingus (r), strap-on usage (r), mdni

wc; 0.7k

an; also im sorry this is like a month late (happy belated birthday!!!! <3) but i finally got around to writing it and i decided to be a slut and post it on my own birthday hehe🤭

you’re laid on your back against the plush clean sheets of your bed after such an eventful day of abby taking you out shopping - with her credit card of course. which was followed by her taking you out to dinner at a super fancy restaurant, the two of you sitting together in a private booth over-looking the city.

abby is above you, kissing up and down your neck pulling away occasionally to whisper sweet nothings to you softly. and eventually with practiced ease, she kneels down between your spread legs. she positions her mouth directly over your waiting pussy and sucks greedily at your clit, following up with a firm wet swipe of her tongue. the tip of her tongue slipping inside of you, circling around lazily before she begins to press her face further into you, lapping up all your slick.

her calloused hands reach underneath you, cupping your ass cheeks as she laps at you sloppily, your slick splattering across your inner thighs. “fuck, abs~” you whine out and your hand makes its way to the back of her head, thighs involuntarily clamping around her head, a mocking laugh leaving her throat as she pushes your knees apart, gazing down to see how wet you are.

“shit, baby. never get tired of this fuckin cunt.” her pupils are blown wide as she catches sight of your sticky folds, slick practically oozing out of your tight hole. a low whine falling from your lips as she pulls away, “why’d you stop!? please”

abby ignores your pleas but finally drops her head back down to continue her onslaught now with a sense of urgency as she can tell you're getting close. she attaches her lips to your swollen clit, wholly sucking it into her warm mouth, “m’gonna cum~” you moan and writhe around beneath her as your release spills out onto her tongue.

she kisses at your inner thighs before pulling back, wiping away your cum from her chin haphazardly before standing up at the side of the bed and pulling you towards her by your hips, you ass resting on the edge of the bed.

she nudges the tip of her against your slit a couple times to wetten it before she sinks inside. your eyes flutter closed as she completely fills you up, stretching you out around the purple silicone, “bet this is the only thing you wanted, huh? to be filled up by me, huh birthday girl?” the sound of her low voice causing your eyes to open and you nod, struggling to form words as you're still so fucked out from the last orgasm she gave you mere seconds ago, “m-mhm.”

that all too familiar cocky look spreads across her face and she retracts her hips before pushing back into you again, mushroomed tip kissing against your cervix as she gets into a steady rhythm, “look at you swallowing me up. sucha good girl~” she leans forward and connects your mouths together to give you open-mouthed kisses, her tongue slipping into your mouth and letting you taste the remnants of your release.

abby pulls away and briefly cradles your face in her hands, “fuck, you’re so beautiful.” she whispers, planting her hands on your hips to pull you into her each stroke. your inner walls clench around her cock, and you’re grasping at the back of her neck trying to keep her close as she buries herself to the hilt inside you, her own wetness seeping through the thin cotton and mixing together with yours, leaving the crotch of her boxers utterly soaked.

“you gonna cum?” she whispers against your lips, speeding up her thrusts and hitting that sweet spot inside you with every stroke. you nod dumbly, looking up into her eyes as choked out words leaving you wet lips, “uh huh.”

“cum for me, baby~” she pants out between rough, breathless gasps as she speeds her thrusts up slightly, you whimper at the sensation, arching your back and gripping at her hair to keep her as close as humanly possible. she shudders and grunts as she watches you cum. she moans loudly and bucks her hips, thrusting roughly into you as she reaches her own climax.

“goddamn, babe.” she purrs with a playful smirk, kissing you deeply. she slowly pulls out of your body with a wet pop, her cock slipping out before she rolls onto her back, pulling you along so you’re laying half on top of her.

[tojisth3rdwife]

⚠️nsfw/mdni⚠️

You knew Toji was crazy when he sucked your clit hard as fuck the second he felt you cumming. Like hard enough to hurt a little and his fingers would keep pumping your pulsing walls while he hummed encouragingly.

Your first mistake was telling him early on in the relationship that no one had ever made you cum from head with clitoral stimulation alone and the way he scoffed at you in disbelief should have been your first clue.

“Its true. No one’s ever done it. I mean theyve come close but..” you trail off and Toji scoffs again.

“Coming close doesnt mean shit if they didnt do it. I know I can though. Its not hard...” he chuffed and you perked an incredulous brow at him.

“Oh you can huh?” You smirk, ignoring the way his confidence was making you press your thighs together.

“Mmhm..” Toji just hummed, similarly to how he was humminh against your pussy right now.

The irony.

Sloppy wet squelching sounds filled the room as Toji’s thick fingers milked your spasming walls. His lips were suctioned on your clit and his free hand laid flat against your tummy. His strong ass was able to keep you from running with just that one hand.

“Toji..T-toji..ah!” You whined and writhed pitifully under his control. He was overstimulating you to tears and he knew exactly what he was doing.

The after shocks of your orgasm were fading and a fresh climax was cresting just from Toji sucking and flicking his tongue over your swollen clit. It only took a few more seconds for you to cum again, its intensity snatching your breath from you.

Your hands fisted the sheets so hard that a corner pulled up from the corner of the mattress and Toji growled against you when you tried running from him again.

“Uh uhn baby..” his deep rasp vibrated against your cunt.

“Im nowhere near being done. Who was it that said they couldnt cum from head?” Toji teased, now stroking your walls slowly but with just enough pressure to make your teary eyes flutter.

You could just barely see the smuggness on Toji’s wet face when you looked down at him.

“I…oh fuck…I did..” you find the sense to respond as Toji’s slick tongue licked a slow and flat over your tingling clit. He hummed in agreement before slurping it obnoxiously loud between his lips, pulling a pitiful moan for mercy from you.

“..and what did I just do?” Toji pulls off of your clit to ask, looking even more smug than before. The scarred corner of his mouth lifted in a lopsided grin that shined from your pussy’s juices. His hair was messy from you grabbing and pulling it and his sea-foam gaze was dark with pupils blown in ecstasy.

Fuck he looked so good, even when he was a little condescending.

When you didn’t respond immediately, Toji’s fingers start fucking into you deeper and pick up their pace, rubbing you g-spot with intention. You were already close to your third orgasm within minutes of the first and second, shaking and breathlessly keening Toji’s name.

“Yep..tell your neighbors who just made you cum, baby. I want them to hear it..”

The lewdness of how sloppy and wet your pussy was sounding right now had your face warming with a blush only Toji could see and it spurned him on to finger fuck you even harder. Your back arched up from the mattress when your pussy finally gushed all over Toji’s fingers, your cum splashing everywhere and soaking the sheets.

Toji’s mean chuckles melded into muffled groans of satisfaction as he stuck his tongue inside of you above his fingers, which were still pulling st your trigger and milking you for all that you had to give him.

“Mmmhmmm..” he whimpered sexily as he drank you in, gulping and lapping at your fluttering pussy until all of the tension left your body.

Your legs go limp and Toji finally withdraws his fingers. He gives you a few more slow licks from hole to clit for good measure before pulling his face away from your sex, sitting back on his knees. He admired the way you looked, entire body glistening from sweat, face relaxed and eyes glazed. Your legs still spread and wet pussy still calling to him. His dick was as solid as a brick right now and the hand covered in your cum was already dipping under his waistband and stroking it.

He used his ‘clean’ hand rub up your thigh tenderly, getting your attention. You were both still panting as if you’d just ran a mile and Toji hadn’t even fucked you yet. You were starting to understand now that Toji wasn’t a man that just talked a big game. He could back it up too.

“Hey…Told you..” he utters as if he could read your mind, licking his lips and smiling down at you as if he’d just beat you at some game.

And highkey, he did.

Do with that what you will…

[zweiginator]

"Maybe you should respect yourself more"

EM

Gives law student pat energy - maybe you're having angry hate sex after weeks of just hating each other

Thinking about this in the context of oral arguments!!! being paired with patrick and it’s all just an assignment but you’re both competitive and argumentative and now your grade is on the line. and the whole year patrick has been getting on your nerves; he never listens to a word you say, he steals your ideas, he mansplains concepts that you show a clear understanding of.

So as your professor reads off the pairings you’re looking throughout the classroom, realizing that she only has your and patrick’s names left from the roster.

It’s a month of avoiding each other. you don’t want the other to know your arguments, your counter arguments, the cases you meticulously searched for and rifled through for any relevant rule of law.

“Will you give me a hint?” patrick sneaks up behind you at the library.

“we aren’t supposed to work together.” you’re blunt about it, tilting your laptop away from him.

“It’s nine pm. nobody is here.”

“It’s not about that.”

you start to type again. patrick sits down next to you.

“arguments are tomorrow. i think you’ve done enough. don’t you have to, like, memorize it now?”

“can you stop acting like i don’t know what im fucking doing?”

“can you stop being a bitch and tell me what you’re arguing so we can argue it, get a good grade and fucking move on with our lives?”

you slam your laptop shut. “don’t fucking talk to me like that.”

and as you move to shove him away from you, he grabs your wrist.

“don’t fucking shove me.” he pauses before letting go of you. “nobody is here. we have to be at the courthouse at 8:30 tomorrow. it would be a lot easier if you just helped me out.”

you take your glasses off and furrow your eyebrows. “patrick, we are arguing against each other. and anyway, i don’t like you. i think you’re a prick. i think you’re a know-it-all. i think you’re spoiled and rude and entitled.”

he smirks. “anything else? i can go too.”

“i have to go.”

“no you don’t.”

and he grabs your wrist again. this time, he raises his eyebrows like he’s testing you. seeing how far he can take this.

“give me a hint.”

you get closer to him, your eyes flitting from his blown pupils to his pink, bitten lips. “beg me and maybe i’ll budge.”

“i’m not begging for anything.”

you grab your book bag and shove your textbook under your arm, flustered from him.

“i’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

and at 8 am sharp, you’re both at the courthouse. you’re early, you’re surprised he is too. patrick is smoking in the alley, dressed in a grey suit. you tug your pencil skirt down a bit further. and you hate to admit it, but patrick looks so fucking good and your nerves make your hands shake, the stack of notecards tucked inside threatening to fall onto the pavement.

he shakes his head at you as he puts the cigarette out under his shoe. and as he strides past you, he whispers in your ear.

“good luck, sweetheart.”

it’s so condescending, that it fuels your fire. and thirty joint minutes of arguments become heated. neither of you can tell who’s winning because your personal hatred for each other rears its angry head, threatens its way through your speech. the mock judge has to put his foot down when time is up.

“that was very, um—heated.” he straightens his documents , pushing his bifocals up his nose. “but i believe our winner is mister zweig. although id say this was close. i’d work on keeping composed; in practice this will have actual clients and reputation on the case. i’d sort out whatever animosity exists between you two before it interferes with your profession.”

patrick straightens his tie. he doesn’t take his eyes off you.

“yes, your honor. i agree completely.”

and in the hallway, you’re heated. you should’ve won. you knew the fucking rules. you knew the exceptions and the case law and you rebutted his arguments perfectly.

“don’t be mad. maybe next time?”

you grab his tie in your fist. for the first time, patrick looks truly taken aback by you.

“i fucking hate you.” you spit.

patrick doesn’t like that this shoots blood straight to his cock.

“no you don’t.”

your noses are touching. patrick backs you into the stairwell.

“we dont want to ruin our reputation, do we?”

“like you give a fuck about your reputation.”

patrick grabs your hand, pushing it onto his erection.

“right now i’d throw it all away.”

and you should rip your hand away, slap him across the face and walk away. you squeeze him.

he slams his lips against yours. his hand finds your jaw, fingers strong on the back of your head.

"i want nothing to do with you." you push him away, but his eyes are dark, his tie loosened. his lips are smeared with your lip gloss, mouth ajar. you taste cigarettes and spearmint.

but you go back for more, letting him back you against the wall. your hands yank his shirt from his trousers, feeling up his abdomen, his chest, up to his neck. you squeeze.

he yanks your hair back.

"you're not in control here."

"i'm not?" you yank on his tie.

"no. you're not."

he flips you around, pressing your cheek against exposed brick. it hurts. you don't care.

hooking a finger in your mouth, he smirks at you. "no fucking self respect." he uses his other hand to bunch your skirt up, forcing your panties to the side. "you fucking hate me. you don't want anything to do with me." he pushes another finger in your mouth. you choke. "but look at you." he takes his fingers out with a pop. you try to turn around to face him.

he's stronger than you. he fumbles with his belt.

"do you want me to fuck you?" he asks it lowly, against the shell of your ear.

"no." it's a blatant lie; patrick lets go of you.

but you just don't want to admit it. you don't move an inch. it's you that pulls him back into you. mumbling into his mouth how you don't want him, how you should've won.

he gnaws on your lip, forcing his tongue into your mouth as he hikes your leg up.

"but you didn't win." he wraps a hand around your throat. "i did."

he pulls himself out of his pants, and lines himself up before quickly deciding to turn you back around, so he can fuck you from behind.

"what's--"

"I'm not fucking making love to you." he shoves himself inside you. "i'm using you."

[comet-forgot-you]

Just found you through the Tara fic. Now I gotta go read all of your Mikey madison ones 🙏

Req— bttm!Tara and mean!top!reader, something with pussy spank and squirting? Overstimulation too if you want! Thank you.

Feel free to ignore too!

smut. 18+ pls.

tara being an absolute brat all day, so much attitude all day you just have to put her in her place when the two of you get home. you make her hold a vibrator against her clit as you fuck into her. shes already cum twice and her shaky legs were there to show for it. you had no intention of stopping anytime soon. you were going to fuck the attitude out of her no matter how long it was going to take.

“fuck, im going to cum, please, fuck.” tara whines out, high pitched moans falling from her lips. she cums seconds later, her head thrown back, free hand gripping the sheets below her. “fuck!” she tears the vibrator away from her overstimulated cunt and you furrow your brows.

“did i say you could stop?” you slap her cunt to bring her attention back to you. it forced a yelp out of the girl, her eyes widening as she looks up at you. you slap her cunt again, a high pitched moan falling from her lips, before you grab her hand, returning the vibrator to her clit.

you lean down, strap buried inside of the girl. you grab her jaw and tara looks at you with blown eyes, lust consuming every part of her. “you were a brat all day. you’re going to listen to me and we’re not stopping till all of that attitude is fucked out of you, yeah?” she nods the best she can, a whine falling from her lips. “use your words.”

tara lets out a shaky breath, “we’re not stopping till the attitude is gone.” you smile, pulling away from her to continue fucking into her.

“good.”

your pace picks up immediately, the lewd sounds of her cunt and vibrations fill the air between you two. its hot, and youre sure that if tara wasnt so fucked out, she’d be a little embarrassed.

her fourth orgasm comes minutes later, followed by a slew of curses and moans from the girl beneath you. your thumb rubs her hip for comfort, grounding her in a way, your pace doesnt stop, though, still fucking into her so quickly.

minutes later, tara’s eyes are widening, free hand moving up to grab your wrist. “fuck! wait, wait!” tara whines, but you dont let up. wetness coats your waist and you look down to catch the last of taras orgasm. she fucking squirted. you smile, and tara lets the vibrator go, using both hands to hold onto you. “t’s too much, wait. please, too fucking much, hold on.” you slow to a stop inside of her, taking the vibrator from her overstimulated cunt.

“its okay baby, we’re done. you did so good for me,” you whisper, pulling out of her slowly. it forces a whine from her, her breathing heavy. “did so good for me baby,” you mumble out, pushing the hair stuck to her sweaty face back. “such a good girl, all for me.” tara nods in agreement, too fucked out to form a sentence.

your mind was stuck in one place. tara had squirted. she hadnt done it before and god did you love it. you made a mental note to aim for it every single time you fucked her. tara reaches a shaky hand out for your own, something she always did. you take her hand into yours, stroking the back of it with your thumb.

“so good for me.”

[loveindefinitely]

obsessed gaz 'nd soap with a needy reader !! nsfw

"oh, fuck," you whine, eyes squeezed shut, breaths coming out in short pants.

your core tightens as kyle swipes his tongue against your clit, one of his fingers circling your entrance with heated, torturous movements. your hand fists in the base of his hair, pulling him in closer to your needy cunt.

"aw, lass, tha's a good girl," johnny coos, brushing your slightly sweaty hair behind your ears with a press of a kiss to the side of your head. your head rests against his shoulder, kyle's head between your legs with his arms wrapped around your spread thighs like a lifeline. he eats you out like a man starved, the sounds obscene in the near-silence of the room.

sensual music plays in the background, the beat of it thrumming in your chest along with the heat spiralling through your sensitive body.

kyle pulls away just far enough to pant against your swollen pussy, his exhales sending shivers down your spine against your slicked thighs. he looks up at you from his position, honey eyes fully blown out with black. he looks like sin; his light spattering of facial hair dripping with your essence, his hands tightening their hold around your thighs.

"you taste like heaven, love," he murmurs, pressing a few short, adoring kisses around your inner thighs, before placing one more on your clit. when you whimper, johnny's frame shifts with a soft chuckle.

"looks like it too, aye?" johnny whispers, and you watch as kyle shifts his kyle from you to his other partner. johnny's bulky, muscle-corded arm tightens its hold around your waist, the two communicating silently over your shoulder. "look at ye both. so fucked out."

"shut it," kyle warns, but the timbre in his tone only adds to the need in your stomach.

"please," you gasp out, eyes fluttering shut as kyle lazily swipes two of his fingers over your cunt, like it's a second thought. "please. i want it."

"what do ye want, hen?" johnny taunts, the words said against your ear, his lips dragging from the cartilage to the nape of your neck with slow, moist tracks. you can't supress the small shiver that alights down your spine.

your brows furrow, and you tilt your head back to look up at johnny with a pout. "you know what i want..." you try to reason, but when kyle leans in once more to lick over your cunt, his eyes completely focused on yours when you look back down at him, you let out a pathetic huff.

"let us hear it," kyle insists, his lips brushing against your clit as he says them, and oh, "love. need to hear you say how much you want us. you have no idea how much we need you -- fuck, love, please."

you're helpless to do anything but agree to such a genuine request.

"please fuck me," you acquiesce, one handing finding kyle's hair once more, and the other moving behind you to curl around the back of johnny's neck for leverage. "need you to show me. c'mon, c'mon."

"good girl, lass," johnny hisses out, and you can feel the shape of his dick against your lower back -- short, barely-there thrusts against the dip of it. "our princess, aye? perfect for us, look at 'im, that's it, use his pretty face, atta girl," he continues, his accent thickening as his lust deepens, his rutting against your back becoming harsher with each word.

kyle thrusts both fingers into you with little preamble, forcing a moan out of you, his own sending vibrations against your clit as he continue to tease it with his mouth.

candles burn on the bedside table, the only light omitted in your shared bedroom. the smell of vanilla and rose only adds to your arousal, the sensuality of it all making it feel more like making love than anything.

"lemme fuck yer hand, hen," johnny demands, voice coming out tight and borderline desperate, his calloused hand wrapping around your wrist and pressing your hand against his boxer-covered length. it throbs against your palm, a spot on the fabric damp from his pre-cum. "yer both so hot, need you both so bad, god, love you so fuckin' much, i'll kill for ye, i fuckin' swear --"

kyle doesn't stop fingering you, but he does move away from your clit to look up at johnny, his eyes heavy lidded and curls a mess from your demanding hand. "johnny," he manages to say, sounding unbelievably pussy-drunk, "use 'er mouth."

without a word, they both move you around, head in johnny's lap and ass in the air, kyle's hands soothingly stroking over your cheeks.

looking up with glassy, innocent eyes, johnny's smirk is all tooth when he teases;

"ye ready, stunnin'?"

[rookiesbookies]

Please I need more strength kink like you wrote for König but for the text of the COD men. Does Soap show off and lift heavier when he sees you saunter into the gym? Does Ghost try not to pay attention as you stare? I am down bad for these boys

So this is the most recent ask Ive gotten but dont fret my other requesters, yalls are taking more time bc they’re longer form pieces (I dont want to spoil but honeymoon/consummation night with Ghost (doing some research for this one), some Konig wifey bits (there’s two or three), and Ghost’s wife wearing his mask) Im so excited you all are interacting with me I just wanna say. I love you all *MUAH* big kiss.

Also I took Keegan off this one bc I don’t think I have a lot of Keegan fans reading? (ik I love him tho) so if anyone wants it just put a comment and I’ll write one and edit it so its in here.

Edit right here: I put Keegan down at the bottom. Dw Keegan girlies he’s here now.

Another edit: I put Krueger bc a reblog asked for it

Without much more here’s:

Strength Kink with the 141

Masterlist is pinned as always, also let me know if yall want any as full blown fics.

Price

Price is an “old dog” as he calls himself. He knows he’s getting softer, the wrinkles are setting in, he doesn't quite have the body he used to as a LT. Kinda got a dad bod after adopting 3 boys.

First time he sees you drool over him? He is down fucking bad. Will do anything to see his sweet lady all red in the face over him again.

Fucking saunters over to you, hits you with “you can feel if ya like, love. Go on.” just holds his arms away from his chest while he’s in his tank top.

If you take him up on this offer (and I assume yall are dating at this point) and even just grab at a peck, he is tense. His abs are tight, his butt is clenched, he is doing it all to seem like he still has his young and sharp LT body.

He knows you dont care and love his dad bod and all his soft pillowy goodness but sometimes he feels like the pillsbury dough boy.

Absolutely would pick you up and carry you bridal style at any chance.

Tells you he’s “just practicing” however he is very clearly showing off.

If you come find him at the gym to drool all over him, that max he was only supposed to do one of per set, he is not repping.

“John, are you sure- I’ve never seen you lift this much you look red-”

“I'm alright, love, just doing my reps trying to set a new pr.” Little do you know that by repping this, this is his new pr.

Gaz and Soap are sitting there mouth open because Price has never done that and not fallen over and now he just KEEPS. GOING.

And Price’s wife just keeps drooling over him as Simon spots the poor guy.

(This is what i mean btw)

Soap

The worst about it of them all.

I'm telling you right now, if you have an oral fixation on his muscles, he will mate for life like a swan. Because if you mark up his muscles he will do EVERY SINGLE WORK OUT shirtless until Ghost is like “Johnny. You look like a slut and smell like a whore with all that cologne. We’re in the bloody gym.”

He will walk around shirtless in the tightest sweatpants to show off his thighs and abs to you.

Will bench press you.

Put your weight on the hip thrust and will call you over or send videos of him doing it.

If you’re sitting somewhere he will just pick you up and move you for the hell of it under the excuse he wanted to sit there just to see you get red.

If you compliment his body once, I'M TELLING YOU ONE TIME, he will buy the TIGHTEST shirts imaginable around the house to show off his shoulders, back, pecs, biceps, and abs.

If you even mention having a bad day, your face is going between his pecs. He also absolutely can do the thing where he can flex them one at a time and he does it 24/7 for fun.

Catch him planking at the gym?

Feeling bold?Let’s shimmy under the poor bastard to look up at him.

“Do push ups.”

“Bonnie, the fuck you mean-”

“Come down, get a kiss, and go back up?”

“And if I fall? Which I won’t but I gotta ask.”

“Can’t feel any worse than when you dive onto the bed to wake me up in the mornings.”

He’s floored. Goes down, gets his kiss, comes up.

Price has watched Soap do more pushups than he ever has outside of a punishment when he was in basic training. Johnny has half the mind to let himself drop, smoother you in sweaty hugs and kisses. But he doesn’t. Not until he’s shown off. It’s embarrassing how much sweat is dripping from him though. He’ll just say you both need a shower.

Ghost

Totally doesn't flex when he hugs you.

Oh you think he does?

If you ask him, you’re wrong. Simon is the most casual of them all.

He’ll just randomly pick you up.

Like throw you over his shoulder, hold you like a koala, bridal style, you name it. Unlike Price, who is more careful about it, Simon has been doing exercises to work on his balance so he can safely carry you down a flight on stairs.

If he catches you staring, its over for him. He’s blushing under his lil mask, acting like he doesnt see you.

If you walk up and open your mouth to talk to him, he’s not listening to a word of that blabbery. He’s focused on the way you watch his legs while he’s in the leg press. How if he flexes a bit more you have the pause so you don’t choke on your words.

If you’re the bold on and you get down to the level of his head because he can’t easily escape this machine right now to say something. I'm thinking like a “Simon, I’m going to need a thigh riding session at 1800 hours. Put that on your damn schedule.” And just walk out. Don’t elaborate.

He’s struggling to get out of the machine, considering chasing after you, possibly having a stroke over it. He’s so flustered he’s down right gasping for air. If he didn’t have shit to do today he’d scoop you up and show you want all these muscles could do just to get you to feel like how flustered he is.

Konig

(see the fic about his wife seeing him lift, its on my masterlist (its pinned))

Gaz

By the time you’ve started dating, you know Gaz is jacked. Just look at him ffs. Anyone could see it.

So you do the only reasonable thing and insist on being his gym partner.

And in turn he will insist on spotting your squats.

If you get so nervous you fail a set his plan springs into action. Bro has it lifted in one hand. He doesn't care if it's a lot. He WILL be lifting it in one hand just so you can see how strong he is.

“Kiss for your savor?” He asks.

“Sure.” You reply, pecking his lips.

But no no no.

“Love, I meant you’re actual savor.” He’d say, flexing that one arm and pointing to it.

Just roll your eyes and do it. It’s easier.

He is GLOWING for the rest of the day. He will now take any and all opportunities to lift heavy things for you.

That big box? Lifted. Come kiss his muscles. Cuz if you don’t he's picking you up and putting you in air jail for being ungrateful.

I feel like because Gaz is so lean its kinda a sleeper build situation? Could be completely using that term wrong but IDC.

Lowkey loves nothing more than you feeling up his abs under his shirt when yall are going to bed. Like your hands feel so nice on them when he’s flexing extra hard so they’re rock solid for you.

First time yall cuddled he almost passed out because he was trying to keep his muscles flexed for so long.

Edit: here’s Keegan

Keegan

Keegan was always walking around the house in the sluttiest tank tops and the lowest waist line sweatpants you’ve ever seen.

He had been showing off since he first met you, so I’ll tell you how it happened.

What did he wear on your first date? Tight ass t shirt and a leather jacket with black jeans.

He essentially was giving a strip show when he slowly took off that jacket, made sure you were watching when he did it with a smug look.

“What wrong, doll? Distracted?” He was definitely flexing hard. Pecs and biceps on full display and don't get me started on how he was clenching to get his abs to show through.

He made sure to get real close to.

Oh dear is that a dirty puddle, let him just… yk… casually pick you up to carry you over the smallest puddle ever.

And when he’s at the gym? You are getting tons of selfies. Those videos of him curling weights that are slightly too heavy all because he knows you like the sound of the groans he makes as he struggles to lift it. Oh he is hip thrusting your weight and a half, so you know you’ll never be too heavy. There’s a video he sent that was 10+ minutes of just him thrusting your weight. You honestly thought it was looped.

Oh and he carries your weight when he runs on the treadmill so he knows he and run and keep you safe if need be.

Here’s Krueger (i got carried away, enjoy)

Krueger:

Sebstian knows he’s already strong.

Picking you up and benching you is his favorite hobby. The way you can't help but giggle and he has to scold you to stop wiggling.

He’s always throw around his weight with you. He knows he’s a big. He loves to lay on you to stop you from moving.

Loves to have you lay on his torso with the weight at his hips as he works on his hip thrusts. Got kicked out of a gym because it was dangerous so he got weights to do it at home. Will do it shirtless so you can trace his tattoos.

Definitely has never told you he committed murder because he doesn’t want you to stop looking at him like he’s your savior as you rub his sore muscles.

God he loves having you rub his muscles, he just tries not to drool as you rub his calves and biceps with all the force your hands can muster to gently rub the knots away. One time he felt so good he almost cried as you rubbed one out of the back of his neck, he got so bricked he couldnt help it he felt like he was gasping for air the pleasure was so intense.

He’d never tell you that tho, no he’d rather die and speak up and tell you how good it feels when your massage his muscles while planting small kisses after every knot you work out. Definitely going to keep asking you to work his aches away… wonder if he can convince you he has a knot in his dick, no no wouldn’t do that to you not yet.

[sturniolo04]

Sweatpants M.S.

Bf!Matt x Gf!Fem!Reader

Summary: savannah is obessed with her boyfriends sweatpants for very obvious reasons.

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

*you know I had to write this and post it after the vlog today hehe :)*

Just like any other non busy day in savannah and matt's career, matt spent the night at your house.

"good morning princess"

matt greets you at the kitchen counter kissing your forehead, clothed in just grey sweatpants and there it was. Matt's red waistband of his underwear. He knows what he is doing and its almost like his is mocking you everytime he does so.

"sav, savannah hello"

matt reiterates waving his hands in front of you face

"huh oh shit sorry"

savannah chuckles out lowering her head to her cereal in front of her for breakfast.

"where did you go girl"

he asks the girl sitting in front of him

"no where"

she states simply clearing her throat. You know exactly where her mind went, she could only think about stripping him of his sweatpants and just suck-

"savannah baby"

oh shit you did it again

"huh sorry baby but you and these god damn sweatpants I just want to pull them off"

you groan out

"be my guest"

matt chuckles at you walking over to you as you stood from your seat dropping to your knees, gazing up at him before yanking his sweats and boxers down in one motion, allow his erection to spring free.

"you know what to do yeah"

he hums out running his fingers through your messy hair form it into a makeshift ponytail, pushing your head to where his pink tip touches your lips.

"open up pretty"

he coos taking his length in his free hand tapping it on you lips as you slowly open up taking in just the tip, teasing him.

"fuck"

matt groans out as savannah continue to slip more of him in her mouth.

"oh god so pretty with my dick in your mouth like that"

Savannah pushes her head for her nose to meet her boyfriends pelvis slightly choking on it.

"holy shit girl how can you take that much in your mouth"

matt moans out tipping his head back in the air breaking focus from the beautiful sight below him. Savaanh pull off of him coughing and gasping for air, continuing to kitty lick his tip.

"fuck just like that im gonna cum in that pretty mouth"

matt groans out as you take him whole again in your mouth, nose touching his pelvis after bobbing your head along his shaft a few times.

"fuck fuck fuckk"

he groans out. You guys were so lost in the moment that you didn't realize that Chris was finally coming up the stairs from his room.

"OH MY GOD FUCK"

chris exclaims turning around at the top of the step as he is completely blindsided by his brother getting blown off by his girlfriend.

"uhhh fuck"

matt lets out one final groan as your head stills as he unloads in your mouth, swallowing and showing him your tongue as proof.

"you guys are fucking nasty go to your room for that shit its two feet away"

chris complains going back downstairs forgetting completely what he even came up for.

"oops"

savannah giggles out as matt pulls up his boxers and sweats leaning down placing a loving kiss on your lips.

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[ssseriema]

i got home and slept a good 10 hours so i can properly talk about this now. yay!!!! lifesteal zine is a very special project!!!!!! ive been in a dozen fanzines before and i modded a couple of them, but i think the lifesteal fandom has made this a special one for me. lifesteal is small enough still that you remember most faces you see, and a fan project like this with a physical book and so many goodies is a first of its kind. its seriously so fucking cool, like i still remember those dms i got about making a zine 8 months ago and ive seen it beautifully grow into what it is now

its sort of unbelievable to me that it exists, but also it only exists because of the heart and soul every contributor and mod has put into it. im seriously so proud that we got it off the ground and a million times thankful for any support we receive

please check it out, and if you have the means to please get a copy!!!!! youll be blown away <333

[ratskinsuit]

Hey! Love your writing oneshots so much💗💗. I was thinking abt Adam whos surprisingly being subby bitch for female reader, its up to you whether shes a demon or angel. Do your thing!

MDNI

A/N: Guess who’s back bitchesssssss! >:D sorry it took so long for me to come back, my mental health was real bad, but it’s slightly better now! So I have returned to feed you feral trash pandas, queer possums and fancy rats (lovingly). Updates may be slow because im still very busy but I plan to do a bunch of requests so stay tuned! (ALSO I MAY START WRITING FOR CREEPYPASTA. I’m not much into the fandom though so idk lol)

So Adam always comes off as a Dom to most people right?

Bragging about how he makes you “scream his name” every night

Acting like he’s the one domming you

Presenting himself as a high and mighty god in the bedroom

But that’s all completely wrong

Because what people don’t see is how much of a little fucking bitch he is for you

How he’s often tied up in the bedroom, hands tied above him with a pretty red ribbon

Chest adorned with intricate ties and knots

Legs forcefully spread open, presenting himself to you shamelessly

his wings strapped down behind him, ruffled and twitching

His face red, hair messy and tangled from your hands digging into his scalp

Shoulders covered in bite marks, and back decorated beautifully with scratches (*Cough* masochist *cough*)

Eyes blown out with with lust staring down at you, filled with tears as you tear away yet another orgasm from him

his throat is scratchy from begging, the only sounds he can make out now are slurred, sentences as only being fragments and whines and moans of your name as he drools all over himself

He’s honestly so fucking bratty

He loves pushing your buttons, riling you up so you can fuck his brains out later

pretty loud honestly, but luckily he has soundproof walls, because he would probubly die if anyone ever hear how whiny he could be

honestly so up for public sex, push him up against the wall in a far back alleyway and make him forget his own name

Closet sex? Hell yeah

but you gotta gag him otherwise all of hell and heaven would be able to hear him

He won’t ever shut the fuck up so we know he’s good with his tongue.

Aftercare is usually consisted of you tryna get towels to clean him up and him whining and bitching

A/N: Kinda shitty rn because I’m doing this in like a severe thunderstorm with a high probability of tornadoes and I hate that bs so likeeeee- yeah

[anonyymouslyyours]

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader Smut

Stevie is a bit stressed so reader decides to give him a bj after their shift at scoops ahoy❤️‍🔥🍨

their in the parking spot (in his car) and shes like "just let me take care of you" and blows him

yes.. im very much liking this, yes yes yes. its been a while since ive written smut tho... so im warming up <3

warnings: kissing, pet names, swearing, blow job (act shocked)

your in steves car, the aircon blasting. he parked away from the public area, hidden around a corner where nobody ventures. he sighs, running his hands through his unreasonably soft and fluffy hair.

you rest an arm on his shoulder. "stressed baby?" you ask, looking at him.

"the fucking kids who visit the shop.. a nightmare. they want like 50 samples each and leave without actually getting anything."

"sounds like your a bit worked up.." you whisper, hands trailing from his shoulder and onto his chest. you press him back, into the car seat. his eyes widen, and he turns to look at you, alarmed.

"let me help you out stevie.. hm?" you say, staring at him. he nods, his thoughts already slipping from his pretty head, as you slide across the console, closer to him.

you lean up to kiss him, soft and sweet, for a moment. your hands trail down his chest, nails scratching, as you reach for his trousers, unbuttoning them, and pulling them down to his knees.

"you gonna let me take care of you stevie?" you tease, staring at his blown pupils. you calm his now hard cock through his boxers, and he whines.

you snap his boxer band, and his eyes snap shut, breathing heavily as you lean down to position yourself.

you slip the boxers off, revealing his aching cock, and he moans as you slowly stroke him. you part your lips, kissing his tip teasingly.

"dont be a tease baby.." he whispers, leaning his head back against the seat.

obeying his command, you lean down, swiping your tongue around his dick, before taking him in your mouth.

"fuck-" he exhales, chest heaving as you get to work.

he loves when you suck him off, loves to look down at your wide eyes as they tear up. he loves to pull your hair, push you further down onto his aching cock, until your gagging and begging for him to stop. hes gentler now though, allowing you to do the work.

you pop off, running your tongue from his base to the tip, just how he likes. you know what he wants, and exactly how he likes it. soon, he knuckles are turning white as he grips the seat, letting out loud groans of pleasure as you suck him just right.

hes close, you can feel it in the way his thighs are tightening, and his cock seems painfully hard.

"shit." he whispers, breathless, reaching his hand up to grip your hair. "so fucking close babe.." he says.

he tugs your hair, urging you to go harder, and you do so.

"fuck- yes your so good to me- im right there." he groans, finally releasing into your mouth, chest heaving.

he guides your head up, kissing you messily and reaching to grab at you, grounding himself in the kiss.

"your so good to me sweetheart, treat me so fucking well."