#luke james x black!reader

[saturnville]

naked.

pairing: luke james inspired male oc x black fem reader. warning: 18+ sensuality + imagery. inspiration: naked by marques houston (luke james cover).

note: if u saw tank’s tiny desk concert, then u saw luke’s brief rendition of “naked” by marques houston. i need a full cover.

The lights were lost in the darkness of the night. A candle in the entryway acted as the sole indicator of light. He didn’t need it—he easily found his way around her body with his calloused fingertips and soft lips.

Though her silhouette was the sole object illuminated by the candlelight, he saw a small glimpse of her eyes. Pools of melted chocolate with boats of honey, drifting down streams of vanilla cream.

Then her lips. Marshmallow lips coated in sweet sugar.

His curious hands touched, rubbed, and caressed every inch of her physique. They landed on the sweetness between her thighs. Sticky fingers dipped in chocolate syrup—delicious against awaiting tastebuds.

Her lips fell ajar as he toyed with the place she craved him the most. His tongue traced her chest. Candy mounds on a plate of hot caramel.

Down her canvas he descended until he was met met by her plush thighs. He nudged them open softly. Golden-wrapped riches guarded by the lips of an edible treasure chest.

Devilishly sweet.

[blackelysian]

HELP!

Im stuck choosing who I want to use for my next one shot. Im going for a sexy but ain't shit kinda vibe lol

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[cruel-seduction]

It’s like a full-blown addiction, but instead of drugs or booze, it’s this fictional guy who’s got her wrapped around his finger. She knows it’s fucked up—knows she’s out here daydreaming about someone who’s not even real—but who cares? This guy? He’s everything. He’s charming in the worst ways, flawed in every possible sense, but there’s just something about him that has her hooked. He doesn’t even know she exists, but she’s ready to fight anyone who says a word against him. Seriously, she’ll defend his honor like it’s a fucking life-or-death mission.

He’s a goddamn trainwreck, but he’s her trainwreck. She’ll put up with all his baggage, his emotional scars, his dark sides, because somehow, that brokenness makes him feel more real to her than any real guy could. He’s messed up, but she’ll fix him in her head every single time. Maybe it’s that thrill of knowing he’s dangerous and untouchable that makes him even more irresistible. He might break her heart in a hundred ways, but it’s the kind of heartbreak that makes her feel alive, even if it hurts like hell.

And it’s never gonna happen, right? She knows that. He’s not gonna waltz into her life and sweep her off her feet. But it doesn’t matter. Because she gets to have him on her terms—no messy reality, no awkward first dates, no risking her heart for real. He’s always there when she needs him, in that perfect little bubble of fantasy she’s built for herself. And maybe she’s a little crazy for it, but at least with him, she’s never disappointed. Every time she replays his scenes, reads the fanfics, imagines their future together—it's like a high she can never quite shake. She knows it's all just a mindfuck, but she’s never felt more alive.

[bethsvrse]

me staring at my ceiling after y/n does the most FLABBERGASTING thing ever

[natti-ice]

being completely obsessed with him stretching you out

18+ mdni

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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he’s always been very well endowed, when you first started hooking up you realized he’s much bigger than anyone you’ve ever been with before- at first it was intimidating, until you found out how much you love being filled up by him. He gently runs his tip up and down your slit, making you whimper as it gently grazes your clit, he lets out a pleased hum as he watches your reaction. “Easy baby, I’ll be gentle I promise- stay still for me” you try so hard to ground yourself, gripping onto the bed sheets as you anticipate his entry, you could feel your arousal dripping down to your ass. He lines himself up with your entrance and slowly slips the tip in, immediately his girth starts to stretch you, you always gasp softly no matter how many times you’ve done this it still feels like the first.

A deep groan rumbles through his chest “shit, you’re so fucking wet for me sweetheart.” your eyes shut as the pleasure washes over you, he slowly pumps into you adding a little bit more of his length with each stroke until he’s all the way in. You can feel every detail of his cock against your walls, you’ve never known such bliss before- you didn’t even want to cum, you wanted to stay in this moment forever.

[that1nerd-20]

When a fanfic writer puts a nickname you think Is icky in their smut fic

[etclouie-masterlists]

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 kinktober masterlist

ཐི♡ཋྀ welcome to my first kinktober, i’m lowk really nervous for this, so be kind please. please read all the warnings posted on each fic, they're all listed, and if anythings missing lmk! all works are fem reader

ཐི♡ཋྀ prompts used from this post, full credit to them for all prompts used

ཐི♡ཋྀ all work on @etclouie and can be found under #ᯓ⭒ louie’s kinktober ’24 .ᐟ

ཐི♡ཋྀ candy divider used in each post is by @strangergraphics

go to main masterlist?

day one; overstimulation - Glenn Rhee

day two; praise kink - Alex Keller

day three; car sex - Abraham Ford

day four; creampie - Soap MacTavish

day five; begging - Shane Walsh

day six; cockwarming - Sirius Black

day seven; size kink - Simon Riley

day eight; jealousy - Rick Grimes

day nine; breeding kink - Oscar 'Spooky' Diaz

day ten; dirty talk - Shane Walsh

day eleven; choking - Negan Smith

day twelve; oral sex - Juice Ortiz

day thirteen; mirror sex - Soap MacTavish

day fourteen; thigh riding - Spencer Reid

day fifteen; first time - Chibs Telford

day sixteen; shower sex - Derek Morgan

day seventeen; office sex - Aaron Hotchner

day eighteen; late night sex - Jax Teller

day nineteen; outdoor sex - Daryl Dixon

day twenty; sugar daddy - John Price

day twenty-one; one night stand - James Potter

day twenty-two; sex on film - Kyle Garrick

day twenty-three; pillow talk - Jax Teller

day twenty-four; mask sex - Simon Riley

day twenty-five; uniform sex - Shane Walsh and Rick Grimes

day twenty-six; nudes - Chibs Telford

day twenty-seven; spanking - Negan Smith

day twenty-eight; early morning sex - Daryl Dixon

day twenty-nine; secret relationship sex - Merle Dixon

day thirty; handcuffs - Luke Alvez

day thirty-one; friends with benefits - Jax Teller

reblogs are highly appreciated !

[apnii-pasandidar-aurat]

My Mess

He's got me fucked, in the best ways A charming mess, flawed to perfection Doesn't exist, but I'm ready to fight Anyone who dares to say a word against him, day or night

I know it's fucked up, I'm out here dreaming Of someone who's not real, but who cares? He's mine on my terms, no messy reality No awkward dates, no risking my heart's sanity

He's always there when I need him, a constant high I'm never disappointed, just flying, never saying goodbye Maybe I'm a little crazy, but I've never felt more alive He's my mindfuck, my guilty pleasure, my forever thrill ride

(For every girl who is in love with fictional men)

[angoragangrene]

Opening the x reader tags after ur bi-monthly breakdown moodboard

[poltoreveur]

No, I don't want a light sprinkle of angst, I want an emotional hurricane. I want the type of angst that shakes the very foundation of my being, the kind that makes my heart ache so deeply, I'm not sure I'll ever recover. I want it to tear me apart and put me back together, over and over again, until I feel like I've aged a lifetime in just one conversation. Bring on the pain, the tears, the gut-wrenching, soul-crushing angst.

[tiredofthehumanlife]

Not to be a bitch or anything but I feel like the marauders fandom is losing their flavor and sense of whimsy

Like maybe it's bc it was a new sparkling thing for me to enjoy but I feel like before I had stumbled into a room with everyone sitting in a circle with their monster high dolls out and like sharing clothes and they were like "hey have you seen these two guys in the Harry Potter movies? Yeah well they kiss now wanna play with us?" And then I went and sat down with them and it was all gravy and there were so many new characters to relate to and put in different scenarios and it was so fun bc like everyone was just like little bottom dwelling queers with raccoons as their role models like "actually so I think Sirius is genderfluid what do we think?" And the crowd went wild

and now its like all white characters with no flavor and people are like "guys James Potter is a swiftie" and "Taylor Swift wrote all the young dudes" and "Sirius black is manly and I hate the way you twinked him it's so unrealistic" and "Jily is the only acceptable ship bc jegulus nor regulily wouldn't have happened" and it's just like when the annoying kid in your class goes "no I'm tired of you guys they're my friend now" and then sits next to you and pretends to be asking you genuine questions all while glancing over at their friends and its like we spent all this time playing with our monster high dolls and diy-ing their outfits and made our doll houses out of shoeboxes and these guys come in here and start stomping on all our toys and bringing in their two story barbie house

Basically it used to feel like playing with monster high dolls with all my cool monster high doll friends and now I feel like everyone is playing with Barbies and I miss our MOTHER FREAKING CARDBOARD DOLL HOUSE

Anyways going to get back to writing rosekiller smut

[blackelysian]

tease

Nico's POV

I lean back against the counter with half a cup of D'usse. I was watching my drunk girlfriend, Hazel act like a damn fool on the dance floor right now. We came to my boy's crib for a slight kickback he was throwing for his birthday. I was already kinda blown because Hazel and I got into it before we got here about wtf she was wearing.

Not only was she wearing some revealing ass dress but she was now flirting with some lame ass nigga. She was all in that nigga face playing in her hair and everything. She knew exactly what she was doing too. She was tryna make me mad. She loved to test me. I instantly knocked back whatever was left in my cup and made my way over to them.

I shove the lame nigga away from her, snatch her arm and drag her out the party towards the car. I press her against the car door and stand in her face.

"What the fuck is up with you yo?!?" I say slightly, raising my voice at her.

"What are you talking about Nico?" She said, smirking, slurring her words.

"Don't play dumb bro you know exactly what you were doing" I said getting madder by the second.

"Fuck you all in that nigga face for? You love doing that shit its like it turns you on when i'm mad"

"I'm just trying to have a good time Nico." she says with a sly grin on her face. She does this shit on purpose. She knows it drives me crazy. 

"No, your trying to show tf off  but its okay ima give you exactly what you asking for" I say through gritted teeth. I clench my jaw as I step closer to her face and grabbed her neck with my right hand and she gasps. Her pretty brown eyes stared into mine drunkenly yet they were filled with so much lust and adoration. She looked so innocent and seductive at the same time which always seems to arouse me. I bit my lip softly, placing my left pointer finger onto her plump bottom lip and used my thumb to pull at it. I applied a bit of pressure on her neck with my right hand before I released her out of my grip. I could feel the heat radiating from her body and her breath started to quicken.

"Get in the car." I told her, slowly backing away from her, walking to the drivers side of the car and getting in, her stumbling in next to me.

Hazel's POV

Silence took over the car. All you could hear was the faint music from the radio and the loud ass thud of my heartbeat. I can see Nico gripping the wheel tight as he rushes to get us home. I was still a bit drunk and was starting to get hungry since he drug me out of the party before I could even get any free food.

"Can we get some food?" I asked, grabbing his arm as he drove. He shot me a harsh glare as he shrugged me off of him, before returning his eyes to the road, ignoring me. His look sent a chill down my spine making me stay silent for the rest of the ride home. I knew that look.

Once we got back home, I made a beeline for the stairs but he quickly grabbed my arm.

"Hazel, stop playing wit me" He said, bass clear in his voice, his eyes glaring down at me lustfully as he walked me backwards towards the couch. He grips my neck, biting his lip, pulling me in closer to him. My panties instantly got soaked but I knew I was soon about to be punished from my actions of tonight.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I wanna go to bed, I'm tired." I whined.

"Nah, I don't wanna hear that shit" He roughly turns me around and bends me over the arm of the couch causing my dress to rise up over my ass. He brings a loud smack to my ass. A moan accidently slips out of my mouth. His fingers hook my panties and pull them down to the floor. He kneels down behind me, bringing a smack to both cheeks.

Coming face to face with my womanhood, he begins to place butterfly kisses up and down my slit.

"Ba– ooo" I moaned out, caught completely off guard.

Omniscient POV

He begins to devour her. He was going to make her eat her words. Her low, sexy moans begin to fill his ears like music. She tasted so sweet to him. He replaces his mouth with two fingers and begins to finger her deeply.

"Ooo fuck.." She moans out as her head lolls forward. He watched her mesmerized as her juices began to soak and coat his fingers. A bulge forming in his pants.

"Mmm... baby you're gonna make me cum" She moans out faintly. " Hold dat shit" He quickly retracts his fingers. She lets out a slight whimper, already missing the feeling of his fingers. He delivers another loud smack to her ass. She bites her lip to keep from moaning loudly. He turns her around by her neck, kissing her deeply.

"Upstairs, now." He demands, looking lustfully into her eyes. She turns around and slowly makes her way upstairs, making sure to add a little extra switch in her walk. He watches her with his bottom lip wedged between his teeth and lust filled eyes. He makes his way up the stairs behind her, catching her now removed dress that she has thrown at him in the process. After making it to the room, he gently throws her on the bed.

"All fours" He slides down his pants and boxers and slowly starts stroking himself. She crawls to the top of the bed and places a deep arch in her back just how he likes it. She starts twerking her ass, giving him a clear view of her glistening fold.

"Like this?" She says lowly, looking back at him. He walks up behind her grabbing her waist in one hand, still stroking himself with the other.

"You know im about to fuck you up right?" He grumbles sliding inside her, beginning to give her rough strokes. Her mouth forms an O shape as she throws her head forward gripping the sheets. His strokes become more vicious as he picks his speed up, their hips crashing together. The only thing that could be heard in the room are the clapping sounds from slamming against him.

"Fuckk...too much" she groans out as her hand flys back to his waist. He grabs her arm and pins it behind her back. He hikes up his right leg, placing both hands on her waist, aiming directly for her spot.

"Ain't this what you wanted?" he asks, smirking down at her.

"All that teasing and shit...you like being fucked this way" He continues to deliver deep rough strokes. SMACK! Another slap to her ass. Her juices were just running down both of their legs as he continued to break her down.

"Don't you?" He slightly yells, grabbing her hair, pulling her head back.

"Yesssss" she cries out. He grins slyly.

"Yes what?" He says assertively, now releasing her hair and wrapping his fingers around her neck.

"Yesss, daddy" she says through gritted teeth, her eyes scrunched closed.

"Look at me" Her eyes snap open, looking at her upside down lover. He grabs her right leg and wraps it around his waist, dropping his right leg.

"Think another nigga goin fuck you this good?" He asks, showing her no mercy, giving her nonstop strokes. She couldn't answer. All that escaped her mouth were weak moans. SMACK!

"Answer me" he groans out angrily.

"Noooo"

"Mmmm you love this dick don't you?" He asks, smirking at her.

"Yesss baby yesss, I love you and this dick" She moans out, tears of pleasure streaming down her face.

"Mhmm, thats right." He groans, running his hands down her back. He adored her.

"Im cummingggg daddyyy"

"Cum on this dick babygirl" He moans out as she finishes, completely making a mess. He finishes shortly after, completely filling her up. He slowed his strokes down, riding out both of their orgasms. She falls out on the bed on her back, totally worn out. He grabs her neck, bringing her close to his face kissing her.

"Get on top" He says, sitting down on the bed, leaning back stroking himself.

"Baby I'm tired" she whines, turning to look at him.

"What I say?" he asks assertively, grabbing her arm, pulling her on top of him. He puts his left hand on her waist and aligns himself with her entrance. She eases herself down onto him slowly, but not all the way. Too slow for his liking he pushes her all the way down on him.

"Come on baby, ride that shit" He groans lowly, smacking her ass again for the upteenth time tonight. Her cheeks were red with his giant hand print across both cheeks. She places her hands on his chest and begins bouncing up and down on him, getting into her own little rhythm.

"Shitt... just like that baby" he sighed, placing one of his hands behind his head and the other on her waist. She picks up her speed as she throws her head back, enjoying the sensation.

"Fuckkk... Nico" she whispers in complete bliss.

"Mhmm, ride that dick baby" He groans lowly, smacking her ass again. He props himself up on his knees and wraps her legs around him. She locks her arms around his neck as they meet in the middle for a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues fighting each other for dominance. Her hips crashing into his lap. He trails open mouthed kisses down her neck leading in between her breasts. Her hand rubs the back of his head as he kisses her body.

"Baby..." He whispers, looking down at the mess they were making, in a trance like it was a movie.

"Pussy wet as fuck.. No nigga goin' get her as wet as me" He thought to himself. He reaches his left hand up and grabs the back of her neck, pulling her closer to him, driving into her from underneath.

"Shit shit shit, im gonna cum" She pants.

"Give it to me baby" He says through gritted teeth, egging on her orgasm. And just like that, she finishes completely making a mess on his lap. He finishes shortly after.

"Damn girl" he says before pecking her lips. She just lays there on top of him, exhausted and ready to fall asleep.

"You goin stop playing with me?" He asks, looking at her.

"You goin get me some food? Since you starved me to prove your point." She playfully rolls her eyes. He chuckles deeply.

"Yea I gotchu baby. Take a shower with me then i'll feed you whatever you want" He says getting up, scooping her in his arms in the process, carrying her to the bathroom.

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is pt.2: deciding you’ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3

[cruel-seduction]

The bond between a girl and her favorite fictional man? That shit’s toxic, but in the best way. It’s this messed-up, all-consuming obsession where she’ll go to war for a man who doesn’t even exist—like, literally fight someone for talking shit about him. She knows he’s a red flag with legs, but she’s ready to unpack his trauma and let him ruin her life, because he gets her in ways real guys never could. He’s everything she wants and everything she should probably stay the hell away from, but fuck it. It’s not about logic; it’s about the fantasy of someone who’s so broken, they’d burn the whole world down just to love her.

It’s painful, because she knows he’ll never be real, but that doesn’t stop her from falling harder every damn time she opens the book, watches the show, or reads another fanfic. And yeah, it hurts like hell, but it’s a beautiful kind of hurt. The kind that makes her want to scream and cry and laugh all at once.

Because no real guy could ever compare to that kind of perfectly fucked-up perfection. (And cause he will fuck you till you can't think straight)

[bethsvrse]

please PLEASE learn how to tag your fanfics. Don’t tag fluff when it’s angst, don’t tag smut when it’s fluff and please don’t tag characters that ARENT EVEN MENTIONED IN THE FIC!!!!