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[tobibius]

what's a little (consensual) intimidation between friends?

this is honestly just a 'before' piece to... this meme redraw.

[sufficientlylargen]

It always gets me that the name "Gandalf" literally just means "Wand-Elf" or "Stick-Elf". I'm imagining old Gondorians just being like:

Librarian: I saw that weird guy at the library again today.

Guard 1: What weird guy?

Librarian: The old guy with the beard? Kinda elfy-looking, apart from the beard?

Guard 1: Oh, with the big-ass stick?

Librarian: Yeah, looked like he was carrying an entire tree branch.

Guard 2: Yeah, that's the Stick Elf.

Guard 1: Hell yeah, I fuckin' love the Stick Elf.

Librarian: The "Stick Elf"?

Guard 2: He comes by every few years, usually after some weird book or other.

Librarian: Oh. Yeah, he wanted a treatise on goblin breeding habits.

Guard 2: Like, how they have sex? We have books on that?

Librarian: Yeah, turns out we do. I was as surprised as you are.

Guard 1: What'd the Stick Elf need a fuckin' goblin-fuckin' book for?

Librarian: I didn't ask. So you just call him "Stick Elf"?

Guard 2: I mean, he looks kinda elfy and he always has that stick, so, like, yeah.

Guard 1: Dude also has some fuckin' dope pipeweed.

Guard 2: Oh yeah, his pipeweed is awesome.

Librarian: How long has he been coming here?

Guard 2: Oh, for decades. He's, like, super old.

Guard 1: More like fuckin' centuries. Dude's old as balls.

Guard 2: Wait, really?

Guard 1: Yeah, my gran-gran used to talk about him. She loved his pipeweed too.

Librarian: So he's… an immortal pipeweed dealer?

Guard 2: I think he's just, like, a connoisseur. He doesn't sell it or anything. He just always has some really top-notch pipeweed on him.

Archivist: Oh, are we talking about Stick Elf?

Guard 1: Hell yeah we are!

Librarian: You know about the Stick Elf, too?

Archivist: Oh, totally. Stick-Elf's a super chill dude. Gave me some awesome pipeweed when I was maybe 12, and tee-bee-aitch I think I'm still a little buzzed from it.

Guard 1: What'd I tell ya, fuckin' dope pipeweed!

Archivist: Also he's really old.

Guard 1: Old as balls.

Librarian: Yeah, so Éodan and Jenniforomir were telling me.

Archivist: My grandpa used to tell me stories - he said one time he saw Stick Elf enter a smoke-ring contest.

Guard 1: Ooh, I'll bet he kicked fuckin' ass.

Archivist: Apparently the guy made an entire warship out of smoke and it flew around shooting down the other rings.

Librarian: And how much of this "fuckin' dope" pipeweed had your grandfather had by this point?

Guard 1: No no, that's totally plausible. Dude's got weird elf powers and shit for sure.

Archivist: He brought fireworks for the king's birthday one year, too.

Guard 1: Oh fuck, I forgot about those! Fuckin' incredible fireworks! Dragons and knights and glowy trees and shit! I was fuckin' 6 years old or something, they totally blew my mind. Hey Éodan, did you see that shit?

Guard 2: No, I think that's before I lived in Gondor.

Guard 1: Wait, you're not from here?

Guard 2: Oh, no, I grew up in Rohan. We moved here when I was, like, thirteen because my uncle Éojeff said he could get my dad a sweet job. And also that there were houses that didn't smell like horseshit.

Guard 1: Oh shit, are you related to Éojeff and Éosteve who run that æbleskiver stand on Norndîl St?

Guard 2: Yeah, they're my uncles!

Guard 1: Shit, they cook a fuckin' great æbleskiver!

Librarian: Ok, hold up a sec, "Stick Elf" can't possibly be his real name.

Guard 1: Why not?

Librarian: What? You think his parents named him in the hopes that he would carry around a fucking tree when he got older?

Guard 2: Maybe they gave him the tree when he was born!

Archivist: I don't think a baby could carry that stick.

Guard 1: You ever seen a baby hanging onto something? They're hella strong.

Archivist: It's not a strength thing, their hands are tiny. That staff is enormous!

Guard 1: My halberd's bigger 'n I am, I can hold it just fine.

Archivist: You're not a baby.

Librarian: Also why would elf parents name their kid "stick ELF"?! Presumably they know that their kid's going to be an elf!

Archivist: Is he actually an elf? I didn't think they grew beards.

Guard 1: How'd he get old as balls if he's not an elf?

Guard 2: His ears aren't that pointy. Maybe he's just a really old guy? Like, a Numémoriam or something?

Guard 1: Did you just say "Numémoriam"?

Guard 2: Nûnenorman? Munimõrbitan? Y'know, those guys like the king that can get super old.

Guard 1: You mean the fuckin' Númenóreans?

Guard 2: Yeah, the Númenóreums.

Archivist: Even the Númenóreans don't live THAT long.

Guard 1: Plus he carries that fuckin' stick around.

Guard 2: Wait, what does the stick have to do with it?

Guard 1: That's an elf thing. Y'know, trees and shit? Very elfy.

Librarian: Ok, look, but his parents naming him "Stick Elf" would be weird whether or not he's an elf. In fact, it's even weirder if he's not - what human names their kid "elf"?

Archivist: Huh. Yeah, you're right, he probably does have another name.

Guard 2: Yeah, I guess so.

Librarian: He's been coming here for decades and nobody's ever asked his real name?

Archivist: I dunno what to tell you, he's Stick Elf. Even his library card just says 'Stick Elf'.

Guard 1: Fuck yeah, the Stick Elf!

Guard 2: Maybe we could, like, ask him his name sometime?

Guard 1: Hey, look, Elrond's over there. He's old as balls too, maybe he knows?

Guard 2: Oh, we shouldn't interru-

Guard 1: HEY ELROND, YOU'RE OLD AS BALLS, RIGHT? WHAT'S THAT OLD ELF WITH THE STICK'S NAME?

Elrond (coming over): Do you mean an old man cloaked all in grey and blue, leaning on a rough-cut staff, who came to the great library this day?

Guard 1: Yeah, the Stick-Elf!

Guard 2: (Sorry to bother you, sir...)

Librarian: He's got to have a real name besides 'the Stick Elf', right?

Elrond: Indeed, for no elf is he. You speak of the wizard Olórin, wisest of the Maiar, older even than Eä itself. Many are his names in many countries: Tharkûn among the Dwarves; Incánus to the south; Mithrandir he is called among my people, the Grey Pilgrim.

Librarian: Oh.

Elrond: And here in the North he is called Stick-Elf.

Librarian: Oh.

Guard 1: Fuck yeah!

[mggsv]

SWEET LITTLE THING!✰

f!reader x ryomen sukuna | not proof read | reblog pls !<3

summary : just a look into the everyday life of Sukuna’s sweet little thing. Unfortunately today, Someone’s kidnapped Sukuna’s cute little idiot, and he’s not so happy about it.

warnings : bimbo!reader, plug/gangster!sukuna, age gap (reader is 22 sukuna is 26), bit of a crack fic, suggestive ending, Toji sneak

I am forever riding on Sukuna putting up with Bimbo reader and it being the cutest little thing while he does the most dangerous shit known to man. ✰

Sukuna wasn’t one to fool around with school girls. Did he sit there and gawk with his younger brother at them? Not often. Does he sit there and listen to Yuji rant about how badly he wanted to fuck them? Sometimes. Was he in on Yuji’s little ploy to fuck every girl he tricks into studying with him? Maybe he’d help out a bit, being the older brother he is. Now, did he drive these girls home? Yes. But did he fuck all of them? No, you on the other hand, that was a different story.

“Yujiiii…” you had whined, trailing behind him with a small pout. Your heels clicked across the concrete, your feet hurting from the long walk. “Can we stop please? My toes can’t breathe!” You both were out, not far from Sukua’s apartment that you shared together. Yuji visited often when he wasn’t staying in his dorm for the weekend. Sukuna went out to do his little business that keeps you both in the nice apartment while you and Yuji went to the store. He already regretted it the moment you put on that cute little pair of platform heels.

“I’m going into the store okay? You stay out here, i won’t be long I promise!” Yuji had told you. You whine but nod. “Okayy..don’t take long! Get me some chips please!” You were adorable to say the least. Not the smartest, but cute as hell. That’s what Sukuna liked about you. Speaking of, your phone rang. The cute little picture of Sukuna you took with his mouth full of your nipple as his contact photo. “Hi Kuna!” You smile into the phone. His hard expression softens seeing your face. He loved when you did your makeup, and secretly when you tried to do his (even though he fusses about it afterwards, that’s doesn’t stop him from taking pictures with you afterwards). “Hey mama.” You could see he was smoking. Leaning back in what seemed to be a couch. “You an’ Yuji alright?” You nod. “Mhm! He went into the store so i’m waiting for him outside.”

“Why the hell didn’t you go in with him? Didn’t i tell you it’s dangerous for you to be out on your own?” He could recall the first time he left you in the car while he went to handle business, coming back to some man hitting on you through the car window. He beat the man up..of course, but he still decided from that moment he’d keep his eyes on you at all times. And at this moment it was Yuji. “I’m sorry Kuna..” you frown, biting at your lip. He sighs and rubs his forehead, the blunt in his mouth going for the ashtray. “Show me the store mama.”

You smile and nod, flipping the camera. “Baby,” He had said lowly, clearly irritated. “Hm?” You flip it back around to show your face. “That’s a sex store.”

“Oh..do you think they have chips? I asked Yuji to bring me some.” You hum for a bit, looking down at your boyfriend who hid his smile despite how upset he was in that moment. “Doubt it. Look, mgonna call you back so I can call Yuji. Stay where you are, understand me?” You pucker your lips at the screen as if to kiss him, nodding, “Yes sir!”

That didn’t last long however. You hated being alone, let alone just standing there in heels. Your feet hurt and you were bored. You started to look at the outside signs of the store, which would be the last thing you see before everything went dark.

Sukuna knew he had to be patient with you. He didn’t mind because he loved you. But when he told you something he expected you to take it seriously. After yelling at Yuji so bad the whole store could hear how much Sukuna wanted to kick his ass, and telling him to get both your asses back home, he expected you to be where he told you to be. But once Yuji stepped outside you were no where to be seen. And nothing pissed Sukuna off more than you not answering when he called afterwards. Straight to voicemail, really? Oh he was heated.

“Hey pretty little thing..” you hear once you regain consciousness. Your body felt cold, you regretted wearing such a cute dress, but it was Sukuna’s favorite no matter what the weather would be. “Kuna..?” you groan, shutting your eyes tightly at the first sign of bright light. “Wrong name sweetheart.” You jolt, suddenly feeling scared. You could move, making out the soft cushion of what seemed to be a couch.

“Oh..Sukuna’s gonna be so mad at me..” You sniffle softly, looking up at the large man that wasn’t your lover. He gave you a small smirk before squinting his eyes. “What..you want to call em’?” He was enjoying this. You nodded, “yes please!” He hums and reaches for the phone on the table. “You know..i picked you up cause you looked familiar. Reminded me of this cam girl i used to watch while back.”

“Oh i don’t do that anymore! Kuna didn’t want to do it with me and didn’t want me having sex with other guys..” the man pauses before handing you the phone. “Thirsty?” He starts walking away, “Oh- Yes something to drink will be nice!” You watch as the man walks away and begin calling the number Sukuna made you memorize in case of emergency. The line rang twice before he picked up, “Who the fuck is it?”

“It’s me!” You squeal. Rocking back and fourth on the couch you listen to the silence on the other line before he sucked in a breath. “Where the fuck are you?” You knew he probably had that sickening frown you hated. “I’m not sure.. I just woke up here.” The man comes back, handing you what looked like water before motioning you to pass him the phone, “Oh- um, the man wants to speak now.”

“You tellin me you had such a treasure and didn’t share? Fuck kind’a man are ya huh?” you look down at the cup, biting your lip as Sukuna screamed at the man from the other line. You learned his name was Toji. Setting the cup down you stand, “Can I talk to him now? I wanna go home.” You hold out your hand for the phone. Toji, looks at you before scoffing. “She’s a stupid little thing, doesn’t even know what’s goin on. How ‘bout this- i want this much cash for the bimbo.”

It didn’t take long for Sukuna to come and find you. You sat on the couch while Toji chuckled to himself about the situation. You knew what would happen, he was unaware of course. You felt bad, knowing how Sukuna got when it came to you. Poor guy. When your lover did arrive he knocked on the door. Toji opened it with a wide grin, but it quickly wore off once Sukuna punched him dead in his nose..he fell to the floor quietly.

“Can I go home now?” You look at Sukuna who scoffed at you, holding out his hand. “Did you drink anything? He touch you? Open your mouth let me see.”

“I’m fine! I remembered not to drink from creepy men.”

Afterwards, he took you to your shared apartment, walking you past Yuji on the couch who had his head down. Sukuna sure scolded him, you knew. “Cmon we’re gonna take a shower.” He grunts as you tried to take the heels off as you walked towards your room. “Can we have sex afterwards?”

“I’ll see.”

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[kill4luvina]

"Revenge"

Rapper!Onyakopon x Rapper!Reader

Cw : Modern!AU , Smut, Bestfriends w/ benifits atp, love making to fucking, pictures, Onyakopon being vulnerable and crying, unprotected sex (yall don't be like onyakopon wrap it up), i lowkey ended outta no where.

Summary : Onyakopon, Y/n's bestfriend get cheated on and Y/n swoops in to the rescue to save him from public humiliation or something like that.

(I didn't proof read & I'm still pretty new to writing and it's short)

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Onyakopon's head jerked backward in frustration, and he flung his phone aside, his left hand instinctively rising to cover his face as he fought back tears. "Fuck is wrong now?" You asked picking up his phone, you knew him and his ex had broken up you didn't anticipate the depth of his pain. Unlocking his phone you look down at the video on Instagram of his Ex and one of Onya's opp's kissing as she licked and kissed on his neck before lowering her head down and making the male in the video gasp before it ended. "Oh shit.." You looked up at noticing he wasn't doing as well as you'd thought, sitting next to him giving him a side hug trying to comfort your bestfriend.

Almost instantly he'd return the hug back hiding his face in your chest starting to silently cry. You only noticed because you felt the tears through your tight crop top, feeling bad you hold him by the back of his head giving soft kisses. "it's gonna be okay.." you'd whisper as he held you tighter making you feel even worse, you've never seen him this upset before. "Hey, how about we uhm.." She'd think for a second as he brought his head up to look at her for a moment. "Re-Create a better version of that video with me." He'd mumble head still in-between her chest looking up at her. His eyes were low and red from the weed he had been smoking earlier mixed with his tears.

"Please mama?" He'd add noticing you were hesitating. You nodded your head sighing giving in as you stared back down at him with a soft smile. "How bout we post it on my account and then you add it on your story?" you'd ask and he just nodded snuggling into you shirt more. "alri, gimme your chain and clean up your face u look sad asl.." you add as he got up taking off his chain giving it to you before walking into the bathroom. "We should do it in the studio.." He'd call out from the bathroom while washing his face before drying it with a towel.

Onyakopon had a home studio so you both stood beside the recording booth door as the dim LED slights set the tone, while an unreleased song by you both played in the background. You both started recorder singing along to the song as you titled the camera up enough to see you grinding on him before bringing your head back and placing a kiss on his neck and then on his lips. Onyakopon couldn't help but feel it in his pants, dick twitching at the contact as his brought his tattooed hand to your neck brining you in for another kiss this time deeper. Forgetting the mission at mind you end the video beginning to kiss him back turning your body as he held you close to him pulling away to kiss your check. "You're so pretty yk that right mama?"

"Fuckk—! right there daddy.." You'd moan as your bestfriend slowly thrusted his hips into you fucking your slowly leaving sloppy wet kisses down your neck. "Mama? You like that?" He'd asked pulling away looking down at you. Crop top pulled up to expose your chest and your pretty short skirt pulled up to your waist as your pretty feet rested on his shoulders. His chain still on your neck, almost nutting at just the sight of you he picked up your phone from the side opening the camera at he took a picture. "Mama, you look s'pretty, look." He'd smile before tossing the phone back to the side flipping you over. Pushing your back into an arch he'd slowly start giving you deep and slow thrusts hitting your g-spot making your weak as tears started to fill your eyes.

"Daddy.. Yk you could fuck me harder.. Stop being so gentle with me." You moan playfully knowing you'd get a reaction, and you sure fucking did. Putting one leg up on the couch in the studio, he started ramming into you holding you closer by your neck as soon as he noticed you tried running. "Mamas, how you gon tell me— to go faster—fuck... and then try and run away from it?" He'd ask between huffs as he pulled you closer so you were now agasint his chest. "Try running again and I'ma stop."

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(help im so tired i was just brain dumping)

[cyberl33ch]

Spring Fling💋

summary: Your roommate of a couple months decides to ask you out...kind of? What could transpire?

tw: smut MDNI, hopeless romance, drunk/tipsy sex, Abby is g!p, fingering & head.

pairing: G!P Abby x Inexperienced!Florist!Reader

Moving to Seattle wasn’t really the plan but getting out of your small town was exactly what you needed. Don’t get me wrong small towns are cute and everything's laid out for you but seeing the same old faces and going to the same old places gets tiring. And you can’t like getting away from the drama that your ex had caused was what you longed for. But having a hot roommate…you definitely did not plan for it.

Her name was Abby. She was very muscular with sort of a dusty blonde/brunette thing going on obviously the female definition of a dilf. She would go to the gym every morning which would leave you time to have the house to yourself in order to get ready for whichever job you were working. She also happened to pass by every time she was leaving the gym.

Sometimes she would come by and speak just to take a look at the fresh flowers that came in ever so often. You could obviously tell she had a green thumb the way she would cater to the ones in the apartment. Overall she was cool but that all changed randomly when she invited you out, even though you were quite busy with whatever shifts you managed to pick up.

The bell on the front shop door rings announcing someone entering. “Welcome to Bloomscape, what can I help you with?” You say putting down the spray bottle after watering the flowers behind the counter. You turn around to meet none other than Abby. Just your luck. “Oh hey Abby, the new peonies are out front if you’re-” “Would you like to go out with me?” She says, you realize her face is slightly red but you brush it off assuming she had an intense workout today. “Sorry with a couple friends not like…that.” She explains making you nod your head in understanding. Not going to lie that hurt a little bit. Like a slow jab to your heart. “Oh yeah sure…what time?” You question “Around 8pm you should be off by then right?” She asks. You nod your head and after working out the details she leaves rather quickly (and quite flushed if I do say so myself) not even looking at the peonies out front. Weird.

After closing up shop and making your way back to the apartment you walk in to realize she’s already invited her friends over to pregame. Assuming that’s what it was anyway you peek in the living room and say hello. “Hello!” You say as you wave at all 3 of them in the living room. “Oh shit- Guys this is the friend I invited out with us!” She says, gesturing for them to introduce themselves to you. “Hello, I’m Dina, these two shithead's friends.” One says pushing Abby's shoulder. “I’m Ellie.” Another quite attractive one says waving back to you shyly (if i do say so myself) “I’ll go get ready, nice to meet you guys!” You walk to your room and before you can even shut the door you hear Ellie saying that you’re “Smoking hot.” Smiling ear to ear you close the door before you can hear any further and start to get ready.

You walk out of your room and walk into the kitchen going in the fridge to search for a beer. When you feel a hand on your waist you jolt up meeting Abby. “Hey calm down darlin’.” She almost laughs out and hands you a beer knowing you’re searching for one. You take the beer smiling slightly, thanking her and closing the fridge. After an hour of pregaming you they decide it’s time to go to the bar. “Everybody set to go?” Abby questions looking at everyone grabbing her keys.

Hour 2 in the bar Dina and Ellie are the only ones looking groggy and soggy but you and Abby are having the time of your lives. You never knew that you and Abby had so much music taste in common. As the night started to grow older and older they started to play slower, more romantic music. You take your seat at the bar sipping your drink by Dina and Ellie who are both by now practically eye fucking each other.

You were about to go outside for a smoke when your thought was interrupted by a light tap on your shoulder. “Hey, do you mind dancing with me?” Abby asks with her face growing more red by the second. “Uh yeah of course” You smile. As soon as you two hit the middle of the floor she immediately puts her hands on your waist pulling you closer to her. You look up at her with big doe eyes and that’s when you start to feel the liquor finally hit you because she looks good enough to eat at this moment. She nuzzles your neck as your bodies practically become one. “I need you.” She whispers in your ear making you gasp which gives her enough time to slip her tongue into your mouth and take you in a devastating kiss.

As she pulls back from your lips you shoot her a confused look. “I thought you-” She shushes you putting her finger up to your lips. “Take a cab with me.” Abby demands taking your hand interlocking your fingers with hers as she makes her way through the sea of people on the dance floor. She gets up to the bar giving Ellie enough money to get a cab and pay for the drinks. As she reaches the outside she pauses for a moment taking in the cool spring breeze compared to the hot atmosphere of the bar. You’ve never really taken a moment to really soak in Abby’s features. Her hair which she rarely let down blowing with the wind. And oh gosh- her nose looks like you could ride that for days at a time.

You get so taken up in your thoughts you didn’t realize she was staring right back at you. “Can I have my face back?” She jokes you lightly jabbing her shoulder. “Jeez, I’m just joking…that hurt a bit.” Abby says pouting and rubbing her shoulder softly. “Aw, is the baby hurt?” You say mocking her pouting and rubbing your shoulder. “Yeah yeah whatever lets start walking weirdo.” She says rolling her eyes rather sassily.

Weirdo. Weirdo? WEIRDO?? “You want to talk about weird? Let’s talk about how you always treat me like a little sister and then randomly kiss me.” You sass back at her, narrowing your eyes as you two begin your journey back to the apartment. “I’ll do it again.” Abby treats this as if were a threat to your safety as she can’t seem to choose between looking at your lips or your eyes. “Whatever sass-factor!” You roll your eyes at her crossing your arms.

Back at the apartment you assume you two are just going to go your separate ways again like this never happened.“So…we just go our separate ways?” You mumble out just above a whisper as your vision starts to blur from tearing up. “What if we didn’t?” Abby says taking a step closer to you. “What if?” You accept the challenge, taking another step towards her. Abby pulls you closer by your waist and takes off your jacket for you, discarding it on the sofa. Followed by taking off her own and dropping it right by her feet. “What if?” She quirks an eyebrow staring straight at your glossy lips. After that she just couldn’t play this little game you were playing with her anymore as she takes you in another breathtaking kiss and lifts you up like you’re nothing.

You straddling her waist as she sets you down on the bed, her kneeling in front of you making full eye contact as she takes off your shoes for you. She looks up at you resting her hands on your thighs. “Do I have your consent?” Abby asks, peering into your eyes. God's consent is sexy. “Yes.” You nod. Abby follows this with sliding down your underwear and pinning you to the mattress, her on top of you. She then takes two fingers and taps on your lips asking demanding for entrance. “Suck.” She orders as you open your mouth and swirl your tongue around her digits.

“Good girl” She praises. She then takes them out of your mouth leaving a string of saliva as she lifts up your dress and starts to coat her fingers in your arousal and insert them up until her knuckles. The length of her fingers makes you immediately grab her wrist moaning. “Fuck! Abby…” You pant out as she starts to pick up the pace, shouting her name like it’s a mantra. “Thaaat’s it baby take it.” She affirms as the knot in your stomach comes undone faster and faster. “Gonna cum…” You mumble out making her grab your chin realizing she wants to see your reaction as you eat up the pleasure she was dishing out.

As you feel your release coating her fingers and your surroundings becoming more and more fuzzy by the second. You sit up seeing her licking her fingers clean making full eye contact with you. By the time her fingers are practically wrinkly from the hydration they were getting she turns you around and starts unlacing your dress. Grazing her fingertips lightly on the skin of your back. “Your skin is so soft…” Abby says just above a whisper.

She starts kissing you and leaving little love bites and marks that’ll surely bruise in the morning. You hear her start to strip behind you and just as she’s taking off her boxers you get a good glimpse of what’s to come. And you start to turn around and make full contact with her long, thick, blushed precum dripping shaft. More so gawking at it because she definitely noticed while taking off her shirt.

“You wanna touch it?” She asks, reaching out to grab your hand, as she guides your hand onto the base of it. “Don’t be scared mama.” Abby chuckles, still guiding your hand to slowly stroke it making her grunt. As she slowly softens her grip and lets you take control, throwing her head back in pleasure grunting loudly. She grabs your chin absentmindedly removing your hand and picking up the pace as her eyes sear into your soul as she motions for you to open your mouth.

Followed by multiple grunts and curses she finally releases ropes of herself onto your tongue. As you close your mouth and swallow the liquid. “Hands and knees” Abby demands with low lidded eyes. You follow her instructions in a daze as she grabs a hold on your hips, forcing you to arch your back. Abby cautiously slides the tip in after realizing how tight you were, grunting in pleasure as a response. “Fuuuck” She mumbles out her eyes closed as you squeeze around her length. As she takes her time inch by inch she eventually bottoms out. This feels good of course but she can hear you whimper as you taste the saltiness of your tears.

Abby slowly starts to pick up a steady pace as you start to reach back trying to slow her down as the tears come down more frequently. “Nuh uh baby you can take it” She says in between grunts swatting your hand away as you grip the sheets. As her pace quickens she pulls you up by your shoulder, taking that hand and wrapping it around your throat. She then takes her other hand from your hip and starts rubbing your sensitive clit.

Your eyes roll back in your head as she tops that off by kissing your neck, knowing by the way you were growing louder she knew you were close to your orgasm. Abby reaches an unimaginable pace and that’s when you feel it hit you like a tsunami. As you feel her warm seed fill you up and mix with yours you finally come down from the drunken, fuzzy high you two were in. You feel her pull out and the mix of you guys’ climax slide down your legs.

After you two showered together and put on pajamas you both lie in the bed, her spooning you. You’ve dozed off a while ago as she just admires your beauty in the moonlit room. Brushing the hair out of your face, she pecks your temple and dozes off along with you.

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[suguae]

ain't no saint...but we pretend to be .ᐟ

જsynopsis. you aren't as innocent as suguru assumed.

જpairings. g. suguru x fem! reader

જcontents. mdni! masturbation, oral, male receiving oral.

Suguru's chuckle was a low rumble, accompanied by the flick of the joint's butt cast into the shadows. His eyes, a flicker of mischief, remained fixed on his white-haired companion, Satoru. "She's a cute one, no doubt. But innocent? Oh, unquestionably," he mused, the corners of his lips curling into a smirk. "The canvas of her experiences remains pristine and untouched for sure."

Satoru raised an eyebrow at Suguru's comment, a smirk playing on his lips. "You never know, Suguru. Sometimes the innocent ones surprise you." He took a drag from his own joint, exhaling the smoke slowly. "Besides, experience isn't everything."

His gaze remained fixed on Satoru, his white hair gleaming under the muted glow. "Yeah, then why don't you give her a go," he mumbled, his words punctuated by the faint scent of smoke lingering in the air, a testament to the joint he had just finished. There was a playful challenge in his tone, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes as he awaited Satoru's response.

Satoru chuckled, a knowing glint in his eyes as he took another drag from his joint. "Oh, Suguru, my dear friend," he said, the smoke swirling around him like a shroud of secrets. "Some canvases are best left unmarked. Besides," he added with a sly grin, "I prefer to be with those who can keep up."

As Satoru and Suguru headed back into the lively party, laughter and music greeted them at the door. The atmosphere was electric, the air filled with excitement and energy. They exchanged nods and casual greetings with familiar faces as they made their way deeper into the crowd.

Unbeknownst to them, the party happened to be hosted by your older brother.

Suguru's footsteps echoed softly as he navigated the lively party, his eyes scanning the crowd in search of you, despite his earlier declaration to Satoru that he wouldn't dare mess with someone like you. Yet, as the music pulsed and laughter filled the air, you remained elusive, your absence noticeable to him.

Unable to shake the curiosity gnawing at him, Suguru excused himself from Satoru's side and began to wander through the familiar halls of your brother's home, his steps guided by an instinct. Eventually, he found himself standing before the closed door of your bedroom, hesitating for a moment before rapping his knuckles against the wood.

"Hey, it's Suguru," he called out, his voice low but audible over the din of the party. "Mind if I come in?"

There was a moment of silence before the door creaked open just a crack, revealing your curious gaze on the other side. Suguru offered you a sheepish smile, his expression softened by a hint of vulnerability. "Sorry to bother you," his voice sincere.

Suguru's breath caught in his throat as the door swung open further, revealing you standing before him in an outfit that sent his mind reeling. The sight of you in one of the shortest skirts you owned, paired with a revealing top, ignited a flurry of thoughts and desires within him that he struggled to contain.

For a moment, he was speechless, his eyes tracing the contours of your figure with a hunger he couldn't disguise. The soft glow of the room accentuated every curve and exposed inch of skin, leaving him feeling utterly captivated by your presence.

"Suguru?" Your voice broke through his reverie, pulling him back to reality. There was a hint of amusement in your tone, as if you could sense the effect you were having on him.

He cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "Uh, sorry," he managed, his cheeks flushing slightly. "I, uh, just wanted to make sure you were okay. You know, with all the chaos downstairs."

Your lips quirked into a knowing smile, and for a moment, Suguru felt a surge of embarrassment wash over him. But beneath it all, there was an undeniable spark of attraction that lingered between you, begging to be explored.

As Suguru stood there, still slightly flustered from the unexpected encounter, you took matters into your own hands. With a mischievous glint in your eyes, you gently pulled him into your bedroom, closing the door behind you with a soft click.

"The party's fine, really," you assured him, your voice low and inviting. "But I just prefer it in here, away from all the chaos."

Before Suguru could respond, you found yourself unable to resist the temptation any longer. With a playful grin, you pushed him back against the plushie-filled pink bed, the soft fabric enveloping him as he landed with a surprised laugh.

His eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of amusement and excitement dancing in their depths. You hovered over him, your proximity sparking a palpable tension between you as you met his gaze with a daring smirk.

In that moment, the world outside your bedroom faded away, leaving only the two of you and the electric energy that crackled between your bodies. With a soft chuckle, Suguru reached up to pull you closer, his lips curving into a knowing smile as he surrendered to the irresistible pull of the moment.

"You reek of weed by the way," you remarked casually, your voice tinged with amusement as you sauntered across the room. The soft glow of the fairy lights accentuated the curve of your silhouette, casting a spell over Suguru as he watched you move with effortless grace.

With a playful grin, you reached for your collection of fragrances, the bottles arranged neatly on a vanity table. The delicate clink of glass echoed in the air as you selected a strawberry-scented perfume, the fruity aroma dancing on the breeze as you sprayed it into the air.

Suguru couldn't tear his gaze away as you turned back to face him, the scent enveloping you in a tantalizing cloud. But it wasn't just the fragrance that captivated him; it was the way you moved, every sway of your hips a silent invitation.

"Better?" you asked, a hint of mischief in your voice as you met his gaze.

He nodded, his eyes drinking in every detail of you, from the subtle curve of your lips to the playful glint in your eyes. "Much better," he replied, his voice husky with desire.

As Suguru's desire surged, he closed the distance between you with an almost reckless abandon. His hands found purchase on your hips, pulling you closer until there was barely an inch of space between your bodies. The air crackled with electricity as his lips crashed against yours in a fervent kiss, hungry and urgent.

You responded eagerly, your fingers tangling in his hair as you melted into the kiss, your heart pounding in your chest. His touch sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within you that threatened to consume everything in its path.

The world around you faded into oblivion as you lost yourself in the intoxicating heat of the moment. Time seemed to stand still as you and Suguru became lost in a whirlwind of passion, the boundaries between you blurring until there was only the two of you and the raw intensity of your connection.

With a sly smirk, your hand snaked down Suguru's chest, fingers dancing over firm muscles and trailing hot whispers along his skin.

Your voice dropped lower, filled with a mixture of lust and amusement, “I've always wanted you, Suguru," your words sending a shiver down his spine as you pulled him closer. Your eyes locked with his gaze, unwavering as you added, "And now I finally have you all to myself."

Suguru found himself growing rock hard in response to your words and dominant demeanor, Suguru couldn't help but be surprised and turned on. He had never seen you like this, and as you pressed your body against his, he released a low moan, "I...”

You felt your lips curl into a giggle as you watched Suguru struggle to find his words while under the influence of your sudden display of dominance. You pressed your advantage, your fingers tracing teasing patterns along the front of his pants.

As you pulled down Suguru's pants, his long and veiny cock sprang free, catching you by complete surprise. The sight of him sent a jolt of pure desire straight to your core. "Wow," you breathed, taking in the size and girth of him.

Despite the sheer size of him, you didn't hesitate to wrap your plump, peachy lips around Suguru's tip. You teased the head of his cock with your tongue, savoring the taste of his pre-cum.

You could hear the loud music from the party outside mixing with Suguru's throaty grunts and moans as you eagerly sucked him off. Your plump lips glided up and down his length, the veins on his shaft standing out from your tight grip.

"Fuck Y/N," Suguru whimpered, his voice thick with pleasure as he grabbed a chunk of your hair, gently guiding your head further down his shaft, making sure to give you every inch of his long and veiny cock.

As you sucked Suguru off, you couldn't help but slide a finger or two down to your wet and throbbing clit. Vigorously rubbing the pearl, letting out soft whimpers as the pleasure built up inside of you.

Suguru felt himself getting closer to the edge, the vibrations from your soft whimpers only adding to the pleasure. "Keep it going, princess," he groaned, losing his words as you took him deeper in her mouth. "Ah!"

In a matter of seconds, your cute face was covered in Suguru's white, hot cum. He tried to distinguish what just happened as the cute and innocent girl he knew turned out to be such a dirty little slut.

A string of cum dangled from your lip, but you didn’t care. With a flick of your tongue, it was gone. You smiled at Suguru, not ashamed of what you had just done at all. The smeared cum on your lips was proof of your enjoyment.

Suguru felt his heart race. He had never experienced such an intense and passionate moment like this. And it wasn't just physical pleasure, but an emotional release as well. Seeing you like this, so wild and unashamed... it was incredible.

Yeah, it was the first time seeing you like this—but Suguru had a gut feeling that this definitely wasn’t gonna be the last.

[n3tworksucks]

Hey babe! Could you do like a NSFW alphabet headcanon thing for Carl Gallagher?

Ily🤍🤍

HIII BBY OFCC ILYT🤍🤍 (UPDATED!!)

word count;1430

warnings; nsfw n stuff sooo..... do what you want with that💀(an- i updated it because it wasn't too accurate and it was finally starting to bother me so i hope i made it a little more accurate😘)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

he'd probably already have like a towel and water or something so when yall are done he could just quickly clean up then probably cuddle, or smoke and talk or both.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I'd say he likes his upper body(like idk how to explain lmao) so his torso and arms and stuff because like he could do a lot with his arms and stuff ;)

and for you, probably your boobs or thighs because he likes leaving hickeys on them and he love going down on you, so I could definitely see him growing some extra love for your thighs, and it doesn't even have to be sexual too, he just loves every part of you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

loves cumming inside, like if you're on the pill or hes using a condom, but if not, I feel like his pull out game if pretty strong, so hed like to cum on your lower stomach or back. and for you, he'd love it if you came anywhere lol, like him just knowing he made you cum just makes it better.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I feel like he'd wanna talk to his friends about his sex life not necessarily to brag. but also doesn't because he doesn't wanna risk any information getting out and you getting upset or something. but he'd probably tell a little to Ian if the subject came up somehow, but no details.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

oh god do I even have to answer💀? yes he is. I think we all know lol.. but mostly from like research from when he was younger, because he's not a virgin, but he definitely knows how and what to do in general, but the more you go at it, the more he learns your body and what it takes to pleasure you.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying.)

hes got a few for different places, but his mains are missionary but maybe with one ankle on his shoulder, or dogy, and if you have a favorite he'd most likely try it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

I mean, not all the time. I'd say 50/50. like there's times where its not a need to be serious but thats mostly the vibe, like it was an important date night or something. then other times like if you're both high or a little out of it then I'm sure there's a few giggles and jokes.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

doesn't focus too much down there, but he'd probably trim when he feels like it or wants to look nice lmao.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

yess, he loves the feeling of being close to you and to him it feels like it just builds the bond more, like even if its angry sex, he'd still kiss you lovingly and stuff like that.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

sometimes yeah, like you're not able to see each other for a while, he'd probably jack off a few times, but doesn’t wanna do it often because he wants to wait for when you get to be with each other again ;)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

he'd probably be into tying or holding your hands together, maybe a blind fold here and there if you're feeling frisky, and he'd probably be into smoking a joint or something too, like shotgunning.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

mostly the bedroom, but, if you both were horny enough, probably a public bathroom, either in a stall or he'd lock the bathroom door and fuck on the counter. or anywhere, he doesn't care.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

it doesn't take much, but he's better at controlling now, but what would get him going now is when you'd just physically love on him, like rub his thigh a little, kiss his neck, tell him you love him. if you do all those, he'd probably drag you away from everybody and go somewhere private. and idk why… but I can see this turning him on too, like when you're sweaty and stuff, I think if he thinks of another reason for you to be sweaty, that would probably get him going.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

definitely a no to anything that could hurt you and make you uncomfortable. no knifes, no major rough kinks and stuff, he'd hate to see you get hurt even a little with stuff like that, like wouldn't be too into harsh degradation, and doesn't wanna make you try unless its tears of pleasure.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

loooves going down on you all the time, like, he gets pleasure out of it too, he gets pussy drunk a lot of the time, but also loves a good blow. but he mainly gives first, knowing you give back eventually.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

if its just normal casual sex, probably at a slight faster speed just because. not rough, but if its special or you both have some time on your hands, he'd go slow and sensual

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

not his favorite, but sometimes you both just need a moment, or just need to be quick with it. he's definitely good at quickies though if you need to be fast.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

he doesn't mind experimenting with things youd wanna try, or something he saw on the internet or something. and he doesn't care about where, like a public bathroom or in a car. in a way he likes the feeling, but doesn’t necessarily wanna get caught.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

oh god, after military school he could probably go forever lmao, but obviouslyat some point there's rest. but I think he could go at least 3+. whether thats in the same time or same day, but i think after rounds, there'd be a break then he'd be back at it.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

now… I think at some point, you both would talk about it, like maybe he ask about it after he passed that one aisle at a cvs💀 but if you did end up using toys at some point, they'd mainly be for you, like a vibrator or something, but wouldn't wanna use them all the time, because he wants to be the only one that can make you feel good yknow?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he'd tease a little, mainly with his words, but even if he was unfair, he'd let you get back at him sometime to even it out.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

if he's on top, he groans more, maybe let's one or two moans out, but its mainly heavy breathing. but if you were on top, he'd moan more, and act more subby. especially if he's he's pussy drunk, he'd moan while eating you out.

W = Wild Card ( a random headcanon)

so kinda back to like how to get him going, I feel like he's sensitive to certain touches and words/tones with you. like only if you're trying to get him going, and he can tell the difference between you being horny and you being affectionate, so if you touche him like that, you know he's sighing, closing his eyes, and leaning his head back

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on under the belt)

I'd say.. about 6.5-7 inches. I'm not gonna go further💀

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

pretty high, but can control his thoughts a little more, and by that I mean from 70,000 times a day to probably more times a day lmao

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he'd wait for you to fall asleep, and even when you're asleep, he'd still probably be awake not doing anything but laying with the love of his life.

[julietsbody]

what are ur thoughts on dealer and/or hitman luke……i think he’d be mad possessive and touchyyy

DEALER ! LUKE OH MY GOD…. 

ever since you came along, trotting in with your fluffy heels and pink mini skirt, luke automatically knew you were his favorite client— you were just so sweet in all ways, you smelled like a strawberry cheesecake, looked like a barbie, and acted like an angel. why would a girl like you even want to buy drugs? let alone be near a dealer. 

his brows knit together when you offer him cash for the drugs like it’s a sin, “no, no, ‘ts free, mami, aphrodite’s daughters get it free.” 

none of the other children of aphrodite bought from him, so it was his way of saying you got special treatment, without entirely saying it. your lips immediately curve to a glittery smile, tucking the cash away, “really? you’re the best, luke!” 

he tries not to flinch when your arms wrap around him suddenly, unfamiliar with these kinds of affections, especially with the fact that most of his customers are either gods or the counselors that don’t even try to speak with him. “yeah yeah, you got it, princess—“ he pulls you away from him for a second to look down at your face, “hey, uh, y’know you could always smoke with me, instead of going to those shitty parties— they’re real unsafe ‘nd good girls like you don’t wanna get in trouble, yeah?” 

so that’s how it all started, him having you on his lap, or your face pushed into the pillows on his bunk as he thrusted his fat tip into you from behind, bruising your cervix. whenever you were on his lap, you were either getting yourself off by riding his thigh ever so slightly, acting like he wouldn’t notice— god, you were so stupid. eventually he’s wrapping his fingers around your waist and tugging you to his bulge, and now he’s watching your tits bounce as you move on his dick, “so g-good—.. oh m’ gods.. y’re so big, luke—“ 

“uh huh, you can take it, princess— shit. are you always this fuckin’ wet?” 

[base0h]

Smoker, Luffy and croco boy with a s/o who has the same devil fruit as them and uses it to annoy/prank them constantly.

Crack fic pls

Take care love<3

not me starting to laugh like doffy when I saw this💀💀 ew. anon thank you for allowing me to showcase my endless amount of crack in my mind 💜

warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, crack

- the amount of times you’ve scared the shit out of this man is kind of sad. I’m assuming poor smoker gets spooked a lot because of your abilities, and sometimes you’re not even trying to scare him 💀

- you could be minding your own business, floating around and flying around the room during a break with a face mask on. Bro walks in and just dies bec the first thing he sees is a detached floating head with a white face

- “WHAT THE FU-?!”

- and when he gets scared he sets off a bunch of “traps” aka stubbing his toe on a chair that was clearly out of the way, and hitting his head on the doorway

- “IT’S ME!” -you

- I mean- what the fuck were you supposed to do? The man just kept falling backwards into things! He thought you were some kind of monster so he just kept running as he tripped over everything in his way 💀

- this is what he thought was happening:

- “SMOKER. IT’S LITERALLY ME STOP RUNNING!”

- “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY GIRLFRIEND?!”

- Tashigi started chasing after him too because she was wondering something abt navy stuff so he kept getting more scared since he couldn’t see what was chasing him😭he just thought you were multiplying 💀

- I’d be scared too if some Smokey person is literally floating after me with a face mask 😂😂😂

- man smoked 56 cigarettes before finally calming down

- “I wish you didn’t have the same devilfruit as me y/n.”

- “OH COME ON I WASNT EVEN TRYING TO SCARE YOU!”

- “IT WORKED!” -him

- “Do you still love me tho?” -you

- “..yeah.”

- on your birthday he blew himself into a balloon and camouflaged into the numerous balloons you got from the crew before you woke up

- when you finally woke up (keep in mind, Luffy was so determined that he woke up early for this prank :0) you stared at the balloons with a smile, the crew was so nice!

- “Hey thanks guys!”

- you walked over to them and took the string of one of them in your hand. It’s amazing how you didn’t hear Luffy giggling like a maniac 😭

- he scooted behind you, making himself lose a bit of air so his blown up face was right behind your head, tapping your shoulder with his long arm

- “BOOO!”

- Nah you smacked the shit out of him, screaming as your fists were covered in haki, ready to punch the absolute soul out of him from fear

- “Luffy?! WHAT THE HELL?!”

- “Ow! Why did you punch me?!”

- “BECAUSE YOU SCARED ME!”

- Poor dude’s face was swollen for the whole day, and you apologized for hitting him after he said sorry for scaring you.

- can you imagine a Luffy balloon in your face? No I don’t mean just his stomach blowing up, I mean his fucking face blown up, and the rest of his body looking all skinny as the string 💀💀 pls I’d cry and shit my pants

- you really can’t beat him in pranks because he always seemed to get you better 😭 but you sure tried

- at night when he was snoring away, you attached yourself to the ceiling, your limbs stretching as your head stretched down to him. (You looked like my sleep demon) “Pssst, Luuuuuuffyyy!”

- “Hm???”

- ok when you’re half asleep you can’t really make out anything, so all the poor guy saw was a fucking demon

- the way he screamed and ran was hilarious, he did not sleep well for days, and clung onto you in bed or whenever he got a chance 🥲

- 100% done with your shit :)

- One time you pretended you were a sandcastle on the beach and waited for him to get closer before making your face pop out at him

- he smacked you with his hook. And… broke your nose 💀

- “…Sorry.”

- “…It’s fine. I’m sorry for trying to scare you.”

- you’re literally struggling to hold in your tears with blood pouring from your nose (BRO WHEN YOUR NOSE GETS SMACKED IT HURTS)

- he felt bad because you’re trying not to cry while sobbing. Poor guy didn’t mean to slap you with haki 💀 nor did he mean to break your nose in half

- he gave you a hug, and let you wear his coat as long as you want since it’s super cozy and fluffy. Also made sandcastles with you while you recovered

- after you felt better, and your nose was finally healed, you both went to the beach again to relax.

- He didn’t like going near the water so he just sat on a chair and watched you find seashells, little sea snails, and other stuff. You brought one back for him, and I swear you’re going to kill the poor guy because of how sweet you are 😭

- he found a mound of sand next to his chair and sighed, you’re trying to prank him again? Didn’t you ever learn?

- “y/n I know that’s you.”

- when there was no response, he grumbled and stood up, poking at the mound with a sigh.

- “Y/n. Please stop.”

- “Huh? Crocodile? Why are you poking that mound of sand?” -you

- his eyes widened as he turned around to see you standing there with a couple sea shells. Wait a damn minute, then what the fuck was this mound of sand doing here?!

- “CROCODILE THOSE ARE SAND SNAKES!”

- The snakes poked their heads out and poor Crocodile picked you up bridal style and started running as they chased you two

- “I THOUGHT IT WAS YOU!” -him

- “I’M NOT DUMB ENOUGH TO DO THAT AGAIN!”

- You gotta hand it to him, the first thing he did when he saw those snakes was pick you up and start running as fast as he could 😭 you were glad you had such a caring man :))) because doffy would’ve totally left you to die 💀

a/n - I feel bad for smoker

[toxic3mmy]

prompt: alex is your new and annoying stepbrother

warnings: incest (kinda?), taboo, smexual scenarios, and again… INCESTTTT

not everyone is interested in themes like this and that’s okay! keep in mind, this is all made up and i am by no means encouraging blood relative incest lolll

also, im trying something new— this will be a mini book with hopefully more than two chapters so stay tuned!

Part One

you sighed as you looked at your reflection. new town, new life, new school, but the same old you.

you only had one person you knew in this new city but even then, you didn’t want to overwhelm him with the fact that he’s all you had. you sighed again as you finished getting ready.

a text message from him let you know that he was outside waiting for you. you grabbed your keys and purse before making your way to his car.

“for someone that doesn’t want attention on them, you sure look hot tonight” he winked

“oh shut up. you know i don’t want to go to this party, missa”

“i know, but hey, it could be a good way to make friends you know?”

“i guess you make a good point… let’s go”

he drove you to the house party and you hesitantly followed him inside. immediately as you walked in, missa was greeted by a lot of different people. you felt a little jealous that he had so many friends already. still, you smiled as he let you know he was going to be with his friends and to meet him later in the night for a ride home.

you decided to make your way to the kitchen to find some alcohol to help loosen you up. hopefully you’ll be able to socialize after a drink or two.

you made yourself a simple orange juice and tequila drink and soon wandered off to the vacant backyard. you sat in one of the benches and watched the moon rise.

you weren’t excited about moving, not one bit. but you knew that your mom had a long distance relationship here and you just wanted her to be happy.

you sipped your drink and enjoyed the nighttime breeze. you weren’t too bothered by being by yourself, you were actually quite used to it. you just hoped that it would be a decent college year, considering it was your senior year.

“y/n! hey, want to smoke with me and my buddies?” missa suddenly appeared from inside

“um.. sure, if you’re okay with that”

“of course i am or i wouldn’t have asked” he laughed and led you to the other side of the wraparound back porch

“guys, this is y/n, she just moved here from texas. she’s pretty cool” missa smiled

you nervously waved at his friends and stood quietly as they introduced themselves briefly and passed around a blunt. you weren’t much of a smoker so you knew to take it easy. after you took a small puff, you went to hand it to one of missa’s friends that was standing near you. just as you approached him, he turned around and ran right into your outreached hand with the blunt, burning his arm

“im so sorry—”

“aw fuck! god, watch what the fuck you’re doing you clumsy bitch!” he yelled right in your face

“it was an accident! you don’t have to be such an asshole!” you spat right back

“woah, chill alex, she didn’t mean to do that” missa suddenly said sternly, defensively standing in front of you to shield you

“you’re seriously gonna defend this bitch?” alex narrowed his eyes at you

“dude, i think you’ve had enough to drink”

“fuck you missa… protect your prissy little whore all you want” he mumbled

you had had enough of his insults and you threw your ice cold drink in his face, smiling as he began to cry out that his eyes were burning

missa quickly grabbed your hand and led you through the house and into his car. the two of you were suddenly laughing uncontrollably.

“so much for a first impression” you said, shaking your head

“well, it could’ve been worse. but hey, at least tomorrow you’ll make a better first impression when you meet your mom’s boyfriend and his son” missa shrugged

“i guess you’re right”

he dropped you off at your aunt’s house and you got ready for bed.

~

you woke up early to make sure that all your things were packed and ready to go.

although your mom was in a long distance relationship, her boyfriend had proposed to her a month ago which is why she decided to move the two of you all the way to california.

you had been staying at your aunts house with your mom for about a week now and today was the day that her fiancé was back from a business trip.

this meant that it was also the day the two of you were moving in with her fiancé and his son. yeah… it was definitely a lot to take in. his son still lived with him even though he was in the same grade as you. this was probably because his dad was always away on business trips. at least you’ll have one other person you’ll know at your new college.

“ready to go, mija?”

“yup” you smiled and the two of you said goodbye to your aunt

the car ride to your mom’s fiancés house wasn’t too long. you looked around the neighborhood and admired the huge houses.

as you approached a house at the end of a cul de sac, you almost gasped at the sight. this house was beautiful. it had so many windows which definitely meant a ton of rooms. you were in awe.

your mom put a code in at the front gate and she parked in the driveway. the two of you started unloading your luggage just as a tall handsome older man approached your mom.

“hola hermosa, im so happy to see you” he smiled and embraced your mother

“and you must be y/n, it’s very nice to finally meet you” he took your hand and kissed it gently

“it’s nice to meet you as well” you smiled

the three of you brought in all the luggage from the car. the inside of the house was even more beautiful. you admired its entirety as your mom and soon to be stepdad were catching up a bit

“well, feel free to look around ladies. i will show you to your rooms and— oh yes! i wanted to introduce you to my son. vieja.. y/n… this is my son alexis” he gestured to the figure that was making his way downstairs

your blood immediately boiled as you realized exactly who he was. you said nothing as your mother hugged him and introduced the two of you. you felt enraged and embarrassed all at once

this is definitely going to be a shit show.

[munsster]

Hiiiiiiii loved your Eddie munson x wealthy!reader fix, I was wondering if you could do a billy Hargrove one? Thank you bby💗

billy with a wealthy s/o

A/N: its 100% giving reluctant allies to lovers gif cred: @selinasdalton

Warnings: partying, drinking/smoking, insults (mostly playful), pet names (sweetheart), implied sex

the FIRST thing i thought of was reader rolling with the popular crowd

ie harrington, tommy, carol etc

and seeing billy for the first time at a party

honestly, he probably offers you a drink or better yet a smoke

and you’re disgusted (horny)

and he thinks he’s totally gonna score (you accepted his drink offer)

neither of you really remember how or when it started

you can never agree on an anniversary date

but you both know he fell first

mainly because he was absolutely floored by just how many insults you had ready in your back pocket

“the ball goes in the basket, airhead” “you look like rob lowe if he was a woman and a munch” “my dog could sink more free throws than you and he’s 20 years old”

honestly, he was a little flattered by your creativity

which is why he knew he had to get in your pants somehow

and the first time you invited him over to your house, you wouldn’t hear the end of it

“hey, richie rich, where’s your robot maid?”

“oh, it’s her day off”

“…”

“i’m kidding,” you tease, “she’s not a robot”

he does not know how to handle the amount of shit you spoil him with

“billy… i really like your necklace”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“i can buy you a new—”

“i dont need a new one, sweetheart”

and you don’t know how to handle the fact that he doesn’t want to be spoiled

but you eventually figure out how to be sneaky with it

making him lunches (con caviar), ‘accidentally’ misplacing his shoes so you have to buy him new ones, taking him to fancy barbershops and paying half the cost so it still seems like he’s paying the full price

some may say it’s manipulative. you say it’s loving.

and the first time he buys you a meaningful, mildly expensive gift, you tear up a little bit

you bringing him to the golf course and finding out 1) he’s really good at golf and 2) he is excellent cougar bait

not that you want the over 60’s hitting on your man, but it’s very sweet when they send him drinks and call him a handsome young man

you definitely encourage him to play into it with some “how are you young ladies this evening?” and “don’t you have to be 21 to sit at the bar?” action

he has his fun with it, but he really only does it ‘cause it makes you smile

would never BEG for anything…. but he DOES get really sad when you don’t bring him to the mall to watch you try on shoes or sweaters or whatever.

yeah, if there’s something he’d beg for, it’s that

he lives for the moment you walk out of the dressing room, do a twirl, and ask (like clockwork) “do you like it?”

his answer is always yes, but you claim to know the differences in his tone that indicate what he actually likes

sometimes, if he’s lucky, you’ll let him sit inside the dressing room. watching you change. watching you change.

he is the reason you’re both banned from sears at starcourt

the first really expensive watch you gift him is INSANE

it has like four dials and you said something about alligator leather and 18 carat gold

he can’t decide between wearing it on special occasions to preserve its value or never taking it off because he loves you

when you do stay at his house, usually no ones home

but you have met max

and she likes to stay away from you

but you took her to get a new skateboard and you think that might’ve helped her warm up to you

just a smidge

now she lets you gossip about stupid boys and watch shitty action movies with her

she even promised she would go as croft’s robin for halloween if you swore you’d go as wilson’s batman

that was an interesting halloween for billy

your mansion house has this shiny ass gramophone in one of the downstairs offices

and you told billy that the last thing that had played on it was a glenn miller ‘best of’ album

and that was just not good enough for billy

so one night, he brought over his twisted sister vinyl and convinced you to dance with him while what you don’t know blasted through the brassy pavillon

he also may or may not have convinced you to make out with him while the rest of the record played

even though you drive a brand new, cherry red benz (convertible, he might add), you still love it when he drives the two of you in his camaro

but you also let him drive your car whenever he wants. and he wants to most of the time.

in fact, he’s pretty sure he drives your car more than you do

he also loves to let you dress him up

and do his hair (please practice that cute hairstyle you saw on him. he’ll think about your hands in his hair for hours on end)

even if youre just going on a chill diner date, you still drag him into your (now shared) walk-in closet and pick out these satin shirts and pressed slacks and the shiniest shoes he’s ever seen

but of course, most of your dates are lavish and breathtakingly creative, anyway, so he’s already dressed accordingly

his new catch phrase is something along the lines of “what happened to eating somewhere normal. like pizza hut”

sometimes, his only requirement is “as long as there’s no chandelier”

you flatter him so often, he gets grumpy on days you forget to call him handsome (or pretty boy, which has really grown on him)

typically, he wouldnt go for all the fuss and feathers, but he likes to see you happy.

and boy, does prettying him up make you happy

seriously, you get the wildest look on your face. it’s fulfilling enough that billy feels safe to say he’s content being your ken doll forever

if you’d let him

masterlist

[hyunjinswifelol]

study session. h.hj

warnings: weed, getting high, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f!receive), reader wheres skirt, reader is called y/n, reader is also fem mostly, hyunjin wears rings, reader is a teachers pet, use of slut

summary: reader goes to hyunjin to study, knowing hes really smart. they end up getting high together and do interesting things.

“excuse me, do you know which dorm room is uh.. hwang hyunjins dorm?” y/n asked. the front desk lady gave her a weird look. “why do you need to know?” “hes the smartest in my class and i need tutoring lessons” she said. “hes in room 238 on floor 4. be careful, hes not really a good kind of boy” “i-.. okay thanks!” y/n ran to the elevator, trying not to drop everything, including her bag. she pressed floor 4, and hoped he was even in his room. “room 238.. where is it” she questioned herself, wondering the halls. she found it. her heart was racing. she knocked. “y/n?..” “hyunjin!! hi, can you tutor me please? the math is terrible and-“ “you want me to tutor you?” hyunjin asked, sarcastically laughing. she nodded slowly, afraid he’ll turn her down. “is it too much? are you busy? do i need to come another time-“ “no y/n youre fine. i just wasnt expecting you to come to me” hyunjin said, scratching the back of his neck. she nodded again, less worried. he was much taller than her, she just realized. he was about 5’10, and she was about 5’2. hyunjin opened his door more and let her in. “thanks.. im sorry. i didnt mean to bother you or anything” she said, slightly looking down. “hey its okay.. i understand, schools hard you know? dont worry about it” she smiled and nodded. he was really cute she thought. “do you want a drink?” he asked. “sure.. do you have sweet tea?” hyunjin nodded. “oh sorry.. you can set your stuff down on my table and ill get everything ready” hyunjin said, pulling a chair out for her. “thanks, youre really a gentleman” she said, patting his arm. he blushed. “thanks.. i try to help nice to women. i also try to be nice to you, youre the most favorite in the school you know? the teachers love you” “my parents donated a bunch of money to the school, thats the only reason they love me” “youre really kind to them, they probably like that too, respecting teachers is really important” she nodded. he poured her a glass of tea. “do you smoke?” he asked, sitting down infront of her, handing her the tea. her eyes lit up, and went wide. “do i.. smoke?” he nodded. “do you? i have some weed, we can share a joint before we study, it’ll calm your nerves. youre tense honey” she nodded. “ive never done this before hyunjin.. is it okay?” “ofcourse it is, i wouldnt harm you” hyunjin stood up and went to the kitchen. y/n followed him. he went to roll a joint. he was rolling it up and making it a cigarette type to smoke. y/n was staring at his hands the whole time. the veins, the tings, the tendons, his long fingers. she wondered what they felt like inside her. no. she cant think like that. this is her classmate, and possibly new study friend. “your rings are cool” she softly said. “oh thanks! im glad you notic- how did you notice?..” he said. “i was staring” she mumbled, slightly embarrassed. “you were staring st my hands?” he said, genuinely confused. “yeah.. i mean you have nice hands” “thanks.. are you like.. obsessed with my hands?” “no.. i was just staring cause theyre nice. your nail polish is cool too” she smiled. “thanks” he smiled back at her. “okay done. wanna hit first?” “can you?.. i dont know how to do this” she said, looking at the floor embarrassed. “its okay, dont be embarrassed.. i wouldnt expect you to know how to smoke anyways” he said. he took a big hit, then blew out. “when you take a hit, you’ve gotta inhale it, be careful, it’ll make you cough” he handed it to her. “thanks” she said. she hit it, inhaled, choked a little, then blew out. “wow.. i feel weird” “its normal, after a few more puffs youll feel like youre floating, trust me sweetheart” he said. her cheeks got red at the pet name. she never really liked pet names if she’s completely honest, but she feels warm when he calls her pet names. he took another hit, and did it like a pro. she took another hit, but coughed alot. “its okay, youll get the hang of it” hyunjin reassured her. they took turns back and fourth. after a while, y/n felt very high, and very clingy. “hyunjin.. can we watch a movie?” she asked. “arent we supposed to study?”

“fuck studying” she said. his eyes went wide. she just cussed? “i-.. sure hun, what do you wanna watch?” “romance. like.. shrek!” “thats not a romance honey” he said laughing. “dont laugh.. and yes it is” “okay then..” he took her to the living room. he sat down. she was still standing though. “you can sit down you know..” he said smiling, but slightly confused. “can you spread your legs?” she mumbled. he nodded and did so. she sat in between them. he froze completely. “can you scoot back a little? i dont wanna fall off the couch” she looked back at him smiling innocently. he nodded. he scooted back. she layed back to where her back was against his chest. he got the remote and found shrek and started playing it. she hit the joint again. “jinnie i think im getting high.. am i okay?” she said, now being serious. “its normal love, trust me you’ll be okay” she nodded. she got herself comfortable. her head was resting in ghe crook of his neck, her thighs pressed together between his, her back against his chest, and her hands on his thighs. “this is comfy” she whispered. “good. it is” he smiled. her hair smelled really good. his arms were right beside his thighs, and y/n took that as an opportunity to gran then and wrap them around her waist. he looked down at it, and smiled. “hold me” she said. “okay honey” he said, smiling brighter than ever. she held the joint up to his lips and hetook a hit. she took a hit after him. she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. his arms were loosly wrapped around her waist. “hi lovely” he said. she blinked a few times. then smashed her lips on his. he immediately kissed back. his arms tightened around her. she pulled away after a moment. “can we go to your room?” she shyly asked. “what are you wanting to do in there that we cant do in here?” he asked messing woth her soft hair. “can you make me feel good?” she mumbled. hyunjins pants got tight, and she felt that. she was acting so innocent but shes not at the same time, hyunjin loved it. y/n got up and waited for hyunjin to. “right down the hallway lovely” he said, and held her hand softly. she went and sat on his bed, and he closed his door. the only lightin there was a lamp. she stared at him. he stared backat her. “are you sure you want this?” she nodded. “ive never done it before but i want you to be my first hyunjin. please?” she whispered. he nodded. he wanted this as much as she did. hes fucked multiple girls, but none like her. hes always thought that y/n was special and innocent and pretty, but that innocent thought was long gone. hyunjin kissed her, and they started making out. his tounge slid in her mouth, and he bit her bottom lip- making her whine. hyunjin felt his dick get harder. he slowly pushed her down to where she was laying on her back. his hands roamed her body, and she loved it. her mind and his were all fuzzy, most likely from being stoned, but for her it was that and the feeling of his hands all over her. his hand went down to her wet pussy. he broke the kiss. “do you want me to touch you sweetheart?” he asked, teasing her. “yes please” she whined. he rubbed her clothed clit and she moaned. “lets take these panties off okay?” he said, rubbing up and down her thighs. she nodded. he slip them down to her ankles and threw them somewhere across the room. hyunjin rubbed her clit, and it felt even better with her panties off. “you like that? you like my fingers touching you?” “yes- feels s-so good” she moaned out. hyunjin pushed his middle finger in her entrance. she whined and threw her head back on the bed. “you wanna lay down love?” he asked, still fingering her. she nodded. she scooted back to where her back was slightly against the headboard. he crawled in between her legs and he was face to face with her pussy. “can i?” he asked. “please” she whispered. and just like that that, his face was burried in her pussy. his tounge going in and out of her entrance at a fast pace. y/n’s mind was fully blank, only the thought of hyunjin eating her out like a pro. she grabbed his hair.

hyunjin looked up at her. she closed her eyes and whined. hyunjin came up and kissed her, and started fingering her again- but with two fingers. “hyunjin” she moaned. “yes darling? you like it? you like taking my fingers?” he softly said, playing with her hair in his other hand. she nodded and whined. “you look so fucking pretty. a princess getting fucked in that slutty skirt.. my princess getting fucked in her slutty skirt” she moaned. she liked him calling her a slut. “im your slut?” she whispered. “yes darling youre my little slut okay? youre my princess, my slutty princess” he said, fingering her at the fastest pace possible. “hyun- your fingers” y/n moaned out. “my fingers? you like them? they making my princess feel good?” he asked kissing her forehead. “yes they feel so good-your rings they feel” she said before moaning. “they feel good dont they” he said. she nodded. “lets take this little shirt off okay?” he said, pulling her little pink crop top off. she covered her chest. “hey dont cover or be shy my love” he said slowly pulling her arms softly. “here ill take mine off so youre not alone lovely” he said removing his fingers from her pussy. “hyunjin-“ she whined, feeling empty. “i know darling, youll get what you want soon, i promise” he whispered, taking his shirt off and going back down on her again. “you taste like heaven darling” he whispered. he sucked her clit, and she almost screamed. she bucked her hips in his face, practically riding it. “hyunjin im gonna cum- please can i?” she cried. “yes love” he tounge fucked her for a minute and she came right in his mouth. he slurped her juices and came up to kiss her again. she tasted herself. “lets get this slutty skirt off hm?” he said. she nodded, and he ripped it right off. he got off the bed for a minute. he unbuckled his pants and slid them off, as well as his boxers. his cock sprung right out. her eyes went wide in fear. it looked about 9 inches. she was worried it wouldnt fit. “will it fit hyunjin?” she whispered. “yes love, dont worry okay? ill take care of you” he said, laying her down. he aligned his cock with her hole. “im gonna go in slowly okay? squeeze my hand if it hurts” he whispered. he offered his hand and she held it. he pushed in his tip. she squeezed his hand a little. “you okay darling?” he whispered, his thumb carresing her knuckles. she nodded. “you got this” he whispered. he pushed in another 3 inches. he waited a moment and pushed in a few more inches. he still had about 4 more inches to go. so, he went balls deep in her pussy. “youre tight love” he said, smiling at her. “youre big hyunie” she said, eyes welled with tears. “do you want me to move now?” he asked, holding her hand tight. she nodded. he moved about halfway out and pushed back in very slow. he repeated that for a few minutes. “hyun.. faster please” she whispered, eyes shut tight. he hummed an ‘mhm’ and picked up his pace. “shit” he whispered. he went faster now. she moaned his name a few times. “hyunjin faster-“ she said, and then he went at a rapid pace. she moaned even louder than before. “im gonna cum darling, can i cum in you?” he asked. she nodded, tears streaming from her eyes. she felt herself getting closer too. she clenched around him, and then he came. she came a few seconds after him. he layed beside her. she was panting. “you did great love” he said, still holding her hand. sweat was dripping down his neck. she lookrd over at him, and stared at the sweat. she caused that sweat. “lets get cleaned up and head to bed hm?” he said. “im staying here tonight?” she asked. hyunjin stood up and went to grab a towel. “yeah.. if you want to obviously” he said and smiling at her. “can i sleep in here?” she asked, stars in her eyes. “ofcourse lovely” he cleaned themselfs off. she put her underwear and bra on. he put some boxers amd sweatpants on. “hyunjin?” “hm?” “can i borrow a shirt?” “ofcourse, let me get you one” he said. he walked to his closet and found a white t shirt. he handed it to her and kissed her forehead. she smiled and giggled. “what?” he asked.

“you give me butterflies when you kiss my forehead” she said, looking up at him and smiling. “then ill do it more often” he cockily said. she put the shirt on and collapsed on his bed. he layed doen next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. she rolled over and shoved her face in his chest. “you smell good” she mumbled. “do i?” “mhm” he smiled. he kissed her forehead. “goodnight darling” he said. “goodnight jinnie” “love you” “love you too” she smiled. her face was in his neck and her arms were around his neck, while his was around her waist. they both eventually fell asleep.

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

E like enigma

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles August warm-up round. Prompt: college AU.

Rated: G

CW: none

Tags: Secret admirer, not actually unrequited love, no UD AU

"Oooh," Robin croons and hands him a book from the stack of returns. "You've got another!"

"Oh yeah?" 

Steve's stomach does a funny little flip, but he tries to keep his tone casual. He fails. Knows it. Knows that she knows he tried, and knows he failed. Robin wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. 

"C'mon, have a look! What does it say?" 

Steve steals a glance at the part of the college library that's visible from their desk. As is to be expected on a Friday night, there aren't many people around. Just some students frantically studying for exams or pouring over last-minute papers.  

Robin nudges him impatiently. He sighs and flips the book open.

The name scrawled at the bottom of the lending card in narrow, scratchy handwriting is the same as always. 

E. Munson 

As always, there's a sheet of cheap notebook paper tucked next to it, folded in half. 

The first time this happened, Steve didn’t put much meaning to it. Students will use all kinds of things as bookmarks. Candy wrappers, restaurant bills, hell, even a condom wrapper on one particularly noteworthy occasion. (Robin gagged so hard at that one she had to excuse herself to the staff room for a solid ten minutes.) 

So, the first time he emptied the returns box and found a note in one of the books, he assumed E. Munson had simply forgotten to take it out.

There was a little heart doodled on it, and the words You’re really cute underneath. It had to be from E.'s girlfriend or boyfriend, surely. Steve wondered if they'd miss it.

Ever since, the notes have gotten more specific and, lately, more and more frequent. Some will compliment his hair or his clothes or his smile. Those make him preen a little, even though he denies it to Robin’s grinning face. Others are soft and thoughtful, telling him to drink enough water when it's hot outside, or asking if he's resting enough when he's stressing over exams. Those make him feel a different kind of happy - all warm and fuzzy and light. 

The books with the notes only ever show up on Steve’s shifts, and only ever in the returns box. Whoever E. Munson is, they're pretty damn sneaky. 

They're also driving Steve low-key insane. Because the notes are lovely, don't get him wrong. He kind of already has his eyes on someone else, though. Even if it's silly, even if he's sure nothing will come of it …

Robin is looking like she's about to explode with anticipation, so he sighs and folds the note open. 

Wanna take you out for drinks after your shift. Meet me at the back entrance? 

*

The back entrance is illuminated only by one dim streetlight and he is a little sorry he turned down Robin's offer of standing guard around the corner. There's a lonely figure standing just outside the keg of light, smoking a cigarette and- 

"Oh. Hi, Eddie." 

Eddie looks up at him and his face breaks into a delighted, dimpled smile. And maybe it's the lamplight or the foggy air of the early fall afternoon, but his face looks uncharacteristically soft. 

"Steve, hey. Hoped you'd show up."

"Y-yeah?" Steve stutters, stomach swooping with something that's half joy and half horror. 

See, the thing is, he likes Eddie. They're majoring in different subjects, so they've only had two or three classes together. Hell, he doesn’t even know the guy's last name. 

They've talked a few times, though. Maybe even flirted a bit. 

But he has no delusions about this turning into anything more. The flirting and the furtive glances over the tops of textbooks are one thing, but there's no way that Eddie - with his rings and his leather and his chains and his unruly mop of dark curls that Steve itches to bury his hands in - would actually be into preppy ex-jocks in pastel colored polos.

Still, Steve can't help but feel drawn in by Eddie’s quick wit and smart mouth, that bold bark of a laugh. Not to mention his smile. How the corners of his eyes crinkle with it. How it makes a gentleness poke through that intimidating facade that Steve would like to learn more about. 

He's smiling like that now, and Steve feels his heartbeat quicken and has to bite back a curse. Just his luck that Eddie would show up now, of all times. Now that the mysterious note writer is actually making their move and Steve has decided to try and give them a chance. 

"Erm, listen man …" he starts to say. The collar of his sweater is suddenly too scratchy and too warm on his skin, so he reaches up to tug at it. 

Eddie hums and the smoke of his cigarette mingles with the fog. 

"Yellow suits you, y’know? You should wear it more." 

And shit, if that isn't exactly what one of the notes said, only last week. Steve screws his eyes shut and heaves an aggravated sigh. 

"Yeah, thanks. Listen, I'm sorry Eddie, I really am, but this is kind of a bad time? I'm meeting someone here and-" 

"Ah, the elusive E., right?"

Steve nods. "Right. They'll probably show up any-" 

And wait. 

Wait. 

Hold on a goddamn, motherfucking second. 

He never told Eddie about the notes. 

When he opens his eyes to gawk at Eddie, that smile has turned about one-hundred-and-twenty-three percent more smug. 

"How do you …?" he starts to say. 

One of Eddie’s eyebrows disappears under his fringe. 

"Steve?" 

"Yeah?" 

There's a beat of silence. Something slots into place, and- 

"Oh." 

They both snort matching laughs as Eddie swoops into a bow and offers his hand. 

"Eddie Munson, at your service. Now, are you still game for those drinks?" 

Steve is. 

The next time Eddie slips a note into his returns, he drops the books off in person. 

[unknownperson246]

could you do a threesome with Slash and Duff, making the sounds for 'rocket queen' if ykwim... And lets just say that duff and the reader are tg but slash wanted to join them and they said yes cuz why not 🌚🌚

hiii I’m so so sorry it’s late.

Sex Recording:

words: 912

warnings: *smut* *threesome* *p in v* *oral sex* *m receiving* *duff gets jealous* *cum play* *cum eating* *cussing* *mentions of drugs and alcohol* *usage of drugs and alcohol*

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You and Duff were down at the studio with the rest of the band. You were Duff’s girlfriend. Izzy was there sitting on the couch. He was clearly out of it zoning out every 3 minutes. Axl was on the couch watching Izzy to see if anything went wrong with him. Steven and Slash were arguing over a bottle of Jack Daniels even though there were plenty of bottles for both of them to go through separately. Duff took the bottle of Jack and threw it on the ground so there was nothing to fight over. Slash and Steven were upset. You saw all the white powder and used syringes on the table next to the couch. Izzy had white powder smeared all over his nose. So did Slash and Steven. Axl was sober and he didn't use drugs. He would occasionally drink. Axl would smoke a lot. So did everyone else in the band. You watched Duff occasionally sip his Vodka. Axl wanted to get all the studio stuff over with. So did everyone else. They needed a female. They needed someone with amazing vocal abilities during hot and steamy sex. Unfortunately, Axl had heard you and Duff have sex. Slash heard you both every night from next door at the house you all shared for a bit. Axl wanted to have sex with you for Rocket Queen but Duff and you disagreed. Instead, Axl had another idea.

“Why don’t you two record yourself having sex? In all honesty, I’m too tired to fuck right now,” He said.

You were surprised that your boyfriend's friend had said that in front of you both. Everything was already set up for the both of you at the studio. All you needed to do now was have sex. Axl, Izzy, and Steven left for the both of you to do it. 

“Hey guys” Slash smirked awkwardly.

“Hi,” You say smiling.

“Mind if I join the two of you?” He asked.

You wanted to think straight through it but at the end, you thought why the hell not? You clipped the mic onto your garter that was on your thigh. Slash wanted to eat you out on the couch. Instead, you both came up with how it was going to work.

“Okay, so how about Duff does it first until he has his orgasm? And then Slash could do it straight after Duff is done because some women have multiple orgasms” You say to Slash and Duff. 

“Sure” They both slur their words. Both of them were heavily drunk. Duff removes his pants. Slash watches as Duff enters you.

“Duff” You yelp. You hold on to Duff’s shoulders while the tip of his cock hits your g spot over and over again. He kissed your neck. You both were secure in the position so you both don’t fall over. You felt another pair of hands on your waist. The mic was clipped on you capturing all the perfect moans and sounds of you both doing it.

“Almost there” You softly cry out. Your small sobs and moans made Duff move faster. “Y/N,” He groans as he holds your hips making your pussy his cock even more.

Duff left the ring of his wet orgasm inside of your soaking pussy. You felt a soft coat of liquid from your thighs. Your come-covered thighs were so attractive to Duff. Duff seeing you covered like that with part of him made him feral for another round with you. Duff dropped you and your arms wrapped around the back of Slash's neck. Slash was straddling you just like Duff was. You felt his cock enter you. Slash buried his face in your bare tits as you continued to ride him. “Ohhh” An exaggerated moan escaped your mouth. Duff was sitting down with Slash watching the both of you fuck.

“Slash slow down” You moaned as you felt him twitch inside of you like how a vibrator would. “Oh Slash” You moan weakly. 

You felt his hands on your hips and his face was still buried deep into your huge tits. You felt soft wet strokes to your hard and sensitive nipples. “Oh, Slash” It was his final thrust. You kept stroking his curly hair gently. Duff was jealous that you liked his cock better than his. Duff was sitting there watching in anger. Duff grabbed your head as he watched. Slash’s face fell out of your tits like he was a cat in a tree. He put your mouth to his cock. You were surprised you could even bend like that. Your tongue slowly stroked his cock. Your tongue turned circles around Duff's tip. Soon your mouth started to go up and down his cock. 

“Y/N,” He said taking deep breaths.

You let out moans and small groans from Slash still fucking you. Soon you felt your orgasm occur. Your body was squirming and moving but you knew not to disappoint your blonde boyfriend. Slash got up and passed out on the studio floor while Duff was in the midst of his orgasm. You felt him shake. You felt his salty seed coat the sides of your cheeks. You felt yourself swallowing his wet load. You finally both let out deep breaths from the intense sex all three of you had. The mic caught all of your satisfying moans. The band cut out all the extra noises of Duff and Slash. It was all just your sound.

[satinsummer]

Chapter 2: Movie Night

Summary: It's been over a week since the group has last seen Y/N or Y/BF/N. After the Friday night soccer game gets cancelled due to the thunder storm, they decided to plan a movie night where one thing leads to another

Pairings: G!P Reader x Fem!Sam Carpenter, Fem!Y/BF/N x Tara Carpenter

Chapter 3: https://www.tumblr.com/satinsummer/761170724084973568/chapter-3-the-morning-after?source=share

Warnings: Suggestive language, Drug Use (smoking weed), Fluff 18+ No men or minors pls and thanks!

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Nobody's POV:

"Why don't we invite everyone over for a movie night and sleepover?" Y/BF/N suggests to the small girl laying on her chest. Tara looks up at her, eyes lighting up immediately "Really!? You know the rest of them have been dying to see where you keep me tied every chance you get" Y/BF/N is now hacking up a lung at her girlfriends bold statement barely getting out a "just invite them" before running to the bathroom to collect herself.

While Y/N was finishing up an article about Blackmore's Women's Flag Football Team comeback. She hears Y/BF/N rushing into their shared bathroom sounding like she was dying. Rushing from her desk and out of her room into the hallway she follows the sound of Y/BF/N crazy ass coughing which luckily subsides as Y/N enter the bathroom. "Bitch are you good?" Y/N asks laughing at the poor girl. "Yeah, Tara was just being Tara" Y/BF/N says, cheeks slightly tinted rose. "EWWWWWW" Y/N teases back, before making her way out of the bathroom. "Hey, Wait up! I told Tara she could invite the girls over for a movie night and sleepover. You in?" Y/BF/N asks. "Double date or is chad going to be keeping me company again bec-" "Chad won't be here, she said GIRLS Y/N" Tara interrupts, now joining both girls in the hallway. "Fine. Can you at least invite Sam? Only so she doesn't think this is another plot to go party. She nearly killed me last weekend" Y/N says whining

Tara and Y/BF/N share a knowing look between them after hearing Y/N complaint understanding there was more to her reasoning but not further pressing the topic. They simply agree and send a group text to which everybody eagerly replies to even, Sam. "Do you want me to send a car for them or should we go pick them up? it's way too rainy outside for walking or trains" Y/N says while staring out of the window watching raindrops chasce each other down the glass. "Sending a car? Since when are you so chivalrous Y/N" Tara teases glancing over at the girl on the other side of the room. "Oh, shove it up yours pipsqueak. Y/BF/N send them both cars unless they are all together then obviously just send one" Y/N says calmly after a moment passes, still staring out of the window. "I'll make sure the guest rooms are re-" "GUEST ROOMS?!?!?! HOW FUCKING BIG IS THIS PLACE" Tara yells, as she's about to start taking off down the hallway she's scooped up by Y/BF/N "I will give you the official tour when everyone gets here, baby" Y/BF/N says. "Fine" Tara huffs, stomping back over to the couch.

Y/N excuses herself to go finish editing the article she was working on and afterwards she heads to the bathroom for a scorching hot shower. Once all is said and done in the bathroom Y/N is making her back to her bedroom when she catches a glimpse of Samantha Carpenter walking past the entrance to the hallway and into the living room with Mindy and Anika close behind. Damn, had she showered that long?

Entering her room, Y/N made sure to lock the door as she started to moisturize and get dressed. She didn't want anybody walking in on her whether they were thinking it was the bathroom or it was on Y/BF/N promised tour of your shared loft. Just as Y/N finished getting dressed a soft knock on her door broke her out of her thoughts about tonight and how seeing Sam made her heart race even though she didn't even see her in the hallway. Opening the door Y/N is greeted by 3 smiling face and 1 curious looking Sam staring back at her. "Last stop on the tour: Y/N's room. Notice the low lighting and collectibles." Y/BF/N says as they all push past her and enter the room. "Y/N has a very strict policy of look but don't touch in here. Everything is meticulously placed and kept very orderly. In the center of the room we have a bed that barely sees anybody especially her body, might be here for decoration. You never know" Y/BF/N teases.

Sam found herself looking around Y/N's room more than she'd ever admit aloud but it was hard not to, she was finally in the girl who occupied all of her thoughts personal space, she was in her room, looking at her bed, skimming her fingers across the jam-packed bookshelf. Just next to it stood Y/N's desk, right underneath the flat screen TV on the wall. It also faintly smelled of lavender? Very soothing, Sam might have added if she cared.

"So Y/N how many poor girls have you had in here" Mindy asks with a smirk on her lips. "Wouldn't you like to know M&M, a true lady never kisses and tells" Y/N says looking over at her from the doorway. "Don't let her fool you Mindy, no girls have gotten the chance to touch her bed with all that time she spends in the kitchen SHE barely touches the bed" Y/BF/N says through a laugh. "HEY! You can't just barge in here touch my stuff and insult me!" Y/N whines. "Alright and that concludes the tour of our loft, no questions please and thanks. You can give your tips to Y/N."

Y/BF/N says walking back to the living room with Tara in hand, while Mindy and Anika were close behind the two. Sam still lingered by Y/N's desk, just looking at the papers scatted about, the sticky notes stuck to her monitor screen reminding her of different tasks she still had to complete.

"What do you think? About my room, of course.. does it really scream chick magnet?" Y/N jokes with Sam. After a moment of silence Sam replies "Definitely, Not" as she exits the room to join the others. Y/N stands there only able to chuckle before turning off her light and heading to the living room as well.

After sitting down on the loveseat across from the couch, Y/N took her hoodie off and almost immediately she felt all eyes on her. "DAMN Y/N/N, when you get so cut?" Anika laughs while Mindy feigns fanning herself off as if it was just too hot to handle. "Did you get a new one?!?" Y/BF/N exclaims as she comes over to examine Y/N arm. Sam hadn't seen her bare arms during any of their other interactions and encounters but now she could fully take the younger girl in without the extra coverage on her body. Tattoos covered both her arms, she has a full sleeve on her left arm stopping ever so slightly where her wrist and hand connect while on her right arm it looks like it stretches from her shoulder down to her elbow.

Sam wonders how long each of them took, she wonders what stories are behind them, she found her self wanting to trace them. "Not on my arm" Y/N replies to Y/BF/N "I did get one on my back, it just finished healing. Wanna See?" Eyes lighting up as she finishes her sentence. Before anybody has a chance to agree, Y/N is standing up and pulling her shirt over her head just enough to keep her front covered while exposing her entire back and shoulders.

Truthfully, Sam thought she had died and gone to heaven, Y/N's back was beautifully sculpted, toned in all the right places just waiting to be lic- "That shit is SICK! Is this the cybersigil piece you designed last year?" Y/BF/N asks reaching out to trace the line of the tattoo covering Y/N's back. "Yeah, With a bit of revision and 12hrs of free time on a random Monday night here she is" Y/N responds softly.

"Are we going to start the movie or keep lying about how hot Y/N is" Sam says "No lies are being told, Sammy" Y/N says smirking at the older girl. "The sooner you admit you like my room, and my tattoo(s) the sooner I'll let you taste me" Y/N adds after pulling her shirt back and on. Sam goes completely red in the face, this is the second time Y/N's boldness had left her SPEECHLESS. Instead of responding she just rolls her eyes and picks her phone back up to distract her from burning holes into Y/N's back. Sam wanted to see the tattoo covering the expanse of the girls back again, maybe inside Y/N's room..in her bed...

As all the girls got settled to watch some random movie Tara picked out without anybody else agreeing but disagreeing meant having to find and pick another movie and none of them really had the energy for that right now. "Has everybody eaten? If not I have some thai chicken satay prepped. Could turn them into rice bowls or serve with some more Thai apps if I've got the ingredie-" Y/N rattles off and is walking towards the kitchen before hearing "BOWLS PLEASE" from Tara and Y/BF/N ."Want us to pause the movie?" Y/BF/N asks now joining you in the kitchen. "No, go ahead. I'm gonna get this started and this maybe go down/out for a smoke. I'll make sure to change and wash up a bit after. I don't to trigger T-bones asthma" Y/N states while chopping the veggies, looking over ever so slightly to check the heat on her cast-iron. Burning food is unacceptable to her and everything must come out fully cooked and on time. She's kinda anal about these types of things.

Y/BF/N made her way back to the living room and rejoined the others while the scent of Y/N's cooking began filling the loft. "What are we watching, my love?" Y/BF/N asks Tara "The Babysitter:Killer Queen" She responds never talking her eyes off of the screen but moving closer to Y/BF/N to be held. Soon after Y/N reenters the living room with a serving tray filled with 4 bowls all neatly packed, with chicken rice and veggies, it smells just as good as it looks. She works her way around kindly serving everyone a bowl, noting all of their specific tastes and personal preferences she had learned throughout the entire year she had been friends with girls. "Sorry Sam, I didn't know what you liked, so I opted to put everything on the side and you put in whatever you'd like. There is a peanut sauce served on the side for dipping or drenching. Enjoy" Y/N states and makes her way back into the kitchen to finish cleaning and she goes out up the rooftop for a well deserved joint.

When Y/N finished on the rooftop she just stood there for a bit, taking in the night air, noting how it smelled of heavy rain that promised to engulf the city once again. Making her way back down to the loft, she quietly slipped back inside and started her journey to the bathroom. As she passes the living room, Y/N noticed Anika and Mindy are now gone, probably in the guest room making babydolls while Tara, Sam and Y/BF/N are on their second movie of the night. After freshening up and changing Y/N went back into the kitchen to complete the rest of the dishes , chopped a bit of fruit to eat. Walking back to the living room fruit and water in hand, she takes a seat next to Sam on the couch, offering her some fruit to which she politely declines until Y/N is holding a strawberry up to her lips, eyes on boring into Sam's. "Open" Y/N says and Sam does just that, taking the strawberry between her lips all the while staring Y/N in her eyes. "Good?" Y/N whispers never breaking eye contact with the girl sitting beside her. Sam says nothing and just turns her back to face the TV.

Once the movie was over Tara and Y/BF/N made their way back to Y/BF/N's room, after mumbling a quick "goodnight, love you" to Y/N from Y/BF/N and one from Tara to Sam. The two girls left on the couch sat in a comfortable silence watching the previews for other movies related to the one they had just finished, shortly afterwards Sam got up taking the bowl from Y/N and made her way back to the kitchen putting the bowl in the fridge and making her way back to a stunned Y/N. Sam was walking around like she owned the place and Y/N kinda found it hot.

Before Y/N could process anything else Sam's voice cut through the silence "You're staring again Y/N" She says with a small smile. "I-Y-you're so pretty Sam" Y/N says looking directly into her eyes, then down at her lips and then she slowly makes her way back up to Sam's eyes who now looks ready for Y/N choose to give her. Y/N can't help but to reach out and tuck a loose strand of hair behind Sam's ear, rubbing her thumb softly over her ear and down her jaw. It feels like her entire body responds to not only the compliment but the touch has her on fire.

"Sleep in my room with me" Y/N whispers and Sam can't do anything but nod, allowing the younger girl to lead her down the hall and into her room. Once in the confines of Y/N's room Sam took her hoodie off and climbed into Y/N's bed with ease, it almost felt like she was supposed to be there. Slipping into bed next to her Y/N softly smiled and reassured Sam "I don't want to do anything and I'm sorry if my abrupt request made you uncomfortable. I jus-" "You didn't make me uncomfortable" Sam gently interrupts the younger girls slight rant. "Okay, good..Um goodnight?" Y/N says, turning off the bedside lamps. Afterwards both the girls laid there in complete darkness, listening to the rain that began falling outside as the storm took over the never sleeping city.

They found themselves moving closer to each other until Y/N reached out and pulled Sam into her body. Now with Sam's back pressed against her front, face buried in chocolate tresses she felt like the world had finally settled down. "Goodnight, Y/N" Sam whispered after turning around in Y/N's arms to face her in the dark. Their faces were inches apart and suddenly Sam was leaning in brushing her nose against Y/N's who took that as her greenlight and she kissed Sam so softly almost thought she might break. The kiss got a bit heated between them and eventually Sam was on top on Y/N, kissing her HARD and letting her hands roam down her down her body feeling the swell of her breasts beneath her fingertips, faintly running down her abs underneath her shirt.

Suddenly Sam was flipped on her back and Y/N was above her pressing into her, almost embedding her body into Sam. As Y/N pulled away from her lips, she began kissing down sam's neck and slowly rocking her hips. They both moaned, each one almost too sinful for the other and that's when Sam knew she had to slow this down but it just felt so good. Here she was in her younger sisters girlfriends best friends room underneath her halfway to the point of no return. She felt Y/N's bulge through her sweats pressing into her while they continued to move against one another and as she moaned Y/N slipped her tongue into the kiss and lord Sam's control was slipping.

"O-o-Okay, we have to stop Y/N" Sam pants as the girl pulls away and starts working back down her neck. She pulls back immediately after hearing what the girl below her said "I'm sorry, I-" "Stop saying sorry, I just want to slow this down with you. That's all" Sam says shyly. "Of course, Let me just.." Y/N trails off as she moves from over top of Sam and shuffles out of the room and into the bathroom.

By the time she comes back Sam is half asleep and now wearing one of Y/N's shirts having taken off her own tank-top after the girl rushed off. "You okay?" Sam asks. "Yeah, just cant sleep with a stiffy, so i took a cold shower" Y/N grunts while settling back into bed beside Sam. Pulling the other girl over to her once again, Y/N buries her face back into Sam's hair. Arms wrapping protectively around her and intertwining their legs both girls fall into one of the most comfortable sleeps either of them have experienced in a long time.

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AN: how do ya'll like chapter 2? took me a bit but here she is!

still trying to come up with an actual name for this fic :(

Lmk what yall think!!

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Cough! Cough! - A small Jackrabbit Poem

Cough! Cough! I… don’t feel so g-good…

Hey It’s okay! You’re strong Kid, you’ll be fine,

Let’s find some shelter, fore’ it gets dark aye?

Time passes, the night stars, cloaked by plume

The roars of industry chant humanities doom

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COUGH! Cough! I’m s-sorry… if I’m not quiet…

It’s fine! Like I said, you’ll be alright…

So sleep tight, I’ll… be back with some food.

Crumbling brick, broken glass, rotting wood,

the child’s shield, a mother’s gift, a close friend

The only comfort for a weak, flickering light.

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COUGH! COUGH! …c-come back soon…

Smoke. thick, choking, burning, all consuming.

The sun can’t be seen, and yet it’s so bright…

P-please come back… h-hurting… won’t stop…

…please don’t leave me alone…

…Mr Rabbit?…

…cough!…

…m-Mom…?

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Kid?

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:)

(First poem I ever made, feels a bit rudimentary, but I hope you enjoyed it!)

Oh, you're cruel. You are so cruel for that /pos

Just for that...

This is your fault. :)