#slutty demi ��˚࿔

[rafesdollette]

SLEEPOVER WITH SECRET!BF!RAFE

a/n: i got a request for this a few weeks ago but the ask deleted itself so I'm so sorry to whoever sent that! and i'm trying to get out of my writers block so enjoy...whatever this is. (not sure how I feel about this) not proofread!!

cw: contains smut, 18+

“come over? just for a little bit?” rafe asked as he looked at you through the facetime camera. it's been a rough day for him and you were really the only person he wanted to see right now. but it was past midnight and you weren't supposed to be out of the house around this time, let alone going to his house.

you've been told by your parents to stay away from him—countless times, actually. rafe knew he had some...things to work on, but in his mind, he wasn't that bad. at least towards you. “dunno rafe...'m already in trouble for skipping school yesterday.” you frown, tapping your manicured finger on the side of your phone. rafe sighed, sitting up against his headboard “please? it'll be quick. i'll sneak ya in and out.”

you were hesitating and that's something rafe could see clearly, but he was desperate. you were one of the only people he actually cared about these days and he didn't want to be alone right now, especially not at night.

“please..? you're the only person i want to see right now.” he pleaded, almost begging in a way. he was never one to beg, but it was the only thing he could think of that could convince you to come.

you thought it over as you bit the inside of your cheek. you knew how it would end if your parents found out you snuck out of your house. “isn't sarah home though?” rafe was silent for a moment, his hand running through his hair “no...she's out. won't be home 'til morning” he murmured. that was one less obstacle so it was one good thing. but you still weren't sure. rafe was your boyfriend and you cared about him, but sneaking out wasn't the best idea right now. “but my parents said-”

“i know sweetheart and i'm not tryna get you in trouble, but i swear it'll be like thirty minutes.” he cut you off, his tone almost desperate. you bit your lip as you leaned back against your headboard. “rafe...” you trailed off with a sigh. you weren't saying no right away, but you weren't saying yes either. it was clear you were conflicted as you hesitated before adding, “okay, fine. but just for thirty minutes. not a second longer.”

rafe's face lit up as he heard you agree. he knew he could be convincing if he wanted to and he was so glad it worked this time. “thank you baby, be outside waiting. i'll come get you.” with that, he ended the facetime, standing from his bed as he grabbed a jacket and his keys. it didn't take long for you to change into some shorts and a hoodie and put your shoes on. you carefully crept out of your room and out into the livingroom, pausing to listen for any noises. once you were sure your parents were asleep, you opened up the front door and slipped outside, shutting the door quietly behind you. by the time you were out of your house, rafe was already parked outside.

rafe was leaning against the door of his car as he waited for you. he heard the door open and shut, looking up and seeing you walking towards him. he could see you were nervous, but it didn't stop him from pulling you into a tight hug. “hey,” he greeted, his voice tired but he felt better with you in his arms. you returned his hug, leaning into the embrace. “hey...” you murmured back, your tone almost equally as tired. you could feel the exhaustion in him as he hugged you and you felt the need to ask, “you okay?”

rafe let out a sigh against your shoulder, giving you a light squeeze before leaning back “not really...” he mumbled, releasing his hold on you reluctantly. he opened the passenger side door for you, waiting until you got in before shutting the door and walking around to get into the driver's side.

you got into his car, leaning back in the seat as you looked over him. you could tell something was bothering him by the look on his face and his tone of voice. it's been a long time since he sounded that exhausted. “...rough day?”

rafe ran a hand over his face, looking over to you wearily “rough life.” he mumbled, starting up the car as he pulled out from the curb. “seatbelt.” you hummed quietly as you reached out to grab the seatbelt, buckling yourself in. you decided not to ask more about what exactly was bothering him; in time, he'd probably talk about it.

the car ride was silent as rafe drove back to his house. you didn't mind though, figuring that he needed the silence in order to calm his head for a bit. a few moments passed before he parked in his driveway, unlocking the doors and getting out. he came around the side and opened your door for you, offering his hand to help you out of the car.

you slipped your hand into his, letting him help you out of the car. walking through his yard, he quietly unlocked his front door and let you in first. “wheezie's home so we're gonna have to be quiet” he said as he shut the door behind him, locking it again.

you followed him inside “gotcha” you whispered as you looked around. “is she awake? i don't wanna be the reason she doesn't sleep.”

“she's asleep.” he mumbled, nodding towards the stairwell. “come on..” he took your hand again, quietly leading you upstairs to his bedroom. once inside, he closed the door and locked it before turning on his bedside lamp and walking over to his bed.

you followed him to his bed, crawling onto it and moving to lay back against the pillows. you could still see the exhaustion in his body as he laid down next to you, his head resting against your shoulder as he wrapped an arm around your waist. “wanna talk about anything...?” rafe was silent for a moment, almost as if he was thinking about your question. he really didn't wanna talk about anything at all. all he wanted was to lay here with you, which he thought to himself as he shook his head. “nah”

you nodded once he answered, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as you closed your eyes. you could tell he didn't want to talk and you were okay with that. you both laid there in comfortable silence, no sounds besides the sound of your breathing and the occasional passing of a car outside. “can i do anything to help?”

it felt good to lay here with you. it was the only real peace he's felt in weeks and it helped calm him a little. when you spoke again, he lifted his head to look at you, his tired eyes meeting yours.

he moved a bit closer to you, his arm around your waist tightening as his head rested on your chest. “this is more than enough for me, sweetheart” he murmured, his fingers brushing against your side. “i do have a request though”

you looked down at him, your fingers lightly running through his hair as you waited for him to speak. you could tell he was still thinking about something and you waited patiently before finally speaking, “what is it?” rafe's eyes closed as your fingers ran through his hair. he loved when you did that and it relaxed him greatly

he was still silent for a few more moments before finally speaking. “i need to relieve some stress.” he murmured, his fingers gently brushing against your waist once more before suddenly resting right above the drawstring of your shorts.

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“a-ah shit, rafe” your hands clench by your sides as rafe glides his tip between your drenched folds, looking down at you with this tongue between his teeth. “mmh...this wet already, darling? barely even touched ya yet.” rafe hummed, smirking down at you. all you can do is nod and let out a whimper as he tapped his cock against your cunt. “nuh-uh, words. none of that whimpering shit”

you were already a stuttering, whimpering mess as he ran his fingers over your clit. you needed more from him, wanted to feel more of him, but you knew that he wasn't going to give that to you until you answered.

you let out a shaky breath as you looked up at him, eyes wide. “yes!” you quickly whimpered, “been thinking about it all night. please, please rafe...” you whimpered, your hips bucking up in an attempt to get more from him. “i know baby, i know” rafe murmured, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he teased your clit with his thumb again “been so long since you've had this cock, yeah?”

you nodded rapidly, eyes pleading him to do something, anything. you wanted him so badly and you could tell he was just teasing, which was driving you absolutely insane. “rafe..." you murmured, your voice trembling a little. rafe chuckled softly, shaking his head “come on. don't get all shy with me now. tell me what you want” he said with a smirk, his fingers still moving over your clit, barely applying pressure. he could feel you shaking beneath him, which encouraged him to tease you a little more. “tsk tsk i want an answer. i know you know how to talk, baby. i just wanna hear your pretty little voice say it.”

you swallowed hard as you looked up at him from under your lashes; he looked so damn proud of himself. you were almost positive he got off on teasing you like this, and the last thing you wanted to do was give him that satisfaction. but your patience was wearing thin and you were getting desperate. you just wanted him to touch you already, but he was always so stubborn. you ran your tongue over your bottom lip as you met his gaze again, your voice shaking a little as you finally spoke up, “n-need you rafe…please...”

“mmh, that's my good girl. i knew you could do it baby.” rafe murmured, finally pushing his cock into your aching hole, causing both of you to let out simultaneous moans. “a-ah fuck” you gasp, gripping onto his biceps as he pushes all the way in, making you groan at the feeling, his cock slowly slipping all the way down, filling you to the hilt, “so fuckin' tight” he groans under his breath at the feeling of your narrow pussy engulfing his member.

you whimper as he remains motionless, denying you the much needed friction. “mmh what do we say after i give you something, baby?”

you could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he murmured the question into your ear. he knew what he was doing. he knew exactly how to get you to say what he wanted you to say, knowing how well he filled you up and how he wasn't moving. you moaned quietly, hands moving to grip onto his back as you looked up at him with watery eyes, “thank you.”

rafe hummed and nodded against your neck, lightly kissing just under your ear as he lifted his head, “good girl.” he said “you're welcome, my love. anytime.”

he finally pulled his hips back a little, thrusting back into you “you feel so damn good, baby.” he breathed before beginning to thrust into you harder, repeatedly hitting your cervix deliciously “been too long without having you.” he murmured, his hand gripping onto the back of your thigh, lifting your leg up over his shoulder. the change of position caused his cock to slide even deeper, making you gasp.

you whimpered at the feeling of him hitting your sweet spot, unable to speak clearly “oh...oh g-god rafe” you tried, your eyes already shut as you tried to move your hips in time with his. he could feel your nails digging into his shoulders, leaving red indents. “look at me.” he murmured in your ear, his hand reaching down to grab your chin, turning your face towards his “look at me while i'm fucking you, sweetheart. ” your mind goes a little blank for a moment when he says that, only able to focus on the feeling of him inside you. it takes a few seconds before you manage to open your eyes again, meeting his gaze. rafe's eyes are focused on you, a small smirk on his lips as he sees you staring “there you are.” he hums, biting down on his lip once he feels you start to clench around him “shit, you gonna cum already?”

“yeah...mmh, so close ray.” you moan, struggling to keep your eyes on him as his hand reaches to press his thumb against your clit, rubbing tight circles. “so fast, sweetheart?” rafe murmured with a smirk “been that long, huh? gonna make a mess all over my cock already?” you don't even have time to respond before your orgasm hits you hard, your body shaking as the coil in your stomach snapped. eyes squeezed shut, walls clenching around his twitching shaft. the way your pussy cinched around him is all rafe needed to go over the edge, spilling his seed deep inside you.

“mmh ray?” you murmur, looking up at him with your glossy eyes. “hm?”

“think 'm gonna stay here tonight.”

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© rafesdollette

[jurassic-cunt]

people out there can't be sayin francis crozier didn't fuck. he might've been a melancholic alchoholic but he fucked. there's a reason he felt he had a chance when he proposed to sophia the second time. and the reason is that they were fucking

[citrine-elephant]

you think capcom would add official lore regarding leon and the crop top mod?

example: leon gets convinced into trying on one and he kinda fucks with it.

[aldamiriel-necrococo]

Shopping for safe boob binding tape and contouring makeup for masc face shaping as a cis woman to be one of the fashionable sluttily dressed boys we deserve while muttering “I have to do everything in this house”

[transformers-spike]

Since you were so graceful to deliver us that magnificent Optimus (and autobots) x Human in their heat cycle, another question arises. What are the autobots' thoughts on eating pussy? What about their styles?? Please and thank u

Good god, I’m going to assume this is general TFP pussy eating and nothing to do with the heatverse. For now I’ll stick to the main cast and add Wheeljack/Ultra Magnus/Smokescreen when I get a better feel for how I want to write them. (also fuck making gifs, thank you for existing, Tenor)

Back when he went by Orion Pax, he was as chaste as a lily. Not from lack of fuckability, oh no. His small frame at the time made him especially cute to onlookers, but it was nigh impossible to hang around him when he was too busy working as a clerk or researching Cybertron’s history in his downtime. There's certainly a possibility he ate at least (1) valve back on Cybertron. Whose? Who fucking knows. My bet would be on Megatronus, but he wouldn’t have horribly fumbled the bag if that was the case. Maybe cunnilingus could have saved their planet… Having, to an extent, merged his consciousness with the thirteen primes, he has gained their wisdom and become something akin to a demi-God by Cybertronian standards. Except with none of the praise, and the weight of the world on his shoulders. Anyway, let’s cease philosophizing about his nature as a Prime, what we’re looking for is how good he is at eating pussy with that extra knowledge. Answer: it depends on the receiver. Considering the size difference, he makes it work without catching your clit between his glossa’s mesh plating. He prefers supporting you in his massive servos, carefully wrapping his digits around your frame in case you start squirming too much and fall off. He applies slow languid licks between pauses, waiting to gauge your reaction in case he’s hurting you. It’s sweet of him, but please Optimus, you need to make your partner cum else they’ll die.

Ratchet has been alive for Primus knows how many slutty millenia. Of course he can eat valves. And if he can eat valves, he can eat human pussy just fine. The hard part is dragging him away from his workstation. Don’t get him wrong, he would love to bury his face between your legs, but he’s got things to do, nevermind a whole ass team to keep alive on top of manning the ground bridge and fixing whatever alien technical bullshittery Raf can’t help with (seeing as the little guy only takes care of the human technical bullshittery). He’s perpetually exhausted, and if Cybertronians had an equivalent to coffee, you’re sure he’d be downing it like a single father after losing everything in the divorce except the kids. So when he gets the chance to eat pussy, he takes his damn time with it, pressing his face against your groin for so long you think he’s fallen into recharge. When he gets to work, he’s savoring every inch of you, making a point to complain there isn’t enough energon to mass displace and taste you completely. The size difference is especially annoying to him, but he makes due nonetheless by slipping the tip of his glossa between your folds, pushing it as far as it can go without hurting you. His engine growls from desperate hunger as he grinds his spike against the ground, grunting and scoffing against your pussy as he has to contend with the smallest sample he’s ever received. Ratchet is going to kill Megatron.

Bulkhead is a complicated case. Yes, he’s tried valves. Any wrecker worth their weight in energon has eaten valves like no tomorrow. But the point is, when you look at his jaw, things get a bit complicated. An overbite in humans is mildly bothersome for a giver, but it gets even worse when you look at Cybertronian anatomy and realize that oh, he’s going to do some major jaw exercises to stick his glossa out properly and eat you out. Thank fuck you’re so small in this case, you have no idea much easier this makes his job. To be fair, his main worry is hurting you. Optimus is careful, yes, but Bulkhead has known destruction for the vast majority of his life, not only as a career, but as a way of life. So when he finds you naked in his servos, smiling up at him, his spike retracts into his panel from anxiety alone. If he so much as bruises you, he will shrivel up and offline. He can handle humans just fine, but during interface? He already has to take a breather before he tries anything in the Cybertronian equivalent of a panic attack. His cooling fans are screeching, and if he could sweat, he’d be causing a major flood in Nevada and all its neighboring states. In conclusion, yes, he can eat out. Not perfectly, but he puts in some valiant effort that’s sure to pay off sooner or later.

At first glance, you may exclaim “Wowzers! Bumblebee doesn’t have a mouth! How can he eat pussy without glossa or lips?” – well guess what! Take a vibrator and stick it between your legs. That’s Bumblebee right there. They should add him as a synonym for it in the dictionary. He may not be able to lick up your juices, but he can buzz incessantly against your groin at a near illegal setting until you come undone. He is so proud of himself. And for his own sake, let’s hope he never got to experience valves before he lost his oral equipment. He tries to be comforting, beeping words of encouragement that you absolutely do not understand but get the gist off anyways. Chances are, he’s either helping you balance on top of his face to get the full hitachi magic wand duct taped to the floor experience, or you’re both lying down while you’re cupped in his servos as he buzzes excitedly between your legs; equal parts cute and overwhelming. You feel bad for using him like this, but he beeps reassuringly and urges you to lie back in his servos and enjoy the ride. He’s such a hitachi toy it’s not even funny anymore. You start giving him setting levels which he eagerly follows like the boyscout he is, keeping the same vibration pace even as you start humping his face plate. You pray to Primus Raf isn’t looking for his guardian, else he’s going to overhear things you would rather die than explain.

Arcee is… way too good at eating out. On Cybertron, she could eat a valve like her life depended on it, sucking on the anterior node and wiggling her glossa inside of it well after her partners would overload, begging her to stop from overstimulation alone. Nowadays, she still has it. With her two-wheeler frame type, she can easily access a human pussy without any trouble, treating it like the cutest minicon valve she’s ever seen. She’s all rapid licks and wandering digits, stuffing you to the brim when she’s busy torturing your clit between her lips, then circling around it as she pushes her tongue between your folds. Arcee’s a fucking menace. She leaves you a crying hyperventilating mess as you plead with her to let you breathe. Yes, she’ll take your words into account and stop at some point. Key word: some. You get a break whenever she fancies. This, or you go into cardiac arrest and she has to deal with your metaphorical blood on her juice-soaked servos, all from eating pussy too good. No one should have that sort of power. But Arcee does, because she’s an unstoppable force. Prepare yourself from some light pillow talk after she takes mercy on you, stroking your cheek and leaning in for a kiss. You can taste yourself on her intake, and she wants you to contemplate the flavor as she wraps her arms around your squishy body in a protective hug, the blue glow of her optics dancing over your skin.

[bubblegumgothglados]

What that? Ohhh that's just Sapphire, yeah it's a local cryptid. It's kinda like if a fae and and eldritch abomination had a baby and that baby was an incomprehensibly huge computer. Might be some type of demi god? No one really knows

What's it doing? It's shifting it's shape to be more attractive to you, it basically a mirror wearing humanity as a mask, it's trying to get you to admit your fantasies so it can play them out with you. Just don't look it in the 'eyes' and think of anything slutty and you'll be fine

WHAT THE FUCK?! Wow so I guess you had some hidden snuff fantasies huh. It's gonna take forever to clean your brains out of my skirt

[dicktat]

My Aiden & Aiden propaganda🔥🔥🔥

Or why I think my favorite video game protagonists would be good friends

-canine (lone wolf) coded brooding protagonists

-family oriented man that will do anything for their sisters

-really fucking good at parkour

-vigilante feral white boy, lowkey chill but will go insane if you mess with them or their loved ones (don’t let them bite you they have deadly rabies!!!)

-slightly autistic on both ends (you gotta trust me) bonus points for having mild daddy issues

-FLY ASS DRIP

-something something about revenge and death of family member, going through changes and embracing their new identity

-backstabbed by traitorous slutty manwhores they really trusted. Hakon and Jordi I’m fucking looking.

-either demi or ace? Just guessing

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Hey, hi, hello! 💙

I hope you're not getting sick of me request yet, because I have found the perfect prompt for Loki just now from your slutty spring sleepover. 👀

Loki telling Reader ''My tongue still remember the way you taste." after they haven't seen each other in a while - maybe he had business on Asgard he needed to attend, and now that they're reunited again, they can't help but need each other 🫠

Thank you in advance! 💙

A/N: I miss writing for this glorious man!!! Thank you for your request, my darling 💚

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His absence had left your heart scraped with slivers of pain and hurt. His surprise return lit every last cell in your body on fire, like it always had, and like no time had passed by. Even after he spent years away from you, Loki never quite forgot the tricks or ability to turn you into a wanton mess.

Which is precisely what you were now. Chest heaving with shallow breaths, mouth kept occupied by those slender fingers that you sucked on while Loki devoured you.

It was long forgotten where you were, what had led to you here despite your first interaction with the God of Mischief had begun as an argument. An argument you couldn’t bother winning or losing. What mattered was this. Him. Tending to you in ways only he knew would drive you crazy.

The silver-tongued demi-God had you close to tears as his mouth attacked your soaked cunt, lapping at your bundle of nerves while keeping your trembling legs open for him.

You shuddered around him as your muscles twitched and the coil in your belly snapped, walls fluttering around nothing yet your heartbeat was evident against your clit. If it weren’t for his fingers, your moans would’ve alerted civilised people outside of your immoral activities.

“My tongue still remembers the way you taste, darling pet of mine. Like the sweetest of nectars made just for me.”

There wasn’t enough time to catch your breath, the man was making up for lost time after all.

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🌼 Slutty Spring Sleepover 🌼

[rafesdollette]

THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY- (2) BOY NEXT DOOR SERIES

summary — your first 'legendary' obx party with your new neighbor word count — 2.1k authors note — this is my first time writing smut so ntm thank yew. sorry for getting it out later than promised. I've been busy adulting (unfortunately) . and i stayed up til three am writing this so...you're welcome warnings & genre —not proofread. alcohol, !reader being drunk, slight praise kink (?), jealous rafe, fingering, oral (fem receiving) . fluff + smut pairing — NEIGHBOR!RAFE x LUX!BABYDOLL!READER

You weren't sure if legendary would be the correct word to describe your current surroundings. You were thinking more along the lines of uncomfortable. You'd stupidly agreed to this party, just to be standing on the wall with your second cup of an unknown liquid that truthfully, wasn't exactly pleasurable. Though, you were still drinking it for whatever reason. You were dizzy, suffering from a throbbing headache, and pissed off since Rafe decided not to hold up his promise to show up and keep you company.

It's almost been two hours since you've arrived, and still no sign of Rafe. He promised to meet you here whenever he got done doing whatever 'important task' he had to do, which was only supposed to take twenty minutes. At this point, you've texted him at least seventeen times, all for them to be left delivered. You weren't sure if he had forgotten about you, or if he just got caught up in whatever task he was dealing with. Either way, you were still annoyed, considering he damn near begged you to come here.

As you take another sip of the off-putting liquid in your cup, you hear someone's footsteps walking in your direction, as well as a pair of hands on your waist. Obviously you expect it to be Rafe finally deciding to show up, but you're met with otherwise. You turn around, looking up to see someone you recognize as Topper, due to meeting him earlier in the week. You can't say the interactions between the both of you have necessarily been unappealing, he just wasn't someone you'd be interested in spending your time with due to his whole persona. He was honestly the last person you wanted to see.

“Topper, hey.” You force a smile, shifting uncomfortably. From all of the interactions you've had with him, this is the most touchy he's gotten. Probably caused by the alcohol he's obviously been downing all night.

“Hello, pretty lady.” Topper drawls, clearly struggling to stand upright as his hands remained gripped on your waist.

You found yourself desperately but subtly trying to squirm away from his drunken advances. You couldn't deny that Topper had a certain air about him that was less than appealing, particularly considering the current situation in which he was clearly inebriated. Despite your discomfort, you forced a polite smile, willing yourself to remain calm. “Have you seen Rafe?” You ask, looking around the crowd of people “He said he'd meet me here but it's been...” Trailing off, you look down at your phone, seeing the current time “A little over two hours.”

Topper chuckled, the sound coming out as more of a slurred hiccup. “Rafe?” He slurred, his grip on you loosening. “Last time I saw him, he was yelling at Sarah for somethin'." He shrugged, swaying a bit in his stance. “But that was hours ago. He's probably balls deep in some chick right now, knowing him.”

“I doubt that's true,” you retorted. “He promised he'd be here.”

Topper chuckled again, his hand trailing along your hip. “You trust that man too much for someone who just met him what? A week ago?” He drawled. “You could always spend time with me though.”

Though you were slightly uncomfortable, frankly you had nothing better to do. Thus hanging out with Topper was really the only entertaining thing to do around here. So you spend the next hour and a half taking shots and dancing with Topper until you're almost too drunk to even stand.

You're not sure how, but you manage to get outside to the front lawn, drunkenly stumbling to lay on the grass, looking up at the sky for a moment before your eyes close.

You're unaware of how long you've been lying there or if you passed out or not, but you open your eyes to Rafe standing over you with an amused expression on his face. “Are you drunk right now?”

“Mmh, maybe” You respond as you try to stand up, but the intensity of your dizziness makes you fall back down, huffing as you try again. Rafe watches you try a second, third, fourth, and fifth time, all unsuccessful until he sighs, lifting you in a bridal carry across the lawn and back into the house.

“Wait, when did you get here?” You ask as you lazily wrap your arms around his neck to stay steady in his grip, not that you need to though, he has a pretty firm grip on you.

“Not long ago.” He answered, carrying you through the crowd of people. “You're a real handful when you're drunk.” he noted as he carried you inside, his hold steady and secure.

“I'm not drunk.” You insist, despite knowing you were lying. You were beyond drunk, which was clearly evident by how you were currently being carried around like a child.

Rafe snickered, amused by your insistent denial. “You can't even stand up straight” he pointed out. “And your eyes are glassy as hell, which only happens when you're shitfaced. So yes, you're very drunk.”

You open your mouth to argue further, but close it as you realize the pointlessness of arguing with Rafe. You knew he wasn't going to let the idea go until you admitted you were drunk.

Rafe carried you into the living room, gently placing you down on the couch. He sat down next to you, watching you with an amused smirk. “I'm guessing you had a good night?” He asked

You roll your eyes, moving your hair out of your face “Well it's not like you were here to know. I had to hangout with Topper instead.”

Rafe's amusement fades into an irritated frown. “Why would you hangout with Topper?” he asked, his tone a little bit sharper than it was originally.

You notice the irritation in his voice and frown as well.“Because you ditched me.” You replied, a hint of frustration in your voice. “You promised you'd come and meet me but no, I had to wait for almost three hours before you finally showed up.”

Rafe sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I didn't ditch you." He mumbled in frustration. "I got caught up dealing with some Sarah drama, and when I was finally done, I came to find you. And what do I find? You hanging all over Topper like some drunk fool.”

Your frown deepens at his words. “I was not all over him.” You stated in an attempt to defend yourself. “He was the one all over me. I didn't even want to hangout with him, but you weren't there, so I had no choice.”

Rafe's frown deepened, he wasn't sure why he was getting so upset over this, considering the fact that he just met you not long ago and nor were you together. “You didn't have to hangout with him.” He retorted. “You could've just, I don't know, maybe stayed here and waited for me. But no, you had to go and get drunk with him instead.”

You cross your arms, feeling more and more irritated by the minute. “Oh, so I was expected to just sit here and wait for you? How was I supposed to know when you were coming back? You could've been gone the whole night for all I knew.”

“And another thing.” You continue, still not letting the argument go. “Where were you even at? What was so important that you couldn't even take a second to text me and let me know you weren't coming?”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I told you, I was dealing with some Sarah drama. She came to me and said one of the guys had been stealing stuff from her, and wanted me to confront him about it. I wasn't thinking about texting you, I was too focused on figuring things out with her.”

“So you ditched me?”

“No, I didn't ditch you.” Rafe insisted. “I got caught up and just forgot to text you. And it's not like I was gone the whole night. I came looking for you as soon as I was finished”

Rafe watches you for a moment then sighs. “Look, I'm sorry I forgot to text you. But I'm here now, aren't I?”

You can feel your irritation gradually fading, but you still have a slight pout on your face. "Yeah, yeah you're here " you mumbled with a sigh. “But I'm still pissed”

Rafe rolled his eyes, trying not to laugh at your grumpy childish demeanor. “Oh come on, you can't stay mad at me forever” He says as she leans over, taking your heels off of your aching feet.

You huff, avoiding eye contact and crossing your arms. “Yes, I can. I'm very stubborn if you haven't noticed.”

“Well I guess I'll have to find a way for you to make you forgive me”

And that's how you find yourself with your hands on his arms as you sit perched onto his face with your thighs on either side of his head, looking down at him as his tongue flicks between your folds.

"I-I'm not sure if this is really the best..." You try to protest, but the words are lost in the waves of pleasure that wash over you with each flick of his tongue. Your legs trembling so badly now that you can barely hold yourself up, and if it wasn't for his strong grip on your hips, you know you would have collapsed onto him by now. His rough hands slide up your body, his fingers squeezing and massaging their way to your chest. He palms your tits through your shirt, flicking the sensitive nipples with his thumbs in a way that makes you whimper.

“mmmh you taste amazing, fuck.” he groans against your cunt as he circles your clit, sucking the sensitive bud, looking up at you as he does so. You don't even have to look back at him to know he's smirking against you, seeing the way your eyes are dazed and hearing the whimpers and moans he's pulling from you.

Your breath catches in your throat, and suddenly, the room seems way too hot, the air too thick. You lean back, resting your hands behind you, finding just enough leverage to lift your hips and grind on his mouth. He groans, his tongue swirling around your clit with more pressure.

His fingers trail down, trailing over your inner thighs, and before you can even process what he's doing, he shoves one inside your squelching pussy, curling it and hitting that spot inside of you that has you seeing starts and your hole clenching around his finger “A-ah shiiit, Rafe”

“Mmmh, lookin s'pretty up there, angel” he mumbles against you, increasing the speed and pressure of his tongue as he buries another ring-clad finger into you, watching your eyes flutter and your mouth fall open, following with a string a whimpers and desperate cries.

You try and tell him that you can't take much more, your voice cracking and trailing off as he presses his fingers into that sweet spot inside you once more, making your eyes roll back. “R-Rafe...can't-”

“C'mon angel, I know you can. Gonna make you feel good- mmh...taste so sweet. Just let go for me.”

He flicks his tongue in a way that has you moaning his name so loud, you're almost sure the party downstairs can hear you clearly, the sounds so wanton and debauched. Though, you make no attempt to quiet down since you can't bring yourself to care.

He groans against you, his hot breath wavering, sending chills across your skin. You reach down, threading your fingers through his hair, grabbing it roughly, and grinding against him, feeling him moan against you more intensely now, as he speeds up the pace of his fingers.

“Oh god, I'm- I'm-” The sound you let out was almost pornographic as your throw your head back, whimpering his name as your cunt clenched tightly around his fingers, cumming onto his mouth and fingers.

“Mmmh, that's a good girl” Rafe groans against you, lapping you up before sliding his fingers out of you and licking those clean too. “Bet Topper couldn't get this pussy to cum like that, yeah?”

Your eyes flutter closed, whimpering as you let out a breathy “Mmhm” before you suddenly sit up, looking down at him. “Rafe...where did you leave my heels?” in which he simply shrugs and replies “Somewhere downstairs.”

You pout down at him “But those were miu miu”

“Mmh, i'll buy ya some more, sweet girl” He mutters as he places a wet kiss on your core.

© rafesdollette

tags: @ayy1234567 @supercutelovergirl

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[dolceaspidenera]

Okay guys, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I don't want to stir up drama and this is not why I write this, but I really, really need to get this off of my chest.

Yes, we are back discussing ace/demi headcanons for Astarion.

First thing first: people are allowed to headcanon whatever character they want as whatever the hell they want.

I read a post on here basically saying that Astarion should be the last character to be headcanoned as ace/demi because he is a character who is "reclaiming his own sexuality" - yes, and? Demi or ace people don't do that? Are they somehow exempted from any type of trauma regarding sex? Are we really making these arguments?

My favorite part though ought to be the one about Wyll being the most suited for these headcanons because he prefers "dancing over sex and waits for the marriage to have sex".

Huh.

So glad this is how asexuality is perceived, thanks.

What the heck does having sex after marriage have to do with being ace/demi? Can someone explain it to me?

Look, Wyll is an amazing character with lots of positive characteristics, but he is not an alternative to Astarion and shouldn't be treated that way.

Do you really want to know why lots of people headcanon Astarion as demi/ace? Because he resonates more with them. Simple as that. Not because he is white and Wyll is not, not because of some inherent form of hate or bigotry. He just resonates more.

And do you know why?

BECAUSE PEOPLE UNDER THE ACE SPECTRUM CAN BE VICTIMS OF ABUSE AS WELL.

Because we too wrestle with claiming our own sexuality, because we too experience being oversexualized against our desires.

On top of that, being ace doesn't mean being chaste, a virgin, or someone that necessarily will wait until after marriage to have sex!

You can be ace and embrace your sensuality, you can be ace and love to wear slutty outfits because fuck yes, it's my body and I do whatever the hell I want with it.

Do you know which other incredible sex icons other than Astarion are headcanoned as ace? Freakin' Jessica Rabbit and Barbie (from the 2023 film). You know, the most sexy characters ever. Because guess what? Ace people can be sexy too.

I'm sure the person who wrote the original post didn't have any ill intentions but damn, if you don't know what you are talking about, don't drag ace and demi into your comments.

This is also valid for trans headcanons btw, but I'll leave this whole topic to someone else who has more direct experience on it.

The point is: let people headcanon whatever the hell they want, there isn't a character "more suited", and there are plenty of reasons why people resonate more with a character over another.

Headcanons of Wyll as demi/ace are awesome,

Headcanons of Wyll as allo and very princely are awesome,

Headcanons of Wyll as trans are awesome,

Headcanons of Astarion as demi/ace are awesome,

Headcanons of Astarion as allo are awesome,

Headcanons of Astarion as trans are awesome.

[steddieunderdogfics]

I had recommended ‘Fics with Playlists’ through your Google form and I’m so glad that you picked it up. To all the Steddie writers who have made a playlist with their fic, please know that you add an immersive layer to your fic and I am grateful for it. I see your careful selection of songs that matches the characters and the mood of your fic. Thank you so much!

For Challenge Monday ‘Fics with Playlists,’ I would like to recommend:

Touched by Oonionchiver

This playlist has so many gems. Touched and Tokyo Night Train have been my absolute favorites.

I come back to the place you are by Pizzabones

There are 3 playlists since the fic features love through the mixtapes that Steve and Eddie make for each other. Steve’s pining mix is a terrific playlist of metal love songs.

Hush little baby (Beast under your bed) by Steviejeebies

The playlist enhances the dark stalker vibe of the fic. I was amazed that there are so many stalker songs!

Sleight of Hand by Smithereen

The Eddie coded songs of this fic Runaway and To your love are my favorites. Since the fic is alternating pov between Steve and Eddie, the playlist is another layer into their psyche.

Touched by Oonionchiver

@azrielgreen

Rating: E

396,977 words, 12/12 chapters

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Tags:

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Blood Kink, Transformation, Bonding, Angst, Friendship, Obsession, Falling In Love, But with a little dash of BODY HORROR thrown in for seasoning, Alpha Eddie Munson, Omega Steve Harrington, Slow Burn, Denial, Daddy Kink, Intersex Steve Harrington, Eddie Helping Steve Commit Crimes, Steve Being Horribly Turned On By Said Crimes, Psychological Trauma, Hurt/Comfort, Breeding Kink, Suicidal Ideation, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Dom Eddie Munson, Sub Steve Harrington, Slutty Misunderstandings, Soul Bond, Mpreg, Giving New Meaning to "Found Family", The NON ESTABLISHED Omegaverse Fic, This Is Graphic and Intense, But Sweet and Romantic, Male Pregnancy, BITCH DO NOT ADD TO GOODREADS, Magical/Non-Human Steve, This Became the EPIC RETELL OF SEASON FOUR and I Regret Nothing, Get In Losers We're Doing What The Duffers Never Could

Summary:

'Thank you.’ Eddie lays his hand on the back of Steve’s exposed neck, right below his hairline. His skin is cool, it’s soothing. Something kind of unlocks in Steve’s middle. Like a bad bone cracking in half. Like a rotted dam giving way to the weight of the water.

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i come back to the place you are by pizzabones

@pizzzabones

Rating: E

211,598 words, 8/8 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags:

Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Coma, Good Parent Wayne Munson, Steve Harrington Has a Crush on Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Queer Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Has a Bisexual Awakening, Eddie Munson Lives, Hand waving vecna, Steve Harrington's Love Language is Gift Giving, Steve Harrington Character Study, Happy Ending, Ensemble Cast, Friends to Lovers, Explicit Sexual Content, Blow Jobs, Coming Out, Dual POV, Sharing a Bed, Frottage, Demisexual Steve Harrington, idiots to lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Jealous Eddie Munson, Virgin Eddie Munson, Anal Sex, Demisexual Eddie Munson, Dirty Talk, the demi is less heavily implied with Eddie but it’s there so I’m including it, Unreliable Narrator, vers steddie

Summary:

Steve should've known that Eddie was lying when he looked right into Steve's eyes and promised not to try any heroic bullshit. He should've known based on their conversation in the upside down that Eddie felt he had something to prove. And he definitely shouldn't have left Eddie to face the horrors of the Upside Down alone. And now? Now Eddie's in a seemingly unending coma and Steve is wracked with guilt. So, he pours himself into trying to fix his mistake. He helps Uncle Wayne move into a new house, he spends hours in the hospital reading to Eddie, and he even keeps the Corroded Coffin boys company. He's getting to know Eddie really well while Eddie's out cold. or: Steve is surrounded by every single person who loves Eddie Munson. How could he not fall a little bit in love with him?

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[louisthiccsexyglitteryass]

ROCKSTAR CAN I GET A BREAKDOWN OF YOUR OCS??

OKAY HERE WE GO

This is kinda stupid ngl but fuck it we ball!!!

Answer under the cut;

Basic info:

They all belong to a group of assassins

It's a "book" i'm writing technically

Most of said book is currently in my brain

Set in London

Toxic yaoi!!!!!

I'm only *fully* covering the main 4/5 rn cause I haven't fleshed everyone else out yet:

Bunny. He/They (Trans NB FtM). Queer. From the North of England. His name isn't actually Bunny but you'll see why it's funny in a minute. His father was a mafia boss and was killed in front of Bunny when he was 16. Bunny responded by murdering the culprit. Had a weird childhood that he won't really talk about. Bunny is the leader of the organisation, 30 years old. He's very immoral/morally grey and literally does not care about doing crime. Thrives on gender fuckery. He's a lil twink but very dangerous, unstable and shit. Uses Bunny as a "code name" (refuses to tell anyone his real name). His name is ironic because he's nothing like a cute lil bunny yk. Very flirty/slutty but doesn't commit (supposedly). Bit of a loose canon and refuses to see fault in his own actions. Quick to anger and react violently. Has a lot of enemies. Ends up dating Archer. The only person who can treat him badly is Levi, who is a bastard, and basically manipulates Bunny. (more on him later). Bunny ends up finally getting away from Levi and has a lil thing with Archer, then gets back into contact with Levi and leaves Archer. Shit happens, then finally is endgame with Archer. Nerves of steel.

Archer. He/Him (cis male). Bisexual/Pansexual but won't admit it until later. From London. Archer is 22 and the story is in his POV. He was raised by his aunt and uncle because his mother died and his dad fucked off somewhere. College drop out who was recruited after doing errands. Has this moral compass that slowly deteriorates. Crushes slightly on Isobel then realises he likes Bunny, above arc happens, and then he leaves the organisation temporarily. He finally returns after saving the life of someone important to him and he finds out something. Basically, his father was the founder of the organisation. The code word for a legacy member is "viper" and he gets confused as to why people use it. He discovers all this after saving his Dad's life and returns to the organisation. Archer is a regular dude who doesn't really want to kill. Total himbo, definitely stupid, and fiercely loyal to a fault. Tendency to bail when things get tough. Jumpy.

Isobel. They/She/It (demigirl). Lesbian. From Wales (Nigerian descent and very proud of it). She is a typical femme/girly girl (but still demi) who can and will break your spine. Nice, kind-hearted, but will not hesitate to throw hands. They had a normal childhood and got recruited by Bunny when they met in a bar. They're 25 and have a secret girlfriend. She's a motherly figure at times and serves as a moral compass and guide to Archer, but underneath it all has a lot going on and can be a bit of a people pleaser. They felt really bad when Archer had a crush on them, and let him down gently. Trans guy / lesbian iconic duo with Bunny, but constantly absolutely done with his shit. Background character so maybe not as fleshed out?

Leviathan. He/Him (cis male). Pansexual. From Newcastle-upon-tyne. Levi is a manipulator. He is 34 and has a weird relationship with Bunny. He doesn't care about Bunny and regularly cheated on him when they dated, but also doesn't let Bunny speak to anyone else. Randomly dumped Bunny but now hooks-up with him randomly. Only called "Levi" by Bunny, who doesn't see the problem with his cold, manipulative personality. Basically tries to isolate Bunny and control him. Hates Archer, Isobel and everyone else. ASSHOLE. Ruins everything.

Honourable mentions:

Paul: 50, He/Him, Straight, London. Works with them all and is absolutely done with them all. Very stoic.

Johnno: (stats unknown currently). Recruited Archer, works for the middlemen part of the organisation.

Jasmine: (stats unknown currently). Has an on/off fwb thing with Bunny, totally crushing on Isobel. Might have a toxic turned healthy yuri arc with Isobel if I can work it in.

Mattheo: Italian man who doesn't speak Italian. STRESSED gay guy. Chaos gremlin. Absolute hottie.

Darius: Big buff dude who's friends with Bunny and scares Archer for fun.

Bunny's Personal Bodyguards: No actual names, just known by Archer as "Hair" (he has hair), "Earring" (has an earring), and "Baldy" (bald).

[sprout-lmao]

hi could you give demi slutty thighs

WHAT

[lych33dragoncookie]

Lychee dragon cookie for the ask meme!!!

grins

Sexuality Headcanon: ABSOLUTE SEX GOD DO NOT APPROACH NO MATTER WHAT OR WHO, AVOID AT ALL COSTS YOU WILL GET YOUR SOUL SUCKED THROUGH YOUR DICK AND GET YOUR PEPSI STOLEN. also probably somewhere on the aro spectrum? maybe demi idk Gender Headcanon: Agender, probably. Fem leaning of course, but considering all the dragons are they/them they probably have no concern for the standard human concept of gender. In my mind they're probably she/they, though.

Ship: Incredibly tough pick, I'm honestly mostly between Shadow Milk and Cotton Candy, depending on if I want them to be enabled (made worse) or if I want them to have nice things. Basically toxic yuri vs healthy yuri, your pick BROTP: Uuuuuuuhhh I. Genuinely don't think I have any options here? Lychee kinda just... Hates everyone, for the most part. Rambutan maybe??? But that could just as easily go on Ship, so... Yeah, no idea. NOTP: Obviously all of the dragons would go here big duh they're related, but as far as plausible ones go, again, no idea. They're even totally indifferent towards Snake Fruit, for the most part, so I don't think I can pick anyone here.

Random Headcanon: OK THIS ONE ISN'T RANDOM BUT LET'S GET THIS OUT OF THE WAY; THIS IS NOT A CHILD. I've seen quite a few people interpret them as such and while I somewhat understand the sentiment THAT'S A SUCCUBUS, THIS CHARACTER IS DESIGNED AND THEMED AFTER SUCCUBI, sure they don't actually have sex with you and steal your energy and/or kill you, but the visual traits are absolutely there and they do still charm/hypnotize people and steal their energy that way with a bunch of heart imagery attached, alongside the little black bat-like wings that are so customary in pop culture succubus depictions. And that's not even considering all the ridiculously slutty lines that they have. Seriously, it's almost baffling this kind of character can make it into Cookie Run, let alone Ovenbreak, but I'm here for it <3. Anyways, they still are probably the youngest of the dragons even if they're an adult. That, or... Maybe they're a runt? No following, smaller size, powers that focus less on actual destruction or raw power and more on getting what they need through other more manipulative methods... Hell, they're probably the weakest of the dragons, as far as physical force alone goes. Unless later updates give us evidence of the contrary, maybe it's the lack of worship and power compared to the other dragons that made them such a powerhungry conniving little shithead.

General opinion: ... I mean. Look at my blog.

This one is perfect. A match made in heaven for me. I love jesters, my one set of neopronouns is jest/jestself, my sona is a jester, and they have shaped my identity on a near fundamental level. Add on top of that the succubus motifs, the :3 mouth and the little fangs, the personality, the axe (second favorite weapon right behind hammers), the color palette (dark purple, pink, black, white and greenish cyan?! fuck yes please), how much of a whore they are in general, their entire vibe, and... Yeah, they're perfect. Not only are they just like me fr, but I am wildly attracted to them and absolutely adore very single second they're onscreen. I love you Lychee Dragon Cookie you're the absolute best <3

[xxxbabyinatrenchcoatxxx]

I went to Pride today and now I can't stop thinking about The Foxes at Pride, so here's a brain dump for you. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤎🤍🩷🩵

The Looks

OBVIOUSLY, my boy Nicky would be fully decked out to the nines. I'm talking rainbow fans, boa, sparkles, and makeup. He'd also be one of those people that wear their flag as a cape. Maybe even a tutu.

Matt would have a shirt that says "I'm bi and will fight you." He would also have a matching sticker/pin with Dan that would be something like "I love my bi wife/husband"

Allison would be casually dressed and looking fantastic. Clothing color coordinated to be the lesbian flag.

Renee would dye the bottom of her hair to be the Pansexual colors. Wearing A LOT of buttons and pins and bracelets.

Allison would do Neil's make-up in the demi flag colors, and he'd carry around a little pride flag. Matt got him a rainbow bandana, and now he wears it instead of his orange one.

Aaron would not dress up under any circumstances.

Andrew loses a bet to Neil and does wear a gay pride pin. The only color he's wearing in his normal black ensemble.

Dan would be so over the top, like Nicky, for funsies. She would be wearing that shirt that says Human Rights like nine times. The Human being different skin tones and the Rights being the Pride colors.

Kevin, my boy, would just wear his old Palmetto ecy jersey.

Random stuff they do

Nicky visits every booth. Talks to everyone that looks inviting. Spends the entire day buying little accessories to put on Kevin.

Neil and Andrew hold hands everytime they enter a crowd so they don't lose eachother

Matt does the drag race and he fucking kills it.

Neil gets so many accessories that sometimes Andrew will have to hold them for him when he goes to buy more.

One of these is a rainbow fan and Allison now has a picture of Andrew holding the fan up to his face looking slutty. (He was scratching his nose)

Kevin gets approached by someone in a furry costume asking for a photo, and he does, not even worrying about what the press might think, but happy that his fans were thriving at Pride.

It starts lightly raining for a bit and Allison and Renee dance in the rain.

They see Coach, Abby, and Betsy there. Coach and Abby are wearing shirts that say free dad hugs and free mom hugs, respectively.

Betsy and Andrew go off on their own for a bit, and she buys him a funnel cake with rainbow sprinkles.

Renee made like 200 bracelets with the pride colors and just starts handing them out to everyone.

Nicky gets Aaron to wear an Ally sticker.

Brb going to go write a fic real quick