#sorry if ya’ll followed me for other stuff

[devoidaffectu]

Trying to reblog all the bmblb art and content I come across

( ya’ll are going HAM and all the art, writings, and videos are so ✨AMAZING✨)

[jackmanbj]

appointments

summary: jack always takes you to your appointments but someone try’s to get your number and jack comes in and things get a little violent.

you and jack were on your way back from the grocery store, you needed to restock on meat, fruit, vegetables, snacks.

“jack my appointment is for 4:30 can you bring me?” “yea baby, hair or nail?” “nail first” “alright.”

jack brought all the groceries in while you went to go get ready for your appointment.

“jackman come here!” “coming!” jack was confused you never called him by his first name unless he did something bad or during bed.

jack walked into the room with a juice in his hand “jack wheres my blush? and didn’t i tell you not to open the juice? it was for the party” “sorry baby! here the blush is right here though.”

jack went over to your dresser and grabbed the blush handing it to you.

you quickly gave him a kiss then continued with your makeup. “are we going yo dinner tonight babe?” “do you want to?” “yes!” “ok ma, what time? and where?” “uhmm lets go to outback at 8:30?” “ok mamas.”

jack went to the kitchen to finish putting up the groceries.

after about 30 minutes you were done with your makeup and ready to go get dresses and ready for your appointments.

“jack where are we going halloween shoppingg?” “not anytime soon” “what do you mean?! everything’s gonna sell out!” “mamas i have to go places and your not getting my card while your in the store alone” “fine, take me to my damn appointment!” “alright damn.”

once you and jack got to the appointment you ran in to hug your nail tech and jack drove off.

after 2 hours you were finally done with your nails and jack pulled up to come pay before ya’ll left.

“my hair appointment j!” “oh where is it?” “70053 grenta” “alright lets go.”

once you and jack got to the appointment jack paid ahead of time and you went in to go get your hair in a barbie ponytail.

after a hour you were done with your hair and started going back to the car before somebody came stop you.

“hey ma, you look good can i get your number” “im married” “now why you lying? you to young to be married” you flashed your ring in his face “aww to bad” “come on mamas.. it could be between us.”

you stared walking off until the man grabbed you pulling you back “listen here, your giving me your number bitch.”

some of the girls in the shop realized what was happening and quickly went over to help you.

they quickly pulled the guy off of you while you ran to the back of the store to call jack and let him know he needed to come in.

once you called jack and told him what was going on he quickly seen about 12 girls arguing with one man, jack asked you if this was the dude who was harassing you and you nodded. without a second thought jack punched the man and they got into a bad fight.

jack was on top of him hitting him as hard as possible while the other dude was on the floor trying to hit jack in his face.

“oh my god! jack please stop” you started pulling jack up by his arm and jack eventually got up but not before spitting on the man.

“baby! you didn’t have to do all that!” i don’t care” “come on, lets go home. you already paid right?” “yes lets go” “ok baby”

when you got home you dictated to cancel dinner so you and jack could just relax. you and jack got in the shower, you got out before him while to get all the stuff ready to take care of his wounds.

jack came out in some boxers and sat down while you put some bandages on his hand and one on his neck where he had gotten scratched at.

you kissed jack then patted him letting him know he could get up.

you put all your medical stuff away and put the trash in the trash can before heading into your shared bedroom with jack.

jack was strolling on his phone before you took it out of his hand holding it up “don’t do that anymore jack, i just needed you to come out the store with me so he wouldn’t follow me!” “i don’t care, he should’ve never been touching my girl” jack reached up and took his phone out your hand. “jack please you could’ve gotten arrested” “if its for my girl i don’t care” “stop saying you don’t care, even if you don’t start acting like you do” “ok ma i care so much, i love you, i love you, i love youuu! now come lay down” “fine, i guess i like you to” “girl” “im kidding! i love you baby boy!”

jack pulled you in for a kiss and he got on top of you laying on your chest listening to your slow heartbeat helping him fall asleep.

[flicklikesstuff]

Can you draw your asha talking to other ashas

Okay, I’m so sorry for the lazy drawing at the bottom. I am too tired to draw all 4 girls in detail 😅.

The Fallen Star AU - @wings-of-sapphire

Kingdom of Wishes AU - @annymation @emillyverse @uva124

Wish: Rewrite the Stars AU - @gracebethartacc

Reach for the Stars AU - @flicklikesstuff/@oh-shtars (aka me~)

(Btw, can ya’ll who are following updates on the RFTS!Au follow my alt blog @oh-shtars? Because that’s where I’ll be putting stuff from now on regarding my Wish rewrite)

Fun fact:

Usually, RFTS!Asha (being an introvert) keeps not-so-nice things to herself and always tries to be friendly and nice to everyone around her.

However sometimes when she’s tired and/or frustrated, Asha’s ‘filter’ just turns off and she would blurt out witty and cocky remarks without processing it.

[cecilebutcher]

『♡New Years Event♡』

Hello my lovely and beloved followers and mutuals<3

I’m starting a new twst event since new years is tomorrow 🥳.

I originally was gonna wait and make this event in February but here we are<3

It’s going to be related to twst oc’s

If you’re interested, read what’s under a cut(๑꧆◡꧆๑)

!!Likes do nothing, Reblog instead!!

Wʜᴀᴛs Tʜᴇ Eᴠᴇɴᴛ?

Simple! An OC interaction/q&a event!!

You can submit your oc talking or interacting with my own oc’s, or Twst characters ^^

You can even send characters from other fandoms (though I’d appreciate it if you asked me about the fandom in case idk it)

Or if you don’t want that you can send questions for my oc’s to answer!!<(￣︶￣)>

Hᴏᴡ Tᴏ Jᴏɪɴ?

Well dear reader, that’s a valid question with an easy answer. All you have to do is reblog this post, then send in your request!!

See? Easy, just too steps. （*＾ワ＾*）

Wʜᴇɴ Wɪʟʟ Tʜᴇ Eᴠᴇɴᴛ Eɴᴅ?

Since I have things to do throughout the new year and the whole fucking month of January, then you can submit your request till January 31 o(*≧▽≦)ツ

Wʜᴀᴛ Cᴀɴ I Aɴᴅ Cᴀɴ'ᴛ I Rᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ?

Ah yes, the rules, well I’m not about to let you go to my page just for that am I? So here are my rules!

No NSFW requests!! Remember I am still a minor and a bit uncomfortable with this. Suggestive stuff is alright though(to a degree.

Every person has only three requests they can submit! Within those requests they can ask 4 things from my oc and can request only 4 of their oc’s!!

You HAVE to reblog this post, I will check with every submission.

No anons, sorry babes<3

Send in a description of your oc or if they have a post that would be 100 times better.

If it’s for a Twst character and not an oc, give me a prompt for them, this can include AU’s

I will write for both romantic and platonic, the romantic excludes Ortho and any other characters bellow the age of 14!!

That’s it!!

Wʜᴇʀᴇ Cᴀɴ Yᴏᴜ Fɪɴᴅ Mʏ Oᴄ's?

Easy! You can find them here! But be on the lookout for new oc’s!

And if you’re wondering what my oc interactions are like you can check it out here

That’s all!! Remember to stay respectful and have tons of fun babes^^ love ya’ll!

And have a wonderful and happy new years<3

comments are more than appreciated. but reblogs help the content reach more people so please reblog if you want to like<3 likes do nothing. Seriously, don’t like, reblog.

[skymoral]

Black!Reader Fanfics!

I wanted to share the change happening on this tumblr, I know it’s been silent for a min because of a lot of stuff going on in my personal life and job.

To answer one question continuously no this page isn’t dead lol, as some that follow me see the stuff I like and reblog.

Just making that clear, so the changes is I want to write for different fandoms for black readers and not just one alone. Which kinda of burned me out.

Don’t get me wrong I still love Bi-Han and I have seen the latest things as far as mortal kombat and the other characters. I am heavily still in love.

But I have to be honest with myself, I’m not a person that can only write for only one fandom. I love to many things and I want to see more black women in those fandom. It’s so little, and I will be taking on more requests that won’t be Mortal Kombat alone.

FANDOMS INCLUDE:

Mortal Kombat

John Wick

TMNT 2016

FNF Pico

Rick and Morty

Planet Of The Apes - Caesar

Shadow The Hedgehog (Black reader turned into a hedgehog or any other animal)

Cult of The Lamb - Narinder (Black Sheep)

Superman

DBZ/DBS Broly

Tekken

Venom

There are others but these a fandoms and the only reason I don’t share or do specific ones, because I don’t want to be kink shamed lol. Because I be thinking I’m the only one that like these.

I do human ones, but I definitely enjoy monster fucking and such.

Now there is another thing I do want to share and express, when it comes to how I write said reader

How I Write Black Readers!

Now ya’ll that follow me or even see my blog I am a black woman, so of course I can write black girls and other stuff.

But I felt worried sharing the specific kind of black girl I write, and I love all the other black girl reader stuff. But I sometimes try to find ones with a bit of my personality and such

Examples being; I am super introverted like ya’ll don’t know lol, I’m very shy to as well. I don’t have much ghetto in like I have very ghetto friends we know at least that one friend that’s ready to box the fuck out of anyone lol.

I usually have to be pushed to that level of ghetto, it can slightly come out. But I don’t walk it or wear it on my skin like some of my friends do.

I’m your friendly neighborhood weirdo, super nerdy, bookworm, and I listen to all genres of music literally lol. But the things I read in certain stories for black girls, are music I don’t listen to.

I listen to limited rap songs and I don’t listen to a lot of female and Male rappers especially the new ones. I would listen to a Doja Cat and I love me some Nicki Minaj. The rare times I listen to the others such as Cardi or Ice Spice and others is like when there in features of songs. And if it sounds good. But never listen to there songs alone.

The same applies to male rappers, if anything I don’t listen much to there’s more so. I only find rare gems. I listen to a lot of previous rappers and if they have good new ones.

I just can’t stand gibberish rapping, and music that only talk about the hood, ass, titties, etc alone. That make songs about the same thing lol, not knocking any one that does. It’s just not my taste, so nothing wrong with what you enjoy.

So you won’t see me talking or writing it in my pieces. I like Celtic music, certain kid songs(which ya’ll have to admit some are like bops). Especially Desmond Dennis. I like game soundtracks, and fantasy instrumentals, etc.

Black Girl Hairstyles

Now with this I have went through years of all the hairstyles you can name in the fucking book lol

I actually mainly rock a short pixie cut, because I’m just too lazy to do my hair.

But I can write other descriptions of hairstyles because I’ve been through those faze

Black Girl Kinks

I’m a monster fucker, so you know damn well how kinky I am

The only kink I don’t do that some may is pegging. That’s just not for me sorry lol.

I am SUPER SUBMISSIVE! So I’m not really a dominant in me and my significant other. FUCK ME UP AND COMMAND ME DAMMIT!

BDSM I do love, forever will

Choke the fuck out of me

Pregnancy kink is a MUST! If you are fucking sexy. I will ride that everyday and will have as many babies as NEEDED!

These kinks are literally my all time favorite

I do try to cater to all forms of black girls I know and the friends I have. Just so it appeals to a wider audience, but I do write a lot of black!reader with my kind of personality and those with similar personality and taste like me.

This post can go on for awhile about my taste and interest. But I’ll let my writing do the talking. I just wanted to make those aware, because I am writing a black girl. But ppl sometimes say I have white people taste and such, which made me had to write differently which would be hard sometimes because I feel like I’m writing it bad at the same time.

I hope this post can give my followers and future followers on what I will be writing and how I write.

I will make a master list of the upcoming fanfictions and One-shots I will be writing. While I finish up the requests sent to me.

Disclaimer

I will also showcase other things such as projects I’m working on and things. Every so often, but it is mainly for my writing for the blerds like me! :3

[countrymusiclover]

36 - Love Ain’t Complicated Anymore

Part 37

Country Rancher

Tags @whateverthecostner @rosie-posie08 @kaycejdutton @kayceduttonn @kcloveswrestling @the-morning-star-falls @kaymudd @hcwthewestwaswcn

Shutting the truck door my boots hit the muddy dirt. I had gone into town to get some stuff Bree had asked for since the baby was making her life miserable today. Carrying my hat in my freehand I saw Lioyd was climbing down from his horse. “Morning Lloyd, how is everything going with the cattle? I am sorry that Kayce and I have been so busy with our daughter and all.”

“You ain’t gotta apologize for that, Y/n. The family of this place is what matters. The cattle don’t have to bother with our life.” He responded back, coming to lean against the metal fence.

Sitting the bag of groceries down on the ground I smiled putting my hands on my hip. “I wanted to thank you. For helping ne when Kayce and I were fighting. It wasn't right for Bree to see that so I'm glad she had you there."

“Your little darling is so sweet. If she’s anything like you dear she will turn out to be a very good mamma…Hey, I was heading up to the rodeo tonight would ya’ll want to come with me?” He asked tipping his hat to me, smiling.

Grabbing the bag of stuff I heard the front door open with Maxon barking his head off as he ran down the porch steps. Bree stopped holding her hands up when he placed his front paws on her growing stomach. “Easy boy. I won’t get her going down steps.” She explains seeing that he wasn't letting her move another step.

"Maxon! Here boy." I called hitting my hands on my knees where he dropped on all fours rushing over to me. “Hey little B go find your siblings and tell them to get ready for the rodeo tonight. LIoyd is taking us there for the evening.”

She nodded, turning on her heels and up the wooden stairs. “Alright mamma.”

Entering the main house with the golden retriever following me at the heel of my boots. Going upstairs to our bedroom I shut the door knowing that Kayce was finishing up something in the barn since it wouldn’t take him as long to get ready. Pushing some shirts away I gasped catching a box that I had put up on a shelf not really remembering what was inside of it. Laying the lid down I gasped feeling some tears seeing a picture of Lee and I hugging one another in a sidebar at a rodeo when Bree was still a baby. "Oh Lee, I hope you were right about us…"

"I feel uneasy about not carrying around my little girl right now." I admitted to him while we were sitting on some barstools waiting for the events to start.

The eldest Dutton sent me a look smiling back at me. "Look, I don't think it would be hard to be away from her. But I think you deserve a night out where you can have adult fun."

"I appreciate it, Lee. I haven’t really been out of the house since forever…" I paused hearing a familiar song playing where I sat my beer bottle down squealing. "Oh my gosh. I love this song!"

Lee sat his drink down, tipping his hat and offering me his freehand smirking down at me. "Do you wanna dance with Y/n?"

"Sure thing, cowboy." Placing my hands in his we headed away from the bar so we had room to dance. He placed his right hand in mine. I put my hand on his shoulder and his other on my hip.

Lee started singing slowly, twirling me underneath his arm when he spun me out and back into his chest. "I wonder what he's doing. (Love ain't) feelin' like a fool and. (You can't). Keep lettin' him do it to you, uh. 'Cause love ain't you on a sidewalk in your new dress all alone."

"Love ain't you callin' me 'cause he ain't pickin' up his phone. The way you're talkin' sounds like he's somebody you should hate. I may not know what love is girl, but I know what love ain't." I sang meeting his gaze spinning him under my arm as best as I could, making him lose his hat and it fall on the ground.

He chuckled, picking it up off the ground dusting it off. He sits in on my head before we finish the ending of the song. "I may not know what love is girl, but I know what love ain't. Come over, let me show you what he can't. 'Cause he can only show you what love ain't. Love ain't (love ain't) yeah yeah. (Love ain't) love ain't."

"Y/n, the thing between you and my brother is complicated. And I understand if you don't want to give him another chance since he left you when he got another girl pregnant. But I do think ya'll can find your way back to one another." Kayce's oldest brother declared squeezing my hands intertwined with his.

Grinning up at him I hope that he was right and one day I did find my way back to him like the romantic couple would in the movies. "Maybe one day you are right, Lee. We will have a fairytale life of some sort."

"Come on kiddos. This way I'll get us some good seats." LIoyd pushed the twins along with Bree and Tate following after him.

I paused in my step leaning against the fence sniffing a little since we had passed the bar that Lee and I had gone to when we were split up. Kayce walked up to me resting a hand on my shoulder seeing that I was a little upset. "Hey, you alright honey?"

"I uh - I came here with your brother Lee. And he…he told me that he hoped that we would find our way back to each other." I sniffled feeling some tears falling down until he cupped my face in his larger hands making me look into his brown eyes.

He pressed his forehead down onto mine and sniffed through some tears of his own. "Hey now. Don't focus on the past. We can't change what happened…but he was right. We are meant to be together, you and I. We are a team. I love you, my sweet darling."

"I love you too, Kayc…I'm sorry about this. I shouldn't be getting emotional when this is a night with the kids." He puts a finger to my lips, cutting me off before he wiped away the stray tears.

"Don’t shut your emotions out. Alright you know what we are going to do. We are going on a date night tomorrow just the two of us. Because we need some time away from our kids even though I know we love them like crazy.”

Burying my face against his chest gripping his jacket in my fingers he put his chin on top of my head. Footsteps ran over to us where we saw that it was Elsa who was wearing Lioyd’ hat on her head where it was way too big. “Mommy. Daddy, I want to rodeo when I grow up.”

“Well sweet girl. You have to wait until you're big enough to ride a horse on your own. But I bet Uncle Lloyd will be thrilled to teach you.” Picking her up from the ground Kayce ruffled her hair handing him back his hat when we went to find our seats.

Kayce wrapped his arm around my waist mumbling into my ear when I leaned into his embrace seeing the kids all entertained by the events. “You don’t have to hide anything from me, love. I will always be here.” I felt a pit in my gut at his words since I hadn’t yet told him about Jaime’s phone call the other night. But that would be a problem for down the road hopefully.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[wuzhere75]

Just a little update for my followers but I’m sorry if it’s been a while since I’ve posted WOF-related stuff or won’t be posting stuff related to it for a while, since I am assuming that’s where most of my followers are from. I don’t know if doing the base edits just burned me out but I kind of got bored of the series/fandom. By the time this post goes up I’ll be into the swing of working on a pretty large project for school. If I post any sort of art it will probably be stuff from my own head worlds and OCs, might get into other fandoms as well

I mean I could pick interest back up unexpectedly but don’t be surprised if I make post related to it less frequently. I still love ya’ll just letting you know

[sakura-jcn]

so i know there are girls here that are into student teacher romance. we can fantasize so much about them and all, but this is my story when i has in hs and it was quite traumatizing. i didnt realize what happened until i got myself out of the situation at 21 and never told anyone except my bf and my mom (didn’t go into detail with her). it left me numb and heartbroken.

i joined this program because i thought he was so handsome with his attire (and this program was highly spoken about). throughout the semester I started to notice certain little things like eyeing me up and down, if i was sitting in front he’d position himself by me so i’d have his crotch right there.. ew. these little things happened throughout my freshman and sophomore year.

in my junior and senior year i started working for the program (not actual working i just had a position)things started to look a little more suspicious. as a teenager who was completely in love with him, i didn’t see anything wrong, i mean.. he was giving me attention, cared for me, supported me, and complimented me! that’s all i wanted from him anyways.. right?? there’s nothing wrong with being poked, or tickled, having your pants pulled, choked, have sexual conversations with you, carry you forcefully, or say out loud i’m his girl, etc. i thought we developed this relationship where he fully trusted me and we could always go to one another for any reason. i thought he was very playful and everyone thought the same thing too. so again, didn’t see anything wrong.

during a parent teacher confidence that i did not attend, he told my mom that i am very beautiful and of course i took that as a compliment. little did i know lol

anyways, we had a senior party and decided not to go but had to pick up a project i had left in the office since i didn’t want to carry it around. i walked and i saw him out of my peripheral vision coming out of the restroom. i hurried so i didn’t have to talk to him but he ran to me and asked why i didn’t go to which i responded i was socially anxious (im not) and he grabbed me by the neck with both hands, placed himself next to my ear and whispered “you’re not anxious around me” i felt awkward but i moved on. he’d lock me in the same room as him and he’d give me family sized candy every time lmao, he was jealous of the other instructor giving me things so he’d gift me stuff too, he would tell me that he loved me randomly and i was weirded out but i still said i loved him too. ya’ll i didn’t do anything to get his attention he straight up did it himself, yes i enjoyed my time with him and all for four years and loved him like an academic dad and yeah i also loved him romantically but i never put myself out there to get his attention.

i got my first phone my senior year, my parents were strict but hey i didn’t complain at all. the morning after getting it, he saw me with my phone and said “you don’t have my number huh? leave your number on top of my desk please” i never gave it to him since my first period bell rang which made me forget. i’m so thankful for that bell!

we had to create a twitter for school but i made it my personal twitter and we all followed each other and all which was fun, but then he would reach out to me. after i graduated, he’d talk about having beers, or him scaring me in the dark, he’d be jealous about my bf BUT none of that beats the text he sent me..

“I love your shoes”

“what shoes? lol”

“sorry i meant your legs”

“my legs?”

“yeah your legs are sexy”

“oh”

he has never seen my legs because i was insecure about them but after meeting my bf, i started changing and felt so confident about myself so thats when the perv took a liking to them. he’d tell me i looked mature for my age, ever since i started high school and looked so good. 😔

i changed my twitter, pfp, bio, header, privatized my account and he even told me he saw that. i freaked tf out. but i sent him a long ass message and he apologized saying he didn’t mean it like that.. how tf like what did you mean then?????

after all that happened in december 2020, i dreamed of everything that had happened to me.

AND THEN I REMEMBERED…

my freshman year i got called into the office and it was weird because i was never called into the office before like EVER. i went and saw my first period classmate and asked what it was about and it was about the program. i got called into the room by this lady and kept asking questions if i ever got touched by the perv or the other two men. have they ever been present when measuring the attire we have to wear. have they made any remarks about my body. you know, just creepy shit men do and get reported and want to know the details. after that it all made sense.

anyways after that i blocked him and didn’t see him again and it’s almost 6-7 years since i graduated.. my sibling is in hs rn and have seen the perv but there is no contact. he stares at me from a far, or pretends not to look at me. but yeah.

my point is, be careful. you just never know what kind of men they are. the potential issues may arise if something does happen. keep it on the lows. i’m in my mid 20’s and i like a chemistry researcher lol but i admire him and just want him to look at me and if he speaks to me, cool, if he doesn’t, cool too. idk maybe if you’re going through something similar to what i went through, im here to talk no need to feel ashamed or anything. ☺️💗

if anyone wants my twitter dm me!!! 🫶🏻

[sol-draws-sometimes]

Hello :) I’ve seen your post and I’ve returned to ask once more, would you be willing to draw-

Teen-High-Binder Transmasc Normal?

I tried to keep more original while still following the general meme/ adding stuff that I liked from other people. For as much as I draw Link, Normal is up there for my fav character, so I’m glad to be solidifying a design for him that I actually like. Link reminds me of me as a kid and Normal reminds me of me when I was 13-15(honestly me a now a little, I’m just older so I don’t act as much like that). What can I say he’s my Hispanic, neurodivergent boy, of course I project on him. I still wear my high school spirt shirts because some of them are still cute, which means that Normal definitely wears San Dimas spirt shirts. Hopefully this isn’t just a uniform school thing, and ya’ll know what school spirt shirts are. I hope yall like the tree joke, I don’t think I’ve seen anyone else make that observation. I love this meme/trend it’s fucking funny who you asked everyone and I gotta love the community coming together over binder Normal.

Sorry this took so long, was gonna post this last week(I think? I have no sense of time) and then tumblr ate the post when I tried to draft it. So I’ve been procrastinating on posting because I’d have to write everything I want to post at once. Actually while making this post I turned off my tablet because someone came into my room and I thought I LOST the post AGAIN, but just posted early. To Anon, since I keep talking to you, I could try to count it myself, but I could just ask you. What’s the current Normal Binder count, has to be over 10 I think.

Anyways Happy Pride everyone!

Id on the bottom

[ID starts: Digital fanart of Normal from Dungeons and Daddies. Normal has a puberty mustache, light tan skin, light acne, and short-ish, dark brown, wavy hair. There is a large center drawing of Normal with smaller doodles surrounding the drawing.The main drawing is of Normal in a navy blue teeny the teen binder. He has his hand in fist on his chest and has a confident expression. To the the left of him it say “Happy Pride!” in a shouting bubble. On the top left, Normal is saying “Why go on T, when you can use puberty tree!” To the right of that, it has a before and after. In the before, Normal has no mustache, while in the after he was a mustache. In the middle right, there is a tiny doodle of Normal’s face saying: “Bind Safely!” with a trans flag behind the text. In the bottom left there’s another tiny Normal. He has another teeny-the-teen binder, but this one has mascot’s repeating face. On top it say, “Obligatory meme reference!” ID ends]

[ID starts: A close up of the top part of the drawing. On the left, Normal has a blue shirt that says: “Teen Spirt!” and has a salesperson’s smile. He is gesturing with a pointed finger and saying “Why go on T, when you can use puberty tree!” To the right of that, it has a before and after. In the before, Normal has no mustache and a neutral expression. While in the after, he was a mustache, more acne, and an excited smile. ID ends]

[ghostysn0w]

Intro

Hello there, I am —

~ Ghost / Snowy ~

[ More Under The Cut ]

Basic info ;

~ 7Teen year old ex-wattpad author who moved to AO3 ~

* Loves ❤️: Voca / Utau / FanLoid, Undertale / Deltarune, Hetalia, Call Of Duty, Horror, Syntho(Electro/Techno)Pop, (Many Diffrent) Anime’s, Cyber/Draincore, TMNT, Reverse: 1999, Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, RanFren, Danganronpa, The Dragon Prince, JellyFish, Space And Much More

* Dislikes / Hates 💔: TERFs, Anti-Mspecs, Israeli Supporters, Bigots, Excludes LGBTQ Folks, Antis/FanCops, People Who Discriminate Others

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[humansconfusemeletmebark]

Yo, made a therian/otherkin sideblog because yes

A bit about me: I’m a minor so don’t be weird (not a kid tho). I have autism. I’m queer and Asian and have a little bit of pent up anger directed towards bigots (and really nebulous feelings towards humans in general).

My kintypes: Northwestern Wolf (kin), Crow (hearted), Dog of unspecified breed (kin)

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Hard DNI:

porn focused blogs, racist, queerphobic, bigoted in general

Soft DNI (Can follow but pls don’t directly interact):

Those of y’all who identify as being physically an animal. I am in no way discriminating against those with delusions or psychosis causing these beliefs, or those who simply choose to identify this way. Ya’ll are valid. I just am setting a boundary for my own personal mental health because of my own struggles with identity that cause me distress. I’m sure you’re all wonderful creatures and I wish you nothing but the best /gen.

Divinekin with past lives. This also is extremely a case by case basis. I am mostly uncomfortable with divinekin who are connected to Christianity/traditional depictions of angels, as this is a trigger for me. I’m sure you’re a wonderful being /gen.

For anyone on this soft dni list, I’m sorry for my own trauma getting in the way of our interactions. I am working on this, and hope to heal.

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[wildbornsiren]

Kinktober Day 21: Size Kink || Sierra Six/F!Reader

Size Kink Summary: You patch up your mysterious neighbor. 1,212 words Female/AFAB reader Warnings: hurt comfort, mention of injury, sexual imagery.  Notes: For #kinktober2022. Please follow @wbslibrary​ since tag lists are gone. (I appreciate ya’ll so much but it was stressing me out, and I was worried I’d miss someone). Comments and sharing let me know you love me, likes are appreciated. Thank you so very much for reading. It’s so appreciated and means the most.

There were perks to living in an old apartment building. Beautiful architecture, rooms and halls steeped with history, pipes that groaned stories of residents past, the building settling, telling bedtime stories late at night. Another bonus being that it had fewer people living in it. Your upstairs neighbors were a pair of college students, the people who lived belong you were older, and would sit on the stoop in the warmer months, telling stories to whoever lingered on the crumbling staircase long enough. The neighbor across the hall, however, was an enigma. He lived there with his daughter, who looked to be in her early teens. He kept to himself, though the girl would occasionally strike up a conversation if you were coming home at the same time.

The girl’s name was Claire, she called the man Six, which had led to you ruling out that he was her father. Probably an uncle, as he was too old to be her brother. Other than that, you didn’t know much about your attractive across-the-hall-neighbor. Part of you didn’t mind the privacy, the other side of you wanted to know more about the attractive, quiet man who came and left at random times. It was a Friday night, traffic through the city had been a mess, your coworkers had decided that you were the answer to everyone’s problem and so you had barely finished your own tasks during company hours, which had led you to bringing home projects to take care of over the weekend. You had squeezed yourself between the closing doors of the elevator which took you from the underground parking to your floor. “Evening.” You glance up from your phone swallow hard. Six stood next to you in the cramped elevator, and apparently one thing you missed from your observations was how big he is. He was well over six feet, towering over you. His arms were crossed across his chest, biceps barely contained by the short sleeved white shirt. His waist was narrow, long, muscular legs strained against dark denim. He was attractive, strands of hair obscuring his eyes, facial hair kept in a neat goatee. He was also bleeding. “You alright?” You ask. He’s got a cut running from his ear along his jaw. “You really should get that looked at.” He shrugged, “Cut myself shaving.” “Give yourself the black eye too?” “Bumped into the wall while shaving.” His voice was also a surprise, and you liked it. You shake your head, “You know, Six, you shouldn’t walk and shave.” You don’t miss the way his shoulders tighten, fingers curling tighter in on themselves. “Sorry.” You look back at your feet, willing the ancient elevator to move just a bit faster. “It’s alright.” He says, and when he says your name, you look up at him. There’s a small smile on his face. “You want to get that cleaned up before you go back to the kiddo?” The question is out of your mouth before you can stop it. There’s an interesting play of emotions on his face, before he nods. The elevator groans to a stop and he follows you out, keeping space between you when you head for your door. Your apartment seems smaller with him, and despite never being in, he moves through your space like he’s been there many times. “Bathroom’s the second door on the left.” You say to him, dropping your work stuff on the kitchen table. You grab a first aid kit from under the kitchen sink and head back to the bathroom. He’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, shirtless. It takes a few moments for your mind to catch up with what you were seeing. One of the reasons why you signed the lease was the bathroom—it was a silly reason, but the room was spacious, the tub large enough for at least two other people. And yet, the space looked small with him in it. You put the first aid kit on the counter, rummaging around for the supplies you need to clean up the wound. You turn back to him, closing the space. He motions you closer, and you situate yourself between his legs. He tips his head up, and up close he’s even more handsome. He’s warm, the heat radiating from him, his breathing so slow and even. You clean up the cut, and he doesn’t even wince at the sting of warm water and soap. “Are you okay? You aren’t in any trouble, are you?” “I’m not in any trouble,” he says. One hand closes around your wrists, managing to still your hands with just one of his. “I’ll be okay.” Your heart thumps wildly in your chest when you realize how firm his grip is. “It doesn’t look like you need stitches.” Your mouth is dry, and you lick your lips nervously. This close, all you can think about is how you would feel crushed against that massive chest, his arms caging you to him. How he probably wouldn’t even struggle to lift you, the way he’d press you against the soft mattress, his weight crushing you into it. The way his muscles would flex and roll, those massive hands gripping your thighs, your legs propped up on shoulders. The brush of his scars against your skin. You realize that you’re staring, and you drop your hands. Willing your racing heart to slow, you turn once more toward the kit, grabbing some antibacterial ointment, gauze and medical tape. “I’m sure you know, but make sure to keep this clean, and change the bandages if they get dirty.” “Yes ma’am.” Now that sent butterflies exploding in your belly. “If you need help, my door’s open.” It’s difficult to concentrate when his eyes never leave your face. His pulse jumps under your fingertips when you brush his neck, smoothing ointment over a scrape. You look anywhere but his face, your lower lip caught between your teeth. “You’re all set.” You step away from him, instantly missing the warmth that he provided. You offer a small smile, grinning a bit more when he returns it. His is hesitant, and if you knew him any better you would say it was shy. He gets to his feet, and sadly, puts his shirt back on. He doesn’t say anything, following you to the front door. Your hand is on the lock, when his hand lands on the door above your head. You can feel him lean in, his breath ghosting your skin. He’s close, and a delicious thrill slides down your spine. “Thank you.” You can feel the vibration of his voice in his chest against your back. “Let’s keep this between us though. Claire doesn’t need to worry.” “No problem.” You face him, finding your eyes level with his chest. When you lift your gaze, he’s looking down at you, expression unreadable. “Like I said, my door is open for whatever you need.” You duck out from his arms though it very nearly pains you to step away. “Have a good night.” He grunts, opening the door and leaving your apartment, the door closing behind him. You manage to lock the door, before your knees give out and you sink to the ground, heart racing, mind spinning.

[homeofthelonelywriter]

HM: Negan x clumsy!Reader

(A/N) Headcanon Monday! Headcanon Monday! I hope ya’ll like Headcanon Monday! (I’m writting this on April 1st and I just summoned 740 crabs, so I’m kinda in a silly mood...sorry not sorry!) Anyway @crookedcolorcollectorsthings (no idea why I can’t tag you) thank you so much for your request and for being my 2000st follower! I hope you like it! Although I feel like I went a little of track...

Pairing: Negan x clumsy! Reader

Warnings: smut under the cut

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the first time you meet Negan you are stumbling through the woods

you’re not paying attention, lost in your thoughts and when he suddenly appears in front of you, you get scared so bad, you stumble backwards and trip over a branch on the ground

Negan, like the little piece of shit he is, laughs and mocks you

then he offers you help to get up

he is after all a gentleman (not really, but kinda)

he tells you about the Sanctuary and since you don’t have anywhere else to go, you agree

on the way there it already clear that you’re going to be a pain in his ass

you trip over every single pebble and Negan has to catch you countless times

he is already annoyed when you reach the car

what you don’t know is that he finds it kind of endearing

he also really enjoys your time together in the car

you have a lot in common

taste in music

humor

you even find out that you both lived quiet close to each other before the apocalypse

all in all he really starts to like you

back at the Sanctuary Negan quickly shows you around, subconsciously making sure that there was nothing you could trip over in the way

Negan quickly decided to keep you close

you got a room close to him

and your job was to be his “personal assistant”

yeah, he made that position up

anyway

he had you stay by his side all day

take notes for him

bring him drinks

(which you would occasionally spill over said notes)

accompany him to meetings

tripping on the way there

it almost became a routine

Negan got better and better at helping you when you are clumsy

catching you when you trip

keeping you from spilling his drinks

or your food

or your own drinks

he showed you how he liked things done

not just as his “personal assistant” but as a Savior

and that way you climbed the ranks

it didn’t take long before you were one of the most respected members of the Sanctuary

not just because Negan liked you

or because he showed you how things worked

but because you were also kind

you more or less portrayed the opposite side of Negan

while still being trusted by him

during all this you two form a relationship

and who would’ve thought

even in this aspect you are clumsy

but not because you just are

no, you are just inexperienced

an apocalypse isn’t necessarily the time to find a partner

but Negan is quick to help you in that aspect too

after all, it’s a good excuse to kiss you all the time

and keep you even closer than before

he would say that he’s ‘training’ you

and that included kissing and PDA

like major PDA

his arm would constantly be around your waist or on your back

he would pull you onto his lap if he was sitting down somewhere

and he would always be kissing you

and if not your lips, your neck

hickeys…okay, let me repeat that….HICKEYS

and a lot of them

and in very seeable places too

he uses them to let everyone know you’re his

okay…I think I went a little of track

back to…smut? below the cut! (hehe that rhymed)

if you’re already unexperienced when it comes to normal relationship stuff, you’re hela unexperienced when it comes to sex

but Negan really likes it

you’re not like his wives, and he enjoys that

if it’s your first time he will be really gentle and careful

guiding and preparing you accordingly

starting by eating you out like his life depends on it

you can’t count all the orgasms you go through

and when you think you’re done for the night, completely exhausted

Negan makes you realize that that was just the start

he L.O.V.E.S. it when you ride him

the view

*heart-eyes* *pure adoration*

and the boobs

he loves the boobs

is there anything better than boobs?

not if you ask Negan

he also loves the clumsy way you behave during sex

how you immediately blush and get all shy when something happens

but Negan just laughs and tries his best to pull you out of your shyness

and honestly

after like…a few weeks with him

you’re no longer clumsy when it comes to relationship stuff and sex

you’re a pro

and desired by every person in the Sanctuary

but you belong to Negan

and he to you

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[lauri-rosehearts]

The more I rewatch epic winter, the more stuff I question about it. I’ve already questioned a few things about it, each which I have a separate post on this blog, but here a few smaller nitpicks that I’ve noticed:

I already made a post saying that I think we deserved to see the parents of the characters whos castles we were seeing, but now that I think about, we also had the chance to see them during the first part of the special, y’know, where everyone’s parents show up at school so they can check on the Snow King. They had twice the chance to introduce more characters parents…and we still didn’t get it!

On that note, why is it that every castle with the exception of the Ice palace, is completely vacant of people. I know its revealed that everyone left to find warmer climates while this winter was going on, but I cant help but question why NONE of these parents took a moment to think “Hey, I’m gonna be away from home for god knows how long. Maybe, just MAYBE, I should call my teenage daughter, who’s likely freezing in her school right and ask her if she would like to come with me. Like you know, its not as if she’s handling the cold any better than ME…..nah she’ll survive!” Like I just imagine any of the parents returning to their castles after the snow storm was put to an end and being like “hey, sweetheart how did you handle the summer snow storm we had just a week ago” and their child sarcastically replying like “well mom and dad, I had to go on a dangerous quest to find a cure for what was causing this winter, and almost kicked the bucket at least 3 times….but ANYWAY, how was your warm getaway?! Its not like you left me to nearly freeze at school…”

Why is it that while on their way to Cinderella’s castle, Ashlynn is just as confused as everyone else on how to get there. Like, girl, we’re literally headed to your home right now. How are you unfamiliar with the path?

Have none of these characters ever been to fge others castles? Like ya’ll are friends right? Is it not common for atleast one visit to the others home? Like has Briar never been to Rosabella’s castle ans vice versa. They’re literally cousins. I know that both sides of their families have some issues but like…what? Also on their way to Sleeping Beauty’s castle, Crystal says that she can’t wait to see Briar’s castle, which tells us immediately shes never been to it. I’m sorry but it’s literally confirmed that Ashlynn, Briar, and Crystal are childhood friends and you’re telling me that they never went to each other’s castles for a playdate or a sleepover. Are all of your parents just super strict?

Why is it that in that scene where Briar approaches the spinning wheel, nobody steps in to stop her until the last possible moment. Like I thought it was common knowledge among the group that she didn’t wanna follow her destiny anymore and that it was her greatest source of anxiety. Logically, I would have expected for Ashlynn of all people to drag Briar back by the shoulders as soon as she could. Like, Ashlynns whole role in thronecoming was to be Briars emotional support friend, since she was the one who understood her struggle the most, but fast forward to the one moment where Briar is vulnerable to her destiny, and you just stand there doing nothing. Ash, baby, I love you, but WHAT THE HECK.

[vanosslirious]

BBS Dialogue Prompts #203

BBS Dialogue Prompts & Sentence Starter: [ 10 ]

SMII7Y

It depends, what are you into?

That's the only reason why I'm fucking here!

Why are you so into that?

What God did you pray to to win that?

There's no way I'm this unlucky, bro.

I better fucking make this.

That's probably a good idea, I should do that too.

They're just pumping out bullshit now.

He was so ready for that.

Let's just clarify what you meant by this sentence right here.

Hey, it's the guy you shot in the head.

Dude, they're going to report me.

Oh, that's kind of fucked up now that I think about it.

You're literally Santa Claus, what are you doing?

Everyone chill...that's the opposite of chill!

You will pay for your treachery.

It says I can place it, but it’s probably going to break.

Alright, boys, it’s on.

I can’t move, I literally can’t move.

I’m actually really glad I wasn’t around to see the actual context of that cause it sounds great.

H2ODELIRIOUS

Beat their ass!

I think we gotta hit him three times.

Hold my hand, damnit.

Wait, they're coming in strong.

Shoot them one by one.

Did I help you guys?

Is this your damn sister, what the hell?

Where the hell are you trying to run too?

Will you open your damn door?

Are you following me?

TERRORISER

Don’t worry guys, I got a flare!

Yes, she got rid of my joke, goddamnit.

Speak up.

Why was I ripped out of the server?

I just want to shoot one of them just to see your reaction.

Let’s get out there, guys.

I was stuck down a hole.

Great, I got nothing.

I’m going to fucking kill you.

Someone find food.

NOGLA

There’s no way you played it without me seeing it.

I have an infected wisdom tooth, and I just chewed a candy on it.

Just give me the card, man, please.

How did he know about the other stuff?

Alright, boys, sorry to let you down.

I feel stared at.

Ah, come on, guys, that was not impressive.

It's so weird seeing you like this.

How are you breathing?

No, I have to order my fries.

FL0M

Fuck, I'm pinned down!

I did, I didn’t see anything!

I lost to some fucking peppers.

It looks like I'm about to puke!

You know, I actually don't think that is true.

I don't know what they do, man!

What the fuck, who is this?

Low energy, I should eat something.

Let me go ask them how they're doing, hey guys.

Dude, I'm almost dead, oh shit!

JERICHO

This one’s for you, man.

Did he kill you too?

He went up straight and executed your ass.

What happened there, that's weird.

Wait, I got an idea.

You literally ran into me.

Oh, this looks promising to me.

Oh my god, you painted the wall.

What the hell, are you guys bringing him to me?

That’s crazy, what could have possibly gone down?

ELILIKESRICE

What the fuck, ya’ll got goldfish memory?

Enemy in the room.

You’re saying I shot the wrong person?

You guys have cool names.

Enemy right here, that's not one of us.

Oh, ya'll hear something, ya'll hear a ghost?

He played dead.

I wish you told me…

You don't have to do that.

I never actually seen anyone just go around picking up bullets.

GRIZZY

The fucking controls are not working!

Yeah, I’ll be back soon.

You broke ass bitch.

You literally had nothing!

Give it to me…for the love of God!

Fuck it, I'm taking my chances…I regret everything.

I don't agree with this!

If they're so boring, tell us.

Guys, I’m thinking red, thoughts?

Now, what kind of fuckery is this?

VANOSSGAMING

There is no time for fucking secrets.

You don’t know which one I was excluding, maybe I was excluding myself, you don’t know.

I’m fine dying here in the front yard.

I’m taking the grave on the right.

Fuck it, I’m taking this grave, rest in piece, boys.

Say please!

Are you fucking kidding me.

Which way is it?

Fuck off, ghost!

Use the force.

KRYOZ

Maybe we should go kill him…knock-knock.

Get the headlight.

I don’t know, I’m loading, it still takes awhile to do that.

Wait, how much money do you have?

I sold a painting to some dumb bitch!

Dude, we’re about to get scammed.

Go to a different wall you dumb little skanky slut.

What makes him dirty?

Yeah, it’s like a flash bang.

I’ve been seeing spots ever since.

[dissociativesworld]

Patience

Pairing: Wrecker x reader

Tags: little bit of angst, dom!Wrecker, cock warming, sex in the pilot seat (sorry tech), overstimulation, implied squirting, probably some other stuff I'm not thinking of

A/N: I had no idea how to end this so it's a little hasty at the end hope ya'll don't mind. Also no idea if I'm tagging people correctly

Taglist: @4rosydreams @kesshou-otome @cobiwanbanobi

NSFW below the cut

A shower had never felt so good. You didn’t even care that it was cold, after months on that godforsaken planet you were finally home. As one of the few females on base, you got your own room but you also knew that more than likely Wrecker would probably be passed out on your bed once you opened the ‘fresher door.

He hadn’t followed you to your room after the mission like he normally did. Hopefully, it was just because he wanted a shower just as badly as you did. But you also couldn’t help but think it probably had to do with your behavior on the mission which you still needed to genuinely apologize for. You’d lost your temper when he made a risky decision, not following the plan.

“Why can’t you be patient for once?!” You’d shouted at him.

In the few years, you’d known the Batch, you’d never raised your voice to any of them. And definitely not Wrecker even in the past year you’d been dating. It was out of character for you and it startled the entire team. Even Crosshair was shocked. And the look your boyfriend gave you broke your heart. But you didn’t want to admit you were in the wrong in front of them. You just wanted them to be safe and if they thought they’d piss you off by doing stupid shit, then you’d be the bad guy.

You turned the water off before wrapping yourself in a towel, the standard-issue military towel almost too small to cover you properly. Walking through your room to grab your blacks you were disappointed to see that Wrecker wasn’t there. Well, you needed sleep anyway. As you crawled into bed, it felt wrong. Too empty without being snuggled up to the large trooper. Maybe things would be back to normal in the morning.

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The next morning you wandered down the halls of Kamino looking for your squad. Peeking into their barracks you were disappointed to see all of them, minus Wrecker.

“If you’re looking for Wrecker he slept in the Marauder last night.” Crosshair all but growled at you.

You made a face, “what? Why?”

“You really have to ask?” He scowled at you, normally he was pretty neutral toward you but he obviously didn’t appreciate that you hurt his brother’s feeling.

Sighing you doubled back to the hangar. You could see him sitting in the cockpit, a pout on his lips as he stared into space. You walked quietly onto the ship, quiet enough that he didn’t look up as you walked up behind him.

“Is it okay if I join you?” You asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Wrecker glanced up, suddenly having his trademark smile on his face. “Mesh’la, I was just thinking about you.”

He pulled you down into his lap, his half-hard erection emphasizing his words.

“I came to apologize.” You smiled up at him.

He chuckled darkly, “I have a way you can make it up to me.”

You quirked an eyebrow, wondering where he was going with this. His sudden change in attitude with your appearance had you wondering what he was thinking. Granted his smile was a welcome change.

“What did you have in mind handsome?” You asked.

Wrecker pulled you back against him, his cock hard against your ass. He kissed your neck, the other hand pulling your shirt up.

“You realize that anyone can walk into the hangar and see us?” You whispered, now wanting to admit that the thought went straight to your core.

He just hummed in response, his wandering hand moving up to your breasts, squeezing your breast none too gently. You gasped in response, grinding yourself against him.

“I’m going to test your patience sweet girl.” He growled low in your ear.

Your heart was in your throat. Wrecker was one of the most kind-hearted people you knew but since getting to know him a little more intimately you’d learned he wasn’t all soft and sweet. And since he learned you weren’t as fragile as you seemed, he’d enjoyed pushing your limits quite a bit.

“I was plenty patient during that mission mesh’la, considering I wanted nothing more than to lean you over the closest surface and fuck you.” His voice was a low grumble.

You whimpered in response, you could feel your slick soaking your panties.

“Look at you all quiet now, where’s my angry girl?” Wrecker asked as he nibbled on your ear.

Your face was uncomfortably flushed, your cunt was throbbing. Not thinking you moved your hand down to touch yourself through your blacks. Wrecker hooked his chin over your shoulder, watching your movements for a moment before putting his hand over your own.

“I haven’t even started yet cyare, are you sure I’m the impatient one?” His hot breath fanned down your neck before kissing your pulse point.

“Maybe not.” You murmured, leaning back allowing the hand up your shirt to pull it up over your head.

“No bra mesh’la? Naughty girl.” He chuckled, pulling his own shirt off before pulling your back against his chest.

Despite being together for so long you’d never get tired of feeling his muscle-bound body against yours. You could feel every movement against you as he wrapped his arms around you, pinning your arms to your sides, a hand dipping between your legs. His touch was teasingly light, kissing your bare shoulders before biting down on the junction of your shoulder and neck, sucking a bruise there.

You whimpered again, squirming in his lap, desperate for more friction.

Wrecker paused his actions. “Don’t draw too much attention to us cyare, you don’t want anyone to see us do you?”

Instead of responding you ground your ass against his cock earning a growl from him.

“Or maybe you do, naughty girl. You want one of my vod to see how riled up I get you? See how good I fuck you?” He bit another spot on your shoulder.

“Please Wrecker.” You whined.

“Pants off, now.” Wrecker all but pushed you off his lap roughly, pulling the waistband of his pants down enough for his cock to spring free.

You pulled your pants down, you’d just barely gotten it below your ass when Wrecker pull you back down onto his lap.

“Giving the rest of them a show mesh’la? Why not just walk the halls naked?” Wrecker growled, hand grabbing your thighs roughly, pulling them apart so that they were hooked over his own.

He pushed your shoulders forward so that your ass lifted off of his lap, with his other hand grabbing his cock and rubbing its head through your folds. You knew you were dripping already, his quiet moans indicating he was enjoying the sight. He pulled you down onto his cock, the thick length spreading you open.

“Take it cyare, such a good girl.” His voice was deep as he reached around you to wrap a hand around your neck just below your chin.

He filled you more than you’d ever been before, you couldn’t move without his cock pressing against a sensitive spot inside you. His free hand went down to your clit rubbing lazy circles. You moved your hips, wanting movement but he stopped you, the grip on your neck tightening and pulling you back roughly. When you swallowed you could feel the strength of his hold.

Again you started squirming, the full feeling of his cock inside you building tension especially as he applies more pressure to your clit. He again tightened his grip, this time pulling your head back to his shoulder.

“I can sit here buried in your pussy all day cyare. I don’t think you deserve to cum after the attitude you gave me on that mission.” His voice was low but you could detect a smirk from him before he kissed your cheek before tilting your mouth to press against his.

“Please Wrecker. I want to feel you cum inside me.” You begged.

“Nice try mesh’la.” He chuckled, fingers against your clit pressing against you roughly.

The building tension was threatening to snap, arched your back, pressing yourself into his hand desperate for release. Wet heat radiated from inside your cunt, you could feel your wetness dripped down his cock and thighs as pleasure shook your core.

“Look at that cyare, squirting everywhere making a mess. You like my fingers and cock that much?” He teased. “Let’s see if you can do that again.”

His hand returned to your clit, now even more tender than before. The crescendo of pleasure building quickly again still riding on the pleasure of your last orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You whimpered a chant under your breath as you felt yourself tighten around his cock again.

“That a girl, let go.” He moaned, kissing your neck.

Your second orgasm was more intense than the first, your vision blurring as pleasure flooded your body with the snap. Wrecker’s hips thrust into you with a few shallow thrusts before he moaned loudly, his cock twitching inside you as he came.

You stood on shaky legs to lean against the control panel, needing to get away from the stimulation but unable to stand on your own.

“You okay mesh’la?” Wrecker asked, concern evident in his voice as he gently touched your thigh.

You laughed, trying to brush off his concern. “Yeah, that was just a lot.”

You could hear him shifting behind you, assumably pulling his pants back up.

“C’mere cyare, let me hold you.” He murmured, pulling you back onto his lap, gentler this time.

You snuggled against him, his warm body gone from rigid to soft and comforting. His arms wrapped around you, cradling you to his chest. You two stayed like that for a few moments before you dressed and both of you made your way back to your room before you both passed out in each other’s arms.