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[leofrith]

Burn

BURN - from chapter two of Honor Bound

“Tell me where to go. It does not take two to burn a slip of parchment.” “No, it doesn’t,” Leofrith relented. “But it would not be a very good hiding place if it were so easy to find, would it?” Eivor held his gaze, waiting for a sign, searching for any hint of deception but finding only resignation.  “I could kill you.” It was less a threat than it was a warning. A promise that Eivor would finish what she had started that day in Repton if he were to raise a hand against her now.  “Aye, Leofrith said. To his credit, he did not even flinch. “You could.”

send me a word, if it’s in my WIP document I’ll answer your ask with the section that it appears in

[suplexjones]

Send me a cute headcannon

Here are a few (probably not very original)

Matt Jackson has a headband with cat ears that he wears around the house.

Nick Jackson can talk to birds but his favorite birds to talk to are crows because they'll bring him gifts.

When anyone pets Orange Cassidy he purrs like a kitty.

The members of Dark Order like to make a cuddle pile.

Thanks for the ask 💜

[angelkitty32001]

37 & 29

37. Worst Gimmick

Ric Flair's "walk around for a bit then throw self to floor". I hate it. I hate it. It's so annoying and utterly crap.

I'm over the whole spraying of Ls on the women in the Outsiders v Homegrown feud

29. Fave Wrestling Trope

Probably the "Person in peril, music hits for person to do a run in" one. I pop every time. I'm also a fan of a good hot tag, you run wild on all those humans beating up your buddy! You do that thing!

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

R

In no particular order:

Red (Taylor’s Version) by Taylor Swift

Rockstar by Nickelback

Ride by Twenty One Pilots

Rock The Bells by LL Cool J

Redneck Woman by Gretchen Wilson

Thanks for asking!!

[veliseraptor]

Choose violence: 23

ship you've unwillingly come around to: oh hmmm. I feel like this is an interesting one because I honestly don't usually unwillingly come around to ships. if my opinions change, I for the most part either start out indifferent and become interested, or I start out disliking it a little and end up disliking it more.

I guess if I'm more thinking about ships where I was skeptical, kimchay definitely comes to mind as a pairing where I was like. wincing every time they were on screen because I was having hardcore secondhand embarrassment, but then after my first watch I came on tumblr and read some stuff about them (okay, lbr, mostly @majestictortoise) and ended up being like. okay okay okay I can get on board with this. and on my rewatch I'm much more on board and enjoying porchay "i know what i want and i'm going for it" kittisawat and kim "i don't know how to feel human feelings" theerapanyakul. they're doing great

ships I've come to from outright dislike... I feel like surely I have had friends talk me into liking things I thought I didn't like, because my friends are powerful that way. but I really am struggling to think of one that's not "I just didn't really have feelings about this until someone gave them to me" rather than "I didn't want to ship this but now I do."

sometimes I get mad about how predictable I am when it comes to the relationships I end up invested in, but that's different.

[himbos-hotline]

🙅‍♀️ What is one trope you refuse to ever write?

tbh off the top of my head I dont think theres any tropes that I wont write. Theres some like sex pollon and that kinda vibe of tropes that I wont really feel comfy to write but i would like, try? I dunno. im down to try anything once [apart form incest..fuck off with that]

[magicalbuttertarts]

📺

We really do!

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Imposter Syndrome

Summary: After his car accident, Matt has been acting out strange. What could possibly be wrong with your - once sweet - husband?

Pairings: Matthew Jackson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult language, asphyxiation, smut, dub-con, dirty talk.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @bayleymania , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl, @ripleyswhore , @tahiri-veyla

Relief can’t even begin to fathom what I felt once I entered with Matt by my side through the threshold of our home.

“Careful, my love” I placed my hand behind his back as I helped him sit down on the couch. The purple stains beneath Matt’s eye and jaw were almost gone by now.

After the car accident that left my husband 4 weeks in the hospital, he was finally recovered enough to come home, and could at last get some rest in our own bed. It was such a relief to see him better after everything we’ve gone through the past month, but now that we’re home, I’m ready to get our life back on track.

I sat on the armrest of the couch and caressed his shoulder while asking “Do you want something to eat, Matty?”. His brown eyes fixed on my face, and a hint of contempt quickly flashed in the dark chocolate irises.

“Matthew” He scorned “I hate being called ‘Matty’, it’s childish”.

With frowned eyebrows, I stood up as he continued, “And yes, I want a chicken sandwich filled with tomatoes and chips”.

“Tomatoes? But you hate tomatoes inside the sandwich-”

“Just go get me a fucking sandwich, alright?!” Matt growled, still not realizing my utter shock upon hearing the cuss word coming out of his lips.

Matt never cusses…at least until now.

“Where’s my beer?” Matt asks as I place the sandwich on top of the coffee table.

“We don’t have alcohol at home,” I said “You don’t drink alcohol”.

“Well I do now” He flashed me a bitter smile before grabbing a couple of dollars from his shorts’ side pocket. “Be a good girl and go buy me a pack, would you?” With a teasing wink, Matt softly pushed me towards the front door. He turned the TV on and stopped at the sports channel.

Matt’s eyes followed the fast jabs one of the opponents was receiving, his lips moved rapidly, and I could’ve sworn I heard “Kill him. Kill that motherfucker!” Before I made my way out the door.

After leaving Matt’s beer on the kitchen counter, I went upstairs for a shower. The warm water made wonders for my sore neck muscles and I could feel the last stressful weeks being washed down the drain along with the water.

After getting changed into a clean set of clothes, I laid down in bed and kept staring at the ceiling. My mind wandered into a series of silent questions about my husband and his current behavior. The doctor warned me about possible temporary personality changes, but I didn’t expect it to be this drastic. As I kept asking myself how long it would take for Matt to get back to his usual self, I felt my eyes getting heavier with each breath.

I felt the darkness even before opening my eyes, turning around in bed until I was facing the ceiling, my once-heavy lids slowly opened to find Matt staring at me.

“Jesus Christ!” I yelped, placing a hand on top of my chest in an attempt to get my frantic heartbeat at ease. “Matt, what the hell?! You scared the crap out of me!”

Matt's smile was predatory and unfamiliar, his eyes roamed through my face until they went down my neck and breasts.

“I was waiting for you to come downstairs to watch the fight with me, but to my surprise, you were here sleeping”.

“I’m sorry, love. I was a bit tired, and I guess I ended up falling asleep”

“Poor, dovey. Are you tired?” Matt leaned forward and laid his lips on mine. “I can help you feel better”. His hand cupped my breast through the tank top, softly snarling before his closing grip made me gasp, “Matt, what are you doing?”

A quick halt of my breath made me realize that the hand that was once on my breast was now around my throat. Squeezing the sides until I felt my lungs burning with the need of air.

“How many times do I have to tell you it’s ‘Matthew’?! Not ‘Matt, not ‘Matty’, but ‘Matthew’!” His chocolate eyes burned with something still unfamiliar to me. That threatening gaze glistened with unrecognizable mischief, lingering in my face until my lips mumbled a soft “I- I’m sorry, Matthew”.

The pressure on my throat slowly begins to subside, the hand that once blocked my airway now slowly descended to my hips, stopping at the hem of my shorts and sinking into it.

My mind wandered through his face, trying to get a glimpse of the husband I once knew. The full beard was replaced by a goatee, the usual loose bun had turned into a slick ponytail, and the eyes that sparkled with love and devotion were now nothing but two pools of lust and raw desire.

“What a good little whore” Matthew whispered into my ear. His hand pushed my head down on the mattress, holding me in place while his opposite hand pressed down on my lower back.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment”, Matthew’s teeth scraped against my shoulder, sucking a small purple circle on the tensed muscle. “Of how many times I stroked my cock thinking about coming inside you”.

The sharp pain in my neck made me whisper “Matthew”.

Hands closed around my neck, pulling me up to a knelt position. My back rested against his chest, and his sweat dripped on my lower back making me call for his name once again.

“Oh that’s it, keep saying my name, dovey. Say the name of the man who is fucking you so good” Matthew’s lips rested against my temple, pushing the sweaty hairs away from my face with his lips and chin.

“I’ve never wanted anybody as much as I want you, little dove. When I saw how poorly Matt treated this sweet pussy, how little attention he gave to it, how he never tasted it, how he never teased it nor overstimulated it until it could only grow wetter and wetter, I thought ‘he doesn’t deserve it! He doesn’t deserve such a tight, warm, little pussy’ but I do!” Matthew sank deeper, aiming his cock to reach spots I’d never known existed until now.

My legs tremble with pleasure, and a string of incomprehensive words leaves my lips the more he plays with my clit.

“Look at this cute little nub” The burn of Matthew’s slap on my clit made me moan loudly, the sting soon being appeased by the rhythmic circles “How could someone not want to play with it? Only a fucking pussy like Matt could leave this cunt unfilled”. Matthew’s hand tugged on my scalp, aiming my head to face the mirror. He leaned forward, gluing his lips to my ear to state a string of words that both excited and frightened me “Take a good look at your new husband, dovey. Because I’m not going anywhere!”.

[besthimbomachine]

Tag list post!!!

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[drizzedoffrootbeer]

I was tagged by @anairbri I love tag games - thank you ❤

Rules: You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people. No skipping!

Hum Hallelujah by Fall Out Boy

Playing God by Paramore

Hard Feelings/Loveless by Lorde

Kill The Director by The Wombats

You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison by MCR

Your Bones by Of Monsters and Men

Primadonna by MARINA

Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap

How'd You Like That by The Kooks

Agnes by Glass Animals

tagging: @golden-lovers, @strongenoughtostand, @lghockey, @tahiri-veyla, @bambihausen, @mrsmatt, @probabbly, @daphne-minor, @kennyomegrrrr, @rollingwiththedead

[suplexjones]

rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better. i was tagged by @drunktuesdays and @anairbri

last song: i haven't been able to listen to any music today on account of my migraine, but the last thing i listened to yesterday was "tokyo summer" by the mounties.

last show: the last show i finished? that would be the sandman. before that was probably season three of spn. i haven't been keeping up on tv shows since last year. and i've always been bad at motivating myself to keep watching them tbh

currently watching: i tried out seven minutes of ouran highschool host club today. if that counts. i'm looking to get back into watching shows soon, if anybody has any recommendations

currently reading: i read half of the young bucks book back in december, but other than that i've been stuck on ao3.

current obsession: i've been infected with wrestling brainworms, unfortunately. so if i'm not watching the new stuff i'm catching up on old matches or writing mediocre fanfic.

i'm tagging: @1980s-jean-ralphio, @lavosse, @golden-lovers, @sarahcakes613, @ashmattpagenick1349, @tahiri-veyla, @mrsmatt, @mistress-omega-majesty, @blacktofade

[angelkitty32001]

AEW asks 22

Tumblr ate the notification for this, so sorry for the late response!

22. Fave Women's tag team

It's the Renegades. I have a very soft spot for them, even though I see them so rarely.

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Chuck Taylor, I'm not sure why.

Maybe because I LOVE him with my whole heart ❤️ 🤣🤣

I would not say no to our sweet little Kentucky Gentleman 🥹

I take this as a compliment so thank you hun!

Who do you ship me with?

[himbos-hotline]

Writer question 14

14. (For authors) Post a line of dialogue from one of your WIPs without context.

“Okay. Can you call her? You…”

“I know what betrayal feels like?”

ask game // list of AUs // list of WIPs // Requesting rules // Ask box

[magicalbuttertarts]

Can you please write an Damian Priest X Fem Reader Story (Fluff Light Smut) where Reader and him are dating, and she's also an Wrestler in WWE and after the SummerSlam betrayal she's devastated and tries to calm him and takes care of him that night and brings him to better mind

WWE Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: smut below the cut. Unprotected sex. Oral (f receiving) creampie

Requested by Anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 572

©️ magicalbuttertarts 2024: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

I watched from backstage as Finn betrayed Damian. My hand covering my mouth to keep my gasps at bay as I want to expecting to see that ever happen.

I know Damian will be thinking about this betrayal for a very long time.

I had to find someway to get him to calm down about it, but I know I also have to give him time to think about what happened.

I just have to figure out when the best time to step it would be, as I was trying to figure out when would be the perfect time, Damian came rushing past me, everyone moving out his way, but not me.

No, no. I followed right behind him, ready to be there for him.

◆

Damian was quiet as he got changed. Not talking to anyone until we got back to our hotel room.

I knew he was hungry. I could hear his stomach rumbling.

"Baby?" I softly said.

No response. I sighed and tried again, and all I got was "mmm?"

"I can hear your stomach. You hungry?" He shook his head no, and I just placed the menu down upon the table.

I sat upon his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, forcing him to look me in the eyes.

I could see the sadness and it broke my heart.

"You have to eat and think of other things."

"You don't understand." Damian tried to say.

"But I do, and there is no point on festering on it." I tried to tell him.

"Finn betrayed me!" He finally said it.

"Yes, and we can not give him the satisfaction of him being the center of your universe. Now, we must get your mind off of this."

I stood up wondering what I could do to help my poor man. He crossed his arms, spreading his thick thighs even more, muttering that nothing will make him forget.

"I know just the thing my love." I said to him quietly as I placed my finger against his mouth, getting him to stop muttering.

◆

He was propped up against the headboard, with the help of all the hotel pillows we could find. His hands were gripping my hips as I bounced atop of him.

His eyes were glazed over, his mouth was open as little puffs of hair randomly left his mouth.

His mind was completely filled what was happening right now, and no longer on that traitor.

"Want me to go faster?" I asked him in a soothing voice, but he shook his head no.

"Want me to go slower?" I started change my pace, going as slow as I could, but he shook his no once more, and I went back to bouncing in his lap.

I could feel his cock twitching inside of me.

He was close already.

"You can cum baby." I told him as I brought his hands to my chest, for him to squeeze my tits.

That was all he needed as he came with me still bouncing on his cock.

"You didn't." I kissed him to cut him off, savouring the feeling of him finishing inside of me.

"This isn't about me. It is all about you."

◆

The next morning, I woke up to Damian between my thighs.

"You know I don't leave you unsatisfied." Damian grunted at me as he quickly brought me to orgasm on his tongue, fingers and then his cock.

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[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

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