#these two's dynamic is just *chef's kiss*
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eoooof this is hot !! i swear i love everything you come out with đđ
âpredator/prey: the thrill of the hunt and the chase was like no other. whether rafe was chasing bambi in tanneyhill or outside at night time, the promise of getting to do whatever he wanted to her if he captured her was all the encouragement he needed. sheâd be hiding, goosebumps spreading across her skin once she couldnât see rafe anymore. little did she know, he was already creeping up from behind her, a rough hand clamping over her mouth before she could scream. rafe is grunting threats in her ear while she thrashes against him, telling her that sheâs powerless and fighting against him is useless. of course, once he has her held down, sheâs completely at his mercy.â
Iâve said this before but i love predator x prey because it has such an underlying hint of trust and playfulness that i just LOVE sm, predator x prey fics are my weakness and i love them SM
âtit fucking: having both your tits and your face in his line of vision is a surely a sight to behold. heâs delirious as you gaze up at him, the tip of his cock emerging from between your tits before meeting your tongue. despite you moving yourself up and down, rafe is thrusting from beneath you, the slick sound of his precum making both of you moan. âah, fuck!â his hips are stuttering everytime you manage to wrap your lips around the tip, his cock twitching with need as you stroke him with ease. he loves seeing the way your lashes flutter up at him when he finishes across your chest, watching with lust-filled eyes as you swipe some of his seed with a manicured finger before popping the digit into your mouth with a smile.â
Imagining fucking Rafes dick with my tits while i watch his reaction is just unbelievably hot. then watching his expression while he stares down at you while heâs cumming, EUGHH i need himm
âhate sex: you two mastered this before everything else. fucking when you were enemies and nothing more was like a fever dream, both of you fighting to use each other for no other reason besides getting off. youâd push rafe down, bouncing on his cock to keep him from having his way with you, only for him to have your face pressed into the pillows moments later. you two didnât care if the other felt good or not, it was purely just your way of taking out all of the pent up anger and frustration you two had for eachother. youâd curse at him before he crashed his lips into yours, telling you to âshut the fuck up for once and just use your mouth for what itâs supposed to be.â as he forced you down onto your knees.â
i SWEAR i love bitchy!kook!reader and Rafes dynamic so much, theyâre both hot and its just, eueeshe
âspanking: rafe blamed your mini skirts for his hyper fixation with your ass. heâd be groping you every chance he could get, the spanking factor coming in when you pretended to drop something one day, your boyfriend wasting no time in draping you over his lap and giving you the attention you were so clearly asking for. he spanked you so hard, you couldnât help but cry out every time his hot palm met your flesh. âyou asked me for this, donât forget that..â he said through gritted teeth, smirking to himself as you continued to let him spank you with an unforgiving force. rafe was always so gentle with you, you loved when he switched things up and disregarded your pain sometimes..â
I swear spanking is such a big kink of mine, itâs so hot ESPECIALLY when theyâre typically more on the softer side. like just imagining myself laying on my tummy across their lap while they alternate between spanking my ass red and soothing it is just- chefs kiss đ
âmarathon sex: with pogue!sweetheart!readerâs camper being far away from everyone on the island, it was like you and rafe were dead to the world as you moaned and screamed as loud as you wanted. completely losing the concept of time, you and rafe went at it until someone tapped out, neither of you tiring easily when you were too busy getting thrown over the edge time and time again. one night in particular, you and rafe were doing what you usually did before bed, your legs wrapped around his waist as he thrusted into you and you just couldnât get enough. both of you kept going without any intentions of stopping. it wasnât until rafe finally called it that you two noticed the blue morning sky peeking through your curtains that you realized you had just fucked for hourssssâ
i never really thought of marathon sex before but just imagining Rafe and pogue!sweetheart!reader fucking in pogue!sweetheart!readers trailer, plus add a lil bit of vanilla + humour, soft hint strawberry scent filling the air and just kind of lovey vibes is just.. i donât know i need it đ€đ€
we need to kiss all of these are hot and literally perfection
âđâËâč⥠RAFE + THE !READERâS AND THEIR KINKS
warnings: dark content ahead! please do not read if you donât feel comfortable with any of the kinks listed!
a/n: some of these might not be considered âkinksâ but instead things that both rafe and !reader may particularly enjoy. special thank you to @nemesyaaa for giving me this idea and always listening to my rambles <3333 consider this my christmas gift to you à«źê° Ë¶âą àŒ âąË¶ê±á âĄ
wc: 5.0k
â.á bambi!reader
cnc: these two have a meeting and go over all of their fantasies. while bambiâs suggestions are more tame, rafe is going all out, suggesting that he kidnaps her, holds her at gun/knife point, along with making another safe word just for the sole purpose of dismissing it. heâs covering bambiâs mouth while sheâs screaming for him to get off of her, fucking her with so much force that her body scoots up on whatever surface rafe has her on. sheâs pushing away, or trying to at least, and rafe is just so much stronger than her that he doesnât budge. âlook at you, so pathetic and weak..â rafe would laugh at her, making her cry as she helplessly took his cock.
rope play: no one can convince me that rafe wasnât a boy scout when he was little. heâs very knowledgeable of different knots and ties and made it a point to start experimenting with you, tying you up in grotesque positions purely for his enjoyment. even tying your arms behind your back in intricate weaves was enough to get him going. heâd take full advantage of you in your restraints, fucking you past overstimulation, the mixture of pleasure and pain making you cry out in both agony and bliss. your fingers would gradually grow numb, along with the rest of your body until rafe untied you, indents from the rope adorning your flesh.
outdoor sex: an innocent little picnic can quickly turn into rafe pushing your head into the grass while he fists your panties, dragging them down your thighs before bunching your dress up and slamming into you without warning. he canât quite pin point when this became a âthingâ between you two, but fuck he knew you loved it. maybe it was because of the scenery or being far away from anyone being able to see or hear you two, but sex out in the middle of nowhere was thrilling for you both. bambi already spent a lot of her time outside, so whenever rafe would join her and do what he does best; making her cum around his cock, it was like her two favorite worlds collided.
asphyxiation: this was first done on accident when rafe was fucking your throat and smothering your face at the same time. seeing the way you gasped for air after he pulled you off of his cock was nothing short of gratifying. but seeing the way you were eager to do it again was even better. from that point forward he would do anything and everything to cut off your intake of air. covering your nose when you sucked him off, choking you during sex until you were on the verge of blacking out, pinning you down by your neck so your windpipe was being crushed. of course he educated both you and himself, and took your little taps of surrender very seriously.
predator/prey: the thrill of the hunt and the chase was like no other. whether rafe was chasing bambi in tanneyhill or outside at night time, the promise of getting to do whatever he wanted to her if he captured her was all the encouragement he needed. sheâd be hiding, goosebumps spreading across her skin once she couldnât see rafe anymore. little did she know, he was already creeping up from behind her, a rough hand clamping over her mouth before she could scream. rafe is grunting threats in her ear while she thrashes against him, telling her that sheâs powerless and fighting against him is useless. of course, once he has her held down, sheâs completely at his mercy.
â.á sheep!reader
slapping: whether rafe is slapping the swells of your tits, the fleshy globes of your ass, or your poor overstimulated clit, he loves seeing your body jolt at his touch. he especially likes slapping you in the face when heâs pounding into you, the small flash of hurt passing over your features shooting straight to his cock. heâs smiling while youâre flinching every time he picks his hand up, his large palm meeting your soft skin with a harsh smack! he knows youâre far too timid and shy to tell him to stop, small whimpers leaving your lips at the stinging sensation. once heâs done with you, your skin is raw and sensitive to the touch, rafe always making sure to soothe you and comfort you afterwards.
corruption: you were just a pretty, clueless virgin when he met you, and still pretty and clueless after he broke you in. rafe still seeâs you as a saint even when heâs fingering you to tears, your tight walls spasming around his digits. he treats every time like itâs your first time all overs again, the idea of getting you addicted to his cock was enough to make him cum. he loved to see the confused, yet desperate plea in your eyes for him to turn you inside out. the fact that heâs the only one who has ever seen you unravel makes his chest fill with pride. to know that heâs the one who turned you into a cock-hungry slut to begin with does wonders for his ego.
dacryphilia: rafe does things to purposely make sheep cry. pinching her clit, fucking her so hard that his tip is nudging her cervix with every thrust, grabbing her cheeks and squeezing them together with a bruising grip, he loves seeing those sparkly eyes watering with tears. if he has you on your knees, he wonât stop fucking your throat until you have tears running down your neck and chest. rafe thinks sheep looks prettiest when sheâs an utter mess, tear-stained cheeks and swollen lips are his favorite look on her. even when sheâs crying and upset about something, he canât help but guide her hand to his aching length, promising her that sheâll feel better once she makes him cum.
orgasm denial: the way that rafe keeps sheep needy and ready to fuck whenever he wants is by denying her orgasms. waiting until her eyes are rolling to the back of her head before pulling away and making her clench around nothing. ânononono, please, rafe! i need it!â sheâs clinging onto him, trying to keep him near as much as she could before heâs swatting her hands away. âgotta keep you on your toes, âdoll.â heâs rough when he holds her down, stroking himself until heâs painting her tummy with his seed. sexually frustrated and sad that he didnât fill her up instead, sheâs bending to his every will later on when he wants to go for round two.
overstimulation: if sheep isnât getting denied an orgasm, sheâs getting a load of them until sheâs physically trying to run away from rafe. while heâs doing everything he can to keep her cumming, sheâs convulsing, shaking and trembling, writhing in pain as rafe works her poor, sensitive bud. using his fingers, tongue and cock, he tells sheep to keep count and if she messes up then he has to start from zero again. sheep is brainless after the first three, her train of thought being completely gone as rafe fights with her to keep her thighs open. âno more, no more, no more..â sheâs repeating it like a mantra, rafe ignoring her pleas for him to stop.
â.á latina!kook!reader
praise: rafe is having a hard time believing that his favorite latina is even letting him touch her, so heâs doing everything he can to remember this moment. heâs telling you how good your perfume smells, marveling at how soft your skin feels under his touch, admiring and staring at your body in awe as if to remember every curve and detail. youâre looking in his eyes while he raves about never seeing someone as beautiful as you. âyouâre so fucking gorgeous, holy shit.â rafe is in disbelief when he finally gets you out of your clothes, his eyes instinctively blinking as he didnât know what to take in first.. your angelic face, show-stopping tits, or glistening pussy.
language: hearing you speak in your mother tongue is going to do it for rafe every single time. whether youâre cursing at him or grabbing him through his pants, whispering; âlo quiero, papiâ i want it, daddy..â his cock springs up at the sound of your voice. youâve taught him enough spanish for him to reply to certain things, your favorite phrase of his being, âmĂrame, muñecaâ look at me, doll.â when youâre shying away from the intensity of his gaze. rafe loved hearing all the words falling from your lips, especially when a particular thrust of his hips made your voice crack at the end of your sentences. âkeep talking to me, hermosaâ beautiful, i need to hear you.â
mirror sex: you didnât have not one bad side. in rafeâs eyes you were absolutely flawless. after the first time you two had sex, he knew immediately that he needed to see you at every angle. getting a mirror installed on the ceiling right above his bed was the first step, then it was a mirrored headboard.. and then two full length mirrors that sat in the opposite corners of his room. the man was obsessed with watching you. if he had you in doggy, he could still get a full view of your face twisting in pleasure along with the bounce of your tits. on days where you wanted to ride him, heâd watch in awe as the globes of your ass met his thighs with a ripple effect adorning the fleshy skin.
body worship: similar to praise, rafe is whispering sweet nothings against your skin, his hands working to massage your calves as he presses kisses to your thighs. heâs holding onto you, eyes closed as he takes in your scent. âyouâre so perfect.â rafe sounds like a broken record as he kisses your knuckles, and up your arm to the curve of your shoulder until he finally gets to your lips. his hands are roaming your body even as heâs inside of you, his soft touch a stark contrast to his hard thrusts. not a single inch of your body goes untouched by this man. he pays attention to every single thing, from the crown of your head down to the tips of your toes, he makes sure you feel like a goddess at all times.
tit fucking: having both your tits and your face in his line of vision is a surely a sight to behold. heâs delirious as you gaze up at him, the tip of his cock emerging from between your tits before meeting your tongue. despite you moving yourself up and down, rafe is thrusting from beneath you, the slick sound of his precum making both of you moan. âah, fuck!â his hips are stuttering everytime you manage to wrap your lips around the tip, his cock twitching with need as you stroke him with ease. he loves seeing the way your lashes flutter up at him when he finishes across your chest, watching with lust-filled eyes as you swipe some of his seed with a manicured finger before popping the digit into your mouth with a smile.
â.á bitchy!kook!reader
choking: while rafe loves to choke you in order for you to keep your sassy remarks to yourself, he nearly loses it when you take charge and wrap your hand around the column of his throat instead. he loves the push and pull of your shared dynamic. when he has you pinned down by your neck, itâs useless to deem it a punishment since you always end up liking the pain more than the pleasure. rafe canât help but curse to himself at the sight of the smirk adorning your lips when heâs cutting off your airway. âno way youâre loving this shit right now..â both of your voices are hoarse once youâre done with each other, the sound making you two look at each other smugly.
hate sex: you two mastered this before everything else. fucking when you were enemies and nothing more was like a fever dream, both of you fighting to use each other for no other reason besides getting off. youâd push rafe down, bouncing on his cock to keep him from having his way with you, only for him to have your face pressed into the pillows moments later. you two didnât care if the other felt good or not, it was purely just your way of taking out all of the pent up anger and frustration you two had for eachother. youâd curse at him before he crashed his lips into yours, telling you to âshut the fuck up for once and just use your mouth for what itâs supposed to be.â as he forced you down onto your knees.
impact play: if you and rafe werenât hitting and shoving each other into his room when you wanted to jump each otherâs bones then you werenât doing it right. slamming you against the wall while he was inside of you, slapping him across the face when he did something a little too hard, it was all apart of your little dance together and you two fucking lived for it. rafe loved that he didnât have to be so soft and gentle with you, and even more so when he found someone who finally didnât treat him like he was made of glass and used the same force against him. the roughness and complete disregard for one anotherâs feelings in those very moments was addicting to say the least.
degradation: this was bitchy!kook!readerâs specialty. telling rafe how stupid and pathetic he is for spamming her phone with desperate texts, telling him heâs worthless and that the only thing heâs good for is being her boy toy. sheâs bringing up the times when rafe was begging her to let him eat her out, calling him names and laughing in his face when he looks the slightest bit embarrassed. rafe isnât letting up on you either, heâs cussing in your ear, calling you a bitch and a âspoiled fuckinâ bratâ as he folds you in half. both of you revel in the weight of your insults, the words only making both of you needy to prove the other wrong. âjust shut your fucking mouth already..â
possessiveness: despite âhatingâ each other, thereâs nothing neither of you hated more than seeing each other in close proximity with someone else. rafe hated your friends, all of them always trying to introduce someone to you in hopes that they could get you to leave rafe alone once and for all. of course, later on that night when the party is over and the place is cleared, heâs pounding into you like he has something to prove. âyouâre fuckinâ stupid if you thought i was gonna let you leave with that asshole.â he has you in a head lock, his toned stomach smacking the back of your ass as he choked you out with his bicep. âno one else could ever make you feel like this.â
â.á bitchy!pogue!reader
recording: sheâs rafeâs personal pornstar without a doubt. bitchy!pogue!reader knows she looks amazing every second of the day, even when her mouth is full of cock, so when she seeâs rafe pull out his camera, sheâs really giving him a show. âyou fuckinâ slut, i could make millions off of you..â rafe would say after she made him cum on her face and tits. rafe loved to keep documentation of bitchy!pogue!reader almost begging to tears for rafe to fuck her already, the footage coming in handy when she decides to wake up with an attitude and tells him that heâs lucky that you even let him fuck, let alone talk to you. he has the camera in your face the same night, grunting out âaww whatâs wrong? âstill think youâre too good for this cock now?â
rough sex: these two turn ârough sexâ into an umbrella term with all of the depraved shit that they do. smacking your skin until youâre bruised, scratching rafe until you draw blood, thrusting into you so hard that you let out a shriek with every stroke of his hips, and this isnât including all of the choking, biting, and hair pulling that both of you do while youâre at it. rafe is ruthless in the bedroom, often leaving you bedridden by the time heâs done plowing into your poor, sensitive cunt. this was what regular sex was like between you two, and you wouldnât have it any other way. it drove rafe crazy to know that you were so willing and just as sick and twisted as him to take his shit.
humiliation: this was a two way street for both you and rafe. he would say that he could never be seen with a stripper on his arm since he was sure the entire island had already been with you before, and you would say that you wouldnât want to be seen with a pathetic loser with daddy issues and a drug problem to cope, anyways. both of you knew that the shit talking that you were doing was only foreplay for the activities you were going to do later. sure enough, heâs taking you in the country club bathroom, all of the grand parents there staring at your provocative outfit in disbelief. âplease donât make me moan loud..â youâd whimper, rafe wrapping a fist in your hair. ânah, youâre gonna let this whole club know that youâre nothing but an easy hooker.â
face fucking: once rafe got started on this, it was never-ending. heâd have you on your knees wherever you two were at, forcing you to keep your hands behind your back as he used your throat like a cock sleeve. heâs pulling at the roots of your hair with a strangled groan, the sound of his length sliding in and out from between your lips making his eyes roll to the back of his head. itâs messy and sticky, your cheeks full of tears as spit and precum dribble down your chin, your jaw aching for a break. âfuck, just look at you.. âbet you donât have shit to bitch about now, do you?â still managing to roll your eyes at him, rafe chuckles to himself before picking up his pace.
dumbification: your walls are fluttering around rafeâs cock when he tells you things like; âyouâre a dumb, stupid, slut who doesnât know how to do anything except take dick.â and calling you a brainless bimbo with nothing but tits for brains. youâre nodding along to his words, not caring about how much heâs dumbing you down. in this very moment, with his hips slamming into yours, you were brainless.. not a single thought behind your fucked out gaze. âjust prancing around in your heels like a clueless fuckinâ bunny, not knowing shit..â heâs delivering each word with a punctuated thrust, your back arching into his chest when you feel the rough pads of his fingers on your sensitive clit.
â.á kook!sweetheart!reader
sexting: boyyyy you two can sext for hours at a time. once the clock hits ten and your phone dings with a âyou up, beautiful?â from none other than rafe himself, youâre faking a yawn and telling your parents youâre gonna cut the movie short tonight because youâre so sleepy. as soon as youâre laid in your bed, your room door locked until further notice, youâre sending rafe all the pretty nudes you took for him since the last time you two sexted. rafe is fisting his cock as your pictures come in one by one, his bottom lip pulled haphazardly between his teeth to keep himself from moaning out loud. in return, rafe is also sending you pictures of himself. shirtless gym pics, his bulges when he wakes up thinking about you, and your personal favorite; his bare cock and the aftermath of stroking himself to your sexy photos.
lingerie: this was only fitting considering you were a whole designer with your own lingerie brand. rafe hadnât really developed his kink for fucking you in your lingerie until you started surprising him, the lace and sometimes satin material looking just gorgeous against your skin. besides the obvious fact that you looked stunning in your sets, he thinks the reason why he appreciated it a lot more is because he knows you thought about him when choosing which one to wear. âdo you like it?â was possibly the most dumbest question you couldâve ever asked him. of course, you got your answer when he pulled you on top of him, moving your panties over to the side before slamming you down onto his length.
cum play: rafe died and came back to life when he watched you smear his cum over your lips the first time you took his length into your mouth. and then he died again on a separate occasion when he came on your tits, your pretty manicured fingers swirling his seed over your sensitive buds. now every time he finished, if it wasnât inside of you, he watched with a bated breath as you tasted him before pulling him down into a kiss. your tongues clashed, both of you moaning as you made out with his cum in your mouths. you shared spit, making a mess out of each other until you were begging him to cum again. âplease, i want more, rafe..â
pussy eating: he needs it. he needs to have kook!sweetheart!readerâs thighs locked down to his shoulders while he works his skillful tongue on her pussy. sheâs whimpering above him, wrapping her hands around his large fingers as he gently circles her clit. rafe is easily eating her out for an hour before another hour passes and sheâs a mess. having orgasmed at least ten times, rafe is very controlled and knows how to bring her up before pushing her over the edge and letting her fall ever so graciously into another orgasm one after the other. the lower half of his face is soaked, and when he looks up at you from between your thighs, the sight of him is burned into your mind forever.
cockwarming: one of rafeâs favorites. whenever you and rafe are in the bliss of aftercare, he stays nestled inside of you, both of you kissing each other lazily while he rubbed soothing circles into your skin. âthink you could keep still?â you teased, rafe laughing softly as you clenched around him, almost as if to provoke him to move. not even ten minutes later, youâre slowly circling your hips, desperate for any kind of friction while rafe holds you in place. âi knew you were gonna put out.â rafe groaned, moving gently as he rolled over on top of you. ignoring him, you dug your heels into his lower back, prompting him to keep going. âyeah, yeah, just fuck meâ oh!â
â.á farmerâs!daughter!reader
size kink: cowboy!rafe is hugeee, and (un)fortunately for you, also hung like a fucking horse. his entire body envelopes yours when heâs on top of you, only half of his cock fitting inside of you before heâs forcing you to take the whole thing. feeling like his length and the sheer girth of him is splitting you open, youâre looking down at where you two are connected, your eyes wide as you see what looks like a belly bulge coming up from under your flesh. âohmygodohmygodohmygod!â youâre delirious as the big, strong man above you drills into you at an unforgiving speed. his hand is large enough to wrap around the entirety of your neck, your chest caving in once you felt the band in your tummy snap.
dirty talk: rafe knew exactly what to say in order to get your cheeks heating. âyou donât think i know wet you are right now? i bet i could slip right in yaâ..â youâre gasping at the lewdness of his words, hiding your face from his view as he stroked the exposed flesh of your waist. âray!â you laughed nervously, both of you hiding in his little house that was in the back of your own. âyou know iâm right.. thatâs why youâre getting all shy on me right now.â he scoots closer, his lips trailing along your collarbone. âlet me take this shirt off, âget these tits in my mouth.â being around a horny cowboy wasnât good for your heart. âoh, my word! your mouth is filthy!â
daddy kink: the basis of you and rafeâs relationship was that you were together secretly, your father forbidding rafe from dating you, let alone looking in your direction. he wasnât fond of your dad for that very reason. every time heâs asking you who your pussy belongs to, heâs forcing you to refer to him as a different name other than his own. âyou, daddy! oh, fuck, i belong to you!â youâre crying out, the name falling from your lips before you could stop it. the fact that he had you, the farmerâs daughter, in his bed, calling him daddy when he knew your actual father hated him, stroked his ego more than your cunt did. âyeah, iâm your daddy? say it again.â you oblige, your eyes screwing shut as the plap of your ass against his thighs echoed in your ears.
mating press: seeing your glossy eyes gaze up at him while he had your knees pressed to your chest was hands down one of his favorite sights. with the back of his hands sitting underneath your hips, your lower half was slightly elevated, your needy cunt guaranteed to take all of his cum. in this position, you swore it felt like he was in your tummy. ânghhhâ canât, rafe!â you shook your head, your eyes brimming with tears as he leaned down, taking your lips in a bruising kiss. âshhh, of course you can, sweetheart, youâre doing so good for me right now.â the wet squelch of your cunt made rafe keen, his lips wet with your spit. âgonna fill you up to the fuckinâ brim..â
breeding kink: you dreamed about having cowboy!rafeâs babies, both of you always talking about having little ones running around the farm. rafe saw it vividlyâ your pretty round belly, swollen with his seed, a baby on your hip while you greeted him after a full day of work. itâs all he could envision while heâs pumping in and out of you, your sweet moans sounding against his skin. âiâm gonna make you such a pretty mom, baby, you just fuckinâ wait.â he grunted, throwing your legs over his shoulders as he went even deeper inside your cunt. biting back tears, you let out a half-sob as he continuously hit that sensitive spot along your velvety walls. âyouâd want that, right?â rafe still asks even though his mind is already made up. âduh!â
â.á pogue!sweetheart!reader
spanking: rafe blamed your mini skirts for his hyper fixation with your ass. heâd be groping you every chance he could get, the spanking factor coming in when you pretended to drop something one day, your boyfriend wasting no time in draping you over his lap and giving you the attention you were so clearly asking for. he spanked you so hard, you couldnât help but cry out every time his hot palm met your flesh. âyou asked me for this, donât forget that..â he said through gritted teeth, smirking to himself as you continued to let him spank you with an unforgiving force. rafe was always so gentle with you, you loved when he switched things up and disregarded your pain sometimes..
food play: pogue!sweetheart!reader is basically our little strawberry shortcake. always whipping things up in the kitchen with rafe pressed against her ass was bound to lead to some interesting experiments. first it was strawberries, you and rafe sharing one before he dragged the fruit up the curve of your neck, licking the sweet, succulent juice that had dripped down to you chest. the second time around, before you two decided to incorporate it more regularly, you two were having a lazy day, both of you sharing some whipped cream you had made. you had playfully licked some off of rafeâs finger before he got the crazy idea to lick it from other places, too..
cream pie: rafe was obsessed with watching his cum drip out of you. heâd pull out halfway while you were still clenching around him, forcing you to look down so you could see the glorious sight of his twitching cock filling you up before pulling out altogether. you two would wait with bated breathâs, a moan leaving your lips as you felt the warm ropes of cum slowly drip out of your entrance. rafeâs chest would be rising and falling as he used the tip of his cock to smear his seed up and down your folds, even taking the time to circle your sensitive clit. âoh, fuck, this is amazing..â heâd marvel, gathering the sticky succulence before pushing it back into you.
marathon sex: with pogue!sweetheart!readerâs camper being far away from everyone on the island, it was like you and rafe were dead to the world as you moaned and screamed as loud as you wanted. completely losing the concept of time, you and rafe went at it until someone tapped out, neither of you tiring easily when you were too busy getting thrown over the edge time and time again. one night in particular, you and rafe were doing what you usually did before bed, your legs wrapped around his waist as he thrusted into you and you just couldnât get enough. both of you kept going without any intentions of stopping. it wasnât until rafe finally called it that you two noticed the blue morning sky peeking through your curtains that you realized you had just fucked for hourssss
soft/vanilla sex: rafe loved taking his time with you, especially because he knew you were sentimental about everything. holding your hands while his head was working between your thighs, looking into your eyes the whole time he was pounding into you, the gentle touches against your skin as he hoisted you up further onto your bed, it was all his way of handling you with care. heâd peck the tip of your nose when you were cumming, his fingers bringing you down from your high as he held you against his chest. whispering praises in your ear, rafe wouldnât start aftercare until you were gazing up at him lovingly, and that was even sweeter.
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What's the wildest thing Beck and Perri have ever done together that they absolutely regretted in the moment but now look back on and laugh?
I have been thinking about their friendship so much in the past few days, so I am dying for Beck/Perri besties content. Honestly, any fun facts about them will do. I need it.
Also, Beck/Perri poly being dead last in the poll is a C R I M E. They have the best dynamic and I can't wait to slot myself into it like the missing piece they never knew they needed.
Oh I totally agree. I love their polyship soooo much; and their friendship. I'm so excited to dig into their friendship and tear it open with my bare hands. Slotting MC into it will be truly a delight. Beck's skittishness and fear of commitment combined with Perri's tendency towards being clingy and their being a hopeless romantic are just...
*chef's kiss*
Throwing MC into the middle of that is going to be so much fun.
As for your first question, my answer got a little long so you can find it beneath the cut <3
When they were younger--around 19--Perri became obsessed with the creature they believe lives in the lake. Beck got it in his head that the two of them could go out and find the thing.
The problem? It was the middle of winter. But, never fear! Just because it's winter doesn't mean you can't access the lake. Easthaven has a huge fishing culture, and ice fishing is big. So, no problem--they'd sneak into an icehouse, chop the hole open a little farther, and try to get some pictures or something.
Breaking and entering wasn't hard at all. They just picked the biggest one owned by somebody they were convinced wouldn't kick their ass if they got caught. Beck brought a hatchet, Perri brought a camera wrapped in plastic set on a timer and tied together with a rope.
What could go wrong?
It turns out that safely cracking the ice with a hatchet isn't as easy as Beck thought. He went at it a little too hard. The fishing hole opened more, for sure. Wide enough for him to fall in.
Perri lost their camera. Beck did an impromptu polar plunge. They're lucky that Beck didn't drown; even luckier that the ice stopped cracking before the entire icehouse fell in. Luckiest of all, some of the fisherfolk had started arriving, and they were able to help get Beck back on the ice and rushed to the hospital before hypothermia set in.
Scary as hell in the moment. Beck has almost died plenty of times, but that ice-shock of cold still sticks with them. Perri was a wreck.
Now, though? They can't see the lake, covered in fishhouses, without bursting into laughter.
#asks#perri#beck#b&p poly#there's also the time they found and climbed perri's tower#but that'll be discussed in game ;)
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Ryuga, walking away from a disaster: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-Â
Kenta, hurrying after him: Twelve, actually.Â
Ryuga: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that?Â
Kenta: Yours!Â
Ryuga: That's right: no one's.
#mfb#mfb incorrect quotes#ryuga beyblade#kenta yumiya#these two's dynamic is just *chef's kiss*#beyblade kenta#they are like one of three things out of fury i adore unconditionally#they are pure chaos#beyblade metal saga#metal fury beyblade
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Siblings actually feeling like siblings is my absolute favourite thing in shows:
siblings sharing one braincell:
The same crooked smile:
And in the first 10 minutes or so you already know the dynamic between these two, Joel knows Tommy will tease him endlessly about the t-shirt being inside out, being an older sibling, when making a mistake I look at my younger siblings first because I just know they are gonna be insufferable about it. But Tommy respects the hell out of Joel, he immidiately puts out the cigarette when told so, this is responsible older brother Joel, who will bail him out of jail...
He's also the person he looks to, to make the decisions que 'What are we doin', Joel':
also the fact that they got two guys with patchy beards is dedication to me, they wanted these two to be genetically brothers:
These two walking in sync never fails to get me, they are walking the exact same way:
Also haven't seen each other in quite a while and doesn't miss the chance to tease little brother:
all I have to say is Gabriel and Pedro were dedicated to show us they were brothers and I love them for that.
#anyone who knew my old blog knows I posted about this before#but I just love to look at these#i am obsessed with it#siblings having a dynamic that you can recognize is just so *chefs kisses*#I have seen shows where that is not the case#anyways I love these two#joel miller#tommy miller#gabriel luna#pedro pascal#joel and tommy#tlou#the last of us
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art time-lapse of this piece that i posted in IG b4 to try out doing reels. i really like how this turned out overall plus "yasashii suisei" (link for eng tl) really fit the vibes so im queueing this here too
#khr#khre#khr oc#oniyanagi#hibari kyoya#ninomiya kanako#oc#hibakana#einart#tags yapping abt hibakana ahead đ«Ą#the quote that inspired this one still lives rent-free in my brain#âmy alone feels so good i'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitudeâ#both of them are the type of people who likes to move on their own and dislikes being restricted#and they thrive that way without needing to look out for things like social cues/other's perceptions/the will of a âmajorityâ#there's this certain type of independence that i rlly admire for each of these two characters#if they don't feel comfortable with a person#or if the person's company does not spark any joy#as much as their peace and quiet does#then why would they even hang out and spend/invest time with them amirite? theyre not abt that fake life#nowadays its very common for me to hear abt boomers asking ppl when they're gonna get an s/o or marriage#or just others forcing ppl to conform with the social norms and what's considered as ânormalâ#so these two rlly bring me a lot of comfort#on their own; if i were to depict them on separate stories#khre aside and just considering khr; idt id ship hibari with anyone; he would be my a-spec king icon idol and legend who does wtv he wantsđ«¶#kana too mdbxndbddjbd her previous version b4 this had another oc/canon ship but i don't rlly fck with that anymore (still funny tho)#(i realized that that previous ship rlly held her back character-wise---)#(but their (potential/established) platonic relationships with other characters are so *chef kiss* tho--working hard on brainstorming that)#on the other hand i started shipping hibakana for the comedy of their dynamic lmao (it should be around b4 sou & i reached kokuyo arc)#âwouldn't it be funny if---â#its just a joke there's supposed to be an â/hjâ somewhere there i didn't know they would suit e/o's characters & personality this much wtf
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i think i had the idea that quinn didnât go to college and theyâre both playing in nj! jack and luke however chose to go to college first and meet nico when theyâre both coming to town to support quinn. jackâs immediately infatuated, luke clocks it and proceeds to make fun of him the entire ride back to umich.
iâm just so fascinated by a best friends dynamic between quinn and nico and jack being incredibly offended that his older brother doesnât have the hots for nico BUT also telling quinn that he better not try ANYTHING now that heâs called dibs
need to let that idea marinate more BUT i love ur little tidbit about jack immediately planning their entire future while nicoâs still in the âoh no! heâs my best friends brother!â phase
QUINN TO THE DEVILS LET'S GO
I love it! supportive little brothers showing up in Hughes 43 merch and Nico answers the door and is all hi! :D you must be Huggy's brothers! :D and Jack is immediately doing mental math for how quickly can he get a Hischier 13 jersey from the store. Luke is just very normal and shakes Nico's hand and respectfully indulges in a house tour.
also I had to look up how long a car ride is from Michigan to Newark. it's more than 8 hours?? jack is getting ripped lmao he's making plans to jump into Lake Eerie by the time Luke brings up the way Jack tripped over the shoe rack on the way in for the fifth time.
for your consideration under the cut, Jack suffering between indignation at Quinn but also getting territorial at the same time. pick a struggle, Jack.
#I love the potential of best friend dynamic b/w quinn and nico#tbt to the interview where quinn just says 'nicos hot right now'#the content we'd get from the two of them if they were on the same team - chefs kiss#enjoying this v much!#asks#anon
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Working on a âitâs getting better but better doesnât always feel betterâ fic for Two Birds, which basically is the âtwo steps forward, one step backâ kind of idea and I just⊠like love platonic relationships??? Especially when thereâs a third party romance involved??? And they just accept it?
Obviously in Two Birds, Baghs and Cellbit are codependent on each other post-Purgatory. You see this a lot in Dying on the Inside specifically. Phil mentions that they are hardly ever without the other. Platonic cuddling my beloved, you know? I love the âliteral sleeping togetherâ tag.
Because I decided to forgo the Doied plot line (mainly because I know nothing about it and it makes no sense in context), we have Roier and heâs just like âYeah, my husbandâs soulmate. She lives with us and sleeps in our bed most nights. Sheâs pretty chill.â
I kinda just love that for them. I love the just⊠found family of it. Cellbit and Roier are married. They are in love. They kiss sometimes. They hold hands when they feel like it. Guapoduo is everything. But thereâs something so refreshing of just accepting that the trauma made them codependent and being fine with it? I love them. I love this AU.
#ursulaâs two birds#maybe itâs just healing that part of me that got hurt by my parents saying âyou canât just be friendsâ#newsflash; they are#qsmp baghera#qsmp cellbit#qsmp roier#guapoduo#chainsawkillers duo#the part of the fic Iâm working on is Roier stepping in for Cellbit during a mental breakdown and the dynamic is *chefs kiss*#ao3#qsmp au#fan fiction#ao3 fanfic#qsmp#qsmp fanfiction
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@smugliar asked: wound :  my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.
    âRemember that guy you told me about? The who...got his finger taken off by a cigar cutter, âcause he was caught cheating in a game? Against, ugh, whatsit, a mafia guy? Were you...cheating in that one, too?â
    He was looking for a distraction. Perhaps too on the nose, blearily watching Ace wrap gauze around his stub of a finger. He had been disarming a bear trap, only to have gotten distracted by a footsteps approaching over broken glass. Ace at least looked a little apologetic for scaring Quentin into losing a finger.
    âYou didnât finish that story. Did you, uhm, did you like, like---urgh, shit, uhm like...â his thoughts were bleeding out with the wound, leaving him rapidly incomprehensible. So much blood in one little digit. âDid you...win?â
#*answered.#smugliar#not long but i liked writing it still c:#love these two sm our dynamic for them is just chefs kiss
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Y'ALL STRANGER THINGS PEOPLE (aka a dump about the prequels i love and aren't getting enough attention)
i never noticed anyone talk about this and it's been online for almost two fucking years.
this. THIS. T H I S. đ
Rebel Robin: Surviving Hawkins is a 6-episode podcast accompanying the prequel book Rebel Robin but reading it isn't necessary (it's in 1st person anyway so I'm sceptical...), actually starring Maya Hawke (and her amazing neurodivergent rambling <3). Every episode is Robin meeting with Mr. Hauser, a literature teacher, for 20 minutes they just talk, discuss personal matters, other characters, mention a few books (I think a reference to Robin reciting something by "Emily" was almost definitely Emily Dickinson and just fucking imagine Robin reciting a poem she wrote for Sue Gilbert and staring at Tammy fucking Thompson, I am losing my mind-), there's so much exploration of the characters and background, you see that Robin, of course, wasn't entirely alone for the entirety of high school and even though she was struggling to make meaningful friendships, you see her trying and her sort of friendship with Hauser is so entertaining, my god, the banter is just fucking great, the writing slaps so hard, all the dialogues are giving my writer brain an intellectual orgasm. You also have a few characters appear, like Nancy or Steve (every second of him appearing in this is a delight even though he's not voiced by Joe Keery, I fucking love Robin getting annoyed at him). There's no supernatural stuff, it's entirely character-focused with a tiny subplot of figuring some things out about each other and I loved it so much, especially the ending.
[spoiler area?] (spoiler? from the beginning, I just knew that hauser wasn't straight. I don't know how, I guess 1. otherwise it would've been pretty awkward... 2. giving Robin a wise older gay friend just like she can/will become for Will? YES???) (spoiler: the dialogue at the end was kinda funny to me, "Why do you look like you're happy but kind of sad?" me: robin, it's okay, you'll figure it out. :))
anyways, wholeheartedly recommended it. and while i'm here, i can also throw darkness on the edge of town at you, the hopper prequel where he's telling el about a case he was working on in new york while he still had his old family. because i have nobody else to throw it at.
it's so well-written, i couldn't put it down, also features rosario delgado and lisa sargeson, two of my absolutely favourite characters probably in the whole franchise except for steve, i so hope they'll get at least mentioned in S5.
(suspicious mind? the first half is pretty boring, not as well-written but there's a shit ton of backstory)
aaaaanyways, that's all, have a nice day, everyone :)
#i got ambitious with the capitals at the beginning#and then just lost all my will#the capitals do what they want#can we please talk more about this????????? i thought they were just trying to milk the prequels#but (except for suspicious mind which is just not written well and I've been trying to get through it for two weeks. i'm on pg. 105...)#the writers put so much skill effort and love into it#so please try it if you don't know what to read or listen to next#:)#that's all folks#stranger things#rebel robin#rebel robin: surviving hawkins#robin buckley#tom hauser (stranger things)#the robin buckley & mr hauser dynamic is so *chef's kiss*#Spotify
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have i found another benmars bitvh in the wild? :D
Indeed you have!!!
Proudly supporting Benmars since I read the books, about one-two years ago.
BENMARS FAN CLUB LETS GO-
#sometimes i feel like it's forced shipping yk?#the author designed these characters this way so that's they only reason i'm shipping them#but tvd omg#it came from the bottom of my heart#i was like these two idiots#love their dynamic#they should just get together already#like bruh the amount of fighting that they do#*chefs kiss*#so yes#tl;dr: i am in love with benmars#tvd#ace reads tvd#ovd#these violent delights#anon ask#thanks for the ask!
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bg3 is NOT the fandom where I expected to be a part of the small crew of a rowboat, and yet here I am writing Raphael/Astarion like there's no tomorrow
#something abt their dynamic is just chefs kiss to me#also i love forcing my two favs to kiss no matter how little they interact#though devilspawn actually interact quite a lot#and their connection through cazador and mephistopheles? deeeelicious#anyway cure has me by the throat these days
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Pac- how you'll meet your future spouse and some details about them.
Note- minors dni as this reading is very suggestive.
(the pictures used do not belong to me. All rights go to the original owner.)
Pile 1. Pile 2.
Pile 3^
Pile 1: "I'm thinking 'bout you (Ooh no, no, no)
I've been thinking 'bout you (You know, know, know)
I've been thinking 'bout you
Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?"
So much water and earth energy omg. You might meet your future spouse in the months of November, July or February. Okay so You might meet your future spouse in a setting that combines both professional and personal growth. Like it will be a setting that combines these two worlds. Office party or something yk. Also I'm really getting that your future spouse will be someone who is really emotionally intuitive and sensitive, could be younger or just youthful in spirit. Despite this young energy they will be very confident, authoritative, and passionate. So yeah you fs might catwalk into your life through a work or financial environment. I also feel that there will be prominent themes of diligence and effort when you meet them. And omggggg your family is gonna LOVE your future spouse. Lol. Your relationship with your future spouse will be very joyful and yk they will feel so fulfilled when they get into a relationship with you. They'll definitely care for you. Very very caring. Alsoooooo this relationship will definitely DEFINITELY align with your ideals and your standards. However, past heartaches or challenges may need to be addressed. Don't let them come between your relationship with your future spouse and listen listennnn it's essential to take time for rest and introspection to heal and prepare for this significant connection because it will be soooooo amazing for you.
Additionally you may encounter this person during a period of personal growth and self-improvement, possibly when you are focused on building your career or finances(get that money bby). They will also be someone who balances practicality with a deep emotional connection. You get me? Like they might seem like someone who is solely focused on practical things but boom suddenly they will surprise you with their emotional maturity. And girllllllll that person is gonna support your aspirations!!!!!!!! Also, they will definitely share your visions. You two will have very similar goals.
Additional- late night drives, play fight, water bodies
Song for you- thinkin about you by Frank Ocean
Pile 2: "They say I'm too young to love you
They say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors, like they forgot to read
I think we're like fire and water
I think we're like the wind and sea
You're burnin' up, I'm coolin' down
You're up, I'm down"
Okay so the cards kept going EVERYWHERE! Anyway, Meeting your future spouse could be a chaotic journey. It will require you to be courageous and putting on the big boy/girl pants. Your connection is so soooo intense and to understand it you'll require great emotional depth. Andddddddd your fs is soooo Charming? Like for what? Lol. Very charming. Very romantic and dudeeeeee the passion in your relationship will be just chef's kiss. Mwah fr. And passionate in many ways(đ if you know what I mean). Literally everything your spouse does reflects soooo sooooo much passion. They could very much be physically strong yk. Great physical strength for sure. and wow such a dynamic presence. They could be a water sign or have their moon in 8th house. They will definitely have a really strong sense of intuition so yeah nobody can deceive them. Your future spouse is a legit human lie director. Haha. And your future spouse has this aura around them. Like this air of mystery and they will be so wise!!!!. Andddddddd Your relationship will be marked by a balance of power and mutual respect. Your future spouse will respect you so muchhhh. Such a gentleman. I'm sooooo sure that BOTH of you possess high charismatic energy. Awwwwww. Your connection will be so nurturing, abundant, and full of hope and inspiration. You'll be their muse đ€
Omg girl? you may encounter your future spouse during a time of inner reflection(start journaling bby) or when faced with a difficult decision.and your future spouse will be the one that'll help you find some clarity about that situation. They'll complete you. awwwwww. A very spiritual connection. Heavy themes of inspiration. You two will inspire eachother so much.
Additional- art, Greek, body paint, suits
Song for you - Brooklyn baby by Lana del rey
Pile 3:"Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I'd never lie
He said, "Be true", I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I, him and I"
Very veryyyy clear and straightforward energy. Some of you might meet your future spouse soon or have already met them (đ). And you guys will be sooo quick to know that they are the one. Some of you will get married quickly too. You guys will be so eager to go on your honeymoon lol. Like chill guys. Won't be able to keep your hands off each other. Meeting your future spouse will be an exciting and stimulating (what could that meanđ)experience. And girl your person will be sharp-witted. Like they will have a comeback for EVERYTHING. So sassy omg. But they will also be curious. Like they would be continuously learning something new and will be soooo soooo ready to know everything about you. Obsessed with you. You guys will try a lot of things together (đ). you guys will celebrate a lottttt. Idk why but so sooo many celebrations are there in your relationship. One of you will have an amazing social life. Bby, you may meet your future spouse through social gatherings or community events(interesting). They will be soooooo smart and intellectual. You will LOVE having a conversation with them. Not at all boring. They will make your life more ..... adventurous. One of you(i think you) worries sooooo much and worries all. The. Time. And this other person in the relationship (i think your spouse) will help you deal with it and overcome it.
Additional- bodyguard au, cupcakes, books, anxiety.
Song for you - him&i by halsey and G-Easy
#tarot#tarot cards#tarot reading#tarotblr#pick a pile#pick a card#free readings#tarotcommunity#intuitive readings#future spouse#fs tarot#future spouse tarot#18+ tarot#18+ readings
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Ethan smut with an Innocent and inexperienced reader? just them gasping and Ethan making sure they're okay, whimpering his name etc
thereâs something about this dynamic thatâs just *chefs kiss*
so innocent â ethan landry + reader ( scream ) : ethan teaching you how to pleasure yourself.
contents : virginity loss. very innocent reader. use of âgood girlâ. spit.
âHow do Iââ You begin, brushing your hands down your skirt.
"It's okay, just follow my lead." Ethan said, also brushing his hands down your skirt. "Just lie back..." Ethan begins, gently pushing your shoulder so that you rested against the headboard of Ethan's bed. "That's it."
You had gone to Ethan after someone said something about touching oneself. And when you stared at them all in confusion they had laughed. You felt embarassed, and your confusion in the situation made you want to rectify that.
When you knocked on Ethan's dorm room, fidgeting nervously, you had quietly asked what touching yourself means.
Ethan had stared at you, surprised but progressively turned on by your earnest look. You had a slight blush tainting your cheeks, when Ethan pulled you further in, shutting the door.
"Are you sure, y/n?" Ethan asks you, letting his gaze drop to your bare legs. You readjusted yourself on his bed, as you stared at him, not knowing where to place your hands.
You nod. "I want to know what it meansâwhat it's supposed to feel like." The innocence swirling in your eyes went straight to Ethan's dick.
He gulped, sitting beside you, as he placed his hand over your legs. "What did they say?"
"They were asking what the most scandelous place they touched themselves was." You bit your lips abesntmindely, nibbling in thought. "I hadn't known what to say."
Ethan moves closer to you, now resting his hand on your thigh. He didn't want you to know exactly how eager he was to teach you. "So, you've never touched yourself in anyway?"
You shake your head. "Is that bad?"
Ethan quickly shakes his head. "No, no." He moves closer, as he brushes your hair behind your ear. You meet his gaze as he darts his eyes across your face. "That's fine. Touching yourself just feels nice, that's why everyone does it."
"Oh." You nod, feeling slightly ashamed that you hadn't yet.
"I can show you." Ethan tries not to sound too eager, wanting you to feel safe and comfortable.
You gulp, but nod. "Is that okay?"
Ethan's eyes slightly glaze over as his hand shifts from your thigh. "Why don't you take off your skirt?"
You do so, shimmeying out of the material. You leant back against the headboard, keeping your thighs pressed together, embarrassed.
Ethan places his hand back on your now bare thigh, making you slightly shiver. "Is this okay?" Ethan gently asks, as he begins to stroke your skin, watching you closely.
You nod. "You have to use your words, y/n, so, that I know you're feeling okay."
"Yes." You say, as Ethan brings his hand closer to the edge of your panties. He traces the outline, continuing to speak. "You can touch yourself whenever you feel...hot down here." Ethan looks back to your face. "How do you feel now?"
Your chest is slightly heaving up and down as your rub your thighs together. "Hot and...weird."
"That's good." Ethan's tone is praising. "That means your turned on."
You nod, following on to Ethan's words. Ethan slowly drags two of his fingers down the middle of your clothed pussy. You jolt, attempting to close your legs tighter at the foriegn feeling. "Its okay." Ethan consoles, as he places both his hands on your thighs. He moves closer, for better access.
"I want to help you." He says, slowly pushing your legs apart. "For me to do that, I need you to spread your legs." Ethan's tone has turned slightly breathy, even more so as you slowly draw your legs further apart. "Good...girl." Ethan praises, gulping.
His comment sends a shiver through your body, resulting in heat at your core. "I feel hot...more than before."
Ethan nods, adjusting himself, so that he can stare at your pussy. He presses his fingers back to your middle, rubbing. You gasp, your back slightly arching. "That feels- oh."
"Good?" Ethan inquires, rubbing up and down your pussy. He could feel your wetness soaking through the material of your panties.
"I'm going to remove your panties now." Ethan states. "Can you lift your hips for me?"
You do, pressing back against Ethan's bed. Ethan drags your panties down and tossing them aside. He looks back to your now bare pussy.
The cold air makes you press your legs together again. Ethan catches your gaze, with a small raise to his brows. You slowly reopen your legs, spreading them wider than before. Ethan's breath hitches at the sight of you watching him, waiting for him to touch you.
Ethan brings his hand back to your core, gently stroking through your wetness. Your body immediantly responds, slightly pushing into him but also away. "You can use your fingers to pleasure yourself, like this..." Ethan begins to circle your clit, adding occasional pressure that makes your body jolt into him. "Oh..." a breathy whimper leaves your lips.
Ethan continues to stroke and rub you. Pleasure is coursing through you, as more little moans leave your lips, but you grow embarrassed at the noise coming out of you that you press your lips together.
"No, no. It's good to make noises, especially if someone else is touching you. It shows them you like what their doing." Ethan's fingertips are now soaked in your arousel, as he watches your expressions.
"I-is that what- that feels like- oh wow." You'd never felt so good before. Why hadn't you done this sooner? Ethan then draws his hand away from your pussy, allowing a needy, pathetic whine leave you.
Ethan grins, grabbing your hand and leading it down to your pussy. "I just want you to learn the movements that feel nice."
He begins to move his fingers along yours, guiding you across your pussy. You pass over your engorged clit, making your back arch. A moan tumbles from your lips, making Ethan's cock react against his pants. He quickens his pace, meaning your own fingers stroke against your pussy a pace faster. "E-ethan."
"Your doing so...so good." Ethan breathes as he palms himself over his pants.
You suddenly feel something about to explode in your lower stomach, making you push Ethan's hand away. But Ethan knows what your feeling, and puts his hand alone back oin your pussy, continuing to rub. "N-no, I-"
"That's normal." Ethan says gently, as he strokes you. "Your about to orgasm."
Your head hit backs against the headboard. Ethan then sticks a finger inside you. You grab his wrist. "What-"
"Its okay, y/n. It will help you reach your orgasm." Ethan begins to slowly thrust his finger in and out of you. You moan, louder this time, your mouth open and panting. "Oh, god, Ethan."
Ethan begins to rub himself over his pants as he fingers you. "I'm gonna add second finger, alright?" In response he pushes his middle finger into you. Your heaving hard, as pleasure stays written all over your face. "That feel good?"
"Uh- uh huh." You quickly nod, making Ethan slightly groan as he palms his throbbing cock.
Then pleasure hits you, like you've never felt it before. Your back arches against Ethan's pillow as shocks spread through your body. You shudder, as Ethan fingers you through your orgasm.
When Ethan pulls away your panting and breathless, your eyes slightly hooded. "I-wow."
You go to say more when you catch Ethan bringing his wet fingers up to his mouth. Your eyes grow wide as you watch him suck you orgasm off. Ethan grins, catching your big eyed gaze. "You taste lovely, y/n."
You gulp, feeling the pressure between your legs return. A confused expression befalls your face as you look back down to your pussy. "Why do I feel...hot again. You just-"
Ethan was smiling, and that's when you noticed his hand rubbing himself over his dick. "One can have many orgasms at once, y/n."
You then carefully point to his cock. "Does that mean your turned on too?"
Ethan's chest is heaving. "You want to learn more? There's other ways to feel good."
You gulp, but eagerly nod. If you can feel pleasure like that again you wouldn't hesitate. A growl leaves Ethan's lips as he quickly places his hands beside your head, as you fall back onto the bed, your head on a pillow.
You gazed up at Ethan, as he grabbed one of your legs, pulling you apart again. He wrapped your legs around his hips as he pushed his bulge down onto you. You slightly jolted up into him, your clit still slightly sensitive. Your mouth opened as Ethan began to slowly grind himself into you. The material of his pants feeling strange against your naked pussy.
Ethan breathed over your mouth. "Undo my belt for me."
You carefully move your hands down, undoing his belt slowly. You looked down at your working hands when Ethan grabbed your chin, pulling you back up so that his mouth hovered over yours. "You know how to kiss right?"
"I've kissed one person." You nod.
"Have you ever used tongue?"
Your cheeks grow pink, and Ethan has his answer. "Let me show you. It feels really good." He whispers, before kissing you. He just gently sucks on your bottom lip, going slow at first.
"Keep undoing my belt." Ethan whispers against your lips. Your quicken your hands, managing to un-loop the leather, as Ethan kisses you again. This time he runs his tongue along your bottom lip, asking for entrance. "Open your mouth a fraction." Ethan instructs.
And when you do, he dives in, lapping at your tongue making you gasp. "Just copy my movements."
You move your head like his, and suck and lick his tongue like he was doing to you. "Pull me outâ bring my cock outâ now-" Ethans says breathlessly, as you had tossed his belt aside.
You unzip him, and gingerly sink your hand into his boxers, softly wrapping your hand around his cock, and bringing him out. Ethan's breathing shudders against your mouth, before he's pulling back, holding your thighs to him as he leant back.
He grabs a condom from his bedside table, removing the packet and placing it over his dick. "Is this okay?" Ethan asks you, as you nod quickly staring at his cock.
He then glances at your pussy, tilting his head slightly. Then he spits, directly onto you, making you gasp. He then uses his fingers to spread it around your clit and hole. Your body shudders as you can feel his spit drip. "Just want to make sure you're ready."
Ethan leans back down, kissing your lips. "Just tell me if you want to stop."
"Please." You say, anticipating the feeling of him inside you, if it felt anything similair to his fingers.
Ethan positions himself, as he slowly pushes in. You immediantl;y clench around him, your hands shooting to his shoulders. "It's gonna hurt at first, alright? But I promise you'll feel so good soon." Ethan pushes an inch further in, as your grip tightens. "It hurts-"
"Shh." Ethan kisses you. "You're okay." He distracts you by lapping at your neck as he pushes further in. "E-Ethan."
"Relax." He breaths against your skin, kissing and biting.
You try to, letting your walls lessen their hold, making ethan push much further in. "Just tell me when you want me to move."
You shakily nod, as you grab his shirt material. Soon, the pain shifts to pleausre and you shuffle, wanting Ethan to move. "You can move."
Ethan smiles, beginning to thrust in and out of you slowly at first before picking up pace. "Fuck..." He breathes, eyes rolling.
"Ethan..." You moan out, as your hands begin to wnader on yoru own. You reach his abs, feeling definition you never thought Ethan had. You scratch at his skin as Ethan moans into yoru ear. He supports himself by your head as he thrusts in and out.
"God, Ethan..." Your panting, feeling dazed.
"How do you feel?"
âSo good, so, so good." you ramble out making Ethan grin.
"Your taking me so well, y/n. Good girl...taking me- fuck." Ethan's fingers tighten around the sheets. He kisses you, harder this time, as he picks up pace, making you both whimper and moan into each others mouths.
Soon Ethan orgasms, shuddering his hips into as you fall apart aswell. "Christ." Ethan gulps as he slows, staying inside you for a moment longer.
"I should haveâ god I should have been doing that a long time ago." You breath, chest heaving.
But Ethan shakes his head, as your brows knit together. Ethan kisses your lips before smiling. "Because then I wouldn't have been able to show you. I liked showing you."
Ethan spotted the marks he left on your neck and his smile widened. You looked so pretty like this. Hair a mess, eyes hooded, and chest heaving. So, fucking pretty for him.
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im begging you to write a part 2 of vigilante reader because the way you write??? the dynamic between reader and jason??? the sex tension???are chef kiss!!!
thanks very much! part 2 and I couldn't put off the reveal bc I'm just too impatient lol 𫶠but I might write another part post-reveal? maybe? cuz I'm growing attached to these two <3
jason todd x gn!vigilante!reader (nocturne). tw explosions, smoke inhalation, reader passes out, canon typical violence, identity reveal, asshole bruce. jason is in love? jason is in love.
read pt 1 here! | all fics are reblogged to @sanguinelibrary
****
"Go home."
"Bruce, Iâ"
Bruce looks at you, eyes sharp with fury and... something else. Something older.
The others know how to talk back. You still haven't gained the courage to sass The Batman.
"Go. Home. If you need an escort, I can call Superman."
You take a step back at his coldness.
"Bruce, I know I messed up, letting Hood escape butâ"
"Yes, you did. You deliberately disobeyed an order. I told everybody to stand down. He could've killed you."
But he didn't, you don't say. He could've, but he chose not to.
He'd felt safe.
"I had it under control, honestly. He wasn'tâit wasn't like the other encounters you've had with him. He wouldn't have hurt me."
That is the wrong thing to say. You realize that after the words leave your mouth and the muscles in Bruce's jaw jump.
"You can't be this naive. I know I wouldn't have chosen someone who's this naive," he says savagely. "You know Hood can't be trusted, and you're defending him to me. We've seen time and again he's rogue. He doesn't make sense and that's exactly why he's dangerous."
"But if you would just listenâ"
"Enough," he snaps. "Enough. Go home. I'm suspending you for three weeks."
"Three wâI'm not even injured!" you cry.
"No, but you need the time. You're not thinking clearly. Go. I don't want to see you until next month."
You press your lips together before you say something truly foul. Something about Batman's habit of pushing people away. Something about dead Robins.
You don't let the tears fall until you leave the Cave. This is all Hood's fault. You know it would've been a different conversation if you'd managed to successfully capture him.
You'll take down the Red Hood if it's the last thing you do.
****
It takes you approximately two days to break your suspension.
In your defense, you meant to follow Bruce's orders. You would've stayed put and helped Barbara with research instead.
But not at the expense of civilian lives.
"All units to Canal and Riverview, 10-80. Standby. Do not enter the factory until given clearance from the Bomb Squad."
You turn off the police scanner and stuff it in your drawer. In Gotham, explosions usually come in multiples. If there's one, there's bound to be another. The police are generally inept when it comes to evacuating civilians. You know one of the other Bats are on their way, but you're the closest to the docks.
You glance at your suit. No. If you go as Nocturne, Batman might suspend you indefinitely.
You grab your gas mask and put on a black hoodie and a domino mask. You'll just have to make do.
The marina is blanketed in thick smoke. It makes your eyes water. But in the commotion it causes, you're able to slip past the barriers and help workers out of the factory. It's difficult because without the suit, people don't give you the same trust and respect. But you're anonymous, and that's all that matters.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
You ignore the voice and keep hauling two elderly workers towards the exit. They're barely outside before you turn around, determined to clear every level of the factory.
You're yanked backward by a hand on your hoodie. You nearly lose your footing, but the hand is firm, dragging you towards the pier.
You're spun around and put face to face with a red helmet.
Oh, of all the fuckingâ
"Let go of me!" you shout, smacking his arm. Hood's grip tightens.
"I will as soon as you stop doing stupid shit. What were you thinking, coming here?"
You pause. Whoops. This isn't how a plain civilian would react to being apprehended by the Red Hood.
And that's definitely not how the Red Hood would react to getting swatted by a random civilian. Shit.
"I was, um, I was thinking I could help," you say haltingly. "P-please don't hurt me, Mr. Hood, I wasâ"
Hood sighs and lets you go, then tucks his gun into his holster.
"Cut the shit. I know you're Nocturne. I also know that you need some acting lessons because what the hell was that? Mr. Hood?"
A chill washes over you. "I don't know what you mean. Nocturne?"
Hood shakes his head. "I don't have time for this. The building's gonna collapse any second. Stay. Put."
He goes back toward the smoking entrance. Your eye twitches as you follow him.
"Last time I checked, you don't have that kind of authority, Hood."
He turns around and looms over you. "Don't I?"
Anyone else would back down. You might've a week ago. You should, after the tongue lashing Bruce gave you.
But there's no soot on Hood's helmet or vest. He doesn't smell sweet like gasoline or pungent like motor oil.
He was in the factory to help.
Something shifts. Batman is wrong. Batman is more wrong than he's ever been.
Because Hood's not the enemy here. Not anymore. Maybe not ever.
You push past Hood. "It'll be faster if we work together."
"Oh, absolutely not. You're not even in your suit."
"As per your request," you say, flashing a plastic smile. "You're welcome."
"Don't get cute with me, youâhey!"
You dart past him and go straight into the factory. Hood shouts your name, which makes you pause, just for a moment.
But revealed identity or not, you need to clear the building. So you pull on your mask and run faster.
Your worst fear is confirmed when you check the upper level: someone was missed in the evacuation. It's a worker, and she's unconscious.
You don't think about how explosions come in pairs in Gotham. Don't think about how long it'll take to get to the exit.
You take off your mask and slide it onto her face. The smoke burns your throat immediately, but you ignore it and lift her in a fireman carry, just as you were taught all those years ago by Robin. He's the one who taught you how to save people without relying on brute strength or height.
You hope he's alright, wherever he is. You hope he's not too upset seeing you rush into a burning building.
That's your last thought when you see the entrance. Your face is covered in sweat and grime. The heat from the fires is exhausting. You can feel your eyes beginning to close.
"There's something seriously wrong with you," a decoded voice says in your ear, and then the woman's weight is lifted from your shoulders.
Hood grabs your hand, the woman over his opposite shoulder, and you make it out just as the second explosion goes off. It knocks you forward.
Hood puts the woman down just in time to catch you. His arm is around your waist, the other hand cradling your head. His gloved thumb touches your mouth, and you feel his dawning realization as he finally sees your mask on the woman.
"Don't tell Ba'man," you slur.
"Jesus fuckâ" Hood starts to drag you. You feel lightheaded. He's moving, and you wish he'd stop. "You don't take off your mask. You never take off your mask. We taught you that!"
"She was unconscious, J'y..."
Arms tighten around you. Everything goes dark.
****
You wake up to the smell of scrambling eggs.
For a moment, you just bask in the smell. It smells like Alfred's breakfast scramble. Bacon. Butter. Golden potatoes.
Then you wake up further and realize that you're not in the Manor. You're in your apartment.
So who's cooking?
You get up quietly, slipping out of your room. You pause in front of the full-length mirror.
Honestly, you've looked worse. Your hair needs a wash, and you're in the same clothes you went into the building with, which are now a little charred. But your face is clean of soot, and your throat hurts only a little.
The kitchen sink runs. You slowly creep out into the living room, keeping your breathing even and silent.
The mess of black hair, you recognize. Sort of. You might've mistaken him for Bruce if you didn't know that Bruce has a lifetime ban from kitchens all over the world.
He's too tall to be Dick. Too skilled in the kitchen to be Bruce. Too nice to be Bruce, tooâyou can't imagine Bruce Wayne making you eggs. Especially when you disobeyed his orders. Again.
The red helmet on the kitchen stool turns your blood to ice.
You grab the letter opener from a drawer and wait a few seconds to see if Hood's heard you. Then you throw the letter opener with near perfect aim at his exposed shoulder.
He catches it without turning.
Your heart skips a beat. Every time you think you might get the drop on him, Hood reminds you just how competent he really is.
A mix of fear, aggravation, and something you don't want to examine too closely swirls in your gut.
"Impressive," he says. "Dami been training you? Mama Al-Ghul spent a lot of time on his knife lessons."
"Why are you in my apartment?"
Hood sets the letter opener down on the counter and turns off the stove. Then he serves the breakfast scramble on two plates, then sprinkles chives over them.
This is the weirdest kidnapping ever.
He sighs, back still facing you.
"You can't tell anyone it's me," he says.
"You make a lot of demands for a guy who just used the last of my eggs."
Hood laughs. It sounds wet. It sounds like grief.
"God, I've missed ya, honeylove."
Your heart pounds. You try to find another weapon, anything. Hood doesn't give you the chance.
He turns around.
The first thing you see is the stark white streak of hair and the curls you once loved. The curls that were near unrecognizable in the casket.
You were right: Batman was wrong.
#jason todd x reader#jason todd x you#red hood x reader#red hood x you#jason todd fanfiction#red hood fanfiction#red hood imagine#batman fanfiction#dc fanfic
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Ouuggh they're so cuuuuute!!!
I just really wanted to draw Misty
Character belongs to @signs-of-the-moon
#the sillies!!!#theor dynamic was so fun to write for those sadly few short chapters of Snowfrost's Fate#I should write some drabbles about them from during that time that you don't get to see in the story#because their relationship means everything to meee#omg I have a scene in a drafted chapter of Snowfrost's Fate where Snowfrost's thinking about Misty and aaaa its really good you'll love it#their unrequited love is everything#Misty is just a silly little goofy cat and she deserves the world#Snowfrost is dumb for not sticking with her tbh#also time to talk about the art because WOW#Your art style has improved sooo much! this is so cute and pretty#I love the swirly stripes Misty has. really gives that âmistyâ sort of feel to her design#and the cheeks fluffs on that baby are *chef's kiss*#Snowfrost looks really pretty in that last/main image on the bottom#very feminine which really fits#especially as a contrast to all the ugly things she ends up doing later on#also oh no watch out snow you're gonna get stung by a bee#can we also talk about them almost holding paws??? hello??? adorable#and misty with her toys is so cuuuuute#just noticed the little curl strand you put on her tail that's also adorable#tysm for this Im so glad these two gay kitties give you so much brain rot <3#sotm fanart
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What is your favourite hinny fict of all time?
ooh this is a great question!!! several come to mind, because there are some really incredible writers out there who i think capture harry and ginny perfectly in their writing. and i canât pick one so here goes:
Orchards by @whinlatter
this oneshot is incredible, building up hinnyâs relationship over the summer that we see so little of in the books. itâs just so in character, funny and beautiful. you really see their easy dynamic and how perfect they are for each other. iâve reread it several times and i will do it again itâs THAT good. also her other work Beasts about post-dh ginny and everything that follows the war with lots of flashbacks and added details. itâs really honest and gritty portrayal of grief & recovering from the trauma of a war
The Path From You by @takeariskao3
i am obsessed with this fic. itâs wonderful bc it has all the canon elements but itâs set a few years after the war, and the main plot is completely fresh and new. itâs like a harry x ginny second chance romance, harry is super protective and theyâre both like still so in love with each other itâs ughhh *chefs kiss*! itâs so well-written too. i LOVE it.
quick-fire and warm front by @jiilys
these are two oneshots that i think perfectly capture hinnyâs relationship after the war. the writing is just beautiful.
Come Stay for The Summer by @ashotofogdensoldfirewhiskey
this is such a fun and hilarious text-fic. iâm such a fan of hinny in a different universe, like regular high school / soccer fics. just another fun exploration of their relationship. also basically any of the oneshots by this author are so good.
Bewitched by @starlingflight (apologies for tagging the wrong author!!!)
i loved this fic so much. such an orignal concept â itâs mainly a non-magical storyline but with a twist. loved the characterisations and the non-linear format. so cute and fun and the ending is perfect.! also this author has lots of other wonderful works.
FloreatCastellum on ao3 is also wonderful - their missing moments works are so on point.
i also might take this opportunity to self-rec my fic too (lmao sorry) which is-
but iâm a fire, and iâll keep your brittle heart warm by me hehe
itâs a fic about the beginning and blossoming friendship of harry & ginny during order of the phoenix. basically missing moments and build up to explore how and why these two eventually end up together !
but i am always looking for more fics to read so pls give me recs!!<3
#harry x ginny#harry potter#ginny weasley#hinny#hp#book ginny#ginevra molly weasley#ron weasley#hinny fic#hermione granger#hinny drabbles#hinny microfic#hinny fic rec#my asks
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