#women before 10am

[queenerdloser]

whiplash conversation with my mom where she told me of her own volition that she plans to vote harris in november (she's republican) bc "no one likes trump" and she also admitted he was basically incoherent and untrustworthy (in the past she's admired him). which then turned into her saying that she didn't see the big deal about harris being the first female president was and that led into. full on big blowout fight about whether or not the patriarchy exists and if we live in one. i was full on yelling. so enraged i was near tears. all while fucking DRIVING. jesus christ.

[notjoelmiller]

don't mind me.. just thinking about vampire!ghost at 10am

1.8k words (beware... a little bit of blood, alcohol, vampirey stuff and la tension sexuelle)

...

Captain Price warned you. The day you transferred onto the team, he pulled you aside, and in an utterance quieter than anything you’ve heard from him since, he told you that the Lieutenant would take some getting used to. 

“He’s a good man,” Price said, “Just peculiar.”

Read between the lines, sergeant: he’s an asshole. It isn’t anything new, and it certainly won’t become an excuse. You worked hard to get on this team, and some weirdo won’t get in the way of that.

So you prepare for the worst, and… you end up with the best? Lieutenant Riley turns out to be the best superior you’ve had the honor of serving under. He’s not a friend, not by any means, but he’s efficient on the field and cordial off of it, a luxury you’ve rarely been afforded.

However, Price’s words ring true. The man is just as his call sign suggests– a ghost. He barely socializes with the team, always (politely) declining to eat meals with you all. He makes himself scarce during the day, only appearing for training and missions wearing a skull mask. Hell, you’ve never seen him without the damn mask.

Despite his peculiarities, you can see why he’s made the team. He’s built like nobody you’ve ever seen– nearly six and a half feet of pure muscle. And the man is efficient. He lurks in the shadows, waiting to strike, and when he does… The man has slaughtered his way out of one too many impossible odds. It’s a pleasure to fight by his side. You find yourself missing him whenever he’s disappeared. The longing is unusual, unfamiliar, especially considering the allusiveness of the lieutenant. Yet when he’s there, working with you on training or missions, things just go better. It’s as though he understands you on some incomprehensible level. He picks up on things nobody else ever has– when you’re fatigued, hurt, or just generally pissed.

Unfortunately, today was one of the many days where Ghost lived up to his namesake. And what a day it was for him to be missing. After a grueling training session, you were tasked with a mountain of paperwork. All was going well until you accidentally misplaced about half of your completed paperwork, leading to an overzealous recruit dumping them into the paper shredder during your lunch break. While you were happy to give the kid one hell of a talking to, the damage was done and you were practically back to square one.

You don’t finish up until almost midnight. The urge to sleep is strong, but your frayed nerves are stronger. If you want to get some shut-eye before the sun rises, you need a drink ASAP. So straight past your room you go into the common room kitchen. Except, you’re not alone. 

A man leans over the counter, setting down an empty glass. His blond hair is so light it nearly blends in with his translucent, pale skin. You’ve never seen him before, surely you would have noticed if you have. With skin that white, he must glow like a damn disco ball in the sun. The man wipes his lips with the back of his hand. It comes back smudged with red. So it seems like he had the same bright idea as you.

“Care to share?” You ask, startling him. He straightens to full height, and your heart skips a beat. He didn’t look all that large while hunched over the counter. Now? He’s built like a damn brick wall, tall and broad in a way that’s even rare among the men and women you work with.

The man gazes at you with wide brown eyes lined with purple bags. They dart behind you before he relaxes a bit, slumping back down.

“Share?” He whispers. His voice raises your hackles, something about the timber of the sound, even in a whisper, that awakens something in your mind.

You motion to his wine glass. He holds the stem tightly. You wouldn’t be surprised if it shattered. “The wine, pal.”

The man tenses. “Pal?”

“Pal,” you repeat.

“You’ve never called me that before,” says the man as he reaches in the cabinet for another glass.

You frown. “Have we met?”

The man’s face stretches into an unamused pout, “Really, Sergeant?” The word curls around his tongue in such a familiar way, yet it’s nearly impossible to place.

Just nearly.

You know that voice well. Typically it’s barking out orders in your earpiece and—

Shit, you just disrespected your Lieutenant.

“Christ—” Ghost flinches. You compartmentalize his dislike of blaspheme for when you’re not profusely apologizing to him. “Ghost, I didn’t recognize you without—“

“It’s alright,” Ghost looks through the cabinets until he finally finds the one with the 141’s not-so-secret alcohol supply. “Wine, you said? White or red?”

“Whatever you’re having.”

Ghost frowns at you until you motion for his emptied glass still filled with the crimson liquid. His lips part into an ‘o’. “‘F course."

Ghost pours a glass and slides it your way. “Can’t sleep?”

You nod. “You?”

“Something like that.”

You raise your glass. “Cheers?”

Ghost taps his glass against yours with a satisfying ding.

“You know,” you say after a sip, “We haven’t gotten the chance to talk since I joined— one-on-one, I mean.”

“That we have not,” Ghost muses. “I suppose you have questions.”

“That I do,” your eyes follow your finger, tracing the rim of the glass. “You know, Price gave me a warning when I joined.”

“He did?”

“Yeah, said you were a weirdo.”

“‘Weirdo’?” Ghost laughs. It’s surprisingly warm. You get a flash of his smile for the first time. His teeth are blindingly bright, but your attention is drawn to his canines. They’re unusually large— long —their points extending long and dangerous. “Is that what we’re calling it these days,” he muses.

“It’s not totally crazy to say, you know?” Ghost tilts his head, another sharp smile pulling at his lips, “I mean– this is the first time I’ve seen your face.”

“I’ve got a skin condition.” You raise a skeptical eyebrow. Ghost continues, “I get burnt easily.”

You frown, “Burnt?”

“Sunburn.”

“You’re joking.”

Ghost grimaces, and you realize that he is in fact not joking. You bark out a laugh, and before you consider the possibility that Ghost may actually have a medical condition, he starts laughing too.

You’re not looking, too busy laughing about your poor brick-shithouse of a lieutenant getting burnt to see that you’re about to slam your hand down on your wine glass. And you do, the glass knocking over and spilling wine all over the counter. And, as though the universe is reminding you that luck is not on your side today, the glass shatters, a shard managing to cut through one of your fingers.

A string of expletives escapes your lips as you instinctually avert your eyes. The feeling of the glass slicing through your skin echoes in your mind. Thinking about it causes you more distress than the actual pain.

“Let me look,” Ghost grumbles. He reaches for your hand, but you pull it back, examining it. A long but shallow cut mars your pointer finger. It oozes blood which drips down your knuckle and between your fingers. 

“It’s fine,” you gasp, “I’ll just grab a band-aid.”

“No,” Ghost wraps his hand around your wrist. It’s not particularly hard, but the shock of his cold touch has you gasping. He pulls your hand to his face– his lips –and before you know it, your bloodied finger is in his mouth.

“Ghost, what the hell are you–”

Your lieutenant honest-to-God moans around your finger. His tongue swirls languidly around the digit in his mouth, like he’s savoring something. You suppose he is– the taste of you. Ghosts’s eyes are pulled shut, brows furrowed as he completely ignores your protests. Though, your protests aren’t exactly passionate, rather halfhearted formalities in case any others decide to wander into the common room this late at night.

He draws your finger out slowly, his tongue keeping contact with it until it can’t any more. You don’t draw your hand away from his grasp, instead letting it stand between you two, Ghost’s grip still iron on your wrist.

The room spins around you. You blame it on blood loss, ignoring the fact that you’ve lost way more blood in way less time. A cut certainly couldn’t bring you down. Your lieutenant however–

“Better?” Ghost asks. He moves closer, nostrils flaring as he takes a deep inhale almost like he’s smelling you. The thought makes you dizzier, a recessed part of your brain running wild at the thought of such a primitive act.

“You… you just–” You cut yourself off, a cross between a sigh and a whimper bubbling from your throat. 

It sounds like a moan. 

Maybe it was a moan. 

It definitely was a moan.

Ghost’s free hand comes to cup your cheek, tilting your gaze back up to his. You hadn’t realized, but you were staring at his bloodstained lips. “Darling,” he coos, “Answer me.”

The words tumble from your mouth before you can even think about them: “Much better.” They ring true. Your finger doesn’t hurt a bit, even though it was very much just sliced open on a glass.

Ghost brings your hand to his lips again. You think he’s going to put your finger in his mouth again. Instead, he presses it against your lips, placing a kiss on the cut. He lets go of your wrist, but before your hand can fall to your side, his tongue darts out from between his lips, giving the cut one last kitten lick.

Ghost’s lips are moving. Between them, you catch glimpses of his canines. Why are they so long? They’re lined with red blood– your blood –filling the crevices between his teeth. His tongue runs over his teeth, wiping them clean of you. Your lips part, your own tongue running over your own teeth in mimicry.

“Darling?” His mouth is closed, lips pursed.

“Huh?”

He’s staring at you, the bags under his eyes seeming to have lessened. It’s just the lighting, that’s all.

“I said,” Ghost’s thumb traces your cheekbone. You feel like you might faint. “Go bandage that.”

You blink, mouth forming an 'o'. “Okay,” you barely get the word out as Ghost lets his hands fall from you. Your feet are carrying you backwards as you stutter, “B-bandage. Got it, Ghost.”

You’re falling over your feet as you stumble away, nodding profusely and uttering bandage, bandage, bandage under your breath.

“Simon,” he calls, and you stop, turning to him. “It’s Simon. I’m not just a ghost, you know.”

A ghost. No he certainly is not. Not anymore. Your finger is stinging, and when you look down, it’s bleeding again. You’re tempted to point it out to Ghost– to Simon –just to see what he’ll do.

“Good night,” your bloody finger twitches involuntarily, “Simon.”

[yurozo]

resident evil (university au headcanons)

a/n: this is purely based on the beginning of my last year :( feeling bittersweet

chris redfield: a third year sports medicine/kinesiology student. if you're looking for someone who almost always has a water bottle full of creatine in his bag, chris is your guy. he's never the type to dress up, especially because he insists on 8am lectures to 'increase his productivity', so he's usually in sweatpants and under armour compression shirts. he joined the rock climbing club at claire's insistence of getting involved around school, but is unfortunately still getting the hang of it. it's hard to lift all that bodyweight, so the majority of the time he just hangs there. has very little social life. he'll go to a party, drink a single beer, then leave. turns women down because it would mess with his schedule. he's paying a lot of money to be there, and save for a bit of attitude towards his professors, he takes his studies seriously. diet-wise, this man preps like a mfer. protein peanut butter shake at 7.30 am no exceptions, within a 20min time limit of his workout. the dorm fridge has an ungodly amount of boiled eggs. toxic trait: does that white man hand raise when he has a question, and usually only thinks about what he's going to say after his hand goes up. jill valentine:

sociology major, criminology minor. has her schedule perfectly planned out so nothing is before 10am. she can and will ignore chris' pleas to meet her on campus beforehand, usually preferring to go for a coffee before a lecture. is never seen without some source of caffeine in her hand. jill isn't a huge fan of sociological theories, instead choosing to focus on the statistics aspect of it.

her dorm room is an absolute nightmare. there is not a single space on her floor that is not covered in clothes, but has no shame in bringing people over despite this. she'll just kind of awkwardly shuffle them away with her foot to make a pathway.

isn't part of any clubs, mostly because she can't be fucked for that kind of socialization. people always hit on her during class anyways, so it's not like she's hurting for company. she usually hangs out with chris or claire on campus, goading chris into doing something with her or letting claire drag her along into studying. toxic trait: has a windowsill full of empty monster energy drinks. leon kennedy:

a math major, criminology minor. has absolutely handed in multiple sheets of homework with tear stains in the corners. for how nonchalant he seems to be on the outside, he really does take his studies seriously, and always shoots for a perfect gpa. he's primarily seen haunting the third floor library, always looking like he's in a perpetual state of agony.

despite all the silent attention he gets from people during lectures, he does not entertain it whatsoever. the man is there to learn. he has one class with jill where they sit in complete silence together save for a couple of witty jokes at the professor (or other students) expense. the professor both loves and hates him. he's a frequent visitor of office hours, but his assignment is always printed and crushed in his fist. he's had a few short-term girlfriends in university, but nothing long-term. he firmly believes that he has rizz, but he does not. most people just let it slide because he has that attractive weird aura around him. toxic trait: unironically shushes people during a lecture. claire redfield: engineering major, communication minor. another person who takes her studies fairly seriously. the fortunate thing about claire is that she doesn't particularly have to try, the good grades just descend on her from the heavens. it makes chris furious. however like jill, she is not a fan of mornings and is usually seen frowning angrily at the board.

has a friend with a house off campus to store her bike so she can fix it up on her days off, using her engineering notes of course. she's part of a few clubs, but isn't fond of being part of leadership or anything. claire goes purely for the vibes.

goes on a couple strings of dates with guys, but always refuses to go out with people from her classes. she's seen it crash and burn so many times that she's not doing herself. will, however, recommend other people to her brother. toxic trait: pulls up to campus at 9am with the loudest motorcycle engine known to man, and always slams her helmet down on her desk when she sits down.

[bueckersstrap]

THROW AWAY

paige b. x reader

masterlist + playlist here !

warnings : language, cheating

wc : 850-900

tags : @mayghosts

a/n : ok so idk this was really short so imma make it like a prologue if ya catch my drift 😉 hope yall enjoy, chapters will be longer ofc. lmk what yall do and don’t like 💘💘💘 xoxo - cel

0. told her i would call her back, i forgot to text her / PROLOGUE

paige : dude it’s literally not what it looks like chill tf out 😂 11:56 PM

you : chill out ..? ur out cheating and im supposed to chill out ? alr . go have fun w ur lil home wrecking ass friend. 11:58 PM

paige : i’m out tryna enjoy my time w my friends nd ur stressing me ? imma call u after tho , ight? 11:59 PM

paige : i didnt mean it like that ur not stressing me 12:00 AM

deadass i didnt ???

read at 12:02 AM

seriously y/n 12:09 AM

bro y ru acting like that

nah fuck u

wait

no

wait yes

fuck you

read at 12:10AM

‘paige’ has been blocked by ‘y/n’

—

the loud knock that erupted on the apartment door must’ve rung throughout the empty hallways of paige’s complex.

nervously shifting her weight between her feet, holding the cardboard box — that was filled to the brim with all of paige’s stuff — was heavy of a weight enough and the extra anxiety wasn’t helping.

y/n felt like she must have been waiting at paige’s door for hours when it really was only a minute or so.

paige’s expression turned blank, not expecting to ever see y/n again after the incident.

“your stuff. i didn’t need it taking up space in my apartment anymore.” you said, shallow and shoving the box into her chest.

“I- uh. thank you?”

it seemed as if paige swallowed her pride and was going to say something but before she could you flashed her a tight lipped expression and begged yourself not to give in to her antics if she tried anything.

you two had been in this situation countless times, it always ended up in sex. but you didn’t want that this time. not yet, atleast.

it was the awkward silence that confirmed the end of you two was catching up to the years that lacked apologies and proper communication. there was nothing you could’ve done to stop it, what was done was done and paige’s actions couldn’t be controlled. that’s just how she is.

paige looked scared, almost. her expression was unexplainable and as hard as you tried to study the way her lips curled or the way her eyes scanned your own face; you couldn’t figure it out.

without saying anything more, you gave her once last look and walked away, completely shattered.

—

‘the incident’ that was referenced was the moments leading up to when you were sitting in your apartment, innocently and mindlessly scrolling on tiktok when you came across your girlfriends’ friend — ice brady’s — live.

you clicked to see them all out at a bar. this wasn’t unexpected as paige had already told you what her plans for the night were. you watched contently for a little bit, admiring the night your friends were having, that you weren’t invited to. it was weird to not be invited to a group hangout and not be asked to go with, not even by your girlfriend. it had already made you uneasy but it didn’t matter and you brushed your feelings under the rug.

ice shifted the camera to her left and for a split second the world stopped. you immediately recognized the blonde. the grown out roots with the slender hands that wrapped around presumably — from the back — her teammate, azzi fudd.

it wasn’t just a hug as you might’ve thought, her hands were on azzi’s waist and azzi’s hands were around paige’s neck. the distance between them was non-existent and very clear to everybody on live.

ice uncomfortably shifted the camera back to her, exchanging looks with her friend caroline. both the women’s expressions turned into ones of pure shock and slight panic as her and caroline tried to play it off as normal. nothing was normal about this, though.

“what the fuck?” you mumbled, furrowing your brows to try and capture the moment in your brain. it didn’t last as long as it felt though.

for a couple minutes you set your phone down, pacing around your apartment. too many thoughts you had to calculate came at lighting speed in your pounding head. at first, you tried to justify her actions, thinking, maybe it wasn’t what it looked like. but then you started thinking more rationally. you knew what you saw and there was no defending her actions no matter how much you tried. you attempted reading between the lines, trying to catch a loophole in which azzi and paige weren’t kissing within an inch of life between them but the hand placement was a dead give away. the realization made your blood run cold and gave you the confidence needed to say something, not wanting to silence you or your feelings anymore.

that’s how the whole text situation ended up happening because the pure shock turned into pure anger. you concluded that azzi fudd was a home wrecker, and paige bueckers was a lying slut cheater.

was it fair to label azzi that, just by seeing the live? probably not. but the heat that rose to your cheeks in your anxiety driven body made it hard for you to think straight. but this wasn’t about azzi, this was about paige and her extremely ignorant tendencies. especially her intoxicated ones.

it hurt but you knew it was a long time coming, anyway. the toxic relationship you two shared had been ongoing since your junior year when you hooked up at a halloween party and were on and off since.

you couldn’t tell whether knowing that the cycle between you and paige would continue until one of you broke— which wasn’t going to happen— brought you comfort or sadness. it was very unfortunate that you wasted this much time on paige, but considering your past and the very foreseeable future, it was hard not to. as fast as you tried to run away you knew you’d probably end up being caught up to sooner or later. until the pattern repeated itself, you’d try and heal like normal and be destroyed when she came back and ruined your life.

it was the circle of paige.

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

And they were strangers

Part 1: And they were roommates

Summary: It’d only been a week since you left but Wanda was a mess and you weren’t doing much better, luckily a friend is here to keep you company and maybe even have a bit of fun with Wanda at the party you guys planned

A/n: Never written for a succubus before but hopefully it’s somewhat correct 🤞

Warnings: Minors DNI, language, sexual innuendos LMK if I missed any

Words: 3,000+

So this was always going to have a part 2 but thank you everyone that wanted a part two and loved the fic, thank you! 🥰

”Wanda you look terrible” Nat nudged her friend awake and Wanda groaned “are we finished?”

Nat nodded “lectures been over for about 20 minutes, but we thought you needed a rest”

“Thanks” Wanda muttered placing her head back on the desk and closing her eyes

“How long has Y/n been gone?”

Wanda snapped her head up glaring at her friend “what?”

“How long has she been gone?”

“Like a week?”

Nat laughed “that makes sense, when she’s not here you always look terrible”

“You’re not making me feel better Natty, get to the point please”

Nat kissed her friend on the cheek and stood up “I don’t think you can survive without Y/n, you need her”

Wanda just rolled her eyes eventually standing up and heading for the door with her “I don’t need a woman to look after me, I’m just going through some things, nothing to do with Y/n”

“Sureeee, are you still having that party this weekend?”

Wanda nodded “yep, need a good party to sort myself out”

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“Why are you still here Y/n?” Lucifer himself stood next to the bar watching you drink another alcoholic drink…at 10am “how about you mind your fucking business!” You shouted and the man just pinched his nose and scrunched up his face

“Listen you childish bastard of a demon, I’m sorry your precious human thing decided she wanted to end things with you but it’s been a week and you can’t stay here at the club, your smell is scaring the customers”

You threw the bottle on the ground laughing as it shattered and looked back at Lucifer “deal with it bitch”

You continued laughing until an aroma hit all of your senses wrapping around you like a warm blanket, it was familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it

“Oh princess what happened? Did you spill the drink? You can’t do anything for yourself can you?”

The aroma was coming from the woman dressed in the white pantsuit who approached you from behind and kissed your head “do you need mommy to take care of you?”

You couldn’t blush, but at that moment you definitely blushed “yeah”

Pepper smiled pulling you from your chair and kissing you softly “come on honey let’s go and run you a bath”

“Will you join me?” You whispered, wanting to be close to Pepper for as long as possible

“Of course, poor baby can’t wash herself on her own, she needs lots of help”

She gently took your hand leading you to the penthouse bathroom and turning on the taps “can you undress yourself or do you need help?

“I can do it” you said starting to undress and the woman excused herself running into the devil

“You’re taking advantage of her Pepper” he said sternly and the woman shrugged “oh come on Lucy it’s fine, I miss playing with the demons,

“I’m pretty sure a succubus uses sexual desires to drain humans of their life force for their own, not with demons”

“Pepper?” Your voice echoed through the door and Pepper kissed the devil on the cheek “humans aren’t as fun anymore, but these demon women want to please and obey, that’s what keeps me going these days”

Turning back to the bathroom door , she removed her blazer and stepped in shutting the door behind her “hey honey look at you, all shy and naked for me, does the water feel nice?”

You couldn’t speak, you weren’t even sure you wanted too, just nodding and letting the woman climb in behind you and pulling you close, your whole body relaxed in her hold, turning your head slightly to rest your head on her chest

“So tell me all about your human friend darling, why doesn’t she want you anymore?”

You groaned and tried going underwater but Pepper stopped you gripping your hair and keeping you above the water “don’t be childish Y/n, you’re over 400 years old, be a good girl and tell me what happened”

You nodded and began explaining “basically she’s dating a guy and he’s a douche and bad at sex because she always came to me at night and then when we finished I’d kiss her softly and soothe her bruises and cuddle her into the late morning”

Pepper listened intently “so she doesn’t appreciate you?”

You shook your head no “I’ve done everything for her and this is how she repays me, I just wanted to steal her away from that douche and keep her for myself, is that too much to ask?”

Pepper shook her head “of course not princess, maybe she doesn’t deserve you, you’re a big brave demon who can get any girl she wants, just remember that”

You did remember that, and you’d make sure Wanda remembered that too

Pepper was having her own inner dialogue too, maybe she’d go and see this human of yours, could be fun “are you going to go back anytime?”

“I think so, there’s a party at our place this weekend, even if I’m mad at Wanda parties are fun”

Your mind started to clear of Peppers influence and you groaned trying to leave the bath but was pulled back “I hate when you do this…”

“Don’t you like calling me mommy? I thought it was your favourite word?” Pepper smirked letting you go and grab a towel for yourself “you know I don’t, anyone tricking me, I only like being babied and taken care of on my terms”

Pepper laughed “you want to be babied?”

You stopped and glared at the woman “don’t repeat that to anyone”

Pepper crossed her hand over her heart “scouts honour I won’t repeat anything” she chuckled

“Better not do”

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“This party’s great Wanda! You did a great job!” Tony Stark shouted to the woman already on his 4th drink and Wanda just chuckled “glad you’re having fun Tony” she waved the man off and turned to look for her friend

“Have you seen Nat?” Wanda scooted through the small crowd asking people if they’d seen her friend but no body had until Thor got her attention “I saw Natalia go to the end of the hallway into a room”

“Thanks Thor!” Wanda realised it was your room she went into “why did she go into her room?” She approached the door hearing a few whispers, she made out one voice being Nat but she couldn’t make out the other until

“Oh Natty you’re so pretty”

“Y/n?!” She shouted and slammed the door open revealing you with Nat pressed up against the wall and your lips connected

“What the hell are you doing here?!” You smugly pulled away from the woman kissing her on the nose and facing Wanda “enjoying the party, it is my house too”

Nat sensing some tension pushed past you gently “where you going Nat?” You asked trying to keep her in place “I think you two need to talk” she left the room and you promised to find her later “I’ll come and find you later love”

You chuckled at the blush creeping up on Nat’s neck and turned back to the seething woman

“You can’t fuck my best friend!”

You just laughed “we’re not teenagers Wanda, I can fuck whoever I want”

“Not my best friend! You leave for like a week, no contact and then come back dressed in nothing but a long blazer and try sleeping with Nat! Who do you think you are?”

You looked down at your outfit, you were clearly wearing trousers, you didn’t know what she was on about “you know I’m wearing trousers right?”

Wanda had had enough pushing you into the wall a getting in your face “why?” She whispered but you refused to answer “please Y/n answer me, why did you leave me alone?”

“He’s here isn’t he?”

“Yes”

“Then go back to him Wanda, go back to your boring boyfriend and leave me alone to have fun” trying to leave you found yourself being held by Wanda and kept against your bedroom wall “do you want something Miss Maximoff?”

Wanda stared at you and you could see the fight she was having in her mind and it made you smirk

“Such a bitch” she sighed kissing you suddenly and you responded kissing her back but quickly stopping pushing her away “you’re not getting me back that easily”

“Why do you make everything so complicated?”

You shrugged pushing her and exiting the room looking for Nat “don’t interrupt us again Wanda, I wanna see her tongue piercing in action!” You laughed watching the colour drain from her face

“Don’t hurt her!”

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Lucifer hated it here, oh he loved a party but this one was gross, too many youngish people grinding against or falling against each other and the cheapest alcohol known to man “Pepper why did you drag me here?”

“Y/n spoke highly of this ‘Wanda’ and I want to meet her for myself”

He rolled his eyes “you mean you want to suck her life-force from her and probably wear her skin?”

“If her skin is nice and smooth then maybe I will” she glanced round the room and noticed a woman resembling Wanda from your description “there” she simply said going over to the woman

“You must be Wanda, wow you’re even prettier than Y/n said” Pepper was definitely in front of the right girl, the amount of tension and anger coming off of her felt amazing and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on her

“I’m sorry but who are you?” Wanda was annoyed and didn’t need this, frankly hot, woman here annoying her “I’m Pepper, you seem tense, maybe I could help you relax”

Wanda pushed her hand away that had found it’s way to her waist without her noticing right away “I’m sorry but I don’t know what Y/n has been saying but I’m not interested, plus I have a boyfriend so bye-

Pepper grabbed Wanda holding her tight and close to her “oh precious little human you’re not going anywhere, Y/n has told me just how special you are and I want to find that out for myself”

Wanda tried moving away but her iron grip on her stopped any movement and it scared her “please I don’t know what you are but please let me go”

Pepper just chuckled in Wanda’s ear making the redhead shiver slightly “I’m your new obsession honey that’s who I am”

A wave of something Wanda couldn’t put her finger on came over her, her whole body went limp and she let herself be held up, she could hear and see but could barley move “there you are princess, perfect”

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You didn’t find Nat again in the house but you suspected she was trying to hide from you, what a shame, you really wanted to test her tongue piercing, standing outside you breathed in a huge breath of fresh air “ugh air is still disgusting”

“I think maybe it’s all the weed and nicotine you consume that makes you hate air” Loki appeared out of the trees like the creep he pretended to be “do you actually live in a house or do you just live in the trees?”

“You’ve seen my house”

You nodded “yep and I stand by what I said, you’d be better living in the trees than that dump of a house anyway, do you have any weed?”

The man shook his head no and you sighed disappointingly “then what good are you?”

The door next to you both slammed open giving you both a freight as two women exited the house, you were surprised to see Wanda and….Pepper? Oh no

“Y/n? What a nice surprise, you were right, Wanda here is a beautiful woman and she’s very excited to show me everything she knows”

You pushed away from the wall and smiled at the succubus “get away from her Pepper”

“Why should I?”

Your looked over Wanda, she was practically unconscious minis a few groans indicating she was still awake “because she looks dead, come on just go and find a human inside and leave this one alone”

Lucifer suddenly appeared before you both and you groaned “fuck me why are you here too?”

Lucifer held his hands up in defence “I didn’t want to be here but Pepper wanted to come and find your human”

You were quick to correct him “she’s not my human anymore I don’t care about her anymore…but just let her go Pepper she’s of no use to you”

“No use? She’s filled with tension and delicious delicious arousal, her thoughts are plagued with images of you doing sinful things, she’s perfect for me to feed from”

Images of you? She was thinking about you? No push that out of your mind you don’t want her anymore, right?

You snapped out of your thoughts and looked back at Pepper, knowing how she worked it was going to be difficult to get Wanda away from her “so she’s thinking of me?”

The succubus smiled “so many thoughts, come on princess how about we both have fun with her? She’s so wavy right now, just how demons like their victims”

You bit your lip and looked away from the woman to Loki who just shrugged “your choice but I’ve dealt with Pepper too and she truly takes everything from you”

Turning back to Pepper you walked towards her and places your arm around Wanda holding her up with Pepper “let’s go back to the club it’s got all those fancy toys I know you like”

Pepper kissed you hard and you reciprocated eagerly momentarily forgetting about your nearly unconscious roommate who you fell out with last week “such a pretty little demon you are, how about you show your full form Hm?” Pepper whispered she pulled away but you shook your head

“That form is for my enemies only Pepper you know that, I would never subject Wanda to that, just come on let’s go, get this over and done with”

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Wanda didn’t think she was dreaming but her wavy feelings made her think she was, she felt herself be sat down on a soft mattress and her eyes opened properly to see you fussing with something and you noticed her more awake stance

“Don’t scream and don’t move a damn muscle okay Wanda? I’m trying to save you here because if I don’t then you’ll be succubus food and trust me it’s not pleasant”

Wanda gave a gentle nod laying back into the mattress closing her eyes and hearing another woman come into the room “is she ready Y/n?”

“No she’s knocked out Pepper, it’ll be wrong to do anything with her now”

The woman groaned and rolled her eyes “you’ve gone soft, but fine we can have fun with her tomorrow, I did have a small fill from a human at the party.

Pepper kissed you softly and turned to Wanda kissing her head “see you tomorrow sweet girl”

Pepper left the room and it was silent for a few minutes, Wanda finally waking up properly and sitting up on the bed looking at you “Y/n, thanks I-I thank-

“Don’t start Wanda, I’ll get you out of here take you home then leave you alone”

You refused to look at Wanda as you went around the room picking up Wanda’s shoes that Pepper had taken off

“Don’t leave me…” she whispered and you stopped in your tracks “I’m not, I’m taking you back to the house”

“Please move back in, I’ll break up with Vision I miss you so much” her voice broke your none existent heart, you chanced a look at her face now stained with fresh tears and you felt awful

“Wanda we’re not talking about it now, I’m just going to get you out of here that’s it”

Wanda wiped her face from tears realising they weren’t going to make you stay, she remained quiet when you took her away from the club and she remained quiet all the way home, the only time you spoke to her was when you arrived outside the house and noticed the party still happening

“Fucks sake don’t these humans ever go home?”

You started the car again heading off down the street and Wanda looked over at you “I’m not leaving you here with a bunch of alcoholics”

“Where are we going?” She whispered “Loki’s place, he’s not in I think he wants to sleep under the stars or some shit, we can stay there”

“You’re staying too?”

“Obviously I’m not leaving you alone tonight, you were nearly seduced by a succubus, even I’m not immune to her charms so I’m surprised you’re still standing”

Wanda giggled “a powerful demon like you seduced easily? That’s funny”

You rolled your eyes but let out a little laugh “yeah well, despite her being a soul sucking bitch she’s very hot”

You both laughed erasing any tension that was left in the car, the silent drive was no longer awkward so Wanda took a chance “do you still like me?”

The car stopped outside Lokis house and you looked over to Wanda “Wanda…Wanda I love you, unfortunately that douche bag got to you first, I have loved you ever since I came up to earth and saw you wondering around the college library, ever since you accepted me as your roommate and even when you found out I was demon and you weren’t scared and it made my nonexistent heart sore”

You both had gotten so close that you could smell her intoxicating scent “kiss me Y/n” Wanda didn’t wait for an answer leaning foreword kissing you, it was soft, the softest kiss you’d both shared in a while, it didn’t last long but you both felt every emotion put into it

“You need to recover Wanda let’s go inside” leaving the car quickly your opened Wanda’s door for her and helped her out of the car holding her around the waist keeping her body close to your own “join me in bed?”

You shook your head “no, but I’ll stay by your side all night keeping you safe”

“And in the morning?”

Kissing her cheek you kept your lips close to her ear “then you go back to boyfriend and I go back to the club”

Wanda but her lip holding back some tears and nodded “o-okay”

“Good night Wanda”

“Good night Y/n

[who-can-touch-my-boob]

✨my 7am Gojo Satoru headcanons:

Gojo Satoru once picked up his date with a tandem bicycle. Let’s just say he rode it home alone after the date was over.

Gojo Satoru has really small nipples.

Gojo Satoru wasn’t allowed into stores as a child because he always broke something or stumbled into shelves making things fall over. So he had to stand outside along with the dogs.

Gojo Satoru likes to learn new hobbies to impress his friends and s/o.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru once had an ironic Twilight movie marathon, but he ended up loving them and cried at the end. Geto told everyone about it.

Gojo Satoru once ate raw chicken because he didn’t have the heart to tell Nanami about it since he rarely cooked for him. He was later admitted to the hospital for a week.

Gojo Satoru puts milk before cereal.

Gojo Satoru has over 3000 hours on candy crush and is beefing with middle aged women on candy crush forums while waiting for new levels (credit to @celestie0 for this one)

I’m starting run out of ideas, I literally looked around my kitchen and saw the cereal box

<- 3am hcs <- 4pm hcs <- 10am hcs <- 9pm hcs 5pm hcs ->

[winchesterwild78]

The Tutor part 4

Master List

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Warnings: mention of cheating, mention of phone sex, separation, fluff

A/N: Just a quick idea that popped in my head. A short series, maybe 2 or 3 chapters. I don’t know yet. No disrespect to Jensen or his family. This is a work of fiction. Jensen has children in this, but I do not use their real names. 

Reader is a teacher and is asked to tutor Jensen’s child. Things develop between Jensen and the reader. I do not condone cheating, again, this is a work of fiction.

This chapter got a little long. Sorry not sorry. 😀 Please overlook any errors. I wrote this fast and edited it fast. 

Minors DNI 18+

Coming out of your room you were still smiling from the video call and the post Jensen made. You were completely in love with him. There was a glaring problem, you both were married to other people. You made the move to leave your husband, but he was still living with his wife. The fear of him never leaving her and you always being ‘the other woman’ was real and kept creeping into your mind. 

The next few days went pretty fast. Jensen called and video chatted with the kids every chance he could, and you would get a special, private video call after the kids were in bed. 

The night before he was due to fly in you were laying on your bed, earbuds in and having video phone sex with him. You were so into what was going on on your screen, you didn’t hear the front door. Jensen was close to his release, and you were right behind him when you heard a knock at your door. 

Your eyes shot open, grabbing your sheet, “Hello? Who’s there?” Jensen stopped and looked at the screen, sweat on his brow, panting. “Baby? What’s wrong?” “Someone’s knocking at my door.” 

“Hey, Y/N. I just wanted to let you know I’m home.” You swallowed hard, “Oh okay, Welcome home Mrs. Ackles.” You looked at the screen as you said it. Jensen’s eyes went wide. “Why is she home?” He questioned. “I’m not sure.” “Well, damn she just killed the mood, I’m sorry sweetheart.” “It’s okay baby. Once you get home we will have to continue this. When does your flight get in?” “I arrive back at 10am. God I can’t wait to see you.” “Me either baby. You better get some sleep. I love you.” “I love you too, Y/N. Sleep well and tomorrow I’ll be in your arms again.”

You smiled and nodded, “I can’t wait.” After you two hung up, you got dressed and laid down, thinking about Jensen and how the relationship would work when he got home. Especially with his wife back. You decided that would be a problem better solved when he got home. Besides, she has a lover, why can’t he? 

The next morning the house was buzzing with excitement. Jensen was due home in a few hours and the kids were so excited. His wife was less than excited. You heard her on the phone talking about his Instagram post, “No, it wasn’t about me honey. I promise. I don’t know who it was about, but it wasn’t about me. Remember I love you.” 

You scoffed as you walked away. You couldn’t understand how she could throw away such a good thing with Jensen. Sure he isn’t perfect, but there was nothing that could tear you away from him. 

She emerged from the office and greeted you with a big, fake smile. “Good morning, Y/N. How are you today? I surely hope I didn’t interrupt anything last night.” She smirked at you. She did hear you. Did you say Jensen’s name? “Oh, Good morning, no you didn’t, nothing that couldn’t be continued later.” 

She nodded, “So, I was hoping I could talk to you about something.” “Yeah sure, what’s up?” “Well, I saw a post on Jensen’s Instagram that took me by surprise. He mentioned finding the love of his life. As you know, he and I are not on the best of terms, so I know the post isn’t about me. Have you noticed any women around here when you’ve been here?” “No I haven’t, well just you and I, and the nanny.” “Hmm, maybe it’s someone he works with. I refuse to let him make me out to be a fool.” “I’m sure that’s not what he’s doing, maybe the post was about you. Why else would he profess his love publicly?” 

“Yeah, but it’s not about me. We haven’t had sex or even kissed in months. We don’t love each other anymore.” 

Of course you knew all this, but you had to play dumb. “Mrs. Ackles, I’m so sorry. That has to be hard.” “I appreciate it, but it’s not that hard anymore. I’m happy with Josh and I want to build a life with him.” 

Before you could say anything else you heard the front door open and saw Jensen walk in. Your heart leaped in your chest. The kids ran to him and threw their arms around him, “Daddy! You’re home!” “Hey my babies. I missed you three so much, were you good for Ms Y/N?” They smiled and shook their heads yes. 

Jensen saw you and his wife standing in the kitchen. He acknowledged her and you. “Welcome home, Jensen. The kids missed you so much.” “Thank you, Y/N, and thank you again for stepping in and watching them. I appreciate it.” You nodded.

“Y/N, would you please excuse Jensen and I, we have some things to discuss.” “Oh, yeah sure. Welcome home, again.”

With that you left to head to the guest house. You decided to start unpacking and get things cleaned and organized. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on your door. “Come in” you called. You looked up and saw Jensen standing there with a smile on his face. “Come here sweetheart.” He crossed the room and pulled you into a tight hug. “God I missed you.” He kissed the top of your head. You leaned back and he crashed his lips to yours. Moaning into each other’s mouths he led you backwards towards the bed. 

As you fell backwards you giggled. “I missed your laugh, sweetheart.” Jensen kissed your lips, “Now, where did we leave off last night?” “I don’t know about you, but I was so close, Jens.” “Me too, darlin’.” 

You and Jensen quickly shed your clothes. Laying under Jensen and feeling his hands on your body was beyond euphoric. He knew how to touch you and make you feel so completely alive. 

About 45 minutes and 3 orgasms later, you and Jensen were laying on your bed, breathing heavily and trying to cool down. Sweat covered the two of you. Jensen held you in his arms as you laid on his chest. “Baby, how is this going to work with your wife at home?” 

“I told her tonight I wanted a divorce.” You sat up and gasped, “What?” “Yeah, I told her I had found someone I wanted to build a life with, someone I was completely in love with, and I wanted a divorce. I don’t care what it does to my image. I want to be with you, completely and without having to sneak around. You deserve so much better than that.” 

Your breath hitched in your throat. No one had ever put you first. Jensen choosing you over his marriage and his image was a true testament of his love and commitment to you. 

“Jens, I don’t know what to say. I don’t want you to lose your job.” Jensen cupped your face, “Sweetheart, I’m not going to lose my job, I promise.” “What did she say when you told her?” “She said she was fine with going through with it. That she and Josh were in love and she wanted to marry him. I told her I wished her the best. She’s moving in with Josh today, and the kids are staying with me.” 

You smiled and kissed his lips, “I love you, Jensen.” He leaned in more, laying you back on the bed, “I love you too, sweetheart.”

“I better get dressed and back inside. We are telling the kids tonight before she leaves. It’s going to suck.” You touched his arm, “I know it is. Should I stay here or do you want me there, to help the kids?” “I’d love for you to be there, but I think it’s best if you stay here. Once she’s gone you can come in and we will help the kids together.”

You nodded, “Okay, Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it. My priority is you and the kids.” “I love you for that too. I’m sure if you were in there it would cause questions to come up that I’m not ready to answer.” As he started to climb out of the bed he stopped and looked at you, “Thank you for making me believe in love again. When she’s gone I want you to come into the house.” You nodded and he got up to get dressed. 

After he was gone you laid in the bed thinking about everything that has happened in your life since you met Jensen. You couldn’t believe how fast your life had changed. When you married Jeff you thought you were marrying the love of your life, but you were wrong. Being with Jensen was easy, and you felt things with him you hadn’t felt with anyone, even Jeff. You loved Jensen deeply, and you cared and loved his kids too. He and the kids were home. 

A few hours later you saw his wife leave with a suitcase. You sent Jensen a text.

You: Hey, let me know when you want me to come inside. I don’t want to intrude.

Jensen: You can come in. The kids took it better than I thought they would. There were some tears, but I think they knew it was coming. 

You: I’m glad it went better than you thought it would, I hate they felt it was coming, though. 

Jensen: Me too, now get your cute butt in here. 😙

You smiled and you put your phone away. Walking inside the house you weren’t sure what to expect. Jensen and the kids were sitting on the floor in the living room playing. You smiled when you saw the four of them. Jensen’s green eyes looked up at you with so much love. You bit your lip as you looked at him, and you blushed. 

“Ms. Y/N, mommy left again, she’s moving in with Uncle Josh. We’re going to stay here with daddy and you.” Jensen Jr said to you. “I heard, sweetie, and how does that make you feel?” You asked him. “I guess okay. I love mommy, but I know I get to see her still.” “Yes you do buddy, whenever you want,” Jensen said. 

You looked over at the girls, taking a seat on the floor, you asked them, “How are you two doing?” Jessica looked at you and you snuggled to your side, “I’m okay. I get to live with daddy and you. I love you Ms. Y/N.” You pulled her in your arms, “I love you too sweetheart, I love all of you very much.” Her big green eyes were wide, “Even daddy?” You smiled and nodded, “Yes, even your daddy.” 

Annie sat quietly. You looked at her and then at Jensen. You saw the concern etched in his face. “Annie, sweetie, are you okay?” Jensen asked. Annie looked up and tears were in her eyes. Jensen’s heart broke. She looked over at you and back at Jensen, you noticed her lower lip quivering. 

“Annie, it’s okay, baby. We’re here for you. Talk to us, so we can help you.” Jensen pleaded. The words were caught in her throat. Jensen scooped up his little girl and held her in his arms, tightly. You ushered the other two to their playroom, giving Annie and Jensen some privacy. 

You grabbed the door handle, about to walk outside, and Annie spoke up, “Ms. Y/N, please don’t go too.” You froze in place, turned around and said, “Sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere. I was just going outside so you and daddy could talk.” 

“I don’t want you to leave.” You walked over to her and Jensen and sat down, “Okay, sweetie, I’ll stay.” 

She gave you a slight smile. What she said next completely broke your’s and Jensen’s hearts. “Daddy, why doesn’t mommy love us anymore?” Jensen sat speechless for a minute, “Oh sweetie, mommy does love you and your brother and sister. Mommy and Daddy just don’t love each other enough anymore to stay married. That’s not going to change how either of us feel about you three. I promise you that.” 

She nodded and left the room. Jensen sat on the couch and let out a long sigh. “I guess I need to start telling family and friends, oh and my manager. This is going to go over so well,” Jensen said sarcastically. 

You rubbed his shoulder and took his hand, “Hey, I’m here for you, no matter what. I love you, remember?” He smiled, “Yeah, I remember, thank you baby.” He placed a soft kiss on your lips. 

Jensen stood and walked towards his office. He stopped and looked over at you and smiled. You gave him a soft smile back and nodded. He walked into his office and closed the door. 

Taking a deep breath you started to busy yourself around the house. Cleaning the kitchen and thinking about the future with Jensen and his kids. You knew you were in love with Jensen, and he was in love with you. Nothing else going on mattered, because you knew as long as the two of you had each other you could tackle the world. 

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[judysxnd]

Proofs that Pedro Pascal and Y/n Y/l/n are dating (part 2)

I think I could do this every week, like a series, I like the idea! But actually doing it, is something different, especially because I tend to lose it at some point and forget to publish or I don’t have time 🤷🏻‍♀️ also, if you have any ideas for those, because I am already running out of them but I like doing them.. so, I’m open! And for the last pic, I feel like he would do this face like a shocked face but funny, I don’t really know how to explain it 😂

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1) 12.04.2023, 3:57pm

A fan posted a video on Instagram. First we could see a woman, laughing with another person, another woman we assume. They were in a car. We can hear off camera “is that him?”, the other woman says yes, then turns the camera. Next to her car, there he was, Pedro. They were actually at a red light. He was driving. He did not see the women next to him yet. In the video, we could see another person next to him, but we don’t know who (yet). Then this person moves their position, lightly turning to the left, that’s when we see that it is actually Y/n Y/l/n, and that’s when she notices the woman filming them. At that moment, we could see that Pedro leaned a little towards y/n, but she pointed to the ladies before he could go further, which made him turn. He waved at them, but were quickly interrupted by a car honking at them. The light turned green. The video shows the car leaving. One woman said “what was he doing?” The other said “was he about to kiss her?”, then the video ends.

2) 14.04.2023, around 4pm

Pedro and y/n were seen leaving the gym together. Walking next to each other they were laughing a lot. Y/n was wearing a yellow sports bra and a dark grey short, holding a water bottle. Pedro was in shorts too and wearing his famous yellow lakers shirt, his shorts were also grey. They surprisingly had matching outfits.

3) 15.04.2023, 2:36am

Y/n posted a video on her story. She was in a club. The video started with her in a crowd, dancing. Next to her was a friend, coming to kiss her cheek for the video. Right behind y/n, a familiar face, Pedro Pascal. He absolutely did not see that y/n was making a video and was enjoying himself, dancing a little but mostly drinking his cocktail. Then y/n turned towards Pedro and said “say hi!”. As he didn’t hear her, he screamed “what?” Then looked at her phone. She came very close to him, whispering the same sentence to his ear. Then he came closer to the phone, looked straight at the camera, and said hi, and waved. “Who is it for?” He asked her. “I’m posting it on Instagram!” They looked at each other. He was giving her a look that said “that is not a good idea” and she gave him a look that said “I know but I’ll do it anyway”, then the video stopped as they were laughing.

4) 17.04.2023, 10am (ish)

Pedro and y/n were seeing grocery shopping together. Some fans posted pictures during the day, with the two of them together (and the fan of course). One fan stated that they saw Pedro kiss y/n’s forehead but there were no pictures nor videos.

5) 19.04.2023, 6:13pm

Pedro posted a video on his Instagram story. First we could see him, and we could see he was in a car, but not driving. Then, he turned the camera to his legs, and we could see a hand on his thigh. He moved the camera towards the driver, and it was y/n, looking ahead. When she saw that he was filming, she took her hand away, and put it in front of her mouth, pretending to be shocked. Then she smiled, her eyes switching from the road to the phone. Then Pedro turned the camera back to his face, making a weird shocking face before laughing. We could hear y/n laughing too. Then the video ended. Y/n reposted it on her story later too, adding : “got to give attention to my passenger princess”

[wyrmguardsecrets]

“WHAT KIND OF RIZZ DOES THIS MAN GOT?!” Crime/narcissist elf, you are so obvious.

You lovebomb. You target women who are by themselves, usually either no guild or small guild, and pounce with over-complimenting their mog/profile/character/art. I’ve seen it happen numerous times. You don’t know it, but I’ve been the one you tried it on at least four times now. I even know how to get you to do it you’ve hit on them so many damn times. Here’s proof!

The list?

Have a quel’dorei/ren’dorei/void elf model

Be female presenting

Have a profile. Any will do, just have glances/about/general first page.

Long hair, usually blonde or black, but I’ve seen him try to “rizz up” (harass) one of my red headed characters.

They can be level 10, level 70, doesn’t matter. He’ll go for anything really.

Be a cis female player. Important! He won’t be interested if you’re not cis. Everyone already knows he’s transphobic though.

And the most important category: Be alone. Don’t be surrounded by friends. If you’re by yourself, he feels safe enough to do his gross shit. He’s openly been disgusting about my characters before, and every word he says is creepy as hell. Oh and he admitted to drinking at like 10am my time (Toronto) which also fits bc narcissists are often alcoholics/addicts.

To the traumatized woman, as a traumatized person who is AFAB, his messages and ‘affection’ may seem like true interest! But it is not. He is a predator. Do not take his lovebombing for actual affection.

I don’t know what happens after the initial phase, but I can take a guess. He lovebombs for a while until he sees a new target and gets bored. He cheats, breaks the woman’s heart who he made believe they were special. Or, if the woman is lucky, she learns about him from good people who tell on his abusive ass.

Everyone knows what you are, narcissist elf. Everyone. Only the lonely cis women you go after don’t know.

.

[cindol]

PREGNANCY CRAVINGS! ```໒꒰ྀི ꩜ ᯅ ꩜; ꒱ྀི১

renji abarai x black fem reader

synopsis— renji deals with his woman’s pregnancy cravings and mood swings.

tw— pregnant reader, fluff,

At 3:AM he heard a whine erupt from his wife’s mouth. He tiredly rubbed his eyes leaning up next to her troubled face.”what’s up?” She had tears in her eyes even though she had just woken up.”hungry..”

Fully leaning up he took the red bonnet off his head.”what you in the mood to eat baby?” She huffed.”want some pickle with peanut butter spread on it and ice cream on the side..” he almost wanted to gag but nodded patting her head.”gonna get that right for you baby.”

Renji had gotten use to being more calm and patient with his wife ever since she was pregnant. Rukia and Orihime gave him lectures of pregnant women deserving the upmost respect and fragile care. To everyone’s surprise, he was slowly listening too. He hummed as he prepared her dish of a pickle with peanut butter on it and ice cream on the side in a bowl. He heard her whining loudly impatient.”it’ll be ready in a second baby!” He yelled loud enough in a rough voice for her to hear as he walked back to the bedroom and brought her the combination she desired in bed. He saw the happy smile that got on her face immediately once she took the bowl and crunched on the pickle with peanut butter then made a pout.”sorry for yellin’.. just hungry.” He just gives her a pat on the head then a kiss on the cheek not holding it against her.

At 10AM he knows all the pregnancy foods she’ll ask for in the morning, she was predictable at this point. As she came out whining like always she was surprised to see all her morning cravings laid out on the kitchen table. a warm smile was immediately on her face.”oh… you planned everything?” He just smiled nodded.”eat up your pregnancy breakfast baby.” He patted a chair he made comfortable just for her.

At 1PM he had lunch in the fridge. He noticed that she liked colder mixed food together so he had a bowl packed together in the fridge. He liked seeing the happy expression on his wife’s face as she ate the mixture.

At 6PM he would eat the same food she ate. Not wanting her to feel left out or feel like she was gross for having the cravings she was. They always spent time in their bed eating. He would make a grossed out look eating the same mixture of dinner she was eating.”don’t know how you eat this shit..” it made y/n giggle.

At 9PM y/n would be knocked out before renji in her own cozy comforter that he brought her knowing how bad he is at sharing a blanket. Tying on his bonnet he would sigh giving her a kiss on the forehead and heading off to sleep right after her.

[geminibsworld]

porn!star William bonney gets a new scene partner.

tags: no minors, smut, pure porn, fluff (lil bit), angst, daddy kink bc y not maybe some innocence obvi but ya

it's the summer of 1980, porn was the ultimate career that anyone could get settled in. especially, if you're hot. Paris, adjusted her white tank pulling it down hoping to impress someone. she sat in a kind of dingy office, many men and women were around her. Paris had never done anything like this before, in fact she was a virgin. but loads of other girls make money this way, and she's interested in trying something new.

"Paris Smith?" her name was called, she stood up and walked confidently towards the door. in she walked into a tan room, a woman and a man sat in there.

she noticed a camera behind them, as she sat on the couch nervous. she picked at her nails, staring at them, they were talking about her.

"alright, sweetheart," the man spoke, he looked young. he was beautiful, blue eyes, long wavy hair, and the prettiest pink plump lips.

"lemme see your tits, baby," his voice interrupted, she took off her shirt. the man and the girl both looked at each other. his face, with a smirk.

"those are real right?" the woman asked, writing something down. Paris nodded her head before speaking.

"yes ma'am, I've had no work done," Paris smiled, quickly. the man nodded slowly.

"got some nice legs," he mumbled," take em off for me. real slow." his eyes pouring into hers. the woman was writing stuff down, watching you through her glasses at the top while the man never took his eyes off of her.

she turned around unbuttoned her shorts, before bending over and pulling them down, slowly. she turned her head to look at them, the man was admiring her almost. he thought she was gorgeous, how'd she get here? her tan skin dark against the white panties she had on, a pink bow sat on top of her panties, they were high cut. he shook his head looking down at the paper.

-tan

-young

-blonde

he only had three notes about this girl. he nodded at the woman next to him. she nodded, a tight lip smile.

"we'll call you,"

☆

she huffed on her cigarette, anxiously waiting for the call. it's been three days, she wanted to know what was going on. something, anything. the phone rang, she ran towards the kitchen grabbing the yellow phone off the wall her hair flying.

"hello?" she asked, hopeful but nervous.

"Hi, is this Paris smith?" a woman asked, sounding cheerful.

"yes, ma'am. can I ask who this is?" Paris asked, chewing the inside of her cheek.

"yes this is, Karen. we met the other day," she started, "I wanted to contact you to let you know we've made a decision. "

"oh okay," Paris gulped, she wanted this.

"we've decided to take you on! you'll be with the man you met the other day. he'll be your scene partner most of the time. they call him, billy the kid. ya know the cowboy?" she laughed, shuffling playing in the background. Paris grinned, and did a small happy dance before responding.

"okay, awesome, when do I start?" Paris asked, trying not to sound too happy. that man she met the other day, made her feel some type of way plus he was hot.

"hold on, sweetheart. I have to get you introduced, a solo scene or two," Karen said, chewing on a piece of gum now.

"okay," she gulped now nervous, she's never done anything like this before. she's a virgin and and she's never touched herself so she can't imagine, she was fine because sex looked easy but that's different being on her own.

"so william, aka billy, is thirty years old okay? hope you don't mind too much, he was quite fond of you," Paris blushed, she thought he was her age.

"you've had sex before right?" Karen asked, Paris looked around before nodding.

"yes maam," Paris mumbled into the phone. Karen was sitting in the same room with William, he was listening to their conversation. he smirked, he knew she was a virgin.

'liar' he mouthed at Karen, she rolled her eyes ignoring him.

"okay sweetheart, come in tomorrow at 10am and we'll talk okay,"

☆

Paris stood outside at a cheap motel, she grimaced to herself and looked around. hookers and drug deals all around her, she felt excited and it was only ten am. she double checked the paper that had the address and room number on it, she looked around before walking to the left side checking a few doors before climbing the stairs and finding the room. before she could knock, a naked girl ran out bawling her eyes, holding her clothes close to her chest. her eyes in shock as she looks inside a film crew and a bed, was really that was in there. she gulped feeling nervous, then seeing him. he smiled a welcoming smile before saying,"hope you're not taking her place yet, you ain't ready for this honey," he rasped, he wanted to see her reaction. she gulped, blinking her eyes slowly looking away. he laughed, her cheeks felt warm.

"you don't know what I'm ready for actually," Paris snapped, feeling annoyed this man is undermining her.

"ooh did I upset you?" he stood tall over her, she just now noticed he was shirtless, his chest and arms toned with a perfect size waist. her eyes searched his face before looking at his chest, again.

"no,-" before she could finish, she bumped into the bed and fell. she looked up at him, he crouched slowly not breaking eye contact.

"no, what?" he asked, brows furrowed slightly, his gaze seemed softer as he reached out to touch her hair. two fingers grabbed the ends pulling gently, then letting go.

"oh my God you're here! William leave that poor girl alone, you're not workin with her just yet," Karen walked up to her grabbing her hand and pulling her to the small bathroom.

Paris' cheeks were red, and William knew it. he smirked to him, watching her long legs take her away. she caught a quick glance, back at him. his eyes racking her body, before their eyes met and the bathroom door shutting.

"put on this white set, goes with your innocence then when you're done come out and we'll decide if you need some make up," Karen said eyeing her, "by the looks of you though, we won't need it,"

Karen shut the door behind her, leaving Paris alone. her long wavy honey locks reached her mid back, she looked at herself in the mirror feeling nervous and scared. she swallowed the feeling as her heart thumped hard in her chest. she sliding off her shorts then her tank top, sliding off panties. luckily she wore no bra, she slid the new white panties up her legs. high cut. she thought, she put the white lacy bra on. she noticed pink bows on the waist band, and in between the cups. Paris noticed how the white looked against her tan skin, she loved how it made her look. she grinned, looking at herself in the mirror. she turned around flipping her hair over her shoulder, she looked at her back and down. she looked hot, she thought.

a knock on the door, interrupted her. she opened it, Karen grinned and whistled slightly.

"you look so beautiful, doesn't she boys?" she pulled her out by her frail hand, Paris giggled as Karen spun her around. the men nodded, but William did nothing. he stared at her, before swallowing and looking away. Paris was kind of disappointed, she felt hot she wanted to know she looked hot.

"alright, let's see what you got. just touch yourself, and look at the camera okay? look pretty, and have fun." Karen led Paris to the bed, different sheets lay on the bed with different blankets. a white silk sheet, Paris crawled on the bed sitting on her calves. she watched as William stood farthest away, still sneaking glances.

"will is gonna watch, since he'll be your partner for the most part, and but if you want him to leave, just say so. you're the boss," Karen said, close to Paris, tapping her shoulder comfortingly.

"alright, andddd action!" Paris frozen but nodding to herself, she laid down on her chest on the bed. propping her ass up, arching her back. Paris flipped her hair to the side, before rolling over to her back. one of the cameramen picked up another camera getting a different angle, scanning down her body. she stared straight at the camera, she smirked biting her lip sliding her hand down to between her thigh whimpering touching herself ever so slightly. Paris sat up slowly, bending over her cheek laid on the pillow, her ass and pussy facing the camera, as she began rubbing herself. she was so into it, she didn't know what was going on. tom watched as she shamelessly rubbed her pussy, his cock hardened at the sight. what a star, he thought. he watched as Paris slid her panties down her legs, the other camera getting a close up as she ran her fingers between her wet folds. she moaned before sticking in one small finger gasping before doing another. William watched as his dick felt like it was about to explode. wet sounds squishing as she plunged her small fingers in and out of her, her body lay flat as she clawed at her tits. she cried out, pulling her now soaked fingers into her mouth sucking on them. she winked into the camera before their eyes met, her mischievous grin dropped and her cheeks turned before Karen handed her a robe covering her. everyone else started talking, looking at footage, or taking a smoke break.

"I can't believe I did it," Paris giggled to Karen as they smoked outside, the robe fell off of her shoulder before william walked out. he gestured for Karen to leave as paris' hair blew in the wind as she watched the palm trees blow around. the sky was Grey and the ocean wrecked the sand. Paris smiled at the view, before she noticed Karen wasn't there. william sat next to her, staring out.

"pretty ain't it?" his voice deep, Paris nodded.

"listen honey, If we're gonna work together I'm gonna need you to stop playing this nervous act. you can be innocent or whatever but we're gonna have to be cool before your pretty self sits on my cock," he sighed, looking over at her. she snapped her head towards him, he shrugged.

"I'm just sayin, honey," Paris was upset. how could be such an asshole? she thought, or well she thought she was thinking.

"I'm not the asshole, I'm being realistic. it may be porn but I try to enjoy it and you should too." william snapped, Paris scoffed. William looked over at Paris with a look of disgust.

"then why the hell was that girl crying when I got here?" Paris crossed her arms over her chest, Williams eyes went down to her perfect tits before laughing.

"because of an orgasm, I gave her. fucked her, stretched her, tasted her, she came everytime. the last time she started crying her eyes out saying,' I can't, no more,' " he rolled her eyes, shrugging, "one day soon that'll be you,"

"you won't be able to make me cum," she spat at him, brows furrowed as she puts out her cigarette smashing it into the metal fence.

"and for the record, I'm doing this for money. not for pleasure," she said, bitterly. William sucked in a breath before stepping over to her, towering over her small frame. she stood stall, not faltering. he smirked down at her, his hands gently reaching for the belt around her robe before pulling it open. the robe exposed her perfect body, she gasped trying to close it before william held it wide open only towards him though.

"I'll show you pleasure, babygirl," his voice rough and deep, "and you'll still get that money, maybe even more. I'll show ya how it's done," his eyes racked her body, over and over. taking in every detail.

he closed her robe back up, her mouth agape at him. he grinned, before saying, "baby, close your mouth before I close it for you," he laughed in her face, turning to walk away before saying,"you're a real star, by the way,"

☆

"I can't believe him! of course, he's just a cocky asshole," Paris groaned into her bed, her roommate laughed.

"emphasis on cock, girl you're lucky. I've seen a couple of his films, and he is good. you can tell it's real," her friend, Rachel, grinned mischievous. Paris sighed, sitting up. maybe she should watch something of his so she knows what to expect?

"do you still have those films?" Rachel smirked, giggling.

"yes girl! they're hot as hell, here I'll get em," Paris sat up, her shorts wedging slightly and her big tshirt falling off her shoulder. Paris laid on her stomach waiting for Rachel, she thought about William. he was so hot, but twelve years older. Paris is freshly eighteen, it's a bit weird, but at least it's legal. she couldn't help but laugh out loud at her thoughts as Rachel entered.

"alright girl, I got billy the man and cowboy, which one?" Paris thought about it, cowboy seemed good to her but so did billy the man.

"you pick, you've seen em," she shrugged, Rachel nodded putting in a vhs. the screen went blue before turning black, then it opened to a scene.

william was in a bar, he was dressed as a cowboy. tight blue button up, with tight brown pants with cowboy boots, and a hat. Paris watched as he threw back a shot before the bar tender asked, "what else you'll be having?" it was a woman, she wore her dress low with heavy make up and big hair.

"you," suddenly William grabbed the woman and picked up the woman, as she placed kisses on his neck. he carried her over to a booth as he laid her down on her stomach, he yanked up her dressed before crouching down. he spread her cheeks open, before spitting on her pussy. he then quite literally devouring her, his tongue swirling around her clit, sucking on it, back to swirling his tongue up and down she pressed herself down on him. he spanked her, hard.

"mhm, no," he mumbled into her, pulling away. her moans and whimpers stop, as he pulls himself out of his pants.

"he's huge, rachel," Paris gaped, Rachel laughed clapping her hands. Paris watched as he fucked the shit out of that woman, she was screaming and clawing at him before he grabs her wrists planting them above her head. he leaned down to the woman's ear, whispering.

"such a fucking slut, you like that?" he plunged into her from the back, her screams loud as william moans.

"fuck, suck me now," he breathed, pulling out her hole clenching one last time.

Paris couldn't help but think about the aching feeling between her thighs. she was soaking, so wet than she'd ever been. surely, soaking through her shorts. she crossed her legs, rubbing her thighs against her heat. she couldn't help but wish that was her. the woman swallowed his largely endowed member almost all the way, she watched as William through his head back in pleasure. eyes screwing shut, as he came into her mouth. he pulled out of her mouth, a string of cum following.

then it ended, Paris knew she was fucked. she was so horny, she told her roommate she was going to bed before turning on the other film and touching herself. she came several times that evening, she washed her sheets and took a shower.

☆

she was at a party hosted by the industry, she walked in a tight short black dress, and some heels. music bumped, people were doing coke, smoking weed, or just simply having a good time. Paris sat in the corner, before she noticed a man coming up to her.

"hey, I'm jessie," his southern accent smooth, she nodded and shook his hand that he put out almost instantly.

"paris," she nodded, she sipped her champagne looking around for anyone or anything.

"I love your new tape, you're gonna be a star," Jessie said, closer to her. Paris gulped, extremely anxious.

"yeah, she is a star." Paris knew that voice, it was him. she watched as Jessie nodded before walking away, Paris scoffed grabbing another glass downing it.

"woah, slow down, baby," william laughed, she glared at him. of course, he came over to be an asshole.

"why did you come over here?" Paris quipped at him, he shrugged grabbing a glass of champagne and sipping on it. his blue green eyes racking her up and down. he wanted to tease her.

"oh no reason, you look good tonight. not as innocent of course. white is more your color," he smirked, stepping closer. Paris looked up at him, smirking. two can play at that game she thought.

"yeah, well, billy the man, you look good as a cowboy," her pink lips etched into a grin, his knees felt weak. he arched up one eyebrow.

"why do you think I said you look good in white?" he asked her, his fingers gently touching her brushing her hair out of the way. his fingers touched her colar bone, chills appeared on her skin. she looked down, before gulping and replying.

"I've seen why they call you billy the man, and let's just say, I touched myself to you and creamed everywhere," she smirked at him, his dick hardened, as her panties filled. she cleared her throat, stepping back from william. the rock music played, lowly. the party had died down, they both didn't even notice, william, grabbed Paris pulling her away.

"where are we going?" Paris asked, nervously william ignored her. pulling her into a broom closet. he pushes her upgainst the wall, she gasps. her back to the wall as William stood over her. looking down, his eyes much darker.

"to show me, what'ya got," he leans down and kisses her, his lips enveloping her into him. her hands unsure where to go, slowly going up his chest, william impatiently places her hands up in his long wavy hair. his hands racking up her body, pushing up her dress, his toned arms picking up her from under her thighs shoving her deeper into the wall. she moaned into him as he started sucking on her neck, licking, and kissing. she cried out, he placed a hand over her mouth.

"shhh, be quiet, honey," he grinded, into her. she soaked against his crotch. surely leaving a wet spot on his pants, william didn't care. he wanted to feel her.

he grinded his hardened self into her, she threw her head back in pleasure whimpering into his ear, he moaned quietly. no girl ever made me feel like this and he wasn't even inside of her.

"fuck, baby, so wet for me." he rubbed her clit, her juices coating his fingers, he rubbed with his two fingers, in circles wanting her to cum.

"fuck, will- " he stopped her placing a hand over her mouth, "daddy, I want you to call me daddy,"

Paris suddenly feel like she couldn't control herself anymore. her eyes rolled in the back of her head, as she shook and clenched around nothing. he pulled her hand out of her panties, pulling his fingers into his mouth sucking her juices off holding eye contact.

"that was easy," he mumbled into her ear, amusement in his voice. he sat her down, before looking down at his pants, a wet spot right on his crotch. he didn't care, he honestly wanted to inhale the scent. Paris sat there unsure of what to do, clearing her throat. he planted a wet kiss to the side of her head. she shook her head.

"what about you?" she asked,quietly. he smirked, laughing.

"what about me? you want my dick in your mouth that bad?" he asked, scanning over her body again walking slowly towards her. her back hit the wall, again. she looked up at him, nodding.

"well, I came. do you not need to?" she asked, almost innocently. Williams cock was hard, too hard. he did need to cum, but he'll save it for their scene together.

"nah, I'm good,thank you though," he smiled quickly opening the door, he stopped. Paris peaked around seeing, Karen. fuck, they both thought.

Karen had her arms crossed, with a annoyed look on her face. it was obvious things happened between the two, no doubt.

"seriously? can't keep your dick in your pants for five fucking minutes?" Karen spat, then looking at Paris before sighing.

"come on, let's get you home. will, you and I will have to talk."

☆

"save it for the cameras," Karen crossed her arms, "seriously. you don't need feelings getting involved,"

William scoffed, rolling his eyes before puffing on his cigarette. Karen stared at him disappointment, and slightly disgust.

"she's fine, we were just having a bit of fun," he didn't make eye contact with her, Karen groaned at him.

"she's young, will! she's practically a child who just so happens to be of legal age. you all have different mindsets, she's eighteen and you are a literal grown man. she is your scene partner, not your own flesh light." Williams nostrils flared, smashing his cigarette into the railing.

"oh my god, all you ever do is complain! she's young and? I was helping her out, is all. she threw herself at me, and yeah. I was into it, " william seethed stepping towards Karen, her back pressed against the railing, the salty air blowing.

"but, maybe I started it and I wanted it, wanted more." Karen pushed him back, glaring hard at him.

"save it for the fucking cameras or else," Karen walked away, her tight bun becoming unraveled slightly, her cotton blue suit feeling tighter than normal.

☆

Paris was mad at William, she could've lost her job. she got $75 for her solo scene which is the most they give out at the time, she was satisfied with herself. she was cleaning the apartment, music played as she danced around the apartment. the phone rang, she ran into the kitchen grabbing it.

"hello?" she asked, it was quite till she heard him .

"hey honey, I need you today," william spoke, she rolled her eyes.

"for work?" she asked, william chuckled.

"yes, doll. Karen told me to call for her," Paris felt unsure, what if he was just tricking her.

"can I talk to karen?" she asked, almost embarrassed.

he scoffed before replying, "you don't trust me honey,?"

before she got to reply, she heard Karen's voice. she felt better knowing she was talking to karen about work rather than him.

"hey sweetheart I'm sorry it's so short notice but I need you to be here within the hour, come to this address okay?" Paris nodded writing down the address, nervousness bubbling in her. she was finally going to fuck billy the man. Paris felt like her heart was going go explode out of her chest in the back of the taxi. her nails pressing into her palms as hard as she could, her jaw was clenched and she stared out of the window. she passed palm tree after palm tree, looking out at the beach. the taxi came to a stop, they were at the beach entrance. her eye brows furrowed.

"we're here," the driver spoke, gruffly eyeing her from the rear view mirror. she handed him a twenty, before stepping out. the taxi pulled off fast, her sundress moving around her thighs. she walked down to the entrance, her flip flops covered in the hot sand. she couldn't help but smile at the salty air. the sun was beating down on her, she kept walking till she spotted Karen of course yelling at William.

"where is she!? the hour is almost up!" Karen looked so anxious and stressed, Paris sped up her walking speed.

"we have to start shooting, william, and if she's not here I'll have to call someone else," Karen frantically, swung her hands around as William turned out. his brows furrowed from the sun, he smirked at Paris. her dress was see through in the sun.

"hey good lookin," he called to Paris, karen screamed excitedly.

"you're here! fuck, go put on this suit okay? there's a small out house over there, we have to start shooting, like now! now go!" she shoved a red one piece bathing suit in paris' hands. it looked like the baywatch suits, Paris had always dreamed about being one of those girls. Paris nodded walking off, taking a quick glance at William. he was shirtless with short swim shorts on, his tan skin glistening, his broad shoulders, toned arms and chest. Paris quickly turned around meeting Williams eyes. he winked back at her, she could feel her cheeks heat up as she scurried off towards the outhouse. she pulled open the curtains, slipping her dress down her shoulders to over her hips to down at her feet. she slipped off her panties, sliding on suit. it fit her like a glove, and gave her breasts a push up look. the red suit extremely high cut, with her whole ass out. she couldn't help but feel extremely exposed, no one was at the beach where they were at but still. she felt nervous.

she picked up her panties and dress, walking out. she held her clothes in front of her, knowing her ass was out she wanted to feel covered a bit more. she walked over to the rest of the crew, william was the first to notice her but didn't say anything.

"you ready sweetheart? alright, so you're a life guard and william is.. a beach goer," Karen said, hesitantly.

"wait, isn't a cowboy like his thing?" Paris, asked her brows furrowing in confusion.

"baby, I'm all kinds of things," he laughed, Karen shook her head as Paris still looked confused.

"we wanted to try a different scene, see how yall both do," Karen smiled, rubbing paris' arm before loudly yelling, "let's get this show on the road people,"

Paris wanted to scream, or drown herself in the ocean. she could not believe this was happening, she stood in the water with her toes in the sand as William laid down on a towel. she was supposed to approach him, and start the scene. she was so nervous, but yet so excited.

"and, action!" a voice called out, two cameras from a far and another cameraman behind her scanning her face and body. she walked towards william was, he laid there with his eyes closed hands on his stomach. the cameraman followed closely behind her making sure to catch an angle of her ass and in between her legs. she cleared her throat at William, he peaked an eye at her open.

"sir, no sleeping on the beach," she said, standing a top of him. his blue eyes opened, a playful grin on his face. he chuckled at Paris, he sat up on his elbows.

"oh yeah? what are you gonna do about it, life guard?" he asked, a playful smirk on his lips.

Paris gulped, before responding.

"I could write you up?" Paris suggested, william laughed standing up.

"or we could forget it ever happened," he suggested, lowly. she looked up at him as his fingers traced her thighs, right up by her hip bones. she shuddered, william leaned down to her ear.

"I can't wait to finally feel you," he said, too low for anyone to hear but him and her. she gasped before william placed a wet hungry kiss to her parted lips, his tongue slipped in as she remembered what he liked. she kissed him back with the same energy, slipping her fingers in his waves. her tongue traced his tongue as his hands roamed her body, kneading her ass flesh to her back, to finally her tits. his thumb softly rubbing her hardened nipple, she let out a little whimper as william leaned down to her ear licking her ear lobe then his tongue tracing down to a spot below her ear. she moaned tugging on his hair. his left hand slowly went down her body, rubbing her. she threw her head back, moaning. william licked down her chest pulling her straps down, exposing her tan breasts her pink nipples hard against the salty cool air. she sucked in her breath, as william took a nipple into his mouth. she whimpered, this time she felt herself pooling in the suit. she looked at william with pleading eyes , his eyes met hers as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her onto the towel down with him.

Paris was so horny and william was full on teasing her, he had barely touched her as she was a moaning wet mess. william laid down on his back, pulling Paris on top of him. he groaned as she straddled him, she moaned feeling him against her.

"forgot about that write up huh?" he asked, his voice low a smirking playing at his mouth. she grinded against him, as billy looked up at her. he bit his lip, before pulling her lips to him again.

"mhm, slide your suit over baby," he said against her mouth, her hand slid down pulling her suit over. Williams hand played with her clit, rubbing in circles with his thumb while his other hand pulled himself out.

"you're gonna ride me baby, wanna see them pretty tits bounce," he said, she nodded. preparing herself as she placed herself on top of his tip, she was soaked no doubt but william was huge. her roommate said he looked about 9 or 10 inches. she gulped at the thought, she slid down him slowly. William groaned, loudly.

"s-shit, so fuckin tight," he mumbled, his eyes closing. Paris was in pain, but soon as she took him all in and adjusted he hit this spot. he felt her clench around him, he couldnt help but smile.

"so easy," he mumbled, as he wrapped his arms around Paris lifting his hips up taking over. his arms wrapped around her waist as her plowed into her, she screamed as william hit her g spot over and over.

"fuck, baby, you feel too fuckin good," he moaned into her neck, she threw her head back lost in euphoria. her juices coated his cock, dripping. William had lost himself in her, listening to her moans and whimpers. he quickly flipped them both over so he was top, pulling her legs above her head, he grabbed both her wrists pulling them above her head.

"want daddy to keep fucking you, honey?" he asked, pulling out teasing between her wet swollen folds. Paris felt like her body was on fire, she felt tired from cumming so much but she wanted to show she could do it.

"yes daddy, please, keep fucking me. I need to feel all of you," she moaned, william groaned before shoving all of himself into her at once. she cried out, her eyes closing. he let go of her wrists grabbing her jaw, her lips puckering.

"fuckin look at me while you take my dick," her eyes wide, tears brimming as william plunged into her over and over. she moaned loudly, william held her face, noticing her eyes watering.

"yeah, take it, baby. you gonna cum for daddy again?" his hand played with her clit while he fucked her. she felt all of him, she was losing her mind.

"yes daddy," his hand on her throat, applying slight pressure as he moaned into her.

"oh fuck, not gonna last much longer with you saying all that," Paris cried out, as william picked up his pace. yanking her on hips as he slammed into her, her legs wrapping around his tight waist. his large calloused hands under her back pulling her close, her head hung back mouth a gape. William moaned, as he became sloppy yet still quick. he pulled out, finishing on her naked body spread out all over. on her tits, stomach, and right above her swollen pussy.

william was out of breath, standing up before helping Paris up. Karen rushed over with a robe, before paris' legs shook so much she had to be steaded into william. Williams arms grabbed her, a laugh erupting from his lips. Paris' skin pink and sweaty, her hair a mess, her lips swollen but william thought she looked beautiful still. Karen placed the silky robe around her shoulders, Paris felt like she was going to fall over.

"wow, will, you really got her," Karen laughed, as Paris giggled quietly. william laughed, picking up the red suit. following behind the girls, william couldn't help but think about Paris. she seemed so innocent yet so sure of herself.

"how about we go and celebrate yalls first scene?" Paris drank a water bottle, slipping on her dress forgetting her panties. she didn't know where they went, she didn't know william had taken them.

[beardeddetectivepaper]

Finally, we have more info on the Palestinian men who were abducted, stripped, and (for at least 7 men) executed:

Yesterday, Israeli forces stormed the northern Beit Lahia neighborhood at 10am, ordering residents to come down from their buildings and surrender. The soldiers then ordered the women and children to go to Jabalia and Kamal Adwan Hospital. They also took the elderly men for interrogation, before telling them to follow the women.

“A neighbour of ours, a 58-year-old man, who was the director of a UNRWA school, they took him with the young men. They stripped them and took pictures, they tied them up. And they put them in their trucks and took them near the coastline,” a witness said.

The men were then lined up on the coastline and left in the cold for “14-15 hours”. Some were interrogated and some were “beaten and insulted”

Some of the abductees were then put in a truck & returned to Beit Lahia in the early morning hours, according to the resident. Others remain missing.

- @let'stalkpalestine

[meowzfordayz]

when they're athletes — shinobu, kyojuro, sanemi, giyuu

Author’s Note: disclaimer that ~my sport (growing up) was gymnastics 😅, but heyyy my ex played basketball?! 🤪

when they’re athletes — shinobu, kyojuro, sanemi, giyuu

Kocho Shinobu x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader

Word Count: ~1,300

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

Suggestion Fulfilled: Imagine Sanemi, Giyuu, Kyojuro, Shinobu (but really you can imagine whoever) being really good at sports while in school/university, so good they're probably popular af and team captain. I imagine Shinobu and Kyojuro playing baseball, Giyuu playing basket and Sanemi playing soccer hehe I love the idea of a s/o being there to support them, maybe someone that's not as talented/popular (cheesy but I'm a sucker for clichés) who gets embarrassed when they win a match and just run to them to kiss them in front of everyone! 

~faqs, image~

I ended up choosing diff sports than the prompt suggested, mostly bc Idk a lot about a lot of sports 💀

Anywho-

Onward! 😆

(college au btw)

Diver ?? 💧

Lokwey struggling to think of a sport where you can be both short + weak 🫠

No hate to Shinobu, but it’s literally canon that she isn’t ~especially strong 😅

That being said, she’s so elegant and precise and fast

+ brave, so she would totally be awesome w/ 10m (33ft) diving 😍

You go to all of her meets, and only feel a lil envious when she waves @ you from the bubbling warmth of the hot tub

Like, do you feel like flinging yourself off a 10am platform?

No 💀

But do you wanna join her in the hot tub?

YES 😌

You’d also be 100% willing to pat her down w/ a fluffy towel in between each incredible dive 🙃

You’re her #1 photographer/videographer

She uses your vids to study her form + improve her technique

Her coach has actually patted you on the back before 👍

“Thank you [y/n], Shinobu’s lucky to have you!”

11/10 Shinobu (lovingly) embarrasses you whenever she makes it on the podium

Heart hands in your direction, and your direction only 🫶

Will shout your name if it’s a smaller meet 🗣

There’s no escaping the swivel of amused, endeared glances 🫣

“THAT’S MY WONDERFUL PARTNER!” 🗣🗣🗣

Bonus? She def has a towel w/ your face on it

Will occasionally make a (subtle) show of patting her breasts + butt (w/ aforementioned towel, ofc) 😇

#fuuuck 😏

—I’ll actually do baseball hcs for Kyojuro, bc Ik ~stuff about baseball (I think) ⚾️

You have a poster that consists only of photos of his ass in his scrumptious baseball uniform 😌

Do you bring it to every game?

Maybe

Do you receive glares from parents w/ young children?

Yes 😬

Do you care?

Not particularly 😃

Kyojuro pretends to be embarrassed, but he’s also totally pouted post-game about, “While I appreciate my favorite person attending my game, where was my favorite poster?” 😭

If he’s invited somewhere post-game, then he always invites you to join

Do his teammates tease him?

Of course 😆

Does he mind?

Not at all❣️

Do you mind?

A little, but it’s hard to feel too self-conscious when he’s squished happily and hot into your side, one hand feeding you fries off his plate, the other intertwined sweaty and content w/ yours 🍟😋

Kyojuro 11/10 has a fanclub (not started by him, but by the swarm of—mostly—women who religiously attend his games)

Surprisingly (bc let’s be positive for these hcs lol), they’re relatively accepting and supportive of you

Sure, you might be known as Kyojuro’s Partner™ (nobody’s bothered to learn your name)

After all, they’re there to see him, not you 🤪

But w/ the constant grins, waves, hearts, and winks directed toward you (by him) throughout his games, it’s impossible to deny the position you hold in his life ❤️‍🔥

And his fans would rather be on his good side aka respect you than upset him

When you’re absent from a game, he’ll more often than not be asked, “Kyojuro !!!!! Where’s your partner ????? Are they okay?! Tell them to feel better soon!” 🥺

Bonus? He likes when you smack his butt and leave your handprints in the dirt and dust on his pants 😂🥰

GYMNAST

—I am biased (as an ex gymnast heh), albeit men’s gymnastics is pretty diff from women’s

—But come on 😤

—The man already goes practically shirtless in canon, so why not have him do a sport where he can still be mostly shirtless ????? 🤠

Sanemi’s tough, fearless to the point of recklessness (thank fuck for his strict, supportive coaches), and muscular af

Absolutely an all-arounder

He’s got the power for vault and floor, the strength for rings, the precision and agility for parallel bars and high bar, and the balance for pommel horse — plus #endurance for days

Prob excels a tad more on vault, floor, p bars, and high bar (more dynamic/high energy), but he’s still ART to watch on any event 😍

Could care less about his scores — he just wants to have fun doing dangerous stuff 😎

Ofc, he’d be pissed if he lost by a slim margin 😑

But if he obvi won or obvi lost, then he’s more chill

Like: “Cool, what’s next?”

Makes him enjoyable to watch bc he focuses primarily on performing entertaining/thrilling routines

Not a stress ball about results or perfection

When he does win a medal/trophy, he gives it to you for safe keeping 🏆🥇🥈🥉

If you don’t want it, then he offers it to someone else from the meet that he admired

“Awesome double double on floor bro”

“Sick landing on vault dude”

“Your flexibility is insane”

—How realistic is his offering-his-medal/trophy-to-another-competitor? Not super realistic (at all 😆), but it’s the thought that counts, and this is fanfiction teehee

LOVES bringing you to the gym

If you’re also a gymnast, then he totally tries to teach you men’s skills, and ~demands to be taught women’s skills

Is salty af when they’re much harder than he anticipated 😒

If you’re not a gymnast, then he’s surprisingly patient w/ you

Is happy to teach you basic skills, or just set up a cozy, safe spot for you to watch him practice 🤍

Will occasionally pretend to fall/mess up bc he lowkey adores you fussing over him

If it will get him kisses, then he does not care about maintaining his angry, buff facade 😌

On that note, his teammates know better than to even fake flirt w/ you

Sanemi will legit growl

And if his shirt was on before, well, now it’s off 😶

And his abdominals, pectorals, everything are no joke 😵‍💫

On the flip side, you don’t have to worry too much about ppl fawning over him (despite his looks + constantly breaking university records w/ his scores), bc 99% of the time he’s so damn glower-y/unapproachable 💀

Bonus? When they get too thick, he lets you pick off his callouses #oddly satisfying 😂

Dancer

—I was originally going to do Rock Climber!Giyuu hcs, but decided I shouldn’t indulge myself too much 😅 (I rock climb 🧗🏻‍♀️)

From tap to jazz to hip-hop, salsa, and a lil bit of ballet, Giyuu’s fluent in most genres of dance 🕺🩰

Even w/ niche genres, he’s able to learn combinations fairly quickly

Doesn’t consider himself particularly ~swaggy, but you swear he slips into a diff persona when he’s on stage

Aka, he’s 110% swaggy 😎

Joined the university dance team as a freshman, and was co captain by sophomore yr 👌

Ironically shy about dancing in ~general public, but encourages you to let loose when you go clubbing

He swears you’re better (at dancing) than him, but you suspect that has something to do w/ how most of your dancing together involves grinding 🫢 (as well as adorable dancing-in-the-kitchen-@-2am 💙)

That being said, if a dance circle forms, and you ~gently push him into the center (while ignoring his look of betrayal ☹️), then he will be devastatingly smooth and beautiful w/ whatever move he pulls off 😍

Has been scouted by professional dance companies, but is committed to finishing his degree first

Your future matters to Giyuu as much as his own, and signing professionally would be a huge change + opportunity that he isn’t willing to make/take unless you’re on board 🥺

And dw, he would never resent you if you weren’t ready

As much as he loves dancing, he cherishes you equally — prob more 🥰

Doesn’t mind ~intimate dances, but communicates openly and immediately w/ you about them

He doesn’t want you to get the wrong idea about the months long project he’s working on that involves him shirtless ~most of the time 🙃

And he highly values your opinion, so including you in choreography sessions, rehearsals, etc is special to him ���

Doesn’t like using social media himself, but is totally comfortable w/ you running his Instagram 📱

You always choose the best photos from photoshoots, treat his followers to the occasional thirst post 🤤 (that only you, his dear partner, could ever come up w/), and reading NSFW DMs from random ppl in his inbox somehow makes him adore you more 😆💘

Bonus? He’ll frequently drape his dance team jacket across your shoulders — he appreciates knowing you’re warm AND wearing his name 😇

[bratdykebarbie]

visiting some tumblr friends (the girl I met up w/ last summer 🍊 & her gf 🐝) 💖

and I got fucked & bred twice before 10am today 🥰🥰🥰

🍊 fucked me first and the whole time she was whining “you’re such a good girl, you’re so warm, you’re so soft, you feel so good, you take Mommy’s cock so well” and giggling at my whiny squeaky lil noises 🥺 and it was so so nice, it felt so so so good 🥵

they both just cuddled me for a lil bit after that, and at some point 🐝 asked me “do you wanna get filled up again?” which made my brain short circuit

and then when 🐝 fucked me she stretched me outttttttt, it took a minute to get comfortable but once she loosened me up a little it was 🥵🥵🥵

that was the closest I’ve ever experienced to someone making me cum w/o the vibe, her fucking me slow and stretching me out, then picking up the pace and pounding me harder & the way she was grinding against my clit perfectly while fucking me 🥺🥺🥺

so yeah anyway 💖 I love dykery 💖 I love fucking/being fucked by beautiful women 💖 I love letting go of inhibitions about my body and my sexuality and letting myself experience pleasure 💖 I love being a sweet lil pet and a pretty lil cumdump and a cute lil slut for gorgeous girls 💖 I love being a chew toy for dykes 💖 I love getting fucked nasty and bred like a gutter slut and then kissed on the forehead and held tight 💖

hope y’all are having a good week!!! 🥰

[k-slla]

To the Sky

A/n: This is my first square filled on @jacklesversebingo 🎉 aand I got bit carried away with that😅

Word count: ~3.4k

Square used: Tonight by R3YAN & BLVKES (prompt will be in bold)

This was requested by @alternativeprincess94 ( I hope you'll like it💖)

Could you do a smut where the reader has had enough of hearing Jensen brag on making all the lady’s have orgasms and she said that he can’t do it over FaceTime and when he comes home he proves her wrong but she completely forgot about the conversation they had please

originally sent to @cevansbaby-dove

Warnings: 18+ONLY, language, fingering, oral(m receiving), breeding kink (i think, but including this just in case), face fucking, DOM! Jensen, unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it!), overstimulation(kind of), bit of angst and fluff

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ENJOY!

I was sitting in a diner on my lunch break and I was extremely bored waiting for my food to arrive so I decided to FaceTime Jensen. I know it's like 10am in Vancouver where he was currently filming Supernatural, and it's Saturday morning, but that didn't stop me. If I had to wake up early to go to work, I'm waking him up too. He always does the same to me, so tit for tat.

I started call and he didn't pick up the first time. I sent a text to him.

Y/N: Pick up! Pick up! Pick up!

He was probably still asleep, but not for long. Sometimes I wonder if I'm too mean to him, but then I think nah, no such thing. So I called him again.

"Have you got any idea what time it is ?" He looked hungover and very grumpy at the moment. "Yeah, it's lunch time and I'm bored."

"It's Fucking 10am on a Saturday. Go read a book if you're bored, why you have to terrorize me?" He asked and sat up in bed.

"Well, cause it's so much fun! And I had some time to kill, going back to work in 45. You look awful by he way. Had a long night?"

He laughed dryly as he leaned against his headboard. "You could defintely say that again. We had a wrap party for the season. It got little bit out of hands." I laughed heartily. "Oh, I do not envy you then, good luck with the hangover." My food arrived and I put my phone up against the sugar bowl on the table so I could still chat with Jensen and eat at the same time. "Hey, guess where I am?" I asked and pointed my camera to my food which was both of ours go-to order from our favorite restaurant. "Noo, not Torchy's! God, now I have to find me some tacos. Damn you, woman!" I did a little happy dance and he groaned loudly.

"Who's calling you this early?" I heard a woman's whiny voice next to him. I was little taken aback, but decided to try to play it cool. "She's a friend. I told you girls about her last night." Girls? GIRLS?? He had multiple women in bed with him and he didn't hang up on me. Damn, I feel special, I thought to myself.

"Wait, what? What did you talk about me?" I asked with a mouthful of hot food, that I swallowed quickly. "Sorry." I apologized to him. "Oh, nothing much, just that you're my BFF." He said, mockingly throwing back his hair before continuing. "I'm getting back Thursday, want to grab some dinner and drinks then? I'll see if Jared maybe wants to join us." I nodded. "Sure! That sounds fun!"

After some chatting I saw a manicured hand slowly moving up on his chest. "Can you maybe hang up now? We are bored too." One of the women said suggestively. "What? Didn't you have enough last night?" He laughed cheekily.

I had trouble keeping my food down. "Jensen, please! I'm trying to eat here. Can you keep from bedroom talk until you've hang up on me?" I grumbled. "And, FYI, they're probably just trying to boost your ego. I wouldn't take their word for it." I gave a quick teasing jab after. But deep down the all familiar feeling jealousy started to creep up. I couldn't help but envy those girls.

"Oh, Y/N, dear, believe me. They're not." he chuckled and moved his hand out of frame, doing God knows what there. "Guess I'll have to show you myself someday." he said with a flirty wink directed at me.

"Oh, God, no, Bye!" I said quickly and ended the call.

I was walking back to my office, trying to forget the last part of the call. I had to get these stupid thoughts about my oldest friend out my head.

Come Thursday morning I texted Jensen to see if our dinner plans are still in the works and almost immediately he answered : Of course! See you tonight:)

After work I hurried home to quickly shower and put some makeup on. For the clothes I chose some faux leather black leggings and topped it off with a black top and checkered blazer. Casual but not too casual which was perfect. Then I got a call from him.

J: Hey, Y/N. I was thinking Torchy's for tonight, you really made me jealous the other day. That good?

Y/N: Perfect! I'm on my way, so I'll see you there.

J: Sweet, see you soon!

I got to the restaurant and saw Jensen already at a table in the back corner. He got up when he saw me approaching. He looked absolutely stunning in his leather jacket. "Damn, I've missed you. It's been way to long!" He said warmly and hugged me tight."Hey, it's good to see you too. Jared had plans I presume?" I looked around us.

Restaurant itself was quiet today, which I didn't mind actually. On weekends there were always too many people there and it was too loud. Right now it had more of a relaxed vibe. "Yeah, he had a date tonight." He said as we sat down." Which brings me to a question I have to ask. Can I please- please, please , please - crash with you tonight? I do not want to be home when he gets back and I'm positive he won't be alone." He looked at me pleadingly.

"But what if I want to take someone home tonight? It has been long you know since..." I teased him and he didn't catch it immediately. "Oh, okay then, of course. I didn't think of that." He sighed and leaned back.

Waitress brought us the menus and we ordered our food and couple of drinks. "By the way, I was joking before. Of course you can stay the night. Did you really think I was going to say no or better, have a date?" His face lit up with a wide smile. "I actually did, yeah. I was seriously considering whether to risk going home or not. So thanks." He laughed.

The whole dinner went amazingly. We hadn't seen each other face to face since Christmas so we had four months worth of news to fill each other in.

Our food was long gone but we kept the cocktails coming. We were laughing so hard that more than once someone came to tell us to keep it down. Drinks were doing their job and I was definitely getting tipsy.

"So yeah, after New Years I quit my job at accounting and did training course in HR management. And it has been amazing so far. Really. I don't understand how I was able to work as an accountant for nearly 10 years. I feels like a breath of fresh air. The challenges and problem solving are more up my alley so I'm very happy at the moment with were I am." I babbled with a contented smile and he let me do it without interruptions, just listening me intently.

We both took a moment to quietly relax, taking in the cozy atmosphere of the place. Only us and one other couple were left in the restaurant, it was probably closing up soon.

"So it's getting late. Want to head home?"

Jensen finally spoke, looking for his wallet.

"Hey, I can pay for myself. You really don't have to." I cut in. "No, Y/N. It was my my idea, so I'm taking care of the bill today." I knew there was no point of arguing with him so I raised my hands in defeat but still added. "Next time's on me then."

When we left the restaurant and I felt a bit light-headed. "Hey, can we take a little walk? I want to clear my head little bit." I looked up at him. He put his hand around me and pulled me closer. "Yeah, of course. You sure you're fine?" He asked worriedly.

"Yeah, just a bit dizzy." I smiled.

We started to slowly stroll in direction of my apartment. We walked in silence for ten minutes or so, when Jensen stopped abruptly. "What's wrong?"

He took a deep breath and began to speak. "I'm sorry if I'm overstepping right now but I can't keep quiet. It's probably couraged by alcohol as well, but you have to know it's one hundred percent me." My brows furrowed and I nodded understandingly.

He stepped closer to me before continuing. "I don't know what happened to me but after our video call last week? I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, Y/N."

My brain totally failed to take in what he said. "What?"

"I know, I know. We're friends and it's wrong but right now, and for the whole evening today, kissing your soft, velvety red lips is all I'm capable to think of." He started to slowly lean in on me. "I am going to kiss you. Say no and we won't ever have to talk about this again." He stopped for a little moment to see if there's any protest coming from me.

My heart skipped a beat when he finally brushed his lips against mine. First the kiss was gentle, wary even, as if he still believed I was going to push him away. My fingers immediately snaked through his hair to his neck to pull him closer. I kissed him back hungrily and found myself back against the wall. This was now a full on make out session in the middle of the street, but we didn't care.

His hand stroked inside of my thigh and I was getting soaking wet already. My heart was racing and breathing got shallower. "Fuck, Jensen, I need more. I need you." I managed to whisper when we broke the kiss. He rested his forehead againt mine and tried to catch a breath. " I- Shit, Y/N, are you really sure? I don't want to- " I didn't let him even finish his sentence, the need for his touch was getting unbearable. "Shhh. Yes, I'm sure." I kissed him again. "Take me home then." he finally said and flagged down a taxi for us.

The taxi drive to my apartment couldn't be more slower. As we were trying to keep our hands to ourselves in the car, I finally had a moment to think. Is this really a good idea? What happens after? We can walk away from this as friends, right? I'm sure he can, but it's the other half I'm worrying about. I was getting nervous and tried to calm down. I looked at Jensen and he was staring at me like I was prey he was waiting to devour. No man has ever looked at me this way. I felt truly desired. I decided to deal with the outcome tomorrow. We're fucking grown ups. I want him. He clearly wants me. So I was going to focus on him.

I put my hand on his thigh close to his crotch and squeezed. "Can't wait already to get you out of these restrictive pants" I whispered into his ear. "Oh, fuck me!" He muttered under his breath. "That's the plan, you know?" I purred and peppered his neck with soft kisses.

I fumbled with my keys outside apartment building door, as he was behind me, now grabbing me everywhere possible. He put his hand on my thigh and moved it slowly upwards between my legs, the other one squeezing my breast. His motions made me throw my head onto his shoulder and stifle a moan. "Oh, that feels good." I sighed.

He let me go and to my hand to walk towards the elevator when an idea struck. I let go of him and quickly started to run up the stairs. "Catch me if you can!" I yelled after. Taking two steps at a time I had a little head start on Jensen, I heard him grunt behind me. "Damn you, Y/N! You just wait and see!" he laughed. I was ahead of him by a floor and he still managed to catch me at my door. He turned me to face him and roughly pushed me up against the door. My legs immediately snaked around his waist like a reflex. Our lips met again forcefully. "Oh, baby, I made you some promises last week so I'm not gonna pretend I'll try to be gentle with you tonight." He growled.

He carried me inside and closed the door behind him with a kick. He walked straight to my kitchen and sat me down on a bar stool. While one of his hands was pulling my hair, the other started to explore my body more. Still rubbing me through my leggings, he pulled me up from the chair. "Strip." I wasn't going to let him say that twice. "Yes, sir!" I shot him a sassy smile. I quickly removed all my clothing, while he stood there and watched.

He lifted me up to the counter and kissed me hungrily, groaning as he pressed his body between my legs. He lowered himself to kiss and lick my breasts, I couldn't hold back the moans as his tongue circled on my nipple. "Fuck, Jensen, please." I whimpered under him. His fingers were teasing my folds and started pumping inside me and I pulled him up again to kiss me. "You're so fucking tight and warm. Soaked already. All for me, huh?" he asked between kisses. "Can't wait to bury myself into you. You want me to fuck you, like I fucked these girls after you called? Hmm?" He whispered, his lips leaving trail of goosebumps moving up my neck and I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling, when he reached to my weak spot under my ear.

"Oh, ghh - god!" Desperate whine was all that came out of me, when I felt him pull his fingers out. "Answer me. You want to be fucked like they were?"

"Yes, please." I managed to whisper quietly. "Yes, please, what?" he asked me, teasing my aching pussy with slow strokes. "Yes, please, Sir!" I repeated and my hips jerked up when he suddenly filled me again with his fingers. "Learning fast, aren't we? But you're gonna have to wait for that. Cum for me, babe." He ordered, moving his hand faster until I came, clenching around him, silently screaming as I threw my head back in pleasure. "Oh, look at you, taking orders like a good girl." He kissed me softly as I squirmed and calmed down from my climax.

He picked me up and moved us to the bedroom, where he sat me down on the corner of the bed before starting to undress himself. I'd seen him shirtless on countless occasions, but still it was a glorious sight. But what really left me speechless was the way my cunt clenched around nothing when his cock sprung out of his boxers. I couldn't help but audibly gasp at the sight, which made him chuckle.

"Come here. On your knees." He said softly, stroking his hard cock. I lowered myself onto the floor in front of him. Jensen grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled gently, guiding me closer to him. I put my hands behind my back, and looking up through my thick lashes, I opened my mouth wide. "Aren't you a pretty sight?" He said approvingly, slowly pushing himself in.

He started to thrust gently at first, picking up speed with each move going deeper. I was gagging and my eyes had started to water, when he got worried. "Tap my thigh if it's too much, okay?" I moaned loudly and nodded, but refused to give up yet. He smiled at the sight. "Such a perfect little slut. Taking it deep." He continued, keeping the same pace as before. His groans started to grow louder. "Fuck!" He finally cursed, breathing shallowly as he pushed deep into my throat once more before he pulled out. "Almost came down your throat. Can't have that when I have that beautiful needy cunt waiting to be filled, isn't that right?" My whole body shivered when I heard him speak like that, praising and degrading left and right, I was almost ready to cum again.

"Please, Jensen." I begged him as I stood up again. "Oh, yeah, sweetie, you're getting it." He purred into my ear, turned me around to face the bed and pushed me onto the bed. "Jensen!" I squealed and laughed when I landed with a soft thud. I turned onto my back and leaned up on my elbows.

What a fucking view I had. Jensen's hair was messy, few beads of sweat were glistening on his forehead. His gaze over my body turned dark and needy, predatory even, ready to attack at any given moment.

I looked straight into his eyes as I opened up my legs and ran one hand through my folds. "Hmm, I think I was promised something." He suddenly reached to my legs and yanked me down to the end of bed. He spat into his hand and rubbed it all over his cock to lube it, although, it really wasn't needed, seeing the state I already was in. "I bet you feel so tight and perfect around my cock, baby." He said as he lined himself up between my legs. Slowly starting to push in, he hovered above me to kiss my lips. I couldn't help but squirm when I finally felt him deep inside me.

He held my hips in place with one hand on my stomach and stilled for a moment to get me used to his size. "So perfect. I love you, baby." He whispered and thrusted into me with such force, that my eyes rolled into my skull and back arched up from bed. "Oh, Jay!" I mewled under him when he continued to pound into me harshly.

I digged my nails hard into his shoulders when he didn't show a sign of slowing down. "I'm gonna fill you up good. You want that, huh? Talk to me, Y/N." I tried to catch my breath. Never before have I felt so unable to form a sentence. "Oh, yes...please..I will take ..it all." I squeezed my eyes shut. "I'm going to- fuuck.. " I whined out. "You're so beautiful when you cum, you know that? Cum all over me, baby." Jensen said and rubbed my clit , driving me over the edge completely. He kept fucking me relentlessly and I felt like I was on the verge of passing out.

His own release followed soon after and with a loud grunt, he finally came inside me, coating my walls with his seed. "Oh, fuckk!" He groaned out and let his body drop down. Trying not to crush me with his weight, he held himself up on elbows. "You're beautiful, Y/N. So fucking gorgeous." He leaned down to kiss me. It was gentle and passionate and sweet, so different from the man who just fucked me into oblivion. He still remained unmoving in me so I was completely pinned under him.

I looked into his eyes and there was something unreadable in them. I felt unreasonably hurt inside. "We have to get up, I need to change the sheets." I said quietly and tried to gently push him up. He took the hint and got off me. Suddenly the room felt colder.

He sat on the edge of the bed. "Do you - ahem- do you regret this Y/N? " He asked quietly.

"No. I could never. But I know you will probably in the morning." I said as walked towards the closet in the hall. "Don't do this, Y/N." He called after. I turned my back to him and started looking for a sheet and two towels, to clean ourselves up. I didn't hear him following but I felt his presence behind my back. He moved my hair over one shoulder, softly brushing his lips over my neck. "I meant what I said before." He turned me around to face him.

I forced myself to look into his evergreen eyes. "What?" I whispered. "I love you, Y/N. I always have." My insecurities made it hard to believe his words. "Why haven't you said anything before then?' I asked quietly. "I was scared and because I knew you could do so much better than me. I'm messed up. I've slept around probably with half of Austin. That's how I know you could get someone better."

My heart broke at hearing his words. Like I would let someone's body count speak for their personality, especially his. "Oh, Jensen." I took his face into my arms. "You're definitely not messed up. You're the most kind-hearted, bestest person ever. How could you not see that yourself? You deserve the world." I said with a warm smile. He rested his head against mine.

"But I want you to be my world."

Taglist: @cevansbaby-dove , @jackles010378 @deanwinchestersgirl87

[snakepitgunner]

Haha thank you, I stuck to my spot in awe I guess!

I’m 25☺️

He was kinda in the middle, not overwhelming bush, it was neat but a similar volume to his hair up top. He did have v. hairy balls🫢 (sorry if that’s tmi).

He had a wake up call at 10am, and it woke me up but he spooned/squeezed me ‘awake’, by that time his face was a lil scratchy, which drove me wild. He went down on me again which turned into a sideways 69 and distracted him, he stopped me again after like 5 minutes? I just wanted to taste this guy😩 bent me over on the bed and we found the deepest position to do it in*.

Which is why I could still feel it on the plane home*

We had a lil rest and he ordered room service, asked me whether I wanted anything and we had the same🥞

While we waited, he finally opened the blinds because he said he wanted to really see me when I came, and had me ride on top of him in the sunlight. I had little bite marks on my boobs for days afterwards, that’s like his kryptonite.

He’s a whole turn-on when he cums, kinda deep vibrating from his chest growl/grunt, it’s like the whole world stops, and even though he’d ’finished’ the night before this second time there was so much I felt it ‘drop’ when I got outta bed🙈.

I can only tell you what he told me that they were taking a break, but I’ve been watching her stories too and there’s significantly less, I’ve noticed.

They have a ton of songs in the bank from years ago, and have written some new material but there’s a lot of internal disagreement with management and several band members including himself on what they want Guns to sound like and re-recording with Axl’s vocals as there are now changes to a lot of the songs because he’s lost some range. They have this like internal deadline of September and want to get back out on the road ASAP to keep the momentum up.

Definitely not tmi. I want to know every detail.

I suppose this wouldn't have come up but I was wondering if he had a preference for women being bald, trimmed or bush. Did he mention it? Did he want anal? Did he mention it? You said that when he was on top, he had his hands in yours over your head. When you were on top, where were his hands?

What did you talk about in the morning over breakfast? Did you see anything he uses in the bathroom? Toothbrush (manual or electric). deodorant (what brand), cologne (what type), ect.

He gave you his email, did you give him yours? Are you thinking about emailing him? You said you had to catch a plane, does he know where you're from?

[Originally posted on February 6, 2024]