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[rosenclaws]

52 & 98 from the nsfw prompts for a sub!charlie kenton? 👀

congrats on 600 🥰

“Won’t you help me? Please?”

“I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot.”

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warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI, creampie, fem!reader, handjob.

wc: 697

a/n: happy thanksgiving yall! This year I'm thankful for topping hugh characters lmaoo. Anyways hope you have a good day whether u celebrate or not!

Charlie Kenton was not a man who let his guard down often. Even when he was happy and playful, there was always that cocky attitude. You've only seen him break it when he's with Max and that's only when they're alone. But this, seeing Charlie so desperate was something new.

You liked it.

You didn't mean to walk in on him with his cock in his hand. All you wanted was to ask him a question about an upcoming fight but you opened the door and he was laying on the bed with a flush faced. You should leave but then five words leave his lips and change everything.

"Won't you help me? Please?" He begs. He's desperate. You close the door behind you and crawl onto the bed. He grabs onto your waist and pulls you on top of him.

"Shit." He groans as you grind your hips on his cock.

"Naughty boy Charlie." You purr as you nip at his jaw. His fingers dig into your sides as he starts to buck his hips against you.

"So hot, want you so badly." He moans as you wrap your hand around his cock.

He watches in awe as you crawl down his body and spit on his cock. Stroking it hard and rough just like he wants. Occasionally you'll slip the tip into your mouth and suck lightly. Smirking as you watch his face twist in pleasure.

"Needa fuck you, please baby just sit on my cock." His cock twitches in your hand and you debate on giving into his pleas. On one hand you like watching him squirm like this. But you do want to feel his cock inside of you and see just how badly he really wants you.

"Fine," You say with fake disinterest. You strip yourself bare and Charlie watches your every move.

"No touching." You bat his hand away that was reaching for you. He huffs and you raise your eyebrow. Leaning down you grab his chin and tilt his face up.

"Don't be like that baby, why don't you be a good boy."

"I never thought I'd hear you say that, fuck that's hot." Charlie pants as you slide yourself onto his cock.

"So big." You whine as you bounce yourself at a fast pace. You don't give either of you a second to breathe. You want all of him as, as much as you can get. His knuckles are turning white as he grasps at the sheets. He wants to touch you so bad. Play with your tits, suck on them until you're moaning while his cock drives into you.

"Let me fucking touch you please! Please." He chants over and over again. The tip of his cock hits a spot inside of you that sends shivers through your body.

"Touch me Charlie fuck!" You cry as you try to drive yourself to the edge.

His hand reaches for your tits and squeezes them roughly. He leans up and takes one of your nipples in his mouth, his thumb playing with the other one.

"Gonna come, fuck Charlie." Your head falls against his chest as he starts to fuck his hips up, wanting to help you get to the end.

"Fuck yeah baby, use me. Use my cock and fucking come all over it." He groans in your ear.

With a loud moan you dig your fingers into his shoulders. Legs shaking as you come. Your cunt squeezes and flutters around his cock, driving him over the edge in an instant. Your sweaty bodies tangle with each other as you come down from your high.

"So you like being called a good boy huh?" You tease as you feel his cock twitch in your cunt. His cum spilling out of you just a little bit.

"Shut up." He mumbles. He doesn't let his grip on you falter though as you try and move.

"Cute." You hum as you cuddle up against him.

Now you know his little secret, that Charlie Kenton likes to be topped. You don't talk much about this night outside of the bedroom but when you're alone and in private, well he's still your good boy.

[wingedhallows]

if i can still breathe; sirius black

pairing: sirius black x reader | 0.9k words plot: you encounter snivellus and his death eater friends alone, sirius isn't happy about that prompt: "if i can still breathe, I'm fucking fine" authors note: i noticed yall like bloody works and i happen to like writing bloody things. & i feel generous today :) here u go

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You knew you were in deep shit, such deep shit, it made your fingertips tingle. Severus and his little friends had their wands pointed at you, your wand tightly grasped in your own hand.

You stared at them, a small smirk on your face. “You don’t think you’ll win this one, do you?” Severus laughed, wand waving around like a flag. Oh how you wished he would’ve waved a flag ‘cause you weren’t going to go down without a fight. How well faught that fight was, you didn't know.

With a shrug of your shoulders and a confident grin on your lips you answered him. “I think my chances are good, Snivellus.” The thing is, you weren’t confident at all. They were five and you were alone. Was that fair? No, but did little Death Eaters ever play fair?

With a flick of his wand he send something your way, you deflected it with a small gesture of your own. “Come on now, Snape.” You chuckled, sending a nonverbal spell right back.

“You’re not going easy on me now, right?” He grew red in the face and took a step forward. “Big words for someone who’s all alone.” Mulciber snarled. You shook your head and sent another quiet spell their way, sending one of Snapes little soldiers off his feet.

“I think I can manage.” Without a warning, Snape sent a spell towards you.

“Rictusempra.” He had yelled and suddenly you were on the floor in a fit of laughter. It felt like thousands of ants were crawling up your skin to tickle the absolute shit out of you.

Just as the spell wore off you could feel a foot in your stomach, knocking the air out of you. You doubled over, choking on air. A hand connected with your face, blood pooling from your lip.

“Bitch.” One of them spoke as other limbs connected with your body. You curled up in a ball, desperate to protect yourself in any way possible.

“Severus, there’s someone coming.” One of them spoke and in a matter of seconds they were gone, your cowering form long forgotten. You relaxed a bit and let out a breath as you could feel the blood and bruising kick in. The pain spread through your body and you were sure you’d cashed a few kicks to the head as well.

“Y/N?” Lily was by your side in secondary, hands not sure where to tend first. “Fuck, Y/N?” James’ voice sounded as well. They both dragged you to your feet and tagged you along.

“Who-”Snape and his little Death Eater friends.” You whispered, head pounding. You couldn’t open your eyes, the light of the torches all around sending a stinging ache to your brain.

“Bathroom.” You muttered and Lily hushed James away as you both made your way to the nearest girls' lavatory. “Go get him.” She had said and James knew right away who she meant, your boyfriend.

You didn’t protest, you knew how Sirius became when you tried to hide things. He was protective of all his friends but you were different. He loved you and he wouldn’t take lightly what Snape had done to you. You didn’t want him to. You’d enjoy whatever Sirius was going to come up with to bully the slimy slytherin.

You hunched over the sink, catching your breath. “I think some ribs are broken.” You spoke, more to yourself than to Lily. She sighed and got to work, you needed her to mend to your ribs, it was hard to breathe. You looked at yourself, the mirror was unforgiving. Your hair was all wild on top of your head, matted with blood.

Your nose, forehead and basically your whole face was smeared with blood. They got you good, you weren’t going to deny that. It was cowardly still, to attack you like that when they could’ve used magic. Just like what Death Eaters are like, cowardly.

“You can’t-”The fuck I can’t” You heard your boyfriend before you saw him in the mirror behind you. “Y/N?” He stumbled inside, face worried. You turned around with a small grin on your face, not to scare him more than necessary.

“Sirius, babe.” His eyes widened before he rushed towards you, hands held out for you. “I’m fine-”Stop lying to me, you’re obviously not fine.” He grabbed a piece of paper by the mirror and desperately tried to wipe some of the blood off.

“Sirius, love.” He closed his eyes and hung his head to calm down.

“If I can still breathe, I’m fucking fine, okay?” He nodded and embraced you in a gentle hug, his lips placed a gentle kiss to your scalp. There was no space to argue for him. "We're fine." You whispered. 

“I’ll make’em pay.” He whispered in your hair. He pulled apart and placed a hand on your bruised, bloody face. “I fuckin’ hope you do, baby.” His lips pulled in a small grin before he wiped some more of the blood off your face.

“No one touches you like this unpunished, especially not Snivellus.” You nodded and winced as your ribs snapped in place. “Sorry.” Lily whispered, face apologetic. “I’ll murder him.” He whispered and you barked out a laugh.

“I might as well.”

[notmyprey]

Annon sent me an ask with a lot of Ninjagº sfw vore prompts, and this one caught my eye specifically, and I want to dedicate a post to it.

I dont have time to draw much, but yall can have a short story-

(Also, wanna preface this with: no, I dont ship Lloyd and Kai. They have a sibling bond imo, and idk it'd be kinda weird with the age gap for a lot of the show. But I'm not gonna send hate to those who do see it like that. Just know this is written with a sibling bond in mind.

Also, this is written abt Lloyd after he grew up and matured a bit. So like- season 5+ Lloyd)

Click

The sound was faint, yet Lloyd knew exactly what it meant. Drop, cover, and prey to the gods it wasn't aimed towards you. Not even a moment after he dove behind the nearest bolder did he hear the thundering boom followed by the bright flash. Wind rushed past him, throwing ash and debris his way. The deafening sound echoed through his very core. It never seemed to end, his body left still shaking minutes after it was done. The cavern bounced the noise, rolling it off one wall and onto the next. It felt like it lasted ages within the few minutes it actually occurred.

The fighting, the punching, the swords, and the guns, all of these never fazed him. But explosions? Those were his weaknesses. His mind would always race back to his past and, consequently, his father. Lloyd didnt know exactly why it reminded him of his dad, but the fact that, like his father, an explosion would hurt anyone, even those on its own side, seemed to be a part of it.

The cavern soon quieted down, but his fear did not. The images of his father still fresh in his mind. He shook his head, trying to snap himself out of the haze he was in.

Him and Kai had gone into a cavern alone since there were 3 diverging paths. Up until now, we had only encountered arrow traps and small pits. But this? This was a new threat.

Was it over, the blast? He wondered, slowly inching towards the edge of the rock. He turned his head, looking for the brightness that would signal it was not over, yet all he was met with was dark.

He peered his head around the bolder, scanning for any sight of Kai. The smoke and ash coated his vision, making it ever more difficult to locate him. After a moment, though, he spotted Kai's fiery red suit. No matter how quickly he wanted to rush over to him, he needed to keep low as to breathe in the least amount of smoke, and he needed to scan for any more explosive traps. So, as such, he slowly inched his way along the cave floor.

By the time he made it to Kai, he could see Kai was in bad condition. His breathing was uneven, meaning he probably breathed in a lot of smoke and ash, and although he didn't seem to have any burns, he still had a lot of cuts and bruises from flying rocks.

Lloyd turned his gaze upward once more, showing the smoke had mostly cleared now. Normally, he would call Cole, Zane, or even Kai over, and one of them would be able to swallow whoever was hurt down. But now, there was no one else but him and the now injured Kai.

He forced his head back towards Kai, who had now opened his eyes. "Hey," Lloyd started, unsure of how to even approach this, "uh... how are you feeling."

A small smile tugged at Kai's lips, even through the pain. "I-", he devolved into a short coughing fit but slowly gained his ability to speak once more, "I have been better." He had to stop to take a breath after every word, something that worried Lloyd further.

Lloyd nodded and continued to fumble over his words. "I... I think it's maybe best... maybe if I..."

"It's ok, do what you have to do, kid." Kai gave a weak but reassuring smile, which gave Lloyd that little extra confidence he needed to continue. Kai knew what had to happen, and Lloyd did too. Kai couldn't stay on the ground here, and Lloyd couldn't carry him either for fear of hurting him further.

Taking a deep breath in, Lloyd stretched his arms out above Kai, holding his palms down, and his fingers stretched out as well. He softly recited the words taught to him. He himself had only done this twice before, but both times were in a controlled setting, and neither times had he actually been the one to eat the person that was shrunken down. Green light fluttered down from his palms, brushing downward with grace. As he finished, he saw Kai quickly start to shrink down.

Soon, Kai was a bit shorter than Lloyds hand from top to bottom. It was strange, seeing Kai so small and fragile. In his mind, Kai was his stronger older brother, the one who had always taken care of him. And now, Lloyd had to be the one to take care of Kai.

He pried Kai off the ground, gently rolling him into his hands and carefully curling his fingers a bit to create a barrier so Kai wouldn't roll immediately off his hands. He lifted Kai to his face, prompting a small groan to come from Kai, who was probably in a lot of pain now that the adrenaline was wearing off.

Now that he was face to face with Kai, Lloyd felt the need to say something. Cole and Jay normally said some sort of joke before eating someone, and Zane normally comforted them, but Kai, he would say something motivational. Perhaps that's why Lloyd always gave so many motivational speeches before missions.

Right now, though, as he thought on what to say, he found that he couldn't really say anything. He was speechless. He couldn't find the words to say to make Kai more comfortable. So he didn't. Instead, he gently brought Kai to his chest, giving him a sort of hug, and held him there for a moment. Kai's breathing slowed, and just for a moment, it felt as though everything was alright again.

Lloyd brought Kai back up to his face, smiling once more before gathering up the courage to open his mouth.

He maneuvered his hands, allowing him to slowly slide Kai onto his tongue. Immediately, Lloyd tasted blood and ashes on Kai's suit. He had to stop himself from gagging. Fighting every instinct that told Lloyd not to eat Kai, he slid him further into his mouth. Finally, only Kai's feet remained outside his lips, but due to how small his mouth is, he couldn't slip them inside without beginning to swallow Kai first. No matter what he did, Lloyd couldn't seem to get any saliva on Kai, his mouth joining in on telling him not to eat what his body must think is poison.

Regaurdless, he took a loud, thick swallow. Although it didn't do much, it did succeed in sending Kai's head into his throat and Kai's feet into his mouth. He promptly clamped his mouth shut behind him and desperately tried to get any amount of saliva in his dry mouth to coat Kai with.

It was horriblely uncomfortable having just a small portion of Kai in his throat. It kept triggering his need to swallow, but he couldn't yet. He knew he needed Kai to be at least lightly coated in drool to get him down, as learned from Jay not doing that once and nearly choking. Finally, after what seemed like too long, his mouth decided to cooperate, drenching Kai in thick goopy saliva.

He gave in to the instinct to swallow, almost happy to get rid of the unpleasant feeling of having someone on the edge of his throat. Kai slipped deeper into Lloyds throat, his muscles idly helping him along. With each gulp, Kai slipped further out of his mouth until finally he was gone. Now, a great lump sat in the middle of his throat. As he continued swallowing, Kai drifted deeper and deeper within him. When Kai went past his heart, he couldn't help but stop breathing for a moment.

After a bit longer, Kai drifted even further down and now was nearing his stomach. Lloyd braced himself. All of his brothers had told him this was the strangest part, but what he felt no amount of his brothers describing could ever replicate. At first, the feeling was sickening. A sudden bout of pressure built up inside his stomach, and it wasn't exactly pleasant. But after that initial sickness came the feeling similar to a hug.

He could feel Kai pressing against his stomach much more than he had originally thought he would have been able to feel. His stomach stretched a bit to accommodate for Kai's presence, and it didn't feel unnatural. As the last of Kai finally slipped into his stomach, Lloyd brought his hand up to his middle.

Gently, he pressed where he felt Kai, and to his surprise, Kai, although weakly, pressed back. This small pressure sent a strange shiver up his spine. He was able to keep Kai safe, ever so so safe. Nothing could get to Kai without going through him first. All those years of Kai helping him, he was finally able to start to pay him back.

Not being able to help the small smile that tugged at his lips, Lloyd got up, continuing on down the cave in search of their mission.

So yah, sorry I kinda took the turn of, whether Lloyd wants to or not- but yeah I still loved this prompt and idk I may make more stories based off of this prompt alone lol.

[evagaetinosgirl]

hot choco with a side of kisses ( elisa de almeida x reader )

prompt: elisa comforts you as you deal with bad period cramps.

author notes: a comfort fic for @moonystoes. i didn't grammar check so give me mercy yall please anyways enjoy. (also i do take requests if anyone wants to send some in)

there was a lot of things you love about being a soccer player. the adrenaline of playing infront of thousands, being able to do something you enjoyed since you were tiny as a job, having great teammates, and much more. there is just one thing you hate that has more to do with biology than soccer.

you have been dealing with bad cramps since yesterday, but you still had to practice for games so here you are: trying to get through drills as you fight the urge to hug your stomach. the moment coach said it was time for everyone to head home you flee to the tunnel than into the locker room. the quicker you change, the faster you can get home and go to bed. you thought you covered up the fact you were in pain pretty well until elisa was standing beside you giving you a worried look. "are you okay?" she whispers to you. you just give her a tired smile while gesturing to your stomach.

she seems to get the message as she starts to focus on getting dressed back into her street clothes. you do the same, happy you wore sweatpants and a comfy t-shirt as your pre practice outfit. you try to pick up your backpack, but elisa beats you to it. she smirks at you, "i got it, babe." the french player slings your backpack over her shoulder before slinging her arm over your shoulder. "let's get you home, baby" she says as she starts to walk you towards the locker room door. you can't help yourself as you smile at her.

there were only a couple interruptions on y'all's way to the car. one being a small conversation with jackie which was nice and all, but you were hardly focusing on the words being exchanged between the other two players. it was concerning some dish jackie wanted elisa to try out, but you just couldn't seem to focus fully. the pain of your cramps drown out whatever words are said. you only remember smiling a goodbye to jackie before continuing to walk to the car.

elisa lets you go for a moment to open your car door for you. just a small thing she has been doing since you two started dating, but it still makes your heart race. you get into the car, leaning your head against the window the moment elisa shuts the door. your girlfriend opens the back door, putting y'all's bags in the backseat, before going around the car to get into the driver's seat. "safety before napping. put that seatbelt on, babe" elisa chuckles out as she snaps in her own seatbelt. you groan at her words but still obey as you snap in your own. "why did eve have to eat that apple? she ruined it for the rest of us" you say as your eyes flutter close. elisa just shakes her head before pulling off.

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you hardly remember getting out of the car once arriving at elisa and you's shared apartment. your mind and body just determined to make it to your bed where you could sleep away all the pain. elisa trails after you as you open the door to your apartment. the sound of her laughter fills the silence in your apartment as she watches you speed walk to y'all's bedroom.

in just five minutes, you were in soft pajamas and under the silk sheets you convinced elisa to buy (it wasn't a hard task in all honesty). the moment your head hits the pillow you are done for. falling asleep in mere minutes.

while you were trying to sleep away the pain, elisa was busy in the kitchen. making some nice hot chocolate to calm your cramps. she has experienced her own fair share of bad cramps, so she knew the pain first hand. a soft smile sits on her lips as she holds the mug of hot choco, making her way to you two's bedroom. the sight of you sleeping so peacefully makes her smile even wider. it almost makes her decide against waking you up, but she knows you would appreciate the drink.

elisa sits the mug on the night stand on your side of the bed before laying down on her side of the bed. she pulls you into her arms from behind. her front meeting your back. you naturally lean into the warmth. she trails light kisses on the back of your neck. "baby.." the french player says softly, placing another small kiss on the back of your ear. it takes a few more kisses for you to wake up.

waking up to kisses from your love was something you would never get tired of. the kisses may not make your cramps any better, but they warm your heart so it's better than nothing. "what is it, eli?" you say softly as you turn over (somehow missing the mug on the nightstand but it's okay elisa will remind you), facing her now. you nuzzle into her chest. "i know how bad your cramps can be, so i made a little something for you" she says as she points at the nightstand on your side of the bed. at first, you just nuzzle more into her but you can see the clear pout on her lips, from the small bit of your face that wasn't in her chest, as she continues to point. you groan (not because you didn't want to see her surprise. it's just the pain seem to be the least painful when you aren't moving) as you turn back over, your lips curl up into a warm smile once you see the mug. of course your girlfriend would think to make hot chocolate for you. that's just how elisa is; always thoughtful and trying her best to help you.

you sit up in bed, leaning against the pillows, as you grab the hot chocolate filled mug. elisa sits up as well. shuffling even closer to you before wrapping her arms around your waist. resting her head on your shoulder as she smiles. the warmth of her body against yours and the warmth of the hot chocolate as you take a sip makes the pain alittle duller.

"thank you for this, my love" you say to elisa as you give her a kiss on the cheek. she laughs as you pull away, leaving a chocolate colored kiss mark on her cheek. she can see your hot choco mustache (and some of the excess that is left on your lips) in it's pure glory as you two look at eachother. "no need to thank me, baby. this view is all the payment i need" elisa says. you take another sip of the hot chocolate before replying back, "so no more kisses for you?"

elisa smile drops as she narrows her eyes at you, "i didn't say all that. i think i still need some kisses in exchange for that hot choco. can't you help me with that, baby?"

there were alot more kisses after that. how else are you meant to repay your thoughtful girlfriend?

[strawberrylabs]

Lyney drabbles

ok so...

i know i said id be getting all my other requests out like a month ago and i promise im working on them- just slowly

but i my brain is ROTTING with Lyney headcanons atm because I just finished fontane archon quests and his story quest so yall are gonna have to let my numerous lyney dabbles tide you over until i upload anything else

(also please send me lyney headcanons or prompts i am DYING to write about this man)

ANYWAYS!

reader can be interpreted as any gender! no gendered terms are used

WARNING! this will have spoilers to fontane lore and Lyney's story quest!! I will also be mentioning death, grieving and slight depression! read with caution if you're sensitive to these topics.

spoilers will be under the cut!

I'll be here

synopsis: after the events of Lyney's story quest, his lover comforts him as he finally finds closure after Cesar's death.

After the traveler and Paimon left Lyney and Lynette at the steambird, Lynette turned to look at her brother.

"So, Cesar's honour has been restored."

Lyney smiles to himself

"That it has my dear sister. Now, I do believe a certain someone is at home with Freminet waiting for us." Lyney turns to his sister expectingly.

"Actually, I'm going to the port. I need some time to shut down. And I think you need some time too, Lyney."

Lyney sighed and smiled a melancholy smile. Of course Lynette could see through him.

"You're quite right, as always dear sister. I think I shall take your advice."

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When Lyney walked through the door to his home expecting to be greeted by his brother and lover, he only found his lover in sight.

"Freminet said he wanted to go diving by the opera house tonight. Something about the tildaga being different at this time of year." (y/n) answered, almost as if hearing Lyney's confusiong.

"Ah I see. Lynette has gone to the port to unwind after the weeks events."

(Y/n) smiled knowingly at the magician.

"And I suspect you'll be needing to unwind too."

Lyney gasped in faux astonishment

"My word! I didn't know you learnt telepathy? I suppose when you spend so much time around such a great magician you do pick up a few things. Maybe you can join Lynette and I and we can form a magical trio?" Lyney emphasised his words with a florish of his hat.

(Y/n) chuckled and moved towards Lyney, grabbing his hand.

"As much as I would love to know exactly what's going on in your mind, I do not have telepathy. I do however, know you well enough to know you need a rest."

Lyney's smile faltered a smidge. Despite knowing he can be vulnerable around (Y/n), he still struggles to let his guard down. Apparently years of working for the house of the Hearth does that to someone.

While in thought, (Y/n) pulls Lyney to their room, and places him on their bed, sitting him down wordlessly, and moving to sit behind him.

Lyney registers the feeling of his hat being taken off, and fingers in his hair taking out his braid.

"Just relax. I'll take care of you. I know everything with Cesar has been tough. You've been preparing yourself for this moment for years-- but I know it's still been heavy."

(Y/n) presses a kisse to his head.

"Cesar would be proud of you. I know you feel guilty about with holding the truth from him, but I just know he'd understand. He would be so, so proud of you and Lynette."

Lyney doesn't remember when the first tear fell down his face, or when his performance clothes were removed and replaced with pjamas, or when he was tucked in against (Y/n)'s chest.

"Cesar can be truly at peace now with his name cleared. You did great Lyney."

Lyney takes a deep breathe, and burries himself in the safety of his lover's embrace.

"..Thank you (Y/n).."

"Of course Lyney. I'll be here for you, always."

this man has me in a chokehold

(thank god I pulled him<3)

-Strawberry

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[rrenzwrld]

secreto de amor XII

chapter 12! read chapter 11 here

you were excited about what happened with connie but you also felt guilty about it. you knew jean was overprotective over you with any guy but because his best friend would be involved, you didn’t know how different this would be. you didn’t know how to feel about the situation.

but one thing you were sure about was your feelings for connie. he brought some kind of spice in your life and everything with him felt natural, especially when you started to just embrace him as a person overall. maybe you were falling in love but you’ve been there before and the possibility of going back kinda frightened you.

“whatcha smiling at?” sasha asked while being all up on your phone as you texted connie.

“her man.” tia commented, which prompted you to send a death stare her way.

“man? you ain’t tell us you had a man? who’s the man?” you rolled your eyes before putting your phone down.

“i don’t have a man, sasha.”

“yet.” tia coughed.

“i’ll never have a man. especially after what happened with…” you couldn’t even really say his name, not like it deserved to be said anyway.

“who?” sasha looked at tia because she knew she’d have the answer.

“her ex.” she mumbled and sasha quickly understood.

“but don’t be like that! you’ll have a man, especially one that’s gonna treat you…not like how the other one treated you.”

“his name is gonna start with a c and end with an e…he’s gonna be funny and fine…he’s gonna—“

“t.”

“that’s very specific.”

“girl, we talking about connie!” you immediately shushed tia in case jean was somewhere nearby.

“ohhh! aww~i knew he was talking to somebody new, i didn’t think it was you though. cute!”

“we’re not a thing.”

“they kissed. tongue and everything. sucking each other’s faces off—“

sasha gasped. “oh my god…yall fucked?”

“no. just a kiss, calm down.”

“you saying that like it’s a bad thing. his dick little or something?”

“no, i’d just be surprised if y’all did. you’re so soft and quiet and he’s…he sells drugs.”

“okay, and? money money money~” tia sang.

“he’s cool and we kissed so i’m just tryna see if the kiss was a waste of time.” it obviously wasn’t because it occupied your mind for hours in a day but you just wanted to see if anything would come out of it or if you were just signing an invisible contract to become one of his throw-away hoes.

“evidently not, got you smiling at the phone and shit.” you threw a pillow towards tia.

“you got jokes, huh?”

“what’s going on in here?” jean came into your room.

“none of your business, why are you in here?”

“to let you know i’m going to the store and if you wanted to come?”

“so it’s just fuck us huh?” tia commented and jean narrowed her eyes at her.

“yep. you coming, y/n?” you nodded just to get out the house.

“you’re gonna leave us?” sasha stood up from the bed, pouting.

“no, i’ll be back. just take care of the house.”

you and jean went to the store to get more groceries because it was the first time since he’s been back.

you two were walking down snack aisle when you thought you saw connie with some girl and eventually you were sure it was him. they were laughing, giggling, and touching all up on each other and your heart felt like it was breaking into a million pieces. it showed on your face and jean picked up on your energy shift.

“hey, what’s wrong? you don’t like chocolate chip?” jean asked innocently as he held up a box of chocolate chip cookies.

“i’m okay. what else do we need to get?” you tried to shake the scene off but you couldn’t.

“umm…that’s it. you sure you okay?”

“yeah, can we leave now?”

“of course.” he nodded. the only time you rushed him was if something was really wrong or you didn’t wanna be somewhere so he understood. on the ride back, he did have questions but he knew not to bother you if you looked upset. so when you finally got home you went straight to your room but forgot sasha and tia were still there.

“what’s wrong? what happened at the store?” you shook your head but sasha and tia looked at each other, knowing something was wrong.

“you saw connie?” tia whispered. you were quiet so that gave away your answer. “don’t tell me he was with another bitch bruh…” you were quiet again.

“i’m sorry y/n…i can talk to him if you want. this might all be a big misunderstanding.” sasha rubbed your leg. you didn’t feel like crying or anything, you were just mad. his lil kiss started to get you into feelings you were kinda excited for but then he goes and have another bitch in his face? yeah you knew it was a waste of time.

“it is what it is,” you shrugged. “i just don’t think he’s for me.”

“don’t give up! maybe it was a cousin you saw him with or something.” tia side-eyed sasha.

“be forreal.”

“it didn’t look like a cousin. the way they were all up on each other.”

“were they kissing?” you shook your head. “at least that’s good.”

“yeah i just need to take a step back.”

“a few steps all the way back.” tia’s comment made you and sasha giggle before you all talked some more. after a few more minutes, tia and sasha ended up leaving and jean was knocking on your door.

“come in!”

“hey, you okay? you looked pretty upset earlier.” jean came in and sat on your bed.

“i’m fine. just a mood swing or something.” jean knew you were lying and was battling in his head whether or not he should ask you what he really wants to ask you.

“okay…i just have a question,” you didn’t look at him but was silent just to listen to him. “what’s up with you and connie?” your heart sank again but you couldn’t explain why if there’s truthfully nothing going on, at least not anymore.

“nothing. why?”

“i overheard yall talking about him. i just wanted to ask you just in case i misheard or whatever.”

“we kissed but we’re not dating or anything.” jean had to admit he was a bit bothered by what you told him but his priority was with you, not connie.

“okay then, just…i don’t want you getting hurt. i want your heart and mind protected and honestly, connie is not gonna be the one to do that for you. he’s my best friend and all and we’re cool but, you will always come first. i’ll always be on your side, understood?” you nodded in confirmation. luckily you hadn’t gotten that far with connie for anything to change. you hoped that outside of you, him and jean would still be friends because you didn’t wanna ruin anything for your brother.

[vampiretendencies]

request; hi mya! here to request: bombarding them with blankets, tea, heating pads, and anything else they’d need when injured/under the weather with rafe if you want! no pressure to write it at all though :)

warnings; fluff

pairing; rafe x fem!reader

authors note; req a blurb from the list below or send in your own ideas form imagines etc ( i sound like a broken record ik) thank you for not putting any pressure on me, i really enjoyed writing this. SEASON 3 IS HOURS AWAY YALL !!

other ways to say i love you prompt list

Being sane became more eminent since Rafe found you.

But, now he’s going insane with you not being your typical self.

The stomach bug getting the best of you— Rafe’s interference was as simple as absolutely nothing can happen to you.

You have to be in his life, some form or some way.

He didn’t deem much romantically in his past relationships because of all that came with Rafe being Rafe.

With you sticking around the longest, he’d told himself that you were permanent.

Permanently his.

Nothing less.

Dramatically so, he thinks you’re on your death bed. And he’s not going to have you dying on him, and leaving him all lonesome.

Or right back at square one, and in his same old mindset.

The scorching of the teabags in a stove pot, made the raging headache you had soar even more. You didn’t complain though, knowing full well that he was only trying to get you on your feet and have you taking care of him again.

That’s why he’d go to great lengths to do so— hell, he’d travel to the ends of this earth if it meant you’d be better now.

“Are you still cold, Princess?”

Rightfully so, a princess— and that’s the exact treatment he’s been giving you.

There was even a massage earlier, rhythmically done and slow paced.

“A little-“

At that he’s swarming the Cameron living room toward the blanket cupboard, everything neatly put together as one could imagine. You already had two blankets on top of you, one was weighted and one was fuzzy, none of them doing that job that Rafe’s body heat usually gave.

A blue clothed heating pad is in his hand, along with a red quilt.

“It’s nothing I can’t handle, Rafe.”

“Shh, now pull those blankets back.”

His novelty gestures, leaving a shit eating grin on your face. Take advantage of it, you would.

The thin pad it placed on your clothed stomach, whilst he read the warning to not put it directly on your skin. Desiring your skin to be intact and preparing itself for when he could feel it against his fingertips again. The blanket is thrown over you, upon layering the others on top, he tucks it in slightly to the side of the leather couch—snug enough to sleep away the sickness.

“Tea’s almost done, alright?” His ring clad finger, tucked a tuft of sweaty tresses behind your ear.

He wasn’t disgusted, only enticed by you more.

A human retaining humanly things so gracefully.

“Okay, I appreciate-“

“Don’t do that. Just need you to get better for me, okay my love?”

You shook your head in agreeance, flattered by his niceties.

Rafe placed a sullen peck to your forehead, silently praying to himself that, he too wouldn’t get sick, and that this fucking stomach bug would fuck off.

[crackrodent]

Hello! A few quick things to know about this blog:

The order? None.

Chaos? Lots.

Minors? Not interacting.

Hate and Bigotry? NOT WELCOME!

Autism & ADHD? Yeah, I got them.

Actual drug use? No.

Literary drug use? Definitely.

Fuck Yeah!

However...

I am still learning to write and mostly do crack prompts hence the blog name. So if you want to ask about some characters robbing a bank together or getting married for tax fraud then I am your rodent!

I write:

Niffty, Emily, Baxter, Charlie, Vaggie, Lucifer, Husk, and Angel Dust. (You can ask for others but high chances are I will not feel inspired to write it so it won't get done.)

Fluffy crack

Angsty crack

I can try regular fluff but no promises

I also can draw a really bad Niffty but not by request. Just a humble brag.

Some things I will not write:

X Reader - Yet

Smut - Yet

Unhealthy relationships (If someone is a minor, has their soul owned by the other, they are related by blood/law/declaration) - Ever

Anything that breaks up Chaggie or Huskerdust. - Ever

Husk Is Afraid Of Boats The Rodeo Niffty's Missing Meds

Sponsored by VoxTek Week 1: I'm Surrounded By Idiots Week 2: What. Are. Those?

For the love of God, Cthulhu, Lucifer Morningstar, or whomever you worship, please go read my ask blog and send Niffty and Baxter asks.

Maid Scientist Find A Baby

YES! Here are some of my Hazbin Homies! And some of what you will find on their blogs.

Blue! - Alastor x reader/OC

Inu! - RadioApple (also the creator of the Zoology series)

Lunar! - Beautiful art (lots of human Alastor)

Sepphy! - RadioApple & RadioStatic and general writing content

Saffy! - Alastor x Wife!Reader

Sunset! - Alas, wait... NOT ALASTOR, its Emilute, and GuitarSpear

Red! - Alastor x reader and Vox x reader (she's an Adam simp too but on the down low)

Kit! - Alastor, Vox, Lucifer for Hazbin (she also reblogs a lot of pictures of Tom Hiddleston)

Nyx! - Yall, not only does she write (for multiple characters), she also creates audio versions of some of Kit and Red's stories

And a bonus, my arch nemesis,

Bunny! - Hazbin and Helluva Boss multi-shipper

[alexa-fika]

Insubordination and Cynophobia ( Smoker x gn!Kitsune!reader)

Another one from the list 🫦 by @me-writes-prompts AND FIRST ONE THAT IS ACTUALLY IN AN OFFICE LMAO I want to work in more genshin impact pieces, some weak hero one’s but I’ve got so many ideas and suggestions for one piece, maybe I should throw some in between, yall I was so pissed cause I din’t have kitsune in my compendium??? Hello??? Like it has Mongolian death worm but not Kitsune? PLEASE GET UOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT, it’s okay I know about kitsune anyways 💅🏽.

Definitions and some context in the bottom

Prompt: “You should take notes,” “You need to take your chill pills.”

Dividers by @/saradika

“We need to raise security on this side of Loguetown; it will most likely be the pirate's escape route,” Smoker says, glancing at his assistant, raising an eyebrow at the lack of anything on their hands

“You should take notes,” he said, glancing back at the map in front of him

“You need to take your chill pills.” They mutter, taking a drag from their kiseru and blowing a thin line of smoke from their lips

“What did you say?” Smoker turning around to face the kitsune

“I said that I would get right to that, Sir,” they said, a sly smile on their face as they snapped their fingers, a notepad appearing next to them, suspended in the air

“That’s what I thought,” he says, turning back towards the map as he takes a puff from his cigars

They roll their eyes, the pipe placed gingerly between their fingers as their tails swish behind them

“I don’t want to hear any lip from you,” he says as he glances at them again

“I ‘ll see what I can do; got a busy schedule,” they said, snapping their fingers again, an itinerary appearing next to the forgotten notepad still lingering in the air. Reader made a flickering motion with their fingers, the pages on the itinerary following their commands as the pages passed themselves

“Hmm, don’t know if I'll have time to fit in your request, have tasks to do; you see, my boss wants me to make quite the move of troops, so I apologize, but I simply won’t have time to comply with your request.”

“Reader,” he growls

“Yes, Sir?” They replied with a saccharine tone

“Don’t talk back to your superiors,” he says with an icy stare

“Oh, my apologies, Sir, no talking back here, simply pointing out that even with my abilities, that type of troop movement and calling in more soldiers is quite the task, so forgive me if I allow myself the liberty of commentary” they drawl taking another drag from the kizeru a slight smirk on their face

“Reader, im not in the mood for your antics; just mobilized the groups before I start giving you consequences for your ‘commentary’

“Oh? Do tell,” they said, snapping their fingers, the items floating around them disappearing

His angry frown quickly lifts as he mirrors their sly grin

“Keep it up, and you’ll be on desk duty rather than fieldwork. I heard one of the officers brought their dogs today, too; desk duty needs to keep an eye on them.”

Their smile quickly drops at his words

His smile widens seeing their displeasure

“You wouldn’t put me with a bunch of mutts! None of your officers are competent enough to complete your field tasks!”

He laughs before taking a long drag from his cigars

“You’re right; none of the officers are as fast or efficient to complete my tasks. However, a few of them could complete it eventually.”

They growl, gripping their pipe tightly

He chuckles, glancing at their annoyed stare

“Get moving; you have an hour, no more snarky attitude from you, or you stay at the desk with the dogs.”

“Fine.” They snap

He smirks at her reluctance

“That's what I thought.”

“Ugh, you humans are infuriating!”

“And you are a pain to have underneath me; why do you think I keep sending you to the desk? Time is ticking, should I call the officer for you to meet the dogs?”

“No!” The exclaim

They clear their throat

“I ‘ll get it done before the hour is over; there better be no mutts in here when I come back.”

“Then you better get moving.” A small smirk was still stuck on his face

Who has to do a 4-6 page essay on phychology history but is doing this instead? I’ll give you a hint, it’s not you 🫢 and that leaves one of us. Also anon, I swear I was going to do yours but I just got an idea for Sabo so…. NEXT ONE FOR SURE, and then ive got a spot reserved for a certain darling rizzy Izzy Wiggy id they want a piece for their birthday

Kizeru is a Japanese smoking pipe, the really long one’s

there are many representations for Kitsune but the one I followed is as you can see the sly type, they are slightly unnerved by dogs as they can see into their disguises and tricks, they also value their freedom which is why Smoker knows being stuck in a desk with dogs is a double punishment for Reader.

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[lgcrp]

HAPPY FIFTH ANNIVERSARY!

HAPPY FIVE YEARS, EVERYBODY ! ♡ can you believe we're already half a decade old already ? the baby that is lgc is off to kindergarten, and we can't help but cry like proud parents. 😭 in all seriousness though, it feels like just yesterday that lgc opened, and now five years have already passed – and yet, it's as if we're still just getting started. of course, lgc would have never made it this far without its members, and we're all so grateful to still be able to provide a space through lgc for everyone – us included ! – to enjoy ourselves both personally and creatively. as a thank you to all of you –as there's not even enough words in the world to express it enough ! – for everything, we'll be gifting everyone +30 FREE SKILL POINTS to distribute. please submit your LGC 5TH ANNIVERSARY points to the points blog before AUGUST 24, 2024 11:59 EDT. you may use this post as proof for your points sheets. additionally, we've created a simple GRAPHIC TEMPLATE for the UNIVERSE platform to use on our FANSITES. moving forward, this template will be linked in the monthly sns updates. we also don't want to discourage anyone from creating their own graphics for the fansites, especially like some have been for the monthly universe prompt. there used to be a non-canon twitter account that acted as a fan translation account for lgc artists on bubble. while fun and enjoyable, it was confusing whether or not what was posted on that account was considered canon in lgc, so we wanted to OFFICIALLY create a way for members with debuted muses to send messages on universe. we also hope this encourages members to post on the fansites more than twice a month. we've put together a EXAMPLE on how the universe graphics can be utilized with tumblr's text editor. please keep in mind that your posts must be company-appropriate and that the usual rules for sns still apply. we also ask that you refrain from interacting with or commenting on other lgc artists' activities through universe. additionally, idols may only post with their group mates. make sure to tag your fansite posts with #lgc:universe, and let us know if you have any questions. ( if you don't have access to photoshop or other editing software, please message us ! a member of the admod team can create/update your muse's universe profile for you, and will upload the final images to the same drive folder where the templates can be found. ) we still have more cool and really exciting things ( as you might've already seen on the LGCMANAGER blog *wink wink* ) planned for our fifth anniversary, but before we get ahead of ourselves, we do want to reiterate yet again how incredibly thankful we are for everyone who's made lgc their home. we cannot stress enough how humbled we are to lead a group of such talented and passionate writers. under the cut, you can read a short letter from some of us to express our gratitude in our own words. but from us as a whole, thank you from the bottom of our hearts for five years. here's to many, many more ! ♡ your lgcadmod team

happy five years, everyone!!! i can't believe it, lgc has officially lasted longer than my high school career, my college career, etc... it's crazy to think that such pivotal moments of my life have happened with lgc always there, in the background, as one of the only constants in my life. i say it every year and i'll say it again, but i can't thank you all enough for making lgc be the home that it is for me. i mean, this is the longest relationship i've ever committed to in my life!! seriously though, i'm so grateful for everyone i've met here and everything i've accomplished here, but we're not done yet! we still have so much in store for you all, and the anniversary event is just the tip of the iceberg of the fun stuff we've got planned this year alone. after all five years is just a drop in the bucket, let's double it and make it ten. 😎

— love yall so much, kristin (admin *)

it felt like yesterday when i was writing a message for lgc’s first anniversary and now that we’re celebrating the fifth one is something that shocks me sometimes! from starting off as a regular member, to a points and press mod, and now an admin that handles an array of tasks, i’ve seen quite a lot and if there’s anything that these anniversaries remind me of, it’s the dedication and commitment that everyone has to building and maintaining this community. i still remember seeing the first batch of muses receiving their 200 notoriety reward and the excitement and anticipation of wondering what that special 200 notoriety reward submit had to…well, 1,000 notoriety rewards happening! as someone who loves seeing the muses’ progression, it brings me joy whenever i see other muses reach certain milestones because not only does it show the dedication the mun has towards their muse, but the development the muse has gone through, just like the rp itself. legacy started off as a new rp but over time, changes and additions were made to make this rp awesome and a lot of that is thanks to everyone’s contributions. your suggestions, reactions, and even written posts, shaped legacy to be the way it is right now and will continue to do so in the future too! i’d also like to give a special shoutout to the past and present admod team members! legacy itself is quite a massive roleplay to take care of, but thank you so much for all of your effort and ideas! it makes me happy reading and seeing some of the projects being worked on behind the scenes from the admods and every time i hope that everyone else enjoys them too! as mentioned above, there are exciting things coming and i’m certain that the rest of 2024 and 2025 will be quite a ride too (trust me, some stuffs for 2025 have been planned since q2)! once again, thank you everyone for being a part of such a special moment and happy 5th anniversary to lgcrp!

— love, cloud ☁️ (admin a)

five years already, it sounds surreal! Although my importance as an admin has become lesser since my return, I can’t help but feel pride that the roleplay has been thriving for such a long time. and that is all thanks to you, the members, as well as the wonderful team of admins and mods that work tirelessly to make LGC function. whether you have recently joined, or even to those who left, everyone who has passed through LGC has left their mark and helped make it the place it is today. when we created the rp, I don’t think any of us expected it to last this long with so many invested and wonderful members. it really warms my heart. let’s cheer to another five years, maybe?

— love, marie

[madhatterbri]

Blue Christmas | Hangman A.P.

Summary: During Christmas Eve dinner you catch Adam talking to his ex.

Shout out to @99hook for the idea and help @theworldofotps look what your boy did

Author's Note: New one I will be adding to my prompts list. Yall made it to fluffy in here. Get the wrapping paper ready to dry those tears.

There will be a part 2.

This was your first Christmas Eve with Adam and you had to make it perfect. Weeks of preparation and research were conducted for this day. All his favorite meals were made for him to enjoy. You only hoped it would make him happy despite the circumstances.

Christmas Eve fell during his ex's time with their son. You tried to get Adam to invite her over but he didn't think it was a good idea. He insisted she was still in love with him. He didn't want to give her any hope of reconciliation. You dropped the subject after that.

"I'm sorry that you have to be away from him," you admitted while finishing the last preparations for dinner. He stuck to himself today but had offered to help several times. A couple of times you knew he went into his son's room. He nodded and kissed you.

"You didn't have to do all my favorites you know? Your dad is going to wonder what kind of man made you make only his favorites," he chuckled and stole a piece of turkey. He blew on the meat before placing it in his mouth.

"My dad will ask you what you did to train me to do that and if you can train my mom," you chuckled. He placed his arms around you. He hoisted you on an empty space on the kitchen counter. His hand lingered on a box in his jeans pocket.

"You know I've been thinking a lot about the future and ..."

He was cut off by the doorbell ringing. A look of disappointment washed over his handsome features.

"My parents are here," you squealed in delight and then saw his hand by his pocket. You wondered if he was just playing with his phone. His ex promised to send pictures of their son today. "I'm sorry. That was rude of me. What were you saying?"

"Nothing, baby. Go get your parents," he smiled assuringly and patted your leg. He stepped back allowing you to let your parents in.

Your parents welcomed him like a son. Your mother had nothing but nice things to say to him although she did tell him about the dangers of drinking another person's blood. Adam and your dad had a lot in common. Laughter coming from Adam and your dad filled the dining room often. Maybe this Christmas Eve would go smoothly.

"Excuse me, I gotta take this. Work," he sighed and rolled his eyes. He blew you a kiss as he walked out the front door.

Your parents gushed about him. Your dad was never one to latch on to one of your boyfriends before. Time passed and you wondered what was taking so long. His boss, Tony, was known to talk his ear off. A couple of times you had to save Adam and get him off the phone.

"I'm going to check on Adam. We will be right back. Save room for dessert," you announced happily and quietly walked to the front door. Your parents continued to distract themselves by talking about the decorations around the house and the food.

"Maybe he can help me train you," your dad joked while your mother laughed.

You walked into the livingroom and heard Adam's voice. You looked out the window to check on him. He was standing on the porch by the door. His back towards you as he rustled his fingers in his hair in frustration.

"Tony must really be giving it to him. I should help him," you thought to yourself. You were about to go to the door but stopped. His words nearly breaking your heart.

"This year is definitely different. Today was hard for me too," he confessed to what you assumed to be his ex. You felt bad that you couldn't bring him some cheer today. Tears pooled in your eyes but you knew this is what it would be like dating someone with a past. Especially when a child is involved.

"Yeah I can come over tonight when she is asleep. I'll let you know," he told her. "Listen I gotta go. I'll see you later,"

He hung up the phone and played with something in his pocket once more. He fixed his jacket and hoisted his belt up. Adam turned to the door and opened. He was met with you crying silently to not alert your family.

"You don't have to wait until I'm asleep. You can go now," you whispered trying to blink back tears. Your parents still chatting away and laughing in the other room. A pang of jealousy at them for enjoying their time.

[cricketnationrise]

Took me forever to send you this because I couldn't decide which Beyoncé lyrics to send (if the ones I picked aren't inspiring, feel free to request different ones, there's so many to pick from!) so I hope i'm not too late 🙃 this is so fun, thank you for organizing this fest!

9:26pm, the brownstone, Alex Claremont-Diaz, "Private show with the music blasting / He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty", rated E 😈

My Ao3 username is Calou 😊

fitting that you were right under the wire in submitting because it took me almost five months to get to this prompt. i hope its worth the wait!

a big thank you to everyone who submitted and to everyone who's been reading and commenting along the way. i love doing the ficlet fests, the prompts are always a delight and let me get out of any writing funk i find myself in. yall rock.

as a parting gift for Ficlet Fest 500, please enjoy exactly 1000 words of straight gay up filth, as requested in the GC.

read the rest of the ficlets here

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

9:26pm, the brownstone

Alex’s brain falls out of his head when Henry comes downstairs. He apparently took Pez’s dress code seriously for once; he’s dressed to fucking impress. (Alex is so far past impressed he’s having heart palpitations.) Henry looks good in everything, from a full suit to sweatpants, but when he lets himself relax, lets himself lean into being one hundred percent himself, he ascends to a whole other level.

His white shorts are going to be the death of Alex. They’re short, showing off strong calves and stacked, polo-playing thighs, and just this side of respectably opaque. But if there’s a strong enough backlight, anyone who isn’t intimately familiar with Henry’s particular topography, will be. The shorts would be enough to cause Alex a factory reset, but then he notices the shirt. It’s halfway unbuttoned, straining to accommodate Henry’s wide shoulders, and short enough in the torso that he’s baring midriff. And it’s one of Alex’s shirts. The novelty ice cream cone print has never looked so fucking good. 

Alex can see the tops of Henry’s hipbones—they’re mouth-wateringly obscene. Henry shouldn’t be allowed out of the house like this; he’s a danger to everyone around him. Drivers will run their cars off the road, pedestrians will walk into poles, et fucking cetera. Really, Alex has a fucking duty toward public safety to tackle Henry onto their couch and take him apart with his teeth. 

So he does.

Henry makes a noise somewhere between a squawk and a whimper and Alex wants to lick it out of his mouth. He captures Henry’s lips in a kiss as they land, barely letting him breathe, let alone put up a token protest because he feels like they should be social. Henry groans and melts into the cushions, letting Alex do whatever he wants. The trust Henry puts in him is heady, and Alex spirals that much higher when Henry throws his arms around Alex’s neck to keep him in place. His own hands are busy mapping every bit of exposed skin on Henry’s chest, slipping beneath Alex’s own fucking shirt to reach the scant inches that are still hidden below fabric. Alex takes advantage of Henry’s gasp of pleasure when Alex scratches lightly at his bicep to slip his tongue inside Henry’s mouth.

Both of them are already breathing hard, the sound of spit and panting filling the air. Alex manages to stop kissing Henry’s mouth, but only to nip down his throat, pausing at the pulse point to bite down. Henry always complains about having to be careful of covering the marks Alex leaves, but he never actually asks Alex to stop. (They were thirty minutes late to meet Nora for brunch last month when Alex caught Henry pressing down on a hickey in the bathroom and Alex had to bend him over the sink about it.) Henry’s moan at the graze of Alex’s teeth against his neck is a siren song; the way he tips his head to the side to give Alex more room, a gift from the gods. 

Henry pushes at his head, directing Alex with a pleading whine. Alex is only too happy to oblige, nipping and licking and sucking down Henry’s sternum, fingers fumbling to open the shirt. He spends a few minutes teasing Henry, alternating kisses with quick bites across his soft belly. Alex noses along his waistband, inhaling the scent of sweat and something uniquely Henry. Alex’s hands tighten on Henry’s thighs involuntarily when Henry’s fingers find a home in his hair and pull tight. Alex can’t wait another minute to get Henry’s cock in his mouth.

Alex liberates his curls from Henry’s hands and rearranges them so that Henry is sort of upright and Alex kneels on the floor between his legs. Alex means to dive in at once, but he has to take a second to fully absorb the fucking daydream of a man in front of him. Henry’s eyes have darkened, pupils blown wide and clouded with arousal. He’s sagging into the couch, relying on the furniture to keep him sitting up, seemingly unable to count on his muscles to do the job. Henry’s flushed from his cheeks to his hips, his hairline starting to darken with sweat. Alex’s gaze keeps snagging on the hickey he left—one fine day he’ll give into the desire to leave a whole goddamn collar of them.

Henry shifts, drawing Alex’s attention to his erection, straining against the white fabric of his shorts. Alex can’t help but to give him a firm stroke to his bulge, delighting in the strangled gasp it pulls from Henry. He can feel Henry twitch beneath his palm, can feel Henry’s racing pulse through the fabric, and then he’s moving—undoing Henry’s fly and pulling down his shorts and briefs in one fell swoop.

Henry actually shouts when Alex takes him to the root in one long smooth motion—he’s never been more glad for his lack of gag reflex. He stays there for a moment, breathing through his nose, the tip of Henry’s cock right at the back of his mouth. He looks up at Henry through his eyelashes. Henry’s practically shaking with the effort of holding himself still. How unnecessarily gentlemanly. Alex pries Henry’s hands out of the couch cushion and back into his hair before moving his own hands to Henry’s hips. He blinks twice, their nonverbal green signal, just to really drive the point home. With a mumbled curse, Henry starts thrusting and Alex closes his eyes, groaning every time Henry’s cock dips into his throat.

Alex’s jaw aches from the stretch, and his own cock is leaking and pressing uncomfortably against his zipper, but he couldn’t care less. He’s got Henry filling his mouth, surrounded by his hands and thighs and noises and taste—

They’re definitely going to be late to Pez’s party, if they even make it out of the house. Alex couldn’t give less of a fuck if they don’t; there’ll be other parties.

[cherrygirlfriend]

in honor of me reaching 1k followers i wanted to ask for yall to send me requests for some characters + genres (smut, fluff, angst) you want me to write!!

i’ll be putting them onto prompt generators and write something based on the prompt it gives me!! you can also specify what kind of reader you want (optional) or what you want the love interest to be like (also optional) NO PLOT IDEA IS REQUIRED but still accepted <3

preferably outer banks characters (rafe, jj, john b, pope, sarah, kiara) but i welcome all fandoms that are currently in my ‘interests’ part of my pinned info posts! i’ll probably start posting them sometime during this weekend :)

examples: ‘smut, bsf!rafe x ditzy!reader’ , ‘fluff, jj x reader’ , ‘angst, pope x kook!reader’

thank you for 1k followers MWAH <333

[an-innocent-peep]

Hi! I'm An-innocent-peep or arti I love cats but I love games just as much! (Fandoms below)

I NORMALLY tend to follow yalls back if I don't then maybe I forgot or you're in the... blocked zone (no hard feeling people just I don't want to see yalls stuff, except for @askthecreatorsblog that was fucked up dude!(iykyk))

I will try to do most submissions from y'all to draw a prompt or roleplay of sorts idrc, if I don't post or interact on Tumblr I'm prob sick or I'm in school and I'm emotionaly exhausted or tired, but I try to include a swipe or two of tumblr in each day bc this is the only place I can really share my art without shame bc there's always space for each community except pedos, zoos, milfs, etc etc.

but that's the introduction/desc I'm also a artist/beginning animator (surprise surprise💀) and I'm female but call me whatever.

Please don't share NSFW ask, art, or comments, or you WILL be blocked

(Your girl grew up on Minecraft so ask me ANYTHING abt it I will have a answer)

Fandoms:

Sprunki: new I have honestly no idea why I like it sm I just do🤷‍♀️

Dandy's world: prob gonna be my fav over kinito pet

Gl1 & 2 and Gacha Club: lasting for 6 years!

Kinito pet: used to be my fav still a good fandom

Regretivator: most of my music is from here😳

Tadc: just a lil tho don't go asking me bout stuff

Ppc3 (not as much tho)

Ocs on this blog you may see:

Eclipse - yellow and dark grey

Inferno - orange and dark grey

Criya - tan and brown

And if you're wondering "where's this post?" I kinda delete flops that have been there for awhile so just know they're gone but if it's a image you like just message me and I'll send it if I have it, it's not a big deal😋

Ziro - blue and white (tv mask may be on his head)

No this quiz is not their current appearance except ziro

[fantasyinallforms]

Ok, little update on me until April. Fantasy might have bitten off more then they can chew.

I took on a very ambitious project for the Thorin Spring Forge (TSF) event that has eaten all of my writing time. Last year I wrote 34k for the event, and it's looking like a fair bit more this year. Essentially I need to have a small book written by early April 😅. Now please don't get it twisted, I'm extremely excited for this project. It's a story that I've wanted to tell for a while and saved specifically for this event. It just means that until it's done it's my main focus, and my other projects are second fiddle.

I'm still accepting event prompts and requests! And I will complete all of them, it just might not be in the month you give them to me. Please don’t stop sending them, I really do adore them. ❤

Thanks yall. Run For It is coming in late April

[that-sarcastic-writer]

🎃🌹Lia's Kinktober writer appreciation🎃🌹

I want to try something for kinktober.

So I won't do your typical 30 day writing prompt thing. I wish I had the time. But I don't. So ill do something objectively better. I want to do a masterlist of smut work of different writers (not just my mutuals) so kinda kinktober writer appreciation. Yall do amazing work and that needs to be appreciated

I'll add the details below.

Starting September 20th until October 15th I'll be compiling a list of smut fics I find under various character tags. And you are welcome (and encouraged) to rec me your favorite smut authors/fics. You can either dm the link or just shoot me an ask. If you are, in fact, a writer, you are very encouraged to send me your own work (like please I would love to read your masterpieces). You are also welcome to tag me in your work.

I'll list some qualifications below (pairings, characters and no-nos for me)

I ask that all fics are x readers (no character ships), fem or gender neutral only (I don't feel comfortable reading mlm smut as I am a straight woman myself). No incest/pseudo-incest, no rape, sexual assault or non-con (unless it's cnc). Those are my only limits. I'll read anything at least once.

You must be 18+ to participate. Whether that is to include your fic in the masterlist or if you're sending me (your age must be in your bio). I am an adult and I am not condoning minors in adult spaces nor interacting with mature work.

Character list:

Leon S Kennedy

Matt Murdock

Billy Russo

Frank Castle

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Soldier Boy

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Pedro Pascal characters (Javier Peña, Din Djarin, Joel Miller)

Rick Flag/Takeshi Kovacs (yes I still eat that shit up)

Miguel O'Hara

Thomas Shelby

*list might be updated in the future*

Mutuals only section

Because yall are my babes, and I read everything yall write, you can send me/tag me in any upcoming fic of yours (no matter which character), I'll happily read it and add it to the masterlist.

I'm ecstatic to see the wonders yall will come up with! Don't be shy! My inbox and dms are open for all writers.

Besitos

Tagging some of my writer/mutual babes @fluffyprettykitty @a-reader-and-a-writer @loverhymeswith @inklore @ovaryacted @agentwhiskeysdarlin @charnelhouse @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone @littlestatesman @wayward-dreamer @gyllenhaalstories @1800-fight-me @witchisenpai