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rainbowcaleb · 20 hours

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FICLET FRIDAY: My Flowerhaired Prince

Prompt: long hair Essek | Pairing: Shadowgast | Rating: T | Wordcount: 811 | CW: none

A trio of wind chimes ring in Caleb’s head. He puts his hand on the page of his book, and looks towards the front hall. The afternoon sun is low enough in the sky that the floor is confettied with colored splashes from the stained glass inset on the door. He watches and waits. There’s a shuffling against the door, but no secondary alarm goes off. Caleb lets out his breath and returns to his book. He’s borrowed it from Veth and it’s long past due to return to her. Apparently she’s trying to start a bookclub with Jester and this is their first pick. He smiles to himself; The Gale and the Raven is a rather raunchy pick, but he can see the appeal. The descriptions are lovingly, explicitly, detailed.

The door opens and Caleb turns his page. Only a rare few know where he lives, and even rarer who have a key. It has been seven years and his anxieties, while not gone, slumber like a cat in a sunbeam more often than they roar.

“Caleb, I’m back.” It’s Essek, because of course it is. He lives here, comfortably settled into life with Caleb, three cats, and friends who come and go whenever they are in town.

“How was the market?” Caleb calls out. “Do you need a hand?”

“No, no, it’s all in one basket. Ah, darling, you won’t believe how ripe the plums are right now. Mister Aplinn was kind enough to set aside a carton for me, which proved fortuitous as Jester’s pastry errand took a while first.”

Caleb finishes up his page and picks an envelope off the endtable to use as a bookmark. It’s the outside of the wedding invitation from Jester and Fjord, the contents of which he’s memorized.

“How is Jester? Did you send along my regrets? The problem with teaching isn’t the students, it is always the endless meetings—” Caleb stops talking. Essek has just entered the room. “Oh.”

Essek raises an eyebrow. “What is it?” He starts towards the kitchen to unload his basket. Caleb practically throws the book onto his seat and goes to follow him.

“Essek, you look…” Caleb feels completely tongue tied. Yes, he saw Essek just this morning, early sunlight through peachy curtains making his bare skin glow against the covers of their shared bed. But Essek has returned looking different.

“Yes, ah, well you see Jester is practicing.” There’s a hint of color starting to dust across his cheeks.

Caleb raises his hands and cups those warm cheeks and turns Essek to face him. “For the wedding?”

“Yes.” Essek holds his gaze. “Do you like it?”

“Dear, you look lovely.” Caleb can’t help but twist a finger around one of the curls that has fallen across Essek’s forehead. Jester has taken full advantage of the new shoulder length growth, braiding a crown of hair around his head and leaving the rest to gently fall in waves. Intermingled with the braids are fresh flowers; dainty pink, spring green, and blue petals frame Essek’s face like gilding surrounding a fine painting.

“Jester didn’t have a mirror, but I did try and glance in a shop window. It’s not really me, I would say, but—” Essek pauses, and Caleb can sense the words tumbling until smooth. “It is something new.”

It warms Caleb’s heart, and he can’t help but lean in and press a kiss to Essek’s smiling mouth. “If you wear this to the wedding, it is only fair that you braid my hair too. We should match.”

Standing this close together Caleb can practically see a sparkle in Essek’s eyes at the suggestion. “Yes, yes, a very good idea. But you can’t wiggle this time. It’ll ruin your hair.”

Caleb pouts. “When do I wiggle?”

Essek reaches up and threads his hand through Caleb’s hair, tugging a little as he goes. Caleb leans into his touch immediately, barely stifling a humming moan.

“See?” Essek kisses his neck, now handily bared as Caleb leans to his side. “You like it too much.”

“That simply means we need to practice, get it out of my system so to speak.” Caleb slides his arms down and around Essek, pulling him flush against him. “Good news, my evening plans are wide open. Shall we begin?”

“Caleb!” Essek does not pull away, but his tone is all playful admonishment. “But the food needs to be put away, the plums…”

Essek should have seen it coming. Caleb tugs him tighter, palming his backside in the process.

“Yes, the plum, which I have right now.”

That earns him a yank of his hair, but Caleb’s reaction is all reward, not punishment. Essek kisses the tip of his nose.

“Fine, you win. But you are making dinner afterwards.”

“Whatever you say, my flower haired love, now let me take you to bed.”

#shadowgast #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #shadowgast fic #critical role fic #mighty Nein fanfic #critical role #not really recent spoilers but perhaps if you squint #my fic #plum bum

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thatsdemko · 1 month

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unknown - m.verstappen

masterlist | pairing: max verstappen x Hamilton!fem!reader. summary: when an unknown number comes across his phone, max can’t help but discover who’s sent him the image he can’t erase from his mind. warnings: 18+ + fingering (f receiving) + mentions of nudity + fluff (at the end). a/n: I want to give a huge shoutout to @monzabee for always being my inspiration to finish my smut, but also for convincing me to read twisted games (this ones inspired by that xx)

unknown

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the pinging sound distracts him from the current game on his television. pausing for a quick second, max glances at the unknown number and slides the message open as curiosity struck him.

unknown

can you see my nipples through this?

Max’s phone nearly drops into his lap at the second message. he barely got the chance to even open the image, the second message was far too appalling and his hands got too slippery from the precipitation building around him.

“max! come on!” the chatter from his headset snaps his attention from the black phone screen in his lap. red slips across his cheeks as he apologizes quickly for the distraction, and continues on like nothing happened.

though he couldn’t lie, the curiosity of the image was certainly looming around him. what was the person wearing? could he see said nipples? he couldn’t help but try to sneak peaks at his phone whenever he got the chance before the stream ended.

finally free from his friends, max slides open his phone and his breath sucks inward. you could definitely see your nipples through the sheer linen tight white top. in fact, if it weren’t for your underwear, you could see the very outline of your vagina.

fuck. max was unsure to text back. if he did, what would he even say? there was no clear indication on who it was sending the message. he didn’t recognize the number, and on top of that there was no face. the image was purely just the outfit.

max verstappen

a bra would be appropriate.

your heart fell about five stories down, and right into the pit of your gut. shit, you didn’t send the message to your friends. instead, you mistook the ID you tapped on for one of them, and it turned out to very clearly be your brothers rival: max verstappen.

unknown

don’t mention this to Lewis.

max verstappen

secret is safe with me.

while this made perfectly good blackmail, max had nothing against you. you were completely innocent and most likely too stupid to notice you tapped his phone number instead. he’d never utter a word to Lewis, and the photo would die with max whenever the time may be.

max verstappen

where are you headed looking like that?

y/n Hamilton

your moms house.

max stifled out a chuckle unable to believe that you were born by the same parents as Lewis. when it came to humor, Lewis used it very minimal, but from the select times max had spoken to you, you were the complete opposite. meditation was joke, veganism was impossible to follow, and driving at fast speeds was too boring. y/n hamilton was every opposite of her brother.

max verstappen

I think my house is a better place for that

your heart somehow jumped back into its place, attempting to thump its way out of its cavity. max could easily be joking, he could easily be serious, but either way you shouldn’t go. max was probably not interested in women like you, and sure the photo might’ve tipped the scales in your favor, but you weren’t really into vanilla sex like he could offer.

y/n Hamilton

you wish I was headed to your place like this.

max verstappen

I do.

fuck. you close your eyes, letting your fingers type the message and hit send before you can even have a single regret. max might be your opposite in the bedroom, but you can’t help but wonder what he’s got up his sleeve.

y/n Hamilton

I’m free right now.

—

twenty minutes later his soft lips are leaving trails down your neck, his fingers work the buttons of the top that sickened his soul into this. he was careful not rip the material, but he was so the opposite of careful when his lips wrapped around your nipple.

his tongue and teeth graze the sensitive skin while you melt against his mattress into a puddle.

you were so wrong about him. oh so so, wrong.

he’d practically ripped that white shirt to shreds the second you entered his place. his tongue was a dominate force, shoved down your throat, his lips were passionate and full of eager. vanilla sex was so not max. you could write pages about him, no fantasy or book explored the way max did.

his fingers. oh gosh, they could write stories about how delicate, and soft they were. how they expanded your folds and had you clenching around nothing. they worked wonders— magic perhaps, pumping at such a fast speed you didn’t have time to react feeling him floor you until every drop of you was around him.

“these,” his tongue swipes across your breast, lips wrapping around the tip of your nipple, sucking you like a baby its thumb. it was relaxing, gut twisting, and chilling. he left you panting, begging, and still he wasn’t finished. no ounce of him showed signs of stopping.

when finally he was done toying, done with whatever ‘warmup’ he claimed this to be, his large cock filled you, warmth overtook with pleasure when you felt his hips grind yours. the rhythm was nothing like his fingers, nothing like how his tongue moved on your skin, it was slow. he was slow, like he were to savor every moment of this.

you clench, you squeal, beg, whatever could come from you as noise. nothing was coherent, and max liked that. in fact, it quickened his pace with a smirk as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head and moan his name.

“you’re taking it well.” his voice is raspy, husk and faint. a moan rippled through your body at the sound of him, you could feel butterflies unleash in the warmth of your stomach as you cry out and come on his cock.

“you’re different than I expected you to be.” you say watching him roll to the pillow beside you, his blue eyes fixed on yours, they still have that hunger in them that turns you on.

“when you wear a top like that,” his breath sucks inward, a simple shake of his head at the newest dirty ideas floating in his mind, “I can’t control myself.”

a breathy chuckle escapes your lips as you curl your body into his, perfectly molding together, “I guess I’m glad I ditched the girls for you.”

a smile stretches across his lips that he carefully plants on your forehead, “thanks for the text, I hope to receive more in the future.”

“you earned yourself a spot on speed dial.”

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kaizynofsickness · 2 months

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Jealous, jealous, jealous

Synopsis: Nanami is such a good lover to you, why must you give your attention to someone who isn't even half the man?

Warnings: Rough sex, heavy smut, jealous themes, light spanking, PDA, semi-public sex, car sex, mentions of recordings, unprotected sex, marking, humiliation, possessive natures, small dacryphilla (of pleasure and pain) quickie, sex with plot (?), almost OOC nanami, AFAB reader.

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A/N: this was requested from a poll I did.

You were smiling so much. It was such a pretty sight, the way your soft lips would make a loving smile and your little fangs would show. How could no one smile back to the way you cover you mouth to hide your loud laughter?

If only it was Nanami you looked at like that.

Your co-worker was such a lovesick puppy near you, anyone could tell. Nanami watched from a afar, after all, he was the one who offered if the three of you would go get some lunch together on your break. He instantly regretted ever offering the lunch. No, not because he was mad at you, you're his angel who would never do this on purpose, but the greedy man who certainly wanted more than to chat. The way his hand tried to snakes it way towards your... The way his eyes was wondering down and acting as if he could see from under the table, undressing you with his eyes.

"Hey, my love?" Nanami finally spoke up, gripping his tie hard, his knuckles going white and the veins easily noticed. To his call, you turn your head, the laughter dying down. "Yes?" You responded to him in such a sweet tone. He took a deep breath before answering (and glancing to the fool) to you. "Have you had your fill? I must take you back in about 20 minutes..." He checked his watch before his eyes landed on you, waiting for a response. "What? Already? but 20 minutes is a long time, don't worry! I won't be late..." You give him a playful pout before cheesing, trying to act cute to get yourself you out this situation. Nanami gruffed and shook his head at your mischievous behavior to get what you wanted, knowing it would work. "Yes, yes. But I'm in the rush to leave, darling."

"why? What's the rush? Enjoy your sandwich, 'nami."

If only it was that easy. He hated to watch the man basically flirt with you and it spoiled his appetite gravely. Your co-worker seemed to wait for you and Nanami to finish the little bickering that you obviously winning impatiently. That ticked poor Nanami off even more.

"okay, darling. We need to go." He got up from his seat and walked to you, sliding his hand gently over yours, helping you out of your seat. You groan in frustration but end up listening anyways, taking his hand into yours.

It didn't take you long when you got close to notice that his behavior and aura was off, not his formal and professional physique. He seemed to be off with something clawing down at his skin... you were worried a bit but brushed it off. "'kay, cya!" You give your co-worker a goofy little smile and wave goodbye happily. Your co-worker smiled back but got up at his chair.

Just when Nanami thought he could drop you to work and allow himself to collect his intriguing thoughts, your co-worker wanted to take it upon himself to help escort you and 'say his goodbyes probably.'

"sorry, sir. I'm escorting my love out." Nanami looked over to your co-worker and seemed to eye him up and down, thinking how much energy it would take from him to beat the shit out of the man.

Yet your co-worker was persistent, a trait you seemed to like because all you did was fucking laugh, and Nanami wouldn't tell at who. His grip on your hand tightens to avoid himself and casualties while his fingers interlocked with yours. You were getting a one sided vibe that wasn't normal to feel around Nanami, coming from him. It made your face contort into an intrigued and confused expression. You looked up at him, noting how his jaw clenched.

Oh, someone's jealous.

Poor Nanami... your flummoxed expression to this news slowly disappeared to a rather playful pout. "C'mon, don't be so stiff..." you pried you small hands from his. Nanami jolted when your warmth from your palm faded and he watched you literally take side to your co-worker. You tilt you head and look over to him with a little cheeky smile...

"Why can't we stay?"

He takes his time to analyze what was going on and he reads your body language; swaying hips, hands behind your back, exaggerated confused expression, a small smile trying to hide itself. He scoffed in his head, huffing out his chest. You were going to play the innocent card after noting his weakness? What a bitch move. "Okay... that's enough." His sweet tone and professional calmness was completely gone, a tone of authority and essential dominance laced in it. "We need to you, you cut your time down to 15 minutes with this act."

"but, we have to pay still, Nanami."

"let your co-worker pay. He seemed eager enough to be useful..."

You and your co-worker were both very shocked by his switch up; neither of you used to seeing this side of him. It made your co-workers nose scrunch you and your heart flutter. To avoid any further issues, you sashay over to your boyfriend, teasingly waving to your co-worker without turning around.

You follow Nanami to the car and wait for him to open the passenger door for you like he always does, yet he never gets to it. For a second, you thought he was that pissed off until he opened the back door. You looked almost offended at how he causally opened the back seat door to the car like you were some kid. "Get in, sweetheart." He waits, holding his watch, seeming to worry about the time a lot. You grumble something to yourself before getting in either ways because it was his car...

You were so used to being his passenger princess for him, now you're a backseat driver and it was almost humiliating, a grown ass person having to sit in the back when the front seat was open. "'nami..." You say his name like a shallow growl, looking at him in his review mirror he adjusted just to seemingly mock you. "What--"

"don't you like when I use all these nicknames on you, doll face?"

You were confused by the question but answered honestly anyways. "Yes, its a sweet way of speaking to me...?" You say almost as if it was a question. "Why wouldn't I?"

You can hear a small chuckle from Nanami at such an inconvenient time to be laughing at you. "And would you like them to continue, or rather be called a slut?" His tone was serious, no more mocking. He was clearly asking you something he needed to be answered right. You blinked a few times before almost cringing and scrunching your nose up. "Excuse me? Why would I want that? I love how sweet you are so..." You didn't even know how to respond. His gaze stayed on yours in the reflection of the mirror before he began to unbuckle his seatbelt and walk out. You say there for a bit until the door opens and he orders you to move over. Thinking nothing of it, you scoot over and his tall frame presses on you small one.

"Undress."

"..." You froze at the front up order like you were a pet, being told to take your clothes off in front of him in the parking lot of a bakery. "Did you not hear me? I asked you to strip. Now I am telling you."

You decided not to anger him too much and slowly lower your pants off and remove your blouse, unclipping your laces bra and tugging down at your laced panties. You were now bare and squeezed your legs shut while his eyes got to stare at what was put on display for him. What made it more embarrassing and humiliating for you is he was fully clothed and you were naked, all by his command.

"I just want to fuck you like the whore you were acting like..." he pulled you by your arm and jerked your whole body onto his lap and over his clothed hard on.

"I'm no whore..." You say meekly.

"Correct. You are no whore. You're my whore, darling." His hand roughly landed on your bare ass, making your back arch up as a natural reaction. Your thighs shake a bit around his legs, your pussy making his pants wet. Nanami enjoyed seeing your lips quiver from his actions, so he did it again, raising his hand higher and smacked your left cheek. You could feel the small heat, knowing it was turning red with the shape of his hand print.

"why are you doing this, damn it...?" You looked at him like he killed your puppy, feeling the humiliation spread from being on his lap and subtly grind you pussy against his hard cock that hid under his clothes. "The same reason you wanted to stay with your co-worker, darling..." He whispered into your ear before groping your ass hard, his nails digging into your soft flesh.

"For fun."

He bit down your earlobe to your neck, down the side to your collar bone and sucked on the flesh. You gasp out, hands finding the familiar spot on his back. He pulled away, leaving a hard and painful bruise and bites all over. It looked like an animal attack your neck... "Be a good slut and remove my belt for me." He muttered onto the skin of your neck, his breath tickling you. You whimper at his harsh wording but listen anyways like he wanted and your shaky hands move down to fondle with his belt as he laid back and watched. Your small hands reach down his pants and pull his hard cock out, leaking for you.

"and look what you did to me, grinding onto my dick like a needy and whiny girl. Feel better now you have it in your hands, hm?" He spanks you again, each hit getting harder with the other. Nanami doesn't even give you time to answer him before he lifts you up by your slutty waist and hammers you down, your unprepared nerves switching on all the sudden from his veiny cock sliding in your cunt. Loudly, you wail out from the hard slam, your back arched. It takes your body a second to process what just happened before your cunt greedily squeezes his cock for more.

Your reaction made Nanami laugh out loud before rubbing down your sexy arch and slapping you thighs around, really just toying with you. "Move your hips, my love."

You don't even protest and start to grind and roll your hips on him before lifting off half way to push back down, gripping his shoulders for support. Your body movements were teasing at slow, only because your wet hole wasn't even ready to be penetrated by him. He lays back and watches you bounce hungrily on his dick, trying to find out how to angle yourself so his tip hits your arching sweet spot.

"So damn greedy for my cock when you acted like some common fuck toy in the bakery?" He croons roughly, his hands behind his head, not helping your frustration when you wanna go faster. "Being a tease to me..." His grip on his head gets rougher at the thought of your co-worker being all buddy buddy with you. Instead of tugging at his hair, he tugs at yours, his right hand going to the back of your head and grabbing a handful, pulling your head back a little rough.

You whine out pathetically from the stinging pain that wasn't familiar with you. He was never this rough... "nami... please." Your lips quiver and eyes begin to gloss up. He would've taken pity on you in the state you're in, but for what you did instead of acting like his princess... You deserve a good punishment once in a while. "Tch, sweetheart. Sh, you don't wanna be too loud and let people walking by see you getting treated so well?" He said with a small snarl visible for you and loosened his grip on your hair for you to be able to look into his eyes. "'m sorry..." You say breathlessly while pouting, doing the same thing to try to get your way; acting all cute won't get you out of this one this time. And never again...

"I don't believe you, princess. Now, do what I said and bounce on my cock."

He gives you no room for argument and you comply, bouncing up and down and occasionally rolling your hips on him, getting your clit rubbed on his already wet pelvis. He groans out in delight, watching how you breasts bounce from every pump and the lewd ahego expression plastered on you innocent face. "Yes... Ngh, fuck, faster..." He grows inpatient and wants to put a huge load of his seed inside your cunt greedily, but at this slow pace he won't be able to in the short amount of time.

"fucking naughty girl can't even take an order right?" Nanami growls lowly before shifting himself with you still impaled on his dick before his big and rough hands go to your waist. Before you even get to breath right, all oxygen was knocked out of you when he pulled out fully and slammed you down onto his cock. He gave you no break and pounded roughly, feeling all your wetness seep down into his pants and ruin his boxers. He throws his head back as he basically uses you like his fleshlight. Your eyes water, sweet tears dotting out from the overstimulating pleasure and pain. All your nerves seem to be running just fine, making your walls hug his veiny cock perfectly.

"oh, suck a tight hole..." he mumbles off to himself, eyes closed in pure ecstasy.

"gunna cum..." you wince out with a small hiss as the pain melts into a pleasing pleasure that could kill, the knot in your stomach fluttering open before your cunt spasms. You squirt along his cock and ruin his boxers and pants even more, even his lower stomach. Nanami paused his movement and breathlessly laughs at how hard you had just orgasmed around him, making him a mess.

You let your body limb, mistaking him pause in movement as a finisher. But you were wrong, very, very wrong.

"no, no, no... not yet princess. Did I cum yet, hm?" He mocks you lightly, his free hand going to abuse you ass before he thrust into your swollen hole and slams you down.

"'nami, 'nami... s-stop---ngh--- I can't take no more, hmmph-" your voice was loud as he rocked the car with his thrust. Nanami ignores your cute pleases and was more focused on listening to your moans of his name and babbles from how he fucked you dumb. It felt good to know it was his cock you wanted, his cock that broke you inside and out, and made you squirt so fucking hard. No one elses.

His thrust became more desperate and sloppy, his head hanging low and he watches as his dick disappears into your cunt. "Oh... f--"

Right then, he holds your body down so he could let out a sweet load of hot cum in your pussy. He held you like that for a good 39 seconds, the feeling of cum seeping inside you tickling as your walls were painted white. You whimper from the feeling, your swollen cunt milking him was all he was worth as he empties his balls deep inside you.

With a satisfied groan, Nanami lifts you off. You lean over him, not wanting to let his cum drip out on his pants, ruining them more than you already did. "Ah... that's just what I needed," He quickly recovers unlike you and leans up just to shove two fingers in your pussy easily. "to have you walk around with my cum inside."

"W-what? But I have work--"

"i know," he says huskily in your ear. "That's why. I want you to get dressed again, love. Keep my cum inside for me, hm?" He says while he grabs his belt, weaving it back in the loops before shoving his dick back in. You utter a small 'fuck you' and put your panties on and they spoil wet from his cum slowly drip out. You dress back up, the scent of dirty sex filling the car and all over your body.

Nanami opens the car door and leaves to go to the driver's seat. "Uh, hey!" You pout. "I am not a backseat driver!" You lean over the armrest of his car and watch as he doesn't even acknowledges your whines.

But a violent jolt from his car starting makes you fall back, leaning on the middle seat. "Seatbelt on, darling." He deadpans and starts to pull out the parking lot, ignoring your protest.

With no other options, you lean over to the window seat and put on your seat belt.

"I hope you learned to not act like a street whore, darling." Nanami says in the silence of the ride. You roll your eyes, even if he can't see. You make sure your voice delivers the message enough with its tone. "I wasn't acting like no street whore... jus' wanted to see what you looked like jealous..." you justify. "And I don't think I ever wanna know again."

Nanami chuckles at your response. "Be lucky I didn't record it. Would've had a show for your nosy co-worker." He pulls into the front of your job and opens your door for you, always giving you princess treatment. You shoot him a cute annoyed glare and step out, radiating how mad you were for being a backseat driver. Even though, Nanami still gives you a kiss on your cheek and hugs you. "Have fun at work with a little reminder of me..."

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk nanami #nanami kento #nanami x reader #jjk x reader smut #jjk smut #nanami x you #nanami smut #kento nanami #kento x reader #kento smut #My Kenny<3

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lewisvinga · 3 months

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munchkin ! | oscar piastri x fem! reader

summary; snippets into the life of a fashion student who is dating an f1 driver

fc; eva meloche

warnings; like one suggestive comment,

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs

notes; requested !

masterlist !

liked by oscarpiastri, yourbestfriend, and others !

yourusername: rain rain go away come again another day

oscarpiastri: working hard or hardly working?

yourusername: RUDE i did some v hard stitching tdy , pastry!

yourusername: all so i can finish my midterms n go see u, be nicer to me🤓

oscarpiastri: i’m so sorry the great and wonderful fashion student y/n!

yourusername: sounds better bookie

username: the scarf is so??? cute??

username: oh to be a fashion student in nyc

username: bye it was POURINGG tdy in nyc, how’d you do it girl

yourusername: thoughts and prayers 🥸

yourbestfriend: lol lewser my classes were online

yourusername: business students 🙄

friendone: nah i skipped class😭😭

friendtwo: LMFAO ME TOO, i didn’t feel like ruining my blowout

yourusername: yall fake asf i was left alone 😕

liked by oscarpiastri, landonorris, and others

yourusername: i call this fashion student in nyc who is trying to survive midterms week, running on $8 lattes and bagels, and missing her bf core

tagged; oscarpiastri

yourusername: 3rd pic is me when i see u , sexy oscarpiastri 😏😏😏

landonorris: gross. 🤢

oscarpiastri: babe??? when did u take the last pic?????

yourusername: when my sexy bf was trying chipotle for the first time ( 3 months ago )

oscarpiastri: ooooo chipotle, i miss it 😕

yourusername: why’re u ignoring me callin u sexy 🙄

landonorris: bc he’s blushing🥰🥰

oscarpiastri: no??? i’m not???😀

yourusername: AWHHH🥹🥹

username: omg the fit in the first slide is so??? cute???

yourusername: thank u it’s part of my collection for my midterms 🥸

username: the car filled w stuffed animals is so me

username: i live for a y/n photo dump

yourbestfriend: y/n was laughing at the smash painting oscarpiastri please she’s going insane

yourusername: LIAR

oscarpiastri: you just send me 5 smash memes, just hold onto your sanity for a little longer😞

liked by oscarpiastri, lilymhe, and others

yourusername: my week so far ft my honeybun munchkin cutie pie and my bff

tagged; oscarpiastri, yourbestfriend

oscarpiastri: love you too, y/n!

yourusername: my honeybun munchkin cutie pie🫶 liked by oscarpiastri !

oscarpiastri: cute shows and chanel bag☺️

yourusername: thank u my beautiful amazing munchkin bf who will model for my collection for my finals😇

username: BF OSC BF OSC

username: the way he smiles at her 🥹

yourbestfriend: still regret not getting that black coat💔

yourusername: we gotta go back asap

lilymhe: TAKE ME W U I NEED A BLACK COAT TOO

yourusername: GIRLS SHOPPING TRIP!!

landonorris: ah , so those are the bags u hit me with…

yourusername: u were making fun of osc :(

landonorris: yeah bc he blushes when u call him munchkin?????

oscarpiastri: you WISH you had a gorgeous girl calling you munchkin.

yourusername: tell ‘em, munchkin!

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drewstarkeyslut · 3 months

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POLAROID GIRL📷 ᡣ𐭩

Summary: rafe wishes to take polaroid pictures of you after sex and he always gets what he wants ✨based on this post ✨

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut (p in v), oral sex (throat fucking), choking kink, daddy kink, use of slut/whore, reader gets slapped on the cheek.

eeek! i honestly cringed after writing this🫣 sorry if there are any errors in my grammar or something doesn’t make sense it’s because i didn’t go back and review it. honestly it’s just pure smut again. hopefully ya’ll can enjoy this🥲

You and Rafe had been making out, your tongues clashing and clothes being thrown on the floor. You were left with only Rafe’s favorite lingerie set on.

“Wait. I just had an idea.” Rafe beams, looking you up and down.

“What is it Rafe?” you shift nervously beneath him, not knowing what was going on in that head of his. It literally could be anything with him and that made you nervous.

“Just thinkin’ for a while actually but uh, how about I take some polaroids of you after I fuck you senseless…yeah?” Rafe implored with a devlish smile.

You weren’t exactly comfortable with taking photos completely nude. Shit, not even with the lingerie on either. Not that you were prude or anything but you’ve never sent nudes in your life to any man, ever. You look at him, dumbfounded as if you weren’t sure you heard him correctly.

“Come on baby. It’ll be fun, you know you can trust me” Rafe insists giving you that look you couldn’t resist. He basically jumps off the bed before you could answer him and walks towards the dresser to grab your polaroid and sets it on the nightstand.

At this point you roll with and decide to be spontaneous in the moment. You did trust him with your life. He barely let anyone look at you fully clothed so he sure as hell wouldn’t let a soul get their hands on polaroids of you completely naked and fucked out.

“Hmm actually…you know what babe? Yeah, fuck it” you bat your lashes and shoot him a wink.

“Yeah?” Rafe automatically reaches for the polaroid.

“Want some shots of you in that lingerie too” he winks.

You get on all fours as you arch your back towards Rafe as he snaps a photo, getting a good shot of your plump ass.

“God damn. You are the sexiest girl ever, y’know that? I’m lucky as fuck” Rafe stated, giving a slap to your ass.

“Ohhh stop it Rafe! I’m the lucky one here. Have you seen yourself?” You chime in.

“Yeah, yeah whatever you say just take the damn compliment princess and keep posing f’me” Rafe rolls his eyes.

He proceeds to take multiple shots as you pose for him until his dick starts growing painfully hard in his boxers. You notice this as you keep eyeing his bulge. He pulls his boxers off, cock springing free and slapping his stomach with a string of precum dripping off the tip.

“Fuck, baby. Look what you do to me” he moans.

“Soooo big Rafe, n-need your cock right now” you whimper, drooling at the sight of his hard cock.

Rafe hovers over you, arms caging you in.

“Yeah? I want to watch you fall apart” Rafe whispers in your ear.

“Well fuck me like you mean it then daddy” you smirk.

“Take this shit off now.” he demands, eyes darting to the lingerie on your body.

“Yes Ra—“ he doesn’t even let you finish.

“Nah, you’re going to regret that sweetheart.. you know what I want, y’know what to call me.” Rafe’s eyes darken.

“Sorry d-daddy I-I didn’t mean to” you stutter, quickly throwing your pamties off and unhooking your bra throwing it on the ground.

“There you go. That’s my good girl” Rafe takes a good look at your bare figure as he slips two fingers in your pussy.

“Mmm, all wet and needy f’me already huh? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” Rafe teases, pulling his fingers out of you and sliding them into his mouth devouring your slickness.

Rafe offers no warning as he lines up to your entrance shoving his cock so deep into you making you scream. You shift beneath him completely caught off guard at the feeling of his cock stretching you out to the hilt. He grabs your wrists and pins your arms above your head.

“Ah ah, stop squirming ‘round slut. You can take it, I know you can. Take this cock like the whore that you are” Rafe grits. He continues to thrust, slow and deep into your cunt, making sure to hit your g-spot at just the right angle.

“It’s too much daddy, too big for me, don’t know if I can take—” you cry.

“It’s too much daddy” Rafe laughs, mocking you. He lets go of the grip on your wrists, wrapping one hand around your throat and the other hand grabs your leg throwing it over his shoulder.

This new angle drove him wild, it gave him a whole different feel of your pussy.

“Pussy feels so fuuuuckin’ good, love watching my cock slide in and out of this wet cunt. So tight, and grippin’ me so damn good baby” Rafe grunts.

Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, his cock sending you into a state of euphoria.

“Mhmm, pussy is all yours daddy, all yours to fucking ruin and do as you please” you whine, nails digging into his back leaving crescent moons and scratches.

Rafe is pounding into you at a faster pace now, movements getting more rough and sloppy.

He loved watching you cry, moan and scream beneath him. It turned him on even more seeing you in such vulnerable positions taking his dick so well.

“Oh my god, right there! RIGHT THERE Rafe! Feels sooo good, p-please don’t stop! m’gonna cum for you daddy!” you moan as you hit your climax, shaking and squirting all over him.

Rafe pulls away from you. “Shit, look at that, you drenched my cock you slut.”

“Want you to taste yourself. Get up. On your knees now.” he orders.

You do as he says getting on your knees. Rafe settles down in front of you. His length at full attention right in front of your face, exactly right where he wanted it. He grabs the back of your neck pushing you towards him, your lips now brushing the tip of his cock.

“Hey, hey. Look at me baby” he mewls, hand grabbing your chin.

His hands travel towards your throat giving it a good squeeze, the other hand grabbing his length giving it a little tug and without warning he shoves his dick in your mouth. You choke, gasping for air as you try to pull away.

“Stop movin’ take this cock in that pretty little mouth….yes, fuckin’ just like that, tastes real good hmmm?” Rafe teases giving your cheek a firm slap.

He’s holding your head to keep you still as he continues to roughly pound his cock into your throat. You couldn’t help but moan sending vibrations to his dick. You loved when Rafe used your mouth for his own pleasure, sure you couldn’t breathe, and he was brutal but it turned you on.

His thrusts start to get sloppy. He’s sweating, cheeks are flushed and his bangs clinging to his forehead.

“Shiiiit, m’gonna fucking cum. Oh fuck. Here it comes baby. Swallow all of it, you slut, every single drop” Rafe grunts, more profanities spilling from his mouth and moans filling the room.

He gives you no time to breathe as his hips buck and his warm seed shoots deep down your throat.

“Mmmm so so good daddy, always taste s’good” you praise.

Rafe just stares, completely enamored by you. In his eyes, you were absolutely still beautiful after being fucked out and ruined.

“My god, you’re somethin’ else. You pretty little thing. Pose for me baby girl.” Rafe kisses your forehead and gets off the bed.

He grabs his boxers and puts them back on as he grabs the polaroid once more snapping a few photos of you.

You were kneeling with your legs spread apart with your hands placed on the bed in front of you. Your hair is in shambles, makeup running, cheeks red, eyes still teary and drool dribbling off the sides of your mouth. Rafe takes another moment to admire you.

He suddenly grabs his pants off of the floor and pulls out his wallet.

“Babe, what are you doing? Are you going somewhere or something?” you ask curiously, giving Rafe a pouty look.

“No, no princess. Don’t worry. Umm, just… putting this sexy thing in my wallet for keepsake to remind me what I have waiting for me at home.” Rafe responds with a wicked smile.

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drewstarkeyyslut · 2 months

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POLAROID GIRL📷 ᡣ𐭩

Summary: rafe wishes to take polaroid pictures of you after sex and he always gets what he wants ✨

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut (p in v), oral sex (throat fucking), choking kink, daddy kink, use of slut/whore, reader gets slapped on the cheek.

A/N: don’t mind me as i will be posting my fics from my old blog on here all over again throughout the week or so since i can’t just reblog them bc they are completely gone from there… starting off w/ my most popular fic🥺