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ginnymoonbeam · 5 months

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My Dear Gangster Oppa ep 3 let's gooo!

- Funny how none of Guy's other internet friends are sus in Wahl's eyes. Just the hot guy. Funny.

- Listen I know this ain't about them but the vibe between Pai and Muffin is immaculate. Fluffy femme getting bossed around by a bike dyke and batting her eyes about it? Six seasons and a movie please.

- Even Tom has caught on that Tew likes Guy. They are both so pathetic, I love it.

- Tew got to do a rescue! What a good day for him. And once again Guy isn't content to just swoon about it, he's gotta ask the tough questions like "why did those dudes seem scared of you?" What a good day for me.

- Y'all who said Tul is the best character were so right.

- I would clown on Tew for this but if I'd gotten cornered into telling a giant lie my first instinct would also be "okay how can I adjust my whole life to make this true before anyone finds out"

- Oh my god if the "buy an entire restaurant to look legit for a cute boy" scheme sparks a mob world paranoia spiral I'm going to be SO happy

- Oh my god if this is going to be a problem boyfriend for Tul I'm going to be SO HAPPY

- Kenji is so creepy and gross. Not even in a fun way.

- Okay so I wasn't exactly sure about the nuances of Wahl's departure before, but now it's clear. He stuck by Guy and refused to leave (and rejected a call from Nami? Caller ID wasn't translated) until the rest of the friends showed up and it wasn't just Hot Dude there. Then it's suddenly very important that he go watch Nami's presentation. I hope Nami dumps him.

- Every time Wahl looks perturbed at the idea that he's no longer the center of Guy's universe, an hour is added to my life.

- Okay, there's some poetry in the fact that Tew is wearing this candy-shop polo shirt because he almost got stabbed and then beat a guy half to death.

- I said to a friend this week that even though this show is chock full of tropes, there's an earnest air to them, like they're reinventing the tropes from first principles. This lip wipe is a great example. The foiled attempt coming first makes it feel oddly fresh. So much of why I'm enjoying this show comes down to that kind of detail.

- I guess this Boss kid is the spy sent by Kenji's people? but I can still ship him and Tul.

- IS he the spy? He's being way too weird to be a good one. Whatever, I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy. The way Tul's looking at him is exquisite. Honestly he needs someone bossy and competent to take a little something off his shoulders.

- I'm in love with Tul actually. That is all.

- Mob guys: notoriously can't endure one single day of silence from their beloved without spiraling. Yes this is a Tang Yi callout.

- TEW. TEW MY BESTIE, MY DEAR DUMBASS CHILD. I wasn't gonna say anything about you buying an entire restaurant to cover your identity for your crush, but then you gave him a business card with your apparently very googleable name? SON. You're so dumb. I love you, never change.

I'm glad the mob identity is coming out now, I hope he doesn't somehow manage to cover it up in the cliffhanger continuation. I also hope whatever Boss is there for, he ends up kissing Tul about it.

#my dear gangster oppa #thai bl #ginny liveblogs

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underground-monarch · 1 year

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ok. um. sorry but like

In Empires, only the rulers are Players. Only the leaders of each empire have the ability to die and come back, while their citizens are just mobs that, once dead, are dead for good. Right?

Does anyone see where I'm going with this?

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Icestar (warrior name Icewing) is a fluffy white tomcat with elegant golden-yellow markings on his head, face, back and tail. His intense cyan blue eyes appear cold at first, but warm to the shade of a sunny winter sky when gazing upon those he cares about. His loyalty to his Clan is fierce, and he would not hesitate to give every single one of his nine lives to ensure their safety.

Webbedstar (warrior name Webbedfoot) is a lithe tomcat with short, sleek, murky brown fur. As a newer leader, the others enjoy poking fun at him, and though his reactions and retaliations are those of annoyance, there is often a sparkle in his bright green eyes, like sunlight glinting on the surface of a calm sea.

Redstar (warrior name Redsmoke) is a dark ginger tabby tom. With his usually rumpled fur and dusty black patch markings on his paws and chest and around his striking blue eyes, he perpetually looks as though he has been rolling in soot. He is a mischievous character, and while this trait can come across as antagonising to the other leaders, he is warm at heart and enjoys spending time play-fighting with the Clan’s kits, making the effort to get to know all his Clanmates personally.

Crystalstar (Crystalheart) is a pale ginger tabby she-cat. While the expression in her jade-green eyes might often be read as gentle, she is not a leader to be underestimated; a skilled fighter and hunter making use of her quick wits and unusual pale-purplish claws, she will always stand up for her Clan. Although she is usually more level-headed than her brother, she is not above participating in mischief, and to others’ surprise she often seems to enjoy it immensely.

Darkstar (Darkclaw) is a big dark grey and black tabby. His pelt is unusually coarse, except for his soft pale cream belly fur. He is a ruthless fighter, determined to make sure his Clan is the greatest and ready to unsheathe his claws on anyone at a moment’s notice. His desire for power smoulders in his deep amber eyes.

Goldenstar (Goldenwing) is a long-haired she-cat; her sleek golden-brown fur ought to be elegant, but it is often ruffled by playful wrestling matches with her Clanmates and fellow leaders. Her yellowy-green eyes glow like the summer sun reflecting off a grassy hillside as one bathes in its invigorating warmth. Her Clan and their home territory is her life, her heart; if anyone wanted to take it from her, they would have to kill her ten times before she would stop fighting.

Petalstar (Petalshine) is a petite she-cat with beautiful long, pale pinkish-beige fur. Her warm brown eyes hold the deepest secrets of the earth, and her heart holds the peace of the world. Although less willing to unsheathe her claws, she is still a formidable barrier against threats to her Clan.

Shrubstar (Shrubtail) is a small yet strong she-cat. Her fluffy tabby fur is marbled with a hundred shades of brown and grey, and her dark green eyes express a slight haunted depth behind her usual bubbly happiness.

Leopardstar (Leopardpelt) is a lanky golden tomcat, his short fur awarded with brown tabby-like rosettes that ripple across his sleek body like the dancing dappled shadows of leaves across the ground. His Clan is smaller than others, but no less fiercely protected; he will do anything - anything - to make sure his home remains unharmed.

Earthstar (Earthheart) is a short sandy and dark brown tabby tom with a tall spirit. The people he loves mean more to him than anything, and his Clan never tire of witnessing that fact. Despite his stature, he is a powerful leader, and any who belittle his Clan regret getting themselves on the wrong side of his claws. The frequent flash in his emerald eyes could describe any emotion from relaxed happiness to eager mischief to vengeful anger.

Oceanstar (Oceantail) is a large yet elegant she-cat. Her pale, almost bluish fur is mostly short and sleek, but her contrasting long and flowing tufts on her tail, ankles, elbows and ears give her an aura of majesty. Her eyes are light pink in colour, but the connotations of softness in that shade are a misleading foil to her unending determination to protect her Clan and those she loves.

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welp. this was a fun little writing and character design exercise!

I have ideas for the season 2 characters as well, but I’ll probably post those separately, so keep an eye out for that :]

I was planning on having done drawings of each of them before making this post, but my arting braincells aren’t currently active and my writing braincells are, so yeah here ya go :) I’m still planning on drawing them at some point though! (but then again I’ve also been planning to draw my Last Life Warrior Cats AU characters for like. a year. and that still hasn’t happened sooooo. we’ll see 😅)

but if anyone else wants to draw these guys, please please please do!!!!! I would absolutely love to see how others interpret these descriptions, so if you do please tag me! :D

I might do a bit more worldbuilding on this concept as well, maybe come up with Clan names and other characters and stuff like that, maybe write some actual stories with these characters... 👀

#esmp warrior cats au #empires smp #empires smp s1 #esmp #empires smp au #empires smp fic #mcyt #scott smajor #jimmy solidarity #fwhip #geminitay #mythicalsausage #pearlescentmoon #katherine elizabeth #shubble #joey graceffa #joel smallishbeans #lizzie ldshadowlady #<- for reference of who's who. if it wasn't clear :)

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annathesillyfriend · 2 years

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I swear, everytime I am surprised with just how quick the month ended 🤯 Life's been really trying me lately and all these incredible writers and their amazing stories have been keeping me sane. I am so thankful for that! I hope you're gonna enjoy these fics just as much 😌

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

Also, please, mind the writers’ warnings!

🌊BUCKY BARNES🌊

my city, my partner by @real-jane

↳ one shot, this!!! i want this!!!

let go by @all1e23

↳ one shot, 18+, stunning work 🙌

incadescent glow (your touch brought forth) by @cupidsbarnes

↳ one shot, firefighter!bucky x single mum!reader, i have no words, it's just so wonderful 🥺

unexpected by @pellucid-constellations

↳ one shot, army vet!bucky x teacher!reader, AHHHHH loved this!

a touchable dream by @nexusnyx

↳ series, dad!bucky, my love for this story and Nyx is out of control. i feel so connected to these characters, it's almost like i know them in real life. this fic has brought so much joy to my life!!

hide and seek by @musingsinmoonlightnlight

↳ one-shot, 18+, bucky barnes can get it. and by it i mean gloating rights... among other things 👀

little punk by @/musingsinmoonlightlibrary

↳ one-shot, mob!bucky, Suz, you bloody legend you 😁

not even a little by @intrepidacious

↳ one-shot, roommate!au, what we like best - pining idiots in love

lost in the woods by @sweetdreamsbuck

↳ one-shot, beefy!lumberjack!bucky, you probably know that already bit bunny and lumby live in my heart rent free

common law by @/indyluckycharlie

↳ one-shot, agent!reader, when i make a mistake, i get yelled at and she ends up married to bucky barnes??? not fair

🌊STEVE ROGERS🌊

an olive branch by @real-jane

↳ one-shot, loving Kate's work comes to me as easy as breathing i swear

the best thing that's ever been mine by @velvetcloxds

↳ one-shot, stark!reader, 💙

let my heart bleed. by @xbuchananbarnes

↳ one-shot, 18+, steve rogers owns my body, mind and soul

in the name of the king by @anika-ann

↳ one-shot, knight!steve, get your tissues ready and jump in!

ice-cream by @anika-ann

↳ one-shot, 🍦🍦🍦👀

you by @bucky-murdock-moans

↳ one-shot, Vidra, you are literally gonna make me melt one day 🥺

'til the morning comes by @rodrikstark

↳ series, senator!steve, an "aranged" marriage, LOVED THIS!!

under my skin by @indyluckycharlie

↳ one-shot, steve grant rogers was born to be teased send tweet

🌊SAM WILSON🌊

where love blooms by @lovelyavengers

↳ one-shot, loved this one 🥰

breakfest in bed by @callingsergeantbarnes

↳ one-shot, this. this is what i want in life

🌊MATT MURDOCK🌊

silly & sweet by @/bucky-murdock-moans

↳ one-shot, this is so soft, reading this felt like hugging a fluffy cat 🥰

🌊PETER PARKER🌊

rainy day inn by @userholland

↳ one-shot, neighbour!reader, friends to lovers, this is just so nice 🥺

secrets over ice-cream by @spidernerdsblog

↳ one-shot, i love dad!peter so much 😫

pistolwhip by @silkscream

↳ series, 18+, university au, friends to lovers, friends with benefits, fake dating, unrequited love, delicious fic 👌

stolen moments by @waitimcomingtoo

↳ one-shot, start!reader, it's just great, loved this so much 💕

this fic by @darlingparker

↳ one-shot, very very cute shit!!

ground me by @thegirlintheswivelchair

↳ one-shot, if you need a little cry, Kena's got you 😅

the baby assignment by @vendettaparker

↳ one-shot, stark!reader, this is such a fun read 😁

be my girl by @peterbenjiparker

↳ one-shot, friends to lovers, M owns my heart, this is just so 🥰🥰🥰

hamatria by @peteprker

↳ series, dark!peter x stark!reader, now, this is what i like to call masterpiece. phenomenal work 👏👏

🌊JOAQUIN TORRES🌊

bloom by @fluffyprettykitty

↳ one-shot, joaquin and flowers are the best combo ever

🌊THOR ODINSON🌊

rumble. by @xbuchananbarnes

↳ one-shot, Dani back at it again with such a stunning piece 😌

🌊TOM HOLLAND🌊

prince you've been gone by @heyhihellowhatsup0

↳ series, prince!tom, miss Nicole back at it again with one banger of a story, loved this!

lovefool by @totheblood

↳ one-shot, best friend's brother!tom, loved this one!

back to back by @venomsilk and @justapurrcat

↳ one-shot, childhood friends to lovers, S and Lia did such a wonderful job here, what a great story!

to be real by @softholand

↳ series, social media au, singer!reader, loved this so much!

🌊HARRY HOLLAND🌊

the bet by @farfromharry

↳ one-shot, haven't read a harry fic in a hot minute and i missed him, this was great!

🌊ANDY BARBER🌊

wanna be yours(weetheart) by @shieldedreams

↳ one-shot, this is just so bloody adorable 🥰

🌊NATHAN DRAKE🌊

chocolate and cuddles by @justapurrcat

↳ one-shot, i need him to give me a hug. or five. or just one very very long hug. i'm not picky

this fic by @xoluvx

↳ one-shot, my birthday's in like 2 months so if anyone wants to get me a voucher for a make out sess with nathan, feel free to do so 😌

don't blame me by @lauras-collection

↳ one-shot, 18+, enemies to lovers, fun fact - when you look up 'talent' in the dictionary, you're gonna find a photo of Laura. like for real

#anna's fic recs #fic recs #may 2022 fic recs #marvel fic recs #peter parker x reader #tom holland x reader #bucky barnes x reader

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thosepeakyboysimagines · 2 years

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*not my gif*

Arranged (Part 3)

Pairing: Finn Shelby x Y/N

Summary: You were the youngest child of you fathers, being part of a mob family in the heart of New York, your family had many enemies in the city, and even further away, and your life was about to change after a Peaky Boy barged into your life.

Warning: swearing, use of alcohol, fluffy, flirting, drunk reader

Arriving finally, at the docks in England. Finn taking your hand to exit the ship. The rest of the family following behind. You looked around as you walked out the door around the docks. It seemed much different here. Darker, colder, lots of smoke.

"Come on, love." Finn spoke from behind you laying his hand on your hip. You walked down as everyone still close behind.

"Welcome to England. Specifically, London. Where we also own most of it, y/n. So no need too worry anywhere you go around here. There is always someone watching." Thomas exclaimed.

"So fucking happy to be back on English soil. The smell of shit in the morning is always the best." Arthur exclaimed walking behind and passed you.

"Lets go. There is a house full of people waiting for our arrival and to celebrate the union of our youngest brother." Tommy said as he held the door of the car that sat in front of the boat open and let you in. Taking his hand as you kept you balance to get into the car. Finn following behind you and sitting. The driver starting the car and began driving.

"Listen my family isn't, ordinary. We are going to Tom's house. There will be a house pretty much full of gypsy's. They have no filter and no manners." Finn spoke starting to get nervous. You placed a hand over his.

"Finn, calm down. I'll be okay. I promise." You said looking into his eyes. He took a deep breathe and settled himself into his seat. As you drove through the city of London you couldn't help but just get lost in the hustle of the people around. Much like New York.

"We are here, love." You heard Finn whisper to you a shook you awake. You must of fallin asleep from the long boat ride. You opened your eyes and looked out the window. The car moved as Finn got out. Seeing the large house sat in the middle of a huge field. Finn opened the door as he rounded the car. Taking your hand he helped you out of it. The driveway was full of cars, carriages, and even just horses. Not something you were used to back in New York. Everyone meeting in the middle of the driveway, Polly coming to your side.

"Just remember love, these are gypsies. They love a good time. I think deep inside you, you have a bit of spunk and fun." She said smiling at you. You and Finn linked arms as you two walked in the house. Getting closer you realized how actually huge it was. Walking through the door you heard people around the house, very loud, maybe even drunk. Finn taking a deep breathe before walking further into the house.

"It'll be alright. I'm not easy to scare away." You told him and placing a kiss on his cheek. You saw him settle a bit and began walking further into it.

"There he is!" You heard a loud short man say as he walked towards the two of you.

"Look at you. Big, strong, with a beautiful lady by your side. Never thought I'd see the day boy." He said slapping Finn on the cheek and taking your hand to place a kiss upon it.

"Y/N This is Johnny Dogs. Don't really know who he is to me, but he's been here." Finn said introducing you to Johnny.

"Pleasure to meet you Johnny." You said with a smile.

"And she has manners boy. Good for you. Come, love. We will introduce you to having no manners around here." Johnny spoke before taking you hand. You smiled and looked back at Finn who looked nervous.

It's alright. Go have fun.

You mouthed to Finn. You followed by Johnny, who grabbed two Champagnes off a tray a server was carrying by. Handing you one and then clanking them for a cheers.

"This here is your now sister-in-law Ada." Johnny said walking to a young women, with curly hair and red lipstick on. She engulfed you into a hug with a smile.

"So happy to meet you finally. I know that the situation with how you and Finn were married wasn't ideal. But we are so happy to welcome you to the family." She spoke pulling away from you.

"Thank you Ada. So happy to be here." You said sipping your champagne.

"Oh here, this is Lizzie, Thomas' wife." She she motioned to the tall, slender women stood next to her.

"very nice to meet you Mrs. Shelby." You said putting your hand out to shake hers.

"Oh please, Lizzie it is. Your family now." She said engulfing you into a hug also. Thrown off by all this love you never experienced it in this way, so soon in a relationship, but you enjoyed it very much.

"Please come, drink. Let's get you loose for the night of partying to come." Lizzie said handing you a whiskey and taking it in one shot with the rest of them.

“There it is. Get her lose Lizzie. We need to learn who she really is!” Polly said coming around you and handing you another glasses of whiskey.

“Sweetheart there no need to be nervous here. We are all family, we are all here to celebrate you and Finn. So let’s have some fun.” Polly said with a smile and clinked glasses together.

About 3 hours passed and you just talked and drank with all the girls of the family you had just met. It was actually really good time. Started understand the business that was ran by the Shelby family. But you hadn’t seen Finn in awhile. You actually like seeing him and having his presence in yours. You heard glasses clinking and then saw Johnny on a table looking like he was pretty drunk.

"Listen up! Listen up. It is time for the newlywed's first dance." He yelled out. Everyone clapped and made way for you to walk to the dance floor. Meeting with Finn in the middle.

"Long time no see, love." He said taking your hand in his. Could tell he was a bit drunk. His face was a bit red, and his eyes were glossy. You smiled at him as he pulled you into him. You rest your head on his chest, and he took you hand in his.

"You having fun?" He asked as the music started.

"I am, your family is a lot of fun." You told him with a smile.

"Well, that's good. I was worried you wouldn't find anything you liked here." He whispered bringing your hand into him as he held it. He seems to get pretty lovely dovey when he was drunk.

"No, I knew I would have found something. Whether it was the land, or the people." You told him. People now slow dancing around you two.

"Good, I'm glad. I hope you come to like me eventually. Honestly, didn't think I'd like an Italian in my life, no offense. But you aren't to bad." He said catching you off guard. He was very truthful when he was drunk too apparently.

"Well, I'm glad I could help change your mind about us." You said with a little giggle.

About 3 hours later, it was now 2 in the morning and you could barley walk with how much alcohol they were feeding you.

"Finn!" You called out slurring his name and stumbling through the house.

"Have you seen Finn?" You asked Ada somewhat falling into her.

"No, love are you okay?" She asked with a worried face.

"Oh, yeah. Im perfect, just missing my husbands face." You said with a giggle and a smile.

"Well I'm happy you are coming around to him." She said with a interesting look.

"FINN!" You yelled turning from Ada and walking into the next room, that was empty.

"Finn." You said once more at pretty much a whisper. You fell into a chair in the the room and listened to the sound of the cracking wood in the fireplace not to far from you.

"Finn. Where the fuck are you?" You asked out loud to yourself.

"Y/N?" You heard a familiar voice say entering the room.

"Finn?" You asked sitting up in the chair.

"Hello, love. I heard you were looking for me." He said coming and kneeling in front of you. Seeing him a little more clear now.

"Gosh your so cute." You said grabbing his cheeks and pushing them together making his lips pucker.

"Where the fuck where you?" You said remembering that you went looking for him and couldn't find him. You mood changing in a literal seconds, and smacking him on his am. It was the Italian in you.

"There's the Italian I was expecting when I met you." He said taking your hand in his.

"Where were you?" You asked again not getting an answer.

"I was out in the stables with Tommy, Arthur and Johnny Dogs. We were racing the horse. Something gypsies do during parties. I'm sorry I wasn't by you. Didn't expect for you to get this angry about it." He said standing back up.

"No, no, no. I'm not angry. I just missed you." You said standing up, but barely being able to balance yourself as you fell into him.

"All right, love. Let's get you to bed." He said as he picked you up bridal style.

"Yeah, bed. That sounds nice." You said as you cuddled your face into his chest.

"Is she alright?" You heard Polly ask.

"Yeah, just super drunk. By the way Pol, she is feisty." Finn said to her.

"Oh you haven't seen feisty yet." You said lifting your head slightly causing a giggle to come from Finn and Polly.

"Good luck Finn." Polly said and you felt yourself being carried away.

"Hey Tom. I'm going to go lay her down. Any room okay?" Finn asked stopping again.

"We set up a room all the way at the end of the hallway." Tommy told Finn and Finn walking again. Going up the stairs, and then down the hall. Hearing the door open, then close. Softly you were set on a very soft, fluffy bed.

"Lord, I feel like I'm laying on a cloud." You spoke.

"Yeah, Tommy never skimps in quality." Finn said.

"Can you help me with my clothes please?" You asked trying to sit up. Finn grabbing ahold of you hand to help you sit up.

"Yeah. Here, raise your arms." He said and you did as told. Feeling the cold air around your hit your now naked skin you shivered a little.

"Come on, love, let's get you under the blankets before you catch a cold." He said helping you stand as he pulled back the blankets.

"Alright here you are love. Just sit and you are back in the bed." He said as you plopped back into the big bed. Finn putting the blankets over you and standing back up.

"Well, goodnight, I will see you in the morning for breakfast. Maybe. If you wake in time." He said with a slight giggle.

"Wait, you aren't sleeping in here?" You asked grabbing his arm before he got too far.

"Uhm, I wasn't planning on it, Didn't think you wanted me to being just married, and just meeting." He said.

"No, I want you to sleep in here with me." You said making a pouty face.

"Okay, love, I will. I'm just going to go downstairs for a bit longer to spend time with everyone." He said kissing the back of your hand.

"Please. Can you come lay with me?" You said not letting him go.

"Okay, love." He said with a soft smile to you. He turned to the chair in front of the fireplace. Unbuttoning his vest, then his shirt and setting them on top of the jacket. Looking at how fit he was. You were actually kind of surprised. You thought he was going to be scrawny like most the guys there were tall like him and his physic.

"Damn." Slipped out of your mouth like word vomit. A light scoff coming from Finn. He unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to the floor along with sliding his shoes off. He rounded the bed to the other side of you. Sinking into the bed seeming as if he was trying not to touch you. As he settled in the bed, you turned and laid your head on his naked chest.

"Finn, its okay to touch me. Remember I'm your wife now." You told him.

"I know, I'm just trying to be polite and not overstep with you." He said.

"Oh darlin, believe me you'll know if you over step with me." You said looking up at him and pecking his lips and laying your head back down. He finally wrapped his arm around your and pulled you closer to him. You threw your leg over his and laid your hand on the other side on his chest, as he laid his head on top of yours.

"I think I like you." You said to him.

"I think I like you too." He said back.

Maybe there was a future for you the Shelby boys life. I guess we'll find out.

#Finn Shelby #finn shelby x you #finn shelby x y/n #imagine #imagines

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kitewithfish · 1 year

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Reading Meme for Jan 4 2023

What I've Read

The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System ( Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong) Vol. 3 by Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù with Faelicy (Translator) - This seems to have been the end of the real arc of the story, and it landed in a good and very tropey place.

if you were a mythical thing by Kangofu_CB - MCU and Marvel Comics (Hawkeye, mostly) - 74K - https://archiveofourown.org/works/42952029 - Bucky/Clint - This is pretty cute and fluffy. Werewolf au without omegaverse elements. Clint Barton, not a superhero, gets in trouble with the Ukrainian mob and flees to a small town where everyone is really, really nice and people keep sniffing him? The werewolf element is cute - I vaguely wanted a little more angst because I love angst related to keeping secrets and this fic was just like, Nah, that's not what we're here for.

Penric's Demon by Lois McMaster Bujold - I am legitimately annoyed by how long this took me to read! I bought this book two years ago and just looked at in my stack and didn't read it! But someone on DW read it recently, mentioned that the dynamic between Penric and the demon that inadvertently comes to share his body is really similar to Eddie Brock and the Venom symbiote, and welp, here I am, I love this and I bought the next four novellas because my library system doesn't have them all as ebooks. (It was a gift card to Barnes and Noble and I want Lois to have some walkin' around money.)

A Prayer for the Crown-Shy by Becky Chambers - Also a book that I had been sitting on. The first book with these characters, A Psalm for the Wild-Build, came at a deeply needful time and was a great read for the book club. I have a vivid memory from the summer of 2021 of sitting on the back porch in the sun and feeling like the world wasn't doomed. I will love Becky Chambers forever for that book, and this one is a worthy successor. It's calm and introspective and gentle with the foibles of sentient minds.

What I'm Reading

let the river run by Astolat - A Robb/Jaime/Brienne fic about finding a man worth fighting for. This is literally just pure fealty fic.

The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System (Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong) Vol. 4 by Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù with Faelicy (Translator) - I think this is a collection of short stories with main and side characters from the main series of this. It's goofy and fun.

The World We Make by NK Jemisin (Great Cities 2) - I love this unabashedly so far.

Westerns: Making the Man in Fiction and Film by Lee Clark Mitchell - slightly on hold 2312 by Kim Stanley Robinson - Slowly What I'll Read Next Gideon the Ninth

Library books in the house: Tiger's Daughter - K Arsenault Rivera - Will abandon, library called it back The Book of the Unnamed Midwife - Meg Elison The Uncle's Story - Witi Ihimaera - information I gathered from elsewhere suggests this is even gayer than I thought

Owned and need to read: Frey Marske's A Restless Truth, and Susanna Clarke's Pirenesi California Bones, Raven Song by IA Ashcroft, Kraken's Sacrifice by Katee Robert, Even Though I Know the End by CL Polk, True Colors by Karen Traviss, At The Feet of the Sun by Victoria Goddard, Tamryn Eradani's Enchanting Encounters Books 2 and 3, Like Real People Do by EL Massey, Tom Stoppard, invention of love.

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duskholland · 3 years

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Okay, um soft mob!tom calling your princess? Like both in an nsfw way but also in a domestic way, like he loves and adores and is in awe of his princess? He has hella hearteyes for his princess.....(kill me now)

so...it would turn out I am, perhaps...feral for this concept. extended warnings beneath cut but this contains nsfw 18+ content !! minors dni.

— it’s mob monday !! —

extended warnings: this descends into smut, including oral (m-receiving) and MxF unprotected sex (please practice safe sex ! condoms act as a barrier against STIs as well as unplanned pregnancy).

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It had started off innocently.

Tom’s men call him the king, sometimes. The King of London, King of the Mob. You gather it’s more an inside joke than anything serious, but one day, you feel your ears prick as someone flippantly refers to Tom as the king, and your curiosity piques as you watch your boyfriend roll his eyes. After the man leaves, Tom walks over to you and curls his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into your neck and pressing a flurry of warm kisses to your skin.

“Do you like being called the king?” You ask, turning in his arms to face him. Your hands go to his shoulders, and his rest on your waist, fingers firm. Tom shrugs, humming a little.

“I find it amusing,” he says, running his thumbs over your sides. You shift a little closer, drawn to him like a moth to a flame. “Makes me feel powerful, I suppose.”

“You are,” you remind him, a teasing smile on your face as you reach up to stroke a hand through his hair. “You’re the King of London.”

Tom grins, the tips of his teeth glinting. “If I’m the king, you’re my queen.” When you pull a face, your boyfriend raises an eyebrow. “Oh, you don’t like that?” He pauses, thinking. “How about the princess, hm? My princess.”

Your throat runs dry, and suddenly you become very aware of a throbbing heat between your legs. You bite at your lower lip, a soft noise of reaction travelling into the air as you process the way Tom’s smooth, accented voice sounds as he calls you his princess. You like it. You like it so much it’s almost embarrassing.

“Yes,” you say, voice hoarse.

“Yes?” Tom’s smirking now. He can see right through you, grinning wider as he moves closer to kiss your cheek. His hands pull you nearer, drawing you in until your crotch presses directly to his. The scent of his minty mouthwash floats out across your face, and you sink into him. “Do you like being called my princess?”

A shiver rolls down your spine, and you nod wordlessly.

Tom kisses you very softly.

“Interesting,” he muses. “Very interesting.”

From there, he makes a point of it, throwing out the pet name every now and again just to watch you melt for him.

In the living room, when he suddenly appears with a cup of tea in tow and presses it into your cold hands. “For my princess,” he says, kissing your forehead fondly.

In the kitchen, when you’re eating together and he reaches over to offer you a bite of his food. “Open up, princess.”

In the bedroom, when you’re showing off your newest dress. It’s a silky number - silver and stitched with dazzling jewels that you dread to ask if are real or fake. You spin around, the hem drifting through the air.

“Well?” You ask.

Tom stands from the bed, reaching you and smoothing his hands over your shoulders. His eyes glint with appreciation as he takes you in.

“You look stunning, princess,” he coos. “Really, really gorgeous.” He kisses your cheek chastely. “The most beautiful woman in the world.”

But princess doesn’t stay innocent for long - not around Tom. He still sprinkles it through daily life whenever he deems it appropriate, but it’s soon to sink deeper. It isn’t long before he’s calling you princess with his hands in your hair as you take him in your mouth, eyes prickling tears as he fucks the back of your throat.

“So good,” he moans, voice raspy. His face is flushed, and you enjoy the feeling of deep throating him. “Taking me so well, princess.”

His favourite way to use the pet name is when you’re on top, though. His hands on your waist, guiding you as you bounce over his length. You love it - love the power that comes with assuming this position, love the way it grants you front row access to Tom’s face. The expressions of enjoyment and the grunting pants that leave his mouth as you ride him fuel you on.

“You look so fucking pretty,” he moans. His hands are hot against your hips, palms slick with sweat. Tom looks so hot like this, with his face red and a sheen of sweat on his forehead. You’ve messed up his hair, unravelled his strands from the gel, brought it back into curls that now droop across his forehead. “So good for me, aren’t you? Riding me so bloody well.”

You whimper as he brings a hand down to play with your clit, the movement easy and frictionless due to the mess of arousal, spit and lube between your thighs. Fire rages in the pit of your stomach as you feel your climax building.

“Just feels so good,” you moan, panting. You clench your hands around his bare shoulders, digging in for purchase. “Love it.”

The sounds of skin meeting skin just spur you on, and as you lower yourself against him again, you cry out as you feel the tip of him brush up deeply within you. You clench around him and Tom groans, eyes fluttering shut as his hips snap up to meet yours.

“Don’t stop,” he begs, voice weak. With a grunt, he opens his eyes, looking at you through a lust-filled gaze. “C’mon darling, that’s it. Take me. So fuckin’ tight around me, lovie.” The hand on his hip shifts around to hold your ass, and Tom smirks widely when you whimper as he grabs handfuls of you. The hand toying with your clit speeds up. “You like it, don’t you? Being my pretty princess, fucking yourself on my cock. Going to let me fill you up, hmm? Let me fill up your pretty pussy?”

Your head falls forward, forehead pressing against Tom’s shoulder. “‘M gonna cum,” you manage, voice tight. You’re so close you can almost feel it, pleasure lapping up against you, threatening to spill.

Tom leans down, licks your earlobe, and then whispers, huskily,

“I want to watch you fall apart for me. Want to feel that tight little cunt squeezing me. Are you going to let me fill you up, princess?”

It sends you over the edge, and you’re a mess of loose limbs and loud moans and slippery skin. You tremble as your peak washes through it, and Tom’s grunting as he releases a few moments later too. You grip at his shoulders, basking in it, feeling his member pulse as he shoots his load into you, your movements growing sloppy and desperate until you’re both coming down from it.

Tom places both hands on your cheeks, drawing you away from his shoulder until he’s able to kiss you, deeply. When he leaves your lips, he takes his mouth on a brief journey around your face, tickling your cheeks and your nose with his chaste kisses. He ends with a suspended warm kiss to your forehead and then pulls back to look at you with adoration in his gaze.

“Love you, princess.”

#requests are open for soft/fluffy mob!tom concepts !!!#tom holland smut #tom holland x reader #tom holland fic #myblurbs #tomblurbs #tom.filth #mob!tomblurbs #mob!tomfic #anonymous #smut

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spideyspeaches · 3 years

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Mob!tom doing a tiktok dance with his girlfriend?

Andkfkt I don't know any tiktok dances other than WAP, but like this is so cute?!

He'd be back from a mission tired and grumpy and all he wants to do is dance and cuddle with his girl cause the mobster gig is not only dangerous but also very tiring.

And when he sees you dancing around freely in the kitchen, a mop in your hand as you sway your hips along the music, all he can do is smile from the doorway because you're so adorable! And when you see him you blush super hard and then he laughs it off but his heart is racing and he just wants to kiss you, and he does. Kiss you.

I don't know about tiktok but you definitely dance all night on some nice songs 😉

Send some mob! Tom concepts!

#anon #tom holland x actress!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x reader smut #mob! tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #fluffy fluffy fluffy #mob!tom #mytomconcepts

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itstaskeen · 3 years

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read THE COFFEE CORNER BY @creatorofthegalaxy , one of the best fics ive read

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minichedders · 5 years

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champagne bubbles

bodyguard!tom holland x reader

Your father was a very important figure within the London crime family, which is why you lived a life of luxury and want, although you liked to stay as down to earth as possible, you treated everyone with kindness, offering help and support to everyone in the house, whether they where worked with your father or where maids. You spent most of your days cooped up in the house, reading, baking, watching films and helping the maids clean, much to their protest. The most excitement you would experiment was an occasional dinner party with your father's snobby friends, or when your father needed you out the house and let you take his card on a shopping spree. Of course, you would always have company though; your bodyguard Tom Holland watched your every move.

It was convenient to be fair, because you liked the fact he watched you, and that you always had his full attention; the both of you had always flirted back and forth, making sure to be discreet in peoples company, but you treasured moments alone, when you felt normal, like you could almost have something serious with Tom.

"Common Tommy, I'm so bored!" You rushed, practically skipping down the stairs, challenging Tom in a race as you were much too eager to go outside. You had managed to convince Tom to take you to your favourite Garden Park Center, where you would no doubt buy a million more plants to fill the house. Tom slugged behind you, unwilling to spend the day looking at plants that all looked the same anyway, but seeing the pure happiness and joy on your face made his heart tinge, willing to do anything with you.

"Comming darling," Tom returned, reaching the bottom of the white spiral staircase, grabbing his assigned car keys and opening the large oak front doors for you. Tom watched as your figure walked past him, your eyes locking before you paced in front of him, allowing him to rake his eyes up and down your body, admiring the baby blue summer dress you wore, with a low square neck and a tight waist, adorning your curves.

Tom raced you to the car door, opening the passenger side of the sleek black Range Rover for you to hop in, almost groaning when he saw he exposed skin beneath your dress skirt. The Garden Center was only a few miles away from the city, so it wasn't a particularly long drive, but it was filled with your loud music and singing, finding inappropriate times to poke Tom in the sides whilst he drove. You took the time to check him out, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the gear stick, admiring how the veins in his arms almost popped out, his tanned skin holding tightly around his strong muscles, which bulged out his tight black and white striped shirt, matched with a pair of black dress pants and black loafers. You smiled to yourself, knowing that you had a big influence on Toms dress sense; before he used to wear the same black suit to work, mostly because he knew it annoyed you, but you brought him a couple of clothes, and whenever you would go shopping together, you always picked out something nice for him, like the black loafers he was wearing right now.

"Stop staring at me," Tom said, a cheeky smile playing on his lips as he briefly turned to look at you, before returning to the road ahead. You scoffed at him, rolling your eyes as you laughed.

"You are wearing the shoes i brought you," You mentioned, turning to look outside the window, watching the city life become more rural as you approached the garden centre.

"Of course i am," Tom replied, aking your smile grow, and silence befell you once more.

"I can't believe you brought 12 fucking plants," Tom snarled, juggling 10 in his hands whilst you carried 2, laughing at him behind you.

"12 is an amateur number darling," You replied, unlocking the door to your room. Because of the large palace, your dad had housed you in, your room was more like a small apartment, containing a small living area, bathroom, closet room and a bedroom. You had kept to the clean black and white theme of the house, with added pastel colours and plants scattered across the rooms, with colourful candles, light shades, and you mall fishtank beside your desk, holding two tiny fish within.

Tom placed the plants on the large table in the living area, sitting down on the white leather corner sofa huffing, watching you go around the room, moving things and reorganizing your space to fit all the plants within. A lazy smile fell on his lips, thinking about how this felt like a relationship; but the realisation of your life being in danger due to the constant threats other crime families made to get a rise out of your father, and how he was your protector. The two of you trained together, worked out together, and he taught you how to shoot and a little defence moves - which wasn't normal in a relationship.

As you were placing your new plant's friends in your bathroom, you began running one, sprinkling pink salts in and bubbles, with a few rose petals and lighting a few candles around the large room. You set up your wireless speaker in the bathroom and began playing your chillout playlist, the music echoing off the bathroom tiles and around your room. You were quietly humming along to the music, capturing the attention of Tom, as he walked into the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe, watching you move across the room, dancing and singing to yourself.

Once the bath was full and warm, you hung your robe above the door and dipped your tensed body in the warm water. You sent Tom a shit-eating grin, daring him to come over and join you; you watched as he walked over to the work surface, crabbing an unused bottle of champagne and two flute glasses, popping open the cork, making you jump slightly as he laughed at you.

Tom walked over with the items, placing on the surface outline the jacuzzi styled bath. You grasped your glass, taking a sip of the rich, gold liquid before throwing at Toms' face. Toms' face was stunned, trying to process the fact that he now had a face full of champagne, thrown at him by the women he hadn't stopped thinking about all week. He opened his eyes to see your smile radiating off your beautiful skin, your hand over your chest as you laughed hard. Your body was covered in pink tinted bubbles, the low hum of the jets filling the room along with the chilling music coming from your speakers.

"Oh, you are in trouble now missy," Tom said, walking closer to the bathtub, before you turned and pointed a single finger at him, stopping his motions.

Tom slowly stripped off his shirt, throwing it with your discarded pile of clothes, and staring at you deeply as he unbuckled his belt, making you gulp and think unsavoury thoughts. Your eyes shamelessly scanned his toned figure, hard muscles raging and bulging, his arm veins contorting with his movements as he climbed at the end of the bathtub opposite you; your heart was beating rapidly, afraid that it might burst out your ribcage, and your face was heated, more so due to the hot steam, but the hot, nearly naked man in front of you definitely contributed. You tried to calm your nerves by pouring yourself another glass of champagne, now chugging the whole glass, staring back at Tom as you sat in silence.

moments passed before either of you moved or spoke, you spent the time staring intently at each other, watching as Toms orbs would change colour and size the more he studied you. " You are so fucking beautiful Y/N," Tom whispered. You hummed in response, not knowing what to do or say in this situation. You and Tom had never put yourselves in this situation before, apart from a slow dance at your father annual gala once, you hadn't been this close, with few clothes on before.

You where cursed with over thinking, normally you would spend the whole day thinking and evaluating one sentence that someone had said to you the previous day, and you would plan out your actions and words in your head when you joined in conversation; but when you and Tom where like this, you didnt think much, to distracted by how he looked at you, like he was in love. So, without thinking or second-guessing, you moved forward, turning so your back was resting against his muscular chest, and his arms wrapped around your bare waist, fighting the urge to touch anything intimate and just keep calm, your head fell back onto toms neck, allowing room for Tom to lean down and plant a small kiss to your exposed neck. The action was gentle, although his intentions and thought where seemingly dirty, he wanted to treasure you first, and ruin you later. You gently hummed to the music, allowing Tom to feel the vibrations on your skin as he continued placing light kisses to your skin.

Tom traced his hands around your skin, before grabbing your waist gently and turning your body, now straddling Toms body with yours, placing your hands on each side of his chest, holding yourself up; the water level still covered your breasts, but Tom could still see the top of the soft, subtle skin, almost making him drool. You leaned forward, taking the dive towards his lips, as your chest fell flush against him, groaning at the contact of your bare nipples against him, lips locking in a slow, intimate kiss. The taste of his lips made you moan, and the way he worked around you made your skin set alight, shivering at his fingertips grazing the skin of your back, eager to firmly grab your ass.

Tom's lips travelled down to your neck, sucking harshly at your skin, no doubt causing his own mark, making you moan a little, causing Toms hands to become a little more adventurous. Your hands held onto Toms' shoulder, then other cupping the nape of his neck, tugging at his har when his hands cupped your flush ass cheeks, playing with them as he continued his attack on your neck. Tom was obsessed with marking you, wanting to remember the moment for as long as possible, and call you his girl and spend the rest of his days with you.

"This is crazy, Tommy," You moaned, you lips falling to his shoulder, biting lightly.

"I know, but you drive me fucking crazy, I've been thinking about you ever since i saw you. I know its crazy but i would be more than willing to give you everything you need, everything you want, i don't care about your father, i care about you, only you," He said, carefully brushing through your hair, soothing you as you listened to his affectionate words. Never in your life had any man confessed feelings like that to you, and you were smitten. The idea of building a relationship with Tom and being happy filled you with joy; you were ready, ready to give everything, to take everything and to be with him.

"I want you, Tommy," You whimpered.

"I want all of you, angel," He growled.

#tom holland #tom holland smut #tom holland x reader #tom holland one shot #tom holland imagine #fluffy one shot #marvel #marvel fanfiction #marvel one shots #bodyguard!tom #bodyguard!au #mob!tom #mob!tom holland #peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker smut #peter parker fluff

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blissfulparker · 4 years

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I think I’m gonna do some blurbs tonight to help me get into writing some of ‘happiness is a butterfly’ so if you wanna send in some blurbs please do so!

#ive been in the mob!tom and dad!tom mood #just some really fluffy #its been a long week and i wanna cuddle with tom #and haz #and peter #and harry

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spidernerdsblog · 2 years

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Snamzjjs ok I just finish going through the blurbs for MMIH (love it btw) so ok if you’re still doing those blurbs could you do one of the first time Tom and reader have sex after she’s had the kids? Like it’s all fluffy and sensual cuz he wants to be gentle with her and make sure she’s ok and not uncomfortable cuz her body changed

Thank you so much!! Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

Match made in Hell (series)

Passion

Pairing : Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings : 18+, SMUT, minors DNI, lactation kink, slight daddy kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

“They're asleep.” Tom says as he walks in your bedroom bare chested in just his grey sweatpants after checking up on your twins in the nursery.

“You're the best, daddy.” You snickered from inside your covers on the bed. It was Tom's idea that you say daddy and mommy in front of your babies so that it would be their first words and you were having quite some fun teasing him about that.

He shakes his head smiling and gets inside the covers pulling you closer. “Anything for you my mama bear.” He kisses you deeply, pressing you against his body and you wince.

“What's wrong?” Tom pulls back with concern.

“Nothing, it's just my boobs. They are killing me.”

Tom looked down at your full and round breasts. He cupped them both in his hands and started to gently massage them. “Want daddy to make you feel better, princess?”

“Yes please, daddy.” You whimpered. Tom didn't have to be told twice as he pulled down your nightdress. He didn't think you could get any more beautiful but he was proved wrong. Your body grew stunning more than ever— curvy and voluptuous. His hungry eyes feasted upon your tight swollen breasts, nipples large and darker than usual. They started to leak with the slight stimulation of cold air against your warm skin.

Supporting a breast in his palm he closes his mouth around a nipple. He sucks gently, swirling his tongue around it and the milk begins to flow, filling his mouth with your sweetness.

You let out a soft moan of relief. That moan reaches directly down his pants as his cock thickens. You feel his hard length pressed against your stomach and reach out to stroke him through his sweatpants.

“Darling” he says hoarsely looking up at you.

“Hmmm?”

“Don’t start anything we won’t be able to finish.”

You chuckle at his pained expression mixed with arousal. “I want you to finish it tonight.” You guide his hand over your soaked panties.

His breath stalls for a second. It’s been two goddamn months since you two had sex besides the few orals and handjobs. It was literally a torture because nothing compares to being buried deep inside you and hearing your loud moans of his name. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” you gasp when he runs a finger down your slit. “My recovery period is up, the doctor gave the clearance.”

Heat and lust clouds his vision as he pushes you back down on the bed and climbs on top of you. He moves to slide your panties down your legs. Latching onto your breast again he trails his fingers up the inside of your thighs. He spreads your delicate folds rubbing the pad of his thumb on your clit in slow circles. Your back arches when he slides in two thick fingers. A loud moan escapes from your mouth which he knows all too well. Your fingers weave through his soft curls as you grind against his fingers.

He curls his fingers inside you hitting that spongy spot and you start to cum, spurting milk in his mouth. Tom continues to rub your pussy wringing the last bit of pleasure out of you to give you the relief you needed.

“Feel better?”

“A lot.” you pant.

When you come down from your high you push down his sweatpants along with his boxers freeing his thick and hard cock. Tom grabs himself by the head and rubs it between your pussy lips. It slides easily with how wet you are.

“Oh my god.” you moan when he strokes your swollen nub.

Slowly he pushes the tip inside you and you hiss out at the stretch. “Does it hurt?” his brows draw in with concern.

“No! Just go on.” you say urgently.

A groan escapes his mouth as he sinks inside you slowly filling you to the brim. “Shit so tight!” Your warm velvety walls feel like a hot furnace around him. “Oh God I don't think I'm going to last more than ten seconds.”

“I feel so full, Tom. Really didn’t think it would feel this good.” you blabbered in your lust filled haze.

Tom stills inside you, slightly surprised. “You didn’t think it would be good?”

“I pushed out two babies.” you state out plainly looking down at your body.

Tom’s gaze softens as he realizes about your insecurity with your body but he wants you to see the way he sees you— strong and beautiful who brought his children in this world. His fingers intertwine with yours as he pins your hands beside your head. “You're perfect, love.” he kisses the tip of your nose. “This pussy is perfect, so warm and wet. I'm in heaven baby.” And thrusts his hips forward to prove it to you making you both moan.

You clench around him in response and clamp around him tighter. Tom closes his eyes and takes some deep breaths to gain some control so that he doesn't come right away. He then begins to move, setting a steady pace. Hard in, slow out, going deeper with each stroke.

Your breasts rub against his hard chest with every thrust doubling your pleasure. “I'm close.” You whisper and he crashes his mouth to your as your tongues collide against each other greedily. This is it, the love and passion you have for each other. He never felt so connected to you as he does when he is deep inside you, smelling the scent of your skin and hair, the way your legs wrapped around him as he covers your body with his.

You cry against his mouth as both of you climax together wrapped in each other's arms. After the pleasure of your orgasms subsides Tom collapses next to you breathing hard.

“Give me ten minutes and I’ll be ready to go again.” he mumbles into the mattress. You run a hand down his spine and squeeze his ass. His dick jolts awake with renewed enthusiasm.

“Make it five.” you laugh.

Reblogs are appreciated ❤

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sunflowerdaisybee · 3 years

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Sunflower !! Hi!! I thought of a request (and if youve seen it somewhere, it's cause im asking lots of different authors to see the idea in their style !!) so the idea is really angst,,, but its basically that reader (he/they) is a god/admin on the server and he's the dad figure of the bench trio (it can be cc! Or c! You can choose :} ) and so recently the benchtrio has been asking him for more and more things for creative mode. Like tommy asking him for netherite and reader struggling to say 'no' cause he doesn't wanna be a bad parental figure. His mental heal stars declining,,, cause he's just doing so much for these damn kids,, and the bench trio realizes and is just like "What have we done...." and then the end :p you can make it fluffy or angsty !! Just make sure you drink water :D -🔗

Ah this was actually really cute, I'm a sucker for any kind of parental content, anyways here ya go and drink water as well :] <3

Summary: You’re boys messed up

Pairing: P!Bench Trio X Reader

Pronouns: He/they

[A/n]: Requests are closed, 650 special will be posted soon <3

Most people on the server knew you as The Man of Many Wishes, as you were a god-type being that could grant any wish. At least that’s what the legends about you were, really you were just able to summon any item you wanted at no cost to you. Physically that is, as you had recurring guests that would always ask for items, which wasn’t the problem. You loved making a good deal and trading with fellow beings, but when the people ask you for things and don't give anything in return is when it starts getting to you.

You had adopted three boys almost as soon as you had been discovered by them. You were simply going about your day-to-day life, occasionally stopping by a few places to pick up things you needed. Just because you could create your own items didn’t mean you disliked supporting local businesses, plus it helped you to blend in with the other townsfolk.

It was when you were heading home that you stumbled upon a skeleton, it was hiding under a shady tree and had fired an arrow at you. The arrow struck you but did no damage, only sticking into your skin. You were quick to summon a sword and take down the mob, fighting with no hesitation. Once it was dead you plucked the arrow from you before using a summoned healing potion to close the wound.

Apparently, you weren't watching closely to your surroundings as three pairs of eyes watched you in curiosity. Did you just magically create items?

As creepy as it sounded, the three boys followed you home, watching your behavior closely for the next few days. Just as they were about to give up they saw you summoning in some items for yourself, prompting them to knock on your front door.

While everything was a tad odd, the four of you bonded quickly, you becoming like a father figure to the boys. Their fathers were either missing or terrible anyways.

They had started asking you for small things, only the things they needed. Then they began asking for things they wanted but simply couldn’t get right now. Then they began asking for anything they could think of.

“Hey, Dad could you summon me some netherite ingots? I need them to buy something.” You wanted to tell the boy no, tell him that he couldn’t rely on you for these kinds of things and needed to acquire his own goods, but you couldn’t. What if he hated you for saying no? What if he got so upset that he refused to talk to you again? What if he disowned you as his dad?

“Sure Tom, how many do you need?”

“Twenty-five is good enough, if that prick tries to raise the price again then I’ll kick his ass.” You passed the items to the boy who shouted a thank you as he left. What were you going to do with him?

“I don’t know Foolish, sometimes I feel like they only pretend to see me as their dad to get free stuff from me. I just feel used. I don’t know, I’m probably just overthinking it.” Words spilled from your mouth at record speed, all your worries and thoughts running out and flowing into your friend's ears.

“Actually that sounds kinda reasonable. I would probably think the same way.”

“But what do I do about it. I can’t just sit them all down and say ‘Hey do you guys actually care about me or do you just pretend to for free stuff because sometimes I don’t know.’”

“Well, technically you could.”

“Ok but think about how much that could break their hearts, I don’t want to do that to my boys.”

“Well something’s gotta give eventually, you aren’t gonna be able to keep this up forever.”

“Yeah, I know.” Foolish is a good friend, but this was something you’d have to work through on your own.

“What are you guys doing here?” The last thing you expected to see was all three boys sitting at your kitchen table waiting for you. They all had spare keys for emergencies but it seemed as though they had been there a while.

“We uh, we want to apologize for the way we’ve been acting recently.”

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

“We heard you talking to Foolish earlier. We didn’t realize that we were making you feel that way and we’re sorry.”

“I promise you’re really my dad, I wouldn’t just use you like that! I’m so sorry for how I was acting, you're just really cool, please don’t unadopt us.”

“I’m not unadopting anyone, you can all calm down. And thank you for the apology, I suppose I should also apologize for assuming the worst of you all. I love you, my boys.”

“I love you too!” “Love you too dad.” “Love ya too.”

Taglist: @minty-ghast @rokkyy @dreamsmpfangirl @joyfullymulti @l0ver0fj0y @monochromeno (the gang’s all here :]) (< that was a spongebob reference I’m sorry I’ll go )

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arvinsescape · 3 years

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for a request could i get mob!tom being soft for reader only like he has a rough day but reader makes it better then like soft!dom!tom smut at the end?

A/N: I love this, mob!Tom being soft is just 🥺🥰 I hope you enjoy and thank you for your patience, didn’t really add the Dom! element in, hope you don’t mind💕

Warnings: Swearing, Smut (minors do not interact).

“Fucking idiots.” Tom shouted at the men in front of him, the weight of the day feeling heavy against his shoulders. “Get out.” He instructed and watched as the men scrambled from his office.

He sighed as he sat down in his office chair, breathing out through his nose as he attempted to calm down. Money had gone missing, he’d tried hard to get his men to find it, no such luck. He practically slammed his office door shut and locked it when he was done with his paperwork, he needed to seek out his girl.

It wasn’t long before he found you, the weight on his shoulders feeling as though it was instantly lifted as he rolled up his shirt sleeves. You were laid on your shared bed, blue fluffy bed socks adorning your feet, you had one of his old shirts on and presumably some underwear. You looked hot and adorable at the same time, so effortlessly beautiful to him.

“You’re staring is bordering on creepy.” He heard your light giggle fill his ears and all of his stress started to leave him as fast as it had brewed.

“You know me, I like to appreciate pretty things.” He shrugged as he made his way over to the bed, your laugh having filled the room and he couldn’t be more grateful to hear it.

He placed himself next you, head finding your chest as he nuzzled into your warmth, moving to place a kiss to your collarbone.

“Rough day?” You asked as ran a hand through his hair and he hummed in response. “Wanna talk about it?” You asked as his hand found your thigh and he rubbed it comfortingly.

“Not really, can’t do anything about stupid.” He laughed and you placed a kiss into his hair, your scent filling him as you laid together. “I missed you today.” He mumbled out.

“You’re such a softy.” You hummed and he nodded softly against your skin as he revelled in the feeling of your collarbones against his cheek. “I can’t believe how soft you are, you were such a bad guy when I met you.” You teased and Tom pulled back to look at you, playful glint in his eye.

“I can be less soft if you want?” He offered with a knowing smile.

“No, I like you being soft for me, makes me feel special.” You smirked and Tom laughed as he placed a soft kiss to your cheek.

“You are special.” He said easily and you chuckled.

“Cheesy.” You snorted and Tom let out a breathy laugh.

“Only for you.”

“Where’d you steal that line from?”

“Does it matter if I mean it?” He asked playfully and you placed a kiss to his cheek as he repositioned himself on top of you. Your legs coming up to wrap around his waist as he planted his forearms next to your head. “So pretty.”

“You’re pretty too.” You hummed and Tom laughed.

“I’m not pretty, more like handsome and ripped.” He teased.

“You forgot humble.” You teased back and he smirked. “But you are, lovely and ripped.”

Tom couldn’t stop himself as he captured your lips in his own, it was a sweet kiss, a kiss of reunion after such a long day of not being near one another. Your hand staying in his hair as your other wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.

“So so pretty.” Tom hummed as he pulled back and placed another kiss to your cheek before recapturing your lips. This kiss was more heated, more force behind it as you hummed into it, leg hitching higher up his waist. Tom ran his tongue along your bottom lip, asking for entrance which you granted, the kiss becoming more heated as your tongues danced together.

Tom ground his crotch against your own and caught your gasp in his mouth. His lips moving to kiss your neck, hand cupping your cheek as he did so. It wasn’t long before Tom moved his hands to the hem of his shirt, removing it with ease as he sat back on his calves. He hooked his fingers into underwear and looked up at you with a teasing smile.

“These are different.” He commented on your lack of thong, it wasn’t often you wore any other sort of underwear.

“Can’t look good for you all the time Tom.” You fired back with a wink. “Like them? These are my grandma knickers.” You laughed and Tom bit his lip.

“You still look mind blowingly fucking hot.” He commented as he took them off and discarded of them. It wasn’t long before your socks and his clothes were removed as he moved back on top of you and between your legs.

He entered you slowly as he entwined your hands and placed them above your head. You both moaned as he slid into you easily, Tom stilling to allow you to adjust. He looked down at you, eyes connecting as you looked at each other, love filling both of your orbs.

“My beautiful girl.” Tom mumbled as he pressed his lips against yours and started to move, slowly rolling his hips against yours as your moans filled the bedroom. Music to his ears.

Tom continued at this pace, basking in one another as he whispered how beautiful you were and how much you meant to him in your ear. Your walls clenching around him as you grew nearer to your orgasm. He bumped his nose against your own, the worries of the day having finally left him. He could have been made bankrupt today and being wrapped up in you would make him not have a care in the world.

“Tom, I love you.” Your voice filled his ears and he returned the words. One of Toms hands let go of your own, moving to stroke a finger down your face.

“My princess.” He mumbled, arm coming down next to your head as he picked up his thrusts slightly.

“Ow.” You laughed and Tom stilled looking down at you.

“What?” He panicked slightly, had he hurt you?

“My hair.” You giggled and Tom realised his arm was trapping your hair and he instantly released it with an apology as you both giggled. “Way to ruin the moment Tom.” You teased.

“Sorry baby.” He laughed back and he listened as your response became a moan, him picking up where he’d left off. It wasn’t long before you both reached your highs, hands grasping at each other as you held one another through your aftershocks.

When you were both cleaned up and in bed Tom rested his head on your chest as you ran a hand through his now messy hair. You held him as you told him about your own day, Tom getting lost in the way you spoke. No matter how many bad days he had, you were always there to make it better. He loved you and would do anything for you.

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