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i am a sucker for the typical stoic fictional man who is actually so soft for his s/o. who buries his nose into the crook of your neck and wraps his arms around your waist whenever he can. maybe he’s not always good with his words, but for you? god. he literally hands you his heart on a silver platter

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thinking abt tommy fucking reader for information… she’s the sister of some bastard he needs to take down and the second he meets you he knows you’re his in, so eager to please and sweet, so infatuated by him.

it’s not hard to convince you to sleep with him and as he’s fucking you, when you’re teetering on the edge and can tell you’re in the perfect haze, he comes to a halt and rasps “where does he keep the money?”

you just blink at him, so caught off guard, eyes wide and confused, and he grips your face to make you focus. “Tell me where your brother keeps the money, or I stop.”

That has you whining, squirming beneath him, but you still only stare up at him without a word. He can tell your foggy mind’s conflicted. He keeps his voice low and just on the edge of intimidating. “Tell me.”

His tone has a response spilling out of your lips without second thought, and he nods, tracing a thumb over your lower lip and moving his hips again. “That’s a good girl.”

#fic rec #peaky blinders fic rec #tommy shelby fic rec

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I don’t think I've ever mentioned it on here but when I start writing again and eventually reopen my requests, I would love to write about reader with chronic illness, neurodivergent or disabilities. I believe representation is important even in the world of fanfiction. xx

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I’m currently in the process of putting all of my fics from here onto my A03 

I hope to start writing more at some point but can't make any promises as I have exams and college interviews coming up so am very busy xx

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criminal minds: evolution ; s16 ep5

but it's just me going feral thanks to emily prentiss in ~that~ scene

"Mommy" the noise that came out of me oh i am so sorry no i'm not

just one chance, ma'am posting this pic again because it deserves it

the power that she holds, god she's hot and she knows it.

also not using the wigs anymore was the best choice ever.

SHE SAID IT !!!! SHE SAID THE F WORD !!!#$%#"&%# had me rolling on the floor tbh, i have been waiting so long for this

my neck next, please and thank u <3

if she looked at me like this i’d fold immediately

section 👏 chief 👏 emily 👏 prentiss 🫡

[katmoonz]

if you have the time/capacity and not a moment before, can i request hurt/comfort with sirius black and a quiet reader who's insecure about when she gets bursts of forgetting to be quiet and gets very excited then very closed off😭

it's not been a good day lmao 💀

hi baby!! i'm sorry this took so long i've been a bit busy xx

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Sirius Black x quiet!reader

TW: shy reader? Sirius being bf, not proofread

Sirius was staring at you with all the adoration in the world locked in his gaze. It was rare that you’d talked about something with the amount of excitement you had in your tone at that moment, and Sirius loved it. You didn’t realize that, though. In fact, you thought that you’d done something wrong, hence your sudden pause and curious eyebrow lift at him. His face mirrored yours, confused as to why you’d paused so suddenly. 

“Was I too loud?” you said quietly, your previous enthusiasm far from your tone in that moment. A small frown appeared on Sirius’s lips as he realized what you were asking him. He exhaled, his breath pushing forward a piece of hair that always seems to fall perfectly in front of his face. “No doll, what makes you think that?”

You seemed to shrink with relief, though your shoulders were still tense. “You were staring, so I thought maybe..” you trailed off. Sirius shook his head quickly, as if in disbelief you’d ever think such a thing about yourself. You nodded slowly, still in doubt about your previous actions. Sirius sighed a bit, not quite in disappointment, but in resignation since this hadn’t been the first time something like this had happened.

“You’re amazing, y’know that? You’re amazing when you get excited and start talking faster and you’re amazing when you’re quiet and get flustered at my compliments. And you want to know why?” Sirius paused for a moment and you nodded to prompt him to continue, “because you my love, are the single most magnificent being I’ve ever had the privilege to spend time with.” 

Heat rose to your face at his statement and you tore your eyes away from his. Sirius, noticing your reaction, pouts a bit before whispering, “‘S true y’know, you’re astounding doll, everything about you is.”

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#Sirius Black fic rec #this was really sweet #I had to reblog it

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James Potter is not a violent person. Really, he’s not. Ask anyone. As a matter of fact, he spends a lot of his time convincing Sirius to not be a violent person. So, yeah, not violent at all. That is, until you show up on his doorstep crying for the second time this week.

“Sweetheart,” he groans, arms opening on their own accord.

You scrub at your cheeks, willing the tears to slow, but when you open your mouth all that comes out is a sob.

“Easy, easy, big breath,” he says. You inhale with him and hold it until he makes a show of breathing out. “What’s going on?” 

“He just…” Your voice cracks, but it’s only going to get worse if you don’t get it out now. “He just yelled at me and stormed out- he was so mad and I don’t even know why-” The sniffles and hiccups turn back into sobs and you don’t get to finish your sentence. James gets the idea, though; you two have been through this more than enough times. Your voice sounds so small when you ask, “What did I do?”

So no, James Potter is not a violent person, but he thinks that your so-called boyfriend better be thankful he’s too busy comforting you to track him down and make him regret making you cry.

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#james potter fic rec

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Smut-Tember day 7: Medical Kink with Polly Grey

here we go, another thing I've never really written about before! hopefully this is okay :)

Warnings: established dom/sub relationship, medical kink, medical-themed roleplay, innocence kink?? Dom!Polly, Sub!reader, breast exam but like for sexy reasons

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"Now Miss YLN," Polly said, "According to your notes, you haven't had a breast examination in a while... if you'd like, we could get your records up to date?" she shuffled the little wad of paper (which was really just sheets from an old magazine, but it added to the effect) and arched her eyebrows questioningly.

You nodded slowly, smiling slightly as she flashed you an encouraging smile. When Polly had suggested you try out roleplaying at Doctors and Patients, you were admittedly out of your depth, having never done something liked that. You had had sex with Polly before, of course. But it was always as YN and Pol (and occasionally Mistress and YN).

When you walked into Pol's bedroom, she was sat at her vanity, which was now the Doctor's desk, wearing a starched white blouse and- gods- slacks. SOmething about seeing Polly in slacks really got you going.

"Erm... yes, please. Yeah, I think that'd be a good idea, Doctor Grey... if you've got an appointment free?"

Polly flicked through her small diary, pressing the end of her pen against her plump, painted lip. "Luckily for you, Miss YLN, my next appointment isn't for another hour or so... shall we proceed? Alright, hop up on the bed for me, and take your blouse off,"

You couldn't help but smile. Even as Doctor Gray, your Polly was ever so gentle, and you felt completely at ease as you sat at the end of the bed, unbuttoning your blouse and folding it up next to you.

Polly turned around and- oh god- she had a pair of tight gloves on. As she snapped the waterproof material over her hands, you gulped, sitting bolt upright. "Relax for me, Miss YLN," she reminded you, and you nodded, watching with baited breath as she approached you, adjusting the latex over her slender fingers.

She smiled gently at you. "My, this is a pretty bra," she said softly, trailing her fingers along the scalloped edges of your bra. "Now, Miss YLN, it's very important that your underwear fits you properly... not fitting too loosely as not to support your breasts, nor too tightly as to dig into you," as she let the strap snap gently back into place, you shuddered and nodded. "But from what I can see, your sizing is spot on... very good Miss YLN,"

Of course the bra fit you perfectly- she had bought it for you. Polly so loved to deck you out in the poshest, prettiest lingerie. But you nodded at Doctor Grey and smiled softly at the praise, your shoulders relaxing.

Soon, your bra was placed neatly on top of your blouse. "May I?" she questioned.

"I... yes, Doctor," you murmured. It really wouldn't be proper to beg your doctor to touch you, would it?

Polly cupped your breasts gently in her hands her eyebrows raising at your gasp. "Sorry... cold hands," you mumbled bashfully and she smiled gently.

Doctor Grey was rather thorough in her examination of your breasts, pressing her palms flat against your flesh, massaging them gently. "Perfect," she murmured, smirking up at you when she saw you head tipped back, your lip worried between your teeth. With a featherlight touch, she caressed your nipples, before squeezing them slowly. You let out a shuddering groan. "Are you in any pain, Miss YLN?" she asked you, feigning concern- she knew full well how you would react if she played with your nipples.

"N-no.. Pol- No Doctor," you moaned. "Feels... good,"

"Good?" she asked you. "My, my, my, Miss YLN," she said, pulling away, dragging her gloves off ever so slowly, before tossing them over her shoulders.

That was all it took to have you launching yourself forwards, and Polly caught you in her arms, pressing a heated kiss to your lips. When you pulled away, panting, her hands were already snaking up between your legs. "Doctor!" you gasped, pretending to be scandalised. "What if someone interrupts?"

"Oh, Miss YLN," she said with a smirk. "Don't you remember? My next appointment isn't for another hour..."

#polly gray fic rec #defonsfw.kat

[katmoonz]

dead gay wizards from the 70’s are something that can be so so personal

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I’m sorry but I’d love to be choked by someone wearing rings. The cold feeling of metal against my skin, a contrast to the heat radiating off of our hot sweaty bodies 🤭🥵

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"You attract what u fear" aahhh a sweet easygoing bi man with beautiful brown eyes

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I love authoritive Cissa!!!

Smut-Tember Day 4: Spanking/Caning with Narcissa Malfoy

warnings: spanking/caning/impact play, established dom/sub relationship, light degradation, bratty reader

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Narcissa raised her eyebrows as you huffed and slumped onto the chaise longue, your arms folded and your lip almost jutted out in a pout.

"You know the rules, YN, Sweetheart. What are they?" she chastised, barely looking up from her book.

"Only you get to touch my... my cunt. And you get to decide when and if I cum," you mumbled begrudgingly.

"Clever girl. See, you do know the rules. Just be patient for me, and after dinner you will get your reward," you huffed and rolled your eyes. "Watch the attitude, YN, or you won't cum for a week,"

"Oh, for fuck's sake," you grumbled, face like thunder. If you had been stood up, you definitely would have stamped your foot.

Narcissa's book closed with a sharp snap as her eyes narrowed at you. Fuck. Biting your lip, you shuffled in your seat, trying not to meet her glare. For a minute that seemed like ten, she stared at you, before crooking her finger at you. "Get up. Come here."

You bolted over to her, standing directly at the spot which she pointed at. "Cissa, I'm sorry for swearing and being bratty and-"

"Ten should suffice, I think," she said, her voice whisper soft, yet dripping with authority. "For disrespect and foul language,"

"Ten what, Cissa?" you mumbled, your thumb finding its way into your mouth. Narcissa smiled gently and tugged the digit gently from between your teeth.

"Ten spanks, of course," she said, her eyes glinting as she surveyed your face. It wasn't something you had implemented into your dynamic just yet, and you felt heat rush to both your face and between your legs at the thought of being bent over Cissa's lap. "Will that be okay, darling?" Narcissa murmured, and when you nodded, she made you recite your safewords, praising you gently when you chirped them eagerly.

"Good. Come here then, YN," she said, using her firm voice that had butterflies swirling around in your tummy. "Over my lap, hurry up,"

Eagerly, you bent over her knees, holding your breath as she slid your pyjama bottoms over the curve of your ass, letting the elastic waistband rest on your mid thighs. Gently, she began stroking your cheeks, rubbing firm circles into the plush flesh that had you relaxing into her arms, your eyes fluttering shut and your head hanging loosely...

Searing pain burned over your ass, and you jolted forward with a yelp. "Ow!" you complained, turning your head to stare up at her. "That hurt,"

"That's the point, sweetheart," Narcissa smirked. "Are you okay to carry on like this?"

You bit your lip. It hurt, of course it did. But as the initial sharp sting dulled, it dissipated into a... throb. And the throbbing sensation was... nice. Very nice, actually, and as you pushed your ass out ready for the next hit, you gave a soft whimper, feeling the throbbing in your clit now too.

Narcissa smirked, and struck you once, twice, three times more in rapid succession. Tears prickled in your eyes but you pushed your ass out all the same. “What’s this, hmm?” Narcissa asked, one hand holding your squirming body down by the small of your back, the other holding onto one of your cheeks, exposing your cunt. “This… this is meant to be a punishment,” she smirked. “You’re soaking,”

As her knuckle dragged up and down your cunt with the gentlest of touch, you squirmed, arching your back more. “‘M sorry… feels good, Cissa, I’m sorry,”

“Hmmm… you will be,” she murmured, dipping her fingers in before smacking you once more. “Because I think you deserve another five, on account of being a needy slut,”

#narcissa malfoy fic rec #defonsfw.kat

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Bridgerton Masterlist

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Simon Basset

coming soon!!!

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Peaky Blinders Masterlist

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Tommy Shelby

Coming Soon!!!

John Shelby

Coming Soon!!!

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I started writing the middle part of what I was doing first so now I’m working on the start and trying to match it up to the middle 🥲😫

[katmoonz]

I’m not making any promises right now but I’m writing something. I just want to see where it goes before I make any decisions.