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buckleysbitch · 1 month
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Hiii is it alright if I request for a College!Camgirl!Ellie x college!reader? Could I also have a specific 💐 tag for when I ask things 😭😭?
PS: I love your work so fucking much, on my knees for them 💗🙏🏻
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જ⁀➴ yes angel!! thank you <3 sorry this took so long btw!! lowkey had a bender over spring break and didn’t write 🫣
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warnings: 18+, squirting, pet names, service top!ellie, camgirl!ellie, consensual video recording. photo credits to @ellies.galaxy on tiktok!
reqs are open 𝜗𝜚
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“you can take it baby. know my girl can.” the auburn haired girl whispered, while guiding your hips to sink fully down on her brand new strap on that sits erect on her pale lap. the aforementioned 8 inch, lavender toy was generously gifted by one of her followers, with a message attached that simply said “to break her in.”
since the moving in with ellie, you’ve gradually learned so much about her….possibly more than a roommate should. first, it was her adorable obsession with vintage video games, then the way she brings home little rocks and treasures she finds on the walk to class, then…it was finding her nude in front of a camera with your “missing” thong smothering her face.
but, you couldn’t possibly resist helping her, huh?
the video garnered tons, TONS of donations, likes, and subscriptions. her followers loved that it wasn’t a staged “getting caught” cliche, and that you fully indulged in her perverse energy. since then, she’s gotten lots of requests to keep you around in her videos, which you are more than happy to oblige.
the tip nudges against your cervix, a soft bulge appearing on your abdomen. as she shifts to zoom in on the precious sight, your long forgotten homework falls off the bed, papers sliding all across the floor.
“y’see that? how she’s fuckin swallowing me?” ellie asks the camera as she zooms in on the aforementioned “she”, being your fully stuffed cunt.
“els…please move….” you pant, digging your fingernails into her thighs as an anchor. “i…i’ll do….any-thng…” you whine desperately, dying to just rut into ellie’s hips on your own, but you know better. the first (and last) time you made that mistake, she tied you up with the vibrator on the highest setting for two hours, live-streaming the whole ordeal.
hey, at least she made over $500 off of it.
“show em how you feel, angel.” ellie coos, thrusting in and out agonizingly slow, propping the camera up on her dresser, the perfect angle to capture your doe eyes rolling effortlessly into the back of your head.
“els….ohmgd…please harder!”
without a word, ellie gets the most intriguing smirk on her face, massaging her calloused fingers into your hips for a moment….then suddenly gripping onto them, bouncing you on her cock unrelentingly. screaming her name, your legs go numb. every time your trembling hands go to grip onto her waist for support, she nudges you off, growing wetter and wetter watching you unable to stabilize yourself. a thin white ring forms around the base of her cock, that she scrambles to grab the camera and zoom in on.
“look at that…fuck.” she reaches down and thumbs on your clit, causing you to buck down into her even harder, if that’s possible at this point.
“gna…gna cum els….pleaseee…” you stare right into the camera, knowing that she’s gonna replay that moment over and over again later just to see the pathetic desperation in your eyes, your perfect pout penetrating her every thought.
“go ahead angel, cum all over this cock. show me how good it feels in you. how….how…god…how good i feel in you.”
those last words send you over the edge, collapsing into her while your entire body twitches. your tight, slick walls clench around the toy for the final time, her thumb on your clit encouraging you to drench ellie’s stomach and sheets.
“fuck…i got that shit on camera. you’re so goddamn hot.” she pans the camera down to her toned stomach, where your wetness is splattered. the euphoria hasn’t worn off yet, your eyelids heavy, vision blurry as ellie smooths down your hair delicately, throwing the camera onto her chair and cradling your head into her lap.
“such a good girl f’me…..”
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rafeysdoll · 4 days
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i’m just thinking about kissing rafe’s nose and like running my finger over the bridge of his nose and just yeah i’m a slut for his nose if you can’t tell i hope this isn’t weird or sum
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some fluff & soft rafe >.< he’s soooo ughhh i want him so bad sooooo bad.
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it was days like this that you wished you could stay stuck in forever. lazily laying down in bed with your boyfriend practically laying on top of you, buzzed head resting against your chest. the plushness of your tits providing a replacement for a pillow. “i love you,” you confess, manicured hands rubbing and scratching at his scalp gently. “so pretty,” you continue, hand trailing down to his face to poke his cheek before running your index down the bridge of his nose.
he hums before pulling away slightly, “you making fun of me?” he grumbles slightly, almost stepping out of that drowsiness he fell into. “nooo, papi. you’re just really pretty,” you praise, moving yourself on your elbows when rafe lifts up from you. “i’m not pretty,” he states, sounding more like a question when he furrows his eyebrows and tilts his head.
“yes you are,” you giggle softly, sitting up before cupping his cheeks and pressing a small kiss to his nose. “you’re being cheesy,” he mumbles, unable to lock eyes with you now, tongue thumbing at his cheek.
“just love you so much,” you whine slightly, pouting as you grab his larger hands and hold them. “you don’t like my cheesiness?” you ask with a faux pout, even giving a small sniffle to exaggerate. “mm, yeah, i like it. and i love you too, baby.” he smiles, lifting you up to pull you closer only to press a chaste kiss against your lips before squeezing your ass. “gotta love that ass too.”
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princessbrunette · 1 month
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so we all know pope is usually all nice and gentle and sweet and blahblah- buuuuuut do you think he ever drops the nice guy act and gets mean, like when he's tired or he's arguing with reader or sum
new here btw, can i be 💐 anon?:)
♡ミ・◦・ミ💗☾⋆。𖦹 °✩🎀
oh yeah, he can be kind of snarky lowkey. in my opinion he gets pretty passive aggressive sometimes if he’s stressed or if he feels slighted by the people around him. he tries not to be that way with you, which occasionally means he takes it in the opposite direction and just snaps at you. this happens mostly when he feels like you put yourself in danger for no reason, or trusted another member of the groups word over his.
the group would be loading up the boat, getting ready to depart after a long day of running about and getting yourselves in trouble. you weren’t supposed to be with them, because pope hated putting you in danger — but now you’d thrust yourself head first into all the shenanigans and it was increasingly bothering him.
“where are we going next?” you grin, finally placing your attention on your boyfriend as he works on the bow line, not even turning his head to glance at you.
“home.” he deadpans, thick arms working at the rope and reeling it up into his grip as it becomes undone. you furrow your brows, coming to his side — still full of energy and adrenaline.
“but john b said we had to go and find—”
it’s then he turns around, voice raised just a tad as he stares down at you. “no, you’re going home. we’re finishing what we started. you weren’t even supposed to be here.” it’s a short and sudden explosion, and he does infact feel bad when he watches your face slowly fall, heart heavy with the new realisation that pope didn’t want you there. he lowers his tone, purposely backing up to seem less imposing. “go… help kie on the deck.” he’s quieter, and you nod— not wanting to take any more of his time.
he sighs, pushing his palms into his eyes as he inwardly cusses himself out for being so mean to you. his blonde best friend comes rumbling down the steps to the boat, slowing his roll when he notices pope in distress.
“you good?”
“no. i was just unnecessarily mean.”
“to your girl? why, man?” jj approaches, perching on the side of the boat as pope stares over at the pier, squinting in the afternoon sun.
“because i’m an idiot.”
“yeah, well. been there, brother. just… make it right. she’ll be fine.” he pats his back, departing.
when the pogues drop you home, you don’t have much to say. avoiding pope all together as you offer them a small smile and climb off, clutching the arms of your backpack tight with clammy hands to stop from crying.
it’s around 11PM when they finish up doing what needs to be done. pope arrives at your door with a bouquet of flowers he purchased from the gas station and a guilty smile.
“so, i’m a dick… aaaand, i feel like i owe you a big explanation. may i come in?”
♡ミ・◦・ミ💗☾⋆。𖦹 °✩🎀
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marvelfanfics1 · 1 year
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Oo oo mommy Wanda x little!reader takin little to the waterpark!! Or beach or swimmin pool! An maybe teachin dem how to swims?
m cants swim 🥹
tans m hab 🌺 if it's not takin pease? if it is den 💐 pease
Fank oo!!
Beach Day
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(GIF not mine)
Pairing: mommy!Wanda x little!reader
Warnings: Age Regression, uncle Pietro is also there!, wanda teaches reader how to swim, some angst?, praise, fluff
A/n: You can have this one 💐 sweet anon!
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"Don't you want to go for a little swim, baby? It's really warm." your Mommy asked while grabbing a towel and sitting down next to you on your Bluey towel.
"Nu-uh, wanna build castle," you said and put more sand into your bucket. You had a pretty beach toy set that Uncle Pietro gifted you after Tony announced that the team will go on a vacation together.
Wanda nodded and kissed your cheek, a few water droplets dripping from her chin onto your shoulder, making you shiver.
After some more sand castle building, you looked up to see how much fun the others were having. Peter was on Thor's shoulders, shouting happily while trying to throw Natasha off of Clint.
Wanda had watched you for a while and noticed the tiny frown on your face. She sat up and grabbed your chin between her fingers, gently turning you to face her.
"Why don't you want to go into the water?" she asked, taking off her sunglasses to keep eye contact. "Be honest, detka"
You mumbled something she couldn't understand so she made you say it again but louder. "I can't swim mommy..."
The way you lowered your head in embarrassment made the Witch go all soft in a matter of seconds.
"Oh baby, it's okay. I'm so proud of you for telling me" she praised and opened her arms for you to climb in, petting your head and Wanda can feel how hot your skin is against hers.
She pulls a bit away to look at you again before asking. "You want me to teach you how to swim?"
"Mhm! But you will pwotect me, right?! I no wanna drown mommy!" you rambled down, clinging onto Wanda for dear life.
The redhead had to chuckle a little, of course she was going to protect you. She would never let anything happen to you, ever.
"I will always protect you." She smiled and got up with you, helping you put on your arm floats.
Wanda took your hand and dragged you closer to the water. The water already went to your knees and you stopped walking when you saw something on the ground.
"Mommy, look! A starfish!" you squealed and pointed at it.
"That's right, smart baby" she smiled and continued to walk further into the water.
Wanda took both your hands in her own and started to instruct you what to do, which you gladly did.
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While Wanda was teaching you to swim your uncle Pietro offered to help and was holding you right now, waiting for you to tell him that he could let you go.
"Okay, now come to me, detka!" your Mommy encouraged you to swim on your own for the first time.
You took some deep breaths and got in position. "Otay, now!"
Pietro let you go and you started kicking your legs to move forward and used your arms even if it was a bit uncoordinated, but after some more swimming in the compound's pool area you will be the best swimmer, your Mommy is sure of that.
"Go printessa! Go!" Pietro cheered and clapped his hands.
Soon you reached Wanda and she turned you around in the water, kissing your salty cheek.
"You did amazing! You were faster than Pietro ever could." she joked and you giggled when you saw how offended the speedster was.
"I demand a swimming race now!" he said and Peter raised his hand shouting 'me too!'.
"I would also like to join that race of yours." Thor joined the conversation and soon you started to see who was the fastest.
Wanda watched with amusement and was just happy to see you having so much fun with the others and now even learned how to swim.
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elsweetheart · 1 year
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okay but imagine getting all dolled up for ells and her just pressing tiny kissies all over u telling u how pretty u are and how she could just eat u up (and she will eat u up if ykyk)
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also ily kittie appreciate u sm!! your basketball abs fic is amazing
thank u baybeeee <33
n yeah omg. finding a load of cute stuff on patrol n standing shyly in a lil skirt and top combo that you’re proud of and she’s literally on her knees infront of you, gripping your hips and pressing kisses all over ur body 😭 “you,” kiss. “look.” kiss. “so fucking” kiss “GOOD.” she’s trailed all the way up to your face and presses a big wet kiss on your cheek making you giggle.
“els, my makeup!” you scold lightheartedly and she strokes her hands down your arms, holding you at a length as her head tilts down to still look at your attire.
“where’d you find all this cute stuff? you look adorable i think i might — yeah no, i’m definitely going to explode. into a million pieces.” she’s on you again, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing loud kisses to your temple. “y’like a doll.” it comes out muffled but your cheeks heat up anyway.
“really?”
“oh yeah. like… what are they called? a life sized uh, barney doll?”
“barbie.” you chuckle. “barney is that big creepy purple dinosaur.”
“oh.” she laughs. “definitely not that then.”
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zhxngii · 11 months
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A quite nice way to wake up, no?
Your boyfriend Zhongli planting gentle kisses all over your face as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear, his deep morning voice making you shiver a bit.
Well.. until you felt his length sliding slowly into you - soon you felt the head of his cock hitting your womb, which made him growl.
You opened your eyes just to look at your boyfriend whose eyes were full of lust, hunger, desire even.
As he saw and heard no complaints from you, he began with slow - yet hard thrusts. His cock always nearly leaving your pussy before he rams it's full length fully in again.
A good thing about Zhongli was that - everytime he was close - his growls became more and more, he began to moan and even whimper a bit.
It signalized you he was about to plant his seed deep inside of you - as the first thing in the morning.
And he always looks into your eyes while he abuses your cute little cunt he adores so much.
"You look so adorable, so tempting while you are sleeping, my beloved Ang."
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holy shit I CANT SADLKHSDJHAS
YOU JUST KEEP GOING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASFDJKSD
but fuck.. that in the morning...
the slow but hard thrusts is so him hhhhhng... that's something i want so bad from him right now likesalhksfs- then the kisses with that as well..-
and god him whimpering, i feel something deep within me other than his cock
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bellaturner · 10 months
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I Wanna Be Yours
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I suck at titles, sorry 🥹
i'm not sure what this is, it doesn't have smut but its also not fluff (?)
Summary: you always had a crush on Alex, but he's your big brother's friend so you try to hide your feelings.
Warnings: none? (soft dom Alex if you squint a lot)
1,1k words (it was supposed to be a blurb, help)
Part 2 ✧ Masterlist
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The final verses of "R U Mine?" reverberated through the venue, creating an electric atmosphere. As the lights dimmed, you joined the rest of the band at the side of the stage, soaking in the energy of the crowd.
"Hey, Bear!" you exclaimed, jumping into your brother's arms and giving him a tight hug. "Congrats, Matt. You killed it!"
"Thanks, little demon," he chuckled, hugging you back. Matt, your older brother, was always close to you.
Having graduated from high school the previous year, you were still figuring out your path in life. So when Matt offered you the opportunity to join the Arctic Monkeys on their AM tour, you jumped at the chance. Who could say no to traveling the world, experiencing new places, and immersing yourself in live music almost every night? It was a dream come true, and the best part was being close to Alex, the man who made your heart skip a beat.
"You guys rocked it too!" you yelled, offering a smile to Nick and Jamie, who were enjoying a well-deserved break with cans of beer from the minibar in the corner.
You noticed Alex was missing. It was his habit to disappear for a good twenty minutes after shows, needing time to decompress.
Matt led you to the private rooms at the back of the venue. "Come on, trouble," he grinned, guiding you. "We need to gather our stuff. The bus leaves in an hour."
"Roger that, Captain!" you playfully responded, eagerly following him. Every second of this experience felt like a thrill, and you were grateful to Matt for bringing you along. The entire journey was incredible, but being able to spend time close to Alex was undoubtedly the highlight for you.
Your heart had always belonged to him, but you knew the boundaries that existed. Alex Turner, the charismatic front man and sexiest man alive, was older than you and one of your brother's closest friends. In reality, he was unattainable, being your only in dreams.
As you opened the door to the room, ready to gather your belongings for the next destination, you froze. There, seated on the sofa, was Alex. He appeared lost in thought, his hair styled back with a single strand teasingly falling on his forehead, adding to his undeniable appeal.
"Oh, fuck! I'm so sorry, Alex," you stammered, preparing to leave and give him his space.
"Don't worry about it, Y/N," he reassured you with a warm smile.
"I'll just grab my things and be out of your way in a second," you said, hurrying to pack up your makeup, which had been scattered during the band's final rehearsal.
"Well, take your time. You've already ruined my night," he joked, breaking the tension in the room.
That had become your dynamic over the years. Playful banter and teasing served as a mask for the feelings that simmered beneath the surface. It was a coping mechanism, a way to hide your emotions and maintain a sense of normalcy.
"That's for not playing my favorite tonight, mister," you shot back, a mischievous grin forming on your lips.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is the little Helders' princess upset?" he retorted, mockingly pouting.
"Shut up, Turner!" you laughed, attempting to finish packing your makeup bag. However, your clothes were scattered all around the room.
You plopped down on the floor, gathering the articles of clothing and stuffing them into your bag. Your eyes wandered the room, searching for the dress you had worn earlier.
"Alex, have you seen my dress?" you asked.
"This one?" he said, holding up the fabric from the sofa beside him.
"Yep, that's the one," you replied, extending your arms toward him. "Throw it over, will ya?"
He playfully balled up the dress and tossed it in your direction, making you giggle.
"Found this as well," Alex whispered, his voice low and filled with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine and made you look up.
Your eyes widened as you saw him holding your bra by the strap in his hand. Heat rushed to your cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and arousal. You got up and reached for it.
"Not so fast, miss," he teased, pulling his hand back.
You let out an exasperated sigh, trying to regain your composure. "Alex, seriously? Can you just give it back?" you muttered.
His gaze held a mischievous glint as he got up and closed the distance between you, his hand still holding your bra captive. You could feel his breath on your face, sending a tingling sensation down your spine.
"Beg for it," he whispered playfully, his voice filled with a seductive undertone.
Rolling your eyes, you decided to play along. "Oh, please, dear sir, may I have my undergarment back?" you exaggeratedly pleaded, adding a touch of theatricality to your request.
He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, since you asked so nicely," he said, relinquishing your bra and handing it over with a flourish.
You snatched it from him, attempting to maintain a composed facade. "Thanks," you mumbled, turning away to pack it into your bag, hoping to hide the flustered expression on your face.
Alex's playful nature always sparked a connection between you, blurring the lines of your friendship. Though you enjoyed the light-hearted banter, it sometimes made you question the true nature of your relationship.
With your belongings finally in order, you glanced at Alex, who was standing there with a lopsided grin. The tension between you was palpable, a mixture of unspoken desires and hidden emotions.
"Are you done teasing me now?" you quipped, trying to regain your composure.
He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone. "Teasing you? Oh, love, you have no idea what I'm capable of."
"Come on, Alex, cut it out," you said, flustered.
"Baby, I've noticed the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching," he confessed, his breath warm against your skin. "All this playful rudeness? Do you think you can fool me?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Alex," you protested, your hands trembling slightly.
"But I think you do, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice filled with desire.
"Alex, I can't. You're Matt's friend and…" your words trailed off as Alex's lips crashed onto yours.
His lips were soft yet demanding, and without hesitation, his tongue explored the depths of your mouth. You responded eagerly, letting all the suppressed feelings for him surge to the surface. There was no denying your desire.
Caught up in the moment, Alex's grip tightened, his fingers tangling in your hair. A soft moan escaped your lips as the kiss deepened, and all rational thought faded away.
"Hey, Y/N, have you seen my—"
Matt's voice abruptly cut through the air, freezing both you and Alex in your tracks. The room fell into an uncomfortable silence as Matt's gaze locked onto the scene before him. His expression turned from confusion to anger in a matter of seconds.
"What the fuck is going on here?" his voice was filled with disbelief.
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Hiii!
Sorry for taking forever to post a new fic, I've been having a rough time lately (I have a thousand drafts but can't finish any of them lol).
This was a request by 💐anon, I hope you like it babee 💕
~ Bella
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delcakoo · 11 months
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Riki ngl gives me the type of bf who’d chase reader so he can give her kisses… ESPECIALLY during like mv filming like one member is talking about the mv’s concept and then in the background you just see Riki chasing reader because he just wants to give her a kiss and reader’s just running for funsies -💐
bae this is SO fuckinf real my god your ideas always have mE GIGGLING WTF!! riki can go from being chill and laidback to the most playful boyfriend ever and it’s only fair to give him the same treatment back <3 all those times he turns his face so your lips land on the wrong place, or teasingly moves his hand around just so it takes you a couple failed attempts to clasp it in your own..
now at the dark blood photoshoot, right after he finishes his pictures in the water riki’s first instinct is to go grab you so you can come monitor the results and pick your favorites.. and give you many kisses! but even when he’s wrapped in a towel, nearly dried off, you still run away and it surely makes it’s way into the background of a en-clip which will unfortunately make the editors life a bit harder,, “yaah!” he’d be giggling with you even if it’s through whines of protest, “please, c’mon jagi, just one!” he’s cute now but when he gets his hands on you watch out >:( he’s not letting you get away with that so easily nuh uh
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pasta-in-the-pudding · 4 months
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Hellooooooo. 🎀🌸
A jealous BEN Drowned, and jealous Eyeless Jack with fem S/O who is admired her comfort characters like Nagito Komaeda, Kokichi Ouma, or N Harmonia(from Pokémon, if you don’t know who he is.).
💐 anon (~^_^~)
I love getting to write for jealous creeps 🤭
Thank you so much for requesting!!
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BEN Drowned
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He will get soooo pouty about it omg
Like, Helloooo?? He's right there???
Why would you even have fictional crushes if you have a boyfriend right next to you at all times?
(He thinks this as if he doesn't have the fattest crush on Bayonetta smh)
As you rant and rave about your latest fictional baby girl, he will simply sulk and sigh
When you realize this, you will immediately stop talking and place a hand on his back worriedly
"Hey, you ok?" you ask, your brows furrowing
He will let out another dramatic sigh and turn away from you, a small angry expression forming on his face
You will sit in silence for a few minutes, trying to think of what possibly set him off like this
All of a sudden, it hits you
"baby...are you upset I was talking about N?" you ask, a light chuckle coming out while you speak at the pure absurdity
"maybe" he mumbles
This makes you fully laugh, and makes BEN look at you with shock
"What are you laughing at?!" he asks, stunned
You wrap your arms around him and kiss him all over his face
"you were jealous" you finally say, kissing the top of his pointy ear
He rolls his eyes and scoffs "whatever"
You press your head to his shoulder "Well you don't have to worry. Because you're my favorite no matter what" you mutter, finishing off the statement with a kiss to his shoulder
He finally turns and looks at you "promise?"
You smile and kiss his lips, to which he frantically does back as if this is the first time you've kissed him in years
"Promise" you say, looking into his eyes
He smiles and kisses your forehead "Ok"
Eyeless Jack
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He tries to be reasonable with it
Logically he knows that sometimes, characters in media are something people can latch onto, whether that be for projecting their own little spins on the characters, writing stories with them, and finding them attractive
He knows this
But that little itty bitty part of him gets anxious
With his demon senses, he can get very territorial
And he's pretty much marked you as his and his alone
So when that comes into question, even with something as silly as fake characters, that territorial part of him spikes up
He will try to (not so) subtly show off to prove he's better than any fictional character
He will also get way more physically affectionate with you, making sure he gets his smell on you
He will also make sure to show you off as his partner to all of the other creeps
Which is strange for him, because he's always so reserved and isolated from the others
suddenly making a show of nuzzling up your neck, kissing you passionately and leaving very obvious bite marks all across your body is very strange
That being said, you catch on rather quickly what's going on with him
But you decide you won't embarrass him by calling it out
Instead, you just don't talk about your fictional crushes around him anymore
And suddenly, the territorial behaviors stop almost altogether
Weird, huh?
You just go along with it, keeping the information in the back of your mind that if you ever want some extra affection, just start talking about fictional people you find attractive and that'll do the trick
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blacksta4 · 2 years
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controversial but jonathan is definitely the type to keep his hands placed gently around his gf’s throat while kissing while steve is def into his girl choking him -💐
I just screamed into my pillow.
Jonny boy definitely keeps a hand around his girls throat every single time y’all kiss it’s like an instinct for him. It just fits so nicely and he knows you love due to how the kiss deepens whenever his hand slides up to rest on your neck, I also think he gives it a tiny little squeeze just to see how you react every time. But STEVE. Jesus Christ he is so into getting choked out he practically came in his pants the first time you threatened to do it (jokingly) and from then on it escalated to where he even ask— no begs for you to wrap your hand around his throat and block his breathing in the best way ever. He lives for the lightheaded-ness it gives and the way the pleasure of you bouncing on his cock gets 10x better than it already is 🤭
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lovelaetter · 9 months
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yuqi seems like the person 2 tease u in public 😕 then u go and punish her at home for it 😕 hnnghhhgknr
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like there was this clip of her rubbing the inside of soyeons thigh 😭 me next when ??
GASP ‘rubbing your thigh all night’ yuqi VS ‘edging until ruining your orgasm as punishment’ gf :(
pretty girl with her legs spread open on the couch, only in her panties, so wet already cause you spent such a long time torturing her tits :( perky nipples almost purple-ish, so sensitive, and she has no idea of what’s going on like, it’s a punishment? cause you’re pleasuring her. it isn’t a punishment? but her cunt is so empty and ready to take you that it hurts!!! she knows you don’t like her teasing but the aftermath is never like this, you are usually super rough..
she gets so excited when you finally start moving down, closer and closer to her cunt, maybe it isn’t a punishment after all… only for you to start kissing her thighs. and keep on doing, more and more time passing, wet kisses and a few bites all over the inside of her thighs :( and when she squirms more than usual, you hold her hips and looks up, “it isn’t that good, right?” and it hits instantly what you’re talking about. it’s so hard to see her beg that when she lets out a “do something, please” you get surprised but you’re really focused on your mission, so no.
you spend so much time kissing her thighs, getting closer and closer to her clothed pussy, laughing when she starts playing with her tits, grabbing and twisting her already abused nipples, enough to make her moan but never to make her cum. she moans loud when your mouth makes contact with her cunt, over the fabric, still just a kiss but quickly followed by a suck. she’s so right you’re about to eat her out, pushes her hips to your face and everything, and instead you keep on the pace of kissing-sucking-kissing-sucking… her panties so wet with both your spit and her juices :(
pulling it to the side only when she’s almost crying, blowing air on her exposed clit and not holding back a laugh when she jumps. now… kissing and sucking her clit as well :( two fingers inside her, not moving and it’s obviously not enough, she barely feels it and not even using your tongue, just your lips wrapped her sensitive clit and giving light sucks, her getting more and more desperate, moving her hips, until you feel her walls starting to clench around your finger and- end of fun :( stopping, loud pop when you let go of her clit, taking your fingers out so fast and watching her hole clench around nothing as her orgasm is ruined, poor girl curling up, a bunch of “no” coming from her mouth, tears spilling :(
hugging her after and sliding your hand back between her legs, just a few more touches to see her suffer and it hurts, it’s too much, she cries even harder… looks so pretty tho, you don’t regret anything, taking her in your arms to the bathroom to get her cleaned up, saying that if she behaves you’ll think of fucking her properly the next day.
(she does behave, obviously)
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angel-of-the-moons · 7 months
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Part of the same ask from 💐 anon: Link
Love, Your Biggest Fan
Pavitr Prabhakar x Super Fan!Fem!Reader
TW/CW: There is an attempted mugging, but mostly fluff
A/N: Tumblr was stupid and erased the whole fic I wrote the first time so I have to attempt to rewrite it from memory, now. Thanks, phone.
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"I bet he's really handsome underneath that mask of his!" Your best friend sang as the two of you walked, eating your shaved ice as the sun began to set.
"Eh." You shrug noncommittally, eating the last scoop of your flavored ice.
"Oh, come on!" Your friend groaned. "I bet he's suuuuuuper handsome! What do you think he looks like?"
"I don't see why you're so hung up on him, he's just some guy." You scoff softly.
"Just some--" She shook her head and looked at you like you grew an extra set of eyeballs and a pair of antlers.
"He's Spider-Man!"
"Exactly. He's just some guy with superpowers. These days, they're a dime a dozen." You say, rolling your eyes, dumping the empty cup in a trashcan you passed, your friend doing the same as you come to a stop, a fork in your paths where you must separate.
"Ugh, you are the only person I've ever met that isn't interested in him!" She said, shaking her head. "You're probably the only woman I know who doesn't wanna see his face under that mask!"
"Like I said..."
"Just some guy in a costume, yeah yeah yeah." Your friend snorted, shoving at you playfully.
"See you at the lecture on Monday. Don't forget to bring your notes. You know that Pavitr guy is gonna forget his again, and ask you for yours."
"Yeah yeah." You grin as she walks away.
You couldn't tell her. How could you? What would she say? Would she make fun of you?
You did care. You cared about Spider-Man a lot.
You had an online forum on a website that you ran. You even did some amateur investigative journalism, writing columns on him and delving articles to quell the lies that the press tried to smear his reputation as a "potentially dangerous vigilante" with a "disregard for proper law".
You hope, if he'd ever seen your posts, that he considered you an ally in a sea of people who tried to dismiss him as reckless.
You cursed your absentmindedness when you realized just how late it had become. You watched as shops closed, and people filed into the safety of their homes for the night; streetlights buzzed to life, casting an eerie orange glow as the sun disappeared beyond the Mumbattan skyline.
You were still a good ways away from home.
There was an alley you could take, that cut a shorter path to your apartment building... You could take that. It would be faster.
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Taking the alley was a stupid, stupid move.
You never take a dark alley when the sun went down. Especially not in this neighborhood.
That was how you found yourself in the situation you were currently in; pressed against the wall, a hand over your mouth and a large knife pressed to your gut.
"Shut up and give me your bag. Now." The man growled.
You felt panic rise in your stomach as the knife glimmered too brightly in the dimly lit alley.
You became frantic, and bit down hard on the man's hand, making a mad dash in an attempt to escape as he reeled away, cursing at you.
You let out a shriek as your feet pounded the pavement, and we're suddenly yanked back hard by the straps of your backpack, thrown to the ground so hard that it knocked the air out of your lungs.
"I was gonna let you go." The man growled. "I wasn't gonna hurt you. But now, I'm gonna teach you not to mess with me, missy!" He raised his hand, the knife poised to strike at you as you tried to desperately skitter away on your hands and feet.
But as you watched the knife swing down, it snagged on a string of silken white. It was suddenly ripped out of his hand and tossed back into the alley somewhere, clattering uselessly to the ground.
"Now didn't your mama ever teach you it's not nice to harass a nice lady minding her own business?"
Your jaw dropped when you saw him. Here he was. In the flesh. Up close.
Spider-Man.
He was hanging upside down, suspended by a web that appeared to be coming from one of the golden bracers on his wrist, his other hand pointed and ready to fire another wad at your attacker.
But frankly, the man looked like he pissed himself as he ran away, panicking.
"Ha! Talk about a coward! Not so big and scary without your knife, huh?" Spider-Man called out, jeering the man as he did a magnificent flip and landed on his feet.
He walked over to you, leaning down and he held his hand out for you to grab.
"Sorry that had to happen to you, but lucky for you I was here to stop that jerk!" He said, his voice bubbly and happy.
"Oh! I... Th-Thank you..." You peeped, taking his hand.
It was very warm. Or maybe it was just you. Was your hand sweating? Oh god, don't make an idiot of yourself, don't faint. Don't make an idiot of yourself--
"Anytime! I--heyyyyy! I know you! You're that girl who writes all that nice stuff about me online!"
Don't faint. Don't faint...
"I... You... You know who I am?" You balk.
"Yeah! Your writing is good! You should consider doing it professionally!" He giggled, his chocolate hair bouncing.
"Oh, I..."
"Hey, do you have a phone?"
Yeah. You were gonna faint.
"I... I do?" You say, fishing it from your bag and holding it out for him.
"Can you unlock it?" He hums.
You enter your pin and hand it over to him, blushing slightly when he sees that your home screen wallpaper is fanart of him, and he giggles softly.
He finds your camera app and opens the front-facing camera, hooking his arm around your shoulders and points the camera at you.
"Here! Say chaaaaaai!" He sings, smiling widely beneath his mask.
"Um, chai?" You say, grinning into the camera.
He snaps the selfie, and promptly hands your phone back to you.
"Here you go! A little thank you for being so nice online!" He chirps.
"Oh, um, it's no problem, I... You didn't have to..."
"Hey hey! Anything for my biggest fan!" He winks at you.
You stow your phone away in the confines of your bag.
"Do you want a lift home? I wouldn't feel right leaving you to walk by yourself at night, especially after what just happened to you!"
"Eh?"
You didn't have a moment to process before he scooped you up, princess-style and flung out his wrist, swinging you through the sky of Mumbattan.
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You laughed as Spider-Man set you down on your balcony, your legs almost like jelly as you wobbled.
Spider-Man was laughing too.
"Now, was that, or was that not way better than taking a taxi?" He joked, his hands on his hips as he bounced on his heels.
"Way, way better." You smile at him.
"Hah! Knew it! The Spider-Man express!" He winked.
You brushed your wind-touseled, untamed hair out of your face, tucking a strand behind your ear.
"Thank you." You say. "For everything. Not just saving me, but... Like, everything you do. I... I know not everyone thinks highly of you, but..."
"Oh! Uh..." He bounces on his heels, swinging his arms a bit awkwardly. Wait. Was he embarrassed?
"Anytime! It is my job after all!" He chuckled.
"Thank you." You say again.
"Well, uhm. I, uh... I should go!" He says, turning away.
"Wait! Will I... Will I see you again?" You ask, grabbing his arm.
His eyes go to where you gripped him.
"Without a doubt. Gotta pay the gal who says good things about me a visit from time to time, right?" He giggled.
"I... I'll hold you to it." You nod.
He winked and did a backflip off your balcony, swinging on a strand of silk with a loud whoop.
As he disappeared into the cityscape of Mumbattan, he reminded himself to forget his notes on Monday.
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hush-writes-preg · 9 months
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(so sorry to bother you with yet another ask i just rly wanted to share this 🫣)
so im getting ready to take the big test to get into medical school, which only take place every few months, and it made me think of this: being a heavily pregnant student who shows up the day of my due date for the test - i woke up that morning with bad cramps but assured myself it was braxton hicks; i could not go into labor right then, i had to take this test. the next one wasn’t until months from now, which would completely throw off my admission to school. i even ignore the way my belly has very obviously dropped low, and my hips feel even wider. so i push through it all and start the test. the first hour goes ok, until the contractions get worse and worse, and im having to cover up the moans with coughs. but we’re not allowed to use the restroom- super against the rules during the test. a couple hours later, and things are starting to feel weird, and there is a lot of pressure. im not a doctor yet, but i can very clearly feel that the baby is in my birth canal. i still ignore it. only an hour or 2 left, and labor isn’t a linear process - it likely will stall and plateau for a bit. i can finish, maybe even early, and run to the hospital. that is, until i can’t deny the head is stretching my swollen pussy so wide tears are slipping down my cheeks, and despite how hard im fighting it, i have to start pushing - i can’t help it, i have to. and before i know it, im on the floor of the testing center in front of everyone, screaming and moaning and begging someone to help me get my pants and underwear off so i can deliver this damn baby. maybe i’ll automatically pass for giving birth during the test ?
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(It's no bother at all! I love hearing about folks' fantasies!)
What a fun little concept. Being so totally dedicated to your studies and determined not to let anything hold you back from getting into school on time, you'd completely disregard the signals of your very pregnant body.
Imagine the way you'd be squirming and biting back sounds in an effort to make yourself more comfortable without distracting the other students. You're in so much denial that even the pressure filling your pelvis doesn't even phase you. It's not until you're nearly crowning and your body demands that you push that you finally give in.
But you're in a room full of equally dedicated students who are desperate to finish their own exams. Maybe some would come to your aid, or maybe you'd be on your own, struggling against your clothes while the urge to push only grows stronger.
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leaentries · 2 months
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nico is so beautiful i,,,,,
don’t get me wrong i love the hughes boys but nico?!!!? and john?!!!? 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 daddies fr
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UGHHH YESSSSSS
bro i need them both in the most biblical ways possible
just one chance, i beg 🧎‍♀️
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