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bradshawsbaby · 1 month

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“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to wake you.” With Harrison? Pretty please? 🙏🏼

Harrison Knott, the man that you are! I’ve actually never written for him before, so I hope I did him justice!

Your lips curved into the faintest of smiles as you felt a kiss ghost across your temple, convinced you were having a lovely dream. But when you felt another kiss brush against your cheek, you started to stir, realizing that the warm, sturdy body hovering above yours was more fact than fantasy.

Blinking the sleep out of your eyes, you lifted your head off the pillow, groggy and confused, especially when you glanced at the clock on your bedside table and registered the fact that it wasn’t even 6am.

“Harrison?” you mumbled with a yawn, barely able to keep your eyes open as you laid your head back down and curled up under the blankets.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” he whispered, his voice low and tinged with a bit of his own sleepiness. “Just didn’t want to leave without giving you a kiss goodbye,” he chuckled sheepishly, one of his large hands coming to rest on your back.

“Leave?” you demanded, your eyes flying open this time. You sat up immediately and pointed out the window, where the canvas of the sky was just being painted with strokes of purple, pink, orange, and yellow. “The sun’s barely up,” you told him with a pout.

“I know,” he laughed, leaning forward to peck your lips. “But right now’s the best time to hit the beach before the tourists show up.”

It was only then that you realized your boyfriend was wearing nothing more than a pair of board shorts, the gym bag where he kept his wetsuit sitting next to the bedroom door.

“Don’t go,” you protested, pushing the covers back so you could lean forward and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. “Stay here. With me,” you grinned, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips for emphasis.

“I thought you wanted to sleep in,” he laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist and lowering you onto your back, stretching his massive frame out on top of you. “Hm?” he teased, dropping soft, open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

“I believe my exact words were, ‘I want to stay in bed all morning,’” you corrected him with a smirk. “Didn’t specify what we’d be doing.”

“Oh?” He lifted his head, gazing down at you with an arched brow.

“You can go surfing tomorrow,” you whispered, reaching for the drawstrings of his board shorts.

His breath hitched as he leaned down, brushing his nose against yours. “Staying in suddenly sounds like a really good idea.”

late night prompts

#harrison knott #harrison knott x reader #press play #harrison drabble #lewis pullman

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ddejavvu · 3 months

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pairing: han solo x reader

summary: han knows how to reset your attitude

contents/warnings: based on the line 'you could use a good kiss!', condescension, brat!reader and subsequent brat taming, use of 'sister' as a pet name as he uses it for Leia in the movies (ie. not the way you'd use it towards an actual sibling), don't like don't read.

You call storming after the hotheaded captain through the corridors of his rickety ship justified, but Han calls it ridiculous.

"Han Solo," You call with a growl, you voice ragged and rough with indignation, "This is not what we agreed on!"

"You don't call the shots around here, sister," He lets out a deprecating bark of laughter at your anger, but his amusement fades the more doggedly you pursue him, "This is my ship, and I decide what we smuggle."

"And you've decided on rathtars?" You shriek, "They could massacre us all with only one tentacle, and they've got dozens!"

"That's why they're gonna be in cages," Han drawls, sounding for all the world like he's never been more exasperated, "C'mon, princess, y'think I'm stupid or something?"

"Pretty frequently, yeah!" You gush, ramming into his back when he stops in the doorway of his quarters. You haven't caught your balance yet when he whirls around, but he grips your jaw and leaves the steadying to you as he plants a firm kiss on your rage-stained mouth. There's not a whole lot of tongue, teeth, or anything kind, it's forceful and near-bruising. It's not a gesture of affection, it's a lecture, a chastisement, a scolding.

He breaks away and his eyes hold reproach as he levels a warning glare down at you, your face still held in his hands.

"There, crazy, 'that fix 'ya? I know what I'm doing, I wouldn't bring something onto the ship if I thought it was gonna kill us."

They're angry, you want to say, but Han's kiss has effectively silenced you, your jaw aching gently in his large hand.

He seems satisfied with this, knowing you wanted to fight but seeing that you'd chosen to secede, and leans in once more. This time it's a reward, a sweet, kind thing that he's happy to give you.

"Good." He decides, letting go and retreating into his quarters, knowing you'll follow at his heels the way you always do, "Just ignore 'em, baby. I'll do the dirty work, just pretend they're not even here."

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adriellej · 1 month

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Masterlist

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester/Jensen Ackles

Sam Winchester/Jared Padalecki

Castiel (Novak)/Misha Collins

Extra characters of SPN

SPN no parings

Personalized fics

Flash:

Harrison "Harry" Wells/E!2

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erosmutt · 1 month

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౨ৎ HAN SOLO.

⋆ HAN'S PLAYLIST.

౨ৎ DRABBLES.

ᯓ★ riding Han

ᯓ★ pussy eating w/ Han (chubby!reader)

ᯓ★ Han praising you

ᯓ★ renovating (starring Anakin Skywalker)

ᯓ★ saloon girl (starring Anakin Skywalker)

ᯓ★ [BONUS SHITPOST] blowing harrison ford

ᯓ★ [BONUS] your hair getting stuck in harrison ford's earring

౨ৎ FICS.

ᯓ★ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇɴᴄᴇ

౨ৎ BOTS.

ᯓ★ [j.ai] College Boyfriend Han

ᯓ★ [j.ai] Cowboy Han (and chubby!USER)

ᯓ★ [j.ai] Football Captain Han (and bimbo!cheer captain!USER)

ᯓ★ [j.ai] Dad's Best Friend Han

ᯓ★ [j.ai] Dad Han

ᯓ★ [j.ai] Slave Training with Han (and Jabba's slave!USER, feat. Chewie)

ᯓ★ [j.ai - BONUS] College Boys Han and Luke

ᯓ★ [c.ai - BONUS] Neighbor Harrison Ford

ᯓ★ [j.ai - BONUS] Neighbor Harrison Ford

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panicpixieplaygirl · 10 months

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oh for the love of god we need those harrison ford nd han drafts… 8, 14, 15, 19, 28 and 135 on that prompt list is so han coded i fear!!!!

PROMPTS 8, 14, 15, 19, 28 • han solo x fem!reader

prompt list here!! • MINORS DNI!!

notes: your wish is my command homeslice and more than gladly fulfilled. i threw most of them in this one cause ur so right & all the ones you picked worked together perfectly!! i’m so obsessed w him rn. can’t blame me tho

also tysm for the ask the rest of the drafts will be around hopefully soooooonnn & i’m lovin ur blog

you were in your ultimate happy place- mouth full with han’s cock, throat contracting around his tip as you tried to get him deeper, his hand guiding you to slowly take more and his husky voice egging you on. “that’s it- so good- come on, sweetheart, just a little more.”

you took in as much of him as you could, finally relaxing your throat, hearing him grunt and exhale and praise above you. your cunt was throbbing and dripping at how pleased he was with you, how good he tasted. paradise. just a little more.

and then you were gagging and coughing and he fell from your lips.

you’d be embarrassed, but you knew it was music to han’s ears, his hand immediately coming up to his cock. you whined in frustration as you caught your breath, probably even more eager to have him wholly sheathed in your throat than he was.

“relax, sugar, we can try again.” he consoled you through heavy breaths and a mischievous grin, reaching his thumb from the hand in your hair to stroke your heated cheek. you just wanted to be stuffed already, but for han it was just as satisfying to watch you struggle and try again.

you eyed his spit-covered shaft longingly as he pumped it with his free hand. he was so thick it almost seemed impossible to take him. your mixed discouragement and arousal caused you to whine again. “please, han, could you just fuck me instead?”

han’s dick had been throbbing almost painfully as soon as he left your throat and he was desperate to get it back in. he was ready to cum and he was going to make sure you took every drop down your throat like you had wanted so badly. you started this game, and you were gonna finish it.

“you can take it, you’ve done it before. open your mouth for me, honey.”

still primed to please despite your earlier shortcoming, your mouth fell open wide for him without a thought, but not without a whimper of protest. it was second nature to comply at this point, but even by choice you couldn’t ignore his instruction when he encouraged and commanded you so sweetly.

han’s smile deepened at your obedience as he led his cock to your tongue. “always so good for me, aren’t you? i know you can take it. don’t you want it, baby?” he rubbed his head on your tongue. you moaned at his words, of course you wanted it.

“i’ll take that as a yes.” he chuckled, before pushing himself deeper.

you moaned as you wrapped your lips tight around him and he returned to your senses. his guiding hand moved with less constraint as he crept closer to his orgasm.

you had to concentrate not to gag again as he pulled you deep on him, your eyes scrunched shut while you got used to the feeling and relaxed again. your hands came up to grip his thighs as you slowly inched your throat over him, keeping him locked tight in you as he stretched you wide.

“fuck, honey, that’s it.” han’s chest was heaving, dick twitching at the way your throat constricted around him and your nails dug into his thighs. it took all his might not to thrust into your mouth and close the shortening distance, and it reflected in the way he gripped your hair.

you were so full, so close, paradise again.

“keep your eyes open,” he huffed out. “look at me, honey.” he was close, too.

again you complied, batting tears away as you opened your eyes. it was hard to seem him right from this angle, but he lifted his hips just enough to connect your eyes and slide his cock the rest of the way down your throat, and then he was gasping and grunting uncontrollably.

the sight of him, the sound of him, the way he filled you, you could feel it all in your cunt as if he was fucking you there instead. your hands wrapped to the back of his thighs and held him there as you imagined his cock deep inside where you needed him most, your spit drooling down his balls & over your chest, and he was done for.

han came hard with a string of profanities and praises, holding you against him as he spilled his load down your throat, forcing you to (gladly) swallow it down. you nearly came from the sight alone. you knew you were in for it when he was done and you throbbed at the thought.

he groaned and panted as he looked down at you and pulled you off him. a sweet smile slowly pulled over his lips as you caught your breath, his hand now loose and massaging you gently. “damn, girl. i told you, you never disappoint.” you smiled at that.

“don’t make a mess, baby.” he said with a little laugh as he wiped your spitty mouth and pushed his thumb past your lips.

you gave it a swirl and a suck before pushing it back out. you grasped his hand and pressed a small kiss to his palm.

“don’t try to pretend like you don’t like it.”

notes: my mouth literally watered while i wrote this i wanna suck his dick so bad. harrison ford if u see this 1. pls call me and 2. pls don’t see this. no caps for drabbles cause i like it this way <3. semi-proofread? i’m high. y’all keep sending requests tbh it’s the end of summer semester so i’m a little swamped but i’ll have so much free time after >:)

#can u tell i love to be a whiny hoe #at least for han anyway #han solo x reader smut #harrison ford x reader smut #x reader smut #drabbles #prompts

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hanasnx · 1 year

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comfort

summary: unfortunately, han can be insensitive. good thing he knows just how to calm you down as soon as he figures out he messed up.

character(s): han solo x reader

word count: 0.7k

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this was stuck in my head like you wouldn’t believe. i’m still trying to find han’s voice & this was my way of practicing. i have been watching a lot of clips of harrison ford when he was young from movies like american graffiti & i just spiraled

this is lowkey based off of a scene from a movie called “the other woman” i think

look it’s my first han piece

warnings: like i said, han being insensitive. like not even really angst tbh, established relationship, size difference, gender neutral reader, han doesn’t know how to apologize in the healthiest way i guess but he sure tries. so hurt/comfort??? angst/fluff?? please im a smut writer. this is not my expertise

Sometimes he doesn’t realize how harsh he comes off. He’s such a sweetheart when he wants to be, but there are the weak occasions when he’s so painfully blunt that it pierces you. Especially because you care so much about what he thinks.

Perhaps it was one of his famous tongue-in-cheek moments, his specific brand of humor— that if you’re not careful enough, will go right over your head— but you’d already had such a difficult day. Things had gone wrong left and right, and unknowingly, your lover only exacerbated it.

You tune back in to the conversation, just in time to hear him say: “… maybe if you pulled your head out of your ass long enough, you’d realize Feng Shui’s bullshit.”

There’s a deep lurch inside of you, that tugs at your heartstrings and tears well in your eyes. Silence that causes him to glance at you only to return to his work at the wires hanging from an open panel in the wall of the Falcon. “It’s a waste of time.” he adds, as if his opinion needs more evidence to back himself up.

The tools you held for him feel cold and heavy, and you clutch them to focus on something else other than crying. Your breath quickens as you form your next words. “That’s… you know—“ Hot tears spill down your cheeks, and in your frustration you throw down his apparatus with a clatter. The noise alerts him, as well as the possibility they’d land on his feet, flinching; he lays his bewildered eyes on you, intent to see for himself what exactly your problem is. Your voice twists, heightening in pitch, throat aching from choking back a sob. “I don’t make fun of your things, but as soon as I have something—“

“—Baby, baby—” he’s swift to comfort, soothing you with his voice, and reaching out for you with his large hands, resting on your upper arms.

“—I like Feng Shui it teaches you to make the most use of your space—“ you speak over him defensively, afraid if you didn’t blurt it out that you’d cry too hard to finish what you had to say.

“—Sweetheart, listen,” Finally your eyes meet his as he cups your face, collecting your streamline of tears on the meat of his thumbs, soft lips pecking yours to coo and pacify you to reticence. Suddenly you’re aware of how predictable you are to him as he draws you into his chest— disregarding your uncertain resistance— wrapping his thick arms around you. His chin sits atop your head. “I’m sorry, kid, I didn’t mean it.”

As much as you want to fight it out, find an excuse to release your pent up anger, you relax as you always do, breathing in his scent. An apology is not a gift you hear regularly from Han. Once again, he seamlessly comforts you. Brings you back from the edge. You fist his shirt, sniffling softly, and once he’s sure you’ve accepted him, his warm body curls around you, stooping to press you as close as possible, so his cheek lays on your forehead.

As easy as lulling a baby to sleep, he rocks you in place, swaying you right into complacency, and you let go of your argument. “You’re right about it, you’re right. I don’t know what I’m talking about.” he murmurs.

You sniff, and guide him from you; since you’ve calmed down, he gingerly releases you.

Tilting his head at you, he brings his hand up from your back to wipe the wetness of your crying with his knuckles. Dabbing under each eye gently, and flicks your chin up so you look at him.

Cautiously, as if afraid he’d set you off again, he peers at you through his brows. “You okay, kid? We good?”

You press your lips together and nod, raking a hand through your hair to get it out of your face, eyes falling to the floor in shame. So he inclines to catch your gaze, he’s not going to let you get away with that. “I wanna hear you say it, princess.”

“Yes, yes. I’m good, we’re good. It, uh, just got away from me, is all.” you toss at him, convictionless, hoping to get along with it.

Searching for the truth, he idles, eyes boring into yours. A good natured pat onto your upper arm and he retracts from you fully to return to his work. “Alright. Hand me that wrench, will ya?”

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eljeebee · 2 months

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“Hi,” she said in a sing-song way. “This is Priscilla Wuest, is this the right number for Kai Leiko?”

“I heard you have information about the…disturbances…in the city…may I ask for a little bit of your time, Mr. Leiko?”

“Haha! Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble! Someone gave us a tip. So, shall I see you now?”

“Work? Ah. Of course. I’m sorry. Hmm…why don’t you come here instead? 223 Windsor Drive. Oh, don’t worry, it’s fine! It’s urgent. See you tonight!”

“Thank you for coming, Mr. Leiko,” Priscilla forcefully smiled. He was barefoot. Sucking in her teeth, “Why don’t you come in? Tell me about what you saw by the consignment store?”

“Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Leiko! I hope I didn’t scare you. The object you brought might be the lead for our investigation.”

“God, am I – am I really helping?”

“Yes, you are.”

“Evening, lov – who’s this?”

“Hello darling. Just my informant. I hope you don’t mind.”

“A-Ah, hello! I’m Kai Lenko. Officer Wuest invited me in for questioning, can’t believe I’m actually helping Bridgeport. There’s a monetary reward, right? Right?”

“Yes, yes. Come to the City Hall tomorrow. Good night, Mr. Leiko...”

“Are you pouting, Tony?”

“Inform me next time, sweetheart. We’re undercover.”

“I wouldn’t be able to retrieve that one substance you lost…you really need to double check in securing your things, lovely.”

“Thank you, darling,” a kiss and a smirk. “I’m glad Albert’s not here. He’d give me an earful.”

“What’s that for anyway?”

“Experiments…?”

“Really? It smells familiar. Like the perfume you wear?”

#just because she needed to question and write a report about it in-game lol #i can't stop taking pictures of them honestly #'tis but a drabble #the sims 3 #sims 3 #ts3 #simblr #LOC:Priscilla Wuest #LOC:Priscilla Wuest-Harrison

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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 1 year

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Have a random drabble that popped into my head when I came across this pic of Dom again. It's not related to Yes Daddy at all, just a little fun thing.

No real warnings besides jerk Col, unfinished blow jobs, and fed up uncut Dom.

Dom x Colson

"Don't you look like a pretty little bitch in that?" It was said like a tease but there was a hint of truth the rapper tried so hard to swallow. The punk was always pretty but Kells was straight and no matter how many skirts the kid wore, he was pretty sure there was a dick underneath.

"Jus' cause you got mouths all over ya jacket don't mean ya gotta run yours. But if you gotta, I can shut ya up." Dom was vibrating with pre show excitement and annoyance for the jerk messing with him. They were friends but sometimes Colson was an asshole about his clothes.

"Touchy today. Grab a beer or go get off Dom. You look like you could use it. With all that red don't dudes know you're a slut?" Col smirked, taking a swig from his own drink. He wished the guy would just put on pants so he didn't have to stare at those thicc thighs.

That was it. That was fucking it. Dominic was glad no one was around but at the same time he wished someone could see the moment he would finally school the Machine Gun. He stomped over, grabbing that leather collar and dragging him off the couch to his knees. He leaned over close, their lips an inch away. "You jus' being a bitch cause you can't get me. Tha' it? You wanna fink I'm a whore so you ain't so desperate for me cock? Look at you Col, on ya knees and drooling for me. If you weren't such a fuck I might let you."

Neither knew who was more surprised when the man whimpered and nodded, surging up that last breath to press their lips together. It was a long time coming but something that they never expected and Dom felt his eyes go wide as he pushed Kells back. "Please? Show me. Know you're a badass. Know you're not a whore. I can't get your ass out of my head." He almost added- 'and I need it on my dick instead.'

The punk huffed, tempted to kick him back but there was something tempting in his words and desperate in his gaze. There was an openness he hadn't seen before. "Shut the fuck up." He growled, scared to take it in. Their tenuous friendship was too important but he could still taste the weed and beer ghost of his kiss.

"Make me."

Those two words were so stupid and Dom felt like a kid on the playground facing a bully calling him a fag. This wasn't that though. This was... Something. Before he knew what he was doing he was burying one hand in Col's hair and the other was pulling his cock free of his boxer briefs. He felt mental, he knew this would come back to bite him in the ass but the man licked his lips, swallowed hard, and opened his mouth. Blue eyes rolled up to meet green and long nimble fingers scrambled to grip his belt.

Colson didn't know what the hell he was doing and he was positive this would haunt him for days, especially while he was alone and aching but the first taste of his friends pussy level wet dick had him shaking. He tried to open his jaw wider but Dom took care of it, pushing until that silky heavy weight was teasing the back of his throat and cutting off his air. "Shh shh shush, doing good. Pretty boy. Who's the whore now?" Every word was laced with sarcasm and a hint of venom but there was truth there they were both scared of. He was just teaching the jerk a lesson. That was it.

Hands wrapped around the back of his head, pulling him closer and closer and he couldn't breathe but it didn't matter. He never gave up control. Never.

"Hey D- woah shit! Uh... It's time mate." They heard a voice at the door and Kells cursed in his dizzy head. Dom just rolled his eyes and pulled his spit wet dick free, tucking himself away and wiping his sticky fingers over Col's cheek then his jacket. The rapper was still coughing and gasping for breath while the singer walked to the door. "Don't fuck wiv me Cols. Jus' cause I wear a skirt don't mean I can't kick ya arse. Do it again and I finish across ya face." He flipped his friend the bird before disappearing without another glance and Kells caught the sound of people chanting the punk's name. It felt like the universe was driving the point home but as he stood up and adjusted his own straining cock he knew the moment his buddy jumped off that stage he'd find at least ten new jokes about the skirt. It might end up getting him fucked for the first time but... It felt weirdly worth it. He couldn't fucking wait.

#yungblud #dominic harrison #dom harrison #machine gun kelly #mgk #colson baker #dom and colson #dom x colson #dom and colson fic #com #com fics #my fics #drabble #rated r #mature

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lightarin · 1 year

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The fairytale begins...

Ikevil HarrisonxGN!Reader

Yes, I know we barely have information. Yes, I'm already brainrotting. Yes, I know this could be out of character. No, I do not care. Ikevil Harrison has been living in my mind rent free all day so I needed to write a quick drabble on it.

I used (rough translations) of the quote voicelines on the website! Enjoy :)

"I'm the lying fox with the fox curse, so you shouldn't trust me so easily."

He gives you a smile, one that doesn't quite reach his eyes as he starts to turn away.

But then...

"Harrison."

His practiced smile thins, his gaze falling on the hand that was clutching his shirt.

"Ahh~ You've caught this lying fox. But, sorry, I have nothing more to say to you."

He glances at you, his smile once more in place as he tugs his clothes out of your grip. Your brow furrows as you let your hand fall to your side, trying to find the right words to say.

You're the one pushing me away. Why do you look so sad? Why won't you let me get closer to you? Why...

You clear your head when he starts to walk away, staring at his back with determination.

"I'm going to trust you!"

Yet, he gives no sign that he's heard you, leaving you standing in the hallway until you couldn't see him anymore.

I'm going to trust you.

Out of sight, he frowns slightly, a hand running through his hair as your words echo through his mind.

"How naive..."

It wasn't the first time someone had said such a thing. Every person had taken their words back eventually. Yet, he can't shake you out of his thoughts. He can't ignore the feeling that you were different. The hope that you would be different.

And that... was how your fairytale began.

#arinfood #arinttacks #ikemen villains #ikevil #cybird ikemen #ikemen series #ikemen harrison #drabble #fanfic #ikemen fanfic #ikemen games #ikevil harrison

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whimsicalmeerkat · 3 months

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high noon - the hollows

On AO3

“You are aware that I am normally not awake at this hour, Ms. Morgan,” Trent says, stepping up beside Rachel.

Written for the @februaryficletchallenge for the day 1 prompt “High noon AND/OR Fake dating”.

#the hollows series #trent kalamack/rachel morgan #double drabble #february ficlet challenge #rachel morgan #trent kalamack #kim harrison #the hollows by kim harrison #trent kalamack x rachel morgan #ficlet #fanfic #author:whimsicalmeerkat

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writercole · 2 years

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"come on sugar, spread your legs a bit more." His voice is so calm, so steady despite the rapid rise and fall of his chest. "let me see how well those pretty fingers fit inside. Stretch yourself out and I'll make sure to finish you."

Harrison is sitting across the room from you, his hand around his hard cock as your fingers dipped in and out of your tight channel.

"Look how wet you are playing with your pussy," he says, gasping as his hand twisted around the tip of his cock. "Do you think you deserve my cock now?"

"Yes, please, I need it!" you exclaim, your hands frantically trying to bring yourself to a climax.

"Can you beg for it, baby?" he asks, dropping his cock as he stands, stalking across the room towards the bed your spread out on.

"Please, Harrison. Please. I need it. I need you to fuck me. I need you," you beg, panting with the restraint you're attempting to show.

"Okay, baby," he agrees as he climbs on top of you. "You'll get all you can handle."

#cole answers #cole loves shelly #harrison knott #drabble #thirst drabble

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hollandfromhell · 2 years

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hi! my names Maria and I write for an assortment of characters and people, and requests are currently open. I constantly have 20 wips and seem to never finish them. I'm looking for a beta/ghost reader that'll help me navigate my wips, so if you're interested message me!

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weird-kid-maxx · 5 months

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It Hurts Me When You Hurt You (Bondi Rescue)

(Trent "Maxi" Maxwell X Harrison "Lionel Hutz" Reid)

Prompt: "Harrison has been acting a little bit strange up to the point of worrying Maxi. Hours later, Maxi decides to ask them in private, getting into their room, but then Maxi shocks with the following scene: Harrison was holding a blade and both their arms and legs have a lot of fresh wounds bleeding. Maxi steals the blade from Harrison's hands as soon as they can and goes for some items to heal the wounds. Once they had finished, Maxi asks them what happened. Harrison can't resist staying quiet and, whimpering a lot, explains how they feel the necessity to punish themselves for everything going on. In the middle of the cry, Maxi hugs their partner tightly."

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Maxi had been observing a shift in Harrison's demeanor, a peculiar change that was toeing the line of concern. As each minute ticked by, the worry gnawing at Maxi only seemed to intensify. Finally, unable to bear the heavy silence, Maxi made the decision to confront Harrison, seeking out the solace of their shared room.

Upon entering, the sight that met Maxi's eyes was heart-wrenching. Harrison was there, a blade clutched tightly in his hand, his arms and legs marred with fresh, bleeding wounds. A gasp escaped Maxi's lips as they rushed forward, swiftly snatching the blade from Harrison's grip. Their heart pounded against their chest, a desperate rhythm that echoed their frantic dash to gather supplies to tend to Harrison's injuries.

Once the wounds were cleaned and bandaged, neither speaking, no noise but for Harrison's soft sniffles, Maxi took a deep breath, steeling themselves for the conversation to come. They gently asked Harrison, their voice barely above a whisper, what had led to this.

Harrison, his eyes filled with sorrow, couldn't maintain his silence. With a shaky voice and tears glistening on his cheeks, he confessed his feelings of self-blame, the compulsion he felt to punish himself for the chaos around them. His words hung heavy in the air, a painful testament to his inner turmoil. Being bisexual, his parents not accepting him, feeling like everyone was judging him.

In that moment, Maxi felt a surge of emotion. Anguish at the sight of their beloved hurting himself, but also a deep, unyielding love for Harrison. Ignoring the tears threatening to spill from their own eyes, Maxi pulled Harrison into a fierce hug. Their arms wrapped around him, their heart aching with every whimper that escaped Harrison's lips.

"Know this," Maxi whispered into Harrison's ear, their voice trembling with the intensity of their feelings. "You are not alone. You are loved, more than you can possibly imagine. And nothing, absolutely nothing, can change that. It never will, you hear me?"

The room fell silent, save for the quiet sobs echoing off the walls. Amidst the palpable angst, there was also a sense of comfort, a promise of unwavering support. No matter how dark the night, they would face it together, bound by a love that refused to falter.

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wyn-n-tonic · 2 years

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How about the prompt ❛ shh. there’s people in the other room. ❜ with Harrison?👉🏻👈🏻🫣 Just because something you said yesterday got me thinking...

"You're being wiggly."

Your side tenses again and you take in a breath of air. "Maybe stop tickling me."

"I'm not tickling, baby," he says, looking up from between your legs. "You're just ticklish now," he hooks his arm around your waist, "stay still and stay quiet."

His other hand is wrapped around your thigh, holding it up as he kisses up and down the soft skin, two day old scruff scratching along with it.

Your head falls back again when he reaches where you want, giggles bubbling up with moans. "Jesus fuck, Harris--"

He groans into you and lifts himself up to his knees, reaching behind and pulling his shirt off. "Shh, baby. You gotta be quiet. There are people in the other room."

You watch as he pulls forward, palming at the bulge in his pants, and he falls over you.

I love you so much"--his lips move against yours--"but from now on, if you want to moan or scream, you better do it in my mouth."

"Or what?"

His body tenses, weight pressing down on you as he leans down into your ear. "Or I will never eat your pussy again."

"You're lying," you tell him, voice dropped low like he's asked. "You like it too much."

He grabs around your jaw, slight pressure as he pulls you back to face him. "Then be a good girl and be quiet."

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mockingbirdshymn · 1 year

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im working on a nerriston fic. its a oneshot- BUT. its guaranteed to be over 60k words when its done. probably around/over 100k, though i'm not sure. i am making the longest fucking oneshot youll ever read. i will singlehandedly bless the nerriston shipping community with a fanfiction they will love and adore. a flood in a desert, hoping for water

#btw my discord is MockingbirdsHymn #hashtag 0873 #i didnt realize the tag wasnt there whoopsie #literally none of my friends are in the camp camp fandom so i made a discord so i could make some friends in the camp camp fandom #anyway ill be posting drabbles/sneakpeaks of the fic im working on here and there #nerriston #camp camp #harriston #nerrison #presner #cc preston #cc nerris #cc harrison #its gonna be a good one. i hope

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suckerforfantasy · 2 years

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Hello, I am currently very bored and wouldn't mind to write something requested. Ask anything, fluff, smut, angst I write it.

Current fandoms I can write for are:

The Sandman (Netflix)

Moon Knight or MCU in general

Criminal Minds

Harry Potter (Marauders era)

Maze Runner

Good Omens

Shadow and Bone

Six of Crows

Hawaii Five - O

Wednesday (Netflix)

Young Royals (Netflix)

Dead Poets Scociety

Actors:

Marvel Actors

Tom Sturridge

Cillian Murphy

Henry Cavill

Edvin Ryding

But I can also write for anyone I haven't mentioned here, just ask. OC or Y/N story are also offered.

I want to start writing more and I would appreciate any support or ideas I get from you.

Lot's of Love,

~suckerforfantasy

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