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mysaintkitten · 7 months

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Primal | Jim x fem!reader

prompt: after narrowly escaping death, jim’s adrenaline is through the roof, and his instincts take over (NSFW, no minors)

WARNINGS: brief mentions of 28 days later plot, jim’s a little pushy (but it’s overall consensual), unprotected sex (p in v), praise, creampie

word count: 1.1k

this is an awkward length but all i can think about is buzzcut cillian 💔

as you and jim were out attempting to find some food, you heard the sound of heavy, quick footsteps approaching. out of habit, you both raise your bats. at this point in the epidemic you knew to carry blunt objects and weapons on you at all times, so you were prepared incase this happened. while you both had turned to see an infected charging in your direction, another was charging in the opposite direction behind jim’s back. as you swung your bat at the head of the one coming towards you, you heard jim hit the ground, groaning loudly.

your head whips behind you and you see jim on his back, an infected on top of him, wailing and grunting in his face.

“help! fuck! shoot it, y/n!” he exclaims, placing his bat between the infected’s chin and neck, pushing as hard as he could against it’s inhuman force. with shaky hands, you pull the revolver out of your waistband and pull the trigger, hoping to god that the bullet gets where it needs to go. jim scrunches his faces and turns his neck to the side, trying to avoid getting any of the infected blood in his eyes or mouth. the body goes limp above him, jim rolls the body off and quickly rises to his feet, using his dirty crewneck sleeve to wipe off the blood from his face.

“we have to go. now.” jim fretted, grabbing your wrist and dragging you towards the door at a quick pace. as you’re about leave, you hear the all too familiar grunts and gasps of another infected.

“run! quick!” he exclaims, essentially pushing you out the door as you two sprint back to your home base.

your lungs are burning, your body is tired, but you have to keep running.

finally, you’re home, you drop the bats and the weapons onto the floor.

“jesus christ!” you huff, back against the wall as jim slams the door behind him, quickly locking it.

both of you breathing heavily at the mixture of exhaustion and adrenaline cording through your veins. jim slips off the crewneck, revealing the tee he had on underneath.

“that was so close ..” he mumbles breathlessly, you nod in agreement, using the back of your hand to wipe the sweat off from your forehead, “i feel so alive, y/n ..” he adds, bringing his body to closer to yours.

you exhale softly, “yeah, me too, jim.” you close your eyes and attempt to regulate your breathing, until you feel fingers creeping around your waist and lips on your neck, your eyes shoot back open.

“jim? what are you doing?” you croaked, feeling a bit thrown off by his gesture, he moans softly into your neck, you feel his growing bulge graze your thigh,

“so close to losing it all … would’ve never been able to hold you.. or touch you again ..” he whines into your neck, nipping gently at the skin

you could feel his heart thumping through his chest,

“jim .. your heart .. take a breath, hun ..” you coo, placing your hand behind his head, running your fingers through the buzzed hair.

“i’m alive, baby. can’t you feel it?” he chuckles softly, pulling his head out from your neck to kiss you on the lips. it’s sloppy and eager, his grip on your waist tightening as he continues to rut against you.

before long, he’s detaching his lips and turning your body around, pressing your chest against the wall, now placing his chest directly behind yours preventing you from moving.

“jim?” you blurt out, feeling the air being slightly squeezed out from your lungs, “feel like a goddamn animal .. need to be inside you ..” he groans, hastily sliding your pants and underwear down from behind, exposing your bare ass and pussy.

he uses his free hand to unzip his pants, tugging his waistline and boxers down to free his flushed cock.

you feel him abruptly slide himself inside of you, giving you no time to adjust, “oh!” you gasp, your mind going blank at the sudden fullness,

he moans into the nape of your neck, gripping your hips roughly, “such a perfect pussy .. heaven on earth ..”

he snaps his hips inside of you feverishly, pounding into you at a quick and needy pace, it feels almost primal. like he’s in fucking heat.

“j-im!” you whimper, “slow dow-n a bit!”, you swing your hand behind you and dig your nails into his thigh,

“cunts grippin’ me too good .. can’t help it, baby ..” he growls, snaking his hand around to your front to rub quick circles on your clit. his relentless pace makes you feel like some sort of fuck-toy beneath him.

it’s all so filthy. his grunts, his pace, you whine loudly and your knees start to go weak beneath you. small huffs leaving your mouth as each thrusts connects to your ass. you feel yourself becoming embarrassingly close, maybe because he hasn’t fucked you this aggressively the entirety of your relationship. you had never seen him like this.

he feels you become slicker around his cock, “that’s it, come undone for me, pretty girl ..” he chuckles. his hot, shaky breaths sending chills down your spine.

“god, fuck, baby!” he groans, “gonna fill that pussy up .. ‘s mine .. all mine ..” he rambles, his thrusts becoming weaker and sporadic,

his words and his aggressive nature push you over the edge and you come hard around his cock, your legs nearly giving out from underneath you as he continues to fuck into you.

jim sees you go limp and feels your orgasm drip out of you slightly, he laughs breathily, “that’s it .. good girl .. such a good girl …”

after a few more shaky pumps, he’s coming inside you. mumbling praises about how good you are and how good your pussy feels, even a small ‘love you’.

his thrusts slow down to a complete stop before he pulls his cock out of you, still hard and flushed. he takes a step back and spreads you apart gently, watching as some of his come began to drip out of your used cunt.

“jesus ..” is all he can manage to say before placing a firm smack on your ass, you yelp slightly at the sudden sting.

he turns your body around and rubs his hand on your behind gently, soothing the sting with his rough hands. he kisses your lips for a few moments before pulling away to tuck himself back into his pants. you follow his lead and shimmy your pants back up.

“gotta get back out there, we didn’t find any food ..” he says, sliding his jacket on. he seemed to move on rather quickly, but for the rest of the day all you can think about is him, and how his come is gradually leaking out of you and into your panties.

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jim PLEASE let me hit it

#cillian murphy #cillian murphy smut #cillian murphy x reader #cillian x fem!reader #jim 28 days later #i don’t think there’s much of a demand for jim LOL #but he’s so sexy #i hope y’all enjoy #:)

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its-not-sof · 1 year

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mark (fluff + smut)

summary: romanticizing the concept of knowing your partner deeply, and finding the joy of discovering something new. a series of vignettes capturing moments of everyday intimacy.

January 12th - 7:34am

“Y/N, it’s time to get up,”

You whined at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice. It felt like it had only been a second since your alarm went off, you promised you were only closing your eyes for just one minute longer. You mumbled a half-hearted unintelligible retort as you sunk right back into your pillows. It wasn’t your fault that your new sheets were so comfy.

Mark smiled and laughed at your groggy display.

“I know it’s nice and warm under there, but I also know you’re going to hate me if I let you be late for work again.”

You groaned, turning your back to him indignantly.

“Just five more minutes…” you pleaded sleepily.

“You said that five minutes ago, love.”

“Yeah, but this time I mean it…” you mumbled, curling into your covers.

Mark smirked.

“I promise you’ll feel better once you’re up and in the shower.”

You closed your eyes again, silent,

“I promise I’ll make you feel better once you’re up and in the shower…”

The addendum suddenly piqued your interest, as you rolled over to face Mark.

“Promise?”

Mark smiled.

“I promise. Now get over here, pretty girl…”

With that, you were coaxed out from beneath the covers, following Mark’s enthusiastic lead to your bathroom.

February 13th - 8:39pm

“Are you sure about this?” You asked quietly.

Mark searched your hesitant gaze.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything, Y/N,” he replied, lacing your fingers in his and placing a kiss to the back of your hand.

You breathed out an anxious sigh. You desperately hoped they would like you.

“I’m nervous,” you mumbled, glancing off to the side.

“Don’t be. They’re going to love you just as much as I do,” Mark whispered, sincerely. “Well, it’s pretty hard to top how much I love you, so that might be a stretch,” he joked, smiling at you to brighten your mood.

You took a deep breath as Mark turned off the car engine and stepped out. You followed suit, putting on your best smile.

You hoped they’d see just how much you loved their son.

March 9th - 1:26am

“You like that, huh?”

You whimpered beneath your boyfriend’s touch, his fingers finding your most sensitive bud with practiced ease. He gently teased you, giving slight pressure, just the way he knew you liked it.

“M-Mark,” you moaned, breathing heavy.

He quickly removed his fingers, bringing them up to his mouth and making a show of sucking them clean. You suddenly whined at the loss of contact.

“You drive me insane,” you murmured, slamming your lips against his, pulling him closer.

Mark’s hands continued their exploration down your figure, roughly palming your flesh and gripping you with a fierce possessiveness. He began to trail hot kisses down your throat, nipping and sucking at your delicate skin.

“Mark, I need you to fuck me,” you begged, tangling your fingers in his hair.

Mark smiled in between kisses, deliberately slowing down again.

“Now, Mark, please…” you murmured. “I can’t handle your teasing tonight.”

Mark smirked.

“You know me too well, pretty girl…”

April 27th - 3:34pm

“How much longer, Y/N?”

You had been sitting in front of your laptop all day, answering emails, working on assignments, and overall taking way too long for your impatient boyfriend to handle.

“Just a few more minutes, love, I promise,” you answered. Mark pouted.

“You said that an hour ago, babe,” he retorted, bringing his chair closer to your desk. You sighed.

“Yeah, but this time I mean it,” you smiled at him sweetly, knowing you were pushing your luck.

“C’mon, Y/N, just give me an hour and I’ll let you work all night if you want to,” Mark pleaded. Your lips curled into a smirk at his words.

“I hope I’m working on something much more fulfilling all night, Mark,” you chided, finally stepping away from your computer and into his waiting arms. Mark smiled.

“I knew I’d get you eventually,” he bragged, shifting your body across his lap and pulling you in for a soft kiss. You rolled your eyes but inevitably curled into his embrace.

“You get me for one hour, love. Don’t make me regret it…” you murmured, ghosting your lips across his neck.

Mark’s ears perked up at your suddenly suggestive tone. Not another moment passed before he lifted you up into his arms and carried your giggling self to straight your bedroom.

May 21st - 6:32pm

“Mark…”

You stared at your boyfriend from across the bedroom. What on earth was he thinking?

“What? I thought you liked surprises, Y/N?”

Mark glanced back at you innocently, giving you his best puppy eyes.

Your cheeks flamed in embarrassment as you looked at your boyfriend’s idea of a “surprise”.

“I can’t wear this, Mark…” you mumbled. Your fingers brushed the skimpy lace garment neatly wrapped with care in the luxury box in front of you. Just looking at it set your insecurities ablaze. Mark sighed softly, taking a step closer to you.

“Y/N,” he began, closing the box and gently taking your hand in his. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset.” You shook your head quickly.

“I’m not upset! I just— I’ve never— I’m not used to getting gifts like this,” you stuttered. “I didn’t know you wanted to see me in something like this, I guess I’m a little bit embarrassed. It’s not your fault.”

Mark smiled, brushing your hair away from your face and bringing your hesitant gaze back to his sincere eyes.

“Well, the surprise wasn’t supposed to be that I want to see you in that, Y/N,” he murmured. “You know how sexy you are to me, right? But I want you to be comfortable too. Next time, I’ll ask you first.”

You nodded silently, leaning into his tender touch.

“I’ll wear it, but just for you, okay?”

June 10th - 12:24am

“Can you keep doing that, please…”

Your boyfriend sighed in your arms as you ran your fingers through his soft, dark hair. You smiled, lightly scratching your fingers against his scalp.

“Of course,” you murmured, relishing in the fact that you got to hold him close and make him feel good for once. These moments were becoming scarce, with his schedules seemingly never-ending and your own career taking off it was hard to find moments of quiet intimacy.

Mark’s breathing began to even out, slowing slightly as he relaxed into your embrace. You pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head, pulling him closer to your chest.

“I love you, sweet boy.”

July 23rd - 7:45pm

“Mark, have you seen my—“ you called to your boyfriend before abruptly colliding into him.

“These?” He teased, holding up your favorite pair of shoes.

You glared at him playfully before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, taking the shoes from his grasp.

“Thanks,” you mumbled. “I guess I’m just a little scatterbrained today.”

Mark smiled.

“It’s no problem, I know you always forget where your shoes are when you leave them by the front door.”

You gave your boyfriend a grateful look, slipping your shoes on quickly.

“Okay, I’m ready,” you declared. “How do I look?”

Mark’s eyes lingered on your body, noting how the dress you chose showed little skin but somehow made you even more alluring to him. He smirked.

“If I answer with what that dress makes me what to do to you, we’re not going to make it out the door in time,” he murmured, drawing you close and pressing a kiss on your neck, not wanting to mess up your carefully applied makeup.

You giggled at his response and playfully pushed him off you.

“Alright, settle down, pretty boy,” you replied, quickly kissing his cheek.

Your lip gloss left a shiny pout mark on his face, but he didn’t seem to mind. He wanted nothing more than to show everyone tonight that the prettiest girl in the room was all his.

August 1st - 11:52pm

”Mark…”

A small mumble of your boyfriend’s name tumbled from your lips as you slept fitfully. He still wasn’t home, and as ashamed as you might be to admit it, you never slept the same without him there.

After tossing and turning for what felt like ages, you heard the sound of your bedroom door opening.

You turned to face the direction of the noise, and you smiled when you saw your boyfriend’s tired form heading towards your bed.

“Mmm… Hi, love,” you whispered, waiting for him to join you under the covers. Mark cradled your face in his hands gently.

“I’ll be back after I shower, I know you can’t sleep without me,” he teased, kissing your forehead.

Once your boyfriend was back in bed with you, you felt your body relax into his arms. Mark shifted closer to you, burying his face in your hair.

“I missed you, today,” he admitted softly. You let out a soft sigh.

“I always miss you, Mark,” you mumbled, stroking his cheek.

You boyfriend stilled, hesitating before he spoke.

“I don’t want you to have to miss me, Y/N. I promise you’ll never have to sleep alone,” he murmured. “Soon…”

September 27th - 10:32am

You slept in on your day off, since rolling out of bed in the mid-morning was a luxury you could hardly ever afford.

You stretched as you made your way to the kitchen. Your tired gaze nearly missed the surprise waiting for you on the counter.

‘for Y/N—

enjoy your day off, sleepyhead :)

all my love — M’

Your favorite iced coffee drink sat next to the handwritten note, a small heart drawn on the side of the cup. You smiled to yourself and wondered how you got so lucky.

October 31st - 10:15pm

“You’re so cute when you do that.”

Your boyfriend smiled bashfully.

“What are you talking about?”

You laughed and pushed his hair away from his face.

“When you do that thing with your lips. You always bite your lower lip when you’re thinking hard about something. What’s on your mind, Mark?”

Your boyfriend laughed and looked down at his lap, suddenly shy.

“It’s nothing,” he whispered.

You gave him a disapproving look. You knew he was hiding something. Mark sighed in defeat.

“It’s just— seeing you giving out candy to all those kids trick-or-treating tonight made me think about how you would be as a mom. I know it’s weird, but I kind of liked it…” he admitted, avoiding your gaze.

You smiled faintly.

“Do you want kids someday, Mark?”

Your boyfriend hesitated before turning to look at you.

“Yeah, I think I do. I’ve never thought about it until recently, but my god, a little version of… you and me would be so fucking cute.”

You stared at your boyfriend, an unfamiliar feeling bubbling up inside you.

“I think I want that too,” you whispered, pulling him in for a gentle kiss.

Mark responded in kind, slipping his arms around your waist and pulling you close.

“I love you, Y/N…”

November 6th - 6:35pm

“Mark, come back… it’s too cold without you,” you whined as you boyfriend got up from the couch.

“I’ll be right back, Y/N, I promise,” he answered, kissing the top of your head.

Your heating was out during the coldest time of the year, and you decided to use your boyfriend as a replacement heat source. Mark had no complaints, immediately volunteering to hold in his arms while you worked on your emails.

You shivered slightly in his absence, pulling your blanket around your shoulders.

“I’m back, c’mere,” Mark opened his arms and coaxed you back onto his lap. Once you were settled again, he sighed into your shoulder.

“Hey, Mark,” you murmured, hesitantly.

Mark hummed in acknowledgement, waiting for you to continue.

You took a deep breath, hesitating before letting out a small sigh.

“It’s nothing,” you whispered, relaxing back in his arms.

Mark closed his eyes, content to hold you close as long as you’d let him.

December 29th - 8:47pm

“Mark— Ah!”

You cried out as your boyfriend teased you through your third climax that night. His tongue flicked and swirled across your heat, making you squirm against his face. Mark slowly pulled away, admiring his work.

“Do you have one more round in you, pretty girl?” he murmured, pressing soft kisses on your inner thighs, sucking and biting the smooth flesh.

Your breathing was still labored and your eyes slid closed for a moment, coming down from the pleasure high you’d just experienced.

“Give me just a second, okay?” You huffed, a smile stretching across your face as you finally caught your breath.

Mark moved to brush your hair away from your face and steal your waiting lips in a passionate kiss.

“Y/N…” he whispered your name like a prayer, reverently admiring your post-coital afterglow expression.

You slowly opened your eyes and lost yourself in his intense gaze.

“I love you,” you whispered, brushing your fingers across his cheek, moving to stroke his hair the way you knew he liked.

“Can I show you how much I love you, Y/N?” Mark whispered, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

You smiled.

“Please,” you replied, capturing his lips in another kiss.

Mark smiled, and instead of returning to his previous position, he reached over to your nightstand drawer.

You watched his movements, confused, until he returned to you with a small velvet box in his fingers.

“Y/N, will you—“

“Yes.”

#nct mark #nct mark smut #mark lee smut #mark lee fluff #nct mark fluff #nct fluff #nct smut #nct timestamps #oh my goodness y’all I don’t know where this came from #not sure how I feel about it yet #I don’t usually write longer fics so pls be gentle with me LOL #i hope y’all enjoy #love u guys <3 #sof’s nct writing ✍🏻

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diamondzart · 1 year

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My first Beetlejuice fanfiction is out!

Huge thanks to @arbuzyansky for pitching the idea, @annchanorsomethin for helping with translation, and @blackteaarts for taking part in creating this cover artwork!

Description: Maybe communicating with living people who can see you wasn't as bad as Beetlejuice first imagined. Maybe communicating with living people who don't think you're weird by default wasn't as bad as Lydia first imagined. …or was it?

Rating: Teen and up audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

>>>READ IT ON AO3<<<

The story takes place in musical-verse, a few months after Beetlejuice returns to Maitland/Deetz’ household. NO BEETLEBABES! I write Beej and Lydia as some kind of weird siblings, and I do not approve shipping of these two!

Again this whole “monster-true-form” thing originates from @nonbinary-arsonists idea so I think I need to credit them as well! Thank you for the huge inspiration again! <3

#THERE GOES OUR MONSTER BOI #I was suffering while writing this 15k word monster #i hope y’all enjoy #<3 #beetlejuice #beetlejuice the musical #beetlejuice musical #beetlejuice broadway #beetlejuice fanart #beetlejuice fanfiction #bjtm #bjtmtmtm #betelgeuse #fanfic #my art #art collab #NO BEETLEBABES!!!

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ssreeder · 11 days

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Chapters: 18/? Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sokka/Zuko (Avatar), Aang/Katara (Avatar), others to be tagged later - Relationship Characters: Sokka (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Aang (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Jet (Avatar), Suki (Avatar), Kyoshi Warriors (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Jee (Avatar), Hakoda (Avatar), Bato (Avatar), A bunch of OCs, Long Feng, Joo Dee (Avatar), Azula (Avatar), Mai (Avatar), Ty Lee (Avatar), Ozai (Avatar), General Fong (Avatar) Additional Tags: Violence, Blood and Injury, War, Minor Character Death, Rape/Non-con Elements, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Major Character Injury, Amputation, Implied/Referenced Suicide, possible major character death, themes similar to the first two books, Sexism, Racism (like has already been written in first two books), dark themes, Human Trafficking, Slavery, Just a lot of dark war-like themes, there will be a battle, Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Injury Recovery, Healing, Underage Sex, Underage Drinking, Animal Death, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Warnings each chapter, Hopefully some healing for Zuko finally, no promises, but that’s the goal, Reunions, hopefully a happy ending, Sokka gets some healing too, Non-Consensual Drug Use Series: Part 3 of Leaving It All Behind Summary:

-This is the last book of the series LIAB, please go read the other two books before this, or you will be very confused-

Zuko has been taken by the Earth Kingdom army to who-knows-where, and Sokka is determined to get him back.

But he can’t do it alone.

With Suki and the Kyoshi Warriors by his side, Sokka is headed to Ba Sing Se to find Katara and Aang so they can go rescue his fire bender.

Things aren’t as easy as he had hoped. Corruption, lies, and unknown horrors await them inside the city’s walls. None of this is helping Sokka’s mental well-being.

Hakoda and his men face a problem of their own as Azula approaches with the intentions of making it rain fire.

Sokka and Zuko will both find themselves having to reintegrate back into a life they thought they left behind, with people they hardly remember. It isn’t easy for anyone, especially when they don’t recognize the person standing in front of them.

#1000 years later here I am #with a new chapter #I can not believe it took me so long to get through this #not that it was hard to write but damn it that’s a lot of character interactions haha #I hope y’all enjoy #this chapter should be called spilling the tea #but yeah… haha not enough tea spilled #but guess what…. People are starting to figure shit out!!#HAHA GET THE TITLE NOW!?!?!?!#anyway I’ll shut up #let me know if you do I love you all #zukka

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yelenadelova · 1 year

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Some ShuRiri headcanons because I watched Wakanda Forever and fell in love with these two being science girlfriends

Okoye is super overprotective. She is constantly reminding Riri of all the things she’d do if she ever hurt Shuri. Although she wouldn’t admit it right away Okoye really does love Riri and is glad Shuri found her.

Really all of the Dora Milaje are protective of Shuri. Shuri finally told them to lay off when she noticed several members of the dora milaje would always conveniently be present at whatever restaurant or place Shuri and Riri went on their dates.

Shuri is a clothes stealer. She is always stealing Riri’s hoodies and sweatpants claiming they’re more comfy than her own. Riri claims to be annoyed by it but she loves the way Shuri looks in her clothes.

They are constantly arguing over who gets to drive. They usually come up with some silly game like rock paper scissors to settle who will drive for the night,

They both have super fucked up sleep schedules. They spend a lot of long nights together in the lab fueled entirely by loud music and caffeine. When they make a breakthrough they usually celebrate by sleeping in late and eating brunch in bed.

While they enjoy going out their favorite dates consist of staying in and playing video games together. They’re both quite competitive and take Mario Kart extremely seriously.

Shuri is super nervous to meet Riri’s family. Like she is more nervous for the “meet the parents” dinner than she has ever been for an important political event. She spends weeks finding the right outfit and practices conversation topics. They (of course) love her and are still slightly perplexed about how Riri came to be dating Wakandan royalty.

Shuri loves using her Black Panther strength to give Riri piggyback rides and carry her to bed when she falls asleep in the workshop.

#black panther #black panther wakanda forever #black panther: wakanda forever #shuri #riri williams #riri x shuri #black panther wakanda forvever spoilers #wakanda forever spoilers #black panther 2 spoilers #el rambles #my headcanons #i hope y’all enjoy #i love them sm

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sapphicstacks · 1 year

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Firefighters know the importance of good water pressure. Or, at least, that's what Ava would tell the crew when they asked why she always took a shower at the station.

The water pressure at Ava's apartment was shit, and the station always had hot water. So, every night, every morning, and sometimes, randomly in the middle of the day, Ava would take full advantage of the facilities.

Except that wasn't the whole truth. They really were great showers, sure, but the real reason Ava carefully planned every time she showered was what Ava was doing right now.

Sometimes, if Ava got the timing right and said just the right things, she could convince someone to join her in the shower.

So, tonight, during her second shower of the day, Ava was pressed against and three fingers deep inside one Lieutenant Beatrice Lin-Watson while the rest of their crew was obliviously watching Sharknado: The 4th Awakens across the firehouse.

Here's how Ava managed it.

An Avatrice Firefighter AU

#you voted! it’s here!#this one is angsty and we are just getting started #i hope y’all enjoy #avatrice fic #avatrice fanfic #avatrice smut #warrior nun fic #ao3 avatrice #sapphicstacks ao3

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alynnl · 4 months

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It’s Christmas time after the Great Secret Trial where Barok van Zieks was acquitted and he found out the truth.

For the first time since the deaths in his family ten years ago, Barok buys a Christmas goose and writes letters inviting his friends and acquaintances to his table.

He expects no one to show up. But they all show up.

Albert Harebrayne, Gina Lestrade (with Toby), Maria Gorey, Herlock Sholmes, Iris Wilson and even Kazuma Asogi (who isn’t Christian but doesn’t mind the company on a winter evening) come in and make themselves at home.

The dinner means a lot of things to Barok. It’s a way to thank everyone who helped him in his trial. It’s a way to further reconcile with Kazuma, and get closer to Iris (who will eventually find out they’re family.) It’s also a way for him to catch up with Albert, who he’s wanted to see face-to-face (and out of court) for far too long.

After dinner there is music, dancing, merriment and conversation, reminding Barok of brighter times when his brother and sister-in-law were still alive. Iris playfully invites him to dance and he accepts. He doesn’t remember the last time he danced, but it just feels right, even if his steps aren’t perfect because he hasn’t practiced for so long.

When the night grows older, Barok’s guests depart little by little, until only Albert and Kazuma remain. Barok decides to step out, and they go with him.

On the way to the family cemetery, Barok takes two sprigs of holly from one of the bushes nearby. He places one on Klint’s grave, and another on Lady Baskerville’s.

After saying a few words, Barok heads back home and tells Kazuma and Albert they’re free to stay or go as they please.

They both decide to stay the night.

Before he goes to bed, Barok recounts the day in his diary, and how strange (but wonderful) it feels not to be alone anymore.

#The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles #TGAAC #Barok van Zieks #post game #Christmas idea #I want good things for Barok post game #so here’s my little headcanon #I hope y’all enjoy #spoilers

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babyxenomorph · 1 year

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#trey parker #south park #baseketball #edited by me #edited with picsart #my edits #i wanted to try something different #I love this one a lot #it’s so dreamy and he’s so dreamy #i hope y’all enjoy

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fabioquartararhoe · 10 months

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🫶🏻

#i love posting my kids on tumblr #i hope y’all enjoy #meli talks shit

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analllice · 2 years

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moodboard if spoiler girl is lying

#bb24 #big brother #I hope y’all enjoy

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arsonistsam · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dean Winchester & Mary Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Mary Winchester, Demons (Supernatural), Sam and Cas are there too but barely, waitress oc Additional Tags: Birthday, lot of stuff about memory, Mention of torture, Hell, Diners, why do all of my fics involve a car and a head wound Summary:

“It’s your birthday.”

Dean picks up his head and stops shifting through his bag of tapes.

“Yeah. I guess it is.”

“You guess?” Mary holds the door handle in her fingers like she’s ready to dip out at any point.

for rem’s @suncaptor celebration day two. prompt: dean and hell (although followed very loosely

#my writing #dean winchester #dean and mary #mary winchester #spn ficlet #spn fic #suncaptorevent #happy birthday dean #yo #i hope y’all enjoy

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its-not-sof · 2 years

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11:43pm

mark fluff + smut - college au

“Oh god, I’m so tired,” you sighed, flopping down on your bed with your books still splayed in front of you.

Mark laughed at your defeated display. You had both been studying at your apartment since your last evening class ended, going on nearly four hours now. It was nearing the end of the semester, and finals were on the horizon. This class happened to be the most difficult for you to study for, with both of you endlessly trying to cram in as much information as possible.

“Let’s take a break then, okay?” Mark murmured, collapsing next to you and pulling you into his arms. You closed your eyes and curled into his embrace.

“Mmm you’re warm,” you mumbled. “I’m going to fall asleep if we stay like this.”

Your boyfriend smiled and held you tighter.

“That’s fine with me, Y/N,” he murmured, kissing the top of your head. You sighed.

“As much as I wish I could, I probably should at least try to finish this chapter before we tap out for the night.”

Mark reluctantly let you go as you moved to sit up straight again. He joined you after letting his eyes wander to the exposed small of your back.

You often dressed comfortably, casual, but effortlessly put-together. Mark always insisted that the less-put-together side of you was the most beautiful, and that was certainly the side of you that was on display tonight.

Gently, Mark traced his fingers along your spine. You shivered as he made contact with your bare skin.

“Mark, if you keep doing that I’m not going to want to study much longer,” you teased, only half-joking.

Mark continued his actions, disregarding your words in favor of adding more pressure to his touch.

You blushed, and began to focus more on the movement of his fingers than the words on the page in front of you.

“Mark, I swear to god,” you sighed.

Your boyfriend laughed.

“Sorry, Y/N. I really think we need a break,” he insisted, running his fingers through your hair and gently scratching your scalp. His touch sent pleasurable tingles through your body.

“I don’t know, I’m feeling so unprepared,” you muttered, briefly closing your eyes to focus on the feeling of his fingers.

“Maybe I can help us both,” Mark murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, slowly increasing the pressure of his lips as he trailed lower. You felt yourself shiver yet again.

“What exactly do you have in mind?” You asked, hesitantly. You could feel Mark smile against your skin.

“You just keep studying, Y/N. Don’t mind me,” he whispered.

You gasped as his lips trailed lower, his fingers carefully slipping underneath your cropped sweater. His hands ghosted across your stomach, tracing your ribs before gently cupping your bare breasts.

You steeled your nerves and turned the page of your textbook, determined to cram in another chapter of material.

You let out an involuntary sigh as Mark’s fingers teased your perked nipples under your clothes. He sucked roughly at the juncture between your neck and shoulder, making you tilt your head back to give him more room.

“Eyes on your textbook, pretty girl…” he murmured teasingly, flicking your nipple for emphasis.

You bit your bottom lip and attempted to shift your focus back to your studying.

Mark shifted behind you and began trailing his right hand down your stomach to the hem of your pajama shorts, toying with the strings that cinched them at your hips.

You deliberately chose to ignore his teasing, and made sure your eyes never left your notes. You pulled out a highlighter and began to turn the heavily-notated page of text. You barely registered when Mark’s fingers slipped inside your shorts and began to push aside your panties.

“Ah!” You moaned suddenly, throwing your head back to rest on Mark’s shoulder as his fingers found your most sensitive bud and began to tease it.

Mark continued to suck at your neck while his talented hands worked you into a state of bliss.

“M-Mark, oh god—“ your breathing became heavier as he slipped his fingers inside you, letting his palm stimulate your clit.

All too quickly, Mark removed his fingers and hovered them teasingly about your aching core. You whimpered at the loss of contact. Mark smirked.

“Tell me about chapter five and I’ll start again,” he murmured, ghosting his fingers across your heat in encouragement. You closed your eyes and desperately wracked your brain for information.

“Ch-Chapter five is about the integumentary system… it provides the body with protection and includes the skin, the body’s largest organ,” you squeaked out your answer, eager for him to pleasure you again.

“Good girl,” Mark cooed, gently stroking his fingers across your swollen clit.

“Ah— Mark!” you cried, your legs beginning to shake.

“And chapter 8?” He murmured, removing his fingers once again.

“Reproductive systems,” you moaned.

“Very good,” he whispered, gently massaging your inner thighs, so close to where you wanted him.

“Now, tell me what this is…” Mark’s fingers brushed against your most sensitive bud, circling it slowly. You held back a desperate moan.

“M-Mark, that’s the clitoris…” you whined, grasping at his arm to keep him in place.

“And these?” Mark shifted his fingers to your entrance, rubbing it carefully.

“Those are the v-vestibular glands…” you mumbled, squirming in his hold to get some release.

“You got it,” he murmured. “Now let me give you your reward…”

Mark returned to his teasing, pinching and soothing your sensitive clit with his fingers and licking and biting your pretty neck.

“Mark, I’m gonna—“ you cried out as he pushed you over the edge.

He continued to tease you through your high, reveling in the feeling of you fluttering around his fingers.

He eventually slipped out of you, turning you around in his arms and kissing you gently.

“That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” He said, smiling at your satisfied and blissful smile. You quickly buried your face in his shoulder.

“Mark Lee, I can’t believe you did that to me,” you whined, embarrassed, but secretly reeling at how hot that was.

Your boyfriend laughed, pulling you close.

“It helped, didn’t it?” He said, smiling at you. You eventually gave in and met his loving gaze.

“Yes,” you mumbled. “I think I know more than I thought I did.”

“I knew it,” Mark replied, gingerly brushing your unruly hair away from your face and tucking it behind your ear. “My precious girl. You’re going to be just fine.”

You blushed deeply at his words, and pulled him in for another soft kiss.

“So, do you need any help studying, Mark?”

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