#absofuckinlutely

[blindfoldcd]

ooc. There are some niche fandoms i’m in that aren’t very big anymore and any mention of them automatically summons my presence.

#ooc. #rotg on my dash? #absofuckinlutely #and thank you to that one artist on twitter who is singlehandedly keeping the jack frost x tooth fairy ship alive

[sweetfirebird]

Doing the anxious bounce while I wait

#did i focus on the silly birthday story instead of the fight i am having with my brother? #absofuckinlutely

[malaayna]

honestly the fact that ICP is not only mentioned, but is in fact involved in a major plot point has definitely gotta be one of my favourite "impossible to explain without a cork board and red string" parts of homestuck

#its fuckin wild yall #am i reading homestuck in 2023? #is it incredibly dated? #yes i am and yes it is #is it obvious how fuckin horrible some parts of 2009 were? #absofuckinlutely #has all the flashing shits given me at least one migraine so far? #also yes #the story is so fuckin addictive tho #i would not recommend it for anyone who has seizures tho #dont know how safe it would be

[mzcain27]

Omg I’m gonna make a dnd Calvin

#a six year old artificer with adhd? #absofuckinlutely #was gonna see if I could give him an actual tiger #but I think he’s just gonna have a toy like the comics #and the party would just go along with him being real because he’s six #if y’all have any suggestions feel free #this is what I’m gonna be doing for the next few hours #dungeons and dragons #dnd #Calvin and Hobbes

[ashes-writing]

m o u t h | stranger things ; s.harrington

|| taglist,babes + req rules + send ?s + masterlist + kinktober masterlist ||

** graphics made by me with help from google images /pinterest. the list I'm using for this provided by @the-purity-pen, please do go check out their writing and a huge thanks to them for allowing the prompts to be used. **

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 ; 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔

Summary ;

--- steve decides to prove he can talk dirty but how far will it go?

Pairing ;

Steve Harrington x fem!reader.

--- no physical description given beyond having female parts.

Warnings ;

--- minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. In addition to the prior, body fluids, oral sex / the sixty nine position, dirty talk, sliiightest hint of dominant!Steve, biting and marking.

Taglist ;

--- the people listed below are the only ones I have on my stranger things taglist. If you'd like to be added, click the little link up top.

@allelitesmut

@aries-arcade 

@aurumbelis

@chieflawyerpastatoad

@cole22ann 

@ebonybloom 

@heyaitsklaudia 

@hoeshii 

@hotgirlshareaccounts 

@icequeen1371 

@krys-orion

@letsbedragonstogether 

@liberhoe 

@m-rae23 

@musichealsscars 

@oflavenderandevie 

@scoobiessnacks 

@secretsicanthideanymore 

@sparkletash

@suits-and-smirks 

@thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles 

@thechoiceslookgrimm 

@untitledarea

@untoldshortsofthefandoms 

The door bangs shut behind you and you bend down, slipping a finger into the back of your high heel to pull it off your foot. Then you do the same with the other foot. Flexing your toes against hardwood flooring, you toss your keys onto the table by the door.

The television is going and Steve is sitting in front of it, the only light in the room coming off the lit screen.

“Honey, I’m home.” you laugh as you call out to him, making your way into the living room. When you flop down on the sofa near him, he jolts awake, swearing under his breath. A brow raised as soon as he realizes that you’re home early from yet another date. 

“It’s only 9. What happened to “Don’t wait up for me, hm?”” Steve Harrington questions. Deep down, as guilty as he feels about it, a huge part of him is happy, thrilled even, that your dates keep turning into disasters.

And he’s dreading the day you float through the apartment door with that dreamy look in your eyes to tell him you’re in love.

You’re pouting and you grumble. “It was a disaster from the time the waitress gave us our menus to the time he talked me into going up to his apartment for drinks…” you trail off and sigh. It’s driving you insane, pretending to be interested in all these other guys when the one you really want is sitting right beside you on the sofa.

Steve tenses just slightly when you mention that you went up to your date’s apartment for drinks. “Oh?” he asks, giving you a chance to rant.

And you do, you tell him every single reason the date was a disaster and you don’t spare any details. Steve hates it, for the most part, but he listens. Laughing and groaning where needed, staring at pillowy red lips as you’re talking and you’re totally oblivious.

“He tried to talk dirty to me, y’know? And he’s soooo bad at it. He wouldn’t take the hint so I made up an excuse and I left. I mean…. He kept calling sex anything but and he kept being pushy about it, I got annoyed.”

“What’d he say?” Steve asks, not even sure why he wants to know.

“Oh no, no. It was dumb, okay? I’d rather forget.” you’re shaking your head and laughing softly. You’ve sprawled out on the couch now, the crown of your hair is nestled up against the side of one of his thick thighs. Steve tenses a little because no matter how often you cozy up to him like this when it’s just the two of you hanging out, he still gets thrown into an uproar.

He still finds himself imagining what it’d be like to pull you into his lap and kiss you until you can’t breathe or think straight. And the nights he’s imagined things going further than friendship between the two of you, it’s starting to really get to him.

“Tell me something he said. I have to hear this.”

“Steve, noooo.” you’re laughing because he’s trying to tickle you but the way his hands feel on your body is only making you wetter with each second that passes. “Okay, fine. First of all, he asked me if I wanted to let him make me a milkshake… and me, being me… I thought he was talking about an actual milkshake.” you palm your face and pull yourself to a sitting position, cringing as you replay it in your head. “He kept trying to grab me and ugh.. When he kissed me, I swear to God it was like he was trying to vacuum my mouth.”

Steve is snickering at first. And then he’s clutching his sides, practically howling with laughter. You’re pouting, your arms folded as you watch him. “Please… Like you can do better, king of the dad jokes.”

Steve’s laughter dies and he bites his lip, staring at your mouth for a second or two. Then he leans in and mutters quietly, “You really think I can’t talk dirty to you? Is that what I’m hearing right now?”

“Well..” you’re flustered. Not only is he licking his lips again but there’s this hazy gleam in his big brown eyes and he’s pulled your legs into his lap.. This wouldn’t be a big deal, it wouldn’t be the first time but.. It is the first time he’s let one of his hands settle on your bare thigh.

“Do you know how hard it is to control myself when I’m around you?” Steve questions, dragging the tip of his finger over your soft skin. His hand creeps up higher and he gives your thigh a squeeze and all this without breaking eye contact a single time. He transitioned from goofy playful Steve, your best friend and the man you secretly love, to calm. A lustful gleam in his eyes and his words coming out lower. Deeper.

You barely keep yourself from whimpering. “S-Steve?” you say his name, a confused look in your eyes. He chuckles. Starts to lean in closer but he pulls you onto his lap completely instead. You pout because you miss the roughness and warmth of his hand against your skin, but then he’s got you settled in his lap and you’re pressed right against his crotch and you gulp when you feel his cock twitch. 

“Shh.. You’re the one who thinks I can’t talk dirty.” Steve’s tongue drags slow across the outline of his kissable lips. Your gaze hones in on this and you’re mesmerized. Dazed. Imagining for the millionth time since you met him what it might be like to kiss him.

“It’s your fault I’m so hard right now. Do you feel what you’re doing t’ me, baby?” he shifts around and the movement causes you to rub right against him. The whine comes out before you can stop it. You’re dripping right now. If he had one tenth of a clue what his teasing was doing to you right now.

But he doesn’t.

Because he’s just kidding, he has to be. He’s just being an ass and proving your assumption -that he can’t talk dirty, wrong.

Oh, is he ever.

His hand disappears between your bodies and you bite down on your lip as one of his fingers drags a line up your inner thigh. The dress you wore out tonight is short and it’s almost indecently so. It’s tight and low cut and it fits you like a second skin and when you bought it, Steve hated the idea of watching you walk out the door wearing it for everybody else.

He bites back a groan and bucks upward into you, his head falling back against the headrest. “Fuck.” he practically growls out the word. The hand that’s not dragging up and down your bare thigh beneath the short hem of the dress is moving up and down your side, stopping to squeeze your hip and rock you over the way he’s straining at the sweats he’s wearing just so you feel how much harder he’s gotten in the space of a few seconds.

Your breath hangs in your throat and you can’t resist, you’re rocking yourself over the thick bulge when it happens again. One of your hands settles on his broad and bare shoulder and your nails dance and drag over his skin and he growls. Leaning in closer, his mouth so close to yours that your lips touch with each word he says next. “I wanna touch you. Taste you. Feel you.”

“Fuck.” the word hangs in the air when you whimper it out. You’re back to rocking yourself back and forth over the way he’s strained so hard against his sweats. You keep trying to tell yourself this is just him, proving you wrong, proving to you that he can talk dirty, but then you lock eyes with him and the lust blacking out his pupils has you second-guessing everything you think you know. Hope growing.

“Steve..” you whine his name when he rocks himself up and into your throbbing cunt two times in a row and his fingers dig against black fabric as he squeezes your hip. His other hand creeps just a little higher, finger grazing against soaked black lace. 

“Fuck, baby. Fuck.” he growls out the words, taking three very deep breaths as he tries to pull himself together one last time and fails. The hand up your dress settles over your wet,throbbing sex and he starts to rub you outside your panties. You rock yourself against the movement of his hands, each rock making you drag right over his cock. 

By now, his intention to prove you wrong, to show you he can talk dirty, that’s fallen by the wayside and all he wants is to bury himself inside you.  “Baby, I…” he starts to say something but then he grabs hold of the column of your neck with his free hand and pulls your mouth against his mouth. Your mouth falls open with little to no hesitation, a whimper swallowed by a frantic and oh so needy kiss, his tongue dominating your own, dragging over it. Massaging. The hand up your dress is moving faster to match the pace of your hips thrusting against it and now he’s bucking himself into you from below too. 

The kiss breaks and you pull away to breathe. He’s still massaging your cunt and you’re getting wetter and wetter by the second. “I wanna fuck you so bad right now, fuck.” he half growls against your neck after pushing some of your hair out of the way so his mouth can latch onto your skin. You can feel the bruise forming already and you’re rocking yourself against the thick bulge in his sweats harder, pressing down into it more. Faster, urgent and needy whines falling from your lips and shattering the heavy tension in the air.

“Fuck me, Steve. P-please, baby. I need it, I-I… need you.” you moan out the words and Steve raises up off the sofa, carrying you down the hallway, into his bedroom.

Your back meets the closed door with a soft thud and his hands are all over you, so is his mouth. But he’s still at it, telling you every dirty little thing he wants to do to you. “I can’t wait to slide my cock inside you, princess.” his teeth latch onto the front of your throat as he says it, his voice dropping lower to add, “Mm.. fucking love the sounds you’re making, baby.” when you whimper and whine because his hand is back up your dress, the heel of it grinding right into your cunt makes the ache so much worse. You’re rubbing against him, one hand in his hair, tugging at it, begging for it against the shell of his ear.

In the back of your mind you do briefly entertain the thought that what you want is maybe not the best idea, but you want him so much, you’re so in love with him that the thought is shoved out as soon as it occurs. 

“Gonna..” he bites into your neck and growls out quietly as he steps into his bedroom and tosses you onto the bed gently, following your body down and settling in on top of you, “Gonna ruin you for other men, baby… Do you want that?”

“P-please.” you’re whimpering helplessly as he’s pushing your legs apart wider with his body settled in between them, one of those big hands pushing up the bottom of your dress so that it’s up to your hips and when he gets his first glimpse of the soaked black fabric barely covering your cunt, he groans, staring at how wet you are in a trance. “Fuck.” he mumbles, licking his lips slowly, “Fuck, princess… You’re soaked.” he muses, glancing up at you, “Did I do this? Tell me, baby.” the demand is groaned out against your mouth as he crashes his mouth against yours all over again. 

“Y-yes, ahhh fuck.” you whine and rock yourself up against the way his fingers drag right up your center, moaning his name, “Steve…Oh.. Mmm..” your eyes flutter open and closed. Thick fingers push soaked fabric to the side and work you open, burying up to the knuckles and neither one of you seems to want to stop, he does warn against your ear, “If you want me to stop…”

“No. Don’t you, ah..” your back arches as his fingers pump in and out of your wet cunt, the slosh and squelch as it happens making him even harder and forcing up a growl from deep within, you whine a little louder, “Don’t stop don’tstopdon’tstop, please..” your begging making the last thread of restraint Steve Harrington possesses currently shatter.

Your fingers catch in the waistband of his sweats and you tug, whining in need. He’s working the dress up off your body and you’ve never been more thankful in your entire life that it’s slip on and fairly easy to get off. The dress falls to the floor and you’re still tugging at his sweats as his fingers continue to fuck in and out of you and now, he’s added a third one so you feel stretched and the burn of it feels so good.

“Steve,” you beg, “ ‘S not fair.”

“It’s not my fault you’re wearing less.” he answers in a quiet whisper as he leaves a circlet of love bites around your neck, marking you so well that you won’t be able to hide them when he’s done. And he has to mark you, he wants something other than the memories burned into his brain that tonight actually happened, just in case.

He’s tearing off your panties now. Tossing them out onto the bedroom floor with the dress. Your legs squeeze against his sides and he groans as he makes his way down your body, settling between your thighs to bury his mouth in your pussy. You tug at his hair and he growls quietly, biting your inner thigh, sucking a mark into your skin as he kisses a trail upwards. As his tongue circles your clit and his mouth latches on, you rock your hips upward. His arms hook beneath your thighs and you’re pouting a little at the absence of his fingers, but then his tongue is buried deep in your pussy and he’s lapping up your juices, licking you clean. And using one of  his hands to hold your hips against the bed so you have limited movement.

You tug at his hair, you can’t help yourself. “Harder. Pull harder, princess.” he half growls against your skin. When you pull harder like he wants, his lips latch onto your clit and you’re moaning his name, begging, “Steve, baby, c’mon… I..” you  drag your nails down his back as he tilts your hips just the slightest and his fingers bury inside your cunt with his tongue and he’s so deep inside of you now that you can feel the tips of his fingers brush against spongy softness of your spot, “I wanna suck your cock…” you’re desperate, you need to make him feel as good as he’s making you feel and maybe a part of you thinks that if you do, maybe things will click and he’ll know how much you want him and love him without the scary price of having to say it aloud.

He chuckles against your pelvic mound, stopping just to raise his head and gaze up at you. There’s a fucked out gleam in your eyes, your whole body is tensed so tight that he knows you’re dangerously close. But hearing you say you want to suck him off is so fucking hot.

“I..fuck..” he growls, biting at your pelvic mound, sucking a mark against bare skin and making you tense up just a little more as you tug at his hair and try yet again to move your hips a little better, “I don’t wanna stop..” he admits quietly. “Wanna make you cum all over my tongue, baby. I wanna taste you.”

The idea comes to both of you at once. Steve stops and starts to work his way back up your body, pulling you on top of him once he’s settled, crashing his lips against yours as he mumbles into the kiss, “Turn around.”

You turn so that you’re facing away from him and he grabs hold of your hips, pulling you up to his face until you can feel his mouth latch against your throbbing cunt as his tongue disappears inside of you again, joined by three of his fingers on one hand as the other hand grips your hip to keep you up. You tug at his sweats and he raises his hips, letting you pull down his sweats and the second his cock springs free, throbbing and thick as it grazes against your waiting mouth, he groans and his hand digs into your hip. You flatten your tongue over the tip of his cock as you curl your fingers around his length and pump it up and down. He groans, his tongue and fingers stammering inside of you a few seconds as he adjusts to how fucking good your mouth feels wrapped around his cock when you take him into it, pumping your hands up and down.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.. Princess, fuck.” he groans, the sound sending pleasurable vibrations racing through your core and making your stomach coil even tighter as your thighs clench just so you don’t cum yet. “Princess, your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock, fuck.” he groans out when you take him deeper in your throat, coming back up his length with a soft pop as suction breaks for a second or two. And then you’re deep throating him again, your nose pushed against coarse and short hairs, breathing in the scent of his musk. He’s pulling you back against his mouth, fucking you with his tongue and fingers, groaning and growling as you get wetter, the taste of you filling his mouth.

“C’mon, baby, cum on my tongue..” he’s thrusting his hips upward, fucking into your mouth clumsily as he tries to coax you into an orgasm. “You taste so fucking good, baby.. Want more.” he’s begging and it takes so little of his begging to send your orgasm smashing into you, your hips sputtering and your mouth coming off of his cock so you can come down from the high. Your nails have dug into his thighs slightly. Steve’s slurping and the slosh of your wetness has you whining, lowering your head to take him into your mouth all over again, deeper this time. 

“Fuck.” Steve pants, fucking up into your mouth with shaky thrusts, “So close baby, so close.”

“Steve, p-please.” you moan around his cock, “Let go, baby..”

His cock throbs and his hands dig into your hips as he empties in your mouth. You swallow, the salty taste making you moan softly. You’re shaking by now and you turn around to face him, dragging the back of your hand across your mouth.

His hand tangles in your hair and he pulls your mouth down against his, his tongue running along yours as the taste of him and you combine. 

“Still think I can’t talk dirty to you?” he questions as he pulls you flat on top of him and wraps his arms around you to hold you tight…

“I was wrong. I was so, so, so wrong.” you mumble, staring at him. Lost in his eyes. Still coming down from the high and trying to wrap your head around what's just happened...

He chuckles at your answer as his hands move up and down your bare back and you shiver, burrowing yourself down into him because his touch feels so good.

#steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington x fem!reader #<- minors absofuckinlutely not. this is a general warning for all my adult content. #<- female reader ; vague description (female parts) #-> please read all warnings above before proceeding #tppkinktober2022 #kinktober22 #kinktober2022 #kinktober 2022

[lucky-numberme]

(Image ID: Gerry Keay sits on the edge of a dock in front of a dark lake. The tip of their cigarette and their eyes are glowing. They are a pale-skinned white person with long, poorly dyed black hair and a studded leather jacket. They wear ripped black jeans rolled up to the calf. They recline over the edge of the dock, breathing smoke into the night air. They look at the viewer with an inscrutable expression. On each of their joints is a black eye tattoo with a glowing red center. They are underlit from the water with an eerie pink light and the background is a dark forest in shades of purple. End ID)

#Gerry keay #Gerard keay #tma art #gerry keay fanart #tma fanart #is this Gerry from a Starless Sea AU I've been working on for months and haven't put anywhere yet? absofuckinlutely #I did this in just a few hours??? I think my art skills are improving y'all! #literally the minute I finished commissions I was like yes perfect time to draw my boy #little museum

[arttrampbelle]

Here's a funny au

Ok look here me out.

Au where I'm chosen one and or mk champion. Maybe liu retired or stayed behind to help kung lao. Either way.

I go to the tournament instead of him.

Perhaps it is a new tournament entirely and not the events of mk1 truly.

But more so when i had shang tsung imprisoned to his island for his crimes instead of being killed by the gods. Basically all is restored and that nonsense in 11 didn't happen?

Again im not sure how or why quite yet.

Either way im now champion,and now i gotta participate in the tournament for shang to earn his freedom.

Shang being cheeky and taunting raiden while mackin on his new champion. I am not entirely put off by this which is what would get me in hella trouble

Which is not entirely out of character for shang.

Either way its a funny au.

Also i gave shang tsung a white armored outfit. Because he looks good in soft gold and white. And styled his hair up.

So enjoy this funny au idea.

#mortal kombat #shang tsung #my art #used a base #mk au idea #💚heart and soul🐍 #shang tsung would totally try to be suave to sway the new champion to “his side” absofuckinlutely #villain self ship #villain f/o #villain/antagonist f/o #self shipping #self ship #mk self ship #shang tsung self ship au

[pride-of-storm]

cats are So Little

no wonder she doesn't know how far is too far to leave her taco

my casual reach is as long as her absolute stretch

and if i lean i double it

no wonder she drops her taco, less than a stretch away from my center of self, and Waits

my reach is not infinite, she knows, but it is longer than hers

#i feel like three rounds of revision will make this poetry #but that's not gonna happen so you're getting it as is #storm's posts #personal #relevant context: my cats have a toy shaped like a fish taco #and they both like to play fetch #polaris tag #coco tag #fuck coco chanel she is coco bc she's brown and hairy and a Nut #more photogenic than a coconut tho #it is so easy to get flattering photos of coco but absofuckinlutely Impossible to get a good picture of po #this is my bad i bought a nice camera with the specific priority of fucking around with settings until i could get a good picture of po #and have never gotten around to figuring it out :/ #i should set up some more flattering backdrops where she likes hanging out so it feels worth the effort #this is about po bc she's the one around rn while i'm drinking mead lmao #but the text does apply to coco in every aspect #they're So Little of course they don't understand!!!!!

[deliciousdietdrpepper]

It’s great that there are so many autistics in stranger things. Love that

#Robin is autistic #will is autistic #el is absofuckinlutely autistic #it’s good for the soul 😌 #stranger things fandom dni I’ve seen y’all’s behavior #this is a me only post #EDDIE MUNSON #that guy is hella autistic just look at him. also it makes him sexy

[cyberends]

"Hey guys? You're out of Lucky Charms and I won't say if it's because I took the last b-" His voice comes from behind the counter, spoon dangling from his lips as Yugi, the King Of Games rose from behind it dressed in nothing but a long sweatshirt and long boxer shorts. Hair pulled back in a ponytail before he made eye contact with Judai and Sho's sudden visitor. "Oh. I'm just..going to stay down here." - Yugi  › @diisccvery​ 

he’d come to visit his brother- an attempt at fixing the bridge he’d burned time and time again. because he wanted to be a better brother; he wanted to be someone sho could be proud of- how many times did he have to remind himself that they were brothers, not rivals? it’s hard, but he tries. getting past his anger at judai was part of that. so, what better way than to try to spend time with ... 

but it isn’t judai’s voice he hears, and for a moment he bristles, wondering where judai and sho had gone. and then, everything came to a screeching halt. of all the people to be in his brother’s apartment- yugi mutou! the king of games! a duelist that ryo had certainly idolized as a child, someone he knew had been undefeated- he wondered what it must feel like, to truly know nothing but ... 

a sharp pain shoots through his body, one he hasn’t felt in a while- he’d thought that learning to respect his cards and his opponents again would make that pain stop, but ... addiction really was hard to break. plus, the deck knew what he thought. this time, it isn’t the cyberdarks. because cyber end dragon knows him, too. the boy who once worked so hard to earn its loyalty; this was its punishment. ❛ yugi mutou... the undefeated king of duelists... ❜ he remembers watching judai duel against yugi’s deck when it had been on display at the school- he wondered then what it would be like to duel against a power like that. to surpass it- 

it’s not happening now, though. and maybe it never will. instead, the world spins and goes dark, and his body hits the floor with a rather loud thud. horribly dignified, wasn’t it? 

#diisccvery #› surpass your limits! ( main ) #ryo vc oh my god imagine winning a duel against this guy #cyber end vc absofuckinlutely not

[cesium-sheep]

also, btw, while sm isn't technically cancer (just like mcas isn't technically autoimmune the bastard) it does have its own page on cancer.net, so.

#like genuinely hyped that it might be sm instead of mcas lol #even though it's the 'worse' disease #and it will mean haranguing my immediate blood family to get bone marrow biopsies #since mine came on way harder and earlier than mom's so I probably got it from both sides #(I did mention this to dad last night) #but shit dude if it turns out actually I have the disorder that literally the single best doctor I have *ever* had can actually treat? #(out of like 18 medical providers at this point I think?) #absofuckinlutely my guy #like mcas is serious and real and obviously *I* know that #but apparently the medical field has not caught up on that. #despite. yknow. the huge spike in emerging cases. #and boy howdy it would be nice to be adequately medicated and it seems like that's just not going to happen for me anytime soon if it's mca #but if it's not-technically-cancer instead of not-technically-autoimmune suddenly doctors take that much more seriously.

[trashbaget]

feeling angry about the term “plus-size” again

#it is absofuckinlutely ridiculously stupid #nothing gets me genuinely angry faster tbfh #a bitch speaks!

[ashes-writing]

Hey I'm new still but can I request a pietro maximoff lover fluf or filth it's up to you but y/n and pietro go out to eat and the waiter hits on y/n and pietro gets jealous. Ps ur amazing

I don't really do actual one shots BUT.. I can do this in headcanons form for you and I will. I really hope you don't mind! This is going to be fun! Pietro is one of my favorite characters, to be honest.

tag list babes || req rules / fandoms+characters || got a req? || masterlist

requests are open but like.. no oneshot asks. i'm not brave enough quite yet for that. headcanons / filth and fluff alphabet only (3 letters limit, one character per ask, unlimited asks and no w restlers)

Warnings ;

minors, absofuckinglutely not. This is not for you. Nooo. Edging / orgasm denial, oral (male giving), d*ddy is used and Pietro's uh.. d*ddy kink is kind of just out here on full display. This isn't quite that graphic but.. Still not for you actual children on here.

Taglist babes;

@beardedbarba

@hells--angel

@louderfortheback

@scoobiessnacks - these are the only people on my MCU taglist. If you'd like to be on there yourself, please click the little link up top.

-- Pietro is very easy to get riled up. And maybe, you wanted to get even, get a little payback for the way girls flocked to him at one of Tony's recent parties. Maybe you wanted to stir the pot. Oh you sweet summer child.. Because you see, after flirting with that waiter four and a half hours ago, all Pietro did was calmly smirk. Give the waiter in question a very intimidating glare of warning as he slipped an arm around you and moved himself so that he was sitting thigh to thigh with you in the little booth. Leaning into you to whisper a husky warning against the shell of your ear when he did so. "It looks as if I'll have to remind you who you belong to tonight, draga mea." and you scoffed at the time.

--- But it's been four and a half hours now and he's still between your thighs. Edging you with fingers, your vibrator and his tongue in turns. And the more you moan and whine and beg, the more you can feel him smirk against your skin. You're shaking, your stomach hurts from being coiled so tight and the squelching wet sounds of his tongue buried deep in your dripping pussy as he licks you clean are the only sounds in the room you're in. He chuckles when you gently try to push away his mouth after he's just finished sucking your clit until you thought you'd scream out. "Are you ready to say it?" he questions. You whine out, begging for release. But you didn't say the magic word.

--- He's not going to stop until you're screaming his name and calling him daddy. Telling him what he already knows, that you belong to him and him alone. So just... do yourself a favor and maybe say the words already, yeah? Because if you don't, well...

He can do this all night long. All.Night.Long.

#pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff imagine #pietro maximoff fanfiction #pietro maximoff headcanons #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x fem!reader #// minors absofuckinlutely not

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Sometimes you just need to be railed while someone sits on your face

#am I a lil grumpy this ain’t happening to me? absofuckinlutely #I need to be railed by a cute gal so bad it’s frustrating