#being in love and shiiiiit!

[nanaslutt]

Ok but giving gojo road head and he feels so good he has to pull over in the nearest parking lot to properly enjoy it oh my god just imagine his head bent backwards and his mouth open eyes closed moaning I can’t I need to suck his cock honestly ❤️ and maybe like if ur feeling a tad bit silly he could be a head pusher in this one 😁😁😁teehee just maybe ONLY jf ur feeling silly nana mwah!

OH I LOVE THIS we’re getting straight into this oh em gee

contains: fem reader, oral(m!receiving), sensitive!gojo, sooooo much dirty talk, road head :p, manhandling, throat fucking, headpusher!gojo <3

MDNI

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Your hands were all over Gojo, trying to rip off his belt, unzip his pants, and get his cock out as quick as possible.

“Baby slow downn,” he laughed, “My cock ain’t goin anywhere,” He placed a big hand on top of your own while you tried to undo his belt.

“We’ll be home in 20 minutes, ‘s my girl that needy?” he smirked. You ignored his teasing, pushing his hand out of the way; making him giggle and submit, placing it back on the wheel with his other hand.

You had just finished going shopping together. Gojo needed a new designer suit for some fancy get together with the jujutsu higher ups soon, dragging you along with him.

You protested at first, not wanting to spend your day off suit shopping with gojo. You would much rather cuddle up with him on the couch, but you didn’t want to be alone, so you caved, letting him drag you along with him.

And god damn it if you weren’t glad you did. Tight fitting suit after suit being tried on, all tailored perfectly to his measurements, accentuating his big biceps and toned frame.

Watching him roll up his cuffs and fiddle with his jacket was making your mouth water. You were clenching your thighs as he smoothed his big hands down his chest, veiny hands coming up to tighten the tie on his neck.

“How do I look baby? Ya like this one?” He asked, completely unaware of how something so simple as him trying on suits made you want to devour him right this second.

He found out your true feelings later, bringing you back to the car as you finally undid his difficult zipper after struggling with it for a while, reaching your smaller hands into his pants to pull his semi-hard cock out.

“You got this worked up while I was playin dress up? So dirtyy~,” he teased, biting his lip and smirking while you stroked his length in your warm hands, getting him fully erect.

“Satoru,” you said sternly, leaning your body over the center console and placing your mouth inches from his cock, “shut. up.” The second your words were out his cock was filling up your mouth, quickly falling into a rhythm as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock, making his hips jolt up into your mouth when he drove over a bump, making you gag.

“Ahh- A-hh shittt baby,” Satoru groned, eyes fluttering as he tried to keep his focus on the road, occasionally dropping his gaze to watch the show you were putting on for him.

He dropped a heavy hand on your head, pushing down slightly, making you wince as it hit the back of your throat, “Thought you wanted my cock so bad huh? Cant take it?” he smirked, relishing in the feeling of you swallowing around him, trying to hold back your gags.

Your hand came up to place it on top of his challengingly, pushing his hand down against you. “Oh yeah?” he smirked. Gojo’s fingers curled into your hair as leverage as he started bobbing your mouth up and down on him like a cock sleeve.

“Such a thirsty girl- fuckkk- such a tight fucking throat.” He was trying his best to keep the acceleration of the car at one speed, his legs jerking and jolting every so often when he felt his tip hit the back of your throat, making his driving a little sketchy.

The vibrations from your moans combined with the tightness of your throat as you choked around him was going straight to his balls, “Gonna make me c-crash the fuckin car holy shiiiiit,” he whined, jaw dropping as moans repeatedly fell from his tongue.

Gojo couldn’t take this for much longer, he yanked you back from his dick, popping your mouth off of him with a wet sound as you coughed and sputtered in the air, hand immediately coming down to stroke him still.

“Gotta pull over, ‘s too fuckin much” he said out of breath, face red and heart beating out of his chest as he took the next exit the freeway provided.

His abs were clenching, back coming off from the back of his seat as you rubbed your thumb on the underside of his cock, right under his head, “Babyyyy, killin me, h-hold on just hold on please,” he wined, his big hand coming down to grip your wrist tight as he frantically searched for a semi secluded place to pull over.

Once he found a nice gravel patch off the side of the road covered decently with thick trees he turned the wheel a little too hard to the side, car rocking the both of you as you settled into the spot.

Gojo quickly put the car into park and flipping his hazards on before he brought you back down onto his cock, “All yours baby, take my fucking dick,” he groaned.

Your lips immediately came to suckle on his tip, before sliding down the length of his cock again. This time he just let his hand rest on your head, slightly pushing down on the downstroke.

His head was tipped back against the seat as loud groans and wines spilled from his slack jaw, “goddd baby that feels so good-“ he choked out, running his hands through your hair.

His abs clench when you swallow around him, moans being cut off with a gag when his dick reached too deep in your throat.

You pop your lips off his dick, rotating your wrist around him while while you jerk him off, “yeah? my throat feel good?” you moan, biting your lip while smiling up at him.

“Yes yes so fucking good pretty, so good” He smiled back at you. His big hand comes up to grip your neck, squeezing as he pulls you up to his mouth, “Don’t stop jerkin’ me off” He whispers before he crashes your lips together, moaning at the taste of himself on your tongue.

The kiss is so messy; whenever you twisted your twist around his wet tip his jaw would fall open, and his pretty blue eyes would roll back in his head.

“Fuuuuck, Im so close- fuck-“ He moaned into your mouth, gojo’s body jerking when you started pumping him more vigorously.

“Wanna cum d-down ur throat princess, cmon, why don’t you suck my dick again, huh?” His grip still hard on your neck as he gave it w squeeze to emphasize his need.

Gojo was trying his hardest to keep his composure, trying to stave off his orgasm long enough to at least feel your lips around him again, but your hand movements around his cock was making that task feel impossible.

You bit your lip and nodded, feeling his member start to pulse in your hand. He released your neck, letting you drop your head down to his cock again.

You started to kitten lick the tip softly, dipping your tongue into his leaky slit; but gojo was having none of that.

Without warning he shoved the entirety of his cock down your throat, bobbing your head up and down with his new grip on your hair, “Sorry baby, cant put up w-with your fuckin’ teasing when i’m this close” He smirked down at you, watching you struggle to take him.

You adjusted quickly, breathing through your nose so you wouldn’t choke, and focusing on sucking and rolling your tongue around him to get him to finish as fast as possible.

“Yesyesyes just like that fuck- right there-“ His grip tightened at his head fell back with a ‘thmp’ against the headrest when your tongue caressed a particularly sensitive spot on the underside of his dick.

You were paying special attention to the thick vein running along the underside of his cock, and it made him feel fucking dizzy. His head was spinning every time your mouth fully engulfed him.

You continued your ministrations, letting the massive man above you manhandle you; pulling and tugging at your hair for his own pleasure, and steadily bringing himself to his orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum babe, oh my godd” He let his chin fall back down, jaw slack and eyes heavy as he watched your mouth create a mess of spit all over his cock.

Spit strings connected from your chin to his abdomen and balls, the feeling of you moaning and gagging around him; it was all too much.

You felt his cock twitch before you tasted him; his heavy hand pushing you to the base of his dick as hot ropes of his cum shot down your throat.

You swallowed his cum up greedily, like it was the antidote for some poison to save your life. “Fu-uuuck yeahhh” he wined, biting his lip hard watching you try to keep up with his orgasm flooding your mouth, “Just-like-that- swallow it alllll,” he emphasized by thrusting his too sensitive dick into your mouth.

His whole body was buzzing, long legs shaking from the intensity of his orgasm, mind feeling like jello as the aftershocks ran through his body.

When the stimulation became too much for him; and right when your vision started to be covered in black dots from asphyxiation; he pulled you away from his dick.

Still holding your hair as your hand came down to rub at your throat, coughing and gasping for air in the process. “Show me.” he demanded.

Your foggy mind knew exactly what he meant; sticking out your tongue you showed him how you swallowed every last drop of his seed into your tummy, smiling when you put your tongue back in your mouth.

Gojo’s big hand came up to pat your cheek, releasing your hair and opting to grip your jaw in his hand, “Good fucking girl baby~” He cooed, smashing your faces together.

You felt his tongue dart inside your mouth, greedily licking around, trying to taste himself in your mouth.

He pulled away with a smirk, spit string connecting the two of you as he gave you a quick peck, “God i’m still fucking shaking haha” He laughed breathlessly, making you giggle.

Gojo stared into your eyes for a couple more seconds, biting his lip looking at the expanse of your face before his sighed, dropping his hold on your chin.

“Okaayyyy~” He sighed out, tucking himself back in his pants and buckling his seatbelt back up.

By this point you were positive you had drenched a spot through your panties, pants, and his car seat with how aroused you felt, so you felt ecstatic at his next words.

Putting on his blinker and pulling out into the street, his big hand came to rest on your thigh, patting it a couple times before speaking, “I’m gonna eat your pussy till your fucking crying when we get home as thanks for that.”

#overstimulated gojo supremacy #me next #did i use real life experience to write this #yes #your welcome #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x geto #jjk gojo #gojo saturo #gojou satoru x reader #gojou x reader #jujutsu gojo #gojo x you #gojo fluff #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru fic #jjk satoru #gojou satoru smut #satoru smut #satosugu #jujutsu kaisen satoru

[dumbseee]

down bad.

in which, jude is a little bit too obsessed with his celebrity crush.

jude bellingham x singer!reader.

fc: imaan hammam.

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y/n: had so much fun tonight!

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fan1: y/n you look so good

fan2: you ATE this look

fan3: princess y/n

judebellingham: 😍

fan4: of COURSE jude is in the first people to like and comment

fan5: at this point i think jude has y/n’s notifications on because there is no way

judebellingham: ofc i do!

fan6: STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS JUDE GUY OMG

fan7: y/n i’m begging you to drop another album or i’ll kms

fan8: WHEN ARE YOU COMING TO BRAZIL??

fan9: Y/N I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

fan10: marry me pls

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y/n: hope you liked 'message in a bottle' and i hope the bottle found its receiver :)

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fan1: GIRL YOU CAN’T LEAVE US LIKE THAT

fan2: WHO IS THIS DAMN SONG FOR??

fan3: been on repeat, amazing job y/n!

fan4: i missed your voice so much!!

fan5: IS THIS ABOUT JUDE???

fan6: Y/N I’LL KMS IN FRONT OF YOU IF YOU DON’T GIVE US ANSWERS

fan7: damn y’all are crazy

fan8: why would y/n write a song about a random football player?? she only dates a-list celebrities

fan9: lmao bold of y’all to assume our y/n would give time to your little jude

declanrice: please dm him y/n, he’s been playing this song every since it came out

judebellingham: IT’S NOT TRUE

fan10: abjskslslq not declan calling him out for being a fanboy

trentarnold66: i’m begging you to dm jude so he can SHUT THE FUCK UP

judebellingham: I’LL BEAT YOUR ASS DELETE THAT

masonmount: yeah we’re considering booking a therapist because he’s been crying over that song and making up scenarios about you

judebellingham: FAKE NEWS I KNOW THE SONG ISN’T ABOUT ME

y/n: it is actually.

fan11: WHAT

fan12: HOLY SHIIIIIT

declanrice: just letting you know that jude has fainted

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insta dms.

y/n.

you really made me dm you first hm?

judebellingham.

holy shit

nah i must be dreaming rn

y/n.

haha no you’re not

so, you liked the song?

judebellingham.

y/n l/n is dming me

i must have saved a whole nation in my past life to be such a lucky mf

I LOVED IT

seriously your voice is heavenly and your lyrics always hit deep

but were you lying?

y/n.

thanks jude! about what?

judebellingham.

the song being about me, was that a lie?

y/n.

absolutely not.

i wouldn’t lie about that, jude.

this song is for and about you.

so, i heard you had to play against barcelona tomorrow, can i have an invite?

judebellingham.

you want to come?

OMG

YES OFC IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION

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judebellingham: couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate tonight’s win!

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y/n: the man of the match indeed

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trentarnold66: WAR IS OVEEEEER

fan1: OMGGGGGGGG

fan2: i can’t believe he actually went on a date with THEE y/n l/n!!

fan3: nah man, respect to you

fan4: bellingham is on fire lately

aurelientchm: 😏

rodrygogoes: 😏😏

masonmount: 😏😏😏

toni.kr8s: 😏😏😏😏

judebellingham: i’m going to block every single ones of you.

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#jude bellingham #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x oc #jude bellingham fic #football #football au #football x reader #jude bellingham fanfic

[ghostlyfleur]

okay but steve harrington + shy! innocent! crybaby-ish reader where he is like play fighting with her and tickling her to the point where he’s pinned her down and she’s laughing so cute! but secretly, the weight of her boy on top of her and his hands all over her thighs and stomach, is making her rlly rlly wet 🥹

she’s like “steveee stop tickling me!” bc she can’t take it anymore and he does! but he also fully takes his weight off of her which makes her start huffing and whining for him to come back, grabby hands shooting out at him. steve is confused, ofc, like “honey i thought you wanted me to stop?” and she’s so embarrassed covering her face, squeezing her thighs and almost, if not, crying in frustration.

steve pulls her hands off her face to see her eyes, laying back down on her body when her legs spread open again, looking at her to explain further, but all she can do is whine that “it hurts s’bad stevie”.

he’s confused for a moment but then he glances down and her ridden-up oversized t-shirt reveals the wet spot forming on her panties. he presses a big kiss on his angel’s lips before cooing on her mouth, lightly touching her clothed cunt, “aw honey you wanted me to stop bc your lil pussy got all wet f’me, huh? is that what you were trying to say?”

to which she responds something like “wanted y’to stop ticklin’ me, not to stop touching me :,(“! steve finds his lovely girl so adorable, he makes sure to take good care of her afterwards, like always! maybe even mocking her just a bit from getting so turned on from a little tickling 🫠

holy shiiiiit — normal sized font below the cut

this is definitely soft dom!daddy!steve…

like he’s so doting and caring and careful and affectionate, always spoiling and praising his angel, being all playful and funny and silly like he always is— and the two are best friends, don’t get it twisted! they’re dating, but they’re still the best of friends… they banter and play fight and mock each other, share secrets and personal thoughts and feelings and they gossip together, play pranks on each other… all the good best friend things…

so they’re very close. very. loyal and devoted and completely obsessed with each other. as much as steve’s sweet girl loves to dote on him and take care of him, it’s more so her stevie’s self-assigned job to care for his baby.

and so steve buys her flowers, takes her on cute dates, is always looking out for her and can’t help his casual dominance, tying her shoes and carrying her places sometimes and brushing her hair and treating her like a little doll, his little doll. slowly acclimates her to what being in a relationship is like, he’s so so patient.

but he’s so hungry for her, it drives him insane how oblivious she is to the affect she has on him, how fucking adorable and clueless she is but also so very eager to please— because that’s all she wants, to be stevie’s good girl, to make him feel safe and loved and cared for, to make him feel good. but she gets greedy easily now… now that steve has ingrained in her mind that he truly wants her and loves her, that he’s all hers, that he wants to spoil her, marry her and make her his little wife, and spend his entire life with her!!!!!! her! his best friend! his person! they’re soulmates after all!!!!!!

her shyness stays, it’s just who she is (and steve finds it so fucking cute he has to constantly hold himself back from cooing at her all the time), but she’s just so horny for her stevie and doesn’t know how to say it ‘cause she’s so embarrassed and flustered and unsure and finds it hard to voice her needs and wants, so it manifests into tears. whenever she wants something from her stevie she gets all soft and small and pouty, grabbing at him and whining and holding his fingers to get his attention, and steve coos at her, can’t help it, his sweet angel girl so needy, and he always wants to give her the world, right? that’s his baby! she deserves to be spoiled! but her stevie is very clear in his rules— you have to speak up, tell him what you want, communicate. that’s very important to him.

and yeah, in theory his angel thinks it’s perfect, the communication and attention and how safe it makes her feel, but she physically can’t speak up when her stevie is making her feel all these sweet, intense, pretty feelings that she’s never felt before, even though she knows her stevie, her daddy, will always give her whatever she wants 😖 she just gets so pouty and teary-eyed and huffs and puffs, crossing her arms or stomping her foot like a spoiled brat until she’s so desperate bc her stevie is adamant she has to tell him what she wants before he does anything, that he’ll give her whatever she wants if she asks for it, that she whines and mumbles and asks him “pretty please, daddy” and steve is gone.

when her perfect, incredible, dreamy stevie is playing around with her, after she teases him or mocks him or they pretend-fight, or when they’re joking around, he’ll tickle her ‘cause she has the cutest little giggles, even though her laugh is kind of weird— sometimes loud, sometimes silent, sometimes she’ll fall down from laughing so hard. still, he loves it. it’s his favorite sound in the world, along with her little needy noises. it’s always different and funny and steve loves finding out what kind of laugh he’ll get out of his sweet girl that day, so he tickles. and if there’s one thing about his angel is that she loves using him as a weighted blanket, loves his weight on her, pressing her down and molding their bodies together, so that coupled with how his hands are all over her body, fingers gripping her and poking at her, his bulge rubbing against her, she gets needy. wet. very greedy. but if her stevie gets up or pulls away or sits back????? away from her????? she’ll turn into such a crybaby, like it’s the most insulting thing he could ever do, to pull away.

and steve knows. he knows how much she’s taken to steve being all over her, making her feel good, letting her explore and learn what they both like, being the only one to touch her and her him, but she still carries this air of innocence and softness and inexperience that drives him up the wall. the little looks she gives him and the shy smiles and the eagerness. she’ll be the horniest little minx, crawling up his lap and rubbing her cunt against his thigh, but will also hide her face and whimper and get all shy even if steve is balls deep inside her.

the duality of her never fails to disarm him completely. steve definitely tickles his angel sometimes when he wants to rile her up and get her needy for him— he thinks she’s clueless about it, but soon it turns into this thing where steve has pretty much conditioned her to turn into a needy little mess whenever he starts tickling her— she gets wet instantly now.

#steve inbox! #fairy writes #steve harrington (harmo’s version) #daddy!steve harrington #soft dom!steve harrington #lovesick!steve harrington #perv!steve harrington #steve harrington #steve harrington x best friend!reader #steve harrington x shy!reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #inexperienced!reader #virgin!reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington friends to lovers #steve harrington thoughts #steve harrington hc #steve harrington headcanon #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader

[hells-wasabii]

Heyy!! Can I request SFW and NSFW headcanons for Angel dust x reader pls?😇 Thank you love!!🫶🏼

A/N: this time around we get to touch more on the angstier side of the relationship. Once again, I have written these with a male reader in mind, but anybody can read them. Also, while writing this i listened to Blake Roman’s New Side Of Me for the first time and holy shiiiiit I really might’ve found a new song for my top 5 faves, such an amazing song

Part 1 | Part 2

Character: Angel Dust

Type: Headcanons (Angel Dust x reader, Angst, Fluff, NSFW)

Your relationship was admittedly a little rocky in the beginning until the two of you found a proper rhythm among yourselves. As I've said before, he'll absolutely try to shield himself through being overly flirty, but please, when he's flirting for real, give him back the same energy. He loves a good back-and-forth.

You hated the way Valentino treated him, of course you did. But you knew there wasn't much you could do about it other than offer Angel all of your support outside of the studio. He greatly appreciates this of course, so please spoil him. And make sure to remind him how much you love him and that he deserves to be spoiled. Granted, he may diffuse you with faux over-confidence if there are others around, but truly, he does appreciate it. He'll be sure to let you know later.

One thing about addiction is that it is NOT easy to deal with, especially when trying to overcome it. Withdrawals can be hell, and Angel is not an exception. He cherishes that you'll lay there with him during the worst of it, covered in sweat and shaking. You're sure to let him know that you'll see him through his lows, just as you'll see him through his highs.

He's hard to actually fluster, but the best way to actually do so is by being genuine with your love for him. He greatly appreciates acts of service and gifts. But sometimes the best way to communicate your love for him is to out right tell him. Words of affirmation are heavy hitters for Angel, especially with how he was raised. He wouldn't get praised unless he had done something to earn it unless it came from his sister or mother.

WARNING NSFW below!

Due to him being a porn star, Angel, regardless of the fact that he doesn't mind it, advises against leaving any marks. Valentino was not happy the one time that the two of you had slipped up. You would never actively try to put Angel in harm's way, so you'll comply.

While he can play the part of switch with no problem, he's a power bottom at heart. He doesn't have a whole lot of control in the studio, so when it comes to intimacy with you that's exactly what he'll be. If it's something your open to, as he won't do so without talking to you first and foremost, he will do everything in his ability to make you beg for release.

But that's not exactly what it's about either. Sure, that's a plus side, but honestly, he really does enjoy making you feel good, just as much as he likes feeling good.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin headcanons #hazbin imagine #angel dust x reader #hazbin hotel angel dust

[pynkricee]

Permanent Red Stain: Redamancy

Chapter 7

(Warning: strong sexual themes: Rough sex, soft sex, sensitive choso, rough choso, gripping, pulling. Yandere Choso.)

(THE BREAK: This is where everything finally beings to take a turn. Please enjoy the ride.)

After finally letting her guard down, KyiGo and Choso finally fulfill an emotional and physical connection. Will she continue to keep her guard down for choso to climb her mountains of emotion or pull away? Will Choso open up more about his personality and himself? 

“Fuuuuuuccckkk Choso baby.. Im..I'm about to cum.. please.. baby.. I..I cant..” Kyi moaned, panting loudly as she dug her nails in my scalp, pulling me to her neck. Her pussy was so wet, her walls gripping my dick as I trusted harder into the bedside. “ Please Cho… Pleeeeesee baby…” She literally began to cry tears of ecstasy..

“Fuck Kyi…” Groaning loudly  I snatched her hand from the back of my hand, pinning it above her head, while I used the other hand to keep her leg strapped around my waist. “Don..Don't fuckin run.. this pussy is mine..”

“Yes..Yes, baby..” She cried as her body shook.

“You fuckin.. hear me baby…” Diving into her pussy deeper, I could feel my balls slapping the back of her thick ass as I began to lift her upward off her back, her juices squirting all over my stomach as she clenched the edge of the bed. The bed was shaking violently and creaked as I teased her slowly pulling out and pounding her dripping wet cunt with my throbbing dick. The sight of her whimpering while her breast bounced in the air sent me over the fucking edge. “You're pussy is so fucking wet.. baby..so fuuuuucking wet.. shiiiiit..” I began to pant heavily, as my dick started to swell up inside her fucking tight walls…

“Cho.. Im.. I'm about to fucking cum…” She twitched so hard from my cock slamming into her, she almost fell off the side of the bed. “Fuck….”, Quickly grabbing her waist with my hand, I yanked her into my hips, pounding  her harder as her legs spread open, shaking, my dick tip ramming against her g-spot,her cunt grabbing around the skin of it…“Fuuuckkkk baby.. God….Dammmitttt.. not…not yet baby’’ ,she reached her hands up to grab my wrist. “Your…You're so fuckin sexy baby.. cum for me..” I was about to reach my limit as the mattress started to slide off the bed.. “ Cum for me .. please baby.. shiiiit… I'm about to cum..” My nails began to dig into her hips as my final moves became overly aggressive. 

“I'm cumming… baby… cho…Im….fuuuuucckk..”

“Shhhhhii Go..” My release was massive as I fell over panting on top of her. Her nails dug into my back as the last of my cum dripped inside her hot pussy which was still clenching my dick for dear life. Her throbbing walls made me shiver as we both finished laid there, as we finished cumming together.  

I looked up into her eyes, wrapping my arm under her backside pulling her down from the edge of the bed, kissing the tears that fell from her eyes. My mouth open, panting on her lips as the sweat from my bangs fell on her cheek. “You.. okay baby..?”

“Mhmmm” She mumbled softly as her face was completely flushed as she raised her other hand to try to wipe the rest of the tears that flowed down her other cheek. 

“No.. I got you love.” I quickly raised my other hand, caressing my thumb over her cheek, dismissing the wetness that fell from her eyes.. 

My dick still throbbing inside her, she began to let out the cutest moans as I kissed her lips softly. “What's wrong baby, why are you crying?” I laid my head on her chest, twisting my finger around her curls as her hand gripped the back of my nape. 

“...Im.. just happy that's all. It's been a long time since I've felt this way with anyone Cho Cho..” She then let out a large breath looking down making eyes contact with me. 

“Hmm” She was so beautiful.. “That's all I want for you is to be happy, Riceey.” (Now, don't laugh.. This was a nickname I gave her recently for her love of rice. Which was ridiculous . So now.. she thinks it's weird and embarrassing but it's the cutest fucking thing ever to me..) “ I… I'll do everything in my power to make sure you always have a smile on her face.” I then raise my thumb to caress softly under her lip as I sat up and stroked her deeply three more times, while I threw my tongue into the back of her throat, kissing her deeply. Moaning harshly as she released her grip from the back of my head.

Slowly pulling out, I saw the rest of her cum slide from her pretty pussy to my bed sheets. My eyes pierced hers as I licked my top fangs wanting more but I could tell she had just about enough. She bit her top lip softly,  her legs trembling as they finally rested open on the bed. I jumped out of bed, grabbing my sweat pants off the floor. Pulling up to my waist and tying my hair in a bun, it was time to take care of my lady. 

“Ima go run you a hot bath baby..okay?”

“... okay.. cho..” she whimpered softly, wrapping my satin sheets around her body. I couldnt help but notice her messy curly hair fringing up on the top of her head. It was so messy, but sexy as fuck. I smiled, walking to the bathroom, fixing the chain around my neck.

Once i got all her essentials ready, I took my time getting her bath water ran.  I wanted it to be the right temperature for her sensitive skin. I knew from her mouth directly, she never really had time to just take a bath because of Luri so while she was with me I made sure to always treat her to one. 

I had the counter set with her Aussie hair products she used on a daily, her cocoa baby oil,and her favorite face toner. I also made sure to get her favorite candle from bath and body works, Champagne Toast. A smell that I've actually grown accustomed to because of her. And to top it off a long black satin robe bought just for her from Victoria Secret, brand new with the tags still on it.

I wanted Kyi to know that while she was around me it was okay to relax. I wanted nothing more for her than for her to know her worth. 

“You ready baby?” I asked walking out the bathroom back into the bedroom. My eyes caught her getting out of bed at the sound of my voice.

“Yes Cho.. I think I made a mess on your bed..” she said as my silk sheets slid off her body like butter. 

“Nah…wait a minute baby..” I ran over and grabbed her bridal style carrying her to the bathroom.

She let out a loud giggle, gripping me tightly.

“Hang on Cho Cho baby… What are you doing? I can walk!” 

“Yeah, but with me you don't have to.”

Bending down by the tub, I gently sat her in the tub, releasing her legs as they laid flat. 

“Mmmmmm…this is perfect” you said, leaning back into the hot water with your eyes closed as your perfect breast floated to the top. The sense of you finally relaxing, made me relaxed. It was so good to see you this way. 

Grabbing a washcloth from the railings of the wall, I kneeled back down next to you, as I rested my arm and head on the side of the tube using the other to gently wash your legs. Your body was even more breathtaking this way. I could feel my eyes lower as the strands from my bun dropped eye level, but that wouldn't stop my gaze on you right now..

“Cho Cho… what's wrong?” 

“Nothing… You're.. just so beautiful Riceey.” 

“You tell me that everyday Choso..”

Dropping the towel in the water, I threw both arms in leaning towards Go, slightly licking her lips. 

“And I'm going to KEEP telling you until you're tired of hearing me say it…” 

“You're going to get wet baby…” she whispered untying the bun from my hair. A my hair dropped down to my shoulders, I could see the last fill up in her eyes, because for some odd reason, it was just something about my hair being down that she loved more than anything. 

“Okay Baby..” I grunted standing back up to my feet. “I'm going to head to the other bathroom to shower right quick. But I want you to take your time. You have nothing but that over here. Plus I'm taking you somewhere special today, so anything you  may need, they're over in the sink..”

She looked over to the sink to notice all the essentials that were placed there for her.

“You really do pay attention huh?” Rubbing herself down with that soapy washcloth started to arouse me in a way that was not appropriate for this moment… fuck….

“I do baby.. always have.” I crossed my arms biting my lip knowing I was fucking forgetting something. “ Yeah.. and this….” Walking over to open the bottom drawer of the sink, I pulled out an unopened black box of cologne, sitting it on the counter. 

“Toy Boy…?” The way her face lit up was like a child on Christmas day. The shit was too adorable. “Is that for me?”

“Of course Riceey…You're always wearing mine so, I got you an extra for just over here.

“So I won't use all yours huh?” she let out the smallest giggle, as she washed over breast slowly… caressing over her nipples. My mouth immediately started to water from this view. All I knew is my dick couldn't help it as I could feel it bulge through my pants. 

“No baby… if I run out I'll just rub myself all over you to get the smell I need..”

Her eyes glanced down to my dick then back to my eyes as they darkened with ecstasy “Hmmmm.. I see…”

My hands dropped as I walked back over to her, my pants sliding down past my hips as the only thing holding them up was my erected dick.. 

Leaning over the tube, with my hands on the side bar, I leaned in closer to her face. “Look Riceey, I know I said I'd be careful about getting you pregnant, but if you keep looking at me like that..” I could feel my eyes begin to darken as well from the feeling she was giving me. “....I won't be able to keep that promise”

The side of her mouth curved up evilly as she bit her bottom lip. That shit was such a turn on when I saw this side of her. “Yes..Choso..” she giggled as she turned away. Leaning back up I slowly walked out the door,  heading to the other bathroom to get ready for the day. 

KyiGo and I had been spending so much time together the past couple months. It seems almost like it was an every or every other day thing. I just couldn't stay away from her no matter how hard I tried not to come off ‘Too’ clingy but it got to the part to where I didn't give a fuck. I was even getting attached to Luri too. I swear she was grabbing a place in my heart that I didn't know could exist for a child. Especially one that wasn't my own. I cared about her mother so I accepted her as a part of the package as well. No matter where we went, if there was no one to watch her, I insisted she come along. Whether it was the park, movies, even dinner dates at the house. There were actually a few moments where I had ‘Family Dinners’ for all three of us. Was that too much? Was I moving ‘too fast?’ Somewhat? I'm not even sure anymore but I knew how I was feeling and I didn't want to let these two go. 

A couple hours later, Kyigo and I got in my car and headed to the outskirts of town to Marewood to my tattoo shop. That day, we dressed the same in all black yeezy sweats, black Doc Martin's, and I threw on one of my extra sterling silver chains around her neck.  I had spent a couple grand on a few new ones recently from having to deal with her. I guess I was fucking her too good to the point she was pulling them off. Which I didn't mind. It's just money I had to throw away. 

It was about forty-five minute to an hour drive to MareWood Palace from where I lived so I turned the radio on to break the silent with my favorite band Bad Omens. Like a Villain playing in the background.

“Bad Omens? I didn't know you liked this band!” Her smile was so adorable as I watched her cute little body jig to the song.

“Ooooooh what do you know about Bad Omens Riceey”? A smile instantly hit my lips as my tongue swiped over my top fang.

“What…I don't look like I'd listen to em or somethin?”

“See now..I didn't all that.. It's just nice we have a certain band in common.” I sat my hand on her thigh gripping it tightly. She then ran her tiny fingers over the silver rings I wore on all five fingers. Driving with the other hand, I looked over to her smiling, flipping my hair behind my ear. My fingers started to slide up towards her inner thigh as I squeezed harder. 

“..Ch..Cho….”, she softly moaned. Her gasp was exactly what I was listening for. “What you think you're doin boy..?”

“Hmmmph.. Nothing baby…”

Riceey’s birthday was coming up in a few weeks and I wanted to do something special for her that day. It was already the start of a hellish winter and the snow started to fall heavy. Her sister Dhay’s birthday was actually just around the corner and she was planning on having a birthday bash out at Frida's on Christmas night. Go’s birthday fell on the new year. January fifth to be exact so I had enough time to plan something special but not too extravagant. She didn't like big surprises so this was to keeping it simple but unique for her to always remember.  

The party at Frida's will be the first time I meet some of her folks including some of her closest friends. It wasn't that I was nervous, it was just what would they think about a person like me? I was completely opposite to what they were used to seeing her with. But I wasn't going to change anything about me just to please people I didn't know. Yet….

We were about five minutes out to the shop as we finally made it into Marewood. 

“So babe.. Do you know who is all supposed to be there at your sister's party Friday night?” 

“Just a few family members and friends. My brother Naoya, with some of his goons, her girlfriend Maki, mmmmh, probably a few more people. My best friend Suguru…” (This was the second or third time I've heard about this guy ‘Suguru Geto.’ Apparently, he was her best friend for years. I could feel the corners of my mouth sneer as I turned the other way so she couldn't see me. I took it upon myself to look him up once on Facebook a couple of nights ago. He was a tall, decent looking man from what I could see? Gladly, I didn't see any pictures of them together, but I did see a few of him with Luri. That shit made my stomach turn. To the reason why… I don't fucking know.)

“Suguru..?”

“Yeah Geto. You guys will be able to finally meet.” She started to sit up as she put on her new  yeezy coat I bought her the other day. I took it upon myself to do a little shopping for her seeing that she never had time to really do it herself. I didn't mind at all. It was nice to finally be able to spoil someone other than myself. “.... I think I really want you guys to meet more than you and my siblings.” She sat back buckling her seat belt, slightly throwing her head back to the headrest. 

“What's wrong baby..?” 

“Nothing.. It's just that..(she pulled out her phone checking her messages)...I haven't heard from Toji about Luri since yesterday morning. I know she's okay, it's just.. you know..” She then sat her phone on her lap as we finally pulled up to my tattoo shop parking next to Gojo's baby blue Challenger.

Her face showed more of a concern with just wanting to have communication with the guy more than anything.That's all she wanted. I haven't met the guy yet and honestly, at this point, I didn't know if I even wanted to. I caressed her leg softly as I looked up through the windshield, making sure the shop was open. Satoru opened the shop early today as a favor for me to bring Go. I'm glad I could depend on him for at least that. 

“It's okay Baby.. I'm sure Luri is just fine with him. If anything happened, i'm sure he would call..right? ” (I couldn't even let this fool's name roll off my tongue.)

“I know….” She unbuckled her seat belt as I did. “Is this your shop?”

Taking the keys out the ignition, I quickly exited my side of the car and jogged to open her door. “Yep.. it is..” I quickly took her hand and pulled her out of the car. “Let's hurry and get you inside. It's cold as hell out here! Fuck!” 

Closing the door, I locked the car and basically carried her tiny self into the shop.

I locked the door behind me as she and I both started to take our coats off. This was a private session for her only. I didn't need anyone else thinking it was open early for walk-ins. 

“YO…YOU HERE?” Throwing our coats on the chair near Yuji's station, I took Kyi's hand and started walking to the back of the shop. I could hear his footsteps finally reaching the main hall as he turned the corner. 

“Satoru….?” Her voice rang in my ears and caused me to completely stop in my tracks as she said Gojo's name. (The Fuck…?)

“Hey Go…!” He said drying his hands, disposing the towel behind his station in a basket. 

She softly let go of my hand as she walked up to him wrapping her arms around his neck. “How have you been? I haven't seen you in forever.” The grip he had around her waist was about to literally make me rip him to shreds. What the fuck did I just miss? 

She took his hand and brought him over in front of me. 

“Hang on… You know him Kyi?” Satoru wrapped his hand around the back of his neck, standing there nervously with this gleam ass smirk on his face. I could feel my eyes lower as I stared at him in his, my top fang biting my bottom lip. 

“Yes.. you remember when I told you I had family who had a tattoo shop, I just really didn't know where?” (Hang on a fuckin minute..You mean to tell me..)

“Yeah I remember…”

“Well.. this is my cousin.”

“Your..... COUSIN….?” You've gotta be shitting me right now. That's why this fool looked at me crazy when he saw that picture of her on my phone. He knew who she was, the ‘Whole..Fuckin.. Time’. 

He then started to let out his signature, stupid ass laugh he did when he always got caught up in some bomb shit. “Ha.. Sorry Kee Kamo..”

“Don't fucking call me that..” I let one of my hands fall and relax into my pocket as I used the other one to pull Go closer to my hip. I had to make sure I dropped my tone so I would scare Go or let Satoru think I was livid with him. Which I was…

He walked back to his station getting his needles and paint ready for the day. “Hey.. relationships are none of my business.” 

“I didn't know you guys were so close.” Kyi said, pinching the sides of my stomach. I couldn't keep my eyes off Satoru right now, but thanks to Riceey being with me and her simple motions, they kept me calm. 

“Yeah… we've been close for some years now. We own this shop together.” I broke my gaze off Gojo, sneering my mouth at him as I pulled her to my chair. That atrocious grin still didn't leave his lips. He was the definition of a ‘True’ asshole. But thank goodness that asshole was someone I could depend on in the toughest of situations. 

Picking Riceey up, I placed her on my station seat. Her soft hands, gripping my shoulders as she finally released me. 

“So, you ready for your tattoo?”

“Yep sir.. just be easy on me. It's been a minute since I've had one.”

“You're in good hands babe…Let me take care of it.”

She just didn't know how ‘In good Hands' she was with me. But she was to find out soon enough..

#choso #choso kamo #chosokamo #jujutsu kaisen choso #jjk choso #chosoandpynk #choso x reader #i love choso #choso and pynkricee #jjk #chososmut #choso smut #gojo #gojo saturo #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo #jjk smut #chosokamosmut #choso kamo smut

[exhaslo]

Ok but like

Family angst thought

Imagine miguel and readers daughter as like a teenager finds out who her father really is and goes against him as the knew spider-women.

They have a big fight. Miguel loses (mostly becuase he kinda held back. Not wanting kill his child).

Miguel lays on ruble as he looks up to his daughter. Her fist are bloody and bruised but most of the blood wasnt hers. Tears streaming down her face as she looks at him with a misture of anger, hurt and sadness.

Miguel feels betrayed. But a small part of him feels pride with how strong she is. The perfect combination of her parents.

Anyways, miguel goes to jail for his crimes (reader visits him like every day).

And now their duaghter is depressed and stuff about her dad being evil and in jail.

One day though. She is invited to join the spider-verse with people like herself. Good spider-people unlike her family (besides her mom).

Imagune her surprise when she finds out that the leader of the spider society was a variant of her dad. And she knows he’s not but she keeps her distance from him till she was assigned a mission with him.

As the mission goes on, she has a blast with him as theu fight the villains. At the end of the fight miguel congrats her and she says “thanks, dad“

He turns to her like ’what did you say?’ and doesn’t say anything to her the rest of te day.

When she gets home she locks herself in her room and has a full on break down.

She picks up a picture of her and her father from when she was little. A happy memory. One if the few pictures of miguel ever smiling. She thows it against the wall.

Reader comes in and hilds ger daughter till the tears dry away.

𝐼𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ．

CRIES HORRIBLY

NOT ONLY FOR THE CHILD BUT ALSO FOR ATSV MIGUEL

Bc like, I can just imagine that ATSV Miguel would only recruit reader's daughter solely bc he has no idea about the kid's family history.

So like, imagining Miguel hearing those words might just break him to look into that world. Bc shiiiiit, Villain!Miguel will have a bunch of kids, not all of them are gonna be like Gabi look-a-likes and whatnot

But I feel for the daughter, like that gotta hurt to put your own father away in jail. Especially since Villain!Miguel would never hurt his own family. Sure, he give them harsh training and courses, but never hurt them.

Reader would still be the glue to try and fix things, wanting to comfort her daughter but also missing her husband.

It's a painful scenario, but like all villains, Miguel will come out soon.

What he does after, well, I would like to say he would try to make up to his daughter since he doesn't want to see his vision fall apart....But also bc he loves his kids....despite never admitting it.

But then again, if he didn't change for reader...He won't change for anyone. Miguel would just have to find a new way to manipulate his own kids.

If he even could.

#spiderman 2099 #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel x you #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara

[katyawriteswhump]

a deep and dreamless love (steddie love month, day 11)

For @steddielovemonth, day 11. 'Love is saving the last bite for them,' from (@acasualcrossfade) Thank you <3

Rating: M  WC: 1,630 CW: blood drinking and mild horror. Tags: Vampire au, vampire Eddie, angst and whump with fluffy softness!

…

“You sure you can make it home all right?” Robin climbed out of Steve’s car and paused at the driver’s window. “It’s awfully dark already.”

“It’s cloudy, Robin! Cloudy daylight fries vampires as good as any July scorcher. Now get inside. Before you have to run and fall on your face.”

“Low blow, Dingus.” She curled her lip, muffled her overlong woolly scarf tight beneath her chin. “You know you can always crash h—"

“Robin! If you don’t quit yammering, we’ll BOTH end up as vamp juice-boxes.”

“If we’re gonna play that game, Shit-bird, don’t catch sight of your stupid hair in the rear-view mirror and start fiddling. Don’t wanna find your shrivelled body with my mail.”

“Hilarious. Get inside. Please?”

Steve waited to check she was safe indoors before driving off. He felt bad for being extra cranky, because she was right. He was running late. Their boss had made them stay for extra cleaning at the store, and thick clouds brooded low across an already darkening sky. However, crashing with Robin wasn’t an option.

She was safe now.

Eddie needed him more.

He drove fast, burning rubber round the corners. Nobody enforced speeding laws in Hawkins these days, not this close to sundown. He was halfway home, when the engine spluttered. Then clonked. He hit the break, thrashed at the gearbox. The BMW choked pathetically and conked out completely.

“No.” Steve flicked the ignition key. Nothing. “You gotta be kidding.”

He jumped out, opened the hood. Oil, water. Is the battery disconnected? He could hardly see in the dim light, plus he’d little faith in his basic car maintenance skills. 

Especially with his damn stupid hands shaking. 

He slammed down the lid, sprinted the hundred yards back to the nearest phone booth. He fumbled a coin into the slot and dialled.

It rang. Once, twice, three times, four times. Steve pushed sweaty hair from his eyes. “C’mon, Eddie, pick up! I really don’t wanna die, 'cos you’re moshing to Van Halen.”

The rings finally cut off: “Munson Mansion.”

“What took you?” Now Steve spoke, he realised he was practically hyperventilating.  “I’m in serious shit. My car broke down.”

“Dammit, it’s dark already? Shiiiiit! Must’ve overslept. Okay, calm down.” Eddie sounded, if anything, even less calm than Steve. “Where are you?”

“C-corner of Mason and Sherman.”

“Hold tight, Sweetheart. I’m a comin’.”

Steve pulled the collar of his jacket up—redoubling the defences of the scarf he’d worn all day—and started swiftly back toward the car. The shadows of night slinked across the grey front lawns, swallowing up broken picket fences. 

Then swallowing up Steve. 

He considered running up a driveway, hammering on somebody’s door—a better option than hunkering down in the car, though only if someone let him in.

Too late.

A tall figure in a hoodie appeared as if from nowhere, and blocked Steve’s path. The vampire’s toothy grin flashed in the chilly twilight.

“It’s rude to sneak up on people." Steve squared his shoulders, battling to keep his voice low and steady. “You hear me, knucklehead?”

He reached into his jacket, gripping the wooden stake he always carried. Before he could line up any kind of aim, the vamp was on him, knocking the stake from his hand. He grabbed Steve by the front of his shirt, lifting him clean off the ground. Goddamn vampire super-strength! Steve kicked the bloodsucker on his leg. Hard. Son-of-a-bitch didn’t even lose his grip.

“Payback time, Harrington.”

“What the—”

Steve attempted a punch, which fell short. He then registered the face behind the leering fangs. It was a football player, who’d graduated a couple of years before Steve.

“Chad Lloyd? Seriously? You’re not still pissed about—”

“You kissed my girlfriend, douchebag.”

“I was lifeguarding! I had no idea she was fake drowning till she shoved her tongue into my mouth. Gimme a break.”

Chad beamed, cheesier than ever. “Oh, I’m gonna break you, Harrington. Before or after I drink you dry.”

“Look, if you wanna keep a date, you really need to work on your one lin—”

He hurled Steve to the ground. Steve landed with a bruising, stunning thud. Then the vamp was upon him, rolling him over, ripping off his scarf and pulling down his collar. Steve kicked and struggled, though he’d almost no hope of escape.

“Hey, what’s this?” Chad tore away the neat dressing tucked under the side of Steve’s chin. “Guess I shouldn’t be surprised that slutty Steve Harrington is someone’s sloppy seconds.”

No. Not there! Nobody else drinks from there!

He rammed his knee up into the vamp’s happy-sacks. Then shoved the tender side of his wrist—and that throbbing latticework of veins—right in the sucker’s face.

Chad snarled, grabbed Steve’s arm, hoisted the whole of Steve upright with it. His freshly erupted fangs ripped deep into Steve’s wrist, and he chugged greedily.

Steve’s vision spotted. The usual woolly, sicky feeling swelled in his guts, fogged his brain. He slumped, helpless and terrified, against the vampire. Who just kept drinking.

Okay… I screwed up… Screwed up bad... I always tried so damn hard to save myself for you... Miss you already, Babe… Oh, Jesus!

He was unsure if he heard the distant roar of a motorcycle engine. Could’ve been the fading thunder of his own blood. Then the whoosh of a crossbow bolt gashed into his waning consciousness. Once more, the sidewalk flew up to meet him. He’d a vague notion that the vamp fell too, smacking down beside him.

Eddie’s worried face filled his vision. His heart squeezed sluggishly, aching with love, and the world disintegrated to nothingness.

…

“Steve? C’mon. Wake up. Please wake up.”

Steve’s eyes fluttered open. “Huh?”

“You’re back!” Eddie squeezed him tight. “You scared the crap outta me.”

This was nice. He’d never object to waking up in bed with his naked boyfriend, and half-naked himself. Apart from…  Actually, not feeling so awesome.

Unsettling memories trickled back.

“How you doing?” asked Eddie. “That bastard drank waaaaay too—”

“M’fine.”

To be truthful, the whole right side of his body felt like it’d been slammed by a truck. He lifted his bandaged arm to drape around Eddie’s shoulders and struggled to disguise the effort. 

“Nothing the usual routine won’t fix.” He smirked. “You know, water, spinach, lentils. Gourmet steak dinner with red wine.”

Eddie planted a sizzling kiss on Steve’s cool, sticky brow. “Only wish we could afford that for you, Sweetheart.”

“I’ll take sex for dessert. Plus we don’t have to pay for your food.”

Steve’s fingers had barely touched the fresh bandaging on his throat, before Eddie snatched them, kissed them, tucked them away again.  “You’ve lost too much already.”

“But—”

“I can go a night without feeding, Baby.”

“If you skip dinner, you’ll be grouchy and pathetic in the morning.” 

What Steve really wanted was to wrestle Eddie into submission. He’d tease and goad him into unleashing that vampire super-strength, grappling till Steve was the one pinned to the mattress and then...

Annoyingly, Steve was too feeble to even try and sit, so he sneered. “What happens if I’m dumb enough to get jumped again tomorrow? Or Robin, or Dustin, or any of the kids? As much as I hate to admit it, they need a tame vamp looking out for them, way more than they need me these days”

“Answers still ‘no way in Hell.’ Which I’m heading to for sure, but at least the music will be—”

“Don’t change the subject. Look, I nearly got my arm torn off offering that moron my wrist. All to save the best bite for you.”

Eddie stroked Steve’s hair. “Emotional blackmail ain’t gonna work tonight.”

Good job I’ve learned to play dirty.

This time, Steve ripped the dressing from his neck before Eddie could stop him, revealing the twin fang marks Eddie left last night.

And every night.

“What? Why!?! Don’t want…” Eddie flinched away. “I don’t like this, Stevie.” 

Steve snaked his good arm up, threaded his fingers through Eddie’s lush tresses. He tugged Eddie down toward his throat.

As if on cue, a drop of hot blood trickled from the barely healed punctures. A groan shook through Eddie. He clamped onto Steve’s lifeblood, incisors piercing deep.

Steve bit his lip against a keening, desolate cry. Love didn’t only suck—it stung like a bitch, and the tide of Eddie’s hair smothered him. Still, the slip of Eddie’s tongue against his blood-slickened skin always flipped him out, in a not-entirely-bad way. From the corner of his eye, he strained to catch glimpses of Eddie drinking.

Gnnng! Too damn hot.

Soon, little stuttering gasps escaped him, as he teetered on a knife-edge. Damn, if Steve wasn’t already so shattered, so woozy, he’d be so up for sex after this…

…until he wasn’t. It hurt too much.

Eddie ripped himself free, jumped from the bed, and was  gone.

Steve lay there, trembling violently, his blurry vision further misted with tears. Completely at Eddie’s mercy. 

I’m safe. I'm safe.

Soon after he grew too weak to keep his eyes open, he sensed the skitter of featherlight fingertips. Eddie had returned to bandage him up again. Then Eddie gathered him into his arms and roused him with a tender kiss.

“Wasn’t so hard, was it?” mumbled Steve, lips moistened with his own blood.

“Holy shit, Stevie.” Eddie stuck out his tongue, kinda silly. His eyes shone with fear. “I’m a vampire. A goddamn evil, blood-sucking predator. One day, I might not be able to stop.”

“That’s bull.” No evil could overcome a nature as sweet and soft as yours. “I trust you.” I trust our love. Steve nuzzled into his favourite tattooed parts of Eddie’s chest.

I’ll save the last bite for you. Always.

He slipped away, warm and cherished in Eddie’s arms, and into a deep and dreamless sleep.

...

(also part of my steve whump fic series on AO3.)

#steddielovemonth #steddie fanfiction #steddie #steve harrington whump #steddie fic #steve x eddie #steddie fanfic #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie x steve #steddie ficlet #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things

[min-hoax]

Fool’s paradise drabble maybe? 👀👀I love that story 👀 maybe after reader has her baby?

Shiiiiit, you don’t have to tell me TWICE!! I would love to!

Let’s get itt.😈

COMPLETE - ksj

Pairing: Fool’s Paradise Jin x F! Reader

Warning(s): Mentions of kidnapping, childbirth, murder, death, biiiiit of Stockholm Syndrome, (promise it’s a soft drabble lol)

His deafening wails still surprise you. You couldn’t comprehend how such piercing cries could escape such a tiny body like your darling son. From the minute you felt him move inside you, he had become your entire mind, body and soul in one.

Which is why you couldn’t take Seokjin holding him as if he were his father, loving and doting on him as if he had created YOUR own flesh and blood. But you understood, he had you both wrapped around your fingers and there wasn’t anything, absolutely NOTHING you wouldn’t do for him.

“I got him, honey.” Though working on his computer, seated on an off white, single sofa chair, he immediately placed the device to the side and made his way to your son, cocooned inside his bassinet just the way he loved to be. You couldn’t help but to watch him coo at your world, snuggling his nose to his and beaming so brightly while holding him with both his hands. “Are you hungry, my love? Hm? Is that it? Should we go to mommy?”

He looked at you and then at him whilst walking towards you, settling right at your feet. Your arms outstretched as Seojkin passed him to your awaiting arms, taking a seat next to you.

You bit your lip, eyeing him as he stood. It was still… awkward when you fed your baby in front of him. He’d look at you with such love, with such devotion as you nursed… like everything he’d ever wanted was in his grasp.

And what a truth it was. After he decided to keep you captive to his side, he never left, suffocating you even until now. You were grateful though, that even through the predicament you were in, you were bizarrely thankful you had someone at your side during the birth. He never left, not even for a second, while the nurses and the midwife’s he had hired tended to you through the labor and delivery of your beautiful son.

There were tears falling from the both of you the second he took his first breath on this earth.

And though you despised Seokjin for what he put you through, there was no denying the way he cherished and loved your son as if he was his own and you almost… adored it.

EunJi came from time to time, keeping herself at arms length from your baby, thankfully. That lady was a fiend hidden inside a beautiful woman that looked like she would never hurt a fly. She surprised you when she brought a handful of presents for her ‘grandbaby’ a few weeks after he was born, and Jin couldn’t be happier. He wrapped her around his arms, mumbling a few words of gratitude in her ear while he held your son in his arms and introduced him to the fiend. How could he do such a thing? She murdered two innocent people in front of his very eyes, but yet, he still loved her and cherished her like you’ve never seen.

Was it because she handed you on a silver platter? Maybe so. The two Kim’s were sickening, twisted individuals despite acting like two little angels fallen from above.

And after she left, he surprised you with your very own engagement ring. You no longer had to wear the jewelry that represented a woman that laid six feet in the ground because it was such a heavy burden you had to carry.

The wondering though, stuck to your mind; What would’ve Clara thought of what Seokjin did to you? Would she look at him as if he were a monster? Or would she be happy he found happiness after the accident that took her life, and nearly Jin’s?

You would never know. She was gone and you’d taken over her life against your consent. The house she lived in and planned to stay in with her child was now being resided by you and your child. You never believed in the afterlife, but you could swear you could see a woman in your peripheral from time to time. Maybe it was your guilt…or paranoia that haunted your mind and made you see things that weren’t truly there.

“Sweetheart?” Jin called, looking at you with concern. You blinked, shaking your head as you grasped the collar of your blouse, pulling it down, and allowing your son to latch. He was fast, acting like he’d never been fed before in his life. It made both of you smile and Jin gently caressed his smooth little head, coming closer and pecking the crown of your head.

“He’s perfect, don’t you think so? He questioned, sight lingering on the both of you. You cupped your baby sons cheek on your hand, stroking his skin as you both watched him feed.

“Of course he is. I made him.” You always did say things without thinking. You expected a yell, or a push to your body, but instead, Seokjin only smiled lightly, eyes casted down before he nodded and kissed your cheek. “You’re right. You’re perfect, honey. Are you okay? Do you need anything?”

“No.” You replied with a shake of your head, thoughts straying into a man with brown doe eyes and handful of tattoos, the father of your child. Ever since your baby was born, you wondered how he was doing. Would everything had been different if you told him of your pregnancy? You knew Jungkook, he wouldn’t have ever hesitated to take care of the responsibility that he created.

You missed him even though it was just a few months that you both spent together. Now, you couldn’t ever take things back to the way you wanted them to be.

You were stuck here, perhaps the rest of your life.

But life with Seokjin, as much as you hated it, it wasn’t that bad. He treated you with respect, loved your child as his own, provided you with a beautiful, spacious home, and he was at your every beck and call. Would giving him a chan -

No. The man, though handsome, created your life out of a faux illusion he made and once that world of his that he so desperately wanted, broke, he broke along with it and forced you to stay.

But Jin, wasn’t cruel, in fact, you didn’t believe the man had a mean bone in his body. If you had met him under different circumstances, he would have been a dream come true.

“Have you thought of the date? For our wedding? I was thinking maybe something small, just my mom as our witness, our son, and of course us.” He chuckled.

Of course, us.

He was insane.

Picturing married life with Seokjin was hell. He talked of other children, his children in the future with you when your baby was just a few minutes old, cooing on your chest. He said he couldn’t wait until there were pairs of little feet running around alongside his: maybe a baby girl, just like his angel child that laid in the arms of Clara. You knew he longed for her. The nursery, though prepared for your son, was soon restored to its previous position, waiting for the daughter that he lost.

And you understood his pain now more than ever.

Of course, he hired a very unnecessary interior designer that adorned your son's new room the way you wanted, but the room meant for his daughter was lifeless, abandoned, and cold.

“No. I don’t really have time to plan a wedding Jin. My son-“

He shook his head, brows furrowed whilst pecking the crown of your head. “Of course not, honey. You don’t have to worry about a thing. I promise, if you don’t want to plan, I understand.” A mischievous grin framed his lips. “Just, of course, worry about the destination for our honeymoon, hm? Maybe we can get started on a sibling for our son.”

Your jaw clenched.

You would soon prefer to stab him in the neck before bearing his children.

#fool’s paradise drabble #fool’s paradise #yandere bts #yandere bts x reader #yandere seokjin #yandere seokjin x reader #yandere jin #yandere jin x reader #yandere kpop #yandere kpop x reader

[lemmetreatya]

Reiner x fem reader smut - PURE/HONEY

I love this man so much it’s so STUPIIIIIIDDDD!! HELPF MEEEE!! IM CORRUPTED

contains: strong language, oral sex, smut, car sex, pwp

“Get in the back.”

As soon as he had unlocked the car, you heard Reiner grumble those words to you over the vehicle.

Opening the door to the back seats on the right, you clambered in. You didn’t even bother questioning what he was requesting of you — you already knew to start sliding your panties pass the fat of your ass.

The blonde male seemed to already beat you into the car. He was on all fours on top of the left back seats, already reaching his hand out for you.

As your panties pooled around one of your ankles, the both of you leaned in for a quick heated kiss.

When you pulled away, you could already tell the lust in the man’s eyes were dire.

God, you’d never get tired of the sweet slickness of his mouth.

“Rei, promise you won’t long this out. The others’ll get suspicious that we haven’t pulled out from the drive yet.” You whispered against his lips.

Go get a few beers.

That’s all your friends had requested of you both.

The small get together was under way over at Eren, Zeke and Armin’s place. But Connie, having forgotten to bring the drinks (He had ONE job!!), meant that someone needed to therefore go out and get some, considering Connie’s license was temporarily suspended (don’t ask).

Reiner had stupidly offered for the both of you to go get them, which was fine; He had driven you both here, alongside a carpooling Bertholdt, so he was more than capable of being the designated Beer Guy.

But Reiner didn’t accept the request out of good heart and thoughtful sacrifice for his Beerless peers, No. Reiner had accepted the inquiry based on the fact that he’d steal a few minutes away from the group with you because he was just too fucking needy.

“Yeah, I’ll be quick, whatever. Just… Sit back.” He grumbled against your lips, already signalling for you to prop your back up against the passenger door on your side.

Following his command, you sat with your head leaning against the window. Your legs had spread wide open; one hooked over the backseats and one tangled on the car floor.

With his arms hugging around your thighs from beneath, Reiner rode your dress up your body before lowering his face between your legs and giving your glistening core an open mouthed kiss.

Instantly your lips parted and a sweet sound of relief dribbled out from it.

“Okay, yeah. I’ve missed this, fuck.”

What made this whole thing even worse was that neither of you were publicly dating. You’d been sneaking around with each other for a few months but hadn’t told your friends what was going on.

Not that you wanted to; the situationship was purely pleasure based and none of their business.

Like clockwork, your hand found its way to the perch of hair at the top of the man’s head. You believe with the amount of force and the many times you’ve done this, it would definitely result in premature balding.

Oh well! Not your guy, not your problem!

Reiner wasted no time in directly sucking at your clit, his tongue occasionally lapping up the slick that built around it.

This man was definitely on a mission.

With the hunger he devoured you with, you couldn’t help but have your hips gyrate in succession to Reiner’s actions. However, it wasn’t a problem for him — the man only anchored you down in place, his grip on your thighs growing tighter as he continued to feed on your oozing meat.

The coarse love of sex built within the pits of your stomach. You had the want in you to just spill yourself all over this man, bathe him in your fluids and mess his face; wet his beard with the succulent juice of your womanhood.

“Shiiiiit, how long you been waiting to do this to me, Reiner? How long you wanted to suck my fucking pussy, huh?” You drooled.

The moist stirring of your dewy cunt against his lewd mouth filled the sound in between your ask and his reply.

“Since I picked you up ‘n’ saw you in that dress.”

With the way his eyes languidly rolled up to meet yours, you’re sure you’d be able to convince anyone that there was no longer a need to buy the beers; He was already drunk.

“Wannad’ to eat you since then.” He mumbled against your slick.

A pulse fizzed itself straight to your core. Your inner walls desperately clenched at the mere thought that Reiner would have devoured you upon first laying his eyes on you, however denied doing so due to the presence of his best friend in the car ride and then being in a house full of your Other friends.

The thought of Reiner’s self control being the restraint of not even an hour long drove you crazy.

No way was he that addicted to you.

Momentarily, the blonde detached his mouth from your pussy, getting as much comfortable he could in such a tight position before lapping a humid strip from the bottom to the top of your cunt.

After he did that, he sighed a loud sigh of greed. Too much goodness all in a short amount of time. Doused in your pussy — unlimited, unsolicited.

You hummed sweetly down at the man, your bottom lip plump between your teeth.

“You wanted me that bad, huh? Lied to our friends. Said you’d buy beer. But you just wanted my pussy.”

You slurred your vulgar words towards the car ceiling, head thrashed backwards against the window glass. Your breath was laboured, voice higher than usual and your hips were bucking desperately into the man’s mouth.

Reiner knew exactly what those signs meant and so in response, followed through with the usual procedure.

The blonde brought one of his hands from your thighs to the entrance of your womanhood. While his tongue continued to lap at you, his index and middle finger slid between it so that it could part your lips wider and allow himself cleaner access to your clit.

Fuck! That felt good!

It wasn’t at the front of your mind the damage it was creating but you could feel your slick leak out from the bottom of your cunt, most likely creating a wet stain on the fabric of the car seat — just another way to print yourself forever into this man’s brain.

Reiner continued to suckle at your clit, almost as if he wanted to draw honey from it directly. However, he also knew that sucking your bud this late within the session would cause you to whine and roll your body in edging desire which is exactly what he wanted.

You were so close to that freeing feeling of an orgasm, your build up having stored enough points and ready to unleash the ecstatic wave, the words were on the tip of your tongue!

“Reiner, Reiner, Reiner — I’m close. Fuuuuck, I’m g’nna come, I’m g’nna come.”

The man hummed.

Whether in reply to you or enjoyment of your unraveling, you’re unsure but the vibration definitely sent you over the precipice and into that sparkling sensation of a climax.

You moaned aloud into the air, your body stilling whilst the euphoric pleasure of sex washed over you.

Reiner continued to lap you through your orgasm, the feeling of your cunt contracting and releasing in sporadic spurts on his tongue never getting old. He thinks it’s a genuine issue with how obsessed he is with you. How you willingly allow him to undo you and grant him access to witness such a celestial experience again and again.

After he hears the heavy signs of your breathing, Reiner lays your pussy one last wet kiss before raising his head to watch you.

Spent and eyes fluttered shut, your mouth stayed agape as you came down from your high.

“You okay?” Reiner grumbled, voice deep and coarse.

You weakly nodded, your veins still buzzing with endorphin albeit pumping in lower quantities than they were a few seconds ago.

“Yeah, I’m good.” You quickly dabbed at your face, neck and forehead as they were clammy with sweat. “Fuck, Reiner. You ain’t eat shit like that before.”

The man glowered in the compliment, that familiar shy but hubristic lopsided smirk swimming it’s way onto his slick and moistened lips. He however didn’t reply and only lowered his head back down, resting it against your thigh.

Automatically, your hand found itself back within the same spot on his head. Running your fingers through the bristle strands, you watched down at the man.

Never would you have thought that the actions and decisions you’ve made in your life would mean you’d end up like this: Relishing within post-orgasm glow as your long-time friend had his head laid up on your thigh, in the back of his car on the drive way of your Other long-time friend’s house.

However, you had to momentarily catch yourself from thinking but isn’t that a good thing? Because it wasn’t supposed to be a good thing or a meaningful thing or anything for that matter. It was just a thing. No feelings, no strings and definitely no How Did We Get Here? Questions.

It was simply a mutual understanding between two friends.

Removing your hand from Reiner’s hair, you started to sit yourself up properly against the car door. You hadn’t realised that your posture had slouched.

“Want me to do you now?”

Reiner started to get up concerning you had moved your position. He sat up onto his heels as a look of conflict flickered over his face.

He knew well what you were referring to because that’s how most sessions went. The beautiful art of Equivalent Exchange. But Reiner doesn’t know if he wants to abide by that this time. For once, he feels that he’s satisfied with just basking in you alone.

Shaking his head, Reiner declined.

“Nah. Just wanted to taste you. I don’t need anything in return.”

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel your heart slightly flutter at the proclamation. It’s not like you were falling for this man (“No! Never!” You said into the side-eying void) but you were moved at the prospect that he was okay with simply bathing in you and nothing else.

Whether that’d be the case for the rest of the night, you weren’t sure, but that was for Future You to deal with.

“Naw, Reiner. How sweet of you.” You mocked, the playful tone in your voice a quick bounce back to the natural dynamic the two of you had: Push and Pull.

“Oi!” Any crack of vulnerability that was visible before was now wiped from the man’s face as his expression screwed into one of faux disgust.

You watched as Reiner reached forward between the gap of the passenger and driver’s seat to retrieve a pack of wipes that he kept within the glove compartment.

When he pulled back into your space, he othered you a wipe before pulling one for himself and giving a verbal answer.

“Don’t get any ideas, I’m not being sweet at all. If anything, I’m being wildly selfish and I’m fine with that.” He bemused.

“How so?”

“Well, now it means you owe me a Bonk.”

“A Bonk?” You questioned. What was he on about?

Reiner began to wipe at his mouth with the wipes, shacking at the tuff of his beard before explaining.

“Yeah, a Bonk. You still owe me, I’m just not cashing it in now. I’m saving it for another time. When I want to cash in that favour? I use my Bonk.” He said matter-of-factly.

Pulling the wipe away from between your thighs, you gave Reiner a perplexed look.

“The fuck? How is that fair? Why do you get to save a Bonk for later! Why can’t I save a Bonk?!”

“I told you, I’m being selfish.” With a slyer smirk than before, Reiner shrugged before handing you another wipe. “You just gotta play the game, sweetheart.”

With a scoff and no form of comeback, you turned your head away from the man.

All the more ways to hide the smile that was chiding at your lips.

“Boy, I— Reiner, just go buy them beers!”

(“Yo, why does it smell like sex in here?”

Even whilst sloshed on five bottles of Peroni and two Budweisers, Bertholdt’s sense of smell was still working over time.

Reiner, only now getting into the driver’s seat pulled a regretful face at his friend’s observation. He was unsure how Bertholdt was still able to smell his previous Sins concerning the two of you had gone to ‘Get the Beers’ hours ago.

“It’s probably just your head playing tricks on you, Bert. Just lie down for now, okay?” You said, as you piled into the passenger’s seat.

As soon as you sat down, you gave Reiner a concerned look. Did Bertholdt catch on? Reiner could only shrug and quickly shake his head as he mouthed that he didn’t know.

Starting up the car, the blonde took a look at his rearview mirror. He was momentarily relieved that Bertholdt was complying to your instruction to lie down. If he was asleep, it was less questions for the both of you.

That was until there was a weird groan from the back.

“Why is this seat wet?” Bertholdt muttered.

The air at the front of the car seemed to run cold. Reiner stilled with his hands on the wheel. You paused just before you could click your seatbelt in.

With a few echoing sniffs, Bertholdt rapidly sat up.

“Ew, guys what the fuck?!”)

#reiner x reader smut #reiner x reader #reiner braun #reiner aot #reiner headcanons #attack on titan reiner #aot reiner #reiner x black reader #reiner x black y/n #anime #attack on titan

[summersmithlatinxgyatt]

The way Nancy will stand up to Summer but still come back to her

The way she'll see her as right even after being talked down to and back down

The way Summer used to be stuck-up and in need for the approval of others but now loves her family with a smart and sparky attitude

They're the perfect dog girl x cat girl dynamic holy shiiiiit I might post more about this

(Art by @himejoshireagan <3)

#rick and morty #summer smith #summer #headcanon #summer x nancy #nancy rick and morty

[rinnelovebot]

OKAY CONSIDER kiss + mayoi… or madara whoever suits your fancy most… they deserve love in the gentlest of forms i think…

A/N: dude I’m losing my shiiiiit… choosing mayo bc I have another hair prompt req for mama !! I know I haven’t been churning out much writing recently, pinky swear I’m doing my best

Mayoi Ayase + [KISS]: The sender places a tender kiss on the receiver’s hair.

Resting your head upon your boyfriend’s shoulder, you finally allowed your eyelids to droop over your eyes, mindlessly lacing Mayoi’s fingers with your own and allowing the gentle rumbling of the train to relax your mind and body.

A few, quiet moments passed as you rested against the man next to you — five minutes, ten perhaps? You’d lost track of time long ago, and you hardly even remembered how long you had been on the train in the first place. Breathing in deeply through your nose, your body melted further into Mayoi’s side, and you felt a tentative thumb stroke your cold knuckles.

“Are you comfortable?” Mayoi whispered against your hair, as if he wasn’t sure whether you were awake or asleep. He had been the one to suggest riding a train back to ES as opposed to a plane, so he wanted to make sure that you were having an at least okay time. It would kill him to inconvenience you, even in the slightest. His worry dissipated at the affirmative mumble that escaped your lips.

Peeping an eye open, your gaze fell upon the soft apricot sky of the evening outside the window, Mayoi’s and your reflections looking back at you. “Somehow, I always forget how pretty the sunset is.” You yawned, gently squeezing Mayoi’s hand to get his attention — as if it hadn’t been on you the entire time.

Mayoi looked at the clouds, then fondly at the top of your head, and eventually returning to the clouds. “It is quite beautiful, I agree.” It was then that he felt somewhat grateful for his suggestion of the train — thousands of feet in the air, he wasn’t sure he’d have the heart to gaze at the sky like this. “I find it calming.”

“Though,” he paused before speaking again, somewhat hesitant that you’d find his next comment strange. “I … believe there’s far more beauty residing within you.”

Giggling, your head rose from its spot on his shoulder, turning your head to look at him. You watched as he shuddered at your sudden movement.

Mayoi — your sweet, darling boy. Your eyes lingered upon all of the features of his that you so adored: his cerulean eyes, his supple lips, the adorably worried expression that never seemed to subside… Unashamedly, you loved all of him. “I could say the same about you.”

He blinked, and a small “eep!” escaped his lips. His mouth gaped open and closed like a fish out of water, and he looked almost as if he had seen a ghost. Mayoi was no stranger to your compliments, but seemingly, he’d never grow used to them — he’d never grow used to being seen like that by someone.

“B-beautiful…? A word so delightful is surely unbefitting of me…” He replied, his eyes wandering down to your intertwined fingers. “Especially not coming from the lips of someone so lovely…!”

Silently, you swore to tear apart whoever it was to make him think like that, and you rose a gentle hand to cup his cheek. “I think you’re extremely beautiful — the most handsome man I know.”

His eyes squeezed shut as you pulled his face downwards, pressing a myriad of kisses to his cheeks and forehead, and bringing him just a bit closer to place a lingering kiss on his hair, and you felt him gently shift his body to rest more comfortably in your hold. Deeply inhaling his scent, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “I wish you saw how pretty you were, too.”

He had been a bit worried about the other passengers bearing witness to your sudden display of affection, but it was much too hard to think when you were in such close proximity.

Onto the top of his head, you pressed a final, tender kiss, and felt him whisper against your chest.

“…I can’t promise anything, but… I-I’ll try to… for you.”

#marchie scribbles #enstars #ensemble stars #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #mayoi ayase #mayoi ayase x reader

[vickyvicarious]

anytime someone says "I must have slept" in this book it is Bad. when you aren't sure it's because a vampire has done it to you pretty much

Renfield and Mina's mingled "god bless you" :(

Mina is crying alone so much I hate it

YOU WILL WANT THE POWER OF WAKING. AAAAAGH

oh my god, Jonathan confusedly repeating "ask for the... de-PITE...?"

honestly sending mina away would be safer. not at all for the reasons you think but it would get her away from Dracula at least.

I love how generous Jonathan is with bribery tips the instant he comes into money

jonathan STOP saying the dialect words that way oh my god. ridiculous

Dracula's moustache got white again fast. This should be notable because it means whenever his hair is described as black or even gray it means he has been feeding quite recently.

"How this phrase thrilled through me!" the almost shuddering quality of this line. Jonathan thinking that the Count doesn't throw a shadow

"The whole nine?" the urgency of his ask

Jonathan this is the first time you haven't immediately picked up on someone talking about being thirsty. I can tell how distressed you are

feels weird for Dracula to be described as a good tipper. wouldn't've have thought it of him

the way he chuckles as he says Dracula was ready to throw one of the workers down the stairs... it's great, but I imagine Jonathan was fearful because he knows exactly how easily and how violently the Count could do just that

Dracula's taste in architecture continues to lean heavily towards "old" "dusty" and "in disrepair"

Jonathan was ready to go in right away if he could get someone to take him. It's daytime, he is very ready to act while he can

the lawyer's insistence on calling the Piccadilly house a 'mansion' is so funny

ahahahaaha the controlled frustration in Jonathan's "Pardon me"

"Surely, you do not mind letting me know so much" he's HOLDING BACK so hard

"a prig of the first water" ehehehehehe

oh man the sarcasm in the way he says "so resolute a guardian"

I love Jonathan just using Art's name freely here. There's been no indication that he's been given permission (not that I think he'd refuse, but it probably hasn't occurred to him)

Jonathan can't stand the thought of hiding things to Mina when she's SAD and RIGHT THERE

"so after dinner—followed by a little music to save appearances even amongst ourselves—" WAIT don't just skip over music night I wanna hear all about it

Mina's fearful affection.... :( :( :(

Art speaking confidently in front of the group :)

awww Jonathan's yawn is so cute

he loves Mina so much, auuuugh

everyone is sleeping so soundly. why am I not reassured

Art always there with the animals <3

it's wild that Jack is still trying to do his normal job during all this. like I get it but. it's wild to think about

I love how smarmy Mitchell sounds

COUNT DE VILLE

"He had heard him yell; and when he went to him found him lying on his face on the floor, all covered with blood." oh shiiiiit here we go......

#dracula daily #jonathan harker #mina murray #jack seward #arthur holmwood #renfield

[sassy-bi-latina]

The witches are back!!!

Well... I adore Hocus Pocus 2. If you didn't please ignore my post. I don't want to hear why it was bad. If you DID like it please let's talk about it.

I will say, I DID had two issues with the movie. One, was the fact it's been 29 years even in the movie. IT'S A MOVIE ABOUT WITCHES!! YOU CAN MAKE IT BE 30 YEARS. But whatever.

Second, the fact that in OG the book was given to them by Satan... You know, the devil. Would have been cool to allure to that somehow.

OTHERWISE

The movie was PERFECT

I had SO MUCH fun watching it. The music was amazing. I wished they had done "I put a spell on you" but honestly, "One way or Another" slapped so hard. GORGEOUS.

And

CAN WE TALK ABOUT "THE WITCHES ARE BACK"?!?!

I have no words tbh

AND THE CREDIT SCENE?!?!

Shiiiiit

So good

Also the ending🥺? I loved it so much.

Also I've always been a Sanderson's sister apologist so I feel vindicated.

I also loved that it leaves an open ending?

Bette, Kathy and Sarah are absolute queens. And I'm so happy they returned to give us this.

Ngl, after watching the trailer I was a bit worried. Cause the trailer didn't sell me AT ALL. BUT, I ended up enjoying it so much.

Gosh and again Bette, Kathy and Sarah. DAMN. Just stellar.

That being said, I have to applaud the child actors, I felt they did them real justice. I saw them and I felt they were truly the Sanderson when young, like their mannerisms? Fuck.

And lastly but not least, the young trio was good, after the trailer I was worried they would feel cringey but I think the trailer doesn't do them justice. They were good.

Special mention to the mayor's apple. RIP. Sir, you tried ✊🏼😔.

#hocus pocus 2 #winifred sanderson #mary sanderson #sarah sanderson #hocus pocus #halloween

[princessniquane]

A/N: this was suppose to be a reader with Finn and Dom but I just kept it just with Finn

Warning: fingering, choking, mention of Dom, grinding

Finn had you pinned against the wall in the arena, your legs around his slutty waist and arms around his neck. You feel his bulge as he grinds slowly into your covered heat. He kisses and start to nip at your neck.

You hit him lightly on the chest. “Finn! No marks.”

He chuckles. “Sorry Love, you know I can’t help it. Love marking you up, showing ppl who you belong too.” You clench around nothing wishing it was his dick you were squeezing.

“Please…”

“Please what Love? Tell me?” He says as he grips your thighs and grinds harder giving friction to your clit. “Gotta tell me what you want Princess, open that pretty mouth that I love and tell me what you want me to do. Come on, you can do it.”

“Shiiiiit Finn.”

He laughs softly against your ear. He stops suddenly and gets this serious look in his face. “You and Dom….what’s with that?”

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“The both of ya been getting close lately.”

“Yea….yea you can say that. Are you jealous?”

He scoffs. “No I just found it interesting because he’s been taking a lot of interest in you lately and you two seem to be hitting it off.”

“Mmmm sounds like jealousy.”

He brings your arms from around his neck and above your head on the wall. He looks deep in your eyes. “I don’t get jealous, cause I know for a fact he wouldn’t be able to make you cum like I do. Let alone make you cum at all. He wouldn’t know what to do wit ya. Tell me Love, how many times have you cum by my hands….my tongue…..dick,” he whispers the last word.

“Finn please…”

“I’ll show you what he can’t do, and you know VERY well how much I know your body,” he says as he bites your bottom lip.

Finn kisses you hard as he removes your wrestling shorts. He grabs the back of your neck, fingers gripping your coils, deepening the kiss. You go to touch him but he grabs your hand and put it back above your head. He goes to sucking on your neck again.

“Finn…..” you whine his name breathlessly.

“Yea yea I know. No marks.”

“I have a match tonight, can’t leave any as much as I want you too.”

“So let me….” Finn wraps your leg around his waist again and starts grinding into your heat. “You’re so wet Baby……can’t wait to stuff my cock in ya. Make you feel every fucking inch of me, taking it like I know you can. So fucking good for me….” he says as he puts his hand in your panties and circles your clit.

“Shit.”

Finn chuckles. He spreads your wetness all around your pussy before adding a finger. You buck up as he slowly fucks you with it adding another. You put your head in his neck trying to muffle your moans despite being in a secluded hallway.

“Aaahhh don’t do that, wanna hear you Baby. Come on let me hear those beautiful sounds, your beautiful moans. Come on, no one’s gonna hear you as much as I would like them too,” he winks.

“Fuck you.”

“Fuck me? Fuck me??” he says as he fingers you to near orgams but pulls away. You hit his shoulder in frustration. “Hit me again and I won’t let you cum. I mean it Love.”

“Yes Sir.”

“That’s my girl.” He goes back to fingering you to near orgasm again. “Fuck….so fucking wet for me. I bet you Dom couldn’t get you like this. You know why because he’ll never be able to touch you like this. You are mine ya hear me!”

“Finn please….please please please,” you cry.

He uses his other hand that is not in pussy and put it around your neck slightly squeezing. “Cum.” You cum hard around his fingers. Finn kisses your lips to muffle your moans from getting too loud, working you through your orgasm.

As you come down from your high, you feel him pull away. “That’s my girl, now get on your knees.”

#wwe #finn balor #smut

[trikeyaredilfs]

GTA V Characters and how they hug/react to hugs:

Michael: Not a huge fan of PDA, or being touched in that manner. But if he gives you a hug it’s a side hug, a simple and quick squeeze around the shoulders. He’ll accept a hug if you’re close to him, usually, you’ll be met with a few quick pats on the back. The typical dad-style hug. If he's feeling particularly affectionate, he may ruffle your hair.

Trevor: A man who thoroughly enjoys hugs. If you’re on good terms with this man, as soon as he sees you, he’s hugging you in some way. While it varies, most often it’s a harsh squeeze and then standing at an arm's length, smiling the same goofy smile before likely rattling you by the shoulders. As for receiving a hug, he is always taken by surprise when someone initiates it, but he’ll almost never turn one down. However, piss him off mid-hug and he will put you in a chokehold. Franklin: He's indifferent to hugs, most of the time. But he is one hell of a hugger. Most of his hugs are a couple of seconds, but almost always accompanied by a soft laugh. If you hug him, he usually will lift an arm, smiling, giving you a strong squeeze before letting you go.

Lamar: He loves hugs. Almost any time he greets a friend, he gives a hug. He does make some of the strangest noises while he hugs people. Sometimes it's just him grunting with the effort he puts into the hugs, the other times its him slightly lifting you up and making an incredibly loud "Raaaaa." noise while he swings you back and forth. Honestly, with Lamar, it is unpredictable. Now if you initiate the hug, he will act disgusted. "Homie, you're being so gay right now. Bein' soft n' shiiiiit." But he'll still hug you with a stupid smile plastered on his face.

Ron: You don't hug Ron.

Wade: Wade gets all sorts of giddy if you hug him or let him hug you. He is very careful to not get his Juggalo facepaint on you, but this man is like, constantly jittering with energy. His hugs last a second or two and then he's happy-stimming. If you initiate the hug, he is usually incredibly confused at first, but he usually will return a soft tap on your arm.

Lester: Hard no. Hates hugs with a passion. If he hugs you, it's typically a half-assed, quickly wrap an arm around you, half-a-second hug. If you thought Michael was bad, Lester is worse. Is it a reason he hates Trevor? Maybe. There is almost no way he will let you hug him. If you approach him, most of the time, he will either put his cane up, glaring at you from over the rim of his glasses, or will instinctively roll back from you in his wheelchair.

Floyd: He is very similar to Wade in that he loves to hug people. But his hugs are very comforting, he will gently rub your back and set his head on your shoulder/head depending on how tall you are. He's a full-body hugger and he won't let go until you're ready. If you hug him, he usually will ask if everything is okay before returning the hug, once again holding you until you let go.

#gtav #trevor phillips #michael de santa #michael townley #lester crest #franklin clinton #lamar davis #wade hebert #floyd hebert #ron jakowski

[drewstarkeyslut]

Rafe saying. “I know you were being a bad girl and you didn’t listen to our rules.”

You shake your head.

“Don’t. Shake. Your. Head. Admit it. And maybe I’ll go easier on you.” AHHHH!!!!!!

AHHH MORGY!! I LOVE YOU FOR DOING THIS😩 damn

i wouldn’t admit it — just so he doesn’t go easy on me🤭 like fuck that, wreck my shiiiiit rafe💦

#babygorewhore🖤 #my favs #mooties ♡