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destructive-path · 4 months

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having ‘single hot lesbians in your area looking to fuck!’ ellie brainrot…..

tags: 18+ NSFW (duh) swearing, smut, strap usage, theres a x video linked for ur pleasure that loosely inspired this….

a/n: i had a much better ending to this but tumblr deleted it so sorry if the ending SUCKS also not proofread ( i have a gun ) IM LAZY

“fuuuuck.”

your grip tightens around your phone when the mystery woman you have been chatting with sends you a picture of herself.

the photo cuts off just below her nose, so you cant make out her full face.

her mouth is slightly agape.

the picture is illuminated by a red light.

the woman is wearing a black tank top and black jeans. she is slumped in a sitting position with one hand resting on her crotch.

its just bright enough for you to notice a tattoo on her forearm.

“fuckfuckfuck.”

this cant be real. is this real? she was hot. you couldn’t even see her face but you knew, she was hot.

“okay…”

hesitant to strike up a hookup with a possible catfish you took a second to consider the worst outcome of this situation. eventually you decided it was worth the risk, the longer you stared at the image on your phone the more the voice of reason dissipated. too eager to peak behind the curtain you let curiosity win.

when are you free?

E. 1 hour. you know the motel on 5th?

the creepy one or the 50s themed one?

E. …

E. the creepy one.

a regular romeo

E. 1 hour.

see you then xx

you clutch your phone to your chest and start to feel slightly manic. were you actually about to slut yourself out to some stranger you met online? on a website you found from a porn ad no less. apparently so.

with a toss of your phone across your mattress you sought out the bathroom in order to prep yourself for the night ahead.

—

this place wasn’t as bad as you remember, still creepy…but it had a solid remodel that eased your senses.

when you make it to the correct room number you stop for a moment just before your knuckle comes in contact with the door. should you turn around and forget this whole thing? being just inches away from your goal really made reality set in. before you can lower your fists and turn away the door swings open in front on you.

she looks even better in person. taking in the whole picture of her leaves you speechless. god those eyes. she was such a cruel thing to leave them hidden, you think.

one of her eyebrows raises at your frozen nature. but she doesn’t say anything and just leans against the door frame with her arm resting above her head.

“e-ellie?”

you question. with your hand still stuck in a fist formation as if you were still going to attempt to knock on the door. unable to move due to pure shock, you wait for an answer whilst the woman in front of you observes your state for a moment.

she gives your body a once over then steps aside to give you access to enter the room, still saying nothing.

“ill take that as a yes”

you say and make your way past her, twisting to the side due to the fact that she didn’t give you much room to enter the space anyway. once you land in the middle of the room your cheeks grow hot.

theres a king size bed in the middle of the room. for some reason the sight of only one bed makes you sheepish. it makes sense, you and ellie didnt link up to have a sleepover in some shitty motel in separate beds. still you couldnt help but feel nervous at what was to occur on that bed in the next few hours.

“youre late.”

finally she lets you her the sound of her voice. it shocks you. its more delicate that you imagined, its laced with some bass and a hint of rasp but still its, almost soft?

“im sorry?”

she’s unimpressed by your apology and growing clearly suspicious of your fidgety disposition.

“…”

you swallow thickly feeling intimidated by her stare. your eyes leave hers for a moment to observe her physique. her photo holds up in person.

ellie is less revealed in front of you currently contrasting to the image she had sent you earlier. a black button up hangs loosely around her shoulders, the top few buttons are left unclasped revealing the valley of her chest. you can spot freckles there. the shirt is cropped right above her belt buckle to which she fastens her equally loose fitting jeans. it creates a silhouette around her that makes your thighs rub together slightly.

“you’ve never done this before have you?”

you had stared entirely too long and you cursed yourself for it.

“are you- damn, is it that obvious?”

she leans into the doorway smirking slightly as she turns her head away from you. she’s attempts to hide her amusement, but you catch a glimpse of her grin.

“mhmm.”

she nods and bows her head. her tone reads like shes doing her best not to laugh at the current situation. like she should’ve known you would be this lost sort of thing, unsure of how to proceed with this sort of exchange. the notion has you riled up. she didn’t know you. what right did ellie have to decide that you were a prude? even if that wasn’t the case, you didn’t come here to be laughed at.

“so what your some sort of veteran?”

pure sass. ellies biggest vice. she hated retaliation from others.

“fuck off.”

you relished in the feeling of finally making her show you an emotion other than contempt.

“oh? its okay if you want a badge, just say so….”

your smiling now but as soon as you watch the woman push her weight of the wall and begin walking towards your direction you wish you hadn’t begun this dangerous game.

“careful. dont start something you cant finish.”

you were definitely in over your head.

—-

(consider)

if constantly chasing absolute pleasure was a sin, you were going straight to hell.

ellie had ruined you.

you werent sure how long it had been. whos sweat was sliding down your sides as ellie strapped into you with unparalleled precision. but you didnt care. everything had become so slippery, including your thoughts.

you had hooked up with other women before but never like this.

ellie was a grandmaster of pleasure. the bed room her chessboard. each move she made knocked over a piece of your fortitude. until you were left with no choice to fore-fit complete power insuring her victory in this match. having become bored of the somewhat vanilla hookups you endured, you sought out something a little more, dirty. something more raw, dangerous. maybe it was the thrill you chased, but there was one thing you knew forsure. ellie was filth personified.

if it were possible you would spend the rest of your life in the walls of this motel room. after what you could swear had been hours of experiencing pleasures (that you didnt know existed) you sought out more to no end. to ellies surprise, your stamina was impressive considering how foreign you seemed to intamacy this intense. something about that intrigued her deliciously. she had made it a point to see how far she could bend you until you broke. she wanted to see you cry. to scream her name for everyone in the motel to hear.

what ellie didnt expect is that she would begin to fold first.

you were so eager. the woman had flipped and fucked you every which way until her body was sore. but still you wanted more. your thighs were spread and knees pointed to the sky as ellies own resolve began to crumble. she supported her weight with her palm to your waist as she gave you what little energy she had left. too stubborn to let you steal an orgasm from her she struggled to fuck you at a consistent rhythm. you could feel her hips stuttering and the mere thought of her beginning to snap only made you move your hips against her faster.

jesus you were practically fucking ellie yourself now. even though she wore the strap it was you who was in control. every movement of your hips pressed the back of her harness in a way that massages her clit perfectly.

grip tightened on your hips as ellie began to chase her own high at the feeling of you rubbing against her.

“keep going. just like that.”

the sound of your voice oozing desperation, it was music to ellies ears. she was barely moving at this point losing strength by the second at your words. bending down to hear you closer she settles in your neck.

“yeah?”

she encourages more of that sweet music leaving your lips. the more moans you surrendered the more whines ellie rewarded you with. creating a symphony of lewd noises. the melody you two created so easily only fueled the fire in the pit of ellies stomach, which was now something closer to the size of a bonfire. her composure was burning at the seams and the only thing that eased the singe she felt was the taste of your sweat on her tongue.

once her mouth began its advances on your neck you could tell she wasn’t going to last much longer. you could feel the way she sucked on your skin like it was medicine. your pussy had brought her to a fever pitch and she would do anything to let it break. her tongue danced on your jugular and she swore she could taste your pulse. the suction she created with her lips left behind precious pink and purple marks in places where you couldn’t hide them if you tried. not that you cared, ellie made you feel so good you wouldn’t dare protest in fear you might miss a pleasure you were sure no one else on this earth could give you.

just a little longer, a little deeper you thought to yourself as your hands floated to the plush of ellies ass. pulling her so close to you that you began to feel her cock in the spot that made your whole body vibrate.

“t-there!”

you shout as your body resumes its involuntary progressions towards the womans hips. the pace of your hips doubling in speed finally makes ellie shatter into a million tiny pieces.

“w-wait baby im-“

you didnt mean to become obsessed with the feeling of it all. the way she thrusts into you until she cant move her hips any more, the feeling of her falling ontop of your body completely limp. the way her cock reaches so deep in you is too tempting. it feels so foreign and you feel so good that you have to see it through. until your broken and unable to move a muscle. you cant help but obsess with how she sounds in your ear while you buck your hips into hers. unraveling in your grasp.

you don’t pay ellie any mind as she comes while you roll your hips into hers. you cant. ellie had taken so many of your orgasms tonight that you relished in being the one making her succumb to a moaning mess. a string of ‘oh gods’ leaving her lips until finally she was chanting nothing but your name until you were seeing white.

with a final arch of your back at your release your bodies collide, the feeling of white hot pleasure mixed with skin to skin contact makes you both hum. your hand wraps around her back scratching there harshly before you bring her body back down to yours landing on the mattress with a soft thud.

two idle minds were all that was left in this space, too dumb to remember how to complete the simple act of breathing. neither of you can move as you desperately seek out any air to return to its rightful place in your lungs. needless to say it took a moment for you and ellie to form a coherent thought. or a coherent breath.

when a sliver of life entered ellies system she used her minimal strength to leave her home in your neck and support her weight just enough to remove the toy buried in you. the sight had stolen a chunk of strength. she sighed shakily at the way a string of your slick connected to her cock whilst she pulled away. the action causing her head to fall on your chest in awe. ellie was weak.

“perfect.”

you could barely hear the sweet complement leave her lips. before you could comment on it she placed a kiss on your sternum and trailed upwards until she met your lips in a tender peck. each time her lips made contact with your skin you twitched. even the smallest kiss left you feeling over stimulated.

you couldn’t help but curse yourself knowing that you just had the best sex of your life with a stranger you met online in a motel, and that if shed ask, you would definitely do it again.

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#def dont follow in the reader’s footsteps #ellie williams #ellie the last of us #tlou2 #the last of us #tlou #lesbian #ellie tlou #ellie x you #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie williams smut #ellie smut

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miya-rin · 10 months

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imagine being the miya twins older sister who has had suna rintarou fully enamoured with your existence since he first met you at 15 years old.

he has tried to make many moves on you over the years to no avail; sneakily trying to place his arms around your shoulder before one of your brothers notice and throw the nearest object they can grab his way. not letting you carry anything while hes around, claiming how “youll never have to lift a finger again” if you give him a chance. hell, even dropping down to the floor to tie your shoelaces the second he realises the laces have come loose, taking his time to stand back up afterwards as he slowly rakes his eyes over your figure so he can fully take in every inch of you. every attempt of his to make you swoon for him is met with “sorry sweetheart, still not into minors” and a small ruffle of his hair which gives him a dopey smile. you would think he would start to back off eventually but to your dismay every rejection you have handed to him has just made his desire for you grow stronger - he takes your words as “try again when youre 18”

which is exactly what he does. on his 18th birthday his friends decide to throw him a massive party - being the twins chaperone you had to come along and when suna set his eyes on you, you knew there was no chance of you escaping his antics. you catch him glancing at you multiple times throughout the night before he gets pulled away by one of his guests, a disappointed look in his eyes every time he had to look away from you.

after a couple of hours you decide to step outside onto the balcony to catch some fresh air seeing as there was no sign of the party dying down anytime soon. you’re outside for maybe 5 minutes when you hear the door slide open, you already know who its going to be seeing as he has been trying to catch you alone all night, you turn around to finally face the boy and he looks as ecstatic as ever.

“happy birthday suna.” you swear you can see his soul leave his body the second those words leave your mouth, its not the first time youve said it to him tonight - youre not that cruel as to not wish the poor boy a happy birthday on his special day - but everything that comes out of your mouth looks like it sends him to heaven and back.

“thankyou yn, i appreciate you being here, but then again, i know you cant spend more that a week away from me because youre just so obsessed with me.”

“wow, am i that easy to read?” you chuckle along with him, noticing the way his gaze doesnt stray away from your face while you face forward, “so, how does it feel finally being legal?”

“incredible, it means you can finally give me a chance.” he doesnt miss the way you sigh at his words.

“suna we’v-“

“i know that we’ve been over this, but i don’t really think you mean it,” this gains an eye roll from you, “plus, my one wish when i blew out my candles was that you would give me a kiss.”

“really? well i guess your going to have to go without this year.”

“it was my birthday wish, youre not gonna deny me that are you?”

“yknow, if you tell your wish to someone it doesnt come true right?”

“yn…please,” his voice is barely above a whisper, he sounds desperate, “i have been waiting for three years, all i ask for is one kiss, just one.”

“i think youre forgetting that im 22 and you are freshly 18.”

“im still 18 though.”

“hm… you make a good point,” you see the way he perks up slightly at your evaluation, a hopeful look becoming more prominent in his eyes, “one kiss. let it be my official gift for the birthday boy.” you might have well as told him he had just one the lottery, anyone who walked past the sliding door would think you had due to the way his smile was so wide.

“thankyou” is all he can muster up before he is snaking his hand up your body and with a hand tangled up in your hair he leans down until his lips touch yours, you can feel the shit eating grin spread across his face as he gently moves his lips in sync with yours, pulling away slightly to whisper “best birthday ever” before leaning back in <3

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diordeer · 1 month

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౨ৎ DREAM GIRL

“when it all gets too much, darlin', i'm soft to the touch. hush, hush and stop your rushing, i can be your dreamgirl, baby” - lana del rey (smau)

contains: charlie bushnell x fem!reader, orange cat gf black cat bf

description: omg so sorry for the wait, im trying to slowly finish some requests after the break, little life update: the guy i like has a gf but is still msging me?! and i got tickets to see chappell roan!!

requested by: @tomblythsslut

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iamcharliebushnell yn and… some other weird people

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dior.n.goodjohn omg its yn!!! tell her i need to see her again ASAP!

↳ yn.ln i hear u loud and clear… and YES!!

walker.scobell as much as i feel shamed by the caption its sadly true 😣

user1 yn is so gorgeous i cant

↳ user2 best looking couple of the century 🤷‍♀️

aryansimhadri wtf does that caption mean

leahsavajeffries omg send me the photo of us!

↳ iamcharliebushnell on it 🫡

user4 i need a bf NOW.

↳ user2 agreed

user5 do u guys play fortnite together

↳ yn.ln nooooooo…

↳ iamcharliebushnell we do, theres no shame

↳ yn.ln THERES SO MUCH SHAME

↳ user6 someone has been killed by them before imagine that

↳ yn.ln im not the one killing, still trying to avoid those cliffs

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yn.ln imagine i put a rly cute song lyric in here

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user3 the bows, the uggs, the coffee, the kiss, yes.

↳ user4 she’s the cutest

iamcharliebushnell love you 🫶

↳ yn.ln 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

↳ walker.scobell shut up i hate couples

↳ leahsavajeffries WALKER.

user1 girl how hard is it to find a song lyric 🤨

↳ yn.ln theres too many, so i refuse to choose

user8 she won the lottery and there are signs

user2 ur hair has me in a chokehold

↳ user5 porphyrias lover who?

↳ user2 … what?

↳ user5 dw

user6 not to sound like a creep but i CANT stop looking at the photo of them kissing

↳ user7 you sound VERY creepy

dior.n.goodjohn should’ve put focus lyrics 🙄

↳ yn.ln girl NOW u tell me

↳ user8 FOCUS IT ON MEEE

↳ user5 U KEEP ME ON IT BABEE

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yn.ln me discretely saving every photo of charlie from then premier 😶

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iamcharliebushnell GET THAT 0.5 OUT OF HERE

↳ yn.ln i think you look great 🩷

user3 yn knows what the fans want

dior.n.goodjohn so u put a photo of HIM on ur insta post but not us at the premiere? I see how it is 😤

↳ yn.ln NO NO NO NEXT POST I SWEAR

↳ iamcharliebushnell the passive aggressiveness?!

user1 why is the 0.5 actually real cute

↳ yn.ln @iamcharliebushnell see!!

leahsavajeffries omg ur nails r so cute 🤭

↳ yn.ln omg thanks pooks 🤭🤭🤭

user2 your SO REAL for that caption, we all are

↳ user4 *you’re

walker.scobell i love how u take a pic of him casually betraying me ! ☺️

↳ yn.ln dw i got one of u too

↳ aryansimhadri OMG SEND IT PLSPLSPLS

user5 he looks so good 🤩

↳ user6 girl why dont u send that on his acc, this is yns acc no need to talk ab charlie

↳ user5 BRO THEY’RE DATING? SHE POSTED HIM?

↳ user6 people just cant seem to talk about women without bringing up a man

↳ user5 HELLO?!?!

↳ user7 LMFAO

↳ user8 why do they kinda have a point 🤨

↳ yn.ln omg this drama is crazyyy

tag list: @lostinhisworld @lizziesfirstwife @auttumnsayshi @silkenthusiasts @taygrls @kidkrowk @kanojous @niktwazny303 @m00ng4z3r @highfidelities @b0ok-lover @vamplyle @xyzstar @urmomsgirlfriend1 @alexandria-millie

#charlie bushnell x reader #luke castellan x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #social media au #smau #aesthetic #charlie bushnell #in the know #x reader

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bth3cowboi · 23 days

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snoop the bells, cs55xreader

part 1 part 2

masterlist

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

summary: Sometimes marriage is the result you get by mixing two long term partners, devotion and a love for a Snoopy plushie.

format: social media au

a/n: some spanish translations at the end! hope you enjoy

( twitter )

( instagram )

ynraces 3h

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ynraces C&Y 25’ ❤️🪐 Ready to start a new journey with you, my beautiful boy and husband. Can’t wait to see what life bring us from now on, I love you.

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user1 OMGGGG

user2 THE ROYAL WEDDING

carlossainzoficial Hermosos mis hijos

carlossainz55 Gracias papá ❤️

ynraces 🥹❤️

user4 wow this is beautiful I cant

user5 PAPA SAINZ🥹🥹

lewishamilton Congratulations guys🫶 Wishing you the best

ynraces Thank you Lew! Thanks for coming too

user6 LEWIS WAS THERE? WHO ELSE??

carlossainz55 Te amo😍

ynraces I love you too my bambi

charles_leclerc How do you even find a snoopy for this?

charles_leclerc Also congrats on the wedding

ynraces snoopy and WOODSTOCK

carlossainz55 She has a pinterest board for every snoopy situation

ynraces babe I got that ring and RAN to my romantic board

charles_leclerc Wow you have one for everytime you crash or lose the car?😂

ynraces yes😳 its in between my “snoopy charles getting FUCKED by ferrari” board and my “snoopy charles loses in his home gp” board!!

landonorris DAMNNN

landonorris She ate you up 🫵🫣🤣

ynraces I also have “snoopy lando norris getting his first win” but its empty

charles_leclerc HAHAHAHA

landonorris :(

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 My perfect wife, my perfect girl. La mujer más guapa y especial que he podido conocer. I can’t imagine what life would be without you by my side so I will make sure to do everything right so you can stay with me forever. ❤️ I will always cherish this day, thank you.

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user1 wow my parents🥺🥺

landonorris 🫶🫶 Love you guys

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user2 ay the getting ready pic😭😭 im crying

user3 they just love each other too much your honor!!

sebastianvettel So happy for you! Congrats😊

ynraces thanks seb youre the best i miss you come back thank you again

user4 I get it girl I miss seb too💔

fernandoalo_oficial Vamos chicos💪 Felicidades

ynraces Mi puto padre💪💪

carlossainz55 Gracias!!

ynraces I know I want to stay with you forever, thank you for making me the happiest and luckiest girl! Sharing life with you is enough to keep me content, can’t ask for more:)

carlossainz55 Wow I love you

user5 Im sorry I cried

user6 yn being this serious and romantic just killed me

georgerussel63 👏👏❤️

landonorris

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landonorris Mr & Mrs Sainz wedding was kinda fire🔥🔥🔥

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user1 FERNANDO?? GEORGE?

user2 ehmmm have you seen CHARLES?

user3 How much alcohol was ingested omg

ynraces too much and yet not enough!!

user3 omg!!! girl CONGRATS!! I LOVE YOUR HUSBAND AND YOUR BABYYY

ynraces thank you thank you my babys the best (sometimes the husband too)

user4 thank you lando🙏 this is what i want to see

user5 Lando said f your wife, first pic is your father and us

landonorris I HAD TO PUT ME FIRST

carlossainz55 Thought this was jpg material🤔

landonorris Naaa my besties deserve to be on the main

charles_leclerc Well it should be, because I don’t remember that last photo

landonorris Oh those aren’t even your worsts… I’ve seen things

ynraces Send them ASAP I want to remember some things

carlossainz55 Send the red bull one

scuderiaferrari Should we get worried?🤔

charles_leclerc 😐😐

ynraces LOLLLLLLL U ARE GETTING DEMOTED 😹 🫵

charles_leclerc I wish the worst to that plushie of yours, I hope he gets lost

ynraces I pray you never win another GP in your life and you bring shame to every team you race for in the next ten years

ynraces Also his name is Baby Snoopy have some respect

carlossainz55 Ok that’s enough baby😘

ynraces k bbygirl😍🩷

user6 ☝️☝️That escalated quickly

user7 nah they know damn well to not mess with the dog

user8 this is lovely😭 and the kiss… wishing them and baby Snoopy the best!

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translations: (in order of appearance)

Hermosos mis hijos: My beautiful kids.

La mujer más guapa y especial que he podido conocer: The most special and beautiful woman that I have ever met.

Vamos chicos. Felicidades: Let’s go guys. Congratulations!

Mi puto padre: My fucking father (Direct translation of a Spanish joke! They call Alonso father in sign of respect lol)

a/n: A lot of people wanted more Snoopy! So here it is!!!! If you want to read more don’t be shy and send me asks with requests! I will be working on them when I’m not too busy with college stuff<3

#f1 #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 smau #f1 imagine #cs55 x reader #carlos sainz #carlos sainz x reader #cs55 #snoopycarlos

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toniiswrld · 2 months

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anton “i can’t stop kissing you” lee

I’M LITERALLY GOING CRAZY OVER THIS LIKE IMAGINE ANTON WHO JUST CAN’T STOP KISSING YOUUUU

more like me who cant stop kissing anton… HE’S JUST SO KISSABLE GRRRRGRRGGR

this is so cute… like i just know he’s a true lover boy and he’d be so whipped. he always wants to be on you in some way, and he lovesss to kiss you so it was just the best way to get his daily dose affection

imagine he has your face in his hands, kissing you all over until you’re both giggling and he’s giving you little pecks on your lips in between laughs.

imagine sitting on his lap while his hands are wrapped around your waist, your hands in his hair while he kisses you hungrily, never letting his mouth leave yours even when he takes a moment to breathe. if you pulled away, he’d chase your lips with his, along with moving his hand to your chin to pull you back in.

imagine being in the kitchen with anton, baking cookies and you had gotten some batter stuck on the side of your mouth after you two scooped some excess batter off the spoon. he wouldn’t even tell you that it was there, he would just lean into you with his hand resting on the side of your face while he kisses you, licking up the batter when he slid his tongue into your mouth.

imagine you were rambling about a tv show you were watching, and he just couldn’t focus on what you were saying because his eyes were so focused on your mouth. they were so soft, and you had on a cute shade of lipgloss that he wanted to kiss off of you so bad. so mid sentence, he’d just start trailing soft kisses from your shoulder to your collarbone, then to your neck, then to your jaw, and then your lips. your words slowly fading from your brain as his lips get higher and higher, and then swallowed up completely as he presses his lips on yours.

kept this one kind of cute, cuz i love this boy real bad and i just wanna smooch him all over until his lips are swollen. like look at those lips,,, so perfect 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻

send a riize member + hc or kink

#riize smut #riize x reader #anton smut #riize hard thoughts #riize hard hours #anton hard hours #anton x reader #anton hard thoughts #anton fluff #toniiswrld #toniiswrld 💌

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ctrlchar · 3 months

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Could you do jake’s reaction to you getting nipple piercing please? x (can be whatever you want <3)

jakexgf getting nipples pierced

a/n:thank you for the request! I decided to add a little smut at the end as well 🤭

jake had been out and about with his friends leaving you in the house to your own devices. that being said an idea popped up into your head.

you’d always wanted to get your nipples pierced,knowing how good jake looked with his. that being said you text jake asking him when he’ll be home to which he replied

jakey<3:i should be getting back within the next hour or so what’s up?

you:oh nothing just wondering😊

jakey<3:right….🤨

jakey<3:i’ll see u when i get home babe

after your exchange you go into your closet finding a tight fitting shirt that shows your nipples poking through the thin fabric.

you change into some of jake’s sweatpants before you get into your car and drive to the nearest piercing shop.

you drive about five minutes until you reach your destination. you get out the car grabbing your purse before entering the shop

you walked up the the piercer at the front desk telling her you wanted to get both of your nipples pierced.

after you had paid you laid down on the table as she stuck the needle through your perky nipple and then through the other.

the pain wasn’t as bad as you had expected,the piercer then put on a silver barbell before getting up and walking towards the front desk where you paid and tipped her.

you grabbed your belongings before heading out to your car to show jake your freshly pierced nipples

hoping he wasn’t around his friends,you sent him a photo of you in your almost skin tight shirt,two barbells seen through the material

you could almost hear the shock through the screen as jake texts you back in an instant

you: *one attachment*

jakey<3:are you shitting me rn

jakey<3:did a guy do it?

jakey<3:i’ll beat his ass

jakey<3:send me another one

you:no baby it was a girl

you: same one i’ve went to for all my piercings

you:and give me one minute i’ll send you another

you laugh at his reaction through the screen,his attitude going from pissed to wanting you to send him another photo

you pull out of the parking lot and into an empty one. you carefully pull up your shirt,trying to not irritate the fresh piercing

you take a photo of your bare breasts and send them to jake

seconds later your phone buzzes and it shows jake calling you.

you quickly pick up the phone and put him on speaker before setting the phone down on the dash

you can hear other cars in the background therefore assuming he’s already in his car headed back home

“i’m so hard right now” he says making you giggle at his bluntness

“are you headed home?” you question as you fix your shirt back over your tits. judging by the acceleration of the gas you tell him “that’s not you’re car is it? you sound like one of those assholes who rev their engine up all the time ” you joke eliciting a chuckle from jake

“what can i say babe,it’s not my fault your tits look that good over the phone,can’t even imagine now good they’ll look in person” he says his hand on the wheel the other attempting to fix the tent in his jeans by adjusting his pants

you pull out the empty driveway deciding to head home yourself so you don’t make jake wait too long “yeah well remember you cant touch them yet we have to wait for them to heal” to which he groans “i know i know, I get it…i can still fuck em’ though right?” he pleas as he turns onto his street

“hmm” you say pretending to think as you drive “i’ll consider it”

jake lets out a fake sigh before informing you he’s almost home,with you doing the same. you tell him bye and that you’ll see him in a minute.

you pull into the driveway,your car right behind his. you park the car grabbing your stuff before heading into the house to be greeted by jake sitting on the couch the large erection still in his pants despite him trying to hide it

he shoots up from the couch,begging you like a child “lemme see lemme see” he begs staring at the metal through the fabric

“geez jake nice to see you too” you say lifting up your shirt “yeah yeah yeah” he mumbles completely enthralled with your breasts. he begins to grope them avoiding your nipple not wanting to cause you any discomfort

“fuck” he mumbles under his breath “these are gonna be the hardest couple months of my life”

“can i fuck em’ please” he begs his voice needier then before.

“fine” you say “can we at least get to the bed first?” to which he nods eagerly,grabbing your hand and guiding you to your bedroom.

he laid you on the bed as he quickly made use of his hands by taking off his jeans,leaving him in his shirt and boxers. he got onto your lap before taking his hard cock out of his boxers.

you held your tits closer together as he slid right in between them. you made sure you could see the piercing in between your fingers. which was evident to jake as he kept alternating his eyes from the piercing to you back to the piercing

“your so hot mama” he moans out as he fucks in between your tits. he places on of his hands on the back of your head for support as he continues his movements

you see the tip of his cock disappearing between them with each thrust of his hips,especially now,his thrusts getting sloppier as he feels close

“gonna cum” he groans out as he begins to slightly grip your hair eliciting a soft moan from you. you could practically feel his cock twitching from between your tits

and just like that he came,all over your chest right above your tits,some of it going in between them as he fucked himself through his orgasm which was the absolute hottest thing to him.

he then pulled himself up and back into his boxers. he gathered up some of his cum onto his finger before putting it up to your mouth to which you open. you begin to lick a stripe up his fingers,slowly sucking on them in the process.

he slides off your sweatpants,which were actually his, and with his free hand he takes his other out of your mouth and slowly slides it into you

“gonna make you feel good now okay baby?”

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drchucktingle · 1 year

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favorite author i have never read

hey there buckaroos thank you for all the DEEP DISCUSSIONS we are having a great time here on tumblr. thought today i could make a post that is slightly more difficult its not all sunshine days ahead and requires a little introspection. LOOK AT US we have all arrived here together through trust and love and i think we can keep this going. chuck made this post on other platforms years ago and i think it was said very well then and led to some good discussion, so i am going to repost here. okay lets go deep bud here we go:

i would like to spend moment today talking about common joke i hear online (and even too my face at conventions). this is jokerman way i hear ALL the dang time: 'chuck tingle is my favorite author i have never read' or less jokerman way but of ‘i have never read his books but i love chuck tingle'.

first of all, THANK YOU buds. this is not way of call out post to make you feel bad, i appreciate your way and understand you are trying to support. this is not attack on your message and from bottom of chucks heart THANK YOU.

BUT i have to say something about this. please consider what you are saying when you post this. would you send this as message to STEPHEN KING or NEIL GAIMAN or NK JEMISIN? i doubt this. it would seem VERY RUDE to message other authors. just imagine trotting up to a writer and saying ‘i would NEVER read your books haha’ but it is sent to chuck all the dang time.

obvious reason buds say it to chuck is that i am queer author with a unique way. yes i write in realm of wild fantasy and erotic pairings, but by saying ‘i have never read chuck BUT' you are really saying 'i am posting my support of this but PLEASE DONT THINK I AM REALLY INTERESTED IN THIS PERSONALLY.' there are similar distasteful jokes that i will not repeat involving saying 'no bud on bud pounds' after a sentence that works in similar way.

is sexual art really that bad? is queer art really that embarrassing? is unusual outsider art really that funny?

it is one thing if your preferred pound is not one of chucks tinglers, that is TOTALLY FINE BUD, but if you are an adult i would say 'is it REALLY that scary to read a book about a way of sex that is not yours? is it that difficult to think that something that seems silly to you could actually MOVE YOU in an important way? do you HAVE to disconnect yourself from lgtbqia art with a 'but i don't read this myself?'

keep in mind, there are gay tinglers, there are asexual tinglers, there are trans tinglers, there are select your own timeline tinglers, there are horror tinglers. TINGLERS FOR EVERY TASTE. the thing that buds are often REALLY saying with ‘favorite author i have never read’ is ‘this is WEIRD and dont be confused because im NOT WEIRD IM COOL DONT THINK I ACTUALLY LIKE THIS’. funny enough even the proudly fun and wild and unique buckaroos will STILL say this line, maybe without taking time to think of what it means or how rude it is?

WHY would you never read a chuck book? because my way is queer? because it is neurodivergent? even if that is not there reason or even if YOUR ARE ALSO PERSONALLY QUEER AND NEURODIVERGENT TOO, think about what the joke is IMPLYING.

is sincerely enjoying something thats kind of unusual that difficult? do we really have to slather it in irony and ‘so bad its good?’ before reposting?

in closing as man name of chuck i will say you can still make this joke if you want buckaroos i know you are just having a good time proving love in your own way. i am not upset with you bud and i appreciate your support in any way you give it. there are some buckaroos who just CANT AFFORD tinglers and that is an important way i understand as well. obviously this conversation does not apply to those buds. but for the rest of us trotting along, MAYBE think about what you are really saying with this jokerman way first, and MAYBE try cracking open a tingler because you might be surprised. its not that scary bud. thank you for listening

being sincere is VERY COOL and VERY PUNK ROCK. i encourage all buckaroos out there to give it a try.

LOVE IS REAL

#chuck tingle #tingleverse #art theory #queer #lgbtqia #outsider art #neurodivergent #autism #irony #sincerity #love is real #favorite author i have never read

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dollya-robinprotector · 29 days

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honestly the slutty church outfits are kinda unsexy, you cant just put a cross on it and expect my priest kink to activate. you want to get in on priest and nun kink they sort of have to look like priests and nuns right? that shit is just lingerie man. im not saying its impossible to make a slutty priest/nun outfit im saying it just isnt done like that. but if anyone would have religious lingerie i guess it would be the dol church :/ still kinda disappointed and will probably imagine your designs over the ingame ones though

Wow, it's like I was sleep-walking and sending this to myself! Anon, you totally get me! :0000000000

Honestly, I think this might just be our preference. I, too, did not like those costumes. All I want is for at least you can still see that they're priest and nuns, not just some see-through clothes with crosses on it '''Ư _ Ư) At this rate I'm more looking forward to "proper" priest and nun clothes than kinky ones.

To me, what's appealing the most about religious kink is a feeling of secrecy and seriousness that cannot be tainted, especially for a priest. The more they cover the more I want to take it off, to defile it, that's why I said I can foam my mouth with just a default priest costume hhrrngghhh- Nun habit or dress can be modified in various ways, I love to do it, but priest robe or vestment can just stay the way they are. Ultimately I will always add more fabric to them than necessary lol.

Even that dress I drew for Kariya, you can't possibly call it a nun dress anymore. But hey, at least it's pretty, and it suits my taste XD

#I'm pretty fond of those clothes I made for Kariya and Nyan but I won't be drawing them too often cuz they're more to draw than I would like #instead they would dress like this for Temple-related contents #dollya ask #dol pc #dollya art #dol #degrees of lewdity #religious kink #dol fanart #Lya the Blossom #Kariya the Alter Ego #Lyah the Emancipated #“Nyan”

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heres a silly thought for you mochi

the students of nrc decide to take a beach day any relax for once. there are people being buried in the sand, some are sun bathing, sandcastles are being built, the works. now some people (yuu) decide to float around in the water (imagine one of those popsicle floaties people lie on) but because this is nrc, nobody gets a break. theres a rip current that pulls yuu FAR out into the water. being the smart person they are they send a message to a groupchat with a pic of them on the floatie, in the middle of nowhere captioned “i think its a bad time to mention i cant swim”

thank you for coming to my ted talk

MWAH 💋

~💋 anon

No one knows if they should be thankful or scared that the Leech twins are very ready and willing to go help Yuu in the middle of the ocean. Far, far away. With no one else to help.

They might want to keep Yuu on the phone to make sure that the twins don't get them into more trouble. The twins are offended!

How dare! They were just going to take them to the other side of the beach so they can sneak away and monopolize Yuu's time!

#mochi asks #twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #💋 anon

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auras-moonstone · 8 months

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hi i cant tell u how excited i am everytime i get your notifications 😭😭 also i know if i send a rec you'll do an amazing job so i'm requesting one rn i hope u like it!

barista y/n and ethan landry who are coworkers after class, they're always teasing eachother and there is some (light) flirting

y/n hasn't realized yet how attractive he is, until he passes behind her grabbing her waist to get on the other side of the counter to get an order.

it's not rlly a plot but GOD i'm imagining ethan in his tight little polo shirt and the apron around his waist, his front curls w a little bit of sweat onto them while he makes coffee..... i'm so weak 😭

thank you so much😭🥺 i was so excited to write this! love the concept so so much. hope you like it 🫶🏻

glitch — ethan landry

word count: 1,747

pairing: barista!ethan landry x barista!fem!reader

summary: ethan has a crush on his co-worker, and she doesn’t reciprocate that crush until one touch changes everything.

warnings: a bit suggestive, but no smut

TRUTH WAS, ETHAN HAD BEEN SIMPING HARD FOR Y/N SINCE HIS VERY FIRST DAY OF WORK. How could he not when she had that graceful smile on her face that made every customer weak in the knees? Ethan clearly wasn’t not the exception, he could work-ship the ground she walked on. But the attraction was very much one-sided.

It wasn’t that he was invisible to her, but she just didn’t see him the way he wanted to. They did flirt a bit, but while he did it with the intention of making her notice him in a romantic way, she only did it for fun, there weren’t any second intentions involved. Besides, Ethan had to watch every day the way boys would hit on her and asked for her number and how she wrote it in the palm of their hands. It broke his heart knowing she would never see him in another light.

“How many times did you have to write your number in someone’s hands today?” Ethan asked faking a laugh as they closed the cafe.

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully “Today was a chill one, so not much.”

“Have you ever gone on a date with any those guys?” he asked curiously. She never talked about going on dates, or never mentioned she was seeing or texting someone.

Y/N looked at him with surprise eyes. “Eth, please tell me you don’t believe I actually hand in my number that easily.”

“Wait what?”

The girl laughed, and punch him in the arm lightly. “You do think that! God, Ethan. I give them fake numbers. I don’t want random people texting me.”

“Can’t you just say no?” Ethan asked confused.

“I don’t want them to feel bad.” she shrugged.

“So you give them fake numbers and make some strangers let them know the pretty barista gave them a fake number?” Ethan asked incredulously.

Y/N grimaced “Okay, that sounds bad too, but I least I don’t have to see their rejected faces and they don’t get turned down in public.”

Ethan laughed, and the pressure on his chest evaporated. Was it crazy that he felt relieved by this new information? A bit. “So that means that I shouldn’t bother to ask for your number?” he acted disappointed.

Y/N chuckled. “Econ geniuses are my weakness, so I would never give you a fake number.”

Ethan blushed and shoved her “Shut up! I’m not an Econ genius.”

“Anyone who passes that dreadful class is a genius in my eyes” she said, shoving him back. “Let me give you my number, but don’t ghost me, okay?”

“I would never.”

“Good, cause you’d break my heart.” she joked, writing down her real number on his palm. Her hand felt so good on his, Ethan wished she would never let go. “There you go. Text me, we should hang out outside of work.”

“Really?” Ethan’s eyes shone and his heart started doing cartwheels.

“Of course, Eth. I actually like being around you” she smiled softly. Ethan would definitely mark that day as the best day of his life. “I can set you up with someone and we can go on a double date!” his face fell. So much for hoping. “Or, we can do something just the two of us. Now that I think about it, we don’t actually know much about the other. What a fake friendship we have.”

Friendship. That’s all he was ever going to have with her, and he needed to come in terms with it. Y/N was amazing, and he should be lucky to have her around, even if it was just as a friend.

Although, on a wednesday morning, the turning point happened. The university’s cafe was completely packed, and so they had to work ten times faster than usual. Stress filled the air of the small shop.

“Ugh, stupid machine! You had to choose this day to work like shit?” Y/N groaned, hitting the coffee machine. The coffee poured down slowly, and knowing it was going to take ages for the cup to be filled, she took one step backwards in frustration.

Ethan, who was trying to get to the other side to deliver a drink, bumped into her. Being in a rush, he almost made her lose her balance when they collided, but he grabbed her by the waist just in time to steady her. “Sorry! Are you okay?”

Y/N wanted to say yes, but she was not okay. Not because he had hurt her, but because the feeling of his big hand on her waist left her speechless. It produced a glitch on her body, a malfunction that caused her brain to not be able to utter a single syllable. She only managed to nod before setting her eyes on the coffee machine as if it were the most interesting thing on the planet.

For the rest of the stressful shift, Y/N found herself sneaking glances towards the tall boy every time she could. She couldn’t help it, her eyes diverted on their own and every time Ethan would pass by her, her whole body tensed and yearned for one more touch.

Ethan’s electric touch had been like a bug that altered her whole system. How in the world did she not notice him like that before? The way his cute polo shirt hung to him like a second skin—giving him the look of a hot nerd that Y/N was now a complete sucker for—, the way he adorably frowned in concentration as he prepared a drink, or the way his beautiful curls sticked to his forehead because of the sweat—honestly, she had no idea sweaty men could be that attractive. That’s what Ethan Landry was. He was so fucking attractive, and now that Y/N saw it, it took her lots of self-control not to push him against the counter and kiss the hell out of him.

“Tough shift, right?” Ethan said as they cleaned the now empty cafe.

Her gaze dropped down to his arms, his biceps flexed as he cleaned the counter. He was so hot. “Yeah.”

“What’s wrong with you today? You seemed off the entire day.” he asked confused.

“Nothing, I’m just really tired.” she said casually, forcing herself to look away from him.

“God, yes. My body is about to collapse.” he groaned as he stretched his arms. The action cause his shirt to ride up, showing a bit of his lower stomach.

Y/N’s grip on the cloth tightened as she felt the heat growing between her legs. I get it, I’m an idiot for not noticing how hot he is! Stop torturing me, she said to her hormones. “Same.”

Ethan laughed. “Seriously, what’s going on? Do you feel sick? You’re flushed, your face is really red. Do you have a fever? I can finish cleaning, you can go home, or wait for me and I’ll drive you.”

And he was so fucking sweet too. She wanted to rip her heart out and give it to him. “No, I’m okay.”

But Ethan didn’t believe her, so he walked towards her and cup her cheeks, making her breath hitch. “You’re not. What are you not telling me?”

Y/N sighed, he was not going to let go. “Trust me, you don’t wanna know.”

“I wanted to know, now I need to know. Tell me.”

“I’m horny, okay?” she blurted out in an exasperated tone. “And it’s your fault!”

“W-what?” he took one step back, eyes widened.

“Yes, you put your hand on me today and I can’t just stop thinking about your long fingers on the curve of my waist. And you won’t believe half the things I’ve seen inside my head since. You have been driving me crazy the whole day”

Ethan’s mouth was dry. At first, he thought she was messing with him, but her shiny glossy doe eyes were telling him a different story. She wanted him. “Try me. No, actually, show me.”

And it was then when the cafe’s temperature raised, when lust filled the air and their bodies turned warm with need. Five seconds later, Y/N fastened herself to him with a stitch—she grabbed Ethan by the collar of his polo, and tugged him down to met her lips in one ferocious kiss. She walked him backwards until his lower back hit the edge of the counter. He moaned both in pain and excitement.

The girl sneaked her hand down his shirt and felt his toned abs, groaning in delight against his lips. “So fucking hot. I need you.”

Ethan grabbed her by the forearms to change positions and then turned Y/N around so that her back was against his front and her stomach pressed against the marble counter.

He bit her earlobe and then started dragging his wet lips down the skin of her neck, sucking on her sweet spot. His veiny rough hands slipped inside her shirt, exploring the skin of her stomach and then they settled on her waist, giving them a squeeze. “You liked this, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” she replied breathlessly, resting the back of her head on his chest.

“Isn’t this better though?” he asked huskily on her ear as he trailed his fingers upwards, cupping her breasts. “No bra? Lucky me.”

“Eth…” she moaned, clenching her thighs, desperate have him inside her.

Noticing that, Ethan used his right leg to spread her thighs apart. “Bend over the counter, love.” he commanded, raising her skirt up to her hips and unbuckling his belt. “Be a good girl and moan my name.”

When they left the cafe, they were both still flushed by the dirty and hot encounter they had. Ethan still couldn’t comprehend how the day ended—he had walked inside the cafe that morning, the idea of fucking Y/N didn’t even cross his mind because he knew he had no chance. And now he was leaving with his hand intertwined in hers.

Y/N, on the other hand, didn’t even want to think about her life before that shift, when she wasn’t at Ethan’s mercy, when she didn’t know he kissed slowly and with passion, that he was a very dirty talker, that his touch felt like heaven, that he loved being praised as much as he loved praising, that he made the hottest sounds and that even though he had been attractively rough during sex, he was a fucking sweetheart after it, making sure she wasn’t in pain and had a good time. Now, Y/N was all about Ethan Landry.

#ethan landry #ethan landry fluff #ethanlandry #ethan landry fic #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry angst #ethan landry x you #ethan landry oneshot #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry drabble #jack champion #jack champion x reader #jack champion x y/n #jack champion oneshot #jackchampion #jack champion imagine #jack champion fluff #jack champion fanfic

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mahalkheeta · 6 months

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— THROUGH THE PHONE

genre: smut; heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon

summary: what enha hyung line sends you when they're needy.

warnings: twt nsfw p0rn links, masturbation, cum, cursing.

note: these are all 18+ twitter links so if you're uncomfortable, please don't open them :"D (and !! please let me know if they actually work huhu). also, please, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

— heeseung sending you a video of him cumming to his fist.

heeseung really can't help himself. when he's needy and you aren't physically there to help him, he turns to his fist and wild imagination. he doesn't take his time, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and ridding himself of his bottoms and undergarments.

it takes less than a minute to get himself fully hard, his mind drifting off to thoughts of your small and warm hands wrapping around his cock. you'll hear him pant into his room, his hand working on his hard shaft relentlessly.

his hips are surprisingly steady, not wanting to shift the camera. he wants to give you the greatest view after all. he wants all completely soaked and needy by the time you come running to him.

it's embarrassing how quickly he feels the pleasure build in his stomach, his breath hitching as his fist instinctively tightens against his cock. airy moans start to leave his already open mouth. you don't even need to his face on camera to pocture what it looks like.

"oh, fuck–" his breath hitches, abdomen tensing as spurts of cum shoot from his tip. his fist slows down, brows furrowing as the bliss sends shudders down his spine. "a-ah, ahh," he continues to moan, knowing how much you love the sounds he makes.

he pants a few times, his head thrown back onto the wall before he eventually comes closer to the camera to stop the video. before he presses the button to stop recording, you hear him breathlessly chuckle. there's a text that follows after the video.

"if you get here in 5 minutes i'll let you lick all this off me and stuff your mouth with more, baby ;)"

— jay sends you videos of him trying to replicate your touch.

when jay is needy, he tries doing whatever he can remember you doing to him. ever since he met you, your touch has been the only thing to get him going. thus, when you're not there, the only thing he can do is copy you.

his palm rumbs up against the head of his cock. his fist is tight, focusing on the tip as his chest heaves up and down with every pant and breathless gasp.

"ah, fuck... sweetheart," jay calls out absentmindedly. he tries biting on his bottom lip, attempting to keep his voice down. if the other members heard this, he wouldn't live it down.

"fuck me," he rasps, his hips canting upwards instinctively to chase the friction of his rough palm. it's a stark contrast to your usually soft hands. the added sensation makes his toes curl and his eyes roll to the back of his skull.

his heavy breaths grow slightly in volume as the coil in his stomach threatens to snap with every movement of his palm against the increasingly sensitive skin beneath his head. he can't even speak as his orgasm hits him like a truck.

as thick ropes of his cum spill from his slit, he accidentally lets out an audible moan. his hips are permanently off of the sheets at this point, giving little thrusts into his still tight fist.

eventually, once the intensity of his orgasm passes, he pants into the room. he doesn't need to send any other message to have you rushing back home, wanting nothing more from him than to fuck you senseless.

— jake sometimes sends you the whiniest jerk off videos ever.

when you're not there to please him, jake gets horribly needy. this man was trying to do some work in the studio when his mind just so casually drifts to you, your touch, and your hands. the moment those pictures come flooding into his brain, his cock starts hardening immediately.

and when jake gets needy, he gets needy. he can't wait until he gets to the dorm. he's too impatient to start walking to the restroom, especially with a raging hard on throbbing in between his thighs. he needs to cum right here, right now.

making sure no one was in the room, he makes quick work of his cock. he fishes it out of his pants, the pre-cum already dripping across his fully hardened length.

his hand coming to fisg his cock already has him gasping into the empty studio. he's so needy that his usually breathless moans turn into full on whimpers.

"shit, angel," jake whimpers, his accent thick through the phone as he continues to fuck his fist onto his leaking cock. the sound alone has you dripping in your panties.

"wish you were here," he whines, throwing his head back against the headrest of the chair. "wish you were the one jerking me off right now... ah!"

his free hand comes to grip the black hoodie he chose to wear, needing something to hround him from the pressure that was steadily, and intensely building in his stomach.

jake does not have the near coherence to speak when he reaches his high. in fact, he's shaking. his entire body trembles as his fist tightens around the base of his cock, unmoving due to the sensitivity coursing through every fiber of his being.

you can clearly see the veins in his other arm as he grips his hoodie. you can see the way his cock shakes in his hold as pearly drops of come spill from his tip.

"god..." he pants, eyes still shut and brows still knitted together. "you gotta get here, baby. need to actually cum to your hand. please."

— sunghoon sends you quiet videos of him cumming to his pretty fingers wrapped around his near perfect cock.

sunghoon's videos focus more on his pretty hands pumping his even prettier cock. it's impossible to not be soaking watching sunghoon jerk off to his wild thoughts of you.

sunghoon is sat against the head rest of his bed, his legs spread to accomodate both his hands. you wishes you were between his legs right now instead. one hand cupped his tight balls as the other furiously pumped his erect cock.

his face isn't seen in the video, and you personally think it's such a shame. hoe you loved to watch his face contort in pure bliss, his jaw dropping and his eyes stating down at his length as his thick brows pull together to form a face of ecstasy and pleasure.

the sounds however, do make up for the lack of his face. although he's more focused on trying to picture your hand instead of his more than anything, you'll hear the airy moans he lets slip, the small groans he simply can't hold back as his fist occasionally focuses on the tip of his shaft.

"ah... aha!" he pants out repeatedly into the empty room. he shifts a bit, angling his hips closer to the camera so you can see just how hard he is.

"this is because of you." sunghoon hisses a bit as he feels his high approaching alarmingly quick. "so fuckin' hard for you... ah, shit."

his words are quickly cut off with a quiet groan as cum starts to leak profusely from his tip. his hand rides him through his high, hushed curses and grunts leaving his already parted mouth.

despite all this however, the man is still hard. not even seconds after the video sends, sunghoon has already added another message to his attachment.

"i'm still hard and it's your fault. come here and fix it."

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judeswhore · 1 year

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dreaming ‘bout you; jude bellingham

summary: jude cant help but find your over active imagination adorable even if it does leave him in your bad books

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

requested: yes

notes: you can find my masterlist here.

you poked your finger into jude's ribs, once lightly and the second time a little harder, glaring down at his sleeping form. his arm had slipped around your waist when you'd twisted and sat up, settled now in your lap and you pushed it off you with a soft huff. again your finger pushed into the bare skin of his side and he finally squirmed, his dark brows drawing together in a harsh frown, face contorting into a tired grimace.

"jude." you hissed his name with another jab and he wriggled away, threw one arm over his eyes while he swatted you away with the other.

"stop it."

"wake up."

"what're you-" he grumbled when you tugged his pillow out from under his head and he fell flat on to the mattress. "babe, seriously what the fuck?" he finally managed to pry his eyes open, narrowed them in your direction before pushing up on to his elbows. he glanced at his watch, left on the bedside table before groaning again, pulling his pillow back from you only to smush it over his face. "have you seen the time?"

"you cheated on me." your words were muttered low in the dark room but you knew jude had heard you when his entire body went stiff. he was silent for a second before poking his head out from behind the pillow, complete confusion and bewilderment mixed with his sleepy expression. usually the half asleep look and the groggy voice would have you melting, pushing into his body so he could wrap his arms around you and kiss your head. but not now, not when the images of those same arms wrapped around someone else were so fresh in your mind.

"i did what?"

"you cheated on me."

"what?" your words had rattled the sleep completely from him and you watched as he pushed into a sitting position, the pillow falling back into place. his eyes tracked your face as though something in your expression would give any indication that you were joking. "what are you talking about? i haven't cheated on you." jude rubbed the heel of his palm into his eye as your frown slowly slipped into an over dramatic pout.

"in my dream. you were away and i kept getting all these messages and-"

"your dream?" he cut you off with a shake of his head, his chin dropping down a little as he stared at you in bewilderment. it was a little after four a.m, the sky still dark out, not a single sound coming in from the street below and here you were, prodding him awake because he'd cheated in your dream.

"yes. everyone kept sending me pictures and videos of you with some girl in a club. she was all over you and you kept grabbing at her. you kissed her forehead!" jude raised his eyebrows and rolled his lips inward in an attempt to keep the laughter bay but his amusement was quickly overriding his previous confusion. the betrayal in your voice over the forehead kiss admittedly caused a slight pull in his chest because forehead kisses were your thing, he kissed you there constantly, left his lips lingering for moments at a time as his silent way of saying he loved you. he understood why that might have annoyed you most. but still it was a dream and he couldn't quite believe you were actually upset with him.

"i did this in your dream?"

"yes."

"and you're annoyed at me? because of something i did in your dream?"

"yes, keep up.” you were still half glaring at him, the slight upward curve of his lips adding to your momentary annoyance. of course it was ridiculous, you had no reason to actually be upset with jude because he hadn’t actually cheated but you couldn’t help what your brain made you think about in your sleep. you also couldn’t help the nauseous twist in your stomach and the tug in your chest that wouldn’t go away every time you thought about jude’s hands on someone else.

“but i didn’t actually do anything. you can’t be mad at me for something dream me did. what if i got mad at dream you for stealing the last of my cookies?” he was trying to joke but it only pulled a bigger pout from you, your fingers prodding into his side again.

“that’s different. you were practically fucking her in front of everyone.” jude groaned low in his throat and flopped back on the bed, his arm once again falling over his face. he kicked your leg with his foot beneath the duvet.

“i wasn’t! i can’t believe you’re pouting over this.”

“m’not pouting.” he threw you a glance and lifted his hand to poke at your lips, his fingers playfully shoving your cheek.

“that right there is a pout, sweetheart. and you’re glaring at me like you’re tryna explode my head. it wasn’t real.” with a grimace you shoved his hand out of the way and jude gave a little grin, his attempt at hiding his amusement futile. his fingers wrapped around your wrist and he tugged, pulled your body towards his. “stop giving me that look and c’mere.”

despite the lingering jealousy that was still settled inside of you you let him draw you into him, pulling until you were settled into his side, your arm against his chest to keep you propped up. jude was leant back against his pillow, his own body half propped up and he pressed one hand against your lower back, his other resting on his elbow so he could cup your cheek. he brushed a soothing thumb beneath your eye.

“if you keep glaring at me like that your face will get stuck.”

“i can’t believe you kissed her forehead.”

“i can’t believe you’ve got your knickers in a twist over a dream.” jude was smirking, his lips tilting further and further into a grin, nose scrunching when he gave a light laugh. he lifted to press a kiss to your mouth. “you’re an idiot.”

“it’s not funny!”

“you’re cute when you’re angry and being ridiculous.”

“it could definitely happen. y’know how many girls would throw themselves at you if you were in a club?”

“i dunno? a lot.” you narrowed your eyes, flicked beneath his chin but he only laughed, a tired sort of giggle that managed to make your tummy flutter. he took ahold of your hand and held it firmly against his chest to avoid any more of your quick jabs. “why’s it matter? i never even think about entertaining other girls whether they throw themselves at me or not. and i didn’t actually cheat why are you being mean?”

“because i’m mad.” you let your head drop, face pressed flat into against jude’s chest so you could hide away from his gaze. he was warm and still smelled of soap and his body shifted against yours, his hand slipping a little further up your back, fingers teasing as they inched your top up higher. “forehead kisses are my thing. how am i supposed to let you kiss me now without thinking of her?”

“i forget my dreams all the time, maybe if you’d gone back to sleep instead of trying to beat me up you would have forgotten about it by tomorrow.”

“god, i’m gonna feel sick whenever you’re near me.”

“you’re so fuckin’ dramatic y’know that? it’s a shock to me that you weren’t a drama kid.” jude tugged lightly on your earlobe, tickled his fingers over your side until you squirmed against him.

“least i’m not a cheater.”

“ridiculous, you’re honestly ridiculous.” he was mumbling under his breath and with quick movements he’d flipped the two of you, your back landing on the mattress as he hovered over you. “have a guess how many weird dreams i’ve had about you, i don’t start accusing you of anything.” soft lips found the tender skin of your throat, hot and teasing as they skirted your pulse, teeth nipping lightly. “what am i gonna have to do to say sorry that dream me is a whore?”

“you can stop making fun of me.”

“awe baby,” jude kissed over your jaw, bumped his nose against yours with that heartbreaking grin. he pecked your mouth. “s’not my fault my girl is all jealous and dramatic.”

“my jealously is reasonable.”

“you’re jealous over someone you made up, doesn’t sound very reasonable to me.” with both elbows settled by your head he was pressed completely against your body, warm and heavy and comforting and you didn’t miss the subtle press of his hips to yours. he pressed another fleeting kiss to your lips and urged one of your legs up and around his waist. “i promise not to sleep with any girls in clubs or give them forehead kisses.” the tilt to his mouth and the lilt in his voice was a clear indication he was still teasing you and in response you rolled your eyes, turned your head to avoid his next kiss.

“you’re not funny.”

“i’m a little funny. maybe that’s why i was so popular in your dream, you made me too perfect.”

“are you seriously defending your slutty self right now?”

“you know i would never.” jude rolled his hips forward again, eyes sparking with mischief, growing just slightly darker when the sound of your hitched breath met his ears. “why don’t you let me say sorry hmm? remind you that i’m all yours?” he kissed you soft and slow, his mouth hot and sinful, just desperate enough to tug a low moan from your chest. “gonna give that brain of yours something new to dream about.”

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Yandere! Teacher x Reader

♡Yan!Teacher x GN Reader♡

Pt 2

Tw: age-gap, slight nsfw, pervy behavior, stalking, obsessive behavior

Make sure to check out Pt 1!

I gaze out onto the school courtyard from my classroom window as students scramble to get to their next class period. Red and orange leaves fall silently to the ground and collect in piles amongst the feet of the students. Some of them in a hurry while others take their time. You, being one of the punctual students.

At this point, it was routine.

Watching you as you hurry past the rest of the student body to get to your 4th period class early. My class. I like to think its because you're so eager to see me. As eager as I am to see you.

I sit in my chair, arms crossed, keeping a watchful eye until you were completely out of sight. I relax my shoulders and let them fall as a sigh escapes my lips.

I never feel at ease anymore. Time slows, minutes turn into hours until I was in your presence. Until I could smell your perfume/ cologne when you swept past my desk to take a seat. Just so I could hear your sweet voice say my name when you greeted me "Good morning Mr. Roth".

You were always so sweet to me. Showing up to my class early, asking if I need help around the classroom, always turning in your homework on time if not way before the due date. Always such a good little student, almost as if you're trying to impress me. Sometimes I cant tell if this is real or not.

Days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months and my thoughts turn ever increasingly centric of you

I find myself over thinking. Anxiety filled thoughts that leave me tossing and turning in my big empty bed, only to wish you were there with me, to sooth me.

What if you didn't reciprocate my feelings? How would you react when I inevitably opened my heart to you. Would you be repulsed by me? These thoughts fill my head, stretching the nights thin.

On especially bad nights, I've gotten into a habit of taking sleep medication. No method of self soothing could ease my mind.

Which led me here, too much sleep in my system from popping a pill at 6:30 pm since I couldn't rid the burning image of your face from my mind.

As I was lost in thought staring at my desk, light foot steps sounded from the hallway, headed toward my room. My eyes snap to the door in hopes that is was you.

You enter the class room with a smile already plastered on your face. My heart starts to beat faster at the sight. I send you a quick smile back as you begin to greet me.

"Hi Mr. Roth! How has your morning been so far?"

God. If only you knew.

If it were even possible, my cheeks start to burn harder as I listen to my name slide out of your mouth so elegantly.

"My morning just got better Mx (y/ I/n)." I smirk at you.

"Oh stop it" you giggled as you walked to your desk to take a seat.

And just like that, all the worry washed away from my body.

"How was your night last night (y/n)" I try to keep the conversation flowing for as long as I could.

I tried to pay attention to you. I really did. Every word that poured out of your mouth was like a symphony. It's just as my gaze wondered from your eyes, down to you moving lips, i couldn't help myself.

I couldn't help but imagine how those delicate lips would feel around me. How those innocent eyes would look as they were all glossed over with tears as a pout sat perfectly on your face. All for me to ruin.

I nodded my head and let out affirmative words to not raise anysuspicions from you that I wasn't paying full attention.

I was pulled from my thoughts as I heard chatter amongst students in my classroom. I sucked in a sharp breath and hesitantly removed my eyes from you. Sometimes when I'm with you, it feels as if the the whole world fades away. As if I'm not stuck in my career as an English teacher, having to teach a class full of students who I couldn't care less about.

I wish it were just the two of us. A fantasy that I catch myself day dreaming about frequently. To have you secluded from society and the only source of outside information being me. To have you completely dependent on me. I wouldn't have to deal with sharing you with other people, or get distracted from you.

The dismissal bell rang and everyone rose from their seats and made their way to the door. You gathered your notebooks and pencil and shoved them into your backpack.

You and I made eye contact. It was only brief but it felt like a life time to me. Naturally, I was already staring at you to begin with. You seemed to notice this.

"See you tomorrow Mx. (Y/I/n)" | said softly.

You gave a beaming smile that I swear made my heart skip a few beats.

I never let my eyes leave your form until you were out of view. I propped my head up with my hand on my desk and breathed out raspy a sigh. I stared at my computer as my mind raced with the thought of you.

Then a horrible thought came to mind.

I hurriedly opened my browser and clicked open a new tab. A smirk started to tug at my lips as I navigated through the teacher access center. Why haven't I thought of doing this before?

I typed in your name and found your school profile. Everything I could have ever needed lay right at my fingertips. I smile deviously at the glowing screen of the laptop. I pull out a sticky note and a pen and jotted down the information I needed.

The day dragged on for what seemed like ages. Then, the final bell rang. I gathered my things and headed out to my car, eager to get home to set my plan in motion.

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The car engine quiets down as the car comes to a complete stop.

I turned the key in the ignition to shut off the humming engine. The lights in the vehicle start to fade out as I'm left in the dark, alone with my thoughts.

Anxiety and excitement ran rampant through my veins. My fists curled tightly around the steering wheel as I took a deep breath. I can't believe I was actually going through with this.

I quietly closed the car door as I stepped out. The cold air snipped at my face, making me wince. I shoved my hands into my jacket pocket as I made my way to looming house in front of me.

AHHH thank you all so much for all the love on my first post it means a lot!!

Also, face claim for Mr. Roth: Jeffery Dean Morgan my beloved

Please feel free to give me constructive criticism on my writing so I can further improve in the future :3

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