#graon

[hillerheightsfanpage]

Hiller Heights Ships i like bc I’m devastated with the Kit/Zeon news:

Elizabeth x Lanie : they are gay as HELL bro

Caroline x Miguel (canon) : they’re very cute but a lil cringe still love them though

Mary Ellen x Z : they make fun of Willa together for sure

Zeon x Grace : yall hear me out….

#hiller heights #hh #kelli maple #hiller heights ships #idk what the ship names would be #lanbeth #uhh #miline???😭 #zellen #graon #ew no uhh let’s think here #zece??????

[banhegemonedelgard]

Trying to get those 7,000 Arena Medals from successful raids? Well you're not gonna get it from THIS asshole and his team of OP Edgelords. Specifically Medeus who's about as broken if not more than Hegemon Edelgard.

Slow Trap is the top most one.

This blog has given you the truth. Do what you will.

#nintendo #fire emblem #fire emblem: heroes #aether raids #hel #sothis #corrin #graon #edelgard #muarim #medeus

[negreabsolut]

La caldera de Santorini, des de dalt.

#Santorini #Thera #Mediterrània #mediterrani #poble #Egeu #blanc #blau #Nea Kameni #escales #graons #esglaons

[vampiricgf]

☆ BEDROOM HYMNS

ᝰ Astarion comes home from a night of hunting to find his darling lover needy and perfectly pliant to hear his idea of having another child together (repost from my old account)

f!reader, breeding, pregnancy, blood drinking, masturbation, fingering, teasing

Rain patters the roof, each droplet striking like a drop of metal against the terracotta though it’s not the only thing that robs you of sleep.

It’s been two years since the birth of your child. Two years of milestones, two years of putting all else on hold for the wonderful little girl that slep soundly just one room over. You may be horrifically biased but the two of you were lucky enough to have created what was possibly the most charming babe in all the realms. For Astarion you knew it was love at first sight.

The adoration he held for that child was next to nothing, it’s own category of madness and love. Recalling it brough the faintest whisper of a smile to your face as you turn over, groggily eyeing the glaringly vacant spot beside you in bed.

He’d gone hunting, as you both kept calling it long after no longer being in the wilds. It was just… familiar. And it kept curious little ears from asking too many questions that required as yet too complex answers. Hunting was easy to grasp and kept their shared befanged appearance from being something other than a simple trait of her fathers she was overjoyed to have. On days that ended with you feeling haggard and worse for wear he would ardently refuse to feed from you. This had been one such day.

One of many. How long had it been since you had more than a brief window to take advantage of if you wanted to indulge in each other? How long had it been since you felt your lovers teeth scrape the tender flesh of your neck, since the shivers of anticipation crawled down your spine?

Too long.

Familiar longing makes you squeeze your thighs together beneath the duvet, biting your fingers recalling previous trysts that had left you all but a puddle of water in his hands.

Gods only know how long he’ll be gone, and you know self pleasure is a quick path towards sleep.

As your mind drifts to vivid images of him your hand slips between your legs: the feel of his hair when you give it faint tugs while he languishes between your legs, the way his gaze becomes something predatory when he looks at you in a certain light and how it makes your heartbeat speed into a reckless gallop, the way his tongue feels against your skin-

Before the coil in your abdomen begins to tighten you hear it, the tell tale graon of the windowsill supporting his weight. In some faraway annoyance you remind yourself to tell him again that you have a perfectly functional front door.

For some reason you remain frozen beneath the covers, the hair on the back of your neck standing on end as you hold your breath. Even with your eyes closed you know hes there, even with lesser senses you can hear his snow soft footfalls, but even so his speed still catches you off guard. Gasping as he manuvers you onto your back, crouched over you with pupils blown so wide the crimson of his irises is barely visible.

“I take it you’ve had a good night?” you smirk, nearly preening against the feeling of his hands gripping your wrists gingerly to hold them on either side of your head.

“Hm it smells like you were having an even better one,” his voice comes out a playful whisper. Before you can react he brings one of your hands to his face, making heat blaze beneath your skin.

Your mouth falls open watching his tongue slide against the fingers that had been sliding through your own arousal not seconds before.The feeling of him taking your finger into his mouth, licking around the appendage in the most obscene way, makes your thoughts cloud and your heart pick up into it’s familiar racing tempo he conducts so effortlessly.

Your eyes follow a strand of glittering spit connecting your finger to his lips, so focused you nearly miss him speak.

“Won’t you tell your lover what was on your mind while you were touching yourself?”

Your voice cracks. “You.”

He gives a playful hmph before letting go of you, leaving your hand to fall dumbly against your sternum.

“Well, that was a given.” He leans down to press his face against the side of your neck, inhaling before pressing his lips to your feverish skin. “Any specific debauchery, though?”

You struggle for words, mentally grasping at air mid free fall as his hips press down to grind himself against you.

“Since the cats got your tongue I have proposition for you,” He breaths against your cleavage as he nuzzles his face over your heartbeat. As your breathing grows heavier he continues, making your own eyes widen as each word goes straight to your cunt.

“I think we should have another little vampling.”

It’s as if he yanks all the oxygen from the room, leaving you starved and struggling even harder, dizzy against the feeling of his erection pressing against you and the wave of emotion that threatens to overwhelm.

“Another?

“Mhm,” his tongue licks a fat stripe from between your breasts up the side of your neck.

All coherent thought has faltered for you, replaced by fractured urges as your hips buck up against him in response. You aren’t thinking about the practicality of another child, theres simply no room for it when your every sense is being crowded by each aspect of his presence above you.

Quickly the duvet is discarded, flung off your body and your nightdress hiked up to give him access to your now damp underwear. He takes full advantage, rubbing his tumb over your clothed clit and clearly enjoying the way it makes you give a little yelp, the way your legs jerk as if touched by live electricity.

“Can’t you just picture it? I know I can,” his fingers pull the thin fabric to the side, sliding easily through the mess of arousal between your folds as he whispers against your panting lips. “You looked so beautiful before, all swollen with child and milk. Radiant. Decadent.”

You’re reduced to primitive noises, speech completely failing now as he slides two fingers inside you, knuckles easily sliding past the relaxed muscles before he starts lightly scissoring them against the slick velvet of your walls. Your fingers twist against the fabric of his shirt at his back, teeth catching your bottom lip as you moan his name in choppy syllables.

Smugness and desire mingle in his expression as his lips devour yours, drinking down your noises and gasps as if you’re a fountain of the finest wine. Your hips move to grind against his hand as his thumb presses against your throbbing clit once more, keeping light, consistent pressure but no movement.

His habit of teasing always shone through.

But your impatience is infectious, and once he deems you sufficiently ready as quickly as possible his fingers withdraw and he leans back on his knees, undoing his trousers with fumbling fingers before mauvering to shimmy them off. The garment is flung into the murky depths of your bedroom floor as he cages you with one forearm, the other hand busy guiding the head of his cock through the mess between your legs before lining the head up and beginning the slow push inside.

It never fails to leave you lightheaded, no matter how many times you’ve taken him before. The way your body accommodates him so eagerly, the way he sits heavy inside you as inch by inch slots perfectly against your walls, the head of his cock brushing against the spot that turns your viscion to static the more stimulation he gives.

As if you were made for one another. You wholeheartedly believe it.

He gives you little time to adjust, rather immediately setting a deep, steady pace. His rhythm isn’t harsh or bruising, not even as he cages you with both arms now and as your uneven breathing mingles in the milimeter of space between your faces. Each pull out is deliciously slow, allowing you to feel every vein and curve before the push back has your fingers digging into his shoulder blades.

As the slick squealching fills the room, the sound of skin sticking to skin joining in some pornographic symphony, your legs come to wrap around his hips and your ankles lock behind him. Pressing lightly with your heels your urge him on, urge him to make good on his word and give you more.

He answers in kind, teeth nipping against your bottom lip as his pace picks up speed and he presses forward just enough to shift your legs even higher and give himself better access to hit deeper inside you. It makes you nearly wail, broken sounds now joining in the bedroom hymn and a particular urgency grips your body like a coil winding tight. Your breathing comes in wheezes as he presses even harder against you, cock hitting that spot that makes your toes curl and your mouth drop open in a silent wail, fingernails scraping against his back and your thigh muscles scream from the exertion of tensing so harshly.

The pressure of your cunt clenching around him in a vise grip makes choppy groans fall from his lips but his rhythm never falters as you crest the high of your orgasm, your moans taking on a higher pitch and your hips wriggling beneath his as his own keep their course driving into you again and again.

However, the barrage of mental images of you carrying yet another babe makes him devolve into a sloppy, broken pace rather quickly. It’s an urge, an ache he carries so deeply inside himself and he has to give this to you. Like a man posessed, acting on base desire his hand comes to cradle the back of your head and keep your steady as his fangs create their usual pinpricks against your neck before widening them as they find a home against your vein.

The taste of liquid metal explodes against his tongue at the same time his hips hit one final time against you before he can’t resist any longer, spilling ropes of thick, hot cum inside your greedy cunt. He can feel your equally warm blood smearing against his lips and chin as he messily laps at the side of your neck, keening like some pathetic animal as your walls massage his cock as if to take every last drop he has to give.

Wet sucking sounds and animalistic grunts replace the previous bodily meoldy, as the final, haunting notes on the decresendo of some sweeping piece. Your fingers move to tangle in the sweat damp hair at the nape of his neck, lightly caressing and encouraging him to have his fill.

You’ve always been so sweetly accommodating, it makes his fangs ache.

With a few more licks to help somewhat clean up the mess hes made of your throat, he lends back, pulling out of you with a gravelly sigh but keeping ahold of your thighs and maintaining the pushed up position of your legs.

Even with your eyes closed, impossibly heavy now from the exhaustion and afterglow, you can feel his eyes zeroed in on the sight of his cum dripping from you and you already know you’ll be left in a state beyond exhaustion by the time the early morning hours roll around.

But that was a problem for the near future version of yourself. Your lovers primal tendancies become your own, making your eyes crack open hungrily and hold him steady in your gaze.

The sight of him, still panting, lips slightly parted and your lifeblood smeared in wild tracks across the lower half of his face makes something click into place inside your head and your arms reach out for him once more.

As he wastes no time in pressing himself against you anew you can’t help the satisfied smile that lazily works across your features and bleeds into your kiss.

The strange symphony of your bedroom resumes anew, enveloping you both tightly as the rest of the world continues it’s unaware slumber.

#astarion smut #astarion x reader #astarion x you #astarion bg3 #astarion #astarion x female reader #astarion x tav #bg3 smut #dadstarion

[miinatozakiii]

birthday surprise

im nayeon x fem!reader ; suggestive, fluffy-ish

synopsis: in which nayeon wakes up with a familiar body on hers and she's about to change the trajectory of this friendship so hard.

wc: 1.1k

a/n: something short for my girl, it's her birthday after all ;-)

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nayeon stirs awake and there’s a throbbing sensation in her head.

her tired eyes open slowly, though they’re not even fully open since she’s squinting; courtesy of the annoyingly bright light that seeps in through the blinds. her vision is fuzzy and she squeezes her eyes back shut with a small graon, then rubs them slowly and sets both hands that had rubbed her drowsy eyes down back down.

nayeon feels something strange—her hands land on something, or, someone.

now that her senses have woken up a bit, she realizes that she is definitely not alone—realizing that there’s a whole person on her as she peeks through her squinted eyes and sees a bundle of messy hair and a squished face, as well as a glimpse of the top of someone’s bare back and shoulders. from the way that person feels on nayeon’s skin, she can tell that they’re both not wearing anything from the feeling of a pair of tits squished onto her warm skin. nayeon can feel the person breathing slowly as their chest heaves up and down against her body, and she feels their arm loosely wrapped around her waist.

nayeon groans quietly and shifts a little, much to the disappointment of whoever is on top of her because she feels them groan into her skin and hold on tighter.

initially, she hadn’t worried too much about who was on top of her naked, she was too tired to really process that. her careless self just figured she got too drunk and hot—last night had been her early birthday party—maybe she fell asleep with a friend (it hadn’t occurred to her that it would be quite odd for friends to sleep together naked, but the ache in her head was enough to stop her from thinking logically.)

“five more minutes… please…” the person on her groans lazily and it makes nayeons heart stop.

the low pitch and tone of the voice is awfully familiar, too familiar.

when nayeon looks down to get a better look at the person on her, she makes sure to blink once—then twice—and when she gets a good view of the recognizable dark hair and sharp features on this person, she gets up hurriedly with a small gasp.

“y/n?” she practically shrieks from surprise.

there is no fucking way nayeon had fucked her roommate, there was no way that the person who would scold her for coming home late and not doing the dishes she tried to get out of doing fucked her.

oh, but the evidence was right in front of her.

you get up quickly from the sound of her voice, almost as if someone had told you that your class would start in five minutes and you had to be there immediately. your eyes are rubbed by your large, vascular hands aggressively and hurriedly, then you blink twice and you seem to have the same horrifying realization—you rush to cover your exposed chest with the nearest pillow.

“shit,” you say, fully awake now.

the two of you stare at each other for what seems like an eternity, processing the possibility that you two might’ve fucked.

the “might’ve” quickly turned into a “definitely” after seeing the dark, red marks on each others bodies and necks—they were hickeys no doubt. the hue of your guys’ cheeks rivals the marks on your bodies, crimson and flushed.

“did we fuck?” nayeon says in disbelief, looking at the dark hickeys on your (incredibly toned) shoulder.

“what the hell do you think?” you scoff, heart beating out your chest. you’re trying to keep your eyes off her, but fuck is it hard to do that when her extremely alluring body is out on display. your eyes dart around the bed to try and ignore the tempting curve of her hips down to her ass, and you spot a familiar shirt; one of the shirts that you had gotten from your university for free, and it's a little creased—probably from whatever happened last night.

nayeon looks down to her bare thighs, they’re marked.

“shit,” nayeon mumbles as she looks down, “were you hungry or something?”

your cheeks flush even more, and you might have a fever from how hot your face and body are—though her words ease the tension and nervousness flowing throughout your bodies.

“i know you’re not talking,” you retort, looking at your scratched-up back from the small mirror in her room as you put on a shirt. “it looks like a fucking lion clawed me or something.”

“do you see my legs?”

“oh shut up, i must’ve topped you so fucking good for you to have scratched half my skin off.” you groan, wincing at the sudden pain in your back (which, you can’t lie, is really hot despite the annoyance in your tone.

nayeon is glad that there’s not much awkwardness regardless of the evidence of her and her roommate fucking, and she’s a bit disappointed that she can’t remember much of the details, because she might’ve been checking you out and eyefucking you for the past month.

“whatever,” nayeon rolls her eyes. she looks you up and down; from your flushed face to your lower body. nayeon smiles to herself and moves closer to you, making your breath hitch as her eyes are overtaken with lust and mischief; she’s plotting something dangerous and you know it.

“you know, y/n.” she starts, looking at the obvious nervousness that takes over your whole body. you gulp lightly, but it’s noticeable and nayeon laughs at how adorable it is, how she already has you under her spell; she’s already seducing you and usually you’d complain, but it’s too early for this.

“what is it now?” you sigh, though it comes out uncertain and shaky due to nayeon dragging her  finger from the bottom of your neck to your jaw. a chill is present in your spine.

“it’s my birthday today,” nayeon smirks.

“and?”

“you wanna give me another present?” she says, leaning closer to you. there’s a familiar desire that runs through your body. you look from her lips back to her dilated pupils, she looks at you with need.

you laugh at her softly and decide to give in, “are you always horny?”

“are you always so stubborn?” she says with a tinge of annoyance, you’re so extra with your comments and she’s growing impatient. she just needs to have you now that she’s sober.

although you’re a bit skeptical about how this will affect your relationship, you can’t not give her a birthday present. not when she’s already naked and drawing you in like a magnet. she’s visibly been ruined by you the night before—it can’t hurt to ruin her some more, you think.

she deserves a little birthday special, maybe a couple more marks on her skin.

you roll your eyes and move to press your lips against hers, you can feel her smirking against you.

#twice x reader #kpop x reader #twice imagines #nayeon x reader #nayeon #im nayeon #twice smut

[unidentified-ending]

I am not dead y'all just had a long ass break. But I'm back fr. Forgive me with a good piece of hawks nfsw

Hawks x Male reader smut

Minors do not interact

Mdni

Warning: pup play, oral (r recieving), soft dom reader, sub Hawks, soft fucking (until the end), teasing, cuming inside, aftercare <3

"My Pup"

The collar that fit perfectly around his neck, the lead that was attached to it, right onto your hand. The dark pink blush spread against his cheeks, on his knees just for you like a cute little pup.

"Awh, my sweet boy. Don't you just look perfect like that." You said as Keigo smiled embarrassingly, all naked and exposed just for you, on his knees. His hard cock evidently on display, just for you to see.

He placed his hand on your trouser leg, soundlessly asking you to take them off. You raised an eyebrow at him and smirked, you asked with a teasing tone

"You want me to take them off? Tell me why. Go on my pup. Why would you like me to take them off?" You stroke his hair lightly, waiting for his delayed response

"I wanna see you...master." he finally whispered quietly. You grabbed his pink cheeks and forced him too look at you.

"I didn't hear that pup. Speak up" You said, erection bulging through your trousers at the sheer cuteness of your husband.

"I want to see you master!" He shouted, eyes tight shut and blushing.

You let go of Keigo's face and leaned back in your chair snd replied with "Go on. You do it. Youve been a good pup for me." Keigo hesitated, not beaucse he didn't want to do it, but because he was embarrassed.

Though he just couldn't get enought of you so he unzipped your trousers, maintaining eye contact with his beautiful golden eyes. He pulled them down and cutely put them to the side.

Your throbbing cock expanded, threatening to tear through the fabric of your boxers, you bit your lip as Keigo pulled them down. Now discarded, keigo could fully see the prettiness in your dick.

The thickness nd the length of it made Keigo gulp, he wanted it so badly. Let alone how the lighting struck the tip of your cock, displaying the glistening pre-cum that littered your tip.

Or the two large veins on either side, that went all the way up to your red tip, angry and leaky.

"You wanna suck it pup?" You teasingly asked Keigo, he bit his lip and nodded. You nodded in approval as he came closer to your cock, breath against your tip.

As soon as his wet mouth connected with your tip, your heart fluttered and a tingly sensation went shooting through your veins.

"Shit.." You graoned as his mouth descended on your dick, your hand went straight for his hair, slowly running your hand through his golden locks as you whispered to him

"Just like that pup~feels so good~" you groan, slowly guiding his head up and down your cock, careful not to choke him from the pleasure.

"Driving me wild pup~" You moaned as your toes curled, you felt his cheeks hollow on your cock, your head shot up. That was new and it felt good.

A good few more minutes of this, you were almost at the edge but you couldn't leave Keigo without an orgasm after he'd been such a good boy.

You gently guided him off of your cock, his pupils blown wide and his mouth salivating at your length.

"Come ride me pup, you've been such a good boy for me. So proud of you." You praised him, his eyes went wide and he smiled.

"Are you sure master?" He asked and you patted your lap, nonverbally telling him yes. He climbed up on top of your lap, his tight ass hovering over your hard cock.

"Prep or no prep, pup" You ask him, even thought you wanted to slam right into him, his comfort was always your priority.

"No prep." He softy moaned, your chuckled and slowly lowered him down on your cock.

The sharp intake of his breath, told you that he was enjoying it. You slowly guided him all the way down on your cock and his eyes immediately went back into his head, you kissed his neck, as he placed two firm hands on your shoulders.

"It's okay, pup. Take your time. I've got you, tale your time to enjoy my cock." You softy told him and he bounced up and down your cock.

Your eyes locked as he moaned and moaned, your left hand went down the his chest playing with his nipples.

"Agh~~mm~fuck~please" Keigo moaned as he kept riding you, your cock twitching inside his tight, sweet hole.

"Your doing so well for me~ keep....keep bouncing like that. Your gonna make master cum." You moaned as you sucked on his neck, leaving a purplish bruise on his neck.

His back arched as your left hand went lower and started jacking his cock slowly. "Gonna~~cum~~please."

"Yeah~~that's a good boy. Cum for master." You groaned deeply, your own cock starting to feel ready to cum.

You grabbed his ass with both of your hands and slammed him and down your cock, your balls tightening with every movement. He shook with pleasure as he felt your cock repeatedly slam right onto his prostate.

You felt his muscles contract as he screamed out your name in ecstacy, a bunch of incoherent nonsense spewed out of his mouth. A few ropes of thick cum shooting out of his cock. His eyes when straight to the back of his head once again when you continued to pound relentlessly into him, even after he rode out his orgasm.

"Just~a~ little more pup~~" You moaned, your toes curled, your cock was so close to cumming. All you could hear was his blabbering of words to keep going, though he was barely conscious.

With one final thrust, you finally let go of his ass while, you body gave out and you came right inside him, slowly riding out your orgasm inside him.

You finally pulled out your soft cock from inside him and let him regain himself after a minute or two.

You quickly unclipped the leash and collar from his neck, putting it to the side and lovingly stroking Keigos hair.

You gently place him on a chair while you go and get a cup of water for your poor husbands throat.

You give it to him and gently make him take sips, his naked body still twitching a bit. You placed the water down and looked at his almost sleeping figure.

"Let's go for a bath yeah?" You ask him and he nodded his head, you picked up your birdie boy and carried him to the bathroom.

While you ran a bath for the two of you, Keigo finally regained his composure and said while yawning "Damn, you really put me through the ringer tonight. What time even is it?"

"Acting so normal after like I wasn't up in your guts a second ago." You laughed then filled the warm bath with soap and water.

"Get in babe, I'm so tired." You say before he walked over to the bathtub and nearly fell in the process, his legs too sore to walk. He galred at you and said "You didn't need to go that hard."

"Sorry babe..." You say before helping into the bathtub and getting in yourself.

From there you chatted with Keigo about what he liked n what he didn't, you massaged his sore spots, and you guys had a great time ordering fast food for dinner and after that just passing out in bed from exhaustion.

A/N: Thanks for reading, thanks for waiting for me during my break. I appreciate you all. Love you 💗💗

Make sure to drink water and eat some food

You deserve it <33

Have a Fantastic Day/Night

23:14 Pm. Zyler signing out

#mha #my hero academia #bnha #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #bottom hawks #hawks #mha hawks #bhna #bhna x reader #bhna hawks #bhna keigo #my hero acedamia #boko no hero academia #boku no hero academia #hawks x reader #hawks x y/n #sub hawks #mha x male reader #male reader #male y/n #nfst #minors dni #minors do not interact #hawks x you #hawks x male reader

[wifey-ohara]

Fic request: what if miguel was married to reader when he's turned into spiderman? Reader can help him deal with the mutations etc maybe also there when he decided to be spiderman

Alrighty!

by your side

Husband!Miguel x spouse! Reader

Notes: painful spider bite, comforting miguel, some angst, but mostly fluffy, OFC miguel bc i hc the miguel was a very different guy before becoming spider-man, playful miggy, road trip writing, not proof read

you were sitting in the living room, enjoying a warm drink and reading a book when the door to your house opened

You preked up at the voice of your husband, Miguel, calling your name, standing up, you met half way into the house

He looked tired, it wasn't an unusual sight, so you opened your arms to give him a hug

He leaned into you, pressing you against him, giving you some of him weight for you to anchor

With a small smile you asked "hard day?"

He hmmed in response "Aaron's being a bitch"

You lifted your head and kissed his cheek, he turned to you, meeting your lips with his, and kissed you

"go take a shower, I'll heat up dinner" you said, looking up at him, he agreed, letting you go

Miguel got out of the shower, curly hair damp and clinging to his forehead, he got into something comfortable, an old shirt and some sweatpants

He was feeling.. Tingly ever since that spider bit him earlier

And then it hit

The bone crushing pain

It came all at once, like acid running through every single cell in his body, knocking him off his feet into the ground, with a loud echoing thud followed with a pained grunt

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You were plating the food when you heard a loud thud and faint groan

"Miguel?" you yelled, not wanting to worry yourself too early, and yet worrying at the same time

Your blood ran cold at the silence that came after and you hurried to the stairs

You were rather shocked to see the mountain of the man you married, on his hands and knees, one hand on his mouth while the other keeping him from face planting onto the floor

"Oh my god miguel what happened!?" you rushed to his side, kneeling beside him, your worry doubling by the second and debating wather its wise to touch him or not

He looked at you, and you could swear his eyes had a red undertone in them

"i- don't know!" he heaved, taking the hand covering his face and reaching out to you

You took his hand pulling him towards you, and he jumped at the offer, hugging you close and leaning most of his weight on you almost knocking you down to the floor.

His breathing was quick and painful, his hold on you was desperate and tight, and you were so confused and worried

"it's gonna be ok,just ride it out ok?" you said, your, arms running up and down his tense body

"it--hurts so much!" he told you, and tears pricked your eyes,

"just scream it out, it's ok" you kept on reassure him

You two sat there, as he cried, screamed, and kicked around in your hold, between gentle pets and loving whispers, until he fell asleep in your arms

You tried to get to get to go to the bed, he refused, afraid the pain mifht come back, so you had to wait for him fo fall asleep so you'd drag up a twin size mattress from the guest rooms and some pillows and comforter and dragged pulled into it, hwad on you shoulder and the rest spread across the not so big bed

You fell asleep after trying to watch over him

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You woke up to miguel graoning and moving above you, you watched his eyes open, and now you were certain, they are red.

"morning dove" you said a hand running through his now dry hair

"morning.." he sounded hungover, just painfully so

"how you feeling?" you asked, in hoped of figuring out what might have caused this

"my body hurts everywhere, and ms'head is heavy and i feel like throwing up" he listed

"should i bring you a bowl??" you asked "noo" he whined

Amd that's how you spent the next few days, barely getting out of your spot of under him until he was able to move around, and you get him onto the bed as you took care of him

The day after he was grumpy and grogey and feeling like shit, only wanting you to hold him, though you managed to free yourself to get him food and water

By the second day he was better, he was able to stand up and walk around, and day by day till he got better and you two returned to your normal life, with red eyes, and sharper teeth

That was until you two were making dinner and he sneezed and some wierd colored liquid came out of his fangs

"what the fuck is that" he said looking at his elbow

"that was, like, i-in you?..." you asked, not knowing how to word it out

"i guess.." he replied

"you need to run a few tests on yourself" you ordered

"yup" he agreed

And thats how you two found out that the spider that bit miguel is a radio-active spider and that he has spider powers now, more then the normal ones too

"normal ones?!!" you repeated, shocked

"Yeah, there's wayy more spiders around in other universes" he explained

"miguel i love you but if you utter another word imma explode" you said, looking at him with wide eyes

And let's not forget your shock, worry and fear when he literally walked on the wall

"oh my fucking god what are you doing!?" you said, looking up at him

"found out i can do this" he said, letting go with one arm and holding his whole weight with the other

"how in the hell do you find out that you can do that??"

"idk you just do" he said, jumping down

..

"I think imma do more of this" he said, hands on his hips looking down at some asshole that decided to try and rob you

You two were supposed to meet and miguel found you half way through emptying your pockets when he beat the shit outta him

"you'll need an outfit through" you replied crossing your arms

"eh we can make something up" he said

And thats how your husband became spider man

So soryy I'm going slow my life been messy all around <33

#spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #spider man 2099 #miguel x reader

[gallusrostromegalus]

I'm glad to hear that Kaname protected Momo from the worst of Aizen's manipulations. Does she ever find out about his efforts, or does that stay a secret?

Post-Aizen-Fight, Kaname is in the hospital recovering from General Befuckening, and needs Reiatsu transfers to finish purging The Curse from his system and it's Hitsugaya's turn.

*****

The boy doesn't actually say anything for a long time after Unohana finishes connecting the IVs. It's alright. He's still exhausted, and there really isn't that much to say about what happened that hasn't been gone over and over and over, in debriefings and staff meetings and the distant sound of tears Tousen can hear coming from Lieutenant Hinamori's room. Gradually though, Lieutenant Hitsugaya's silence grows cold and sharp and restless, a winter gale banging against a window that won't quite latch right.

"-Out with it." Kaname sighs, opening his eyes and not frowning at the ceiling. "If you keep sulking like this I'm going to get frostbite and Unohana-sama will have both our hides for it."

Toshiro startles, coughs a bit like he's about to deny it, but collects himself and states his problem with magnificent succinctness.

"Momo." he says, voice almost violent in it's neutrality.

"Ah." Kaname nods. "I did what I could, but I know that was far from enough. I am sorry."

Hitsugaya is quiet, considering his words. "...What did you DO, actually?" he eventually asks.

Kaname blinks in surprise. "Huh. I thought Hisagi-san would have noticed when he did the audit of all my paperwork. I was genuinely hopeful you were going to spot it before Aizen could make his move with how much Momo complained..." he muttered, slightly puzzled.

"Spotted what?" Toshiro grumbled.

"You have undoubtedly been subject to the ongoing saga of the Rice-Farm-Subsidy Fraud case that Lieutenant Hinamori has been investigating since her promotion to lieutenancy?" Kaname prompted.

"Yeah, yeah, the one that's got her haring off to some backwater district or getting lost in the stacks at the archives for days on end or-" Hitsugaya graoned, then stopped. "...the one that had her constantly traveling away from the division, or doing extended research without Aizen's help."

"He used to get terrible motion sickness from trains or portals, you know." Kaname smiled, sitting up a bit. "-and a wretched allergy to paper-dust. Part of the reason he made me do all his fucking lab work, I imagine. but it seemed a good way to keep Miss Hinamori outside his sphere of influence at least for a few weeks at a time. Do I still have water in my glass?"

"...you MADE IT UP?" Hitsugaya yelped.

"I did no such thing. There is an extensive conspiracy between the various provincial leaders and mid-district governors to defraud the Central Government of subsidies for rice farms that frankly, do not exist, while also hiding the existence of taxable villages, resulting in invisible granaries used to fund private armies and other villiany-" he explained, sitting up properly and groping for the end-table where his water theoretically was. "-I just made sure Miss Hinamori had enough information to know where to look for the evidence of said conspiracy, and occasionally... lightly interfered with granaries in the middle districts to make sure more visible evidence came to light for her to keep the investigation open and moving in a timely manner. Lieutenant, if I may ask for your help-"

There was a rustle of cloth as Hitsugaya shook himself, grabbing the pitcher and refilling Kaname's glass, handing it to the frail man.

"Thank you." Kaname took a drink, handing the glass back to Toshiro to set down. "-I imagine the investigation will go much faster and with fewer extended trips to the rukongai now that I'm not cursed and can freely discuss the taxation and census records Aizen had covered in his illusion to hide his experiments." he explained. "...But doing it the long way has allowed Miss Hinamori to build a very complete and entirely legitimate case. She's an exceptional forensic investigator."

"...HOW?" Hitsugaya gaped. "The curse- it's not like you could talk to her, or send her messages- and if you could, it'd mess with the legitimacy of the case to have an anonymous tipster?"

"I had to...sort of gently suggest the names and locations to her in such fashion that her subconscious would make the connection between those terms and the case. Fortunately, in addition to being a certifiable genius, Miss Hinamori is also a master of the Lingual Arts."

"...Sir, I don't think Hinamori is that kind of girl." Toshiro mumbled, and Kaname could almost hear his full-face blush.

"You're thinking of Zaraki-Taicho, who is an entirely different kind of cunning linguist." Momo announced from the door. "-but you don't know everything about me Toshiro." She teased, coming in the room and climbing onto the bed beside Kaname, unfolding and re-folding that week's newspaper. "Lieutenant Sasakibe took over the crossword in your absence, and I think he may still be a bit upset with you."

"Ah." Kaname winced.

"What?" Repeated Toshiro, thoroughly lost.

"You remember that Tousen-taicho is the Editor-In-Chief of the Seireitei Newsletter, right?" She asked Hitsugaya, who failed to respond in a fashion that suggested that he did not, in fact, know that. "-Anyway, sometimes he writes more or less for the paper depending on that week's news, but without fail, he also designs the crossword- the most fiendishly difficult one in any of the newspapers, Sir." She explained, taking out a pen and tapping the partially-finished lexical puzzle she'd been working on.

"I try." Kaname smiled, looking just a bit genuinely smug.

"You largely succeed. I didn't actually make the connection between your five downs and the rice subsidy investigation until i tried doing Sasakibe's substitute puzzle this morning. I think he may have made the same connection, because 5 down today is 11 letters, starts with "P" and the clue is 'Degenerate Justice'."

"...Prevaricate." Kaname hissed with imagined pain at the likely wrath of the Chief Lieutenant. "Oh dear. Do you think a written apology is in order?"

"It's Sasakibe-san, it's just as likely to be his idea of an apology." Momo shrugged, filling in the word.

"...for those of us that are better at Sudoku?" Hitsugaya glared.

"Tousen-Taicho was putting clues about where the next bit of evidence I needed for the Rice Subsidies case in the Crossword because he knew I did it every week." Momo explained. "The clue was always in the fifth column down, which is a structurally important one in crosswords- you little shit, I even got on your case last year about how you always used locations for your 5 Downs and I STILL didn't make the connection!" She realized, rolling up the paper and affectionately swatting him over the head.

"Entirely deserved, but you have my word that was as much as I could do to help you, and that you have my full resources available to you now." Kaname smiled.

"I have entirely too many words from you-" Momo sighed with exasperation before putting the paper down and laying down beside him, hugging his chest. "-But I believe you. There's- I've been finding all sorts of things- people I forgot, places I'd been before and couldn't remember- huge sections of my LIFE! that his Illusion just... vanished."

She hugged Kaname's chest. "-I can't imagine what you went through."

"I hope you never will." he sighed, returning her embrace and for a moment, Hitsugaya felt even more outside the conversation- this was a secret grief, but the burden lightened by finally being able to share it. "...Did Sasakibe Key any clues to 5 Down? He might have more to say." Kaname asked, letting go and Momo sat up, frowning at the paper.

"Key?" Asked Toshiro, pleased to be talking about anything else.

"Sometimes one word is a hint to some of the next words, usually the ones that originate from it, um- Yeah, three words. Four letters, second letter 'i', clue is "Astronomical Favor"; Three letters, middle letter 'a', clue is "German Opera, 1874" ; and the last one is four letters, Second letter 'e', clue is "Truth's Abode". Momo read off.

All three of them stared (or pointed their faces) blankly at each other for a moment.

"...Yeah I'm gonna stick to the Sudoku." Nodded Hitsugaya.

#AEIWAM #an elephant is warm and mushy #Bleach #Bleach fanfic #kaname tousen #momo hinamori #Toshiro hitsugaya #Crosswords are fun i promise! #bonus points to whoever figures out Sasakibe's Secret Message!

[cloverlove-drabble]

ALEJANDRO VARGAS x MALE!READER

a nsfw and sfw drabble/one-shot of him!!

SFW:

I feel very strongly that this man was a player when he was in high school.. still is one actually

the type to hit on anyone he thinks is hot, man or woman (or neither) this dude is flirting with them

But once he gets into a relationship his manwhore behavior disappears, he suddenly turns into gomez addams

I'm talking full on WORSHIP, he'd kiss you until you're lips are bruised and you're redder than the roses he gives you every week

He would cook you any meal you want, and would hand feed you it

Please let this man kiss you he is desperate for your lips

I'm a strong believer that he would serenade you with Spanish love songs, he'd whisper lyrics in you're ear that have you SWOONING

He'd have so many nicknames for you he can't even keep up with them, his most used one is "mi hombre guapo" (my handsome man)

And if you were to give him a sweet nickname back he would be melting, giggling, kicking his feet, twirling his hair, writing in his diary like a school girl

Man is WHIPPED, he will stare at you like you're a fine peice of modern art

AND IF YOU MAKE EYE CONTACT FROM HIM FROM ACROSS THE ROOM.. man is looking you up and down like a peice of a sirloin steak (he is hungry, STARVING, for you)

NSFW:

its a oneshot tehehehe 🤭

The room was dark, the only light coming in was the small candle on the bedside table. The head board was hitting the wall with how hard the man on top of you was going, you had to grip the sheets below you to keep yourself stable.

The never ending thrusting in you felt like heaven, the moans coming from Alejandro were deep as he let himself abuse your hole. The closer he got the harder he went.

"Joder.. mi amor just like that." he whispered above you. He leaned in closer to your ear, "You're taking me so well caniro, you're such a good boy." He groaned louder as he felt himself going deeper in you.

you were struggling to even look up at him as he hit you're prostate head on, each thrust sent a moan and a whimper out of you. "FUck.." is all you could squeak out, the pleasure to much to handle.

As you try to look up at him Alejandro leans in closer to you, kissing you deeply. He felt you moan into the kiss as he adjusted your legs to almost meet your chest, The position made him go deeper within you. This action made you break the kiss and moan out loudly "A-Alejandro..!"

you went to cover your mouth, far to embarrassed of the sounds you were making. Alejandro noticed this and forced your hands away from your mouth and held them above your head. "No, No my love. Let me hear you." Alejandro began to reach down to your leaking member, stroking it to match his thrusts.

"I'm close Mi hombre guapo, let me fill you." He whisperd in you're ear sensually, the love sick look in his eyes evident to how much he wanted you. How much he needed to claim you, claim you as his and only his.

As you continue moaning out his name he buried himself deep inside you before filling you full of his seed with a long graon of "I love you." Not a second later you felt your release build within you. Noticing this Alejandro thrusts into you harder rubbing his thumb along you're sensitive tip.

"Ven por mi pretty boy."

I need this man 😞 I'm nawing on the bars of my enclosure PLEASE..

#cod mw2 x male reader #alejandro vargas #alejandro x male reader #mw2 headcanons #male reader #cloverthought

[un-named-thing]

I wanted to request a will byers x male reader! Basically where y/n and will have already been dating for about two years(set in season4) and mike gets annoyed at how close y/n and will but like will tells mike that hes not just gonna stop loving y/n bc hes annoyed?(also imagine that will never moved to cali)

'I dont care what you think' Will byers x male!reader

Summary: you, your boyfriend will and mike are hanging out and after you have to abruptly leave, Mike has a talk with will

Cw: mike being a slight dick,

You sat on will's living room couch with Mike as a movie was playing. Will almost ran back into the room and plopped on the couch, cuddling into your side.

You gladly threw your hand around him and pulled him closer, giving him a quick peck on the forehead. However as you did that you could feel mike throw daggers at you with his eyes.

You shifted slightly trying to focus on the movie instead of Mike glaring at me. For some reason Mike always got hella annoyed when you got real close with will. You never understood why tho.

You simply ignored Mike and focused on the movie while your hand played with will's hair. You where calm. Will was calm. It was kinda peaceful.

Suddenly the house phone rang startling all three of you. You all glanced in the direction of the phone where you saw Joyce answer the phone. "Hello..... yes he's here..... okay" she looked over to the couch and at you. "Y/n this is for you" she smiled.

You got up and walked toward Joyce. She handed the phone to you and left to what ever she was doing. "Hello" you simply answered before hearing a familiar voice on the other line.

The two guys watched you from the couch, wondering who you where talking to. "Yes okay......okay I'll be there in like.. 20 minutes" you said getting will's attention.

You hung the phone back up and turned around to see will walking towards you. "Where you going?" He asked looking up at you "family emergency, or something like that" he pouted slightly "Ya I know I'm sorry. I promise I'll make it up to you will" he smiled. "Okay, you can make it up to me by calling me after your emergency Is over"

You chuckled and kissed wills forehead. "Okay will I won't forget". You pulled on your shoes and looked up at will one more time. "Promise you'll call me when you can?" "I promise will I won't forget" you hugged him tightly before heading out the door.

Will walked back and plopped on the couch next to Mike. He looked over at his friend who seemed to be pissed. "Hey you okay mike?" Mike looked over at him. "Not exactly will" will instantly got concerned. "What's wrong mike?

Mike stayed quite for abit before speaking up. "Your always so damn close to y/n, it's kinda annoying" mike said looking away from will. Will's expression changed into an annoyed one.

"Well it annoying when you and eleven get all close too ya know, but I don't say anything" "Hey look I'm just saying, you and him are really fucking close" mike said slightly turning to look at will.

"Well sorry Mike but I'm not gonna stop loving y/n just cause you find it annoying how close we are... get over it" will said turning away from Mike. Mike graoned in annoyance before turning away. "I'm just saying"

#stranger things #gay #queer #x male reader #stranger things x male reader #will byers #will byers x male!reader #will byers x reader #will byers x you

[lkoh]

Summary: Maybe seeing a two doves really is good luck even though you don't see the real ones.

Character: Taesan x you

Warning: Just grammar and my writing again lmao. Lia from Itzy makes and appearance, it's not well written.

A/N: topiary is bushes that is cut into different shapes and designs ,tagger are graffiti artist

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"Cute boy 3 o'clock" Lia said sipping her frappe.

You turned around as quickly as possible but couldn't find the cute boy, she slapped you in the arm throwing daggers at you.

"What was that for?" you winced "You know you slap pretty hard for a person with a small hand" you add rubbing your arm.

She roll her eyes "You want more!" she exclaimed holding her tiny fist your way, you just grin sheepishly, giggling"

"Well where is the cute guy?" you asked looking around not to be too obvious, which you obviously failed

"Don't you know where 3 o'clock is?" she scoffed "Also why did you turned around like that earlier, gosh" she sigh heavily, eye brows knitting together.

You just laugh at her reaction "I was afraid I would miss him, you know" you pop a candy in your mouth.

"Seriously like this I'm worried that you won't ever find a boyfriend, babygirl" she states dramatically putting her arm in your shoulder which makes you roll your eyes.

"I will get one if I want to ,I just don't want one right now" you shurgged, popping a gummy in your mouth, she look at you one eyebrow raised.

She took one gummy from your packet, her frappe already finsihed and tossed in the dustbin.

"You can't even flirt" you hushed her "Ah ah ah, it's not that I can't it's just I don't want to" you say just to tease her.

"Oh my god what is with you and not wanting to today, girl you don't flirt at all even your brother knows that" she flops in the bench both of you were sitting in.

You laughed at her reaction "Your so annoying you know that" she says " I know" you shrug and sit back.

You and Lia your bestfriend are sitting in the park drinking and eating, and we'll just enjoying your free time together. It's a sunny saturday perfect for a date so you two decided to meet up since it's been so long since your last bestie date.

"Remember when you weren't able to read a clock" Lia laugh thinking back to the past

"I was 13 Lia" you roll your eyes "Not every 13 teen were able to read a clock" you leaned your head against her shoulder.

" Well I could read it when I was 13 also you do know that we don't know eachother when we were 13 right?" she shakes her head "wait so-"

You shush her not wanting to hear more she humms and both of you stay silent for awhile. The silence was broken by Lia's phone ringing, you stopped leaning in her shoulder and open another pack of candy.

"Oh shit, it's Haechan" Lia says which make you graoned "You always have to ditch me because of your boyfriend" you whined

"You play games with Haechan and literally forget me the girlfriend, so you can't complain babygurl" she quickly takes the phone and skiddle off to somewhere in the park.

You sigh taking a look around the park, things have changed a bit since your last visit here. More trees, the bushes are cut neatly, more people come here since it's renovated before it was renovated you always felt a bit creep out by it but Lia loves the vibes it gave off.

Your favourite part in the park is the bushes that is cut like two doves in the middle of the park, it's so pretty and it looks lovely it kinda makes you at ease eveytime.

You decide to walk around when you get a text from Lia that she has to go due to an emergency and says that she'll treat you the next time you guys meet, you hold your phone hoping it won't slip breathing in the fresh air, enjoying the fresh environment.

You were standing near the two dove topiary just spectating the surroundings and humming a soft tune to yourself when you hear a voice saying "Wanna know what two doves indicate?"

You turned around to see a boy with black hair, a headphone in his neck with a soft sweatshirt and a pair of baggy jeans, your stunned actually almost forgetting how to speak.

You finally snap back to reality and give your best smile "Sure" he looks at you for awhile and turn back to the topiary , you does the same.

"Well, it's usually a sign of good luck in love and relationship department like if your single or anything it probably means love is gonna come your way." you look at him with surprised "That's sweet and nice" you reply.

It might also have you delulu

"I'm Taesan by the way" he hold out his hands for you to shake, you shake his hands and smile.

Your trying your best to give a pretty smile hoping it's pretty enough to enchant him (lmao).

"Welp I'm single" you laugh, he look at you weirdly eyebrow raised with a shocked expression.

The thing you just said finally process in your brain and you went to a panic mode.

And you thought your phone would've slipped

"What?" he laughed, gosh his laugh ,his smile, he look so handsome and cute when he smiles you could just put him in your pocket that is if you have one.

"What?" you asked back nervous acting nonchalant "I mean my name is Y/N" you try to laugh it off hoping that he won't bring it up at all and act like nothing happened.

You look around avoiding his eyes at all cost, he tilt his head and look at you amused.

"Your not asking or anything but I'm also single" he chuckles, your face flushed red.

How you wish you could just dig a hole right now.

"Oh right great!" you tuck your hair behind your ear something you always do when you feel embarassed or shy

Both of you stand there for a while, unable to deal with the awkward atmosphere you asked him if he want a candy and he agree so right now both of you are in the place where you and Lia sat earlier.

"This is so yummy" he says, feeling his cheeks with a candy.

"Your cheeks looks like it's about to pop" you giggle.

"What do you usually in particular?" you asked curiousity feeling you, trying to look chill.

"Well I skate from time to time, I'm a tagger I also sing kinda" he shrug, looking forward you look at him questioningly.

"Tagger?" you squint your eyes "Oh I'm a graffiti artist I can't exactly say I am one but yea, you know it's kinda like a hobby"you hum.

"That's cool so your like a street boy, huh?" he laughs lightly " I don't know, well let's hear about you?" he sit facing you his head on his elbow.

"Well there isn't much about me. I'm still in college, I have a dog named Mila. I like to sing but I'm not good at it" you snickered at your own answer "it's not interesting like yours"

He grins "I think it's interesting. I'm still in college too- do you come here everyday?"

"Which college? Used to but not anymore" he hums nodding his head

"The one near Linda's café" you make an ohh turning his way excitedly

"Me too. Me too, I go there" you exclaimed with a high pitch voice, he laughs and smiles "We'll see eachother again then"

Suddenly embarassed by how you replied, you face forward again and chuckle a bit awkwardly

Both of you pack your stuffs, getting ready to head off. Your bag already in your arm, both of you bid good bye but not even after four steps Taesan called you, you turned back wondering what's wrong.

"Yea?" You stop in your tracks full body facing him which he does the same. "I didn't get your number, even though we are in the same college there's a chance we might not meet" right.

Your reaction is probably bland but your screaming and tumbling inside.

You say your phone number which he typed on his phone " That's it" you smile he softly say yes and look at you with bright dazzling eyes.

"You'll probably forget to text me after you get back but-" he cut you off "I wouldn't! seriously I don't usually ask people for their number, you might be the first" he blush.

He says might be but it's still enough to make your cheeks go red and your heart pumping vigorously.

"I'll take your words" both of your grins and finally bid good bye.

You stay in the park for a while after he is gone processing what happened not too long ago then you finally head off feeling good and fluttery.

#ikos fic <3 #taesan #boynextdoor #boynextdoor riwoo #taesan x reader #taesan fic #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor woonhak #boynextdoor jaehyun #boynextdoor leehan #boynextdoor sungho

[anonymousstoryteller2000]

"I said maybe"

Main masterlist

Smut, that's all!

Joe woke up to the sunlight hitting his face from the balcony he groans from the connection from the sunlight to his eyes he stretches out his body and rubs his eyes he turn over all the way on his back and looks up at the ceiling for a little he groans and rubs his face a bit fixing up his beard and running his hands threw his bed head curls Joe flickers his eyes twords you see how peaceful you look the sunlight his hitting hafe of your naked body your hair is spread out on the pillow and how your Lips look plumped from squishing then on your side and how perky your breast look like .

Even looking at you he can blow his load

Joe smiles at you showing off his dimples he stairs at your for a couple of more seconds thinking on if he should do it or not

Should i

No I shouldnt

I'll try not to wake her

It will be real quick

I shouldn't

But I want to

No no no Joe not now ....

Fuck it

He Said to himself Joe shimmies off his boxers and slow touches his all already hard cock he hisses from the connection of his thick finger and his nice big hands to his already sensitive angry read tip he spears the pre cum around his tip slowly then he brings up his hand and spits on it and slowly starts to stroke himself his other hand goes down and cuffs his balls he stated messaging his balls feeling as it gets Harder Joe looks back at you agian flickering his eyes to wear to look at first he stops at your beautiful lips then back down to your breast he closes his eyes and imagine your lips wrapping around the tip of his cock and you taking him down your throat and how sloppy the head you would give him when he needed it or was having a bad day he imagined your spit and his cum dribbling down your chin all over his balls and on your boobs and the teary eyes you had and how you would make eye contact with him joe silently whimpers from the thought he speeds up his pase a bit more

You where awoken from a movement across from you and you where greeted by the image of Joe jerking himself you can see the blissful look on his face and the sweat on his forehead and how when he bit down on his lip the tip of his mustache would get into his mouth and how he would try to keep down his groans and God his neck his veins would pop out of his thick gorgeous neck of his.

"Fuck baby just like that" Joe graons you can hear the wetness of his dick meeting his hands eveeytime he touched himself Joe bits his lip more trying to not make a sound but not like if you aren't up already but you slowly move you hand twords Joe's cock and you help him a bit you wrap you hands around his lightly pressing pressure.joe eyes snap open from the touch he see you look at him you get a bit closer and take his lips onto yours the kiss is setal and slow jow breaks the kiss looking inro your lustful eyes "please help me cum i' need it bad" he whines you cup his balls while he fucks himself into his hand you look at joe all sweaty and needy you whisper into his ear "I don't know Joe you where touching yourself while I was asleep why should I help you" you say teasingly Joe whines from you answer he plops his head back down on the pillow and clsoees his eyes you swat his hand away from his cock and slowly teasing his tip running your hands up and down his length "I'm sorry baby I was just looking at you and I need ro feel something I'm sorry he whined he looks back Down seeing you have a grip on his cock fastly moving up and down oh fuck yes fuck yeah just like that love"you got wetter evey seconds your hole was sqeezing on nothing all you wanted to do was tease the shit out of him making him beg for his cock to get touched but another part of you wanted to see him all whiney and make as mess so you did what was best for the both you speed up your hands movement looking at his cock you can feel it starting to throb in your hands you get up on you knees exposing the rest of your naked body and you put your chin on his leg laying on your stomach while you watch yourself jerk him off joe look at you all layed out he looks right at your nice plumped ass Joe throws his head back more whining you finally take him into your mouth first li ming the tip causing Joe to whine looking down you you slowly sucking in you cheeks you Bob you head cupping his balls into your hand massaging them slowly you make eye contact with joe you see him he close "you close baby you gonna cum in my mouth huh" you say putting him back into your mouth bobbing your head faster with the help of your hands "yes yes yea so fucken close so fucken close" you can see him stomach flexing tightening his muscles you take him out of your mouth Joe whines at the action you put your hand around his cock ne last time and you jerk him off faster this time with no contral no warning you wanted him to make a mess everywhere you wanted him to beg you for more his toe curl at the action his stomach flexs and his hips meet your hand "cum then fucken cum everywhere I want you to make a mess for me baby" "can you do that for me" you say moving your hands faster not caring in the world if it was to much joe whines and grunts and nods his head as a answer you start kissing his hip and his leg kissing him everywhere joe whines he wants your lips on his he wants more then just your hands joe stops your hand weaklyyou look up at him "sit on it " he says during a whine "what" you asked back "ride me babe I need to feel your warmth on me i I need you on me while I wrap my arms around your body and fuck you straight

That all you wanted

Was for Joe to fuck the shit out of you

But you wanted him do unravel ans make a mess so bad

"No"you said "your gonna come all over yourself them maybe just maybe I'll let you come in me got it" you said with a smirk Joe grunt and whines like a little bitch "so come for me baby" you use all your force and fucked him with your hands as fast as you can his dick is trobbling the veins of his cock are more showable and his tip is red and the wetness of his dick is getting louder and so are Joe's moans and whines

"Fuck love I'm gonna cum so fucken hard" he says

"Yes yes yes FUCKEN HELL!!" he chance

"Just like that I'm I'm gon-Fuckk I'm cumming I'm cumming im cumming" he moans out loud repeatedly his hips bucket and ropes of cum shoot out of his cock all over his leg his stomach and your hands and even your face you don't stop you keep on going till he dry of cum he whines for you to "stop baby to to much please sensitive " baby i-I can't shit" "fuck love no more please" he whines once you stop his cock goes soft you get down and you lick up all his cum on his leg his stomach and his tip he whines from the connection, after you clean him up with your tounge joe pull the covers over the both of yall Joe open his arms to call you into him you put your head on his chest he starts to kiss your head rubbing your arm whispering inro your ear rubbing your body all over.

"That was amazing we should try that more often" Joe said huffing and smiling down at you

"what the you jerking off while I'm asleep or me being dominate thing"you looked up at him with a grin

"Both" Joe wrapped his arm around you kissing you

"So do I get you cum in you next time"he asked

"Hey I said maybe"

This had been stuck in my head taking care of needy whining Joe !!

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Zablife Story Share - Chapter 6

Tommy Shelby x Solomons!Reader written for @zablife's Story Share collab

Summary: A few months ago Tommy woke up to find his wife gone, along with half his fortune. Now he is prepared to make a deal with the devil himself if he can get her back...

Warnings: not edited, a mess of tenses, re-write of yet another scene or two, almost smut but… see the tag guide for the warning

note: so so sooooo sorry this took so f****** long, I still deleted a lot of plot so I could finally post this in a hopefully coherent version 😔

∼ 2,6K words

previous part by @shelbydelrey Series Masterlist next part by @look-at-the-soul

“My name is Luca.”

The man's every word was running on repeat in Tommy’s mind ever since the short conversation. Yet another person to underestimate him.

Tommy was not the man he was a few months ago. He was lacking the patience for anything that didn't advance his cause. He had only one thing in mind. You.

When he was about to leave this pretentious asshole behind without a word, Luca was able to get his undivided attention with a simple, mocking sentence.

"I heard you lost something, Mr. Shelby."

The treacherous truth cutting deep into the open wound that you left on his heart. It was his weakness, he knew it and accepting Luca's invitation to discuss business was a rather reckless decision. Tommy knew that well, despite his emotional state, his mind never quit the speed it was always working at but he was willing to take the risk.

"What do you want?" His quiet words resonated with barely hidden anger as the drive to this bar was anything but calming.

"I want to offer you a deal. What else?" The smirk that accompanied the condescending tone was not helping his case, though Luca couldn't care less about that. "A queen for a king. It's a fair offer, don't you think?"

Luca was enjoying every moment of despair he could inflict on him by prolonging this meeting but in the end, he finally cut to the chase.

"Why would you want to help me?" Tommy asked, finishing his cigarette and getting his coat to leave and end this conversation once again.

The sneer that followed the simple answer told him more than the words themselves. "It's business."

Tommy couldn't sleep, lying awake in bed, replaying the conversation again and building a plan occupied his mind while his heart was aching anew just like the morning he lost you.

The deal was simple, 'kill another Solomons king' and get the girl. Fools, Tommy thought as the plan started to come together.

If it was all about business he wouldn’t have shot Alfie when the Jew refused to tell him how he was involved in your disappearance. It was after he received the news of your deaht that he started digging deeper.

The trail you left with the stolen jewels led him to the king of Camden Town. It was not that surprising, you knew Alfie and he was inclined to help out his people. For the right price, of course. But Tommy knew his tricks by now. 

There was only a moment, when Alfie’s careless gangster mask slipped. Tommy saw it and didn’t let it go. Alfie’s usual way of handling things, namely agitating him, didn’t work this time. The taunting of daring to shoot him ended up with both of them getting a bullet. Tommy to his side and Alfie to his face. Then Tommy was not only grieving the loss of his wife but the only friend who ever truly understood him. Or so he thought. 

Tommy didn't tell his family about the stolen money reappearing in their accounts again. Only Polly knew, who handled all their finances for the time being. However, the money wasn't what he wanted. He needed you. He said that to Alfie as well, when he finally visited the ‘dead man’ at his Margate Purgatory as once again the trail of evidence led him to the Jew.

“Life is so much easier to deal with when you are dead,” Alfie graoned as he took a seat.

“Well, it isn’t easy for the living, Alfie. The ones who the dead left behind.” Tommy’s remark was met with a scolding grimace.

“Now, you are being silly. If you search for the dead, Tommy, who has unfinished business with you, yeah, you could soon become one of them, right?”

Alfie reached for the gun at the ‘unfinished business’ part and he was pointing it at Tommy now, who was standing by the balcony door, not at all fazed by the threat. 

“Three, two, one, bang.” A pause on his part, just a second of silence as Alfie’s scowl returned, wordlessly questioning his sanity. “No? Fine.”

“Good Lord, your fucking condition has gone worse, mate.” Alfie exclaimed as Tommy finally sat down.

“And it’s gonna get a lot worse if you don’t help me.” 

“Or what, Tommy? You want to give it another try?”

Another dramatic pause. But this time Tommy’s lips twitched with a smile, a genuine one after such a long time.

“Nah.”

Leaning back, Tommy pointed at the piece of paper he placed on the desk next to ‘holy book that gives a very, very vivid desciption (of the place they’ll both end up in the afterlife). “Is she there?”

When Alfie doesn’t answer or even look at him, eyes glued to the piece of paper he picked up for several, long minutes, Tommy decides to turn the tables on the Jew and give him his own medicine, of taunting.

“You told me you could see things. Or did you lose more than an eye?”

The comment gets the result he was hoping for, or at least partially. As Alfie starts to monologue in an ever increasing voice, Tommy strains to listen not just the words but the meaning behind them.

“What the fuck are you talking about? Does it seem like I lost an eye?” He leans closer, turning his head slithglty to shift the focus on his unseeing eye.“No. Right. Well, as you know I was shot. In the face… by some cunt.” Another pause, and a meainingful glance form Alfie and a hint of a smile from Tommy, then he continues.”Yeah, right, but I still have the eyes and I can see with this eye. I’m not blind. This eye is the eye of a dead man and dead men can see through life like it was a curtain that billows with the flicker of truth upon it.”

Alfie leans back, spreading his arms over the back of the couch, stretching out like a cat

“Tell me what you see, then?”

The question only results in a dissatisfied grunt at first, then a sigh as he decides to give crumbs to the man sitting across from him, starving for information.

“It is not what I’m seeing, Tommy, it is what you still don’t see, right, that’s what matters.”

At the questioning look Alfie sighs again.

“You are here. Again, yeah, asking about your wife, yet you never ask the right questions.” Getting restless, he leans on his elbows, eyeing Tommy. “I wonder, a clever boy like you, why did you never ask why are you here, hmm?”

Before Tommy can respond Alfie is back in his previous position, reaching for a little box next to the holy book.

“Never mind now.” He takes out something and throws it to Tommy. “Here, take this. When you find her, give this to her keeper and say that ‘you can always count on family’. Important words, mate, you do well to remember them.”

Done with the conversation, Alfie says goodbye in a typical manner.

“Right, off you go now. Fuck off from here, Tommy. This is the place for the dead, so don’t come back unless you are one too.” A dramatic pause before he continued, leaning on his elbows with a hint of a familiar smirk tugging at his lips. “Or you have one of us with you.”

“Goodbye, Alfie.” says Tommy with a grateful smile. 

His mind was racing with chaotic thoughts for hours but replaying that last memory lulled him into a dream where he was holding you in his arms, safe from the outside world as you were sitting by the water, the calming waves of Margate’s beach surrounding you.

A few days later, as his plan started to come into place, Tommy found himself facing none other than Charles Solomons, pointing a gun at him.

“I come in peace,” Tommy says, raising his hands in surrounder.

“No, no, no.” You come running out of a room, trying to stand between the men but your uncle pulls you back. “Don’t shoot him, he is…”

“Oh, I know who is he.” Solomons looks at him with narrowing eyes before he turns to you with a stern expression. “He’s the man who shot your brother in the head.”

The revelation suprising you for different reasons but while you froze in place, Tommy was quick to act and twist the gun from your uncle’s grip.

“What’s a bullet to the face between friends, eh?” Tommy asked triumphatly as he aimed his own gun at the furious man who still tried to hide you behind him.

“How can you joke about that?” You exclaim and free yourself and march toward your husband, hitting him in the chest a few times before he is able to trap you in against him in a half embrace.

“I make no more fun of it then your brother himself,” Tommy murmurs into your hair.

Ignoring the accusation, you look up at him with eyes full of tear and hope. “He’s alive.”

“That depends on who you ask.” He continues at your frown. “And if you ask him, it depends on his mood, so the answer can change every once in a while. Or in a couple of minutes.”

“I think you spent too much time with Alfie.” You scold him with a huff of a laugh that you try to downplay.

Tommy smiles at you then but as a thought occurs to him it turns into a grimace. “I imagine I’ll be spending even more time with him in the future.”

You can’t hold back the laugh this time, earning another smile from Tommy as he leans in for a kiss but you are both distracted by the forgotten man behind you.

Your uncle clears his throat in impatience, folding his arms and stands there in imposing silence, showing his disapproval.

Tommy throws him the gift he got from Alfie, repeating the words he was told to remember. The older man was silently considering his options before reluctantly accepting that he didn’t really have a choice.

The debate of how to proceed with the war the Italians just declared has gone on for hours but eventually it was you who convinced your uncle to listen to Tommy, listing his previous victories as he conquered his place in the world of gangsters before was more than enough evidence.

Your husband somehow convinced your uncle to let him stay in your room before you depart the next day. Your husband took your hand and asked you to lead the way as soon as the men agreed to the plan.

In the privacy of your small room, he grasped you as soon as the door closed, pushing you against the hard surface and kissing you desperately until you had to pull away to catch your breath.

“Don’t do that to me ever again!” He practically growled at you while holding your face between his hands.

You try to look away, your gaze moving down in shame but he would have it. Forcing your head up to look him in the eyes again as he wordlessly demanded your promise. 

“I didn’t want to drag you into my mess.” The whisper of the admission, except of the promise only calmed him down because your tone told him that you knew it was a mistake.

“You are my wife. Your mess is my mess.” That made you smile tentatively. An unlikely confession of love like that could only sound romantic from Tommy fucking Shelby.

“I love you,” you said softly. He heard the apology and the question in it too. It was like you said you were sorry while you also asked if he still loved you after all this. Silly girl, he thought.

Tommy took your hand in his, laying it on where his heart was ‘beating just for you’ as he claimed on your wedding night, and at the same time, he guided your gaze to his by hooking his fingers under your chin. His beautiful eyes shine with tears, betraying how much you’ve hurt him and your own heart breaks again as you wish you’d just told him everything in the first place.

“Always,” he declared as he is squeezing your hand to will you to remember his vow, to understand that he will be yours, always. Just like you were his.

He kissed you then. Slow and tentative at first, gentle and almost scared before the burning passion you always felt for each other took over. Tommy pulled you closer, body flush against his, already tagging at your clothes and trailing down kisses along your neck as soon as he got rid of the coat. 

Your fingers glide into his hair, drawing him impossibly closer while you moan for him but when he fists his hand at the edge of your dress, sliding it up to reveal more skin, you freeze in his arms. 

For a second you are back in the hospital, then another memory flashing up in your mind. The blood. The pain, physical and emotional alike. It’s too much. You can’t.

When you return to the present, only a second or two has passed as you refocus on your surroundings, stepping away from Tommy, who sits down the bed, waiting patiently for you.

He calls your name, gentle and soothing, like he is afraid you’d run any moment. Taking your hand as you reach out to him, he pulls you closer slowly, giving you a chance to stop any time you want. His arms circle around you, head resting on your middle while you hold him close too, standing there, letting the contact bring peace to both of you.

A shuddering breath leaves him when he pulls away, looking up and giving you a faint smile before he leans back, pulling you with him as he rolls over in the bed to have you by his side. Tommy cups your face, once again guiding your gaze to his, wordlessly asking if this is alright. Your answer is to pull him down and press your lips to his, telling him everything he needs to know for now. You love him, you missed him and you do not want to be apart again.

Despite the reassuring gestures, Tommy doesn’t let you go that night. You both cling to the other, legs tangled and body as close as possible while, for the first time in months, you and your husband have a good night’s sleep.

When the sun wakes him up, Tommy doesn’t disturb your sleep. He is only watching, trying to wrap his mind around the fact that he found you and now he has a chance at the life he always dreamed about in secret. 

But Tommy Shelby is no fool, he has carefully planned out this game and his enemies will not realise what hit them until it’s too late. 

He can do this, he can win this. For you. For the life he will have with you. 

Tommy finally felt more like his old self, with the prize so close. He had everything not long ago, and he will have it all again, even if he had to fight for it once more. War is coming but he is ready.

But first, he will take you to safety. Where the dead reside. To his brother-in-law. 

After these many years, Tommy knew their peculiar friendship would last for their probably not so long lifetime but to be family with that man, now that’s gonna be an enitery different ride.

Fuckin’ hell.

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Alejandroa had a headache, but that was nothing new to him. Today’s just sucked extra because it came on in the middle of him running errands. “Fuck.” He graoned as he rubbed his face. He hoped that simply getting food would help. Walking into a cafe, he found a wallet on the ground and tapped the person in front of him. “Hey, I think you dropped this.” He said. @rededgerpstarterblog​

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My fist time posting, here have some smut🥰

Crawling into bed at three in the morning, the last thing you expected after falling asleep was waking up to little kisses being peppered on your neck and shoulder and feeling someone cuddling into you from behind. Panic coursed through you for only a moment until you felt his familiar hand slide into yours.

“You weren’t supposed to be home till tomorrow afternoon.” You whisper into the dark room. You hear him hum as he sucks a hickey into your neck that your sure will be extremely dark by sunrise.

“Got home early.” He says into your skin before going back to marking up you neck as he pulls your hips back into his with one hand. “Missed you so much.” He says into your ear before grinding into your ass slightly which entices a gasp from you as you feel that seed of desire bloom in you.

“Need you so bad.” He growls into your ear as his hips don’t stop their movements and you start to grind back against his hardening cock. You feel him stop and sit up, “Lay back now.” He says as you hear him unbuckle his belt and see him through the dark use one hand to remove it.

“Hands above your head pretty girl.” He instructs watching you closely with his belt still in hand, you do as he says putting your hands above your head and you feel him lean over you then the leather he held wrapped around your wrists before he secured it.

“Good girl.” He whispers in your ear before lifting up your sleeping shirt, which was actually one of his shirts you stole, and starts peppering kisses over the exposed skin.

“Fuck i missed you….” He whispers into the still night air before pulling at one of your nipples with his teeth then licks it before leaving it to do the same to the other one then sitting and watching how they became hard in the chilled room. You hear fabric being moved then see him exposed chest and feel him slide your panties to the side.

“Already so fucking wet for me? You let anyone else use this pussy while I was gone slut?” He questions as a whine left your lips and you shook your head.

You could hear his zipper and then the slightest rustling of clothes before you felt him spread your legs. You could feel his pants against the bottom of your thighs and thought about how desperate he must have been to fuck you since he wasn’t even fully undressed. You felt him enter me quickly as your pussy fluttered against his cock. A moan leaving your lips.

“Fuck-” He graoned out, “I forgot how well your pretty pussy always takes me.” He choked out as he grabbed my hips slowly dragging out of me before thrusting back in. He did that a few more times yet everytime his thrusts become more desperate.

You moan each time he hits that spongey sweet spot inside you as he quickly drags you to your high. “Gonna cum?” He questions and you nod pathetically. “Cum all over my cock pretty girl.” He leans in and whispers in your ear. And as he says it you feel your orgasm wash over you as your pussy tightens around him and he slows his thrusts but continues through your high. One you start to come back down you realize he’s still fucking you.

You whine about being too sensitive, pushing at his chest with your bound hands but he grabs the belt with one hand pushing your hands back above your head, “I know you’ve got another one for me pretty girl.” He says as he doesnt slow his thrust, chasing his own high as well as he become pussy drunk after being away from you for so long.

His thrusts slowly become more erratic as you second orgasm is coming almost embarrassingly fast.

“I can feel how your pussy sqeezes me baby, your gonna cum soon again aren’t you princess?” He asks with a cocky smile as he speeds up.

“Gonna fill you up,” He says in the most cocky desperate voice as your second orgasm washes over you and you feel him fuck himself deeper into you as he cums. After you both come down from your high he reaches up and undoes the belt and kisses the inside of each of your wrists.

“I missed you so…so fucking mush baby.” He says kissing you gently before getting off the bed and walking to the bathroom. You hear water start to run and then he comes back in. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He says kissing you forehead.

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