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shiroboom · 7 months
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Fuck the broken character is here 💀
Looks like I'll continue to see him more in tournaments, hopefully he'll be nerfed to oblivion 💀/j
ALSO 1+2 IS A HEAT ENGAGER AHAHAHAHAHA LMAOOO
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yourpalmalika · 8 months
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crowley's love confession sucks balls
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Coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee
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astrandofgold · 2 years
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💀💀💀
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bobbie-robron · 9 months
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He never says thank you to me. He’ll cross the road to help old ladies out but all I get are ungrateful grunts. (Part 1)
In the final appearance from Aaron until a one-off in Sep-2004, Chas takes a day off without Louise’s okay. Aaron is involved in playing in a game of cards with Shadrach and Zak (first beer, now cards… bad habits 😐). Chas whinging how she only gets ‘ungrateful grunts’ from Aaron (early grump 😂). Aaron won’t play further if Chas participates. Gordon shows up looking for Aaron. Aaron tells Gordon about Chas hitting him. Chas finds happy photos of Aaron with Sandra.
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22-Feb-2004
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kawaiixriot · 10 months
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simstationdance · 2 years
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The last several months were far from easy for Daisy Loste, considering the death of her husband, the decision to move houses, and even more recently, the sudden disappearance of one of her close friends. Well... they weren’t exactly close, but still...
If it wasn’t for the support of her (now formerly next-door) neighbors and family friends, the Grunts, she doesn’t know where she’d be right now...
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Daisy: Thank you all so much for the help, Missy. Missy: It’s nothing, really. I just hope the change of scenery will help you feel a little better. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call.
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They were even courteous enough to help her get started on the decorating, and once they were finished, the new house started to feel more like a real home - without, of course, the excess emotional baggage...
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I’m sorry but… the format of this book reminds me of the “Seven Old Ladies” song:
The first offender was young Justin Foley
We shared dreams, it was a kiss so holy but,
Justin got an ego and spread lies so lowly;
Everyone laugh, point, and stare…
AND IT’S OH DEAR
WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE
Thirteen of you assholes were mean
And murdered me—
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dirtyvulture · 6 months
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Natasha Romanoff* x Fem!Reader
18+ only, read at your own risk
Requested by @amanda13parker: GP!Nat who has blanket consent from fem!R to use her whenever and Nat takes full advantage of it. Cooking? Not anymore she's not. Bent over the counter and stuffed. Watching a movie? Nope. Riding Nat and bouncing on her ... thing... Sleeping? Woke up to being bred. And R is loving every second of it while being praised and a bit degraded, being called by Nat her good girl and her breeding slut since she enjoys it so much.
AN: Enjoy, friend! And everyone should go check out your artwork. 👀 This is basically just porn with no plot, so keep scrolling if you're looking for something with substance. 😂
*Nat has a penis.
You hear the front door slam open and Natasha trudge inside, dropping her heavy work bag to the floor.
"I'm in the kitchen!" you call out, although you know she can guess where you are based on the smell of your cooking. You're almost done now, the stew aromatic and bubbling in the pot, and you're taking the freshly baked bread out of the oven when Natasha walks in.
Just as you set the hot pan on the counter, you feel Natasha's arms coil around your waist, her front pressing against your back, her weight heavy and warm against you.
"That smells so good, baby," she whispers into your ear and your heart rate quickens when you feel her bulge press against your butt.
"Are you hungry?" you ask.
"For you," she responds, and before you can protest, Natasha has you turned around, facing the counter. Your shorts are on the floor as she wrestles out of her pants, her strong hands lifting your hips up to angle yourself back.
"Oh Nat," you moan as her thick cock slides through your center. You feel yourself dripping onto her in record time and you're glad she can't see how red you are in the face at how quickly she turns you on. Her fingers part your folds and rub your clit roughly, causing you to keen louder and thrust back, the emptiness in your core begging to be filled by her.
Natasha throbs at the noises you make, her breathing picking up as she prepares you for her. She slaps her cock against your butt before sliding in, grunting as you tighten and convulse around her.
"Fuck babe, your'e so big," you pant, pushing back to take her entire length. Natasha slams her hips forward, almost sending you crashing into the counter, setting a hard and face pace you can barely keep up with.
Good thing the bread is already out of the oven, because you have no chance of going anywhere now.
Natasha's grip on your waist tightens to keep you in place as she slams into you over and over, the tip of her cock brushing the sensitive spot inside of you with every thrust. You're almost standing on your tiptoes as you try to angle yourself to fit her better, moaning in ecstasy at the thought of her using you like a personal Fleshlight.
"Right there, Nat. Right there. Please don't stop," you beg, holding onto the edge of the counter so tightly if it weren't made of granite a piece would have snapped off.
"Look at you taking me so well. My good girl," Natasha grunts, losing some of her rhythm as she nears her release. The slick noises of sex fill the kitchen, and with one final thrust you come undone, spilling all over her cock.
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Movie nights don't always go as planned for the two of you either. More than half the time they end up with both of you on top of each other, Natasha's cock somehow finding its way inside of you every time. But you don't mind. You love being bred by your girlfriend and even if your favorite movie of all time was playing, you'd gladly let yourself be taken any way Natasha wants.
And if being dragged onto Natasha's lap halfway through a movie and made to ride her cock until your legs were shaking and you were seeing stars wasn't enough, Natasha has the audacity to wake you up in the middle of the night, already with her cock between your legs, hard and ready for another round.
Both of you are lying on your sides, and you lift your leg higher to give her easier access to sink into you to the hilt. Your brain is a scrambled mess from being woken up so suddenly and fucked so frequently, but you don't mind at all. You love being used by Natasha and you love making her feel good.
The bed rocks as Natasha thrusts into you, holding onto your leg to keep them separated.
"You like being woken up just to be bred like the slut you are?" she grunts into your ear.
"Yes, yes!" you respond, reaching back to tangle your hand in her hair, dragging her head down into the crook of your neck.
"Who's slut are you?" Natasha asks, her thrusts quickening. She will never get over how well you take her, like your pussy was meant for her cock and her cock only.
"Yours!" you pant, slick running down the inside of your thigh. You aren't even sure if you've cum already, but Natasha gives no signs of slowing down as she plows into you. She gropes onto your breasts, biting bruises onto your neck and shoulders, handling you roughly as she searches for her release. And you're happy to lie there and be used, your body in a state of euphoria as Natasha finally cums into you, the hot pulses of her seed triggering yet another orgasm from you, and you go limp in her arms.
"That's my good girl," Natasha murmurs into your sweaty neck. "You'll look so beautiful carrying my child."
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thatsdemko · 7 months
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junipers dad- g.russell
pairings: George Russell x albon!fem!reader
fc: lyssieloooloo (from ig and TikTok)
requested: y - “What about something to do with all the pets the Albion’s have?? I think it would be super cute if George was trying to soft launch the relationship but because he’s such good friends with Alex people just assume that he’s hanging with the Albon family. And then it just culminates into either Albon!reader (or maybe Alex😂) just getting tried of George’s moping that his long planned out soft launch isn’t going to plan so they just decide to hard launch.”
a/n: a little something to lighten to mood xx— ps happy non-red bull podium!!
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f1updates: it seems like George is hanging out with the Albon’s this weekend after Silverstone! he posted this cute picture of an albon cat ☺️
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f1lover22: I love that George and Alex hang out!
charleslechair: Alex and George two besties that can’t be separated
alblondo: is that y/n?! that’s so cute that George is friends with all of his sisters
princessgeorge: I’m also p sure that’s y/n’s cat juniper!
he sits cross legged in the chair, juniper sound asleep in his lap while he scrolls through Instagram for inspiration of his next launch. the last one was an ultimate fail considering half of formula one fans believed he was just hanging out with Alex. didn’t they know juniper was your cat?
“what’s got you so consumed online?” you peer over his shoulder, he’s searched high and low on the instagram tag ‘#softlaunch’ and it makes you giggle that he’s warped into introducing you properly to his instagram.
“why don’t you just post a picture of me and juniper? that way it looks more like you’re hanging out with me than with Alex.” you take the sleeping cat out of his lap, an alarmed grunt comes from her lips as you hold her in your arms for a picture.
“that outta do it right? Alex is nowhere to be seen.”
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georgerussell63: spent some well needed time off
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albon_pets: 🐱❤️
maxverclerc: omg did George spend the weekend with the Albons?!
lewrussell: obsessed over that he and the albon siblings are friends
mercedesgeorge: everyday George proves more and more that he and Alex are still besties
“I don’t get it, why does everyone think we are friends?”
“well to be fair you did post a picture from junipers birthday party and everyone remembers that day.” you say it in a matter of fact tone that makes him groan as he scrolls through the comments.
albonlover: george was adopted by the albon family and I think that’s so cute
britcedes63: does he regularly hang out with them? I wouldn’t be surprised! he and Alex are really close
he shuts off his phone and watches you play with juniper. the fish on the stick being her worst enemy as she attempts to tackle it down in the air when a brilliant idea comes to his mind.
“why don’t you post me? that way everyone will be suspicious on who you’re dating!”
you roll your eyes playfully at his comment, but when you look over at him he’s handing you your phone to take a picture of him and juniper.
“if this will make you happy, then why not?”
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f1gossiplover: photo submitted by anonymous! y/n albon seems to have a new man who looks awfully similar to George?? what’s everyone’s thoughts!
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hamilton44: that’s not George that’s some imposter
gaslycharles: too short to be George
gr63babes: I know George and that’s not him
“what do they mean that’s not me?! that’s so clearly me in the picture.” he huffs in annoyance, phone balanced against his water bottle as he eats breakfast. the recent topic of your posts for each other is all he seems to be able to talk about, and you’d had enough. you’d really thought that semi hard launch would’ve been enough to make fans suspicious, but nobody budged.
you curse Alex for being such close friends to George, that way it was ten times harder for you to actually post the relationship like normal couples.
“why does it matter so much to you again?” you sit beside him, reaching over you take his phone and toss it into the empty chair beside you. he’d spent enough time on the device than paying attention to you.
“I just want to do it right. I don’t want to hard launch you and you realize it was too soon.”
you smile at his concerns and reach to grab his hand, “you’re too cute, Georgie, but truthfully I don’t care how you post me, but it seems to be upsetting you very much, so I have an idea.”
y/nalbon
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y/nalbon: juniper enjoyed some sun with her dad @ Georgerussell63
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albon_pets: uncle George has been promoted!
georgerussell63: daddy loves you juni!
roscoelovescoco: playdate soon?
mercedesamgf1: petition for juniper to join us in the paddock?
williamsracing: not on our watch!
lewishamilton: where do I sign up to get me and Roscoe matching sweaters?
alexalbon: don’t hold your breath she’s still making George and me our matching jumpers
tags: (sorry to lazy to tag everyone just gonna tag a few) @monzabee @lovelytsunoda @oconso @motorsp0rt
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kingkatsuki · 2 months
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— a favour
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Deku has a favour to ask of Bakugou, and he hopes you’ll be happy to oblige.
This is pretty much for Kitten idk😂😭
Warnings: 18+.
Word Count: 0.8k.
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“You wanna what?” Bakugou sneers as he pushes his mask up onto his forehead, raising a brow. Completely positive that Deku hadn’t just asked him that question, there ain’t no fucking way—
“No, no, no, listen! I’ll pay you— and I just think it’ll be better with you both rather than a stranger.”
“And you think that’s a favour?” Bakugou grunts, “A favour is ‘Can you spot me?’ or ‘Can you give me a lift?’— not can I fuck your girlfriend?”
“No! I don’t want to fuck her—” A blatant lie, “I want to watch—”
“You want me to fuck my girlfriend—” Bakugou sounds on his tongue, as though that would make it make sense, “And you just wanna watch?”
“Um, well yeah.” The tips of Deku’s ears were burning crimson, tinted all the way across his cheeks as he felt his stomach knot.
After he was caught in a drunken fumble with an escort a few months ago, Midoriya had to be more careful about the company he kept. The story only failed to reach the local news outlets and social media thanks to his quick thinking HR team sending out a lengthy NDA, paired with a substantial payoff. Escorts, strangers online and Only Fans were now completely off limits. If the public found out about the Number One Heroes filthy little secret his entire image would be destroyed.
“So why not just go out and fuck a girl?” Bakugou snorts, “There’s gotta be thousands of women ready to get into the Number One’s pants.”
“It’s not just about that,” Deku flushes, trying to avoid Bakugou’s intense fiery gaze, “I like to watch—”
“So watch porn.” Bakugou scoffs, “I’m sure I’ve got plenty of fuckin’ videos on my phone that I can send ya— there’s one where I’ve got her in this posi—”
“No!” Midoriya cut him off, “I mean— I like when people are mean to me.”
Bakugou’s lips curled into a sinful grin at the realisation as he held his phone in his hands, staring down at his former school friend, “You like being degraded huh? You sick freak.”
Midoriya bit back a groan as he felt his pants tighten at the brash tone, his cock pulsing beneath the tough fabric as he shifted from foot to foot.
“And what makes you think she’d even agree to it, hah?” Bakugou knew you were more than comfortable trying out new kinks and experiences in the bedroom with him, just last week you’d filmed a raunchy CNC sex tape after your date plans had been ruined by a torrential downpour. And you were more than happy for him to share some of the moments he filmed with his best friends— But this was inviting another man, a friend, into your most intimate moments together. Nowhere near the same as sending a quick thirty second video of you bouncing on his cock to Kirishima.
“Can you at least ask her?” Midoriya mumbles, “Please?”
���Yeah, sure.” Bakugou itches his nose with the back of his hand, “I’ll tell her what a sick fuckin’ freak you are, Deku.”
Midoriya was certain he could’ve creamed his pants from the condescending lilt to Bakugou’s voice as he grabbed his towel out of his locker, his stomach lurching as he thought about whether this was what his friend was like when he was with you. Watching Bakugou disappear behind the shower stalls as Midoriya finally chanced palming his throbbing cock for a moments relief, wincing when he felt just how wet with pre his boxers were as they stuck to his skin uncomfortably, moulding to his cock as he groaned in satisfaction.
Did Bakugou talk to you like this too? So full of spite and degredation— Did the same thing get you off too? Or was his voice soft and full of praise as he plowed into your sloppy cunt.
“Oi,” Bakugou shouted across the locker room as Midoriya laced his red trainers. He definitely couldn’t shower here, not now. He had to make it home— looking up to see Bakugou standing there with a towel slung low on his hips, a smirk on his face as he held his phone in the air. And Midoriya noticed he was on video chat with you, wondering whether Bakugou was talking to you while he was in the shower— “She said she wants to play your nasty little game, Deku.”
And here Midoriya was, not even forty-eight hours later. Sitting at the foot of your bed while Bakugou split you apart on his cock—
“She didn’t believe me when I told her, you know.” Bakugou sneers, a warm palm cupping your jaw to direct your debauched face to his friends green gaze, “Couldn’t believe that precious little Deku would be such a sick little freak.”
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frogchiro · 10 months
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More octo konig that whole scenario had me laughing 😂
I'd be more than happy to and I'm so glad that others like octo König too😭
He's a little shit tbh! Not in a million years he'd expect that random encounter on the beach but he isn't complaining at all!! The look of utter confusion when you first saw him washed up and tangled in seaweed and the feeling of your gentle and soft hands on him as you removed the plants ingraved into his mind forever now.
He decided that he has to have you when you took him into your arms and pressed him against your tits, all wet and slimy and stared at him in wonder and confusion, probably wondering what he was as he stared at you but got frantic when you started to move towards the ocean to release him, no!! He needed to stay!!
He'd start wiggling and grunting (which sounds more like a squeaky cough) and as a last resort he'd use his tentacles to stick to your torso and refuse to let go, almost vibrating with annoyance.
König only relaxed his grip on you when you sighed and smiled at him and went away from the water probably towards your home and he couldn't help himself but do a happy wiggle at which you laughed so prettily ;;
That's when König's mind became set on making you his mate; fuck Ghost, Soap, Graves and every other merman, they could all go to fucking hell for all he cares, the only thing on his mind now was to get better and stronger again and then take you with him♡
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msbigredmachine · 21 days
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Black Sweatpants (Roman Reigns)
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Why did the Tribal Chief arrive late to the Pat McAfee Show? Based on Roman's appearance on March 22 2024. Pat was forced to cut a promo on the fly because Roman took too long to come out 😂
Pairing: Roman Reigns/OC
Word Count: 1.8k
Warning: Smut
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You knew he would get out there late, and you accepted full responsibility. But given the way you were getting dicked down right now, it was totally worth it.
Your blood-red lace thong dangled from your right ankle as Roman jackhammered into you, his thick shaft stuffed inside your tender walls. Biting down on your bottom lip, you wrapped your arms tight around the big man, long-awaited pleasure coursing down your spine all the way to your pastel-colored toes as he pounded you out in the corner of the spacious locker room.
"Oh, ohhh fuck," you couldn't help but cry out at one particularly deep thrust.
"Keep it down before someone comes in here," he growled. Hunched over you, the wicked gleam in his eyes watching you struggle to suppress your moans, told you he was relishing every second of your agony.
"I'm trying, you ain't helping," you whined back.
"Not hard enough," he countered, nudging your legs wider and making you watch his dick disappear inside your wetness. He slapped your hand away when you placed it on his abs to push him back because he was getting too deep. "Naw, you wanted this dick all day, you better take it now..."
When you ordered the new all-black hoodie and joggers set from Nike for Roman, you knew he would look good in it. However, when he returned for his scheduled private flight to Iowa for Pat McAfee's show wearing it, you didn't expect him to look that good. And you certainly did not expect his dick print to be on display like that. You had endured three tortuous weeks of no sex because he'd been away spending time with his two kids he shared with his ex-wife. So you were excited to have him back, and judging from that not-so-little bulge between his legs, he was excited to see you too. You could all but see it, that long, thick brown cock that time and again wreaked the unholiest of havoc in you, protruding against the cotton material and calling for your attention. But the man had the gall to play hard to get, deliberately spurning your advances, acting all platonic and professional, like the rest of his team didn't already know you were lovers. Never one to back down, you ramped up your actions, rubbing his inner thigh throughout the flight and on the ride to Field House, brushing your body against him every chance you got, teasing him right back, trying to get him to crack. As soon as he ordered everyone out of his locker room just minutes after arriving, you knew you succeeded.
Roman planted wet kisses along the side of your neck, the soft prickles of his thick beard unleashing another flood between your legs. His hulking body stretched over yours, his sweatpants rolled down to just underneath the curve of his ass cheeks for the purpose of this quickie. He was so hard inside you, demanding your pleasure as he impaled you with no mercy, his tempo hot and frenetic from the very start. His big hand slipped from your breast downwards to twirl his fingertips around your clit, your throaty whines music to his ears as your sweet moisture pooled around his fingers. The squelching noise pierced the air that was already thickened by your heavy breaths and his hips smacking into yours.
"Mmm, wet as fuck, just the way I like it," Roman grunted, leaning down to suckle on your left nipple, his saliva smearing the puckered skin when he released it with a wet pop, "I can tell you was goin' crazy without this dick, right, baby?"
"Yes, and yet your punk ass still ignored me all day, too fuckin' busy making your damn TikTok videos," you griped.
"Quit your whining, Daddy always gives you what you want in the end. Unh, how you feel so good all the time? I love it," he moaned, his brown irises rolling back briefly before they landed on yours again in an intense stare. Through the lustful haze of passion, you felt your heart thumping rapidly inside your chest as you looked into his eyes. It didn't matter if you were having sex or not; it always sped up in his mere presence.
You fell in love with him not long after you became his personal assistant a year and a half ago. You worked hard to please him, on the job and off it, and he showed you his gratitude in a plethora of ways, carnal and otherwise. You were a walking cliché, but you couldn't care less, not when it bagged you a man like that. The sex appeal oozed from his pores. He was confident and self-assured and had worked his ass off to get to where he was today. He got along with all of his team, was a decent and fair employer, and was generous to a fault, showering his staff with presents on birthdays and Christmases. The diamond pendant he gifted you for Valentine's Day currently hid between your cleavage he was kneading with his big hands. He was everything you could ask for in a boss and a boyfriend, which was honestly an impressive feat.
You placed one hand behind his neck and tugged him down to flick your tongue inside his warm mouth. His thrusts remained indulgent as you kissed hungrily, branding you, marking you, wiping out everything from your mind except the euphoric feeling that engulfed you every time he kissed and fucked you dumb. He pushed your dress further up your waist and gathered your supple ass cheek in his competent hand, lifting you right up against him. He was all up in your stomach and your walls suckled his cock greedily, holding him in a vice-like grip. The gruff yet sensual sounds pouring from him teased your core, making you need more of it, more of him.
"Awww, shit, yes," Your eyes fluttered shut when he began to wind his hips, circling clockwise and then in reverse, the head of his cock churning your sweet spot, his triumphant growl accompanying every thrust. In and out, in and out, the erotic loop punctuated by the low, husky groans of your Tribal Chief, causing your head to rock back from blinding bliss. "Ooooh baby, baby right there, ahh," you whimpered.
"Uh huh, I'm deep in that shit. Got this pussy feelin' good, huh?" Roman said, his haughty taunts disappearing in another moan as your pussy rippled around his dick over and over. He kept up his grinding strokes which seemed to intensify the throatier and more desperate your moans grew, as though the mere sound of them fueled his ruthlessness. His paw curled around your throat, his display of dominance leaving you a sopping, dripping mess as he made you take every inch of him. You were dizzy, on the verge of falling apart, and your body burned for release, yet all you could do was hold on while this man continued to destroy you, rendering you helpless and pathetic and under his heady spell.
"I'm gonna come, Daddy," you gasped. Your fingernails clawed at his forearm holding your neck, moaning his name as he fucked you harder, making sure there was no way you would last long with the kind of pounding he was giving you right now.
"Mmm-hmm, come on my dick, give it to me," he ordered, barely hanging on himself. He groaned as your pussy walls held his cock hostage, making him swell inside you as his climax beckoned. "Fuck, babe, ahhh, fuck..."
Burying your face in his broad chest, you barely kept your scream muffled as your orgasm tore through you, your body arching, legs trembling around his waist as you came hard. Time and space and coherence blurred into one sensual puddle. His heavy weight almost smothered you as he chased his own orgasm, his eyes glazing over in a telltale sign that he was right there with you. His hips jerked as his dick began to throb and twitch inside you, and you gasped at the feel of his seed spilling inside your walls, his big body shivering from the force of his release, his deep voice exhaling guttural moans as he succumbed to you. It felt so good, feeling him fall with you, toppling over the precipice of pleasure together.
After he finally caught his breath, Roman shifted back a bit to observe you, taking in your face, flushed with satisfaction, your lips plumped and ravaged by his own. You looked damn beautiful, and he showed you by brushing your mouths together in the gentlest, sweetest kisses.
"Happy now?" he smirked.
You grinned from ear to ear. "Very happy, Daddy. I've missed you. Love you so much."
"I love you too, baby," he replied with one last soft kiss, both of you moaning as his drained dick slipped out of your warm confines. You dragged yourself to a seated position when he climbed off you and hurriedly tugged his pants back up. Adjusting your dress, you checked your watch and sighed. "Great, you're two minutes behind schedule. You're not even mic'd up yet," you said, fishing out Roman's bottle of Jean-Paul Gaultier cologne from his backpack and giving the room a few quick spritzes to stifle the cloying scent of your latest sexscapade.
"Well, Pat's gonna have to wait," he answered flippantly as he raked his hair back into its trademark bun. He watched you reach for your underwear that had tangled around your foot and beat you to the punch, snatching up the tiny scrap of lingerie and tucking it into his back pocket.
"Roman!" you exclaimed.
"What? It's mine now," he declared, grabbing his gold championship belt and standing to his full height. You bit your lip as you drank him in, your gaze stopping between his sturdy thighs. You just had sex but you found yourself getting aroused again.
"Your dick print is still showing," you pointed out, licking your lips reflexively.
"Course it is, I got that thang on me," he bragged, smoothing his big hand over his groin, his body tingling from the memory of your delicious warmth. Noticing the heat in your eyes, he smiled that suggestive half-smile of his and tapped your backside. "Down, baby girl, Daddy's gotta go to work. You can have me all you want after TV tonight."
As you followed him out of the locker room and stepped into the cold sunshine, you caught the slightly pronounced limp in your man's walk, his glowing, kiss-swollen features, the extra width in his smile, and beamed with pride.
Yeah, I did that shit.
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Another short one. Thoughts?
I have a few more Roman ones I'm working on and hope to get out soon.
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vvynia · 4 months
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smut ramble: ellie reading your body
pairing: e. williams x reader
genre: smut + fluff
word count: 440
warnings: language that explicitly denotes reader as afab, this is literally smut so reader's discretion is advised for that alone and MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mention of past erotic choking but overall very vanilla
author’s note: i was straight up in the middle of reading another fic writer’s smut and got a burst of inspiration, then i wrote this. yay !! also, as a black woman, i usually write for black readers but reader’s race doesn’t make a monumental impact in this little drabble x4, so go crazy !! also, these dividers are by @cafekitsune ! the goat.
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just had the most random (not really, i’ve been thinking about this for the last week and a half actually) thought of how tender ellie is with you; how, when she has you naked under the heat of her eyes, spread open for her in the most testimonal manner, she presses her center to your’s with the utmost care; how she slots her body against your’s just right. skin to skin, breaths in sync. that harmony always comes to an end, however, when she begins to circle her hips. her goal is to catch your clit with her’s just how you both like.
you’re sopping wet and, goodness, she can hear so vivdly the way her essence mingles with yours—lovingly, carnally, desperately. the slick of you two is hightened by the silence and stillness of the room. after all, not much moves on the acres of a farm in the middle of jackson county, wyoming just hours before sunrise (except the two women occupying the house, of course).
the aura around you two buzzes, and as she grows more needy for her release, ellie’s grunts and pants waltz with your whines. her gait is getting you a little too worked up for her liking, however. she sees the signs: tremoring thighs, thready inhales, lost hands begging for a place to squeeze and tug for refuge.
these make her slow just enough to turn your cries indignant. you lift your eyelids so you can glare your annoyance into her, but ellie’s already caught you in her gaze.
she husks, “keep ‘em open, baby.” she leans further into you to put a calloused hand on your cheek and a soft kiss upon your lips. “you gotta keep ‘em open if you wanna cum harder, remember?”
you do remember.
you remember the first time ellie made you squirt. it was when she’d wrapped her hand into a near-fist around your throat and forced you to give her your undivided attention as she fucked her strap into you at a pace so brutal, you had bambi legs afterward.
though, like i said, ellie williams is gentle today. she realigns your focus by gradually finding the pace she’d kept before your burst of excitement. she splays her hand across your hip, smooches the plush of your calf, and manages to never lose your eyes the entire time.
a cracked moan and a yelp later, you cum unbidden.
the moral of the story lies here: ellie speaks the language of your body as though she’s been studying linguistics for the entirety of her life. to such extent and farther, that is how much she loves you.
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@picklesarenice69 - girl, i know this isn’t what you’ve been asking me to tag you in, but i wrote something and i thought you might appreciate it 😂
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mauvecherie-writes · 2 months
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filthy: l.hamilton.
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warning: 18+ mdni, extreme sexual content, slight dom!lewis, mating press, dirty talk, unprotected p in v.
notes: this gif set sent me and @hopefulromantic1 down a sinful path. our dark thoughts collided. Also I didn’t watch the episode lmao - a small section of this - paragraph 3 - is purely based on the gifs I’ve seen 😂. either way ennjjooyy 😘🤭.
I’m thinking about how you can’t get over just how buff Lewis got over the winter break. You love the way he just fills his t-shirts more, the way his thighs stretch the fabric of his pants - just how every inch of him seems to be bulging.
Just watching him do mundane things has you all hot and bothered. Like you’re in the living room watching his episode of DTS and you’re squirming in your seat as if he’s not somewhere in the house.
It’s the weirdest thing that sets you off. He’s by the track in his white tee, talking to the kids from Mission44 and he moves to clap his hands before swinging his arms. holy fuck. you’re creaming for your man.
You move so quickly off the sofa, you startle your sleepy boy Roscoe. You throw an apology to him before running to the security system and search the camera footage to see where he is.
He’s outside, fixing up the trampoline for the kids. You run to the backyard and for a moment you stop and just watch him. His arms flexing as he tightens the bolts on the legs.
When you catch his eye, he smiles at you. So bright and wide, his eyes crinkle in the corners and your heart beats faster causing you to blush.
“What’s up baby?” He asks you as he stands to his full height.
You don’t answer and in that moment Lewis sees the glint in your eye and he immediately knows where your heart is at. It makes him smirk.
“I have a problem.” You say as you tip-toe toward him.
“Tell me love.” He says, wiping his hands before taking your hand pulling you closer before he settles his large palms on your waist as yours wrap around his neck and you play with the strands at the back of his head.
“I see you on the show and you’re all buff and shit, muscles spilling out of your shirt and then I see you out here doing work.”
“Did that turn you on baby?” He licks his lips as he trails his hands down to your ass and cups your cheeks.
“Yeah.” You let out a breathless sigh as he massages your flesh.
“How do you want me to fix it sweetheart?”
You give an all knowing smile and next thing you know, he’s picking you up in his arms and running back into the house. You don’t even go all the way to the master bedroom.
He bulldozes his way into the guest bedroom downstairs and chucks you onto the bed like you weigh nothing before pulling at your clothes and barely stepping out of his before he’s back in between your legs.
“You’re so fucking wet. Did I really do that to you sweet girl?” He smiles as he stretches his knees apart - pushing yours further apart too.
“Yes!” You gasp as you arch forward trying to press your cunt against this dick. “I’m also ovulating so that could be it too.” You confess.
Lewis grunts at your words as he presses into you. Once your eyes roll, he doesn’t hold back. He’s fucking you so good that you’re screaming and trying to run away from him. He’s deep in your guts as you struggle for words.
His shoulders and chest are folding you and pressing into you as you struggle for air.
“It’s t- too much baby.” You hiccup as his skin slaps against the back of thighs. His mark was all over your body despite the way that he has you folded. The contact bites at your skin from the ferocity of his thrusts.
He’s fucking you into the bed and crushing you until you’re gasping for air and he laughs at you - mocking you for how much you said you could take him but you’re clearly having trouble doing so.
You keep trying to run away.
You try to beg but he’s not having it, the laughter is gone from his voice - he’s serious again. Your legs are back on his shoulders and he’s got you in a mating press as he fucks you harder and harder into the bed.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going huh?” He hisses in your ear as he thrusts until you. “I’m fixing your problem aren’t I? This is what you wanted. Why you running?” He taunts you.
You cry louder as tears trail down your cheeks and settle into the crooks of your neck.
“This is what you wanted. Fucking take it!” He growls. “Take this fucking dick, it’s yours.”
ru’s letters 💌: I’m ending it here. Let your imagination run 😝😌
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wheredafandomat · 5 months
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Like you hate me
Loki x female reader
18+ | it’s just smut 😂 also apologies for my inactivity, I’ve been sooo busy but I’ve almost finished the semester so I’ll be back after that. I thought I’d quickly write something as evidence that I’m still alive 😂😂 just realising that I’ve forgotten how to write. If this is cringy then pretend you didn’t read it 🤣❤️ WK 900
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“Like you hate me” you whispered against Loki’s ear, smirking as he ground his hips against yours, pinning you against the wall harder. You could feel his cock straining against the material of his trousers as he continued circling his hips, desperate for you. You gave him nothing, remaining silent as you awaited his next move. He asked how you wanted it, you answered, it was his turn to call the shots.
“You know not what you ask, pet” Loki uttered, his lips moving delicately across your neck as you lifted your head back, exposing more of yourself. His kisses grew harsher, more purposeful as one of his hands fell between you both, hiking up your dress before venturing underneath it. You bucked your hips as you felt Loki’s fingers against your pussy, his lick over your pulse point a silent thank you for not wearing any panties. Your eyes fell closed, quiet gasps falling from your lips as Loki circled your clit. You widened your legs a little as his lips met yours in a messy kiss. You moaned as you felt one of his fingers entering you before another causing your legs to almost give way.
Before you could really let the pleasure consume you, Loki pulled out of you, his fingers drawing lazy circles over your clit again as he broke the kiss.
“Once I remove my hand from between your thighs, you’re going to turn around and bend over a little” Loki instructed, waiting for you to nod in agreement before he reluctantly removed his hand. Obediently, you spun around, placing your hands against the wall as you bent over, biting down your smile as you heard Loki unbuckling his belt. “Good girl” he spoke against your ear as he stood behind you, leaning over you a little.
You smiled as his hands gripped your hips, angling you towards him before your smile fell, feeling one of his hands come into contact with your ass in a grating slap.
“Beautiful” Loki admired, looking down at his handprint forming on your ass cheek.
He barely gave you a moment to recover or respond before he was entering you completely, filling your needy pussy with his hard cock. You moaned, pushing back against him as he bottomed out.
“Fuck” he spoke through gritted teeth as he pulled out before thrusting inside of you again and repeating his movements. He set a steady pace, chasing his own pleasure as his name fell from your lips. Using one of your hands, you steadied yourself against the wall whilst trying to rub your clit with the other before Loki grabbed the wayward hand, placing it against the wall again.
His thrusts grew harder, his hips smacking against you violently as he fucked you, grunting your name. His vigorous movements pushed you against the wall, your cheek coming into contact with the cold material as you continued to moan. The hand Loki was using to keep yours up snaked around you before you felt his fingers circling your wet clit again.
“Fuck Lokii” you mewled, vision blurry as he rubbed your clit, thrusting even harder. You felt his cock hitting that perfect spot repeatedly causing your arousal to drip down his thick veiny length. His fingers left you for a moment before you heard him release them from his mouth with a pop causing you to clench down around him as you imagined the sight.
“Delicious” he hummed before massaging your clit again. The fast circles caused you to scream his name as you came but Loki didn’t stop. He continued fucking you, two of his fingers still circling your clit as his lips met the nape of your neck.
“L-lokii” you moaned.
“This is how you wanted it, up against the wall like a whore, a whore I hate” he grunted “well, whore, we’re not stopping until I come” he sniggered darkly.
You tried to clench your walls around him, wanting him to climax as your pleasure became overwhelming but each moment passed so slow. His fingers didn’t leave your swollen clit, his cock didn’t stray far from your sensitive pussy.
“Lokii fuckk” you mewled, overstimulated as another orgasm threatened to ripple through you.
“N-not yet!” He almost snarled, chasing his pleasure.
“I-I can’t—I’m gonna c—ughh” you struggled to stand, your pleasure building before you reached your climax, practically falling back against Loki who let you recover for a few moments as he slowed his pace before he was pushing you back against the wall.
“Can you give me one more? One more, hmm?” He cooed in your ear “we can do it together” he encouraged, his movements speeding again. “One more and then you’re done” he smiled against you, wrapping his arms around yours and pulling you backwards, arching your back before he was fucking into you with ardour again.
“Ughhh” you moaned, your body practically shaking as he moved in and out of you. You felt his lips against your neck as he neared his orgasm.
“Say my name” he instructed.
“Lokii” you answered breathlessly, your pleasure building as his thrusts grew lazy, desperate.
“SAY MY NAME!” He commanded.
“LOKII!” You yelled, vision blurring as your body tensed, the unbearable pleasure shrouding you.
“That’s it, good girl” Loki groaned, movements stilling as he came inside of you, pulling out a little before pumping his load inside of you again. “Good girl” he repeated, kissing your back.
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