#mini blurb

[ellecdc]

ELLE ELLE ELLE I COMETH TO THEE WITH DESIRE OF SALVATION

poly marauders x reader who's quiet at first but as the relationship progresses/as she spends more time around the boys she gets crazier and stuff and like has the sense of humor of a teenage boy or smth 😭

hi ash!!!! sorry for the wait. also, I couldn't really think of anything too long for this but here's a little baby blurb/scene on our reader with the sense of humour of a teenage boy <333

poly!marauders x fem!reader

CW: mention of boners/dicks, insinuation of activities with said dicks idk it's not explicit

“Quick question, Moony; when did our sweet darling angel turn into such a gremlin?” Sirius asked as he watched you and James cackle to yourselves in the dark hallways of the Slytherin dungeons.

The boys had planned a prank on Slytherin tonight, and you had insisted on tagging along. If you had told Sirius a year ago that the shy, quiet girl who could barely hold eye contact and flushed furiously at any compliment would be actively participating in one of their pranks, he would have laughed in your face.

But alas, here you were.

Cackling so hard you were clutching at your stomach and nearly falling over.

All because James had given you the can of muggle spray paint and you used it to draw a dick on the wall.

“I think she’s been hanging out with us too much.” Remus commented with a smile, leaning some of his weight onto the shorter boy as they watched you skip down the hall to paint another.

“I mean, dicks, really?” Sirius harrumphed. “That’s not tasteful at all.”

Remus chuckled and pinched Sirius’ bum. “That’s not quite what you were saying last night.” He said with a wink as he started down the hall after you, leaving Sirius a blushing (and semi-hard) mess in the dark corridor. 

He could only bring himself to follow after the three of you when he heard the likes of Peeves moving through the dungeons and he was horrified at the idea of the poltergeist finding him with a hard on so close to the Slytherin common room. 

#ask elle #marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #self insert #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders #mini blurb #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #james potter x reader #james potter x you #ellecdc fics

[xspeter]

The night is cold. That much Steve knows. He knows his torso is bloody with the remnants of scratches and bite marks. He knows that even as he feels weak and broken, he’s never felt more grateful.

Because even though he nearly died, even though he’d been in a literal alternate dimension, he got to walk home with you.

Your light, your kindness, it’s what made all this worth it. If you asked him to, he would’ve crawled right back into Vecna's lair and fought him with his own two hands.

“Stevie?” You mumble. Steve looks down at you, your lips chapped and cheeks dirty with grime and sweat. He’s not sure you’ve ever looked more beautiful.

“Yeah?”

Your lips twitch up into a smile, “Let’s go home.”

It’s that request that lets Steve’s shoulders fall. His body physically deflates as he lets himself bask in your gaze. He nods lazily, “Okay.”

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mini blurb bc i feel bad for the drought that’s been on my page lately. but what if i told you ive been working on an ex’s to lovers cabin!au? 🤔

#steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #stranger things #vecna #stranger things x you #x reader #stranger things x reader #blurb #mini blurb #i had to get this out #idk #sorry it’s to short #kat thinks 🙋‍♀️

[loveeharrington]

hi! congrats on 100!! 🥳🥳

i’m requesting a gilmore girls blurb with logan huntzberger and the title is ‘i only want to be with you right now’

ik it’s a pretty bad title but i wasn’t sure how to phrase it and thanks!

*ೃ༄ i only want to be with you right now

the sun shone in through the blinds of the bedroom window, waking logan up. his eyes open and gaze upon you as you pull on a pair of dress pants.

“what are you doing, baby?” he asks, eyes fogged with morning still.

“i have to get to work,” you say, still in a rush. you run to the wardrobe to grab a blazer that would go nicely with these pants.

“just stay in bed with me,” logan says, his signature smirk crossing his face.

“logan, i can’t. i have a meeting,” you say, a little disappointed.

“those business men can wait, i’m more important,” he says, rather convincingly.

you smile and weigh your options in your head. you move to sit down on the side of the bed and his hands reach for you.

“i guess you’re right,” you sigh and say. falling into the mattress, you’re immediately uncomfortable in your business clothes, but logan’s hands wrap around you. he pulls you in close and kisses the top of your head.

“i only want to be with you right now,” he whispers.

#loveeharrington’s 100 follower celebration ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ #mini blurb #logan huntzberger x reader #logan huntzberger x you #logan huntzberger

[astro-ellie]

BABY JOEL 😭 i know ellie had tears in her eyes ♡

i just can’t imagine any other name for the new addition to the williams household

and when the kid grows up (because obviously her intuition was right, it is a boy) she’ll tell him all about who’s he’s named after, grandpa joel, and how he always took care of family-ellie, tommy, sarah. ellie will tell stories that joel told her, and she’ll share all her favourite memories from when he was still alive.

i also feel like it would help ellie a lot on grieving and moving on, by sharing stories and keeping his memory alive when talking to baby joel. she realises she doesn’t have to feel guilty by continuing to live her own life and she’s reminded that moving on doesn’t mean joel will be forgotten.

#mini blurb #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams fic #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams angst #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #tlou ellie #ellie tlou #blurb #the williams household

[manicformunson]

..so um umm could you maybe write a thing where eddie's expecting a blowjob but reader starts licking his balls instead ?

you totally dont have to do this if you don't want to though

note um yes im a whore and live for this

eddie had been thinking of it all day, getting you alone and getting your pretty mouth around his aching dick. he missed you.

as soon as you two got to his trailer he excitedly plopped on the couch and spread his legs wide so you could get comfortable between them.

"been thinking about my lips around your dick all day?" you can't help but tease as you watched him anxiously fumble with his belt. his face was flushed in arousal once his erection was free from the tight jeans he had worn.

"yes, yes you know i have. couldn't think of anything else- shit."

you wasted no time, wrapping slender fingers around him and pumping. eddie's head dropped, humming in pleasure and gripping the edge of the couch.

your attention suddenly drew to his balls barely peeking out of his underwear and you were overcome with the urge to lick them. you needed them in your mouth that very moment.

so you dipped your head down and licked a stripe down between them, making him jump and immediately grip your hair. "jesus fucking christ." you looked up and giggled. you would definitely take a picture of you could; his eyes were blown wide, brows furrowed in a mix of surprise and lust and his lips red.

"you like that babe?" you whispered before slipping one in your mouth, letting yourself salivate around it. "yeah, fuck yeah-" you gargled them in your mouth, relishing the feeling of them.

you continued slurping between them, his cock leaking precum on your fist as you stroked him. he mewled at you and tightened his fingers in your hair causing you to look up.

eddie had his eyes squeezed shut, jaw slack and before you knew it he was cumming all over your pretty face. you licked up his dick before you pulled you up by your hair to meet his lips.

"you are fucking magical."

#eddie munson hc #mini blurb #eddie munson #stranger things #joseph quinn #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson is a virgin #that man gets zero bitches #except me

[monstrouslyobsessed]

ftw you're in a mood to be used by a big beastfolk like a sleeve.

just dangling there while they wrap their meaty hand around your waist. hm.

you poor soul.

#not writing #[kinda] #[why didn't this hellsite come with saved autotagger] #[stupid mobile] #[anyway just posting as a sign of life here for yall] #[testing the mobile too] #mdi #minors dni #beastfolk #beastfolk au #exophilia #n sfw #mini blurb #[lowkey was thinking of my bulls lol]

[shootsun]

Hey, uh @kuhbkiee i really liked your cowboy comic and wrote you something for it? i hope you don’t mind? 

Cowboy AU

The past few weeks had been quiet, and Wukong was getting restless. The last exciting thing that had rolled through the town of Dead End was the supernatural bounty hunter, Six, when he had almost kidnapped his deputy and sheriff in training, MK.

It apparently had all been some big misunderstanding, (something about drawing out a pair of bank robbers with a grudge against his protégé, all while using the kid as bait) but that hadn’t stopped him from giving the black clad bounty hunter a black eye the second MK was safe. Six absolutely hadn’t given him a matching bruise, no matter what the kid said.

The xanthous haired lawman sighs as he wipes the bar counter listlessly. There was no news of any villain or thief in the area, no new crimes to investigate in the dusty little town, nothing but small-town grievances and the occasional low-level demon trying to sneak through the town barriers.

Nothing he or MK couldn’t handle.

He would never admit it, but Wukong was growing to miss his wandering misadventures. He’d settled down in Dead End to help train MK up, to take his mantle of Lawman, to pass on his magic weapon and retire; but if this was anything like retirement, he was going to have to find a project to keep himself busy.

Absentmindedly, his hand brushes over the empty holster on his hip, and he ignores the twinge of panic that jumpstarts in his chest. ‘Iron Shot isn’t mine any more,’ he reminds himself, and hates the part of his mind that argues that the kid isn’t ready to wield a sling shot, much less a shapeshifting magic gun.

The saloon doors swing open behind him with a creak, halting the growing bout of self-arguing, and he gives a half-assed waved without turning around, calling out, “Be with you in a minute.”

The newcomer doesn’t answer, just walks to the bar with slow, self-assured steps across the wooden floor.

Wukong crouches and grabs a glass from under the bar, starting to wipe it clean when the person finally speaks.

“‘S been a while since a brawl started in these parts…” A man spoke, and his drawl was dripping with a smug tone that curled familiarly around Wukong’s ears.

“’nd as interestin’ as this counter top is, it sure ain’t a show stopper. So, how’s about a little rough housing, Lawman?”

Wukong raises his eyes to meet the smirk of an unfortunately familiar bounty hunter, and feels his glamour slip, his eyes flashing red, his fangs sharpening as he growls, “YOU.”

Six’s grin only grows, and Wukong succumbs to the urge to wipe that look off the bounty hunter’s face with gusto. He lunges across the counter top, hiking one leg up over the bar as the bounty hunter has the audacity to back petal wildly.

“Wait, no, no, w-wait, I was just kiddin’,” the demon splutters, his hands up in a placating gesture, but Wukong dives towards him, arm already cocked back for a punch as he connects with the bounty hunter.

The two tumble to the floor in a tangle of limbs as Six yelps and swears as Wukong lands his first punch.

“The audacity of you, to come back to MY town!” the lawman snarls, and the bounty hunter glares at him before elbowing him in the gut.

Wukong lurches to the side, grimacing as Six kicks out from under his hold.

“I’m a Bounty Hunter,” Six hisses, and yanks his hat free from where it was trapped under Wukong’s leg. “I end up everywhere, I didn’t choose to be here, asshole.”  

“Excuses,” Wukong bites out, and then he’s throwing himself towards the bounty hunter once more.

“Excuses?” Six parrots as he blocks Wukong’s punch. “What do you – Hey! Not the tail!”

Wukong grins triumphantly through his mouthful of black fur, and bites down harder when he feels a tug on his braid.

“Could you not?” The bounty hunter grits out, trying and failing to pull the other stubborn supernatural off his tail.    

“Get out of my town,” is what Wukong tried to say, but it sounded more like, “G’t ou’ ma to’n.”

Six looks down at him with a mix of distain and bewilderment. “I speak seven languages and that wasn’t nothing but gibberish.”    

Wukong spits out the bounty hunter’s tail and yanks the supernatural closer by the lapels of his coat. “I said,” he thunders, “Get. Out. Of My. Town.”

#lmk #lmk wukong #lmk sun wukong #lmk monkey king #lmk six eared macaque #lmk macaque #lmk mac #lmk liu er mihou #in case is wasnt like super clear... six is mac but six is like... his bounty hunter name #my writing #mini blurb #shadowpeach #lmk shadowpeach #lmk cowboy au #i wrote this like super fast so if there's any mistakes let me know!!

[threeplantsinawindow]

Do you think the stars see us and weep? Does the moon see us look up at it and wonder how we go on? In areas with light pollution, would the stars worry about those they can’t see?

#mini blurb #idk what I be thinking #they’ve seen so much #stars! #moon #stars and moons #random thoughts

[amoraffairs]

❁ Watermelon, Surfing & Butterflies

summary: meeting JJ & him becoming an absolute simp for you at first glance

“Alright I’m here” JJ announces as he walks into the surf shop. John B glares at him. “JJ we opened two hours ago.” The boys finally opened their surf shop they dreamed about, but we struggled with the actual working part.

JJ glances at you, who looks around the shop confused. As if,you’re not sure what you’re looking for. JJ could feel his cheeks flush just by looking at you.

You were wearing a flowy sundress, covered with tiny flowers, a bunch of brightly designed bracelets on your wrist, and dangly earrings of a shape he couldn’t make of.

Everything about seemed like you walked out of a Jane Ally—Jane Alston—Jane whatever book Kie mentioned. That didn’t stop the urge he felt to walk over to you.

“You’re right. Going to get started right now” JJ says walking towards.

“Wait really—Oh ok “ John B tells him a teasing tone in his voice.

JJ glares at John B but still continuing making his way toward you.

“You need help” His questions startles you as you been focused on trying to find what you were looking for.

“Oh um no thank you—actually yes please” JJ smiles which makes you feel at ease.

“Do you know what surf wax is. I attempted surfing the other day & I kept slipping off my board. I’ve got like five big bruises to prove it. Anyway the internet said surf wax was supposed to help with that.” You ramble.

“You live in OBX & are just surfing now?” It was rare to find someone at Outer Banks who didn’t know how to surf.It was staple there.

“Ohh i’m not from here. I just moved here. I start college here. I mean technically it’s community college. I decided if I can only attend community college then I might as well attend somewhere pretty.” JJ wouldn’t be so sure about the pretty part, but he wasn’t going to crush your fantasy.

Butterflies. Your earrings are butterflies, JJ finally noticed. JJ interrupts his starring and realizes you’re waiting on him to answer your question.

“Oh surf wax, yeah we have surf wax. “ He says, directing you towards the section where it’s located. He points out all the different scents before you finally decide on watermelon.

You were about to leave the store, thanking JJ for his help before JJ blurted, “You know, if you're still struggling with surfing we offer lessons.” They don’t, that wasn’t a thing.

“Really?” You ask hopeful. Any help you could get would mean so much.

“Of course, just stop by any time & Ill teach you” JJ knew how much of a fool he was making of himself, how desperate he looked but he couldn’t stop the words from coming out.

You let out a smile. A genuine smile, one that instantly causes JJ to make it his life mission to have you smiling all the time.

Once you leave the shop, JJ turns around to find John B & Sarah watching.

“Shut up. Shut up. Shut up” JJ mutters but is ignored by John B mocking him.“Oh I’ll teach you”

#jj maybank headcanon #jj mayback imagine #jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x reader fluff #jj x reader #jade’s mini blurbs #outer banks #outer banks blurb #outerbanks fluff #jj mayback x reader

[norrisleclercf1]

You should do one where Aiden is sick and just is clingy to Lando and he just wants to make him feel better

Mini Lando Masterlist

A/N: Aiden is such a daddies boy, you'd be jealous but also understand at the same damn time. Aiden is 4 and you and Caleb went to go visit family while Aiden and Lando stayed home

"Daddyyyyyyy!" Lando sits up quick, hearing the loud and paniful cry of his son. "Aiden." He gasps, rushing out of the bedroom and down the dark hallway.

"Aiden? Buddy, what's wrong?" Lando pushes the door open, Aiden's face red and splotchy. Aiden seeing his father just lets out a loud heartbreaking cry as he reaches up for him. "Aiden." Lando sighs, trying to figure out what's wrong.

Picking him up, when he kisses his forehead something that normally calmed him down quickly. But, his son's forehead was burning. Panic was the first real thing he felt, he's never been alone when the kids have been sick.

And he's a panics whenever the kids just get a little scratch, what the hell is he doing to do with a toddler that clearly has a high fever. "Oh, buddy. Do you not feel good? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Leaving out the part that you weren't there to help.

"Daddy." He just cries clinging to Lando, who gathers up his favorite blanket and stuffie. "I know, bubs. It's going to be okay." Walking back to the master bedroom he tries to lay Aiden down, but the toddler refuses to let him go.

"Aiden, I have to put you down to go get medicine." Lando tries to reason with his son, but he just has fresh tears start to spill as he cries louder. "Damn, okay." Lando carries him to the bathroom, searching for the baby medicine.

"Score." Grabbing the baby aspirin. Heading to the kitchen, Aiden's cries turned into sniffles. Rubbing his face in his father's neck, Lando doesn't even care about the snot just wanting Aiden to calm down.

Placing the tablet on the counter, he yanks a drawer open grabbing a spoon next and then one of Aiden's yogurts. One handed he clumsily crushes it, and places it in the yogurt.

"Okay, baby. You've got to eat this for me." Aiden whines loudly, Lando detaching himself from the sick toddler. "Daddy, hold me." He sniffles, Lando tries so hard not to crack. Aiden's eyes are puffy, cheeks flushed, nose runny, he looked miserable and the fact Lando couldn't take his son's pain away was hurting.

"Oh, I will bug, but you need to eat this to feel better." Aiden opens his mouth slightly, Lando feeding Aiden. He couldn't help but be reminded when Aiden was a baby, feeding him at dinner while he laughs and tries to play with the food.

Now, he was zapped of all energy as Lando tries to get him to stay awake to finish the medicine. "Good boy." He praises kissing his forehead still feeling the fever. "Let's go to bed." Aiden slumps right into Lando carrying him upstairs.

It was way to late to call you, so he had to settle for a text.

Baby Daddy: Wanted to let you know Aiden has a pretty bad cold, fever, gave him meds. Staying up with him all night to make sure he's okay. Love you

Clicking off his phone, Lando lays Aiden down carefully. He was back asleep, but grip was tight around his neck Lando laying down on the bed with him.

"I wish your Mommy was here, she'd know what to do better than me." Lando whispers, curling up around his boy covers tucked into his little body. He needed to sweat this fever out, Lando wanting to cry too at the fact he couldn't be the one sick instead.

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Lando watches the soup, having called his mother for the family chicken noodle soup he used to eat as a child. Aiden rests in Lando's arms refusing to be parted from his father. Lando had asked if Aiden wanted you to come back, but the toddler said no and that he wanted Lando.

You had answered Lando, worried out of your mind as you knew Lando panicked when it came to the boys and being sick or injured in sort of way.

My Milf: Make sure his fever doesn't get worse!!! I'm coming home now, see you in a few hours! Update me please!

That was a text 2 hours ago, you'd probably be home in about 30 to a hour away from home. Aiden was still refusing to leave Lando's side and if the boy's father left him for even a second he'd start to cry.

"I'm not hungry Dada." Aiden was really sick, he hasn't called Lando Dada in a long time. "That's okay, bubs. But just a couple bites. For me?" Lando asks, Aiden whines but opens his mouth.

Lando smiles, Aiden taking a couple bites of soup and small pieces of white bread. "Sleepy." He whines, pushing away the spoon, sighing he knew Aiden was at his limit. "Alright, let's take a nap." Placing the bowl in the sink he gathers Aiden in his arms, kissing him on the forehead.

His fever gone, but still that cough and runny nose persisted.

Lying on the couch, Aiden takes his spot on his father's chest. Passing out quickly, Lando can't help but follow having not slept at all the previous night.

Only when he felt the weight on his chest disappear did his eyes fly open. There you stood holding a very pissed off Aiden who was rallying a tantrum.

"Aiden, stop your Daddy needs sleep." You whisper, but Aiden sniffles fat tears rolling down those faces. "Y/n, stop. He only wants me, give him here." Voice groggy he takes Aiden back in his arms who settles quickly sucking on a paci.

"How are you?" Lando shrugs, rocking back and forth as you kiss both your boys on the cheeks. "Caleb is taking a nap, after that I'll start dinner." Lando nods calming down Aiden.

It was going to be a long week

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 imagine #formula one #f1 scenario #lando norris #lando x reader #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #lando norris blurb #lando norris x female reader #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x you #mini lando series #f1 one shot #lando norris one shot #f1 fluff #lando norris fluff #f1 angst #dad!lando #dad!f1

[ervotica]

rafe loves it when he comes home to you. you're an almost permanent resident of the cameron household, spending more time there than you do in your own home- not that anyone minds. you're an adored member of the family, kind to everyone and always smiling. plus, you mellow out rafe's temper big time.

when rafe is late to get home for whatever reason, you’re always in his bed when he returns. curled up in something or other you’ve stolen from his closet, dead asleep. he tiptoes around you and then climbs in, soft with affection at the way your body gravitates to him unconsciously. you wrap yourself around him but never stir, your face- peaceful and slack with sleep- smushed against his bare shoulder. his arms hook around your waist to pull you closer and you murmur something indiscernible before going right back to snoring quietly.

rafe cameron is soft on you, and you couldn’t be more grateful for it.

#bambi’s brainrot #mini musings 💭 #rafe cameron x reader #outerbanks rafe #rafe outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe x you #rafe fanfiction #rafe fluff #rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron brainrot #writer #writers on tumblr #writing #writing for fun #obx fluff #obx fanfiction #obx fic #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron fic #rafe fic #rafe cameron fluff

[jb5lover]

obsessed with jude being your brother’s best friend and you guys secretly hooking up behind his back 🤭 and even though your both scared of how he’ll react when he finds out, the thrill of getting caught just makes the whole thing more exciting

him and your brother would go way back, and throughout their entire friendship he had never felt the need to announce that you were off limits. he assumed jude was aware of this, and he was. he knew messing with his honorary brother’s sister would make violating all sorts of boundaries, and he never planned on doing it. but when you saw each other that night at the party, the two of you looking so impeccable and feeling so madly drunk, it was obvious that all plans had gone on the window. since that night, the two of you had been looking for any free moment to be together.

your brother thought nothing of it when you walked downstairs mid-fifa game to come get a drink from the kitchen. he paid no attention to what you were wearing, which was one of jude’s jerseys over your shorts. what he also didn’t know, was that as you headed back upstairs, you gave jude that look that only hinted one thing to him. with a sweet smile, you headed back up to your room knowing he’d be meeting you in a matter of moments.

“gimme a sec, i have to go to the bathroom,” he announced, as he dropped the controller and walked briskly upstairs, skipping every second step just to get there quicker. almost the moment he arrived into the hallway, you were yanking him into your room and pulling him in by his shirt. “wow, you’re needy,” he muttered into the kiss. “you’re slow, i’ve been waiting for like two minutes,” you whined as you worked to remove his sweatpants hastily, rubbing your hands on him through your underwear.

he wasn’t as delicate in undressing you, choosing to yank your shorts down aggressively, before pushing you down on the bed. “you know this is really, really wrong,” you whined as he pulled down his boxers, letting his dick spring out. “really wrong,” he agreed, removing your underwear and tossing them aside.

“we shouldn’t do this,” you told him before letting out as a gasp as he slipped into you with ease, considering how wet you were. “but i’m glad we are,” he told you nonchalantly, lifting your legs onto his shoulders. he gave no time to allow you to adjust to his size, instead deciding that this quickie has to be exceptionally fast.

“oh, you’re so good at this,” you cried, as he rubbed your clip roughly. “fuck, how are you always so tight?” he grunted, throwing his head back in ecstasy. you knew you were both being a bit loud, increasing the risk of getting caught. but somehow that only turned you on more, and you knew it did the same for jude. no less than five minutes later, you felt your own climax approaching. from the twitching of his cock, you knew he felt the same.

“i’m so close,” you told him, fondling your own breasts as he fucked you harder into the mattress. “me too, i need to pull out,” he warned you. “no, i have to cum,” you argued, refusing to let him deprive you of what you’ve been craving since he prematurely pulled out yesterday when he was taking you from behind on the couch yesterday evening. “y/n, i-”

“jude, either hold in or do what you have to do, either way, you cannot pull out right now,” you whined, feeling him hit deeper and deeper inside of you with every thrust. the sensation of you squeezing around him was beyond unbearable. he tried holding it in for as long as he could but he knew it was no use. “fuck, i’m gonna come inside you,” he grunted out. “oh, please fill me up, i’m gonna cum too!” you sighed, feeling his load spurt every last drop that he had to give.

after catching your breath, and allowing him to throw on his clothes, he prepared to head downstairs. “you’re on the pill, right? i can go to the pharmacy if you need me t-”

“yes, i am the pill. no need for the pharmacy. in fact, if you finish up your fifa game a little early, we can try this again maybe. my brother’s got a shift later tonight. you won’t need to cover my mouth this time,” you told him, sending him a suggestive wink.

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham smut #my mini jude blurbs

[muniimyg]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ personal trainer!jungkook ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

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personal trainer!jungkook has trained a handful of people, but you have to be the most entertaining one yet. every morning you walk in with your 32oz hydroflask filled with water and ice and a sleepy smile. he thinks it's the funniest thing ever because you don't even end up drinking half of what you're bringing. he always teases you about it. in return, you mock him regarding his newest haircut (secretly loving every style on him) and how his commitment issues shouldn't be so obvious. he rolls his eyes, laughs, and playfully throws punches your way.

personal trainer!jungkook would listen to your new boyfriend stories in between sets and hate it. sometimes, he'd purposely mis-count your reps just so he can feel like he avenged himself. when you catch on to his "lack" of math skills, you groan, "you hate me, don't you?" he'd nod, saying yes but he'd mean no.

personal trainer!jungook's favourite day is legs/ass day. your ass pump has to be what gets him through the week (specifically why he suggested legs/ass day to be 4 times a week). he loves it when you wear your light pink fucking lululemon set. some days, you'll even tie your hair up and add a little ribbon to it. he'll flick it, saying you look stupid but what is actually stupid is how much he likes it on you. you joke, "i'll take it off if you'll let me tie it around your biceps hehehhee..." he scrunches his nose at you and chuckles, "in your dreams, princess." ... all of this has him acting up, tbh. when you do your squats, he takes breaks. he looks away or makes dumb excuses like needing to check something at the front desk just so he can ease his nerves. or, he’ll simply go to the washroom to splash his face with cold water. when he comes back, he helps spot you. you (purposely) arch your back too much whenever you do this set. you do this set quietly. he watches quietly. with other exercises, he helps improve your posture. "so, when you come up, you're going to squeeze your glutes, yeah? w-what's so funny?" you snicker at him and throw your head back. "n-nothing! you have a cute bum." he glares at you. "shut up." you put your hands up but quickly drop them to his bum level and pretend to squeeze them. "my ass is like... twice yours." jungkook then chuckles, "i know. i built it. i own that ass."

personal trainer!jungkook knows what he's doing when he wears his fucking compression shirts. white, black, grey, navy blue—any. your favourite combination has to be the classic white with grey sweats. god, it's crazy. his body is carved in the most sexy way possible... it's enough to get you to the gym even when you're on your period. what makes this worse is that he's usually in a cheekier mood when he's in his compression shirts. maybe it's because he knows he's hot... it's also times like these where you act a lot cuter during your workouts. "and then when you pull down like this... you're basically working on your lats—" jungkook pauses and gives you a look. you smile, snickering at him because you finally know what your lats are and it's all thanks to him. low, he offers you his high-5. you high-5 him and then close your hands together. like a little handshake, he squeezes your hand and for a moment—just a mere fleeting moment—you two hold hands.

personal trainer!jungkook knows you respond well to praise. when he knows you had a heavier training day the day before, he's nice enough to give you low-intensity work outs the next day. still, as you struggle to push through, he doesn't let you cut out. instead, he empowers you and feeds your delulu. "you got this, ___. come on, drive it up. yes! just like that. mhmm, good, good. good job, mama. one more, last one... yes! see? knew you could do it. that's what i like to see! let's fucking goooo!" you catch your breath and glare at him. "i h-hate you." he shrugs. "proud of you. you did well. rest up... you have one more set."

#bts blurb #bts scenario #jk gym rat #jk fanfic #jk scenario #jk imagine #jungkook fic #jungkook mini #bts fanfic

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(out of context) spoiler warning:

so… can we take this as validation that lucifer is a munch or what?

(warnings: head? fem!reader implied but no specific anatomy, biting, praise, porn without plot, pretty vanilla outside of that?)

IMAGINE:

Lucifer giving you soft little kisses (maybe a couple bites too…) up your thighs, singing you sweet praises after every one, before he inevitably grows impatient, giving you one more bite on your shaking legs before growling a little “fuck it..” with a little breathless laugh before throwing your legs over his shoulders, unbothered by how they squeeze against his head, or how your hand tangles in his pretty blonde hair. he’s the type of guy who wouldn’t mind dying between a nice pair of plush thighs, his grip on your hips firm to keep you from squirming away as he continues to devour you, groaning breathlessly about how pretty (or handsome) you are until you finish. (and maybe then some tbh)

srry if this sucks a little, i am a lil rusty w writing but hoping to get back into it soon :3

#hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #hazbin lilith #hazbin spoilers #spoilers #out of context spoilers #mini rant #lucifer #smut blurb #lucifer smut

[luvrxbunny]

I love the Joel not having sex for a while blurb bc you know he’d feel guilty about it and reader would promise him that it’s okay (and genuinely mean it too) and then they would eventually start getting intimate bc my man can’t beat it forever and it would make him feel closer to reader though he’d never admit it bc she feels even more like his wife and I’m not well

the blurb

something that would be extra fun is if when they finally do have sex, it’s so good that it leaves them both craving more 24/7 but reader thinks it was a one time fluke and Joel feels like he didn’t do a good job the first time so they’re both yearning for the other in complete silence

so joel gets more desperate, his sensitivity gets worse. you’re both eating dinner or something and these tiny little things start to turn him on.

you seat him at the head of the table, you made his favorite meal (we’ll say it’s steak) even though he knows it’s hard for you, you pour his beer into a cup just so you guys can be matching, you ask him to cut your steak for you, and constantly check to make sure he’s enjoying his meal.

he’s leaking into his boxers and all over his thighs before you guys are even half way through the meal.

and he doesn’t realize it but although his desperation isn’t obvious to you, physically. you can see a change in the way he looks at you, you just can’t pinpoint what it means. so you’re squirming hotly under his gaze but you have no idea what his gaze means.

the way you catch him staring more often, the way it used to embarrass him, he’d turn from you immediately but now he holds your look, keeps you staring at him with a soft smirk before you’re the one shyly looking away.

he begins to linger around you more, letting his tall frame tower over you as a soft presence behind you. sometimes if he’s watching you long enough, he’ll lose himself in his thoughts and slowly press himself against you, just his chest in stomach as not to alert you to his issues but it makes your brain go haywire.

you try and stand there calmly, maybe giggling before asking him what he’s doing, or just selfishly basking in the intamacy of the moment, the arousal it brings you even though you know he means it in a more romantic, non-sexual way.

ooo maybe he gets more depraved. like in his need for more of you, it gets harder for him to get off without you. so maybe he becomes just a little bit of a perv. he’ll tell you that he has some work to do in his office but then find himself in the doorway to you guys’ room, watching you do whatever you’re doing with his fist flying over his cock.

he’ll say he has to go shower whenever you tell him your going to start dinner so he watch you dance around the kitchen, muttering little things to yourself in your adorable little apron.

his thoughts begin to shock him.

while he’s watching you in the kitchen he can only think about what you’d look like bent over the counter your standing at with his body towering over you. or sitting atop the counter with him on his knees for you, or him leaning against the edge with you on your knees for him.

the thoughts are a bit too much for him and his orgasm tears through his body much sooner than he was expecting. he has to turn his body into the hallway where you can’t see him and dig into his lip painfully, eyes shut tight as he cums all over the wall.

he usually times himself better, he’s able to cum into his hand or the tissue in his pocket.

he groans internally as his cock spews out it’s last few ropes. he wipes down the wall with the tissue he was supposed to cum into and goes to actually take a shower.

but later you see a little streak on the wall that looks like… no but it can’t be. “what is this?” you scoop it onto your pinky and it’s already a bit thicker than you suspected. so maybe it’s not what you thought it was… or maybe it’s just old..

joel rounds the corner and you see a pause in his pace for half a second, seemingly shocked by your discovery. “uh—! don’t— i don’t know but-“ he grabs the bottom of his shirt and immediately starts wiping your finger. “don’t go touchin’ random- uh- random substances, baby.”

“mm.. you’re right.” you just watch him as he frantically wipes your hand, waiting for him to look back at you. when he does there’s a underlying look of panic that has a spark lighting in your stomach. this may really be what you thought it was…

maybe you question him after that. and the big guy was never good at lying to you so..

#wow #uhhh #😋 #i went so far from what the ask was saying but idk what to tell ya #i can’t control my brain OBVIOUSLY #this got way longer than it was supposed to #and i actually have more to say but i cut myself off cus it’d end up like.. basically a mini fic if i kept going #anywhoo #joel imagine #joel the last of us #joel miller fanfic #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller #joel tlou #joel x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #joel miller blurb #joel miller one shot #joel miller tlou #joel miller the last of us #joel miller imagine #joel miller pedro pascal #joel miller drabble #joel miller headcanon #joel miller hbo #joel miller is my husband

[stargrltara]

‘Who Really Cares..?‘

MINI SERIES BLURB

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warnings | This series will contain:

toxic enemies with benefits, mentions of dub con + light smut, physical and mental abuse, manipulation, dark themes, fluff + angst, (will add more warnings if needed)

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It started at a party. You met Rafe, he was charming as per usual. He is a kook prince, so it wasn’t really surprising. After a few drinks, before you knew it, you were in his mansion, in his bedroom hooking up.

It was unintentional. You didn’t think that one hook up would lead to you two being friends with benefits.

But who really cares..?

Could you even call it friends? I mean. He was a total complete douche.

For example, after you guys fucked he would get up like nothing happened and put his clothes back on. Usually he would hop in the shower for a long 20 minutes and expect you to be gone.

On other occasions, he would fall asleep; even when you fell asleep with him, he didn’t really mind it as he knew you’d be gone in the morning anyways.

Sometimes he would call you over just to rant. His rants usually consisted of his father and/or random girls he was with which he had broken up with in the span of weeks or even says. Then that rant would lead to heavy sex which would only be for his benefit.

Whenever you wanted him over, you’d always pick out your favourite lace sets to show off to him.

It’s not like you liked him like that, it’s just that it’s sometimes comforting to have a males opinion on your lingerie and how sexy you look on a scale from 1-10.

Your parents were semi-rich. Your mum was a kook and your dad was a pogue. Even though you lived on figure eight, you sometimes enjoyed going down to the cut to go and hang out with your other friends. (Who Rafe didn’t like) but who really cares..?

Your most favourite thing to do was to go to parties with your friends from both tribes, Kooks and Pogues. And when you did, it was fucking fantastic.

Yeah, you loved to have an excuse to get ready and look hot as shit but you also loved getting wasted at parties.

Though, this particular party kinda didn’t go to plan.

You didn’t know Rafe would be there.

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NOTE: this is my first mini series !! sorry if it’s bad i’m open to any constructive criticism. pls pls pls like and tell me if i should carry this on. i’m so excited to write the rest!! <33

TAGS:

#obx imagine #rafe smut #rafe x reader #rafe cameron angst #rafe cameron series #fwb #rafe cameron #obx fic #dark rafe cameron #outer banks #mini series #rafe cameron blurb