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[1-800-cr33py]

I know it didn’t win the poll but I humbly ask you to write that RZ! Micheal Myers size kink fanfiction whenever you have the time and if you are feeling up to it🙏

{this is so late and I sincerely apologize TvT}

Sedatives

Tags: Dub-Con, Size Kink, Rough Sex, Choking, Manhandling, Reader is mentions to be a nurse some time ago, blood, knives, overstimulation, Michael is a warning himself. a/: this will most likely be one out of 2 parts anon im so sorry TvT

Sweet thing you were, you’d give the shirt off your own back if someone in need called for it, so giving and so trusting to even the most hardened criminals. It was a wonder how someone like you graced the halls of Smith’s Grove Sanitarium. You, a star-eyed nurse fresh from medical school. The scum and slime that riddled the halls of the hellish “sanctuary” you’d been accepted into. You skip down the halls with your checklist and medicine cart in tow. You were kind. You were happy. You’d given patients who’d hadn’t seen the sun in years the same kindness as one would give to an old friend. But you favored one more than the others.

Michael fucking Myers.

Silent halls.

Odd shadows.

Creaking wheels.

The usual ambiance of Smith’s Grove had finally settled within your nerves after a long long few months. You, with your now worn in uniform, counted the rooms with an intent gaze. On the left, even numbers, and parallel to them were odds. Though it was a weird concept, there was a reason. Those on the left, the doctors deemed ‘safe’ and had the possibility of rehabilitation.

Inmates that resided on the right wing however, well you didn’t quite know if you’re being honest, you weren’t allowed to even breath the wing’s direction yet. But one digresses. Your low heels made a blunt click click click upon the cold floors as you neared your station, medicine cart in tow. Your manicured hand reached for your ID, ringing yourself in as the loud pang alerted you of the unlocked status of the door, which was shoved open by your hip as you passed a polite nod to security. Your trek was cut short however, your overseer tugging you aside with a rather harsh hand.

“ You’re the medicine girl right?”

medicine girl…right. Giving a curt nod he sighed, his breath reeking of cheap coffee and some kind of alcohol. His orders were short, clipped and rather rude. Though the next words he uttered left your mouth gaping like a fish out of water.

“ You’re doing both wards. Kirsten…had an incident. “

Fucking hell.

So now, here you were, approaching your last patient for the night. With security stalking behind you with scowls as they glared at patients through the tiny windows. You gulps, it was never patients that scared you, no. It was the sleazes that worked outside the cells. Their wolffish stares and ugly grins. You shook your head, you were approaching Michael’s cell.

You didn’t know much about him, only whispers of the monster, the brute that killed most of his family. A grade A killer, someone that should be locked away from society if not for Mr. Loomis’s need to study him like some kind of bug. But, you being you, wouldn’t let that stop you from being kind. That’s what irked you most about people here, these patients were still human at the end of the day. They still bled, they still died, they had interests and dislikes and personalities. You sighed, eying the dainty wrist watch. ‘ Just an hour and a half..’ you thought as some scum of a man unlocked the heavy metal door. Eying you as you motioned him to move aside.

“ Careful, he hasn’t seen such a young thing like you in a while…might finally remember he’s got a cock. “ the guard, who’s tag read Pierson, chuckled, elbowing his colleague. You could feel their gaze raking across your body, internally you gagged. Lurching forward was a far easier than you wanted to admit, medicines and needles clattering at the motion as the door slammed behind you, leaving you to jump.

Michael’s room was…interesting looking at it.

Buzzing overhead lights gave some relief as you tended to your cart, organizing the arrangement of pills and sedatives in their respective cup to serve to the inmate, who’s back was turned to you, fiddling with another mask that would surely find its way with the rest that perched upon the greening walls. Finally, you found the correct assortment. Smiling to yourself, you turned to face the mountain of a man.

“ Alright Mr.Myers, here’s your dailies! Dr. Loomis upped your sedatives so if you feel a bit off thats the cause! “ you chirped, leaving the cup a bit of a distance. Like you’d heard from the other nurses, Michael gave no indication of acknowledgment, hands stained with the glue-water mixture. The masks on the wall drew your attention, though you didn’t dare raise a hand to touch the precious things, knowing how it felt to have your art defiled by ignorant hands. “ You have a lovely night Mr. Myers! The mask are gorgeous as well! Truly a work of art. “ you smiled, warmth radiating from your aura.

Oh sweet thing. What have you done?

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[sswiftiestars]

Can I plsss have 25 from the fluff list with Sam Munroe from Life as a house?

ofc! thx for requesting!!

sam monroe x fem! reader

25 - back hugs!!

warnings:fluff, neck kisses, uh none really but there is a few sexual undertones/ one kinda sexual action ( sam slaps your ass)

word count: 0.2k

y/n isn’t used :)

You were scrolling endlessly on your phone, as you stood outside at school. You were waiting for your boyfriend, sam, to arrive at school. suddenly, you felt someone’s arms wrapping around your waist from behind you. you turned your head around, and you saw sam, with a goofy smile on his face. “hey beautiful.” sam murmured, as he nuzzled his face into your neck. his arms were still wrapped around your waist.

“you’re so cheesy, sam.” you tease and kiss him softly on the lips. he smiled against your lips in return. sam chuckles softly,

“i don’t care, i can’t help myself when i’m around you.” he whispers in your ear and moves one of his hands above your stomach. “jesus, get a room you two!” josh fake gags as he walks by. sam rolls his eyes playfully, and ignores josh’s comment.he puts his hand on your thigh and starts to kiss your neck softly.

“you’re such a perv!” you giggle, and turn around so you’re facing him directly.

“god, i can’t help myself when you’re walking around looking like that.” sam chuckles and pats your ass to try and convince you further.

“sam!” you scold, and tap him on the cheek playfully.“sorry, love.” he pouts mockingly and brings you in for a soft and loving kiss.

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[beautifulbrainrot]

okay like bratty sub reg x soft dom or obedient sub james x dom!reader

#anyone? #send reqs #asks open #jegulus #jegulus x reader

[camilaxmartin]

Can you make an shuri x reader fic out of the scene where her and okoye went to the collage to find riri but instead of riri it's just y/n or something

ღ the scientist

this. right. here. idk why but it just gave me so much motivation skdhsjsk soo let’s get down to business.

navigation // request // me and find the rest!

summary: shuri and okoye went to to college to find the person who made the machine to define vibranium who happens to be you.

warnings: SPOILERS FOR BP: WAKANDA FOREVER !!!

notes: i hope i remembered this scene correctly. tbh i don’t know why it turned out shorter than i expected😭 i may write part 2 to it one day👀 with more fluff and stuff.

part two // part three // part four

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“one thousand” you said to the boy standing in front of you.

“one thousand?! yesterday it was eight hundred.” he protested, while you rolled your eyes.

“inflation darling.” you responded fluttering your eyelashes, it was his turn to roll his eyes. in the next moment you heard the sound of notification coming from your phone.

“done and thank you.” he said annoyed and turned around to walk back to his friends. you smiled to yourself and headed back to your room.

what you didn’t know was the two women standing in the parking lot watching your every step.

“she’s a literal child.” said okoye looking at shuri.

“she’s a genius.” the girl corrected her, eyes still glued to you.

“i will handle it” the woman said wanting to follow you, but shuri stopped her with one of her hands.

“let me do it. no one will suspect anything, i can blend into the students” she argued still not letting go of her.

“why? do i look bad?” general asked which took shuri by surprise. “it’s the shade isn’t it? i thought it looked good.”

“noo you look great.” shuri sayid being a little amused by the sudden direction this conversation have taken.

“you sure?” the woman asked wanting to be assured.

“yes. now, let me talk with the girl.” shuri said gesturing to the building which you disappeared in a moment ago.

“you got five minutes. then i come in.” okoye smiled with her most loveable smile, but shuri knew better than that.

>>

you just came back from one of your lessons and started to prepare for another one, when suddenly you heard knocking. guessing it was one of your to-be clients you rolled your eyes while approaching the door.

“i don’t take requests in person. i’ve got a whole damn website for it.” you said but your mouth went dry when you saw who was the person standing before your room. it was shuri. as in princess shuri. as in shuri princess of wakanda. and as the most pretty girl you’ve seen. wait-

“you… i-i mean princess-“ you started but shuri silenced you by putting a finger on her lips and quickly slipped into your room.

“you are the genius who constructed the vibranium machine, right?” she asked even tho she knew the answer. you just nodded your head, being a bit nervous because of the way she called you a genius.

“shuri” you stated still not believing your eyes and ears. “what are you doing here? i-i mean has i done something bad? did i annoy wakanda or something?” you started rambling but shuri got into your words.

“not only us.” she stated looking around your room, being too distracted by it to be only looking at you. she noticed many posters on your walls and many pictures of your hobbies and current hyper fixations.

“then who else?” you asked getting a little anxious by this whole situation.

“for your own safety i can’t say. but i need you to pack up your things and go back with me to wakanda.” she said finally landing her eyes on you.

“but princess, when?” you asked still being unable to believe in all of this.

shuri felt her cheeks warm up a little when you again, used her title. not that it was something new to her, almost everyone in wakanda used it, but just the way you said it, have changed something in this sentence. “right now.” she explained looking into your eyes.

“what?!” you screamed not being able to control your own voice in that moment. “but i can’t! i got differentiation lesson in a few minutes! i can’t just leave like that.” you protested and shuri bit her lower lip starting to worry.

“trust me. you’re not safe here but in wakanda nothing bad will happen to you. i can promise you that.” she was trying to convince you, but you felt like you were in some kind of a dream.

“i assume that, princess.” you said noticing this time how shuri reacted to the title. she scratched the back of her neck, looking away from you for a minute, needing time to think on how to finally convince you. “but i can’t just leave.” you argued also needing to think for a bit.

“y/n listen…” she started, but you stopped her.

“no.” you said rubbing your eye with one hand. “i- i need to refresh myself.” you said going straight to the bathroom.

the moment you entered the room, shuri heard your scream. her attention instantly turned to you who were now running away from the bathroom while okoye was walking slowly behind you. you ran to your desk and grabbed the first thing you could find, which was a loudspeaker.

“one step closer, and you’ll regret it.” you said, which made the woman laugh. “i’m serious!”

“oh, sure you are.” she said looking at you like you were some kind of an idiot. “look shuri, she got a loudspeaker!” she imitated you which made your blood boil. “listen little girl, there are two options: you come with us to wakanda conscious or unconscious.” she smiled at the end what gave you another dose of anxiety.

“you must’ve been unconscious when you were putting on makeup today.” you said, the first thing that came to your mind. woman in front of you was clearly surprised, but the princess started to laugh.

“that’s funny?” she asked the girl, with murder in her eyes.

“no, no it’s not.” she answered trying to control her laugh.

“i told you i looked bad.” she said, gently hitting shuri’s arm.

“you look good.” shuri said, trying to calm down okoye a bit. she just rolled her eyes. “hey, hey, listen.” she stepped a little closer to you. “we just want to keep you safe.”

“you know what?” okoye stepped in again. “let’s leave her here and let her deal with namor himself, alone.” she smiled and your blood ran cold.

“stop it.” you whined. “i don’t know what to do.” you said mostly to yourself.

“so let us help.” shuri came even closer, now standing right in front of you. “nothing bad will happen to you while you’re with us.” she assured you, also taking one of your hands in her. you uncontrollably blushed.

“i think it won’t be that hard to convince her.” okoye stated looking amused while looking at you and then at shuri. you blushed even more at her comment at this time even shuri noticed it.

“don’t listen to her.” shuri said, while looking right into your eyes. “it’s just her thing” she smiled at you and you felt your cheeks warm up more.

“thank you princess.” you said being hypnotised by her eyes. this time, shuri gently smiled at your response.

“i see what’s going on here, princess.” okoye commented again. “but please, focus on the mission first and then you will be free to flirt as much as you two want to.” she added, waiting for your reply.

“okoye, get a grip.” shuri scoffed her, but okoye just acted hurt.

“we’re not flirting.” you protested. “i wouldn’t dare to do such a thing with the princess.” you added what made both woman laugh but shuri’s face stayed a little red.

“don’t miss your chance. i can guarantee you, the princess wouldn’t mind it.” she said, specifically marking shuri’s title.

“she’s insane.” shuri commented still looking at your face and then into your eyes when they landed on her again. “but she’s not wrong.” she whispered winking at you. if you think you were already red, i don’t know how you looked right now.

“girls, seriously.” okoye broke the tension again. “pack. up.” she said with a very strong accent.

“will you go with us?” shuri asked you, with hope in her eyes.

“i don’t have a choice apparently.” you said breathing out hard.

“you will love wakanda, i promise. and we will be able to keep you safe there.” shuri repeated herself, while letting go of your hand.

“the princess will make sure of the first part.” okoye added smiling at the both of you. shuri only rolled her eyes at this.

“fine, i will go.” you stated, which earned a smile from shuri. “but we need to go to my workshop first. i have all my projects there.” you said, making the conversation serious again.

“we got you.” shuri said smiling at you even more, when okoye shook her at the two of you.

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[baekkku]

  ♫　 ꙳　⌚️　300  ∿

hi!! thank you guys sm for supporting and following me we’re literally more then halfway to 500 soooo HAPPY 300 MIL YALL IM FAMOUS HAHA 😜, all jokes aside this is such an amazing and fun hobby for me and im happy other ppl enjoy it too. I didn’t get to thank y’all for 200 + 250 so I’ve come up with smth special

My past 5 months have been rlly joyful I took many breaks but the people I met and interacted with made this experience worth it ☺️

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[hunterboards]

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💙💚🌿

🌱🦋🐠

Frutiger aero <3

Reqs open

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[zvdvdlvr]

Hey!! big fan of your works. i’ve been into the outsiders for a while and was wondering if you could write a fluff oneshot/imagine w *cough cough* ponyboy *cough cough* 👁️🫦👁️

sleepy adoration

( ponyboy curtis )

navi. | outsiders masterlist

synopsis: y/n falls asleep with her boyfriend.

warnings: reader's a Greaser, r is a good friends with the gang, pet names [baby]

reader's pronouns: she/her

pairing: ponyboy curtis x reader

reading time: 1-3 minutes

a/n: i promise ill start spitting out male readers soon. enjoy!! 🫀

xXx

y/n took a flying leap toward Dally and successfully knocked him out of the way of the football speeding toward him. the 17 year old folded like one of those old gym shirts Darry keeps in the back of his closet. his eyes widened comically as y/n threw her hand up to keep the ball from absolutely nailing him in the face.

soda fell over laughing, and darry got a good chuckle out of dally's face as he helped them up. y/n heaved herself up and was ready to play again until she saw Pony dragging himself outside. his face was pale, and he was holding himself up by the wall. even though he smiled at his girlfriend, there was something in his eyes that made her want to curl up into a ball with him and just fall asleep.

"yo, darry," y/n said. "you need any more cake made?"

the eldest Curtis brother looked between y/n and his tired brother. his expression softened and he shrugged. "just make sure he's okay," he replied, knowing the younger girl's actual intentions.

her jeans swished as she jogged over to pony. she caught him as he stumbled toward her. muttering, he threw his arms around her and clung onto her, making Darry shake his head with a fond smile.

y/n hauled Pony to his room and let him flop face first into his mattress. laughing, y/n kicked off her shoes and shoved him over so she could lay in his bed. brushing hair from his face, he looked up. her fingers were soft as she tucked his hair behind his ear. with a satisfied smile, y/n leaned back to lie down.

pony pulled off his shoes and quickly moved to lie beside y/n. she scooted closer so she could lay her head on pony's shoulder.

"you need to let yourself rest," y/n spoke quietly, eyes fluttering closed as Pony played with her hair.

she felt Ponyboy heave a silent sigh. "I know. jus' got so much to do."

y/n knows. he told her everything. "then be selfish and not do whatever you need to do," she muttered, turning to press her face into pony's t-shirt.

he laughed. "maybe. y'gonna fall asleep, baby?"

y/n hummed. suddenly she felt ridiculously drousy.

the youngest Curtis sibling smiled and closed his eyes. rubbing his thumb back and forth on her back. he adored the little grunts and whimpers and curses that fell out of her lips when she completely readjusted her sleeping position. he adored how a little bead of drool would appear whenever she was absolutely dead to the world. he adored how her fingers would unconsciously thread into his hair. he adored how she would pull at his shirt to get him closer to her so she'd stop flailing.

and while admiring her sleeping form, ponyboy realized he's in love.

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[irohv]

　　　　ℳaybe i just wanna be yours.

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[66ichae]

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[1-800-cr33py]

Forelsket

(n) the euphoria experience when you first fall in love 

Okay so its not the best, Benadryl making life hard rn TvT

Word count: 3400

TW: It’s HABIT cmon nw, dubcon, he kinda breaks in????? Dom/sub undertones but never stated outright, breeding kind kinda, my bad writing while im sick.

Haven’t wrote smut for a while so this will probably be re-written when Im in my right mind

The taste of you was heavy on his tongue, so much so that every word, every breath was you, and only you. 

Balance. That's what the universe needs, enforced. A never-ending balance that no one, not ever the strongest or oldest of Entities challenged. Where there was light, there shall be dark and vice versa. Habit hated it. He hated seeing people heal, he hated seeing a familiar iridescent form from the corner of his eye. It was a never ending cycle; Habit would bring some undeserved wrath to some poor mortal unfortunate enough to have caught his eye, or maybe it was his hatred for the Slender Man that that pushed him, but nonetheless he’d drag out some unnecessary,torturous game that only he finds entertaining, and there you’d be. When Habit was created, born of hate and trickery; you were also brought forth. A being of an oh so tender light that even he could only stare in a curious awe. You were his balance, always there to counteract whatever damage he’d done. Habit hated you for a while, avoiding you for the longest, trying to reverse whatever you did; and for a while those feelings were mutual. You, still young and naive, believed that this was some kind of sick punishment that you’d somehow earned yourself in the brief moments you’d met the creators. Fos, your creator, a being of an eternal, cold light, caressed your cheek and sent you on your way, giving you favored blessings and best wishes. You were a favorite, a purer being that they’d created to serve as a buffer; sometimes you’d wish you weren’t. Habits, well habits made you sick. He’d toy with mortals like he was a creator himself,a god. And you’d mess with him back all the same, pulling his horn like appendages, calling him out on his name; a constant back and forth you'd both soon tire of.

“ You think you’re so much better than I, don’t you, pretty? “ his voice, rough and condescending, questioned, his many eyes all gazing down at you. 

“ Of course I do, mutt. I am better. ‘ You hated this man, if he even was one. It didn’t matter how many times you changed your form, he’d always make it his mission to make you feel small, weak. You couldn’t take much more after the Dark Ages, too much suffering and not enough time to fix it. You, and your brethren failed for many, many years. Fos, in all their luminal glory, felt pity upon you all, and gave most of you the sanctuary you needed to regain the lost energy and strength you’d lost during the seemingly endless wars and revolutions. It had been 798 years to be exact, and many things changed since that day. Ligo Fos, as your kind had come to be called, were ridded of your old appearances, no matter the differencing in forms. The small, branch like ‘horns’ fell, and your skin became soft, many ranges of colors that still felt limiting. 

‘ We must cater to the mortals, my dear children. ‘ Fos's voice was caring, yet stern. The Creator willed it, so as dutiful servants you must obey, lest you want to be repurposed. It would be alright. 

Time skip

Ligos Fos, elusive creatures known to heal the sick and punish the guilty. Beings of a light so bright that only artists can gaze upon. All these titles boosted your ego. Mortals viewed anything they didn’t understand as a higher being. They viewed your blessings as some mystical power that was your own. Laughable. 

As the sun rose and fell, you spent your days following your hellish counterpart. Trailing behind him wherever he went, fixing his wrongs. It was the late 90s when he caught on. Habit would flick his eyes to your hidden location and smile a cruel,twisted smirk that had only gotten worse than you remember it. Habit had changed, he wasn't a twiggy, short thing made of the darkest ink anymore. He’d grown into what mortals called a ‘man’. He’d taken on a vessel of sorts. A human man, barely reaching 19 summers at this point. You had to admit, he would be attractive once he grew into his looks. This ‘highschool’ and ‘college’ would be stressful, and human hormones would fluctuate often. Habit, or Evan, as he’d been calling himself nowadays, was almost dog-like, always chasing down something he shouldn’t, getting overly excited, etc. etc. His antics were cute to you, making you forget that this wasn’t this Evan person, whoever he was. This was Habit, your Habit. The same creature that mocked you, pulled at your cheeks until they were sore, muddied your outerwear. You felt pity for whoever Evan was, because you knew well enough that he was gone, his body nothing more than a husk for Habit to use and bend until it broke. For three years you did this, slowly getting closer and closer to the thing you’d been made with. Forced a bond in which you didn’t know how to work with or use in any way. 

For the longest it was awkward to say the least. Habit wanted nothing more than to make your life a living hell, doing the most trivial things to irk your nerves for the sake of it. 

“ Your cheeks puff up when you get upset, pretty. Did I upset the pretty dove? Ruffle your feathers? “ he, Evan, all but cackled his rough hands cupping your jaw. You were sure you hated him, but even you, in all your prideful ways, had to admit he was attractive. You scoffed at his statement, retreating out the door, your feet stomping angrily. He’d never let you live this down. Habit would call you brattish, daring you to object and ‘prove his point’; yet some part of you wanted that. A part of you that thought about the young man in facetious ways. Ways that would leave a damp spot in your panties. You suppressed these urges for the longest. Fos found it funny when you consulted them, thinking you were defective, broken. One had to admit, you’ve always been a theatrical type. Fos explained you were mature now, one of the first of their creations to fully mature actually; something that had you preening for a while. Fos sent you back to the mortal realm, with no instructions other than to get used to these urges, for they wouldn’t end now that they’ve started. And stars above they weren't wrong about that one bit. During the early months of spring you suffered. Your lower abdomen ached and your fingers didn’t provide you the relief you needed. After you found out about toys, they only satisfied you for about a year in total. By now, your ‘heats’ had begun to hurt progressively more. 

  ➞break

Habit knew something felt wrong. He felt something gnawing at the pit of his stomach, or a nagging voice in the back of the endless void he called a mind. Then it clicked for him. It was the turning of the seasons. Spring was approaching and he’d forgotten about it.. Habit mentally cursed himself. Quickly bringing the phone to cancel any and all plans or work he may have had the next week and a half. Sure his pockets would hurt for a while but he’d manage. After the first few days he began to feel the effects of his upcoming rut, and something told him it would be bad. His urge to nest and hoard was already something when he wasn’t being pumped full of unwanted hormones, but now? Now he’d be growling at air if he felt his space was being threatened. He’d spend his days shirtless, a pair of sweatpants hung loosely around his waist; a thin layer of sweat covered his body as he fanned himself. Habit’s house was on the verge of freezing, yet he still panted like a dog. What made it so much worse was that his cock ached, the tip a hot red now from past abuse and Habit still wasn’t satisfied. By now he was pushing 21 summers, well the vessel was anyways;  many of the entities Habit had familiarized himself with in the past now sired many cherub faced cambions, hell, a good many knocked up the Ligos they’d been balanced with when they were created alongside. One acquaintance spoke of how pretty her Ligos looked underneath her. Habit’s mind slowly drifted towards the idea of you, and how you’d look beneath his, whining and begging for him to fuck his cum back into your soaked hole, or maybe you’d beg him to stop, tell him you hated him and that he was lucky to even be this close to you in the first place. Habit laughed at the last thought, his cock twitched as he palmed himself through his pants. He’d have you. He needed to have the pleasure of seeing such an elusive, prideful creature reduced to a whimpering, blubbering mess below him, your voice cracking and begging for him to slow down, begging him to breed you. The mere thought of shooting his cum down your sopping hole made a guttural groan leave his throat as he continued to palm himself through his sweatpants. He ached for you, longed for you.

       -with you-

The empty feeling in your stomach was enough to make you whine. As much as you adored your Creator, they did little to help ease the tightness. Your hand was buried between your thighs, fingers soaked with your cum, and yet it still wasn’t enough. You needed something more than just your fingers and toys; you’d brought yourself to orgasm after fucking orgasm and yet you still felt wrong. Your body was slick with sweat at this point, the scent of sex heavy in the air around you. As you bit on the now clipped fingernail, listening to the rain outside the small glass window, sometimes you’d like to think that your savior would waltz out of the treeline to solve all your problems; you’d laugh at the childish thoughts then. Now you wish they would. You continued your daydreaming, oblivious to the creaking floorboards. You smelt him before you saw him. He smelt like teakwood and fire; he smelt like home, safety. 

‘ Habit. ‘ your voice croaked, hoarse from the screaming and whining you’ve done. Habit laughed, his voice gravelly as he continued. 

‘ So this is what my little starlight does in her freetime? Stuffing her cunt like whore? ‘ 

Habit laughed as he kicked himself off the doorframe to stalk closer to your now shaking body. You weren’t scared, but the anticipation, the adrenaline. You could taste it, it was addicting, for once in your life you allowed yourself to become addicted to it. Dark eyes raked across your body, taking note of how your nightwear clung to your sweat covered skin. You looked absolutely delectable like this, and you didn’t even know. Habit was an impatient being already, but what little patience he had left was thinning, the last string so close to popping before he allowed those urges he’d taken so long to suppress. The scent of sex made Habit lick his lips as he crawled atop you, muscles tense as his hands pulled at your sheets. Habit trailed open mouthed kissed down your neck and throat, leaving a trail of bites in his wake, hickeys would be a pain in the ass to cover tomorrow, but you didn’t care. You didn’t care about the past resentment you had for this man, you didn’t care about the past teasing, arguments. Anything. All that mattered right now was him. 

Then he stopped, and gods above you wanted to tear his throat out. 

“ Tell me to stop dove. “ Habit’s voice was hushed, raspy even. He wanted you to tell him to stop, tell him to go fuck himself, find some cheap whore he could dispose of after he was done with them. He wanted you to tell him to go to hell, you weren’t like him, but yet here you were, shoving your head to the side, begging him not to stop. Your thighs pushed apart to fit his body against yours. To Habit, you didn’t want him to stop, no you wanted him to ruin you for anyone else, to leave an imprint of himself on your soul. A guttural growl left Habit’s throat as he bit down on your throat, a hand moving to grip your jaw. 

“ I told you to do something starlight, " the man spoke through gritted teeth, a cruel smile etching its way onto his face. Your eyes locked with his, dark eyes a flurry of emotions. Lust. Need. Somethings else you couldn’t name. To think you’re relearning each other after so long apart, and yet he still remembered which parts made you weak. A smile etched itself on your features just when you settled your hand against Habit’s that still lay resting on your jaw. When you turned your head to gently kiss his palm. 

“ If I wanted you to stop, I would've made you a while ago, Habit. '' your voice was muffled in his palm. “ And right now, I want you to ruin me. “ Habit’s eyes darkened at your words, pulling your hips closer to his, you almost whined at the feeling of his cock through the material of his pants. Habit’s lips were heavy against yours as he dragged his hands down your body, pawing at any exposed flesh he could feel, your soft nightwear being pushed out of the way for his preying hands to feel for more. You felt whole. His touch was electric, leaving sparks wherever his hands found sanctuary. Habit liked toying with his prey, feeding off their fear, their tears; and you were no exception. He’d tease, he’d edge if that's what it took for you to break before him. How long would you last? How long before you were fucked dumb? To braindead to speak coherent sentences? He’d find out. He’d find out if it took him all night and the next day. Habit’s hand slowly found itself between your thighs, the damp spot in your panties making him chuckle. His lips found your throat once again as his fingers traced your slit, gathering up your slick on his fingers before pushing them into your soaked hole. A breathy whine leaving you lips, eyes closing as your head lolled back into your pillow. Habit’s pace was slow, his fingers curling deliciously at that spot that made you want to scream. He wanted you to beg, to put your pride aside and ask him for your release that you craved so desperately. Maybe he’d be nice, maybe he’d set aside his usual cruelty and sadistic want and just give you what you wanted for once! 

“ Fat chance, pretty! Tell me what I want and then you can cum.” Habit was a bastard, he wouldn’t give anybody anything for free, what made you any different. And you gave in. You begged, borderline screamed pleas for him to just let you come undone, the familiar tightness in your stomach threatening to pop; but he didn’t allow it. Habit pried his fingers from your cunt and brought them to his lip. The sight was erotic, taboo. Watching him lick your slick off his fingers made your thighs close, or at least attempt to. Habit groaned and threw his head back, eyes closed as the corners of his mouth made a lopsided grin. “ Gods you taste better than I imagine dove. “ he voiced his praise, your cheeks felt hot as you averted your eyes. “ Please…” a weak plea left your lips. It was almost laughable to Habit, you were throwing a tantrum all because he wouldn’t let you get off? Cute, but he’d be nice just this once. His cock was painfully hard at this point, the tip a burning red as he pulled his pants down just enough to free his member. Your mouth practically watered at the sight, but there’d be another time you’d get to suck him dry. Your panties had long since been discarded, the fabric laying in tattered shreds on your floor somewhere alongside the promise to buy you more. You squirmed, trying to find any friction you could but Habit’s firm hands kept you still, his fingers sure to leave bruises with his grip on your hips. “ No no pretty, tell me what you want. “ he chided, a sadistic grin on his face. His hair clung to his forehead, a sheen of sweat coating his body as his muscles tensed. He was holding back, waiting for those words to fall out of your mouth, and gods was it worth the wait. “ Please gods! Please just fuck me Habit! Use me! I don’t care just let me cum-” your sentence was cut short as Habit thrusted his cock into you without so much as a warning, tears pricking your eyes from the sudan intrusion. Something between a growl and groan left the man’s throat. Your warmth sucked him in. Habit gave you a brief moment to adjust before his pace was quickened, his grip on your hips bruising as your back arched. His intent was to breed you, mark your insides as his. You were his. His to hold, his to kiss, his to breed. The thought of you round with his children made his cock twitch. You’d be such a good mother, such a doting mate. Your sweet sounds filled his ears, urging him on. Habit was running on pure instinct at that moment, no words were spoken between you two, because they didn’t need to be. A hand left your hip to press on your stomach, a toothy smile on his face as he leaned down to kiss away the stray tears that fell from your eyes. You looked so pretty, all fucked out, dazed, and all from his cock. “ Aw is my little dove all fucked out? To dumb on cock to speak now? “ Habit cackled as he left soft slaps to your cheek, and all you could do was nod. Your brain long fried as he fucked his cock into you. Gargled pleas left your lips, yet you didn’t know what you were begging for at this point. For him to stop? Fuck you harder? He didn’t care, all Habit cared about was fucking you full of his kids. Habit groaned as your cunt squeezed his cock, a rough smack landed on your thigh making you jump. His dark eyes met yours as he hissed out a threat “ You better not fucking cum yet. Not until I say so. “. He left no room for objection, so all you could do was whine and take it, cunt fluttering around his cock as he mixed degrading words with his filthy praises. A high-pitched whine left your throat as you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, digging your nails into his flesh and burying your face into his shoulder; your pleas falling on deaf ears. You begged, cried, pleaded for Habit to just let you cum, that you’d do anything. Habit’s voice was hoarse as he laughed, a grunt heaved from his throat. 

Your vision turned white as you came. It took a few moments to come back to your senses and even then they were fried. Everything felt fuzzy almost, hazy. Habit, panting and showering you with sloppy kisses and half-formed praises lay on top of you. His weight was nice, you felt protected and warm. “ You’ll be such a good little mate won’t you? “ he grinned, wiping the stray hairs from your forehead before planting a kiss on it. “ Such a good mother too? Maybe I’ll just keep you plugged so it takes? You’d like that wouldn’t you pretty? You want to make me happy don’t you? Yeah, you do. “ His voice was background noise to you at this point, but his words made you smile. You felt whole, full. No longer longing for something you couldn’t have or couldn’t reach. Habit hummed as he stroked your face, watching you doze every now and then. You’d keep him happy enough for now. And busy.

 “ Oh don’t think I’m done yet, starlight, I’m just gracious enough to give you a break! Say thank you, why don’t you? “ 

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[sswiftiestars]

e10 f6 on the smut prompt list with ani 😅😅😅

orgasm denial + against a wall.

anakin skywalker x fem! reader

content warnings: smut, duh. degrading, begging, humiliation, fingering, reader says “stop” but ani doesn’t stop bcos they have a safeword, anakin being turned on by u crying idk what it’s called. and anakin just being fucking mean.

ps: next time someone reqs smth, specify if you want anakin to be a sub or dom. ty. :)

Anakin had you pinned against the wall for about, what, 30 minutes now? his fingers were inside of you, thrusting at a agonizingly slow and almost borderline painful pace, the lewd sounds of your wetness and his fingers thrusting inside of you filling up his quarters.

“ani- please, i need to cum!” you beg, tears starting to fall down your face, as you grip onto his broad shoulders.

anakin chuckles, “not so fast, baby. maybe if you weren’t such a fucking brat, i would let you cum.” he muttered, as he continued to thrust his fingers into you slowly, and roughly.

you let out a sob of pleasure, and try to grind on his hand more. but, Anakin gives you a warning glare.

“what did i tell you, slut?” he hisses, and takes his fingers out of you for a moment.

you mutter out a choked out sob, and try to speak, but just end up babbling something incoherent.

Anakin laughs to himself and suddenly pushes his fingers back into you at a rough pace. you moan loudly in response, as he starts to thrust his fingers inside you at a fast and rough pace.

“anakin, i’m gonna-“ you start, but anakin pulls out his fingers right as you were about to climax, making you let out a loud whine and a slight sob.

he pushes you further against the wall, “whores don’t get to cum, baby, you know this.” anakin smirks.

“please, ani, i’ll be good! i swear!” you whine.

Anakin practically growls in return, and reaches his hand back down, & starts to rub your clit quickly.

“wanna cum so bad? then cum all over my fuckin’ fingers, bitch.” anakin growls, as you moan and whimper, tears still running down your cheeks.

“ani, stop! it’s too much!” you cry,

“yeah, baby, keep fucking crying.” he taunts, playing with your clit at a fast and almost overstimulating pace.

“ani- i’m gonna cum, please let me cum!” you whine.

anakin smirks, “Cum. now.” he demands,

immediately, your eyes roll to the back of your head, and you let out a loud moan of his name, your vision goes white, as you finally (after what seemed like hours) reached your climax.

as your sticky cum drips down your thighs, anakin gets on his knees, and licks the cum off of your thighs.

“fuck, baby, y’ taste so good.” he groans, as you moan in response, “cant get enough.” anakin growls

#anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker #anakin x reader #star wars smut #hayden christensen #smut #send reqs #thanks anon!

[krissysays]

Hi my beautiessss! My requests and asks are open and I’m feeling kindaaa silly tonight so if you just wanna chat with me… Light it Uuuuup!

#☪︎ꨄ❥krissysays✎ #bada lee smut #bada lee #18+ only #wlw #gxg smut #bada lee x fem reader #swf2 x reader #bada lee swf2 #bada lee x y/n #team bebe x reader #team bebe #swf2 #send anons #anonymous #anon ask #reqs open #request #send reqs #talk with me #lets chat

[boy-in-the-stars]

Wallace Wells One Shot Reqs!

Hey guys!! I’m gonna be making a one shot book centered around wallace wells from scott pilgrim, and i need your ideas/requests!

~ Details Under the Cut ~

Ships I’ll Write

Wallace x Scott

Wallace x Todd

Wallace x Lucas Lee

Wallace x Any MALE in the tv show

Wallace x Y/N (male)

Ships I Won’t Write

Wallace x Mobile FOR NOW (I haven’t been able to read the comics yet, I won’t be able to accurately write them) Set to Update When I Do Read Them

Wallace x Any Female Ever

Wallace x OC

Wallace x Anyone Under 18

Tropes I Won’t Write

Abusive relationships

Mpreg (obvs)

Noncon

anything i feel uncomfortable with (I will let you know)

Anything else is on the table!

drop your requests in the ask box whenever you want!

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[baekkku]

GM! Everyone thank you so much for this milestone im really grateful for those who follow, like and re blog this blog. It’s been actually exactly a month since I restarted tumblr and I’m really happy that I can made moodboards, gifs and many more for all of you.

I am trying harder to create better moodboards as I did before but ill keep trying

This is the part where I mention my fav blogs which is basically everyone I follow 💀 (sorry for the unnecessary ping):

@yeritos @p-oisn @sunoofication @sugiieop @s-eori @i-kyujin @m-ime @miye0ns @miye0nsalt @baesol @ninigty @wonyis @wonglits @aesni @i9chae @shua-ssi @editsredvelvet @h-ao @k-azuhas @k-yujin @wiotas @lorlita @i06gyu @i6yunjins @iii-ba @koosuvi @eliatopia @hy4k @i04rei @gaecoo @gaiawons @trivijoy @s-heon @ahinsite @y-urios @y-uisa @y-vna @eunsite @jnssite

& ALOT MORE

#suhrts #50 followers #50 follow milestone #send reqs #reqs open #gabs milestones

[lifeiskentastic]

pls do another dan dunne fic! can be anything 🫶

this man is everything 😩😩

Dan makes a marriage proposal to gn!Reader

Gif by @stumblingandcrumbling-blog

A/N: I don't know the exact reasons but when I write about this man I have so much fun (so I'll keep doing it);

Summary: Dan proposes to you. In the middle of your lesson, actually.

Word count: 353 words;

Thanks for request!

It was supposed to be the most ordinary, unremarkable working day at school. The key word is supposed. Because after your boyfriend, with flowers at his side, a box in his hand, and on one knee, shouted 'Will you marry me?' under your classroom window, it could hardly be described as ordinary or unremarkable.

And while the whole class crowded around the window, and you hid your face with a cheerful smile and a deep blush in your hands, Dan waited patiently. Although, to be honest, his knee was already hurting from standing in the classic proposal pose for so long.

'Ahem, ahem' Dan stirred a little, because his limbs would have given out, and looked up and down at you hopefully, 'I'm not pushing it, of course, but... Um, will you marry me?'

Every student in the office turned to you while your hands seemed to be stuck to your face. Well, you were simply not allowed to show up with such a look on your face as a teacher!

Although any teacher's etiquette was long forgotten when Dan proposed to you in the middle of class.

'Ha-ha, my body's already hurting, you know' indeed, Dan had to get up from his knee, but his gaze remained fixed in one direction - to you. And so did his tired but hopeful smile. He sincerely believed that he would receive an exceptionally positive answer (although with every moment of silence, he was overcome with a touch of conscience). 'I'm starting to worry.'

He shrugged awkwardly, still holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers under his arm and, of course, never letting go of the box with the fateful ring. And then, you finally dared to open your palms to meet that devoted-looking Dan in the schoolyard. The students whispered among themselves, especially as you ran full speed down the stairs to your waiting boyfriend.

You ran out into the street, but you didn't stop there, running straight into Dan's open arms with a smile on your face. You fell into his arms, whispering softly in his ear:

'Yes.'

You were hugged as tightly as you never thought possible.

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