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were--ralph · 2 months

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Hey i saw you ranting about trans men on a post, and i was just wondering a few things. This is a genuine question, as a stelth trans man, i really cant find anything about a pre op transitioning body attractive. Especially a pre op Chest. Now i do take testosterone, and i think that the parts that i find gross (ex: tits mixed with chest hair) are a perfectly acceptable thing to deal with so i can look the way i want to look. I love my body hair and my muscle growth, i just dont love the obviously not cis parts of me. What do you find attractive about this? I truely cannot for the life of me understand why people find trans men attractive but i would really like to understand.

I think spicy food is disgusting generally. it's like. hot and not fun and to me it adds nothing good to the food experience. Genuinely I don't understand why people enjoy hot foods it makes like. literally no sense.

and yet, people do. it's weird. I've tried on multiple occasions to get into spicy food and it just. suks. every single time it sucks. But everyone else in my family lives by it. And I've asked why for years literally unable to understand it until I realized.

sometimes people just. like things. things I certainly don't like and cannot enjoy whatsoever. But at the same time, this is true for me and not for them. I fucking love coffee to the point I drink it more than water most days, but no one else in my family likes it. BUT other people outside my family enjoy it too.

Life is weird and what I'm getting at is something that took me a lifetime to understand and I still can't wrap my head around it all the time.

People just like things. People love things and hate things. What things mean to one person can mean the world to another and death to the third. There's not always a reason for it, but what you have to do is accept that there are things in life that you just might not like much right now. but as time goes on you'll find value in it the same way your partner will find value in you and all the minuscule things you do and become and like and dislike.

And to build on that point, there are things I hated as a kid that I'm fine with and even love now. Each day changes you more than you'll ever know and with those changes, the acceptance that comes with them may be easier or harder.

So, to answer your question, I don't know! I just love men. Men with tits or pecs, men with vaginas or dicks. maybe both at the same time or neither at all! I just think men are generally attractive no matter the design or what's different about them. and not just men but people who present as masc in general. If you're masc nb there's a chance I'm looking at you through the window of a bar as much as if you were cis-male or trans-male.

I do know for some men, the allure of masculinity displaced with the typically-feminine concept of a vagina intrigues them. Maybe it's the juxtaposition of them together, maybe they just want something unique and new to them. Maybe they just really like vaginas and it doesn't matter who it's attached to, or maybe they just like trans men. Same thing with boobs, some guys just like boobs. Some men have boobs. the overlap doesn't mean net-negative results, it could be double positive.

And I don't expect you to love everything about yourself, god knows I don't love everything about myself, and despite people telling me what's good about me I can still find flaws within it whenever I choose. I think men with chest hair are hot as fuck, but also I've seen some smooth men that are just as if not hotter. I love me a fat man or a man with muscles, but i've seen twinks i'd demolish in one sitting as well. I've seen men with dicks and boobs and scars and and hair pretty much everything under the sun and sometimes I want them to sit on me and forget I'm there and smother me.

What you do have to do though is accept that you have those things, and you are those things, and even though you may not like those things you have to accept that they're a part of you and find value in that. And it's not an easy task at all to love yourself, but you have to try because even if you don't right now, there's a partner who will be waiting for you somewhere. there's a future version of you who loves you as you are. there are friends who love your flaws, pets who don't judge, and there are a lot of things that accept you as you are.

So just say you have boobs and chest hair. even if you don't love it about yourself right now know that there are and will always be people who do, and personally I've said before, but I wish i had boobs and chest hair it's just a perfect look to me. I'm fine with whatever my gender is, i just think its a good look. If I had money for top and bottom surgery I'd get it and never look back. You just have to find the value in yourself we all know is there, and if you can't just know that we know it's there and let that carry you through the day!

#i think i lost the plot a bit #but you get it

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fuckmyskywalker · 3 months

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝. — 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐟!𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫.

18+. Smut. Cheating. Affairs. Dilf!Anakin. Female Reader | AFAB!Reader. Age gap. Minor sexist remarks. Tit sucking/play. | Word count: 1.2k (not proofread!)

This is a draft from like May 2023. I don't remember why I never finished it but here it is. Can't believe it's almost a year old.

"Could you stop staring at them?" You ask with a frown, rolling up the car window. Anakin’s blue eyes hold a lustful intensity as they admire your bare tits, bringing his hand to his lips to remove the cigarette and exhaling the smoke outside the parked vehicle.

"They're pretty," Anakin smirks, tired eyes almost glowing under the dim street lamps of the empty road. You have no clue where he brought you, but then again— you don’t ask too many questions about Anakin. "You have bigger tits than my wife."

"Ugh, you're fucking disgusting" You roll your eyes, looking away so he can’t see the ghost of a smile on your lips. As mean and hypocritical the compliment is— something about being approved under the eyes of a man who could easily be your father makes your stomach twirl.

“It's true,” Anakin continues pushing through, well aware that with enough sweet talk, you’ll fall under his claws… even his definition of ‘sweet talking’ leaves much to be desired. “Plus, yours are still intact, you know.”

“Meaning?”

“Kids, idiot. Your tits don’t have stretch marks or are saggy,” Anakin replies as if it wasn’t obvious. The comment makes you give him a dirty look. Age won’t take the sexist tendencies.

“I think stretch marks are hot” You reply with a mindless shrug. “You have stretch marks on your lower back.” Anakin rolls his eyes, flicking the burnt cigarette outside the window.

“I didn’t ask for your opinion, did I?” He bites back, looking outside for a moment to hide the smirk on his lips. It’s hilarious how similar you two can be sometimes. Anakin throws the cigarette pack back in the cup holder and turns around, leaving one hand on the steering wheel and returning his eyes to your tits.

But you saw his little smirk anyway.

He considers smoking another one, but he can already imagine the lecture from his wife about the smell and he already showered this morning so he doesn’t want to sleep with damp hair. Anakin notices how you twist your shirt on your lap, playing with the seams and the tag. You are nervous, which isn’t something unrealistic when you are with him. He can be so unpredictable and the whole thing of “having an affair with a married man who is old enough to be your father” already gives you enough of adrenaline and anxiety; Sometimes Anakin asks himself how the affair started, when did it changed from lingering looks and polite smiles to fucking you in the couch, after knowing you his whole life as the neighbor’s daughter who grew up playing dolls with Leia and hide and seek with Luke.

It has been a couple of minutes since he asked you to remove your shirt, not really touching you, maybe edging you by waiting for his next move. Sneaking with Anakin is always like this. Finding a cheap motel every four days or so— because God forbids you to go to the same one three times in a row, that could be suspicious— eating some greasy takeout in the parking lot and then wandering around the streets. It may look that Anakin is prolonging the “date”, but you know better. He just dreads driving back home, he dislikes going back to his so-called perfect family. You know things are terrible under the tall, well-built roof. You hear it from him, read Leia’s texts, and wait for her when she has to stop his parents from arguing. Perhaps you are tangling yourself too much with the broken family… or tangling too much with his dick in your mouth and his fingers between your legs.

Your window is closed but not his. Outside isn’t particularly cold but you are shirtless. Your nipples are hard and sensitive and Anakin seems to enjoy the view. You can see the outline of his erection, choosing not to point it out. “Can I put my shirt on? I don’t want to die of hypothermia.”

“No,” Anakin simply answers.

He doesn’t break eye contact with your chest when he speaks, as if he is in a trance. His hand cupped your left breast, not the gloved one that you know his wife hates, no— the flesh one, the one that is warm all the time. You relax under his touch, already used to being groped at any time. It’s oddly comforting. Or maybe it is the feeling of being desired.

Closing your eyes, you sigh, content with the minimal contact. A few seconds later his right hand joins and he is now freely palming your breasts, squeezing them softly, and rubbing your perky nipples with his palms. You don’t get why his wife hates his leather glove so much. Or is it the mechanical hand underneath? You would never know, nor you wish to— You can’t even bring yourself to think about anything else right now. His fingertips, calloused and rough pinch the tender nubs making you moan.

He intercalates the groping and the pinching, taking his sweet time until you are breathless. Anakin can be patient when he wants to, not when he needs to. The constant teasing makes you press your thighs together, already turned on by his harsh touch.

Anakin continues torturing you until you are panting, closing your eyes and arching your back every time he pulls them softly. He even bounces them a little, licking his lips. He always knew he loved tits, but yours were his absolute favorites.

“Recline your seat” Anakin murmurs.

“What?” You snap out of your weak daze, looking at the older man with half-lidded eyes.

A deep chuckle bounces inside his car, you never cease to amaze him. “Brainless bitch,” He says with a tone that could be mistaken for affectionate. Anakin removes his hands much to your dismay, shaking his hand and clicking his tongue when you whimper in protest. “Shut up.” Reaching his hand towards your side, he pulls the lever of your seat. Reclining it and making you gasp. Your eyes meet the ceiling just in time for him to lower his face, attaching his mouth on your left nipple and sucking.

Your hand instantly touches his hair, running your fingers through the silky sea of blonde and gray. How can be so handsome in his late 40s? Only God knows. He sucks and bites, enjoying it a little too much. Anakin wouldn’t be Anakin if he doesn’t leave a couple of hickeys and bites, and you can’t complain. Seeing them the next morning when you get ready for school is always a blessing… and a gloomy reminder of the twisted relationship you are involved in— if you can even call it a relationship.

“What time is it?” He suddenly asks, lifting his head and licking his lips.

You check your phone on the pull handle. “9:48, why?”

“My wife should be asleep. Look for another motel,” Anakin cradles your face, guiding your face towards his and kissing you, sliding his tongue between your lips and making you moan weakly from just a kiss. That’s the type of effect he has on you. “And call your parents, tell them you will be staying over in a sleepover with Leia.”

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya writes!#dilf!anakin #dilf!anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker x reader smut #anakin skywalker x you #anakin skywalker x fem!reader #anakin x you #anakin x reader #anakin smut #anakin x reader smut

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simon-sehs · 1 month

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suffer (18+)

tags / cw: f!reader, fluff, angst, smut, hatefucking, injury mention, dirty talk, insults, enemies to lovers, enemies with benefits, pathetic!simon, love confession, happy ending

To this day, you still couldn’t fathom what Ghost’s issue with you was. Granted, he was a weird and mysterious man to begin with, so making sense of his thoughts and feelings seemed daunting when there were bigger concerns.

At least, that’s what you told yourself. It didn’t stop the fact that despite the glares and insults, he often graced your bed.

Or you in his.

You were at least glad he was a gracious lover. Maybe it was an ego or superiority thing; after all, if you’re going to fuck the brains of someone you dislike, you may as well make them see stars and ruin them for anyone else.

Unfortunately, he also loved the sound of his own voice.

“Aww, look at you, sergeant. So desperate and needy for me…”

His dick slipped into your cunt with ease, much to your embarrassment. This, of course, would not go unnoticed, or unspoken.

“That’s right… take me in, doll…” He chuckled. “Must suck, feeling how well that pretty pussy molds around me. Like it was made specifically for me…”

“Jesus, shut up and fuck me already.”

“What’s wrong, love?” He slowly moved inside you, his pace gradually building to make you crave more with each second. “I hit a nerve? You gonna throw a tantrum, slap me around?” He smirked.

“Ugh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Freak.” You moaned and felt yourself clenching around him at the thought, despite your insult.

Ghost’s grip on your thighs tightened. “Maybe. Or maybe I just feel like giving you a free pass. God knows your… aw, fuck… hand-to-hand is abysmal. Couldn’t kick my ass to save your life…”

You grit your teeth. “I don’t need to beat your ass. All I need is a few good hits to make you hurt for a while.”

"Hah, you really think you can hurt me… when I've literally taken a bullet for the both of us?" He said bitterly.

You tensed. “Huh? What… mmm… the hell are you on about?”

“Don’t play dumb, you’re too pretty for that.”

You just stared at him.

Slowly, he stopped and stared down at you. “…Are you… serious?”

You blinked up at him.

His face gradually softened, before he let out a sigh. “You don’t know, do you?”

It was your turn to sigh. “Know what?”

He leaned back, despite still being inside you. “That mission we had together, where we were supposed to bring the target in alive… I took a bullet for you after you got knocked out.” His hand traced a scar on his shoulder. “It was either let you die… or let the target escape.”

You stared at him, speechless. “No, you… I… no… no one told me….”

“You were pissed about the target getting away, I… thought you knew. I don’t know.” He rubbed his jaw.

“What? No! I… you’re lying. You’re trying to make this my fault when it was your incompetence that resulted in him getting away…” You said, but with each word that came out, you could feel your resolve crumbling, as pieces clicked into place.

He glared. “You think I care if you believe me? You couldn’t possibly understand why I did what I did.”

“Try me.”

He pulled out of you with a grunt, and you had to resist the urge to whimper at the loss.

“You don’t want to know.”

You were getting pissed. “Quit fucking around, Simon, tell me.”

He growled. Honest to god, growled. “Fuckin’ hell, because I love you.”

Your eyes widened. He stared.

Seconds ticked by. The two of you were stuck in a staring contest.

You relented and glanced away, frowning. But then a gentle touch of his fingers on your chin brought your face back to gaze at his. More staring.

“Christ, say something, you daft girl.”

“Shut up.” You snapped. “I don’t believe you. You’re messing with me.”

“I have better things to do than lie about this shit. Stuffing your cunt, for example.”

“Why do you act like you hate me then?”

He sighed and rubbed his face. “I… because it’s easier to push you away than face the fact that I… Look, it’s to protect the both of us.”

“And yet you’re somehow in my bed.”

“…Yeah.” His fingers remained on your chin. “Tell me you don’t feel the same way and I’ll go. Hell, I’ll leave you alone, even.”

You swallowed, your heart pounding viciously in your chest. “I… I can’t.” You croaked.

Ghost’s face falls. “No… fuck, no…”

“I… I love—“

“Don’t. Don’t fuckin’ say it. Fuck. You’re not supposed to… we can’t. Don’t you get it? We can’t.”

Your eyes started to blur with tears. “Simon… I love you.”

He glanced away, his chest heaving. “Fuck…”

Now you found yourself turning his face to yours, your hand soft on his cheek. Your heart tore at the sight of his own glossy eyes.

“I love you.” You repeated.

He crumbled.

His face sunk into your neck, and he wept.

You froze up, unsure of what to do. But then you found your arms wrapping around him tightly as his tears dotted your sweaty skin.

“I love you…” You say again, softly.

He mumbled something incoherent into your skin.

“Huh?”

Ghost pulled back slightly. “I said, we’re both fuckin’ idiots.”

“Simon… kiss me…”

He stared at you with pathetic puppy eyes, before leaning in and kissing you. It was different, this time. It wasn’t like the previous kisses. The heat was still there, but there was intimacy, longing, love.

You pulled back to moan as he buried himself back inside your aching hole.

His arms wrapped around your body, pulling you close to his chest as if you were at risk of being pulled away from him. Then, he buried his nose back into your neck.

“Fuck… Love you… so much… fuck…”

Ghost pumped into you slowly but deliberately, each stroke a token of his affection.

You could feel a tear of your own running down your cheek. “My Simon… my love…”

He groaned at that, twitching inside you. “Be mine. Only mine. Please. Please…”

“I’m y-yours. Always have been…”

“Fffuck… prove it… come for me, baby…”

You whimpered as his hips slowly met yours over and over again, his pelvis grinding against your clit. “Yes, baby, yes…”

He breathed heavily against your throat. “Say that again. Call me ‘baby’ again…”

“Baby…”

And then you came, fluttering around his cock as his arms tightened around you.

“Fuck… fuck…” He mumbled.

It took four more strokes for him to follow suit, his body shaking slightly on top of you. You had never seen him in such a state before.

Then the room was silent, except for your ragged breaths.

As the both of you laid there, you reached a hand out to tentatively trace the scar on his shoulder. Ghost snuggled into you further.

“I’m yours… never forget that…” He murmured.

“Or… what… you’ll get… shot again?” You smirk.

He sighed. “I was thinking… more along the lines of… making love to you again… to remind you, but… sure… Why not…?”

#simon riley #cod #call of duty #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #my writing #okay. now that this is out of the way. it’s time for the cousin fic #which is. a lot dirtier. so much dirtier.

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dungeonpuppykai · 1 month

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Dating Joel Miller

Pairing: Bf!Joel Miller | Reader.

Warning(s): Age gap (reader is in their 20's), allusions to mature activities, mild d/s dynamics, fluff, cg!Joel, Daddy kink, begging, making out. I'll be safe and say minors do not interact.

Setting: TLOU 2.

He's definitely an experience.

Single-handedly rocks your world in more ways than one.

So, so laid-back it's fucking sexy.

Definitely tames the brat out of you.

What he says goes because he's older and knows better.

Or?

You live to learn he was right.

So smug when that happens.

Not very vocal about his feelings but cares for you so much.

The littlest of things that can easily be missed, Joel makes a point of remembering.

Won't ever openly admit it though.

Tough love in an endearing way.

From your favorite snacks to your preferred clothing, to the kinds of flowers or things you like to collect to getting you food whenever he does for himself and picking out the condiments you dislike to being mindful of the drink you prefer with it, he's got it all covered.

A total ass when it comes to training and you best believe he doesn't hold back on it. After everything that's happened, he wants you to be prepared for anything and everything.

Only rolls his eyes and shakes his head when you're being the kid that you are with Ellie and Co.

Simply snorts when you all tease him for being a geezer.

Because he knows that all it takes him is one certain look if it goes too far.

And you are whimpering into your place like a puppy yanked by their leash.

Besides, you can act all high and mighty as you want, Joel knows that the one who will have you all whiny, grabby and mushy underneath them will be him.

Whenever he wants.

You're down so bad for him, oh my God.

He knows it, and that's exactly why he doesn't get riled up when foolish little boys try their luck on you.

Well, that is, not usually.

Loves to tease you and make you beg after you've acted out all day.

"Oh, but I thought I was an old man who 'just didn't get' y'all, huh baby?" And you're a quivering, panting mess with your limbs tangled in his.

Great. Fucking. Kisser.

Hot, sloppy, wet, sense melting, passionate kisses while his calloused hands roam all over you, occasionally squeezing the parts that cause you to make such a huge mess in your pants that he tuts when he feels it through your clothes.

"Noooo, Daddy…" You're literally aching.

"Tell me what you want, baby. Say it for Daddy and he will give it to ya" you are a writhing mess as your hips grind against his and you hump yourself on one of his thighs.

"Please, Daddy… Need you so bad, Daddy… Please use me~" it depends on his mood how he treats you in bed though.

Some days he could be the most tender lover with gentle caresses, featherlight touches, cotton-soft pecks and passionate love making.

Other days include him pressing your face down into the mattress as his huge cock hammers in and out of your leaking slit, rough bites littering your skin as you struggle to breathe through the animalistic fucking.

Nothing gets you to cum harder than when he sometimes wraps his hand around your throat, features stern with all that's taking him not to just obliterate you.

Some days though, he likes to combine the two styles.

Eats you out like a starved wolf.

But can take his sweet time with that as well.

Lets out the deepest, most throaty grunts when you suck his dick.

Has a couple ways of reprimanding you if you're too clumsy and neglectful with yourself.

No one else is allowed to give you any shit though.

Isn't overbearingly domineering at all.

He knows you're young and dumb and will need to make some of your own mistakes to learn.

Always there for you with open arms to console you when you do.

Your silly little friend group definitely knows when to make themselves gone when Joel decides that he's had enough of sharing you for the day and wants you all for himself.

It's always subtle; like a gentle caress on your shoulder or a soft nudge in your side. Sometimes it can be a claiming hand on your lap. And then everyone knows that it's time to scurry out.

Doesn't always play voluntarily.

But when he does, it's for you.

Especially if there's a storm, or you're extra sensitive from playtime, or just emotional in general. Sometimes he's just feeling affectionate.

Will usually deny it like his life depends on it but there are certain songs, a specific range of lyrics and a peculiar sort of tunes that he plays only for you.

Every now and then you crawl into his lap after an intimate session and ask him to teach you how to play a song or two.

Then hours pass with you two just huddled into each other, strumming melodies to life as your naked back presses into his strong chest, your ass fitting perfectly in the crook of his abdomen as he rests his chin on your head and revels in your scent.

Sometimes he slowly cockwarms you in that position as well.

Cannot sleep without you.

He wasn't always like this.

But there's no going back now.

Joel is sure to keep tossing and turning until you're locked up close in his arms.

Your safety and well-being is his top priority.

Always.

Playing TLOU again and boy am I needy for this grizzly bear. Also I haven't watched the show but I love Pedro so yeah. Feedback and reblogs are much appreciated <3

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i-care-bout-things-too · 2 months

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Batfam Ages:

Okay, there is no such thing as an exact science when determining the ages of the Batfam, but the easiest thing you can do is work of the concrete ages that you /do/ know, and make them fit with canon events to the best of your ability. Now, canon changes all the time—which definitely makes this a challenge, but I’m going to just explain my process for determining their ages and you can disagree if you’d like, or you can use this to write fic like I do where ages are semi important,

Let’s begin. I’m going to give you the arbitrary number of 15, this will be important later.

Dick Grayson:

Depending on the canon, Dick is 8, 10, 12, or 15 when his parents die. All of these numbers will have problems depending on which you pick, but I go for the safe bet of 10 years old. Why? Well, a little known fact is that Dick ends up in juvie after his parents die, and he’s not immediately taken in by Batman. Thus, it takes a little while longer for him to become Robin, which doesn’t immediately happen after he becomes Bruce’s ward anyway, because Batman doesn’t immediately go and spill the beans. Thus, Dick ends up in Bruce’s car at around ten or eleven, but doesn’t become Robin until he’s 12.

Now Dick is Robin up until he’s about 18, when Bruce takes Robin from Dick because it’s too dangerous and Dick refuses to quit. Dick joins up with the teen titans full time, and he’s still Robin for a little while longer until we get Nightwing, aka Discowing, for the very first time at age 19. Simultaneously, while this is happening, a little kid is stealing the Batmobile’s tires.

Jason Todd:

Our beloved street rat Robin, Jason Todd, swings a tire iron at Batman and then gets taken out for fast food. It’s great, it’s cute, it doesn’t immediately lead to his adoption though, either. No, instead Jason ends up in an orphanage that is trafficking children. Bruce shows up one day to check up on Jason, and is made aware of this by his soon to be first adopted son (yeah, you heard me, Dick isn’t adopted yet). They take down the trafficking ring, and Bruce adopts Jason. Jason then becomes Robin at age 13.

Unfortunately for our boy, he was widely disliked by comic fans across North America, DC did a little telephone poll, and by a few hundred votes, DC changed comic history forever by killing off a high profile character what seems like /permanently/ for the first time ever. No resurrections this time. (Hah, right!). Which is to say, Jason Todd has the second shortest run as Robin at just two years, dying at age 15.

Tim Drake:

So then we get Robin numero 3. Tim Drake sees Batman getting darker and more violent and goes y’know, someone should do something about that. He tries talking to Nightwing, but he’s in a bad place with Bruce after learning Jason died via a Newspaper (yeah, Bruce sucks for that one), and tells Tim he won’t be going back to Robin. Thus, lil Timmy Drake gets an idea in his head. He looks himself in the mirror and goes, I can fix him, and then, Tim Drake becomes Robin at age 12.

Tim Drake has one of the longest runs as Robin, with only a mild interruption from a lil blond Bat.

Stephanie Brown:

Stephanie Brown starts off as the vigilante Spoiler, whose whole purpose in life is to spoil the plans of her C-list villain dad, Cluemaster. She meets Robin (Tim), hits him in the face with a brick, and then ends up dating him. Unlike most characters who appear a few times and never come back, Stephanie manages to stick around. She gets pregnant at age 15 (it’s not Tim’s, and no she did not cheat, this happened priorly), she gives birth, the baby is put up for adoption, and she becomes Robin after Tim’s dad, Jack Drake, finds out Tim is Robin and bans him from it. Tim is forced to quit and Stephanie picks up the mantle. She’s clocks in the shortest run as Robin, working with Batman for about two months before Bruce forces her to stop. Tim picks up the mantle again, and Steph goes back to being Spoiler—only to get killed by Black Mask, making her the second “Robin” to die. DC does retcon her death, and we later learn she was only badly beaten and sent off to live in a foreign country before she makes her return.

Jason Todd, Again:

While all this is going on, stuff is happening behind the scenes. Namely, Jason coming back to life. A common misconception here however is how long Jason was actually dead. While I wouldn’t be able to find the panels to confirm it, the true number is a “short” 6 months. Yep, while years passed in the real world, possibly decades, actually, Jason was dead all of 6 months. According to the books, he undigs himself from his grave six feet under (because Superboy punched through the multiverse or something?) and ends up wondering around Gotham as a mindless little zombie. Conveniently, Talia al Ghul stumbles upon her beloved’s lost little bird, and she decides to take him home and train him. He’s with them for a bit, gets dunked into a Lazarus pit, comes back very very angry, is shipped off to the all caste for a bit, and upon his return to the al Ghuls, is informed he’s been replaced by little Timmy Drake.

Jason makes his whole plan, and decides to make a splash by returning to Gotham wearing an old moniker of the Joker’s and taking over Gotham’s underworld. He beheads a few criminals, tries to kill Tim, tries to get Bruce to kill the Joker, and doesn’t really have success in those latter two objectives. That puts Jason at age 19, roughly. We don’t really know how to count the months he was dead.

Damian Wayne:

Shortly after Jason’s unmasking as the Red Hood, Damian Wayne turns 10 years old and beats his mother, Talia al Ghul, in combat. His prize is to be taken to his father and given to him for training. We know definitively that Damian is 10 thanks to this we can measure out the age gaps between the others and get their ages at this point in time. Dick at age 19 became Nightwing, while Jason is made Robin at age 13, so they have a six year age gap. Jason dying 2 years later at age 15 leads to Tim becoming Robin at age 12, they have a 3 year age gap. Tim is Robin for 3 years before Jason comes back and Damian trails after him a few months behind, putting Tim at around 16/17 while Damian is 10. I tend towards 16 instead of 17 because DC stopped aging Tim for a while, so it just makes more sense to pick the lower number. Thus, when Damian is 10, Tim is 16 as is Steph, Jason is 19, and Dick is 25.

Thanks to Damian being quite young, DC has kept an active track of how and when they age him. We know Damian is only with Bruce a few short months before he disappears into the time stream and Dick makes him Robin, and we also know that Damian’s 11th birthday is celebrated after Bruce is reinstated to the proper time. However, DC follows this up by killing Damian and making him the third Robin to die, the second to do so in the suit itself, and he’s dead for a significant number of months. In this time, Dick also dies—as in his heart is stopped by Lex Luthor for a few seconds, and then restarted, after his identity is revealed on live TV. Bruce decides to let the world believe Nightwing died and stayed dead, and Dick is sent off to Spyral to do secret spy stuff for Bruce. There is an issue around here in the “Grayson” run that claims Dick is twenty-one years old, which is ENTIRELY incompatible with the time line I just painstakingly established, and I go ahead and outright dismiss it because it clearly doesn’t work with a majority of canon. While Dick is with Spyral, Damian is brought back to life, and he goes on a year of redemption (which doesn’t actually last a whole year, but I digress). He and Dick meet again, and we move into Rebirth somewhere around here with the conclusion of Spyral and Batman and Robin Eternal.

General Events:

Damian turns 12 presumably sometime during rebirth, although not specified, I do believe Truth and Justice issue #6 to be his 12th or 13th birthday, but I lean towards 12 because of the costumes everyone wears in the issue. Steph is spoiler, Cass is Orphan, Tim is Red Robin, Red Hood has yet to don his solo Outlaw uniform, and Barbara is Batgirl.

I can’t name a specific issue for Damian’s 13th birthday, but it’s canonical that Damian turned 14 in his solo Robin series, Robin (2021) while he was off finding himself before the Lazarus Tournament, and since then, there’s been the Shadow War, Batman Vs Robin, Dark Crisis event somewhere around there, the Lazarus Planet event, Gotham War, DC Knight Terrors, and Beast World event, which catches us up to the modern day world.

Since Damian hasn’t yet turned 15 despite ALL of that going on, and is still for now at least, 14, that means Tim and Steph are 20, Jason is 23, and Dick is 29.

I know I mentioned Cass and Babs, and I would love to give you a proper age for them but I don’t know where to place them in DC canon like I do the others, however people do commonly place Cass roughly around the same age as Jason making her 22 or 23, and Babs tends towards being 6-8 years older than Dick, although that is an age gap DC has been slowly bridging over the years. Still, I put her at 35 years old. I don’t have a reference for Duke Thomas either, but he’s commonly placed as being two years younger than Tim making him 18 currently.

Lastly, I bring back the arbitrary number of 15, given that that is the number of years that separate Dick and Damian, I also use that age gap between Dick and Bruce—meaning that Bruce took Dick in when he was 25, and placing Bruce at 44 years old in main continuity.

Overall Ages Currently:

Bruce Wayne: 44

Barbara Gordon: 35

Dick Grayson: 29

Jason Todd: 23

Cassandra Cain: 22

Tim Drake: 20

Stephanie Brown: 20

Duke Thomas: 18

Damian Wayne: 14

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anemptypuddingcup · 8 months

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contains public fingering and hand kink. and opla zoro.

You shivered as his hands trails along your thigh, feeling along the softness of your skin. Feeling the rough skin along your soft thigh made you shiver with arousal.

“U-Uhm…Y-You’re really turning me o-on…r-right now Zoro.”

“Oh really? What is it about me that’s turning you on precious? Tell me.”

You trembled and exhale shakily as his thick and rough hand gripped the fat of your thigh, his hand trailing along the soft skin of your inner thigh and teasing you with his fingers. You let out a little sigh as he smirks and looks down into your eyes before blinking blankly.

“Well? What’s turning you on pretty girl? I wanna know.” He asked, his hand trailing up higher between your inner thighs. You gasp out as you felt a thick finger prods at your clit, and you tremble slightly as he rubs your sensitive swollen pearl. “You’re teasing me Zoro~” You exhale shakily as you felt his other arm wrap around you and pull you closer to him.

He smirks and snicker. “Don’t act like you dislike it woman, you like my hands don’t you?” He whispers to you, his voice making you shiver with delight and arousal. “Mmh~ I love them s’much Zoro~” You mewl to him, a little squeak leaving your lips as you felt his other hand grip your thigh again. He chuckles and slides his hand underneath your thigh and lifting it up, his digits now teasing at your entrance.

“Z-Zoro!~ S-Someone might see us- Mh!~” You whine out shakily as you felt him plunge his digits into your cunt, a shaky breath leaving you as you felt his fingertips kiss your g-spot. “Hm?~ You were the one who said I was turning you on, don’t try and get scared now…” He teases you, a chuckle leaving him as he heard you mewl out once again.

“Mmh! F-Fuck! Y-Your fingers~ P-Please Z-Zoro~” You gasp, your toes beginning to curl while your sandals began to slide off. You grip his forearms tightly, your nails scratching against his skin while you bit your bottom lip tightly. “Look at your pussy sucking in my fingers, you better keep your voice down…” He whispers, causing your walls to cling to his digits. The sounds of your warm walls sucking and taking his fingers only turned him on even more, making him year to just stuff his dick deep in your sweet cunt.

“Z-Zoro!” You gasp out as you felt yourself wanting to cum, his fingers scissoring around deep inside of you. “Gonna cum already? You want the others to hear you squirt on my fingers?” The movements of his fingers increases speed, a sudden gasp leaving you before you quickly cover your mouth to muffle your moans. “You’re right there aren’t you?~ Go on and cum on my fingers pretty girl.” He whispers to you, giving you a sly smirk.

You whimper out and began squirming uncontrollably, a few gasps leaving you as you felt yourself ready to cum on his fingers. “Mmgh! M-Mhh!~” You arch your back and throw your head back as your walls flutter around his digits, a loud mewl leaving you as you finally squirt and release on his fingers.

Zoro hisses at the warmth tightness of your pussy around his finger, your grip making him grow hard in his pants as he begin to prods and pulsate against your back. “Ohh fuck, you look so fucking hot~ My pretty woman squirting out all over my fucking jeans like that.” He huffs, shoving his digits farther inside of you making you yell out a bit suddenly.

“Now you’ve turned me on, all those sexy moans and you squirting like that…I wanna fucking see you do that on my fat cock now.”

You moan out in desire, wiggling your hips against his crotch and practically bagging him to fuck you. “Please Zoro, my pussy wants more than just your thick and large fingers~” You pout to him, a sudden groan leaving his lips as he felt you grind your hips against his hardened cock.

“Don’t worry woman, I’ll fuck you just how you want me to, or maybe until you can’t stand up. Bend over the fucking sofa. Bend over right fucking now.”

He removes his fingers from your slit and you stood up before bending over on the soft cushions of the sofa. “Fuck me Zoro~ Please fuck me so good~ I-I want your dick deep inside of me so badlyy~” You whine, begging him to fuck you.

“You keep acting like this and I’ll fuck you in front of the whole crew, naughty fucking girl.”

#fuck-#I want Zoro to finger me so badly-#I mean literally fingerfuck me #and stuff them thick fingers DEEP inside-#okay I’m so sorry #anyways #one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece zoro #op zoro #zoro smut #zoro fluff #opla zoro #roronoa zoro #puddingcupimagines

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yanderesimp2000 · 1 month

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husk x fem reader romance head canons sfw and nsfw portions

My first none - yandere post wow

TWS none husk is perfect

tags Snuggles, Flirting,romance, healthy relation ship, fluff,NSFW at the end ,energetic reader, short reader,playful reader

sorry for this being so short

SFW PORTION

-Husk is very protective not in a possesive way but if anyone trys to hurt you or exploit you he WILL beat their ass

-His fur is very soft so when you cant sleep his warm fur basically works as one of those cuddly weighted blankets

-although he dose not admit when he likes something your doing his body uncontrollably purrs so you always know when he likes something your doing

-Husk is HORRIBLE with affection he just doesn't know how to react to it so he just gets overwhelmed and anxious about what to do

-Husk can still be loving though when he sees your having a bad days he's quick to comfort you and make you feel better

-husk likes to dress you up he finds it nice to be able to buy things you like then make you look all pretty in them but whatever you were he doesn't fucking care

-he likes it when you play with his fur he purrs like a vacuum and practically is shoving you against him that's how much he enjoys it

-hes always tired so he's not to fond of your extremely energetic personality but he manages he loves you so much he could not give to shits

-hes fucking TERRIBLE at comfort even though he's protective you could come home balling your eyes out he would be mad that someone made you cry like that but would not know what to do other then awkwardly hugging you and taking you out to your favorite restaurant

-its easy to tease him since he has so many sensitive points you two can just be laying in bed together and you will just start blowing into his ears causing him to make the adorable low pitched growl you know and love you can even just gently run your fingers through his Tail or Wings and he will be that annoyed since those spots are sensitive

-husk is basicly a walking cuddle pillow to you since your a little bit smaller he's just perfect to cuddle against husk hates it but dosnet say anything because he's a big pushover

NSFW PORTION 18+

he was shocked when you wanted him to be rough because in his eyes all he could think was "why does anyone wanna get hurt while being fucked"

even though he enjoys fucking you roughs he's really scared he could accidently hurt you so he's always making sure you have a safe word and stuff so your always comfortable

he loves it when you suck his dick your a sucker for praise and he know that so he "damn your fucking good at this" and "good girl your the best I've seen do this shit"

usually after a long day of work husk is tired but somehow your always fucking horny so that just leads to you 2 fucking while he's begging to just be able to go to sleep

he likes teasing you by rubbing his dick around the entrance of your pussy this is only when he's not tired but he seems to love how flustered you get and how much you beg for him to just "start fucking thrusting"

Husk at first was a very gentle lover making sure you were only doing safe and gentle sex but when you two started to explore some new fantasy the more he started to like things where he's taking the command but this dosent mean he's not asking you first though for consent

- when husk has the energy to fuck he just keeps on going and going and going until you pass out from exustion then he feels really bad and gives your breakfast in bed with ACHAHOL even though you've said multiple times you dislike it

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel husk #romantic #romance #hazbin hotel art #helluva boss #husk x reader #husker #cartoon

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hanwiore · 9 months

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you were just so…cute.

Sitting on the couch with your legs under you as you stroked the end of you pink skirt, two barbie ponytails with a swoop you just gotten done earlier today, that nanami paid for. White cami shirt and a pink cardigan, you were adorable but such a very bad girl.

“Daddy, it was a accident- i swear it!” Your eyes looked wide as you look up at the man, tom ford button down and a nice fitted tie over his neck. Nanami was just so clean…so expensive looking. Your thighs clench.

Oh your were a very…bad girl.

“Are you always causing accidents that require you cussing at me like some crazy woman?” His voice rang out in the quiet big house. Your hands fumbled with the edge of the white couch, a frown gracing your lips. “N-no but it was just…” your eyebrows drew close.

You were frustrated that’s all, frustrated that the nail tech didn’t do right. Frustrated that nanami didn’t have time to go in there for you to address the issue like he did everytime you disliked something.

Then he the nerve to call you a spoiled brat which made you cuss at him.

“Well I wouldn’t be fucking spoiled if you didn’t make me like this!”

Is what you said which was crazy because, even before nanami you were a spoiled little thing.

Not understanding what no meant, or not today, or not right now.

Tears start burning your eyes, it’s just not fair!

“I-i just didn’t, i-i just don’t like em’ da-daddy!” You look at your nails, the index finger not shaped right, not square enough. “I told you we can fix them tomorrow but you want to throw a fit like I haven’t taught you shit baby.” He mumbled as his hand move to the back of your knee that was covered from the back of thighs.

Strong enough to pull your legs from under and that has you back flying back into the couch and skirt flying up to show your pink panties.

“D-daddy, im so-so sorry.” You sniffle and whine because you hate when nanami is mad at you, hates when he sees you differently then being his good little angel. Then suddenly he grips your face, thumb pushing in on one side as the others pushed in on the other. “Shhh, daddy knows baby. He always know.” And thats true.

Cause he knew exactly how to fuck you brain dead with just his fingers.

Legs spread wide, toes clenching in your pink socks with white frill’s at the top, your head leaned back against the sofa, finger digging into nanami’s strong arm that hand veins all around them as three fingers shoved deep into your wet tight pussy.

“G-god, oh god d-daddy!” You mewl and whine, biting your pouty lip and god you looked so cute.

Nanami looking at the way sweat glistening slightly around your neck. Your gold necklace he got you a week prior to meeting him at the first dinner date. Which was a year ago. Your nipples were hard under the shirt, wet circling around it when you sucked them through the shirt. Eyes going down to your trembling things that were soaked, you were just so cute.

He groans and place your legs on his shoulder, kissing your calf, moving his fingers forward to tough the spongey spot in you, rubbing which made you moan unexpectedly loud. “Good job baby, she so fucking tight. And she’s fuckin’ talking to me too baby. You hear it?” He moans infront of your face. You nodded enthusiastically. Stupidly.

“Yes, yes, yes yes yes yes yes.” You were just so dumb! Moving your hands behind his neck and through his disheveled hair. “Gonna cum daddy, hm can i cum? F-feels so good.” You whine, looking at his eyes, he looked so carefree. But his hard dick that was trapped in his black slacks was pushed against your thigh.

“You think you deserve hm? You think you deserve to cum on my fingers?.” And there you go nodding again because you didn’t give a fuck that you messed up a little earlier, cumming was more important to you right now.

His fingers slid out and you cried.

“No! Daddy st-stop it’s not f-funny.” But nanami wasn’t laughing. Cause it wasn’t funny which is why he told you to make your self cum on your own fingers cause you didn’t deserve his.

And tears began to fall cause you hated that, wanted his and his only. “B-but.” He cuts you off swiftly. “No. Cum on your own fingers. And i meant it.” He pulls up off you slightly, now standing up with both hands on each of your foot. Thumbs digging into the heel of it. You cute little manicured fingers fall to your clit, you look at his face and start rubbing it.

His face was enough to get you off anyways.

His blonde hair, and eyebrows that frowned slightly “oh” you gasped as your hips moved in circular motion against your fingers, thinking his finger doing it. His fingers were better and the though made you pout. Your eyes travel to his neck, you first initial on his gold necklace, his good fucking hard body you can see against his white button up shirt. “Oh gosh..” you mumble and close your eyes.

“Look at me baby.” And you eyes dart open, squelch squelch squelch as your fingers became more aggressive, more needy. Now your eyes was on his bulge. It was so thick, pants tight around his thighs.

You can just imagine his dick, the dick that can be rubbing against your clit instead of his fingers, “you almost there aren’t you sweetheart? Boutta cum on those cute fingers hm?” Your eyes were teary, listening to nanami on half a mind.

“D-daddy, oh my…daddy!” Your thoughts were going wild, his hands holding your legs open as they shook uncontrollably. You felt it, the clench in your stomach as you began sobbing, just the thought of his dick alone was making you cum. “Ca-can i cum? I’ll be so good daddy, will never c-cuss at you aga-again! I wanna cum s’ bad !” You words were jumbled but he understood you.

He bent down slightly moving your fingers away so his hard dick that was still hiding in his pants can push on your puffy clit, you whimpered, moving your hips up to fuck yourself against that hard bulge. “That’s it baby, i know.” His hips moves forward against you, he pecks your lips softly, then your cheek, and sucks your neck nastily. “Cum on my pants baby, show me how needy you are.”

Your arms circle around his neck and you whined so loudly, hips bucking, your breath labored. “Cummingcummingcummingcumming.” “Daddy!daddynghhhhhhdaddy!”

You fucking soaked his pants and sofa, your fingers squeezing his hair and you start mumbling unintelligible sentences. He groans and keeps moving his hips against yours, “i-its sensitive.”

“I know baby but your gonna help me cum too right?”

And you did, more then once.

#jujutsu kaisen nanami #jujutsu nanami #nanami x you #nanami smut #nanami x reader #jjk nanami #nanami x black!reader #nanami kento #black reader #black women #jjk smut #smut

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konigsblog · 5 months

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I just had an idea! Rude Konig! Like My man Konig is just kinda a prick. Bumping into people, ignoring them, glaring at them, giving them the evil eye, thinking theyre disgusting, but he likes us. He thinks we're cute n shit, but ofc, he's still a prick and he thinks he's entitled to our affection. He thinks we're just playing hard to get because we wouldn't want him?

ohh, you're corrupting me with this idea :(

rude!könig is such a horrible prick. he's an annoying, rude bastard — and maybe it stemmed from being bitter when he was a teenager, bitter than he was disliked for ‘no apparent reason’... though, truthfully, he was just a freak with no manners.

he'd glare at people if they bumped into them, even cursing them out if they didn't apologise. it's as if he expected others to have manners when talking to him, but he wasn't expected to have the same respect.

rude!könig hates all the new recruits, he thinks they're stupid for asking for help, or asking a question könig thought was just ‘common sense’... he doesn't realise that he's more experienced, that he's been in the industry for longer so of course he has more knowledge and understanding :(

but he's such a bastard that he doesn't even care...

he met you at a coffee shop, when you accidentally spilled black coffee all over his cargo jeans. he grumbled out something incoherent, hearing you apologise profusely. but, instead of cursing you out for being a stupid bitch, he rolled his eyes and demanded a towel to clean up his jeans, his voice intimidating.

and even though he made a bad first impression, he couldn't get you off of his mind. it was like könig expected you to come suck his dick... i mean, after all, you owe him something for ruining his jeans :( könig comes to the coffee shop everyday, waiting for you to offer to make it up to him, but you don't!

it just really pisses him off.. he guilt trips you into feeling bad -- like you're a dickhead for a total accident :( describing what you'd done to be worse than what it actually was. “why don't you make it up to me, hase? you owe me, don't you? ja?”

#orla speaks #rude könig #könig call of duty #könig x reader #könig mw2 #könig cod #konig #könig #cod konig #konig x reader #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #konig cod #konig x reader smut

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dilfssleepingbag · 8 months

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Dutch Van der Linde NSFW HCs:

Minors Dni!

Fem ‘reader’

Calls you “darling”, “sweetheart”, “doll” and “love”

He loves spanking you. You wanna act like a brat? Alright, you will get treated like one (he sometimes leaves his rings on) “someone seems to have forgotten their manners. Don’t worry, doll..I shall teach you a lesson you won’t forget so easily” “who do you think you’re talking to like that, huh? Need me to put your mouth to better use?”

He enjoys to see your skin turn red under his touch, especially when the shape of his hand imprints on your butt (or face)

Has a daddy kink/ authority kink. He feels a surge of power and dominance whenever you call him “sir”, “daddy” or even “Mr Van der Linde”. “Yeah, that’s right, doll. Let them know who your daddy is”

Smokes one of his cigars after he successfully railed your brain into another dimension (he wouldn’t smoke around you if you dislike the smell)

His fingers…hdhjwbd… he def knows what he’s doing with them- like- just look at them and yk what I mean

He’s a big fan of orgasm denial “don’t cum until I give you permission, darling”

However…should you cum before that he will overstimulate you until you’re crying and begging for him to stop “oh? I thought that’s what you wanted, sweetheart. So take it and handle it like a good girl”

He usually has to cover your mouth in order to silence your moans and cries or the whole camp would hear you “ssh, you want everyone to hear your lewd sounds?” And you’d just nod and have him chuckle darkly “dirty girl”

One of his favorite positions is cowgirl. Dutch enjoys to see you flustered when he looks down at you and enjoys how it makes you look away. “ah ah, eyes back on me” he’d say as he grabs your face and turns it back in his direction.

He also loves to see you struggle to make yourself cum on his dick. Either your legs fail you or his dick just doesn’t hit the right angle “what’s wrong, doll? Need the old Mr. Van der Linde to help you out?”

He’ll make you cum one way or another. Dick, mouth, fingers. You name it, you receive it (but only if you’ve been a good girl)

Dutch is good at eating you out, the prickling of beard only adds to the sensational feeling he gives you and you buck your hips to get more of that.

He also enjoys you riding his face. The first time he told you to do so you got all embarrassed and tried to refuse his offer by saying that you’re too heavy and could suffocate him. He just grabbed you and positioned you over his head “will you sit down, girl? It should be considered an honorable death if I die by eating your cunt.”

If you were to suck him off he will make sure to humiliate or mock you before that. Dutch will slap his dick on your cheek and lips while looking amused “oh? You want it that bad, huh? I don’t see you making any efforts to earn my dick yet though. Keep begging, darling” (would smoke one of his cigars while he looks down at you (unless you hate the smell))

If you finally get what you longed he will tell you to thank him “darling, where are your manners, huh? Say ‘thank you, daddy’” (he will mock you for thanking him “what are you thanking me for, doll? Tell me why you’re thanking me”)

Dutch will throw your legs over his shoulder and fuck you hard and deep. He will place kisses on your ankles when he slows down and looks at your flushed face “taking me so well, darling”. He would lean forward and press your legs closer to your body as the mating press position allows him to slide deeper. “You like that?” He would press his hand down on your abdomen before playing with your clit with his other hand. “Aww look at you, doll. Such a cockdumb little slut”

He is also quite fond of choking you. Breathplay shows him how much you trust him and he’s easily turned on by that.

He likes marking what’s his. You will wake up with hickeys and bite marks on your tits, hips and inner thighs (he’s too much of a gentleman and saves you the embarrassment to walk around with hickeys on your neck..tho the camp most likely knows already what you did last night) And damn, will he be proud of looking at them the next day

He will praise you by calling you his “good girl” or saying “that’s it, you’re doing so well for me”, “that’s my girl, keep going”, “got myself such a good little whore, didn’t I?”

He’s good at aftercare. Makes sure to hold you close and place kisses on your head and forehead. His hands run soothingly over your legs all while he whispers sweet nothings into the depths of night

Some ppl who were interested in reading the hcs:

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#dutch van der linde #rdr2 #dutch x reader #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2 #Dutch van der linde x reader #I need to touch some grass #rdr x reader #arthur morgan x reader #delulu #red dead redemption x reader

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justagayperson-2024 · 2 months

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Professor Severus Snape x Reader

~GN!Reader~

"Severus." I called out as I walked into the potions classroom. I heard a faint 'In here' from Severus's office. As I walked in I noticed him hunched over his desk grading papers tiredly. "I noticed you weren't at dinner tonight so I made you a plate." I said softly, placing the plate on his desk. He nodded slowly, "Thank you, darling." He said deeply. I placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and rubbed tenderly. A quiet sigh left his lips as he leaned back, looking up into my eyes. I smiled down at him, caressing his cheek with my other hand. He gave me a soft, tired smile and pulled me close to him. "Are you almost done?" I asked, stroking his hair lovingly. He shook his head no and mumbled something into my chest. I grabbed his hand gently and pulled him up off his chair, "No Y/n I need to finish." Severus argued. I gave him a stern look and he closed his mouth quickly. He knew what that look meant and he couldn't say he disliked it. A faint blush spread to his cheeks and his pants tightened with the hard-on he was now getting from that one look. I brought him over to his sofa and pushed him down onto it. He groaned at the force I used which just made him harder if it was possible. I smirked down at him and began taking off my robes slowly, giving him a little show. He moaned at the sight of my lace bra and panties that I wore specifically for him. "Do you like my outfit, Prince?" I asked as I walked over to him, swaying my hips just right. He gulped and nodded eagerly. The tightness in his pants was becoming more painful by the second as he watched me with lust-filled eyes. As I began undressing Severus I heard a faint whimper when my hand ghosted over his lower regions. I couldn't help but giggle at the utter control I had over this man, it was almost enough to send me over the edge. I took off his robes and waistcoat, leaving him in his black shirt and dress pants. I sank to my knees and started taking off his pants very slowly. Severus bucked his hips up impatiently and I pushed them down forcefully, "Ah my love, behave and you will be rewarded." I said looking up at him. His face was flushed and I could see the frustration in his eyes, but he nodded and behaved. I pulled down his pants and gently gripped his cock through his black boxers. He gave me a deep moan as I did so, throwing his head back in pleasure. I slowly jerked him off through his boxers earning me more sweet moans and whimpers from his sweet lips. I finally pulled down his boxers letting his cock spring free.

Severus gasped as the cold air hit his cock but I wrapped my warm around him making him melt into the sofa. I nestled between his strong thighs and licked a long hard strip up his dick. His hand flew to the back of my head and gently grabbed my hair as I sucked his tip softly. His moans were like music to my ears. I slowly took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off. "Oh shit Y/n! Fuck!" Severus moaned loudly as I sucked and swallowed his dick. "Your mouth is like heaven darling." He moaned as he pushed my head down, making me gag slightly. Severus quickly moved his hand from my head, "I-I'm sorry fuck." He stuttered apologetically. I moaned around him and moved his hand back letting him know it was okay. He sighed deeply and pushed me down again making my eyes roll to the back of my head at how good it felt. "Y/n! I-I'm s-so close god! I don't want to cum in your mouth that's gross" He moaned as I gently squeezed his balls. I pulled him from my mouth and looked at him, "It's okay My Prince, I want you to cum in my mouth. Be a good boy for me." I said sweetly, batting my lashes at him. He groaned and threw his head back nodding. I went back to work and I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. "I'm cumming! Oh god!" He whined loudly as his cum shot into my mouth. I moaned at the feeling and swallowed all of him. I popped him out of my mouth and looked up at him. His shirt rode up exposing his snail trail and his top button was open exposing his chest. I groaned at the sight in front of me and climbed up to straddle him. "Y/n please I'm so sensitive." Sev moaned as I ran my slick folds over his half-hard cock. I smirked and lined him up with my entrance and slowly immersed him in my cunt. He whimpered and whined as I nestled him inside me, "Oh gods Y/n fuck me." Sev moaned into my shoulder. "I plan to, my sweet boy." I moaned feeling him get hard inside me. I began to move and ride his cock at a painfully slow rate. "Y/n faster please please!" He begged, grabbing my ass and squeezing hard. I moaned and threw my head back in pleasure. I continued to ignore Severus's begging and got myself off nice and slowly. Severus started sobbing softly into my shoulder from the overstimulation. His mumbles and whines about me going too slow and how he's too sensitive only fuelled my orgasm more. As I came close to cumming Sev thrust up into me and started fucking me fast. "I-I need to cum again please Y/n." He whimpered looking at me desperately. I nodded and let him continue fucking me nice and fast. I felt myself get close again and started moaning Severus's name loudly, "Oh Sev, fuck Prince you're gonna make me cum on your cock. God, such a good boy." I praised him as he started slowing down, letting me know he was close. My words egged him on and I felt him cum inside me. This triggered my orgasm and I came crying Severus's name. "You did so well, my Prince." I said, petting his damp black hair. He couldn't form sentences from being so overstimulated and just nodded weakly against me.

#severus snape #severus snape x reader #harry potter #smut #severus snape imagine

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morganbritton132 · 1 year

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I’m in love with the Eddie Munson tiktok saga, it’s been absolutely keeping me sane right now!!

I had a thought of there being a period of time where, if someone from tiktok saw Steve and Eddie out together somewhere, they would say “guys I just saw Steve Munson and his husband” and it made me giggle, so I just had to share !!

It all starts because Steve won a teaching award and it was featured in their local newspaper. Eddie is on a live stream bragging about it because he’s proud but also because it embarrasses Steve. He’s reading through the article and in one paragraph, it says that Mr. Munson was accompanied by his long-term partner, Eddie Munson.

Eddie is just like, “Damn, how many times do I gotta suck your dick to even be considered your boyfriend, Mister Munson.”

Steve, who never dislikes being referred to as a Munson but does like to complain about things, is like, “My name is on the award. It was in the program. Mr. Munson? You should be Mr. Harrington.”

“Edward Harrington sounds like someone had a nanny,” Eddie says and laughs at the look on Steve’s face. “What, I can’t have your last name?”

“I offered you my last name, Ed.”

“I offered you mine.”

“And I have my reason why I didn’t take it.”

“I didn’t take Stevie’s last name because the speed in which his father would be spinning his grave would shatter the earth in half,” Eddie tells their audience. “Stevie didn’t take my last name because he’s sticking it to his old man by making the Harrington name do some good in the world, which he already has. He’s a Munson at heart though.”

For like a month after that live stream any time a fan saw them in public together, Steve is always called Mr. Munson and Eddie is just ‘his husband’ which makes both of them happy. Steve loves the Munsons and he loves being a part of the family, and Eddie loves any time he gets to acknowledge that he’s married to Steve.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie munson tiktok saga

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harunade · 8 months

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hii! can i request hao wanting to punish his girl after she acted ‘bad’. i’m sure hao hate brats and will do everything to remind it to you.

thank you !

omg hello ?!?!

“Ride me or you won’t cum tonight nor this whole week” Hao looked at you with his arms crossed as he had you on his lap, with his cock wrapped around your walls. Previously, you kept toying around with his cock under the table while he was having dinner at a fancy restaurant. Although he had told you to stop, you were too needy to.

And so, the moment you two entered home, he threw you on the bed and made you jump on his dick. Being used to being a pillow princess, riding him was much harder than you thought and your thighs had given up after a few bounces. “Hm? so you don’t want my cock anymore, you needly slut?” Hao wasn’t one to constantly degrade you, but you didn’t dislike it when he did. This time it didn’t go unnoticed by him as your muscles tightened around him and made you let out a whimper. He let out a chuckle and flipped the two of you in an instant.

“Do you like it when i call you a slut? Of course you do” he started thrusting into you, at a rapid pace that made you quickly feel close to your orgasm. “H-hao… please make me cum” he knew you were close, and he was too, but he didn’t want to get it your way so quickly. “Shut up” he harshly pushed two of his fingers in your mouth. but when you started sucking on them and looked up at him with teary eyes, it didn’t have the effect he wanted it to.

“You’re such a brat, really. i’ll fill you up with my cum but you won’t get anything. today or tomorrow. you’ll just be my cocksleeve” moments after he said that, Hao shot his load into you, moaning loudly as he rode out his high.

His dirty words, his fingers in your mouth and the warmth inside your tummy made it impossible for you to resist. you gripped his shoulders harshly, and tears streamed down your face. “p-please let me cum, Hao… it hurts so bad.. will be good” now, Hao couldn’t let his pretty girl ache like that, even if she deserved it.

After edging you for a couple more minute and feeling your pussy pulsate against him, he allowed you to cum. and you did, hard. not only did you cum, but you squirted all over Hao’s lower half. “ ‘m sorry, h-hao… “ you sobbed. “it’s okay, pretty. let’s go take a bath”

hao just couldn’t stay mad at u :( sweetest bf ever

#harunade #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #harunade hao #zhang hao #zhang hao x reader #zhang hao smut #zhanghao smut #zb1 x reader

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