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allisluv · 25 days

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this is definitely not inspired by a recent dream of mine

if you had a wet dream about finnick odair. GOD IF YOU HAD ONE ... the first thing you feel when you wake up in the semi-darkness of your room, your eyes squinting at his still sleeping figure, would be SHAME. you just feel miserable because you feel like you're like these capitol's citizens who are unable to see past his divine beauty </3

you go to get a glass of water, and wake up with finnick, half asleep, in the doorway, concern on his face. you don't want to tell him directly what is the cause of your awakening but we all know that he will manage to get the words out of you.

he does not blame you for a moment. "you should see my dreams about you", he says without a care and leaves you speechless. and then ... the dream becomes reality <3

he wears the most smug look after + says something like "i bet it was better than that dream"

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a/n: hi hi hi! i've never written smut before so constructive criticism is welcome just please don't be mean because i will cry (fr) thank you anon for your request + i hope this lived up to expectations <3

content warnings: established relationship, porn with a little dash of plot, oral (fem!recieving), praise kink, use of the phrase good girl, unprotected p in v (please wrap it before you tap it), lots of consent and finnick being cheeky as always. oh and not proofread for the time being

pairing: finnick o'dair x fem!reader

It takes a while for you to register your surroundings when you shake yourself awake. It's dark in your room and you have to squint in order to make out Finnick's sleeping figure next to you. His chest rises and falls in shallow breaths and you're relieved that you didn't wake him.

As the dream runs through your head like an old movie, you squeeze your thighs together to get rid of the ache between your legs. Shame bubbles in your chest and bile hits the back of your throat.

Wasn't this exactly what the people in the Capitol did? Got off to the thought of him kissing his way up their bodies? You bite the inside of your cheek until you can’t focus on anything other than the metallic taste of blood flooding your mouth.

You pull the covers back and swing your legs over the side of the bed, padding across the wooden floorboards in your bare feet. Flicking on the light switch in the kitchen, you grab an empty glass before filling it with cold water from the faucet.

A pair of warm hands sneaking their way around your stomach is the first thing that you manage to register in your hazy mind. Finnick presses a kiss against the shell of your ear before asking, "What’re you doing up this early, honey?"

"Couldn't sleep," you murmur, setting the glass back onto the marble countertop. “Did I wake you?”

Finnick presses a kiss to the crown of your head as his fingers trace patterns up and down your arms. “Your side of the bed was cold. Was wondering where you'd gotten to, that's all," he shrugs and turns you around to face him. "You gonna tell me whats going on in that head of yours? Was it a bad dream?"

You slide onto the countertop and Finnick's hands instinctively fall to your hips. "Something like that," you mutter. "It's nothing."

"Doesn't sound like nothing," he prompts, gently using his thumb and index finger to tilt your head towards him. Your gaze remains glued to the wall behind him but he angles his head to catch your eye. "I need you to use your words, baby, cause I don't understand."

You shift uncomfortably on the countertop, praying that he'll drop it, (which isn't likely to happen, because Finnick O'dair is the text-book definition of stubborn). "I didn't have a bad dream."

"Then what was it?" Finnick asks, his eyebrows knitting together in a blend of confusion and concern. Warmth creeps across your cheeks. "Oh."

You try to bury your face in your hands but his reflexes are quick and he catches your wrists in between his fingers. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. You should see my dreams about you," he grins proudly. "Why didn't you say something sooner, honey? Are you gonna let me take care of you?"

Goosebumps rise on your skin as your tongue runs over your lips. You nod without making a sound.

Finnick's fingers skim the lace at the bottom of your nightdress. He's teasing. "Gotta hear you use your words, baby." His hand trails higher and higher until he's tracing feather-light touches along the outline of your black underwear. "Come on, use your words for me."

Your heart beats against your ribcage as he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your stomach. It's hard to think when your thoughts are consumed by him. He pulls your nightgown up to your hips, exposing your damp panties. His thumb toys with the hem. "Please," you whine breathlessly.

"Please what baby?" he peers up at you through his lashes. "You know I'll give you whatever you want, just need to hear you say it."

"Please fuck me."

He gives a satisfied hum and sinks to his knees in front of you. "Good girl. My gorgeous, needy girl. Am I gonna find you soaked under here?" His fingers work the soft material down your thighs. "Can I?"

"Please touch me." Your hips chase forward in search of his hand and he runs his fingers through your folds. Your eyes squeeze shut, hand balling his white shirt into your fist. "Oh my god."

He drops his hand and buries his face in your cunt, tongue easing you open as he tracks his way to your clit. Your hands find purchase in his hair and you tug hard.

"You feel so good," you scratch his scalp with your blunt nails and he moans into your cunt. Finnick reaches between your legs, his fingers feeling between your folds as he sucks on your sensitive clit. Familiar tightness was coiling in your core and, as if he could sense it, Finnick stood up.

You whined at the loss of contact but he swallowed it with a kiss. His warm hands smooth your hair out of your face and back behind your shoulders. He was always so gentle with you.

You threw your head back and he obliged by trailing wet kisses down the expanse of your neck. He hummed against your skin as you tug at the hem of his t-shirt desperately.

Finnick chuckles as you strip him of the thin cotton. You toss it to the side, not bothering to look where it lands. All you can focus on is how much you want him to fuck you.

Finnick kisses you lazily and pulls down his sweatpants and boxers in one go. You palm his bare cock and he twitches in your hand, hot and heavy. "Are you sure you're ready for me baby? I don't wanna hurt you or anything," he frowns.

You kiss the crown of his forehead and pull your nightgown over your head. The cold air nips at your bare breasts and Finnick's eyes darken at the sight. "I can handle it. Please, need to feel you."

Finnick grips your hips in his gentle hands and lines himself up with your entrance. His tongue slips into your mouth as he pushes into you with such force that the breath is knocked from your lungs. No matter how many times he fucks you, it always takes a while for you to accommodate to his size.

He presses gentle kisses to your nose and your cheeks before finally brushing his lips against yours once more. "You still with me, honey?" He brushes a hand across your forehead, wiping away the strands of hair that had gotten stuck from the sweat. "Being such a good girl for me, sweetheart. Always so good for me. Stretching me so well."

Your pain soon morphs to pleasure and as your hips cant forward, he thrusts to meet you. "Feel so full, Finnick," your nails drag against his bare back, no doubt leaving marks.

"Yeah?" Finnick smirks, lifting one of your legs and wrapping it around his waist. The angle drives him deeper inside you, and to make it even more impossible to string together a coherent sentence, he drags his tongue over your sensitive nipples. "Are you getting close, baby? Yeah you are, I can feel you squeezing me."

He kisses you slowly as he pushes his hips to meet yours again. Your mouth leaves his and you kiss along his jawline, moaning into his ear as he fucks you. "Finnick," you whine, clinging to the space between his shoulder blades. It's the only word you can think of. Your thoughts are consumed with him.

"I've got you, honey," he hisses as his hips slam into you. "Come for me. You're beautiful, baby. Come for me, I know you can do it, I'm so close--"

Finnick surges up to capture your mouth in a kiss as your orgasm washes over you like the waves outside your house. Finnick's hips still and you can feel his warm seed pumping into you.

Too exhausted to hold yourself up, you collapse against Finnick, who holds you close as you both come down from your high. Your kisses are sloppy and languid but you feel so warm, so full, that nothing else really matters.

You whine when he pulls out but it's not so bad when he's soothing it better with soft kisses and gentle caresses. He whispers that he loves you and offers to carry you to the bath but not before getting one smart remark in. "Bet I was better than in the dream, huh, honey?"

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fcthots · 7 months

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Hello! I’m finally online when your ask box is open!😁

How would you feel about a lil knock-down-drag-out fight between Jason and Reader that ends with angry sex?

-🫀

You tried to steal his helmet. Not your best idea, you'll admit, but in your defense...you thought it would be funny. You crawled under the bed on your hands and knees and shimmied yourself into the corner where you knew he kept the prototype of his helmet. It would do in a pinch.

You thought you were being sneaky. That is, until someone grabbed your waist and yanked you out from underneath the bed before you were close enough to get your hands on the helmet. He swiftly kicks you down and twists you onto your back.

"I told you to quit fucking messing with that!"

You crossed your arms and huffed. He was being dramatic. You weren't gonna do anything with it. You were just messing around.

"Relax-"

"RELAX?" He releases one of his hands from your body to pinch the bridge of his nose. "How many time do I have to fucking tell you that there is an actual bomb in that helmet?"

"Yeah, well..." You were grasping at straws. "Why was it under our bed?" With one of his hands preoccupied on his face, you squirm, attempting to get free.

Seeing what you're trying to do, he readjusts his position so you can't get out. One knee brackets the side of you that you tried to break free on.

The other knee is moved snug in between your legs.

He doesn’t notice the way you tense. He doesn’t notice that you're not listening to him. "It's there so if someone breaks in, I can get to armor quick enough that we won't be toast!" Your breathing quickens and your pupils blow wide. "I cannot believe you're pitching a fit over me not wanting you to play with a literal bomb." You try and move your hips down on his knee to get some friction. "Of course you-... What are you doing?"

He finally looks into your hooded eyes. You smile.

"You're fucking kidding me. I'm trying to stop you from blowing yourself up and you're trying to fuck yourself on my leg-... Tell you what, I've got an idea. Since you can't seem to get my message through your thick skull, I'm gonna sit you on my cock, tell you the rules about my gear again, and make you repeat it. Then and only then will I maybe fuck you. Do I make myself clear?"

#saph’s love letters #jason todd #jason todd x reader #saph’s thots #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #red hood #red hood imagine #🫀 anon #smut #? somewhat #red hood smut #red hood x reader smut #red hood x you #jason todd smut #jason todd x reader smut #I keep forgetting to leave my talking to my anons #fuck

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srvbryn · 4 months

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heyy, I was the one that asked if you're taking requests and I'm so happy you are!!

Could I request Luke x reader, where reader stats sending him some anonymous notes (just small things to avoid being obvious) and ends up getting kinda sad when Luke is considering almost every girl in the camp except her, and the ending can be whatever you like

Hope you're comfortable with this! 🥺

Also, if you're up to make tags with anon identification can I be 🫀anon? (It's so I can find the answers to my asks faster, but it's okay if you don't want to 😊

Hope you have a nice day 👋

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𐙚⋆.˚ Luke Castellan X f!reader (no mention of Godly parent)

Summary: "I've always admired you" He used to be the sweetest boy in camp, but now he's known as a traitor.

𐙚⋆.˚ light angst, THEY USED TO BE FRIENDS but then idk shit happened man, Luke actually like reader BUT he thought reader didn't like him so he spend time with different girls everyday to ignore his feelings lol, this shit take a whole different turn LMAOAOA

A/n: THIS ONE IS SO BAD - this writing shit block hit hard 😭😭 I barely have any ideas , I'm sorry if this one is BAD 🫀 anon 😔

“For what it's worth

I did love you

And I could have said it a thousand and one times

But I wanted nothing more than for you to hear

To understand and to represent all that it meant

And I would say it again

To make it a thousand and two I do still love you

And it sure still does sound sweet

For what it's worth

I understand you

Maybe as far as you want me to

Maybe even more, but I do

And the consequences of understanding you

I didn't know would be love

Love unabashed and irreplaceable

Love that can't be replicated

A flame that didn't need to be fanned

Because how can you understand the beauty of a rose

And leave it in the garden...”

Maybe knowing it has thorns?”

Eighteen-year-old (name) has her future all planned out - spending the time at Camp Half Blood and move out of the place; attend college near the city; spend the summer in Spain.

The second I close my eyes, the memories play, and I find myself back at the beginning.

He used to be the sweetest boy in camp, but now he's not. It was sweet how he would respond to girls smiling at him. He was kind, the type of man you would want in a relationship.

He's literally the personification of a fairytale man, the way he walks the way he talks.

He's flawless.

i. The first time I secretly gave you a note

I got some paper and wrote down my feelings for him. This is the first love letter I've ever written, and the first I've sent to Luke.

When I was finished, I went in without anyone noticing, folded the paper, inserted it through the slit, and pushed it inside.

You sigh with relief. It was dumb; seriously, a love letter? He's the most gorgeous and strongest swordsman in the camp, and the only way you can confess is through an anonymous love letter??

It was sparring time, and you really enjoyed it because you could admire Luke Castellan.

What you didn't expect to see was an Aphrodite girl batting her eyelashes so hard while staring at him. She's going to fly with that eyelash of hers, you thought to yourself.

But she has courage, and you admire her for it.

Lover girl: 0

Ms steal your man (#1) : 1

Luke Castellan was still awake that night, looking at the moon, as is his usual routine, which no one knows about.

Reading the notes he found inside his locker,

"Dear Luke, I've always admired you since the first time I saw you. - ♡"

It was short, but not meaningless, because it was the first time someone gave him something to remember.

Lover girl: +1

Ms steal your man (#1): +0

ii. 14th February - I hate you

It would've been nice if your crush noticed you. You would be lying if you said you didn't hate valentine the most.

Inside her cabin, (Name) couldn't shake the sting of loneliness on Valentine's Day.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she imagined Luke enjoying the company with other cabin girls. "Why does he always choose them over me?" she questioned, her heart heavy with unspoken emotions.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit hallways, Luke laughed with the others, blissfully unaware of (Name)'s pain.

"Luke, why not spend some time with (Name)?" Annabeth suggested, sensing her sadness. Luke brushed it off with a casual remark, "She's fine on her own."

Back in her cabin, (Name) clenched her fists, whispering to herself, "I'm always on my own." She tried to distract herself, but every attempt failed. The distant echoes of laughter outside only intensified her solitude.

As the night deepened, (Name) heard footsteps approaching her cabin. Hope flickered, but it dimmed as she realized it wasn't Luke. A gentle knock echoed, "You okay, (Name)?"

Tears streaming down her face, she replied, "I just wanted to spend Valentine's Day with someone who actually cares."

iii. I should hate you

"You should've seen (Name)'s face," one girl giggled, recounting a previous encounter. "She's such a mess."

Deep in her heartache, (Name) wished Luke would notice her suffering. "Am I not enough?" she wondered, dealing with the harsh reality of his neglect.

The cabin's walls appeared to close in as the weight of unspoken words pressed down.

Luke's laughter echoed through the night, a stark contrast to (Name)'s silent sobs.

She craved his presence, his understanding, but he remained blissfully ignorant. "I thought I meant something to him," she murmured, wiping away tears.

iv. Thank you, Annabeth

The evening sun cast a warm glow over the tranquil lake as (Name) joined Annabeth, Percy, and Grover.

Laughter and chatter filled the air as they settled by the water's edge. Annabeth, with her piercing eyes, couldn't help but notice (Name) seemed distant.

"Hey, (Name), you've been quiet. Everything okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face. (Name) sighed, her gaze fixed on the water. "Yeah, just thinking about stuff, you know?"

Percy, ever the perceptive one, chimed in, "You can talk to us. We're like family."

Grover nodded in agreement, "Totally, (Name), we're here for you."

As they enjoyed the lakeside atmosphere, Annabeth couldn't ignore (Name)'s glances toward where Luke was chatting with another girl.

She approached (Name). "Look, (Name), it's been going on for a while now. You can't keep avoiding this. You should tell Luke how you feel instead of sulking every time he talks to someone else."

(Name) tensed, her expression guarded. "It's not that simple, Annabeth. Luke and I are practically strangers."

Annabeth crossed her arms, her voice gentle yet firm. "You're like an older sister to us, and we hate seeing you upset. If you don't tell him, you'll always wonder 'what if.' Trust me, it's better to know than to wonder."

The words lingered between them, and (Name) mulled them over as they decided to take a dip in the lake. The water was cool, and the moon reflected on its surface as they swam.

Percy splashed water at Grover, starting a playful water fight. (Name) couldn't help but smile at their antics, but her thoughts still lingered on Annabeth's advice.

As they swam back to the shore, Percy asked, "Come on, (Name), join the fun! Don't let your worries ruin the evening."

(Name) hesitated for a moment before giving in, and soon laughter echoed around the lake as they played and enjoyed each other's company.

v. Realization

Luke's curiosity got the better of him when he noticed (Name) sneaking into Hermes Cabin.

As he approached her, he had a furrowed brow and a puzzled expression on his face, and the pile of small love notes in her hands revealed the secret he had unknowingly discovered.

"(Name), what are you doing here? And what's with all these notes?" Luke said.

Her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and nervousness. "Luke, I... um, well, these notes are for you. I've been leaving them hoping you will read them"

Luke's eyes widened in realization, understanding crossing his features.

Luke said teasingly. "You're the one behind these notes? Why keep it a secret?"

Glancing everywhere but at him, you replied "you hangout with different girls everyday what makes you think I have the courage to confess?"

Luke's expression softened as he processed (Name)'s confession. The air between them thickened.

"You don't have to hide, (Name). Your notes brought joy to my days. Knowing it's you only makes them more special."

vi. The prophecy

“Luke—”

“Good-bye, Percy. There is a new Golden Age coming and you won’t be part of it.”

He slashed his sword in an arc and disappeared in a ripple of darkness.

The scorpion lunged.

I swatted it away with my hand and uncapped my sword. The thing jumped at me and I cut it in half in midair.

I was about to congratulate myself until I looked down at my hand. My palm had a huge red welt, oozing and smoking with yellow guck. The thing had gotten me after all.

My ears pounded. My vision went foggy. The water, I thought. It healed me before.

I stumbled to the creek and submerged my hand, but nothing seemed to happen. The poison was too strong. My vision was getting dark. I could barely stand up.

Sixty seconds, Luke had told me.

I had to get back to camp. If I collapsed out here, my body would be dinner for a monster. Nobody would ever know what had happened.

My legs felt like lead. My forehead was burning. I stumbled toward the camp, and the nymphs stirred from their trees.

“Help,” I croaked. “Please . . .”

Two of them took my arms, pulling me along. I remember making it to the clearing, a counselor shouting for help, a centaur blowing a conch horn.

Then everything went black.

Oh gods, "Annabeth-" (name) voice breaks the silence.

"I know (name) I know" She replied.

...

“You idiot,” Annabeth said, which is how I knew she was overjoyed to see me conscious. “You were green and turning gray when me and (name) found you. If it weren’t for Chiron’s healing . . .”

The room was quiet when Percy told them the story.

It was quiet for a long time.

“I can’t believe that Luke...” Annabeth’s voice faltered. Her expression turned angry and sad. “Yes. Yes, I can believe it. May the gods curse him.... He was never the same after his quest.”

“(name) can you believe what he just did?!” Annabeth said.

"I don't.. but seeing Percy like this oh my gods... I'm so sorry Perce"

Maybe I was dumb for not noticing you were plotting to betray us.

See you on the other side, Luke Castellan.

#🫀 anon #luke pjo #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan angst #pjo fanfic #pjo series #pjo x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy series #percabeth #grover underwood #annabeth chase

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bettysupremacy · 3 months

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gahh im excited???!!

could i request a prompt with poly!marauders and reader at the beach? Helping each other put on sunblock (which by the way is adorable AND hot lol) after they settle down on the beach. I feel like one of the boys would try to make it all sexy or flirt or whatever but reader is super adamant about the how important sunscreen is (being sunburnt, cancer, ext.). EVEN if remus is only planning on lazing around under the shade of the umbrella with a book, reader WILL slather him in sunblock as well. Nobody is safe LMFAO

I am such a sunscreen girlie, you can't catch me outside without it on ;)

thank uu!!

-🫀

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

Bringing the boys to your childhood home was exactly what you’d imagined.

You’ve spent your time walking around the town, eating fried clams, and sipping lemonade. You’d find shade from the sun and sit with the boys, sharing the food clumsily. Remus would find a bookshop, Sirius would gravitate towards the music, and sweet James is content wherever you are. Though, he does like football night.

You’d bring sandwiches your mother made and sticky treats to eat on the sand of the beach, running into the sea and letting the waves crash over you. James is more fond of the ocean than the other boys, though they indulge you as well.

It feels nice bringing them a slice of your childhood here. Showing them where you spent your summers away from school with them, where little you scraped her knees and had her first kiss. The ice cream shop you used to sit in and the stretch of beach you’d unconsciously reserved as yours.

You sit on that stretch of beach peacefully with them now. Well, as peacefully as you can with them. You’re fussing, as Sirius puts it, over their physical wellbeing that they’re perfectly capable of protecting themselves. Whatever.

“Fuck,” Sirius gripes behind you. He’s dropped a tomato slice in the sand. You ignore him.

“You need to protect yourselves.” you ‘fuss.’ “Your skin is vulnerable.”

You’re reminiscent of your mother’s words growing up as you kneed in the sunscreen into James’ freckled back. He’s broad shouldered in front of you. Sun kissed, tan, and proud. He sucks juice out of a caprisun pouch loudly.

“If anything,” James puts in cheekily. “We need protection from you.”

"Y/N sunscreen," Remus hums, his eyes focused on his book. He lies on his stomach with his back directly under the blazing sun. You cringe, moving over to him with a warming a glob of sunblock in your hand before applying it messily over his back.

"What does that mean?"

Sirius laughs. “Cause you’re so hot.”

"Oh," you murmur, feeling warm under the sun's heat. That's the only reason.

Sirius sets aside his sandwich, leaning over Remus to kiss you. He tastes like sandwich and coke. Tomato and fresh burrata.

"It's not so much that the sun is hot," you explain as he pulls away. "It's more that your skin can't handle the ultraviolet radiation.”

“I love it when you talk sexy.” Sirius grins. Remus laughs from under you, his chest rumbling sweetly.

“You guys.” You whine.

"Stop," James murmurs lovingly, focused on undoing the parchment paper of his own sandwich. "She's flustered.”

“I’m not flustered.”

The waves crash behind you. They’re so loud and large this time of day, you’re surprised James is still here nursing a sandwich in small bites instead of running against the water with the board he found in your attic. You’d gone up there on the first day looking for things to busy yourselves with when he’d seen it tucked away in the corner. Remus had found scrabble and Sirius had refused to go into the ‘dust bunny room’. It was bad for his hair.

He’s is your next victim now. You crawl over to him, gripping his strong shoulders. “Getting freaky in public?” He asks.

“Protecting you from skin cancer.” You grab the bottle. “In public.”

“I’m turned on.” Sirius cheeks, peeking behind to look at you.

You laugh loud, startled. “Shut up.”

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pupyuj · 8 months

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either way yujin makes me feel so many things like she looks so gay filipina with a big ass cock coded with that hair like??? couldn't stop thinking about how good she'd be in bed specially when she's mad??? or jealous??? the normally sweet little puppy, now so fucking angry, she could ruin your cunt just by fucking it with her thick cock. ☹️

and can i just say... “hm, basang basa ah? putang puta ka para sa tite ko.” while laughing and slapping your tits. ☹️

🫀

okay terribly sorry for my non-filo followers cuz i'm gonna be mumbling some tagalog nonsense here yujin drives me crazysdbskddhk—

LISTEN... yujin is very filipina-coded to me IM SORRY LIKE she's your perverted, tambay-sa-kanto gf idk how else to explain it!! hand always on your ass, has no shame groping your tits in public IN FRONT OF PEOPLE, and never hesitates to pull you into her lap and press your ass against her bulge??? to everyone else, the two of look sickeningly sweet as they watched yujin whisper to you with a big grin,, but they don't know that she's berating you 😭😭

"letting me do this in front of our friends.. hindi ka na ba nahiya?" mmdjfdhks her hand nearly between your thighs and everything,, everyday you wonder how people never see all the things she does to you in public,,, at one point, she has literally fingered your cunt from behind through your shorts while huddled up with your friends watching a teleserye and standing outside a sari-sari store sdkhcskji,,

LITERALLY FUCKS YOU WHILE SHE'S TALKING TO HER MOTHERRR???? like you're in her room ofc but she's got you sat on her lap facing the door, fingers deep inside your cunt,, grins so widely while she watched you covered your mouth,, bcs her mother saw you as her daughter's sweet, innocent girlfriend (everybody did),,, what would she say if she heard you?? ☹️ "opo, ma!! we're coming down soon," yujin yells loud enough for her mother to hear outside the door,, and then she leans into your ear, laughing like the annoying piece of shit that she isnbdskdfhc,, "you're gonna come, right? right? huh? bilisan ko ba, ha?" yujin keeps asking,, you really didn't wanna do anything that would make you lose control but fuck her fingers feel way too good that you have to nod and let yujin push you over the edge,,

and omggg the mad + jealousy thing... you're one hell of a catch so yujin can be a bit paranoid sometimes,, esp when she sees people talk to you with obvious interest and it definitely doesn't help that you're very friendly and a bit touchy with your friends sometimes,, usually, yujin takes it like a champ because she knows you would never cheat on her but other times she lets her jealousy take over her and oh yeah it gets intense in the bedroom..

"sobrang landi mo pala... i didn't know you were such a fucking whore, (y/n).. why don't you just go ahead and let yourself get fucked by all of them??" she's saying while pounding into your cunt so hard that her bed rocks against the wall??? thank goodness nobody was home.. you were to scream as loud as you wanted,,, "tangina.. d'you actually like this? fucking slut..."

hehahjshdj living in a barangay and being that loud??? yeah the two of you are definitely a hot topic within the chismosa groups 😭😭

ya'll this kinda sucked i got distracted ICBBBB I'M LOSING MY MAGIC .. YOU GUYS...

#🫀 anon #ive smut #ive x reader #ive imagines #ive x fem reader #girl group smut #girl group imagines #girl group x reader #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin x fem reader #yujin smut #yujin imagines

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fuckmyskywalker · 4 months

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Okay is it weird I see Anakin as a father figure while being in love with him. Like as a kid I saw how protective he was over Ashoka and swooned LMAO. Your content has fueled this and I’m addicted Anya you got me. So how do you think dad ani would react if you were wearing super immodest clothing out? Would he make you change or would he fuck toy before anyone else could?

also can I be 🫀 anon?

Sure! Welcome 🩵. Anakin is so fatherly, don't worryc we all think that. I do it too. Anakin is such an irresponsible dad it makes me happy— but he is so overly protective.

I think he'd be upset, like I said before Dad!Anakin isn't insanely jealous, just extremely possessive. He doesn't like people seeing what belongs to him. His approach is gentle, he will try to gaslight you and make you think that change your clothes was your idea.

"Don't you think it's too cold outside, princess?"

"I mean, it is short but... you are a big girl. Whatever you want. I guess you just want everyone to look at you."

Anakin is slightly passive aggressive, of course feigning his bitter intentions with a sweet tone. You feel so overwhelmed with your own doubts that you just change your clothes and hold his hand, hoping no guys look at you as if you were a peace of meat... and daddy will keep an arm around your waist protecting his precious angel.

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya answers!#🫀 anon #dad!anakin #dad!anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker x reader

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the-kr8tor · 8 months

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Reader must leave for a work emergency and Hobie must remain in charge of his little daughter, will he have difficulties when the arachnid duty calls him or will it be a father-daughter adventure of which they will be accomplices?

I LITERALLY RUN TO WRITE THIS —🫀

This was so adorable! I changed some things around hope you don't mind ❤️ I tried making their names vague but it's literally impossible for this fic, I hope thats ok. thank you for the lovely prompt!

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, they have twin baby girls, CW food mention, FLUFF.

It's Fluffy Friday!

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"Are you sure you'll be okay?" You kiss Ramona on her chubby cheeks whilst Hobie juggles Billie and your work bag in his arms. Helping him immediately, you take the bag from him in exchange for his daughter. It's the first time in months since you've gone to work, maternity leave (unfortunately) ending. You dread it, already missing your girls.

Hobie sees your frown, bouncing Mona in his arms, Billie gurgles in her sleep. "We'll be alright, love" he would embrace you if not for his twins occupying his arms.

You huff, puppy eyes staring at Hobie. You want to stay home, unfortunately diapers don't grow on trees. "I don't wanna go" pouting, you peck Billie's forehead, careful not to wake her. Hands circling Hobie's elbow with a steady hand.

"It'll be over before you know it. The girls and I will just be here waiting for you. Right, Mona?" Hobie addresses Mona, bouncing her in his arm, curls bouncing with the movement. She blows a raspberry, spit bubbles forming on her mouth.

The adorable sight would usually make you giggle but now you look forlorn while you wipe her tiny lips. "Mommy's gonna miss you" cooing at the bundle, you take a big whiff of her scent, (not the weirdest thing you've done since you've become a parent) "And you too" moving towards Billie, you caress her cheek with your index finger, she crinkles her nose in her sleep. It's uncanny how much she looks like Hobie when she makes that face.

"Oi, you forgot somethin'?" Hobie pipes up, brows furrowed.

"No, I was saving you for last" you finally crack a smile, kissing Hobie, pulling away for a second to stare at his eyes before you continue attacking his lips.

"Alright, you'll be late" he says against your lips. Hobie almost couldn't speak with you basically eating his face.

You pull away, sighing, taking a mental picture of your family. "Okay, call me if anything happens"

"Yes I will, they won't cause me any trouble. I've got 'em, yeah?" He fixes his hold on the babies. They've gotten quite heavy the last three months. "Be careful on your way"

"Okay, byeee" walking backwards to the door, your eyes glued to Hobie and your girls. It clicks closed.

Hobie turns back around when the door opens with you peeking through the gap. "Love," he says with a chuckle.

"Okay, bye for real this time" you do a flying kiss motion towards Hobie. The door closes for the second time.

Hobie expects the door to open again but it doesn't, he's so proud of your self restraint. Ramona takes his attention with a small whine, hand gripping his jumper. "You hungry? I think we've still got some roast beef here" he jokes, forgetting that you're not in the room with him. You would've laughed.

Guess you're not the only one missing someone. Hobie brings the twins on their Bassinets, Billie wakes up almost immediately when Hobie takes his arm away. His senses warn him of an impending loud cry. Eyes watering, lips trembling, Billie lets out a wail before Hobie could calm her down.

He takes her out of her bassinet, careful with her head, the loud noise ringing his ears. He can handle it, right? Hobie is Spider-Man after all. Glancing at Mona, he sees her slowly change her face from content to sadness. She probably just heard her sister and now she begs for his attention too.

"Crap" Hobie hisses when Mona cries in tandem with Billie. As if some cosmic entity wanted to torture him, his bracelet rings out, Miguel's booming voice startles his girls, they cry louder in his arms.

Oh it's gonna be a long day for him.

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"I'm home!" You happily trot over to the living room, eyes searching for your family. "Hobie? Mona? Billieee?" You call out to them in a sing-song voice. Rattling the paper bag in your hand, you spot the bedroom door open, tiptoeing inside, melting at the scene.

Hobie sleeps with the twins on his chest, hands secured over their small backs. He looks exhausted with his wicks standing in different angles, shirt stained with milk and baby spit up. He has one sock on his right foot, the other nowhere to be found.

Dropping your bags on the floor, Hobie opens his eyes at the sound. You wince, feeling guilty you've woken him up.

"Sorry" whispering, you sit down on the edge of the bed, wiping his drool with your sleeve. "I've got take out" you beam at him with heart shaped eyes. Tilting your head to check on your girls, finding them both fast asleep. "You okay?"

"Peachy" he yawns, Billie snuggles closer to her dad while Mona holds Hobie's shirt with a strong grip. "That better be shawarma" he says with no ounce of anger, just fatigue laced in his voice. Hobie thinks it's all worth it though, all for his girls.

You chuckle quietly, leaning down to kiss Billie on her little beanie, tiny curls peeking out of her hat. Moving a bit, you peck Mona on the crown of her head, curls tickling your nose. Lastly, you cup Hobie's face with both hands, carefully avoiding hitting the twins with your elbow.

"It's shawarma from your favourite place" you say softly against his waiting lips.

"Thank fuck, love you" He leans up, meeting you halfway. Hobie will tell you about their little adventure after you give him some food.

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yippeeboi · 1 year

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Could you possibly write for a yan! Wally with a gender neutral reader who is absolutely terrified of him

Take good care of yourself, I love your writing!

(also could I be known as 🫀anon?)

Of course you can be 🫀anon I hope you like it:o] also I’ve never done yan x reader before so please be patient I’m slow

- that motherfucking house snitches all the time

-^ bitch you can’t do shit without that goddamn house Snitchin

-the first time house snitched was when you were trying to find a way to leave

-^ You were in Wally’s room and he came home that fucking house snitched, and you just laid in the fetal position thinking well, this is how I die

-^^ spoiler alert, you did not die

-he’s confused why you’re scared of him. He gives you everything you need why are you scared of him

-it did not cross his mind that the rules of his house may be a little cruel

-so most the time you just lay face first on the couch, and just do nothing all day

How was that? I hope I did good.

#wally darling x reader #welcome home #🫀 anon

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wilbursprincess · 4 months

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Reader meeting Wilbur's fam

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Wilbur’s Partner Meeting His Family

Wilbur Soot x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None :)

Written so I can procrastinate doing my math <3

Headcannons below cut!

~Wilbur would be so excited to introduce you to his family.

~Well, by family, he means his mom.

~”Are you sure you want me to meet her, Will?”

~He’d nod. “Of course! She’ll love you, baby, I promise.”

~The entire train ride there, you’re a nervous wreck.

~What if you said the wrong thing, did the wrong thing, wore the wrong thing?

~His mom greets you with a warm smile and open arms, and you accept the hug gratefully.

~”So this is the person you can’t stop talking about,” she’d tease Wilbur as you walked down the sidewalk to her car. “Welcome to the family, sweetheart.”

~You three go into a cafe for lunch, Wilbur’s mom buying you a cinnamon roll with a wink.

~”Will told me you liked these, sweetie,” she added, giving him an embarrassing smile and causing you to snort into your coffee.

~The three you talk for what feels like hours, you and Wilbur’s mom instantly clicking.

~”Feel free to come and see me anytime, love,” she says as you hug her goodbye. “With or without my son.”

~She adds you to a group chat with her and Wilbur, sending you all the family recipes and silly ‘good morning’ texts every day.

~You’re practically a ‘Gold’ now.

#princesswrites #wilbur soot #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot x you #wilbur x reader #mcyt x you #wilbur x you #wilbur soot fluff #princesshcs #wilbur soot x gender neutral reader #wilbur headcanons #mcyt x gender neutral reader #mcyt fluff #mcyt headcannons #wilbur mcyt #mcyt x reader #🫀 anon

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virgincels · 4 months

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yucky preacher og re4 leon....like he just waits until everyone is out of the church and fucks you on the pews or in his fancy car outside the church while he's all like "this is what he wants us to do, baby!" ughhh I need him >~< - 🫀

ohh.. I love so much farmers daughter type shit . he’s probably pastors son.. only takes on the role cuz he wants to touch all the women tbh LMFAO tells you that you literally need to have his baby like trust he’s gonna put a new Jesus in u second coming TRUST HIM!!!

#tw blasphemy #tw sacrilege #tw dubcon #inbox 💌#🫀 anon

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fcthots · 7 months

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Glad to see you again!

Maybe movie night with Jay?

-🫀

I want this so bad rn

You lost the remote. You weren't quite sure how yet, but it was Jason's fault. Somehow. Speaking of your hot ass boyfriend, he's popping popcorn in the kitchen.

"Are you sure it's not in the couch cushions?" he calls out to you.

"Of course I'm sure!" you dig your hand between the cushions again. "I've checked twice. There's no way I would have missed that!" You dig your hand further in.

You hit something smooth and cool. Something that had buttons.

There is no way in hell you were admitting Jason was right.

Apparently you were silent for too long.

"Did you find it?"

"No!" You answered too quickly and you knew it. He chuckled from the kitchen. Fucking bats.

"You sure?"

You walk towards the TV and make as much noise as possible moving things around. "Oh wow! I just found it! It was under the TV!"

"Was it really?" His voice was considerably closer. You turn around.

He's standing right behind you, smiling.

#saph’s love letters #jason todd #jason todd x reader #saph’s thots #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #red hood imagine #🫀 anon #red hood x you

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raythekiller · 1 year

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may i request masky nsfw alphabet? and can i be 🫀 anon?? :D

🗒 ❛ NSFW Alphabet ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Masky

#Notes: ofc!! welcome to the family <3

pronouns used: none, gn! reader

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A - AFTERCARE

Honestly, at first he just gets up to go clean himself, but will hug and cuddle you after. He gets a bit in his feelings for a change.

B - BODY PART

Absolutely an ass man, which is why he likes spanking you so much.

C - CUM

ADORES coming on your face, like seriously. Seeing his cum dripping down your cheek and chin gets him hard all over again.

D - DIRTY SECRET

He enjoys soft, passionate sex as well, but thinks that he has to maintain this tough, mean dom persona.

E - EXPERIENCE

Very experienced. He's been to college, people, he's fucked people before 100% and knows what he's doing.

F - FAVORITE POSITION

Either doggy or face-off. Fucking you from behind is a gift from God in it's own and face-off cause then he can hold you close as you ride him.

G - GOOFY

Very serious, aside from one cheeky remark or two. Will tease you, but that's as fair as he'll go.

H - HAIR

Doesn't bother much with shaving, just grooms it every few weeks or so. It's darker than his hair, almost black.

I - INTIMACY

Unfortunately, unless you're dating, he's gonna try to be as emotionally distant as possible. If you're dating, however, he'll be a lot more gentle, telling you how much he loves you.

J - JACK OFF

Does it fairly often, mostly to relief some stress. He's pent up almost all of the time and masturbation is a great way to get rid of it. K - KINK

Here's a full post on his kinks.

L - LOCATION

Mostly his bedroom, but honestly he'll bend you over just about anywhere. Loves to do it in his car as well.

M - MOTIVATION

Doesn't take much to get him worked up, but it does take some effort to have him act on it. He has a surprisingly good amount of self control in this situation.

N - NO

Anything that makes him not feel in control is a hard no, so him subbing is out of the question.

O - ORAL

Prefers receiving, loves grabbing your head and fucking your throat. When giving, he's actually pretty good, definitely knows what he's doing.

P - PACE

Normally slow and rough. Wants you to savour every inch of his cock.

Q - QUICKIE

As mentioned, quickies in his car are very much a thing, especially you giving him head as he's driving.

R - RISK

Doesn't experiment around much, he's satisfied with the way he does things already. Might budge if you ask nicely, depending on what it is.

S - STAMINA

Normally only one round, but he drags it for hours by edging and denying the both of you.

T - TOYS

Quite a big fan of vibrators, loves using them on you. If you count belts and paddles as sex toys too, he's also super into it.

U - UNFAIR

Oh, Tim is a professional tease. Will rile you up during the entire day only to 1. not pleasure you at all or 2. give you the dick down of your life.

V - VOLUME

Doesn't moan much, mostly groans and grunts. His voice is super low as raspy.

W - WILD CARD

Definitely wants to try out putting a vibrator in you as you go on about your day and he has the controller to the intensity of it.

X - X-RAY

Around 7.8, but extremely thick. You're definitely gonna need some intense foreplay to be able to take all of him in.

Y - YEARNING

Doesn't get horny very often, but when he does, expect him to do something about it. He's not the type to try and repress it.

Z - ZZZ

Listen, he's an old guy, okay? He needs his nap afterwards as you lie down with him on his chest.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #ray.writes #masky x resder #creepypasta smut #🫀 anon

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allisluv · 1 month

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(finnick odair brainriot 4ever !!! )

okay and if i tell you that this is the first time i write a post in someone's inbox ...

i'm just here, the victim of the thought that finnick odair, idolized and glorified, seen as someone who defeats human powers, starts to turn gray from sixteen/seventeen. he never was really aware of it until around the 69th games when his stylist point it out and promptly recolored the few strands. after that, there was the occasional one but he wouldn’t notice it either, lost in his curls. sometimes the prep team missed them too but for the 75th games they found and recolored all of them.

in district thirteen, he had more gray strands than ever before. it happened over the course of the first few months, and by the time the other victors were rescued and brought back, he had some very clear grays. he spends long periods staring into the mirrors that d13 has, but his eyes can hardly focus on himself. when they do, he can’t help but think that he’s not beautiful, that there’s so many things wrong, and that there’s no one to fix it. on a good day, he’s happy to not resemble the capitol posters of him. on a bad day, he’s horrified by himself and his inability to have kept himself together.

we all know that finnick is the best person to cheer you up, but when he need ur support, you give him all you have ! he, with his head on the reader's chest, his eyelids almost completely covering his eyes, enjoying the fingers gently tugging at his sun-kissed curls. wrinkles appear on his forehead as the tender movements stop and he can't help but wonder what happened. he is so terrified when he hears that the reader has discovered a gray strand ): his heart melts right there at the sweet, soothing words that those 'imperfections' only make him more perfect <3

— pretty please let me be 🫀 anon (?)

anon my heart is melting! this is so so sweet. (and of course you can <3)

finnicks heart would drop when he hears that you’ve found a grey hair. he’s so used to the capitols beauty standards being pushed on him that he can’t believe you think he’s beautiful. your words are smooth and soft and he thinks he may just fall even deeper in love with you when you tell him that he’s perfect <333

#the hunger games #grace talks🐚🌷#thg #finnick odair #finnick fluff #finnick odair x reader #sam claflin #finnick x reader #finnick #blurb #finnick odair x you #writers of tumblr #finnick odair x y/n #fem!reader #🫀 anon #hcs #headcanons #blurbs

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