family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

I am so weak for the Salvatore brothers, send help

We need mean!reader, angry!reader, misunderstood!reader, creepy!reader, gross!reader, toxic!reader, nonforgiving!reader, selfish!reader, narcissistic!reader, dark!reader, FEDUP!reader. That bitch is way too nice, passive, and sensible. ✋🏾😂

Taking anti-depressant pills?? Seeing a therapist??? Journaling???? No need babe, my fav writer just dropped another x reader fic.

Can we have Thomas Shelby having lactation/breastfeeding kink? The reader is a new mother and her tits are full of milk 🥵

Damn yess, I'm such a sucker for this kind of fics. 🫣😳

Mother

◇ Pairing: Dad!Thomas Shelby X Mom fem!Reader

◇ Warnings: smut, lactation kink, breastfeeding, mention of twins, Tommy is pathetic and desperate, past pregnancy, breast milk, cumming.

◇ Summary: Tommy tastes his wife's milk for the first time.

◇ Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. And for making you wait so long! 🙏

A mother.. that's what she was, with her round, full, heavy breasts that made their little bundles of joy wiggle in excitement every time, Thomas thought.

The mother... of their twins.. theirs. His and hers.

A mother... with her mature curves, her swellings and her glowing self, her soft hips... and her, damn, swollen tits that were now leaking drops of her milk. A milk that should be for their babies... who already were sleeping, milk drunk from their dinner. A milk that was screaming at Tommy to be tasted by him... even if it looked like such a taboo thing to do.

"Tommy" Y/n said firmly, snapping him out of the trance he was in since nearly 5 minutes now.

Her hands were on her hips and a soft pout was adorning her face... the same one that appeared every time he didn't listen to what she said and so he had her repeat things more than once.

"You can taste it if you want" her soft voice informed him as her tensed and scolding language disappeared, giving space to an amused and mocking one. The woman saw how he looked at her since the pregnancy started to change her body... expecially how he looked at her full, painful breasts.

It really was entertaining the way he tried to play it off, pretending he didn't stared at her while she breastfed. Or when the milk started to wet the fabric of her clothes.... expecially her nightgown, in which it was even more noticeable.

"Our little angels already had it and my boobs are aching, still full and... lonely" she murmured softly while crawling closer to her husband, who was sitting on the bed, holding his breath unconsciously.

Tommy looked hesitant, millions of battles kept going on in his head as his heart beat hard against his bare chest. His blood rushed down to his cock as the gorgeous body of his woman positioned itself on his lap and her hands slowly lowered her nightgown to expose more skin at the cold night breeze.

As soon as his baby blue eyes stopped on her breasts now fully on display, his mind stopped struggling and his head moved on its own, attracted by the shiny nipple like a hungry baby. In a split second his lips were wrapped around it and his free hands grabbed her hip and the back of her neck to prevent her from moving as he started to suckle on it.

Her own milk landing on his greedy tongue, causing a low growl to escape his throat. His hips bucked against hers, in search of a relief, almost humping her clothed cunt shamelessly.

Tommy was in his own world, his mouth focused on stealing the warm liquid from his wife as his body got even more aroused by the intimacy of the moment.

He slowed down just when Y/n grabbed his hair, pulling them to warn him silently as his teeth started to brush and tease her abused nipple.

"That's a good body, fuckk... Tommy. Suck it all for mommy" his wife meowed out after taking a deep sigh, her hand still holding his hand close to her chest as her husband feed himself, moving to the other breast as soon as he felt enough satisfied.

She could tell the effect this mere action was doing to her husband, the way his body twitched and he groaned against her skin before starting to suck again... indicated her that he actually just allowed himself to cum in his pajamas pants, too focused on her tits to actually care.

So desperate and pathetic, she thought, but very arousing to watch.

That sure wouldn't be the last time she would let him.

Little cave - Stefan Salvatore

You felt tired, so, so tired. You’d been feeling like this for the past month, you had no idea what was wrong with you and you just wanted to feel like your normal self again.

It was your fault really. You’d let the memories of your father’s death back into your mind again and of course with that came the nightmares. They attacked your mind from the inside util you were to afraid to fall asleep. So you lay there all night, every night for the past week.

This also meant that you started to push your friends and your boyfriend away. But today was a new day you thought. So with that you decided to finally leave the safe haven of your bedroom at the Salvatore Boarding House that you had not left for the past four days.

Stepping out on to the carpeted hallway you heard soft voices coming out from the kitchen. You knew it was wrong but something in your gut told you to listen in, so that’s exactly what you did.

“I just don’t know what’s wrong with her,” you heard Stefan (your boyfriend) sigh “it’s like she’s trying to act ‘depressed’ for attention. I mean what does she actually have to be sad about?!”

You could practically sense the air quotes. And with that you trailed up the stairs back up to your little cave.

Pretty

Beautiful

Stunning

How is this man so gorgeous

Taken - Tom Holland

Tears threaten to spill as you watched his arm snake around her waist. Of course he’s a liar, all the boys that you like are. What else did u expect, this was THE Tom Holland and THE Zendaya. It didn’t matter how many times he’d told you he loved you and ONLY you, he’d always go back to her. It didn’t matter how many times he’d rolled over in bed and called you ‘his girl’, he’ll always belong to her.

And so there you were, standing there just off the red carpet for Spider-Man: No way home sadness washing over you, watching the man you loved, the man you had given up everything for look at another woman the way you looked at him. Waiting there in your slightly too big, glittery, purple prom dress (that’s all you could afford on your salary) watching Tom in his multi thousand dollar tuxedo and Zendaya in her low-cut spider web design ankle length dress feeling just as insecure as you did when you were 15, watching your boyfriend of the time cheat on you with your best friend.

Finally Tom made eye contact with you. He gave you an annoyed and tired look then smirked as if he was telling you that he’d finally got the girl of his dreams. With that you left not wanting to make your self endure the mental pain any longer.

I love you, darling - Tom Holland

Bodies moved in synch, tangled in bedsheets and drenched in sweat. Panting and sweet moans filled the room.

"God Tommy, you feel so good…so good" You moaned as Tom drove in and out of you at lighting speed.

"You're so tight baby, wrapped around my cock, god I'm so close" he replied, his eyes closing and re-opening in absolute bliss.

"Me too, so close" your hand gripped his biceps trailing to his back and digging small crescent shapes as you came, head thrown back, Tom following soon after with a,

"I love you, daring"

Forgotten

words - 331

Forgotten - The Vampire Diaries Universe

Peering out the window, you smiled to yourself as you spotted Stefan, Damon, Bonnie, Caroline and Jeremy, all wrapped up in scarves and hats and big winter coats, trailing behind one another as they headed up to your house. Excitement rushed through your veins as you sprinted to the front door to invite them in. Opening the door you enthusiastically said "Guys! Guys do you know what today is!" Stefan looked up at you with a tired and slightly annoyed smile "Of course we know what day it is y/n." "Elena's birthday!" Caroline answered for him, mirroring your enthusiasm. Your smile wavered. 'Of course' you thought to yourself 'It's Elena's birthday'. "Excuse us y/n but we've got to find the birthday girl." Damon said, briefly nudging you as he entered the living room. "She's in her room!" you called after them, but they failed to hear you as they were already chattering amongst themselves on who got the best gift for Elena. Tears threatened to fall against your waterline, but instead you busied yourself with preparing the party food and putting the cake on the correct plate just how your mom use to do it. By the time you had gotten all the food you could hear everyone in Elena's room handing her presents and her joyful laugh as her open each one. Again a sadness spread over you but before you could cry they all hurried downstairs and started to tuck into the feast you had laid out, no-one mumbling a word of thanks to you in the process so you just stood awkwardly in the corner of the room waiting for an invite that was never going to be said, It was now 23:58 according to your bedside clock and you could still hear all of Elena's friends downstairs watching T.V. and messing around. A silent tear ran down your cheek. Why did everyone always forget that you and Elena were twins?

why? - Stefan Salvatore

words - 477

Part 1/?

"You okay?" Matt yelled over the blasting dance music. "Fine" you yell back sweetly, plastering on a fake smile in hopes of convincing him that you really were fine. "You sure cause that glass doesn't seem to agree" he replies with a laugh on his breath. "You know school and stuff. I'm just gonna go to the bathroom" you state dryly. He waves you off as you scamper away to the toilets.

You were in fact not fine, you might even say you were the opposite. Stefan had been grinding on Elena for the past 20 minutes as he danced with her in the club her party was being held at. He was meant to be your boyfriend but he had apparently forgotten all about your relationship as he practically waved his boner in Elena face. You didn't get it. You didn't get how every boyfriend you ever had could just drop you after one glimpse at another girl.

Inside the cubicle, your eyes welled up at the thought of being without Stefan. Damn alcohol. He'd probably been just fine without you though. You didn't know how you were supposed to get past this, this hadn't been the first time you'd caught Stefan cheating, however every time you tried to leave he managed to come up with some reason to make you stay. You couldn't wait to hear what excuse he had this time. Make up smeared and the feeling of utter defeat resting on your shoulders you left the toilets and walked straight out the doors, without anyone even batting an eye in your direction.

Trudging home in the cold (it was December of course and you were in a skin tight, sleeveless, black mini-dress that stopped just below your ass) You thought about your sad little life. You were always the second choice between your friends, hell, even your parents cared more about your older brother than they did you. Everyone else had their best friend, the one person they would die for, but you just had 'friends'. Friends that cared enough to wish you happy birthday but not enough to come to your party. What a sad little life you had.

Turning the corner to your apartment (your parents had decided it would be best if you moved out at 16 so that your brother's best friend could have his own room at their house) you wondered if life was actually worth it anymore. Would anyone care if you just disappeared? Would anyone even notice?

Your apartment was small, your parents had use the little money your grandparents had left you to purchase it, the keys jingled as you unlock the door. Stepping into the kitchen/living room/dining area your legs gave way and you collapsed onto the floor in a crying mess. Why did everything always have to happen to you?

Let go

Y/n loves Damon, but he loves Elena.

Word count: 268

Damon Salvatore.

Those two words had been haunting your mind for the past two years. Ever since you first met Damon at Mystic Falls High School you, or rather your subconscious decided that you were madly in love with the older vampire. Of course at that time you didn't know what he or Stefan were, that came later when your best friend Elena decided it was time you knew the truth. You were obviously shocked but you were so head over heels for Damon that you barely even cared.

Damon Salvatore.

He was all that you cared about, being an orphan, you had learned to look after yourself, never quite trusting anyone because you were so frightened that they would leave you like your family did. You had your friends of course. The whole group had been so kind and welcoming to you when you first moved to Mystic Falls but you still couldn't help feel like you were the outsider. Everyone else seemed to have there own person. Like, Elena had Stefan, Bonnie had Caroline and Matt had Tyler, but Damon, Damon was different. He liked being on his own.

Damon Salvatore.

That was the name you were writing over and over again in your notebooks. But it was all just a fantasy. You saw how he looked at Elena even if she was with Stefan. You saw how he hugged her. How he smiled at her. How he spoke to her. He was always so dry with you, like he didn't want to be there.

Damon Salvatore.

Just another man that would have to let go.