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can’t explain it but
daddy kink — hondo, deacon (maaaaaybe)
mommy kink — chris, cabrera (giving or receiving)
sir kink — street (only sometimes), sanchez, hicks
ma’am kink — cortez, zoe, fowler
sergeant/officer kink — tan, alfaro, zoe, rocker!!, stevens, deacon
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~ SENSUALITY & PASSION ~ ONE-WORD SMUT PROMPTS
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alluring
touch
seduce
insatiable
devour
yearning
squeeze
hazy
arousing
yield
frantic
supple
lascivious
enchanting
need
besotted
desperation
silky
glow
friction
sultry
burning
urgency
titillating
risque
lewd
charm
tempting
ravish
tantalise
attraction
tease
saucy
curves
dazzling
suave
voluptuous
irresistible
sublime
captivating
enigmatic
blow
caress
tentative
gentle
attentive
tumble
release
salacious
carnal
mischievous
shenanigans
lecherous
frisky
amorous
depraved
affection
rub
seek
united
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ hiiii happy friday here’s some zoe hcs :)
ೃ⁀➷ nsfw content, mdni; afab!reader, established f/nb relationship, bottoming, straps, ma'am kink, toys, nudes/sexting, threesomes
⋆ is a switch, and makes for the best power bottom anyone's ever seen. she likes having you use the strap on her semi-often, likes it even more when she's riding you in cowgirl/reverse cowgirl or in missionary telling you how she wants it
⋆ is willing to, and very often has dropped big money on toys and lingerie for you. in her mind, it just makes sense - if she's going to be using something on you or dressing you up in it, it has to be the best there is. she'll never take chances on the things she brings into your bedroom, and wants to make sure the trust you're putting in her to use these things with you is always well-earned
⋆ looooooves getting nudes from you. a lil hesitant to send them herself, so she'll totally understand if you don't want to - but LORD if she doesn't go crazy for you if you do decide to send them. loves being able to see your face in them, but will not be picky about it whatsoever (but will have a noticeably more needy reaction if she can - also, if a toy/piece of clothing she's bought for you is visible/being used in it). i can definitely see her being the kind of woman to be seriously into having you do boudoir sessions as birthday/anniversary presents for her, too
⋆ i mentioned this a lil in her nsfw alphabet (under imagination, specifically), but i'm so obsessed w the idea that's gonna harp on about it again. i seriously think she'd be more than down for letting people join you every so often for some fun. they'd have to be people she knows and trusts (so either close friends of hers, or workmates - i'd be thinking street, tan, cabrera, maybe even alfaro or luca), and there would be some serious discussion beforehand about rules and limits to make sure no wires get crossed during the act - and loooooooord would she enjoy it like nothing else in the world
she’d be pretty cagey about letting the other person see or touch much of her (at least the first few times around, if it did become a regular thing), and would much prefer if all the attention was on you. she’d be the most doting, proud girlfriend in the whole entire world - and it’d be super important to her that the other person treats you with that same level of respect and care. it’d really be left up to you in terms of what the other person is let do with/to you, and she’s only going to intervene or speak up if you start looking distressed or uncomfortable (she absolutely will get this little butthurt expression on her face if you go too long without paying attention to her though - it’s very quickly remedied with a few kisses and a squeeze of her hand).
i feel like she’d be a liiiiiittle weird about letting that third person join in with the aftercare process? not like that she’ll kick them out the door the second everyone’s finished and caught their breaths - she’d just look at them a bit questionably if they tried to cuddle up with you or get affectionate in the aftermath, as in her mind that’s a role specially reserved for her and no one else. she’d for sure relax a lot after they’d left, and feel like now she could finally unwind and enjoy herself with you
⋆ has a liiiiiittle bit of a ma'am kink? ESPECIALLY if she's older than you, it just awakens something in her that makes her go feral. loves it when you call her it when you're asking/begging for things from her, and it'll almost always make her balk and give you what you want
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for your event, ties with zoe & street <3 sorry I just think they should dom tf outta reader
also congrats on 800!!!! you deserve every one of those followers!!!
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As soft and loose as the ties around your wrists are, they come to feel heavy as lead once you realise just how restrictive they prove to be. No matter how hard you strain and pull against them, the knots that Street had so skilfully crafted hold tight and stop you from moving any closer into either of your partners' heated touches.
From what little you can see of her, Zoe seems to be getting the most enjoyment out of your strife. That comes as no surprise - she's always had the worst sadistic streak out of the three of you - but you still can't help but derive just as much pleasure from her lustful looks up at your heated face and bound wrists as you do from the lap of her tongue against your cunt. Every so often she'll withdraw her mouth from you entirely in favour of pressing wet kisses to your sensitive inner thighs, only to watch you buck and struggle against the strong hold her hands have on your thighs while you plead down at her with widened eyes and pouted lips.
Street is sweeter about his newfound control over you, because of course he is. He lays beside you on the bed, a warm, solid constant to keep you grounded in all of this and the gentle brush of his lips over the taut skin of your neck definitely helps in that. One of his hands cups the back of your head and pets gently at your hair as you squirm around in place between them, and the other roams up and down your bare torso to roll your hardened nipples between his fingers, and to press down on your lower stomach when Zoe replaces her mouth with her fingers and curls them deep inside you in that way that makes you see stars.
They both take an insensible amount of delight in the sight of your eyes rolling back into your head, and your whole body drawing up tight with pleasure. Their eyes meet over you and the two of them share a knowing look, with Zoe showing him a wry smile from between your thighs before she descends on you again.
Pleasure gathering in his own stomach from the sight unfolding in front of him, Street shifts and takes his hand from the back of your head in favour of reaching up to guide one of your hands out of the fist it’s clenched up in so he can slip his hand into yours. When you meet his eyes, he murmurs reassuringly under his breath and presses a kiss to the corner of your slackened mouth as his free hand goes to your hip to help hold you in place for Zoe.
"Relax, sweetie." He urges you, in a tone that feels too soft for the moment that’s in it. Nosing against your jaw, he squeezes your hand tightly in his and smiles brightly at you when he feels you weakly squeeze his in return. "That's it. Don't worry about a thing, just let us make you feel good."
A soft noise of assent is all he gets back in reply, but it's enough. Zoe must be speeding up her movements because in no time at all you're keening and writhing as you try and move closer to her for any extra bit of stimulation that you can get. But, mean as ever, Zoe isn't going to leave you win that easily and she's quick to move her head back from you the second you manage to find some purchase on the ruined bedsheets. Her thumb stays curled tightly against your clit, but it's a far cry from the steady pace of figure-eights that she'd been tracing up and down your folds with the point of her tongue.
"Listen to him, baby." Zoe coaxes, above the register of your dissatisfied whines. She smile on her face is one you know all too painfully well and tells you that if she gets her way, your frustrations are far from over. It's only proved for you further when she squeezes your thigh tightly in her hand before she narrows her eyes and lowers her tone in that all-knowing way you dread so much. “Don’t go making things harder for yourself.”
You know better than to feed into her antics, but you can't help the shaky exhale that leaves your bitten lips in response. That only emboldens her further and it looks like she's about to sit up and gruel you even more when Street's voice cuts through the relative silence of your bedroom.
“Be nice, Zoe.” He interjects quietly, in a tone that's half unserious and half scolding. Either way, it's enough to bring heat to her cheeks that has her all but rushing to move back down the bed and hide her heated face between your legs to avoid having to look at either of you.
“Yeah, yeah.” She half-scoffs in reply, and no sooner than the words are out of her mouth do you see Street start to smile at her frazzled state. He shares a humoured look with you and, still smiling, leans in to press a lingering kiss to your cheek at the same time as he reaches down to pet the crown of her head in an especially commiserating manner.
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ hi i have severe mean!zoe brainworms rn so. enjoy this <3 cw for p in v (w a strap), doggy, dacryphilia, zoe’s like MEAN mean, but it’s consensual, sort of pain play i think it is?, clit play, sweet degradation, subspace
“won’ fit, zoe.” you whine, tear-streaked cheek pressed against the pillow as you try and turn your head to ensure your girlfriend hears you. if she does, she doesn’t let on - and the hand between your shoulderblades only presses down harder, forcing you to jut your ass out even further and helping her to force her cock into you.
there’s a good four inches of thick black silicone already in you, but she’s not anywhere near satisfied yet. she’d done you the one mercy of getting you off on her fingers and tongue so hard before you’d started that you'd seen stars, and as a result you're so wet you barely needed any of the lube she'd preemptively set down on the nightstand - but as she eases another one, two, three centimetres of the strap into you so slowly that it knocks the wind from your lungs, by god are you glad she'd insisted on using it anyways.
whimpered moans and gasps for breath are all you're capable of getting out as she shifts behind you, and suddenly you're met with the sensation of her bare front pressing flush against your back. the newfound warmth and familiar security of her embrace brings you comfort, but it's short-lived as you soon realise she has other motives in mind. namely, moving her knees up the bed until her thighs press against the backs of yours and slipping her free hand underneath your joined bodies to where you're joined so she can seek out your clit with her skilful fingers.
the effect her touch has on you is immediate, and so is the pressure that this new position brings. she’s effectively fucking you into the mattress with those short, stuttering thrusts of her slim hips into you. the noise her fingertips make as they slide through the mess of lube and arousal where your hole is stretched around her cock toward your clit is unreasonably lewd, so much so that it forces a bashful heat to your cheeks and has you babbling furiously before she’s even really started to pleasure you. “it’s not gonna- it’s too mu- “
“yes, it will.” she punctuates each word with a snap of her hips, sinking the strap even deeper and deeper into you as her fingers hone in on your clit and start to rub rough, calculated circles into the already over-sensitised bundle of nerves. her strap thickens cruelly at the base, of course it does, forcing your cunt to work even harder to try and stretch to accommodate it’s width on top of it’s length and with how wet she’s making you by toying with you the way she is, it doesn’t look like it’s going to be much of a problem.
strangled noises of both pleasure and pain leave your lips only to be quietened by the plush of your pillow, and as pleasure unfurls like a smokecloud in the pit of your stomach you succumb to the overstimulation and let your teary eyes fall shut. eagle-eyed and uncaring, she notices straight away and laughs against the back of your neck.
"yeah, that's what i thought." you don’t need to see zoe to visualise the smile on her face - the cruel, upward tilt of the corners of her lips that never fails to send equal parts arousal and trepidation skittering down your spine. the hand of hers’ that’s been pressed into the bed down by your ribcage for balance throughout this moves, and before you know it there’s a cool hand soothing your hair back from your face and the bed dips as she leans down on her forearm that she rests just beside your face. she’s caged you in against the bed and it’s overwhelming, so overwhelming to be surrounded by her when she’s got you in such a powerless state - but that’s all mitigated, even only just, by the sweet little kiss she ducks down to press to the hinge of your jaw.
"don't you worry about a thing now. let that pretty head go empty, and just lay there and take what i'm giving you." her lips are pressed so close to your skin as she huffs the words out that when you let out a choked sob in reply, you can feel how she smiles gleefully at your distressed state. still, your hips stutter down onto her knowing hand and she coos at you with a mock sweetness that makes you flinch as she draws back just far enough to look down and admire her handiwork.
"god, you should see how fuckin' good this looks." by her tone alone, she sounds transfixed in that way she often does when she gets you like this. you imagine she’s gawking at the way your cunt stretches tight as a vice around what surely must be near the base of her strap, and it’s confirmed for you when her hand moves from off your clit to trace delicately around the circumference of where her cock meets your flesh. "you're practically sucking me in, baby. like you can't get enough of this."
you don’t have the strength left to argue with her - and even if you did, it’d be a fairly hollow argument from your side. you end up settling for a weak whimper that’s met with a hushed be quiet from zoe, before you finally succumb to her all-consuming presence and let yourself grow pliant and submissive under her.
#fic recs#HHDVUEVDUDVUEHD#RÍ IM AT A LOSS FOR WORDS#screeching#I need to be sedated after this#seriously someone knock me out before I lose my entire mind#this fic. omg. I need it injected into my veins#zoe powell
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Could you possibly write a nsfw alphabet for Dominique Luca at all please? X
I’ve never done nsfw alphabet for any characters nor have I ever said I would so I won’t be filling this
#sammy asks#y’all could at least take five seconds to see what I post before you request something 😭
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oooooh man i’m hyperfixating on swat again and it’s getting weirdddd
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~ YOU'RE MINE ~ ROUGH JEALOUS SEX PROMPTS
requested by: anonymous
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Setting/scenario:
#1 - carrying on the argument between sloppy kisses and heavy make out
#2 - getting aroused by the other's jealousy/obsession with them
#3 - teasing the other because they know it will only get them more riled up
#4 - giving in to all the sensations despite the prior anger
#5 - frustration mixing with passion and pleasure
#6 - ignoring comfort for the sake of carnal release
#7 - using sex to avoid confronting the real issue
#8 - making the sex about proving a point
#9 - provoking the other's jealousy to get intense/rough passion
#10 - sex as an outlet for a lot of pent-up emotions
Dialogue:
#11 - "I can't believe you even wasted a thought on them."
#12 - "Admit it. You need me."
#13 - "You know they never stood a chance against you, right?"
#14 - "Your jealousy was totally unfounded but if it leads to this, I'm not saying anything against it."
#15 - "You're mine."
#16 - "This is better, right?"
#17 - "Yes, do it. Do anything you like."
#18 - "You really think anyone could compete with this?"
#19 - "Show me!"
#20 - "Yes, I'm yours."
#21 - "Do you see what you do to me? Even when you're so aggravating, you're doing this to me."
#22 - "I might be better off if I could go without you. But I can't!"
#23 - "Make me believe it!"
#24 - "I can give it to you, whatever it is you're craving."
#25 - "I only need you."
#26 - "You're sexy when you're angry."
#27 - "Don't try me!"
#28 - "Is this too much for you?"
#29 - "Could he/she/they do it like this?"
#30 - "Did this change your mind?"
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guys I miss the pets paradise au :/ someone be unhinged with me about this again please
#okay listen#I think I just want Chris to be muzzled and leashed again cause her fans are driving me up a wall#let her be a whore you fuckers#also adding Erika to the pets paradise au???#very tempted#pets paradise au!
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PROMPTS FOR FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS
* assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
same time next week?
i'll head out now.
we were never dating.
did you just congratulate me for having sex with you?
do you wanna try this out? we could make it work.
let me just grab my things and i'll get out of here.
you don't have to leave, you know.
stay the night tonight.
that... was amazing.
it's fake dating. for convenience.
i can't date you.
you crossed a line.
i just like having sex with you sometimes. that's all.
that was really fun. we should do it again sometime.
let's keep this casual. no strings attached.
i'm not interested in anything long term.
look, the sex is great, but i don't want to get involved.
we're just messing around a little bit.
let's set some ground rules.
i care about you. more than i'd like to admit.
we could hang out outside of this arrangement, you know.
this never works.
we can stop this any time.
let's keep this a secret.
how about a round two?
i can't keep doing this.
what's up with not calling me back?
so it's just about sex, right?
we don't pick and choose who we fall in love with.
we're not exclusive in any way.
i've never had sex in a car before.
i like seeing you naked.
we fell asleep... and we were spooning.
you did a good job... so i thought you deserved a balloon.
i can't help how i feel about you.
let's do this again sometime.
just lock the front door on the way out.
so... how do we do this?
i'm sorry. i'm not cut out for this.
i lied and told them we were dating.
you're still here?
these kinds of arrangements never work out.
this is bad. this is very bad.
i'm starting to care about you, and i don't like it.
we need to talk about this.
i don't feel that way about you.
i can't just turn my feelings off.
why don't i book the room?
someone always catches feelings.
the last time this happened... i fell in too deep.
are you seeing someone else?
i made breakfast.
you fell asleep, and i didn't have the heart to wake you.
should i sleep on the couch?
i didn't know who else to call. you're all i've got right now.
no no no. we are not dating.
this is great. we can have fun without the baggage.
is that how you see me?
wanna bang? i mean hang. i mean... both.
i'll do better next time.
you're enjoying this way too much.
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I’m so insane (thinking about fairydust!chris and early season!street fucking dirty)
#sammys a whore#you have No idea how fucking crazy I am about them#this is the stris I want!!!#give me them!!!
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Aftercare is always required, it should never be seen as an option that can be skipped.
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i want you carnally *shoves a knife into your abdomen*
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Normalize getting sluttier, bloodier, and overall more insane
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u know i feel like something that would help w a lot of shipping discourse would be remembering that not everyone in fandom spaces is here to do textual analysis & people sometimes (often) ship characters solely because it's sexy
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s3-s5 chris would definitely fuck to slut pop
#PREV#YOURE SO RIGHT#street playing the weekend is canon to me#and tan with montell fish is everything I could ever want
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ೃ༄ intoxicated ☽
|| jim street x reader
the content below is 18+, if a minor or uncomfortable with sexual content please click away, I am not responsible for the media you consume or interact with
summary: street needs you, and you’re always going to be there for him
notes: @blathannabeaga here’s the chaos
warnings: pain play, knife play, blood kink, f receiving oral, dark!street, dark!reader, locker room sex
You grin watching Street glance around the locker room for the third time, not noticing that you’ve just gotten out of the shower and stand only a few feet behind him wrapped in a towel. Though you have no intention of interrupting him, not yet, you simply watch in amusement as Street slips the small vile out from under his shirt.
The red liquid in it has decreased significantly since last time you’ve seen the necklace, you assume this isn’t the first time he’s snuck off to drink down some that precious fluid. He takes the top off with a small pop noise from the cork, then a small dab of the blood gets poured onto Street's hand, he licks it off in seconds and you can’t suppress your chuckle.
“Don’t do that!” He hisses, still hunched over his hand like you don’t know exactly what he’s doing.
“Couldn’t wait til home baby?” You croon, running a hand through Streets sweat filled hair from the case you both just got off, his eyes drop away but you leaning forward to kiss him brings him straight back to the present.
“Just- want a taste before we get home.” He says sheepishly, your lips hum against Streets, tongue plunging into his mouth to taste the coppery thickness of your blood you supplied him maybe two days ago, it’s more pungent now, must be doing wonders for your boyfriend as you can feel his length hardening through his tact pants.
“I’m sure everyone’s gone home already.” You were the last to shower the grime of mud caked on your body, aside from Street who’s adrenaline sticks around longer than anyone else on the team so he tends to work out a bit after cases.
“You think so?” You two move shuffling back in the room til your legs hit the locker room bench and you can sit against the wood, legs already spreading so your towel falls open enough for Street to get a good look at you, the vile still held in his iron grip gets shoved back into its place hanging under his shirt before he drops to his knees.
“Fuck— egear aren’t we?” You sigh with your head thrown back as Streets tongue slides through your folds, finding your clit in no time and lapping at it ravenously.
A pool of pleasure builds in your gut quickly, eyes rolling each time Street flicks his tongue deep into your cunt, just barely keeping your moans quiet as you know that Rockers team is sure to come back from their case soon, you just won’t tell Street that. He doesn’t need the distraction.
“Fucking hell- baby, gonna fucking- god!” You slam a hand over your own mouth as your orgasm floods through you, your legs shake in their place around Streets face but he doesn’t stop licking up all your wetness til you tangle a hand into his hair and pull his face back.
“So good baby, such a good boy.” His eyes glisten under the fluorescent lighting hung up above, a silent ask on his lips that you smile softly at. You know exactly what he wants and you’re more than willing to give it to him.
“You can have your reward baby, I’ll hold still for you.” He slips a matte black pocket knife from his waistband, flicking the blade out to curve up your heated thighs. There’s scarring from times before this and Street carefully places kisses over them, not moving as quickly as before but there’s still that hungry look in his eye.
“That’s it, nice and easy.” You release a breath when Streets knife slices a little cut into the plush of the inside of your thigh, it’s nothing major, just bleeding enough that Street can turn his face and start to draw your blood into his mouth, all but moaning around the taste, and relaxing against feeling of your thigh pressed into his face.
He’s practically intoxicated by you, as you want him to be, all yours.
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