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being sarah’s bff equals lots n lots of girlie nights !! so, of course, you’re comfortable enough to prance around tannyhill in short shorts n lil lacy camis after years of spending days n nights there !!
you’ve always thought of rafe as sarah’s mean big brother, nothing more n nothing less, so you tend to avoid him. he’s intimidating, yk !! besides, sarah’s warned you about staying away - “he ruins everything” she claims.
but rafe? rafe swears you know exactly what you’re doing when you’re roaming the halls in your shorts and cami that don’t leave a whole lot to his imagination, but then he gets you alone & realizes you really don’t have the slightest idea about what you’re doing :( so, he’s gotta teach you a lesson about wearing that shit around his house, right?
(also, please may i be 🐋 or 🍇 anon? pls n thank uu <3)
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sarah’s fast asleep in her humid bedroom, and you were too — before the loud credit music to the 2000s girly rom com you were watching woke you up. you were disorientated, warm, sitting up and squinting in the dark with a dry throat. you figured everyone would be in bed right now, it would be fine if you snuck down the stairs in your little pink lace cami and shorts to fetch yourself a drink.
he must’ve heard you go down, because there’s no way it was a coincidence that rafe appeared in the doorway, watching you down a glass of water, elbows leaning casually against the counter as you chug it down, practically bent over. he eyed you unabashedly, strolling over to the fridge beside you checking out your ass before turning to pull out a beer, cracking it open.
“you should be asleep.” he drawls, deadpan. he was never the conversationalist.
you pull your lips away from the glass, panting a little — mouth wet and breathless, making his dick twitch. “i was asleep. just got thirsty.” you turn to him politely, clearly having no idea how slutty you looked when you reach your fingers up to wipe the water droplets off your bottom lip and chin. you miss a drip, and it trails down your neck and chest. his eyes follow it.
“hm.”
“why can’t i be awake? does the kitchen close at midnight?” you smile, and it’s friendly, lighthearted even but his jaw ticks none the less, turning his attention to you as he takes a sip of beer, afterwards setting it down on the counter.
“no, just not used to having people roam around my house so late. ‘specially uh, especially not dressed like that.” he nods down at your get up in disapproval and you frown, looking down at yourself.
“these are my pyjamas?”
“those are two scraps of fabric.” he retorts, turning back to the fridge to close it after having left it open.
“whats wrong with them?” you tilt your head, all innocent like a kicked puppy and he actually has no idea if it was all an act or if you were truly this naive. he was looking forward to finding out.
“whats wrong with— okay, first of all— i shouldn’t have to come into my kitchen and see my little sisters best friends ass cheeks fallin’ out of her shorts.”
“s’not just your kitchen.” you interject sulkily, looking down at your feet. he steps closer with an impatient squint, gesturing around.
“you see anyone else around? my dad? no. i’m the man of the house now, alright? you’re a guest here, so you should really be listening to me.”
you look up at him, eyes glassy and doe like. it pauses him in his tracks, giving you the chance to speak.
“why’re you so mean to me, rafe? i actually don’t mind you that much, even despite the things sarah says.” you pout. he licks his lips, looking away with a sigh as he composes himself.
“well you’re smart not to listen to that girl. she’s fucking… she’s sarah.” he rolls his eyes, bringing a hand to his forehead to rub at it like he did when he was frustrated. “and i dont dislike you, okay?” he enunciates each consonant. “if i didn’t like you i would let you do whatever the hell you want ‘cos i wouldn’t give a shit. alright? i want you to be better. do well. s’why i gotta…” he gently places hands on your hips, waiting for any objections or resistance before turning you around to face the counter after being met with none. “i gotta guide you, yeah? teach you a lesson.” with that, he presses a hand on your back, gently easing you down to bend over the counter.
“what are you doin’, rafe? sarah’s upstairs.”
“i really… really don’t care.”
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just friends
pairing xavier thorpe x fwb!reader
summary in which some friends with benefits are meant to be more
warnings friends with benefits, jealously, smut [rough sex, unprotected piv (don’t try this at home),
request Omg okay so this is the most specific request ever but I love your writing and can’t stop thinking about this concept! So they’re all on summer vacation, and Xavier gets a fwb (reader) to try and get over Wednesday (they aren’t a normie), then Xavier goes back to Nevermore, reader goes to visit him one weekend, meet Wednesday and gets super jealous, but then it ends in fluff and/or smut, where Xavier says he doesn’t like Wednesday anymore cos he’s into you 😫😳 -anon
i no longer support percy hynes white and i do not write for xavier thorpe anymore.
a/n not going to lie, it’s a little confusing. but it was too good to pass up. i decided to change it a little bit, but i hope you (lovely anon) still like it! i must admit this ended up way longer than i expected, i got a little carried away.
it’s safe to say you had a fun summer. a messy situation with xavier turned into a messy situationship.
xay, one of your best friends, somehow turned into your friend with benefits. a one time thing turned into a one, two, maybe ten, fifteen, time thing. no one fucked like xavier thorpe. no one knew you like xavier thorpe.
ajax, the only other person who knew about your fling, kept telling you that xavier was using you. to get over wednesday addams. maybe you knew that too, but xay was good at hiding it.
until fall came around.
your bi-nightly hookups quickly turned into weekly. xavier found himself always occupied, usually with Ms. Addams. you felt like maybe you didn’t have a right to be upset. but you also knew that you felt so much more between you two, more than just sex.
xay 11:27 pm
wanna come by?
you were honestly surprised, seeing this text pop up on your phone. you wanted to say no. you just about did
y/n 11:28 pm
why don’t you ask wednesday instead?
you knew it wasn’t right. to be petty. you didn’t have the right to be mad, right?
xay 11:31 pm
come over here so i can fix your attitude
you hesitated. but you can’t say no to xavier anyway. so within the next few minutes you were sneaking into the artists dorm room.
“you came,” he said, smiling. you didn’t reply, but instead, you walked over to xavier’s tall frame.
you wanted to ignore it. the way you knew he had feelings for wednesday. get this over with and go.
so, you wasted no time feelings under his shirt. kissing his neck and collarbones. tugging at his hair the way he liked. he didn’t complain, undressing you to your bra and underwear and pushing you flat onto the bed.
when it came to xavier, it didn’t take much to get that familiar pool between you thighs.
“xavier, just fuck me,” you said, waiting more impatiently than ever.
“needy.”
nonetheless, your underwear was discarded with haste, in a pile with your other clothes. xavier removed his own clothes and aligned himself with your entrance.
he bottomed out in you with one quick motion, making you both groan.
while letting you adjust, xavier thought it appropriate to say,
“you’re mine, y’know? i don’t care about her as anything more than a friend.”
you scoffed, “prove it.”
he scoffed too, almost mimicking you. he pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back into you abruptly. you opened your mouth to scream, and he didn’t hesitate to bring his hand to you mouth. his other hand was on your hip, keeping you realícele still while he slammed into you ruthlessly.
he found a quick pace that had your eyes rolling back within seconds. every thrust hit your g spot and made your screams and whines louder.
“fuck,” he said through strained lips, “feel so good wrapped around me, baby.”
you started to feel the haze come over you, getting lost in his voice and his movement. your name sounded so good falling from his lips.
his hand came away from your mouth, down to rub his name into your clit.
without his hand covering you, your cries were no longer muffled. you didn’t bother trying to hide them, it felt so good.
“i hope she comes down here and hears you,” he whispered into your ear, “how pretty you get for me.”
the room was filled with mixed smells and sounds. you were begging and pleading with him, for what, you don’t know. sweat poured down both of your faces while xavier rut into you, kissed you, groped you. touched you any way he could.
“god, i need you so bad,” he’d said, gripping your hips so you could meet him with his hits.
that band in your stomach was tightening and tears were forming in your eyes. you hair was surely ruined by now, your hips and neck probably bruised from xavier’s handling of you.
“xay,” you whined for the unpteenth time this evening, “so good- feels so good, pretty boy.”
“mhmmm- you were made for me-“
your breathing was shallow and short, almost synchronized with him.
“please, xay. please, please, please,” you were whining. begging, for something you knew you’d get. were about to get.
“i know, angel. let go, it’s okay,” he said. his strokes were getting sloppier and slightly slower. he was chasing his own release.
like he was gospel, you body reacted with his words. something beautiful washed over you. he wiped the few tears that stained your face, and let himself calm down.
his found a new, easier rhythm. with just a few thrusts, he was shooting his cum over your stomach, loving the little mess he made on you.
he cleaned you up, like he always did. gave you new clothes. you got up to leave quicker than normal, without an extra word.
“don’t go,” he said, following after you and reaching for your hips again (he quickly let go and giggled as you winced). “i meant what i said. i’m over her. i want you.”
“let’s lay down,” you said. you were both gleaming as you laid down next to each other. you talked everything out and then went to sleep in each other’s arms.
wednesday masterlist
#rafesdior#wednesday (vine’s version)#🍇nsft#🍇 anon#xavier thrope imagine#xavier thorpe x you#xavier thorpe x y/n#xavier thorpe x reader#xavier x you#xavier smut#xavier thrope x reader#xavier thorpe#xavier thorpe smut#xavier x reader#xavier x y/n#wednesday x xavier#wednesday (netflix)#wednesday addams#wednesday (2022)#percy hynes white smut#percy hynes white#smut#one shot#imagine#🍇 requests#idk what else to put in the tags
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asdfghjk your post about making someone masturbate infront of you I want want want want
~🍇 (Could I use this as an emoji signoff?)
You want want want? That's cute. Go on then, spread your legs. Wide, I wanna see. Touch yourself for me, just as you like it ~
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I was introduced to your blog through a friend and hooooly fuck you manage to get my face burning within seconds.
(If it's not an issue, can I be 🍇 ://3)
Oo my blog has that much cred to be sent around and talked about? Cute. Welcome to my blog love, i’m sure you’ll have a fun time while you’re here.
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🍇 Anon- How would Leon react if reader has an emotional breakdown and she just started yelling and crying about how he "Only sees her as an incubator" and how much she hates him and the pregnancy? 👀 I get the feeling that this is gonna happen later on
HIIIII GRAPE ANON THANKS FOR UR PATIENCE AS ALWAYS <3333 I AM KISSING UR FOREHEAD TELEPATHICALLY RN
leon is very fucking delusional and he would have a really hard time wrapping his head around how darling could possibly feel that way because to him, he gives her everything !!!!!! he tends to her every need !!!!!! he protects her and keeps her safe, how did she even get it in her empty little head that he only sees her as an incubator ?!?!?!?!?!
he tries really hard not to take it personally when darling claims to hate him and the pregnancy-- he has himself convinced she's just hormonal and emotional and that this is all very normal for pregnant women, that as soon as their sweet little baby is born, darling will fall in love and realize how happy she is and how much she loves leon and their baby etc etc etc because "maternal instinct" or whatever
that being said, he kinda wouldn't even take her seriously???? like don't get me wrong, he'd be angry and hurt that she would ever even dream of saying something like that let alone thinking it in the first place, but he very well and truly has it in his head that darling is only acting this way because she's pregnant and that everything will smooth over as soon as their baby is born...
...which is obviously, um, wishful to say the least. but yan!leon is not exactly known for his rationality
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“Don’t even need to ask, babe.”
PLEASE he’s simple like that but the impact of his words 🫠
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GRACEEE this is v close to what my answer would be for him🥺🍊 bc you’re so right, there’s so much meaning in his straightforwardness😭
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Mei!! Hi!! So this is a lil spicy request but I can't stop thinking about it.
Imagine sending Spencer a spicy picture when he's at work (either bau or as a professor) and him getting all flustered. Then when he comes home reader & Spence have giggly, fluffy love making time.
It's so cute and I can't stop daydreaming about it <3
-🍇 (I hope that's an available anon emoji)
this post is 18+, minors dni.
The door slammed, alerting your attention to the fact that Spencer was home from work, and rather early at that. It had only taken him 40 minutes to take the subway home, which beat his usual 54, according to him.
You did one last check of your outfit, as minimal as it was, readjusting the hem of your panties slightly so that the spot that Spencer liked to suck so much on your hip was clearly visible for him, out in the open.
The lace itched your skin slightly, and you were eagerly awaiting the moment that Spencer slid the lingerie off of you, so that you didn't have to feel it anymore. And the moment was coming all too soon, apparently, because the door to your bedroom burst open with just as much force as the front door had swung shut.
Spencer stood breathless before you, his eyes eagerly raking up and down your mostly-exposed frame. His satchel was tossed carelessly on the floor, the man practically tripping over his own feet as he lunged for you.
You let out a shriek as he knocked you back onto the bed, your arms winding around his neck to keep yourself stable. He fell over you, his knees bracing himself on the mattress as his hands planted themselves on either side of your head.
You giggled airily at his enthusiasm, running a hand through the hair at the base of his neck and watching him shiver.
"Someone's excited." You hummed, scooting up the bed slightly so that you could rest against the headboard, "Did the picture do its job?"
"The picture stopped me from doing my job," Spencer chuckled incredulously, "I had to tell Hotch I was feeling sick."
"Well I hope that's not what it did to you," You frowned slightly, but Spencer quickly kissed away the expression.
"Not at all," He panted slightly, breaking away from the kiss to bump his forehead against yours, "I just couldn't figure out another excuse as to why I was flushed completely red."
You cooed softly at Spencer, one hand lifting from around his neck to squeeze his cheek in your palm. He scrunched his nose, nuzzling it further into your own and using one of his hands to adjust your hips, slipping his knee between your legs.
You gasped lightly as the material of his slacks instantly pressed against your panties, a blissful smile on your face as you lowered yourself back down to the mattress, Spencer looming over you as he fiddled with the hem of your bra.
"Can I...?"
"Mhm," You nodded vigorously, arching your back off of the bed slightly to let Spencer undo the clasp behind your back, "Do you like it?"
"I love it," He stared down fondly at you, peeling the bra away from your tits, "But I think you look even better without it."
#🍇 anon#spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid scenario#spencer reid oneshot#spencer reid one-shot#spencer reid one shot#spencer reid headcanon#spencer reid headcanons#spencer reid hc#spencer reid hcs#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fic#spencer reid blurb#spencer reid drabble#spencer reid dialogue#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid x reader fanfiction
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i saw your artfic for eddie and ren and wanted to say i loved it 🙏 i think its funny how they seem like the type to jump in front of a bullet for each other but then be like 'oh em gee you have a crush on me?' at their own wedding
and now that i know eddie would be a plum is it ok if i be 🍇 anon ? its the closest i have to a plum emoji 😂
Ofc!!!
Reddie actually a v awkward couple, they never know what they are even when it’s so fucking obvious
Ren and Eddie on their 10th wedding anniversary asking eachother “what are we Dawg….”
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🖍 anon got me wanting to draw some fanart too 🤔got any ideas? - 🍇
EEEK uhm
- scara eating on stream
- scara putting on eyeliner (yk w a knife lkke those memes)
- btl scara mirror selfie w a pc in the phone case i will never stop asking for this pls
- scara with a cat at a cat cafe
- scara playing roblox bullying kids
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Ok ok since you need some Diluc fluff how about this tiktok —-> https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSRxoLGM4/ with Diluc comforting you because reader is feeling kinda stress and insecure and anxious and depressed lately because of personal things, and the negativity in her head🥹💖 (make this for artem too hihihihi)
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ooohh my god this is so sweet, they'd be such sweet boys helping you through your unease🥺💖
for now i just wrote diluc but i may come back & do artem too heh
- diluc is so attentive, i swear he can just feel your heart aching no matter how far away he is from you. when he feels that uncomfortable worry bubbling in his heart he immediatly seaks you out and his chest contracts tightly when he sees you in tears or on the verge of tears, his lips frowning sadly at the sight of his beloved hurting
- sometimes he feels so lost when it comes to your sadness. can a man with a past as dark and painful as his really help someone as lovely and pure as you shine brightly once more? no matter how long you've been together there is still that doubt and worry in his mind but he doesn't let it deter him from helping you in any way he can. he would do anything to see you smile, to ensure your happiness. his sacred vow to you was so deeply entretwined with the thick vines of his love that nothing could stop him from wrapping you protectively in the thicket of deep, devoting, unending love that belonged to you and you alone
- it's odd relying on his feelings rather than logic at these times but for you he found it rather easy to follow his heart and gift it to you on a silver platter. if it would make you happy once more he would give you every last piece of him without question
- his footsteps would be quiet as he made his way to you, his grip firm on the soft blanket he grabbed from the back of the chair you often curl up in to read. gingerly, as he whispered your name, he'd drape the blanket over your shoulders before tenderly brushing the hair from your face and beggining to wipe every tear that fell from your eyes with warm gloveless hands
"it’s okay my love, i'm here," he'd promise, every word he speaks is in a gentle loving tone reserved only for you. "whatever you need, i'll give it to you."
and when you reply you just need him, he's ready to give himself and pour every ounce of his love into you. effortlessly he'd pick you up bridal style, ensuring the blanket stay securely wrapped around you and carry you to your shared bedroom where it's warm, safe and away from prying eyes. on the way there he'd ask adelinde to prepare your favorite drink and something for you to eat before settling you into the plush sheets with your head resting against his chest and soft music playing in the back ground
- he's not good with words but he offers them to you anyways as he showers you with affection, reminding you how strong and resiliant you are, how it's okay to cry but you never need to do so alone now that you have each other, how beautiful you are inside and out and how that beauty brought so much life and light into a man who thought he'd never have those things again. his hold on you would grow tighter with each confession until you're pressed so thightly against him you can't tell whos heart it is that's beating and burning against your chest
- once your tears have ceased and adelinde brings a tray with the items diluc requested he has his arm wrapped tightly around you with you pulled flush into his side as you pick at the plate that rests against his thigh and take sips of your drink. he may be a bit motherly requesting you drink and eat plenty but it’s only to ensure you’re okay and taken care of to the full extent. his warm fingers would dance along your side, his lips pressed against your head, warm breath seeping into your skin, all of it bringing you comfort and a lovely reminder that everything really will be okay<3
#thank you for sharing this sweetness 😭💖#i needed it#genshin impact#diluc#🌙asks#🍇 anon#genshin impact x reader#diluc ragnvindr x reader#diluc ragnvindr
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dinner date
pairing conrad fisher x fem!reader
summary in which a dinner date goes a little far
warnings public sex unprotected sex teasing
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Hiii love!!! I hope ur doing welll, can you pleasee write a conrad fisher smuttt with a lot of teasing for the fem! - anon
a/n this is my first piece in a long time and probably one of my worst, apologies.
being in a long distance relationship with Conrad is difficult. He is arguably one of the most sassy, bitchy, horny people on the planet. you didn’t even know someone could be all three at once.
This really played out when you did see him.
Especially in the summer.
The short dresses and bikinis bothered him so much. He’d fuck you right on the beach if it weren’t for the risk of being caught.
So, one night the pair of you go to dinner, hoping to get away from the chaos of the summer house at the moment. You could tell he’d been hot and bothered all day, after seeing you tanning and your body all wet on the beach; just for you to end up in a tiny sundress right in front of him.
Your hair was barely dry but he was still running his hands through it every chance he could, even tugging on it every once in a while.
He was so touchy. So smooth with his words. You saw right through him.
“Con’” you said as he slid over to your side of the booth and ran his hand up your thigh, “what are you doing?”
“I need you,” he whispered, pulling your hand over his jeans to feel his erection. “It’s not fair. That you get to walk around in this tiny dress and not expect me to react."
"Can we go to a bathroom, at least?"
Within moments he was pulling you away from the booth and into the restroom. He didn't hesitate to hike up your dress and set you on the sink.
"You're so pretty, angel."
"Con," you responded, breathless and waiting for him to do something more.
"I know, I know."
Before you could think a full thought, Conrad was pushing himself into you, watching you gasp at his size. You nodded at him, placing your hands on his chest, signaling that he could move. He quickly pulled himself almost all of the way out of you before pushing close to you and finding a rhythm.
He held you up by bringing his arms around you and onto your back, making you feel closer than ever. Despite the fact that every push brought you closer to your high, they also left you wanting more.
"You feel so good around me," Conrad whispered breathlessly. You could feel him twitch inside of you as he brought his thumb down to your clit.
You were inching towards your high, and both of you could feel it.
"Con," you sighed, "I'm going to-"
"I'm right there too, it's okay."
By some divine timing, both of you chased and then came down from your highs within seconds of each other.
You took a second to calm down before receiving a terrified look from someone on the other side of the door.
#team conrad#conrad fisher#the summer i turned pretty oneshot#tsitp#tsitp conrad#chris briney#conrad fisher x you#conrad fisher x y/n#conrad fisher x reader#conrad fisher smut#Conrad fisher oneshot#smut#oneshot#the summer i turned pretty#tsitp smut#tsitp oneshot#🍇 requests#🍇nsft#🍇 anon#one shot#smut blurb#blurb
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Hey Sir, I'm curious whats your favorite way to fuck someone? Mouth, Pussy, Ass? On their hands and knees, them riding you, laying down? Because you get so many fantasys, but like... what are yours? ~🍇
Hi baby ♡
I'm really into different stuff for different moods and situations. I'm insanely into giving oral, pussy or ass or cock or whatever. Recieving oral is more of a power thing for me or a treat if my sub is really into it. I actually prefer having eye contact or being able to see my partner's expressions, so I really like good old missionary in every way and good Lord, riding. Or holding them up against a wall, sitting, taking them on the side. When I'm really in the mood I enjoy face in the pillow, ass up, just rough and primal fucking too.
Mostly I'm into whatever I know my sub or partner's getting off at the most because my main turn on is the other person being an absolute mess because they're so fucking turned on ~
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what if i yearned for you
<- knows its 100% parasocial bc no, i dont know you but wow by Mikus Holy Name i Want to know you -🍇
you’d be far from alone! If you ever wanna talk tho, lmk. i need more friends on here always
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🍇 Anon- How would Leon react to the reader Hiding under the bed for over 4 hours?
GRAPE ANON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is incredibly specific lol
i think for the first hour or so he would try to grab her/move the bed or anything to force her out from under there because he just doesn’t understand why she’s hiding from him
after a while he’d realize she’s just scared and he would soften. he’d sit on the floor next to the bed and talk to her softly, ask her if she needs anything, promise to be right there whenever she’s ready to come out, etc etc
ultimately it would throw him off and possibly upset him at first but eventually he’d think it was sort of endearing, if that makes sense, like a little puppy hiding under the bed ;w;
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Taken anon emojis
🍇, ♠️, 🧪,♟️, 💪, 😻, 💥, 🖤
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Hey its 🍇 anon!
My pronouns are she/they lol
And I'm a huge fan of your work lol
-🍇 anon
omg, hi 🍇!
thank you!! <333
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