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softiedingo · 6 months
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HELP HELP HELP-
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uc1wa · 3 months
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step-bro!dick and step-bro!jason have this ‘lil arrangement where they share their step-baby-sister. an arrangement that says one gets you one night, and the other gets you the next. but, sometimes dick can get real greedy and it pisses jason off. rather than beat the shit out of his older brother, he fucks you fueled by the hatred that stems from dick alone. takes pictures of you drooling off his cock just to send to his brother, who, of course, takes it as challenge to fuck you ‘till you’re unable to remember your other step-brothers name (and on, and on). jason gives himself a pat on his back when he helps you remember his brothers name; ‘cause soon you’re begging "jay, want your dick real bad." if that counts.
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hardrockshrimp · 2 months
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OOAIAUAUUAUAYAGGGGHHHHHH BRUUUUCEEEEEE GNAWING AT MY RESTRAINTS
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leodeserti · 1 year
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I was like "damn it's 3am time to wrap it up and go to bed," but then my brain was like "wow your body has never felt looser rn. Time to dance," and now I'm paying for it 🛌🏽 my limbs are tirrrred
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zenithpng · 2 years
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if i see one more sticker or angsty poem or song or "haha this is gonna be one for the history books!" post about the overturning i'm gonna flip my shit
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mouseonvenus-main · 2 months
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mouse do you have any thoughts about batim/batdr? ur the only person I know who's interested in it rn 👀
OMGOMG HIII (pls check my tags for why this tooks so loong)
I am a big fan!! I was super into batim as it was first coming out, I think the lore is fascinating and I adore the art style! I have been really wanting to get back into it for a long time, but since I can't buy the game rn I'm trying to find a playthrough to watch 😅
As for batdr I unfortunately don't know much about it, since again I couldn't play it myself and was struggling to find playthroughs; miraculously though I have so far been able to avoid most spoilers 💪 I have so many videos and posts saved for when I finally get caught up on it LMAO
Since I don't know the latest lore I feel like I'm not informed enough to have too many opinions, but I would really really love to get back into it! Definitely in my list of things to check out when I have time. Would love to talk about itore of it should ever suit your interests 👉👈
Thanks for the message!!
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yuujispinkhair · 5 days
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Yuuji rubbing your clit in intensive pace while sucking on your nipple like a baby! Staring at your face expression like a hawk! Gawdddddddd!!! Can ya hear me scream?!!?? -☆
OMGGGG ANON, I AM LOSING MY MIND!!! 🤤🤤💗💗
Yuuji x Reader (female). Smut + Fluff. 18+, a bit of manhandling + overstimulation, Yuuji cums untouched. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact.
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Yuuji is moaning around your nipple while sucking sweetly on it, truly as if he is trying to get some milk out of your pretty tits. His hips buck against the mattress needily, making him leak through his boxer briefs, smearing his sticky pre-cum all over the sheets, but he isn't even aware of it.
All Yuuji can think about is how hot it is to make you feel good and how pretty you look when he moves his fingers like that, massaging your swollen clit in a way that makes you so wet for him and mewl so cutely.
You gasp his name, and your hands land on his pink hair, tugging on it as your body arches up against him, pressing your sweet tits even tighter against Yuuji's hungry lips. And Yuuji moans and pushes his thumb under the hood of your hot, puffy clit, rubbing unrelenting circles on it as you tremble beneath him, and your breathing becomes louder and harsher every second.
But you're a sweet girl. You don't look away, even as your mouth opens in an o shape and your expression turns into your orgasm face, feral and fucked out, so fucking beautiful!
And Yuuji drinks it up. Those pretty, honey eyes watch you unashamedly and with such a horny and, at the same time, love-drunk expression. Sweet Yuuji just LOVES to make you feel good. Nothing gets him hornier than seeing and feeling you cum for him.
He keeps massaging your clit feverishly, rubbing every last bit of your orgasm out of you, not missing any second of it as you twitch wildly beneath him and sob his name. And Yuuji moans with you, his spit drooling over your swollen nipple as his hot cum pulses into his boxer briefs.
Fuck! He loves you so much! Nothing could ever be as pretty as your face when you cum! Yuuji sobs softly, latching onto your sensitive nipple again, suckling on it while his hand caresses your twitching and soaking-wet cunt lovingly.
He can't help it. Yuuji's cock is already throbbing again at the beautiful, fucked-out expression on your face.
Please don't be mad at him if he uses his weight and strength to hold you down and rub a few more orgasms out of you. It's just so addictive to hear your cute moans and feel you gush all over his fingers. Yuuji could spend all day making his sweet girl cum 💗
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rafesslxt · 17 days
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✧.* 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐍‘ 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 𝐭.𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭
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જ⁀➴ tik tok trend that drives your bf Theo insane
: ̗̀➛ warnings: none
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"Oh cara mia no, the last one wasn‘t funny. Please don‘t torture me again.." he sighs frustrated.
I giggle and and pull him after me towards the table with all the drinks on them, the rest of our friends already standing around it.
"I am not! I just wanna show you a tiktok trend."
He rolls his eyes way too dramatic for my liking but I ignore it and smile when I see everything I need in front of me.
I take a wine glass, his eyebrows raising at the sight and he whines. "Oh noo don‘t ruin the wine I am begging you amore!" He grabs the wine bottle and holds it out of my reach.
"Theo! Give me the bottle, I just wanna show you something!" I argue, trying to reach the wine bottle and sigh dramatic too now. "Pleeeease.“ I look at him with the best puppy eyes I have to offer so he gives in.
"Please don‘t make me questioning your brain again. Please." he almost begs and lets his right hand glide over his face in frustration and fear what I am about to do to his beloved wine.
"You‘re gonna drive him crazy some day." Enzo giggles and watches what I‘m about to do like the rest
I pour some wine into the glass and grab the little shovel for the ice and put some of them into the wine. "No love, no! You don‘t put ice in your wine."
"And theeen you take some sprite.." i start to pour some of it in too now and swirl the glass a little so the two liquids mix.
"Oh tesoro, qual è il punto, è un peccato!" Theo starts throwing hands into the air and curses as If I killed someone he loves.
"Wait that actually looks good, let me try." Mattheo says, taking the glass out of my hand and and taking a sip. "Damn this does taste good!" he laughs after swallowing down.
"Oh stai scherzando!“ Theo groans when he see‘s all of his friends trying it too and actually liking it. "Baby please try it, I promise you it is good." "Oh no principessa not in a million years." he says disgusted.
"Fineee but you are missing out." "Please don‘t do this when you meet my parents for the first time." he begs me in a still frustrated tone. "No don‘t worry Theo. I‘ll drink my espresso together with my pasta like a pro." "WHAT?! Oh caro dio aiutami per favore.."
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i would love to do something like that with him omgggg this would be so funnyyy
also i love short little things like that, should i do them more often? 🤞🏻
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dirtnote · 2 years
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im sooooo mad why is it 15 degrees hotter here than at home when it is a thousand miles north from there .
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niki-phoria · 28 days
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OMGGGG !!! I LOVED THE LATEST WORK SO MUCHHHH SO CUTE !!! would it be too much to ask a continuation of that but with different characters like gojo, toge, nanami and the rest ?? the exact same just different people where they fall asleep on the reader <333
⋆。°✩ ANGEL / KNEW YOU WERE SPECIAL FROM THE MOMENT I SAW YOU
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gojo satoru, geto suguru, inumaki toge, and okkotsu yuuta falling asleep on you
notes: gn reader (no pronouns used), not proofread, sorry if anyone is ooc !! not super happy with these tbh but i'm so glad you liked the last one !! i hope you enjoy this one too :)), header from pinterest, title from the weeknd - angel
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curses make GETO SUGURU sick. they taste like a rag that’s been used to clean vomit. swallowing them is an indescribable feeling - one that cannot be forgotten, even with drugs or alcohol.
he sighs as he slips into your shared bedroom. moonlight illuminates your figure, sitting up wide awake on your side of the bed. “you’re home.”
suguru smiles. his hand slips into his hair, brushing a few stray strands away of his eyes. “you waited up for me?”
“of course i did.” his face flushes as you reach up, wrapping your arms around his neck. his hands linger around your waist as he pulls you into a tight hug. “how did it go?”
suguru closes his eyes, leaning into your touch. with each passing moment in your embrace, he can feel the weight of the world slipping off of his shoulders. swallowing his distaste for sorcery, he murmurs, “it was fine.” 
you hum. pulling away slightly, you press a chaste kiss against his cheek. “come here.”
with flushed cheeks and a soft smile, suguru slips underneath the covers to lay beside you. his hair falls down his back in waves, finally released from the confines of the usual bun. 
“i love you, suguru,” you whisper. “i’m glad you’re safe.”
“i love you too.” suguru sighs in response, hiding his face into the crook of your neck. curses make suguru sick. but when your arms wrap around his waist and your fingers tangle in his hair, maybe his life isn’t so bad after all.
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GOJO SATORU flinches when shoko slams a cup of water down in front of him. “drink it,” she commands. “you’ve been sitting here wallowing for days. it’s not a good look on you.”
he remains silent, accepting the cup with a shaky sigh. shoko’s dark eyes study his features with a sharp glare. the usual playful glint in satoru’s ocean blue eyes is missing - replaced by a dullness she hasn’t seen in years. his shoulders slump from exhaustion; usually pristinely combed strands of his hair have become tangled from a lack of care. 
shoko sighs. “y/n will be fine.” her words ring hollow through satoru’s mind. his gaze catches a glimpse of you once again - body laying limp in the hospital bed, covered in layers of bandages and bruises. his heart leaps into his throat. 
it’s only when shoko places a hand on his shoulder that he realizes she’s expecting a response. satoru coughs, muttering a soft, “yeah.” 
time blurs together. seconds turn into minutes into hours. it moves agonizingly slow and far too quickly all at once. he closes his eyes, cursing everyone he can think of. of all people - why did it have to be you?
satoru jumps when you cough; the quiet noise is enough to rip him out of his daydream. he digs his nails into his palms. this isn’t real, is it?
“y/n!” he scrambles to his feet; his face looms over you as he studies your face. “you’re awake! how are you feeling? are you okay?”
“i’m fine,” you chuckle. reaching up, you brush your thumb against his cheek. “you look worse than me.”
“i was just… worried.” satoru sighs, leaning into your touch. “don’t ever do that again.” 
you softly smile, reaching up and gently carding your fingers through his hair. you guide him to join you in the overly cramped bed. “i love you, satoru.” closing his eyes, he presses his ear against your chest, letting the steady rhythm of your beating heart slowly lull him to sleep. 
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INUMAKI TOGE slumps into the seat beside you, not bothering to stifle his yawn. the hem of his uniform presses against the tip of his nose, effectively hiding the curse marks embedded into his skin behind the fabric. he leans against the wall as he studies the smooth plaster coating the ceiling. 
“are you tired?” you murmur. toge startles slightly at the sound of your voice before he nods slightly. you smile. “me too. i wish they would stop sending us out so early.”
shivers run down toge’s spine when your shoulders casually brush against each other. he hadn’t noticed the limited space between your bodies until you were already touching. hesitantly, he leans over until his head settles against your shoulder. “mustard leaf?”
“yeah, it’s fine.” you smile, warming his cheeks once again. toge’s breath hitches in his throat when your lips casually brush against the crown of his head. his heart beats erratically in his chest and his face burns a deep red, thankfully hidden behind the fabric of his uniform. deep violet eyes stare into your own as you brush his bangs aside, softly smiling down at him. “get some rest. i’ll wake you up when ieiri-san gets back.”
toge doesn’t tell you that it’s nearly impossible to relax around you - butterflies swarm around in his stomach relentlessly and he can feel his face burn. he doesn’t tell you that shoko will likely just hand him another bottle of cough medicine and send him back to the dorms to sleep it off. he doesn’t mention that you probably need the sleep more than he does. 
instead, he simply smiles, murmuring a soft, “salmon,” beneath his breath before he allows himself to relax, finding solace in the crook of your neck. 
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OKKOTSU YUUTA groans, nuzzling himself closer against your couch cushions. his throat scratches every time he swallows and the world spins each time he opens his eyes. his body aches with every movement he makes as he kicks his blankets off, letting the fabric fall into a heap at the corner of the couch. 
you chuckle softly as you make your way into the living room, sliding into the seat beside him. “how are you feeling, yuu?”
“like death.” his worlds slur together in his sleepy state; syllables mush into one until you can barely comprehend the words escaping his lips. his skin is flushed, stained a light pink from his still-ongoing fever.
yuuta raises his head, tired, dark eyes finally meeting your gaze. “i can’t believe i got sick.”
“i’m sorry, honey,” you hum, reaching over to rub your hand against his back. yuuta shivers at the feeling, further relaxing against your touch. his eyes flutter shut; stray strands of ink black hair framing his sharp features. “just focus on getting some rest, okay? you’ll feel better in the morning.”
yuuta grumbles quietly, but relents nonetheless. your hands slip underneath the thin fabric of his shirt. your fingertips rub miscellaneous shapes against his skin, gently massaging the tension away from his shoulders. a soft smile lingers on yuuta’s lips as he sighs, finally falling back into sleep’s familiar embrace.
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cursingtoji · 4 months
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Omgggg pls tell us more about cult leader suguru and blind reader 😩😩😩😩
IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED OKAY HERE IT GOES
cult leader!suguru met blind!reader when he visited a remote village that an intel told him had many curses
indeed it had, from how toxic and filled with hate that place was, it was no surprise to him the amount of spirits born from it
he decided it would be easier to set the village on fire, let his curses devour the villagers and gather the remaining curses for himself
the plan was already in action when he spotted a little house over the hill that had a light on, he didn’t want to leave any witnesses behind so he went there by himself
right as he passed by window he saw you, for a second he thought you were praying, eyes closed looking down
as he saw the entrance of your house he realized something was wrong. there were many offensive words sprayed on your walls, broken vases and eggs by the door too.
he entered the house quietly, noticing the white cane and the braille books by the table
“just take what you want and leave” you said, moving your head in the direction you heard the steps.
“you can’t see” he took a step closer noticing your breath getting more intense, in your hand there was a knife, a kitchen knife.
geto understood that was probably not the first time something like that happened, you had a few bruises on your arms and hands. on your forehead cut that wasn’t treated properly. how truly despicable was that village?
he approached you, holding your hand as soon as you raised the knife and screamed at him, he could so easily turn that around and stab you in the neck. no curse would need to be used for this one defective human.
so why was he gently taking the knife out of your hand and putting it back on the counter?
“please—“ your lip quivered, the smell of intense burning was reaching your house now, he watched as your nose scrunched with the scent.
“were you born like that?” his thumb ghosted your eyelashes, “open your eyes” he watched your eye moving beneath your eyelids before your lashes rose and he saw only white. there was definitely cursed energy there
“i was attacked by an animal, when i was kid” you said through a shaking voice. geto smirked, the cursed energy traces lead him to believe it was no animal, but a cursed spirit.
could you be considered a monkey if you had cursed energy even if you weren’t born with it?
he took your hand, noticing how jumpy you got when touched, he placed your hand in his face, wanting you to feel at least a bit more comfortable with him
he bit his lower lip, “come with me, okay? i’ll watch over you”
your cold palm touched his cheek, thumb running over his high cheekbone, he closed his left eye so you could trace it while watching your expression with his right one, seeing how you became a little bit more relaxed exploring his face. suguru wondered how many times you touched a face before.
“geto-sama” you retrieved your hand when a second voice surprised you. geto turned around annoyed, “all cursed spirits were captured, even the small ones. we can leave now”
“i’ll be there in a minute” he replied, dismissing the messenger.
“geto-sama” you repeat the name in a whisper, your hand closed near your chest
“call me suguru” he took your hand once again, waiting for you to wrap it around his. he guided you out, taking your cane on his way to abandon the house, to let it burn with all the awful memories you had in that village.
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erwinsvow · 2 months
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imagine if rafe and pogue reader’s relationship was just a bet between him and his kook friends, to see if he could ACTUALLY get her to fall in love with him, like to get her to be all over him and how long that would last, and the reader finds out omgggg. And they break up lol
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you think the ending bits of the conversation between your boyfriend and his friends hurts more than everything you just overheard.
"you really think i'd settle for some fuckin' pogue pussy? nah man, top owes me fifty bucks now."
you hadn't heard the entire exchange, just from the part where you heard your name. stupidly, like a naive girl in love with the type of boy she'd only ever dreamt about, you tuned in, thinking rafe was telling his friends something you'd want to hear.
hiding—as embarassing as it is—behind the wall, holding back tears though they don't care enough to stay held back, they pour down your cheeks as the hits keep coming. the boys laugh, but the ringing in your ears had been so loud you hadn't heard the rest of the joke, didn't understand what was so funny.
the first thought in your mind is that you can't believe how stupid you were. the second is that pope and jj and john b had all been right, that it was too good to be true, that he was playing you somehow, that he was a liar and scumbag. you had ignored what your best friends had been telling you, trying so hard to believe that they were wrong, that they didn't know rafe, or at least your rafe, the one who was sweet and funny and never let you drive anywhere or pay for a thing, the one who paraded you around town like you were something who deserved to be showed off, the one who you took back to your tiny house and introduced to your hard-working parents.
you resist the urge to slide down the wall you're leaning against, though every muscle in your body wants to keel over and cry until you can't cry anymore.
you'd been embarassed enough—they didn't need to see you like this too. wiping away tears with the back of your hand, sniffling but trying to stay quiet, you wait for the boys to walk away so you could sneak out of here and pretend that you'd never even come—though you'd only come because rafe said he was having friends over and you'd baked them some snacks for their game, thought you were being a good girlfriend and doing the things a good girlfriend does.
footsteps and laughter echo in the other room—they're gone. the second it's silent, a sob wrangles itself out, eyes getting blurry again. you don't know how you're gonna bike home if you can't stop crying. your fingers fly across your screen, dialing jj's number. you'd been upset at the blond because he seemed to be the most against you and rafe dating, had the meanest things to say and was the first to insinuate there was something wrong if rafe wanted to date you.
you'd been so insulted, so hurt by his words that the two of you had gone from talking every single day to maybe once a week. you hope he doesn't hold it against you now, but a part of you knows jj never would—that's just the kind of guy he is. he answers by the second ring, and you try to stay quiet, just incase they hear you.
"j? can you come get me? i-um, i'm at tannyhill-" the last part is said with another sob, breaking into a fit of tears again. he says he's with pope and that he's coming, and you hate that they heard you cry, because knowing the two of them they'll go thirty over if they think you're upset. you wanna get out of here, but you don't want them to die.
heart thudding, eyes watery, limbs weak, you stay against that wall for a moment. before you can make your way to the door, rafe's figure steps in to where you are. he sees you before you see him—shoulders shaking, hands wiping away tears.
when you turn to look at him, it doesn't take more a second to know you heard something you shouldn't have.
"hey, listen to me-" he gets closer, and you flinch, backing away. you want to say something mean, something snarky, something that'll hurt him as much as he's hurt you. nothing comes out, and you stare back at him, and you hope he remembers how hard he's made you cry, because you've decided it then and there—you're never seeing rafe cameron ever again.
you dart past him to the door. he follows, reaching out to grab you, but you take off, running down his driveway and into the truck he recognizes as heyward's. you get in, in between pope and jj. the last thing he sees is you crying into maybank's chest while they drive you away, and the last thing he thinks is wondering what the hell he had just done.
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bellewintersroe · 4 months
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I just read the fernando headcannons and OMGGGG. The nsfw ones babe 😭😭 can you maybe write a NSFW nando fanfic??? Well maybe he's all riled up or something. Honestly Idc just a NSFW nando fanfic after reading the headcannons..😫
so glad you enjoyed, I loveeee writing for Nando, especially when it’s spice 😏 not sure if this is what you have in mind but I hope it does justice to the headcanons…
Fernando Alonso x Reader - Smut! Fernando gets wound up after a race gone wrong. Lucky for him you’re waiting for him nearby in the hotel room where he takes his frustration out in a more… intimate manner. tw- smutty smut legit just porn- the story goes straight to the point so yeah 18+ - talks of penetration, dirty talk, spanking, oral- everything. So sorry this is only short 🫶🏼.
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“Fuck, Nando!” She sobbed, cheek pressed to the mattress, Nando’s hand pressed on her head, pinning her down as his fingers gritted together, tightening in her hair. She was on the verge of tears, sobbing and writhing in pleasure as her fiancé worked hard on top of her, back arched with her ass in the air for him. Fernando fucked into her mercilessly, he’d found a rather healthier way to let out his frustration, in a way both of them enjoyed. It worked a treat, as soon as she saw him all red faced and tense she knew exactly what to give him. Now, he’d taken charge, knelt on the bed, hips thrusting into hers like a piston as his teeth gritted, eyes scrunched shut. Nando was trembling, Y/n could feel that, his pants had soon turned into grunts and growls with each push of his rock hard cock into her tight whole.
“Muy bien. todo mimo.” (So fucking good, all mine). He struggled between squeezing his eyes shut from the blinding pleasure and watching her, the way her ass bounced on his cock, the beautiful expressions she’d make. Nando let out a louder groan, throwing his head back as he threw his whole body into each thrust, the bed beginning to squeak and thud against the wall with every movement.
It was so hot- too hot, she could feel each time the tip of his cock would hit deep inside her, one hand moved to rub at her clit and she cursed with such intensity feeling Nando work harder inside her tightening pussy. “Harder, Nando- m’ gonna fucking cum.” She wept with a moan that could wake up the whole hotel. Nando’s growled again, yanking her hips harsher into him, spurred on with the desperate moans and pleads which escaped her mouth. She’d never had anything or anybody so good, Nando was so riled up and so focused on the blinding pleasure he lost all control. She found it so fucking sexy, and when the intensity peaked in her stomach, she came undone with a yell only muffled by the bedsheets. Fernando panted, quickly, pulling her hair back so he could hear vividly every single noise she made.
Her legs trembled with each wave of her orgasm, she was moaning incoherently, head pulled back by the man behind her who hissed at the gush of her pussy against his cock. “Tan bueno. Buena niña.” (So good. Good girl). Nando praised in his native tongue, feeling his desperation only build further at the feeling of her pussy tightening around his thick cock. He could feel each throb of her pussy, each tremor, each time she whined. He was so deep inside her, sighing in ecstasy at the sound of her wetness around him. Nando let go of her hair, soothing over her scalp as she collapsed to the bed with a huff. “You made me cum so fucking hard for you, Nando.” She muttered, voice again muffled by the bedsheets as she shook her ass. Nando wasn’t done yet, he flipped her over, already feeling the calmness spread through him to see her giggle. His face was flushed and he was sweating, hair slightly sticking to his damp forehead. “Are you ok?” The Spaniard checked. “Yeah.” She’d smile in reassurance, fingers coming to dance down his spine, over his tattoo. He wasted no time kissing her again, guiding his cock inside her once again. “M’ so wet for you, god.” She cooed, irresistibly sexy as Nando’s eyes were locked on her face. He thrusted slower, hands gentle this time, as were his kisses. “Are you gonna cum for me now, Nando?” She hushed as he shuddered, pulling her legs further apart gently.
“Yes.” He hushed with a shaky sigh. “Fuck me like you did before, I fucking loved it.”
“Chica sucia.” (Dirty girl). Nando muttered. “Please, I love it.” She pressed a kiss to his jawline and it was enough for Nando to begin thrusting into her harder than he previously was. The slide of his huge cock inside her wasn’t fathomable, Nando was not surprisingly fucking amazing at this, and when his hand slapped her cheek before pinning against her neck again, they both let out a deep groan, knowing he was nearing his high. “Harder, Nando, fuck! Cum inside me. Fuck, make me all yours, Nando!” As the intensity picked up, so did the noise levels. Nando could no longer choke back the moans as he did before, he was straight up moaning and wasn’t ashamed about it. He fucked Y/n deeper, harder, faster into the mattress fists clenched as his whole body began to shake again, tense and almost bursting for release. “Please.” He hushed to nobody in particular, growling as he gripped at the bed sheets harder. “Yes, yes, yes, cum for me!” Oh fuck. Nando couldn’t control it any longer, he lost all control and felt himself beginning to cum deep inside her. His orgasm was so good he collapsed on top of her, letting out a groan with each rope of cum he shot deep inside her. “Oh my god, oh- fuck, Nando.” She hushed, fingers grazing down his neck as he shuddered again, rocking his hips ever so gently to milk the last of her pleasure. Only when he came back to earth did he notice the slight redness forming around her neck, Nando sighed, lips immediately pressing to the area. “I’m sorry, was that too much?” “No, not at all. I loved it… are you ok now?” She smiled, kissing his temple lovingly. “So much better.”
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mommypieck · 1 year
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⌗︙・aot boys x too big ⸜⸜・
request by anon: I love the theme omgggg!!I literally started jumping in joy. Anyway... Can I request aot guys headcanons. You can write whatever you like, be a little creative
dear anon, i had no idea if you wanted nsfw headcanons but please take this :))
eren
erens thrusts are merciless as he rams into your warm hole. he adores how beautiful you look under his body - powerless and adorable.
" 'ren, too big." you moan, holding onto erens arms ad he continues thrusting in. he smirks at that, clearly loving thr power dynamic.
"oh yeah, be a good girl and take it." he says, not giving you any rest. his hand finds your neck and he presses lightly, cutting air out of you. he loves how your body bounces with his every thrust and he loves the moans you let out. he's so deep inside of you and you can feel his thrusts in every inch of your body.
"you feel so good." he moans, letting you know that he enjoys it as much as you do.
"fuck baby, you take me so well."
armin
"you're a one whining baby, aren't you?" his thrusts are deep and hard. you try to answer but your voice is concealed by your own moans. armin smiles at that, he has you wrapped around his finger and he knows it.
"big... too big." you manage to squeak out in between moans. his thrusts still for a moment, "too big, baby? i think you take more."
his thrusts begin again but this time with more force. he's slow but you can feel his tip kissing your cervix with every thrust. your walls squeeze his cock as you try your best not to cum from how good hr fucks you. his one hand holds both of your hands down while his other toys with your clit.
"look how much you can take, sweetheart."
jean
"im sorry, sweetheart. i just can't." he presses in harder, slowly slipping inside your tiny hole.
"you feel too good." he groans into your shoulder, his thrusts becoming faster and faster. you wrap your legs around his middle, despite how big he feel, you need to have him deeper. you can feel yourself getting wetter with every snap of hips he makes.
"you're too big." you moan out, making jean chuckle in delight. he knows he's big and he doesn't want to hurt you, but he needs this and your pussy makes him feel too good to stop.
"im sorry,baby." he says as he leaves a kiss to your lips. his body is flushed against yours but his thrusts still hard. he tries his best to praise you in between his thrusts but you can see how fucked out he is, basically muttering nonsense.
"just a bit more, baby. just a bit more."
connie
"too big, daddy. too big." you whines as connie fucks you from behind. his hands are on your ass and you can see your reflection in the mirror in front of you.
"what? you can't take it?" he chuckles behind you, not stopping his thrusts. he can't help but to feel confident, this is the first time you complimented his size. his hands grab your hips, helping you to bounce against him. your face falls into the pillow, but connie is quick to help you back up. he grabs your torso, holding it against his, still thrusting inside of you. his hand travels to your clit as he strokes the bud at the same time with his thrusts. he loves how wet your pussy is from his cock.
"i think with how wet you are, you can take this cock without any problem."
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eccentricwritingbaby · 8 months
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baby, incoming!
carlos sainz x fem!singer!reader
summary - you and carlos have been married for over a year now and you’ve gone MIA. what could be the reason? new music or a new beginning? maybe both?
fc - emrata
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“and you’re sure you’ll be alright while i’m gone, mi amor?” carlos asks you for what feels like the hundredth time as he is packing up his suitcase. you sigh, walking out of your shared closet and placing another one of his clean ferrari polos into the suitcase and then heading to take a seat on the bed next to his luggage.
“quierdo, soy perfecto. i am pregnant, not dying. now please stop worrying about me while your parents as well as mine stay down the street. i am not alone, mi amor, and you are my first call if anything happens,” carlos listens carefully as he forgets about packing momentarily to come stand between your legs that were dangling off the bed, you reach out as he moves closer to hold both of his hands in yours in order for him to receive the message fully, “porfa, i will be fine just like i have been before,”
carlos gives a quick squeeze to your hands and a brief kiss on your forehead as he soaks in the words he was just told, “yo sé, cariño. i just hate missing everything and leaving you while you need me,” the guilty, solemn look on his face is enough for you to quickly stand, remove his hands from yours and wrap your arms tight around him.
he reciprocates the hug quickly with his hands finding your waist with a firm grip, “mi amor you've been there for me constantly and will be there for our baby once they come; besides me being stuck at home will finally give me an excuse to finish out my album so you have no reason to feel guilty,” you slowly loosen your grip in order to look into his warm, inviting eyes yet his hands never leave your waist.
he gives you a short kiss and then begins to speak up once more, “i just wish we could announce you’re pregnant already so that i could be with you, i hate being apart already and this just makes it harder,” he leans his forehead on yours as his hands disappear from your waist in order to lightly begin caressing your small yet prominent bump, “i know, my love, but my manager would kill me if she could not find a way to make one short announcement work in my albums favor, even if it means capitalizing on my baby,” you say with a short laugh.
carlos just smiles on with you by saying, “welcome to hollywood,” there is then a small kiss, a finished packing job, a sad goodbye and then a long plane ride for carlos as he arrives for the mexico grand prix. 
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carlossainz_fanpage looks like carlos is riding solo again, now for the mexican gp … trouble in paradise? new music? baby bump? who knows but i miss our mother
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you had already received a text from carlos telling you that he landed and was heading to his hotel and then the paddock and he would call you later.
something about his words earlier had been sticking with you all day in the back of your head, ‘i hate being apart already and this just makes it harder’.
you and carlos had known each other before the fame with your parents being friends and the both of you have dated throughout it. you rarely were apart as you would go to almost all his races and travel with him and in turn during his breaks you would tour and he would tag right along. it had always worked beautifully since the flexibility of your job allowed you to work from ultimately anywhere, therefore why not spend it following and being with the love of your life? the distance from carlos was difficult, not even remotely from distrust or anything negative, just the simplicity of missing out.
you made a fast but firm decision and began to pack a bag. you gave a quick call to your mother in law informing her of your plan and letting her know you’d be by soon to drop off the dogs and then she began to insist she even drive you to the airport.
she has always loved you like a daughter for as long as you and carlos have been together claiming ‘she is just so good for him, no sé’.
then there is a quick flight, a large hoodie thrown on, and a pregnant y/n waiting right outside carlos’ hotel door.
your hand is brought up and with a sharp knock you stand still simply waiting. carlos takes a minute to open the door and as he does his eyes immediately light up, “y/n!” he makes haste to pull you into his room and into his arms immediately, “qué haces aquí?”
“ay! you’re asking me what i’m doing here instead of a long i love you my beautiful wife thank you for coming,” you mock and joke as he continues to rock you back and forth in his hold.
“lo siento, amor, gracias para coming all this way,” he leans back to look into your eyes while one of his hands finds its way to your bump,
“i was just confused because everyone is going to see, no?” he continues. you nod and begin to laugh while saying, “to be completely honest, carlos, i dont give a fuck. my fans will either buy my album or won't, it doesn't depend on our child. and i for sure am not going to miss out on seeing you race or rob you from any papi/baby time just for a stupid album,” he listens to you speak while his eyes begin to glisten over with happiness, “y/n, i’m so happy porfa can we post now so that i can take you out to a nice dinner and we can actually be people again,” he finishes off his sentence with a laugh.
you just simply smile, nod and give him his answer in a long-awaited passionate kiss. “gracias dios,” he whispers against your lips with a small sigh as you just let out a giggle.
you were a bit nervous before but now after being with carlos and seeing his relief you know you made the right decision. 
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yourusername and carlossainz55 baby sainz coming soon <3
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down bad with rafe cameron omgggg
"fuck it, i was in love" | poetic prompts | warnings: mentions of rafe beating someone up bc he's down bad and drunk
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"rafe," you sighed, in disappointment again.
this wasn't the first time he's shown up at your door step, bloody knuckles, dirty shirt, with alcohol on his breath. at this point is was at least once a month.
but, it's not like he could go home like this, because he doesn't have anyone there to take care of him like you do. you've given him a key to the place you rent that's not too far from tannyhill. he appreciates it, more than he has the vocabulary to describe.
"why do you do this?" you asked; you ask it every time. you get out the first aid kid, clean his cuts that just got healed, and you think to yourself why he's doing this. "they should ban you from bars if all you're gonna do is pick fights. i don't understand, you've got such a hot temper and-"
"fuck it, i was in love." he cuts you off, his mouth barely open when he speaks. his eyes were blown and his hand was lightly twitching. his words make you stop what you're doing, stare deep into his soul with his admission. "fuckin' loser kept...kept talking about you. didn't like what he was saying so i knocked his teeth in. then i told him he's a poor nobody who doesn't have a right to talk about the woman i love."
a grin came across his lips when he talked, recalling the memory of the satisfaction he felt just an hour ago. even though he's tipsy, and he's getting more drunk by the minute, he is very aware of what he is saying. he knows exactly what is coming out of his mouth with every syllable that rolls off his tongue.
"when're you gonna go out with me, y/n?"
"no- you can't just say you love me then say that- what the fuck rafe?" you take his other hand in yours and aggressively wipe the alcohol pad over his cuts making him hiss, pulling it back toward his chest.
"m'sorry i'm just now telling you." he mumbles, looking down at his lap. "i've been down bad for a long time. nobody treats me like you do."
a grin comes to your lips and you feel a million little butterflies flying around in your stomach. "i love you too. took you long enough to tell me, rafe."
he chuckles, looking up at you and letting you finish cleaning his cuts. he watches how you tenderly bandage him, just like every time before. "promise me you won't go do this again?" you stick up your pinkie and he wraps his own around yours.
"i'll try my best." he pulls your hand in and he places a delicate kiss atop your hand, placing it on his cheek. "so about that date?"
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