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she/her 16+ blog. One-shot content | Mostly Marvel ! new :)

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currently writing for: mcu , dc , tlou, wicked, stranger things, tvd.

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how writing fanfiction sounds like when i should be studying for my exam

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୨ৎ CLARK KENT — smuts work in progress . . . — nsfw drabbles work in progress . . . — headcanons "clark kent who..." nsfw. "clark kent's kinks" nsfw. — sfw work in progress . . .

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES PRESENTS ; pairing: tony stark x reader synopsis: when you ask to split the bill, tony is left with no choice but to show you how dates usually go. cw: sfw!!! short blurb, age gap if you squint reallyyy hard. navigation | masterlist | request form

tony was a wealthy guy, to say the least. so naturally, when the both of you started dating, he insisted on taking you to the most lavish restaurant in new york. You were worried, of course— you were surviving on a mere assistant salary, and far too nervous to ask tony to pick some place little less lavish. which is how you ended up where you were now—sat in a dimly lit restaurant, a candle flickering between the two of you, and soft jazz music playing in the background. you wore a simple, sleeveless burgundy satin mock dress, paired with matching open-toe heels. despite how comforting the place looked, you found it hard to relax your tense shoulders. it felt like you were somewhere you weren’t supposed to be. tony, on the other hand, seemed entirely at home—his fork and knife working simultaneously on his steak as he talked, as if this kind of place was just another ‘nice place’ to him. you smiled and laughed when you were supposed to, nodding along as he spoke, even finding yourself admiring him while he rambled on about whatever was currently bothering him in his super-hero life. however, your thoughts kept drifting to the numbers you didn’t want to imagine. still, the night was nice—really nice, actually. warm, easy, filled with soft conversations and stolen glances that made your heart flutter like a teenage girl. by the time the desert plate you and tony had shared was cleared and the candle had burned low, you realized how late it had gotten. most of the other diners had already left, leaving the restaurant half-empty compared to when you’d first arrived. the waiter returned with the bill, setting it neatly on the table between you. you hesitated for only a second before reaching for your bag. “hey,” you said lightly, “should we split it 50/50?” tony shot you a look of pure shock, “what?” the confusion on his face was evident, you’d never seen it before. “the bill, tony,” you reiterated softly, “we’ll split it between us.” “i thought this was a date.” he asked. you nodded, “well, yea… i’m just saying—” “are we on a date or not?” he asked again, his hands crossed on top of the table now. “we are on a date tony, i’m just asking if we should split it 50—” “if i hear 50/50 one more time, i swear i’ll do something very bad.” “i’m… sorry?” you muttered, clearly puzzled. tony stared at you for a moment before his expression shifted—his shock melting into something softer, almost amused. He let out a quiet breath, shaking his head. “i didn’t mean that like a threat.” he said, his voice gentler now. he reached across the table, closing your bag before you could fully open it. “this was my idea. i am taking you out.” you hesitated, not quiet sure what to say. “i thought it was normal, i mean, every date i’ve been on has been 50/50.” tony was baffled. he was raised to always pay on a date, that’s just how it was. maybe because he’d grown up with money practically spilling out of his pockets, or maybe it was simply the norm back in his days, but splitting the bill was a concept he just couldn’t wrap his head around. “those weren't dates then,” he simply said, casually slipping his card into the server book like it was the most obvious thing ever. “this is a date.” he continued, a small smile tugging at his lips.

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST ; more characters will be added!

୨ৎ STEVE HARRINGTON — smuts work in progress . . . — nsfw drabbles "canon big dick!steve" — headcanons work in progress . . . — sfw work in progress . . .

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES PRESENTS ; pairing: steve harrington x reader cw: nsfw! canon bigdick!steve, unprotected piv, creampie, rough sex, pet names, choking, praise dirty talk, semi public sex, quickie, vol 2 spoilers (?), not proofread i'm lazy, very quick drabble in honor of canon big dick steve. tags: @sarahlizbeth070 , @eddiesweetgirl , @jjwritesabtfictionalmen navigation | masterlist | request form

“steve hears that all the time but he still goes in, don’t ya steve?” robin said. you of all people knew she wasn’t joking. so there you were, pressed over the bathroom counter, fingers turning white as they clung on to dear life, cunt stretched around his cock. you were fucked out of your mind, unable to even think straight. steve’s hands gripped onto your hips as he rammed into your sore cunt, with each thrust came a huffed groan from him. “oh god—y’r doing so good for me” he muttered into your ear, quieter than he usually would. considering the group outside who could start banging on the door at any moment, and you wouldn’t wanna get caught being ruined by your boyfriend just moments before the world ends, would you? steve’s hand reached for your throat, wrapping around your neck as he tightened his grip firmly, though not enough to cut off your air. you very lazily glanced at yourself in the mirror before you, half-lidded eyes, disheveled hair, and bra pushed down to your stomach, leaving your plump breasts exposes, and nipples hardened, and slightly pained. to say you were a mess was an understatement, but that’s how it always was with steve. “mmh—fuuck… stevie no more, they’re gonna hear me…” you manage to whisper in between moans. “only if you keep whining like that they will, stay quiet for me won’t you, baby?” he says, his other hand moved to cover your mouth, pulling your body against his, your back now pressed against his bare chest. his mouth parted, eyes locked on your reflection in the mirror while your muffled sobs were swallowed beneath his hand. your ass rippled against his hips, filling the room with quiet slapping sounds. “hey steve are you done in there, you’re not the only one who needs to use the bathroom!” murray’s voice echoed in the hallway as he hammered on the bathroom door. your eyes widened in panic, yet steve couldn’t stop, his pace only quickened, turning sloppier as he grew close to his climax. “y-yea—fuck, just give me a damn minute!” he yelled back, stuttering over his words. you could hear murray grumble a snarky reply, before his footsteps faded away. you knew you had to finish fast before the others caught onto what was going on. your eyes blurred again as steve started kissing your neck from behind, his hand letting go of your throat, now rubbing harsh circles around your swollen clit. you cunt was now clenching around his cock even tighter than before, if that were even possible, signaling to steve you were almost there. “where d’ya want it, sweetheart?” he huffed into your ear, “i-inside” you muttered back, forcing your voice as quiet as you could manage. “atta girl”. . . . you and steve got dressed as quickly as possible, agreeing to leave the washroom separately to avoid any suspicions from the group, however, that plan didn’t last long once steve swung the door open, only to find murray waiting outside with a smug grin plastered across his face. “you two lovebirds had fun in there?”

tumblr girlies going crazy over canon big dick steve is so funny to me. anyways... final episode tmrw... im genuinely fucking scared. i just noticed i haven't posted since october oops. pls request thanks

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES PRESENTS ; Ab riding Bob Reynolds pairing: bob reynolds x reader cw: nsfw!!! ab riding, mommy kink, no p in v, humping, coming untouched, bottom!bob. VERY BADLY WRITTEN!!!! NOT PROOFREAD!!! navigation | masterlist | request form

your knees are on either side of his hips, straddling him, and he's laying flat on his back—hair messy, face flushed red, and his hands holding onto your waist for dear life. your slick, throbbing heat pressed right against his toned abs, slowly rubbing against the ridges of his muscles, your hips moving rhythmically. bob's gaze flicked between your lower body as it grinded against him to your face, watching you as if you were a goddess, not the other way around. you look down at him, grinning lazily, a mewl escaping your pillowy lips. "you like that, baby?" you say, voice wrecked. he nods eagerly, eyes wide, gripping your waist harder before hesitantly creeping lower. you lean closer to the side of his face, "use your words, baby." you murmur, "yes—mmh—mommy, feels so good—" he stutters, unable to form a coherent sentence, completely entranced by the way you moved against his stomach. you bite your lips, and rock forward, now faster—desperately trying to reach your orgasm. you were moaning, gripping onto bob's shoulders. he was a whimpering mess under you, you hadn't even took his boxers off, haven't touch him, yet he was still whining, getting close to his climax simply by the sight of you using him as you pleased. "oh—fuck, you're so good for mommy, isn't that right?" you groaned, admiring the swooning boy below you, "answer me.""mmhh—i'm your good boy—" he groaned, abs clenching, as his hips jerked upwards, coming untouched, his load transparent from his soaking boxers. you continued grinding, now moaning louder, "look at how you make me feel bob—fuck!" you gasped, thighs quivering, your body convulsing as you got closer to your climax. your back was arched, clit swollen from rutting against his abs. with one last sob, you came all over him, chest heaving. he was looking straight into your eyes, his breathe still uneven, now a little drool dripping from his mouth. you leaned down, enveloping his slightly cracked lips in sloppy kiss. "so good, just for me."

the lioness does not concern herself with badly written smut. i promise ill post something better soon guys (pls req smth i have no inspo)

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୨ৎ Fuck like a soldat

ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES PRESENTS ; pairing: bucky barnes x reader synopsis: no matter how much time has passed, bucky still fucks like he's the winter soldier. cw: nsfw!!!! porn with no plot, rough sex, riding, piv (unprotected), praise dirty talk, pet names (doll, attagirl, darling, baby), established relationship, dom!bucky, choking, creampie, breeding. navigation | masterlist | request form

“fuck, darling,” he muttered against your lips. you moaned into the kiss, nails clawing into bucky’s back. each thrust came harder than the last, eager to please you as much as possible. he pulls back, staring at your tear stained cheeks, drool slipping from your mouth. you were a mess—unable to form coherent sentences, simply being fucked dumb, taking him whole, being stretched out to the brim as he whispers all types of profanities in your ear. “mmfh—taking me me so well, doll,” he murmurs, breathe uneven, messy, desperate, “god baby— so tight.” “oh—buck, right there!” you cry out, a knot forming inside your stomach. his thumb started circling on your swollen clit, driving you over the edge as you come over his cock with a high-pitched sob. “i’m not done with you yet, baby.” he says, wasting no time in flipping you over, setting you on his lap as he leans back on the plush pillow behind him. your hands pressed on his chest, and carefully, you slide down on his cock, a mewl escaping your lips, “fuuuuckkk…” he grunts, “atta girl, just like that.” his calloused hands gripped your waist tightly, grinding you against him. his lips were slightly parted, panting heavily as he picked up the pace. bucky was pounding into you with feral force, each thrust emitting a grunt. “look at you… takin’ my cock like a good girl,” he moaned, his mouth falling open even wider now. your ass rippled against his hips, filling he room with obscene sounds, each slap mixed with the squelch of cum spilling out of your already used hole, forming a thick ring at the base of his dick. your whole body was trembling, you’ve lost count of how many times you came already—your pussy dripping and gushing around him, but he never stops, just keeps rutting at the same sadistic pace. “b-buckyyy!” it rips out of your throat like a sob, you couldn’t even speak properly. back arching slightly, trying to escape his thrusts. he held you even firmer, pulling you back, “stay still.” he huffs, dragging you back onto his cock. you give stifled cry in response, “too much bucky—too much!” his hands stretched out to your neck, squeezing it tightly, while being careful not to cause you any harm. his hips kept slamming into you with his seemingly endless stamina, each thrust drawing out a lewd moan from you, as you sputter out brainless rambles of ‘fuck!’ and ‘too much!’. the closer he got to his orgasm, the tighter his grip on your neck, making you squeeze around his cock. his thrusts got faster, rougher. “you can take it, i know you can.” he encourages hoarsely, before enveloping your lips in a filthy, messy, opened-mouth kiss. “I’m coming baby… fuckkkk,” he loudly sighed, pumping a few more times into you before finally releasing his hold from your neck. your cunt was pulsating, dripping with even more cum now. “you were so good for me, doll.” he exhaled, before the bed started creaking all over again.

me writing this:

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES PRESENTS ; Clark Kent kink headcanons anonymous request. pairing: Clark Kent x fem!reader cw: nsfw!!! porn with no (?) plot, somnophilia, edging, oral (f receiving), physical restraints, pet names, sub!clark (we love to see it), thighjob, size kink, breeding. navigation | masterlist | request form

Clark Kent would be the type to come home late from the daily planet, hair disheveled, glasses crooked, and shirt two-buttons undone, simply in the mood to hold you so tight and take out all of his stress into you. this happens once every few weeks, Clark would slip into bed, already slipping off his belt, followed by the swift sound of his zipper. he'd take his time roaming your body with his hands, before slipping his fingers into the waistband of your underwear, waiting for any indication you may be awake. once he's sure you're completely dozed off, he would slowly, but surely, pull your panties down, revealing your wet cunt. and as much as he wants to be patient, slow, careful—the throbbing bulge in his boxers, with precum leaking out doesn't allow him to. he'd shove into you slowly, one hand caressing your ass, while the other grips the sheets, stopping himself from coming right then and there. slow turns into quick, and his precise thrusts soon grow sloppy, and he doesn't even notice your awake, moaning and crying from the sudden pleasure. Clark Kent is such a sub, and I refuse to think otherwise. while he enjoys holding you down and fucking you senseless at his own pace, he doesn't mind being tied up to the bed-frame, blindfold wrapped around his eyes, and his cock all out and angry, as he begs for you to "Please—Let me cum". totally see him being into edging, the feeling of having to beg pathetically to get what he wants, despite him literally being the superman turns him on more than it should. he would never admit it, but he's a pillow princess. Clark Kent is blessed with his kryptonian genes, making him significantly larger than the average man. big thighs, broad shoulders, large hands, and, well... large in other areas as well. so it is to no one's surprise when i say this man has a raging size kink. he absolutely adores the fact he has to start slow as you get used to his cock stretching you out, how he gets to feel his bulge in your tummy as he pounds into you, muttering all kinds of dirty thing in your ear, "you feel that baby? that's me right there." Clark Kent has horrible pull out game i fear... so as soon as he feels your gummy walls clenching around him, he can't help but release all his load into you. his hips would be trembling as he desperately continues thrusting in your quivering cunt to make sure not a single drop is wasted. safe sex? don't know her... Clark Kent seems like he'd be both a thighs and ass man, but if he had to choose, i do think he'd go for thighs. you'd be cooking in the kitchen, busy in you own world until you feel his arms snake around you, fiddling with the waistband of your pants. and in the blink of an eye, he's thrusting his swollen cock between your thighs, whimpering straight into your ears things like "they feel so good, baby." and "i'm almost there." aside from sex though, he'd probably loves using your thighs as a pillow. Clark Kent would definitely get pussy drunk as soon as gets a taste of it. sucking on your clit as his fingers pump inside you, letting you come all over his face, and still—he'd keep going, fucking your pussy with his tongue even as you try to push him away from how overstimulated you feel. "just one more and i'm done baby, i promise." and even after he says that, he'd still go for another, with the promise of stopping after. Clark would definitely be the type to come in his pants just from eating you out.

to the person who requested this, you're a freak... but me too!

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES MARVEL MASTERLIST ; for marvel fans!

୨ৎ BUCKY BARNES — smuts "fuck like a soldat" after all these years, he still fucks like the winter soldier. — nsfw drabbles work in progress . . . — headcanons work in progress . . .

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୨ৎ BOB REYNOLDS — smuts work in progress . . . — nsfw drabbles "ab riding" — headcanons work in progress . . .

— sfw work in progress . . .

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୨ৎ TONY STARK — smuts work in progress . . . — nsfw drabbles work in progress . . . — headcanons work in progress . . .

— sfw "asking to split the bill with tony" in which tony shows you what a real date is.

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ECLIPSEDIARYWRITES PRESENTS ; Clark Kent headcanons pairing: clark kent x reader cw: nsfw!!! porn with no plot, oral sex (f and m receiving), overstimulation, riding, pet names (baby, good girl, sweetheart), praising kink. navigation | masterlist | request form

Clark Kent who starts slow by giving little kisses to your cunt, one hand gently gripping your thigh, while the other softly rubs your clit. Clark Kent who gets too carried away, and keeps eating you out even after you came multiple times. his large hands steadying your hips from shaking too much from all the orgasms you've had. Clark Kent who fucks you slow at first, taking his time to feel you clench around his cock, whispering in your ear about how good your taking him, and how far he's stretching you out, how you're "being such a good girl for me, sweetheart". Clark Kent who likes to fuck you in missionary to see all the faces you make. who forces you to look at him as he slams into you over and over again at an ungodly speed. Clark Kent who sets you on his lap, thrusting from beneath you with a firm grip on your waist, grinding you against his cock even more. he enjoys making you know that even when you're on top—he still has control. Clark Kent who won't stop even when you're shaking and crying. he can keep going without feeling tired at all, pressing you into the mattress as he pounds into your wet cunt, murmuring things like "just one more baby." and "you can take it." Clark Kent who is very loud in the bedroom, groaning and whimpering. moaning things like "right there, sweetheart." and "you feel so good." Clark Kent who accidentally deepthroats you from how good your mouth feels around his cock. starting slow, with soft tugs at your hair, but quickly becomes needy for more.

firts time writing smut... kinda nervous