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@maraudersbitchesassemble
NAVIGATION
Hello! So i wanted to make one of those introductory posts and so i did!
About me
Here's my Masterlist
Matching theme with @nerdreader 🎀✨
I majorly write about RRR and Dhurandhar but I am open to taking requests for SitaRamam, The Marauders and Marvel (Avengers and X men)
Homophobes, Transphobes, Fatphobes, just overall shitty people and NSFW blogs DNI.
This one is on @zaddylokiandthorsimp 's request.
Ram × Reader, Bheem × Sister!reader
This is my first time writing smut so I'm sorry if it's not what you wanted. I also wrote this at like 4 am so bare with me on the spelling errors.
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I was talking to Seetha when I saw Anna and Ram coming towards us.
"Let's go, ladies. The food is ready." Ram said as he came closer and kissed my cheek, his beard brushing against my jawline.
"Ram! Anna's right here!" I scolded him, slapping away his hand that was about to be wrapped around my waist but Anna was quick to say, "Are Chinnamaa, don't scold bhaiyya for showing his affection for you. Let's go and eat before the food gets cold. Come on."
As we sat at the table, Anna at the head of the table, me to his left, Seetha to Anna's right and Ram beside me, and seeing as Anna wanted us to show affection and that I had to get back at Ram for teasing me last night (enter naughty thoughts here), I decided to tease Ram right now.
I started by keeping my hand on his thigh but he did not seem to notice.
I slowly started sliding my hand up and I felt his gaze on me but kept talking to the other both at the table as if i wasn't doing anything. I just kept sliding my hand until I reached his crotch and then slowly started to rub my hand along his shaft.
"What are you doing, Priya? Looks like the punishment you got last night wasn't quite enough, was it?" He whispered to me, his voice a bit raspy.
"Just getting back at you" I said, a smirk on my face. My hand pressing down on his now prominent erection.
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We got home and as soon as we were inside, the front door shut with a loud thud and I was pushed up against it.
"Ready for your punishment, Sweetheart?" Ram whispered into my ear in a mock sweet tone as I tried to get my hands out of his tight grip but he pinned them above my head.
He pushed his hand into my skirt and lightly traced his hand over the exact spot I wanted him to touch. "Oh, you're so wet just from teasing me!"
He pulled his hand out and picked me up, walking towards the bedroom.
He sat down at the edge of the bed with me still in his lap.
"So, what do you think I should do with you? Hmm?" He whispered to me, his lips brushing agaist my earlobe, causing me to moan out load.
"Fuck" He groaned and I sucked in a breath.
"Remove your clothes and lie down on the bed." He ordered, "And don't look at me with those pretty doe-eyes, darling, I know you enjoy being punished."
I bit my lip and got up to undress as I heard him open the almirah and pull something out from the bottom compartment.
I lay down on my back as he stood at the foot of the bed, still fully dressed a rope in his hand.
"So, so gorgeous. I regret having to punish you, love, but my dumb little baby doesn't seem to regret teasing me, huh?" He climbed up on top of me and sat with his legs of the sides of my hip.
"What are you doing, Ram?" I asked but he looked at me with a "Shut up or I'll increase your punishment" look and I quit talking.
He took my hands and tied them to the bedframe, loose enough to not hurt me but tight enough to not let me move.
"Now, I'm going to have my dessert and no, you don't get to cum." He said and my eyes widened as I pleaded, "Ram, please-"
"Shhhhh" He sat down on his knees on the floor near the foot of the bed, resting my legs on his shoulders, hungrily gazing at my pussy.
He began kissing the tender skin of my inner thighs, drawing torturously slow circles on my clit, teasing me.
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It had now been god knows how much time since he started. He had brought me to the edge several times but each time stopped just before I could fall of the edge and have what i now was desperate for. My legs were shaking uncontrollably, making my anklets produce melodious music which seemed to match the sounds being produced from my mouth.
"Ra- Ram please." I chocked out as i sobbed.
"Awww, is my dumb baby crying? Does she want to cum?" He said in tone of mock concern, with an exaggerated pout on his lips, which glistened from my juices.
I quickly nodded in a yes, my brain now fuzzy from all the teasing, an orgasm the only thing on my mind.
He pulled away from me before whispering "Cum for me" and then diving back in.
It didn't even take a second before I fell over the edge and got the sweet-sweet release i craved. My eyes closed tight and my jaw slack, it took me sometime to realise that Ram hadn't stopped.
"Ram." I cried out, "I'm sensitive"
He didn't reply but kept going at it. My fuzzy brain finally comprehended that he wasn't done with the punishment, he had chosen another punishment.
"Ram! OH MY GOD! Ram! Pleaseeee. I'm sorry." I tried moving my legs off of his shoulder but he didn't budge.
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After I'd had about 4 more really powerful orgasms, he finally stopped and got up. He climbed up and caressed my cheek with his hand as he lovingly whispered, "Did I go overboard with it? I'm so sorry if I did. I'm going to take good care of you now."
He untied my hands and was about to lift me up when I stopped him, "Ram, wait. You didn't get to cum."
"That's okay, love. You are more important than some stupid orgasm. I know you must be tired. Let's get you cleaned up now." He said as he turned to go into the bathroom but I caught his wrist.
"I would have used my safe-word if it was too much. Come here now."
"But-" he began but I cut him off by pulling him down and kissing him. I put one arm around his neck, the other caressing the side of his cheek, his hands on my waist.
"I was a good girl while taking my punishment, right? Now I want you to fuck me. Please" I said with the puppy dog eyes I knew he couldn't resist.
He thought for a moment before giving in and starting to unbutton his shirt, slowly.
I quickly got up and sat on my knees on the bed, ripping his shirt off.
"Can't seem to get enough of me, can you?" He said with a smirk, his cocky, dominant side coming into action again.
He quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock. It always surprised me how he would fit inside me.
"Quit the staring and lie down." I was brought out of my trance and quickly followed his order.
He got on top of me, one hand holding him up as with the other he grabbed his dick and rubbed it over my folds to lubricate it.
'You ready?" He asked as I nodded and he finally pushed in.
His rhythm slow at first but quickly becoming fast. After about a few thrusts, I felt him twitch inside me, a sign that he was going to come. He usually lasted way longer but in teasing me, he had teased himself too.
"Ram. Fuck. You're huge! Ugh." I moaned as I felt his thrusts getting sloppier.
"Where do you want me to cum?" He asked as I felt my sixth orgasm approach me as well.
"I want you to cum in me! Wanna get nice and round with your baby!" I whispered into his ear and that seemed to do it for him as I felt his cum shoot into me. He was gonna pull out but I stopped him.
"Just stay inside me for a while" I requested him and he hummed and moved so that I was laying on top of him.
Gonna tag the other RRR simps 💞
@lil-stark @manwalaage @contemporarykafka @rambheem-is-real @gauri-vishalakshi @itsfookingloosah @eremin0109 @winiwee @how-is-it-in-london @thewinchestergirl1208 @mayuriebubblie
I'm being unhinged here putting this on main but uh-
I didn't know having these many, was actually possible.
@crankybarbarian might've just broken my brain and my back
I now realise why people don’t finish their 67 drafts even though it is half written and can be finished in a day.
SANE PINCH 😭
this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies
We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks
Do not like
Keep. Reblogging.
If we reblog enough we could save it
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how did this lose over 5k notes
I’m glad we cost Yahoo 2 billion dollars.
it’s like a perfectly preserved body at Pompei
Finding this on my normal dash is like taking a stroll through the Park and suddently stumbeling upon the Codex Hammurabi just lying there.
Real.
UGH I can’t believe they r doing this I just hope the filtering works properly and doesn’t delete any authors work
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
World Heritage Post
Maine aajtak Dhurandar 2 nahi dekha...will desiblr accept me
Bhai tf why haven't you-
people will say “they’re only friends” and then show me two people who would crawl through broken glass to hear the other laugh once. two people who have memorized each other’s coffee orders, fears, childhood stories, and emergency contacts. two people who would haunt each other’s houses as ghosts. be serious.
Just an FYI—the original intention of this post was to challenge the way people say only friends, as though friendship is somehow lesser than other forms of love. As if being deeply known, cherished, and chosen by another person could ever be a small thing. Normalize profound platonic love. Some of the most fulfilling, transformative, and enduring relationships we will ever have are friendships. 🫶🏼
”‘Just’ friendship? A poor modifier for so high and honorable a state.”
Rehman: Ae meri Zohra jabeen, tujhe malum nahi, tu abhi tak hai haseen aur main jawan. Tujhpe qurban meri jaan meri jaan.
Ulfat: (Remembering the last time Rehman sang this song which resulted in Rehmat — who was currently playing with her brothers)
Ulfat: (Quickly stepping back with a nervous laugh)
Bas kijiye Rehman, is jawan-mizaji ko zara thamiye, Khuda ke liye, ab ghar mein bacchon ki ginti mat badhaiye!
Naieen probably thinking in his mind: Jawaani ki din toh mere hai lekin. Dada banne ki umar mein Abbu banna chahte hain ye 😭
I accidently sent a blouse inspiration pics to my ex :=(
@maraudersbitchesassemble we need to talk asap
Holy shit what happened 😭
I have had a Rehman dakait fanfiction in mind ever since I saw the movie BUT IDK IF I SHOULD WRITE IT 😭😭😭
I have a huggggeeeee thing for hard dangerous men who become vulnerable when they get a lil sick.
Like imagine a grown man, who is known for being dangerous and scary, getting sick and you take care of them LIKE AAAAAAAAAAA ITS SO HOT TO MEEEE 🤤
SOOOO.. I think you get the idea of what im trynna say.. should I write it? 😛
But I fear it will have lots of parts cuz I have a lot on my mind to write. So would yall like to read a fanfiction that big?
YES PLEASE
As a writer, when you decide a plot in mind, you do research, you gather information, you set the character personalities. Thousands of ideas surge through your mind. You write them down, make proper story notes, you put time and efforts to sort them out, eliminate some of them, scratch your brain to connect those plots and ideas into a sequence.
After sometime, you have proper blueprint of your story, a well built environment and characters, but when you open your draft to weave them in a story, you suddenly feel black.
How to start it? Will it look cliche? Is the plot even good? Am I actually adding these events properly or it is clear just in my mind? What should be my starting line? A dialogue? An introduction of character? An introduction of environment? Or it should be a feeling? What the fuck should I write now? Should I just leave it?
It's so frustrating that idea and plot and everything is so crystal clear in your mind but you are feeling stuck to write it out!
Is it just me or every writer feel this???
I feel this in my bones 😭
The way akshaye khanna has full potential of turning into indian shawn hatosy but he's just too chronically offline 😭
@tojisloft babe thots??
This is so true 😭
No yaaar this is cheating , ek purush ka identity sirf uska pasandida aurat nahi hona chahiye 😭😭😭
Sirf pasandida aurat hona chahiye Aisa kab bola meine bhai???
I said, it CAN be one way to identify a man.
I'm not getting attention from my girlfriend. What should I do?
Nautanki kahin ka 😭
"sita mahalakshmi's husband"
Just wrote Ram bro 😭😭😭 he has his own identity
Ek purush ki pehchaan uske jeevan ke mahatvapurn stree se hi hoti hai
Jab Bhagwaan Ram ko Siyavar kehte hai
Toh ye Ram bhi Sita Mahalakshmi's husband ho hi sakta hai
Look, I made a collection of Fandom cakes that I found!
I like cake.
What about Homestuck.
Homestucks aren’t sorry.
Children born when this post was made will be in the sixth grade this year
Children born when this post was made are now allowed to create a tumblr account.
@hellsite-hall-of-fame
Rehman x Reader ka smut post krdungi aaj
Here's to hoping it will perform better than the previous Rehman fic. WHERE ARE MY REHMAN GIRLIES???
Sabke daddy issues fix hogye kya😭
HERE HERE CAPTAIN.
