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My Masterlist
@marvelsangels
Series = ✨
Oneshot = 💗
Mini Series = 💡
Bucky Barnes
💡 I See The Light Part2
💗 This Is My Goodbye
💗 Pretty little lies
✨ Underworld
Steve Rogers
Peter Parker
💗 I love you, Please dont go
I miss tumblr
AAAAAA I LOVE YOU??? the konig going down on insecure reader, I’ve been looking for something just like that forever but I’ve been to shy to request it to anyone in fear of it sounding wierd😭you’re an angel!! Could you maybe write something with the same trope but with another character, Ghost maybe?🫶🏼
aww, anon🥺 I love you too❤️ you're not weird for requesting something like that, i'm sure a lot of us deal with it and it helps to live vicariously through fiction😂 feel free to request stuff✨✨
Ghost is a little quieter and less demanding about it because he's afraid of pushing your boundaries. he, of all people, know what it's like to have people crossing a line he's not comfortable with and he doesn't want to do that to you.
but he does ask at one point and he hates the way you freeze and shy away from the request. there was a lot of reassuring on his part that he really wants to do this for you more for himself but he doesn't tell you that. it took a lot to get your consent and even then, even when he had your panties on the floor and he was kneeling between your legs, you looked like you were ready to bolt out of the room at any given moment.
he decided, for now, he's not going to tease you and just go for it in case you were going to back out. and it's not because he's selfish and wants to hurt you, no. he wanted to show you how good it can feel and that there's nothing to be afraid or ashamed of.
im going feral at the idea of biker!simon visiting you at work to bring you a little care package when you sent him a quick message, saying how tired you are :(
"hey, sunshine?" rosie asks as she stops by your desk. "someone's here askin' for you."
you would've jolted in panic at the unexpected summoning but rosie is cheekily grinning at you, her dimpled smile making her look a whole lot brighter, her exhaustion for the day easing off just a bit.
it makes you smile back.
"oh?" you say, standing up from your desk and following her towards the breakroom. "is it my prince charming?"
"i'd love to think so." you didn't expect the familiar drawl of simon's voice and you startle, whipping to face him, your eyes wide in surprise as a gasp punches itself from your lungs.
rosie slips from your mind altogether.
"hey, baby," simon greets when you remained unmoving, too stunned to know how to act. rosie giggles from behind you before hearing the familiar patter of her feet as she leaves, giving the two of you space.
"why're you here?" you finally get to respond, holding onto your excitement as you rove your eyes over your lover, cataloguing the box held in one of his hands and his helmet in the other. he must've driven here directly from the shop.
"you said you weren't feeling too good so i'm here to drop off some goodies." he shrugs as he closes the distance between the two of you before presenting you the box. you take it with trembling hands. "it ain't much but i hope it's enough to last you 'till later in the afternoon, and i promise: we'll do all that you want, yeah?"
he reaches forward to brush your hair away from your face, huffing a fond smile when he catches the way you sniffle. you're still not used to being spoiled and simon adores your shy reactions – eyes ducking away to hide from his, your teeth trapping your bottom lip to nibble on. he hopes one day you will shake away the shyness and start demanding from him. start being confident in what it is that you want.
(you can even ask simon for the stars and he won't find it unreasonable; he will claw his way into the heavens and pluck them out for you. sometimes it terrifies him how you make him feel a love so strong, it triumphs over anything and everything. but often times, simon basks in it. basks in the way his love for you overflows until it creates a crashing tide, ready to sweep him away.)
"thank you," you whisper as you slot yourself in his arms, hiding your face on his chest, breathing in the leather. you sigh wistfully when you feel him pat your head, reassuring. caring. loving.
simon kisses the top of your head. "it's no problem at all, love." he smiles down at you when you pull back just enough to stand on your tiptoes and peck him on his lips. "i'll see you later, yeah?"
you nod, falling back into his arms.
("jesus, sunshine. that is one big boy," rosie says as the two of you watch simon walk out of the office, his unmistakable bulk stark against all the exhausted office workers ambling about.
you giggle. "yeah. my big boy.")
i've been thinking a lot about this ghost x fem!reader smut drabble where he makes you look at yourself in the mirror while he fucks you and well, consider this a part two.
warnings: smut (minors dni thanksssss) fem!reader, mirror sex (obvi) Simon is very teasing.... a lot of praise
here's my masterlist if you want more....
Soon enough, the lone mirror on the bedroom wall wasn't enough for Simon. You had accidentally led a horse to water and he would not stop drinking.
He made good use of the mirror in the bedroom, but it wasn't uncommon to find yourself bent over the bathroom counter, face mere inches away from a mirror fogged up by the shower the two of you had taken together. It was like some primal need developed in Simon, and he fucked you with such passion it left your mind reeling.
But things really changed when a mirror was installed on the ceiling over the bed.
Feel free to ignore this-
What about husband!Simon Riley who has a lactation kink 🤭
Having sex with him for the first time after giving birth and accidentally sucking some warm, sweet milk from readers plushy breasts </3
OHHHY MYYYYY GOODD IM GARLGING FROM YESNESS
hands squishing and kneading the dough of your tummy, cock gently rutting into you in fear of injuring you, mouth peppering kisses along your collarbone.
MW2 Reaction To You Panty-Flashing Them
Warnings: Implied Smut, Mean! MW2, Dominant! MW2, Victim/Reader Blaming, Slut-Shaming, Reader Getting Pimped Out, Mention of a Leash, Allusions to Injury, Mentions of Blood, Petnames, Profanity, No Pronouns Used For Reader Except ‘You’.
Ghost
Ghost is a territorial man. So seeing you flash not only him but Johnny as well made something in him simmer.
It wasn’t rage, for this little accident, regardless of how intentional it was, was not your fault. If he had to place it, he’d attribute it to…
Lust.
As was evident in how he excused himself from the gathering of the 141 and Los Vaqueros in your living room, grabbing you by your arm.
He stowed you away. Dragged you to a desolate laundry room and gripped you by your thighs. You gasped, gripped onto him. Felt something hard rub against you.
Ghost threw you atop the washing machine and gave you a harsh stare as he watched you try to fight the feeling building within from the machine’s buzzing and shuffling.
“Go on then, Doll,” he rasps, eyes hard and the throbbing monster between his legs harder. He palmed himself. Remorse was not in his nature. And neither was mercy.
“Seein’ as you were practically beggin’ the others to fuck you, go and put on a show.”
His voice lowered. He stood between your legs, frame blocking you from any form of help or salvation.
“Just for me.”
König
König had been sat on your sofa, an action figure in a house for a doll half his size, and you’d bent over to retrieve something from beneath the TV cabinet.
The fact that you were wearing a pair of König’s shorts was already clouding his moral compass. Seeing your underwear peeking out beneath them was what sent him over the edge.
As you remained bent, cheek pressed to the floor as you reached for what you’d lost, you didn’t hear König approach. Didn’t know he’d even moved from the sofa until something thick and hard was pressed to the back of you, followed by two heavy hands holding you at the waist, and a slow, shuttering breath.
“Don’t move,” König told you. “Stay like this.”
Slowly, he pressed deeper into you. You could feel his restraint unwinding second by second.
It was when he bent over you, had his broad chest pressed to your back, that you knew you weren’t escaping. And you weren’t backing down.
“I’m gonna fuck you ‘til you cum, bleed or pass out.” König’s voice held no humour, but you could feel the franticity building in it.
He reached round, gripped your chin. Made you look at him. His smile was sharp, his features dark.
“Whichever comes first.”
☾ CoD Guys and their kinks ☽
𑁍 Warnings: sexual content, choking, dubious consent (only slightly) crying 𑁍
𑁍 Characters featured: Ghost, König, Captain Price 𑁍
❥ Ghost
Orgasm Control: Loves overstimulating you to the point where you're begging him to stop while you're crying and whimpering. Pushing your hips down everytime you try to squirm away. If he feels even meaner he will edge you for hours on end. Hearing you beg only fuels him more and pushes him to keep on edging you. Getting you so close to release only to take it away from you making you whine in frustration.
Deep Throating: At first you struggled a lot with it but after some training of him slowly filling your mouth wider and wider you can take him fully. Loves feeling your throat swallow around him. Of course he always makes sure to give you chances to tap out but he just loves feeling you choke around his massive length. Watching the tears slowly build up in the corner of your eyes while you look up at him with those pretty eyes.
❥ König
Primal play: One of his favourite fantasies is making you wear a collar with a bell and then let you run out into the woods. Feeling the thrill of hunting for you and then when he finds you pounding into you roughly. Groans when he hears the bell jingle everytime he slams into you. Pulling you back by your hair and just taking you.
Size Kink: The first time you sat in his lap the actual size difference between you two dawned on him. How small you are in his lap and how he can just tower over you. He loves how he can just pick you up with his massive strength and fuck you while standing. Not even letting you touch the ground while feeling your tiny body trembling in his arms. Will also hold both of your wrists above your head with only one hand if you struggle too much.
❥ Captain Price
Impact play: Having you bent over his lap while he's sitting on the bed is one of his favourites scenes. Hearing you whimper out his title everytime he spanks you. If you've been annoying him a lot he will make you count them and if you mess up or dont thank him he will start over without mercy. Will rub the beautiful red marks on your ass and thighs afterwards.
Collaring: At first he wasnt very interested but when he saw you wear one for one of your outfits he was not able to take his eyes off of it the entire day. The next day he immediately orders one online with a leash. Loves having you sit on your knees next to him or infront of him. It gives him easy acces to pull you towards him by your collar or your leash.
𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 [ 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐏. 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒 ]
𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟓 | 𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 |
cw: suggestive, foul language, post-sex aftercare, teasing, fingering, establish relationship, fem! reader
notes: squirting is when a female orgasm releases a large amount of secretion due to pleasure.
cw. nsfw, afab!reader, strength kink, manhandling, mask kink, slight gear kink, nipple play *not proofread, just pure horny
[I don’t want to talk about the inspo for this fic]
kinktober masterlist
MINORS DNI!!
The sudden thumps of his boots ricochet off the hardwood floors. He towers over you as you lay on the couch, staring up at him all doe-eyed and pretty. Ghost grabs your face. his fingers smoothing your cheeks together and making your lips pucker. "Not a word out of you. All I want is to hear you scream for me, understood?" You meekly nod in his grip.
Nesta: I want to wake up with you everyday for the rest of my life
Cassian: I wake up at 4:30
Nesta:
Nesta: I want to see you at some point everyday for the rest of my life
Jurian: Why are Elain and Lucien sitting with their backs to each other?
Vassa: They had a fight
Jurian: Then why are they holding hands?
Vassa: They get sad when they fight
This is so funny to me.
Look I've spent the whole day sobbing and throwing up, I can't handle it anymore. Fuck pride, fuck follower counts. I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do. I've been rejected by every scammy loan service on Google. I've been rejected for a hug from my dad who's 6 houses down from me. I'm too broke to even throw myself a small birthday teaparty, cause yeah I was throwing my own part cause nobody had thrown me one in 30 years and I'm pathetic as all hell. Had to cancel cause I can't afford to pay my bills, I wouldn't be able to eat if it weren't for people donating. I'm the lowest form of life rn.
Here is my PayPal if you can spare a even a dollar, quid, whatever. Please. Just, please.
And uh, you know where my inbox is if you spare a metaphorical huh ig. Idk I'm just really lost and broken and scared.
Reblogs help too I think. Sorry.
Its my birthday tomorrow and I'm so done. I'm so so done trying to find happiness on my birthday. It's just so cursed. Fuck September 1st.
I'm sorry. I've managed to pay some bills, get a little food, but I'm still very much in the red and drowning.
This is my las plea, then I'll drop it and just suffer the consequences.
Please, if you can, just help me. I need help I can't do it alone anymore I'm falling apart. I don't know what to do.
Look I've spent the whole day sobbing and throwing up, I can't handle it anymore. Fuck pride, fuck follower counts. I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do. I've been rejected by every scammy loan service on Google. I've been rejected for a hug from my dad who's 6 houses down from me. I'm too broke to even throw myself a small birthday teaparty, cause yeah I was throwing my own part cause nobody had thrown me one in 30 years and I'm pathetic as all hell. Had to cancel cause I can't afford to pay my bills, I wouldn't be able to eat if it weren't for people donating. I'm the lowest form of life rn.
Here is my PayPal if you can spare a even a dollar, quid, whatever. Please. Just, please.
And uh, you know where my inbox is if you spare a metaphorical huh ig. Idk I'm just really lost and broken and scared.
Reblogs help too I think. Sorry.
Look I've spent the whole day sobbing and throwing up, I can't handle it anymore. Fuck pride, fuck follower counts. I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do. I've been rejected by every scammy loan service on Google. I've been rejected for a hug from my dad who's 6 houses down from me. I'm too broke to even throw myself a small birthday teaparty, cause yeah I was throwing my own part cause nobody had thrown me one in 30 years and I'm pathetic as all hell. Had to cancel cause I can't afford to pay my bills, I wouldn't be able to eat if it weren't for people donating. I'm the lowest form of life rn.
Here is my PayPal if you can spare a even a dollar, quid, whatever. Please. Just, please.
And uh, you know where my inbox is if you spare a metaphorical huh ig. Idk I'm just really lost and broken and scared.
Reblogs help too I think. Sorry.
Cathedral interior by Wyke Bayliss (English, 1835--1906)