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ty for tagging me bby @dearmisshoney!! i havent been active lately my loves but i promise i will post some thoughts i have every now and then. i wont be able to be as diligent as i used to but ill try my best<3
help i thought i was going to be the traumatized one
⌦ anakin skywalker eats you out and cums in his pants ｡
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anakin skywalker who eats you out like a man starved, licking your clit, rubbing his nose, and thrusting his tongue up into you. he fucks his tongue into you, needing to taste every drop of you, lap up every drop of you like it’s his life essence.
“taste so fucking fucking good, angel.”
anakin whimpers when he feels you reach down and tug at his curls with your fingers, and your thighs clench and squeeze around his head tightly. he’s so hungry for you, he barely breathes.
you start rocking your hips back and forth into his face, and he pushes your thighs down, holding you against the bed as you moan out his name. he’s already made you cum twice, and he’s already consumed every single drop from your body. your hands grip the sheets tightly as another orgasm washes over you like a hurricane.
“ani! oh stars—” you gasp, legs trembling on either side of anakin’s head. your breaths come out in soft, small pants, and he pulls away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. a dark wet spot between his legs catches your attention. anakin’s pants are soaked with pre-cum, his cock straining against the fabric.
“that’s what you do to me, baby,” anakin says hoarsely, his gaze following yours, and he looks down.
“were you humping the bed?”
“fuck yes. one more for me? please, angel,” anakin begs, settling his head in between your thighs again. you feel your core clench involuntarily and before you can answer, his mouth is back on your pussy. he starts rocking his hips against your bed, making the mattress bounce underneath you.
“anakin, your mouth, i love your mouth so much,” you mumble incoherently, feeling the pressure in your stomach appear quicker than the last orgasm, his tongue working magic on your folds. anakin groans against your skin, and he starts thrusting his hips against the bed faster, sloppier, more desperate.
“an’ i fucking love. this pussy,” anakin breathes out, his voice muffled by your cunt. he thrusts his tongue up into your needy hole, slick with your arousal and his saliva. a symphony of moans escapes your mouth, mingled with your sharp gasps for air, shivers running down your spine.
“gonna cum f’me, angel?” anakin asks between pants as he rocks harder against the bed, his cock so hard for you, it aches against his pants. you moan in response, and soon you come undone on his mouth, your cum covering anakin’s lips and tongue.
anakin whimpers as his hips thrust against the bed a few final times, cumming in his pants. “f—fuck angel,” he bites out, stifling a moan as he rides out his high, his lips still attached to you.
he cleans you up quickly, not letting a single drop get wasted, and pulls you up into his lap. your lips crash against his, tongue’s clashing as you taste yourself on him. a hand slips down to his crotch where you cup the wet patch he created, feeling his cock with your palm.
OH MY GOD GUYS. ILY ALL SMM TY SMM FOR 2K!! aahhh im so happy ygs loved this as much as i did! i am half-alive on tumblr again, lotsa stuff happening and i hope to get back writing ily all mwah!
⌦ draco malfoy fingers you with his rings ｡
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you’re sitting on his desk, head thrown back, legs spread as draco looks up at you with his grey eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. your lips tremble as sharp tears fill your eyes, the burning pleasure between your legs overcoming your core.
“f—fuck, draco—ugh,” you moan out breathlessly as he continues to stroke your clit with his knuckles, occasionally dipping them deeper before pulling away.
“stop teasing,” you choke out, pussy pulsing and aching with need.
draco hums, leaning in to kiss your knee, his hand pulling away from between your legs for a split second. “ask nicely,” he coos against your skin. without waiting for an answer, however, he rubs the back of his fingers against your folds, earning a sharp gasp.
the frigid metal from his rings sends electric shivers down your spine, straight to your pussy. your core clenches around nothing, his warm hands and cold rings turning you on even more.
“shittttt, so wet,” draco mumbles, teasing the tips of his fingers inside of you. he starts pumping slowly, then faster, deeper. every time his cold rings touch your folds, you swear you get wetter by the second.
draco closes his eyes, letting his forehead fall to your trembling knee as he feels your hot walls squeeze tightly around him with each pump of his fingers. he curls them slightly, earning a yelp from you, a jolt of electricity running down your spine.
“faster, draco,” you breathe out, wanting to feel his rings rubbing up against your clit with every thrust of his hands. your slick gushes out, unrelentless, covering draco’s hands as he looks up at you. drops of sweat beads line your forehead and your hair loosely shakes around your face, your hips beginning to meet his fingers as they pump deep into you.
you’re glowing, and it’s all because of draco’s fingers inside of your cunt. “you’re so fucking gorgeous,” draco says, his voice so composed, but his eyes trained on every one of your movements.
the knot of pleasure tightens as shivers run down every one of your limbs, making your spine arch, toes curl, hands claw at the table, soft moans spilling out of your wet lips. “s—so good,” you mumble. “cum, please, ‘ts so good.”
your hips are sloppily rocking back and forth and draco grips one of your thighs with his hand, keeping you in place, the other one deep inside of your pussy. “you want to cum, love?” draco asks, slowing his pace down, curling his fingers. “why don’t you cum on my rings? cover them up for me.”
your pulse skitters. merlin, he was so goddamn hot. draco stares at you, pumping his fingers into you one last time, curling his fingers deep into your cunt, his rings rubbing up against your clit, sending cold sparks up your core. the ball of nerves explodes and you cum all over his fingers, head thrown back and mouth open, panting.
once you ride the last waves of your orgasm, he slips his hands from out between your legs, your cum glistening on his fingers and his rings. draco lifts his hands, bringing it up against your lips. “lick,” he orders, watching you take his knuckles into your mouth, sucking off your cum from his rings.
draco then smirks as he rests his chin on your thigh, his grey eyes boring into yours. “would you look at that, she cummed all over my rings, and my defense against the dark arts classwork.”
i think i got my first hate comment and im not sure how to handle it exactly? this user commented on my slytherin boys masterlist with "blaise erasure" and as i understand it can be taken wrong, i replied with how i don't know how to portray him as a character and i know and connect more with other characters. to be honest, i haven't even written for mattheo or enzo yet.
this user replies to me with "mattheo and lorenzo aren't even real" referring to how they aren't canon i believe? next thing i see is that on this user's blog, they made a post about how people in the harry potter fandom are making up white boys and ignoring the only black character and deeming it as racist. it was definitely not my intention and i don't know what to do 😭💔
i understand that it can be disappointing when a character you love isn’t being written about much. but at the end of the day, every writer has the right to choose who they write for, and they don’t owe anyone an explanation for that.
you write for the characters you enjoy, you explore topics that inspire you, and you choose to share that creativity on the internet so others can enjoy it too. for someone to try and make you feel guilty for not writing a certain character, when this is your hobby, is just not okay.
i’m so sorry you got hate for that, sweetheart. i love reading blaise fics, but i rarely write for him because i find it hard to do his character justice, and that’s literally the only reason. it’s unfair for someone to draw their own harsh conclusions and assume the worst because a writer doesn’t focus on one character over another, when they’re literally offering free creative work. it doesn’t help the fandom in the way they want.
no one should be guilt tripped into writing content they’re not passionate about. everyone should have the freedom to enjoy their hobby however they want. and honestly, if someone wants to see more content of a specific character, they should try writing it themselves and sharing it. imo, that’s the most productive way to share their love for a character. they might even inspire others to write for him as well. i think that’s how most of us got into writing for theo and mattheo for example, because we felt inspired by reading their fics.
I recently saw one of these and had so much fun making it- I wanted to do my own! I tagged a bunch of people- but please bring as many people as you would like into it! - luv, spell <3
⌦ anakin skywalker eats you out and cums in his pants ｡
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warnings ꕀ mdni, smut 18+, oral(f!receiving), dry humping, oral fixation, petnames(angel, baby, etc), overstimulation, slight cum play, dom switch!anakin skywalker
anakin skywalker who eats you out like a man starved, licking your clit, rubbing his nose, and thrusting his tongue up into you. he fucks his tongue into you, needing to taste every drop of you, lap up every drop of you like it’s his life essence.
“taste so fucking fucking good, angel.”
anakin whimpers when he feels you reach down and tug at his curls with your fingers, and your thighs clench and squeeze around his head tightly. he’s so hungry for you, he barely breathes.
you start rocking your hips back and forth into his face, and he pushes your thighs down, holding you against the bed as you moan out his name. he’s already made you cum twice, and he’s already consumed every single drop from your body. your hands grip the sheets tightly as another orgasm washes over you like a hurricane.
“ani! oh stars—” you gasp, legs trembling on either side of anakin’s head. your breaths come out in soft, small pants, and he pulls away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. a dark wet spot between his legs catches your attention. anakin’s pants are soaked with pre-cum, his cock straining against the fabric.
“that’s what you do to me, baby,” anakin says hoarsely, his gaze following yours, and he looks down.
“were you humping the bed?”
“fuck yes. one more for me? please, angel,” anakin begs, settling his head in between your thighs again. you feel your core clench involuntarily and before you can answer, his mouth is back on your pussy. he starts rocking his hips against your bed, making the mattress bounce underneath you.
“anakin, your mouth, i love your mouth so much,” you mumble incoherently, feeling the pressure in your stomach appear quicker than the last orgasm, his tongue working magic on your folds. anakin groans against your skin, and he starts thrusting his hips against the bed faster, sloppier, more desperate.
“an’ i fucking love. this pussy,” anakin breathes out, his voice muffled by your cunt. he thrusts his tongue up into your needy hole, slick with your arousal and his saliva. a symphony of moans escapes your mouth, mingled with your sharp gasps for air, shivers running down your spine.
“gonna cum f’me, angel?” anakin asks between pants as he rocks harder against the bed, his cock so hard for you, it aches against his pants. you moan in response, and soon you come undone on his mouth, your cum covering anakin’s lips and tongue.
anakin whimpers as his hips thrust against the bed a few final times, cumming in his pants. “f—fuck angel,” he bites out, stifling a moan as he rides out his high, his lips still attached to you.
he cleans you up quickly, not letting a single drop get wasted, and pulls you up into his lap. your lips crash against his, tongue’s clashing as you taste yourself on him. a hand slips down to his crotch where you cup the wet patch he created, feeling his cock with your palm.
