Painfully Thick™ Imagines

Imagines dedicated to Sebastian Stan and any other man I currently find Painfully Thick™.

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Imagine trying to comfort Steve. He’s been distracted lately - understandably so, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. You take his face into your hands, admiring his sculpted features. What stands out this time, though, is the sadness in his eyes. There may be nothing you can do to erase his pain, but you won’t stop until you find a way to make him happy once and for all.

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Hey. How are you? How's the writting going? Are you still writting imagines for here, or you're working now on your book? I miss your writting, hope you bless us with something new soon :P.

Helloooo!! I am indeed writing my book :) I really hope that someday you all get to read it. Because I love it. And it’s really coming together!!

And yes - more imagines are coming! I’m finally feeling all ~settled in~ at my new job so hopefully I can use some downtime to start writing fun little imagines for you all again 😍 I miss it oh so much 💕

like how perfect is this gif for an imagine?! That’s it. First imagine back: using this gif. #blessed

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Wish You Were Here

Here’s a sexy little oneshot I wrote not too long ago. I left our Painfully Thick™ gentleman intentionally ambiguous - I could see it happening with any of them, so I left it up to you, dear reader, to choose who you’d like to read about. Enjoy!

You collapse onto the sofa, exhausted from another stressful day at work. You close your eyes, listening as thunder rumbles closer and closer. You made it home just before the deluge began, thankful for the respite of home. Just then, your phone buzzed against your hip. It was him.

[I love that picture you posted today.]

These days, the sound of your text ringtone brought a smile to your face. Depending on the time of day, you almost always knew when it was him. Just saying hi. Showing you something he knew would make you laugh. Or, on the rare but treasured occasion, a sexy little gif of a position he’d kill to have you in.

The photograph in question was a sexier-than-usual selfie in your favorite see-through top. You wouldn’t say you were baiting him, exactly, but you’d been waiting all day for his reaction.

[Yeah? Thought you might like that top.]

[What I’d like is to rip it off you.]

His words struck like lightning inside your chest. Everything about him was so exciting. You never knew what to expect, especially when these little conversations popped up. Sometimes they turned into flirty exchanges; other times, he left you breathless in public, desperate to cry out for him. At least this time, you were alone.

[Why don’t you then?]

The wind picked up outside as you tried to slow your heart rate. But once you saw his next message, there was no point in trying.

[I’m getting hard just thinking about it.]

A flash of warmth spread between your legs. Without thinking about it, your hand slid beneath your dress, pressing against the lace of your panties. How could so few words elicit such an intense reaction?

You wanted him to see exactly what he does to you, so you sent him a visual.

[Let me bite that for you.]

You squeeze your legs tight together, desperate to resist the urges fighting so strongly to come out and play. You shouldn’t be having this conversation; you should put an end to it before it goes any further. But as long as it stays between the two of you…

[I’d rather put those lips somewhere else.]

[You are evil, woman. I’m so hard, I have to give in.]

Only then do you allow yourself the pleasure of sliding a finger between your crease. You can’t remember the last time you were this wet; just imagining him holding his thick cock, his hand sliding up and down, his mind focused only on you… You slide your panties down to your ankles, snapping a picture that just barely misses the top of your thighs. You send it to him, anxiously awaiting his response.

[Fuck. I can’t stop imagining what it’s like to be inside you.]

You let out an audible gasp. His words tore through you like a hurricane. Your hips jerked in response as your fingers drew circles around your aching clit. Just a few texts, and he had you groaning in pure frustration. You wanted him. Fuck, you needed him.

[Promise me one day we’ll find out. Swear to me.]

[I swear.]

Before you could reply, he texted again.

[This feels amazing, but I wish my hands were yours.]

You throw your head back as you plunged a finger into yourself. He could no doubt thrust deeper, fill you more completely. You needed him inside you, anywhere.

[My hands, my mouth. Anything you want.]

[God, yes. That is so unbelievably hot.]

[It’s sort of my secret talent.]

The thought of it brought you closer and closer to the brink. Kneeling between his thighs, looking into the depth of his eyes as he slowly loses control. Finding just the right combination of pressure and pull to get him off… It was almost too much to bear.

[Tell me more…]

Perhaps the next time your thoughts were more than flashes of fantasies, you could give him a detailed account of everything you’d do to him. For now, he’d have to settle for the knowledge of what he can do to you with just a few words.

[I’d love to, but my hands are a little busy at the moment.]

[Oh, my god. Not even here and you’re making me moan.]

That was all you needed to reach your climax. If it weren’t for the rolling thunder, your neighbors might have heard your uninhibited cries. You’ve been with men in person who couldn’t make you cum like that – and he could do it from miles and miles away. Exhausted and out of breath, you roll onto your side, wrapping yourself in your favorite throw. You snap another picture, this time including the large windows showing the last of the fading thunderstorm, sending it with a final message.

[Wish you were here.]

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Imagine taking care of Tom when he’s sick. He must have caught something on his flight home from filming, and feels terrible he ruined all the fun things he had planned with you. Of course you wish he felt better, but you really don’t mind how things turned out. Cuddling him in bed, making him tea when his throat gets sore - it all makes you feel like he really needs you.

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Hello hello!

Today I will be spending my day fighting with tumblr to get our Styles Series posts back 🙃 All but one have been deleted and I am furious. They weren’t even flagged prior to the great purge of Dec. 17 😡😡😡

I was able to find a backup of the Cuddle + Arousal styles on my WordPress account, but the Sexual Styles only backed up as a “read more” and the link no longer works. So if @staff can’t figure their shit out, that one is gone forever 😭

Wish me luck y’all. I’ll be over here writing angsty imagines until I hear from them.

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Update: All of my ~nsfw~ content has been restored!

Cuddle Styles Arousal Styles Sexual Styles (gifs removed 😔) Dating Styles

There were some scandalous~ imagines sprinkled in too, but those have all been restored as well. I think they were taken down because I tagged them ns*w? So I won’t be using that tag anymore. I’m wondering if anyone wants me to tag smutty imagines in the future with something other than ns*w, because I don’t want anything else getting wrongly taken down.. if so, just let me know!

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Imagine sneaking out of your bedroom to meet Chris. He normally wouldn’t approve of you sneaking around or lying in one way or another, but being around him is an instant relief. Sitting together in his truck, all he wants is to take you in his arms and shield you from anything in life that may hurt. It kills him that there’s something he can’t fix for you, but he’s the only thing that’s been able to bring you comfort - and his comfort is all you need.

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Hello hello!

Today I will be spending my day fighting with tumblr to get our Styles Series posts back 🙃 All but one have been deleted and I am furious. They weren’t even flagged prior to the great purge of Dec. 17 😡😡😡

I was able to find a backup of the Cuddle + Arousal styles on my WordPress account, but the Sexual Styles only backed up as a “read more” and the link no longer works. So if @staff can’t figure their shit out, that one is gone forever 😭

Wish me luck y’all. I’ll be over here writing angsty imagines until I hear from them.

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Imagine having a little friendly bet with Jason. He knows you find him irresistible, so he bet you couldn’t keep your hands off him for a whole day. He isn’t wrong - you can hardly look at him without your mind wandering to the dirtiest daydreams. He’s been walking around the house buck naked all day just to torture you; and if you’re being honest, it was working. You cross your legs to fight the tightening in your core, but then you hear him running water for a bath. “Screw it,” you think. After all, is the bet really worth winning if you have to keep your hands off that body?

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Imagine Tom letting slip that the two of you got married. You just got back from a vacation to the French Riviera, where you had secretly eloped. You both knew what everyone would say - it’s too soon! they barely know each other! - which is why you agreed to keep it a secret for now. But Tom was just too excited. In his first public engagement since the wedding, he gushes about the beautiful day, your stunning gown, and the pure romance of it all. He’s just so proud to call you his wife, he couldn’t go another day without telling the world.

Continuation of this post <3

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Imagine Tom whisking you away to the French Riviera. The two of you just have to get away - ever since you caught the bouquet at your best friend’s wedding, rumors have been swirling of your impending engagement. After spending a few days amongst the stunning waters of St. Tropez, no paparazzi in sight, the two of you decide to get married in a secret sunset ceremony. You don’t have any friends or family with you - you don’t even have rings - but you have your husband, and the most romantic little secret you’ve ever kept.

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Part 2 coming later today!

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Just a little something I’m working on...

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Imagine seeing Bucky for the first time after he comes home from Wakanda. He may not have felt time passing, but you thought of him, waited for him, every minute that he was gone. He takes you to a romantic, candlelit dinner, and as sweet as it is, you just want to leave. You need to feel the warmth of his body against you, to feel his heart racing beneath your touch. You need to know he’s still your Bucky.

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I was just going thru and deleting the n*fw tags from my imagines and uuuugh I miss Bucky 😭😭😭

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How does one back up to Word Press?

Here’s the tutorial I found.

It explains it all step by step. Be prepared for it to take a while... I have 1043 posts and so far (about 2 hrs), it’s only imported 109 😂

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elizabeth-von-winken-universe replied to your post “w h a t”

Well isn't it just lame? They can't even work their own algorithms. RIP tumblr. You dig your grave today. Do you have a back up plan @painfullythickimagines ?

Everything is currently backing up to WordPress. God forbid anything happens here, at least we’ll have that! (It’s painfullythickimagines.home.blog, for future reference)

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I don’t know if this has been asked yet but could you do headcanons for both tom hardy and Tom Hiddleston when their significant other is depressed? Thanks 🖤

Oh boy, I think they both would take the best care of you! Our sweet soft Tommy would:

◽ literally be your rock◽ your silent protector◽ your shoulder to lean on 24/7◽ always be there to hold you, whether you wanted to lay on the couch watching movies or lay in bed all day◽ kiss your forehead◽ make sure you eat and drink enough, every single day

Hiddles would be the problem solver. He would:◽ cuddle you, hug you, anything to bring you comfort◽ always try to make you smile◽ give you space if you needed it◽ remind you that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel◽ do everything in his power to find exactly what you need◽ whatever steps you’d take to get better, he would be by your side, rooting you on every step of the way.

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As my mother would say, “From your lips to God’s ears, honey.”

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My theory is that if I put this out into the universe, it will come true. So let’s hope it works. 😂💕