the dirty pink

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[pink-booty-butts]

welcome to the booty corner! yup, that’s what we’re going with cos i like the word booty.

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>always open to requests! :)

>please read the warnings before reading my fics, sometimes i write dark/dub-con things.

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[pink-booty-butts]

Would you write for Voltari?

yes i'd definitely be down for that!! feel free to send a request for him if you'd like :D

[sleepingdeath-bboys]

smut hcs ; jamie winton (18+)

requested by ; anonymous

pairing ; jamie winton x female!reader

tag list ; @jamiewintons | @pink-booty-butts

summary ; some general smut headcanons for jamie with a cis female reader.

he’s the ultimate service switch, equally happy to be a dominant or submissive partner in the bedroom so long as you enjoy what’s happening and you’re both having fun in the moment

he’s extremely inexperienced, only having had one other sexual partner before you, so he tends to have this nervous/anxious energy about him when you get intimate — he worries about doing something wrong and disappointing you or, even worse, accidentally causing you harm in bed

that being said, Jamie is an incredibly fast learner and will thrive if you offer him genuine feedback and praise — eagerly and quickly adapting what he does to whatever suits your needs/wants/body best (be that regarding positions, angles, pace, force or anything in between)

more of a giver in bed and is extremely reluctant to receive anything without being able to offer pleasure in return — so whilst he’s happy and eager to eat you out, finger you or help you ride his thigh, he’s going to fluster and shyly turn down any offers to blow him or give him a hand job in return

he’s a very gentle and loving person by nature and that reflects in what he enjoys in the bedroom, with Jamie loving things like body worship and praise and (soft) sensation play whilst balking at the idea of hair pulling, spanking or degradation

the thought alone of insulting or hurting you, even if you asked him to do so, is enough to make him get teary-eyed and apologetic — so any sort of rough play is completely off the table

he much prefers to take things slowly in the bedroom (rare quickies being excerpt from this rule for obvious reasons) because he loves being able to savour the moment: slowly undressing you and kissing each inch of skin that’s revealed, massaging his way up and down your body, lathering you with kisses and praise, making you cum at least once so that you’re wet enough to take him, and so on

he’s very… well endowed, and he’s unfortunately quite aware of this (with Layla having made it very clear that he’s above average) so he takes plenty of preventative measures to make sure that you’re prepared enough to actually take him

in fact, even if you have plenty of experience, the first few times you’re intimate would be limited to hand hobs and oral as he’s completely and utterly terrified of hurting you through penetrative sex

if you praise him enough then he might just get teary-eyed and let out the softest, shakiest sigh you’ve ever heard before leaning down and kissing you on the lips

bonus points if you call him your ‘good boy’ and say he looks so pretty when you’ve made a mess of him

bonus bonus points if you do this when he’s in a submissive role

Jamie would love to start a family with you and this desire does lend itself to a mild breeding kink — with the idea alone of you wanting to have his children and wanting him to get you pregnant being more than enough to get him embarrassingly hard and throbbing in his trousers

he has a pretty average libido — perhaps slightly above average at a stretch — but he also happens to be shockingly easy to turn on if you’re especially brazen with your touches and words around him

equally, seeing you wearing his clothes (especially his red hoodie) is a massive turn on for him — and if you’re wearing nothing underneath? well he’s going to be at a complete loss for words

when it comes to lingerie or ‘sexy clothes’ in general, Jamie probably prefers to see you in something that makes you feel confident and comfortable — like you’re equally hot to him in his shirts with nothing else on as you are in expensive, lacy lingerie so it’s just about what you feel the most comfortable making love in

he is very very cautious about consent and asks for your approval at basically every stage: before taking off any garment of clothing, before touching you, before kissing you, before he undresses, etc.

[mermaid-trash]

Attention readers and writers!!!

@pink-booty-butts and I have started a discord server for anyone in the fanfiction community to talk about their fandoms, fics, and anything else you like!!

If you'd like to join, just send one of us a DM and we'll send an invite!!

18+ only please!! Pls have your age in your bio so we can confirm before you join

Readers and writers of any fandom are all welcome :))

Pls be kind to each other, no bad vibes will be tolerated

[pink-booty-butts]

This!! All are welcome just shoot either of us a dm if you're interested!! 💛💛💛

[crashstanding]

Reblog to give the person you reblogged from the ability to finish their WIPs

[pink-booty-butts]

really appreciate the anons who sent me requests btw!! I'm really excited to write them 😄

[pink-booty-butts]

tyko's fav fast food restaurant is taco bell for sure

[novelbear]

“say you won’t let go” - some touch starved scenarios

prompt list by @novelbear

heart pounding whenever the other does so much as to hold onto their wrist while guiding them through a crowd

one just casually sitting down on the other's lap and they start internally freaking the hell out

hesitantly tugging the other's fabric of their shirt or sleeve, testing the waters

^^ the other notices so they pull them into a hug, smiling as they just watch them melt

"wait, don't go, please.."

"is this okay?" "it's more than okay."

already barely holding it together as they're getting their hand held but then they feel that reassuring squeeze and they just can't

wearing the others' clothes so that it can at least feel like they're hugging them, even for just a moment

feeling so lonely that they have to call their lover/friend, just to get a sense and reminder that they're still there

^ trying and failing to hold back their tears as they do so

"can i have one more hug?" "aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."

when the other holds onto their waist briefly as they're passing by and it just send chills down their spine

breaking down mid-hug because they just needed this so much

their breath hitching whenever the other gets a little closer

^ feeling crushed when that action is taken as a sign of discomfort, and they watch them slowly back off

holding onto a stuffed animal/pillow, imagining that it's their lover in their embrace instead

one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze

"i wasn't sure how much longer i could have taken this..."

[pink-booty-butts]

feel free to send me some of these!! 😄

[pink-booty-butts]

Hi! I love your writing! Do you think that you could write something with Ariel being obsessed with the reader who’s Jamie’s gf? Like he wants to steal her from him because Jamie stole Layla (in Ariel’s mind at least). Maybe there could be smut, that’s your choice of course, but you are SO good at writing smut. Thank you so much for sharing your writing with us 💛

hi anon!! i'm so glad you like my writing! so sorry it took so long for me to write this but i just published your request, it's called Oodles o' Noodles. I hope you like it! <3

[pink-booty-butts]

Oodles o’ Noodles (Ariel Conroy x Reader Smut)

(one of my fav lines he says haha)

Pairing: Ariel x fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,742

Summary: Based on an anon request! You’re Jamie’s girlfriend but Ariel doesn’t like that so he kidnaps you and you have sex :D

Warnings: smut obvi, minors pls go read something else! Not proof read! Ariel being a stalker, a kidnapper, obsessive etc etc. cheating (poor Jamie </3), degradation, hair pulling.

A/N: thank you so much for the request anon!! i really love getting requests and i’m sorry it takes so long for me to to do them sometimes!! I haven’t written in forever so I’m sorry if this sucks and if ariel is ooc! I hope you and everyone else enjoys! :)

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You sigh. You stand up and gather your things; tired of pretending to be productive while you waited for your boyfriend to show. Just as you were leaving the coffee shop—a cheery little bell signaling your exit—your phone rang. You continue walking as you pick up.

“Darling, I’m so, so sorry I know I’m late it’s just going to be a little while longer,” he panics over the phone.

“It’s fine Jamie, don’t worry about it. We can reschedule,” you tell him. You were being truthful, of course. Though you were admittedly slightly disappointed he didn’t show, you knew Jamie was a busy man and that’s what you signed up for. You could hardly fault him for prioritizing an emergency that involved people’s money being stolen.

Jamie breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” he swears. “Maybe I could stop by later? When this is all over?” he asks hopefully.

“Sure, that sounds nice,” you respond.

“Great!” he says quickly before you can say anything else. “I’m sorry love I’ve got to go, the police just arrived. I’ll see you later, love you!” He hangs up before you can reciprocate, so you continue your walk to the grocery store.

Unbeknownst to you, a man was scrambling up the stairs to the window of his house to get a closer look at you. A convenient shadow cast over the area next to the window, so he positioned himself within it so he was mere inches away while you walked past. Ariel had gotten as close to you before, of course, and he had seen you in much more intimate settings through his cameras; but this was the first time you got close to him. You didn’t know it, but Ariel took this chance meeting as a sign. His plans needed to be accelerated—you were going to be his by tonight.

While you were busy looking at what produce to buy, Ariel was rummaging through his notes. He had stacks upon stacks of notebooks, loosely scribbled-on napkins, and sticky notes on the logistics of how best to bring you into his life. As he began riffling through them he kept your image on his monitors, looking up at you ever now and then with gleeful excitement at the though that today would be the last day he’d have to settle for your pixelated image.

By the time you were done grocery shopping you were absolutely exhausted. On your walk to the train station you briefly considered making one of your regular meals with the groceries you just purchased, but decided you’d much rather have a lazy night in and relax until Jamie showed up at your place. Before walking down the steps to get on the train going home you placed a delivery order with one of your favorite restaurants, making sure to order Jamie’s favorite dish too for when he got off work. Once you finish doing so you pick up your grocery bags again and begin your short journey home.

You arrive at your doorstep and are briefly puzzled as to why your food order wasn’t waiting on your doorstep. You shrug and enter your home, figuring there was some kind of delay or traffic that was holding up your delivery driver.

You enter your kitchen and begin putting your groceries away, and by the time you are finished and about to check your delivery app, the doorbell rings. You leave your phone on the counter to open the door, and are greeted with a familiar looking delivery man. Before you have time to process why a man who looks exactly like your boyfriend is delivering your food, you feel something stab your neck and your vision goes black.

You wake up with a throbbing headache. You slowly blink your eyes open, and as your vision focuses you realize you have no idea where you are. You attempt to stand up, but are quickly prevented from doing so as the handcuff around your wrist yanks you back to the bed leg you are tied to. Your heart begins to race as you attempt to use your free hand to remove your restraints, but a voice begins to speak.

“Don’t do that babe, you’ll hurt yourself,” he warns affectionately. You look around the room for the source of the voice, and all you can see is a pair of boots standing at the top of the stairs leading out of the basement you are currently in. You attempt to lean forward to get a better look, but the most you can see is the bottom of his jeans and what appears to be the bottom of a plastic takeout bag.

“Who are you? Why am I here?” you demand. He chuckles, as if you asked him something silly. He begins walking down the stairs as he speaks.

“My name’s Ariel,” he says as he reaches the bottom of the stairs. His eyes crinkle with joy at the sight of your terrified and confused face looking at him. “And you’re here because I love you.”

Ariel sits on the floor next to you, placing the bag of food in front of both of you. It was from the restaurant you ordered from earlier. He takes out the container with your food in it and places it in front of your crossed legs, along with some plastic utensils. He takes out the second container— which you expected to be Jamie’s usual order of Pad See Ew—but were instead greeted with the sight of a bright red curry. He brings the container closer to him as he begins eating next to you, looking at you affectionately between bites.

“You look like…” you trail off, before looking back down at your food with furrowed eyebrows. Surely you were dreaming, because there could be no other explanation for why your kidnapper looked exactly like your boyfriend.

“Your boyfriend?” he asks with a grin. “I’m his twin brother. Not that he would know of course, he’s adopted. Our mum gave him up after we were born,” he explains, his jaw clenching slightly. You start eating your food as you attempt to cope with your situation.

“Is that why you kidnapped me?” you ask.

“No,” he breathes. “Jamie ruined my life, so I ruin his. I keep a close eye on him to make sure nothing good happens in his life.” He pauses to take another bite of his food, looking at you with an intense gaze. “And from the moment he started dating you, I knew he wasn’t good enough for you.”

“That’s not true!” you protest, raising your voice slightly. Ariel looks stunned for a moment before breaking out into a wide grin.

“Oh really?” he chuckles, leaning close to whisper in your ear. You attempt to move away, but can’t due to still being handcuffed. “Is that why you always fake your orgasms with him?”

Your eyes widen and you yank your wrist again, trying to get away from him. He grabs your handcuffed wrist to stop you. “Babe, I told you to stop doing that,” he chastises, looking at your wrist for any signs of injury.

“You don’t know me,” you state accusingly.

“Oh don’t I?” he asks with a grin. He grabs your takeout container as well as his and puts them back in the bag, standing up and setting them on a far away table. When he returns to where you are he sits on his knees, yanking on your hair and pulling your face up to his.

“I know how to make you feel good,” he tells you. “You haven’t been fucked properly in ages, just let me prove it to you.” Ariel looks down at you with burning desire, desperately willing you to say yes with his mind. You nearly give in. Despite how incredibly wrong your situation is, you had to admit you have fantasized about this kind of scenario before.

“I-I can’t,” you let out. Though part of you was tempted, there was another part of you that couldn’t bear the thought of hurting Jamie this way. You wrestle with yourself internally, but Ariel knows you better than you think he does, so he chuckles.

“He’ll never know,” he says. He tugs on your hair harder, making you yelp. “And even if he did, do you really think I’ll let you go? I’ve been planning this for months—you’re mine now.”

You sigh dejectedly, knowing he had a point. You still felt guilty, but as far as Jamie was concerned you’d most likely never see him again. You give Ariel a small, shaky nod, and he breaks out into the widest smile you’ve seen on his face so far.

“Good girl,” he breathes against your cheek before kissing it. “I knew you’d see it my way.” Ariel releases his grip on your hair, his hands roaming your body enthusiastically. 

He unlocks your handcuffs as he kisses your neck, knowing he had you exactly where he wanted you. He grabs your elbows and helps you stand up before pushing you against the wall and pressing his lips to yours. He forces his tongue in your mouth, relishing in the taste of the food he provided for you earlier. He presses his hard member against your body and groans, growing more excited at the thought of being inside of you.

Ariel shoves his hand up your shirt and bra, impatiently needing to touch your skin. You hiss as your bra is forcefully pushed over your exposed breast, but the pain is soon forgotten as he begins teasing your nipple. You bite your lip at the sensation, feeling ashamed of yourself for enjoying it so much.

“Don’t hold those pretty noises back,” he growls against your lips. He twists your nipple harshly, causing you to gasp. “I want to hear you scream for me.” He presses another kiss to your lips and takes a step back so he can take your shirt off. He unclasps your bra expertly and throws it aside so he can toy with both your breasts. Ariel then brings his head to your neck and starts sucking and biting your delicate skin, using his knee between your legs to press you against the wall and tease your clothed pussy.

You reluctantly bring your hands to his shoulders for support, needing something to hold onto due to the pleasure overwhelming your senses. He smiles against your neck in return, seeing it as a small victory. You moan lightly as his knee presses harder between your legs, and Ariel takes that as his cue to unbutton your jeans and let them fall to the ground.

Two of his fingers press against your underwear, and Ariel smirks to himself when he feels how wet the fabric is. “I know you want this,” he  chuckles. “So just give in already and I’ll make you feel so, so good.”

He continues running his fingers lightly on your clothed folds, teasing you in the hopes you’ll do or say something to prove to him you want him. His fingers stop and you buck your hips in protest, causing Ariel to force your panties down and forcefully shove one of his fingers inside of you. You whine loudly due to the unexpected intrusion, but it quickly transforms into pleasurable moans as he begins pumping his finger in and out. Your grip on his shoulders tightens as you feel your legs begin to shake.

He soon adds another finger to join the first. He relishes in the sight of your eyebrows furrowing once he does so, knowing you were too invested in the pleasure he was providing you to even consider resisting him. 

As Ariel continues stretching you out with his fingers, he begins unbuttoning his trousers with his free hand. He impatiently pushes his boxers down as well, kicking them to the side. He forcefully grips you by the shoulders and turns you around, pressing your naked body against the wall.

“I can take care of you better than he can,” he breathes into your ear. He holds your hips in place as he drags the head of his cock against your wet folds, teasing you. You whimper, causing Ariel to dig his nails into your flesh. “He says he loves you, but you doubt him, I know you do. You’d never have to worry about that with me, babe. I really do love you, you’re fucking perfect.”

“Please,” you beg, trying to push his cock into your waiting pussy. “D-don’t tease me like this.”

“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want me to fuck you,” he grins, continuing to tease you with the head of his cock.

“Please,” you whimper, scratching your nails on the wall. “Please…I need it so badly,” you blush. You worry briefly it won’t be enough for him, but you moan in relief when his cock starts pushing into you. He grabs your hair again and pulls you back towards him, playing with your breasts with his other hand once his length is fully inside of you.

“You’re lucky I’ve been dreaming about this,” he pants, struggling not to cum instantly at the feeling of your cunt. “Next time I won’t give in so easily.”

Your pussy clenches around his cock at his words, and Ariel chuckles. “You like that idea, don’t you?” You shake your head, and Ariel slaps your ass. “Don’t lie to me. I’ve seen what you read, what you watch, and how much it turns you on. You want to get fucked like the slut you are, and that’s why you need me,” Ariel growls, before moving his hands to your hips again and increasing the pace of his thrusts.

“Do you think he’d fuck you like this? That he’d approve of all your slutty little fantasies? I can make all your dreams come true babe,” he insists.

“Ariel,” you whine. He groans at the sound of his name passing your lips. “Harder,” you moan, and with a triumphant grin he moves his hips as fast as he can, filling the basement with the sound of your moans and skin slapping against skin.

“You need me,” he breathes against the shell of your ear. “You need me to fuck you like a whore, to fuck you how he never could. Admit it.” He presses his fingers deeper into your hips, a silent warning of the consequences if you don’t tell him what he wants to hear.

“I need you to fuck me like a whore,” you moan, feeling your orgasm building. “I need you to fuck me like he never could, please!” You gasp out your last word as he violently presses his thumb on your clit. 

He only needs to circle it a few times until you feel your legs give out due to your orgasm crashing over you. Ariel wraps his arm around your waist to help you stay upright, thrusting into you a few times before you feel his cum spill into your sensitive pussy. You pant against the wall for a few seconds and he reluctantly pulls out of you.

Ariel repositions his arms around your waist and legs so he can pick you up and carry you to the bed you were previously handcuffed to. He sets you on the mattress gently and quickly goes back up the stairs, giving you some time to catch your breath. 

He returns with a damp cloth that he uses to clean you up, and offers you a cool glass of water. You take a few sips from it before handing it back to him, and he drinks the rest. He places the empty cup on the floor and crawls in bed with you, excited to hold you in his arms.

“We’re perfect for each other,” he states as he pulls the duvet cover over your bodies. Ariel rests his head on the pillow and pulls you closer to him, pressing your head to his chest as he runs his fingers through your hair. 

“I know you can’t see it right now, but we are. I’ll make you so much happier than he ever could.” He places a gentle kiss on your scalp as he sees you slowly drift to sleep. He smiles to himself and wraps his arms around you tightly, content in knowing he’ll never have to live without you again.

[jamiespinkboxers]

HIMMMMM

[friedpunster]

i have two sides: clown (intentional) and clown (unintentional)

[pink-booty-butts]

Don't listen to the trolls Alicia. Everyone in the server loved you and you are a really good writer.

Love you Alicia ❤️

-the-fandomgremlin

I appreciate you so much for saying so 😭 and you're an amazing writer as well!! thank you for taking the time to write such a lovely message 💛 love you too!!

[pink-booty-butts]

Hi Aliciaaaa! Just wanted to come on here and say that I miss seeing you in the server 🥺

Been rereading your fics lately, and I truly think you're the best Mat writer! You're so creative and thoughtful and it shows in your writing 🩷

I hope you're doing okay

And I hope you come back to the server when you're ready 🩵

oh my god!! anon that's so sweet of you to say 😭 that really means a lot to me because I haven't been feeling super great since I left to be honest, but I'm glad you want me to come back anon!! that's very sweet 💛

and omg that's such high praise!! I'm so flattered you think so highly of me, but I strongly recommend you check out the fics of writers I've reblogged because I think their writing is just as good if not better than mine 💛 please dm me if you'd like a list of their blogs!! (I'd write them here but I don't wanna @ all of them and annoy them haha)

thank you so much again for saying so!! I'd love to come back but based on some of the anon messages I've gotten over the past few days I think my presence makes some people uncomfortable and I wouldn't want to contribute to that further by rejoining. Everyone in the server is lovely though so if you or any one else who sees this would like to chat in private I'd be more than happy to 💛

[romcommunist]

"honeymoon phase" i am literally healthily insane and obsessed for the entire duration of the relationship. skill issue

[pink-booty-butts]

hope you’re doing okay ❤️

you’re an amazing writer and it’s the height of cowardice that they won’t even get off anon before spreading lies.

I appreciate you anon!! that means a lot 💛

I'm really not doing well to be honest, I feel like I've been extremely emotional the past couple of days. but your message means a lot to me so thank you so much for taking the time to send it!

honestly i think that anon is probably going through something too, otherwise I don't see why they'd have such a visceral reaction. I hope they feel better soon and have friends that can support them with whatever they're going through 💛

[pink-booty-butts]

Don't listen to that other anon, they're obviously jealous of how wonderful your writing is! I for one love your writing, and I always look forward to the stuff you post. I've reread all of your fics so many times!

I appreciate you anon!! that means a lot to me!! i hope I'll have something new to post soon 💛💛💛