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[starrgazed]

welcome to my blog ❤︎

Feel free to send in any requests! I'll always take a look and decide if I'd like to write them or not + my inbox is always open so don't hesitate to ask questions or share any thoughts

18+ account - MDNI you will be blocked.

MASTERLIST ⋆˚✿˖°

[ilyrory]

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I miss her ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

[peachesnbeach]

i liked this better xD

[peachesnbeach]

made of pain by made of pain !

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my maybe controversial tier list of fighters based on personal attraction (ᵕ • ᴗ •)

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do you write male readers?🥲

I'm definitely open to! I haven't every rlly wrote a male reader fic so Idk if I'd do much justice.. Though if there are any specific asks in the future I wouldnt mind ^^

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makwan amirkhani ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀

[alcoholicmilktea]

[killashaw]

Idk how to feel😭😭

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hehehe if u arent busy and im sure u get alot of requests too, would you consider writing carlos condit fluff / smut hcs ? i dont think theres like a singular thing about him on here (fanfic wise)

18+ carlos condit x reader headcanons - thinking about soft boyfriend carlos!

( I was soo happy to see this in my reqs!! I've always wanted to write for condit but I thought no one would want to read it lmao >< )

soft boyfriend carlos! who is so secretly sentimental that he saves birthday cards, movie stubs, train tickets - that letter you wrote him the first time you met? It's stashed with him always just so he can have a comforting little reminder of you on the nights that he's away.

soft boyfriend carlos! who leaves his shirts and hoodies around your house on purpose in hopes you'd wear them. He pretends he didn't when asked about it. "I must've accidentally left it here," he shrugs dismissively, knowing damn well that he planted it on your bed before he left the house last. "Why don't you just keep it?"

soft boyfriend carlos! who spends so much time quietly observing you that he knows all of your mannerisms and what each of them mean no matter how subtle they might seem to others. the nervous laugh you let out when you feel like you've said something dumb, accompanied by your teeth slightly digging into your bottom lip as you look away. His hand finds the small of your back while the two of you continue your walk on the quiet streets of albuquerque, light fingertips digging into your hip to pull you closer to him.

soft boyfriend carlos! who's always grabbing the sides of your face, gently forcing your eyes to lock with his, especially when you're upset. "Tell me," his voice is firm but sincere, the palm of his hand warm against your cheek as his thumb trails across your jawline, "Doesn't matter what it is, we'll figure it out together, okay? Just tell me."

soft boyfriend carlos! who reaches for your hand while he's on top of you, lacing his fingers into yours as he lines himself up with your entrance. whispering sweet heady nothings like, "You look so pretty, y'know that?", "Focus on me, baby. yeah, just like that. always such a perfect girl for me."

soft boyfriend carlos! who presses his lips against your forehead as his thrusts become deeper and more fervent, "I know," he whispers, mouth dropping open at how fucking good you feel as his face gradually returns back to yours. "I know, i know. right there, huh?" he soothes, feeling you tightening around him. "I'm not stopping, baby, don't worry. just hold onto me, I've got you."

[bodyshot]

>:-|

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18+ Justin Gaethje x Reader - him and his beautiful scarred hands ⋆˚࿔

You loved his hands, the way the veins moved, the way the muscles constricted when he did anything, you loved them when they were on your thighs and he was talking about something, you loved how rugged they looked from all the years of fighting, you loved holding his hand and feeling all the scars and marks, the scratches from the raw effort of going all out everytime.

He thought they looked weird or off putting when he held hands with you but all you could think of was how perfect they felt especially when he would run his scarred thumb on the back of your palm. It was therapeutic to you to feel the trophies of his life on your body.

It was even hotter whenever he ran them across your body, squeezing and tweaking your nipples between his thumb and pointer finger, feeling the roughness of his calluses against your skin has you high off in the clouds. The contrast of his rougher, harder and more rigid hands against your body always has your heady with arousal.

You'd whine and plead for him to be inside you, your grip on the sheets tightning when he finally give you exactly what you want - his thick fingers filling you out perfectly, curving them right at the sensitive spot on your clit. His fingers always give you that perfect scratch you need to feel good, they feel so much better than your own, reaching places that you didn't even know existed.

It's already almost too much with just his fingers but when he flattens his tongue against you, burying his face deep into your core, it has you lightheaded with stars in your vision. The sensations are too much and suddenly you're overcome with the high of your orgasm, body spasming in place as he holds you down on his tongue and fingers that are still drawling inside you.

Then he gentles. Mouth softening, his tongue easing into slow, soothing strokes, then just... kisses. Open-mouthed, lazy, worshipful. The inside of your thigh. The crease of your hip. Anywhere he can reach.

You collapse down into the bed off him. Your legs don't work. Your spine is liquid. There's nothing in your brain for once, except soft, cottony nothingness. ⋆˚꩜｡

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Inlove with topurias new haircut ♡(˃͈ ˂͈ )

[copluhh]

m-1 isu (ref from his mansour fight) euuuuuuuu😓 ksw ddp next because oomfie wanted it

[ilyrory]

maybe im just a mean evil hater but khamzat chimaev is so ugly

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18 + Dustin poirer x reader - morning sex drabble⋆˚࿔

Morning sex with him was sweet and lazy. He was spooning you, with his chest pressed against your back, his head resting on your shoulder blade as he slid his hand underneath your thigh. Holding your thigh up, your hand slipped between to slide your panties to the side and pull down his boxers enough to let his cock spring free.

His lips gently pressed against your neck, a groan slipping as his cock rubbed in between your folds, gathering your slick so he could easily slip into you. It started with slow, lazy thrusts, but eventually turned fast and sloppy. The hand holding your thigh up slid down to circle your clit, giving you just enough pressure to reach that high sensation sooner rather than later, while his arm hooked underneath your thigh to keep it up.

"Y'feel so good in the mornin'.. y'know that?"

He murmured, his lips brushing your earlobe. His hand rubbing your clit trailed up along your body until he grabbed your chin, forcefully, yet still gently turning your head to face him. He leaned in to press his lips against your own, while his thrusts slowed ever so slightly. He wouldn't exactly be able to kiss you if you were already busy moaning so sweetly for him.

"Feels good, yeah?"

He spoke softly against your lips, the corners of his own curling up into a knowing smirk before he kissed you more deeply, taking advantage of the moans that slipped out for him to slip his tongue in. He knew exactly what to do and what to say to make you fall over the edge. With his thrusts once again becoming faster, yet still sloppy as his lips stayed pressed against your own. With a groan from his lips, you could feel him slam his hips harder against your own, before a warm, wet sensation filled you to the brim.

What else could you want on a warm sunday morning? >ᴗ<