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Paterson:

Thick Like Honey* ♥

4AM Dad

You're So Golden

DYTOMS? ♥

Kylo Ren:

I'd like to think it would be tender* DDDNE

The Judge

Needy

Clyde Logan:

Cherry Pie*

Summer Days*

Jason Roberts SVU:

Hard Day

Oops 1 2*

S*x Thing

Matty Solo/Blaise/William SNL:

Dinner Prep* Matty

Jack Gladney:

Dirty Old Man* ♥

Flip Zimmerman:

Mine*

Weekend Getaway*

Adam Sackler:

Bundling* 1 2

Maurizio Gucci:

AME,ER*

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[rynwritesstuff]

hey besties!

so sorry i disappeared yet again. life has been incredibly busy, and i've been generally unmotivated, but!!! i'd love to get some writing done for you all today! i currently have one request in my inbox, but i'd be happy to do more for you all! i reblogged a few writing prompt lists (here, here, and here) if you want to send me a few :)

love,

ryn <3

[rynwritesstuff]

Hi :) I was the who asked about the neurodivergent thing with Paterson. No worries on not feeling comfortable writing it, I understand! Could you possibly write "they're lying on the bed, one on top of the other just planting kisses alllllll over their face. all over." with Paterson? <3333

Hi, anon! Thank you so much for understanding and for being patient with me :) I hope you enjoy this!!

Paterson x Reader

Contains: Soft intimacy and love <3

Word Count: 320

Summary: You and Paterson wake up together.

He’s watching you. Your man. Your Paterson. His hair is tousled and his left cheek is rosy from sleeping on it, and he’s smiling softly. “You look so beautiful,” Paterson says, voice barely above a whisper as he stares down at your sleeping form. He touches your shoulder, and you shift slightly. He caresses your skin with the pad of his thumb, then leans in to kiss your arm. You open your eyes a few moments later, and he smiles at you. 

“Hey,” he says gently. You reach for his hand and bring it to your lips so that you can kiss his fingers. 

“Mm. Hi,” you hum. You turn so that you’re lying on your back, and Paterson continues to watch you. You’re naked from the night before. He’s wearing only a pair of boxers, and he carefully pulls the covers up over your chest so that you don’t get cold. 

“You’re sweet,” you yawn as he leans over you. You wrap your arms around the back of his neck and pull him down so that you can kiss him properly. He presses his lips against yours, and you hum tiredly. 

Paterson pulls back slightly, then lets his eyes roam over your face. He presses a kiss to your forehead, then your cheeks, then your nose, then your jaw, then–

You laugh softly as he kisses your face and straddles you carefully. You run your fingers through his messy hair, smiling and chuckling as you do. 

“I love you so much,” you say before pressing your mouth against his firmly. 

“I love you too, honey,” Paterson says. He’s bursting with love for you, and it spills out of him in moments like this one. Paterson presses his cheek against your chest, then, and you wrap your arms around him. 

“Mm. Let’s go back to sleep,” he says. You kiss the top of his head, then close your eyes again. 

“Okay, baby.”

[corens0ups]

Fun Under The Sun(dress)

{ flip zimmerman x female reader }

wanted to put out a little warm-up fic before my official return, so enjoy some sexy sundress fun with Flip ;) ...also forgive my rustiness lol, it's been a while since I've written anything for tumblr!

warnings. SMUT (18+ ONLY), outdoor sex, high risk of getting caught/being seen, p in v, quickie, some dirty talk, creampie.

word count: 634

** CLICKING “KEEP READING” MEANS YOU UNDERSTAND & ACKNOWLEDGE ALL OF THE WARNINGS LISTED ABOVE AND ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOUR CONTENT CONSUMPTION IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. MINORS DNI. **

It's a beautiful day at Moore Park, the tolerable warmth of the late afternoon sun casting golden rays over the Colorado greenery. The screaming kids have all gone home, there are no more kites flying against the brilliant blue sky, and that lingering barbecue smell in the air is finally starting to fade. Very few people remain at the park at this hour, just before closing.

He's been all over you all day, Flip has. You're wearing that special sundress after all, the one he can never ever resist. His hands were on you in some way all day long, his eyes lingered whenever you walked away or towards him...man, he loves that fucking sundress.

Flip grunts softly in your ear as his hips thrust forward and your insides are suddenly stretched open around his thick member. Your eyes flutter shut and a soft, shaky sigh of his name slips past your lips.

"Mm, Flip..."

He sets a pace right away, his large fingers digging into the fat of you hips as his hips rock back and forth quickly. You two have to be quick, since you're literally on a picnic blanket at the top of the hill and the park rangers will be coming through within the next few minutes to kick everyone out.

"Goddamn, this dress," Flip growls, leaning over you a bit and planting a hand on the ground while the other holds your jaw firmly. "You wore this on purpose, didn't you? Hm?"

You nod, whimpering softly as he slips a finger into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue lightly. "Mhm!"

"Good girl." He chuckles gruffly, his thrusts getting shorter, sharper as he pulls his finger away and presses your front down onto the blanket. "I love it when you tease me on purpose and then act all surprised when I give you e-exactly what you've been begging for all fuckin' day."

Your eyes roll back in your head as your cheek rubs back and forth on the thick picnic blanket, hands desperately gripping the fabric.

"F-Fuck, baby, please..."

Your breathy plea doesn't go unrewarded, for Flip kicks it into high gear in this moment and pounds you as hard as he can, chasing his orgasm. He knows he can't make you cum right now, but when you get home...he'll make it up to you again, again, and again.

"I'm gonna cum," Flip breathes, kissing and nipping at your shoulder. "Mm, gonna stuff you so full, peanut. It's gonna d-drip out of you - fuck - your little pussy won't be able to h-hold it all in..."

His movements are starting to falter and his voice is getting more shaky, which means he's getting close. You moan, chewing your lip to try and keep somewhat quiet.

Flip finds his release before he can even properly warn you, groaning lowly as his hips press against you, rolling slightly. His warm cum comes in spurts, reaching deeply inside of you and after a little bit, Flip pulls out. He hums, smiling softly at the sight of his cum slipping from your entrance before pulling your panties back into place and tugging the skirt of your sundress down.

You sit up on your knees and turn around, and Flip immediately pulls you in for a kiss before tucking himself away quickly. You two sit back down on the blanket, lips never separating as you two maneuver into position and whisper sweet nothings against each others lips.

The whole thing couldn't have been planned better, considering that only moments later, one of the park rangers comes up the hill and tells you both it's time to go.

As if nothing had happened, you agreed and packed your things up in the truck, then headed home, both very much eager to start round two.

****

tagging some friends! @safarigirlsp @babbushka @rynwritesstuff @mrs-zimmerman @clydesfavoritegirl @mythrielofsolitude (let me know if you'd like to be tagged in future works by either leaving a comment on this post or dropping an ask in my inbox!!)

[rynwritesstuff]

Along the lines of the telling them about your kinks prompt, what about telling Flip that you want him to be extra dominant and aggressive? Please and thank you 🖤

Can do, anon! Thank you for requesting!! <3

Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Contains: NSFW content, Oral (reader receiving) (because apparently I have been on an oral sex kick lmao), dominant Flip, gendered nicknames (pretty girl, best girl)

Word Count: 700

Summary: You ask Flip to be more dominant with you. He obliges.

It’s been weighing on you, this thing that you’d like to tell Flip. He’s a kind man, a gentleman, and you know deep down that even if he doesn’t want to do what it is you’re going to ask of him, he’ll still be sweet about it. He’ll still love you, because his love is unconditional. You hope it is, at least . . .

He gets home around ten, which is considered early for him, and you approach him. Flip smiles when he sees you, then leans down to slip his boots off as you walk up to him. 

“Hey, baby,” he says. “How’s my best girl?” 

There it is. That gentlemanly-ness that has always both aroused you and frustrated you at times. 

“I’m good, honey,” you say, putting your hands on his chest. He can tell immediately that there’s something you want to say, and he puts his hands on your hips, pulling your body flush against his. 

“What’s on your mind, pretty girl?” Flip asks, his hands wandering down to your ass so he can give it a squeeze. You reach forward, cupping his crotch gently. 

“I have a request,” you say, smirking softly to hide your nerves. Or, rather, your eagerness and excitement to hear what he says. 

Flip hums, kissing you a few times. 

“Tell me.”

You rub his crotch, pressing a bit more firmly. 

“I want you to be more . . . I don’t know . . . Aggressive with me,” you say, staring up at him as you touch him. He seems surprised, or interested at least, and you offer him a small smile. “If you’d be comfortable with that–”

Flip tugs you forward, then pins you against the wall by the front door with a bit more force than he would normally use. Your breath catches in your throat. 

“Like that?” he asks, voice low. You nod. “Use your words.”

“Yes, Flip,” you breathe, nodding again. “Like that.”

He looks you over for a moment before pressing his hand between your thighs. 

“I wanna taste you,” he says firmly. “Pants and underwear off. Get on the couch.” 

You hurry to listen, pussy throbbing with arousal. As you do this, Flip unbuckles his belt, tosses it to the floor, unzips his jeans, and pulls his cock out. He strokes himself as he steps towards you, a new-found wave of neediness hitting him when he sees the way you’re looking at him. 

“Good girl,” Flip tells you as you spread your legs for him. He settles between them, observing the way your entrance clenches and unclenches out of desperation for a moment before he leans in to lick up your wetness. 

You groan, hands instinctively moving down to tug and grip at his hair. He grunts into your pussy, then says: “Mm. So wet for me. You needed me bad, hm?” 

You nod even though he can’t see you, then mumble out a soft, “Y-Yes!” 

“Dirty girl needed me all fucking night, hm? Were you thinking about this?” he asks. You groan in response. He smacks your thigh. “Answer me.” 

“Yes, Flip, mmm . . . W-Was thinking about you a-all fucking evening . . .”

Flip reaches down to touch himself as he eats your pussy, and he sighs shakily before resuming his actions.

“F-Fuck, gonna cum–” 

“Ask for permission,” Flip says, cutting you off, and you have to tighten your core in order to not climax right then and there. He sucks at your clit harder. “Go on. Ask me. Beg me.”

He’s so into this, so into you, and–

“Please! Please, c-can I cum?” you ask, hips stuttering as you hold off your orgasm. 

“Mm, mhm,” Flip hums, looking up at you. “Cum for me, pretty girl.”

You let go, not needing to be told twice as your orgasm crashes over you. 

“S-Shit! Fuck, Flip!” you groan, pushing your hips up against his mouth. He takes you through you orgasm, then looks up at you as he leans up and kisses you firmly. 

“I’m gonna fuck you,” he breathes. “And you’re gonna take it like a good girl. Understand?” 

You nod quickly. 

“Yes. Y-Yes, Flip. Please . . .”

Taglist: @safarigirlsp @cinnamon-girl01 (Let me know if you'd like to be added!)

[rynwritesstuff]

Omg will you please do saying I love you for the first time with Flip?? Thank you

Sure thing!

Flip Zimmerman x Reader

Contains: Fluff, Flip being cute

Word count: 360

Summary: Headcanons about Flip saying "I love you" to you for the first time.

Part of you was waiting for him to say “I love you” in some grand, ceremonious, presenting you with flowers in the rain and confessing his deep, deep love to you. 

It doesn’t happen like that. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. 

You’re over at his house, helping him cook dinner. The two of you have made this a habit every weekend: Cooking dinner together and listening to a record or two. 

Flip is whistling along to the song currently playing, and you drop a plate on the floor. It shatters, and you startle, immediately feeling guilty.

You hurry to kneel down and gather the pieces, but Flip grabs your arm before you can do it and pulls you back gently. 

“Don’t, you’ll cut yourself,” he says. “Let me sweep it up, baby.”

You go to protest, but he’s already going to get the broom. You sigh. 

“That was a nice plate,” you say softly when he comes back. “I’m really sorry.”

Flip chuckles softly, shaking his head. 

“God, I love you,” he mutters. Your eyes widen, and you pause, completely taken aback by his words. 

“You . . . What?” you ask, almost not believing your own ears. Flip looks up at you, then, eyebrows slightly raised, and begins to stumble over his own words. 

“I, uh . . . What I meant was–” 

“I love you, too,” you say quickly. Flip’s mouth gapes open for a moment before he closes it and sets the broom aside, stepping over the glass to get to you. 

“Do you really, baby?” he asks, putting his hands on your hips gently. You nod, smiling as you touch his chest. 

“Of course I do,” you say. Flip kisses you, then, and you know all too well what this kind of kiss means.

“Mm, Flip – honey– the floor . . .”

He kisses you a few more times, then smiles widely at you. 

“I’ll clean it up, and then we’ll eat, and then we’re going to have sex for at least an hour. Okay?” 

You laugh, even though it wasn’t meant to be funny. 

“Okay, honey.”

“I love you,” Flip says again. 

“I love you, too.”

Taglist: @safarigirlsp (Let me know if you'd like to be added!)

[rynwritesstuff]

Request: NYE getaway in the mountains with Charlie. He loses it and completely devours you after taking a hot aromatic bath together. —🐝

For sure! Thank you for requesting!! :)

Charlie Barber x Reader

Contains: NSFW content, oral/fingering (reader receiving)

Word count: 810

Summary: You and Charlie enjoy a relaxing evening in the mountains.

You light the fourth candle, then set it on the bathroom counter. Charlie is already undressed and laying out your clothes for after the bath you’ve set up for the two of you. You glance back at him, smiling softly as you stare at his naked form for a moment. 

“It’s ready, Charlie,” you say as he turns around. He nods, then walks back into the bathroom from the bedroom. 

“Mm,” he hums, wrapping his arms around your middle. He slips his hands under your sweater and touches your stomach. “Smells good. What’d you put in there?” 

You lean back against him. 

“A few bath bombs and some essential oils,” you say, reaching up to massage the back of his head. He kisses your cheek, and you smile. “Wanna get in, baby?” 

Charlie nods, kissing you again before pulling away so that you can undress in front of him. The overhead lights are off, and the only things that are providing light are the candles you’ve just lit. You’re incredibly relaxed already, and when you’re completely naked, you step into the large tub before Charlie. The wind is howling outside, and you sigh at the sound, knowing that you and your man are all cozied up in this big lodge in the mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle of New York.

Charlie steps into the tub, then sits down in the hot, fragrant water. He sighs, then leans back against you. The tub is large enough for the two of you to both stretch out, and Charlie submerges his entire body under the water. His back rests against your chest, and you wrap your arms around him before pressing a kiss to the top of his head. 

“Mm. This is nice,” Charlie says softly, resting his hands on your thighs. “I love you.”

“I love you too, honey.”

The two of you sit like this for a very long time, long enough that the water begins to get cold. Charlie leans up to drain the tub, and you sigh at the loss of contact. You watch the muscles in his back move, flexing and unflexing as he unplugs the drain and reaches around to grip the side of the tub. You bite the inside of your lip as he looks at you. 

“What?” Charlie asks gently, a small, knowing smile on his face as the water begins to go down the drain, revealing your breasts and naked body from under the bubbles.  “Nothing,” you say. “You’re just handsome.”

Charlie leans forward and kisses you, pressing his lips firmly against yours. 

“Mm. And you’re beautiful.” 

The two of you get out of the tub and dry off. You go to put your lotion on once you’re dry, and Charlie takes the bottle out of your hands before you can pour some out. “Let me.” 

He pours some lotion into his hands, then rubs them together to warm it up before running his hands over your arms. He massages it into the skin there, then gathers more lotion on his hands. He stares at you, not once breaking eye contact as he gets on his knees in front of you and begins to rub lotion onto your legs. You let out a shaky, aroused breath. 

“Charlie . . .”

“I want you,” he says. “I need to taste you.”

You nod, your hands finding his hair to give it a tug.

“Go ahead, baby,” you say as you lean back against the counter and spread your legs for him. “You can–” 

Charlie spreads your pussy lips, then licks a solid stripe through your core, gathering your wetness on his tongue. You taste sweet, like a piece of candy that only Charlie gets to have. He hums, then begins to move his mouth and tongue against your clit.

“O-Oh, fuck . . . Mmm, Charlie . . .”

He eats you out furiously, almost as if you’re water and he hasn’t had anything to drink in days. You sigh and moan and move your hips as Charlie brings your orgasm closer and closer. He’s hard, and when you look down at him, he’s already staring up at you. The sight makes your pussy clench. 

“F-Fuck, honey . . . “ you breathe.

“You close?” Charlie asks, bringing two fingers up and pushing them against your entrance. You grunt softly, gripping his hair. “S-So close,” you sigh as he begins to finger you at the same time. “Fuck–!” 

You cum right then and there, groaning and sighing as Charlie works you through your climax. You let out a shaky sigh as he pulls away, then gets to his feet as he licks his fingers clean. 

“Love you so much,” he says before pressing his lips against yours. “So good.”

“Mmm. I love you too, Charlie.”