#anon thots

[palmtreesx3]

i just know when joe keery blows his nose it makes a comically loud honking sound

😂 listen. Yes. I think he probably has some redonkulous habits that I could look past only because he's so fuckin pretty

[onlymingyus]

Dude I’m at my grandparents but I can’t help but think abt the idea of how sexy calling men sluts are (not requesting btw just venting) bc LIKE IMAGINE. Cheol being needy all day while you’re w friends and you’ve never dommed or aNYTHING before but when you get home after having dealt w his hands on your ass and thighs all day,,,, you get home and turn to him and say “Seungcheol, care to tell me why you’ve acted like such a slut today, begging for attention?” And you don’t MEAN for it to be dominate or sexy, but his already big eyes widen and his pink blossom lips part in exhale and just….. he’s your little attention whore <3 and it becomes a thing for the two of you, for when you’re with his friends and he’s all over you, showing them your HIS, and you just lean over him and whisper in his ear “such a slut, aren’t you?” And MY GTANDPARENTS JUSF WALKED IN THE DOOR, BYEEEE ✌️✌️✌️

fjdklas; this is oooo boy. I hope you had a good holiday because damn what a thought. I love the idea of calling men sluts sometimes too, it's not all the time but sometimes a good sub!seventeen moment will come over me and just have to scratch that itch.

The idea of calling Cheol a slut just sends my brain into a tail spin. You should write this anon. I think it would be amazing.

[boontaeveboba]

Soooo... Crosshair and his dear getting busy in that bunk, huh? 👀 Let's explore that more. Our sniper puts one hand over her mouth and the other between her legs and just whispers filth in her ear. How quiet cam she be expected to be?

Oh Anon, let's explore!!! Poor girl just wanted time with Crosshair, but after what the other's said, he's a little worked up.

You're Gonna Be Okay Pt. II (Part I here)

Rating: M (18+)

Pairing: Crosshair x fem!reader

Warnings: explicit sex (PiV, unprotected [WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT]), dirty talk, fingering, topping clones (lol)

Crosshair shifted closer to you, snaking a hand around your waist. His bottom half grinding up against you. A familiar hardness dragging up and down.

The boys were still up with Tech in the cockpit, their words echoing in both of your minds

“Even I can hear what’s going on!” 

“You can be rather loud sometimes.”

A hand slipped down to your thigh, finger nails running cool, down your side before flipping to have those same fingers squeeze up to your hips.

Crosshair’s other hand came up to your neck, his head leaned in close to whisper in your ear.

“I suppose we’ll have to be quiet.”

You whined as he cupped your entrance through your pants. Fingers running teasingly closest to where you needed them most.

The hand up at your neck came to cover your mouth, achingly he dug his hips to your backside.

“Shhh darling, we can’t make a sound.” He rolled your pants down, allowing you to kick them off.

“But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to feel you writhe against me.”

You sank back against him, hoping for more friction.

“So needy.” He whispered.

You responded by grabbing one of his hands and guiding it past your underwear to your wet folds.

Crosshair hissed. Moving the hand at your mouth, he yanked all of his undergarments off, casting them aside with your own. His freed cock now rubbing against your ass. 

Two of his fingers were working you, but not quite to where you wanted.

You arched your back and adjusted your hips in an attempt to get the angle you wanted, but felt another hand still you by gripping your waist with bruising strength.

“Not yet.” He whispered.

You whined again.

A hand flew out quickly and slapped over your mouth.

“What did I say about making noise?” He hissed.

You dared to dart out your tongue to the hand silencing you, tasting your own arousal on the fingers.

Now it was Crosshair who let out a guttural moan.

You stifled a giggle, about to make a smart-ass remark, when he grabbed you and hoisted you up and over to straddle him.

“Shut up.” He whispered looking up at you with smoldering eyes. 

“I thought you said no noise.” You responded coyly. 

His response was to raise his hips up, his erection meeting your soaked underwear.

Your gazes met, daring each other to make the first sound. 

He smirked, not breaking your gaze.

His fingers hooked around the offending clothing, “Are these important?” He whispered.

You shook your head no.

A rare grin broke out on his face, finding the seams, he tore them and yanked the material away from you. 

“Much better.” He said softly, rubbing himself against your now dripping cunt. 

It took everything in you not to make a sound and fisted your hands into the fabric covering his chest. 

Crosshair placed one hand on your hip and the other against your cheek.

You leaned into his touch, the look shared between the two of you full of love and want. 

Wordlessly, you raised up and he guided his member to your entrance.

A moment passed, he nodded and you sank onto him.

If either of you thought that not making a sound before was difficult, it was nothing compared to that moment. 

Crosshair’s teeth sunk into his lips, attempting to silence any sounds coming from him. His hips jerked upwards to meet yours.

Fearing you wouldn’t be able to stay silent, you crashed your mouth against his. 

Continuing to thrust up into you, his hands came to capture the sides of your face forcing your mouth to stay with his.

The only noises coming from the two of you were the sounds of hips snapping and thrusting and kisses becoming more and more erratic. 

Hands moved back to your waist, effectively gluing you to him. You placed hot open mouth kisses along his neck.

Daring to break the silence, with one hand, he gripped your chin forcing eye contact.

“I need you to say it,” he hissed quietly. 

You quirked your head to the side and achingly slow, you circled your hips.

Crosshair gritted his teeth, holding in a moan.

His pace slowed, matching yours “Say it.”

You smiled and brought your face closer to his, “I’m yours Crosshair.”

It was barely a whisper, but enough to send him over the edge.

One hand fisted in the bunk sheets, the other your hip and you watched him come undone.

Watching him and feeling thrust deeper into you was enough to have an orgasm shudder through your entire body.  

Coming down from your high, your body fell limply on top of him. 

A quiet chuckle came from Crosshair’s chest.

Very slowly, he pulled out from you, slick coating both of your thighs. 

He pressed a kiss to your temple and ran a hand from the top of your head down your back.

Shifting you to his side momentarily, he grabbed the discarded blanket from earlier in the evening. He tugged you back on top of him and tucked the blanket it over the two of you.

You closed your eyes, enjoying the closeness of him, his hands running softly all over you. Your breathing slowed to match his.

You heard footsteps as two Batchers came into the bunk room.

“See, they can be quiet.” Tech whispered.

“More quiet than normally.” Hunter retorted.

Crosshair’s body stiffened under you.

Raising yourself slightly and turning to face them, you locked eyes with Hunter.

“I guess we’ll just have to keep practicing how quiet we can be.” You said.

Crosshair chuckled again while Hunter glared at you. Tech’s cheeks were flushed.

“We’ll get you some earplugs Sarge.” Crosshair said. 

Tech couldn’t help but snort before Hunter’s glare fell on him.

“Goodnight!” You said, laying yourself back on Crosshair.

His arms circled your waist. “Goodnight.” He whispered.

“GOODNIGHT!” You heard Wrecker yell and then laugh from all the way up from the cockpit.

“Guess we weren’t as quiet as we thought.” Crosshair whispered in your ear.

“Certainly not. Now please, actually get some REST.” Hunter said annoyedly. 

You smiled to yourself, settling back into Crosshair allowing sleep to whisk you away.

[book-of-baba-fett]

*perches on the edge of your askbox* So. Blowjobs with Rex. Specifically blowjobs kneeling in front of him so he can get a real good look at your tits as he watches you blow him. Thots?

don't worry - I've got you,💄baby girl , 😘.

some spice below the cut ft: oral sex (m receiving) and some deepthroating

And oh boy do I have thots on this. I firmly believe Rex is a tits man, he just loves how soft they are, how they feel in his hands. So as you're on your knees in front of him, you can't resist arching your chest out chest a bit, making sure he has the perfect view of them as you're bobbing up and down on his length. Maybe you're topless, maybe you're in a pretty little lingerie set (perhaps baby blue for your Captain?) Either way he can't get enough of the sight of you; on your knees, tits perked as your mouth brings him to absolute pleasure. BUt you don't let him reach down and touch them; something just tantalizes him more about them being forbidden. He's already weak at the knees when you take him whole, feeling him in your throat. He gasps above you stuttering your name as he comes In your mouth.

[fandom-blackhole]

all i want for christmas is to stroke din’s hair and cuddle him and call him beautiful is that so much to ask

Anon, my love, my darling, I think that is all any of us Din whores want. Just to hold him tight and have his arms wound around you as well. Leave kisses on the top of his head, along his hair line, his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, his chin, his everything, all the while just whispering your love and how much you cherish him and how perfect he is, how amazing he is. And Din just melts into you shy and flustered but unwilling to pull away from you because he feels safe and loved.

Anyway, I will now be yearning for intimate cuddles with Din for the rest of the night 😌

[shorkbrian]

Oh. I'm glad my opinion didn't offend you. If i may, i want to say more. You always can hit me, if my reasoning is wrong or you don't like them♡*peck on the forehead*

Welp. Aizawa is not as sweet and vanilla as Kirishima, but he is also quite tender. He's trying to buy, not earn, our love. He knows it doesn't work very well, but he can't help it. He uses a system of praise and gifts in our upbringing. If we behave well, we get something good, if we're a bad baby, he'll punish us, take away his last gift, or something. But his punishments are never cruel or rude. He never calls us rude words, even when he's so mad. And he never manipulates his love for us, in our punishments. "You were a very, very bad kitten. I'm very disappointed. I still love you very much, but I have to punish you. Be a good kitty, and don't ever make me mad again. Now, put (the gift) on my table yourself, and tell me how you can fix it." He realy likes to give us gifts and praise, when we're a good baby.

We will always be his little, beloved, cute kitten. He really wants to dress us up in a cute kitty costume. But he's a little afraid to do it, because he might not hold back and hurt us. He doesn't like to hurt us. But: "sometimes you don't give me a choice, baby kitten. Now, lie on your belly on my lap and pull down your pants. I'm waiting!". He liked spanking us, but he doesn't use the belt anymore, just his arm. He also uses spankings in punishments. Their strength is commensurate with our misconduct. Of course, he wants to whip us again until we're bruised and bloody, but he doesn't. After all, we mean too much to him.

I think, he divorced our mother and used all his powers and connections to make us stayed with him, not with her. He may have liked our mother, as a woman, but when we all started living together, we came out on top for him. We have always been and will always be his baby. In all senses.

Huge, fat daddy kink. And cute dressups. And he loves it. /Even if you don't feel like you're a baby for daddy kink, don't worry, love, he'll m a k e you\ He absolutely loves our body and appearance. He doesn't care if we have scars, stretch marks, moles, whatever. We excite him if we are plump, thin, or muscular. He wants to see this body in a cute pillow Princess dress. He wants to see this body in beautiful underwear. He wants to see this body naked. He wants to squeeze his cock with those breasts, ass cheeks, thighs. And fuck them. So hard. And he doesn't care if we're not a "classic" baby for daddy kink. We can be his baby, even in black and red. In anything. He loves and wants us.

He's always fighting with himself between being our daddy and papa. He wants us to be his sweet, cute, little housewife, always waiting him in home, with love in our eyes and the wetness between legs. And at the same time, he wants us to realize our potential and fulfill our dreams. But he's too possessive and afraid to let us go for that. We are his little baby, and we belong only to him.

He acts like our papa when he's not with us. He brags about us to his friends and colleagues. If we have lived with him since childhood, he still keeps our gifts for him. These are his treasures. He would bring us to work and his friends would babyling us. At first, he was: "oh, how cute", but then he got so much jealous when we hugged the neck of his friend-colleague. And then he would pinch us imperceptibly, we would start crying, and he would return us to his soothing, loving daddy's arms. Whenever we were in someone else's arms, he would do something unnoticed that made us cry, and he would take us back to comfort us. Now we are grown up, it doesn't work and it makes him very sad.

He hates when we cry, but he loves when we need him. He loves to comfort us, to take care of us. This is one of the many reasons why he takes a shower with us. And that's why he wants to tie us up in bed.

We are his treasure, which he will never give to anyone. He will be happy if we have a bad relationship with our real family to comfort and protect us. It is a special pleasure if we speak ill of our biological father. He will keep and protect us no matter what.

Thanks for your attention. Have a nice day.

-Anon with a stupid opinion.♡

Inch resting

[maybe-your-left]

Girl dr ren is my emotional support fictional boyfriend

anon, i have never read something more true. he is BABY. and DADDY. and the LIGHT OF MY LIFE. 

i would do anything for that man. and I WILL NOT STOP PUSHING OUT DOCTOR REN CONTENT. 

however i feel like he's not a good emotional support person, a good boyfriend yes, but he is a little manic at times and might be more of an enabler. EITHER WAY I LOVE HIM. 

[palmtreesx3]

I NEED to rim steve Harrington for the new years. sent tweet

-🧱

Oh sweet 🧱. I love that for you. If I could get my hands on Steve Harrington on NYE, I'd take a break from giving him the best blowjob of his life just to kiss the tip when the clock strikes 12.

But... What will he give you in return to ring in the new year??