#nominors

[nocturnalmourning]

I'm gonna say this one last time.

If you are underage do not dm me.

My blog is nsfw and minors are not welcome.

[findroleplay]

👑Hi ! 25+, She/Her, CEST.

Literacy/frequency: I'm literate-advanced literate. I can write beyond the discord limit, or faster replies, I adjust to the person I'm writing with but I like fairly detailed scenes. I'm quite active, if I like the rp a lot I can answer several times a day or once a day (we all have a life I understand that we can't always, it's the same for me, just warn).

Fandom: HOTD (AegonxAemond, Aegonxoc, Aemondxoc, modern or not, I have plenty of ideas), Sandman (ocxoc), Constantine DC universe (ocxoc), or crossover between Sandman and Hotd, I have a plot too. Fandomless : Enemies to lovers, dark and conflicting but passionate stories.

Plot ideas: I have several plot ideas and if that doesn't inspire you, we can build some together with great pleasure.

Before a solar wave, two people meet for the first time, the tone rises, they argue. A few months after the apocalypse, one of the two is in danger and the other saves them. I have the whole story in more detail and editable if you are inspired. (MxM or MxF)

Two childhood friends who grew up together but were separated as teenagers reunite as adults; one is the leader of a major mafia gang and the other one of the best federal agents in the country. The agent will infiltrate the mafia for his work and find himself under the orders of his former childhood friend. (MxM or MxF I will write F and we can double if you need, I like stories with more than two characters)

A group of friends who have known each other since the orphanage where they grew up and later become a group of gangsters, going through prison, etc. (MxM, MxF, multiple partners, I'm pretty open!)

Two brothers/siblings/friends are kidnapped by a Bolivian cartel and thrown into the forest for a kind of manhunt, they get out of it together and in turn become, little by little, the leader of a gang which becomes powerful and seek revenge.

Triggers: This will be an adult RP, so no minors, preferably looking for people who are 20 years or older. I don't have any particular issues with FxF; I'm just not used to it, but I'm open to trying. There will be NSFW content, as I enjoy writing it, but it shouldn't be the only focus of the story - we need a real plot.

I have few limits, but I like to discuss them with the person before starting. 

Other: I'm a talkative person who loves to exchange ideas, whether it's sharing Pinterest boards related to our RP or discussing everyday life topics - I'm open to chatting and even becoming friends. Despite having a full-time job, I can reply several times during the day and sometimes throughout the evening. I hate being ghosted and never do it myself.

So, if you survided this long shoot and you're the type who is super passionate and invested, enjoys creating stories, imagining adventures and worlds, sharing your latest musical discoveries, and sending silly gifs - let's connect! Please like this message to show you're interested! #nominors #hotd #fandomless #talkative #mxm #mxf

-

[spazzymousegirl]

...My humble offering (/ω＼*)……… (/ω•＼*)

[lazypeachsoul]

Mission kind of accomplished.

dad!Sam Wilson x mom!Reader.

Request: by @rax-writes "I'm an absolute sucker for anything dad!Sam, or some smut if you're up for it?"

Warnings: +18 because my blog is not safe for minors. smutty-ish. mentions of babies and motherhood.

Word count: 1.6k (short and sweet to start my writing journey)

A/N: I kind of cheated my way through this request because it's not full on smut. But I wanted something kind of sweet for my first imagine. Gif by the incredible @meragifs that is not relevant to the plot it's just there to enjoy the beautiful view.

Placing the last of the plates in the dishwasher you smiled contently. There is nothing like the feeling of a Saturday night when nothing but relaxing is expected and everything feels calm. Everything except for the babbling and giggles you could hear from upstairs.

With a smile you start climbing the stairs trying your best to not make yourself known. The sound was louder and you could also hear the deep voice of your husband talking, or was it singing? Leaning against the frame of the door you could see Sam holding your beautiful daughter in his arms, both looking at the colorful bookshelf.

“I know you like ‘The very hungry caterpillar’ but maybe if we change today…” Sam was quickly interrupted by the small girl trying to pick up a red book. “Do you want your heart broken? ‘Corduroy’ is not a happy book baby. You know what? ‘The very hungry caterpillar’ it is.”

As much as you tried to hold it in the giggle escaped your lips without realizing. Quickly turning Sam’s smile grew when he saw you and the baby’s babbling started again when she saw her mum. When the baby was born you made a promise to always enjoy those domestic and familiar moments. With Sam being The Falcon you knew family life would not be what others consider normal, but it was so worth it for moments like this.

“What you laughing at?” Sam’s voice broke you out of your thoughts.

“Nothing, I just know whose heart breaks when reading ‘Corduroy’.” Moving from your position you caress the baby’s chubby cheek before looking up at your husband. “And it’s not hers.”

With a scoff Sam moved to sit on the recliner placing the five month old on his thigh with her head against his broad chest. She looked so much like him, the same big brown eyes that could get you to do whatever they wanted and the million dollar smile. Sam looked expectantly in your direction with the book raised.

“What are you waiting for? The show can’t start without you”

Walking towards the recliner he pulled you into his free thigh making you fall with a yelp and his grunt at the less than graceful landing. As if nothing, he opened the book and started telling the story of the hungry little insect as if portraying a shakespearean character. If only the bad guys saw the mighty Falcon now. The small girl’s eyes were slowly closing and she snuggled closer to her father’s chest.

Before you even realized the book was closed and operation transfer to the crib started. Weekends gave you the opportunity to see Sam as a dad and knowing how much he enjoyed this time you didn’t even try to interrupt. He moved through the nursery like it was an official mission, with precision and caution. And you couldn’t ignore his satisfied smile when the baby didn’t even make a sound.

“Mission accomplished?” You whispered when he exited the room leaving the door ajar. He silently high fived you and wrapped his arm around your neck, leading you towards your room.

Throwing yourself on the bed you could feel the tension of the week leaving your body. Lifting onto your elbows you observed Sam getting ready for bed. There was something mesmerizing in seeing him carry out his night-time routine, almost as mesmerizing as seeing him in full on dad mode. He was washing his face in the en-suite when you came up with a plan.

Stealthily you walked into the bathroom and wrapped your arms the best you could around his broad frame. He tensed at the feeling, probably because of his training, but as soon as you kissed the back of his neck you could feel a shiver run through him.

“Someone is feeling loving today.” Sam spoke and without looking at his face you could tell he had a cocky smile on.

“I’m loving everyday.” You spoke softly, lips pressed between his naked shoulderblades. “But tonight particularly.”

“What’s got you like this?” He spoke, not even bothering to stop with his night routine. “Not that I’m complaining, I love when you get like this.”

You tried to answer but it was muted by your lips pressing along the expanse of his back. Sam’s laugh rumbled in his chest, clearly enjoying your mood for the night.

“Do you know how good you look all domestic? Seeing you being protective of her but so soft and caring...”

Your hands had started roaming his front hard and muscly from the endless training he did. Sam’s hand grabbed your left hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing the palm softly.

“Really? That’s all it takes?” You hummed against his skin and another shiver ran through his skin.

He turned around and pulled you closer to his body. Before you could even get your voice out his lips pressed against yours with force, making you forget what you even wanted to say. Sneaking your hand to the back of his neck you pulled him to you, not wanting him to escape.

That move broke his willpower making him take hold of your hips, seemingly he didn’t want you running away either. You tried to separate your lips, pulling a groan from his lips.

“Bedroom?” Was the only whispered word you could muster.

“Bedroom.” He concluded between heavy breaths.

Before you could turn towards the door Sam lifted you, making you wrap your legs around his waist. Damn is all that training working. While you laughed at the unexpected gesture he moved with dexterity towards the bed. He dropped you on the mattress with a smile that you can only describe as trouble.

Jumping on top of you trying his best not to squish you, the laughing started again. A static noise was heard from the baby monitor placed on the nightstand, making you both stop. When no other noise was heard from the device Sam pressed your lips together in a kiss that made you melt against him.

“I missed you.” He whispered and you could feel his hands dig underneath his your t-shirt.

“I missed you too Sammy, so much.” You whined at the feeling of his hard body against yours and his hand caressing your soft skin.

You pushed your chest to him, encouraging to take off the piece of clothing. He took the chance, quickly taking the piece of clothing as if it offended him. His lips pressed against your now bare clavicle, tickling you with his facial hair and making you shiver. His lips lowered even more, pressing soft kisses against your torso until they reached the top of your breast.

When you said you missed him, you really meant it. Missions and a five month old had made intimacy something scarce and as much as you wanted everything he could give you, you knew time is a privilege. And Sam was taking things really slow.

Lifting yourself you moved your hands to unclasp the old bra you were wearing and threw it across the room. Sam looked at you with a raised brow and the beginning of a smile.

“What? You were taking too long…” His hand moved to grab one of your breasts and his thumb softly touched your nipple, making you gasp.

He moved his lips back down, putting the other nipple in his mouth and softly playing with it until it hardened, his hand never stopping it’s movements. You tried to contain the moans but it had been so long and Sam knew exactly what to do to get you going.

You moved your hands to his shoulders, not knowing if you wanted to move and get more or stay like that with Sam making you feel great. Choosing the first one you pushed on his shoulders making him fall on his back on the bed. Moving quickly, although not with the same dexterity as him, you straddled his hips.

You could feel the room getting hotter, the small pieces of clothing you were both wearing becoming a bother. You leaned down for a kiss, moving your hands down his torso and hooking the underneath the elastic of his sweatpants. He lifted his hips, grounding his hips against yours and making you both moan in the process.

Rapidly moving to pull down the sweatpants a wail from the baby monitor made you stop and drop your head on Sam’s chest. Before even knowing what you were doing you jumped to put the discarded t-shirt back on and moved to the nursery.

A few minutes later, enough to calm himself a bit, Sam saw you return to the room with a teary eyed baby in your arms, and as soon as the little girl saw her dad her lip started to quiver again.

“What happened baby?” He spoke softly when you placed her in next to him on the bed, forgetting any previous activities.

“She dropped her bunny and she must have gotten scared. She wouldn’t let me put her down again.” You explained, playing with the baby’s soft curls to calm her, even if she was too busy looking at her father.

Dad mode activated again, Sam moved the sheets to cover the small child (and bunny) and started whispering a story to her. Getting under the sheets too you saw her eyes dropping again, and soon enough she was out like a light. Nothing like dad to soothe his baby girl back to sleep.

When you looked up Sam was already looking at you apologetically, and a small glint of lust still, but you just smiled.

“She’s lucky she’s cute, huh?” Sam smiled at your comment and nodded.

“We do make cute babies. Even if she is trying to cockblock us” He moved his hands to cover the girl’s ears at the comment making you laugh.

“I mean...It will get better. Otherwise people wouldn’t have siblings.” You joked and moved to peck his lips, careful with the sleeping baby between you.

“I guess" He whispered against your lips. "Next time she’s going to Sarah’s though.”

[draganasimpsforjeff]

Bro I just wanna be held by Jane and just smash my face in her boobs is that too much to ask for?? 🥺🥺

[nocturnalmourning]

If you are a minor please don't follow me or interact with me.

[findroleplay]

Hello ! 

I’m a 33F looking for 21+M for smut (let say 40/60).  I am looking for a partner to write with. I’ve been roleplaying for years, dark themes are okay, violence and all, no prob with dubcon, we just have to talk about it, like all the kinks you want to put in. 

I like being able to build a real plot, that there are twists, a story and that we have fun together. I’m semi literate to advanced literate and I rp on discord only. 

Also be able to discuss alongside roleplay- sharing, chatting..- and above all, be a minimum active (I answer several times a day)

If you are interested, like the post and I will come back to you.

#fandomless #rporiginal #nominors

-

[spazzymousegirl]

I present my scientific thesis on what Peter's problem is.

Too much horny tongue and not enough thinky brain.