#request by anon

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franco goes to #jail #hornyjail #naughty #badboy 😇

[soapyspurnell]

some protector - steve harrington x reader (req by anon)

summary: after a harsh breakup, steve is reminiscing on what could have been. req by anon. based off some protector by role model.

tw: none!!

whenever steve thought about forever, he thought about you.

and not in some vague, passing way — you were the picture in his head when he imagined growing old. you were the laugh he heard when he thought about dinner parties and lazy sundays. you were the arms he imagined falling into at the end of every hard day. you were his person. his best friend. the love of his fucking life.

you knew him — ike, actually really knew him. and not just the surface stuff, like how he liked his coffee or what kind of music he played on long drives (although you knew those things, too). you knew what made him tick, what made him shut down, what scared him even when he wouldn’t say it out loud. you knew how to pull him back when he got lost in his head, how to call him out when he needed it, how to love him on the days when he didn’t feel lovable at all.

he loved the way you talked about your dreams like they were already real. how your eyes lit up when you spoke about the future. and somewhere along the line, your dreams became his too. he started seeing his life in chapters, and you were in every single one of them.

you were his girl. his future wife. his past, his present, his future.

so why the fuck is he sitting in a crowded ass bar right now, nursing a drink he doesn’t even want, watching you dance with some other guy?

he didn’t mean to end up here. promised himself he wasn't gonna end up like every heartbroken guy, drinking the pain away. but here he is anyway, tucked in a corner booth like he’s part of the furniture, pretending he’s not watching you, even though of course he is, because how could he not be?

and god, you look happy. like, really fucking happy. you’re smiling in that way you used to smile at him. the kind of smile that feels like sunshine. and the guy you’re dancing with—he’s making you laugh. that kind of laugh that bubbles up out of you when you’re not even trying to be charming. the laugh steve used to think was his favorite sound in the world.

he tries to look away. he tells himself to stop torturing himself. but he can’t. because all he can think about is how it used to be him standing there with you. how it used to be his hand in yours, his voice in your ear, his name lighting up your phone.

and yeah, maybe things weren’t perfect. maybe you fought more than you should have toward the end. maybe he pulled away when he should’ve leaned in. maybe you were tired of being the only one holding everything together. he doesn’t blame you. not really. but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

he thought love like yours was supposed to be enough. he thought that if two people really, truly loved each other, they could make it through anything. but love, as it turns out, isn’t always enough. not if timing’s wrong. not if people stop fighting for it.

and maybe that’s what stings the most. the fact that it ended not with a bang, but with silence. with space. with quiet goodbyes and unanswered messages. with both of you pretending it was for the best, even though neither of you really believed that.

he wonders if you still think about him. if you still remember the way his hand fit perfectly in yours. if you still hear his laugh sometimes in the back of your mind. or if you’ve managed to push him out completely. if this new guy — who’s making you smile so goddamn easily — has already filled the space where steve used to be.

he thinks about the little things, too. the way you used to fall asleep on the couch with your feet tucked under his thighs. the way you’d hum when you were brushing your teeth. the way your voice got quiet when you were trying not to cry. all the soft, strange, ordinary things that made up your life together.

he finishes his drink and sets the glass down a little too hard, the sound swallowed by music and chatter and the weight of all the things he didn’t say when he had the chance. he doesn’t know what he came here hoping for. some kind of closure? a sign? a moment where you’d look over, see him sitting there, and something in your face would change?

but you don’t look. you don’t see him.

you just keep dancing.

and steve, for the first time in a long time, realizes he might have to start figuring out what forever looks like without you.

[creepling]

Pspspsp if you want some Johnny Thots I humble present for your consideration: Hunter/prey where Johnny is tracking his little pet through the woods, taunting them, then when he finds them he drags them out of their hiding place and raws them in the dirt (or against a tree, whatever floats ur boat!)

a/n: heheh little do you know anon i am currently in the midst of writing a hunter/prey johnny fic!! it's for a writing event so suspect it to be out in a couple of days. for now, however, i shall feed you with this little drabble ;^)

tags: MINORS DNI. hunter/prey, knifeplay, implied non-con at the end.

Johnny crouches and tracks the ground, spotting your fresh tracks leading into the backwoods behind the house. A smirk trailing across his face, he flicks his knife and hunts deeper amongst the towering trees.

Where are ya, my little bunny.

You hear him whistle in the distance, taunting you. You try not to shake, enclosing your hand over your mouth to muffle your panic. You knew you had to advance deeper into the woods, hoping to find an exit on the other side. You think of sprinting, but you are exhausted, your legs ache and your nerves shattered from escaping the house.

Johnny is close now. Just above the enclosure you have burrowed yourself into. Johnny feels the air, smelling for your scent. You bolt up, chancing to run, forcing your body to carry on. At your sudden movement, Johnny watches your pitiful escape, swaggering teasingly after you.

There you are, sugar! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.

It’s no use. You tumble to the ground, an ache shooting up your leg. Your limbs grow numb, and all you can do is scream. Your eyes dart to Johnny like a deer caught in the headlights, and they widen as he approaches you.

You better stop that fussin’! It's just gonna make it worse.

Johnny grabs you by your wrist and pins you to a tree, the tip of his blade sharp against your back. You freeze in place, petrified to move an inch in case you meet the same fate as your friends. Tears ran down your cheeks; the image of their deaths burned into your eyes. The nightmare seemed never-ending with Johnny pressed against you, holding you in place.

Out of all them brats, you’re the one I didn’t want escapin’. Johnny cooed, fussing with your bottoms and unbuckling his belt. Yeah, you’re just too precious to let slide. You stay right still, now.

[hmperil]

Hi hello :>

Can you do a crush hc with the mha boys, you can decided who tho I don't mind. Reader has a huge crush on them and is a hopeless romantic, it's okay if you won't accept my request I don't mind. ;>

(a/n) ahhhh hello ! thank you so much for the request. <3

! crush on mha boys !

includes : todoroki , bakugo

todoroki : oblivious to everything , even if they made it super obvious he wouldnt realise. wasn't until he overhead a bunch of people talking about it, and he was like *wait wut-* THEYVE LIKED ME ALL THIS TIME?! would be super shy to confess even though he literally know that they like him.. in the end he just slips them a note that just says "wanna go get cold soba after school". his crush whoes had a crush on him THIS WHOLE TIME is also like *wait wut-* HE'S LIKED ME ALL THIS TIME?!

bakugo : acts all rough but when he find out that they like him he is like a puppy inside. tries to act cool but he is failing like miserably. goes up to his crush and confidently decodes to say "I know you like me " ( bro really thought he did something there ) while his crush is just there super freaked out but then he says with a small voice ( his confidence really did a just did a 360 ) "umm we could like go get some food after school.. if you want... its okay if you don't.. I-" they end up going to get some food and surprisingly he actually finds a way of not ruining it completely, they end up dating after just a few weeks of talking to each other - so I guess in the end he didn't do too bad.

[devilishoon]

-hiii——

MTL from enha who would cum inside their s/o ??

hey! your bitch is back! ;)

Enhypen - MTL cumming inside their s/o

💦 oh yes!

Jake

He would like to try it at least once in his life, so he would propose it to you to have your consent. If you say no, he'd propose it again another time, and when it finally happens, Jake would go completely insane and fuck your brains out, speeding up his thrusts and cumming inside.

"Wow, that was... wow"

Heeseung

Heeseung would like to feel you better so he'd ask if he can take off the condom. You would agree and he couldn't help but moan as he pushed his cock further inside you. After a while, he would cum and leave his dick inside for a while.

"We should do this more often"

Sunghoon

He would make sure that you're taking birth control pills first, and it seems to me that STD concern him as well, so he'd have to be horny as hell for filling you up with his cum. However, if he gives it a try, he, for sure, has to be the type of guy that enjoys the process.

"Hopefully, we won't have no babies"

Jay

There's no way he wants to do this. As an Earth sign, he's probably very responsible, especially when it comes to sex, STD and pregnancy. Even if you are taking birth control pills, he would always use protection just to make sure anything goes wrong.

🧊 hell nah

[eywacries]

AVATAR (2009) · dir. James Cameron

[dennys-at-3-am]

Could you make a baseball bat gender :D it’s one of my favourite ships !!

Ofc, here you go!

Baseballbatgender/kelbreygender:

A xenogender where your gender feels influenced by/related to the ship Kelbrey from Omori!

Coined by me!

[laur-kinsellaodonnell]

Jealous Heart

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Requested by my naughty anon “E”, who wanted a needy/jealous smutty Kili. Thank you so much for coming to me for this! It’s been such a pleasure to write and I hope it meets your expectations. I’m honoured to have received this request- my first one ever! Enjoy your possessive and jealous Kili!

Pairing: Kili x female reader

Words: 3,222

Warnings: rated E. Vaginal fingering. M/F intercourse, unprotected. Kili is quite possessive in this.

Kili sat with his back rigid against the cold stone wall, arms folded across his chest, watching Y/N with fire in his eyes.

The tavern was bustling tonight. There was barely enough room to pass through the crowd to get to the bar for another ale, but still all Kili could focus on was you as if you were the only other person in the room.

He wanted you. Bad. But there you were for another night, laughing and being wooed by other patrons in the tavern. Other patrons who were far more suited to you than he could ever be.

The man who was currently stealing your attention, or caught completely under your spell was more like it, was a tall dark-haired man with a full, thick beard. His size towered over your frame, his rugged charm working to bring out your gorgeous smile, and the scene filled Kili with rage and jealousy.

He was a dwarf for pity’s sake, yet here this human sported facial hair that could challenge even Thorin’s kingly beard in all its glory! There was no way he could compete with that.

Kili felt like a disgrace, his mood continuing to fall as he began to pick at the bindings on his boot that was resting up on his knee.

How many times had he imagined you pressing your lips along his stubble-coated jawline, praising him for the intense pleasure he provided, begging him for more? Each time he touched himself it was to thoughts of you, pretending it was your gentle hands tugging on his hardened shaft. Since reclaiming Erebor he’d been with a few women, most of them eager to show their gratitude to one of their heroes, but the only one he really wanted, the only one he longed for, was you.

It seemed as though every other man in town- dwarf, elf or human- was captivated by you and tried for your affection. Who could blame them? You were perfect.

But watching them all set out after you night after night started to take its toll on Kili, the green-eyed monster rearing its ugly head in the depths of his heart.

“You need to make a move, Kili, or Y/N will be long gone before you even have a chance to call for another ale,” his brother said pointedly with a nudge to his shoulder, bringing him out of his thoughts.

He shook his head in defeat, glancing up to watch you throw your head back in laughter. Gods, you were a sight.

“There’s no use, Fili. I mean look at her!” he waved in your direction, your charisma infectious to everyone around you. But his doubt left him as soon as he looked your way again, feeling a rush of urgency to have you, to push away any man who threatened to seize you from his own reach, to claim you as his.

He sighed and looked at his brother beside him who took a long drag from his pipe, regarding you from across the room with an odd expression on his face. It almost looked as though Fili himself was considering making a move on you and the thought made even more anger rise up in Kili.

“Don’t even think about it,” he warned, having seen that same look on Fili’s face before when he was interested in a woman. He wouldn’t think twice about dumping his ale over his brother's head if it came down to it.

“No, no, I wouldn’t,” he assured him, “It just doesn’t seem like she’s actually enjoying herself,” he tipped his head in your direction, his moustache braids wagging with his movements. “You should go and rescue her.”

“You think?”

“Yes! Just go!” Fili gave him a hard push on his back, causing him to almost trip over his own feet as he stood from their table.

Kili took a deep breath before he made his way over, and when he was close enough he noticed a faint tinge of falseness in your eyes, an annoyed expression crossing your face. A feeling of possessiveness came over him now that he knew you weren’t interested in this man’s company, and he found it hard to control his anger.

“Kili! I was wondering when you were going to make your way over to see me!” you exclaimed with enthusiasm the second he joined your side, hoping he would catch the thanks that laced your tone for interrupting your conversation with the man who tried his best to persuade you into his bed each night.

“Y/N,” Kili greeted you shortly, staring up at the man across from you with a venomous look. “Is this man bothering you?”

You couldn’t help but notice how dark his eyes were and you wondered if the young Prince was jealous.

So you decided to have some fun, thinking maybe this was the way to get him to finally admit those feelings for you you always suspected he had.

“Not in the slightest,” you cooed, biting your lip to hold back your smile as his head whipped to look at you, his brows knitted tightly together.

When you saw his reaction, you couldn’t keep your face from splitting at his sheer disbelief that you could have been enjoying yourself. The other man sulked away and you sighed with relief, “I’m kidding! Thank you for coming over, I could only be nice for so long!”

Your hand automatically rested on his forearm, feeling the muscles shift underneath his skin when he clenched his fist, the movement sending a sensation through you that made your breath hitch.

Kili didn’t return your smile though. He looked at your hand that remained on his arm and shook his head slightly as he turned away from you.

“It’s nothing,” he said in a low voice, but you could see through his words. He leaned forward against the bar, forcing you to drop your hand from him, refusing to meet your gaze when you shifted your body to try and face him again.

“Is everything okay?”

“Fine.”

Another lie. You wanted to tell Kili just how badly you wanted him, that there was no way any other man could compare to him. You could sense his unease and longed to erase it with your lips, desperate to admit that anytime you were intimate with anyone it was him who you imagined being with.

Kili glanced over his shoulder, rolling his eyes when they met Fili’s who nodded at him to continue talking to you. He rubbed a hand over his face, strongly considering getting his next pint and heading back to the table without saying another word. There was no way he could muster the strength to push his jealous feelings aside and just tell you he fancied you.

But he was quickly persuaded, feeling the gentle touch of your hand on his shoulder.

“Kili, what’s wrong? You know you can tell me,” you said faintly. Even through the noise of the crowd your voice sang to him clear as day, and he longed to hear what other soft sounds he could coax from your lips.

“I can’t stand seeing you with other men,” he declared, the words leaving his mouth involuntarily as if staring at your lips had him in some sort of trance.

Your eyebrows flew up in shock as you processed his words, making him panic slightly. He reached for his full tankard and turned to leave, but stopped when you spoke.

“Why is that?”

He sighed again and brought himself to face you, looking at you with an unashamed need.

“I want you to be mine.”

You nodded slowly, hoping you heard him correctly over the commotion around you.

You’d had your eye on Kili ever since you were young, and seeing him now as a grown and proud warrior after reclaiming Erebor had you yearning for him even more. The truth was that you were often jealous of how much attention he received from other dams throughout the kingdom, constantly having to listen to them all gush over him. And now he was telling you he wanted you?

Not daring to miss your opportunity, you leaned your body close to his, pulling him toward you by tugging on his coat with one hand, the other moving to wrap around his muscular torso.

“I want you, too, Kili…”

His gaze made you squirm where you stood, his expression enough to break your boldness and make you want to submit to him right then and there.

Before you had any more time to think up the things you wanted him to do to you, Kili grabbed your hand and gave you the cheeky smile that made your heart do flips, spinning on his heel to drag you through the crowd behind him.

“Where are we going?!” you asked, surprised at his sudden ambition.

“Away from all of these people!” he explained over his shoulder, a mischievous look plastered on his face.

The pace of your steps matched his, equally zealous to get away from the crowd and find a quiet spot to be together, but before you even made it out the back door Kili turned toward you and pressed you against the wall, eagerly taking your lips in his.

His hands groped at you while your tongues collided, the warmth of his mouth and body radiating through whatever part of you he touched.

You moaned into him, his large hands pulling at your dress, trying to expose more of your chest to him. Kili’s lips left yours and flew to your neck, kissing a trail down your ticklish skin which made your moans turn to giggles. Just as he drove his thick thigh between your legs to part them someone walked past, interrupting your activities. You both broke out in laughter, unable to believe you were actually fondling each other in the hallway of the busiest tavern in all of Dale.

He attached his lips to yours again in a hurry, backing up to remove you from the wall and pulling you with him. You were stumbling over each other in your search for the exit, bumping into walls before finally crashing against the door that led outside.

You couldn’t get enough of each other and before you even made it around the corner you had successfully torn open his tunic, revealing dark hairs covering his strong chest. Your hands carded over his bare skin and you pushed your tongue deeper in his mouth, ecstatic to be in this moment with him.

You couldn’t help but squeal when he lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his middle, carrying you the rest of the way over to a more secluded area behind the row of buildings.

“Kili, someone could see us!” you worried, but you didn’t truly care, knowing just how much you wanted the dark-haired archer. He placed you down, but you didn’t trust your shaking legs, your arms remaining around his neck for support.

“I know, but I need you, Y/N,” he looked at you with an ache in his eyes and you knew he meant it. “I need you now.”

You tugged at his hair as he consumed your mouth again, his hard cock pressing against the material of your dress which was straining to get through his trousers.

Your fingers fumbled with the laces on them, desperate to feel him in your hand. Teeth nipped at your neck in response to your endeavour, a deep groan leaving his mouth to air over your flushed skin as you reached in and freed his length. You knew he would be impressive in size, but this was more than you were expecting and your thighs squeezed together at the thought of him stretching you.

Your name came out of him with a hiss as you began stroking him, your thumb running small circles on his leaking tip, your touch turning him feral.

He bucked into your hand and attached his lips to yours once more, one hand clutching your waist to pull you closer while his other tore at your neckline to expose your breasts to him.

He parted from you to take the sight of you in, your bare chest heaving in anticipation, nipples taught in the cold, night air.

Kili’s face plunged to your cleavage, his hand squeezing the soft flesh of your breast as he sucked on your peak while he gathered the material of your dress to ruck it up over your hips.

Although you were almost delirious from his actions, you continued to slowly pump his throbbing shaft, pausing only when he glanced up at you with a possessive look. His fingers grazed up your quivering thigh and now lingered against your wet folds, waiting for your consent. You pushed your hips forward, a signal of your need for him to touch you more. He happily complied, plunging a large finger inside your warmth, his thumb finding your swollen bud to circle and press on it. A moan left you and your body shuddered to his touch as he moved his finger in and out of you, then adding another to stretch you further.

“Kili…” you gasped, gripping onto his broad shoulder as you rode his hand while still jerking your own along his length in a steady rhythm.

He removed his fingers from your fluttering folds and gripped around the back of your thigh, pulling your leg up to wrap around his waist. You felt his spongy head press against your wetness and you gasped at the sensation, more than ready to take him in.

“I will make you forget any other man who has ever touched you,” he vowed in a rough tone, and you knew it would be true.

Kili grabbed onto your bum, pulling you closer to his body as he pushed through your entrance. Your head fell back against the wall as you stretched to fit him, thankful for how wet he had made you. But even with the amount of slick that coated your walls, his girth was enough to make you whimper and cry out.

“Am I too big for you, amrâlimê?” he asked in a low, husky voice, his breath tickling beside your ear, still continuing to push deeper into you regardless of your answer.

“No, Kili,” you managed to say through a moan, “Please don’t stop.”

He moved to rest his forehead against yours, placing a gentle kiss on your lips as he bottomed out in you, his hips pressed firmly against yours.

“Good, because I want you to think of me with every step you take tomorrow.” His eyes were black in the moonlight, his words and his stare making you shiver. Kili moved so he was almost all the way out of you, making you miss the fullness he created, but thrusted back into you in one swift motion and you cried out again.

The sound of hips slapping against each other and your combined panting filled the quiet air as he worked to set a tempo, the tip of him contacting your deepest spot with every plunge that sent fire through your veins.

“You’re mine, Y/N,” he declared, increasing his pace, determined to prove it.

You tugged at his hair and nodded in agreement, pulling him closer to you to capture his parted lips once more, eager to have him fulfill his promise.

As much as you didn’t want this to end, you knew neither of you would be able to last long. Feeling every inch of his thick cock slide in and out of you, hitting the perfect spot every time had your head spinning, each pump rubbing his coarse hairs against your swollen clit, getting you closer to your end.

His name fell freely from your raw lips, a mantra to the ecstasy he was giving you, which only brought more inspiration to the Prince.

“Kili…”

“That’s right, say my name,” he begged as he gripped harder on your hip to allow more traction to pound into you with even more force.

In addition to his ferociousness, the things he was saying to you wasn’t helping to prolong your session either. Kili continued spilling possessive proclamations from his mouth any time your lips weren’t locked together, making you feel powerful to have such an effect on him.

“I will be the only man who gets to make you feel this good,” he said hoarsely beside your ear, his intensity somehow increasing.

A cry escaped your lips as you began to climax, your walls clenching tightly around his member, your nails clawing at his back.

“That’s it,” he coaxed you, “let go. Let me have you, ghivashel.”

Allowing your body to give in to what it longed for so desperately, you did just as he told you and let yourself fall, shuddering around him as you came harshly, Kili not holding back as he pounded you over the edge. You felt him pulse inside you, filling you completely with his spend. He growled and with a twitch came down from his own high, your bodies in sync with each other, working as one. His lips met yours again in urgency while he still rocked slightly within you, the thickness and heat of his seed feeling exquisite against your fluttering core.

Kili remained encased by you, enjoying the feeling of you around him as he slowly softened. His forehead pressed against yours as you shared the same breath, and he couldn’t help but relish in the satisfaction of having you. You were his…

“I’ve needed you for so long, Y/N,” he admitted, “I needed to make you mine. I couldn’t bear to watch another man touch you, let alone look at you for another night.” He brushed his nose against yours, his lips moving against yours faintly while he spoke. “I should have done this long ago.”

You gave him an eager nod, “Yes, you should have, Kili. But we can make up for lost time.”

His mouth consumed yours again, a silent agreement that this wouldn’t be the last time he would prove to you that you belonged to him.

After a moment he pulled away from you, breaking the seal on your lips as well as the connection that remained of him inside you. As if feeling the loss immediately, he looked at you with a worried expression and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” he asked you, searching your eyes with a gentleness that contrasted to his earlier passion.

“Of course I will,” you responded with a smile, seeing how your answer instantly brought one to his own face, his brown eyes glowing.

He kissed you sweetly and cupped your cheek with his warm palm, “Thank you. I want to be with you any moment I possibly can.”

Your smile grew at his confession, seeing the love he had for you, your heart swelling at what could come to fruition between you and the Prince.

Now that Kili had you, he knew he could never be without you. He took your hand in his and thanked Mahal as he led you through the night toward Erebor that he was now with his One, the only one he ever needed.

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