just hold on to my body

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if drabbles are still open 77 + bull pls

“Call me if you need anything.”

The cup of coffee placed on your desk made your eyes go up before instantly smiling at Bull. “Coffee? Is it my birthday?”

He gave a passive shrug, holding his own cup of his chest. “Just figured you’d want a cup.” Bull replied. “Saw you walk in shivering. It’s cold outside. Coffee is the best way to warm up.”

The smile softened as you took a sip. And Bull was right, as usual; the warmth in your chest expanded to the rest of your body. And not just because of the coffee. “Thanks.” You mumbled out, giving another smile.

He nodded, briefly averting his eyes. And you didn’t need to be some genius doctor to tell that Bull was a bit embarrassed. “You’re welcome.” He replied. “Call me if you need anything.”

“Are you going somewhere?”

Bull’s head dipped as he stepped away. “Trial prep.” He answered. “But if you need more coffee, I’m a phone call away.”

Drabbles are closed

You are so much more than beautiful, you are intelligent and worth care taking. I love the way you smile and how you get so happy when you talk about the things you love. I could write a whole book of how much i adore you. How you even make the moon and the stars jealous of the way you shine. You are the cure to anything bad in this universe. The way you bloom like every other season keeps amazing me. So many unwritten stories locked down in your heart. Tell me everything about you, endless thoughts of you in my mind. I could write endless of poems about you. You are a poem yourself that I could never write. Out of words when I see you. I get so shy and get lost in my words. Sometimes I wish I could tell you as much as I could write down so you could understand me a little better. Even on these cloudy days I will hold you down. When you cry I will do anything in my power to make you smile. I sometimes get jealous and think about other people that will probably love you better and that I’ll always have to live with that thought stuck in my mind. I need you more than anything and I will never forget about you. I’d travel a million miles just to see you. When It’s 4am and you need me I’ll be 1 call away. I love every little bit of you. The comfort in my body when I’m around you is something special. We are meant to be together, that’s what the universe told me. 7 billion people on earth and my focus is on you, you only. Your fingers running through my body trying to find my scars. And maybe you won’t be the one for me and you fall in love with someone else. Because right now im the chaos in your mind and you are the potion to my heart. I will be happy for you, i want you to be loved. I hope they will not only love you only because of how beautiful you are. But because of how intelligent and strong you are, how you carry the world by yourself, how you educate everyone around you. How you make winter nights feel like summer evenings. How you got the ability to make me so calm in a world full of cruelty. So many stars in the sky tonight, and oh they so adorable.

But nothing as adorable
Elegant
Graceful
Excellent
Gorgous
Fascinating

As you
my love.

—  yungogsyd 

DANCE MAJORS AU. (Part 1, Part 1.5, Part 2, Part 2.5, Part 3 finale) 
Contemporary Ballet Dancer Shiro is someone everyone admires and basically Everyone’s Crush™ but he already have his eyes set on a certain new hip-hop dancer recruit next door who’s always wearing red. He doesn’t have the guts to ask him out–at all. However, he asks if he could teach him hip-hop dancing. 

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Pillows - Peter Parker

request -  OMG I LOVE YOUR WRITING!!! Can you write a Peter Parker smut where the reader is Tony’s daughter and they’ve dating for a while now and one of the avengers hear them one night and eventually slip it to tony who freaks out because of the funny business in the heardquarters! I hope it makes sense

a/n - i had a lot of fun writing this and this became super duper long i’m sorry if this is a flop like me but don’t forget to request a peter parker / spider - man fic if you’d like and follow!

I was sitting towards the top of my bed, a book sprawled on my lap while the moon was teasing me outside. It was close to one o’clock in the morning, and I found myself not being able to sleep for the second night in a row. My bed was always so cold and stiff at this type of night, and staring at the city view only made me more awake.

I sighed and closed my book, letting out a breath of laziness. It was at that point in the night where my inability to sleep caused me to become frustrated, falling back onto my pillow and staring up at the ceiling.

With my father being the leader of the Avengers himself, I would usually be deprived of sleep since Rogers and Barnes would be talking up a storm at the dining table while my own father and Barton was cracking open a bottle of wine. Everyone within the tower was asleep now, but it was still quite difficult to go to sleep.

I began to think about the other ways I could’ve been passing the time until my eyes became dreary, and then it hit me.

Peter might still be awake.” I thought to myself, heart beginning to pick up it’s pace.

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Boxing Lessons
Tom is giving you boxing lessons for the first time and ends up being more into your physique than your techniques.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Includes: Smut, DaddyKink!Tom, Rough!Tom


I stood behind Tom with my arms crossed over my chest as I watched him swiftly punch at the speed bag. Well, I had my eyes more on his bare back, watching his muscles tensing and relaxing over and over again, something to bite my lip over. He dropped his arms to his sides as he threw his head back, catching his breath.

He turned to me once he did. “Your turn.”

“You don’t expect me to be that fast the first time, now do you?” I asked with a single raised brow.

He chuckled, taking his water from my hands, “no, but I want you to try.” I fixed the wrap on my hands as I walked over to it. “Can you reach it, Y/N?” He teased.

I looked back, shooting him a nasty look as his eyes scanned up and down my body. “Yes.” I turned back and quickly began imitating his movement, just not punching it as fast.

“There you go. You’re doing great, darling!” He encouraged me as my arms quickly grew tired.

“Can I stop? My arms aren’t gonna hold up much longer.”

He laughed, stepping close behind me. “Keep going.” His hands hovered under my arms, making sure they wouldn’t fall.

“Please.”

“Thirty more seconds, I know you can.”

“Honestly, you suck. You really, really, really suck.”

“You wanted to learn how to box.” I rolled my eyes knowing he’s right and pushed myself to get through the last of it. “Alright, that’s it.” I dropped my arms by my sides and leaned into him. He draped his arm around my neck, “you’re great. A few more times on that and you’ll begin to get used to it.”

“What’s next?”

“The punching bag. I can show you some techniques.”

“Mmm… okay.” I nod my head as got off of him. We walked over to the punching bag he managed to install when he first moved in. I stood in front of it, “show me the technique.” I told him as he put water bottle down on to the nearby bench press.

He walked back to me, standing behind me with a hand on my waist. “So, you’re gonna want to put this foot forward.” He grabbed my bare thigh, pushing it outward, “and your legs gotta be spread apart a bit past shoulder width.” He muttered, pressing himself a bit into my backside.

I moved my leg out, “like this?”

“Good. Now, bring your hands up just above your shoulders.” I did as he told me. “Now, stand as straight as you can.” He pressed his hand against my stomach.

“I’m not standing straight already?”

“Almost.” I straightened out, ‘accidentally’ pressing myself into him. “Perfect,” he muttered to me before sighing. He cleared his throat, “this is a, uh… basic stance.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s the best stance for punching. Give it a try.” I jabbed a few times at the punching bag. He grinned, “you’re a natural.”

“So, what’s next?”

“If you put your hands up by your temples with enough room to see your opponent past your hands,” I followed along, moving in to the position he said, “this is a high stance, so that once you’ve closed the space between the two of you, you can use this to block their hits that’ll be coming towards your face. You want them to hit the lower parts of your arms. But you’ve gotta be careful now because all of this,” he ran his hand over my torso, “is exposed to be hit.”

I looked back at him, “so, what’s the stance called where you’re up against me and copping a feel?”

He laughed, “the you-look-great-in-this-sports-bra-and-shorts-and-I-can’t-help-myself stance.”

I turned around around to him leaving little space between us as I unraveled the wrap from my hand. “Maybe I could show you some of my techniques since you can’t help yourself so much.”

I let the wraps fall to the floor as he smirked at me. “Yeah, I wanna see what you’ve got, baby girl.”

I fold my arm around his neck, my hand snaking it’s way to the back of his hair. I pulled him down into a deep kiss. He held onto either of my hips, pulling me into his hardening member. My free hand untied the string on his gym short and looped my fingers into the band making his kisses a bit more aggressive. I took my hand from the band, slowly wandering over his lower stomach.

He bit down on my lip and tugged on it gently, turning me on. He brought his lips back to mine, bringing his hand over my ass to squeeze it. In one swift movement, his big hand smacked my ass causing me to moan against his lips. I could feel a slight smile on his as we kissed. His hand moved from my butt to between my legs, rubbing me over the thin cloth of my shorts.

I brought my lips to his neck, kissing his most sensitive spots and swiping my tongue over the skin, listening to the soft groans escape his lips as his fingers worked a little faster.

I kissed down his toned chest and torso, slowly bringing myself down to my knees. His hand moving up my body as I moved before resting on the side of my neck. I kissed his hip bones as I slipped off his shorts, agonizingly slow and let them fall to the floor. I dragged my hands against his hard length being held down by the band of his boxers. I plant gentle kisses to his cock over the cloth, keeping my eyes up on him.

Tom bit down on his bottom lip, watching me tease him. I hooked my hands in to the band on his boxers, allowing his long cock to spring free. I bit my lip, attempting to hold back the grin, but failing miserably.

“You like what you see, baby?” He questioned a bit of laughter in his voice.

“Absolutely, daddy.” He grinned, hearing that name.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. I placed my tongue on the base, licking my way to the tip before slowly taking him in my mouth as much as I could and pumping the rest in my hand. He wrapped my ponytail around his hand, pushing farther down onto his cock. His control turning me on immensely.

“That’s it, baby.”

I placed my hands on his hips as he pushed down nearly his entire length. I moaned over him and brought one of my hand to his balls, cupping and gently squeezing them. He threw his head back, his breathing heavier as he still held me down on him, quickly thrusting into my mouth making my eyes water. I pushed myself off of him, catching my breath.

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned, “you always do that so well, darling.” He pushed the free strands of hair off my face with his free hand and wiped away the tears down my cheeks.

I wrapped my hand around his length, pumping him up and down quickly. I slid my other hand down into my own pants, gently rubbing my clit. He watched me touch myself and him as he muttered, “fuck.”

I licked the precum from his tip and lips fell apart as he ran his fingers through his lose curls. I bit down on my bottom lips, innocently looking up at him. He cupped his hand beneath my chin and I stood. He pulled my hand from my shorts and yanked them down to my thighs, his fingers sliding over my slit before pushing past my lips and thrusting his middle finger into my core as his thumb rubbed over my clit. His lips kissed my neck as he pushed me back, stepping out the shorts pooled at his feet until my back hit the cold mirror wall.

Tom pushed the shorts all the way off my legs and kicked them aside. He slipped in a second finger, thrusting his fingers quicker.

“Like that, baby.” I moaned out, throwing my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

He smirked, pulling his fingers out from my core, bringing them to my lip, “taste yourself for me.” Without hesitating, I took his long fingers into my mouth and slowly gliding my tongue along them. “You are so sexy, Y/N.” He muttered, pulling out of my mouth and replacing it with his lips.

Tom grabbed at my thighs, lifting me off my feet and wrapping my legs around his waist. His grabbed his cock, placing self at the entrance of my core.

“How badly do you want me, darling?” He questioned against my lips.

“So bad.”

“Beg for it.”

“I want you to fuck me so badly, daddy, please…” I kissed him, “please.” With that, he thrust into me with all the force he could. I let out a loud moan.

“Like that?” He pressed his forehead to mine.

“Yes, daddy.”

He continued thrusting into me with all the power, his hand snaked to pussy and he began quickly rubbing my clit. I could tell he already wanted to cum the way he touched me, leaving me a moaning mess as he groaned.

“Tom, baby-”

He stopped thrusting and looked at me with raised brows. “Who?” He teased, pulling himself out of my pussy.

“Daddy, I’m sorry.” I moaned as he rubbed his cock between my lips and against my nub.

“That’s what I thought.” He muttered, taking my hand off the back of his head and holding it over my head.

He slipped inside of me with ease, thrusting a bit slower than before. His hand held my arm tightly above head as my walls clenched around him, he growled a deep, “fuck.”

I could feel the heat, building up inside of me as my breathing turned into panting as he brought me closer to the edge. He brought his thumb back to my clit, noticing how needy I had become. My free hand grabbed at his bicep, digging my nails into it and feeling it flex repeatedly as he rubbed my sensitive nub. I began bucking my hips into his and pulling him closer to me with my legs.

“Look at me when you cum, baby girl.” He whispered to me.

Those words did it for me. I looked up at him like he wanted as my nerves unraveled and slew of curse words slipped from my lips. My toes curled and my eyes fell shut from the immense pleasure. I let go of his waist, sliding down against the mirror to my knees. Tom let go of my wrist and I wrapped my hand around his cock as he leaned forward, resting his forehead against the glass as his hand rest on my cheek, rubbing the bottom of my lip of my mouth that I left open for him.

I pumped his cock as his breathing became heavier and grunts and moans left his lips. His hand moved to the back of my ponytail, tightly gripping my hair before he came. His warm cum made it’s way into and around my mouth. He caught his breath, his chest heaving up and down as he watched me swallow his cum.

“Fuck,” he chuckled, “you’re such a good girl.” I stood up on my slightly trembling legs and leaned into him. He rest his forehead on mine instead of the mirror. “We’ll have to finish sessions like this from here on out.” He suggested as he grabbed my ass.

I laughed, “we didn’t even get to finish the lesson, Tom.”

“There’s always next time to pick up where we left off. Now, how about we head upstairs for a shower?” I smirked and nod my head, knowing he’d be up for a round two.

Playtime with Daddy 3 😙

“Whatcha doing little girl?” Daddy asks “Hehe nothing Daddy” I say as I twirl around trying to get his attention. I’m wearing my favourite pink princess costume. I love playing dress up.
“Daddy I wanna play a game”
Daddy’s working at his desk. He turns around in his chair and faces me.
“look at my little princess”
I do a little twirl for Daddy.
“I can think of a game we can play.”
Daddy has that look in his eyes.
“What is it Daddy?”
“It’s like Simon says princess, but we also gonna do playtime. Daddy’s been under a lot of stress because of work, and he needs his princess to make him feel better”
I pout a bit. I wanna play a different game but Daddy makes the rules.
“Okay but only if Daddy is the king”
“Daddy is always the king sweetie. Now come sit on Daddy’s lap.”
“Okay Daddy”
I gleefully sit on Daddy’s lap. It’s my favourite place to sit. He rubs my backs and trails kisses from my shoulder all the way up to my neck leaving little bites in between. I squirm a bit, Daddy knows kissing my neck makes me go crazy. He grabs my hair hard “Be good princess stay still.”
“Okay Daddy”
Daddy goes for my neck again but I squirm some more.
“Princess what did I say?”
I’m feeling bratty today
“Nothing”
Daddy gives me a look “nothing?”
I jump off Daddy’s lap. Hide and seek is much more fun game. I run to my room and hide in my bed. I hear Daddy go into his room first and then mine.
“Princess?”
I pop out from under the covers.
“Come here little girl” Daddy’s voice is slightly stern.
I hide back under the covers.
“No!”
Daddy waits.
“Don’t make me count to three Angel your not gonna like it”
I hold my position.
“1.”
I stay under the covers
“2….”
I hold for a second but I know Im gonna be in big trouble. I come out from under the covers and go to Daddy. Thankfully he doesn’t look super mad yet.
“You disobeyed me Princess. Sometimes you have to play the games Daddy wants to play. Do you understand?”
I nod my head
“Do you have anything you want to say?”
I hesitate. I’m feeling really bratty today, and Daddy doesn’t seem to care.
“Fuck.”
“What’d you say?”
“Fuck!”
Daddy stares at me for a second.
“Knees now.” Daddy says sternly.
“I don’t wanna…”
“Dont make me count again.”
I hesitate. Daddy comes closer.
“If you’re gonna behave like a bad girl you’re going to get treated like a bad girl. Now get on your knees.”
I start to go down to my knees. Daddy takes his belt off.
“Don’t move.” Daddy puts his belt around my neck like a leash, he usually only does that when I’m really bad. “Come on” Daddy tugs on his belt.
“Daddy where are we going?”
“Your timeout corner”
I don’t like my timeout corner.

Daddy walks me to his bedroom first. He grabs my butt plug and kneels down to me.
“Why am I doing this?” Daddy asks.
“Because I was bad and didn’t listen and said a bad word.”
Daddy nods his head and spits on the butt plug.
“No lube for bad girls” holding the belt so I don’t move, Daddy reaches over and slowly takes off my panties. Then all at once drives the butt plug in me. I wince in pain but I know that I was a bad girl and deserve it.
“Open your mouth” Daddy commands.
I do as I’m told.
Daddy turns to his drawer and pulls out my ball gag. I keep my mouth open for Daddy to put it in. It’s so big I can barely fit it all.
“Let’s go”
Daddy walks me downstairs to my timeout corner. It’s a little chair in the corner by his desk.
“On your knees upright” Daddy commands. I do what he says. Daddy takes the leash off and begins unzipping my princess costume.
“You’ve been bad, bad girls don’t get to be princesses do they?”
I shake my head as Daddy strips me.
“Now crawl to your corner and sit there” I do as Daddy commands.
Daddy makes me sit there for what seems like an eternity. The butt plug hurts as I squirm from having to sit still for so long. Daddy looks at over to me. I try not to move to much while he’s watching.
“Come here princess” Daddy calls over. I crawl to Daddy and show I’m a good girl. I assume position, on my knees, upright, head looking down.
“You’ve been a bad girl today and Daddy has to discipline bad behaviour. Do you understand?”
I nod my head, my ball gag still in my mouth. Daddy stands up and starts moving things off his desk.
“Lay on the desk. Legs apart, facing me.”
I do what Daddy says. The desk is cold on my already naked body. Daddy begins stripping down. He takes his shirt off, his pants and his boxers. He sits back down in his chair and put his face in between my legs.
“This time princess, when I say don’t move, I expect you not to move.”
Daddy trails his tongue along the edges of my pussy. He gives me little kisses and tickles. I try my best to stay still but it’s really hard.
Daddy tugs on my butt plug.
“Stay. Still. I won’t say it again” I tense up. Daddy begins to jerk himself, while simultaneously eating my pussy. I stay still while his tongue trails up and down me. He swirls his tongue on my clit and pulsing in my hole. Daddy reaches up and starts to fondle my tits. Squeezing my nipples, and running them through his fingers. I start to go crazy and squirm by accident. This makes Daddy mad. He moves his hands to my throat and starts to tug on my butt plug more.
“What a bad little girl” Daddy says
“Come here.” Daddy effortlessly picks me up and turns me over so that I’m bent over the desk.
“If you won’t stay still on your own I’m going to have to make you”
Daddy grabs my hands and puts them behind my back holding me down. My mouth’s beginning to slobber with the ball gag inside it and my butt hurts from the jerking motions.
“Are you going to be good little girl?”
I nodd my head
Daddy puts his big cock in my little pussy. The thrusts intensify with the addition of the butt plug. Everything feels tighter then usually. Daddy begins ramming me. I start to moan through my ball gag. Daddy’s fucking me harder then usual today. He pulls on my hair tightly as he thrusts deeper and deeper. Daddy’s fucking me so hard I begin to worry I’ll cum without permission. Daddy reaches over and takes my ball gag out of my mouth. I sigh in relief. He continues to rail me hard.
“You like when daddy fucks your holes princess”
I moan “yessss daddy”
“Are you daddy’s little sex toy?”
Daddy’s cock feels so good. I moan louder.
“Yes please daddy”
“Are you going to listen from now on??”
“Yes daddy!”
Come here. Daddy pulls me up by my hair and moves me down back to my knees. He begins jerking his cock off while he holds my face in one hand.
“Open that bad mouth of yours”
I do as I’m told. Daddy spits in it and I swallow.
“Thank you daddy”
Daddy holds my hair tightly, and I leave my mouth open for daddy’s load. I love daddy’s cum and I’m lucky he still wants to share it with me.
“That a good girl”
My heart melts. I’m definitely happier being a good girl rather then a bad one.
Daddy finishes on me. He sprays my chest, tummy, face and hair. I rub it on my body just like Daddy likes so I’m covered.
“Good girl” Daddy says. I smile.
“Do you want daddy to clean you?”
“No Daddy! I wanna wear it all day!”
Daddy laughs and gives me a little kiss on my forehead.
“Daddy only disciplines you because he loves you. You know that right?”
I hug Daddy with my naked body and give Daddy kisses.
“Yes Daddy!”
I’m so lucky to have a good Daddy.❤️

baby fever [parenthood series #1]

 summary: Bucky wants a baby. || fluff & nsfw || [future]dad!bucky x reader ||

warnings: your heart will grow like the grinch at this sweet content, nsfw, smut, trying for a baby, fear of parenthood, [intentional] unprotected sex, mentions of prenancy, mentions of Steve/Natasha and their baby Sarah

note: I’ve been posting dad!bucky fics here and there, so I decided to make a legit series and stuff about it called ‘Parenthood.’ This series will show everyone how Bucky’s little family was started, and how they progress through milestones and all of that. Here’s the first part called ‘Baby Fever!’ 

Originally posted by thewiinterrsoldiier

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7:32 PM - Peter Parker

request -  queen. I love your writing. If you’re willing to do another peter Parker smut bc im full of sin and ur last one was so damn good, can u do one where u guys are friends and peter asks if he can eat u out “for practice” or something and he’s rly awkward about it ? if u don’t wanna do that or if u wanna change it in anyway that’s totally cool. thanks for sharing your word with the world, it’s amazing!!!

a/n - had to get around to writing my second smut fic on this blog and i hope it isn’t a flop like me!!! this is NOT a continuation of 11:57 PM, i just thought it was cool to name the smut fics a time bc i think it makes it mysterious?? idk im dumb LMAO but don’t forget to request a fic if you’d like and follow!

7:32 PM. The time where I was supposed to be studying for my upcoming exam in Chemistry, but instead I’m over at Peter’s apartment doing the complete opposite. From being teenagers, it automatically causes us to always want to touch the other, and that’s the case just about now.

Our textbooks laid on his desk as we were sitting on his bed, myself straddling his lap as he held me close to his body. Our lips were happily engaged, coming together countless times as some music played lowly in the background. May had just left to grab dinner, explaining why Peter took such advantage of the situation.

Peter’s lips left mine as they came for my neck, kissing my sweet spot tenderly. He had only waiter a couple of seconds before gliding his tongue over it, making my spine shiver rather than his. One thing that I noticed lately is that Peter is taking more control, even though his nervousness was still as clear as day.

“Peter..” I rasped, holding the back of his head. “Don’t stop.”

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Deadly Sins- Sloth & Lust

Relationship: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Reader is sick causing her not wanting to do anything. Convincing Peter to be lazy with her turns into a heated session.

Warnings: Swearing cause I love swearing IRL. Plus Tom swears too :,)

Dominant Peter is going to be a thing \^.^/

P.S: PETER IS IN HIS 20′S IN THE DEADLY SINS SERIES. BESIDES THE FIRST EPISODE OF ENVY. I DON’T WRITE SMUT ABOUT A 15 Y/O. I KNOW SOME PEOPLE DO BUT I WONT CAUSE THAT CREEPS ME OUT.. SO KNOW HE IS IN HIS 20′S

SWEET IN THE STREETS BUT A FREAK IN THE SHEETS!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Word Count: 1,815  (Sorry it’s short my migraine is killing me and I can’t look at a screen.. I promise the next Lust post will be 2,000 words )

A/N: BTW these are my interpretations of the sins. Of course for Gluttony I’m not going to have the eat a hella ton of food. You will see my interpretations as my pics are posted :) BTW THE OTHER LUST POST IS IN THE WORKS :,)

[Reader’s POV]

   Comfort. That is all you’re feeling right now. It was one of your favorite feelings. Sadly you couldn’t stay in bed forever which you wished that it was possible. It was unlikely due to the responsibilities you have. This one morning you don’t want to move at all. Your body ached and was sore from training and a night with Peter.

“baby girl,you have to get up..” Peter’s voice making you stir in your peaceful slumber.Your body being shaken lightly.

“Five more minutes…” I mumbled snuggling against the warmth he body produced. He felt so warm and cozy. The warmth lulling you back to sleep.You gladly welcomed sleep till Peter opens his mouth again.

“You have been saying that every time I try and wake you up” his chest moves as he laughs.

“shhhh, just stay with me and we can make up a practice session later.. Please Peter, I’ll make it up to you if you stay with me all day today..”  Your leg moving up to his waist pulling him closer. A whimper slips out as you feel how hard he is. You look up to see his eyes a shade darker. His eyes gazing at your lips, his tongue darting out quickly. His lips crash down onto yours in a passionate kiss pulling your body against his.

“darling, fuck” he groans gripping onto your ass tighter. You slowly push your hips again creating a needy friction.The tight grip he had on you made you moan in his ear.

“P-Peter “ you gasp out as his lips leave a path down your neck. The feeling making your eyes flutter shut. You straddle him feeling his cock press against your clothed core. A whimper escaped your lips as you pressed your hips against his. The rocking motion earns you a slap to your ass. His hand coming down against your ass each time you moved your hips.

“god your ass is so red” he moans gripping your tingling cheek in his hand. His hot breath fans across your neck making you shiver. You begin sucking on the base of his neck. A moan slips from Peter’s lips as you turn his skin red. 

“You’re so sinful it could bring a holy man to his knees… and you darling always bring me to mine” He tears your panties off causing you to frown.

Stupid Spider strength..

“Peterrrr those were my favorite” I pout rolling us over and pushing him off of the bed. A thud signalling he fell onto the floor. His head pops up from the edge of your bed making you laugh. His curls messy making him look cute and sexy.

“I’ll buy you new ones babe” he laughs standing up walking away. Sitting up on my elbows I look at him heading to the door. Is he seriously going to leave you here?

“You’re just going to wake me up, tease me then leave?” My voice coming out flustered. He closes the door locking it ,seeing that made your eyebrow raise. A smirk appears on his lips as he slips off his sweat pants. His Calvin Kleins showing a print of how hard he really was.

“Karen turn on the Don’t Bother Us Program, then you can turn back on when I say so” Peter speaks to the ceiling.

 Your sleeping quarters at the Avengers HQ was styled like an apartment so you and Peter could feel at home. A fancy apartment but it still reminded you of Queens. Tony had windows project sounds and views so it was practically a home away from home.

“Turning on Don’t Bother Us Program,engaging soundproof walls, be safe you two” Karen’s voice then turns off. You hear a beep signaling she was offline.

“You think I was just going to walk out of here to practice, rock hard and leave my girl flustered?” His voice getting lower as his strides bring him to the edge of the bed.Peter’s figure radiated dominance as he looks down at you.

“I-I” You were the stuttering one now. Peter is the one to normally stutter but once in the bedroom hes completely different. It was a good different.

“I told you that you could bring a man to his knees,that only man will be me” Peter’s hands grip your thighs pulling you to the edge.My skin felt like heat and fire under his palms. Your chest rising and falling slowly. He spreads your legs lowering himself down to his knees. The eye contact between you two not breaking at all.

“P-Peter..” his name coming out as a gasp. Feeling his tongue slowly licking between your folds. His thumb starts rubbing your clit in small circles. A loud moan comes out from the sensation. His thumb is then replaced by his tongue as he inserts fingers inside of you. Your nails dig into the sheets as you look down at him pleasing you.

“C’mon babygirl, tell me what you want” His hot breath fanning across your core.

 Feeling your stomach tightening as his tongue flicks faster. Arching your back as the pleasure travels in your body. He slid another finger in as your thoughts started jumbling together. Curling his fingers inside you hitting your g-spot when he makes a come hither motion.

“M-more please , I want your cock inside me Peter” you beg as your legs started to twitch. Desperation clear in your voice. The look in his eyes making you on the edge about to cum.

   Flicking his free wrist his web shooter expands onto his hand. A web pinning both your hands to the headboard. His chest rose and fell quicker as he gazed at your body. You looked helpless tied up to the headboard. A groan coming from him as you spread your legs , inviting him to you. You wanted him more than ever.

“How bad do you need it” He smirks crawling onto the bed. Your eyes screwed shut while his hand slid up your legs. His hips lowering down towards where you needed him most.

“S-so bad Peter, please baby” you manage to moan out as his lips pressing kisses in between your breasts. Slowly moving back up to your neck. You gasp as he slams into you without warning. The feeling of him inside you causes you to bite our lip.

Peter’s lets out a low moan tilting his head back. All you wanted to do was to touch him but you were restrained. Peter’s hands dug into your hips as his pace started to pick up. Uncontrollable moans came out of your mouth. He filled you up just right making you pant out his name.

Peter!”

“Look at how your tits bounce as I fuck you” His head tilting back, his veins in his neck showing. Holy fuck. You feel his hands move as he angles your hips up. The new angle making a loud moan come out,he went even deeper hitting the right spot. Grunts coming from him as he continued to pound into your dripping pussy. Thank god for the sound proof walls, you were loud when it came to expressing the pleasure you received. Peter loved hearing you thats why he had the system installed.

“P-Peter untie me please I w-want to touch you” your voice coming out as a whisper. You felt out of breath as you looked down. Watching as he filled you up with each thrust.

“I love seeing you like this “ he whispers running his finger down your chest and down your body. Your breath hitching in your throat.

“Under my control, only I can give you pleasure like this..” he whispers as his thrust becoming slower. Panting you try to rip his webs apart with your nails. All you want to do is touch him and run your fingers through his soft curls.

“You can’t get away from me,you wanna know why?” he grins cockily. Bastard knows his new web formula is tougher. His body gets closer to you if that’s even possible. Feeling your hands become free your hand grips onto his curls. The other scratching down his back. He hisses from the pain as your nails dig into his skin.

“Cause you’re my girl” his hand cups your cheek as he thrusts into you harder causing your head to hit the headboard.

“You’re mine, you got that princess?” His hips slam into you harder and harder. Nodding as a reply you keep eye contact with him. The pleasure feeling so intense you felt like you were going to burst.

Peter tugs on your hair letting out a low growl. “Let me hear that pretty voice, answer me” he demands kissing your jaw in fiery kisses.

“I’m y-yours Peter, please let me cum” your moans and whimpers filled the air as he reached between you rubbing your clit in fast circles.

“C’mon darling, cum for me cum all over my cock” Moans come out of his mouth as his thrusts start to get sloppy. The stamina he had in him had you breathless. Your orgasm causes you to hold tightly onto Peter. Your legs trembling as it coursed through you. Him filling you with his load shortly after, collapsing on top of your body.

     Peter rolls over pulling your body next to his. Your chest was falling up and down. Both of you were panting trying to catch your breath. Your body could just melt into the mattress,exhaustion taking over you.

“Karen, please start the shower and play some AC/DC for me” Peter speaks up a bit due to his voice being shaky from his breathing.

Turning on the shower, Peter you lasted a lot longer than you did the last time should we mark it as your new record?” Karen asks waiting for a response.

He was keeping track of how long he could last?

Peter Benjamin Parker” you sit up looking at your boyfriend. His cheeks turning pink as he sits up.

“Babygirl I-“

“You’re seriously keeping track?” You laugh placing your head in your hands. He is such a dork.

“Y-You’re not mad?” He questions tilting your chin up.

“Now I want to see how fast I can make you cum and start my own record” you grin sitting up heading toward the bathroom.

“I already have a record for how fast I can” Peter stands crossing his arms over his chest with a grin.

“Looks like I have to beat you, next time who ever loses has to clean the training rooms next week” you challenge looking back at him.

“Oh it’s so on, you’re going to cum and beg for me like always” he lifts you over his shoulder towards the shower.

“PETER!” You scream out as he starts to tickle your sides. From serious to childish, what a catch.

Peter is sweet in the street but a freak in the sheets.©

anonymous asked:

Hello my dear! How do you charge a sigil if its drawn on your body?

Allo!

There are many ways - this list is not extensive, just some stuff I came up with off the top of my head.

  • You can kiss it.
  • You can breathe on it.
  • You can trace the design with your finger tip. 
  • You can rub the skin it is drawn on.
  • You can tap the skin it is drawn on.
  • You can pinch the skin it is drawn on.
  • You can snap an elastic band on it.
  • You can hold a crystal over top of it.
  • You can anoint it with charged water.
  • You can just straight up wash it off.
  • You can anoint it with essential oils.
    • Be sure to dilute the oil properly, and be aware of allergies / sensitive skin.
  • You can perform exercise or dance with it on your skin.
  • You can do any sort of body / muscle stretches.
  • You can sing to it.
  • You can channel your own energy, or energy from an external source, directly into the sigil.
  • You can play video games while the sigil is drawn on you. 
  • You can rub some soil on it.
  • You can rub some herbs (preferably whole leaves) on it.
    • Be sure to do your research to ensure that the herbs you use are not toxic / can be harmful to and through the skin, or if you have any allergies.
  • You can hold the sigil over the flame of a candle (heat).
    • This works best on certain parts of the body (i.e. limbs).
    • Be careful to not hold your skin too close to the flame - just enough to feel the heat. Remember to prepare for and perform any fire safety methods if necessary.
  • You can hold the sigil over burning incense (smoke).
    • This works best on certain parts of the body (i.e. limbs).
  • You can focus on the blood flow inside your body where the sigil is drawn.
  • You can sit out in the sun light with the sigil exposed.
  • You can sit out in the moon light with the sigil exposed.
  • You can recite relating prayers over it.
  • You can have a shower. 
    • Yep.
  • Draw the sigil on your skin with something yummy - like chocolate sauce, something definitely edible - and lick it off.

Here’s my rule of thumb: if it has energy, can generate energy, or can move energy, it can be probably be used to charge sigils.

I am putting other, some would even say “controversial” (though I wouldn’t), charging methods under the “read more” for various trigger warnings / mentions.

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Tom helping you study:

-Coming home after a long day and knowing you need to study but wanting so badly to avoid it once you walk in the door and see Tom’s face

-“Alright sooo, I got some of that cheese you like, and some bubbly, I thought we could catch up on House of Cards? Or whatever you want to watch sweetheart, doesn’t bother me.”

-Just feeling really sad and disheartened because you know you can’t and him picking up on it straight away

-“What’s wrong darling? I’m sorry, we don’t have to do that, we could go out or something? I just thought you might like to have a night in.”

-“It’s not that, I just really need to study for this exam tomorrow and I’d love to do all that but I’m gonna fail if I don’t study, Tom I’m sorry I jus-”

-Tom steadying you with his hands on your shoulders, putting his hand on your cheek and bending down to look in your eyes to reassure you

-“Hey, hey now. Love, your studies are important, you know that, I know that, don’t you dare be sorry about it. Now I don’t know how much help I can be, but what if I be your study buddy? I’ll help you in any way you need me to.”

-“You’d do that?”

-“Only for you my love.”

-Both of you sitting on the ground with your legs crossed, your books and notes spread out on the coffee table with your laptop, and he’s just staring at your notes in awe of how much you take on

-“You just tell me what you’d like me to do and I’ll do it. No questions asked.”

-“That’s very ballsy of you Tom.”

-Getting him to highlight certain words in a word passage for you and him not knowing what colour you’d prefer

-“Okay so you’ve got pink, orange, yellow or green here, which should I use love?”

-“It doesn’t really matter Tommy.”

-“You wore green knickers yesterday, so I’ll use green.”

-“TOM”

-Just KNOWING Tom has so many questions about the depths of what you’re studying because he’s a curious little puppy but he holds them back because he doesn’t want to distract you

-“You have lovely handwriting darling.”

-“Thank you Tommy.”

-Tom rubbing your back while he waits for you to give him something to do

-“Tommmmm”

-“Yes love, what can I do??”

-“Could you maybe make me a snack?”

-“Crackers? And that cheese I got for you?”

-“Yes pleaseeee”

-“I’m on it.”

- Tom wanting to feed you the cheese and crackers so you ‘don’t have to waste your study time picking it up yourself’

-“Tom I can feed myself, you don’t have to do that.”

-“But I’m helpingggg”

-“Okay okay, fine”

-Getting him to quiz you and him being so serious about it, covering the back of the page with his hand so you can’t peep through

-“Are you gonna have a buzzer?”

-“No Tom, I don’t need a buzzer, I’m the only person answering.”

-“But it’s a quiz show.”

-“It’s a quiz for study, not a quiz show Tommy.”

-“…….it’s a quiz show and your buzzer is ‘ribbit’.”

-Watching some recorded lessons on your laptop and Tom watching with you even though he clearly finds it boring af

“Tom you don’t have to watch this if you don’t want to.”

“No no I want to, this is great.”

“Mhm.”

-Struggling to read your notes because you left your glasses upstairs and Tom knowing exactly what’s up

-So he goes upstairs and grabs them for you but you’re too focused to notice

-He comes up behind you and slides them on your face, and it’s the littlest gesture but you’re so so grateful

-“You need to wear them darling, your eyes are probably sore enough as it is”

-“I love you Thomas”

-“I love you too.”

-Tom looking through the novel you’re studying and reading all your annotations because he just loves to see your thoughts written down

- Starting to feel really sleepy and Tom noticing your eyes drooping

-“How’re you going love? Maybe you should head off to bed soon”

-“I’m almost done, I just need to go through this last few notes and summarise them, would you make me a coffee please?”

-“No love, it’s bloody 12am. You can have tea, coffee will have you wired and you still need to sleep.”

-“Thank you for making my good choices for me”

-“That’s what I’m here for”

-Finally finishing up and just collapsing back into the gap between where his arm is holding his also very tired body up and his torso, his hand resting gently on your hip giving it a tap

-“Alright, time for bed I think.”

-Tom helping you to bed, and letting you wear his lucky socks, the fluffy blue ones with clouds on them

-“I always wear them to my auditions, you can wear them tonight to give you luck for your exam tomorrow”

- Thinking it’s a little ridiculous, but his sweet soft boy face is utterly serious

-“I’d be honoured to wear your lucky socks. They have been washed though right?”

-“I think so.”

-Tom slipping into bed beside you pulling you into his embrace, one arm under you neck, the other curled around your waist

-“Alright love, one last question. Buzzers ready. Who’s the best Spider-Man?”

-“Ribbit. You are, you idiot”

-“That’s what I like to hear.” 

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Some of my friends are currently doing their exams (they know who they are), and I’m very proud of them and I think they deserve Tom as a study buddy highkey (not to mention all the goodness in the world), I know I would have fucking loved him as a study buddy when I was at school. S/o to anyone currently doing exams/hardcore studying! Get that education xxx

Harder (Smut)

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A/N: This took me so long to finish. Here’s a mix between some jerking off and some passionate sex. I’d love to hear what you think. 

Word count: 3,295

After Karen and I picked up Shawn at the airport, we went straight back to their house to spend the night. Though Shawn would have rather gone home, he’d finally given in after a couple of hours pouting childishly in the car from the airport and back to Pickering. 

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand he wanted to spend his first night back in his own apartment, but his cousin were graduating tomorrow and driving all the way back and forth two days in a row was just stupid when Karen and Manny had left Shawn’s old room untouched since he moved. 

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Punishment

Summary: Castiel comes home to you after he gets tired of saving your brothers, Sam and Dean - time and time again. You decide to let him take all of his frustrations out on you.
A/N: I hope you guys like this one! Any and all feedback is much appreciated! <3
Pairing: Castiel x Reader 
Warnings: language, smut, oral (female receiving), light choking, hair pulling, spanking, over stimulation, really rough sex, just like basically all the things you want Cas to do to you. (Slight Dom!Cas)
Word Count: 2.6k

Originally posted by c4stielnovak

Every once in awhile you stuck behind while your brothers went on a hunt. It was the only time you got any alone time - and you needed your alone time. You weren’t sure what they were even hunting. Cas had went with them and you hadn’t bothered to check your phone for much more than a ‘we’re okay’ text.

If there was one thing you loved about the bunker it was being there alone. No matter how long you’d all lived there, you’d always find something new to get into and to explore. On the fourth day of the hunt, you’d been sitting in your room reading a book when your door suddenly slammed open.

You looked up to see your very displeased angelic boyfriend- “Hey Cas..?”

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💙 Birthday Special. 💙

Birthdays were always a strange thing to Lance. Not that he didn’t understand them, he totally did. But more so, the feelings a simple day could provoke.

Lance came from a large family, that was for sure. And with that, came parties.

His racial culture brought those anyway.

And, as the baby of the family, he had always had some pretty fantastic birthdays as a kid.

Though when he got older, that changed.
Little kids expect birthdays, so parents throw them together and make the kid feel special.

When you grow up, you have to learn that you’re not that special. At least that was how Lance saw it.

Having so many brothers and sisters, birthdays were close together and it got to the point where they weren’t as extravagant because it couldn’t be afforded.

By the time July rolled around, many things were happening that often led to Lances birthday being overlooked as a teenager.

College funds, school shopping, all of the things that would be happening days after Lance had his special day.

In time it just stopped being special.

Would he get a present?
Sure, he didn’t really need anything but come on, everyone is going to think about receiving a gift on their big day.

Would he get a Happy Birthday?
Would anyone remember?

Did anyone care enough to listen if he mentioned what day it was?

Most birthdays, Lance wanted to just stay quiet and see how many people would acknowledge the day. Or how many wouldn’t, would be most likely.

Birthdays soon just became regular days for him throughout the years. Sure, maybe he would get a book and a happy birthday from online friends, but nothing big or fun.

Sometimes he’d get to choose dinner.
But like was mentioned, it became just another day for him.

Sometimes he was hopeful, maybe this birthday would be different. He’d have a party again or maybe Hunk would bake him something.

Hell, even just family bonding.
But it was just a wish.

Lances birthday just wasn’t that important.

Not anymore.

So when his birthday rolled around during their first year up in space, he didn’t say a word.

He didn’t even go on Keith about how now he was older, and rub it in his rivals face.

No, that morning Lance woke up as if it were any other day. Pulled on his clothes, his favorite jacket, brushed his teeth, put on some makeup, and within the next hour was out of his room headed for breakfast.

The blue paladin didn’t notice little mice scurrying into vents, rolls of confetti in their jaws.

“Good morning.” Lance chimed as he entered the dining area, making sure he wasn’t looking around at his friends as he casually went to grab a plate of goo.

In the back of his head, he wondered if anyone knew. It couldn’t be helped.

At the front of his skull, desperately clinging the rest, he knew today was just another day.

It sent a vague pain through his chest but he chose to ignore it. Just another day.

“Good morning, buddy! How is the main man?” Hunk piped up in a cheerful tone.

Lance shrugged, walking to the counter for a fork, not looking up. “Oh, you know, feeling as perfect and charming as ever.”

The dry chuckle that passed the boys lips was unnerving, and the Paladins exchanged glances.

“Lance.”

“Hm?” He rose a brow, not looking up as he dug for the utensil.

“Lance.”

“Yeah?”

“Lance.”

Finally the boy looked up, “I hear you, what do— you…” His breath flowed out of him in a harsh exhale.

Oh my gosh.

At the table his friends stood, holding a ‘cake’ and smiling fondly, if not a little worriedly.

In front of them, were a few haphazardly wrapped presents, which were in all honesty wrapped in toilet paper.

The cake was blue, shaped like an ‘L’ for Lance which they assumed was only fitting for someone obsessed with himself.

Lance didn’t let it get to his head, even though the situation was obvious and his face was bright ass red.

Keep it cool. It’s just another day.

Lance looked up at Hunk, taking his surprise and making it something fake. “Oh shit, whose birthday is it?”

The synchronization of furrowed eyebrows was something uncanny; Lance would have laughed.

Shiro spoke up, softly. “It’s your birthday.”

Pidge tilted her head, “July 28th, right?”

Hunk looked nervous for a moment, leaning to Keith and undoubtedly whispering, “We didn’t get the day wrong, did we?”

They hadn’t.
Of course they hadn’t.

Lance took a good look around.
The room was decorated completely, streamers and confetti and even a banner.

Blue lights glittered for Lance.

They had remembered.
They cared and they were having a party.

Lance blinked, then tried to stay cool and shrugged, suddenly way too emotions rushing at once. “Oh, I know. I just didn't…think anyone would care, no one usually does.”

Way to keep it cool.

Suddenly he was rushed with hugs, a swarm of love and caring bodies pressed to his and strong arms around him.

Lance teared up, something he’d been holding back. He chuckled, “Uh, guys?”

“It’s your birthday! Of course we would care!” Pidge exclaimed, squeezing Lances waist tighter in a hug.

“You’re my best friend, how could I forget?” Hunk said next, ruffling Lances hair.

It was happy tears and sniffles after that, and of course celebration and loud.

Birthdays were always a strange thing to Lance, and forever would be. And ironic.

How?

They were just as unexpected as the day each person decides to be born. Sure, you always know it’s gonna happen, but you are still surprised.

Lance was surprised today.

His space family had not only remembered his birthday, no. That wasn’t initially had Lance so riled up.

It was that they had remembered and acknowledged and embraced it. That was more than he’d gotten in years.

He felt special today.
He felt loved.

If only he knew, what was waiting for him behind the fourth wall, and how much love he was worth.

Happy birthday, Lance.

Heart on the Line (part 12)

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You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1223
warnings: phone sex, masturbation

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