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Baby Boy [a Barry Allen Smut]

Request: I may or may not have been stalking your (amazing) profile, and I saw that you’re doing a smutty fanfic tomorrow so I was wondering if you could do a smut where Barry is super stressed and the reader notices and “helps out”, leading to hardcore sex? idk, just an idea.. you’re an amazing author, and by far n favorite tumblr :)

a/n: smut saturday babes, love y’all :) ask questions and shit

WARNING: Smut (handjobs)

Who takes work home? Barry Allen, that’s who. Sifting through the paperwork in the files, he sighs, sticking the pencil behind his ear. Boy, he really did fall behind with his analysis. His hip cocks to the side while his palms set firmly on the table, head bowed. Then there’s a hand on his crotch; not just any hand, yours.

A shallow gasp drops from his lips and he feels his dick beginning to harden under your touch. “Y-Y/N…” Barry stutters, “W-what are you do-oing?” he gasps again, peering over his shoulder and moaning at the sight of you. The speedster swears his skinny jeans are one hundred times tighter.

Instead of answering immediately, you unzip his jeans, smirking when you notice his hands curl into fists on the table. “I’m helping with your stress, baby boy.” you muse, pulling down his pants agonizingly slow. He inhales a sharp breath, squeezing his eyes shut as you sneak your hand in his gray boxer briefs. “Do you want me to help, baby boy?” you whisper, pressing your naked chest to the back of his blue cardigan.

Barry is pretty sure he could cum right here, right now, if he had to. That nickname; you know he melts when you call him that. “Yes, yes, yes, please Y/N.”  he begs, breathing heavily. Slowly, your hand wraps around his cock, starting to stroke it. A groan falls out of his mouth and his head leans backwards; chestnut locks scratching your shoulder. “I… need… more…” Barry pants, bucking his hips into your hand.

With a smirk, you speed up your pace, doing long, hard strokes instead. The speedster whimpers when you squeeze the base slightly, looking at you with wide forest green eyes. “You’re such a naughty boy, aren’t you, baby?” you tease, continuing to pump him. Barry moans, thrusting with your movements.

“Y-yes… god, yes.’’ he grunts, lower lip quivering slightly. He’s so close; he can feel himself coming undone at any minute. Your free hand travels down his chest to his bare slender hip, fingers curling around it and squeezing. Oh, he loves when you do that. “Y/N, I…I c-can’t…” he shutters, dick twitching in your fist.

You kiss the base of his neck, nodding, nose pressed to his skin. “Just let go, baby boy.” you coax, movements slowing. Barry whines deeply, cumming hard into your hand, hips bucking slightly. He pants, holding onto the table for support. It’s been awhile since he last gotten a handjob. “Did that help, Barr?” you ask, rubbing his side gently.

The speedster nods, light brown hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. “Uh huh. That-that helped a lot.” he grins sheepishly.


Based off THIS tweet I saw the other day and just kinda had the need to re-draw it lolol!! He straight up walked backwards off a cliff LOLOL

UPDATE::: I forget to post the first panel with the writing :-:


and you call yourself a spy Natasha


Legally Blonde the Musical
  ↳ Legally Blonde; Elle and Emmett [ part i | part ii ]

i hate when people on tumblr just say shit like “just surround yourself with positive people!!!! dont keep negative people in your life!!!!” like it’s not easy to just drop friends you’ve known for years and magically find a new gang of friends that you can trust so stop making it sound so simple

you don’t have to be a jackson stan to be worried about him and see that he deserves so much better. he doesn’t have to be your bias for you to see all the hate he gets for literally everything he does and how he gives everything he has (and more) for us fans and got7 …

he’d literally sacrifice himself for got7 and us fans and yet some people have the nerve to blame it on him or to say jackson stans are overdramatic when they’re more than right speaking up about the unfairness?!

Jackson isn’t my bias but i’m worried shitless about him sometimes because he’s too kindhearted for a world like this and some of these “”“"fans”“”“ don’t give a single shit about his health or the sacrifice he’s constantly making for us and his group.

He’s one of the most caring, thoughtful, genuine, empathetic and smart people I know and he really makes the industry (and world!!) a better place for so many people… and yet he gets so much shit and taken for granted !??

ok but why doesnt hannibal’s murder condom cover his head/hair tho? I know it’s not exactly stylish to have a plastic bag on your head but isn’t that where you will very likely leave evidence??? your hair so gelled in place it wont budge? are you taking that risk for aesthetic™?


The Foretellers - Pokemon AU
       (click individuals if they’re not hq)


Seunghyun: Hongki hyung may look like a kid in daily life, but he’s actually really mature. The longer you know him, the more you realize that he’s actually a really different hyung than what he looks like. (x)

Okay but for real I kind of want someone to hold my hand and talk me through gay demisexual Eric Bittle because it’s kind of important to me

like, Bitty who was kind of hoping he could come to Samwell and just kiss and have sex with all the boys he wanted

and it just??? never felt right??? and he was like, “are my standards too high, am I maybe just too anxious, what is my problem” like, the idea of being kissed by his Winter Screw date felt actually repugnant.

it’s part of why he never confessed to Jack, because what if the same thing happened.  What if he went to all the trouble of saying it and then Jack wanted him to be sexual and he popped the clutch again and couldn’t do it.

(What if Jack kissed him, and it felt soft and gentle and perfect.  What if they spent two months skyping before they held hands.  What if they stole kisses in the back of a pickup truck and then shyly sat back up and watched fireworks.  What if they eased into physical intimacy so gradually, so carefully, that Bitty actually found himself wanting more than what they had, instead of less?)

“This is the oldest poster we have hanging up,” murmured the General, “So cheesy.”

“But you love it.”

The old soldier smiles. “I do.”

My roommate gave me a fountain ink pen and I’m in love with it!

Ahh, this is the kind of quality content that I like to see from video games.

Bug free and working as it should.