we will finish the smut

Happy Valentine’s Day all! I love each of you immensely and am claiming all of you as my valentines 💖❤💖❤

Trying to finish this story, but...

my heart is breaking. This election is incredibly telling about the state of our country, and how comfortable people have become with discriminating against others. I’m disgusted, and I feel a surge of anger that I rarely allow myself to feel. I detest Trump and all that he stands for, and seriously question those who chose him to lead.

But please….please remember this, my friends. Never forget it, no matter the outcome:

The sun will rise, and we will carry on. We will live. We will work. We will fight. 

And we will prevail where it counts. In uniting together and supporting each other.

We must remember that we’re not alone, that we’re enough, and that we have each other’s backs.

We will love ourselves and each other. Because once a thing is known, it will never be unknown. And with that knowledge, we cannot be stopped.

I will finish and post this fluffy smut tomorrow, outcome be damned. I will be here tomorrow. Hope to see you there too. 

I love you. We got this. No matter what, we got this.

Originally posted by canuhelpmelie

Velvet Vision

Title: Velvet Vision

Summary: Sure, you expected sex, probably a lot of it too since he asked you to get a room on the other side of the building and far, far away from Dean’s. But when you walked out of the shower and he stood there, a predatory, almost menacing look on his face that you hadn’t seen in years, not since he was soulless, you knew you were in for something else entirely.

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word count: 5190

Warnings/tropes: Un-betaed, explicit smut, dom!Sam, handcuffs, blindfolds, sex toys, rough sex, dirty talk

A/N: Day 5 of my February Fuckfest Week and we’ve got some major smut. I may or may not have finished it while at the office? Maybe? ANYWAYS. Thank you to everyone who’s commented and reblogged and liked my stories this past week! It means so so so much and knowing that people are enjoying my stories has really made this such a good week after what wasn’t a particularly great weekend. THANK YOU SO MUCH. Tomorrow should be Benny’s turn and let me tell you, I’m pretty excited about that one, not gonna lie. But for now, I hope you have some fun with our twelve-foot moose. ^^

Tagging: @angel–radio and @blushingsamgirl​ <3 

Originally posted by heytheredeann

“You ready?”

You licked your lips – part nerves, part anticipation – and then nodded.

“I’m ready.”

“Good girl.”

And then your vision went dark.

When Sam had pulled you aside after the hunt a few hours earlier and told you to book an extra room, his tone commanding and coaxing all at once, you had no idea that this was what he had planned.

Sure, you expected sex, probably a lot of it too since he asked you to get a room on the other side of the building and far, far away from Dean’s. But when you walked out of the shower and he stood there, a predatory, almost menacing look on his face that you hadn’t seen in years, not since he was soulless, you knew you were in for something else entirely.

“You remember the rules, right?” he spoke, his voice husky yet soothing at the same time. You nodded. “Repeat them.”

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anonymous asked:

Following your sex ask, imagine reisi literally having to teach saru what pleasure is since he was in charge of the talk. He starts to drop all those hints to make saru interested, and he thinks it's the captain being weird again but like everything about him he eventually starts to get curious. Then one day, reisi walks on saru's cold and clinical ~solo time~ and he's like "you're doing it wrong, fushimi-kun". Saru's mortified but it's the most intense experience of his non-existant sex life

I promised more Reisaru smut, so here is more Reisaru smut ^^

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