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where you will find every jj fic ms coochie wrote below

♧ = angst

♤ = smut

♡ = flufff

Imagines, Blurbs and Drabbles:

Needy for you (♤♡)

jj helps you relieve your need for him.

Boat (♤)

you and jj sneak on the camerons boat for some late night fun.

know that i loved you so bad (♤♡♧)

you relive your teenage memories after you run away from your wedding.

cruel summer (♧)

sarah is a little too attached to jj’s girlfriend

locker room (♤)

locker room fun with jock!jj

bath (♤)

sexy bathtime blurb with poly!rafe and jj

don't you think i loved you too much to be used and discarded? (♧)

jj is embarrassed of you.

sneaking in (♤)

jj catches you riding your pillow.

doe eyed as you buried me (♧)

you invite the pogues together for your birthday before you go off to college but the truth comes out but it doesn't just break you.

lesson 1: don't eat out your best friend's girlfriend (♤)

jj wants to teach pope how to eat pussy and decides you would be good for practice but the truth was pope has a crush on you.

god, save the pageant queen (♡♧)

all the pogues are in love with the pageant queen.

eyeliner (♡♧)

you begin to push away from rafe after he makes a stupid comment and jj tries to help you two fix it (poly!jj and rafe)

anywhere else (♡)

jj comforts you after a traumatic event.

mission accomplished (♤)

the pogues lock you and jj in a room so you guys can finally talk out your differences but you do a bit more than that.

road trip (♡♤)

you and jj go are on a roadtrip and decide to stop in the middle of nowhere.

some things live, but all things die (♧)

you and jj weren’t the best couple in the world but you loved each other more than anything but when jj does something on impulse you are brought to the reality of things and you realize you have to make a choice on whether it’ll be you and him forever or if you’ll let him go. inspired by carefully by ben platt.

wanna ride that wave (♤)

jj wants to try something he read.

take my breath (♤)

you thought it would be funny to tease sarah so she shows you who’s boss while jj holds the camera.

sorry (♤)

jj punishes you.

you're here with me (♡)

you get nervous before your speech.

pocketful of sunshine (♤)

you pay jj for weed in a different kind of way 😏

Headcanons:

jj eating you out (♤)

So cute

Yass

Credits to artist: Ruby Tuesday! (Not mine😈)

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He came across her in a little forest clearing, lit up by the dazzling afternoon sun peeking through the leafy canopy. He licks his lips, eyes craning over her soft, bouncy ears, her fluffy puffy little tail, her stature, clearly smaller than his own. She dressed in a pretty, dainty frock, the hem pooling around her knees and weaving into the lush green grass below. She was a darling little bunny, plucking away at patches of flowers, roping them into a silly little crown.

The sweet kiss of the golden hour showered over her skin. She was almost too pretty to taste. Almost.

Wriothesley carefully stalks the clearing, maneuvering around the crunchy leaves and sticks that decorate the forest floor. His bushy tail swished, barely containing the excitement of the hunt. The poor, unassuming bunny hums away, pressing her nose into a soft, petalled flower, effectively sneezing from the pollen. Something in his chest swells, something other than hunger. He narrows his eyes, sitting in the deep dark that the woods provided, hiding in plain sight, watching the little bunny unashamed. He ought to pounce. Catch her off guard and devour the poor bunny before she even realizes he was there. But what was the fun in that?

He stalks forward, slowly revealing himself from the thick dark brush of the forest. The soft rustle of his movements makes the bunny stall, suddenly halting her actions. Her ears stuck up, turning with the noise of the woods in an attempt to pinpoint him. He watches her eyes, darting into every corner of the clearing, her breath elevated - He could practically see her heart bursting out of her chest. Wriothesley nearly chuckles, amused at the silly bunny, how unaware she was of his location, practically in front of her. He relished in the feeling, the anticipation, the second-hand stress from the scared little prey.

“Now, what's a sweet, little thing like you doing out here all alone?” He quips, finally stalking his way out of the woods. The little bunny was frozen in place, unmoving apart from her rapidly heaving chest. Perhaps she thought he couldn't see her so long as she stayed still. Silly little thing. Wriothesley stalks towards the little bunny, his stature nearly three times as large as she was, his shadow almost engulfs the light of the setting sun. He paints her in near darkness with his tall, dark features.

“I… I-” The silly bunny could barely get her words out, throat stuttering around her vocal cords, wobbling her voice in fear. Something within Wriothesley trembles, a sick elation, he could practically smell it; The scent of absolute terror oozing from this little bunny girl. He places his hands on his hips, feigning innocence.

“You know there’s wolves out here, little bunny.” Wriothesley cocks his head and grins sideways, revealing his thick, sharp canines. The girl barely nods, eyes glazing over with a soft sheen of teary wetness.

“I.. I need to go-” She makes a move, an attempt to dash into the safety of the wooded forest. The silly bunny's efforts are futile, Wriothesley quickly snatches the poor girl right up. He pins her by her arms, his heavy thighs pressing into her hips. She attempts to kick, to struggle and worm her way out. Her efforts proved useless, she was stuck, trapped under his heavy body.

"Ah-Ah.. Settle, little one.. Don't make this harder for me.. Behave for Wriothesley~." He comes close to her face, breath warm on her skin. The little bunny squeaks, fat salty tears roll down the apples of her cheeks, staining them in a soft trail. Wriothesley tuts in mock sympathy, licking his thick tongue over her cheek, tasting the salty residue of her little tears. The bunny girl cries in exhaustion, tired from squirming and wriggling in his grasp. Wriothesley chuckles darkly, leaning over the poor helpless bunny, fangs out ready to take a bite into her soft, fleshy shoulder, trembling from her soft tears and beating heart.

Wriothesley pauses. His nose catches something, a soft, sweet scent, unlike the blossoming flowers that surrounded the clearing. He can't help but investigate, pressing his nose into the little bunny's skin, sniffing over her trembling body. He holds her down, digging his nose into her hair, her neck, into her chest and below. He catches her wincing every time his nose pokes at her, the scent becomes frustratingly stronger with every graze. His sniffing comes to an abrupt stop near the little bunny's core. Wriothesley exhales sharply, the soft, sweet scent nearly attacks his nose, forcing the cogs in his brain to start turning.

"Am I exciting you, little Bunny?" Wriothesley finds himself above the girl once again. His palm rests on her cheek, thumb caressing over her trembling lips. Her soft, rapid breath huffs against his thumb, running a sharp spike right to his groin.

"Please.. M-Mister Wolf… Let me go.." The little bunny manages a full sentence. Wriothesley ponders her request, hunger fully dissipated and replaced with a new craving. Something.. Sweet.

"Let you go..? I'll just catch you again.. Little one.." His head shakes, voice light and airy, drenched in a false sense of comfort. Gods, her expressions got him going. The cute owlish look she gives him, brows pitched up, eyes wide and confused.

"Please.. m'sorry… mean no fuss.." She shakes her head, rabbit ears wobbling with her actions. He feels her thighs squeeze against his waist in a cute little attempt to hold herself. He hears her little whimpers, her sweet attempt to mute her chippering warbles. She hiccups and sniffles, steadily working herself further into a panic. Ah, bunnies. Such silly little creatures. Their instincts run wild, Wriothesley was surprised she hadn’t bumped her pretty self against his groin.

“Hmm..” Wriothesley purposely drawls the noise out, faking a pondering look.

"I'll give you a head start" He gives her the sweetest expression he could muster, pulling back and sitting on his knees. He watches the silly bunny's face contort in confusion, eyebrows raising, eyes blinking away.

“..What…?” Her small voice squeaks. There's a soft breeze that passes by, pulling Wriothesley’s fluffy ears with it. Then, dead silence. Wriothesley’s eyes darken, his lips twist in a rotten grin.

“Run.”

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The chase was on.

The poor little bunny sprinted off, stumbling through the thick, dark shrubbery of the woods. The forest floor was uneven, scattered with thick crunchy leaves and spiky twigs, surely leaving scratches against her poor legs. The forest was silent - apart from her heaving breaths and the hard crush of leaves beneath her feet. Not even a bird dared to call. The bunny girl makes twists and turns, doing everything in her power to break the nasty wolf off of her trail. His sickening grin flashes in her mind. His big, thick teeth. Enormous statue. How effortlessly he was able to pin her body to the ground. Something nearly stirs in her stomach again, a sick pull of arousal for a man that was clearly her natural predator.

The sun was almost set for the day, its light barely trickling through the tick awning of tree leaves. It was getting dark, and the poor girl was absolutely lost. At this rate, she’d be running all night. The little bunny dives into a thick bush, adorned with ouchy, spiky thorns. She cuts off her whimper, staying as quiet as a mouse. She hears her heartbeat in her ears, raging hard as she strains to hear her surroundings.

Something pulses against the forest floor, heavy, steadfull. The little bunny was nearly sure it rattled the leaves of the trees above. The big, dark wolf emerges, skidding hard into the marshy ground of the woodsy floor. He comes to a stop in the middle of the makeshift path, boots scuffing up thick mud and leaves, staining the toes of them. The wolf - Wriothesley - She manages to remember, huffs and puffs. His large chest engorges with every heavy intake of his breath.

“Where are you~... Little bunny.. I know you’re here.” His growling voice sings, echoing through the deep space of the woods, bouncing off of the trees and landing right in her sensitive ears. His eyes were wild, twitching, wide and darting from bush to shrub in search of his pretty prey.

“I can smell you.. Smell that sweet little scent of yours…” The wolf makes a show of sniffing the air. He exhales with a growl, low and deep and primal. The poor bunny clenches her thighs together, stifling a moan with a bite of her bottom lip. Wriothesley’s big, fluffy ears twitch, he heard something. A meek little sound echoing through the trees. He stalks, prowling around the small area, sniffing and squinting in all directions. With a thrust of his fist he punches through a bush, rattling the thick leaves with his arm. He barks out a laugh, eyes wild as he spins around, facing the thick shrubbery the little bunny hid in.

“Come out, come out…” Wriothesley cracked his knuckles, a wicked grin was set like plaster on his face. His dragging steps stop just by the thorny bush the bunny girl took shelter in.

“Oh~ I know.. You’re riiiiight… Here!” He pushes a hand into the bush, straining his forearm against the prickly, spiky thorns. The little bunny squeaks, narrowly missing his large palm, skittering out of the dense brush of leaves. She stumbles, nearly toppling herself into the mud before taking off once again, in a feeble attempt to outrun the burly, hungry wolf. She ran and ran, and ran. Running through the woods as far as her feet could carry her.

The footsteps were closer now, heavy through the mud, trailing right behind her. The poor little bunny hiccups a sob, stumbling over a twirly root sticking out of the duff. The bunny lands on her palms and knees, scuffing them into the wet, leafy ground. She drags herself up, kicking up sticks and debris as she scrambles to keep going. The poor bunny girl’s attempts are futile.

A heavy hand presses the silly girl into the floor by her shoulder blades, forcing her down, nearly pressing her face into the dirt. The bunny cries into her hands, shielding her face from muck and leaves. The dark wolf whistles low, trailing his thick fingers up behind the bunny’s neck, squeezing into her sensitive, achey pulse points.

“Well, well.. What a catch I’ve made..” Wriothesley’s voice is gravely, rocky with fatigue and excitement. His large body presses into the feeble little bunny’s, warm against the nipping chill of the forest’s night. The girl makes an attempt to wriggle, to fight back, to push her way out of his bruising weighty grip. It only works her up more. She cries into the mud, tears hot and sticky on her cheeks, delirious from the scary chase and the pressing subject of her fate pressing into her body.

“I… I’m.. Please-” The bunny helplessly begs. For what she doesn't even know. The big wolf chuckles right into her neck, warm and shivery and sharp. His thick canines threaten to press into her soft skin, scraping dangerously against her flesh as he talks.

“Please what? Little bun..” His fingers squeeze, forcing a little chipper out of the silly little bunny below him. He feels a little wiggle, a sweet little bunny tail wagging furiously against his lap. There it is again.. That smell. Sweet, fruity, floral.. Heat and arousal. Bunnies were so silly. Their survival instincts were next to none, carried by their fear and libido - Wriothesley wondered just how this little one lasted so long.

The bunny girl below him strains against his hand, wriggling in an all-new way. The soft cheeks of her ass bump and grind into the front of his pants, pressing into his hard cock. Wriothesley’s eyes blow wide, absolutely marvelled at the audacity of the little kit. More of her sickly sweet scent enters the air, light, airy and addicting, it makes his tongue wet with saliva. He bumps his groin forward, grinding himself into the little bunny’s form.

“Look at you..thought you were scared of me.. Huh..? Silly bunnies are always thinking with their pussies..” Wriothesley presses the girl harder into the dirt, shamelessly humping into her soft, plushy ass. The little bunny girl chitters and squirms, her little fluffy tail wagging in excitement over the dark wolf.

“Please.. Pleasepleaseplease~” The bunny whines, pathetically pushing back into the huge wolf, desperately in search of friction.

“Gods.. Could just eat you up… You’d let me have a taste.. Right little Kit?” His breath is hot on her neck, body heavy on hers. Since she was asking for him so nicely, who was he to refuse her?

The pretty bunny cries out with a hiccup as Wriothesley laps at her sweet juicy pussy, wet and slick from the hunt. He throws her thighs over his shoulders, locking them in place with his massive palms, squeezing tight, threatening to dig his claws into her flesh. Her body sits half in the air, elevated by the large wolf’s size. His large mouth effortlessly engulfs her little cunny, all warm and sloppy, burning hot from his mouth. The mean wolf suckles and licks at her achey pussy, he groans airily, eyes shut tight as he devours the poor little bunny. Her sweet scent burns his nose and leaks down his throat, pooling right into his pants. His lips purse over her dripping pussy, kissing sloppily, loudly, with vigour and lust. The wolf’s sharp eyes lock with the meek bunny’s, peering down at her little form through his brow.

The sweet bunny audibly keens, bringing her shaky hands to his scruffy hair. She pets his big, fluffy ears, caressing over the messy tufts with her soft touch. Her little fingers thread through his hair with care, carefully tugging him further into her core. Wriothesely groans out, rumbling hard against the sweet cunny below his lips. Her taste was near addicting, her gentle touch even more so - A dangerous thought flickers past his eyes as he laps at the silly bunny’s clit.

“Careful little one… Might just have to keep ya’ for myself..” He kisses hard on her core. The silly bunny nods her head, wobbling her soft bunny ears, whispering the softest ‘yes pleases’ while raking her fingers through his bangs. Wriothesley nearly bites down into her cunny, brain fogged on the idea of keeping this dumb little bunny all for himself. He flattens his mouth on her, licking hard into her sopping little hole. His thick tongue presses past her core, pushing into her pretty pussy, tongue fucking her with fast, easy strokes. The silly bunny nearly pulls his ears, keening her hips up into his hot mouth, bunny tail wagging against her back. His grip on her thighs tightens, claws pin pricking into her soft, unscarred skin - Unlike his own, perhaps he ought to mark her up, show the woods who she really belonged to.

He groans into the sweet girl’s pussy, bumping his nose into her puffy clit as he fucks her with his tongue. He pulls her core into his mouth by the grip on her thighs, wrapping his lips around her poor clit, maintaining the achey press of his tongue. The little bunny hiccups and whines, soft breaths hyperventilate from her chest. Wriothesley’s darkened eyes meet her own, soft and doe-like, unfocused, barely even registering the big wolf devouring her cunny. Wriothesely nearly rolls his eyes back, drunk on her pretty face and prettier pussy.

The sweet bunny squeals, clenching her thighs into his cheeks, squishing his head into her core. Wriothesley feels her cunt clench on his tongue, sucking him in and gushing a sweet spit of slick on his lips. The little bunny humps against his mouth, cumming with a squeeze of her thighs and a hot squirt of arousal. Wriothesley growls, stuffing his face impossibly further into her soft, plushy pussy, lapping up her sweet release as it sprays and messes all down his chin. He laps at her like a dog, allowing her to ride his face through her achey orgasm. He groans, teeth nearly biting into her core as he kisses and spits all over the little bunny’s clit. Wriothesely pulls away, his long tongue licks at his chin, cleaning up the residue of the sweet bunny below him.

The silly bunny whines as he lowers her legs off of his shoulders, clawing the air and making grabby hands towards him. Cute. When the sweet bunny finally finds the ground she gets on her knees, pawing up at the collar of his shirt. Her eyes sparkle with fresh tears, lips wobbling alongside them.

“Want you.. Want more Mister Wolf!” The silly bunny cries, already making a move to straddle his thick leg. Wriothesley almost feels his chest flutter, something tickles at his heart - the need to be needed.

“Want me..? But you’re so small, little Kit.. I’d break you in half.” He teases, eyeing her down, holding the squirmy girl in his lap.

“D-Don't care! Don't care don't care! Need you~” She chitters and whines, attempting to kiss at him, hump on him - Anything.

“Can't stop me once I start, little one..” His palm slides down her smaller frame, hooking into her waist, fingers squeezing at her hip bone. The dumb bunny nods her head, nearly drooling at the idea of the big wolf giving her exactly what her achey cunny wanted. Wriothesley man handles the little bunny, placing her right back into the dirt, pretty ass up, pussy on display just for him. Her knees skid into the mud, caked in sticky spiky leaves, stinging hard from the pokey ground. She didn't seem to care at all. Not with her eager little bunny tail, wriggling in excitement, or her drooling pussy bumping back into his clothed pants, staining the front of them with her sticky arousal. Gods, she smelt sweet, he nearly latches his mouth on her cunt again.

Wriothesley is quick to distract himself, hooking his fingers into the tight waistband of his pants, pulling them down his hips, revealing his thick, dripping cock. The bunny below him squeals, knocking her pussy back into him with a cry, nose sniffing and huffing at the air. He was sure she could smell him, his hot pheromones mingling together with the scent of her bunny heat. He rubs the fat tip of his cock through her puffy folds, coating it in her sweet, creamy arousal. His tip dribbles thick rivulets of sticky pre, staining her poor cunny with his musky hot scent.

“Please~ pleaseplease.. Need it please! Hurts without it.. ‘Gonna die without it~” The poor bunny girl begs into the dirt. Gods, weren't they always dramatic, he was right again, bunnies are always thinking with their stupid little pussies. Wordlessly, Wriothesley pushes his thick, oozing tip into the sopping little bunny. He has to grip at her hips, prevent her from eagerly fucking back into his cock. He ignores her whines and the droop of her pretty ears, the tickle of her tail on his tummy, the cute chitters she cries when he holds her down. His own fluffy ears pin back, his bushy tail wags slowly as he inches his long cock into her little cunny. Eventually, he bottoms out, pressing his heavy balls into her ass, sticky and warm from her dribbling arousal. He places two hands down into the mud, right by the little bunny girl’s head, leaning his massive body over her smaller form. He shivers making contact with the sweet little thing, stomach aching as she shamelessly humps her hips back into his cock, surely bulging out of her little tummy. Gods, he could stay like this for eternity, have a long, warm nap nestled nice and deep inside of his sweet plaything.

“What happened to being scared, huh little one? Could eat you up right now and you'd let me, I'm sure.” Wriothesley teases, rocking his hips against her ass. The girl hiccups and moans, keening back into him, crying out wantonly without an inch of shame. The wolf growls, leaning harder into the little bunny, rocking his hips faster against the soft plush of her ass. His cock is squeezed so nicely, nestled in the bunny’s sweet, gushy pussy. Her sweet cunt wraps around his length, sucking him in eagerly as he slowly humps against her.

“C-Can’t be scared.. Never sca- scared~ Not scared of Wrio… N-Not scared of m-mate!” The bunny babbles dumbly. A sharp ache rests itself in Wriothesley’s body. He snaps his hips, suddenly bouncing the stupid little bunny back and forth on his cock. Mate.. The word strikes something within his brain - the line between prey and playmate blurs, coagulating into something absolutely forbidden. Something hot and sickening. If only he could fuck a litter into her pussy. If only he could fill her with cutie little Pups for her to take care of. He’d provide for her, hunt and gather and breed her over and over and over. Her cries spur him on, the tears on the back of his hands force him to dig his nails into the dirt. His hips snap over and over, practically fucking right into the little bunny’s womb. Perhaps he was. Filling her with something she'd never experienced before. Something she’ll never have again. She’d be forced to him, stuck by his side as his cute plaything. He was sure she’d do it too.

Wriothesley stuffs his face into the keening bunny’s neck, his breath is wet and hot on her skin, humid with lust. The stupid bunny babbles on and on. Silly little ‘I love you’s’ desperate begs of ‘more, more more’. She keeps up with him, grinding back into his pelvis, keening when his teeth graze her neck.

“Gonna- Gonna! F-Feels good… Too g-good!” The bunny girl manages to spit out. He feels her sweet pussy tighten on him, clenching on his bruising cock in anticipation. His own length pulses, spurting a hot string of arousal right into her messy cunny. His little bunny squeals, nearly falling face-first into the leafy marsh below. Her pretty pussy squirts around his fat cock, spurting out over her thighs with every hard fuck of his hips. She squirms and whines, riding back on his cock as she creams and squirts over him. Wriothesley has to bite into his bottom lip, narrowly avoiding the soft, pliant skin of the bunny girl. He swears he draws blood, mixing with his drooling saliva, threatening to drop on her untouched skin. He groans deeply, loudly, hips stuttering their pace. Her cunny squeezes his length, begging for his sticky release. He gives it to her, clutching her little body close to his own while he drenches her puffy pussy with his seed. He spurts hot, thick ropes right into her little bunny cunt, messing up her insides, painting them white with his cum. He isn't quick to pull out, relishing in the tight, gooey squeeze of her gummy walls on his softening length. He nearly hisses when the silly girl tries to grind back on him, forcing his thick cum to dribble out of her spent pussy.

He finally pulls out, marvelling at the soft squeeze of her cunt on his tip and the hot dribbling mess that pools out of her. The little bunny is quick, already using her might to press the big wolf on the floor, perching herself in his lap with a hop in her step. She wraps her arms around his neck, nice and snug pulling him into a selfish kiss. Wriothesley rolls his eyes. Of course. Bunny stamina was no joke. This was a known fact within the forest. No matter, he’ll play along, surely he could best a bunny’s stamina.

It's a difficult feat, but Wriothesley keeps up with the insatiable little bunny girl. He lays back as she works his cock, fucking herself on his length over and over, release after release. Taking him again and again until the dumb bunny was satisfied. Gods the night was near endless - It had been a while since he’d had a fuck as good as this one. Finally, the silly little bunny settles down, snuggling into his larger form, napping away as the sun finally comes to a set.

Now he couldn't just leave her out here - There were wolves after all, big, scary nasty wolves that could eat her right up. It wouldn't hurt to take her home. Back to his cozy den with a nice fire and some food. Perhaps he’ll keep her around.. Fill her tummy with yummy foods and something else.. Wriothesley scoops the little bunny girl up in his arms, studying her soft sleeping face in the new moonbeam. Cute.

AUIIRRRGGHHHHHHH

I think this is the longest fic I've ever written omg- it took like 3 days man

I really hope you enjoyed ;; I actually really love this- gahwhhshsh

Imma be posting into November I think 😔 I've failed lmaoo

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Tattoo artist Simon definitely makes reader promise that she’ll never go to a tattoo artist that isn’t him while he’s fucking her. Pounding like a madman while she can barely get her moans out - edges her until she promises that he’s the only one who will ever touch her.

you sound like you've experienced this before. how'd you get into simon's parlour, hm? have you been taunting him with that tattoo that isn't his? riling him up? daring him to finally claim you as his pretty little client? oh he takes the bait alright. among other things

you don't really know how you got here. pressed down into the tattoo chair on your hands and knees. actually, you have an inkling of it. probably has something to do with the way you posted on your social media page again, posing with the tattoo on your shoulder that wasn't done by simon.

and little did you know how tightly he clenched his phone when he saw that you had added könig as a friend as well. knowing full well that könig requested to follow you first before you followed him back. trying to one up him, simon bets. trying to stake his claim as if simon didn't already have you first.

you didn't think anything of it when simon asked you to stay after the shop closed. has all the lights off except the half of the room where he's plowing you into the seat. watching the way your juices glimmer around his cock every time he takes such long strokes from your pussy.

"how bad y'wanna cum, love?" he grunts. doesn't even sound like he's broken a sweat! how dare he.

you groan into the leather of the chair, ruining it as if your cunt hasn't been leaking all over the seat of it. simon doesn't care. can easily replace it. don't think he will. not when you've finally left a mark back for him >:)

"mmmh!" that's all you can say. he coos and grips your jaw to turn your head. spits into your open mouth and goes back to fucking you nice and deep, making sure to drag his cock the full length along your walls.

"aw, can't even speak? s'okay. don't need to speak to anyone other than me. don't need anyone else trying to ink you, mark you. not when you're mine."

you feel like you've been going for hours. the normally sweet and attentive simon is gone, replaced with someone who looks so mean. is so feral. and can't get enough of your pussy! he pounds into you and slaps your ass meanly, leaving a temporary mark of his that feeds the urge to claim you.

"si-moooon," you drawl out as he starts hitting that one spot. he smirks behind you, pushing you even more into the seat as he fucks you so good. "w'nna cum."

"yea?" he moves his hand from the back of your neck to your hair and pulls you back to look at him again. "y'only get to cum if you promise to come to me only."

you blearily gaze back up at him as he plunges into you. can't focus too well. you just nod your head in your haze, too drunk on his cock to think.

"need your words, sweetheart." he growls out. "tell me, who is it who's fucking you?"

"y...you, simon," you pant out. he grins and slaps your ass again.

"'nd who is going to make you cum?"

"you, simon! please!" another slap, this time he rubs your cheek gently and grins at the forming handprint,

"you promise to come to me only? i only work with what's mine."

you nod, desperate to feel you cum around his girth. because he's just been toying with you all this time. just filling you up nice and slow and whenever you get close he'll pull out to rub between your ass checks. "yes. i'll only go to you, simon! i'm yours!"

"damn right," he says with a final spank and starts fucking into you with newfound strength. finally giving into his primal need to claim you. "you're mine to ink, mine to fuck, mine to make cum. mine, mine mine."

you feel like you're about to burst at that. and you do when he leans down to groan into your ear with a, "and mine to cum in and mark from the inside."

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dear non-spanish speakers writing spiderverse fanfiction (or anything with spanglish),

in spanglish you don’t switch by word, you switch by phrase.

it’s not:

“[first part of the sentence in english], [second part of the sentence in english], mi amor.”

“[full english sentence], querida.”

it’s:

“[first part of the sentence in english], [segunda parte de la frase en español], mi amor.”

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also miles is boricua, miguel is mexican. they have two different accents and use different vocabulary for certain words.

also miles is “nyourican” - a puerto rican native to new york - while his mom is directly from the island, so there are differences there, too, because his spanish is more influence by new york english. 

here’s some good references that aren’t google translate (which usually pulls from spain, a country that speaks vastly differently from latin america)

SpanishDict

WordReference

here have some random videos on different slang/spanish accents:

Puerto Rico

Mexico (1) (2)

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in spanish most words are gendered, so most feminine words end in a and masculine/gender neutral words end in o. adding ito/ita makes something cuter, smaller and more affectionate.

spanish nicknames that aren’t “mi amor”

“querido/a” - darling

“cariño” - dear (always masculine regardless, of who its being said to)

“mi princesa/príncipe” - my prince/princess

“mi rey/reina” - my king/queen

“papí/mamí” - can be used in any way; romantic, sexual, familial for one’s parent or child, or just platonically

“tesoro” - treasure

also spanish is a language that uses adjectives as terms of affection both cute ones and ones that might sound insensitive in english

gordo (fat), flaco (skinny), negro (black), blanco (white), linda (pretty), bella (beautiful), morena (brown skin), etc.

and like most languages that are not english, spanish has multiple ways of saying i love you.

“te amo” - romantic

“te quiero” - familial, platonic (although there’s nothing wrong with using it romantically)

see also:

te adoro - i adore you

te deseo - i want you

te necesito - i need you

 and, of course, they can vary regionally too.

please use this because i have read a lot of really well written things that take me out of it because the use of spanglish is terrible. don’t just go on your presumptions that spanish/spanglish works in the same way that english does.

buena suerte, gringos.

- signed your friendly neighborhood afro-latina

Yaaaaaaaasss!

Don't leave me here, I'm scared!

Summary: You meet Isagi's parent and the lights go out by a thunderstorm. Boyfriend Isagi reacts to you being scared of the dark

Fluff/Comfort

Pairing: Isagi x Fem!Reader

You were invited to Isagi's house so you can meet his parents, though you were nervous Isagi reassured you that there's nothing to worry about.

Once you and Isagi reach the door he unlocked it.

"I'm home!"

The sweet smell of lavender scented flowers reaches your nostrils, his house is as refreshing as laying down in a field of flowers.

"Oh Yoichi, Welcome home Darling!" His mom walks toward him and gives him a kiss on his cheek causing him to blush of embarrassment because of your presence.

"Oh? Who's this?". "Mom, dad. This is my girlfriend, Y/N..". You get from behind Isagi and bow deeply.

"Hello, my name is Y/N L/N and I'm happy to be with Isagi. I promise to treat him so well that he'll get tired of it." You smile at them

You walk up to Isagi's mom and take her hand with both of your hands and ask:

"You're so beautiful, it's like an Angel giving birth to another Angel. Will you please allow me to date your son?".

She looks stunned and smiles from ear to ear,

"Thank you so much, you're so adorable! I'll go wash the dishes so we can have a celebration for my son getting a beautiful lady! And you can call me Iyo if you'd like!"

"let me help you".

You walk with Isagi's mom and start talking about something.

Isagi's smiling at how beautiful you look and how well you get along with his mother.

Once dinner is you sit next to Isagi, you guys start eating at the table and talking about Isagi when he was younger.

It's a thunderstorm so Iyo is going to give you some of her clothes to borrow, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.

As you guys are eating a random strike of lighting hits the electricity causing the lights to go out.

"Oh? Has there been a power outage?"

Once the lights turn off your heart beats faster, your breaths are getting heavier, and your body is trembling

"Yoichi, I'm scared..".

"What?".

"I'm scared..I'm scared of the dark."

Isagi is surprised to hear that but he grabs his phone and uses his flashlight to find your hand.

he puts his arm around your waist and his hand on your head causing you to put your head on his shoulder.

You put your arms around his torso and hold it tightly, tears forming in your eyes.

Isagi feels his shirt getting wet where your eyes are and he hears you whimpering.

"Shh, it's okay..I'm here, you're safe with me..I'll protect you..".

You start taking deep breaths to calm yourself down but it isn't working. Isagi doesn't like seeing, feeling, or hearing you cry.

Out of nowhere Isagi starts singing you a lullaby calming your nerves.

...

"Aww, so kawaii!!" Isagi points his phone screen using it as a light to see what his mom is gushing about.

"I took a video and a picture of you lovebirds!"

"Not the time!" Isagi and his dad say in sync.

Moral of the story: Isagi is the best boy ever <3 💚

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things to manifest: rich girl edition ★

hey stars! this was the most voted post based on the poll that i posted a few weeks ago, so here you are <3

★ a bodyguard (maybe enemies to lovers??)

★ a fancy private school

★ your family's personal private island

★ your dream car (tesla, rolls, mercedes)

★ maids/servants

★ a gazillion dollar mansion

★ luxury cars

★ fine dining and gourmet meals

★ high end jewlery, bags and clothing

★ beats headphones

★ a beach house!!

★ a trip to outer space (that would be so fun omg)

★ a yacht

★ a private island

★ suuuper expensive sweet 16