YALL IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE THIS IS BULLSHIT OMFGGG

YALL IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE THIS IS BULLSHIT OMFGGG

NO OPTIONS?! THIS IS FUCKING OUTRAGEOUS IM GOING TO DIEEEE

its cs im black./jkjk

Hello princess ❤️❤️❤️ your writing is outstanding I absolutely live for it. Can I pretty please get a Tate x fem-harmon!reader where Tate accidently let's his mommy kink slip in the middle of a family dinner, and calls you ma, momma, mommy etc in front of all you family embarrassing you incredibly. So you have to take him upstairs and punish him if yk what I mean 😏

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Taglist: @kitwalkersgfff, @ppawmpkin, @yes-divine-ruler, @quicksilversg1rl, @charsdunkie lmk if you would like to be added or removed my dears.

"Accidents happen" Tate Langdon x FEM!Reader

Warnings: Secondhand embarrassment, smut, mommy kink, Dom Fem, Orgasm Denial (Our poor baby doesn't get to nut.)

"Hey um dad can you hand me the salt, Tate won't ask." He immediately sent a glare into the side of my head as I set the salt down by him. "Eat." He nodded before adding the salt the homemade fries. "Momma, can you give me some more ketchup." I dropped my food before looking at him in utter horror. "Isn't it too early to call me momma?" My mom looked at him and then he looked at her my dad looking at me confused as I was completely embarrassed. "No, I meant, (name).... oh shit." You hit him in the shoulder as your dad laughed hysterically. "Damn, I haven't laughed like that in so long." I glared at my dad as well, my mom interrupted my annoyance, "At least it wasn't the daddy thing where him and your father reach for the ketchup" I felt my temperature raise in shame. "Well, mom, dad, I have officially lost my appetite. I shall be going to me room and taking Mr. Langdon with me." They laughed and looked at Tate bidding their byes and goodnights. "Bye, Mr. and Mrs. Harmon." Violet (readers sister) had just come down and passed you a light smirk as you practically drug him up the steps. You made it to your room pushing him onto your bed. "What the hell was that Tate?!" He looked at you genuinely apologetic as you walked to your closet to change into a tee-shirt, and only your tee-shirt. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... it just kind of just slipped out." I looked at the boy sitting on my bed wallowing in his own shame and displeasure. "You know, you are such a needy boy Tate. I don't understand." I had straddled his lap caressing his shoulders. He shuddered under my touch and gripped my hips; I could already feel him getting hard beneath me, I slightly rocked my hips into his making him whimper in an attempt to not moan. "Such a pretty boy" I kiss his neck and leave tons of hickeys. "Momma please, I need you." I leaned back and stood up. "Too bad, you embarrassed me in front of my parents Tate. You can finish yourself off." I laid down on the bed and shut my eyes hearing him whine about how it was an accident and how accidents happen.

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Physical Love Letter

Shuri x Black Fem Reader

Translation: okuswiti kwam, my sweet

Tell me how it never felt like this

“Shuri.” You breathed, drinking in the woman whose fingers worked blissful wonders between your thighs. She trailed gentle kisses down the crevice of your neck, each sending small tingles through your stomach. It was indescribable, the pleasurable sensation that flooded through you at her actions, with every motion of those swift fingers of hers. You had never felt so much passion, so much intention behind someone’s actions. She enjoyed making you feel weightless, coaxing that euphoric feeling within you that only she could make you feel.

She peered up at you, basking in the way the morning sun highlighted your indulgence of her actions. She adored you like this, although she would never let herself succumb to that fact, she did. The way you responded to her, the sinful sounds that escaped from your lips and that glistening cunt of yours, it all fueled her passion to carry on with you.

She wanted to fully claim you, make you feel so good that the fact would be engraved within your mind for centuries and as unforgettable as she truly was, it probably would be. She handled you as delicate as a flower, yet, somehow beneath lay so much dominance and chastisement within every caress, every kiss, every pump of her fingers. It would be impossible for this to leave your memory, she was giving you something you had craved for what felt like a lifetime.

“Just like that, hm?” She said, curling her fingers slightly as she moved them more slowly, hitting a spot that sent waves of intense pleasure through you. “Yes.” You dragged, a string of curses exiting your lips as she worked. You could feel her moving downward, her free hand separating your thighs even further, spreading you fully. She went lower, intense eyes never leaving you until she was met with your dipping entrance in front of her view.

She could stare at it all day, glistening with that sweetness if yours, pulsing with the absence of her slim fingers. “I’ve thought about doing this all day, my love.” She said, right before licking a stripe up your entrance. You gasped, chasing behind your own breath, your hands grasping at the silky bedding underneath you.

“So good.” You praised, intertwining your fingers in her black coils, tugging on them softly while you coed her name. “That’s it, baby. Let me know how I’m making you feel.” She said, placing your legs over her shoulders, cinnamon colored thighs resting right on her back as she devoured you endlessly, drowning herself in you fully. “You’re making me feel s-so.” You trailed, feeling the tightening of your stomach. It left you speechless, your words being taken by the building of pure bliss within you.

She could sense your closeness, you were gliding right along the edge of ecstasy and soon she would provide you that feeling in full. “Can you cum for me, okuswiti kwam?” She mumbled, enjoying the feeling of your pulsing around her tongue. Soon, she felt the trail of your juices down her mouth, a dragged moan coming from your lips as you came. She took every inch of your honey substance, savoring your taste as the creamy liquid trailed down her throat.

The silence that filled the room was comfortable, filled with a serenity that was unexplained to you both. You laid under her and under the blanket of the sun, staring into the infinities of her eyes. You said nothing and yet she could hear a million words.

She couldn’t get enough and you, you were the same. You loved her and she surely loved you.

A/N: Y’all I haven’t posted in what felt like a good minute so here is one that I’ve been working on for so long due to procrastination. 😭 I hope y’all like it as much as I did when writing it, I try to add a little bit of “umph” within my stories now. Also I might have some more coming out today, one about Riri and another one about Shuri. 💗🫶🏾 Love y’all.

Taglist: @fentibeauty @axailslink @fetchyourlife @shurinfatuated @demxnicprxncess @shuris-whore @shuri-my-love @shawtuzi (lemme know if you wanna be removed or added) ✨

can u do a dahmer smut? fem reader but evans dahmer not the real person.

THIS IS FUCKING SICK! allow me to state you couldve just said now evan because now not only are you glorifying a fucking monster, but he was gay. he had zero intrest in women. Therapy cant possibly cost that much but if it does you can always talk to a friend about your issues because what the actual fuck is wrong with you. he has 17 fucking victims. 17 people who lost their lives because of him and now you want smut about him? It doesnt matter if its no the actual person, the character played is a real man and a fucking sicko. You are no better.

Absolutely amazing! it would be amazing if yall could check out her channel!

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I will not write anything containing incest, pedophilia, necrophilia, homophobia, transphobia, underage characters, racism, domestic violence of any sort, race play or age play. Those who request anything along those bounds will be ignored.

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If you would like me to write something, please don’t demand it or be rude in your requesting. Also, please keep in mind that I might take a long time or I might choose not to do a certain request if I feel uncomfortable or that it is beyond my capabilities in writing.

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Keep this in mind. Although, I do not mind non-black readers on my page, I do not want the foolishness about me not being inclusive or whatever the case may be. All of my character x reader stories will be with an Black female reader. If you are uncomfortable with this fact, then please feel free to exit stage left almost immediately.

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Black Panther Wakanda Forever

I will leave one link for each one, at least the ones I’ve written.

⇨︎Shuri Udaku (Click Here✨)

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⇨︎ Namor

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Attack On Titan

⇨︎ Mikasa Ackerman

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⇨︎ Sasha Braus

⇨︎ Levi Ackermann

⇨︎ Eren Yeager

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"Stfu." Kai Anderson x fem!reader 

This is also for the same request as my tate mommy kink requested story. I said id do both so heres the other one “a needy subby tate or toxic sex with Kai”

Taglist: @charsdunkie, @quicksilversg1rl, @yes-divine-ruler, @ppawmpkin

lmk if you want to be added or removed!

Warnings: toxic, Kai Anderson, domestic violence if we’re all being honest with ourselves. Gaslighting, and once again Kai Anderson.

“Would you shut the fuck up?” I look up at him now setting down the little information I had on our new victim. “But-” I felt a hand come across my face leaving a stinging feeling, I had begun to taste blood on the side of my lip. “What is wrong with you Kai?” I stood up and ran to Winters room and sat in the little attic that had an entrance in her closet. She had always let me go in there to hide from Kai, he had never found my hiding place and I was thankful cause the day he would, he’d kill me. I heard her door open and figured I could come down to talk to her, as my feet dangled down from the “door” I heard all movement stop while I still tried to get down with little to no damage. I felt as rough hands yanked me down sending me crashing to the floor, giving me some cuts on my arms and legs. “This is where you fucking hide? No, wait. You are fucking hiding from me?” I felt myself getting even more scared than what I was originally was. “I asked you a question. Are you fucking scared of me?” I couldn’t get the words out my mouth I was terrified of him. I felt him snatch me up by my hair dragging me to his room like that, I felt the rug burn form on thighs as I cried, wailed, and even begged him to stop. “Shut the fuck up.” He threw me into his door before opening it and pushing me in. “Get on the bed.” I felt my whole-body ache in pain caused by him. My own boyfriend, my first love and at this rate he’d be my last love. I still crawled onto the bed whining in pain, tears still streaming down my face. “Shhh baby, I’m not going to hurt you. I love you.” His voice dropped and got softer, more calming. I had suddenly felt safe around him like a lost child to a random person. He leaned down and kissed my tears before pushing me back on the bed roughly earning another whine of pain to spill from my lips. “Baby I hate doing this to you, I really do. It hurts me to see you in pain, it’s just the only way you’ll ever learn to listen to me” I felt bad for making him do this to me, I had hurt him by not listening to me. “I’m sorry divine ruler.” He smiled at me forgivingly pulling off my pants and panties in one go. “I know you are, but I don’t think your body is willing to prove it.” I quickly sit up leaning forward to him pulling at his pants. “It is daddy. It is willing to prove it, I am willing to prove it.” He pushed me back onto the bed and pulled down both his pants and boxers. “Thank you, baby.” I felt as he slid into me overwhelming my senses. “Oh, you are truly a good girl sometimes.” He moved out and then in again a moan falling from both of our lips. He kissed me before moving in and out again finding a slow steady rhythm in between moans and thrust he kept mumbling how good I was for him, and how he hated hurting me. I felt his thrust touch my special spot once again causing my absolute earth breaking orgasm as he came in me. He placed a kiss on my forehead before getting up and getting dressed leaving me there naked. I took the time to take a small nap only to be woken up 45 minutes later to Kai standing in the doorway, “Get dressed we gotta go.”

Did I do toxic gaslighting well enough?