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ease into it;
pairing: rick flag x female reader warnings: sexually explicit lang (oral sex, female and male receiving, fingering) swearing, ummmm, it’s smut<3 wc: 3.4k
an: He’s got you in his bed now, might as well do something to pass the time! (this acts as a part two to easy does it, but can be read separately!)
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easy does it;
pairing: rick flag x female reader warnings: sexually explicit lang, swearing, they’re dumb :/& in love wc: 1.9k
an: you’ve been flirting with rick for a while now, i guess ya’ll just gotta fuck or something i dunno:/
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acts of service.
Rick Flag x F!Reader
SUMMARY: Trapped inside an underground bunker during a snowstorm, the supply of Omega suppressants is running out. Your heat is coming fast, and with three Alphas around, things can go from bad to worse. To save the situation, Rick makes a call.
To satiate your heat himself.
Explicit Sex. Alpha!Rick. Omega!Reader. A/B/O/Dynamics.
WARNINGS: Explicit Sexual Content. A/B/O. Vaginal Sex. Rough Sex. Vaginal Fingering. Oral Sex (Female Receiving). Use of the word ‘cunt.’ Choking. Biting and Scratching.Creampie. Blood. Use of Suppressants. Mentions of Contaception. Slight Breeding Kink Elements. Not Beta Read.
Word Count: 5.4k
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A/N: I’m struggling to figure out if this is the dirtiest thing that I’ve ever written.
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acts of service.
Rick Flag x F!Reader
SUMMARY: Trapped inside an underground bunker during a snowstorm, the supply of Omega suppressants is running out. Your heat is coming fast, and with three Alphas around, things can go from bad to worse. To save the situation, Rick makes a call.
To satiate your heat himself.
Explicit Sex. Alpha!Rick. Omega!Reader. A/B/O/Dynamics.
WARNINGS: Explicit Sexual Content. A/B/O. Vaginal Sex. Rough Sex. Vaginal Fingering. Oral Sex (Female Receiving). Use of the word ‘cunt.’ Choking. Biting and Scratching.Creampie. Blood. Use of Suppressants. Mentions of Contaception. Slight Breeding Kink Elements. Not Beta Read.
Word Count: 5.4k
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A/N: I’m struggling to figure out if this is the dirtiest thing that I’ve ever written.
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ALRIGHT ALRIGHT
Rick has a praise kink, but for when his person is praising him.
like when when he’s balls deep, you tell him how good of a job he’s doing and how good he’s making you feel.
that makes him damn near blow his load right then and there.
but when he’s taken his person on a date night and they tell him he’s real pretty when he smiles like that…well that just makes his insides go gooey
-💗
Praise Kink Drabble
Pairing(s): Rick Flag x Neutral!Reader
Warning(s): Language, smut, cum
[ A/N: Anon do you have the keys to my heart because all my switch!rick fantasies are informed by this beautiful thought from now on. ]
You've found that Rick reacts better when you're murmuring your praises directly in his ear.
"You look gorgeous smiling like that." You pull away to see the corners of his mouth quirk up further, his head dipping down to tuck that smile away, there in public. But you mean it— "So fucking pretty." And you run the pad of your thumb along his lower lip. Watch them part for you.
At home, you tell him to rest on his knees at the foot of the bed, while you sit there and run your hands through his hair.
He wants to please you more, to earn your praise some more, so he's inevitably nuzzling at your lap, and you tell him he's so good for knowing just what you need. So good for you. You tug at his hair and make sure to tell him what he wants to hear: "Yes, just like that. Fuck, yes, yes—" You vocalize what he's making you feel— How he knows just how to make you come.
He's nearly in pieces by the time he's entering you. His breathing is shaky, his hips stuttering as you shower him with affirmation; he tries to bury his face in the crook of your neck.
You moan in Rick's ear instead, "So good. You know just how to make me feel good." He thrusts into you faster, desperate for you to carry him over the edge with your voice.
Rick has been built and broken to take orders— He's made a life of taking orders from everyone, and of knowing only the reward of a mission accomplished— There aren't any thank you's when there's no record of what you've done. He doesn't need a thank you. It's not why he does what he does.
But he needs this. To hear you moan, and to know that it's him that's pleasuring you, making you come. To please you. You tell him how he's so perfect for you— How he's the one for you. Rick shutters.
You feel how enflamed his skin is to the touch now, how your words have flushed him hot and pink from his glistening chest all the way up his throat.
The sounds of him coming apart at your ministrations, how you wrap your arms around his head and scatter kisses along his jaw, leave him in ragged breaths against your neck.
He'd do this all night if you told him to— But he's so gorgeous like this, so close to the edge and so soon. You think he could come with just a little more talking.
He asks you— Begs you— To tell him where you want it. You grin. You tell him you love it when he paints your stomach; And he's pulling out of you, planting down a knee to run his hand up and down his cock eagerly. So close. You tell him you love seeing him so undone like this.
"That's it. You're my good soldier, aren't you, baby?" And he's groaning, coming onto your skin— thick white ribbons marking you from your belly up to your chest. His cum mixes with your beading sweat.
Rick Flag is panting slowly, his half-lidded eyes, taking in the sight of you. You draw him back down after you wipe his seed from your stomach.
You wrap your arms around his large body, pulling him to yours as he lies beside you. You stroke Rick's hair as he comes down from his high, that subspace of his own pleasure where he's allowing your words to wash over him in earnest.
You run your fingertips lightly over his chest, over the smile still on his face as he drifts, spent. Its the kind of sleepy, open expression he hardly ever shares— One you consider you've earned, in a way.
He really is pretty like this.
c.m. ceasefire.
Rick Flag x F!Reader
SUMMARY: You’re not quite sure what it is about Rick tonight. Maybe it’s an effect of the alcohol or the strobe lights - and definitely not the glaring yellow t-shirt or cowboy hat - but it doesn’t matter. All that you know is that you can’t keep up this pretense of hating him any longer.
So, when he holds up his hands in surrender, you soon find yourself atop him on a dingy back-office desk.
Past Enemies to Lovers. Explicit Smut. TaskForceX!Reader. Rough Sex.
18+ ONLY.
WARNINGS: Suicide Squad (2021) Spoilers. Explicit Sex. Cursing. Vaginal Fingering. Biting and Scraping. Vaginal Sex. Spanking. Rough Sex. Alcohol. Hair-Pulling. Unprotected Sex. Creampie. Peacemaker Being a Bit of a Creep. Not Beta Read.
Word Count: 4.5k
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A/N: I’m sorry. This is debauchery but Rick Flag is just too fucking sexy.
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one last trip.
Rick Flag x F!Reader
SUMMARY: On a dark and quiet morning, you say goodbye to your husband as he leaves for his next assignment.
Melancholy Fluff. Dad!Rick. Mom!Reader. Possible ‘The Suicide Squad (2021)’ Spoilers. Slight Angst.
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Words: 1.2k
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He stands silhouetted by the gentle light of the morning. It’s grey outside. The sky churns with the wound burden of storm, and an undercurrent of chill passes through everything. Leaning in the doorframe, you adjust your robe a little more firmly around your body, watching him in silence.
Rick doesn’t seem to feel the prickle of your eyes against the nape of his neck, nor the cold that the air holds. Your eyes trail down the tattoos on his back, admiring the lean lines of muscle that you’ve come to know so well. They lift when a fist - small and chubby and definitely not his own - rises past the set of his shoulders, and waves clumsily in the air. A soft coo breaks the silence, and your lips twist into a sad smile.
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acts of service.
Rick Flag x F!Reader
SUMMARY: Trapped inside an underground bunker during a snowstorm, the supply of Omega suppressants is running out. Your heat is coming fast, and with three Alphas around, things can go from bad to worse. To save the situation, Rick makes a call.
To satiate your heat himself.
Explicit Sex. Alpha!Rick. Omega!Reader. A/B/O/Dynamics.
WARNINGS: Explicit Sexual Content. A/B/O. Vaginal Sex. Rough Sex. Vaginal Fingering. Oral Sex (Female Receiving). Use of the word ‘cunt.’ Choking. Biting and Scratching.Creampie. Blood. Use of Suppressants. Mentions of Contaception. Slight Breeding Kink Elements. Not Beta Read.
Word Count: 5.4k
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TAGLIST BLOG: @clints-lucky-reblogs
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A/N: I’m struggling to figure out if this is the dirtiest thing that I’ve ever written.
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Abba (Alfie Solomons x Reader)
Request: Definitely in the mood for something with a Daddy Dom Alfie and a Little, obedient reader who’s always trying to please her Daddy 🤤😍 ; As the anon who requested Daddy Dom Alfie, I suggest the scenario be Alfie having the reader tied up and just using her to blow off some steam 🤤 she’s not allowed to cum, and when she does by accident, he punishes her with the overstimulation and has her orgasming repeatedly and she just has to lie there and take it for her Daddy omgggg 😍
Warnings: Smut; Mentions of cancer (First paragraphs only.)
A/N: This was supposed to be a drabble, but I got carried and now it’s almost 4k words (almost exclusively smut)😂😂 Hope you enjoy it! (I’m not a smut writer, but I tried.) Let me know what you think!
Abba
Everybody knew Alfie was sick. A couple close people told him to have a break, advising him to quit working so hard and make an effort to take care of himself, but he just wouldn’t listen. At least when he was swamped with work, he wouldn’t think about his deteriorating health as much as when he was home alone.
Cooking was difficult for him and his house was a complete mess, but honestly he no longer cared if he was living on a shit-hole, or about himself; he’d always refuse to let any of his sisters help him, considering they had their own families to worry about. He never wanted to be a burden, especially when he was sick; it would only make him feel even more powerless, which was something he frankly hated.
His sisters were, however, deeply worried about his condition and whether he would be well enough; if he kept dragging himself to his own circle of self-pity and self-condemnation, trying to keep everyone away from him, he probably wouldn’t. Whether Alfie liked it or not, they had come to a decision: they would hire a housekeeper to help them keep an eye on him.
In the beginning, it hadn’t been easy at all. You had to be extremely careful when dealing to him; not only he had a filthy temper, his trust was hard to earn and he would rarely let someone see the man inside. He didn’t get involved with people, he wouldn’t want to; that was only until you walked into his life. When you came into his life, it changed for the better; somehow, you brought him hope.
It wasn’t long before your relationship was beyond the professional realm; you both maintained an unusual physical and emotional bond that provided him all the comfort he could ask for, making him feel rejuvenated. You cared for each other on a genuine way.
Alfie saw you as his little girl and that was the only reason that kept him going. It had two sides; he loved to pamper you, make you feel special, protect you… But within four walls it was a complete different story, as he also loved to be strict and punish you, having the dominance he craved for.
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Emoji spell for Puerto Ricans and Floridians to be shielded and safe from Hurricane Dorian and get resources they need. Like to charge and reblog to cast.
First day of life up until 6th grade
Jumped all the way to Freshman year of High School
Then I cut my hair Junior year, why did I do that
Slowly it started growing back and then….
I finally felt comfortable to express myself (the picture on the left was my debut)
At this point in my transition I am 6 months into HRT
A year on HRT
Over a year and a half on hormones. My transition hasn’t been the clearest path but I am so happy that I am on it.
what the hell is going on in this country?!
Songs that remind me of the Dutch van der Linde Gang:
(The ones in bold are the ones that are closer to the country/western/campfire/folk-ish style - some of them complete with harmonica - if that’s what you’re looking for!)
Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked by Cage the Elephant
All American Nightmare by Hinder
Amen by Halestorm
Another Night on Mars by The Maine
Bad Mutha Fucka by Hinder
A Change Is Gonna Come by Shawn James & the Shapeshifters
Chapter II: Hunger by Shawn James & the Shapeshifters
Chapter III: Freedom by Shawn James & the Shapeshifters
Dead and Gone by State Champs
Deliverance by Shawn James
Desert Song by My Chemical Romance
Destroya by My Chemical Romance
Does Your Mother Know by ABBA
Don’t Wait by Neck Deep (feat. Sam Carter)
English Girls by The Maine
Escape Route by Paramore
Franklin by Paramore
In The Mourning by Paramore
King for a Day by Pierce the Veil (feat. Kellin Quinn)
Mama by My Chemical Romance
Na na na by My Chemical Romance
Pressure by Paramore
Renegade by Paramore
The River by Blues Saraceno
Room 21 by Hinder
Savages by Marina and The Diamonds
See You In Hell by Hinder
Short Change Hero by The Heavy
Smack Down by Thousand Foot Krutch
Son of the Wolf by Shawn James & the Shapeshifters
The Thief and the Moon by Shawn James
Through the Valley by Shawn James
Til the Casket Drops by ZZ Ward
(Un)Lost by The Maine
Up All Night by Hinder
Waking Up the Devil by Hinder
Whiskey In Hell by Anarbor
The Wild One by Shawn Jame & the Shapeshifters
Wish You Were Here by Neck Deep
The World Is Ugly by My Chemical Romance
You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison by My Chemical Romance
Young Volcanoes by Fall Out Boy
2 Sides of Me by Hinder
SKSKS THIS IS TOO FUNNY
credit to peachadler on twitter!
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Dean’s beard, reblog if you agree
honestly, if ur obsessed w/ ahs, especially michael- like or reblog this so we can ge friendsss💓🤩
imma keep it real with you chief, i have no idea what the fuck is going on
Me after finishing a really good book:
Me: *finishes book*
Me: *slowly closes book*
Me: *exhales slowly*
Me: *inhales slowly*
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: *PTERODACTYL SCREECH*
Me: *DISTRESSED SOBBING*
Me: *DYING WHALE NOISES*
reading a day keeps reality away
“I want to be the last person who ever kisses you… That sounds bad, like a death threat or something. What I’m trying to say is, you’re it. This is it for me.”
—
Rainbow Rowell
So, I wrote this little piece...
Hey guys!!! So, I wrote this little piece last night and I just wanted to share it with you guys. Not sure if I want to make a series out of it or something so, if you guys wanna give your opinion on it, go right ahead! (also don’t have a name for it yet so meh)
Her feet bounded on the dewy, soft earth beneath her feet, her bright hazel eyes set on the entrance of a clearing just ahead of her. Nothing was going on in that bright mind of hers since this forest was her solace - her place of belonging. She was born here like the ancestors from years before so she certainly called it home. Unruly, but beautiful, long deep brown curls accompanied by tall, twisting horns flew behind her lithe body which was perfect for doing the very action she was doing at the moment. She had felt something in her home, something that didn't belong and needed to leave right this moment. It was her job to keep everything safe from those people and she was not going to let them destroy her home after destroying the homes of others. As she got to the edge of the clearing, she skidded to a halt and looked around for the intruder. And when she saw the intruder, her eyes narrowed slightly before crouching down to observe him. His demeanor seemed to strangely feel relaxed and open to the world around him, like he did not know someone like her would attack anyone on sight coming to meddle with the forest. Seeing that the tall grass hit just at his waist told her that he was a bit taller compared to others who set foot in the clearing. His warm chocolate brown eyes were prancing around the field of vegetation, soaking in all the color and beauty. Seeing he was not that muscular, but not of average weight showed her that the man could be hard to take down if he tried anything. However, he could also he an easy takedown for her as well. As the wind swept through the ash blonde hair that seemed to stop his ears, she used this as her chance to slip quietly through the grass so as to get closer to him. As she head over carefully and quietly at his blind spot, he seemed to just be running his fingers through the nature around him along with taking in its sounds. Maybe his goal was not to hurt the forest in any way, but she could never take any chances. Not after what had happened years ago... Suddenly, he seemed to stiffen up and her teeth bit at her bottom lip, knowing that he may have heard one of her soft rustles in the grass or seen her out of the corner of his eyes. As he turned quickly in her direction, she shot up to stand directly in his line of vision and was surprised to see he did not seem shocked by her. When most people saw The Guardian, they would either shake in their boots or look shockingly at the lethal beauty in front of them. But he... he just stared in utter amazement and awe. Like he had heard tall tales about her from others, but she exceeded his expectations. They stayed in their positions, staring at one another with different looks in their eyes - her hazel eyes with caution and his brown ones with excitement. "You're the one they talk about, right? The Guardian." He said before she could ask him anything and her eyebrows simply scrunched together in confusion; people were normally too scared or shocked to speak to her in such a familiar tone. Seeing she didn't respond seemed to be funny to him as a chuckle came from his lips before he took a step forward. Her guard immediately came up, but he was not fazed at all and simply gave her a gentle smile. "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, I won't cause you any trouble." The blonde reassured her before taking one more step forward which caused her to take another step back. What was he doing? She was The Guardian, something everyone feared to come across in the forest she protected. Many people were scared or shocked, but he seemed to see this interaction like he was meeting an old friend who did not recognize him after a long separation. Before she could realize it, her back hit the strong trunk of a tree bordering the field and he was about three steps from her. He didn't seem to want to step towards her anymore since he stopped in his tracks before looking at her with soft eyes. "The only thing I want from you is help. I asked help from many people, but they all pointed me straight to you... even though they said you would probably kill me the moment I stepped foot here."