Your Writing Is So Cute

your writing is so cute 🫶🏼

thank you ! !🤗🤗

this makes me want to write more🤭❤️

can i request a bruce wayne smut where the reader is falcone's daughter and bruce uses her to get out informations of her dad but in the end the woman realises what he is into and they have like rough sex kind of...

⋆୨୧ ;; piece of cake

→ ⋆୨୧ ;; who knew falcone’s daughter opens her legs for anybody?

→ 🩰;; falcone!fem!reader , smut , reader is falcone’s daughter , uhhh keep reading ig 🤷🏽‍♀️ , reader’s looks . skin tone . nor hair type is described

“speak.” the masked crusader dressed in black stared back at you. you were surprised you weren’t tied up. usually in these cases, the victim would be tied up. “what am i doing here?” “your father, falcone, is protecting someone very dangerous. and i need to know who.”

you squint at him, “you think i know who it is?” he steps a little closer to you. “you can find out. your father will be hosting a gala. i need your help.” help? “why would i help you?” that’s your father for christ’s sake. he could go to prison.

“do you want people dying on your father’s account? or do you want to save a few lives?”

“put these in.” he slid you a case with contacts in them. “why? my sight is decent.” you slid them back. he groans before grabbing your neck, holding you still while he puts in the contacts. “they record whatever you see.” he points to one of the many tvs on his large black desk.

“okay, inspector gadget. what am i supposed to be looking for?” “you? nothing. i’ll tell you what to say and who to tell to?” you nod, grabbing your purse before leaving his cave.

“can you see?” you whisper. “yes, look to the right.” turning your head, a sketchy bald man was staring at you, waving. “don’t make me talk to him.” “we need information.” you close your eyes, swallowing your protests before waltzing over to the man.

“hey there, handsome.” please shut the fuck up. the feeling of needing to puke crept up on you. this better be worth it. “saw you cross the room, didn’t think falcone’s daughter would take interest in me.” i don’t. “care to have a drink?”

a few rounds of alcohol later, you have the man sobbing about a bad thing he’s done. “and your father—don’t even get me started. he forced me to kill some guy and,” he hiccups, “i don’t want to do it.” he shoves his face in his hands, ashamed. god, he’s so annoying. “i’m sorry, uh…guy.”

the guy looks up at you, getting closer. “you won’t do anything, right?” this was your breaking point. the man had made you uncomfortable from the start. and now he’s acting like a child.

you took off, leaving him there to continue sobbing. “what are you doing?! he had something!” "then you try doing them this." you rip the earpiece out, stomping on it before fleeing to your place.

"fucking asshole." you had gotten into some comfortable clothes and decided to call it a night. "who's an asshole?" you shriek as he stands there, in your room. "how did you find where i live?!"

he walks closer to you, his chest touching yours. "you still have the contacts in." he smiled, but it had a glint of mischief that made your skin crawl. shit. "i don't like when people back down. we had that." "no, you had that. i didn't want any parts of this." you corrected.

his gloved hand cups your cheek, making you shiver. "then why did you accept the offer?" his eyes trail from your face down to your body. "my eyes are up here." he hums. "would you be mad if i kissed you right now?" he questions.

before you could answer, he leans closer to you, his lips dragging over yours. his hands grip around your upper thighs, soon throwing you on your bed. what is going on right now- your thoughts were interrupted as your pants were ripped from your legs, along with your underwear. "you were gettin' wet." he points out. by the sound of his tone, you could tell he was smirking. "i'm not going to make you wait any longer." he kisses your thigh before taking off his bottoms.

his throbbing length prodding at your whole. "i need to know if you want this." you nod. finally, he bottomed into you, the both of you groaning. his cock had split you in half. you had never been with someone this big. "m-move."

your eyes screwed shut as he began to thrust, his tip kissing the inside of your spongy walls. your toes curled at the pleasure. "my god. don't-don't stop." your hands made their way to his shoulders. his thrusts gradually get harder. your hole squeezed around his length, his head thrown back, "fuck, wish i had done this sooner."

you didn't know how this man was, but you knew you had felt something for him. "where do you want it?" "i'm on the pill." he nods, thrusting harder. his hips began to stutter as he got closer to his orgasm.

suddenly, he picked you up by your waist, hitting you at a different angle. "oh my-" you gripped at his shoulder even harder, the pleasure was overwhelming. the band in your stomach finally ripped, your arousal covering his length. "good girl." he whispers in your ear. he stammered as he finish inside of you.

he laid the both of you on your bed, him still being inside of you. the both of you stared at each other for a while. "who are you under that mask?" your thumb rubbed over his cowl. his hand wrapped around yours, "we'll get there."

author's note ;; this shit might be the worst i've ever written. i'm sorry for the wait.

taglist ;; @iluvrpattzz

⋆୨୧ working buddies

→ ⋆୨୧ ;; your hacker co-worker has taken a liking to you .

→ 🩰 ;; masturbation, (neo’s end) , neo liking the reader , not a lot to describe 🤷🏽‍♀️ , reader’s race . looks . hair type or color is not specified

“knock knock.” you catch his attention, “brought you some coffee, anderson.” you hug his side, placing the coffee on his desk. “we have a meeting in 15 so,” you fix his tie, tightening it, “look presentable.”

all neo thomas could do was smile at you. he loved that you cared for him. he thought that it was adorable. but he was infatuated with you.

ever since you started working with him, he wanted to know everything about you. you favorite color, favorite food, favorite artist or band. your bra size.

once he made it to his dingy apartment, his mind was just…full of you. you had actually cared about him, you might even loved him. he thought to himself. removing his clothes off of him, he took the polaroids that he took of you (ones you don’t know about).

his hands traveled to the tent in his pants. his cock was crying for attention. this is wrong, he thinks to himself. she’s my co-worker. but the urge was too much. that pencil skirt you wore had him straining in his pants.

his slender fingers slid under his boxers, his hand wrapping around the base of his cock. “fuck.” he slid the pad of his thumb over his leaking tip, teasing himself.

he closed his eyes, imagining that his hand was your cunt. squeezing around him with each thrust he gave you. he could only imagine your moans and whines. you begging him to come in you.

and he would grant your wish. he wanted you to be happy and pleased.

before he knew it, his hand was covered with his load. “shit. shit!” he rushed to the bathroom to clean off his hand. he turns off the faucet, looking in the mirror. i have to talk to her soon.

i need more smut of constantine

i have a request and it’s coming soon. i swear

i swear

⋆୨୧ ; find your way back to my bed , again

→ ⋆୨୧ ;; your captain finds solidarity in your cunt you .

→ 🩰 ;; daddy price😍 (he’s a warning himself) , doggy style , smut , big d*ck energy , john and reader have a “ secret ” relationship , unprotected s*x ( make sure he wears a raincoat ) , i don’t know how to write foreplay 😖 NOR SMUT😭 , the reader’s race . skin tone . hair color/type is not specified

“that all you got gaz?” you wipe the blood running from your nose, smirking at him. “bring it.” you rush him, making him fall. he now lays on his stomach, his arms on his back which are held by you. “you gotta try harder next time, buddy.” you bend over, whispering in his ear.

“ [ name ]! get off him!” your captain shouted. the ends of your shorts rose up, your ass on full display for him. but price knew you did this on purpose. he’s been depriving you of attention so he knew you went through all of this for him to notice.

“my office, now.” price stomps out the training room, steaming practically coming from his ears. “ooo~ sounds like you’re in trouble.” gaz teases as you get off of him. “oh shut up, kyle.”

“so what’d you call me for, captain?” you cross your legs. he hates when you called him captain. “it’s john.” “but you’re my captain.” you tease. “don’t play dumb, sweetheart.” he stalks close to you. his frame towers over you, making you look small. his fingers slide in your belt loops, slowly pulling them off of you. “you didn’t have to go through all of that, doll. i was here the whole time.”

“but you said you were busy.” you playfully pout. “never too busy for you.” he take your lips on his, shimmying your shorts and panties off. your thighs were pried open. his calloused finger rubs up your slit, collecting your slick. “so wet, baby.” he takes his finger to his mouth. “so sweet.” he take his finger out his mouth, plunging it inside of you.

“god, you’re so tight.” your walls tighten around his digit, making him groan. his presses lip’s against yours, this time his tongue slipping past yours. “no teasing. i just want you, johnny.” you bite his lip. “then bend over.” he pats your thigh, pulling you off the desk.

you hold yourself by your elbows, arching your back. his tip kisses your cervix. “johnny.” his hand reaches your, intertwining with your fingers. “it’s like you’re made for me.” his eyes focus on your ass. the way it recoils with every thrust.

his hand strikes your bottom, making you whine. “sorry, honey. i couldn’t help it.” he rubs the sore spot. “i don’t think i can last long.” his hips begin to stutter. “m-me neither.” you both came in unison, him painting your inside white. your body withers under him.

then the thought comes into your mind. he didn’t wear a condom. “did you just—” he puts a hand over your mouth, “i’ll get you a pill.”

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I’M LITERALLY CRYING RN😭IF I WAS INTO MEN LIKE THAT I WANT HIM AND HIM ONLY