My Babies

would u write riding best friend’s brother!sirius’s thighs??😳😳

this post is 18+, minors dni.

"Y'think he's jacking off to you in the shower?" Sirius asks, and you bite down on your tongue where you've buried your head in the juncture between his neck and his shoulder.

"Stop," You beg, hands fisted tightly in his worn out band t-shirt, some muggle noise you've heard coming from behind the typically-closed door of his room. You're balanced on his thigh as he reclines on his mattress, and he's delighting in watching you grind down on him while he's free to tease you.

"Oh, Y/N," Sirius imitates a voice that's very unflattering to his poor brother, and you feel white-hot guilt pierce your chest and warm the space between your legs. Regulus has... a crush on you. That's all it is: a puppy crush. He'll get over it, you know he will, once he wises up and gets over the inevitable 'I'm-in-love-with-my-best-friend' phase. Perhaps you'll wise up and get over the 'I'm-in-love-with-my-best-friend's-brother' phase someday, but for now you drag your cunt across Sirius's thigh, and your clit catches on the rough fabric of his jeans- another fashion choice his mother degrades him for.

"Stop- stop, please stop!" You beg, shame and guilt and lust roiling inside of you and blending to twist your stomach into knots, a fire burning just below it, "Sirius, don't make fun of him-! Please, he's- he's my friend."

"He's your best friend," Sirius snickers, "And you're in his brother's room, grinding all over my thigh. Do it again, darling, rub your pretty little pussy all over my lap. Get it nice and wet, sweetheart, leave a big wet stain- it's Reg's turn to do laundry."

always a dance with you.

girlhood is staying up late to read the top posts in an x reader tag

James and Oliver in “Fantastic Friends” (6/?)

Dragon King Bakugou speaks to your tummy the night he comes back from battle. He lies naked on the plush soft fur of your shared bed. His ear is pressed to the tight skin stretched over the swell of your belly.

He hums deep and growly in his chest, an ancient melody, one his father sung to him when he was young. The archaic psalm details a powerful king, one blessed by fire itself and the son he gave birth to.

Your husband places a red tinted hand over your belly and sings in high draconian the story of the Dragon King and the Morning Star.

His voice fills the intimate space of your bedroom, the fire seems to sway lazily with his voice. The shadows dance gracefully along the walls. As the tale ends, he kisses your belly and mutters something more familiar to your ears despite the ancient lost language.

My Son.

He lowers his voice as if telling him a secret.

“I poured all that is good in me into your mother’s womb to make you. You will burn bright like your parents before you. Fire, Sun, and Star.”

I don’t know how people think these two are like some kind of sex god.

Baby I’m looking at two virgin losers 😭

Having a weird day

Hello 👋,

I hope this message finds you well. My name is Aziz, and I’m reaching out with a heartfelt plea to help my family find safety and reunite with our mother. 😞

The ongoing war in Gaza has torn my family apart. My mother and newborn sister are stranded in Egypt, while I, along with the rest of my sex family members, am trapped in the midst of the genocide in Gaza. We have not only been separated but have also lost our home and are enduring unimaginable hardships. 💔

Your support can make a difference. Whether by reading our story, donating, or sharing our campaign with others, you can help us reunite, find safety, and start anew. 🙏🕊

Thank you, from the depths of my heart, for your kindness, compassion, and solidarity during this difficult time. ❤🍉

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help a family out !!

idk if you take requests but i feel like tsukishima is the type to return your love letters graded

omg i can totally see this 😭😭

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to see your love letter that you had given to tsukishima yesterday being returned in your shoe locker definitely broke your heart. however, your sorrow quickly dissipates when something catches your attention.

"did he actually just grade it??"

a "6/10" is written in red ink at the top right corner of the envelope. you scoff in offense, taking a second glance at it. "the audacity..."

you take out the letter from the envelope to skim through it. you spot other writings in red ink too, underlining some of your words and commenting on them. there are criticisms like, "too sappy", "your handwriting is illegible", and the one that pissed you off the most: "unnecessarily longwinded, cut to the point". damn him, you spent so much time trying to craft the perfect letter, to think you even fell for that bastard.

for your sanity's sake, it is a relief you finally got to the end. at the bottom, it writes:

"you should have confessed to me in person, dumbass, then we would have settled on a date earlier."

then in smaller letters, "i guess i like you, too."

your heart stops. your grip on the paper loosens. you blink, staring at those last few words.

a grin slowly grows on your face.

"that fucking bitch."

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a/n: sorry i just spammed words and this came out. uh, happy valentine's day??? when i received this request, i laughed so hard. to clarify on whether i do requests, i think the more appropriate term would be "suggestions". i write based on how i'm feeling and inspiration, so i may or may not write your ideas. take it as a gamble :P i appreciate all of your messages though!!

edit: damn this piece had so many mistakes wts

When I find a 10k+ words count, friends to lovers, where he fell first and harder, extra yearning, no smut, fluff + angst fic