Who’s Your Daddy?

I'd like a fluff please

I have a quite bad day Soo I wanna have some cuddle session with Micheal❤️

Gotcha bro!

its not your fault love.

They/them pronouns for reader and no warnings just fluff and maybe a little bit of tears.

Micheal could always tell when you were upset and angry and so could you. You guys were close and could tell each others moods with a glance. Micheal heard you open the door and close it he was upstairs in your room just relaxing and thinking to himself. He hears your heavy footsteps trudging up the stairs and you emerge from the door. He immediately notices something’s off you were radiating with anger and sadness. You put pajamas on and look at yourself on the mirror stressed as shit. Micheal gets up and walks towards you as you look at yourself in the mirror. He wraps his arms around and places his head between your shoulder. “What happened.” He says bluntly as you enjoy the way he envelops you with his arms. “I don’t really wanna talk about it I’m just… annoyed.” You say rubbing your temples trying to calm your stress. “Here come on love.” He says as he grabs your hand walking into the bedroom. He sits in the bed as he pats his lap. You crawl onto the bed and lay your head in his thick thighs. “You don’t have to talk about it just don’t think it’s your fault because it isn’t and you know that.” He says rubbing your pressure points on your head. “Your doing great love.” He says smiling down at you and you give a soft smile back. He stops his motions once your headache feels better and you lay next to him you wrap your arm around him and lay on his chest. He rubs your head as you close your eyes hugging him. “Goodnight love.” He says kissing your forehead.

Choking on air rn guys. Y’all better go follow my online girlfriend 🙄👉 @morwap

hello friend 👹 can I have 𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐘’𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑— and the prompt sub! Danny Johnson x big monster reader with a huge dick 🌝 belly bulge content to my dear and some degradation 🙏

gn!reader so it could be read with a strap

the back of danny's thighs was held tightly in your grip, you trusted into him quickly and roughly, and you could hear soft noises coming from him with every other thrust.

moving one hand from his thigh to his stomach, feeling the way his tummy would bulge with every thrust, he was taking you so well but you knew danny wasn't much into praise.

you heard danny cuss under his breath before moaning loudly, his eyes rolled back and his hands curled up into fists.

"fucking whore, bet you want everyone to fucking hear you huh?" you taunted, you panted as you tried to go faster, drawing even more noises from him as you went.

"the only thing you're good for is being a fucktoy" you scoffed, hand still pressed on his stomach and feeling yourself through him. danny smiled as he couldn't form any words and just let you keep talking.

Take It All

Patrick Bateman x Male Reader 

Cw: Smut, Social Hierarchy, Sexism, Dom reader, asphyxiation, homophobia, closeted, blowjobs, public sex, degradation, threats and dub-con

In this world you either kill or get killed. There’s the strong and the weak. Patrick thought you were one of the weak but he was incredibly mistaken. 

“Mr. Bateman the printer isn’t working.” He hears your familiar voice as he perks up. He lets out a sigh as you look at him setting your papers down. “What other things can I do Mr. Bateman?” You ask as you fix your tie still keeping your eyes on him. 

He thinks taking a sip of his coffee. He sets it down as he clangs them empty coffee cup on the table. He slides it over to you as you barely catch it. “Coffee and make it snappy.” You nod as you roll you’re eyes at his snappy attitude.

You obey going to get his coffee and setting it down. You set it on his desk as you begin to walk away. “Really L/n? Doing a woman’s job huh?” One of his lackies mock you. You stop in your tracks. “Are you a queer or something?” You look behind you stopping at Batman’s face. 

He had that emotionless smile that most psychos had. You walk out of his office angrily. “Ha, trust me If I could’ve gotten a bitch I would’ve, but of course I got stuck with a gay.” You slam his glass door shut cracking it as you walk away.

Everyone looks at your hunched form. Anger they could all feel it. ‘Don’t mess with him right now.’ Everyone didn’t bother you or anything letting you get over your familiar anger. 

You were going out with friends tonight. Beers and chatter, simple but fun. You all were crying of laughter as you hear familiar steel toed boots tap on the ground. You look over to see Bateman and his assholes waving smugly. 

You shove your face in your hands as you groan. “You need to quit Y/n. This always happens, they treat you like shit.” One of your friends state, You nod in agreement as you sigh. “Eventually.” You all tried to ignore them attempting to have as much fun as you could. 

You all got your good chatting and everything. One of your friends began laughing so hard they spit their drink out on you. Everyone else was in hysterics at the cartoonish scene. You groan with a laugh as you stand up. “Excuse me my children, I’ll be back in a sec.” 

You walk into the bathroom taking your dress shirt off. You look at the door as it open. Bateman, it looked like he wanted to say something but couldn’t even get his words out as he looked at you. “I’m off the job.” You continue washing your shirt off.

As he walks over fixing his own tie. “You know y/n-“ you look at him as you yank his tie pulling him up towards you. “Just shut up for five seconds, can’t even get a break from you outside of work. Fucking stalker.” You roll your eyes as he looks at you stunned. 

He lets out a quiet noise that you would’ve missed if you weren’t so observant of him. You look him up and down as your eyes stop at a tent in his pants. Your face starts to break out into a smile as you laugh. “Pitching a tent for the queer huh? Disgusting.” He winced slightly at the harsh words as you throw him to the dirty ground. 

“If you want me that bad than who am I to deny.” You yank him crotc-level to you as you smile at his disheveled form. You take your dick out as it slaps him in the face. It was so thick and long fuck. He never had a dick in his face or even been on his knees for anyone. You grabbed it hitting his lips. “Any teeth and I’ll make sure everyone knows about your little boner for me.” He obeys angrily as he gives an experimental lick. 

He continues softly licking as a bead of pre cum come out. He brings his slender fingers to your cock ad he rubs his thumb on the tip spreading the pre. Felt good for him probably the same for you. The foreplay felt good but you wanted more. You grabbed his hair as he let out a shocked moan shoving your dick into his mouth. 

You hold him there as he tries to push off. “God fucking degrading me at work? If only I knew you were such a whore sooner Bateman. Than we could’ve don’t this years ago. Dirty slut.” He tries hitting the back of your thighs but that only adds to the pleasure. 

You start moving his head up and down your shaft abusing his mouth. He’s loudly choking obviously not used to this foreign object in his mouth. You laugh as you bring your hand up pinching his nose. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t breathe!!! He starts to tear up as the gaging becomes more vigorous. 

You laugh as he starts to turn a darker shade of red. From the asphyxiation or situation? You didn’t know but you loved it. His eyes begin to go heavy as his lungs burn. You start to get close as you grab his head shoving him as far as he can go. 

His eyes roll back as he takes your load deep into his throat. You let go of his nose as you continued thrusting slowly into his mouth milking your orgasm. With a few more thrusts you slowly pull out. A trail of saliva going from his tongue to your dick. 

“Treat me like that ever again and I’ll make fucking sure next time you’ll pass out understand?” He breathes heavily. You yank his hair as the tears begin to flow out. “Do you understand!!” You shout angrily “yes yes sorry sorry please sir!” you laugh as you slam him to the floor his head hitting the ground. 

“Dirty, dirty whore.” He sucks in the air as his lungs continue to ache. He tries picking himself up but failing as he accepts the fact he’ll be there for a little. This was so humiliating, laying on a dirty bathroom floor with cum still dripping out his mouth. He couldn’t think except for the fact that he wanted your dick in him and he couldn’t wait for next time.

@allen-444 @whateverthefuckyouwantiguess don’t know how y’all feel about American psycho but Patrick’s hot so- 🤷🏽‍♂️

“Boys will be boys”

“Their mentally I’ll so it’s not rape/SA”

“It was an accident suck it up”

This was from my own SA stay safe everyone

“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

Tw: Nsfw, anal fingering, male masturbation, Degradation, choking, dub-con, blood and slight possessiveness

The mansion was always quiet at night. The sound of floor boards creaking as everyone rushes off to bed. The wind flowing through the cheers creating a soft rattle. Jeff’s loud moans sounding through his room, well maybe that one isn’t the most calming but still. Everyone was out the house except for y/n and Jeff.

Y/n was new in the mansion they never showed much emotion and that pissed Jeff off. He was angry how you were able to stay so calm even when he would pick on you. At dinner he’d dump your plate of food and water on you. He’d just talk down on you like your nothing but dirt. You were declared enemies everyone in the mansion knew you guys didn’t like each other, well… That’s what they thought, you see Jeff was threatened by how he couldn’t get you in trouble.

The way you look down at him with those cold eyes and death stare. It results with Jeff aggravated as hell and his cock throbbing in his sweatpants. The way he runs his hands all along his body wishing they were your scarred hands. Or the way he overstimulates himself thinking of you degrading him and roughly stroking him with no mercy.

Which brings us to now. You were fed up with Jeff’s bullshit, you got home from a mission early everyone would be back in about a hour and a half for dinner. You went into the fridge to look for your leftovers but to your dismay they weren’t there. You sigh but run upstairs into your room and see your left over poured out on your sheets, but that’s not what pushed you over the edge. He had touched your homemade knifes and guns, they were smashed into pieces.

Your fists clench so hard blood is drawn. You start stomping down the hallway to his room getting angrier and angrier by the second. You got to his door and kicked it open. You looked around his room and saw him on his floor leaning against his bed stroking his cock. Your eyes went wide, it was one thing for him to be masturbating. ‘He may be pent up’ you told yourself. Though what caught your attention was him moaning out your name.

“Ah- fuck y/n please..-“ he moans out breathily as his hand starts to go faster on his cock. His head tilts back as moans pour out his mouth. You close the door locking it as your blood smears on it. You walk over to him being careful to not trigger any creaky boards. “You stupid fucking whore.” You say bluntly and his eyes open wide as he looks up to you with a look he’s never seen. Your.. your showing emotion…? You grab his arm making him stand up and you throw him to the ground. He falls back with a hard thud and he attempts to cover his cock while he’s at it.

You grab his hand (that was stroking him) roughly and you bring your other one up high and bringing down with immense force onto his hard cock. “oH~” he moans out as you slap his cock. You grab onto his throat choking him roughly as his hands shoot up trying to tear you off. “God, I see now. You picked on me to make yourself feel better didn’t you, you disgusting worthless slut.” You say angrily. “But I certainly didn’t expect this.” You say as your face contorts into a smile even more psycho than his permanent one. You throw him onto the bed and before he protests you lift his legs and sit in between them. You grab his cock stroking him roughly, he tries pushing you off but it doesn’t work.

He moans at your warm hands and cold glare this situation was so embarrassing. You then dig your thumb into the slit of his cock and his back arches. “F-fuck that hurts!” He whimpers out. You keep spitting on his cock going faster and faster. He starts fucking your fist faster giving into the pleasure and pain. After some more rough strokes his cock starts twitching in your hand and his back arches. “F-FUCK CuMMing~!” He moans out as cum lands on your hand. You look at his cock with your cold stare and you start rubbing faster again. He moans out loudly trying to push you off him. “SeNSITIVE!” He yells out trying to wiggle out your grasp. “Take it like a good slut.” You state bluntly leaning into his face, your hand stops it’s torture on his cock and he looks confused at your sudden show of mercy.

You press your lips up to his pushing your tongue in his mouth. His eyes go wide shocked at your act, he puts his hands on your cheeks as you pull him even closer. The kiss was rough and aggressive all the things Jeff loves. You moved down onto his neck sucking marks on it as he whimpers softly.

You pull back and look at the red marks on his neck, satisfied. You grab his hips and flip him over on all fours. “Wtf do you think yo-“ before he can even get something out his mouth your knuckle deep inside him. He lets out a silent scream as he puts his head in his pillow. You pull the finger pushing back in roughly as he starts moaning into the pillows. You then add a second finger crooking your finger to find his- “AGH~” he moans out loudly as his head shoots up.

“WTF WAS THAT?!” He asked confused. “Your prostate dumbass.” You say thrusting your fingers faster. You continue to hit his prostate as his mind clouds with more lust and the pain from the overstimulation. You add a third finger. “MPHMMMM~!” He moans into the pillow as cum shoots out below him. “Please, more. I wanna feel your hand wrapped around my cock, your hand in my ass. F-fuck JUST SOMETHING PLEASE!!!” He shouts out shaking from the overstimulation. Let’s be honest. Who were you to deny him, you were gonna do that anyway.

Aftercare:

After he cums for the ninth time he goes limp on his bed and you hear the mansion doors open. The gang must be home. Jeff’s shaking on the bed as the aftershocks hit him hard. You bend over kissing his stunning face as he goes still at your subtle kindness. And a blush spreads across his face around where his tears were.

You stand up and go into his bathroom getting a towel with water. You clean him off as he looks at you tiredly. You can tell he wants to say something but he’s to fucked out to. You lay next to him wrapping an arm around him and swing your leg over. Your finger goes onto his back as you repeatedly write ‘mine’ on his back. And he mutters ‘yours’ before he falls asleep.

Sorry I accidently sent. Anyway want to make a request reader x Micheal afton

Hello! I’d be please to do that but is there any specific thing you would like? Like maybe one shots, smut, fluff and angst? Just elaborate and I’d be please to write you a fic 💅

BRO BRO. I FINALLY DREAMED OF SOMETHING I LIKE

The dream was like about Jeffrey Dean Morgan (I couldn't really understand if it was negan or just him) and we were like on a train that travels to time(?) And it was basically me being annoyingly playing hard and him trying to flirt all the time even at really inappropriate times

I wanted to tell you cause you said I could spam you too

Bro why can’t I get these dreams 😭 the closet thing I may have gotten to a wet dream was also a fever dream 💀

IMMA FIGHT TUMBLR TO GET YOU OUT OF THE FUCKING SHADOW REALM

Thank you 🛐🛐🛐

Chapter 2: Situations

Chris Redfield x Male reader

Summary: Travelings a bitch, that’s it.

ou’ve always hated the amount of people going to travel. So much people in clusters was so overwhelming.

 You sighed angrily as you went up to one of the employees. “Uh” you pulled out your old badge “Y/n L/n, Jill Valentine said I was bought a ticket.” The lady looks on her computer nodding. “Here you are, your free to go.” You give her a smile as you place your luggage down.

The sun was setting giving the sky a pretty orange hue. You yawn as you begin to sleep in your chair Getting your well deserved nap. You awake to someone shaking your shoulder. One of the workers. “You’re gonna miss your flight sir.” They smile as you yawn walking to the plane. 

Everyone boards the plane huddled together, yelling and chatter was all around. Overstimulation to say the least. You let out a relaxed sigh. Putting your headphones on listening to music. 

You begin to doze off again as sleep takes you with a soft yet firm grasp. A few hours later you slowly open your eyes to a dark sky. You looked at your phone as you changed your time zone. “12 am…” you mutter sleepily. You should be there in a little. You looked down at all the lights. America. You scoff. 

The attendant walks down the aisle and hands you a bowl. Tomato soup, simple yet delicious. You calmly sipped it as the flight began to end. You feel the plane come to a halt as you stand up. You grab your luggage getting in line. 

You take a look around everything it was pitch black. You hear your burner ringing as you put it up to your ear. “Hey sir where are you?” You hear Jill ask. “Landing now.” You say with a loud yawn. “Keys are under the welcome mat, sending you the whereabouts.” You give a hum of approval as you hang up. You walk to the street as a car pulls up. 

“Y/n L/n right?” The man asks in the car you nod. “I’m here to take you to your house S.T.A.R.S sent me.” He shows a badge as you get in. You both drive in silence as you enjoy the quietness of the mid-west. 

You pull up to a nice house. Medium sized, very pretty and nicely decorated. He smiles at you as you wave goodbye. You grab your key going inside. Everything had already been set up. You threw your luggage on the couch immediately heading to your bedroom with your burner. 

You send Jill a text letting her know your there safe. She begins to call you as you answer. “Hey Jill.” You groan. “Hey sir, nice to see you. Just wanted to make sure your actually there and didn’t get kidnapped.” You quirk an eyebrow giving an annoyed look “mhm, hows everything going so far.” “Situations after situation.”  She rubs her head.

 “You look really tired I’ll call you tomorrow at about…. How about 3:00 pm? If you wake up earlier and are well rested just come down to the station.” You nod as you begin to doze off on call. She smiles as she waves goodbye hanging up. You plug the phone in, immediately falling asleep.

This was gonna be ‘fun’.

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