❀Vanellope is the name, eating apples isn’t my true game. But they’re quite delicious. I like mangoes more.
❀20 🍎 They/Them 🍏 Writing freak but I have school and I’m not chronically online 🍎 Nerd 🍏
❀I write for a lot of things like wrestling, Harry Potter, SDV, Tokyo Revengers, and other random nonsense
❀My writing is black, fem, enby, masc, curvy reader friendly. I will preference who it’s for in the tags as well as in the beginning.
❀I will NEVER write incest/selfcest, pedophilia, r*pe/SA scenes (only trauma comfort if I ever do), extreme kinks/fetishes (such as bodily fluids, race play, etc)
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⋆˚࿔Wrestling
╰┈➤Jeff Hardy
╰┈➤Matt Hardy
╰┈➤Edge/Cope
╰┈➤Christian (Cage)
╰┈➤CM Punk
╰┈➤Randy Orton
╰┈➤Eddie Guerrero
╰┈➤Cody Rhodes
⋆˚࿔Hogwarts
╰┈➤Harry Potter
╰┈➤Ron Weasley
╰┈➤Fred Weasley
╰┈➤George Weasley
╰┈➤Cedric Diggory
╰┈➤Tom Riddle
╰┈➤Theodore Nott
⋆˚࿔Tokyo Revengers
╰┈➤Draken
╰┈➤Mitsuya
╰┈➤Kakucho
╰┈➤Ran Haitani
╰┈➤Rindou Haitani
⋆˚࿔Stardew Valley
╰┈➤Sebastian
╰┈➤Harvey
╰┈➤Haley
⋆˚࿔SINNERS
╰┈➤Bo Chow
╰┈➤Remmick
╰┈➤Sammie
⋆˚࿔skins
╰┈➤Jal
╰┈➤Freddie
╰┈➤Cook
⋆˚࿔MARVEL
╰┈➤Falcon (Joaquin)
╰┈➤Quicksilver
╰┈➤Gambit
⋆˚࿔DC
╰┈➤Superman (Corenswet)
╰┈➤Vigilante
╰┈➤Red Robin
╰┈➤Nightwing
More will be added soon, I just need to learn how to write for the characters <3
ʚɞ fluff
༝༚༝༚ smut 🍋
𓇢𓆸 angst
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Warnings: angst to comfort LOVE MAKING real quick; mentions of B*z (being an asshole) and Sm*rf; PIV; impreg/creampie; dacryphilia (purely subby!Andrew); lube? No lube!; reader treating him soft and tenderly cause that’s what Drew deserves 26/9; Forrest Gump ref just cause; talks of the future of y’all’s relationship; uses of “sweet/good boy”, “honey,” “Andy/drew,” and “freckles” for Andrew ofc
A/N: this has been sitting in my drafts for a hot minute. I’m talkin more hot n ready than Lil’ Caesars
Andrew, he’s an…odd man. Not his fault. Just the cards he was dealt for his life. And, metaphorically, I stood behind him at the table. Not to play the game for him like Smurf but to watch him play on his own; guiding and giving him advice instead. But right now? I didn’t know what the fuck to do.
He barely spoke to me. Less than usual. Since it’s more of a ‘I talk, he listens stoically with bliss.’ I put on my bonnet, complaining about the bitch ass coworkers I have but when I looked behind me to catch his big, beautiful eyes, they weren’t on me. More so on the wall if anything.
“Hey, Andy,” I hopped next to him on the bed, gently taking his hand, “you okay?” He only nods in response. Sliding his hand away from me.
“Why do you…” he squeezes his own hand three times, “why do you even tolerate me? Let alone love me.”
My head tilted in confusion, “Drew, why would I not? I have no reason not to love you unconditionally?” Cupping his face, planting kisses on his cheeks but none of that mattered to him. Kisses like these always mean the world to him. “Okay, Andrew, what the fuck happened?” He shook his head, “Andrew, say it. I’m here for you, and you know that. Please?”
“Baz,” he mumbled.
“Seriously? What’d he do this time.”
Andy shrugs, trying to change the subject. As if I never cared about his emotions, let alone him in general. Reverting back to shielding himself and closing off all emotions. I took his hand to squeeze it three times, bringing him out that mental state, just barely, “I dunno, I’m just thinkin’ ‘bout Lena.” He finally showed me his eyes, that’s a step in the right direction until I saw how glossy they were. My poor Andy. “Do you think…we could have a family? I’d make a good husband? Even a dad? Smurf looks at me weird all the time but when I’m near Lena, it’s like she’s scared for her. I would never hurt her.”
Fuck, Baz really got to his head. There was a lot I could do at the moment but the first thing I could think of was to give him a kiss on the cheek before I could hug him. Allowing him to weep into my neck as I provided him words of comfort, “Andrew, you’ll make a great husband and a phenomenally father. Trust me. We can make a family together. Leave Oceanside. Go far from your family— especially Smurf and Baz. Live happily ever after. We can do a farmland situation or just be blissful in suburbia. Be normal; financially at least. We don’t have to raise them like she raised you. They can be kids. Not be on the road or run constantly. Stable. Have friends. Do shit like band or dance or taekwondo. Maybe even debate. Graduate, go to college, university, or even the military. Just to grow up regular. Better than you— us.”
He sniffled as I swayed him to and from, going between patting his back to scratches, “you okay?” No response. “Freckles, we can try now. Then when we have our own set of twins, we can count how many freckles each twin has. Or you can, I’ll be moral support.” The man finally peaked out, eyes puffy and red. I caressed his face gently.
“You’re serious,” Andy’s voice cracked, “really?”
I nodded joyfully, straddling his lap so I could start grinding against him. Not too rough like he was some sperm bank. More like soft foreplay. “You can take them to the skatepark as they get older, teach them a thing or two,” kissing away his tears, “I hope they have your eyes. And your soul. I mean, the eyes are the window to the soul. Your eyes show kindness, despite what you might think.”
The man holds my hips steady, I could feel his erection grow under me. Kissing his neck up and down, enjoying the whimpers coming from him. Moving slightly to remove any barriers whilst Andrew’s hand fumbled to pry his boxers off until his growing erection showcased itself. Holding the back of his neck, leading him to be on top of me while I laid back. Fingers tangling into his pretty, auburn curls as I continued to tenderly speak to him, “take care of me, while I take care of you, okay?” Andrew only nodded. I tugged at his hair ever so slightly so hee could be eye to eye, “verbalize, Andy.”
“O-okay,” his eyes were so…delicate. Melting before me as he aligned his fingers to begin fingering me. My hand pinched at the curls, a hushed whimper left me. Pumping two fingers into me to stretch me out and he could have easily made me cum on the spot, but he knew we had a mission to attend to. As he fingered me, he was also stroking his own cock. Drew took out his fingers to lick then leveled his tip to my entrance, he checked in, “are you, are you okay?”
“Yes, honey, keep going. I’ll let you know when something is wrong, okay?” He nods, pushing into me. I yelped in pleasure, those two fingers could never prepare me for the girth of my lover. Andrew continued to push his cock in me until he was full entrapped in me, “fuck,” he whimpered, barely collapsing into the nape my neck, “y-you feel good.”
“Thank you, sweet boy,” feeling my pussy stretch around him, “you can start moving, y’know.” I could feel him nod in my neck as he began to thrust into me. His voice was laced with honey with each thrust. Grabbing his face out of my neck to kiss from the top of his face all the way down to his lips, helping him soften. “You’re beautiful,” Andrew complimented me, “you’ll make a beautiful…everything.”
I could only smile at the sweetheart, “you’ll make a handsome father and husband.” His thrust started to become shaky, “oh, you like the praise?”
“Y-yea,” continuing his thrusts inside of me. I forced him to look me in the eyes once again, “my sweet boy. You’ll make a great husband and father. I’m so proud of you.” He whimpered out an ‘mhm’ sound. Looking down at me with such admiration and love. Steadying himself by kneading into my hips, Andrew attempted to look away but I forced him to look at me, “you cumming?” The man hurriedly nodded while he quietly spoke, “but I-I didn’t do anything for y-you.”
“You can help me afterwards, don’t worry, honey. Be a good boy and fill me up.” A few more strokes after my reassurance and praise, he came. As I was getting filled, I brought him down so our lips could meet. He didn’t move an inch, just divulging in my lips until he pulled away to weakly ask, “can you ride me? Or can I at least eat you out?”
“Whatever you want.” Andrew gave me that crooked, toothy grin, a peck on the lips before moving his halfway cock out my pussy. Propping me up so he could lay on his stomach, face to face with my clit and the white substance oozing out of me, pulling my legs over his shoulders.
WARNINGS: mentions of clubbing/drinking; old heads start to gain consciousness and use modern terminology (aka popularized AAVE turned “TikTok slang”); Abbot knows too much.
Summary: Reader works at the PTMC as a resident alongside Mohan and the rest of her colleagues turned friend group as well as roommate, Victoria. Mohan and reader used to be close but there’s been distance, primarily because they’ve realized that this friendship is something more than what they expected it would. Jumping through hoops while trying to act normal with each other, they eventually realize they’re the one for one another…long after the crew put money on the pair.
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reader finding out that pope got your name tattooed on him….
Pope shows up unexpectedly at your door late at night. You invite him inside but he hovers in the doorway for a minute, hands twitching at his sides like there’s something weighing on his mind. You begin to worry. It’s been a few days since you’ve seen him and his anxious energy is making your mind race with worst case scenarios. What if something had gone wrong in a job? What if he was about to leave and came by just to break your heart?
He remains stationary, making to attempt to explain his sudden appearance (or to break up with you) so, gently, you lead him towards your bedroom with a hand in his arm and he complies, seeming even more docile than he usually is with you. You pray it’s a sign that things are still alright between the two of you.
You begin to help undress him for bed, halfway through removing his shirt when your eye is caught by a mark on his freckled skin.
It takes you a second to process that you’re seeing and when it finally clicks, you have to suppress a gasp. Written in small script across his chest is your name, right above the space where his heart beats.
You graze your fingertips across the clear plastic covering, careful not to put too much pressure on the fresh ink, tracing the loops of each letter that forms your name. You feel your eyes begin to prick with tears of joy at the sudden understanding of the cause of his previous nervousness.
Maybe the gesture would seem creepy or too forward to others, but you knew that it was his own very cody-ish way of showing his affection. Your name branded into his skin was a way for him to prove he was serious - you were it for him. His heart belonged to you and he didn’t want anyone else ever.
He looks down at you nervously, the uncertainty in his eyes so clear it made your heart hurt for him.
“Is it ok?” his voice is quiet, like he’s bracing himself for any sign of rejection or disapproval, or even worse, disgust.
A smile so wide forms on your face it must look goofy. “It’s perfect, Andy, I love it,” you beam at him.
Relief spreads over his features instantly and he pulls you in for a deep kiss, emboldened by your positive reaction. You smiled against his lips a little possessively. You liked the idea of everyone knowing who he belonged to. It was now a permanent claim you held, signed like a marriage certificate. Your Andrew, forever.
pope definitely has hyperspermia, especially pope from the first seasons. pope, who just got out of prison, who is touch starved and broken.
you feel it the first time he fucks you. you both cling to each other like a lifeline, not letting the other pull away even for a second. his thick cock abuses your sensitive, gummy walls with deep, rough thrusts, kissing your cervix every time, making your throat feel raw and sore.
you’re still a little lightheaded from the orgasm pope ripped out of you when you feel it.
his cum is making you fuller with every twitch of his big cock inside you, to the point where it feels like your lower abdomen is starting to swell—and maybe it really is swelling, because pope just keeps cumming, keeps filling your pussy with his thick load.
and when he finally pulls out of you, you immediately feel something leaking out of your slit—there’s so much of it, you're convinced you've peed yourself.
and pope?
pope just stares, as if spellbound. your pretty pussy is all puffy and dirty from all his cum and he can’t help himself from scooping up the white fluid with two fingers and shoving it back inside you , but it just makes even more of it come out of you.
and that just makes him hard again. so hard and so ready just for you.
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A/N: if you couldn’t tell, I’m high asf. I won’t remember posting this I cannot lie. Shoutout to my big cousins and their car, they filled that weed craving down. But if you couldn’t tell that I was highkey fried asf then uh oh
Update from sober me: I didn’t expect myself to be able to write
Seated by the Cody pool, my lover and I sat at the front of the lounge chair. Passing the joint between us as we spoke like we were regular people. Y’all know damn well you aren’t but moments like these helped.
“Rachel seems like a damn nightmare of a coworker. Let alone manager,” he hit the joint then passed it onto me, hitting it of course with dragon’s breath.
Looking up irritated, “I fuckin’ know, but I don’t want to solely rely on you plus I need something to do or else I’ll smoke my life away. Just like you with Smurf.”
All Andrew could do was sigh into another close to death experience or admitting that his mother is indeed a wicked bitch, “sure. Relax with the hits.”
“You tryna take the weed all to yourself,” I teased.
“I don’t need you greening out on me, again.”
“Tell that Rachel bitch to leave me alone then.”
Pope could only huff, taking a puff from the joint while grabbing the back of my head to blow smoke into my mouth before our lips could messily touched.
Your husband and sons aren’t too pleased with how you treat your car.
A/N: In this blurb, yall have 2 sons and AT LEAST one daughter who is just as foolish as you. Assume the kids are all teenaged, I would have kids close in age too if I was with Pope HEEYYYY 👅. Irish twins on Irish twins (HELL no, he got strong twin genetics fuck that)
There we all stood. Well, they. While I stood slightly behind them. Andrew had a wide stance with his arms crossed. My eldest son, Julian, looked like he just woke up with his bonnet still attached to his cranium and baggy basketball shorts on only. Probably from the sound of how fucked up your car sounded. Now the other boy, AJ, also had a bonnet on but instead had an off-white tank and Strawberry Shortcake pajama pants on. Both boys had their foot on the front bumper. Going around, by the driver’s seat to see their faces of confusion— holy shit, they look like their damn dad.
“So—“
They all cut me off, saying different things in unison.
“Ma, you need oil,” Zane spoke up, rubbing his eyes.
AJ grumbled, “how in the world.”
“Babe, everything is fucked.”
Nodding my head slowly, “okay. So, oil change, what else.”
“Everything!” They exclaimed simultaneously. Andrew shifted his stance ever so slightly before speaking to me, “how are you even alive with a car like this? It’s not even old either— when’s the last time you’ve had an oil change? Or your tires pumped?” Simply shrugging at them.
Zane fully awoken, “Mother— Pops, pardon my language but how the fuck is your car like this.”
“I don’t know,” I shrugged, “my baby is fabulous and perfect. She just needs oil.”
AJ shook his head, “more like a new tire too. Battery as well maybe. Mom, how many miles is your car— no, let me check.” I groaned but he cut me off, “we are making sure you don’t die unexpectedly. Papa, aren’t you supposed to be in charge of, y’know, her livelihood.”
Andrew just glared at me. Not in a ‘I’m gonna fucking kill you’ way. More like a ‘you’re gonna fucking kill me’ kind of way. Zane told us he needed to get something from the trunk so I took his place, but instead of standing there like a confused old head, I hugged my oh so loving husba—
“Quit trying to give me a heart attack just because you forget that you too are human and mean the universe to people,” he whispered to me.
I whispered back, “where’s that coming from?”
Andrew couldn’t look at me, “you’re,” he paused, restarting his sentence, “one of these days, I’m going to die from stress because of the amount of worrying I do. You’re only making it worse.”
“It’ll lessen, don’t worry,” kissing his cheek, still at a whisper with him, “you’re in your head too much, alright. I’m safe and sound. See.” Backing away from him with a slight pose and jazz fingers to show my smile off. He smirked with a nod then looked behind him to see that (one of) your daughter(s) came out the house to see why everyone was outside.
“What’s going on.”
AJ and Andrew spoke with synchronicity.
“Mom’s car is jacked up.”
“Oh, then you don’t want to see my car.”
The guys all slowly turned to her, Andrew only said one thing to her, “keys.”
“Daddy, I’m sorry! Just fix it with a schlondpoofa or oil or something!”
“Keys, whatever it needs, it needs to be fixed.” She tossed her keys with a groan, Andrew walked from me to check her car out.
Gotta do this before my period starts and I start hating men again
PLUG!Dex hcs part 4!
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Very mature content below! Ts lowkey all over the place ngl
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If Plug!dex finds out you're on the pill I promise you he's never pulling out ever again
Plug!Dex puts his fingers in your mouth to test the waters and now it's rare that they're not there
Plug!Dex is an eater but can also settle for his mouth on each tit every however minutes he wants
Plug!Dex stands behind you in the club with his hand loosely around your neck if he notices too many wondering eyes from other dudes
If you know him long enough he'll teach you how to effectively use other guns like a sniper. And you're like where the fuck does a PLUG get a damn sniper and he's like "don't worry about all that. I'm gonna show you why I'm called bullseye"
Plug!Dex pulls over often just to fuck. More often after arguments
Plug!dex moans like a little bitch the first time you actually choke or slap the shit outta him during sex and after he's like "you tell anybody about that shit I'll do you worse"
Plug!Dex's favorite outercourse activity is you sucking him off on the couch while he gets to grab and slap your ass and feeling the jolt/ your reaction travel to his dick
Phone sex, phone sex, phone sex. Most of the time it's one of you sending a voicemail/sending each other videos of getting off but when it's timed right there's calling the other real late if you don't already live together
"Think you can touch yourself for me, pretty girl?"
"You first" you say as you're already two fingers deep and trying desperately not to make it obvious (news flash, it never works)
The sound of him over the phone wanking it, breathing uneven while he tries to dirty talk gets you goingggg and he knows it so he'll be putting on a show just to hear you losing control
DO NOT mention free use to plug!dex unless you're prepared for him to be very annoying about it!! (he's never getting off you)
Plug!dex is dominant like I said before but he can relinquish control if you can confidently take the wheel. Aka you'll have to snatch that shit from him and watch his smile reach his ears while you have him pinned and not letting him pull out
Try to leave him after a really heated argument and hear the slight break in his voice when he yells out "and where the fuck are you goin'?" Leading to him having to physically run and stop you from exiting that door with a quiet apology or two. Or three! Maybe even throw it a please!
Plug!Dex likes to watch you sleep. It's when he's most peaceful (another thing you'll never know). He's also most peaceful when you trace his tats
This might be hard left but😭plug!dex would be so shocked if you just randomly asked about his past
"What's your story?"
He blows smoke away from your face then looks at you with furrowed brows. "What?"
"How you became like this," you clarified. "Dealing drugs, jail time, face tats, bussin' guns...I'm just curious"
And for the first time you see the mask slip just a little
"...how much time you got?"
Plug!dex can't count how many times he's actually wanted you to get pregnant but he won't say it out loud. He knows his lifestyle would probably never allow it and honestly it bums him out sometimes
Plug!Dex would absolutely jerk it to your mugshot
Watching movies with plug!dex is impossible because it always turns into mutual masterbation
If you pull a gun on him for whatever reason he'll laugh and press his forehead to the barrel, holding your wrist steady.
"Do it. Pull the fuckin' trigger, baby. I want you to. You'd just better hope that shit ain't empty"
Spoiler! It was empty andddd he ended up fucking you in a headlock in front of the window
If you're involved with plug!dex too long you automatically become his ride or die so expect to be taken to shit like bank robberies like it's a field trip
Same sentiment ^ he'll start to think of you as the Bonnie to his Clyde and will eventually stop acting like he doesn't wanna claim you
The first time he calls you his Bonnie you gotta press his ass cause he'll still think he's slick and doesn't need to officially ask you to be his girl
"You do know Bonnie and Clyde were together right?"
He clears his throat. "Yeah. Duh."
"Dex."
"Yeah?"
"We ain't together."
He doesn't reply for like a full minute while you sit in silence before he bites the bullet
"I can't do this shit without you, mama"
His face might look neutral but it's the way he's clenching his jaw
"And I wanna be together. Forever."
You smile slowly and go up to hug and kiss him, it was a real good kiss too. Damn near took you on this counter
I’m a little late to Popemira Sunday as it’s Wednesday. But I’m definitely a convert. Managed to sketch and colour this one in my sketchbook and finish with some more neon reds in photoshop.
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Plug!Dex is into spanking and would sometimes use it as actual punishment
Plug!Dex fingers you while he drives every time you wear a skirt (thank goodness he has leather seats) and if you're wearing shorts or pants he'll squeeze your thigh and caress the skin under your knee then says "go ahead and unbutton em for me"
One time you squirted all over the seat while he was fingering so he took the opportunity to pull over in an empty parking garage, get out the car, pull you out of the passenger seat, throw you in the backseat, jump in behind you, and go to town. While you're STILL sensitive
Plug!dex fucks like an animal to stop himself from catching feelings
Plug!dex clears the distance in the room and corners you if you ever call him bullseye, even as a joke. Like he'll grab your face, look you in your eyes and be like "do not ever call me that shit again"
Ok so I actually started watching the movie where this role is from (collide (2022)) while writing and OH MY GOD. It's terrible and his accent is kinda ridiculous but FUCK HES SO SJAGRJBEKSJDKS
Plug!dex who's fresh out of jail and immediately makes a first stop to your place even though you're broken up. But with Dex, you're never really broken up. He doesn't allow it!
Plug!dex pushes his way into your little apartment paid for with money he "collected". You keep telling him to get the fuck out but it's hard to repeat it with your tongue in his mouth!
Plug!dex that whispers "c'mon mama" whenever you're close. Or maybe even when you've already came and he wants one more outta you 😩😩😩
Plug!dex who breaks up the buds, rolls the joint, and smokes half of it while you suck him off. Your reward for doing so good without any breaks is riding him while you smoke the rest
Hear me and hear me clear, I DO NOT have a daddy kink. HOWEVER😭 I'll allow it here. I think he'd thoroughly enjoy being called that. Cause he'll always call you mama back😩 (can you see the pattern can you see where I'm indulging here)
If you do something crazy like fuck his friend or just someone he knows behind his back he will have the nerve to fuck you silly, record it, and send it to them
Plug!dex the type of mf to spoil you with the money you gave him for weed LMAOOO
When plug!dex has a shitty day and comes home annoyed the quickest way to get him to chill out is head
Plug!dex likes eating you out a little too much. You've already came three times and he will not let you up no matter how hard you try to push him off
If you managed to piss him off enough earlier in the day, plug!dex would threaten to get you pregnant and leave during sex
Plug!dex would absolutely do coke lines off your bare body
Plug!dex is VERY INTO choking and slapping. Both ways.
Plug!dex convinces you to get his initials tatted on your hip and swears he'll get yours "eventually"
Touching back on him being fresh out and finding where you live, that post-prison dick is something fuckin vicious. Locked up for more than a year and all he could think about was you telling him it's over?? How fine you looked angry at him?? Every single day!!! If you have plans tomorrow that involve a good amount of walking... cancel em.
rare aesthetic: handsome mentally ill stalkers who don't stalk you because they're perverts, but because they're so emotionally and psychologically depends on you that they literally can't live without you.
