Where Is Dean ??!

Author: @mf-despair-queen​

Characters: Stuart Twombly/Reader

Word Count: 14,989

Summary: Stuart Twombly was supposed to be training you, but you found yourself at the copier more than at a computer. But, one day, you will see that copier in a different light. 

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Protected Sex, Public Sex, Oral (both receiving), doggy, cowgirl in a chair, spanking, hair pulling, dirty talk, Dom!Stu

Notes: Ria was unhappy the other day so I told her I would write her Stuart. This was rough to write since I was super mixed but… it came out alright I think.

Request:

Pairings: Dean Ambrose x Reader

Summary: Dean shows you just how much he missed you while he was away.

WARNINGS: smut, oral {female receiving}, fingering, rough sex, sex, Dom? spanking, fluff, prob trash.

Word Count:1448

A/N: THIS IMAGINE CONTAINS SMUT. DO NOT READ IF YOU AREN’T 18+ OR YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SMUT!

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As soon as you entered the hotel room, Dean grabbed your arm, spinning you around to face him. He quickly let go of your arm, grabbing the side of your face with both of his hands, pulling you closer to him, as his lips pressed against yours needily. You let out a tiny gasp, wrapping your arms around his neck. Dean let out a moan, his hands trailing down towards your waist, gripping it tightly as he lifted you up. You quickly wrapped your legs around his waist.

Dean started to walk towards the bed, both of you’s still making out heavily. Dean finally reached the bed, dumping you on the bed. Dean pressed his body hard against yours. His lips left yours trailing their way down towards your neck, your hands quickly gripped his back as he started to suck on your neck, grinding his hips against yours.

“Dean.” You moaned, digging your fingernails into his back. Dean let out a low growl, his hands gripped the hem of your shirt, tugging it up. He stopped sucking on your neck so he could take your shirt off. You quickly sat up as he tugged it over your head. He threw it to the side.

“You have no idea how much I missed you.” He growled, his eyes darkening with lust, as he looked at you. Both of you’s breathing heavily. Tearing your bra off of you, and throwing it to the side.

“I missed you too.” You gasped out, as he started to suck on the other side of your neck, his mouth trailing down until he reached your boobs. Cupping them in his hands brings his mouth came down towards your boob, swirling his tongue around your nipple, while he massaged the other boob.

“Fuck.” You moaned, arching your back and closing your eyes, your hands desperately gripping the bedsheets, as he started to suck on the other one.

“Oh, how I missed your boobs.” He moaned, against them, as he continued to suck and massage them. Eventually, he moved on, leaving butterfly kisses down your stomach, his fingers looping in the belt loop.

He quickly unbuttoned your jeans and the zipper, tugging them down, and throwing them behind him. He then quickly tore off your panties. Chucking them to the side.

Lowering his head down towards your aching core. Instead of pressing his mouth against your core, he pressed it against your thigh, leaving soft kisses, while nibbling against the skin.

“Please.” You whined, your hands gripping the back of his neck, trying to guide him towards your core, but to no avail, he kept kissing and nibbling on your inner thigh, switching to the other thigh.

“Dean.” You whined, digging your nails into his neck. Dean let out a grunt, his hands gripping your hips roughly, holding your hips down as he pressed his tongue against your licking upwards, until he reached your clit, swirling his tongue around your clit, his eyes looking at you as he continued to swirl his tongue around your clit.

“Fuck.” You moaned, gripping onto him, as you felt his two of his fingers enter your wet pussy, moving them in and out at a slow pace, making you tremble with pleasure underneath him, Dean smirked, pulling his fingers out and replacing them in his mouth.

“So sweet.” He hummed, he sucked your juices off his fingers, instead of putting them back in your pussy again, he decided to use his mouth instead. You let out a moan, your hands gripping the bed sheets for dear life.

“Oh fuck.” You gasped out, as he continued to eat you out, his hands reached for your hands, pulling them away from the bed sheets, clasping them together with his tightly as he sucked harder, his beard scratching against your thighs, leaving you in a withering moaning mess.

“Dean.” You moaned, grinding your hips against his face, as your head fell back onto the pillow, your eyes shut. Deans grip on your hand tightened, his blue eyes looking at you as he continued to suck and lick, his tongue darting in and out.

“Fuck.” You repeated, trembling underneath him, you were in pure bliss. You tried to pull your hand away from his to hold onto the bedsheets, but he wouldn’t let you.

“Dean.” You moaned again, arching your back, as you gripped his hands tighter.

Dean let go of one of your hands, reaching out to grab your boob, squeezing it roughly.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” You moaned as you felt your orgasm arise.

“Dean, I’m close, so close.” You gasped, out feeling yourself coming closer to your release.

Dean tightened his grip on your boob, letting go of your other hand and bringing it down towards your clit, rubbing circles on your clit, as he moved his tongue in a zig-zag pattern. Eyes still locked on yours as you let out one final moan before cumming.

Dean let out a content hum, as he continued to lick, licking and sucking all of your juices up. He removed his mouth away from your pussy, licking his lips as he sat up, you let out a tiny whimper as the cold air hit your sensitive pussy.

“Your so fucking beautiful when you orgasm” Dean moaned, as he tugged his shirt off, chucking it on the ground, he then proceeded to unbuckle his belt, the unzipping the zipper, then stripping his jeans off, the only thing that was still on was his boxers.

“You’re still on birth control right?” he asked.

“Yes.” You replied, weakly biting your lip as you saw the outline of his bulge.

Dean smirked at you, as he pulled his boxers off, hovering over you. You little out a small moan, when you felt his head brush your entrance.

“You know what I missed the most kitten, the feeling of your tight pussy around my thick cock.” He growled.

You let out a moan, your hand grabbing the base of his cock, Dean let out a moan.

“Now get on your hands and knees kitten.” he demanded, snatching your hand away from his cock.

You quickly scrambled to your hands and knees, your ass facing him. Dean smacked your ass hard, lining himself up with your entrance.

Dean entered you without a warning, you let out a yelp.

Dean wrapped his arm around your neck, his other hand supporting his weight, as he roughly pounded into you. Your hands gripping the bedsheets underneath you tightly.

“God, you are so fucking tight.” He moaned as he pushed your face down towards the mattress. Gripping your hair tightly.

“Fuck,” he moaned, as he continued to pound into you roughly, pushing your head into the mattress more.

“Dean.” You moaned, making him let out a grunt.

“Fuck kitten.” He moaned as he tugged on your hair tilting your head back, thrusting in and out of you.

“Fuck.” You’s both moaned.

“You like that kitten, you like it when daddy fucks you better than a dildo and your fingers.” He growled, pressing his mouth against your ear.

“Yes, so much better.” You barely gasped out, as a moan escaped your lips.

“Shit.” He moaned, letting go of your hair so he could grab a hold of your arms pulling you backwards.

“Dean.” You cried out, your mouth falling open, as more moans come out of your mouth, your walls clenching around his cock. Feeling the familiar sensation building up in the pit of your stomach.

“I’m not going to last if you keep squeezing my dick like that.” He moaned, thrusting into you even harder.

“Dean, I think I’m going to cum.” You moaned, biting your lip you felt close to coming undone.

“Cum kitten, let it all out.” he groaned, his thrust getting sloppy, as he tried to delay his own climax, but failing.

“Dean.” You moaned out, as your orgasm hit you in waves.

Dean wasn’t too far behind you, giving you one last lazy thrust, before he cum inside you, moaning your name.

The both of you’s breathing heavily, Dean let go of your arm, making you fall onto your stomach, as he slumped against you. He gently pulled out of you, rolling onto his back, you turned to face him.

“Come here kitten.” He gasped out, motioning you to come to him. You shuffled towards him, resting your head against his sweaty chest.

Dean pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, muttering something softly, as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

“I love you so much.” He cooed, placing his arm around your waist.

seth: ….

Character: Jake Peralta

Fandom: Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Categories: Reader Insert, Female!Reader

Title: My Best Friend

Summary: Jake and Y/N have been best friends for a long time and they’re comfortable in their relationship. One day everything changes when they encounter her ex-boyfriend.

A/N: This is my first Jake imagine, so I don’t have much experience writing for him and I’m still trying to get the characterization right. But I hope you enjoy reading, I love Jake! :3

I wiped my tears of laughter and cheerfully slapped Jake on the arm, catching my breath after the laugh attack.

“You okay there, Y/N?” He chuckled, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Yeah, no biggie” I wiped my mouth, since I had soda all around it. “I just almost choked to death on my drink thanks to you, stupid”

“It’s not my fault that you laughed so hard, you know?”

“It is! You’re the one that said that stupid joke!”

“Sorry, I won’t do it again”

The face he made next was far too innocent to be genuine, but I let it slide knowing I would get nowhere calling him out about it. There was a brief pause as we kept walking, and just when I took another sip of my drink it happened.

Jake tapped my shoulder, and when I looked at him he was making one of his stupid faces. Opening his eyes wide, sticking his tongue out and stretching his lips in a weird way. He knew I found those faces hilarious, and I did that time too.

I spit out my drink once more as I was overcome with uncontrollable laughter. Jake celebrated his victory with a small whoop and an arm gesture of triumph. I knew he was up to something.

“Jake!” I told him off, coughing as this time I was even closer to choking.

“Oh my god, sorry” He placed his hand on my back. “I don’t want you to actually choke, I just wanted to make you laugh!”

I glared at him as I recovered and punched him in the upper arm. He complained and clutched that area, making a pouty face. He showed me the puppy eyes I had seen so many times so I would forgive him.

“I hate you” I said, even if a smile made its way to my lips.

Jake didn’t reply, he just dedicated me that sweet little grin I liked so much. That smile I knew so well and let me know how comfortable he felt, how much he was enjoying himself.

I linked my arm with his and we continued walking, chatting and enjoying his free day as we wandered around and did anything we felt like. It had been a while.

I had known Jake Peralta for a long time, and we had become very close over the course of so many years. Our friendship was special, intimate and natural. We knew we could count on each other, be ourselves and have the best of times whenever we hung out. So it was nice that he got a little break from his busy NYPD work to meet with me again.

I was distracted from this pleasant thought when I saw something that upset me.

“Oh my god, Jake!” I clutched to his arm on an instinct, startled by what I had just seen.

“What! Where?” He immediately placed his arms around me and stuck me to his chest, turning around with me so he used his body as a shield to protect me. “Where’s the danger?!”

Fandom: Brooklyn Nine Nine

Pairing: Jake (my precious bby) x Reader

Warning: Really brief mention of sexual stuffs 

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Requested by anon:  Could I have a Brooklyn Nine Nine( imagine or reader insert oneshot thing, your choice) where you grew up with Jake and Gina and you’ve had a crush on Jake ever since you were little and one day, he admits he has feelings for you too? Thanks xxx

Note: Look how much I wrote?! I claim Jake as my muse, he is inspiring, I love him, I want him to marry me…

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dave Hodgman/Reader

Word Count: 14,160

Summary: Dave takes his girlfriend to the spring festival at the pier and things get heated after a confession on the ferris wheel.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Unprotected Sex, Oral (both receiving though Dave gets more), Shower Sex, Doggy, Public Sex, Cowgirl, Dirty Talk, kinda Dom!Dave

Notes: I don’t know if I will have my second Dave fic tomorrow, but MAYBE Thursday. In the mean time, enjoy mature Dave in college. He’s not as nervous as in the movie. Thanks to @malia–stilinski and @brien-odylan for lurking and screaming nature Dave more often than I would like.

Jake: what does claustrophobic mean?

Boyle: it means he’s afraid of Santa Claus

Jake: HO HO HO

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

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Stop scrolling for a minute.

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Your existence matters. 

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You being here makes the world a better place. 

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You deserve good things.

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You’ll be okay.

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I love you very much.

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