Jelly, buddy as someone who knows next to nothing about Star Trek, please tell me what’s happening
ok so spock/kirk is like. the oldest ship ever, okay? they invented slash fiction. these guys pioneered fandom as we know it today
in the last movies they made with those original characters, they were separated into like. alternate universes. okay. these guys were never gonna see each other again and it was very sad and tragic and the fans were kinda sad about it but it is what it is.
then. they made a short film. right. like 8 minutes long. of kirk reuniting with spock. on spocks deathbed. and kirk holds his hand, and they look off into the sunset together.
they got to be reunited. they got to be together in the end. they got their romantic ending i swear to god im losing it.
if it helps. imagine if in 50 years time, they released an 8 minute video of old man dean winchester going to the empty and saving castiel and then they sat on the hood of the impala holding hands and watching the sun set. thats what its like. you see how insane that is??? do you get it???
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Synopsis: Jake your lovely roommate wants to Collab with you, but...does he fuck you just because of the camera or because he wants you..?
Contains: pornstar roommate!Jake x roommate fem!reader, p in v, unprotected sex, mentioned of whore..slut, spanking, dirty talk, oral (f & m receiving), riding, fucking against a wall, ect.
W.C: 6-7k
Nef notes: ANOTHER JAKE FICCC WOOOO,one of @afanok posts was about day dream Jake, especially the practice video, but I couldn't find any PICS ON PINTEREST so I improvised. Hope you guys like thissss. P.S did you guys get the little bold letter👀
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Jake of course was shy at first when you met him, very handsome, a hick Australian accent, always around to help and such a nerd at physics and his hobby's. He swore on his life that he would never tell anyone or let anyone know about his secret job, a pornstar. When Jake first started his account it was because of debt, he has no money..so how was he going to pay rent? Very easy! Start a porn account. But soon enough after his sweet delicate roommate found out he worked as a porn star, his cock twitched in his jeans just imagining her under him, or better yet, on her knees.
Y/N stepped in from the kitchen, her heart pounding as she clutched two cold beers, her tight tank top hugging her full breasts and shorts riding up her thighs. Jake's presence always made the air hum—tall, muscular, with that rugged jawline that screamed dominance. She was his biggest fan, sure, but living with him? It was torture and temptation rolled into one. This collab idea that he had told her had her pussy already aching, wet with anticipation. She handed him a beer, their fingers brushing, sending a jolt straight to her core.
"So, about this collab," Jake said, his voice low and rough, eyes locking onto hers as he took a slow sip. He leaned forward, his knee grazing her thigh deliberately. "I've got ideas. Something raw, intimate. You and me, no scripts, just... us."
Y/N sat beside him, closer than necessary, her breath catching at the heat radiating from his body. She could smell his cologne mixed with that masculine scent that made her thighs clench. "Yeah? Like what? Tell me," she teased, her hand resting on his arm, fingers tracing his bicep. The tension crackled, her nipples hardening under her shirt as his gaze dipped to her cleavage.
Jake's pulse raced, her touch igniting him. He set the beer down and turned to her, his hand sliding to her knee, thumb circling slowly. "Roleplay, you as a sexy doctor and me as the submissive patient..." He leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "Or we can start simple and easy, oral. I eat that sweet pussy of yours until you're begging."
A shiver ran through Y/N, her core throbbing at his words. She met his eyes, bold now, her hand moving to his thigh, inches from the growing bulge in his jeans. "Sounds hot. But what if I want to taste you first? Suck that thick cock you've been hiding from me." Her voice was husky, laced with the desire she'd bottled up for too long. The living room felt smaller, hotter, like the world outside didn't exist.
Jake growled low, the sound vibrating through her. He couldn't wait anymore. Standing, he pulled her up with him, then dropped to his knees in front of the couch, his strong hands parting her thighs. "Fuck discussing. Let me show you." He tugged her shorts and panties down in one swift motion, exposing her slick folds. Her pussy was already glistening, swollen with need, and he dove in, tongue flat and hungry against her clit.
Y/N gasped, her hands fisting his hair as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Jake's mouth was relentless—licking broad strokes up her slit, then sucking her clit hard, his tongue flicking in circles that made her hips buck. Emotion swelled in her chest; this was Jake, her roommate, devouring her like she was his favorite meal. "Oh god, Jake... yes, just like that," she moaned, her body arching, the wet sounds of his licking filling the room.
He savored her taste, salty and sweet, his cock straining painfully against his zipper. Her moans were like music to his ears, he could stop, he slipped two fingers inside her tight heat, curling them to hit that spot while his tongue worked her clit faster. She was soaking his chin, trembling, and he wanted her to come undone before the cameras even started.
Y/N's legs shook, the intimacy of his gaze up at her, dark eyes locked on her face pushing her closer to the edge. But she needed more, needed to give back. "Your turn," she whispered, pulling him up by his shirt. She shoved him onto the couch, kneeling between his legs, her hands fumbling with his belt. His jeans dropped, revealing his thick cock, veined and hard, pre-cum beading at the tip.
Jake watched her, breath ragged, as she wrapped her soft lips around his head, sucking greedily. "Fuck, Y/N... your mouth feels so good," he groaned, his hand guiding her head gently at first, then firmer. She took him deeper, tongue swirling along the underside, moaning around his length, the vibrations shooting straight to his balls.
She hollowed her cheeks, bobbing faster, her free hand stroking what she couldn't fit. Saliva dripped down his shaft, mixing with his pre-cum, and she loved the power of making this dominant man shudder. Her pussy clenched emptily, aching for him, but the thrill of pleasing him, of knowing cameras might catch this later, heightened everything. "Mmm, you taste so fucking good," she murmured, pulling off to lick from base to tip.
Jake's hips thrust up instinctively, fucking her mouth. Her eyes watered but stayed locked on his, that playful spark mixing with raw hunger. He was falling for this, her eagerness, the way she surrendered yet took control. "Enough teasing, it's time we start rolling these cameras" he rasped, pulling her up for a bruising kiss, tasting himself on her lips.
Y/N nodded, breathless, as they broke apart. She stood, hands trembling with excitement, slowly peeling off her tank top to reveal her heavy breasts, nipples peaked and begging for attention. Jake rose too, stripping his shirt, muscles rippling under tanned skin. Their eyes stayed glued, the air thick with unspoken promises
He grabbed the camera from the side table, positioning it on a tripod, the red light blinking to life. "Action," Jake murmured, stepping closer, his hand cupping her breast, thumb teasing her nipple. Y/N's skin flushed, the thrill sending fresh wetness between her thighs.
Y/N straddled Jake, her eyes dark and intense as she positioned herself over his waiting cock. "Come on baby, you got to tell me, you got to communicate" She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest, and whispered in his ear, her breath hot and sweet.
"God you don't know how bad I've been craving this, wanting this so badly..I'm always going to be your little toy you can fuck with." Her words were a promise, a tease, and a demand all at once.
Jake's hands found her hips, his grip firm as he guided her down onto his erection. He felt her heat, her wetness, and the tight squeeze of her pussy as she took him in, inch by inch.
"Fuck, Y/N, you feel incredible," he muttered, his hands moving to her ass, squeezing the rounded cheeks. He gave them a gentle slap, the sound echoing in the room, and she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut. "More," she urged, her voice hoarse with desire.
He obliged, spanking her again, harder this time, leaving a warm sting on her skin. Y/N's body shuddered, and she rode him faster, her nails digging into his shoulders as she sought more friction, more sensation. Jake's hands moved to her hair, gripping it tightly as he pulled her head back, exposing her neck. He kissed her there, leaving a trail of wet kisses down to her collarbone.
"You like that, don't you, you naughty girl?" he asked, his voice low and commanding. Y/N nodded, unable to form words, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure.
The camera captured their every move, the lens zooming in on their entwined bodies, the sweat glistening on their skin, and the desperate moans that escaped their lips. It was a like a wet dream, lust and desire.
As Y/N rode him, her voice got higher "I want you to fuck me against the wall, Jake. Hard and fast. I want to feel your strength, your dominance. Make me your whore, your bitch. I'll take everything you give me."
Jake's eyes flashed with desire and a hint of madness. He flipped her over, his hands on her hips, and lifted her up, impaling her on his cock once more. He pulled her hair, tugging her head back, and kissed her fiercely, his tongue invading her mouth.
Their bodies moved in a frantic dance, the bed creaking beneath them. Y/N's ass was offered up, her cheeks flushed and glistening with sweat. Jake spanked her again, leaving a series of red handprints, and she cried out, the sound raw and primal.
"You're mine, Y/N. All mine," he growled, his cock pounding into her with relentless force. She met him thrust for thrust, her body screaming for more, needing more. The camera's red light blinked, a silent witness to their passion, their lust, and the boundaries they pushed together.
As their moans grew louder, their movements more desperate, the room seemed to shrink, becoming a cocoon of heat and desire. Y/N knew in that moment that no matter what she tried, she wa in surrender of Jake's world, all for him.
⋆.𐙚 ̊ a/n wow i love L and Light from death note! *checks tumblr for dom! reader fics* oh okay so the people are starving
⋆.𐙚 ̊ warnings Dom!Reader, Sub!L, Sub!Light, mentions of kinks, rough sex, no mention of gender other than one Femdom reference, NSFW
summary ⋆.𐙚 ̊ Various headcanons for a dom!reader and L Lawliet and Light Yagami
L 𝜗ৎ
VIRGIN! L has never once gotten laid and he’s probably pent up as hell about it.
The most soft sensual touches from you would have his hands clenching his knees so tightly it hurts.
If you run your hand across his back while walking past, he’s overheating and analyzing your behavior to the max. “Because of the sexual quality of the touch, I deduce that there is a 64% chance that they want to sleep with me. Although… I cannot be sure without further investigation..”
Something about him just screams into femdom, and I cant put my finger on it.
But by all means, call him a pervert while pushing him down on the bed, and yank his jet black hair back as you sink your teeth into his neck.
He’s incredibly touch starved so the more handsy you are during sex, the better.
Let your hands roam his chest, before grabbing him gently by chin and cooing “Such a sweet, smart boy,”
Probably praise kink, but he’s lowkey a pervert so honestly lots of other freaky things too. He’s genuinely just kinda depraved and starved of sexual attention.
sooooo many whimpers. Otherwise not that vocal but his breathing gets very rapid, and the closer he gets the more breathy whines you hear.
LIGHT 𝜗ৎ
So unlike L, he’s probably not a virgin. I’m not saying he’s a total boywhore or anything, but he’s an attractive and charismatic young man that woman seem to like.
Now, has he ever been put in his place like he so desperately needs? No. Unfortunately he’s probably been the dominant one in most relationships.
Cowards assume he’s a dom because of this but I know the truth:
BRAT BRAT BRAT BRAT!!!!!!!!!! are you kidding? He LOVES a challenge almost as much as he loves control.
Pin him to the bed, and don’t be afraid to put your hands around his throat when he talks back because he will.
Is he into it? No… he’s never thought of anything so disgusting. But the adrenaline, and the pure ecstasy of an opponent he’s actually struggling to win against… Fuck, he’s rock hard.
Even if a part of him hates himself for it, that doesn’t stop him from letting it happen, very contently too. It’s not his fault your good at what you do.
Break. Him. He’s going to be a brat until you fuck him senseless, humbling him in a way his “golden boy” youth has never allowed.
He’s probably very loud. Have you heard him talk? there’s so much whine to his voice, imagine his pathetic cries of pleasure, as he desperately grips the sheets to anchor him.
⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢. “please? one more and that’s it I promise, baby!” you whined to your boyfriend who sat next to you. trying to relax by the pool but god you were pleading him ever since he first opened his eyes that morning.
usually Michael would oblige after an hour or so but he was firm this time. the amount of heels you had at his house was ridiculous, plus the other thirty five laying around in your closet at home. In his mind he was only trying to help you but in yours it was really just ‘one more’. a frown slowing forming on your lips as you watched him look away from your direction. unable to see his eyes but you know for a fact he rolled his eyes at you. “my love, i’m doing you a favor. you don’t need anymore heels” Michael replied, not coldly but firmly. only for his view to suddenly be blocked by a newspaper. showing an image of a pair of kitten heels, all colorful and what not. your eyes watching him observe them before Michael removed his shades to look at your pretty face. already internally smirking at the look in his eyes. the setting was perfect, a hot ass sunny day, your skin warming on the spots that your tiny bikini couldn’t get to. those eyes of his already checking you out. Michael was only a man after all.
“please?” you whispered once more, all doe eyed and sweet dreams in his eyes.
eventually he let out one big huff, raising an eyebrow at you with a tilt on his head. “you promise this is the last one?” Michael asked.
“I promise, baby. Last pair okay?” You promised, already leaning over to press fat kisses all over his face. Of course Michael melted almost instantly, your warm body pressed all up on him with his eyes having a nice view of your breast. oh, the floral scent on your skin was nice too. everything about you was perfect, Michael wasn’t going to be able to say no alll day to someone like you.
“uh huh… go grab my card buy them on the computer. then you come back and maybe let me love on you?” Michael whispered as your excited kisses turned into sloppy ones. lips forming a smile against his face. pulling away to look down at him, your body already up and ready to leave.
“is that a question Michael? or a demand” you teased, biting your bottom lip as his hand trailed to grope your ass.
“a question”
“then yes, you can love on me baby” you cooed at him before walking away. his large hand giving your ass a gentle smack which got him a laugh in return.
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Can't remember if you have been asked this before but what animals/anthro do you think the mercs would be? Ofc we have the classic bunny-hare Scout but i just got curious on what your takes on the others would be 🤔
This is a fun ask yes I have thought about it, I think RED and BLU would be all their own animal course but I just drew RED this time around
Say on anon (or don't I ain't ur mom ) what your muse thinks of mine appearance-wise!
Does your muse think mine is pretty or ugly as shit, let my muse know! Does your muse have a favorite feature or a not favorite feature of my muse's, let them know that too! Also please keep in mind this is all in good fun, please no actual body shaming, hurtful or racist rhetoricect, ect.
can i get a walker x reader that walker loves to like observe reader cs of his crush on her and while watching her he notices her little quirks and features and the things she when she nervous or happy or sad like just like a lil crush but like an insane crush
Everything about you 𓆡𓈒𓏸 (Walker scobell x female!actress!reader au)
Summary: Walker is absolutely head over heels in love with you and he makes sure you know that.
Warnings: None, just fluff and kissing xx
Authors note: Hi! I actually had so much fun writing this and it's such a cute idea! I changed it a lil just for it to fit my au more, but it's still basically the same xx. I see all your requests and I'll try my best to write the most of them 🫶🏻 I hope everyone likes this since it's my first "real" fic here, I know it's kinda short but I felt it didn't need to be any longer.
You were sitting on your bed, legs crossed and your hair was styled in a very messy braid that you really didn’t have the energy to redo.
Your gaze was focused on the empty page infront of you. Throwing a quick glance at the clock hanging on your wall.
Twenty minutes left until deadline.
Walker came through the door, straight from the shower. His hair was still wet and he was wearing grey sweatpants and a basic white t-shirt.
You sighed and put your face in your hands in absolute defeat. The essay was supposed to be done in twenty minutes and you didn’t even have a title.
Walker watched, — "What’s wrong?" He asked and sat down on the bed beside you, the mattress dipping slightly with his weight.
You tried to pull yourself together, — "Nothing, i'm just tired" you exclaimed. It wasn’t true, you had been studying all day for an upcoming test and completely forgotten about the big essay you were supposed to write about world war ||
But you didn’t know how to tell him, you loved him so much and he never made you feel bad about anything. But this? Your body just shut down, maybe because it was hard to admit it, even for yourself.
You actually forgot.
He frowned and moved closer to you, — "Something is wrong, I can tell, you only do that thing with your face in your hands when you're upset" He stated and you didn’t know what to say.
There was a stiff silence, just for a moment, you opened your mouth to speak, only to close it again. — "I don’t, everything is fine, you're just making things up" you tried to tell him, but he wouldn’t stop.
He shook his head, — "No, every time you're upset, every single time. You do that. Every single time" He kissed you on the top of your head before continuing, his eyes locked on the screen. "What are you doing? School?"
You sighed, nodded, but you didn’t say anything.
He shifted, just a little bit, and somehow the feeling of him close to you and the muffling sounds of the covers and blankets moving around calmed you. — "Okay so, what is this then? An essay? When is it due?" He kept asking questions, he didn't push you to answer them, he just asked. In this calm and collected voice.
A half smile creeped upon your lips. — "I know you're trying to help, but it's due in like fifteen minutes. I completely forgot to write it"
He nodded, — "How many words is it supposed to be?" He asked, his voice dropping a little.
You threw your head back against the headboard with a sigh, — "It’s actually not that bad, we are just supposed to summarize world war || in 700 words. But I've got less than twenty minutes" you spoke, and once again you did that thing. You put your face in your hands, not knowing what to do with yourself.
Walker nodded and leaned closer to the laptop, pulling you towards him with his right hand. — "I'll help you, and afterwards we'll do whatever, deal?"
— "Mhm, deal." You responded and kissed him on the lips. His hands sneaked in under your sweater tracing lacy lines along your skin, but you had to pull away. "As much as I love you, we have to finish this essay"
He sighed and gave you one last kiss before focusing completely on the essay.
Your hands made a smacking sound as you high fived. — "We're so gonna get an A together" Walker said, closing the laptop and moving it to an empty spot at the floor to make space.
You laid down on the bed, the half smile was now whole. — "Mhm.. i'm doubtful, we spent less than fifteen minutes on that" you spoke, it was true but your tone was playful.
Walker laughed and leaned over you, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. — "But you're happy, right?"
You frowned, — "What gave it away?" A giggle escaped your mouth and Walker kissed you again. — "Everything, you're literally glowing y/n" he insisted.
You shook your head in protest, but you could feel the blush spreading across your cheeks. — "You're a hopeless romantic Walker Scobell" you laughed as you grabbed his face to kiss him again.
He pulled away, — "It’s not some useless pick up line I saw on instagram, I mean it. Whenever you're happy you have this glow around you, almost like you're actually glowing. I don't even know how to explain it, it's so weird."
You scrunched your nose slightly, it was something you did when someone said something you didn’t quite believe. — "Walker you're just saying that because you love me, no one actually thinks that" you added and the room went quiet for a moment, only the ticking sound of that annoying clock was heard.
Walker sighed, — "No I mean it y/n, you don't understand how amazing you are." He begun as he ran a hand through his blonde curls. "I love every single thing about you, like when you scrunch your nose when you don't believe what i'm saying, or when you play with your rings whenever your nervous. I notice it and I love you for it, it's what makes you, you.
You laughed, scrunched your nose, you didn’t believe him. He noticed and sighed again, — "You're literally doing it right now!" He exclaimed and threw his hands in the air.
Your jaw dropped, — "What?! I'm not doing anything?"
He stood up, — "Omg yes you are! The nose scrunch thing, you don't believe what i'm saying but please! Why would I lie about it that's just ridiculous!"
You shook your head, — "Please Walker, this is getting weird" you spoke, but it wasn't, he was being sweet and you couldn't take compliments.
He sat down on the bed again, — "Look, you don't have to believe me, but i'm not the only one who likes you." He removed the hair that was sticking out from your braid out of your face. "You have millions of fans who think you're an amazing actress" he added.
He received a small eye roll from you, — "Why are you doing this? It's not like I was feeling low and needed to start believing in myself again or something" you spoke, but you couldn't help but smile.
He shrugged, — "I don’t know, maybe you needed to hear it" you shook your head and laughed. — "Okay but admit that you're just being a little weird" you exclaimed and pulled him towards you in a fierce kiss.
