#xblackreader

⁺. ꫂ ၴႅ𓂃 ࣪˖ sevika needs something sweet, other than the pastries you bake for your shop.

warning(s) - profanity, kissing, sevika is high in this, nipple/breast play, twt link, age gap (sevika is forty and reader is twenty-three), would this count as ovulating!sevika(?), pussy eating, baker!reader, pet name (baby, angel), praise kink, dirty talk(?). 18+ only, minors & men dni.

your hands hold the whisk as you do another batch of fudge cookies with caramel in the center. your customers have been obsessed with it and well, so have you. once your fudge mixture is at the point you want it, you begin pouring two dollops onto the parchment paper for a taste batch.

the distinct odor of weed, mixed with your perfume, hits your nose as calloused hands rest comfortably on your apron. you smile a little feeling her chin rest on your shoulder blade, the breaths leaving her nose hitting your skin.

“what are you up to now?” her voice rasps, much soother than normal. you shake the rack a little to break any air bubbles as much as possible. “making your favorite treat.” you answer gently, sevika hums, her plump lips, soft soft touches your neck. “yeah?” she giggles against your ear, her lips ghosting against your lobe before kissing and biting it lightly.

*ೃ༄ Pairing: Divorced! Ryan Hart x Tourist! Reader.

Synopsis╰┈➤ After Ryan's divorce from Samantha his father invites him to compete with him in a rodeo, but he won't be sad for long.

Warnings: P in a V, oral (m!recieving), smut, praise,blue catches a stray, fingering

𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎: 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆  𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐤 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙸𝙸: 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After the abrupt and perilous reunion with Erik in front of your neighbors, you try to take a few moments to prevent yourself from self-destructing. The keyword here being try. No matter how much you want to be alone with your thoughts, Erik has other plans. But your desperation to prove that you aren't the same frightened  'Bunny' from two years ago might just backfire when it has to stand the test of Erik's determination.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 🔞Explicit Sexual Content, Blood & Violence, Toxic Relationships, Emotional Manipulation, Intimidation, Occasional use of N-Word, and Monster Fuckery. For more extensive tags, see Ao3 listing below

❥ 𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐼𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑥 ❥ || || ❥ 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ❥

A/N: 👋🏾Hi, this is me re-warning you all that Erik is both an asshole and an actual supernatural being in this story. Tis the season, so please enjoy the self-indulgent nonsense on my behalf 💕✨

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙸𝙸: 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞

Making cupcakes for a block party wasn’t exactly the norm. Though it was relatively nice outside, there was enough humidity to keep the windows shut and the air conditioning on full blast. It was past noon, so things were slowly cooling off. But in your compact, poorly insulated townhouse, having an oven going at nearly four hundred degrees in the summer would make the kitchen warm no matter what temperature you set it on. You’d begun to sweat, but you powered on, pushing your glasses up your nose and staying fully focused on icing cupcakes instead of thinking about him.

It was working. Even though his presence hovered eerily at the fringes of your mind, it was working. You might’ve stowed away in the house for an hour like a coward, but you were calm.

At least somewhat.

You hadn’t really thought about anything. Not since Sarah had come in to give you icing for your impromptu baking session. You could tell she was dying to ask questions, but she kept them to herself the moment she acknowledged the frazzled state you were in.

You declined her offer to stay the night at her place. Both her boys and EJ would be sleeping over at the church after the block party was over. The idea was to end the day with a movie night. However, you weren’t so sure how long the movie-watching would last with all the playing and running around they were doing.

As much as you would’ve loved Sarah’s company, it didn’t sit right in your heart to put her in so much potential danger. You weren’t sure what was going to happen, but that dull, swirling ache in your gut was the only warning you needed to keep your guard up.

You look abruptly up from your work when you hear the creaking spring of the screen door. Thankfully, it’s only Tyler who peeks his head in a few moments later.

A look of relief hangs on his features when he sees your expectant face looking back at him. “Hey, Sweets, Ms. Munroe sent me to check on things…How you holding up?”

loosely based on 'the falls' by chxrry!

.ᐟ nerd!jo x mean!black!reader .ᐟ mature themes mdni .ᐟ angst

YOU LIKED TO THINK you kept your… escapades in check. the men understood the dynamic and didn’t question it, because you both left with something: pleasure. 

but of course, shit happens sometimes.

satoru melted into your kiss as soon as you plopped yourself on his lap to catch his attention with it. he had been slouched over his slightly cluttered desk—large hoodie sleeves pushed up on his forearms and glasses perched on his nose—scribbling away at some chemistry homework instead of focusing on you. and you felt you deserved it now. 

especially after you had technically ghosted suguru’s fine ass for the dork.

you kept your cool for the first five minutes. the white-haired loser prioritized his grades and took school very seriously, and you understood that. it was actually one of the qualities about him that drew you in, interested in his work ethic and how passionate he was in your shared psychology class last semester.

the deep blush that dusted his cheeks after you walked up to him after the lesson is something you’ll always remember. he was damn-near red as a beet as you complimented how interesting his questions for your professor were. he scrambled to respond to you, the beautiful girl who smelled like peaches with brown skin and had a smile showing off teeth so bright he swore they mirrored his own hair. everything about you screamed soft, elegant, untouchable—at least he thought you were to someone like him.

he clutched his book-bag strap like it would save him from his nerves, choking out a “thank you,” and averting his blue eyes from your brown ones.

you found yourself addicted to that shyness. 

now, his hands were shakily gripping the fat of your ass through the cotton flare bottoms—the ones that had a cute fitted jacket to match and make it a set—you wore as you kissed, almost as if he were still new to the concept of touching you. like you two hadn’t been in more lewd predicaments more than once before. you couldn’t help the amused smile that blossomed on your face, your head pulled back slightly to where your lips were only brushing his pink ones now messily coated in your lipgloss.

his glasses were fogged and bit slanted on his face as he stared up at you, blinking rapidly before looking away as if intimidated.

he was.

you were so fucking beautiful.

you tilted your head at him, tone light as you spoke. “why you actin’ shy?” the smile turned into a smirk as you watched him stiffen at your question, his lips parting breathlessly at being called out.

“i-...i’m not shy…” he responded, swallowing as he gripped your ass a bit tighter. “…just was caught by surprise, is all.”

with a brow raised, you pull back further. “am i making you uncomfy? don’t ever be scared to tell me—”

he cut you off with a panicked voice, “no! no, never. y-you’d never make me uncomfortable…” he trailed off shyly, suddenly feeling like he was spilling his guts out from just those words alone. 

you slowly hummed, taking in his face to genuinely make sure. he was a nervous wreck under your heated gaze and swallowed as he continued to avert his eyes from yours. you couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out at it.

you leaned down and planted a kiss on his neck in amusement. he jumped at the sudden contact, and his hands clenched against your ass again, squeezing you unconsciously through the fabric. 

now, your new goal was to litter his soft skin there in kisses to butter him up. your manicured fingers pulled at the collar of his worn hoodie to get better access. you hoped one thing would eventually lead to the other, and you’d get your brain sloppily fucked out by the lanky dweeb. 

but the sudden buzzing of your phone caught in your ears, and your head lifted up from his pale skin. the device was on his bed face-up on the plaid covers. a name popped up on the screen like a warning. 

sug.

you huffed a bit under your breath and rolled your eyes. wasn’t your lack of response a response in itself? he could see you another day. especially, when you were now dedicated to getting into the drawls of your favorite little geek. 

satoru’s breath hitched when your lips found his neck again, his azure blue eyes fluttering at how soft they were against his skin. he shakily exhaled and tried his best to continue to get lost in the feeling… but he just couldn’t help himself. 

‘sug’? 

who was that?

and his trembling hands continued to hold you close as he wracked his brain for a name with that—

oh. 

suguru? 

your lips were back on his now, your hands tangling into the fluffy white hair at his nape—the intricate zebra print design on your nails sticking out against the color. when your teeth gently nibbled at his lip, he parted them for you to let slip your tongue in and deepen the kiss. 

and he tried his best to enjoy it, he really did. 

but that name, or at least that nickname, repeated in his head. 

maybe it was his fault for thinking you were only sleeping with him. with a face like yours, a brain like yours—in more ways than one—and a personality so uniquely you, of course you had men flocking toward you. 

he just thought… okay yeah, that was it. he was only thinking it. he never said it outright. 

and he knew that you were a woman who liked when a man was direct. you never settled for hints or mixed signals. 

satoru was scared shitless, but he knew what he wanted. as someone who had been shy his whole life, quiet and reserved so deeply into himself he barely spoke up, he had to do this. he had to express what he wanted. 

he pulled away from your kiss a bit, staring up at you with those dilated blue eyes you loved to get lost in every now and then. your brows knitted at the feel, your lips smacking loudly as they parted from his in the small college dorm room. “what’s wrong?” came your breathless voice, so sweet and so concerned his heart swelled in his chest. 

your phone rang again on his bed.

he glanced at it, blush bright and chest slightly heaving, before looking back at you. “could we… c-could we talk about something?”

you licked your swollen lips and tried to figure out what the topic could possibly be about before he outwardly said it. “of course. what’s wrong?” 

his hands started to rub at your ass, something to calm his nerves as he looked away. as if his bedside table with his glasses case and an unfinished bottle of water would help him find the words. 

“a-are you… um… sleeping with other people? besides me?” he finally spoke, training his eyes on you again. 

your brow rose immediately, wondering where the fuck that came from. he thought you weren’t?

“where is this coming from?” you asked with slightly narrowed eyes. surely seeing ‘sug’ didn’t have him acting like this. damn, maybe you should’ve turned your phone off.

he swallowed at your gaze, thinking before he spoke again. “the name on your phone. that’s suguru, r-right?”

you sighed through your nose. here we fucking go bro. you felt yourself slowly drying up now, not at all in the mood to be intimate with the nerd anymore.

“what does that have to do with anything? i’m so confused right now, sato.” you deadpanned, pulling your hands out of his hair to rest on his wrists. 

he was starting to panic as he sensed the attitude bubbling in your chest. this wasn’t going well. he had to spit it out now before you probably pushed his hands off of you. 

“...i want to be exclusive with you. l-like just you and me… and stuff.” he swallowed, anxiously licking over his bottom lip before pulling it between his teeth. 

your face contorted as if he had said something far worse than that, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. “huh?”

satoru, with an astounding GPA and accolades to stand for it, suddenly felt like a very dumb man. 

you were overly blown now. in what way had you given off the impression that you were down to be exclusive to anyone? it’s not like you had a goal of getting your shit ran through by any and every man, you just weren’t interested in something exclusive right now. you were still young, you felt—the perfect age to have some fun and it only be that.

a relationship wouldn’t be something you were seeking for a long damn time. 

“you know what… i’m finna go, actually. i don’t know what’s going on with you, but you actin’ a lil’ silly.” you let out a humorless laugh and started to lift off his lap after pulling his hands off of you, watching as his bulge sprang up in his sweatpants from the loss of your weight. 

satoru’s white brows furrowed as he watched you. he wouldn’t hold you down on him, never that, but he also didn’t want you leaving. 

“i-i don’t understand. did i say something wrong—”

“yeah,” you cut him off, walking over to his bed to pick up your phone and check it. suguru had texted you and called twice, obviously in the mood to see you. the irritation only got worse. you could’ve been getting fucked by him instead, since satoru wanted to be sappy. “i never said that i wanted a relationship, or shit to be exclusive. we literally established what this was supposed to be from the jump, satoru.” 

the use of his full name had him stiffening, his eyes widening a fraction in shock. you always called him ‘sato’. he loved that fucking nickname. ‘satoru’ didn’t even sound right coming out of your mouth. “i know, but- wait,” he murmured your name desperately as he got out of his chair. He towered over you, all lanky and anxious, and lightly gripped your wrist. “i didn’t mean to upset you. i-i just like you a lot and thought maybe we could–” 

your eyes met his, a your tone a little colder as you cut him off in frustration, “could what?”

he had nothing to say. his throat was suddenly dry and he felt like he was about to throw up the pizza rolls he had made himself for dinner hours ago. 

you glanced at your phone again, eyeing the message from suguru with more interest. satoru’s dorm wasn’t appealing anymore; hell, he barely was now. and not even to be bitchy, you genuinely did not need a man in love with you, or making the devotion worse by continuing to let him fuck.

hell nah. 

you softened your tone as you looked up at him. you felt bad for your attitude, he was usually such a sweetheart. “satoru, you are a great guy. smart, very sweet, the whole nine yards, okay? but, i’m not ready for a relationship and i definitely don’t wanna make whatever you feel for me… worse. so…” you trailed off, pursing your lips a bit awkwardly as you tried your best to let him down gently. “let’s just end this whole thing, alright?”

satoru felt like his heart was being ripped out his chest as you spoke. his face slowly contorted.

panic, hurt, frustration all burned in his bright eyes as he stood before you and softly muttered, “what?”

hiii yall this is my first post. i’m so mf new to this tumblr scene lmao. hope you liked it bcs i love me a mean reader AND the nerdjo trend going around <3

Friends Don’t Look at Friends That Way

MK x Black Reader

Wc: 490

Warnings: A little bit of angst and Fluff

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ● 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Requests: open

A/N: Enjoy!

The studio was buzzing with excitement as the cast and dancers gathered around the large screen to watch the latest edits of the music video.

You and CJ were sitting side by side, laughing at a few of the funny clips that had been added.

“And here’s the big reveal!” the director announced, hitting play.

The music started, and instantly, your eyes went wide. There you were—laughing, leaning into CJ a little too close, the editing making it look like something more than friendly. The song "friends don't look at friends that way" is was playing in the edit.

Vlad - Dracula Untold

You help him to the bed, and he weakly sits up. You crouch in front of him, hands going to his face. There's dark circles under his eyes, veins peeking through his skin.

"Vlad..." You murmur in concern. Your thumbs press into the hollows of his cheeks, and he open his mouth to speak, his fangs making an appearance beyond his control.

You stand, only to sit beside him, rolling up your sleeve. You press your wrist against his mouth, and he's gripping your wrist, his lips pressing against your skin.

His lips clamp against your skin, pinching almost but he doesn't bite. "I can't," He rasps, turning his face away. "You need to eat," You press your wrist back against his mouth, your other hand turning his face towards your arm.

"I won't take from you," He growls, moving away from the bed. He balances himself against one of the bed posts as he sways. You frown, looking around the room. Your eyes land on the dresser beside the bed, and you grab the letter opener.

You hesitate for a moment before pressing the edge of the blade into your skin, just right above your wrist.

It truly cuts like butter, and you quickly stand, stepping in from of him, placing your wrist once again against his mouth. A low growl leaves him once more but he doesn't stop himself as he grabs your arm. Hard.

Relief fills you as he drinks, sucking on your skin. His eyes meet yours, and they're a dark blood red. You keep his gaze as he slowly drinks and swallows. You can already see the bags under his eyes starting to clear. "It's okay..." You coo, closing your eyes briefly. He hums deeply, gripping your wrist tighter.

You also lean against the bed post, humming softly. "Vlad...." You mumble, his frame blurring as you blink at him. Lightheadedness invades your senses, and your ears ring. "Vl-Vla-," The rooms spins, and you can hear your heart beating.

Your arm is finally being released, and a strong arm is catching under your back.

Vlad is cradling the back of your head as he lays you on the bed. "Iubit," He whispers softly, and you blink slowly, your head rolling to the side as you tried to gain your bearings. The room was still spinning, but not as bad as it was moments ago.

Vlad is gone in just a blink and then returns, the color in his face 'normal', the bags under his eyes non-existent. He's wrapping a warm towel around your wrist, holding tightly. "I shouldn't have drank from you,"

You try to sit up, and he's placing a hand over your abdomen, pressing down. "No," "Vlad-," "I said no. I've weakened you," You reach for his shirt, fingers twisting into the fabric. "You needed it," He's leaning over you, dark eyes soft and guilty.

"I'd rather crawl through sunlight than take from you like that again,"

Senku x black reader

⚠️ Cw: Partial nudity, Fluff, Suggestive content, Mild sexual themes.

Requests are open

Blinded light fills your vision, when you fell on your butt on the dirty cave ground, your body felt restless and it felt like you were restless, you were awake the hole time. You groan and rub your behind.

‘’ What in the hel-‘’

‘’ So, it does work.’ You heard a male voice said.

Once your eyes register, you see Senku standing Infront with his arms cross, with his signature smirk on his face. You glance around and see that you guys were in a cave with bats.

‘’ Wha-‘’

Senku started to examine the area around you, looking at your breaking stone and some kind of liquid. You goan and grab his arm, because his was right next to you.

‘’ Where are we susu?’

He looks at you with narrow eyes.

‘’ Really, we are keeping that silly nickname.’’ He murmured

Southern Ony&Southern Eren x Blackfemreader!

Warnings: smut!!! Threesome, Creampie, Oral (M. Receiving), Riding. Language, Slapping/Spanking. Choking/neck gripping. Maybe some misspelled words. I think that’s it srry if I missed anything😣!

You felt eyes on you, eyes to your right to be exact. They’ve been looking at you this whole time, you’ve made eye contact once or twice.

“You boys know it’s rude to stare?” You said turning your head and meeting the eyes once again. Two sets, one pair was dark brown the other was emerald.

“Our fault pretty. It’s sure as hell hard not to when you look so gorgeous.” The man directly next to you said, while the one in the back nodded his head in agreement as he fixed his hat and placed his drink back down on the counter.

“I’m Eren.” He said with a smirk on his face, placing his hand out for you to shake. Eren was fine. With his long shoulder length dark brown hair, his emerald green eyes that never left your face, and the many tattoos that covered his arms.

“Hi Eren, im Y/N.” You said placing your hand into his to shake it, he didn’t shake your hand just held it while looking you in your eyes. There was a deep chuckle before you could get another word out and it was from the other man. He was now moving to the other side of you.

“Let’s not be selfish Eren. Im Onyankopon, but you can call me Ony.” He said as he took a seat next to you with his back facing the counter and his legs spread out while he lifted his hand up to you with a soft smirk. Ony looked good almost too good, with his cornrows, and his mustache and goatee combo that complimented his face. His gold nose ring that decorated his right nostril, the tattoos all over his arms and hands.

“Well then Ony, Eren. What y’all got planned for the night?” You said after shaking Erens hand and now placing your hand into Onys, waiting for their answer.

“You tell us Mama.” Ony said moving his head to lay on his shoulder, looking at the side of your face while holding your hand in his.

“Mmm..I wanted to give the bull a ride before the night was over.” You said reaching your free hand over to Eren’s head to grab his hat and place it on your head. Eren smirked at your actions, and then gave Ony a knowing look when the bull was brought up.

“Oh? We’ll make sure you get a ride before the night ends pumpkin.”

And they sure as hell did, took them back to your apartment and now you’re bouncing up and down on Onys dick your back facing his chest while Eren was standing infront of you, his dick touching your throat, all you could see was his ink covered chest and pelvis.

“Oh yeah darlin, just like that all the way down.” Eren groaned out as he let his blunt sit in his mouth as he moved his hands to the back of your head pushing you all the way down, your nose meeting with his pelvis. You gripped onto Onys legs beneath you as you stopped your movements on his dick and focused on Eren as tears spilled out of your eyes.

“Don’t stop, you know better.” Ony said as he slapped your ass and moved his hands to your waist moving you up and down. His thumbs pushing into your dermal piercings making you squeal out around Erens dick.

“Ohhh my god. F—fuck!!” You yelled out as soon as Eren let you go, you rested you head on Erens thigh and kept your hand stroking his dick while Ony fucked up into you, and moved his hand up to mess with your clit. “Nope mama. Head up. Don’t fucking drop your hat.” Ony said reaching his hand up to grip on your neck and force you to look up at Eren. Since you wanted to play with hats so bad earlier Onys making you wear his hat until y’all are done.

“Ouuhh..I’m g—gonna cum again!” You cried out to them feeling your lower stomach get hotter and that knot tightening, Eren moved his hand down to grip your face, and force you to look him in the eyes, he also passed the blunt that was once in his mouth into Onys hand that was once around your neck.

“You gonna cum for us babygirl?” He said as he tilted his head, and narrowed his eyes while he looked down at you, he grabbed his dick and tapped his tip on your lips twice. “You look so fucking gorgeous bouncing on his dick with my dick in your face. You’re such a fucking slut.” Eren groaned out at the sight below him.

“S-she’s so fucking tight. O-oh fuck!” Ony said as he looked down at where you two were connected, your pussy was practically drooling all over his dick, squeezing him so hard it felt like you were tryna milk him dry. The white ring around his dick from your pussy made him feel dizzy.

“O-ohh..she’s fucking creaming on my shit. Holy fuck. I’m gonna cum.” Ony said as he threw his head back, moving your hips harder and faster chasing his climax once he felt the coil in his stomach get tighter and hotter.

“You heard him babydoll, he’s gonna cum where you want it?” Eren said as he stroked his dick still looking at your face, smiling once he heard you moan out. “I-insidee…! Daddy please! Mmph!” Eren quickly put his dick back in your mouth before groaning at the feeling, squeezing his eyes shut once you moaned around his dick.