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Intro post
Seventeen. Hoping to do something grand with my life after graduation. Become a doctor or teacher. Maybe a writer. I'll be posting personal writing projects and other things here.

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Brother's best friend Hockey player!reiner x Party girl!reader
Tags: Brother's best friend!Reiner, Hockey player!Reiner, Party girl!reader, he calls you kid, he's very caring, suggestive, I love him, older brother figure ig idk, I posted this on my tiktok so gotta post on here.
A/N: I keep forgetting to post on here and will post something else soon. I love you guys! Also I'm not proof reading this so you guys gotta deal with the errors :(( sorry chat
Doctor Jack Abbot being a absolute fucking pervert when anything trauma Surgeon/doctor!reader related comes up. (Check tags first)
Most people think it started when you first arrived at The Pitt, WRONG. It started when you were packing a wounded man's stab wound. Gloves slick with blood, pumping in and out of the hole, murmuring to the paitent to 'C'mon, stay awake for me, can't have ya dying.' He got a boner watching you do it.
And sure, he has his traumas and all that jazz. But that doesn't mean he can't get off on you cutting him a new hole in his abdomen and stuffing it full. Better yet, just pumping your fingers in him. He could cum from just imagining it.
So when he noticed you weeks later doing a similar task he was a wreck. Had to excuse himself to go jerk off in the bathroom. When coming out he almost bumped into you with blood on your gloves.
"Sorry, Doctor Abbot." You walk around him and strip your bloody gloves off in the process.
He was insanely hard for the rest of his shift.
Seeing you in any instance where you're saving someone, having blood on your gloves, holding something in your hands that could break his femer if you drew back hard enough. Yeah, he's hard.
I mean, he's not totally perverted. But he wouldn't mind if you cut him open and rearranged his organs to your liking.
If it's aching, you have to rub it
Part 2 to this House mate!Reader x Trinity Santos Tags: Mean!Trinity, Housemates with benefits, asshole!Trinity, straight porn, basically no plot to this shit, fingering (reader receiving), scissoring/tribbing, mock sympathy, pet names
A/N: You freaks like santos a LOT. This is lowkey bad but yall scissor so it's whatever. Also it was my birthday last friday (june 12) so say happy birthday to me right NEOWW.
If you have 'Minors DNI' or '18+ blog' in your bio or intro post, and you preach it like the fucking gospel, please do not interact with my account. Do not follow me, like my posts, reblog or anything of the nature. Im 16, 17 on friday. I write what I want, I get commissioned for it and I like having people interact. But if your whole blog is reposting smut and 18+ stuff without checking ages on accounts, and you are adamant that you don't want minors or people under 18 interacting with you, please make sure you are following your own rule of not interacting with accounts that are under age. Thanks.

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If it's aching, you have to rub it.
House mate!Reader x Trinity Santos Tags: Mean!Trinity, Housemates with benefits, Semi-Dry humping, mock sympathy, asshole!Trinity, mocking pet names, reader orgasm, fem!reader but not really important ig, Reader uses she/they pronouns because I said so A/N: You freaks really like Santos (lets go lesbians, bi girls and WLW peeps), thought about making yall scissor but if you want a second part lemme know. Have fun.
Reader being the worst house mate to Doctor Trinity Santos and bringing home men that don't do the job right. Santos isn't pleased.
Almost every time you have a day off night shift you go out, have fun, bring a guy home. Not exactly what happened tonight but you're trying to get off. Trying.
You're vibrator died, can't find the charger. Fingers aren't doing the job. Usually you'd bring a man home, fake moan and whine because they need the reassurance that you like the absolute BS they're doing and then finish when they leave. Not tonight.
Usually Santos would have to pain herself listening to the guy you bring home grunt like a caveman, you moaning so fake it's obvious, and then listen to you get off after the poor guy left. Not tonight.
Tonight you didn't bring a guy home, but you're trying your hardest to get off. It's been so long since your last orgasm that you're sensitive. It's annoying Santos. The walls are thin, though Santos was never there for you to know that they were thin.
A grumpy Santos knocks on your door, it startles you into pulling your nightgown down. Cracking the door, Santos stood looking fairly peeved at your lack of consideration for her sleep schedule.
"I can hear you, you know that?" Coming in your room with no invitation. "I have a 5 AM, and I need you to go to bed."
"Oh," your face heating, "I'll go to bed, sorry."
"Not what I meant." She winces. "Let me help you."
You stare, not sure if she's joking or not. It's almost too straightforward to not be a joke. "What?"
Her hands move you back towards your bed, gently pushing your shoulders back so you lay on your bed.
"Let me.." Her hands slide up your thighs, under your nightgown. "Help you."
You feel you should say no, keep your legs closed and get off when she goes to work but something in you spreads your legs.
"There we go," she mutters, bowing her head down, connecting with your sensitive clit.
Immediately you make a noise, and without warning she slaps the side of your thigh, basically scolding you for keeping her up for months. But she pulls 2 orgasms out of you to keep you satiated until you need her again. No more guys from the bar that don't make you feel good.
Vampire!Whittaker who gets attached to reader that you both end up kissing. And doing that Whittaker sort of.. regurgitates the blood he drank from you into your mouth...?
Whittaker being so enamored with you as his friend that he just can't help himself when he kisses you. Cupping your jaw, he tasted weird, like blood and something sour.
Tongue slipping against yours, the sharpness of his fangs on your lips. Tongue pushing deeper into your mouth, an overwhelming sensation. A sudden warmth filling your connected mouths. Iron, thick and heavy.
Blood leaking down both your chins, his hands clawing at your shoulders. His tongue working you over, your nails dig into his neck. This was so weird, you felt his tongue lick the roof of your mouth and got overwhelmed.
Pushing him away. You know you're going to have to throw up in a few minutes due to the blood that was resting in your stomach. You'd think Whittaker being a doctor would make him realize the damage he's done to your poor stomach.
"Was that too much?" He asks, out of breath when he doesn't even need to breathe. How stupid of him.
"My stomach is fucked." You stood and went to the bathroom to force yourself to vomit the blood you just consumed before you got sick.
This is based on vampire bats, its cute and helps builds bonds with their roost-mates. :))
Vampire!Whittaker that gets emotionally attached to polycythemic reader who has more/thicker blood than normal humans.
Vampire!Whittaker and you who are hanging out and playing Uno on the floor of your apartment. Whittaker telling you about his vegetarian diet since the start of his vampirism, mentioning how it's getting close to his feeing time since it's been a while. You who jokes about offering your blood up since you have 'enough for two people.'
"You'd do that..?" He looked at you with his big watery eyes, black instead of his usual light blue.
You shrug, "I mean, it might be better than going to the doctor every few weeks to get drained anyway. If it helps you.."
"You don't have to, " he muttered, "It's a lot to ask."
"I'm offering, Whittaker," you huffed, "Take the fucking win, dude."
Which leads to Whittaker and you forgeting all about the game you were originally playing. Whittaker's hands on your forearm, mouth hovering. He's getting in his head and hesitates. You get impatient and shoving your wrist into his mouth. He, panicked at the sudden arm in his mouth, bites down.
Blood gushing into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. The rush goes to his head, and he suddenly remembers why he became a vegetarian in the first place.
Whittaker getting overwhelmed, whining while drinking from you, basically crawling into you lap. He's painfully hard and can barely think, lapping at the wound he gave you a second ago. He's literally moaning, the subtle points of his ears warming from the blood consumption.
"Fuck- you taste so good," his voice breaks on 'good.'
He started grinding against your thigh, fat tears swelling in his eyes while feeding off you.
"Whittaker, you gotta stop now," you said out of breath just from watching him get off to your blood. "Dennis."
"No, wait, pleasepleasplease," He whined, licking the holes in your wrist. "Please, can I just- fuck.."
He shuddered while moving away like a frightened animal. Blood messy on his mouth and jaw, a very pretty sight. You notice his eyes aren't his normal blue, caused by his vegtarian diet, but now a very midnight blue. You also notice his problem in his jeans. Being one of the most dangerous apex predators in the world, he sure looks like scared dog.
Help him a bit, won't you?

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Big dog Whittaker in his 5th year as an attending/fully fledged doctor, doing his responsiblitiies and whatnot when this cutie pie!reader is put under him to help him with a specific patient.
You're so candy sweet his teeth start to hurt during patient check ups with you. Poor thing often forgets simple tasks but is extremely good at ER emergencies, so Whittaker uses his little clicking habit.
During Whittaker's 3rd year of residency he developed a habit of clicking his pen when something went well. Which developed into a habit not everyone in The Pitt is fond of.
During patient checks, when cutie pie!reader is working well, or diagnoses correctly, Whittaker just clicks his pen. It subtle, cutie pie doesn't really notice it, you hear it but don't mind it.
A relatively easy day came and Dr. Santos is walking by cutie pie, clicking her pen, cutie pie looks up to look for Whittaker to praise you for doing something good, but you don't see him anywhere. The pen clicking happens every so often and no where is Whittaker.
Cutie pie goes to look for him and when you find him he looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to say something.
"Have you noticed everyone is clicking their pen?"
"No, I..I've been busy, is it bothering you?"
"Not really, just.. you do it, so when everyone's doing it I expect you to be there."
"Well," he laughs, "You might be trained for me then."
"Trained?"
"Sometimes when you train dogs, this can work on people too, but mainly dogs," he looks at you. "When the trainer clicks a clicker, the dog expects a reward or food. So its almost a pavlov thing."
Cutie pie stared for a second. "They do that to dogs..?"
He smiled, "Yeah, doesn't hurt."
Everytime he clicked his pen it was on purpose, you think back to everytime he did the click and a sudden flush warmed your neck.
"You've been clicker training me.."
He stares for a second, "Uh, maybe? I only do it when you do something good. 'Cause you're doing good. You're really good."
Cutie pie's eyes fluttered a bit, trying to wrap your head around him basically clicking you into submission.
Young!Charlie Swan going to a party in the woods with Young!Billy Black only to end up in Young!Carlisle Cullen's car making out.
Charlie only going because Billy asked him to come with him, going in Billy's truck. Big bonfire with people from their school and some people from out of town. Charlie getting separated from Billy, to calm the nerves he drinks a bit... Maybe more than a bit.
Charlie being so drunk he bumps into a strangely sober shiny blond haired guy. The guy is surprising solid for how lean he looks, Charlie stares for a good minute before the guy asks him if he's okay.
"M'fine.. you're fine.. jesus.." Charlie spits out.
The guy laughs, his teeth look perfectly white.. Looks like he has too pairs of canine teeth. Introduces himself as Carlisle, pretty old name for someone that looks super young. Pretty young face for someone that talks so pretty.
Which is how Carlisle lured Charlie out to his car, somehow getting him in the back of his car, on his back. Poor thing looks so out of it, inexperienced. Nothing bad will happen. Hopefully.