Jason Momoa, Dwayne Johnson & Chris Hemsworth

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Thor’s favorite flavor of pop-tart is cherry.

Clint has various nest throughout the tower vents. Sometimes he even sleeps up there.

Natasha secretly loves Nicki Minaj.

Steve does too.

Bucky is a cat person and loves going to shelters to play with them.

Tony has food hidden all throughout the tower.

Bruce loves watching kids shows. It relaxes him. Sometimes Tony even catches him humming the theme songs.

Tony once rigid J.A.R.V.I.S. to play “Hammer Time” every time Thor walked into a room.

In retaliation, Thor had J.A.R.V.I.S. play “Heartless”.

Steve is a horrible chief, but an amazing baker.

Pietro once tried to run on water. That was the same day they learned he can’t swim.

Wanda loves reality shows.

Thor is amazing at chess.

Sam was a Captain America nerd as a child.

Bruce prefers tea to coffee.

Clint and Natasha have contests to see who can stick as many magnets to Bucky’s arm before getting caught. Natasha holds the record at 37.

~Jaz

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The Osiris Club

Summary: You’re the top dancer at the best strip joint Jersey has to offer— The Osiris Club. Sure, it’s grimy as hell, but it’s worth it whenever your favorite client comes in for a good time. 

Word Count: 5.5K 

Warning: Lemon, purely smutographical content, stripping, bumpin’ and grindin’, face sitting, tail fucking, rough sex, a little fluff at the end for good measure. 

A/N: IT’S DONE! Finally! I’m so fucking happy I was able to finish this fic, and just in time for the dvd release! I really hope you guys like it and that I did HB justice. Feedback is gold so don’t forget to drop me a line and reblog, bb’s!

* fanart commissioned by @dixxiemaegraphics​ *

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Newest fictional crush

Borra from Maleficent: Misstress of Evil

Make it a good one, kids.

Music of the Night

Music of the Night

Victorian Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 14.4k

Warnings: NSFW. Smut. Graphic Violence. Fires. Guns. Murder. Old Timey Sexism. Romance. Dark Phantom of the Opera Vibes. Victorian Kylo.

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Author’s Note: Please enjoy this Phantom of the Opera AU for @writer-wednesday​! Edit by the enormously talented @kyloremus​

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Home Sweet Home - Spencer Reid X Reader

Description: Reader is extremely horny and is waiting for Spencer to finally get back home to release her pent up sexual frustration while helping Spence relax after a long case.

Spencer Reid X (female) Reader

Category: smut (NSFW)

Rating: Explicit

Contents:  Female masturbation, Oral (female receiving), Penetrative sex, Unprotected sex/Creampie

Word Count: 3,860

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I loved my boyfriend with all my heart, therefore I supported him in doing anything and everything he loved and made him happy. Spencer Reid sure loved his job with a burning passion. There was only one tiny drawback about the said job, and that was the traveling. Don’t get me wrong, I am extremely proud of my boyfriend and understand that as an FBI agent on the Behavioral Analysis Unit traveling was part of the job, but my hormones didn’t.

Spencer had been away for a week, and I could not deal with this any longer. I tried to suppress my pent up sexual frustration in any way I could and patiently wait for my boyfriend to come back. I tried painting, listening to music, cleaning the apartment, I even read two of the books Spence left on his nightstand. However, nothing seemed to work. I wasn’t aware my sexual frustration could get any worse until it did.

Still half asleep, my first thought at 9:00 am was Spencer’s hands; how well my breasts fit into his palms, how small I felt as he grabbed me by my waist, how nice his fingers felt in my mouth. Even small mundane daily actions got my core pulsating; I missed being able to see him sit on the couch reading a book and slowly lick the tips of his slender, long fingers as he turned a page, I missed seeing his fingers gracefully jump around his new piano’s keys, I missed seeing his whole morning routine and how he rolled up his shirt sleeves and tied his tie.

There were many perks to living with Spencer, his apartment felt like home since the first day I walked into the living room, but maybe that’s just the feeling I get when I’m with him. I feel at home, safe and protected, an unexplainable peace embracing me, only felt when I’m around him. Living with Spencer had been a great way to spend more time together without having to drive back and forth between apartments. But one of my favorite perks was the fact that I could steal his clothes whenever I wanted to; specifically, his beautiful collection of cardigans.

Realizing I couldn’t go another day being sex-deprived, and given the fact sex wasn’t a possibility at the time, I went for the next big thing. Masturbation. It wasn’t my boyfriend’s dick, but my fingers will have to do for now. So I slowly removed my pajamas, jumped out of bed, and headed straight to my boyfriend’s closet with a very specific cardigan in mind. He wasn’t one to wear a lot of black clothing despite having many neutral colors in his closet, therefore, it wasn’t very hard to spot his all black, Comme des Garçons cardigan. As soon as it was in my hands, I lazily smiled; his earthy scented cologne filling my nostrils as I put it on over my naked body. I take a second to enjoy the feeling of the soft fabric against my body and continue to take in his scent.

I head back to bed excited to get my much-needed release. However, I take my time, needing to savor it as much as possible. As I lay down, my hands go straight to my breasts, one to each, slowly pinching my nipples in between my fingers. I don’t spend too much time on my breasts as I continue to run my hands down my belly going south.

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Teacher’s Pet (Reid Request)

Request:

So ik you probably gets lots of Dom Spencer requests, but I wanted to do a Professor Reid x reader smut request? Where she either teases him a bunch or he just really wants go fuck her so one day he gets fed up and smut happens? (he fucks her in his office etc) and maybe add some punishment into the mix? Like he has her call him doctor/Professor and he’s super dom and rough? I’ve never really seen anything with this prompt so I’d love to see you do it! Thanks and I love your writing so much btw - @capsarcasticplier​

A/N: 
Thank you so much for a wonderful request! Prof Reid owns my entire soul. I hope that you enjoy this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please don’t ask me for a Part 2, y’all - I have a whole series with Prof Reid coming up, lol! Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader Category: Smut! Content Warning: Spanking, Adults w/ Age Gap (14yrs), oral sex (male receiving), Teacher/Student, fingering, penetrative sex, degradation, cursing, roughhousing, gagging Word Count: 9.2K

MASTERLIST

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There are only a few reasons to sign up for Criminal Psychology. You could be like the reasonable students and join the class because you are genuinely interested in the material, or you could be like the rest of us.

That is, you could enroll in the class because the professor is a fine piece of ass fresh out of prison.

Spencer Reid didn’t even try to hide his past; he had practically shared his whole life story within the first few weeks of classes. Then again, I got the sense he had a hard time keeping just about anything a secret with his nasty habit of oversharing.

That was fine with me, though. I quite liked having the ammunition. In fact, I had prepared to use that information today. Because unlike the rest of the thirsty bitches in the class, I wasn’t auditing. I was in this shit.

And today was the class I’d been waiting for for over a month.

“Criminal partnerships aren’t actually as rare as people might believe, with more than one fifth of all serial killers operating in teams, usually composed of two individuals.”

His voice had already sent half the girls in the class into a trance, but I was trying to focus on the content. After all, I didn’t want to miss my chance. I could feel it coming in my bones.

“In a typical partnership, there are two roles. I’m sure you’re all familiar with them already. If you’ve done the reading you should be more than a little familiar. Anyone want to—”

He cut himself off when he noticed the speed with which I raised my hand, a saccharine smile on my face. The expression he returned told me he knew he was in dangerous territory. Nonetheless, he called on me.

“Yes, (Y/n)?”

“Dominant and submissive.” I said matter-of-factly, leaning forward in my seat as I lowered my hand.

“That’s right—“ He started, but I managed to stop him with my loud interruption from the back of the room.

“But there are tons of different types of dominant and submissive partnerships.” He seemed intrigued, and also very concerned about the fact that I was still talking. It wasn’t that unheard of for me to be mouthy in class. I think he knew where I was going with this.

I hoped so. I would have been disappointed if he didn’t. His silence gave me the implicit permission to continue. “It can be master and disciple, parental, siblings, or romantic.”

He smiled, the kind that dimpled his cheeks as it showed just how hard he was trying not to say something.

“So you did the reading,” was what came out instead of whatever had him biting his tongue.

“Of course,” I admitted with a shrug, “But I actually have a question, Professor.”

There was something about the way I felt when I talked to him. It was like the rest of the class disappeared, the tension between the two of us transporting us to another reality. Other times, it felt like the two of us were starring in a movie, and they were the audience watching our every move with rapt attention.

There was a reason everyone joked that I was Teacher’s Pet.

“What’s that?” He asked, shoving his hands into his pocket. My eyes immediately flittered down to his crotch with the movement, and when I returned my gaze to his eyes, I saw him smirking with raised eyebrows.

I didn’t mind that he noticed. Part of me wanted him to.

“Which one are you?”

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