“I Can Fix Him”

It All Started With Muffins

Muffins - Part 1 - all

The Grey Wolves - part 2 - Paul & Embry

The Empty House - part 3 - Quil & Jared

I...i don't even know what to say

Presenting Carl sullen (my brothers nickname for him)

I've been laughing at this for 20 minutes 🤣

Jacob: Y/N is loosing a lot of blood right now. Millard, what's her type?

Millard: The ymbryne, black hair, gray eyes... wait. What does that have to deal with it?

slut for them

Please note that I do not take requests. I simply take story suggestions. I have to like/be inspired by the idea to write it.

The Lost Boys Masterlist

Had to make a separate Lost Boys Masterlist cause I couldn't put any more links on my main Masterlist lol.

(Please note that I only write Female!Readers and Female!OCs..(afab))

❤️=Fluff

🌶️=Smut

💧=Angst

The Rut series

David

Dwayne

Marko

Paul

David

(Headcanons)

David used to be a gunslinger 💧

Modern!David song headcanon 💧

Song that makes Modern!David think of his past

(Stories)

Can you do mine too? (XReader)❤️

Dwayne

(Headcanons)

Dwayne with a short S/O ❤️🌶️

(Stories)

When you're unaware (xReader) ❤️

Christmas Surprise (xReader) ❤️

Don't blame me (xReader)💧❤️

Santa brought us snow! (xReaderxLaddie)❤️

Christmas Angel (xVampireReaderxLaddie)❤️

Santa is real! (xVampire!ReaderxLaddie) ❤️

Private time (xReader) ❤️🌶️

Best Christmas Ever! (XReaderXLaddie)❤️

Marko

(Headcanons)

Marko is Italian 🌶️

Calling Marko an Italian Stallion ❤️🌶️

Marko and his mate's son wanted to try drag ❤️

Marko has a sensitive (to touch) stomach ❤️🌶️

(Stories)

Biker Dad (xVampire!Reader) ❤️

Touch me (xReader) ❤️

Trust me (xReader) 🌶️

Ti amo (xReader)❤️

Take me away (xReader)💧❤️

Pop rocks (xReader)❤️

Knight in shining armor (xReader)🌶️

Paul

(Headcanons)

Paul is the group's hair stylist

(Stories)

One chip challenge (xReader) ❤️

All

(Headcanons)

Coming up behind you and sniffing your hair/neck

Earring headcanon #1 (What they look like)

Earring headcanon #2 (Origins)

Earring headcanon #3 (They give you their matching earring)

Order that they were turned, and a bit about their past lives.

"I'm so tired of men and their slutty little waists"

The boys trying to move their mate into their sleeping area

You gain characteristics of whoever sired you.

(Stories)

Incorrect Quotes

#1

#2

I request a poly!terrortwins x reader smut fic based off this gif. reader walks in the room during this moment and is first upset that Nikki shaved Tommy’s head, then you can’t help but find Tommy’s new Mohawk hot and you can’t resist him any longer. I’m sorry if this is confusing. You can use your imagination to how you want to write the smut bc idk how to go about it.

Haircut || Nikki Sixx + Tommy Lee

[Nikki Sixx x AFAB!Reader x Tommy Lee]

Summary: you can’t help but find yours and your boyfriend’s best friend hot

Warnings: SMUT, voyeurism,

Masterlist

You had no clue how you ended up in this situation but it all started when you opened up that door.

You walked into the room surprised to find Nikki, your boyfriend, holding a razor and Tommy brushing back his new haircut. “What the hell happened?!” You shriek staring at Tommy’s luscious locks on the floor.

“Nikki gave me a new a haircut!” Tommy answered proudly.

“Don’t you think it suits him, babe?” Nikki smirks devilishly, walking towards you and swinging an arm round your shoulders.

You loved Tommy’s fluffy hair, and always had, so you were disappointed he got rid of it. However, you couldn’t help but feel attracted to the man in front if you. Nikki saw the flicker in your eyes. “It’s nice and all but what if you grow to hate it,” you shrug as you depart from Nikki’s side to stroke your hand through his hair. You only realised how close you made yourself to Tommy when you felt his hot breath hit your neck.

You face went visibly pink as you stepped back. Tommy’s grin, that matched Nikki’s, told you he knew exactly what you were feeling. “I think she likes it,” Tommy winks.

“So do I,” Nikki approached me from behind and wrapped an arm around a waist, “do you think he looks pretty, babe?”

“Very,” you murmur shyly looking down at you feet, face heated up. Nikki’s growling bulge was pressed up against you.

Tommy raised his hand to caress your cheek as he stepped forward. Nikki chuckled.

One minute you were sandwiched between your boyfriend and his best friend, the next your head was lolling onto Nikki’s shoulder, mouth agape as you babbled unintelligible words and shook your head, overwhelmed with intense pleasure.

Your core was burning and sore, you could feel your thighs bruising as Tommy fucked you roughly, intensely. he rutted against you, eyes foggy and filled with lust, hungrily taking in your fucked out expression. he was dripping in sweat from the exertion, his tattoos decorated his skin that glistened brilliantly.

You locked eyes with him, whimpering until your head was thrown back. The bassist tugged viciously at your hair, propping you up for his best friend to abuse for his pleasure.

“You wanted Tommy to fuck you, didn’t you. He’s just so pretty with his new haircut, isn’t he?” you could almost taste the jealousy riddled in his venomous voice. You couldn’t move your head if you wanted to, too weak to fight against his unrelenting hold.

“S’okay, darling,” The drummer’s deep voice whispered, “tell him how much you wanted me.”

You shook your head as much as you could in Nikki’s hold, panting. “no? I thought I was so,” he paused and growled deeply, sending a vibration through your entire body, “so pretty.”

You shook your head again and a harsh slap sent your head snapping to the side. You felt the scorching outline of Nikki’s big hand on your cheek. “he’s not pretty anymore? you don’t like how he’s fucking you like a desperate mutt?”

Tommy bit your neck harshly and you whined lewdly, feeling his teeth break your delicate flesh. His hips sped up and you dropped your hands from his back, scratching down the smooth skin.

Nikki scooted closer, squishing you between the two men. Your back was flush to his and your own bare chest was pressed to Tommy’s. Nikki forced his slender fingers between your heaving bodies, tickling your clit. The two of you reacted instantaneously. You quivered and squirmed while Tommy dug his nails into your flesh, hips stuttering.

“you’re so pathetic, babe. so filthy and dirty, fucking my best friend like a stupid little slut.”

Burn

kinktober #1: aphrodisiac

nsfw, daryl x fem!reader

You loved the forest. It was calming and peaceful. Despite how nice the Greene farm was, there was something about it that made you feel exposed. Here, among the trees, you feel protected.

Sun rays peek through the leaves, guiding you along as you pick up any edible vegetation you can find. As well as any pretty flowers you think Lori or Carol might appreciate. A bright pink mushroom stops you in your tracks.

You scavenged a book recently about all local Georgian flora, eagerly reading it front to back until you had it memorised. Even then, you'd sometimes clarify with Daryl, who knew a thing or two from his life of growing up in the woods. But this mushroom wasn't something you recognised.

You crouch carefully, staring at the thing while you consider your options. Maybe Daryl would know what it is. It was pretty regardless, and even poisonous mushrooms could be touched in most cases, so you add it to your basket without a second thought. After a little more walking, you trudge over to where Daryl's tent sits secluded from the rest.

You weren't technically friends, but you liked visiting him after your time in the forest. The first time you announced you were going out alone to forage, he looked worried, warning you not to “get lost like some dumbass.” You stopped by his tent later that day, mostly to prove you're alive and breathing. He curiously peered into your basket, and then sharing your finds with him became a regular occurrence then. He appreciated the visits, despite acting indifferent, finding you the most agreeable person by far in their little group. So he didn't mind so much.

You break out from the trees as you feel your body heating up. It was a little odd, but you chalk it up to the Georgian heat. By the time you reach Daryl's tent, however, you're stumbling and panting as your body burns.

“Daryl-” You choke out, voice layered with panic. His tent flap flies open after some rustling, and he rushes over to your side, frowning.

“You okay?” His accent thickens with his concern as he helps guide you inside, sitting you down on the cot. All you can do is grunt, desperately ripping off your light shawl. Why is it so hot? Daryl lifts your chin gently, trying to get you to focus enough to tell him what's wrong. It takes everything in you to not whine.

You shake your head, starting to explain that you don't know. He runs his gaze over you, pulling at your limbs to check for a walker bite. Nothing. His gaze shifts to your basket, desperate for any answer. He freezes as he spots the pink mushroom, swearing under his breath.

Daryl fidgets for a second, biting his thumb nervously before disappearing with your basket in hand to dispose of it. It feels like hours he's gone and by the time he comes back, you're practically writhing on his cot. He crouches by your side, running his hand over your hair soothingly. You give him a look. He knows what's wrong, but he doesn't seem keen on telling you. He clears his throat.

“it's an aphrodisiac, that pink mushroom,” you frown as he explains, confusion laced with worry. “Ain't gonna kill ya, just painful if you're not being uh… stimulated.”

…Stimulated?

Oh.

Your body somehow feels hotter, and now all you can think about is how nervous and flushed Daryl looks at your side.

“Help me.” You feel just as shocked you said that out loud as he looks. He doesn't hesitate to shake his head.

“Nah, you're not in your right min-”

You cut him off. “I'm asking before I'm not in the right mind.”

He sighs, chewing on his thumb nervously again as he looks over your flushed body. Clearly considering it. When he finally speaks again, his voice is raspy. “Fine.”

Your clothes are off before you know it, face down in Daryl's pillow as he takes time to stretch you out with his fingers. Surrounded by his scent and touch, you can't decide if it's too much or not enough. “Hurry, please.” You arch your back further into his hold.

“Patience, woman.” He pulls back anyways, unbuckling his belt as swiftly as he can. He handled the mushroom as carefully as he could, so why does he feel like he needs you so desperately?

You sigh into his pillow as he rubs the head of his dick at your entrance before pushing in slowly. Despite how it felt like he took forever preparing you, he feels massive once he's fully inside. “God-”

Daryl doesn't wait to start moving his hips, his hands gripping either side of your waist to pull you back against him. You moan loudly with every thrust, causing Daryl to yank you up so he can press a hand over your mouth. His grunts and pants are directly by your ear now. “Gotta be quiet.”

You can't focus. Whether it's the mushroom or him, you can't tell. He seems to sense it somehow, the underlying burn of the aphrodisiac and how desperate you are to quell it. He holds you up as best he can, snaking his free hand down to rub over your clit in a way that has your eyes rolling back. You cum then, intense and unexpected. He lets your body rest mostly back onto the bed, but he doesn't stop.

He keeps fucking you through it, one hand still over your mouth and the other rubbing circles over your sensitive core until you're cumming again. Only then does he pull away. Pumping himself through his own orgasm, he grabs your ass as he comes onto it.

You collapse onto the bed, exhausted. Despite dealing with the effects of the aphrodisiac, there's still a warmness inside of you. A comforting kind. Daryl plops down on the bed next to you, as far away as the tiny bed allows. His expression is unreadable, but you work up the courage to shift closer anyway. He bites his lip, looking a little nervous again. You can't resist cupping his face.

“Do you regret it?” His tone is laced with melancholy, and there's a rare look of vulnerability in his eyes. Like he's expecting a yes.

“Do you regret helping me?”

“Nah.” You both huff out a tired laugh at the ridiculousness of everything that just happened. At least now you have each other.

𝐵𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝒾𝒹𝓈!

Darrel Curtis x Keith Mathews x Bimbo!Reader

cw -> threesome, blood⚠️, double penetration, pet names instead of Y/N, anal play, ass slapping, blowjob, some degradation, cursing?

Word Count -> 2.1K

This idea is FILTHY! Love it tho

The crimson-stained cotton balls and heavily coloured wash cloth sat rather depressingly on Darry’s bedside table, sitting only to be proof of the fact that your beloved was injured and in need of serious care. With a bloodied cheekbone and a bruised jaw, how could you not care for your darling?

Soft dabs of a new cotton ball with a little hydrogen peroxide on it was applied to the injury, cleaning off the red liquid with care as your expression was nothing but worried. You felt horrible for him! Those damned Socs..

“I said careful, you’re not makin’ it better, sweetie.” Darry hissed in slight pain from your pressured dabbing.

This had you pause your concerned movements, and instantly you began tending to his injuries more gently. Having manicured nails didn’t exactly help, but you did your best and Darry could see the effort you were putting in. You were so tender, so careful as you tried to help him instead of the opposite.

You had to go find bandaids, your ditzy mind hollered out to you. And with vigor, you found yourself scampering to the restroom where they kept all the first aid types of things. Consequently due to your running and carelessness, you had bumped into Two-Bit who had a soft grin on his face. Of course he would, he just got a free feel of your breasts.

“Whatcha lookin’ for, little lady?” He asked sweetly, following you to the restroom as you bent over to find the first aid kit under the sink. Poor Two-Bit had to look away for the sake of his blood rushing somewhere else.

“Bandaids! Darry got hurt earlier today, and not just from roofing!” You ululated, hurrying back with Two-Bit now following you back to spot the injured Darrel on his mattress.

While Two-Bit never quite worried about the tough muscle of a man, he could suddenly see that poor Darry had to put up with more than he realized. You, on the other hand, were just focused on being his little nurse, tending to his wounds and smiling all through it. Shoot, Darry couldn’t help but smile seeing you all optimistic about the situation.

Two-Bit had sat behind you, watching you assist Darry in putting on bandaids and some light wound cream before ‘kissing it better’, as you had dubbed the action. Darry had his hands on your waist, holding your curves so gently as you found yourself nestling against his chest out of worry.

Two-Bit’s smile was normally teasing or overly happy, but now it had melted into an expression of genuine serenity and affection. Look at his two lovelies, all cuddled up together despite Darry’s obvious sweat layer. It seemed like you didn’t quite care, and in all honesty, it was nice to see your affections laid out so truthfully and lovingly.

Two-Bit had to ruin the moment though, and ended up giving your rear a hard slap, not hard enough to hurt though. Just sting a bit. This had a yelp escaping you, and a giggle shortly after while Darry’s hand came to cover the area Two-Bit hit.

“Damn, little lady, you got a lovely pair o’ cheeks here. All perfect and round, barely hiding away in that small skirt of yours. Is this on purpose, baby?” Two-Bit asked with a slight hint of suggestive intent in his tone, his body pressing against yours which added weight to Darry.

With a blushing expression when Two-Bit lifted up your skirt, you tried to wiggle away out of embarrassment, yet only to be betrayed by Darry as his hands kept you where you were. Two-Bit had given you a look that had asked for permission to strip you down, and you with your ditzy little mind couldn’t really decode it, so you nodded.

This action made you help afterward as your panties and shirt were removed simultaneously by both men. You had to bite back a groan of discomfort when your breasts were now pressed a little too hard against Darry’s torso, but everything got more comfortable when your positions were switched entirely. Your ass was now high up and your face was in between Darry’s crotch. Poor you, he thought, but it didn’t last long when Two-Bit had begun to prod at your asshole with his middle finger for some prep.

“Go on, little lady, I’m sure Superman needs some prep too. Mind helpin’ him out?” Two-Bit smirked in a non-malicious manner, holding your asscheek with one hand to keep them spread while his fingers worked tirelessly to get your pretty hole open.

You hazily complied, manicured nails desperately fiddling with the fabric of Darry’s jeans as you worked your hands to unzip and unbutton the damned clothing. Hands gently pulling down the fabric of his boxers while his cock sprung free made a soft sigh of excitement leave you, your hands fisting his cock so gently as you found yourself submitting to the both of them.

Your puckered lips had found their way to his tip, kitten licking the soft skin as you made yourself accommodate to whatever they pleased. It was lazy, and both men could tell by how desperate your hips were jutting into Two-Bit’s hand and how hard you were sucking on Darry’s cock, but was it worth it for the pleasure and praise? Fuck yeah.

Darry’s large and bandaged hands were grasping diligently at your hair, pulling you down so you could suck in more of his length. Poor you, helpless and forced to succumb to their whims. You enjoyed it though, being their little sex dolly.

Two-Bit’s finger was removed from your asshole, the lovely puckered entrance a bit red from the consensual abuse it endured. But it was happily flexing in hopes it’d take in Two-Bit’s waiting cock, but for now, he watched as Darry had his fun with you. He couldn’t lie, it was a bit hot watching Darry furrow his brows and choke back little sobs of pleasure.

“Ohh, sweetheart, yes! Jus’ a little deeper, yeah? C’mon, c’mon baby..” Darry pushed the words out, his body spasming from just how weepy his cock was for you. Your breasts were in his line of sight, and the little sounds you made had him climbing up the walls of straight ecstasy. How could he not be close?

However, Two-Bit with that sneaky expression of his said something more than anyone could possibly decode, and he pulled you away from Darry right as the poor man got right up to the edge of the pleasure he wanted to find. It pained Darry to see your body being pulled away from him, only to be pushed back onto his body to lay him flat on his own mattress.

“Alright, little lady, you ready for us?” Two-Bit asked teasingly, his cock’s head playing around with the puckered hole of your rear.

Meanwhile Darry was stunned to oblivion with your breasts squishing his face, and for a second or two, he didn’t quite know how to react. Until you gave one of the softest moans to jolt him out of his trance, his hand moving to grab the base of his cock as he awaited further instruction. Now, Darry was a man of discipline and order, but good God, he found it so hard to do so with you just pinning him down unintentionally.

With a pitter patter of your hands adjusting, Two-Bit looked down at Darry and gave a small nod with a smirk attached to it. Oh god, did they have something mutually planned? You feared for the sake of your pussy and your ass that it wouldn’t be too bad, but no, you knew them both well enough.

“Be gentle please..” You whimpered uncontrollably as they began trying to push their hardened lengths into you simultaneously; it wasn’t very pleasant.

Two-Bit responded with a chuckle, his hips bucking to send his cock right into your puckered little asshole, causing a little yelp to rip from your throat as Darry tried to situate himself inside you as well. With a bit of fiddling, he finally managed to get his own urethra in between your labia, the tantalizing flesh becoming all too tempting before his hips pushed up to meet yours.

With a broken cry of his name, everything had begun. Harsh thrusts from Two-Bit had made your breasts begin bouncing in sync with the momentum set by him, the sight causing Darry to whimper in admiration. Why did you have to be so damn sexy? It was like you were just made to take care of them.

You were helplessly moaning and writhing in their motions, eyes rolled to the back of your head as soft strings of drool were daring to pour out of your mouth and onto Darry’s face. But you couldn’t let that happen! Not when they were making you fly to cloud nine with them. You looked absolutely blissed out, fucked dumb by two cocks hitting every spot that had you gushing endlessly for them.

Poor Darry, he could feel Two-Bit’s cock in your ass from your inner walls, the pressure causing your pussy to be tighter than he’s ever felt it. He was in heaven for all he cared.

“Oh yeah little lady, you feelin’ it? Listen to Darry moanin’ like a little bitch in heat, yeah? Can you believe that’s your doin’? Oh baby, yeah, moan louder!” Two-Bit chided, a hand slapping the fat of your ass to elicit a moan deep from your throat.

Darry was almost disgusted by how filthy Two-Bit’s mouth could be, but he was too focused on trying to chase that orgasmic pleasure bubbling in the base of his cock. The lower part of his abdomen was tightening as he climbed that staircase to heaven on Earth, and he swore that there were flashing lights and a pit of dizziness threatening to swallow every nerve in his body.

You, on the other hand, were loving every damned second of the moment. Engulfed in such pleasure and with a mind the size of a pea, how could you not? Your brain was helplessly chanting, “More! More! More!”, while your mouth was focused on vociferating all the pleasure through sounds such as moans and whimpers and gasps.

Your own orgasm began to brew in your lower stomach, the feeling becoming all too strong like a spring continuing to be pushed downward and downward. Inevitably, like any other thing, there was only a certain amount of time one could hold on for until it eventually became too hard to hold onto.

“Ohh, close! So close, so close, please! I’m so close, oh God!” You mewled, tears freely streaming down your cheeks as pleasure began to burn every little nerve and vein of your body. This moment was great for masturbation later on.

“Yeah, little lady, tha’s it. Y’gonna cum for us like the good little slut you are, yeah? Be a good girl, let it out.” Two-Bit sneered, hands gripping almost deathly hard as he pounded into you harder, making your body hit Darry’s so you all could get equal amounts of pleasure.

Two-Bit’s adamance on your climax had you trembling, and soon enough, the little cord in your tummy had snapped as you squealed and released on Darry’s hard on with vigor.

This had your pussy walls spasming and pulsating, as well as your asshole, which had caused both men to find their orgasm through your own. And just as you were coming down from that delicious high, the two men were starting theirs.

It was only whimpers and gasps heard for a moment or two until everything went almost eerily silent, but you were jolted out of that when Two-Bit took you off of Darry’s body and plopped you down beside the injured man, moving himself beside you so you laid in the middle. Everything had grown warm and fuzzy as you rested so calmly between the two.

Darry was now cuddled at your side, pressing the softest kisses to your jaw in gratitude for all that you’d done while Two-Bit had nestled himself onto your cleavage, using your chest as a temporary pillow while he pressed a rough kiss to your sternum.

Everything was silent and perfect, so calm and peaceful. You were about to drift off to sleep, tired from everything you felt, and slowly you were succumbing to the strength of your exhaustion. Until you heard a gruff tone say, “Two-Bit, I swear, no more o’ that random shit. I almost got heart palpitations.”

It was Darry of course, complaining like he always did. All Two-Bit did was chuckle and cover you three with the blanket before whispering a soft “g’night” and falling asleep. You had followed shortly after until it was just Darry by himself. Begrudgingly, he closed his eyes and tried to go to bed as well.

He needed the rest too.

I wanted to do it so badly so i did it.

I didnt sleep a second this night lmao

Just gonna @ some people cause they made great content about Ouat : @prismatica-the-strange @mischievousgraxaim @truthmakesallthingsplain @themadlostgirl

Literally me

me clocking tf out after reading every farleigh start fic on this godforsaken app