that’s literally teacake

just the tip with teacake—

MDNI//SMUT: [unsafe] vaginal sex, nipple play, shy!teacake, a smidge of degradation

rolling teacake over with a smirk, pressing your hands into the front of his broad shoulders, his hair splayed out on the pillow behind him like a halo

he’s staring up at you with his lips parted just slightly, because this is still a new relationship and both of you have been taking your time with each other—all glancing touches and soft kisses

but this—you, taking charge, ending up on top, his hard cock resting between your bodies, you grinding down against him so your lips spread along his length, framing it on either side as you rolling your hips into him—

got a wish list (but i just want you)

pairing: travis “teacake” meacham x reader

You were going to kill him. And then you were going to kill yourself, but first you were going to kill him.

It’s your own fault, really.

try hard masterlist

uni!keys / band!keys x fem!reader

content: uni!keys, band!keys, kinda strangers (reader didn't know keys before but he does know reader) to "friends" to... we'll see how it progresses, keys is obsessed (not in a weird way), reader is dating his bandmate

summary: after spending months watching you all over campus, keys finds out you're dating his friend and bandmate and decides that you deserve way better.

warnings: fluff, eventual smut +18 MDNI, probably yearning, cheating (not keys ofc), specific warnings on each chapter and some others may be added here

word count: soon

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teaser under here ↓

it was another loud friday night, at this point it had become routine to spend most of your weekends drinking cheap beer and tolerating the assholes that ran the fraternity.

because your boyfriend was one of them.

when you first met keys your initial thought was that he didn’t fit in with all this, the whole stereotyped party guy. he was sweet, quiet and reserved compared to the rest of them; but, everything made sense when he explained he had joined because a friend of his insisted, and well, it did implied cheaper housing.

that being said, it didn’t mean he didn’t know how to enjoy a party. the two of you were tucked in the corner of the overcrowded couch, the music too loud for anyone to hear each other speak, you keep leaning down to yell in keys’ ear every time you wanted to say something and the drinks you had were making your body feel warm.

⋆.𐙚 ̊ on the desk

steve harrington x female!reader

my navigation

summary: your boyfriend takes you on his desk

w.c: 1,6k

warnings: oral !female receiving, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, not proofread

“steve” you moan your boyfriend’s name as he glides his tongue over your entrance. you’re laying on your back on top of his wooden desk, your feet resting on steve’s shoulders as he held your left thigh open with one of his hands and the other played with your nipple under an old shirt of his you were wearing, adding to the sensation of his slight stubble between your legs.

pairing: teacake meacham/f!reader wc: 12.8k tags: friends to lovers, love confessions, lil bit of crying? first bad and then good, kinda body worship, mirror sex, [unsafe] vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, creampie, multiple orgasms a/n: *shaking and crying* they don’t know how they feel your honor

part 1: reciprocal

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If you had a nickel for every time you had to call Teacake from the bus stop in the pouring rain… you’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird (and kind of fucking annoying) that it happened twice.

“Hey,” he said, actually answering the phone on your first try this time. “It’s raining!”

“It sure is,” you replied, but this time, his good mood wasn’t going to affect you. Because you’d just been blown off by the guy you’d been seeing for the last six months, Zack. Things had been, actually, getting serious. You’d met his parents, spent more time at his apartment than your own, and he’d been hinting at giving you a key lately.

That didn’t seem likely anymore.

𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬)

“No! No! I hate you! NOOO!”

A bubblegum-pink unicorn goes sailing across the Harrington living room.

Hazel’s screams chase after it, shrill and relentless. Steve flinches at the pitch, a half-second wince he manages to smother almost instantly. Just like the parenting book told him to do.

De-escalate by modeling calm behavior.

Sure. Easy enough on paper.

He swallows the sigh clawing up his throat. God knows he’s swallowed about fifty today. At this point his ribs feel bruised from all the breaths he’s refused to let out.

It’s been like this since breakfast.     

Pls ignore all of this. All the run-ons and errors. It’s all unedited. Everything… idk I just typed and needed to post for my sanity. Again IGNORE ME.

keys x reader blurb

Keys McKey was a pouty drama queen. He was never mean or harsh when he had a bad day. Except he did have an attitude— only sometimes… okay you’d be rich for the amount of eye-rolls he gave on these days. Another sign was his neat freak personality. Which has been toned down since you moved in (not that you aren’t neat but the guy has an inventory list of his cleaning supplies. You were lucky if you remembered where you last left your cleaning spray.)

You always know when it’s a bad day for him when he comes home and goes straight to cleaning. Sometimes you guiltily love these days because the fridge gets cleaned of leftovers that’s been in the fridge for too long— but you always keep for some god forsaken reason. He catches all the little things you don’t always see like dust or a crumb.

Then he’ll go straight his desk and turn on his gaming console and play Stardew Valley of all games. He says it relaxes him because if he were to play any of his other games in this state of mind he might end up making a kid cry.

yes.

This is Different

Travis 'Teacake' Meacham x Reader

Chapter 3: So Whaddya Think?

Summary: Travis makes you an offer you can't refuse.

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Talking about their asshole exes, Smoking weed, drinking, Touch Starved!Reader, Discussion of kinks, FWB negotiations, Dom!Travis popping in to say hello

Author's Note: Guys. I need this man and I need him now. It's actually so serious 🫠

Somewhere in the last couple of weeks, your friendship with Travis grew into the kind of relationship you can't picture your life without anymore. You don't have many of those and the ones that do exist normally come from years of the other person slowly unraveling your layers and you letting them in bit by bit.

Though Travis manages to do all that in just a few weeks. The way he just opens up to you like it's second nature amazes you. What's even more incredible is how comfortable you feel with him to do the same. Travis fills every space in your life, physically and mentally, yet never feels like too much. He just fits.

He also never seems to run out of things to talk about, but unlike most extroverts you've met, he doesn't drain you at all. Talking with him has zero expectations, he's happy to sit there and talk at you if you're feeling more quiet, offering him little more than the occasional smile or nod.

That's how the two of you are currently spending your Friday night, spread out on the couch he has on his back deck. You're leaning back against the armrest, smoking a joint and listening to Travis ramble about everything he learned you shouldn't do at Coachella when he went for the first time last year.

You've also got your feet in his lap and he massages them absentmindedly while he talks. "And assumin' I'd be fine with the communal showers at the campground? Absolute rookie mistake. Lines are always two hours long at least."

His big hands squeeze the ball of your foot and it feels so good that the sensation goes straight to your core. Your mind wanders to other things he probably does well with his hands before you stomp down that ever present desire trying to bubble its way to the surface again.

This is the one difficult part of your friendship: your ever growing attraction to Travis.

your new neighbour

no warnings, just fluff

Doris across the hall had told you that your new next door neighbour had just come out of prison. She had heard it from 6F who had heard it from the postman and Doris being Doris, she had wasted no time in telling you.

She had also slipped you a can of pepper spray.

"Just in case," Doris had whispered to you, slipping the small can into your hand as you come by to hand her the post you had collected for her. "You never know with these ex-convicts."

You raise a sceptical brow but you don't tell her she was being paranoid—despite the fact she was most definitely being paranoid. You had yet to meet your new neighbour properly but you decided to reserve judgement until you met him.

Which you do—just a few hours later.

It was late—around half nine at night and you were heading out to grab some late night baking supplies after you had the urge to bake some cookies. You hum to yourself as you wait by the elevator, drumming your fingers against your thigh as you watch the floor numbers.

"You going down?"

(not) spidey keys

keys mckey x reader

summary: after your boyfriend shows up at the cinema to watch brand new day wearing spiderman's mask you ask him to wear it while he fucks you.

warnings: smut +18 mdni, cursing, kissing, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, mask stays on.

wc: 2k

author's note: im too spiderman pilled rn and i know keys would be too. his head too square he'd be in dat mask looking like a funko pop.

you always knew your boyfriend was a nerd. it was no surprise for anyone.

you knew it even before speaking to him for the first time, he would always show up everywhere wearing those dorky shirts that most of the time you didn't even have a clue what game or movie they were about.

keys being a nerd was a known fact, something so normal that you wouldn't even blink twice whenever he started rambling about the new game he was playing or making references to comics you didn't know.

that being said, it definitely was a surprise when he turned up to your friday night date with a spiderman mask on.

please go bother juls to write a second part with full spidey suit please please please