Please🙏🙏😭

I was super happy! Thank you very much ☺️🥰✨

Hiii, I noticed you're missing... is everything okay with you?

I know I've asked you for a loottt and I'm sorry to bother you again, but I was wondering if you could write a smut fanfic where Y/n is a successful young woman who has her dream job. Her life was perfect until the company she worked for went bankrupt and merged with a super famous corporation.

Her CEO, Patrick Wilson, was an extremely handsome, hot, irresistible man – and now, her new boss. Which would be wonderful, if he wasn't the most arrogant and asshole man in the world, with a huge ego.

What should have been a dream became your worst nightmare. He was obsessed with work, nothing you did was good enough, he didn't treat you well and he even acted as if you were some kind of personal assistant to him.

Patrick kept you so busy that you had absolutely no time for anything. It seemed like the only thing that made that insufferable man happy and gave you some pleasure was making your life hell.

Nothing was going well and you were already fed up with him. Then, to make matters worse, a rumor reached your ears that Patrick was going to lay off some people due to budget cuts – and you were among them. Feeling completely wronged, your patience reached its limit.

Furious, you storm into his office, determined to take out all the anger he'd been putting on you all this time. After all, you were going to be fired anyway... However, things don't go as expected, since having sex with your boss wasn't in your plans.

With age difference, size difference, angry sex, rough sex, F+M receiving oral sex, fingering, masturbation, blowjob, face fucking, slapping, hair pulling, sucking, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, compliment kink, name calling, riding, face down on the table, dirty talk, pussy slapping, cum swallowing, face slapping, choking, punishment, domination kink (Patrick dominating) and whatever else you want! Pleaseeee 🙏🙏❤️✨

Because until today I've never seen a fanfic like this with Patrick... And I would love it so much 🥰🥰 (just remembering that you don't need to have all these warnings if you don't want ☝️)

Hi! Yes, I am in fact alive - but the new job and work commute are keeping me on my toes and pretty busy.

BUT I have few OS planned (and almost finished chapters for the Eleanor x PWilz story) so that'll happen soon

And I like your request! So I think I'll write you an one shot for reader X CEO Patrick

(I am in general always taking requests so feel free to ask)

Thank you so much for writing this fanfic for me! I'm completely in love with Ross and your fanfic is one of my favorites without a doubt! I've read it several times and rewatched the movie because of it. Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart 💖 Your stories are incredible and I love each and every one of them 😍🥰☺️✨

Grass Feeding the Grass

Smut based off the movie adaptation of Stephen King and Joe Hill’s In the Tall Grass. I love Stephen King, and I love Patrick Wilson and his characters.

Ross x reader, first person pov, Patrick Wilson x YOU

Word count: about 1k

Reader replaces Becky. No description of reader besides mentions of her being pregnant, being smaller than him, and wearing Becky’s dress. I couldn’t help my mind from wandering to this scenario while watching the movie. I was like yes please.😀

WARNINGS: PURE SMUT, 18+, MDNI, NON-CON/RAPE, rough sex, implied age gap, degradation, humiliation, semi public sex, voyeurism?, choking, size kink af. Just don’t read if not comfortable. This one is DARK.

I hit the ground hard, my head spinning and body trembling, as Ross loomed over me. I screamed in absolute horror as he pinned me to the ground with my hands above my head.

“Want to see the rock? Want to lay on it naked, and feel me in you, beneath the pinwheel stars, while the grass sings our names?“

“Nooo, please, stop,” is what I choked out, but my body was screaming the opposite. It must have been something in the air or maybe in the grass that seemed to emanate magic. My arms had no more fight as I looked up at him through my tears. His words, that maniacal look in his eyes, and the moonlight rippling off his biceps as he held me down, it was all too much. I couldn’t be held accountable the way my body was starting to react to his. Ross must have noticed this too because he laughed in a knowing and almost condescending way. I could only whimper as he lowered his face to my exposed neck.

“I think you do. Don’t you?” He smiled that creepy smile against my neck. “Or maybe she does…” he said while one of his hands moved to my pussy under my dress.

I screamed again. I said no, but it didn’t matter. I wanted it.

“Yeah I think you like this. I watched all of your resolve give out while you were looking at my body. You want to be pinned down and raped by me while six months pregnant. Your eyes turned from fear to lust. Don’t they go hand in hand so often?”

He began sucking at my neck and gently rubbing my cunt through my drenched panties, as I whimpered and moaned. I could imagine the dirt underneath me turning to mud as my arousal soaked through my thin cotton dress. I was a mess as his kissing and sucking gave way to hard biting. Hard enough to draw blood. I felt it slide down my neck and into the grass where it blossomed and flourished along with my other fluids. We were grass feeding the grass.

Quickly, he pulled my panties to the side, and shucked off his pants. I was powerless to get away. He was so much bigger and stronger than me. I watched as he removed his underwear, freeing his massive cock. No, no, no, no, I think I was babbling as he returned to his previous position over me and lined himself up with my slick entrance. I screamed as he forced himself inside of me in one quick motion, almost effortlessly as I was so ready.

“Ohh fuck.” He moaned as he stilled, waiting for me to accommodate the rest of him. I was crying and whimpering louder now. He was impossibly big as he split me in half, and it hurt as much as it felt good.

“I know. I know. I’m so big.” He whispered mockingly into my ear as my whimpers turned to moans, and he started rocking his hips into me. “You’ll have no trouble pushing this baby out once I get done with you, Sweetheart.”

I screamed. He wasn’t Travis, and he wasn’t the father of my baby, making this all the more twisted.

“Don’t cry pretty girl. You want this. The grass wants this.” His hands explored my body as he sped up the pace of his hips meeting mine. The pain was giving way to pleasure.

“Get off of me.” I said one last time while looking up at him. I didn’t sound very convincing. Ross’ gaze hadn’t left me this entire time, watching as my body moved with his. His eyes seemed to light up with fiery arousal at my pleas.

“Feel it, Darlin’. Let yourself feel it.”

“Nooo,” I screamed again, but felt a familiar burning inside my core as my orgasm built.

“Yes that’s it. I can feel how much you love this. Can you feel how much the grass loves this?”

With my release climbing, the grass had stood taller, and seemed to chant like a low chorus. I could suddenly feel a million eyes on me. They were watching and began to vibrate and pulse with our bodies. Their music rose from the low chant to a higher pitched song. Their voices seemed to build in time with my body. I moaned and writhed, urging myself not to come on my rapist’s cock, as he watched on in complete bliss.

“They’re all watching you. Come, and let us fertilize the grass,” Ross said through labored breaths. He was getting close too, as his movements were becoming sloppily love drunk. “Come on my cock, Darlin’.”

The last part came out as a growl as his big, strong hands wrapped around my throat, effectively cutting off my breathing. His muscles flexed as he did, and that was all it took for my pathetic cunt to begin spasming around his insanely large cock. The sounds I made in the process were as inhuman as the grass chorus. Their sound had risen and reached a crescendo.

Then it was like the earth stood still for a second, and it was beautiful. A single tear rolled down my cheek as his hands suddenly crushed my windpipe. My eyes went wide, and he smiled that wicked smile and came inside of me with one last thrust.

I was dead in an instant, but he stayed there a while longer just stroking my hair. I was his eternally. I would soon return from the grass I died in. And he would be ready for me again.

TAGLIST: @sthefany16

I will write more Patrick Wilson character x reader smut. I’ve always loved him in Insidious and the Conjuring, and I just recently watched the Watchmen and boy do I have ideas.

Thank you very much ☺️☺️ I will definitely use it as wallpaper 😍🥰😻✨

For @sthefanywilson7305

For charity

Can someone write a really hardcore smut fanfic about Orm Marius, showing how bad and arrogant he was as king of Atlantis?

With a small age and height difference, F submission, M+F masturbation, degradation kink, compliment kink, hair pulling kink, choking kink, domination kink, rough and angry sex, choking and spanking kink, M+F oral sex, pussy slapping, cum swallowing, orgasm denial for her (all the smut) 🙏🙏😭🛐♥️

Hiii guys! I bring some unfortunate news...

So, I created this new blog because some posts that I really like were hidden, and I want everyone to be able to see them. So… I'll be reposting everything here and hope that all of you who love Patrick Wilson can find them too. 🥰🥰

Here are some pictures of Patrick that I think are beautiful (and have always wanted to post!)

I've been thinking about... 🫦😈😍✨

Someone can write a dirty fanfic about Agent Lynch in the movie The A-Team.

Where Y/n is a cheeky criminal who was arrested by him and wants to seduce him to try to escape from prison, biting her lips occasionally, spreading her legs for him sensually under the table during the interrogation, making double-meaning comments, trying to provoke him subtly.

Meanwhile, Lynch, who is a completely cold and calculating man, watches the spectacle that Y/n is putting on curiously, wanting to see how far you are capable of going to free yourself (but he is an asshole and may not let you escape, your choice 😉). completely satisfied with being completely in control of the situation.

Maybe he even enjoys your attempt… but he is not willing to let you get away so easily.

With age difference, height difference, masturbation (M+F), slapping, oral sex (M+F), overstimulation, orgasm denial, hair pulling, rough sex, angry sex, gagging, domination kink, degradation kink, praise kink, choking kink, hair pulling, gagging, blowjob, face fucking, biting, cum swallowing and everything you want!🙏🙏🛐❤️

New Idea✨

Someone can write an smut fanfic where Y/n challenges Orm saying that he is not her king and that he has no authority over her.

So the Atlantean decides to take advantage of the opportunity to punish her and demonstrate the power he has over her, having sex with her all night without letting her cum, making her beg for his cock and call him my king.

With M+F masturbation, blowjobs, M+F oral sex, angry sex, cum swallowing, deep throat, rough oral sex, pussy slapping, hair pulling, slapping, face slapping, gagging, cursing, rough sex, degradation kink, praise kink, choking kink, domination kink, (the Atlantean slaps his dick on her face) overstimulation, (Orm makes her ride him, but he is too big and she has trouble continuing…)

So after a few days you decide to get revenge and tie Orm to the bed and completely dominate him, making him delirious with pleasure, masturbating him, sucking and riding his dick until Orm begs you to let him cum🫣🙏🙏♥️

Aahh (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) I'm completely in love 😍✨

Thank you very much 🥰🥰

Requested by @sthefanywilson7305

Thank you so much for writing this fanfic for me! I read and reread it every time with great affection. Your stories are completely wonderful and I am completely in love with them 🥰😍☺️✨

Hiii, can you write a smut that Orm gets jealous and makes Y/n suck him in the throne room, And makes her call him Ocean Master🙏🙏 with face fucking, spanking, angry sex, choking, hair pulling and anything else you want As much as you want to write ❤️❤️

Whelp...I didn't get to the spanking but I hope I did ok enough!

            You and Orm had been fighting a lot recently. It wasn’t normal. From the moment you two met years ago there hadn’t been an angry word between you and now you couldn’t stop shouting at each other. Orm intrinsically understood all the fighting was his fault. He was letting his insecurities get the best of him, but it was hard not to. Everything had been ripped from him, his home, his former fiancée, his teacher. He went from beloved Prince Orm to the black fish seemingly overnight. Sure, Arthur and Mera forgave him for his heroics when he saved junior, but the people of Atlantis had long memories. Besides, you were like, really hot and it annoyed him that you weren’t around much anymore.

            You were a general in the Atlantean army. Your tactical know-how and battle prowess were legendary. So much so the Brine King himself asked for your hand in marriage. On top of that, you were incredibly intelligent with a special interest in what Arthur called ‘anthropology’. You went out of your way to learn about the people of the Seven Kingdoms of Atlantis and now, the surface world. Arthur relied on you heavily for diplomacy, which took you away a lot. Now, you were spending more time with Arthur than Orm was comfortable with. Thus, all the fighting.

            Orm was in the throne room, looking at the seat of Atlantis, trying his best not to grind his teeth into his gums. “Your highness?” Your voice rings out clear. The title irritates him further, you, his beloved, don’t call him that, you call him by his name. He turns around, glaring at you. You meet it with a stony look of your own. “Is this what we’re reduced to?” He asks, “Honorifics?”

“Well, you’re not acting much like a lover these days.” Orm feels his eye twitch. “Neither have you.”

“What’s the supposed to mean?” He doesn’t miss the hurt in your voice, but he’s seeing red. He swims up to you, only stopped by your hand around his throat. It isn’t enough to hurt, but he knows if you decide to squeeze, he’ll be in a pain he’d never felt before. “Why are you spending so much time with Arthur?” His tone is accusatory, yours is flat when you respond. “It’s my job.”

“You’re late coming back to our quarters,”

“We have a lot to discuss.”

“You spend a lot of time in here.”

“It’s the throne room, of course we do.”

“You’re alone with him.” He feels your fingers tighten in frustration. Something in Orm’s cock stirs. “Only because I have to be.”

“Because you want to be.” He snaps. Your fingers tighten to a painful degree as you bring him close. Another thrill runs through him. “What has gotten into you?”

“How do you think it looks when my woman spends all her free time with Arthur? Hm? How does it look to outsiders when you two leave this place alone after hours of being here. What do you wonder they’re thinking you two get up to?” You snarl and push him back with so much force he hits the throne with a small ‘oof’. “What do others think or what you think?” You spit at him. “Do you honestly think I’d go for someone like Arthur when I have you?”

            There’s a heavy silence that lingers between you two for a long time. You’d given him the validation he wanted, but his mind was clouding over with lust. He liked you aggressive. “Prove it,” Orm challenges, “Prove you like me better.” You roll your eyes in exasperation, crossing your arms. “And how do you propose I do that?” He doesn’t answer you, instead he considers you. You’re so beautiful, floating in front of him, angry, done with his shit. “Well?” You growl. That’s it, that’s all it takes for him to be at full mast.

            Not caring if you two get caught, Orm undoes his suit enough to bring his cock out. You look at it, mouth open in disbelief. “Are you insane?” You hiss. “No,” Orm says smiling, “I’m the Ocean Master,” You balk at him refusing to believe this was happening. “You said you wanted to prove to me you like me better, prove it.” He motions to his length. With only a few moments hesitation you relent. He swears he gets harder just knowing what you’re about to do as you swim to him. You begin to undo your own suit, but he puts up a hand to stop you. “Suck.” Is his simple command.

            You say nothing as you take position. He adjusts his posture, giving you better access. You waste no time in licking a long strip from base to tip. “No teasing,” He demands. You follow directions and pop the head in your mouth and give a particularly hard suck. He lets his head fall back at the phenomenal sensation. You set a brutal pace; what you can’t reach with your mouth you reach with your hands. He knows you can take him all the way and wants that from you now. You aren’t giving it to him, and that’s frustrating.

            He places his hands on either side of your head. You understood the significance of this action and place your hands on his thighs, bracing yourself for what’s coming. Even in his frustration and anger he waits for your silent signal to go ahead. You tap his thigh twice. You’re ready, good. He thrust into your mouth, stay there for a few seconds before pulling back out.

            It’s vicious, the way he fucks your mouth. You suck every time he pulls out and he just barely remembers to wait a few moments for you to take a breath. But this is what he needs, your permission to use you as he sees fit. To fuck you as he pleases. Who else would allow him to do this to them for free if not someone that truly cared for him? He climaxes within minutes, making sure he empties himself down your throat before ripping you off him. You’re gasping for breathe the moment he does, ignoring the spurts of cum that float around you.

            He pulls you into a standing position, undoes the bottom of your suit and turns you around so your ass faces him. If you two were in your private quarters, he’d take the time to return the favor. Taking your clit into his mouth and sucking you dry, but this wasn’t about you right now. Without waiting for you to say anything he grabs your hips and pulls you into his lap, his thick cock enters your wet cunt with ease. Good, you were at least enjoying this. “Move,” He commands. You begin to bounce, letting out little gasps of pleasure.

            He was a long way off in terms or orgasm, but you weren’t. He could tell from the way your pussy fluttered around him. His eyes rolled so far to the back of his head he nearly found his brain. “Don’t you dare cum until I tell you to,” He growls. He pulls you back to his chest, hand closing around your neck this time. His free hand manages to wiggle its way between your legs to find your clit. He rubs harsh circles, reveling in the sound of your whimpering. The position is awkward for you, so you can’t bounce up and down like you so desperately want to. You settle with grinding. “Who do you belong to?” He asks. “Orm Marius,” you say, his fingers tighten around your throat. He asks the question again, “Who do you belong to?”

“His highness, Prince Orm.” The hand around your throat tightens more. He’s aware that you’ll be blacking out if he leaves his grip that tight for long, he hopes you get the answer right this time. “Who-”

“O-ocean Master!” You manage weakly. His smile is wicked as he loosens his grip. “That’s right,” he tells you, allowing you a little more space to bounce. “That’s right, you belong to me, not to Arthur. Not to the king of Atlantis, but to me.”

“I don’t want to belong to anyone else.” He hadn’t expected your comment. It strikes a chord with him. You continue, “No one else is as good as you. No one fucks me like you, no one makes me come as hard as you. There’s no one else but you, Ocean Master, no one.” His ego stroked to the fullest, Orm decides to reward you for being such a good girl. Quicker than you can fathom, he switches positions. You’re bent over an arm of the throne, the metal digging painfully into your skin. Orm, his hands on your hips, is thrusting into you from behind. It wasn’t fast, but it was rough. Every time he pulls out and pushes back in you see stars. “Please, I won’t last much longer.” You tell him, gripping onto the back of the throne for support.

            You think your pleas fall on def ears until you hear him say, “Cum for me.” It’s as if your body is awaiting such a command. He watches as you writhe beneath him, coming hard around him. He groans at the feeling of your pussy squeezing him, milking him for everything he has, he lets himself go inside you, painting your walls with thick ropes of cum. You two stay in that position for a long while before you gather yourself and redo your clothing.

            You turn to him finally, lips pursed. “Do you feel better now?” You ask him. Actually, he felt foolish about the entire thing, but he nodded instead. “Good,” You bring him in for a deep kiss. He feels so silly for doubting you he can’t bring himself to look in your eyes. “We will never do this in the throne room again, do you understand?” He nods. “I mean it. Never.”

            He gives you another quick kiss. “Just the one time,” He promises. For the first time in weeks, you gave him a smile. He’s relieved. All the pressure building between you two had dissipated. “I love you,” He whispers, pressing his forehead to yours. “I love you too,” you tell him. “Now, go back to our quarters,” you say, pulling away from him. “I’ll be along in a few moments; I have another meeting to attend.” Orm frowns, “What could Arthur possibly want to talk about this time?”

            You frown and shake your head, swimming away from him, “My meeting is with the Ocean Master,” You inform him, “Something about a performance review.” You shrug and disappear into the hall. Orm smiles to himself wondering how he got so lucky to find a woman like you.

Someone??🥺🥺

Hi, can someone write a smut fanfic in which all the girls of Atlantis kneel before the Ocean Master and are completely obedient and in love with the king except Y/N, and this makes him mad. But everything changes. Orm decides to get satisfaction from you by cornering you and taking you to his room to have a serious talk.

With age difference, height difference, degradation kink, compliment kink, hair pulling kink, choking kink, domination kink, facial fucking, M+F masturbation, M+F oral sex, pussy slapping, cum swallowing, orgasm denial for her, slapping, hair pulling, rough sex, hickeys, swearing and whatever you want! 🙏🙏❤️❤️