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velocesainz · 2 months

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Hii!

Could you possibly do a Percy Jackson smut with Percy fucking the brat out of reader, his rival? Rough sex with degrading and praise pls and ty 🫶🏼🫶🏼

A/n:This was quite an interesting request for me to write, thank you for the idea! All character have been aged up (19-20)

More than rivalry

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Summary: Percy gets jealous seeing you (his rival) with another boy and decides to fuck you to make sure you remember that you are his but you end up being too cocky for his liking

Warnings: smut, degradation

Pairing: Percy x daughter of Zeus! Reader

Reader pov:

I was practising my archery skills with some Apollo kids and we were actually having a lot of fun

Over the time I had spent Robert over the past few days perfecting my archery we both really grew close together

He was one of the very few people at camp who were actually friends with me for me and not because I was Zeus’s daughter.

While we were training I clumsily fell over a rock and was about to go crash into the ground but Robert caught me in time.

We stayed in the position for a little bit not knowing what to do.

We looked at each other with soft and gentle eyes, like how friends would rather than people who like each other though it seemed otherwise to most.

It was a sweet moment we both were trying to savour when a bellowing voice split us apart

“Oi thunder witch! What are you doing, let the poor guy out of his misery and do some practising on your own yea?” Yelled the voice that I really didn’t want to hear right now

Percy motherfucking Jackson

“Ocean ass how about you go bother someone else. He’s here with me at his own will for your kind information. Care more about your friends yea?” I retorted

I wanted to leave the arena as fast as possible so I bid Robert goodbye and left for my cabin

Percy pov:

Crisis averted.

I didn’t let Robert and y/n have their moment.

Why the fuck out of all the girls here does Robert have to go for y/n?

He has like a hundred girls dying for him.

Doesn’t he know she’s mine?

I know we seem like enemies but I wish to fuck like every second of the day at this point

She’s just so beautiful and that attitude damn.

I had a plan to get y/n away from every other guy, not just Robert.

Reader pov:

I was sitting in my cabin reading a book when I heard a knock on my door

That’s odd, I thought

Nobody was usually free at this hour in the evening

Everyone was too busy scheming for capture the flag except me of course

I wasn’t allowed to participate along with Percy since we were a tad bit overpowered

I walked over and opened the door and before I could figure out who it was they shoved me against the wall and started kissing me

I pushed the figure away and tried to run but they caught me

“Don’t try to run bitch. You need to be taught a lesson. Now be a good little slut and listen to what I say or the consequences will be severe for you” the figure whispered in my ear.

Then I realised who it was

Percy.

I was feeling cocky today so I decided to tease him a little

“You sure you can be intimidating and dominating seaweed brain? I don’t think you can even satisfy me forget punishing me”I replied with a smirk gracing my features

“Oh you asked for this whore. By the time I’m done with you you will be so dumb for my cock that you won’t even remember your name. Just you wait “ he said in a Husky voice which turned me on more than I would like to admit

He started removing my clothes as fast as he could and I couldn’t help but sneak in a cheeky comment

“Desperate are we?” Boy oh boy was this a bad decision

“I’m going to fuck that cocky attitude right out of you. You really just can’t keep your mouth shut can you whore?” Percy said and threw me in my bed

Undressing himself he got on the bed and made his way towards me like a predator approaching its prey

He moved my panties to the side and roughly shoved his cock inside me without any warning

“A-ah p-p-Percy that hurts sto-“ I was cut off by a slap I received

“Shut the fuck up slut. You were the one who was acting all cocky just a few minutes ago. Bitches like you don’t deserve to be cared for” Percy panted as he continued thrusting in and out

His pace was ungodly. He kept thrusting in and out of me letting my pussy drink up his cock

I felt like I was losing my mind as he hit my g-spot repeatedly completely abusing it

“O-oh fuck your pussy is tight. G-gods I’m going to come. Ah yea just like that” He whispered huskily

“I am going to cum too Percy” I told him

“No no. You don’t get to cum you little slut. You’ve been a really back whore for me. You don’t get to cum today, deal with it yourself” Percy said as he came in me

He got dressed quickly and left leaving me a panting and unsatisfied mess

Goddamit jackson.

A/n: let me know if you guys liked this fic or if you have any feedback! Requests are still on hold unfortunately but they’ll be opened soon. Kissies ✨

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pandorascripts · 1 year

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hi :) can i request wednesday x reader where reader has anger issues and self harms by burning/bruising her arm, and wednesday noticed bc reader forgot a jacket on before letting wednesday in her room? she confronts her thinking she got like jumped or something and comforts her ab the self harm? thank you :)

Hot Rage and Cold Tears

warnings: self harm, and a bit of angst.

pairing: wednesday x gn!humantorch!reader

note: thank you for the request :^). If anyone of you guys are struggling with self harm, please know it will get better. I know it sounds stupid, coming from someone who’s never experienced it, but please, please know you’ll be okay. It’ll take time.

note 2.0: I did deviate a little from the start, instead it’s in a classroom. hope u enjoy <3 and I tried out a gender neutral reader! there’s like two uses of r’s pronouns and it’s only for a split second, so if you prefer she/her or he/him, you’re totally able to just ignore it :^

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As you walked down the hallways of Nevermore Academy, stares of disapproval and disgust followed your every more. Your skin was practically boiling, and it would be soon if you didn’t get a grip. Taking deep breathes to remind yourself to calm down, you continued your walk to the quad.

Whispers and gasps filled your ears, your headphones doing nothing to block them due to an unfortunate case of super hearing. You sighed, grumbling angrily and glaring at anyone who looked your way — which was everyone.

Then, finally, you picked up what they were saying.

“Look at their arms.”

“Do you see those marks, too?”

“What did they get beat up or something?” A boy snickered to your right.

Then it hit you like a freight train, you’d forgotten your flannel. At first, you were simply upset because the outfit simply didn’t work without the green piece, but then, you were more upset by the fact that everyone was seeing your marks. You gulped, fists clenching hard, knuckles aching. The familiar feeling of rage and anger flooding through your body. A vile image of you simply decking the boy and shattering his ribs crossed your mind, multiple times, each with a different ending. A shaky breath left your mouth, and you were about to turn back, hide away in your dorm, but a rough hand dragged you into an empty classroom.

With a loud yelp and gasp, you trip over yourself, stumbling into the dimly lit room.

“Who the fuc—“

A blur of black stalked fast towards you, seizing your arm. The grip was contrary to what you would’ve thought — rough, callus, coarse — but it was simply gentle.

You gulped, teeth gritting together afterwards in anger. She was like a damn shark, Wednesday was. Instead of smelling blood — which you hadn’t actually ruled out, yet — she smelled fear, so you desperately hid yours. Of course you weren’t scared of Wednesday herself, you’d gotten past that stage in your friendship, you were afraid of her reaction.

Wednesday gulped, dropping your arm. She didn’t say a word, instead she took off her baggy sweater, tossing it to you. You pulled it over your shoulders, the soft material grazed against your sore arms.

You both sat there for a bit, you chipping at your red nail polish, and Wednesday gritting her teeth as she thought. After a couple shaky breaths — from who you weren’t entirely sure — Wednesday spoke up.

“You could’ve told me,” she softly admitted. It’s completely different from the usual cold tone she held, this time something akin to shame and sadness filled her voice.

You nodded, blinking once or twice before ultimately shaking it. “I don’t have to burden this to you, Wednesday. Telling people only makes them worry, and they don’t need to.”

“They do though,” she argued. “You’re hurting and you won’t inform anyone of this. I won’t — I can’t stand the thought of what you do when I leave you alone at night.”

You wrung your hands out anxiously, sneakers taping against the stoned floors. A metallic taste filled your mouth and you blinked in surprise, gently raising your hand to your lips. They returned a bright red. You licked over them, ignoring the splitting pain from the gap. You must’ve bitten through it, you gathered.

Popping them, you finally answer her. “It’s my problem, Wednesday, don’t need you getting in my business.”

You shamefully kept your eyes to the ground, knowing that you didn’t have the balls to face her. The next thing out of Wednesday’s mouth is a chuckle, which no doubt about it, shocked you.

“I cant help it when I get visions.”

Your eyebrows pinched together, and you glanced back at her despite your inhibitions.

“You haven’t touched me, I made sure of it.”

“Maybe so, but Enid stole your jacket. Enid likes to touch me, naturally her jacket brushed against mine. Since it truly belonged to you, I got — vile images.”

You gulped, knowing she must’ve saw some pretty dark stuff.

“I know you use your powers to burn yourself, but what I don’t know, is why.”

You nodded. “Right, well, have fun. You do like to solve crimes, I’ll just be on my way.”

You flashed a fake smile, unfolding your legs as they pushed you up off the floor.

“Sit.”

You sat back down, pouting. You’d take whatever useless speech she was going to give over the thought of disobeying her. Maybe you still hadn’t gotten over your fear of her.

Wednesday hopped off the desk, sitting down next you. Silence filled the room, suffocating you and draining the life from you, almost like a Dementor. Hands wrapped around your waist, and you realized that Wednesday had hugged you. Defeatedly, you laid your head on her shoulder. A shaky breath left your mouth.

As if someone broke the bottle you held your emotions in, everything shattered. You buried your head into her shoulder as you sobbed, hiccups and gasps followed by shoulder shakes erupted from you. Wednesday only held you tighter, one hand threading itself in your hair as she whispered to you.

You couldn’t focus on what she was saying, but the muffled voice you recognized as hers helped you not fully break. Her voice was almost acting as trusty duct tape, patching you up temporarily, until she could fix you properly.

At some point in your crying, you unraveled, telling Wednesday your darkest thoughts and your darkest times. She took it all in, encouraging you along the way, calling you strong. You certainly didn’t feel strong because here you were, sobbing like a child.

Wednesday sighed, pulling you tighter into her, and up onto her lap. Usually, she hated comforting people, but she found that this oddly came… natural to her. It was like this sudden instinct to protect you, and care for you, just suddenly bubbled up and overwhelmed her thoughts of discomfort. It was scary for Wednesday, but it was also fulfilling. She wanted to help you in anyway she can, and if that meant skipping her classes to comfort you, then so be it.

Flames flickered at the tips of your fingers, your emotions becoming too strong. You stumbled away from her, staring at your hands in fear.

“Go. Please, Wednesday, I do — don’t want to hurt you.”

Wednesday simply walked back to you, even as you shuffled away. When you reached the corner of the room, she crouched down, holding out her hands.

“Breathe.”

You trembled, shaky breaths following as you desperately tried to follow her lead. It didn’t work, though, because soon enough the fire started traveling to your palms. Breathing felt scarce again, being sucked, and sucked, and suckedout of your lungs. Your mouth felt dry as a desert, and the only thing cool was the tears on your face.

Wednesday held your neck, staring into your frightened eyes.

She took in a deep inhale, and so did you. She breathed out, so did you.

“Focus on me.”

And you did. You let the thoughts of hurting her go away, only focusing on black hair and warm eyes. You breathed out again, not in sync with Wednesday. Your lungs now working properly, sucked in air greedily, both of them working hard to fill your blood back up with oxygen. Your hands cooled down, and you slumped, eyes flickering closed.

Wednesday breathed in relief. She got up, checking the hallways and making sure they were clear. When she was absolutely positive the two of you would run into nothing, Wednesday hiked your sleeping body up to her dorm.

Hope filled every bone in her body, leaking into her face as she smiled. Dimples arose, and she knew this battle would be far from over. But she also knew that it would be okay, scars would fade overtime and you’d be better. Wednesday’s mind was flooded with images, each one containing hopes for your future, hope that’d you come to live your powers and yourself.

As Wednesday set you under her covers, she knew she’d be by your side every step of the way.

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pixievi · 2 years

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Hi! How are you? Can I ask any NSFW headcanons or one dirty shot for Vi’s first time with reader. If you don't mind, no tribbing. I will be glad if you write thigh riding or her abs. Please…

This woman is so hot and I'm so weak😩😩

Thanks. I hope my request is not inconvenient!

I'm grand thank you! Ofc you can, we all love firsts with Vi in this house 💕 I hope this is okay!!

Vi's first time with Reader Headcanons

MDNI OR I’LL STEAL YOUR DOG

warnings : dirty talk, thigh riding, RIDING VI’S ABS, i think that’s it?, oh wait no there’s usage of : bun, bunny, princess, whore (once), virgin vi, reader and vi are both switches, suggestive ending

( side note : do yourselves a favour and turn this photo ^^ to the side because fuc-)

I think we can all agree that Vi, is all bark and no bite. At least when it comes to intimacy. When it really comes down to it, she’s a mess. A lesbian disaster, if you will. Freezing like a deer in headlights, blushing, stuttering…. all when you decide to return the same energy.

Vi had always been teasing and flirting with you even before you guys started dating, because she loved how cute you looked when you got all bashful and blushy. But the moment you retaliated, you were surprised when she started tripping over her words and blushing. You just melted at the sight.

Physical affection with Vi was constant. Holding hands? yes. Hugging? YES. Kissing? FUCK YEAH. Sex? [nervous chuckles]

It’s not that Vi wasn’t interested in being intimate with you. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She was vERY very interested. If her casual perverted stares and flirty remarks were anything to go by. It was just all very new to her, a whole new type of vulnerable.

On top of that, she was worried she’d do something wrong. That she’d hurt you, how she would do things, what if you left her because maybe that’s the only reason you were with her…all these sort of thoughts plagued her. Vi being Vi, the leader and protector, it never even crossed her mind that you would be the one commanding things for the first time. She thought she would have to do it. That it was her job.

BOY was she wrong

It was a few months into the relationship before Vi was prompted to actually do something about her fantasies that left her tummy fluttering and brain floaty. The prompt being in the form of your ‘lady’ novels. Or in other words, erotic graphic novels/books.

Vi was bored at home while you were at work, and so decided to see what all the fuss was about, because you were always reading them.

Shock was an understatement. Her cheeks had never been more warm and pink in her life. But she got through it, devouring all of them in fact before you got home.

She was not left unaffected though. She was soaked. And the fact you could read all that without even a blush? It made her little issue worse.

Fast forward to you getting home before she could take care of the problem and now here she sat in your lap after you pounced on her, showering her in kisses. Completely unaware that your gf was a dripping mess above you.

This was not helping the situation

The sweet kisses turning into a passionate make out also did not help

Vi was doing her best to control herself as your hands roamed across her body innocently. Until you squeezed her ass playfully, and she moaned into the kiss.

You both froze.

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fu-

Vi could not stop the embarrassed blush painting her cheeks. You were both pulled away from each other now and staring at each other silently.

While Vi was freaking out on the inside, you however, wanted to hear more. A lot more.

There was just something about hearing this tatted, hardened brawler make such sweet and delicate noises of pleasure that made you grip her tighter

“There something you wanna tell me, bun?”

Cue Vi trying to turn it back on you, stuttering of course. But determined. Until you notice a faint, but consistent pulsing on your thigh where Vi sat. You smile, knowingly.

“I was just about to pull away and say how much I missed you but you grabbed me an-“

“I can feel your heartbeat. On my thigh”

After coaxing it out of her, you both agreed that it was time.

Vi did her absolute best to mimic all the touches she saw from the novels, after she got over the sight of your now exposed chest and bra. Which took longer than she’d like to admit.

However, while her touches were eager and the feel of her calloused fingers exploring your upper half set you ablaze, you noticed there was a certain ‘unsureness’

You checked in, making sure she was alright. To which she insisted that she is. Which you believed, but there was still something.

“I got it babe, don’t worry about it. Jus’ gonna take care of you”

To find out she was a virgin, was quite the shock. Because look at her? The first time you met and spoke to her your knees almost gave up. And that was just from appearance and voice alone. Her personality and confident front was a whole other level. You just naturally assumed she would always have a girl in her bed. You almost didn’t believe her.

But the nerves swimming in her eyes said different.

So you took the lead. Vi wasn’t complaining, but also was. She wanted to take care of you. She had to, that was her job…right? But, on the other hand, the thought of you giving her orders and bossing her around was hot. So there wasn’t much protest really.

You decided to take it easy, of course. And had her grind on your thigh.

She hovered at first, not wanting to hurt you. But there’s absolutely none of that, not on this couch. You plopped her hips down, catching her biting back a gasp as her aching core, now bare, met the warm flesh of your thigh.

You gently guided her hips, mesmerised by her slick coating your thigh. You slowed her thrusts at first, letting Vi get used to her position and the feeling. Until after a little while, you asked her what made her so needy.

The images of the pages flashed through her mind and her hips jerked forward, head thrown back.

In between gasps and deliciously sweet moans, she described what she saw. You smiled wickedly.

“Now imagine all that, but with us, yeah?”

You nipped at her ear and began to cover her in bites and love marks.

Your praise, the fantasies you imbedded in her already floaty mind and your guidance urged her hips quicker, chasing that warm and fluttering feeling rising inside her quickly. She was a lot more vocal than she thought she’d be, Vi realised. A little embarrassed. But you assured her, after seeing the multiple attempts to keep quiet, that you loved all the pretty noises she made. That you preferred it.

Vi came all over your thigh with breathy moans. She slacked on top of you, catching her breath while resting her head on your shoulder.

You praised her endlessly. Calling her a good girl, YOUR good girl. Which made her shy away into your chest.

“Your turn Princess”

You did something you always wanted to do. Worship the muscles that rippled through Vi’s body. Specifically her abs.

Vi was confused at first, the thought of her abs being seen that way never crossed her mind. But seeing you bare and sitting above her stomach made her realise she wasn’t against it.

Especially when you dragged your pulsing clit over her defined mounds, messing her stomach with your essence.

She gripped your hips and encouraged you to move faster, wanting to see you fall apart just from her abs.

By this point, Vi felt a lot more confident. Which meant, her colourful way with words started to spill from her lips as she brought you closer to your peak. And by colourful, I mean pure filth

“That’s it, Bunny, fuck yourself on my stomach like the pretty lil’ whore you are”

Her words left you whining pathetically

Vi, was quite smug with herself

She gripped your ass harshly and roughly made you grind against her faster

Your essence was all over her stomach now, even slightly dripping onto Vi’s hips. Which made it much easier for you to slide more quickly along the shine of her abs.

The grip Vi had on your jaw forced you to stare into her eyes as you shattered and gushed against her, cursing.

Vi pulled you in for a loving kiss

You pulled away with the thought of giving her other lips a well deserved kiss ;)

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maiackmn · 9 months

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Leon Kennedy x Reader

Proposal

(my Instagram : maiackmn , have fun! <3)

🌸🌸🌸

I felt the sand on my feet, the wind blowing, watching the sun set over the water. I had been planning this moment for weeks, but now that it was finally happening, I felt nervous and excited all at once. In my hand I had the ring I carefully picked out, a beautiful heart stone in a delicate setting.

I turned to look at the woman next to me, my heart racing as I looked at her gorgeous face with s bright smile. She was so beautiful, and I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

I had planned to propose at a fancy dinner out on the town, but when I saw the way she enjoyed the beach as she looked out over the water, I knew this was the perfect place for the proposal.

“Darling,” I said softly, reaching into my pocket and taking out the ring. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you.”

She turned towards me, her expression filled with curiosity and joy. “Yes? What is it?”

As the sun set behind the horizon, the sun is shining in a warm orange, casting a warm glow over the entire scene.

"My love," I said, taking her hands in mine. "From the moment we met, I knew you were a wonderful woman. You are so beautiful in- and outside. You filled my world with light and Boy, I never want to be without you again. I already planned a future with you, we live together, we cook together, we so everything together. I even changed my mind, with you I even would love to have kids I love you so much, you don't Unserstand. Even if I'm having a hard time at my job you always support me, fuc- Sweetheart I need you, I want you for the rest of my life."

I took out the beautiful ring I had carefully picked out for her, its glimmering rays shining against the last rays of the sun.

"I love you," I said softly, and got on my knees "and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

I held the ring up, my heart beating so fast I felt like it would pop out of my chest at any second. I looked up at her, waiting anxiously for her answer.

"Of course, my love," she said, her voice breathless. "Yes, I will marry you."

The look on her face made me feel like the luckiest man in the world. I took her in my arms and we exchanged a passionate kiss, the sky slowly turning dark behind us. As we stood up and embraced, she pulled the ring onto her finger, the diamond catching the last of the sunlight.

"This is the best day of my life," she whispered. "I never imagined it could be this perfect. I love you, my love."

Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks as I looked into her eyes and felt her warmth in my arms. "I love you too," I said, my voice shaking with emotion.

"Let's spend all our days like this and live a life filled with love and happiness."

#resident evil #resident evil leon #leon kennedy #leon x reader #leon kennedy x reader

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ratsoh-writes · 3 months

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Nirjara let a whistle out at the pictures. she leaned down a bit to see a better visoon of the newly weds

"Oh wow the bride really took the definition of 'I like bad boys' to heart huh" she chuckled.

"But what a adorable wedding." She glanced over to see what the kids were up to. Akash held a squirrel. Damnit Akash.

"wait fuc-" Nirjara slithered over incredibly fast, pulling Winnie a bit behind her before taking the squirrel by the scruff and holding it away from the two kids. "We do not play with WILD animals, they could be very sick and we dont wanna get sick, now do we." she gently scolded the two while bring the squirrel to a tree and releasing it.

Sugar meanwhile is also scolding his own daughter, emphasizing that it stresses wild animals out to be handled

Sugar: WHATS THE BEST WAY TO RESPECT A WILD ANIMAL?

Winnie: *annoyed* to leave them alone.

Sugar: WHAT WHAT DID YOU DO?

Winnie: *now guiltily* we chased it and caught it.

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minheelovelee · 2 years

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Yuna sex toys

A mildly in-depth analysis of what sex toys Yuna would use OR what I would love to see her use. I see her as a horny lesbian, and this post definitely shows that.

Warning: NSFW pictures of toys

Rabbit Vibrators

She would love this one so much. The focus on her g-spot as well as the ears pinching her clit would make her cum so fast. This would be her go-to. Pretty self explanatory, every chick needs a rabbit!

With her heels thrown toward the ceiling, Yuna fucks into herself swiftly. The buzzing feeling of her new toy is addicting. It hits the sensitive spots inside that she usually can’t reach, and pushes the little button outside that she usually abuses. The blend is amazing, and quickly brings her to her orgasm, leaving her to clamp on the toy and roll to her side.

3-In-One Rabbit Vibrators

I'm a firm believer of Yuna anal-princess. The anal limb(?) here reaches further than her fingers, so she appreciates that. If she was home alone, she'd for sure crack out this bad boy. The rabbits with beads are so fucking loud, so she couldn't mess around with it if anyone was home. The nose of the bunny would kiss her clit, and the ears might even hold back the hood. She'd for sure enjoy this, but it might be under her bed sporting a thin layer of dust.

Yuna takes a deep breath as she sinks down on her toy. The girthy middle slides inside of her pussy while its' thinner leg presses against her hole. She flexes her abdominal muscles when she reaches behind her body and grabs the toy. The rough carpet below her knees digs into her skin. With a firm grasp on the base, she begins to work her tight holes further onto its' length. Her left hand reaches up to use the corner of her bed to use it as leverage. Finally getting the majority of the toy inside of her, she clicks a couple buttons and it comes to life. A gasp escapes her mouth. She moves her hand from behind her body to in front of her body. With a new grip and position, she begins to ride the buzzing toy, letting the pleasure take control of her actions.

Butt Plugs

I seriously hate using these two words together.

She might give you a nice surprise every once and a while and show up to your place already prepped with a plug in her ass. I think she’d be down for any kind, but I’m really fixated on the idea of her having one with a pink bunny tail. I’m obviously pro-bunnygirl Yuna as well. She wants to fuck like rabbits, so give her a tail!

Yuna was half on the floor, half on the couch. Her upper body was relying on her forearms to keep her face off the ground, while the lower half had its' legs spread on either side of her girlfriends' lap. Cuddling is usually a mild activity. But when you notice a little fur sticking out the top of Yuna's tiny shorts, it piqued your curiosity. When pulling on it caused Yuna to whimper, she quickly ended up bent over your lap with her shorts at her ankles. Yuna cries out her apologies, but there's no need. You love this. Gliding a finger through her dripping folds, you decide to turn her 90 degrees for a new position. The position where Yuna gets her clit played with like a toy and her ass stretched out on your fingers.

Strapless-Strapon

Ok keep an open mind when reading this.

I don’t really think Yuna tops. She really likes for her partner to have a strapless strap on when they top. Then they’re both feeling good, and it’s like they have an actual cock. BUT. When she’s alone, she likes to put on the strap and jerk off. It hits her clit just right and it feels so nice inside her. She’ll get it wet with her cum or some lube to make it easier. I also fully believe she likes to fuck things with it. Like a pocket pussy or her poor stuffed animals. Probably not her girlfriend though, maybe she’d top during a hook-up.

Male Masturbators

Hear me out! HAHA.

Okay this goes along with my last part just a little. She might like to have one of those tiny dolls that’s just the torso. It’s very versatile! She would fuck it with the strap, let it fuck her with the strap, tribe with it, give it head, rub her clit on its nipple, hump the tummy and ass, and try to fuck it with her clit.

Probably whispering how’s she’s gonna give it her cum and fill it up.

Clit Pump

WHAT MORE IS THERE FOR ME TO SAY. She lovesssss this shit. It hurts just right. She would get her clit all big and sensitive for you to play with it. Or she might pump up her clit to stick it in something. I like to believe YN already has a big clit, but if it’s a little bigger, she can fuck or trib her lady to the max.

Kekekeke

#itzy smut #mhll itzy #mhll Yuna #mhll hits

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piracytheorist · 10 months

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Clueless manga reacting pt 4!

Continuation of this tag as @yumeka-sxf sent me more spoiler-free panels! Thank you :3

(reminder to not spoil me about any of those, and that any and all questions asked here are rhetorical)

HE'S FAST AS FUC BOIII

where he goin. what he doin. WHOM IS HE SAVIN.

Idk it looks pretty action-y and it kinda looks like he's actually trying to save someone, lol. That or he's running away from Yor's cooking.

Difficult math problem? Anya giving him conflicted feelings? Another dodgeball-like chapter where he's dealing with a Bill Watkins equivalent? A mystery!

Such a serious face. What is she talking about!! Idk it looks serious but also. Like she's doing her best to act that way? Idk it feels like a new addition to her gremlin faces and I love it <3

WHO HURT HER. WHO DO I GET TO PUNCH TODAY. HASN'T SHE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH.

You know, I get Yuri in such a case. I'd also wanna cut a bitch if they made Yor cry. Yor!!

shut uuuuuuup

I don't even need the "sparkle" part to know this is a painfully fake smile. Who are you trying to fool, mah dude

(I may be totally wrong about this - I'd kinda hope I am - but I'm probably not because well, I know what kinda story and characters I've invested in, lol)

Kinda makes me a little sad to think that there wouldn't be many chances for him to smile like that, so carefree and light, and actually mean it. Gah I love angst >:)

Example #2762 of Anya regretting her life choices. Prestigious private school life is hard. Even Becky seems afflicted.

Oooohhh that's interesting! It looks serious! What would give her such pause? Because it would certainly not be a target...

(again, no spoilers)

whoa boi sometimes Endo likes to remind us Twilight is BUFF. The low-cut shirt doesn't help, too. That collarbone, wow. It doesn't do a thing for me (it really doesn't, lol) but I appreciate the notice to detail, like how the shirt seems to stretch over the muscles. That's attention!

#sxf #nette reacts #thank you again!

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marune2 · 9 months

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Ida‘s childhood 7

Mad Ida whas 4

Ida lost her first teeth

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Ida whas playing out door again there here is boring and Nacht and Morgan are not there and her parents let her go……after some „checks“

Ida:oh a tree oh a apple tree!!!

Ida just see the big apple tree whit shiny good looking apple‘s…….and of curse she claimed the tree it’s Not very hart for her

And she picked a apple up and eat it it’s sour she love it as long it’s not very sweet she like it

Then see one of The mate’s Ida in the tree

Mate: oh good Jung lady!!!

Ida: here we go again……..

Mate: plz young lady come down it’s deangerus!!!!

Ida: Mmmmm No

Mate: come on young lady it’s not safe

Ida: it’s not a big deal Emily it’s fun up here!!!!

Mate: plz we can make a apple pie for sure and the young Master Nacht and Morgan would be happy!!!

Ida:hmmm ok…….

But in the moment speak of the devil come yami and Nacht too the Garden

Ida: oh Nachty!!! And yami!!!“ happy her Brother is there

But in the moment wo Ida Jump happy up and Nacht and yami see her falling Ida from the big tree and smash her face on a branch and fall the ground

Yami: oh shi€!

Nacht: Holly shi€ Ida!!!!

Then run the boys too Ida and the mate wo looks shocked at Ida too

Nacht: plz be Not death…….“Panik

The look’s Ida up Too Nacht and the other

Ida: oh hey Nachty“smile

Yami: holy shi€ how can this child survive this?

Nacht: come on ida why the hell you up a tree again?!

Ida: because it’s fun

Nacht: tz for sure

Mate: oh god I’m sorry young master This I let going harm on the young lady!!!!

Nacht: year sure not this she is a gremlin just hush I take care (useless piss of)

The run the mate of

Then just stare Ida at them :oh!!!

Yami :what is Now?

Ida stands then up clean her dress and putting her hand into her mouth

Nacht: the hell?

Then just stare the boys disbelief at Ida wo just take a teeth out her mouth

Ida: oh I lost a teeth!!!

Nacht: Oh god I Hear Morgan right now in my head…..

Nacht: Yami help my too do the „help candy“

Yami: oh hell after this….year

Ida: what dose „help candy“mean?

Then take yami ida in a strong hug

Ida: Hä Nachty?!

Nacht: now Fast……“then teleport they whit Nacht Magic

And of corse in the hospital……..

ida: oh no no no I was nice plz Nachty Noooooo…..“beginning too crying

Nacht:oh shit this will be a long day Ida for both of us just make it easy…….

Yami:after this you pay Food Nacht!!!

Ida:screaming crying now and bites yami in the chest

Yami: ow fuc€!!!! You little!!!!

Then came Dr Owen wo hear them

Owen: ok what’s this time make we it fast

Nacht: she Fall from a big tree on her face and lost a teeth

Ida bite yami More and cry and yami just cursed at her in the back round

Owen: good come Ida it’s just my“smile

Ida just scream

#ida Faust #nacht faust #nacht #black clover #black clover au #black clover oc #yami #yami sukehiro #oc

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zdogswife · 1 year

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OMG hiii I see you've never written a blog so can I just give you a starter? Smut with all of the boys please 🥺😭😭 I hate that emoji but yeah you don't have to (aged up if your doing younger boys as such as aonung, Loak, neteyam rotxo,)

OFC MY LOVE GIRL YKNOW I GOT YOUUU ITS GONNA BE A LIL ANGSTY BUT THAT SINT NEVER HURT A SOUL??

Song to listen to

Warning: Slightly hard smut, cheating, choking, yandere basically, emotional, Angst, nOt making up, loak is a hoe, pregnancy , getting back together, fluffy at the end, language

Summary: You and loak have a nice life or so you thought 💭

You're a moaning mess your loincloth thrown to the floor loaks too he's rutting into you at a fast pace "Loak my god don't fucking stop yesss," you moan out "wasn't planning on it your to good f'me " he says wet squelching sounds can be her heard from his fast pace " damn baby yessss" loak says he feels you clenching knowing your at your limit he gives you soft slow hard thrusts "CUMMM" with that your body shakes around and you squirt all over his abdomen " stay baby I'm not done yet " he flips your body around plays with your clit with his tip and gently slides in "to much damn daddy" you speak " he starts throbbing inside you but before you can pull him out warm stick thick cum fills your womb he plants kisses all of your face then begins to clean you up.

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You wake up and suddenly feel weak you feel the need to scream and throw up you start to call loak over to help you but he's not there "Damnit loak I think I'm sick" you get up to throw up only to realize loak never came back the yesterday when he left you to go play with his friends you grab your bow and get ready to call your ikran thinking something happened to him "Please be okay" you whisper taking off with your ikran to his family marui which would usually be empty due to there schedules you land and began to get ready to charge but you hear sounds "damn you loak calling me another bitches name no your motherfucking girlfriend name who the hell are you" She storms out and you hide when she's officially gone you walk back in realizing he did something he shouldn't have done he cheated " you cheated on me loak?' you asked knowing the answer " baby yes I'm sorry I thought of you the whole time I said your whole fuckin name y.n " He yelled when he is the one that should be getting yelled at " LOAK AFTER EVERY I'VE DONE FOR YOU YOU GO OUT AND DO THIS AS IF I'VE DONE NOTHING" You yelled you walked out you weren't leaving him you needed space.

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Guilt guilt is what you thought when you found out you were pregnant you needed to reconcile with loak you needed to but you couldn't see him he should've never ever cheated on you, you needed him to apologize to you. You decided the least you could do was tell him and hope for the best you hop off of your ikran going to his family marui you open the makeshift door , you walk in to all eyes on except loaks ahem you clear your voice " I'm pregnant." You state and all eyes turn on loak but loak at you with widened eyes you walk out with your head dropped low not wanting to make eye contact with anyone else but you didn't know loak had followed you but you did when he tugged at your arm "what the fuc-" you spoke or tried to but you were interrupted with loaks words " I'm sorry day and night I think about what we should've been your the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me I cannot bear not being with you," he spoke with his ears flattened "Lo what you did to me wasn't right at all you hurt me and cut me like a knife I tried to make it right and avoid you but I can't I love you ," you say with tears as you press your forehead onto his 'Can I kiss you?' loak asks and you nod your head in agreement he pulls your face in and cups your cheeks in both hands he places his lips onto yours and grazes his tongue over your lips before sliding into your mouth before breaking the kiss he gives you a smirk. "loak don't do that ever please I was wrong leaving you alone to suffer but you were wrong to let's make it right for our baby " he nods and rubs your still flattened stomach .

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"Ready for our date baby?" Loak asks, you two promised each other to take each other out every week to keep your love going and growing " Yes dear I it will take awhile He keeps growing making my life harder each day" you giggle at what you said but you didn't get a response from loak next thing you know he's right beside you "He?? Baby we're having a boy omg little loak Jr omg" you stop and burst out laughing at the thought of little loak running around skipping and hopping on your marui pod loak takes you out finally you walk around the ocean to see bioluminescence everywhere he pulls out his hand for you too hold to get inside the water "loak were are we going?" You question, he doesn't answer and calls for his ilu your in awe as you arrive it was a secret no private cove hidden inside the forest part of the ocean you stood there mouth propped open you were taken from reality itself until a hand pulls you out of the trance he pulls you into the small pod he attacks your face with kisses he pulls yo both onto his ilu and you start moving as the ilus pace increases you hold on tighter. swimming in circles you feel the need to breath but you're having to much fun, but finally you two have to come up and you do so! " Loak I love you and your son to the end up time" you speak and he smiles as happy tears trail down his face " I love you ma itan I love you yawne" he says and you both kiss passionately before you both say ''oel ngati kaimie''

Hii hope you enjoyed it (: I can do another part if need be love you sweet dear

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undertsums · 1 year

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Shadow Grinch Christmas

This is something I made like a few years ago, a parody rewrite of the Grinch. It doesn’t rhyme too well at times but hopefully you all enjoy it.

Everyone out in the Multiverse liked Gfytmas a lot. But Shadow who lived all alone in the void did not!

Shadow hated Gyftmas! The whole Gyftmas season! Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be, perhaps, that he was alone at night. It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.

But I think that the most likely reason of all May have been that his soul was two sizes too small.

But, whatever the reason, his soul or his head, He stood there on Gyftmas Eve seething with dread,

Staring out from the void with a sour, grinchy frown At the warm lighted worlds below from their own,

For he knew everyone out in the Multiverse beneath Was busy now hanging their holly wreaths.

"And they're hanging their stockings," he snarled with a sneer. "Tomorrow is Gyftmas! It's practically here!"

Then he growled, with his very fingers nervously drumming, "I must find some way to keep Gyftmas from coming! For, tomorrow, I know all those girls and boys Will wake bright and early. They'll rush for their toys!

And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise! There's one thing I hate! All the NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!

They'll stand close together, with Gyftmas bells ringing. They'll stand hand-in-hand, and those worlds will start singing!"

Fahoo forays, dahoo dorays Welcome Gyftmas! Come this way Fahoo forays, dahoo dorays Welcome Gyftmas, Gyftmas Day

Welcome, welcome, fahoo ramus Welcome, welcome, dahoo damus Gyftmas Day is in our grasp So long as we have hands to clasp

Fahoo forays, dahoo dorays...

"And they'll sing! And they'll sing! And they'll SING! SING! SING! SING!" And the more Shadow thought of this stupid Gyftmas sing, The more Shadow thought, "I must stop this whole thing! Why for fifty-three years I've put up with it now! I must stop Gyftmas from coming! But how?"

Then he got an idea! An awful idea! Shadow got a wonderful, awful idea!

"I know just what to do!" Shadow laughed in his throat. "I'll make a quick Santa Clause hat and a coat."

"This is stop number one," Shadow Clause hissed, As he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.

Then he slid down the chimney, a rather tight pinch. But if Santa could do it, then so could Shadow in a cinch.

He got stuck only once, for a minute or two. Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue

Where the little stupid stockings hung all in a row. "These stockings," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"

Then he floated and flew, with a smile most unpleasant, Around the whole room, and he took every present!

"And NOW!" grinned Shadow, "I will stuff up the tree!"

And so Shadow grabbed the tree, and he started to shove, When he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.

He turned around fast, and he saw a small girl! Little Neela Lagra-um Who, who was not more than two.

Shadow had been caught by this tiny blue daughter, Who'd got out of bed for a cup of cold water.

She stared at the ghost and said, "Santa Clause, why,” "Why are you taking our Gyftmas tree? WHY?"

But, you know, that old Shadow was so smart and so slick, He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!

"Why, my sweet little girl," the fake Santa Clause lied, "There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side."

"So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear." "I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."

And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head, And he got her a drink and he sent her to bed.

And when little Neela went to bed with her cup, He went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!

It was quarter of dawn. All the people still a-bed, All the people still a-snooze, when he packed up his sled,

Packed it up with their presents, their ribbons, their wrappings, Their trees and their fuzzles, their tringlers and trappings!

Ten thousand feet up, up the side of Mount Ebbott, He rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it!

"Fuck off to the Joy!" he was happily humming. "They're finding out now that no Gyftmas is coming!

They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do! Their mouths will hang open a minute or two Then the people down in PinkTale will all cry boo-hoo!

That's a noise," grinned Shadow, "that I simply must hear!" He paused, and Shadow put a hand to his ear.

And he did hear a sound rising over the snow. It started in low, then it started to grow.

But this sound wasn't sad! Why, this sound sounded glad!

Everyone down in PinkTale, the tall and the small, Was singing without any presents at all!

He hadn't stopped Gyftmas from coming! It came! Somehow or other, it came just the same!

And Shadow, with his no feet ice-cold in the snow, Stood puzzling and puzzling. "How could it be so?

It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes, or bags!"

He puzzled and puzzed till his puzzler was sore. Then Shadow thought of something he hadn't before.

Maybe Gyftmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. Maybe Gyftmas, perhaps, means a little bit more!

And what happened then? Well, in PinkTale they say That Shadow's small soul felt real Joy that day!

And then the true meaning of Gyftmas came through, And Shadow found the strength of ten men, plus two!

And now that his soul didn't feel quite so tight, He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light

With a smile to his soul, he descended Mount Ebbott Cheerily yelling "HO! HO!" from Mt Ebbott.

He rode into PinkTale. He brought back their toys. He brought back the gifts to Neela and Joyce.

He brought back their trees and their tringlers and fuzzles, Brought back their menorahs, their calenders and cushions.

He brought everything back, all the food for the feast! And he, he himself, Shadow carved the roast beast!

Roman: Welcome Gyftmas. Bring your cheer, Cheer to all people, far and near.

Gyftmas Day is in our grasp So long as we have hands to grasp.

Gyftmas Day will always be Just as long as we have we.

Welcome Gyftmas while we stand Soul to heart and hand in hand.

Shadow: Why did I have to be the bad guy?

Neela: But you were good in the end

Joyce: I wasn't even in this story until the end

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darkphoenix07 · 2 years

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Your playboy best friend who likes you secretly

Masterlist

Paring : Jung Wooyoung x Reader

Genre : Fluff, Angst

Song to listen : Here Always (Seungmin)

A summer afternoon

Outing with Wooyoung is the best but tolerating his annoying ass is on another level. You are slurping the watermelon juice from the watermelon piece in your hand, bitting it, sucking it in your mouth closing your eyes feeling the coldness of its because you are feeling too hot right now that even your palm is burning. You're too focused on the watermelon that you've forgotten about your best friend sitting in front of you for 10 minutes in silence,( that is his longest silence though) not screaming at you while wanting your attention, neither laughing out talking about how stupid you look, you cheeks full of watermelon juice. He is just silently staring at you, thinking nothing but about you.

But his silence was too much to take so you finally pay heed to him, "Are you alright, twit? You look like you are about to kill someone, why so serious?" You ask him again giving your watermelon a bite.

"I broke up with Alley," he says, his voice quite, soft but seems raspy for some reason. You look at his eyes trying to read his experience as you always do not understanding why is he sad about leaving his 53th girlfriend.

"Did you fall for her actually that your face looks this much fucked breaking up with her? Or did she hurt you?" You ask him being protective and hypocrite. It's not you do like him being a jerk with girls but if anyone would hurt your best friend, you are ready to drown her at that moment. So, you wanted to get where he was hurt.

"I liked her for real," he says crossing his hands. You knew it, he fucking liked that girl who bullied you with her friends in uni twice. He didn't know, neither you wanted to tell him. But what hurt more was, you were fucking insane for him, not only as a best friend but more. "Did she dump you?" You ask him, clenching your hand on the watermelon, swear to God if it had life, it would die by now.

"No, I did. I was..." He sighs dropping his forehead on the table, "with her yesterday night and she fucked up so bad that I ended up dumping her. God, I wanted to break her so bad but I thought I would have killed her."

"Why the fuck are you talking like a jerk? Why would you want to break h-" you drop the watermelon when he suddenly grabs your hands, "Why didn't you tell me she hit you? Almost killed you."

You were so surprised that you stop breathing by his sudden rage. God, he was never like this, what's wrong with him?

Maybe once, he was furious because of you. Some boy was saying nasty things to you which he heard from a little far and ended up punching him so hard that the boy was in hospital for a week. Wooyoung was always so protective, possessive, maybe that's why you end up losing in his words whenever he wanted you to listen to him. Either it was about his girlfriends, his shitty drunk stories, his unwanted motivations.

When you would have sleepover in his house, he would cuddle with you like you are a guy, called you his brother introducing you to his friends. It hurt you sometimes how he never realized how much love you have for him, how much you wanted him to look at you as a woman, his woman. You never even tried telling him because you didn't wanna lose someone like him from your life. You didn't wanna cry missing his bickering, his hugs, sudden cheek kisses, fake crying, punches in your stomach, pushing you in the pool in winter, driving too fast to make you afraid, sudden screaming watching movie, throwing pop corns at you. No it would feel unfair, life would feel like a burden without these.

"Y/n, answer me!" He asks you again tightening the grip. After how long he has called you by your name? How many years? Why is he behaving unlike himself, it has started to ache your heart.

"I'm sorry," this is all you could say to him and his eyes were filled with tears, "You are such an idiot, y/n. Such a fucking idiot," he says getting up, forgetting his cap on the table. You get up following him, "Woo, wait. Twit! Wait, oi," you keep calling him, "Wooyoung!" But he is walking to fast to avoid you, trying to hide his tears. And when a car passes by in front of you, you lost him in the crowd. You keep looking for him here and there, but couldn't find him because he was hiding himself intensionally from you, crying hiding behind the parked cars, whimpering in pain.

He remembered those weeks you avoided him, left for a trip alone so that he wouldn't see your injuries from the bullied time and interrogate you. You knew his devastated he would become, how much negative energy it will suppress him, so you just stayed away. But which is making him mad is how he couldn't understand those days about your sufferings. He is hurt his you lied on his face to protect him where he wanted to protect you from everything. Only could bother you, only it was fare when he would bully you childishly, make you laugh, see your red face in embarrassment. But this? How could someone else touch you like that when you are his best friend, more appropriately his everything.

He never understood why he didn't like other man dating you, hugging you, taking care of you. Neither he realized why his heart fluttered so fast whenever you would cuddle with him, hug him, stare at him. Most importantly, he didn't realize now how much you've loved him until....

"Why do I feel like y/n has a secret love? Have you noticed her Instagram stories? She looks like she is in love. Man, I'm hyper for not knowing about it," Wooyoung says pouting because he thought you told him everything but there was something you were hiding that he didn't know. "Are you an idiot or something, Wooyoung?" Yunho asks him sipping his Americano. Wooyoung blinks his eyes twice, "Why? Is she your girlfriend?" Wooyoung asks being so excited which makes Yunho hit his hand, "You are such an asshole, she was right. She loves you, damn it. Are you blind or something?" "I know she loves me, you are j-" he stops realizing what Yunho meant,his eyes get bigger, "No way," he says but his minds get carried away in thoughts about you. You protective self, that one time you were drunk, cryingand told Wooyoung to break up with his 27th girlfriend, your making diy gifts for him on every occasion, choosing his clothes, staring at him for a long time. Did you really do all these because you are in love with him?

That made him think a lot and maybe that's why it hurt more when Alley was shit talking about you.

"Why don't you leave that low class bitch? You're so much better than her," Alley says while she is underneath Wooyoung. Wooyoung's mood changes in a second hearing her, "What do you mean? Whom are you talking about?" "Y/n, she is so poor and always cries. God, she annoyed me so much that I had to show her where she belongs but you are so naive, you know? You sh-" Alley gets cut off when Wooyoung sits back leaving her, "What did you do to her?" He asks trying to control his rage so that Alley doesn't lie. "Nothing much, why do you need to worry? You should do wh-" "Leave," That's it, he can't tolerate her anymore. "What?" Alley asks sitting up, not understanding what he meant. "I said, leave my house and never come back. I don't wanna see your filthy face. If I see, I swear I will kill you," his face was too scary for Alley to tolerate that she takes her things and runs away from the house leaving Wooyoung frustrated. Later he got to know from your classmates how Alley hurt you. And haven't been able to feel ease in his heart till now.

Maybe it is a little late for him to understand how much he loves you, has loved you always but now he feels a like a hypocrite for loving you. What if he is feeling like this because he got to know about your love for him. Isn't it too selfish of him to ask love from you when you only loved him, but he was being ignorant. He didn't want to use you, maybe he won't be able to treat you right, he doesn't even deserve someone like you who understands him so well. Why is it so hard? Being with you?

And when the sun sets, he finally sneaks in your house at midnight to see you in secret when you're asleep. Maybe this is his most favorite thing to do with you, gazing at you when you are the most vulnerable, innocent, sweet. But you look most beautiful when you smile, your giggle that brings tears in your eyes. Oh damn, those lips having strawberry lipstick. Why didn't he ever care about all these feelings? Why?

Seeing you sleeping in the same position again cuddling with your pillow while the moonlight is covering your face, what a lovely view for him to watch. He sits in front of you coming from the window, stares at the picture you've with him beside your bed, him kicking you while you've a smile on your face. Two weirdo best friends in one frame.

He smiles remembering about the time when this picture was clicked by his mother. She adores you two but only he didn't care about all of the things.

"Why are you crying?" You sudden question takes him by surprise. He didn't even realize he was crying and falls on the ground not being able to balance. He is too stunned to speak right now while you look at him being so awake because you were just pretending to be asleep.

You sit on your bed, "What, twit? Why a-" but he suddenly gets up hugging you. His hug feels so longed to you, so warm in your chest that it makes you calm like always. But this hug feels a little different from the other times, maybe because he is crying, or you are worried about him, "What happened, Woo? Why are you crying? This is so unlike you, you're making me worried."

"STOP WORRYING ABOUT ME, BITCH," he scolds you tightening the hug, "Stop caring about me or I won't be able to stop feeling like this for you."

Feeling like what? For me? Why? So many questions in your head overwhelms you.

He releases the hug and presses his forehead with yours, "I want to be with you forever and always from now. Please don't leave me anymore, please y/n. This is the most selfish thing I've ever told you but...but I-I love you, y/n. I love you so much that it hurts knowing how hurt you were but still so considerate. But fuck your consideration, don't you ever leave my sight again. I can't, I can't n-" a sudden press on his lips is enough to tell him how much love you've for him, how you have waited for this day, dreamt about a day like this.

And you have understood how you were always his favorite poem to read no matter how many he saw, you were always his everything. His to care, his to hug, his to protect, his to love.

Didn't revise it so forgive my mistakes

If you want me to add you in my taglist, you can tell me🤠

Taglist ~

@theaufanartist @hwanchaesong @littleninja97 @fudgeflyssworld @loosmyshit @pinki-minki @sanshinee-world

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zackcrazyvalentine · 3 years

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Can i request the twst first year noticing something on the fem crush's neck. They think its a hickey but its just a mosquito bite. I want them all together in one fic but if you cant do it then it's fine, it can be separated.

Ah, ah~ another fun prompt to see in fandoms! Lends itself for very funny situations

Which I attempted to portray here :b

Go on an enjoy!

Title: “Who was it?!”

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P.E. classes always had students sweating their skin off; Vargas was a relentless teacher whose head could not understand his harsh training was hard to keep up with.

It was normal for students to remove the top part of their coverall sports uniform and zip off or roll up the long pant legs to allow fresh breezes to cool them off.

[Name] decided to partake on this today, it was burning and the professor was as demanding as ever to push everyone to their limit. She normally kept the top of her uniform to prevent unwanted gazes to her body.

It so happened that a group of first years was hanging out in the sports field too. “Ah, those guys are here as well. Maybe I should go say hi to them.”

Five boys were arguing about something or other, Sebek, Ace and Epel appeared very fired up at the discussion.

“Hey, guys! What are you all talking about?” They all jumped at the sound of her voice. “Boys can be so weird…”

“Ah! Eh… Nothing...important…” Ace delivered nervously.

“Uhm, sure.” She brushed it off, “Anyways, mind me joining you guys for a while?” Before they could answer, [Name] sat down along the group’s formation and began fanning herself to alleviate the heat and dry off the sweat.

The boys continued speaking with themselves, albeit a little robotically.

Being the closest to the ground where she sat to the [ x ] year, Epel was the one to notice it…

A red spot of considerable size on the girl’s beautiful neck.

Right then, the Pomefiore student got a flashback of those hentai manga he sneaked glances at in his hometown’s secluded library.

“The pact… They broke the pact!” He became enraged.

He exploded, “Which one of ya fuc-?!”

The pact… of not making a move on [Name] until she herself spoke out to any of them if she had a crush on someone, one of them, or anyone in general.

To the small 1st year’s knowledge, she had yet to speak about anything romance related.

Felmier tried to swallow down the even bigger urge to scream. “W-Which one of you… d-did it?! We had… a pact, you-! You dishonest buffoons!” It was hard to keep up the posh and proper Pomefiore student front when all he wanted was to punch their faces.

“Epel!!” The boy was cut off by Vil yelling at him from a distance. Everyone flinched at the stern callout.

Seems like the dorm head decided to have his yoga session outside. How inconvenient.

Jack was the first to speak, “What are you talking about? Do what? Why would you think someone broke the pact?”

Ace followed, “Are you delirious?!”

Sebek nodded, booming voice amping his statement. “I must agree with Trappola this time. You’re pointing fingers unjustly! How do we know it was not you who broke the pact?!”

Before Epel could defend himself, Deuce exclaimed, “Sebek’s right! Your sudden outburst is suspicious! No one knows what you’re blaming us for except you!”

“ ‘T fuck ya mean by that, city boy?! ‘Tis clear as day, a damn big red mark on her neck!” Epel snapped at the accusation, but a heavy glare at the back of his head corrected his speech, "Ahem… I-I mean… There's clearly a distasteful bruise marring the...pristine skin of her neck! The culprit better confess now!"

"Mark on her neck?" Jack questioned, coming closer to the sitting girl.

"Woah, what's going on? Whose neck? What mark? What are you guys even getting angry about? What pact?" The [dorm] student was full of doubts and ready to push away anyone that dared come too close.

With a shaky sweet smile, the lilac haired instructed, "Dear [Name], can you please turn your head to the side for a moment? Just...to check for something."

She hesitated, but complied no less. The Heartslabyul duo's surprised reactions worried her, "What? What's wrong?! Why are you acting so weird?"

"Look at the size of that! Well, clearly Epel couldn't do it, he's too small." Ace thought out loud, which gained him a ferocious death stare from the mentioned boy.

"Ace, didn't you have a study session alone with [Name]?" Deuce questioned, voice holding a threatening tone.

The other half-of-a-whole-idiot opened and closed his mouth, unable to speak. He resorted to winking and giving finger guns.

"Ya bastard! It was you all along!" Epel and Deuce accused.

Trappola protested, "Hey, I wasn't the only one having alone time with her! You also had a private lesson with her, Deuce! And Jack, I saw you hanging back with her after practice!"

"Woah! Look at it! It has small dots surrounding it!" The shortest boy of the group pointed at the strange mark on [Name]'s neck.

The human trio remained silent while Jack sighed, knowing where this would lead to.

"It's one of you two! With your sharp fangs and whatnot!" Accusing fingers were directed at them.

Sebek was the one to defend himself first, "I have not been able to meet [Name] this whole week for our scheduled reading session! Don't even dare point blame at me!"

"You guys are insufferable, why would either of us bite down on the one we fancy without going all out?" The wolf growled.

"Exactly! Howl speaks the truth! Coupling and the like are serious matters to us fae! ...and beastmen!" Zigvolt backed the claim.

They continued arguing intensely as a very weirded out [Name] watched in horror and confusion.

"Are they referring to me? What even is the thing they're talking about?" She pondered, her own hand traveled up to feel at her neck. "Itchy...very itchy…" So she did what instinct said and scratched the spot.

"What has gotten into their heads?" Grim suddenly approached the sitting one.

The [color] haired sighed, "Something or other about breaking a pact and a mark on my neck." She turned to look at the cat-monster, "Say, Grim, can you do me a favor and tell me what exactly is on my neck? I just know it itches and feels slightly hotter than the rest of my skin there."

Round azure eyes examined the spot he was told to. "Oh! It seems to be a mosquito bite!" The feline spoke loudly.

"Seriously?! You have those here too?! Uuugh, what a drag!" [Name] groaned at the news.

The yelling suddenly stopped.

"Come...again?" Sebek, for once in their whole friendship, spoke in a low voice.

Grim repeated himself, "What [Name] told me to look at in her neck, it's a mosquito bite… Maybe she got it while sleeping."

Everyone took a good look at the red bump again, letting a small "oh" after realizing their mistake.

"Ahaha… so, uh… guess it was all a misunderstanding…" Ace said, bringing an awkward silence afterwards.

"Anyways, guys," The girl stood up, "Care to explain what was all that about a pact and worrying who did this to me? What about that thing of biting down on the one you fancy?" Peeved [eye color] looked between all of them as she crossed her arms.

"N-Nothing to worry about much, [Name]! I-Its just..!" Deuce began.

"Dumb teen boy things, don't e~ven worry! Ahaha..!" Ace seconded.

Jack cleared his throat, "Something, uh… Leona wants me back at the dorm at this hour. See you around." The tan boy fled the scene.

"Y-Yeah! The Young Master must be soliciting my services! I must go. Farewell." Sebek followed.

"I-I believe Vil called for me earlier!" Epel ran as fast he could, in the complete opposite direction to where the dorm leader was exercising.

"Dumbasses, bunch of dumbasses…" The [hair color] sighed. "They all have a crush in me, don't they?"

Ace and Deuce looked at each other before laughing nervously, "Yeah, we, uh…"

"Have to feed the flamingos!"

"Indeed! Can't let them feed themselves!"

"So~... We gotta go, get changed, into the pink clothes, else they will...b-...b-..."

"Bite! Yeah, they bite and peck very hard!"

"Oh, yes! Aha… So… See ya 'round!"

"Bye for now!"

"That they do...that they do…" Grim confirmed.

[END☆]

Anyways~ hope this was a fun read! ( ＾▽＾)/

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Epel, dear, you shouldn’t be on that section of the library...

Thank you for the request~

#March 2021 special #request pavilion #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #1st year gang #Ace Trappola #Deuce Spade #Jack Howl #Epel Felmier #Sebek Zigvolt #zack writes #fun times

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the-iceni-bitch · 3 years

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Please do 61 with Ransom.

61) “If you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.”

Hmmm, more OTP for all you lovely hoes! You nonnies just keep lobbing em right at me.

This ended up sparking something in me and I ended up writing a full length fic about more escapades with the asshole bunch.

Tagging my babes @chrissquares @stargazingfangirl18 (I’m targeting you a little with this one Siri cuz lacrosse Ransom is def wearing Fila) @subtlebucky @egcdeath

Quick, dirty, outdoor smut!!! No minors!!!

You and Ransom had decided to meet at the park with the other couples in his little asshole group of friends.

It was finally starting to warm up some, and when the boys had brought up getting out the sticks for some lacrosse you had jumped on it. Ransom didn’t have the balls to tell you it was really just a guy thing, you looked so excited about it.

He parked the beemer at the park entrance and grinned when he saw your Volvo already there. He grabbed his sticks and the cooler full of beer from the trunk and headed towards the field where he saw the rest of you gathered.

He groaned as he drew closer and finally got a good look at you as you waved at him. You looked like a preppy dream in a polo shirt and tiny shorts, a headband around your forehead and knee high socks under your cleats.

“Hey baby!” You said giddily as you ran towards him with your stick slung over your shoulders. “Can you believe I still fit in my high school uniform?”

“I think you’re taking this a little too seriously sweetheart.” He grinned, dropping the cooler and catching you when you jumped into his arms and pressed your lips to his with a satisfied hum.

“Says the man who showed up wearing his letterman’s jacket.” You teased as you hopped down and helped him carry the cooler the rest of the way.

“Yeah? Well if you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.” He purred in your ear as you set down the cooler, wrapping his stick around your back and drawing you close.

“Ha! I’m not playing lacrosse in pants, Hugh!” You said with a shake of your head. “But keep that in mind for later. Can you believe none of the other girls brought sticks?”

“Honey, none of them play lacrosse.” He chided as he watched you stretch.

“Well then what’s the point of... oh goddamn it!” You rolled your eyes as you stood up. “This was supposed to be another boy’s outing where I sit with the other girls and get wine drunk wasn’t it? Don’t answer that! Chauvinist assholes...”

He just chuckled as he watched you mutter to yourself angrily, grabbing your extra sticks and storming off towards the other girls, gesturing wildly as you tried to go over the basics with them.

“So, the girls are playing then?” Dylan asked as he came to stand by Ransom, grabbing an IPA from the cooler and taking a gulp.

“Sure seems that way.” Ran answered as he watched you shove a stick at Lexi and make a throwing motion that she tried to emulate feebly.

“Is this gonna be another day of your girlfriend showing us all up, Drysdale?” Chaz asked as he joined the two of them, chuckling as they tried to figure out exactly what you were trying to instruct the girls on now. “Cuz I don’t think my ego can take it.”

“I dunno what to tell you man.” Ran said with a shrug, grabbing himself a beer and drinking deep. “Quit inviting us to this shit if you don’t want her to hand your ass back to you.”

“Alright douchebags, lets play some lacrosse!” You screamed at them, a massive grin splitting your face.

“I can’t decide if having her on my team or playing against her will be worse.” Logan groaned as the four men walked towards the field apprehensively.

“Alright, should we split this up by couples or what?” Dylan asked as Lexi moved to stand next to him.

“Sounds good to me.” You beamed.

“Great, so Y/N, Ran , Chaz and Brit, you guys can play together and me, Jess, Logan, and Lex will be the other team. Girls play defense.”

“Sounds good.” Ran said fast before you had a chance to start an argument, guiding you away from the center of the field quickly.

“But I play attack, babe.” You whined as he walked next to you and stopped in front of the goal.

“Yeah, I think that you playing attack might be a little too much all at once sweetie.” He said with a shrug as he moved to middle position. “Just channel that frustration babe, you’ll do great!”

You just chewed on your lip as you watched Logan and Chaz grapple for the ball. Logan won out, barreling over Chaz and spinning past Ran like a pro. You smirked as you pivoted towards him, bracing yourself as you charged each other.

He shifted his weight to spin around you and you grinned before full body checking him, ripping the stick out of his hand and helicoptering it out of his grip as you tossed him over your shoulder. You scooped the ball up and lobbed it to Ransom as you sprinted up the field. He passed it back to you when Dylan tried to take him down and you snatched it out of the air before diving around a confused looking Lexi and chucking the ball at the net, grinning when it sailed past Jess for a point.

“Goddamn it!” Dylan groaned as you jogged past him back to your position, giving Ransom a celebratory high five that he followed up with a smack on the ass as he grinned at you.

Logan was still trying to stand up as you returned to your defensive position, glaring at you as he ran a hand through his hair.

“How the fuck was that not a foul?!” He seethed at you.

“A foul?!” You shouted with an air of disdain. “Don’t be a pussy Van Doren! You bring that weak shit to my house and I’m serving it right back to you! Right babe?”

“That’s right babe!” Ran shouted back to you as he shrugged apologetically at Logan when he stalked past him.

The rest of the game went about the same, you hardly let anyone past and Logan flinched so bad every time you got near him it was easy for your team to dominate. Dylan finally called a stop after an hour, he and Logan covered in dirt and bruises from the rough play.

“That’s it, we’re done. I need a fucking drink.” He huffed as he dragged himself off the field, Lexi bouncing next to him excitedly. Apparently, one of the things you had been teaching the girls was how to hit, and she had cracked Chaz and Ransom a couple of times. You grinned and congratulated her and the other girls on a game well played as you moved to grab a porter from the cooler.

“Jesus Christ, Drysdale. That woman is a damn menace.” Logan groaned as he grabbed a bag of ice and pressed it against his ribs.

“Yeah, how the fuck do you keep up with her?” Chaz asked, shaking his head as sipped his lager. “She’s barely sweating.”

“I don’t even know man.” He said with a shrug, gasping for air as he chugged his IPA. “She’s a fucking pistol.”

“Not the word I’d use but whatever.” Logan said, annoyed at you two.

“Shut up, L, you’re just pissed she beat the shit out of you.” Dylan said with a grin. “Where you going, Ran?”

“Gotta take a leak!” Ransom lied as he jerked his head towards the trees suggestively after making eye contact with you.

“Scuse me gals, I gotta help Hugh with something.” You said around a grin after chugging the rest of your beer.

“Jesus, you two will do it anywhere, huh?” Brittney said with an eye roll.

You just shrugged at her as you jogged after Ransom towards the small clutch of pines.

Ransom grabbed you around your waist and swung you off your feet when you reached him, making you squeal before he smashed his lips against yours.

“You were amazing.” He purred as he pressed you up against a tree, running his lips up and down your throat and making you whine.

“Yeah, I’m a fucking legend babe. I told you.” You muttered around a grin. “Did you see those hits I landed?”

“Mmhm, sure did.” He mumbled, nipping at the hollow behind your ear that he knew drove you crazy as his hips ground against you.

“You ever eat a legend’s pussy, Hugh?” You teased, starting to shove his head down between your legs.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Y/N!” He whined as you forced him to his knees. “I was kinda hoping we could both get something out of this.”

“Sorry babe, middle gets whatever attack says they get.” You said with a shrug as you slid your shorts off and hooked your leg over his shoulder. “Make me come with that pretty mouth and maybe I’ll let you get your dick wet.”

“Bitch.” He murmured as he started brushing his lips over your inner thigh, no real malice in his tone as he gazed at you through his lashes.

“That’s right Hugh, I’m the fucking bitch. Now lick it.”

He ran his nose over your clothed core and inhaled deeply before shoving your panties aside. You moaned as he dragged his tongue over your slit, lapping up the evidence of your arousal before swirling his tongue through your folds.

His hands moved under your ass and tilted your hips towards his face, giving him even more access to your dripping heat. Your fingers gripped his hair painfully when he flicked his tongue over your asshole in a quick series of kitten licks before moving it in a heavy stripe back up to your clit.

You had to bite your lip to keep from screaming when he slid a finger inside you, curling it in a come hither motion at the same time he pressed his tongue against your clit. He lashed your bundle of nerves lightly as you writhed against him, your head thumping back against the tree as he slipped in a second finger.

His lips wrapped around your clit as he started fucking you with his digits, curling and twisting them inside you so he hit every spot he knew would drive you absolutely crazy. You felt him grin against you as he shook his head to bury himself deeper in your folds, groaning when he felt you clench around his fingers.

“Fuck, Ransom! I’m so close.” You panted breathlessly, grinding your pussy into his face as you neared the edge.

You felt him slide his pinky into your puckered hole, spearing past the tight ring of muscle until you felt the cool metal of his ring against your entrance and you fucking lost it.

Your thighs tried to crush his skull as you came violently, somehow managing to swallow the shriek that tried to rip out of your chest. He moaned as he ran his tongue over your pussy to collect your release as it ran over his fingers while you clenched and fluttered around him.

“How was that, champ?” He said around a wicked grin once you finally released his head, sliding his hands up your body as he stood up.

“Good... it was good.” You panted as he buried his face in your neck.

“Yeah? Good enough for you to help me out, babe?” He asked, grinding his hips into you to show you how hard he was at the same time he wrenched your polo and sports bra up to expose your breasts.

“I think we can work something out.” You murmured as he palmed your breast with one hand while the other splayed over your ass.

“What did you have in mind, sweetheart?” He hummed as his lips moved over your throat softly.

“Oh, I dunno. Something extra special for my favorite middle.” You purred, pushing him away from you a little bit so you could turn around.

“Fuck, really?” He beamed, running his hand over your ass as he pressed you into the tree.

“Really, you did such a good job, baby, you deserve a reward.” You said as you peeked are him over your shoulder. “Now fuck my ass until I come again, Hugh.”

He chuckled darkly into your hair as he slid his shorts down his legs and drew his cock out of his boxer briefs. You moaned as he ran his length through your slick before he pressed his tip against your pretty hole. The groan he let out as he speared into you made your pussy clench around nothing, fluttering as your body tried to draw him as deep as possible until he was fully sheathed in you and his hips were resting against your ass.

“Shit. Oh my god.” He hissed into your shoulder as he stilled his hips for a beat. “You feel so fucking good, baby.”

“Yeah, I know.” You mumbled as the tree bark scratched at your cheek. “Could you move? I’d like to have another orgasm sometime before noon.”

“So fucking bossy.” He groaned before sliding out of you halfway and slamming back into you, making you yelp.

You moaned as he finally started fucking you, his hips moving at a vicious pace as he bounced you against the tree. He wrapped a hand around your throat and squeezed lightly as he drew you back against his chest.

“Love when you let me fuck your ass, baby.” He growled in your ear as his hips slapped against your cheeks, making you mewl as slick started leaking down your thighs from your aching pussy. “Love how wet you get and how you strangle my cock. You want my fingers in that tight little pussy?”

“Yeah.” You whined as he teased his fingers over your clit. “Need you in my pussy so bad Ran, I’m gonna come.”

He sucked your earlobe between his teeth and spanked your pussy before shoving three fingers inside you as you came with a shriek, your body arching against him as you spasmed uncontrollably.

“Jesus, you’re squeezing me so good.” He groaned as you came down, sobbing with pleasure and sagging against him. “I’m gonna fill this ass up.”

You felt his cock throbbing inside you at the same time he twisted his fingers and you screamed, your release gushing out of you and soaking his thighs as he filled you with his spend, pressing you against the tree and sinking his teeth into your shoulder as his hips jerked. He groaned into your hair as he shoved his cum deep inside you and pulled his fingers from your swollen cunt.

“Holy fuck.” He mumbled into your hair before sucking his fingers into his mouth and groaning at your taste.

“Yeah.” You murmured as you yanked your bra and shirt back down and pulled your panties back into place before bending over to slide your shorts back on. “You should’ve lettered in that.”

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A/N: Not just regular assholes, preppy jock assholes!!!

#natalie answers #smut prompts #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #ransom x you #ransom drysdale smut #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom smut #ransom drysdale #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans character #smut #eighteen and over #eighteen plus #do not interact if you are a minor

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newtonsheffield · 3 years

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Molly in penance for all the angst and pain that you have put us through this week, need to give us some real spicy good girl's content 🌶️🌶️

Maybe thier first time having sex? Or maybe the first time they record themselves having sex?

These two have my whole heart and I can't get enough of them🥰🥰🌶️🌶️

Molly, to make up for the last chapter of Royals, you could write us some Good Grils or ASSD do a spicy saturday/sunday 😈❤️‍🔥

Ohhhhhh Boy.

You know what, I probably deserve it. I genuinely thought you guys would see right through my cliffhanger. There was never not gonna be angst from Anthony after he told the woman he loved to marry someone else. But I promise you, this is the last chapter with Heavy angst. The next few chapters, all at least have something lighter in them!

Anthony knew he was, quite frankly, the luckiest son of a bitch alive. Which is something that 8 months ago, he definitely wouldn't have been how he'd described himself. But honestly, at the moment, his life was pretty fucking great. His siblings all seemed pretty content, his Mum was doing better, and she seemed to really have connected with Kate's family, and then there was Kate. Kate who helped him look after his younger sister, while she carried on a conversation in perfect BSL with Ben, barely speaking as she did it these days, who stood with his mother in the kitchen and helped with bake sale contributions for Daphne's ballet school. Kate who kissed his forehead and told him she loved him. Kate who let him grind against her, clutching him closer and closer his name falling from her lips like it was a prayer, I Love you, Anthony I love you so much. Gasped against him, and made him feel worthwhile and loved. Kate who was coming home today after two weeks away.

"I have a surprise for you." He'd said last night over the phone, his heart humming happily as she let out a delighted squeak.

"Oooo, are you going to fuc-? Yeah so we'll probably back around one." The tone of her voice changed completely, "Yeah, it's Anthony." She was talking to someone else, he could hear the murmuring in the background and then "My Dad says Hi."

It was ridiculous, actually, she'd been gone for two weeks, they'd spoken every day and his chest had ached, with a deep longing, he'd been absolutely unbearable, even Sophie had rolled her eyes as he lounged around the back of the bakery.

"She'll be back soon, it's not as though she's died. Thank god, Ben and I aren't this ridiculous."

So now here he was, at 1:02pm barrelling towards the Sharma's house on his bike, barely cutting off the engine before he was leaping up the steps towards the front door.

"Anthony, Sweetheart, how are you?" Mary said as soon as the door was open, her kind smile greeting him gently.

"I'm great thanks, Mary. How was the wedding?" He slipped inside.

"Oh it was lovely. My cousin-"

"Anthony!" Kate had barrelled into him before he had time to think, her legs around his waist as she launched herself at him. Her voice in his ear, "I missed you."

"I missed you too, Princess." There was a lump in his throat that he couldn't push down, comforted by her presence.

"Mary, um, We're going out." Kate said, letting her legs drop.

Anthony's cheeks burning under Mary's astute gaze, "Just make sure you're back for dinner. Anthony you're always welcome, I'll make you some of those samosas you like to take home."

Anthony barely got out a "Thanks, Mary!" before Kate tugged him through the front door.

As soon as they were on the street outside, Kate's lips were on his, before he could even say Wait! Her tongue tangling with his and then- Kate shoved him backwards, her eyes wide.

"Anthony, did you-?"

"Surprise?" Anxiety suddenly swirled in his stomach as she stared open mouthed at him. "I can... take it out... fuck, I thought you might like how it feels."

Kate cleared her throat. "You got a tongue ring for me?" Anthony nodded, Kate whined, tugging him back down to her, her hips already grinding against his thigh.

"Take me somewhere, and tongue fuck me with that."

Anthony couldn't get on his bike fast enough, tearing off towards the quiet section of town near the woods. As soon as they stopped she was covering him again, pushing at his jacket.

"Um, before you take that off I have another surprise."

Kate's eyebrows raised, "Oh my god, is it a nipple ring? Because I kind wanted to get one and-"

Anthony whined his hips bucking against her at the thought, "Okay, we'll get back to that later." He stepped back, tugging his jacket off, his bare arms on display and then she saw it. The tattoo that had just healed, wrapped around his left forearm. A crown, shaded in black and grey.

Kate's fingers reached out, tracing over the lines.

"I am going to love you, forever, and I don't see any point in pretending otherwise." His voice broke a little at the end, at the tears in her eyes, her lips crashing against his again.

"I love you so much, but I really really missed you."

And he still didn't know what made him do it. Even now. He pulled her phone from her pocket, switching to the camera, forcing it into her hand.

"If you missed me, film it for next time." He ignored the way her mouth dropped open, as he dropped to his knees, ducking her towards the edge of the seat of the bike, her skirt tugged roughly over her hips, her legs over his shoulders, his hands tearing at her underwear, ignoring the sound of the lace tearing.

And he couldn't wait anymore, he ducked his head towards her, the taste of her settling against him, a growled ripped from his chest as she moaned her hand threading into his hair, tugging him closer, her hips grinding against him filthily, his hands spreading her legs wider, his new tattoo spread against the bare skin between her skirt and top, their eyes locked together, her movements erratic as his fingers joined his tongue.

Anthony Fuck, Fuck, Oh my god, it feels so good, I love you, I love you. Echoing through the clearing, and then she shuddered against him.

He stood from his knees, tugging her mouth to his, forcing her to taste herself against him.

"I love that fucking tongue ring." She gasped, as they pulled apart, still breathless, her shoulders heaving.

"I'm glad you liked your surprises. And ahhh next time you miss me, just hit replay."

Kate laughed in his ear. "Honey, I'm not done yet."

And yeah. maybe it was a little awkward to sit ext to her Dad at dinner with her torn underwear in the pocket of his jacket, and the taste of her still on his tongue, but he really didn't care.

#good girls au #spicy sunday🌶#kathony #anthony x kate #anthony bridgerton #kate sheffield #kate sharma #molly's asks and answers

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sequinsmile-x · 3 years

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Concussion

Emily gets hit over the head. Aaron worries.

Based on a prompt from the lovely @ssa-sparks

Words: 2.3k

Warnings: Mentions of minor injuries/blood/stitches etc

Read over on Ao3 or below the cut!

It happens so fast.

Emily and JJ go in first at Aaron’s request, aware that there were children on the scene and their presence would startle them less. They clear the first floor of the house, JJ directing the two young boys they find in the living room out of the front door. Emily opens the door to the basement, clearing the way as she walks down the stairs.

As soon as her feet hit the bottom step she is hit in the head, hard, and falls to the ground. She cries out as her vision and hearing briefly go, the pain spreading throughout her skull immediately. She isn’t sure exactly what happens, she can hear the muffled sound of JJ yelling, and the others rushing in. The unsub apprehended by Derek almost immediately, the 2x4 he had used to hit her abandoned on the ground next to her.

Emily closes her eyes to block out the light that suddenly seemed too intense. She smells his cologne before she sees him. Something warm and uniquely Aaron filling her senses. Something that smelt like home. When she reopens her eyes Aaron is there, leaning over her, concern written all over his face.

“Em? Are you hurt? What happened?” He asks, grimacing when he looks at her properly.

“He got the drop on me.” Emily says as she sits up, her eyes briefly going blurry again. Aaron reaches out for her, his hands on her upper arms as he tries to steady her. She puts her hand to her forehead and pulls it back to see blood on her fingers. “Damn it.”

“What do you remember?” He asks, not bothering to cover his concern as he helps her sit up.

“Aaron, calm down. I didn’t even pass out.” She blinks a couple times, wincing as she again puts her hand to her head where she was hit. She shrugs his hands off of her, looking around the room at the local cops surrounding them, annoyed that despite the head injury she was the one who seemed to remember where they were. “I’m fine.”

He ignores her, his worry outweighing his usual ability on picking up on her frustration.

“Do you know where we are? What year is it? Who am I?” He asks in quick succession, dutifully helping her to her feet as she tries to do it herself, not making any comment when she grasps his bicep when she loses her balance.

“If you don’t stop, you won’t be my boyfriend for much longer, that much I can tell you.”

He ignores her again, used to being the one she would take out her frustration on, very rarely rising to the bait.

“The EMTs are outside, we’ll get them to have a look at you.” He says, following her up the stairs to make sure she doesn’t fall.

“Aaron.”

“Please don’t argue with me on this.” He pleads as they make it to the first floor, his eyes imploring her to just listen to him.

She gently nods her response and walks outside. She’s aware of his hand hovering just behind her lower back, ever ready to support her if she needed it, even if she didn’t want him to. ____________

“Why is it always you that ends up with a head injury?” Aaron asks quietly, his voice gentle as if he is avoiding making her inevitable headache worse.

She was sat up on a gurney, the EMTs having decided she needed to go to hospital to get checked over properly. Aaron was sitting on the edge facing her. Emily winces as he presses the ice pack the nurse had handed him against the gash on her forehead, the cold seeping in and making her head pound. They were waiting for the doctor to see if she needed stitches. The rest of the team were packing up at the precinct, waiting to meet them at the jet, leaving the couple to it.

It was well known that Emily wasn’t a good patient, neither of them were. In the few times one of them, or on one very stressful occasion for Dave both of them, were in need of a hospital check up since they got together they were only placated by each other. Raised eyebrows and vague threats enough to make them listen to the doctors as they were poked and prodded to make sure none of their injuries were permanent.

“I don’t always end up with head injuries, Aaron.” She says through her teeth. Her annoyance at him is lost in translation, the blood that still stained her face and had dripped down onto her chest removing some of its bite.

“Well you get more than the rest of us.” He briefly lifts the ice pack to look at the wound, his breath hitching when he sees it again. A mar on her pale skin, one of his favourite places to kiss her. He tenderly moves some of her hair out of the way, tucking it behind her ear with such affection she can’t help but smile at him despite her frustration. He puts the ice pack back down on her skin. “It’s like you’re attracted to 2x4s or something.”

“Shut the fuc-”

“Agent Prentiss?”

They both turn to see a doctor standing at the end of the cubicle they were in, an amused look on her face that told them just how much of their exchange she had overheard.

“Let's have a look at this head wound, shall we?”

Aaron moves the ice pack and stands up to give the doctor some room, but stays next to the gurney.

“Oh yeah, definitely stitches.” The doctor says, her gloved fingers pressing gently at Emily’s forehead.

“Seriously?” Emily says, staring at the doctor as she nods. “блять.”

The doctor looks concerned and turns to Aaron, her eyebrow raised.

“That’s normal.” He explains, a small smile on his face. “She always curses in Russian when she’s annoyed. Usually it’s aimed at me.”

“It's the best language to curse in.” Emily explains to the doctor before turning to glare at her boyfriend.

They patiently wait as the doctor sets up the stuff she needs to stitch Emily’s forehead. Aaron grabs her hand when he sees the needle the doctor moves towards her face as she explains it’s a local anaesthetic that will numb some of the pain. Emily raises her eyebrow at him, and mutters something under her breath about how she isn’t a child.

Neither of them acknowledge how tightly she squeezes his hand once the doctor begins. He leans down to press a kiss to the top of Emily’s head and smiles against her hair when she further tightens her grip on him. ____________

Emily was so relieved to get home she could have cried. The noise of the jet had made her head throb harder as the flight went on, the hours dragging on into what felt like days. Aaron had encouraged her to sleep on the journey but she refused, wanting to ensure her paperwork was finished before they landed. The promise of having the following day off getting her through the headache that was made worse by Derek and Spencer’s latest prank war.

She had caught Aaron glaring at them, an admonishment on the tip of his tongue but she had nudged him under the table with her knee before he could, a soft smile on her face as she looked at him adoringly.

Even when he pissed her off she loved him. And that pissed her off even more.

She hated being coddled, and even after all of this time with Aaron she still sometimes found his affection surprising. How easily he’d give it away to her, like it cost him nothing. How he’d buy her candy on the way home just because he walked past the aisle and thought of her. He’d touch her at any given opportunity. A hand brushing over her shoulder or her waist, pressed into her lower back as he guides her through a door. A kiss to her forehead, her cheek.

Ever since the EMT had told them she needed to go to the hospital he had been treating her like she was made of glass and she hated it, hated that he looked so guilty as the doctor had stitched her forehead back together. She knows he needs this, to look after her. Penance for what he deemed to be his fault since it was his decision to send her into the house first. So she lets him hover, with minimal barbs thrown at him so he knows when he is toeing the line between what she deems acceptable and what is too far.

She merely rolls her eyes at him, ignoring how it made her head burn with pain, when he insists on carrying her go-bag for her, but she stops him at opening her car door as he pulls their car up on their driveway. She’s out of the car before he can think about it, an eyebrow raised at him in defiance when he starts to protest.

As soon as the front door closes behind them he sets the alarm and throws their go-bags over the back of the couch. Emily takes off her shoes and coat, closing her eyes as her head swims when she bends forward to put the shoes away. When she’s upright again she knows he’s seen it, his eyes fixed on her.

“Why don’t you head on up sweetheart. I’ll be right up.” He says as he kisses her temple.

“Okay.” Emily replies, not having it in her to argue. “I’ll see you in a minute.”

Her nighttime routine goes by in a blur, and if questioned she wasn’t even sure if she would remember completing all of the steps. She turns off the main light, leaving only Aaron’s bedside light on, and climbs in under the covers.

When Aaron enters the room she is almost asleep, shocked awake by the room flooding with light. She groans, pulling the comforter over her head to block out what she can.

“Too bright.” She grumbles, her voice muffled.

“Sorry, sweetheart.” He turns the light back off and sheds his suit, his jacket over the back of a chair in a corner.

He gets ready for bed and climbs in next to her, a smile on his face as he gently pulls the covers back from her face. He gently runs his thumb over the edge of the large white dressing on her forehead, the spares tucked in his go-bag with instructions from the doctor on when to change it written on his phone.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, his voice barely a whisper.

“Head hurts.” She admits, feeling able to do so now it was just the two of them in the safety of their bedroom, with no prying eyes or concerned glances from the team. Even though so much time had passed since Ian Doyle had torn through their lives, there was always a moment when she was hurt that she would see the panic on her friend’s faces. See them go back to the time they were all told she was dead. It made her want to protect them, claiming she was fine even though her head felt like it had been stamped on.

Aaron was different. There was so much naked honesty in their relationship, so much that could be said without either of them saying a word, that she knew he already knew how she was feeling at any given time.

At one point in her life she would have found it suffocating, the fact that someone could know her that well. When they started their relationship she kept waiting for it to happen, for him to be so good, so righteous, that it would tip her over the edge. Make her self-destruct and take him down with her. But it never came. Now she can’t imagine life without him.

“I know it does, baby.” He answers before kissing her forehead, his lips grazing the edge of the dressing. “Get some sleep.”

“Are you going to let me sleep?” She asks, voice thick with exhaustion as she curls into his side.

“I’m going to follow the doctor's instructions and wake you up every couple hours if that’s what you’re asking.”

“иди на хуй.”

He chuckles into the top of her head. “I’m going to choose to believe that's you saying you love me.”

“Whatever makes you feel better, honey.” ____________

“Em, sweetheart. You’ve got to wake up.” He shakes her slightly and can’t help the relief he feels when she groans.

“What time is it?”

“3am.”

“I hate you so much.” She grumbles before she pulls his arm tighter across her waist, wrapping herself up tighter in his embrace. She moves with a speed that surprises herself and reaches behind her to press her hand over his mouth. “If you even think about asking me what year it is and if I know who you are, I’ll make you sleep in the garden. Concussion or no concussion.”

He smiles against the palm of her hand and kisses it before removing it from his mouth.

“Straight to the garden?”

“The spare room or the couch are for good boyfriends who let me sleep through the night.”

He kisses her temple. “I just want to make sure you’re ok.”

“I know.” She says, already drifting back off to sleep. “And I love you. But let's go back to sleep.”

“I love you too.” He kisses her temple again. “See you in a couple hours.”

He smiles at, and ignores, the Russian curse words she mutters under her breath and strokes her hair until she falls asleep again.

He doesn’t sleep that night, keeping an eye on her until the sun rises.

When he falls asleep on the couch the following afternoon she purposely wakes him by turning the tv volume all the way up, disregarding the pounding in her own head.

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