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livwritessometimes · 5 days

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So Long London - Lando Norris

: Lando Norris x singer!reader

: y/n is ready to move on

: Part 3

: Masterlist

: Author’s Note: And with that we come to the end of Love lost series. I hope you guys liked it (if so do let me know) 💕 also I had no idea there was a 30 photo limit!! Had to delete 2 photos for the story to make sense.

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-> why are you here?? Didn’t you and Lando break up! Why are you still hanging out with his friends??

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-> Yessss I’m so glad you’re here to support max 💕

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Yourname: Congratulations Max and Checo!! P1-P2 💪🏻 (also last slide is max emilian’s live reaction to the tea ☕️)

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schecoperez: Thank you y/n 🙌🏻

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maxverstappen1: you swore you won’t use the 3 pic 😃

-> Yourname: Yes and I lied 😙

redbullracing: Thank you for coming y/n 💙 you’re always welcome here!

-> Yourname: Thank you for having me 🫶🏻

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kellypiquet: The 2 pic is so cute!! Send that to me <3 also I’ve been telling you that max is a girls girl 🎀

-> Yourname: Sending!! And yesss I believe you now

-> maxverstappen1: :/

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User62: I wonder what Lando has to say about their friendship

-> User48: I know right like you’re no longer a wag stop trying to be one

-> User50: umm first of all Max and Kelly both are friends with y/n (and dare I say they’re closer to her than him) and second of all she can do whatever she wants!!

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🎶 The Night We Met by Lord Huron 🎶

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-> let’s meet tom? Have a girls dinner!!

Yourname: are you sure? I don’t want you to take on unnecessary stress just because of me

-> ofc I’m sure!! And don’t say that, it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other

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Yourname: Previously on Gossip Girls!! (missing @/lilyzneimer and @/carmenmmundt)

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Yourname: also @/charles_leclerc I stole your girlfriend!! She’s mine now <3

-> charles_leclerc: Whatttt!!! 😨

-> alexandrasaintmleux: yes @/charles_leclerc it’s true

-> charles_leclerc: Alexx!! we have a child together 🐶 think about him

-> Yourname: oh yes! Forget to tell you, we get Leo’s custody 🐕 I got your girl and your dog leclerc 😌

-> alexandrasaintmleux: sorry baby but it is what it is 🤷🏻‍♀️

User13: why is no one talking about the last slide 🫢

User32: I bet the reason why lily is not here is because she’s staying loyal to Lando and McLaren!!

-> User02: ????? Lily is Oscar’s girlfriend why would she stay loyal to Lando!!

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F1updates: Lando Norris spotted with a new beau! The McLaren driver was recently seen attending the Monte Carlo Masters Finals with Portuguese model Margarida Corceiro. Fans spotted the two getting dinner after the event. Norris recently ended a 5 year relationship with Singer Y/n L/n. There has been no confirmation from either the two about whether they are dating or not. Only time will tell if it’s time to welcome a new wag in the McLaren garage.

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User04: I’m so happy for Lando to finally be with someone worthy!!

User79: she’s so pretty 😍

User05: can’t believe he wasted 5 years of his life with y/n

User86: why would you tag y/n in this?? It’s not even related to her

-> User51: why else, she deserves to know how happy Lando is after he left her

User01: that’s so soon!! Didn’t he just got out of a FIVE year long relationship?

-> User74: it’s been 2 months relax he can do whatever he wants

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-> hmmm weird timing to post this 👀

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-> so five years meant nothing to you

landonorris: why do you care? It’s not like you did that during our entire relationship

-> what do you even mean by I didn’t care!! I was with you through everything! All your wins and all your losses. How can you say that after I’ve given you so much

landonorris: I loved you but you never bothered seeing any of my efforts. There’s no point of arguing, after all this time you’re still the same old selfish clueless person who let us go. You were never there when I needed you, and now that I am happy you can’t seem to digest that. Move on and let me move on as well.

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Yourname: You’ve been on my mind, and I’ll waste my time 🚬

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User02: prettyyy 💋

User96: girlll are you okay you’re quoting cigarettes after sex 😀 I don’t think you are okay

-> User21: are we all gonna ignore the fact that the next line is “‘til you lift me off the floor and love me again”

*Incoming Call from Y/N*

Kelly: “Hey how’s your night going? I just saw your post-“

Yourname: “kell” y/n said as she tried to control her breathing. “I texted him after I saw his story. He’s blaming me for our break up. I- i did so much for him and now he-“

Kelly: “ok sweetheart listen to me, first try to take a deep breath. Now tell me exactly where you are Max and I will come and get you”

Yourname: “I’m near our regular bar”

Kelly: “okay we’re on our way. Just stay where you are and we’ll get you. And know this y/n it’s not your fault. You guys breaking up was not your fault! don’t let his nonsense get to you. We’re almost there, see you in 5”

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Celebritygossip: Singer Y/n L/n was spotted crying outside a bar by some of her fans. The fans claim that the singer was hysterically crying over the phone. Bystanders also said that they saw Formula 1 driver Max Verstappen and his girlfriend Kelly Piquet arrive at the location trying to console L/n. This news comes right after L/n was seen partying according to her last Instagram post. There has been a lot of speculation going on behind this breakdown, but many believe this is the aftermath of L/n’s ex, Lando Norris confirming his new relationship.

What do you think about this situation? Let us know in the comments down below.

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-> 💙💙

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Yourname: Gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean 🤍

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kellypiquet: 💕

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Y/nNews: It is being reported that singer Y/n L/n has sold her house in London. The singer bought this house in 2019 and lived there with her now ex-boyfriend Lando Norris. The couple broke up a few months ago. Since then, the house has been occupied by L/n alone. There has been no news about whether she bought a new house yet. Stay tuned for more updates!

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Yourname: A much needed day out! (Also Kelly was concerningly good at the gun range)

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kellypiquet: what can I say I’m a women of many talents 💪🏻

-> Yourname: that you are (@/maxverstappen1 hide all sharp objects in the house)

-> maxverstappen1: So glad you guys had a good time 🥰 (way ahead of you)

-> kellypiquet: 🙂🙂 (y’all better run)

-> Yourname: 🏃🏻‍♀️

-> maxverstappen1: 🏃🏻‍♂️

-> User61: these two are such clowns 😭

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Y/nUpdates: Y/n L/n at the Variety Interview “I guess I’ve been exposed to the world in a sense, people prey on that and take advantage of that. They twist it in a way that you don’t always expect.” L/n got emotional as she continued “Sorry I didn’t mean to do this, but it is such a hard thing to balance, because how do you be honest without jeopardising anything. It is very easy to feel out of control and I feel so grateful to be with family and friends who have been with me through my toughest time.”

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User31: It’s so heartbreaking to see her get emotional while talking about the negative effect that fame has on a person.

User08: I’m so glad to see that she’s doing better! It’s nice to finally see her happy and smile genuinely 💕

User22: Not her mentioning Max, Kelly and P as the family she has made along the way 🥺🥺

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kellypiquet: Home sweet home 🏠

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User02: Alt caption: Max and Kelly with their overgrown child 👧🏻

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Yourname: 💕🧿

-> Yourname: also tell max he better hide 😃 because when I find him, I will hit him with the same shoe 👟 he kicked me with

-> maxverstappen1: You’ll never catch me 😌

-> Yourname: P told me where you are 😈👟

-> maxverstappen1: 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

-> User66: at this point I feel P is only smart person in this household besides Kelly

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User01: I live for all the y/n x P content! It’s so wholesome 🫶🏻

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(You know what time it is 🎶)

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Yourname: Sometimes when you have something for so long, life without it feels meaningless. All these years you’ve spent building up something so special, only for you to watch it crumble right in front of your eyes. It takes a lot of strength to move on and finally let things go. But that is part of life, slowly you learn how to breathe again. It took me a long time to be okay and today I release a part of myself to the world that I no longer am. I hope that you can find it within yourself to let go and move on. Here is So Long London.

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Y/nfanclub: Honestly speaking if I were y/n I’d be mad as hell too! I mean just look at London 💔

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User13: But it’s a different kind of pain when someone ruins a place for you. @/Yourname I hope that you get to love London again ❤️‍🩹

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starryylies · 3 months

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Do you think Simon is the type of guy that say “Dress however you want,I can fight”???I think he is..but still he will punished us for teasing him and getting him into trouble :)

Simon punishing you in the bathroom

Omg Hii!! Thank you so much 4 the request I love it aaaaa

and yes I totally agree that si is the type of man to be self assured and say that butttttt you make it hard sometimes but for that you get your due punishment :3

Anyways I hope you enjoy 🩷🩷🩷🩷

You both had decided to go out this Friday night, you were all glammed up wearing your lil white dress with shimmery star like sparkles on it

You were quite reluctant on wearing the dress though since it showed some skin and you felt insecure regarding your body :(

You looked like a goddess in Simon’s eyes though

You looked like an angel in flesh

He swore he would make himself worthy of you and that he would protect you from the outside world

So there you were,

With a possessive arm draped around your shoulders as you walked by the courtyard

reaching to a magical entrance filled with aromas of many a thousand of dishes which were being cooked inside the kitchen

You were so hungry,

drooling even because of the smell of the food

you were enjoying your date with Simon in the restaurant,

until~

You decided it would be a little fun to get him all flustered and play a little game

You slowly hiked your heel upto Si’s crotch rubbing circles there while maintaining eye contact

“you’re playing a dangerous game princess” he said giving out a warning followed by a dark and somewhat soothing chuckle

You kept quiet continuing the ‘game’,

getting soft grunts and winks from si

But then the waiter arrived,

Maybe you had too many glasses of wine or maybe you were just losing your mind,

You decided to go further and tease Simon by flirting with the waiter

Oh this was gonna get more fun you thought

Locking eyes with the waiter, leaving flirtatious cues, brushing your fingertips against his hand

You felt like You finally had the upper hand

Or, so you thought (you don’t )

Si’s fists were clenching in anger.

The second after the waiter left he had to restrain himself to not bend you over then and there to pound into you everyone (the waiter) knows you’re his

So he abruptly got up taking ahold of your wrist leading you to the restroom

“ fuckin’ brat had to rile me up didn’t ya look at ya, so fuckin hungry for my attention” he grumbled out.

Going inside,

He closed the stall keeping you close to him as he roughly yanked off your panties with his left hand

“flirtin’ with the waiter right infront of me, I wanted to rip his fucking eyes off” The words came out like spitfire from his mouth as he held you close with his right hand

You could feel his hot breath on your face as you reached up to give him a soft kiss as an ‘apology’

It was followed by a rough and desperate kiss from his end as he pulled your body closer to his.

“You look so beautiful today but you gotta remember who ya belong to princess” he said softly In between the haste kiss

He then started leaving trails of sloppy wet kisses on the nape of your neck while slowly rubbing your throbbing clit

“FuckkkFuck siiiii it feels nice go on” you moan

“Ya want me to make ya cum with my fingers dont’ ya love”

“Yesss siii pleaseplease” you moaned out softly as you gripped his shirt,

The pressure on your clit and the wet kisses left made you so close

“Are ya close princess huh? Tell me?”

“Yessss si m so close” you whined out

As you were about to reach your orgasm simon yanked away his hand

“Siii why’d you do that” you cried

“Cuz bad girls don’t get to cum now do they princess?” he said teasingly as he straightened his shirt out and fixed his cuffs

“Sii I beg ya please lemme cummm” you whined

“No, Not a single word till we get home princess” He says sternly while you pout :(

As you fix your dress and yourself you try to take your panties which are next to Simon’s shoes

As you bend over to pick them up

Simon is quick to grab them before you

“But sii i need them :((‘

“Dirty little girls don’t get to wear panties and trust me you won’t be needing them princess” he smirks getting out of the stall undazed

leaving you to be a poor horny lil mess for the rest of the night :)

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kayesfanfics · 1 month

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Hi there! May I request an Adrian x reader where he's in need of comfort, so he asks (maybe shyly) if he can sit in her lap, even though she's smaller? She holds him gently, soothing him in any way she can?

Thank you for your consideration ❤��

A/N: YESSSS MY BABY BOY NEEDS COMFORT SO BADLY AND THIS IS SUCH A CUTE PROMPT<3

You and Adrian had been spending days on end cleaning up the castle, disposing of bodies after the battle and mopping up the blood, mending torn drapery and broken artifacts. The work was tiring, both physically and emotionally for Adrian. Having to go through his destroyed childhood home where he had killed his own father hurt him like nothing before, feeling the melancholic feeling of nostalgia waving over him as he wandered the halls of his childhood home, avoiding his old bedroom like the plague. You didn’t clean that room up yet, not wanting to overstep any boundaries before Adrian was ready. He was very quiet and solemn, as expected from someone going through his situation, but you made sure he wasn’t alone for it. You made sure he ate, would hold him as the both of you slept, would offer him a shoulder to cry on when he needed it.

On a day like the past few weeks, you were at the table sorting through dried herbs in the kitchen while Adrian was working elsewhere in the castle. It was so empty and silent and dreary in the castle, even being alone for a little bit made you feel uneasy, knowing it once housed a loving family. In the dreaded silence, you heard Adrian’s shows against the floor from the doorway behind you, and saw his shadow loom from the torches in the hallway.

“What’s on your mind, my love?” You asked without turning around, hearing his footstep get closer to you before a pair of thin, pale arms wrapped around your shoulders and a chin rested on your head.

“I’m not sure. My mind is just wandering right now.” He replied with little emotion, compelling you to set down everything you were sorting and turn to face him. His beautiful face was solemn and stern, his eyes puffy as if he had been crying, and his sweet lips in a tight frown. He looked as if he were about to cry right there in front of you, his eyes not meeting yours and looking down, as if he were ashamed to cry in front of you.

“My love?” You repeated, a hand moving to hold one of his, causing him to snap out of his thoughts and finally look you in the eyes with his own teary ones.

“May I…may I sit in your lap?” He asked with a trembling voice and a blush across his face. You told him ‘of course’ and moved so he could, wrapping your arms around his waist as he kept his around your shoulders. He took a deep breath of relief before letting out a shaky breath, slowly dissolving into tears as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. You immediately held him tighter, moving one of your hands to rub his back as you buried your own face in his hair. You felt his body tremble against your own, his tears already soaking your blouse as he held onto you tightly, as if you’d disappear into thin air at any moment.

“Shhhhh, I know, darling.” You cooed, kissing his clothes shoulder as you yourself began to tear up. It hurt so much seeing the man you loved be so distraught and lost, stuck in a mourning phase he couldn’t escape. The two of you sat like that for what felt like forever until his sobs melted into sniffles, finally out of tears to cry.

“Adrian?”

“Y-Yes?”

“I love you. So much. You know that, right?”

“O-Of course.” He pulled away from the crook of your neck and you wiped any tears left away from his pretty face, holding it in your hands as he leaned into your touch. “I love you, too, Y/N.”

“How about we go to bed early tonight? I just want to hold you.”

“I would like that very much.”

#castlevania #castlevania x reader #adrian tepes x reader #alucard x reader

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multi-fandom-imagine · 8 months

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Omg can you do a mk1 Kenshi fic about meeting the reader who also got recruited by Liu Kang? They first meet when they train for the shaolin and maybe reader is also close friends with Raiden ans Kung Lao? (If thats too much then PLEASE just anything for Kenshi😭)

A/n: Yessss! More for my boy Kenshi! I love him. {shitty banner made by me}

A few recruit, that is what Johnny kept blabbing about and honestly he could careless who Liu Kang brought in, he did careless until Raiden and Kung Lao started to talk about you and from what they were saying he couldn’t help but have his interest peaked.

And then he saw you and he was blown away, he mentally scoffed at himself because Johnny was right about what they were saying about you. He found it hard to tare his gaze from your form but that wasn’t all.

You were kind, playful and he found himself getting nervous around you when you let out that cute little laugh you did. He hated how easily you were able to distract him because it meant that he couldn’t fight, he couldn’t become a better fighter. But you didn’t even seem to notice what you were doing and he wasn’t quite sure how much longer he could last before he blurt out his feelings to you.

God what if he looked like an idiot?

Wetting his lips, he ran his hand down his neck rubbing the soreness away. He was so distracted he didn’t even notice you approach.

“Kenshi?”

Tensing, Kenshi slowly turned his head swallowing thickly as he did his best to pull his gaze from you, his heart pounding in his chest though he did his best to force a smile on his face. “How can I help you?”

Grinning you took a step forward as he took a step back. “Me, Johnny, Raiden and Kung Lao are going to grab something to eat, wanna join us.”

Kenshi’s throat suddenly went dry and he didn’t know what to say. Spend some time with you? Yes you wouldn’t be alone but how could he pass up an opportunity like that. “I like you.” He smiled though his eyes went wide when he realized what he just said.

“Did you just say that you like me?” You asked though a smile was on your face.

Licking his lips Kenshi shook his head as he took a step back. “I did not.”

“Yes you did, you said you liked me.” Taking another step closer you watched his back hit the wall.

Kenshi shook his head though he frantically tried to find away to leave. “I did no-.”

Cutting him off, you pressed your lips against his, you could feel his body stiffen until he finally relaxed into the kiss as he moved his hands to your hips drawing you in closer as he deepened his kiss.

Once the kiss was broken you pressed your lips to the corner of his lips. “I like you too Kenshi.”

“That’s…that’s good to know.”

#drabbles #drabble #kenshi takahashi #mk kenshi #kenshi x reader #Kenshi x you #kenshi takahashi x reader #mortal Kombat #mortal Kombat x reader #mortal kombat x you #mortal Kombat 1

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Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes Review. More like Rambling and Word Vomiting.

I saw it last night. Finally. After so long!

I personally thought it was good, and a solid addition to the POTA franchise. I don't think it's better than Dawn or War, but I'm willing to bet that by the time the full trilogy is out, Kingdom is gonna be looked back upon as a good beginning to Noa and Mae's story, the same way Rise, despite being most people's least favorite of the Caesar trilogy, is still an amazing intro to Caesar's story.

Some nitpicks. Despite the movie being 2.5 hours long, I felt like the final act came too fast? Like, I understand what people meant with the pacing issue. Suddenly we were in the 3rd act and I was like "Wait, we're here? It's done?"

Now, onto the characters! Let the fangirling commence!

Noa

I loved seeing how his journey and character started and where he ends by the end of the movie.

Him going from "That is the law" to "That is the law. But the law is wrong" was so satisfying.

And him being able to call the eagles to him by the end was great to see. By the way, THE SINGING SCENE WITH THE EAGLES???? LIKE???? It could've been so corny but I LOVED IT???

I'm so glad this movie answered the question of whether apes can sing. Yeah, I know they are only humming, but I'LL TAKE IT. APES CAN SING. YESSSS!

He was just a really nice character to follow. I can't wait to see how he'll be like in the next movie after the events of this one transformed him.

I also think he is the kind of protagonist we need after Caesar. I love Caesar, but Noa is....hmm, I guess you could say softer? More naive? I'm sure he'll get tougher as the movies progress like Caesar did, but I like this change.

Mae

I am a Mae defender. Yes, she did betray Noa in the end. I expected her to tbh. And I understand why she did it. She was right in that Proximus getting his hands on those weapons would've been disastrous.

She has probably been taught all her life nothing but bad things about the apes. She was not going to switch sides just because she met Noa. We still got two whole movies after this. She probably won't have her "redemption" until the 3rd movie. I can honestly go on rambling about her, but I'd rather save that for another separate post.

Raka

I really like him. He's great and funny. I love seeing how he talks about humans and his hopes for humans and apes.

Right before he dies, he reminds Noa "Together, strong." His final words and his necklace as a gift to Noa serve as a reminder. A reminder of a hopeful future where apes and humans can coexist. (And then Noa passing along that same necklace to Mae? Bringing a reminder of that hope for peace into her world? Ugh. So good.)

Also, "He was my village." LIKE. DID HE LOSE HIS PARTNER? MY HEART.

Proximus

I thought he was cool. He gave my mother and I a jump scare at the dinner scene where he slams his fist. Also, the way he was just in awe of the gun after Lightning dies. He has his priorities.

Soona and Anaya

Those two were so cute, and I loved their friendship with Noa.

Anaya broke my heart. In the beginning at the tunnel scene, he's all like "Anaya is not scared." But at Proximus's kingdom, he looks terrified at the dinner scene, and before he goes on the mission to climb the wall, he goes "Anaya is scared" and didn't want to go. Poor guy. He pulled through in the end though.

Although *puts on tinfoil hat* this makes me wonder if this foreshadows how his fear will lead him to make a big mistake in the future movies. Similar to what happened with Winter.

Soona was so sweet. Although I'm disappointed we didn't get more of her with Noa. I saw an interview where Soona's actress described a moment where after they are reunited, they kind of make known their feelings for each other or something like that. But...it didn't happen?

Mae and Noa

Alrighty, I'm gonna briefly put on my shipping goggles on, bear with me, because one has to be a teensy bit delusional for this type of stuff, BUT....

I sensed a....vibe? Not a romantic vibe. They are nowhere close to that yet. But I felt like there were tropes and scenes between them that simply imply a romantic path is a possible direction for their relationship. I will make a separate post about them. I wanna wrap this up, lol.

The ending

I liked the ending. It has me so excited for the future of this trilogy. Now that the humans are able to communicate with others, what will this mean? How will Mae be torn between her people and the apes? Same with Noa? I need to know naooooo

8.5/10 stars (I ain't done rambling about this movie yet. But it's my birthday, and I gotta go out and have some dinner, hehe).

#kingdom of the planet of the apes #kingdom of the planet of the apes spoilers #planet of the apes #pota #kotpota #planetoftheapes #kingdomoftheplanetoftheapes #noa pota #mae pota #noa #mae #raka #proximus caesar #proximus

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milkmily · 1 year

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Dreams [Simon Riley]

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x fem reader SMUT

No use of y/n(code name is Eggs), it's really short sorry 😭

"That's it sweetie, take me all in." Ghost whispered in your ear. You kept sinking into his cock, making you moan. It felt like it would never end. His cock was stretching you so good, making you hold on to his thighs as you kept sinking in.

"S-So big…" You say and let out a breath, finally having him all in. "Fuck, you are dripping." He says in a deep voice that makes you more turned on. "You wanna make your Lieutenant proud, Eggs?" He asked as he gently cupped your breasts and squeezed them. "Y-Yessss…!" you wanted to start moving, hop on his cock till there is no end. He gently pinches your nipple and you cup your hands on top of his. "Fuck, aren't you cute? Taking me all in so well." He whispered and lifted his mask, only seeing his lips. He made you turn to look at him and he kissed you. It was a wet sloppy kiss, saliva coming out of the corner of your mouth.

He holds your hips, lowers himself, and starts to move. He would gently move his hips in a circular motion and would gently thrust into your pussy. You pulled away from the kiss, needing to breathe and moan. But Ghost cups your face and makes you turn to look at him, crushing his lips into yours. You moaned in the kiss as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Fuck, he felt so good, way better then you imagined.

"Keep Quiet, Eggs." He says and moves his hand down in-between your thighs. "Wouldn't want to wake up the others, do you?"

"N-No…fuck!" You bit your lower lip as you tried your hardest to not moan louder. He started to rub gentle circles on your clit, making you arch your back, the back of your head falling on his shoulder. You closed your eyes and covered your mouth. "That's it, sweetie, keep that mouth of yours quiet." He says and suddenly holds tightly onto your hips and harshly thrust in you, making you yelp. "G-Ghost, f-fuck! Faster please!!" You yelled, no longer caring if the rest heard your begs and screams. They would just hear how good Ghost was fucking your wet cunt.

Ghost lets out a shaky chuckle and moves faster. "You love this cock, don't you?" He says as he thrust deeper into you, making you shake your head. "Y-Yes! Yes yes yes yes…" you were so cock drunk, it drove him ever more crazy! He wanted to fill up your pretty pussy with his thick load and see it drip out.

"I-I'm going to c-cum!" You yelled and held the back of his head. "Fuck, you coming on this dick?"

"Y-Yes! Ghost Y-Yes please!"

"Eggs…" Ghost calls. Ghost suddenly stopped, making you turn to look at him. He was smiling at you and he suddenly said, "Wake up."

Your eyes go wide and the sudden bright sun blinds you, making you yell and cover yourself with your blanket. "What the fuck!" You yelled and took the covers off. "I was having such a good dream, I was-" you look up to see the masked man in front of you. "Wake up Eggs, you'll be late. Does your alarm not work or some shit?" Your face feels hot and you squeeze your thighs. "I'll be there, sorry Lt." You say and he nods. He walks out and you just stare at the door. You grabbed your pillow and screamed into it.

What if I said something while I slept? I do talk in my sleep. Fuck… I'm getting my ass fired! Omg!

There was a sudden knock on your door, making you jump, "Hurry it up Eggs!"

"Yes Sir!" You yelled and hopped off your bed.

Ghost rolled his eyes and leaned on the wall, waiting for you. He looks down at his hands and sighs as he sees a tent in his pants.

Ghost looked at the time and saw you hadn't walked out of your room. He hurries to your door and gently opens it. That's when he heard it. "Ghost…yes…hmmm…" he watched as you moved around in your bed, thighs pressing together. He watched and looked at your chest. Something in him wanted to feel you, touch you, kiss you even. You were wearing a thin tank top, you could almost see your breast through them. It was driving him crazy. He cleared his throat, getting his head out of the gutter, and called, "Eggs?" Nothing. "Eggs! Wake up!" And that was when you woke up.

Ghost groans and looks around. He walks away and goes to his room.

#simon riley imagine #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod ghost x reader #ghost x reader #ghost x reader smut #smut #cod smut

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landhoehoehoe · 2 years

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l'équipe de france - Arthur Leclerc

Welcome to this little Arthur drabble :)

warnings: none, pure fluff, Arthur pretending to be French, some spice at the end

Sorry for the France slaughter lol

Arthur Leclerc x reader; Their home teams go up against each other in the football World Cup

“Oh come on, he didn’t even touch you! Stop whining!”, Arthur shouted angrily at the TV, throwing his hands up in the air.

He sat between your legs on the couch, using your lower stomach as a pillow, watching football because the two of you did so almost every Saturday. Except this Saturday was different.

It was the World Cup and France was facing off against your home country in the semi finals.

You were only partially paying attention to the match though, as you were wearing your reading glasses, knitting a tiny hat for Charles and Charlotte’s first baby arriving soon.

Every now and then you stroked Arthur’s hair to make him relax a bit.

Of course, you were rooting for your own country while Arthur kept telling himself that he was indeed French, supporting France as if his life depended on it.

So obviously it was guaranteed to be a mess with the two of your teams clashing in a knockout battle only one team could win.

“That is not worth a penalty! So unfair!”, Arthur complained as you cheered, because your team had gotten a penalty.

“Oh come on, be happy for my home country! You’re not even French.”, you huffed, his head turning abruptly in your direction.

“Bah oui, Monaco is basically in France.”, he retorted immediately, raising his eyebrows, making you laugh.

“It is not! I’m with y/n on this one!”, Charles suddenly shouted from the kitchen.

He was doing the dishes since he had lost the coin flip you had done after dinner.

“How did he even hear that?”, you chuckled, trying to lower your tone so that Charles wouldn’t hear you.

Arthur rolled his eyes.

“He hears everything when it comes to his beloved country.”

On the TV, one of your team’s players was getting ready to shoot the penalty, positioning himself eleven meters in front of the goal.

“But we speak French or do we not, brother?”, Arthur yelled teasingly in the direction of the kitchen, making Charles poke his head around the corner.

“Well…yes…”- there was a moment of contemplating silence- “… but we don’t eat snails!”, Charles yelled back. You clapped your hands together.

“Thank you, Charles. We seriously need to talk some sense into this guy!”, you squeezed your legs around Arthur which made him shift uncomfortably between your legs.

“But Benzema is so awesome!”, Arthur cried out, getting a hold of your thighs, gripping them firmly to put an end to your teasing.

“Well, Benzema is about to get kicked out of the World Cup.”, you commented with a wide grin, reminding Arthur that there was a penalty about to be shot.

He quickly returned to his previous position, his head on your stomach and his eyes glued to the screen.

You could hear him nervously hold his breath while you watched the player running towards the ball.

He shot the ball, positioning it perfectly in the top right corner where the French goalkeeper couldn’t reach it anymore.

Simultaneously Arthur let out multiple French curse words while you threw your hands up in the air, letting out an ecstatic laugh.

“Putain!”

“Yessss!”, you cheered, making him roll his eyes.

Such a diva.

“That was so unfair!”, he repeated, crossing his arms over his chest, pouting like a little child.

“That’s life, buddy.”, you replied with a cheeky grin, letting your hand wander to his neck to caress him softly.

He gave in to your touch but still didn’t relax fully because you could feel him tense up again.

“I don’t want to watch this anymore.”, he stated dramatically, turning around to lie on his stomach, now facing you.

You giggled again.

“You’ll live, mon amour.”

“Yes, but I’ll live knowing that France lost against your team.”

You raised your eyebrow at him, a questioning look on your face.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

A small grin made its way onto Arthur’s face.

“Nothing.”, he shrugged innocently, his hands slowly creeping under your shirt though.

You had to fight to hide your grin as you laid down your knitting stuff besides you.

Then you acted quickly: Your legs squeezing around Arthur as you rolled onto your side to get on top of him.

Now he laid on his back beneath you, you straddling his lap.

Immediately his hands found their way to your waist, but you pushed them off, pinning them to the couch on each side of his head.

“No, please: elaborate, Mr. Leclerc. What does it mean?”

Arthur’s smile got wider, eyeing you up and down.

He knew he could free himself from your grip anytime since he was stronger than you, but for now he’d let you have control over the situation.

“It means..”, Arthur started in a matter-of-fact tone, then stopped to think.

His eyes wandered to the TV behind you.

“Ouiii!”, he shouted all of a sudden, sitting up so abruptly that you didn’t even have the chance to react.

You still sat in his lap because he held you there, but you also turned to look at the TV, where you saw the reason for Arthur’s happiness: a penalty for France, in the last five minutes of the game.

This could be their chance to win.

You rolled your eyes, trying to move away from Arthur’s lap, but he only held you tighter.

Being so close to him you could feel his heart beating fast, his eyes glued to the screen.

“Yes! They’re letting Benzema shoot! He’s gonna bring home the win, I guarantee you.”, he smirked confidently.

“The game isn’t over yet, amour.”, the self-assured grin he gave you only made you more annoyed.

“We’ll see about that, love.”

“What’s going on? Why are you still shouting? I thought France lost?”, Charles appeared from the kitchen, a kitchen towel swung over his shoulder. He looked like a proper maid, making you giggle.

“Arthur thinks France still has a chance because they got a penalty, too.”, you explained, Charles’ expression being exactly the same as yours had been.

“Arthur, get over it. Y/n’s country is going to win.”, he shook his head disapprovingly, but his eyes also wandered to the screen.

The three of you watched anxiously as Benzema stood eleven meters in front of the goal, getting ready to shoot.

“This is it. Come on, Benzema..”, Arthur murmured, his fingers nervously digging further into your hips.

Benzema took a run-up.

Arthur sucked in air loudly.

Charles gripped his kitchen towel in anticipation.

You bit your fingernails.

And then…..

Benzema completely missed the goal.

The scene from earlier repeated itself: Arthur cursing in French, you cheering loudly.

Charles slapped his brother lightly with his kitchen towel.

“See, brother? I told you.”

With that Charles disappeared back into the kitchen, leaving the two of you alone again.

Arthur had his face buried in his hands, shaking his head in disbelief. “How could he miss that?!”, his voice sounded disappointed and angry at the same time.

You let out a loud laugh, stroking Arthur’s hair again.

“Looks like you’ll have to root for my country in the finals then.”, you smirked when Arthur looked back up at you.

“Over my dead body.”, he retorted, making you laugh even more.

“Stop laughing…it’s not funny!”, he whined, having had enough of your celebrations.

He grabbed your waist, rolled on top of you and pushed you into the couch.

You yelped at the movement, not able to control your giggling anymore.

It was just so funny when Arthur complained like a little child.

Playfully he narrowed his eyes at you from above, his hands gripping your waist tightly.

“Alright, alright, I surrender!”, you grinned, trying to hold back your laughs.

Arthur didn’t look satisfied though.

“I’ll tell you what: If my country wins in the finals, we’ll go out for dinner and I’ll wear the red dress you bought for me last week.”

Something in Arthur’s eyes flared up. He looked intrigued now.

“Go on.”

You thought about it for a second, then your hands came up to his neck, playing with his hair.

“I’ll wear your favorite lingerie set… and afterwards you can do whatever you want to me..”, you whispered now, enjoying his reaction.

His eyes fluttered shut for a moment as he groaned into your ear.

“Deal.”

“But you have to root for my country! I want to see you go full out with the colors of my country.”

You laughed again when he rolled his eyes.

“I get to do whatever I want with you?”

When you nodded he sighed.

“I’ll get the appropriate jersey then..”

#arthur leclerc #arthur leclerc imagine #f1 #formula 1 #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 fluff #f1 fic #f1 imagine #f1 2022 #prema #prema racing #arthur leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc smut #arthur leclerc fluff #ferrari #love #lovers

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nalyra-dreaming · 1 month

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hi!! i’ve been hearing a lot about the devils minion recently and i don’t know much about it, but i am extremely excited about armand and daniel.

i know armand does love him, but does daniel love him too?? do you see them ending up together in some sort of way in the show?

also, in the books just how romantic is their relationship? are there some forms of intimacy too? see, i’m not even sure if relationship is the right word to use.

Hey nonny!

Oh yes, relationship is the right word to use. :) They are romantic, and intimate, and very kinky, too. Armand loves Daniel, and Daniel loves Armand (though in the show he has currently forgotten). And yes, I do see them ending up together.

Daniel is Armand's only fledgling in the books. And I firmly believe he will be just that in the show, too.

So, a bit more context? :)

"The Devil's Minion" is a chapter in "Queen of the Damned", which actually is called "THE STORY OF DANIEL THE DEVIL'S MINION, OR THE BOY FROM INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE".

It details Armand first saving Daniel, then putting him in a cage, then telling him to run, and then hunting him across the globe. And ultimately... Armand falls in love with Daniel. And Daniel with Armand.

They are in a relationship for 12 years (iirc). In those 12 years there is cuck chairs (Armand likes watching Daniel have sex), them "adopting a dancer in New York", Armand creates and purchases Night Island for Daniel, lots of blenders, microwaves, international phone calls, art exhibitions, etc etc, and, maybe most importantly, shared blood. Armand regularly drinks from Daniel, and lets Daniel drink from him (and we know the show added literal sex to this). Armand puts a vial with his blood around Daniel's neck for protection.

Daniel wants to become a vampire, badly.

So badly it drives him away again and again, because Armand refuses to give him the Dark Gift.

In the book, it almost destroys Daniel (alcohol, drugs), and Armand eventually turns him in the middle of Akasha's rising. In the show, I have theorized that Akasha did not (yet) rise, which eliminated that... final push. And Daniel did not get turned.

I fully expect the "Devil's Minion" to unfold over the next few seasons. I fully expect them to have had those long years of relationship in the past. I fully expect Daniel to be turned when Akasha rises (if she indeed did not do so in the past).

If I may: go and read that chapter in "Queen of the Damned". It's not very long^^. You don't need to read the whole book, the few references to the rest of the story can just be ignored for now, imho. Queen of the Damned will come a bit later, even if they plant the seeds already.

But... this chapter will come into play next season. And heavily so :))

And yessss - I cannot wait either :))

#Anonymous #asks #ask nalyra #amc iwtv #iwtv #amc interview with the vampire #interview with the vampire amc #iwtv amc #iwtv 2022 #interview with the vampire #the devil's minion #armand #daniel molloy #devil's minion

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i was like "why am i getting recommended a diaper blog. i dont even care for diapers" and then i scroll far enough to find the Stickman Posts and realize tumblr was simply offering me a Kindred Spirit.

YESSS BRRROOOOO YESSSS FINALLY. MY POSTING HAS REACHED THE *ONE* PERSON ON TUMBLR IVE BEEN WANTING IT TO. FUCK YES

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plasmasimagination · 10 months

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Hello! Can I request a headcanon of Highschool (1983) Michael Afton with a Fem!Reader who is an extroverted tomboy? She would have many guys friends and gets along with a lot of people so easily. Thank you!!

GOSH YES YESS YESSSS GOD DAMN FINALLY

Sorry darling Im just so excited to write for my current hyper fixation and it's so depressing that he doesn't get any content like *snaps fingers* Tumblr writers wake up . >:{ * ꒰ঌ✦໒꒱ * ˚.

He would be ecstatic, Litteraly loves your style of clothing so much. Litteraly compliments your outfits whenever he sees you like-

Also loves the fact that he can go out on like sporty dates with your for example skating,rollerblading,etc etc. He's a huge fan of those type of dates so he's so happy that youre willing to do them with him

You're an extrovert? Perfect he's aswell. Based on that he will litteraly drag you with him anywhere. Like if he knows you enjoy being around people he will bring you with him because he dislikes being alone,so you'll probably be dragged along to some parties and events.

Isn't a big fan because you're friends with a lot of guys, but hey he won't stop you, aslomg as the guy friends are respectfull he'll be vibbing with it (but do make sure not to neglect him and pay more attention to them otherwise he will need some reassurance)

He's glad you're good with talking to people,and since you're so easy at making friends maybe help him out too,he's pretty lonely

If you're the type of tomboy that likes borrowing his oversized clothes, he'll Litteraly hand them to you without hesitation, he loves seeing you in his clothes it puts his mind at ease to know that you're his

also can i get a round of applause for getting my ass up and actually writting this week hehe

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whirlwindimagines · 1 year

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Hello! Seeing as your request are still open I thought I'd drop one in! Could I get some hcs about knives with a mostly human soulmate? Like they were experimented on or something and can't die as a result?

Hope you have a good day/night!!

Yessss, let me write about Knives! Thanks for indulging me lolol he's so complicated I love it :) I could fix him. Lol I see you asked for Head cannons and I wrote a whole ass one-shot, I’ll post it later. I’ll be honest I saw Knives and was like yes must write. I also didn’t read the soulmate part, the one-shot isn't about that but this is, and since you didn't say which trope, I picked one! :) and of course, this got long

Knives with a mostly human soulmate (Soulmate AU Soulmates find each other by touch when you touch for the first time you just know)

Knives:

You just kind of ended up in Knives group, there was no place for someone like you out in the world you knew that. It was too complicated. Human, but not truly it didn't take people long to see the wrongness with you.

While you didn't agree with everything the Eye of Michael did and stood for it gave you purpose and that’s what you needed.

You didn't care about the experiments they ran on you; your genetic code had already been fucked with and it simply didn't matter at this point if they wanted to figure you out so be it.

Keeping to yourself usually, meeting and interacting with Knives had been an accident you weren't looking to stick out, some of the members were more zealous than you, and you weren't into any of that.

The Doctor wanted to run a test on you, and whatever he found must have been interesting because he left the room telling you to wait right there. You did and when he came back with Million Knives you figured you were fucked. He doesn’t even say anything just grabs your face to look at you, and well now you’re really fucked. It's like a bolt of electricity, you gasp and you watch his eyes widen and he drops his hand as if you burned him. Now you're really fucked. Because this had to be cruel joke soulmates?

You are only a little scared when he grabs you by the arm and drags you out of the room. You can hear the doctor asking questions behind you, but Knives ignores him. When he brings you into a grand room and throws you against a piano your hands hit the keys like a final note.

He doesn’t kill you; Knives doesn’t know what to do with you. Rem had told him and Vash about soulmates, how nobody understood how it worked but was possible no matter what the circumstance. He figured that didn't mean him.

Thus starts a very rocky relationship between the two of you lol he's possessive, but like it's not like he cares about you. Sure, he makes sure you are safe, and that nobody harasses you, and if the experiments stop, that’s not HIS doing or anything.

You have no idea what to do with the guy like he's not the nicest but he doesn’t act like he openly hates you??? So, you see how far you can take it lol It starts with kind words, spending more time with him, and soft touches. You’re pushing it and confusing him not that he’ll ever tell you.

There is a breaking point, you're sent on a mission and well you don't come back. At least not when you were supposed to when you eventually drag yourself back to the base you are nearly half-dead the mission went more than wrong. You can’t die, but that doesn’t mean you are invulnerable to pain.

You are rushed to medical and Knives feels dread he doesn’t know what to do and for the first time in a long time he feels helpless he hates it and he’s confused by it. He’s the first person you see when you wake up. It’s not super noticeable but there is a shift in your relationship with Knives. He’s softer in a way and more open to talking and being with you.

It takes a lot of time, and there are a lot of ups and downs but the two of you figure it out. You both never say exactly what it is that you have, but it works and you wouldn’t change it. You sticking by his side, and he's doing the same for you, no harm will come to you while you are with Knives.

#trigun #trigun stampede imagine #trigun stampede x reader #trigun stampede #trigun x reader #trigun stampede headcanons #million knives x you #million knives x reader #million knives #nai trigun #nai x reader

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love-strawberry · 2 years

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lost you to someone better

summary : in which she's moving on with someone better for her but he's still on her.

pairing : harry styles x reader (past), tom holland x reader

warnings : language

author's note : really wanna make a part iii to this, tell me what you think!! enjoy <33

tagged : @0oolookitsme @ellora-brekker @qualitygiantshoepsychic

lose you to someone else i

i'm happy, isn't that great iii

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the-carlos-cow-eyes · 4 months

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Transfem Juniper Wheeler AU

When Juniper finally comes out to her, Lexy does everything in her power to be as supportive as possible. She knows that she wasn’t the most supportive before about the LGBTQ+ community and that was what Juniper very nervous to come out to her, so Lexy wanted to change that. She did research, gave her some of her clothes, did her makeup, etc. Whenever Juniper has body dysphoria, Lexy always did what she could to help her. The first time it happened when Lexy was around, she took Juniper to get hair extensions for her. Juniper tested with her style and decided to go for shoulder length hair for the time being. Lexy complimented her girlfriend constantly and even taught her different braids and ponytail styles for her to do.

(Yes imma be using gifs of her fc now for these headcanons, shhhhh)

Omg, yessss! Lexy being one of her biggest supporters Is so cute! I love this!

#this Is adorable oml #juniper wheeler #lexy cross #transfem juniper wheeler au #final family au

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thisgirlnamedblusy · 10 months

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Can I ask for a slightly more depraved Laurel x reader fic than your usual? I was thinking Laurel still in disguise of Marilyn falls for reader and they start a relationship, reader finds out that Marilyn is actually Laurel and her plans for Nevermore, but just keeps quiet about it, even cleaning up after Laurel and Tyler when they accidentally leave evidence behind. But she mistakes Laurel and Tyler's relationship for romantic and it makes the reader...snap. Reader ends up killing someone and confronts Laurel and Tyler with the body and covered in blood. Reader is like, "see! I can kill too! Anything he can do, I can do better! You're suppose to love ME not him!" Just full out unhinged rant. Laurel just gathers reader up in her arms and reassures reader that she doesn't have feelings for Tyler, explains the whole Hyde and master dynamic to reader and that she was just trying to keep reader safe from it all. And then Laurel rails the reader with a strap-on to further prove her love, whispering reassurances and maybe plans on giving reader a baby in the future after she succeeds with her plans in destroying Nevermore and how hot the reader looks covered in blood. Just a reassuring almost worshipful Laurel smut scene if possible. Thank you!!!

Yessss, here it is!!!! I hope you like it, and I hope I made it dark enough for you!!! Sorry about the language mistakes!!! :)))))

I'm better than him

Pairing: Marilyn Thornhill/Laurel Gates x Fem, Student! Reader

Warnings: smut, mentions of murder, deranged reader, strap on, full of kinks, manipulative Laurel, dark themes, very dark themes

Word count: 6,078

Summary: You don’t care about her name, about her paste, about her plans. You love her, she’s gonna drive you crazy, and you don’t care…

N/A: Requests are open!!! Sorry about the delays, I’m working hard on your requests. I love you all!!! Obviously everyone on this fic is over 18

“But… They say she died,” you said head down, listening to a disturbing revelation from your girlfriend.

You thought you loved Marilyn Thornhill, your botany teacher. The kind and loving redhead who always had a smile for everyone. That woman who confessed her love for you, how hard those months had been without being able to tell you, hiding it from you in case you thought she was crazy, that it was immoral and a simple pervert.

You reciprocated it, for even longer. That little kiss under the stars was the beginning of a clandestine relationship, hidden, but loving, subtle and slow, unhurried, without wanting to speed things up. A pure and sincere love, or so you thought.

That night you sat on the pier. Marilyn said that she had something to tell you, something important. You waited for some words of impatience, that she really wanted to love you, that the wait was over and she would finally make love to you. She always told you that it was not the time, that good things have to wait. You had no experience, but you did know that you wanted it, wanted to show how much love you felt for her, a love that bordered on the fine line of obsession.

But not. That was not what happened. Marilyn started saying very strange things to you. She wanted you to promise her that you would continue to love her, that you would not leave her. You couldn't do anything but swear that your love was inexhaustible, unbreakable, that nothing could make you stop loving her. Not even the confession that Marilyn wasn't really her name, that her name was Laurel, Laurel Gates, and that she had reasons for it. You didn't mind at all, but you did really want to hear those explanations. You were no a stranger to Jericho's history, and the maligned Gates family was a regular topic of conversation among its inhabitants.

“I know, but here I am,” she told you under the moonlight. You looked at the lake, thoughtful, nodding slightly.

“Why?” You asked, with a small voice, while swinging your legs that dangled from the platform.

“That's not the question, honey,” she told you, holding your hand. “Yesterday I saw what your classmates were doing to you, the water joke.”

You weren't exactly the happiest girl in Nevermore. You were weird, you always were. Your tastes and hobbies were not the most common. You had telekinetic powers and you had to stay calm, relaxed. For that, all you had to do was listen to classical music with your eyes closed, or read poetry. You tried to isolate yourself, sit in some corner of the quad and go unnoticed.

Even though they were all outcasts, being on an equal footing with you, supposedly being repudiated by society, they considered fun to scare you, to make you nervous to see how many windows you broke or how many wooden benches were thrown. The previous afternoon was too much for you.

You were quietly reading when someone threw a bucket of ice water at you from the floor above. The scare and the cold made you break a nearby window, getting the laughter of all your classmates. All those situations would be unbearable if you didn't have Marilyn by your side, if she wasn't there to comfort you in her arms, to whisper words of love to you.

“How long are you going to allow them to treat you like this?” She asked, squeezing your hand tightly in hers.

“I only have one year left, I'll be able to bear it as long as I'm by your side,” you said, leaning on her chest. She softly kissed your head, sighing.

“The outcast never learn, (Y/N). They only know how to do evil things,” she whispered while she caressed you. You looked up, nodding. You agreed.

“I can’t do anything. Principal Weems punishes them but...”

“Principal Weems is just like them, (Y/N),” she said, abruptly interrupting you. “ She's not going to do anything to help you, she doesn't want to. You are just one more student to her, you mean nothing, just one more income in her checking account.”

Those words really hurt you. Larissa seemed like a kind, understanding woman, she even cared about you and the bullying you were suffering. Naturally Marilyn's word was worth much more to you. She was always right, always. You snuggled in even more, noticing how tears formed in your eyes.

“Don't be sad, (Y/N). It is the truth. It's not now, it's always been like that. Surely you have heard stories about my family… About my brother.”

You agreed.

“They say that he tried to kill two students, that he was a stalker and that he died falling over the railing, that it was an accident,” you said, feeling bad for knowing that this boy was her brother and that you didn't know it.

“That's a lie, (Y/N). They are pathetic and vile lies that they tell to wash their hands, to show that they were the victims.”

You found it hard to believe that the sweet, tender Marilyn spoke in such a dark, cold tone, but as she said, she was not Marilyn Thornhill.

“What happened?” You asked, pulling away a bit.

“My brother just wanted to do the common good. He wanted to end years of mistreatment, of suffering, to put an end to that superiority that the outcasts believe they have over normal people.

You blinked, realizing something important.

“But me, I'm an outcast and I don't think I'm superior to the normis,” you said, with a doubtful voice. Marilyn looked at you and smiled, placing a soft kiss on your lips, running a hand over your cheek.

“I know, honey, I know you're not like that,” she told you tenderly. “You have nothing to do with those barbarians from Nevermore. Don't believe the things you've heard, (Y/N), they were the ones who killed my brother, the ones who killed my family,” she said hissing, with anger in her words. You looked around you carefully, making sure no one was passing by.

“Didn't he fall?” You asked curiously. She shook her head with a dangerous smile.

“No, (Y/N), they stabbed him with a sword. Garrett was weak, a good boy who had fallen in love with an outcast and was just trying to declare himself. But the girl's boyfriend got jealous, saying that no normi could ever be with an outcast, that he and my whole family were scum just for wanting a better world.

“I…” You whispered, assimilating all that information.

“My mother couldn't bear it, she hanged herself in the garden. My father refuged on alcohol, letting himself die. I was left alone, (Y/N) Do you realize? That's what outcasts do, they take away everything that matters to you,” Her voice sounded broken, deeply hurt.

You were stunned. You had never heard that version of the story before and the more you reflected on it and the way you were treated, the more you began to see things clearly, you began to hate Nevermore and all the people who inhabited it.

“That's horrible Mar… Laurel,” you said embarrassed, hugging her. She hugged you back, rubbing your back.

“Don't worry, (Y/N). That's going to end. All the outcasts of Nevermore will pay for what they did and for what they do to you. Together we are going to take revenge on them, to make their hatred and pride disappear from this world,” she told you, smiling. You widened your eyes and swallowed.

You were starting to get a little nervous. That sounded very bad, horrible. Deep down, imagining those pathetic bullies burning up and disappearing from your life was an idea that had been attractive to you for a long time.

“How? They are more than us and…” You said, being silenced by her finger on your lips.

“Do you think I would have come to this filthy academy if I didn't have a plan? Come with me, I want to show you something.”

After those words she took you to her car. She drove without lights so she wouldn't be seen. You looked at her a little confused. It was a lot of information in a very short time. But you didn't care about her name, what her family was. She was still the same redhead that drove you crazy, and she had the same hatred for Nevermore that you were beginning to have.

Laurel led down a road you didn't know and into some trees.

“Where are we?” You asked when she stopped the engine.

“Now you'll see, sweetheart,” she answered you, getting out of the car.

There was nothing around you. The redhead took your hand and she started walking towards the road again. You didn't see anything and you didn't understand anything, but you let yourself be carried away like a leaf in the wind.

After a few minutes walking you arrived at your destination. An abandoned house on the side of the road.

“I'm sorry I made you walk, (Y/N), but I can't allow them to associate me with this house,” she told you, approaching the padlock that was on the bars, opening it.

“What is this place?”

“It's my family's house, (Y/N), the Gates mansion.”

You entered the old house with her. There was light and it seemed that the passage of time had been as benevolent as possible.

“It's…Big,” you said, looking at the spaciousness that house had.

“Do you like it?” Laurel asked, grabbing your waist. You nodded, imagining a life with her in that place, far from Nevermore. “You can go wherever you want, but don't go to the basement.”

You turned with a frown.

“Why?” You asked.

“(Y/N), for my plans to be carried out, some methods are needed...Methods a little... Abrupt. I don't want you to get into this, honey, I want to keep you safe from anything nasty.”

You blinked, but you shook your head. You didn't care what was down there. The love you felt was so sick that you didn't care about anything, you just wanted to help your beloved, make her happy, see that horrible school burn while you kiss her. The method was indifferent to you.

“I, I want to help you,” you said, pleading. The redhead looked at you and shook her head at first. Then she bit her lips and she kissed you deeply, caressing your cheeks.

“Honey, I don't think you should…”

“I want to do it, please, let me help you,” you said, eager to be part of her revenge, your revenge. “I'll do whatever it takes, I promise I won't be scared, please...”

Laurel sighed and nodded, not quite sure.

-Okay, (Y/N). Come.- She told you, indicating that you should follow her to the basement.

You weren't afraid and that made you feel strange. You should have, you should sense that something was wrong, that the strange deaths of hikers in Jericho might have something to do with it. Your feelings weren't wrong.

In the old basement there seemed to be a kind of makeshift operating room, full of shelves with strange glass jars, some with something inside.

The redhead didn't say anything to you, she let you observe on your own. You approached one of those jars, realizing with horror that it contained a human hand inside a transparent liquid. Your stomach knotted, but you weren't afraid, just curious. Laurel watched you while she read a strange book. She was clearly studying your reactions to what you were seeing.

You turned, scratching your head.

“What is all this stuff?” You asked.

“Aren't you scared?” The redhead said, approaching you a little surprised.

“Well, I don't like it, but it doesn't scare me, not if it's part of your plan.”

She flashed a surprised and pleased smile, a little incredulous.

“It's just one of the steps to follow for our revenge, do you want me to explain it to you?”

You nodded profusely and she led you to the table in the middle of the room, where she left the book she was holding.

“Codex Umbrarum?” You read confused.

“It's Latin, (Y/N), it can be translated as “The Book of Shadows,” Laurel explained to you. You listened intently, noting the name written below it.

“Goody Addams? Does it have something to do with Wednesday Addams?”

“Well, yes. Goody was her ancestor. A powerful sorceress who wrote all her knowledge in this book. I assume you know who Joseph Crackstone is.”

You nodded as Laurel turned the pages, explaining each step of her plan step by step.

She wanted to revive that pilgrim, the founder of Jericho, and she wanted to do it thanks to that book that, according to her, offered incredible possibilities. She needed parts of human bodies to do that. She was just going to tell you how she got them, when footsteps were heard coming down the stairs.

“Oh, just in time,” the redhead said, smiling, while you leafed through that mysterious book. When you turned around, you saw a boy you recognized. The bartender at Jericho's cafeteria, the sheriff's son, Tyler Galpin.

He was carrying something in his hand, something terrible, it looked like a finger. He looked at you startled and then back at Laurel.

“Tyler, I think you know (Y/N),” she said, gesturing at you. He nodded. “Well, I hope she can count on your protection, right?”

“Oh, yeah, sure,” he said, smiling as if he were dazed.

“You see, (Y/N), Tyler is a Hyde. He obeys everything I command. He is my little monster, isn't he?” She said affectionately.

That tone of voice made you feel bad, something moved inside you. Tyler nodded just as sweetly.

After she explained everything to you, you couldn't find anything in your mind that told you how wrong that was. You decided to shut up, to be complicit in everything the redhead did. You accompanied her every night to the Gates mansion, helping her prepare things for the ritual that would culminate your revenge.

Your relationship did not progress. It continued with timid kisses and loving smiles. She did not go from there, even having sacrificed your heart. You had the terrible impression that you were not as important to her as you thought.

You wouldn't think so if she didn't boil your blood every time Laurel kissed Tyler on the cheek, every time she said he was a good boy, and he was her favorite monster. The shadow of suspicion fell over both of them. You started imagining horrible things in your head, things that were impossible for you. How far did the rewards promised by the redhead go? Was there something else between the two?

Just thinking about it made the school windows shake. You couldn't help it, you didn't feel as useful as he did, maybe that's why you thought she loved him, that she loved him more than you.

You did what you could, going through the scenes of the monster's crimes, cleaning up any evidence they might have left behind. You were just the errand girl. You didn't want that, you wanted to be something else, you wanted those kisses on the cheek, you wanted her to talk to you that way, you wanted to show that you were useful, but you didn't know how.

You had her kisses, yes, brief, deep but fleeting kisses, in your opinion lacking the love you saw in the way she addressed the boy. You wanted that affection, you wanted to be her monster.

You were walking on the road at night. Laurel had told you that she wanted you to go to the mansion, that she had a surprise for you. Maybe she didn't need you anymore, she told you it was missing a left foot, maybe she already had it, maybe your job as a part-time crime scene cleaner was over and she wouldn't need you anymore, she already had him.

It was always a sick, runaway love. You felt that you would be capable of dying for her, that everything she did had an explanation, that they should die, that they should suffer. So much time playing her game and you began to feel like one more pawn on it. You weren't angry, at least not with her. You were mad at yourself for not being able to be more helpful, for not being able to be Tyler.

“Hey, window breaker, go find a friend, you're in my way,” a voice behind you said. One of the regular bullies who used to harass you in Nevermore, rushed to your side, shoving you with his shoulder contemptuously.

“Asshole,” you replied, making the boy stop.

“What did you say?” He said, turning around, threatening.

You weren't in the mood to ignore his taunts, you were furious and jealous and it didn't help to also have to face one of those undesirables.

“I said, you're an asshole,” you said, almost foaming at the mouth. He made an exaggerated gesture of offense as he reached up, touching the balls of his feet with his hands. Immediately your eyes went down, looking at that succulent left foot that your girlfriend needed. Black clouds obscured your mind and you narrowed your eyes.

“Don't dare to insult me, freak,” he said with a cocky attitude. “You should know that no one in his right mind messes with a werewolf.”

“You don't scare me, Carl,” you hissed, clenching your fists.

“Oh, the cat sticks out its claws… Maybe I should teach you a lesson. I don't see Miss Thornhill anywhere, she can't defend you here.”

“Shut up,” you whispered, not taking your gaze from his feet.

“What? Are you asking me me to shut up?”

“Yeah.”

“You wanted it, weirdo,” he said, laughing, approaching you. You didn't back down, you stared at the mansion's bars, where a rusty metal bar trembled in the wind.

“I'm going to have a great time,” he said, rubbing his hands together.

It was an instant, a second. You could have fought back, run away, run at full speed, but you didn't. You wanted to please her, to be useful, and the perfect chance to do so presented itself in front of you. You would never get an opportunity like that again.

That iron bar that was loose returned under your orders to the boy's chest, piercing him immediately. Blood spattered over you, staining your face, your clothes, and your conscience.

He gaped, a trickle of blood coming from his mouth. That cocky look disappeared, being replaced by one of terror, of panic. Carl took a step forward, reaching his hand out to you. He couldn't take a step, immediately he collapsed to the ground, stopping breathing after a short time.

It was done already. You had just murdered a person, and you had done it on purpose, it was not an accident, you wanted to do it. You consoled yourself thinking that idiot deserved it, but soon the regret left your head and triumph filled your spirit. You had made it, you had killed the last victim for Laurel. It had been you, not Tyler.

With the help of your powers, you managed to clean the blood from the asphalt and move the boy's body inside the house. You took it to the basement and dropped it on the floor. You were euphoric with adrenaline and you quickly searched for something with which to obtain your trophy. You had to hurry, you didn't know when the redhead would arrive.

On one wall was an axe hanging. You could save yourself the pain and do it with your mind, but you wanted to enjoy winning, winning Laurel's heart at last. You raised the axe, aiming awkwardly for the boy's ankle, and with a cry of rage, fury, and hate, you struck that area, ripping the foot off its owner and staining you with even more blood.

Your smile was that of a crazy person, of a deranged girl. You were wide-eyed and staring at your prize. You dropped the axe and picked up that foot from the ground, admiring it as if it was magical. You heard the mansion door and a conversation. She had already arrived, and it seemed that she did not come alone. Good, better.

“And how do I tell her?” You heard Tyler ask.

“That's up to you, use your charms,” Laurel replied, going down the stairs.

They both froze when they saw you and turned on the light to see that disturbing spectacle.

“My God… (Y/N)…” She sighed, her mouth open “What have you done?”

You smiled, feeling that your effort was not being recognized. You were losing your mind, and control.

“Do you see, Laurel? I can be useful too,” you said with an increasingly nervous voice and a pleading smile.

The redhead looked at Tyler, who also had a rather scared face.

“Honey…” She whispered, approaching you.

“I can help you too… I can… I can kill too!” You said, losing your temper.

She stopped and put her hands in front of her, by way of surrender.

“Calm down, (Y/N), come on, calm down and tell me what you're talking about,” she said with a soft, relaxed voice.

“You know exactly what I'm talking about! I know you prefer him!” You yelled, pointing at Tyler, who shook his head, not knowing what was happening.

“What? Honey, I really don't know...”

“I thought you loved me! You told me you loved me!” You kept screaming. “You were supposed to love me, we were going to do this together, but I see how you kiss him, how you talk to him... Tell me the truth Laurel, say that you love him and that you are only using me!”

“Please, calm down,” she told you, approaching again. The deranged attitude you had alerted Tyler, who also moved frowning.

“I… I, I'm better than him! I can do everything better than him! I'm better… I'm better…” You sobbed, breaking into tears when emotions overwhelmed you.

Laurel saw that moment as the perfect time to hug you lovingly, trying to calm you down while you cried desperately.

“Don't cry, my love... Calm down...” She whispered in your ear, going down to the ground with you, squeezing you tightly in her arms. “My girl, you are very wrong.”

You kept crying uncontrollably.

“Tell me the truth…” You sobbed against her chest. She picked up the foot in your hand and looked at it, tossing it to the boy.

“Put it in the jar,” she ordered.

“I’ve, I’ve done it for you… I wanted you to see me as more useful, to treat me the same way you treat Tyler,” you said, now hugging her tighter.

“Relax, my girl. You've done very well, honey...”

“Do you think so?” You asked, looking into her eyes. “Am I…Am I better than Tyler?”

“You are infinitely better, (Y/N). What nonsense were you thinking, huh? Honey, listen to me,” she told you, holding your face firmly and looking into your eyes. “There's nothing between me and Tyler, you hear me? Nothing. Never was and never will be. He is just an instrument, a pet, nothing else...”

You shook your head, trying to relax a bit.

“And why do you treat him like this?” You asked desperately.

“Well, it's better to have a bloodthirsty monster happy, don't you think? Listen to me (Y/N), he goes out of his way for me because it's his nature. He is my slave, he has to obey me and be faithful to me, but nothing else, I don't want anything else, he is a Hyde, not a lover. You know that I only love you, my girl...”

After those words, she kissed you tenderly, surely she would be savoring the iron taste of blood on your face, but that didn't stop her.

Your breathing calmed down.

“Are you better, honey? You are relaxed?”

You nodded as Laurel helped you up.

“I love you…” You sobbed. She caressed your cheeks and nodded, kissing you again.

“Come, let's go upstairs, you have to take off those clothes,” she told you, holding your hand. “Clean this up,” she ordered the boy.

You went up the stairs to the second floor. Laurel lovingly guided you to what was once her room. She gently led you to the bed and sat you on it, looking for something in a drawer.

“Let's see, my precious girl, we are going to clean that pretty face,” she told you, passing a wet wipe over your face. “That's right, my pretty girl...”

You sobbed but you no longer cried. You were calmer. Dangerously quiet. You had just killed someone and you didn't care, you only cared about her.

“Take off your jacket,” she asked you softly. You obeyed, with slow and clumsy movements. She took the garment and left it on top of a piece of furniture. She came back and crouched down in front of you, reaching her hands to the buttons of your shirt, undoing them.

You were startled, but she was smiling at you suggestively.

“Have you become shy?” She asked, whispering into your ear. You shook your head and clenched your fists. You were starting to shake. It was something unknown to you, being undressed by the woman you loved.

With a smooth movement she removed your shirt, and she stared for a moment at your bare chest. You looked up. Your eyes sparkled, but not with sadness, not with regret. Without thinking, you took the redhead's hand and brought it to your chest, running it gently over your skin. She was surprised, but she looked curious at what you were doing, letting herself to be guided.

“You have such a soft skin, (Y/N)…” She whispered, her breathing quickening.

“Caress me, please,” you asked with sad eyes. She nodded, reaching her hand to the clasp of your bra, letting it fall on the bed.

“My girl…”

“Please... I want you to love me... Please...” You said, taking your hands to her neck, so she wouldn't get away from you.

Her response came in the form of a soft, tender kiss, as her hands moved over your face, down your back, and finally over your breasts.

“You're beautiful, (Y/N)… So beautiful…” She said, gently pushing you to lie down on the bed. She got on top of you, not stopping kissing you for even a second.

You cried with joy, you cried when you felt the contact of her skin against yours, you cried to have those passionate kisses, those caresses that you wanted so much.

“Please, Laurel… Love me…” You begged again, noticing how your hips moved involuntarily. She sighed and sat up on top of you, running a hand up your torso, almost tickling you.

“Shhh, calm down honey. I'm going to take care of you, you're going to be fine…” She told you, unbuttoning your bloody pants, lowering them by your ankles. “No one has ever loved you, right?”

You shook your head, while she kissed your whole body, with desire, almost with adoration.

“Do you want me to be the first?” She asked, taking off her boots.

“Yes… Please… I need you,” you said, pulling her towards you, with nervousness and a warmth in your center that you had never felt before.

“What a good girl you are. You wanted to please me, right? You just wanted mommy to take care of you...” She said in your ear, passing a hand through the edge of your underwear, in a playful way.

“Yes... I wanted to show you how good I am for you...” You answered, looking at how her hand slipped into the fabric and finally, you felt her fingers caressing your wet folds, causing you a desperate moan.

“You're so excited… You want me so much…” She said, rubbing your clit in circles, sending waves of pleasure through your body. “I'm going to relax you, honey… Everything will be fine…”

You nodded, running a hand up her leg, over her blue jumpsuit. She laughed sweetly and amusedly.

“Relax, honey. This day is special for you...” She told you, taking your hand and taking it between her legs, where you could notice a growing humidity. “You see it? Just to see you naked, to see how you tremble with pleasure excites me so much...”

You gasped when you noticed the tip of one of her fingers gently enter you, slowly, very delicately.

“La, Laurel… I need, I need…” You said, feeling enormous frustration at that timid contact.

“I know, my girl. Easy, mommy just wants to make it easier. I don't want to hurt my precious girl,” she told you, putting a hand on your belly while her finger went deeper. You felt how your walls adapted to that intruder. It was a little uncomfortable, but not painful.

It didn't seem like she was making an act of love, it seemed like she was gaining space, getting used to your body now to two of her fingers. You closed your eyes at the sensation. No one had been there, you had given her the privilege of being her first. You had achieved the best of rewards, you were happy, in a cloud.

She withdrew her fingers and got off of you. You emitted a pitiful groan at the lack of her contact.

“Calm down, honey, calm down,” she said, unbuttoning her jumpsuit and lowering it to her ankles. Then she opened a drawer and took out two objects from it.

One looked like a jar with a transparent liquid. For the other you had no words. You knew that this strap on was for you, and you burned with excitement to see it, to imagine it inside you.

She buckled it on and climbed back on the bed, spilling some of the liquid to her hand, which she carried back between your legs.

It was a little cold at first, but you noticed how a warm sensation gave you pleasure. You looked up so you could see what she was doing, but she pushed you back down, giving you a quick kiss.

“Shh, don't worry honey. This will be good for you. Mommy cares about you, she doesn't want to hurt you... This will help you take it well, darling,” she said with a softness and tenderness that was not in keeping with what was going to happen. The love you felt was infinite, and her words, her caresses and her voice were all your nervous mind needed to calm down.

Laurel spread that liquid around your entrance while she inserted her fingers again, leaving no area without lubrication. She withdrew again and put some more liquid around the strap on, rubbing it and looking at you with desire, but also with love.

“Relax honey, I'll be nice, I promise,” she told you, taking your legs and lifting them a little, aligning the dildo with your entrance and rubbing it along your folds.

That sensation made you shudder. You moaned when you noticed how it rubbed against you, how it played with your entrance, without getting into it.

“Are you ready? Do you want mommy to make love to you?” She asked, putting the tip right in your hole. You nodded and took a breath, closing your eyes.

Little by little she was introducing it into you, slowly, very slowly. A stabbing pain made you double over and hiss in pain, clenching your fists hard.

“It, it hurts…” You hissed, holding that feeling as best you could. She looked at you with pity, caressing the lower part of your belly.

“I know, my love. Hold on a little, darling, soon you will feel better, soon you will feel pleasure.”

You nodded, enduring the pain, trusting her completely, without questions. You wanted to get away from her, to get her out of you for the pain to end. But you couldn't do that, you had to endure.

She was completely into you. Laurel didn't move, letting your body get used to it, letting your walls stretch out so you could start to feel comfortable.

Soon the pain was subsiding and other sensations made their way. A pleasure like no other, a feeling of fullness, of love, of warmth. She was inside you, the woman you loved was making love to you, she had taken your virginity, your innocence, although you had already taken care of ceasing to be innocent some time ago.

You groaned, indicating that you were already fine. She looked at you and caressed your legs.

“Now I'm going to move a bit, okay, honey?” She told you softly.

You agreed.

Little by little she moved, letting that object travel all the way. You opened your eyes at the unbearable pleasure you were feeling. Your hips moved to the rhythm that Laurel moved hers, getting a perfect synchronization, an immense pleasure.

You moaned, almost screamed. You were hers, completely hers. Your whole body was hers.

Her movements were delicate, discreet, slow. Laurel watched your face as she pushed herself in and out of you, causing her to start moaning as well. You didn't want to go faster, even if you wanted to. You wanted to enjoy, you wanted to savor each of her movements.

“I love you…” You said between gasps. She looked at you and smiled, never missing a beat, never stopping making love to you.

“Me too, my love…” She said, moaning, almost feeling that she herself was losing control, while she grabbed your legs and moved her hips harmoniously. “I love you so, so much…”

“I want, I want to be with you all my life,” you said, almost getting emotional. She groaned, and she slightly increased her speed.

“My girl... You will be... When we finally get rid of those freaks we will live together here, you and me. We will be so happy, (Y/N), can you imagine?”

“Yes… I want it so much,” you said, noticing how little by little your own hips accelerated.

“My love… We will get married,” she gasped, trying to keep that tenderness in her voice. “That witch’s book… We can do so many things…”

“So many things…” You repeated, feeling that you were losing control of yourself due to the increase in the force of her attacks.

“When everything is over, when we win... I'll give you a baby, my love... Our own child... Would you like it?”

You nodded excited by those words.

“Yes, I want you to give me a baby, Laurel, I want to carry your child in my womb…” You said panting, wanting time to go by faster and live that dream life with her.

“Oh, darling, you'll have it... We'll be a family... The happiest of the world,” she told you, caressing you.

“Laurel… I… I…” You said, noticing a growing heat in your center. Your movements were getting out of control and her gasps increased in time with her speed, almost as if she had read your mind.

“Cum, my love, free yourself, show mommy how much you love her, how much you enjoy her…” She moved more intensely, focusing on your most sensitive points.

“I'm… Very close...” You could tell between fast movements and furious growls. “Fuck…Fuck!” You yelled as an electric current ran through your body. She stopped, letting you enjoy the sensation.

Laurel pulled out of you and up to meet your mouth, kissing it mercilessly, giving you no time to breathe.

“I love you, my girl, I love you, I love you…” She repeated over and over again. “Please, don't doubt me again... my love...” She told you, almost desperate.

You shook your head, crying with emotion and happiness. She lay down next to you, bringing your head to her chest.

“Honey... You shouldn't have put yourself in danger,” she said after a moment of silence and heavy breaths. You looked at her, sighing.

“I wanted to get closer to you… I thought…”

“Shhh, don't say it, I don't want you to repeat it again. My dear, I just wanted you to be out of all this, I didn't want to involve you. It's so dangerous…” She told you, caressing your cheek with her hand. “Although I must confess that to see you covered in blood turned me on so much. You sure would have been a good Hyde.”

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