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futterurl · 6 months

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i am literally BEGGING for a future man/mike in a muzzle like that one scene

i LOVE the way u think anon. my brain is fried so it took awhile to think abt a story for this so im sry if its lowk kinda bad

warnings: smut(mdni!), porn with barely any plot, blowjob, handjob, p in v, sub!josh, semi public, muzzle

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"are you fucking hard right now?"

you couldn't believe what you were seeing. or even why, for that matter.

it was supposed to be just blending in at a strip club. your mission was to seduce a certain man in this timeline, to get him away from getting accompanied and meeting another guy. you and tiger would dress as strippers, pretend to be workers, and josh, accompanied with wolf, would pretend to be regulars, just to help the mission go smoothly and make sure you girls didn't get the wrong attention.

what you were wearing, however, did get attention. in josh's pants.

he didn't see what you were wearing until he got into the club with wolf, seeing you next to tiger, trying to look like you weren't nervous. he scanned every inch of your body.

he knew he shouldn't be thinking of you like this. you were his friend. he shouldn't be looking at his friend, eyes full of lust, wondering how good it'd feel to have your hips bouncing back and forth on his cock.

he shouldn't be looking at your outfit, scanning your thighs and how plush they looked against your tight outfit. he shouldn't be looking at how your outfit hugged your hips and chest, breasts threatening to spill out.

he knew you had to wear this outfit to blend in, but fuck, it made his job hard. his dick, too. he tried to shift around, his erection twitching in his pants whenever he saw you.

he had to take care of this. now.

he walked up to you, looking nervous as ever.

“dude, we gotta go. now. need help.” he looked at you. you looked back at him, confused. what was going on with him? he had been staring at you the whole time you were here. did you do something? was he trying to start something? what was-

then you looked down.

oh.

“are you fucking hard right now?” you asked him.

he looked down, almost in shame. he didn’t say anything.

something clicked in your brain. he had come up to you, all desperate and in need.

you were the one in control now.

you smiled.

“i gotta tell tiger i’m talking to someone. i’ll help you josh.” you traced his jawline with your finger as you walked away to find tiger to tell her you wouldn’t be in the main room for awhile, to which she nodded. you came back, a mischievous grin on your face.

“let’s go to my car, i’ll take care of you.” you whispered in his ear. he felt his erection get even harder, if that was even possible. he needed a release. now.

the car was too far away. “need help. now. can’t get t’ the car.” he whimpered.

you swayed your hips as you and him kept walking outside the strip club. you had an idea.

“well, you’ll just have to be a good boy and be quiet, then.”

he swore he almost came in his pants when you said that.

“yes, i’ll be a good boy. i can be quiet. i’ll be such a good boy for you. promise.” he whimpered as you walked to a nearby abandoned alleyway. sure, it was public, but the car was so far away. you wanted this now, too. you couldn’t wait either.

your hand lightly traced over his throbbing erection in his pants, to which he let out a loud whimper.

“are we gonna have a problem with noise?” you cooed, tracing his cock with your fingers. he shook his head, determined.

“please, no, we won’t. i-i’ll be a good boy.” he whimpered quietly, grinding into your hand. “please, just touch me.”

your hand dipped into his pants as he leaned against the wall if the alleyway. he could feel his member twitch once you ever so slightly touched it with your fingertips.

“please.” he begged as he pulled his pants and boxers down, finally giving you a look at his cock. you hate to admit that you did catch yourself staring. how could you not? it was hard and leaking precum just for you.

your hand wrapped around it, slowly pumping it, which the moans started to roll in. he couldn’t help himself. josh started moaning, trying to be as quiet as possible, but failing in the process. you quickly took your other hand and threw it over his mouth.

“since we can’t be quiet, i’ll give you a fucking way to be quiet.” you said in a low voice, reaching into a nearby box that had caught your attention earlier. it was definitely from the strip club: it had all sorts of sex toys, rope, and everything like that.

your eyes shot to one component of the box: a muzzle.

you hoped this would keep him quiet.

“what…what’re you doing?” he asked as you picked up the muzzle from the box.

“well, good boys are able to be quiet. good boys don’t have to be restricted.”

“good boys.” you continued as you snapped the muzzle on his face. “don’t have to be told to be quiet. like you have to.”

he tried to argue, but could barely be heard because of the muzzle. your hand went back down to his aching cock.

“now, you’re gonna be a good boy and you’re gonna be quiet for me. understood?” you stated as you started slowly pumping your fist down his length.

he nodded vigorously.

“good. now let me play with this pretty cock.” you started to quicken your pace, your thumb rubbing over his tip every now and them, making him see stars. he started to thrust his hips into your hand, practically using it as a fleshlight.

as you kept pumping your fist around him, his thrusts got even faster, more desperate. he started to moan softly.

“are you close, pretty boy?” you asked, not slowing down on your attack to his cock. he nodded. you took your hand away from his length, to which he whined at.

“sit down on the floor.” you demanded, which he immediately listened to, spreading his legs as he sat. you sat down on him, clothed cunt on top if his pulsing cock.

“want me to fuck you? want me to ride and bounce on your cock until you cum in my pussy?” you asked. he nodded, trying to make noice through the muzzle, but to little success.

thankfully, you got the message, taking everything off. your sopping pussy resting on his cock, begging to be filled.

“i’ll fuck you. fuck your fucking brains out. m’ gonna make you cum so hard josh.” you said, lining up yourself with his cock, resting the tip against your entrance.

he started whining more and more, desperate to be inside of you.

“fine, i’ll give you what you fucking want.” you said, taking his cock in one go, getting all the way to the base. you had to admit, that felt really fucking good. you wouldn’t be surprised if you came soon as well.

you started to get into a rhythm, bouncing up and down, grinding on his cock. you had to stop yourself from making loud moans, trying your best to conceal them under strings of curses. the way his cock hit every spot inside you made you feel like you were in heaven. his cock fit perfect into your tight walls, like a hand in a glove.

you felt him start to thrust up into you, catching you off guard. you let out a whimper, barely being able to contain yourself. you started to ride him faster, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching.

“josh, shit. m’ gonna cum. fuck.” you whispered. he let out a quiet moan through the muzzle, letting you know he was close too. “gonna cum on your cock.”

after one thrust in particular, he hit a certain spot in you, one that made you lean into his shoulder to muffle your moans as you came, your tight walls suffocating his cock, practically begging for him to release. after a few sparratic thrusts, he came, oozing cum into your cunt. he moaned. loud.

once you both had caught your breaths, you lifted yourself up, watching the mix of cum gush out of your sopping cunt. you took the muzzle off of his face, holding his cheek.

“you okay? i know that was a little rough.” you asked, hoping you didn’t cross any lines.

“god that was so fucking hot. holy shit. i loved that.” he smiled, sitting up straight and pulling up his boxers. “you’re so hot. thank you so much.”

“you’re not too bad yourself. i wouldn’t be opposed to doing that again some other time.” you smiled at him, putting your outfit back on.

“next time please sit on my face.” he offered. you looked back at him. he was serious. you were caught a bit off guard.

“u-uh, sure. i’d love that.” you helped him up, buckling his pants back. “we gotta get back, though.” you planted a kiss on his cheek as you took his hand back into the strip club.

“finally! where the hell have you been? thought we lost you.” tiger threw her hands up in exasperation, looking at you. she looked down, seeing hand prints bruising by your thighs.

“someone get a little busy?” she asked in a mocking tone.”

“oh, you have no idea.” you replied with a dopey smile.

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a/n: sry this is kinda short :p had a bit of a dom reader today. hope this wasnt too bad!!

#future man #josh futturman smut #josh futturman x reader #josh futturman #future man smut

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ystrike1 · 3 days

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When The Black Wolf Calls My Name - By Yim Hye (8.5/10)

You know the drama is going to be great when you can understand the villain. The villain in this one is completely insane too, but nothing is as simple as it seems. Our protagonist chooses to remarry to save herself from her obsessive ex-husband, but the reader gets to slowly question the logic behind that choice. She is an unreliable narrator, and that's the most interesting part

Yeonwoo wasn't loved, in the most boring way. Her mother was extremely harsh with her, and her father let it happen. Young Yeonwoo experienced the type of abuse people hate to talk about. Emotional abuse. Seowoo, her younger sister, was loved and spoiled but not her. Why, you ask? Well, Yeonwoo is the smart one with potential. Her mother broke her spirit to turn her into a convenient pack mule. A pillar of support for the family.

When the story begins Yeonwoo is financially responsible for both of her parents, and her younger sister. Why? Because she's successful of course. Yeonwoo became a song composer in Korea. She had great success, and her mother immediately asked for money...in a nice way.

The family goes on a trip that Yeonwoo is paying for, and they slip off a cliff into the Underworld. The Underworld in this setting has a historical fantasy vibe, and it is ruled by powerful men contracted to animalistic guardian spirits.

In her first life (hint, hint) she marries a powerful man who controls The Brown Bear spirit. He claims he loves her above all else, but he kills her beloved family too.

She obviously decides to kill herself because she cannot live without her beloved family. Everyone is afraid of Yeonwoo, because Hyojo the Brown Bear loves her so much. When she dies she destroys him, and before her eyes close she notices something.

Another crying man. A man she doesn't even know is weeping desperately for her. She thinks it's out of pity. She wishes no one would cry, because she's dying a prideful death. She's dying to avenge her beloved family.

When she wakes up again she has silver hair, and her family is alive!!!

They get out of the same ruined car again, and they look around the deep forest. Lost and confused.

I'm not kidding her family abandons her the same chapter. Like less than an hour after they arrive.

Sort of.

Hwita appears before her instead of Hyojo this time. Yeonwoo says she must go with him immediately...because she wants to protect their ungrateful asshole asses from Hyojo. Marrying a woman from Earth is a highly strategic decision, and as a bonus Yeonwoo is beautiful.

She offers herself to Hwita, and he eventually decides that he's interested in a marriage of convenience.

Her family literally leaves to hang out somewhere safe while she literally DOES ALL THE WORK TO SECURE HER NEW MARRIAGE AND KEEP THEM ALIVE.

The REAL ISSUE could not be more clear.

Yeonwoo refuses to accept it, but she is absolutely still being abused by her family. They're nicer about demanding money and protection now, but the unreasonable expectations from her childhood never changed. They just changed shape.

Hwita tries to seduce Yeonwoo at first, but he quickly finds out that his beautiful new bride has....problems.

Her greedy family is obviously one of them, but her traumatic second life has left her more heartless. She has no interest in love anymore.

Why?

Well, in her first live she loved Hyojo dearly. By the end of that life his name was branded on her chest, her family was dead, and he wouldn't let other men look her in the eye.

Hwita, obviously, was the other man crying when she died. I do think he's more gentle than Hyojo...but there's a problem.

A really, really big problem.

Yeonwoo simply cannot see that her family is the problem.

Hyojo showered her with sweet love. During their honeymoon phase he sang about her beauty and he grew gardens for her and he carried her princess style and they cuddled all the time and he cared about her feelings.

He was always crazy for her, but he wasn't violent in the beginning.

Do I know Hyojo is bad?

Yes.

Do I also know they could have worked on their mutual issues if her family wasn't...like that?

Also yes.

In her first life Yeonwoo tried to kill Hyojo when he threatened her awful family. In response he got crazier and meaner because his beloved bride chose the clown car over his eternal love.

Is he still a dick? Yeah. Is Yeonwoo kind of an annoying victim that refuses to stand up for herself???

Yeahhhh. It's not black and white in this one. The Underworld is not like Earth. Hyojo's violence is more normal and expected than Yeonwoo thinks.

Hyojo was way too possessive. She's right to avoid him and remarry, but Yeonwoo's family members are definitely stupid enough to insult and demean her in front of her crazed husband.

I 100% know that's how they died without even reading ahead.

It's a real moral conundrum. As a reader you understand why Yeonwoo wants to cling to her family in this unknown world. On the other hand staying with Hwita and leaving the idiots to their fate would be more satisfying.

There's a chance Hwita is a yandere as well. A smarter one. His excuse for marrying Yeonwoo right away is paper thin.

I sincerely hope her family gets punished for using her as their bank account someday.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #When the black wolf calls my name

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twilight-saga-headcanons · 7 months

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Twilight Saga Headcanons - What They Smell Like

Requested by: no one

oOo

The Cullens:

Carlisle takes great pride in his grooming, but tends to go for scentless soaps because some of his patients have allergies. Always somehow smells a little like disinfectant when he gets home after work. He somehow smells very ancient, like incense and a scent you might discover walking through an extremely old and dusty church.

Everything about Esme smells delicate. Her favorite scents as a human were floral and light, like lavender and rosewater. Definitely has an aroma of perfume that trails after her, though she doesn't wear any.

The only way to really describe Edward's scent is clean. Icy cedar, fresh snow, and oranges. It's a pure, subtle scent.

Rosalie's scent is arguably the most powerful. It isn't strong, but it's enticing. It's like warm Tennessee Whiskey and dripping honey - a scent that's designed to seduce and draw you in.

Emmett would absolutely smell like Axe body spray if Rosalie would let him wear it - she doesn't. It stings EVERYONE's noses to an insane degree. Overall, though, Emmett smells like warm velvet, like a blanket you've just pulled out of the dryer.

Even after all this time, Jasper still carries the faint scent of gunpowder. There's something about his scent that stings, like mint and eucalyptus.

Alice smells like salt and coconut, like a sweet and windy beach day. She also carries a light scent of sparking ozone, but it's so faint that sometimes they all forget that it's there.

oOo

Wolf Pack:

Sam assumes he smells so much like food because of the many hours spent in Emily's kitchen. Sam is warm honey mixed in with steaming oatmeal; fresh bread and maple syrup.

Jared used to smell like leather because of the jacket he always wore to school, but that was destroyed years ago when he phased. It's an extremely manly scent mixed with vanilla and amber.

Paul's scent is very warm and spicy, a natural and earthy woodsy musk, like the soil after a heavy rain. It can tingle your nose, but it's still very attractive.

Surprisingly, the one who smells most like the outdoors is Embry. His whole body is tied to the scent of patchouli and pine; it's a very nature-based scent.

A lot of Jacob's scent is mixed in with how much time he spends around cars, so you'll get a whiff of rush and metal and probably motor oil, but it isn't unpleasant or off-putting.

Tobacco is the leading scent for Quil, which he assumes is because of his grandfather. He also smells very much like ginger and cinnamon.

Though she's never been a big reader, Leah smells like old books and paper. It's a bit of a dusty scent, but goes well when mixed with her favorite vetiver lotion and body wash.

Seth has a very bright and welcoming smell, like cinnamon sugar or a freshly baked pie crust. It's a smell you somehow always associate with your childhood, but you can't put your finger on exactly why.

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sstan-hoe · 11 months

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𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — andy barber × fem!wife!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — Andy bought you new shoes and you love them, you wear them everywhere at any chance you get. The only downside is that after a little while they get uncomfortable…

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, p in v (unprotected), mention of edging, light degrading (very light) spanking (like once), idk what else

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — I won't be posting for a little while now, my plan is to finish some fics and have them ready for all of you!! reblog/ comment and follow!

It wasn’t a new thing that Andy carried you around. He always had the excuse “you’re my wife why would you need to walk?”

However, a few weeks ago he gifted you a pair of black Louboutin heels and you adored them.

You would wear them on every occasion, yes, they were painful but who wouldn’t want to look hot?

Besides, anyone who wants to look beautiful must suffer.

Recently the two of you attended a party with some of Andy’s colleagues. Of course, he knew you would wear the heels, but if he talked against a wall, he would have had better chances.

As Andy rounded the corner, he saw you standing in front of the mirror at the entrance, wearing a black cocktail dress, golden hoops with a matching necklace and the black Louboutin.

He wanted to ask you if you really wanted to wear them, but he already knew the answer.

So instead, he just snaked his arm around your waist pulling you against him and laying his hand softly on your cheek.

He titled your head up giving you a loving kiss on your lips.

Andy’s lips left yours, but you chased after him to capture him in a passionate kiss. While you were concentrating on the kiss, Andy sneaked his hands down your body.

His plan was easy: seduce you, you're horny and want to stay home and prevent you from being in pain.

Andy softly withdraws his lips from yours once again. He kneels down while kissing down your leg. His hands felt soft against your skin as he lifted your leg with his right hand.

The other one slid down to your feet until it reached your shoe.

A small chuckle escaped you as you realized what he was doing, lifting your foot pressing the sole against his forehead like Margot Robbie in Wolf of Wall Street.

“What do you think you're doing?” you asked in a low voice.

„Darlin‘ I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” Andy gave you those concerning eyes. “Andy they’re painful but sexy and you gifted them to me, I want to wear them all the time.”

Andy sighed in return, “my love you can wear other heels you know I won’t be mad, and you look sexy in everything you wear,” he stood up cupping your face in his large hands, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

“No, I will wear them,” with that you turned around and opened the door stepping into the cool air of the beautiful autumn night.

With a sigh Andy walked after you, this was going to be a long night.

The car came to a stop in front of the bar where you would be meeting Andy’s colleagues. Your man turned to face you, “you can still change your mind darlin’,” he said gently but you shook your head, “no, let’s go, we don’t want to be late,” you said and got out of the car.

Andy stayed back for a moment, his mind running wild as he thought of a way to help you. In the end he could only watch you and make sure you were comfortable. After all you were his stubborn wife who he loved with every cell in his body, he’d do everything for you.

Quickly he walked after you, interlocking your fingers with his as you stepped inside the bar.

Said bar was filled with Andy’s colleagues, some you recognized, others you didn’t - not that you minded as most of them were arrogant assholes.

“Ooh, look at you, you look amazin’,” gushed Marta, the wife of Andy’s assistant. She seemed like a nice woman, but god you didn’t like her. She was always chipper, but it often looked like she was faking it.

“Thank you, you look great too,” you answered with a polite smile while guiding Andy’s hand around your waist and pressing yourself against his side.

Andy smiled to himself as he noticed what you were doing, gladly he tightened his hold on you.

Then Marta began talking, she talked like a waterfall and at some point you needed to escape. “I’m gonna get us some drinks,” you excused yourself and took a deep breath once your back was turned to them.

As you walked towards the counter you could already feel your feet hurting. You hated that Andy was right, but these shoes were too beautiful not to wear.

You hopped onto the bar stool and ordered a juice as well as a beer for Andy. Once you got the drinks and stepped from the chair, you hissed at the burning sensation. There would definitely be blisters by the end of the night.

Giving Andy his beer, he noticed the slight distress on your face. He decided to ignore it for now, knowing you wouldn’t say anything.

The conversation continued for a little while, in the middle you had shifted almost a lot of your weight onto him. Andy didn’t mind, but this only showed him how right he was. However the two of you couldn’t quite leave yet.

You kept your posture up, no one but Andy noticed how much your feet started to hurt.

“Look at this sweet arm candy you got there Barber,” a man said who came to stand next to your husband.

Andy turned his head to the man and glared at him, “my wife, looks beautiful and is not arm candy, Chad,” his tone was harsh.

God, some of these assholes could just go fuck themselves and you’d love to slap the shit out of them.

After another thirty minutes you needed to sit down, you nudged Andy’s arm and gestured to a table to sit on. Not asking questions Andy walked with you towards the table, before you could sit on one of the tables there was an extra step to go.

As you lifted your foot to step up, your knees almost buckled in once your foot hit the parquet. Luckily Andy was there to support you.

He didn’t say a word but you knew what he was thinking, “I’m fine,” you said quickly. “I didn’t say anything,” he countered with a knowing smile.

Both of you finished your drinks and you only hoped Andy didn’t want another beer. Seeing how uncomfortable you were, he did the only right thing.

With a sigh he slipped out of his shoes and pushed them towards you, “come on, take ‘em of darlin’,” he told you. Pouting you slipped them off and handed them to Andy before putting on his - way too big, but comfortable - shoes.

“What will your colleagues think?” you asked concerned, eyes dropping, “I don’t care what they think, I don’t want my wife to feel uncomfortable. Now, let’s get ya home,” standing up in his socks, he held his hand out to you.

“I wasn’t even that uncomfortable,” you argued as you walked out of the bar.

Then almost over the curb and falling into Andy, "okay, darlin'," chuckling he scooped you up into his arms.

He carried you the rest to the car, putting you in the passenger seat and buckling on your seat belt. Kissing the top of your head before giving you the heels and closing the door.

slutty bonus, you whore's

"You're lucky I love carrying you around," he stated as his hand came to rest on your thigh.

"You know, if I didn't know it better I'd say you're disobeying me on purpose…," he growled into the crook of your neck as his hips bucked into you.

"I'm – fuck – sorry!" you have been apologizing for thirty minutes now, being edged three times and you begged Andy wouldn't make it a four. "See, I don't think you're sorry," his tone was almost mean, he mocked you.

"Can feel how tight you are, how you keep squeezing me. I know it turns you on, don't lie to me darlin'," as if you ever could.

You gripped onto the satin sheets, Andy picked his pace up not caring for you – this was a punishment after all.

Not much of a punishment though if you enjoyed it.

"Andy," you rasped, feeling your stomach tighten. You desperately need to live the euphoria.

Complete joy and pleasure building up, "please, please, please," you moaned when he hit that spot.

"Hold it," Andy demanded, railing you, splitting you open. "No, no, I can't!" you cried, shaking your head. Your husband didn't care, he gripped your throat, "yes you can, if you don't…then you won't come at all."

Shutting your eyes, you tried to concentrate on keeping the orgasm inside until Andy allowed you.

He was close himself and already felt his cock twitching, "come, fucking hell," he muttered, rutting into you like a starved man.

You reach the mind-blowing release of endorphins. Clenching to hold onto the feeling until you finally give in and let go. Moans howling through the walls.

Before you could register anything you were turned on your stomach. Ass slapped twice.

"Let's paint that pretty ass of yours, shall we darlin'?"

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bloggingnsfw · 6 months

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Werewolf Breeding Pt 1

Werewolf x Reader Werewolf x Y/N

Warning: Breeding, Slight Dub-con (maybe), Creampie, Rough sex,

Part 2

I originally wrote this with a girl named Arya being taking by a big bad werewolf but changed it to Y/N for you guys!

Inside the dark cavern lit only by the flicker of distant torches, Y/N could feel every movement of the massive grey werewolf approaching her. Its heavy footsteps echoed against the moist stone walls, creating an ominous, almost sensuous soundtrack to what would transpire between them. As she stood there, naked, vulnerable, and trembling with excitement, she knew that this was more than just another lustful encounter – it was the start of something extraordinary and deeply profound.

As the alpha werewolf loomed over her, its mighty frame casting a shadow that seemed to consume the whole chamber, she felt an insatiable thirst growing inside her, begging to be quenched.

The air around them crackled with raw energy, the sounds of panting breaths and heaving chests filling the otherwise silent space. Inch by tantalizing inch, the wolf lowered itself towards her until they were face to face, their gaze locked together.

The alpha male stared deep into her emerald green eyes; his intent unmistakably clear. With one swift motion, he took hold of her hips and guided himself into her, causing Y/N to gasp sharply. Her body welcomed him eagerly, embracing the immense power and intensity of the werewolf's cock as it filled her completely. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, holding onto him like a lifeline.

Each downward thrust made her groan with pleasure, while each upward stroke had her whimpering in anticipation. Their bodies moved in harmony, becoming one flesh. The soft sounds of their lovemaking reverberated throughout the entire cave, echoing across the damp stones like whispers from the gods themselves.

Without warning, the alpha began to quicken his pace, his movements now marked by desperation and urgency. As sweat dripped from his brow, his calloused hands held onto her slender waist possessively, digging deep into her skin.

With each forceful plunge, he growled with satisfaction, knowing he was taking full advantage of her ardent response. It wasn’t unusual for the alpha to dominate a mate—it was how nature designed these creatures to reproduce—but tonight felt different somehow. The intensity between them was palpable; an undeniable electricity coursed through their veins, binding them closer than ever before.

"Oh god!" she cried , her voice strained and ragged from her continuous pleasured gasps. "I can't…

. . I can't…," Y/N cried again, unable to contain herself any longer. The surge of intense desire rocketed through her core, overwhelming her with wave after wave of euphoria. Each orgasm sent shockwaves through her petite form, leaving her quivering and utterly seduced by the wolf's strength. As if reading her mind, the alpha slowed his fervent rhythm slightly but kept moving within her. The feeling of being claimed so passionately by such a magnificent creature left her speechless and awestruck.

Unable to speak due to the overpowering waves of bliss coursing through her, Y/N could do nothing but revel in the animalistic intensity of their coupling. The thought of conceiving a child with this otherworldly creature fueled her eagerness even further.

Her back arched violently, fingers clawing the rough stone wall behind her, Y/N let out a shriek of pure ecstasy as her climax hit hard and fast. Throbbing with the force of a thousand sunrises, she couldn't believe the depth of pleasure she experienced.

Climactic spasms wracked her small frame, drawing shudders from the tip of her head to the soles of her feet. The sight of the alpha wolf, his own eyes glazed with ardor, caused goosebumps to rise along her neck. Y/N threw her head back, exposing her throat to him. The smell of their combined heat and exertion hung heavily in the air, a tangible manifestation of their fierce bond.

Still joined, they lay panting, catching their breath together.

For a moment, neither spoke nor moved, simply basking in the warmth of their shared experience. Then, without warning, the alpha wolf raised himself on all fours once more, his massive frame towering over her. With a low rumble in his chest, he positioned himself between her spread legs, ready to claim her yet again.

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes wide with both fear and fascination. Despite the size difference, she found herself wanting to submit fully to the wolf's primal instincts. She reached up and ran her hand lightly down his flank, tracing the outline of his powerful muscles. Feeling the warmth radiating from his body, she allowed herself to surrender entirely to the moment.

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Hello, I have an obscene imagination with Klaus, where he is creating his hybrids and she is part of the Mystic Falls gang and she is a wolf and Klaus does not turn her into a hybrid because she is his mate and he has a lot of sexual desire for her. So when he manages to seduce her, he is obsessed with filling her with his son (nik has a breeding kink) when he finally convinces her to have a relationship with him and become a hybrid, the witches kidnap her and tell her that she is pregnant(hope)

TO MAKE HER MINE — k.m

pairing klaus mikaelson x fem!reader

summary klaus comes to mystic falls to begin siring his hybrids and he crosses paths with the woman he believes to be his mate. after weeks of pining after you, and a little help from fate, he finally manages to make you his. forever.

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, oral (f. & m. receiving), fingering, creampie, accidental but wanted pregnancy

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"Why didn't you do it, Klaus? Why didn't you kill me that night?"

She was asking a good question, Klaus thought. A great one, even. But in order to understand the answer, they would have to go back to the beginning. The moment where it all started. Where their lives were forever altered.

Senior Prank Night. It was supposed to be a night off, where Y/N and her friends could take a break from the supernatural world's drama and let go. They could act like normal teenagers, if only for a few hours. But unfortunately, fate had other plans. Its goal was to align two hearts as one. Those of Klaus Mikaelson and Y/N Y/L/N.

Klaus stood over Tyler Lockwood, his first successful hybrid. Veins had cracked underneath his eyes and he had fangs protruding from his gums. The realization had set in - Klaus was that much closer to assembling the strongest army the world had ever seen. So he turned to face his younger sister Rebekah and ordered her to fetch him the only other known werewolf residing in Mystic Falls. Y/N Y/L/N.

"Let go of me!" Y/N demanded at the blonde dragging her by the arm into the gymnasium. "Hush, love. There's no need to put up such a fight," Rebekah responded, rolling her eyes. When they reached Klaus, Rebekah tapped him on the shoulder. "Here's your next victim. I'm done with being your slave now, so I'll be outside." Rebekah walked away, and Klaus turned to the girl, their eyes meeting for the very first time. And he felt the air in his lungs leave him.

Over the years, both Klaus and Y/N had heard of wolves finding their mates. They'd been told that when one was finally introduced to their mate, it was almost as if everything had clicked. All the puzzle pieces fit together, and the picture was clear. It was as if one had found everything they'd ever desired. Craved. Longed for. Lived for. Of course, Y/N and Klaus chose to believe that those people were just downright crazy. There was no such thing as having a mate. Right?

Wrong.

Y/N stared up at the man that she was certain was going to end her human life. But as she looked into the most captivating blue eyes she'd ever seen, she didn't see a trace of malice. And she didn't fear him the way she assumed she would. Instead, she was swept into a current of a feeling she could barely decipher. Y/N looked at this truly evil, power-hungry man, and the fire was burning so fiercely between them that she was certain. This man was the one she had been destined for. And she just knew...she was screwed.

As for Klaus, he was almost speechless. Klaus thrived off of being in control. It was a bare necessity for him. He needed to be in a position of power. But as he stood in front of the woman he was sure was concocted from his dreams, he felt that power slipping right through his fingers. The threat of losing control had always left him feeling unsettled, and now that his worst fear was manifesting into reality, he was petrified.

"So uh, is this the part where you kill me? 'Cause I'd rather you make it quick," Y/N spoke, treading lightly. Her voice snapped Klaus back into reality. He could hear her heart racing, but he wasn't sure if it was due to fear, or if she was feeling even a fraction of what he was. So he smirked slightly, looking straight at her. "Actually, darling, I have other plans for you. Big plans."

In the weeks following that night, with each day that passed, Klaus and Y/N's desire for each other only grew stronger. They'd shared stolen glances at each other, had dreamt of the other in their sleep. They always seemed to be in the same place at the same exact time. And the desire and longing they felt for each other were threatening to become too much to bear. That string tied to both their hearts worked to pull them closer and closer until they simply couldn't run from fate anymore. Which had ultimately led Y/N to ask her question.

"Hello? Are you gonna answer me? Or are you gonna force me to stare at your back all night and ignore me?" Klaus took a sip of the bourbon from the glass he held in his hand, turning around to look at the entrancing woman before him. "Do you really have to ask? You know why, Y/N." Y/N scoffed, "If I knew, then I wouldn't be asking." As soon as Klaus had registered what she said, he knew he'd had enough. He was done playing whatever game this was. He wanted out.

"Don't do that. Don't act like fate hasn't been casting us in each other's paths since the night we met. The reason I didn't kill you is that I could never kill the woman I'd been destined to love for over a thousand years." Y/N's eyes were wide. Yes, she had felt everything under the sun for Klaus. But she'd never been brave enough to acknowledge it out loud. That would make it real. Solidify it. And she wasn't sure if she was ready for that.

"You aren't really buying into that 'wolf mate' crap, are you? Klaus-" Y/N began, but Klaus walked up to her, cutting her off. "Do you think I've been enjoying this? I've lost the one thing in this world that I need to survive. Control. I looked into your eyes that night at the high school, and I watched as it left me. As you took it from me," he breathed. With each step of Klaus's, Y/N mirrored his movements backwards until her back hit the wall behind her with a thump.

"What are you so afraid of?" Klaus whispered, his fiery gaze holding her's captive. "Are you afraid that this isn't real? Because we both know it is. We burn for each other, so brightly that it would blind everyone else in our wake if we chose to burn together," he spoke, stroking her cheek ever so lightly with his index finger, "but that's society's problem. not ours."

Y/N could feel her resolve beginning to wither away as she stood nearly chest-to-chest with the man who had completely taken over her thoughts in mere seconds. "It's just an illusion, Klaus. There is no fate. There's no magical bond that causes two wolves to be destined for each other. It's not real."

Yeah, that was a load of bull. Even Klaus knew that Y/N didn't believe the lies she was telling herself. "You're wrong. You are consumed by the raw passion and desire you feel for me. So much so that you're choosing to run from it. But deep down, you know that you will never be able to shake me. I've gotten under your skin, and you've gotten under mine. We cannot just simply ignore this and go on. Not without each other," Klaus spoke.

Y/N looked up at Klaus, and she knew he was right. She'd thought she'd been in love before. She'd thought she knew what it felt like to see someone and just know, beyond any doubt, that they were the person she was destined for. The one she was made for. But she was wrong. Because whatever she'd felt for the men in her past could never begin to compare to the yearning in her heart for Klaus. "You mentioned that you've lost control," she said, and Klaus nodded. "If control is what you need...then you should take it."

The two of them held eye contact, the tension growing thicker and thicker by the second. Their desire for one another was clouding all of their thoughts and their senses, and they both wanted nothing more than to drown in each other. To give in to the temptation they'd been avoiding for so long. So that's just what they did.

Klaus smashed his lips against Y/N's, his hands on her cheeks. Y/N responded immediately and she placed her hands on Klaus's chest, fisting the thin material of his henley shirt as if to pull his chest against hers. The kiss deepened, both their tongues stroking and tasting each other. Y/N moaned into the kiss when Klaus's hands slid down to her thighs, urging her to jump so that he could pick her up. She jumped, wrapping her legs around Klaus's torso as her lips continued to devour his.

Using his supernatural speed, Klaus flashed the both of them up into his bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him and dropping Y/N onto the plush duvet of his bed. Y/N stared up at him with those eyes, breathless. Klaus leaned down, his lips leaving kisses on her exposed neck. Y/N thread her fingers in the curls at the nape of his neck and she sighed in pleasure at Klaus's touch. It felt like Klaus was touching every single nerve on her body as his hands roamed over her, and all her senses were taken over completely by the man on top of her.

Breaking the kiss, Klaus pulled his shirt off and threw it on the floor before taking hold of Y/N’s and tearing it down the middle with a harsh yank. Y/N felt a throbbing between her legs at the action, Klaus's rough nature spurring her on even more. Her jeans were the next to go. Then she sat up, helping him remove her shirt before her hands landed on his chest. Her fingers gently ran over his skin, tracing over his tattoo before taking her time to trail down to his abdomen.

Klaus grabbed Y/N's hand and placed it over the large bulge in his jeans. “Do you feel that? Do you feel how hard I am for you?" He questioned. "This is what you do to me, Y/N. This is how much I yearn for you, for your touch. You make me want to memorize and trace every inch of your body with my lips, with my tongue. You make me want to act out every desire my mind has ever conjured, and worship you like a queen. So do not doubt what I feel for you, and don’t you dare doubt what you feel for me. Not anymore."

Mesmerized by the words he spoke, Y/N nodded. Her hand found the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss her as her free hand worked on his belt buckle and zipper. Klaus unhooked her bra and discarded it before climbing out of his jeans. Towering over her frame, Klaus leaned Y/N back onto the bed, and his lips peppered kisses on his way down to her panties. His thumb smoothed over her lace-covered entrance and he felt her desire for him. "You're wet for me already. Good girl," he cooed, and Y/N moaned at his words.

Klaus used his teeth to latch onto the waistband of her panties and dragged them down slowly until they were removed from her completely. His head then came back up and his hands spread her thighs to get a good look at her core. "What a gorgeous little cunt. It's more perfect than I ever could have imagined." His tongue darted out to taste her lightly, and he let out a soft moan, "You taste heavenly, too." Before Y/N could even react, she was flipped onto her stomach, and her limbs were tied to each corner of Klaus's bedframe.

His hands smoothed up her back, "From the very moment I laid eyes on you I've wanted nothing more than to put you on your stomach, tie your hands and legs to the corners of my bed and eat your sweet little cunt until you’re begging me to stop because the pleasure is too overwhelming. And now, my sweet…I am free to do so." And with that, his lips wrapped around her sensitive clit and he began to suck harshly, swirling his tongue around it to add to the sensation.

Y/N gasped at the sudden pleasure, and she bit her lip, "Fuck, Klaus." Klaus' finger came up to tease her entrance lightly, circling it and pressing the very tip of his finger into her and gathering her slick. He plunged it inside of her, and her back arched. His tongue picked up the pace on her clit, and the sucking pressure became much more powerful. Her legs were already trembling, the coil beginning to form in the pit of her stomach.

"Let's see how quickly I can make you come with my tongue and my fingers, yeah?" Klaus questioned, but he really wasn't looking for an answer. Y/N's moans grew louder, her cries of pleasure going straight to Klaus's cock and hardening it even more than before. It twitched at the sounds she was making, and Klaus's mouth watered at the thought of being inside her. Of releasing in her, and making her his for all of eternity. No man would ever have her in this way. Not after Klaus. Never.

Klaus added his middle and ring finger, quickening the pace of his fingers and Y/N was a panting, moaning mess. "Klaus, I'm gonna come. Please don't stop," she cried. Klaus kept up his actions, and he felt her walls closing in around his fingers. Her cries grew louder as she released and her whole body felt numb.

But just because she had reached her orgasm didn't mean that Klaus was done with her. He sucked on her clit with more pressure, and his tongue was toying with her clit at an inhumane speed. "It's too much. I can't, Klaus," she begged. Pulling his mouth away from her, he leaned up to her ear as he slapped her clit and Y/N squealed. "You can and you will."

Klaus resumed his actions, and he plunged his fingers into her again. His mouth found her clit again, and Y/N swore she was losing all her senses. Her vision was gone, and she couldn't feel anything except for Klaus's mouth and fingers. She wasn't sure how the hell she was going to last when she was barely holding it together. But she also knew that there was no other place she'd rather be. No other man she'd want to touch her the way Klaus was. He was all she wanted. Forever.

That familiar coil started to build up again, and by now tears were running down her cheeks as she bit into the pillow in front of her. "Give it to me, Klaus, please. I'm so close," she sobbed. Klaus obeyed, his fingers beginning to curl into her g-spot. The overstimulation left her breathless, and she struggled to get the air into her lungs. And then his touch simply became way too much to bear.

Her juices exploded out of her, and Klaus was quick to lap it up with his tongue, groaning at the taste of her. Y/N's breathing was erratic, and she could barely move. Klaus kissed up her spine, "I want to fuck you. Can I, darling? Can I fuck you?" Klaus questioned. Y/N nodded furiously, "Please fuck me, Klaus. I want you inside me. I want to feel every inch of you."

Klaus wasted no time freeing himself from his briefs. He ran his tip through Y/N's wet folds and grinded against her clit softly. Y/N shuddered at the contact due to her sensitivity, and Klaus ran his hand down her side, gripping and guiding her hips toward his. His free hand wrapped around the base of his member, and he slowly pushed into her. Y/N gasped, and she arched her back to feel him deeper. "You're so big, daddy. You stretch me out so well," she moaned. Klaus was now balls deep, and he remained there, feeling close to her.

"Please move, Klaus," she begged. Klaus sighed as he eased back out of her, and slammed into her again. Y/N let out a small scream, and Klaus gripped her hips again as he began to thrust in and out of her mercilessly. Her ass smacked against his front and the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the bedroom. "Can you hear how soaked you are, love? You're dripping all over me," Klaus grunted. Y/N babbled something incoherent, and Klaus chuckled.

Klaus fucked into Y/N with reckless abandon, and since she was tied to the corners of the bed, all she could do was lay there and let Klaus ravish her. Not that she was complaining. He was so deep inside of her that she felt him in her stomach. Tears were pouring out of her eyes, and her moans were transforming into screams. "Yes! Yes, Klaus! Right there!" She exclaimed. "You love the way I'm rutting into you, don't you? I bet you love the way I have you at my mercy, fucking you until you're a babbling, sobbing mess," he spoke through gritted teeth. Y/N nodded at his words as she cried.

"You belong to me now, is that clear?" Klaus asked, but Y/N couldn't answer. All she could do was let out a strangled noise. Klaus began to fuck her harder, pounding into her. "Answer me," he said. Y/N couldn't though, she could barely form words. His fingers found her clit, and he began slapping it in time with his thrusts. "Who's pussy is this, Y/N?" Klaus questioned sternly, and Y/N squealed. "Yours, Klaus. It's y-yours!" She yelled.

Those words went straight to his cock, and Klaus let go of the last bit of control in his grasp. "That's right, it's mine. And I have every intention of filling you to the brim with my seed. So much that I'll be inside of you for days," he grunted. His cock began to twitch, as Y/N's walls clenched around him. "I want you to come for me, Y/N. Now," he said as he continued his harsh thrusts into her. The headboard was smacking against the wall, and Klaus was sure there would be a hole when they were finished.

Y/N's walls clamped down hard on Klaus's cock, hard, and she began to scream. "I'm coming, Klaus! I'm fucking coming!" Y/N began to cream all over his member, and Klaus twitched inside of her for the last time as he shot his seed into her, filling her.

Coming down from his high, he pumped into her a few more times before pulling out of her. He untied her limbs from the bed frame and kneeled her in front of him. "Taste yourself on me," he ordered, and Y/N obeyed his command. Taking his large member into her mouth, she took him to the back of her throat, before sucking her way to the tip and swirling her tongue around so she could taste their come.

"Mm," she moaned around him. The taste was so addicting, Y/N couldn't help but begin to bob her head, sucking Klaus off. Klaus ran a hand through her hair to get a grip on her as she sucked the soul out of his cock. Klaus threw his head back as she began to bob her head faster when she felt him twitch. Saliva was dribbling down from her mouth, running down her body, and her hand came up to massage his balls.

Just as Klaus felt his orgasm building up, he pulled out of her mouth and kissed her as he laid her back and pushed his cock inside of her entrance once again. She gasped into the kiss at the sudden intrusion, and Klaus wasted no time quickening his pace so he could come inside of her again. He pulled away from the kiss and began to suck on the soft spot of Y/N's neck. "Please come inside me, daddy. please fill me up with your come again,” she encouraged, spurring him on. Her hands scratched down his back, drawing blood, and this is what pushed Klaus to release his seed into her once again.

Pulling out, Klaus pulled Y/N to his chest as he yanked the covers over them. They drifted off into sleep, and after that night, everything changed.

In the weeks that followed, Klaus and Y/N established their relationship, Y/N had turned into a hybrid to ensure that their hearts would remain as one forever. And they were now on a vacation in New Orleans, as Klaus wanted to share his favourite place in the world with the love of his life.

But something was wrong. Y/N told Klaus she would meet him at Rousseau's, but she never showed up. Klaus had called her 10 times, each one going to voicemail. He knew she was in trouble. And that fact was confirmed when a witch named Sophie approached him. "Klaus Mikaelson? I have something you're gonna want to see."

Sophie led him to the cemetery, and Klaus's eyes landed on his girlfriend. "Release her right now or I swear to you, your entire witching community will cease to exist after today." Sophie shook her head, "Not until you listen." Sophie then explained to Klaus how he and Y/N were now able to procreate, thanks to the curse being broken, and his werewolf side being embraced. Klaus tried to argue, tried to tell them all that they were insane. But then...he heard the heartbeat. "It's true, Klaus. I'm...we're pregnant."

Sophie revealed to Klaus that the witches wanted to run Marcel Gerard out of the city, and they needed his help. It took some convincing, but in the end, he agreed to aid them on their mission. Sophie and the witches let Y/N go, and she and Klaus returned to their hotel room.

"Are you sure this is okay? I mean, is this really what you want? Because it's okay if you don't. You won't lose me," Y/N said, her hand rubbing Klaus's back as they sat on the edge of the bed. He turned to look into the eyes of the woman he loved, and his expression softened. "I do, want this. I want you, and our child. Forever."

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ROUND 1D, MATCH 2 OUT OF 16!

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Linh Cinder:

Her glass slipper is her prosthetic foot. She's a cool badass mechanic queen. She's named Cinder because her aunt set her on fire as a toddler but she survived. She's a a cool cyborg with psychic powers, and she's also a really good mechanic.

She's a cyborg and she's from the Moon

She is a badass mechanic who is also a cyborg and did not intend to get dragged into this mess. She becomes a fugitive of the law, running from the prince who is also her romantic interest and is just objectively the best.

I love a sarcastic character and I love a good confrontation scene and she's great with both

she's a cyborg she's a mechanic she's a princess she's a fugitive she's the best.

She's a mechanic she's the lunar princess she has two prosthetic limbs she's supposed to be dead. Her best friend is an android who's a fangirl of her boyfriend (Kai, the emperor). Her ball was actually her showing up to keep Kai from getting seduced by her aunt (who's queen of the moon) and then killed. Instead of losing her slipper she just lost her entire foot. (That's all just in the first book.)

look man, if you've read tlc you know why but if not: cinder here goes through a lot, from living in a shitty household to leading a rebellion and witnessing what's practically a massacre (TWICE), getting stabbed in the mc'freaking heart and surviving, being a wanted fugitive, Oh, and also, she loses her goddamn FOOT instead of a glass slipper lol (albeit the foot is a prosthetic, which i might've forgotten to add, her left arm and (i think) leg are metal due to getting BURNED as a toddler by her somewhat power hungry aunt)

She's SO cool she's a mechanic and really clever and also an amputee and her prosthetics are very cool and she has fun space adventures with her little gang of found family and is also the heir to the crown on the moon and is trying to get control of it from her aunt (who's a dictator) so she can help the moon people be less oppressed! tl;dr she's a girlboss

She literally got set on fire. Shes a cyborg. Shes such a girl boss that her love interest kept her severed prosthetic foot as a memento. She is a revolutionary [against her will] and a politician [also against her will]. Shes a skilled mechanic, and called the queen of a super-powerful alien race with the ability to manipulate people’s perceptions of reality ugly TO HER FACE. Queen does not give a shit and just wants to hang out with her robot bestie and her dork ass boyfriend who is also the leader of an entire country. Shes iconic, she is the moment.

she's a teenage cyborg who works as a mechanic and is secretly royalty - a badass and i love her!!

Kickbutt cyborg Cinderella princess

Cyborg and mechanic is a fun new twist on classic Cinderella! (At least when I read it and it was new). Plus she’s got her Prince/Emperor all wrapped around her fingers before the ball!

she's cool as fuck that's why!! cyborg cinderella in a cool-ass future sci-fi world, she doesn't have glass slippers so she loses her ill-fitted cybernetic foot, she has a gun in her cyborg hand (mostly uses nonlethal projectiles), she has cool sci-fi magic mind powers, she's from the moon, she's a mechanic & she's smart as hell, she literally forms a ragtag team of other fairytale inspired characters & dethrones the evil queen of the lunar monarchy. also her prince charming is cool & funny & they're so sickeningly in love their feelings could power the sun. anyway vote Cinder ✨️

cinder is a mixed cyborg mechanic who has acquired beef with both her stepmother (adopted) and her bio aunt (tyrant queen levanna) and manages to escape their attempts to keep her down (including arson when she was like. 3 years old) and ultimately overthrows her aunt in a revolution lead by her and the other fairytale retellings (red riding hood and wolf, rapunzel and her ‘prince’, and her cousin snow white and her prince) and establishes a democracy! i enjoyed the series growing up and i personally think that cinder is very cool :]

The first book in The Lunar Chronicles is a retelling of cinderella, and my gosh it’s amazing. Cinder is a cyborg and faces a lot of prejudice, and it’s interesting to see that even in the future, where the book is set, there’s still so much discrimination, and Cinder faces it so well. She’s smart and snarky, and has such character growth and cares so much and akhjfqwthbj

shes cinderella if cinderella was a cyborg and also secretly an alien moon princess. fucking amazing series everyone should read it. It's very common for Cinderella retelling that "girlboss" her end up sending the weird message that victims of abuse should simply stand up for themselves <3 I really like Cinder because she's spunky and snaps at her stepmother, but it doesn't. do her any good? It just makes her stepmother worse. Also one of her stepsisters is nice, I love Peony.

Cyborg Cinderella, long-lost princess of the moon, revolutionary against the evil queen.

she’s a cyborg! instead of losing her shoe on the steps of the palace her entire foot comes off 👍 thats hard as fuck she’s so cool

Cinderella:

Because she is so cute in this, I love her outfits before and after the transformation, and this movie is just such a good adaptation of Cinderella

the 1997 cinderella movie is the best one ever to me like. you have whitney houston as the fairy godmother and brandy is so so so pretty and she's such an amazing cinderella. 10 minutes ago the best cinderella song of all time ever she sounded so good<3

does this movie even NEED propaganda?

Brandy Cinderella with Whitney Houston! Need I say more?

Brandy plays one of the best iterations of Cinderella actually

I just think she's neat. Also she looked the best in the ball gown

One of the most iconic Cinderellas of all time, Brandy brought tenderness, earnestness, and heartfelt poignancy that transformed the story and emphasized its humanity and themes of dreaming for the future. Her voice is celestial! The power of her performance is undeniable! As a lifelong Cinderella fan she was always one of my favorites.

A lot of children grew up watching this movie around the holidays.

This is my favorite version of Cinderella and Brandy absolutely KILLS IT as Cinderella!! Her voice is so sweet and beautiful. And her dress!! I love her peplum. ALSO HER BRAIDS MAKE A BUN AND ITS SO ADORABLE. just look up the soundtrack for this movie PLEASE

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Looking at your last reblog I never peeped Michael Trevino’s eyebrow lift and side gaze at Joseph pushing Klonnie…can you imagine Tyler being forced to be the wingman for Klaus?

Suddenly, I'm feeling creative. I haven't written a drabble or a fic concept in a while. I couldn’t help but try this as a prompt. First, check out my previous ask here (TLDR: Klaus and his inner wolf being thirsty as hell for Bonnie) on the inspo behind this post:

Red Moon, Red Roses

Klaus watches her. His eyes follow her every move. The Bennett witch doesn't know he's there (or does she?), but he makes note of all his observations in his mind. What started his sudden fascination with her? It was Rebekah and a throwaway remark about her friends needing Bonnie more than she needed them. It was true. Without her, they had nothing. With the distance growing between Bonnie and her friends, his world was filled with possibilities. Could he recruit her? Attack her? Charm her? Kill her? Seduce her?

He lies to himself about not knowing what he wants from the girl. His inner wolf was screaming at him. It was the night of the red moon that he crawled himself to her. He fought his wolf, but Klaus couldn't resist the siren's call. Those golden eyes trailed her every move. The girl- The woman wore a long, thin nightgown and gently applied lotion to her body. He could practically smell her skin. Roses.

He knew the truth. Bonnie was his heart's desire. Klaus' wolf wanted nothing more than to knock on her door, but he couldn't. The vampire kept him away. He couldn't do it. He refused to be rejected and be unwanted again. Before leaving, he plucks a flower from her garden (the same one she used to make perfume). He drags himself home and finds himself being questioned by his hybrids in the morning. Where was he? He wouldn't tell them. It wasn't until Tyler suspiciously commented that he smells like Bonnie that Klaus' hopes rise.

Tyler was her friend. They weren't particularly close, but Bonnie cared for him. Klaus remembered her concern when he turned the Lockwood boy. Tyler was not a threat to him as a potential rival for his beloved. However, he could be an asset. Tyler was Klaus' way in. The wolf was his chance to be closer to Bonnie. Tyler would help him willingly or not. The football player reluctantly agrees to assist Klaus in his pursuit of Bonnie. Tyler knew it would be hard to convince Bonnie to give the Original a chance, but he'd do anything to keep Klaus from looking at Caroline.

Watch out, Bonnie. Klaus is coming for your heart.

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I can just imagine him being an absolute horny mess when he’s on his heat and she’s like bro… get your shit together cause their out with friends or something he’s like being really rude to anyone trying to talk to her and he just wants to go home and fuck her senseless

Oh my god but yes. (If you don’t like abo/wolfrry skip this piece!)

He’s never miscalculated his rut before.

Harry had always had to be careful because he was the leader of his pack, he had to plan accordingly for when he was out.

YN wasn’t a wolf, she couldn’t scent him in the way he could scent her - he could smell her heat from days away.

It starts when they’re at dinner with a group of friends, Mitch and Sarah, Niall and Jayla, Zayn and Chelsea, Louis and Eleanor.

Harry’s normally very subdued in public, he hates going out anywhere and wants to be home - safe at their home whenever possible.

He begins to pick up YN’s scent so heavily it’s making him dizzy as she sits next to him - unaware as she’s drinking and laughing.

She smells like the purest piece of heaven on a bad day and right now she was radiating something so beautiful Harry could feel himself hardening up.

This never happened but he was nearly blinded with his arousal for his mate that he couldn’t even care or notice.

At first, YN doesn’t think much of it when his nose nuzzles at the nape of her neck, a low grumble emitting from his chest.

“I think that lip color looks great on you,” Mitch compliments innocently as they discuss makeup and outfits.

“Don’t fucking talk to her,” Harry snaps at his subordinate, Mitch lower his head in confused submission.

“Harry,” YN scolds, pulling him away from her neck with a hand in his hair, his eyes boring into hers with possession and adoration, “Be nice.”

“M’nice,” He rasps unbothered, his lips returning to where he just scented and bit down at base of her neck with enough power to ache, “Treat you so good, don’t I? M’a good mate, yeah? Take care of my little omega. Feed you, bathe you, fuck you.”

“Jesus,” Niall mumbles when he hears the leader trying to seduce her, he shakes his head, and they try to talk loudly enough other tables won’t hear.

This was so unlike Harry that YN was concerned.

“Come with me,” YN tells him, intertwining their hands and leading him into the bathroom and locking the door.

“Yea, good pet,” Harry purrs as his hands go to hike up the bottom of her dress, “M’gonna give it to you right now, stuff you full, yeah? With my pups, gonna give it to you, my mate.”

“Damn it,” YN curses as she slaps his hands away, earning an annoyed growl as his mouth literally waters for her.

“Can smell you,” He taunts in the low alpha bravado, eyes intense and unwavering, “S’dripping down your thighs yet, baby? Let me lick you clean.”

“Are you- fuck, why didn’t you tell me it was time for your rut? Big dumb alpha,” YN hisses as she gives his chest a light smack.

“Submit,” Harry orders in his low timber, his hands back at her skirt - he could basically taste her cunt on his tongue right now.

“Not here, you dick,” YN shakes her head as she takes his car keys from his suit jacket pocket, “We’re not starting your rut in a restaurant bathroom, we’ll never get you out of here.”

“You want it though? Yes?” Harry crows as his hand cups her neck, “Want my pups? Sweet girl, tell me.”

YN’s eyes soften a bit, her hand coming to caress his cheek, “Yes alpha. Let’s get home so I can show you, okay?”

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I was going to send Jack Reacher to @canyourfavesurvivecastledracula but since they're drowning under an ask mountain right now, I thought I'd have a go myself.

Jack Reacher:

Does not believe in the supernatural.

Would accept the crucifix from the old lady; he hates material possessions but I think she would remind him of his mother.

Would go exploring after being told not to.

Would be rude to Dracula.

Probably good at climbing (though he's huge - would he fit on a windowsill? Probably irrelevant, he would break the doors down).

Would choose being eaten by wolves over being eaten by vampires, but would also be able to punch a wolf to death.

But let's rewind a little. Because Jonathan Harker, when travelling through the countryside and being warned of scary things ahead, continues on his way because a) he has a job to do and b) he's never experienced this before. But going to a strange place, learning that bad things are happening there and fixing them is Reacher's entire MO. Even before he reaches Transylvania, he's probably foiled a train robbery and broken the nose of a pickpocket in Munich. It's what he does. Also, he doesn't need the money.

So when people start muttering ominously around him on the journey, he might not be prepared to learn about the supernatural specifically, but he knows something's up, and he is not going to that castle unprepared. In fact, I don't think he even gets as far as being offered the crucifix, because he heeds the landlady's warning and doesn't get on the coach.

There are now two possibilities.

One is that Dracula is annoyed at his retired military policeman not showing up, travels to the inn, lures Reacher outside and eats him. But that would seem to be showing his hand too strongly, and feels out of character. I think Dracula maybe sends more letters, or waits, or orders another military policeman from somewhere instead.

The second is that we have a situation where Reacher is in a remote rural area, the local landowner is murdering people with impunity, the locals are all too scared to act, and something must be done, probably with violence. In other words, we are in a Jack Reacher novel. He's going to have a lovingly described breakfast with lots of coffee. He's going to make friends with the One Good Cop in local law enforcement. He's going to get an impressive array of weaponry. He's going to seduce the barmaid at the inn. He's going to gather information. And he's going to defeat Dracula.

A lot of this hangs on how much information he can get on Dracula-fighting from the local villagers. But the superstitions about the eve of St George's Day suggest that they're well informed. I think he'll learn roughly as much from them as Van Helsing did from his academic sources. Though he might not believe the supernatural explanation, he'll take people's claims about Dracula being weakest at sunrise and sunset seriously.

What happens next is basically what would happen if Van Helsing (1897) was replaced by Van Helsing (2004). Wolves get punched. Doors get ripped from their hinges. Girlies get staked. Dracula gets decapitated. The charming barmaid inherits the castle, somehow.

Jack Reacher can survive Castle Dracula.

#dracula daily #reacher

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Teen wolf headcanons: number????

-Stiles and Erica always have the best snacks Because they’re both insatiable bottomless pits for food.

-Lydia has a secret knife collection and the first one was given to her by Allison’s father before she was even in the pack

-Boyd Is a bachata king (he’s been in classes since junior high)

-Erica is Peruvian, Portuguese, and Dutch.

- Scott took up boxing classes sometime after his dad left because he wanted to be more macho but quit after somebody clocked him in the jaw and it left his jaw crooked

-Allison is a horse girl.

-Isaac likes going to cat cafes and is regularly given cat ears by other patrons who think he works there

-Cora has participated in underground MMA fights to bring in some extra cash but was actually so good that she ended up with a decent Fanbase

- Peter is a ranch retreat owner and doesn’t tell the pack because he feels like they would crash every weekend just to be petty for all the bullshit he’s done to them

- Jackson’s adoptive parents have been treating him to mani and petti’s ever since he came out to show they’re supportive

- Derek started working part time as a mechanic because of a recommendation from his therapist

-Kira is the fastest in the pack even tho she’s clumsy. Short distance she can even out run the born wolves

-Derek and Mason have weekly Uno matches that last for hours that the entire pack likes to bet on

-Liam plays Pokémon go and is well known for being found in weird places just to catch Pokémon

-Mason is an art student & is extremely good at police sketches and that’s how he got recruited

-Jordan can turn any pool into a hot tub if he tries hard enough

-Derek asked stiles to start taking self-defense classes after Girard

-Kira convinced Malia to crochet every time something upsets her and now the whole pack Owns sweaters, blankets, scarves, and socks. Malia is currently working on hats

-Lydia and Peter regularly gamble and place bets on who will do the most stupid thing in the pack today but neither are allowed to place bets on stiles or Derek

-Stiles purposely learns wind magic just to do aang marble trick from avatar the last Airbender

-Boyd and Isaac have a secret tick-tock account where they regularly post to pack

-The entire pack knows in theory that Peter fucks because there was no other way for Malia to come into existence but still wholeheartedly believe that he got no bitches or swag (except Scott and Allison because peters flirted with both their parents and They don’t want him to actively seduce their parents out of spite so they leave him be)

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TransRightsReadathon Sales & Freebies!

I will be collecting books that are reduced or made available for free by authors for the TransRightsReadathon here. Feel free to share any that you know of that I might have missed:

Queeird: A Collection of Unusual Trans Masculine Erotica edited by Max Turner | ebook 2,80 £, paperback 6,30 £

Androids and aliens, werewolves and vampires, furries and… tentacles? This is a collection of unusual, and at times monstrous, erotica featuring trans masculine characters. From the ridiculous to the romantic, expect kinks, quirks and tropes. All the stories feature trans masculine main characters, with a variety of cis, trans female, trans male and non-binary lovers.

Deck the Holes by WrenVLothaire | ebook 0.50$

It’s Yule, a celebration Aloysius is well versed in but never has the time of year been his favorite. But with Malachai, a partner with whom he’s come to love and cherish, this holiday may not be as somber as it’s always been. This time he has a surprise in store. Let’s just hope the owner of the home approves of the decorations. t4t, trans man MC

Tales of Genesis I-III by H.S. Wolfe | ebook free, (the book one that these short stories are based on costs 1.99$)

Out of the Rain by TinyLesbianRobot | ebook 0.50$

Echo interrupts a lazy morning with a strange request of Ender. The first in a series of shorts set in the Genesis universe and can be read as a stand alone without having read In The Garden Of Echo t4t, trans man MC & trans woman MC

The weather has taken a turn, forcing Flax and Lost to rush for shelter. But now that they've found a place to dry off, Lost's drenched clothes are clinging to her, and Flax is finding it difficult to keep from staring... This story is a non-canon short set in the world of my novel 'Messenger': just under ten thousand words of warm, fluffy, robot-on-angel-on-human smut, a cozy and affectionate scene between women who love each other a whole lot. transfemme MC

Rien Gray's Trans Rights Readathon Sale | ebooks 60% off, $6.00 for 2 books

Follow a fellowship of sapphic knights as they’re seduced by witches, queens, goddesses—and each other—in a dark, lush fantasy inspired by Arthurian legend. genderfluid butch MC, agender MC

Valerin the Fair by Rien Gray | ebook free (+ other free sapphic books)

genderfluid butch MC

Our Monsters by Jemma Topaz | ebook 69% off, $1,23

Rosemary Dulahan, answering a strange job posting, arrives in Monstertown – a place inhabited by magical beings from another world. Navigating the politics of sphinxes, lamias, and secrets, she must learn how to get along with her non-human coworkers and maybe romance a few monster girls along the way. There's nothing she wants less than getting caught up in a murder mystery troubling all of Monstertown… but the mystery doesn't care what she wants, and she's about to discover the darker side of her new world. trans woman MC

A.A. Fairviews TransRightsReadathon Bundle | ebook free

In celebration of the second TransRightsReathon you can grab A Doctor's Touch and Peaceful in the Dark for free. Following a trans masc vampire and queer werewolf- these stories are as sweet as they are sensual. transmasc MC

Bury your Gays & Bound in Flesh | ebook free

Anthology of tragic queer horror & anthology of trans body horror by ghoulish books

The Fealty of Monsters by Ladz | ebook free

Winter 1917. After years on the run from a dangerous cult, twenty-three-year-old Sasza and his father have established themselves among the Odonic Empire’s ruling class. But there’s a problem: Sasza is a vampire, and vampires aren’t supposed to get involved in human governance. What the aristocracy doesn’t know, after all, cannot hurt them. Unfortunately, Sasza is far more involved than a stealth vampire should be. Not only does he work to quell the rumors of the vampires’ responsibility for an unsolved massacre, his lover is also the pro-proletariat Ilya, the Empire’s Finance Minister, who tries to recruit Sasza into the same cult hunting him. Then—the Emperor declares war against the Vampire States. Diplomacy has failed. Sasza quickly learns that he will do anything to preserve peace–including giving in to the monstrosity he spent so many years concealing from even himself. nonbinary MC

Trans Readathon by Wicked Witch Writes | ebook 50% off, $5

Your Body is Not Your Body anthology | ebook $1,99

A centaur seeks illicit surgery in an alien bodily modification club. Two medieval monks react to their transformation and demonic pregnancy in very different ways. A resourceful trans teen destroys sports bigots through the power of pluckiness...and abundant body horror. A stellar cathedral crosses galaxies to dump the corpse of God into a star before the mission devolves into a panoply of psychedelic orgies. A doxxed teen falls victim to violent assault and dishes out some harrowing retribution of their own. Over thirty Trans and Gender Nonconforming creators unite to voice their rage, and the rules of conventional Horror go out the f$%&ing window in this collection featuring murderous pleasure-bots; proselytizing zombies; acid-filled alien cops; science run amok; sorcerers, ghouls, cannibals...and that barely scratches the grave-dirt.

Blood from Stone by Bellamy Scott | ebook PWYW

Hitting a deer while driving a country road is unfortunate, but common enough that no one expects it to re-order the fabric of reality as they know it. For Sam, a rogue stag on a summer night takes his husband, his life, and his name in a single blow. As months of grief pass, he things he's begun to get used to his new reality, until an encounter with a childhood friend changes it all over again. BLOOD FROM STONE is a story of an old lady doing good deeds for bloody boys on the side of the road, of poisoned wine, and of a trans man Becoming Real.

Becoming Light by Riley Nash | ebook free

When people meet me, they see a bright faced, happy-go-lucky kindergarten teacher who will do anything to support his friends. Not everyone knows the struggle I’ve faced to become the man I am today. Now it’s finally time for the gender-affirming surgery I’ve been dreaming of for years. But when an emergency leaves me without a caretaker, the only person who can take me in is my best friend’s aloof, reclusive, and incredibly sexy dad. The one who has no bedside manner and struggles to communicate. The one I’ve had a crush on for years. The deeper we see into each other’s worlds, the stronger the attraction gets. I’m not sure either of us can make it through the next four days without giving in. Trans man MC

TransRightsReadathon Sale by Matthew Zakharuk | ebook 50% off, $2.50

a story of trans transhumanism + a dystopian gothic

#not a poll #mod post #free books #books on sale #transrightsreadathon

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