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leovaldezluvr · 12 days

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"my honeybee, come and get this pollen!"

synopsis : hc's of leo valdez and his gf !!

pairing : leo valdez x daughter of apollo!reader

warnings : swearing / cursing, intentional lower case writing, kissing, nothing crazy tho!

requested ? yes! by the amazing @sunnitheapollokid 😚

masterlist : coming soon!

nai yapps : HI BABIES 🤭 first time writing hcs, hope ya like!! it turned out longer than expected so yeah haha, not proofread so please don't mind the grammatical errors 😭

on the radio . . . "espresso" by sabrina carpenter

in my opinion, leo is kinda insecure (just like percy) so it took him a while to realize that you liked him back !!

in the meanwhile, he would fangirl about you to his friends

oh and trust me, they were SICK AND TIRED of that boy

"guys, did you see the way she looked at me at dinner??"

(which he told them like for the 1293858th time that week)

#delusionalking

and don't act like you didn't do the same thing as well, because we all know damn well you did

yapping about leo to annabeth, silena and piper at the cabin 10 sleepovers is a weekly (almost daily) occurrence

like i've mentioned in the beginning, leo's probably really insecure, so he uses his flirty and cheeky personality to cover it up!

which has you giggling and kicking your feet

because that boy flirts with you more than anyone else

oh and when he found out that you work at the infirmary with will solace?

it was his most visited place other than bunker 9

leo is naturally a really clumy person (me too lmao) so he injures himself on accident quite often when working on something in bunker 9, but one way or another he'll find an excuse to come visit you there (even if he's not hurt) and say shit like

"you come here often?" or "can you kiss it better?"

with a shit-eating grin as you heal one of his injuries

since you're a child of the music god, you have AMAZING taste in music

so every once in a while you'd come over at bunker 9 and play some of your music while leo works on his projects

you'd be on his bed, painting away or even working on poems

speaking of poems!

you once wrote a poem about leo and after building up courage (with the help of your girlfriends) you read it out to leo!!

and let me tell you, that boy turned as red as a tomato

and he couldn't stop thinking about that poem FOR DAYS.

like girl you had that boy wrapped around your finger 😭 (hence the song i choose for this blog)

after that, he decided it's time to ask you to be his gf!! (screaming)

him and his friends (percy, jason and frank) have been planning and scheming on the best way leo can ask you out

since percy has a big mouth, he told the news to his girlfriend, annabeth.

your and leo's friends were pretty much one big friend group, so you guys hung out quite often

soon enough, piper and silena found out about leo's plan too

SOO HERE'S HOW I IMAGINE HOW'D LEO WOULD ASK YOU TO BE HIS GF!!

basically, the group decided to hang out at the beach is Montauk

"LAST ONE IN THE SEA IS A ROTTEN EGG!"

percy yelled, all the boys racing to the sea, except for leo.

"boys." annabeth muttered, rolling her eyes, causing piper, silena and you to giggle.

you had your beach towel spread out onto the sand, your tote bag to your left and a book in your hands.

leo sat at your right hand side, applying sunscreen onto his arms and upper body as he watched the boys splash and attempt to drown each other.

"could you please apply sunscreen on my back, y/n?"

you look up from your book you're reading and place your bookmark between the pages. a smile grew on your face as you nod, signaling leo to turn so his back faces you. he obliged and did as you said, he pulled his knees closer to his chest leaned his head onto his arms. (kinda like this I'm bad at explaining haha 😭)

hours pass by, the group has all been at the sea having a splash fight, then also played volleyball. now they wanted to have some snacks and drinks

and of course the group decided to pick you and leo to go get the snacks

you, oblivious to their intentions, started putting your flip flops on. as you weren't looking, leo shot a look at the smirking teenagers he calls his friends. piper and frank were showing thumbs up for support. while jason and percy gave him a knowing look. leo saw annabeth mouthing "now or never" to him.

"lee, you ready to go?"

he put his attention back on to you and nodded, heading to the corner shop with you next to him. he glanced back to his friends one last time, seeing them look at the pair walking off and cheering for leo, but silently of course, so you wouldn't suspect anything.

after you two have bought the snacks and drinks the friendgroup wanted, you head back to the beach.

leo noticed the group playing volleyball again, and used to opportunity to confess now. He stopped walking, standing at this area.

"hey, y/n. could we talk for a sec?"

you didn't think much of it and nodded, walking closer to where leo was standing.

then, his nervousness got the best of him and that boy just started rambling.

"so i just wanted to say that Iive liked you for REALLY long time. like a i like you A LOT and I really want to be together with you but i'm not sure if you feel the same and i really don't want to ruin this friendship. but i've never felt this way about anyone and–"

then he got interrupted with kiss!! (by you of course)

he froze, definitely not expecting that. but quickly kissed you back. his hands on your waist, pulling you closer as your hands wrapped behind his neck.

you soon pulled away, both of you catching your breaths.

"i like you too, leo."

a bright smile appeared on leo's face, him leaning his forehead onto yours.

"can i be your boyfriend, y/n?"

you act like you're thinking about, rubbing your chin jokingly, but ultimately day yes.

he kisses you again, but pulled away quickly as you two heard screaming and cheering from the back.

the pair turn around to see their friendgroup being the cause of this loud noise.

piper, annabeth and silena were the ones screaming, holding each other's hands as they jump up and down like little girls. While the boys were cheering and clapping, Percy even started jumping up and down with the girls. (LMFOAOA DON'T TELL ME HE WOULDN'T DO THAT)

anyhow! that's how i imagine it'd happen

leo and you are both you clingy mfs, even before dating. but now you two are glued to the hip.

he definitely calls you cute nicknames in spanish (#latinoking)

"mi amor" , "cariño" , "mi vida" , "hermosa" , "mi corazón" , "mi sol", "mami/mamas"

he loves, and i mean LOVES when you help him with his projects (cough this fic cough)

whenever a piece of your jewelry (earrings, necklaces, ect..) breaks, you already know your boyfriend is there to fix it for you.

despite being the daughter of the sun god, your hands were always FREEZING. that's why you had your fire boy to warm you up

that boy is basically your human heater. while you two would cuddle in the summer, you would get so hot while being in his embrace, but you just suffered, because his grip is strong as steel.

your guys' dynamic is sunshine x sunshine protecter!! (the protecter being you because leo doesn't do shit to stand up for himself)

#1 princess treatment giver!!

"baby, i can get out of the car myself–"

"shh, don't worry about it mami."

wow this is getting way too long woopsie

in conclusion, leo valdez is the best boyfriend ever and you two are the power couple of chb!!!

THE END!!

— 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐍𝐀𝐈.

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mrvlbimbo · 2 years

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Its about time someone wrote an Eddie Munson sex pollen fic

Eddie Munson x reader

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Smut, slight dub con due to sex pollen, unprotected, mentions of pregnancy (as a joke)

She always said she would follow Eddie to hell and back. The UpsideDown was basically hell, so she had kept her promise. The second he jumped into Lovers Lake, she went right after him with no doubt in her mind.

This type of thing wasn’t usually her speed. Despite Hawkins overwhelmingly supernatural reputation she refused to involve herself in any of the town’s escapades. Instead she relegated herself to getting high with her best friend and listening to rock music. An easy life for someone who liked to take it easy.

Things were of course complicated when that aforementioned best friend got himself caught up in a murder investiation. Even more so because the actual murderer was a demon from the underworld of Hawkins.

The first person the gang of youths came to when they were trying to find Eddie was of course her, since they were never apart. She knew where to find him and reluctantly forked over the information when they explained the situation to her.

She was now intertwined with the mystery of Hawkins and a gaggle of Freshmen who seemed to have it all figured out, along with their college aged babysitters Nancy, Steve, and Robin.

She reluctantly followed them on their quest, grumbling intermittently about how Eddie owed her some good weed after going through this whole ordeal for him. But the second she saw him hiding out in Reefer Rick’s boat house, any sense of annoyance was gone and all she felt was relief.

She had to practically pull him off of Steve Harrington, coaxing the broken glass out of his hand and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “Eddie. You fucking dumbass, what have you gotten yourself into this time?”

In his alarmed state, he was still frantically looking around and trying to take inventory of everyone standing around him. He relaxed a bit when he recognized Dustin and Mike, more familiar faces to put him at ease.

She noticed his apprehension and explained “They’re here to help, we all are.” She cupped his face in her hands and made him look into her eyes to see she wasn’t lying.

Reluctantly she left him at the boathouse and promised to return once things were sorted, urging him to call if he needed anything.

The next time she saw him he was huddled under a rock formation near Lover’s Lake. She rushed to him without a second thought, throwing her arms around him once again. “Are you good? Did they hurt you?” She had heard about Jason catching up to him at the lake so she was quick to scan his body for any injuries.

“Miss me that much, sweetheart?” he teased, secretly relishing in her increased clinginess. She wasn’t usually a very touchy person even when she was high, so he wasn’t used to feeling her warm hands ghosting over his body like this.

She sat with him while the rest of the group came up with a plan. All the sciencey stuff went right over her head so she was content to sit back and have a drink with Eddie while the smart people theorized about telepathy and gates to the other dimension.

They had decided the best course of action was to try and find a gate in the bottom of the lake from the Vecna’s most recent attack.

She was less than enthusiastic about jumping into the lake but obviously she wasn’t going to let Eddie go into the underworld alone with a bunch of strangers. “We don’t have to do this,” she offered, intertwining their fingers as he got ready to jump.

He whispered her name, pulling her hands to rest on his chest. “I need to tell you something-” It was clear that he was going to jump in and she wasn’t going to stop him. And she would, as previously mentioned, follow him anywhere.

“Tell me when we get back,” she interrupted simply, jumping into the water and tugging him in after her.

The second they came through the portal, they were involved in a vicious fight with a bunch of weird flying demon bats. She ripped a keychain out of her pocket and swung the sharp metal around like a shiv.

A swarm of the bats started to appear over the horizon and they made a rush to the woods. The pair stood beside Robin while Nancy patched up the wounds on Steve’s abdomen. “Wrap it up lovebirds,” she scoffed, as if she wasn’t wrapped under Eddie’s arm at that same moment.

Eddie joined in the teasing, pulling away to strip off his vest and pass it to Steve since he was without a shirt. “For your modesty, dude.” She giggled, patting his shoulder and leaning into him again.

They looked around the area, trying to gain their bearings. Ever the adventurer, Eddie climbed onto a fallen tree. Suddenly the ground rumbled, causing him to fall off the tree and into a growth of sweet smelling plants.

“Eddie!” she gasped, stumbling over the shaking ground to make her way to him. She helped him out of the bush carefully. A weird dazed expression was on his face but she decided to ignore it since most people were probably a little rattled after falling such a distance.

“Aw you were worried about me,” he slurred, leaning on her shoulder as she helped him up. His legs were wobbly from the fall and whatever plant he had inhaled.

“You’re so stupid. I hate you,” she whined though it was an obvious lie since she was clearly enjoying his closeness and flirting a little too much.

“Love you too, babe,” he teased, nose brushing the skin of her neck from the way he bent his head. She shivered both from the cold of the air and from his proximity.

He was quick to strip off another piece of clothing, handing her his jacket and smiling widely. “You looked cold.”

“Thanks,” she muttered, sliding the jacket over her shoulders. It was unbelievably warm and it smelled incredible. It smelled like him, a mix of weed, cigarettes, and the cologne she had gotten him for Christmas. There was also an overwhelming sweet flowery smell that made her cheeks warm when she smelled it, weird.

Eddie had stayed back to chat with Steve so she caught up to the other girls, needing a moment away from him to collect her thoughts. “Are you dating?” Robin asked as soon as she was in stride with them.

“I…uh. It’s… Eddie is… complicated.” She shook her head, thinking about all the times she thought something might happen between them and she was proven wrong. At this point she had pretty much given up pursuing him due to his constant friend-zoning. Although, she didn’t mind the friend zone most of the time because he was her best friend and that was enough.

But sometimes when she was a little too high, she wished she could hold him without having to pull away awkwardly in the morning and blame it on whatever they had been smoking.

“I’m not sure if I’d call Eddie a man. He’s still in Highschool,” Nancy joked, trying to draw away from Robin’s slightly rude question.

“Ok then boys are complicated, not that I would know,” Robin joked.

Just then was the moment Eddie and Steve decided to return to the main group. He was instantly wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, pressing his forehead to her neck.

They walked like that until they got to Nancy’s house, he was intermittently kicking her in the back of the legs but she couldn’t be bothered to tell him to stop. Because for some reason his closeness was easing the weird burning sensation in her body.

When they got to the house, they split off and she brought Eddie into another room. He was acting weird ever since he had fallen and she wanted to make sure he didn’t have a concussion.

She turned around and took his face in her hands “ooh you’re hot!” She yelped, pressing the back of her hand to his forehead to get his temperature.

“You too, babe,” he quipped, winking and grabbing her wrist. He placed a quick kiss on the palm of her hand.

“No I’m serious do you feel alright?” she continued, yanking her hand out of his grasp.

“I’m really horny,” he whined, gripping her hips tightly and pulling her closer. Her hands fell to his chest, gripping his shirt to steady herself.

“Eddie? Are you high right now?” she asked seriously, knowing it was a strong possibility since he was high a lot of the time. And the way he was acting now did match the way he acted when he was high, very touchy and emotional.

“I think it was that stupid plant. Like weed but 100 times stronger,” he explained genuinely although she could hardly focus due to the way his fingers were pressing noncommittal patterns into the flesh of her hips.

“Ok. Explain to me exactly how you feel,” she demanded calmly even though on the inside she was anything but calm. If that plant really was the cause of his symptoms that meant it was probably some type of poison.

“I’m dizzy and I think I have a fever. Everything feels really intense. Oh and my dick is throbbing,” he groaned.

“Aw I'm sorry,” she replied softly, stroking his cheek and ignoring the last part of what he had said. “Do you wanna hold my hand? Would that make you feel better?”

“A little,” he replied, interlacing their fingers and giving her hand a quick squeeze. She remembered when he got his first tattoo. He cried until she offered to hold his hand and he was instantly comforted by it. Ever since then she would hold his hand when something was upsetting to him.

“I’m gagging. Are you guys done?” Steve loudly announced his presence from the doorway of the room that they hadn’t thought to shut.

“Yeah, are you decent?” Robin added, just a little too cheerful for the situation they were all in.

“Of course we’re decent Robin, jeez. Do you guys really think either of us are reckless enough to try something like that at a time like this?” she asked incredulously, offended that these people who she didn’t know would think so little of her.

“Honestly? Yeah,” Nancy jutted in, saying what they were all thinking. The sexual tension between them was palpable even more so thanks to the effects of that plant.

Nancy explained the plan with the bikes. She was happy to hear they were going back to Eddie’s trailer after a long day of unfamiliar locations so longed to be back somewhere she felt safe and comfortable.

She decided to get on the bike behind Eddie so as not to further his crotch related issues. Although she was sure her chest pressed tightly against his back like that wasn’t doing him any favors either.

Every once in a while he let out a little whimper. Which made her feel bad for him, but also made her embarrassingly wet when she thought about the sound in a different context. She was highly frustrated and every noise out of his mouth made her blood boil.

“Eddie!” she snapped. “What do you want? It's not like they can pull over for a minute so you can jerk off!”

“It huuuuuurts,” he whined.

“Fuck. You think I don't know that? I feel the same way because whatever you breathed in was on your jacket. So congrats we’re both hot and bothered.” She didn’t mean for it to come off so rude but she was frustrated, in more ways than one.

“Sorry,” he muttered, hanging his head in embarrassment.

“It’s fine,” she grumbled, going silent for a while.

That silence continued all the way to the trailer and then during them falling back out of the portal. He was starting to think she was mad at him. Really he should have known to assume that since his symptoms were getting worse hers would be too.

Just the sound of his voice was making her pussy gush an unnatural amount of liquid. She was sweating but also freezing. It was like he had said, a really weird horny fever.

Once they were all safe on the right side up part of Hawkins, she shooed everyone else out of the trailer so she and Eddie could deal with their problem alone and separately.

She locked herself in the bedroom and left him sprawled out on the couch. His uncle had left town when everything had happened with Chrissy so there was no concern of him coming home. That doesn’t mean either of them could be loud with the other in the next room.

Stripped down to nothing but a pair of very damp panties, she did her best to ride out the fever without masturbating with her best friend in the next room. He was not extending the same courtesy. He was jerking off as loud as ever and she could hear him clear as day through the walls. The filthy words spilling out of his mouth were better than anything her fingers could do anyways but she still couldn’t get any release.

It was like some invisible force was dragging her into the living room and she didn’t have the strength so stop it. “Fuck. Babe,” he gasped out as soon as he saw her, hand still moving up and down his cock and a furious pace. It looked too red, almost purple and she could see it throb.

“Nothing's working,” he whined, reaching out for her with his other hand.

“Eddie- I can't- I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re like this,” she stated as firmly as she could although her voice was shaking along with her legs that were clenched together tightly, chasing any type of friction it could provide.

“Just…Please. Let me touch you. It’s not as bad when I’m close to you.” The desperation in his voice wasn't doing her any favors either, his needy whines were doing something undeniable to her.

Everything in her brain told her this was a bad idea but she wasn’t able to think with her brain at the moment. So she crawled into his lap and laid on his chest, her panties the only barrier between their skin that was touching in every other place.

His hands smoothed over her back, groping at her hips and ass. She didn’t mind it except for the fact it was slowly but surely eroding her willpower. “Eddie,” she gasped when he gave her ass a particularly rough squeeze.

“Please. I need you.” His open mouth was ghosting over her neck, leaving a wet line of what could be considered kisses. They were messy and his lips and tongue were unbearably hot, raising her body temperature even more.

“Fuuuuck. I know.” She couldn't help the way her hips grinded down against his.

“Let me help you. I can make you feel better,” he pleaded, sliding his fingers past the barrier of her panties. He didn’t move them further, just let them rest there as he looked down at her for confirmation.

She nodded, urging him to continue. “This is such a bad idea.” The words coming out of her mouth directly contradicted the way she whined and writhed on his fingers.

“Oh fuck. Holy shit. I’m gonna cum,” he groaned as she tightened around his fingers, bucking his hips up to brush his cock against her soft skin.

She pulled away, frantically tugging her panties off and settling her hips directly over his. “Fuck me. You can fuck me. Please,” she whined, gripping his cock in her hand and lining him up with her entrance.

“Yeah. Yeah. Ok.” He breathed in deeply, gripping her hips and dragging her down onto him.

He was surprisingly strong, although some of that might have something to do with the plant he had inhaled driving his actions. He slid her warmth over him, thrusting as deep as he could manage from his place below her. “So good,” he slurred.

Her tits bounced from the movement, drawing his eyes away from where they were connected. He shifted to sit up, now at eye level with her he could bend down and wrap his mouth around one of her nipples.

“Fuck. Yes.” She slid a hand into his hair, yanking the strands more forcefully than she meant to. It didn’t seem to bother him based on the way his moan vibrated against the skin of her chest.

“Not gonna last,” he admitted, his hands gripping her hips forming dark bruises on the skin there.

“Me neither,” she gasped, speeding her pace to chase her own release.

Both of their release spilling down her thighs and onto his stomach only distracted them for a moment before the intense urge was back again, this time tenfold.

He slipped out, flipping them around so she was face forward against the couch, ass sticking up in the air. She felt his hardness pressed to her backside, already throbbing with need again. “Keep going,” she moaned, pushing back against him.

That was all the confirmation he needed to plunge back into her, long hard thrusts shaking both of them to her core. An obscene squelching sound along with the slapping of their skin filled the air. “How. Are. You. So. Warm,” he choked out.

“Fever,” she answered, although it was more of a muffled whine since her mouth was covered from being shoved face first into the pillows of the couch.

Her legs were shaking from the way he was pounding into her but she couldn’t bear for him to stop long enough to change positions. Since he was hitting a place inside her she didn’t even know was there, and she never wanted him to stop.

“Right-right there,” she screamed, reaching a hand back to grab his own. It was grounding to her in a way but it also meant she only had one arm holding her up so when she came she promptly slumped over.

He pulled out and helped her turn her over to lay on her back. She stared up at him, fucked out expression in her eyes.

With one arm he held himself up and the other cupped her face. He leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips. “Feels better,” she murmured, craning her head up to chase his lips when he pulled back.

“Me too,” he responded, laying his head on her chest and settling his weight between her thighs. He snaked his hand down to her cunt, pushing his fingers in and out of her with the lubrication of their cum soaking down to his wrist.

She stared down at him, watching his actions and the milky substance he was playing with. “What if I have weird evil UpsideDown babies?” she asked, half joking and half seriously concerned.

“I would love them as my own,” he replied simply.

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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..so this is like actually nasty. ur welcome whores ;P

mansk and ja + heat pollen ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ｡⋆

• it had been out on a mission, exploring the depths of the pandoran forest; initially it was a full-capacity task, but quaritch had since split you up into groups

• him, and a couple others, and you, ja and mansk to survey the borders on the west for any signs of na'vi interference.

• quaritch had entrusted that you three would be a solid group, but you most certainly had a reputation at headquarters for being a rambunctious group; although pretty quiet and reserved yourself, being a mere biological scientist, here to explore the vast plantlife, mansk and ja were full jock marines.

• stomping and clomping through the forest, virtually no interest in what surrounded them. you'd made sure to at least try and avoid stepping on any growing plants, but both of your colleagues took no issue with hacking away at stray vines, and batting past hanging leaves.

• and that's how you got into this mess. roughly bent over into the lush green earth below you; comms turned off due to the sheer graphic noises of struggle, raw fucking and being double-teamed by two of the biggest marines in the recom group.

• in ja's enthusiasm to reach the lookout tower first, he'd not even realised that he crushed the lightly yellowed, luminescent flower in the dense grass below him. the pollen soon escaped in short puffs, filling the air around you

• you and mansk had been not too far behind him, and soon enough all the three of you could think about was breeding. them filling you up deep, and full; thick gushes of creamy seed overfilling your pussy. all as your fertile cunt milked them dry

• that's you ended up being brutally, primally fucked by both of the soldiers; your face was smushed down into the grass, eyes clamped shut but fangs bared and the most lewd, graphic whines and moans erupting from your throat

• mansk had since forced the full-length of his thick, veiny blue cock deep inside your pussy; the way you clenched and dripped had him groaning out into the open air, with ja's lusty sounds not far behind

• he'd decided to lift your face from the ground, giving you a few moments of reprieve before filling your mouth with his throbbing length. ja's cock was certainly longer than mansk's, and in spite of your efforts to take him fully, you couldn't stop your hard gags and moans around him, drool leaking out as you slurped on his pulsating hardness.

• mansk had only been spurred on by such erotic noises, and began to rut hard and fast into your squelching opening; he stretched you out more than ja, but not by much. both of them were so tall, and so big, the only real difference from ja was mansk's bulbous, mushroomed cock-tip that seemingly couldn't miss your g-spot even if it tried.

• mansk's groans were becoming increasingly guttural as his hips pumped deep thrusts into you; soon timing themselves up with ja's bucks into your warm, wet mouth. your eyes were doing their best to stay open in spite of the rough, feral onslaught of ja's weighty cock resting on your tongue, but it was virtually impossible

• ja began to go hilt-deep, taking both hands and cupping your smaller head so as to gain a deeper angle; your gags had become a primal, lewd sort of noise--the mix of saliva and ja's precum dribbled out of your mouth onto the grass below you in long, milky strings as you lost yourself in the eroticised delirium.

• mansk could only watch as his colleague took you for all your worth; likewise how much you seemed to enjoy being taken so roughly. he knew you especially liked when ja'd bottom-out, because he could feel the tell-tale clench of your slickened, throbbing pussy constrict around his fatter cock--

• "..fuckin' enjoyin' this, aren't you?..j-ja-unngh-she takes me so good..fffuck-unnnhgh-and those dirty fuckin' noises..you like slobberin' on ja's cock, babygirl?..fuckin nasty.." he'd grit out, in between some especially curt, rough thrusts to your aching pussy

• and with his pulsing cock inside your warm mouth, ja'd soon become too aroused to even speak. after some especially graphic slurs and groans, he'd take himself out of your mouth; wrapping a hand around his now sticky length, he'd give you a few seconds of breath as he watched your expression.

• you'd given up trying to maintain any sense of self-respect or composure long ago, but only now could ja really take in the emotionality of it all--your loud, wanton squeals from mansk's rhythmic pumping into your hot cunt; your spitty, slobbery mouth hanging agape from ja's rough use; your face reddened in both pollen-stained lust and overexertion - it looked hot, and it made him want to spill his sticky, warm seed all over your face as you whined in pleasure.

• "..hah, fuck..you take it nasty, all fuckin' sloppy and wet..fuckin' gross sweetie..goddamn lucky she's got such gentlemen to indulge her fantasies--isn't that right mansk?" ja'd almost sneer out, as he lay some weighty cock-slaps to your fucked-out face

• his cock, so heavy with his creamy seed only made the sound all the more lewd; some wet 'pap pap pap's almost ricocheted off your flushed cheeks, reaching mansk's needy ears. ja'd only continue at the graphic sound, cupping his tightened sack between his fingers as he alternated between weighty slaps and smearing his pulsing balls all over your wet lips and warm tongue

• mansk could only groan in response, now too entranced with the way your cunt stretched and clenched around his girthy dick; he could feel the ropes of milky cum about to spurt from his cockhead, his thrusts staggering and legs quaking

• "...g-god...f-fffuck she's gonna take it ja..s-she's g'na-ungh--hunhgg--aagh..ffuck take it..f-fuck, fuck..agh..fuckin' christ.." was all he could muster as he unloaded heavy reams of his warm, fertile semen into your throbbing pussy

• your eyes were closed from the sheer pleasure of his movements, feeling the slaps and spanks of ja's wet cock across your face as you let them use you for all you had; that was until you opened your eyes--looking up, still being roughly plowed by the sheer girth of mansk's cock, you took in ja's expression

• he seemed a little..uneasy. his hand had since stalled in its movements, eyes widened in a lewd-glazed shock, ears flicked up; it was only after hearing the tell-tale drawl of your boss, paired with the wry laughs and scoffs in amused surprise from his colleague that it clicked

• "..well, well, well..look what we have here..should'a known you'd get distracted boys..but sweetheart..*tssk*..i expect better from you."--in spite of his stern tone, quaritch sported a dark smirk as he made his way over. slinging his gun around his back, he took no time in turning off his comm, batting mansk's now exhausted form to the side as he unsheathed his long, thick length out from his cargo pants

• "..you're a good girl, pretty..what'cha doin' with these nasty boys, huh?..tryn'a teach you about sex, is that right?..should be more careful darlin', silly boys like these'll stain you up..you're too pretty to go to waste, sweetheart"

• he'd tut out playfully, as in spite of the shame you felt at being caught out, your pollen-infused state only expressed more need in the form of some desperate gyrates into quaritch's cock..after he let out another wry chuckle at your movements, something told you this would be a long day.

fwooh! hot<3

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 1 year

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I just read your April Fools's fic with Larissa!! I LOVED IT!!! I was wondering if you could write another Larissa/teacher fic with the sex pollen? But maybe this time it could be: they don't like each other at all so they're really trying to understand what's happening and trying to fight it really hard until it's not possible anymore? Pleaseee?☺

Heyyyyy anon!! I feel like what your describing would go really well with enemies to lovers so I sprinkled some of that in there… Hope you enjoy! ❤️‍🔥💋

What the Body Wants Pt. 1 ~Larissa Weems xFem teacher!Reader

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, bit angst, smut, teasing, sex pollen, drugging, eating out, masturbation, voyeaurism, grinding, scissoring, orgasm denial, exhibitionist kink…?, etc.

Enjoy (;

You had been working at Nevermore for multiple years now. And you enjoyed the job a great deal.

For the most part...

You loved the students and the work. The environment of outcasts felt homey to you. And you enjoyed most of your colleagues.

Most...

From the minute your and Larissa Weems’ paths collided, you both knew you were not each others cup of tea. She had taken the position of headmistress in your third year at the school, and the pair of you had immediately come to the conclusion it was best to walk separate paths.

You had a tendency to second guess her decisions...

Larissa had a tendency to undermine you...

It was just a back and forth game of tension and frustration. So you both stayed away. Because when caught in the same room, your colleagues sometimes worried you two would break out into a full-on fist fight. For the most part, this method worked. You didn’t have to see her annoying face or listen to her ongoing speech.

Except for monthly staff meetings.

Those were inevitable and miserable… A time where you both had to suck it up and sit in a room together for hours at a time...

Today was no exception. You sighed as you entered the dreaded meeting, plopping down in your usual seat with a huff. Larissa gave you a side eye, which you kindly returned with a light glare. The meeting droned on and you could focus on any of it. Your mind was on one thing: Larissa.

Every time she stood up to speak…

Every time to rustled her notes…

Every time she goddamn breathed it set you off…

Finally, the meeting came to its agonizing end. You made a beeline for the door the second Larissa had dismissed the group. As you exited, Marilyn pulled you aside into a corner of the corridor.

“Hey Y/N, Can I talk with you for a second?” She asked.

“Yea, Marilyn, what’s up?”

“I’m doing a small get together Saturday morning with only a few people for some tea that I made myself!” Marilyn eagerly explained, “I was wondering if you would join me??”

You lightly smiled at how bright and eager Marilyn could be.

“Sure, Mar. I’d love that.”

“Great! See you tomorrow at 9 then!”

At that, Marilyn walked away with a skip, and you went in the opposite direction. From a distance you swore u heard Mariltn saying “Larissa! So glad you decided to join us tomorrow!”

But you brushed it off, as Larissa playing tricks with your mind again.

She had a tendency to do that…

Getting in your head…

Anyways, eventually Saturday morning rolled around…

At 8:50, you began walking down to Marilyn’s Greenhouses. As you walked near, you could hear voices in the Greenhouse already. You opened the latch to the foggy glass door and stepped in. But you stopped in your tracks at what you saw…

Marilyn was serving tea to Larissa… You gulped and tried to think of any possible excuse to get out of this. You couldn’t think of one.

Marilyn had cornered you.

And Larissa.

“Y/N! I’m so glad your here, come in! Larissa and I just started to pour some tea!” Marilyn exclaimed with a hint of mischievousness in the twinkle of her eyes.

You walked in and sat. And you said nothing. Larissa also had become silent the second she had seen you.

Her eyes had widened and her breath had fled from her…

“Here, have some tea!” Marilyn said, pouring you the same cup as Larissa’s.

Again, the greenhouse went silent.

“Please, do drink! I’d really like to know what you guys think!” Marilyn pled with excitement.

You both, not wanting to disappoint Marilyn and trying to find anything to avoid the tension, began to sip your teas. After a few minutes of awkward silence and sipping of tea, Marilyn got up and announced something.

“I think I forgot something in my… other greenhouse! Be right back!”, before leaving the two of you. And closing the door, with a click.

“No Mar, wait!” You yelled, getting up to follow Marilyn.

But when you reached the door, it was locked. In frustration, you pulled on it harder, but it wouldn’t budge. Larissa sighed in annoyance, “Let me try.”

You rolled your eyes and backed up with your hands up.

“Alright, but it won’t open. She’s locked it.” you gritted out.

Now it was Larissa’s turn to roll her eyes as she used her strength to tug at the door. Nothing. You were stuck. For who knows how long. Larissa let out a grunt in frustration.

What other sounds could that pretty mouth make…?

You cringed as you realized your internal thought. Not knowing what to do and feeling a bit lightheaded, you decided it would be best to sit back down.

Your heart race had picked up, which could very logically be explained by the fact that Marilyn had trapped you in a greenhouse with Larissa Weems… In any rate, you unconsciously picked up the tea cup and began sipping it.

You were nervous and the tea wasn’t actually that bad. It tasted like crisp winter with waves of spicey warmth, a sweet but tangy kick to the flavor…

Kind of what Larissa might taste like…

You physically cringed now, having to compose yourself from your rampant thoughts. You noted that your heart rate had now doubled in its pace… And was it getting a bit too hot in here…? You lightly fanned yourself with your hand, while taking another sip of your tea.

“Put the tea down.”

The voice came out of nowhere, but it was clearly Larissa. You swiveled your head, still holding the tea, to meet the woman’s gaze. For the first time, you actually took the time to take the woman standing in front of you in…

You noticed the beads of sweat rolling down her face…

You noticed her hair frizzing more than usual…

You noticed her pursed, plump lips…

“Sorry…?” You tried to snark, but your voice faltered.

“I said to put the tea down.” Larissa repeated in her usual demeaning and stern tone.

“Why? It’s actually quite good, you should try some.” You quipped back.

“I did. All of it, and that’s the problem.” She gritted out almost growling, her voice shifting down an octave.

Now you were really confused. And hot. Fuck was it hot in this greenhouse. You placed your now empty tea cup on the table with a emphasized slam.

“Happy now?”

Larissa chuckled, “No, not in the slightest.”

You groaned in frustration, “God Larissa, that was a hypothetical question…”

Larissa rolled her eyes at you, as you caught a falter in her step. She too sat down quickly.

“Are you alright?”

“No. I have been trying to tell you.” She seethed.

“Oh for fucks, sake! What is your fucking problem?” You raised your volume.

“Must you be so crass?” She bit back.

“Yes! Now are you going to tell me or not??” You practically yelled.

“Lower your voice.” Larissa commanded, lowering her own voice even more.

You only now noticed your sweating and that your heart race was furious at this point. And that Larissa’s words went straight to your core.

What?? Why?? How?? This made no sense…

You clenched your fists in frustration at the woman and groaned in response. When you had had your moment, Larissa continued,

“I think we’ve been drugged. I think the tea was some sort of ambrosiac…”

Your ears pricked up at this, and your head immediately swiveled back to the blonde.

“Sorry, what?” You genuinely asked, needing to process her words.

“Marilyn drugged us, Y/N. I do not know why and I certainly do not understand why she would lock us in here for it, but regardless, we don’t know the extent of the drug or any of the intentions along with it.”

You just laughed at this. You couldn’t help yourself, you burst out in laughter. Larissa was puzzled and stunned.

“Is this funny to you??” She demanded, vexed that you weren’t taking this as serious as she was.

“Yes… Yes, actually it is…” you chuckled, trying and managing to control your outburst.

“Do enlighten me about what is so funny about a staff member drugging two other colleagues and locking them in a greenhouse….” Larissa seethed.

Your mind was reeling and all over the place. You couldn’t control what did and didn’t come out of your mouth at this point.

“It’s funny that you don’t understand why Marilyn did this! I mean come on, she gives us an ambrosiac tea and locks us in her greenhouse…??” You suggestively say to Larissa.

But blank eyes stared back at you. Not blank actually, fiery and seething…

“She wants us to fuck, Larissa!!” You blurted out in laughter.

But as soon as those words left your mouth, you realized your own conclusion and immediately stopped laughing. The room seemed awfully tense now… And oddly spinning…? Now it was Larissa’s turn to have a burst of laughter,

“You…You can’t be serious…!” She laughed.

You bit your lip, feeling very bouncy and energetic all of a sudden.

“Yep.” You simply stated, as you stood up.

Larissa could not contain her amusement.

“And why on earth would Marilyn want that?”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“Do you want it?” She pointedly asked.

You turned around to face her at the bizarre seeming statement.

“No. Do you?”

“Not in the slightest.” She replied.

You hummed in response. Your heart rate was still through the roof and you had started to sweat. You were also getting hotter by the minute.

So hot you just wanted to rip the clothes right off your body…

“So I suppose we will just have to wait for the ambrosiac to wear off.” Larissa decisively stated.

You took a moment to respond, needing to lean against a table to help ground your breathing, “Yes, it seems that way…”

Larissa was in a similar state, holding onto a desk to keep herself grounded.

“It’s oddly hot in here isn’t it?” You huffed.

“Yes it is…”

And before you could stop yourself, you were speaking,

“Would you mind if I took my shirt off?”

Silence. You immediately cringed yet again and quickly tried to explain yourself,

“Not in any sexual way, I just meant that It’s far too hot in here for me! Only if your comfortable with—”

“Sure.” was the simple response you received.

Larissa couldn’t ask the same thing as she was wearing a dress.

Although, you certainly wouldn’t mind her asking and complying…

Taking your mind back out of the gutter, you removed your shirt. A slight gasp came from across the room, and your head shot up. You found an almost stunned looking Larissa with a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Sorry.”

“It’s alright.”

“I like your bra.”

She likes your black laced bra…

You wonder whether she’d like it on the floor even more…

“Thanks.”

Now you were left in your bra and trousers, and your body still burning with heat… You started pacing the room. The wind made your skin go a little less crazy…

Larissa groaned again in frustration and got up to start banging on the greenhouse door. At one point she determined that her efforts were fruitless as she went to go and sat back down again.

But along the way, you both clumsily ran into each other. You gripped Larissa’s forearms for support and the contact with her skin made your mind go dizzy. She meanwhile had grabbed your torso and arm to keep you from falling.

Now you both stood there in silence, not breaking the connection. All the pain and overwhelming heat went away.

And then Larissa broke from the trance and quickly pulled back from the contact. A slight whimper escaped your lips as the waves of heat and dizziness and overwhelmingness hit you again only they were intensified.

And a very strong ache in between your legs was becoming more and more apparent… You looked over to Larissa who staggered and then sat herself done again.

“There… There has to be an antidote somewhere here…” you panted, your breathing now labored and short.

“Already checked. Nothing that I could find...” Larissa responded in a strained tone.

“Fuck…” you whimpered, the pain in your body getting worse, “I can’t take much more of this… I feel like I’m about to combust…”

“I have an idea…” Larissa spoke out hesitantly.

You nodded and hummed in her direction.

“We… Maybe if we sated ourselves, then it would go away…?” She barely whispered.

You looked at the blonde with your hodded eyes and cocked an eyebrow at her, “You’re taking about you fucking yourself and me fucking myself just in the middle of this greenhouse in front of each other?”

Larissa’s face contorted at your choice of words yet again, but her expression quickly changed to a serious one, “Yes.”

You hummed in response. Your body was so on fire. Your mind told you no to Larissa’s idea but your body was screaming yes.

“Ok.” you shakily breathed out, “We’ll just do our own things I assume, then?”

“Yes…” Larissa met your breathy voice.

You nodded in response and leaned back in your chair a bit to get comfortable. You unbuttoned your trousers and snuck your hand down until your fingers reached your knickers. Your body was in a frenzy and hyper needy, so the second you slipped your finger into your aching cunt, you couldn’t help the moan of relief that escaped your lips.

Up to this point, Larissa had just been unabashedly staring at you. Your moan had sent sparks straight to her core. It woke her back up from her trance. Larissa rolled up her dress and removed her knickers easily.

You glanced over to the blonde, while you were fucking yourself in the way you knew your body responded best, and you found a direct view of the blonde having scrunched up her dress and her fingers skillfully circling her clit.

And when she inserted her own finger into her cunt… Oh God, you swore you could have cum right then and there from the pornographic moan that Larissa let out…

You both continued your administrations, becoming more and more enveloped in the lust of it all. You found yourself staring at Larissa as she fucked herself, taking in all her little whimpers, cries, and moans. And vice versa. Larissa couldn’t seem to keep her eyes off of you.

Before either of you knew it and out of knowhere, you were both cumming with strangled cries and moans. You panted heavily and looked over to the blissed out blonde who looked heavenly. You had seen her when you came… The tightness and pain in your body seemed to be gone.

“Fuck…” Larissa breathlessly chuckled with small smile on her face.

Her explicit words ignited the fire back into your core and it all came back…

“OhHhhH shit…” you groaned as the wave of everything that was too much hit you once more.

Your words seemed to trigger Larissa as the smile was quick to fade from her face as her face contorted back into the pain filled frame from mere minutes ago.

“I don’t think it worked…” you groaned, having fallen to the floor and cradling yourself in some attempt of comfort.

“It seemed to for a while…” Larissa groaned right back, “I thought it would work…”

“I know. It was worth a try.” You comforted the frustrated blonde who was leaning against the table leg and spread out on the floor.

Silence ensued.

“I saw you…” you whispered.

“Sorry?”

“It felt better when I came and saw you…” you confessed, having to close your eyes because it was all becoming too much.

There was no response for a minute or so.

“I…I saw you too…” Larissa confesses in a hushed tone.

At her words, you moved to cradling yourself in a upwards position on the floor and met Larissa’s stunning yet glazed over sapphire eyes.

“My body wants you…” you confessed with a deep breath and your eyes looking down to the ground.

“And your mind?” She asked.

“I don’t know what my mind wants.” you whispered.

“That makes sense. The aphrodisiac most likely has the power to affect the body but not—”

Larissa didn’t have the chance to finish her thought as you and lunged forward and crashed your lips into hers. Larissa’s response was immediate, moving you to straddle her lap, she moaned into the kiss.

You pulled away after a minute having doubts, breathlessly panting, “I’m sorry. This doesn’t make sense.”

You went to pull away, but Larissa grabbed your hips and ground them against her own. You both let out embarrassingly loud moans, making Larissa tilt her head back with a small smirk,

“I think it makes perfect sense… We only feel better when we’re in direct contact… and right now, I think your wearing far too many articles of clothing…” she lustfully purred.

Larissa continued to grind her hips into yours, and you crashed your lips back into hers in response. The pair of you were a whimpering, needy mess on the floor, grinding into one another and sloppily kissing each others lips.

In response to her comment, you made quick work of your bra, throwing it aside. Larissa audibly moaned out in delight at the sight of your freed tits. Your nipples were so hard, you swore you could pop them.

You thrust your chest towards Larissa who was starting at your jiggling tits, “God please Larissa… touch me…” you breathlessly pled with the blonde.

The blonde happily obliged, wrapping her tongue around one of your hard buds and nipping and toying with her tongue. Your back arched in pleasure and your hands flew to Larissa’s hair. The pins had to go.

With your hips swaying in a rhythm and still grinding into one another, Larissa skillfully teased and marked your nipples and neck line, while you rushed to remove all the pins in her hair. Her beautiful locks cascaded down to her shoulders and your brain short circuited completely.

Larissa removed her lips from your puffy and marked bud with a pop, meeting your gaze, “What…?” She chuckled at your gawking state.

You ground against the blondes heat once more and with a pout breathlessly whined, “Clothes… need to go…”

At that Larissa eyes were completely taken by dark lust and desperation. She quickly took you off her lap, and before you could complain, she was unzipping her dress. You quickly followed with your trousers. When you looked back up to Larissa, she was in nothing but a cream satin lingerie set.

She stalked towards you, pining you against one of the greenhouse lab tables. With ease, she lifted you onto the table and slid her form in between your legs. You responded by immediately attaching your legs to her waist and pulling her face down to smash you lips against hers again.

As much as you would have loved to take a minute and explore the beautiful blondes mouth, you were desperate. As Larissa ravaged your mouth, you were quickly to unclip her bra, letting her creamy, soft, luscious tits free from their confinement.

“Fuck ‘Rissa…” you breathed out, your pupils dialating even more at you taking in her stunning form.

Larissa blushed at the nickname and how speechless her body had made you. But she was desperate too…

“As much as I love you ogling my tits, Darling… If I don’t have your face in my cunt in the next few minutes, I’ll fucking die…” Larissa groaned.

You licked your lips at Larissa’s words and nodded eagerly. You stripped your knickers off with haste. The two of you hastily swapped position, and you placed yourself right at the blondes thighs. You could see a soaking wet patch in her knickers, which only turned you on more.

Larissa needily bucked her hips into your face, “please fuck me please…!” She mewled.

And you happily obliged. You could already smell the scent of her arousal through her knickers. You tore her knickers off and threw them with her dress on the floor. Tonguing through her folds only made your body go into more of a frenzy. Every moan and cry that came from Larissa’s lips sent you spiraling.

Larissa’s hand shot down to grab ahold of your hair as the other stabilized her on the table. Strings of obscenities flowed from her smerred red lips as you explored her folds. Her legs clenched deliciously around your head, suffocating you in a manner that you couldn’t want any more than you did right now.

You noted that Larissa tasted like that tea, but wayyy more concentrated and far more delicious… Your tongue lapped through Larissa’s folds and in her walls with fervor, until she her walls were fluttering around your tongue more and more.

“Fuuuuck Darling M’mm gonna cum!!” Larissa moaned out, pushing your face deeper inside her cunt.

“Fuck ‘Rissa tastes so good… God cum for me please…!!” You groaned in response, which sent her even closer to her climax.

You attached your thumb to her clit, remembering the movement you saw her do to herself and you quickly circled the bundle of nerves sloppily. Larissa’s eyes rolled back as she came with the cry of your name on her tongue, her thighs depriving you of oxygen as they pressed together only pushing you further into her cunt, which was squirting plentiful amounts of cum on your face.

You moaned in delight as you ate her out, her walls clenching around your tongue. The blonde let go of your hair and you pulled out of your meal to look up at her. She was panting heavily with glazed over eyes as she stared down at you.

“Christ, you’re fantastic at that…” Larissa breathlessly chuckled, her body giving out on her causing her to collapse on the table.

But you two were by no means through…

You chuckled back at the blissed out blonde, “I’d clean you up but I’d rather feel your juices on my own pussy…”

At your words, Larissa sat up fully, eyes wide at your words, and she practically jumped off the table with her wobbly legs making her immediately collapse on the floor and taking you with her. You both laughed at her miscalculated act.

“Shit, when’s the last time someone properly fucked you?” You laughed, “Or am I just that good…?”

Larissa smacked your arm at your words and you wiggling your eyebrows suggestively. Damn was her laugh intoxicating…

But you quickly shut Larissa up by interlocking your legs and rolling your hips into the blondes, your dripping core grinding against Larissa’s. Your action immediately made Larissa’s eyes roll back in pleasure yet again and elicited another delicious moan from her lips. Her moan was quickly followed by a straggled cry of pleasure of your own.

Now Larissa was the one who caught you by surprise, rolling her hips into yours in unison to your moan.

“Shiiiit ‘Rissa! Do that again and M’mmm gonna cum…!!” You cried out, holding on to the tall blonde shoulders as you met her grinding sloppily.

“So soon, Darling…?” Larissa taunted, “I’m that good…?”

“Yes GOD YES please ‘Rissa!!” You cried out, your climax approaching at a rapid pace.

Your grindings got sloppier and more rushed as the two of spewed strings of obscenities into each others ears.

“Fuck Darling I’m…” Larissa panted, approaching her climax right along side you.

Suddenly, a distinct twig snapped outside. You and Larissa both immediately stopped and swiveled your head to the sound. Your breaths hitched together as you saw the shadow of Marilyn coming closer. You both scrambled, unlocking your legs and rushing about to find your clothes quickly.

“Shit shit shit…” you muttered, not being able to find your knickers.

But it was too late. The door was unlocking. You quickly finished dressing and so did Larissa. You and Larissa both hastened to sit where Marilyn had left you.

“Hey, Sorry, wanted to check on some plants on the edge of the woods…” Marilyn chirped with the same mischevious twinkle in her eye. You were still on complete edge and couldn’t stand it anymore….

“I’m so sorry, Marilyn, but I need to go…” you muttered, side eyeing Larissa before thanking Marilyn and rushing out of the greenhouse. Before you got up to the school, Larissa had caught up with you.

“My office. Ten minutes.” She breathed down your neck lustfully.

“God yes, ‘Rissa…” you groaned under your breath.

Your two bodies were by no means through with each other…

~~~

Part 2 out now… 🤭

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idcbabyialreadylostmymind · 1 year

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Rebellion Pt.3

Word Count: 10.8k

Pairing- Sully family x f!sullyreader x na’vi oc (kinda)

Summary- Your going through a rebellion and how easy can it be for your siblings to keep all the stuff they see you doing a secret.

Warnings- argument with a parent, underage drug usage, underage drinking, kissing

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 (Discontinued)

A/N- i know i know its been a while for this one, but i hope you guys like it I plan of finishing it for you guys in like a week or two def more parts coming and if you like Tsm’siyu in this I have a masterlist for him two things written and feel free to req 💋

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Music blazed through the forest as drinks went around your small circle. Tonight would be the last night with the Omatikaya, your siblings managed to get kidnapped by some avatars and to keep you ‘safe’ your father is moving you all. Pulling you out of your mind Ao’zuk stumbled up holding what seemed to be his sixth cup of nectar. “Can’t believe it’s our last night partying with the Y/N Sully.” Ao’zuk said. It was a small group hangout, well not small, about twenty people smaller than usual talking and other things. “Oh shut up.” You say as he passes the pipe taking a deep hit, the burn hits the back of your throat spreading to your lungs. The smoke let out of your mouth clearing your throat afterward. Sitting the burnt out pipe down you watch as Ao’zuk pulls a bag out of his satchel and hands it to you. “What’s this?” You ask. “Some pollen in case that reef shit doesn't hit good.” He laughs as you let out a light hum. “Thank you Ao’.” You say before getting up and walking home.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that your father has decided that a reef clan would be safer rather than a forest clan. Forest clans will be the first place the RDA would look so naturally your father decided a reef clan would be best. You couldn’t say you were thrilled but you needed a change of scenery anyways.

When the morning came around you hadn’t gone to sleep when you got back so all of your bags were packed. You and your family walked away from the Tree of Spirits after the ceremony after your father transferred the responsibility and title of Olo’eyktan. Mounting your ikran Khal you look back at your friends, Ao’zuk stood in the front bringing his hand up waving you off with a tight smile on his face, giving him a grin you bow your head. Jake watched the interaction as he mounted his ikran, Bob. ''Y/N.'' He said and you turned to him. ''Time to go.'' He said, rolling your eyes you look back at the boy and say a silent farewell as you follow your family.

The weather getting to the reef clan was brutal, but you still rode through rain and wind. And finally it seemed you made it to the reef clan as your mother and father landed on a shore you and your siblings not long after. You were the last off of your ikran holding your satchel close to yourself as you observed your surroundings. Your father talked with the Olo'eyktan, it seemed the Tsahik wanted you to leave, but your father persisted. And then Ronal stepped forward grabbing Lo'ak' by the arm saying how weak you all would be, moving to Kiri she tugged on her tail, saying you would be slow. She made her way over to you and you straighten your back with a small smile on your face.

You were her height so you stared deep into her eyes. Her gaze was cold and penetrating as she finally lifted it off of you turning back to her husband. After a while you quit paying attention as you just look off into space, after a while the world went quiet and you couldn't see it was blurry. Those two seconds of peace quickly vanished as Lo'ak tapped your shoulder bringing you back to your mind. ''Hm?'' You reply, ''They granted uturu (sanctuary).'' He replied and you nodded and you got your bags off of Khal giving him a few love taps on his back making him purr. You laugh before following the chief's daughter, Tsireya, who would also be teaching you the way of water, whatever that meant.

''Here you go, I'll leave you to get comfortable, have a good day.'' She replied and you saw the way Lo'aks eyes lingered on the girl and that made you smile a little bit. ''This is good, this is great.'' Jake said the thudding of the carpets thrown down by Neytiri made everyone look at her as she went to sit down.

The following day your father sat everyone down before your first lesson and day on the island. He went over the rules, to be honest you weren't really listening to anything he was saying missing the parties and your friends, ''Sully's stick together.'' Everyone around you said and you pulled your eyes from the floor are rushed out of the mauri.

Tsireya was standing at the edge of the beach you ducked out before she could see you and walked in the opposite direction. ''Y/N?'' You hear Neteyam walk behind you and you turn around face with no readable emotion written on it. ''Yeah?'' You ask, he points to the others who were walking with Tsireya. ''Uh, yeah I'd rather be eaten by a palulukan.'' You say and he sighs. ''Just tell everyone to pretend I was there today.'' You tell him.

''And what will you be doing while the rest of us at least try and adapt?''

''Dunno might explore, y'know.'' You say as you begin to walk away.

''Tsk.'' Neteyam shook his head as you disappeared into the forest and out of his sight.

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Your arms held onto the branch as the fruit was in your mouth held onto by your teeth, your fingers began to slip and you looked down and sure of it there was at least a ten-foot drop. You take in a deep breath, breathing in the scent of the trees, the salty smell of the ocean, and your swing your legs letting go of the branch and jumping onto the tree that would ensure your safety. The fruit falls from my mouth and you curse, all that trouble just for it to be lost at the last second. Jumping down from the tree and to the solid ground you look at the sky and deem that it's time to head back to the village before everyone else makes it home.

As you make it to the home your siblings are walking up at the same time. Jumping behind them as if you've been there the entire time you all walk throughout the entryway.

Your father looks up and glances over all of you not suspecting a thing. Your mother picked up Tuk as she ran up to her and smiled before returning to the dinner she was preparing.

Kiri walked over to help your mother as Neteyam and Lo’ak sit down around the fire just like your father and talk about all the stuff that happened today.

“So what do you think of Awa’atlu Y/N?” Jake asked and your pulled from your thoughts that you dwelled in. “Oh, uh, it's cool if you like total isolation from.” You say making Tuk laugh and run to you jumping in your lap.

“Not funny.” Jake says.

“Really? Tuk thinks its pretty funny, don’t you Tuk?” You ask as you begin to tickle her sides unrelenting until she agrees. As she runs to your mother a huge smile plastered on her face.

“Can you at least try and make an effort to fit in.”

“I am.” You reply and he shakes his head.

“Then why did Neteyam tell me that you didn’t go to your lessons today.” He says, raising his eyebrows up in frustration. “It’s your first day!”

You turn your head to Neteyam and look at him and click your teeth. He tries to talk again but you just turn away and close the curtain not wanting this ‘talk’ to end in yet another screaming match between you and your father because you're ‘immature and selfish’.

Your mother tried to call you for dinner but you pretend to be asleep. You couldn't handle being in a room with both Neteyam and your father or you would actually combust with anger. Instead you laid on your sleeping mat getting comfortable for a short nap.

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Your eyes peeled open as you awoke for your nap. You get up quietly and look at your surroundings as best you can with the light the moon graces you. Four other bodies laid around you, your siblings obviously, breaking from your check around a twig snaps from outside your marui. Your ears perk in high alert, you crouch towards the window and open it slightly and to your surprise, no ranging animal or sky person, just a pair of teens going to a….. party.

The sides of your lips twitch up in excitement, you grab your bag and make sure your clothes look presentable before you go off.

It wasn’t hard finding the metkiyina teens as the music they played was loud enough for the clan to hear, it seems no one cares. “Cool…” you whisper as you step out of the dark trees into a clearing that was lit by a great bonfire as teens danced around along with the traditional music and drinks were passed and a few people took what looked to be blue and green pollen.

You walked around as if you belonged and no one seemed to care as a girl and boy danced around with you pulling you into the dance circle, you watched them dance and listened to the music letting you move as you pleased. Your peers around looked at you as you danced with them, a boy hands you a drink and makes a toast about something you have no clue about but you shoot the drink back and get to the girl that pulled you into the circle dancing with her until the song ended.

Sitting down on a bench with some random guys sitting next to you breathing heavily and really, really drunk. “You were good out there.” A deep voice catches you off guard as your cheeks heat up.

The man looked to be your age and he definitely was, big. Just one centimeter shorter than your father, and a tattoo wrapped around his large bicep that crawled up his neck. His hair long and curly only a small part kept up out of his face. And he was beautiful, his jawline sharp but his face soft and content.

“Thank you.” you reply.

“So, you do pollen?” One next to him asked.

The Metkayina definitely aren't shy when it comes to asking questions.

“Bro I told you to stop bringing that stuff.” The taller one scolds him but the other one just rolls his eyes. and then smiles at you.

“No it's fine, I do.”’I nonchalantly said, his smile widened and seemed to glow in the light the fire gave off.

His hand digs in a bag that you had not known was next to him, he hands you four small flowers, the same as the ones you saw before, blue and green. He gets himself the same amount, you tilt your head down once before taking the pollen. The other boy just shakes his head side to side. The taste wasn’t great, but you sat still waiting for the effects to kick in.

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The world's colors mixed and you felt as if you walked on air, the captivity of gravity no longer weighing you down. Your head, light as a feather, felt as if it was going to roll off your neck. “You like it?” The boy sitting next to you asked, the one who gave you the pollen was up playing a drinking game with a few others.

Looking at him your pupils blown so wide you couldn’t see the yellow in your eyes anymore. You smile lazily as you shake your head yes. He laughs before getting up and lending his hand out for you to take it. You look at his hand for a second noticing the jagged scar on his palm before you take his hand and get up, arms intertwined, the rest of the party follows, walking through the vast trees.

You could tell you were getting close to the village as the salty smell of the ocean became more fragrant the closer you got.

As you all step out of the trees you aren’t meeted with the maruis that were on the island but rather a secluded spot with nothing but a diving board and the ocean and a deep part of it.

A loud splash is what brought your attention from your surroundings. Following the one splash many more until almost everyone was in the water. The boy, you still hadn’t learned his name, he dragged you to the dock before looking at you sending a happy smile, his aquatic skin glimmering in the moonlight along with his freckles that were scattered along his body.

He jumped in the water splashing up against the dock. You looked down into the water and it was too dark to see anything.

“Come on forest girl, jump!” Someone yells and you step back a little before running and jumping off into the water.

When you made contact with the water and came up for air you sick in oxygen as the natural chill of the water surrounded your body.

You swam to the boy and used his shoulders as an anchor. “That was, that was….” you try to formalize what you were trying to say but you couldn’t. “Fun?” He asked and I looked at him and nodded, “Yeah fun.” You say over the louder people around you. You and him looked at each other and your eyes switched from his captivating blue iris boring into your soul to his full lips and his hands on your hips made your body heat up.

He leaned in and so did you, and finally you connected your lips to his. You know this probably isn’t a good idea because you're under the influence and he’s drunk but you couldn’t care less as your lips danced with his.

After a minute you pull away and he looks shocked and surprised which made you giggle. “What's your name?” You ask and he smiles once again. “Tsm’siyu, what about you?” He replies to you with a question of his own. “Y/N.”

“Beautiful.” Tsm’siyu says under his breath as he moves a loose hair out of your face making your smile drop and your stomach twist.

You ignored it and pulled him into another kiss hopefully to calm the new summons of nerves.

»»————-　♔　————-««

As you all get out of the water and squeeze the excess water off of yourselves. As everyone left to their own homes except for Tsm’siyu who told you he was going to walk you home.

You obviously denied but he wasn’t listening to the protest. “C’mon can’t have you passed out on the beach.” He says and you roll your eyes. “Fine.” you mutter, too out of it now.

As you made it a few feet from the back of your home you stop him. “Okay you stay here I’m gonna go in from the front.” You say and he nods and just before you go away he gives you a tiny kiss on the top of your wet hair.

You walked in the sand and onto the floor in front of your marui. And to your surprise your father, hands on his hips and a scowl on his face, was waiting for you. You sigh as you realize life here isn’t gonna be any easier.

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iprefertheterminsane · 3 months

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All this talk of a wedding and the perryshmirtz era revival (which im sure is at least 98% attributed by the boycott and queerbait again) is making me want to churn out a perryshmirtz wedding AU ficlet. So hear me out;

Perryshmirtz Fake Wedding AU

Not least inspired by @echoes-of-the-unknown 's fanart taking the cake for most reblogged recent post by the perryshmirtz tag featuring a confused Heinz; a panicking, blushing Perry; and the kids doing what they do best: inciting chaos.

It's hardly the first time human!Perry has had to juggle the discretion of his two halves; keeping Heinz and the consequent violence and political dangers of the agency and undergeound villainy AWAY from the already PRESENT continuous dangers of his boys' adventures. Despite Perry's white knuckled grip on control, the tri state area is TINY, and the damn things overlap whether he wants to or not. This isn't even the first time he's caught smack bang in the middle of it, but he's usually brighter than this.

The tight knit group of middle schoolers looks at him expectantly, covered in grease (likely attributed to their latest technical contraption of the day) and leaves (likely attributed that they are in middle of a pollen infested Danville Central Park in the middle of spring.) As fate would have it, he has Heinz in a headlock, which is not so unexplainable even if neither Phineas nor Ferb would have ever expected their mellow behaved Uncle could ever be brought to incite such violence on a stranger, much less had expected him to leave the house. The picnic blanket, flowers and food (it's thematically related to Heinz's scheme today, and a backstory related to his first high school date) is much less easily dismissed.

I'm-

-Think fast think fast think fast think fast-

On a date.

Isabella's eyebrow twitches up sharply. Perry barely holds in a wince as Phineas and Ferb shares an equal look of surprise, if perhaps kinder.

Heinz has gotten still in his arms, and it is a silent blessing. Perry readjusts so his grip looks like he's attempting to choke the life out of the man, much more like a white knuckled hug from behind.

"We didn't know you were dating, Uncle P," Phineas says, politely. Suspicious, but yes, polite, because Linda had raised him right, of course. "How did you meet? How long have you been together? Does mom and dad know?"

The idea of the kids getting this news back to Lawrence and Linda somehow, adults who are less likely to react unpredicatably and blow it somewhere out of his control sends a splash of ice water down his back, and he's practically sputtering without second thought.

You can't tell them, Perry signs urgently. Because-

The kids wait patiently, which makes things worse. Perry is stuttering through his signs as he attempts to make something on the spot.

You can't tell them because he's not my...boyfriend.

Their brows furrow in confusion, almost in sync.

He's my- Perry winces. -Fiance (?)

All at once shock overrides their expressions of doubt and confusion, the childish giddiness and appeal of marriage taking hold of their previous suspicions. Marriage was serious business, after all. One does not lie and dither about marriage. It's genius. He's doomed.

Baljeet's gasped and dropped his armful of sheepskin (where on earth would the boys have sourced these things-) for dramatic affect. Isabella has her hands over her mouth, her eyes taken a sheen of romantic yearning. Phineas is apologizing profusely, and Perry is begging to everh merciful Law and Deity listening Heinz does not decide to speak up right then.

Things are complicated on Heinz's side of the family, Perry explains, which is close enough to the truth that he doesn't feel guilty about lying to the boys any further. We're trying to arrange things a bit more carefully before we decide on anything full proof and explain things to your father.

The children clamor with further questions, save for Ferb, who continues to stare with an undicipherable look on his face. Baljeet's question rises above the rest in a brief moment of respite, and it is a simple, sweet enough request that he does not have the heart to refuse: "Can we help with the wedding planning?"

Sure. Perry says helplessly. Maybe once we decide we can follow through and I break the news to Phineas amd Ferb's parents, maybe-

The children are too busy cheering to listen to the rest of his words, their priorities sorted and greenlit as far as they are concerned. They promise to plan for a wedding to be remembered, the best wedding in the history of Danville, and are finally compliant enough to be shoo-ed away, discussing flower arrangements, officiants and-bizzarely, extraterrestrial port arrangements and guest lists.

Perry waits, at least, until they are out of earshot before he allows the weight of his impulsive actions to overcome him, but Heinz finally speaks before he could.

"So," the german-borne scientist cuts in in what Perry assumes he thinks of as a very casual manner. "Fiance, huh?"

Perry faceplants into his cupped hands, and Heinz chuckles where he still hadn't moved, tucked in between Perry's legs in a fascimile of a hug.

I'm really, really doomed

#perryshmirtz #choice of fic #perryshmirtz prophecy post #my brain is always a writer's refuge in a fever ridden haze

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chain-link-smut · 3 months

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I JUST THOUGHT OF AN AMAZING IDEA (this can be a request or just me sharing an idea with y'all -- whatever you prefer)

Okay so like. Reader (with either a 😻 or a 🍆) and a Link of your choice (with the opposite genitalia) accidentally get body swapped.

Lemme explain my vision:

I'm thinking maybe after a portal shift, Reader and Wars/Time/whoever find themselves separated from the group, and they get attacked by...idk, an infected Wizzrobe? After that, the Wizzrobe (or whatever) disappears; the two of them pass out, and when they wake up -- bam. Body swap.

I'm a little unsure about this next bit -- perhaps whatever spell the Wizzrobe used also makes people horny? Perhaps the two accidentally run face-first into a sex-pollen plant? Perhaps the two are simply curious about what it feels like to have the opposite genitalia, and decide that now's a perfect opportunity for experimentation? Idk, dealer's choice -- but regardless, it leads to some smutty times.

I'm thinking: First Time/Horny Teenager Vibes (to clarify -- they're BOTH adults, but I say "horny teenager vibes" only bc neither person truly knows how to use the other's "equipment").

I'm thinking: guided masturbation, as each person experiments with the genitalia they currently have to see first-hand what feels best for their partner.

I'm thinking: overzealous, passionate fucking -- whoever currently has the dick experiencing the bliss of being engulfed by the heavenly wet heat of their partner's (well, their own) pussy; whoever currently has the pussy experiencing nirvana from the sensation of penetration -- of feeling their partner filling them up, of their partner reaching so far into their core, practically kissing their soul with how deep their partner's (well, their own) cock is. First Time Vibes all around, essentially, for this pair of experienced lovers.

(And perhaps, whoever currently has the dick clings tightly to their partner so they won't accidentally slip out, desperate to keep their cock warm as they're panting and whimpering from the pleasure; perhaps, just before either of them have fully caught their breath, the current dick-haver begins rutting into their partner again, growing hard inside their partner -- consumed by a feral need to do it all over again; whining prettily about how they get it now -- why their partner is always so eager to make love whenever possible. "It...oh, it feels so good...! I can't...If this is how you feel every time, then fuck, I get why you can never keep your hands to yourself; I wouldn't either, if I were you -- fuck...!")

DFBDHBJFONSFWJVSFOIVW!

Oooo Beasty, what deliciousness is this?! Body swapping? I’m listening… (sorry that this took so long to get to. Hope it is close to what you were thinking)

Wizzrobes are such bastards or as I call them, Twinkle Toes, but we may need to keep them around if they are going to do things like this. Wizzrobe Rod + Sex Pollen, that would be a weapon to hunger for.

Warriors and you stepped through a portal like all the others just did, but you two are the only ones on the other side. Red flag for you both, but neither had a chance to draw a weapon before a dark Wizzrobe released a pink and purple magic into your faces, coating you both in a powdery substance.

Warriors let out a hushed curse.

“What?” you asked, now concerned more by his response. Even more so when he pulled out a cord of rope. “And that is for what, exactly?”

“To tie our hands together. That magic we just got blasted with will have us unconscious in a few minutes and I would prefer to not have to track you down when we wake.”

“Track me down? What are you ta-” You didn’t finish your sentence, dropping like a sack of feed to the ground.

“Lightweight.”

Waking from your involuntary nap, you pulled at the rope now around your right wrist. It was unpleasant at the least. You groaned, blindly slapping Wars chest to wake him, but it didn’t feel right. It was soft and squishy.

You turned your head and was met with yourself, sleeping right next to you. Forgetting that your hand is tied to yourself, you tried to scurry away, but that only caused you to drag the other body that looked like you.

“Hey!” It was strange to hear your own voice and clearly it wasn’t what the other you was expecting. “(Y/n)?”

“Yes?” You slapped your hand over your mouth, taken by surprise that Warriors voice came from you. “What happened to us?”

“Body swap?”

“Why are you saying it in the form of a question when you said you knew what the magic was?”

“Usually it just knocks you out and you get super horny, not all this.” He gestured to you both.

You gave a smirk. “Usually? So you have used this stuff before?”

“Most adults in my Hyrule use it recreationally, so yes, I have.” He, in your body, leaned in, moving your face, his face, from side to side. “Damn I look good.”

“You-!” You slapped his free hand away, untying your still joined hands quickly.

Upon standing, Wars laughed, looking down at your hips. “Seems that the magic has settled in already.”

You looked down and there it was… you were solid and eager. “How do I get rid of it?”

“Gotta use it.”

“Fine, I’ll be back later.”

“Jacking off doesn’t work.”

“DAMN IT!”

Warriors laid back down. “Not that you would know what to do with a weapon of that sort.”

You placed your hands on your hips, “And you think you know how to use what I originally have?”

“Duh.”

You had always wanted Warriors to eat his words and this was going to be the greatest way to. Without a word you began to take the excessive amount of clothes off, happily watching the other grow more and more uneasy.

Standing naked, Warriors had a blush on his cheek and you can’t help the thought of how pretty yourself looks like that. What you weren’t expecting was him to bite his bottom lip while his eyes roamed over you.

“Conceded much?”

“N-no. Pretty sure it’s this body going on instinct more than anything else.” He rubbed his thighs together and you knew what that meant.

“Undress, it isn’t going to take care of itself.”

There was a shyness once both of you were stripped of clothing, looking down at your new bodies and the ones that were originally yours. You felt like the teen you used to be when you lost your virginity, not sure exactly what to do or what was okay. You wanted to touch, but how-

“Wrap your hand around just below the head. Not tight enough to rub raw, but enough for it to feel good.” Warriors directed, seeing your curiosity. And didn’t that feel good as your hand stroked in a steady rhythm, slowly building the need to be sunk inside something hot and wet.

You kept up the slow pace as you saw Wars move his hand to between his legs for the first time, barely touching his new sex. You let him explore, snorting a laugh when he hisses in discomfort from harshly swiping over his clit. “Hurts doesn’t it?”

“Yes! I do that to you sometimes, why haven’t you told me not to?”

“It doesn’t always hurt. Here, let me show you.” You blushed as you touched your own body part. It wasn’t like you hadn’t snuck your hands in your own pants before to find pleasure, but this was so much more than that.

Warriors caught on quickly, moving his fingers on either side of the sensitive button, then a larger circle over top of it with three fingers.

His cheeks flushed, mouth gaped and panting, you tell him to stop. He whined high in his throat, but did as he was asked. You took a deep breath meaning to calm yourself, but the scent of pheromones was all you got and it made you dizzy.

With two fingers you stroked the soaked folds that Warriors hadn’t made it to yet, gently pushing in. His back arched some, hands going to his chest as you thrusted inwards more. You added a third finger and had him moaning for more. You curled your fingers forward, finding that spot that made his eyes cross, giving it several ‘come hither’ motions.

“Please, please, please!” Wars begged, a hand reaching for your hair.

When he got a fist full of hair, you slowed down, saying, “Words, Wars. What do you want?”

“Mouth! I want- ah!- your mouth.”

When it came to oral pleasure between your legs, you had a rule: If you weren’t okay with having your own mouth down there, no one else needed to be down there. Knowing that you had just taken a bath that morning, you were fine with him guiding you down with both hands.

Trying not to overthink it and remember what felt good, you got to work lapping at the still twitching, clenching, wanting entrance. You pulled a hand from your hair, placing it at his clit, silently telling him to go back to stimulating himself. It didn’t take long after that for the warning moans to be voiced and his release to drip down your chin and you got to see first hand how you tasted.

“So that’s what that feels like.” Wars said with a blissed look on his face.

“Good right?” you smirked, as you removed the moisture from your lips.

He looked into your eyes, biting his lower lip. You were somewhat between his legs still and he widened them further apart, spreading himself open as an invitation. Getting a little closer, cock in hand, you look between yourself and him, cheeks turning pink.

“You’re not nervous now, are you?” he asked.

“No, just… I don’t know what to do.”

Wars sat up on his elbows. “After everything we have done together in the past, you don’t know where to put it?”

“That’s- that’s not what I mean!” Your face went a rosy red. “I just don’t know what to do with-” you pointed both hands down towards your hips. “-this.”

Warriors gave a breathy laugh, saying quietly, “It’s like being a young teen all over again.” He sighed with a smile. “You know this body better than I do and what feels good to it. Go off of that.”

He had a point.

Scooting closer, you could feel the heat rolling off of him and your cock twitched, automatically knowing what was to come. Taking it in hand, you rubbed the head between slick folds, coating yourself.

Silky, wet, hot.

Warriors mouth fell open as you kept sliding in further and further. “Holy Golden Three!” He looked down where you two were joined. “And that’s not even all of it?”

“You aren’t lacking, Cap. Ha-ah! No wonder you can’t keep your hands to yourself. I would want to fuck every chance we had if this is how it is.”

“Is that an offer?”

Doing a hard thrust forwards, you had shut him up, but you couldn’t stop at one thrust. You slid in and out of him with ease due to the constant fluid. Holy shit it felt good and so tight! You got a bit carried away and pulled too far out, leading to you grinding your cock between his folds and up over his clit.

“No no no! Put it back, put it back!” Warriors pleading voice made you smile, letting him see how it felt to be denied the pleasure after having it. Missing his heat, you plowed back into him, pulling a high pitched moan that nearly turned to a scream.

Re-entering him was so much more invigorating, more intense, just- more. You could feel how you filled him full, touching every internal wall, the squeeze around you. The sounds he was making because of you, gave you just as much pleasure as the feelings.

Needing him closer to you, you lean down and scooped him up in your arms to have him in your lap. Your arms encircled him as his went around your neck. Your lips met in the hungriest kiss you had ever experienced, not caring how slopping it may have been. You couldn’t get enough of him, no matter how close he was, no matter how deep you were seated inside him. The thought of him slipping away had you latching your teeth to his shoulder, hot air panting between locked teeth.

Bliss was the look on his face as he bounced in your lap. His words rang in your ears, echoing in your mind. “I can’t- please! It feels so fucking good… don’t stop, I-!!” He painfully pulled your hair, but it still felt delicious to you. “I’m never- ah! -taking my hands off of you. FUCK!!” Warriors smashed his lips to yours, trying to silence his scream as his orgasim had hit, trapping you like a vice and forcing yours to spill your release, filling him full with technically his own seed.

Ears done ringing, vision back, you looked at each other, breaking into laughter at how ridiculous the situation had been. The blush on his cheeks made you agree with the statement he always told you afterwards when you were glowing. “So beautiful.”

“Shut it…” He smiled though. That smile turned into confusion. “That’s new.”

“What?”

“You came, right?”

“Yeah.” In response to your answer, he flexed around you, showing that even though you had came, you were still as erect as you were when you two started. With a devilish smile, you laid on your back, bringing him down with you.

This was going to be a very, very, long session of exploring, trying new things and bringing each other to the greatest highs either had ever experienced.

#loz smut #purely smut #18+ only #anon ask #anon requested #shade answers #beasty asks #warriors x reader(fem)#body swap #gender swap #this should not have taken a month to get to

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neteyamyawne · 1 year

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hey! i have a request for tsu’tey x na’vi reader, where he is hit with sex pollen on a hunt and realizes after. and the only thing he craves is reader, even though they are best friends. he caves after a couple hours of constant pain and they mate <3

A/n: this is my first ever fic and first ever NSFW fic so please go easy on my 🥹 thank you so much for requesting, i hope i did justice to your request ☺️🤍

Love fest..

Pairing: tsu'tey x fem!Navi!reader

Summary: request

MINOR DNI 🔞

Warning: angst, sex pollen, p in v, masterbating, fingering (f receiving), stupid from lust, confessions? Daddy kink! Pet names etc

Word count: 1.4k, not proof read

Note : "word" - dialogue, word - thoughts , yawne - love/beloved

Read below the cut...

Never has the smell of Pandora been so intoxicating to tsu'tey, as he stumbled towards his pa'li…

One misleading foot step, one uprooted root that's all it took as he fell into a strangely glowing bush,he got up annoyed at himself for not watching his steps, sticky yellow grain like spots stuck to his skin as he tried his best to pry them off, he swatted at his face , inhaling few of them as he walked forward, he felt his body warm up and a familiar kind of tightness growing in his loincloth, his head going numb every thought swirling in his mind, his own touch felt too hot, already heightened sense of smell and hearing were almost blaring, everything felt hot and cold at the same time, goosebumps running down his spine and body with the slightest of breeze, never had the smell of Pandora been so intoxicating to tsu'tey, as he stumbled towards his pa'li , getting on it was proving to be a different task, somehow saddling himself he let the creature make its way to the home tree

The communal area was bustling with life and laughter, as everyone talked about the spring to come, y/n sat with her group of friends happiness bubbling in her chest with seeing her clan in such joy, she drifted off in her thoughts about a certain warrior, he may be her best friend but that didn't stop her from looking at him in more than just a friendly way, she was brought out of it as one of the girls wolf whistled and her eyes trailed towards where her friends pointed stares lingered..

There.. staring right back at her, tsu'tey…. eyes solely fixated on her, pupils blown wide, swear beading on his forehead and chest, for all y/n cared she can jump on him and take him right then and there with no regret whatsoever as she stared for a few seconds before looking elsewhere as her brain no longer made sensible thoughts nor did it help as warmth pooled in her belly..

Even looking at her was becoming a torture, she's just my best friend, that's all- , but his mind reeled back to the explicit scenes of her in various positions made his already tight problem to worsen, he decided staying anywhere near her vicinity was unfavorable as he treaded towards his tent for more than one reason, one actually being to relieve himself from the tension.

A couple hours passed and however badly he tried to get himself off it just wasn't happening, he couldn't help himself but imagine you on his cock, bouncing up and down, taking him inn beautifully, his head rolled back as he tugged at his length to no avail, he decided it finally time to take matters in his own hands as he got up, cleaned himself and put on the best pieces of clothing he had as he made a beeline towards the only woman who buzzed around his mind

All my friends, except a few, were asked out by men for a dance while i sat back and watched them enjoy only if someone would walk up to me and ask me out for a dance, sighing i took another sip of the drink in my hand, the liquid leaving a warm hug down my throat as it settled in my stomach, i wasn't particularly enjoying myself here, but this was fun, right?

Too into her mind she didn't notice a figure walking up to her and her friends as he bent down speaking and successfully bringing y/n out of her day dreams only to be face to face with it

Tsu'tey stood in front of them as a smirk graced his sharp face, honey eyes light and pupils blown wide as he said "may i borrow y/n for a few minutes?" Her few friends that still sat with her were giggling as they eyed the warrior with intent not so innocent, y/n just ignored as she smiled back and stood up walking beside him as he took them to a secluded area in the forest

Forest sang with various howls and chirps coming now and then, tsu'tey stopped in the clearing taking the hands of the woman in front of him in his, love evident in his eyes with waves of lust still crashing inside him

" y- y/n, i don't know how or when this happened but something has changed, my love for you has changed" his words felt music to her ears but the last sentence made her come back to reality, " your love for me had changed? You don't love-" before she could even finish the sentence his lips crashed into hers as she stood their too stunned to react as he pulled back a few seconds later, her eyes were now just as blown away as his were, without saying another word she responded with her own kiss, her hands going up his neck, while his traveled down her waist and hips, his tongue swiping on her bottom lip for entrance as she was too happy to decline, his tongue darted in fighting hers for dominance but the fight didn't last long as he completely overpowered hers…

Sinking down on their knees without breaking the kiss, tsu'tey traveled his wet kisses from her mouth to cheek , to her neck and throat, a languid moan spilled out of her as he sucked at her pulse point on her neck, venturing downwards his trail of kisses stopped just above her chest , looking up at her through lidded eyes for permission , all she could do was nod hurriedly for him to continue his pace, with her permission giving he continued down, stopping to suck on the perked up nipple, trailing down his hands and untieing her loincloth with quick deft moves as he lazily stroked two fingers down the slit of her cunt, he grunts shifting down and spreading her wide as the pad of his thumb gently rubbed slow circles on her clit, kissing her lower abdomen, he, just as gently, slid one of his finger into her sopping hole, string of mewls and moans sang out of her vocal cords, her body reacting on its own to his actions, a few pumps inn and he swiftly add another digit making her groan from the delicious stretch as he scissors her through and through while still kissing her on the sweet spots and continued his assualt on her clit, another few thrust of his fingers and circles on her clit, she came in no time, as he helped her ride down her high, he undid his own loincloth and quickly lining up against her, with a quick look of aproval from her , he tugged at his length and pushed into her folds, moans and sighs filled the air between them , as he finally sunk down to the hilt with a sweet moan falling from her mouth as they both throw their head back in ecstasy, mind turned to mush, he slowly started moving setting a slow pace as he placed his head in her neck inhaling her sweet scent as he snapped his hips into her,the pace turning faster and faster as he held her to his chest, her nails digging into the skin of his back leaving bloody crecents behind, he groaned has he felt his cock twitch inside her and as her gummy walls clamped him down from inside, with the little sense left in him, he bent down towards her ear as he whispered "s'good for me, taking daddy in so well"

Shivers ran down her spine as she couldn't hold on any longer "I'm gonna come, daddy- please ahh" her mind fogging over as he fucked her dumb, his pace brutal as he rutted into her, kissing the skin beneath her ear he raspped out "come with yawne, come with daddy"

She screamed as she reached her edge, tumbling down as tsu'tey hissed and groaned as he came inside her, hanging his head in her neck with her legs wrapped around his waist, he didn't pull out, filling her up to the brim, as they both got down from their high, he kissed the side of her neck and face as he smiled down at her, " this was way better than i ever imagined" she gasped out, he chuckled darkly, pulling out of her as she whined at the loss of fullness, " well babygirl I'm not finished with you just yet.." giving her one of his signature smirk that he only reserved for her……..

A/n: this is my first ever fic, please let me know if there are mistakes or if i should improve on something, I'm all open for suggestions, no hate and thank you 🫶🏼🤗☺️ I'm making a taglist so if you wanna be in the taglist please comment on the pinned posts on my acc, or through asks and navigation 🧭☺️💙

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#avatar #avatar 2 #avatar 2009 #avatar fandom #avatar the way of water #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you #tsu’tey x reader #tsutey avatar #jake sully smut #avatar jake #neteyam sully x sister reader #neteyamyawne #ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ / ʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇꜱ

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silentsneezes · 12 days

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here’s another m/arauders snzfic for the void (it’s post Hogwarts & they’re in their early 20s). if anyone has any requests or prompts for m/arauders fics pls send them!! anyways, i hope someone enjoys this 900 word oneshot

It was rare that the group of vagabonds from Hogwarts saw each other after they graduated, and even rarer that those meetings weren’t tainted by the war. However, they occasionally forget about the war, the Order, and their responsibilities: pockets of time in which they could pretend to live normal lives, to be normal twenty year olds fresh out of school.

This was one of those times, as they sat in the backyard of James Potter’s family estate. Sirius Black had orchestrated the gathering, sending letters to their friends in riddled codes in case they fell into the wrong hands- one could never be too careful nowadays. Only a handful of people could make it, but Sirius considered it a success as soon as Remus walked through the door.

Sirius was, of course, excited to see everyone else as well. He’d only seen Marlene Mckinnon three or four times since graduating: brief encounters at Order of the Phoenix meetings. Nothing like the hours they used to spend theorizing and infodumping about their favorite quidditch teams.

And he always enjoyed seeing James, who he’d considered a second brother since his first year at Hogwarts.

Lily Evans was as kind and as welcoming as ever, and she shined particularly bright in the company of her friends. Sirius couldn’t help but think that Lily and James’s son was going to have the best smile in the world. He’d have to, with parents like that.

And Remus. Sirius didn’t know what they were, if anything, but he didn’t seem to care as long as he saw his Moony.

Truthfully, Sirius did care. Probably too much. He cared enough to avoid drinking whiskey- though he’d recently developed a taste for it- because he knew Remus didn’t like the taste of it when they kissed. He cared enough to change his tie three times in case Remus had a preference for one over the other. He finally discarded the notion of wearing a tie at all and unbuttoned the top of his shirt, letting it fall open slightly.

He’d even cared enough to take an allergy potion before everyone arrived, hoping not to make a fool out of himself. It didn’t take a genius to see it wasn’t working.

“Hehh-nghGHXT!Hehh-nghGHXT!”

Sirius stifled two harsh sneezes into his fist, sniffling and nodding his thanks as Marlene blessed him for the fourth time that hour. He forced himself to focus on her words rather than the constant itch in the back of his sinuses, prickling to the bridge of his nose.

Admittedly, sitting outside wasn’t the greatest idea on Sirius’s part. He’d considered the high pollen count and his history with summer allergies, but the promise of a beautiful sunset was enough to outweigh the possibility of an allergy attack.

Luckily for the black haired boy, Marlene cut off her long winded rant about the semi-final quidditch series and shrieked as her favorite song started playing.

“Sorry Sirius,” she apologized as Dorcas pulled her away to dance, grinning ear to ear. Sirius smiled and waved a dismissive hand before placing a finger under his nose.

His nostrils flared and his breath caught once, twice. And then it was gone. He sighed, sniffling and rubbing his nose to try and either quell the itch or induce a sneeze- whichever would give him relief. His nose decided on the latter and he ducked into his elbow, “hehH’RRSCHu! hURSCH’SHew!”

“Bless” Remus said as he dropped a handkerchief onto Sirius’s lap, sitting beside him at an old picnic table. Lily and James’s initials were carved into the wood- it had been their first item of furniture moved into their new house.

“Thanks,” Sirius snatched up the handkerchief gratefully, pressing it to his nose. Wrong choice. As soon as the fabric touched the sensitive appendage, Sirius’s breath hitched.

“hH’nGXXTtch!”

Sirius’s shoulders shook with the suppressed sneeze, his head bobbing towards his lap.

“Bless you.” Remus said with a pointed look, “High pollen count today, huh?”

Sirius waved his hand dismissively, tucking the handkerchief in his pocket and shooting Remus one of his trademark ‘Sirius Black’ grins, “S’ nothing I can’t handle.”

Remus rolled his eyes, but couldn’t stop himself from smiling. How could anyone not smile when Sirius looked at them like that?

“Besides, look at them,” Sirius smiled as he gestured to their friends, dancing, laughing, and living, “It’s worth it.”

Remus couldn’t argue with that. They had all lost so much from the war, and he knew they were certain to lose more.

“I suppose you’re right.”

“I’m always right,” Sirius quipped, smirking. His expression faltered as his nose twitched again. Before he even managed to grab the handkerchief, he snapped to the side with three sneezes, tumbling out in quick succession.

“hhH’HDSCHhew!-hRRSCHhu!-hhH’iDSCHIEw!”

“Bless you”

That was only the second of many blessing’s Remus gave Sirius as he had one of his infamous late-summer allergy attacks. Eventually, after much persuasion, Sirius followed Remus inside and begrudgingly took another allergy potion. All in all, it wasn’t terrible. Sure, he was a sneezy mess for the rest of the evening, but Remus stayed by his side until he fell asleep.

i know it’s short but i needed to write about them, i hope someone else can appreciate m/arauders sneeze content lol, im really hyperfixated on them at the moment

#sneeze kink #sneezefucker #sneeze blog #snzblr #sneezefic #snzfics #sneeze thoughts #sneeze scenario #fanfic

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skyecarrington · 29 days

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Dilan & Skye @moonglowmagic

The fading winter gave reluctantly to spring, he could smell the fresh bloom of the season invading with promise of warmer days, pollen and bloody history repeating. Part of him wanted to grab the girls; Arlo, Dilan and Leyla and get the hell outta town. It was supposed to be a safe haven- he'd not wrapped his head around how it could be considered as such when terroristic groups could attack the towns leadership multiple times. It seemed a good a reason as any to blow this place and leave it as a memory. He wondered how far he'd get if he kidnapped Leyla before Ken chased him down and ripped his heart outta his chest. He thought it best then to include the man in his plans if he decided as such- in the meantime, he was content to enjoy the warm sun beating on his exposed chest as he laid lazily on a grassy patch in the park, a picnic basket beside him, half eaten. Sun bathing he peaked over at Dilan and plucked a bloomed clover and extended it to her like a bouquet, "If you could go anywhere else outside of Lunar Cove where would it be?" He asked casually, warmly, "The whole world and it's yours for the taking where ya going?"

#terrorist tw #death tw #murder tw #gore tw #chat. dilan

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bug-oc · 1 year

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Bug Fables OC Tournament Round 1

Ari (she/they) from @aridis

Ari is a solitary bee and as such she's not very used to big group of bugs (let alone colonies!): she prefers small communities, like the ones build by the giants years prior their disappearance [see solitary bee house] They really like flowers, from their colorful hues to their sweet scent, althought her favorite part is their lovely taste: it's not uncommon to see them with pollen still caught up in their fur!

Cici (she/her) from @mimicspider

Cici is a honeypot ant who came to Bugaria from far away with hopes of being an actor. She worked at the theatre for a while, doing her best with every role she was given. She loved seeing other bugs happy and smile at her performances! Only issue was how clumsy she is. She'd often trip over herself or stumble on stage. After a while she stopped being casted for larger roles and not getting much time on stage. Eventually she quit out of frustration, deciding she was going to find a way to make bugs smile on her own.

Anyways she's a clown now :o)

also she is very small and has big hammer that's very heavy because she's very strong and she can hit very hard with it

#bf oc tournament #bug fables #bug fables oc

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hitchqueen · 1 year

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S/pidey-Cold

[ Thank you for your patience, and THANK YOU to @softsnzstuff for hosting this Secret Santa! Hey, @butyoumakemesohot, I was your Secret Santa! Surprise!! It’s my first time joining something like this, and I was nervous, not to mention crazy busy with work and holidays...regardless, thanks for your patience, and I truly hope you like it! ] ----------------------------------- THWIP! THWIP!! Webbing shot out, sticking to the side of a building as the masked Peter Parker swung through the city -- his own concrete jungle. Spider-Man was rather impressed -- and thankful -- his webbing was durable during the December snowfall.What he wasn’t happy about -- not to mention mentally berating himself for -- was the lack of heat he was feeling as the cold air pummeled against his strong frame. Why the heck didn’t he wear thermals underneath the damn suit?! He was already feeling rather sluggish from the moment he woke up, and even while swinging, he had to resort to sniffling up the moisture he could feel pooling at the rim of his nostrils--- No. No, he couldn’t be getting sick…could he?! MJ couldn’t be right….

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* EARLIER IN THE MORNING *

The melodic ringtone would usually be welcoming to Peter, but today? Yeowch, what a headache; it felt like every tune was a jackhammer rapping against his temples. Sitting up and groaning, flinching slightly at how his throat slightly hurt when he swallowed, the college student picked up his phone. “Hey, Emb-J.” “Woah, Peter…are you feeling okay?” Brow furrowing, he cleared his throat. “Y-yeah, I just, umb, woke upb. I always sound like this whed I wake upb,” he assured his girlfriend. “....Yeah, in April when the pollen count is through the roof,” she countered. “It’s December. I think you’re---” “I’b dot sicg.” Suddenly, it was as if his own body was trying to call him out as his nose began to scrunch, a tickle building in the back of his nose. Oh god. No, no, no! “Peter, everyone gets sick. It’s okay for Spider-Man to catch--” “Sbider-Ban catches crooks. Dot…Hehh--d-dot…c-col…” Despite his willpower to stop the inevitable, his body already began to react; chest puffing out, nostrils flaring wide, lashes fluttering as he continued to hitch. “Hehh---HehhHEhhh! hHHEAASSSHHuuee! HRRAASSHHH!!” Two strong, desperate sneezes caused Peter to bend forward, before groaning softly to himself, rapping his knuckles against his pinkish nostrils.

"...Bless you. Maybe you should take the day--"

"Dno, dno, I'm fide! Gotta go, talk to you later!"

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Shaking the memory from his mind, Peter landed on the rooftop of a building. No…no, he couldn’t be getting si..sihhHhh… “hHHEAASSSHHuuee!” His head jerked forward, his body moving with the sneeze, the spray collecting in his mask. “Ugh--*Sdniff!*--Just perfect,” he grumbled, moving the hem of his mask to rest on the bridge of his nose, trying his best to wipe the residue from the rims of his nostrils. His nose felt sore, and he bet if he looked in a mirror, the reflection would match how he felt: miserable. Nose probably reddened, face pale…his nose already felt congested and stuffed up, and he knew it was only a matter of time before-- “---?!”

The thought would have to wait as his body tensed, something inside -- Peter liked to call it his ‘Spidey-Sense’ -- urging him to look down and to the right as he covered his face fully with his mask once more. Lenses narrowed as he saw a group of masked thugs trying to break into a building adjacent to the one he was on. Noticing some of the thugs had -- ugh, guns -- Peter decided it would be best to try a quieter approach to stopping as many of them before getting caught. Flicking his wrist, webbing attached to the corner of the building, and he slowly started descending down. However, his nose didn’t seem to get the memo of ‘stealthy’, a tickle burning in the back of his sinuses. “Ehh…hhHEHHh…! N-no, not nehh--now…!” he mumbled to himself, wriggling his nose in a desperate attempt to quell the tickle, but to no avail; the tickle only continued to grow, surging from the back of his left nostril, soon swarming his entire nose, like angry bees inside his…h-his… “Hehh---HehhHEhhh! hHHEAASSSHHuuee!” Flinching at how...strong the sneeze was, sniffling to try and keep his nose from running, he was shocked the thugs didn’t look up immediately. “Geez, bless you!” “Wha--that wasn’t me! I thought it was you!” Eventually, the thugs looked up, hesitating as they locked eyes with the masked hero, who eventually jumped from his webbed vine, landing gently on the ground. “Uhh…Andyone wan’dto surrender? Dno?” “Geez, you sound like sh--HNNGH!” Spider-Man didn’t even let the thug finish his commentary webbing him to the wall. “Language!” Parker quipped before focusing on the other thugs charging at him. Although his reflexes were a tad slower compared to being in full health, he was still able to dodge, duck, and web up a few of them, despite taking a few punches himself. “Geez, guys! He’s sick! We could totally take him--!” A swift kick to the chest, followed by a flick of Spider-Man’s wrist, and the final thug was webbed to the ground. “Dnot today--” Peter winced at the sound of his own voice. Ugh, he was so stuffed up. Maybe MJ was right. Maybe he should take the day and-- As if MJ had a ‘spidey-sense’ of her own, the sounds of her ringtone filled the air, causing Peter to groan. He wasn’t going to hear the end of this… ------------- “hHHEAASSSHHuuee!” Peter, wrapped in a blanket as if it was his cocoon, shivered on MJ’s couch. “Why the hell didn’t you wear thermals under your suit?!” she groaned from the kitchen. He knew she was making chicken soup, but could he even smell it? No. Because his nose was…i-it was… Grabbing a few tissues, Peter buried his reddened nose into the soft material before releasing three desperate sneezes. “hHHEAASSSHHuuee! hHHEAASSSHHuuee! HehhHEhhh! hHHAAAASSSHHuuee!” Oh god, those were…well, not dry. Blowing his nose, a soft, long gurgling sound could be heard through the clamp of tissues. “I…I forgot.” “No, you didn’t forget, you were stubborn. I know you all too well, Parker…” The concern lining her tone made his shoulders sag. She was right, after all. “Y-yeah…guess y-you’re--ehhHHehh--!” “Bless y-” “HehhHEhhh! hHHEAASSSHHuuee! Thangs,” he said with a low, miserable groan. MJ continued cooking the soup, adding certain spices and stirring occasionally, knowing all too well how bad a Parker cold could be. “I just…I wish you didn’t even go out today,” she sighed, pouring contents into a bowl after turning off the stove. “I don’t want to see you hurt, Peter. I just…I love--?” As she rounded the corner, MJ couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the sleeping Peter, a whistling, stuffy snore coming from his stuffy, cold ridden nose. Sighing, she placed the bowl down on the table, readjusted his blanket, and pressed her lips to his forehead. “I love you, webhead…” she whispered before sitting in the chair, keeping watch over Peter. Her Peter…her Spider-Man.

#snzstory #snzsecretsanta #i hope you like it!#spideysnz #snzfic #oh god why am i so nervous

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kariachi · 3 months

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Okay, some stuff for Alan's maternal family, because because

Lamar and Felicia Ellis had four children- two daughters, two sons- half of whom run the family farm

Their eldest girl- Pamela- got an office job in a city a few hours to the north, while their youngest- Robert- preaches at the local church

While only the family and people involved know what happened in Alan's premiere, that whole church knows somebody did something bigoted that got Father Ellis's ire up because he was preaching hellfire on the topic that next Sunday

The older boy and younger girl- Douglas and Jessica- both run the farm, him out there managing their workers, keeping a physical eye on things, putting in the physical labor, and her working from home managing the numbers, data files, tracking shit, and occasionally coming out to give a hand when needed or give things a once over

All the kids have land that belongs to them personally, generally just a one or two acres that all but Pam live on, but the majority of the family's land is still owned by their parents- who have technically retired from actually working the farm though they're still involved- and will be passed down to them as a group when they pass

The Ellises have their hands in a couple different pies, from crops to livestock- it doesn't so much make them more money as it does make their income more stable (if something goes wrong- which it always can with agriculture- they've got back-up income)

On the crop side you'll see a lot of dent corn that's used on-property (dent corn is the norm for animal feed) but it's generally as part of a rotation with cash crops of soy and tomatoes. You'll also see grapevines in one corner which are sold to local markets for fresh eating

Well, most of them are, Jessie has her own little plot on her land that feeds a homebrew hobby when her children and niblings aren't picking the vines clean for snacks

On the livestock side they do pasture poultry (relatively recent development, but they did the numbers and decided the higher going price for pasture made up for the expenses) and a hybrid dairy/beef system

The older three of the siblings are all married with kids- Pam's got two sons, Doug's got two daughters and a son, Jessie's got three sons and a daughter- while the youngest has neither and isn't really feeling a lack

Only one of his five cousins are Alan's age- his uncle's younger daughter, Jasmine- and the two of them have a 'besties who give each other shit' dynamic as a result of growing up together while also being rivals

While it's variable how much interest the grandchildren have in continuing work with the farm, everybody knows Alan and Jas will be running shit someday

Nine grandkids, two are guaranteed to keep with the farm, two work there in the summer to pay for college but one doesn't intend to stick around and the other is iffy, one is a definite no given the option (nasty pollen allergies and 'I am never pulling another calf fuck you'), and the younger four are all too young to really say

Jason- Jessie's youngest boy and Alan's youngest brother- is the best bet looking at him as of AF but he's also like eight so...

The family is close over all and they all get together at least once a year for Christmas, and every other year for Thanksgiving

Whatever happens, the farm their family has built over generations past is guaranteed to be in good hands going forward

#bencanons

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ddaeng-angmoh · 1 year

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Curse Like Heritage: 2

Summary: Fairies? They apparently weren’t just for kids. The town folk had warned you of a group of young adults that ran about like children, chasing stories and dreams. Despite your childlike curiosity for fairies, you decided to head their warnings and keep away from the odd men. Like the rest of the town, you couldn’t imagine just what could be wrong with the men that they thought folktales and spirits could actually exist. Maybe if you hadn’t touched something that didn’t belong to you, you could have continued ignoring them. Unfortunately, you didn’t have much of a choice. Something weird was happening to you, and they were the only ones who might know what.

TW: None? I think….

A/N: been riding out the month as I housesit for my neighbour. But I finally decided to write after watching a ton of adhd selfhelp tik toks. The Racoon friend helped too- (they keep eating all the cat food I leave out 😫) whenever we see each other we have staring contests as I mime his actions. This thief is cute af. How I could I not want to write. BTS will be in the next chapter, not sure how many members yet though 🤔🤔🤔

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Chapter 2

Puffing out a sigh, You yanked your car into park and stared at the house you had pulled up to. It was truly a gorgeous house. It was old, and cute. Your jaunts on pinterest and animal crossing pulled up words like ‘cottage core’ and ‘fairy core’. That was to say that your temporary abode was idyllic and heavily perfumed. Your Aunt’s front yard was caged in with an old and study fence. The thin slates were overwhelmed by foliage that peaked through the leafage with pale yellow buds. You doubted that was where the sweet scents were blooming from though.

Instead, you were more sure it was the bushes that coiled up from the ground. Ever the horticulturists, you dubbed these bushes the ‘cool dark bushes that every awesome gothic cottage had’. The blue flowers that spilled from the bush were thick and notable. Something you were certain meant ‘hello, I do- in fact- produce too much smells for your poor nose’.

“Yet here we are,’ You said with melancholy. “Approaching a scented doom, with naught a drop of caffeine to mediate it.” Dramatics aside, you really weren’t sure you were ready to take care of the house.

“Well, no time like today.” Yanking the keys from the ignition, you opened the car door and stepped out onto the heated pavement. It was no surprise that the sweet scent of pollen irritated your nose. You rolled your nose with your scrunching to ease the imagined pollen dust that tickled it. “Nature. You are truly as beautiful as you are horrendous.” You declared before slamming the driver car door shut. “I’ll treat you as best I can, but you should invite some friends if you can. I’m not the best at gardening, and you’re all too beautiful to die.”

As expected, the garden around you had no response. The only answer was a cool breeze that ruffled your clothes and soothed the scorch of the sun.

“Of course I’ll do my best. It’s just a warning.” You sang out as you grabbed your suitcases from the back of your car. “I hope you don’t mind me talking to you, studies show that most everything responds well to positive auditory stimuli.” You said as you closed the door with another slam. “You’ll hear a lot of me the next few months. You will even grow tired of my voice, I promise.” You dragged your suitcases across the pebbled driveway, finding an odd peace from the agitated sound.

“Wonder what a normal person would be saying to you guys.” You pondered as you pushed your way through the small gate off the driveway, and down the small walkway. Entering the small front yard made it obvious that no matter how wild the yard looked, it was exceptionally planned. The thick mulch path was well groomed, bordered by vibrant near incandescent blooms. They sprouted from delicate stalks in fragile clusters. Each blossom was smaller than a ladybug, cute and sweet. You longed to trim a few to bring inside, but ignored the temptation.

It was already evening, and you were tired.

You had planned to be at the house and settled much sooner. Arriving at the coffee shop was meant to be a delightful stop for liquid adrenaline. You would then drive to the house, relax on the front porch with the coffee, and allow yourself to take in the garden. You had imagined a lovely hour of daydreaming and humming as you read. Then unpacking in peace with your music blasting, and your anti-stimulation earplugs rested in your ears.

It had been a lovely plan. One that was languid and peaceful. It was meant to let you take in your responsibilities without the actual need to do them.

Yet here you were thrumming with stress after having watched a barista collapse in front of you. You scowled as you kicked mulch onto the front porch with your heavy steps. “Disgusting people, who let’s someone just collapse all alone like that. They all disappeared like cockroaches after the ambulance left. Zero empathy.” You said with a growl, aggressively kicking the mulch off the porch. The stinging scent of the mulch assaulted you, but you shook it off just as you did everything else.

Brushing off the fleeing emotions, you eyed the creamy wood with pinched brows. “How does she even keep it this clean?” Pouting, you dragged your suitcase across the porch. “Does she mop it or something? How can something look so rustically clean.” Whining you pulled the spare keys from your pocket, letting the familiar tinkling of the bells on your keychain ground you. “I’m not mopping a porch, saying this here and now.”

Yet as much as you tried to focus on the here and now, on the pretty house you had entered, and the dreamy yard you had left behind- you found yourself thinking of the boy. The man, you supposed. You were no longer a child, and he was most certainly older than you. If only by a few years, but enough that you knew he wasn’t a boy. He was an adult- like you.

“I certainly don’t feel like an adult.” You grumbled as you shoved the first suitcase down the hall. You realized belatedly that it was a bad idea to let it roll on it’s own as you watched it spin down the hall before crashing to the floor. “Seriously?” A high pitched whine left your lips before you shut the front door, locking it behind you. “What kind of idiot just tosses a suitcase down the hall like that.” Yet as you said that, you found your hands clasping the second suitcase, mere moments from a violent shove and a repeat of the first event.

“No, no, not today.” You released the suitcase and pointed at it like a stern nanny would a misbehaving child. “We are not doing this. You will be pleasantly guided down the hall and there will be no antics.” You were thankful you were alone in the house, the last thing was someone hearing you scold a inanimate object for something you had done.

Trudging over to the case that had crashed it’s way through the hall, you found yourself pulling the odd stone from your pocket. Your thumb rubbed it’s cool surface and you felt a thrum of peace at the soothing sensation. “I wonder if he’s okay.” The rock remained as unimpressive as it had when you first picked it up, and you felt guilt just as strongly now as you had then. “I’ll take you to back to him, I promise.” You felt something clench in your chest even as you said that.

You couldn’t give it to him. You couldn’t. It was yours.

“I wonder if the hospital here is big, it must not be.” Your fingers were clenched around the stone, growing white even as you hauled your suitcase up off the floor with your spare hand. “I don’t even know his name. But that’s fine. Hospitals are simple.” You had been to enough to know that they were stern, but helpful. You could find him fairly easily. Yet you found yourself placing the rock back in your pocket with a grimace. All you had to do, was let the rock go.

Even if it was yours.

“Tomorrow, I’ll do it tomorrow. I promise.”

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