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The annual BAU Halloween Costume Competition (Spencer Reid x fem!Bau reader)
Summary: Spencer wants to win a costume competition, but wins your heart instead.
Word Count: 2.6K
Warnings: Other than cursing? extreme fluff.
A/N: Happy Halloreid and Gublerween everyone!! and if you celebrate it, happy Ieroween as well!
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No one could ever say Penelope Garcia threw lousy Halloween parties. They were always fun, with the best food and theme. Over the years, she had organized incredible celebrations for the entire BAU family. It was her moment to shine. Decorations were always spot on, the altar was always ready for pictures of long-lost loved ones. There were theme cocktails and food, but by far, the most important event of the night was the Halloween costume competition.
It had started as a joke during their first Halloween celebration, and over the years, it had turned into the main event of the night. Each year, Penelope made sure she had a prize for the winner of first place and a little something for second and third. In fact, she usually got something for everybody who participated in the party, 'cos that's the kind of host Garcia was.
And that year wasn't the exception.
The entire team was excited about the celebration. They needed a moment to relax after the last couple of cases they had had. Well, the entire team except for Spencer Walter Reid. Instead of looking forward to the celebration, he was freaking out trying to find the best costume to finally win the BAU Costume Competition. Why? because he was the only member of the team who had never won first place. Hell! He never even got second or third. He just got a participation price every year. And he hated it.
Halloween was Spencer's favorite holiday. He wasn't really into Christmas, it was too emotional and it reminded him of all the holidays he spent alone with his mother growing up, and how sometimes she wouldn't even remember it was Christmas. New Year wasn't his type of celebration 'cos he wasn't a party guy. He didn't enjoy clubbing and his definition of a fun evening included a bunch of books, herbal tea, and his couch. Not to mention Valentines. That was a miserable holiday for Reid. He never had a date that day, and the only girl he wanted to ask out was - at least according to his own words - way out of his league. So, to sum it up, Spencer's favorite holiday was Halloween and he couldn't even win a work costume competition.
He felt it was personal that year. He had to win. He had to have his moment of joy.
- "See you all guys tonight in my house!"- Garcia was beaming as she stood in front of the team that October 31st during their daily morning meeting.- "Everything is ready! We are going to have so much fun!"
- "We'll be there at seven. Savannah is very excited."- Morgan clapped his hands once and chuckled- "And you can all forget about winning this year's costume contest, 'cos me and my girl are gonna kill it."
- "I don't know, me and Will have a matching costume that could be the best one yet."- JJ smiled confidently at Morgan and Spencer frowned.
- "Do couples' costumes get more points?"- the young doctor asked, confused.
- "No, but they are fun!"- Garcia explained with a huge grin. - "Do you have your costume ready, boy wonder?"
- "Yes, and I don't mean to get cocky, but I'm sure this year you are all going to be amazed."- Reid answered with a smirk on his face.
- "No more Doctor Who then?"- Emily teased, chuckling- "You didn't knit any scarf this year."
- "My knitting skills are saved for Whovian's conventions only."- Spencer replied, making Em laugh. - "And I won't say a thing about my costume, it will be a surprise."
- "Hey, Spencer."- Garcia whispered and grabbed his sleeve as they all walked out of the briefing room, forcing him to stay behind with her.- "I was wondering if you are planning to ask (Y/N) out, or if you are going together to the party."
And Spencer's heart stopped. He opened his eyes and stared at his friend in disbelief. Not that he thought no one knew about his crush on his teammate. He just wasn't ready to deal with it just yet.
- "Ok, breathe, Reid!"- Garcia shook his arm as he nearly panicked in silence, standing in front of her. - "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but it's getting painful to watch. She likes you too!"
- "I don't... I don't feel."- Spencer tried to rearrange the words in his head, but failed. Instead, all he managed to do was frown and sigh.
- "Wow, an IQ of 187 slashed to nothing just like that. It's amazing. You hear the legends about it, but when you see it happen, it's disturbing."- Penelope did her best not to laugh at Spencer's humiliated face. His cheeks were burning as he kept trying to explain what was happening inside his brilliant brain.
- "You don't get it, I can't ask (Y/N) out! We work together! We are on the same FBI team! What if it doesn't work? What if I lose my friend all because I thought I had a shot with her? or worse! What if she doesn't like me that way, and she laughs in my face? How do I work with her after that?"
- "But how do you live with yourself now?"- Garcia whispered after Spencer's speech.- "You are alone, loving a girl in silence. That's even worse than failing. That's just being miserable."
Spencer didn't reply. He stared at Garcia in silence as she cut him a short smile and gave him a small hug.
- "I know you love Halloween, maybe tonight could be your night."
That poor man just wanted to win a simple Halloween costume contest, and now he wasn't sure he actually wanted to go to that celebration.
Spencer took his time getting ready for the party. He had picked a Beetlejuice costume that went with his crazy natural hair. He did his makeup, put on the stripped suit, combed his crazy hair, and stared at his reflection in the mirror.
- "You might not get the girl tonight, but you are getting your first prize in that costume competition."- he assured himself in the mirror before leaving his bathroom, ready to go to Garcia's.
- "Reid! Wait for me!"- (Y/N) shouted as she ran to cross the street, holding her bag and wig in place. Spencer turned and stared at her, feeling the wind was knocked out of his lungs. She looked hot. Not good. Hot. Smoking hot. So hot he couldn't help but scan her outfit up and down before he even tried to speak. She was dressed as Lydia Deetz, wearing a red dress that hugged her body in all the right places.
- "Wh... wh... w... wow."- that was all he could say when she smiled at him staring at his costume.
- "I know, right?! I can't believe we are matching!! I had no idea you were coming as Beetlejuice!"
- "I... when I... I really... wow."- Spencer was glad no one could see him making a fool out of himself. Well. no one but the co-worker he loved. Yet, he knew if Morgan or Rossi saw him, it would be worse.
- "You look amazing, Spencer!"- (Y/N) smiled and rubbed his arm as he just stared at her, trying to form an intelligent sentence.
- "Thank you, so do you."- that was all he managed to say. (Y/N) continued smiling as she walked inside the building and into the elevator. Spencer just followed her in silence, trying to make his brain function again.
- "Oh my god!! You look amazing (Y/N)!"- Garcia nearly yelled as she opened the door and found her teammates in the hall. - "And! Oh, Jesus!! You are matching costumes too! This is amazing!"- Spencer smiled, awkwardly, thinking his friend was already one or two cocktails in, which meant that in about half an hour she was potentially going to start embarrassing him in front of (Y/N).
- "So you really wanted the extra point for matching costumes?"- JJ teased Spencer as he and (Y/N) walked into the apartment.
- "You said there were no extra points!"- he replied immediately, hoping no one would start teasing him right away. Because, obviously they would.
- "There are no extra points, but there is extra fun when you get back home."- Morgan teased him, holding Savannah's waist as she stood next to him.- "Is that your plan too, kids?"
- "You guys look amazing!"- (Y/N) ignored Derek's comment and smiled at them. They were dressed as Aladdin and Princess Jazmine.
- "Not really creepy, though."- Spencer added.- "And Halloween is the night to be creepy."
- "You are creepy all year long."- Morgan's snarky comment was ignored when Garcia walked over with drinks for everybody. JJ and Will were dressed as Harley Quinn and The Joker, Rossi was dressed as Dracula, Hotch was Neo, from Matrix, Emily was Mia Wallace from Pulp Fiction, and Garcia was Tiffany, Chucky's girlfriend. Sergio, her cat, was walking around the apartment in a tiny Chucky costume.
If you asked Spencer, he was sure he had a chance to win the competition that year. If only he could focus on it. But with (Y/N) dressed as his character's bride, dancing with Em and JJ, he had trouble thinking clearly.
- "Ok, loverboy. How did you manage to keep it in the dark about this?"- Derek asked Spencer after an hour or so into the celebration. Reid was standing next to a table, holding a drink and staring at (Y/N) dancing, not even being subtle.
- "About what?"
- "You two are clearly together. When did that happen?"
- "What? No... we... I am... she doesn't. We aren't.... no!"- he tried to explain and failed in the process. Derek raised an eyebrow staring at him, and Reid made his best effort to explain his mind. - "We didn't plan this, it just happened. I had no idea she was gonna show up dressed as Lydia."
- "Kid, you don't have to lie anymore. I'm glad things worked your way."
- "We are not together. She doesn't... we haven't. It.. it's not gonna happen, Ever!"- Spencer wanted to storm out, but he stayed still. Instead of leaving, he turned around and looked at the table, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room. Morgan walked a step closer and stood next to his friend.
- "You didn't plan this? You are not dating?"- and Reid just shook his head,- "And what are you waiting for?"
- "It's not gonna work."
- "Of course it won't. Not if you have a lousy attitude. She loves you, stop being a coward and kiss her."
- "Easy for you to say, no girl has ever rejected you."
- "Come on, kid. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. As far as I know, she likes you too. Now go there and ask her to dance."- before Spencer could argue, Morgan walked away. And the young doctor stood there, staring at the guacamole bowl, not able to move.
- "What caught your eyes?"- (Y/N)'s voice nearly gave him a heart attack. She just stood next to him with a big smile and stared at the food on the table.- "Hungry?"
- "I'm... I'm... the cheese board looks great."- he mumbled and mentally facepalmed himself for making such a stupid comment.
- "It does! Garcia has really outdone herself this year. And last year was already pretty awesome."- Spencer didn't reply, he just stared at the food, avoiding eye contact, in a desperate attempt to keep his brain working. But (Y/N) just sighed, and after a few seconds of silence, she just walked away. Reid closed his eyes and bit his lips.
- "Well done, asshole. You really know how to look like a jerk."- he argued with himself.
- "Everybody! Get together! we are gonna vote for this year's best costume!"- Penelope clapped a few times and stood in front of the group, next to the altar with pictures of their loved ones.
- "As every year, we'll choose the winner with our clap-o-meter"- which they didn't really have, but the costume with the louder reaction from the team was the winner.
- "First we have the Joker and Harley Quinn."- JJ and Will walked to the front and the entire room started clapping.
- "Then we have Aladdin and Jasmine."- Morgan held Savannah's hand and walked in front of their friends. Everybody clapped as Savannah did a little dance and Morgan rubbed a golden lamp. Spencer looked at (Y/N), she was clapping and smiling, looking as happy as ever.
- "Next one, Beetlejuice and Ly..."
- "No!"- Spencer interrupted Garcia, raising his arm.- "We didn't come together as a couple."- and as soon as he delivered those words, Spencer turned and looked at (Y/N). Her smile was long gone from her face. Instead, she stared at him in shock. She was hurt, she was embarrassed. And most of all, she was storming out of the apartment.
- "Shit!"- Spencer whispered as she quickly followed her, as all their friends stared at them in silence. They were all thinking pretty much the same: he had fucked it up and he better fixed it.
- "(Y/N) wait!"- Spencer ran after her and held her arm before she reached the stairs.-
- "No, Spencer! I'm done! I know you hate me, but you don't have to be so mean! I thought we could work together and be civil, but clearly, you don't stand me! So, please! let me go home so you can enjoy your evening at peace."
Spencer stared at her in shock. That's what he had accomplished. That she thought he hated her. And all because he didn't know how to act around her anymore.
- "(Y/N), no. I don't hate you."
- "Don't lie! You are just gonna make it worse. I know you hate me, you never talk to me, you walk away whenever I show up, and clearly, you don't wanna participate in a silly costume competition with me!"- (Y/N) pulled her arm from Spencer's hand and started walking down the stairs. But before she could go too far, Spencer held her hand and stopped her.
- "I don't hate you, I fucking love you! I have no idea how to act when you are around! I can't even speak when you are looking at me!"- he blurted out, not even thinking. (Y/N) stared at him, frowning. None of them said a word for a few seconds until she managed to whisper.
- "What?"
- "I... love... I love you."- Spencer repeated, in a softer voice. (Y/N) took a step closer and tried to read his face, looking for any sign of deceit. But there wasn't. Instead, he stared at her in adoration, waiting to see if his words had had any kind of effect on her.
- "You do?"- she asked, and Spencer blinked, nodding- "'Cos I love you too. So much."- she whispered, blushing.
- "You... do?"- Spencer nearly choked with the words. (Y/N) nodded and smiled, as the two of them fell silent one more time
- "Now kiss the girl, damn it!!"- Rossi yelled from inside the apartment, making them giggle. Spencer held (Y/N)'s hand and moved closer to her, staring right at her lips. She smiled in anticipation and nearly had a heart attack when she felt Spencer's lips on hers, kissing her so slowly, carefully, and sweetly, like she was made of crystal.
After a few seconds, they moved apart from each other and simply smiled, still in disbelief.
- "Do you... wanna go back inside?"- (Y/N) whispered, and pointed to Garcia's apartment.
- "Or... would you like to go out on a date?"- Spencer suggested, and her eyes shone in excitement.
- "A date on Halloween sounds like the best plan ever. But I thought this year you wanted to win the costume contest."
- "A date with you is the best prize ever."- Spencer replied and held her hand, leading the way downstairs.
#spencer reid#criminal minds#mgg#babymetaldoll writes#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid x fem!bau reader#hardcore fluff
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I feel rather excited for the alpha neteyam x beta reader, can we have a little sneak peak?
Absolutely! This alpha neteyam request has a beautiful story which has led to it being ove thirty pages and counting haha😅 I will warn y'all now, this fic is going to have a lot of angst. Luckily there is some good fluff and smut to make it all better🥰
Sneak Peak of "Withered" (coming soon)
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“Neteyam, what are you doing? I thou-”
“Where are you injured?” You twitched when he reached a hand out to inspect your flicking tail too. Confusion swarmed within you. You had sputtered and struggled to put together a full sentence.
“It has been three days, Tanhi. I blew one day off as exhaustion or a fluke and the second as pure coincidence but surely only an injury would keep you away from the hunt for three days.” His eyes finally met yours again when there was no wound to be found. His tall frame had towered over yours as he reached out to cup your cheek.
That familiar warmth and adoration you had for him had returned within an instant.
You stepped back, successfully out of his grasp.
“I’m fine.” You replied simply.
His tail swatted in the humid air and those golden orbs had squinted into slits. The focused attention of that look full of suspicion was enough to hold you down to your spot. You swallowed the lump in your throat and as you tried desperately to keep the fidgeting at bay. It was one of the few times you were grateful to be beta because surely an omega would shrivel under the pressure of his looming presence.
“I don’t like when you lie to me, Tahni. Now tell me why I’ve had to go without my little star for three whole days.” Neteyam placed his hands sternly upon his hips, ears twitching forward as if preparing to take in your explanation. An explanation that you felt could not be shared. Doing so was bound to undermine your plans, completely destroying the efforts that had been made.
“The group seems to be more than sufficient without my guidance.” You don’t dare to meet his eyes, your own orbs trained at the ground instead. In a moment’s notice his sculpted body is once again inches away from yours. His warmth came off of him in waves, along with the heady aura of alpha pheromones.
You couldn’t hold back the shiver that ran down your spine when he placed heavy hands on your shoulders and bent over your frame till you could feel his calm breath against your ear. Neteyam’s tail wrapped around your thigh. A part of your brain told you to run, understanding that alluring danger that awaited you, while the other yearned to curl up against his impressive physique.
You couldn’t understand how any omega managed to be around this male without completely dropping to their knees.
Suddenly you had some sympathy for the girls that had always fawned over him.
“Tell me the truth, sevin.” The heated words tickled at your ears and made your heart skip a beat. It was foolish to think that there was any chance of lying to Neteyam, the mighty warrior that walked with the confidence of the supernatural.
So you did.
You had scrambled to messily explain how it would be best if the two of you spent less time together. Unfortunately this unrehearsed synopsis included an approach that painted yourself as the foolish beta with a crush on the Omatikaya prince and therefore unable to handle herself around him. It was not the perspective you had hoped for, but it was the only one that could have been presented in your state of jumbled thought.
Neteyam shook his head, an almost fond smile upon his lips.
“Tahni, you really do not like to make things easy for me.” A bitter laugh escaped his throat. The sound put you slightly on edge but there was no trace of anger in his expression. Amusement was easily perceivable in the raise of his hairless eyebrows. He had taken your humiliating and pathetic explanation in stride, in fact, he had found humor in it.
“I thought I’ve made myself clear.” You were swooped into the encirclement of his arms in one quick motion. You squeaked and braced yourself against the warm muscles of his abdomen. “You are the mate I seek.”
His words had thrown you into a spiral, your heartstrings plucking into rhythms of heightened emotion. It was almost too much to take in. A part of you still found security in denying these bold claims but there had been too much evidence at that point. Neteyam Sully had in fact been courting you.
His head lowered, nuzzling at your face until you finally looked up at him. Your lips were only a breath apart.
“If you’ll have me.” Neteyam whispered.
This little snippet is subject to small changes.
Thank you to the anon that requested this one shot (hopefully you know i'm talking about you😚). Writing this has been so fun and also very emotional. I can't wait to finally finish and have everyone see it <3
#y'all are not ready for this fic#big time angst#hardcore fluff#sweet smut#omegaverse#alpha neteyam#beta reader#neteyam x reader#neteyam smut#avatar wow#avatar smut#avatar fanfiction#neteyam sully#neteyam#neteyam fluff#neteyam angst#aged up neteyam#neteyam x you
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Jealousy
Word count: 1k
Summary: Eddie is jealous about you hanging around Steve but he doesn’t know about the crush you’ve had on him for years.
Contains: Profanity, Fluff, jealous boys
Yn, Yn, Yn. Eddies crush since 6th grade, he doesn’t know why he liked you this long but something about you just attracted him more. When he developed the crush in 6th he didn’t talk to you all of middle but when you got High School it changed.
He noticed you started sitting by yourself a lot more and didn’t talk to many people, so using ‘The Eddie Charm’ he came up to you one day during lunch in freshman year and ever since you’ve became best friends.
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Now it’s Senior year and of course you and Eddie are still close friends but you’ve met more people so decided to sit with them some days. Robin and Steve had became some of your close friends too but according to Eddie they’re “Dipshits” because of their social status which isn’t that high… well at least for Robin.
You had notice the way Eddie acted around Steve like protective? Which I understand maybe he doesn’t want his best friend to be stolen. But sometimes I pretend he’s being a protective boyfriend yes I know pathetic. He’s just such a nice guy better than others I’ve met, My crush began on Eddie in 7th grade when I noticed him peeking from books or just plain staring at me.
But I just thought he wanted to be friends and clearly I was right because look where we are. The bestest of friends and owners of the Hellfire club, but me being the hopeless romantic I am that crush has still not gone away. So I distract myself with hanging around new people which is good right?
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Eddie was waiting for Yn to enter the cafeteria he had big news. He finally made club shirts and he wanted to make sure she liked the design. But as you entered his smile dropped when he saw you huddled up with Harrington going to the table you sit at sometimes.
He played with his food with a fork having a smug look on his face annoyed “So Yn’s been sitting over there a lot” he said to the boys really talking to himself. “Yeah I guess why?” Mike said looking at you across his shoulder.
“Oh nothing it just seems like she’s in love with Steve or something” he scoffed staring at you not even trying to hide it. “I mean yeah but she doesn’t like Steve” Dustin said by accident holding his mouth closed. “So who does she like Henderson” Eddie came closer to his face intimidating him.
“Ive spoke to much!” He yelled putting his head down “Mike?” He arched a brow “I dont know man just ask her” Eddie stood up walking around in circles. How could Yn tell Freshman’s about her crush and not even her best friend? “Hell no I don’t care i was just asking” Ed rolled his eyes.
“Mhm then why are you walking back n forth staring at her like she’s your dinner?” Dustin snickered. “I am not!” He jumped turning back at Henderson. “I’m just gonna go say hi to my bestie westie” he smiled harshly mocking the teenage girls here.
“oh god” Mike whispers. “Yn Hi!” Eddie clapped plopping onto the seat right next to you making yourself jump. “Hey Ed’s sorry I didn’t sit with you today Steve had something important to tell me” Steve smirked at Eddie while he gave him a death stare.
“Oh really? What did he want to tell you sweetheart?” It was now Harrington’s turn to give a deathly stare as Eddie called you little Pet names. “He hasn’t told me yet go ahead Steve” she smiled. Oh god shes gonna be the death of Munson if he sees you smile again its the cutest thing.
“Uh well Yn.. Would you like to go out sometime?” He coughed trying to hide his red face. As Robin looked at you in fear knowing your crush on Eddie “Oh um I actually like someone Steve I’m sorry..” Both boys quickly turned there heads to you, Eddie was in fear not believing you actually had a crush.
“WHO?” Munson yelled accidentally “Ow Ed’s plus no one can know.. Only Robin and the boys” they both squinted their eyes at the short haired girl “What I was sworn to keep it a secret” she shrug and Eddie left the table in disbelief and so did Steve only turning the opposite way. “Awkwarddd” Robin said making me laugh nervously.
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We just finished our meeting after school and as the boys left it was only me and Eddie left cleaning up the messes we all made. He had been more quiet this time of course he was still Eddie but he wasn’t the dramatic one he is everyday just sitting in his seat the whole time.
“Yn” He looked up from sweeping “Yes?” I ask cleaning the table off. “be serious who do you like?” His face was red he was nervous. The way he was standing proved it Eddie is never nervous. I take a deep breath knowing I had to let the truth out at some point.
“You” I whisper as his mouth drops I immediately take it as rejection. “I’m sorry Eddie thats why I never told you I knew it would ruin our friendship” my face heated up as he came closer.
“Your serious? You like me Eddie Munson?” His smiled slightly “Yeah since like 7th grade” I chuckle feeling some of the pressure lift. “Holy Shit! Holy fucking shit no way” he lifted me in the air quickly then started to dance wildly.
“Oh my god Yn I’ve liked you since freaking 6th grade” he had the biggest smile on his face “really?” It was my time to be confused “Uh duh its not like your the coolest and prettiest girl in Hawkins.. THE WOLRD” he spun around with his arms out like a airplane.
You couldn’t help but chuckle getting the boy of your dreams. “So this means?” He turned to me quickly “Yn would you give me the pleasure of being the best and only boyfriend for the rest of our lives” he smiled looking down at you moving the hair from your face.
“That would be amazing Munson” you showing a wide smile. He lifted you once more giving you the biggest kiss you could handle holding your cheek tightly it felt like nothing could come between you two.
I guess all it takes is time.
#eddie x reader#eddie x y/n#eddie munson#Eddie#eddie the freak munson#Munson#stranger things#friends to lovers#jealousy#Hardcore fluff#Mike Wheeler#Dustin Henderson#steve harrington#robin buckley#Stranger things 4#Season 4
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Only like ... 60% of them were actually legible lbh
#hualian#tian guan ci fu#heaven official's blessing#xie lian#hua cheng#tgcf#digital art#fanart#comic art#shart from the heart#even with only 40% there was a busy day of butterfly kisses and snuggling rest assured#I need to reread the tgcf extas#i love me the hardcore pining but I’m a fuckin but for established relationship fluff#if anyone has the entire series so I don’t have to wait for the physical copies (and cause seven seas is being a fuck about unions)#I’d greatly appreciate
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Lock Down | Tony Stark
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader Insert, T.S x Fem! Reader x Older x Younger Characters, Tony Stark x Y/n! Reader
Word Count: 2,000+
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, SMUT, Dom! Tony Stark,Sub! reader, Rough Sexual Intercourse, Explicit Language, brief smacking, ‘Daddy’ Name calling, semi-Slow burn (not really), Kinky Sex, Hair pulling, Scratching, Explicit Sexual read, Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it!)
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Overriding the passcode to the lab since your lovely boyfriend Tony Stark officially locked himself in the lab because of stress with a new Iron Man suit.
The doors open to the lab as you step into the cold lab you see in the one single spotlight on above a hunched-over man on the table mumbling to himself as it looks like he’s trying to assemble part of a new Arc Reactor into the Iron Man suit with holograms all around him to help his work.
Setting down the tray of Tony’s favorite food on his desk that’s filled with little gadgets that you assume are new because you’ve never seen them before.
Quietly walking up to him as much as your heels allow as you stand behind him watching him build and solder a piece of metal together. It’s fascinating to you that Tony can get so lost in his work and look so beautiful while doing it, so laser-focused in his eyes with his eyebrows scrunched inward because he’s trying to make sense or putting together pieces of information in his mind, the wrinkles that appear on his forehead as his face goes relaxed.
Clearing your mind as you watch Tony's hand move to an object and your hand quickly covers the object as your free left hand snakes up his shoulder.
"Mhmm" Tony hums as he slowly looks at you and he places his hand on top of yours making you smile at him.
"Hi, how are you doing?" You ask gently and Tony gives you a look as his glasses tilt slightly.
"This Arc Reactor is not responding to the suit and I have no idea why…" Tony says quietly to you as you just nod knowing nothing about how all of this works. You're a SHIELD agent, you fight and try to save the world from aliens if possible.
"Anyways, it’s not your problem. What are you doing here?" Tony asks as he turns to you and you hand them the tray of food, which is two cheeseburgers and fries and onion rings.
"To Bring you your favorite food, thought you might need it. Put on a tray to be fancy" You joke with a weird mimic of an upper-class voice in the word ‘fancy’ making Tony smile but he doesn't laugh and he always laughs at your silliness or jokes. That's when you know he’s stressed as you watch him grab a cheeseburger and take a few quick bites as he shoves some of the fries in his mouth before turning around to the piece of the suit.
"…Tony…" you say but he goes back to soldering making you frown as you look around finding the plus as you quickly pull it out of the outlet making Tony instantly look up.
"What was that for?" Tony asks quickly as he reaches for the plug.
"Take a break! Eat something! Stop locking yourself in the lab!" You say him as you throw the plus across the room causing the soldering pen to fly across the table and fall off so Tony won’t touch it.
Tony giving you a wide-eyed look like he always does when he is stressed and when you decide to give him a break.
"Y/n-….Urghhhh" Tony groans out in frustration as he goes to get the tool but you quickly stop getting in between him and the table.
"No. Take a break." You say to him
"Make me! I need to finish this!" Tony says to you but you push him back.
"No, you’re not. Not today." You say and Tony stares at you.
"And who is going to stop me?" Tony asks and you smirk at him.
"I am, So take a break…" you say and Tony stares into your eyes as you stare back and your hands go to him.
"It will be good for you to clear your, Tone…" you say quietly as your hands slowly go underneath his shirt as he looks down at your hands.
"…y/n….I-I… I don’t have the time…I’m on a deadline." Tony says very quietly and you just chuckle.
"A deadline that’s next week…you have time and enough time to take out your frustrations too." You say as your hands skilled in what they do back off and come out of Tony's shirt as they pull your buttoned-up blouse out of pencil pencil-tight skirt, and start unbuttoning the buttons.
Tony watches you as you help you with buttons there and then until your breasts in a beautiful red lace bra are revealed.
"Take a break…it won’t be too bad." You say in the quietness that filled the air.
Tony's hands go to your waist as he lifts you to the lab table quickly. He takes one hand and clears the table with his arm by throwing everything off in one swoop with his arm, not caring about his work.
"You’re right, a break is what I need…Hey, Jarvis…Shut down the lab with soundproof…no one enters." Tony demands from his A. I just chime as the windows, doors, and glass all go dark and black with security screens from within the glass that Tony somehow installed and shut with security locks.
Staring at you as you feel his fingers crawl up your bare stomach now as his fingers hook underneath your bra and chase around to the hooks on the back that he undoes his one shot your bra falling as Tony yanks your shirt and bra off now, throwing them across the giant lab.
Tony's other hand, slides up your thigh underneath your skirt as he feels no underwear causing him to smirk, you planned this. The older man fingers gently caress your pussy causing you to shudder in pleasure for a moment as you hold your lips close so nothing can escape from them.
Seeing that smirk made your breath hitch in the quiet lab as Tony's eyes carefully trailed you up.
"Oh, no underwear…mhm that’s bad, baby girl…what if someone else saw what’s mine?" Tony questions and you just chuckle.
"Trust me, no one did…took them off right before I came in here…" you say with a smirk on your face as Tony grabs your chin tightly almost making your lips pucker as he forces you to look at him.
"You’re a brat…planning this so I can just fuck all my frustrations out on you," Tony says and you just stare at him.
"Yes." You choke out.
"How badly do you want?" He asks
"I want it hard, daddy." You choke out and Tony smirks at you as he lets go of your chin. It's bright red from his fingers.
"What else do you want?" He asks as he sees your hands slip into his pants you can see the growing tension in his pants.
"To please you daddy…" you say confidently as you push Tony back from you as you slip off the lab table completely undoing his pant button and zipper as his pants fall exposing his underwear and underneath with his hard and his growing cock.
Grabbing Tony's shoulder as you turn him around, pushing him against the table as he stares at you going down to your knees as your fingers hook the hem of his boxers and pull them down as a red throbbing big cock leaking precum springs out in front of your face making you smile. Hands grasping his cock firmly at the base as you start pumping him fast and hard making him groan out Tony's hands go to the side of the table to grip onto them as he looks down watching you as you lick your lips.
Sticking your tongue out as you lick one long strip onto his cock as Tony groans more at that sensation of your tongue as your wrap your whole mouth around him as you slowly started bobbing your head up and down on his cock causing Tony to groan out more audible moans.
Hearing his moans encouraged you even more by each one as you started sucking wildly causing Tony's hand to grab a fistful of your hair as your hands went down to hold onto his thighs tightly.
"OH FUCK! How did you get so good at this, baby? God" Tony moans out loudly as you feel him jerk himself inside your mouth making you look up at him. Bobbing your head wildly faster again as you feel Tony thrust his hips into your mouth causing his cock to hit the back of your throat you immediately felt tears well into the back of your eyes but you couldn’t care less about those tears as you for gag as Tony pushes your head into his cock making you gag even more as your mouth made his cock disappear making groan out.
Tony held your head there as your tongue swirled all around his cock and the tip like a lollipop before Tony removed your head and your mouth with a loud pop coming from the suction you had.
"I want you to take all this cum in you…You’re gonna take it, baby." Tony growls as he lifts you by your hair causing you to smile.
"U-…Y-Yesssss, Tonyyy." You slightly moan out as you suddenly feel yourself against the table staring out into the lab as Tony rips your pencil skirt off of you. Tony smacks your ass roughly a couple of times causing you to yelp as he flips you around making you look at him.
Your hands go to Tony's shoulders as he slides right into he lifts into the table causing you to moan out as your free right-hand goes up to his hair and slides through it as you gently pull his hair in pleasure as your left hand and arm go underneath Tony arm and land on his back as your nails meet his back fairly quickly with his second push into you without warning.
Feeling tight hands on your hips as Tony pushes you into his cock as he starts thrusting, pushing your tightly sealed mouth to moan out and your nails dig into his back a bit more.
The thrusts started to pick up even more causing you to moan even more as you closed your eyes still gently tugging on Tony's hair and your nails dragging against his back because you didn’t know what to do with your hairs.
Clenching around Tony tightly causes him to groan as he starts losing himself he puts a hand on your breasts massaging them as he continues to thrust and thrust wildly into you making you a moaning mess, making you get so so so much closer.
“Oh god…I’m almost there..” you moan out, and as you let go of Tony's hair he pulls you up kissing you passionately as you kiss back.
“Fuck….me too…” Tony moans out as she continues to thrusts as they get sloppier, more drawn out as he starts slamming into you harder as his cock starts to twitch in you. Tony slams into you in more time as you start cumming all along his cock he begincumming inside of you quickly causing him to groan out.
Staring at Tony as you smile at him he very slowly pulls out of you making you whimper at the emptiness. Sitting up from the table as you sit on the edge and feel Tony's cum ooze out of you as he watches with a smirk and as he leans in kisses you again as holds you close to him.
“Was that a nice break?” You ask and Tony nods.
“Oh baby, it was perfect.” Tony says as you chuckle softly hopping down from the lab table.
“Wanna take more of a break in the shower?” You ask and Tony smirks softly
“Deadline isn’t until next week…I can make some room..” Tony says with a smirk as you grab clothes and quickly go to the private back way of the lab that leads straight to your bedroom with Tony he laughs while following you.
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Girl Dad! Jean Kirstein
He's thrilled when your daughter chooses both dance and soccer - two very different aesthetics.
He watches a million YouTube videos on different intricate hairstyles for you daughter's dance recital.
She performs her dance routine for you and him in the living room. She's only six so she's falling all over the place, but that doesn't stop Jean from clapping at everything she does.
By the time the recital comes around, this man has memorized every part of her routine and knows what each move is called.
He and Connie go feral trying to get a front row seat and make sure the place has accommodations for Levi's wheelchair.
Jean, Connie and Levi are all looking quite dapper with bow ties for the recital and they're all holding flowers for her.
For soccer practice and games, he's the ultimate snack dad. Dude's got every possible snack in a giant reusable bag and a cooler full of water and Gatorade.
You and Levi frequently have to hit Jean in the head when he gets too amped up for her soccer games ("she's six for god's sake, chill out!!").
When she falls and gets hurt, he's the first one to run on the field and make sure she's okay. You both take her out for ice cream after.
That moment when your daughter's face gleams with determination on the soccer field? Jean's obsessed with it because that's when she reminds him of you.
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Just saw your post about your almost own Konig. Can you make some headcanons about Konig being the sweet quiet butcher at the store? Could be a customer or a coworker vibing?
thank you lovely anon for this ask~
SFW answered below the cut! i'm definitely not giggling at 1am as i write this
also i took the inspiration from the sweet quiet butcher who liked me when i worked at a grocery store, so thank you to him (he really was so sweet tho....)
butcher!konig who couldn't take his eyes off of you on your first day working at the grocery store you'd been going to for years. the way you looked so eager to learn from your coworkers, and the way you smiled at customers just captured his heart. how you always came in with your hair nicely done and smelling like your favorite perfume.
butcher!konig who comes in everyday with his own knives, perfectly sharp and taken care of. you noticed him walking around with his little black case of knives for work but couldn't work up the courage to ask about them. he would catch you staring sometimes as you watched him cut meat with ease, like he was cutting through butter.
butcher!konig who tried to learn things about you from your coworkers, such as your hobbies and interests. he approached you eventually and loved the way your eyes lit up as you talked about the things you liked. most of your conversations were just you talking to him. he was too shy to talk about himself.
butcher!konig would talk to you throughout the day during every single shift, not caring the way his coworkers stared at him or how his boss would scold him for talking too much to the new girl.
butcher!konig who tried to impress you with stories of how much he could bench press, and who randomly threw his butcher coat to you and started doing numerous push-ups with ease right in the middle of the grocery store to impress you.
butcher!konig who showed off his tattoos to you on his toned biceps in the back of the grocery store one day. he stayed deathly quiet with an intense blush when you gently touched them innocently in wonder.
butcher!konig who made sure to say goodbye to you whenever he left for the day. no matter where you were, he'd find you in the store and smile shyly as he tried to find a way to ask you out. but the words would die on his lips as he overthought it.
butcher!konig who would tease you and try to make you laugh whenever you were having a rough shift. if a customer was ever yelling at you, he'd come over and tower behind you, immediately intimidating the customer and sending them back with their tail between their legs. it made his day with the way you'd smile up at him and thank him.
butcher!konig who asked you for a hug on your last day at the grocery store. he finally had the courage to ask for your number, which you gladly gave to him after you hugged his solid form.
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this was my first time doing an ask in this style, i hope you enjoyed!
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Vow Renewal
Simon "Ghost" Riley x GN S/O
AN: I changed the titles around because it seemed to fit better this way, so this is a new story in the married series. Enjoy!
Word Count: 2,026
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You woke up to the sound of Ghost’s alarm, a groan of protest bubbling up and out of your mouth as you reluctantly rolled off of Ghost in order to blindly throw an arm out, smacking your hand against the buttons on the top of the alarm clock at random until the annoying beeping abruptly cut off.
With the horrid noise silenced, you took the opportunity to unceremoniously face-plant into the nearest pillow with a low grumble of complaint since you had never been much of a morning person.
Ghost usually had far less trouble getting up at the ass crack of dawn, the bastard.
While you were more or less wallowing in your misery, Ghost’s bottomless brown eyes had half-opened when you’d moved away from him, the man looking just as exhausted and worn out as he had the day before.
Although that was only to be expected considering that the two of you had finally arrived back at base late in the evening after a particularly stressful and dangerous mission that had taken a week and a half to successfully complete.
“I know, love.” Ghost mumbled groggily as he rolled over to look at you with creased brows, reaching out to gently but firmly lay a warm, calloused hand on your lower back as he shifted across the bed in order to lazily rub his cheek against your shoulder in a affectionate nuzzle that reminded you of something a cat would do.
“Ugh… I need no less than an entire pot of coffee before I even think about being functional today.” You grumbled, your voice muffled by the pillow that your face was buried in. It was a half-hearted attempt to smother yourself at best, but the notion of eternal slumber was starting to seem pretty damn tempting to your sleep-deprived self the longer that you laid there and stewed in your woe.
“Can’t understand you.” Ghost grunted, sounding a bit more awake but no less tired, and the gravel in his voice gave you the surge of motivation you needed to turn your head and squint at him from over your shoulder. Ghost was hovering above you like an omen of death, staring down at you with half-lidded eyes that were somehow still razor sharp despite how utterly fatigued he looked.
“Coffee.” You said simply because you figured that pretty much summed up your earlier statement, especially since your blunt bid for caffeine in the form of delicious coffee was punctuated by the fact that you could hardly keep your eyes open.
“Fine.” Ghost said with a heavy, long-suffering sigh that was normally only reserved for you and a certain energetic Scotsman before his hand slid off of your back and he sat up, stretching attractively with a low grunt of satisfaction when his spine cracked and popped in several places.
He looked horribly stiff and achy, but he still threw the covers back in preparation to leave the bed since you had made the mistake of offhandedly mentioning that you could use a cup of coffee to help you find the energy to drag yourself into a modicum of order.
The fact of the matter was, in Ghost’s fractured mind, your needs and wants would always come before his own because his first priority in any and all given situations the two of you might find yourselves in was to make sure you were safe and that you wanted for nothing. Which was not exactly a stellar example of a healthy mindset, but you were working on teaching Ghost that he was allowed to let you take care of him too, which was an ongoing battle.
“Simon.” You called, your hand sliding over the bed to catch his wrist before he could get up, the man obediently pausing even though his thighs were tensed in an aborted attempt to stand and holding that position had to be hell on his sore muscles. He stiffly turned to look at you, his brows furrowed in a wordless question as his gaze searched your face.
“Don’t go.” You said quietly as you gently tugged on him, silently beckoning him closer, and Ghost seemed to soften at your plea for him to stay. He went along with your guiding touch easily, twisting around and dropping onto all fours in order to prowl over to you like some great beast.
Ghost even laid down on his back without resistance when you directed him to do so, the man wrapping one of his arms around you and running his thumb across your shoulder absentmindedly after you bonelessly sprawled out on top of him.
“Better?” Ghost asked dryly, although there was an undeniable undercurrent of warmth in his otherwise bland tone.
“Yeah.” You mumbled as your eyes fluttered shut, tucking your face into the crook of his neck to breathe him in. His familiar and soothing scent of gunpowder, cardamom, strong English breakfast tea, and tobacco made you melt into him, as if you and Ghost could somehow fuse into a singular entity instead of remaining two halves of a whole, forever cursed to walk in separate bodies.
“You know, you make a great mattress.” You mused with the beginnings of a smile curling onto your lips, adjusting your head so you could prop your chin up on Ghost’s chest. “But you’re an even better pillow with these glorious man-titties of yours providing all this cushioning.” You snorted, planting a kiss that was equal parts playful and teasing in the valley between his pecs with a wolfish grin.
“You’re a fuckin’ slag.” Ghost muttered without any heat, the lackluster attempt to insult you completely ruined when the corner of his scarred lips quirked into a hint of a smile for a split second before his expression smoothed back into his typical stoic detachment.
“Don't try anything, I'm not in the mood.” Ghost added in a decidedly disinterested tone, though his hand moved from your shoulder to your back in order to start running his palm up and down the length of your spine in a repetitive motion that was so tender that you swore that your heart actually skipped a beat.
"You better make it up to me later then, seeing as I'm exercising self-control and all.” You said slyly as you braced your hands against the bed on either side of his torso, leaning forward to kiss Ghost with tongue.
The wet and messy kiss drew a low sound of pleasure out of him as he responded by matching your enthusiasm and passion, his own tongue twisting and pushing against yours in a half-hearted battle for dominance.
And, when Ghost’s lips finally broke away from yours, his breathing was heavier. Although, he didn’t go all that far from you considering that your noses were still touching. His hooded gaze darted from your spit-slick mouth to your eyes a few times before he surged up to kiss you again like he just couldn’t help himself, though this particular snog came across as far less lewd and more worshipful.
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't." Ghost murmured with a barely there smirk when he eventually separated his mouth from yours for a second time, and it took you an embarrassingly long moment for your scrambled brain to make the connection between what he had just said to your earlier comment about getting intimate.
“You’re stone cold, Simon.” You lamented dramatically, flopping back down onto his chest with a huff. Ghost grunted when you landed, probably knocking the wind out of him with the sudden and unexpected addition of your full weight dropping onto him without warning. “Worst husband ever. I want a refund.” You muttered as you tucked your face back into the crook of his neck, mostly to hide your smile because you were trying to be miffed about his smug reply to your blatant flirting.
“Good luck returning me when there’s no receipt, love.” Ghost deadpanned, though there was a thread of amusement in his tone.
“My ring is my receipt.” You retorted without missing a beat, tilting your head to the side in order to brave a peek at him, fighting a smile when you witnessed the moment that his jaw clenched in a telling manner. You didn’t even have to see his face to know that he wasn’t happy about your casual remark.
“I won’t be responsible for what happens if you ever try to give that ring back to me.” Ghost’s voice was a low, guttural rumble that reverberated through his chest and directly into your body seeing as you were all but plastered to his front.
The hair on the back of your neck stood on end in an instinctive response to the threatening sound, though you weren’t actually all that intimidated despite what your hindbrain had to say about hearing such a menacing sound so close to your person.
“Oh, how ominous.” You hummed, amused despite yourself because Ghost was such a possessive guard dog, circling you with raised hackles as he gnashed his teeth at anyone who showed so much as a modicum of sexual or romantic interest in you. “Reminds me of when you hacked a terrorist's limbs off because she took your ring and threatened to melt it down before pouring the molten metal down your throat.”
“No one touches my things.” Ghost said darkly, and the protective way that his hand traveled up your back in order to cup the nape of your neck while his other arm curled tightly around your waist indicated that he wasn’t just referring to his ring.
“Like a dog with a bone.” You chuckled with a hopelessly fond smile, trailing your knuckles over his thigh to soothe him.
“More than a dog, love.” Ghost spoke in a severe voice that would make you uneasy had it been anyone else using such an unsettling tone in your vicinity. “I’m a beast hiding in the shadows, waiting to tear apart anything that might threaten you. I’m the darkness to your light, the sentinel that watches your back, the strength that holds you up when you buckle. I’m a shapeshifter, I become whatever you need me to be.”
It was probably the most you had heard him say in one go for as long as you had known him, he was a man of few words after all. He only spoke when there was something constructive or important that needed to be said, when he felt that a devil’s advocate was needed.
But what he had just said to you was nothing but a blatant declaration of his love, of his unwavering devotion.
"Fucking hell, Simon. If I hadn't already married you, I'd get down on one knee right now." You said breathlessly, rearing up onto your arms in order to stare down at Ghost with wide eyes, one of your hands raising up off the bed to gently cup his cheek. You took pleasure in the way that Ghost’s unfairly blond lashes fluttered as he leaned into your touch like a man starved, openly basking in your warmth.
"Be my beast, be my darkness, be my sentinel, be my strength. But let me be the only one who can bring you to heel, let me be the light you need when the darkness you lurk in threatens to swallow you, let me be the voice that tells your demons to back the fuck off before I declare war. Let me be your safe place." You whispered, soft and reverent.
“Till death do us part.” Ghost stated with a steadfast conviction, spoken with such unwavering certainty that a lump of emotion formed in your throat. There were no words in your vocabulary that could possibly convey how not even death would keep you from him, how you would come back to him again and again in any and all lifetimes that you shared.
Fortunately, it seemed that you didn’t have to say anything at all because Ghost had heard it, he had heard all that you couldn’t manage to say and returned the sentiment in the form of leaning up to rest his forehead against yours.
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Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader
@serjaimelannisterstan asks: "Think you could do Wanda Maximoff X Male Reader? Like maybe Wanda is using her magic to control and dominate the sub male reader. Like completely humiliating the male reader making him her maid/servant/pet around her house and after his different humiliating tasks he gets a ‘reward’ depending on how well he does each task like maybe she’ll let him cum and be sweet and gentle with his delicate little cock, but if he does them poorly or maybe embarrasses her in front of company he gets punished, and the punishments are as she sees fit like orgasm denial, teasing, pegging (or that could also be a sorta reward), and some more painful means if she commands it. She’s his mommy who knows what’s best for him, and he’s just a dumb pup that needs to listen and learn."
Warnings: Smut, Dom Wanda, sub top male reader, punishment
Ship: Wanda Maximoff x Male reader
Side Note: I hope that you guys like this one
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It was Friday Night and I immediately knew what that meant, it was the night of the weekly Avenger meeting but tonight it was my Queen Wanda’s night to host them all.
So all of the Avengers would be in her home, and so you had to be on your best behavior or else as Wanda had warned you at the end of the afternoon.
You could still remember when you first met Wanda, you were low on funds and needed a way to make some easy money.
You were on your way to a job interview as a dishwasher for some lame restaurant, not paying attention you accidentally stepped into the street just as a bus was barrelling through the intersection. But thankfully Wanda saw you and used her powers to save your life.
It was at that moment that you decided that you would be forever in her debt, and she loved the idea of you being completely devoted to her & she allowed you to move in with her- but there were going to be rules. Thinking back on that day made you nostalgic for all the amazing times you have had with your Queen of Chaos Wanda.
Wanda had described herself as a dominant and you loved the idea of her taking control and making decisions for you. Like when you were being good all day Wanda let you eat her out for hours on the couch while she practiced spells.
She had called you down stairs claiming that you had earned a reward. She forced you to strip down and come stand in front of her as she rubbed up and down your thighs while she cooed at you for being her good boy.
You whimpered and whined as she gently spoke to you “Now I want you to be my good boy and eat mommy until she wets all over that pretty face of yours, and then you don’t wanna wipe that off because mommy’s wetness is good for you isn’t it? Right, now are you gonna be good for mommy and let me put you in your cage?” She pulled out your cock cage and locked you in before turning you around and using her power to force your hands behind your back.
She then pushed you onto your knees and opened her legs to reveal her dripping hole before snapping her fingers signaling for you to start. You leaned forward and started to lick gently at her entrance before she pulled your head further into her aching heat as she forced you to inhale her sweet scent. She was all encompassing and overwhelming every one of your senses (smell, taste, sight, touch, and sound).
You licked into her with force and moaned as she started to moan getting closer by the second to her release, you whimpered wanting nothing more than to feel her explode on your tongue. She came with a long drawn out moan as her glorious wetness coated your tongue, if not for your cage you would have finished as well.
Or the time when you had to be punished for embarrassing Wanda in front of her friend the Black Widow Natasha.
You couldn’t help yourself Wanda had been edging you with a vibrator on your tip for the majority of the day and every time you got close she would immediately stop, and give you a tiny peck on your sweaty forehead.
So by the time Natasha came over to visit Wanda you were beyond worked up.
Wanda had you on your knees next to her seat at the table holding her glass of water with your head down across from Natasha as she gently started patting your head like her good little pet.
You really didn’t mean to let out the loud moan while she was talking, but the moment you did she stopped her conversation with Natasha to look down at you with a mix of amusement and irritation.
But it was Natasha who said “Wow, Wanda I would expect for you to have a better handle on your little pet there.” Wanda actually chuckled before responding “Well maybe you could give me a little help with my sweet little sub here” she looked down at you, directly in your eyes and said “How about you make up for embarrassing me by crawling over to Ms.Natasha and show her how good you can be with your mouth, now.” You did as she told you and crawled under the table on your knees over to her as she opened her legs revealing her entrance.
You started licking up her inner thigh as you felt Wanda place her feet on your back, using you as her own personal footstool. Natasha spread her legs wider as you licked more aggressively at her clit, switching from licking letters into her clit and flicking your tongue against it.
You leaned down a bit to use your tongue to prod at her opening, darting in and out until you felt her start to drip onto your tongue, sensing she was close by how she was clenching around your muscle.
She grabbed you forcing your tongue deeper and pressing your nose back against her clit, riding your face until she finished, letting out a breathy yet raspy groan as she wet your face. You felt like you might faint from lack of actual oxygen but you didn’t care as long as you made your Wanda happy.
You honestly never minded the “punishments” from Wanda whether it be the orgasm denials, the occasional spankings where she would bend you over her knee in the living room and gently give your ass a swat, while also gently rubbing up and down your spine. Sometimes she would make you wait on her hand and foot which honestly never seemed like much of a punishment to you.
Like toweling her body after a shower, cooking for her, cleaning her home while she was out, essentially making you her live in maid.
She did make you wear a tiny maid costume while you worked that left you more exposed than not, she mostly made you wear it while she was home so she could watch you and coo at your efforts to make her happy.
But her absolute favorite “punishment” was wetting your face and not letting you clean up after, so she could tease you about how good of a mouth you are for her.
She has ridden your face in every way possible at this point: in the car on the way to the Avengers tower, on the couch, in the bed, in the shower, in the kitchen, once in the backyard in the pool she forced your head under while she moved her bathing suit to the side so you could taste her.
Though she loves having your mouth on her she still enjoys teasing her sweet boy by using her powers to pin you in place while she touches herself. Watching you whimper and cry and beg to taste her and help her finish. “Please mommy, let me help you, I’m always so good for you, please let me taste you mommy, I need you, I need to make you feel good, please” you whine as she simply giggles. “No no no baby, this is your punishment remember. Now you get to watch me finish, but if you’re good I’ll let you drink from me and clean my fingers. Now keep making that adorable little face so mommy can finish” her eyes rolled back as she moved her hip to splash you in her arousal before shoving her fingers in your mouth.
“That’s right baby, suck on mommy’s wet fingers and get them all clean and maybe I will let your pretty little cock out your cage.”
While the punishments were fun, nothing was better than the rewards, Wanda was always so generous and kind to you in those moments. When you were good for her she would let you lay in her lap as she stroked your head and along your arms.
She would let you out of your cage and make you stand completely bare in front of her and look up into your eyes as she sat on the couch.
She would gently stroke your unused cock and whisper “Look at how pretty you are for me, while I stroke your sensitive little prick, gosh it’s been so long since I touched you or let you cum, you’re already shaking sweetie. That’s okay mommy wants you to cum, I want you to feel good and let mommy see how adorable you look when you finish. You’re always mommy’s good boy, I just want you to know how much I love you.” Just then you threw your head back and came into her hand, slowly coming down from your high as she gently worked you through it.
Feeling over stimulated just from having her milk you, she gathered you into her arms and held you to her chest while rocking you against her, rubbing your back and kissing your temple until you fell asleep.
Jeez you had completely lost yourself down memory lane, you came to on the couch snuggled under a blanket with Wanda with her arm around you and your arms around her and her legs were placed in your lap.
Wanda was gently rubbing up and down the back of your neck before looking over at you pulling you even closer before whispering “You were pretty out of it for a while, what was my sweet boy thinking about?” She smirked down at you as you just nuzzled closer into her side saying “I’m just happy that I’m yours.” she smiled at your comment.
You really couldn't be happier than you were right now, thank God for Wanda...
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Hope you guys liked this one as well...
Thanks @milozzzyo3569 for the Collab with these they were helping me as a co-writer with this so thanks to them.
I've had writers block, they did most of the work all I really did was fix the spelling
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What Do You Like the Rating of the Fanfic You Read to be?
My fics for House Md so far have mostly been G because I’ve been posting them on here and gone are the days where you could post smut on this site. But I’m curious what ratings people prefer.
These are obviously very generalized descriptions of the ratings, but I’m curious what peoples preferences are.
#i tend to go for M or E fics (especially if it’s long fic)#though I’ll read pretty much anything for one shot#sometimes you need some fluff#but also sometimes you need some hardcore gay smut#tagging this with House md tags because its the fandom I’m writing for rn#house md#james wilson#hate crimes md#greg house#hilson#dr house#dr wilson#wilson x house#house/wilson#house md polls#house md fanfiction#fanfiction#fanfic
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periwinkle angel ♡ (kamisato ayato x reader)
ㅡ hehe, just a little something for the birthday boy, ayato ♡ although it's a bit late ~
He is quiet but graceful. Calm but mischievous. He is dutiful but cunning. Yet, even with these stark differences in his character, and behind his all too familiar and gentle smile he displays as a farce for everyone to see ー a facade as hard as the bedrock, a protection he wears due to his strong distrust on most people ー you captured him. You stole his heart, like a Mirror Maiden having him wrapped around your finger.
Kamisato Ayato is a noble who leads like an emperor. He is obsessive and diplomatic, but he is also loyal and kind. Within the chambers of the Kamisato household, he inspires his loved ones with warmth and he reaches great lengths to fulfill your favors.
If that means cancelling all his plans as the Yashiro Commissioner to spend a pleasant afternoon bubble tea and latte tasting with you? Then you don't have to worry as he just hit two birds with one stone.
If there are three things he loves in all of Teyvat, then it would be his bubble tea, his lovely little sister Ayaka and you.
Oh, dear you.
He sits by the terrace with a lovesick look on his face as you name all the drinks that Thoma and the other maids have prepared, all to your liking. Freshly brewed and mixed, all for the both of you to enjoy.
"Although it is a bit late, I asked Thoma for help in preparing these drinks for us. I love latte as much as you love bubble tea, but it would be lovely if we try out other flavors and indulge on these pastries on your special day." you chimed happily as you sit across the table.
Oh, you. He is going to melt because of you. Ayato almost forgot that it's his birthday due to how swamped with work he truly is. You weren't going to let that slide, and he loves you more for it.
"These are lovely selections my love, perfect for the current weather too. Summer is fast approaching and you couldn't have picked a better time." He beams, clasping his hands together as he sets his gaze on the array of drinks before you.
"Oh, that reminds me, we have been preparing for the Spring festival. Bubble tea tasting would be a splendid activity for the young folk to enjoy." He adds, deciding to take a sip of the chocolate bubble tea.
"You really think about work all the time, Ayato. But, I agree. These took quite some time to make though." You say, also deciding to pick a drink of your choice.
"Hmm, this one has a slight bitter taste to it, but it is complimented by the sugary flavor of the pearls. This would be cocoa?" Ayato inquires.
"Yes, the cocoa used was imported from Fontaine a few months ago. How do you like it?" You reply.
"It's just right, the taste of the chocolate is a bit too strong for me. I'll try this blue one next."
"That one's blueberry. It matches the color of your hair doesn't it? I told them to brew it until it reaches a periwinkle shade, to match!" You chuckle.
Ayato looks at you fondly. His lips curved into a smile, one that is not reserved for diplomatic affairs, but one that screams "I love you" all over it.
It's silly, really ー how he turns into a love bug when he's with you. How he seemingly lets go of any formalities and displays his pure nature, all for you to love and embrace in your arms.
The sun is setting in a lovely shade of pink and purple. You have tried almost all of the drinks and have shared countless conversations about the days that passed that you weren't together. And that ends with one resolution:
"I think I still like my matcha latte better." You say, finishing the said drink after. Ayato laughs.
"I would say the same. Nothing competes with the classic flavor of Black bubble tea."
You took a seat next to him and asked, "Did you like this fun little date?" holding his arm and looking up to him, expecting the obvious.
The periwinkle angel smiles and kisses you lovingly.
"Naturally. I wouldn't mind doing this again at the Spring festival."
ー Lolita
#lolita writes#ayato headcanons#ayato x reader#ayato x you#kamisato ayato#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#genshin headcanons#genshin impact x you#ayato fluff#like fluff FLUFF#this was too sweet for me i think the ants are coming#ayato x y/n#kamisato ayato x reader#kamisato ayato x you#ayato hcs#belated happy birthday sweetheart ♡#i read his lore just for this HAHAHA#i simp hard but when it comes to writing smut i falter and end up writing fluff instead#this is why i have massive respect for hardcore fanfic writers#100k words on a fic?? DEDICATION! my attention span cannot#anyways stan the stans
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CHAPTER 1
Summary: The Gaang is celebrating the end of the war in Ba Sing Se, but Mai is lost in her own thoughts.
Warning: amateur writing by 15 year old me.
"Zuko, can we talk?".
He looked at her for a second, a bit taken aback; what was so important that she needed to talk to him about now? He tried to read her eyes, but not unlike the other times, he could not read her thoughts. He admitted his defeat and nodded, impatient to hear her out, he put his tea cup down and let her lead the way.
He followed her step as they walked through the corridor of uncle Iroh's house, where they celebrated the end of the war. Mai opened the door to the guest chamber which was drowning in the warm colors of the sunset, shining through the window. He closed the door behind them, and as he watched her sit down on the bed, her hands grabbing at it’s edge, Zuko felt his cheeks starting to burn. She was wearing a beautiful dress, so light and delicate, just like her body; her shiny black hair smelling of fire lilies. He looked up at her face, expecting to see a smile, but Mai was serious. She dug her eyes on to the floor.
.
"Remember..." She began, looking to the side, stopping herself for a moment. "The night before you left?".
He felt a sudden twist in his stomach. He did remember. The war meeting, his decision to leave, their first and last time. And after that, the only thing he left her was a piece of paper.
"I remember" He said, the words barely passing through his throat. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"I'm pregnant".
The words hit him harder than that lightning, and for a moment, he wasn't completely sure of where he was, his heart pounding. He stared at her in silence, lips parted, processing what she has said a dozen times. And then a dozen times more, just to be sure; his blood somewhere between boiling and frozen.
"Mai" He heard his own voice, softer than ever. She raised her eyebrows to look at him.
"Are you happy?" Her voice gentle and calm as always, the voice that made him feel so light. He knelled beside her and still shaking, he buried his face in her lap.
"I'm going to be a.. a father?" He couldn't believe it. He let out a laugh, but it quickly turned into a shaky inhale. He couldn’t help but think of his own father, his mind racing through the moments.
As if hearing his thoughts, she put her hands on his head reassuringly “Yes, a great father.” She caressed his hair “Just like Iroh”.
He paused for a second before lifting his head to look her in the eyes.
“You really mean it?”
“Of course Zuko” she answered without missing a beat, before looking to the side again and sighing. “But... do you think he will approve?”.
The thought of telling Uncle immediately shot an excitement through his body, knowing how happy it will make him.
“This is what he always wanted for me!” He put his arms around her waist and lifted her, pushing her up in the air.
"Let me go, you idiot!" She hissed with her cheeks slightly blushing, but he silenced her with a kiss, his warmth so familiar to her like the warmth of the rising sun each morning.
"Stop smiling!" She whispered through the kiss. He leaned his forehead against hers, and looked into her hazel eyes but their moment was interrupted by knocking.
"Zuko? Are you in here?" It was Katara. He let go of Mai and walked over to slide the door open.
"We were just... talking" He explained awkwardly as Katara looked at him suspiciously, but he quickly added "What's wrong?".
"We're preparing for tonight; I'll sleep with the girls, but it’s a bit tight with space for everyone. Would you guys mind taking this room?".
"It's fine" he heard Mai's voice behind his back "We'll manage".
"Alright then, goodnight!" As Katara turned to walk away, Zuko closed the door and rushed back to his girl.
"Is that so?" He smirked at her.
"What, you don't want a sleepover?" She smirked back, and he chuckled. He has noticed a slight change in Mai since the prison, she was more open and free, and he wondered whether that's the consequence of spending weeks in the same cell with Ty Lee.
"I'll go change" She said, and he was forced to let her go. He lay down on the bed and stared onto the ceiling. Despite the befalling of the night, the chamber was glimmering from the lanterns on the sidewalks, the music playing somewhere in the distance. The war ended a few days ago, but Ba Sing Se still celebrated.
Zuko was far away from Ba Sing Se though. He began to think whether they will be a firebender or not.. Even if not, he thought, he'll teach them to fight with the duel swords... Perhaps it’s a girl..
Suddenly he got up and sat on the edge of the bed, realizing something he hadn't yet. “If Mai got pregnant before his departure that meant...” that meant that she was already pregnant when they met in the Boiling Rock. Did she know? Why didn't she say anything? She risked her life for him. If something would've happened to her, he wouldn't even know it. His thoughts raced seemingly without an end, until eventually, his monologue was interrupted by her voice.
"What's wrong?" She asked, standing by the bed. Her black hair down on her arms, a long, silky, green robe on her body.
"I'm a fool".
"Oh I know" Mai smiled with the corner of her mouth.
"Why didn't you tell me in the Boiling Rock?".
She sighed "I wasn't even sure. And with the guards everywhere, there wasn't much for me to say" she said shrugging.
"She could have hurt you!" He rasped.
"It's fine, Zuko. I'm fine". How could she be so calm? Zuko felt the blood in his veins boiling with rage and pain at the thought of someone hurting her. If he only knew, he wouldn't have left, he'd return and fought Azula, he'd end it right there.
"I'm the worst boyfriend ever" He whispered after a moment.
"I know" She sighed.
click for prologue. (at own risk)
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Does anyone have itafushi fic recs?? 🙏🏼🥺 (preferably fluffy or at least with a happy ending)
The thing I care about the most is good / true to canon characterization
#I am descending hardcore into itafushi brainrot. Itfsh fluff injects serotonin into my brain so good#itafushi#fushiita#yuji x megumi#jjk fic recs#itafushi fic#fushiguro megumi#itadori yuji#itadori x fushiguro#Please and thank you 💛
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You Are a Constant ; Always in the Edges, in the Sky, and That Makes Everything
The blonde crow stood for a moment on the dock remembering everything that had happened thus far. Thinking of their home within the wall they slowly made into their sanctuary, he takes a deep breath of the air here and mourns what they had there.
This new start had been jarring but welcome, wiping clean memories of strife but also joy. They had been through hell and heaven together on these shores, and today was the day that marked this old crow finding his purpose once more. Assigned a family and loving them from the start, he was a lucky man.
Here; despite all the terrible things that happened thus far, he found the reason his heart kept beating. In the form of a son who loved to cook and a daughter with a gift for music, in the silhouette of his reaper husband, in the bonds of his friends such as Fit, Cellbit and Etoiles among many other names. Today was the day to celebrate that one year of joy, and he intended to spend it properly.
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A non canon celebration for our lovely QSMP eggs who gave us characters to love. Full of fluff, baked goods, reflecting on the past and embracing the future, told from an old crow's point of view.
#qsmp#wrenrambles#wrenwriting#death family#qsmp fanfiction#qsmp philza#qsmp tallulah#qsmp chayanne#qsmp missa#qsmp death family#qsmp ramon#qsmp leonarda#qsmp dapper#deathduo#archivists duo#veterans duo#codebreakers#hardcore duo#platonic#archive of our own#bolas rojas#team bolas#a bit of fluff#a bit of grief#happy one year#happy birthday qsmp eggs!#qsmp eggs
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Been thinking about applying the myth where Thor has to pretend to be a giants bride to get his hammer back (you know the one, right??) to the TBI characters. Doubt I'll write it out but I have SO MANY THOUGHTS ON IT. My main thought atm being that, from what I remember, Heimdall was the first person to suggest Thor cross dress. Which is just. The excuse to right out Heimdall's involvement is almost as enticing as getting to write out Tyr. He's just. So silly to me. But so badass. I love him.
I can see everyone in the TBI setting at some grand meeting table for the Aesir (and co.) with Thor freaking out about his poor hammer (which, yes seems tricky to write in TBI context but. We'll just patch that plothole it with something later, I have a loose thread idea or two.), Freya desperately trying to avoid involvement in the entire debacle, Loki concerned but still trying not to giggle at the absurdity while Sigyn kicks her under the table to tell her to stop laughing. Heimdall leans over the table towards Thor, trying to remain stoic but his small smirk and gold eyes glittering with Loki approved mischief somewhat gives him away as he suggests, "If we don't want to risk our dear stunning lady here, and you need your hammer back, why don't you be Freya?"
Loki loses it laughing and most of the table can't help but laugh or giggle quietly, including Sigyn. Thor is immediately against the idea, but Loki is already signing up to be his handmaiden in between gasps of giggles (because she would never miss out on such good mischief), and really the idea is such a hit that Thor is sorely outvoted.
The story is still brought up for years to come, typically for a laugh at Thor's expensive. Still no one could deny he looked damn good in that dress.
#UGH i love them. i care them lots#need to write about this and also something tyr related. probably tyr and fenrir obviously but like ... fluff with an unhappy ending ya know#want to draw attention to tyr and marius von raum to but. that's unrelated to this post ssshhhh brain#in the myth the other usually poke fun (bullying him hardcore) at their matcho man having to wear as dress and be feminine#but this is 2023 not a post christian nordic myth. we can acknowledge that if the dress is fitted properly he was probably hot as fuck in it#also loki would be stunning too btw you KNOW she had fun with the excuse to dress up and bully her bestie at the same time#bonus: sigyn flirting with her and wolf whistling when she sees her in the dress .#loki blushing and giggling like. gay. <3.#thor's there for it too and hates every second of it#the mechanisms#the bifrost incident
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Alphabet Fun | Tony Stark
Fandom: MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe)
Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader , Tony Stark x Fem!reader, x reader
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, NSFW, Explicit language, content, Mentions of oral sex, compost, aftercare, kinks, unprotected sex, Mentions of a sexual alphabet, Mentions of Masturbation. Explicit Sexual Content!
Request: “Can I please request a nsfw alphabet with our beloved tony stark/fem reader?”
| Masterlist |
A- is for Aftercare
Tony loves taking care of you after having sex especially when he’s rough with you. Makes you take baths after, washes your hair, gives you a massage until you fall asleep, and runs his hand through your hair gently while you sleep. Tony holds you close under the covers, planting kisses everywhere giving you soft kisses and bite marks on your neck and collarbone.
B- is for Begging
Tony genuinely loved it when he heard you beg for more or call him the special name you have for him when you're crying for him. He loves it when you turn into a begging slut for his cock or what he’s doing to your body.
C- is for Cum Play
You are very vocal when you cum, and so is Tony always groaning and moaning in your ear when he cums along with gripping your hips tightly. Tony loves seeing his cum all over your breasts and ass. He also loves seeing his cum drip out of your pussy, spreading it around with his fingers making you even more sensitive. You always enjoyed how messy you and Tony could get when having fun.
D- is for Degradation
A girl needs some tough love and that was you, you loved it when Tony called you a "slut, whore, bad girl, naughty, cunt, bitch, cum slut," Always whispered into yours especially when Tony was taking you from the back.
E- is for Experience
(How Experience is Tony? How experience were you?)
Before Tony, you weren’t that experienced in the sex world but you know that you were into kinks and very rough sex. Before Tony met you, he was very experienced, after you he felt like he was a virgin again with everything you wanted to try and do.
F- is for Face Fucking
You loved giving Tony blowjobs when he came home from a rough day at work or the lab after he couldn’t figure it out. Tony loves grabbing your head and forcing you deeper on his cock, making you gag on him.
G- is for Gagging
Gagging on his cock, balls, or even his fingers while he fucks you. While gagging, made you spit or cum all over your face making it drip down your chin, neck, and down your body, onto the pillows and bed.
H- is for Hair Pulling
When Tony takes you from behind in doggy style or when you are sucking on his cock, he always makes sure to pull your hair and wrap it around his hand tightly making you groan out, it is your favorite kink he does to you.
I- is for Intimacy
Tony is secretly needy for you all the time, even when just cuddling, he just whispers "I love you" and sweet little things in your ears. Always after sex, he always says "I love you" especially if you say it back.
J- is for Jelly
Jelly is a sex toy, jelly-like dildo, or vibrator. You love it when Tony inserted toys in you, most of the time he does off guard making you go over the edge.
K - is for Kinks
Kinks like hair pulling, choking, edging, cock warming, and biting are your favorite kinks. After Tony, and easing him into your kinks, trying it more and more being comfortable together. Tony loves it especially when it gets you over the edge.
L- is for Love bites
Hickeys, Bite Marks, Scratching which you love putting Hickeys on Tony’s collarbone and his chest. You love putting bite marks on his thighs when you're stroking his cock getting him to the edge is biting his thigh softly.
M- is for Masturbation
Most times when your masturbating, Tony walks in on you, somehow he just knows. When Tony does find you with your fingers or a dildo in you as you're trying to quiet your moans. You always imagine Tony doing you while you play around with yourself.
N- is for Nipple Stimulation
Tony's favorite part of you besides your ass and your entire body is your nipples. He loved them. He loves pulling, biting, kissing, and licking your nipples all the time to start turning you on. Tony loves your nipples when they perk up.
O- is for Oral
The minute Tony starts kissing you on your stomach and toward your pussy. Especially when you are already needy, you make Tony's face go into you and start doing his magic with his tongue and mouth. He knows how to make you crazy by sucking, licking, and soft biting on your clit, slipping his tongue into you.
Sometimes makes sure to deny an orgasm when he’s giving you a nice oral.
P- is for Praise
You love it when Tony calls you pretty little names along with whispers of sentences of how excellent you’re doing.
"You’re such a good girl", "You’re a pretty little thing as you take my cock.", "you’re doing such a good job." , "I’m so proud of you, baby girl." It makes you feel good, makes you explode on the inside every time Tony says those sweet sentences to you.
Q- is for Quickie
Tony and yourself have little signals of when either of you needs to get it on. Sometimes in the lab quickly before a mission or a conference. Sometimes in a meeting room once Tony is done with a meeting for S.I. Although Tony loved taking his time with you he was needy about it, he could do it anywhere.
R- is for Roleplay
You like the thought of being outside of your normal world with sex, being different characters. Playing around with Tony as you both create scenes with dirty talk and pure imagination from each other.
S- is for Smacking / Slapping
Being bent over Tony's knee or during sex with your ass in the air or even on your face, you love being lightly smacked. You craved it when Tony slaps your face, holding onto your chin tightly while doing so.
T- is for Thigh Riding
There are days when you need release but don’t want sex, so Tony and you came up with a way of needing each other. Some days during cuddling, you would grind against him or his thigh. Making sure you get to your climax which you usually did, also satisfied Tony when you did so, he found it hot. Some days you let Tony do the same to you, you found it extremely hot seeing Tony needy for something.
U- is for Unprotected sex
(Remember to Wrap it before you tap it)
Yes, Tony and you have unprotected sex, at first condoms were in the relationship. Now that you guys are years into your relationship, Tony trusts you enough to take your birth control so condoms were quickly left behind.
V- is for Vanilla
Which is not what Tony and you are not and nowhere close. At first, it was until one day, you just broke and Tony to fuck you roughly which he gladly obliged, which he did you so roughly that you can tell he was pent up.
W- is for Wax
No, Not for Wax play but FOR candles and Wax melts. Tony loves being romantic, lighting candles so a sweet smell can surround each other while fucking. To calm the atmosphere and make it twice as comfortable.
X- is for X rated
Movies. Books.
On movie nights or date nights. You make Tony watch X-rated movies like ‘365 Days’ or ‘50 Shades of Gray’. You always playfully suggest that he should try something from the movie with you. Then the next you know after you suggest that, Tony is on top of you, teasing you wildly.
Y- is for Yearn
How much do you guys need each other? A LOT! Sex is almost once a week or you guys try to pace each other from needing each other but it’s just so hard. You love him so much and Tony loves you so much, You just have to show him besides the occasional gifts, and ways you love him.
Z- is for Znappies (ZZZ times)
Do you guys fall asleep quickly? Fairly slowly.
Tony always makes sure you are taken care of and alright before drifting off to sleep or doing something else. You always make sure Tony is taken care of before he drifts off too.
Instantly making sure to embrace and hold each other after sex.
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