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riveramorylunar · 1 year

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔢𝔴 𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔯

Series Masterlist, (Chapter 14)

Pairings: Leonora Lesso x Reader & Althea x Reader(Platonic)

Warnings ⚠️: a bit of Jealousy if you squint

Pet Names/Nicknames: Little Siren & Ever

Word Count: 1,407

As Y/N and her friends were still in the lake they heard someone cough. "What's going on out here and why are you all in the lake" they heard the Dean of Evil say causing them all to look up to see Lesso with her eyebrow raised. They all looked at each other before slowly getting out their outfits drenched. Y/N stepped out as well before getting dressed behind her friends. "We'll leave you two alone" Skadi said before hugging Y/N. Y/N watched as her friends left before she looked back at Lesso who was looking at her with a questioning look. "You're still beautiful as ever Dean of Evil" Y/N said quietly and Lesso's eyes widened in shock. Y/N smiled as she walked up to the Dean who was frozen in shock. Y/N looked up at her as she put her hands behind her back continuing to smile.

"KISS HER ALREADY" Althea shouted causing Y/N to blush. Y/N felt a surge of confidence and grabbed Lesso by her trench coat before pulling her down and kissing her. Lesso snapped out of her shocked state before wrapping her arms around Y/N's waist and kissing her back. "God damn wish someone would kiss me like that" they both pulled away when they heard Althea's voice. They looked over to see her standing there looking at them. Lesso glared at Althea and she scurried off after saying a quick goodbye. "Your friend is absolutely ridiculous" Lesso said as she pulled Y/N closer to her while burying her head in Y/N's neck. Y/N chuckled before burying her head in Lesso's chest. After a couple minutes they pulled away from each other. "Y/N we got class come on" Skadi said and Y/N looked at her before looking back at Lesso. "So uh I guess I'll see you later then" Y/N said as she rocked back on her heels as she blushed lightly. "Guess so make sure you keep your grades up Little Siren" Lesso said before leaning down and kissing Y/N's cheek. Y/N watched as Lesso headed back to the school for Evil before walking over to Skadi who was smirking.

"I never saw Lady Lesso that shocked before her face was like this" Flounder said as they did the same face Lesso did. Y/N spit out her drink before she covered her mouth as her eyes widened in shock. Her friends looked at her before they all started laughing. "Like she looked like a stunned unicorn" Flounder continued and Y/N started tearing up as she continued to laugh. Skadi, Snowbell and Sebastian stopped laughing making the others stop in confusion. "She's right behind me isn't she " Flounder asked and the three nodded before going back to eating their food. Flounder turned around and smiled nervously. "L-lady Lesso what a pleasant surprise" they said as they looked over at Y/N who was trying not to laugh again as she whipped her tears away. "H-how long have you been standing there" Flounder asked as they looked back at the Evil Dean. "Long enough you're lucky I can't turn you into something, if you were my student I'd turn you into a troll" Lesso said and Y/N laughed but covered it up with a cough. She didn't dare look at the Dean since Lesso was looking at her now. She felt the Dean's hand on the top of her head causing her to gulp. "And you my Dear little Siren I wouldn't hesitate to take you to the doom room if you were a never" Lesso whispered into Y/N's ear causing her to let out a squeak. Lesso chuckled before pulling away dropping her hand from Y/N's head. She walked away and Y/N blushed brightly as she hid her face in her hands. "You're such a simp Y/N" Skadi teased and Y/N groaned into her hands as she rested her head on the table causing her friends to chuckle.

Everyone was still eating when the doors to the great hall opened. Everyone stopped and looked over to see a man with black hair walk in. He had one of his hands in his pocket as he made his way towards the other teachers. He had three scars on his left eye. Professor Dovey stood up when he reached her. "Who might you be sir" Dovey said and the man smiled before holding his hand out. "Oh I'm the new teacher Amir Charles" he said and Dovey's eyes widened in shock. She grabbed his hand and shook it before he lowered his head and kissed the top of it. "So you're the one who took up the position to teach the princes and some of the princesses how to sword fight" Dovey said and Amir nodded before his eyes looked over at Lesso who was already looking at him. He smiled before winking causing her to roll her eyes before standing up. "If you'll excuse me I got some paperwork to finish" Lesso said leaving before Dovey could stop her. "Sorry about her" the Dean said and the man just smiled. "No need to apologize I get it" Amir said as he stood back up. "Why don't I show you around the school" Dovey asked and he nodded before the two left.

"He seems nice" Skadi said as she turned back around. Y/N laughed at that before shoving a forkful of salad in her mouth. They all looked at her with raised eyebrows but didn't question it. As Y/N was walking with Althea through the halls they turned the corner to see Lady Lesso and Amir talking. Well Amir was talking and Lesso just kept quiet. "I have a bad feeling about this guy" Althea said and Y/N nodded before she walked up to the two. "Lady Lesso" Y/N said causing Amir to stop talking. He straightened up as he stroked his hands through his hair before putting them in his pockets. "What can we help you with uh" Amir said as he looked down at the two girls. "It's Y/N and this is Althea you should know what are names are already" Y/N said as she narrowed her eyes at the new teacher who just smiled. "Right my mind just went blank there for a couple seconds" Amir said before he chuckled. Y/N rolled her eyes and Lesso had to fight back a smirk as she watched. "Anyways like I said what can we do for you " he said and Y/N faked a smile before looking back over at Lesso. "Can you help me with something Lady Lesso" Y/N said as she smiled softly.

Lesso raised an eyebrow as she leaned off the wall. "Shouldn't you be asking one of your teachers instead of me for instance Mr. Charles here" Lesso said and Y/N's smile faltered for a second. "I'm afraid he can't help me with this since he's new" Y/N said and Althea bit back a smirk as she looked at Amir's face. "Alright then lead the way Ever" Lesso said and Y/N turned around on her heels before walking away. Lesso and Althea followed her before Althea turned around and faked a smile at Amir causing him to clench his jaw.

"I had it under control Little Siren" Lesso said once they were far away from Amir. "I know but the look on his face when I asked for your help instead of his" Y/N said before mocking the new teacher. Lesso raised an eyebrow as she looked down at Y/N. "I would send you to Dovey for mocking one of her teachers but I'm not going to" Lesso said and Y/N smiled before she stepped closer to the Dean. "It's because you like me isn't it" Y/N said causing the Dean to roll her eyes before leaning down. "No it's because I'd rather punish you instead Little Siren" Lesso said causing Y/N to stop messing with her tie. "Mm that's too bad" Y/N said as she patted Lesso's chest before looking up at her. Lesso pulled Y/N closer to her before kissing her on the lips. Y/N closed her eyes and kissed back as she grabbed hold of Lesso's trench coat.

A/N: The next one will be longer I hope!!

#Lady Lesso x Reader #Leonora Lesso x Reader #Leonora Lesso #Lady Lesso #Leonora Lesso my Handsome Dean Of Evil 🔥🪄#Althea #Althea My Adorable Beast 💛💙#Skadi Frost #Skadi Frost my dear Snowflake 🧊❄️#Flounder #Clarissa Dovey #Professor Dovey #TSFGAE #The Little Mermaid #Daughter Of The Little Mermaid #Lesbian #River's Ocs #River's Stories 📜

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thedeadthree · 2 years

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LIOSLAITH eladrin necromancer; fawn of the feywild (dnd)

the hot one: You're that one hunk that EVERYONE has a crush on. Your wit and charm is known to make fangirls faint, and half of the entire fandom's thirst posts are about you. You could eat a cookie and everyone would lose their shit. Congrats, dude.

LHYSA the bane of rulers; the assassin (the witcher/dai)

morally grey: You helped the hero's once, but only for money. And you sold them out later, but only to save your daughter (twin brother) from slavers (certain death by witch hunters, the wild hunt, the chantry). Your actions and motives are constantly contradicting, with no end in sight. Twitter and Reddit are divided in very different ways. Tumblr wants to eat you raw.

AYRENN the painted phoenix of plaithus (the exile)

should have been the villain: You're a good guy, but you shouldn't have been. Your appearance, your skillset, your backstory, it would have been perfect. But no, they had to make you a hero. I guess you were just too good to be true. You will always be a villain in our hearts.

RULES:

make your oc in this picrew.

take this uquiz to find out what the fandom would think of you if you were a fictional character.

my beloveds @confidentandgood, @blackreaches, @shellibisshe, @risingsh0t, @leviiackrman, @spectorss, @adelaidedrubman and @marivenah tagged me to do this cutest quiz + picrew tag! ty so much!

tagging: @griffin-wood, @saintsilver, @florbelles, @arklay, @steelport, @belorage, @lustyargonianmaid, @flyntz, @celticwoman, @blissfulalchemist, @aceghosts, @trinnaeste, @heroofpenamstan, @shadowglens, @nokstella, @yennas, @loriane-elmuerto. @jackiesarch, @manghhos, @aelyosos, @chuckhansen, @queennymeria, @rosebarsoap and you!

#only if you want to of course! 🌿💚#and if you’ve done this already as always please feel free to ignore 🤍 and if i missed you please take this as ur tag!#oc: lioslaith mac ruaidhrí #oc: lhysa #oc: ayrenn urthemiel #alas the links are also being funky ✨🤧#even uquiz thinks ur morally questionable lhysa ✨🥴#eredin LOATHESS faron jsjxjxh yes that is his son YEA that also means lhysa is his daughter and yes faron is a thorn at his side ✨🥴#that aen saevherne son of his is a royal PAIN i tell you sjzjhx #alyssa I’m having a BREAKDOWN over ayrenns?#GODD the way that this sounds like her mom and the overseer? and what she tells herself? IM FINE THIS IS FINE.#TAKES ME OUT AT THE KNEES LET ME TELL YOU ✨🤧#introducing lio! my dear eladrin noble necromancer ✨😌#i am SO excited for the party to get to know her in saturday ✨🥺 I ADOREE HER A NORMAL AMOUNT #its her summer and winter forms! beloved dearest dear girl! 🌿🌲❄️🌨#a k*nife fit her the best bc ✨necromancy✨ u know?#(ngl maybe ill throw her into baldurs gate and pathfinder….. maybe guild wars.. IM OBSESSED WITH HER LISTENN)#i mean i totally agree uquiz she could so much as BREATHE and i would! i support her in all her endeavors!#THE WAY ALL OF THEM HAVE 🔪 im yelling! peak cute but could k*ll u ajjzjzhx ✨😌#leg.ocs #leg.tagged #TY DEARS FOR THE TAG 🤍🥺 this was the cutest to do for them! and to introduce lio!#hmmm maybe I’ll give her a daughter ✨🥺 IVE BEEN THINKINGG.. especially since she’s got a linked verse now? maybe w/i*sengrim?

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yukikorogashi · 11 months

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5 minute sketch for @quickdeaths ❤️

#(Ah yes-- Komi's newest friends and also my daughter now I love her your honor)#(Here you go friend! Hope you like it! <3)#quickdeaths #❄️MUN'S ART ❄️#❄️GIFTART ❄️

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memory-of-deross · 5 months

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who would win the father of the year award?

GOOD. good question anon. well uh, in terms of treating their children the best (and being a bit too willing to suffer for them that their respective event arguably happens because of it), maybe orfeo honestly? 😭 he is probably the best father out of the current orphies technically - and while hollows daughter, SoE, does live in his lore, that man is far from applicable in this case for. many reasons. he treats said daughter horribly and everyone around him in general as such 😦

#✦ (the pen lifts yet again. ask answered)#✦ (the authors musings. ooc)#( just answering ooc since I’m not sure how to write ic but uhm )#( maybe homesick can get a little you tried star. he was just trying to do smt nice for his daughter it just backfired horribly )#( also orfeo keeps adopting children in 90% of my friends aus help. fatherless? easy fix /j )#❄️ (borealis of eden. hollow)#🎭 (tragedys gaze. orfeo)

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alltoowelltom · 3 months

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ice princess ⛸️

oscar piastri x figure skater!reader (+ toto wolff's daughter!reader)

from this request HERE

skateupdates: Olympic figure skating pair Y/N Wolff and Valeriy Angelopol have called it quits! Despite competing together since they were children and dating for the last year and a half, Valeriy has released a statement that the duo would be 'going [our] separate ways for the upcoming competition season'. He also stated there were 'no hard feelings regarding the separation, [the couple] just turned out to have irreconcilable differences'. Our reps reached out to Y/N Wolff for a statement but she has declined to speak on it at this time.

user1: WHAT

user2: MUM AND DAD SPLIT UP?

↳ user3: and they won't compete together anymore??

user4: wait will they be retiring? or will they compete in separate categories?

user5: 'she has declined to speak on it at this time' I just KNOW mother is LIVID

↳ user6: no hard feelings my ass 💀

liked by oscarpiastri, yourbestie, lewishamilton

yourusername🔹️: 🎧😴

comments on this post have been disabled.

liked by oscarpiastri, susiewolff, yourbestie

yourusername🔹️: back at it ⛸️❄️

user1: DOES THIS MEAN SHE WILL STILL COMPETE

danielricciardo🔹️: That's our girl!

user2: oscar being the first to like as usual

lewishamilton🔹️:🔥🔥🔥

↳ yourusername🔹️: don't you dare send fire to melt my ice??

↳ lewishamilton🔹️: I was being empowering bozo

↳ user3: they're so sibling energy 😭

user4: I'M SO PROUD OF YOU Y/N

oscarpiastri🔹️: 🐧🐧

liked by yourusername

↳ user5: is this him 'making a move' 🥴

liked by yourusername, landonorris, charlesleclerc

oscarpiastri🔹️: Good day, pumped for a p5 finish 👊

yourinstagram🔹️: WOAH

↳ user1: SHE"S SO REAL FOR THIS

↳ oscarpiastri🔹️: What?

↳ yourusername🔹️: jawline sharper than my skates 😳

↳ oscarpiastri🔹️: Why are you always bringing my jawline into things?

↳ yourusername🔹️: OHMYGOD PASTRY ITS CALLED FLIRTING READ SOME SMUT

user2: UHHHHH WHAT WAS THAT INTERACTION WITH Y/N

↳ landonorris🔹️: IDK MATE

liked by oscarpiastri, danielricciardo, susiewolff

yourusername🔹️: thank you for having me @.mclaren!

mclaren🔹️: The pleasure was all ours Y/N 🧡

landonorris🔹️: *oscar's

↳user1: LANDO TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW

landonorris🔹️: I didn't even make it onto the post 😔other priorities i guess

↳yourusername🔹️: I WAS PROUD OF YOU TOO LANDO

oscarpiastri🔹️: I can't believe you'd post my ducks

↳yourusername🔹️: NO ONE IS HAPPY WITH ME POST

user2: soooo...the shoes?

liked by yourusername, maxverstappen1, susiewolff

oscarpiastri🔹️: Proud is an understatement 🧡🩵

user1: OUR GIRL WON THE GOLD 🥇

↳ user2: the way we haven't heard a peep from her ex skating partner too-

user3: IS THIS AN ANNOUNEMENT FINALLY

yourusername🔹️: 🧡🩵

↳ user4: ohmygod do the hearts represent them the papaya for mclaren the ice for y/n

danielricciardo🔹️: Congratulations Y/N!

user5: daniel being y/ns biggest supporter for like a decade😭🥹

user6: LOOK AT THEM TOGETHER

user7:what the hell does toto think of this 😭

↳ yourusername🔹️: believe his exact words were 'will oscar come to mercedes now 🙂'

user8: @.yourusername so you and oscar DID go skating 🥹🥹

↳ yourusername🔹️: was like bambi on ice

↳ user9: been waiting for them to realize for so long...like i knew it

↳ landonorris🔹️: preaching to the choir mate

a/n: thank you for reading! reblogs and feedback help sm <3

i really want to be posting more as I'm so busy with work and also graduating in a few months and that seems to be taking up all my time 😩 but I really appreciate the support I've been receiving and will be working through your requests asap 🤍

#oscar piastri smau #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x y/n #f1 smau #formula one smau #formula one x reader #f1 x reader #mclaren #lando norris #figure skater!reader #oscar piastri fluff #friends to lovers

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procrastiel · 20 days

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My highlights from The Assembly:

Was John Taylor from Duran Duran your first ever crush? “Yes, he absolutely was.” Michael thought he was the most beautiful person he’d ever seen, man or woman. And he tried to imitate his hairdo (didn’t work out though, because Michael’s hair is really curly and John’s is straight).

He’s not brave enough to go on Strictly because he thinks he’s not a good dancer.

How does it feel to be dating someone that is only 5 years older than your daughter? “Both of us were quite surprised when we got together, it wasn’t something we were looking for. I haven’t dated anyone who is much younger than me but you meet who you meet. We were both very aware how people might respond, and that it would be difficult and challenging, but ultimately we felt that it was worth it, because of how we felt about each other. And now we have two beautiful children together. We’re really, really happy. I am aware that I am a much older father, and it does worry me, and makes me concerned, and makes me sad thinking about the time that I won’t have with them. But if you find someone who brings you happiness and you make them happy you gotta go for that. So that’s what we decided to do, and I’m so happy we did because we have this wonderful family now.”

The next question (asked by the same girl) was: Who is the rudest celebrity? “Have you heard of a man called David Tennant? He was Doctor Who. Doctor rude! No he’s very nice. Someone will occur to me and I’ll let you know. (pause) Jennifer Laurence was very cheeky! She is very cheeky.”

How tall are you? “I’d like to be 5”11 but I’m closer to 5”10.”

He likes Dylan Thomas, even though he doesn’t understand all of his poetry.

He cries probably every day. And it’s totally fine to feel things deeply and get emotional about things.

His favourite Disney film is Moana. And that’s Mabli’s favourite movie at the moment, too. She watches it about twice a day.

He’s worried that AI will take his job away, and that it will change everything, not just actors and writers. And that by the time we will want to put a stop to certain things it’ll be too late.

His favourite food is Egg and chips. Only enhanced by ham.

He loves going by train.

If he could replace 2 people of the royal family he’d take away Andrew & Camilla and replace them with Joe Lycett & David Attenborough. Or Tom Jones as the Prince of Wales!

If he could play the Doctor or the Master, he’d like to play the Master and play opposite David Tennant as the Doctor.

His biggest fear is being alone. And it’s also what he worries about the most for other people.

Hot or cold? He does like winter and snow. ❄️

Walk us through the before, during and after of the kiss with David Tennant: reading the script he thought “that’s gonna be a big deal”. They didn’t really talk about it and just went for it. Everyone was quite moved by the scene, all the people around them, so they knew it had gone quite well. And now they never talk about it. (He said that last bit with a smile.)

5 OF THE INTERVIEWERS SANG HERE COMES THE SUN FOR HIM AND EVERYONE JOINED IN AT THE END 😍 Michael had tears in his eyes

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chrisevansonly · 4 months

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𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲, 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚

𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: charlotte is adamant on making sure her dad knows exactly who the plate of cookies and glass of milk is for, and it isn’t him…

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: very cute fluffy dad! lewis

𝐚/𝐧: i couldn’t resist writing this blurb, he gives off dad vibes constantly 🥹🥹

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️

Charlotte loved Christmas, she loved helping you decorate the tree, helping her daddy set up all the lights outside, and adored dressing roscoe up in funny hats and sweaters. She also loved to bake cookies for santa and making sure Lewis knew the plate for him was off limits.

“Daddy!!”

You laughed, watching your five year old little girl climb off her kitchen stool, her curls bouncing as she ran towards the special stand where her plate would go for santa clause

“Yes darling?”

“Come here please!” she called back, standing with her hands on her hips, she was precious and got her sassy attitude from her dad, and you found it too adorable.

“Oh you look like you mean business princess…”

Lewis smiled biting back a laugh as he walked over and kneeled in front of his daughter

“See this plate daddy?”

“Yes I see it baby”

She nodded before pointing a finger at him, her eyes stern

“I made cookies for santa okay? So when I put the plate here and his glass of milk no touching okay daddy?”

Lewis wanted to laugh so bad, truth be told you couldn’t hold back the giggles either

“Mummy this is serious!!” she squealed, not impressed to see you amused

“I’m sorry my love, you’re right it’s not funny, right daddy?”

You watched your husband nod

“Mummy is right, I promise I won’t eat any of santa’s cookies or drink his milk I promise…”

Charlotte seemed pleased enough with this answer but still stuck her pinky finger out for him to link with his, the father-daughter duo always sticking to their pinky promises.

“And daddy…”

“Yes baby?”

Charlotte smiled innocently before holding his face gently in her hands

“If you eat a cookie or drink the milk, you’re on the naughty list which means you get only coal for Christmas!”

Lewis smiled letting out a soft laugh

“I promise I won’t princess..”

“Good! Thank you daddy!”

She yelled before taking off towards the kitchen, straight past you to continue decorating her cookies, a smile on he little face.

“Well she definitely gets her dramatics from you love…” Lewis said, coming up to kiss you softly to which you rolled your eyes jokingly

“Mhm but she got her sass from you…guess we know she’s our daughter for sure”

There was no doubt in the world of that, Charlotte was the perfect mix of you and Lewis, she might be opinionated and know what she wants, but at the end of the day she was the sweetest angel in the entire world.

Until someone threatened to eat santa’s cookies…never go for the cookies…

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 5 months

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hihi

could i request prompt 37 with Larissa x

We Want Who We Want ~Larissa Weems xFem CollegeAge!Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Hi hi anon! Happy Holidays!!! Thank you for the request. I always love getting and writing them! This is my second Holiday Bingo for the 2023 season. This one is with the regal and elegant Larissa Weems. Enjoy! ❄️💋

Previous Bingo <—found here!

Holiday Bingo <—Here!!

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Prompt- Sky Resort/Winter Cabin

#37. Best Friend’s Mom troupe

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, age gap (all legal), mommy kink, kissing, grinding, fingering, thigh grinding, strap-on use, strap-fucking, multiple positions, teasing, semi-pda, flustering, light power play, light taunting, light overstimulation, implied future smut, implied eating out, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Thank you for having me, Mrs. Weems.”

You thanked the mom of your best friend as you got into the Weems’ car. They had invited you to their ski resort/winter cabin. You had been best friends with their daughter since grade school, and now you were both in college. You had been close to the whole family really, having been raised in the same neighborhood.

“Please Darling, call me Larissa.” Mrs. Weems insisted with her hypnotizing voice and her familiar smile.

Jesus… You had forgotten how much you enjoyed Mrs. Weems’ voice…

You blushed lightly and nodded.

“Of course, Larissa” you said, purposefully accentuating her name.

It was your first time seeing the Weems’ family since you went off to college last year. And so when they had found out that you were in town for winter break, the who family immediately invited you to come with to their winter resort.

And how could you refuse?

And so here you were, sitting in between your childhood bestie and her younger brother, in the back seat of Mrs. Weems’ white Volvo. The drive was a good ways away, as you were driving from Vermont to Whistler. But you didn’t mind.

The drive went by in a flash, and soon the car pulled up at the ski cabin. The time had flown by as you caught up with your bestie and her family. You talked about your college, she talked about hers, her brother talked sparsely about his school, Mr. Weems spoke a bit about his work, but by far the most capturing speaker was Mrs. Weems. Every time she spoke, the hours seemed to turn into minutes. You could listen to that woman talk for ages. And you happily egged her on to continue talking for majority of the drive. But like most things, they enjoyment seemed to fly by and come to an end.

“We are here…!!” Mrs. Weems exclaimed in an almost song-like expression, making you swoon lightly at her voice once more.

Everyone piled out of the car, and Mr. Weems immediately recruited your bestie’s brother to help him shovel the snow out of the driveway. Mrs. Weems Larissa delegated your best friend to grab the food stuffs and put it away in the kitchen.

“That leaves us, Darling. Would you mind helping me with the baggage…?” Larissa hummed in her low and musical tone.

These pet names tugged at your core far more than you remember them doing…

“I… of course, Mrs. Weems…!” You squeaked, a little intimidated by being alone with the tall blonde.

Larissa looked back at your and cocked her eyebrow at your expectantly.

“Oh Larissa-shit-Sorry right—!!” You exclaimed, your face getting red in embarrassment.

The woman’s eyes sparkled in a way that was new to you. She seemed amused… More than usual. She immediately smiled back at you when you corrected yourself.

“No worries, Dear.”

You blushed even more at the pet name, as you helped your best friend’s mom with the baggage. As you carried the luggage inside, your mouth dropped at the expansive and marvelous nature of the cabin.

This wasn’t a cabin… This was a fucking ski mansion.

Larissa chuckled lightly at your reaction.

“Let me show you around, Darling…” she hummed.

As you dropped off the baggage in each room, Larissa showed you the layout. The center of their ski resort was the common areas— kitchen, dining room, storage, living room, terrace, etc… Mr. Weems had the Northwest Wing, —This place had fucking wings—!!— The brother had the Southwest wing, and your bestie was in the Southeast wing. You dropped everyone’s bags off in each of their corresponding wings and rooms. Lastly, the Northeast wing was Larissa’s.

“The guest room that you will be staying in the Northeast wing right across from my private quarters.” Larissa informed you with a hum.

There was that sparkle in the woman’s eyes again…

“Thank you, Larissa…” you hummed right back.

Who were you to complain about being so close to such a goddess..??

You bit your lip lightly, as the woman smirked and opened your door, showing you into your room. Your eyes widened at the luxurious nature of the room, just as wealthy as the others… You placed your bags in the massive room.

And turned back to the woman. She seemed continually amused at your shock. Your gazes locked and your eyes gazed into Larissa’s for the moment. No words were spoken. You swore you caught the woman lick her lips, but part of you also swore that you imagined it. Neither of you backed down from the challenge of each other’s gaze.

Before you could think of it anymore, Suddenly you both heard Mr. Weems calling for everyone from the common space. The trance was broken and Larissa immediately swiveled towards the corridor and indicated for you to follow her back to the living room space.

You both met with the rest of the family in the living room, where Mr. Weems announced that he would be taking the children skying. He asked if you would be join them.

But before you could say anything, Larissa placed her hand on your waist and elegantly pulled you closer to her warm body. Your breathed hitched lightly at the physical closeness of the two of you. Your eyes widened and you looked to the side and up to the tall mother in anticipation.

“Actually, I will be needing her help in preparing for our holiday dinner. Plus, my Darling, I believe you don’t ski, isn’t that right…?” Larissa purred.

Her tone sounded… possessive…??

Now all eyes were on you. You gulped and locked eyes with Larissa, whose eye shored through your soul. All you could do was shake your head. She was still holding onto your waist. Your blush darkened.

“Excellent. Then it’s decided.” She exclaimed in her hypnotic tone, “You three go skying, while we prepare dinner.”

At the agreement of the rest of the family, Larissa let go of your waist. You could feel her hand burning into your clothes skin, and with that feeling suddenly gone, you instinctually let out a small whimper.

You desperately hoped that no one had caught it, and no one seemed to as no words about it were said. Mr. Weems and his children were busy running around to get their ski gear, as you just stood there frozen.

What has just happened…??

Suddenly you felt a hand against your back. You shivered through your entire body and looked up at Larissa as she guided you to the kitchen. She looks down at you with a knowing, darker smile. Before you knew it, the rest of the family had run out and left to hit the slopes before dark, leaving you alone with your mother’s best friend.

For the next few hours, Larissa had you complete menial tasks. Things such as dicing, mixing, chopping, and other cooking tasks. This wasn’t the problem.

The problem was the amount that this woman was affecting you… She was full on teasing and flirting with you. And it was fucking working.

All the pet names that she used… “Darling, would you be a doll and grab the tomato paste…?”, “That’s perfect, love. Just like that.”, “Oh Sweetheart, are you too short to reach that…?”

All the lingering touches on you… Her fingers lightly grazing across yours, Her hands squeezing your waist, her fingers tapping and running along your neck, her hands lightly massaging and lingering on your shoulders…

All the compliments she paid you unconditionally… “You look good in that, Darling…”, “You’re a natural, Love.”, “Such a good little sous-chef…”

It made you realize how much you like Larissa. And not just liked. But like like liked. The kind of like where by the time the family returned, you were day dreaming about the woman taking you against the counter… whispering filth in your ear… and making you forget everything but her.

But to be fair, you weren’t exactly being nice and fair to her either. You may have bent down a couple times in front of her after having “accidentally” dropped something… and you had no trouble purring out her name in every sentence you formed…

Then dinner came around, and you all sat down to eat. But Larissa didn’t relent. Sure, she was verbally less forward about her intentions, so that her family wouldn’t catch on. But her intentions were just as clear.

During dinner, Larissa had chosen to sit across from you. Throughout the meal, you felt her heeled foot graze up your leg, causing goosebumps to erupt all over your skin. You took deep breaths as your breathing threatened to become labored the higher up her heel dragged up your legs.

She gave your daggers stares every once in a while, and the woman wore a mischievous smirk the entire meal. You swore you’d get her back…

Finally, dinner ended and everyone began to retreat to their rooms. Larissa snagged you once more to help her clean up the dishes. As you were washing the dirty dishes, the woman came up behind you, placing her lips on the shell of your ear.

“Meet me in my room once you’ve changed and are ready for bed…” She huskily whispered.

Shivers went through your spine and directly to your core. You nodded and didn’t say another word. Once the dishes were done, you raced to your room. You quickly stripped your clothes and hoped in the shower, desperate to wash off all the embarrassment and blush from your frame. After your shower, you went to put on your pajamas. On your bed when you returned from the shower, you found a set of silk pjs, a button down shirt and a pair of shorts. Along with the set, there was a note.

Wear these. Only these. ~Larissa <3

You gulped and nodded instinctively. You put on the pj set, and left your room, quietly creeping across the hall to Larissa’s room.

You knocked lightly, and the tall woman answered the door. She smiled lightly and opened the door slightly for you to slip in. She closed the door behind you.

“Have a seat, Darling.” She purred with a warm smile, indicating to the edge of the bed, “That set looks marvelous on you.”

“Thank you, Larissa…” you purred right back.

You sat on the edge of the bed, finally getting the courage to look at the woman. Your eyes widened as you saw Larissa. Her pinned back hair was completely unpinned, her blonde curls bouncing freely. She was wrapped up in a thin silver, silk coverup, that accentuated her curves perfectly. She still had somw makeup on, just her lipstick as far as you could tell. Her red, luscious lips… Your mouth went dry and you couldn’t help but stare.

“Cat got your tongue…?” Larissa teased, as she continued to elegantly stand right in your line of sight.

You gulped and blushed even more.

“I—Larissa. You look… really good…” you breathed out, your face tomato red with blush.

Larissa smirked and began to stalk slowly toward you. She stopped right in front of the edge of the bed. Her fingers delicate yet firm moved to cup your face, caressing your cheek. You instinctually leaned into the woman’s touch, closing your eyes and humming lightly in delight.

“I like my name on your tongue…”

Your eyes shot open at Larissa’s words. You gulped and looked up at her gaze. Her eyes were dark and shimmering like they were all day.

“I like it too…” you whispered in confession.

Larissa then leaned into your personal space, bringing her hot breath against your neck.

“Tell me if you want to stop, and I’ll stop, no questions asked, alright Darling…?” She breathed out.

“Yes. Don’t stop—” you let out in a gasp.

As soon as those words left your lips, Larissa mouth was on your neck, licking, sucking, and tasting your skin. You were sure that she would leave marks by the way she sucked, but you couldn’t care less right now. Larissa quickly found your sensitive spot. You craned your neck back and your eyes rolled back as your mouth opened in a silent scream.

“Ohhhhhh Larissa—” you breathily groaned.

Larissa hummed in delight at your groan. But she quickly pulled you away afterwards, making you whine.

“Tsk tsk, Darling, no whining.” She sternly told you.

Your eyes widened and you gulped.

“Sorry, Larissa”

Larissa smiled and nodded in understanding. She then picked you up with ease, making you yell lightly. She carried you back to the middle of the bed. You played on your back, propped up by your elbows, as you watched the older woman at the edge of the bed.

She began to teasingly remove her robe. You bit your lip and groaned.

“Please don’t tease…!” You pleaded with the woman.

Larissa chuckled and quickly removed her robe, revealing a crimson lingerie set.

“Alright, Darling…”

Larissa then crawled up the bed and came up on top of you. Both of your breathing were already labored. Your eyes locked once more. Before Larissa could do anything, you reached up with one hand, grabbing the woman’s neck and smashing your lips together. You groaned into the kiss. Larissa growled playfully, making quick work of grabbing your hands and holding them above your head.

“I’m in charge…” she purred darkly against your lips.

The kiss was heated and passionate. You could feel the years of built up need against the woman’s lips. Eventually, you bit had to pull away for air.

“Fuck. I’ve wanted to do that ever since high school…” you panted with a big shit eating grin spread across your face.

Larissa chuckled at your confession.

“I hear you, Darling… It took all of my restraint not to just take you in the kitchen earlier…”

Your mouth went dry and you bucked your hips up and groaned in response to her words.

“Yessss please Larissa…!”

“The walls are soundproof so if you want anything, you are going to have to scream and cry for it, Darling…” Larissa purred lustfully.

As she said this, she straddled your frame and began grinding her body against yours.

“Ohhhhhh fuck fuck” you panted, getting louder and louder, “please clothes—off Larissa—!!”

The woman still had your hands pinned above your head with the ease of one of her beautiful and manicured hands.

“Using your words, good girl…”

Shivers ran through your body at the praise, especially as you felt Larissa’s free fingers unbuttoning your pj shirt. You eyes fluttered open at this act and your mouth dropped at her unbuttoning your shirt one handed with ease.

Larissa met your gaze shortly as she continued to expose your chest.

“Not my first time, Darling…” she chuckled tauntingly.

“What, have you fucked your daughter’s best friend before?” You shot back.

As soon as the words had left your mouth, you gasped and you knew it had been a mistake. Larissa gaze met yours, staring you down. She chuckled again, but this one was darker and more wicked…

In one swift move, Larissa shifted you on top of her own lap, as she rested against the headboard of her bed. She placed you to where you straddled her one creamy thigh, and her hands were on your waist.

Your shirt was unbuttoned three quarters of the way. You gulped and looked towards the woman. She met your gaze with a smirk. The hands on your hips ground you down of her thigh, making your squeal in pleasurable stimulus. Your hips instinctually bucked against her thigh, desperate for the stimulus. The combination of her creamy thigh and the thin silk against your exposed cunt made you dizzy. Larissa continued to grind you against her thigh, not relenting. You bumped the woman’s thigh in needy desperation as she watched amusingly.

As your moans and yelps turned more incoherent, as you got wetter and wetter to the point of where you could combust any second, Larissa brought her lips against the shell of your ear.

“No, you are the only friend of my daughters who undresses me with your eyes and who acts a like a slut needing to be put in line…” Larissa darkly cooed.

“Ahhhhh mMmm fuck Larissa please—!!” You cried out breathily.

“What do you need, Darling…?” She teased.

“N-need… need to cum GOD please Larissa—!!!” You cried out, your body starting to shake from the stimulation.

Just as those words left your mouth, Larissa yanked you off her thigh, and dropped you in the spot of the bed in between her legs. You squeaked in dismay and response, almost ready to cry at how close you had been.

“No n-no Larissa please…” you immediately began to beg the woman.

Larissa simply shushed you, effectively silencing you. Her hand ran up and down your sensitive frame. You immediately leaned into her touch and purred in pleasure.

“Let’s make you purr properly…” she cooed lustfully.

Larissa then continued to removed your shirt, throwing it aside, and moving to your shorts, which were thrown aside just as easily. Her hands then positioned you to straddle her entire frame, exposing your cunt to the cold air and making you yelp lightly.

You then felt Larissa’s cold fingers cup your sex.

“Ahh ahhhhmmmm Larissa yessss please…!!”

Larissa smirked and slid two fingers into your cunt with ease.

“Darling, you are drenched.”

The words left the woman’s mouth with pride. You blushed but didn’t have it in your mind to respond, no you were too occupied, grabbing onto Larissa’s shoulders for support and desperately grinding against her hand.

“Yes yes yessss Larissa—” you hissed.

Her fingers pumped and curled inside you with ease and to no surprise to either of you.

“I’ve been working you up all day, hmmm love…? Making you such a needy girl…”

You nodded your head vigorously and groaned once more.

It didn’t take long before you were on the edge once more, and begging Larissa to let you cum.

“No, not yet.” She firmly told you.

You whimpered but nodded in understanding.

“What do you think my daughter, your best friend would think if she walked in on us…?” Larissa lustfully cooed.

Your eyes rolled back and you cried out at her words.

“Oh God No no no soooo bad—!!” You cried out, “please Larissa please need it need it so bad…!!!”

With that, Larissa pulled out of you completely.

“No fuck n-no!” You exclaimed and groaned loudly.

Larissa chuckled and firmly grabbed your cheeks, holding them together.

“Darling, You have no idea what you were getting yourself involved in… Are you still sure about this…?”

Suddenly a wave of confidence crashed over you, you lined yourself up with the woman’s clothed sex and ground yourself against her, making Larissa hiss out in pleasure.

“Give it to me, mommy… I can’t take it…” you whispered in the woman’s ear.

Suddenly, Larissa lunged you forward, flipping you back and on your back, as she towered over you and held you hands above your head once more, spreading you out like a starfish. She growled in your face, making you busk your hips up in desperation.

“Careful what you ask mommy for…”

You gulped and whimpered, still bucking your hips up for any kind of friction. Larissa then released you, and got off the bed. You immediately sat up in confusion.

“Get on all fours.” Larissa ordered, as she opened the side drawer of her bedside drawer.

You immediately did as you were told, getting on all fours so that you were facing the door. You heard Larissa shuffle to put something on, before joining you back on the bed, this time behind you.

“You want mommy to give it to you, Sweetheart…?”

Her tone dripped with lust. You gulped and nodded eagerly, wiggling your ass in the air.

“Yes yes yes mommy please—!!” You cried out.

Larissa came flush up against your behind, her strap-on dick gliding against your folds.

“Mommy’s applied generous lube on her dick, Baby… all ready to make you mine…” she growled.

Before you could respond, the woman was pushing her dick into your core.

“Ohhhhh ahhhh fuck fuck— Larissa!!” You cried out.

“Shhh, good girl… taking me so well, breathe, Darling…”

You took a deep breath, and then you could feel her dick all the way inside you, all the way to the hilt.

“Shiiiiiit…” your eyes rolled back, “More GOD MORE please mommy!!”

“Good girl.”

Larissa began rocking her hips back and forth, pulling her plastic dick in and out of you at a decent pace.

“Yes god Harder F-faster—!!!” You screamed desperately.

Your hands gripped the sheets beneath you like a vice.

“S-so close—-!! Larissa Mommy please…!!!” You screamed.

Larissa chuckled, and with one more hard thrust, you were coming on her dick. Hard. Screaming and panting.

But Larissa didn’t stop after that. No, she sped up. Tears began to fall down your face.

“F-fffuck Larissa god—!!” You screamed.

Before your mind could register anything, Larissa had flipped you back onto your back, fucking you into the mattress. Your mount opened in overwhelming pleasure.

As Larissa pounded into you and you could contain your screams, you suddenly lunged forward and smashed your lips into hers.

God were you definitely addicted to these lips…

Larissa full on moaned into the kiss, and she never relented in continuing to fuck you into her mattress. Not once. Your eyes rolled back and you screamed as your next orgasm overtook you.

Your whole body went limp after you came down from your high, and Larissa was quick to kindly help you down and off your high. She slowly pulled out of you, still a panting, limp mess. You collapsed on the bed, and Larissa was quick to throw the strap to the side and go into the bathroom to grab a warm washcloth, then coming up next to you.

“May I…?” She gently asked for permission to take care of you.

You nodded with your flushed face. Larissa hummed in satisfaction as she cleaned you up caringly. When she was done, she joined you on the bed, pulling you into her embrace.

You were beat and ready to fall asleep. You’d face the consequences of your actions tomorrow, you decided.

“Tomorrow, I’m going to get a proper taste of you, Darling…” Larissa hummed in your ear as she lazily ran her fingers through your hair, while you dozed off to sleep.

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weiss-royal-schnee · 2 years

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She remembered what Weiss told her

#rwby #ruby rose #weiss schnee #my 🌹 child #my otp #my ❄️ daughter #white rose #rwby ice queendom spoilers #rwby ice queendom #ice queendom spoilers #ice queendom

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riveramorylunar · 1 year

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𝔊𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔙𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔠𝔨

Series Masterlist, (Chapter 13)

Pairings: Leonora Lesso x Reader

Warnings ⚠️: Not really any

Pet Names/Nicknames: none

Word Count: 1,822

"Miss. Frost that's enough put them down" Lesso said and Skadi just looked at her. Skadi dropped Obsidian to the ground after frosting their shirt. "Aren't you mad that they stole Y/N's voice" Skadi spat out as she walked up to the Dean of Evil. "If we can't find her voice she won't be able to speak ever again" she growled out as her eyes still glowed. "Aren't you angry that you'll never be able to hear her beautiful voice ever again" Skadi continued as she looked up at Lesso who was looking back down at her. Lesso clenched her jaw tightly as she gripped her cane in her hand. Before things could escalate Y/N rushed over and stood between the two facing Skadi. Skadi looked down at Y/N who was looking up at her with pleading eyes. Skadi's eyes turned back to normal and all the ice had shattered to the ground. Before anyone could do anything Obsidian and the other two ran towards the window before crashing through it. Y/N rushed over and looked out of the shattered window to see the three of them falling. "We will be back" Eternity shouted before the three landed in the water. Y/N turned around and looked around to see everyone looking at her.

It's been almost three weeks since Y/N lost her voice and she was getting worse. She usually stayed in her dorm room crying and in the library reading some of the books in there. Sometimes she would go to the secret library and stay there all day. She thought skipping classes would be fine since she couldn't speak at all. But the one thing she spent most of her time was swimming in the lake. Y/N was laying at the bottom of the lake looking up at the night sky as she played with her hair. How was she gonna tell her parents and Melody that she had lost her voice forever and how would they react. She took a deep breath in before letting it out as she watched the water ripple around her. She opened her eyes when she heard something splash in the water. She saw something floating down so she sat up and reached for it. It was a glass bottle with a piece of paper in it. She opened the vile and took the paper out before reading over it. She rolled her eyes as she stuffed it back into the glass bottle before making it poof. She laid back down and closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes she saw it was morning. She sat up before swimming to the top of the lake before peaking out. She stopped when she was looking at a pair of black heel boots. Her eyes trailed up to see the Dean of Evil was standing there. "So you finally come out from hiding I see" Lesso teased and Y/N just narrowed her eyes at the Dean. As she was staring at Lesso someone was walking up to her. Before they could grab her and pull her out she bit them. They yelped before yanking their arm back. "What the hell" the person shouted and Y/N smirked under the water. Lesso looked over at Soren to see him holding his hand. "That's a pretty nasty bite go to the nurses office" Lesso said and Soren huffed before walking away. Y/N watched the boy walk away before looking back at Lesso. "Everyone is starting to worry about you, you know especially your friends and me" Lesso said the last part quietly. Y/N just looked at Lesso for a couple minutes before pointing behind her. Lesso looked over to the bench and saw just a robe laying on it. Lesso walked over and grabbed the fluffy blue robe before walking back over. She looked away as she held the robe out for Y/N.

After a couple seconds Y/N tapped Lesso's shoulder. Lesso looked at Y/N and smiled down at her as Y/N just looked up at her. "Come on let's go get you some breakfast after you change" Lesso said and Y/N just stood in place. "You don't want to go do you" Lesso said and Y/N shook her head no causing the Dean to sigh. "At least go back to your dorm I'll have someone bring your food up alright" Lesso said as she looked around before pecking Y/N on the lips. Y/N blushed before looking away as she felt another peck on her cheek.

Y/N was sitting in front of the fireplace when someone knocked on the door before slowly opening it. The person walked in to see Y/N sitting near the fireplace so they walked over. "Lady Lesso told me to bring this to you, you like salad right" Y/N looked up when she heard the voice and smiled softly before nodding. The man smiled back before holding out the tray of salad and the drink. Y/N stood up and took the tray from the man. The man had short brown wavey hair and light blue eyes. He looked more like a boy but with his voice as deep as it is you could tell he was no boy. He had angel wings that touched the floor and a forehead crown that had a green diamond in the middle held up by two gold chains on either side. He wore diamond shaped earrings as well. The shirt he was wearing had three green diamonds hanging from the neck of the shirt. He wore a dark beige blazer that had gold patterns on it. As Y/N grabbed her fork she looked up at the man to see him still standing there. She motioned to the ground beside her with the fork and he sat down next to her. "Oh I'm Theodore I'm one of the cooks" the man said and Y/N looked up with a mouthful of salad. Y/N looked over at the table before reaching over and grabbing the notebook that was laying on it.

The two talked for a while well more like Theo talked while Y/N wrote down on the notebook before showing it to him. After Y/N finished her salad Theo stood up before taking the tray from Y/N's hands. He helped her up before bowing. "If you need anything like food a drink or just a snack ask one of the fairies and I'll bring it" he said and Y/N thanked him with a bow of her head before he left. As the door shut Y/N got up and made her way to the balcony before leaning against the railing. She looked over when she saw the crow she was fond of land next to her. She smiled before stroking its beak causing it to squawk.

Meanwhile down near the ocean three of the Ever students were picking stuff up when they saw something glowing. One of the girls walked over and picked it up. "what the hell do you think it is" the other girl said as she peered over the other girls shoulder. "Don't know but we should hand it over to Professor Dovey just in case it's dangerous" the girl holding the vile said and the other two agreed. They walked back up the hill and made their way back to the school for good. The girl that was carrying the vile said goodbye to her friends before making her way towards the Dean of good's office. She arrived and knocked on the door before opening it after hearing a come in. The Ever girl walked in before shutting the door behind her. "Oh Cytheria what brings you in here" Professor Dovey said as she stopped what she was doing before standing up. "Well me and my friends had found something near the ocean and we don't know if it's dangerous or not so I brought it here just in case" Cytheria said as she held out the vile. Professor Dovey carefully took it in her hands before her eyes widened in shock. "Thank you dear I believe this belongs to someone who has lost something dear to them" she said and Cytheria smiled before leaving the room.

Dovey immediately rushed out of her office before heading to Y/N'd dorm room first. She knocked on the door and waited a minute but there was no answer. She opened the door and looked around not seeing Y/N at all. She headed to the library next but she wasn't there either making the Dean of good frown. She searched through the whole school and couldn't find Y/N making her huff. She made her way into the communal hall to see Y/N's friends chatting away but there was no sign of her. Dovey walked up to the group before smiling softly. "Have any of you seen Miss Y/N anywhere I can't seem to find her I looked everywhere" Dovey said making Y/N's friends look at her. "Have you checked at the bottom of the lake" Y/N's friends all said at the same time and they giggled at that. Dovey shook her head no before she turned around and started walking off but was stood. "May we ask why you are looking for her" Sebastian said and Dovey turned back around to look at them. "I have something that belongs to her" she said as she held the vile up to show Y/N's friends.

Their eyes all widened in shock. "Is that her voice" Althea asked and Dovey nodded. "You won't mind if we take it to her instead, do you" Skadi said as she stepped ahead. "Of course not dear go ahead" Dovey said as she handed the vile over to Skadi who thanked her before rushing off. The others rushed after Skadi as they made their way out of the castle and towards the lake. Skadi stopped in front of the lake before shouting Y/N's name. After a couple seconds Y/N poked her head out of the water and saw her friends looking at her smiling. "We have something for you" Skadi said as she held the vile out. Y/N was halfway out of the water now as she looked at the vile questioningly. Skadi rolled her eyes before opening the vile. They all watched as the yellow ball of light floated towards Y/N before disappearing. Y/N's eyes widened in shock as she grabbed hold of her neck. "H-hi" Y/N had said and her friends all shrieked as they jumped into the lake and hugged their friend. Y/N started crying and let out a sob of relief as she was finally able to talk again. She couldn't wait to speak to Lesso again.

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etheralsweetheart · 5 months

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MK Characters with a breeding kink

Might make a part two (you can write in the comments who else could have this kink) MDNI (Breeding, Pregnancy kink (?), Degradation, Somnophilia)

Liu Kang ❤️🔥

Look at him. This man would definitely want to have kids, even if he's a god with little time on his hand. He feels dirty whenever he looks at you and the only thing on his mind, is fucking his cum into you. But he can't help it whenever he sees his lover. He enjoys putting his forehead on yours as he's in missionary. Something about this gesture feels so soft and intimate. Sex is impossible for him if there isn't a loving gesture. He hopes to get you pregnant, he just wants to see you carrying his child. "Dear, you're doing so good for me…” He would whisper into your ear while slowly and softly fucking into you. “Such a beauty…”

Bi-Han 💙❄️

Bi-Han is mean. He almost sees you as his personal fleshlight. Just a hole for him to fuck. He doesn't care how worried you are about getting pregnant, he's coming inside. You can't even talk with how hard he's fucking into your already abused hole, how puffy it has gotten from the overstimulation. But even with how sensitive your poor cunt is, it can't stop pulling him in. And whenever you whine and tell him to stop, he just comes with a "Is that so? Because I can feel your pussy milking my cock." He's expecting you to give him a heir. Bi-Han trust you enough to do the job and give him a son. Everytime you guys fuck, he makes sure to cum multiple times inside your cunt. He has to make sure you're completely stuffed with his potent semen.

Kuai Liang 💛🦂

Man has insane baby fever. Whenever he's in a store, he'd stare like five minutes straight at the baby section. He just finds the clothes adorable and hopes to get you pregnant, so he can buy these clothes for his baby. Oftentimes he would ask to start a family and get sad, whenever you felt you weren't ready (idk how, I'd immediately jump on his bones). But whenever you guys have sex, he can't help but think about breeding you. He has this need to fuck his cum deep inside you. He also enjoys after cumming inside you and then watching all his cum oozing out of your poor abused cunt. “You did so good… good night, honey” he says softly while wrapping his strong arms around your body. Please let him breed you, he'd be a great dad trust me

Fujin 🩵🌪️

RAAAA FUJIN. That one interaction between him and Sonya

Fujin: You must like having a daughter

Sonya: Still getting used to the whole idea

Fujin: It is a joy I will never know

But after meeting you, he wants to try and make this reality. You both fell in love and Fujin brought it up one time. When you agree that you are ready to start a family, he gets ecstatic, as well as a feeling in his lower stomach. He was laying on the bed, his long white hair free from the braid. You were riding him, hands gripping his shoulder. Obviously he would never hurt you, but he can't help accidentally leaving little crescent shaped marks on your hips. "My Love... You are so so.. beautiful" He pants out while he fills you up with his cum for the third time. "My Dear... So good just for me..." Fujin groans out.

Syzoth 💚🦎

The thing with Syzoth is that he isn’t human and that he experiences a breeding season. You’d notice how much bigger he’d make himself whenever there are other men near you. He gets more clingy, you can forget privacy, with him following you everywhere. You’d ask what’s wrong and he’d denied it, as if whatever it was, was shameful to admit. You dropped it. But you can’t ignore these weird changes getting stronger each day. Until one night you woke up when you felt something rubbing against your ass. When you turned to look, you gasped a bit. There was Syzoth, dry humping you, eyes closed and he was biting his lips to keep quiet. “Syzoth..?” You mumble, not even fully conscious. Suddenly his eyes snap open and he looks at you. His eyes looked different, it held a lot more emotion in them. Suddenly he pushes your head back into the pillow. A small yelp escapes your mouth, but Syzoth was already on you. He’s tearing down your pants and without warning pushes his whole length inside you. It stretched you and you can only bury your face in the pillow, as he fucks with no remorse. “Mate… need to breed mate…” he whispers. Then he leaned down, his bare chest touching your back, as he kissed your ear. “I’m… so.. sorry.. Fuck!” He hisses out the last part. You can only moan as he uses your body for the rest of the night.

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fuckmyskywalker · 4 months

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❄️ 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟔𝐭𝐡 : 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡!𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫.

— CW: 18+. Smut. PiV. Age gap. Dirty talk. | Word count 0.6k (not proofread!)

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“I didn’t ask for your goddamned opinion, didn't I?” Anakin grunts, pushing your face against the worn out cushions of the couch. “When you have children of your own, you'll know how much of a pain in the ass they are.”

He slaps your ass, groping your hips to raise it higher. The position pushes his cock deep enough so you think he is rearranging your guts— maybe even making room for that child he always threatens to put in you. Anakin always says how you would—will be a wonderful mother.

“Sorry,” You choke, not sure if you want to crawl away from him or press your body closer to his. “I’m sorry— I’m sorry!”

He slaps your ass again, tightening his hold on your head. It doesn't matter how good it feels to have his cock squeezed by your tight, slick walls. You simply cannot seem to shut the fuck up— which only makes his headache worse. His head—along with his cock— throbs painfully.

The wisest thing would be to cut off the alcohol, but everyone knows Anakin is just as physically unable to stop drinking as he is to be a responsible father.

“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” Anakin growls, cutting your airflow with his big hand. “I come home from spending the night with my stupid family, had to listen— fuck— my daughter yelled at me for hours, had to see my princess with her new fucking boyfriend, and now I have to listen to your damn sobbing?” His hips speed up, slamming his thighs against your ass with thrusts that punch the air out of your lungs. “Thought you wanted to be good for me, whore.”

“I do!” You object, twisting your neck to both breath and speak. “I just want to be good.”

Sure, this wasn't supposed to be the way you thought you'd spend the morning after Christmas, but something about being used as a stress reliever helps to soothe your need for validation and affection. You are happy to bring something positive to your boyfriend’s shitty life.

Your body tenses and Anakin groans louder, his raw, deep voice making you moan again. He isn't loud when it comes to sex but he sure likes to run that filthy mouth of his.

“Fucking brat, you might as well be my daughter too if you are going to try and boss me around.”

“Everyone was talking shit ‘bout you too— guess they don’t like seeing Daddy happy.” You make him happy. Oh how lovely that makes you feel.

“You are getting so fucking tight, God— you like to be used like a ragdoll? My precious toy to fill with cum?”

You do. You sure do.

The couch moves violently as he bullies your poor pussy, and you are sure the damn trailer is moving too, anyone who walks by could figure out what's happening in the inside, and Anakin doesn't bother to close the ripped curtains. The armrest of the couch hits the small table next to Anakin’s back, making it stagger and causing the mug of— now cold— coffee you brewed this morning to ease his hungover to fall onto the already dirty rug. The noise makes Anakin groan annoyed, slapping your ass again as if it was your fault.

“See what you do with all your fucking squirming?” He scolds you the way someone would talk to a child. “I should make you clean it with your tongue.”

You want to apologize, he already has much on his plate, right? You are supposed to make his life easier but there you go just stressing him more. Mindless apologies and «I’m sorry» mumbles fall down your lips, followed by a string of drool.

“You'll be sorry when I'm done with you.”

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bitchiswild · 4 months

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Winter Ball

Kim Minjeong x F! Reader

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 3.5k

A/n: ❄️🎻🪩

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The Winter Ball, an event steeped in opulence and prestige, stands as the pinnacle of the year's social calendar. Within its glittering halls, destinies intertwine, where chance encounters spark romances and hearts both unite and fracture. This illustrious affair owes its existence to the esteemed Kim Seok, a titan among elites, who christened the gala in honor of his beloved daughter, Kim Minjeong, affectionately known as Winter.

Beyond its facade of elegance and grandeur, the Winter Ball is a nexus of strategic alliances and lucrative sponsorships, where business dealings are as commonplace as swirling waltzes and whispered confessions. Yet, amid the clinking glasses and shimmering gowns, there exists an unwritten expectation, one fervently held by Kim Seok himself. With each meticulously planned Winter Ball, he harbors a silent hope—a hope that his daughter, Winter, might find love amidst the enchanting splendor.

Winter, however, is a vision of independence and conviction. Echoing her father's unyielding spirit, she rebuffs the allure of romantic entanglements with a steadfast declaration: "I have no need for such entrapments. Love is a fallacy." Yet, despite her protestations, Kim Seok discerns a familiar skepticism in her words, a reflection of his own past reservations before fate introduced him to the love of his life—Winter's mother.

In the depths of his heart, Kim Seok yearns for Winter to experience the transformative power of love, much as he did. With an ardent wish that transcends the gilded confines of the Winter Ball, he quietly prays for the serendipitous arrival of the one who will awaken his daughter's belief in love, just as it was once awakened within him.

As the anticipation mounts and the chandeliers cast their ethereal glow upon the revelers, Kim Seok watches over the festivities, his paternal gaze holding a silent plea to the stars: that Winter, his cherished daughter, may find within this glittering celebration the key to unlock the guarded chambers of her heart.

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Winters POV

I let out a resigned sigh, my eyes scanning the elegantly adorned room filled with twirling couples lost in their own romantic reverie. Amidst the enchanting melodies and graceful waltzes, I stood on the periphery, a silent observer of a spectacle that failed to captivate my convictions. Love, in my view, was a frivolous pursuit—an enigmatic dance of emotions I had no desire to partake in. Love at first sight? Ridiculous.

"Minjeong!" Jimin's voice interrupted my musings, drawing my attention to my ever-optimistic best friend. She flashed a knowing smile, her eyes twinkling with a certainty that often accompanied her unwavering faith in matters of the heart.

"You're always so dismissive about love, but mark my words, one day you'll see. It'll all make sense," she remarked, her tone laced with a playful certainty that mirrored her perpetual optimism.

I couldn't help but scoff. "You say that as if it's some inevitable epiphany waiting to happen."

Jimin chuckled, her laughter carrying a hint of affectionate exasperation. "Trust me, Minjeong. Once you experience it, your perspective will shift entirely. Love won't seem like a waste of time anymore."

Her words lingered in the air as she sauntered away, disappearing into the crowd with her partner, leaving me to ponder her unwavering belief in the inexplicable magic of love.

Despite my protestations, I couldn't shake off the echo of her words. Was there a kernel of truth in her confident assertions? Could love truly transform one's outlook, turning what I deemed as frivolous into something profound and meaningful?

As the music swelled and the enchantment of the Winter Ball continued to weave its spell around the room, I found myself caught in a fleeting moment of contemplation. Perhaps, just perhaps, amidst the sea of skeptics, cynics, and believers alike, there existed a truth waiting to reveal itself—a truth about love that I had yet to uncover.

As I made my way towards the refreshments, a subtle shift in the atmosphere caught my attention. A figure, graceful and poised, mirrored my steps toward the drink table. Her presence, almost magnetic, tugged at my senses, and for a fleeting moment, the room seemed to shrink, centering around this enigmatic stranger.

"Sorry, am I in your way?" Her gentle voice broke the spell, drawing me from my reverie. I shook my head, startled by the sudden rush of emotions that stirred within me. "N-No, you're not. It's okay," I managed to stutter out, my heart thundering in my chest.

She giggled, her laughter a melody that resonated through the air, and in that moment, it felt like I was enveloped in pure bliss. Was this the inexplicable sensation Jimin spoke of—the rush of emotions, the rapid heartbeat, all in the presence of a stranger? Could this be the much-dismissed notion of love at first sight?

Summoning an ounce of courage I hadn't known I possessed, I extended my hand towards her. "My name's Minjeong. What's yours?" The words stumbled out, coated in a mix of nerves and excitement.

The girl turned toward me, her eyes sparkling with an unspoken allure. "Y/n," she replied, taking my hand in hers. "Nice to meet you, Minjeong. But I've got to get going; my friends are waiting for me. I'll see you on the dance floor?" Her words lingered in the air, a question tinged with a hint of anticipation.

I could only nod dumbly, lost momentarily in the radiance of her smile. As she giggled and gracefully departed, I felt a rush of relief flood through me. It was as if the weight of the moment lifted as she left my vicinity. Gathering my composure, I hurriedly made my way through the crowd, seeking out Jimin amidst the throng of revelers.

"Jimin!" I called out, scanning the crowd for my ever-supportive best friend. Spotting her animatedly conversing with a group nearby, I navigated through the sea of dancers and socialites, eager to share the whirlwind of emotions coursing through me.

"Minjeong, there you are!" Jimin's eyes lit up as she noticed me approaching, her expression expectant. "Did you find yourself a drink?"

I chuckled, trying to compose myself after the unexpected encounter. "Yeah, but more importantly, Jimin, I just had the most...unexpected moment."

Jimin arched an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Oh? Do tell!"

I recounted the brief yet intense interaction with Y/n, the rush of emotions, and the lingering sensation of having stumbled upon something inexplicably enchanting.

Jimin's grin widened with each word, a silent acknowledgment dancing in her eyes. "Minjeong, could it be? Love at first sight?"

I hesitated, grappling with the idea I'd dismissed moments before. "I don't know, Jimin. It sounds so cliché, doesn't it? But there was something about her... It was different."

Jimin's laughter bubbled forth. "Welcome to the club, Minjeong! Looks like someone's heart might be softening after all."

I rolled my eyes playfully but couldn't deny the fluttering feeling in my chest, a strange mix of nervousness and excitement at the thought of seeing Y/n again.

"Will you go dance with her?" Jimin nudged, her gaze filled with encouragement.

"I-I think so," I stammered, surprised by my own resolve. "I hope I see her there."

With Jimin's teasing encouragement and the memory of Y/n's smile lingering in my mind, I found myself swaying to the music, unable to shake off the lingering anticipation of a potential reunion.

As the night progressed and the melodies intertwined with laughter and whispers, I couldn't help but steal glances around the room, hoping for another glimpse of Y/n amidst the swirling crowd.

Time had passed, and there was no sight of Y/n. Faint disappointment settled in as I made my way back to the bar, hoping to find solace in another drink. Yet, to my surprise, there she was, standing next to a guy who seemed to be making her visibly uncomfortable.

My steps faltered as I approached the bar, the familiar sight of Y/n amidst an uncomfortable interaction stopping me in my tracks. A knot formed in my stomach, an instinctive urge to intervene surging within me.

Y/n stood there, her expression strained, a polite yet uneasy smile plastered on her face. Beside her loomed a guy, his demeanor exuding an unsettling sense of entitlement. His persistent attempts at conversation were met with Y/n's subtle but visible discomfort.

"I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" I questioned, my voice poised but carrying an underlying concern.

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise, a hint of relief flickering across her face. "Minjeong! I'm so glad you're here," she responded, her voice tinged with gratitude.

I turned my attention to the guy beside her, offering a friendly yet assertive smile. "Hi there! I'm Minjeong. Sorry to interrupt, but Y/n and I have some catching up to do, right?"

The guy glanced between us, seemingly taken aback but sensing the shift in the atmosphere, he excused himself with a half-hearted smile and sauntered away.

Y/n exhaled a breath she seemed to have been holding, offering me a grateful smile. "Thank you, Minjeong. That was...unexpected."

I shrugged, trying to downplay the gravity of the situation. "No problem. Looked like you needed a rescue."

As the tension dissipated, Y/n's gaze met mine, a silent understanding passing between us. The brief yet charged moment solidified something unspoken, a connection forming in the wake of an unexpected rescue.

"Hey, let's grab that drink together," I suggested, hoping to offer some reprieve from the uncomfortable encounter.

Y/n's smile widened, a genuine spark returning to her eyes. "I'd like that."

As we moved towards the bar, the weight of the encounter fading into the background, a newfound sense of camaraderie and intrigue filled the space between us.

The ambient glow of the Winter Ball seemed to dim in the wake of the burgeoning connection between Y/n and me. We settled at a quieter corner of the bustling venue, cocooned in our own world, amid the gentle hum of conversations and the occasional tinkling of glasses.

"So, Minjeong," Y/n began, her voice a melodic invitation to unravel the layers of our mutual acquaintance. "What brings you to the Winter Ball?"

I shared anecdotes about attending with Karina, my father's insistence on finding love for me at these events, and my own skepticism about the enchantment of love.

"And what about you, Y/n?" I inquired, eager to reciprocate the sharing. "How did you end up here?"

She laughed softly, the sound like a symphony in the midst of the ball's elegance. "Honestly, I was dragged here by a friend. Not much of a fan of these extravagant affairs myself."

As we conversed, the conversation flowed effortlessly, each exchange peeling away the layers of initial awkwardness. We discovered shared interests, from music preferences to our views on the complexities of life. There was a comfortable rhythm to our interaction, a natural chemistry that seemed to bridge any gap between us.

Time ceased to exist as we exchanged stories, laughter, and thoughts. The once-imposing Winter Ball now felt like an intimate setting, our dialogue weaving an invisible thread between us, binding our newfound connection.

The night wore on, the music shifting from lively tunes to mellower melodies, yet our conversation continued, unhurried and unreserved. Amidst the glamour and opulence of the ball, a genuine connection had blossomed—a serendipitous encounter that defied the confines of the grand event.

As the evening drew to a close and the final strains of music echoed through the hall, I realized that amidst the sea of faces and fleeting encounters, I had found an unexpected and cherished connection in Y/n.

Our exchange continued, weaving a tapestry of shared experiences and aspirations. As the night unfolded its secrets, we found ourselves drawn to the idea that chance encounters often held the most unforeseen treasures.

Eventually, the allure of the wintry night beckoned, and Y/n suggested we step outside to catch a breath of fresh air. The grand doors opened, leading us to the quiet serenity of the winter landscape outside.

A hushed blanket of snow had begun to descend, painting the night in a soft, ethereal glow. The air was crisp, and the gentle flakes danced around us, adding a touch of enchantment to the already magical evening.

Y/n and I stood side by side, gazing at the mesmerizing sight before us. The snowflakes twirled in the air, creating a tranquil scene that felt straight out of a storybook.

"It's beautiful," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to disturb the tranquility of the moment.

Y/n nodded in agreement, her eyes reflecting the soft glimmer of the falling snow. "It really is. There's something so serene about snowfall, isn't there?"

We stood there, amidst the quiet elegance of the wintry night, sharing a moment that transcended the grandeur of the Winter Ball. The snowflakes continued their graceful descent, enveloping us in a cocoon of tranquility and wonder.

In that peaceful solitude, our conversation took on a more introspective tone. We spoke of dreams, aspirations, and the inexplicable beauty found in the simplest of moments—a shared understanding that seemed to deepen the connection between us.

As the snow continued to cascade from the heavens, we exchanged quiet smiles, a silent acknowledgment of the rare beauty of this shared moment. For in the delicate dance of snowflakes and the whispers of our conversation, something special had bloomed between us.

As the delicate snowflakes continued their graceful descent, an unspoken warmth enveloped us in a cocoon of shared moments and unspoken sentiments. I turned to Y/n, a genuine sincerity coloring my words.

"I really enjoy your company, Y/n," I expressed, my voice carrying the weight of truth and vulnerability.

Her eyes sparkled with a reflective radiance, mirroring the sentiment. "I enjoy your company too, Minjeong," she replied, her smile a testament to the comfort found in our connection.

We stood there, side by side, witnessing the tranquil spectacle of the first snowfall. The silence between us was filled with unspoken words, an uncharted territory of emotions and possibilities.

"You know what they say about the first snow," I remarked, breaking the tranquil silence between us.

Y/n turned to me, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. "No, what is it?" she asked, her voice soft and attentive.

"It's where you make a wish, and they say it might just come true," I explained, a tinge of wistfulness in my tone.

"Make a wish, Minjeong," she encouraged gently, her eyes filled with a gentle encouragement that urged me to embrace the moment.

I let out a sigh, the weight of my wish settling in my chest. "I wish to take you out on a date," I confessed, the words slipping out, carrying the earnestness of my feelings.

In the tranquil serenity of the wintry night, with snowflakes twirling around us like silent witnesses, I dared to voice a longing that had quietly blossomed within me.

Y/n's gaze held mine, her eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions. Her soft smile echoed the silent understanding that had grown between us, a shared connection woven in the magical embrace of the first snow.

As the snowfall continued its gentle descent, a subtle chill began to permeate the air. I noticed Y/n subtly shivering, the cold seeping through the elegant attire she wore for the ball.

"You're getting cold, aren't you?" I asked, concern lacing my words as I observed her discomfort.

Y/n nodded, a faint blush gracing her cheeks. "A little, yes."

Without hesitation, I slipped off my own warm sweater, a comforting shield against the wintry chill, and offered it to her. "Here, take this. It's warmer," I insisted, my voice carrying both concern and a hint of bashfulness.

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise at the gesture, her gaze meeting mine in a mix of gratitude and astonishment. "Minjeong, I couldn't—"

"Please," I urged gently, my smile attempting to ease any reservations she might have. "I want you to be warm."

After a brief moment of hesitation, Y/n accepted the sweater, wrapping it around herself with a grateful smile. "Thank you, Minjeong. You're too kind."

The exchange brought an unexpected warmth to the wintry night—not just from the shared gesture but from the growing connection and the unspoken promise that hung between us.

With Y/n now shielded from the biting cold, our shared moment continued, the snowflakes descending around us in a silent ballet. The act of offering my sweater felt like a bridge between us, forging an unspoken closeness that transcended the physical warmth it provided.

As we stood there, enveloped in the beauty of the snowfall and the quiet understanding that bound us, the promise of a forthcoming date lingered in the air, an anticipation that added an extra layer of magic to the Winter Ball's enchanting allure.

The clock struck midnight, signaling the end of the enchanting evening. Reluctantly, I walked Y/n to her car, the weight of impending separation casting a shadow over our otherwise uplifting interaction.

"Here's my number. Text me about the date plan; I'm looking forward to it," Y/n said, her smile radiant with anticipation, as she handed me a slip of paper bearing her contact information.

My bashfulness emerged, rendering me momentarily speechless. "I'm excited too. I'll be sure to text you. Just get home safe, alright?" I replied softly, hoping to mask the fluttering nerves within me.

Y/n's smile widened, and in that moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. Her gentle kiss on my cheek felt like a jolt of electricity, sending my heart into a frenzy. For an instant, I felt as though I might lose my footing, caught in the unexpected rush of emotions.

"Good night, Minjeong," she whispered, her words carrying a softness that reverberated through me.

I stood there, watching her car depart, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. Placing a hand over my heart, I attempted to steady the rapid beating within my chest, the lingering sensation of her kiss lingering like an echo.

Before I could collect my thoughts, Karina came bounding towards me, brimming with excitement. "Oh my gosh, I saw everything! Minjeong is head over heels, everyone!" she exclaimed with uncontainable enthusiasm.

I stood there, Karina's excited proclamation ringing in my ears, a mix of bewilderment and anticipation coursing through me. Her words echoed a truth I had vehemently denied for so long—love had never held a place in my beliefs.

But as I stood there, my hand unconsciously lingering on the spot where Y/n's kiss had landed, a revelation dawned upon me. I had once deemed love a frivolous notion, dismissing it as a mere illusion. Yet, in this whirlwind encounter, I found myself yearning for something I never thought I'd desire.

The Winter Ball had unveiled a world of possibilities I had stubbornly ignored, and in the lingering warmth of Y/n's presence, my heart had stirred with unfamiliar emotions. What had begun as skepticism had morphed into an eager anticipation for what lay ahead—a date that held the promise of something genuine and heartfelt.

For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I found myself eagerly awaiting the prospect of love—a concept I once rejected but now, with each flutter of my heart, embraced with open arms.

Years cascaded by in a beautiful tapestry woven with shared moments, laughter, and a love that surpassed every doubt. Y/n and I stood side by side, a testament to the transformative power of love, as we returned to the Winter Ball each year.

My father's beaming smile was a reflection of his joy as he witnessed the love that had bloomed between Y/n and me. The Winter Ball, once a place of skepticism and uncertainty for me, now held a cherished significance—a testament to our enduring bond and the promise of a love that had weathered the test of time.

With each passing holiday season, Y/n and I found ourselves wrapped in the warmth of each other's presence. The Winter Ball had become more than just an extravagant event; it was a celebration of our love story—a reminder of the serendipity that had brought us together and the countless memories we continued to create.

The twinkling lights, the elegant dances, and the festive atmosphere held a deeper meaning now—a symbol of our shared journey, a testament to the enduring love that had blossomed amidst the enchantment of that first Winter Ball.

As we danced under the glittering lights, surrounded by the echoes of laughter and the whispers of timeless promises, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the unexpected turns that had led me to find the love of my life.

Every holiday season was now a cherished opportunity—a chance to revel in the love that had transformed my beliefs, turning skepticism into an unwavering certainty that love, indeed, was the most powerful magic of all.

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chelseachilly · 5 months

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do you want to build a snowman?

pairing: reader x ben chilwell request: "ok so you and ben have a daughter around 3 or 4 and its her first time seeing snow so they take her outside to build a snowman :)" - anonymous warnings: fluffff, dad!ben word count: 2k

author’s note: thanks for all the requests!! i'm really getting in the flow of writing rn (and inspired by the holidays) so i'm going to do my best to write as many of them as i can! ❄️

“Is Daddy gonna be home soon?”

It’s not the first - or the second, or the fifth - time your daughter has asked this question since she woke up this morning.

Ben left for training shortly before 8, and neither you nor your daughter Sophie were awake yet. You could’ve happily slept a few more hours, but Sophie woke you up not long after to excitedly announce that it had snowed overnight.

In her four years of life, your daughter has never seen a significant amount of snow, at least that she can recall. It snowed quite a bit on her first Christmas, but she was far too little to remember that, and since then there’s been nothing but a few flurries here and there or a light dusting on the rooftops.

She’s quite fascinated by the concept from watching movies and TV shows featuring winter activities and is currently deep in a Frozen phase, which means she’s obsessed with the idea of building a snowman.

Over the past month as the weather got colder, you and Ben had tried to keep her expectations low as you weren’t sure you would get enough snow to make this dream a reality. You could tell it was killing Ben to disappoint her - he hates denying his little girl anything - and a few nights ago you caught him looking into booking a holiday to Switzerland or Finland or anywhere she would be guaranteed some snow.

Thankfully, today her prayers were answered, and you were fully prepared to bundle up and go outside with her before you even had your coffee, but she insisted on waiting for Ben. It was their plan to build the snowman together, Sophie told you, and she stuck to her decision even when you reminded her he wouldn’t be home for hours.

It‘s been pretty adorable watching her anxiously await her dad’s return all morning, pacing around the house and checking for his car in the driveway often. You can tell how badly she wants to go out and play in the glistening white snow, and the remarkable restraint she’s showing is a testament to how much of a daddy’s girl she is.

“Not too much longer, sweetheart,” you assure her as you beckon her to come cuddle with you on the couch where you’re doing a bit of work on your laptop. “He texted a while ago and said he’ll be here as soon as he can.”

“Alright,” Sophie sighs. “Can you put on Frozen?”

You’ve watched this movie more times than you can count lately, and once already today, but you remind yourself that you signed up for this when you chose to be a parent as you’re queuing up Disney Plus once again.

Later, when you’re nearing the end of the film and you’ve given up on doing any more work as long as your daughter is screaming the lyrics to each song, you hear the sound of the front door opening and closing.

“Daddy!”

The movie is quickly abandoned as Sophie darts toward the foyer to greet Ben. You’re not too far behind her, though by the time you reach them she’s already in her dad’s arms.

“Daddy, it snowed!” Sophie exclaims, her little arms wrapped around Ben’s neck. “We have to build a snowman!”

“I know, darling,” Ben laughs, giving Sophie another squeeze before gently setting her down. “Why don’t you go get your coat on while I say hello to Mummy?”

Sophie nods and eagerly runs toward the closet to fetch her winter coat. As Ben drops his bag and makes his way over to you, you can see how tired he is from training. When he cups your face to give you a kiss, you can tell he’s also freezing.

“How was training, baby?” you murmur, placing your hands on his to warm them up.

“Cold,” Ben sighs. “Forgot how brutal it is training in the snow. I’m glad the gaffer let us go home early, though.”

“You and me both,” you smile, leaning in to kiss him again. “Maybe you should warm up a bit before going out to play with Soph?”

“No, she’s been waiting for me all day,” Ben says. “I’ll be fine.”

You know there’s no changing his mind, especially when Sophie comes running back into the room in her adorable little puffer jacket that nearly swallows her whole. You help her zip it up and grab mittens, a scarf and a hat to keep her warm, as well as some for you and Ben.

Once you’re all ready to face the cold, you head out to the garden together. You and Ben have matching grins on your faces as you watch Sophie excitedly run through the snow for the first time, a core childhood memory being created right before your eyes.

She gets to work right away on her snowman, rolling the snowball she’s formed as long as she can before it gets too heavy for her and she has to accept Ben’s help.

You join in on their efforts, occasionally taking a break to take some photos of your daughter and husband that you already know are going to be your new phone background.

After some hard work - certainly for a four year old - the snowman is completed with a carrot nose and hat that you had prepared just for this occasion.

“He looks great, Sophie!” you exclaim. “What’s his name? Olaf?”

Despite it being a fairly safe guess, Sophie looks at you like you have two heads.

“No, Mummy, Olaf doesn’t have a hat,” she reminds you very matter-of-factly. “His name is Tom.”

“Like Uncle Tom?” Ben chuckles, referring to his best friend and her godfather.

Sophie seems to contemplate this for a moment before shaking her head.

“No, because I want him to be Tom.”

You and Ben look at each other for a moment before bursting out into laughter. You both blame your daughter’s stubbornness on each other, though deep down you know it’s from both of you, but at times like this it’s both hilarious and adorable.

“Fair enough, sweetie,” you say, bending down to give her a kiss on the forehead. “Now, I think some hot chocolate is in order. Ready to go in?”

“No, we have to make snow angels!”

Of course, this was another activity she had seen in films that she was dying to try for herself.

“Alright,” you chuckle. “Why don’t we make snow angels while Daddy goes and warms up? He’s been out in the snow all day.”

The pout on Sophie’s face quickly tells you that she is not happy with this plan, and Ben swoops in before you can say anything else.

“I think I have a few snow angels left in me,” he smiles, picking Sophie up and balancing her on his hip. “Babe, can you start the hot chocolate while we finish up here?”

You raise an eyebrow at your husband but accept his proposal nonetheless, placing a quick kiss on both his and Sophie’s cheeks before heading inside.

As you’re warming up the milk on the stovetop, you look out the window where Ben and Sophie are still playing, her excited giggles loud enough that you can hear her through the windowpane.

Your heart is threatening to burst from the sweet scene, overflowing with love for your daughter and admiration for your amazing husband. No matter how tired he is from training, if he’s upset about a loss or injured or anything else, he always steps up for Sophie. You’ve known since you met him that he would be a great dad, but ever since you became parents, he’s continued to exceed your expectations.

Just as you’re pouring three steaming mugs of hot chocolate, you hear your family come in through the back door and begin to strip off their winter gear.

To your delight, Sophie runs straight into the kitchen and hugs you tightly.

“I made five snow angels!” she exclaims as you run your hand up and down her back in an effort to warm her up. “Daddy made some big ones, too.”

“That’s amazing, love,” you smile, kissing her head. “You want some hot chocolate?”

“Yes! Can I put the marshmallows in?”

“Of course,” you say, lifting her up onto the counter and passing her the bag of mini marshmallows.

As much as she’s a daddy’s girl at heart, you also get your fair share of moments when your daughter seems to only want her mother. You know how special her bond is with Ben, and you really can’t blame her for how much she loves spending time with him, but you still cherish the little things that just for the two of you - making hot chocolate with extra marshmallows being one of them.

You carry the tray of drinks into the living room with Sophie trailing behind, and find Ben already there getting the fireplace going and arranging some pillows and blankets.

“This looks cozy,” you smile, setting the drinks down and sitting on the floor across from him, Sophie following your lead. “Thanks, honey.”

“Thanks for making the hot chocolate, my loves,” Ben responds, glancing over at the tray that holds two regular Christmas mugs and one with the Frozen characters on it. He picks that one up and pretends to take a sip. “I assume this one is mine?”

“No, Daddy, that’s mine!” Sophie squeals, making both you and Ben laugh as he carefully passes it back to her.

You all sip your drinks in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth of the sweet beverages and the burning fire.

“So, did you enjoy your first snow, Soph?” Ben asks. “Was it everything you hoped?”

“It was amazing!” Sophie confirms. “Thank you for playing, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, angel,” Ben says with a soft smile as Sophie climbs into his lap and he kisses her rosy cheeks.

It’s not long before she drifts off to sleep, tuckered out from playing in the snow and comforted by her dad’s embrace and the sound of you and Ben quietly talking about your days.

Once she’s fully passed out, Ben carefully shifts her tiny frame over in his arms to make room for you on his other side and beckons you over. With him laying back against the sofa and you now laying against his chest, both of you watching your daughter sleep peacefully, you’re not sure you’ve ever felt more content.

“That little girl absolutely adores you,” you comment, nuzzling further into Ben’s warmth.

“She must get that from her mum, then,” Ben jokes, making you roll your eyes for a moment before kissing his jaw, then his cheek.

“Mhm,” you nod, smiling as you reach his lips and kiss him slowly.

When you pull back, Ben gazes lovingly at you for a moment before his eyes return to Sophie, her little hand curling around the material of his hoodie in her sleep.

“Babe?” Ben murmurs, and you nod again. “How would you feel about trying for another one?”

It takes everything in you not to betray yourself with a grin as you think about the tiny Christmas onesie and pregnancy test you boxed up and placed under the tree yesterday while Ben was picking Sophie up from daycare.

It’s less than a week until Christmas - you can make it that long.

“Let’s talk about it after the holidays?” you say for now, pressing another kiss to Ben’s lips.

He nods with a smile, though you can see his mind wandering with thoughts of another little one to play in the snow and curl up by the fire and watching the same movies over and over with.

It’s been the greatest joy of your life raising Sophie side by side with him, and you absolutely can’t wait to do it all again.

#ben chilwell x reader #ben chilwell x y/n #ben chilwell imagine #ben chilwell #first time writing dad!ben!! and also first time making a graphic dont laugh at how bad it lmaooo

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First snowfall with lando or Pierre. Maybe they have a child who is experiencing it for the first time

pairing: lando norris x reader

a/n: me suffering from this because i havent experienced snow just yet 🥹 but this would be so cute im gonna cry

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“You know,” You grinned as you stirred the ingredients in the bowl, “I bet she’s going to say mama first.”

Lando scoffed as he rolled his eyes playfully while he fed your daughter, “Of course not! Sloane’s a daddy’s girl, aren’t you, honey?”

Sloane babbled as she clapped her hands together, looking at you while you made Christmas cookies for the family.

“Told you so,” You poked your tongue out at him, placing the batter on the baking sheet before walking over to your little girl, “You’re mommy’s girl, aren’t you?”

Smiling as you wiped your hands on your apron, you reached down to carry your daughter in your arms, “My love’s so pretty.”

Lando smiled as he wrapped his arms around the two of you, kissing your cheek, “And you my love are, as well.”

“Look, daddy’s getting cheesy,” You gasped, looking at Sloane as she giggled, “Anything special as to why you’re extra sweet?”

“Just want to shower my lovely wife with affection,” He replied, caressing your hair and kissing your temple, “And be- oh my god, it’s snowing!”

You looked out the kitchen window, in awe of the snowflakes that started falling and covering the ground, “Baby, did you hear what daddy said? It’s snowing!”

“Wait, let me get her jumper!” Lando called out as he ran upstairs to Sloane’s room, “It’s her first snowfall!”

Laughing at your husband’s antics, you bounced your daughter on your hip as you walked over to the coat rack to grab your coats.

“Sloane, honey, it’s your first snowfall!” You smiled as you gently placed her on the chair, tickling her stomach, “You excited, hm?”

Lando hurriedly ran down the stairs and kneeled down in front of Sloane to dress her up in a bright orange jumper, “A certified papaya girl.”

“Love…” You snickered as you covered your mouth, “She looks like an orange.”

“Then she’s my little orange slash papaya,” He smiled as he carried her in his arms, kissing her cheek, “My girl’s first snowfall.”

As Lando carried Sloane, you put on your coats and gloves, helping him put his after yours. You grabbed your phone, walking out to the garden with your husband and daughter.

Sloane giggled and clapped her hands as she saw the snowflakes fall around her, covering her jumper, and even touching her little cheeks.

“I’m glad that you’re home with us,” You leaned your head on his shoulder, “It wouldn’t be as special without you here.”

“You know that I’ll drop media things to be with my girls,” He replied, bouncing Sloane on his hip, “Plus, I’ll miss the little papaya girl when I’m gone.”

Sloane babbled as she placed her little hands on Lando’s face, squishing it with all her power.

You laughed as you took your phone out and took a few pictures of her, “My pretty little angel…and some man.”

“Hey, I’m not some man,” Lando huffed as he fixed the beanie on her head, “I’m your man.”

“Whatever you say, Mr. Norris,” You teased, sitting down on the ground and reached out for Sloane, “C’mon, baby, let’s make your first snow angels.”

Lando handed her over to you, smiling as he watched you help your daughter make her first snow angels. He never imagined that he’d be at this point, experiencing his daughter’s firsts with the most special woman in his life. But of course, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

bonus scene!

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landonorris my little papaya’s first snowfall ❄️🧡

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danielricciardo little papaya’s growing up so quickly, i miss her, buddy!

yourusername you better come visit us asap 😤

carlossainz55 so cute, glad she looks more like Y/N than you, muppet 😝

landonorris suddenly i dont know how to read

lando4norris MINI LANDOOOOO she’s so cute, she looks like the both of them so much 😭

norrislovebot i bet he’s saying she’s a daddy’s girl all the time 🫡

papayaupdates i have a slight feeling she’s a mommy’s girl though 🤔

georgerussell63 here to attest that sloane is a mommy’s girl through and through

landonorris THE BETRAYAL, GEORGE. 😫

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