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jennyzyn · 5 months

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✵𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 . . .

"This world has been far too cruel to you.. "

I'm doing this for you

"I'm worried it'll decide to end your life. "

Please don't misunderstand

"So I'll send you away before it does"

They were bestfriends, they have been since they were little. In this small world, they found peace and joy in each other, one could tell all her secrets yet the other couldn't.

They say desperation can make anyone do anything, but it wasn't that in her case, her most beloved friend was seen as the worlds enemy, yet she didn't even know. Titling each and every mishap and accident as 'bad luck'...

But was it really?

[Last name] [First name] is a special woman, she befriended someone very powerful, though she was oblivious. Unmindful of who exactly her dear bestie was.

The woman sat with crossed legs, leaning on the edge of the round table with coffee in hand as she listened to her best friends rambling, about her Au and ocs. [E/c] eyes holding a fond glint as she watched Yani do random motions with her hands, a big grin on her face as she spewed information about the creator of her Au.

The short haired redhead took a small breath in, taking hold of her strawberry drink and lifting it to her lips. Yani was.. Peculiar for a lack of a better term, she introduced herself with nothing but an alias. [Name] never asked as she trusted that one day, eventually, her dear friend would tell her her real name. The [H/c] hair colored lady was swiftly dragged out of her stupor as slender fingers snapped in front of her eyes, the white and gold painted nails that was burned in her memory taking captive of her attention. When the hand was pulled away, the view of her friend came back. Yani was always beautiful, soft and smooth white skin, plump pink lips, round emerald vibrant eyes paired with light freckles that scattered across her nose and cheeks. Yani was a big eater, yet she was always slim, busty and curvy. [Name] didn't like to admit that she felt jealousy clawing at her heart, Yani was the kind of woman any man would die for.

No matter, Yani was a good person, she was always generous and forgiving, only with her the kind of woman that would charm anyone with honesty. "You okay [N/n]? You look dazed.. " the red head worried, eyebrows furrowed as a frown tugged down her lips. [Name] in turn, smiled, feeling awed at her friends behavior. With a smile, [Name] answered, "I'm fine Yani, continue what you were saying please".

The green-eyed woman slightly hesitated before a hefty sigh left her, a small smile coming back to her lips as she begun once more. "So basically, M.O.A has a connection to each of her children, if she is hurt or pained in some way, her kids or rather the Deities would also feel it and vice versa."

[Name] let out a sound of intrigue, brows raising as her eyes widened a tiny bit. Yani was a creative woman, able of coming up with ideas and new information about her Au at the drop of a hat. "What about her oldest son? You haven't told me about him yet" the [H/c]nette questioned, Yani beamed as she ranted about the character.

"Xeyhtan is the God of delusion and insanity, he controls the mentality of anyone. Able to break minds in seconds and delude anything free of sense. His ability allows him to peek into minds and thoughts, also abling him of tapping into the body's systems. Ironically, Xeyhtan is a very composed man, very professional and stoic when it comes to his duties and practically everything else!" Yani explained, [Name] was very interested in her best friends Au as it contained many intriguing information.

Many hours passed as they continued talking, only leaving the cafe when the establishment was nearing closing hours. The duo talked and talked, well, more like Yani spoke and [Name] dropped small replies, questions and sentences. The latter was more or less familiar with listening rather than speaking. Yani stood with [Name] facing the taller woman's door, the red head intented to say goodbye as she turned her body towards the quiet woman. "Stay." [Name] interjected, staring at the more bubbly woman out of the corner of her eye.

After hours of spending time together in the [H/c]nette's small but comfortable home, both found themselves exhausted and drained of energy, drowsiness slowly creeping up on them as both of them yawned every few minutes. [Name] was listening, Yani knew that, the red head watched the woman on her lap open her eyes after a few moments as the green eyed woman stopped talking. [E/c] eyes meeting the gaze of emerald irises, a confused look was anything but visible on the taller woman's facial features. "Sleep, you need to rest." Yani instructed, the lady on her lap only turning her head along with her body, her back turned to Yani as said woman watched her friend fall asleep.

Yani thought about it, she thought of what would happen to [Name] if she stayed, but what would also happen if she was sent there.. She wished and hoped for the woman to be safe, but wherever they went, she was always found by danger. A bus crash, a car crash, a falling brick, a random shooter, a store robbery just anything that could harm her!

She knew but she refused to admit.. This world did not accept [Name] as it's child, and one day it might succeed in taking her away... Much thought was put in this decision, Yani has trust in her own creations that they will protect [Name] with all they have. Though she should be fine, their world is nothing compared to the power of multiple Deities. Surely [Name] would be safer than anyone.. Yes, that's right. As Yani looked down at her lap, emerald green eyes watched as the woman slipped in and out of slumber, the red haired Deity spoke out words, words she knew her friend could hear.

"This world has been far too cruel to you, I'm worried it'll decide to end your life, so I'll send you away before it does.. "

'What the f#ck.. '

[Name] thought, as she took in the view of a vast sea, only finding trees—a forest behind her when she turned her head. [E/c] eyes we're blown wide as she tried to make sense of everything

'What the actual f#ck is this.. '

⫸ꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛꔛ⫷

Yani is from my Au, which is yet to be explained because I'm lazy.

ᴍ.ᴏ.ᴀ = ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ

[ʜ/ᴄ] = ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ

[ᴇ/ᴄ] = ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ

Just so you know, Yani is 5'5 while [Name] is 5'7

And because I like op Y/n's, [Name] will have the power/ability of many Deities (they will be introduced once their ability is shown).

So yeah.. That's that

#one piece #x reader #op #one piece x reader #oc #Yani might be gay for [Name]#reverse harem #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #vinsmoke sanji #nami #nico robin #tony tony chopper #usopp #yeah that's it

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rebelmeg · 1 year

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are you still doing the WIP ask game? Because I want to know about King Tony and his Concubine Cuddle Puddle, because that is an awesome title and also Tony deserves all the cuddles. By way of payment, I will also post this challenge with my own WIP list. :D

OKAY BUT I'M ACTUALLY REAL EXCITED ABOUT THAT ONE! So I'm gonna spill all the deets.

It started with a tumblr post I saw about a king that hires a soldier to be his fake concubine and be his secret strategy guy. And it all just spiraled from there, especially when I saw a followup addition with Bucky being the concubine and teasing a concerned Steve about it.

Well, if Tony's the king, and Bucky's a concubine, but I don't actually ship them romantically, then CLEARLY Tony needs a whole HAREM of concubines. And since Pepperony is my flagship, all of a sudden we had a SECRET RELATIONSHIP.

So we have a wounded soldier Bucky, who joins King Tony's infamous harem that is chock-full of brilliant people, and nobody understands WHY all these amazing people left their previous lives to be the king's toy. And it's because they are his super secret council, brought on board specifically for their skill set, and with very clear instructions that their job is to help Tony rule the kingdom in the best way, with no personal gain influencing them behind the scenes.

Now that Tony has a huge harem full of beautiful people, none of which he sleeps with because he's in a secret relationship with his apparently lowly personal assistant Pepper, what DOES he do with them? Other than the business of running a kingdom, that is. Well, clearly there will have to be a lot of snuggling because Tony is very tactile, and I have always loved the idea of an Avengers cuddle pile, so here we are!

A secret and super skilled council that is disguised as a slutty harem, which nobody looks twice at, can definitely be used to get Tony out of stuff he doesn't wanna do, and with bonus cuddle puddles. And since my fics are always very thin on plot, we've just got a whole bunch of character-driven scenes about Bucky adjusting to this weirdness while his bestie Steve is worried about his life choices. There's this whole family of remarkable and scantily clad people that have King Tony's back and live their best lives doing what they love in between posing as Tony's current favorite toy.

And then I got obsessed with what they'd wear, and found all kinds of fun body jewelry, and gave everyone a color scheme, and then wings came into it. So we've got half-dressed, jewelry-wearing winged concubines hanging out in a luxurious area of the palace, secretly helping Tony run a kingdom, and everyone loves it. That's it, that's the fic.

Now enjoy a smattering of inspirational pictures!

Obviously for our one-armed Bucky! He's also gonna have a lot of leg jewelry because Thighs.

Nat likes to wear this when she needs to be a really excellent distraction, which works exactly as well as she intends.

Thor will absolutely wear a bejeweled loincloth and little else.

Bruce needs his hands and arms free for sciencey things, so he sticks with jewelry that is out of his way.

Clint's got THEM ARMS to show off.

Darcy is also there and knows EXACTLY which of her assets to show off.

I'm still assigning specific wings to specific people, but I know exactly what colors and patterns they all have! Tony is going to have HUGE red wings, something similar to a macaw, with the gold in there.

#i seriously have SO MANY PICTURES saved for inspiration #so many wings #so much jewelry #so many outfits #this think is 17k words and at least 5k of that is just background and what everyone looks like and what they're wearing #king tony #concubine avengers #everyone has wings #thor has a lot of piercings #there's a swimming-pool sized jacuzzi #and a secret science lab that literally disappears into the wall #it's also a weird mix of sorta sci-fi but also sorta medieval?#i dunno #obadiah stane is suspicious but can't prove anything #partly because the harem will make him uncomfortable on purpose by putting on very convincing displays of public indecency to get him to go #tony loves it #and tony loves them #and they love tony #it's just an excuse for excellent visual aesthetics and lots of sweet interactions #someday i will finish it!#mcu #fanfic #avengers

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abyssmalice · 1 year

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“...What’s a harem? Is it like, haram?”

#ic | (heard and loved);#crack | (an egg with some toast);#(yes toni a harem is absolutely haram in this context)#(aka me wanting to do language puns + ruin thoma's day)

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b4mpyre-k1zz3s · 9 months

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Masterlist!! ☆

All warnings and full descriptions on the fics themselves!!

Bam Margera:

Can’t Stand Losing You

Being an up and coming model in LA is hard enough for Y/N without her best friend being obsessed with her.

(Dark themes, toxic relationships, borderline yandere)

Part 1 ♡ Part 2 ♡ Part 3 ♡

Maggot’s Kiss

Y/N skates alongside Bam on Tony’s skate tour, which would be fine if the two didn’t hate eachother’s guts. To make this worse, Bam just can’t seem to get his mind off of this skater girl, and she knows it.

(Enemies to lovers, fake dating)

Part 1 ♡ Part 2

Johnny Knoxville:

Manager!Y/N

Y/N is put in charge of keeping America’s hottest bunch of freaks in line. The only problem is that the leader of their little gang can’t keep his eyes off of her.

(Fluff, highly suggestive content)

Award Show ♡ Vegas ♡ Movie Premier ♡ Japan ♡ New Orleans

Jackass

Rules of the Harem

How do you keep Tv’s sexiest crew of lunatics under one roof and keep them from tearing the place appart? Rules. Well, lots of sex and rules.

(Friends to lovers, friends with benefits)

Where it All Began ♡ Rule 1 ♡ Rule 2 ♡ Rule 3

Bam Margera:

Bam getting sick after a stunt

Nursing Bam’s broken tailbone

Helping Bam with a prank war at Castle Bam

Y/N is caught between Bam and Ville

Y/N and Bam go to the Jackass Halloween party

Bam and Y/N make a “home movie” ;)

Getting everything ready for you and Bam’s wedding

Y/N tells Bam she’s pregnant HC’s

Bam X Bimbo!Reader

Bam X Stuntgirl

Cowboy!Au

Vampire!Au (Preview)

Johnny Knoxville:

While dating Bam, Y/N gets eyes for Johnny

Johnny comforts Y/N after a rough week

Johnny dating a girl from the country

Visiting Johnny in the hospital

Y/N and Johnny bring their new baby on set

Y/N goes back to Johnny’s childhood home with him for the holidays

Cowboy!Au

Johnny X Assistant!Y/N

Steve-O:

Steve and Y/N are pining for each other on set (but neither notices the other)

Steve loves making Y/N blush!

Steve X Bimbo!Reader

The Morning After with Steve-O

Ryan Dunn:

Ryan and Y/N secretly harbor feelings for each other

Chris Pontius:

Chris and Y/N’s casual relationship turns into something more

Chris x Steve’s Sister!Y/N

Brandon DiCamillo

Fake dating Dico to make Bam jealous

Ville Valo

(Because he’s tangentially related to Jackass)

Ville X Cky Crew!Y/N

Jackass:

The guys visit Y/N in the hospital after they get hurt skating

Y/N gets her car washed by the Jackass guys! ;)

Sharing pasta w the guys Lady and The Tramp style

Johnny’s daughter does stunts with the Jackass crew (and he’s not happy ab it)

Viva La Bam:

Y/N spends Halloween with the Viva la Bam cast

Jackass Guys Taking Care of Sick!Y/N

Flirting with Ryan HC’s

Manager!Y/N and the Jackass Guys in New Orleans

Bam Nursing Y/N after she gets a Concussion

Manager Y/N Gumball Rally Fic

Reverse Harem with the Jackass Guys!

RodeoClown!Johnny X BuckleBunny!Y/N

Maggot’s Kiss Pt 2

Ville Valo X Musician!Y/N

Medic!Y/N

#jackass #bam margera #johnny knoxville #jackass fanfiction #jackass fanfic #jackass x reader

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sgiandubh · 4 months

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Demorei um pouco para encontrar todos os links, mas talvez ajude a contextualizar aquele período de 2022 em que Sam e Cait estavam oficialmente nos US. Fica a seu critério publicar ou não, claro.

Por favor olhe a resposta de Steven Cree a esse tt tão inofensivo. Não é nada, mas olhando para trás…

https://twitter.com/SamHeughan/status/1499525792451432451?s=20&t=KH9_8JE1xbPsurz81mfr8Q

Mais adiante houve um podcast com uma moça dizendo que foi abordada por Sam no Raya, e que desistiu porque foi um convite pra pap walk e jantar, menos o jantar.

Aqui está o link:

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/deux-u/id1604255499?i=1000562467891

Foi ao ar dois ou três meses após o vídeo de Gareth mas, para mim, se encaixa no mesmo momento da narrativa. A moça conta algo que aconteceu no passado recente.

Marple comentou sobre o assunto, em maio de 2022. Ela própria admite que Sam estava sistematicamente desmarcando encontros e entende que o pap walk com Monika Clarke foi encenado.

Concordo com você, não acredito que seja Sam nessas fotos.

Mas um outro detalhe me chama a atenção: não é engraçado que o sempre atraído por loiras jovens e pneumáticas estivesse tão interessado por morenas altas com grandes seios naquela época?

Se eu fosse Tony teria ficado bastante incomodado.

Dear (returning) Damage Control Anon,

Obrigada por este longo comentário que irei traduzir imediatamente, antes de responder. E desculpe pelo feedback tardio.

You write:

'It took me some time to find all the links, but maybe it would be helpful and bring some background context for that period in 2022, when Sam and Cait were both officially in the US. Posting is totally up to you, of course.

Look at Steven Cree's answer to that innocuous tweet. It's nothing, but looking back at it... https://twitter.com/SamHeughan/status/1499525792451432451?s=20&t=KH9_8JE1xbPsurz81mfr8Q

Later on, there was a podcast with a girl saying that she was approached by Sam on Raya, and that she backed out because it was an invitation to a pap walk and dinner, minus the dinner.

Here is the link: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/deux-u/id1604255499?i=1000562467891

It aired two or three months after Gareth's video but, in my opinion, it fits into the same moment in the narrative. The girl is talking about something that happened in the recent past.

Marple commented on the matter in May 2022. She herself admits that Sam was systematically canceling dates and suggests that the pap walk with Monika Clarke was staged.

I agree with you, I don't believe it's Sam in these photos.

But another detail catches my attention: isn't it funny that someone always attracted to young, pneumatic blondes was so interested in tall brunettes with big breasts, at that time?

If I were Tony I would have been quite uncomfortable.'

Ok, let's develop a bit, here.

Looking back at that March 2022 tweet, Cree's comment reads like this:

That answer is a cheeky allusion at Dua Lipa's hit 'One kiss', and younger (or better informed) fans immediately cued in with the rest of the lyrics ('possibilities' comes to mind). To me, it's just the usual banter between these two, bearing in mind that Cree, the clown, knows a fair share of SC secrets. C was not amused by Dua being around, that we know for sure: #behave and that death stare immediately made me snort.

Podcast Girl is Monica Aksamit, the (in)famous fencer of the Fitness Harem. I resolutely refuse to listen one more time to that crap, because one of my New Year Resolutions is to not give undue space anymore to that particular brand of the shitshow. It is very clear that was a botched attempt to consolidate The Golden Dirk mystique, exclusively aimed at the Onlies. In her case, the encounter of demand and offer simply did not happen and the deal fell through. And I have to say I am not interested at all in whatever Marple has to say about it, simply because that woman has zero credibility in my book: she is just a pathetic troll, with no sense of humor and a penchant for verbal violence, on par with her lying abilities. I am not ready to forget her attempts at ridiculing me and I hope you will understand my position.

As for big breasted brunettes, I won't comment further. Aksamit did not, however, strike me as particularly well endowed in that department, to be honest.

Finally... Tony, who? Forget it, Anon, he is not into girls.

Thank you for the effort to put two and two together. I wish you all the best for 2024!

[Edit]: I am told the Raya girl is not the washboard breasted Aksamit, but a certain Paige Woolen. Who is well endowed in that department and probably also a p0rn whatever... I mean, what's in a name...?

Ok. Over and out. I will just jump in my car and pray for a smooth ride on the highway.

#anon #fandom #shitshow

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simplyholl · 1 year

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Across the Multiverse Pt. 1 [Loki x F. Reader]

*This is almost finished, so I will try to post an update at least once a week. I do have a toddler, so no promises. All the hugs to @lokisgoodgirl for reading this and holding my hand through the whole thing. You’re the best!

Summary: Y/N and Loki’s relationship takes an unexpected turn after one of Stark’s parties. When they are sent on a mission to find their multiversal selves, will they realize they should be together?

Pairing: Avenger Loki x F. Avenger Reader

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ ONLY. Incorrect use of multiverse travel.

Your best friend Loki always came to your room after he sent his latest conquest packing. He had an endless line of women who couldn’t wait to be the newest notch on his bed post. You had never seen the same woman twice, and he made them leave right after. Then it was the same routine with you. He would make his way next door to your room where you would watch a movie, have snacks, and cuddle.

When you joined the Avengers, you had to do a lot of interviews together. Often paired while training, you two had just clicked. Your friendship had started by giving each other book recommendations, reading together, and eating breakfast after training. Then came the interview. The one that shot you into best friend status, was one you would never forget. The interviewer incessantly berated Loki for the attack on New York, how some people still viewed him as a villain, and how could we believe he had changed. This was all old news. Loki had been with the team for a while. He had more than proven himself. You could tell the endless questioning was getting to him.

So, you spoke up. “How dare you question his loyalty to us. He has defeated countless enemies to protect this world. He was mind controlled during the attack on New York, so that wasn’t his fault. I trust Loki more than anyone on this team. I’m sure he gets tired of saving people like you, who doubt him daily. But he does it anyway, because he is a great guy.” Loki placed his hand on your thigh and gave you a thankful smile. Ever since that day, Loki got closer to you. He opened up more. He told you about his mother, his childhood being in Thor’s shadow, and his Jotun heritage. He knew you saw right through his cold façade. He trusted you.

“What are you thinking about?” Loki interrupted my wondering mind. I smile lazily at him as I snuggle into his chest. “Just thinking about our friendship.” “I am honored to have you as a friend, Y/N.” Yeah FRIEND, I almost laugh out loud. It’s not that I’m jealous of his harem or anything. I’ve just thought about what would happen if we crossed that line. I have no doubt that it would be mind blowing. He wouldn’t have all these women trying to jump him, if he wasn’t great in bed. My room is also beside his, so I hear everything. It’s kind of sad. I’m stuck in my room with my vibrator, forever single. While he is getting laid every weekend.

Maybe it’s not even him, I’m just horny since it’s been a while right? But he has those long, curly, raven locks that I would love to run my fingers through. The body of a literal god, and oh stop thinking like that! He will never take me to bed. If he did, he would treat me like those other women. He would toss me out on my ass after rendering me speechless. One night of great sex isn’t worth ruining what we have.

~The Next Weekend~

The music is booming over the speakers as I make my way to the bar. If Tony’s parties are good for anything, it’s free alcohol. I glance across the room searching for Loki. Four women surround him. One on each of his arms, the other two trying to get as close as possible. He is putting on a show for them, fireworks dancing in his hands. He catches me staring and winks at me. I turn around smoothing my dress. That’s it! I am not going back to my room alone tonight. I take a shot hoping it will soothe my nerves. I’ve never had a one-night stand before. It’s been too long since I was in a relationship.

I take a deep breath. I can do this. “You look stunning tonight.” Bucky grins checking me out. “Thank you. Hey, do you wanna dance with me?” “Sure thing, doll.” He grabs my hand leading me to the dance floor. A slow song comes on, he pulls my body close to his. His hands rest on my hips, the coolness of his metal arm makes a chill run over me. I rest my head on his broad chest. “Hey Y/N, there’s nothing going on between you and Loki is there?” I laugh at the ridiculous insinuation. “No. Why?” “Because he is looking at me like he is going to kill me.” I glance over at Loki to confirm. Sure enough, he looks really pissed off. “I’m not sure what that’s all about. But I do know it has nothing to do with me. Don’t worry about it.”

The next song plays and I back it up on Bucky in time with the fast beat. I gyrate my hips while his hands roam all over my body. When I turn around Bucky’s lips find mine. His tongue explores my mouth as I pull him closer. I am ready to take him back to my room when I feel a large hand on my shoulder. “Y/N, I need to speak with you.” Loki’s eyes are filled with rage as he takes in the scene before him. “I’m a little busy right now, Lo, can’t it wait?”

I’m pleading with my eyes signaling that I was trying to get busy with Bucky. Surely, he knows where this was going, that it has been so long for me. He jerks my hand off Bucky, practically dragging me away. “No, it is an urgent matter.” I look back at Bucky and mouth sorry. “What is so important? I was about to get dicked down for the first time in forever by a SUPER SOLDIER, Loki! A super soldier.” I whine. “Just imagine what he can do with that metal hand.” My rant is cut short when Loki slams me against a wall. I peek around his shoulder to find we are in his room. “Loki, what are you doing?” He breathes deeply, eyes conflicted.

“Do you really think he could fuck you better than I could, Y/N?” My heart stops for a second while I realize what he said. “I – um, what?” I stutter, my voice barely recognizable. Loki pushes my hair away from my neck. He places a trail of kisses from my collar bone to my jaw. I’m not sure if I’m breathing. He stops his assault, looking into my eyes intently. “I said do you think he could fuck you better than I could? A super soldier? That is what you desire, love? I am a god. He wouldn’t be able to make you come. I would leave you a whimpering mess, and you would still beg for more.”

He places more kisses to my jawline. “Let me worship you, darling.” He doesn’t have to ask me twice. I nod my approval. “Before we begin, I have two rules you must follow. Number one: do not fall in love. This is the most important of the two. I will never be in love with you, and I do not wish to hurt you. Rule number two: This will only happen this once. I never take Midgardian women to my bed more than that. You lot are too fragile with your feelings. You get attached too easily. The last thing I need is an obsessed woman following after me like a lost dog.” He looks intently into my eyes gauging my reaction.

“I will do whatever you want, Loki. Just please touch me.” His smile turns wolfish as he grabs my face. His lips crashing into mine. When we part, he lifts my dress up. I watch as he peppers kisses on my thighs. He places a kiss to the front of my soaking panties before sliding them down my knees. He tosses them over his shoulder. I cry out in surprise as he lifts me up against the wall. He laughs wickedly as he bunches my dress around my waist.

“I lie awake at night imagining this, Y/N. Wondering how you would taste, what sounds you would make as I brought you pleasure.” “Loki, please?” I beg him gripping his hair trying to pull him closer. He wastes no time. He licks a stripe up my center before suckling my clit. His name a prayer on my lips. I pull on his silky curls as he moans against me. “Tastes so good.” He devours me while pleasure hums low in my stomach. “More, Loki.” He pushes me harder against the wall. I hold onto those glorious, muscled arms. He eats me like a man starved, and I am more than willing to be his feast. “Loki, I’m c... oh God, Loki!” I come down from my high. He places a gentle kiss to my thigh as he sets me down. My legs are so wobbly. I don’t think I can stand on my own. I reach for him to support myself. But he swiftly picks me up placing me on his bed.

He waves his hand and my dress disappears along with his clothes. I can’t help but stare at him. I don’t have long to take in his beauty before he climbs on top of me. He sinks into me completely claiming me. With his moaning against my neck and experienced fingers circling my clit, it doesn’t take long before I am coming undone again. Loki follows close behind. He lays his head on his silky forest green pillows smiling at me.

I don’t think I can handle my best friend throwing me out of his room. So, I stand up covering myself with my hands. I walk over to my clothes long forgotten in the floor. Loki sits up as I start putting my now wrinkled dress back on. “Y/N, what are you doing?” “I was going to go back to my room to shower and give you some space. I know you don’t like women staying over.” His face holds a look of concern while he considers my words.

“I have a bath drawn for you if you wish to stay.” He takes my hand leading me to his bathroom. I step into the warm bath, getting used to the water. Loki climbs in as well. “I thought you said this bath was for me?” I tease. “I could not leave a beautiful lady to clean herself after I have so thoroughly ruined her.” He smiles while lathering soap on the soft cloth. He pulls me closer starting to wash my arms. When he gets to my breasts, he ditches the cloth using his hands to apply the soap. I moan as he pinches my nipples.

He continues massaging me, working his way lower. I squeak in surprise as he slips one long finger inside me, then another. He laughs mischievously. I lay my head on his porcelain shoulder grasping onto him as I come undone for the third time. When I can think clearly, my eyes find his. “I thought you said we were only going to do this once?” He scans my face, lowering my body onto his. As he sinks into me, he whispers, “Once is not enough.”

Part Two

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#loki laufeyson #loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki smut #loki x yn smut #loki x reader smut #across the multiverse

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askatrigenderlgbt · 8 months

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Marvel Prompt (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

(Tsum Tsum Avengers have been portaled to the AA universe, and have taken up residency. They haven't been around too long at all, so it's still a surprise to all of them. What's more surprising is how the little ones act around Tony.)

Tony: *hesitant* Okay... I don't know what to do here.

(Tony has gained a Tsum Tsum harem)

Tsum Steve: *Happy* Tsum Tsum! (I love you, Tony!)

Tsum Steve: *Nuzzles Tony's cheek*

Tsum Clint: *Excited* Tsum! Tsum!! (Kiss! Kiss!!)

(Tony was trapped, covered in Tsum Tsums. The other Avengers though... They didn't like it. Jealousy was obvious.)

Tony: *Kisses Tsum Clint*

Clint: *Upset* Why don't I get a kiss!?

Please, any fanfiction writer make this real!!!

#marvel #tony stark #fanfiction #prompt #adorable #clint barton #avengers assemble #stony #ironhawk #poly avengers #polyvengers #steve rogers #tsum tsum

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lukas-dusk · 5 months

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Rhodey : What did Tony do this time?

Pepper : More like WHO did Tony do this time.

#tony stark #james rhodes #rhodey #incorrect quotes #pepper potts #virginia potts #Tony harem #Tony stark harem #marvel #iron man

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sketchfanda · 11 months

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Sketchfan/Sketchfan85/sketchfan-da’s Nice Guys and the ladies who love them.

So as you might have seen thus far,I’ve what you’ve might cal, a personal group of some of the most genuine,nicest guys who I feel deserve a lot more love in terms of smut set and fics. Whether it’s because of heavy main char fixation for power fantasies,or giving more jerky guys focus for some reason,or due to supposed coding or what not,I’ve taken it upon myself to change thst best I can. Chopper from One Piece I’m considering making part of the candidate list,particularly and especially this human version cooked up by @aeolus06. So naturally he’d be joining my current line up of

Krillin

Kirishima

And Moxxie. Other possible candidates may include

Lincoln

peter Parker aka Spider-Man especially as spite towards zeb wells and other writers who’ve been doing him dirty these past decades,because fuck you paul you smug douche who looks like an extra off of the set of a low budget porno,the kind where everyone has to be tested afterwards! including the camera guy!

And dib from invader zim.Others will come to mind but this bunch is the priority focus and 7 is a lucky number. Fics for them will be mostly and mainly one shots of them with ladies of their respective universes and mostly tend to have an alpha girl of the group (their main wife/girlfriend) and crossover fun abounds here and there. Some like dib or linc I’d need to be creative as the main harems woild also have an emphasis for the number 7. 7 drsgon balls,7 dudes,7 women And don’t get me started in what’s come to mind with crossover candidates XD. Main Harem rosters as follows

Krillin: android 18 (alpha wife/pimp)

android 21

kale Caulifla (Kefla as a bonus)

Erasa

Zangya

Maron (switch outs for maron and zangya are acceptable with candidates like fem goku fem beerus or tournament of power female contestants)

kirishima: Mina ashido(alpha girlfriend)

Tooru Hagakure

Tsuyu Asui

Nemuri Kayama aka ms midnight

Setsuna tokage

Yaomomo

Jirou Kyouka (alternative switch outs include kinoko,pony and reiko from class B,tatami,mirko(though I like pairing her with fatgum mainly),mitsuki,camie, mt lady,Melissa the main 3 tend to be Mina tooru and midnight) (also acceptable are female versions of Izuku,bakugo,todoroki…)

Moxxie: Millie (alpha wife)

mayberry

verosika (bonus with some of her posse of course,milky is a personal fave and can help fill in the numbers)

Loona

Stella or Octavia

Tony Tony chopper; nami nico Robin and vivi

Yamato

Carrot

Domino

Milky (acceptable switch outs include fem luffy,Hancock,nojiko,Wanda..)

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1americanconservative · 2 months

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Some of the artists of the '60s are revising their hits with new lyrics to accommodate baby boomers.

They include:

1. Herman's Hermits--- Mrs. Brown, You've Got a Lovely Walker

2. The Bee Gees--- How Can You Mend a Broken Hip.

3. Bobby Darin--- Splish, Splash, I Was Havin' a Flash.

4. Ringo Starr--- I Get By With a Little Help From Depends.

5. Roberta Flack--- The First Time Ever I Forgot Your Face.

6. Johnny Nash--- I Can't See Clearly Now.

7. Paul Simon--- Fifty Ways to Lose Your Liver.

8. The Commodores--- Once, Twice, Three Times to the Bathroom.

9. Marvin Gaye--- Heard It Through the Grape Nuts.

10. Procol Harem - A Whiter Shade of Hair.

11. Leo Sayer--- You Make Me Feel Like Napping.

12. The Temptations--- Papa's Got a Kidney Stone.

13. Abba--- Denture Queen.

14. Tony Orlando--- Knock 3 Times On The Ceiling If You Hear Me Fall.

15. Helen Reddy--- I Am Woman, Hear Me Snore.

16. Willie Nelson--- On the Commode Again

17. Leslie Gore--- It's My Procedure and I'll Cry If I Want To.

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ask-ursa-tonypeter · 14 days

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[db AU Tony <can we ask him questions? Ignore if not>] have you given up on ever bringing your Peter back? And if not, what would happen to Pyrite Peter if you did eventually find a way?

I didn't give up-- I succeeded. How dare you?

[[🐻ursa interlude🐻

…so yeah sim!tony went off the deep end

His view of Pyrite!Peter is not at all stable! There's elements of "I found a way to bring him back to me" where he's almost treating P!Peter as something like a reincarnation of origiPete, where they are one and the same in some kind of abstract way regardless of having different lives/experiences. There's elements of full-on delusion where sometimes he sees P!Peter 100% as the son he raised and happily talks about their "past" ""memories"" """together""" while P!Peter nods along terrified.

There's elements where he acknowledges that P!Peter isn't actually origiPete-- obviously he's much more awful to P!Peter in ways he wouldn't have been to the original-- but is viewing P!Peter as something like a living idol through which he can express his love for his son. There's elements of extreme grief where he feels the full weight of the fact that his son is gone and this person is just a (beloved, but not equivalent) replacement.

In general he tries to consciously stay in the "this is my actual child who has made his way back to me via the multiverse" reincarnationesque zone, but the unconscious experience is extremely varied and contradictory and sometimes all of the elements are laying over top of each other at once.

As far as the specific questions: he did not go Peter-snatching until he felt that he has fully exhausted his resources for actually bringing his Peter back ("gave up",) yes. If origiPete somehow ended back up in their lives…

His own internal impulse would be "great, two sons!" though origiPete would be, like, Son Prime and P!Peter would immediately become second fiddle, but he would handle it however origiPete wanted with no pushback-- with his for-real actual son back in his life, he would be happy to send P!Peter back home and would not particularly mourn him; all of those love and devotion and obsession feelings would be instantly transferred back to origiPete the second origiPete said he didn't want P!Peter around.

(This is, interestingly, a slight contrast to how he'd handle it if origiPete never died and another Peter somehow mysteriously appeared in their world, where he would ultimately defer to origiPeter's feelings on it like I said in that earlier ask, but would try a little harder to talk Pete around into letting him start to build his Peter harem lmao.)]]

#fic: double blind #fic: pyrite #double blind: tony #prompt: multiverse #multiverse: kidnapping au #meta #ursa interlude:#you can definitely ask I just needed to make a new tag lmao #the multiverse is getting outta control I love it

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aurumacadicus · 1 year

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"Are we... cuddling?" for clint/tony maybe?

Steve was just trying not to piss off the alien dignitaries so they'll forgive him later probably lmao.

"I can't believe Steve would do this to us," Tony growled, hands gripping into fists so tight that his knuckles went white.

Clint glared at the large, circular pit that was supposed to serve as their bed for the night. He kicked one of the pillows lining the edge inside and was furious when he realized something inside him liked it better that way. "I'm trying to tell myself he wasn't aware he was putting us in a harem situation," he said between grit teeth.

"'Omegas need to be protected at all costs--' So they're just admitting they need a lock on the door to keep from committing assault!?" Tony exclaimed angrily. "I'm not getting in the bed. I'm going to stay up all night and be so cranky from lack of sleep that I'm everyone's problem tomorrow."

Clint thought that was a good idea, but he was also pretty sure he didn't have the amount of spite in his body necessary for such a thing. He was used to bad situations, and he knew after he got to have a good sulk, he'd be snoring away as if nothing had happened. "Well, if they're going to give us a 'mega pit, I'm going to take shameless advantage of it," he decided. He didn't even bother stripping, instead just taking a step off the edge and tumbling forward.

It was pitched so that he rolled right to the center of the cushion. It was obvious that it was meant to encourage the omegas who shared it to cuddle, which was stupid, because omegas usually liked to cuddle without help anyway, and even if they didn't, they should be allowed to not cuddle. "This is heinous. Tony, I think this might even be more luxurious than your bed."

"ABSOLUTELY PREPOSTEROUS," Tony thundered, and then there was a thump, and a moment later, Tony's body came to a stop against his.

Clint turned his head when Tony didn't continue, raising an eyebrow when he realized Tony looked even angrier than before. "Is it--"

"Don't fucking say it," Tony hissed, even as he snuggled further into the cushion.

Clint raised his hands in supplication, and Tony slid closer with his arm out of the way. He didn't try to put more distance between them. "...Are we cuddling?" Clint asked after a moment.

"Yes, we're cuddling!" Tony shouted, and Clint wrapped his arm around him to pull him closer. "Fucking show them what they're missing. In the morning we're going to smell like each other and it's going to be their problem."

Clint thought about mentioning they were going to smell like each other anyway, because they were a couple, but this alien race seemed to think that same-orientation couples weren't possible, so. "What if we had sex in the omega pit?"

Tony swiveled his head around to blink up at him, mouth falling open in surprise. He turned to look at the cushion beneath them, then breathed, "Oh, they'll never get the stains out."

"We are going to ruin the omega pit," Clint declared, pulling Tony on top of him.

"We're going to ruin the omega pit!" Tony crowed in agreement, and then did that thing with his hips that always made Clint's eyes cross.

#ask meme #one bed meme #ironhawk #omegaverse

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joonslfttiddie · 4 months

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Chapter 42: Visions...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/Ghosts/AMBW

💜Warnings: Smut/Stalking/Minor injury/Mentions of fire/Arson/Mentions of murder/Threesome/Oral sex/Voyeurism

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 3,789

Tia’s POV *Vision*

The way that I see the snapshots from the past or the future can’t be explained verbally. Colors and feelings are as close as I can get, but the knowing helps me interpret them. As if stuck from behind, my back arches with my head to the sky as a beam of light shines down upon my face. It’s blindingly brilliant, hurting my eyes if I stare directly into it, which is why I blink so frequently, as I find that more tolerable.

I can see shadowy figures, only able to make out their movements, but I can feel whether they are male or female, good or bad, happy or angry. I’ve been practicing so I can also distinguish if they are someone I know. This particular vision shows a figure standing in the street in front of our house, and it feels desperate. There is a rage combined with a longing that is unsettling. However, I just know that no harm will come to us. I just know that we will be okay and that he will be serving time behind bars sooner rather than later.

Nonetheless, I take a moment to focus my energy on all of the guys, intentionally sending an SOS to them all. It only seems to flutter at first, so I try again. My fingers and toes begin to tingle and a similar sensation flushes over my face. It’s as if my soul begins to vibrate and tries to aim for their hearts, sending my message like beams of red light. I’m successfully able to transmit to the guys with purpose…I can feel it. Now, to pivot my attention back to tap into the messages being sent to me.

A string stretches from that figure to connect to another, and I can feel that it’s Brandon. The bond feels familial. IS TONY BRANDON’S FUCKING BROTHER?! My speculation is confirmed when the second figure splits into two and they face each other. There is a hole in both their chests and I can feel their hearts beating in my throat. Where their hearts should be are empty voids that mirror each other, which makes sense, being that they are mirror twins. They are also angry, with the feeling of adoration mixed in. I know that Brandon was interested in developing a romantic relationship, but Jason, too? I’ve only met him a few times that I know of. I can sense that one twin is much angrier than the other, and I can sense that he has done horrible things.

I’m able to see Brandon in the cellar, drugging my favorite bottles of wine by pumping the solution through the cork with a syringe. Momentarily, I’m confused because I can feel Jimin’s energy, but it’s not Jimin. This doesn’t make sense to me, but I continue to receive the message. I’m suddenly aware that their father is a piece of shit, too. Was. He was a piece of shit but is no longer on this plane. He was murdered.

Fuck boy energy seems to flow through their lineage, dating all the way back to their great-great-grandfather. I feel a strange connection to him, specifically, as if he’s done something unforgivable to me. But it’s not me? And fire…fire is all around them.

As if being flung across the room, my attention lands in an area of my subconscious where I can see myself counseling Tony years ago. I can see two figures outside of the office, Brandon and Jason. They must have been the ones driving him to his sessions. Taken back a bit further, I can see Tony talking to Jason about how to talk to girls, having minimal experience due to him serving time for assaulting his neighbor.

“I told you. If they act like they don’t want to give it to you, take it.”

This advice makes Tony uneasy, especially after just being released for acting on Jason’s words. My mind’s eye shows me the many women who fell victim to Jason’s ideology. The sadness, anger, and resentment is so strong. I can feel hot vomit attempting to travel up my throat as their screams and cries echo in my ears. Jason seems so excited and proud after he conquers these women, not only sexually. There’s a flash, and I can see him smiling. I can feel his happiness as he swims in a pool of blood.

Oh my God…he killed one of those women?! No, not just one but multiple! And his own father!

I envision Tony being arrested, and the overbearing smell of gasoline makes me lightheaded. I can feel the desperation for acceptance and the sadness he feels, being abused since the day he stepped foot into their house. Of course, his stepmother hates him as he is a walking manifestation of her husband’s infidelity, but also he’s hated by his father and brothers. He is becoming accustomed to their treatment, so much so that he begins to view it as a form of affection, which makes it easy for him to cover for his brother.

Fire.

In the middle of the night, Jason goes into his parent’s bedroom, soaks their carpet and bedding with gasoline, and sets them alight in their sleep. He didn’t realize that some of the fuel had gotten on his hand causing it to catch fire as well. Brandon, awakened by his parent’s screams, comes in to try and help them, burning his hand as he grabs onto his mother’s. I can feel the heat from head to toe, sweat prickles on my skin and each exhale wafts like steam across my lips.

“JASON! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!” Brandon’s voice is shrill and full of fear.

My intuition lets me know that the marks on the twin’s hands are not birthmarks, rather they are evidence of what took place that night. Jason would later confess to Brandon that he did it because he was tired of them... that’s it. He was tired of seeing his mother cry due to his father’s transgressions, but he also resented her for being so fucking weak. He makes sure to mention that he’s not opposed to offing their younger brother if the need arises. But for the moment, Tony has some use.

His mental issues and animosity towards his father for not claiming him when he was younger make the perfect motive for murder. Tony would genuinely get upset because his father did not want him but had never thought to kill him, ESPECIALLY in such a heinous way. Of course, when the police came to investigate, the twins claimed it was Tony who did it, and they were burned trying to save their parents. And Tony agreed, so after doing time for sexual assault, he goes back to prison after taking the fall for Jason and will do another bid for Brandon.

As if all of this is not enough, I am disgusted, and I am fucking livid. Not only at these motherfuckers but at myself. They are despicable human beings but how did I not notice when their ‘birthmark’ switched hands? They were taking turns coming in and out of my house, pretending to be the same person. It’s all making sense now. I now understand why it seemed like Brandon would have mood swings, from being so kind and charming one day to being aggressively persistent, then belligerent and disrespectful the day he got hurt. Now, the adoration I’m picking up from Jason is starting to make more sense.

I can understand why Tony hasn’t been around all of these years since he was incarcerated, but why are Brandon and Jason just now coming back into my life after all this time? Why now?

Blinking continuously, I am shown a man with a short haircut walking a small dog towards our house. I’m beginning to notice that I can make out the entire person: his arms, legs, facial features, skin tone…everything. Why is it that this man is so detailed? I look around and see that I and the guys are peering out of the big window in the living area. They are all perfectly detailed as well. With that connection, I look back to the man with the dog and I hone in on my feelings. There it is…the same feelings I have for the guys I feel for this man, and they are reciprocated. He’s one of them. One of the special men that makes me fall head over heels at first glance. There is a connection between them and myself that dates back centuries it looks like, and just as my mind begins to focus on it, I’m jerked back to my body, to the present.

I can see myself telling the guys about all of the details regarding Tony and his brothers, then suddenly, grief overcomes me. Jungkook leads the picketing to their house, where a shootout ensues. Jungkook survives for the moment, while others don’t make it. He goes to prison for homicide and loses his life to several inmates after they find out that he’s a former police officer.

“Mmm,” bubbles up from my chest, my body jerks, and I hold my clenched fists against my bare chest as I try to hold back the tears. All of these feelings are so real and vivid, giving me a glimpse of what would happen to us if I speak now.

I just have to wait until they are at least detained. Ideally, I should wait until they are convicted and are serving time.

The bright light begins to fade, releasing me from the flood of knowledge. My body is still trembling, dripping with sweat, and I’m short of breath; my whole body feels sore, and I’m exhausted.

With all of the information and scenes I witnessed, I assume that I have been in here for a while, at least an hour. Carefully, I try to get dressed as quickly as I can, wiping my face with my shirt, and then I go out to meet the guys at the top of the stairs.

“Tia, are you okay? What the fuck happened?” Jimin asks, blotting moisture from my nose. “You’re soaking wet, and your eyes are bloodshot.”

“I’m okay… I’m fine,” I reassure him before reiterating Namjoon’s warnings about Tony.

Then, I ask Namjoon about how long I was ‘out of it,’ and he tells me, “I left you in there for maybe five minutes, if that.”

Not only do I not mention that I feel like I could have been in there for way longer, but I don’t speak a word of all the information I’ve garnered.

We descend and assemble in the living room to peer out the blinds, just as we had in my vision.

Thinking back to everything I have seen, one could almost feel sorry for Tony. I’ve seen clients like him who have developed mental illnesses that stemmed from intense abuse and manipulation, especially in childhood. It’s like a new personality is created to help cope with the stress of it all. While all of that is fucked up, none of that justifies the things he’s done. He needs rehabilitation, but I wonder if he’s too far gone at this point for treatment.

*Present Day*

When I wake up, the sun kisses my face and my four beautiful loves surround me. While this moment is sweet and I’m so grateful to be so close to them, it is uncomfortable being packed in our king-sized bed like a tin of sardines. Once I can detach myself from between Jimin and Jungkook, I sit up and feel so bad to see Taehyung hanging off the edge of the bed. I am SO looking forward to the guy coming to build our custom bed. It is going to be massive, and there will be more room for everyone.

“Good morning, Little. Did you sleep well?”

I turn my head to see Namjoon lying on his side, with Jimin snuggled against his chest, scrolling on his phone. I don’t think I will ever get tired of seeing his beautiful smile, his warm skin tone, and those irresistible divots in his cheeks; only one of his cute dimples is visible from this angle.

“Good morning,” I whisper back to him. “I slept like a baby.”

“I bet you did,” he says with a knowing tone. “Coffee?”

“Yes, please,” I say, smiling shyly.

Namjoon rolls out of bed easily as he is on the outside. He then reaches out for me as I crawl over Jimin to his now empty spot to get up without waking the others. I am only wearing a t-shirt, my panties nowhere in sight, thanks to last night’s escapades with Jungkook. A chill travels through me when I get a flashback of his tongue on my clit and his fingers deep inside of me. Smiling happily, I pick up the first pair of shorts I see, and they fit just right around my thick thighs, ass, and chubby tummy.

Once downstairs, I glance at the microwave to see that it’s only 7:30 am and yawn into the back of my hand while making my way over to Namjoon. He has started getting the coffee going, and I hug him from behind, mimicking his steps to move in unison with him.

“Are you a koala again?”

“Yeth,” I say cutely, with a playful lisp. “I can’t help it. You smell so pretty.”

“Pretty? What does pretty smell like?” He asks, as we continue to step this way and that, now getting mugs from the cupboard and placing them on the marbled countertop.

“Like you!”

“I’m sure that is just the fabric softener JK uses,” he laughs at my corniness then turns to face me once the coffee starts to brew. Holding me by my cheeks, he leans down to kiss me. It isn’t deep or passionate but still full of love. Pulling me in to hug him, I rest my head between his pecs due to our height difference.

“Are you excited for the day? The guy is coming to build the bed, and Hoseok is coming back.”

“Yes! I’m so excited. Do you think the bed will be ready today? I’m hoping we will all have enough room with Hobi sleeping over.”

“Hobi? I like that,” he says. “I really hope he can get it done in one day. He said he would be here in about an hour, so there should be plenty of time to get it done. Especially with him bringing a team.”

We remain like this until I hear his stomach rumble.

“Hungry?” I ask.

“Yeah, I need to eat something. I’m starving, much like Jungkook was last night,” he teases, laughing at his own joke. I find myself laughing at his laughter more so than the actual joke.

“What about Jungkook?” Jungkook asks as he rounds the corner, which makes us laugh even more.

Namjoon proudly repeats his joke as Jungkook makes his way over to complete the Tia sandwich, smushing me between their bodies.

While enjoying my coffee with Namjoon and Jungkook, we make a light breakfast which includes bacon. The aroma of food entices Jimin and Taehyung out of bed to come down and join us. We finish eating then plop our dishes into the hot water that Taehyung has prepared.

“Thank you, Taehyungie,” Jimin says, and we all follow suit, expressing our gratitude.

“It’s no problem at all. You guys know I enjoy doing the dishes. Thank you for breakfast.”

Leaving Taehyung to his desired task and Namjoon to keep him company, we all go back upstairs to shower and get dressed. While still in the bathroom, Jungkook comes to hug me from behind as I’m flat twisting my hair to the back, creating somewhat of a halo around my head. Kissing from my elbow, which is pointing towards the ceiling, down my arm to my shoulder, he sniffs when he gets to my neck.

“Mmm, you smell so fucking good,” he says with his lips still against my skin.

I give in to his advances for a moment, closing my eyes and leaning into his embrace, stopping mid-twist. I’m still holding on to my hair, with him holding me at the waist. His other hand trails up my body painstakingly slow, taking my lightweight dress up with it to stop at the fullness of my breast. The dress creeps up, exposing my thighs, then my pretty lacy panties; he takes the opportunity to thumb around the waist of them with his pinky finger.

“Who the fuck you getting all pretty for, huh? Hoseok?” he asks, jokingly.

“Uh huh,” my answer travels on an exhale from my nose.

“Well, you don’t have to do all this. You’re the most beautiful woman in my eyes no matter what you’re wearing,” his breaths tickle my skin.

His pinky dips further down into my underwear, just barely grazing the top of my mound, sending shivers through my body; my pussy throbs and clenches around nothing in anticipation. Pressing his manhood against my ass, he fondles my nipple through the fabric of my dress and bra while placing kisses along the top of my spine.

“Koo…”

“Hmm?”

Mindlessly, I let go of my hair and can feel the twist coming undone as I snake one arm behind me and around his neck, scraping my nails across his skin. The other rests atop his hand while he’s teasing under the waist of my panties, silently encouraging him to go further.

“What is it, Noona? Tell me.”

He finally plunges deeper into the lace and palms my mound, resting his middle finger on my clitoris, tapping his finger against it as if he’s waiting for my response. I bite down on my lip and flinch with each tap, electricity searing through my veins.

TAP… TAP… TAP.

“Hmm?” The bass from him vibrates against my back while he nibbles at my skin. He dips his finger down to collect my essence to smear over my pearl. “You smell even better now; you’re so wet and I haven’t even done anything. Do you like me that much?”

“Yes,” is barely audible as I’m lost in the feeling he is providing.

“Babe, I took all the…oh, shit,” Jimin reacts to the scene he has just walked in on.

I’m facing the door and my eyes pop open to see him looking back at me wide-eyed, only expecting us to be getting ready for the day. I look in the mirror to see that Jungkook is unphased by our unexpected guest.

“Jimin, doesn’t our baby smell delectable?” Jungkook speaks to Jimin without removing himself from me, his body is warm against my back and his breath dances across my skin.

“Hell yeah, she does. You smell so sweet, beautiful,” he says, then licks his lips, his eyes darting here and there in an attempt to capture every detail. “May I? I could play a supporting role.”

“Yes,” I reply, gazing up at him, unsure if the question was even intended for me.

He moves around us into the spacious bathroom, straight to my vanity chair, pulling it over to us. It’s as if he’s thought about this very moment before, already equipped with a plan. Jungkook removes his hand from my pussy and takes this opportunity to reposition himself to now stand in front of me with his back now against the counter. The thought crosses my mind as I’m still facing the bathroom door and I wonder if someone else will walk in. The idea of getting caught again excites me even more.

Jimin takes Jungkook’s previous spot behind me and kneels down on his knees. He reaches up to gently hook my panties onto his fingers, rubbing his palms down my thighs and legs while guiding them off, which sends shivers through my body. He helps me to step out of them and places them neatly on the countertop.

Jungkook stares down at me with a darkness that makes me gasp, taking his fingertip to suck my cream from it before kissing me allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. I can feel Jimin’s hands on me from behind, guiding me by my calf and thigh to rest my leg on the chair, exposing me fully to him. Jungkook’s kisses are soft at first, as he is just beginning to stoke our flame once again. I can still feel his eagerness pressed against me, and I moan into his mouth. My desire to have him is on the verge of boiling over, and I can tell that he wants me just as badly.

“So pretty,” Jimin says, dragging a finger through my slick. I can hear him suck it off, accompanied with a soft ‘mmm’.

Jungkook releases my lips with a smack to plant open-mouth kisses down my jawline to my neck. I gasp, jumping at the sudden feeling of Jimin’s warm breath and tongue gliding across my lips.

“Oh my God,” I say, my voice quivering.

“That’s not my name,” Jimin mentions before diving in for another taste, and I can feel Jungkook smile against my skin.

Jimin continues to lap at my pussy from behind, his hands squeezing at my cheeks and separating them for better access. Jungkook pulls away to begin undoing some of the buttons on my dress. Exposing my bra, he pushes the straps with my dress down my shoulders, leaving them hanging loosely around my elbows. He finds the treasure he’s searching for, scoops my breasts from their confines to cup them in his hands, and begins to lap hungrily at one of my nipples. I’ve been trying to control myself this whole time; I don’t want to cum just yet, I want this experience to last a bit longer.

Our moans and grunts echo off the bathroom walls, and I don’t think I’ll be able to hold out much longer. Fervently, Jimin devours my kitty, leaving no crumbs or juices behind. As if that wasn’t making my head spin, this motherfucker pushes a couple of fingers into the mix. I’m clutching Jungkook’s shirt in my fists and at this point, I NEED to cum; the loop in my belly is bound so tightly. The sensations are nearly too much to bear. I just need this to end. From the feel of it, Jungkook needs relief as well. His dick is rock hard against my stomach. Jimin removes his fingers from me, placing his wet fingers on my thigh, digging his nails into my skin.

Oh my, Jimin and Jungkook…I am about to cum. I’m already about to plummet over the edge but there’s something else happening to me. The feeling is different and it intensifies. Jungkook moves from my breasts back up to my neck and I open my eyes for just a split second, surprised by what I see. We are oblivious to the fact that the carpenter is here with his team. They are in the bedroom measuring, and just when I look up, I make eye contact with one of them.

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