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Lmao, this is an amazing reply to that asshole

no offense but I feel like youre writing the same thing constantly always smut and nothing interesting can you write a different more thought provoking story

Sure thing! I wrote this one just for you, bud. I hope that it’s sufficiently thought-provoking and suited to your superior tastes. Remember, I mean no offense at all!

The Stupid Fucking Anon Chronicles

Pairing: Joel Miller x Stupid Fucking Anon

Summary: You decide to be a gigantic asshole.

Warnings: 18+. NO SMUT. SOMETHING INTERESTING! A tale so wildly thought-provoking and erudite that even its most vocal detractors must admit…it’s real different.

You were sick of seeing sex.

All the fanfiction you’d read of late? Perfunctory. Uninspired. Never mind the fact that these stories were being shared with you completely free of charge, at the writers’ own leisure, on a platform that didn’t pay in any way, shape, or form. Did I mention this shit cost $0.00?

Anyway, you’d decided to take it upon yourself that day to be a gigantic fucking asshole to one lowly writer in particular, so you pulled out your laptop and got to work.

Joel strolled into the room, sipping his beer.

“What’cha doin’, sweetheart?” he asked.

He leaned in to greet you with a kiss on the cheek, but you just swatted his touch away, too focused on the task at hand—How to be a Gigantic Fucking Asshole 101.

“Go away. I’m being insufferable online,” you snapped.

“Well, damn,” Joel said, scratching the back of his neck. “That sucks. What’s pissing you off so much, anyway?”

“This writer writes smut. Just…smut! So monotonous.”

“What, you don’t like to see us fuck?” Joel said, smirking.

“Well, I do, but…” you began to say, only to trail off into a blank, inane stare. You shook your head as if to clear it of the stupidity, but it was a fruitless endeavor. You were dumb as shit. “I just think their writing’s boring! There’s nothing thought-provoking to it! Just sex, sex, sex, sex!”

“Have you ever considered getting a job?” Joel asked.

“No, I enjoy being a spineless sack of shit who airs my grievances through anonymous mediums too much!”

“Oh, that makes sense,” he said. “What else?”

“And…and it’s not fair to me to read boring stuff!”

“Have you tried scrolling past their stories, maybe?”

“No. Again, I’m too fucking stupid to give that one a try. I’d much rather speak my piece to the writers online!”

Joel nodded in understanding. He heaved a sigh.

“Well, in that case…” he started, sitting down to place a hand on your shoulder and give you a firm, fuck-you look. “Maybe you should save the energy it took to type out a message to this writer, take your head out of your ass, and remember that these people owe you nothing. It makes you look like a gigantic fucking asshole when you send messages like these, denigrating the work they’ve decided to share online for free. I can assure you, the sentiment you’ve expressed in these lines will serve only to alienate the person whose writing you’re targeting. It’ll piss them off and discourage them from ever wanting to share a story online again. So before you get to typing out another one of these stupid fucking messages again, ask yourself: Am I being a Gigantic Fucking Asshole?”

You decided to shut the fuck up, for once.

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it's me and my caffeinated drink against the world

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Fucking Iconic

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This is Agatha.

She loves her personal space.

And Rio?

Rio also loves Agatha's personal space.

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So true guys

it's so insane that aubrey's husband died and some people are already making it all about themselves, either with saying shit like "she's single yay i have a chance" or talking about the universe hating them because aubrey probably won't go to the golden globes and we won't get a kathryn and aubrey reunion. like read the room?? she just lost a loved one, i get that she's a public figure but could everyone just take a step back and let her grieve in peace??

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celestial, cosmic, eternal

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Rio Vidal.

Green Witch, mother and loving wife. Telling her loved ones what to do since the 18th century.

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If the news about Aubrey’s husband turn out to be true, BE FUCKING RESPECTFUL.

Don’t harass her on social media or expect her to say anything soon because she is fucking grieving.

Save your thoughts for yourself. And send nothing but love towards Aubrey. Let’s show her this is an understanding and loving fandom.

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Lmfao 😂😂😂

your honor, she’s innocent.

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So good 👏

kisses. kissed.

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AGATHA ALL ALONG 1.02

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Ffs people, what is wrong with you

I am begging yall to stop being delusional. This woman just lost her partner of 14 years and yall are out here like “oh so she’s single?”

NOT IN A MILLION FUCKING YEARS WOULD SOMEONE WHO SAYS THAT HAVE A CHANCE WITH A BADDIE EVEN HALF HER GRADE.

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😭😭😭

STOPIITITTTT STOPSPPPG

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Hi mars!

Can you do Alpha Brienne of Tarth x Omega Reader for (Omegaverse/ in heat) smut and basically write the smut. And write bonus where reader falls pregnant.

Thanks for all your hard work mars hope you have a good month!

#v3nusxsky #Kinktober bingo 2024

My alpha

*Authors note ~ I’m so nervous to write for Brienne of Tarth, so this may be the only one I ever do but I hope you all enjoy my best attempt at it*

Trigger warnings~ alpha Brienne, omega r, knot, breeding kink, begging, praise kink, pregnant reader, another alpha is a dick, protective brienne, claiming, umm smut?

Prompt~ see ask^^^

You always hated when she had to leave. You knew she hated it to. But her sense of duty drove her to follow her orders. It had been days since she left, clad in her shiny armour. You spent most of your time nesting, the signs of heat beginning to rear its head causing you to head out to the market and grab some essentials before locking yourself away to wait out the heat. With your alpha gone, life became harder in the sense, going out alone was scary, you often woke in the night whining for her. But you still had to carry on.

Your scent is what alerted him to you. The incoming heat giving you a more potent vanilla with a hint of cinnamon scent, your scent wanton throughout the market. You soon found yourself trapped, looking at some vegetables for the soup you planned to make, his heavy stance towered over you in a threatening way. Unlike your alpha, the scent of this beast horrified you. You instantly shrunk back into yourself, desperate to get away from the situation you have unknowingly stumbled into.

His chunky fingers made their way to your neck, wrapping around the slender column enough to slightly hurt. “Get off me” you growled to the best of your ability unable to ply this mans hands from your throat. “Pfft, poor ‘mega thinks she can tell me what to do. Omegas are good for nothing, only to be holes for us to rut into. To use. And your dumb little omgea brain is begging for a strong alpha like me to claim it. To ruin you for anyone else. I can’t promise to be gentle but I can state your heat, treat you like a common whore.”

You whimpered as an unknown figure ripped this man from your personal space, dropping your basket as you shook and gasped for air. That’s when you heard her growl, “touch her again and I’ll kill you. She’s not yours. Not claimable. She’s mine. So fuck off.” Brienne. She is home. “Bri?” You choked out. “I’m here, it’s okay. You’re safe my lady. I’m here” she mumbled coming to gather you in her arms. In this moment you realised she was still clad in her armour, mud caked in her short locks, her cheekbones almost black with dirt. “Let’s go home my love.”

Once the shock had worn off, your heat really rattled through your body. Now your alpha was home it only seemed to worsen. And as she was bathing, the tense muscles loosened under your watchful gaze. You could hardly help the needy mewl that left you. “Bri” you whined as she purposefully flexed her bicep, “I-i need.” You trailed off, you knew what you needed, so did she. That was made evidently clear when she turned to exit the bath. Dripping with little water droplets, her now clean skin and raging hard on was on display for your gaze. “Alpha” you whimpered pressing your thighs together subconsciously causing her to growl. You didn’t need to hide. Not from her.

Her lips were on yours before she scooped you up and took you to the bed, the fire crackled away bathing the room in a beautiful orange glow, the heat caressing her bare skin. The way she towered over you, raw muscle power on display. You had to hold back a moan as she practically tore your night dress from your body. The way she practically devoured you with her eyes caused you to react on instinct, swiping a droplet of water from her neck with your tongue. “Please. Please alpha need you” you whimpered clinging to the woman’s back, desperately trying to press your chest into hers. “Smell so good omega” she murmured appreciatively before dropping kisses to your neck. Warm wet and deliciously addictive kisses were now being bestowed on you.

“Please! Please alpha I really need you. Make me yours” you whimpered, flinging your head the slide displaying her claim on you. And that was her final straw that snapped. Brienne immediately allowed her own desires to seep out, your neck and chest was littered in love bites ash she trailed her way to your aching cunt. She couldn’t help but swipe her finger on your slick covered thighs before bringing the finger to her lips. Dying to taste you. Hearing her little whine at your taste, well if you didn’t need her before you sure as hell did now.

Luckily she didn’t make you wait any longer, taking her hard shaft in her hand to guide it through your slick heat, the bulbous head nudging your clit repeatedly. “Please oh please alpha please” you mewled dumbly as you tried to spread your legs wider, exposing your leaky cunt to the knight. The moment she started to push into your core you could’ve cried. She feels so good, stretching you out in all the right places as you clamp down on the intrusion. “So good omega, so good for me. Mmm missed this” she grunted trying to give you time to adjust to her sheer size. Your nails scraping down her back as you whimpered full of need and lust. “Need more alpha. Please. Want you to knot me. Claim me. Please alpha. Just want to be yours” you couldn’t help but practically sob with need.

You know your lover can be brutal on the battle field but the way she pulls out of your weeping cunt only to slam back into it is the most brutal she’s been with you in bed. You’d be lying if you said you hated it. In fact all you could do was allow your alpha to manhandle you to dig in deeper. Her pace was punishing as your hips slammed against each other. Your high pitched moans as the head of her cock bumped against your cervix and her grunts of effort filled the room.

“Please” you whined once again barring your neck to the woman, “claim me alpha.” Brienne was certainly affectionate with you, but the way she forced herself deeper into your welcoming core as she sank her teeth into your original mark caused you to cum and cum hard. Happy mewls clawed their way from your throat as you milked her shaft for everything it was worth. “Please alpha. Want you to knot me. Please.”

“Wanna make sure you’re full. Make sure everyone knows you’re mine” she growled not easing up on her efforts as her knot began to swell at the base of her cock. “Gosh you’d look stunning full with our pups. Want you to take all of it omega. Wanna stuff you full. Take my knot” she growled as the knot slipped into place, her white hot spurts of cum aimed perfectly at your cervix, causing you to experience your second orgasm of the night at the sensation of her filling you up. You stayed like that, joined sharing sweet kisses and promises. You could only hope she’d managed to breed you, yet again the thought of her trying again just made you needy all over again.

A few weeks later, brienne placed a sweet kiss on your mouth before sinking to her knees, clad in her armour, to press a kiss to your growing stomach. “My lady” she murmured affectionately taking your right hand and bringing it to her lips. “Be safe my lady, I’ll be home soon.”

Word count~ 1240