#Can somone kiss me already?

[cute-sucker]

going on a dinner date with season2!rafe after you'd told him you'd broken up was probably your lowest low.

you were still pretty glammed up for him, a tight black dress and glossy lipgloss on your lips. your blush shimmered under the light, and you felt a little ache in your stomach. but the worst part isn't that he's your ex, it's the fact that your panting into his mouth after an hour of meeting.

rafe's got you in the back of his truck, rough hands wiping away tears from your eyes. you're so overstimulated you can't be away from for a second. you need this.

"fuck, i know you've missed this—" he grunted, pulling you closer. you melt into his embrace letting out soft pants. rafe got you pinned down, a cocky little smile on his face as he grabs your clothing to feel you even closer.

you've got your eyes closed, muttering softly to yourself, "i-i-i-i can't do this again!" you cry out, but his skin is too soft on yours, and the way his arm drapes around you leaves you breathless. you've missed this, you can't deny it, but you wonder at what cost your dragging yourself back to step one.

finally he stops kissing you, a harsh breath leaving his lips before you mewl for him. your eyes blink, trying to ajust to the lack of closeness. your hands still reach out for him. always reaching out for him. always.

it's then when you see a bit of darkness in his eyes. the way rafe's fingers glide across your stomach. proding, and a bit demanding. you let out a shaky breath. you can already tell what type of question he's going to ask before he opens his mouth. both of you are waiting for the other to speak.

"did you let anyone touch you?"

you knew it was coming but you still feel stunned. you shake your head in a quick succession. rafe's lips travel down to your earlobe, as you bite your lip.

"no, no of course not," you breath out, voice hitching as you squirm under his touch. rafe's humming, a soft smile on his face as his fingers trail to your jaw. you take a sharp intake of breath. god you hate how much you belong to him. you hate the way his smile makes you heart flutter, or the way that a single touch of his can bring your body to life. he knows you too well.

rafe kisses the space in between your eyebrows, "good. good." and you feel your body relax. you're in the clear, and this is going to fine. you're not going to regret this, because he's changed. he's changed, of course he's changed.

it's only when his fingers stop trailing down your body where you feel yourself tense up, "because i would know...i would know if you have someone around."

you nod, panting softly as you try to kiss him. he just leans away, a sharp look on his face. he's dazed almost as if he's thinking about you with someone else. panic rises in your chest as you try to center him back to you. back to looking at your soft eyes, and rising chest.

"i wouldn't do that to you rafe! you're my one. you're the one for me."

"yeah, yeah," he lets out a small laugh, scratching his chin before looking back at you. his tone is teasing, but you can feel the darker undertones. god, you feel as if you're about to choak, "but my pretty baby also left me...so i'm not sure if i know that you know i'm the one."

"just trust me. please," the last word comes out as a whine, and you know you're begging. you're so close to begging. it's then when he lets out a small laugh, and then a small peck on your shoulder.

"i hope you're not lying to me," his thumb brushes over your lower lip, and the tenderness of the gesture makes your stomach twist. you want to learn into his softness. you want to remember him as somone you can see a future with.

rafe leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine as his fingers thread through your hair. “because i can tell,” he murmurs, his lips grazing your skin, “when someone’s hiding something.”

now he's leaving small kisses down your neck, and your heart races as he kisses the side of your neck softly, his grip tightening just enough to make you aware of the power he holds over you in this moment. you tilt your head, letting him in, hoping it’ll ease the tension. "rafe, please… i'm not hiding anything."

for a moment, he relaxes, his grip loosening as his hand slides down your neck. “good,” he murmurs, brushing his lips against your forehead in a soft, almost tender kiss. "i'll drive you home, yeah? i know your parents will be happy to see me."

but even as rafe pulls you close, holding you as if the tension between you has melted away, the ache in your stomach lingers. everyone loves him, you know that, but how much longer can you continue loving him, letting him in?

at least now you know you're on a ticking clock. you know it when rafe puts his hand on your thigh, so you let him put on your favorite singer on the radio, and you let him give you a sweet goodnight kiss, and you let him come into your house.

you know you let rafe do it.

but how much longer can you let him in with the pit of darkness that lurks in his eyes?

[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER day 10

pairing: darkish!marvel ladies x fem!reader, wanda x reader, natasha x reader, kate x reader, yelena x reader, carol x reader, maria x reader

sumarry: you were kiddnapped, but a group of the mightiest herous will save your life and you can´t be more thankful

warnings: kidnapping, guns mentioned, little dark themes, kissing, touching, dirty talk, smut!!!, eating out, nickname "sir", catching somone having sex, voyeurism kinda, slight angst, wanda controlling your mind, and also reading your mind, group sex mentioned, ladies talking about planning on using you, knife play a little, little shitty writting, it takes forever to get into something, oopsies, if anything else - let me know!

word count: 7k

an: our last day! little crazy how time flies, we wont get into it or ill cry, but truly thank you for all the likes, reblogs, shares and comments! im giggling like a little girl, since few of my favs here commented or likes something soooo thank u!!!! sm!

an2: it was fun and chaotic at the same time! i love you all, stay safe and hopefully i wont dip away.:P

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this last spooky day and be safe!

You couldn´t see anything at all, the only sense you could count on right now is your hearing, which is not much of a helper. All you could hear is the engine running and some soft music playing in the front. 

You try to move, but your hands are tied together and so are your legs, trying to remeber what happened made your head hurt, so you quickly gave up on that.

After what felt like hours the car finally stopped. You open your eyes, but it is still pitch black, even when you hear someone open the doors, there is nothing in your sight. Then it hit you, you´re maybe in a box, that´s why it´s so hot and you can barely breathe here.

Trying to feel where you are is a good start and you were right, you are in a box. 

Someone opens the back of the car, and you feel that you´re finally moving, they put you down, which wasn´t the gentlest way, but since you´re tied up, these people probably don´t care about your well-being. 

"Open it," you hear an old man says. 

"Money first," this is someone else, someone who is standing right next to you, you´re still seeing pitch black and that is the most terrifying out of everything right now. Even if your try to run away, you don´t know where to, there could be fifty other guys standing there, so you´re in really shitty situation.

"No. I need to see if she´s alive and if it´s truly her." It´s the first voice again. 

"She is, now give me the money." 

What the hell is going on? They want my organs? But they wouldn´t want me alive? Or would they? Maybe they need the organs fresh, shit. My organs? 

Your overthinking is making your heart beat faster, than if you would run a marathon now. 

But is it really overthinking if this is the most possible outcome of this... deal? 

"I want to see her. I won´t give you shit, if I´ll found her dead inside the box." The man is clearly mad now. 

You can hear someone else coming, it sounds like a motorcycle. "Oh so you brought backup?" 

"Me? Stop fucking playing around." You can hear that both of them are unease, their voices are filled with anger and it´s just a question of time, when they will explode like a bomb. You´re hoping you won´t be the center of catastrophe. 

The motorcycle stops and you can hear someone re-load a gun. 

A gun? Holy shit. 

"Oh come on boys? What do you think you´re doing here, hm?" You can hear a woman speaking, her voice has a hint of smokiness and a certain level of strength, making it both captivating and commanding. It's a voice that demands attention and conveys a sense of experience and resilience. You could bet your life that you already heard this voice somewhere. 

You don´t really know what´s goining on, but you feel like they´re just pointing guns at eachother, at least that´s what you´ve imagined.

The lady chuckles. "You are all surronded, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide," it was a quiet for a little bit, after she starts to speak again, "I wouldn´t done that if I was you, see the red dots? Yeah I have backup. And yours? Already arested," she adds. 

Arested? Oh she´s from the police! Police! Yes! 

You can hear how someone is walking closer to you, but from a totally different way then you heard the people talk before. But that is the last think you think of, before you completly pass out. 

... 

Beep, beep, beep. 

Is all you can hear, before you can even open your eyes. You take a few deep breaths and with that, you slowly open them. The light isn´t as sharp as you thought it´s gonna be, so you blink a few times and your already adjusted to being awake.

Looking around give you an answer where you are, the hospital. All of your clothes are on the chair, packed in a plastic bag. So it must have ended good, the lady arested the bad guys and now you´re in the hospital, which isn´t your favorite place, but hey, you could be in a coffin now, so you see it as a win. 

You don´t even feel in pain, maybe you´re head hurt a little bit, but you´re used to it. You slowly trace your hand all over your body, but you think you´re all good. 

A person coming into your room pulls you out of your thoughts, as you look up at them, you notice is The Natasha Romanoff. One of The Avengers. One of the coolest people in the whole world! 

Your eyes widen at her standing next to you with a little smile on her face. "You´re finally awake, how are you feeling?" her voice was so soothing, you feel like she could bring you from dead if that was the case. 

As you observe Natasha´s outfit, you can't help but be drawn to her effortlessly cool and edgy style. She's wearing sleek, form-fitting black pants that hug her curves perfectly, adding a touch of boldness to her overall look. The pants highlight her long, lean legs, accentuating her confidence. Her choice of a white tank top underneath the black leather jacket is simple, it shows you just enough of her abs to let you know, that she could kill with them. 

"I- uh good. Great. Amazing." She chuckles at your answer. 

"So I assume the pills are working." She nods her head and sits on your bed. 

"Meds?" A noticable confusion is written on your face and Natasha speaks right away, to ease your nerves. 

"How much do you remeber, (Y/N)?" Natasha puts her hand on your forehead to check if you have a fever. 

"Um... I remeber being in a box and being scared," Natasha hums, "I also remeber having my hands and legs tied and I- uh remeber and then I just..." you shrug. 

"Okay." She nods again. "You don´t have to worry now, we took care of them and you´re safe." Natasha gives you a smile, that did make you feel way better. You knew she was a badass and pretty too, but in person? 

She´s stunning, how can someone be this perfect? Like it is not fair. 

"Althrough..." she sighs. 

"What? Althrough what?" 

"We´re not sure if they worked alone and knowing your status, we can´t risk you getting hurt again." She adds. 

"My status? I´m sorry, I have zero idea what you´re talking about." If you were confused before, then you don´t know what you are now. 

"Oh, detka. They did numbers on you." You could see the concern in her face. 

Numbers? On me? What?

"You were missing for few months and when me and the rest of the team found you.. you were unconsious. That was 2 weeks ago, we weren´t sure if you´ll wake up. But you did and that´s amazing news, but we need to make sure, that you are safe." Natasha takes your hand in hers. 

After that Natasha left you alone and you were trying to piece the things together, but everytime you tried, you got horrible headache. 

What status? Who- what? 

... 

During the first week, it was only Natasha who came to visit you. Each time you inquired about leaving the hospital room, she staunchly insisted that you should stay and rest. Even though you expressed your boredom and eagerness to step out of the room multiple times, assuring her that you felt better, she stood unwaveringly by her belief that you needed the rest after everything you had been through. 

She visited you everyday and you realized how sweet The Black Widow actually is and how much comfort she brings you in those confusing times. But you couldn´t help, but notice what her slight touches make you feel. Touching your forehead to make sure, you don´t have a fever. Touching your hand to get your attention or just putting your fallen hair behind your ear. 

She brushes your hair every morning, reads to you, she even brought you a coloring book, which always brought you some sense of comfrot. And if Natasha wouldn´t be the one who brought it out, you would completly forget that something as kidnapping has happened to you. 

... 

This morning Natasha is not alone, she softly knocks three times as she did each morning and then slowly walks in with another person behind her. 

"(Y/N), this is-" You cut Natasha off. 

"Wanda Maximoff!" You basically yell. "S-sorry, I just... I know who you are." You sligthly blush at the two women in front of you. 

Wanda chuckles. "That´s me. Pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)." She comes closer and shakes your hand, her hand felt incredibly soft, like a gentle caress of silk against the skin, inviting warmth and comfort. 

"You don´t know what happened to you, but you remeber all of our names?" Natasha laughs as she teases. 

"I mean..." you shrug. "You are The Avnegrs! So of course I know who you are." You look away from Natasha´s gaze. 

"Sorry, that was a stupid joke." Natasha put few fallen pieces behind your ear and smiles at you. 

"No, no. It´s fine, you had a great point there." You smile back at her.  The readhead nods. "I brought Wanda, becuase she will take care of you now, for few days, before the doctors will release you." Nat smiles. 

"Oh really? When I´m going home?" You were so glad you´ll be home soon. 

Wanda just send a quick eyebrow raise to Nat. 

"What?" You look between the two women in the room. 

"Detka, you will be released from the hospital wing, but we still can´t promise there won´t be anyone waiting for you outside, so we decided that you will spend some time here, in the compound." 

"Oh." Natasha´s words caught you off guard as you really don´t know what to feel now. You couldn't help but blush and feel a bit shy as you heard Natasha call you by that nickname, but at the same time her words made you a little sad, you still have to kinda locked up.. 

Wanda notices right away, without having to read your thoughts, that you weren´t really sure about this scenario. "But I promise I´m way more fun, than boring Tasha. We can read, play games and after you´ll be on your legs we can bake, cook, I can teach you how to play guitar and many more exiting things!" You smile, that does sound good, but what about all of your clothes and... other stuff you had to have, before that incident. 

"We can go shopping too!" Natasha sends Wanda a quick glare as a warning. 

"Well... better to be bored than dead, right?" You chuckle, but none of them even smiled at your joke, which was incredibly embarrassing. 

"Don´t joke about that, detka." It was the first time you saw Natasha actually mad. 

... 

You are finally off the hospital wing, Doctor Cho told you that you need to rest and if there is anything wrong, you can call her asap. At the end she is working for the Avengers and getting calls in the middle of the night isn´t something unusual. 

Being a week with Wanda was so fun, she told you all the stories from her life, you watched many sitcoms together and her cooking skills are amazing! Anything she cooked for you, you crave for some more. You´re really positive about her putting some drug in the deserts, because everything was just so good and addicting, it´s not even possible. 

You two also spent hours on online websites shopping, for your new clothes, boots and everything you needed. Wanda payed for everything of course. Even though she told you, "Don´t worry about it," you still feel bad for spending so much of her money. 

You´re currently waiting for Wanda, to walk with you to the main room, for you to meet the rest of the team. You were very nervous, but if Nat and Wanda were so nice to you and made sure you were safe all the time, you believe that the rest of the team is the same. 

"There she is!" Wanda comes to you, hugging you closly. Like any other day, she was warm and you feel even better. 

"Here I am. But I can take it-" You say as Wanda grabs the one plastic bag with your stuff. 

"None of that, malysh. You need to rest." 

"This weights basically zero zero nothing, I could-" You met Wanda´s eyes, "thank you for taking my bag." You smile. 

"That´s what I´ve thought, malyshka." These nicknames will kill you, sooner or later.  The two of you went to the living room, which was a two floors above you. The ride in the elevator was quiet and comfrotable. 

Bing. 

Wanda immedietly links your hands with yours, which you don´t mind it at all, it´s actually calming your nerves and she knows it very well. There is no need to read your mind, your body is speaking for you this time, with your relaxed posture and the little adorable smile on your face. 

"They are nice, but little... hectic and full of energy. If anything, let me know and we can go to the bedroom." Wanda smiles. 

"Thank you, WanWan," you smile back, if her and Nat can give you nicknames, you will think of something too. "I think I can manage, um... will Nat be there?"

Wanda smiles at her new nickname and then shakes her head, "Natasha is coming later tonight, you know, Avengers stuff." You simpy nod. 

You could hear the other teammates right away, but you hear only women´s voices. You were honestly glad. Not like you don´t like the male Avengers, but... they are still males, so you already felt more comfortable knowing there are only bunch of ladies. 

Wanda opens the door for you and walks right behind you. "Ladies, I´d like you to meet someone, someone very special, so please don´t attack her with questions or any other... things." She giggles and you look around and you feel like in a dream. 

Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, and Maria Hill are all seated on a comfortable, oversized sofa, while Wanda still stands beside you. 

"Hai," you whisper as you awkwardly put your hand up in some sort of a wave. 

All you could hear was all sorts of greetings, "Hi! Hello! Oh finally, hey!..." The sudden outpour of warmth takes you by surprise, and you can't help but blush and offer a shy smile in response to their overwhelming hospitality. 

"Easy, ladies!" Wanda quickly says. 

"Move, Maximoff." The Captain Marvel herself says as she stands up. 

"No. All of you are like a bunch of hawks and (Y/N) is tiny, not a chance I will leave her all alone in this." Wanda grips your hand tighter. 

You blush as you look at Carol. 

"Im Carol, nice to meet you, (Y/N)." She smirks at you. 

"I- I know... and you are Maria, Kate, Yelena," you smile as you point at each of them. 

Wanda giggles. "She is our big fan," she explains. 

"Ohh, is she?" Maria finally speak, "do you kow the rest of the ladies?" 

"The rest?" You look at her, not knowing, who is the rest. "You´re living here with everyone? Like everyone? Where are the guys?" you obviously have many question. 

"Most of us do, but sometimes there is a mission of world so-" Carol is cut off by Maria. 

"Don´t start with this bulshit, Danvers. Like you´re something special, just because you can travel to space..." The brown haired girl rolls her eyes. 

"I didn´t say I´m special, you did." Carol winks at her.  Wanda leans closer to you and whisper right into your ear. "This is a daily basis on here, you´ll get used to it," she giggles and so did you. 

"To answer your quiestion fully," Kate clears her throat, "all the ladies live here, all of us got room and it´s just like a never ending sleepover." Kate chuckles, she is probably the same age as you, or little older, which makes you feel better around everyone. 

"And no. There are no guys. Is that a bad thing?" Yelena says without zero emotion in her voice. 

"No! No, no, no! I mean I bet they are great, but I´m into girls. I mean... as a fact, I think you guys," you point at them, "just do it better. Way badass, smarter, faster, everything is just waaay better, you know?" you tried to save youself, but it didn´t work at all. Even Yelena has a slight smirk on her face. 

"You were right, Maximoff. She is cute." Yelena nods towards you and Wanda. 

"So you´re into ladies?" Kate smiles. 

"No, yes. I mean yes, but I didn´t mean it like that in the previous context," you answer her. 

"What was the context then?" Now it was Wanda speaking right into your ear. 

You are quiet for a second and then just shrug, "I guess i didn´t want to talk shit about the male Avengers." you chuckle. 

"Don´t worry, we won´t tell them." Kate laughs. 

"Well... if you know a lots of things about us, isn´t it fair for us to know little something about you too?" Carol sits on a couch next to Maria. 

"Go sit, malysh, I´ll bring you something to drink." Wanda sligtly pushes you towards the couch, when her hand leave your lower back, you already miss her touch. 

You sit between Kate and Carol, while Maria stares at you with a slight smirk. So you quickly look at the youngest Avenger, and you can already tell, that she´s really exited to talk to you and get to know you better. 

You sit nervously between Carol and Kate, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the attention. Carol leans back confidently, a smirk on her face. "So, what's your thing, hobbies, what´s your favorite food?" 

"Um, well, I like uh, reading. And I enjoy cooking as well." 

Kate is like a exited pupppy. "That's cool! Any favorite books? Oh, and, do you have a go-to pizza topping?" 

Wanda comes back with the water and place it on the table, giving Kate a stern look, "easy Bishop," then she sits on the chair right in front of you. 

"I love reading fantasy novels. And, for pizza, I'm a sucker for pepperoni." 

Maria and Yelena, watching you, listen intently, their interest evident in their expressions. 

Carol smiles, "That's awesome. We should have a cooking night together sometime. What do you say?" 

You and Wanda make eye contact "Well... I already planned that with Wanda, so..." 

"Oh really, Maximoff? We´re already calling dibs? That is not fair." Carol rolls her eyes. 

"Or all of us can cook together?" You smile at Carol. 

"Carol in the kitchen is the worst way of dying, so it´s a no for me." Yelena mumbles and leaves the room, Maria following closely behind. "Agreed."

"I can teach you! The simple things are not that hard, right Wanda?" 

The girl infront of you just sighs and nods, "Sadly it´s not." 

"Oh come on, don´t be so harsh on her, I bet it´s not that terrible... right?" You feel more and more comfortable with all the ladies around you. 

... 

"It´s not that terrible, right?" Wanda mocks you as you see flour flying, ingredients get mixed up, and the result is far from what the recipe intended. 

Wanda and Kate exchange amused glances, but they both maintain their composure, trying not to laugh. You, though, can't help but chuckle, as you didn't expect this level of chaos in the kitchen. 

Carol, with a sheepish grin, looks at her culinary creation. "I promise, I'm better at saving the world than making food." 

"You better be, Danvers." Wanda smirks as she smacks her dirty hand on Carol´s ass, leaving a white mark on her black sweatpants. 

"Oh you´re so in, Maximoff!" Carol turns around and runs for her, to get her revange. 

You and Kate burst into laughter, all in good spirits. Despite the kitchen disaster, the shared experience brings the group closer together. 

You jump on the messy kitchen counter, smiling from ear to ear. "That was... fun." 

Kate nods and turns to look at you, "yup." She moves closer to you and touch your nose with her finger from... butter? You guess. "But at least now you see why is Wanda doing all the cooking. Sometimes Nat, but mostly our witchy." Kate is being very close to you know, her hands resting on your thighs. 

"Fair point." You look down and blush, "maybe we should start cleaning?" 

Kate shakes her head, "Wanda does a little poof and everything is clean, don´t worry about that." 

"If Wanda survives." You point out. 

"True." Kate chuckles. 

"You have very blue eyes." You don´t know where this comment came from. 

"I do, yeah. And you have very y/e/c eyes, (Y/N)." Kate is now whispering. 

Nodding your head seem like the only good idea, since you don´t trust your voice at the moment. 

"Would you like me to show you around and maybe later show you my room?" Kate asks, while staring at you. 

"Oh are you flirting, Kate Bishop?" You roll your eyes at her. 

She tilts her head, "what? You have such a dirty mind, miss (Y/N). I am not flirting with you, you would notice if I would." She squeezes your thighs and step away from you, "you going or what?" She smirks at you. 

And with the most dramatic groan you jump off the counter and follow her through the compound. 

... 

After Kate showed you around, you were positive that you need a map, because there is no way you would remeber all the catacombs and shortcuts. No way. 

And final stop, Kate´s floor. Warm, soft light streams into the room from a string of fairy lights above the windows, creating a cosy atmosphere. In one corner, a leather chair and a sleek, modern desk scattered with papers from her most recent missions indicate her dedication as a superhero. A collection of classic bass guitars in another corner, all neatly organized. Her two worlds—the life of an skilled archer and the spirit of adventure of a young hero—combine in balance in the room. 

"Oh my god- it´s so cozy in here!" You smile as you look around, seeing all the bows and special arrows on the wall. "Wow," you mumble as your hand wants to touch her black bow with silver ornaments on it, "may I?" 

"Go ahead, I don´t use these." She smiles. 

Your finger traces those shapes up and down, but your attention switches into something else, many pictures on the wall made you giggle out loud, "No way! You have Halloween nights here?!" You look at a few pictures on the wall, but one catches your eye right away.  

As you gaze at the Halloween picture, you can't help but smile at the fun and creativity captured in the snapshot. In the center, Kate Bishop stands proudly, dressed as a demon, her costume is complete with horns, pitchfork, and an impish grin that perfectly matches her cocky spirit. 

To her left, Maria Hill is a regal Queen of Hearts, her costume rich in detail, from the heart-adorned scepter to the ornate, card-themed headdress, giving her an air of authority with a playful twist. That she has even without this costume. 

Beside Maria, Natasha Romanoff stands as the Queen of Spades, her costume exuding an air of confidence. Her attire is a perfect blend of elegance and danger, with a spade symbol adorning her crown. And of course, her one and only iconic smirk. 

Wanda Maximoff, on the other hand, adds a touch of the Wild West to the group as she confidently portrays a cowboy. Her fringe-trimmed jacket, wide-brimmed hat, and toy six-shooter holster create a vibrant, yee-haw Western charm. 

Carol Danvers, in contrast, takes on a divine role, embodying a goddess with her shimmering costume and ethereal accessories. Around her waist, a gilded belt cinches the gown, emphasizing her muscle figure. It is adorned with intricate patterns and symbols that hint at ancient mysticism. Her accessories are no less impressive – a tiara with sparkling gemstones graces her brow, and her wrist cuffs shimmer with a radiant energy. 

Finally, Yelena Belova channels her inner child (kinda) as she steps into the shoes of Lara Croft. Her outfit mimics the iconic video game character's attire, complete with dual holstered pistols, a utility belt. 

"You thought we´re boring or what?" Kate walks up behind you.

"A little bit." You admit, "but this looks so fun! I´m quite upset I´ve missed that." 

"Don´t worry, you´ll get an opportunity. But I´ll bite, what would you dress up as?" Kate voice sending shivers down your spine. 

"Hm..." you turn around, "I take Halloween very seriously, so..." you try to think. "Well since Wanda was a cowboy, I would go as a reversed cowboy. You know, put a little UNO reverse card on my head. It´s funny and also good effort." You giggle. 

"Oh, sweet sweet (Y/N), you´re wilder than I thought," Kate chuckles, "I like that idea, now I´m quite upset too, you would be such a fun to our little party." She winks. 

You´re stomach feels like it´s filled with butterflies, that are trying to get into your whole body. 

"You feel my flirting, huh?" Kate smirks again. 

"Oh shush, I don´t want to boost your ego." You want to turn around, but Kate grabs you by your waist. 

"You don´t need to, pretty girl." 

"Kate..." You´re glancing at her lips, then back into her blue eyes and then back on her lips. 

"Hm?" Kate knows and you know that she knows and that makes you even more frustrated. 

"I- I don´t know what to s-" you barely whisper. 

"Then don´t say anything, I´ve got you. It´s all good, you´re safe with me here, okay?" Kate whispers and with you nodding your head, Kate leans in and your lips connect. Her lips are incredibly soft. Second ego, you were shy around the archer, but now, you want more, you crave more. She´s holding your hips, her strong grip making you feel secured and that´s all it matters now. 

As you found yourself captivated by the enchanting presence of the Bishop girl, it was a moment of shared intimacy, and none among you were present enough to recognize the subtle observe of the Witch and Captain. The door had been unintentionally left ajar, providing an unanticipated point for the two observers. From their concealed perch, they had a front-row seat to the scene. This unintentional voyeurism presented a silent spectacle that would be etched in the memory of all involved, forever preserving that delicate moment. 

"Really? Bishop is the first one?" Carol whispers, and Wanda gazes at her with a mix of understanding and frustration. She senses the storm in Carol, and it resonates with her because she feels the same emotions. Deep inside, Wanda hoped she would be the first to share that intimate moment with you. She had been so close, with Natasha temporarily away, but fate had other plans, and Kate Bishop claimed the coveted position first.

"Look, Carol, she´s really into it." Wanda´s jealous thought disappears, as she sees you pulling Kate closer and slightly biting her lip. 

"How many weeks did Natasha said to wait? 8-9? And we will discuss it? I knew it was bulshit." Carol chuckles. 

Wanda smirks and takes a picture of you and Kate making out, sending it straight to Natasha, with a message on it 'What if our new plaything is not waiting?' 

After literally 5 seconds, Wanda´s phone lit up with a new message from Natasha, 'omw.' 

... 

After your pretty heavy make out session with Kate, everything was different around the compound. Kate was by your side almost every minute and the other girls were as well. Everyone but Natasha. You didn't know if you did something wrong or if she had just a lot of avenger's work, but you wanted her attention. 

“I wouldn't go there, right now.” Maria says as she somehow appears right behind you. 

You were just about to knock on Natasha´s door to her office. Due to Maria, you pull your hand away, “why?” 

“She´s just not in the right mood now.” The agent explains. 

“Well, me neither, so-” you turn around and knock three times. 

“You´re really stubborn, huh?” Maria chuckles and turns around, walking away. 

“I already told you that I don´t have the time for your-” you hear behind the door, until the door opened, “oh, it´s you.” Natasha´s voice went from raspy angry spy to nice Natty, who used to brush your hair every morning, when you have been in the hospital wing. 

“It´s me.” You smile a little and without another word you step inside her office. 

Natasha watches you; she tilts her head waiting for your next move. 

“I kinda invited myself, sorry. But I have a question.” You give her office a quick glance, nothing original, just a big modern office, with lots of paperwork everywhere.  

The view is special though, you can take in the lush expanse of the garden, every detail from the blooming flowers to the trees. And beyond the garden's beauty, the panorama stretches out to reveal the entire cityscape. Skyscrapers rise majestically, their windows reflecting the sunlight, while the urban landscape sprawls in all directions.    “I´m listening.” The redhead closes the door. 

“Did I do something wrong? Or... like why don’t we talk anymore? You barely look at me when you come into the room, I just- did I do something wrong? I know you have a lot of work because the people who tried to... you know, but uh- like what's going on, Natty?” The nickname slips out and you don’t even notice, but Natasha did, she always notices those small details. 

You can hear her sigh, that´s never a good sign. 

Shit. 

“Detka, sit.” She nods towards the chair in her office, and you quickly did so. “It´s not like I don’t want to talk to you, I do. But I just thought that you´re already taken and I do not mess into someone else's business.” That was a lie, another one, that you can´t catch on. 

“What do you mean?” You quickly mumble, feeling like a kid who did something bad, since Natasha is standing above you now. 

“You and Kate.”  

“We- we uh are not dating, if that’s what you're asking.” You blush. 

“I'm not asking, (Y/N). But I would appreciate if next time you would be honest with me.” Natasha turns around. 

“But I am! We are not dating, we- are just friends.”  

“Friends?” Natasha turns back to face you, looking down at her phone scrolling, trying to find a picture that Wanda send to her. “Is this what friends do?”  

Shit, where did she get the picture?! 

“I-” you can't find any words that would help. You feel horrible, even though you didn’t do anything wrong, or did you? 

“I need to work now, to keep you safe, remember? So... if that´s all, see you at dinner.” Natasha looks sad, incredibly sad in fact. She opens the door for you and without anything else you leave. 

After few minutes of standing behind Natasha´s door, you decided that you need to blow off some steam and the Avengers compound has everything, so some boxing and sauna after don´t sound like a bad idea at all. Even though you had a boxing class like once in your life, you´ll manage, at least that´s what you hope. 

… 

It was not actually that bad, you feel exhausted, but also little better, hoping that sauna will do the rest of the magic.  

What you didn’t know is that you're not the only one craving to ease your nerves there. 

As you open the door you see quite a pleasing sign in front of you, Carol Danvers eating out Wanda right in the sauna, where you wanted to rest. You are like a deer caught in the lights, before you can say anything, the witch notices you and smirk. 

“We have an audience, Captain,” she whispers between her moans. 

Carol turns her head, and her eyes meet yours, “wanna join?” the blonde one chuckles as Wanda slaps her hand playfully. 

You don´t answer, you´re too occupied staring at Carol´s well-defined arms, you can see her veins, which switch something inside you. 

“Earth to (Y/N),” Wanda chuckles, “would you like to finish me, malyska?” 

“N-no, sorry! Shit! I didn´t know that- you uh- it will be occupied!” and with that you run away. 

“She was staring at you.” 

“She was basically drooling.”  

“Oh please! Don't let it get to your head! 

“Do you want to cum or not?” 

“Yes, captain.” 

“Then shut your pretty mouth.” Carol smirks as she dives back into the witch´s sensitive spot. 

… 

“I didn’t know Carol and Wanda are dating,” you sip from your newly opened water bottle. 

“Um... they are not.” Kate looks at you. 

“I´m pretty sure they are,” small giggle is escaping your mouth. 

“How so?” The taller girl tilts her head, “I´ll bite.” 

“I found them in the sauna together!” You look at Kate, “and they were... you know...” 

“Naked? Well that´s usually the scenario in the sauna, (Y/N).” She laughs. 

“I mean yeah they were naked, but they were... being close, intimate!” 

Kate is obviously not catching what you're trying to say. 

“They were fucking, Bishop.” Yelena says as she enters the kitchen. “Carol has pretty high sex drive since she´s ‘off planet’ most of the time.”  

“Oooh!” Kate says as she understands you now, but she does not look shocked. 

“So, they are like friends with benefits kind of a thing?”  

“If you want to label it, then I guess.” Yelena shrugs and you blush, imagining what you have seen earlier. 

Carol and Wanda then enter the kitchen as well, you don´t dare to look into their eyes, but you can feel that they are staring at you. You can bet anything in the world that they are also smirking. “What´s for dinner? I'm kinda hungry.” Captain Carol says. 

“You´ve just ate, Danvers!” Kate says it in a teasing way, which makes Wanda giggle and Yelena smirk. 

“But I would still eat some more, what do you say Bishop, you up for it?” the blonde one tilts her head. But even the chuckle she lets out sounds like she means it. 

You are too stunned to speak or even move a little. You see Natasha and Maria coming to the kitchen as well, hoping one of them will save you from blushing and slowly melting away. The trained spy notices your shy behavior right away. “What did you do to our little one?”  

It´s like she pushes the small ‘argument’ you had away when she sees you struggling.  

“Nothing!” Wanda says. 

“Yet.” Carol ads. 

“She just caught Danvers and Maximoff fucking in the sauna.” Yelena explains. 

You instantly want to leave the room, not that you would be uncomfortable, but you can feel yourself getting too excited, just being with these women in one room is too much to handle, talking about sex? Seeing them have sex? You´re questioning how are you still alive. 

“Detka...” Natasha starts, all eyes are on you right now. 

“Hm?” Is all you can menage to let out, hoping it would satisfy all of them, but you´re wrong, shockingly, right? The Black Widow clears her throat, and your body automatically makes you look up at her. “I didn´t meant to, I just... wanted to use the sauna and Carol with Wanda were just there um-”  

“If I clearly remember Wanda and I were both inviting you, so I don’t see the issue here.” Carol smirks at Wanda. 

You bite the inside of your cheeks, hoping it will calm you down. 

“There was a moment that I thought you would join us, malysh. And I think that you do too, am I right?” The witch knows exactly what your thoughts were about, she´s pushing you to just admit it. 

“Um- no! No, not at all. No. I was- definitely not.” you shake your head more than you should, but you can´t help it. Trying to make it more believable, but you're failing, miserably. “Not that I think you don´t look great, you do! Your bodies were- are phenomenal! But uh-” 

You are cut off by Wanda slapping Carols hand, “I told you she was staring.” 

“And I told you, she was drooling,” Carol sends you a wink and you quickly look away from her. 

“Okay, ladies. Give her a second and you,” Natasha locks eyes with you, “how about we move to couch, you will sit down and take a few deep breaths, alright detka?” The redhead smiles at you as her soft hand touches you, leading you to the living room. You can just nod, but you're happy, because Natasha doesn’t look mad or upset anymore, actually there is this look in her eyes, you can´t quite point a finger what it means, but her eyes kind of shifted somehow. 

After a few minutes of Natasha saying sweet nothings, you calm down a bit, she whispers, “It´s okay to look, you know. No need to feel shy about it. Honestly, we all do appreciate a good compliment, especially from a pretty girl like you, (Y/N).” And there it is again; your cheeks are flushed, and your heart is beating fast again. 

“How about we all help? To make you feel better, that is what you want right?” Wanda comes in, her hands slowly massaging your stiff shoulders.  

“I- I don’t want to bother you, or like-” you stutter out, your mind being a little fuzzy, you just feel tingles all around you, in you, everywhere. 

“Shhh, we promised we will help you out, so just let us.” Wanda whispers in your ear. 

“Or not and we will find our way.” Maria finally speaks. “Besides, it would not be fair, Kate already had her time with you, and we all are good friends, we share things. That´s just how it works here.”  

You look at Kate, who's now standing in front of you, looking down at you with a smile on her face, that is telling you, that she does not have any regrets of throwing you into the cage full of hungry tigers.��Infact, she looks like a kid on a Christmas Eve. Suddenly, your mind is craving any touch. 

What's going on? 

‘You want this, shhh, you´re safe. Everything is okay. Just enjoy this.’ 

I want this. So much. 

‘That is right, malyshka.’ 

Wanda nods, giving a signal to the rest of the girls. Kate immediately knowing what to do, she basically sprints out of the room to get some stuff from the ‘Avengers special room’, it´s not even a minute and she's back with some ropes, wand, few straps, and handcuffs.  

It´s your first time with them, so they don’t want to overstimulate you that much. Other toys for other days. 

Maria takes the ropes and starts to tie your hands together, putting them above your head, “Keep them there.”  

“Yes, -” you stop yourself and Maria raises her eyebrow, she knows that you wanted to use your manners and address her by a title, but your little messy head does not know which one to use. 

“Sir.” She smirks and you nod a little. 

“Yes, sir,” you give her a little smile, it makes so much sense, that this is her title. 

“Already being so good?” Natasha kisses your forehead, going to the kitchen and making sure she's putting the phone in a good place for the perfect angle of her little movie. 

Lots of things are happening and you feel people touching you all over your body. Hill finishes tying your hands together and she comes to Natasha, both of them are saying something, but you can't hear at all. Your attention is now on Wanda and Kate, they are slowly tying your legs together, is hot, but adorable at the same time as the witch is teaching the young archer how to do the perfect knot. 

Carol is already without her clothes, having only a big strap on herself as she is adjusting the harness and even though you saw her naked already, you don’t think you could get enough of her. 

Suddenly there are some lips on yours, when they pull away, you notice it´s Yelena, you smile at her instinctively. She is a bit harsh, but you actually like it that way, and both of you know it. “Have fun, when you´re done here, come to my room. Understood?” 

You nod, again, “Understood, yes,” you whisper. 

Yelena just smiles a little, and slaps your cheek, which caught you off guard, but it sends shivers down your body, making your pussy even more wet. You´re positive that you´re already making so much mess. 

Carol finally comes to you and picks you up, without a word she places you on the table in the living room, making you the center of attention. But you don’t want her to let go of you, she's so warm and her strong embrace is making you feel like the most secured person in the entire milky way.  

“Don´t worry, malysh. Captain is very cuddly after sex.” Wanda sends you a wink as her and Kate finishes the tight knots on your legs. 

Natasha comes with a knife in her hand, slowly cutting through your clothes and with a slight smirk she says with such a rasp in her voice, “who wants to go first?” 

THANK YOU FOR READING! 💕💕💕

This went totally different way than I wanted to, but hey, here we are :p

[vendetta-ari]

Romeo, Juliet, and a blonde Romeo.

Patrick Zweig x Fem!Reader x Art Donaldson (mentions of sex but no written smut, implied relationship with Art Donaldson, implications of At Donaldson ed (the food kind) cheating?,Reader is a lil bitch, not proofread)

"Hey, i made you breakfast..!" Art chirped as you sat up from your fluffy bed, ever the morning person, the blonde was already dressed and awake- holding a gross looking green smoothie in his hands. somehow, this grown man still has yet to understand what casual means. whatever, free food.

Thanks again for making breakfast," you tap your foot rhythmically against the tile, watching Art pick at his own pancakes and not eat them. "you gonna eat..?"

"not hungry." he quickly bites back, looking away for a moment before meeting your eyes with a soft smile. you pause, and the rythem your leg was bouncing to halts as you question him—"why would you make food if you weren't hungry?" one arched brow later and the blonde is chuckling nervously, cleaning up your empty plate and shrugging frantically "yknow, i. actually don't know- I guess i just wanted to make you something but I didn't want it to be awkward so-"

"Art?"

"yeah?"

"stop acting like my boyfriend."

he stammers a quick apology, before making up some excuse about needing to go to practice. (he doesn't, and you know that too, you aren't dumb.) and just like that, the blonde is gone. you'd feel bad, but this isn't the first time you had to remind him that your relationship is purely just friends (with amazing benefits) who knew pathetic men could have such good dick? after cleaning up the rest of the kitchen you go to your room to change, only to hear a familiar pattern of knocks.

tap-tap, tap-tap-tap-tap-tap, tap-tap.

annoying bastard.

Patrick Zweig.

you open the window anyway. you're a woman of weak morals.

"miss me, baby?" he purrs.

you debate pushing him out the window, but the drop isn't very far.

after rolling your eyes and pulling him through the window, you meet his lips for a kiss. the kind where it's not light or tender and very much sloppy, with tillted heads and kitten licks.

so yeah, maybe you were playing with Patrick and Art. but could you really be blamed?

"hey, what's that?-" Patrick's stupid mouth isn't on your lips, but it's enough to pull you out if the moment, dazed and ticked.

"what's what?" you look around, trying to gage where his eyes have landed now.

Fuck.

Art left his Stanford hat. bright red, almost like a stop sign.

braindead blonde, he's gonna ruin your shot at getting laid (again) today.

"it's nothin, my uh..brother came over today. left his hat."

"am I supposed to belive that?"

God you could pull your hair out right now, you kick the hat under your bed. "can we get back to it?" you snarl, sitting on the bed and pulling him to stand between your legs.

he hasn't budged yet. it's been 5 minutes and he won't even kiss you, the cap is in his hands and he's inspecting it like some sort of fuckin' detective.

"im not fucking you if you don't tell me who's this actually is."

why does that even matter? since when has Patrick ever been monogamous? just last week he asked for a three way between you and this secret somone- the way he described the man though, sounded like he was in love.

"yknow, he's not too skinny, he's fir and built perfectly. white, blonde, he's got those two colored eyes...what's that called again? heterophobia?"

"Patrick i dont care, I'm not trying to get an STD."

"no he's safe, I swear!"

"i said no already!"

Patrick sniffs the hat, like the weirdo he is. you swear his pupils dialate, like a cat.

"what?" you murmur, almost defensively. you didn't mean for it to sound like that- but oh well.

"nothing. I'm going home."

"what? hey!? what about me-"

Art's stupid little hat gets thrown at your face, you sputter and go to chase after Patrick, but he's already hopped out of your window.

well. that's one less good lay.

atleast you've still got Art?

you quickly text him that he left his hat at your place, you make it sound a little flirty too. you didn't just get all worked up for nothing.

Patrick hadn't even stepping foot through the door and Art is already trying to leave.

"look I know we made plans man- but I gotta go do something important!"

"Important like what? whats more important than hanging out with me, am I that insignificant to you?!"

"no- it's not like that, stop being fucking dramatic!"

"just tell me what it is that's soooo important!"

"it's a girl, okay?! I left something at her dorm."

"you're dating—?"

"n-no..not exactly. it's complicated."

manwhore. that's what patrick wants to say. but he relents and let's his best friend get away. as much as he'd love to dig his claws into Art and never let go, no one can resist those eyes.

"fine. go then, just leave, not like I care." He's talking to the air at this point, because Art's already flown off like a puppy hearing a clicker. but hey, maybe Patrick's just being dramatic. he's sure to find some hot chick on campus- right?

maybe Patrick is an idiot. maybe he's a fool for thinking somone as gorgeous as you wouldn't sleep around. but fuck, for once he wanted domone all to himself.

yet here he stands, in Art's doorstep, watching him hold the red Stanford cap he just saw in your house. he isn't overthinking it. underthinking it, if anything. he should really see if he's got an STD.

"so..you're saying she's fucking both of us?" Art finally breaks the silence. looking dejected after Patrick's convoluted explanation when he came back from your dorm.

"dunno. I guess so." Patrick breaks eye contact. he really can't stand to look at his best friend right now. why can't he have anything to himself? why does he always have to share? it's not fair.

He feels like he's back in the tennis academy. sharing his very being with Donaldson. everything he every owned or would own, would be shared. he didn't mind back then, but with a girl like you? call him selfish for wanting you all alone. just his luck.

he needs to prove he's better. for his own fucking sanity.

To be continued.

-xoxo, Ari

[jazzyblusnowflake]

OMG hi…I really like your art and was wondering if you wanna be mutuals??????????? Also tell me about your MD ships :3c

honey we are dating- .....okay yknow what- HI PRETTY & TALENTED LADY- yess i will absolutely love toooo 🙈💕💕💕💕💕

also lets see uhhh okay this is an excuse for me to just... expload-

keep in mind not every ship is meant for all of you so dont badger me about stuff that ISNT CANON or YOU DONT SHIP. contrary to whatever you believe, when somone posts about THEIR ships, nobody wants to hear about you NOT shipping it on THAT EXACT post.

hang in there, this gon be a long one >:p

First off we are starting strong with Nuzi- Biscuitbites obviously thats a given- these two just have too much to be said about why and how they make eachother the best version of eachother, whether they ever became canon or not- they fit like puzzle pieces- they lessen eachothers negative traits by being their for eachother.

next is Vuzi- Violentviolet, they are my favorite kind of enemies to lovers 😔 but its also tragic smh. kinda pissed off at how V always does something good in Uzis favor only when she is LITERALLY PASSED OUT- either in the camp ep on the bus or in Alices lab. like damn ofFUCKINGcourse Uzi wouldnt know she cares about her 😭😭😭

envuzi- Violentbitingbiscuits, i love these goobers with all my heart- they deserve the best 😔💕💕💕💕

envy - [does this poor ship just NOT have an exclusive FINDABLE tag name??? im calling them GoldenMemories...], i like to think that if they were in the manor still, and nothing bad had ever happened, these two would be comforting eachother in the healthiest way possible. V needs someone like N and N is just adorable like that uwu

Next we have JxTessa/Jessa- [calling them Fancyblades cuz why not-] J deserves some closure for the shit shes gone through smhhh 😔, its a tragic yuri of J loving and wanting something she probably already accepted she couldnt have, and even then she gotta deal with Ns ass being the favorite one regardless of how hard she tries to be perfect... sighhh i wanna imagine them in a future where Tessa was spared as the only human and J could save her 😭😭😭😭 Tessa might have loved doing mechanical stuff or wore black to hide grease/oil stains on her clothes from her parents and wore gloves to hide her oily stained hands- i want her to have a scene of wiring drones back to life and saving them and saying something like "hey there, you made it! dont worry, ill take care of you, youre my friend now :3" or something //dies//, also before anyone says it- even if Tessa was a teen in the flashbacks- romance is not exclusive to ADULTS, teens can love eachother without having sexual stuff involved. no she was not their MOTHER figure, she was their FRIEND who liked to fix robots for herself to not be alone in a house where her own parents literally chain her up as punishment. i dont even know why im arguing about this, people headcanon or make aus about characters NOT being dead all the time and if Tessa was alive for as long as J thought she was, Tessa would have been a perfectly fine adult either way. so counting this, yes shes canonically considered an adult when Cyn tries to imitate an adult humans body 🙄 makes as much sense as everything else i guess-

next ones i got is NorixYeva/Neva- Solverlilies- i just think theyre neat 😭😭😭 and once again, like everything else in this franchise- they are tragic yuris 😔 damn liam im finding a pattern over here 🤨 anyway, i like to think they either got closer in the lab experimentations or were already close when they were working as WDs in the campsite area for the humans. obviously canonically they were probably straight or just not into eachother romantically- [Nori either u have the worst taste men or Khan just fucking lost it after you died-] but also on the other handddd.... they have 2 hands and they are robots, i want them to kiss like two barbie dolls and im gonna make them do just that-

DollxLizzy/Dizzy- Bloodypink, wost fucking ship names ever, i cant find shit on them with these tags and it makes me angry >:/ at this point 2/3s of my ships are just tragic yuris smh, Doll did not deserve any of the things handed to her, even if she went about doing some things the wrong way i wish Lizzy didnt just abandon her- but then again, Doll did kinda abuse Lizzys trust and Lizzy got scared of being close to a serial murderer so.... morality calls this a draw? 😭 im crying... i wish someone was there to help Doll... sigh... i like to think Lizzy would have waited for Doll to just come back at some point... oh well, thats why AUs exist :"3 //sobs in the corner//

DollxUzi/Dollzi- Bloodybats, this ship is so underrated to me... they could have been... so much more. but why weren't they? did Yeva abandon ever getting close to Uzi when she was a kid after Nori died? did Uzi and Doll just never play around together as kids when their mothers were so close? were they ever close and something went wrong as they grew older? at worst they could have been like sisters together, and at best maybe more than friends. i just dont know what happened here, like Yeva could have tried to keep an eye on Uzi, maybe Uzi could have found Dolls powers so cool before having them too- i dont know theres literally tons of possibilities- but if Doll deserved to be saved or cared for by anyone, at least one of them should have been Uzi... sigh.

ThadxV- Killingblonde, yall this is... the cutest shit... ever???? like from here on out we kinda go into the more or less crackship territory but these two are adorable- Dumbass yet wholesome jock boy that just wants to keep his queen happy 😔👌👌👌 He and Uzi would have so much to talk about on "crushing on literal murder bots that stabbed and almost ate us" its literally love at first stab smhhh 😫💕

ThadxSam- Smokyjock ???? for some fucking reason??? i dont know what my brain did here man- i just like the trope of someone getting under Thads skin- like pair up the healthy sports loving gym boy with the lazy but wholesome dumbass that does drugs or is always just sleep deprived and Thad is always trying to just... take care of his ass and make him take care of himself but he just WONT SMHHH-

okay some more or less crack ships down here:

ThadxN: it speaks for itself. its too adorable and youll go blind from the light of wholesomeness-

ThadxNxUzi: Uzi will die here from the overwhelming wholesomeness... oh bonus if its just a 4s polycule of ThadxNxUzixV i mean i know im pushing my luck but.... random crackships go brr- V and Uzi will complain but love their dumbass golden puppy partners-

ThadxUzi: i think they could have been close and Thad caring about her as a childhood friend turned crush sounds just too cute for me 😔

LizzyxUzi: another random ass rivals to lovers or some shit idk what this is, Lizzy would pay Uzi to kiss the fuck out of her i dont make the rules-

ThadxLizzy: in some cases where they are NOT headcanoned as siblings or cousins, i think they have a good energy of wholesome jock bf and girly queen cheerleader lol, Thad is just a good bf eitherway-

DollxUzixLizzy: the gals would not leave a single second of silence for the small gremlin i swear to God- [Uzi is gay as FUCK for her gfs, absolute girloser unit with her gorgeous but crazy gfs]

okay for the end i have some characters that arent ships but i wish they could have become closer as friends or work out their issues...

J and N- too much abuse and toxicity here, i wish they could talk together more and see they have a lot of things in common- maybe a full line of dialogue from J without threatning N in every sense of the manner would be nice for a change =_=

Doll and V- again, a bit morally ambiguous to ship a character with the murderer of your family, esp when said murderer hasnt expressed regret lmao, but i wish they could at least be friends... Dolls disdain for the murder drones pushed her to end up the way she did. maybe if she didnt do it alone she would have been alive by now. so i like to think what would have happened if she and V could have made up- not necessarily Doll forgiving her- but at least having the space to grow and understand why they did they things that happened.

Cyn and literally ANYONE- i want the solver to be SEPARATE from Cyn- i wish Cyn would have still existed somewhere down there and was savable- i wish this poor child AI had a happy ending to her by connecting with the others as ACTUAL siblings... goddamnit 😔

aaaand thats it for this fine ass day 🫡 yall are welcome to ask about any of these- boy the tags are gonna be.... a lot.

[thefallennightmare]

What It Cost-Noah Sebastian[AU]-coming soon.

The darkness was all Reader ever knew and now that it was following her, closing in to devour her, she needed to chance to breathe. With one destination in mind, she set out only to stop when she noticed an attractive stranger on the side of the road; his own darkness making her give him a ride to where he needed to go.

Both of them were desperate for something else but neither of them could change and it nearly cost them everything.

TAGS: @thescarlettvvitch @klutzy-kay24 @cookiesupplier @bngurngheart @thatchickwiththecamera @artificialbreezy @madomens @lookwhatitcost

I know, I know, another story. But this one shouldn't be long at all! Less than a normal one-shot and should be up sometime tomorrow!

My body jerked awake, the car nearly swerving into the opposite lane and I breathed a breath of relief when I realized we were still the only car on the entire stretch of road. It had been like this for the last two hours and I was beginning to wonder if the apocalypse happened without us knowing and we were the only two survivors.

"You're not falling asleep on me, are you?"

His gruff voice made my shoulder go rigid and I gripped the steering wheel harder, knuckles going white from my agitation. If he'd known that I'd already been driving for three hours before I picked him up, maybe he would have understood why I was so tired.

"You could drive," I grumbled under my breath.

The man tsked while leaning over in his seat towards me, his long tattooed fingers reaching for my thigh. I sucked in a breath when I felt the heat radiating off of him engulf me.

"Or I could sit here and find a way to keep you awake," he muttered, leaning into me.

My heart beat wildly in my chest and I nearly let my eyes flutter shut when his hand reached for the waistband of my sweatpants. Suddenly, I wasn't tired anymore. Instead, I was very aroused.

"Do you want that?" The man asked, voice gone with lust.

I swallowed thickly, doing my best so my voice wouldn't come out shaky.

"Please."

His bright grin shined in the darkness of the car as his hand slipped into my sweats and underwear, finger gliding over my slick folds.

"You can lie all you want, angel. But you're fucking soaked for me. A stranger. Somone you picked up on the side of the road less than two hours ago," his teeth grazed over my ear lobe.

I jerked the wheel, car swerving yet again, and it made him pull his finger away from my clit. I whined in protest.

"Keep your eyes on the road. If you don't crash, I'll let you cum. Deal?"

When I nodded, the man pressed a tender kiss to the crook of my neck before slipping a finger inside of me. "Good girl."

[melanieph321]

PLEASE!!!!!!!!! Ruben being a girl dad! She has him completely wrapped around her finger

I would die!!!! X

Ok 😊

Ruben Dias x Reader - Bad Braces

Enjoy!

Ruben was used to stepping through his front door and be ambushed by a cloud of pink. Your daughter was gifted a ballet tutu for christmas which resluted in her wearing it every where she went. There was a discussion with you about the problem with this, Ruben however did not see it. He loved coming home to a cloud full of pink and the day that this didn't happen was close to a nightmare for him.

"Where is Lina?" He asked, when you peered your head out of the kitchen into the hallway where he stood.

"What?" His eyebrows furrowed, seeing the concerned expression on your face. You stepped up to him, greeting him with a kiss on the cheek.

"Where is Lina?" He asked again.

You sighed. "She's in her room, saying that she won't come out ever."

Ruben frowned. "Her room? Did somthing happen at school?"

"Apparently somone made a comment about her new braces."

"What!"

"Along with her dress. So please Ruben remember what we talked about."

He was already charging towards your daughter's room, suprised to find that the door was locked.

"Lina? Lina meu amor, por favor, abra a porta."

He yanked the handle a couple of times, to no use however.

"Whatever is going on we can fix it, please let me fix it." If he could he would never let your daughter go back to school again. Ruben felt so hopless surrendering your only child to the cruel cruel world. He wanted to be there by her side everyday, protecting her.

"Pãi?"

He heard a low cry behind the door, your daughter's cry.

"Yes Lina I'm here, please open the door."

Small footsteps dragged across the floor and soon a key twisted in the lock.

"Pãi." Your daughter wiped her nose with the arm of her sleeve, her eyes bloodshot with tears.

"What happened, tell me." An instinctive thought appeared in Ruben's head. He would kill whoever made her feel this way. He entered her room only to find her ballet tutu tossed in a corner. They sat down on the bed.

"Did somone say something about your new braces?" He asked.

She nodded "And my dress."

Ruben balled up a fist, his knuckles white. His voice was calm however. "What did this person say?"

Lina bowed her head in shame. "He said that with my new braces on I looked like I stole children's teeth and ate them, like the opposite of the tooth fairy."

"He who?" Ruben said, balling up his fist again.

"This boy in my class, Alejandro said it."

"Alejandro." Ruben mumbled. "Well do you know where this Alejandro lives?"

Lina's eyes lit up, her head nodding excitingly. But then Y/N entered the room having overhead the whole conversation between them.

"The best thing would be to call his parents, don't think?" You said, giving Ruben a stern look.

"He shook his head. "Nah, I want to pay him a visit."

"Ruben he's eight, your not knocking on a eight year old's door, threatening to beat him up."

Ruben sighed, so did your daughter, they were each others soulmates.

"But mommy he was mean to me."

"I know that honey, but that is not how we deal with mean people in life. Ain't that right Ruben?"

He grunted.

You rolled your eyes.

"The next time Alejandro is mean to you do you know what you should do?"

"Stomp him in the nuts." Ruben muttured.

You shoved his shoulder.

"No, what you should do is give him a big smile and walk away, because violence is never the way."

"That's terrible advice. What you should do is sort of trip his legs and when you have him on the ground you should..."

"Ruben."

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." He said, making your daughter laugh. At least he made her laugh again.

"No, your mother is right. We'll talk to your teachers at school, hopefully they'll make sure that this doesn't happen again."

"Promise?"

You watched your daughter jump off the bed and retrieve her tutu from the corner in her room. She put it on to Rubens satisfaction.

"I promise." He smiled and picked her up in his arms. "Or else I'll pay him a visit."

"Ruben." You sighed.

"Kidding, just kidding."

[pyropsychiccollector]

AssClass ask

ok so about my last ask, i realized you did smth similar already lol. with the school play where nagisa had to kiss somone else, around mid last year. I think that one only had kayano, nakamura and kanzaki so im wondering what the others reaction would be or if they got jealous over it.

I couldn't seem to find the one that included Rio and Yukiko… XD I have a vague recollection of possibly doing another school play with them involved with reacting alongside Kaede… But I think Kaede was the main reaction I did. Then again, knowing me I just didn't tag the post… Very possible. XD Regardless, I did Yukiko and Rio again anyway~ And some others. Including a bonus girl~ (✿◠‿◠)

~*~

OC: ���ಿ_ಠ

Nagisa: What's up, OC? You look spooked.

OC: jolts a little U-Um! Y-You don't have to worry about the play anymore. You can go home. ಠಿ_ಠ;;;;;;;;;

Nagisa: But didn't you need a last minute sub…? I can't just abandon you guys! >_<

OC: Yes… Well… (✿◠‿◠)* You didn't tell me your girlfriend was terminally ill…

Nagisa: T-Terminally…? Huh??? She's not… ಠಿ_ಠ

Yukiko: (✿◠‿◠)* seems to appear out of thin air Let's go, Nagisa-kun.

Nagisa: B-But why? OC needs help on this play? I promised…? ಠಿ_ಠ

Yukiko: I need you help more. coughs weakly (✿◠‿◠)**

OC: P-Poor thing. You're so young. Σ('◉⌓◉’)

Nagisa: I don't understand what's going on…?! gets dragged off by Yukiko

Yukiko: when they're far enough away Now, when were you going to tell me about this play? Dear? (✿◠‿◠)***

Nagisa: I'm just trying to help out a classmate. >_< They had no one else able to take up this role, so…

Yukiko: Did you know about the kiss scene? (✿◠‿◠)****

Nagisa: No?? But I figured you wouldn't mind since it's not real. ಠಿ_ಠ

Yukiko: And when were you going to tell me, dear? (✿◠‿◠)*

Nagisa: … To be honest, I kinda forgot with all the practicing and line memorizing. >_<

Yukiko: voice reaches subzero temperatures You… already practiced…? (╬≖‿≖)

Nagisa: The lines? Yeah. :O

Yukiko: The KISS, Nagisa. (╬≖‿≖)

Nagisa: Oh, that was only gonna be during the performances. I think counting dress rehearsal there was gonna be three shows.

Yukiko: ………

Nagisa: B-But. Um. I did feel bad after hearing about the kiss part, so I was gonna take you out to a nice dinner after it was all over.

Yukiko: ………

Nagisa: … A-And shower you with as many kisses as you wanted? ^^;;;

Yukiko: (╬≖‿≖) You're lucky you're cute.

Nagisa: What was that lie about being terminally ill??? It's not good to lie about that stuff, Yukiko-chan. >_<

Yukiko: (✿◠‿◠) It wasn't a lie. I've got a fever, and the only cure is…

Nagisa: … More cowbell? ಠಿ_ಠ

Yukiko: … A boy just as dense as Mister Karasuma. (✿◠‿◠)

Nagisa: … I don't get it. ಠಿ_ಠ

Yukiko: We'll work on that. (✿◠‿◠) … And new rule: No kissing other girls. That's just rude.

Nagisa: A-Alright… ಠಿ_ಠ

~*~

Nagisa: I'm sorry, I beg your pardon? (⊙▂⊙✖ )

OC: holds out the dress exasperatedly You heard me the first time. The new director says the main characters swap bodies. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: But I didn't sign up for crossdressing?! (⊙▂⊙✖ )

OC: Yeah, well, I didn't either. Other girls might like being tomboys, but I LIKE the frills. (╬≖_≖) But the director says jump, we're only supposed to say, "how high?"

Nagisa: @~~~@* The director was not this unreasonable when I first started practicing with you guys.

OC: I said we got a new one, didn't I? Our first one must've ate something bad the other night, and this new chick came in with his blessing. Supposedly. (╬≖_≖) I hear the bitch is thinking about the whole cast swapping bodies. Apparently she wants pictures before, during, and after the show.

Nagisa: ……… Is this new director blonde by any chance? Blue eyes?

OC: Yeah? How'd you know?

Nagisa: I quit. Σ('◉⌓◉’)

OC:You can't quit when we're a week away!!!

Nagisa: I can so. (⊙▂⊙✖ ) Whoever's bright idea it was to let Rio Nakamura take over, they can suffer the fallout. I am NOT letting her use me as a Barbie doll. AGAIN.

OC: It's just one "body swap", how bad can it be? :P

Nagisa: (╬≖_≖) You go on believing that. She won't ever be "content", not when she has all the power in the world as "director". She won't be satisfied until everyone wears all the costumes. You absolute F O O L S…

OC: Yeah, yeah, whatever drama queen. :P

Nagisa: (✿◠‿◠) rips up his script Clearly I have sinned and should have been faithful. I can't save your poor souls, but I'm gonna make it up to Rio. That should at least save me. prances off

OC: TRAITOR!!!!!

~*~

Yuzuki: You disgust me… (๑ `н´๑)

OC: … I'm sorry? ಠಿ_ಠ

Yuzuki: A vanilla Shakespeare play?! In this day and age?! (๑ `н´๑) Did you even TRY to look up adaptations, you swine?

OC: Adapt…huh? ಠಿ_ಠ The student council approves the scripts, and they hafta get approval from the principal!

Yuzuki: I bet you didn't even TRY searching on rattles off random script website! (๑ н´๑) Audiences are gonna be bored to TEARS with your outdated English and crusty Shakespearean humor! (๑н´๑) Nope. Your play receives a 0/5 stars from me. No witty, clever anime references. Vanilla Romeo and Juliet plot. You're just the worst, and we will be boycotting your "play", madam. (๑ н´๑)(๑н´๑)(๑ `н´๑)

OC: Okayyy, bye, Queen Otaku…? C'mon, Nagisa. stares ಠಿ_ಠ

Nagisa: getting dragged away by Yuzuki ^^;;;;;;;; S-Sorry, OC-chan… Yuzuki says no, so I can't…

OC: huffs Freaking doormat. (╬≖_≖)

Yuzuki: (๑ н´๑) Not a single artistic bone in their bodies, not one!!! (๑н´๑)

Nagisa: It's just a school play, Yuzuki-chan… ^^;;;

Yuzuki: We have STANDARDS, Nagisa-kun! (๑ `н´๑)

Rio: … Does she even care about the "kiss" scene? ಠಿ_ಠ

Kaede: Well, you didn't, Miss "unlimited power". ಠಿ_ಠ

Rio: True~ Art is so subjective~ (✿◠‿◠)

Kaede: (╬≖_≖) Crossdressing isn't art, it's a sin.

Rio: So old-fashioned~ Even when ya get to see Nagisa's L E G S~? (✿◠‿◠)

Kaede: If Nagisa doesn't wanna do it, he's not gonna do it, you swine. (╯°□°）╯

~*~

OC: (✿◠‿◠);;; Nagisa-kun, you're relieved.

Nagisa: ಠಿ_ಠ I am?

OC: Yes, effective immediately. (✿◠‿◠);;; I should be able to find someone else to handle your role.

Nagisa: Even when we're a week away…? ಠಿ_ಠ

OC: ……… Yes. (✿◠‿◠);;;;;;;;;

Nagisa: You look nervous… Are you sure???

OC: YES, Nagisa, I am ABSOLUTELY FREAKING SURE!!!!!! (╯°□°）╯

Nagisa: But…why? ಠಿ_ಠ

OC: Oh, I don't know. Had an omen the past few nights. (╬≖_≖)

Nagisa: … An omen. ಠಿ_ಠ

OC: Someone threw a rock in my window with a message - "find some other chump." And when I didn't do anything but board up my window… The next night I had a "friendly" red dot on my pillow and I swear I heard a barrage of paintballs decorate the side of my house. The next morning my dad had to call some people to repaint the side of our house, and I found a message in my mailbox that said, "I mean it." And I've had the dot of deadly doom following me since yesterday!!! (╯°□°）╯

Nagisa: . . . ಠಿ_ಠ Rinka isn't one for subtlety…

OC: Oh, you KNOW that psycho?! Why am I not surprised?! (╯°□°）╯

Nagisa: Well, she IS my girlfriend. ^^;;;

OC: (✿◠‿◠)*** Kindly bugger off, Nagisa. My life is in shambles. From just a few days.

Nagisa: … I'll send you an apology gift. ^^;;;

OC: Nooo, no, no, no. No gifts.

Nagisa: A card, then-

OC: NO CARDS!!! Just polite acquaintanceship. (✿◠‿◠)***

Nagisa: … I have to do something for you…

OC: The best gift money can by is a red dot free life, Nagisa. (✿◠‿◠)*** That psycho's all yours.

Nagisa: …………

~*~

OC: Watch your hands, you perv?!

Nagisa: I-I'm so sorry…! (⊙▂⊙✖ ) backs away

OC: I thought you were a kind, unassuming boy, Nagisa-kun. (╬ಠ益ಠ) What was with that groping, you pig?!

Nagisa: I-It's just how my girlfriend's been training me…! Σ('◉⌓◉’) Sh-She said to do everything like the simulation…

OC: I don't CARE what horny bs you and your… huffs bitterly GIRLFRIEND get up to… Just leave me out of it!!!!! (╬ಠ益ಠ) We are NOT doing that in private. And we are most certainly NOT doing THAT in public. You disgusting pig. (╬ಠ益ಠ)(╬ಠ益ಠ)(╬ಠ益ಠ)

Nagisa: Why do I feel like Touka-chan set me up…? (人◕_◕)

OC: Oh, you think your perverted soulmate tricked you?! At least try to take responsibility for your own unsightly beastiality!!! (╬ಠ益ಠ)

Nagisa: No, no, I think she wanted me booted out of the play. >w< I thought it was a bit extreme we took all our clothes off last night…

OC: … Yeah, you can get out of here. Great idea. (✿◠‿◠) Go back to mating like rabbits. Dirty, disgusting perverts. (✿◠‿◠)***

Nagisa: ……… (人◕_◕) I can't even dispute that with what she made me do…

OC: OUT!!!!!

~*~

OC: What the?!

Ritsu: Hi, OC-chan. (✿◠‿◠) I heard Nagisa was going to be in your little play.

OC: How'd you get my number?! And who the heck ARE you?!

Ritsu: Let's dispense with the small talk and get to the heart of the matter. (❋•‿•❋) Like how you're going to beg me for your life.

OC: Excuse me?!

Ritsu: I have suitable blackmail on you ready to be posted on all social media platforms. (❋•‿•❋) What are you going to do for me? (❋•‿•❋)

OC: … What do you want? ;;;>_>

Ritsu: Find someone else to play opposite you in the main role. Nagisa-kun is mine. (❋•‿•❋)

OC: … And if I let him go, you'll delete all that blackmail?

Ritsu: Never go near Nagisa again, and I'll think about deleting some of the backups. (❋•‿•❋)

OC: BACKUPS?! SOME?!

Ritsu: (❋•‿•❋) Do we have an accord?

[lunarsun12]

Heesung Wing Men

Masterlist

Author Note: My babies are back!! The comeback is so cute and ethereal! I love their title track and moonstruck! This is inspired by their title track~ Happy Reading❤️

It all started, that Heesung exclusive fanclub are complaining that Heesung is getting boring and want to see more of him, threatening to leave.

Heesung has already used all his charm. Leading to use his brothers and own kids as cute charm factors. To make him look good, seeing his softer side. That will prevent his fans from leaving his fanclub.

However a certain Kitty is not happy, that his child is getting exploited like that

Back At Enhypen Family Chat

Today 20:00

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: HEESUNG…hyung! HOW DARE YOU MAKE NIKI HELP YOU TO DO FAN-SERVICE!

Heesung🦌: I didn’t do anything! You must stop believing lies

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Somone sent me a video of Niki and the rest of the kids. Singing a love song and dancing with YOU!

Jay🦊: Why is Jungwon freaking out! Sunoo hasn’t touched Niki today, as I am aware of!

Heesung🦌: Jungwonie is sensitive today…accusing me tainting the kids

Jay🦊: You tainting the kids? Shame you didn’t succeed maybe you can finally make my two kids be grateful what they have!

Heesung🦌: They need a lot more help…then me…

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: AHHHHHH STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT! How dare you use Niki for your stupid fan service!

Niki🕺: Has anyone seen my gaming console?

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Niki! Did uncle Heesung forced you to sing that song…?

Niki🕺: Huh what song?

Sunoo☀️: He means that stupid love song…where we sang kiss me xoxo for his stupid fanclub

Niki🕺: Sunoo! We not supposed to tell Eomma! That he made us sing…now he is gonna make us do another video for compensation!

Sunghoon❄️: Since we on the topic! I have huge complaint! Why didn’t I get my own trailer and have to breathe the same air as Sunoo!

Niki🕺: Both of you shut up! I don’t want to do xoxo part 2!

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Are you threatening Niki!?

Heesung🦌: Jungwonie! Let’s calm down

Sunoo☀️: I wish Appa care for us like uncle Jungwon does for Niki…

Sunghoon❄️: Sunoo? Are you dumb? Appa is afraid of Uncle Heesung! He willing to push us in the firing line to save his own skin!

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: HEESUNG IM GONNA USE MY KITTY POWERS ON YOU! You are not exploiting my child!

Jake🐶: Appa… you shouldn’t lie! You telling me to come as it will be fine! Then you made me to do a solo shot…that makes the your fans heart flutter!

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Thanks to Jake, sending me that video! Things would have ended badly!

Heesung🦌: Jake? How could you betray your own Appa!

Jake🐶: You were threatening us! Yes INCLUDING ME! YOUR OWN CHILD!

Heesung🦌: I did not threat…more like telling you to keep a secret!

Heesung🦌: If it wasn’t for my child! You all would have become famous!!

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Delete the video right now! Whilst I’m calm…

Heesung🦌: The time and effort I made the kids do…i can’t do it…I will just have to lie. Okay I deleted it

Jake🐶: Appa you shouldn’t lie…you-

Jake went offline

Heesung🦌: Problem solved…now if you excuse me. My kid need to stop exposing me

The next day…

Heesung🦌: WHO DELETED MY VIDEO! THE TIME AND ENERGY I GET THE KIDS TO DO ALL IT!

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Didn’t you say it is already ‘deleted’

Jake🐶: Looks karma has got someone…

Heesung🦌: Darn wrong chat…ahhh I must have forgotten I already deleted..

Jungwon🐈‍⬛: Thanks to Jay! He deleted the video…so I’m happy! But hyung you in my bad kitty book

Jay🦊: I can’t let Heesung hyung, use my children faces for free without a contract. This papa need to make some dough

Heesung🦌: Why do I have smart brothers! I should have used Yeonjun kids…they are so easy to trick!

[inside-a-sinners-mind]

Hi. I mean, Hell-o.

Whats in the word Hi? To many beginnings, and how many goodbyes? I never say goodbye, i dont do funerals, and i dont go to graves. Death is the permant fear of me., and the craziest thign is that im not afraid to di, but im more afraid that live will go on without me and that no one will even notice that im no longer living. Im existing, im a hollow damn near empty shell of whom i used to be. Pain. it didnt change me, emotinally was already dead inside form the lack of love or care. or maybe i was just blind to those who truly loved me, and now that everything around me reeks of failure do i truly start to see that everythign in me is spewing hatred for the living and those whom can be free. I have hoped for many things in life but the one thing i wanted was to be loved. Just honest love, someone to look at me every single day and tell me that i will always come back for you, and mean it. TO Never be the joker or butt of the jokes for loving someone and proudly looking stupid. I have had it too many times...or so i thought. Maybe this was the hardest chess games and queen beat rook everytime because i started to focus on me. ho selfish, yup ho, the word that everyone uses to describe me because i finally comfortable in my body. only took me 28 years, to find clothes that fit and were me, not somones handme down, or my mother butt floss, or my cousin who idolized the most, for not letting me slide. Actually all of them Osss, they kept the world spinning for a sinner like me, someone who knew all the darkness but always kept the light in. until i was alone with one friend, laughing and having a spill of lemonade telling them the horrors i thought was normal. I never knew a better Bear, Kitty, and Taco Flavored kisses, but my Lonely island was the one i never thought was an oppenant, she was literally my everything, and i lost it all in one swing, because i need to let it out. She did what she thought was right i guess, but i had never used my hands to cause harm...since i was provisioned that way. I hated the pool but them it became my transperncy circle. I could lay in the water and be clean, but it somehow triggered me to be dirty. I never think about savannah, because all i remeber is 3 reds and a little boy who just wanted to swim, and a little girl who wanted to know what the biggest secret was. Kuriousity, Kills every searching soul link, when i search for it i find it. Never takes me long, Ol' Red, was the athemn that i didnt really understand, Love will always be the weak link in human society; show me affection and my legs fly, and all rational thinking goes out the window. To be loved, to be free, to be me, something i can never be again, for i couldnt breathe, but i made it, but i couldnt see, but you made it, i still feel him lingering, but hes a ghost, but i,....like it never happened all over again, like my words were taken from me, just like the churches silenced the little women, i was never allowed to repeat, what has forsaken me. I am not lost, or depressed, i am just not who i used to be, and that isnt alright with me but i can not change the past. I can not become her. prideful, powerful, strong, and had every sense of home. Now i wonder the streets like a lost pug with tears flowing for the thought of a persons voice. I hear them everywhere but i never see them until i know a voice before a face, and its like magic, i see the picture of them where, how, alone or not ,safe or not. Sage, the name is not a familiar of mines, but shes hurting, she lost but she wasnt always that way, she drank the pain until it bled into a point but i know that she is better now, hurling to the skin to spit out the poison, she cnat take it anymore, will the hunted, bart the brother, and a friend of a sandmine, the past cant be, so be kind AjC because those who werer not kind to you will bring you boutiful of blessing, ease the pain not with dirty water or nonremembrance for you were the first to help me see that

IM THE SH*T

SURPRISED.....yeah metoo.

[nyx-umbrakinesis]

Oh fuck firstly the start is divine, how we feel how comfortable and established with Alastor things are and whoosh suddenly Lucifer's all there and charming and oh then Al's jealously so fucking hot and hot Vox just takes complete advantage of the situation, literal shivers ad I imagine him resting against my back talking and flirting in such a delicious way 🥵🥵

Fuck and them fighting over us, it's so fucking good, oh my heart omfg hot af!

Lucifer trying to get there first and Alastor being a little shit is everything 😩💜and then Vox all possessive and fucking dominant just fucking owning us with a kiss, how fucking dare you already destroy my underwear 😩😩💜

And his cocky fucking line 🫠

Luci being all soft making me yearn for him and Alastor taking every opportunity to use his shadows to whisk us away and be his 😩😩😩

Of fuck, I literally fucking soasmed when Vox grabbed us back and pushed himself against us omfg so fucking hot 🥵🥵🥵

Oh fuck yeah Vox with the best suggestions ever!

Luci taking the initiative fuckkkkkk

And then Vox already watching stroking himself, fuck RIP my panties x2 😩😩😩😩💜💜

And then oh Luci's simmering jealousy and quick magic getting rid of the clothes and teasing up sliding his cock through our folds, fuck woman I'm going to open the tap and lay under it cuz fuck my mouth and throat are so fucking thirst all of a sudden.

Oh than you hit us with the Love deceleration fuckkkk 🫠🫠🫠 my heart was Not ready 😭😭😭💜

And the way he goes slow, attuned to our body and you can fucking feel his affection nghhhhh.

Oh fuck and then hitting us with the praise kink fuckkkk 'perfect' 😭😭😭🫦🫦 I need that man to call me perfect fuck I'd sell my soul!

The Vox cheeky and fucking possessive as ever making sure we don't forget him! Fuck making me look at him while Luci is embedded deep inside me dhslahfjeoakdje 🥵🥵🥵halp

The battle of wills they despite the intensity! So fucking palpable

And then oh shit yeah his cock needing us so badly he can't resist making us suck him while me get filled by another fuckkkk.

And then the fact they've taken us together before, fuck me yes please omfg 😭😭😭

And Lucifer despite his protests enjoying seeing us taken while he fucks us just as much as Vox...

Oh shit in comes Alastor making sure he's not left our, fuck I need his dick in my hand 😩😩 three at one fuck yes every fucking day I would take those men! Fuck you write it so good too my brain is breaking 😭😭

Oh fuck Vox getting even hornier because of Al finally joining you, fuck his little crush is such a turn on he gets harder because the radio demon wants us to touch him and has his cock out nfMldhnrkajsbfkshvdjrhs 😩😩🥵🥵🥵😩😩😩🤤🤤🤤💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

It was right here I had to take a fucking break because my brain short circuited! 😭😭😭 I literally couldn't read the words and understand them...

Oh fuck the scream oh fuck fuck you and making Vox so fucking sexy 😭😭😭

And Lucifer Just focusing on our please omfg that man I would die for 😩😩😩

Lucifer cumming so much it fucking floods out of us fuckinfbakhdjajd 💀💀💀

And then he doesn't mind sharing us for round two fuck you can tell he fucking wants to feel Alastor so fucking badly inside us and fuck that does things to me 😫😭💀💀💜🫦🫦🥵🥵🥵🫠🫠🫠🤤🤤🤤

Fuck then he shows off wanting them to see how much we like his dick in us how well he fills us hkdjJdjejjs how much we love it, there's no words, I literally can't 😭😭😭

His fucking pride and joy 😩😩

And them getting us to beg for them in his command because he's so fucking possessive, showing ownership that it's only by his leave in his mind that they even get a chance skkjfhakshnesh 😭😭😭 I'm fucking crying shaking screaming!!!

Oh shit and Alastor fucking cock blocking Lucifer you can feel his anger his possession he fucking wants us, needs us and will fucking but if somone tries to stop him... Fuck my ovaries RIP they exploded 😭😭🥵🥵

And then he fucking demands we ask for him, beg for his cock, fuck Alastor oh fuck djaljdrhaohdbsjsjns

And they're so fucking big together Vox is nearly forced back out fuccckskbsnsndn and the fucking hard competing in our body like fuck me dumb sirs oh fuck I'm dead in so fucking dead shdjekndjdmajdb 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀😭😭🥵🥵🥵

And then Luci even after cunning once can't help touching himself as he watches, fucking desiring us so badly he needs us again, and Vox using his electricity to one up Al and also stimulate him trying to make Alastor desire him again needing to do this more wanting this again you can fucking feel the ulterior motive, he wants us but fuck would he give it all up to share with Alastor in a heartbeat 😩😩😩😩

Vox just claiming our orgasms as his alone and noone else's is fucking ughhh, fuck that Lucifer fucked one out of us, it was Vox's 🫠🫠🫦🫦🫦

And then Luci needing us so bad, pleading for our mouth so sweetly fucking hell someone just send me to those men rn istg I need nothing else in life 😭😭😭😭

And oh fuck the squirting omfg, Alastor getting drenched and claimed by it in turn I bet he felt so fucking smug because it was on him 😩😩😩😩🥵🥵🥵🥵😭 Fucking I don't need clothes on bottom half anymore it seems they've been destroyed because fuck me Vexi omfg

And the fucking sounds! Oh god oh shit oh fuck djskjdbd

And Lucifer being unable to wait any long, unable to keep being sweet, being so fucking desperate he takes what he needs instead fuckkkk my heart it stopped and then exploded and my ovaries transcended and tried to find a fucking was to transport themselves through to another dimension to fucking find them 😭😭😭 it fucking hurt I clenched so hard!

And Vox fucking zapping everyone forcing orgasms all around fuck rhsmsbrha I fucking need itttt i need it I need it I need it sjdbsmnsdbdnnsndndn

Oh fuck I can fucking feel the desire I stfg I'm dying rn I can't my brain has gone all fuzzy it broke again right her Vox asking us to show him the post and them all watching so fucking hungryyyy 😭😭

And then the pose I literally whines and said 'oh fuck' out loud fuck woman how the fuck did you know one of my biggest fucking kinks 😭😭😭😩😩😩I'm fucking shaking crying screaming fucking sobbing halppppp 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀🥵🥵🥵

Istfg woman I... I'm... Oh just fuck omfg sjmabdjwjbd I can't, I just fucking can't fucking bravo because fuckkkk... You own me, you fucking win, I am yours forever! 😭💀

Wait a min- *squints eyes* I remember you @nyx91 didn't you JUST ask for a threes♡me? Now you want to add another c♡ck into the mix? Oh my Lord. This is completely self-indulgent and I legit shut my brain off of everything I know of Hazbin Hotel in order to be able to write this, I have you know. Also, I didn't plan on writing the threes♡me and fours♡me request for kinktober, but these things happen (it's not because i saw the number four on today's date).

TAGS/WARNINGS: afab!reader, polyamory!reader, double penetrati♡n, p in v, anal s♡x, ♡ral s♡x, multiple ♡rgasm, d♡m/sub undertone, ♡verstimulation, sq♡irting, hand j♡b, jealousy, possessive, sub!reader, reader being an excessive people pleaser, reader becomes c♡ck drunk, electr♡stimulation, incredibly self indulgent, p♡rn without plot, pure p♡rn

The ballroom echoed with music as laughter bubbled between you and Alastor, your fingers entwined perfectly with his. His grin, usually sharp and full of mischief, softened as he dipped you low. The world spun around you, but all you could feel was his touch – his fingers gliding against yours, the electric connection that made your heart race. His movements were smooth, guiding you effortlessly as you twirled in his grasp, your body following the rhythm of the music.  

But as you let go to spin away, the air shifted, your body suddenly colliding with a solid, firm chest. Your breath caught, and as you looked up, Lucifer’s bright, pearly smile greeted you. His eyes, warm and playful, locked with yours, and his hand instinctively found the small of your back, pulling you closer. His other hand slid into yours with practised ease, guiding you into a waltz. The heat of his body was intoxicating, and his smooth voice, laced with amusement, made you smile.  

“Hello, fancy seeing you here,” you teased, your voice light with laughter.  

Lucifer’s brows waggled as he pulled you closer, the warmth of his body seeping through your clothes. “I couldn’t resist when I saw the opportunity to whisk you away,” he murmured, his lips dangerously close to your ear. His hand pressed you even tighter against him, your bodies moving as one to the music. His smile was gentle, but there was something more in the way he looked at you – something that made your pulse quicken.  

From the corner of your eye, you caught a flicker of movement. Alastor stood nearby, his grin faltering, and – was it a trick of a light? - his ears seemed to flatten against his head. His eyes, usually full of amusement, glared at Lucifer, jealousy burning in their depths.  

Before you could react, a familiar darkness slithered beneath your feet. Shadow tentacles erupted from the floor, wrapping around you and Lucifer, yanking you apart with startling force. You gasped, stumbling backward until you collided with another body – this one tall, broad, and radiating warmth.  

“Look who’s in my arms now,” a low, sultry voice purred in your ear. Strong arms coiled around your waist, pulling you against the unmistakable form of Vox. His hips pressed into the curve of your back as he swayed with you, his movements slow and deliberate, matching the distant hum of the music. The surrounding air crackled with tension.  

You craned your neck, catching a glimpse of his sharp, TV-shaped head. “Vox?” you whispered, confusion lacing your tone. It was rare to see all three of them together – these men who could barely stand the sight of one another – especially Alastor and Vox...and well, Alastor and Lucifer. 

Now that you thought about it, it was mainly Alastor who could barely stand the sight of Vox and Lucifer.  

Vox’s claws lightly traced your jawline, sending shivers down your spine, until they rested beneath your chin, lifting your gaze to meet his. His dark smirk deepened as his eyes gleamed with mischief. “There’s something important I wanted to tell you,” he said, his voice dripping with desire. He glanced up, his smirk growing even darker, before returning his full attention to you. “First.” 

Your mind raced, struggling to keep up with the sudden shift in atmosphere. This was meant to be simple – you were merely their escort, a companion to these powerful men. Perhaps, even alover, if the moment called for it.  

Vox had been the quickest to take you to bed, his hunger for you insatiable.  

Lucifer had taken more time, slowly warming up to you until he, too, sought you out in the dead of night.  

Alastor, however, preferred your company in quieter moments – cuddled together after his radio broadcasts, your presence a balm to his otherwise chaotic existence.  

But now, everything felt charged, as if the air between the three men crackled with something more.  

“Oh, no,” Lucifer’s voice boomed, dragging your attention back to him. His wings unfurled in a flourish of crimson feathers, his eyes glowing a fierce red. He stalked toward you, determination written on his face. “I - well, sweetie, I wanted to ask if you could – mmph!” 

A shadowy tendril whipped up from the floor, covering Lucifer’s mouth before he could finish, and with a crackle of static, Alastor materialized beside you, his smile back in full force. His red eyes gleamed, locking onto yours as he stepped closer, his presence dominating the surrounding space.  

“Careful, darling,” Alastor whispered, his voice low and dangerous, his lips brushing the shell of your ear.  He pulled back, his eyes flicked up above you, glaring at Vox. “I wouldn’t want anyone else to steal the spotlight.” 

Alastor’s voice was a low, velvet command. “Be mine.” his hand, cool and possessive, rested against your neck, fingers brushing over your pulse as he felt the frantic rhythm of your heartbeat beneath his touch. 

His eyes gleamed with something darker, something undeniable, as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just above yours. The warmth of his breath sent a shiver through your spine, your entire body teetering on the edge of surrender. 

“Ma chere,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble, full of promises. His lips dipped lower, so close to you that you could feel the tension ready to snap between you both. But just before he could capture your lips with his own, you felt a sudden, sharp tug – a force pulling you backward.  

Vox spun you effortlessly to face him, his grin wide and filled with mischief. Before you could react, his lips were on yours, insistent and demanding. His tongue darted forward, coaxing yours to open, searching for that familiar, intimate connection.  

The kiss was deep, fiery, and his electric touch sent shivers racing down your spine as little shocks pulsed through your nerves. You moaned into the kiss, your body yielding to him, instinctively parting your lips to let him in. The sensation of his tongue against yours was intoxicating, making your head swim with heady desire.  

When he finally pulled back, his eyes sparkled with satisfaction as he looked over at the other two men. “Well, it’s clear who’s the favourite here,” Vox purred, his voice dripping with confidence as his hand trailed down your spine. His fingers slipped beneath your dress, skimming over the sensitive skin of your thigh, sending another thrill through your body. He leaned in, his lips hot against your ear as he whispered, “Right, doll?” 

His grin widened as he watched your reaction, his touch igniting a fire beneath your skin. His eyes sparkled with genuine affection, even amidst the possessiveness. You couldn’t deny the allure of Vox, the way his presence consumed you, made your heart race with excitement and pure, unadulterated desire.  

But before you could respond, Lucifer’s smooth voice cut through the tension. “Please,” he drawled, stepping forward with that signature regal grace. “My sweetie would obviously choose me.” His arms extended, a silent invitation for the embrace he always sought after a particularly hard day. His soft, gentle smile tugged at your heartstrings – there was something so comforting in the way he looked at you, like you were the only thing that mattered in the world.  

Yet before you could decide, darkness engulfed you, your vision swallowed by shadows. When you blinked, you found yourself wrapped tightly in Alastor’s arms, his chest pressed firmly against your back. His grip on your waist was possessive, almost desperate, as if he feared letting go. “Why don’t we let those two pathetic men bicker,” he whispered, his voice a dark tantalizing promise, “while we slip away to my room, darling?”  

His lips brushed against your forehead, the gesture both tender and possessive. You felt his body press even tighter against yours, as if he was trying to meld himself to you, his sigh warm against your skin. You tried to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions swirling around you, your voice muffled against his chest. “Wh-what’s going on?” 

Before you could even process it, a sudden jolt hit Alastor, and he released you. You barely had a second to catch your breath before the familiar pull of black cords wrapped around your wrists, dragging you back to Vox. His dark eyes glittered with intensity as he caught you, pulling you flush against him. One of your legs lifted instinctively as he pressed the front of his hip firmly against your core, grinding slowly, sending a heated pulse through you.  

“My baby doll will always choose me,” Vox declared, his voice low and dangerous. His lips hovered just above yours, his breath hot against your skin. “Right, doll?” His face was so close you could feel the heat radiating off him, his eyes boring into yours. “I’ll make you the happiest gal in all of Hell.” 

Your cheeks burned as his hips pressed harder against you, his growing arousal evident through his pants. You couldn’t help the flush that crept up your neck, biting your lips as your mind raced. “Right here, Vox?” you talked quietly, your voice shaking with a mix of embarrassment and desire. “We...you had me this morning...” 

Lucifer, who had been watching with wide eyes, let out a scandalized wheeze. “This morning?!” His face twisted in disbelief before he strode toward you, his hand gentle as it rested on your arm. His expression softened, and that familiar warmth returned to his smile. “Sweetie,” he said softly, “you clearly need to be with me.” His voice dropped to a tender whisper. “I’ll be gentle with you...or rough, however way you like it.” 

You felt your heart stutter at the sincerity of his words, the promise of care in every syllable. 

Then, from behind you, Alastor chimed in, his voice as smooth as ever. “It’s obvious what needs to happen here.” 

“Agreed,” Vox cut in unexpectedly, making both Lucifer and Alastor raise a brow in shock. Vox never agreed with Alastor on anything.  

Vox’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “Whoever gives her the best...dick will have her. Forever.” 

Heat flooded your face, your mind struggling to catch up with the sudden declaration. “What?” you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. Your heart raced as you tried to process everything, the weight of their gazes pressing on you from all sides. Each of the men offered something different – a thrill, a comfort, a wild tenderness.  

You couldn’t deny the way Vox’s daring passion stirred your blood, the way Lucifer’s gentle touch filled you with warmth, or the intoxicating allure of Alastor’s possessive desire. But now, it seemed, the choice wasn’t yours to make...or was it? 

Alastor’s scoff cut through the air, his ears flattening in irritation as he threw an incredulous look at Vox. “Eugh, must you always bring your coc-”  

“That’s a great idea!” Lucifer interjected, his voice smooth and commanding, cutting off Alastor’s complaint. With a snap of his fingers, a luxurious bed materialized in the middle of the room, its satin sheets shimmering under the low light. Without hesitation, he took your hand, his touch warm and inviting as he gently led you to the bed. You barely had a moment to process before he ushered you to sit, a devilish smile playing on his lips.  

“Ahem,” Lucifer straightened, brushing off his coat with an air of grandeur before climbing onto the bed, his movements deliberate, as though savouring the moment. He knelt beside you, his forehead pressing gently against yours. His closeness, the weight of his gaze, warmed your soul.  

“I’m not sure if this would be a good-” you began, but Lucifer hushed you with a soft, chaste kiss. His lips were warm and inviting, and for a moment, the world around you faded with nothingness.  

“Sweetie, you’re thinking too hard,” he whispered, his voice like silk against your skin, his forked tongue slipping out to tease your bottom lip as he grinned. “Let me make you feel good.” His words sent a shiver of delight through you, and as he eased you back onto the bed, your body melted beneath his. His hands were gentle, gliding along the curve of your body, his touch like a whisper on your skin.  

His fingers brushed along the outer edge of your thigh, sending sparks of anticipation through you before he hooked his fingers into your panties, slowly dragging them down with deliberate precision. The cool air met your heated skin, and your breath hitched as you realized the intensity of the moment.  

Your mind spun – thoughts about what this meant, about whether loving all three of them made you fickle or loose – but as Lucifer’s lips captured yours again, those thoughts dissolved, leaving only the warmth of his body against yours and the way his touch set you ablaze. His kiss deepened, his tongue sliding sensually against yours, and you surrendered to the moment. You were his focus, his pleasure becoming your own.  

His fingers teased at your entrances, grazing your slick folds in a way that made your breath hitch and your body tremble. The heat between you two intensified, your heart racing as he dipped just the tip of his finger inside, teasing you with a promise of more.  

“Luci,” you gasped, grinding against his hand, seeking more of that delicious friction.  

A sudden dip in the bed beside you made you glance over, and your breath caught in your throat. Vox sat next to you, his cock already in hand, stroking himself lazily as he watched you with a grin. His eyes flickered between you and Lucifer, amusement dancing in his gaze. “What?” Vox purred, his tone light but filled with hunger. “I’m not interrupting, I’m just enjoying the show.” 

Lucifer’s brow furrowed; his annoyance clear as he glared at Vox. With a snap of his fingers, your clothes vanished instantly, along with his. The sudden sensation of his bare skin against yours made your pulse quicken, the heat of his body pressing into you. His cock, hard and insistent, slid against your folds, teasing you, the head brushing against your most sensitive spot.  

For a moment, Lucifer’s irritation with Vox faded, his attention solely on you. His smile softened, his fingers tracing the curve of your cheek with a tenderness that your heart skip a beat. “I love you, my sweetest sugar,” he whispered, his voice drenched with affection as he positioned himself between your legs, the head of his cock pressing at your entrance.  

You gasped as he began to push inside, his thick length stretching you inch by inch. The slow, purposeful way he entered you sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, your muscles quivering as he filled you completely. His eyes remained locked on yours, his pale face flushing with the heat of the moment as he began to roll his hips, thrusting into your wet, eager hole.  

Each movement was slow, savouring the feel of your wrapped tightly around him, the way your body responded to his. The pleasure built with every thrust, your back arching beneath him as he whispered your name like a reverent prayer. His lips pressed against your neck, his breath hot and ragged as he continued his steady, maddening pace. His hips perfectly grinded deeper with every tantalizing roll. 

“You’re perfect,” he breathed, his voice strained as his desire for you became more overwhelming, his thrusts growing more intense, driving you higher and higher.  

Just as you were lost in the rhythm of his body moving against yours, you felt a familiar presence at your side. Vox leaned in, his hand sliding possessively down your neck, his cock still hard and aching as he watched the way you reacted to Lucifer. “Don’t forget about me, doll,” Vox murmured, his voice low and teasing as his fingers pressed against your cheeks to turn your face towards him.  

Lucifer growled, but his pace never faltered. You were caught between them – between the softness of Lucifer’s touch and the raw, unapologetic desire in Vox’s eyes – each man determined to claim you in his own way.  

Vox’s sharp claws gripped your chin, and before you could register the moment, the familiar blue tip of his cock pressed against your lips. “Come on, doll,” he murmured, his voice dripping with desire, “show me how much you love me.” Slowly, he pushed the hot, throbbing head of his cock between your parted lips, filling your mouth inch by inch until you had fully accommodated him.  

A soft hum of satisfaction rumbled from him as the musky, salty taste filled your senses, your lips sealed tightly around his girth. The wet slurping sounds of you sucking him mingled with the low moans escaping your throat, the vibrating making Vox grunt in approval.  

Meanwhile, Lucifer continued thrusting into your drenched pussy, his cock gliding effortlessly through your slick folds, driving deeper with every roll of his hips.  

“A-are you serious?” Lucifer moaned, his voice strained with pleasure as your walls fluttered around him, tightening and gripping his cock like a vice. “Ugh, I said – hah –” he struggled to speak, his rhythm faltering as you clenched him tightly once more. “It was my turn first,” he groaned, clearly losing the battle for control over his own arousal.  

“Your highness,” Vox taunted, sarcasm dripping from his voice as he addressed Lucifer, “we’ve done this before, and we both know you enjoy it every time.” His grin widened, predatory and teasing, as he pressed his balls to your face, forcing you to take him deeper. His cock throbbed against your tongue, and the heady sensation of him filling your mouth, paired with Lucifer’s relentless thrusts, sent your mind spiralling into a haze of pleasure.  

Despite his grumbling, you could sense Lucifer was getting even more excited from the sight of you with Vox’s cock between your lips. His thrusts became more erratic, his hips losing their usual smooth rhythm as he fixated on your stretched lips, the way they worked over Vox’s length, slick with saliva. The wet, obscene sounds of your mouth sucking and slurping on Vox echoed through the room, blending with the slap of skin as Lucifer pounded your pussy.  

“Oh, fuck,” Lucifer whispered under his breath, his hips snapping forward with increasing intensity, the wet sound of skin on skin growing louder, more frantic.  

As if in sync, Vox began to increase his pace, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth with brutal force, the lewd gagging sounds and the smothering wetness of your saliva coating him only driving him on. Your throat strained to accommodate him as you desperately tried to keep up with both men, your body trembling with overstimulation.  

And then, a hand wrapped around your wrist, guiding it to another heat. Alastor. You felt the molten hardness of his cock as he pressed it into your palm, hot and throbbing beneath your fingers.  

“Oh, come on,” Lucifer panted, his breath ragged as he continued to fuck you mercilessly, his voice laced with amusement and desire. Your moans of pleasure, muffled by Vox’s cock filling your mouth, spilled out in whimpers.  

“Al, you’re joining too?” Vox’s voice held a teasing edge, but you could feel his cock growing harder, pulsing against your tongue as if responding to the competition. His tip discharged tiny currents of electricity, sending tingles of pleasure running down your spine, crackling through your body and sizzling deep in your core.  

Alastor’s warm hand guided yours, curling your fingers around his cock, encouraging you to stroke him. You felt the soft slide of his foreskin moving beneath your touch, slick with pre-cum. “Shut up,” Alastor moaned softly, his voice breaking with need as he rocked his hips in time with the motion of your hand. “Hah, darling,” he breathed, his tone soft but filled with hunger.  

It was too much – too overwhelming. Lucifer’s cock pushed relentlessly against your cervix with every powerful thrust, the intensity of his movements making your body quake. Vox showed no mercy, his cock taking up every inch of your mouth, the sensation of his thick, electric heat leaving you breathless. And now Alastor, his silken shaft throbbing in your grip, the slick feel of him adding another layer of intoxicating pleasure.  

The room filled with the sound of your shared ecstasy, the wet slap of skin against skin mingling with your muffled whimpers and the slick, messy sounds of Vox’s cock thrusting into your mouth. When Lucifer canted his hips just right, hitting the sweet, spongy spot deep within you, your back arched, and your body convulsed with pleasure. You screamed in pleasure, the sound garbled around Vox’s cock as it rubbed against your tongue, filling your throat with every thrust.  

“Oh, doll,” Vox groaned, his voice a low rumbling purr. I love the way you scream.” His words sent a shiver of pleasure through you, and you knew you were completely at their mercy.  

Lucifer moaned, his hips grinding rhythmically as his pubic bone rubbed against your swollen clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your trembling body. “Oh, sweetie, you’re close, aren’t you?” His voice was husky, strained, as he continued to pound into you, the wet sounds of his thrusts echoing with each deep stroke. You were so close, the mounting pressure inside building to a fever pitch, every nerve alights as his words seemed to pulse through you.  

Your fingers instinctively squeezed around Alastor’s hardened cock, feeling the thick, pulsing heat in your palm. He let out a sharp, appreciative hiss, his eyes narrowing in lust as you stroked him, the veins along his shaft pulsing with your touch.  

Lucifer quickened his pace, his breath ragged as his cock pistoned into you. One, two, three more strokes, and your body jolted, a wave of white-hot pleasure crashing over you. Your legs fell apart wider, trembling as they struggled to accommodate Lucifer’s deep, powerful thrusts. The orgasm ripped through you, and you cried out, your walls fluttering and clenching around him, pulling him in deeper as if trying to milk every last ounce of pleasure from him.  

Your cries were all it took. Lucifer groaned deeply, the sound guttural and primal as he bucked against you, his cock throbbing violently before he spilled his seed inside you. You could feel the hot rush of it, coating your walls as he gave one final, shaky thrust, his body trembling with the aftershocks. Slowly, he began to soften inside you, his pace slowing to a languid rhythm as you both came down from the high.  

But there was no rest, no reprieve. While Lucifer sagged against you, huffing with satisfaction, Vox and Alastor were far from finished. They hadn’t let up, still chasing the peak of their own desire. As Lucifer pulled away, a rush of his seed spilled out of you, dripping hot and slick down your folds. You shuddered at the sensation, but your mind was already consumed by the aching need of the two still-hard cocks that hovered, waiting for your attention.  

Before you could fully catch your breath, strong arms lifted you. In a dizzying moment, your body was repositioned, straddling Vox’s lap, your sweat-drenched back pressing flush against his solid chest. The heat from his body radiated into yours, mingling with the sticky sheen of exertion that clung to your skin. His cock, still slick with your saliva, nudged against your ass, sending a pulse of arousal shooting through your nerves.  

“I don’t mind sharing for the second round,” Vox purred. His lips brushing the shell of your ear. His voice was dark and teasing, dripping with lust. “And I don’t think my doll minds either.” He groaned as he pressed forward, his cock sliding smoothly into your ass, inch by inch, stretching you open.  

You gasped, your body trembling as he filled you. “Ah!” The cry escaped your lips as his thick length pushed deeper, nudging against the oversensitive walls of your body. Each slow thrust sent Lucifer’s seed spilling from your cunt, dripping down in messy, slick rivulets. Your breath came in ragged pants as Vox continued to sink into you, his cock stretching you inch by agonizing inch until he was seated fully inside you, his hips flush against yours.  

“That’s right, doll. Show them how well you take me,” Vox murmured in your ear, his voice rough with desire. His hands gripped your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he spread you wider, your dripping cunt on full display for the others. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as the overwhelming fullness sent shudders through your body, but it was the pleasure that clouded your mind, the pleasure that made your head spin. 

“Tell them,” Vox growled, his lips brushing against your ear, “beg them for their cock. Be my good little doll.” His hips thrust upward sharply, driving himself even deeper, and you couldn’t help the whimper that escaped you.  

Your eyes bleary with tears, your mind a haze of raw need and pleasure as you looked at Lucifer, who was already starting to harden again, and Alastor, whose cock bobbed eagerly, the tip angry and flushed with desire. “P-please,” you whimpered, your voice shaky, “f-fill me up.” 

Vox’s grin widened behind you, the words he’d taught you slipping so easily from your lips now, shameless and dripping with lust. All thoughts of modesty had long since melted away, replaced by the overwhelming need to be filled, to be used.  

Lucifer made a move toward you, but Alastor was faster, stepping forward with a growl. “You already had your turn with her,” Alastor snapped, his hands trembling as his eyes fixed on your wet, open cunt before meeting yours. His gaze burned into you, hungry and possessive. “Say that you want me,” Alastor demanded, his cock nudging insistently against your soaked entrance. “Say it,” he growled, teasing you with just the fat, bulbous tip.  

Mewling, you felt your ass clench around Vox’s cock as your cunt fluttered, the slick, sticky remnants of Lucifer’s cum dripping out more. “I want you,” you whimpered, voice breathless with need. “Please.” 

The moment the words left your lips, Alastor surged forward, plunging into you with a single, powerful stroke. The lubrication from Lucifer’s seed made it effortless, his cock gliding inside until he was buried to the hilt, stretching you impossibly full.  

“AHHHHH!” you cried out, the sensation of two cocks filing you sending a jolt of ecstasy through your body. Both men throbbed inside you, pulsing with need as your body struggled to accommodate the overwhelming fullness.  

“Ah, fuck, Al, you’re pushing me out,” Vox grunted, his voice tight as he slammed his cock deep inside your ass, struggling to keep his place inside you.  

Alastor’s grin only tightened, his eyes dark and lustful as his breath quickened. His cock throbbed inside you, your body squeezing him just as tightly. But Alastor growled low in his throat, pulling his hips back before slamming forward again, the force of it knocking the breath from your lungs as pleasure overwhelmed you, drowning out everything else.  

You felt Vox’s claws dig into your soft thighs, the sharp sting of them only heightening the dizzying pleasure coursing through you. It was as if they had started competing, pushing each other to go harder, faster, their thrusts becoming relentless. The pace quickened, their cocks driving into you with desperate intensity, each seeking to outdo the other. Your voice came out in short, breathless gasps, your body trembling as your fingers dug into Alastor’s shoulders, clinging to him as pleasure tore through you in waves.  

Behind Alastor, your hazy vision locked onto Lucifer, his hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he stroked himself with maddening speed. Clear pre-cum leaked from his tip, dripping onto the floor as he moaned, his gaze fixed on the sinful scene unfolding before him. The sight of him, so desperate, only fuelled the fire burning inside you, pushing you closer to the edge.  

Words failed you, thoughts vanished, and all that remained was the mind-shattering pleasure that continued to build and build. Every nerve in your body was on fire, the coil in your core tightening once more, ready to snap again even though you thought you already spent it. But then, a sharp electric shock buzzed through your ass, sending a jolt of electricity straight to your core. You cried out, your head falling back as both you and Alastor moaned in unison, his cock still plunging into you mercilessly, even as his head tilted back in bliss.  

“You like that?” Vox huffed behind you, his voice strained with effort as he sent another shock through you, this time arcing into Alastor as well. The jolt made your muscles clench involuntarily around them both. Alastor’s eyes flickered from black slits to radio dials as he glared at Vox, his expression a mix of anger and lust. You could tell there was more history between them than they were letting on.  

“Fuck, are you gonna come for me again?” Vox growled, his voice vibrating against your back.  

“Sweetie,” Lucifer whimpered, his voice trembling as he stood beside you. His cock was fully hard again, untouched, pulsing in the air as he stared down at you, desperation etched into every line of his face. “Please,” he moaned, his voice hoarse with need. He gripped his cock, pumping himself faster, his tip dripping with arousal, barely grazing your lips as he thrust his hips forward. “I need to feel you.” 

But before you could even open your mouth, Alastor’s hips ground against your sensitive clit, his cock hitting deep inside you, while the relentless shocks from Vox pulsed through your core.  

It was too much. The pleasure was unbearable, snapping your fragile control. The orgasm that tore through you was unlike anything you had ever felt – sharp, electrifying, and unstoppable.  

Your body shook, muscles clenching and spasming as Vox kept thrusting, sending even more waves of electric stimulation through your nerves. It was like a persistent assault, the sharp tingling vibration zeroing in on your clit, making you cry out uncontrollably.  

Your head fell back, mouth open wide as you screamed, the sound hoarse and raw as Alastor’s cock pushed hard against your sweet spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Unexpectedly, your release came in a shameful, uncontrollable gush, spraying out of you, drenching Alastor’s chest and thighs in a hot, wet flood.  

“Oh, fuck,” Vox and Lucifer moaned simultaneously, their voice thick with lust, but it was Alastor whose breath hitched, his body going still for a moment before he picked up his pace again, the slick sounds of his cock driving into your soaked folds echoing in the room. 

He didn’t even give you time to come down from your high, his pace ruthless as he continued pounding into you, sending your body into overdrive.  

Without warning, Lucifer’s hands grabbed your head, forcing your mouth open as he shoved his thick cock past your lips. His head fell back, a deep growl escaping him as you tasted the remnants of his earlier release, mixed with your own fluids. The only sounds you could make were the desperate, whimpering noises of a woman broken by pleasure, no coherent thoughts left as your body was taken over and over again, each wave of sensation crashing into the next.  

Alastor’s head bowed, his breath coming in quick, ragged gasps as you felt his cock twitching inside you, the telltale sign that he was close. Vox’s hips stuttered behind you, his thrusts faltering as his own climax loomed closer. Your body was slick with sweat and cum, drenched in the aftermath of your own release, as Lucifer frantically thrust into your mouth, his cock pulsing as he chased his own pleasure.  

“One more, Al,” Vox grunted, and before you could even comprehend what was happening, a massive wave of electric current surged through you, every nerve in your body lighting up like fire. The shock coursed through Alastor too, making his mouth fall open, stitches stretching as his eyes flashed to radio dials then back to his black pupils dilating in a mix of agony and ecstasy.  

Lucifer’s body jerked, his hips bucking wildly as the shock ran down his cock, his growl turning into a desperate, feral cry. “Fuck!” he yelped, his head falling back as he gave into the overwhelming pleasure that rippled through all three of you, the room filled with the sounds of frenzied moans and pounding hearts.  

Alastor’s deep moan reverberated through the room as your body convulsed with another powerful orgasm. Your clit throbbing between waves of pleasure that were almost too much to bear. The sensitivity made it feel like your nerve endings were on fire, teetering between pain and numbness, yet you craved more. The hot gush of Alastor’s release filled you, his cock twitching as his pumped deep into you, while Vox’s own load followed.  

The sensation of both of them emptying inside you made you feel full all at once. You could feel the hot liquid pooling within, their cocks pulsing in sync with your fluttering walls, your body still desperate, still greedy for every last drop they could give.  

Your own arousal, slick and plentiful, mixed with their seed, spilling from your overworked pussy. Each clench of your muscles sent a fresh wave of their cum sliding out, the heat of it a constant reminder of how thoroughly they had claimed you.  

Lucifer wasn’t far behind, his gruff moan signalling his climax as his bitter, salty release flooded your mouth. You struggled to swallow it all, the thick liquid coating your throat, some slipping past your lips to dribble down your chin and neck, mingling with your sweat and saliva. His hand gripped the back of your head, pulling you closer as he sought to empty himself fully, the taste lingering long after he withdrew.  

As the three men pulled away from you, their weight lifting, you were left trembling on your side, your body a ruin of pleasure and exhaustion. Every hole felt full, their hot cum slowly trickling out of you, a reminder of how thoroughly you had been taken. Your legs were heavy, your mind fogged with lust, yet despite it all, you could feel the stirrings of another ache, another need building deep inside you.  

Vox, ever insatiable, was the first to move again. His large hands easily scooped you up, handling your limp form like a rag doll, his breath hot against your sweat-slicked skin as he murmured, “Come on, doll. Show me my favourite pose.” His voice was thick with desire, but there was a possessiveness in his tone that made your heart race.  

You glanced at the men, each of them watching you with their glowing red eyes, their expressions feral, animalistic, and ready to devour you all over again. Their cocks were still slick with semen, yet they stood at attention, already hard and dripping, hungry for more. Whatever argument had existed between them before was long forgotten, replaced with a singular focus – to ravish you until there was nothing left but the trembling mess of your body beneath them.  

The pose Vox requested was humiliating, but he loved it. He always did. Despite having shared you with Lucifer and Alastor, Vox revelled in seeing you utterly exposed, your body open and ready for whatever came next.  

Swallowing your embarrassment, you slowly shifted onto your back, your legs lifting into the air, spreading wide as you obeyed his unspoken command. Your fingers found your slick entrance, and with a breathy moan, you stretched yourself open, displaying yours throbbing, pulsing core for them.  

You could feel the warm, sticky mess of their cum inside you, the mingling of all the releases threatening to spill out with every twitch of your muscles. Your cunt and asshole, sore and overstimulated, were nothing but a sticky, white-coated mess, glistening in the dim light.  

“Please...” your voice cracked, desperate and needy. “Please, give me more.” 

The words tumbled from your lips, your face flushed with the heat of arousal, tears streaking down your cheeks, your body trembling under the weight of their gaze. Cum dripped from your mouth and chin, your voice thick with lust as you stretched your cunt wider, begging for them to fill you again. Your mind swirled with the knowledge that tonight would not be the last time you would have to entertain all of them at once.  

Now that they had tasted you, they would want more – and you knew you would give it to them.  

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Can i go back pleaseee...?!

[jusalle]

hey can I request an imagine where the reader is sick and neymar wants to take care of her but the reader doesn't because shes afraid of getting him sick too however neymar insists in taking care of her and at the end he gets sick too and then they end up being all day in bed watching movies cudling having hot baths etc both sick 💕💕💕❤️

♡ Neymar Imagine ♡

•sick days•

Right now you were sick, you had a stuffy nose and a slight cough. You were at your apartment basically hiding from Neymar.

Ney was your boyfriend. Ney always wanted to take care of you 24/7 but you knew he had important games and practices and he couldn't risk getting sick.

You were tired from being sick so you decided to take a quick nap.

You wake from somone entering your room which made you confused because you don't remember inviting anyone over.

You turn and see the one and only Neymar Da Silva Santos Júnior.

"Ney..what are you doing here?" You said quietly

"Y/n I've been calling and messaging you for the past 2 hours and I started to worry and you havnt even called me for the past 2 days" he said softly

"Sorry Ney my bad" you said

Then out of nowhere you coughed

Then you looked at Ney and he gave you the 'why didn't you tell me sooner' face.

"Amor, why didn't you tell me you were sick!" Ney said frantically

"Ney Amor, don't worry I'm fine the sickness will wear off in a couple days and you need to leave so you don't get sick" you said as you started pushing Ney out the room

Then he made a complete stop

"I am not leaving until your better plus I have a good immune system so I won't get sick Amor" he said firmly to get his point across.

You knew better not to argue with Neymar so you let him have his way with you.

"Fine Ney but if you get sick, it's completely on you" you said chuckling.

Ney told you to lay down in bed as he gets some cough medicine and he makes hot chocolate.

Once he comes back he hands the hot chocolate to you and he lays in bed with you as he puts on a movie.

After awhile both of you guys were tired so you guys end up falling asleep together.

••••

You woke up to the sound of somone coughing and a sound of a stuffy nose.

You already knew who it was

"Neymar Da Silva Santos Júnior what did I tell you yesterday" you grumbled to ney

He nervously laughs cause he knows he didn't listen to you

"And what happend to Mr 'oh i won't get sick I have a good immune system'. " you said looking at him

He just nervously looks at you and gives you a apologetic smile

"Atleast we get to be together eh?" He said grinning at you

You couldn't help but smile at his cuteness and shook your head as you laughed at ney

"Your lucky I love you Idiot or else I would've scolded you" you said gently to Ney as you wrap your hands around his torso

He gently kisses your forehead as you guys sit in silence

"Also it's your fault you got sick Ney!" You said

"Amorr you ruined a moment we were having come onnn" Ney said whining like a child

"Ney stop whining before I kick you out my apartment and be alone while your sick" you said glaring at Ney

Once you said that he completely just stopped whining and hugged your waist once again as he stares at you

" I don't understand Y/n even when your sick you still look cute or even adorable even" He said whispering into your ear

You smiled as he said that and you guys lay there just enjoying eachother company

After awhile you heard light snoring and you saw it was Ney that was already psssed out

"I love you Ney even on sick days" you said kissing his forehead before falling into the darkness top.

••••

Hello my lovelies! this was a short one but I hope it was good I thought it was a little cute one but send more Suggestions cause I be having fun writing these 🤭

[mimeen]

Hiii can i request of something fluff?? like you know that tiktok "but i want ice cream🥺" yeahh thatt something domestic where you pull him or waking him up at 3 am to get ice cream 👉🏻👈🏻 thanks & your boys of your choice love you!!

LATE NIGHT ICE CREAM

character ; Sano Manjiro[Mikey] , Ken Ryuguji[Draken] , Mitsuya Takashi , Hakkai Shiba , Baji Keisuke , Chifuyu Matsuno x reader

genre ; fluff

notes ; hi there , thank you for requesting~ , so should we set a day for our ice cream date on 3am~? anyways enjoy<3

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

• You and Mikey were watching movie but guess what , he fell asleep on your laps after 30minutes the movie playing.

• The clock on your phone shows it's 3:30 a.m. and you feel like want to eat an ice cream

" Mikey I feel like I want to eat ice cream now"

• You wake Mikey up but he's continue back to sleep while hugging your waist

"pleaseee?"

"aight then go grab my keys"

" hehe I love you"

• Mikey drive both of you to the main town cause mostly the store already close

• You'll mad at him cause he's driving while close his eyes

• It's end up as a late night date

𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐉𝐈

• You hear someone’s opening the door and it’s Draken who just finished his gang meeting

• He remove his shoes and kiss your forehead after he sees you coming from the living room

“hm why you didn’t sleep yet? It’s already late you should sleep”

“im waiting for you and um can I ask you a favour?”

“what is it?”

“i want ice cream.”

“but the stores already close , next time kay'?

• You tucked yourself to the bed after that while Draken went to take a shower

• Draken seems like he doesn’t care about it but the next morning you wake up , all the ice cream flavour in your fridge

• He buys all the flavour incase you want more.

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈

• You and Mitsuya just finished watching a horror movie together and it's already past the midnight

• Mitsuya went to check on his sisters incase they were awake because of the movie

" we should sleep to y/n it's already 3a.m."

"but i want to eat ice cream right now"

"uh Hakkai calling me maybe he need me right now i'll come back later"

"eh-"

• Mitsuya slam the front door while his sisters wake up because of the door.

• You tucked them back to sleep and three of you fall asleep together while Luna head on your thigh

• You wake up after hearing somone's open the door and it is Mitsuya who just coming back from Hakkai's house

• But actually he went to the store and buys some ice cream for you

"sorry y/n I just went off like that , I don't want to bring you with me cause I know you feel tired for taking care of my little sisters but here's an ice cream for you"

• Mitsuya kiss your forehead and both of you eat the ice cream silently so his sisters won't wake up , but don't worry Mitsuya also buys the ice cream for his sisters.

𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀

• Hakkai and you playing video games together and he realize that it's already 3a.m.

"let's go to sleep y/n it's already late"

"but I want ice cream"

"sure.. but wait i'll lend you my jacket so you won't catch some cold"

• Hakkai grab his jacket and give it to you

• Both of you walked to the store together while holding each other's hands

• Once you already got the ice cream , you can see that Hakkai's face seems so happy. Maybe because he full fill your wish and that's why he seems so happy

"you're the best boyfriend in the world you know"

• Hakkai face flushed red

"th-thanks"

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄

• You and Baji went out for skateboarding and it's already late so he decided to go back home

" let's go back to my house y/n it's already late"

" i want ice cream"

"seriously at this time? NO"

"okay then Keisuke let's go back home."

"I- you know what let's go buy it"

• Both of you went to the near store in that area and glad that they they have 24hours store and have ice cream there.

• After you and Baji got the ice cream , something caught his eyes off which is a car.

"should we?"

"why not?"

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎

• You and Chifuyu always went out to feed any stray cat you guys see whenever both of you feel bored

" should we get some ice cream Fuyu?"

"hm? sure if there's any stores that still open at this time"

• Both of you walked together to the store and feed any stray cat you see

• When you guys already got the ice cream you decided to eat it at the nearest playground there.

"should we go eat at the playground Fuyu?"

"hm? sure"

• Both of you have some fun but end up you need to share the ice cream with Chifuyu cause his ice cream fell off when you tried to push him on the swing

[lochrannn]

Fic Masterlist

These are all Lila/Diego. The majority are one shots but I have a few series and multy chapter fics. All these fics have been written before S3 and contain only minor speculation on what that might contain (if any).

There are 64 fics on my ao3, I’m not listing each individually, but go take a look if you’re interested. And like .. you know, come over and comment and kudos and so on. This is not a huge ship fandom, I am very starved for interaction XD

To His Mistress is a series of 17 one shots (so far), kicked off by two multi-chapter fics, that is basically speculation on how they might get back together after dealing with the sparrows and getting back to the original timeline where everything is normal and they can live their lives. And they do. Just loads of little romantic moment. (ratings range from G to E)

Multichapter fics:

White Horses: fake married while still being exes fic. They have to solve a commission case on a Caribbean cruise in the 90s. It’s also slow burn. It’s probably the fic I’m most proud of. (rated T)

Kiss me more: 5 times Diego and Lila kiss when they’re not actually together + 1 (rated M)

Plot Twist: (AU) Lila becomes alotment neighbours with the Hargreeves in a community garden and a Pride and Prejudice inspired romance blooms (pun intended). (rated T)

Till the USCIS do us part: (AU) Lila suggests to her flat mate / landlord, Diego, that he could marry her for money so she can stay in the country. The only complicating factor is that they’ve already slept together and then never really talked about it. Slow Burn, Fake Marriage again, the whole shabang (mostly rated M)

Sun, and Moon, and Stars Decay: (AU) Lila and the Hargreeves are competing space scavengers. They get thrown in to a shared adventure, only none of his siblings know that Diego had a thing with Lila and has totally fallen for her. (rated T with smutty bookend one shots that are hardly plot relevant)

I kept your dreams with me, babe (and I put them with my own): (AU) Christmas Fic; Lila finds someone to bring home to her judgmental mother that will get the biggest rise out of her. Fake dating; slow burn; childhood bed sharing. (rated T)

Series:

AU_gust 21: I wrote 29 fics for this challange (ratings vary)

Whumptober 21: I wrote three fics for whumptober (all rated T)

Stand alone one shots rated T or lower:

Don’t turn this into a spectacle: Lila finds out Diego wears glasses. (rated T)

My sweetest friend: Lila gets hurt and Diego takes care of her. (rated G)

Drenched: Another speculative reunion fic to the prompt “lets get you out of these wet clothes”. (rated T)

I just want somone to talk to and a little of that human touch: 5 times Lila pats Diego on the head and 1 time she needs a little bit of comfort. (rated G)

Stand alone one shots rated M:

Étendre: (AU) Lila is a balerina at the end of her career who finds herself wanting to get revenge on her mother/coach. So she finds a modern dance competition she wants to take part in and enlists a rival studio’s disgraced dancer.

We need a distraction: They haven’t seen each other since the barn but they both get captured by the Sparrows and now Lila is in excrutiating pain and Diego has an unconventional tactic of helping her

Smut (some of the plot descriptions might contain references to sex)

All the PWP (some of these might be already contained in other series)

When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know: Fighting the Sparrows, Diego and Lila get separated from the others and find a place to hide and change their appearance; contains shower sex. (rated E)

Super Massive Black Hole: Space AU sex (rated E)

Hold on: That night in Dallas (rated E)

Sweater Weather: Diego can’t resist Lila in her silly cardigen, well it is all she’s wearing. (rated M)

I’ll crawl home to her: Lila is horny and can’t resist Diego in a tux. (rated M)

Baby, keep loving me: Lila wants to try out getting choked.

Porn with some plot (some of these might be already contained in other series)

Hellhound on my trail: Diego is being a grump in the world and Lila gets turned on by it. (rated M)

Kiss with a fist: Lila has a bad day and Diego has an unconventional method of trying to make things better (rated M)

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

The Hot Springs

This can be read as part of Rest Your Weary Hands or as a stand alone fic.

Contains: Fluff, smut (oral sex M receiving, fingering, p in v) my tag list is totally messed up, for the most reliable updates on this series follow #rest your weary hands I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

2,816 words

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You are Ivar enjoy your first anniversary in one of the North's most beautiful locations.

"Are you ready to leave?" You nodded, "of course husband, I think our journey will be smooth, the carriage is already packed." Ivar put his hand on your lower back and walked you out of The Great Hall, wishing his brother a warm goodbye before kneeling by your twins who were with his mother.

"We'll be back in two weeks, don't give your grandmother any trouble. They babbled and your little girl reached up to pat his face "bi dada." He kissed her tiny nose then patted his son on his crop of hair, "bye you two."

You walked behind your husband and farewelled your children, your little boy reaching out as you walked away, "I'll be back soon little one, be nice to your uncles."

Ivar got into the covered wagon first, helping you up with a warm hand, "my lady." You smiled, "I can't wait to get there, I'm still can't believe you manage to get the best cabin." Ivar rested his head on your shoulder, "only the best for you."

After a day and a half of gentle travel, you arrived. Up a long, winding mountain path, you reached a clearing and went through a gate. The smell hit you first, of clean water and steam then there was the heat, it was pleasant and inviting.

Somone greeted you at the gate, "hello My Queen, My King. I'll take you to the cabin." As you entered the area you could see what all the fuss was about. Surrounded by trees were pools of various sized, some deep, some wide, some with lots of steam billowing off them, some with barely any.

There were cabins around the edge of the pools facing them but you were taken down a long path through the forest to a large cabin that was a quick walk away from its own personal group of hot springs.

"We marked the ones that are too hot to use but always check before getting in and get out right away if one starts to heat up. To use the tub in your room, you'll have to turn to wheel on the outside then the tap inside."

Ivar thanked the man and you went inside. The cabin was amazing, it was cosy, one room with a bed in the middle and a kitchen in the corner, there were furs over every surface except for a large tiles patch in the middle of the room, which held a huge tub. Off one side of the tub and going into the wall was a troff, it was dry right now but it was pretty obvious that it's where the hot spring water would come from.

The kitchen was stocked with simple ingredients, there wasn't enough for the two weeks you were staying but next to the cleaned fish, there was a little note stating what foods were available from the commercial kitchen, bosting that the cooks used a special hot spring.

"Oooo, I think I'm going to get the chicken soup from dinner." Ivar smiled, "whatever you want my love."

*******

You started the day in one of the wider springs, it was just cusping too hot to be comfortable but with the cold mountain air around you, it was lovely. The orders had been pretty clear, no one was to bother you without sending word first so no one would see either of you in a state of undress.

You were resting in Ivar's arms while you both looked at the grey blue sky above, "do you think it's going to rain tonight?" You shrugged, "not sure, I think we'll be warm regardless." He laughed softly, "you will be, if you stick your cold limbs on me I won't be."

You shoved his side gently with your elbow, "you love my cold limbs." He turned his head and kissed you, "yes, I do." You sat in the pool until your fingertips began to wrinkle, "I look liked a dried grape, shall we go for a walk?" Ivar nodded, "sure, the woods here are very peaceful."

Soon after, you were walking arm in arm with your husband, it was a slow walk with Ivar and his crutch but you didn't mind, there was plenty of time to stop and enjoy the scenery. "Is that what I think it is?" He was pointing to a far off tree, when you looked over, you saw what he was talking about.

"Two toads fucking? I think so, why did you feel the need to the point that out?" He laughed, "well, if the toads are doing it in front us of, we can do it in front of them." You shook your head, "we are staying in one of the best inns in the whole north and you want to fuck on the forest floor?" He smirked, "when I have a wife that looks like you? Any chance I get."

You shook your head, "can we at least find a clearing? There are pine needles everywhere." Ivar smirked again, "of course wife, I wouldn't want you to get anything in your hair."

After ten minutes of walking, you found a small clearing free of trees, likely taken for firewood, "here?" Ivar nodded and sat down, pulling you with him, "we can see the sky from here too, it's definitely going to rain tonight."

"Well then, we better get to it before be have to head back to the cabin for dinner." Ivar rolled on top of your, rubbing his face in your neck, "I'm glad you chose a dress today, pants would have made this a lot more work."

You tilted your head, "I'd offer you one too but I don't think you'd fit." You giggled and he bit your neck, "you're a brat." You laughed and hooked your leg over his, fliping you both over.

"Am not, you're just being stiff." He smiled and pushed himself up on his elbows, "you should do something about that." You peeled away the tie on his top and kissed his chest, "you being stiff or your prick being stiff?" He put his hand on the place where your neck met your shoulder and ran his thumb over the skin, "what do you think?"

You kissed down his skin until you got to the last eyelet on his top then pulled it off his body, kissing over his tattoos and down his chest. He moaned when you circled his nipple with your tongue, "each second you tease me will a a minute for you when were in bed." You bit his side, "oh, I'm shaking in my boots."

His hand found its way to your head, there was no pushing, it just rested there, loving, as you made your way down his skin. When you untied and pulled his pants down, his cock sprung free, hitting his stomach. You started with the softest of kisses, up down and back again, "y/n remember what I said about teasing."

"I'm not teasing Ivar, only you do that." He smiled but did his best to hide it, "well, get to it or you'll get it worse from me later." You moved your lips to the tip and after another light kiss, replied, "you say that like it's a bad thing."

Before he could respond, you flattened your tongue and licked a firm stripe up the same path before sucking the head into your mouth. Ivar's head felt against the ground as the salty taste of his pre-cum coated your tongue.

"Fuck, if I didn't love to hear you speak my cock would never be out of your mouth." He felt you giggle, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure up his body. You continued until he put gentle pressure on your cheek and you nodded as best you could while he was in your mouth.

Ivar was bucking his hips in earnest now and a few seconds later, you felt him cum down your throat. You pulled up his pants as kissed up his body, landing on his lips. "Did you enjoy that my love?" He rolled his eyes, "for someone so smart, you ask very silly questions sometimes."

He kissed you hard, his hands coming to cradle your face. Just as he was about to roll you over to return the favour, the rain started, "shit, we have to get back to the cabin before it really starts to come down."

What followed was a mad dash, or as mad as it could be, through the forest and back to the warmth of fire and furs. Just as you could see the cabin, you waved your arm at Ivar, "go inside, start the fire and turn the tap on, I'll get that bath going." He paused for a moment before listening, the growing cold beginning to hurt his legs.

It didn't take you long to get the water flowing, you could still see steam coming off the surface so the bath would still be warm. The fire had warmed some of the cabin when you got in, Ivar having already shed his wet clothes. "I guess I'll put dinner on, we can't really get the soup tonight."

You got out of your wet clothes and warmed up as Ivar heated the pots, coming up behind him to wrap your arms around his body. "I could get used to this." He chuckled, "really? Well, when we don't have a kingdom to run, I'll build you a cabin in the woods outside Kattegat, and then I'll cook for you whenever you want."

You lifted yourself up on your tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek, "I think that would be really nice." You helped Ivar with dinner and then sat down at the small table, legs touching.

"You did really well, we must teach Ubbe how to cook." Ivar smiled, "yes, he will have women lined up down the street when he's ready to wed if we do that." You shook your head, "he's only a baby, we have plenty of time to wait before he's ready to marry."

Ivar looped his leg with yours, "well Kelda should learn to fight just like you, no daughter of mine will spend her life defenceless." You took his hand in yours, "agreed."

"Do you ever worry that they won't be able to keep the same system going, that one day they will fight with their cousins and things will go back to the wat they were before?" He shook his head, "no, they already love each other, I can't see things ever going back to the way they were before."

You smiled, "yeah, you're right." With dinner finished, you settled into bed. Ivar pulled the furs over both of you and pulled you into his arms, "are you warm my love?" You nodded, "very much so." You turned over, laying your chest on his and kissed him.

"I guess I promised to pay you back for all your teasing today." The arrogance in his voice made you want to bite him, which you did. "Yes, you did."

He chuckled, "must you always bite me?" You kissed the spot where your teeth previously touched, "you love it."

He pulled himself out from under you and pressed a kiss to your neck, "yes I do." His lips stayed on your neck while his hand moved down your body and went under your nightgown, he cupped your mound, gently squeezing rhythmically, it was maddening.

"Are you going to be good for me?" You smiled softly up at him, "no." He smirked, "it's ok my sweet girl, you'll change your tune soon enough." His hand didn't change its movement, his lips staying on your neck.

You could understand what he was doing, he did it all the time, he wanted you to beg. You glared at him with insolence, "I won't beg that easy." He smiled against your skin, "I know, it makes when you do all the sweeter."

He shifted his weight and his free hand came to stroke your face, your eyes closing with the gentle touch. "I love you." You smiled softly, "I love you too." His nose rubbed yours as the hand between your legs became firmer, then his fingers were running through your slit.

"For someone who's going to refuse to beg, you're wet." You nibbled his ear, "it's not my fault you're so handsome." His thumb found your clit and you gasped, "you really don't need to be cruel, I wasn't that mean to you."

The laugh he let out was short and sharp, "that's not the point dearest, you are a brat and need to learn a lesson." He slid two thick fingers inside you, smiling as you whimpered. He hovered on his elbows over you, watching your face as his fingers moved with practised ease.

You held off for as long as you could, your nightgown was sticking to your skin. "Ivar, please." He chuckled, "not yet my love." You took a deep breath, trying to stay on the edge rather than fall over it. Ivar smiled at your effort, "see, it's not that hard to be good for me." you gritted your teeth, the urge to flip over and make him beg was growing.

"You're going so well from me, just a little longer." His voice was soft and spoken right into your ear. You nodded and he kissed you, slow and warm. Just a little longer was a lie, after a while, he started to pause and slow down so he wasn't in the mood for you to give him a reason to punish you.

"Ivar, you're being cruel." Another chuckled and then he was sliding another finger inside you, "let go sweet girl." He kissed you through it, smiling against your lips. He pulled away from you and sat up, watching your chest heave.

"I'm going to get up and get you some food and then we can keep going, ok?" You nodded, still trying to catch your breath. Ivar came back with some buttered bread for both you of.

"You're not cold?" He shook his head, "no love, it's nice and warm in here." Once the food was fished, you pulled your nightdress over your head and laid back down, Ivar shedding his clothes as fast as he could.

He climbed on top of you and you smiled, hooking your leg around his and flipping over so you were on top. You put your hands on his chest and settled over his pelvis, rubbing your core onto his hard cock, "you know this only ends one way wife." You shook your head, "yes, with me riding you until you can't think."

His hands found your hips as you lifted them, grabbed his cock and slid down. His head fell back against the pillow and his eyes fluttered, a groan pushing past his lips.You started moving slowly, Ivar's hands supporting you lovingly.

You rocked your hips back and forth, one of Ivar's hands left your hip to rub your clit, his eyes moving from your body to your face and back again. "Fucking hel, you are the most exquisite creature I've ever seen." You smiled and leaned down to kiss him, the hand on your hip moved to hold you against him.

You felt warmth starting to spread through your core, speeding up as you fell over the edge. Ivar grunted like an animal, bucking his hip into you as he followed you into bliss.

You collapsed against his chest, Ivar hands moving up and down your back. You lifted your head to look at his face, his lips were plump and red from being bitten and he had a sheen of sweat over his forehead.

"You good?" You nodded and climbed off him, getting a damp cloth to clean you both up. Ivar smiled and pulled you into his arms, "I love you." You settled into his chest, "I love you too. Shall we soak in the tub in a little while?

He nodded, "I'd like that."

******

The two weeks that followed were some of the most relaxed and carefree of your life, you enjoyed the hot springs and the forest between laying in bed and eating whatever the innkeeper brought.

"You ready to help home dearest?" You nodded, "I miss our little ones." He laughed, "me too, I'm really worried about what my brothers have taught them during our time away." You giggled and nuzzled into his arms, "they probably learnt to call you a horse ass." He shook his head and climbed into the carriage, helping you up with his arm strength alone.

You buried yourself into his side, "wake me up when we pass the mountains." He nodded, "of course, we have much to do when we get home. I love you."

You squeezed his hand as he placed it in yours, "I love you too."

Fin

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[storiesofsvu]

Brazen Qualities Ch 8

Warnings: language, politics, a foreshadowing of potential angst/drama, dirty talk/mentions of smut.

Heather was in the campaign office, working through a couple of things with Cynthia and another few workers when you knocked on the door jam. It was only the day after you’d returned from Iowa, but you knew you had to check up on things. You also felt Heather’s eyes drag up your frame, drinking your body in.

“Somone looks fancy.” She teased, her words soft enough the others in the room wouldn’t suspect anything.

“I had a meeting with a few Justice’s earlier, had to look my best.” You settled into an empty chair, “how’re things going? Anything I need to know?”

“Everything’s smooth.” Cynthia replied, “all the info you gave us last week was all we really needed. Now that Sharp as pulled out and said she’s openly supporting Heather, things are looking up.”

“Perfect.” You shot Heather a soft smile as the team began to sort through everything coming up. You had to admit, you were only paying half attention, the memory of Heather railing you against her desk in Iowa still burning fresh in your brain. You shot out a couple of ideas and replies over the next hour or so before Heather dismissed everyone. Once there were a smatterings of ‘good nights’ and the like (despite it barely being 5pm) and the door was officially shut, Heather turned her attention to you. You’d started to gather your things, everything work wise was done after all. Your breath hitched as she caged you in between her arms against her desk,

“Shame that I can’t fuck you over this desk…” she murmured, chuckling as your lips chased hers after the small kiss she gave you, “the rush…knowing someone could walk in any minute?” Her lips traced down the side of your neck, purposely nipping at your already bruised skin that you’d tucked under a scarf for the day, “but believe me…once I win..” her lips sucked at your skin again, “I’ll fucking destroy you over the desk in the Oval Office. You’ll like that won’t you kitten?”

You could barely whimper out a reply, clenching your thighs together as Heather kissed and bit at your skin, “fuck you so good you can barely move. Then prop you up on the desk and eat that delicious pussy until you’re screaming my name.” You let out a whine as Heather’s mouth detached from your skin, her brows furrowing as her eyes shot to her phone, letting out a huff, “I’ve got to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” With a soft kiss that you couldn’t help but pull Heather back in for a second, she was gone from the office.

You let out a heavy sigh, dropping into the chair behind you, trying your best to distract yourself from the images in your head. Fuck. This woman had you wrapped around her goddamn finger and you both loved and hated it at the same time. It sure didn’t help that she was so fucking talented with her mouth, you knew things were only just sexual, and that was more than okay with you, you didn’t have the time to indulge in anything else anyway.

The next hour or so consisted of you going over paperwork and the like in the campaign office. You’d been busy with your other meetings the last couple of days that you had more than a few documents to go through for the Dunbar campaign. As you finished up what you’d meant to do, you spent a bit tidying up the office, the stress of the days having left it messier than normal. In your cleaning, you accidentally knocked over a vase, cursing yourself at first at having even more to clean, before your fingers dug the small device out amongst the pieces of porcelain.

*

Heather was at home, working through a few things in her home office. Rob was supposed to be making sure the kids were indulging in their schoolwork now that dinner was done. She barely heard the doorbell ring, so entranced with work that it barely left her mind.

“Mr Dunbar…” you stuttered, suddenly ever so aware of the sitaution you were involved in.”Uh..is..Ms Dunbar here? I really need to talk to her.”

“Yeah just give me a minute.” He darted back down the hallway for a minute, returning quickly but not before the kids crossed through the entrance way.

“Wow, her hickey’s almost as bad as the one you came home with last week Becca!” He teased. She punched her brother in response, cheeks flushing the same amount your felt yours burning.

“Hey! Homework! Now!” Rob replied, ushering the kids away, “I’m so sorry..”

“It’s fine..” you  avoided his eyeline, brushing your hair over your neck in an attempt to cover the bruising on your skin. You’d completely forgotten you took off the scarf once the office was empty.

“Y/n.. what’s going on?” Heather’s voice broke your embarrassment as she stepped towards the doorway.

“You got a minute?”

“Yes of course.” She replied. Your eyes darted between her and her husband, trying to give her a knowing look.

“Uh..attorney client privilege? No offence.”

“Spousal privilege applies, you can say whatever you need.”

“Can we take a walk…please?” Your eyes silently begged Heather, thankful for an argument breaking out in the kitchen that distracted her husband. Heather cocked a brow, but grabbed her coat, following you down the steps to the sidewalk.

“You wanna tell me what this is about?”

“Aside from your kid just calling me out about the hickey on my neck?!” Heather laughed, falling in step beside you as you moved down the street.

“Oh please, as if you didn’t enjoy getting that.”

“I was in meetings all day…anyone could’ve seen it.”

“Well then we’ll be more careful.” She replied, “now…why are you here?” You sighed,

“I…may have accidentally smashed a vase in the office.”

“Okay?”

“I found a bug…”

“A what?”

“An electronic listening device. Somone’s been recording conversations in that office for God knows how long!”

“What did you do with it?”

“I left it there. If I destroyed it or moved it, whoever planted it would know that we knew they were listening in. We’ve got to continue on like we don’t know it’s there, we’ve got the leg up on them right now, but I am worried.”

“There’s no reason to be, we’ve been running a clean campaign. Besides, are you even sure it’s a bug? The only people who have been in that office alone are you, myself and Cynthia.”

“And Doug…”

“Shit.” She muttered. She had forgotten about that. It wasn’t very long, but it was more than enough time to drop a bug.

“We know he’s back working with Underwood, he was always sided with him, he only came to you so he could gain information that Underwood could use and thus would know he could trust him again.”

“You’re making something out of nothing. There’s nothing on there that would be useable.”

“Heather! Are you serious? That little conversation we had earlier today? Also, you said you were in the office the night you..coached me through things. You really think Underwood’s above using something like that to derail your chances of getting the nomination? With Jackie dropped out you’re his only competition, we’ve got to get in front of this before he realizes the juice he has…if he hasn’t already.”

“Hey.” Her voice softened as her hands grasped at your shoulders, steadying you and gaining your full attention, “it is my voice on that tape. I will take care of this. Now go home, drink some wine and relax. Don’t worry your pretty little head over this, okay? Stay focussed, we’ve got the caucus in Arizona coming up.”

“As your legal advisor, isn’t something like this exactly what you brought me on board to be worried about?”

“If Underwood tries to use this, he has to admit that he had the office bugged in the first place, looks bad on him.”

“All he has to do is publicly fire Doug, throw him under the bus and it’s water under the bridge.”

“Sweetheart…” Heather gave you a warning glare.

“Okay, okay. I’ll drop it for now.”

“Thank you.” Her hand softly moved your hair off your neck, wincing slightly at the purpling mark, “that is bad…sorry. No one’s called you on it?”

“My scarf collection’s been getting quite the workout. You better hope it’s gone by Arizona or it’s practically a dead giveaway.”

“And you need to stop worrying so much.” She smirked, “now go get some rest.”

“Good night Heather.”

“Sweet dreams kitten.” She winked at you before she made her way back up the sidewalk, causing you to shake your head at her teasing.