#Ella x Reader

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Hello. I hope I am not disturbing you. Can I request matchmaking if requests are still open? It can be romantic or platonic.

(X men/Hobbit/Lotr/Dc/Marvel/Harry Potter/Disney/ I hope it's not too much.) I'm 1.75 tall, chubby, white skinned girl. I am 23 years old. I have curly brown hair that reaches my shoulders and brown eyes. I'm a Gemini. I'm from the Infp.Ravenclaw building. Most of the time I am heterosexual but occasionally I think I am homosexual. I love writing stories, reading, digital drawing, watching movies and listening to music. I am interested in witchcraft, parapsychology, herbs and crystals. I love animals. (Except for those I'm afraid of.) I have an understanding, kind and caring nature. I'm not a brawler. But there are times when my patience runs out. I'm a very loyal person and I can't say no. Sometimes I feel like people don't really understand or don't want to understand me. I'm emotional. I am willing to help everyone,

Hi! You are not disturbing me, don't worry :) Matchups were open when you sent this in! Thank you for requesting one! I hope you like it, I'm so sorry for the long wait <33333

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Romantic

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X-Men -

Logan Howlett:

🏍 You met Logan when he visited the X-Mansion - having the mutation to speak to all animals, you were instantly intrigued by the man who had the same name as a Wolverine; Logan was also intrigued by you as well, finding you incredibly kind

🏍 After a couple of months, Logan was actually the one to confess to you, whilst the both of you were on a mission together

🏍 For some odd reason, Logan feels immensely calm around you - he liked to joke that it was because of your mutation and his almost animalistic characteristics; it just brings the both of you closer together

🏍 Logan was actually very interested in your interests - he had never met anyone who was interested in witchcraft - he'd often watch and follow as you went out into forests for herbs and go out to shop for crystals

🏍 You both compliment each other perfectly, both being very loyal to those that you care about, and feeling that others don't understand you; overall, you and Logan are a perfect match

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The Hobbit -

Tauriel:

🍂 You were actually a part of the Company when you first met Tauriel; she actually saved you from a giant spider before she, Legolas, and the other Elven guards captured you

🍂 Despite herself, Tauriel visited you a couple of times during the time of your capture; seeing as you weren't a Dwarf or Hobbit - she wanted to know why you had joined them on their journey

🍂 She actually felt sad that you would have to be locked up away until your stubborn King Thorin said otherwise to Thranduil - she knew that it was not your fault that Dwarves and Elves fought; she was chestfallen when you, the Dwarves, and Hobbit escaped

🍂 She was able to catch up with you, joining you at Bard's home; there you and Tauriel spoke about your interests, there she found out that you were a witch and healer

🍂 After the battle of the five armies - you and Tauriel fighting alongside each other - she convinced you to live in Mirkwood with her, and really, how could you say no?

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Lord Of The Rings -

Faramir:

⭐ You were actually childhood friends with Faramir - and Boromir but he isn't a man of quality... Anyway, you and Faramir had a very special connection

⭐ You both are very interesting in reading and writing - writing to each other if either were away (doing whatever Faramir/you do)

⭐ Though, when you do find yourselves in each other's presence - which is very often - you spend most of your time sitting comfortably reading together

⭐ When he could, Faramir likes to follow you around and learn more about witchcraft, listening intently as you explained spells, herbs, and so on - in which, later, Faramir gifted you a crystal that you had been wanting - (he really is a man of quality)

⭐ You and Faramir feel very comfortable with each other, feeling seen, and heard - Faramir believes that you are the most beautiful person in all of Middle Earth, your beautiful mind marveling above most - he plans to court you - if you wish to do so - in the future

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DC -

Clark Kent;

📰 You met Clark when you accidently bumped into him on your way to work, you coffee crashing and drenching yours and Clark's shirt - you were both very apologetic, and Clark offered to buy you a new coffee (cliche, I know); you got his number in the end (win-win)

📰 What was quite funny at the time, you bumped into Clark again! I know, life is crazy... But, you and Clark bumped into each other - thankfully on both of your days off - and the both of you decided to take a walk around a park together

📰 A couple of months later, you and Clark had become a couple - and then... You met Superman - and you instantly knew he was Clark (despite the spell his glasses held) you knew, witchcraffttttt

📰 You knowing, though worrying Clark that you might become a target, (you could take care of yourself); overall, it did bring the two of you closer together - power couple

📰 Clark loves how much you cared for the people you loved/cared about; he loves how much you help others, and he loves how loyal you are - and he loves how interested you are in parapsychology, he finds your interests very... Well, interesting

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Marvel -

Natasha Romanoff:

🌹 You met Nat when you joined the Avengers - you are quite powerful - having the power to talk to animals and many forms of witchcraft

🌹 She really first started spending time with you after a particularly tough mission between the both of you - she had that 'awe crap, i'm in love moment' when you got shot - though you quickly healed yourself with your craft

🌹 From then on, you and Nat were attached to the hip, spending most of your time together - snacking, baking, reading, training, missions, and even drawing together on rare occasions

🌹 You even had your first kiss at one of Tony's parties, dancing together during a slow song; it was very romantic, the world just fading away around the both of you

🌹 You and Natasha are truly amazing together - amazing fighters, amazing minds, and amazing hearts

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Harry Potter -

Fleur:

💌 You met Fleur during the tournament, as she walked down the rows of tables in the Great Hall, you were in love; as simple as that (and it wasn't just because she was half Veela)

💌 Fleur had felt quite the same, as she walked down the rows of tables, her eyes met yours, and there was just this amazing connection - a zing if you will - and from then on, you and Fleur met up as much as you could during the tournament

💌 When you could spend time together - though few in between - you would meet up in the library and read together, share your favorite books, and often softly read to each other

💌 After the tournament, you both swapped addresses, so the both of you could keep in touch; when possible, you both met up during the summer

💌 When you both spent time together during the summer, you and Fleur would often take walks, spending time in forests and wildflower fields, often braiding each other's hair; life was peaceful and perfect

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Disney -

Ella:

🕊 You met Ella at the ball of all places, dressed in your finest attire, you spotted Ella when she was dancing with the Prince; you found her incredibly beautiful and oh-so wished that you could be dancing with her

🕊 After the ball, you had heard that the Prince was having another ball, for he still needed to find a woman to marry - you guessed that he and Ella didn't have the connection everyone thought they had

🕊 The next time you saw Ella, you were in the market, getting herbs, when you ran into her - you felt a instant connection, there was just something about her smile, her eyes, that you - and Ella - felt something between the both of you

🕊 You often met up to talk when shopping in the market, which you both usually just ended up talking more than shopping; you both spoke about your interests, drawing, reading, and so on

🕊 It wasn't until later that you heard about her living situation; it was then your wish to take her out of that environment - you had a plan to help her

🕊 And you did, when the time was right, you asked Ella to move in with you - you had more than enough room, and she said yes; and from then on, the both of you lived happily ever after

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[littlelego]

cruel and kind

ella x ak!magic!fem reader

Ellas pov

“You will listen to me or else you will sleep in the barn do you understand” stepmother said 

I nod not trusting my voice, i always hated when she yelled at me. “You will clean the house as me and the girls are gone is that understood” she said sternly ‘’yes stepmother’’

I smiled as she left finally free till i remembered i have to clean the whole house.

“y/n if your close enough to hear please come i need you” i though trying to think as loud as i can

I sighed ask it didnt work though

Then i felt hands slip around my waist.

I squealed before turning around and punching whoever it was in the face

“Damn i know i tought you to fight but i didnt think you would use it on me” i heard with a chuckle 

“y/n ive told you, you cant sneak up on me like that. Are you okay?” i said with concern lacing my voice

“Yeah i think so” then her nose stared to bleed

“Oh fuck im bleeding, do you have a rag or somethi-” 

But before she finishes i rip off a piece of my dress

She takes it but not before she lets out a sigh 

“Princess..” she trails off

“What if we did it tonight?” i look straight into her eyes 

“It wont work she will find us or my stepmother would, and id rather not sleep in the barn until i die” i let out a sad chuckle 

“It can my love imagine it, us in the middle of no where no queens no kings just us.”

“ i dont want my life ruled by some queen, she might be my birthgiver but shes not my mom, think about it pumpkin, ill clean the house how about you go rest my love.”

I smile softly at her

y/ns pov

I start cleaning as i look over to ellas room and see her sleeping 

I smile softly before going back to cleaning. I really hope she changes her mind i cant stay here anymore, my mom she threatened to kill us both if i didnt break up with her and i just cant do that, ella she means the world to me. I already have a cabin castle set up way far away from all the kingdom. 

“Baby?” i hear ellas voice call out 

“Yes my love?’’ 

“I want to do it.”

[flamingoofeathers]

𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

"𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝗺𝗽 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀"

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[vikkirosko]

could you do general dating headcanons for dakota, scott, anne maria, ella, and rodney please? thank youu :))

Headcanons Dating

💎 Anne Maria x Reader 💋

Anne Maria seemed to some to be too bold, too straightforward, but you never considered these traits of hers to be bad. From the first day you met her, you were fascinated by the way she was and the fact that she was so straightforward even when it came to your relationship was charming in your opinion. She liked the fact that you didn't try to remake her, but accepted her for who she was, with her determination, with her straightforwardness and materialism

Despite the impression she created, Anne Maria did not start conflicts first. When someone annoyed her, you were the one who intervened to protect her. You knew perfectly well that she could stand up for herself, but you still acted as her protector, which she even liked. She liked the fact that you were ready to even start a fight if necessary if someone decided to upset her. She was pleased that sometimes her problems were solved for her

She liked it when you arranged dates for the two of you. She was very pleased with your attention and she did not hide it. Even at such moments, she did not lose her straightforwardness and talked about what she liked and what she did not like. You tried to be attentive to her words so that each of your dates would be better than the previous one. Anne Maria saw how hard you tried and really appreciated it, as well as everything you did for her

Perhaps someone might have thought that Anne Maria was too flighty, but you liked her. You liked the way she was, the way she faced problems without avoiding it, the way she fought for her goal. You were ready to help her in this, as well as in many other things. She was a person dear to you for whom you were ready to go to great lengths and she knew it. She liked it, as well as the fact that she felt really happy around you

📱Dakota Milton x Reader ☢️

Dakota and you were in a relationship for a long time and she was happy that you were together. She was picky and therefore treated the choice of a partner with special care, but during the entire time of your relationship, she never regretted that you started dating. Only in private did she show you some of her good side, fearing that you might pull away from her if she showed you her real self, but every day her trust in you grew and she believed more and more in the sincerity of your feelings for her

The more she opened up to you, the more you loved her, but something happened that she tried her best to hide from you. She mutated into a monster, she couldn't call herself anything else. Dakota was sure that you didn't want to see her anymore, so she hid from you in every possible way until you found her, very worried that you hadn't heard from her for a long time. She expected to see horror on your face, but instead she saw relief that you had finally found her

When you told Dakota that you were worried when she stopped responding to your messages and calls, she felt her heart tighten. You were genuinely worried about her and you didn't care at all that she had changed so much in appearance. For you, she was still the same Dakota you fell in love with and you didn't care if she changed outwardly or not. Even the fact that she was now much taller than everyone else, including you, didn't bother you at all. When you told her about it, she couldn't resist hugging you, trying to be careful not to hurt you. At that moment, she realized how much she loved you

After you convinced her that she was still beautiful to you and that you still loved her, she became more confident in herself. Dakota wasn't afraid of what others might think of her, because one of the most important people in her life continued to love her no matter what and she couldn't help but appreciate it. She was happy with you, even if others might start to think of her as a monster. She was sure that she could handle it with you

🐀 Scott x Reader 🚜

Scott didn't seem like the most pleasant person to many. He periodically manipulated others, and because of this he could have conflicts with others, but when it came to you, he showed his other side, kinder and even clumsy. So he was ready to show himself only to you, because he fell in love with you and the last thing he wanted to spoil your relationship with his intrigues, because you would hardly believe in the sincerity of his feelings if he tried to use you for his plans

He tried to be romantic, but his understanding of romance was different from what most would consider romantic. You watched different movies together while sitting on the couch, he gave you gifts that he usually made himself, but you were careful about what he cooked. You understood that you had slightly different food preferences, but you tried to find compromises that would please him but would not cause food poisoning in you

You didn't mind spending time with Scott in a quiet environment. You knew perfectly well that he had quarrels at home, so he didn't like to bring you there. Especially because you would quickly guess that he was the one who periodically arranged their quarrels. Perhaps you already guessed this, because you got to know Scott well, but you didn't talk about it and didn't push him away because of it, which he was glad of. The last thing he wanted was for you to abruptly stop communicating with him because he liked to arrange intrigues even in his own home

It was only when Scott was with you that he was ready to show a softer side of himself. He trusted you and when you were alone he could really relax and unwind. You were the one he would trust even with his own safety if the need arose. Scott didn't know how long you would be together, but he was sure that his feelings for you were sincere, and believed that your feelings for him were the same

🎶 Ella x Reader 🐦

Ella was a romantic person. She dreamed of love like in a fairy tale, that she would be like a princess from a fairy tale with a happy ending. And you were the one with whom she wanted a happy ending to your shared fairy tale. She was genuinely in love with you and it was mutual, which made you and her happy, no matter where you spent your time. For some, your relationship really seemed like something out of a fairy tale cartoon

She loved to arrange romantic dates for the two of you in nature. You could walk in the park together, or go on a picnic in the woods, and different animals often came to you. You didn't mind such an unusual company and watched with a soft smile how Ella was friendly with animals. She really looked like a fairy princess, but you found it even cute, continuing to enjoy your time together

You often watched musicals together. You weren't a big fan of this genre, but you didn't mind watching it with Ella, since she liked them so much. You sat peacefully with her on the couch, watching her sing along to the characters on the screen and genuinely worried about the characters, especially when it was a romantic musical. Sometimes, when she particularly liked the plot of the musical, she pulled you to dance, continuing to sing and imagining as if you were in the roles of the main characters of the musical. You didn't sing with her, but you smiled, glad that she was happy

Ella was happy that you were with her. She genuinely loved you and saw that you felt the same way about her. She was sure that it was fate that you would be together for the rest of your life. She couldn't have dreamed of a better relationship, especially seeing how you tried your best to make her happy. Ella tried to respond in kind, wanting you to know about her feelings and how strong her love was

💗 Rodney x Reader 🚜

Rodney has always been amorous. Many times when he found a person he liked, he couldn't find the right words, but when he met you, he was faced with reciprocal feelings. He was happy that you had feelings for him and his own feelings only got stronger. It couldn't have been better, at least Rodney was sure of that

He tried his best to give you as much attention as he could. He gave you flowers that he picked himself, tried to make romantic gestures and was happy when he saw your smile. He was sincere in his feelings, perhaps the most sincere of all whom you have ever seen, and he tried to put this sincerity into your relationship and his feelings for you

It might seem to others that Rodney was too naive when it came to feelings. He fell in love with you very quickly, almost at first sight, and just as quickly he began to try to show feelings for you, while your feelings, which at that moment had just begun to emerge, became stronger, blossomed in full force

Rodney hoped that your relationship would be strong and lasting, ideally for his whole life. He was in love with you and hoped that your feelings for him would not go out the same way. You were the love of his life and he was sure that together you would be truly happy

[dxckgrxsonx]

mhm. thinking of you having eyes too big for your cunt.

meeting jason as a one off little hook up because you’re bored and want a decent fuck for once and him immediately warning you that he’s big. bigger than he thinks you can handle and you taking it as an immediate challenge. all cocky and adamant than you can take him, “im a big girl, hood. ill be able to fuck myself on your cock for fun.” and “just because others can’t take your dick doesn’t mean i can’t. you can’t be that fucking big.”

being forced to eat your own stupid words when he barely sinks the tip into your soft little pussy and you start fucking whining, gasping little breaths as he stretches you open. face scrunched up in a wince, teeth pressed together as your pussy tries to force him out.

jason’s voice knocking up a pitch in response, a knowing drawl making his mouth start watering. tone all mocking and condescending, “poor baby, can’t even take the tip before tapping out.” and “what happened to you? why’re you crying? i thought you said you could take me?”

sniffling and trying to control your tears as he keeps sinking more and more into your cunt, the stretch hurting so bad your legs tremble. jason cooing, kissing you so deeply it’s dizzying and leaving you half in love. all whilst telling you how good you’re being for him and holding you open by the backs of your knees so you can’t close your legs, all to watch your poor pussy weep and struggle to swallow him up.

it turns him on so bad to feel you clench so goddamn tightly around his cock he can hardly move. your voice wobbling and hitching when he pulls back only to push back forward and nudge himself that little bit deeper.

you cry and cry but you’re so wet it’s almost disgusting and jason decides there and then that he’s never letting you go.

[satorella]

“𝐈’𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠”

“Meine Liebe.” [My love.] 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫 whispers, lightly poking your face to get your attention.

“Hm?” You hum with your lips wrapped around his cock, pausing your movements to look up at him with those big doe eyes of yours. How can you still look like such an angel even while his literal cock is in your damn mouth?

“How do you say ‘Ich höre zu’ in Englisch [English] again?” He whispers with his hand over the phone speaker. You released him with a pop! licking your lips before answering, “I’m listening.”

“Ah, ja. Danke.” [Ah, yes. Thank you.] He chuckles breathlessly, before repeating your translation to whoever is on the other end of the phone. Clearly it was something about soccer if he refused to hang up. Kaiser uses his free hand to move some of your hair out of the way and gently pushes your head back down.

“Du kannst jetzt weitermachen, wunderschöne.” [You can continue now, beautiful.] He smirks, caressing your cheek.

“I put the call on mute.”

© 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝.

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[rieaj]

“i love you, but that dick is a plus.” ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧⋆

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who in enha has the biggest dick? (hyung line only)

warnings: enha hyung line x reader (seperate !!), smut, unprotected sex, blowjobs, missionary, p in v, talks about dick sizes, dacryphilia, mdni !!

others: enjoy this for now, cause ive been losing motiv for a couple if days cs its been hectic asf 😭 ill post more content soon. but for now this is enough to feed y’all’s horny selves 🫶

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lee heeseung. this man 😖. he’s big alright. 6’0ft tall he’s got big hands, feet, etc. meaning to say he’s got a big dick too. 8 inches when soft, 9 1/2 when hard. i feel like he wouldn’t be as thick as jay or jake. but this man is for sure long. i also bet he and jay would have big balls. he’d prolbably have shaved hairs that were slightly the same as sunghoon’s not too hairy or too shaved down. heeseung is the type to love blowjobs. sucking down on his long cock, just to have him push your head just to hear your whimper and gags. he’d like to fuck you in missionary just to watch his cock slowly go in and out of you whilst watching your teary eyed face.

park jay. he’s thick for sure. 7 inch when soft, 8 1/2 when hard. thick girth and a mushroom tip that would be an angry red type of color. the base would be a little tanner than his skin, and for his hair, i bet he shaves it every 2 weeks max. its neat and not so hairy. gotta be clean to satisfy his girl (>.<) jay would also be the type to be the softest and most loving in bed. he loves reassuring you and talking you through it. this man would also have the best aftercare. jay could also go rough and hard, only if he would be in a bad mood or jealous. (we’ll discuss this soon !) overall, jay just has big dick.

sim jake. thickest. 7 1/2 inches when soft, 8 when hard. jake isn’t exactly the longest. but he beats them in girth. he’s a thick boy. even just the tip inside your already stretched out so wide. his base color would be a little darker than his skin tone. he has a big tip that whenever he was hard it would be such an angry pink and constantly leak pre-cum. jake would not have any hairs at all. poor baby always feels so guilty whenever he sees you in tears as soon as an inch of his dick stretches you out. always shushing you and reassuring that the pain would be gone.

park sunghoon. i feel like he would be the biggest. a positive, 8 1/2 inch when soft. a solid 9 when hard. sunghoon would most like be the one to know his dick the best, and also use it correctly. his dick is girthy with a usual peachy color on his tip. the base color would be a the same color as his usual skin, and he would most likely have a neat shave, something like the hair still being there but at the same time it’s not too bushy. sunghoon would also have some best dick game. there is never a time you won’t be pleasured after being with him. he would also most likely HATE wearing condoms. unless that is, you want him to. anything for his girl <3 but for me i think he wouldn’t really like it cs he wants you to feel every inch and vein of him pulse inside you :0

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yall ive been busy this is all i could come up w rn. its not my best work, but ive just been too lazy. i’ll do better soon 😞

[jinxlovebot]

jinx smut drabble - fem!reader

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something about period sex makes jinx go absolutely crazy.

maybe it was your excessive whining or it was the mess between your legs, the crimson red staining on your pussy. she couldnt get enough of it.

whenever she saw more chocolate than usual in the kitchen her eyes would light up and she couldn’t wait to get you alone.

your always a little off about jinx going down on you when your on your period, but jinx rolls her eyes and says “blood is never a problem, toots.” she loves teasing you, because your so sensitive on your period. the whining, heavy panting and little whimpers makes jinx feral.

she even loves fucking you with her strap on, seeing the blood coating her strap. she couldn’t get enough of it, her eyes are glued to where your both connected seeing the blood on the bedsheets, on your thighs, jinx cums in minutes. she can’t get enough of you.

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a/n: thank u for all the interactions, writing is so fun 😼. this isnt proofread btw so sorry if it doesnt make sense 💀

[moomuzan]

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Add Up My Love

or ( hyper- ) specific romance imagines with dazai, chuuya, ranpo, akutagawa, fyodor

You had never seen Dazai so quiet. The late evening light painted the room in shades of amber, casting a golden halo around him as he sat at his desk, pen gliding smoothly over paper. His expression was unguarded, almost vulnerable, lips moving faintly as though he were whispering the words he was writing to the empty air. There was a stillness to him, an absence of his usual dramatics, that made you pause in the doorway, hesitant to disturb the rare peace. But curiosity, that insistent pull, eventually dragged you closer. “Dazai?” you called softly.

His hand stilled mid-word, shoulders stiffening as if caught in a secret. Slowly, he turned to face you, his usual grin making an appearance, but it lacked its usual spark. “Ah, bella,” he drawled lightly, “what impeccable timing. Caught me in the middle of my dull, bureaucratic duties.” But your eyes had already fallen to the letter on the desk, its ink still glistening, the words “To my dearest, whenever you find this,” staring back at you. As your chest tightened, and realization dawned, you reached for the paper. Surprisingly, he didn’t stop you, only sighed, and leaned back in his chair. “Just leaving something behind,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “For you. In case there’s ever a day I can’t say these things myself.”

dt siyun xo

Chuuya’s boots echoed through the hallway as he entered your apartment, his gaze immediately snapping to you, barely standing on your own. As you swayed slightly, the wine still clouding your mind, his expression darkened. “You’re a mess,” he grumbled, his voice sharp but laced with something that wasn’t quite anger. Without waiting for you to respond, he was already at your side, his hand steadying your waist with surprising firmness, his other arm around your shoulders, guiding you toward the bathroom. “C’mon, you’re not going to bed like this.”

You mumbled something incoherent, but he paid it no mind, already pulling a chair out in front of the mirror and gently sitting you down. His movements were surprisingly tender as he grabbed the makeup remover. There was no hurry in his hands as he carefully pressed the cotton pad to your skin, wiping away the smeared mascara with an attention to detail that caught you off guard. His eyes, though gruff, softened as they traced your face, erasing the evidence of your night out. “Can’t believe you let yourself get this bad,” he murmured, though there was no real bite behind the words. When Chuuya moved to your hair, his fingers slid through your tangles, gentle but insistent, working through each knot with a patience that felt almost reverent. “Don’t move.” With a touch softer than you had ever expected from him, he brushed your hair with careful strokes. “I’m staying with you until you have sobered up.”

Akutagawa lingered at the edge of the room, watching you with a quiet intensity. The dim glow of the streetlights outside bathed your form in a soft halo, your chest rising and falling in a gentle, almost hypnotic rhythm. Replaced by an unfamiliar stillness as he observed the delicate vulnerability you wore in your sleep, the cold edges of his usual demeanor melted away. Every line of tension in his body seemed to ease, and for a fleeting moment, the weight of the world felt distant. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, softened as they traced the curve of your face, the way your hair fell carelessly around you. He found himself held captive by the simplicity of the moment, as if your presence alone grounded him.

You shifted in your sleep, muttering something barely audible, and Akutagawa froze. The sound of your voice, though muffled by sleep, stirred something deep inside him—a pull he couldn’t resist. His heart thudded a little louder, and before he could stop himself, a quiet, gruff sound slipped from his lips. “Tch, idiot,” he murmured, his tone betraying an uncharacteristic tenderness. He quickly turned away, a faint flush rising to his cheeks, his pulse quickening in a way that both startled and unsettled him. Gripping the doorframe to steady himself, as if the weight of this strange emotion might overwhelm him, he retreated into the shadows while his mind raced with feelings tangled into something more profound than he’d ever expected.

Dim lights of the room flickered as soft piano notes drifted through the air, barely audible, as if the music itself were hesitant to interrupt the silence between you. Fyodor stood before you, his presence commanding, even in the stillness. His hands hovered near your waist, their tension palpable, a silent request for you to take control. There was no impatience in his gaze, only a quiet insistence, a rare vulnerability from the man who always held everything so tightly. His eyes, dark and unreadable, bore into yours, waiting—no words, just a soft, unspoken command that he would follow you, if only you dared. A test? Yeah, definitely.

As you took the first step, his hand settled against your back, fingers brushing against the fabric of your clothes with surprising tenderness. The faintest tremor of control still lingered in his touch, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he let you lead with quiet confidence, as if testing the limits of his restraint. The stillness between your movements was thrilling, charged with an electricity neither of you dared to acknowledge. Steady yet barely noticeable, his breath became the only sound that mattered to you as you swayed together, the dance becoming something far more intimate, a shared language only the two of you understood. Although the tension in his body was almost imperceptible,you felt it—his willingness to surrender, if only for this moment.

The quiet morning wrapping you in a serene haze, you woke up slowly, but it was the weight of Ranpo’s arm around you that pulled you fully from sleep. Though, the moment he felt your gentle movements under his touch, he instinctively drew you closer, his form curling tighter against yours as though the intimacy was a need he couldn’t deny. Completely unaware of how tightly he was holding you, his lips buried in the crook of your neck, his breath warm and steady. He was deep in sleep, yet his grip continued to tighten, as though afraid of losing the radiating warmth of your presence. His legs were tangled with yours, and his hand rested possessively but gently on your waist, each little movement of his body a subconscious plea to stay as close as possible.

You couldn’t help but smile at the way he clung to you, his face peaceful and unaware of the vulnerability he was showing. It was a side of him you rarely saw—the brilliant, always composed detective reduced to nothing more than a boy seeking comfort in the quiet security of your arms. Even if he didn’t realize it, his soft sighs and the faint tugging at your shirt as he shifted closer made your heart swell. Before giving it much thought, you gently brushed his hair back, savoring the stillness, content to let him rest. For now, you simply stayed still, lost in the intimacy of that moment—where Ranpo, so often the one with all the answers, was nothing more than a quietly clinging soul seeking warmth.

dt dorothea

a/n: oh alright, need me a chuuya to brush my hair. can yall see the vision? it’s a physical need atp.

xoxo

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Can I get a romantic match up for Disney and Lord of the rings?

I am a 20 yr old lesbian who has natural brown hair but I dye it (currently light pink),brown eyes, anxiety,depression,ADHD,autism,and 2 anxiety disorders

Likes

Yellow,Sweaters,Music (79's-mid 00's),True Crime,Flowers,Animals,Writing,Sweets,Food,Video Games,Movies,Stuffed Animals,Blankets,Cosplay,Weed,Incense,Tattoos,Friends,and Family

Hates

Spiders,Bullying,Yelling,Racism,Abuse,Snakes,Any type of pain,Sexism,Being Alone,Loud Noises,Not being good enough,Lying,Homophobia,Hot weather,Being sick,Transphobia,Being used, Arguing,and any type of Addiction

Thank you for requesting another matchup!! I hope you are excited about this one!! I know I am! Hope you enjoy!! <33333

Disney;

Ella:

🐭 You never thought you'd get to go to a ball, never in your life, and that was where you met Ella

🐭 The prince was holding a ball to find a wife, now you were not interested in that, but instead, you wanted to have a fun night out and dance in a lavish ballroom; you had the perfect outfit, it cost you an arm and a leg, but you didn't care, you loved it, it looked amazing on you and made you feel confident

🐭 You had already been at the ball a while when Ella appeared, sipping some drink as she walked down the stairs, let me tell you, you were in awe

🐭 You really wanted to dance with her, but you had your doubts, she seemed to have come to win the Prince's heart; you were pleasantly surprised when she passed the frozen prince and went straight to you

🐭 Taking your hand in hers, you both danced around the ballroom, people standing back in awe and surprise as you danced and twirled

🐭 At the end of the night, at midnight, she left but not without telling you her name; Ella

🐭 You found her a few days later, seeing the situation she was in, and offered to let her stay with you, of course, she accepted; she was quick to tell her evil stepmother off for her behavior and how she treated her before leaving with you, hand in hand

🐭 You spent your days cuddling beside the fire at night, stargazing and wishing on shooting stars, and even writing cute little notes to one another

🐭 Ella is so sweet and kind to you, making sure you are feeling alright and making you tea if you are unwell; she'd hold you close and sing softly to you as she ran her fingers through your hair

🐭 You could've imagined that you'd meet the love of your life at the ball, and that you had won Ella's heart

--

Lord Of The Rings;

Eowyn:

⚔ You had known Eowyn since you were a child, being childhood friends with her for as long as you could remember

You instantly bonded, learning together and spending time together before royal duties got in the way

Sometimes when you two did have free time, you would both secretly sword fight, practicing together and having fun

As you got older, you realized you had feelings for Eowyn, and you were a bit frightened, but after a while, you accepted your feelings and decided to confess to your best friend during your occasional sword fights; surprisingly, Eowyn felt the same

For the next while, your relationship was pure bliss, spending time together like usual but with that extra romance; sword fighting, picking yellow flowers, reading together under thick fur blankets

You both were afraid of anyone finding out, but when Eowyn's brother found out, letting you both know, he told you he knew from the beginning; you guys aren't really good at keeping secrets

Eowyn, being the best girlfriend ever, would battle spiders and snakes for you, making sure you are safe

She knows that you hate being alone, from years of friendship, and makes sure that she is there for you when you really need her, even making sure to get out of her duties as fast as possible to run to your side

Whenever there is a party, you and Eowyn would dance the night away, not caring about all the stares and just having fun

You both love each other very much and never thought love would've been right beside you all along

[wlwxreader]

Not a Crush

not my gif

Jackie Taylor x fem!reader

Summary: despite what the entire team thinks, Jackie doesn’t have a crush on you. So why does it make her skin crawl when she sees a guy trying to flirt with you?

Warning(s): jealous!Jackie, possessive!Jackie, oblivious!reader, pre-crash!Jackie, Nat being a little shit, simp!Jackie

Word count: 2.6k

Masterlist: tba

No matter how much the team teased her about it, Jackie Taylor did not have a crush on you.

Did she like your soft smile? Yes. Could she spend days on end listening to a recording of your cheerful and sweet laugh? Why, of course. Did her heart stop whenever you looked at her a second too long? Maybe, but it was only because she thought you were beautiful —in a platonic way.

She did not like you. She didn’t think of you every night before she went to bed. Nope. Not at all. And Nat could shove her own words up her ass, because she sure as hell wasn’t a simp for you.

Yeah, as if.

“Hey,” you waved your hand in the air as you walked towards the field. You had just changed into your football uniform, and looked around. “Is everyone ready for practice?”

“Yeah,” Nat said, stretching her arms. “We were waiting for you for like, I don’t know, ten minutes.”

“You’re the last one. You know what that means,” Van smirked at you, and if it wasn’t for Tai’s presence next to them, you would have walked over to smack them in the face.

“Gotta run for ten minutes around the field,” Lottie said in a singsong voice. You narrowed your eyes at her.

“I’m gonna get you, Matthews,” you threatened with mock anger.

“What’s going on?” Jackie, who had been talking to coach Ben about something, asked. Her smile grew a little bigger when she noticed you within the other team players, and you swear you heard Nat and Shauna giggle to each other.

“Y/N was last,” Nat said. “She has to run for ten minutes.”

“Okay, fine—”

“That won’t be necessary,” Jackie said. Her voice, always soft and bright, was commanding. She wasn’t the Jackie who played around anymore, she was captain Jackie, and everyone in the team knew it.

“What?” Van asked, offended. They looked between the both of you, mouth ajar. “That’s not fair! It’s a tradition you started, Jackie. Last one has in the field during practice has to run while the others train. Y/N was the last one today.”

“Enough, Palmer,” Jackie gave them a stern look. “Y/N was late because of me.”

You gave her a surprised look, taken aback by her lie. You should not have been bewildered, though— Jackie always had your back no matter what, using her easy charm to cover up for your slip-ups

“Making out before practice?” Nat asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Jackie’s cheeks turned a bright red color, but she didn’t dare to look at you. Instead, she clapped her hands together a few times, and everyone around sobered up.

“Divide yourself into two teams,” Jackie raised her voice. “Whoever team wins, gets to rest while the others run a lap.”

Everyone groaned, looking around to start to form the groups, trying to be as equitative as possible.

“Shauna, you’re captain of team green. Team blue is my team,” Jackie called, and the brown eyed woman nodded, wasting no time to craft the perfect team in her mind as she looked at everyone in the field.

“Okay, cool—”

“Y/N,” Jackie interrupted her best friend. “You’re on my team.”

“And in her heart,” whispered Nat.

Thankfully, neither Jackie nor you hear it.

If Jackie did not like you, she obviously also didn’t feel any ownership over you. She wasn’t jealous, she wasn’t possessive; there was no point in being those things, as you were both just two good friends.

But sometimes, someone would walk up to you and Jackie forgot her inner mantra, throwing it out the window of her mind. The person would smirk and lean in close, feigning they could not hear what you were saying, and Jackie would feel something dark and uncomfortable burning inside of her.

Sure, you weren’t hers, but that didn’t mean anyone had the right to talk to you, so obviously trying to flirt it was painful to observe.

They didn’t have the right because— because— well, because she said so.

“Hey, Y/N,” Jackie said, walking up to your locker. 

Her voice was high-pitched, and you turned to look at her. Anyone else would have thought nothing of her tone, but you knew her; it was the same voice she used when she wanted to be rude but knew she couldn’t.

“Hi, Jackie,” you said, completely forgetting about the man who was talking to you about the chemistry test you both had next week.

Jackie walked with purpose, and she stood in front of you. She wrapped her arm around your shoulders, pulling you into her body. You sighed in relief; it was starting to get cold, and her warmth was welcomed.

The woman smiled when you rested your head on her shoulder, and big green eyes twinkling as she started the man down.

“What were you talking about?” she asked, even though she wasn’t interested in the least. She knew how men were— she suffered their unwanted advances on the daily. It was all an act to get you on their bed.

“Oh,” the man said, clearing his throat. “We were discussing the next chemistry exam—”

“Well, I hope you study hard. Bye.”

You barely had time to close your locker before Jackie was pulling you away from that man.

“Hey— Jackie,” you complained, pulling your books closer to your chest. “What was that for?”

“That boy is a womanizer,” Jackie said through gritted teeth. “He just wanted to get in your panties.”

“You think?” you asked, turning slightly to look at the boy, who was leaning against your locker and staring at you. When he saw you looking back, he smirked and waved. “I think he just wants help studying.”

“You’re too naïve,” the blonde said. “He has tried that same trick with half the school.”

“Really?” you whispered conspicuously. “I thought he was just being friendly.”

Jackie shook her head, leaning in to kiss the side of your head. Her arm was still around you, and it made you walk awkwardly. You still didn’t complain.

“Boys are never friendly just because, Y/N,” she said. “They only got one thing on their mind.”

“Kissing?” you raised an eyebrow at her.

Jackie’s laugh could be heard all around the halls, a melodic sound that carried you out of the building.

“Every year it gets colder earlier,” you complained, shivering slightly.

“Are you cold?” Jackie asked, finally pulling away. You almost moaned in complain at the lack of warmth on your side, but before you could voice your discomfort, a weight was placed on your shoulders.

You looked to your side to see Jackie’s team letterman jacket resting over you. You smiled, putting your books in one hand to put the sleeve on.

“Thank you,” you said, with genuine gratitude. Jackie shook her head, simply reaching over to grab your books so you fully put on the jacket.

“Wanna hang out in the field?” she asked. Once you had the jacket on, she wrapped her arm around your shoulders again, because she wanted to but most importantly, because she could.

“The one time we don’t have to train, and you still wanna go over there,” you rolled your eyes, but followed her steps when she changed course.

She laughed again, turning to look at you. With bright big eyes, and lips pulled into a tight smile, you thought no one would ever be as pretty as she was.

As you walked, Jackie peaked behind you and saw the same man, looking over with frowned eyes. As she heard you talking about your day, she raised her arm enough for everyone to see the back of your jacket, where Taylor stood proudly over her team number.

She’s wearing my jacket, not yours. Dipshit.

To say she was ecstatic at his scolf was an understatement.

Yeah, she thought, let everyone know she only wears my number. Let everyone know she’s mine.

That time, she didn’t try to correct herself.

“I think Jackie has a crush on me.”

Van, who was tying up their cleats, stopped suddenly.

“Uh?” they asked, blinking a few times.

“I—” you cleared your throat, your cheeks suddenly turning red. “I think she might like like me.”

“Oh, shit,” Van said, rubbing their face.

“Did— did I say something wrong?”

“Yes!” Van let go of the laces, irritated. “You weren’t supposed to find out until November. You just lost me ten bucks!” they groaned. “Thanks, buddy.”

“What?” you gave them a puzzling look. “Wait— you have bet on me?”

“No,” Van waved their hands around. “Not on you. On your inability to see what’s happening right in front of your face, to be exact.”

“Okay, rude,” you said. “I’m not that oblivious.”

“Oh, no. Of course not,” Van said. Their tone was laced with sarcasm. “You joined the team two years ago, and only now you have realized.”

“Wait, she has liked me for two years?” you asked in a whisper.

“Duh,” Van gave you a long look. “Jesus, you’re a lost cause.”

“Screw you.”

“What made you realize?” Van asked, with genuine curiosity. They put their feet back down on the ground, leaning over the bench to look at you.

“She, um—” you looked around, making sure no one else was in the changing room. Feeling guilty over spilling such deep secrets, you moved over and sat down next to Van, so no one else would hear. “She kind of lied, the other day. So I wouldn’t have to run around the field.”

“She always lies,” Van scoffed.

“Jackie never lies,” you said, firmly. You gave the redhead a look, one that would have been threatening if it wasn’t coming from you. “She’s an honest person.”

Van chuckled. “She will lie to save your ass,” they said. “Because she’s the fattest crush on you.”

“Fuck,” you whispered.

After practice a week later, instead of going back to the changing room with the rest of the team, you grabbed Jackie and pulled at her hand, forcing her to move toward the bleachers. She went willingly, allowing you to take her wherever it was that you wanted her to be.

She would walk through fire if it meant holding your hand.

In a platonic way, of course.

“Jackie,” you said in a serious tone. You took a deep breath, and stared into big green eyes who looked back with passion. “We need to talk.”

She frowned her eyebrows, quickly picking up on your mood swing. “What’s wrong?” she asked, moving closer.

Jackie’s hand rested on your waist when she saw you starting to pull away. She hated it; hated whenever there was distance between the two of you. She wanted you close to her always, holding your hand and laughing with you.

“I think— I think you might be interested in someone.”

Jackie gave you a puzzling look. Her, being into someone? Not a chance.

“What are you talking about, Y/N?” She asked, as confused as she has ever been.

“Don’t make me say it, please,” you moaned, like a petulant toddler. “This is embarrassing.”

“Well, I can’t read your mind, can I?”

You looked away from her, incapable of looking into her eyes as you spoke.

“I think I might like someone, too.”

Jackie froze at your words. Her jaw dropped, eyes open so wide it looked like they might jump out of their sockets.

“You…” she gave a bewildered look. “You like someone?”

You nodded, and her hand tightened on your waist, as if she needed some support to keep her from falling over.

“This can’t be happening,” she whispered, closing her eyes. You gave her a concerned look.

“Jackie—”

“Is it that boy from the locker? The one who kept trying to flirt with you?”

“No. It’s—” you cleared your throat. “It’s not a boy.”

“Oh, no,” Jackie blinked away the white spots that were starting to form on her vision. “Nat? Tai? Or—” she gasped, looking at you accusingly. “Don’t tell me it’s Shauna.”

“Why would it be— No! It’s not Shauna.”

“It’s not?” she gave you a look. “Thank god.”

“It’s you,” you whispered.

“Me?” Jackie asked, trying to make sure she had heard you properly. “You like me. Me.”

“Yeah. I like you, Jackie.”

She leaned in close to you, looking at your lips. You closed your eyes, preparing yourself for her kiss. Instead, you felt her weight over you, literally on you.

“Jackie? Oh my god!”

Safe to say, it took the Yellowjackets over a month to get over the little spectacle you and coach Ben had pulled off when Jackie fainted.

You had wanted to keep it a secret, of course— Class Queen and captain of the football team, fainting because a girl had confessed their feelings to her? The rumor would be too juicy. But you also couldn’t control yourself when Jackie fell on top of you, eyes closed and mouth open, and it took you approximately ten seconds to take all the information in before you were screaming for help.

The help came in the form of Ben, who had come over running. He frantically looked at the team captain, laying on the grass as you fanned her with your hand, and he ran back inside to get Bill’s help.

It didn’t take long for the girls to come out of the changing room, and soon enough they pulled the pieces together; your conversation with Van they had told the entire team (which had led to Tai waving around fifteen ten dollar bills around the showers), your nervous attitude over practice, the tension they had felt before they left the two of you alone…

“Holy shit,” Nat said, smirking as you tried to wake Jackie up. “She fainted. She actually fainted.”

The story soon spread, faster and more explosive than gunpowder around fire. Soon enough, Jackie Taylor’s untaintable reputation got washed away by the new knowledge that she was a hopeless romantic.

Two months later, people would still whisper about Jackie whenever she walked down the corridors of Wiskayok High School.

“You think you will still be Class Queen after… what happened?” you asked, taking notice of how many students were staring at the two of you.

“Of course,” she smiled that charming smile you loved so much. “I’m Jackie Taylor, baby. This highschool would be nothing without me.”

“You’re too full of it,” you rolled your eyes.

She wrapped her arm around your waist, pulling you in close to her. She kissed your cheek, smiling.

“It doesn’t bother you?” you asked once you reached your locker. “Y’know, everyone still talking about it?”

“Let them talk. They aren’t mean, anyways,” Jackie said, raising her shoulders. You gave her a look; she would never notice just how many people thought ill of her. She thought too kindly of the world, but that made it two of you. “As long as it makes them talk about how you’re my girlfriend, I don’t care.”

You put the books you no longer needed back into your locker, and once you closed it, she pressed you against it.

When her lips pressed against yours, you stopped worrying about the whispers and the teasing from the team; Jackie was right.

Let them talk.

[pickingupmymercedes]

It's Mrs. Hamilton - Lewis Hamilton (NSFW)

request: "I don't know if you saw that video of Barbara Palvin where they yell at her on a red carpet "Ms. Palvin, one more" and she yells "it's Mrs. Sprouse now" too iconic. Could you write something like that? But let Lewis see the video online and get excited and when he gets home he marks her as his wife..." - anon

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader!

warnings: unprotected sexual activities, (p in v), oral sex

Also, wrap it before you tap it

wordcount: +1K

a/n: This smut sort of has a plot, so thanks anon. Also, I cut your request because of how descriptive it was and I try to keep the explicit part under the cut, but everything you asked is down there.

As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!

EXPLICIT CONTENT UNDER, -18 DO NOT INTERACT.

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You returned to your apartment late in the evening, the soft hum of the city outside providing a gentle backdrop to your thoughts. The golden glow from the streetlights filtered through the windows, casting a warm, inviting atmosphere within. You had spent the day planning how to surprise your husband by coming home a few days earlier, eager to see his reaction. However, as you stepped into the entrance hall, your plans momentarily vanished from your mind.

Sneakers lay abandoned by the door, a wallet and bag casually discarded on the side table, and a hoodie carelessly thrown over the sofa. The apartment felt alive, yet Lewis was nowhere in sight.

“Lew, you home already?” Your voice echoed through the apartment; the silence broken only by the soft whimpers that floated from the last door on the right. Curiosity piqued, you approached, the soft carpet cushioning your footsteps.

He was truly a vision as you walked into the main bedroom, pillows stacked up on the headboard, the room dimly lit by a bedside lamp casting a warm glow, his torso adorned with a white tank, the fabric clinging to his sculpted form, arms glistening with a light layer of sweat. His legs were thrown open in the bed and his hands took the place your mouth used to go, fingers coated with precum, slowly moving up and down his rock-hard dick.

The room was filled with the intoxicating scent of his cologne, mingling with the earthy aroma of freshly laundered sheets. Leaning against a pillar beside the bed, you became an unseen observer, captivated by the sight before you. His legs twitched occasionally, his eyes tightly shut, mouth opening to release deep, distinctive grunts. A video played on his phone caught your attention. At first glance, you thought it was pornography, but upon listening more closely, you recognized your own voice saying, “It’s Mrs. Hamilton now, actually.”

A mischievous grin tugged at your lips as you watched him and couldn’t help the smug reaction you had to realizing that the video, he had sent you just hours ago, had him pumping like shit for a while. Your voice saying the last name you now shared, those words that had such a hold on him, enough to get him hard and panting like he was.

His breaths were heavy, his body tense with anticipation, every muscle poised for release. It was a sight that made your heart race. You leaned down on his side, your lips brushing against his ear, whispering, “Caught you” His eyes flew open, a mix of shock and pleasure flashing in them as he realized you were there, watching him.

“Babe” he gasped, a flush spreading across his cheeks, but there was no shame in his voice, only a deeper urgency. His arms reached out, pulling you closer, his lips finding yours in a desperate kiss, tasting of need and longing.

You felt his body shudder beneath you, his hands roaming over your back, pulling you onto the bed beside him. “I thought you weren’t coming today. I would’ve waited for you” he murmured in your lips as his hands wasted no time in getting you out of your pants and panties.  

You sunk down on him, no foreplay needed after the couple of minutes you’d spent hearing him. His hands roaming under your shirt and bra while you rocked in his dick for a few moments, letting him come down from the frenzy for a bit.

When you finally adjusted your knees around him and started up and down movements his eyes circled to the back of his skull. His hands went to your waist and his hips thrusted back up each time you went down on him, his grunts getting heavier by the second. When you gave the slightest sign of slowing down, he got up and flipped on the bed, not leaving you empty for a second, starting to pump into you just as your back had hit the pillows.

“Mark me, show me who I belong to” you shakily managed to get out, knowing he was getting close to his orgasm as his thrusts got deeper and his breathing heavier. Your words acting as his cue to let go and get his release, adjust his body so he held his weight in his arms as he locked you in his embrace, his stare holding yours like the very moment held all his universe.

When his body collapsed in yours and the only strength he had was just about enough for a single last thrust, you made sure to hold his shoulders in your embrace. The after shivers he’d get made his still semi hard dick brush your walls, and you couldn’t help the moan that left your lips, his eyes darkening all over again as he looked back at your pleasure contorted features.

He carefully slid out of you, watching as his seed dripped out of you, mixed with your own. His middle and ring fingers softly went over your cunt, collecting some of your juices before putting them in your mouth. The choice of fingers not lost on you as his wedding band hit your teeth.

“You’re mine, y/n” his eyes following your movements as your hips buckled when his fingers touched your clit, swirling around the inflamed button as he drowned in your cries and whimpers. His lips and tongue finding their way down to your pussy not long after, on a mission to drawn as many orgasms as he could from you that night.

As the high of your whatever orgasm calmed down, you felt Lewis coming back up and wrapping you in his arms. His fingers traced lazy patterns along your skin, soothing and tender. “You okay, love?” he murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.

You nodded, a contented smile gracing your lips. “More than okay.” you replied, nestling closer to him, enjoying the comforting weight of his arms around you. Lewis chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with affection and a playful glint as he quipped “So, about that 'Mrs. Hamilton' video.” he began, his tone light but curious.

Feeling mischievous, you looked up at him, a teasing smile playing on your lips. “Oh, Lew” you began, drawing out his nickname for added effect, “It was just a little teaser. I didn’t expect you to be so... demonstrative in your appreciation.” You giggled, playfully tracing a pattern on his chest.

Lewis raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips. “Come on now, y/n. You knew exactly what you were doing.”

You feigned innocence, batting your eyelashes at him. “Who, me? I was merely sending you a friendly video. I had no idea it would have you in such a state.” His laughter filled the room once more, the tension from earlier completely dissipated. “Friendly, you say? Well, your definition of friendly certainly has a new meaning now.”

You grinned, leaning up to place a soft kiss on his lips. “I guess it does. But you have to admit, it was fun watching you get all worked up over a simple name change.”

Lewis chuckled, pulling you closer, his arms tightening around you. “It’s not just the name. It’s the woman that’s carrying that name.” Your heart fluttered at his words, a warm feeling spreading through you. “Well, Sir Hamilton, you’re not so bad yourself.” You teased as you watched his features darken again, a smirk already plastered on your lips as you heard the groan at the back of his throat.

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[enwoso]

Maybe younger Williamson reader causing trouble

The setting could be at training

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Have a nice day🫶

DOUBLE TROUBLE — lionesses x williamson!reader

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you and your big sister leah were polar opposites.

leah had always had a sense of seriousness to her, a strong defender whom always had a frown donning her face in team photos but always seemed to have a strong dress sense to her.

whereas you, you couldn’t be more opposite if you tried. you were a midfielder, an attacking midfielder to be specific and your family were sure you didn’t have a serious bone in your body always finding something funny out of any situation even sometimes when it wasn’t very appropriate as well as not really caring about you wore, if you could you would be in a tracksuit twenty four-seven.

but there was something you and your older sister shared a strong love for and that was football and more specifically a strong love for arsenal.

you both falling in love with the club with each match you went to see when you were growing up before you started playing — and maybe it was a was a little because you wanted to be just like your big sister when you were little, not that you would ever give her the satisfaction of knowing that.

so being with your sister and playing football with your sister both at club level and international level meant you spent a considerable amount of time with each other. and with that you knew exactly what made you sister tick and how to do it quickly sometime at your teammates expense when they would have to deal with the after affect of her.

“y/n! get back here now!” leah huffed as you ran off with her left boot in your hand, rushing down the hallway of st george’s park and placing the bright white boot on the first random shelf you passed, placing it carefully hoping to not knock any memorabilia off the shelf before racing further down the hallway and into the canteen.

a smug smile plastered on your lips which the team had learned to know this meant you were up to no good. “what you up to now, trouble?” beth raised her eyes brows with a knowing smile as you slipped into a seat opposite the blonde as she was sat on a table with alessia and ella.

“pfft me? i wouldn’t ever be causing trouble” you played off as cool as cucumber as you regained a normal breathing pattern. beth giving a knowing look towards alessia and ella as they both nodded, they knew trouble wasn’t far behind you.

“mhm and pigs can fly-“ beth mumbled taking a sip of her drink as a stifled laugh left the lips of both alessia and ella.

“i’m a literal walking angel, ask my mum!” you grinned sweetly, a hum coming from beth knowing that your mum did in fact think you were an angel and could do no harm and so when in practice was something that always riled your older sister up.

you sat there with a smug smile on your face as you joined into the girls’ conversation about the uncoming match in the netherlands, discussing some places you may go if you get the chance on your downtime.

but maybe instead of being so tuned into the conversation you probably should of been watching your surroundings as then may you have seen-

“what the fu- leah!” you screamed as you sister yanked your chair from the table, you almost falling off as the eyes in the room turned to look at what was all the commotion about.

“i’m gonna give you three seconds to tell me exactly where my boot is-“ leah said through gritted teeth, as she pinned your shoulders to the chair. a sense of urgency in her tone as the team was to be out on the fields for training in the next thirty minutes.

“-otherwise you can find yourself doing hill sprints while everyone’s warming up.” leah gave your sarcastic smile as she let out a sigh, a light giggle leaving your lips knowing you had done your job today and officially pissed your older sister off in probably record time, considering it wasn’t even eleven am yet.

“oh c’mon le, you wouldn’t do that to you own sister-” you gave her a loving smile as the blonde just raised an eyebrow, showing no signs of cracking.

“watch me.” leah paused before continuing, a noise of stifled laughs and some pats on the shoulder as some of the team passed, knowing how it was going to end. having seen the situation play out one too many times on camp and at club.

“three-“

a small gasp came from your as you reached up to hold a hand to your chest, as you pouted “your own blood, your baby sister leah. remember that!”

“your twenty two?”

“exactly. your basically a fossil-“ you casually say holding your lips together to hold the laugh that was so desperately trying to escape as a few ooo’s could be heard in the room but quickly where shot down by the death glare that was given to them by their captain.

“two.” leah’s patience was running thin, extremely thin.

“you really need to loosen up le- it’s just a bit of fun.” you shrugged as leah’s face was donned with a deep frown clearly bored of your silly games, you on the other hand were enjoying every second.

“or you just need to grow up?” leah quipped back quickly as the comment left a smirk on your face, your mouth hanging open slightly.

“well at least i won’t have permanent frown marks on my face-“ you mumbled under your breath as that was leah’s final straw, a laugh huff coming from her.

“just tell me where my fucking boot is!” leah voice getting a little louder with each passing word she said as your eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“you said i had three seconds and you’ve only-“

“ONE! now for the love of god will you please-“

“mhm since you asked nicely it’s literally been over there the entire time-” you lifted your arm up slightly with the little movement of your arms that you had from them being pinned to the chair by your older sisters firm grip.

leah’s head quickly spinning around to see where you were pointing to, her grip loosening on your shoulders so your took your chance using your strength and bolted out the chair while your sister was focused on scanning the room for her boot which had in fact not been over there the entire time.

but before leah even processed what you’d said, you were out the chair and out the room as chorus of laughter filling the room as a defeated sigh come from your sister.

“she’s such a pest!” leah groaned loudly ironically sitting down on the chair you had just bolted from, leah giving up on chasing you knowing that’s what you wanted her to do.

beth getting up from the table after watching the whole scene take place and getting some enjoyment from it.

“she’s such an angel, our little williamson eh!” beth laughed patting the english captain on the shoulder as a role of the eyes at the comment,

“more like pain in the backside!”

but even with the amount of winding each other up the two of you did to each other, at the end of the day you were sisters and you would always have each others backs.

[stonerfromlesbos]

can you please write a crazy fanfic where billie is like a fuckboy and she meets reader at a house party in LA and wants her so bad but reader plays hard to get and they end up having sex at hers and billies friend is in the room but billie doesnt gaf ? <3

you were a dream | b.e

warnings: !fuckboy billie, !inaccessible reader, fingering, oral, bathroom sex and i think thats it

you were known for being inaccessible, and mostly for being unforgettable for the few who managed to taste you. well, everyone in LA knew you, everyone wanted a bite of you, but you were really hard to get. it was your lifestyle, you didn´t like relationships, and you felt really comfortable all by yourself. in result of that, your bodycount was low as hell, but fuck, anyone who could touch even a single inch of your body, got fucking addicted to it.

and you loved it, walking around on the slutiest pieces of clothing, knowing that everyone had their eyes glued to you. and most of them, will only be able to watch you, nothing more. today was one of those nights, your roommate had invited you for a party she was going. you were getting ready, it was almost 12am, and you hadn´t even did your makeup yet.

"seriously? we're so fuckin' late, hurry the fuck up girl." your roommate, olivia, were now yelling for you to get ready faster. you just rolled your eyes, putting on some concealer and doing a pretty sharp wing with your eyeliner... finishing it with some mascara and a dark red lipgloss. you came out the bathroom with your black boots, a black mini skirt and a lacy dark red top. "lets go?" you said grabbing your purse and heading out the dorm door.

as you two got there, olivia quickly vanished, she was probably talking to that one guy you couldn´t even remember the name. you entered the house party, it as so fucking chaotic. a bunch of celebrities doing drugs, kissing, almost fucking in the living room. it was honestly not your vibe, so you just headed to the kitchen, to grab yourself a drink. it was all normal to you, all the stares. but one of them felt different, it felt sharper than the others. you turned youself a little to stare back at the blue eyed girl that was watching you across the room, leaning on a counter. you quickly recognized her, it was billie and her fucking mesmerizing eyes.

she was pretty known too, besides being a fuckin' popstar, but not for the same reason as you were. she was the literal definition of a 'fuckboy'. and you knew, she was already interested in you for a while. billie had sent a message to you, replying to one of your instagram stories, you left it on seen, enjoying that she got every girl she wanted, but you ill not be one of them. you refused to be one of the girls who would constantly crawl on her sheets, begging for attention, begging to be fucked and forgotten. you were not the kind to be ghosted after, you were the type to ghost. for you, it was funny, but for her? she treated it like a challenge, but she wasn´t aware that you weren't the type to lose too.

"pretty girl, can i prepare a drink for you?" some random guy showed up, asking to mix your drink, you found it all weird. "no, thanks." you said continuing to mix your own drink, you didn´t trust any men near your cup, it was just self protection. as he got headed out of the kitchen, you took a sip of it, looking around until your eyes meeted billie´s, her gaze didn´t go away from you even for a second. you stared back, this time with the same intensity as her. quickly she started to make her way towards you, with her eyes looking at you up and down shamelessly.

"hey." she said leaning in the same counter as you now. "hi." you answered, trying to hold back a smirk. her eyes were staring at you, almost pulling your gaze into them. her hand tried to make her way to your waist, but you quickly refused it. "not yet." you said smirking, turning your back to her as you made your way towards the dancing floor. your moviments were almost hypnotics, your hips moved like magic, didn't exist even a single soul in that room who wasn´t looking at you. soon enough you felt her cent, that masculine smell. both of her hands were on your hips now, she placed them carefully, almost asking permission to. her mouth was almost in your ear, trying to make you hear her in this loud room.

"you're so fucking hot." billie says as her mouth starts to go down to your neck, kissing it gently. "i know." you replied, pushing yourself against her. you didn´t stop dancing, you were just dancing on her now, clearly rubbing your ass on her crotch. suddenly you started feeling the wetness on her pants as you moved yourself against her. her breath getting heavier as she took your arm, walking you towards the bathroom. soon as you two get inside, she locks the door behind her. walking towards you, placing her hands on your waist. "wanna fuck you s'bad mama." she says as your hand go down to the crotch of her pants, you started to bite your lip, rubbing your hand on her pussy over the rough material of her pants.

"beg me to let you do it." you said, staring deeply at her eyes. your hands moviments even speed, her breath gettin heavier everytime.

"can't you tell im desperate? can't you tell im cheap?"

"you don´t gotta love me, we don't have to speak."

"i'll see you in the morning, if you gotta leave."

"fuck, i'll see you when i see you, like you were a dream-"

you could see how desperate she was, so you interrupted her pulling her into a kiss. your hands now were on billies hair, her hands going to your hips, lifting you up and placing you on the sink. her kisses started going down. "fuck i dreamed so much about how you taste, angel." her hands started to pull your top down, exposing your breasts. she almost looked starved, sucking on your nipple like a baby. "mm, fuck bills." you moaned, feeling her hand go underneath your underwear, playing with your needy cunt. her kisses started going down your stomach, as she pulled your skirt down. she was now kneeing in front of your spread legs.

"so fuckin' pretty." she says staring at your clothed cunt, it was fucking dripping through your black lacy underwear. after that she looked up, staring at you with those fucking eyes. "please." you almost whined bringing your hands to her hair, almost pushing her face into your throbbing pussy. "don't need to ask me twice." she says pulling your panties to the side and sliding her tongue on your folds. taking her time to suck on your clit. as she sucked, billie started to take off her rings, placing them on the ground. quickly, her fingers found their way into you. she stretched your insides with her two fingers entering you with no warning.

"taste s'fuckin' good mamas, s'good." she says moving away her face a little, as her fingers speed up. you were moaning loudly at this point, her fingers curling inside of you was enough to make you crazy. "mhmm, bills, s'fucking good. please don't stop, im close." you said between moans, one of her hands grabbing your inner thigh tightly as your legs start trying to close. she fucked you, sucking your clit and staring at you with those goddamn eyes. it just made you wanna cum even more, the way she ate you. it looked like she was starving her whole life, and your pussy were the most delicious meal of all time.

"cum on my fingers baby, go ahead doll." billie says, with her fingers pace speeding even more. you reached it, your legs shaking as she pulled her fingers out of you. getting up to kiss you. "wanna taste yourself on my tongue, huh?" you didn't reply, just smirked pulling her closer, suddenly, she brought her hand to your neck. "answer me, slut." she says in a low and raspy voice, now she was the dominant one. you smirked, now, she had all the confirmation that you were liking it. "yes, i want to taste myself on you." you replied looking at her eyes with a smirk. her waist was between your legs, her arms holding your waist as she pulled you even closer. the kiss was needy, but fast.

"can't fuck you properly in this tiny ass bathroom, wanna come to my place?"

and right in that moment you knew that this night would be so fucking long.

tags: @chrissv4mp @karaeilishh @hkkuugu @bilsdillldough @n0vabug @certifiedwomenlover @dollyvuu @cupidsvzq @dyinbymistake @hailwiggly

[dxckgrxsonx]

uhm. jason todd who absolutely needs to jerk off in his car after taking you out on a date and kissing you goodnight for the first time.

he can’t wait until he’s home to finish. too worked up by you. so hard it aches. hips pushing up into his hand. fucking his fist. gasping your name. mouth parted. eyes rolled into the back of his skull. he’s almost disgusted with himself. jerking off in his car outside your place. all from something so goddamn simple. but it hurts.

he can’t help himself. you have no idea what you do to him.

[satorella]

“𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞”

“How much longer are you gonna keep up this act, Y/n?” 𝐒𝐚𝐞 asks in a low voice; wrapping his arms around you from behind. You could tell he was slowly starting to lose his self control. Losing his patience with you.

“Quit being stubborn and just give in to me.” An arm snakes up your shirt, his finger drawing circles on your abdomen. “I know you want me.” His hand moves higher to lightly trace the curve of your plump cleavage, causing your breath to slightly hitch. Fuckin tease. “I want you too. But you obviously already figured that much, hm?” His breath fans against the exposed skin of your neck. Fuck. Sae doesn’t just admit things like that out loud, which means he’s being serious. “C’mon… work with me here.”

“S-Sae… I-I can’t…” You forced yourself to say. He huffs, his hand now fully cupping your breast over your bra. “Why not, huh?” He presses his body closer to yours, trapping you in the space between him and the kitchen counter. “I was R-Rin’s mentor for a bit, y’know. He’s basically like a little brother to me too...” You murmured. Sae wraps his fingers around your neck with his other hand and gives it a light squeeze, before leaning down to your ear. “You’re in the women’s U-20 now. My little shit of a brother hasn’t proved that he deserves to hang with elites like us. Until he does, I don’t wanna hear his name come out of your mouth.” He hisses, making you snap your mouth shut. Well that’s the end of that conversation. He released his hold around your neck. “Sorry…” His tone went back to how it was before. He placed soft kisses where his hand once was, making your body tingle and shiver. The way he touched you was sinful. You couldn’t hold back the small moan that left your lips as his tongue darted out to taste you. Damnit! He chuckled against your skin, gently nipping your earlobe, earning him another beautiful little gasp from you. “You say you can’t, but your body is telling me otherwise.” He pushes you forward till your chest was pressed down against the counter with your ass up against his achingly hard cock, and slowly grinds his hips. God… you felt so good against him. He was thankful you couldn’t see the way his eyes rolled back. “You know I could make you feel good, if you’d just let me.” You could feel his pre-cum seeping through his soccer uniform and through your jeans. “Such a coincidence that we both ended up playing for Spain. It’s almost as if the universe is trying to tell us something.”

He rested his forehead in between your shoulder blades, pressing you even more into the counter with his weight as his hips continued to roll against you. He was just as desperate for you, as you were for him. “Give in to me, baby…” A soft, needy groan from his chest vibrated against your back as he continued, “…Please.” And there it was. His little plea of desperation was all you needed to finally fucking snap. “…Okay.” You said breathlessly, just above a whisper. He lets out a pleased growl at your answer, his arms wrapping around you like a vice. Sae starts kissing and nipping at your neck more aggressively, “Admit that you want me too.” He licks the shell of your ear, whispering huskily. “Say it, goddamnit.” “I want you, Sae!” You practically whined, making quick work to unbutton and unzip your pants. He spins you around to face him and helps you undress, pulling your shirt over your head and unhooking your bra with one hand… to which you raised a brow at. “Just got lucky I guess.” He shrugs, capturing your lips in an overdue kiss. You glared at him for a second, before finally just melting into him, letting out a content sigh through your nose. You’ll have to save the nagging for later. He smirked against your lips, his tongue quickly sliding into your mouth and tangling with yours. His hands were everywhere. The small of your back, your thighs, your ass, the nape of your neck. He couldn’t get enough of you, hungry for the taste of you and the feel of your skin against his.

“Now admit that you love me, while I make you cum.”

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