#Michael gavey Drabble

[exitpursuedbyavulcan]

Waiting for You

A Michael Gavey Drabble

Author’s Note: I guess I’m doing drabbles now? This came to me when I was in my third meeting in a row that covered the same information we got in meeting #1 lol

Summary: It’s the evening of your first date with Michael Gavey, but a phone call with your mum lasted way longer than it should have and now you’re running a little bit late. Unfortunately, you forgot your phone at your dorm, so you have no way of letting Michael know.

Waiting for You

7:15

That was the time you had agreed to meet Michael at the pub. He was completely certain about that - he’d written it in his planner, the calendar on the wall of his dorm, and his Yahoo calendar.

He looked at his watch again.

7:23

Being a few minutes late made sense, he thought. You didn’t have a car, and public transportation can be somewhat unreliable on weekends. But now, you were nearly ten minutes late. Even with imprecise bus timings, that seemed like a lot.

It certainly seemed long enough for Michael’s mind to start spiraling.

Maybe you had forgotten. Maybe you got on the wrong bus. Maybe the bus had a mechanical failure, or was stuck in unavoidable traffic.

The longer he stood there, hands shoved into the pockets of his trousers as he stared at the pavement outside the pub, the more far-fetched his thoughts became.

Maybe a faculty member had suddenly needed your help and you couldn’t say no. Maybe your bud had been in an accident. Maybe you’d been kidnapped somehow.

Maybe…

7:28

Maybe you’d realized you didn’t actually want to go out with him.

Why would you? After his outburst in the dining hall at the beginning of the year, he was infamous within your college. Everyone knew the creepy maths nerd who’d made a fool of himself on the first day.

It made perfect sense that you wouldn’t want to be seen with him. What if the essence of his social pariah-dom would rub off on you somehow, and people started treating you the way they treated him?

You wouldn’t want that. He wouldn’t want that for you.

Ditching him would be the smart move. After all, it had apparently worked well for Oliver Quick, the cunt. Maybe if you abandoned him as well, you’d also get an invite to Felix Carton’s estate for the summer. For all he knew, it was a requirement.

7:34

It had been stupid of him to even think you’d want to go out with him.

You were popular and well-liked. You were gorgeous. You were smart. All things that should have wiped Michael off your radar entirely.

But you were also kind. You were friendly to him. You talked to him.

When he asked if you wanted to study with him, you’d said yes. When he asked to exchange phone numbers, you’d said yes. And when he asked you out on a date - this date - you’d said yes.

The memory returned, even as he tried to shove it away. When he asked Oliver if he would get him another pint, he’d said yes, too.

Then, he’d abandoned him.

7:41

Apparently, this was just what happened to Michael. He found someone he liked, thought they liked him, too, then was left behind when something better turned up.

It had happened many times before, and would probably happen many times in the future.

Michael bit hard on the inside of his cheek, hoping the pain would chase away the monumental feeling of loneliness that threatened to overtake him. He should just go back to his dorm. It was pathetic to wait out here for this long. He should -

7:44

“Michael!”

He looked up and saw you running toward him, your cheeks flushed as you pushed through the crowd. When you finally stopped in front of him, panting from exertion, you grimaced slightly. He braved himself for what you would say.

“I am so, so sorry I’m late!” You said breathlessly. “My mum called, and she could talk for hours and hours if she wanted, and I tried to tell her I had to leave, but she wouldn’t…”

You half-sighed, half-groaned, rubbing your hands over your face. “And then I left my phone in my room and I couldn’t tell you I was on my way, so…”

Michael stared at you blankly as you continued to explain. He had almost completely resigned himself to the fact that you weren’t coming. But here you were.

Not only had you actually come, but you had ran to him. You were trying so hard to make him see that it wasn’t intentional. You… you were still talking.

“It’s fine,” he said, halting your babbling. “I understand.”

Your smile of relief was quite possibly the prettiest thing he’d ever seen.

He laughed in awe, then tried to play it off. “My mum doesn’t know when to shut up, either.”

You laughed with him and grabbed his hand. “Still, I’m so sorry. You’ve been waiting here, probably bored out of your mind, and…”

“Nah,” he shrugged, “it’s all forgotten now.” Indeed, he could hardly remember the panicked train of thought he’d been on for the last half hour. “Thank you - for coming, I mean.”

You smiled again. “Of course! I’ve been looking forward to this.”

Without giving him time to respond, you pulled him into the pub, both of you now laughing. “Since I was late, I’m paying!”

[kolsmikaelson]

hate fucking michael gavey

“I fucking hate you,” you groan out as Michaels thrusts quicken in pace. He's got you pushed face first into the shelving in the library with a hand wrapped around your front, his long slender fingers playing with your abused clit. “Y’self righteous prick, thinking you’re so much better than me.”

“Yeah, ‘s that right baby,” he questions, his chest heaving as his hot breath hits your ear. “‘Cause it’s quite obvious that your pussy doesn’t hate me.” His glasses dig into your skin as he litters kisses up and down your neck. The drag of Michaels cock almost has you to the point of no return, you’ve all but forgotten where you are and the fact that the two of you could get caught at any moment. With your pants shoved to your knees, Michaels sitting just below his balls, with Michael fucking Gaveys cock hitting the deepest parts of you.

“Fuck you Gavey,” you clench around his cock again, harder this time trying to get a reaction out of him.“Think you already are, love.” he smirks, flicking your clit yet again.

“Fuck, shut up and do something useful with that mouth of yours for once, yeah?” Your kiss swollen lips find his soft ones again. It’s a mess, teeth clashing and tongues fighting for dominance over one another, neither of you willing to give into the other. Michael can feel his orgasm coming causing his fingers to work your clit faster and thrust deeper, desperate to get you off before him.

You groan into each other's mouths as you both hit your peaks, forgetting for a moment the hatred you hold for one another. “Y’did so good for me baby.” He says unnervingly sweetly, pressing one last kiss to your lips.

[fan-goddess]

Teat of Family Wealth

Authors Note: Short af but I thought of it on my work break. Enjoy the drabble I guess

Taglist: @valeskafics, @omgbrcat @humanpurposes, @watercolorskyy, @blue-serendipity

Warnings: None apart from the occasional swear mixed in. Oh, and probably ooc Michael but who gives a shit?

Felix Catton, is a rich cunt sucking directly of the tit of old familiar wealth, and somehow, he doesn’t even know it.

Though to be fair, you yourself have no idea how you managed to wind up being his friend. Considering that compared to all his other mates, you were probably considered poor. Even though compared to all the non-rich shits in school, you were probably seen as well off.

You’d met Felix on the first day of Oxford, wandering around blindly looking for your introductory class to English. And of course knowing your luck, Felix Catton walked right up to you asking if you were lost, and to your gratitude at the time, you were grateful as he directed you were to go. Even blushing at the fact he insisted on putting his number in your phone, just so you could text him if you ever got lost again.

Though from there, you have no idea what happened. As the next thing you knew, you were trailing along after Felix and hanging out with his friends like some sort of fucking puppy, too afraid to leave the comforts of what it knows and go see the world. You knew you were being absolutely pathetic. A desperate bootlicker practically whining for some sort of attention and validation from someone deemed powerful in this world.

It was probably though why you found it so easy to recognise yourself in Oliver Quick. Another desperate nobody that was all but begging for some attention from the so proclaimed ‘big dogs’ of Oxford.

Though his eyes, those were different from yours. His held a type of longing that was directed only at Felix. Compared to his, your eyes looked like you wanted to kill him.

You don’t know how he met Felix, but by the way he came over to the table in the pub after Felix had called him over was nothing but eager. Oliver had been quick to move, grabbing his drink and practically skipping over. Even though you know you saw someone with him at the table earlier.

“Oh wait are you with anyone?” Felix asked, strangely empathetic as he stared at Oliver. Oliver turned around, and you could clearly see the person he’s just been sitting with in a confusing but funny looking shirt awkwardly waving to him, obviously wondering what the hell happened when he’d gone.

“No, they just left…” Oliver replied, ignoring the poor boy who slowly drops his hand and his head, obviously sad at the sudden loss of his drinking partner and so called friend.

It was so sad to look at, that you move to quickly finish your pint, and stand, offering Oliver your seat as you walk away. You can’t hear if anyone objects. If anything, they probably don’t care about you enough or even at all to even notice.

“Hey! How I roll guy!” You yell, and to your surprise, he actually turns around and gives you a judging glare rivalling even Heras.

“What?” He grunts, his brows furrowed as his eyes rake over your whole body, as if he had the ability to see every one of your insecurities.

You take a deep breathe, oddly nervous. “Oliver Quick is a bootlicking cunt and quite honestly, you deserve a much better friend than that puppy.”

There’s silence between you two, that’s only broken by the odd drunk fuelled talk coming from the direction of the pub, and eventually, by a small hum coming from the guys lips.

“You’re not wrong…” He says, smiling as he no doubt thinks over what you just said. “Though, I suppose the same could be said about you. Don’t you hang desperately on the rich buff arms of your own bff Felix Catton?”

“Felix is as much as my friend as I am friends with my own shit.” You bluntly say, and to your surprise, he begins chuckling, even slowly beginning to physically shake with laughter, while you stand there awkwardly waiting for him to stop.

“Can’t say you’re wrong comparing good old Felix to good old fashioned excrement!” He grins, finally calming down and fixing his glasses which had gone wonky in strangely enthusiastic laughter.

“Wanna grab a pint on me?” You can’t stop yourself from saying it. This guy in front of you, as brought more of a good conversation than any of the people in Felixes friend group ever could. At least this guy laughed at your sense of humour. The others just exchanged awkward looks and fake laughs.

“Sure, why not?” He shrugs, walking in some random direction and leaving you to stand in the path on your own.

“Where are you going?!” You shout, cupping your hand over your mouth while you grin at this unexpected turn of events.

“The pub! First rounds on you bootlicker!” He shouts back, an equal looking grin on his own face that to your surprise, you can’t help but find strangely pretty to look at in this lighting.

“Yeah yeah Roll boy!” You shout, slowly beginning to run after him as he huffs out another low chuckle. Maybe this would be the start of a good friendship? Or maybe this would be your doom? All you knew, is that you really needed to learn this guys name before you buy him his drink.

[justanoasisimagines]

Better off without them

Summary; When Michael is ditched by Oliver, you decided to make friends... Pairing; Michael Gavey x Female Reader WordCount; 627 Warnings; Strong Language A/N; Requests are open! Credit goes to @cafekitsune for the divider an banner!

It was shocking how fickle some people could be. You rolled your eyes when you observed Oliver Quick ditch Michael Gavey for Felix Catton. Oliver was no more than a magpie, easily distracted by something shiny.

You'd seen it happen countless times. People flocked towards Felix the second they realized his wealth and power. You'd often wondered if any of them truly cared about Felix at all.If times got tough, would any of them be there with there for Felix? Probably not, they'd drop him the second he was irrelevant.

Yet it was Michael you felt sorry for. No one deserved to be dropped like that. Calling over the bartender, you proceeded to order Michael a pint and you another drink.

"What's that for?" He asked, pushing glasses up as you placed the ground in front of him.

"For you to drink of course, obviously. I saw Oliver ditch you for Felix, so here"

"So you brought me a pint out of fucking pity. I don't want your pity." You scoffed as you picked up the pint. If Michael didn't want your company or your pint, he could suit himself.

"Wait, I never said I didn't want it" Placing the pint back down, you moved to walk away. Hopefully, Michael knew all people weren't materialistic arseholes.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to. Unless you're meeting someone else." Michael was honestly one of the most confusing people you'd ever encountered. If you sat down, was he going to tell you to fuck off?

Slowly, you sat in the chair adjacent to him. Giving Michael ample time to change his mind. His lack of contempt reassured you. He'd decided to keep your company, for now.

"Crunchie?"

"Sure thanks" Michael opened up his bag, pulling out two crunchies as you were taking a sip of your drink. Suddenly Felix's table erupted with obnoxiously exaggerated laughter.

"Vapid cunts" Michael mumbled under his breath. You attempted to hide your laughter with a fake cough, failing miserably. Michael's lips twitched subtly.

"Once they've finished their studies, not one of them will keep in contact. It's all for show, like a muster of peacocks all flaunting their tails. A way to show they've got high social status or some other nonsense."

"I thought Oliver was like me. On outcast. Didn't take him long to fall for Felix's charm, did it?" Michael suddenly found his pint interesting. Truly you wondered if Oliver thought he was better than Michael. No supposed friend should just drop someone like that. Gritting your teeth you struggled to restrain yourself from marching over there, giving Oliver a piece of your mind.

It would be no more than he deserved.

"You don't need him. He'll realize one day his friendship with Felix has no depth or integrity." Michael mumbled something intelligible as he took a bite out of the middle of the crunchie.

"Sounds like you have experience?" Another sip of your drink, before you began to unwrap your crunchie and revel in the sweetness.

"I had a group of friends when I first started Oxford. They decided to ditch me for Felix. Some of them are over there as we speak" Michael peered over your shoulder.

"Fuck it, do you want to get out of here?" Michael was already rising from his chair.

"Sure, where do you want to go?" You replied as you gathered your belongings. Michael shrugged.

"I know this restaurant not too far from here. Do you fancy getting something to eat?"

"Sounds good" Neither of you turned to take a final glance at Felix and his mates as you two departed the King's Arms. Never bothering to look back on the past, but instead looking to the future with something new.

[sapphiremusings]

hiii i created this blog as a place to share my aus/one-shots/drabbles of fictional characters i am horny for 🫶

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That part with the glasses

Michael Gavey Headcanons

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Warnings: smut, me being insane for this freak

A/n: I've never done headcanons before I just needed to get this out of my system because I am in a MOOD

Michael Gavey being a virgin loser boy when he starts at Oxford, obviously.

Completely falling for a girl at his college.

Their first kiss being slow and soft and innocent.

But once he starts to get a taste for this, the close contact, the feeling of her lips and her tongue, her body beneath his hands, it starts to drive him insane.

A study date in her bedroom turns into a makeout session and suddenly she's pushing him back against the bed. He's just so happy to be here, getting to see all of her, pawing at her waist and her hips as she straddles him.

He's a desperate, subby little mess, so eager to follow her instructions and make her feel good. And trying so hard not to come too quickly but she's so tight and wet and warm, he can't help it :/

After that he's insatiable. Any spare minute they have he wants to be between her legs, make her come with his fingers and his tongue. He wants to feel her skin against his, fuck her and feel her fall apart.

He's a perfectionist, and you know once he get a bit more confident and knows what he's doing, his meaner side is gonna come out.

Him gradually finding all her weak points, discovering what she responds to.

He's obsessed with bimbofication, taking this intelligent, beautiful girl and fucking her stupid, pinning her to the mattress with his body while he pounds into her, making her come over and over again until her mind is hazy and her body is limp.

And he'd be SO SMUG about it!!

“Does that feel good? Come on answer me, sweetheart, or have I fucked you dumb?”

Pushing his glasses up his nose while he watches his cock move in and out of her.

“Just like that, my perfect girl, my stupid little slut, mine.”

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[endless-ineffabilities]

here to annoy you once more, i know you’ve written smut before but i do not know how comfortable you are with people petitioning smut to you so if it’s uncomfortable then feel free to ignore, but i’ve been thinking about Michael Gavey and how i would just adore to see him touch himself, maybe when they’re making out reader asks him or something like that, that’s my little prompt, again no pressure into writing if uncomfortable!

- yearning anon

Your yearning's never annoying, anon :)

If the horny gremlins in my mind win out, I can produce this drabble later today. I've always had a thing for tall, fit, brunette (dark blonde, in his case) nerdy boys 🤓

Thank you for the prompt!

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[arcielee]

Interview With a Writer

Thank you @st-eve-barnes for going over your Saltburn series with me! Just a reminder, you can view volume 1 & 2 of my ongoing series Interview With a Writer, where these talented individuals allow me to pick their brains over the brilliance behind their writing!

Name: st-eve-barnes

Story: Leverage

Paring: Michael Gavey x Female!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ for explicit content and language. Kissing, oral sex (male receiving), dry humping, hand job, fingering, p in v sex. First kiss and loss of virginity. Experienced reader. Enemies to lovers vibes.

So, when did you start writing?

I guess I have to say as a teenager, though I never shared anything I wrote back then. I still have the notebooks I used to drabble in (in Dutch), it wasn’t very good at all but I guess even back then I had that need to be creative and make my own stories.

I officially started writing fanfic in 2013. I watched Thor the Dark World, fell in love with Loki, made a Tumblr and a whole new world opened. After a few months of reading fanfic, I started writing my own. Again, it wasn’t very good at all but even my bad stories slowly started to find an audience on here, so I stuck with it.

Loki is amazing, just Aemond energy in a different font.

He truly is! I've written different characters since, but the moment I saw Aemond on screen I was transported back to the first time I saw Loki. His intensity, that quiet threat like you don't know what he's going to do next, combined with this, "I was made to be king but my stupid brother is the chosen one."

And a certain sadness, of course. We know they're the villains, but we understand them in a way and can feel their pain. And they are sexy as hell of course ;)

Where did the plot for Leverage come from?

Okay, so first of all, I am someone who never plans an entire plot when I start a fic. I am very much a "make it up as I go along" writer. I start with an idea and a dynamic I want to write between two characters and then I build from there.

For this one I wanted Reader and Michael to have a common goal and a common enemy, something that would push these two different characters to want to work together. I wanted the enemies to lovers vibe but soft. Like, you can tell very early on in the fic that they have empathy for each other. When Reader is crying, Michael softens up easily, and when she sees Michael being vulnerable about not being able to get girls, she feels for him as well.

Their personalities will still clash even after that, but you can (hopefully) feel the connection between them as well. I wanted Ben's threat to loom over them for the entire fic but also never make it the main plot point in every chapter. The main plot for me here was how Michael and Reader could help each other change and grow, and then either accept that change or turn away from it.

Was there anything in specific that inspired your Reader portrayal?

No, not really, I think. I wanted to make her independent and confident, but also a little bit lonely, all traits you can also find in Michael. And anything else, as usual, I make up as I go along. I get to know the characters as I write them and often I'm surprised where they take me. In this fic I think it was Michael who surprised me the most though, he really turned out different than I initially had planned.

Explain your interpretation of Michael. What drives him? How did he differ from what you originally had in mind?

Salburn didn't give us much to work with, and I actually love that because it gives us so much freedom to play with the character.

I went with what the movie did give us: Michael's obvious hatred for the popular privileged kids. It's the reason he initially hates Reader, but warms up to her when he learns that she is actually working for her place at Oxford and she is not a real part of Ben's group. I think he is driven to help her purely because of that common enemy in the beginning.

Then he gets to know her a little and the promise of sex comes into play, which he definitely doesn't say no to. What surprised me in writing him is that I initially planned on writing him as a sub throughout the entire fic, but then half way in the tables started turning and he started taking over control a bit (of the Reader and me as well apparently!). And then suddenly it made complete sense to write him that way, because he would be that overeager student who wants to do well and who does the homework to get it exactly right, it doesn't matter whether it's math or sex, he wants to show how good and smart he is.

Him just accepting his feelings for her so calmly was also something I didn't plan, but just sort of happened as I was writing.

My initial plans there was going to be a big fight between her and Michael right before they would call things off. He would force her to admit her feelings and the sex would turn quite rough; Michael just being Michael and saying a lot of wrong things to her that would eventually shut her down completely. But I never wrote that scene and by the time I got there in the story it didn't seem to fit their characters anymore and it also seemed too heavy for this fic so I let go of that idea.

Do you feel your Reader and Michael complement one another?

I definitely think they complement each other, but I also think they are quite alike in many ways. As I said before, they are both quite confident in different ways and insecure in others.

I do think they complement each other perfectly with Michael being more book smart and focused, while Reader is (a lot) better with people and social skills. I think them being together changes them both for the better cause they can learn from each other's personalities and bring out the best out in each other (but also the worst, of course).

Let's say that in their future they definitely learn to focus on bringing out the best and not the worst in each other ;)

Do you think you'll ever continue their story?

Never say never, but there's no plans to write more for them for now. I don't think I've written many sequels over the years, but I love writing different ideas and dynamics between two characters and once they are together, it's like "my work here is done."

Do you have a personal favorite story (on ao3 or Tumblr) you'd like to share?

My absolute favorite story is from a previous fandom that I'm not in anymore, but I have to share that one as it is the single most beautiful thing I've ever read. It was the fic that pulled me into the fandom. It's a Stucky story and it's called Not Easily Conquered, known as NEC in the fandom.

It will crush your soul and heal you and I will give anyone the same advice I got before I read it for the first time: be prepared because this one will hurt. I cried for like a week after I read it and I don't cry easily so this one should come with a warning. But it is absolutely worth it!

Do you have another story in the works?

The only thing I'm working on right now is a Felix Catton x Reader story called Pretty Little Liars. Two chapters have been posted and I'm working on the next ones, but it may be a while as life has been a bit full on here lately.

Would you like to share a snippet of what's to come?

“I think he has a little crush on you,” you stated while Felix opened the door to his room and let you step inside first. Felix shook his head but the little blush on his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by you. “It’s not like that,” he denied, “He’s just…a bit lost and I’m trying to be his friend.” “You sure that’s all he wants?” “Yeah,” he laughed, “Ollie doesn’t want me, he just wants to be like me.” “If you say so,” you sighed, not convinced. Felix grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you down to sit on the side of his bed, leaning forward to look into your eyes, “Hey, come on, don’t ruin this by becoming jealous.” “I’m not jealous, I’m…concerned.” That wasn’t a lie. Jealousy was never a factor, you knew right from the start that Felix would never truly be yours, you would always have to share him with the rest of the world. And you always accepted that. But the idea of sharing him with Oliver somehow made your blood boil. Felix kneeled down in front of you, eyes locking with yours as his gaze darkened and he smiled that irresistible smile of his. “Now, did you come up here to chat about Ollie, or to get your pussy eaten, hmm? Cause I can’t do both at the same time.” His lips connected with your knee, kissing your skin softly and you bit your lip and sighed deeply, “Fine, I’ll shut up.”

[thought--bubble]

Fic Recs Michael Gavey

Have a few minutes before my hair appointment so i decided to put together my Michael Gavey recs.

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Michael Gavey fic recs

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☣ @sepherinaspoppies☣

Hunger

☣ @anjelicawrites☣

Fun to be Had

The One Looking Out For You

Professor Michael Gavey Drabble (Cringefail throuple Michael/Billy W)

Pi Drabble (Cringefail throuple Michael/Billy W)

Billy's treat drabble (Cringefail throuple Michael/Billy W)

Adult education Drabble (Cringefail throuple Michael/Billy W)

Video Drabble (Cringefail Throuple Michael/Billy W)

First Time Drabble (Cringefail Throuple Michael/Billy W)

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This Party Is Boring .... Wanna Leave?

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Incomprehension

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NSFW Alphabet (Headcannons)

Stuck on you

Pegging Drabble

Hallowed

Last Updated 10/24/24

[kolsmikaelson]

tutoring gone awry

cw ; smutty little thing, obsessive michael gavey, use of a dildo

“c’mon baby,” michaels lips against your neck feel like heaven. “y’can give me one more, i know you can do it.” his legs are spread across your tiny dorm room bed with you placed between them and notebooks and loose pieces of paper scattered all around you. his ankles have yours trapped, keeping your legs spread as he works the dildo into your wet pussy.

what was supposed to be just another tutoring session turned into a messy makeout session turned into michael fucking you with the dildo you keep stashed in the drawer of your bedside table. neither of you were sure how an innocent study session came to this but neither of you cared either. the pressure building in your stomach felt too good for you to. and michael was too obsessed with the idea of making you feel good that he barely cared about the aching pain in his dick.

the slow drag of the silicone against your walls felt nice, but it was nothing compared to when he sped up, and up, and up. he thrust it into you faster than you thought possible. “yeah? y’like that don’t you, baby,” it wasn’t a shock when his long, slender fingers make their way down your body, softly flitting over your collarbones, down to your nipples tugging on them for a moment, before finally they find your clit, rubbing figure eights into it.

before either of you knew it, you were squirting, soaking the bed and papers underneath you. the dildo almost getting pushed from your tightness, until michael pushed it in, all the way to the hilt, before dragging it back out a stuffing it into you again, fucking you through your orgasm. “next time, ‘m gonna do that with my cock, not this stupid fake one. i’ll make sure you don’t have a reason for this thing anymore.”

[fan-goddess]

Hoping that you're feeling better, I'm sliding in with this idea: Michael watches your favourite shows with you, to keep you company and falls asleep midway (he snores a little, he's adorable more than a hassle).

Anjelicawrites

Thank you darling! Am getting better thankfully with the healing powers of paracetamol!

Still, now all I can imagine is him sleeping sort of on me/my shoulder whilst I watch criminal minds or something, and when I’m yelling, “I knew it!” Or some deluded thing like that he just sort of jerks up and sleepily says, “That bastard…” every time. And each time it makes me laugh in fondness and I just kiss him on the head and lips in agreement, whilst he hums in thanks

It’s just so cosy I can’t help but smile

[dontforgetoctober3rd]

Masterlist of my fics so far

Forgot how frustrating writing was but also how much I used to love it (I was churning out fanfics every other day when I was 14 lmaooo)

A lot of them I genuinely pulled out of my ass, a few I had to entirely rewrite before publishing on here and a couple are unfinished BUT this is them! It's a wide variety (Mostly House of The Dragon, my current obsession, but there's other fandoms too!)

Not This Time

A short, Cregan Stark-centric drabble about his grief during Jacaerys' visit to Winterfell. This is a sad, doomed-by-the-narrative fic.

A Piece Of Home

A oneshot Aemond Targaryen X Yi Ti OC fic. Nothing but cute and peaceful domestic fluff!

Come Go With Me

An extremely cheesy, corny, Michael Gavey oneshot where he meets his dream girl at the bread and butter, 'ol reliable of every meet-cute fanfiction: a coffee shop. I love it tho! Tried my best to keep Michael's personality canon compliant (imo)

Life Eternal

A multi-chatper hotd fic based off another incredible hotd fic (which I highly recommend), Second Sons by @avengingangelfanfic .

Status: unfinished

The Lesson

A short Rhaemond (Rhaena X Aemond) drabble where Aemond basically openly simps for his wife Rhaena via caring for her hair and has...issues with how some men perceive that as demeaning. So he handles it lol

Untitled Aemond X Rhaena fic

Pure fluff. I never gave this a title, but all the same here is the summary: Pregnant Rhaena craves limes/lime-flavored things so her husband Aemond of course does everything he can, causing innkeeper Hotpie some difficulties in the process. Hotpie is actually the star of this fic lmao

Untitled Aemond X Rhaena fic 2

More random Rhaemond fluff. A no dance of dragons AU where everyone gets along, the lovely couple is at a ball having a discussion on when is the appropriate time to say the "L" word to someone.

A Keen Eye

A mini Aemond x Rhaena fic that they aren't actually in but it's still about them! It's a bunch of highborn girls gossiping about their marriage.

Untitled Daemon X Rhea Royce fluff

Exactly what it says on the tin. Not really a coherent story but little snippets of their life together if their marriage had been a happy one.

Spillways

A multi-chapter The Gilded Age fic featuring Marian and an OC who is a future Earl! Agnes is also a huge part of this story, I love her character!

Status: unfinished

One Day

Another Gilded Age fanfic, this one is just a little snippet of Bertha's mother's life in Ireland before she married.

He Is

However cheesy you might find my Michael Gavey fic, this oneshot out cheeses it for sure. A crossover Bridgerton/HOTD fic with some Skyrim mentions, it's a timeskip to where Philomena Finch is of age and on the marriage mart. Except, she doesn't want to marry. She wants to write! Aemond also loves to write! Well, well well...and yes, the title is another Ghost song surprise surprise.

[sepherinaspoppies]

sneak peak on the small michael gavey drabble im working on...

might release it in a few hours

She brings herself up from the floor, her knees starting to recuperate from the carpet digging amongst her skin. Standing, she begins to thread her fingers through Michael’s soft sandy hair, appreciating the silkyness of it and the faintest little whines that emitted from his lips before tugging his head back rather abruptly. 

“Would you like a taste of me, Gavey?” She asks, even though she knows the answer. It was why they were here, settled at her dorm. 

Michael nods zestfully, his eyes trailing to her covered core as if he was already undressing her with his eyes.

[targaryenrealnessdarling]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (if you feel like it, no pressure) Spread the self-love 💖 - @moris-auri 💖

I am late on this one but I wanted to do fics I haven't said yet :)

thank you for the ask my lovely! I'll do a mix so I am not repeating myself lol

My first Billy fic I ever wrote, thanks to @ewanmitchellcrumbs great request! I have a soft spot for this one!

An amazing request from @randomdragonfires, still one of my faves I've written!

My first Michael Gavey fic, I love that little nerd and I liked writing sucking him off lol

I fear I will never reach the heights this did 😂

thank you for the ask my love <3