#THEY CAN KISS EACH OTHER BUT JOT OTHERS. BOTH OF THEM LAID DOWN THAT RULE AND BOTH AGREED

[ilikerosesalot]

Thinking abt jambound again (wow shocker). Chap 20. How. How the hell did they manage to get together without getting together. What the hell. What is this situationship even-

[amazingmaeve]

Neck kisses ━ p. parkinson

─ “i love it when you kiss my neck.”

summary ─ y/n loves it when pansy kisses her neck

request ─ a pansy smut requester with the numbers 22 27 29 please 🥺

warnings ─ smut (18+)

a/n ─ love writing for pansy!

word count ─

tags ─ @chokemepansy @faerabella @amourtentiaa @inglourious-imagines

Soft kisses flutter against Y/Ns shoulder as she stares at herself in the mirror. Her hands explore Y/Ns body as she leans her head against Pansys shoulder. Y/Ns breath hitches as Pansys hands trace the top of her skirt. This wasn’t how this started with tender touches; it was much worse.

“I love it when you kiss my neck,” Y/N remembers saying to the Slytherin girl who was too preoccupied sucking and kissing her neck.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to be for Y/N and Pansy. With Pansy being a pure blood with pure blood family who didn’t like muggles, which is what Y/N Y/L/N was. Pansy believed everything her parents told her, until she met Y/N. A bright witch the same age as her that made her heart flutter. Pansy didn’t know why she was feeling like that but she did.

Y/N and Pansy hated each other when they got to Hogwarts, with Pansy being friends with Draco and his little group and Y/N being friends with the golden trio. They despised each other so much that Y/N almost casted a hex on her in their third year when they were saying some crude comments about Harry.

“God I can’t believe how pathetic Potter is,” Y/N heard Pansy say loudly to his friends as she walked down the hallway. She tried her best to ignore them but they just kept getting louder and louder.

“Yeah and his mudblood friends along with the Weasley who looks like he can’t even afford the clothes on his back,” Malfoy smugly retorted looking at Y/N who’s temper just hit ten and felt like she was about to explode at the slytherins. They crossed the line when he mentioned her and Hermiones blood status.

“I know it's too bad those dementors didn’t take them away,” Pansy faked a dreamy sigh Y/N clenched her teeth walking over to the slytherins and took her wand out and pointed Malfoy but Pansy stepped in front of him. “Are you gonna hex me,” She mockingly said.

“Don’t test me Parkinson,” Y/N hissed gripping her wand tighter but deep down she knew she wouldn’t do it and she knew she shouldn’t waste her time on them but they just make her so angry.

“Miss Y/L/N,” Professor McGonagall gasped out of shock at seeing one of her prime students about to hex one of her peers. “What is going on here,” She separated the two girls.

“She was gonna hex me,” Pansy faked a cry as crocodile tears cascaded down her cheeks. Professor McGonagall furrowed her eyebrows in confusion; she knew that Y/N wouldn’t have done this without reason but according to rules she had to be punished. Before Y/N could get a peep out McGonagall stopped her.

“Miss Y/L/N follow me,” McGonagall sternly said then walked away leaving Y/N to glare at the girl in anger before she swiftly followed behind the professor leaving smug slytherins.

That wasn’t their only fight. Over the years they kept making snide comments to each other which led to detention for both or one or the other, depending on the teacher. If it was Snape he would allow Pansy to walk off scott free and Y/N expected it with that teacher knowing he favored his own house.

The attraction towards Y/N didn’t start until their fifth year when she saw Y/N studying in the library. Butterflies erupted in Pansys stomach as she stared at the girl she detested for so long.

Pansy tried to shake that feeling off her since her parents would hate it if she got together with a muggle. But Pansy couldn’t stop staring at Y/N longingly as she studied in the library. The way that she bit her lip in concentration and she flipped the page and jotted notes down for the class. Pansy looked in awe but it soon turned to disgust as she thought the revolting things. She couldn’t like her. She spent these years hating her.

Y/N’s attraction towards Pansy started later that year (5th). She had just finished practice with Dumbledore's army and she caught Pansy looking at her. Once Pansy caught her a blush painted the cheeks of the girl who was starting which made Y/Ns stomach flutter. Why? Y/N thought to herself why is she feeling this way towards a girl she loathed for years.

It kept happening, Pansy staring at her and Y/N staring back which made Pansy look down in embarrassment.

“You’ll be doing this assignment in pairs,” Y/N heard Snape's cold voice which broke her concentration. Snape started to list off the pairs with his usual harsh tone. “.....Parkinson and Y/L/N,” Snape lists and Y/N’s head shot up when she heard her name being said. Of course it was with Parkinson. Once Snape stopped listing everyone went to their respective places while Y/N went to sit next to Pansy who had a sour look on her face.

“Don’t be so mad about it and let’s get this done and over with,” Y/N sneered a glare painted on her face as she got out her book and started to list some of the ingredients off while Pansy just rolled her eyes.

“Can’t believe I got paired with you,” Pansy muttered under her breath and even though under everything she knew that she was kind of happy to be working with Y/N but just didn’t want to admit it.

“You think I’m jumping for joy having to work with you,” Y/N says sarcasm dripping in her voice as she looks up to meet Pansys green eyes. “Because believe me I’d rather work with anyone but you,” She hissed.

For the first time in a while Pansy felt a pang in her heart. She knew she liked Y/N and hearing her say those words made her feel hurt. Like when she got in trouble for messing around with the golden trio but this made her feel even worse.

“Let’s just get this over with,” Pansy muttered her eyes focused on her paper as Y/N looked at her confused. It looked as if she had been sad but what would Parkinson be sad about, they’ve been squabbling ever since first year so why would this hurt her.

Over the next few days Pansy and Y/N have been meeting up for this project and Y/N felt like she was getting closer with the girl. They were joking around more often even though still making snide remarks. Y/N felt her heart race when she had to meet with Pansy.

Her friends often asked if she was okay working with Pansy and she always responded saying that she could handle her.

When the last sessions of them studying Y/N felt almost disappointment as almost though that she would miss working with Pansy. She met with Pansy at her dorm this time instead of her own. Everyone was gone at their classes or in the common room. But Y/N never got over the eerie feeling from the Slytherin common room.

She sat next to Pansy on her bed with green blankets as they finally had finished the assignment the Snape gave them.

“Finally,” Y/N yawned, stretching her arms, feeling her elbows crack. Pansy gave her a tight smile. Before a thought entered her mind this was the last she was going to see Y/N with nice formalities at least. So she decided to make the best out of this situation and lean in and kiss her.

The kiss surprised Y/N as she felt her kiss her, she didn’t respond at first which made Pansy retreat in disappointment but Y/N grabbed the back of her neck and gave her a kiss which surprised her. Of course Pansy kissed back as she put her hands on her hips tenderly massaging them.

The two of them caught for dominance as Pansy finally won and slipped her tongue to let it massage Y/N’s. Y/N moaned into her mouth feeling elated by this kiss. She has never kissed a girl and she has to say it's the best kiss of her life.

“Wow,” Pansy and Y/N said in unison shock going through their veins as they stared at each other with smiles. Pansy hid a smirk while Y/N shyly smiled. They both giggled and started to kiss each other again. That’s as far as it went for that a moment in time they just kissed.

Their first time was much more special.

Pansy and Y/N just kept sneaking around so nobody would catch them. Pansy stopped picking on Y/N and her friends but that didn’t stop Malfoy from doing it though. Even though on opposite sides of their friend group that didn’t stop the passionate moments between the two.

The first time was special to the both of them. It was one night where everyone went out to honeydukes leaving the two of them alone with a few wondering students who were minding their own business.

It was a magical night and after it all laid under the covers pleasured looks on their faces as they intertwined their hands smiles painting their lips. Y/N would never forget that night and neither would Pansy.

Which lead them to the almost the end of the year as they were cooped up in Pansys room where Y/N stood with Pansy behind her kissing her neck. Fingers tracing the hem of her skirt. A happy smile was draped onto Y/N’s as she enjoyed her touch. The tests this year were harder and which made her more stressed. So after every test was done Pansy and Y/N finally got some alone time.

“I just want to please you love,” Pansy whispered in Y/N’s ear making a shiver go down her spine as Pansys fingers finally seeped underneath the fabric of the skirt. Y/N was already soaking from all the teasing that Pansy had done and she smirked feeling her arousal.

“Can you feel what you’re doing to me,” Y/N whimpered as Pansy’s fingers began to circle her clothed clit. Pansy hummed feeling the wetness come in contact with her fingers. She trailed her fingers under the panties and began to softly circle the swollen nub.

Y/N moaned when Pansy made contact with the sensitive part. She hated the effect Pansy had on her. Pansy began to rub faster and faster as Y/N could feel her orgasmt about to approach.

But then abruptly Pansy stopped and removed her fingers from her panties bringing them to her own mouth sucking the juices off them.

“You taste so good love let me get a better one,” Pansy seductively smirked bringing herself to her knees pulling Y/Ns panties down and throwing them across the room and she smirked at Y/Ns shocked reaction. Pansy rubbed Y/Ns thighs soothingly as Y/N herself clench around nothing feeling herself get more aroused. “You ready princess,” She whispered letting her breath fan across her pussy. Her skirt was lifted so it covered Pansy’s head.

Once Pansy’s lips wrapped around the swollen nub Y/N moaned loudly grabbing the back of her head and pulling on her hair. She breathed and moaned loudly as Pansy kept sucking hard on her clit. She trailed her fingers to the inside of her thigh and circled her entrance as Y/N closed her eyes from the pleasure.

Pansy entered her fingers and curled them so they hit her g spot and Y/N almost lurched forward as her fingers came in contact with that spot. And all the while her lips still around the sensitive nub. But not for long as she released her lips and pushed her skirt higher so she could see Y/N’s reaction and what she was doing to her pussy. Y/N clenched around her fingers as she felt herself getting closer and closer.

Pansy kept thrusting her fingers in while her thumb made its way to her clit and began to massage the sensitive nerve.

“I’m gonna cum,” Y/N whined as Pansy rubbed her clit at the perfect pace while her fingers kept thrusting in harder and harder and still kept hitting her g spot.

“Cum all over my fingers like the dirty girl you are,” Pansy said with a smirk on her face while she kept thrust and removed her thumb and brought her lips back to her clit and began to suck as well. That’s all it took for Y/N to moan out Pansy’s name loudly and to see stars

Pansy lapped at her sensitive nerve as Y/N came down from her high. Y/N let out a happy sigh as she finally reached her high. Pansy kissed up her body and made her way towards her mouth.

She wrapped her hands around her cheek and leaned in and kissed. As Y/N kissed her she tasted herself on her lips which made her clench around nothing.

“Don’t worry love we’re not finished yet.”

[sauntered-vaguely-downward]

Swollen. Loki x Reader

Ask anyone to describe Loki and most would say something along the lines of cold, cunning, or wicked. If you asked Tony Stark the answer would quickly slip through his lips, without missing a beat. 

“Evil,” he would spit, not caring to elaborate on that opinion. 

Whoever it was you chose to ask, nobody would describe him as caring, or gentle. Which is why the events of this day brought a great deal of confusion but also warmth to Y/N’s life. 

-

“I am so sorry Y/N!” Bucky called from behind as Steve and Thor supported Y/N’s bruised and battered body. 

“Buck it’s fine, I promise,” she laughed, leaning into Thor as to avoid putting weight on her ankle. 

Bucky and she had been sparing, nothing new there, it was something they had done a million times before. However, this time, she must have lost focus for only a second, which meant when Bucky came hurtling towards her she was by no stretch of the imagination prepared to be thrown across the room by him. As she landed she heard a small snap under her, and when she tried to stand it became very apparent by the pain searing through her left leg that something was not quite right. 

“We’ll take you to Bruce, so he can x-ray you, see if anything is broken. If it is you are actually going to have to rest it Y/N,” Steve said sternly as he held her up with very little effort. “Not like when you broke your elbow and decided to go and train anyway even though you were told not to.”

“I was told to rest the arm, which I did in my defence. I was practising kickboxing, which would have been fine had I not slipped,” she laughed, earning a chuckle from both Thor and Bucky who was still following behind, feeling a little better about the situation now. Steve, however, was unimpressed but had no time to comment as they had finally reached Bruce’s lab. 

Much to everyone's surprise, Loki was standing with Bruce, watching as the scientist jotted down notes on some paper. Hearing the footsteps behind them, the pair turned, both looking concerned as they saw Y/N being essentially carried in by the two men. 

“What happened?” Loki asked quickly, noticing the slight twinge of pain in Y/N’s face as they tried to help her sit. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, it’s probably nothing, Bucky just threw me off a little harder than expected earlier and I landed on my foot a bit awkwardly, and well it made a weird snap noise and those three think I need an x-ray even though I’m sure its nothing,” she smiled, watching as Bruce scurried around the room, rolling out an x-ray machine. 

Looking around at the guys in the room she realised that Loki actually looked very concerned, and that concern grew, even more, when Bruce confirmed everyone's fear in this. 

“You’ve fractured your third and fourth metatarsal,” Bruce sighed, going to the medical supply cupboard in the lab (they never used to have a whole cupboard for medical supplies, but as Tony became more adventurous with his plans, the injuries he sustained were usually a bit more than a bandaid could deal with). “It’s not the worst fracture but it is going to be painful and swell a lot. You’re going to have to stay off that foot for a few weeks too, rest it. Here, this boot will help you move around a bit but I’d prefer it if you stayed off it for as much as possible.” 

“Seriously? We’re meant to be going on a mission tomorrow, I can’t miss it because of some stupid fracture.” 

-

Turns out when Steve is in charge of the mission, she can miss out. Even though she had tried very hard to sneak into the car to help them with the mission, Steve had found her, picked her and her luggage up and took her back into the compound. Protest as she might, Steve decided to just tune her out before rushing back out to head off on the mission. 

She would have usually run after him and the others but right now she was struggling to even stand. 

“Ugh fuck this shit,” she cried as she struggled to walk to the kitchen. Yes, she was capable but damn it fucking hurt when she tried to walk. The boot clearly did not fit at the moment, her foot was too swollen for it to be comfortable. 

She was very hungry and determined to get something to eat, but when she opened the cupboard she realised that anything she wanted to eat was out of reach, so she would have to go on a little climb in order to reach the snacks she wanted. 

“Y/N!” Loki shouted as he saw her attempting to climb onto the worktop to reach the desired snack when he entered the kitchen. “Don’t do that, you stupid human! You’re meant to be resting,” without much thought for it he picked her up, from the counter and carried her back over to the sofas in the living room. Plonking her down on the sofa with a soft thud he removed the boot on her foot and took it with him as he went to retrieve the snack she had wanted. “Your foot is far too swollen to be in this.” 

“Hey! Give me back my boot! I can’t walk without it!” 

“Exactly! I was there yesterday, Bruce told you only to use it if it was really necessary, so until such a time I will keep hold of the boot and be your legs while you rest,” he huffed, bringing back the snacks along with some drinks. 

“Why do you care? You're the god of lies and mischief, surely you of all people would understand that rules are made to broken,” she smirked. 

“I care because it's you, Y/N you're the only person in this whole world I don’t despise, so I need you in the best condition,” he stated plainly, as though this was something she already knew. 

“Didn’t realise that,” she muttered, a small blush creeping across her face. Loki had always been relatively pleasant to her, and thinking on it, in comparison to everyone else, she was the only person he was ever nice to. She hadn’t thought much about it until now, but the idea of being the only person he could tolerate was a rather wonderful feeling. “Thank you then, for tolerating me more than everyone else.” 

“You’re easy to tolerate,” he smiled. “Now, seeing as you are meant to keep off the foot, and I believe everyone else has disappeared on a mission, I will be your legs until the swelling goes down and you're able to walk properly with the boot.” 

Loki did just that. He became her legs while her foot was too swollen to fit into the boot. Everything she needed he brought to her, never leaving her side. He helped her shower (she wore her bikini so he could help), carried her to and from her bedroom, made her meals and drinks. Anything she needed, he was there to provide it. 

In the few days that passed, Y/N and Loki spent all their time together. Loki would read to Y/N as while she laid in his lap. Y/N showed Loki the wonders the world had to offer through documentaries like Planet Earth. 

When Y/N could finally walk again (still with the boot though), she found herself missing Loki. The time they had spent together had been unexpected, but wonderful. She found herself falling a little for the trickster god, and while she did not yet know it, he had felt the same for a very long time. 

She decided to buy Loki a gift as a thank you for taking care of her. It wasn’t anything major, if she had the ability to go for a full day out shopping it would probably be better, but she knew he would love it none the less. It was an illustrated version of The Hobbit (a book in which Loki had begun reading while he was looking after her. She wrapped it neatly in a beautiful emerald wrapping paper before making her way to Loki’s room. Knocking, she was quickly met with a happy looking Loki on the other side of the door. 

“Y/N,” he grinned, welcoming her in and urging her to take a seat. “To what do I owe this pleasure?” 

“I wanted to say thank you, for looking after me,” she smiled softly, handing him the green gift. “You didn’t have to look after me for as long as you did, you were so kind, I loved spending time with you, and I honestly can’t thank you enough so I got you a little something.” 

Opening the gift, a wide grin spread across his face. His hands run over the cover, feeling the art beneath them. 

“Y/N this is wonderful,” without really thinking, he leant down to give her a kiss, one which Y/N happily (a little surprised, however) responded too, her heart leaping in her chest when his hand softly held the side of her face. Pulling back, both had a soft blush on their cheeks, smiles wide across their faces. 

“You liked it that much, huh?” She giggled.

“Very much,” he said, kissing her once more. “Perhaps I could read some more to you now?” 

“I would love that.” 

Neither were quite sure where this would go, but right now both were happy in each other's arms, Y/N listening as Loki read of lands far from their own.

[lilac-bellfrog]

It's almost midnight, but I just finished watching Sleeping Beauty and my mind is doing the inevitable, so here we are. I don't have time to write actual fic but I did want to jot this idea down.

Ironqrow AU based loosely off of Sleeping Beauty (but maybe a bit more industrial, as I want Ironwood's prosthetics in tact) where Qrow, after being kept as Salem's pet crow and right hand for so long, finally escapes her captivity. After spending a day or so meandering in the woods, he runs into James, who is on his way to the distant castle to awaken the Sleeping Beauty to whom he has been betrothed for years (Glynda, Winter, Ozpin, take your pick lol).

James recognizes him as Salem's right hand and is initially distrustful. However, Qrow knows the way there and has the benefit of flight for scouting, so James makes Qrow accompany him. In exchange, James will spare his life and may offer some compensation when everything is done and Salem is defeated (Qrow is plenty capable in a fight, but having just escaped from Salem, he wasn't in great shape at the time).

They end up going on a trek across the moors and on the way, begrudgingly learn to accept each other before something more romantic begins to bloom. However, between the threat of Salem's forces constantly hunting them down, James's sense of duty, and Qrow's neverending barrage of misfortune, they both have their doubts about what the future holds, and know that a relationship is unlikely, so they mostly try to suppress their longing.

(On the way, I like to think they run into the rest of the show's cast, and maybe some even tag along to help James get to the sleeping heir. There's also the usual fare like tending to each others' wounds, discussions around Qrow's bird ability, a dash of conflict and snark here and there, etc.)

They get to the castle finally, and neither Ironwood nor Qrow can wake the heir. They worry it's because of their own attachment to one another, though this is not the case (idk, maybe true love's kiss is bogus).

They're back at square one, though their attachment for each other has now been laid bare as they admit it may be getting in the way. It's nice to have it off of their chests, but the fact that this may be dooming the kingdoms looms heavy enough that it's disquieting all the same.

As they mull over their options, Salem storms the castle, we get our big dragon climax or smth because that's the best part of the movie let's be real, and the heir awakens with Salem now gone.

The heir now rules over the kingdom alone (or with the companion of your choosing lol) and Qrow and James, hailed as heroes, get their happy ending together.

I feel like there's more I could explore here but aksjflsl I have work tomorrow so I'm going to bed.