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thesweetestofdreams ยท 2 days ago
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hey gorgeous! I was thinking abt a reader who is a bit of a gym rat and her and James become friends in the gym and every day after the gym he tells rem and siri abt this girl and then one day they all meet somewhere (maybe like grocers i dont know) and the other boys fall in love and then next time they are at the gym James asks her to go on a date with all of them in hogsmeade or something cute like that and they all start going out!!!! Obviously just ignore if that sounded horrific, love you!!๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž
poly!marauders x reader
A/N: OMg thank you so so much for your request!! I canโ€™t tell you how excited it made me and youโ€™re so incredibly kind! I really hope you enjoy and I hope I did your idea justice. Also let me know if youโ€™d want a part two. I have some ideas!
You poke your head around the corner, eyes searching until you find him. A brick wall of a human, well more like a Greek god. You wave when Jamesโ€™ eyes meet yours in the mirror. He drops his weights and you try not to look at his arms, his hands.ย 
"You're going lighter," you tease instead, gesturing to his abandoned weights.ย 
"And you're late." He smiles at you.
"Ugh, I know." Little does he know you were obsessing over every part of your outfit and fussing with your hair. You were down bad, but you knew you couldn't be blamed entirely. You'd seen the looks of other girls, and guys, in the gym whenever James was around, yet somehow you seemed to have garnered his attention.
It all started when he saved you from an unsavory man at the bench press. You'd asked him to spot you, but apparently, he had taken that as more of an invitation than it was. He'd followed you around the gym the entire time, ranting on and on about aspects of himself that he thought made him attractive. After a half-hour of cold shoulder, he still didn't back off. He kept trying to put his hand on your waist, persistently asking for your phone number.ย 
"Take a hint dude," James said, pulling the man's hand off your waist. He tried to brush James off saying something about how you wanted him there. James made eye contact with you and the look you gave was all he needed. "Seriously man, shove off." Finally, after a particularly withering look from James, the man backed off cursing you for being a tease.ย 
"Thanks," you said, a hand pressed to your lips, clearly shaken. The whole thing made him incredibly angry. He watched your gaze follow the man across the gym, nervous.
"I'm at the weights if you want to join." The rest was history. Since then James made the gym a safe place for friendly competition and you wouldn't trade it for the world. Even if you did dream of the idea of having something more.ย 
James had been pretty transparent from the beginning about his relationship. The way he talked about them you felt like you practically knew his boyfriends. He talked about the two almost every chance he got. The way he lit up each time you asked about them, you could tell he loved them.ย 
"Oh don't let me forget I have something for you," he said from his station at the treadmill next to you. "I was telling Remus about that book you were telling me about, and he said he had one you might like."ย 
The idea of him talking about you in his home to his boyfriend made your head swim. "You were talking about me?" you half laugh half puff.ย 
"Of course," he said looking at you like it was the silliest question in the world. "I talk about them when I'm with you."ย 
By the end of it you were both sweaty messes, but you still let him hang an arm on your shoulder as you left.ย 
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That night James is cooking dinner, and he canโ€™t get his mind off of you. โ€œI'm telling you guys. She's borderline angelic. I mean how can anyone look that good after a workout for real?โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™ve seen you after a good workout Jamesie,โ€ Sirius says, eyes salacious across the kitchen island.ย 
Pointedly ignoring him, James continues, โ€œSheโ€™s just so nice, the sweetest really. I wish you guys could meet her.โ€ He strains noodles over the sink, the steam clouding his glasses.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m sure sheโ€™s lovely, and probably twice as gorgeous as you described, but Remus and I do not do gyms, dear.โ€ย 
โ€œYou could always invite her for dinner,โ€ Remus says, stirring sauce on the stove.ย 
โ€œOh yeah, come on over to my flat and meet my boyfriends even though we never really see each other outside the gym and I could totally be a murderer for all you know.โ€
โ€œBut youโ€™re not a murderer,โ€ Sirius laughs.ย 
โ€œAnd how is she supposed to know that?โ€ James pours the pasta into the sauce as Remus stirs.
โ€œIf youโ€™re too shy to ask, thatโ€™s fine love,โ€ Remus says, knowing exactly what heโ€™s doing.ย 
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You think the grocery stockers are out to get you. Your favorite granola is always on the highest shelf and this time itโ€™s pushed back ungodly far. You're about to climb the shelves when you hear someone behind you.ย 
โ€œI can help,โ€ the man says. Of course he has to be drop dead gorgeous with honey brown hair and a worn sweater.ย 
โ€œThanks,โ€ you say, trying not to fumble over yourself.ย 
โ€œOi Moony, they had your ice cream,โ€ you hear from down the aisle, and to your surprise, you know that voice.ย 
โ€œJames?โ€ you call peering over the shoulder of the man trying to hand you your granola. When you see the dark haired man next to James the pieces start to fall into place. Thereโ€™s James next to what has to be Sirius and the man in front of you must beโ€ฆ
โ€œRemus, I see youโ€™ve met y/n,โ€ James says walking to the two of you. โ€œHe must be putting the moves on you. He would just let us struggle.โ€ James winks at you. Remus, on the other hand, is still reeling from your smile. It was like watching the way he feels when he sees James and Sirius played out right on your pretty features.ย 
Your almost star struck. It feels like meeting celebrities the way James talks about them. โ€œItโ€™s nice to meet you,โ€ you say, smiling wide, hugging the granola to your chest. โ€œJames talks about you all the time.โ€ Itโ€™s a funny feeling to have faces to add to all the stories youโ€™ve heard before.ย 
โ€œFunny, we could say the same thing,โ€ Sirius says, giving James a look you donโ€™t quite understand.ย 
โ€œSirius was starting to get jealous,โ€ Remus jokes.ย 
โ€œYeah, of James,โ€ Sirius says, winking at you. His flirtatious persona falters for a second when you laugh. Heโ€™s caught by the sound, and once it's over he already wants to hear it again. James was right, you're magic. โ€œWhoโ€™d have thought weโ€™d find an angel in the cereal aisle of all places.โ€
โ€œOr the gym.โ€ James smiles.ย 
Theyโ€™re flirting with you. It feels nice you have to admit, but itโ€™s starting to make your cheeks burn and your head spin.
โ€œItโ€™s been so lovely to meet you,โ€ you say to them both, โ€œbut sadly I have to run.โ€ Itโ€™s almost like they deflate.ย 
โ€œIโ€™ll see you tomorrow?โ€ James asks, expectant.ย 
โ€œOf course,โ€ you smile, โ€œdonโ€™t be late, itโ€™s leg day.โ€ He gives a dramatic groan, but you see his smile never falter.ย 
As you leave you hear James say, โ€œI told you.โ€ย 
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James is all smiles the next day, well heโ€™s usually pretty smiley, but he seems particularly bright today. You got there early just to tease him but his expression winds you.ย 
โ€œHow are you?โ€ James always asks like he truly wants to know.ย 
You set your shoulders, hands on your hips, โ€œready to crush you.โ€ He answers with a hearty laugh and you fall into the same comfortable routine youโ€™re used to. First is warm up squats.ย 
โ€œRemus and Sirius were quite taken with you.โ€ You try to stamp down the butterflies in your stomach. Itโ€™s not really working.ย 
โ€œMe? Youโ€™re the ones who could be models.โ€ You hope your flustering comes across closer to being winded. You notice James has stopped and now heโ€™s just standing at your side. โ€œFlattery doesnโ€™t get you out of squats James,โ€ you say pointing a finger to the ground.
โ€œActually I wanted to ask you something,โ€ he says, he looks shy for once, a hand pulling at the back of his neck. You feel your stomach swoop, but youโ€™re not trying to get your hopes up.ย 
โ€œOf course,โ€ you say, feeling somewhat like a deer in headlights.ย 
โ€œWell, we were wonderingโ€ฆ I mean Iโ€™ve been meaning to ask you for a while now, but now theyโ€™re really on me. Anyways,โ€ his gaze meets yours, โ€œwould you like to go out sometimeโ€ฆ with us?โ€ย 
โ€œLike a date?โ€ you ask wide-eyed.
โ€œYeah,โ€ he smiles, โ€œOnly if youโ€™d want to though.โ€ Youโ€™ve never seen him actually look nervous before. Itโ€™s endearing really, charming even.
โ€œYes,โ€ you say, youโ€™re practically bouncing on your feet, newly energized. โ€œIโ€™d really like that.โ€ย 
James smiles wide, itโ€™s a smile he wears with his whole face, crinkling eyes and dimpled cheeks. Just like that James is critiquing your form and things are back to normal, but really they probably just changed forever.ย 
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Hogsmeade is bustling with Autumn. Leaves flood the sides of the streets from where they flutter off stray branches. Itโ€™s like a scene from the movies except youโ€™re in it and the scene is yours. You could be floating for all you know.ย 
Sirius is just as charming as James said. The four of you come upon a wishing well, and Sirius declares that you have to toss it over your shoulder for the wish to come true. After four successful tosses he looks at you conspiratorially. โ€œWhatโ€™d you wish for?โ€ He smiles at you with a tilt of his head like he thinks he could guess, and you feel a blush burning your cheeks.ย 
โ€œShe canโ€™t tell you, Pads, it wonโ€™t come true,โ€ Remus says, shaking his head as he falls into step behind you. Remus asks you about the book he recommended. Bashful, you confess you havenโ€™t finished. He feigns shock but itโ€™s short lived.ย 
โ€œThatโ€™s okay, no spoilers then, for now.โ€ He points a finger in warning. โ€œI canโ€™t make any promises for next time.โ€ Next time, you really like the sound of next time.ย 
As the night marches forward and the weather grows colder you find yourselves in the three broomsticks, steaming butterbeer warming you from the inside out. Talking to them is borderline dizzying. Youโ€™ve never had such undivided attention. Remus listens to everything you say like heโ€™s taking notes, and Sirius like heโ€™s drinking you in, hanging off of everything you say. He has a sharpness to his eyes that would be intense if he wasnโ€™t practically melting into James. James smiles like he has everything in the world.
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undertale-fic-librarby ยท 2 months ago
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I have been searching day and night for fanfics were nightmare becomes uncorrupted and his gang just stays with him! At this point I don't care if there's ships or angst, I just need something!! Pls!
- gets on my hands and knees and starts crying -
Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!
The sweet lilac behind the cold cyan by Ehawee (Teen And Up, Complete)
What if the corruption that invaded Nightmare's mind after eating the apples disappeared? When he woke up after a long sleep Nightmare found himself in a place he didn't know. He couldn't sense his brother or mother anymore and was covered in some weird goo. The last thing he remembers was the fight he had with the villagers that wanted the apples. Will he be able to go home back to his family? Does he even trully want it?
I Don't Care About You by The_Writer_0f_M3 (Teen And Up, Incomplete)
I read I don't need you anymore, and I really want to write something about this because the concept is amazing. I would recommend reading the original work as I will just continue where it left off. I plan to work on this the most I can.
The New Guardian by undeified_disowned (General Audiences, Incomplete)
The Stars have succumbed to the darkness. But the twins have forgotten about the balance. We haven't. He has betrayed us in the worst way, and we will pay him back in kind. A new Guardian of Pฬถฬบฬˆฬฬˆฬฟอ oฬดฬ ฬฬฒอ†อ‚ฬฝฬˆฬอ‹sฬตฬชฬฆฬฎฬฬคอ›ฬ‘อ›อ…รฌฬทฬ—อ‡อ‹ฬฝฬอ’ลฃฬทฬ˜ฬญฬ อ‡ฬฝแธฏฬทฬ›อ•ฬฑฬฃฬฏฬพvฬถฬŸฬปฬฎอ–ฬ“ฬˆฬ‰ฬ‘ฬŠฬŽอœแป‹ฬทฬขฬกอ™ฬฒฬ—ฬ‹อ—ฬƒtฬถฬ ฬ™ฬœฬฬฬ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝฬถฬขฬนฬณฬ‘ will suffice. (Originally posted on Quotev) [Fallen Stars Fic]
The Inevitability of Change by PerpetuallyTired_PT (Teen And Up, Incomplete)
Change is a force that has toppled empires and left gods drowning in the seas of time. Many fight against it, only to be bitterly defeated. Others accept it and flow along the ever shifting tides. Nightmare and his gang are aware of both the good and bad that change can bring. They are the byproducts of irreversible change, and have come to accept their new lots in life even while they fight. But sometimes change is unpredictable and your current life becomes forfeit. Corruption flows and reveals ivory bones, but he was never given an opportunity to change, was he?
Passive skeleton tries to boss around his mass murdering Gang by StrelitziaMystery1097 (Not Rated, Complete)
Passive Nightmare post Dream becoming Shattered Dream tries to figure out wtf can he do to fix his brother. But he first has to figure out how to deal with his corrupted self's gang of multiverse murderers. Yay.
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reiderwriter ยท 1 year ago
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Little Angel
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Pairing: Spencer Reid ร— virgin!fem reader
Genre: SMUT, some fluff, a little tiny smidge of angst. MINORS DNI 18+
Summary: As the youngest and most innocent member of the BAU, they all take care of their little angel. When they find out just how innocent you are, though, one member takes his possession to the next level. You're his little angel, and he's determined to have you.
Warnings: loss of virginity, loss of innocence, degradation, pet names, oral sex, thigh riding, fingering, cum marking, love bites, Spencer is territorial and possessive, Dom! Spencer Reid, PinV sex, mentions breeding, but he pulls out.
A/N: We've reached Day 8 of kinktober! It's our second "long" fic, meaning there's a bit more plot to this, and the smut scene is longer too (WC is almost 7k!) I hope you love this one just as much as I did... The kinktober masterlist can be found here, and my regular masterlist is here too! If you want something specific, my requests are open โค๏ธ
Your first three months with the BAU were a blur, and for good reason. Endless cases, back-to-back, interrupted only by the slight hint of a weekend or the ever possible death row interview. You were tired, stressed, and afraid to walk home alone at night, and absolutely satisfied. As far as you were concerned, it was all worth it to get these monsters off the streets, to help save their victims and to find out what made them tick. There was nothing else you'd rather be doing.ย 
The team had helped you settle in well, too. You'd joined the team after Alex Blake had left - she'd recommended you actually from the college seminars you'd taken with her. You were obviously lacking a bit of experience, so they took on two team members, and you and Kate Callahan had the great opportunity of both being the newbie. But you had a slight disadvantage of age, coming in as the youngest member of the team. You thought that might be why you'd settled in so well, in all honesty.ย 
Hotch and Rossi were both protective in a fatherly way. Hotch pushed you and Rossi encouraged you and that was everything you needed from them. A strong pat on the back at the end of a case and a "you did good, kid," and whatever hell they'd pushed you through, it was worth it. Morgan's tough love was brotherly, but he did a great job at getting you to relax on and off the case, reminding you to not take the work home. JJ and Kate were great mentors. It wasn't easy being women in the FBI, let alone the unit that specifically looked into some of the most misogynistic killings, rapes and abductions in the world. They both gave you tips about how to handle condescending officers, and JJ had held your hair back after you'd puked your guts up on a particularly harrowing day in the field. With Penelope, friendship was easy, and you loved talking to her about whatever hyperfixation you were on that week, loving that there was someone on your team that had filled their life with genuine joy in the face of so much horror.ย 
And Spencer. Honestly, you were beginning to think that you'd used Spencer as a human stuffed toy a bit too much.ย 
You don't know how it happened at first, just that after one of your first few cases, you'd been so elated to find a victim alive, safe but traumatised, that you'd thrown yourself into his arms the minute you got back to the precinct.ย 
"We did it, I thought she was going to be dead, Spencer but she isn't." Your head was pressed into his chest, you were almost surprised he even heard them, muffled as they were. If you weren't so elated, you'd have noticed the way he'd stiffened at your touch, panicking slightly before awkwardly wrapping his arms around you, too. But you pulled away before you could notice that he wasn't really used to any physical comfort, bouncing off to write up your case report.ย 
Spencer noticed, though. Noticed how the heat of your body made him feel comforted, the way his heart rate increased to 125 BPM from it's base rate and didn't fall back to normal for another half hour. He noticed that you smelt like jasmine and patchouli, and more importantly, he noticed that he didn't really care if you touched him, and that was new.ย 
It became a kind of ritual for you, finding him after a case and folding into his arms to celebrate. They were friendly hugs, after all, a sign that you'd been through hell together, and you'd made it through like avenging angels. They only lingered longer when the cases went badly. You turned to crying in his arms after you'd discovered the body of a dead street girl, Veronica, in pieces in the house of an unsub who'd committed suicide by cop moments earlier.ย 
"I told her she'd be safe if she talked to us, Reid. I told her we'd protect her, that I'd protect her." You were so hurt by that failure that he'd had to drive you home that night, holding your hand the entire way so you didn't feel so alone, left to fester in your guilt.ย 
The rest of the team had begun teasing you about the hugs, but you'd brushed them off. You hugged everyone else too, and you knew for a fact that Penelope hugged every member of the team, so there was nothing special going on between you and Spencer. No one had deigned to inform you of Spencer's germophobia and aversion to touch.ย 
"Gonna tell me what that's all about?" Morgan asked Spencer as you bounced away from a hug one day, leaving to remove your FBI vest.ย 
"What what's all about?" He replied coldly, turning away to remove his own vest, replacing it with his blazer.ย 
"What, you don't have a statistic for how many germs are passed between people during a hug, Kid, come on, you were practically smelling her hair." The older man's eyebrows raised in a question again, but Spencer continued to blow him off.ย 
"I hug people all the time, it's not a big deal." He shrugged.ย 
"It took you four years to return one of Penelope's hugs, and you still only do that on special occasions. That's not all the time."ย 
"Derek, just drop it. There's nothing going on, she justโ€ฆ She just does it sometimes."ย 
It was when you'd hugged him in the middle of the office, without a case to use as an excuse, that you noticed an underlying tension in the office. You were all celebrating, of course, Callahan had just announced her pregnancy, and you were all so happy for her. You'd heard the happy news and instantly turned and thrown yourself into Spencer's arms. Even you weren't sure why, not even questioning it until you saw the awkward glances on the other profilers' faces. You brushed it off by rushing to give each of them hugs, and running out in a mad flush, needing air, or water or something to get you out of what was looking more and more like an interrogation room.ย 
A few cases later, the entire team headed to O'Keefe's to celebrate.ย 
"To another case successfully solved," Morgan toasted, and you all joined him, lifting your glasses in triumph.ย 
"To the wonders of non-alcoholic beer," chimed in Kate, leaving you all laughing together. The booth was small, and as usual, you'd found yourself sat right in the arms of Spencer Reid. You hadn't intended it, honestly, having slightly avoided him recently, but you'd followed Penelope into her side of the circular table, and Reid had followed you. You were sat squished between them, your arms resting awkwardly on your lap between drinks.ย 
"Okay, a night of drinking is slightly boring without some games to spice things up, what do you say, hot chocolate?" Penelope said, addressing Morgan who was on her other side.ย 
"I'm all ears, baby girl. What were you thinking?"ย 
"How about twenty questions? We already know a lot about each other, let's see what we don't know?" Kate suggested, thriving off of the knowledge that as the sole sober member present, she'd hold all the cards tomorrow.ย 
"What, how is asking questions a game?" Reid questioned jokingly from beside you. "That's just an interrogation or a therapy session, there's no winner or loser."ย ย 
Already slightly buzzing from your drink, you turned to him and out your fingers in his lips, shushing him.ย 
"No time for logic in matters of the bottle, Spencer. Let's play." He pulled your fingers off him, but nodded, holding them in his grip still as you turned back to the table.ย 
"I'll start! JJ, are you and Will thinking of having more baby LaMontagne's?" Penelope jumped at the chance to probe her teammate, and you laughed at her enthusiasm.ย 
"There have been discussions, but I'll not confirm or deny yet." JJ said, taking a sip of her drink as she slyly avoided a direct answer.ย 
"I always forget why you were so good with the press, Miss No Answers. Okay, your turn to ask a question."ย 
"Okay, Morgan. Are you thinking of popping the question to Savannah anytime soon?"ย 
"Did she send you?" He laughed and took a drink. "If I do, she'll be the first to know."ย 
The game went back and forth like this for a few rounds before Penelope turned the spotlight back to you.ย 
"Okay, Y/N. You were a college student recently, I know you've got some wild stories. Where's the craziest place you've ever done it?" You knew Penelope didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. She was just an open person.ย 
But you shifted in your seat nonetheless, trying to figure out if you could answer or even if you would. Your tongue was a bit looser than you expected though, because before you could even finish thinking you just blurted it out.ย 
"Nowhere."ย 
The others blinked at you slightly before Penelope dived in with another question.ย 
"Is that Nowhere, Oaklahoma, or you're just not having sex in crazy places?"ย 
"No. I'm notโ€ฆ I'm not having sex. Period. Never have." You felt yourself shrink as the other members of the team awkwardly apologised for probing you so much. Really it wasn't that big of a deal, and it wasn't as if you were saving it for religious or moral reasons. But you'd not been the most popular teenager, and you'd started studying serial killers and sociopaths so early that you really hadn't wanted to get so intimate with someone else like that.ย 
Unbeknownst to you, Spencer's grip on his own drink had tightened ever so slightly, his heart race had picked up again, and suddenly the hand that was holding yours suddenly let you go, quietly dropping your fingers like they were glowing cinders, and he was dripping in gasoline, waiting to ignite.ย 
Lust. He felt sick with himself for the images that were suddenly flashing through his mind now that he knew you'd never been held in that way, trying not to fantasise about you underneath him, holding him, begging him, feeling all of him. He took another swig of his drink and politely excused himself to get another as he let himself catch some air, as the sudden realization that he wanted you - and had wanted you for quite some time now - finally hit him.
The next couple of weeks were normal, and you were thankful to have that discussion behind you. No one treated you differently, acted like you were more of a child than before, asked you how your dating life was or set you up on blind dates, which was really refreshing actually. You'd let some friends know previously, and that's all they'd done, surprised that you could live ignorant to wonders of sex without shrivelling up and dying.ย 
The only thing that was different was Spencer. And that wasn't really difference so much as growing more comfortable with each other. He'd rest his hand on the small of your back now in support sometimes, or have a hand slung over the back of your chair when sitting together. He was constantly at your side, especially if you were around male suspects or officers who'd taken a bit of a ballsy approach.ย 
You liked it, probably a bit too much. You gravitated towards him in a room filled with people, and found yourself hugging him more often, when you left a room, when you entered one, when he looked like he needed it. Which, recently, was all the time. A month went by with this increased comfort level, and soon you found yourself feeling wrong if his hands weren't on you.ย 
He stood close to you all the time, and you noticed the stares you were getting from everyone else. A few officers who'd approach you would apologise to him when they noticed him at your back, hand on your hip as he pulled you away.ย 
After one case, you could even swear that you felt more than him than you were expecting. He'd moved away slightly in between one of your hugs, but you'd pulled his arms back around you and stepped closer, pressing your back against his chest, letting your head rest on his arms. Something hard and long wedged up against your ass, and in a split second he was pulling away before you could ask him about it. He excused himself, and you felt your body burn up. It was Spencer, it was just Spencer and that wasn't because of you, it was some other reason.ย 
Spencer didn't know what he was doing. He grew more possessive over you by the day, and he'd honestly nearly bitten the head off an officer who asked him for your number.ย 
"Sorry, she doesn't have a phone."ย 
"But I saw her with one earlier. Look I get it she's FBI, and you guys are-"ย 
"Okay, so she's not interested."
"Hey, why don't you let her decide that wise guy?"ย 
"Oh sure, get angry I'm sure she'd love that. She's not interested, she has me." He couldn't help himself from getting in the officers face at that, and Morgan had to pull him back from the edge.ย 
"Wow, wow, hey, calm down." The officer stormed out, and he felt triumphant for only a second before Morgan rounded on him.ย 
"Whatever this thing you've got going on, Spencer, you need to get it out of your system as soon as possible." His voice was low and stern, throwing a glance over his shoulder to where you were sitting, staring confusedly through the glass at Spencer, whose eyes refused to move from your own.ย 
" I just wanted him to back off, she doesn't like him like that."
"No, you wanted him to back off because you've marked her like some animal marking its territory. She's not your prey, Spencer, she's our team member, now you're gonna have to get your act together and leave her alone, because we've got work to do."ย 
Sighing and throwing his hands through his hair again, he finally looked away from you and gathered his breath. He wanted to stop this too, this horrible perverted feeling of needing his hands on you, wanting to possess you day and night. To protect you. He just wasn't sure if he was strong enough to do that.ย 
The next time you all went to O'Keefe's he certainly tried. You expected him to follow you into the booth again - he didn't, sitting opposite you next to JJ. You expected him to talk to you or look at you for more than a second at a time - he didn't, avoiding most conversations entirely and keeping his eyes fixed on the bar. You certainly expected him to still be sat at the table when you returned from the bathroom, ready to slip into the seat beside him, force him to talk to you. Instead he was gone, and you scanned the rest of the bar trying to locate him.ย 
Something green and vile jumped you when you finally locked onto him, stood at the bar, surrounded by other women. Surrounded was maybe an exaggeration, as there were really only two of them, but they were practically draping themselves over him, and for some reason that set something alight inside of you.ย 
You watched them for a moment, how one of them trailed a hand up his arm as he shuddered away from their touch, the other pressing herself against the bar so her chest pushed up dramatically. The green bile in your throat carried your feet forwards, and before you knew it, you were clearing it from your throat to grab their attentions.ย 
"Spencer, there you are!" You brightened your tone specifically, as you locked eyes with his panicked ones. The two girls looked you up and down as you moved closer, brushing past them to climb up right into his lap on the barstool, pulling his arm around you as you pressed your ass into his crotch.ย 
"Are you going to introduce me to your new friends?" The smile didn't reach your eyes as you let your back rest against his chest comfortably, watching the women to see their reactions. The one touching him pulled her arm back instantly, and the other readjusted her dress before they both left silently, carrying their glasses back to wherever they came from.ย 
You watched them leave a little triumphantly before the green faded, and you realised what you had done.ย 
"Y/Nโ€ฆ?" His voice was hesitant in your ear, and you shivered slightly before pushing off of him.ย 
"I'm so sorry, Spence, it just- itโ€ฆ looked like you were hard." You panicked again, pushing closer to him. "No, like you were in a hard situation, not that you were," your hand accidentally dropped to his crotch as you spoke your final words: "Hard."
He twitched beneath you as you finally looked down to where your hand was, as his mouth opened to say something.ย 
"Y/Nโ€ฆ" was all you heard before you turned around, and fast walked to the entrance, picking your bag up quickly on the way, and then sprinted the second the cold air hit your face.ย 
You cursed yourself inwardly as you ran the three blocks more to your apartment, thankful that you were at least in walking (or apparently running) distance. What the hell had you been thinking? Practically sexually harassing one of your coworkers like that, grabbing his dick, albeit accidentally.ย 
You slammed your door shut behind you, leaning against it and sliding to the floor as you finally accepted that whatever this was with Reid, it wasn't friendship for you anymore. And you weren't sure if it had ever been.ย 
With your head between your legs, arms wrapped tightly around yourself, you started replaying each moment with him, each touch from the very first. How even the memory of a brush past you could excite a fire in your heart, a heat between your legs growing by the second.ย 
You wanted to crawl pathetically into bed and not think about him until the next morning at work,ย  but fate, or Doctor Spencer Reid, had other plans.ย 
The knock at your door was sudden and incessant, the banging starting loud, and staying consistent until you tentatively pulled it open.ย 
He was stood there, chest heaving, looking down at you, sweat coating his forehead.ย 
"Can Iโ€ฆ Come in?" He asked, and you nodded, too stunned at his sudden appearance to tell if this was real or just your fantasy becoming a little too realistic.ย 
He thanked you for letting him inside, and you showed him inside, guiding him to he couch, where you took a seat opposite him.ย 
"I wanted to make sure you were okay, you left in a rush andโ€ฆ" He trailed off, eyes flicking down to your lips. His Adam's apple bobbed with his swallow, and you watched it yourself, trying to avoid meeting his eyes, as if you were a schoolgirl about to get in trouble with a disappointed teacher.ย 
"I'm okay."ย 
"Okay, that's great, that'sโ€ฆ Great." His breaths caught up to him, and he took another deep breath and a swallow before continuing. "How about we continue that game from last time. Twenty questions?"ย 
You'd do anything to stop him walking out of that door, but you felt too shy to touch him again, even in the friendly ways you were used to, so you eagerly accepted.ย 
"Yes, thatโ€ฆ That sounds fun, thank you."ย 
"Okay. Question one. Do you know why I'm here?" He asks as he shifts closer to you, still not touching, but at a proximity where it would be natural to accidentally brush against one another.ย 
"N-No. But I might have an idea." He nodded at your response before moving on to his next question.ย 
"Question two. Are you a virgin?" He didn't trip or stumble over the words, pushing them out slowly and delicately so as not to offend.ย 
"Yes." The lump in your throat was thick, almost as if he'd put something there that you couldn't help but choke on.ย 
"Question three. Do you want to remain a virgin?"ย 
You shook your head no, following it with your voice seconds later as he stood up from his seat, putting some distance between you.ย 
"Question four. Do you feel intoxicated or drunk right now?" He held himself still as you sat on the very edge of your chair, desperate to feel his hands on you now.ย 
"No, I only had one sip at the bar beforeโ€ฆ" He held up a hand to silence you, and you did.ย 
Question five. Answer me honestly. Do you like it when I touch you?"ย 
"Yes." Your breath was a whisper, but it was breathy, sounding almost pornographic in your neediness.ย 
"Question six. Do you like it when other people touch you?"ย 
"Do you?" His head snapped back to yours, and you froze under his gaze. "Not as much." You answered and relaxed again, pouting slightly at his lack of answer.ย 
"Question seven. Do you like me touching other people?" He took a step closer to you again with this question, but you continued pouting as you shook your head.ย 
"No. I don't." His lips quirked upwards before he could stop them, but he gathered himself together again.ย 
"Question eight. Do you want me to leave?" You met his eyes at that question, taking one good, hard, long look at him. You noted the tensed jaw, the clenched fists, his stiff body language, trailing your eyes over him before looking him directly in the eyes.ย 
"No." You let the word hang on your tongue, pulling it out a bit longer than was necessary as you watched him take in a shaky breath.ย 
"Question nine. Do you want me to come over there and kiss you?"ย 
"God, yes." He was on you in seconds, restraints gone, throwing himself back at you as his lips collided with your own. Virgin you may be, but you'd kissed men before, and it had been nothing like this.ย 
His hands trailed up to your hair, tipping your head back slightly so he could gain better access. He bit your lip and thrust his tongue into your mouth when you gasped, so eager to consume every part of you whole.ย 
You'd never felt like this before.ย 
He pulled away, and you tried desperately to chase his lips, even as your lungs begged you to stop.ย 
"Last question," he whispered in the space between you, holding the sides of your face at a distance so neither of you could be tempted to dive in for a second kiss, or a third, or fourth. "Do you want me to fuck you?" You whimpered at his words, nodding furiously as you tried to lunge at him again, but he held you firm.ย 
"I need you to say your answer, baby. I need to hear your consent, okay?" You nod again and open your mouth, eyes never leaving his lips as you moan out a definitive "yes."
Instead of letting your lips fall against his again, he lunges for you, grabbing your legs and hauling you up into his arms, carrying you bridal style all the way back to your bedroom.ย 
"Gonna do it right," he mutters to himself as he throws you down on the bed, pulling back to take off his jacket and unbutton the cuffs on his shirt, rolling the sleeves up meticulously.ย 
"I'm going to take care of you, Y/N, okay?" You nod at him and flush, suddenly feeling the strength of his need for you as he holds himself back. He puts his hands on you again, gently coaxing your legs apart, pushing your skirt up over your hips. Reflexively, you move your hands over yourself, covering your sensitive places with your hands.ย 
"Don't cover yourself." His voice is strong, deep, as he orders you, and you let your arms drop back to your side. He traces his hands up and down your legs, almost as if he were memorising every inch of your skin, how you felt under his hands.ย 
His hands make their way up to your panties, and you watch with baited breath as he moves you, pulling your hips up so he can let them fall down. The lace material tickles you as he pushes them past your thighs, over your knees and finally off your legs entirely, balling them up and putting them in his pocket.ย 
"I'm going to touch you now, okay?" He asks it like a question, but he doesn't wait for your answer, unable to hold himself back before diving straight between your legs, so desperate to taste you that he's deaf to everything else.ย 
His tongue connects with your sensitive area first, tracing up and down at a steady pace as his legs half-heartedly push your legs open. It's almost as if he's enjoying the pressure of your legs wrapped around him, suffocating between your thighs as he feels your pleasure build, and build.ย 
Eventually he pushes your hips further apart, letting himself push his face into even more of you, his tongue entering your hole as he begins fucking it in and out of you, fingers coming back up to your clit to keep up the pressure there.ย 
"Spencer, please, please, fuck."ย 
"I love it when you beg for me like a needy little slut," he whispers, holding your legs apart as he looked up at you, face slick with your arousal. Your mouth drops wide at his words, and he immediately begins to retract them.ย 
"I'm sorry, Y/N, if that was too far, I just got caught up -"ย 
"I liked it." You said, quieting him as you spread your legs a bit further apart, begging for him to continue. He smiled and dived right back in, bringing his other hand up under your dress, all the way to your chest as you kept your legs open yourself.ย 
He sucked your clit into his mouth, lapping up all the juices you were releasing as you moaned underneath him, bucking into his face at the memory of his degradation.ย 
You were a needy little slut, and you needed him to make you cum. He was more than happy to oblige.ย 
He kept you there for what felt like forever, drinking you in for as long as he could. You orgasmed twice before he finished, completely overstimulated by the way he was desperately fucking you with his mouth.ย 
He was obsessed with you, with your scent, your taste, with being the first ever person to ever touch you like this, to fuck you, to make you feel so good. Without him even realising, you're pushed to the brink for a second time, shuddering under the heat of his mouth as he drinks you in.ย 
He finally pulls his head up again, coming up for air as you're twitching under him.ย 
"Perfect, baby, so perfect for me." His lips fall down to your own, and suddenly you're tasting yourself on his tongue. It's hypnotising, and despite the pleasure you've just received, you need more, desperate to feel him on you again.ย 
When he pulls his mouth away, he replaces himself with his fingers, pushing them into your mouth.ย 
"Suck," he says and you listen, as he watches the way you lick yourself off of him.ย 
He unzips your dress with his free hand, carefully pulling your arms out of the sleeves and pushing your dress off your body. You trace your tongue around every ridge of his fingers, leaving no inch undiscovered. He moved you to pull the dress of, and you graciously followed, letting him do whatever he wanted to you.ย 
"Nice little slut, tasting herself on my fingers?" He whispered when you were finally bare, pulling his fingers from your mouth, letting the trail of spit hang between you as you moaned.ย 
He removed himself from over you, and moved to sit on the edge of the bed.ย 
"Come here. Come and sit on my lap."ย 
You cautiously followed his directions. You'd thought that he'd fuck you then, after spending so long getting you ready, but apart from his tie, which he was in the middle of discarding as you crawled over to him, he hadn't derobed any further.ย 
"That's it baby, come and sit yourself down right here." He pat his thigh and you crawled over, lowering yourself down onto his clothed leg.ย 
"What now, Spencer?" You stuttered the words out, heart beating as you awaited his instructions.ย 
"Now, I want you to rock your hips back and forth. Just like this." He grabbed your hips and started moving you against his leg, pushing you down to grind into him.ย 
"Spencer, wait, I don't know-"ย 
"I do. I know you can do it, so please try. For me." You pulled you in for a kiss, and then removed his hands from you, leaving you to rock against his thigh.ย 
You were unsure of the movements at first, moving slowly as you dragged your aching cunt up and down the top of his pants, watching as you saw the wet patch you were making. You moaned with each movement, growing faster and more confident as you continued.ย 
"That's it baby, use me to get yourself off, okay? Let me see you." He whispered in your ears, pushing your sweat-slicked hair ou of your face, holding it up for you.ย 
"Spencer please," you don't even know what you're asking for as you beg him, feeling that familiar bubble in your stomach grow.ย 
"No, you can do it. You look so beautiful like this, Y/N, so desperate for my cock, huh?" You start trying to unbutton his shirt, desperate to see more of him, to feel more of his bare skin on your own. But he stops your hands and holds them against his chest.ย 
"You need to ask nicely first, before trying to undress me like a needy little whore." The words should sound violent, should humiliate you, but his voice is so soft you simply move faster, moaning and desperate to cum one more time.ย 
"Fuck, Spencer, I'm gonnaโ€ฆ I'm gonnaโ€ฆ"ย 
"No, you're not." Before you finish, he pulls you off his leg, hauling your body back onto the bed, and laying you back down on your back. You moan in disapproval, so frustrated with the lack of release that you feel tears prick the corners of your eyes.ย 
"Don't cry, baby. I'll give you what you want soon." He practically rips his clothes off, pulling his vest over his head, stumbling over each button and removing his belt and pants before climbing over to you. His cock finally free you take your first glance at it.ย 
You'd never entirely been sure how it was that the male appendage fit inside something as small as your pussy, and you were doubly unsure about how Spencer's was ever going to fit inside you. You stared at it wide eyed, as you took in the length, the girth, and the heat of it as he stroked it in one hands, pushing on top of you.ย 
He let go of it as soon as he was between your legs, letting it fall onto your stomach as he crawled between your legs. He trailed a finger over your lower abdomen just around where his cock was twitching against you as his other hand came up to stroke your hair.ย 
"You look worried, Y/N, what's wrong?"ย 
"Will it, um, will it fit?" You asked, knowing how clichรฉ you sounded.ย 
"We've spent the last thirty-seven minutes loosening you up with foreplay. It should fit, but I can't promise it won't hurt."
"Right, if my hymen is still intact you have toโ€ฆ"ย 
"That's right. And then it's going to reach all the way in you to here," with each word, he stepped his fingers up from your clit to where the tip of his dick sat on your stomach, letting you come to terms with exactly how full you were about to be.ย 
"I'm going to fill you, and you're going to be mine, and I'm going to be yours. My sweet angel." He stroked your face, catching his thumb on your lips on the way down, tempted to thrust it into your mouth again, to see just how much of a whore you could be, given the chance.ย 
Instead, he lined himself up with your dripping core, and, making sure one last time that this is what you wanted, slowly pushed in.ย 
It was uncomfortable at first, having something so wholly alien inside of you, you weren't sure how to react. You wrapped your arms around him, digging your nails in, deep, as he pushed in further.ย 
"Y/N, I need to move more now, and it's going to hurt a little, you just have to trust me, okay?" He kissed the top of your head, but you were so lost in the sensations to answer. With one swift jerk of his hips, he pushed through your hymen, and fully sheathed himself inside of you. He pressed small kisses everywhere on your face, while whispering to you how beautiful you were.ย 
"You're doing so good for me angel, I'm going to take care of you. Going to make you feel so much better than this. You're so beautiful." His lips were distractingly sweet, as were his words, and soon you found yourself relaxing into him, the sharp pain of earlier fading to an electric buzz inside of you.ย 
You jerked your hips up to meet his, and with that, he knew you were ready. From his words, you'd assumed that he'd move slowly in you. But with one final lingering kiss to your lips, he lifted his chest up, pinned your legs tightly down, and started thrusting hard and fast.ย 
"Sorry, just couldn't help myself baby. Needed to see you looking ruined underneath me." Moans spilled out of your mouth with his every movement, and the orgasm you'd built up earlier hit you like a ton of bricks, blackness hazing over your eyes as they rolled back in your head.ย 
"Fuck, fuck, Spencer, don't stop!" You screamed at the top of your lungs, unable to control your pitch or volume as he slammed into you desperately. He was so turned on by the sight of you beneath him, so proud of having fucked away your virginity, to have given you your very first penetrative orgasm that he wouldn't have heard anything that came out of your mouth.ย 
His eyes were fixated at the place between you, where you joined, where he was entering you, defiling you, claiming you, using you, breeding you.ย 
He knew he wouldn't cum inside of you, not the first time, but it was tempting. Instead, he chose to move his lips back to your skin. He marked you with love bites and hickeys across your neck, chest and shoulders as you moaned with every roll of his hips, shuddering on his cock. He was close. And seeing you like this, displaying all the signs that you were his and his only, he finally lost it.ย 
Pulling his dick out of you, he stroked it through his release, spraying his seed over the parts of your skin he hadn't bruised with love. Your stomach, your breasts, hell, one spurt even landed dangerously close to your lips, he was everywhere. You. Were. His.ย 
He fell beside you, panting for a few moments as you finally cracked your eyes back open, realising what the two of you had just done. You wiped the cum from your face with a stray finger, staring at it for a second before licking it off your finger.ย 
"As hot as that was, I think we should get you cleaned up properly, angel." He spends forever cleaning you up, carrying you to the bathroom, washing your entire body with hot water and a fresh cloth, running you a hot bath to relax your muscles. You snuggle into his chest at some point in the bath, relaxing so much into him, that you drift off to sleep.ย 
You feel him carry you to bed, semi-conscious, tucking you in and climbing in next to you. He holds you through the night, the way he holds you after your bad cases. He holds you until he doesn't.ย 
You're blindsided by the cold bed the next morning. You knew he would be there, you'd felt him inside you and next to you, and you'd needed his warmth, but he was gone. You looked for him in every other part of your home, looked for a note or an explanation, but there wasn't one.ย 
Through tears, you got ready for work, ready to face him and make him answer why he was suddenly gone. You wanted him to apologise, especially since he'd marked you so badly the night before you looked like a car crash victim from the neck down.ย 
Dark lavender blossomed along your collar bones as you looked at yourself in the mirror, trailing a finger along every place that he touched the night before.ย 
"How could you be so stupid?" You cursed yourself. If you'd have listened to what he was saying last night, really listened, you'd have known he wasn't going to be here in the morning. He wanted to ruin you, to possess you, to take away your virginity, and he'd done just that.ย 
You almost wanted to keep the bruises on display going into work, to make him confront the pain he caused you by leaving. In the end, it was the inevitable stares from everyone else that convinced you otherwise. You wouldn't give him the satisfaction.ย 
You pushed through the doors to the bullpen and didn't bother putting your bag down before you started scanning the room for him.ย 
"Where's Spencer?" You practically shouted the words at Morgan, unable to hold back your anger.ย 
"Y/N, what's wrong?"ย 
"Where is he?" You demand, and there must be something in your eyes that speaks to your devastation because Morgan shuts up and just points to the top of the stairs, where Spencer is exiting Hotch's office without a care in the world.ย 
You don't realise that something is tears until you're beating a hand against his chest in frustration as they spill down your face.ย 
"Where were you?" You demand, sobbing into his chest, as he pulls your hands away. The entire office is watching your commotion, but you don't care, you're not letting him move you out of the way.ย 
"Y/N, I need you to sign this." His voice is calm, and you hate him for that. That he can stay so neutral when he's just broken your heart.ย 
"No, not until you tell me why you left."ย 
"Sign the papers, Y/N, trust me." He pulls your chin up so you can look him in the eye, and you catch a glimpse of the man who has been holding you, comforting you for the last four months. You snatch the pen from him and sign the papers, thrusting them back at him with a scowl.ย 
He smiles as he looks down at them, placing them back on his desk before pulling you in for a long, deep kiss. You're shocked at first, but you melt into it, pulling him closer so he can't leave again.ย 
"I'm sorry. I had to come into the office to declare our relationship, Morgan sometimes tells me I have a one track mind, and when I woke up this morning, the one thing I wanted to do was get it in writing that you were mine."ย 
Your push the tears out of his face, and attempt to pull him down for another kiss. You don't get the chance, as the sound of several throats clearing around you burst your bubble.ย 
"Public space, no canoodling." Rossi shouts down at you from the balcony, a soft smirk on his face.ย 
Penelope runs in from her office, and stares wide-eyed at the lack of space between the two of you. "You! And you! Security camerasโ€ฆ.. You!"
"Now, I'm sure there's a story here, but from the state of our little angel's neck here, I'm sure I don't want to hear it." Derek laughs, smacking Spencer on the back in praise as he walks up the stairs to the meeting room.ย 
You slap a hand over your neck, trying to pull the turtleneck further up to hide the mark you evidently missed.ย 
"She's my angel, now." Spencer calls up to him. "I have the paperwork to prove it."ย ย 
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jyoongim ยท 9 months ago
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THE WAY U WRITE THE OLD RED DEMON MAN IS JUST SO NEKEKDKEOWB
Might I just add onto the seemingly continuous alastor requests. I'd love to see Alastor x Reader where reader is in heat and Al finds it pathetic but takes pity on them and helps anyway bc like poor thing can't even get their own instincts in control they're obviously hopeless
warnings: 18+!!!NSFW
You thought when you died you would be rid of hormones.
Periods were a pain while living, but this is was worst.
When you were alive, your periods plagued you with mood swings, random cravings, and pain.
Now that you were dead, you didnโ€™t experience the dreadful red flood and raging mood swings; no. Now all you felt was unbelievably horny and needy.
And you hated it.
You usually carried yourself with confidence and elegance.
You usually liked to help around the hotel and were generally friendly with everyone.
You grimaced as you woke up to feel just how drenched your panties were. I really need to stock up on new underwear you thought as you tossed the ruined panties into the hamper.
You usually spent your heats alone and could hide in a hole until you felt normal again. You usually could control yourself well enough til you had enough free time to ease the tension between your legs.
Or until you found a poor sinner.
Weeeeellll that was hard when you lived in a hotel with a ton of shit to do. You really didnโ€™t want to hear Angelโ€™s jabs as you dragged some unfortunate soul to endear your sex rage.
You sighed, hopefully you could get through the next few days without embarrassing yourself completely.
So far so good you thought as you went about your day doing whatever activity Charlie had you do with the group.
Every touch and scent didnโ€™t send your cunt into a tingling frenzy; yes you had to change your panties a few times but nothing crazy.
That was until you were around Alastor.
Your body practically buzzed whenever the tall red demon was in your vicinity.
You first chalked it up to that it was because you did found him attractive and simply thought it would go away.
But your cunt begged a differ.
You squirmed a bit on the couch as Alastor took a seat beside you, clenching your thighs to ease the uncomfortable throbbing.
It didnโ€™t help that he smelled amazing.
Alastor smelled like evergreens how yโ€™all ever smelled Christmas pine??? That shit is delicious!!!!
And you didnโ€™t realized you had took a deep inhale of him until he turned to you
โ€Is everything alright my dear?โ€ He asked, eyebrows raised.
fuck how were you going to tell him you wanted to bury your nose into his neck and just SNIFF?ย 
โ€œO-oh Iโ€™m f-fineโ€ฆi-its just you smelled nice?โ€ You wanted to facepalm.
He blinked at you before letting out a laugh โ€œOOooh why thank you my dearโ€ that shit eating grin widened, voice dropping a slight octaveโ€œI must smell very enticing if youโ€™re sniffing at meโ€ his eyes narrowed slightly.
A shiver ran through your body and you swear you were leaking through onto the couch. You wanted to die of embarrassment.
โ€œI-I just never noticed before thatโ€™s allโ€ You said shrugging, trying to ignore the fact that his very voice was affecting you.
Charlie had ended whatever the hell you were doing and you quickly made your way to your room, causing some confusion.
You were usually a social butterfly with the gang. You never not chat away with Angel as he told the wild shit he did on set.
โ€œHas got to be that time of the monthโ€ Angel commented as you almost sprinted out the room. Charlie and Vaggie gave confused looks โ€what?โ€ He sighed โ€œYou knowโ€ฆโ€ nope not a clue.
โ€She was a human remember? Every so often her pussy basically shreds itself to bitsโ€
Charlie gasped โ€œSo sheโ€™s hurt? Shouldnโ€™t we do something?โ€ Angel laughed,shaking his head โ€œNah we canโ€™t help. But she'll be fine. Just give her a few days and she'll be normal againโ€
Alastor was in the background listening, the smile on his face sharpened, you werenโ€™t hurt or bleeding, but there was definitely something that could be done.
You snarled as your vibrator died and tossed it. You groaned as your clit continued to throb. You had thought four orgasms would have did the trick but nope you still had the irritating itch.
You didnโ€™t own a dildo because it was pointless.
it wasnโ€™t the real thing.
You wanted to cry. This was your first heat while youโ€™ve been at the hotel and you didnโ€™t just want to drag a stranger here.
You had more control than that.
At least thatโ€™s what you thought.
You had locked yourself in your room as you tore your room to bits. The walls were shredded, pillows and sheets drenched in slick and your poor toy was in pieces.
Panting, you curled in a corner and tugged at your hair, squeezing your eyes tight as tears began to pool in your eyes.
You hated this.
ย You hated how it felt like you didnโ€™t even feel like yourself.ย 
Hated that you couldnโ€™t even control your own damn bodily function.
Hated how your body desperately wanted to be filled.
You would give anything to make this horrid feat of yours go away.
โ€œI would have never thought to see you in such a state my dearโ€
You froze at the voice and jerked your head to the source.
Alastor.
He was standing at the entrance of your bedroom, a smirk on his face as he took in the state of your room.
โ€I must say, it. Is rather entertaining to see your lack of controlโ€ he said as he approached your curled form.
He crouched down, feigning a concerned look before a clawed hand seized your hair and wrenched your face til your noses were bumping against each other.
โ€did you think I couldnโ€™t smell you?โ€ He growled โ€œYou smell just like a bitch in heatโ€
You whimpered as his lips ghosted over yours โ€œI-Iโ€™m sorryโ€
His scent was surrounding you. It was a drug. Assaulting your every nerve with each breath you took.
He smelled so goodย 
please
โ€Pleaseโ€ you whispered as your cunt buzzed, tingling from his clos proximity and in hopes he would have mercy on you.
Alastor sucked his teeth at you. What a pitiful thing you wereโ€ฆ
With a deep breathe, he stood and walked over to your ruined bed and sat. You watched as he sat his mic down and removed his coat. Yanking at his tie, he unbuttoned his shirt and looked over at you with narrowed eyes โ€œWell? Do you want to continue to ruin your furnishings or do you wish to satisfy that brazen desire of yours?โ€
He widened his legs and your eyes honed in on how he unbuckled his pants.
Your throat tightened and you found yourself crawling over to him, no regard that you were naked.
Kneeling between his legs, your hands soothed up his thighs as your rubbed your head against his crotch.
Alastor lifted your chin for your eyes to meet his. Your eyes were blown out and you winced as his grip tightened.
โ€I pity you my dear, reduced to wanton whore, but donโ€™t fretโ€ฆIll help you through your heatโ€ a thumb ran over your pouty lip.
Your cunt clenched around nothing at his words.
You damn near drooled as he adjusted himself to pull his cock free from its restraints.
It was big, in both length and girth. It slapped against your face, causing you to hum at the weight of it.
You nuzzled it, nose gliding along his length before softly pressing kissed along it. When you came to his mushroom tip, you didnโ€™t hesitate to suck at it. Alastor sighed as you gave the head of his cock kitten licks.
Head clouded with desire, you slowly bobbed your head along his length, taking him whole as you gagged once you reached the hilt.
You eased him out your throat and with a sickening pop, you admired as his spit-covered cock shined. You opted to jerk him off slowly as you buried your nose in his ball, inhaling his scent.
Alastorโ€™s hand found your hair and guided you away from his cock, bringing you to climb up his body, until your smoldering heat was rubbing against his cock as he pressed kisses to your shoulder and neck. A gasp tore from your throat as he nipped at your jaw.
โ€On fours my dearโ€
Clumsily, you scrambled to follow his instruction. You must not have been to his liking because he pressed your head til your cheek was flat to the bed, back in a deep low arch, thighs pressed to your stomach and spreaded wide with your ass and cunt exposed to the air.ย 
You would have blushed in embarrassment if you werenโ€™t so turned on.
A hand glided down your back, causing you to shiver and then jolt as a harsh slap was planted on your ass, before it soothed over the burning cheek.
Alastor kneaded your ass before sliding his fingers down to your cunt.
Your slit was swollen and your clit, puffy with need.ย 
You were dripping.
He dipped a finger inside you, testing how wet you were.
Soppy.ย 
He added a second, your cunt greedily welcomed his fingers with ease, giving into resistance.
He chuckled โ€œWhat a greedy cunt, sucking in my fingers like a cockโ€
You whined when he took his fingers out, already missing the feel of something inside you.
Alastor took his cock and rubbed it against your cunt, coating himself in your slick.
โ€I am going to fuck you to your little sinful heart desires and you are going to be grateful of everything I give you. You are going to take every bit of my cum until it spills from this cunt and then again and again until I have bred you so thoroughly. Do you understand slut?โ€
You were breathing heavily, trembling in excitement.
With a single, sharp thrust he filled your cunt, earning a soft cry from you.
โ€Do you understand?โ€he hissed through clenched teeth.
โ€Y-Yes A-Alastorโ€. you whimpered, eyes clenched shut in pleasure.
โ€Good girlโ€
He drew back and thrusted into you again
And again
And again
He had set a slow, but rough pace. Thrusting his cock deep into the soft warmth of your cunt with each drag.
Soft moans filled the air as he buried his cock inside you.
It felt so good.ย 
He reached depths your finger couldnโ€™t quite reach.
And it was amazing.
โ€A-Ala-stor Aah! Aaah! Hah!โ€ You pushed your hips against his, mewling loudly as he grinned his cock into you.
โ€Youre pathetic โ€ He laughed, eyes watching his cock disappeared inside you, giving you a hard thrust at his words.
โ€Nothing but pathetic slut who canโ€™t control their own bodyโ€
His grip on your hips pulled you flushed against him, making you take him til his balls was nestled against your slit.
โ€You probably would have spreaded your legs for any poor sinner, just wanting to be fucked dumbโ€ Your body rippled as his thrusts got harder.
Your cunt only got wetter.
He noticed as he seemed to sink even deeper into you, as if your cunt loosened to welcome him
โ€oh? I bet you would have liked that wouldnโ€™t you? So out of sorts with need that you would have just anyone bred this cuntโ€
He growled at the squelching noises from your cunt, you shook your head in denial.
No. No you wouldnโ€™t havenโ€™t done something like that.
โ€N-no I-I wouldnโ€™t-โ€ You cried out as his finger ghosted over your swollen clit.
โ€You would have been happy to bend over and offer your cunt to anyone, as long as you had a cock fill youโ€ Alastor continued before a cruel, deep laugh erupted from him
โ€But instead you sought me out. I had no intention in satisfying you, but what a gentleman would i had been if I ignored a lady in need?โ€ You felt him lean over, hips never missing a beat as he sunk his teeth into your shoulder.
โ€Oooh how fortunate you are my dearโ€
You were suddenly flipped onto your back. Hair sprawled around you like a halo, your chest heaving as he pushed your knees to your chin.ย 
Your lidded eyes watching as he slide his cock between your pussy lips, bumping your clit. He grabbed your wrists, using them as leverage as he thrusted back into you, the new angle making your throw your head back with a broken cry
โ€FuuuuuUccckk Ah Ah AH!โ€ His hips dug into the underside of your ass as he pounded your cunt.
Alastor hadnโ€™t lost composure the entire time he fucked you.
He watched as you fell apart, your hips wiggling to accommodate to his harsh administrations.
Your cunt took him so good. A white, creamy ring formed at his base as he scraped against that sponges nerve inside you.
You welcomed him gratefully. Letting him wrench pleasurable sounds from your pretty lips.
Pushing your raised legs apart, he lowered his weight on you as he slammed his lips on yours, swallowing your moans. Your tongues danced as he rocked into your body.
The sounds of him ruining your cunt pushed him to fulfill your primal desire.
You felt that familiar blaze of heat take over your body as Alastor fucked short rapid thrusts into you.
Every brush of his abdomen against your clit had your cunt going haywire.
You were going to cum.
Alastor was going to make you cum.
You moaned at the thought
You were gonna cum on his cock
And he was gonna breed you
Breed your soppy cunt
and you were going to let him
โ€pleaseโ€ฆ.โ€ You whined into his mouth
Fuck the very thought had your body buzzing.
โ€please what?โ€ he purred
Your head was reeling, foggy with the need to be filled.
A hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing
โ€œWhat are you begging me for slut? Hmm?โ€ His strokes were hitting harder and deeper.
โ€You want me to breed your cunt? You want to me to fill you up so good that all youโ€™ll ever think is how my cum belongs inside you? What do the little slut want?โ€
Yes you wanted all of it.
You wanted him to fuck you so good, you wouldnโ€™t even think of wanting another cock from his.
You wanted him to fill your cunt to the brim and then fuck it back inside.
You wanted him to breed you like the little slut you were.
To breed you til he had his fill.
Your instincts had practically took over, fuck sanity.
โ€Mhmm! I want it. I want you to Ah! I want you to fill me with your cum! Please please breed me Alastorโ€ You whined, feeling your belly clench as your orgasm hung over you, promising sweet relief.
The hand around your throat, tightened causing you to gasp as he spoke into your ear, voice deep and purring
โ€Youre gonna make yourself cum on my cock slutโ€
your hand flew to your clit to flick fast circles on the bud.
Alastorโ€™s thrusts quickened, growls pouring from his lips
โ€Whoโ€™s a filthy little slut?โ€
โ€M-Meโ€
โ€Whos a pathetic slut thatโ€™s gonna take my cum?โ€
โ€Me!โ€
โ€Fucking slut gonna let be breed her dumbโ€
A sob tore from you as your orgasm washed over you, he fucked you as you milked him, hips angled to thrusts so deep youโ€™re sure your cunt had molded into the shape of his cock
โ€hah hah aaah fuuucckk fuck fuck Al-Alastor!โ€
You saw white as your mouth opened in a silent scream only for him to swallow the whine in your throat.
โ€Thatโ€™s it you pathetic slut take it. Take my cum. Thatโ€™s a good girl. Let me breed this sweet cunt cherโ€ your hips raised as he sunk into you and with a deep groan, he cummed into your spasming cunt, making sure to thrust deep enough he hit your cervix as he painted your walls white.
Whether conscious or by instinct, you gave him a ditzy smile, eyes glazed over as you slowly rubbed your clit, whimpering. Holding eye contact with him, a soft pout graced your lips
โ€œAgainโ€
You truly were a pathetic, needy little thing.
But donโ€™t worry pretty Doe, Alastorโ€™s going to make sure you
satisfied and stuffed to your heartโ€™s content
ย It was going to be very interesting for the next 36 hoursโ€ฆ
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hannibals-favourite-meal ยท 10 months ago
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.โ‹†๏ฝกWhat I Cannot Give You๏ฝกโ‹†.
Steve Rogers x plus size reader
After sleeping with your boyfriend for the second time, you find out that heโ€™s never cum with you- but his ex says that he always did with her
Warnings: smut, angst, insecurities, feelings of inadequacy, misunderstanding, inability to finish (on Steveโ€™s end), ooc!Sharon, mentions of diets, comfort
WC: 2.3k
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โ€œAlright, whatโ€™s going on?โ€ Numbly, you looked up from your cold cup of tea to meet the piercing green eyes of your best friend. Natasha was almost glaring at you as she stood with her hands on her slim hips, quite obviously having been watching you for some time.
You swallowed thickly. โ€œNothing, nothingโ€™s wrong.โ€ Her scowl deepened.
โ€œThatโ€™s not what I asked now was it?โ€ Your stomach flipped and you squeezed the teacup even tighter. โ€œBut now that youโ€™ve said that, whatโ€™s wrong? And donโ€™t you dare lie to me, Iโ€™ll know.โ€ย 
You shouldโ€™ve known that Nat would spot your unease from a mile away, you shouldโ€™ve just stayed in your room. But the need for food and a distraction from your thoughts had been too great of a temptation. Your vision blurred with tears as you pitifully shook your head.ย 
Suddenly, all the exasperation was gone from her expression and she was kneeling before you, one hand on your knee, the other on the arm of the couch. โ€œHey, hey donโ€™t cry.โ€ You whimpered loudly, now unable to stop the onslaught of emotions.
โ€œIt- itโ€™s fine. Everythingโ€™s fine.โ€ With a free hand, you furiously wiped away the fat tears that were now rolling down your full cheeks. Natasha sighed heavily and pulled the cup from you, placing it on the coffee table behind her.
โ€œWas it that commercial about the cat and the raccoon again?โ€ She teased though her tone still held some strain of wariness.ย 
โ€œNo.โ€ You groaned tearfully, making Nat smile warmly at you.
โ€œThen it canโ€™t be so bad can it?โ€ Moving gracefully, she plopped down on the couch cushion next to you, taking your shaking hands into her steady ones. โ€œDid something happen with Steve?โ€ The watery look you gave her in return was all the answer she needed.
โ€œStevie!โ€ You cried, your head tossed back in pleasure. It was overwhelming, overpowering, it was everything. The man above you groaned as you tightened around him once more, practically strangling his cock with the force of your orgasm.
Your nails scraped down his muscular back, leaving behind bright red lines that would disappear before dawn even broke the horizon. โ€œFeels so good!โ€ Your sobs echoed through the room along with the wet slapping of skin as his hips met yours.
Blonde hair brushed against your nose as Steve buried his face into your neck, lathering your burning skin with even hotter kisses. โ€œThatโ€™s it doll, one more time for me please.โ€ And as the fat head of his cock hit that spongy bundle of nerves inside you, you obliged him. Though less powerful than your previous three, your soft body still tensed with ecstasy and your mind went hazy.
โ€œGood girl, my good girl.โ€ Steve muttered softly, laying one last gentle peck to your shoulder before he pulled himself away from you. โ€œDid you have a good time?โ€
You rolled your eyes with a smile. โ€œI canโ€™t feel anything below my hips, does that answer your question?โ€ He chuckled and kissed the tip of your nose.
โ€œAlright, no need to be smart about it.โ€ As gently as he could manage, Steve sat back on his haunches and slowly pulled out of you. You whined at the sudden emptiness of your cunt and the soreness that came along from having his massively thick length inside of you.
But there was no other sensation after that, no telltale feeling of cum inside of you or drying on your thick thighs. Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked at your boyfriend. โ€œDid you finish?โ€ The question came out more shaky than you intended but Steve seemingly didnโ€™t notice.
โ€œNo but you did and thatโ€™s all that matters.โ€ He dismissed as he stood up from the mattress. You sat up on your elbows, not done with the conversation just yet.
โ€œThatโ€™s the second time itโ€™s happened and weโ€™ve only had sex twice.โ€ You pointed out but Steve just sighed.
โ€œItโ€™s fine, it happens sometimes. Iโ€™m just happy that you felt good. Thatโ€™s more than enough for me. Now stay there so I can clean you up.โ€ And as he walked to the attached bathroom, your heart sank and a pit began to grow in your stomach.
โ€œStevie.โ€ You started but quickly stopped as his blue eyes bore into you. Rage oozed from them like lava, stunning you into silence.
โ€œThatโ€™s enough. I told you itโ€™s fine, I wonโ€™t be having this conversation again.โ€ With tensed shoulders and clenched fists, he left the room leaving you lost and feeling far more empty than ever before.
โ€œOkay so he didnโ€™t finish but you did. I see no problem with that, it would be the opposite for most guys.โ€ Nat shrugged, a lean arm around your shoulders as she continued to comfort you despite her apparently dismissal of the whole thing.
You huffed, now more frustrated than distraught. โ€œThatโ€™s not the point.โ€ You tried to yank away but she held strong, easily pinning you back down onto the couch.
โ€œThen what is?โ€ She implored.
โ€œThat Iโ€™m not enough for him!โ€ You cried. โ€œThat Iโ€™m not pretty enough or good enough in bed to even get him to cum! There has to be something wrong with me and heโ€™ll figure that out soon enough and leave me.โ€ Fear and sadness filled your heart as you spilled out your deepest fears to your best friend who was now stunned unto silence.
โ€œHeโ€™ll find someone better, just like everyone else did.โ€ You bit down on your lip as more tears rose to the surface.ย 
โ€œPcholka-โ€œ She started but was quickly interrupted by another person strutting into the communal living area.
Sharon Carter, the very personification of everything that you wished you could be, was smirking devilishly as she strolled past you and Natasha, apparently heading for the kitchen. You held your breath as she gracefully walked by, her high heels (which werenโ€™t needed for her job) clacked against the expensive flooring.ย 
โ€œDonโ€™t mind me ladies, just getting myself a protein shake. This new diet is a killer I tell ya but itโ€™s so worth it.โ€ Her smirk made you shrink into yourself but Natashaโ€™s firm grip kept you from escaping.ย 
An uncomfortable silence settled over the room as Sharon flitted about the kitchen. Until she finally began her walk back out. You breathed a sigh of relief as she passed by the couch once more but right as she reached the door frame, she turned back and made eye-contact with you.
โ€œOh Steve always finished with me.โ€ Your eyes went wide with shock. Sure there had been rumours that your boyfriend and the CIA agent had been involved but nothing more ever came out of it so you always just dismissed it as office gossip, until now. โ€œEvery. Time.โ€ She said, rubbing even more salt in your already wounded ego.
โ€œNo one fucking asked you Sharon. In fact, why are you even here, werenโ€™t you reassigned because of your fuckup in Bosnia?โ€ Natasha snarled, her eyes narrowing on the other agent. She twisted her body around, giving you the opportunity to rip from her grasp and make a run for it.
Nat called out your name but all you could focus on was the way that Sharon smirked at you, her bright eyes alight with an evil plan and you wouldnโ€™t be sticking around to watch it play out, not when you knew that she would be successful.
โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”
Being the completely understanding and perfect boyfriend he was, Steve could be easily avoided with a simple text that you werenโ€™t feeling well and needed some alone time. He would always ask if you needed anything and you could tell that he was curious as to why you werenโ€™t letting him come take care of you but he respected you too much to pry any deeper.
Natasha hadnโ€™t been so easy to avoid but your stubbornness won out over hers so she had left you alone, just like you wanted. It was easier being alone with your thoughts than having her try to convince you that what you were feeling was stupid and a total misunderstanding.
Groaning, you threw your phone across the bed. The screen was still bright with the Cosmopolitan article about โ€™10 Tips and Tricks to Make Him Go Crazy For Youโ€™, all of which seemed very expensive in the case of toys and lingerie or positions that you were not nearly flexible enough to pull off.
Maybe it was hopeless, you already knew that you werenโ€™t good enough for him so what did it matter if you couldnโ€™t get him off. You were barely even together in the first place, it wasnโ€™t as if you were already in love with him and breaking up would devastate you.
You rolled over onto your side and curled into the pillow that miraculously still smelt like him, squeezing it tightly to your chest. This feeling was familiar, the drop of your stomach, the stutter of your heart like you were at the precipice of a cliff and unable to stop moving forward.ย 
And all you could think about was the disgust and the anger in Steveโ€™s eyes that night. It was like in that moment he also figured out how one-sided the relationship was and he hated you for it.
โ€œDoll, I know youโ€™re in there.โ€ Your body snapped up, your muscles pulled taut with anxiety. โ€œYou donโ€™t have to open the door, I just want to know if youโ€™re ok. Nat said you were having a tough time.โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™m fine Steve, just having a moment.โ€ You tried to dismiss but the dry crack of your voice had him opening your door and slipping inside.ย 
In the dim light of your bedroom, Steveโ€™s figure was imposing, his sheer size creating a void in the space. Your heartbeat pounded loudly in your ears as he gently shut the door behind him. โ€œYou only ever call me Steve when somethingโ€™s wrong.โ€ His steps were featherlight as he cautiously crept closer.
โ€œSteve-โ€œย 
โ€œSee, there it is again. Iโ€™m your Stevie not Steve.โ€ He whined playfully, making a ghost of a smile dance across your lips. The mattress dipped under the weight of one of his hands as he planted it by your wide hips, giving you enough space to be respectful but close enough that you could feel the heat of his skin through your pyjamas.
He leaned closer as if going in for a kiss but you stopped him with a hand to his strong chest. He paused for barely a second before he pulled your hand away and brought it up to his lips. โ€œDo you want to talk about it?โ€
Your eyes dropped to your lap, you could guess what was coming next. โ€˜Itโ€™s not you, itโ€™s meโ€™ or โ€˜I just think weโ€™re better off as friendsโ€™. But instead of the breakup you thought was going to happen, Steve hooked a finger under your chin and guided your gaze back to him.
โ€œIs this about the other night? I told you that you didnโ€™t have to worry about that.โ€ He tutted as his thumb gently caressed your jaw. You hesitated nuzzling into his touch, still too hurt to want that comfort.
โ€œBut why would you even be with me if I canโ€™t make you feel good?โ€ As soon as the words slipped from your mouth, you regretted them. Steveโ€™s expression turned stormy and suddenly, his grip became tighter until your jaw ached from the force of it.
You could see the way the vein in his neck twitched as an angry flush crawled up his cheeks. You knew he wanted to yell, to lash out at you but he quickly swallowed down his anger, taking a deep breath before he spoke again.
โ€œYou do make me feel good. You make me feel amazing, both in and out of the bedroom. Youโ€™re gorgeous doll, and smart and funny and caring. Iโ€™m with you because of that, not because I want to just get off. I get pleasure from your pleasure.โ€ He cooed, leaning forward to rest his forehead against your own.
His breath fanned across your lips as his other hand finally cupped your hip beneath your oversized shirt. โ€œSharon told me that you always finished with her.โ€ You whispered, your fingers curling into the compression shirt he wore.
His pecs rippled with your touch, his heartbeat strong beneath your palms. โ€œI canโ€™t cum, doll. Or at least I canโ€™t anymore.โ€ Taking a shaky breath, he continued.
โ€œI donโ€™t think Iโ€™ve cum since before the serum.โ€ His voice was soft, ashamed. His broad shoulders dropped as he finally admitted the truth. โ€œIt did something to me that no one has been able to figure out yet but weโ€™re getting closer.โ€
โ€œBut Sharon-โ€œ
โ€œI faked it with her. Every time.โ€ At your puzzled expression, Steve smiled softly. โ€œI always wore condoms so she couldnโ€™t tell and besides, it was only a couple times before you were even around. I havenโ€™t thought about her since the moment you walked into the tower on your first day.โ€
Only now did you melt into his hold, letting him pull you closer as he endeavoured to comfort you. โ€œYouโ€™re all I want, all I need. I promise.โ€ย 
โ€œReally?โ€ You whispered, your lips drawing closer to his. The corners of his eyes scrunched as he smiled back at you.
โ€œReally. As long as you donโ€™t mind that I canโ€™t fill you up with my cum, mark you from the inside out.โ€ He growled playfully. Heat rushed to your cheeks at the dirty talk, your mind now filled with images of just that.
โ€œStevie!โ€ You yelped but was cut off by his lips pressing against yours. Your heart skipped a beat as he held you tighter, the kiss quickly becoming far more passionate.
โ€œThatโ€™s my good girl.โ€ย 
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I Like Your Dress ~ Logan Howlett x Fem! Reader
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โœฉ Content: Logan goes crazy over your dress, Domino shows up (I miss her so bad), cream pie is mentioned A LOT, Wade breaks the 4th wall, P in V, Logan does NOT wrap it up this time, MINORS DNI!!
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The fresh smell of food made Logan awake from his slumber.
Sleepily searching for you on your side of the bed, only to discover that you weren't there. Having a sudden burst of energy, Logan got out of bed to find you. He didnโ€™t need to go far when sees you wiggling your hips at the stove, stirring a pot.
โ€œHey.โ€
You look behind you when hearing his voice, โ€œHi!โ€
Logan pulls you close as you greet him with good morning kisses. Well, afternoon after checking the time.
โ€œHow did you sleep? I let you sleep in a little bit, you were so tired from that mission last night.โ€
Logan smiles, โ€œI slept alright.โ€
He sees the multitude of ingredients on the counter and remembers what they're were for. Wade was throwing a potluck since Domino was coming back from a month long mission. Of course, he invited you two and you were so excited. Logan was neutral. He would've preferred to stay in bed with you all day.
You said you were making a few things, but the amount of ingredients you had made him wonder. โ€œHow many people are you planning to feed?โ€
โ€œEnough.โ€ You said, going back to your pot, which he found out was pasta. โ€œColossus and Peter will be there. We both know how much they like to eat.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t push yourself.โ€ His tone was rough but you knew it was his way of caring.
โ€œI won't.โ€
Logan grabbed himself an afternoon shot of bourbon before excusing himself to get ready. Trying to prepare himself for socializing and dealing with Wade.
When he came back clean and not as rugged, you were finishing up, putting white icing on the strawberry cake. Logan swiped his finger on the cake and licked it, cream cheese on his tongue.
โ€œThatโ€™s good.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t lick it anymore.โ€ You lightly threaten, smacking his hand away. โ€œSave it for the party.โ€
โ€œFine.โ€ Logan kisses your cheek and stands behind you to watch you finish icing the cake. In your beautiful handwriting โ€˜Welcome back, Dominoโ€™ in pink icing. โ€œWould ya look at that? You should be on those baking shows.โ€
โ€œNuh uh, I'm okay with just watching videos.โ€
Once you were finished, he helped you place the cake in the dome, ready to go with the rest of the food. You gave him an order to not eat any of it before you ran into the bathroom to get ready. Logan gave you about five minutes before inspecting the tins. He smiled when he saw you only made a few items, a large tray of pasta salad and spinach dip. Just to make sure it wasn't poisoned, he took a swipe of each, humming at how good it tasted.
He knew you were going to be a while so he opened a window, grabbed a cigar and lounged to smoke. Logan knew you didn't like it when he smoked in the apartment, but said it was okay as long as he let in some fresh air after.
As usual, you took almost a hour getting ready, but it was well worth the wait.
When you stepped out of the room, Logan started coughing, blowing smoke out the window to make sure a lot didn't linger. His eyes trailed your outfit, a tie dye colored maxi dress with thin straps, and cute, brown sandals to match. Logan didn't care when you scolded him for obviously taking a bite of your pasta salad. His breath was stolen away.
โ€œI like your dress.โ€
โ€œYou're changing the subject, but thanks.โ€
He steps in front of you, eyes lowered as he kept gazing at your form. The dress hugging your body while still being appropriate. Logan's hand rests on your ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze.
โ€œI really like your dress.โ€
You avoid his lustful gaze, โ€œDonโ€™t you start.โ€
โ€œStart what?โ€ He steals a kiss from you, careful not to mess up your lipstick. โ€œI can't compliment my lady?โ€
โ€œYou can compliment me by using your words.โ€
โ€œIt's not as fun that way.โ€ He dips his head between your neck to smell you. You weren't wearing any perfume this time, but the honey scent from your lotion was enough to complete the entire package. Logan growls, squeezing your ass some more and making you giggle.
โ€œWe should go, I don't wanna be late.โ€
โ€œWe won't. I swear.โ€ His hand cups the nape of your neck, putting it back so he could kiss you some more. Parting your lips to dive his tongue right in. Your moans spurring him on.
It didn't last long though.
โ€œLogan.โ€ You gently push him away, โ€œWe will have some time later.โ€
He sucked his teeth before grabbing all of the food you made.
Logan remained a scowling mess when you two arrived for the potluck.
You were the more social one out of the relationship, so you immediately flocked to the crowd who welcomed you with open arms. Even Domino, despite that this was the first time you two saw each other. Logan makes his usual rounds of saying hi before picking a corner with a drink in his hand and observing.
It was his way of enjoying himself without being easily annoyed and overwhelmed by the sheer number of people in the apartment. Best of all, he could watch you socialize. Your face lighting up at the conversations while that gorgeous dress clung to your body. Logan always likes to admire you in your element, but you wearing that dress was more than enough to make him want to do things to you. His hands involuntary flexed at the idea of feeling your body through the dress.
โ€œThereโ€™s my grumpy kitty!โ€ Domino says to Logan, who scowled at her, but there was no malice behind it.
โ€œHey, Dom.โ€
โ€œWade told me that your hair was getting better and now I see why.โ€ She motions to you talking to Peter about him getting highlights. Logan's lips curl upwards again at the sight of you. โ€œShe's cute.โ€
โ€œThanks. I heard she scheduled you an appointment?โ€
Domino nods, โ€œGonna try something new. This is getting stale.โ€ She motions to her afro.
โ€œDonโ€™t you dare change it.โ€ Wade joins in, pointing at her. โ€œYou know how I feel about change.โ€
โ€œAww.โ€ Domino pinches his cheek, โ€œWe all gotta grow up sometime.โ€
โ€œYou know who you're talking to right?โ€ Logan comments under his drink.
โ€œYour afro was one of the reasons you were so likeable in the second movie. Now what do we have, a woman with luck powers? I still don't believe that's a thing, by the way.โ€
Domino shakes her head at the audacity of it all, โ€œI missed you too.โ€
She excuses herself, leaving Logan and Wade together. The latter started getting a little giddy, cradling his cup, while shooting multiple glances. Logan promised you that he was going to play nice during the party and not get easily annoyed at Wade.
โ€œWhat?โ€
โ€œWeโ€™re having cream pie.โ€ Wade mentions, โ€œDo you wanna know what flavor it is?โ€
Logan holds back an eyeroll, โ€œSure.โ€
โ€œIt's boston cream pie. I know we have a lot of sweet things considering we also have the cake your lady made, but I really wanted some. Actually, it's been a while since you've had cream pie, right?โ€
โ€œI guess.โ€
โ€œOh you'll enjoy this one. You have a bit of a sweet tooth.โ€ There was a moment of silence between them as they watched everyone enjoy themselves. You were getting many compliments on your food, asking for the recipes to make at home. โ€œ Vanessa and I are huge fans of cream pie. Does your lovely lady like it too?โ€
Logan glared at him for a second before thinking about the question, โ€œI think so.โ€
โ€œHas she had it in a while?โ€
โ€œNo.โ€
โ€œI think she'll be very happy when she gets some-โ€
โ€œWhyโ€ฆin the fuck do you keep talking about the damn cream pie?โ€ He feels a slight headache coming on.
Wade shrugs before taking a sip of his drink. โ€œI can't like pie?โ€
Logan growls, ready to toss him out the apartment when you inadvertently save Wade, walking over with a huge smile on your face.
โ€œHi.โ€
โ€œHey, sugar.โ€
You embrace him with arms around his neck. Your lips kissing his cheek, taking in the aftershave.
โ€œHi Wade.โ€
โ€œHi. Your grumpy boyfriend and I were just talking about cream pie. Do you know we're having pie later?โ€
Logan felt his eye twitch at the question, his hand on your hip to keep himself from punching Wade.
โ€œNo, I didnโ€™t!โ€ Your eyes light up, โ€œWhat kind of pie?โ€
โ€œBoston cream. One of the best pies in the world, I should say.โ€
โ€œOoh, you know what, I havenโ€™t had cream pie in a long time.โ€
โ€œOh really?โ€ Wade tilts his head a little, while you nod. โ€œWell, obviously you gotta have some. I think you'll enjoy it. The author knows what I'm talking about.โ€
And just like that, he's gone.
Logan didn't want to acknowledge whatever that was so he pulls you amongst his body. The most handy you'll ever allow him to be in public.
โ€œWe should go.โ€ He whispers in your ear.
โ€œHm? We've only been here for two hours.โ€
That was enough, he wanted to say. Everytime he focuses on you and that dress, he wants to forget behaving and take you back home to lavish on you all night. For those two hours, Logan was trying to keep his thoughts pure enough to get a raging hard on. He didn't know how long he could last.
โ€œJust hang in there a bit longer, okay?โ€ You give him a kiss for encouragement. Logan takes in the imprint of your lips as you go back to socialize. No, he wasn't going to make it.
He hangs on when everyone sits around the table, laughing and talking. You're beside him, hand on his thigh to stabilize him and keep him in the conversation. Logan wants you to go higher, feel the impending hard on.
He needs to get you alone, show you that he was failing at behaving. There weren't a lot of places where you two wouldn't be disturbed. And he didn't want to take you outside and fuck you in an alleyway.
But God answered him.
You excused yourself, making your way to the bathroom. Logan watches you go as everyone continues talking. He gives it a minute before getting up and pretending to grab another drink. Instead, he beelines to the bathroom, standing beside the door and waits. His heartbeat in his chest.
โ€œWho wants some cream pie?โ€ Wade asks, everyone roaring with excitement once you finally open the door.
Logan pushes you back into the bathroom, lips immediately on yours. Your surprised gasp eggs him on while he traps your body against the wall.
โ€œThis is all your fault.โ€ He mutters, constantly stealing kisses.
โ€œHuh? What?โ€ You try to keep up with him as his hands are all over your body, feeling your soft curves through the dress.
โ€œYou know what. Wearing this dress, not letting me do something to you before we came here. Torturing me.โ€
As he spoke, his lips were everywhere. Your face and neck. Trying to wear you down and submit.
โ€œTorturing you? That, that wasn't my intention-oh.โ€ His teeth latched on to your shoulder, having some self control to mark you in a place no one could see.
โ€œI need you.โ€ Logan starts bunching up your dress.
You try to stop him by pushing his hands down, โ€œL-Logan? Logan, baby you didn't lock the door.โ€
โ€œIt's gonna be quick.โ€ You let him bunch up your dress, seeing a glimpse of your panties, which he now sees that it's the lacey blue ones he liked. The ones you mentioned reminded you of the accent colors of his suit.
Logan's jeans were getting tight when he removed them, stuffing them in his pocket. Without saying a word, you jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist. You whimpered under his lips as he was finally able to touch you while wearing the dress. Large hands molding your breasts through the fabric, still managing to locate the nipple and pinching it. His hips rolling against you, creating a nice friction against your cunt.
You were doing so good at keeping quiet for him, only managing the occasional whimper when he hit a perfect spot. Making sure you were stable on his arm, Logan reaches down to your core. His chest rumbles when he feels how wet you're getting. Sinking one digit inside while his thumb presses on your clit. Making circular motions while he was getting you ready.
โ€œDidnโ€™t need to do much, huh?โ€ He said, watching you twist and turn. โ€œYou wanted this as much as I did.โ€
You didn't say anything but he smelled you. His finger coated in your delectable arousal. If you two weren't on a time limit, he'd reach down to get a taste.
Once you were ready, Logan maneuvers to unzip his pants. Even though you were dazed out of your mind, you remember something.
โ€œI left my purse out there.โ€ Your purse had condoms and knowing Logan, he didn't bring them as you insisted on being prepared in case something like this happens. But now both of you were unprepared.
โ€œI'll get ya plan b at the store.โ€ He continues to unzip his jeans.
โ€œDonโ€™t forgetโ€ฆโ€
Logan pulls his cock out with one motion, using some of your wetness for lubrication. โ€œI won't.โ€
He then slips into you. You clutch on to him for dear life, your nails digging into his shirt. Curse his healing factor. He wanted to see the marks you'd leave on him.
He keeps you stable against the wall, sinking into you completely before starting to move. Quick and sharp thrusts in and out of you. Low, wet sounds filling his ears besides your shaky sobs.
โ€œO-Oh godโ€ฆโ€
Logan rolls his eyes back at your desperate tone, โ€œGod's not here, honey.โ€
His own voice comes out strained as he's fucking you. How he wants to pull your dress up further to see your breasts move. But having you like this was much hotter. Wanting you to remember that this was the dress that made him go crazy.
โ€œMmh Loโ€™โ€ฆโ€ He almost comes right there when your hand grips the nape of his neck, pulling the hairs.
Logan grunts, picking up speed, feeling some of his cum leaking out into you. His tip pressing against your cervix that was making you croon. Goosebumps forming on your skin as he hit that spot repeatedly. Making you whine and wince under him.
โ€œSqueeze around me, sweetheart.โ€ He commands and you do so. Your walls molding around his cock as you silently cried out. Even at the height of your pleasure, you still managed to be quiet, mouth agape and he wanted to shut those lips with his own. โ€œGood girl. Good fucking girl.โ€
Logan wasn't far behind, pounding into you mercilessly before shooting his cum inside you. He stilled for a moment then pumped into you a few times to make sure all of his load made it inside. You capture him in another kiss, both of you sighing against each other.
Laughter nearby caused you two to come down from the high. Logan put you down, handing you your panties. He grabbed a few paper towels to make sure no cum stained his jeans. You were checking yourself out in the mirror, making sure Logan didn't mess up your makeup. He did ended up getting some on his face, which had you quickly trying to wipe it away with your thumb.
โ€œI'm good, I'm good.โ€ Logan reassures you before fixing his shirt. โ€œI'll go out first.โ€
โ€œOkay.โ€ Before parting, he gave you another kiss, completely not caring if lipstick stained his lips.
The party continued as if the two of you weren't missing for the last fifteen minutes. Logan played it cool by grabbing another drink. When you came out the bathroom, you two momentarily locked eyes, before acting like nothing happened.
โ€œDid you enjoy the cream pie?โ€
Logan jumps at Wade's sudden appearance, โ€œWhat the fuck? How did you know that I-?โ€
โ€œThe pie's right there.โ€ Wade points to the cut up pie on the kitchen counter. Logan stares at it, a bit dumbfounded. โ€œIt's good right?โ€
Logan's eyes land on you as you're speaking to Domino once more, โ€œYeah. It was good.โ€
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Everlasting Trio Nobody Knows AU DP x DC Part 4
Part 3
(Tim POV! This is a long one ๐Ÿ˜…)
ย Tim almost has it. He's so close to cracking this file he can fucking taste it. He's been fighting this thing for two weeks. It's the most incomprehensible and infuriating code he's ever faced off against, which is fitting considering who gave it to them.
The engineer. THEIR engineer. The engineer they didn't ask for and Tim still isn't sure how they got, and the single biggest mystery in Tim's fucking life right now.
See, a significant amount of Bat gadgets at this point are Tim's brainchildren. He imagines them, he designs them, he workshops and tests them.
A few months ago, he'd had a pouch on his utility belt full of experimental pellets meant for slowing down fleeing vehicles. They were designed to break when run over and the compound inside would expand into durable, sticky foam that would ensnare tires.
He'd tested them in the cave.
He had not been prepared to take one hit to that side and have to frantically divest himself of that pouch before he became Gotham's latest foam based cryptid.ย 
His family had laughed themselves silly at him even as he broke off in pursuit of the drug runners he'd been fighting.
When Tim had doubled back expecting a mess to clean up and pellets to rework? It had been gone. All of it. The foam, the pellets, the pouch of his utility belt.
A serious problem, because who knows who got their hands on that?
Then it had shown back up.
That is to say, Gordon had called them because he found a pouch with a note labeled โ€˜for Red Robinโ€™ sitting on the stand of the Bat Signal and didn't dare touch it.
After making sure it wasn't a bomb or some kind of biological weapon, Tim had opened the pouch - his own belt pouch - and found pellets. New pellets. Different pellets.
The note just read, โ€œAs funny as that was to watch, I fixed them for you. No more premature sploogage on the job. :3 P.S. here's a recipe for solution to dissolve future intentional discharges.โ€
They'd been right, too. The new pellets were tested (in case THEY were a bomb or biological weapon) and they'd been just strong enough to safely transport but still break when under the pressure of tires. Even the foam was more effective, and the spray Tim synthesized from that stupid recipe had worked like a dream.
What. The fuck.
This person not only improved his design and came up with a dissolution agent from scratch in days, they'd been watching without him knowing and made off with the original pellets without anyone noticing.
This was either a rogue in the making or someone they wanted on their side, and either way they needed to be found.
So Tim had done the obvious.
He'd put together a lockbox of money for the product they'd been given, loaded it with no less than ten (10) bat trackers and a note thanking their mysterious benefactor and requesting to meet up. He'd exploded a foam pellet on a rooftop and left the box on it in the hopes they'd notice and find it, then hung around far enough to not be seen and close enough to beat feet as soon as the trackers started moving.ย 
They did not start moving. They all went offline simultaneously.ย 
Tim has never moved so fast in his life, and yet by the time he got to the rooftop there was a pile of foam and nothing else. Not even a trace of whoever took the lockbox.
The next day, there was a ping of one (1) tracker that led them to a note thanking him for the money, refusing to meet, and asking if they'd considered certain improvements to their grapples with schematics for said designs.
Thus started the most bizarre and infuriating chase through notes, money, helpful designs and disappearing trackers Tim has ever been a part of.
Last time, the engineer had left them a USB stick and a note claiming that since they really wanted to know about him so bad, they could have the information on the USB if they could crack the encryption on the zip file inside.
Obviously they screened heavily for viruses or backdoors, but long story short Tim has been trying to crack the fucking thing for two weeks and refuses to let Oracle help. It's personal. It's a matter of pride.ย 
He could swear the code itself has actively been sabotaging his attempts to hack it, which is, you know. Impossible.ย 
Ping!
Tim blinks, looking over at the map on another monitor of the Bat computer.ย 
โ€œMotherfucker-โ€
He taps into Dukeโ€™s comms. This is the first time this has ever happened during the day shift, he wasn't expecting it.
โ€œSignal! I need you on the roof of the warehouse on the corner of Fifth and Everest - a tracker just came online.โ€
Another thing that infuriates Tim. You can't just turn Bat trackers on and off. They're activated, and then they either stay active or they're destroyed. They can't be turned off and then reactivated.
And fucking yet.
Duke groans, but his own tracker starts making its way in that direction.
โ€œDude. He's gonna be long gone by the time I get there. He always is.โ€
โ€œHe can't run from me forever,โ€ Tim insists. โ€œI'm almost in this damn file, and I am going to find him and dangle him off a roof from his ankles for giving us this runaround, so help me God.โ€
โ€œUh huh,โ€ Duke deadpans. โ€œSure you are. I'm almost there, and- oh look! A note. What a surprise!โ€
Tim hears Duke touch down on the rooftop, eyes on the code on his screen while his brother clears his throat and reads aloud.
โ€œAhem- โ€˜Good morning, sunshine!โ€™ - guess that's me - โ€˜I hear some bats and birds have been murdering tires at an alarming rate with the way they drive their bikes-โ€™โ€
Tim freezes. He's not listening anymore.
โ€œSignal.โ€
โ€œโ€˜- and that just can't be good for business. Nobody wants a bald tire ruining a chase. So boy do I have the thing for you-โ€
โ€œSignal!โ€
โ€œWhat?โ€
โ€œI got it.โ€
โ€œHuh? Got what?โ€
โ€œI cracked his file. I got it.โ€
Tim is staring, wide eyed and full of a mixture of elation and trepidation at the contents of the zip file. It's a single text file titled, โ€˜Wow! You did it!โ€™
โ€œOh, shit? Well? What's in it?โ€
Tim swallows, mouse hovering over the file. He takes a deep breath, then double clicks.
The file opens.
Tim blinks.
โ€œRed Robin? What's in it?โ€
Tim scrolls slowly down, disbelief and horror dawning across his face. โ€œOh my God.โ€
โ€œWhat? Come on, man, talk to me.โ€
Tim scrolls further.
โ€œOh. My God.โ€
โ€œRed? Red Robin, you're scaring me, man.โ€
Tim puts his face in his hands. Voice muffled, he responds.
โ€œDuke.โ€
โ€œ...Red? You okay?โ€
โ€œNo.โ€
โ€œNo?โ€
โ€œIt's the entire Bee Movie script.โ€
Silence reigns for a solid five seconds before Duke breaks and descends into raucous, hysterical laughter.
Even muffled by his own hands, Tim's scream of rage scares the bats in the cave into a tizzy.
Part 5
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httpwintersoldier ยท 1 year ago
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opla men hc || you tease them with a short skirt
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โคท when zoro sees you parading around with that skirt hanging dangerously close to your ass cheeks, a whirlwind of emotions goes through him
โคท he wants to stand behind you to cover you so no one else can see the way your ass revealed slightly when you walked, he wanted to lift it slightly and get a better look, he wanted to pick you up, carry you to his bedroom and fuck you senseless...
โคท so many scenarios and all he could do was silently play the scenarios in his head over and over as he shamelessly stared at your ass
โคท it all changed when zoro noticed you'd bend down only when he was watching, you'd sway your hips playfully and bounce back and forth jiggling your ass on purpose
โคท you were teasing him
โคท once zoro puts 2 and 2 together he just chuckles
โคท the swordsman comes behind you, grips your waist and pulls your ass against his growing erection
โคท "I'm gonna love to see this during the rest of the day, because I'm not fucking or touching you until you're on your knees, begging"
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โคท the second you step out in the miniskirt mihawk smirks
โคท he instantly knew what you were doing, and smirked - mihawk found it... amusing
โคท the man loved to see how hard you tried to bend over and expose your ass, desperately trying to get a reaction out of him
โคท mihawk enjoyed how hard you were working to get his attention
โคท most of all, he did love the view - the way the skirt almost gave him a look of your pretty panties huggung your ass beautifully...
โคท "once you've had enough of teasing me, do meet me in my room, it's my turn now"
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โคท luffy is oblivious to what you're trying to do, but either way he doesn't care because he was too focused blatantly staring at your ass
โคท his eyes were glued to your rear, often brushing against the bits of your cheeks that peeked out of the small piece of fabric
โคท luffy doesn't care who's watching, if he wants it he gets it, so if he wants to grab your ass, he will
โคท you didn't think luffy would sneak his hands under your skirt and grab your ass, but he did, several times
โคท it made it hard for you to maintain your composure, especially when he wrapped his arms around you and laid his head on your ass, sneeaking a couple bites in
โคท he will get very protective, whiny and jealous if he sees other people looking as well though
โคท "I think I wanna try some new stuff, y/n"
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โคท he didn't even care that you were teasing him
โคท sanji's hands were all over you the whole day, groaning in your ear and whispering praises and dirty things every time he passed by you
โคท he would find any and every reason to come behind you and brush his crotch against your ass
โคท would definitely pull you into a dark corner in the middle of the day and fuck you from the back against a wall while he covered your mouth so no one could hear you
โคท sanji would cum on your panties and make you walk around with his cum sticking to your pussy
โคท "how many rounds do you think you can handle, my love?"
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โคท shanks loves it
โคท he obviously knows what you're doing and you knew he'd catch on so you're not exactly discrete with your plans either
โคท shanks would make little sexual comments here and there (and would praise you equally as much)
โคท he wouldn't mind the constant boner throughout the day because he'd love the show you'd be putting on for him
โคท the man would absolutely love to see the way your crotch squeezed in between your legs when you bent over (and he would definetily tug your panties to the side to "take a peek" while you bent down)
โคท ass smacks the whole damn time
โคท will be thinking of all the ways to fuck you at the end of the day and will make sure to whisper all of them to you
โคท "I'm gonna fuck you for the exact ammount of time you've been teasing me for, how does that sound?"
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โคท oh buggy loves it
โคท he doesn't even care that you're teasing him
โคท buggy loves it when you put on a show for him and he loves it even more if you do it in front of others - he wants to show off how lucky he is, how he gets to fuck someone so beautiful and only he can do it
โคท he would groan at the sight of you asscheeks and panties
โคท buggy would beg you to sit on his lap while he was on his throne
โคท the Captain would praise you constantly as he caressed your body and admired the way your ass sat against his cock
โคท you'd end up riding him on the throne
โคท and after he'd cum in you he would just wrap his arms around you and have you cockwarm him
โคท "where can I find more of these pretty skirts? We need to get you some more..."
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Danny no longer has a haunt. Soโ€ฆ he decides to find another one. And while he technically has a whole world (other dimensions arenโ€™t an option because heโ€™s going to stay near where Jazzโ€™s grave is, damn it) thereโ€™s only a couple of other places with enough ambient ectoplasm to sustain him. Nanda Parbat, Tokyo, and Gotham.
Nanda Parbat had a weird old musty immortal that kept trying to summon him and exchange power for the ability to โ€œtake a worthy body and rain as much destructionโ€ as heโ€™d like. As if Danny would need a body to bring the world to its knees.
Tokyoโ€ฆ itโ€™s too far from Jazzโ€™s grave. He could ask Wulf or even open his own portal but when Danny tried it out, Tokyo was too peaceful. Obviously thereโ€™s crime, but nothingโ€ฆ nothing big like Dannyโ€™s used to.
Danny ends up picking Gotham, even if the sewer zombies and the weird group of rich fruit loops with an adoption problem creeps him out. So, he destroys the portal, packs up his parentsโ€™ house and sells it, and hauls ass to the cesspool calling his name. His familyโ€™s stuff is stored respectfully in a vault located on the deepest parts of his personal haunt in the Infinite Realms.
And honestly, heโ€™s doing better. Sure, heโ€™s got a shitty apartment near another revenantโ€™s almost-haunt and he feels like heโ€™s drowning all of the time, but Danny isnโ€™t in danger of turning into Dan, heโ€™s catching up on royal paperwork, and heโ€™s got like a job as a barista. In his own coffee shop that paid for using his parentโ€™s money (who, despite their hazardous everything, made a crap ton of money off of their more normal inventions).
Gothamโ€™s got some pretty interesting local gangs, most of which respected the sanctity of Dannyโ€™s cafe. Sure, they tried blowing it up and tried extorting money from him in the form of โ€œprotection costsโ€ but after three months of failure, they gave up.
(Really, the local gangs gave up when they saw him take three shotgun shells to the chest and continued to work.) (They didnโ€™t know it never hit him. Intangibility is extremely useful.)
The Rogues, on the other hand, just gave Danny flashbacks. Their gimmicks are different, sure, but after years of Box Ghost, Skuller, Lunch Lady, etc., Dannyโ€™s more than done with costumed villains. They donโ€™t bother him either. Some of the reason is probably due to Harley and Ivy, who had walked into the cafe and (because they were bruised and scratched up from a fight) triggered Dannyโ€™s mother hen tendencies. They were promptly fed and watered and caffeinated and their hyenas were also similarly taken care of. They declared the cafe under their protection and that was that.
Red Hood stops by, and begins to interrogate him. But when Danny met hisโ€ฆ helmet eyes? The crime lord paused, paid for his coffee, and sat in a corner table of the cafe for the rest of the day.
And he kept coming back?
But Danny figures itโ€™s because Hood was a revenant and people who had come close to death tends to feel more comfortable around him.
(Considering this is Gotham where people almost die every other day? Yeah, heโ€™s pretty much friends with everyone. Or at least, less likely to get shot.)
(Hood does stay because of the Kingโ€™s presence and the Pit calming itself, but also Dannyโ€™s hot and heโ€™s got a sleeper build and Hood definitely did not imagine himself in the place of the heavy box he saw Danny lift effortlessly onto a table. No.)
But of course, the peace couldnโ€™t last forever. But by then, Danny was so antsy, he welcomed the trouble with open arms.
It starts with a clown. Danny knows who he is. He knows who Danny is.
So, Danny has no idea why the clown thought it would be a good idea to aggravate the owner of Gothamโ€™s official neutral grounds. See, Clovkwork? Dannyโ€™s learned how to gauge his own political importance!
โ€œHAHAHAHAHA! COME OUT, DANNY-BOY! LET ME TELL YOU A JOKE!โ€
Danny comes out and grabs a chair, and with a flat expression, says, โ€œyouโ€™re not funny and I hate clowns.โ€
And then he swings and slams the chair into the Jokerโ€™s face. Over and over again until Dannyโ€™s sure the clown wonโ€™t get back up. The thing about Gothamโ€™s outdoor chairs is that theyโ€™re mad out of steel and are bolted down to the ground to prevent undedicated thieves (dedicated thieves can and will steal the bolted down steel chairs). The Jokerโ€™s hired muscle just watched this scrawny twenty-something year old yank the steel chair and take some of the fucking ground and the bolts with it and beat the fuck out of their boss who is the literal Joker.
They surrender on the spot and is taken to jail. Danny just smiles at the officers who come by and since heโ€™s got pretty privilege and they donโ€™t want to mess with the guy who, again, owns one of Gothamโ€™s official neutral ground and also beat up Joker without breaking a sweat, the officers just lets him go with a warning.
And then the bats comes, and wow, Dannyโ€™s playing mentor to a formally dead person again!
But before that, the Red Hood asks for an autograph on the Gotham Gazette article with a picture of a tired Danny standing over Jokerโ€™s prone body. Then Hood stammers through asking Danny out (which Danny said yes to because heโ€™s tired, not blind, and Hood is built like a brick house and HOT).
Batman interrogates him. Danny, who can tell that this man needs therapy and is Sad TM, tells Bats that Dannyโ€™s died before and thatโ€™s why heโ€™s like this. He also calls Batman a furry, but like in a nice way. And then he kicks Batman out with a coffee and a file on Nanda Parbat.
Now, Dannyโ€™s got a date to prepare for and he realizes that maybe this is what Jazz wanted for him- to be happy and mostly safe and happy. (Or, happier, he thinks. Itโ€™s been a long time since heโ€™s been truly happy, but this might be a good start)
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I know this page now is filled with Mafia Kรถnig, and Monster Kรถnig, and Slasher Kรถnig, but it was revealed to me in a dream- Executioner Kรถnig. Apparently, (though I don't have a source) given that the profession often met with isolation, which obviously made it hard to find a bride. Some executioners if they weren't married already, could pardon a woman prisoner if she agreed to marry him. Now enter, all in white, Reader that has commited an unspecified crime. It's still enough to be on death row for it. But Konig, seeing her, just can't let such a pretty thing die. He's lonely, and not getting any younger....
Cut to Reader confused later in life how her life from stealing or conning went to cooking potatoes and warming his bed at night while he's busy ripping someone's intestines out.
(plus fucking Reader in a pillory as a treat)
You prayed every night. They gave you a week before the execution - threw you in a cold basement, dampened your feet in water, and waited until you begged for the sentence to come faster. They couldn't - the royal executioner was out on the road from another city, and they couldn't have a royal maid to be killed by some commoner. You thought you'd have time to let them know how you didn't do what you did - how you were innocent all along if only crime for protecting yourself. No one listened, of course. The royal executioner has cold hands, and you can almost feel them preparing for the torture. This is what he is going to do, you think - put you in a pillory, slowly rip you from inside out. A fitting punishment is to dump your common blood so everyone can see just how much of a filth you are. Konig knows he has a right to you - a royal maid, probably framed. Maybe you are guilty- but he looked at your wide eyes and tear-stained face, and he didn't really care. You have soft legs and nice hips, a body that even prisoner's rags couldn't hide. You'd give him nice, fat babies - about a litter of them, poor bastard living with their father's profession. Daughters never get married, and sons get themselves wives in a similar fashion. Konig draps a hand over your thighs, under the rags - you're filthy, but he never minded. Can clean you up after, make you a wife. Honest woman, getting clean with his cock lodged deep in your cunt. He always liked girls from the royal district - clean, fresh, looking small like dolls on their fast legs. Like deers in the forest, except that he can now get himself one. Like catching a forest nymph. You don't even whimper as he drags a hand over your pussy, fingering you slowly - learned his way with brothel girls, always too nervous to actually do something, but also too horny not to. No one would be with an executioner willingly, so he would fuck you until heaven and the crown would forgive you and then would put a nice ring on your finger. Drag you to his house and made you his made - and his princess, too. Would buy you a dozen little goose feather pillows and a soft blanket from a foreign merchant so your body would forget the cold and the depth of the dungeon. He knows you'd be a good housewife because you managed to work in a castle - he doesn't care if it was the lower quarters if you only worked with other servants. He calls you a princess in bed and gets expensive cuts of lamb to cook. You burn your first one, roasting it too much, not knowing how to deal with meat if it's not made from scraps - and he ate it anyway, nuzzling his face into your breasts later as if asking for seconds. Puts a baby in you two months after the wedding. Haggles with merchants for soothing herbs and tortures 5 people per day for a bigger cut of what was in their pockets. Gets you a really nice bracelet out of some poor merchanting bastard, and you wore it like a shackle, your hands still trembling lightly when embracing him. The smell of your hair makes him forget about blood, and he clings to your body like a dog whenever he is home. Konig couldn't be happier.
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for thawing out, i see how you've already characterized the reader as kind of the calm, even keeled one of the group and i would LOVE to just see her stand up for herself and absolutely blow up after getting pushed too far by the boys (a little mean of me to want her to go through that but-) but yes i love me a good out of character moment that kind of make the characters be like "oh shit maybe we shouldn't be acting this way-" love you babe ๐Ÿซถ
Hi lovely, idk if this is exactly what you had in mind but thanks sm for requesting! Love you <3
collab with @ellecdc
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11
cw: modern au, chronic pain, implied past abuse, hurt no comfort (for some)
poly!wolfstar x fem!reader โ™ก 2.9k words
When Remus arrives at your apartment the next morning, Sirius is already standing at the front door. His arms are crossed over his chest as he glowers in Remusโ€™ direction, but itโ€™s difficult to find him very intimidating when his nose is pink from the cold.ย 
โ€œOh,โ€ he says, feeling awkward. โ€œHello.โ€ย 
โ€œHi,โ€ Sirius replies drily. โ€œWhat are you doing here?โ€ย 
Remus shrugs. Fine. If Sirius wants to be a prick (and what else is new), he can do that too. โ€œI didnโ€™t think youโ€™d come. Have you knocked already?โ€ย 
โ€œOf course I knocked,โ€ he all but sneers. โ€œWhy would you assume I wasnโ€™t going to be here? I said I would be.โ€ย 
โ€œI honestly didnโ€™t expect youโ€™d be able to drag yourself out of bed.โ€ย 
Sirius looks ready to make a retort, but your door opens. You look surprised to see both boys on your doorstep, your smile tentative. Remus still doesnโ€™t understand how you can do that at such an early hour.ย 
โ€œHi,โ€ you say. Then you turn to Sirius, grin widening as you pinch the frozen tip of his nose fondly. โ€œYou made it.โ€ย 
โ€œObviously I made it!โ€ The other boyโ€™s voice takes on a wounded tone, and Remus has to tuck a smile into his scarf. Sirius must suspect, because his gaze narrows.
โ€œHow did you get this address?โ€ he asks Remus.ย 
Remus feels his brow crinkle. Itโ€™s not as if heโ€™s the one youโ€™re in danger of.ย 
โ€œHe texted me last night, and I gave it to him,โ€ you answer for him. โ€œI sort of assumed youโ€™d oversleep.โ€ย 
Sirius makes an indignant scoffing noise, but he appears to have nothing more to say. He seems in especially brutish form today. Youโ€™re as unphased by his moods as usual, hooking your arm through his.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m sorry to get you both up so early, but I suppose two guard dogs are even better than one.โ€ You squeeze Siriusโ€™ bicep affectionately, and the look you send Remus is pure sweetness. โ€œItโ€™s really nice of you both to come.โ€ย 
Something warm and fond blooms in Remusโ€™ chest. Sirius mutters some disgruntled sort of assent.ย 
You grin. โ€œAnd now, we can all buy our own drinks!โ€ย 
โ€œOh, fuck this then,โ€ Siriusโ€™ irritating pugnacious tone is back, though now itโ€™s at least partly for show. โ€œI didnโ€™t realize that was part of the deal. I want out.โ€ย 
You only make an amused pffting sound, pulling him playfully against your side.ย 
Remus falls back to let the two of you walk alongside each other on the sidewalk. Itโ€™s odd and occasionally entertaining to watch you, so entirely familiar and at ease with each other. Itโ€™s the sort of relationship Remus hasnโ€™t had in years, and heโ€™s beginning to question whether he ever had a bond quite as close as yours. Itโ€™s obvious even from the outside that the pair of you know each other inside and out, and that you love each other just as deeply. But Siriusโ€™ love is another thing entirely; the way he looks at you is almost too painful to witness.ย 
Remus doesnโ€™t understand why Sirius hasnโ€™t pursued you. He certainly prefers it this way; it makes his job considerably easier with things platonic and professional between the pair of you, but it just doesnโ€™t add up. Sirius strikes him as the sort of cocksure prat who goes for what he wants, every time. Heโ€™s certainly arrogant enough to be sure heโ€™ll get it, and admittedly, with his looks and devil-may-care attitude, there arenโ€™t many people Remus can see turning him down. (They definitely should, but they likely wouldnโ€™t.) Perhaps, after knowing him so long and working with him so closely, youโ€™re simply too smart to get entangled with the likes of Sirius Black.ย 
You do eventually look back to call Remus up to join the two of you. Sirius looks irked at this, and Remus wishes he could say he was more mature, but he goes in large part because of it. You loop your other arm through his and make sure to include him in your conversation the rest of the way to the rink.ย 
The morningโ€™s practice goes by with much of the same forced camaraderie. Youโ€™re friendly and receptive, Sirius is loud and irksome, but overall Remus is pleased with how things are going. Youโ€™re improving every day, to a degree Remus canโ€™t help but admire. He can easily see you perfecting this routine by the Olympics in less than a month, which certainly defies his expectations from when he first started coaching you. Sirius is the same as always; heโ€™s not as consistent or as controlled as Remus would like, but he doesnโ€™t seem inclined to change and his form is (though Remus wouldnโ€™t admit it aloud even at knifepoint) truly beautiful to watch.ย 
By the end, he has only one thing to say.ย 
โ€œI think we need to up the ante.โ€ย 
You look up from where youโ€™re putting on your skate guards, intrigued. โ€œHow do you mean?โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re going to perfect this routine.โ€ Remus can say that with confidence now. A nice little bonus is the way your face lights with bashful pride when he does. โ€œYouโ€™ll get plenty of execution points from that, but if you want to really compete it wouldnโ€™t hurt to add a higher difficulty move.โ€ย 
Sirius looks up, his gaze watchful.ย 
โ€œWhat did you have in mind?โ€ you ask.
โ€œA death spiral,โ€ says Remus. โ€œWe could fit it in during the lower-level sequence towards the end. You should be ending with more of a crescendo anyway.โ€ย 
Youโ€™re nodding. โ€œAn outside death spiral?โ€ย 
โ€œAnd backwards, if youโ€™re up for it.โ€ย 
โ€œNo way.โ€ Siriusโ€™ skates are already in his bag. You look over at him, bemused, but heโ€™s looking at Remus. โ€œYou canโ€™t fuck with the program this late. Itโ€™s only a couple of weeks before we leave.โ€ย 
Reluctantly, Remus turns to face him. His eyes are like a brewing storm. โ€œAnd would you like to medal whilst youโ€™re there?โ€ย 
โ€œWe donโ€™t need this to medal.โ€ย 
โ€œYou donโ€™t know what the competition will be like. You need to bring everything you can to the routine.โ€ย 
Sirius kisses his teeth. He stands, looking at Remus with barely repressed malice. โ€œA backwards outside death spiral isnโ€™t something you can just toss in at the last minute. Weโ€™re only just starting to manage what we have in the routine already! Itโ€™s too risky.โ€ย 
Remus fights the urge to roll his eyes. Sirius isnโ€™t subtle; itโ€™s clear what this is really about. โ€œSheโ€™s going to be fine,โ€ he says firmly, refusing to back down when the other boy's eyes narrow. โ€œSheโ€™s perfectly capable of deciding for herself whether she wants to do this, and your feelings cannot be the deciding factor here. The death spiral is a staple of pair routines. You have to take some risks if you want to compete at this level.โ€ย 
โ€œOh, do you?โ€ Siriusโ€™ laugh is cold and dead. โ€œIs that what you did? If itโ€™s so fucking easy, why donโ€™t we get out there so you can show us how itโ€™s done?โ€ He juts his chin towards the ice, jaw set and eyes blazing. โ€œYou can let us see how great it works out to take risks.โ€ย 
Remus doesnโ€™t even feel the ache in his hip as he takes two quick steps towards Sirius, towering over the other boy with his blood pounding in his ears. Sirius is forced to look up, but he turns his chin up defiantly. His face hardens as he takes in a short, quick breath.ย 
You cram yourself between them.ย 
Itโ€™s like snapping back into his body. Remus stumbles back, his hip screaming at the hurried motion. He bites the inside of his cheek hard enough to taste iron, collapsing backwards onto the bench while you put yourself in front of Sirius like a human shield. Your expression is wrathful.ย 
โ€œDo not do that,โ€ you growl. You reach behind you, taking Siriusโ€™ forearm in your grasp as though to keep him from moving. โ€œGod, why do you both have to be such dickheads to each other? Weโ€™re done here.โ€ย 
You march straight past Remus, dragging Sirius along on your other side like a dog on a leash. He looks about as shell-shocked as Remus feels. Your outburst knocked him flat on his ass, literally. Itโ€™s not that Remus didnโ€™t think you were capable of yelling; he suspected you had fangs, but the venom came as a surprise.ย 
He winces when the door bangs shut behind you. They probably deserve that. He doesnโ€™t envy Sirius, whoโ€™s likely to get a lengthy lecture from you on the walk home, but Remus does realize this could mean him losing his job. Trading petty remarks with Sirius had almost begun to feel like part of his role, but heโ€™d never expected to make you so furious. He doesnโ€™t know what it will mean for him that he has.ย 
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During the entirety of Remusโ€™ long, steamy shower, he cannot stop thinking of the look on Siriusโ€™ face. The way his eyes had almost changed color, going from a murky gray to blue like the hottest part of a flame. Heโ€™d looked almost pleading, for half a second after Remus first brought up the death spiral, before his face hardened back into harsh stoniness. He keeps fixating on that look, that second where the dynamic between them seemed on the brink of shifting before it didnโ€™t. But maybe it never could have. Maybe Remus imagined the whole thing; it was only half a second, anyway.ย 
Regardless, he feels stupid for stooping to Siriusโ€™ level. Heโ€™s better than that, he hopes, but in the last few weeks heโ€™s let the other boy bring out the worst in him. He decides that if you donโ€™t fire him, heโ€™s going to try harder to be above it. If Sirius wants to trade insults like a child, Remus can treat him like a child; with patience and a repertoire of aloof platitudes, but he wonโ€™t engage with him anymore.ย 
Heโ€™s put on a pair of pajama pants and is moving the waistband to hold a pack of frozen peas to his hip when thereโ€™s a knock on his door. He leans back to peer through the window, and there you are, blowing into your hands and shivering on his doorstep.ย 
Remus groans as he gets up. He was really hoping to have at least one night of relaxation before having to have this conversation.ย 
You must stop rubbing your hands together when you hear him opening the door. โ€œHi,โ€ you say.ย 
โ€œHi,โ€ Remus replies, amused despite himself. Theyโ€™re having one of those odd nights where snow falls but doesnโ€™t stick, except to you apparently. Little white flakes are tangled in your hair and dusted across your shoulders. Remus can see some between your eyelashes when you blink. Youโ€™re stiff as a board, but thereโ€™s no hiding the tiny waves of trembles that shake your frame.ย 
โ€œI hope itโ€™s okay that I didnโ€™t call first.โ€ Your voice is teetering on the brink of a chitter.
โ€œYeah, itโ€™s alright.โ€ Remus really shouldnโ€™t feel so warm towards you when youโ€™re likely here to fire (or at the very least, berate) him, but you do look terribly cold. โ€œWould you like to come in?โ€ย 
โ€œYeah, thanks.โ€ You step inside so fast he hardly has time to make room for you, and the sleeve of your coat brushes against his bare chest, making him shiver. Remus realizes then that heโ€™s not wearing a shirt, but he decides not to care; it is his house (or his rental, at least), and youโ€™re the one who showed up unannounced. Heโ€™s entitled to be as underdressed as he likes.ย 
This small bit of indignance, though founded entirely from a battle within himself, reminds Remus to be miffed with you.ย 
โ€œIf youโ€™re going to ask me to apologize to Sirius,โ€ he says, going to the kitchen to put the kettle on (he may be miffed, but he is still Welsh), โ€œyou can save it. I have no intention of getting into a row like that with him again, but I was not the one who was being unreasonable.โ€ย 
You rub your lips together, nodding. โ€œYeah, I agree. You shouldnโ€™t apologize to him.โ€ย 
Remus feels his eyebrows draw together. โ€œOkayโ€ฆgood. Because Iโ€™m not planning on it,โ€ he says, just to be sure you understand. โ€œHe was completely out of line.โ€ย 
You nod again. โ€œHe was.โ€ย 
Remus finds his eyes straying to the door while he mulls over whether heโ€™s feeling impolite enough to ask the next logical question. Then what are you doing here?
You take in a breath, letting it whoosh out of you. โ€œI came because I want to apologize.โ€ย 
Itโ€™s impossible to keep the surprise off his face. โ€œYou?โ€ย 
โ€œYeah.โ€ You rock a bit on your feet, and Remus realizes youโ€™re still wearing your coat. Either you donโ€™t plan to stay long, or youโ€™re too anxious to take it off without an invitation. โ€œIโ€™m sorry I shouted at you earlier. It was really harshโ€”I mean, I was right, but I didnโ€™t need to be cruel about it.โ€ You glance to the side, a bit of bashfulness softening your voice. โ€œI also shouldnโ€™t have called you a dickhead.โ€ย 
A little chuckle escapes him. โ€œWe were being dickheads.โ€ย 
โ€œYou were,โ€ you agree, โ€œbut I still shouldnโ€™t have said it. I donโ€™t want to be like that. Iโ€™m sorry, and I hope you still want to stay with us.โ€ย 
You look back at him, your expression intentionally firm but your eyes beseeching, and some part of Remus melts. He and Sirius get into fights all the timeโ€”loud ones, with shouting and name calling and absolutely no holds barredโ€”but you snap at them once, and here you are. Having walked here by yourself in the cold because you feel bad about it.ย 
โ€œLet me get your coat,โ€ he offers.
You take your tea to the couch, where you curl up automatically on the side opposite Remusโ€™, pulling your legs in so he can pass between you and the coffee table. Remus picks his peas back up as he sits carefully, stifling a groan. Itโ€™s a bit embarrassing to ice his hip in front of you, but the pain has become too much to ignore.ย 
You wince as you watch him settle them underneath his waistband. โ€œIs that because of me?โ€ย 
He canโ€™t very well tell you the truth when you sound so guilty. โ€œNo,โ€ he says. โ€œI have to do this a lot.โ€ That partโ€™s not a lie.ย 
You nod, still looking sorry. Remus is grateful when you move on quickly.ย 
โ€œJust so you know,โ€ you say, โ€œSirius probably wonโ€™t apologize to you either.โ€ย 
Remus almost snorts. โ€œYeah, I wasnโ€™t anticipating he would.โ€ย 
You smile ruefully. โ€œI know he probably feels bad about saying what he didโ€”he knows he had no rightโ€”but he just gets so caught up in anger sometimes. If it helps at all, today was just an especially hard day for him. Heโ€™s alwaysโ€ฆextra on edge around this time of year. You learn not to take the things he says personally.โ€ย 
Remus studies you through narrowed eyes. He blows steam off his tea. โ€œDoes he do that to you often?โ€ย 
You shake your head. โ€œI donโ€™t typically goad him,โ€ you say with no small amount of humor. Or pointedness.ย 
He lifts a brow. Heโ€™s already told you he wonโ€™t be apologizing for giving as good as he gets.ย 
You sigh, your expression going somber. โ€œListen, I know Sirius can get reallyโ€”โ€ you shake your head again, blowing out a breath โ€œโ€”really quite hot headed, but you canโ€™t get in his face like that. His life hasโ€”well, itโ€™s not my place to tell you about what his life has been, but even when he says things like that, you canโ€™t act all threatening just because youโ€™re having a spat, okay?โ€ย 
Remus feels his brow wrinkle. โ€œThreatening?โ€ย 
Your face softens. โ€œYou looked like you were about to hit him,โ€ you say gently.ย 
Something inside Remus gutters. โ€œI did?โ€ย 
You nod, looking almost apologetic. He feels nauseous.ย 
โ€œI didnโ€™tโ€ฆโ€ย 
โ€œI donโ€™t think you would have,โ€ you clarify. โ€œIโ€™m not saying I thought you were going to hit him, I just know how Sirius works. And from his perspective, I know how it looked. You canโ€™t do that to him.โ€ย 
โ€œI donโ€™t want to do that to anyone.โ€ Remus sounds injured even to his own ears, and so he takes a deep breath, closing his eyes to shut out the pained pinch of your mouth.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m sorry,โ€ he says after a few moments. โ€œI really had no idea thatโ€™s how it looked. I think I got too caught up in being angry about what he said, but it wonโ€™t happen again.โ€ย 
โ€œI know.โ€ Your voice is gentle. You set a hand on his knee, tentative but there. โ€œI didnโ€™t come here to make you feel bad. Itโ€™s okay, justโ€ฆnow you know. For next time.โ€ Remus opens his eyes again, and you smile wryly. โ€œYou can shout at him all you want. Donโ€™t let him dish it out without making him take it, but just stay away from physical stuff like that, yeah?โ€ย 
โ€œYeah,โ€ Remus agrees hoarsely. โ€œThank you.โ€ย 
โ€œDonโ€™t sweat it.โ€ You give his knee a friendly pat, leaning back against the couch cushions and sipping your tea.ย 
Again, Remus marvels at you. Sirius fights for you every day, whether you ask him to or not, loud and bold and relentless in his devotion to you. He wonders if Sirius knows that even when he doesnโ€™t ask, in your own way, you go to bat for him too.
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bunni-v1 ยท 1 year ago
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Heyyaaa
May I request dorm leaders finding out youโ€™re a girl please? If itโ€™s too much u can make a part 2
Dorm Leaders Find Out You're a Girl?!?!?! (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!)
TW: Mentions of transphobia (nothing awful, just literally dropping the word lol); Idia is creepy
Info: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus x Reader (Platonic or Romantic); Fluff, Comedy(?)
๐Ÿ“This one is gonna be long, like 5.3k words long. I love writing the dorm leaders so damn much <3 Besides, thereโ€™s been a long wait for this one, so I hope I make it worth it! You might see some favoritism shine through, but I did my best to keep it even. Hope you all enjoy!
Tags: @kierancaz @danchann33 @arashrita @the-ace-reader @akiyamasmizuki @kitsun369 @bloomstruck (I think I got all of you)
First Years
Ortho Sebek
Second Years
Third Years
-Okay so, I know weโ€™re all wondering, how the hell do you get away with hiding your gender for so damn long?
-Firstly, those ceremonial robes do great at hiding the figure. The only tell would maybe be your hair, but feminine men arenโ€™t unwelcome at Nightraven College, so you mostly get a few questioning stares and thatโ€™s it.
-Secondly, Crowley wants to save his own fucking ass. He already has to hide from the press that he has a MAGICLESS student from ANOTHER DIMENSION here, he doesnโ€™t need the fact that you are a woman ALSO on his plate. So, obviously, he helps you hide your gender from others.
-Grim knows, of course, and he keeps his mouth shut for a few yummy cans of tuna (and threats of being expelled from Crowley <3)
-Even when you were just a janitor, he couldnโ€™t have the rumor that he put a โ€œhelplessโ€ young woman to work. (Like it wouldnโ€™t be expected.)
-So how do you two do it?
-Baggy ass uniform. Crowley gave you at least three sizes too big.
-Your figure is completely hidden. Sure, you look completely homeless, but at least youโ€™re hidden.
-For your voice, you simply deepen it. After some point, you blackmail Crowley into giving you a potion to help with it, since it's so taxing on your voice. (Or maybe your voice is naturally deep!)
-Sam provides you (for an unfairly pretty penny (not too different from your original worldโ€ฆ)) any feminine hygiene products you might need.
-Honestly, youโ€™re set for being cared for, but itโ€™s the adjustment period thatโ€™s the hardest part.ย 
-Truly, itโ€™s very jarring to suddenly be thrown into both a magical world and be isolated in a man's world with nowhere to hide.
-At least in your world you had other women who could understand your struggles. Here though? Youโ€™re completely alone.
-You notice howโ€ฆ messy some of these guys could be. How some of them smellโ€ฆ really rancid. -How rough they were with you and each other.
-Honestly, itโ€™s kinda eye-opening. The way men show affection to each other is oddly refreshing to watch and experience!
-Ace and Deuce specifically are a goodโ€ฆ trial run.
-Thatโ€™s not what weโ€™re here to talk about thoughโ€ฆ
-For the most part, it's incredibly easy to hide yourself for the first while on campus. Everyone on campus is so self-absorbed that they donโ€™t bother questioning you.
-Your only real risk factor is Savannaclaw, but it's easy to avoid those guys (minus Jack, of course).
-However, you can only hide your gender for so longโ€ฆ Itโ€™s mentally draining to keep up this facade all the time around people you care about.
-Soโ€ฆ how do they find out?
Riddle
-Riddle is the last student in Heartslabyul to find out.
-Itโ€™s not like he did anything to you for you to hold off on telling him (you know, other than the whole almost killing you that one time thing), itโ€™s just that you donโ€™t feel inclined to tell him.ย 
-Simple as that.
-He also really has no reason to question your gender.ย 
-Riddle didnโ€™t have must interaction with people his own age until he came to night raven college, he doesnโ€™t have the same social ideologies as other people do.
-Nightraven college is really his first touch with society outside of his mothers very watchful, conservative eye.
-So, excuse him for not picking up on stupid little gendered norms that the other students do.
-In his eyes, you dress like a man, you act (sort of) like the other male students, and you prefer he/him pronouns.ย 
-Thereโ€™s nothing more to it then, right? If you identify as a man, he has no reason not to treat you as such - nor should he suspect you would hide your gender like that.
-Besides, this is an all boys school! Crowley wouldnโ€™t allow you to attend here unless you were also a boyโ€ฆ right?
-He is aware there are exceptions โ€” and you are already QUITE the exception, but surely Crowley wouldnโ€™t be so cruel as to force a young woman to attend an all boys academy.
-Ah, sweet Riddle, ever in denial.
-He isnโ€™t STUPID though. He notices how brotherly Trey is to you. He knows (and has heard) your many โ€œsecret sleepoversโ€ with Cater.
-He ignores these things and doesnโ€™t comment on them simply because, well, he likes you!
-He helps to tutor you sometimes, and heโ€™s gotten to know you through that, and he really does come around on enjoying your presence.
-So, he ignores Trey and Caterโ€™s odd behaviors for your sake.
-You keep him and his dorm members in high spirits, why would he want to shoo something like that away?
-He doesnโ€™t really questionthings until heโ€ฆ overhears a conversation between Deuce and Ace. (A rather loud one, for how supposedly secret this topic was meant to be).
-One of them had gotten in trouble with a professor, and he was going to give them a stern scolding when he overheard what they were talking about.
-โ€œDeuce, dude, youโ€™re gonna want to sit down for this one.โ€
โ€œWhat is it, Iโ€™m busy trying to finish my potionology homework.โ€
โ€œSeriously this one is crazy, youโ€™re not ready for for it.โ€
โ€œAce, if youโ€™re just messing with me Iโ€™m going to leave.โ€
โ€œDude, the prefect is a girl.โ€
โ€œโ€ฆWhat?โ€
-Riddle did not bother the two after that. In fact, he just walked back to his room to sit and think about what he just overheard.
-It DID make sense. You didnโ€™t quite fit in with everyone else for reasons outside of your otherworldly origin.
-You acted differently than the typical guy here at NRC, and you seemed to get along with the peers that were more โ€˜traditionally feminineโ€™ best.
-It would explain Treyโ€™s coddling and Caterโ€™s secretiveness.
-Still, he didnโ€™t want to assume. This was Ace and Deuce, and Ace could just be messing around with Deuce.
-So, at your next tutoring session, he broaches the subject as politely as possible.
-โ€œSo, prefect, I haveโ€ฆ overheard something that I wanted to ask you about.โ€
โ€œOh no, am I in trouble because of Ace and Deuce again.โ€
โ€œNotโ€ฆ technicallyโ€ฆ I did, however, overhear them talking aboutโ€ฆ you being a woman.โ€
โ€œโ€ฆIโ€™m gonna kill them.โ€
โ€œI could collar them for you, if that would help.โ€
-The confirmation was reassuring for Riddle in multiple ways.ย 
-1) Ace isnโ€™t as terrible of a person as the thought he was.
-2) He wasnโ€™t crazy in noticing the slight differences in you and your other peers.
-Now, you and Riddle arenโ€™t exactly super close by any means, so your interactions with each other are limited to when youโ€™re either being tutored or with friends in Heartslabyul.
-However, he is notably more nervous than he usually is.
-He doesnโ€™t have some super secret crush on your all of the sudden, he justโ€ฆ never really had a chance to interact with women before.
-His mom kept him very sheltered from the opposite gender, so he has little to no experience with them.
-On top of that, because of his mother, he does have a slight fear of women. Heโ€™s afraid heโ€™s going to upset you and youโ€™ll blow a fuse on him or something.
-You have to assure him that you donโ€™t bite and you wonโ€™t suddenly start screaming at him for no reason, and then he begins to relax a bit.
-Still, heโ€™s very sweet and gentlemanly to you.
-If you need help with anyone around campus, you should come to him and he will have them dealt with accordingly.
Leona
-Leona โ€œRespects Womenโ€ Kingscholar.
-Leona has SLIGHTLY worse smell than Ruggie, but he also knew immediately upon your arrival that you were a girl.
-In fact, he knew you werenโ€™t a trans man, because they smell distinctly different from the typical woman.
-There arenโ€™t many trans people in the Savannah though, so Ruggie not being able to pick up on that doesnโ€™t really shock him.
-Leona, however, has smelled and seen plenty of trans people in his life time โ€” you arenโ€™t one of them.
-He wonโ€™t lie, heโ€™s definitely interested in you. Women where he comes from are big and strong and proud, youโ€™re just kind of plain.
-He keeps his ever curious eye on you though, because heโ€™s interested in how you might navigate this whole thing.
-Now donโ€™t get it twisted, he doesnโ€™t care about you, heโ€™s curious about you.ย 
-If you were to ask him for help on something, he wouldnโ€™t offer it. (Not that you would, you seem particularly averse to him).
-However, if he were to see some creep trying toโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆ creep on you, heโ€™d chase them away without ever having you know he did.
-He was your secret bodyguard who wouldnโ€™t admit it even if you held a knife to his throat.
-Still, he stayed out of your way and you stayed out of his.ย 
-A symbiotic relationship that you werenโ€™t even aware existedโ€ฆ until you got in his way.
-Like Ruggie, when you start getting a little too involved in his ahem business, he gets pretty damn annoyed.
-Youโ€™re not exactly a threat to start, but you are a little trouble maker. If you find out what heโ€™s up to, youโ€™ll ruin his plans completely, and he canโ€™t have that.
-However, heโ€™s not exactly comfortable โ€œtaking care of youโ€ like he is his male peers.
-He respects women, okay, you canโ€™t blame him for not wanting to purposefully hurt you. (If his mom and brother found out, heโ€™d never hear the damn end of it)
-He sends out Ruggie to scare you off, explicitly telling him he canโ€™t hurt you on purpose.
-He knows Ruggie already has an idea of whatโ€™s going on, so he doesnโ€™t have any qualms with telling him to be careful with you.
-Still, despite all this, he doesnโ€™t really broach the topic until heโ€™s forced to.
-Heโ€™s made it known to you, at this point, that he knows your secret.ย 
-He hasnโ€™t caused you any extra trouble since his overblot, and he keeps his dorm members off your back, so you have no reason to interact with himโ€ฆ until, again, you get yourself into trouble.
-This time itโ€™s YOU dragging him into your mess, despite him wanting nothing to do with it.
-You are convincing, though, so he gives and allows you to stay in his dorm room โ€” rent free! Isnโ€™t he so nice.
-Jack offers himself for protection if you need it, but you can see that Ruggie is quite bemused with the whole situation, so you decide to turn him down.
-Leona hasnโ€™t tried anything yet, and he really could if he wanted to.
-You decide you can trust him. (You have to trust him).
-Then presents the issue of sharing a bed.
-Leona isnโ€™t a weird pervert, okay. He isnโ€™t absolutely leaping at the idea to be in bed with you โ€” heโ€™s so sorry.
-Honestly, it makes him a bitโ€ฆ uncomfortable.
-Sharing a bed is something you do with family or someone youโ€™re involved with, not the weird magic-less kid whoโ€™s at least three years too young for you.
-So, Leona, ever the womenโ€™s rights activist, approaches you with a proposition.
-โ€œListen, I know youโ€™re a woman and I know you know that. Weโ€™re not sharing a bed, there ainโ€™t no way thatโ€™s happening.โ€
โ€œOh, so would you like the poor helpless homeless woman to sleep on the floor? How cruel can you be Leona.โ€
โ€œShut up, Iโ€™m not gonna do that to you. Listen, you can have the bed all to yourself and Iโ€™ll sleep on the couch, so long as you promise not to tell a single soul about this.โ€
โ€œI promise.โ€
-You immediately tell Ruggie the next morning, and he is sure to make sure Leona never forgets it.
-Living with Leona for the short period of time that you do is very insightful!
-Heโ€™s actually pretty funny, much smarter than he lets on, and almost brotherly to you. Which does not fit the M.O. you built of him in your head.
-Heโ€™s gruff and pushy, but he does it out of genuineness.
-You end up getting really close to him because of it.ย 
-His quiet and laid-back demeanor are a break from the chaos of everyone else on campus, and he doesnโ€™t make a big deal out of anything so you can just complain and he nods along unbothered.
-Only thing you notice that upsets him is when you bring up guys who bother you.
-Those guys tend to stop bothering you shortly after. How strangeโ€ฆ
Azul
-Azul is hands down the last person on campus you want knowing about this.
-Riddle, Ruggie, Trey, Cater and pretty much everyone with half a brain tell you to stay as far away from him as possible.
-You see him in the halls sometimes, and he doesnโ€™t look to bad. Unapproachable, sure, but heโ€™s a rather pretty guy. Well put together and seemingly very smart from what youโ€™ve been told.
-He helped to subdue Grim in the opening ceremony, so you know heโ€™s magically capable. Heโ€™s also a house warden, so that goes unspoken, I suppose.
-He seems interested in you, from what you can tell. He always waves at you when he does see you in a sort of fake friendly kind of way.ย 
-Youโ€™ve seen him and his little (large, very large) goonies admiring ramshackle before.
-Youโ€™ve also politely asked them to not do that when you moved in, because it freaks you out a lot. To which they all gave you very eerie smiles and walked away.
-They remind you of a very small mafia, and you decided to heed your friends warnings because of that.
-You do so successfully for a long time too. Other than the few previously stated interactions, Azul seems un-inclined to bother you, and you donโ€™t want to catch his leering eyes.
-Little do you know, Azul has a much more watchful eye on you that you initially thought.
-Sure, you donโ€™t have much to offer him magic wise, but you have ramshackle. Oh, how he wants ramshackle.
-You are key to obtaining it, he justโ€ฆ has to find something on you first.
-Youโ€™re so painfully average. Perhaps a little more pretty in the face than his other peers, but you sacrifice that with the atrociousness of your uniform.ย 
-Truly, nothing about you is different.
-He almost gives up until Grim delivers him an opportunity in a pretty little bow.
-You agree to his contract out of the goodness of your heart, just like he knew you would. So sweet and kind are you, to practically hand him the deed to ramshackle on a silver platter.
-He notices, however, that Jade grows a veryโ€ฆ sudden fascination with you.
-Sure, he told both Jade and Floyd to keep and eye on you and keep you in like, but for Jade to be so interestedโ€ฆ very odd.
-Then, shortly after, Floydโ€™s own interest is piqued. Alrightโ€ฆ less odd than Jade, but to have both of their eyes on you must mean heโ€™s missing something. (I know I previously said that Floyd found out after Azul, but I was stupid and wrong and you should never listen to me when Iโ€™m talking about Floyd).
-He tries to get it out of them by any means, Asking, blackmailing, manipulation. He really does try, but their lips are sealed tight.
-It frustrates him to no end that they know something he doesnโ€™t, and that he canโ€™t figure out this very big secret.
-It stumps him for so long, because heโ€™s looking in all the wrong places for the answer.
-Meanwhile, you know that Jade and Floyd know and you are TERRIFIED waiting for Azul to use this against you.
-The suspense starts killing you and making you anxious enough that its affecting sleep, so you decide to bite the bullet and arrange a meeting with him.
-Azul is honestly delighted, because he was just going to outright force the truth from you at this point.
-โ€œIโ€™m glad you set up this meeting, Iโ€™ve been meaning to talk to you.โ€
โ€œI knowโ€ฆ Iโ€™ve been pretty nervous about it since Jade and Floyd started pestering me.โ€
โ€œBefore I talk about what I want to, Iโ€™d like to hear what you have to say. Iโ€™m a good listener after all.โ€
โ€œToo good, if you ask me. Uhm, anyway, so I know that Jade and Floyd to you that Iโ€™m a girl already, but Iโ€™m really hoping you would just leave me be. You owe me after all.โ€
โ€œโ€ฆYouโ€™re a girl?โ€
โ€œDid they not tell youโ€ฆ?โ€
-what. What? WHAT?!?!?!
-How could he not tell, he feel so incredibly stupid. Its so obvious now that he thinks about it.
-No wonder Jade and Floyd wouldnโ€™t stop teasing him about it.
-He agrees not to let the secret out โ€” he DOES owe you his life, after all. This is a minor trade.
-However, he does not mentally recover from this revelation for a while.
-He doesnโ€™t treat you very different, I suppose. Heโ€™s more gentlemanly with you, and is generally more friendly, but those things come from saving a persons life regardless.
-He is, surprisingly, willing to ensure your whole gender thing doesnโ€™t get out so long as you work a few hours at the monster lounge.
-Probably the best at keeping it to himself and making sure it doesnโ€™t get out. You wouldnโ€™t expect any less with Azul, though.
Kalim
-You and Kalim donโ€™t really have much of a chance to interact.
-He seems sweet enough, and you know heโ€™s much kinder than the rest of the dorm leaders, but you donโ€™t really have any reason to interact with him.
-Kalim also doesnโ€™t think too much of you.ย 
-You caused a ruckus at the entrance ceremony, thatโ€™s for sure, but you kinda blend into the background.
-Besides heโ€™s a party animal โ€” constantly hosting these huge parties at his dorm just because he can.
-As someone trying to keep out of trouble and hide such a huge secretโ€ฆ yeah, parties arenโ€™t exactly your forte.
-So, when you get roped in to coming to Scarabia over winter break, Kalim is pleasantly surprised!
-Heโ€™s always excited to make a new friend, and youโ€™re pretty infamous around school, so heโ€™s extra excited to get to know you.
-Kalim has no reason to question anything about you, like most other people would.
-However, he isnโ€™t stupid. He has plenty of younger sisters, and he picks up on social queues better than youโ€™d expect.
-He definitely suspects something is off, but he figures you would tell him if something was up.ย 
-You actually find him quite easy to be around. Heโ€™s someone who makes it easy to let your walls down and just relax with.
-Despite his sudden mood shifts, he always makes sure that youโ€™re happy and healthy and doing the best you can be in your position.
-However, you run out of the magical potion that deepens your voice pretty quickly, and you have to go back to dramatically straining your voice.
-You sound sick, honestly, and it makes Kalim worry.ย 
-He figures that youโ€™re forcing yourself to deepen your voice so youโ€™re still perceived as a man.
-Instead of asking you directly, as Kalim does, he goes to Jamil.
-โ€œJamilโ€ฆโ€
โ€œWhat do you need, Kalim?โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t you think somethingsโ€ฆ off with the prefect?โ€
โ€œOff? What are you talking about, nothings off with them.โ€
โ€œNo, I meanโ€ฆ do you think they might beโ€ฆ a girl?โ€
โ€œโ€ฆKalim, thatโ€™s very rude to say. You need to be more respectful.โ€
โ€œโ€ฆYouโ€™re right, Iโ€™m sorry. Could we get him something to soothe his voice though, it sounds rough.โ€
-Kalim is a lot more watchful of you after that. He justโ€ฆ knows something is wrong, but he doesnโ€™t want to be rude.
-Itโ€™s actually you who comes to him when no one is around for help.
-โ€œKalim, uhm, I need your help.โ€
โ€œSure, whatโ€™s up?โ€
โ€œSo, Iโ€™m pretty sure you know, but Iโ€™m not a guyโ€ฆ Iโ€™m a girl, and I really need help hiding it. The longer Iโ€™ve been here, the harder itโ€™s been on me.โ€
-Sweetheart he is, he promises to both help you and keep your secret to himself โ€” and he does both surprisingly well!
-He offers his private bathroom to you so you can shower in peace.ย 
-Itโ€™s honestly the best bath youโ€™ve ever had with all his sweet smelling oils. Your skin feels so smooth and renewed.
-Still, even with this, you still donโ€™t feel safe with anyone else โ€” plus the fact that Kalim has random and horrifying mood shifts. You have to flee.
-And yet you still get dragged into more trouble with the octatrio. You still get exposed to the whole dorm by a crazed Jamil, and now have to deal with the horror that theyโ€™ll tell everyone.
-Kalim feels awful, and thus shows his forgiveness in the best way he can: giving gifts.
-You get tons of apology gifts from him in the coming months. Baskets of the best shower stuff youโ€™ve ever had; a new, better fitted but still innocuous uniform; enough tuna to keep grim satisfied for years (and sweets that you happily keep to yourself).
-Itโ€™s so nice, but you start to feel bad. It feels like youโ€™re taking advantage of his guilt, when youโ€™re not really upset at anyone involved anymore.
-Youโ€™re welcome at Scarabia any time. None of his dorm members will ever cause you any trouble, and you can dress and act and sound however you want within Scarabiaโ€™s walls.ย 
Vil
-Miss beauty queen himself. We love Vil, we Stan Vil, we adore Vilโ€ฆย 
-Oh my god heโ€™s a pain in the ass though, especially for you.
-He sees through you in an instant.
-Truly, Vil finds you to be more of a little pest than anything.
-You are constantly in trouble, you are magic less, and you decided to needlessly hide your gender.
-The last one is the worst offense in his eyes.
-Vil is someone who does not value gender, but expression. Your gender does not matter as much as your expression, therefore you hiding your expression irks him.
-Heโ€™s understanding enough in the fact that he knows you might be doing this to protect yourself, but he finds it stupid and useless, because youโ€™re easy to see through.
-He avoids you, and you avoid him. Simple as that.
-Unfortunately for Vil, youโ€™ve caught Rookโ€™s eye, which means he must sit through many hours of Rook rambling on about his โ€œfindingsโ€ about you.
-When you tried out for the VDC, he was simply going to turn you and Grim away, but Rook convinced him to give you a chance.
-Rook wanted him to help your reveal your โ€œinner beautyโ€, though Vil wasnโ€™t sure if you had any of that.
-You wore baggy, horrifically ugly clothing up until winter break. Your hair was constantly a mess. Your skin was poorly taken care of, and the bags under your eyes were as dark as night.
-It almost made him feel bad for youโ€ฆ so despite his better judgement, he decided to invest time in you.
-Vil makes it very clear that he knows what your whole secret is.
-โ€œI am aware of the fact that you are a woman, however, I will continue to use your preferred pronouns since it seems to bring you comfort.โ€
-Heโ€™s very insistent that you allow him to do your skincare AND your makeup whenever you give him the chance.
-Especially when he moves into ramshackle temporarily, heโ€™s very insistent on maintaining your skincare routine.
-He essentially makes your entire nightly routine himself, and is right there over your shoulder making sure you do it right.
-Despite how overbearing it is, you actually make good friends with him through this.
-Being stuck alone in a room with no one but him to talk to forces you two to talk.
-You get to learn why he cares so much about appearances, and he gets to know why you hide to protect yourself.
-โ€œItโ€™s justโ€ฆ easier to pretend, because guys will bother me less that way.โ€
โ€œI canโ€™t understand why they would bother you. Youโ€™ve done nothing to them, so why would they want to do anything to you.โ€
โ€œThatโ€™s the thing, I donโ€™t know either. I just know itโ€™s scary, and I donโ€™t want to deal with it.โ€
-You move him, honestly. Youโ€™re strong even though youโ€™re scared, and thatโ€™s beautiful. Thats what true beauty is.
-He helps you embrace your inner self and express that, while still helping you to hide your gender in a way that feels safe.
-You are always welcome at Pomefiore, and you can come to either him or Rook if you have any issues at all.
-Itโ€™s like having a big sister, almost.
Idia
-Idia has eyes everywhere.
-Every inch of that campus is (illegally) being monitored by his watchful eyes.ย 
-When heโ€™s bored in class, he flicks through the cameras to amuse himself โ€” maybe heโ€™ll see someone slip and fall on their ass. That would be funny.
-Heโ€™s not really interested in you in particular.
-In fact, heโ€™d like to keep a very far distance between the two of you.
-Youโ€™reโ€ฆ intimidating. Youโ€™ve fought some of the most powerful mages on campus and won.
-Total final boss energy, not something Idia is interested in being around.
-What he IS interested in is that wittle kitty youโ€™ve got following you around.
-When heโ€™s bored in class, he goes searching for Grim, and where Grim is you are sure to be.
-So, despite his aversion to you, he ends up spending a lot of time watching you.
-He starts to noticeโ€ฆ things about you.
-He notices that you seem to put on a tough guy persona aroundโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆ other guys in your class.
-When itโ€™s just you and Grim though? Youโ€™re the softest softie heโ€™s ever seen.
-Itโ€™s top tier cringe watching you try to being all macho, so he much prefers your more quiet and relaxed self you show in private.
-Seriously though, youโ€™re a TOTALLY DIFFERENT PERSON when youโ€™re alone with certain people.
-EVEN YOUR VOICE CHANGES!!!
-Itโ€™s so uber creepy, itโ€™s like a jumpscare every time you drop that fake deep voice.
-If heโ€™s being real, youโ€™ve got a pretty voice. Honestly, youโ€™re really pretty period. Too pretty to be a guy honestly.
-โ€ฆ
-โ€ฆ.
-โ€ฆ..HOLY SHIT!!!
-He has to check your medical files to be sure โ€” which he obviously has access to, thanks to having access to everything Ortho has access to.
-Blah blah blah allergies, blah blah blah horrific injuries from overblots, blah blah blah- AH HAH!
-Next to gender you are listed asโ€ฆ transgender man.
-He doesnโ€™t wanna be that weird transphobic incel, but from what heโ€™s seen? He highly doubts that.
-From what heโ€™s seen in his (invasive) watching, youโ€™re definitely doing the troupe of hiding your gender to better fit in.
-He feels like heโ€™s in an anime or something.
-He doesnโ€™t really want to bother you about it โ€” but from watching you, you seem like someone heโ€™d really enjoy being around.
-Ortho also insists that heโ€™d get along with you very well!
-โ€ฆItโ€™s worth a shot right.
-He tries several times to โ€œbumpโ€ into you, which always ends in him skittering away in fear.
-He psyches himself out every time. โ€œThey wouldnโ€™t even wanna hang out with a loser like me.โ€ โ€œTheyโ€™re way too cool for someone as lame as me.โ€ย 
-Itโ€™s not until you invite yourself to one of tabletop clubโ€™s meetings that heโ€™s forced to interact with you.
-Heโ€™s really banking on the fact that youโ€™ll be too busy talking with Azul to notice him, but then Azul leaves and its just you and him.
-Him and youโ€ฆ
-Both of youโ€ฆ in total and complete silence.
-โ€ฆyepโ€ฆย 
-โ€œUhm, Idiaโ€ฆ?โ€
โ€œyES!?โ€
โ€œI came here cause I wanted to talk to you, sorry for being so underhanded about it, I just couldnโ€™t get you alone without you running off.โ€
โ€œAHโ€” I mean, ahem, okay. My bad.โ€
-You totally cornered him like an evil villain.
-All because you wanted toโ€ฆ be his friend?
-Is he dreaming, going insane perhaps, did HE get isekaied into an alternate universe where he was likable???
-Nope, Ortho just talks him up a lot, and you think his hair is cool. Huh. Kinda lame compared to what he was thinking.
-You guys talk a LOT after that. You exchange numbers and you text him about all sorts of stuff โ€” and heโ€™s actually interested in it!
-You learn that heโ€™s been watching you and Grim for a long time, and while you scold him.
-You think itโ€™s pretty funny that heโ€™s embarrassed about his love for cute things.
-โ€œIf youโ€™ve been keeping your eye on me for so long, you mustโ€™ve figured out that Iโ€™m a girl, right?โ€
โ€œYeah, youโ€™re not great at hiding it. That macho guy act is suuuuper lame, you look like a noob lol.โ€
โ€œHey! Iโ€™m just copying what Deuce told me to do!โ€
-You guys donโ€™t really see each other face to face very often, but like I said you text a lot.
-Sometimes heโ€™ll text you shit like โ€˜I saw that, saved it for blackmail.โ€™ After you biffed your shit on the pavement or something.
-When Idia gets more comfortable, you two spend hours on call whenever you get the chance.
-He lends you some of his precious manga, and even gives you an older TV he had laying around so you can watch stuff at ramshackle.
-Sometimes he invites you over to play video games with him and Ortho, and he gets all cocky and proud when you gush about how cool all his tech is.
-And, yeah, Idia definitely forms a little crush on you โ€” but he would do that regardless of your gender.ย 
-He just likes you a lot, and you can feel safe on campus knowing heโ€™s watching over you when you need it. (Mostly watching Grim, tbh.)
Malleus
-We know that Malleus enjoysโ€ฆ creeping outside of Ramshackle.
-He spends quite a lot of time on your front lawn, therefore, heโ€™s usually in proximity of you.
-However, he is very intimidating!
-As a young woman in a magical world that you are not from, a very tall man with horns is the exact opposite of what you want to be around.
-Besides, youโ€™ve heard the rumors about him โ€” how powerful he is, and how scary he is.
-Malleus, on the other hand, is admittedly curious about you.
-He finds humans in their own right incredibly interesting, but you are not just a regular human.
-You are a human who has no magic and is from another world entirely.ย 
-You are something he has never once seen in his whole life, so excuse his childish curiosity.
-Still, youโ€™re sort of cleverly avoiding him at every chance you get, and he just canโ€™t quite find the time to talk to you.
-Until one night, you come back rather late and you find him in your yardโ€ฆ again.
-You send Grim in by himself and decide to confront him by yourself, because you are tired of being afraid to fall asleep at night.
-โ€œHey, you, could you maybe not stare at my house in the middle of the night!โ€
-Oh. You are quite feisty, and very bold to approach Malleus Draconia with such an aggressive tone.
-โ€œIโ€™m unsure what you mean, Iโ€™m simply admiring the architecture.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t care WHAT youโ€™re doing, youโ€™re freaking me out! I know youโ€™re supposedly some big scary monster guy, but I need you to STOP being weird outside my house.โ€
โ€œโ€ฆMy apologiesโ€ฆโ€
-Malleus is pleasantly surprised at your spunk โ€” heโ€™s never been spoken to like that, heโ€™s excited by it.
-After you yell at him, you let him explain himself, and you realize he is justโ€ฆ really, really bad at socializing.
-He wasnโ€™t watching you, he just really enjoys silence and ramshackle is the quietest place on campus โ€” even with you living in it.
-So, you give him the benefit of the doubt, because he really does just seem like heโ€™s lost on everything around him 90% of the time.
-You donโ€™t hang out with him during the day, but if you happen to see him on your lawn (as he usually is), you go out and hang out with him for a while.
-It makes Malleus happy, because you treat him like a friend. You give him cute nicknames, and you invite him inside for snacks, and you go out of your way to say hello to him when you pass him in the halls.
-He also gets to know more about you, and his curiosities about you and your world get quelled.
-He doesnโ€™t really question anything about you, especially not your gender.
-Gender is hardly important for fae, and you seem confident in your expression, so he has no reason to wonder. Besides, there are far more thrilling things about you than your sex.
-So, you and Malleus start to grow close. So close, in fact, that you can confidently say that heโ€™s one of your closest friends.
-At this point, almost everyone who you want to know about your gender knows. Everyone but Malleus.
-Initially you kept it a secret because you didnโ€™t know how good he was at not talking, but nowโ€ฆ
-Now, well, you donโ€™t really have a reason.
-People usually question you at this point, or at least seem suspicious, but Malleus?
-Malleus shows not a hint that he thinks something is up. Itโ€™s odd to you, isnโ€™t he supposed to be super smart or something. Maybe heโ€™s just too respectful.
-Regardless, you decided to talk to him about it the next time you see him staring at the gargoyles around campus.
-โ€œHey Tsunotaro, whatโ€™re you up to?โ€
โ€œJust admiring these gargoyles here, arenโ€™t they fascinating? They were the first few installed in the school, if my memory serves me correctly.โ€
โ€œThey are very cool, but could I ask you something not gargoyle related?โ€
โ€œWhat is it, child of man?โ€
โ€œYou know that Iโ€™m, uhm, a girl right?โ€
โ€œOh. I did not know that, how interesting.โ€
-He doesnโ€™t understand why you would hide that, but it doesnโ€™t really perturb him that much.
-The most you got was an eyebrow raise, and then he was back to his gargoyles.
-You were pretty satisfied with that, so you figured he wouldnโ€™t tell anyoneโ€ฆ and then you hear him loudly talking about it with his friends in Diasomania.
-Sighโ€ฆ he means well, but he just doesnโ€™t get the social stuff.
-Youโ€™re not mad, because pretty much everyone knows at this point, but it still sucks that heโ€™s such a loudmouth.
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thesilmarillionblog ยท 4 months ago
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INSTANT CRUSH
Summary: Black Noir wants you to locate and investigate another supe one day while you are working for Vought. You stalk him to Herogasm just after injecting yourself with Temp-V.
Pairing: Black Noir / Reader
Warnings: +18! (MINORS DNI), smut, stalking, awkward Black Noir, dirty talk (one sided obviously), rough Black Noir, choking, multiple orgasms, masked man kink, freak matching, herogasm
Word Count: 2836
A/N: English is not my first language.
โ‹† Black Noir - The Boys (TV) Season 1-3 ๐“†ฉโ™ก๐“†ช
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It was hard work working for Vought, but it was even harder to ignore a black-suited, masked man whose voice and face you didn't even know.
Sadly, you had a small job in Vought and never really got to see any of the Seven in the daytime; they were all too busy saving America. However, one of themโ€”the masked, voiceless, and faceless man who wandered around like a ghostโ€”captured your attention from the moment you started working there months ago. Perhaps it was your masked man kink, or perhaps Black Noir was the perfect man in your imaginationโ€”quiet, mysterious, and unquestionably a walking red flag. However you were color blind anyway and it made him a green flag. He was so good for you.
In this sense, you couldn't dispute that you were also a strange one. Before you saw Noir, in fact, you had no idea that you would be attracted to that kind of man. Even though he had a menacing appearance with his black outfit and small, sharp blades covering his back, you thought it was sweet that he was communicating via paper. You should be alarmed by all of that because he appe
Thankfully, Black Noir came to your aid in the middle of the night when you were given directions to assist him in finding other supers tonight. You wished there were two of you instead of the few individuals in the room with you. It could provide you with a tiny boost in confidence.ared to be a dangerous one. But it did nothing more than arouse you.
โ€œHow can I help you, sir?โ€ You attempted to look amused as you inquired, but he sat there doing nothing as you were sitting there in your chair, tapping on the keyboard. You pulled your hands to your sides and waited for him to show you his papers again. You smiled as he lifted the cold lime from your desk and brought the pipe to his mouth. He looked so adorable that all you wanted to do was kiss him until he died away and suffocate him in your own juice.
Your gaze met the plastic object between his knees; you could have easily put it in your mouth because of how near he was. If there was no one else in the room, you were absolutely certain that you would do it without second thought. It was exhausting to get lost in fantasies about him.ย 
All you wanted was for him to know that you were always up for an office fuck. You knew he could have murdered you in an instant, but you also knew that, at least in the back of your mind, he kind of liked your daring attitude around him. You felt the pull between you. Women always knew.ย 
You kept your mouth open while you awaited a response. He tilted his head, and you could almost hear him chuckling. And then, slowly, he turned you back to the television and gave you a piece of paper in your hands while gently placing his gloved fingers behind your head.ย 
You weren't sure if the reason your heart was beating so quickly was because you were frightened he would break your neck or fuck your lips. You were certain, though, that your underwear was as wet as the ocean. Your face reddened as you lost yourself in euphoric fantasies about him and his outfit.ย 
โ€œYou want me to locate that supe, sir?โ€ When you asked for confirmation, he nodded quickly.ย 
While tracking the unfortunate supe, you also decided to stalk Black Noir when you learned that the supe you were looking for was having fun at Herogasm, a yearly perv party for supes. You were quite fortunate in some way. You felt that Herogasm would be a pleasant way to pass the time at that point. Stealing the Temp-V in his private room months earlier, you waited to use it until the perfect
You took a day off and left Vought Tower, following Noir to the Herogasm, just after pretending like you had suddenly become ill and needed some rest. You felt incredibly bold injecting yourself with Temp-V for the first time in your life because you knew you had one shot and he couldn't hurt you anymore. Oh, fuck. It was definitely something else.
Before you knocked on the door and saw twins, you had to endure waiting outside for five minutes.ย 
You stumbled and felt a little nervous, saying, โ€œI'm here to... enjoy Herogasm,โ€ and hoped there wasn't a password to get inside.
The woman remarked, โ€œI haven't seen you before,โ€ examining your short outfit and raising an eyebrow in a suspicious manner.ย 
โ€œWhy? I'm here to get raw-fucked. I suck dicks so nice; get them clean, yummy, like a bitch in heat,โ€ you said with an uneasy laugh as you looked them in the eye. โ€œI'm the number one member of Herogasm.โ€
The man remarked, โ€œI don't forget a raw fucked bitch whenever I watch one,โ€ but his twin immediately gave him an arm punch.ย 
โ€œCan you stop being a disgusting animal for once?โ€ She asked him angrily.
You practically begged, โ€œCome on, will you take me in? I'm about to die horny right here.โ€
Finally letting you in, the man muttered, โ€œFine,โ€ and stepped aside.ย 
Of course, you weren't expecting something as awful as that. There was undoubtedly no God there because the way things looked was completely weird, featuring supes with hideous dics, naked supe women moaning loudly, and more.
You had to ignore certain supes who were trying to touch you while searching for Black Noir so as not to draw notice from them. Today, you only wanted to fuck one of them.
When you realized he was missing, you quickly started going through each room one by one because you were afraid he would kill the supe, complete his mission, and flee from Herogasm. You soon came into contact with his menacing black suit after opening a door. Noir was choking the supe beneath him with both hands. With no effort, he could have easily killed the Supe, but instead he relished pushing him insane, making him look more pathetic and causing unnecessary agony before his death. God alone knew who had worse mental health issues.
With your hand on the door handle and Noir's head immediately turning to the side, you uttered, โ€œOh god,โ€ in disbelief. As he choked the man and continued staring at you, your heart raced with both excitement and dread. You offered him an inviting stare and could smell his excited scent.
Temp-V gave you a greater understanding of his facial expressions and smell, which increased your sense of confidence. You kept staring at the insane, mask-wearing sick as he slowly murdered the supe beneath him, and he was undoubtedly hard as an iron beneath his suit.
You both waited for a while, breathing heavily, until Noir acknowledged the man was dead. Then he moved in your direction, and you knew right then that if you allowed him to touch you, he would fuck you. But after giving Noir an encouraging glance and indicating that he would follow you wherever, you exited the room since you didn't want to get fucked raw in a room with a dead body.ย 
You looked for a room first; you didn't care if he fucked you in front of all those people or in a private room at that precise moment. You would let him use you wherever and however he pleased if you were unable to find one.ย 
Noir was just behind you when you two entered the room, and you gently shoved him toward the bed without allowing him to take control. Behind his suit, he showed toughness and confidence, but you wanted to be in charge for a brief period of time to drive him insane.
Saying, โ€œFucking finally,โ€ you forced him to sit while straddling his thigh.
Noir noticed you weren't even wearing underwear, so he quickly lifted your dress up and gasped deeply.
โ€œWhy is it so fucking hard to find and fuck you, sir?โ€ As you removed the stupid plastic object from between his legs and placed your hands behind his head, attempting to meet his eyes through the mask's mirror, you murmered. With your lips parted in ecstasy, you began to rub your pussy against his dressed dick.ย 
โ€œI fucking injected myself some Temp-V just to make you fuck me properly.โ€ You smiled as pleasure caused your pussy to get damp. โ€œI've imagined this moment, getting railed by you for so long; it feels ethereal to be here right now, on top of you.โ€
He took a deep breath, and at last his gloved hands reached your hips, stopping you. He slammed your back into the bed while groaning in protest, and he instantly jumped on top of you.ย 
As you widened your legs and he unzipped his pants to reveal his huge, veiny cock, you teased, โ€œSo you're in a hurry, right?โ€ He kept staring at your swollen pussy while giving himself brief pumpings to his massive cock, and you licked your lips.ย 
Rather than entering inside of you, he ascended above you and repeatedly struck your lips and cheeks with his giant cock. You refused to part your lips and let his cock get in just to torture and make him go crazy. Noir lost all patience and became enraged as his cock throbbed with pain. He violently split your lips with his cock and shoved all the way down your throat in one thrust.
You moaned more when he moved on you and began to rapidly fuck your throat. Because of the way his big balls made obscene noises on your chin and dominated your mouth, you were turned on even more. You put one hand against his leg and started to touch your clit with the other.ย 
Noir started panting ferociously and slamming his balls into your chin and throat harder. He dreamed of this very moment, of you making you go lower in front of him, between his knees this morning, and fucking your face in the office. He had smelled your cunt's arousal, so he knew you clearly longed for a hard, deep fuck.
Noir was aware that you would have permitted him to do whatever he pleased, regardless of whether you were being watched by others, in a busy office, or in a more private setting. You were always ready to get fucked by him.ย 
You could feel him approaching closer and about to spill on your throat while you stroked your clit more vigorously. In an attempt to satisfy him and get him to fill your mouth with his spent, you began to use your tongue as much as you could.ย 
You wanted to use your hands to help Noir cum in your mouth, but he pushed your hands away.ย 
You pleaded with him, โ€œCome on,โ€ opening your mouth as you watched him panting fiercely and stroking his massive cock with gloved hands against your face. โ€œFill my mouth with your cum.โ€ย 
Noir, however, disregarded your pleadings because he didn't want to cum in your mouth at that precise moment. It's unfortunate that he wasn't able to tell you that you were a wonderful cumslut whom he could fuck and spill himself. He knew he ought to have slipped into you sooner. But from now on, he was going to see to it that you spent his spent however he pleased. He would make you his cocksucker.ย 
He began to come on your face with his thick, white ropes and let out a deep moan as you orgasmed beneath your own hands. Noir took several minutes to completely spill himself into your face, causing your legs to quiver with delight. His spent paint was all on your face. Still, he was as hard as a rock, which must be a special supe thing.ย 
Noir chuckled when he saw your face covered in his sperm and he split your shaking legs, giving you a single, rough thrust that left you speechless.ย 
You groaned beneath him as he began to penetrate you quickly and deeply, asking, โ€œYou love that, right? Do you enjoy looking at my cum-covered face while you fuck me? Wanna spill yourself inside my pussy? Would you just watch me wander around, full of your cum?โ€
His movements sped as you continued to talk dirty, and he gave you a quick nod. Afterwards, he slightly moved over you and placed his hands on your face, palming his own spent. Noir, who was panting like a beast, took some of his sperm and put it in your mouth so you could taste him.ย 
โ€œYou look like a shy one, but in fact, you're a beast, huh?โ€ You let out a loud groan as you sucked his gloved fingers and swallowed his cum. โ€œI don't even know your face or voice, and that fucking turns me on so much.โ€
Noir began to fuck you harder and wrapped his hand around your neck, strangling you as you clutched around his thick cock. He was so pleased with the way you had spoken to him. Your legs were shaking with pleasure as he continued to fuck you senselessly, like a beast, and his firm hands around your neck were making it harder for you to scream.ย 
โ€œYou sick fuck, it feels sensitive; be careful. Slow down a little bit,โ€ you cried out as he thrust you in the way of another orgasm, repeatedly hitting your G-spot as your body trembled wildly from one orgasm to the next. โ€œFuck. Come inside me already.โ€
But Noir wasn't happy with the way you spoke to him, so he quickly took his dick out and turned you, pressing your face against the sheets. This time, you moaned loudly as he smashed the back of your neck against the sheets and began thrusting quickly and deeply inside of you. He appeared to be difficult to get to cum. It was obvious he was a fine fuck. Always fear the shy ones.
You were turned on even further as he squeezed his fingers around your hips so hard that you heard him gasp softly beneath his mask. You tried to pull away from his harsh grip on your neck by holding onto his wrist, but he wasn't impressed. Eventually, he let you go, and you let out a loud cry till your throat hurt.ย 
His strong thrusts and the several orgasms he gave you made your pussy feel extremely sensitive, so you tightened around his big cock as much as you could. Not that you were whining, but whenever the effects of Temp-V subsided, you knew it would hurt like hell.ย 
Following a few brief but forceful thrusts, he tightened his hold around your hips and began to release his thick white ropes inside your pussy while releasing a loud groan. You would have believed it would take several minutes because he was taking so long to empty himself while he came inside of you.ย 
When he softened and you were both gasping for air and attempting to regain your breath, Noir drew away from you.ย 
Once you turned to face him at last, you saw that he was looking at your pussy and his spent, leaking to your legs. You place his cum back inside your pussy and spread your legs out in front of him on the bed. You knew he liked it very much.ย 
As you played with your clit and watched him tucking himself inside his suit with heavy breaths, you talked playfully, โ€œI knew you would be a beast. It was a fine conversation.โ€ย 
He chuckled at your word choice and helped you stand up and tenderly adjust your clothing.ย 
You asked, โ€œCan we leave now?โ€ and he nodded quickly.ย 
Without a doubt, you will take another Temp-V soon.ย 
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A/N: Sorry, I was high writing this. You can check my MASTERLIST for more.
Taglist: @anundyingfidelity @believeinthefireflies95
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jayybugg ยท 7 months ago
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study session
Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader
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Summary: You're studying with Theo in the library...or are you?
Warning: Established Relationship, Dirty Talk, No House Specified, Kind of Public Sex, Smut (18+), No Use of Y/N, Google Translate Italian, No Plot literally just sex.
Word Count: 1.6K
Note: Wrote this based on a dream I had.....which was based on an RP scenario that I did. Obviously, Theo takes up a lot of space in my mind. Early birthday gift for my Georgie, @pizzaapeteer, please wish her an early birthday and thank you because she is the reason I got this done. @cafekitsune for the banners as always!
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You raced to the library, giving small helloโ€™s and excuse me's to the people you passed. You had promised Theo that you would help him with his Charms homework after your club meeting, but you had gotten carried away with some discussions causing the meeting to run over. You hoped that Theo wasn't there yet or would just be arriving because you knew the small quips about your tardiness wouldn't stop if he was already there.
You made it into the library, climbing the stairs to the secluded corner of the floor. A small table with two chairs that you and Theo often claimed whenever you both decided to do some studying. You groaned softly, seeing Theo already seated with a shit-eating grin on his face when you rounded the corner.
"So late, bella. Almost thought you stood me up." Theo said as you sat down next to him. You rolled your eyes, pulling out your Charms notes and your textbook. "Oh, shut up. I've never stood you up before."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, why are you late?" Theo leaned in; his mouth curved into a smirk. You flicked his forehead causing him to lean back, rubbing it softly. "I got caught up in the meeting. I'm sorry, Teddy."
"It's fine, principessa." Theo said, opening his notes, "Just like teasing you."
You and Theo quickly fell into a nice rhythm of studying and light conversation. You gave him the notes to copy as you worked on the actual assignment. You always felt at ease when you studied with Theo, it was one of the only times that he seemed to relax. Usually that was reserved for when you both were in the privacy of your dorms and even then, Theo would rather be participating inย otherย activities.
More time passed before you started wiggling in your chair, your butt starting to fall asleep. "This chair is uncomfortable." You whined, standing up to try to regain some feeling. Theo chuckled, leaning back in his seat, and patting his thigh. "Well, I'm quite comfortable if I do say so myself."
You rolled your eyes as you slid over to him, nestling yourself in his lap. "You've been waiting for this moment, haven't you?"
"I'm always looking for a way to get you in my lap, love. It's where you belong." Theo said, winking at you. You smiled, shaking your head, and returning to your reading for your homework.
Theo's hand reached your thigh, running up and down your leg. Once he finished copying the notes, he trailed his hand under your skirt. You glanced up from your reading to meet his eyes that were already trained on your face.
"Shouldn't you be starting on the assignment now?" You swatted his hand away from your thigh, raising an eyebrow at him. Theo smirked, putting his hand back, "Yeah, but I don't feel like reading that text right now."
His hand once again traveled up your skirt to the hem of your underwear. "Why don't you read it to me, principessa?"
"Read it to you?" You raised an eyebrow at him, "What are you trying to do?"
"Nothing, I just want to hear your sweet voice." Theo smiled, "I'll even reward you."
Your eyes scanned Theo's face, landing on his eyes. The usual expressionless eyes held a certain swirl of mischief in them. "You're up to something."
"Maybe, maybe not. Why don't you read and find out?" Theo shrugged, his smirk never going away. You rolled your eyes, conceding to his request.
"Charms are comprised of a wide range of spells. They focus on giving a target new and unexpected properties or making the target perform certain actions, along with other effects." You recited from the book. Theo's fingers softly moved the fabric of your underwear, pressing down on your clit with the pad of his thumb.
You yelped softly, looking up at Theo. He was leaning into his hand propped on the table, his smirk remaining as he held eye contact with you. "Theo," You hissed, "We're in the library."
"I know, bella. Why are you bringing up the obvious? Keep reading, I'm intrigued." Theo contorted his face into fake confusion, all while massaging your clit with his thumb. You narrowed your eyes at him, taking a shaking breath as you felt a familiar feeling boil inside you.
"Charms were distinguished from Transfiguration spells in the regards that a charm will add to or change the properties of an object while Transfiguration spells change the object completely." You continued reading as Theo removed his thumb from your clit, quickly replacing it with his index finger. He trailed up and down your pussy, smiling as you stuttered upon your next sentences.
"Offensive and protective spells f-fall under Charms such as the Stunning, Disarming, mmm, spell, and the Shield spell. The Tickling spell- oh!" Theoโ€™s finger slipped its way into your pussy, pumping in and out as you read. You shut your eyes, attempting to save yourself from the pleasure.
Theo leaned close to your ears, a smirk evident on his face. โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong, bella?โ€
โ€œYouโ€ฆ. Theoโ€ฆ.โ€
โ€œBlaming me for your distractions?โ€ Theo clicked his tongue, โ€œHow rude.โ€
You slapped his arm, slumping over slightly as Theo picked up the pace of his fingers. Theo chuckled darkly; his eyes trained on your face as it contorted into one of pleasure. โ€œGetting fingered in the library, where anyone could round that corner and see you. Such a fucking slut.โ€
You felt yourself clench around his fingers due to his words. The adrenaline from the thought of being caught rushed through your body. โ€œFuck. Please.โ€ You let out a breathy plea, your eyes looking over to the corner that could expose this whole ordeal.
โ€œPlease what, amore? Use your words.โ€ Theo whispered into your ear. Your breathing became shallow as you felt a familiar knotting in your stomach. Theo did relent in his pace, smirking as he saw you close your eyes. โ€œAbout to cum? Go ahead, be a good girl, and come all over my fingers, sunshine.โ€
A low moan fell from your lips as your climax came in a harsh wave. You fell limp against Theo, who was chuckling lowly. You rolled your eyes, getting ready to scold him. โ€œI canโ€™t believe you- Theo? What are you-?โ€
You felt your body get picked up and leaned over the wooden table. Theo stood up, taking his place behind you. โ€œWhat are you talking about, darling?โ€ Theo said, pushing your skirt up to your waist and bending down to be face to face with your cunt.
โ€œWeโ€™re in the library! We canโ€™t-โ€ Your words were once again cut off by Theo as his tongue lapped at your clit.
โ€œBut youโ€™re dripping, principessa. I canโ€™t just leave my girl soaked like this, now, can I?โ€ Theo smirked against your cunt, lapping at it again. You bit your lip, pressing your face against the hard wooden table. Theo stood up, undoing his belt and zipper as he left a harsh slap on your ass.
โ€œDo you want my cock, baby? Tell me.โ€ Theo stroked himself, pushing your legs apart with his knee. You let out a deep breath, laying your body flat against the table and turning your head to glance back at him. โ€œYesโ€ฆ... I want it.โ€ You said softly. Theo smirked at you, lining himself up with your entrance, pushing in.
โ€œFuck, amore, so wet and ready for me,โ€ Theo muttered. You whimpered, your eyes falling close at the feeling of being filled up by your boyfriend. He never fails to stretch you out beyond belief. Theo pulled out slowly, leaving just the tip in before snapping his hips forward, setting a harsh pace.
โ€œSuch a fucking slut. Getting railed in the library where someone could see you.โ€ Theo snarled, his hands gripping your hips tightly. You clenched around him again, moans ripping from your throat. โ€œOh, you like that, huh? You like the idea of someone possibly seeing how much of a whore you are for me?โ€ Theo smirked, reaching around to rub on your clit.
โ€œY-yes, yes, I like it.โ€ You mewled, your nails digging into the table. Your eyes focused on the open corner, your heart speeding up every time a shadow floated past it. The last thing you wanted was for anyone to catch you in this position, but you couldnโ€™t find it in you to stop Theo or even conceal the noises that he was causing you to make.
Between watching how he disappeared into your greedy cunt and how your ass bounced back every time his hips contacted yours, Theo groaned softly. โ€œSโ€™goodโ€ฆ. fuck.โ€ You whimpered.
Theo lifted your leg to be prompted up on the table, knocking the books off the table in the process. With a firm grip on around your thigh, Theo pound into your aching cunt. You gripped the edge of the table, your climax coming fast. โ€œMโ€™bouttaโ€ฆ.mโ€™boutta cumโ€ฆโ€ You said, your voice muffled from burying your head to the table.
โ€œHm? My principessa is about to cum?โ€ Theo spoke, โ€œCum around my dick, I want to feel you soak me.โ€
It didnโ€™t take long for you to cum once again, your juice covering Theoโ€™s dick and thighs. He continued to pound into you until his thrusts got sloppy. โ€œGoing to cover this pretty ass all in my seed.โ€ He muttered, more to himself than to you. He gave you one last deep thrust before pulling out and spilling his cum all over your ass.
You took deep breaths, your body still bent over the table, as Theo massaged your waist, a chuckle erupting from his throat.
โ€œI didnโ€™t know you were so kinky, bella. Good thing I casted that invisibility charm before you got here.โ€
Your eyes flew open in disbelief as you turned your head to look at him. That same shit-eating grin on his face from earlier.
Your boyfriend was going to be the death of you.
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sturnioloarchive ยท 8 months ago
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Can you please do something, with Matt teaching the reader how to finger herself? ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿป
"๐‘ต๐‘ถ๐‘ป ๐‘บ๐‘ถ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ต๐‘ถ๐‘ช๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ป ๐‘จ๐‘ต๐’€๐‘ด๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ฌ" ๐‘ด.๐‘บ
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โฅ ๐‘พ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” : ๐‘ท๐’๐’“๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‚ ๐’‘๐’๐’๐’•, ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐‘ด๐’‚๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’, ๐‘น๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’†๐’™๐’–๐’‚๐’ ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’๐’๐’˜, ๐‘บ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’“๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐‘ถ๐’“๐’‚๐’ (๐’‡๐’†๐’Ž ๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’†๐’Š๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ) ๐’๐’Ž๐’Œ ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’” ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’†
โฅ ๐‘จ๐’–๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’•๐’† 1 : ๐‘ด๐’š ๐’‚๐’”๐’Œ๐’ƒ๐’๐’™ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’ (๐’๐’ƒ๐’—), ๐’”๐’ ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’–๐’š๐’” ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’•, ๐’‘๐’๐’” ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’’๐’–๐’†๐’”๐’•๐’”, ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’‘, ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’–!!
โฅ ๐‘จ๐’–๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’•๐’† 2 : ๐‘ฏ๐’Š ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’, ๐’•๐’š๐’”๐’Ž ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‡๐’Š๐’“๐’”๐’• ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’“๐’†๐’’๐’–๐’†๐’”๐’•
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You and Matt have been dating for almost three months now, never done anything really sexual
except the making out between the two of youBut you wanted to try, you wanted to please him, and yourself.
So thats why this happened
Matt, Chris and Nick were just done filming the new Wednesday video, you were in Matt's room.
Sitting there and reading some new book you got, while listening to some music in your headphones.
You saw a text from Matt, "Are you still up?"
You answered with a yes, after five minutes, Matt came in the room.
Locking the door behind him, because Nick and Chris love to just come without knocking.
You took out your headphones when you saw him, stopping the song, and closing your book.
"Hi pretty baby" He came close to you, laying down on the bed beside you.
"Hi" you said shyly, kissing him on the cheek, and he returned the favor.
"Was everything alright with the filming?"
"Yeah, it was, what about you hm?" Matt looked straight into your eyes, smiling.
"Ive been reading and listening to music, for 3 hours straight" you smiled back at him, getting closer to him so you can hug him.
"Yeah? What were you reading baby" he asked, curious.
"Book" you said quickly while blushing.
"Yeah, obviously" Matt chuckled while looking at you.
"Anyways, uh.." nervously you started picking on your nails.
"Whats wrong?" he looked at you worried
"No..never mind,"
"Cmon y/n, tell me." Matt demanded.
"You know..ive never done, uh-anything, sexual.." You now avoided his gaze, blushing madly.
"Yeah, what about that hm?" He asked teasingly, he knew what exactly you meant.
"Neither with myself neither with..you" looking up at him for a second, then you looked away once again.
"Want me to teach you baby?" You nodded.
"I-if you want to.." he smiled at your sudden shyness.
Then he started kissing your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses, here and there.
You whimpered from the feeling of his lips, on your hot skin.
"Gonna teach you first, how to touch your little pussy" he murmured against your neck.
"Y-yeah, okay" whining, when he bit your neck slightly.
"Yeah? C'mon," he said while addressing you to remove your clothes, and you did, first your top and then your shorts.
"lay between my legs." He started positioning you two, your head laying against his chest, and your legs spread over his legs.
"Give me your hand sweet girl" he placed a quick peck on your cheek.
You gave him your hand, his own laying on yours.
"Now" placing your hands on your pussy, "Gonna touch your clit first okay?" You nodded.
"Pl-please Matt" he smirked from your neediness.
"Such a needy baby, having me teaching her how to, touch herself. Because shes too dumb to find out alone hm?" He started motioning your hand with his
On your clit, rubbing slowly.
"F-fuck yes! Please matt" you let out a small moan, when the pace went to fast from slow.
"Shh, im right here, gonna give you what you want" he kissed your forehead sweetly.
You felt your stomach tightening, and you moaned out louder.
"M-matt i-i think" closing your eyes shut, you whimpered.
"Gonna cum? Go on baby, cum." And you did, moaning out his name.
He continued rubbing your clit, you tried to jerk your hips away, from the over stimulation.
"No, no," he slaped your clit slightly, making you whine.
"Now youre going to finger yourself." Placing your hand between your hole.
"Start with the middle fingers first," you started putting your middle finger inside slowly, whining from the slight burning feeling.
"Good girl, now that you're done, start pushing it in and out, to stretch yourself" you started pushing it in and put, the feeling slightly pleasurable.
"Curl your finger up." You listened to him, curling it up, you breath out shakily.
"Feel good, no? Try putting another one." You nodded against his chest, starting to put in your ring finger.
Whimpering from another stretch, you started pushing your fingers in and out.
Curling them up as matt said.
"Good baby, always listening to me." He said stroking you hair.
"M-matt it-it doesn't feel that good.." you pouted.
"No?" How about i do it instead yeah?" You nodded slightly, getting your fingers out of your pussy.
"Give me your fingers babe" you did, confused.
Them he sucked on your fingers, cleaning them up.
You whimpered from his actions.
"Pl-please" he stopped sucking on your fingers, and chuckled.
"Shh, here, relax now okay? Gonna start with one finger" nodding, you spread out your legs more.
He then started rubbing your, leaky hole. Drawing small circles
"D-dont tease" you closed your eyes shut, and whined.
He chuckled at that
"Easy now, here" he now starting pushing his middle, finger inside your cunt.
You moaned softly, from the feeling of his much longer and thicker fingers.
He started pumping it in and out, circling your clit with his thumb.
Your hips started chasing his hand.
"M-more-nghh-Matt please" you needed more, more of him.
And then he started pushing his, ring finger too. Pumping in and out. His pace getting faster.
The room was filled with filthy sounds
Your slick cunt, your whimpers and moans.
And his heavy breathing.
"You gonna cum, sweetheart? Huh?, can feel your pretty pussy. Tightening around my fingers." Matt kissed your cheek after the last word.
You nodded at that, feeling a new feeling.
"I think-i think" you were a whining mess, under his control.
"Go on baby, just let out." He chuckled and pumped his fingers, in and out
Faster, and his assault on your clit getting harder.
You moaned his name out loudly, when you came, for the second time.
"Good girl, my pretty baby, you did so good." Matt praised while kissing you.
He then removed your fingers from your cunt
And licked & sucked them clean.
You whimpered at the sight before you.
"Taste so good baby, gonna let me have a proper taste? Hm"
"Y-yes please Matthew" he smirked at your desperation.
He then, pushed you gently, and laid you down. On the bed.
Going between your legs and spreading them open.
"Ready?" You nodded
He licked a long stripe from, your hole to your clit.
Sucking on your clit, you tried to close your legs, but matt hiked them around his shoulders.
"M-matty! F-fuck feels so good" he started sucking more, from your words
He pulled out slightly and collected saliva, spitting on your clit.
He looked up at you, and started shaking his head into your pussy.
His long tongue doing magical things, that has your legs shaking.
Soon you felt that feeling again.
"M'gonna cum!" He groaned into your cunt.
"M-matt!" You moaned out his name, like a mantra.
Soon after, you suddenly came, hard.
Squirting into his face, you blushed at this
"S-shit matt! I didn't meant to-" he kissed your clit, and then pulled back.
"You're doing this shit again." He bite his bottom lip slightly
"But-" looking at him.
"Not a question ma."
เผบเญจโ™ฅ๏ธŽเญงเผป เผบเญจโ™ฅ๏ธŽเญงเผป เผบเญจโ™ฅ๏ธŽเญงเผป เผบเญจโ™ฅ๏ธŽเญงเผป เผบเญจโ™ฅ๏ธŽเญงเผป เผบเญจโ™ฅ๏ธŽเญงเผป
๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’” ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’“๐’๐’๐’ˆ. ๐’๐’†๐’• ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’†.
๐‘น๐’†๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‚๐’”๐’Œ๐’ƒ๐’๐’™ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐Ÿ’‹
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141 x POC!GN Intelligence Operative - Still Not Enough (Drabble) Author's Note: AAAAHHHH! Shorter and I don't think as painful but there is more to come so don't you worry Warnings: MDNI, Angst
After your meeting with Price, you shift into high hear and put your entire heart, mind, and soul into the next operation. You thought you gave your 100% before, but as you pick up momentum, you realized that the team was right, you've been slacking.
However, instead of seeing a necessary improvement, the 141 seean unhealthy obsession.
Price notices the extra hours you're putting in. How you're always in your office before he even enters his and how you're still there long after he's checked out for the day. He's even tried to stay in as long as you do, but you always pop in, reminding him to take a break, assuring him that you got it.
Kyle hears the excessive yawning, incoherent mumbling, and endless pacing coming out of your office as you spend every minute of everyday, thinking about ways to improve the upcoming mission. Kyle finds himself starting into your office, worried about you. But every time you catch him staring, you shut your door, assuming that you're bothering him.
And Soap sees the way you hesitate to ask him a question. He sees how you hide out in your office, trying all other avenues, before you come to him for help. He catches the way you stumble over your words. Your eyes used to light up with joy when you saw him, but now they just reflect your fear of inconveniencing him.
And Ghost just watches you from afar as you completely disappear from his radar. Youโ€™re in your office all day, never taking breaks. The one time you did, his heart nearly broke. When he โ€œcaughtโ€ you scrolling on your phone in the break room, you panic, apologizing, reassuring him that youโ€™ll get back to work, and run off. Thatโ€™s the last time he ever saw you take a break.
They all notice the valiant efforts you're making to prove yourself despite not needing to. But none of them say anything as they knew what was at risk. They would rather have you at arm's length than not have you at all. Because you're better off here then with some other team that didn't deserve you.
But in all honesty, you don't mind their coldness. If anything, you see it as a part of the trial. Obviously, this was some kind of retribution. Maybe a little mean, but it wouldn't be the first time people were mean to you. You've been through worse for much lesser reasons. Besides, you knew there had to be an end to this... right?
And you think you see it when the operation is a huge success all thanks to you. After many nights of looking over the intel and schematics of the plan, you were able to pinpoint the exact location where the illegal arms were being kept hidden, allowing the boys to do a straightforward grab-and-go.
So after spending all day working on reports in the conference room, Price announces that the whole team should go to the bar to celebrate. Along with everyone else, you start to pack your things, excited for a night out with your boys. You did it! You managed to earn your spot back on the team. Things were fi---
"What are you doing?" asks Ghost, eyes burning through you. Price continues to pack, unfazed by his lieutenant's questions, while the sergeants freeze, almost in suspense.
"I thought we were getting drinks right now," you slowly inform. Silence fills the room. Ghost's stare doesn't waver. You shrink a little into yourself as your ears begin to burn.
"Not we. The team," he barks.
But haven't you earned your spot again?
You look at Kyle and Johnny to see if either of them would advocate for you. They don't. They just drop their gaze and continue to pack their things. You look at Price who just nods in agreement with Ghost.
Oh.
Each one leaves the conference room, not even sparing you a glance. As Kyle closes the door behind him, you sit back down as tears prick at your eyes.
And while you go home that night unsure of what else you can do, the guys drink a little more than usual, hoping that the extra alcohol can erase the image of your disheartened face.
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