#and it was 100% smut not a whiff of plot

[adhd-merlin]

I would like to humbly suggest the Gwaine/Lancelot rarepair. I just think they’d make a good friendly rivalry situationship over who would be Merlin’s favourite knight/best friend or over who would be the knight second in command under Arthur (the answer is obviously Leon for that one but Leon just looks like an old man to them)

Also their chaotic energies would fit & enable each other rly well I think. Like Gwaine trying to get Lance drunk over in the tavern so that he lets loose & gets to see the chaotic side in him. Lancelot could be like a role model for Gwaine for what an honourable knight looks like (that isn’t nobleborn like Arthur) & he would definitely roast Gwaine into next dimension

(THEYD MAKE A CUTE PAIR OF DRINKING BUDDIES too)

That’s another thing they have in common too! They’re both commoners & have to get used to Camelot so it’d me nice to have each other, wouldn’t it?

And Lancelot would totally be the one to bodily hold Gwaine back when he lost his temper over smth someone said but would just go „let loose, Gwaine!“ if it was an insult abt Merlin. Like Lance would be holding the guy down & Gwaine would be punching him. Full on Merlin Protection Squad. And they’d be in that weird limbo together where they’re saying „yeah, I think Arthur’s a good guy but I was originally here for Merlin oops“

I just think these two would be fun. They are like the Benvolio & Mercutio duo just ribbing each other & vibin in the background while Romeo (cough cough Arthur) has his big dumb monologue.

And maybe Lance would also have like „easier access“ to Gwaine bc Gwaine is like one of the only knights who openly says like sassy/sometimes even anti-Arthur things abt Arthur. And like with Lance OF COURSE he has some pent up resentment against Arthur bc he got Gwen & Merlin is so willing to suffer for him too (I know Lancelot says he & Arthur are gucci & there’s no bad blood. BUT COME ON. Let Lancelot feel some human emotion expect for boyfriend perfection). And Gwaine would just be effortlessly joking abt Arthur & not let it sour his loyalty, and Lance could learn that it is perfectly fine & normal to not have noble & honourable knightly thoughts 24/7. that you aren’t judged by the worst thoughts you have abt somebody

Okay, word vomit over :)

YES. I haven't read any actual Gwaine/Lancelot fic but they'd make a great pairing.

They are Merlin's two favourite knights! They have such different temperaments but they have the same values! They care about the same things and the same people.

And yeah, Gwaine was a nobleman actually, but he's been acting for a commoner for so long that it hardly matters. (Actually he was a noble disguised as a commoner, while Lancelot was a commoner trying to pass himself off as a noble... THE PARALLELS BE PARALLELING.)

And Gwaine would just be effortlessly joking abt Arthur & not let it sour his loyalty, and Lance could learn that it is perfectly fine & normal to not have noble & honourable knightly thoughts 24/7.

I LOVE THIS. YES! He holds himself to such impossibly high standards, someone needs to tell him not to be so hard on himself 😭😭😭

And they both care about Merlin a lot so you could add him to the mix, if you wanted. Make yourself a nice OT3.

I think it's a crime that we didn't really get any scenes with Lancelot and Gwaine interacting in canon. A crime against me personally.

[hanmaspookie]

kokomoi hajime x femreader

summary : Koko is home late again so you decide to tease him.

cw: SMUT, established relationship, money kink, porn without plot, mention of “slut”, anal

all characters are aged up !

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You have spent all day alone at home waiting for Kokonoi to get home, you’re longing for him. You even made a fancy pasta dinner, put the nice tablecloth on, poured some wine and lit some candles. You decide to sit down at the table and wait for him. When 30 minutes have passed you know he’s gonna be a bit later, so why not play with him? You decide to put on some beautiful white lingerie and throw an robe over it.

After being an hour late Koko finally arrives home, he opens the door holding a tiny white bag in his hands. “Sorry I’m late baby.” He says as he takes a whiff of the air. “Smells good.” You give him a blank stare, to let him know you’re not happy with him being late.

“Look what I got you.” He holds out the tiny bag in front of you and you shoot him a judging look. “You really think you can make it up to me with a present?” You say as you open up the bag to find a jewelry case, you open the case to find a beautiful golden necklace with a dark-blue diamond hanging in the pendant. “It’s 24 karats.” Kokonoi says as you are trying to hold in the urge to hug him and kiss him all over, you’re trying to stay mad at him. He pulls up the other chair at the side of the table so he is sitting closer to you. You lean in to give him a tiny kiss on his cheek. “Thank you.” You quitely say while looking at your lap where the necklace is beautifully sitting. “What did you say?” He hums. “Thank you, Koko.” You say in the same tone.

He smirks at you and puts his finger under your chin to lift up your head so you’re looking him in the eyes. “What do we have here?” He starts to play a bit with your robe and pull it off your shoulder to reveal the lingerie. “You’re such a little slut aren’t you? Waiting for me to get home in your lingerie.” You shoot him a smirk. “200 bucks for an hour, 500 for the whole night.” He chuckles at your comment as he pulls out his wallet. “You offer this deal to any other guys?” You take of your robe to reveal the beautiful lingerie that fits your body perfectly, accentuating your waist and lifting your breasts. “Hmm, just to the ones I like.” Koko looks you up and down with admiring eyes and shoves five 100 dollar notes in between your breasts and the lingerie fabric. “Now you’re mine for the night.” He says as he lifts you up off the chair, making sure to take his wallet with him while walking towards the bedroom. He lays you down on the bed. “So, with this deal I get to do anything I want?” He says as he hovers over you and leans in to kiss you. “Hmmh” you hum approvingly, hoping Koko will do something new and exciting he hasn’t done before. “I can’t get enough of your beautiful body.” He says as his hands explore your entire body and slowly start to remove your bra. “So perfect.” He cups your breast as he starts circling around your nipple with his tongue. His other hand starts traveling towards your panties to take them off, already drenched from the excitement he gives you. He runs a finger through your slit and hummingly approves. He takes his mouth of your breast “Nice and wet.” All of a sudden he moves of you and grabs his phone, leaving you there all vulnerable and lonely. He starts to put connect it to the speaker and plays Money by Pink Floyd, the sound of clinging coins fills the room up. You roll your eyes at this as he takes off his shirt, revealing his lean body. “Come on Koko, I need you.”

You say as you start to reach over to his pants to unbuckle his pants. “You’re so needy. Can’t even wait a little huh?” You immediately pull his pants down to reveal his huge cock, rock hard and dripping. You lick away the pre-cum. “You’re mine for the night so do as I say.” He says as he grabs you by the waist and flips you over quickly, you yelp by the sudden action. Koko taking you from behind isn’t something that occurs often, but you like it. The sound of money can still be heard throughout the room. He starts pumping his throbbing member. “You better behave, or i’ll have to give you a punishment too.” He lines himself up with you and enters your soft walls. You immediately start to moan as he drags in and out of your walls over and over. Suddenly his pace starts to slow down as he reaches over for his wallet and taking out his creditcard. Then his pace quickens again and he swipes the creditcard through your ass. He moans at the sight of this. You’ve never seen Koko do this before. “Fuck, money.” He moans out as his thick ropes fill up your ass. “Did you just swipe a card through my ass?” You ask when pulls out. Turning over to face him. “I’m not done here. We have the whole night.” He says as he puts the creditcard into your wet pussy.

[moonlightkitties]

Late Night Swim - Micah Bell x Reader

Plot - After a busy day of scouting and stealing, you and Micah head into the lake for a late night swim.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Skinny dipping but no smut

Divider by @roseraris !!

You let out an exhausted groan as you dismount your horse beside Baylock. Micah chuckles "You sure you wanna stay out with the men instead of staying with the women in camp?" he asks, lighting a cigarette and putting it in between his mouth.

"Yes, I'm 100% sure" you tell him, taking a whiff of the cigarette as he handed it to you. You let out a cough as you inhaled the smoke "Ugh, how do you do that?" you ask him, handing it back to him. Micah smirks "If you can't handle a cigar how can you handle getting shot at everyday?" you rolled my eyes "You saw me back there with that homestead." you told him "I think I did fine."

As the both of you walked into camp you noticed everyone, except for Kieran and Pearson were either in their tents or sleeping.

"Wow, it's late" you said, looking up at the sky "Well, duh, we were out since early this morning" Micah told you, sarcasm lacing his tone.

"I know, but I didn't realize we would be out this late" you told him. you smelt the air and turned to Micah "Geez, Micah, when was the last time you bathed?" you asked "You smell" Micah smirked and pulled you into a hug "Micah!" you laughed, trying to get out of his grasp but he wouldn't let go.

"How bad do I smell?" he asked, a sense of humor in his voice "Awful!" you laughed, he started tickling you and you let out a shriek of laughter "Micah! Stop it!" he didn't stop and you didn't stop laughing.

"Hey!" you heard Arthur yell from inside his tent "Some of us are trying to sleep!" Micah stopped tickling you but let out a growl of annoyance "Sorry Arthur!" you yelled back to him.

"But seriously" you say to Micah, grabbing his hand and leading him to the lake. "You need to bathe" Micah wraps his hands around your waist and starts kissing your neck, his facial hair scratching it "I will if you join me." you smile and shrug "Fine, fine, come on you stinky man."

You stripped all my clothes off and made your way towards the lake. The water was warm and you sunk down into it and let out a content sigh. You heard the water shift as Micah followed you. You turned around and couldn't see him, confused, you looked around "Micah?" you asked and when he didn't answer you called out again.

"Micah!"

You shrieked when you felt something pick you up and slam you into the water. You gasped and swam up "Micah!" you yelled, annoyed "That was not funny! You scared me!" Micah let out a howl of laughter "It was pretty funny to me doll face." you let out a huff of annoyance "Aw, come on doll, it was a joke" he said, swimming to you. You sighed, it was hard staying mad at him.

"Yeah, yeah, just don't do it again" you tell him, wrapping your arms around his shoulder. He pulled you into a rough, sloppy kiss "No promises."

[crashdevlin]

Centerfold 1- Another New School

Centerfold Masterlist

Author’s Note: Written for Meghan who requested some fluffy A/B/O smut and then I came up with an idea and ran with it. Smut will start after the plot is established. Also, this is gonna go toward my @spnabobingo​ squares. This chapter fills my Rose/Gardenia/Amber square and is rated G for General Audiences.

Summary: Dean is a Junior at yet another brand new high school. He meets a sweet young woman in his homeroom and starts a relationship with her.

Pairing: Dean x Y/n

Word count: 1211

Story Warnings: none really, mentions of A/B/O dynamics, overprotective parents

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Dean didn’t like that there were so many miles between the middle school and the high school John registered his sons at in Olympia, Washington. John had the Impala, so Dean had to walk with Sam two miles to his school and then walk four miles to his own. “Gonna have to hit a bar and hustle some cab money. Can’t be doin’ this walk twice a day, Sammy. It’s already killin’ me,” Dean complained.

“At least it’s not winter,” Sam said, sarcastically. “Anyway, Dad will be back soon, ya know?”

“Yeah, I know. It’s a witch hunt, practically a milk run for Dad, but still. I wish he’d left the car or something.”

“It’ll be okay, Dean.”

Dean rolled his eyes as he patted his brother’s shoulder and walked away, disappearing into Jefferson Middle School. He hated this walk and it was the first time he’d even done it. He made it to Olympia High just as the bell rang. Definitely needed some money for cabs. Maybe he could call Bobby, get some cash Western Unioned to him. He definitely wasn’t going to get any more money out of his dad. John always gave him just enough for him and Sam to eat for a couple weeks.

He pulled a paper schedule out of his pocket and sighed. “Homeroom. Mr. Philips. Room C-215. That’s D-100 and that’s D-200, so C Hall will be…” he said to himself, walking toward his classroom. He found C-215 and stepped inside. “Mr. Philips? Dean Winchester. I’m new.” He handed the schedule over to the tall man behind the desk and smiled tightly.

“Right. Take a seat behind Miss Y/l/n in the pink,” Philips said, dismissively, handing the schedule back. Dean nodded and scanned the room for ‘the pink’.

His eyebrows jumped in surprise when his eyes fell on the girl in the second row with the blush pink fuzzy sweater on. She was gorgeous, looked sweet and innocent, smiled at him as he walked down the aisle to slide into the desk behind her. He leaned forward close to her. Whatever perfume she had on smelled amazing. Roses, gardenia maybe...amber? “Miss Y/l/n, huh?” he whispered.

She looked away bashfully and bit her thumbnail. “Shush. Mr. Philips is really mean. Don’t get sent to detention on your first day.”

“You keep talking, we’ll both be there...and that’d be worth it.” She stifled a giggle and looked at her desktop. “Come on, sweetheart. What’s yer name? ‘Less you want me to keep callin’ you, Miss Y/l/n.”

She bit her bottom lip and looked back over her shoulder. “Y/n,” she said.

“Quiet!” Mr. Philips called out from the front of the classroom. “We observe quiet in my classroom, Mr. Winchester.”

“Yeah, sorry. I wasn’t here for the syllabus,” he joked. Y/n giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. Dean thought she was just...adorable. It wasn’t often that he fell into a crush right off the bat, barely knowing her name, but Y/n was just...sweet as sugar...and Dean loved his candy.

“So, I’m new, you wanna show me around?” Dean asked as he followed her down the aisle after homeroom let out. It was every bit of the line it felt like leaving his mouth and part of him doubted she’d fall for it. She seemed like too good a girl to fall for his lines. “I’m sure a smart girl like you knows her way around school...around the neighborhood?”

She turned to him in the hallway just outside the door and smiled brightly. “Dean, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Where’re you from?” she asked.

“Kansas,” he responded, warily. He didn’t understand why she was asking.

“Parents’ names?”

“It’s just my dad,” Dean answered, his jaw tightening.

“I’m sorry,” she said, softly. “But what’s your dad’s name?”

“John.”

“What’s he do for a living?”

“Sells vacuums. Why are you asking all this?” he asked, eyebrows tucked together.

“My parents don’t like me talking to strangers and now you’re not a stranger,” she said with a smile. “If you can find your way to the parking lot after school, I’ll show you around town a bit...and I’ll help you study.”

He got a whiff of her floral scent as she twirled and practically danced away from him and down the hallway. She was something special.

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“So, sixteen or seventeen, Dean?” Y/n asked, as she walked across the parking lot with her backpack slung over her shoulder.

“Sixteen...for another three months. You?”

“Seventeen, two months ago,” she responded.

“Are your parents really gonna ask about all that junk you been asking me?”

“Some of it, yeah, but the most important question is ‘what’s your presentation?’” she asked, turning to him and walking backward.

Dean licked his lips and shrugged. “Don’t have one yet. Dad’s alpha, so was our grandpa. Pretty much destined. What about you?”

“Haven’t presented either, but there hasn’t been a female in my family that wasn’t omega in a hundred and fifty years. How’s that for ‘destined’?”

“If I were alpha, your parents wouldn’t let me around you, huh?”

She chuckled. “That’s a hard and fast rule. Even though I’m not an omega yet, I’m not allowed near alphas.”

“Well, thankfully, I’m not alpha yet.”

She smiled and turned back around. “Yeah. Thankfully.” She reached a small red convertible Mercedes and pulled out a set of keys. Dean’s eyes went wide as she popped the trunk and set her backpack in the trunk. “What?” she asked when she noticed the look of shock on his face.

“You...this is your car?”

“Yep! It’s a hand-me-down. It was my mom’s first. Dad bought it for her when she got pregnant with my brothers. A station wagon or a van would’ve been a better choice, of course, but she made it work.”

Dean walked around it. “1980 Mercedes-Benz 280SL. Wow...Euro import with the flush headlights and bumpers. It’s beautiful. You can drive a stick shift?”

“Of course.” She shut the trunk and walked over to the driver’s door. “Get in, Dean. Unless you have a problem with riding shotgun.”

“In a car like this with a girl like you? No problem on my end, sweetheart.” He smiled as he pulled open the door and settled into her passenger seat.

She smiled as she turned the key in the ignition. “Only man I’ve ever had in this car was my dad...he wouldn’t let me drive my own car because the idea of a woman behind the wheel was just too much for him.”

“Sounds like a jerk. No offense.”

She chuckled. “Well, he’s just an alpha, ya know. That’s how they are.”

“Well, I’m not an alpha yet, Y/n, and I think you belong behind the wheel.”

She bit her bottom lip and maneuvered the transmission into first, easing off the clutch and rolling out of the parking space. As he watched her drive, he suddenly wished his father would never come back so Dean would never have to leave. He shook his head when he realized he’d essentially just wished for his father’s death over a pretty girl. He’d never had a girl grab his heart and soul so quickly.

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