#and... i think im finally ready to admit it... I want a man

[this-love-is-delicate]

Crying while reading the romance novel at 4am

[ineed-to-sleep]

My therapist told me today that I'm one of her patients who's made the most progress in the last two years and honestly I have a feeling I'm getting a good grade at therapy

[lokissweater]

hey i really really love your fics and the way you write youre so talented! ive been searching for a virgin!yuji x virgin!reader for so long and my life would literally be urs if you wrote this. if not no worries, i totally get it.

sending love! - anon

OH THIS IDEA IS HOOOOTTTTT AND U BEST BELIEVE IM ALL OVER IT!! thank you for your sweet words and for sending in a request!! i hope you like it!! :] <333

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oh my god, pretty!

{yuji itadori x f!reader}

summary: your relationship with yuji was semi new and cute, you both absolutely adoring the fuck out of one another since the moment you met. one thing you have in common though? you’re both loser virgins with absolutely no experience whatsoever, and on one night where you’re both innocently cuddling on the couch watching a movie— yuji goes NUTS.

warnings: MDNI. college!au, afab!reader, SMUT, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it ya’ll), accidental creampie LOL, yuji is a little perv, smut with barely any plot she goes straight to the good stuff, cursing, pet names, fluff, FILTHYYYY this is filthy, all characters are aged up.

word count: 3.9k

authors note: PHEEWWWW THIS ONE HAD ME MEOWING LIKE A KITTY CAT AND I HOPE YALL MEOW WITH ME!!! thank you for your support always, that is an absolute given, i love you and i love you forever. MWAAAHHHH <3333

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“are you okay baby?”

no you were not.

because yuji was in a black tight compression tee and pj’s while you both were watching a movie together and cuddling on your living room couch, the sleeves of his shirt accentuating his biceps and the rest of it squeezing over his pecs and torso, the brightness of your tv illuminating all of his sharp handsome features that had you gnawing at your nails in a nervous fit— him looking at you with pinched eyebrows.

yuji and you had just started dating a couple of months ago— his lively overly friendly personality winning you over without really much effort at all, and your genuine sweet one catching his heart the minute he saw you come into one of his lectures last year, looking soul killingly beautiful and radiant, the both of you befriending each other quickly as your interests aligned.

and you started hanging out on and off campus a lot more frequently after that— gradually falling more and more in love until yuji finally gathered up his jumpy nerves and asked you to be his girlfriend.

there was a problem though.

neither of you had had sex before, or had done anything in between the lines with other people before you got together.

it was the first thing that yuji worried about when he first started dating you— embarrassed and afraid that you would think he was a big fat loser with no game and that he would potentially run the risk of losing you, you maybe preferring a man of experience to match your own needs.

but when he admitted that to you, and when you shook your worried little head and told him you were in the same exact boat as him, he was fucking elated— his apprehensions crumbling down like a landslide and replaced instead with the giddiness of getting to do stuff with you for the first time ever, and him being the man (the only man ever he hoped) to get to do it to you.

but then there was another problem.

neither of you seemed to want to start anything, the both of you hesitant and scared because of your lack of experience— petrified of humiliating yourselves if one of you tried and pathetically failed at it or did something incorrectly.

“mhm! fine.” you smiled sweetly, your calm voice a completely different contrast to what was currently happening inside your reeling fuzzy brain.

you had both definitely talked about it, the subject of intimacy. but it was always something that the two of you reassured each other would happen eventually when you were both ready, that there was no rush— choosing to brush the subject off like it was nothing.

except it wasn’t nothing. it was never nothing. and you were both way past fucking ready, especially yuji, him practically ripping apart at the seams with horn dog need anytime he saw you wear those little skirts that you like so much, or whenever you’d straddle his lap during one of your daily makeout sessions— his hands literally trembling over your ass in attempts at being respectful of pretty ol’ you, settling for placing them on your upper back instead.

and you would internally pout, disappointed, because you always without fail noticed all of this yet you were too shy to mention anything or do something about it on your own.

“you sure?” he asked softly. “you look like you’re thinking about something.”

he raised a hand and gently poked your cheek repeatedly with his index finger, a silly smile on his face. “tell me baby tell me baby tell me baby—”

you giggled, “i’m okay! just zoned out.” you pushed his finger away, leaning up and pressing a quick shy kiss to his cheek that made him instantly flush pink in return, a wobbly smile spreading across his face.

in the midst of you retreating back to your previous position, yuji caught your chin with his fingers and turned you to look at him, your cheeks blushing as he stared at you with lovesick dreamy eyes.

“can we— um.” his gaze flickered to your lips. “can we make out.”

your eyes widened slightly and your hands grew clammy fast, cheeks buzzing as you stared back at him.

since making out was the only thing you both properly conquered, it happened almost every single time you saw each other, the act practically filling in and making up for the more lewd exchanges you both were missing out on, your kisses always sloppy and messy but heated— though each time it came around to it you were often just as nervous as the first time.

“s—sure!” you stammered. “you don’t have to ask me yuji… you can just— y’know… do it..”

he bit his tongue, your timidness for some fucking reason sending a shock of arousal through his veins and straight down to his dick as he tried his best to swallow it and not make it obvious for you.

“okay!”

he brought your face closer then and kissed you, a solid one at first, until you slowly parted your lips and ushered him in, deeper, your body moving closer to his on its own as he immediately responded with placing a hand on your leg to throw it over his lap, your mouths wet and slippery as he properly settled you to sit on him.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, the movie drowned out completely in the background as a sequence of lip smackings echoed throughout the room, yuji’s hands on your upper back like always as you continued to make out… until you felt a little stinging cramp in your knee— moving your hips a little bit to readjust, utterly unaware of how you accidentally applied pressure over yuji’s crotch as he sucked in a breath through his nose and pulled away.

“fuck don’t do that baby don’t do that.”

you froze, hands quickly retracting back to your chest. “what? what do what?”

“oh—” he froze, eyes wide and cheeks pink as his mouth opened and closed like a fishy out of water.

he couldn’t possibly tell you why, not wanting to scare you away by admitting that you grinding down on his crotch like that made his dick jerk and mind haze in the most filthy and perverted way imaginable, feeling like he wanted to dig himself a big fat grave of horny shame to throw himself into as he watched your pretty eyes look at him the way that they were, wanting that same look but underneath him instead—

your bent knee cramped up once more and you hissed, moving your hips again except this time harder, yuji’s eyes flying open as the grip around your upper torso tightened, a strangled whiny hum escaping his throat.

your eyes snapped to his at the sound, now feeling something hard poking your clothed pussy as your brain finally put fucking two and two together, your hand slapping over your mouth in embarrassment at what you did and over your stupid delayed realization.

“oh! yuji i’m so sorry i— i didn’t realize—”

he shook his head rapidly, his cheeks and ears red as he shakily smoothed his hands over your hips comfortingly.

“no baby! don’t be sorry it’s okay!” he quickly kissed your forehead. “i—it’s me… it’s not you at all…”

but there was something else behind his eyes, something you couldn’t quite pinpoint as he just stared at the place where your body met his crotch, hands slowly gripping your hips tighter in a certain way and… and actually moving you now in a certain way that made you promptly realize he was grinding you against him, pleasure quickly twitching at your clit in response as flat hands flew to his chest to stabilize yourself.

“what— what are you doing?” you stammered, your chest heaving a little.

“s—sorry!…” he mumbled, eyes still trained to the same area. “it just— felt kind of good… so..”

yuji peered up at you, a cautious look on his face as he eyed you curiously with his pinky cheeks bright— hesitantly indulging in his overwhelming sick need for you, as simply making out was just not cutting it anymore ever since he got a taste of how something like this could feel a couple of seconds ago.

and your thoughts were identical to his.

timidly, you slid your hands up slowly to rest back on his manly shoulders, the rough material of his compression tee under your fingers making you literally squeeze your hole around nothing, eyes nervously darting around his face.

“o—okay…”

his hand came up to brush some of your soft hair over your shoulder, his thumb moving in to caress gently over your hot cheek.

“can i… can i do it again?”

you shakily nodded, and he gripped your hips again before moving you just like he did before, your crotch coming down to meet his slowly and cautiously as your mouth partially hung open at how good it actually felt, yuji staring at your expression with blown out pupils and nearly drooling over it.

but he wanted more, his hands moving you then to grind on him a little faster, his hips coming up to meet yours at the same time as you shyly met him halfway— quick and stuttery until all of a sudden you were full blown humping into each other like rabid dogs, your tiny whiny moans setting him the fuck off as he captured your lips again to make out with you, fearing if he let you quietly moan like that for his ears to selfishly drink up that he was going to end up busting in his pants.

“y—yuji…” you whimpered in between kisses.

“yeah baby?” his husky voice sent another electrical shock of ecstasy through your body, your fingers gripping his shirt in tiny fists as you didn’t even know what exactly you were pleading him for.

but he knew.

he wrapped his arms entirely around you and moved so that you were laying flat on your back now, yuji in between your legs as he kissed you sloppily while grinding himself back on you again, him literally mimicking how it would be to fuck you as you squeezed his biceps for support, your thin pajama shorts feeling his hard cock bulging from his pj pants and rutting against your cunt desperately with every hump.

yuji, literally trapped in a dimension of arousal and nasty fucking thoughts of you with every moan that slipped past your puffy soft lips, had him reaching and tugging down on the waist band of your shorts like an animal, your baby blue panties with a little ribbon bow in the middle making him nearly choke on his spit.

your hand quickly came to clasp around his wrist, stopping him.

“y—yuji my parents! i don’t know if we should—”

“oh fuck—” he whispered, looking up to the top of your staircase and down where your parents were sound asleep, gnawing so much on his bottom lip in cock blocked agony that he accidentally drew blood.

and you didn’t know why, but the urge was unforgiving as you reached up and cupped his hot sweaty cheeks, pulling his face down as you stuck your tongue out and licked over his bleeding lip.

yuji stared, eyes wide, before he let out a low guttural grown and shoved his face into the crook of your neck.

“fuck fuck fuck fuck—”

you were fucking killing him.

he rolled his leaky cock slowly into you again, his shoulders trembling at the cold feeling of his wet boxers that were literally covered in pre cum the moment your pretty plush thighs sat over his lap, you speaking up.

“m—maybe—”

he pulled back fast.

“yeah?”

“maybe if you just— look. that… that should be fine, right?”

“yeah yeah!” yuji’s invisible tail was practically wagging over your words. “look uh huh! just look baby.”

you bit your lip, slowly reaching down and tugging as both of yuji’s hands went flying down to help you, pulling them over your thighs and down to your ankles before setting them behind him on the couch with a soft thud.

you kept your thighs closed, shy and timid as you realized yuji hadn’t seen you like this yet… your cheeks flaring in embarrassment as he pulled your knees apart and gawked at the vision before him, yuji looking at you like you had built the entirety of rome by yourself with your bare hands.

you hadn’t noticed yet, but your panties were drenched— a patch of wet spread over your lips that literally outlined the anatomy of your pussy to a t, leaving little to the imagination as his eyes stayed locked on your clit in a complete trance.

“oh my god, pretty!…” he murmured, his index finger coming down to softly touch and rub your puffed up clit over your panties, you squeaking in response and slamming your thighs closed again.

“sorry! sorry!” he sputtered, frantic as he came down to peck little kisses on your cheek apologetically, your eyes shut, bashful. “did that hurt? i didn’t mean to i’m sorry—”

“n—no!” you shook your head and slowly peeked your eyes open. “it didn’t… just felt s—sensitive.”

his shoulders relaxed in relief, nodding, his eyes widening in delight when you spread your legs back open for him again, your panties literally stuck slick to your pussy at this point.

yuji’s fingers pressed against your folds, him wanting to just feel the way your little wet lips mushed up against his digits, his curious hand directing him slowly up over your clit and back down by your virgin hole as he breathed hard through his nose, trying to get himself to calm the fuck down over your cunt and not freak you out.

but what he was doing felt good, him having no idea as you pulled your bottom lip in between your teeth with your eyebrows screwed together in euphoria, his ears perking up at the sounds of your sweet little moans and whines the more pressure he applied to it.

and then he got an idea.

as you were distracted getting riled up by his fingers, yuji shoved his other hand under his wet pajama pants and boxers, pulling out his throbbing cock and pumping it a little as his angry tip leaked with every jerk— a drop oozing down and landing right on your nub before rolling over your panties as he breathed out a string of hushed curses.

yuji replaced the hand on your pussy with his cock, his length and tip pushing up in between your sopping cunt and back down, completely soiling your panties with a mix of your arousal and his pre cum as he rolled his hips into you again, you not noticing at all until both of his rough hands came to grip and squeeze over your inner thighs, your eyes fluttering open as you wondered why it felt way better than before, them bulging once you saw his thick long dick slipping and sliding hurriedly against your pussy.

“b—baby!” you moaned breathlessly, but yuji literally could not hear you as his dazed droopy eyes stayed focused on your swollen puss while he continued to rut.

“uh huh..?..” he panted. “what’s wrong sweetheart…”

your words lodged themselves in the back of your throat as a particular rough thrust made you choke and clamp your mouth shut, squeezing your eyes shut in response with your sensitive nub pulsing as you felt yuji’s leaky sticky cum all over you.

“does it— does it feel good?” his eyes finally trailed up to look at you, his already fucked out expression and flushed face forming a yummy pit in your stomach that you recognized as your release whenever you fingered yourself, except that feeling no where near as good as what you felt right fucking now.

“mhm..” you moaned and licked your lips.

yuji’s fingers slid up from your inner thighs and to the straps of your panties, fiddling and playing with them as he rolled his hips like a little perv, his tip at times falling and literally sinking into your gaping virgin hole a bit— your panties a thin stretchy wall that frustratingly stopped his cock from going, slipping back upward instead.

“baby…” he moaned lowly, whispering. “maybe we should just have sex right now…”

you gasped. “right now?! i don’t know yuji my— my parents— and we’ve never—”

he leaned down and sloppily kissed you, speaking in between each smack.

“they’re asleep it’s—” mmphf— “it’s okay—”

yuji already had his middle finger hooked under your wet panties as he started pulling down, you squeaking at the cold breeze hitting your bare clit.

“i want to but— hic!”

he rubbed his tip over your entrance a bit, pooling your juice up.

“what if— what if we get too loud? and they come downstairs—”

he shook his head. “i’ll keep on a lookout pretty don’t worry about it...” he murmured. “you just relax while i pump my cock in, yeah?”

you whimpered, nodding quickly and pathetically as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down flush against your chest, suctioning tiny sucks on his jaw to keep you from moaning the loudest you’ve moaned all night as he started pushing in, yuji’s mind in a literal fucking state of delirium as his dick was finally gonna be buried in your cute pussy after wanting it for so long.

you hiccuped against his jaw, your arms gripping him tighter as he stretched you out so good, feeling a little pinch in your walls that made you spread your legs wider in attempts at alleviating it.

“ohhhh fuckkkk baby—” he moaned loud and you quickly clamped a hand over his mouth.

“shhh honey shhh—”

“m’sorry m’sorry m’sorry—”

his voice was muffled against your hand as he pumped deeper, your squeal catching itself in your throat and his body fucking shivering at the way your tight slobbering walls sucked him in without him having to even push, your hole clenching around him and pumping more strings of stray pre cum out inside you.

“my god do that again please do that again—” he panted, reeling his hips back slowly and pushing in at a steady rhythm.

“d—do what?” you panted, your eyes closing in pleasure.

“squeeze— shit!— squeeze me please please—” he begged, pressing wet open mouthed kisses on your cheeks as he licked up your little overstimulated tears.

“like— like this?”

you clenched your hole again and his body jerked, his choked moans huffing in your ear as he rolled and snapped his hips faster.

“mm! yuji my god—” you squealed and he placed a hand over your mouth, the both of you now covering over each others as he proceeded to drill his hips in, the couch squeaking with every messy hit.

your hand tightened over his lips the louder he moaned, your eyes silently pleading with him to be a little quieter, but him too lost in the milking of his cock and the way your fucked out face looked as he couldn’t connect the dots with what you were asking of him, suddenly your blurry brain coming into reasonable consciousness for a second as you became aware of the fact that you weren’t even using protection.

“b—baby—” you muffled against his hand. “we’re not using a— mmm! c—condom we need—”

smack smack smack—

“shit i don’t— i don’t have one sweetheart.” he stifled, and yuji only went faster then, harder and jerky as his awkward virgin hips jolted you up and down on him, your eyes rolling back. “s’okay i’ll just pull out m’kay? i’ll pull out—”

his snappy pace brought your brain back into your previous dumb erotic state, nodding dazedly as he scooched his hand down and shoved his middle and ring finger inside your wet mouth, your tongue slobbering over his digits before your lips lewdly closed around them and sucked.

yuji was not keeping a lookout for your parents.

“oh fuck baby you look so fucking pretty doing that…” he choked. “you look so so pretty under me and taking my dick—”

“mhm..” you moaned around his fingers, drool seeping out of your mouth and down your chin as you felt like you were on the brink of cumming and squelching all over him.

“i’m gonna pull out soon okay? i feel—” pant— “i feel like i’m cumming—”

you pulled back from his fingers with a pop and licked your lips, nodding vigorously as you squeezed your eyes painfully shut, your release washing over you like a prickly wave with your mouth hung wide open and your vision blowing bright white.

but in the midst of you creaming, you accidentally clamped your thighs shut around yuji as he tried to slip his dick out.

“fuck! i can’t—” pant— “baby open your legs please im gonna— fuck fuck fuck!—”

yuji’s cum pummeled inside you and filled you the absolute brim as he gasped and whined in your ear, his balls draining so much of it into you that it took no time at all for it to slip past your hole and onto your couch below, the both of you heaving heavily with your clothes stuck against your sweaty sticky bodies.

“are you—” he swallowed. “are you okay baby? i’m sorry i came inside—”

“it’s okay it wasn’t you—” you tried to regulate your breathing. “it— it was my fault… i trapped you in…”

you sheepishly looked at him and gnawed at the inside of your cheek in shame, your face only making him lazily grin and press a hard loving kiss to your cheek.

“it’s okay. we can figure it out later!”

he peeled away from you and sat up, his softening cock still buried inside as he slowly pulled out and watched the rest of his cum spurt out, taking one of his shaky fingers and collecting some before pushing it back in your hole.

“don’t put it back in yujiiii!” you whined.

“sorry! sorry sorry—” he grabbed your wrist gently and kissed the back of your hand, his pinky cheeks vibrant as he looked at you with a wobbly shy smile. “i— i couldn’t help myself…”

you giggled. “s’okay honey.”

he laid his body back over yours, being mindful not to squish you as he leaned some of his weight on his arms, cutely pecking your puffy lips over and over until he was satisfied with the amount, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck after.

“m’glad my first time was with you yuji…” you murmured into his ear, your words causing his heart to literally bang against his chest as he felt like he was on cloud nine with you underneath him like that.

“i’m glad it was with you pretty.” he pushed, looking into your fucked out eyes with sincerity. “and i hope it stays that way. just my dick.”

you laughed loudly, your hand quickly coming up to cover your mouth as he giggled.

you pecked his nose sweetly and readjusted your hips, your cum covered pussy brushing against his cock again, the blood immediately rushing back to it faster than a speeding fucking bullet.

he traced a loving finger across your bottom lip delicately, a little grin on his face.

you quirked a brow. “what?”

“can we um—“ he quickly kissed you. “can we try doggy style right now?”

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[fastandcarlos]

The Littlest Surprise » Daniel Ricciardo

caption: hello im a new f1 content creator and would love some feedback if you enjoy my fics tysm 🩷

summary: you’ve not been seen at the paddock for a while and the fans are getting worried, little do they know the reason for your absence is about to make everyone’s dreams come true

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danielricciardo: always a pleasure to have the fam on my side, excited to show the little ones what uncle danny gets up to 🥺

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username1: is this yet another race y/n won’t be at this weekend??

username2: I cannot wait for the day that this man becomes a dad

username3: if y/n doesn’t hurry up and make him a dad…daniel i’m happy to offer my services 😊

maxverstappen1: how big is y/n/n now! she looks so grown up 🥺

danielricciardo: @/maxverstappen1 she’ll be 6 soon, where does the time go??

oscarpiastri: don’t forget your little adopted aussie nephew

landonorris: and your british nephew too!!

danielricciardo: @/oscarpiastri @/landonorris hey! i might be a bit older but not old enough to be your uncle thank you

username4: anyone else think something might be going on, daniel posting about his family without y/n there is strange

username5: @/username4 let’s not overthink this too much, y/n might just be busy

username4: @/username5 it’s been ages since we last saw her, you gotta admit it’s a bit sus

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danielricciardo: another great weekend of racing, nice feeling to be back on the podium…man how I missed hearing that champagne pop 🏎️

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charles_leclerc: congrats brother, nice to be up there with you once again

username6: y/n not distracting you anymore to stop you getting on the podium??

username7: @/username6 wtf? why would you suggest such a thing?

carlossainz55: always knew you’d be back up there one day, long may it continue!

yukitsunoda0511: you gotta give me some tips bro, those manoeuvres were lethal today 🔥

pierregasly: danny ric just doing danny ric things

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danielricciardo: hey team! just wanted to clear up some things after miami this weekend…me and y/n are absolutely fine, had some things going on that I promise we’ll explain soon ❤️❤️ for now tho, here’s an update on life recently ☁️✨

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ynusername: 🥺🥺🥺🥺

username8: I knew you guys would be okay, take as long as you need my two favourites!!

username9: a big screw you to those who doubted you…real fans love you guys

landonorris: I love you guys, here if you need anything brother ❤️

username10: hope whatever is going on clears up soon, we’re missing you guys around here🩷

lilymhe: tell y/n to gimme a call! ily guys ✨

visacashapprb: can’t wait to welcome y/n back into the paddock soon - see you for race week!

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ynusername: it’s been a long few months, but we finally feel ready to share with you our happy news. pregnancy has been tough, I’d love to say it has treated me well, but it hasn’t. I cannot thank daniel enough for being by my side and helping me out whenever I’ve needed him…baby spam incoming ⛅️🍼

ps. each of us chose a picture to share, guess who chose what 🙄

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danielricciardo: words cannot begin to describe how proud I am of how brave you’ve been, the worst of it is over now my love, the countdown to baby ricciardo starts now

danielricciardo: ps my photo is way cooler than yours is

landonorris: omg I can’t believe you guys didn’t tell me, uncle Lando reporting for duty!

carlossainz55: the biggest congratulations you two, you’re going to be the best parents

carmenmmundt: so glad to hear y/n is doing better, may the rest of your pregnancy be a dream ✨

lilymhe: the strongest girl I know - so excited to see you become a mum 😍

username11: all my manifesting has paid off, baby ricciardo will be the luckiest

oscarpiastri: AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE!!

estebanocon: my spidey senses were spot on, I knew a baby was on the way!

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ynusername: life lately 💫 exhausted but loving all the little things (including daniel 😂)

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username12: y/n looks like she’s living the dream, mum life suits her well 🥺

danielricciardo: im definitely not a “little thing” how else did we end up like this?

landonorris: @/danielricciardo excuse me sir you are about to have a child, sort your humour out

maxverstappen1: glad to see you’re feeling more like yourself again y/n, brunch on me soon!

ynusername: @/maxverstappen1 yes - let’s not tell daniel #gatecrasher

danielricciardo: @/ynusername you know your comments are public…right?

username13: anyone else wishing they could brunch with y/n too??

lance_stroll: sending all the good book recs your way!

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danielricciardo: babymooning 🍼 the smile says it all, so happy to have my girl back on her feet and feeling like herself again…making the last few memories just the two of us 🥺

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ynusername: thank you for the best couple of days and being my personal taxi driver

username14: look at his face - you can tell daniel is buzzing to be a dad

pierregasly: where was my invite?? I thought we were friends

carlossainz55: and mine!

georgerussell63: me too!

landonorris: looks like we were all forgotten!

visacashapprb: enjoy the break daniel! you and y/n absolutely deserve it 🏁🩷

username15: i speak for all your fans when i say keep the holiday photos coming pls

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danielricciardo: mum and dad 🔥🥺

tagged: ynusername

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landonorris: adopt me pls, im less problematic than a baby

danielricciardo: @/landonorris debatable

lewishamilton: so glad to see you both so happy, good luck with everything

charles_leclerc: wow!! y/n looks insane (suppose you look alright too daniel!)

ynusername: mum and dad?? i can definitely get used to hearing that 🤩

alex_albon: it’s not fair how adorable you two are, this kid is hella lucky!!

username16: pls keep the baby spam coming, you guys are the sweetest 🍼💫

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ynusername: the many faces of a man who has just remembered he’s just signed up for no sleep for the next 10 years 😂

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danielricciardo: after all I’ve done for you, this is how you repay me? you just wait my love 🫢

ynusername: @/danielricciardo this was too good of an opportunity to miss

carlossainz55: make the most of that middle photo whilst you can danny

georgerussell63: you have NO idea how much I just laughed at this y/n 😂😂😂

schecoperez: speaking from experience, you could not be more correct y/n #dannynosleep

username17: embarrassing dad before even becoming a dad 😬

oscarpiastri: call me for anymore embarrassing daniel pics 😂

danielricciardo: @/oscarpiastri no one asked for you to show up here

username18: I just want you to be my mum and dad instead 😭

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ynusername: can you believe this man is really about to become a father?? 🤦🏻‍♀️

32,694 comments

charles_leclerc: sometimes i really do wonder what you see in him y/n

landonorris: the biggest clown known to man, still the world’s biggest kid 😂😂

danielricciardo: is that really how you want to talk about the father of your child? I thought you were supposed to love me

ynusername: @/danielricciardo i do, ily very much 🥰

username17: not y/n releasing all the humiliating photos of daniel now they’re about to be parents

username18: y/n’s clearing the phone album for baby spam and giving us daniel spam in return

logansargeant: more to the point, this is the guy you chose as the father of your child??

lilymhe: the two of you are perfect for each other y/n ❤️

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danielricciardo: welcome to the world baby ricciardo 💕

after a lot of hardships and tricky times, y/n and i are beyond excited to share with you that our little one is here. everyone is safe, loved and doing well, my heart has never felt so full 🥺

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 ˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

[freeabortionslol]

Sassy Man Apocalypse (luke hughes x gf!reader)

summary: you and your bf luke finally have a night for yourselves after not seeing each other for two months, but your drunk friends decide to crash it

warnings! sassy luke (obvi), heated makeout, suggestive, mentions of alcohol, mentions of smoking, fluff, slightest bit of angst

a/n I feel like the makeout is so poorly written so pls ignore that. also I can just imagine luke being contributing to the sassy man apocalypse so I wanted to play off that. pls look up "himym robin Canucks" on yt so u understand what scene im talking abt. anyways happy reading!

wc: 2.5k

You and Luke were ready for a night in, just the two of you. He’d been in New Jersey for two weeks and you couldn’t handle missing him any longer. When he told you he was going to fly out to come visit you, you were nothing but ecstatic. Jumping up and down on the other line of the facetime as he laughed at you in joy. Now the two of you were lying on the couch watching How I Met Your Mother for the 6th time. It didn’t matter that you were sick of the show because all you could think of was the chest you were lying on. When Luke was away you missed him more than you cared to admit. The bed felt cold and empty without him by your side, but you were forever grateful that he was finally here. You were both cozied up on each other wearing hoodies and sweatpants. Your head lying on his chest while his hand gently stroked your back. Your arm was wrapped around his torso like he might leave if you were to let go. You started to feel your eyes close slightly at the comfort of the moment. Everything about it was perfect down to a T. Luke was watching the tv as he grabbed another handful of popcorn from the bowl on the coffee bowl. 

“Robin is so overdramatic. There’s no way the Canucks are THAT attractive.” He shook his head at the tv and you tilted your head to look up at him, stealing a kiss on his jawline.

“Well when a New Jersey Devil walked into my apartment this afternoon, my panties just about dropped so hard there was a hole in the floor halfway to China.” You smiled at him and he began to laugh slightly. Luke grabbed your chin and pulled you closer to him, so he could plant a kiss on your lips. It was soft and sweet at first, but deepened quickly. You pulled back for a moment, letting yourself get a couple of breaths in, but he quickly went back in. He firmly grabbed your waist, pulling you onto his lap to straddle. Your hand moved to the nape of his neck, running a finger through his hair. His tongue swiped your bottom lip, causing a slight moan to escape from the back of your throat. Luke took this as a signal to move his hands down to your ass, pulling you up closer to his groin. A groan escaped his lips when you moved your hips slightly against him. Your left hand moved further up his hair underneath his hood, while your right began to travel down to his chest. You tugged at his curls which caused him to move his hands back to your waist, flipping you over under him. With your legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer, he removed his lips from yours to begin placing a trail of wet kisses down your neck. You had one hand tangled in his hair, with the other clawing at his back for more attention. He wanted to tease you, make you want it more than you already did. His hand started to make its way up your shirt when he found the sweet spot on your neck. A very soft “Luke” leaving your lips as he began teething at your skin, letting his hand trail up to your breast. You gave him a noise that he knew was only reserved for him as you grew hungry for his touch. Just as the moment was growing more intense by the second, you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. You decided to ignore it, and Luke started slowly pulling your sweatshirt off. You were both entranced in each other as you felt him pulling up the cloth on your bare skin, until you felt your phone buzz about ten more times. As much as you wanted to let him keep going you let out a quiet “Stop.” Luke’s lips leaving your neck in an instant as he buried his head into your shoulder in defeat.

“What is it?” He groaned out clearly frustrated. You pulled your phone out of your front pocket, to see ten new messages from your best friends Amelia and Maddy. 

Mads: dronk dronk dronk need ride and warm bed

Meels: lorst my shnoes feet hurrrtttttt

Mads: pleeeeeaaassseeeee we are downtown and no money for uber 

You pointed the phone towards Luke to show him the several messages you’d been sent. He scoffed at the sight, and buried his face further into your neck.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” He whined and let out a frustrated groan. A part of you wanted to ignore the messages and let him dive into you, but you knew if you were drunk in the city at one in the morning with nowhere to stay, you’d be scared. Without having to ask, Luke got off you and stood up holding his hand out for you to take. 

“Baby, I can go alone if you want. I’ll just find them a shitty hotel or something.” You said with a tone of sympathy as you let him pull you off the couch. You gave him puppy eyes hinting at the fact that you did not want to go alone.

“You think I'd let you go out in the city at night alone? You’re crazy.” He gave you a smirk and held his grip to your hand as he walked to the front door, grabbing your car keys on the way out. 

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The drive to downtown only took about seven minutes. Luke was settled in the driver's seat with his hood up. One hand gripping the steering wheel, and the other rested in yours on the center console. He pulled into a street parking spot to wait for the two girls. You sent them a message letting them know you were there. The car was quiet for the most part, the soft sounds of Lord Huron playing from the radio, but that all changed when the backseat door opened. Amelia and Maddy were laughing relentlessly about something stupid probably. The car quickly filled with the stench of cigarette smoke and tequila. Luke gave me a glance that said “Save me” and I returned an apologetic smile.

“LUUKKEEEE I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE COMING!” Amelia screamed in a way that echoed throughout the car.

“Can you please use your inside voice? You’re making my ears bleed.” Luke stared only out the front windshield, earning a loud laugh from Amelia in the backseat. He tightened the grip on the steering wheel, slowly rubbing circles on your hand as he pulled out of the parking spot. You turned around to face the drunk girls while they recapped their night which was filled with sugary shots and random makeouts with nameless men. Luke drove in silence while you giggled with the girls. You laughed at how drunk they managed to get in the span of two hours, but Luke was clearly not amused. 

“Luke, I'm hungry. Can we stop at Taco Bell?” Maddy slurred through her sentence, letting her tongue out of her mouth for a slight dry heave.

“No. We have food at the apartment.” His speech flattened, clearly annoyed.

“But I haven’t eaten all day and I want a crunch wrap.” She whined as she kicked her feet against his seat, which earned you a death stare from Luke. You only shrugged at him.

“I’m not responsible for your eating habits, Madeleine.” Maddy let out a frustrated grown, slouching back into her seat. 

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Getting the girls into a house was more of a challenge than the two of you expected it to be. Maddy marched in perfectly, but Amelia was so stubborn and felt that her seat in the car was more comfortable than wherever you intended to move her. Luke slung his arm around her waist, letting her fall limp onto him, while you placed a hand on her back worrying that she’d manage to fall over. When the four of you entered the apartment, Luke immediately let go of Amelia, already annoyed by her presence. The two girls ran to the kitchen with you and Luke following close behind. Maddy found herself settled on the countertop while Amelia began to rummage through the cabinets. Luke sat on a barstool at the kitchen island and you claimed the spot standing next to him. He pulled out his phone and opened instagram, trying to distract himself from the loud girls, screaming in his girlfriend’s kitchen. You placed a hand on his back, slowly rubbing circles around the fabric of his hoodie. Luke tilted his glance from his phone to see Amelia pulling his favorite bag of chips out of the cabinet.

“No. Those are mine.” He gave her a stare that could kill. She turned around slamming the bag of chips on the counter, giving him a disgusted look.

“So, you say there’s food at the house, but we can’t eat it.” A slight sassy tone to her voice. Luke nodded his head with eyes widened, as he bit on his bottom lip. Amelia rolled her eyes and placed “his” bag of chips back into the cabinet. You gave him a slight nudge to which he looked over to. You gave him a look that sent him the memo “don’t be a dick” and he heard it loud and clear. Luke sighed and put his hands over his face.

“Why don’t we just order a pizza?” He muffled through his hands. The two girls started cheering, jumping up and down. You smiled at him before running to your bedroom to get your laptop. When you returned, Luke held out his hands signaling you to give it to him. He placed the laptop on the counter and started typing into the search engine. You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his shoulder while looking at the laptop screen. You could smell his cologne coming off his neck, and in all honesty it made you wish your friends never called. 

“Luke, what's your venmo?” Maddy asked from the counter, earning a big grin from luke.

“I got it.” He said as he smiled and nodded his head like he was the hero that saved everyone. Amelia clapped her hands in joy, as you planted a kiss on his cheek whispering “Love you Lukey.” into his ear which made him blush profusely. 

“We got that NHL card paying for our food tonight.” Maddy shouted, holding her hand out to Amelia for a high five. Luke responded with a triumphant fist to the air. You could tell that even though he wanted it to just be the two of you, a part of him was having fun with your friends. When Luke closed the laptop after ordering the pizza, you sat down at the stool next to him. You grabbed his hand and began tracing over his fingers with your thumb. The scent of liquor and cigarettes had been replaced by your pumpkin spice candle that was centered on the island as the night began to quiet down.

“Hey Luke, are there any hot guys on your team?” Amelia asked, raising her eyebrows at him.

“Uh I guess some of them are good looking.” He said, not looking up from his phone.

“Can you set me up with one of them?” She gave a mischievous smile at Luke whose eyes were still glued to the instagram reel he was watching.

“No.” He deadpanned.

“What? Whyyyy?” Amelia groaned and let her shoulders slump.

“Because I would never want to put them through that.” Amelia’s mouth gaped wide open as you and Maddy giggled at Luke's comment. You could see a slight smile creeping up on Luke’s face which relieved you, knowing that he wasn’t entirely miserable.

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After about twenty minutes, the pizza had arrived and the four of you were now in the kitchen snacking on the greasy food Luke and graciously paid for. The four of you were casually throwing jokes around, most of Luke’s being at Amelia’s expense. He thought it fit best knowing that she had come in and ruined your perfect night in. Maddy was still sitting on the counter with a plate under her slice. She tried to eat without one, but Luke made sure that no pizza sauce was going to get on the linoleum you had moped earlier that day. When Luke finished his slice, his hand made its way to your thigh, painting figures with his thumb. You decided since everyone was finishing up with their food, and it was almost three in the morning, it was time to discuss sleeping arrangements. You told the girls that they would either have to share the love seat in the living room, or make a palette on the floor.

“What? Are you kidding? We both can’t fit on that couch, and there’s no way you’re gonna make us sleep on the hardwood floor.” Maddy whined from her spot on the counter.

“Yeah, we thought we were gonna sleep on the floor in your room, or we’re you guys gonna fuck?” Amelia finished the bite of her pizza crust as she spoke, and Luke returned a deadpan stare.

“Well we were planning on it.” She groaned at Luke’s response and you gave him a playful smack to the shoulder. “But I guess anything fucking goes with the two of you.” Luke crossed his arms in frustration. The girls grew smiles as you leaned your head into Luke’s shoulder, giving his arm a squeeze. 

You and Luke made your way to the hallway closets rummaging for blankets and pillows for the girls, and threw them into the room. Luke insisted they had to set it up themselves since he’d already done enough for them tonight. The girls shuffled into the room already on the floor setting up their palette, and you made yourself comfortable in the bed. You flopped onto Luke, resting your head into the crook of his neck while your arms wrapped around him. He grabbed the remote and turned How I Met Your Mother on the bedroom tv. The same episode you had been watching earlier. As the show began to play in the background, you planted a kiss on his neck and whispered a “Thank you.”

“If this is how I get to end my night, I will take care of your drunk friends all the time.” You gave him a smile and he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. You let yourself fall into a deep slumber as Luke stroked his hand up and down your arm. The quiet noise of the tv playing in the background, and the subtle laughs of your best friend’s from the floor, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“I get it. When I see Luke’s brother, my panties drop harder than that.” Maddy let out during the same scene you and Luke had watched earlier.

“Shut the fuck up. Go to sleep.” Luke said as his eyes started to flutter shut, at the feel of your breath on his neck soothing him to sleep.

[yanderefarm]

I need us pretending/threatening Emil with a divorce even after saying we wouldn’t 🙏🙏

this is a part 2 to this story

in your villain arc fr. i know if emil knew how you were manipulating him and playing him like a puppet he wouldn't even be mad he'd be like "thats hot wtf"

cw;; drugging, cheating, non-con (implied), abuse, manipulation

oh your poor husband, he's so pathetic and easy to break.

after your brutal breaking of his body with the cheating scandal you had been oh so generous to help him rebuild his all his lost favour. his ever loving husband who loved him past his worst flaws gave him a better reputation just by staying by his side. all he had to do was give into you, take you places, stop holding you at arms length like he was afraid of you running away and getting close to him at the same time. really all you wanted was more of his love and if that meant you had to break him down to nothing then you guess that's what you would do.

you walked into his office to find him surrounded by people, a familiar sight since his last scandal. you pushed past them to his desk, watching emil flinch away from your presence. you didn't need to yell and get angry this time, you knew exactly how to break him.

"i want a divorce."

you placed the newspaper on the desk to punctuate your sentence, the headline was a young noble woman's testimony of how the king had cornered her at the last royal banquet. another lie you had paid a pretty penny to get out there. you knew emil's head had been fuzzy since the last scandal, all it took was hiring a woman from a family desperate for money to force herself on him and then lie about it. he didn't even remember the night, he couldn't argue with you about it.

you heard his pathetic sob. that sound he would never usually make in front of anyone else. you turned back to see him still surrounded by his advisors and other noblemen but among their shocked faces you could see your husband had tears in his eyes.

"out." you ordered and they very quickly filed out leaving you two in a familiar position.

you walked back to the desk and stared down at him. your husband, already a broken and confused mess, hung his head like a kicked puppy dog so you couldn't see his eyes you could only hear him crying. you let out a heavy sigh.

"what am I supposed to do, emil? you clearly don't love me."

"that's not-"

"how many more women do i have to find out about before you admit it?"

"i don't remember that night... i don't think- i-"

a silence formed between you both only interrupted by his crying.

"i remember that night. i remember you left the party early to get some fresh air and you didn't come back."

he was shaking.

"..... if you had just talked to me we could have come to an agreement about concubines. if you didn't want to be with a man all you had to do was tell me. you don't have to keep humiliating me publicly and then lying about it."

"im not ly-"

you slammed your hands on the table making him flinch.

"you are. you're lying to me. you slept with the maid and then you lied about it and i forgave you. i forgave you because i thought you would learn your lesson."

"please... please punish me again please anything else... kill me, torture me, hate me, anything but leaving me..." he finally looked at you and you could see his pink eyes were cloudy and confused as tears dripped down his face.

".... that's pathetic emil. you want me to beat you but..." you forced your own tears along with your voice cracking. "you can't even say you love me."

emil tried to stand up, stumbling against the desk as his legs wobbled underneath him.

"don't leave me. please." his hand weakly grabbed your wrist

"do you love me?"

"yes."

"how am i supposed to trust that? how am i supposed to trust you? can you even say it? can you tell me you love me?"

"i...i...."

you ripped your hand away from him making him stumble again.

"I'm going to get the divorce papers ready. you're going to sign them."

you turned on your heel and left your husband sobbing in his office.

your plan to make the great emil landorr your mindbroken bitch was going along perfectly. it was going to be harder to drug him when you moved into the queen's palace but you were confident that the separation would drive him just as crazy.

[divinesolas]

Undeniable Desire

c.w season two spoilers; characters (addam and nettles), mention of dragonseeds (nothing more), loss of virginity (jacaerys) non virgin reader, smut, fingering (fem), oral (fem), p in v, clothed sex ?, possessive jacaerys, not proofread

summary: You are dragonseed and have become good friends with the prince. You think nothing of it and not expecting your desires to lead to anything but when you speak of what you think of your future his truer colors show.

w.c: 1.8k

a.n: anybody else cant stop thinking about bridgerton LMAO, i need to rewatch soon, anyways i hope you all enjoy :3 promise im getting around to requests i just needed to push out this idea 🥰 LOVE YOU GUYS

You finally manage to shake off addam and his drunken rampage with a laugh telling him off. “come on you cant leave yet.” “I am going to bed you fool leave me be.” You knock him upside the head and he groans giving you the opportunity to walk away and turn back to the rest of them with a wave. Chimes of goodnights and sleep well are what your met with and you walk away, feeling eyes burning into you you turn back once more and see him staring at you with an unknown look on his face, taking a drink out of his chalice ignoring alyn next to him who was talking his ear off, not even sparing him a glance as he continues to stare at you.

You turn around attempting to ignore how your stomach burns and your face heats at the thought of him. Jacaerys Velaryon. You just like the rest of your ‘dragonseed’ friends have grown close to jacaerys during your time together. Yet you can’t help but feel their was something different about the way he looked at you and even other people can’t help but notice it either.

‘He is definitely wants to fuck you.’ ‘Nettles!’ The girl next to you laughs before chugging down her wine. ‘Do not say such things.’ Addam walks over and drops down to the spot next to you, ‘what are you two talking about?’ ‘The prince.’ ‘ah and how he wants to shag miss oblivious right here.’ ‘did you guys plan this?!’ You in your frustration rip the cup out of addams hands and chug it. ‘its not our fault he makes it so painfully obvious and you are so painfully oblivious to it.’ You shake your head and keep your gaze at the campfire in front of you. ‘It is not true.’ you don’t see the way the pair look at each other and instead start picking at the grass near you.

Even if it was true it wouldn’t matter, you certainly had no intention of sleeping with him. He was betrothed and he certainly did not seem like the type of man to lay around with any women he saw fit. He was the crowned prince for gods sake the heir to the queen and you were in the middle of a damn succession war feelings be damned and you were certain your friends were just playing jokes on you and he certainly just saw you as a friend.

You think nothing of it as you are getting ready to go to bed, just having put on your night gown after your bath, when the flap of your tent opens and you turn to it alarmed and let out a sigh of relief when you see him. “I am sorry i did not mean to disturb you.” “It is no issue my prince, Do you need something?”

You turn back to the mirror and fiddle around with your hair, eyeing the prince through the mirror. He just stares at you for a moment and takes a drink from his cup, you gulp and look away from him, pushing down your own desires attempting to stop your imagination from running wild. What if he just walked over to you and pushing you against the mirror, ripping off your dress and having his way with you, maybe he would drop to his knees and wrap his lips around your pearl, only letting go until you were withering and begging him to stop.

You shake your head and “Would it be selfish of me to admit i missed you? i feel as though we did not talk much today?” You smile lightly at his words and curse yourself for thinking such terrible things. Of course he simply just wished to see you, as he had been busy with his duties all day, only getting to see you all at the end of they day only for you to leave before getting to say a single word to him.

“You honor me my prince with your time.” He shakes his head with a laugh taking another sip, “i would give you anything in the world.” You flush and look down, fiddling with your dress too embarrassed to move from your place in front of the mirror. Hes just being dramatic you think, he does not mean what he says, especially since he seems to be drinking. “You are too kind my prince.” “Call me Jace i beg of you.” “Would you truly beg me?” “I would get on my knees at your feet and do whatever you asked.” Your knees shake as you press your thighs together, the heat between you legs almost unbearable, a part of you wants to shoo him away so you can put your hand between your legs and take care of yourself or find some poor soul in the camp to relieve yourself with. You don’t, you cannot simply ask him to leave for such selfish reasons, especially since you know deep deep down that if you sought out somebody else you would only be thinking about him.

He seems to realize you don’t plan on saying anything so he begins to speak. “You know they were all talking about something.” You give him an interested look in the mirror and he takes another sip, “About what they were planning on doing after this fight is over. Do you have any thoughts? About what you plan to do?” You look up in thought, “I haven't given it much thought if im being honest.” He hums but says nothing. “Maybe i go off to the reach, it sounds very lovely.” “You would not stay in the keep?” You laugh at his idea and shake your head, “Why would i stay there? What would you miss me?” He says nothing and you don't look at him, instead continue talking, lost in your own imagination. “I would probably travel around for a bit, then find some lord to marry he fuck some babies into me and then i live the rest of my life-” You gasp as your suddenly pushed against the mirror being completely trapped by him, you hadn’t even registered the cup being thrown to the ground.

“My prince?” He flips you around suddenly and your eye to eye with him. His hands grip your waist and pull you directly against him. “You will not leave.” “I don't understand-” “You are not going anywhere you will stay by my side.” He has an animalistic look about him, like he's about to eat you whole, completely bewildered by the idea of you leaving. “I have no place in the keep.” “Your place is by my side.” His words have such a finality and certainty about them as if he's giving you no reason to argue with him. “You are to be married, This is highly inappropriate.” Your words are pushed out like puffs of air as his hands have moved up to your chest, rubbing your nipples through the fabric, you can feel him hardening between your legs. “I shall take you as a my second wife, no one will argue i will be king.” “You are being absurd.” “Do you desire me?”

You pull him into a heated kiss. He quickly reciprocates, his hands moving from your waist to under your night gown and he lets out a delighted hum at the liquid on your thighs. ‘Are you bare?” “I was planning on sleeping.” He moans lightly before he pauses before actually touching, “Do you want this?” you nod feverishly, “Please touch me please.” wasting no more time he runs his fingers along your folds, “This is for me right? and no some stupid pompous lord in the reach.” “yes yes.” You answer him but he doesn't seem to be listening, mumbling to himself in anger. “I hate the lords in the reach, always with each other heads in their asses no way you will marry any of them, let them put a baby in you.” He sticks two fingers inside you, “I wouldn’t i wouldn’t only you.” The pit in your lower stomach grows as you watch in shock him drop to his knees in front of you, his body being lost to your gown as he begins to lick and suck at your clit, his fingers moving quicker to pump in and out of you.

You cannot speak so much of his name. Using one of your hands to cover your mouth to not draw attention to yourself, the other plays with one of your tits, sliding it under your dress. He does not let up, even has you orgasm once then twice, only releasing you after the third time and you fall back, leaning against the mirror with wobbly legs as he keeps a tight grip on you holding you up as he stands. You can see the shine of your own essence on his lips and jaw, you swear you can even see some of it dripping down his neck into his collarbone.

He simply stands there and watches you fiddle around with his pants to free him for a few moments as he licks his lips. “You do not know how often i have thought about this.” You look up at him and give him a smile, “You think of me?” “Every minute of everyday, my waking thoughts and my dreams are only filled with you.”

Before you know it he is pushing into you with a hiss and you chuckle with a delighted moan at his closed eyes and clenched teeth. “First time?” “I may not have been your first but i will be your last.” Giving himself a second to get used to your pulsing warm walls that seem to be sucking him in every second he begins to move. Hes a little sloppy, clearly unsure and if anything a little unconfident about what he’s supposed to do. You place your head on his neck, making sure your lips are right next to his ear and you begin to move your hips to meet his, moaning in his ear only for him to hear.

He gains confidence after a few moments and soon enough you have no longer and need to meet him as he begins to pound into you diligently. Your fingers dig into the fabric of his tunic as the pit in your stomach grows once more. “please tell me your close.” You’re shocked he’s even managed to last this long but nod and he groans in delight. “Please peak please together.”

The mirror behind you is completely covered with a foggy mist just as your eyes are when you finally release. You pray as you catch your breath that you two were quiet enough because you would rather be dead than me made fun of by your friends for finally fucking the prince. But as you feel his seed running out your lips and down your thigh you decide maybe it was worth it.

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perm jacaerys taglist <3

@tyronesien @itsbookworm987 @cruelworldlana @smurfelle @ireneispunk @hxtd @venmondiese

[sapphic-kpop-fics]

Toxic (Im Nayeon x Reader)

Model!Nayeon x Actor!Reader

Angst, smut

“I know I should stay away from you, but I can’t.” “We both know you’ll be back for more.”

“Stop looking at me.” “I can’t. And I don’t think you want me to either.”

“They don’t make me feel the way you do.”

Baby girl Nayeon would never i know but when the inspiration flows it flows

It was a Saturday night and of course as an actor you had an event to go to, so here you were at your shared house with your best friend Jihyo,who’s helping you get ready.

“You know, Nayeon is going to be there.” Your dark haired friend breaks the silence as she’s helping you with some make up.

“I know.”

Jihyo takes a step back to look you in the eyes before scoffing

“Don’t even think about it.”

“What?”

“Do not talk to her. Do not even look at her. And definitely do not go back to her room after.”

“But-“

“No. She ruined you last time. And the time before. And the ten other times before that.”

“She’s not-“

“What? She’s not that bad?”

You are silenced at how predictable your words had become every time you talked about the girl in question.

“Y/n I love you so much but please for your sake and mine, stay away from her.”

“Fine.”

Jihyo doesn’t seem convinced but leaves it alone nonetheless, finishing your make up and allowing you to look in the mirror. A honk outside pulls you from your thoughts, your ride was here.

The drive to the event was definitely way too long and gave you too much time to think about Nayeon, and how bad you missed her but also all of things she’d done to hurt you. The beginning of the event was easy, random small talk with the others there. Nayeon was no where to be seen for a while but later in the night it was like all of the air got sucked out of the building and you knew she had arrived. You could feel her all around you, her presence was suffocating and magnetic all the same. You didn’t have to look up from your glass at the bar to know that she was behind you walking towards you like a predator stalking it’s prey, before she reached you some actor stops her and is obviously flirting with her, you admit it made you jealous even if she wasn’t your girlfriend anymore your shoulders tense and you’re not sure if it’s from the jealousy or the impending doom of knowing she’s going to come over to you. Nayeon knew you were in earshot and she was using it to her advantage, openly flirting and even agreeing to seeing the man sometime in the future. The man walks away, too happy for a man in your opinion, and the sent of your exes floral scented perfume fills your sense, it’s intoxicating in more ways then one, like you’ll suffocate off it but you also need it to live. She sits in the stool next to you, asking the bartender for a drink and also for another one of whatever is in your mostly empty glass before turning to you with a smile.

“Hi.” Is all she says, it’s flirty and low.

“I don’t want to speak to you.” You answer, though your tone is not convincing. You end your sentence by finishing your drink and finally looking at her. Of course she looks stunning, her brown hair pulled up into a bun and a short black dress clinging to her skin, riding up her thighs as she sat with her legs crossed.

“Really? Because I think you do.” Her smile turns into a smirk as she notices your gaze lingering on her nearly bare thighs.

“Why don’t you go talk to that guy?” You try to say it quietly enough so she won’t hear but of course she selectively has super hearing.

“Hm, jealous? We’re not even together anymore baby.” You close your eyes at the nickname, your heart fluttering a bit.

“I’m not jealous. And don’t call me that.”

“Then why are you so upset?”

“Because you’re here.”

“I don’t think that’s true.”

You don’t answer her, you just focus on the drink in front of you, praying that someone will come up and save you from this interaction as you couldn’t bring yourself to leave her orbit. You could feel her eyes burning holes into you as she waited for you to talk to her, if Nayeon was anything when it came to you it was persistent.

“You’re so pretty, you know” She whispers as she gets closer to your ear.

“Stop looking at me.”

“I can’t. And I don’t think you want me to either.”

You wouldn’t admit it but it was true. It was apparent by her hand that goes to your knee and the way she looks at you as whispers in your ear that she has a plan, and it involved getting you to come home with her. You knew her games, and it was the same every time. You’d break up, then weeks or months later you’d find each other at an event and get tipsy and end up getting a ride to whoever’s hotel or house is closer, and when you’d wake up on the morning either she would pull you in closer as you slept and it led to getting back “together” for a few weeks, or as it usually would end she’d try to kick you out as soon as you’re awake causing a fight where you storm out and promise to never speak to each other again. The latter had happened about four months ago both of you being too stubborn to interact with the other first unless it was an event, this was the longest you’d gone without seeing her since you met and now here she was acting as if you just saw her yesterday.

Maybe it was the alcohol or you simply were just too in love with the girl but her actions worked, your resolve is basically nonexistent so when she asks the next question you don’t hesitate to stand up taking her hand from your knee and pulling her through the room to the door to the curb where you find your manager waiting for you in a car and when seeing Nayeon with you he sighs, knowing to take you to her house instead of yours. You pull the girl into the back seat, there was a divider between the front and back seats and tinted windows, which lets you push your lips on hers freely as she sits near the window. You feel her lips turn into a smirk, knowing her effect on you.

“I missed you.” Nayeon mumbles into your mouth, not bothering to disconnect your lips.

The drive is fairly short but filled with the breathy sounds you’re both making as you make out. You only disconnect when the car stops in Nayeon’s driveway, now it’s her turn to grab your hand and drag you away into her house, she fumbles with her keys and bit as she unlocks her door. She kisses you as she closes the door, backing herself up against it and pulling you flush against her, instinctively her legs part allowing for your thigh to fit between them, a soft gasp leaving the girls lips which allows for you to push your tongue past her lips and tangling it with her own.

“Take me to bed.” Her tone both pleading but demanding, she looks up at you through her eyelashes and hooded lids. Without a second thought you comply, lifting her by her thighs so she wraps her legs and arms around you, face going into your neck as she yelps at the suddenness, you could feel her smile against your skin.

You rush up the stairs to her bedroom on the second floor, sitting her on the bed. She sits up sitting on the edge of the bed, hands holding her up behind her as she looks to you, face flushed and pupils blown. You kneel in front of her in the ground, her legs spreading to fit you in between like they had a mind of their own, giving you a view of her lacy black underwear which were noticeably damp. Her dress now sat almost at her hips, riding up everytime she moved. Your hands move to her feet where she was still wearing her high heels, you remove them and put them off to the side carefully setting them down as they looked expensive. Lifting her legs to rest on your shoulders you kiss from her knees to her thighs, leaving little marks as you moved. The brunette squired underneath every touch, her hand got tangled into your hair trying to pull your head so your lips would meet where she needed your touch. You let her control your head but instead of giving in you leave tiny barely there kisses on the fabric, you can feel her wetness as you do so. Nayeon pulls the bottom of her dress up so it’s bunched around her waist, exposing her from the waist down.

“Please, baby.” She whines. “It’s been so long.”

“You’re telling me you didn’t fuck anyone in four months?” You tease from below her, you knew the answer I mean she couldn’t help fucking other people even when you were together.

“They don’t make me feel the way you do” and she’s telling the truth, they didn’t, no one did.

You don’t answer, opting to pull her panties down to throwing them across the room, hands gripping her thighs as you lean forward to finally taste her. Both of you moan at the contact, yearning built over the past 4 months of mutual silence.

“Fuck baby.” Her teeth pulling her lip between them, biting down hard enough to almost draw blood at the feeling of your tongue drawing circles around her clit. You can feel her hand tighten in your hair. Nayeon was never shy in bed, sure she enjoyed letting you take control sometimes but she was incredibly vocal whether is praises and dirty talk or stuttered words and loud moans that you swear could be heard in the next city over.

After only a few minutes you felt Nayeon’s thighs start to shake and tighten around your head, moans getting louder and more high pitched. It was quick you thought, Nayeon was never one to last only a few minutes.

“Close already? Miss me that much?” You ask teasingly.

“I- yes, fuck I missed you so bad.” Moans interrupt her every couple words, “missed that tongue.” Her eye roll back as she reaches her climax. The moans turn into whimpers as you help her ride out the high. Moving up to her face and kissing her you guide her to the center of the bed to lay down as you take your place between her thighs again. And you stayed like that for at least an hour, taking turns pleasing each other until you both collapse into the bed from the exhaustion.

Checking your phone as you settle into Nayeons expensive mattress you see some missed calls and texts, all from your best friend and roommate. Shit.

hyo 🫦

3 missed calls

hyo 🫦

Where are you?

You said you were coming home after the event .

I swear to god if you’re in Nayeon’s bed right now.

You

Went out to an after party, staying at a friends.

hyo🫦

Friend?

“I have to go.” You break the silence, your friends text reminding you that this was wrong and you shouldn’t be here, you feel guilt take over your body as you start to get up, ignoring Nayeon’s stare.

“What? Why?” She asks, seemingly hurt at your quickness to leave.

“I just- i have something to do”

“Y/n, It’s 1am, stay here.”

“No, I shouldn’t even be here.”

You could see some hurt flash in her eyes, it almost makes you feel more guilty than sleeping with her did, but she hurt you many times before so why should you care? ….right?

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’re toxic Nayeon. It’s exhausting You’re exhausting.”

“Oh.” It was the quietest you’d ever heard her. She still sat on her bed, her eyes glued to her hands that were fiddling with each other. In all your years knowing the girl you’d never seen her so small, granted you had never even thought about being insulting her or being blunt to her about how you perceive her treatment of you.

“I know I should stay away from you, but I can’t.” You continue, ignoring her slightly glossy eyes that finally meet yours as you get dressed, “or I couldn’t. But it’s different this time.” You couldn’t tell if you were telling her or yourself.

Suddenly, Nayeon’s eyes switch from sadness to anger, something you had seen before.

“You’ve said that before.” She starts, “and guess what? You ended up right here every time, in MY bed, fucking ME.”

“I-“

“You know what? You’re exhausting, honestly. So fucking pathetic I mean look at you.” Her voice is venomous and sharp. Her hand gestures to your face, where tears had started to form at the tone she was using. “You come crawling back every single fucking time and you expect me to believe that anything will change”, she laughs mockingly, “At the end of the day we both know you’ll be back for more.”

You knew she was right. She always was. Sure you may not text her but you both know as soon as you see her in person you can’t resist.

“Shut up.” It’s weak, and quiet. And made even more pathetic when you wipe your tears as you say it.

“What was that?” She mocks

“Fuck you Nayeon.” Finally finding your voice as you walk to her door and open it, rushing down the stairs.

Nayeon doesn’t bother following you, she knows you don’t have a ride home, that you told your manager not to come back until tomorrow and that he should turn off his phone for the night but she didn’t care, you could walk and she’d be satisfied right now.

You on the other hand, did not want to walk in the middle of Seoul to your house but you also refused to go back inside as Nayeon had been waiting for you to do from her bedroom window. So you opted to call Jihyo, which could’ve been a mistake but you didn’t care at this point. She answers quickly, seemingly waiting for you to call or text again.

“I’m sorry.” Is all you say when she answers, “I’m at Nayeon’s”

“I know.” Jihyos disappointed voice makes your heart ache a bit, “I’m leaving now.” Is all she says before hanging up, leaving you to sit on Nayeon’s front step to wait.

It doesn’t take too long, but you can feel Nayeon looking at you every so often from her window, you knew she was hoping you’d knock on the door or at least look at her but you didn’t, not wanting to give her the satisfaction. When Jihyo arrives she gets of the car, looking up to Nayeon and giving a stare that could’ve killed her before looking at you.

“Come on. You’ll be okay” she assures as she walks you to the passenger seat.

The drive home is silent, a mix of worry and disappointment wafting off of Jihyo as she gripped the steering wheel.

The next few weeks were filled with text messages from Nayeon, asking to see you and apologizing saying she’ll be better finally. But then there was silence. Would it stay was the question.

[yummymitzy]

Would you have the heart?

Summary: Reader is a villain and just finished up the last of her mission. As she was cleaning up her mess, she hears something nearby. But she doesn’t expect it to be a gorgeous redhead to be the origin of the sound.

Warnings- Slight violence with knife (Not much!!), G!P Reader, i think thats it? 18+ MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 1915

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Here you were, disposing of another body in a very trashy dumpster down to very end of the alleyway. Honestly if it were under different circumstances, you would have killed this man in the river, but he just wouldn’t shut up.

Finally closing the lid of the dumpster, you shrug off your leather jacket, it was practically drenched in blood. But you pause, hearing a noise in the distance ahead of you, like a squeaking of a shoe? It was clear that the individual was trying to stay quiet.

Grabbing your knife you hold it up, ready to pounce but still lowered down incase it wasn’t a threat. Keeping your back to one of the walls of the alleyway, you peer around the corner, seeing a bright red flash. 

In a flash, you grab their collar and take them into the dark alley. Shoving them against the wall where only little moonlight shone. Soon making you realize that the person you shoved had been a woman, a gorgeous one with straight bright red hair and beaming green eyes. 

What the fuck? Why are you acting like that? Weird. You tighten your grip on her shoulders and neck, waiting for her to speak. 

“I saw what you did to that man.”

“Don’t know what you want me to do about it, make you unsee it? He deserved it.”

“He could have had a family.”

“He was planning to kill them anyways, might as well save them from the betrayal.”

You loosen your grip upon her, now realizing that she cant do much as save him if the man is already dead. But your hands still hover along her shoulders and neck.

She seems to be analyzing you, you noticed her eyebrows furrow deeper and deeper as she hears your quick answers. You couldn’t help it, it was all true, the man has been going for your head for years, but turned his attention to his family once you gone off the radar.

“Don’t think I’ll let you go, Red. I just so happen to know that you’re going to snitch to whoever you work for, make a new enemy of me.”

“How’d you know that.” Her gaze seems to falter just for a split second, enough for you to catch.  Before her facade is brung back up, higher than before.

“You know there is always two different types of heros.” You trail the hand on her neck to trace her jaw as you spoke. “Ones that always make it on the cover of the magazine, praised for all their glory as they defeat the “biggest” of all enemies.”

Unbeknownst to her, you bring your other hand away from her shoulder to bring the tip of the knife to point at her neck. “Or the hero’s that stay under the radar, staying out of the public eye. Not letting anybody know who they actually are… And you just so happen to be the one on the magazines, Romanoff.”

You honestly wonder why she hasn’t attacked you yet for figuring her out. You wonder whats her next move as your eyes scan her face, your eyebrows furrowed.

“Im here to take you in. We could give you better chances, opportunities, if you’d just come with me, Y/n.” Natasha sighed, seeming desperate? Which made you raise an eyebrow.

“Take ME in? You and your little boy band must have a shit ton of death wishes huh?” You laugh, your wings spreading out slightly behind you. Making Natasha wonder how she never noticed them with how large they were.

“Maybe, but it really all just depends if it’s worth the risk.” 

“The risk you’re talking about is way bigger than your boyband could handle, I’m a threat, anybody could admit that. I can take this town out in a matter of seconds.” You hissed, moving your head closer to hers, your breath fanning over her overly pierced ear.

Natasha shudders at your gesture, unknowingly leaning into it. “But you wouldn’t have the heart to do it? You know you’re capable, but are you able to put your mind to it?” She’s confident, you could give her that, maybe way too confident..

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You don’t know exactly how or when this happened, or got in this position but you weren’t going to complain. Natasha Romanoff, Black Widow of the Avengers, has you against the wall now. 

The thing is, she wasn’t going to kill you, instead you find her on her knees, rubbing your throbbing member through your jeans. Shes teasing you. You didn’t have to think twice about that as she painfully unzips your jeans in a very slow matter.

“Fuck” You mutter, this was like torture. By the time Natasha got your cock free from its restraints, your cock practically sprung out throbbing, the tip a deep red with precum leaking from its slit. Natasha’s eyes widened a fraction, now realizing that your dick was bigger than she thought.

Brushing that thought aside, Natasha leaned forward and kitten licked your tip, humming at the taste of your tangy yet sweet precum. Before using the rest to help lube up your shaft as she pumps your dick, pulling a groan from you as you tilt your head back and resting it on the wall behind you.

Soon deciding that was enough, Natasha leaned forward again, wrapping her plump lips on your throbbing cock. She swirled her tongue along your tip, paying extra attention to your slit, as she started to deep throat you, running her tongue along the veins on the underside of your cock. 

You moan out into the air, your wings fluttering behind you on the wall as you take your hand and run it gently through her hair, tugging lightly which pulls a moan from Natasha’s throat.

Natasha soon enough has your whole shaft down her throat, but not without gagging. Her eyes well up a light shade of red as tears start to form, her head bopping up and down on your cock as your hand rests upon her head guiding her. 

“Goddamn Natasha, you’re way too good at this” You moaned once again, lifting your head as you shift your gaze back onto her. She keeps strong eye contact with you as she bops her head faster, her other hand reaching up to fondle with your balls as she brings you to your climax. 

You cried out, cum spurting out from your cock into the depths of her throat. Natasha stayed there for a moment, once she was assured that you were done, she pulled away from your cock, a string of saliva mixed with cum following.

She honestly looked beautiful, her lipstick slightly smudged, a light pink tint to her cheeks, her hair slightly messed up, her eyes dark with what seemed like lust. 

You instantly pull her up into a deep kiss, your lips moving together passionately as you cup her jaw with one hand and the other is reaching down to her hips. 

Pulling away from the kiss, you look at Natasha as if asking for consent while your hand rests on the waistband of her pants. She nods her head in response to which you start unbuttoning her pants, trying to slow your desperate moves.

Assisting you, Natasha kicked away the offending material and puts her hands on either side of your jaw, pulling you into a more desperate yet still passionate kiss. You pull her flush into your body by her hips, your grip tight.

You spin her around, making Natasha gasp into the kiss as her back makes contact with the wall. You pull away as your trail kissed down the side of her neck, leaving love bites on her collarbone above the collar of her shirt. 

Natasha moans as she loops one arm around your neck, gripping on one of your wings like they were a handle bar. As her other hand travels down where your bodies meet and grabs a hold of your cock, slowly stroking it.

Getting the message, you dip your hands under the material of her lace panties, feeling her drenched folds as you massage her clit. Soon enough, you tap her thigh with your left arm, a gesture for her to jump as you carry her.

You continue rubbing her clit as she rests her back against the rough brick wall. You spread your wings partially, curving them around your bodies. You could still see out but other individuals wont be able to distinguish your antics. 

“Hurry up… Fuck!” Natasha grunts it soon turning into a moan as you press down on her clit. Your lips meeting her neck again, kissing and sucking on it as you create more and more hickeys until there was no space. Pulling away, you rest your forehead on hers, panting heavily as your right hand reaches down to your cock to line yourself up.

“Hurry up? Beg” You laugh as you slammed your length into Natasha, causing a loud moan to rip out of her. “C’mon baby, beg.” As you slow your thrusts to a torturously slow pace.

“Fuck! Fuck… Forget it.” She cries out as she somehow creates an even tighter grip on your wings as she tries moving her hips against you, humping you until your grip on her hip tightens which effectively stops her.

“I know you have it in you baby, come on baby, beg for me.” You mumble against the juncture of her neck in a soft tone.

“Goddamnit…Please Y/n! I need you, please..” She practically whimpers, her nails digging into your wings proving how desperate she is. Her strong facade from earlier is long gone compared to her now.

Her words riled you up even more, making you fasten your pace, your hips meet hers more frequently. All you could hear was Natasha’s whimpers and moans and the sound of skin slapping , everything else just tuned out.

The sound of Natasha’s moans in your ear and her scratching up your wings and back turned you on even more. Resulting in you turning your hips and pounding into her wet pussy from a different angle. Her moans and cries got louder by the second, and you could tell she was getting close too.

Sucking one nipple in your mouth, you nibble and suck on it as you bring one of your hands down between your colliding bodies. You rub her clit frantically as you continue rutting her into the wall, your thrusts getting more sloppy. 

“Fuckk.. Babyyy. Im gonna cum” You moaned in Natasha’s ear, your hot breath fanning over her ear and neck.

“ Y/n!! Please! Please” Natasha begs as you pound into her, her hands roaming and scratching anywhere she could reach, arms, back, wings, waist.

“Fuck!! Cum baby, cum!” You grunted as Natasha came first, her walls pulling you more in making it hard for you to move. Triggering your orgasm as you felt her walls tighten around your shaft, your mixed juices gushing together as some fell out of her cunt. Your wings fluttering in pleasure behind you as you keep your cock in Natasha to keep juices from spilling as you both pant to catch your breaths.

You rest your head in the crook of her neck as you still try to catch your breath, leaving tiny kisses on her collarbone and shoulder.

“So are you going with me back to the compound, round two can be there.” Natasha breathed, still out of breath.

“I’ll take you up on your offer Nat.”

[lola-bunn1]

can u do one where neteyam is expected to find a mate and you get distant and all bc yk its not gonna be you and another guy makes a move on u and he gets mad n confession n stuff? i love ur writing

oblivious

❥ genre: angsty ish to fluff

10 years, you've been best friends with neteyam for 10 years. you both saw each other grow up, and now it's over. you know it is

neteyam has finally matured, he was ready to get an ikran, ready to go hunting with the others, and most of all, he was now expected to mate.

you know whoever he's gonna mate with is not gonna like you being friends with him, you admit it yourself, you wouldn't like your partner spending time with another girl. so you understood why it would happen

so you began distancing yourself, as a preparation. but also to ease the pain for when you finally see him with someone that isn't you. it was bound to happen. you were stupid enough to fall for him, and now it was going to be harder than it should be

you cried, you cried at night just thinking about the way life would be, you were sure he didn't feel the same, besides, he was going to be the next olo'eyktan, he needed to have someone proper, someone actually important

who were you to be mating with someone like him? he would probably pick elmirìey, she was a proper girl, a gorgeous one. or maybe he'd pick awia, she was a great warrior, from a great family

not only did you distance yourself from him, but his family too. you were so close to them, hell even neytiri liked you. but now, you acted like you didn't even know them

you sat at a special spot you found in the forest, you and neteyam used to come here but he's too busy now. so its just you

"hey!" you heard a voice behind you

"oh, neteyam" you said

"what a way to greet me, do you not want me around that much?"

"what?" you furrowed your eyebrows

"don't be like that. you know exactly what I'm talking about." he said

"I heard you're looking for a mate now that you've had your ceremony"

he sighed, knowing you're trying to change the subject, "yeah. but to be honest, I've already found one. Just gotta figure out a way to tell her"

your heart shattered.

"oh, that's nice. I um, I have to go" you said

"y/n wait-"

and with that, you ran off somewhere, your tears sliding down your cheeks, how could he find one so fast? does he love her that much? has he been loving her, just waiting for his ceremony so he can finally pick her?

"oh" you heard a voice and sighed

"I'm sorry I ran--" you said, turning around to see that it was not neteyam speaking

"are-are you okay? you look like you've been crying" the man said

"i'm fine, thanks tenio" you said, wiping your tears

tenio was a fine young man, he was actually really nice, but you've never really talked to him

"i was just looking for some fruits to pick for my mother, but ill leave you alone-"

"no no, you can stay uh, i know where you can get the ripe ones, follow me" you said, walking along the forest with him next to you, you two talked for a bit as he was picking the fruit

"i heard you had your ceremony the other day" you said

"yeah, it sucks though." he said

"wait what? why so?" you asked

"well everyone is waiting for me to mate with someone, but there isn't anyone in my life, ill have to mate with some random stranger" he sighed

"oh...im so sorry"

"it's fine-"

"there you are!" neteyam's voice filled your ears, he turned to see tenio there, and his face faltered

"let's go" he said, grabbing your hand and walking away, an angry look on his face, you definitely did not want to do anything to upset him more

"uh, tell your mother i said hi! enjoy the fruits!" you said and he just nodded

once he was out of sight you pulled away

"why were you with him?!" he said

"i was just helping him pick fruits!"

"everybody knows that trick! you help him and he subtly mentions that he has nobody to mate with so you can feel bad"

"you're being insane right now. nobody has ever done that" you rolled your eyes

"they have, you just never realize it" he yelled

"what if i do realize it, hm? what if i want them to do it? why don't you go tell your stupid girl how much you want her to be your mate and leave me alone!"

"i can't go"

"why not!" you yelled

"because she's standing right in front of me"

"what?"

"it's you, y/n. i don't want anyone else why don't you understand that? you think I don't notice how you've been avoiding me and my family too?"

"i-i avoided you because i couldn't stand seeing you with another girl."

"wait-you thought i was gonna mate with someone else?" he asked

you looked down and avoided looking at him, he lifted your chin up with his finger

"i've been waiting for years to finally make you mine, y/n. it hurts me to see you with anyone else too."

"really?" you asked

"i see you, y/n."

"i see you, ma nete" you smiled, and the two of you shared a kiss

how were you so oblivious?

[barbiiecams]

arguments with toxic!rafe when you’re just as toxic as him.. he’s humbling you rq 😭.

all day he was experiencing the silent treatment. as much as it was your fault, you were still pissed. he failed to pick you up from a party last night and completely left you stranded until you ultimately decided to just get an uber. when you were blowing up his phone, he ignored you each and every time. shit, he probably even blocked you at one point.

now, he’s sitting here all in your face telling you how childish and self centered you are. as if that’s not one of the reasons he’s so obsessed with you.

“rafe get out of my face.” you warned, pushing his head with your hand.

“no. you always wanna start this shit for no reason then act innocent.” he responded as he followed you up to the bedroom.

ignoring his words again, you attempted to make it into the room by yourself and lock him out. but to your inconvenience, he was right up your ass.

you didn’t even have the chance to reach for the door behind you because he pushed you inside the room, walked in, then locked both of you inside.

“who the fuck you think you are pushing me?” you turned around real quick to push him right back.

it’s no use, you could try it all you wanted but he was too sturdy and too big to even nudge a little.

he lets out some air from his nose, and brushes his hand over his face. “we’re gonna talk this out. you understand?”

he points a finger in your face while he talks. usually this would piss you off, but right now you could see he was desperately trying with you.

“fine.” you agreed then went to sit on the bed. he sat down next to you and wasted no time talking.

“the attitude changes and accusations have to stop. you know why i didn’t come to pick you up last night.” he starts.

“actually i don’t-”

“im not done speaking.” he cuts you off. you gave him a look that said ‘boy watch yourself’ but he very much ignored it and continued.

“you know how much i love you? how much i worry about your safety? i didn’t even want you to go last night. matter of fact i told you not to.”

it seemed like you heard the same stuff each argument, but he knew none of it ever stuck. he was determined to get you to listen tonight.

“what did i say before you left?”

“to be ready by 10.” you said in a quiet, almost embarrassed voice because you knew you were the one wrong this time. would you admit that? hell no.

“exactly. but you wanted to have your little outbursts and argue with me and tell me i was being too controlling. and obviously you need that structure. right?”

you nod but you still weren’t about to give up that easily.

“okay but-”

“but nothing. i told you i’d be doing business with barry after the fact.”

“any other boyfriend would’ve stopped and came!” you tried with him.

all he did was scoff, “so that i don’t have any money, and then you would cry everyday since you don’t have the newest bag in stores? real funny. i’ll save myself the headache.”

you couldn’t argue with him because he was most definitely right. being you, it was still gonna take you another hour or so to apologize. or, he could force it out.

“whatever.” you said while getting up to go start your nightly routine. you didn’t make it very far because rafe was quick to grab your arm.

“not so fast. what do you say?” you stood there for a second just looking at him.

“hello? i know you’re not mute all of a sudden.” he smirks at you being straight hardheaded. it would piss another man off, but he found it amusing with you. and he wouldn’t trade it either.

“i’m not apologizing.” you finally said. you were hoping for the right response to this, and he didn’t disappoint.

“no? well i guess that means you’re gonna have to get it fucked out of you.” he shrugs, then quickly lifting you up and onto the bed. before you knew it, your panties were off and he was already starting with the hickeys on your neck.

smiling at how fast things were going, you still wondered when he would realize why you loved to pick arguments so much.

[moonselune]

hiya!! New asker :3 sorry if theres any wording/language mistakes !! (^_^;)

could i request something of the ladies (any of them, all of them, idm, just 3+ ppl), where, they have a fem s/o (tav? Idk, im not sure what to call reader .. english isnt my first language T_T) which was presumed to be human, since they dislike power-based violence/use of magic (for traumatic reasons or whatnot), but, was later on revealed to be a shapeshifter (the thing that turns into animals.. gahh!! Forgive me 〃_ _ i dunno what theyre called either !!!) when they saved the ladies from an attack by transforming into an animal and scaring the perp away with an uncharacteristically hostile like .. maw, at the perps leg?? Or sumthing? I'd imagine the pure look of terror as they see just .. a panther, clawing at some poor bastard like, 'holy shit am i snow white ?? did mother nature heed my call??' Nope! Just a dumbass.

An aftermath to their discovery would be appreciated ( ´∀`) please and thanks >0<

absolutely no worries ! this is such a cute idea !

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Karlach:

The fight started so quickly that you barely had time to think. You were setting up camp with Karlach when a figure emerged from the darkness, sword in hand, lunging straight at her. Karlach jumped to her feet, ready for the fight, but something sharp and panicked sparked within you. You knew Karlach could handle herself, but the instinct to protect her—no matter what it took—overwhelmed your usual caution.

Without even realizing it, you let the magic course through you, body shrinking, limbs compressing, until you found yourself standing on tiny paws. You darted forward, a small, fluffy bundle of fury, right at the attacker’s legs. You clawed and bit at the leather of his boots, making the best use of your tiny form to throw him off-balance. He stumbled, trying to kick you away, but you clung on fiercely, digging your claws in deep, squeaking out tiny sounds of defiance.

Karlach barely noticed at first. She landed a solid punch to his face, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of you—the small, scrappy squirrel clinging to the attacker’s leg, and she let out a surprised laugh. “Well, hello there, little buddy! Didn’t think I’d have a squirrel as backup!”

Just then, Karlach landed her final hit, and the attacker crumpled to the ground, groaning in pain. She turned to you, grinning widely, crouching down with her hands on her knees.

“You little hero!” she cooed, her voice warm. “Look at you, all fierce and… fluffy.”

Realizing that the danger had passed, you backed away from the now-unconscious man and let the magic reverse itself. As the air shimmered around you, you reappeared in your human form, slightly disheveled but with a determined set to your expression.

Karlach’s eyes went wide, and her mouth fell open as she stared at you in astonishment.

“Wait… that was you?” she stammered, looking between you and the spot where the little squirrel had been only seconds before.

You scratched the back of your neck, feeling a little sheepish. “Uh… surprise?” you mumbled, giving her an awkward smile. “I… I didn’t want you getting hurt, so I did the only thing I could think of.”

Karlach blinked, then laughed—a deep, belly laugh that filled the air around you. She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around you, pulling you into a warm embrace.

“You little rascal,” she said, still chuckling. “My own little squirrel warrior. Why didn’t you tell me you could do that? I would’ve been showing you off ages ago!”

“I didn’t think it would be that useful,” you admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I mean, I can only shift into small animals, nothing intimidating like a bear or a wolf.”

She shook her head, beaming down at you. “Useful? Are you kidding? You were perfect.” She squeezed you a little tighter, resting her chin on top of your head. “Don’t sell yourself short. That was brave, you know? Going all squirrel-savage on a guy for me.”

You couldn’t help but smile, feeling the warmth of her praise settle over you. “Guess I’m just full of surprises.”

She tilted your chin up, eyes sparkling with admiration. “You sure are.” Then she leaned in, pressing a kiss to your forehead, her thumb tracing your cheek. “So, any other critters you can turn into? Or do I have the one and only squirrel hero?”

“Maybe someday,” you replied, grinning. “For now, it’s just the squirrel.”

She chuckled, resting her hand against your shoulder. “Well, I think my little squirrel warrior is perfect just the way they are.”

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Minthara:

Minthara stood strong and unfazed as a towering attacker emerged from the shadows, weapon raised and venomous intent clear in his eyes. You watched from a few paces back, frozen in fear for her—Minthara was capable, powerful, but seeing her in even the slightest amount of danger tightened something sharp in your chest. He slashed at her, and she deflected, but the thought of anything happening to her spurred you into action.

Without thinking, you dropped your staff, heart pounding as you called on your long-buried druidic abilities. In an instant, the world changed as your body shrank, your senses heightening as you shifted into the small, sleek form of a cat. The ground felt different under your paws as you darted forward, hissing with all the fury you could muster.

You latched onto the attacker’s leg, sinking your claws in deep, scratching and biting in a desperate attempt to divert his attention. He yelped in surprise, trying to shake you off, clearly thrown off by the sudden feline attack. You dug your claws deeper, adrenaline fueling your tiny form as you held on with everything you had.

Minthara looked down, her brow furrowed, clearly perplexed by the unexpected interruption. With a swift, well-placed strike, she finally sent the attacker sprawling to the ground, unconscious. She straightened, her gaze falling on you—the small, determined creature still clawing at the man's leg even as he lay motionless.

“Shoo, creature,” she said firmly, as if to dismiss some curious animal drawn to the battle. “I can handle—” Her voice trailed off, realization dawning as she watched the air around you shimmer. You felt the magic pull at you, and a moment later, your body was back to its familiar form, crouched on the ground in front of her.

The astonishment in her eyes made you almost want to shrink back down again. You had always kept this part of yourself hidden, especially since your shapeshifting leaned less toward the ferocious beasts that could protect or terrify and more toward harmless little creatures—those that could help you stay out of harm’s way, not dive headfirst into it. Minthara blinked, taking in the sight of you, and for a rare moment, she was speechless.

“You…” she began slowly, her tone laced with curiosity and something softer. “You are a druid?” She regarded you with a glint of surprise that quickly hardened into a sharper, calculating interest. “And you… you became a cat to protect me?”

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks, an odd mixture of pride and embarrassment. “I… I couldn’t just stand by and watch you fight alone,” you replied, trying to meet her gaze despite the nervous flutter in your stomach. “I know it wasn’t much, but… it’s all I could do.”

For a long moment, Minthara was silent, her piercing gaze sweeping over you as though reassessing everything she knew about you. Then, a faint, almost amused smirk touched her lips.

“I would have managed,” she said with a hint of smugness, but her eyes betrayed a glimmer of appreciation, maybe even affection. “But to think… my lover is a feline at heart.” Her hand reached out, fingers grazing the back of your neck in a soft, unexpected caress. “A pacifist druid. I never would have guessed.”

Your cheeks heated further, and you stammered slightly, “I, um… I only transform when I have to. I prefer staying out of fights.” Her fingers lingered, gently tracing a line across your shoulder.

“There are ways I understand that, ways I admire it.” Minthara’s gaze softened as she looked at you, her tone dipping to a softer, almost reverent register. “But I’ll admit, seeing you leap in—even in such a… small form—to defend me… it was endearing.” Her voice dropped, a teasing edge creeping in. “Next time, though, perhaps something with fangs? A wolf, perhaps?”

You laughed nervously, “Cats have fangs!”

She raised an eyebrow. “Yes, but they’re so small. I could barely see your claws through his screams.”

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t deny the relief and joy that bloomed in your chest. Despite the banter, she didn’t seem to see your ability as weakness; if anything, she seemed more amused and intrigued.

“Thank you,” she said softly, surprising you with the sudden earnestness in her tone. Her hand slipped down to clasp yours, fingers intertwining in a rare gesture of tenderness. “Even if it was unnecessary, it was… appreciated.”

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Lae'zel:

It all happened in an instant. You were packing up supplies while Lae'zel scouted ahead, moving with that determined grace she always had, when a cloaked figure burst from the shadows, sword raised and aimed at her. Lae'zel was quick to dodge, moving as naturally into the fight as breathing, but the danger filled you with dread. You were a pacifist, sure, but the thought of Lae'zel getting hurt… there was no question. Without a second thought, you let your magic swell within you, focusing all your energy into shifting forms.

When the air around you settled, you found yourself with long ears, twitching nose, and small, fluffy paws. A rabbit. Perhaps not the fearsome creature to counter a blade-wielding threat, but it didn’t matter. You launched yourself forward, bounding toward the attacker’s leg, biting and scratching as best you could.

Lae'zel had been parrying the figure’s strikes, but she caught sight of you mid-leap and froze, her eyes narrowing as she took in the sight. The figure staggered back, yelling as he kicked at his leg to dislodge the 'fearsome rabbit' gnawing at his ankle.

With one smooth strike, Lae'zel spun, knocking the man out cold with the flat of her blade. She let him crumple to the ground, then stood over him with a frown, looking utterly perplexed. Slowly, she crouched down to where you sat, fur fluffed in a mix of adrenaline and nerves. Lae'zel looked at you as though you were a puzzle that had just taken her by surprise.

“Little one… who sent you?” she muttered, inspecting you with a baffled tilt of her head, as if waiting for you to offer some explanation. Her frown deepened, and she glanced around, clearly wondering if some powerful creature of nature had blessed her with a strange, protective animal companion.

With a deep breath, you focused again, and the magic reversed, shifting you back into your own form. Lae'zel’s eyes widened, and her mouth parted in shock.

“You…” Her brow furrowed, and her golden eyes scanned you from head to toe, searching. “You were the rabbit?”

You took a step back, rubbing the back of your neck, feeling uncharacteristically sheepish under her intense gaze. “Uh… yes. It’s a druid thing. I… can only shift into small animals, nothing too ferocious. I… don’t really like fighting.”

She folded her arms over her chest, her lips pressing into a stern line as she studied you, processing this revelation. Then, after a moment, she chuckled—a low, amused sound.

“Of course,” she said, her eyes glinting with unexpected warmth. “I find myself a lover, and they are fierce in heart if not in form.” She stepped closer, her hand rising to cup your cheek, her fingers warm and rough against your skin. “You would risk yourself for me, even if only as a small, inconsequential creature. It is… oddly endearing.”

You laughed, still a bit embarrassed but touched by her words. “Well, I know it’s not much, but I wanted to help, somehow. I just… couldn’t stand by and watch you get hurt.”

She nodded, the proud gleam in her eyes softening slightly. “For all your soft heart, you still have courage, even if it is hidden within a timid form. And here I thought only a mighty beast would protect me,” she teased, her mouth curving into a small smile.

Her hand lingered on your cheek, and you felt a rush of relief and affection. “Thank you for not, um, laughing too much at me.”

She scoffed, though there was a fondness in her gaze that softened her words. “Laugh at you? I find no humor in bravery, no matter how small or soft it may appear. You fight with heart, even in the guise of a rabbit.”

She brushed her thumb over your cheek, then leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Next time, though, I prefer you let me handle the danger. Your place is by my side, not nipping at an enemy’s ankles.”

“I’ll try,” you murmured, letting yourself lean into her touch.

She nodded, her expression resolute. “Good.” Then she paused, looking at you with that intense, unwavering gaze. “But if you must turn into something small, a rabbit is not the worst. Fierce, in your own peculiar way.”

The words were sweet in her own blunt way, and she pulled you close, her hand at the back of your neck. In that moment, you could feel all of her affection, fierce and undiluted, a proud acceptance for every part of you—even your timid rabbit heart.

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Shadowheart:

The ambush was sudden. You’d been picking through supplies while Shadowheart kept watch when a figure sprang out from the shadows, their blade glinting in the low light as they lunged at her. Shadowheart blocked them deftly, her shield raised in an instant, but the sheer danger of the attack froze you for a split second. You’d managed to keep your druidic abilities a secret from everyone thus far, but seeing her in danger threw your instinct for secrecy out the window. There was no time to think.

You felt the familiar warmth of magic wash over you as you shrank, fur sprouting along your body, limbs shortening and fingers turning into small paws. Within moments, you found yourself scurrying toward the attacker as a soft, fluffy guinea pig, bounding over rocks and dirt with more determination than speed.

Reaching the attacker’s ankle, you dug your tiny claws into his leather boot, biting and scratching with all the ferocity a guinea pig could muster, which, admittedly, wasn’t much. But it was enough to throw the man off balance for a second, and he jerked his leg, trying to shake off the unexpected rodent clinging to him.

Shadowheart glanced down, brow furrowing. “And where did you come from?” she muttered under her breath, catching sight of your little, fur-covered form. For a moment, she looked at you with the tiniest hint of amusement in her eyes, as if she’d just stumbled upon an unlikely new ally in the form of an overly enthusiastic guinea pig.

With one swift move, she deflected the attacker’s blade and knocked him out cold, her stance unyielding as she finished the fight in seconds. She watched him slump to the ground, nudging him with her boot to ensure he was fully down. When she turned back, she looked down at you, still curled defensively by her feet, and gave a small chuckle.

“What are you doing here, little one?” she asked softly, reaching a hand out as if to pet your tiny head. But before she could, you let out a small, apologetic squeak and concentrated, feeling the shape of your body shift back. Fur faded into skin, paws turned back to hands, and your form grew until you stood in front of her once more.

The surprise on her face was priceless. Shadowheart blinked, her mouth parting slightly as she pieced together what had just happened.

“You… You’re a druid?” Her voice held both curiosity and a hint of disbelief, her gaze shifting from you to the defeated attacker, then back to you again.

You rubbed the back of your neck, feeling uncharacteristically shy under her intense scrutiny. “Yeah… I’m a druid. I’ve just, uh, kept it quiet because… well, I’m not exactly the most… threatening sort. I can only turn into small animals—harmless ones, really. And, I mean… I’d rather avoid violence altogether if I can.”

Her expression softened, a look of endearment settling on her face as she took in this new side of you. A slight smirk pulled at her lips.

“So, instead of letting me handle it, you chose to launch yourself—” she gestured with a wry wave of her hand, “—at him, as a guinea pig?”

You smiled sheepishly, trying to shrug it off. “I… I couldn’t just stand there and do nothing while you were in danger. I know it’s ridiculous, but I thought maybe it would help. Somehow.”

Shadowheart’s smirk softened into something gentler as she reached out, taking your hand in hers. She studied your face, her thumb brushing over your knuckles.

“It wasn’t ridiculous. It was… incredibly brave. And kind.” She paused, tilting her head with that slightly bemused smile. “Even if it’s not the most traditional method of defense.”

A warmth filled your chest at her words, her acceptance of this strange, vulnerable side of you, and you let yourself relax under her touch. “Thank you. I know it’s not… much. But I wanted to protect you, however I could.”

She lifted a hand to your cheek, her dark eyes softened in a rare show of tenderness. “You already do. More than you know. It doesn’t matter what form you take, or what methods you use—you stood by me, risked yourself to keep me safe. There’s no grander bravery than that.”

You leaned into her touch, feeling the tension melt from your shoulders. Shadowheart gave your cheek a final gentle stroke, then moved her hand to rest against your shoulder, pulling you into a quiet, grounding embrace.

“Though next time,” she murmured against your ear with a smirk, “perhaps leave the fighting to me. Your place is right here—by my side, yes, but safe.”

“I’ll… try to remember that,” you replied, your cheeks warming as you chuckled softly. “But, uh… no promises.”

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Jaheira:

Jaheira moved gracefully, fending off an ambusher with seasoned ease, her movements fluid as water. But the sheer ferocity of her attacker—the way he managed to nearly land a blow on her—made your heart seize. Without a second thought, instinct took over, and you called on your druidic power, feeling yourself shrink, bones reshaping, limbs twisting and elongating as you transformed into something small but determined.

A ferret. Not exactly a predator, but quick, nimble, and with a good set of teeth.

You darted toward the attacker, making a quick jump onto his leg. Your tiny claws sank into his trousers as you latched onto him, gnashing at his ankle with all the strength you could muster. Startled, the man yelled, trying to shake you off, but you held fast, each nip and scratch biting into his skin enough to pull his focus away from Jaheira.

In those precious seconds, Jaheira swept her staff low, knocking his feet out from under him, and as he toppled, she caught him with a forceful, well-placed blow to the chest, sending him sprawling. He fell, dazed and defeated, as Jaheira took a steadying breath, straightening up.

As you released his leg and scurried toward her, Jaheira glanced down, a bemused but soft expression gracing her face.

“Well, now. Where did you come from, little one?” She crouched down, extending her hand, a gentle curiosity in her eyes as if meeting an unexpected ally.

For a moment, you simply stared up at her, feeling a strange thrill of pride for having helped in your own small way. But as she reached down to pet you, you took a breath, concentrating on the familiar shape of your true form, willing the fur to fade and your limbs to shift back.

In a heartbeat, you were standing before her again, back to your normal self, a little breathless from the shift but proud all the same.

Jaheira took a sharp breath, her eyes widening in surprise. “You…” She straightened up, looking you over with the smallest, faintest smirk tugging at her lips. “A druid too, are you?”

You nodded, cheeks warming as you rubbed the back of your neck. “Yes. Though… I never told anyone because, well, I can only shift into… smaller animals,” you admitted, feeling a touch sheepish. “Ferrets, mice… I’m not exactly intimidating.”

Jaheira’s lips curved into a gentle smile, her eyes softening as she studied you with a newfound respect.

“Not intimidating, perhaps, but brave.” She lifted a hand to your shoulder, her touch grounding, strong. “You put yourself in harm’s way to help me. You have no idea how rare a thing that is, even among friends.”

Relief washed over you, her acceptance warming you as much as her praise. “I just… couldn’t stand by and do nothing. I know I’m not much help in a fight, but I wanted to do something.”

She let out a soft chuckle, her thumb brushing your shoulder reassuringly. “You did more than enough. You saw danger, and instead of running, you faced it. That, my love, is more than many would dare.”

Her words brought a smile to your face, the fear and tension fading. Jaheira reached up, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a fondness that made your heart flutter.

“Though next time,” she murmured with a wry grin, “perhaps give me a bit of warning before launching yourself into a fight. I would hate to squash my brave little ferret underfoot.”

You chuckled, feeling the warmth of her touch. “I’ll do my best,” you promised, reaching for her hand.

She squeezed your hand, her eyes meeting yours with a look of quiet admiration. “Whatever shape you take, you will always be welcome at my side.”

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[nattyswann]

I’m not that bad. Am I?

Parings: sub!reader x dom!ace

Warnings: not really any warnings because most of this is just bickering between Ace and y/n but there is a bit of smut at the end!

Summary: if there was one thing you absolutely despised, it was pirates. You’ve encountered a few of them and they all were horrible people. Well…except the most recent one you’ve met..

• You can still remember the first time you met him. You hated his guts. Couldn’t stand the way he carried himself and how sweet he was to everyone around him. Well..the truth is you only really hated him cause you knew he was a pirate.

• “Can you guys believe it?! Firefist Ace is in the center of town, fighting a group of bandits!” Now, this you had to see. You followed the group of people. When you finally pushed your way through the large crowd, you couldn’t believe your eyes. Ace was putting those bandits on their asses. He used his crazy devil fruit power to handle them like they were ants. “Are you ready to admit it?”

• The leader of the bandit crew got up but he seemed like he was in rough shape after going a few rounds with Ace. “Screw you!” The bandit yelled out before charging at Ace. “Come on. Have you learned nothing!” Ace yelled back as he sent a Firefist straight at the wicked man. “All I needed you to do was admit that you tried to steal this young lady’s coin bag. This all could have been avoided.” Ace blew the tiny flame from his pointer finger as if it were a gun he just fired.

• The residents of your town cheered for Ace while he tried to make his exit less heroic as possible. “Please.” He held a hand up as he scratched the back of his head. “No need to thank me.” The townspeople continued their joyous cheers and applause. Ace hated this part of saving people. The part where they all surround him to offer him gifts to show their thanks. Ace just wanted to be a good guy and then go on his way.

• Ace got through the people and tried to waved them off but as soon as he turned around, there was a second large group of people. Now this was the part that he LOVED. The part where all the young ladies of the town came to thank him. “That was so heroic! Thank you for saving me.” The woman he defended rubbed his arm as she thanked him. “You are so strong. Where are you from?” Another woman asked while she stroked his long hair. You watched as the women fell head over heals for him. You weren’t like them though. Cause you knew his secret.

• When Ace finally got away from the village and out of sight from everyone he pulled out his log post. “Dammit. How much longer is this gonna take. I can’t stay on this island anymore. I need to set sail.” Just then another young woman approached him. That young woman being you. “Set sail?”

• Ace jumped up when he heard the voice of a woman behind him. He quickly shoved the log post back in his bag and looked over his shoulder to face you. “Oh, hey there.” He flashed you a smile. “What are you doing so far away from your town? Won’t they be upset if your wandering alone?” You didn’t respond as you just glared at him. You didn’t like him and wasn’t gonna fall for his charms like all the other townspeople and helpless damsels. “I know what you are.” You crossed your arms. “You’re a pirate. No better than the dirt on the bottom of my shoe.”

• “Oh? That’s really what you think?” “Yep. Im not sure why you’re even here.” Ace scoffed and his smile quickly went away. “Someone’s daddy raised them with a complex.” You furrowed your eyebrows at his statement. “What’s that supposed to mean?!” “It means that you think you’re better than me just because I’m a pirate.” Ace put his backpack on and strutted past you to start walking back towards the village. “Where do you think you’re going?”

• “Dont worry about me so much. Im just a lowly pirate after all.”

• Ohhh this guy was grinding your gears. You didn’t wanna allow him to just walk back into town but who were you to try to stop a crazy pirate. He could snap and attack a girl like you. If only you really knew what ace was thinking. He was never gonna hurt you. He would never hurt a women. He actually liked you. Thought you were really pretty.

• A few hours later and nightfall had come. Ace needed a place to settle for the night before he can take off tomorrow morning. He keeps walking throughout the town, in hopes of finding a sign that is welcoming a overnight stay. When he finally arrived at a building that had a sign that said one night there was only 40 berries, he couldn’t pass up that deal. Upon walking in, he got greeted by two women and he gave them a smile before bowing. When he lifted his head, he couldn’t help but chuckle at the face he was seeing. It was you! It was the pretty chick who was all mad at him earlier. Who woulda guessed that her parents owned this inn? Small village, huh?

• Once Ace got his room he began to settle in before hearing a light knock on his door. When he opened it, another smile creeped on his face. “We have got to stop meeting like this.” He said as he leaned on the doorway. “I don’t wanna meet you at all. In any circumstance.” He gave you a confused look while he tilted his head. “Yet…you came to my door..”

• “I work here. I still have a job to do.” You then forced a smile back at him. “Could I get you anything else before you turn in for the night? A glass of water or a snack before bed, perhaps?” You said through your gritted teeth. You couldn’t believe that you had to do this. If anything, you wanted to punch him in his face and curse him out for tricking your parents like their fools. “Mhhh.” He put his finger on his chin as if he were actually thinking. “I could use some company tonight. It gets lonely on the seas. So I haven’t spend the night with a women in a long time.”

• That was it. The last straw that made you snap. You took your hand and slapped it across his face. Ace was clearly caught off guard for a moment but he remained nice and let his smile return to his face. “You’re strong..” The man put a hand over the spot you slapped before continuing. “but I think you misunderstood me. I only want someone to talk too. Nothing more, I promise.”

• You scoffed but then thought about it. This was actually perfect. All you had to do was give him a few minutes of your time and then you ask him for a favor. That favor being to stay away and never return back here. “If I talk with you then you have to promise me that you will pack up and leave by the morning.” You said as you stomped your foot. “So if I promise to leave by the morning, you will stay here and keep me company?” You nodded your head and awaited his answer.

• “Deal.” He opened the door more for you to come inside. “Come in. Let’s talk.”

• You both sat and talked for about ten minutes until ace managed to slip in a compliment that caught you way off guard. You tried to hide the sudden blush that appeared on your face but Ace caught a peak of it.

• “I see ya’ blushing over there.” You hid your face and turned away from the man. “Barely! You must think I’m easy.” “Not at all, hun. I just think you’re really beautiful when you get all shy like that.” He put his elbow on the armrest of the car he sat in and leaned on his the palm of his hand while staring at you. “I also think you’re beautiful when you get all mad at me.”

• You guys sat for longer and just talked and talked about various different things. “This was nice. I surprisingly enjoyed this talk.” You quietly said. “I have been quite lonely and don’t really find much people to talk to besides my parents and the occasional fling. So thank you.” The tension in the room had started heating up way faster than you had expected. For some reason you had started to feel attraction for this pirate. When talking wasn’t enough to smooth the loneliness in each other’s hearts, Ace took it a step further and put a hand on your thigh. “Just know that you don’t have to be lonely all the time.”

• When you felt him reach your skin, you jumped a bit but let him rest his hand there. He was sort of right. You hated sleeping in an empty bed at night. So maybe tonight you didn’t HAVE to be alone. Needless to say, one thing led to another and now he has you right where he wanted you. In his bed with his hands roaming your body. “I can’t believe I’m letting this happen.” You grunted. Ace immediately paused and leaned up. “If you don’t want too then that’s fine. You can leave and I wont follow.” He put his hands up and gave you an opportunity to dip if you changed your mind. When you remained in the bed, Ace smirked and kissed you on the lips. “I knew you wanted me.”

• “Shh. Don’t be too loud, baby.” Fast forward a few minutes later, here Ace was - whispering in your ear while he rocked his hips into yours. “Your mother and father are just on the other side of this wall, aren’t they? What would happen if they found out their innocent daughter were gettting fucked by a pirate?” You wanted to hate him so badly but the way he was abusing your hole felt too euphoric. How could you betray yourself and let a pirate like him smooth talk his way between your legs.

• “Aghh!” You groaned out before ace could quickly put a hand over your mouth. “This isn’t working. I need you to be more silent for me or else we’ll get caught.” You reached up to remove ace’s hand from your face. “I can’t, Ace..it’s too much.” Your sentences came out all moany and broken but the way you said his name got Ace all riled up.

• “Really?” You could feel his lips curl into a smirk against your skin. “I could have swore I was no more than a dirty pirate to you. Now, you wanna moan my name?”

• You shook your head and tried to suck up your tears, not wanting Ace to see you crying from pleasure. “Stop it. It’s not like I like you or anything! I just..” you tried to think of how to word it to where he won’t get his ego fed. “I just wanted someone to make me feel good. I haven’t felt this good in a long time, Ace.”

• Ugh. Why would you tell him that. Out of all the other ways you could have worded that. Ace giggled and kissed you sloppily on the neck. “I bet you haven’t. You’ve never been fucked by a pirate before. I’m glad I’m your first one.”

• “Don’t get cocky. It’s not like you have my virginity.” “Don’t need it.” Ace took his hands and started fondling your tits while ever so often, suckling on your sensitive nipples. “I’m just glad I got to have you in general. You’re such a prize, babe.” The pirate didn’t let up on his fast strokes into your womb. He was minutes away from bursting inside but he needed to wait until you came for him. Ace had to make sure he exceeded your standards and make sure you change your mind about pirates.

• “Mmhh! Ace I’m c-cumming!” You wrapped your arms around his back to hold him closer. “Feels so good!” When Ace felt your pussy squeeze him and squirt on his cock, he had to pull out before he accidentally let himself go inside you. “Come on. Finish cumming on my cock so I can cum too. I’m almost there!”

• “Not inside!” Ace shushed you. “I know babygirl. Just let me take care of you.” He said as he swiftly pulled out and started stroking himself to finish on your body, painting your stomach in his white liquid. “See? Your pirate boy knows exactly what you want.”

• When you felt the bed shift and caught Ace standing up, you whined. “What are you doing?” He turned to you and giggled at your cute voice and expression. “Well we had a deal. Didn’t we?” He started putting his clothes on. “You told me to hit the road right after.” He looked back over at you and hated seeing the upset look you had. “Unless…you would rather I stay..?” “I mean..you did pay for a full night..it would be a waste of berries.”

• He threw his clothes back on the ground and hopped back in the bed with you. “Ah. So you actually like this little pirate?” You chuckled and covered your blush. “N-No! I just…think I judged you a bit too harshly..” you felt embarrassed to say it but you were wrong. Maybe not ALL pirates are bad..

[volturiprincess]

Death Flower

Jane Volturi x Fem human mate

Summary: Jane contradicts a lot but a simple "my little death flower" and its all over.

A/N: I wanted to post this on May 31st since that marks half way to Halloween but I forgot about this WIP. I got some ideas brewing for when October comes around. Its short but anyways....Enjoy💙

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“No”

“No? Why not?”

‘I said no and that is final, so stop pestering me on this”

“Come on my little death flower, let's not be like this”

She stopped walking away and stood on the spot. Here's the thing about being mates with Jane, yes she can be quite difficult to convince to do things, such as cuddling under our favorite open field, but I know a certain trick to persuade her. I noticed this a while ago, she was going to leave for a guard meeting that would start in 30 minutes, but she wanted to leave early but I wanted her to cuddle with me. She’s still not used to affection, which I understand, she took a month to even just hold my hand so I understand that and I respect her boundaries. But as she was getting ready to leave for her meeting I sleepily called out to her “My little storm cloud” and she halted her movements and was instantly in bed with her being the big spoon and I the little one.

I didn't dare to question her sudden change of mind but from that whenever I wanted to “get my way” with her I would casually call her some clever nicknames and she goes with my idea. I of course never call her out in front of the others, actually one time I called her my “little rain cloud” in front of Alec. He instantly looked at Jane and started teasing her and would call her the same nickname for days until Jane threatened to use her ability on him, that for sure shut him up. I promised to her that I would never call her said nicknames in front of others. 

Jane also from what I can say is she doesn't like being called the traditional nicknames, once in a while I do call her darling or my love but it doesn't get the same reaction as when I call her my other nicknames. It's just so amusing to see her halt her every thought and movements when I call her such names, but what makes my heart flip is when she looks at me and you can see a very small smile spreading onto her angelic face. 

“What is it that you wanted to do again?”

Oh man I got her so good, I almost feel bad in kind of manipulating her with my nicknames but man she always gets her way a majority of the time. She always gets the final say but I guess it does feel nice to finally be able to have a small win with her. And gosh that smile she does is so sweet, it's hard to imagine her being able to cause such pain with her gaze when she has such an angelic smile. 

“Oh right, um I wanted you be my Morticia to my Gomez”

“But Halloween is not for another five months?”

“I know but that's going to be our couple costume”

“Hmm we will see”

“Come on Jane, it ill be perfect, I already treat you like you are the only person in my life, I even call you the nicknames that are very similar to what Gomez calls Morticia”

“I said we will see”

I know she likes the idea, she just won't admit it. I think she would make a beautiful Morticia, but in this case she will be a blonde Morticia. In no way will I make her wear a wig to cover her golden locks that I love so much. In my case I would be a female version of Gomez, I'm also at the point of convincing the others to be characters from “The Addams Family”. Felix will definitely be Lurch no doubt, but for some reason im stuck with the thought that Alec and Demetri would be a great Pugesly and Wednesday. They will be my next victims to convince them to go along with my crazy plan. I grabbed her hand to place a gentle slow kiss on it, I felt her literally melt at the touch.

“Fine we will do it, but you dare make me wear a wig I will have Alec use his smoke on you”

Shivering at her little “threat” which I know she will never do, she has said that many times in the past and has never once done it to me.

“I would never want to cover your blonde locks my dear thundercloud”

“...Good”

Being Jane’s mate has its downs but if you play your cards right it can have its perk. 

[lexxiie]

John (Alipede) Relationship Headcanons

Fandom: Killer Peter

John x female reader

Hello guys! Missed me? This is my first time writing for Killer Peter. I figured it would be good to start all over again with something from webtoon since it’s a bit easier for me. Hope you like it, I have been obsessed with this man lately. (Please someone make a juicy request for Nathaniel, im so horny for him 😭)

As we know, he is notorious for being very possessive, and I’m not gonna lie to you, this fact was a big issue at the beginning of your relationship.

His concept of love is very incomplete since he never got to experience it before you, he never got to be loved by anyone, and he never got to love anyone either.

So much so that it took him a looong time to decipher what it was that he felt whenever he thought of you.

He also believed that he was too good to be interested in some girl, he was too set on his goals as a killer to even think about it. His focus was to become a legend, the strongest man to ever live, not to have any sort of distraction.

But one thing was for sure, he could not stand the thought of you with someone else, much less if that someone was another man.

The thing is, he has no experience with dating. He has never had an actual partner. Yes, he’s had a couple of casual encounters with women before, but never started a relationship with any of them, so he still has a lot to learn.

John couldn’t believe it when he realized that, for the first time ever, he longed for company… but not just any sort of company, he longed for you.

He quickly started loving the sound of your voice, your sweet smell, the ring of your laughter, the shape of your silhouette, the softness of your hair and even the pace of your steps, he had never felt anything like it.

He wanted you. He wanted you like he had never wanted anything else before. He needed to have you.

Luckily for him, you fell in love the moment you saw him, so he didn’t have to do much. You didn’t know why, but you could tell he wasn’t as cold as he wanted you to believe.

Still, as I mentioned, he is of a very possessive nature. It is thanks to you that he has slowly learnt how to go about it, he doesn’t want to ruin things with you, but at the same time, this is how he’s always been.

It’s hard, but not impossible. Though he is definitely the most jealous man in the world.

John believes every man wants you. If he feels their heart beat too quickly around you, he’s ready to kill. They can’t even look at you, every little thing upsets him to no end.

He’ll get between you and any man who approaches you, even if it’s just a friend.

But again, his working on that.

Still, he wants me to make something very clear, though. He does love you very much. It’s not just his need to have you that makes him orbit around you, no. He genuinely is in love. He loves everything about you.

He hates knowing that if he could see you, maybe he would finally understand the meaning the word pretty holds, he hates that he’ll never know. He hates that others have the privilege to know you in a way he never will.

And although in many ways his selfishness is more noticeable since he met you, he has ironically become more selfless.

For you, he would do something he could never have thought of doing for anyone else.

He would die.

He would die for you and that disgusts him. For the first time ever, he feels weak. He has something he could never recover from if he ever lost it; something that would be the end of him if anything happened, and no amount of pride could save him from that.

He takes care of you like he has never taken care of anything or anyone else before, and the truth is, his priorities have changed. He’ll never admit it, but he knows deep down.

His ambition is too great, he still cares about holding his reputation as the top assassin, but there’s this voice within him that wants… something more.

He wants what he never had, he wants love, he wants happiness, a family…

All this feelings are too new for him, so those things are very far away still, but he knows he’ll just grow to want them more and more over the years.

But let’s leave the future in the future, right now things aren’t bad either.

You have a partner who protects you like no other person in the world could, you feel safe and you understand him and his way of showing affection.

You might not see him everyday because of his… job. But whenever you do it is truly great.

He wakes up early to train, so he’s always waiting for you with a cup of coffee. The coffee sucks, but you won’t ever tell him. He can’t cook at all, but enjoys watching you and tries to help.

It’s hard for him to be romantic, and he doesn’t say “I love you” that often, but when he does, you know he means it.

His love language is touching you. Your hair, your face, your hands, and he loooves it when bedtime comes and he can rest his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat.

He also really enjoys it when you read to him, the sound of your voice is pure bliss.

When he’s out in a mission, he’ll take a piece of clothing from you that has your scent just to feel you close.

Despite being very proud of you being his, you are a secret to the world. He’s just very scared of anyone hurting you to get back at him.

Especially Raphael. If there’s one person in the world who can never know you exist, that’s him.

Although he’ll never tell you, he loves it when you get too corny, you being all over him is his favorite thing.

His favorite kind of date is just both of you and a bottle of wine, he loooves wine and is always nice to have a drink with him.

It’s hard for him to get drunk, but if you get to that point, he may say things he doesn’t say often.

He can hurt you when you both have an argument, his words are sharper than a knife sometimes, his pride will make him say things he always regrets, however he has learnt to apologize, and he truly is working on that too, he hates making you cry.

John is terrified of the idea of you leaving him for someone else. He knows he doesn’t deserve you, he knows being with someone like him is anything but easy, so he’s very paranoid sometimes.

He loves the idea of knowing that there’s someone waiting for him at home, someone he must return to every day.

This man is just so overwhelmed from having you in his life and caring so intensely for someone else that he sometimes can’t wrap his head around how he ended up like this.

You belong to him, of course, but rest assured, he belongs to you, too.

MASTERLIST

[beelmons]

Just want Luke Alvez to spell out his name with his tongue against me. I'm a simple woman, with simple needs. No hands, all mouth. my cunnilingus king

no cause this is what i call having taste !

i accidentally posted this without finishing and im going insane trying to speed write it skckwkckwkf DOMT LOOK UNDER READ MORE

Edit: Okay NOW you can look.

cw: oral sex fem receiving, fem!reader

Some people paid billions of dollars to reach space and experience the wonders of the universe, and yet, it only took a heavily underpaid FBI agent to get you to see stars.

Luke Alvez was not a man to eat women out, oh no, he was the one to straight up devour them. Like an avid critic ready to cater his next meal, he would time and again bury himself in between your legs; no further aid needed whatsoever, a dedicated mouth could take you to places you were sure mortals couldn't reach.

It made you suspicious, to be honest. How could a man be so good at pleasing a woman? The only way it made sense was if he had done it hundreds of times before, but taking his time while in deployment and current new schedule in consideration, he wouldn't only have to be dedicated to it, he would have had to straight up clone himself to take two women at a time on the little time he had to spare.

He could do it, to be fair, without the need of cloning himself, after all he had his charm. You don't just open your legs for anyone on the first date, let alone the first thirty minutes of meeting them. He was a witty gentleman, and not hard on the eye at all.

Soon you would find out that his sharp tongue wasn't only skillful on the streets. Something about the way he so passionately licked you thoroughly each time. Or how he moaned along everytime he hit a good spot. Or the weird combination of strokes he pulled at the end, the one that never failed to push you over the edge.

You had to find out what it was, because you were starting to think it was not human. And tonight, as your apartment was filled with lewd slurping sounds, you were set on finding it out.

One little problem, keeping your sanity as his tongue, somehow, reached your sweetest spots was no easy task. It took all of your energy and some holding back from straight up cumming into his mouth without warning. Your face was clenched in what seemed more like pain than pleasure. But your climax was reaching, you were so close, just as close as you were to figuring out what the hell he did at the end, so close, so close.

"Babe, are you alright?" he pulled away to ask.

"No!" you yelled in anger almost instinctively, and certainly without intention.

He was clearly taken aback by your reaction, and the second you noticed his clear confusion, you spoke up again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." you said, reaching to have your hand land on his hair, not wanting him to be too far from your cunt "I was just so close."

"Sorry, you looked like you were in pain, so..." he tried to explain before you cut him off.

"I was focused." you clarified.

"Focused?" his brows furrowed "Listen, if you have to focus to cum... I'd rather you tell me what I'm doing wrong."

"No. What? Come on Luke, you can't be serious." you complained "I was focused on figuring out what the hell it is that you always do, that it makes my brain be reduced to a pulp!"

You certainly didn't mean it as a praise, but he still found a way to interpret it as such. He broke into a shy chuckle as he shook his head.

"I can tell you" he said "But you have to promise not to laugh."

"Why would I-" you were about to inquire, but he cut you off.

"I spell my name with my tongue." he finally admitted.

"You are kidding." your eyes opened in genuine surprise. It sounded so stupid right off the bat, even more so when you considered the possibility of being true.

Your free hand reached down to have your middle digit trail over your own clit, you were moist enough thanks to him, so nothing else was needed. You began making an experiment of your own.

L U K E A L-

Sure, it felt good, but nothing out of the ordinary.

"Not like that!" he quickly grabbed at your wrist to pull it away "It's not the same if you use fingers, and I'm afraid there is one more secret to it."

You were attentively looking at him talk, so you were able to see his face disappear between your legs. You thought after the break you wouldn't be so sensitive, but boy were you wrong. The second the tip of his tongue landed on your bundle of nerves again, your legs began to shake. Like no time had passed.

You tried your best to pay attention, you really did.

Luke Alvez

But you lost track after the 'K'.

Next thing you knew, you were dripping down in your own release, and he was doing his best to have nothing go to waste.

Your chest was raising up and down from the pants. Legs limb and tired against his shoulders. Once he was satisfied with the clean up, he raised his head yet again. His characteristic, slightly annoying, cheeky grin clear on his face.

"I do it in cursive."