#because i said so and im feeling fiesty tonight

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

comfy, for your consideration: geraskier tarzan au

oooooooo yessssss 

this is perfect braincell fuel tonight nonie. thank you 🙏

do i think the content of Tarzan is kosher? no. am i gonna miss an opportunity to put my hoey boys in that situation and let my brain run with it? also no. things don't have to be unproblematic to be enjoyed, moving on.

I want Jaskier as Tarzan 👀👀👀 - not what you were expecting, I know, but hear me out.

Jaskier swinging through the trees, lithe and strong and curious, finds Geralt, part time intellectual and big time dubmass, backed into a corner with just his bitch ass notepad and a penknife against a leopard. 

He swoops him off his feet and Geralt blue screens bc ‘holy shit I haven’t been picked up by anyone since God-knows-when and he saved me from the big scary cats I was trying to draw I think imma die’

Geralt is fascinated by the human who doesn't act human -think about it. Geralt is such a fuckin nerd! He would be a perfect Jane! Pretty, optimistic (just work with me here), stubborn, very excited about the possibility of sentient creatures, father figure is also a giant nerd, and repressed as hell

come on, victorian women have nothing on Geralt of Rivia when it comes to pretending not to have feelings/be human

Jaskier as Tarzan!?!?!?!?!? Slim-strong, big curious eyes, no personal space, ridiculous amounts of empathy, did I say curious(?), ridiculously emotionally available, and teaches the other main character how to chill tf out and smell the fucking roses.

That and, to be completely honest, I just really wanna put Joey in a loincloth and set him loose in the jungle. I think it would be great fun and his shoulders are very pretty. 

This also gives us room for the ever beloved Delicate Sensibilities Geralt.

“Oh no! I ripped my shirt! Jaskier will see my rippling muscles and light dusting of chest hair! Whatever shall I do!?”

see also

“No, Lambert you don't understand. He gently held my face between his palms and brushed his thumbs against my cheekbones. Then he stared into my eyes like they held the world. My fiance barely acknowledges my existence! Do you- fuck no I’m not doing that to you it was romantic as hell!”

Jaskier is also feral as fuck when it comes to protecting people he cares about. Like. he may be a dufis in the show, but he has the heart okay? He would absolutely go against fuckin whats-his-nuts-big-gorilla and save his stupid scientist boyfriend.

Holy shit Stregodouche as Clayton.

Geralt wouldn’t even do the final scene with the whole getting on the ship either. He’d sit his ass down with his sketchpad and books in the sand and refuse to move. 

His expedition party would leave and he’d just waltz into the woods to his lover’s arm and they’d bring all his books up to the treehouse and be cute and dumb and pretty together for the rest of their lives. bc fuck the ending of that movie

What I’m really saying is: I want a George of the Jungles style movie with the whole female gaze thing but i want it gay, and i want to get rid of all the toxic shit. 

[michelleleewise]

this may be a strange request but i couldn’t get the idea out of my brain, this could totally be a multi part or just a one shot.

my idea was that the reader (female) was taken & sold from jotunheim at a very young age, in my head it was because of her magical abilities and so they could be used / warped for mass destruction, but you could make it whatever you’d like. Now how she’s ended up on earth is completely your decision but id love a little angst for it, the setting would be post nyc take over & rehabilitation by the avengers for loki.

the team is called out to raid an undocumented base for illegal experimental weapons & the last thing any of them expected to find was y/n. Young adult & Smaller than average for a female frost giant. how you wanna shape her personality is up to you she could either be shy, scared and they need to break through to her or she could be a confident & covertly trained weapon who’s worlds just been completely blown because this is the first time she seeing someone who looks like her. she didn’t know there were people out there who did.…

as for loki’s perspective, though he’s come to terms with being a frost giant by blood, he still has his insecurities & thinks blue is by far the least appealing color. so why is it when he sees this mysterious woman, he’s absolutely enraptured by this dark blue beauty???

if it’s dumb im sorry lol🤣

Hiiiii!!! Sorry it took me so long to get to this!!!! I'm catching up on my requests!! And absolutely NOT a dumb idea!!! I love it!!!! I am gonna make it multi chapter.....I think one won't be enough. Hope you like it!!!! 💙❄️💙❄️

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Blue Dhalia

Pairing: Avengers Loki x Female Jotun reader

Warnings: mentions of abduction, mentions of torture, forced imprisonment, experimentation, mentions of malnutrition, nothing too explicit.

Summary: for as long as you could remember you were imprisoned and sold to the highest bidder, until a green eyed man changed everything...

Part one-

**dividers by @firefly-graphics

"Hey, get up. Doctor is ready for you." The man said banging on your cell. You slowly opened your eyes, looking up as the door flipped open, the long pole that you were used to coming into view as it hooked to the collar around your neck. "Let's go, I don't have all day." The man said pulling you out. You squinted in the light, trying to get your bearings when you were drug down the long hallway to where the doctor was. You looked at your arms, seeing the experiments from the day before had healed, wondering what they were going to try today.....maybe the heat again....

You were brought into the same room you had spent so many hours in. It was colorless, all grey and white, only a few desks in the corner and a long silver table set up in the middle if the room, restraints hanging from it. They had to change them a few times trying to find ones that wouldn't break. You closed your eyes coming up to the table, trying to think of anywhere else. "On the table freak." The man said yanking the pole. You growled, trying to lunge at the man feeling a jolt run through your body making your muscles stiffen as you hit the floor.

"Are we feeling fiesty today?" The man asked standing over you, your muscles convulsing. "Get her on the table, and remember don't touch her." He called out. You saw two men come over wearing thick gloves, grabbing your wrists and ankles lifting you onto the table slipping the restraints on. "Ok doctor, she's ready" the man called out. You turned your head seeing the man in the white coat come in carrying some papers. "Well well, lovely to see you again." He said walking to the table. "But, I think for your little stunt no dinner tonight." He said setting the papers down. "Now, should we try the heat again today?" He asked making you whimper, you'd rather endure anything then the heat.

You watched him wave his arm, the two men rolling large lamps over, you remember them. You swallowed hard closing your eyes as they turned them on, feeling the heat radiating over you making you gasp. "Ok, keep those on her for a few hours and then I want to try a few things, test her healing." The doctor said walking out. You closed your eyes, trying to remember something, anything pleasant from your life, but all you could remember was pain and heat. Sometimes when you dreamt you would see hills of white, you feet sinking into them as you walked. The cold on your skin as the wind blew through your hair. And then....them.

You could see the ship landing, two people walking out covered head to toe. You looked around seeing you were alone. You still remember his voice "hello little one, want to come with us?" He had asked. You tried to run but they were bigger, faster. You remembered being carried through the ship, the metal box they put you in, the years spent there making you shiver. Your eyes shot open seeing the ceiling, trying to catch your breath. You looked over seeing the doctor come back in. "Is she ready?" He asks the man who brought you. "I think she was dreaming again." He said handing the doctor a knife "Please, she's an animal, they don't dream." He said walking over to the table. "Ok, let's see what you can do." He smiled pressing the knife to your skin. You closed your eyes hoping maybe you would pass out like before.

You laid down as best you could in your cramped space. You were flat on your back, knees bent trying to touch as much of the cold floor to your skin as you could, your arms pressed against the metal walls. You looked at your skin, the deep blue having turned almost grey. You closed your eyes sighing, it would be a few days before the color returned. You tried to get comfortable as to not jostle the cuts along your stomach and chest, healing took longer after the heat, and tried to find some sort of sleep.

You weren't sure how long you slept when you were woken by a blaring alarm and flashing lights outside your cell. You crawled over trying to look but the small slot in the door made it hard to see. "Get the asset, we still need her!" You heard a man yell as the door to your cell swung open. "Come on, we have to go." He said as you pressed yourself to the back wall. "Do you understand, if they find you they will hurt you, I'll keep you safe." He said leaning down. You covered your ears shaking your head when he knelt down climbing towards you "I wont say it again, let's go!" He yelled when you heard a loud bang across the room.

"Where are the weapons?" You heard a man with a deep voice yell out, seeing the man in front of you shake his head before backing up "I do not know what your taking about, we are a research facility." He said to the new man. "We know the kind of research your doing, now answer me." The man bellowed again making you jump. You saw the man run off, a pair of black boots following behind him. You heard several loud noises and yelling. You curled into a ball, bringing your knees to your chest laying your head down hoping it would all stop soon.

After awhile the alarms stopped and everything went silent. You saw the door to your cell had been left open and thought about running, but flashes of what happened last time you tried kept you against the wall. Not long after you heard several footsteps come into the room. "I can't believe you let him get away goldilocks." You heard "I did not let him get away stark, he slipped past me." The louder one said. "Children, can we focus please?" You heard....a woman? You slowly moved towards the front of the cell, peeking out you saw the one with red hear, the one with black boots wearing a red sheet, and a man covered in metal. Two more sets of footsteps had you backing up a bit.

"Loki and I cleared the lower levels....it wasn't pretty." The man said, his arm wrapped in metal as well. "Roof is secure, what did you find in the lower areas?" Another asked, this one holding a shield with a star on it, and a smaller man with glasses. "Experiments, test subjects...all destroyed." The one with the long black hair said. You looked around, there was too many of them to get past, so you slid back towards the wall hoping they would leave and you could try to get out, but you backed up too fast kicking the wall making you freeze. "What was that?" You heard one ask.

You scurried to the back, huddling in the small corner when you saw the black boots again in front of the open door. He leaned down setting a large hammer down as be knelt down, his bright blue eyes meeting yours. He stayed there unmoving for a minute making you nervous "um..brother. could you come here?" He said not looking away from you. "What is it Thor?" Another pair of boots came into view when the other stood up "see for yourself." He said. Your eyes suddenly met bright green ones as the other man knelt down in front of the door. "How..." he trailed off staring at you. "What is it?" Another said as green eyes stood up.

You heard them talking but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. You slowly crept forward seeing them huddled together talking. You looked over seeing the door open, if you ran fast enough you might be able to make it. You looked back at them and took off when the man in glasses walked in front of you "Hey, it's ok. We're here to help." He said holding his hands up. You turned back to your cell, but the green eyed man blocked your way. You looked around trying to find another way. "Just calm down.." the man with glasses said. You saw another door and ran as fast as you could, when the man with the hammer stepped in front of you. You remembered what happens when you touch them....and the consequences....but if you could get through...

You gathered what strength you had left, feeling it surge through you you reached out to grab his bare forearm when someone grabbed your arm pulling you back. You looked down, seeing a large hand wrapped around your forearm. Trying to twist free you watched the hand begin to turn the same color as you. "No, that can't be right, they can't touch you" you thought, looking up seeing the green eyed man, the skin of his neck changing color. You tried to pry his fingers off you when you felt his hand on your forehead hearing him whisper something, your eyes met his seeing they werent green anymore as everything went dark.....

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[everythinghughes]

Hey loved ur luke hughes blurb! can u do prompt #73 w him?

LUKE HUGHES | CAR CONFESSIONS

pairing: luke hughes x fem!reader and jealous!luke hughes x fem!reader

word count: 771

summary: after a umich game, your best friend luke comes out of the change room to find a michigan state player flirting with you. he gets really aggravated by it and you can’t help but wonder why.

warnings: swearing and arguing

prompts:  “who is he?”

note: sorry i’ve been so inactive loves!! schools got me so stressed out and i’ve been feeling kinda down lately (im literally writing this in one of my classes and thats pretty risky so go me ig). but on a side note i’m currently deep in my luke hughes simp era so thats been really great. writing jealous luke was SO fucking fun like jealous luke owns me (disrespectfully)

you stood in the lobby of the yost arena as you waited for luke to meet you. your guess was that he was still on his post win high and were hoping that he’d want to go back to your dorm to hang out. you put your camera bag down, very pleased with all the photos you got of the boys tonight. you scrolled through your phone, hoping to find a new movie or tv show to watch together later tonight.

someone clears their throat and you look up to find a guy standing in front of you.

a michigan state guy.

“hey, i’m jeremy.”

you smile “i’m y/n, nice to meet you.”

“so what’s brings a pretty girl like you out to the rink?”

your eyes light up at the opportunity to talk about your job “i take pictures for the team and run their social media accounts.”

“pictures huh? get any of me? i’m number 11.” he asks, reaching for your camera bag.

you grab your bag before he can “probably not. i don’t take pictures for your team, so that would be a waste of my storage.”

he chuckles “fiesty, i like it.” he reaches out to tuck your hair behind your hear causing you to freeze “so… y/n, what’re you up tonight? any plans or-”

“yeah she’s got plans. thanks for the offer, bud.” a very familiar voice interrupts.

you look up to find luke glaring at jeremy who stands there completely un phased by his presence.

uh oh.

“i don’t remember you introducing yourself as y/n, bud.” jeremy taunts

double uh oh.

luke’s head snaps toward him since apparently he had been looking at you. “well she’s not interested in your plans because we already have something planned. so why don’t you just leave us the fuck alone.”

you look to your side to fine ethan watching you guys with a grin, you stare at him helplessly, making him laugh before disappearing into the crowd.

turning, you find jeremy rolling his eyes at luke before walking away.

well at least we know jeremy has one of his braincells left.

luke grabs your wrist and silently leads the two of you out of the arena and to his car where he tosses his bag in the backseat and places your camera bag next to it. slamming the trunk shut, he finally looks you in the eye and oh my god

luke’s eyes are dark and his jaw is set tight. his jealousy was obvious just by the tone of his voice but finally looking at him it was so obvious that not only was he jealous but he was also pissed the fuck off.

but why?

“lukey?” you call softly, but he shakes his head before opening the passenger side door.

“get in the car, y/n.”

you huff but get into the car and wait for luke to start driving. after a couple of awkward minutes of driving you break the silence.

“you played really well.”

he stays silent.

“i-i’m really proud of you and i think i hurt my throat from screaming so much.”

you watch as his lips tug into a small smile but it’s gone as soon as it’s there.

“who is he?”

“huh?”

“who is he? that guy at the rink?”

“i think he said his name was jonah.”

he blows out a puff of air. “why were you letting him flirt with you?”

“why wouldn’t i?”

“he’s a stranger!”

“well, that’s kinda the idea of meeting new people luke! and it’s not like i’m breaking any rules by letting him flirt with me. i dont have boyfriend!”

“but-!”

“but what, luke?!”

he groans before pulling the car over. “but he can’t flirt with you!”

“jesus christ luke, why can’t he flirt with me?! what’s so bad about a guy actually showing interest in me and not just overlooking me-”

you’re interrupted by luke smashing his lips to yours (ultimately shutting you up). his hands tangle in your hair as yours cup his jaw as both your stomach’s erupt with butterflies.

luke pulls away and whispers against your lips “he can’t flirt with you because your mine. god y/n, you’ve been mine since the day we met.”

“well then next time you should just man up and say that.”

he grins and kisses you again before he re-starts the car.

and barely two minutes into the drive he says “there won’t be a next time, because i promise to make sure every single person in the state of michigan knows that you’re mine and only mine.”

and boy did he keep his promise.

[weasleypogues]

fight club (p.h.)

request: hii can i request smth angsty with pope ? maybe it could end well for both the reader and him but overall it’s just filled with angst and slow burn and tension ? ty xx

ofc lovieee!!! loving this pope recognition finally!! :)

this will be a two part becuause this was longer than i expected!!! part 2 here!!!

masterlist.

you literally felt like you could not sit still. anger was pulsating through your veins as you paced back and forth on the porch of the chateau. you also felt the piercing eyes of pope follow you back and forth as you struggled to form a cohesive sentence.

“it’s just- ugh! she can’t get away with this! she thinks because she’s a kook that i’ll be begging for her forigveness and shit like i’m a starving peasant just to save my reputation! i’m a fucking pogue, i don’t have a reputation to uphold!” you spat as your hands clenched together so hard you swear you were going to accidentally draw blood from your palms.

vanessa was a kook that you never had problems with when you were kids because you two had a friendship that was secretive and playful because of opposing groups. it wasn’t until middle school was when she ditched you, similar to kie and sarah’s relationship. thankfully for them, they sorted it out. however, vanessa was bitter and bitchy every chance she could get. 

“yes (y/n)! keep it fiesty! i wanna see you win a good cat fight.” jj egged you on.

“you’re gonna make yourself go crazy if you don’t just sit down.” pope spoke in a sterner tone than you would have expected. but as the rage filled you from vanessa, pope’s tone was not helping. you felt a tinge of hurt in your chest as he expressed his clear stress and annoyance with you. but you weren’t going to let it go that easily; not in this state.

“i’m fine just the way i am, thanks.” you responded just as passive-aggressively as he did. you literally had to restrain yourself from rolling your eyes so you wouldn’t egg this on, because the last thing you needed was for pope of all people to be on your bad side. 

you heard him scoff from behind you and his footsteps faded away. you spun around so quickly, maybe even too quickly to play it cool, to just see a flash of him as he turned the corner. your eyes flashed to john b, kie, and jj who had expressions that were just as shocked as your own.

“what’s his problem?” you asked, expecting an answer real quick before you had to go investigate it yourself. your teeth grinded against each other and you felt your face and ears go hot. 

“he probably just doesn’t think this is worth it (y/n/n).” kiara stated, trying to give him the benefit of the doubt and giving you a look that said don’t let it get to you. kiara shared a quick glance with john b and jj, which definitely did not go unnoticed by you.

“w-what was that? that little look you three shared?” you asked pointing your finger at them interchangeably and confused but angrily eager to find out. you raised your eyebrows, expecting another speedy answer as you finally turned towards jj who held his hands up in defense and bit his tongue. 

“cut pope some slack. you’ve been looking for trouble lately (y/n), it’s been keeping him on edge each time.” john b responded and slapped his hands on this thighs before getting up off the couch. you felt your cheeks get a little hot and your jaw drop slightly.

pope was trying to be protective of you. this was not a secret that you and pope were always flirty with each other but neither of you ever acted on it. both keeping the same sad mindset, if they wanted to, they would. everytime you talked about this with kiara and sarah at a girls’ night, they playfully judged you for thinking like that and tried to encourage you to just go for it. 

you took a deep inhale and relaxed your shoulders and face, feeling the tension ease up on your body. “she’s asking for it...look i don’t want to make pope upset or anything but vanessa can’t keep pulling this shit. she’s asking for her teeth to get knocked in.” you huffed out as you grabbed your backpack and phone to hop on your bike and head home. 

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your grabbed your phone and backpack as you headed back outside to your bike. you didn’t even bother to text the rest of the group about catching a ride to tonights kegger because you were just a little fired up from earlier. they were your friends and if this were any other case, they would be backing you up. why is this time any different?

you’re recalling yourself getting ready. stud earrings because she can grab hold of hoops. your hair in two braids because there was less surface area for her to snatch onto. sneakers to make a run for it in case shit gets bad. 

what the rest of them don’t understand is that not only was vanessa mean, spoiled, and made your existence on the obx difficult, was that you had a bumpy past with her. more than just losing a friend. she made up a rumor based on fake ideas that she overheard her parents talking about. when she would run into you on the street with her other kook friends at the ripe age of 13, she would be a bystander as they spat insults your way. that always caused a strain in your friendship. 

until one day, she started the picking on first. she judged you on your family’s financial situation and said quote-by-quote “i heard her mom cheats on her dad with all of her little pogue friend’s dads. who knows, they could actually be related and we wouldn’t know. she’s a whore and i’m sure she’ll end up just like her.” tears still brim your eyes at that memory. you wouldn’t dare tell the rest of the pogues, whether it was out of embarassment or fear. it was best for them and their own minds that it was never brought up again. since then, it seems like constant torture from her. 

you pulled up on the beach and hopped off your bike as your tires were definitely not made for the sand. you laid it on a tree and made a b-line to the keg that john b was basically guarding. “thought we’d hear from you.” you heard kiara state as she sat on the sand and glanced up at you, squinting her eyes to keep the remaining sun from basically burning them.

“yeah well, just got a lot on my mind.” you responded. you didn’t want to be so abrupt with them but your blood was basically boiling with the idea of vanessa. john b stared between you and kiara and handed you a full red solo cup which you gladly took, taking a gulp.

“soooo...” jj started, throwing an arm around your shoulder, “cat fight tonight?” you felt a chuckle rise out of you as you playfully rolled your eyes.

“if you’re lucky enough, maybe you’ll get front row.” you joked, sending a smirk jj’s way and taking another gulp. you felt a presence behind you and turned to be faced with pope. his facial expression had clearly changed from what you saw from him last time. he looked almost guilty and concerned rather than aggravated. 

“come to snap at me again?” you said, turning towards the horizon on the water. looking into his eyes right now was difficult. maybe because it was the idea that you knew some part of you wanted to snap at him for him snapping at you earlier but you couldn’t make another enemy. not tonight. 

“about that...can i actually talk to you for a minute?” pope muttered, instincitvely cracking his knuckles, clearly scared to tread on water. you felt your shoulders relax and your facial muscles follow suit. placing your drink and backpack on the ground you followed a few paces behind him, closer to the sand where the tide was rolling in. although he didn’t stop, he wanted this to be a walk and talk situation. 

you strolled beside him, both of your hands slightly brushing against each other every now and then. while neither of you took initiative to grab the others’ hand, neither of you pulled your hands out of that pathway either. that connection and touch felt nice. it was reassuring that his snappiness, along with your own, was out of love and protection of each other. 

“you won’t be happy with what i’m about to say...” pope started, basically holding his breath.

“so why say it, pope? i know it sounds bad to say outloud but, why not just let me fight her? she has made my existence so unbearably difficult on this island and has slandered my name and countless others of those i love too much and for too long. i’m sick of being a pushover and letting her get away with it because of mommy and daddy’s money. im done!” you blurted out, letting more info out than you expected. “why does it bother you so much? if this was topper and john b going at it, or rafe and jj? which keep in mind, both have actually happened, i’m sure you would be more hesitant to stop them.”

your strolling came to a sudden halt as pope took a step directly in front of you, face to face. he looked longingly into your eyes, somewhat darting back and forth between your own eyes to search for an answer to his questions or even an answer to yours. 

“(y/n)! i can’t see you get hurt. i know how badly you want to do this and how much it means to you but in the end, what is it going to get you? an even worse reputation among kooks, bloody nose, and a black eye? is it worth it?” pope rambled drasticaly. 

“it is worth it! and i’m so thankful that you care about me and my well being and everything in between but this is something that i have to do. once and for all. i’m not putting myself and everyone i love through this torture anymore. and if that means beating the shit out of her and getting a bloody lip and battered up on the way, than so be it!” you responded, using your hands quite animatedly throughout the performance. the waves seemed like the loudest thing on earth as you awaited an answer from pope. he looked defeated and anxious, knowing that there was no getting through to you for this. 

“i-” pope started before cutting himself off, looking deafeated yet again. he ran his hands over his face in frustration and as he let his eyes shine over the tips of his fingers, they locked with yours. you felt stuck in place and in a trance for a split second before you felt a pair of hands on your waist and soon enough, you were lip locked with pope. 

instantly you pulled away, your heart feeling full and your legs feeling limp. your hands made their way to his jawline, slightly caressing his cheeks and neck as you pulled him back into the kiss, elongating it. 

he pulled away, shocked yet proud with himself. you could not help the small smile that made it’s way onto your face as your cheeks felt hot immediately. “i can’t believe i’m saying this but...fuck it. beat the shit out of vanessa.” 

the small smile grew as a laugh escaped your lips. you were quick to grab his hand as you both made your way back towards the kegger that was becoming a little more dense as the minutes passed. sarah, kiara, jj, and john b’s eyes were quick to fall on your interlocked hands with pope. both of you kept quiet, playing it nonchalantly. but you couldn’t help but notice pope’s look to john b and jj, all with smirks lined up on their faces.

part two out later!! :) 

[numba99]

I’m In Control

Summary: you decide its time you take a lil control in the bedroom Word count: 1.9k it felt a lot longer writing it but okay

Warnings: smut, restraints, honestly pure filth. Also I didn’t proof read im sorry please ignore typos

You sat in you bed, watching your boyfriend, Tyler, play some sports video game. Why he spent his life stressing about sports games, just to come home stressing about fake sports games you never quite understood. But he liked it, so you kept that point yourself. Usually you didn’t really attention, either scrolling through your phone or watching something on your laptop, but today you couldn't keep your eyes off Tyler.

Maybe it was his hair that had hit the perfect level of messy curls, or maybe it was the way he was licking his lip in deep concentration, but something about him today was making him more irresistible than usual. As you watched, a thought you had been playing around with for the past few weeks popped into your mind.

When you and Tyler were in bed, Tyler always took control. It wasn’t really a super aggressive thing by any means, but he liked being in charge. Even when you were on top, it was always him calling the shots. And you didn't mind that, you thought it was sexy how he got more dominant in bed and made everything about you. God knows he was the best sexual partner you’ve ever had, so you couldn’t really complain.

But still, there was a part of you that wanted a taste of being in charge. The thought of bossing him around a little was appealing to you more than you ever thought it would. You weren’t sure if he would be into it, and you were kinda nervous to bring it up. But today, with him looking the way he did, you just needed to say something.

“Hey Tyler,” you said, setting your phone down on the nightstand.

“Yeah babe?” he replied, eyes still glued to the TV.

“I wanna try something,” you replied, trying to formulate the best way to put it.

“What?” 

Might as well be straightforward. “I wanna fuck you.”

That got his attention. He nearly dropped the controller, fumbling to pause the game to look at you. “You wanna what?”

His eyes on you brought a blush to your cheek, suddenly making you feel much more shy. The bit of nerve you built up quickly dissipating. Oh well, you couldn’t  back down now. “I wanna fuck you.”

“As in...”

“As in I want to take charge,” you finished his sentence.

A devilish grin spread across his face, “Alright yeah. That sounds fun.”

“Really?” you asked, expecting at least some sort of push back.

“Why not? Sounds kinda hot if you ask me,” Tyler replied.

“Alright,” you replied, “Get on the bed then.”

Tyler raised a brow at you, “Right now?”

“I mean unless you have something better to do,” you nodded to the video game that was still paused. Tyler quickly shut it off, lying down on the bed next to you.

“Now what master?”

You rolled your eyes, playfully slapping his chest, “Okay you don’t need to call me that. Just give me a minute.” You hopped up, heading for your closet. This idea you had could potentially be too far, but fuck it why not. You walked to the back corner of the room, where you kept your little stash of sex toys. You dug through the pile, finally finding what you wanted.

“Handcuffs?” Tyler noted as you emerged, swinging the set around your finger. 

“Yeah, you use ‘em on me all the time. I figure it’s my turn to have some fun with them,” you replied nonchalantly. You didn’t want to freak him out and have him think you were gonna go overboard or anything. Of course, if he said no you wouldn't use them, but you really really wanted to. 

“Damn, I kinda like this side of you babe,” Tyler smirked. You couldn't help but beam a little bit. This was working out just as you had hoped.

“Shirt off,” you instructed as you made your way over to him. Tyler complied without hesitation, smiling like an idiot the whole time. You had a feeling he may not be smiling in a little bit.

You took Tyler’s wrists in your hands, pulling them above his head and cuffing them to the bed frame. He wiggled a little, confirming they were locked in place. There was something about him shirtless and constrained, looking up for more that really got you going. And by looks of the tent slowly growing his sweats, he was enjoying it too.

You ran your hands down his body, feeling the curve of his muscles on your fingertips. You’d seen his body countless times, but something about it like this... all laid out for you... it was unbelievably hot. You didn't want to waste any time, stripping off all your clothes except your underwear. He didn’t take his eyes off you - well specifically your boobs - as you slid on top of him, straddling his hips. The handcuffs clinked as Tyler tried to reach forward, as if he already forget he was tied up.

“Can't touch me,” you noted with a small smirk, rocking lightly over his length. Usually when you did this, Tyler would grab your hips and push you down harder on him. Now his only option was lifting his hips up higher, desperately trying to get more friction. You tsked, holding him down. “I don’t think so.”

Tyler let out a little groan, but didn’t protest much beyond that. You stayed like that for awhile, rocking gently against him. It was working you up as much it was working him up. You pressed your lips to his to stifle your own moans, you didn’t wanna show you were so close to losing your composure.

Eventually you couldn’t wait any longer, needing to quell the fire that was burning in your lower stomach. You quickly rid yourself of your underwear, going for Tyler’s next, but then you had an idea. He was going to have to wait a little longer to get off, but there wasn’t anything he could do about that.

“Fuck baby you look so-”

“I didn’t say you could speak,” you cut him off, inching up his body.

“Fiesty,” he smirked. You bit back a smile, letting that comment slide.

“You wanna taste me Tyler?” you asked, running your hand along his face. Your pussy was just inches from his mouth and you could feel breath hitting you. The  warm air on your aching core sending a shiver down your spine. Tyler nodded furiously, the handcuffs clanking against the bedpost.

“I wanna her you say it,” you told him, running your finger down his lips.

“I wanna taste you baby, please,” Tyler replied, sounding strained. You were finally getting to him. He listened, so you rewarded him by lowering yourself onto his lips. 

You didn’t even try to hide the moan that came out of you when you felt his mouth on you. He dove his tongue right into you, wanting desperately to taste you. His lips moved against your sensitive core, making it hard to focus. You gripped the bedpost, afraid you would topple over if you didn’t stabilize yourself.

The sounds coming out of Tyler was near pornographic. His tongue had found your clit now, working furiously over the sensitive spot. God it just felt so fucking good you could barely stand it. Maybe it was the power of being in charge going to your head, but you swore he never ate you out like this, which was saying something because the man was skilled with his mouth.

It wasn’t long before he was able to push you over the edge, cumming all over his lips. He took every last second you gave him to lap up all of your wetness. Tyler let out a groan when you finally pulled away, but you were too busy trying to keep your shaking thighs steady. They couldn’t give out now, you still had more to do.

“I think it’s time we take care of this,” you said, lightly tapping on his cock, which was straining against his boxers. You pulled them down his muscular legs, his length springing up. He looked painfully hard, pre cum leaking out of him. You just wanted to take him right then and there, but you wanted to tease him just a little more.

You positioned yourself above him, his tip just inches from your entrance. You could feel Tyler’s hips bucking up, desperately wanting to be inside you. You lifted yourself up, not letting him get what you want.

“Use your words,” you reminded him.

“Please y/n,” Tyler whined, pulling against the cuffs. You know all he want was to breakout, flip you over and take you how he wanted. But not tonight.

“You’re gonna have to do better than that Tyler,” you replied calmly.

“God please baby, I need you to fuck me, please,” He begged. Alright, you weren’t heartless, you'd give it to him. You lowered yourself slowly onto him, Tyler letting out a guttural hiss when he finally felt you around him. You savored every inch, feeling him stretch you out as got further down his length. 

You kept it slow for awhile, loving the frustrated groans that escaped Tyler’s lips. Now he knew how it felt when he teased you all slow like this. It was the best possible revenge you could image. 

“Fuck baby please fuck me faster,” Tyler said desperately. As much as you wanted to drag things out a little longer, you were already needy to get off again. So, you obliged, resting your hands on his chest to balance yourself on him so you could move faster. Tyler was licking his lips watching your tits bounce as you rode him.

You felt yourself getting closer, and you weren't sure how much longer you could keep this up. You tilted back, your hands finding his thighs and gripping them tightly. Your head lolled to the side, this knew angle hitting a sweet spot inside you. 

“It feels so fucking good,” you moaned, your nails digging into his skin. He was gonna be scratched up, but he was used to that.

“I’m so close ba- fuck,” Tyler gasped. He was right there, you could feel it.

“Cum for me, come on I wanna feel it,” you demanded, rocking your hips as quickly as you could. The words barely left your mouth and Tyler came undone. A slew of curses left his mouth as he came, highlighted by the clinking of the cuffs. The feeling of him cumming inside you was more than you could bare, setting you over the edge with him.

You slowed down, enjoying the last few moments of bliss as you both finished. The second you were off him it hit you how tired your body was, falling to the bed beside him. It gave it you a new found respect for Tyler doing this all the time.

“Babe that was so fucking hot,” Tyler said, still somewhat breathless. You smiled, brushing away the curls stuck to the sweat on his forehead. 

“You really liked it? I did okay?” you asked, though you felt like you already knew the answer.

“It was amazing,” Tyler confirmed, “Gonna need you to do that more often.” You blushed a little, surprised by his enthusiasm, but also more than happy to do that again.

“Glad you liked it,” you smirked, before giving a quick peck.

“Just one more thing,” Tyler said when you pulled away.

 “Yeah?”

Tyler wiggled his arms, “Unlock me so I can give you the big hug you deserve.” 

[lordseochangbin]

he’s back, for his princess ♔ ♕

description: you used to be the prettiest most popular girl back in high school when your boyfriend was around. but since he left for a music career, his enemies have bullied you. they’ve called theirs’ way too many times,,   until your boyfriend comes back– to claim you his once again. masterlist

a/n: wow i cant believe it. 1.2k followers?? thank you so much guys <333 

———————————— part 2

you were sobbing under the covers when trinity ran into the room. “mel.. are you okay?! changbin said-”

you peeked a little from under the covers, after your phone sex your arousal was spread all over your blankets-- and you didn’t want to make that clear to your best friend. “changbin said you were hurt?”

you sighed deeply as she showcased her concern, “it’s alright trinity, we’ll talk about it in the am okay? i just wanna sleep right now, and you should get some sleep too” you smiled a little to show your appreciation, earning a smile back from her.

“alright then.. good night mel. youre making breakfast by the way”

“fineee” you grumbled as you covered your face with the cotton sheets. 

your mind lingered around other things however. you hadn’t talked to changbin in a week or so and he called you like that? he asked about your day, but as time went on it seemed like changbin did own you. he called you whenever he wanted, whenever he needed to. maybe wooyoung was right, you thought. maybe you were changbin’s little whore. your eyes filled with tears, slipping shut as your slowly put on your pajama shorts again, discomfort between your wetness and the material. he did show concern for you, but he seemed so far away. 

i miss changbin, you thought for the billionth time that day.

a week later, you woke up to your phone filled with calls from changbin. the quicker you declined, the more he called back.as the sunshine started the brighten through your window you woke up to make trinity breakfast once again- yes you were that grateful for saving you the other day- and packed your bags to leave. 

“leaving early?” trinity asked, forced to wipe her morning eyes because the sun. you unconsciously walked to the school building, but your thoughts were someplace elsewhere. even after class, till the afternoon, your mind was still thinking about changbin. what if he was just calling you for morning sex this time? maybe that’s why he was so desperate to call this morning. “little horny fucker” you cussed, kicking a pebble with so much angst it hit someone in the shin. 

“ouch!” wooyoung sarcastically said. “fiesty now, huh babygirl?” wooyoung was walking along with two girls, selena and bailey-- both used to be in love with changbin.

you stopped your tracks, simply walking around him before bumping into mingi. “where do you think youre going? off to changbin?” he laughed

“no..” you mumbled softly before he could grab your shoulders.

“what’s wrong now? its been two years since he left, you should just end it now hmm?” bailey suggested

“yeah love, facetime calls are no better than what you could be getting from us” wooyoung winked

“fucking disgusting” you spat into wooyoungs face, shoving him off to the side. mingi was quick to grab you, pushing you onto the floor like last time. 

“god, how could he be into such a stupid bitch like you?” selena said before you could feel her foot to your face. you fell on your back, your hands quickly meeting your face to take out the pain. 

with a huff, you got back on your two feet- pushing selena onto the ground. this was not something you wanted to do, however you felt the need to keep your pride. they were degrading you on the spot, and you felt like you had to something back.

wooyoung grabbed your hand, pulling you closer to him. “hey! apologize, you little whore. god- you take on so much for your boyfriend huh?”

“what’s so bad about that?” you heard a deep yet familiar voice ask. you looked up to see a dark figure unlatch your hand from wooyoung’s, pushing him off to the side. from the angle, the sun made his face dark, as if your lord(seochangbinhhahaha) and savior was standing with in front of you, the brightness of the sky surrounding his perfect features. 

“changbin-” you spoke breathless as he helped you up.

“now i swear to fucking god, one of you guys messes with my girl and i will find you, got it?” he spat onto mingi’s face before dragging you out of the scene. 

“ch-ch-CHANGBIN.” you panted, pulling on his arm for him to stop.

he turned around, quickly pulling you into his arms. “god, i missed you so much mel” (a/n: ok sorry i just imagined him saying my name and cried omg)

tears started to fall from your eyes as the print of wooyoungs grip on your hand started to carry feeling, but changbin’s comfort next to you was enough to make you feel better.

“shh...shh.. im here now baby. and im here to stay” you looked up at changbin in confusion, “but.. but stray ki-”

“they’re all going back to school, except for chan woojin and minho, but the rest will be coming here” he whispered. your eyes looked to his hand, full of bruises from the lack of rest.

“now let’s get you home, huh?” he whispered, only to hear you hum in response. the feeling of being in his arms quickly took over your mind, your voice left speechless, eyes focused on only him. it was crazy to think he was here now for you. but it was real, you could tell.

when you two got home the kitchen was filled with trinity’s cooking, minho holding her waist as she works around some food on the stove. 

“changbin.. mel youre back!!” trinity said, moving minho to the side making him pout. 

“we already caught you two” changbin laughed as trinity slapped minho’s chest.

“ouch! hey it’s not my fault they came early” minho said, clutching onto the spot where trinity hit him. 

after awhile of talking and setting up the table together, the four of you sat around the prepared food. much discussion went on about the band and their postive outcome before dinner was long gone.

“mel.. you should be jealous. changbin was all over me in front of the cameras” minho said, making you turn to changbin. minho hands met the table as he felt a sharp pain the shin.

“fuck-- why is everyone hurting me today?” you and trinity laughed together as changbin shot piercing eyes through minho’s skin. 

after awhile the table was relaxed, and you felt a hand on your thigh. 

it started out as a surprise, your hand on top of his as he gave your thigh a tight squeeze. but then it became more. your hands fell off his as he started to move his around more.. up your shirt... down your leg... on your heated core. you let out a small gasp as you felt his tease you, shooting him a quick glare before asking trinity if she needed help.

“with this? don’t worry about it. i have to put minho to work anyways” minho pouted as he started to grab plates and before you could reply changbin decided to interrupt you. 

“sounds good, we’re gonna go to her room” 

“changbin-” you gasped as he grabbed your hand, feeling yourself being dragged out of the room. 

“wait!” minho called before changbin could open your door, “should i turn on the tv, just in case your ‘snoring’ gets too loud?” he asked with a smirk

you turned around meeting eyes with trinity, herself trying not to laugh as he hugged minho from behind

“yeah” changbin replied, “make sure to keep your volume up” he smirked, making your jaw drop as he pulled you into the room and closed the door shut behind you.

immediatly you heard the tv turn on, the volume increasing before changbin could slam your back against the wall.

“you thought i wouldn’t have you tonight, huh?” changbin purred into your ear in a deep, stirring voice. 

you closed your eyes in quick pain, his hand on top of your wrist. his hand was on top of your wrist. and it hurt like hell. 

“a-are you okay? babe?” his mean eyes quickly softened as he let go of you, “did i do something?” he asked in a caring tone

“it’s just my wrist babe.. can you go soft on me today?” you asked, your head tilting to the side as he considered the question.

changbin gently grabbed your hand by the fingertips, giving your wrist a quick kiss before kissing your shoulder,, your collar bone,, your neck,, and finally your lips. 

your hummed into the kiss as he swiped his tongue under, dominance so hard yet soft as he picked you up and placed you on the bed 

“are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asked, his body hovering over yours

“i’m okay..” you said, wrapping your hands around his neck as his strong arms caged you. “now let me see just how much you missed me” you whispered

his eyes carried stars as he examined your face. fuck, how were you so beautiful? the way you hug him, the way you kiss him, the way you talk dirty to him. he gave you a peck on the lips before stripping the both of you off. 

“i missed this” he whispered, giving you another kiss as one hand started to massage your breasts. his thumb caressed them before pinching your nipple, making your eyes shut at the feeling. his other hand was quick to find your wet core, placing two digits inside as he moved inside you.

“so wet for me already... i love it” he said as small moans started to escape your lips. your body started to roll against his, the need for movement and less distance started to feel real as changbin used his strong arm to pull you closer to him.

slowly his hand left your chest to meet your ass, giving it a tight squeeze before using it as a relief as he watched your fuck his fingers on the spot. you started to whimper loudly realizing how much damage it would be once his fingers were replaced. once he was all in you. the thought made your core dripping yet as changbin started to mumble quick “i love you’s” onto your chest.

and in that moment your felt his member slid past your folds with no warning. he placed his lips on top of yours giving you the time to get used to the stretch before moving inside you.

“i- OH-love you” you yelped as he hit your g-spot. he was soft yet so quick as he thrusted into you, his hands on both your sides so he wouldn’t crush you on top of the bed. you watched as his grip on the comforter tightened, his veins popping as his eyes fluttered at the feeling of being inside you.

“baby it’s been too long.. im gonna cum” he said

“go faster binnie” you whispered, a hand grabbed his hair as he increased his pace

your mouth stayed open, moans and grunts leaving the both of you. the bed creaking, tv blasting to cover your noises from anyone outside of your room. but you couldn’t hear anything else. all you could hear was a quick yet loud groan before changbin’s warm cum could meet your pussy. 

“babe...?” he asked as you continued to thrust yourself against him, cumming oh so fine around his member.

“i know you said to be soft today..” he said, one hand off the bed to caress your flustered cheeks “but may i remind you of who your boyfriend is? i think you forgot while i was gone” 

your eyes started to tear as he left his cock inside you. what was this? he wasn’t calling you his whore? his fucktoy? his princess? you sighed in relief, wondering why you could ever believe that he was using you, especially after coming back.

“its you changbin. you’re the love of my life” you whispered before he could place you under the sheets.

he chuckled, happy that you still loved him-even after leaving you. “i love you baby” he said

“i love you too” he replied back, placing a kiss on your forehead before grabbing a towel to clean the both of you up.

[likeadove]

Anonymous said: CHAPTER 51 GAVE ME LIFE! are Poe and Finn going to date now? And did Ben publish the comic in prison or before he got arrested?

Anonymous said: I loved the 2011 chapter!! BEN!! Sweet Ben making his own graphic novel! I could fucking cry! Bless him and Rey and Poe and YOU!

Anonymous said: i love you but i need a new chapter STAT PLEASE! i just finished reading ch 51 and im DYING I LOVE YOU AND YOUR AMAZING WRITING ABILITIES

Anonymous said: people are complaining to you about ryan and i am sitting here like... did this women make my wildest dreams about this fic a reality? Poe throws Rey a 21st birthday party? CHECK! Poe and Rey wasted? CHECK! Poe and Finn make out? CHECK! Ben gets his shit together in prison? CHECK! Poe and Finn dating? CHECK! The first appearance of Kylo Ren? CHECK! Girl keep on doing you. We love it.Feel like I am in a mini van magic carpet & I am yelling QUIET so I can hear Aladian show us a whole new world!

Anonymous said: I absolutely love your characterization of Rey. She's still that fiesty girl she's always been but she's grown as a person and is even more accepting than she used to be. Side note: I can't believe it's been 3 years! Like I totally get why you're doing it but I can't imagine what that would be like. I can't go more than a week or 2 at most without seeing my bff let alone talking to her. And Rey's almost done with college!! What? And Ven published a graphic novel! And Finn and Poe! I love it all!

Anonymous said: 51 WAS ONE OF THE BEST CHAPTERS YET OMGOMG. i smiled the whole way through. you are a goddamn blessing you know that?? AGH *flails away*

Anonymous said: Have you ever thought of writing professionally? Your writing is so amazing, and I love how you continue to build each character in each chapter. I miss Ben so much and I can’t wait for possible Ben V.S Ryan intersections ;). You story is so amazing, I can’t put words to it! Keep being amazing

Anonymous said: Ah I LOVED chapter 51 of plant a house! So wonderful to see Rey’s relationship with Poe evolve into more of an adult friendship. I wonder though, when Poe had that mischievous look in his eye when he said Ben was happy for her re: Ryan, if in fact Ben is quite the opposite... Also, if the “you’ll see” and wink was about more than the graphic novel...

Thank you so much guys! I’m so glad y’all love the latest chapter. I’ve been sitting on the Kylo Ren reveal for a hot minute.

Also, I’ve had a few readers express intense enthusiasm because “you can’t get published like that from prison so BEN HAS BE OUT OF PRISON NOW YAY!”

*shuffles feet* *very small voice* That’s not what Google said...

So, regardless on whether or not you can or can’t, in this story Ben definitely published the graphic novel from prison and is STILL in prison as of the end of chapter 51. I’m pretty sure most everyone didn’t think otherwise, but just in case, hopefully this clears up some confusion.

I honestly can’t express how appreciative of you all for your support for this fic! I’m feeling very inspired so hopefully I’ll have a little something for you guys tonight :D