#bitch you should've mated him then!!!!

[righteousdelusions]

You gonna write infidelity with omegaverse, make those bitches be mated

[surielstea]

Bejeweled Daggers

Based on this request.

Pairing: Azriel x Bimbo!FemReader

Summary: Reader struggles to find her place in the Inner Circle, Az comforts her.

Warnings: Amren’s a bitch but it’s canon | angst (not inflicted by Az) | Hurt/Comfort

3.8k words

I pad into my mate's study with a wild grin on my face, holding my minidress tight to my body as I approach the male who was peacefully reading.

"The others will be here any minute," I croon and Azriel's eyes drag from the page of his book to me, raking up my figure, the strapless dress putting the expanse of my neck and collar bone on display. "Can you tie me?" I whirl around and as a reply he grips the strings of my corset and then pulls tight, knowing exactly how much I hated it when it was too loose.

"I haven't seen this dress," He muttered as he tied the strings into bows. I turn my head to look at him.

"Cause I bought a new one, duh," I roll my eyes. "I should've guessed," He smiled softly and once he was done with my corset I spun back around.

"You like it? The clerk said it looked like it was made for me when I tried it on," I flash him a toothy grin and he returns it with a smirk.

"It's very pretty, but we talked about length," He hums and I groan, slinging my arms around his neck.

"C'mon Azzie, everyone knows I'm yours," I sing, kissing up the column of his throat, he swallows thickly in control.

"Cassian needs a reminder," The shadow singer grumbled beneath his breath and I giggled, rising onto the tips of my toes and pecking his lips, which he returned chastely.

"You're so cute," I say and he smiles down at me.

"Likewise, love," He inclines and presses a kiss to my temple, then pecks all over my face until he finally finds my lips.

I sling my arms around the back of his neck and lean closer, pulling him into me as my chest presses against his.

I smile against the feel of his lips sealed over mine, the familiarity and warmth of it making me grin like a madwoman. He pulled back with a sloppy smirk and I giggled at the blush tinging his cheeks, reaching forward and wiping the lipgloss off his bottom lip. "If you ruined my makeup I'm gonna kill you," I threaten and he shakes his head.

"It's just lipgloss," He shrugs innocently, clearly guilty of messing it up.

"It's expensive, I can't reapply it every five seconds because you want to kiss me," I reason and he frowns.

"I'll buy you all the lipgloss you want," He hums. "Just let me kiss you," He sighed, his hands roaming from my waist down to the curve of my ass, gripping it in his large hands. I squeal at his sudden urge and pull him closer, pressing a soft kiss to his neck.

"Now you're all glittery," I murmur, pulling away and wiping at his neck.

"Everything you touch turns to glitter," He says and I scowl up at him. "In a good way, my love," He smiles down at me but before my grin can return he adds, "Except that one time you bedazzled truth-teller, don't ever do that again," He said, his voice cold but my mischievous giggle cut right through it.

"It was so funny when you had to torture that guy with a sparkly knife," I murmur past my laugh and he glares at me.

"It took me weeks to get that shit off, I'm still finding sequins on it," He sighed and I only continue to cackle, entirely forgetting that Cassian and I had done that when Azriel foolishly left the sacred knife out on the counter.

"I was trying to teach you a lesson," I roll my eyes.

"Yeah? What lesson is that?" He looks down at me pointedly and I smile like a maniac.

"Not to leave sharp objects out," I shrug.

"You're right, I should've known two fully grown five hundred-year-olds would put glitter on my knife," He grumbled.

"Or, children, I'm just saying don't make a habit out of putting weapons in low places," I add, wrapping my arms around his torso, propping my chin up on his chest as I stare up at him. He looks at me with slight shock. This is the first time I had ever expressed wanting a child before, to say he was stunned as well as relieved was an understatement.

A knock at the front door makes his shoulders tense and I beam, rising onto my toes and pecking his lips before slipping from his grasp and leaving the office.

When I opened the door I was met with a wide-grinned Cassian and a thoroughly annoyed Nesta. My smile matches the Illyrian’s and I open the door wider for them to come in. "You guys are early," I croon.

"Cassian insisted on it," Nesta huffs, shucking off her jacket and hanging it on the hook

"Oh don't act like you don't want to be here," I beam wildly at her. "Or are you still pissed I missed training?" I sigh dramatically.

"For the third time in a row? Yes," She nodded, making her way to the dining table where a charcuterie board sat lined with cheeses and crackers, she opted for a grape, popping it into her mouth with a contemplative look on her face.

"I don't understand, if Azriel shows up to help train what are you doing at home?" She grumbled but before I could reply Azriel's arm slithers around my waist.

"She insists on getting her beauty rest," Azriel excuses and I smile wickedly.

"It's not my fault I'm tired after you keep me up all night," I tease and Nesta's cheeks flush pink, making me giggle. "I'll come to the next training I promise, I'm sure Cassian will have my head if I don't," I say, looking to the warrior who was currently stuffing his mouth full of cheese and crackers, not paying any mind to the three of us.

The knock at the door makes my grin falter slightly but Azriel was quick to answer it.

I had always been the closest with Nesta out of everyone in the inner circle. Feyre was kind and Rhys was charming, but they all kind of looked at me as if I was only some ditzy girl. Which, granted, wasn't far off but they belittled me and took pity on Azriel for being stuck with a girl like me as a mate. Nesta saw the way they looked at me and knew how it felt to be undermined.

Azriel had reassured me a multitude of times that I was the only one for him, that I was a Carynthian warrior far greater than a pretty face. "Deep breaths," Nesta mumbles as Amren, Rhysand, and Feyre with Nyx in her arms file into the house. I bump her lightly with my shoulder and she returns it playfully.

I greeted the guests with a bright smile on my face, and Nyx was particularly pleased to see me. "Hi, little lord," I say as I take the two-year-old from Feyre's arms, propping him on my hip.

"Auntie I missed you," He clings to my side, nuzzling his face into my shoulder and I giggle.

“I think Uncle Az and I are watching you soon," I say and he cheers with a wide smile, that smile is one of the reasons I wanted a kid in the first place. If baby fever was a person, it'd take the form of Nyx.

The inner circle had come over to talk strategy on how to get each court to sign Rhysand's new peace treaty, humans included. Apparently, they've been working on this since the war with Hybern, the entire thing managing to fly under my radar.

Everyone was in the sitting room, staring at a large map of Prythian sprawled out on the coffee table along with dates and schedules scribbled along the borders of it. I had tuned out most of what they were saying, using confusing language and names of people whom I did not know made me lose interest and grow frustrated with my lack of comprehension.

I stuffed my face into Azriel's neck defeated, my legs sprawled over his lap as he traced with the hem of my skirt.

"You tired, baby?" He murmurs quietly and I shake my head no with a huff. "What's wrong, hm?" He nudges the side of my face with his nose and I slowly lift from the crook of his shoulder to look at him.

"I'm just confused, I don't know this stuff," I sigh, toying with my hands anxiously. His fingers intertwine with my fidgeting ones, calming me. I hated not understanding, it put me on edge. Being raised in the hewn city without a clue of what the real world was supposed to look like would do that to you.

"I'll walk you through it later tonight okay?" He tilts his head and I nod with creased brows. His other hand comes to my jaw, scarred thumb brushing over my cheek reassuringly. "Don't worry so much, I'll explain whatever you want alright?" He stresses and I reply with a dip of my head, then lean on his shoulder again.

I place soft pecks on his neck throughout the rest of the meeting, ignoring the others and focusing on my mate, and him alone. After a few more minutes of just dwelling there, attempting to tune out their words I begin to wear out and know better than to distract Azriel with my boredom.

I swing my legs off of Azriel's lap and stand with quiet movements. Azriel looked up at me curiously, hand linking with mine, silently asking where I was going.

"I think you're right, I'm just tired," I whisper and he hesitates, then inevitably nods— but before I can leave his grasp he pulls me closer, quietly demanding a kiss with a dramatic pucker of his lips. I roll my eyes at his dramatics but lean down nonetheless and chastely plant a kiss on his mouth.

"I'll see you in the morning, alright?" I murmur against his lips and he nods with a soft smile. I mirror it and he allows me to leave his hold. "Night Nes," I pat her shoulder and she looks up at me tiredly.

"I better see you at training tomorrow," She warns and I wave her off with a flick of my hand.

"We'll see," I tease as I travel down the hall.

I tried to sleep but it hadn't come. Truthfully I wasn't tired, I just wanted to get away from the stares of the others. I could still feel their eyes on me. Defiling and obvious like they weren't trying to hide their dislike for me.

I run a bath, eager to wash that feeling of their eyes on me off. I tie my hair up and add soaps and oils to the water, running my hand under it until it gets hot before stripping down and stepping into the basin that was slowly filling. A shiver runs down my spine at the sudden change of temperature, my body tensing at first then muscles relaxing into the water. I sigh in slight relief and lean onto the back of the tub, pearlescent bubbles slowly beading along the surface of the water in a pastel pink shade.

I smile and gather a pile of foam in my hands, lightly blowing air into them and creating a larger bubble. I smile but the expression drops when I hear a loud shout over the sound of the running water. I crease my brows when I recognize the voice as Azriel’s.

Quickly I turn off the faucet and allow the room to go silent. Azriel never shouted, so I was confused as to what all the ruckus was about.

“You have no right to speak of her like that,” My mate claims on the other side of the wall and my back straightens at the coldness in his voice. He was beyond angry.

“I’m just saying, she doesn’t really belong with the rest of us,” Amren’s unmistakable voice made the water around me suddenly feel cold.

“What the hel is wrong with you?” Nesta spews.

“She's my mate, I don’t give a fuck if you think she belongs or not,” Azriel claims, and my eyes widen, my hands coming up to my mouth. They were talking about me. Quickly I move closer to the wall, hovering beside it to get better audibility. Was it eavesdropping if it was me they were discussing?

“Amren you promised you wouldn’t do this,” A voice sighed so quietly I couldn’t make out who it was.

“You talked about this before you came?” Nesta rages, her voice louder as if she was standing now.

“She’s a Carynthian, most of you can’t even claim that title yet you’re so quick to underestimate her,” Cassian’s defending voice was close, like he was leaning against the connecting wall between me and the sitting room.

“I’m only stating the truth, what does she bring to the table?” Amren continued and I could practically feel Azriel’s bloodlust seeping through the walls, the lights of the bathroom flickered and I realized he was draining the light, his shadows absorbing any existing brightness.

“Get out of my fucking house,” Azriel seethes and offers no other words to the eldest of the group and I imagine she stormed off because the next thing I hear is the front door slamming shut.

There's a moment of shared silence, but no words come before the same door opens and shuts again.

There were muttering and sighs in the next room over but there were no words I was capable of making out. I could tell by the tone as well as the femininity that it was Nesta speaking, I could only assume Cassian stuck around with her as well and was proven correct when I heard the familiar warmth of his voice a moment later.

It wasn’t long before they left as well. Leaving the house silent and the lights dim.

I couldn’t help but let the tears slip from my eyes, I felt pathetic for silently crying over Amren’s lone opinion but it hurt. The inner circle knew Azriel better than anyone, if they truly thought I didn’t bring anything forward then perhaps I wasn’t the one for Azriel, maybe the cauldron managed to get it wrong, even if I loved him more than anything.

“Love?” The soft knock at the door makes me startle, quickly wipe away my tears as I move away from the wall I had my ear pressed to.

“Come in,” My voice cracks but I pray he didn’t recognize it. The door creaks, shadows come in first, then him. I smile at him softly and he mirrors it.

“I thought you were going to bed?” He asks and I shrug.

“Couldn’t sleep,” I murmur and he comes closer, grabbing the stool from my vanity and pulling it to the rim of the tub, placing himself on it and I find myself amused at the view of the intimidating Shadow Singer on my fluffy pink stool.

“You hear all that?” He creases his brows. I give a dip of my head with a small frown pulling at my lips. “Don’t let it get to you, alright?” He stresses and I nod again while muttering, “I know.”

He sighs, his expression softening as I avoid his gaze and continue to admire the pastel bubbles that made the room smell like peaches. “Come over here, I’ll wash your hair,” He offers and I flick my eyes up to him with a small look of hesitance, he nods reassuringly and I do as he says, turning around and backing myself against his side of the tub.

He tilted my head back before pouring warm water down my locks, running his hands through it smoothly with the gentlest of detangles when he found a knot near the ends. After my hair was successfully wet he lathered it in my most luxurious shampoo. I cared deeply about my appearance, it took a lot of time to look as pretty as I did, but at this moment I hadn’t felt any of it, just dejection and a sense of exclusion.

Shadows dipped into the water and then sprung from the surface in playful loops, noticing my low spirits and attempting to cheer me up. I smile and reach my hand out towards the darkness, to which the strands swirl up my forearm excitedly. Azriel rinses the soap from my hair before moving onto the conditioner. “Do you want to talk about it?” I tilt my head back, catching a glimpse of him from my peripherals.

“There’s nothing to talk about, I know I love you and that’s all that matters” He replies and a frown pulls at my lips. “Unless you want to talk?” His hands freeze their massage on my scalp. “I’m fine,” Lie. “I don’t need comfort, and I don’t need to be protected,” I murmured. “But I appreciate you defending me,” I turn my hand to the side to look at him with a weak smirk.

“I can tell when you’re lying, love,” He intones and I flush looking back down to the suds in the water.

“Okay so maybe what Amren said got to me,” I huff. “She was right,” I confess.

“She wasn’t,” Azriel’s tone was unwavering with no hesitance. There was no swaying him.

“Azriel, think about it. What do I bring to the table?” I ask as he washes the conditioner from my hair.

“You made all the food, and set up the whole meeting,” He explains and I roll my eyes.

“You would’ve had the meeting with or without the food, the fact that’s the only thing you can come up with shows just how pathetic I am,” I spell out and his expression hardens before he says, “You didn’t let me finish.”

I look at him longingly, then let out a sigh, hinting that he can continue. “Don’t worry about what you bring to a war meeting, it’s not your scene and that’s okay,” He murmurs, gathering a fluffy towel for me as I step out of the warm bath.

“But it’s your scene,” I argue as he wraps the warmed towel around me, his hands patting down my body until I am dry.

“I love that we’re different, you’re a breath of fresh air from all of that, like sunlight in a cell,” He smiled, scarred hands coming up to cup my cheeks. I never forgot Azriel’s background, how torturous his half-brothers were, his father locking him up in that cell like he was some kind of animal. “We’re cauldron fated, made for each other aren’t we?” He points out.

“My parents are mates and my father used my mother until she died,” I state. “You don’t have to like each other, you’re just paired on offspring,” I shrug and a soft smile pulls at the corners of his lips.

“But I do love you and that won’t ever change, isn’t that enough?” He asks and I look up at him, into those familiar eyes that always managed to read me like an open book.

“I don’t want to come between you and your friends,” I whisper.

“You’re not, Amren’s always going to have her issues until you risk your life or save someone else’s, she’s just like that,” He shrugs.

“Okay,” A shiver runs down my spine from the cold of the room against my dripping hair.

He notices and guides me out of the bathing chamber into our bedroom. He walks me to the armoire where he collects my softest nightgown and a pair of undergarments.

Silently he helps me get dressed, his touches tender and reassuring as he slips the cotton underwear up my thighs then pulls my baby pink nightgown over my head.

I walk over to my nightstand and brush through my damp hair a few times before slipping into the bed with a tired yawn.

Azriel climbed in next to me after stripping until he was half-naked. His arm wraps around my waist and he pulls me right into him, my hands press against his bare chest and he smiles down at me. “Feel better?” He mumbles and I nod with a smile, it was the truth. I was coming across the realization that it didn’t quite matter if I thought I belonged or not, because I knew I loved Azriel, and I knew no one could rip me away from him even if they tried.

“I love you too, by the way,” I whisper and he presses a kiss to my forehead before a smirk stretches over his lips.

“I know,” He murmurs.

I look up at him with a beaming grin, then scoot up only an inch to press my lips onto his, my hand coming up to his cheek as I bare my soul onto his with the action, so innocent yet so powerful, like an electric charge between us, a current of both devotion and admiration that was outmatched against anything I had ever felt before, and the sensation returned every time his lips were on mine.

“Go to sleep love, you have to get some rest because I think Nesta might take down that door if you don’t show up to training tomorrow,” He hums and I groan, remembering I had to stay true to my word. “Valkyrie forced to do Valkyrie training, a true travesty,” He mumbled into my neck, dipping his head down into it.

“Shut up, Azzie,” I pout, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck and pulling him into my breasts to silence him.

“Yes ma’am,” He mumbles dreamily and I giggle, loosening my arms so he can look up at me. I pinch my lower lip between my teeth as I brush his hair back, admiring his sharp features. I run my thumb down the bridge of his nose, then trace beneath his lips that I never got sick of kissing.

“We could sleep, or we could find a better use of our time?” I suggest.

“I’m not fucking you senseless then forcing you to go to training tomorrow, you’d be too sore,” He shakes his head.

“Then don’t fuck me senseless?” I suggest.

“You know I’m incapable,” He replies and I crack a smile because I know he’s right. He pushes up and chastely pecks my lips.

“After training tomorrow we will, you always look your best in those tight leathers anyways,” He smiles, his hand coming to my upper thigh, notably gripping it for emphasis.

“I think I just always look my best,” I toss back and he nods.

“Also true,” He murmurs. “Now sleep, I’ll be here in the morning,” He mumbled tiredly and I nodded, leaning down once more and pressing one last kiss to his lips.

“Night night, Azzie,” I murmur.

“Goodnight, my love,”

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MRS CLARKEY | g. clarke

summary: a scroll through your internet presence as 'mrs clarkey'. [social media AU.]

pairing: fem!reader x george clarke

faceclaim: steph hui

notes: first piece for mrs george out of the wag universe. steph is gonna be the main fc I use for mrs clarkey, hopefully you like it! this is the longest one I've done so far.. definitely want to do a fic for their first meeting and for the useless hotline podcast- maybe even the ski trip!

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yourinstagram happy halloween 💋💋

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user you're literally so hot y/n

user I want to be you so bad

user how can I look like that

user jeez u flexible or something baby?

user the dress? the hair? the makeup??? unreal

yourinstagram thank you!! I did it myself xxx

user shes godly

user have fun tonight!!

user she's the only girl I know to have an impromptu photoshoot and then go out drinking

yourinstagram gotta take the outfit for a spin!!!

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georgeclarkeey you should've seen the other guy!

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user george wth

user its the vomit on the cheerleading outfit for me

chrismd10 looking good mate

wroetoshaw nice eyebrow....... eyebrow singular

georgeclarkeey yes I got that thank you

user AS IF Y/N FOUND HIM ON HER NIGHT OUT

user I KNOW!! I came from her tweets after everyone tagging this guy

chrismd10 you getting referred to as 'this guy' on your own post is so funny to me

georgeclarkeey well, you're huge aren't you?

imallexx loving the new look mate

user waiting for y/n to join the comments 🫣

user me too 😶😶

yourinstagram its great to know what you look like with both of your eyebrows george! a pleasure to have met you, despite the circumstances...

georgeclarkeey my left eyebrow was too intimidated by seeing betty boop in the flesh it ran away!

user my heart 😭

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yourinstagram went on the useless hotline podcast this week to talk about me saving the george clarke! thank you very much for having me boys 🤍

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user she's just so pretty

user as if model queen y/n saved youtuber george clarke 😭 not over that at all

georgeclarkeey always a pleasure, you're welcome back anytime you feel like scraping me off of the pavement

yourinstagram anytime you need me, I'll be there to call the ambulance

user LOVE that coat

georgeclarkeey also feeling something.. or someone.. is missing from this post?

yourinstagram idk what you want from me here clarke

max_balegde ahhhhhh!!!!!! such a pleasure to meet the woman that singlehandedly saved my co-host from death <3 thanks so much for coming on, martini besties for life now

yourinstagram call me anytime you need multiple olives!!!

max_balegde three olives, extra dry!!

user stop I hope they all stay friends 😭

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yourinstagram casual 'saved your life/face' dinner post

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user nahhhhhhhhh because this is a date

user y/n looks so good 😭😭

user lets not ignore George Clarke wearing something other than a t-shirt

chrismd10 impressed you managed to get him in slacks!

georgeclarkeey your mum brought them for me

user THAT DRESS

user I just wanna be you y/n

user George has major cake its not funny

max_balegde literally should be criminal

georgeclarkeey you saved my life I am eternally grateful

yourinstagram 👽👽👽

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yourinstagram visiting the mountain tops with some new friends x

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user bitch we know that's george clarkey, fess up

max_balegde the love of my life really tbh, you look sooooo good

yourinstagram max I'll cry

user drop the link for the jackets!!

user that is george clarke's watch missy

user so you just so happen to be on a ski trip at the same time at george and his friends?????????? coincidence? I think NOT

user I know george is using ever fibre of his being not to comment on this right now

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georgeclarkeey there's 'snow' way it's this cold in the mountains

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user Y/N TAKE OF THE SKI MASK COWARD

user we literally know it's her

chrismd10 handsome fellas

user literally just tell us you're dating guys

wroetoshaw high altitude my friend

user love these pics of the boys together

arthurtv distinguished skiers and snowboarders

charliehutchens really good ones too

user do you think y/n had to throw her phone out of her hotel room to stop herself from commenting?

user yes, yes I do

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yourinstagram out and about ✈️🗺️

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user should we tell y/n that she posted a picture of George in the 4th slide and then proceeded to cut his head out of the 6th one????

user let her live in peace I guess

user wow no one is immune to stupidity these days 😭

user can't believe they took her so young

georgeclarkeey you're not getting that poster back

yourinstagram if you dont return my harry styles poster I will sue

georgeclarkeey I live with a lawyer, so good luck with that darling

user DARLING???? LITERALLY JUST PUNCH ME IN THE FACE NEXT TIME GEORGE

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georgeclarkeey chris informed us that you all know we're dating so no more discreet photo dumps I guess?

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user WAR IS OVERRRRRR

user quick everyone act like we didn't see this shit coming

user the way he tried to do her dirty in the last 3 pics but he literally can't

user she's just so pretty

user I wanna be her

max_balegde mrs clarkey!!!!!!

yourinstagram !!!!!

chrismd10 you're so welcome mate

user she's so gorgeous

user kills me

user george x y/n girlies won today

yourinstagram 🤍🤍🤍 love you big stupid idiot 🤍🤍🤍 once I posted the invisalign it was over..

georgeclarkeey guys gotta eat

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yourinstagram casual 'I can finally post my boyfriend' post!!!!

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user guys I love today

user this makes me so happy

chrismd10 the power of drunken lime bike rides!

yourinstagram thank you lime bikes

user the alien picture kills me

max_balegde can't wait to have you back on the pod as mrs clarkey

yourinstagram a promotion, for me???

user george is so cute, I envy y/n!

arthurtv it's about time tbh

user I've been waiting for this one

georgeclarkeey was worth losing half of an eyebrow I guess

yourinstagram maybe the eyebrows were the friends we made along the way?

[binniesbooks]

• OFFICE WORKS

TXT 019 .F05 2024

wc 0.5k

pairings workmate!TXT x officeworker!reader

warnings smut

faye's note hard thoughts for our boys, while you guys are waiting for my upcoming fics! Hehe. Sorry for being super busyyy :<

CHOI YEONJUN

- His aura screams team leader-- who fucks every girl from your department. Totally the manwhore type of guy. He would force you to do overtime, only to have you bended on your desk, balls deep inside you.

"I know and I can see you how you look at me, baby."

"The rumors? Hmm, what do you think?"

"Fuck, I really love untouched women like you."

"Shit, you're so tight."

"Haven't felt such a good pussy for a long time."

"Damn, your pussy feels better than (insert co-workers name)."

"Should've done this a lot earlier, shit you're so fucking good!"

CHOI SOOBIN

- The pervert desk mate. Yes. He loves peeking when your skirt hikes up a little. Gets hard whenever he sees you walking towards your desk. Often fantasizes about groping your ass and fucking your breast. Carefully and silently palms himself whenever you're too immersed on your work. Would masturbate imagining you after arriving home, still on his office attire. Offers you a "water" to sober up one time after volunteering to take you home after a team dinner. A total pussy drunk once he got his dick wet.

"Ah, fuck, I really wanted to feel you."

"Please, one chance Y/n."

"Fuck, you're so hot."

"My hand perfectly fits on your breast, I think they're made for me."

"Can i fuck your tits, pretty please?"

"You're so good, pussy so good."

"Please let me cum inside you."

"I'll take full responsibility, please."

CHOI BEOMGYU

- Another workmate, your rival for your aimed position. He loves teasing you and getting into your nerves. Would purposely knock your coffee over your paper works. Often makes a bet with you.

"I didn't mean it, it's just an accident."

"If you make me cum, I'll withdraw, if you cum first, you need to withdraw from the position."

"Fuck, wait fuck!"

"Shit! Shit! M-move! Fuck!"

"Ahh! Fuck you."

KANG TAEHYUN

- The boss. Bossy. Bitch. Whatever it is. He loves commanding you. Loves to use you when he's stressed out. Fucks you like there's no tomorrow whenever he is angry. Please scratch his back with your nails, he loves it.

"Fuck them! Fuck them all!"

"God, they don't have any single idea about what's going on and they judge as if they know everything--- you're so fucking tight!"

"Get on your knees, I'm stressed."

"Do they even know how I made it up here?"

"Stop moving and complaining! I don't fucking care if it hurts already! I'm not yet done!"

HEUNING KAI

- He is just a cute intern. The one who loves to get your attention by asking work related questions which he clearly knows already. Would blush and get hard from the slightest touch, like when you tap his shoulder to try and cheer him up or when you intertwined your arms on his while happily telling him a story. And one day, he just traps you inside the rest room and practically begs you to jack him off.

"Please? I just need you."

"I promise, I'll behave."

"Please, please please."

"Mmpph! N-no I'm not noisy."

"Oh, fuck m-more."

"S-stop now, s-stop."

@binniesbooks 2024

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Confessing to a FWB that they caught feelings and want something more, and the FWB rejecting them and saying they dont feel the same way TW: AFAB Reader, 18+ MDNI, ANGST, Verbal Assult, Emotional Abuse

Adam

When you two first started hooking up, it was right after Eve left Adam, and you had lost your long-time partner to another angel.

It was a win-win. You both could hate fuck the old emotions out of yourselves till everything was fine again.

Sometimes, you two would go on 'dates,' but they were always precursors to what would come later that night.

You wouldn't lie. The dick was divine, and Adam was great at making you scream and cum in ways your ex never did. However, it was just that sex, nothing more.

Till it was more, and you knew you were fucked. Adam would choose specific food he knew you liked, or please you extra in bed by eating you out longer, or even he would stay a bit later and cuddle for an hour after sex.

You saw these as clear signs that he wanted more than just Freinds with Benefits, so you were reasonably hurt when you saw him flirting with Lute and feeling her up.

Was he doing all this for you just to make you feel okay while he was all up touching another woman? Were you even unique to him anymore, or had your pussy not been good enough.

That next night while you two fucked he could tell you weren't in it like you used to be and asked what was wrong. That is when everything went downhill.

"Bitch I am not into you like that; I will fuck who I want when I want. What the fuck do you mean I was treating you nicely? I just wanted good pussy."

You were heartbroken, not only were you destroyed by your ex but now Adam was destroyign you again.

"We are nothing more than fuck buddies. If you can't get that through your skull, you are no better than the bitches I fuck beside you."

Hearing he fucked others behind your back was painful, you had been souly fucking him but he kept true to his word sleeping with many others.

Alastor

He only wanted sex when it benefited his animalistic urges, and you wanted sex to get over someone. Pretty much a good way to establish a powerful allyship.

Alastor had the joy of no one seeing him weak, while you had the pleasure of fucking yourself silly to forget the pain an ex caused you.

The only downside was that Alastor was obscenely nice in bed, probably stemming from his upbringing, but it made you care more than you wanted to.

He was rough when you needed him to be, but he had these really soft sweet moments where he would hold you close and fuck you gently.

Eventually, what was a sound deal of him fucking you to relieve stress and you to relieve pain became you needing him like a fish needs water.

You tried to play it cool and see if he might be interested in something more. He took care of you after sex and cleaned you up, brought you food, and held you till you passed out.

You knew only of lovers doing that, not whatever you classified yourselves as.

One night, you finally found the courage to discuss it, and boy, you should've kept all your thoughts to yourself.

"I find it obsured you even remotely think this is possible, I fuck you out of necessity to keep face not because there is any feelings for you."

You could only sit there, wide eyes and mouth hung open as he yelled at you for stupidity.

"I already hate fucking you I think it is repulsive this primal need to mate and be with something, I don't even consider us friends."

That one stung the worst, you thought at least even if this conversation went to shit you could still be friends but hell that's even out the window.

As soon as he said his peace, he stormed off to god knows where. When you went looking for him to apologize, you heard it outside his door, the moans and begs of another.

He found someone else to complete his deal, and that someone was no longer you anymore.

Lucifer

He was a desperate and lonely man after Lilith, and you were a desperate good-looking sinner that didn't want to fall into Valentino's hands or be killed for not screwing someone.

It was an easy deal. He would fuck you to get over Lilith, and you would be safe from danger while here in hell.

Lucifer, though, was a lover, even if he was just fucking to forget, and you couldn't lie. You were attached.

You had many conversations and open communication about how this will never go anywhere and that when he was ready for a partner, it wouldn't be you solely because of the whole using your sex for healing thing.

You held on to hope, though, that time and chemicals from sex would change things.

One particular night you thought you had struck gold as Lucifer held you closer after a long passionate fuck session. Instead of chasing you out, he kept you beside him and even let you sleep in his room for a week.

However, you shouldn't have been so naive and shouldn't have opened your mouth and lost your protection.

"I told you I will not stay with you; you are a toy to help me get over my ex-wife. Why would I love a sinner like you where there are thousands to choose from."

You held your arms close to your body as you cried. All you wanted to know was if there was indeed no chance, and this must have been the straw that broke the camel's back as it lashed out at you.

"I will never love you; you are not something to be loved. You are simply a toy, that is all. I protect you so I can feel better about myself, nothing more, nothing less."

The fight was long and primarily grueling, and he said hateful and hurtful things from his hurt place. This leads you to believe that you should have never done this and just worked for Valentino.

Husk

When Angel was released from Valentino, Husk and Angel planned to fight for his freedom from Alastor. However, Angel had other plans for his freedom, leaving Husk high and dry.

You had just become a new soul of Alastors, and Husk was your guide through all the fucked up horrors that were Alastor and his shitty contracts.

With that said, there were many nights where you and Husk would end up drunk and between the sheets dancing through the moonlight.

It was a silent agreement that you two would do this once a week to ease the tension and pain of being under Alastors' thumb. However, it also became hard for you to understand your own feelings.

One day, Husk was worshiping you; the next day, he made you feel used and like a toy. Yet, one week, he treated you like royalty in every session you two had.

You almost thought he had a change of heart about your relationship, just like you had months prior, and that excited you to feel loved and no longer lonely.

However, when you broached the topic, you didn't expect the thrown glass bottles and the yelling that followed —enough yelling that Alastor and his other souls were alerted to watch you crumble.

"You really think I give two shits about you, kid? You are just a desperate nutcase who, like everyone else, fell for the radio demons' stupid tricks."

You held your breath and tried to ignore the laugh tracks and claps from the radio demon watching Husk berate you for your sex life.

"You are nothing more than a cheap discount whore; at least Angel was fucking wanted by someone other than a washed-up alcoholic."

You didn't know what to say. You wanted to fight back, but everything hurt, so you just ran—it's all you could do. Things had been tense for a long time, and Alastor used that to his advantage to torment you both.

Vox

All he had wanted was Alastor; every time he could get close, it was like walking five steps backward. You were the closest he could get to the radio demon without getting burned.

You were born and killed in the same period, though instead of having deer or doe-like characteristics, you had a bear motif.

Shy, timid, and easily malleable, Vox quickly seduced you to use you to his advantage.

The nights would be long and passionate or brutal and rough, depending on what Alastor did that day to piss the man off.

You knew your place, that you were just a replacement Alastor and a knockoff made to please Vox when he was too overwhelmed to discuss his issues with Val.

When things began to shift, though, and Vox started to target Charlie over Alastor, you had hope. Vox was sensual and sweet in bed, showing his faithful, fifties husband's lifestyle.

He was almost domestic with you, tenderly touching you, hugging you from behind, helping you cook meals.

However, you allowed a false sense of security to overtake you and lull you into believing that he would love you as you had grown to love him.

"You are worthless, have no powers, and are barely above a speck of dirt. What makes you think I will or would ever love you? I already have Val and Vel. I just use you to get my fill when they can't scratch my itch."

You should have know this was where it was going, it was only fairytale dreams where the contract owner loved the contracted. You kept your head down, allowing the assault to continue.

"You would be better off dying in the next extermination so I could have more useful information about the angels than living here next to me saying this idiotic bullshit."

You tried not to let his words hurt you, but you knew you loved him and that this would only hurt you more and more the longer you held on.

Prompt assistance: @literallurker

[two-white-butterflies]

no time to die | c16 | part one

Description: After a messy breakup with Charles Leclerc. You resort to feuding with him online. In where, he hates your guts.

Pairing: charles leclerc/actress!reader

part two |

YNMakesItSparkle: Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need.

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comments:

carlossainz55: hermosa 💜

princessdoesntcry: THE WAY THAT CHARLES ISN'T IN THE LIKES 😭 I AM A CHILD OF DIVORCE

delancyfortuna243: Calm down carlos the body isn't even cold yet

Charles_Leclerc: Do the boys back home touch you like I do?

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tifosiofficialstan: this confirms my suspicions 😭

ynleclerclovvve: UHHH WHAT BOYS?

loveerrmercedes: love from brazil 🇧🇷

Charles_Leclerc: Might be the next best thing but not quite me.

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baudelichois: Ya'll should talk it out? 😭

ynleclercsupporter: I think you still love each other. Having rebounds is not healthy! :(

carlossainz55: nice, mate

YNMakesItSparkle: Rumor has it, he's the one I left you for.

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imsebastianstan: Really? - YNMakesItSparkle: Wanna make it official?

(MONACO, LECLERC APARTMENT)

"Are you still beefing with your ex-girlfriend?" Arthur peeked through his brother's shoulders, seeing him scroll around your instagram feed. It was clear that none of you were getting over the breakup.

Arthur was always fond of you - he believed that you were a good influence over his brother. "Why did you break up in the first place?" he asked, intrigued about the real reason.

Charles' face quickly turned sour - and he turned his phone off. "None of your business, and shouldn't you be cleaning the dishes?" he inquired in their mother tongue, casting his younger brother a knowing stare. "I'm not leaving until you tell me," he crossed both of his arms, tapping his foot impatiently on the wooden floor.

"It's stupid," Charles mumbled - turning the other way.

"Seeing you talk to her with instagram posts is stupid." Arthur insulted and a large sigh escaped from Charles mouth. The real reason was - egotistical and stupid. "Mama, he's not cleaning the dishes!" Charles screamed from the tops of his lungs, prompting his brother to sprint towards the kitchen.

Why couldn't he just tell Arthur the truth?

YNMakesItSparkle: Hotel 💗

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daenerysfanedits: How did charles leclerc pull this?

badgalriri: you ate ❤️ - YNMakesItSparkle: just like u pretty girl

f1editsnow: Why did u break up with Charles??

GRETA GERWIG AND Y/N L/N TALK ABOUT 'BARBIE' FILM THAT HAS TAKEN CINEMA BY STORM.

comments

loveslendrina: THIS IS SO TARGETED 😭

margorobbiefanbase: Charles, you are KENOUGH for me

arianabomba9: this is the 3rd time a man has felt threatened by their spouse's success 💀 taylor, ariana and now y/n

ynandcharles: HE HELD HIS PRIDE THE WAY HE SHOULD'VE HELD HER...🥹

@shouq @fdl305 @iloveyou3000morgan

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[starlightsuffered]

Forgiveness

Info - Timothée criticizing your eating choices, Zendaya being offended for you, argument, calling reader a bitch and punching wall, reader wanting to leave but him not letting you

"You sure you wanna eat that Mon amour?" Timothée asked me, pointing to the dessert I'd ordered.

"Why do you say that?" I asked. Zendaya's gaze was laser focused on Tim. I didn't get what was going on.

"It's really fattening," he said offhandedly.

"Aw mate you don't say that to a girl," Tom said under his breath and shook his head.

"Timothée Hal Chalamet, you're an asshole! Come on Tom we're leaving," Daya said to Tom. Tom looked at me sympathetically and left with his girlfriend.

The ride home was quiet and awkward. I was doing everything I could not to cry. When we got in the house Timothée tried to grab my arm as I was walked away.

"I didn't mean it like that. You just told me you wanted to watch your sugar intake," he said desperately.

"You didn't have to point it out in front of our friends and basically call me fat," I snarled.

"Okay well I said I'm sorry, can you forgive me now?"

"It doesn't work that way Timothée, I have to feel like I am ready to forgive you and I DONT feel that way!"

"Come on, forgive me, and also call Daya and tell her we're good, I don't want the press to know she's mad at me. It's not a good look whatsoever."

"Ohhhhh, that's what this is about truly," I snapped. "I should've known."

"No, it's not only that, but that's part of it. I am really sorry and I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," he said earnestly.

"I don't believe you. Why don't you just dump me and date a stick thin Victoria secret model who eats a single grain of rice. She'll be so nutrient starved she'll obey you like a zombie."

"Stop being such a bitch!" He roared and punched the wall angrily. I burst into tears of fear and hurt. His face fell.

"Baby, oh baby, I'm sorry," he said trying to move forward. I flinched and I watched tears fill his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I should never have done anything like that. Honey, tell the world I'm an asshole and Z doesn't like me. I don't care what you do but don't be afraid of me, let me hold you," he sobbed.

"I don't think so Timothée, I think I need to leave," | said and made for the door.

"No!" He wailed and sounded genuinely pained.

He got on his knees. I was shocked when he put his head under my shirt and wrapped his arms around my waist.

He was kissing my stomach over and over while saying he was sorry into my skin.

"I'd die if you left me, I would be broken. I don't want a Victoria secret model. I want you, your body, your personality, your everything. I have never been more attracted and loved a woman the way I love you. Please forgive me, please love me again. I'll never do anything like that again."

"Okay, okay Timmy, I forgive you, I love you," I said gently.

"Oh thank god," he gasped and came out. He held me to him so tight, placing kisses on the top of my head.

"I adore you, you are my world," he sighed.

"I love you Timothée, how's you hand?" I asked.

"Don't you dare worry about my stupid hand."

[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [SPYXFAMILY - THE FAMILY] ⚜

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characters: loid forger | yor forger/briar | yuri briar summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: spies, contract killers, references to assassination, references to torture, adopted families, references to war, yuri rating: sfw a/n: guess who finished the spy x family anime? i did! i love yuri so much, and i love the forgers so much, and i love so many characters so much! honestly, haven't felt this motivated to finish something in ages. i'm back bitches! hopefully i'll start getting faster at writing these too.

~🎕

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≿━━━━༺❀ loid forger ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a hitman. you'd never really been anything else. you were infamously known as "dawn", though no one had ever actually been able to pin anything on you specifically, mostly because you could control minds.

✿ both your and loid's ages are... nebulous at best, though loid had been working as a spy for about a decade, while you'd been in the business for at least two of those.

✿ you'd recently come to ostania under an alias to work as a teacher at the eden academy. loid was looking for an alpha to play a part in his pretend family, and just happened to meet you while shopping for anya. the moment she realized you were a spy too, your fate was sealed. anya insisted on you becoming her new appa, and once loid realized where you worked he saw an opportunity. you on the other hand, thought that a marriage could be beneficial to blending in while on your mission.

✿ before neither of you got to the point of actually proposing (a fake marriage) you received a mission to retrieve some valuables, a mission loid had also gotten. after several shenanigans, the two of you run into each other out of disguise, get chased by a bunch of smugglers, and loid proposes to you to the sound of explosions. you say yes. obviously.

✿ loid found you inconspicuous, a bit odd but sweet. admittedly, anya's love for you might've made him a lot less suspicious than he might've been if he actually paid any attention to literally anything about you. loid was handsome, and that was about the extend of your initial thoughts. a decent man, with a good job, and an adorable daughter. the perfect cover for any spy, which you should've probably thought about a little harder.

≿━━━━༺❀ yor briar ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an... "interrogator", let's put it that way. but also the heir of a mysterious earl, who'd been kind enough to take you in when you were a child and taught you to be the person you are today, to be "the bloody prince".

✿ yor was 26, while you were 25. your father had recently started insisting that you find yourself a spouse, as you were soon to start training a child of your own.

✿ you actually met while working. you were having a "conversation" with a target, trying to get the names of some traitors out of him when the thorn princess showed up to kill your target. you fought about it, you even tried using your powers against her but they didn't work. she pretty much kicked your ass, and you barely got away. after finding a place to catch your breath, you realized that you found your almost killer to be heart-poundingly beautiful.

✿ you met yor a few days later, having met your new protege (a cute little girl by the name of nel) just the same day. she noticed yor and complimented her looks, which got you interested in her as well. while you were still a bit hung up on the mysterious beauty who almost killed you, yor seemed sweet and the type to not ask too many questions. thus, you asked her out on a date, and became a bit infatuated when she got flustered by the whole thing. she still said yes of course.

✿ yor found your secret identity to be impressive, if a little cruel. not that she could really speak on it. but meeting the real you, she thought that you were the most handsome alpha she'd ever met. if only you didn't fluster her so much. you enjoyed both sides of her, not that you knew they were the same person. she was strong, she was beautiful, she was everything you could possibly want in an omega. but you weren't actually looking for love, as you claimed to yourself.

≿━━━━༺❀ yuri briar ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were the leader of an anti-government organization, still in it's starting stages. but for the most part you were simply going to school, trying to quickly get yourself through schooling to start truly working towards your goals with your comrades.

✿ you were 17, on your second year of college, while yuri was 14 and already on his first year of college. it'd been three years since you started your group.

✿ to put it simply, you and him were put together as roommates. you'd been impossible to find a roommate for, and yuri didn't get along with any of his classmates, so the administration thought that the two of you could just bother each other. and bother each other did you, both of your personalities clashing together the moment you met. especially about your views, even though you didn't dare to actually talk about your true beliefs. but it was hard, yuri was far too talented at riling you up.

✿ you remained roommates for the last two years of your schooling, and it was a disaster up until that point. but there were moments of peace, where yuri would help you with your school work and you'd look after him to make sure none of the older students bothered him. but most of your relationship was full of bickering and disagreements.

✿ yuri thought that you were the most annoying roommate one could possibly have, not for your habits or anything (you were actually pretty strict about keeping the place clean) but your personality. he admittedly did get a bit of a crush on you already, but would never admit to it. yuri was a kid. an annoying one, but an understandable one too. you didn't actually hold anything he said too seriously, and mostly just enjoyed riling him up because he'd act all huffy and cute about it. if he wasn't so stubborn about his beliefs, you might've asked him to join your cause.

[hunterbunter3000]

Omg imagine he told the rest of the guys that he got to do that and they all fuckin riot lmao

What we're referring to!

EEEYAAAAAAAAA THEY WOULD BE SO L I V I D

Price would bite into his cigar and not even notice that he did. He would definitely make Alex run extra laps A MONTH LATER after he told him.

Ghost would just-- ignore him. For a while honestly. He would be tense as hell around Alex and just MEAN MUG HIM

Soap would just complain NON-STOP like bro omg please stop talking. he would be so jealous of Alex. Like he's been wanting to kneel to her for a while what makes yoOoOOuU so SPECIAL A L E X

Gaz would be like- "....that's cool mate. Weird kink and flex but whatever floats your boat" but he would have this pit in his stomach for a while and doesn't know what it could mean (he's jealous and sad lol)

König would probably cry-- WELL NOT CRY BUT LIKE-- at least whine about it. He would want to ask Sweetheart if he can kneel to her but the balls weren't balling rn so he doesn't ask 💀💀

Roach would be like "O_O dayum" like now he can really see how powerful this woman actually is and its kinda scary? And he kinda likes it? He's going thru somethings rn LOL

Horangi would look offended tbh and ask Alex "have you no shame?" But would immediately do the same thing if she asked

Alejandro was HEATED-- saying "You should've worshiped her instead of begging" this and "how the hell did you get that opportunity" that, and basically just cursing him in Spanish for about an hour 💀

Rodolfo was embarrassed hearing it, because he literally see it happen in his mind. Like woah... that's hot. And he's super impressed on how she got a GROWN ASS MAN to KNEEL before her. (Over somethin stoopid)

He didn't even tell Graves lmao he heard thru the grapevine (König telling Krueger) and he was so ENVIOUS-- he would KILL to just get close to her legs like what

Krueger-- he's honestly like "good. You should ALL kneel and bow down to her tf is you doin" he's so open to other men being submissive little bitches to his woman (not his woman he's just delusional rn)

[shadowqueenjude]

“Bitch” wow! I don’t see the reason for getting so heated over these characters. They don’t actually exist you know? You’re not defending anyone’s honour or being some saint here. I didn’t mean anything in a bad way, I was trying to have a rational conversation because I’ve never come across an IC hater and wanted to know why you didn’t like them. But obviously having a rational conversation is out of your zone of abilities since it didn’t take a lot for you to get down to name calling. My only suggestion to you because I truly wish the best for you is control that anger and learn to listen to other people before someone shows you your place. It won’t be nice. Good luck bbg 💜💜

You're the one coming in anon and shitting on characters that I like. What did you expect??? I'm going to defend my characters, obviously. You want my dissertation on why I hate each member of the Inner Circle? Let's start with captain asshole Rhysand: Rhysand: Sexually assaulted Feyre, did not apologize, licked Amarantha's boots for fifty years to "protect" no one since he only rules 1/3 of his court. He claims to be uber powerful yet he can't control misogyny within 2/3 of his court. But it's totally fine to go into Tarquin's house, steal an important possession, then act superior later when his wife's antics in Spring caused Summer to be invaded. Pretends to give his wife a "choice" while not giving her crucial information, i.e. that he wouldn't be helping her out with the Weaver at all. Locked Lucien in a house, made rape jokes about his mother, altogether treated him like shit for no reason. Then the Inner Circle acts all shocked and furious that their "masks" as "bad guys" fooled everyone and act violent towards literally everyone not Inner Circle there. Rhysand forcibly shut Tamlin's mouth, Feyre burned Lucien and Eris's innocent mother, Azriel nearly choked Eris to death. Ironically, Cassian acted the most sane here. After Tamlin saved Feyre and Rhysand's lives multiple times, Rhysand has the gall to tell Tamlin to kill himself despite knowing they'll need him as an ally, which is a terrible thing to do and also made Lucien's life harder. ACOSF he locks Nesta in a house and hides the malignant nature of his wife's pregnancy from her. That's just the gist of it. Cassian: Rhysand's dog. He need to grow a fucking spine. He never defends Nesta in front of Rhysand, and constantly abuses her physically and mentally. Won't let her eat sugar, forces her to train, tells her everyone hates her, makes her hike a fucking mountain for having the nerve to disobey rhysand and tell feyre the truth she deserved to hear. Then again in HOFAS not defending Nesta in front of Rhysand when he was screaming at her for giving away the trove and telling her she should've killed Bryce instead. THAT. IS. YOUR. MATE. He treats all the women in his life better than her, like mor and feyre. Azriel: A fucking weirdo violent creep. He needs to man tf up and admit Lucien is the superior man. His creeping on Mor for 500 years when she's clearly not interested is not cute. Nor is choking Eris to death in an important political meeting. Nor is treating Elain like a helpless object and masturbating to a gag gift he gave her. I'lL dEfEaT hIm WiTh LiTtLe EfFoRt boi stfu no you can't and Lucien has done NOTHING to you. I have absolutely ZERO respect for a character who treats the nicest guy in the series like that. Elain is not a child to be fought over. He's so pathetically jealous that Lucien is a good dude and has a mate and is better than him at everything. He needs to admit his homoerotic desire for Lucien and get it over with. Or let Eris humble him. Either way. Mor: the biggest hypocrite of all time. I aM a DrEaMeR aNd I gOt OuT so did it ever occur to you that maybe you're not the only dreamer? You're not even going to try to save good people stuck under the Court of Nightmares or ask your High Lord to? You just write them off because you're the only good one? And you want to throw Nesta into the court of nightmares? You don't do shit when Cassian is harassing Nesta? You're a bitch and not a girl's girl at all. If there's ANYTHING women should be united on, it's creepy dudes. ESPECIALLY if one of them is your best friend. Amren: this bitch should've stayed dead after ACOWAR. How dare she talk to Nesta the way she did in ACOSF? She KNEW how much Nesta was hurting and she did it anyway. She's over 15 thousand years old. What a bitch. They're all part of an elitist establishment and the epitome of modern politics that needs to be destroyed. Oh, I'm sorry? Should I apologize for saying "bitch" when you're the one coming in hot on my anons? How about you get a life besides harassing people who disagree with you first?

[heartfullofleeches]

So then. How does Baron react when he finds out Alasdair pulled his mom AND his bitch

Man's got GODLIKE rizz

[excessive vulgar language]

The living room is staged like an intervention. You and Maddox sit on the couch while Baron stares down Alasdair from across the room. The line in the carpet drawn by Maddox was the only thing stopping him from tearing out the angel's throat. He was one thing to find out he was part angel. It was another to have an angel fall for his mate. That same angel allegedly sleeping with his mother before lightbulbs existed was the final draw.

Alasdair clears his throat. "Baron, we can talk about this like civilized people.."

"I'd tell you to blow me, bitch, but you'd probably like that you sick fuck. I knew I should've whooped your ass the second you came into my home and tried to steal my mate. What's wrong with you? You just want to fuck up my life, that it - huh? On your creator's rancid corpse if Y/n and Mad weren't right there I would beat you to a fucking pulp."

You glance at Maddox. "God's dead?"

They don't look up from their notepad. "Please don't worry about it for my sake. I'm under enough stress with what the death of an angel may cause, and I'd like to draw you without any trouble."

"In my defense I did not know she was your mother. Christ sake, it was ages before your parents even met. Calm down."

"The one way I'll calm down is if you give up your rights as their guardian and let me and Maddox care for them. I can deal with him, I don't think they even have a dick."

Maddox opens their mouth, but closes it just as quick.

Alasdair groans. "You're being ridiculous, Baron."

"You're the ridiculous one, motherfucker!-"

Baron's shout is met with utter silence. Oblivious to his blunder; you force your laughter down with a cough. Maddox, on the other hand, let's it slip with a quiet snort as they finally look up.

Baron's eyes flash red as he lunges at Alasdair. "I'll fucking kill you!"

[sorcerous-caress]

Back on my Counselor Minthara bs again.

I’m just imagining the moment she’s finds out you actually slept with one of your professors.

The white hot rage that sears through her, first on a professional level because that’s a line that professors and students shouldn’t cross, then on a personal level because that is a line she’s wanted to cross since you came in her office with your tail between your legs for the first time.

But now that you’ve done it, all bets are off and she finally propositions you. If you’re going to be a whore, you’re going to be hers.

The entire time she fucks you she just wants to hear about how much better she is than your professor.

Yes ma’am, your dick is so much bigger than his. No ma’am it’ll never happen again, I promise.

You confess he didn’t even make you cum right before she sends you crashing over the edge for the third time.

She gets off work every day at five. You know where to find her if you ever find yourself getting tempted again.

Him. Are you hinting at what I think you're hinting anon? Gale?? Halsin? Karniss? Nere?? Omfg Wyll?? Wyll would be like the college dean's son no doubt.

Imagine how much self-restraint it took of her to stay on these lines, bordering what's appropriate and not for the two of you to do. Anyone lesser than her would've expected you between their legs during the second fancy dinner they paid for you.

But not Minthara, never her. She spoiled you rotten, let you get away with so many things and dress code violations. Just because this is a campus doesn't mean you get to walk around on some days dressed like a stripper and yet Minthara herself wrote you that permission slip.

And she was willing to play the long game, keep this up until you graduate so then she can finally get you working under her with a salary your colleagues could only dream of. Personally write that letter of recommendations about you to the dean.

But being a whore runs in your blood apparently. She should've kept the leash tighter around your neck and had lower expectations of you it seems, why else would you go seeking those pigs who drool at the sight of your exposed skin without hearing a word coming out of your mouth?

But maybe she should thank that useless cuck you decided to spread your legs to, wasn't it for him, she would've still waited all those years when she could've had you warming her sheets way earlier.

If you're so desperate to be known as the campus slut who bends to older men, then Minthara is sure to fuck some manners into you as your counselor.

You can't complain about the way she's pressing you into a mating press first thing in the morning just before classes, you asked for this after all. She knows if it's not her strap cock stuffing your loose hole than you wouldn't know how to behave yourself, would you?

She should get you expelled for this, for being so easy. Rage still fills her whenever that one professor walks past her on campus, imagining his filthy hands on you.

Normally she let's go of pets who don't know their place, if a bitch in heat wants to stray then Minthara will make sure to lock the door after them so they may never return.

But something about you made her give someone a second chance for the first time in her vindictive life. Be grateful and do not mess this up.

All your time in between lectures is spent in her office from now on. Under her desk, sucking on her swollen clit and lapping up her wetness as she works on her laptop. One hand on your head to force your head deeper down and keep you in place.

Her heels dig between your legs, letting you grind your heat against it as you play with yourself. She tells you to hurry up and cum already or else she's not unlocking her office door and you'll end up late again for you lecture.

And oh, this time around, she is never writing you pardoning permission slips again. You had it too easy before, now you have to work and earn everything she might ever give you.

Greet her with a kiss, cling to her, and show her your true devotion. Ask to accompany her home, and she might take you to dinner before tying you to her bed with a vibrator set on max all night long.

[pamsimmerstories]

When he talks about Malcolm, even if she doesn't know anything about him other what she sees in her dreams, she has this urge to protect her mate.

Sulfur on your breath Granite in my chest You won't ever have to talk about it You'll never wanna talk about it Fury too damn late Reason dislocates And you'll never have to talk about it You'll never wanna talk about it I was more than just a body in your passenger seat And you were more than just somebody I was destined to meet I see you go half-blind when you're looking at me But I am Between the secondhand smoke and the glass on the street You gave me nothing whatsoever but a reason to leave You say you want me, but you know I'm not what you need But I am When you sit there acting like you know me Acting like you only brought me here to get below me Never mind the death threats, parting at the door We'd rather be six feet under than be lonely And if you had a problem, then you should've told me Before you started getting all aggressive and controlling You only drink the water when you think it's holy So keep an eye on the road, or we will both be here forever

granite by sleep token

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[travis]: you’re mine, juniper. mine.

[juniper]: i know

[travis]: you know what i’ll do to you and know i know how he smells... i’ll find him

[juniper]: i’m not looking for him

[travis]: yeah... sure... then what was that the other day? tell me you didn’t want to see him?

[juniper]: *trying not to cry* i didn’t want to see him. it wasn’t intentional. i swear!

[travis]: you’re a bad liar, juniper

[travis]: tell me the truth

[juniper]: stop it, travis! please! stop it!

[travis]: what if he dies? do you want to rely on a mate?

[juniper]: *snarls* fucking stop it!! i’m with you, aren’t i??? just stop it!

[travis]: oh juniper... this is not the way to talk to me

[juniper]: fuck you, travis!

[travis]: fucking bitch!

[juniper]: you just hit me?

[travis]: you were getting out of control, june. i’ll leave you alone to think about it. i’ll be back and we’ll talk when you calm down

[juniper]: i’ve been doing everything you want, travis. everything. don’t you dare look for him

[travis]: it’s up to you

[juniper]: if you touch him, i’ll kill you. i’ll find a way to kill you

[travis]: *chuckles* you’re acting like that because you saw him. in a few days it will get better... and if you look for him again... he’s the one to be dead

[juniper]: *snarls* i willl kill you if you kill him

[travis]: i’m being generous, june. while you’re with me i won’t look for him. but if you leave... i’d love to see you try. to kill me.

[lemonmaid]

Yea “I’m not okay” felt like a punch to the gut let mama suguru have his miracle baby please he has enough trauma 🙏😭😪☝🏼

I was NOT in a good headspace for that, I almost ended with Suguru getting a lobotomy. Honestly, I wouldn't mind written a small wip for the non-canon ending for "I am Not okay."

It will be okay

Warnings: male pregnancy, omegaverse, angst, family law/divorce court

A year ago today, Suguru had his breakdown.

A year ago today Suguru and Satoru had a fight, which led them where they are today. Separated but coparenting.

Suguru learned a lot in a year.

Like how it wasn't his fault for the accident, therapy helped him with that.

And it wasn't his fault that he couldn't have a baby. It was Satoru's. Four months after separating, Suguru finally found the courage to go to an OBGYN. He learned that he was fertile, so when he spoke to Satoru while at pick-up. He learned that Satoru had a vasectomy and had been lying to him for y e a r s.

Suguru filed for divorce/bond breaking, but Satoru refused to sign the papers, which led to a long court case of Satoru saying that "Suguru is mentally unwell blah blah blah". Suguru pledged to never ever forgive Satoru for the gaslighting, even if Satoru swears he never had ill intention. The damage is done. His omega literally can not stand the scent Satoru leaves on the kids.

'This is bullshit' .

Suguru was waiting for Satoru at their agreed pick-up spot; trying to keep four pups busy while they wait for their sire to come get them.

"Mom, I don't wanna go" Nanako mumbled.

Suguru had Megumi laying on his chest, scentinh the pup before he leaves, "I know sweatie, it's just for the weekend remember? Then you'll be home Monday. Why don't you go play on the playground?"

Mimiko picked at her fingers, "Dammy, why can't you come home with us?".

Suguru took a deep breath, "Because that's Daddy's home, mommas home is over here now".

Megumi whined, pushing his face deeper into Suguru’s scent gland.

"Hey pups!".

All three pups whined and groaned before latching to Suguru’s side.

"Where's Tsumiki?" Satoru asked.

"She wanted to sleepover at her friends this weekend".

Satoru hummed, "wow already breaking custody agreement-".

Suguru felt his heart dropped, "you know damn well-".

Satoru "hey hey now, not in front of the pups. Anyways, let's go everyone!".

Satoru tried to pull Megumi away from Suguru’s hold. Megumi refused to budge, holding a tight grip on Suguru.

"No!".

Suguru tried to pull Megumi away, "now megs-".

"No! No! No!". Megumi was crying, his grip was locked on Suguru.

"Megs you have to go to your sires-".

"No!".

Satoru huffed, "wow thanks Suguru, I wonder where he learned this now".

Suguru looked at Satoru with wide eyes, "Satoru stop it right now".

☆

"I feel awful".

The sound of the clock ticking and Suguru panicked mumbling was in the room.

"Do you understand why you feel awful?".

Court mandated therapist.

Suguru's lawyer said it would look good on his side to show "improvement" to his mental health and that he was "fit to raise children".

"Gosh, Uraume, you should've seen the way he looked at me when Satoru finally grabbed him. Betrayed... how can he... Jesus... he was already abandoned by his original dam and sire and for Satoru to take him away from my arms... I makes me sick".

Uraume hummed, "you do care about them".

Suguru scoffed, "why wouldn't I? I'm their mother or dam.... they're mine..".

Uraume shuffled to their desk, "I ment to grab this last session". Slipping a paper to Suguru’s chair.

"A flyer to a speed mating? Uraume I'm not-".

"I know. But there will be a lot of single parents.... a lot of them just go for a basic support group aspect, not the dating or mating part".

☆

'This is ridiculous'

Suguru standard in front of a run-down jazz club, or what remains of said structure.

"I think it would be good for you to make connections to those who have been in your shoes, family law is.... a bitch if you'd say".

Suguru rolled his eyes, recounting Uraume's "words of thought". Sighing, Suguru made the decision to walk inside.

Surprisingly, there were a lot of people, soft jazz music was playing in the background, the lights were dimmed. In the front of the door was a table with a name tags, a scent patch and an option red or green wrist bracelet.

A sign that red, 'Red for not looking for a relationship. Green for looking for a relationship'. Suguru could almost smile at the courteous display.

Suguru walked around the small club, grabbing a champagne glass before sitting at a table and watching everyone mingle.

"Do you come here often?".

Suguru's eye widen, the last person he expected to see at speeding mating night, "Nice to see you Sukuna, how's Yuuji?".

Sukuna rolled his eyes, "the little shit can not stop talking about megumi and the sleepover he had the other night".

Suguru smiled, "Well I hope he had a great time".

"You were there?" Sukuna adjusted himself in his seat and pulled out the menu from the corner of the table.

"No. Me and- well, I am trying to separate from Gojo".

Sukuna huffed, "If I knew that I wouldn't have sent Yuuji over there, kinda don't trust pups without a dam or an omega in the house." Snaping his hand a waiter, bringing attention towards the table.

"Do you want anything?"

Suguru hummed, "nothing sweet".

Sukuna smirked, "gotcha babe".

Suguru smiled, taking a sip from his champagne glass, "I would have never thought you'd be the type for a speed mating."

Sukuna smirked before lifting up his wrist, showing the red bracelet, "I come for the support group of it babe".

Suguru smiled, lifting up his wrist, "I guess we had the same idea".

"I guess we did."

The night was going smoothly. Nothing too outrageous that stood out, just two adults enjoying a night of drinking. After the event was done, Sukuna decided to walk Suguru home

Sukuna laughed, "Wow, it sounds like the girls were hard work".

"No kidding, when they first started talking, I swear their first word was 'mine'. Trying to get those two to share made it seem like mission impossible".

Sukuna hummed, "it sounds like you really love those kids".

Suguru smiled at Sukuna before letting out a relaxed sigh, "Yeah.. they are mine".

There was a good quiet pause, not awkward, but quiet, before Sukuna would interrupt the moment, "Can I ask why you and Gojo-".

Suguru rolled his eyes before taking a sip of his drink, "fucker made me believe I couldn't have kids, when in reality, he got a vasectomy without telling anyone".

Sukuna stopped his tracks, mouth agaped, "You're kidding."

"Nope, wish I was".

Now, there was an awkward pause, but instead, it was with a small tone of aggression or disbelief in a way.

"I would offer to be a sperm donor-" Sukuna joked to lighten up the mood.

Suguru laughed before shoving the male.

"But! At least I'm masculine enough to admit that I got my knot tied as soon as possible." Sukuna stopped, "I'm sorry, you didn't deserve that."

"I know, now if that fucker could sign the papers to legally break the bond I could finally feel... free.. in a way. Not in a way to say Gojo was abusive-".

Sukuna stopped the both of them before resting his hands on Suguru’s shoulders, "No, it's fine, I understand."

Suguru raised an eyebrow, "Sukuna, you may be intoxicated, but why are you... being..".

"You remind me a lot of my dam." He quickly stated.

Maybe that's all Suguru needed to hear.

When they arrived at Suguru’s place, Suguru made the decision to let a tipsy Sukuna stay over until the morning.

Sukuna watched as Suguru pulled out the mattress from the couch, grabbing a clean liner and blankets for the alpha.

"Do you have a lawyer?".

"Yeah-"

"A good one? What's the deal?"

Suguru stopped and looked at Sukuna before rubbing his forehead as a stress response, "The only way Gojo is going to break the bond, which he knows I won't understand the circumstances given, I break the bond but that means no custody of any of the pups, no contact. Intensionally, his side is trying to paint me as a "bad dam" for a miscommunication."

Sukauna thought for a moment before pulling out his phone.

"What are you doing".

"Calling my sire's family lawyer. Sounds like classic defamation. "

"Sukuna you don't have to-".

"I can, and I will."

"Why?".

Sukuna took a deep breath, "You really remind me a lot of my Dam."

A/N

04/03 fuck it we making it a series.

Probably one last part which I will continue when I get back from vacation, I have so many drafts.

I can't decide if I want this to include a reader or not, whether it be child reader! Or Suguru just ends up with reader. But also accidentally leaned on Suguru x Sukuna. Accidental, ran out of people.

Ending was kinda rushed that's my bad. Let me know what yall think.

[lu3ky777]

Genderbent Hiyoko is sick and tired of everyone always going on and on about that stupid princess Sonia. So he decided he's just going to show how lowly she is by claiming her and rubbing it in those losers faces that she nothing compared to him. Oh she's already dating Gundham and hajime has a crush on her? Well to bad if they didn't want this to happen they should've been recognizing how great Hiyoko is.

Hiyoko had finished her dance yesterday, but nobody was talking about that… They were all talking about Sonia, her new outfit, her lovable personality, her intelligence, and of course the boys talked about her ass so fat it was rivaled only by Celestia. Hiyoko was so sick of it, she HAD a boyfriend after all. But that didn't really matter to Hiyoko, she wanted to show the school how much of a “queen she was.” So he decided to talk to Sonia.

“Hey Sonia, I heard you want to learn more about culture? I'd love to show you some some of my traditional dancing~” Sonia smiled back innocently “I'd love to see that Hiyoko, I've been told your performance is to die for.”  Hiyoko blushed slightly from the compliment, he spoke while pouting “Just meet me in my room at 7” He said as he left, she was a little cute…

Sonia came at the before mentioned time, she was excited to see the dance. Hiyoko locked her door, which confused Sonia but she then noticed that Mahiru was in the room with a camera. Sonia tried to speak “Hiyoko? What is the meaning of! Oh-” she had put on a stern tone and was going to intimidate him but she was spanked by him hard, her ass jiggled wildly as Hiyoko stared “Damn~ This ass really is fat~” Sonia quickly spoke up “H-Hiyoko- I have a boyfriend!!!” Hiyoko responded by spanking her other cheek, he confirmed it really was that fucking fat~

 “Listen here, you bitch!” He spanked again to a jiggly response, his cock was certainly replying as it got hard now creating a very noticeable bulge from his clothes. “People should be talking about me!!! They shouldn't be talking about a mere princess when a conquerer is amount them~ So I'll show you how I conquer whoever I want~” Sonia didn't know how to respond as Hiyoko pulled down her pants, the full fatness of her ass now being shown in all its Novoselic glory. Sonia saw Hiyokos bulge and it made her too nervous to fight back, he really was a conquerer~ Sonia began to take off her own shirt as Hiyoko commanded “Lay on the bed, show me that ass”

Hiyoko fucked her ass like he did with no other girl, her ass was way too fucking good~ Sonia was moaning loudly but still spoke “It seems whatever noble family you came from was~ MMPH~~~ at the top of bloodlines~” Hiyoko loved how hot this situation was, her ass and lewd remarks were too perfect. The cherry on top? Mahiru had the whole thing on video~ Hiyoko fucked her ass for only 30 minutes before he pulled out and came all over her body, moaning heavily while Sonia remarked “You only lasted that long? What a shame, I thought you were a conquerer~” Damn it!!! Hiyoko wasn't finished yet, he hadn't even begun!!!

“I'm not finished with you, Novoselic Whore!” Still while behind her, he started fucking her pussy with his cock touching the underside of her ass while fucking. Each powerful thrust was enough to get a huge moan out of Sonia. He wasn't relenting as he thrusted faster and faster as Sonia reached her breaking point. Her enormous ass was thick enough to give her defense against his anal fucking but not when he went after her pussy~ After only 10 minutes Sonia came, as Hiyoko taunted her “I thought you were a queen, but now you're just another one of my whores!!! And I don't care about your status or family, just about this slutty body~” 

Sonia was dominated in almost every position you could imagine before Hiyoko was done with her, he had used her throat like a fucktoy and gotten a heavenly amount of ass time~ but he made sure he fucked her into submission, milking orgasms as he brought her into a mating press. As he finally came his final load in her pussy, filling her to the brim he looked at the camera and gave a snickering smile. “Mahiru, turn that camera off and come here. I'm not done yet~” she was still rock hard, but that was where the footage ended~ so who knew what happened after that~ but one thing was for sure after that video came out on hopes peak. She was the new obsession of Hope's Peak 

[hallow-yee]

~Come out, come out, wherever you are~

☆Part 2☆

TW//CW: Pred/Prey Kink, Possessiveness, Hiding, Smut, Use of whore and slut as well as sweet things, Mating press, Rough sex, Degrading kink, Creampie.

Jack opens the door to the room you're in before you can finish your thought, you're heart sinks into your stomach. You move quietly into the corner of the closet, squishing yourself into the wall as much as you can. "Suuuunshiiiine~," Jack says in a needy voice, "Please come out, I miss you so much, I-I NEED you sunspot..." Jack looks under the bed, "...Please." Jack said in a breathy, desperate tone. '.....FUUUUCK.' You almost feel bad for him, you almost go to open the door. Before you could give up your hiding spot Jack turns to the closet door and a sadistic grin creeps onto his face, "Now y/n~," Your eyes go wide and you start sweating bullets, putting your hands on your mouth as you start to breathe heavily again, the warmth in-between your thighs growing even more with each step he takes. "Out of all the places you could be hiding, I wouldn't think you'd be in the most obvious spot~." 'OH FUCK OH SHIT HES GONNA FIND ME, FUCK OH GOD FUCK FUCK FUCK.' You were shaking at this point, both scared and so SO excited, you could feel your heartbeat in your pussy and your clit is so sensitive, even the slightest movement of your legs sent waves of pleasure through your body. "But I guess I've should've known better than that. Always thinking outside the box hmmm?~" Jack says teasingly while laughing slightly, tapping the handle of the closet with his pointer finger. "That's ok sundrop, I've got something very special for you regardless~" Jack's hand is now firm on the handle of the closet, ready to swing the door open and finally take his pray for himself. You shut your eyes tightly and prepare for whatever is about to happen next. *creeek* Jack freezes and turns to the door of the room before heading towards the sound. You let out a huge sigh of relief before immediately covering your mouth. 'SON OF A BITCH', You just messed up MAJORLY. Jack walks back to the closet and slowly opens the door with his head tilted down at you and a cocky, smug, almost dominating smirk on his face, "Found you~" He looks down at you with hungry eyes. He's sweating slightly, face flushed and breath heavy. "Haha.....hEeYy~" you say in a cracked voice shooting finger guns at him. "WhAtSs SuUUuppp...?" '.....God help me' You give Jack a nervous smile as your finger guns slowly fall. He gives you a soft chuckle before reaching out to you, "come here sunspot."

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