#callie foster x male reader

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Callie Adams-Foster x Male!Reader 

Word count: 1504

Warnings: SMUT

Y/N: Your Name 

Summary: You've always had the fantasy of fucking a cheerleader. Now that your girlfriend agreed to the roleplay, your fantasy comes to life.

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I had always had a fantasy to fuck a cheerleader and with Halloween coming up I thought I would bring the idea up to my girlfriend. She wasn’t really the type to be a cheerleader, but it was a fantasy for a reason. I even bought the slutty costume in case she said yes, and I really hoped she’d say yes. She was a little reluctant when I brought it up to her but eventually agreed. There was just one condition she had, I had to be the cheer coach. I happily agreed, seeing as we’d both get our fantasies. 

I was sitting in my office, dressed in a red tracksuit waiting for Callie to walk through the door so our scene could start. I heard the door open and looked up to see her in the slutty red and black uniform with the matching pom-poms in her hands. She put her hair in pigtails as an extra touch, which I appreciated. I motioned her to come in and sit, which she did. 

“Do you know why you’re here?” I asked and she shook her head. Her lower lip was trapped between her teeth as she stared into my glaring eyes. Her finger was nervously playing with one of the pigtails. 

“I don’t know, Coach. Jenny said you wanted to speak with me, but I don’t know why.” She stammered. I got up and started to circle her. 

“You’ve been bad at competitions lately, is it because you’re too busy sucking Jack’s cock?” I asked. 

“No!” She protested. 

“I never sucked his cock, I don’t even like him!” She added. 

“I don’t believe you. Your behavior has been worse over the past few months. Why are you always so unfocused?” I growled. 

“I… uh… you see…” She trailed off. 

“Tell me right now or you’re gonna get a month's detention!” I snarled and she looked down, clearly looking at my cock. 

“You like what you see, you slutty little girl?” I asked with a chuckle and her eyes widened. 

“I-I don’t know…” She said, gulping. 

“You were always the best, but lately you can’t listen, so I think you need some special training. How’s that sound?” I asked, leaning closer so my breath was fanning against her face. 

“I’ll do anything to stay on the team, coach Y/L/N, Sir!” She said and I smirked. 

“Good girl. I want you to do exactly as I say.” I said and she nodded. 

“I’m gonna place those pom-poms over there and then you’re gonna bend over to pick them up.” I said and he nodded with a confused look. I walked a bit away and dropped the pom-poms on the ground. I stepped back a bit and nodded at her. She got up and bent over to grab them. 

“Stay just like that until I say otherwise.” I ordered and she stayed. I moved behind her and knelt down so my face was level with her soaked panties. I pushed them to the side and smirked. 

“I’ll tell you why you’re so unfocused, that boyfriend Jack of yours isn’t satisfying you enough. Am I right?” I asked. 

“Well, um…” 

“Answer me!” I shouted. 

“No, he’s so selfish! He just asks me to blow him or fucks me until he cums. I broke up with him because he was too frustrating. He wasn’t able to make me cum.” She said, her face blushing. 

“I knew you were a little slut. Instead of being a good girl, you let that useless little boy fuck your tight little cunt. Get up, come here. On your knees. Eyes up here and open your mouth.” I said standing up and looking at her. 

“Coach?” She asked, nervously. 

“Do as I say or I’ll show you what happens when you don’t listen.” I said. 

“O-Okay.” She said, falling to her knees. She stared up at me with wide doe eyes as I shoved the pants and boxers down my legs. 

“Now, suck.” I said and she shook her head. 

“This is so wrong, you’re my teacher!” She said. 

“I’m your coach. You’re eighteen and still can’t follow orders, so I need to teach you a few things to be a great cheerleader. Now suck my cock!” I ordered. Her eyes darted from mine to my cock and she swallowed hard. My eyes stayed hard, leaving no room for disobeying. She wrapped her small hand around my dick, licking the pre-cum off my head, and moaned at the taste. I gently pat her head to encourage her. She licked around my shaft, pressing her tongue around the vein as she stared up at me. I smiled proudly down at her and gave her a nod. She opened her mouth wider and slowly swallowed inch by inch. I wasn’t here for slow, so I used the hand on her head to shove my cock down her throat. Her nails bit into my thighs as she coughed and choked. I chuckled and grabbed her pigtails harshly to keep her in place as I thrust into her mouth. She wasn’t able to do anything but relax her jaw and try not to choke on my cock. 

“Such a hot little mouth. Deep throating your coach’s cock. Relax and let me teach you your first lesson.” I said and her eyes widened. My hips moved faster and harder and I didn’t give her a chance to fight back. Tears were streaming down her face as well as saliva running down her chin. Before she couldn’t breathe I pulled my cock out. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it at her. 

“Clean your face and bend over my desk. I need to punish you for not listening earlier.” I said. 

“Coach?” She asked. 

“Now!” I shouted. She quickly wiped her face and bent over my desk. I walked over and brought my hand down onto her round ass. She shrieked and gripped the edge of the desk. I smacked her a couple more times before I pressed my body against hers. I shoved my fingers into her underwear and slipped between her folds. 

“You’re practically dripping. Are you that much of a slut for your coach?” I asked, but she didn’t answer. 

“Answer me!” I shouted and gave her another smack on her ass. 

“Yes! It’s all your fault I can’t concentrate! I’m always wet for you.” She admitted and I smirked. 

“Such a dirty little girl for me. Maybe I should help you out then, let’s see…” I pulled my fingers out and ripped her panties off. She groaned in protest as I shoved my length inside her. I slowly sank into her dripping hole and grabbed her pigtails again. With one snap of my hips, I was fully inside her. 

“Such a tight little pussy.” I groaned. 

“You’re s-so… big!” She whined and I chuckled. 

“I’m gonna fuck with needy little cunt and you’re gonna take all of it, even my cum. After that, you’re gonna be my best cheerleader again and I’ll make sure to fuck you each time as a reward, got it?” I asked. 

“Yes, coach Y/N!” She moaned. The first harsh thrust made her scream and I quickly used one hand to cover her mouth. She was completely at my mercy and it was so sexy. I rammed against her ass, my hard cock impaling her as I pulled her off the desk. I quickly grabbed both her tits and she was flush against my chest. Cries of pleasure left her lips as I fucked her roughly. I was sliding in and out of her as I growled like an animal that’s finally caught their prey. I rolled her nipples through the fabric of her uniform and a sob left her lips. Her nails were digging into my hands as she screamed and withered under my thrusts. She clamped down hard onto my shaft and I felt her legs giving in. That’s what did it. My cum flooded her pussy as dripped down her legs as she fell against my chest. 

“Now, you’re gonna go cheer your little ass off and I’ll see if you deserve to have my cock again.” I said and she nodded. 

I slowly pulled out of her and lifted her into my arms. I kissed her head and headed to the bathroom to draw her a bath. I sat her on the toilet while I got the bath ready. Once it was filled I gently placed her in and she smiled up at me. 

“Join me?” She asked and I smiled. I slipped in behind her and placed a kiss on her shoulder. 

“You alright?” I asked and she nodded. 

“I’m fine. That was really hot though.” She said and I smirked. 

“Oh yeah? You liked it?” I asked and she turned to smile at me. 

“I loved it, maybe we could do it again.” She said and my eyes lit up. 

“You’re the best girlfriend in the world.” I said and she laughed.

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“ i'm tired of thinking. let's just... make out, or something “

“ it’s okay to cry, you know. “

Callie Adams Foster (Good Trouble) x male!reader

“ it’s okay to cry, you know. “

“ i'm tired of thinking. let's just... make out, or something “

It wasn't odd to find Callie with a glass of wine in her hand. It was odd, however, to find her pouting and deep in thought with a glass of wine in her hand. You had slipped out of your room to grab a midnight snack when you had stumbled upon the brunette. Shoulders slumped, brows slightly furrowed, bottom lip puckered.

"You okay?" You asked, watching her slowly turn her head to look at you, movements semi sluggish. Probably tipsy.

"Happy as can be." She responded, voice going higher in pitch toward the end. Definitely not okay.

"You sure? You seem... down."

"Have you ever been broken up with but like.. not really at the same time?" Ah, there it was. Humming to yourself, you got some cereal and poured yourself a bowl.

"Can't say I have." You responded, getting the milk and sinking a spoon into the cereal. Sinking into her chair, she exhaled.

"Gael is seeing someone." She muttered.

"The artist upstairs? Wonder how long that'll last." Being a pretty boy, Gael had plenty of girls and guys coming and going. His most recent? The sad girl infront of you.

Snorting softly at your words, she pushed herself back up and took a sip of her wine. "I thought we had something special but.." Shrugging her shoulders and chuckling, she continued, "I'm tired of thinking. Let's just... make out, or something."

"You're not in the right state of mind for that, Callie. Where's Mariana?"

"Spending the night with her boyfriend." Callie replied bitterly.

"It’s okay to cry, you know." You reminded her, eating a spoonful of cereal and watching her drop her head onto the arm resting on the table. A soft whine escaped her.

"I'm tired of crying. I just want to feel good. I want someone to... to.. to care for me."

"I'm sure that someone will come around, Callie." You reached over and took the glass from her, setting it beside the sink and going around the table. Carefully pulling her up, you took the girl to her bedroom and let her fall onto one of the beds. Whether it was Marianas bed or not, she surely wouldn't mind.

"Night, Callie."

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Later Hours

Callie Adams Foster x Male Reader

Request - where lost a bet to his girlfriend callie and has to handcuff someone. He has a sinister idea as to get payback for his friend dima for shooting a powder blaster on his face. The next morning he went to Dima's room and handcuff Oc (Dima) to him for 14 hours and 25 minutes.

Y/n finished taking a shower and he comes out of the bathroom. Dima approached Y/n and Dima has something behind his back.

“Hey, Y/n,” Dima said.

“What?” Y/n asked.

“Payback!” Dima yelled.

Dima shot a powder blaster onto Y/n’s face. Dima laughed and started to run away and Y/n started to yell.

“I’m going to kill you, Dima!!” Y/n yelled.

Dima and Y/n are best friends. They like to do pranks on each other. Callie came out of the bedroom and starts to laugh.

“Not funny, Callie Foster,” Y/n said.

He goes back inside the bathroom and starts to clean himself. Later, he comes out of the bathroom and told Callie what happened.

“Babe, calm down,” Callie said.

“I mean it, Callie I will get him back. I need to think of a plan” Y/n said.

She kissed his forehead and laughed.

“Boys are so dramatic,” Callie said.

“Sometimes. Do you still need a ride to work?” Y/n said.

“Yes, and hurry up and get dressed,” Callie said.

“So bossy, that's hot” Y/n smiled.

She smacked his arm.

“Hurry up, Y/n,” Callie said.

Y/n starts to get dressed while Callie starts to gather her stuff. They leave The Coterie together, he drives his girlfriend to work. She starts to talk about her job and co-workers.

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It is late at night, and Callie and Y/n went to a bar. She had a stressful day at work and he starts to comfort her.

“Thanks, for listening babe,” Callie said.

“I know, next time you tell me and I will kick their ass. Oh, I know how to get my payback” Y/n said.

“Oh?” Callie said.

He nods.

“I will it be so epic and he will hate it” Y/n smiled.

“You, won't let this go, right?” Callie asked.

“Oh, I won't let it go until I get my revenge,” Y/n said.

“Whatever, you say Y/n,” Callie said.

She starts to drink her beer and he talks about the plan. They go home and Callie has on Y/n’s shirt and she cuddles with him.

✫ ✯ ✬ ✫

Callie and the others are in the kitchen. Dima is standing next to Callie, while Y/n is trying to get close to him. Y/n is trying hard not to make it obvious what he is going to do. He takes out the handcuffs and put them on Dima. Everyone is speechless and Y/n just laughed.

“Bro, what did you do!?” Dima yelled.

“I got you. Now you're handcuffed to me” Y/n smiled.

“You can't be serious, Y/n,” Gael said.

“Oh, I'm very serious,” Y/n said.

Y/n threw the key out the window and Dima is freaking out. He grabbed the knife and tried to break the handcuffs, but it's not working. Y/n starts to yell at his friend to stop then he takes the knife away.

“But, why do it?” Callie asked.

“It's a dumb idea, Y/n. You throw away the key and you're still smiling, so weird” Mariana said.

“Feels like, I'm dating a child” Callie sighed.

“I told you about the idea,” Y/n said to Callie.

“And you didn't tell me, Callie!” Dima yelled.

“I thought he wasn't going to do it. I thought it was just talking” Callie said.

“Wow, Y/n. That's all I have to say” Davia said.

Everyone starts to talk at once.

-----.

Y/n is enjoying that Dima hates the prank. Everyone thinks the idea is dumb, but they are curious to see how it will go between Y/n and Dima.

“Wait you can't use the bathroom, bro,” Dima said.

“I can't hold it any longer,” Y/n said.

Dima is fighting Y/n not to go into the bathroom.

“Callie, tell your boyfriend to let me go!” Dima yelled.

She starts to laugh that she couldn't finish is her sentence. Y/n managed to go into the bathroom and Dima is using all his strength, not to go to the toilet.

“Somebody help!” Dima yelled.

“So dramatic,” Y/n said and rolled his eyes.

Throughout the day... It got hard to do simple tasks. Callie felt awkward kissing Y/n

“Y/n, I can't keep kissing you,” Callie said.

“Why?” Y/n asked.

Callie and Y/n are on the couch.

“Because Dima is right next to you! No offense” Callie said.

Dima raised his hand.

“Well... The key I threw out was the only key and it didn't have a backup key” Y/n said.

“Callie, I'm going to kill your boyfriend,” Dima said.

“I know a good lawyer,” Callie said.

“Hey!” Y/n said.

“Y/n, you better fix the problem or else,” Callie said.

“Or else?” Y/n asked.

She stood up and walked away.

“Or else!!” Callie yelled.

Y/n and Dima looked at each other. Y/n usually drives Callie to work, this time she had to sit in the backseat. Dima heated hated it because his hand would move all over the place while Y/n is driving.

“Pick you up later?” Y/n asked.

“No. I will get an Uber to drive me home” Callie said.

“Sorry, babe” Y/n said.

Dima mocked.

-----

There is a party at the Coterie. Everyone is having fun, and Dima is starting to drink. He wanted to dance with a girl but it was awkward because Y/n tried not to get close to her.

“You are killing my style,” Dima said.

“Can't believe you guys are still stuck together” Gael said.

“He threw the only key out the window,” Dima said

“Seriously?” Gael asked.

“Have you tried anything to break the handcuffs?” Luca asked.

“We tried a few things but it didn't work,” Y/n said.

Y/n and Dima still partied and Dima is starting to get tipsy. Gael and Luca are having fun.

“I have an idea!” Luca smiled.

“What?” Y/n asked.

“Let's go to the police station, they have a key for the handcuffs,” Luca said.

“Great idea!” Dima smiled.

He hugged Luca. Callie tagged along Gael and told her about Luca’s idea. She is hoping they will have the key and she drives to the police station.

At the police station, it didn't go as planned. They have the key and Dima is being dramatic again.

“Why it has to be me!?” Dima cried out.

“Shut up. You are being such a baby” Y/n sighed.

“You shut up,” Dima said.

“No, you shut up,” Y/n said.

They go back and forth telling each other to shut up.

“You two shut up. Let's go to the fire station” Callie said.

“Why?” Gael asked.

“Maybe they can help. They should have the tools for it” Callie said.

“It's worth a shot,” Y/n said.

Callie drives to the fire station. One of the firefighters got the bolt cutter and she cut the handcuffs, and everyone starts to cheer. Y/n and Dima hugged the firefighter.

✫ ✯ ✬ ✫

Callie is very happy the prank is over. Callie is making out with Y/n in the bedroom alone.

“Don’t ever do a prank like that again,” Callie said.

“It was funny seeing him being like that” Y/n smiled.

She rolled her eyes and he is still smiling.

“Whatever, Y/n,” Callie said.

He gave her a peck on the lips and she starts to smile.

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It’s Complicated 2/25

Pairing: Clint Barton x Fisk Niece!Reader

A/N: Reader is Wilson Fisk’s Niece. I’m tired of the same old villains so keep your eyes peeled for who just might be the one lurking in the dark.

Warning: This is very match and lighter fluid type of burn. Feels of abandonment. Talks of Psychopaths. Overprotective male. Lies. Secrets. Language. Kidnapping. Violence. I think that’s about it.

Sometimes in life there are just certain people worth breaking the rules for. No matter the hell that may rain down. Is it possible to fall in love with someone in just a matter of one conversation? To be utterly and completely obsessed with someone in a matter of weeks? But what if they aren’t who you think they are? What if one day the person you love, they just disappear? Learning to live again is a bitch. Specially just when you think you’re doing fine, he shows up on your doorstep. Wanting to explain his secrets. But now you’ve got your own secrets but do you really ever just get over that type of love? Can you really just move on and pretend it never happened? Even when you’re carrying around proof inside you?

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You’re closing your mailbox, pulling your key free as Clint comes in. You sift through your mail in hand as you start for the stairs, he falls into step with you. You could feel his eyes bouncing from you to the stairs as the two of you climb them. You press your lips together, trying to not grin.

“Interesting mail?” He chuckles.

“Maybe.” You glance up at him. “Don’t miss a step.” You smirk, he laughs.

“What are you doing tonight?” He asks suddenly. This time it’s you who stumbles, but you catch yourself just as quickly.

“What? Tonight?” You blink at him as you reach the landing. He nods, a smile on his lips. “Nothing, documentaries and probably take out.” You admit with a shrug.

“Exciting night.” He nods.

“Could be, if you joined me.” You smirk at him when his brow slams up in surprise at your boldness.

“I’d love too.” He chuckles, nodding.

“Come over about six?” You ask, backing away from him towards your own apartment door.

“I’ll be there.” He smiles.

“Well I’d hope so. You kind of live on the other side of my living room, I would know if you were standing me up.” You laugh softly.

“Good thing that’s not something I would do.” He smirks.

“See you later than.” You grin, turning to unlock your door.

“Yes you will.” He nods, unlocking his own door. 

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You let out a pent up huff as you thumb out the text to your best friend, MJ. Twenty past six, and Clint still hadn’t shown up. You stare at your front door from your kitchen island where you sat. You’d been so excited and rather thrilled at the idea of getting to know the ridiculously delicious neighbor of yours. You’d spent thirty minutes going back and forth with MJ about whether wearing a dress was assuming too much or trying too hard.

You’d finally settled on black linen shorts with the little draw string waist, and a white tank top. Comfy, and adorable. You’re replying to MJ about what to do, when the knock on your door comes. You sigh, glaring at the door once more. You debate on not answering.

“Y/N?” He calls. “I know you’re home.” You roll your eyes, leaving your phone on the counter. You head for the door, pulling it open, you lean on the frame.

“When I say I’m doing something, I mean it.” You retort.

“I wasn’t standing you up, I swear.” He pleads. You squint at him for a moment. “I was on the phone with my sister. Her and her boyfriend had a disagreement, I ended up on speaker phone and refereeing their fight.” He admits.

“You have a sister?” You watch him.

“Two. Red heads. Both Russian actually.” He nods. Your brow lifts.

“Um.” Your head tips.

“Foster care.” He admits with a small nod. You push the door open, letting him in.

“Okay, I might be the dick tonight.” You admit with a sigh, heading towards your phone.

“Why?” He chuckles.

“I thought you stood me up. I assumed you were a fuck boy.” You admit, with the roll of your eyes.

“Quick to the assumptions.” Clint chuckles.

“So I’m sorry.” You roll your eyes, shrugging.

“At least you were honest about it.” He chuckles.

“So for that, I will let you pick what we order.” You smile at him, leaning on the counter.

“Oh that’s easy. Pizza.” He grins at you.

“I love pizza.” You grin at him.

“Now if you say you’re a coffee junky, you actually might be perfect.” He laughs. You blush, running a hand through your hair. “What?” He smiles.

“I own three coffee makers.” You admit with a laugh.

“Yeah, I’m going to need you to stop doing that.” Clint nods, scratching his fingers along his jaw.

“What?” You laugh.

“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.” He grins.

“Guess I’ll just order pizza than.” You blush, picking up your phone. 

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You drop on to the couch with Clint, picking up the remote.

“What’s your guilty pleasure?” He grins looking over at you. His arm over the back of the couch, as he settles in next to you.

“Famous murders.” You nod. “Not of famous people per say, but like the real popular, media heavy stories.” You nod.

“Like Kurt Cobain?” He chuckles.

“Don’t get me started on that.” You laugh. “We’ll never move on to a new topic and I’ll have to break out the tequila.” You shake your head.

“Wow the hard stuff?” Clint laughs.

“I could conspiracy theory rant on that for days.” You nod.

“I’ll save that for a rainy day than.” He nods, a soft smile on his lips. “So I picked pizza, you pick the documentary.” You smile, scrolling through your saved shows.

“Laci Peterson?” You look over at him.

“Faintly remember it.” He chuckles. You light up, as you start giving him the run down on the murder of Laci Peterson and her unborn son. He smiles listening to you, carry on.

“Going to shut up now.” You flush when you realize you’d been rambling on. “Let you just watch the show.” You nod, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“If you get that into just talking about it, I can only imagine you watching it.” He grins at you. You blush sinking back into the couch, pressing play.

Half a pizza later, a six pack of beer and breaking out the Hershey kisses you kept in your fridge. You felt Clint’s eyes on you. When you glance over, he’s watching you, not the show.

“What?” You wiggle in your seat under his gaze.

“You just get so into the show, you tsk and hmm to yourself.” He chuckles softly.

“I do?” You blush.

“It’s actually the cutest thing I’ve seen.” He grins at you.

“You’re going to have to stop doing that.” You sigh, glancing over at him.

“What?” His brow pulls down slightly.

“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.” You smirk at him. He grins at you.

You glance at the TV before you turn your head to say something. His mouth lands on yours, every nerve in your body tingles with life. Your hands slip into his hair, threading your fingers into it. His hands pull you closer to him by your hips. Stealing your mind with the electric rush from his kiss. With the second kiss, you didn’t even want it back. He could keep it, if he kept kissing you like that.

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Cold Turkey

Request: Yes / No Fluffcember Day 28!

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Callie Adams-Foster x Male!Reader 

Word count: 614

Warnings: Just delicious fluff!

Y/N: Your Name 

Prompt(s): Cold Turkey

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*Callie’s POV*

The kitchen was chaos. Mariana and I were both bustling around, trying to piece together a half-respectable Christmas dinner for our family and my boyfriend. It was supposed to be simple, or at least, that’s what Mariana and I told ourselves when we took on the task. We were determined to pull off a flawless dinner, and honestly, I think we might have been a little too confident. We watched a few cooking tutorials, picked out some ambitious recipes, and even made a schedule to make sure everything was perfect. But things had a way of getting complicated when Mariana and I were in the kitchen.

“I think the turkey needs more butter.” Mariana called over her shoulder, inspecting the enormous bird. I sighed and glanced at the clock. 

“Mariana, we already added so much butter it looked like it was bathing in it.” 

“But it needs to be juicy, Callie!” She argued, smearing on yet another layer. 

“Nobody liked dry turkey.” 

We had already made stuffing, mashed potatoes, and a whole assortment of sides, all spread out across whatever available surface was left in the kitchen. We put the turkey in the oven hours ago and we were convinced it was going to turn out golden, crispy, and jucy. It would be the turkey everyone would be talking about. 

As the clock ticked closer to dinner time, Mariana and I rushed to get the sides reheated and the table set. I carefully arranged the cranberry sauce, a huge bowl of mashed potatoes, and a dish of green bean casserole next to the neatly folded napkins. Everything was ready, except for the turkey. 

“Okay, I think it’s time to pull it out.” I said, feeling a surge of excitement and a bit of relief. Mariana grabbed the oven mitts and carefully pulled the pan out, setting it on the counter with a triumphant grin. The turkey looked perfect, all golden and beautifully browned. 

“Wow… it actually looks like the picture!” She said, her face lighting up as we admired our hard work. I smiled feeling a rare sense of cooking pride. 

“Alright, let’s bring it to the table before it cools.” 

We carried the turkey platter into the dining room, where Y/N and the rest of our family were already gathered, and looked hungry. 

“Looks amazing!” Y/N said, flashing me a smile as he pulled out a chair for me. Everyone’s eyes were on the turkey as Mariana began to carve and I could feel my heart swell with pride. This was our big moment. But, as soon as she cut into it, I noticed something was off. 

“Um, Callie?” Mariana whispered, her voice tight with panic as she peeked inside. 

“I don’t think it’s cooked all the way…” I frowned, moving closer to inspect it. To my horror, the inside was completely cold. It was like we’d never put it in the oven at all! My heart sank as I realized we must have sent the oven temperature way too low. Y/N sent me a sympathetic look, clearly picking up on our disaster. I gave him a helpless shrug, trying to ignore the heat rising in my cheeks. 

“Uh… surprise!” Mariana said, attempting to save the moment with a weak smile. 

“A brand new way to serve turkey… cold!” Everyone laughed and even I had to chuckle, though I felt my face turning bright red. This was not how I’d pictured the night going. 

“It’s alright. We’ve got so much food here, it won’t even matter.” Y/N said, squeezing my hand with a reassuring smile. 

“Yeah, and we did say we wanted a memorable Christmas!” Mariana grinned. 

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Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Day 1- Temperature Play: Toy Otto x Fem!reader Day 2- Voyeurism: Lou Chan x Male!reader Day 3- Public Sex: Barry Allen X Fem!reader Day 4- Sensory Deprivation: Negan x Fem!reader Day 5- Bondage: Derek Morgan x Fem!reader Day 6- Anonymous Sex: Jamie Hunter x Fem!reader Day 7- Bruising/Biting: John Murphy!Vampire AU x Fem!reader Day 8- Flogging: Oliver Queen x Fem!reader Day 9- Food Play: Fred and George Weasley x Fem!reader Day 10- Overstimulation: Sub!Ambrose Spellman x Dom!Fem!reader Day 11- Knife Play: F.P. Jones x Fem!reader Day 12- Breath Play: Savitar x Fem!reader Day 13- Role Play: Callie Adams-Foster x Male!reader Day 14- Gangbang: Draco Malfoy x Blaise Zabini x Theodore Nott x Fem!reader Day 15-Teasing: Althea Szewczyk-Przygocki x Fem!reader Day 16- Cock Worshiping: Daryl Dixon x Fem!reader Day 17- Squirting: Bellamy Blake x Fem!reader Day 18- Foot Fetish: Archie Andrews x Fem!reader Day 19- Fisting: Caliban x Fem!reader Day 20- Cunnilingus: Brandon Foster x Fem!reader Day 21- Shower Sex: Spencer Reid x Fem!reader Day 22- Thigh Riding: Tommy Merlyn x Fem!reader Day 23- Breeding: Malachai x Fem!reader Day 24- Somnophilia: Roy Harper x Fem!reader Day 25- Pussy Slapping: Leonard Snart x Fem!Allen!reader Day 26- Pegging: Jesus Adams-Foster x Fem!reader Day 27- Angry Sex: Rosita Espinosa x Male!reader Day 28- Phone Sex: Luke Alvez x Fem!reader Day 29- Uniforms: Octavia Blake x Male!reader Day 30- Sex Pollen: Harvey Kinkle x Fem!reader Day 31- Cock Warming: Severus Snape x Fem!reader

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Kinktober 2024

Day 1- Temperature Play: Toy Otto x Fem!reader

Day 2- Voyeurism: Lou Chan x Male!reader

Day 3- Public Sex: Barry Allen X Fem!reader

Day 4- Sensory Deprivation: Negan x Fem!reader

Day 5- Bondage: Derek Morgan x Fem!reader

Day 6- Anonymous Sex: Jamie Hunter x Fem!reader

Day 7- Bruising/Biting: John Murphy!Vampire AU x Fem!reader

Day 8- Flogging: Oliver Queen x Fem!reader

Day 9- Food Play: Fred and George Weasley x Fem!reader

Day 10- Overstimulation: Sub!Ambrose Spellman x Dom!Fem!reader

Day 11- Knife Play: F.P. Jones x Fem!reader

Day 12- Breath Play: Savitar x Fem!reader

Day 13- Role Play: Callie Adams-Foster x Male!reader

Day 14- Gangbang: Draco Malfoy x Blaise Zabini x Theodore Nott x Fem!reader

Day 15-Teasing: Althea Szewczyk-Przygocki x Fem!reader

Day 16- Cock Worshiping: Daryl Dixon x Fem!reader

Day 17- Squirting: Bellamy Blake x Fem!reader

Day 18- Foot Fetish: Archie Andrews x Fem!reader

Day 19- Fisting: Caliban x Fem!reader

Day 20- Cunnilingus: Brandon Foster x Fem!reader

Day 21- Shower Sex: Spencer Reid x Fem!reader

Day 22- Thigh Riding: Tommy Merlyn x Fem!reader

Day 23- Breeding: Malachai x Fem!reader

Day 24- Somnophilia: Roy Harper x Fem!reader

Day 25- Pussy Slapping: Leonard Snart x Fem!reader

Day 26- Pegging: Jesus Adams-Foster x Fem!reader

Day 27- Angry Sex: Rosita Espinosa x Male!reader

Day 28- Phone Sex: Luke Alvez x Fem!reader

Day 29- Uniforms: Octavia Blake x Male!reader

Day 30- Sex Pollen: Harvey Kinkle x Fem!reader

Day 31- Cock Warming: Severus Snape x Fem!reader

Here's how the days are gonna go, hope you're all excited!

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Fluffcember 2024!

Roasted Marshmallows- Jasper Jordan x Fem!Reader

Winter Flu- Carl Grimes x Fem!Reader

Snowman- Evan Speck x Fem!Reader

Christmas Sweater- Jesus Adams-Foster x Fem!Reader

Northern Lights- Sirius Black x Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

Gingerbread House- Nicholas Scratch x Fem!Reader

Condensed Breath- Nick Clark x Fem!Reader

Sparkling Snow- Derek Morgan x Daughter!Reader

Sugar Rush- Cisco Remon x Fem!Reader

Carols- Jughead Jones x Fem!Reader

Slippery- Roy Harper x Fem!Reader

Skiing- Brandon Foster x Fem!Reader

Fire and Ice- Caitlin Snow x Male!Reader

Winter Soup- Ron Weasley x Fem!Reader

Naughty List- Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Chocolate- Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader

Snowed In- John Murphy x Fem!Reader

Mistletoe- Caliban x Fem!Reader

Fondue- Gael Martinez x Sister!Reader

Fairytales- Tommy Merlyn x Fem!Reader

Cabine in the Snow- Luke Alvez x Fem!Reader

Winter Storm- Alicia Clark x Male!Reader

Confessions- Malachai x Fem!Jones!Reader

Christmas Tree- Negan x Fem!Reader

The Perfect Gift- Oliver Queen x Fem!Reader

Forgiveness- Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Family Gatherings- Barry Allen x Fem!Reader

Cold Turkey- Callie Adams-Foster x Male!Reader

Mint- Ambrose x Fem!Reader

Warming Up- Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader

Fireworks- Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

[ghostedloverr]

|New Family|

the family x male reader

M!Reader finds himself running to the fosters after his father constant abuse.

warnings: abuse

3rd person POV

Hurdled in a corner, y/n wrapped his hands around his head as the fight between his father was yelling downstairs for him. he knew he fucked up as he forgot to do something as little as take out the garbage. he couldn’t move as he heard the heavy and angry footsteps quickly making their way up the stairs.

“Where the fuck are you!? you little piece of shit!” his voice boomed through the house, y/n whimpered in fear, knowing what was about to go down. his father got to his door, banging loudly. “Unlock this fucking door now!” y/n cried. “I will knock this fucking door down!”

y/n shook in fear, looking up and the door shook, he knew it was about to come off the hinges. “please.” y/n whispered lowly but no one was coming. soon the door was kicked in and his father was making his way to him.

he cried as he was picked up and shoved against the wall, his father towering over him. he wasn’t much taller than y/n as he was 6’3 while y/n was only three inches shorter but his father always made him smaller. “i’m sorry!” his father ignored it and connected his fist against his stomach, y/n groaned and fell to the floor.

his dad started taking off his belt. “what the fuck is wrong with you!?” he ripped the belt out of his pants and tightened it around his hand. “i’m gonna fuck you up boy.” he started to hit him, with his bel, feet, hands. over and over again, y/n started to feel lightheaded as he was just laying on the ground crying. he could barely breathe at this point, the only thing heard where the hits against his skin and his sobs.

worthless, trash, useless, replaceable. his father spat every word he could think off. y/n couldn’t take it. he doesn’t really know where it came from but he kicked his legs out, hitting his fathers leg causing him to stumble back, y/n took his chance and with all his strength he stood up and ran out the door, he was limping but he wouldn’t stop. he limped down the stairs and out the front door, he could hear his fathers steps behind him.

he knew if he was caught it would be over. he ran as fast as he could to his bike, picking it up and peddling as fast as he can. he could hear his father yelling as he sped down the street, he wasn’t thinking only pumping his legs towards the only place he knew was safe. he pulled into the driveway, the lights where on which didn’t surprise him as the always stay up a little later on the weekends.

he walked up to the door but froze. what if his father convinced them he was lying? what if they immediately called him a lair. he stood frozen not knowing what to do. he couldn’t go back but he didn’t know if he could go forward. “fuck.” he whimpered feeling his legs about to give out.

he shook his head about to walk away when the door swung open. lena standing there with a glass of wine and wide smile on her face. “y/n what are yo-“ she stopped, her face dropping as she saw the 16 year old boy before her. busted lip, bruised eyes, blood running down his face, arms and,legs. “oh my god.” she placed her glass down on the table next to the door. “stef!she yelled. multiple footsteps made their way towards the door.

lena quickly pulled y/n inside, sitting y/n down on the couch. “honey what happened.” y/n say their shaking not being able to talk, to afraid. “lena what ha-“ stef stopped, worrying quickly making its way to her face. she stepped over to them. “y/n what?” she knelled down next to lena. all five siblings walked down the stairs and into the living room, hearing their moms panic voices caused them to worry.

he didn’t move, his eyes focused on his hands. he couldn’t speak, tearing falling down his eyes. “do we need to call your dad?” the moment the words left lena’s mouth y/n immediately shook his head panicking. “no! god no please.” he quickly spoke. lena frowned. “ok, ok.”

callie frowned. “did he do this?” the two older woman looked over at her, the idea not crossing their minds till now. y/n started to sob harder. “im sorry, i’m sorry.” he whimpered. “hey no, don’t say sorry.” stef said, trying to stop herself from crying.

“i gotta call-“ “no! not the police i don’t wanna go back there! please!” he was so scared. they could all see it. stef shook her head. “ your not going back there i promise. i have to call them.” y/n slowly nodded. he was still shaking. jude slowly walked over and sat beside him.

the two were close, y/n being there when jude was figuring himself out with connor, and with everything else that went down. jude grabbed his hand, y/n slightly smiled. callie walked over to, sitting on the other side of him. the other three sitting in front of them.

he knew he didn’t have his father anymore, which he was glad for even if a part of him would always remember the gentle soul his father once was but now he has them and nothing would take him away from his new family.

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Smut Prompts, 23 “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forgot you ever met that asshole.” Callie Adams Foster (Good Trouble) x male!reader

You got it!

[bumblesimagines]

Callie Adams Foster (good trouble) x male!reader. “ i didn't want to tell you until i was sure, but... i'm pregnant. “

"I didn't want to tell you until I was sure, but... I'm pregnant."

Life at the Coterie had been nothing but hectic. Dennis was running a food truck, Gael and Isabella were having a baby, Alice had a whole mess with her comedy group, and Malika had kids over about every week. You had found yourself helping Isabella, though she was very adamant that she didn't need help this early on. Still, Gael would bother you about 'being a good uncle' to his unborn child.

Luckily, you were able to find some peace and quiet. With Gael working again, Isabella had given you 'time off'. She'd let Gael know you were a huge help just so that he'd stay off your back.

You poured more wine into the cup, glancing at the door when it opened. You smiled when Callie sluggishly entered, groaning softly as she let her bags drop onto the floor.

"You alright, babe?" You asked, head tilting as she took slow steps towards the bed before face planting into the soft covers. She practically purred as she rubbed her cheek against the pillow.

"Oh, bed, how I've missed you." She whispered. You snorted, leaning back in your seat. Callie sighed, propping herself up onto her elbows. She offered a tired smile.

"Hi." She greeted, a gentle giggle leaving her as she pushed herself up into a sitting position. She kicked off her heels, running a hand through her hair.

"Want some? You seem like you could use it." You stood, approaching the bed and sitting down. Callie instinctively reached for the cup but stopped, clearing her throat.

"Actually, I think.. I think I'll do a cleanse and start being healthier." Callie said, looking away from the wine. You furrowed your brows. Callie typically never rejected a glass of wine.

"What's up, Cal?" You asked, gently setting the cup on the nightstand and scooting closer to her. Callie sighed softly, licking her lips as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I didn't want to tell you until I was sure, but... I'm pregnant." Callie revealed, staring down at the mattress.

"What?"

"I found out last week. You know how I was throwing up and feeling off? I went to the doctor to see if maybe it was a stomach virus but.. turns out, it's a baby." Callie explained softly, lifting her head to look at you.

"What are we gonna do?"

[bumblesimagines]

Together

Request: Yes or No

Pretty short so my bad

~

Callie

We're having a party at the Coterie. Wanna join?

(Y/N)

I'm busy tonight

Callie

Again?

(Y/N)

Yeah

(Y/N)

Sorry babe

Callie sighed softly, staring at her phone. Mariana finished doing her makeup, looking at her sister's reflection.

"What's with the long face?" She asked, facing her. Callie glanced up at her, brushing some hair back.

"(Y/N) says he's busy again." Callie said quietly, tossing her phone to the side and sighing. Mariana frowned, walking towards her and sitting down.

"Maybe he's working more." Mariana shrugged lightly. Callie sighed, biting her bottom lip.

"Come on, Callie. Get dressed cause the party's starting soon." Mariana gave her knee a squeeze, standing and checking her appearance one more time. Callie stood, getting dressed and applying some makeup. She heard the music start and people arriving. Callie picked up her phone, looking over the texts again before stepping out of her room and joining the tenants. She took the cup Mariana offered her. Her mind kept drifting, unable to find the want to get drunk and let loose. Callie placed her cup down, going back to her room. She called her boyfriend, closing the door to help lower the volume.

"Hey, what's up?" (Y/N) asked when he answered the phone. Callie swallowed, licking her lips.

"Hey, babe.. I.. I'm not enjoying this party." Callie chuckled as she sat on her bed. Her brows furrowed upon hearing the sound of a Disney movie in the background.

"Why?"

"There's this case I can't get my mind off." Callie lied quickly, licking her lips. (Y/N) hummed, shuffling coming from his end.

"I'll call you later. Mariana wants to do shots." Callie lied again, grabbing her purse. (Y/N) laughed softly.

"Okay, Cal. See you later." (Y/N) said before hanging up. Callie stood, ordering an uber to (Y/N)'s place. She left her room and the Coterie. She got in the uber, thoughts racing again. (Y/N)'s work wasn't related to Disney. It could've been used as background noise but it also meant (Y/N) was home. Callie got out of the car, approaching (Y/N)'s place and knocking. It took a moment before (Y/N) answered, brows raising.

"Hey, babe." He greeted, head tilting. "What brings you here?"

"I wasn't feeling well and the party is probably gonna go on until the morning so.." Callie trailed off. Her boyfriend nodded, letting her inside.

"Uhm, Callie.. I want you to meet Daniela." (Y/N) walked into the livingroom. Callie's brows furrowed, following him. She blinked, staring at the young child in a princess gown.

"Dani is my sister."

"The sister visiting family in North Coralina?" Callie looked at (Y/N), brows raised. (Y/N) nodded slowly.

"You didn't mention she was.. Five or six." Callie whispered, glancing at the little girl. Her eyes were glued to the tv, completely focused on Moana.

"I post about her on Instagram. In my defense, I thought you already knew. She's seven, not five or six." (Y/N) raised his hands. Callie sighed, licking her lips.

"I'm gonna shower." She mumbled. (Y/N) watched her walk away, plopping down on the couch. Daniela glanced back at her brother, standing and walking towards him. She sat beside him, fixing her tiara.

"Who was that?"

"My girlfriend?"

"Oh, the lawyer?" Daniela tilted her head. (Y/N) nodded, giving her a small smile. Daniela hummed, looking back at the tv. She sang along to the songs, getting up and dancing around. (Y/N) watched her, sighing softly. Callie returned, taking a seat next to him.

"My aunt likes to give me breaks at least four times a year. She'll either come here or have Dani travel with a friend over to her."

"You take care of her all by yourself?" Callie asked softly, head resting on his shoulder. (Y/N) nodded.

"We have no family here." (Y/N) reminded her. Callie frowned, arms wrapping around him. She watched Daniela, gaze softening.

"I'd be glad to watch her with you." Callie said softly. (Y/N) gave her a small smile, nodding. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, looking back at Daniela.

"I'll go make popcorn." (Y/N) said, standing and leaving the two girls alone. Callie cleared her throat, sitting up.

"I'm Callie." She gave her a smile. Daniela looked at her, giving a small wave.

"You like princesses, Daniela?" Callie tilted her head as she watched her. Daniela nodded, playing with the skirt of her gown. Callie smiled.

"You would be a very pretty princess." She cooed. Daniela giggled, walking to her toy chest and pulling out another tiara. She walked towards Callie, handing it to her. Callie put it on, chuckling.

"Am I pretty princess?" She asked. Daniela nodded, sitting on the floor and brushing her Barbie's hair as she watched the movie. (Y/N) returned with the popcorn, smiling when he noticed Callie's new accessory.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

You and Callie, your girlfriend, having an unexpected surprise

Request: Yes or No

~

"Callie, I need your thoughts-" Mariana cut herself off, blinking when she noticed her sister fast asleep. Mariana frowned. Callie had been sleeping a lot recently. She remembered hearing Callie suddenly get up and rush out of the room the night before.

"Callie?" Mariana called out softly, putting down the outfits she was gonna show her. Mariana approached Callie's bed, sitting down and gently shaking her shoulder. Callie groaned, sifting onto her back and looking at her sister.

"What?" She asked groggily, rubbing her eyes. Mariana frowned, gently touching her forehead.

"You don't have a fever.. You've been tired and throwing up recently. Do you have a stomach virus?" Mariana asked softly. Callie shook her head, slowly sitting up and sighing.

"I don't know.. I've had some back pain too. It might be my period." Callie replied, running a hand through her hair. She stayed silent before her brows furrowed and her frown deepened. Callie looked around, grabbing her phone and unplugging it. Mariana watched her.

"What's up?" She asked. Callie opened her period tracking app, biting her bottom lip. She looked at her sister.

"I'm late." She breathed out. "Like, two weeks late."

"What? How did you not notice?"

"I've been busy with work! What if.." Callie blinked, pressing a hand to her stomach. "Mariana, what if I'm-"

"Okay, okay! Let's slow down, alright? What if you're late cause of stress? Plus, you use protection with (Y/N), right?" Mariana stood, giving her sister a comforting smile. The smile dropped when Callie gave her a sheepish smile.

"Callie!"

"We do use protection! Most of the time... Mariana, I have work and so does he. We don't have time for a baby. I don't really want to raise a baby here. I can't force the others to be quiet or not have parties cause of something I did." Callie stood up, looking through her drawers. Mariana watched her, brows furrowing. She stepped back so Callie could get some shoes.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna get some pregnancy tests, just to be sure." Callie replied, quickly changing into new clothes. Mariana sighed.

"Your shirt is on backwards." She pointed out, shaking her head and sitting on the bed.

"Are you gonna tell (Y/N)?" Mariana asked as Callie hopped on one leg while trying to put on her shoe properly. She shot her a look.

"No, not if it's negative." Callie shook her head, getting her purse and phone. She pointed a finger at her.

"Don't tell him, okay?" Callie raised her brows. Mariana made a zipping motion across her lips, watching her leave. Mariana hummed.

"Now that I think about it.. Pregnancy tests should be offered in bathrooms." Mariana mumbled, nodding to herself and texting her friends from work about the idea. She waited for Callie to return, looking up when Callie opened the door, showing her the tests.

"Come with me. I don't want to wait alone." Callie breathed out. Mariana nodded, standing up and following her to the bathroom. Callie got into one of the stalls, taking the tests out of the boxes. Mariana flashed Kelly a small smile when she entered. Kelly gave her an odd look, using the bathroom. Callie stepped out of the stall, placing the test on the sink.

"I'll put on a timer." Mariana said, going on her phone. She placed it beside the tests, stepping back. Callie paced infront of the showers, mind racing. The two sisters flinched when they heard the ringing from the phone.

"Look at it. I can't do it." Callie mumbled, covering her face. Mariana rubbed her back, looking at the tests. She stepped forward, brows raising. Positive. Positive. Positive. Mariana swallowed, looking back at her sister.

"You've got a bun in the oven." She said softly. Callie looked at her, eyes widening.

"Tell me you're joking." She breathed out, rushing forward and looking at the tests. She covered her face again, whimpering softly.

"We have to tell (Y/N)." Mariana whispered, arms wrapping around her. They heard the front doors open.

"Babe?" (Y/N) called out. Callie sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear and leaving the bathroom. She approached her boyfriend, smiling softly when he pecked her cheek.

"You okay? You look pale." (Y/N) gently touched her cheek. Callie swallowed, sighing softly.

"I have something to tell you."

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[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Coming home after having an argument with Callie, your girlfriend

Request: Yes or No

Request wasn't very specific on gender so it'll be gender neutral

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You watched as Callie tossed her purse on the couch, clearly irritated from your argument. You sighed, shutting the front door and locking it. You placed your keys down, gaze locked on your girlfriend. Callie was impulsive and stubborn but most of the time she had good intentions.

"Callie, you shouldn't have asked for my opinion on the matter." You said, listening to the clink of glasses. You suspected she had a mild alcohol addiction. Callie took a sip of the wine, taking in a deep breath.

"I just think.. You should side with me more often."

"And I think you should've trusted Kathleen." You responded, walking towards her. Callie looked down at her wine, sighing.

"Kathleen has more experience than you, Callie. She knows what she's doing." You reminded her gently. Callie took another sip, licking her lips.

"What about the Jaime situation?"

"First of all, we shouldn't be talking about your ex. Second of all, Jaime was well within his rights to press charges. A stranger entered his apartment without his knowledge and he panicked. Why did you call him.in the first place? Because you felt uneasy, right?" You cocked a brow. Callie frowned, giving a small nod.

"Babe, I get you want to do right by everyone but you need to take a step back and analyze things. You already quit two jobs.. Don't lose another one." You leaned in, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Callie used a napkin to dap at her mouth, finishing her wine and putting the bottle away. She sighed softly, arms wrapping around you.

"I'm sorry for getting angry." Callie muttered, eyes shutting. You rubbed her back, sighing softly and leaning back.

"We all get heated about the things we're passionate about." You said softly, gently taking her hand.

"Come on, let's head to bed."

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