#fae’s asks

[hexcii]

HI CAN I KISS FAE SUN'S RAYS??? (I saw the puffed up beast drawing and I 🥺🥺🥺 ngl zoned in on his rays lol) they look so delicate and texture wise, it reminds me of soft gummies ahshahshahs and are Moon's antennas sensitive? Cuz if so, I'll spare really, really gentle kissies 🙏🏻

Okay bye akfjowkfkwkkf (usually really nervous to ask but um yes okay thank you)

HI STARRIE!!!!!! 🩷🩷🩷💐💐

Of course you can! He’d be more than happy to let you <33

They’re a little bit sensitive so be careful! But they’re definitely not as sensitive as either of their antennae

Have fun with that >;))

[sevsbunny]

what would riding sevika’s abs be like….

i think it would be messy, desperate.

her fingers digging into your hips as your cunt glides easily across the smooth plane of her abs. her own tits snug in her sports bra — nipples poking through the fabric.

her knees are bent so give her a better leverage with you on her stomach, your thighs on either side of her waist and your hands balancing yourself on the top of her knee caps

you’re speed out eagle for her like this, save for your legs tucked underneath you. she can see your cunt glisten with each lift of your hips before you grind back down on her stomach.

she grunts as she feels another gush of arousal spills from your cunt, her eyes darkening as she watches you. “this what you want, doll? to ride daddy’s abs like this?” you let out a moan as you nod, your head tipping forward as you move your hips faster, not really needing the guidance of her hands if you were honest.

she takes her flesh hand and pushes her thumb against your swollen clit, groaning as you moan out and rut your hips against her touch and her abs, needing the friction faster.

“atta girl, chase it. take what you need from me. mark me as yours.” she all by fucking growls the last part, her head dizzy at the fact that you were marking her as yours with your cunt soaking her skin.

she clenched her stomach and you swore you almost came from the action. moans tumbled from your lips as the pressure of her thumb on your clit pressed, and your stomach tightening with each stroke.

“give it to me, that’s it… there you go-“ her name falls from your lips that sound like sin, cunt pulsing around absolutely nothing as you dig yourself into her abs, thighs clenching her waist harshly.

she’s watching you in aw as you ride her body, as you use her for your own personal gain. she can’t help but notice the way her own pussy throbs, feeling a wet patch deep through her boxers as the time goes on

[fckmebarnes]

Morning cuddles with Bucky, keeping him in be(tween your legs)d just a little bit longer…

mm…thinking of sleepy morning sex with bucky…

the two of you haven’t had had sex throughout the night, waking up with sleepy whines and groans, hands roaming everywhere and soft thrusts

“bucky…” you whine softly as you stir slightly, the light from the sun peaking through the blinds and illuminating the room. you felt bucky pressed against you — his bare chest snug on your back, warmth radiating from him

you could feel his chest rumble with a groan, his hips pushing sleepily against you as you felt his hard cock snug in between your thick thighs

at some point of the night, his cock must’ve slipped out from your cunt, cockwarming him in his sleep. you groan, your slick on your thighs and feeling his pre cum drip from his swollen tip

“baby…fuck…” he groans softly against the bare skin of your shoulder, stubble rubbing against you making you gasp softly. you could feel his cock throb between your thighs, the easy movements of his hips pressing against you

your pussy throbbed with how close his cock was to you, how much you needed to feel him fill you up again, even if you’ve been going at it all night. his fingers dig into your hips, angling his hips enough so the tip of his cock catches your weeping hole making you whimper in response

“please…” sleep filling your voice, you could feel him smile against your skin as he lightly bites your shoulder. he groans as he feels your warm cunt easily invite his thick cock, pushing deep inside of you and snuggling against you tighter

“that good baby?” he asks, his voice deep and husky. you knew he had just woken up, gravely tone going right to your cunt. you nod, nuzzling into him deeper as you close your eyes and move your hips, fucking yourself slowly and sleepily on his cock

“jus like that…good girl…such a good girl…” he murmurs, his eyes closed as he feels your wet and warm walls glide against your cunt, sucking him in with each lazy thrust

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 271

“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 

“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 

Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 

“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 

“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 

Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”

Now wait one moment-

“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 

[corkinavoid]

Hey cork. in your changing danny au I feel like Danny's favorite gotham rogue would be the riddler. They would spent hours trying to out riddle each other and the riddler learning more complex riddles, but completely forgetting to do his newest scheme because dannys distracting him.

Riddler would be absolutely fascinated by fae!Danny. They could spend hours talking to each other, and Riddler would be absolutely thrilled because this boy doesn't even make an effort to sound enigmatic, he just does.

Danny, on the other hand, enjoys Riddler's company because the man understands him better than Damian does, despite him never meeting fae before. And Danny doesn't even have to explain or simplify!

The Batfam, though, would be just confused. On one hand, this is a Rogue. On the other, at least they are having fun?

Also, since they've first met, every Riddler encounter eventually ends with one of the Bats or Birds going, "Fuck it, I'm calling Danny" and throwing their hands up. Riddler is delighted.

[yandere-romanticaa]

Yandere Fae!, who keeps you hidden away deep inside his castle, away from any unnecessary prying eyes, be it human or the eyes of other immortals such as himself. Your meeting was one of chance and the years of fighting have taught him to cherish all the things he wishes to keep.

Keep your enemies close, but your friends even closer. That was his own personal spin on that old saying.

Yandere Fae!, who is just content with you being close. It does sting with how hard you try to escape but he is sure that his home will grow on you.

He is a lonely man. He has fought valiantly for his king, serving as a knight for his realm for ages. Many of his peers said to him that he ought to take on a human lover, or several if he so wished. While eternal life was tempting to many, the taste and vibrancy of humanity was too good to just be ignored. Humans always aim to please, which always made them such marvelous little lovers. He never understood how so many of his brothers and sisters fell head over heels for a human by simply glancing at them.

Yandere Fae!, who upon first seeing you all alone treading deep within his mortal domain, cannot help but to be smitten. You reek of sweat and sweetness, his pupils dilating dangerously as he pictures what it would be like to sink his teeth into your soft neck. He feels his wings fluttering behind his back, urging him to make a move.

Even from this current distance, he can sense the hot blood pumping through your veins, deceiving you into going straight into his arms. Gentle specks of magic dance carefully on his fingertips, the glow just barely visible in the lush green of the forest.

He may be immortal and eternally youthful but it all paled in comparison to how he felt about you.

Yandere Fae!, who showers you in endless silk and gold, also cannot help but to mess with you just a wee bit.

It's in his nature, he cannot help it.

His tricks keep you on the edge of your seat - will he trick you into thinking you're back home just to see how you'll react? Will he cast a completely different illusion on you? Will he put something inside of your food, forcing you to either dance or weep against your will?

It was horrifying, trying to keep up with all of that.

But, that was the nature of the Fae.

[thedemonofcat]

One of the witchers makes a comment about Jaskier “aging well.”

And Jaskier’s like, “Thank you! I put a lot of thought into the amount of wrinkles and grey hair is realistic, yet sexy.”

Geralt, who’s been having a full-on crisis about Jaskier’s mortality: “what?”

With a snap of his fingers, Jaskier gradually transformed, reverting to the youthful appearance Geralt remembered from their first meeting all those years ago. Yet, even then, there had always been something... sharper about him. Or had there? Geralt couldn't quite recall.

"Feels good to get that glamour off," Jaskier remarked with a smile, stretching his arms. "They can get a bit stuffy after a while."

Geralt stared at the bard, utterly dumbfounded. "You were wearing a glamour?"

"I thought you knew," Jaskier replied, his expression mirroring Geralt's confusion. "I’m a Fae. We don’t really age."

[davinawritings]

Do you think someone that's anemic would be more tempting to the fae cause you know they have less iron then normal humans?

OMG I have never thought about that! I think it could be true.

Imagine fae boyfriend that is obsessively in love with you and wants to give you everything your heart desires.

You have always been anemic and know you need to eat food high in iron. You know your iron is really low when you start to get constantly fatigued and lightheaded.

Imagine asking fae boyfriend to get you steak and lots of spinach. He obviously gets it for you because you are his darling but he definitely side eyes you as you eat it.

OOOHHH or have you ever seen the iron fishes?? The ones that people sometimes add to the pot while cooking that is supposed to add iron to their food. Imagine you are making yourself some stew for dinner after a long day and feeling like your iron might be dipping low again. Fae boyfriend watches as you open one of the cabinets and pull out a small box. He looks as you absolutely bewildered and a little horrified as he watches you pull out the massive piece of iron and drop it in your stew. You have had to buy quite a few replacements of the iron fish as it seems to keep mysteriously disappearing...

Or imagine yandere fae that kidnapped you. He knows you are anemic and loves that about you. He loves keeping iron rich foods away from you knowing it will keep you weaker and unable to run far in the case you ever did escape (not likely with how he clings to you and keeps you by his side).

Honestly as someone who is anemic, I would love if fae were even more tempted lol.

[piosplayhouse]

"Oh dear," the unicorn thought. "I must've really mucked up the story beyond compare! The Red Bull Luo Binghe is protecting the last unicorn scum?! Unconscionable! He should have driven me off the cliff by now!!"

[randomloserlover]

Yellow Face does it again, and yet another unfortunate soul becomes victim... Soon he will be utterly unstoppable...

[hexcii]

I'm gonna start a trend hehe >:3

So :

How would your Fae Sun and Moon react to being called baby (as in affectionate petname sense)? Like when we pet them or we just nuzzle into their necks gently??? Sth sth soft touches and petnames have been plaguing me lately, thank you 😃💥

OKAY SEE YOU JESTIE HEHEHE

🫣💞✨💥‼️

Calling the faeries, the generous pet name givers themselves, a pet name?

Oh, Starrie,

They’d crumble

They can dish it out but they can’t take it

[sevsbunny]

can u write a fic about reader wearing like a sexy bunny costume for a party and sevika tells her she’s not wearing it and reader gets bratty about it and then she winds up fucking us in the costume…

“you are not wearing that shit out. are you kidding me?” you pout as you bounce in a circle for her, showing her the cute little bunny tail in the back, sitting right above your ass that was nearly handing out of this tight ass bodysuit

“what? why?” you dropped your arms dramatically, looking up at her with big puppy dog eyes as you came over to her

you were donning fish nets, a tight black bodysuit that rose high on your hips, and dipped deep for your cleavage. you had a white bunny tail and bunny hears atop your face.

she shook her head in disbelief, did you really just as that?

“seriously?” you pour again before she stalks over to you, turning you around so your back was against her chest. you looked up and saw she had you both positioned in front of the floor length mirror you both had in your living room

“seriously, i wanna wear it” you look at her through the mirror and her eyes darken. she tsks, before bending you over the back of the couch, kicking your legs spread open with her feet.

she slaps your ass making you gasp out. “first of all, your fucking ass is out.” she grunts before slapping it again, reveling in the way you let out a soft gasp. she chuckles, before leaning over your back side, her hips meeting the flesh of your ass and she pushes

“second of all,” she reaches her right arm around the front of your hips and down to your sex, cupping you in her pam before pushing the fabric away to reveal your bare cunt. “you’re fucking naked under this shit.” she groans again as she feels how wet you are on her finger tips

“do you not like it?” you gasp out to her through the mirror and she groans.

“i fucking love it, that’s the problem.” she circles your wet hole briefly, before taking her middle and ring finger up to your lips and pushing them past them

you moan as you suck on her fingers, keeping eye contact with her through the mirror. her gaze darkens as she watches you, the way you easily submit under her thumb

she takes her fingers from your mouth before going back to your cunt, circling your clit a few times with her middle finger making your hips stutter in response.

“other people would love it too. i can’t have that, now can i sweetheart?” she leans over and whispers lowly into your ear, watching your body tremble as she sinks her two fingers moist from your saliva into your pussy

“n-no,” you shake your head as you gasp out, pushing against her without knowing it.

“gods, you’re so easy. you know that? took me nothing to convince you. having you dumb on my fingers already.” she chuckles as she starts to move her hand, fingers pumping into your wet cunt as you grip the back of the cough and moans fall from your lips

[fckmebarnes]

Giving Bucky the silent treatment so he fucks you till you say something or make some kind of noise

“you’re seriously not gonna talk to me?” you huff, crossing your arms and looking the other direction.

you’re both sat at home, on the couch and throwing a little fit because bucky came back more damaged than he promised

“i’m mad at you.” you point out, trying to ignore the way he looks at you with a slightest shitting grin. he throws his arms up in defense, tsking before nodding

“fair. i did break a promise.” he admits, his metal hand coming to cup your knee. you shivered at the contact, missing his touch but you needed to stand your ground

as you kept quiet, he hummed a little, knowing how to get some noise out of you. “maybe i can get you to forgive me?” he says softly as he moves to cup the side of your neck with his flesh hand, his lips pressing soft kisses to your skin

you don’t say anything, trying to ignore how the stubble on his chin brushes up against you, making you’s giver with delight. he smiles against your neck before trailing soft kisses down your chest, fully coming to sit in between your thighs at this point

he was kneeling in front of you

and he never did that

his hands found home on your hips, his lips still trailing down your stomach before getting to your underwear that was just covered by one of his shirts, let’s be real

“think she’ll forgive me first?” he muses as he kisses your clothed mound. you hold back a soft whine, loosening your crossed arms as he presses a firmer kiss to your clothed clit

he takes his flesh hand and pulls your underwear to the side, kissing around your thighs before right on your clit. he looks up at you, an amused expression on his face.

“she seems like she wants to…” he mutters before licking a fat stripe up your cunt. he moans as he tastes you from your seeing hole.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 245

Now Danny would openly admit, if only to himself, that he had a type when it came to relationships. If they were strong, if they were a threat to him, then chances were he would develop some sort of crush. It was how he had dated Sam and Valerie (And Johnny & Kitty) when he was a bit younger, and hell, Sam had technically succeeded in killing him, even if partly. 

Attraction towards smart people who could kill him was honestly par for the course for a Fenton or Nightingale anyway. 

And he’d also admit he enjoyed a bit of time travel, learning about times and culture long before his time, to the point that he could blend in in ancient times just as easily as the time he had been born in. That it was natural to mutter in a language lost to time. 

So color him surprise when another man perks up in the bar he had paused to get a drink in, vibrant green eyes gleaming in interest and responds in turn. And not just in the language, but able to keep up when he talks about things that once existed but haven’t been rediscovered yet. 

And one thing led to the other, and there might have been some assassins and some shenanigans that end with them both laughing together in an inn and then more and- Okay he has a type alright, and he’s ticking each box! How is that fair? 

[corkinavoid]

I had a person come up to the counter today, look at my badge and go, "You're not [insert stereotypical male name here].

Which, yeah, right, true, technically, I'm not, I had the wrong badge. I forgot mine at home, and I used my coworker's one. It was the only one available and it had "[male name], he/him".

(Side note, I so so so love that our badges have pronouns on them, it's so nice! Another side note, I go by they/them most of the time, but I don't mind he/she/ze or any other pronouns)

And, usually, gender is a concept I don't have the time or brain capacity to consider. It doesn't really matter for me personally, I know I appear feminine, and I don't have a problem with customers referring to me by she/her. I mean, sure, it's nice if they look at my badge, see "Cork, they/them" and refer to me by it, but honestly, the amount of fucks I give about random people using wrong pronouns is zero.

But this person at the counter just, I dunno. Looked like they wanted a fight. And the shop was empty, and I was bored, so I was like

You know what? Sure, let's do this. It's probably the only entertainment I'm gonna have today, might as well make it as confusing as possible. Because I love to watch the world burn, sue me.

So I go, "I actually am."

"But you don't look like [male name]!"

Been there, done that, "What do I look like, then?"

Stutter. "I don't know, but you're not [male name]!"

Okay, we're just repeating ourselves now, sure, "Then who am I?"

"NOT [male name]!!! Why are you wearing a badge that has a wrong name?!"

And it was at this moment that a brilliant thought crossed my mind. So I smile, cute and nice and pretty, and I go, "Because I stole it."

"You what?"

"I stole this name from the one who had it, and now he has no name and I get to have it. Now, can I have your name for this order?" And I extend a hand to them, like asking to put something in there, because I'm now committing to the bit. All while looking them in the eyes and keeping the smile.

They ended up leaving without ordering anything, but they also didn't speak to me after that, so that's a win, overall. And the manager laughed at that, so I'm not even in trouble.

The moral of the story? When in doubt, play by the fae rules.

I didn't even lie, technically speaking.

[mith-loremaster]

Interrupting her lunch break, how rude