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derangedanomaly · 8 months ago

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Hear me out. BAD SANSES X JESSICA RABBIT READER RAHHHHHH

If. If you're comfortable with it maybe you can make it a lil spicy. if you catch my drift... *wink wink. TEEHEE. And maybe add a little wholesomeness too 🤔

Ooh, now that's an interesting scenario 😏

MASTERLIST

WARNING: Suggestive, Fluffy, Heavy flirting, kinda a Dom!reader, mentions of cannibalism, NSFW parts

BAD SANSES X JESSICA RABBIT READER (kinda NSFW)

NIGHTMARE:

SFW PART

This dude will be ALL OVER YOU. He loves dominant people. (Lmao)

He will be like a closeted simp, actually.

He's going to deny any attraction towards you. Like, no, he wasn't staring at your behind. The hell you mean?

He loves laying his hand on your hip/s. It's just so squishy and nice in his hand- it's like they were meant to be held by him!

He'd give up anything just to hear you sing.

You're pretty powerful, not gonna lie- you can literally command Nightmare anything and he'd do it in a heartbeat.

Won't admit it, but you've got him wrapped around your little finger-

He's probably gonna rub it in Dream's face once you two get together.

NSFW PART

He likes looking at your cleavage a lot. He can't help but start to get a little lot excited every time you bend over to either grab something, or simply just to give him a tease. But he's too much of a "gentleman/asshole" to ever acknowledge it, or admit it. But the tent in his pants tell a different story...

He won't let it be known by anyone, but he THRIVES and DROOLS whenever you dominate him in bed.

Speaking of drooling, you will catch him looking at your ass while drooling a lot... He's so thirsty istg.

Please please PLEASE call him "boss" in bed.. he gets off from that.

KILLER:

SFW PART

"What do you see in that guy?" <- probably Dust. "He makes me laugh."

Killer will literally whistle anytime you walk by.

He's so swayed by you, it's really silly.

Loves your voice, and would do anything just to hear you say his name.

He's the one that whimpers, source; trust me bro.

You are, in his "charming" words: "So sexy that it should be criminal."

He gets REALLY creative once he realizes he has a thing for your voice ... Like- A NEW KINK SUDDENLY DEVELOPS.

Keeps asking you to call him all sorts of things, just so he could hear it in your sultry voice. "Daddy, master, an idiot.." whichever you'll like the best to call him, he'll like it! Just cause it's you who's saying it.

NSFW PART

He likes roleplaying with you, and not only cause you look really gorgeous while playing your role! There's actually a specific roleplay he likes to do with you. You're a victim and he's the criminal/kidnapper.

You thought Nightmare was horny? Nah dude, this man's is THE DEFINITION OF DOWN BAD.

He begs, so so much.

He has a love-hate relationship with pleasure denying... Don't get it twisted now, he loves how much control you have over him, and it has him shaking knowing that he's so bend by your words, but he just HATES how he can't... finish. Oh he wants to so bad..

DUST:

SFW PART

While Killer and Nightmare love dominant people, Dust is actually a switch. He likes himself some Dom mommy, but sometimes, he likes to be the daddy, if you know what I mean ;)

But Dust is probably more respectful towards you than Killer and Nightmare.. what can I say? He proudly respects woman!

Would avoid actually looking at your cleavage and your ass, just so you wouldn't feel uncomfortable in his presence. (Omg, the MURDERER?! More respectful than drunkards at the bars?? That's crazy dude..)

He loves to hear you sing your sweet little tunes. He's so in love with YOUR PERSONALITY.

I definitely think that Dust values personality over looks, so that's pretty much what's going on.

He loves your sassiness, as he's pretty sassy himself, so that's that.

If you really want an honest opinion on something, go to Dust. He's probably the most reliable one here.

NSFW PART

Dust tries his hardest to not let his mind travel to the more suggestive ideas, whenever he sees you, but boy... after you give him the permission to be more bold with you- oh-ho... let's just say... That he's gonna get much- more suggestive. Unless you don't want him to, then he'll immediately stop and apologize.

Loves your thighs, if he could, he would suffocate in-between your thighs, and he'd die a happy man.

He loves when you moan out his name- makes him feel good that he's making you this vocal.

Overall, I feel like he would rather focus on your pleasure than his own, he loves to make you feel good.

HORROR:

SFW PART

Horror never really pays attention to how people look like, what he does pay attention to though, is how certain people smell.. listen, he's not a dog, he can just tell if the people are good to eat, or if he should eat them. It overall gives him a good idea of how the person could taste. Good smell=tasty meat, Bad smell=yucky.

So what do you think he does the first time he sees you? He sniffs you.. and you smell......... really delicious...but this smell actually really confuses Horror, because you don't smell like food to him, but rather as something much more...steamy.

While Dust, Killer and Nightmare are the one that falls first, it's actually the other way around with Horror. You fall first.

You're literally gushing about his strength while he's ripping someone's head off of their body, only with his hands.

Horror is the tallest out of all the Bad Sanses (and Star Sanses), so you look like a flea next to him. Which in turn makes you flustered.

Horror likes your voice too, he could fall asleep to it...oh, how much would he love to hear your screams...

Finds your sassiness cute.

Horror is actually so clueless when he does something suggestive to you... He's not innocent, he just never takes it into account.

NSFW PART

You start to get really hot and bothered by Horror, so you start to get a little risky with him... Teasing him. You do all sorts of things, bend over, press your chest on his belly, suggestively suck a popsicle, and safe to say... It drives him crazy.

He loves biting, so he'll often pepper you with love bites all over you. (Ouch. His teeth are really sharp, so good luck with that.)

He's just so..big. Wait, no, that's an understatement, he's ginormous. You'll have to really prepare yourself if you want to get down in the sheets with him. He WILL break you. (Not on purpose though)

While Killer whimpers, Horror growls.

He loves tasting you. It basically became his favorite meal. (You can choose whether you'd like for him to continue this routine of eating you out, or if you'd like for him to stop. He will stop. Another one that drank the "woman respecting juice".)

#undertale fandom #sans undertale #undertale #sans x reader #nightmare sans x reader #horror sans x reader #dust sans x reader #killer sans x reader

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dowhatisaynotwhatido · 2 years ago

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2. LA - Oh! THAT Lizzie...

Paring: bottom!Elizabeth Olsen x topMommy!Reader

Description: You figured out who she is. How do you explain to your celebrity crush that you follow her smut and dirty fandom?

Warnings: smut, teasing, mention strap and cockwarming, mommy kink, fingering (lizzie receiving), oral (lizzie receiving), casual.

Attention demi: casual sex – both of them are in their 30’s, just met, no emotional connection developed yet, not sure if there will be one.. Hm..Need to think about that..🤔

Word count: ~3,5K

This is part of the LA series: Part 1 | Part 2(this)| Part 3 | Part 4

Credits: This fic directly cites the blog and works of themidnightcrimson. A shout out to her writing skills and damn good fics. The links to her work will be on the fic itself, but also here

- themidnightcrimson blog | masterlist | innocence (+18) | mommy (+18) | strapwarming (+18)

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"Yes. I did, Ms. Olsen. " You took a step back and sat in your bench with an embarrassed grin."And you owe me a rose wine."

......

"Don't get weird with me, please. We were having so much fun. " She cooed reaching and grabing your hand in hers.

"I am not. Is just...." You laughed at yourself. You read a very dirty fic about here just a day before all this: how was this happening?

"What is going on with that face, then?" She raised a brow grinning "Are you blushing, Y/N?" She teased. You tried to hide your face and laugh it off, but she grabbed you by the waist and turned you towards her "Tell me." She whined

"It is just silly, forget about it." You shrugged "I am just a Marvel fan." You lied.

"You wouldn't be blushing just because you are a Marvel fan, Y/N." She fake pouted and dove eye you "Pretty please?"

Probably was the wine talking and your unlimited boldness coming straight from the tannin, but you softly blured out: "I read fic about you."

She smiled widely "You what? Speak louder, Y/N.."

"Shit.. Ok. I kind of read a fic about you recently, ok? You....” You stalled until she motioned for you to keep going. “ You have a fandom on Tumblr... a very active fandom." You whispered

"Oh, that? I know about it" She chuckled "But I thought you were a lesbian" She looked at you genuinely confused.

Her producer had told her about her MLW fandom and it's contents, but she didn’t imagine she had also a WLW one. You looked at her with a raised brow and a condescending smile

"Oh, I definitely am.” You smirked “ You have a wlw fandom, darling" you mumbled

"Oh!" She startled" I didn’t know that... And what kind of fanfic are we talking about, hmm?" She smiled and pushed you teasingly by your arm "Do you read comfort and romantic stories about me before sleep, is it?" She joked

Your eyes darkened as you stared at her trying to decide if you where going to be honest about it or just ignore the subject.

"They do have fluff. But is not what I normally read." You said mysteriously rounding the kitchen island towards the stove

" I am starving, can I make us some pasta?" Trying to busy yourself with something else and change the subject. She made abluntly clear that you should make yourself at home, so why not?

"Show me" She asked with a small smile

"The pasta?" You said innocently while searching for some ingredients and pans through her cabinets. She rolled her eyes

"The fics, Y/N. I am curious..." She sighed as you ignored her still opening cabinets "Pan is in the bottom one. Oil and garlic on the left."

She got up and poured both of you another glass of wine. As she went towards you to give you your glass, she touched your forearm making you turn to her. Her gaze was full of mischief and she had a playful tone "Please show me. I have the right to know what people talk to me all over the internet..." She pouted

"Lizzie…" You blushed at the thought of showing her all the fics and kinks you had liked and reblogged in the last few weeks

"I already know is some kind of porn, Y/N. Just show me" she said harshly and corrected herself "Please " you laughed at her mini outburst.

"OK. But first, is your turn not to get weird out." You warned "Go grab your laptop, you can read while I cook"

A few moments after, the pasta was boiling as you towered behind Lizzie reaching the notebook and logged in your account. "Before you go stalking things. Let us start slow, ok?" You say slapping her hand away from the mouse. "This is one of my favorites writers. She is.. uhm.. very graphic with her language, let's put it like that."

You blushed slightly opening themidnightcrimson smut fics lists "This is about Wanda.. And this about you" You clicked on Innocence trying to easy her into it.

"Oh, my eyes look good in that picture" She squinted at the screen trying to get a better view

"Uhum" you nodded dryly

"Don't you agree?" She asked looking back at you with her brow furrowed

"All of you look good in that, Elizabeth" you rasped out shyly completely embarrassed" just read it. Tell me if you have any questions about.. uhm.. lesbian logistics? I don't know" you shrugged and got back to drain the pasta as an excuse to control your blushing.

While you busied yourself finishing dinner, you spared glances at her: she was concentrated, wearing her reading glasses and resting her chin up with her right hand. Of course, the picture of perfect. She held a small smile and and amusement expression, sometimes clearing her throat and taking a few deep breaths. You even considered that she was getting a little worked up with it, and now you couldn't wait to show her some more advanced ones and play.

"Did you like it?" You asked when she took of her glasses.

"I have questions." She took a sip at her wine "A few." She chuckled

"First... How does she know I have a yellow couch?" She pretended to be weird out about it and both of you laughed. " Secondly, is my finger really that interesting?" She said looking at her hands, making small movements with a mock pensive face.

You laughed and threw a cooked pasta at her as she dodged "Getting cocky, are we?" You smirked "Let's see what you think of these one"

A few fics after, dinner had come and gone, and you were taking out the plates while she kept scrolling throught the author's page.

"Have you ever done this one?" She asked showing you a fic titled "Strapwarming" .

You left the dishes on the sink and went to her, hovering behind her as she pointed to a page on her laptop.

You started to throb just thinking about that day, that fic, and the fact that Elizabeth Olsen had slightly leaned backwards touching her back at your breast didn't make any easier for you to hold down a soft whimper.

"I did, yes." You disguised with a cough

"And?" She looked up at you, her lips dangerously close to yours "Can you explain me? I don't understand"

" You don't understand that means a dildo inside of you?" You raised an eyebrow sarcastically

"No, silly! I understand the concept. I don't understand the appeal." She said turning her gaze back to the computer "It doesn't seem like the reader is enjoying herself..."

You took a deep breath trying to decide how much to push her. You were both a bottle in, not drunk or tipsy, but your inhibition definitely wasn't in perfect state

"Are you sure you want to know, Ms. Olsen?"

" Please, Y/N. Lizzie. Tell me. I feel like I have been under a rock and this 'imaginary me' got all the fun while I was gone" She chuckled, the vibration of her chest stimulating every part of you that was in high alert. This woman was inebrianting and you wanted to play.

"It is about the obvious being stretched out pleasure, but also about the power dynamics." You said pulling her closer to you by her waist.

Your mouth so close to her ear, that she could sense your breath before your voice became clear to her "The thing is that I, hypothetically, of course, can open your legs.." your hand traveled to her thighs spreading them earning a small gasp from her "and push my cock into you slowly and deep...." your hands traveled upwards in her inner thigh, so close to her core that you could sense the heat irradiating from her - just to push her legs close again. "...And tell you to warm it up for me."

Still behind her, you placed your hands to either side of her hips, harshly rotating it in a way where her ass was up and her core hit the cushion of her seat directly.

" You can't touch it. You can't let it fall off. You can't grind. You can't clench around it. You can't even think about it without my consent" You move her hips front to back rhythmically grinding her on the chair "can you imagine you being all filled up with my cock, how good this would feel, baby?"

"Yes." She whispered with her eyes shut close.

Although you acknowledged how receptive of your advances she was being, you dropped your hands and left her. You went towards the sink again, noticing the shiver that ran through her without your front warming her back. You opened the faucet and restarted hand washing the dishes like it isn't a big deal. In reality you could barely think straight of how much you wanted her right there.

"And then what? I just stay here?" She huffed showing a bit of frustration

"Hypothetically, I might leave you like that for a whole day. Or just while I do the dishes. Or do the groceries. Or while I watch you squirm." You smirked "Are you imagining it inside of you now?"

"Yes" She gulped

"Cross your legs for me, sweetheart" you cooed. She did as ordered and you could see the spark of pleasure as she pressed her thighs together to get some sort of relief.

"That is enough of that, baby" You said

"But that is just frustrating, Y/N!" She whimpered

"Just read it through, tell me if you have any questions" you said calmly and end the discussion.

After a few minutes

"What about this mommy thing? Is a little..."

"A little..." You went back to the kitchen island, resting your elbows on the countertop as leaning forward behind her laptop"

"I don't know" She bit her lip pensively

"Well, be honest with yourself. You don't have a reason to lie." You stood and round the table until you were behind her again. "Are you going to deny that you liked reading this? That it made you all hot and bothered?"

"Well, I had some wine and..."

"Don't do this, baby. Just be honest." You inhaled her scent as she closed her eyes to the sensation of you so close. She smelled fresh, orangy, sunny. You couldn't quite put your finger on it "We both know how horny you are right now. Aren't you? Tell me you can't feel your clit throbing..."

"I...." she gulped again leaning into your embrace

"Here. Read this one for me, will you? I will choose another wine for us, baby" You said nipping the soft skin on her neck and loving the way she catched her breath. You had pointed her to the Mommy fic.

As you were choosing between the several bottles on her wine rack, you noticed she began to grind slightly against the cushion and smirked.

"I can see you, baby. Don't grind. Be a good girl for mommy, will you?" You could see her tensing up on the term. But there was no turning back now "what is the problem, baby?" You grinned "Don't you like to play 'make-believe' with mommy?" You stared at her with a condescending smirk and waited.

Lizzie thoughts ran through her head at lighting speed. She was troubled by the same sex attention, by how you called yourself mommy. And worst, she was extremely confused about why did that made her so damn wet and needy. Is not like she was a sweet angels before tonight - she had her fun and her experiences, but she couldn't remember the last time she felt that throbing so intense.

"Yes" She whispered

"Yes what, sweetie? Use your words" you cooed. You wanted her to break that barrier that she was holding so weakly at.

"Yes, mommy" hearing her say that shoot a wave of pleasure throughout your whole body. It was all you could do not to drag her into the bedroom in that instant and fuck her brainless. Instead you smiled softly

"Good girl. This is right I am the one who knows that is good for you, isn't I? You poor baby can't choose for yourself, can you?" You pouted "You can grind for a bit, baby. But don't you come without my permission, ok?"

"Thank you. You are so good to me, mommy" she said downing her gaze back to the fic as she moved her hip rhythmically

"Anything for you, pretty girl" her cheeks blushed at the praise "As you are doing so good for mommy, kitten. I will let you make one more question, ok?" You cooed pouring some wine for both of you.

You noticed she stopped her movements suddenly and nodded slightly as getting off a trance.

"I don't get it" She pressed her hands in her face "How can you do this, Y/N? Why I am feeling this? I am straight, God be damned!" She said to you with a suprised but soft tone. Shit, you thought the barrier was already over with, but maybe you pressed too much.

"Lizzie.. Why does it matter? You are feeling good, aren't you? You are enjoying yourself?"

"Maybe. But.." she runs a hand through her hair " I am older than you... That makes no sense."

"That is why it is a fantasy.. It doesn't need to be logical, Lizzie. Don't be so hard and judgemental. Just enjoy it." you said taking her hands in yours "Why does it matter?"

"I don't know.." She said softly

"Do you want me to leave?" You asked softly

"No!" She answered a little more eager than she intended and that brought a smile to your face

"Than trust me, it doesn't matter" you said grabbing her chin to meet her gaze "Do you trust me, baby?"

"Yes, mommy" she acknowledged making you smile at her easy subduence. It was easier than you thought.

"So come, you have earned a reward, kitten" you smiled and guided her to the couch.

You sat down and placed her onto your lap straddling you. She swiftly obeyed, resting her hands you your shoulder and looking down on you.

"Do you want to kiss me, darling?"

"Yes, mommy, so much"

"Do you want me to touch you?" You asked bulking your hip upwards against her clit. She let out a whimpe "use your mouth for me, babygirl"

"Yes, mommy. Touch me" she whimps

You placed your hand behind her neck and guided her mouth down to yours. The second your lips touched both of your let out a moan, you taking advantage to quickly press your tongue into her mouth. She tasted heavenly, her glossy lips so sweet and tender that you almost felt sorry for bitting it down earning a gasp.

You let her deepen the kiss and guided her hip to grind on your lap, earning a soft moan. Lizzie was ranking her hands down your chest yanking at your shirt patientless

"Off, mommy. I want to touch you" You smirked proud of how she asked you

"Just because you asked so nicely, baby" You raised your arms letting her take your top off and eagerly lap on your neck with kisses and bites. Your own hands found her skin beneath her blouse, blindly undoing her bra.

"Strip for me, love" She got up on her feet and striped down to her panties. She was beautiful. She was covered with small brown spots, making a map on her soft skin. Her waist had the exact shape to support your hand and you were sure it was made specifically for you.

"So pretty for mommy, aren't you? Let me help you" you reached out and toyed with her waistband. Her eyes darkened with you touching her so close of where she wanted you and she bit her lip while moving her hip against your hand

"Oh, no, little one" you denied pulling her waistband and letting go with a loud snap against her skin "Don't rush me. Let mommy see you." You leant forward kissing her spots across her belly and thigh "do you know how long I have been wanting this?" You bit her inner thigh when she didn't answer you and she moaned softly

"No, mommy" You smiled against her skin and hovered right above her clit over her panties.

"Do you know how many times mommy touched herself thinking about fucking you, baby?" She moaned when you open mouthed kissed her over the damp fabric of her underwear. She tasted as good as you thought she would

"So fuck me, mommy." She said grabbing your hair and pulling you against her "Please, mommy. I need you"

"I told you not to rush me" You bit her clit slightly making her retract slightly and gasp "Don't ruin this for me, sweetie" you smirked as you noticed her dripping core staining her panties. You where seated the couch and she was standing between your legs. You took of he panties letting it fall on the ground as you took her right leg and placed her foot on the couch, opening her up.

The sight of her was enough to almost drive you out of control. Her glistening cunt was dripping making a mess all over her. You ran your tongue thru her folds earning a loud moan as she pressed her hip against your face. You steadied her hip with both of your hands while you slowly took her clit on your mouth sucking it. As you circled and flicked your tongue with increasing pressure, Lizzie kept whiping and moaning while pulling herself against you and holding your hair.

"Fuck ...me" she asked breathlessly

You sucked harshly at her clit and looked up at her "Mommy gave you better manners than that, kitten"

"Sorry, mommy. Inside, please. I need you inside"

"Do you want mommy's finger inside, baby?" You cooed looking straight into her eyes while teasing her entrance. She was breathing heavily, her hair a mess and you could see her bottom lip puffed from how much she was bitting into it trying to stiffle her moans. She nodded vigorously "yes mo--- Oooh" She moaned loudly as you plunged two fingers deep inside of her without warning. The sting of pain made her stop bulking, and you began to lap your tongue greedily into her, collecting all the wetness that came out. Soon she was moving against you fingers and you started to thrust in and out of her with increasing rhythm.

Her bulking started to lose rhythm and force and her walls clenched around your fingers. She was close.

"Mommy, can I come? Please"

"Yes, baby. Cum for mommy"

She came with a silent moan, closing her thigh against your head while you licked every drop that came out and steady your fingers deep inside of her until her legs trembled unable to stand.

"Mommy got you, babygirl" you said softly guiding her to straddle you again, keeping you fingers inside her and letting her rest her head in your shoulder.

"You were so good for mommy, pretty girl" you cooed giving her a small kiss on her neck.

She was still breathing hard when you started to thrust slowly inside of her and she stopped you holding your wrist

"It hurts, mommy". She whined

" I know it does, baby. But let mommy use your pretty hole, ok? You have been so good to me, don't act out now" you cooed taking her hand off your wrist

"No mommy, is too sensitive" she said biting down on your shoulder

"Trust me, baby. You are going to feel so good." you flicked your thumb over her swollen clit earning a gasp "Give me one more, ok?" You increased the speed of your thrusts as her soft moans became more frequent. You inserted the third finger

"Mommy" she moaned riding you

"That is it, baby. Ride mommy's fingers" you guided her hips downwards at each drive, meeting her halfway with your fingers hitting deep Inside of her. In and out, everytime you took out you coiled your fingers reaching her spongy point over and over again. The sloshing sounds and her ungodly moans were all you could hear.

It didn't take long until she was coming all over you lap.

Next day on Part 3.

#lizzie x y/n #elizabeth olsen x female reader #lizzie olsen #elizabeth olsen x y/n #wanda smut #mommy wanda #mommy lizzie #elizabeth olsen x you

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