#like why's she making kate feel/touch her hand????

[captainmartin20]

[lulunothulu]

“Jealousy, jealousy”

Tyler Owens x Fem!Reader

Summary: Tyler has tried everything to impress you, yet you're still uninterested...at least he thought you weren't until your jealousy gets the best of you, making you cry.

Content: careless (kinda only bc he’s trying to get your attention) Tyler, jealous!Reader, FLUFF

GIF credit to @austinbutlermischief I’m so sorry I couldn’t remember who I found this from ���

Tyler had made it his mission to make you laugh and fall for him.

He’d tried everything.

He took you on a chase, fireworks and all. Nothing.

He’d tried falling over in front of you, and while it warranted a smirk…still nothing.

Tyler was up to his wits end and his ideas were dwindling.

“Why are you trying so hard?” Kate, your colleague and best friend asks him one night.

Tyler was sitting on the other side of a busy parking lot, watching as you and Javi laughed at something Boone had just said.

“I just want her to laugh, to smile really, at me.” He tells her. “I really like her and I just…I feel like she hates me.”

Kate only nods, lips tight.

If only Tyler knew.

You were obsessed with him. Obsessed might’ve been a strong word, but the feeling was mutual. You wanted to tell him how you felt but because you thought he had a thing for Kate, you never did anything to reveal your true feelings.

———

From across the parking lot, you half listen to Javi as he goes on about some tornado data from today. The only thing you can focus on is Tyler and Kate, sitting on the other side and talking.

Tyler looks like he’s having a great time talking to Kate, small smile and leaning back in a chair. He crosses his arms behind his head, biceps bulging under the sleeves of his flannel.

You frown, what could they be talking about?

———

“Is she looking?” Tyler asks Kate. They’d planned on making you so jealous, you had to come over and talk to him.

Kate glances around, making it look like she’s looking around the parking lot and stopping on you. Your face was twisted in what she knew was jealousy—but to others was a thinking face.

She turns back to Tyler, a wide smile on her face. “Oooh yeah, big time.”

“What should I do now?” He asks.

“I’m gonna squeeze your bicep and you’re just gonna smile at me. That’ll get her on her feet,” she tells him, knowing exactly where to strike in order to get your full attention.

She knew you’d been a fan of said arms, veiny and muscular. She knew this would work.

Tyler lowered his arms, bending them as he placed them on his knees. He didn't like using your best friend to get to you, but he had to do what he could in order to get you to react.

Reckless? Maybe, but he was willing to do whatever it took.

Kate's smile as she touched his bicep and squeezed made his stomach turn. That should've been you touching him.

He turns his gaze to where you were sitting and to his surprise, you were standing up.

"This is it, Kate," he tells her. "I think she's coming over."

But as soon as you wave goodbye to Boone, rest of the Tornado Wranglers, and Javi, you speed walk toward the stairs that lead to your motel room.

Tyler's heart drops straight into his ass when he sees you wipe at your cheeks. He'd hurt you.

"Fuck," he mutters.

Kate removes her hand from his bicep and turns in the direction of his gaze. She sucks in a breath and begins to stand. "I should go talk to her."

"No," Tyler says, standing and stopping her by grabbing her arm. "I'll go. I need to make it right and just straight up tell her how I feel."

Tyler turns in the direction of the stairs, walking a few feet before turning back to Kate.

"What room-"

"204," she responds with a smirk. "Go get her, lover boy."

Tyler smiles to himself as he jogs to the stairs, taking two at a time and trying to think of what he should say.

"Y/N, I didn't mean to..." He starts as he walks to your room. "I'm sorry I.... No..."

Finally, 204.

Tyler takes a deep breath before knocking on your door. He hears shuffling and sniffling before hearing your sweet voice asks, "Who is it?"

"It's Tyler," he responds. He can feel his heart breaking at how small and defeated your voice sounds, small and slightly gravelly from crying.

It was his fault you were crying. If he could kick his own ass he would.

When you open the door, your eyes are rimmed red, tear stains running down your cheeks. He watches as your eyes harden on him, lips in a tight line.

"What do you want?" you ask harshly.

———

You didn't mean to cry. Must've been Kate touching Tyler and a mix of you about to start your period that did it. Either way, you were crying over a man that obviously had feelings for your best friend.

So when you heard a knock coming from your motel door, you were expecting Kate, Javi, or literally anyone else.

You did not expect Tyler, face stricken in sadness, to be standing there.

"What do you want?" you asked harshly. Maybe a bit too harshly because he too looked like he wanted to cry.

"I just wanted to check if you were doing okay," he tells you, deep and southern voice velvety soft. "I saw you wiping your eyes on your way up here."

You were stunned, heart pounding in your chest. Tyler noticed you leaving?

"You saw that?" you ask.

"I did," he tells you with a nod and small but reassuring smile. "I notice everything about you."

"Hmm," you hum.

"Anyway," he continues. "I just wanted to see that you were alright...so, are you?"

"Am I what?"

"Alright?"

The look on his face was expectant. It's like he wanted you to be fine. Why?

Instead of asking, you nod. "Yeah, just hormonal I guess."

Tyler's ears redden at that before he clears his throat.

"I can get you some stuff. Do you want something?" he asks. "Anything at all."

"Anything?" you ask, brow raised and smirk forming on your lips.

"Name it and it's yours," he responds, his signature cocky grin appearing.

I'd like you. "I could go for some pizza."

Tyler smiles at you and you have to fight not to smile back, even though that’s all you wanna do right now.

"I'll be right back," Tyler says, starting to walk away. He walks back to ask, "Any particular toppings?"

You shake your head, another snack popping into your mind. "Can I also get some Twizzlers?"

Tyler turns to walk backwards and say, "Of course, Darlin'."

You quickly close the door, feeling the blush creep up your neck. Holy shit, he's gonna be the death of me.

———

Tyler was gone no more than ten minutes and you could tell he ran to get you the pizza and Twizzlers.

He was a panting mess by the time he knocked on your door again.

“I got the stuff you requested, Darlin’,” he drawls, attempting to catch his breath.

“Thank you,” you say, a small smirk appearing on your lips.

He stands there, waiting for you to say something else, but instead, you just smile sweetly at him.

Tyler’s mind was racing, you were actually smiling at him.

“Okay well,” you start, still smiling. “Bye.”

Before he could react, you close the door on him. His face confused and almost…heartbroken.

You walk to your bed, opening the box of pizza and sighing at the first bite.

That’s when you see the small note he’d taped inside.

I’m sorry if I made you cry. Forgive me?

You carefully rip the note off and close the box. Padding back to the door, you open it, fully expecting to run after Tyler.

Only…he never left.

There he was, standing at your door, puppy dog eyes trained on you.

“You never left,” you point out.

“I couldn’t leave without telling you something,” he starts.

“Tyler—”

“Y/N, just listen,” he interrupts. “I’ve been trying to get your attention, hell even just a smile, from you for the past few weeks. What you saw out there,” he points to the parking lot. “Was me trying the last thing I thought would grab your attention. I never meant to make you cry.”

Tyler shakes his head, rubbing his chin. “I just wanted you to react. Kate said that that would be the best way to get your attention and I just went along with it. Don’t blame her, if anything blame me. I feel so ter-”

You stop him, pressing your hand on his lips. Stepping closer to him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

You didn’t know what you were doing until it was too late.

You kiss his cheek, his scruff prickling your lips.

“Do you want to come inside for some pizza?” You ask. “This really hot pizza man just brought it so it’s still warm.”

Tyler breaks into a smile at you calling him hot.

“Of course.”

Next part

A/N: this was kinda bad BUT I really like this idea so I’m sorry lol 🥹

[hederasgarden]

Something Better

Summary: A chance encounter with your academic rival reminds you there's more to life than looks. Pairing: Scott Miller (Twisters) x F!Plus Size!Reader Word Count: 1.4K  Rating: Mature, 18+ only. College AU. Light angst, body insecurity, heavy petting and kissing.  A/N: For my dearest @clairewritesandrambles based on this ask. Thank you @ryebecca for the beta. Turns out I'm terrible at sticking to the 100 word prompts. Please comment or reblog if you enjoyed this and want to see more. Or scream at me in my inbox. That always makes my day.

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It’s a struggle to escape the press of bodies on the dance floor, the pounding bass thrumming uncomfortably in your chest. You wipe angrily at your face, jaw clenched as you fight to keep the tears at bay. No one seems to notice — everyone is too drunk or high. You could find your friends, but beneath the desire for comfort is the sharp, burning sting of shame. 

You should have known better than to trust Tyler Owens. 

All those sweet words and flirtatious smiles were meaningless to him. In the end, you were just another notch in his belt and the worst part is, that you have no one to blame but yourself. Everyone knew he wasn’t the type for commitment, but you were blinded by his charm and the way his deep green eyes made you feel beautiful. He said you were special and you were just stupid enough to believe him.

Escaping into the cool night air brings you a brief moment of relief. You close your eyes and tilt your head back. 

"Where’s the cowboy?"

The unexpected voice makes you flinch. You don’t need to turn around to know who it is. Only one person ever called Tyler Owens a cowboy.

"Not now, Scott." 

Usually, you didn’t mind going toe-to-toe with him, enjoying the opportunity to match wits with someone as sharp as Scott. Tonight, though, you’re exhausted, and he’s the last person you want to show any weakness to. In class, he was quick to exploit any hint of vulnerability in an opponent.

"Is that all you’ve got?" he taunts. "Spending time with Owens must have really lowered your IQ."

You bite your tongue, curling your hand into a fist. You can’t handle this right now. You can't handle him.

"Just...go away." Despite your best efforts, your voice betrays how you feel — strained and fragile.

He doesn’t listen, of course, the gravel crunching under his feet as he approaches. Your shoulders slump, and a fresh wave of tears escapes. You stare at the ground and wait for the cutting remark Scott's sure to deliver when he sees you like this. When nothing comes, you hesitantly look up, meeting his cool blue gaze. You’re surprised to see a soft furrow between his brows. He almost looks…concerned.

"You're crying." 

It's such an obvious statement from him that you laugh, but it comes out more as a sob and you press the back of your hand to your mouth. Scott steps forward, making an abortive gesture like he means to touch you but thought better of it. He looks past you, the soft curve of his lips tightening into a sharp, displeased line. Then his gaze cuts back to you. 

"Did Tyler do something?" He asks. 

You shake your head. The truth is, you hurt yourself by thinking someone like Tyler would ever want to date you. Why would he, when he had Kate Carter on his arm? She looked beautiful tonight, her honey blond hair curling softly around her delicate features. She was slender and striking in a way you'd never be. She’d be easy to hate if she wasn't so kind and smart.

"He did something," Scott presses.

Just then, the door swings open, and a group of people spills out into the night. A few of them look over, and you’re quick to turn away, hunching your shoulders in embarrassment. It’s bad enough that Scott saw you like this; you don’t need anyone else witnessing it.

Beside you, Scott lets out a sharp huff, his breath escaping through his nose in a rush. Without a word, he grabs you, his long fingers wrapping firmly around your bicep. He pulls you effortlessly to the side of the building, out of view. 

“Sometime happened. You never shut up, and now you’re just…” He trails off, using his free hand to gesture irritably.

You shrug out of his hold and wrap an arm around your middle. You try to steady your voice, but it quivers when you whisper, "It's nothing."  

“Oh, I see,” he responds coolly. “You think you’re better than everyone now because you’re dating the star football player.”

Scott’s accusation is so far off the mark it’s almost laughable, and on any other day, you’d relish the chance to set him straight. But right now, all you want is to disappear.

“Typical,” he mutters. 

A sudden burst of anger flares under your ribcage and you surge forward, jabbing a finger hard into his chest. You’re so close your body brushes his but you don’t care. 

“You want to know what happened?” you ask. “We slept together, but the second someone skinnier and prettier showed up, he acted like I didn’t even exist. And honestly, I can’t even blame him," you continue with a bitter laugh. "Just look at Kate Carter.”

As soon as the words are out of your mouth and you realize what you’ve just admitted, you shrink back against the brick wall, feeling exposed. Scott rolls his eyes, and you tense up, bracing yourself for whatever he is about to say. 

"Kate Carter isn't as smart as us," he says dismissively. "She's a fucking bio major. You think she even took differential equations?”

Of course he didn’t get it. People like Scott and Tyler moved through the world differently than you. “No one’s looking at her transcript  She’s beautiful.”

“Yeah, and so are you.”

You freeze and the unexpected compliment hangs in the air between you as you search his expression for any trace of sarcasm. Scott stares steadily back at you and something in your stomach flutters to life, sweeping up your chest in a hot rush. 

“Scott…”

“Don’t make this a thing,” he says quietly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “It’s not a thing.”

He dips his head and then suddenly, he’s kissing you, those soft, plump lips of his sliding against yours almost sweetly. You clutch the front of his sweater, tilting your head back until your nose brushes against his. A quiet moan builds at the back of your throat and Scott surges forward, caging you in between his body and the wall. The rough brick catches against the soft skin of your shoulder but you don’t care, not with the way he’s kissing you.

“Gonna let me in?” he whispers.

Without hesitation, you part your lips, welcoming him into the wet heat of your mouth. He groans in response, grasping your hips. He kisses just like he argues with you in the classroom — relentless in his pursuit, overwhelming you in the best way possible until you yield. This time you want him to win, but you can’t resist trying to outdo him. You draw his lower lip between your teeth and bite down until he grunts.

“Fuck,” he pants, his hands sweeping up and down your sides. 

You cant your hips forward and he grabs the back of your thigh, grinding into you.

“I’m going to take you home,” he promises, mouthing at the side of your neck. "Then I’m going to fuck you until you forget that asshole's name.”

You shudder, freeing one of your hands trapped between your bodies and burying it in his thick black curls. A light tug has him nipping at the soft skin of your throat. Everything about him feels so good. It would be easy to lose yourself to this, to him, but you pull back, blinking away the haze of lust. You refuse to repeat your mistake with Tyler. 

“What happens after?” You ask him, breathless. 

Scott blinks, running his tongue over his swollen bottom lip. “After?”

“After we, you know….” That little shadow appears between his brows again. You shift uncomfortably, drawing back. “With Tyler…after, he—”

“We date,” Scott interrupts.

Maybe it’s the kiss or the whirlwind of emotions you’ve experienced tonight, but for the first time, you're at a loss for words with Scott.

“Date?” You repeat dumbly.

“Yes.” He says it like it’s the most obvious thing. “Do you require the definition of the word?” He looks half annoyed now, staring down his nose at you. “If you can’t keep up, I’m not sure we can do this.”

“Do what?” 

“Date,” he replies tersely. “You know, you’re killing the mood here.”

“Well,” you sputter, “it’s not my fault you’re a poor communicator.”

Scott rolls his eyes. “This was better when we weren’t talking.”

“Agreed,” you fire back.

“So it’s settled.”

When you nod, Scott grasps your hand and tugs you forward. His long legs make it difficult to keep up but after a few seconds, he seems to notice and adjusts his pace to match yours. He casts a brief glance at you and you see a faint twitch at the corner of his mouth, as if his lips were about to part but he thought better of it. 

“What?” You ask, amused.

He shrugs. “Nothing.”

“Okay,” you agree. “Just as long as you’re not making this a thing.”

Scott lets out a small, exasperated sigh and turns away, but not before you catch the smile tugging at his lips.

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[moriitis]

How freaky do you think Toby is?

Like, do you think he is into public sex or getting caught being intimate with his partner? Or does he enjoy being intimate with his partner alone?

-🫐🔮 Anon

How freaky is Toby?

Content/Warnings; sex, mentions of public sex, mentions of porn, masturbation, being sexually frustrated, mentions of murder.

Toby 100% at first is a virgin. Like, this man would not have gotten any action before he murdered his father and it's not like he got much action after. (I know him and Clockwork did stuff together and he probably lost his virginity to her.) But even after that, he's still insecure and awkward as fuck! I wouldn't be surprised if a part of him just assumed every woman was the same and there was just some kind of magic button he could flip that would make them orgasm. I don't really think he knows much about himself either? Like, I don't think he's ever sat down and really considered what turns him on or what makes him horny? Like, his dick will just get hard and he'll rub one out to deal with the issue if needed.

And fuck the whole debate of, 'is Toby an ass or titties kind of guy?!' because we all damn well know that this man is both. I don't wanna say this man is horny all the time - but in the end of a day, he's a dude and he's gonna get a lot of random boners that make no fucking sense. And no, he's not gonna suddenly get turned on or aroused if a woman is nice toward him, just more things like if he were to accidentally brush a hand against your waist or you put a hand on his knee. I feel like physical touch is more boner inducing than 'omg she smiled at me, omg shoulders, etc.' LIke, he's down bad but not down, down bad. He's just awkward and despite the little experience he has, he's sailing a ship blind essentially.

Lowkey feel like he has a lot of unrealistic expectations when it comes to sex too. I don't wanna say he lives off porn, but I see him using Pornhub or Twitter occasionally to help him jack off (even his imagination at times when needed but that's hard because he usually ends up thinking of weird shit that turns him off.)

Toby got energy too, depending on the situation and stuff. He will cum within seconds, I'm gonna put that out there but he can continue going until you're satisfied.

Onto the question though, is Toby a freak? I think his freak level will depend on his partner. I'll be honest at times Toby can be a little sex obsessed, he mostly uses pleasure in an attempt to feel something and forget about his problems (but post nut clarity will hit him HARD.) I feel like his sex drive will try to match his partners. You don't want to have sex for months on end? He's fine with that, sure he'll try to initiate something or attempt to turn you on but if you brush him off or say no, he won't persist. He's not one of those asshole guys where sex is expected, if you're not up for it - that's fine! But he'll jack off later to help relieve himself if he's really sexually frustrated. (And yes, since you guys started dating he dropped Pornhub.) Same thing for the other way round, if you wanna have sex everyday, shit, he'll try and keep up!

On the topic of public sex, I'm gonna say no. I think the idea interests him enough but he's not going to pull anything risky. Slender trusts him with going out ito civilisation, he's a wanted criminal and the last thing he wants to get caught for is fucking public indecency. Not only that, but if Slender did find out? If either of you got caught? If he got caught and you got away? I don't know, I don't think he could live with himself and nor does he trust Slender enough to not punish you too. Now, Toby is a notorious rulebreaker though, I think between the other three, Kate, Tim and Brian, Toby is the one that breaks the rules the most. But that would explain why is memory is so fucked up. Plus, he's someone's man now, idk the idea of being in a relationship matures him a little.

If you tried to initiate something in public, he'd probably maybe sternly tell you off a little.

"No, no, n-nnow isn't the time. Let's do this l-la-later, yeah? Be good for me, huh?"

"I'll make you feel good, j-just me n you. Come one."

Like sure he'll get hard at the idea of you being so sexual and the risk of it all, but Toby isn't that fucking stupid. I think the worst part for him would be how tempting it would be, so he'd struggle internally for awhile.

But he'd make it up for when you guys are alone. Considering how awkward he is, he would prefer to do these kinds of things alone. Now, would that stop him from fucking the shit out of you in his car? No! But as long as you're parked up somewhere dark, he don't care. It's not like he would be ashamed for fucking somebody as perfect as you, in fact, it's normal! God damn, what could be worse, public sex or murder?

And yes, he will fuck you with the lights off. He's just insecure, maybe at some point he'll find some confidence to allow light, but as long as he can feel you and hear you - he's satisfied. Although he does love when you ride him when he's sat in the drivers seat of his truck, he loves seeing your facial expressions so close, your hot breath on his lips.

[foreingersgod]

Bathroom . KM

pairing: kate martin x reader

synopsis: you and your ex-situationship sneak off to the club bathroom to make up for lost time ;)

warnings: SMUT (minors/men don't interact) and strong language.

it's finally here ya'll! merry late christmas everyone!

your throat burned as you downed your third or fourth drink of the night, to be honest you hadn't really been keeping track. the whole night had ended up being a mood killer and trying to keep yourself away from the bar was your last priority. the anger and disappointment that had swirled in your gut was probably enough to stomach a few more.

it was supposed to be fun, go out with your girls and have a few shots, maybe meet some girl you never catch the name of and dance with her till your head was fuzzy. anything to take your mind off of kate.

she's what you'd deem an 'ex situationship', but the longer her contact sat unblocked in your phone, the more she had just seemed like a mistake. you had met her some time ago at an after party for one of her games and you hit it off instantly. it was the perfect depiction of a meet cute, something straight out of the movies. she bumped into you on the way to the bathroom, spilling her drink all over your white top, and offering to graciously lend you a new one. one thing led to another, and the both of you ended up falling for one another.

or so you had thought.

after months of going back and forth, sleeping together and fighting over what you two even were, you decided you had enough of waiting around. if all she wanted was to fuck you on the side, then you wouldn't stay around for it. you had made it extremely clear that you had feelings for her, and she could barely manage a text back.

which is why you were even here in the first place. your friends decided you needed to stop moping all day long after your decision to cut things off, let yourself go and forget all about her. it was a good idea at first, great even, but now you were regretting even getting out of bed. whilst you were surrounded by numerous crowds of people, a ke$ha remix enveloping the entire club as you danced with your friends, a wave of familiar blonde hair caught your eye.

you were slightly regretful to admit that you could recognize her anywhere. it'd be hard to miss her perfect face, her headstrong and confident and sexy demeanor as her entered the club. it was like all the oxygen had been sucked from your body as you watched her make her rounds. you tried to drown out her presence in the glasses that your friends repeatedly shoved into your hand, but nothing managed to take your focus off of her. so, you resorted to sulking at the bar and wallowing in your own misery. no matter the level of buzz, your eyes always wandered over to her.

just as you were about to call it good, fed up with how spoiled tonight was and ready to call yourself an uber, you felt a large hand press into the small of your back. the contact sent shivers across your skin, and you could already tell who it had belonged to.

"mind if i sit?" her voice was like spun sugar that masked a bitter aftertaste. it made you cringe, but you couldn't help but melt into her touch.

she appeared at your side before you could respond, sliding into the barstool and ushering the bartender to grab her a beer. you shot her a skeptical glare, but let her sit nonetheless.

"help yourself, i guess" kate shook her head with a chuckle as you turned back to nurse your drink unamused. this was the last thing you needed.

"so," she spoke again as she tapped mindlessly on her glass bottle "long time no see huh?"

"yeah" you scoffed, rolling your eyes "and i intended to keep it that way until you came over here"

now it was her turn to scoff, adjusting her position on the stool to spread her legs more comfortably. it took everything you had to not advert your eyes and look, let your mind wander to what was hiding underneath her neatly pressed slacks.

"damn, no need to be so harsh" she defended.

"i don't really want to talk to you kate," you said as you swallowed the last gulp of your drink "i ended things for a reason, you know"

you could sense the change in demeanor, watching the way her cocky smirked had tilted downwards. her shoulders had slumped sadly before she cleared her throat.

"i know" she said "that's why i couldn't stop myself from coming over here-"

"look," you interrupted her before she could give any reasoning "if you came here expecting another quick fuck out of me, then forget it. i'm not interested in being another one of your hookups, kate"

you weren't sure if it was from the heightened emotions or your drunken state, but your eyes had begun to water. you realized that it probably seemed silly to cry over running into your ex, but something inside of you felt crushed by the confrontation. couldn't she just take the hint and let you move on in peace?

kate stared at you blankly, but you didn't let her gaze linger for long. you pushed yourself out of your seat before she could utter a word, trying to usher the bartender over swiftly so you could pay your tab and leave.

before you could wave over the man behind the counter, kate had reached out to grab onto your wrist. her grasp was gentle but firm, fingers wrapping tightly around your carpus. the action had taken you by surprise, but you lowered your arm anyways.

"that's-" she attempted, almost choked up "that's not what i'm here for alright?"

"okay, so what exactly are you here for then?"

she inhaled deeply before letting out a lengthy breath, a habit to calm her nerves. her looked down to her hands that were now focused on picking at her cuticles. this was a different version of kate, not the headstrong girl you once knew, now diminished to a stuttering mess before you.

"i need you know that i regret it," she shouts, just barely reaching your ears over the thumping music "all of it"

"what do you mean, kate?" an ounce of hope coursed through your veins, anticipating some sort of dream that would never come true.

she finally looked you in the eyes once more, her expression desperate and pleading. her light freckles shimmered under the vibrant lights and her cheeks had turned a soft crimson. she looked like an angel, the blue and purple colors making her positively glow.

"i mean that i regret letting you go" she blurted "and i wanted to text you..fuck, i was almost ready to show up at your door to apologize. but then i saw you here and i- i don't know, i just couldn't keep myself away from you"

the world could’ve stopped spinning on its axis, as far as you were concerned, everything around you coming to a halt. a confession like that was the last thing you would have expected her to say, and you weren’t quite sure how to feel about it. this is what you’d been wanting this whole time and now the decision didn’t seem so easy. your trust had crumbled when she admitted to not reciprocating your feelings, were you willing to let her earn it all back?

“kate, i-” you muttered in shock “i don’t know what to say”

"you don't have to say anything..." she said, leaning towards you, eyes flickering between the features of your face. she could have been soaking in your presence, the way she had licked her lips with desire. the look on her face had you choking up, like any resentment you had towards her had suddenly caught in the back of your throat. you hated how easily this all unfolded. every bone in your body, every single coherent thought was telling you to push her away and not forgive her. but at the end of the day, you were only human, a sucker for the sultry words that fell out of her mouth next.

"just let me make it up to you"

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

you didn't need to be sober to know that this was probably a bad idea. letting your past fling drag you into a dirty club bathroom and lock the door in a haste behind you was more than stupid. you hadn't even comprehended her request before you nodded urgently, allowing her to grab onto your waist and lead you to the only area of privacy in this god forsaken building. normally you'd laugh in her face and tell her to get lost, but the way her lips danced across the crevices of your neck was too addicting to resist.

kate had you pressed up against the porcelain sink of the small bathroom in a matter of seconds, hungry hands already gripping every inch of your body as she kissed you deeply. her tongue slid across yours in a haste as it fought for dominance. you could feel the bass of the music through the walls, its rhythm matching the pounding of your heart. your hands gripped the edges of the sink as you let out a desperate moan. even if you wanted to deny how much you longed for this, your body certainly couldn't.

as her lips trailed from your lips to your collarbone, you felt yourself loosen up in her touch. you could feel her smirk against you, her confidence obviously not lost.

"you have no idea how much i've missed this" kate groaned, head buried into the nook of your shoulder. her voice was muffled by each dark bruise she left against your exposed skin.

her hands slid down the front of your abdomen, only stopping when they came in contact with the hem of your shirt. her fingers toyed with the fraying threads as she sneaked a strong thigh between your weakly parted legs. you whined into empty space in some poor attempt for relief. you needed her urgently, and she was more than happy to oblige.

"kate" you panted, hands gripping onto her biceps tightly "i need you"

your hips slowly began to rut, grinding slowly against her leg. you were far too impatient at this point to wait for her next move. the added friction had only made you more aroused and you could tell you were already soaking through your panties.

"i know, baby, i know" she purred, the rasp in her voice giving you butterflies "i'll take care of you, just be patient fore me okay?"

you stifled out a hum, eyes squeezing shut in sexual frustration. you didn't know how much of her teasing you'd be able to hand, fully prepared to get yourself off on her leg if you had to. but before you could move again, her strong hand settled on your hip to stop you halfway.

you let out a long groan as kate prevented you from the pleasure you sought after, but your pathetic complaining was cut short when you felt her undo the button to your jeans. a gasp left you lips as she hoisted you onto the edge of the wash bin, tugging your pants down around your knees in the process. she was always so smooth with her movements, quick yet undeniably enticing.

"told you to be patient for me, didn't i?" she taunted you, watching the way you looked down at her with glassy eyes and furrowed brows. there was a sheen of sweat that encapsulated your forehead, making your skin glow so sweetly under the florescent lights. though you nodded your head in agreement, kate was a woman of words, and requested you try again "use your words"

"yes" you trembled.

she murmured in satisfaction, proud of your obedience to her every word. you were wrapped around her finger already and you'd only been in here less than 10 minutes. perhaps you’d regret your willingness later, but for now, this moment was all that mattered.

"good" she said whilst examining your pathetic state. she wanted to tear you apart, eat you whole, hypnotized by the way you pleaded for her "now tell me what you want"

her demanding nature almost made you furious. you liked to be in control of situations and having kate towering over you with an exceeding level of authority had you utterly weak.

“i want you to-” you gulped harshly when you felt her hand move from your leg to your throat. her thumb brushed along the sensitive skin, adding pressure in just the right spot. it excited something in you, your whole body shuddering at the sensation “to touch me”

“that’s my girl” she smirked.

your neck felt cold when you felt her move away from you again, only to feel that igniting flame consume you once her fingers prodded at the waistband of your panties. she took her time with you, the pads of her fingers tracing over the delicate cotton and satin bow before she absolutely destroyed you.

"you know how much i missed you baby?" she whispered, pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips. she slowly pushed past your underwear, finally reaching your aching core as you moaned again into her mouth "so fucking much"

her finger zeroed in on your clit, rubbing soft circles that were just enough to tease you. you cried out from the sudden sensitivity, but her free hand was quick to shut you up, palm clasping over your mouth. your chest heaved as another anticipatory groan racked your body, thighs beginning to quiver the more she touched you. kate couldn't bring herself to look away from such a delicious sight.

you were struggling to keep your composure, grabbing her wrist as if to stop the pleasure, but kate knew you'd never want her to stop. you were on the border of giving in to the buildup in your body, yet you were still fighting for some sort of control.

"y'like that huh?" kate's lips had managed to find your neck again, tongue tracing the curvature of your jaw like she was mocking you "need more?"

"yes, oh my god please, kate! please!" you sobbed. you were unable to hold back anymore, a complete mess in her wake.

she smiled without another word, her lengthy and slim finger now toying with your entrance. it felt like torture, the way she'd gather up your slick so agonizingly. mere seconds felt like hours until she finally pushed into you, curving upwards at the perfect angle. the sounds that had escaped you were the most inappropriate thing kate had ever heard and she silently hoped anyone waiting outside could hear just how good she was making you feel. your head fell back against the foggy mirror behind you as you brushed stray hairs off your sticky face, trying your best to fight the desperate and strangled moans that nestled deep within you.

the sound of your slick, squelching and dripping as kate's finger glided in and out of you, was enough to make kate cum in her pants herself. she felt prideful, almost gluttonous, as she watched you unfold beneath her. and with this newfound pride, she felt generous enough to add another finger to your throbbing cunt.

"jesus christ" she keened "you feel so good around my fingers"

she watched the way your arousal dripped from your slit, about to drool at the sight. what a privilege it was to have you like this. her mind was clouded with every thought of you, every time she had you in her bed and every time, she took it for granted. she wished she wasn't such a fool, letting someone like you go. and she certainly wished that it didn't take fucking you in a filthy bathroom to realize she had truly fallen for you. you could feel it too, from the way she looked at you and from the gentleness of her motions, that something had changed within her.

"kate, please, i need-" you squeaked out "i need your mouth"

she let out a low rumble as she thought about tasting you again. ever so eager, she slowly knelt on the ground, not even caring about how her expensive pants were going to be covered in grime. soft palms moved from your needy pussy to massage at your thighs as she perched between your legs. her face was inches from you now, exactly where she was meant to be, and she couldn't wait much longer.

kate took her time with you at first, kitten-licking your clit to make you squirm and leisurely lapping up anything you'd give her. then she'd make you suffer a little bit more, flattening her tongue against you and quickening her pace. the pleasure sent a jolt through your spine, making you even more sensitive to her tongue than you were to her fingers.

"Ah! oh...fuck-" the sensations had full control of your body as you shrieked.

"your pussy tastes so good baby," she husked, creating low vibrations that only added to the mix of slapping and saliva coated sucks "could eat you out all day if you'd let me"

you frantically grabbed the back of her head, fingernails scraping her scalp as you pulled her faced deeper. you tugged lightly at her hair, and it coaxed a gratified whimper from her. your hips began to jerk against her face violently and you were convinced you were suffocating her. but knowing kate, she welcomed that sort of thing.

every strike of her tongue on your puffy clit, every dip into your entrance, and every vulgar noise exchanged within this tight space had you reeling. you hooked a weak leg around her shoulder, a heel digging into her back as felt yourself getting closer to your peak. she was like a woman starved as she devoured every last drop of you.

"babe-i'm gonna...i think i'm gonna cum" you said as you worked towards your orgasm on her tongue.

"i got you, let it out. let me feel you" she urged with the sweetest tone, words like thick honey.

your stomach began to flex, the hand that was tangled in kate's hair coming to squeeze at your breasts in rapture. she quickened her pace once she saw how close you were, pushing your thighs even further apart to widen her angle. and it worked like a charm, your orgasm hitting you like a truck as you rode out the thrill.

she looked up at you with adoration in her eyes, standing up off the floor and coming to kiss you. it was passionate and delicate, lingering for a moment as you came back to your senses.

"you okay?" she whispered, helping you up as she pulled your panties and jeans back up.

"mhm" you replied with a ditsy smile and nod. her hair was a mess, you noticed, and you reached out to tuck a rogue strand behind her ear "more than okay"

you stared at each other as you took it all in. the look on her face was a combination of overwhelming joy and a renewed sense of commitment, making you quirk a genuine smile. it felt good to be back in her arms again, even if it wasn't the most romantic place to do so.

"hey" kate broke the silence "i'm not kidding when i said i regret letting you go. that was the dumbest thing i've ever done and i'm so sorry"

she inhaled before she continued, trying to find the right words to prove her remorse. you opted not to say anything though, wanting to give her the time she really didn't even deserve in the first place. but something in you told you to give it a second chance.

"i think i realized i was falling for you and that scared me. the last thing i wanted was to hurt you or-or be a bad girlfriend or something i don't know. but i know now that i was hurting the both of us by pushing you away"

"you're right, it was pretty dumb" you chuckled to lighten up the mood. she humored you too, unable to suppress her own laugh "but i understand, you had every right to be scared"

"but not at the expense of hurting you. i promise it'll never happen again" she cut in "that is...you know- if you're willing to give us another shot?"

you playfully shoved her shoulder to hide the fact that your heart probably just exploded. that question had been hanging over you in a swirl of anxious tension, and you were more than relieved to have finally been asked it. maybe it wasn't an ideal situation, nothing like those scenes you see in movies, but it was enough for you.

kate began to grow panicked by your reaction, nervous that you might be laughing at her or think she was silly for asking for you back. but all her worries quickly washed away when planted both hands on her cheeks and pulled her in for a final kiss.

"of course, i'm willing to give it another shot you idiot" you snorted as you pulled away breathless "but maybe we should get out of here first, can't really ask me to be your girlfriend in a dingy bathroom"

"you're right" she grinned "let me take you home?"

"i'd be honored"

[paperbackpanic]

What's the creeps love language?

💘 Bloody painter: Gift giving. More specifically paintings of landscapes and still nature because when he sees a beautiful landscape he thinks of you and is a way to paint you without it being a death sentence for you.

💘 Toby: Words of affirmation. He loves talking your ear off about what exactly he likes about you and why, he could stay at it for hours. He melts every time you do the same

💘 Eyeless Jack: Quality time. Although he values his time alone he much prefers being with you, parallel play is a must for him. You both being just in the same room doing your own thing is perfect for him. He's like a cat.

💘 Laughing jack: All of them. Listen, he stayed trapped in a tiny box without any interactions for god knows how long. He eats up whatever your preferred love language is, although words of affirmation makes him giddier than he likes to admit.

💘 Jane: Physical touch. She LOVES deep pressure hugs, just hold her tightly and all her stress will go away. Hugs, hand holding or resting heads on each other's shoulders, she loves it all even more than kisses.

💘 Nina: Physical touch (receiving) + acts of service(giving). She loves doing things for you, clean your room, doing your hair and makeup, she truly does it all and take joy from it. BUT she much prefer when you give her kisses than when you clean something for her, she feels kinda bad when you go out of your way to do something for her, so physical touch it is.

💘 clockwork: Quality time. Doing mundane things with you just makes life more tolerable, she's not one to like going grocery shopping, brushing her teeth, etc. She does all those things of course but they're kinda insufferable to her. You being added into the mix makes everything easier and more enjoyable.

💘 Kate: Gift giving. She's not around you much but she's always thinking of you so she will sneak little gifts and things that makes her think of you to gift to you later. A flower, a drawing, some jewelry, everything she sees that remembers you, you'll be getting it.

💘 Masky: Words of affirmation. Random compliments!! You'll be doing the most mundane task in the world and he will blurt out something like "You're amazing at X. Did you know that?" Most likely unrelated to whatever you're doing at the time, he just remembers and says, not much thinking goes into complimenting you.

💘 Hoodie: Acts of service (receiving) + Gift giving (giving). He's a tired man, he appreciates so much when you do his chores for him it gives him a lil time to rest and he does value it so much. He does love to take time to make you stuff though, sweaters, photo albums, paper flowers and all that jazz it relax him and giving it to you after just feels right.

Happy Valentines 💘

[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER day 10

pairing: darkish!marvel ladies x fem!reader, wanda x reader, natasha x reader, kate x reader, yelena x reader, carol x reader, maria x reader

sumarry: you were kiddnapped, but a group of the mightiest herous will save your life and you can´t be more thankful

warnings: kidnapping, guns mentioned, little dark themes, kissing, touching, dirty talk, smut!!!, eating out, nickname "sir", catching somone having sex, voyeurism kinda, slight angst, wanda controlling your mind, and also reading your mind, group sex mentioned, ladies talking about planning on using you, knife play a little, little shitty writting, it takes forever to get into something, oopsies, if anything else - let me know!

word count: 7k

an: our last day! little crazy how time flies, we wont get into it or ill cry, but truly thank you for all the likes, reblogs, shares and comments! im giggling like a little girl, since few of my favs here commented or likes something soooo thank u!!!! sm!

an2: it was fun and chaotic at the same time! i love you all, stay safe and hopefully i wont dip away.:P

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this last spooky day and be safe!

You couldn´t see anything at all, the only sense you could count on right now is your hearing, which is not much of a helper. All you could hear is the engine running and some soft music playing in the front. 

You try to move, but your hands are tied together and so are your legs, trying to remeber what happened made your head hurt, so you quickly gave up on that.

After what felt like hours the car finally stopped. You open your eyes, but it is still pitch black, even when you hear someone open the doors, there is nothing in your sight. Then it hit you, you´re maybe in a box, that´s why it´s so hot and you can barely breathe here.

Trying to feel where you are is a good start and you were right, you are in a box. 

Someone opens the back of the car, and you feel that you´re finally moving, they put you down, which wasn´t the gentlest way, but since you´re tied up, these people probably don´t care about your well-being. 

"Open it," you hear an old man says. 

"Money first," this is someone else, someone who is standing right next to you, you´re still seeing pitch black and that is the most terrifying out of everything right now. Even if your try to run away, you don´t know where to, there could be fifty other guys standing there, so you´re in really shitty situation.

"No. I need to see if she´s alive and if it´s truly her." It´s the first voice again. 

"She is, now give me the money." 

What the hell is going on? They want my organs? But they wouldn´t want me alive? Or would they? Maybe they need the organs fresh, shit. My organs? 

Your overthinking is making your heart beat faster, than if you would run a marathon now. 

But is it really overthinking if this is the most possible outcome of this... deal? 

"I want to see her. I won´t give you shit, if I´ll found her dead inside the box." The man is clearly mad now. 

You can hear someone else coming, it sounds like a motorcycle. "Oh so you brought backup?" 

"Me? Stop fucking playing around." You can hear that both of them are unease, their voices are filled with anger and it´s just a question of time, when they will explode like a bomb. You´re hoping you won´t be the center of catastrophe. 

The motorcycle stops and you can hear someone re-load a gun. 

A gun? Holy shit. 

"Oh come on boys? What do you think you´re doing here, hm?" You can hear a woman speaking, her voice has a hint of smokiness and a certain level of strength, making it both captivating and commanding. It's a voice that demands attention and conveys a sense of experience and resilience. You could bet your life that you already heard this voice somewhere. 

You don´t really know what´s goining on, but you feel like they´re just pointing guns at eachother, at least that´s what you´ve imagined.

The lady chuckles. "You are all surronded, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide," it was a quiet for a little bit, after she starts to speak again, "I wouldn´t done that if I was you, see the red dots? Yeah I have backup. And yours? Already arested," she adds. 

Arested? Oh she´s from the police! Police! Yes! 

You can hear how someone is walking closer to you, but from a totally different way then you heard the people talk before. But that is the last think you think of, before you completly pass out. 

... 

Beep, beep, beep. 

Is all you can hear, before you can even open your eyes. You take a few deep breaths and with that, you slowly open them. The light isn´t as sharp as you thought it´s gonna be, so you blink a few times and your already adjusted to being awake.

Looking around give you an answer where you are, the hospital. All of your clothes are on the chair, packed in a plastic bag. So it must have ended good, the lady arested the bad guys and now you´re in the hospital, which isn´t your favorite place, but hey, you could be in a coffin now, so you see it as a win. 

You don´t even feel in pain, maybe you´re head hurt a little bit, but you´re used to it. You slowly trace your hand all over your body, but you think you´re all good. 

A person coming into your room pulls you out of your thoughts, as you look up at them, you notice is The Natasha Romanoff. One of The Avengers. One of the coolest people in the whole world! 

Your eyes widen at her standing next to you with a little smile on her face. "You´re finally awake, how are you feeling?" her voice was so soothing, you feel like she could bring you from dead if that was the case. 

As you observe Natasha´s outfit, you can't help but be drawn to her effortlessly cool and edgy style. She's wearing sleek, form-fitting black pants that hug her curves perfectly, adding a touch of boldness to her overall look. The pants highlight her long, lean legs, accentuating her confidence. Her choice of a white tank top underneath the black leather jacket is simple, it shows you just enough of her abs to let you know, that she could kill with them. 

"I- uh good. Great. Amazing." She chuckles at your answer. 

"So I assume the pills are working." She nods her head and sits on your bed. 

"Meds?" A noticable confusion is written on your face and Natasha speaks right away, to ease your nerves. 

"How much do you remeber, (Y/N)?" Natasha puts her hand on your forehead to check if you have a fever. 

"Um... I remeber being in a box and being scared," Natasha hums, "I also remeber having my hands and legs tied and I- uh remeber and then I just..." you shrug. 

"Okay." She nods again. "You don´t have to worry now, we took care of them and you´re safe." Natasha gives you a smile, that did make you feel way better. You knew she was a badass and pretty too, but in person? 

She´s stunning, how can someone be this perfect? Like it is not fair. 

"Althrough..." she sighs. 

"What? Althrough what?" 

"We´re not sure if they worked alone and knowing your status, we can´t risk you getting hurt again." She adds. 

"My status? I´m sorry, I have zero idea what you´re talking about." If you were confused before, then you don´t know what you are now. 

"Oh, detka. They did numbers on you." You could see the concern in her face. 

Numbers? On me? What?

"You were missing for few months and when me and the rest of the team found you.. you were unconsious. That was 2 weeks ago, we weren´t sure if you´ll wake up. But you did and that´s amazing news, but we need to make sure, that you are safe." Natasha takes your hand in hers. 

After that Natasha left you alone and you were trying to piece the things together, but everytime you tried, you got horrible headache. 

What status? Who- what? 

... 

During the first week, it was only Natasha who came to visit you. Each time you inquired about leaving the hospital room, she staunchly insisted that you should stay and rest. Even though you expressed your boredom and eagerness to step out of the room multiple times, assuring her that you felt better, she stood unwaveringly by her belief that you needed the rest after everything you had been through. 

She visited you everyday and you realized how sweet The Black Widow actually is and how much comfort she brings you in those confusing times. But you couldn´t help, but notice what her slight touches make you feel. Touching your forehead to make sure, you don´t have a fever. Touching your hand to get your attention or just putting your fallen hair behind your ear. 

She brushes your hair every morning, reads to you, she even brought you a coloring book, which always brought you some sense of comfrot. And if Natasha wouldn´t be the one who brought it out, you would completly forget that something as kidnapping has happened to you. 

... 

This morning Natasha is not alone, she softly knocks three times as she did each morning and then slowly walks in with another person behind her. 

"(Y/N), this is-" You cut Natasha off. 

"Wanda Maximoff!" You basically yell. "S-sorry, I just... I know who you are." You sligthly blush at the two women in front of you. 

Wanda chuckles. "That´s me. Pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)." She comes closer and shakes your hand, her hand felt incredibly soft, like a gentle caress of silk against the skin, inviting warmth and comfort. 

"You don´t know what happened to you, but you remeber all of our names?" Natasha laughs as she teases. 

"I mean..." you shrug. "You are The Avnegrs! So of course I know who you are." You look away from Natasha´s gaze. 

"Sorry, that was a stupid joke." Natasha put few fallen pieces behind your ear and smiles at you. 

"No, no. It´s fine, you had a great point there." You smile back at her.  The readhead nods. "I brought Wanda, becuase she will take care of you now, for few days, before the doctors will release you." Nat smiles. 

"Oh really? When I´m going home?" You were so glad you´ll be home soon. 

Wanda just send a quick eyebrow raise to Nat. 

"What?" You look between the two women in the room. 

"Detka, you will be released from the hospital wing, but we still can´t promise there won´t be anyone waiting for you outside, so we decided that you will spend some time here, in the compound." 

"Oh." Natasha´s words caught you off guard as you really don´t know what to feel now. You couldn't help but blush and feel a bit shy as you heard Natasha call you by that nickname, but at the same time her words made you a little sad, you still have to kinda locked up.. 

Wanda notices right away, without having to read your thoughts, that you weren´t really sure about this scenario. "But I promise I´m way more fun, than boring Tasha. We can read, play games and after you´ll be on your legs we can bake, cook, I can teach you how to play guitar and many more exiting things!" You smile, that does sound good, but what about all of your clothes and... other stuff you had to have, before that incident. 

"We can go shopping too!" Natasha sends Wanda a quick glare as a warning. 

"Well... better to be bored than dead, right?" You chuckle, but none of them even smiled at your joke, which was incredibly embarrassing. 

"Don´t joke about that, detka." It was the first time you saw Natasha actually mad. 

... 

You are finally off the hospital wing, Doctor Cho told you that you need to rest and if there is anything wrong, you can call her asap. At the end she is working for the Avengers and getting calls in the middle of the night isn´t something unusual. 

Being a week with Wanda was so fun, she told you all the stories from her life, you watched many sitcoms together and her cooking skills are amazing! Anything she cooked for you, you crave for some more. You´re really positive about her putting some drug in the deserts, because everything was just so good and addicting, it´s not even possible. 

You two also spent hours on online websites shopping, for your new clothes, boots and everything you needed. Wanda payed for everything of course. Even though she told you, "Don´t worry about it," you still feel bad for spending so much of her money. 

You´re currently waiting for Wanda, to walk with you to the main room, for you to meet the rest of the team. You were very nervous, but if Nat and Wanda were so nice to you and made sure you were safe all the time, you believe that the rest of the team is the same. 

"There she is!" Wanda comes to you, hugging you closly. Like any other day, she was warm and you feel even better. 

"Here I am. But I can take it-" You say as Wanda grabs the one plastic bag with your stuff. 

"None of that, malysh. You need to rest." 

"This weights basically zero zero nothing, I could-" You met Wanda´s eyes, "thank you for taking my bag." You smile. 

"That´s what I´ve thought, malyshka." These nicknames will kill you, sooner or later.  The two of you went to the living room, which was a two floors above you. The ride in the elevator was quiet and comfrotable. 

Bing. 

Wanda immedietly links your hands with yours, which you don´t mind it at all, it´s actually calming your nerves and she knows it very well. There is no need to read your mind, your body is speaking for you this time, with your relaxed posture and the little adorable smile on your face. 

"They are nice, but little... hectic and full of energy. If anything, let me know and we can go to the bedroom." Wanda smiles. 

"Thank you, WanWan," you smile back, if her and Nat can give you nicknames, you will think of something too. "I think I can manage, um... will Nat be there?"

Wanda smiles at her new nickname and then shakes her head, "Natasha is coming later tonight, you know, Avengers stuff." You simpy nod. 

You could hear the other teammates right away, but you hear only women´s voices. You were honestly glad. Not like you don´t like the male Avengers, but... they are still males, so you already felt more comfortable knowing there are only bunch of ladies. 

Wanda opens the door for you and walks right behind you. "Ladies, I´d like you to meet someone, someone very special, so please don´t attack her with questions or any other... things." She giggles and you look around and you feel like in a dream. 

Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, and Maria Hill are all seated on a comfortable, oversized sofa, while Wanda still stands beside you. 

"Hai," you whisper as you awkwardly put your hand up in some sort of a wave. 

All you could hear was all sorts of greetings, "Hi! Hello! Oh finally, hey!..." The sudden outpour of warmth takes you by surprise, and you can't help but blush and offer a shy smile in response to their overwhelming hospitality. 

"Easy, ladies!" Wanda quickly says. 

"Move, Maximoff." The Captain Marvel herself says as she stands up. 

"No. All of you are like a bunch of hawks and (Y/N) is tiny, not a chance I will leave her all alone in this." Wanda grips your hand tighter. 

You blush as you look at Carol. 

"Im Carol, nice to meet you, (Y/N)." She smirks at you. 

"I- I know... and you are Maria, Kate, Yelena," you smile as you point at each of them. 

Wanda giggles. "She is our big fan," she explains. 

"Ohh, is she?" Maria finally speak, "do you kow the rest of the ladies?" 

"The rest?" You look at her, not knowing, who is the rest. "You´re living here with everyone? Like everyone? Where are the guys?" you obviously have many question. 

"Most of us do, but sometimes there is a mission of world so-" Carol is cut off by Maria. 

"Don´t start with this bulshit, Danvers. Like you´re something special, just because you can travel to space..." The brown haired girl rolls her eyes. 

"I didn´t say I´m special, you did." Carol winks at her.  Wanda leans closer to you and whisper right into your ear. "This is a daily basis on here, you´ll get used to it," she giggles and so did you. 

"To answer your quiestion fully," Kate clears her throat, "all the ladies live here, all of us got room and it´s just like a never ending sleepover." Kate chuckles, she is probably the same age as you, or little older, which makes you feel better around everyone. 

"And no. There are no guys. Is that a bad thing?" Yelena says without zero emotion in her voice. 

"No! No, no, no! I mean I bet they are great, but I´m into girls. I mean... as a fact, I think you guys," you point at them, "just do it better. Way badass, smarter, faster, everything is just waaay better, you know?" you tried to save youself, but it didn´t work at all. Even Yelena has a slight smirk on her face. 

"You were right, Maximoff. She is cute." Yelena nods towards you and Wanda. 

"So you´re into ladies?" Kate smiles. 

"No, yes. I mean yes, but I didn´t mean it like that in the previous context," you answer her. 

"What was the context then?" Now it was Wanda speaking right into your ear. 

You are quiet for a second and then just shrug, "I guess i didn´t want to talk shit about the male Avengers." you chuckle. 

"Don´t worry, we won´t tell them." Kate laughs. 

"Well... if you know a lots of things about us, isn´t it fair for us to know little something about you too?" Carol sits on a couch next to Maria. 

"Go sit, malysh, I´ll bring you something to drink." Wanda sligtly pushes you towards the couch, when her hand leave your lower back, you already miss her touch. 

You sit between Kate and Carol, while Maria stares at you with a slight smirk. So you quickly look at the youngest Avenger, and you can already tell, that she´s really exited to talk to you and get to know you better. 

You sit nervously between Carol and Kate, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the attention. Carol leans back confidently, a smirk on her face. "So, what's your thing, hobbies, what´s your favorite food?" 

"Um, well, I like uh, reading. And I enjoy cooking as well." 

Kate is like a exited pupppy. "That's cool! Any favorite books? Oh, and, do you have a go-to pizza topping?" 

Wanda comes back with the water and place it on the table, giving Kate a stern look, "easy Bishop," then she sits on the chair right in front of you. 

"I love reading fantasy novels. And, for pizza, I'm a sucker for pepperoni." 

Maria and Yelena, watching you, listen intently, their interest evident in their expressions. 

Carol smiles, "That's awesome. We should have a cooking night together sometime. What do you say?" 

You and Wanda make eye contact "Well... I already planned that with Wanda, so..." 

"Oh really, Maximoff? We´re already calling dibs? That is not fair." Carol rolls her eyes. 

"Or all of us can cook together?" You smile at Carol. 

"Carol in the kitchen is the worst way of dying, so it´s a no for me." Yelena mumbles and leaves the room, Maria following closely behind. "Agreed."

"I can teach you! The simple things are not that hard, right Wanda?" 

The girl infront of you just sighs and nods, "Sadly it´s not." 

"Oh come on, don´t be so harsh on her, I bet it´s not that terrible... right?" You feel more and more comfortable with all the ladies around you. 

... 

"It´s not that terrible, right?" Wanda mocks you as you see flour flying, ingredients get mixed up, and the result is far from what the recipe intended. 

Wanda and Kate exchange amused glances, but they both maintain their composure, trying not to laugh. You, though, can't help but chuckle, as you didn't expect this level of chaos in the kitchen. 

Carol, with a sheepish grin, looks at her culinary creation. "I promise, I'm better at saving the world than making food." 

"You better be, Danvers." Wanda smirks as she smacks her dirty hand on Carol´s ass, leaving a white mark on her black sweatpants. 

"Oh you´re so in, Maximoff!" Carol turns around and runs for her, to get her revange. 

You and Kate burst into laughter, all in good spirits. Despite the kitchen disaster, the shared experience brings the group closer together. 

You jump on the messy kitchen counter, smiling from ear to ear. "That was... fun." 

Kate nods and turns to look at you, "yup." She moves closer to you and touch your nose with her finger from... butter? You guess. "But at least now you see why is Wanda doing all the cooking. Sometimes Nat, but mostly our witchy." Kate is being very close to you know, her hands resting on your thighs. 

"Fair point." You look down and blush, "maybe we should start cleaning?" 

Kate shakes her head, "Wanda does a little poof and everything is clean, don´t worry about that." 

"If Wanda survives." You point out. 

"True." Kate chuckles. 

"You have very blue eyes." You don´t know where this comment came from. 

"I do, yeah. And you have very y/e/c eyes, (Y/N)." Kate is now whispering. 

Nodding your head seem like the only good idea, since you don´t trust your voice at the moment. 

"Would you like me to show you around and maybe later show you my room?" Kate asks, while staring at you. 

"Oh are you flirting, Kate Bishop?" You roll your eyes at her. 

She tilts her head, "what? You have such a dirty mind, miss (Y/N). I am not flirting with you, you would notice if I would." She squeezes your thighs and step away from you, "you going or what?" She smirks at you. 

And with the most dramatic groan you jump off the counter and follow her through the compound. 

... 

After Kate showed you around, you were positive that you need a map, because there is no way you would remeber all the catacombs and shortcuts. No way. 

And final stop, Kate´s floor. Warm, soft light streams into the room from a string of fairy lights above the windows, creating a cosy atmosphere. In one corner, a leather chair and a sleek, modern desk scattered with papers from her most recent missions indicate her dedication as a superhero. A collection of classic bass guitars in another corner, all neatly organized. Her two worlds—the life of an skilled archer and the spirit of adventure of a young hero—combine in balance in the room. 

"Oh my god- it´s so cozy in here!" You smile as you look around, seeing all the bows and special arrows on the wall. "Wow," you mumble as your hand wants to touch her black bow with silver ornaments on it, "may I?" 

"Go ahead, I don´t use these." She smiles. 

Your finger traces those shapes up and down, but your attention switches into something else, many pictures on the wall made you giggle out loud, "No way! You have Halloween nights here?!" You look at a few pictures on the wall, but one catches your eye right away.  

As you gaze at the Halloween picture, you can't help but smile at the fun and creativity captured in the snapshot. In the center, Kate Bishop stands proudly, dressed as a demon, her costume is complete with horns, pitchfork, and an impish grin that perfectly matches her cocky spirit. 

To her left, Maria Hill is a regal Queen of Hearts, her costume rich in detail, from the heart-adorned scepter to the ornate, card-themed headdress, giving her an air of authority with a playful twist. That she has even without this costume. 

Beside Maria, Natasha Romanoff stands as the Queen of Spades, her costume exuding an air of confidence. Her attire is a perfect blend of elegance and danger, with a spade symbol adorning her crown. And of course, her one and only iconic smirk. 

Wanda Maximoff, on the other hand, adds a touch of the Wild West to the group as she confidently portrays a cowboy. Her fringe-trimmed jacket, wide-brimmed hat, and toy six-shooter holster create a vibrant, yee-haw Western charm. 

Carol Danvers, in contrast, takes on a divine role, embodying a goddess with her shimmering costume and ethereal accessories. Around her waist, a gilded belt cinches the gown, emphasizing her muscle figure. It is adorned with intricate patterns and symbols that hint at ancient mysticism. Her accessories are no less impressive – a tiara with sparkling gemstones graces her brow, and her wrist cuffs shimmer with a radiant energy. 

Finally, Yelena Belova channels her inner child (kinda) as she steps into the shoes of Lara Croft. Her outfit mimics the iconic video game character's attire, complete with dual holstered pistols, a utility belt. 

"You thought we´re boring or what?" Kate walks up behind you.

"A little bit." You admit, "but this looks so fun! I´m quite upset I´ve missed that." 

"Don´t worry, you´ll get an opportunity. But I´ll bite, what would you dress up as?" Kate voice sending shivers down your spine. 

"Hm..." you turn around, "I take Halloween very seriously, so..." you try to think. "Well since Wanda was a cowboy, I would go as a reversed cowboy. You know, put a little UNO reverse card on my head. It´s funny and also good effort." You giggle. 

"Oh, sweet sweet (Y/N), you´re wilder than I thought," Kate chuckles, "I like that idea, now I´m quite upset too, you would be such a fun to our little party." She winks. 

You´re stomach feels like it´s filled with butterflies, that are trying to get into your whole body. 

"You feel my flirting, huh?" Kate smirks again. 

"Oh shush, I don´t want to boost your ego." You want to turn around, but Kate grabs you by your waist. 

"You don´t need to, pretty girl." 

"Kate..." You´re glancing at her lips, then back into her blue eyes and then back on her lips. 

"Hm?" Kate knows and you know that she knows and that makes you even more frustrated. 

"I- I don´t know what to s-" you barely whisper. 

"Then don´t say anything, I´ve got you. It´s all good, you´re safe with me here, okay?" Kate whispers and with you nodding your head, Kate leans in and your lips connect. Her lips are incredibly soft. Second ego, you were shy around the archer, but now, you want more, you crave more. She´s holding your hips, her strong grip making you feel secured and that´s all it matters now. 

As you found yourself captivated by the enchanting presence of the Bishop girl, it was a moment of shared intimacy, and none among you were present enough to recognize the subtle observe of the Witch and Captain. The door had been unintentionally left ajar, providing an unanticipated point for the two observers. From their concealed perch, they had a front-row seat to the scene. This unintentional voyeurism presented a silent spectacle that would be etched in the memory of all involved, forever preserving that delicate moment. 

"Really? Bishop is the first one?" Carol whispers, and Wanda gazes at her with a mix of understanding and frustration. She senses the storm in Carol, and it resonates with her because she feels the same emotions. Deep inside, Wanda hoped she would be the first to share that intimate moment with you. She had been so close, with Natasha temporarily away, but fate had other plans, and Kate Bishop claimed the coveted position first.

"Look, Carol, she´s really into it." Wanda´s jealous thought disappears, as she sees you pulling Kate closer and slightly biting her lip. 

"How many weeks did Natasha said to wait? 8-9? And we will discuss it? I knew it was bulshit." Carol chuckles. 

Wanda smirks and takes a picture of you and Kate making out, sending it straight to Natasha, with a message on it 'What if our new plaything is not waiting?' 

After literally 5 seconds, Wanda´s phone lit up with a new message from Natasha, 'omw.' 

... 

After your pretty heavy make out session with Kate, everything was different around the compound. Kate was by your side almost every minute and the other girls were as well. Everyone but Natasha. You didn't know if you did something wrong or if she had just a lot of avenger's work, but you wanted her attention. 

“I wouldn't go there, right now.” Maria says as she somehow appears right behind you. 

You were just about to knock on Natasha´s door to her office. Due to Maria, you pull your hand away, “why?” 

“She´s just not in the right mood now.” The agent explains. 

“Well, me neither, so-” you turn around and knock three times. 

“You´re really stubborn, huh?” Maria chuckles and turns around, walking away. 

“I already told you that I don´t have the time for your-” you hear behind the door, until the door opened, “oh, it´s you.” Natasha´s voice went from raspy angry spy to nice Natty, who used to brush your hair every morning, when you have been in the hospital wing. 

“It´s me.” You smile a little and without another word you step inside her office. 

Natasha watches you; she tilts her head waiting for your next move. 

“I kinda invited myself, sorry. But I have a question.” You give her office a quick glance, nothing original, just a big modern office, with lots of paperwork everywhere.  

The view is special though, you can take in the lush expanse of the garden, every detail from the blooming flowers to the trees. And beyond the garden's beauty, the panorama stretches out to reveal the entire cityscape. Skyscrapers rise majestically, their windows reflecting the sunlight, while the urban landscape sprawls in all directions.    “I´m listening.” The redhead closes the door. 

“Did I do something wrong? Or... like why don’t we talk anymore? You barely look at me when you come into the room, I just- did I do something wrong? I know you have a lot of work because the people who tried to... you know, but uh- like what's going on, Natty?” The nickname slips out and you don’t even notice, but Natasha did, she always notices those small details. 

You can hear her sigh, that´s never a good sign. 

Shit. 

“Detka, sit.” She nods towards the chair in her office, and you quickly did so. “It´s not like I don’t want to talk to you, I do. But I just thought that you´re already taken and I do not mess into someone else's business.” That was a lie, another one, that you can´t catch on. 

“What do you mean?” You quickly mumble, feeling like a kid who did something bad, since Natasha is standing above you now. 

“You and Kate.”  

“We- we uh are not dating, if that’s what you're asking.” You blush. 

“I'm not asking, (Y/N). But I would appreciate if next time you would be honest with me.” Natasha turns around. 

“But I am! We are not dating, we- are just friends.”  

“Friends?” Natasha turns back to face you, looking down at her phone scrolling, trying to find a picture that Wanda send to her. “Is this what friends do?”  

Shit, where did she get the picture?! 

“I-” you can't find any words that would help. You feel horrible, even though you didn’t do anything wrong, or did you? 

“I need to work now, to keep you safe, remember? So... if that´s all, see you at dinner.” Natasha looks sad, incredibly sad in fact. She opens the door for you and without anything else you leave. 

After few minutes of standing behind Natasha´s door, you decided that you need to blow off some steam and the Avengers compound has everything, so some boxing and sauna after don´t sound like a bad idea at all. Even though you had a boxing class like once in your life, you´ll manage, at least that´s what you hope. 

… 

It was not actually that bad, you feel exhausted, but also little better, hoping that sauna will do the rest of the magic.  

What you didn’t know is that you're not the only one craving to ease your nerves there. 

As you open the door you see quite a pleasing sign in front of you, Carol Danvers eating out Wanda right in the sauna, where you wanted to rest. You are like a deer caught in the lights, before you can say anything, the witch notices you and smirk. 

“We have an audience, Captain,” she whispers between her moans. 

Carol turns her head, and her eyes meet yours, “wanna join?” the blonde one chuckles as Wanda slaps her hand playfully. 

You don´t answer, you´re too occupied staring at Carol´s well-defined arms, you can see her veins, which switch something inside you. 

“Earth to (Y/N),” Wanda chuckles, “would you like to finish me, malyska?” 

“N-no, sorry! Shit! I didn´t know that- you uh- it will be occupied!” and with that you run away. 

“She was staring at you.” 

“She was basically drooling.”  

“Oh please! Don't let it get to your head! 

“Do you want to cum or not?” 

“Yes, captain.” 

“Then shut your pretty mouth.” Carol smirks as she dives back into the witch´s sensitive spot. 

… 

“I didn’t know Carol and Wanda are dating,” you sip from your newly opened water bottle. 

“Um... they are not.” Kate looks at you. 

“I´m pretty sure they are,” small giggle is escaping your mouth. 

“How so?” The taller girl tilts her head, “I´ll bite.” 

“I found them in the sauna together!” You look at Kate, “and they were... you know...” 

“Naked? Well that´s usually the scenario in the sauna, (Y/N).” She laughs. 

“I mean yeah they were naked, but they were... being close, intimate!” 

Kate is obviously not catching what you're trying to say. 

“They were fucking, Bishop.” Yelena says as she enters the kitchen. “Carol has pretty high sex drive since she´s ‘off planet’ most of the time.”  

“Oooh!” Kate says as she understands you now, but she does not look shocked. 

“So, they are like friends with benefits kind of a thing?”  

“If you want to label it, then I guess.” Yelena shrugs and you blush, imagining what you have seen earlier. 

Carol and Wanda then enter the kitchen as well, you don´t dare to look into their eyes, but you can feel that they are staring at you. You can bet anything in the world that they are also smirking. “What´s for dinner? I'm kinda hungry.” Captain Carol says. 

“You´ve just ate, Danvers!” Kate says it in a teasing way, which makes Wanda giggle and Yelena smirk. 

“But I would still eat some more, what do you say Bishop, you up for it?” the blonde one tilts her head. But even the chuckle she lets out sounds like she means it. 

You are too stunned to speak or even move a little. You see Natasha and Maria coming to the kitchen as well, hoping one of them will save you from blushing and slowly melting away. The trained spy notices your shy behavior right away. “What did you do to our little one?”  

It´s like she pushes the small ‘argument’ you had away when she sees you struggling.  

“Nothing!” Wanda says. 

“Yet.” Carol ads. 

“She just caught Danvers and Maximoff fucking in the sauna.” Yelena explains. 

You instantly want to leave the room, not that you would be uncomfortable, but you can feel yourself getting too excited, just being with these women in one room is too much to handle, talking about sex? Seeing them have sex? You´re questioning how are you still alive. 

“Detka...” Natasha starts, all eyes are on you right now. 

“Hm?” Is all you can menage to let out, hoping it would satisfy all of them, but you´re wrong, shockingly, right? The Black Widow clears her throat, and your body automatically makes you look up at her. “I didn´t meant to, I just... wanted to use the sauna and Carol with Wanda were just there um-”  

“If I clearly remember Wanda and I were both inviting you, so I don’t see the issue here.” Carol smirks at Wanda. 

You bite the inside of your cheeks, hoping it will calm you down. 

“There was a moment that I thought you would join us, malysh. And I think that you do too, am I right?” The witch knows exactly what your thoughts were about, she´s pushing you to just admit it. 

“Um- no! No, not at all. No. I was- definitely not.” you shake your head more than you should, but you can´t help it. Trying to make it more believable, but you're failing, miserably. “Not that I think you don´t look great, you do! Your bodies were- are phenomenal! But uh-” 

You are cut off by Wanda slapping Carols hand, “I told you she was staring.” 

“And I told you, she was drooling,” Carol sends you a wink and you quickly look away from her. 

“Okay, ladies. Give her a second and you,” Natasha locks eyes with you, “how about we move to couch, you will sit down and take a few deep breaths, alright detka?” The redhead smiles at you as her soft hand touches you, leading you to the living room. You can just nod, but you're happy, because Natasha doesn’t look mad or upset anymore, actually there is this look in her eyes, you can´t quite point a finger what it means, but her eyes kind of shifted somehow. 

After a few minutes of Natasha saying sweet nothings, you calm down a bit, she whispers, “It´s okay to look, you know. No need to feel shy about it. Honestly, we all do appreciate a good compliment, especially from a pretty girl like you, (Y/N).” And there it is again; your cheeks are flushed, and your heart is beating fast again. 

“How about we all help? To make you feel better, that is what you want right?” Wanda comes in, her hands slowly massaging your stiff shoulders.  

“I- I don’t want to bother you, or like-” you stutter out, your mind being a little fuzzy, you just feel tingles all around you, in you, everywhere. 

“Shhh, we promised we will help you out, so just let us.” Wanda whispers in your ear. 

“Or not and we will find our way.” Maria finally speaks. “Besides, it would not be fair, Kate already had her time with you, and we all are good friends, we share things. That´s just how it works here.”  

You look at Kate, who's now standing in front of you, looking down at you with a smile on her face, that is telling you, that she does not have any regrets of throwing you into the cage full of hungry tigers. Infact, she looks like a kid on a Christmas Eve. Suddenly, your mind is craving any touch. 

What's going on? 

‘You want this, shhh, you´re safe. Everything is okay. Just enjoy this.’ 

I want this. So much. 

‘That is right, malyshka.’ 

Wanda nods, giving a signal to the rest of the girls. Kate immediately knowing what to do, she basically sprints out of the room to get some stuff from the ‘Avengers special room’, it´s not even a minute and she's back with some ropes, wand, few straps, and handcuffs.  

It´s your first time with them, so they don’t want to overstimulate you that much. Other toys for other days. 

Maria takes the ropes and starts to tie your hands together, putting them above your head, “Keep them there.”  

“Yes, -” you stop yourself and Maria raises her eyebrow, she knows that you wanted to use your manners and address her by a title, but your little messy head does not know which one to use. 

“Sir.” She smirks and you nod a little. 

“Yes, sir,” you give her a little smile, it makes so much sense, that this is her title. 

“Already being so good?” Natasha kisses your forehead, going to the kitchen and making sure she's putting the phone in a good place for the perfect angle of her little movie. 

Lots of things are happening and you feel people touching you all over your body. Hill finishes tying your hands together and she comes to Natasha, both of them are saying something, but you can't hear at all. Your attention is now on Wanda and Kate, they are slowly tying your legs together, is hot, but adorable at the same time as the witch is teaching the young archer how to do the perfect knot. 

Carol is already without her clothes, having only a big strap on herself as she is adjusting the harness and even though you saw her naked already, you don’t think you could get enough of her. 

Suddenly there are some lips on yours, when they pull away, you notice it´s Yelena, you smile at her instinctively. She is a bit harsh, but you actually like it that way, and both of you know it. “Have fun, when you´re done here, come to my room. Understood?” 

You nod, again, “Understood, yes,” you whisper. 

Yelena just smiles a little, and slaps your cheek, which caught you off guard, but it sends shivers down your body, making your pussy even more wet. You´re positive that you´re already making so much mess. 

Carol finally comes to you and picks you up, without a word she places you on the table in the living room, making you the center of attention. But you don’t want her to let go of you, she's so warm and her strong embrace is making you feel like the most secured person in the entire milky way.  

“Don´t worry, malysh. Captain is very cuddly after sex.” Wanda sends you a wink as her and Kate finishes the tight knots on your legs. 

Natasha comes with a knife in her hand, slowly cutting through your clothes and with a slight smirk she says with such a rasp in her voice, “who wants to go first?” 

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This went totally different way than I wanted to, but hey, here we are :p

[bellarkeselection]

My Forever Wrangler

Requested by @hayvenleave Reader and Tyler are high school sweethearts and got married, but reader feels a little off when Tyler starts getting closer with Kate

My first ever Tyler request ( hope I did a good job 😊 )

Some people say don’t marry your high school sweetheart because you’ll always be living in the past. Others say it’s the greatest thing in the world. I chose to believe it’s the best thing I ever did, at least until I saw my husband getting close to our newest team member Kate.

“You know uh - EF1 or EF5 tornado rating. It’s not based on size or wind speed. The power we ascribe is based on damage. It’s only really after the fact we can really define it. What it destroys, takes from us.” My husband crossed the room towards Kate, gently raising a hand to her cheek brushing falling tears from her face. “I’m sorry for what happened. But how much more are you going to let this thing take from you?”

“Tyler.” Kate leans forward up on her toes looking like she was about to kiss him before I sharply gasped altering my presence in the doorway of the barn.

The pair turned their heads in my direction separating from how close they were to one another before I had said something. “Y/n, I didn’t - it’s not what it looks like.” My husband attempted to say but I spun on my heels and stomped out of the barn they were in making our way back to the main house that we were staying at.

“Y/n, Y/n wait. Hey, wait, wait.” I heard Tyler calling my name but I ignored him and just kept walking away from him.

Suddenly something wrapped around my waist and yanked me backwards where I screamed hitting whatever or more so whoever had done that. “Ahhh! Tyler, what the hell - how did you do that with a garden hose?” Lifting my head up I met his gaze seeing that he had made a nearby hose a makeshift lasso.

“I used to do rodeo, remember.” He reminded me.

Dropping my gaze weakly I made a noise. “Oh right. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. I didn’t know another way for to stop and listen to me when I tell you that nothing happened between me and Kate back there.” He began explaining to me while I pushed the garden hose down my legs and get it off of me. Tossing the hose into the nearby bushes I didn’t want him to get another chance to use his charming rodeo skills on me for a second time.

“It didn’t look that way to me, Owens.”

Tyler gave me a sad look hearing me call him Owens rather than by his first name. I usually only called him by his last name when I was really pissed at him for something and he that because we were best friends. “Y/n, I know that you’re angry with me. But I swear nothing has been going on between me and Kate-“

“Then why did it look like you were going to kiss here when you guys were talking in the barn huh?” Crossing my arms over my chest I scowled at my husband.

He gently touched my shoulders locking his gaze with mine. “She went to kiss me, not the other way around. I would never do anything to lose you.”

“That’s awfully similar to what you told me when Penny Brooke wanted to kiss you at Junior prom.” I glared at him bringing up the night he had asked me to with him and another girl at our high school was all over him.

He slightly rolled his eyes at the memory. “Yes, she had her hands all over me. But again she tried to kiss me. And I think you’re forgetting that night I left with you and that’s when I asked you to be my girlfriend.”

“I guess so.” Looking at my muddy boots I tucked some hair behind my ear. He has always been by my side and the night we started dating he was only about me and no other girl in our school. “Can you forgive me for overacting?”

Tyler nodded extending a hand out to me. “I can never stay mad at you, darling. Now will you let me up for my mistake of not spending enough time with my girl.”

“What do you have in mind, cowboy?” I tilted my head to the side waiting for his answer.

He smirked leading me to his truck helping me inside the passenger seat of the vehicle. “Go back to the good old days, just you and me. Me driving a truck and you filming our adventures on your YouTube channel.” He sits a small iPad in my lap that he had taken out of his glove box.

Tyler was the one who had went to college and got a degree. Yet he trusted me to manage his YouTube channel just like I did when we would mess around chasing storms on our dates before we tied the knot. “I can’t believe you kept my old YouTube account active after all these years. We were making videos when we were so young and reckless.” Scrolling through the old video lists I chuckled looking at the profile picture of me and Tyler. The picture was me hanging off Tyler’s back with a tornado forming behind us in the sky.

“You were my first tornado chasing partner.”

Waving my index finger in his face I teased. “That’s favorite tornado wrangler partner to you.”

“Now and always, baby.” Tyler removed his cowboy hat from his head placing it on mine. I chuckled pushing it up since it fell down in my face from the fact that it too big on me. “Sorry bout that. I’ll buy you your own hat.”

Leaning across the console I kissed him gently on the lips. “Nah. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine.”

“Sounds like a good feeling to chase, Ms. Owens.” Tyler cupped the side of my face kissing me before we sat back in our seats and kicked up dust leaving the driveway in search of a nearby storm we could chase just the two of us like the good old days.

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[scarlethexelove]

Do You Hate Me

Pairing: Drummer!Kate Bishop x Fan!Reader

Word Count: 2335

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/comfort, Smut, Daddy kink, P in V, Cum strap, StoneTop!Kate, PleasureDom!Kate, Hints to breeding, Um not sure there is much more.

Pt 1

A/n: I must always give thanks for the help from @wandamaximoffsbadgirl on writing this one. This turned from idea's about Drummer!Kate into an impromptu fic. It was done before Kinktober and just needed edited up and finished. So that is what I did. Sorry that I didn't get the last fic of Kinktober done I just couldn't bring myself to write the last one cause I didn't really know what to do with it. Maybe one day but I'm not to sure. So to make up for it here is more Drummer!Kate.

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Your fingers slowly trail down Kate’s body. You want to be able to touch your girlfriend, giving her the same pleasure that she gives you. You’re shocked when her hands grab your wrist and stop you. Her grip is tight, tighter than she has ever held you. “Katie that hurts.” 

Kate quickly lets your hands go. “I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to. Just please don’t touch me like that.” Her tone is harsh. She is acting in a way that you have never seen her before. 

“Kate why can’t I-” Kate cuts you off.

“I said don’t.” It’s like you can see an internal battle going on within Kate. Her eyes showed a different emotion than her expression. “Just don’t touch me please.”

You’re so confused and hurt by your girlfriend's outburst. “Fine!” Your words are louder than you had intended them to be but you don’t really care. You get up and walk out of the room. You don’t know where you are going but you just put on your shoes and walk out the door. 

It’s only a few minutes later before Kate gets up and goes looking for you knowing that she needs to explain to you why she stopped you. But panic takes over when she realizes you're not there anymore. Your shoes and keys are gone from beside the door. She quickly throws on her boots and runs out the door. 

It’s dark out and the air is damp as you walk along the eerily quiet streets. You don’t know how you walk but the hurt doesn’t seem to leave you. You never thought you were good enough for Kate and this just solidifies your spiraling thoughts. That you will never be good enough for her. 

Your face scrunches when you feel cold water drop down on your face. You look up as the sky fills with little droplets of water. The rain starts to fall down steadily making you let out a groan. You already feel terrible and now this. You accept your fate as you sit down on the bench a few steps behind you. Letting the cold rain soak into your skin as your fight with Kate swirls in your mind. You dropped everything to be with Kate and now she doesn’t want you. You’re alone and cold.

Kate begins to panic more when the rain begins to fall. The storm clouds above let's all the held water fall down. She doesn’t know where you went and now it’s raining. All she wants is for you to be back in her arms, to explain everything. She wants you to understand just how much she loves you and that will never change in her eyes. So she runs looking wherever she can to find you. How could you have gone so far in so little time. 

You don’t know how long you sit there for, until you hear your name being called while Kate is running up to you. She pulls you up and hugs you tightly. She pulls you back a little to look you over. “I was so worried.” Kate has tears in her eyes. 

“What does it matter, Kathrine.” It stung when you used her full name. 

“Oh Y/n/n, come on, don't be like that, please. Just come back with me, we can have a bath together and I'll explain myself.” Kate tries and you want to say no but she's giving puppy eyes.

Kate tries to hold your hand, but you pull it back and cross your arms. You follow behind her, still hurt and salty. You're both dripping wet when you both get inside. 

Kate starts the bath and goes to help you undress. “I can do it myself.” You snap. Kate pulls back, mumbling out an okay before turning away to undress herself. When you're done pulling off your wet clothes, you step into the warm bath. Sinking into it, you let out a moan as the warmth elopes you. Kate stands there bouncing on the balls of her feet unsure now if she should join you.  

“Are you just gonna stand there?” You ask feeling awkward now that Kate was second guessing if she should join you. She cautiously steps into the bath in front of you. Sinking down and sitting in front of you. 

Kate looks down and plays with her fingers. “I'm sorry.” She mumbles. You've never seen her so reserved which makes you feel bad for being so mad. 

You chew on your lip, taking in a deep breath. “I just... did I do something wrong? Do...do you not want me, Kate? I just...I wanna make you feel just as good as you make me feel.”

Kate reaches out, brushing your tears away. “Baby, it absolutely is not that. You do make me feel good, better than I've ever felt.” Kate cups your cheek, a soft smile on her face.

You look into her eyes, tears still shining. “Then why?” 

Kate takes a deep breath trying to gather her thoughts. “Princess I get off just from watching you. I don't need it and I don't particularly like it either. It's nothing to do with you. I am more than satisfied.” 

You look at her mulling over her words. “S-so you're um what's it called.”

Kate smiles. “Stone top. Yes.” 

“Ohhhhh.” You think for a moment, brow furrowing. “S-so you don't like hate me? Or think I'm disgusting? Or–” Kate cuts you off, pulling you into a deep kiss. You whimper into it before melting into her. 

“I think you are the most amazing girl in the whole world.” Kate beatles against your lips. 

You lean your body into hers. “I don't deserve you.” You mumble. 

“Don't ever say that princess. I don't know what I would do without you. The day I saw you my life changed for the better.” You want to touch her, but you hesitate. Your hands hovering, almost ghosting over her skin. “Go ahead, princess.” Your head shoots up, eyes meeting hers.

You lean more into her and lay your head on her chest as you let yourself lazily draw patterns on her chest, letting your fingers drift down slowly. 

Kate let's out a soft noise. Softer than you've ever heard out of your girlfriend. You lay your head on her chest, taking a deep breathing, letting your hand fall, brushing past her nipple. You feel as her breath quickens slightly at the sensation. You trace your fingers around her nipple waiting to see if she stops you. She lets out a shuttered breath. You smile, letting your thumb brush across her now hardened nipple

“Is this ok baby?” You ask, actually stopping what you're doing. She lets out a soft moan. You look up at her and you pull her down to kiss her. You still tease her nipple as you swallow her whimpers. You keep teasing, seeing how far you can push her as you roll her pebbled nipple between your fingers. She finally grabs your wrist, pulling both behind your back. 

“You're playing a dangerous game, princess.” Kate husks against the shell of your ear. 

You gasp. “What are you going to do Daddy? Hmmm, punish me.” You tease her knowing that you hadn't actually done anything to warrant one but just want to press her buttons a little. 

Kate is quick to stand lifting you up with her. Not caring about leaving a wet trail behind you both. 

“I'm not going to punish you princess but I'm going to make sure you can't walk tomorrow.” 

Shivering at her words.You cling tight to her. “Oh will you Daddy?” You try to sound tough, but you know that she knows. 

Kate tosses you on the bed, making you squeak before crawling to hover over you. “Oh princess, I'm going to use my biggest strap. You know that new one special one we just got. I'm going to slit that pretty little pussy open.” She growls and kisses you harshly. 

You feel your body heat up at the mention of the new strap. A thick purple one that was cum filled. A whimper leaving you. “Please Daddy I've been wanting to get to use it!' You started begging already forgetting about what happened earlier.

Kate chuckles at your neediness. “Look at you begging Daddy to fuck you. You want me to stretch that pretty little pussy around my big strap hmm.” 

You whine at the thought. “Please.” Kate leans down, giving you a kiss before leaving to go grab the strap. Coming out, and the moment you see her, you clench around nothing. “Fuck...Daddy…” She smirks as she gets closer to you. 

“Tell Daddy exactly what you want, Princess.” Kate is cocky knowing she has you right where she wants you. 

You squirm as you look at the large size. “Wa-want Daddy to fuck me.” 

Kate gives you a faux pout. “Princess, you need to tell me how. You want Daddy to shove that pretty face into the pillows as I fuck you from behind.” You clench at the thought and nod. “Words princess.” She reminds you. 

A whine coming out of your throat. “Please Daddy want you to fuck me from behind and push me into the pillows. Want to scream so loud for you the pillows don't muffle it. Please.” You see her eyes dilate at your words. Light blues become dark like a storm. 

You watch as Kate’s calm demeanor turns to feral. “Hands and knees princess.” She growls out. You barely have time to get into the position before Kate is behind you. “Fuck I can't wait to ruin you.” Her hands caress your hips. You instantly want to fall apart for her. Do exactly as she asks. Your pleasure is hers and hers is yours. You feel her slowly push through your folds, getting herself all slicked up before you feel the tip at your entrance. You shiver and whimper. 

“Please Daddy...please…” Kate slowly pushes her hips forward. Your walls stretch to accommodate her large size. Though the stretch is slightly painful, it feels so good. Your arms are already wobbly the further she pushes in. You're already panting from it all. Already so overwhelming. Her hand goes on the back of your head, grabbing your hair as she starts thrusting, setting a brutal pace that has your head spinning. 

“Fuck you always feel so good taking my cock like a good little slut. You're Daddy's slut, aren't you?” Kate grunts with every thrust of her hips. 

You moan loudly as words fail you. Your brain instantly turning to mush as she fucks you.  

When you don't answer Kate stops. She wraps her hand around your throat and pulls you back against her chest and whispers in your ear. “Daddy asked you a question princess. Are you Daddy's slut?” You whimper. 

“Mmm I-I Da-Daddy's little sl-slut.” Kate lets go of your neck and pushes your face down into the pillow. 

“Good girl.” Kate grunts as she picks the pace back up.  

You moan loudly, what else are you supposed to do because words aren't an option. “Ah...ah...ah…” It's the only thing coming out, but you're practically screaming as she hits your spot just right.

Kate is panting above you as your walls suck her in. She reaches down between your legs, finding your clit and circling her fingers around. You can't help the scream that escapes your lips. Your body is trembling under her as you're so close to falling over the edge.

“Ah...Daddy...fuck fuck please...I'm gonna...gonna cum!” You hear the chuckle the rumbles out of her. 

“You want to cum all over Daddy's cock? Hm?” Kate asks and suddenly you're shy again. Just like always though Kate secretly hoped you'd never stop being like this with her. 

“Please Daddy let me cum on your cock.” Kate lets out a satisfied hum before pulling you up against her and whispering in your ear. 

“Do you want Daddy to fill you up princess?” Kate’s thrusts are still hitting you perfectly deep inside that your legs are trembling. You're so close to falling over the edge. 

You whine and nod so desperately. “Pl-please daddy want your cum.” It comes out as a whimper, but your words satisfy the drummer. 

“Cum on my cock princess, Daddy's going to fill you nice and full.” That's all it takes as your eyes roll back in your head and you cum harder than you ever have in your life. Your walls desperately sucking Kate’s cock further in as she continues to pound into you. 

As you ride out your high, Kate's powerful thrusts down slow as she finally releases the cum deep inside of you. The added feeling of being filled causes another smaller orgasm to rip through you. “A-Ah fuck Daddy.” Your moans are loud, bouncing off the walls. 

You think Kate will slow down now that she has filled you up but she doesn’t. You let out a small whine and Kate shushes you softly. “Daddy hasn’t cum yet and Daddy promised you princess that you won’t be walking when I’m through with you.” She nibbles on your ear causing you to gasp. “I’m going to keep filling this pretty little pussy till you're dripping with my sweet sweet cum.”

By the end of the night you have lost count on how many times that you have cum and Kate has even lost count of how many times she has. Your bodies now in a tangled mess of limbs as your body lays on top of your girlfriends. Kate insists that the strap stays buried deep inside you. A promise to wake you up close to another orgasm. You’re slowly drifting off to sleep when you feel lips pressed to your head and a whispered I love you from Kate. You’re so exhausted that you slur out an unfinished I love you to Kate as sleep takes over.

[freeluigihesbae]

𝓹𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓾𝓫𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼 - 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 2

(4,612 words)

part 1

summary: you're mean. you're bad. but your smart enough to get grades and attention and yet, breaking luigi mangione to be the kind of person you are... doesn't seem to work.

little do ya know, he's about to break you instead.

𝗍𝗐: 𝖲𝖬𝖴𝖳𝖳𝖳𝖳, 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗏 (𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽), 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖺𝗅, 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗓 𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝖾𝗋𝖺, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗒!

~

"Hey!" You turn your head around, only see Kate running over and grabbing your arm. "You look like you've seen a ghost." You shake your head, still staring at her incredulously thinking well wouldn't she love to know, before giving her a laugh.

"I'm fine. It's just the introvert in me feeling overwhelmed." You respond to Kate's constant shaking of you, but the word overwhelmed is double entendre in a sense, because it's true. You're not a party girl. Neither are you Luigi's girl.

But now, you were going to be at least one of those tonight. If Luigi kept his word, then two.

"You need to get laid bitch!" Kate starts dragging you across the floor, away from the counter where Luigi had cornered you a few moments earlier, bringing you to the middle of the dance floor where your eyes were running around the crowd, taking in the girls' small tops and dresses combined with the sweaty men, all giving their attention up to the music blasting and the hands mutually caressing random skin.

Boundaries were constantly being broken and the mere thought of some rando touching and feeling you up made you want to fly out of the nearest window, especially since the main objective to was to keep your mind on something less stressful than finishing the coding project you had.

"If it's that much of problem why don't we make-out?" You snort as Kate starts grooving on the floor, letting her put her hands around your waist before she snorts back.

"I wish I could but I'm into men. No matter h-how hard I try-" Kate is tipsy, laughing at her own joke while you mirror her, trying to keep her on her feet. "I still go for the more pitiful half of the population." You and Kate giggle before becoming a part of the crowd, laughing away. The thoughts of Luigi simply flutter away as you lose yourself in the music, thinking that maybe, being dragged to the club isn't as bad as you thought it would be.

~

"Have fun!" You wink at Kate, who's got a fairly tall and handsome guy around her fingertips, desperately trying to touch her which she seems to enjoy. You always saw her as the charge-taking, dominant type, so all kudos to her as you watch her getting dragged up the stairs and out of your sight.

You're back the solitude of it all, asking the bartender for another drink, the lightest that they've got, before you feel a hand tap your shoulder.

"Ryder?" You squint while looking and nod for yourself when you realize it's him.

Right, Ryder. The guy who certainly has a crush on you and has certainly tried to talk to you on multiple occasions but has been subject to repeated rejection.

Well, by you.

He's certainly handsome, but he wasn't your type. But if the night was going to go on without Kate, it might as well go with someone else.

"What's up?" You eye him while downing your drink, smiling as the alcohol slowly makes your body feel weak. Ryder seems to catch on, eyes widening as he moves closer as a caution.

"Just wanted to talk." Ryder smirks, yet keep a respectful distance between you both. You furrow your eyebrows, feeling more and more out of your element as time passes, but you nod your head.

"Yeah about what?" You nearly slam your head on the counter because it comes out way harsher than usual, but he doesn't seem to feel that way, because he simply answers.

"Why don't go on the rooftop, y'know, spend some time alone?" Ryder shouts over the music, as a new EDM song strong enough to create an earthquake is played on the speakers. The combination of stimulation are draining your energy and for the sake of time pass, this seems like your best option. His cool hand comes to grab your forearm, taking the lead as you both walk towards the end of a hallway and into a different staircase.

"W-Where we goin'?" You slur your words, trying to keep up. Ryder places his arm around you before dragging you up the steps. "We're jus' gonna spend some time alone. Nothin' else beautiful." He takes the liberty of swiping his finger on your bottom lip, which makes you drag your head back, bringing you to your senses.

This isn't the safest situation, so you're on the best high alert you can muster, wishing you didn't get drunk.

He opens up a trap door, the chill air of the night immediately coming to hit your face, before extending a hand and pulling you up with him.

"Thanks." You whisper quietly before finding a comfortable spot on the slant of the roof, keeping a few inches distance with Ryder as he sits down next to you. "So." You speak, wondering what he has to say. Ryder simply looks at you and turns his head.

"So... what brought you here tonight?" He takes a swig at his beer bottle and you raise an eyebrow before answering.

"My friend dragged me- thanks - here because of some stupid coding project I'm doing last minute." Ryder hands his bottle over to you and you take a nice chug yourself, realizing it's full of alcohol. You cough a few times before Ryder places a hand on your back in concern. "You alright there pretty?" Ryder slides his hand down a bit further and you snap.

"Not your pretty." You eye him with anger and Ryder laughs, retracting his hand before giving a half-hearted sorry.

"Anyways," you eye him carefully before turning your head again, quietly trying to balance yourself as the alcohol is making your senses messy again. "Why are you here?" Ryder immediately responds.

"Just came with some friends," Ryder says, staring at the sky before he turns his entire body to look at you. "I need to tell you something." He speaks and you internally roll your eyes, holding your breath because oops, forgot this guys is like IN LOVE me.

You nod, tightening your muscles and jaw before you watch his lips part, quivering in nervousness.

"I-I like you and I thought maybe we could go out sometime?" Ryder speaks in a weak, unsure voice and it makes you want to jump off the roof because he's asked you so many times and you've said no. Anger washes over you and before you know it, you're saying words without thinking.

"Ryder I've told you already. I am not interested. Not. N-O-T. What part don't you get?" You raise your voice, moving your hands around to express your anger and Ryder just stares before speaking with equal vigor.

"You can't just say that without giving me a chance! What's wrong with you? All I've ever done is be a nice guy and you won't even try. All you do is fuckin' moan and smooch around Mangione." Ryder scoffs towards the end and your eyes go wide.

"What did you say?" You ask, tilting your head downward in confusion and shock. Ryder rolls his eyes before repeating his words but you cut him off. "I mean what you said at the end Ryder." You remind him and he rolls his eyes even more.

"What? Y' need a refresher darling? Because for all I know, you only pay attention to the fuckin' Mangione guy. Showing your breasts and ass for him because all you are is a fuckin' slut-" "Oh fuck you Ryder. I don't give a shit about Luigi and I don't know why I should give a shit about what would happen if I pushed you off this roof right now." You don't actually mean it, but this has Ryder threading his fingers through his hair in anger, steam practically fleeting of his skin while you groan.

That's when you remember your moment with Luigi and how he cornered you at the bar, telling you that your attitude should be fucked out of you. It seems like a much more enticing proposition but that familiar sourness fills your lips, because shit, you don't want to admit it.

"Just admit that you like him!" Ryder shouts into the air and you whip your head around, heart pounding against your chest.

If that was a truth you wanted to share, you were not going to do it with a wimp of a boy sitting across from you, one that couldn't take no for an answer.

"I DON'T! He's fucking stupid and annoying and irritating and arrogant I cannot-" "What's going on here?"

A new voice startles you both and you blink your eyes a few times before realizing that it's the man of the century.

Luigi Mangione.

~

"What's it to you Mangion-" "Get off of the roof. Right now." Luigi speaks in a commanding tone, cutting off Ryder, and at first, you're not sure who he's talking to, but you realize that his eyes are on you. They're glimmering in the soft moonlight falling on the roof and you're taken aback, frozen in your spot.

"Hey I'm talking here." Ryder throws his hands up and you're still frozen, prompting Luigi to mumble a few words before he's stepping up onto the roof and practically picking you up and back through the roof door. You yelp, grabbing onto Luigi and looking back at Ryder, who has a knowing and irritated look on his face.

"H-" "You can get down yourself Ryder." Luigi sneers before climbing back down the ladder, gently placing you on the floor before pushing you ahead of him.

"Walk." Luigi speaks simply and you turn around, willing to make an attempt against his upper-hand in the situation.

"No, you don't get to talk to me like that." Youye speak with a steady voice, turning your back around and making your way into the sea of people dancing to the music but his hand yanks you back.

"I said you fuckin' walk and I mean in the direction I first told you do. Do you understand?" Luigi presses you against a wall, gravelly voice speaking into your ear. It takes everything in you not to whimper, yet, you don't nod, opting to push him off and walk in the opposite direction.

Luigi lets your lack of answer slide, stalking behind you as you aimlessly walk down the hall. You carefully check, seeing if there are any open rooms and within seconds and before you can comprehend the unlocked room, you're being pushed inside.

Luigi locks the door before he brings a hand, pressing you into the wall with your neck bare and strained.

"What the fuck was that?" Luigi sneers, speaking into your face whose features are now contorted into shock and pain.

"F-Fuck Luigi he just asked me to get on the roof. What's it to y-oh-" You try to speak with anger and irritation but his fingers slide to the junction of your ear and neck, massaging the weak spot. Your hands tremble as your grab his t-shirt.

"Yeah? Yeah you all weak for me? Where was that attitude in class, hm?" Luigi presses down and watches tears crowd your eyes. "Why'd you go with him, hm? Tell me." He pushes a knee between your legs, and you realize you're soaked, ridiculously soak. You take note of wet drop making your eyelashes stick together as you let soft noises spill from your lips.

Luigi pulls away. You crouch, letting your shoulders fall in confusion and shame.

"Luig-" You try to speak but Luigi shakes his head.

"You're genuinely so fucking stupid." Luigi groans, pulling a chair and sitting down and you're so confused, that you just stand there like he didn't call you an idiot.

"Wh- Luigi, I'm sorry, did I-" "Say that again." Luigi looks up at you, tears in his eyes. Your eyes go wide, heart rate picking up because you're nervous that you genuinely did something wrong. "Luigi-" "NO."

Luigi shouts, nearly pulling out his hair before he starts yelling.

"Is it that hard to say you're sorry? 'I'm sorry' are the two words I never heard you say and this is how far things need to get for you to apologize?" Luigi is glaring at you and you stare back, but with pain and desperation intertwined. You take a step forward, reaching your hands out to touch him even though you know you won't.

Luigi looks at you, craning his neck out and you blink, fluttering your eyelids, trying to get the words out. He watches intently, impatience breaking the a different ceiling with every second that passes. It angers him, your stubbornness making him stand up to tower over you again.

"You are so fucking mean. You're a deplorable bitch and an idiot to think that everyone around is going tolerate your bullshit. You think you're so high and mighty, and yet, all it takes is me standing over you," he emphasizes his words by stepping even closer, forcing you to tilt your head back and stare into his anger-blinded eyes. "All it takes is me towering a few inches over you and your ego melts like butter. It shows, you know, how weak you are. That's why you never think twice before you talk but let me tell you, you've got some shards in your head." Luigi grabs your face and you watch in fear, taking note of a few tears that shed from his eyes from his sheers aggression.

"Luigi-" "No, you fucking listen. You know how fucking irritating you are? You're everything I hate and yet, you're so intelligent and you waste it on acting like slut." You gasp, hearing the word slip from his mouth and it makes you breath hitch, prompting a devious smirk on his face.

"Yeah? Do you like it when I tell you what you're doing? You like it when I reduce you to your worth?" Luigi cocks his head to the side, tightening his fingers around your cheek and you swear, if it isn't for the table behind you, you would've fallen over, bent backwards.

You try to get some words out but his grip is so threatening, that processing his touch takes up most of your brainspace.

"Give me answer NOW." Luigi takes the liberty to push you onto the bed and at a loss of words, you only react with your body, trying to get away from him but it's to no avail, as he's grabbing your ankles and locking you between himself and the bed.

"C'mon baby, it's not so hard is it? This isn't a coding project. It's just a binary system. You know that right?" He bends down, his breath tickling the skin on your neck and you take a deep breath in.

It's time to cede.

"Y-Yes Luigi-" "Yes for what you bitch?" Your eyes go wide and Luigi fakes surprise.

"Oh did that hurt?" He watches as your eyes become glossy because ouch that did hurt. You never thought he had it in him to talk to you like this, seeming like a simple gentleman who would never a lay a hand even when provoked.

You pout, genuinely feeling his words pierce at your conscience which makes him laugh, his hands slowly coming up to press yours down into the bed.

"Answer me." Luigi bends down to whisper in your ear. You part your lips to speak but he interrupts.

"And talk in full sentences please. The way you do when you're trying to shove a stick up my ass because you don't know anything better." The shame overshadows the anger that flares up in your body, so you follow the better option.

"I-I like when you - fuck - reduce me to w-what I really am - mmm -" His hand had already detached from your arm between your stammering words, slowly dragging down your exposed stomach. You squirm, desperate to get more and Luigi thoroughly enjoys it.

"Oh god." Luigi speaks with a hollowness, nearly drowning in satisfaction when he watches your stomach tuck in and out irregularly, reacting to his teasing touch which you know better than to whine and complain about. His eyes are boring into yours, almost as a caution to help you avoid saying the - well - bratty things you normally would. "I've waited to so long to see you like. I've waiting for several torturous months, baby, and finally I've got you like putty in my hands." Luigi smiles while staring into your eyes and fuck, you forget everything that happened between the two of your because wow he's got a stunning smile.

And skill with his fingers.

Before you know it, you're gasping as his hand trails farther down, prodding at your wet cunt. You whine, trying to close your legs but it earns you a hard, inner thigh slap which you enjoy more than you should. His other free arm comes racing down to spread your legs apart, before you replaces the space with his knees and presses his arm into your stomach.

"Stay right there m'kay? Be a good girl for me and maybe I'll help you with that project I know you haven't finished." Luigi commands you and it almost feels like you've crashed into a wall.

As if you haven't stripped yourself entirely of your shame, for some reason, his demand seems to anger you. This, he notices, but continues his ministrations, curious to see if you'll act on it.

You open your lips to ignore the pleasure coming from your clit, but there's nothing you can say because he hooks and curls a finger inside, making your eyes fly open and a string of moans fall from your lips. Your fingers grab and crush the sheets with a passion only Luigi could rile up from within you.

Literally.

"What was that pretty mouth gonna say? Hm?" Luigi starts fucking your cunt, faster with every pump, and your words turn into puddles of letter - sounds - which are incoherent and find him displeased. He pulls the same finger out to the rim of your cunt, before shoving three inside and you nearly scream, clenching around him but you know it won't do anything.

You stare down at him, biting your lip and weak with glossy eyes, taking in the way his bicep flexes with every movement back and forth. The t-shirt pulls on his shoulder, a little too tight, and if you weren't so annoyed at his jab, you may have cum right then and there.

"I asked a fucking question. Where's the teacher's pet when you want her?" Luigi practically growls, fucking you even faster and lord have mercy because you're seconds away from cumming.

"W-Was gonna tell you t-to - fuck fuck fuck - f-fuck yourself-" "So you don't need help?" Luigi pulls his fingers out and stares at you, as if nothing happened. You gasp and stare at him, your rebellion flickering with doubt in your eyes.

"N-No." You answer, unsure of what he's about to do, and with that, Luigi shakes his head. "Guess my job is done here." Luigi smirks and you're not sure how what happens next happens, but it does.

"Please let me cum." You let the words tumble from your mouth and Luigi raises both of his eyebrows, which makes you swallow hard. You were so turned on that you could rut the bed and satisfy yourself, but it wouldn't be nearly as good as his veiny hands gripping your hips while he fucked you like the bratty doll you we-

"Let me help you with the project, and you have a deal." Luigi lowers his mouth, leaving kisses right above your clit and it takes everything in you not to buck your hips up.

"M-Make me." You whisper it out, wanting to test his limits knowing it could go absolutely either way. It certainly does go one way, because his lips are off of you in an instant and his hand is grabbing your hair, pulling you up to his face. You yelp, grabbing his t-shirt to support yourself and wincing at the way the hair pull pinched your scalp everywhere.

"You just don't get it do you? You don't know how to fuckin squash that ego and let me tell you, I'm tired of hearing it. I'm tired of seeing it. And tonight, I'm gonna fuck it out of you until you remember how you begged for me to let you cum because that's what you fucking deserve." Luigi lets go and pushes you back on the bed, instantly tearing your dress off and flipping you around, which earns another gasp quickly drowned by a hard slap.

"Not a fucking sound. I'm tired of hearing that dirty hole." He lands another spank and this time, it's extremely painful, because of his rings, cool yet sharp with detail. You whimper nod and Luigi grabs your neck from behind, arching it with force.

"I said not a fucking sound." He slaps your cunt and pushes you forward, and the force with which he does makes it burn, quickly replaced by his fingers surging inside and through your juices.

Unlike the scene you'd expected, you here him unbuckling his belt, jeans dropping to the floor as you dig a few fingers into your mouth, worried from anticipation.

"Cat got your tongue?" You can hear the smirk in his voice and you want to respond, but you remember he strictly told you not to.

"Good girl." And with that, he slams himself into you and your fingers are outstretched within seconds as you gasp for air, the pleasure coursing through you. You try to orient your eyes but you can't stop them from getting stuck behind your eyelids, moaning with every miniscule movement you sense. He's kind enough to give you time to adjust, but with every second that passes, he's twitching inside and it pushes against your already sensitive walls.

"Alright. Time's up bitch." And with that, Luigi slams into you, skin slapping feverishly as you moan with every thrust, adhering to whatever pattern he was setting, slow or fast.

"Tell me y-ya need help on t-that project - fuck- or else forget 'bout cumming." He's still pistoning himself into you, watching through his own teary eyes the way your body is shaking in tandem. "C'mon!" He slaps your ass, irregularly but enough to remind you that he's looking for an answer.

Meanwhile, it's great that he wants the answer, but his dick is even better. You can't stop yourself from zoning out and entirely focusing on how every movement of him inside of you inducing a dangerous amount of euphoria.

"I-I c-can't." You sob and admit the truth, allowing yourself some vulnerability because it's true, you needed help, but saying it felt like someone was taking away everything you had.

"Y-Yeah?" Luigi surges forward, hiking up a leg over his shoulder and fucking you sideways this time, and you scream, covering your mouth as sweat forms on your forehead. "Why can't I help, hm? Why can't you shove that ego aside the way I'm shoving my cock inside of you, huh?" Luigi laughs a bit before his voice turns into a myriad of groans, signaling that he's close.

"I-I-" You try to get the words up but you can feel yourself getting close too and you know too much movement, even on your part, is going to push you over the edge. "P-Please let me c-cum oh god!" Your whines and moans get higher and higher pitched and you know Luigi is willing to throw his anger aside.

"Tell. Me. You. Need. Help." He thrusts with each word, going extra deep with each one before grabbing your hair and pulling your head back.

You are supposed to give your ego, not your project grade, right?

"FINE I NEED HELP JUST LET ME CUM MANGIONE!" You scream at the top of your lungs and at this point, you're sure more than two people must have heard you begging to for release, but you can't have it in you to care.

Luigi bends down and whispers into your ear.

"Cum." And that's it. Your leg shake inevitably as you chant his name with a combination of several other eloquent curse words, both from your release and the warmth of having him fill you with his cum.

"Oh my god." You and Luigi speak at the same time and stare at each other wide-eyed before breaking into giggles. "I-I-I need help I-" You start crying and laughing at the same time, and a considering Luigi stops pulling out which makes him cock his head to the side.

"I-" "You can pull out-" Luigi nods but doesn't pull out completely.

Your eyes widen before snorting.

"WHAT?" You giggle, confused about what's going on. Luigi lets his lips part before laughing and tilting his head. "My cum is inside I just don't want it running down your legs or something-" Luigi stops when he sees the reaction on your face.

And you're dumbstruck. That one comment makes you realize how much of an idiot you've been this entire time, basking in attention that's so shallow when you never realized how deep people around you could be.

Talk about epiphanies at very strange and confusing times. Like your ex? enemy having half of his dick up your cunt.

"Luigi I'll be fine." You tilt your head before staring back at him, confusion equally etched on your face. He nods, pulling out and grabbing a towel from nearby. "I'll wait outside the room -- I'll walk back to your dorm so we can work on that project." Luigi speaks but you can tell his thoughts are drifting.

You nod, watching him walk towards the door. In that time, you grab the sheets, covering your legs but looking up when his figure halts.

"You alright?" You ask with concern, bending your body forward confusion.

Luigi's hand is still on the doorknob but he turns around before looking up and down at you.

"You're too good to be bad. Please don't hurt yourself that you've done up until this point." Luigi seems to regret his words, but the smile on your face tells him otherwise, before he's slipped through the door and you here it click back into place.

What's better is that it doesn't feel so horrible to say he's right.

~

"I never understood why you were upset the day you found Ryder and I on the roof." You words are muffled from the sandwich you're downing, but Luigi finds it endearing every bite you take.

"I was jealous." He rolls his eyes before looking out the window and blushing when you started squealing.

"Oh my god you were jealous? I can't believe it. No wonder you gave me the best sex I had since start university." You nearly choke on your food and Luigi turns around, his jaw dropping wide.

"Are you serious? You're telling me the best sex you had stemmed from me demanding that I help you with your project?" Luigi furrows his eyebrows, almost concerned because what?

You nod, cackling like an idiot when you watch him go through all five stages of shock.

"Sure thing. Haven't had better since I came looking at the 98% on the project." You smirk, purposefully getting him riled up and that's when his expression remains unchanged, albeit one eyebrow getting raised.

"Deal, pretty girl. I'll make sure you regret saying that. Wasn't too smart of you." You snicker, trying to stifle your smile as you watch him get up and walk into your room, taking his shirt off and you know...

You're in for a good night.

~

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[ktaerssoi]

hii could you do a jealous kate fic PLEASEEE

jealously is my middle name

summary: blowing off a project for your girlfriend and her jealously.

(678)

kate martin x reader

Being a business major meant being paired up with others often, and by the middle of freshman year, most people had a go-to partner. Your go-to partner was Violet, she was pretty and super funny.

By senior year, you and she had worked on countless projects together. You guys had recently been assigned a project that would be part of your final grade, wanting to finish it early, you guys had planned to meet up the following day to get a basic layout.

there was one problem though, your girlfriend. Kate had been making up excuses for you to stay home all day, whether it was her pretending to be sick, saying that you had all semester, or just saying she would miss you so much that she would "die an agonizing death."

needless to say, she didn't want you to go. "Kate, I need to go, seriously now." you separated yourself from her, knowing that the physical contact would make you fold.

"I don't know where your problem with me hanging out with Violet is coming from, but we need to get this work done." You and Kate were standing by the front door of your guys' shared apartment, she was leaning against the wall, still trying to bargain with you.

"It's not that I had something against her, I just don't understand why you guys have to meet up so often. I mean seriously, it's like every other day." She had pushed herself off the wall, her hands finding your waist as she now stands in front of you.

you squirm at her touch, the simple action causing your cheeks to flush. "because it's our final kate, it's not like it's optional." you looked up at her, she was 6'0, so it got hard to focus sometimes when you guys were standing so close together.

she nodded, a disappointed look on her face, but you quickly saw her eyes change as a thought popped into her head. She stared down at your lips for a second, and then quickly pulled you into a kiss.

you kiss back quickly, melting into it, a pout on your face as she pulls away. "kate, you can't just do that." she gives you a confused look, but you don't miss the smirk on her face.

"do what? I can't give my girlfriend a goodbye kiss as she leaves to go hang out with another girl?" you shake your head, realizing what Kate's big problem is with Violet all of a sudden.

"you're jealous." you smile, wrapping your arms around the back of her neck as she tries to pull you closer (if it was even possible)

"I- what?" the look on her face makes you laugh, her being unable to defend herself, giving you all the proof you need. "I am not jealous."

She narrows her eyes, the tips of her ears reddening at your accusations. "you see y/n, if I was jealous, then I would be trying to get you to stay home. I'm not doing that. Leave for all I care, te ll Violet I say hi or whatever." she bites the inside of her cheek, her hands falling to her sides and off your waist, trying to act nonchalant.

"mhm, okay then, see you later k." you smile, kissing her goodbye as you go to reach for the door you don't get far and you feel her hands grab your waist once again pulling you toward her. "okay but seriously babe do you really have to start it today? wait until tomorrow at least," the end of her sentence is muffled as she barries her head into your neck, her front pressed up against your back as your hand is still on the doorknob.

"not jealous my ass."

-

you had texted Violet that something had come up, and you were unable to meet her that day, you and kate had spent the rest of the night watching movies. (along with other things)

it wouldn't be the last time you had to blow someone off for kate.

okay chat, i like dont absolutely hate this but it def isnt my fav, so ill prob rewrite it.. i was also thinking of rewriting the other kate fic bc i just don't like how i left it. also how do we feel about me writing for women's hockey?? lord kk harvey is so fine. anyway chat im actually dying sos - kate

[judesmoonbeauty]

A Day With Jude Jazza: Chapter Four "18:00 - Night Raid: Jude's POV"

Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. This is a full translation. Creative liberties are taken for characterization and smoother translation process. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translation elsewhere. Thank you for your support! ☾.

Jude: Ya made me waste a buncha time ‘n effort.

Bankrupt Nobleman: No, I didn’t!

I went to raid the mansion of a noble whom I’d lent money to several months ago,

But there was only a dingy looking man inside the deserted mansion.

(Gamblin’ addiction led him to borrow money ‘til he ruined his life.)

(Then he was so hard up fer cash he started dealin’ illegal drugs.)

(Nobles really are nothin’ but tosser scum.)

Jude: Toldja didn’t I, the contract’s absolute. Break it ‘n I’ll send ya t’hell.

Bankrupt Nobleman: GARRRGHH

I kicked him hard in the gut, and then stomped on his filthy head.

Jude: Ya chose t’go to hell yerself.

Bankrupt Nobleman: Hiiii-help me!

I stomp on him repeatedly, even the hand that stretches out and begs for mercy, crushing its bones.

The moment cocky nobles get harmed by those they look down on,

It’s so utterly ridiculous and stupid that it makes me laugh.

Jude: Ya promised to hand over yer house, land ‘n all yer assets if ya couldn’t pay it back.

When I dangled the title deed that the man had been hiding in front of him, his expression flooded with despair.

Bankrupt Nobleman: Stop.

Jude: Ellis.

Ellis: Kill him?

Jude: Just ‘til he can’t fight back, then send him to the lab.

Ellis: Got it.

Bankrupt Nobleman: WAAAAARGGH.

I lit a cigarette as I watched Ellis torture the guy from a distance,

(It’s less refreshin’ than before.)

At some point, it was no longer satisfying torturing those who defaulted on their contracts.

(Dunno why.)

Suddenly shoving my hand into my pocket, a small box touched my fingers.

As soon as that happened, I grasped the reason why and let out a sigh along with smoke.

(Did I turn into that fool?)

I won’t stop, but Kate will probably make a displeased face.

I became attached to her before I realized it, and my amusements gradually changed.

(Damn….why’d we meet?)

I can’t help but wonder what Kate’s been up to while I’m away.

(Guess probably scurryin’ ‘round workin.’)

Jude: Tch, that really pisses me off.

I drop the cigarette I was smoking onto the back of the nobleman’s hand, and step on it.

Jude: See for yerself what happens to those who can’t pay.

I left the man to Ellis, and quickly left there.

When I returned to the office, I looked at Kate’s desk where all of the documents were neatly organized.

I saw her absorbed in today’s work with the typewriter.

(Didja really finish that much?)

I leaned my back against the wall and watched her serious expression for a few minutes, when she stopped typing and looked up.

Her expression changes suddenly, like a flower that blooms,

Kate: Welcome back, Jude!

Her cheerful and lively voice makes me feel like I’ve lost all spite.

(I guess it’s me who got careless.)

Despite being exasperated, I called out to Kate.

Jude: Let’s go home.

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[lulunothulu]

“So you think I’m hot?” Pt. 4 (finale?)

Tyler Owens x Reader

Summary: A week after you’ve completely healed, you’re on your way to go chase a tornado with Kate and Javi when Tyler stops you. Seems like you’re owed something.

Content: flirting, FLUFF, FINALLY KISSING THIS MAN

A/N: Imagine this is the face he makes after you guys finally kiss and Boone is hyping him up 😭 brb gonna daydream about kissing him.

It had been a week since Tyler almost kissed you in your hotel room. And every day since then, he had been coming to your room and bringing you food, changing your bandage, and just spending time with you.

The more time you spend with him, made you realize that you really liked him. You could feel yourself fall for him and you didn’t mind it.

He was sweet, funny, and thoughtful.

You told him you were craving a cookie? The next day he’d have a dozen cookies for you. You wanted to go for a walk? He’d help you walk around on your crutches—then with a cane—until you got tired and he’d carry you back to your room. He even went with you to get the stitches removed, holding your hand when you were in pain and scared.

Hell, he even helped room service change your bedsheets to keep things fresh.

Never once did he try to kiss you. And by God, did you desperately want him to.

But no, he was a perfect gentleman, waiting until the week was up—and you were back to normal.

Now, you were getting the truck ready to get some last minute data on a tornado a few miles away. You’re back to everyone, Kate and Javi talking in front of the truck.

“I told you, we should go east,” Kate tells Javi.

“Yeah but what if you’re wrong?” Javi argues.

You pop your head out of the truck and yell, “Javi, she’s never wrong! Get your head out of your ass!”

“See, this is why I missed her,” Kate smiles.

“Of course you would,” Javi starts, rolling his eyes. “You always gotta team up on me.”

“You love us!” You say.

Javi looks past you before smiling. “Not as much as the cowboy.”

You turn to see what Javi was looking at to see Tyler jogging toward you, Boone and Lilly behind him.

You close the door to the truck and cross your arms over your chest, smiling faintly.

“Well, looks like you’re all better,” Tyler smiles when he reaches you. “I wonder who was your nurse, I’d love to thank them.”

You shake your head before placing your hands on your hips. “That would be you, dumbass.”

His smile widens at the teasing name. “Oh shit, you’re right.”

“So are you guys gonna chase that tornado a few miles east?” You ask.

“We were planning on it,” he tells you.

“Tyler has to do something first!” Boone says from behind.

You raise a brow before stepping closer to Tyler, a smile forming on your lips.

“Oh? And what’s that?”

Tyler hesitates, something you’d never seen him do. He scratches the back of his neck before taking a step closer to you.

“It’s been a week,” he starts.

“Yeah?” You smile, stepping even closer.

“And you’re all healed,” he continues, also taking another step closer, making you two touch chests.

“And?” You tease, wrapping your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes.

He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you as close and as tight as he can without hurting you.

“And I think we had a deal?” He says it as a question, almost daring you to say yes.

You glance over Tyler’s shoulder to find Boone and Lilly giving you the thumbs up with animated smiles. You chuckle at them before facing Tyler again. His eyes are expectant, waiting for your response.

“We did, didn’t we?” You softly agree.

Tyler nods, not wanting to say anything and holding his breath.

You pull him closer, practically a centimeter away. His breathing tickles the top of your lip, making you smile.

“So then what’re you waiting for?” You whisper, lips softly brushing his.

Tyler doesn’t answer. Instead, he presses his lips to yours, his arms wrapping around you so tightly you almost loose your breath.

His lips are soft and warm against yours. They move, searching and exploring yours and you make sure to match them. Your body is warm, it was already fairly hot out, but now? It was burning in the best way possible.

One of Tyler’s hand moves from your waist to the back of your head and you can’t help but smile into the kiss.

His tongue pushes past yours, wrestling to taste every inch of your mouth before finally settling back and enjoying the taste.

“Okay, that’s enough,” you hear Javi gag.

You and Tyler pull away, noses red and smiles plastered on your faces. You can’t stop smiling and you don’t want to either. You would kiss him for the rest of the day if you could.

“I’ll see you later?” Tyler asks breathlessly.

“Definitely,” you respond. “You know my room number.”

“I meant at the tornado sighting, but that definitely works too,” he smiles.

“Alright lover boy,” Javi says, pulling your arm before hoisting you onto his shoulders. “We gotta go get that tornado, Y/N.”

As Javi turns and walks you to the truck, you see Boone slapping and high fiving Tyler. “You finally did it my man!”

“I can’t believe you finally kissed her,” Lilly adds.

But all Tyler can do is beam at you.

He was definitely hot.

A/N: I felt like this was so short 😭 but I think I closed this out as much as I could. I have more Tyler x Reader fics coming (maybe I’ll keep the same couple? Let me know!!) Anyway, thank you for reading!! Check out my Masterlist for more! Also please feel free to leave me requests, my brain is slowly losing ideas 😂

Previous parts: PART 1, PART 2, PART 3

[marvelobsessed134]

R's athletic GF g!p!Kate has been trying to get her already sizable cock even bigger. One day, R hears Kate getting all hype and excited and goes to see what the deal is, and she finds that Kate succeeded.

Then sex. :P

Size difference

I’ve missed writing for Kate so thank you for requesting this. Also my first time writing responsible protected sex??? 😨

Pairings: Athletic!Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, Kate has a dick, dom!kate, mentions of pills (idk if that’s really a warning I’m just putting it here), slight size kink

Ever since Kate found these supplements on TikTok shop-she’s become a TikTok shop victim-she has not shut up about them. Until they finally arrived. They were supposed to increase her dick size even though she already had a sizable cock anyways. It made you both nervous and turned on if they actually worked because how would she fit inside you?

One day you came home from a doctors appointment when you heard Kate shout in triumph from upstairs. So you went to investigate. You walked in your shared bedroom assuming she’d won a game of Modern Warfare or something but instead she was naked looking at herself in the mirror. More so her cock. Your eyes widened at its size. She was about 10 inches now. The raven haired girl smirked when she noticed you staring.

“Hey, baby.” She said and you were still in shock.

“Y-you- it worked.” Was all you could say. The archer had a cocky look on her face, especially when she noticed you not so subtly rubbing your thighs together. “Yeah, and honestly I’m surprised. I was a little skeptical about them but I’m glad it worked out.”

“M-me too…”

“Why don’t you come test drive it?” She asked with a cheeky grin.

Moments later you found yourself on your knees in only your lacy underwear looking up and Kate. She put her cock to the side of your face for comparison, “I don’t know how this is gonna fit in your pretty little mouth.”

“Please, Kate. I can take it.” You pleaded, wanting nothing more than to suck on her “new and improved” cock.

“Awww, you want this dick? Okay, I guess I’ll give it to you.” She positioned her cock against your lips and your opened your mouth, allowing her to slide inside. Your eyes almost popped out of your head with how large she was but you began to bob your head and jerk off whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

The raven haired girl gripped your hair as you worked your magic. “Holy fuck, your mouth is even tighter now. Gripping me like a vice.” Kate moaned.

One of your hands reached down into your panties, rubbing your clit making your girlfriend smirk, “You gonna touch yourself while you suck me off, baby? That’s okay just don’t cum because I need you to cum on this big cock okay?” You nodded as you moaned, rubbing your clit in tight circles while feeling her shaft down your throat.

Suddenly she pulled out of you and your hand retracted outside your panties knowing what was gonna come next. She stroked your cheek, “Why don’t you get on the bed? I know that little pussy is dying to be fucked.” You eagerly got up and ripped your underwear off before getting on all fours on the bed.

You heard the sound of a wrapper tear before she was behind you in an instant, teasing your dripping slit with her tip before pushing in slowly, making sure you had time to adjust. “Ohhh fuck! You’re so fucking small!” She cried out in pleasure.

“Mmm Kate, please fuck me. Need it so bad.” You cried.

“Okay, baby. If it gets too much let me know.” She gripped your hips for leverage before thrusting into you at a medium speed. Soon enough the only sounds in the room were moans and skin slapping against skin.

“Such a good girl. Taking my cock so fucking good.” Kate growled, speeding up her movements. Hee finger snuck underneath you to your clit, rubbing it just how you were rubbing yourself earlier.

“Ohhh Kate!” You moaned.

“That’s right baby, scream my name. Let the whole building know who’s fucking you so good.” The archer continued her hard thrusts, abusing your clit in the process. It didn’t take long before you saw stars, and Kate knew you were close.

“Cum for me. Give it to me, baby.” Your girlfriend commanded and your vision went white for a second as you came harder than you ever had in your entire life. Kate finished not long after, filling the condom full of her seed.

The two of your stayed still for a moment catching breaths before she pulled out to dispose of the condom. She came back to you laying flat on your back with a blissed out expression. She crawls over you and presses a sweet kiss to your lips before saying, “Let me know when you’re ready for round two.”

[rosenclaws]

HIII you don’t know how happy i am to have stumbled on your treasure chest of an account 😭 the way you portray characters is exactly how i’ve imagined them!!! especially leopold ♥️ i’m so glad there’s an active writer for him who writes so beautifully!!

i was hoping to request a fluff fic for leopold where reader teaches kids (5-7 yrs old) and leo visits reader at their workplace. the kids do know of readers few/past boyfriends and they weren’t too fond of any of them, but they really really love leo 🫂 reader does like leo but is unaware the feelings are mutual, so the kids help leo out in trying to win their heart ♥️ (and maybe work in the element of daisies? they’re reader’s/my fave flower lolol)

she/her pronouns are good but you can also do gn! thank ü sm ⭐️ hope you’re having a great day!!!

a/n: Truth be told I've been neglecting Leopold. I've written so much Logan and I love Logan but Leopold is who truly captured my heart. I'm a little rusty but I hope you like it!! Also DAMN HES SO HANDSOME ITS CRIMINAL

Of all the days to be running late today was possibly the worst. You completely forgot about a very important meeting and you could not be late for it. You were scrambling around your apartment when someone knocks at the door.

Not the time.

As you grab your bag you throw open the door to see Leopold standing there. A smile on his face as he greets you good morning. Though he quickly notices your rushed and panicked face.

“Are you ready for coffee?”

“Hi Leo, I’m so sorry I forgot I have this meeting and I’m already late and-“ Leopold places his hands on your arms, getting you to stop moving. You feel a warmth spread through your body from his touch.

“It’s alright darling, we can go another time.” He flashes that perfect smile and for a second you hesitate to move. But you really can’t be late.

“Thank you, you can hang out here if you want. Bye Leo.” You rush past him and he just smiles. He thinks you’re adorable when you’re flustered like that.

Truth be told Leopold doesn’t like coffee. He finds it bitter and gross and nothing compared to the wonders of tea. But when he met you and you had asked him to coffee. He just couldn’t say no.

You were one of Kate’s friends from college and ever since that day he had become entranced by you. So he sat through sipping coffee if it meant he got to speak to you. He notices a bag sitting on your counter. Furrowing his brows he takes it and looks inside. It’s your lunch. He frowns when he sees the processed food and quite unhealthy snacks inside. He knows you’re busy but he’s talked to you about this. You’re a very busy women and he worries about your habits and health. He tosses the bag in the fridge and heads out. Determined to make sure you get your lunch.

”Alright class! Finish up your drawings so we can have story time!” You announce to your students who were very deep into their artworks. There was paint all over your smock and glitter everywhere. Your stomach growls and you groan as you sit down at your desk. You forgot your lunch this morning and you were absolutely starving.

“Miss! I’m finished!” Penny, one of your students, calls. She holds up her artwork with a big toothy grin.

“Beautiful Pen!” You get up and bend down near her desk.

“Why don’t you sign it and we can put it in the back to let it dry.” She nods and messily writes her name in the corner.

There's a loud knock at the door and suddenly one of the admin appears in the doorway. You walk over and see a smirk on her face.

“You have a visitor, a very handsome one.” She whispers that last part as you look over her shoulder and see Leopold.

She leaves and Leopold smiles, you lead him into your class which catches the attention of all your students. He probably looked a little odd all dressed up in his old clothing.

“Leo? What are you doing here?”

“You forgot your lunch.” He hands you a few containers. This was not the lunch you had packed yourself.

“I’ve warned you of the dangers of processed food,” He says with a raised eyebrow.

“I know, I just don’t have a lot of time.” You sigh.

“I am aware, so I made you lunch.” Your heart flutters as you look inside. All the food looks amazing, especially the cookies he knows you love.

"Thank you Leo."

"I've noticed more often than not you don't prepare yourself adequate food," You look down, a little embarrassed at being called out.

"So, I decided I'm going to start making you lunch."

"Oh no you don't have to do that-" You start but he cuts you off. A very determined look on his face.

"I insist, please." The very idea makes your heart burst but its too kind of an offer. But its a really good one.

"Okay fine. But I buy the groceries and only until I can start making them for myself again." He smiles and accepts your conditions.

"I must go, but I will see you tomorrow." He bows his head and leaves your classroom.

He throws you a wink right before he leaves and your heart skips. You feel a tug at your pants and you look down to see one of your students Avery.

"Miss, is he a real prince?" She looks up at him with wide eyes. Avery had been in her princess mood and you can't blame her for thinking Leopold had popped right out of a storybook.

"Uh, no sweetie. He's just a friend of mine."

"But he looks just like a prince! If you marry him you could be a princess and we'd have a princess teacher!" She exclaims.

The class starts to agree with her and you try and calm them down. Thankfully their attention shifts when you pull out a book for story time. You were just thankful they forgot about it, or you thought they had.

Visits from Leopold had become a class staple. He'd show up every day to bring you lunch. When you asked why he didn't just give it to you in the morning he told you that this was much more eventful. The kids became obsessed with him and Leopold fed into their curiosity and imagination with ease.

Eventually you just told the school he was a volunteer so he could stick around more. He became your classes favorite story teller. At first he'd read a book or two but he grew bored of those stories and would retell his favorite stories and plays from his childhood, getting the children to act them out with him. He some how got a room of 6 year old's to give him their undivided attention. That isn't and easy feat.

"Leopold! Can you read this one?" Avery hands him one of her fairytale books.

He's sitting on the ground with the kids all around him. His previous prince like clothing was gone and instead he was dressed more modern. You had to admit you missed the flashy and fancy clothes.

Not that he didn't look good in modern clothing, he looks good in everything. You had a feeling though that Avery and the rest of the class had something up their sleeves. They were far too giggly and had mischievous looks on their faces.

"Of course love. A love story? I do find myself reading these from time to time." As he starts the story he offers someone to come play the prince but no one budges.

"We want you to play him!" Avery says with a giggle. Leopold raises an eyebrow but agrees.

"Alright, now the prince needs to have a princess doesn't he?"

"Miss should be the princess!" One of your other students pipes up.

"Me? I don't know guys I'm not really the best actress." You say but they don't care.

You're half dragged out of your chair and to the front of the room. You sit next to Leo and flash him an apologetic smile. From out of nowhere two kids bring the two of you flower crowns. They must have made them at recesses. It's a little small and Leopold's barely fits on his head but it was cute.

"You know instead of a story we should have a wedding!" Penny pipes up.

"A Wedding? Guys where is this coming from?" You say with a laugh, trying to hide your nerves.

"My mommy said a wedding is what two people who really like each other have!" The kids murmur in agreement and you sigh.

"It's alright darling, why not entertain them for today?" Leopold whispers in your ear.

He seems more than okay with being thrust into a kid planned fake wedding. It was quite amusing watching your students try and figure out what they were supposed to do.

They had cut up some paper and used them as flower petals, which they were going to have to clean up before lunch you noted. It was adorable listening to them talk though, as you sat next to Leo you found yourself unable to hold back your smiles.

"You may now kiss the bride!" Your eyes widen as you shake your head.

"Okay that's enough torturing our friend, its clean up time now." You say, putting a stop before things could go too far.

Not that you didn't want to kiss Leopold, but you didn't want him to feel forced to kiss you because your students put on a fake wedding.

"Awww," A chorus of kids groaned as you sent them back to the desk. Though once the lunch bell rings they all seem to forget their sadness.

"Sorry for all of that, I don't know what got into them." You say as you sit at your desk. Leopold had pulled up a chair right next to you. Your lunch being shared between the two of you.

"It's alright, I enjoyed the wedding." He hums as he picks a daisy from his hair. He twirls it around in his fingers before handing it to you.

"For you, my beautiful bride." You bite your lip as you take the flower from his hand, your skin brushing up against each other.

"Thank you my husband." You stick it behind your ear. Leopold stares lovingly into your eyes and you feel yourself sink under his gaze. It's just so intense, his pretty hazel eyes just make you swoon.

"You know, I would not have been upset if we kissed, for the integrity of the story." He whispers, his hand coming to cup your chin.

"Yeah?" You ask breathlessly as the space between the two of you becomes smaller and smaller.

Could this really be happening? Oh god you hope it was. Your eyes flutter closed as he kisses you. His hand is gentle as his kiss deepens. His lips are soft and he tastes like, like everything fucking perfect.

"I've been trying to court you for some time my love." Leopold confesses as you pull apart.

"Normally I would have given you a letter but, Charlie had told me the sentiment was outdated." You giggle at the thought of a handwritten letter from him declaring his love for you, a very romantic idea you must admit.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice. If I had known, we could have done this a lot sooner."

"That's alright darling, because now we have all the time in the world." Well all the time until 12:30 when the bell rang. For now though, you had him all to yourself.

[fawningflowered]

kate martin x girlfriend reader

girlfriend!kate who — returns home from practice with a bag of takeout, from a place you once mentioned wanting to try.

girlfriend!kate who — loves baking or making simple dinner recipes with you. quality time is one of the ways right to kate’s heart. while baking, kate finds standing behind you with her arms around your waist, as you mix the batter, to be comforting.

girlfriend!kate who — is heavy on never going to bed angry. this girl requires cuddles in order to fall asleep. and she definitely isn’t one to cuddle while upset. the two of you would sit down at the table, staring at eachother with wide eyes. it didn’t matter if it was resolved tonight, it just doesn’t sit right with kate if she’s upset.

girlfriend!kate who — at any given moment will kneel down to tie your shoelaces, or to remove your heels after you had gone with her to an event.

girlfriend!kate who —drives you everywhere. it’s as if you had your own personal chauffeur. and atm too, at any given moment she’d hand over her card. you were the mother of her future children, so why wouldn’t she?

girlfriend!kate who — runs a bath for you after work, even if you tell her that she doesn’t have to. she makes sure the water is a good temperature, and leaves a glass of your favorite wine on the counter in the bathroom.

girlfriend!kate who — wakes you up with kisses every morning, forehead, neck, shoulder practically all over. she stands behind you while you get ready, her hands wrapped around your waist, and head nuzzled into the crook of your neck. she 100% loves physical touch. she adores being near you, but loves it even more being able to touch you.

girlfriend!kate who — adores listening to you talk about the book you’re currently reading. she loves that you have hobbies and enjoys hearing how happy they make you. she admires how even after doing it for years, you would still come to every game, and as many practices as you were allowed.

girlfriend!kate who — doesn’t hesitate to lay her full body weight onto you, knowing you don’t mind. all the blonde could think about all day was being close to you, her favorite girl.

girlfriend!kate who — secretly enjoys watching the reality tv shows you watch. she definitely draws the line at true crime shows, no matter how much you like them. they give the poor girl nightmares.

girlfriend!kate who — has definitely cried in your arms over her sport before, you felt so helpless in that moment. you only wanted to remove the hurt from her body. you knew the injury was temporary, it could be fixed by taking it easy and icing it, but it didn’t feel that way to kate. so you’d stay up late with her as she told you all about it, the heartbreak in her voice almost making you cry.

divs are by @/anitalenia , feedback encouraged , kind of short but i needed to put something out. taglist; @bveckers