#omnisapphic

[cissyenthusiast010155]

B!tch in Heat~Elle Greenaway xFem Reader

Elle Greenaway fic... Pre-Fisher King. A kind of enemies to lovers for Elle and a BAU team member reader. 

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, degrading kink, praise kink, lots of curses, sex, riding, doggy style, more implied sex, implied oral, sex toys, power struggle, top/bottom power play, possibly triggering criminal activity from case (mutilation, kidnapping, killing, etc.), just lots of kink and smut

about 2k words

Enjoy (;

You had been on the team for around 6 months when you meet Elle Greenaway. She was flirtatious, feisty, and not to be messed with. She quickly joined the team, which meant you had to get used to her sometimes annoying nature. She jived well with Morgan, and you just came to the overall conclusion that she wasn’t for you. She just wasn’t you cup of tea. And that was fine. She was your coworker. Nothing else.

Like any other day, you and your team had a case. You were dragged out to north east this time and it was a hard one. By the end of the day, everyone was exhausted and ready for the hotel. Just as exhausted as the rest of the team, you went to Hotch to get your room key. “We’re doubling up tonight, Y/N your with Elle”. You we’re so tired you couldn’t believe it for a second. Seriously?! Her?! You just sighed, took the key card, and accepted your fate.

You got to the room, and Elle was already somewhat unpacked, had claimed a bed thank god there were two, and was now showering in the bathroom. You went over to the unclaimed bed and began to take out your bathroom bag and your sleepwear. Elle exited the bathroom a few minutes later, her hair wet and in a towel. She was wearing a tank with sweats. “Bathroom’s yours” was all she said. You rolled your eyes a bit, but decided you were tired and just wanted to go to bed. You did your nighttime tidings, changed into your baggy shirt and sleeping boxers, and made your way straight into your bed. No words were spoken. You just went to bed. And in the morning it was similar. Few words spoken, lots of silence as you both got ready. 

You meet the team in the lobby and had a feeling that Elle’s eyes were constantly on you, or at least side eyeing you. Again, you decided it wasn't worth it. You were better than that. You didn’t want or need a cat fight with a bitch. Woah... Some strong words for your co-worker... But it was true. Elle could be a real bitch sometimes, Sometimes?? No, it was all the time. Anyway, the day went by in similar frustration to the last, not much to work with. It was getting to the whole team who were all slowly wanting to go home more and more. You wanted to spend the least amount of time with that bitch, Elle Greenaway as possible. But you were forced stayed another night. And the night had the same uncomfortable, tension filled silence. You needed to do something to get your mind off of her, god damnit.

So, you pulled out the case files to partially distract yourself, but also because the case was bothering you in how stuck your team was. This apparently was disturbing to Elle’s beauty sleep because for the first time today, she spoke, “What are you doing?” she snarked, “I’m trying to get some sleep”. You had had enough so you bit back, “And I’m trying to solve the case of girls being mutilated in pairs, which we all seem to stumped on! So if you don’t mind!?” “I do indeed mind!” she snapped back, “We can’t solve this case if were not getting any fucking sleep!” By now, Elle was out of her bed and on the edge of mine partially yelling but containing it with the strain of her jaw. “What is your problem?!” you snapped back, standing up in between her and your bed’s edge, “What is your problem with me?!” “I don’t have a fucking problem with you!” she snarked back. You had had it. “Yes you do, stop fucking lying!” She took a step back, shaking her head, “Fuck you.” she sneered.

And that’s when it clicked for you. “Is that what you want from me?” your tone turning less angry and more tauntingly playful. Elle said nothing. You stepped closer to her, farther from the bed, “Is that what you want? To fuck? No more than that... do you want be fucked?” you tauntingly purred. Elle said nothing. Instead, she crashed her lips into yours. “Fuck you...” she murmured as your tongues fought for dominance. “Hmmmm... You’d like that wouldn’t you...” you breathlessly purred. You ended up winning and tongue fucking her out a few moans and whimpers, but then she pushed you onto your bed. She crawled on top of you and arrogantly whispered while pinning you to the bed, “No. I’m gonna fuck you. I’m gonna fuck you hard. So hard that you won’t be able to walk properly tomorrow.” Damn was she seductive and sexy on top, but this was not how the night was gonna go. So, you slyly and expertly flipped your positions, pinning Elle in an even more tight hold. and you just looked at her, squirming to get back on top “Nice try.” was all you said, in your best seductive and dominant voice. She continued to struggle and fight, you just darkly chuckled and watched her, eyes filling with lust. “The more you fight it, the more you won’t remember your name in the morning...” you threatened in a whisper into her ear, “You think you threatened me by not be able to walk tomorrow?” you darkly chuckled again, “Love, the things I could do to you..” You went even closer to her pinned face and whispered a string of filthy actions and punishments and Elle froze up for a second and whimpered. You could still see dominance and fight in her eyes; however, it was slowly being replaced by desperate, needy lust. “Now... Be a good girl and stay. Stay. You understand?” you sternly said. She hesitantly nodded. “Words bitch.” you spat, “No one likes a brat.” She swallowed down her pride and simply said “yes”. 

You smirked as you released your body pressure from her and went up to grab your bag and go into he bathroom. You pulled your double edged strap out and pulled your shorts over it for some hidden aspect (although that thing was so massive, nothing could really hide it...). You cam out of the bathroom with Elle still on the bed, waiting for you. “Look at my good girl. See, you CAN listen and be good” you cooed. She just smirked. You climbed on top of her and kissed her hard. You tongue fucked her for a solid minute or so until you both needed to catch your breaths. You continued with a sultry, lustful tone, “Tell me what you want, bunny.” Elle looked at you desperately and almost mischievously, she suddenly ground herself against your packing heat, causing a moan to slip out of you from the dick bottoming you out. “Double sided, eh?” she smirked and whispered into your ear, “I want all our clothes off right now, bunny.” You should have called her out on the sarcasm, but you were in too much of a lustful state. And so was she. You both basically tore each others clothes off. “Please..” Elle whined desperately. “Well since you asked so nicely” you tauntingly purred. As you began to slide into her deliciously, wet pussy, Elle strategically flipped you around. Now you were in a position where Elle could ride the fuck out of your brains. This was dangerous. Too dangerous. Be rolled her hips against your body, and an unholy moan tore through your body. “I don’t want you to as nicely” she degradingly snarled, “I want you to beg like a slut. Beg me to ride your fucking brains out”. At this she started actively grinding and riding the strap, causing a string of curses and moans to leave your mouth, “God please don’t stop” you mewled. “That’s right, I’m your God.” she spitefully spat, as she picked up her pace. Now you were both moaning and mewling messes about to cum, but she was on top. She was dominating you. And you were letting it happening. And she loved it. You both came seeing stars, legs trembling, you moaning her name. “That’s right, whore, you belong to me.” she lustfully sneered, coming down from her high. 

This was when you took your opportunity. You flipped her onto your stomach and pulled her legs up to your where you were there, kneeling and meeting her ass. You grabbed her arms with you left hand and pulled her close to you, “Such a bad girl. You don’t get to call me those things when your the one like a bitch in heat. So that’s what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna fuck you like a bitch in heat. I’m gonna fuck you doggy style until your legs go numb and your squirting and cumming like its no ones business but mine” you threatingly taunted. Before Elle could respond you rutted into her and she moaned loudly, one you could tell was out of pain and pleasure. You used your hold on her arms to thrust into even harder and deeper. And God it felt good on your end too. But that wasn’t the point. Elle’s legs had started to really tremble, and you could tell she was on the edge. “You wanna cum bitch?” you sneered. Her response was a mix of a mewl, moan, and nod. You pulled her closer to you, achieving a whole other angle and making Elle scream in pleasure. “Then beg, bitch” you lustfully sneered. As you thrusted into her with no mercy, and you about to cum on your own as well, she managed some words together, “Please fuck, let me cum. I’m yours all night if you just let me cum this once. God please, you win.” “Good girl” you gladly purred, “Your mine. Go ahead, cum on my dick”. Elle came first, screaming your name, and you right after her. She sat there and was about to get her clothes on when you grabbed her, “What, did you think we were done? No, you belong to me now pet, on your knees.” 

The next morning you went down to the lobby to meet the team. You could see the stagar in Elle’s walk. No more spiteful from side eyes from her, you thought with a smirk was you sipped your coffee which you desperately needed as you had slept almost no wink last night. Thankfully your team solved the case and that meant you were all in the jet on the way back in no time. You decided you needed to catch up on some of your sleep and were gonna take a nap, but before you were able to close your eyes, you noticed Reid collecting money from a not very happy Morgan. You quickly piped up, “Hey, what’s the money about?” Reid blushed and Morgan miffed answered, “We had a bet about you and Elle and I lost”. Reid smirked and Morgan just side eyed him for a second and said, “I can’t believe you were right!” Now you were confused... But Elle butted in before you, “Wait what?! What bet? And who was involved?” Basically the whole bus snickered as everyone but Gideon raised their hands slightly. Now you interjected, “Ok creeps, What was the bet??” pointing to everyone in a circular motion on the jet. Morgan side shouldered Reid, “You wanna tell them kid or should I?” Reid just blushed, and JJ interupted, “We... we bet on who we thought would top each other out of the two of you” she said in her hesitant, sweet tone. Reid’s actions suddenly made sense. He had bet you would top Elle, and he had been right. But Elle interjected your thoughts, “Who bet on who?? And who do you think won??” Now it was Aaron’s turn, “Oh come on Elle, your walk, bruises, and hoarse throat this morning spoke miles.” Elle was speechless. Morgan piped up, “I bet on Elle, so did Garcia and JJ. Hotch and Reid bet Y/N. Gideon didn’t bet.” Elle just sat there with her mouth agape. You just chuckled and went over to her and purred quietly enough for only her to hear, “What’s the matter, bitch? Cat got your tongue..?”. She turned beet red which made you try and stifle your laugh by biting your lip. With that Morgan chuckled, “I can’t believe I was wrong... I’m never usually wrong with this stuff...” You just chuckled to yourself, when Reid meekly said, “Well just because someone would top you, doesn’t mean they would top everybody.” At that you and the team couldn’t contain their laughter, as Morgan sat there just speechless. 

[redacted-coiner]

*saunters in offering more flags for pixels if you're up for it still* 🤲🤲🤲 (separating them into two asks though lol)

https://www.tumblr.com/shk0lstun-flagz/733667865932201984/omni-juvelic-flags?source=share

I’m adding the other ones you put on your other request!

Omni-Juvelic, Omni-Sapphic, Omni-Romeric (link)

Cruel Aro, Omni-Julietian, Heartless Aro

ArofluxAce, Sapphboy, AcefluxAro (link)

DNI is listed within my pinned post. Please go read it before interacting with any part of my content. Ask to tag!

[neopronouns]

image id: three circular icons with the omnisapphic, hyperromantic, and genderfae/genderdoe flags in the background. they each have an image of bobby the bob-omb from 'paper mario: the origami king' over them, and those images have a black shadow behind them. end id.

banner id: a 1500x150 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting’ in large white text in the center. end id.

omnisapphic hyperromantic genderdoe bobby the bob-omb icons for @hpdashfur!

tags: @radiomogai, @mogai-icon-archive | dni link

[dragonpride17]

Can you update the lesbian flag in the omnilesbian flag?

https://www.tumblr.com/beyond-mogai-pride-flags/177960001480/omnilesbian-pride-flag?source=share

And make an omnisapphic flag?

Try using sappho lesbian as well

[ID: 4 images of the genderfluid flag, each with a large X-shaped overlay of a different flag. In order, the overlays are the sapphic flag, the 7-striped sunset lesbian flag, the sappho lesbian flag, and the 5-striped sunset lesbian flag. /end ID]

omnisapphic flag and several alternate omnilesbian flags!

(omnisapphic - genderfluid, with one's attraction to other genders changing with one's gender so that the individual is always sapphic/wlw)

[rrcenic]

who’s your dysfunctional role model ill go first

my cousin, who sends me pictures of actresses she likes along with “IM SO GAY” and “MOMMY???”

[chandlerkisser69]

GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS! WELCOME TO MY SIDE BLOG!!

I’m Renee/Ronnie!

Genderfluid (it/they/she/he) + omnisapphic + Filipino!

80s kid born on Jan. 26th of the year 07’☝️😋

Big ole’ selfshipper!!!! (Most of you may know me as THE Kranken kisser on twt)

Here’s my carrd if you must (more stuff abt me there!!)

My main blog is @therenee-ening where I post TWF and other stuff!

This blog is mainly abt Heathers (movie & musical) and other musicals!

MY INSERT!!

My Heathers self-insert is Serenade “Sera” Floreza (there will be art at some point and probably a whole post abt her)

A big ole Heather Chandler and Veronica Sawyer selfshipper

Literally 3 aus for my selfships… Chandlereza, Seronica, Chandlerezonica (i love polyships…)

Tag List

#ReneeArt: art in general

#ReneeRantSesh: literally any rant i have

#ReneeAsks: all asks/reqs

RANDOM BLINKIES I MADE FOR MYSELF BC I LOVE THEM (will be adding more every once in a while for fun)

[warrior-cat-pride]

Could you please do Firestar with the boyspike, achillean, and system pride flags?

Oh and Tigerstar/Tigerclaw with the transfemmasc, omnisapphic and npd flags?

Thanks :3

[genderstarbucks]

Omnisapphic flag? Based on omnilesbian

Omniachillean + Omnisapphic!!

Omniachillean - a term for when one is genderfluid, with their attraction to other genders changing with their gender so that the individual is always achillean

Omnisapphic - a term for when one is genderfluid, with their attraction to other genders changing with their gender so that the individual is always sapphic

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Number 18 and 50 with a female character of your choosing? Bonus if one of them cries and there's aftercare.

Heyyy anon!! Thanks for the request, I always love getting them! Ooooh, I’d love to do this… 😏 Ok, here’s a w/w fic with those prompts plus crying and aftercare (:

Too Far? ~Principal Larissa Weems xFem teacher!reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, spanking, overstimulation, fingering, pining, smut, degrading kink, pet names, etc.

Mommy…Master List

Prompt-List

#18. “Count.”

#50. “Bend over.”

1.1 k words

Enjoy (;

You had started teaching at Nevermore Academy just this year. And one woman immediately caught your eye the second you saw her: Larissa Weems. You fell for her more and more over the school year. But she didn’t seem to show any signs of reciprocative feelings... So you decided to become more bold and obvious about your feelings.

You flirted with Larissa more. You spent as much time with her as you could, making up assignments and “asking for her help”. But nothing seemed to work. Her mind seemed far off in the distance on something else...

This past week, you’d started to dress more provocatively for her. Day by day, your outfits got slowly less modest... It was Friday and you decided to wear quite a short skirt and a thin white long shirt, where you could clearly see your bra patterns through it. 

It was Friday afternoon when Larissa called you into her office.

You entered the room, “You asked to see me, Principal Weems?” you said, hoping to god she had finally noticed you enough to distract her from whatever was on her mind.

“Yes, have a seat.” Larissa curtly said, while she flipped through some paperwork on her desk. She barely even looked up to you...

You sat down with her desk in between you and her. Finally, Larissa looked up from her paperwork. She sighed. 

“Look love, we need to talk about your recent clothing choices...” she said while clearly eyeing what you had on today.

But you were too busy blushing from her calling you love, to notice her linger on your choice of clothing or by any means answer her.

Larissa continued, “It’s unprofessional. If your trying to get someone’s attention, then I suggest you go about it in a different way.”

Now, you definitely noticed her linger on evident dip indent of your bra, you responded, “But what if a different way hasn’t worked? What if is the only thing that has gotten their attention?” 

Larissa took a moment to contemplate what you had said or were implying, before she bluntly answered, “That is still no reason to break a rule. Rules are meant to be followed, and you can’t just go around breaking them and expect no backlash or consequences.”

At that, you not only blushed but also inherently rubbed your legs together at the thought of a punishment. God, you needed to get your thoughts together...

“Do we understand each other?” Larissa sternly asked.

You tried to say yes but what came out of your mouth was a combination of a hum and a whimper, which you immediately went to correct into a “Yes.”. But she had heard you.

You looked at Larissa, your face red from embaressment, and you saw something click in Larissa’s mind. Her eyes shifted in their tone as she continued, “Do you need to be taught a lesson for this offence, or will you be good?” she tautingly said.

You were halfway breathless as you whimpered, “A lesson, ma’am.” 

Larissa smirked. Her eyes had now been flooded with a completely different shade than before. One you had never seen before. 

“Get up.” she commaded you, and you followed her request almost immdiately.

“See... you CAN follow instructions...” Larissa tauntingly purred, “Come around the desk so I can fully see you.”

You walked around the desk to meet her on the side, not being to say anything. Larissa’s pupils dialated as she took in your outfit properly. 

“My my, I think that’s the worst one yet, love...” Larissa taunted.

You blushed at the nickname again, your head was already so foggy and your cunt was already so slick, you couldn’t properly focus.

Larissa’s face suddenly changed again. But this time it became stern and commading.

“Bend over.” she demanded, indicating on her lap.

This shook you out of your mind fog. “What..?” you stuttered out.

“I won’t repeat myself, slut. You need to be taught a lesson. Isn’t that what you want?” Larissa tautingly purred.

You gulped and went to bend over on her lap.

Larissa chuckled. She easily lifted up your tiny skirt to see your soaked panties.

“My my... Is my little slut so worked up for me?” she purred. Your response was a whimper in need. 

Larissa then proceeded to unexpectedly smack your ass with the back of her hand, causing you to yelp in pain. 

“When I ask a question, slut, you answer it.” she fumed. 

You whimpered in desperation, “Yes ma’am.”

She then ripped your panties off. And proceeded to say one thing, “Count.”

You were so fucked...

Her hand then landed on your behind again, causing a painful yet delicious stinging as you whimpered, “One..”

She kept going in a ruthless fashion, making you yelp, mewl, moan, and most importantly, count.

By fifteen, you were a needy mess with a rosy red ass sticking up in pain as well as desperation for more. 

“Has my little slut learned her lesson?” Larissa purred with a smirk and delight.

You immediately started begging, “Yes, fuck please. Please ma’am...”, your eyes had started watering a few counts ago, leaving tear stains on your face.

You thought you were done, but Larissa caught you off guard once more, as she snaked her hand in between your thighs. 

“Good girl...” she purred, as she started to pump a finger inside your treacherously wet cunt. Moan after moan flowed out from your mouth. Insanely quickly, Larissa had brought you right to your needy, desperate edge. 

“Cum on my fingers, my little slut.” Larissa purred.

And you came. Your legs clenched and trembled as a massive waved of pent of pleasure released itself through you. 

Afterwards, your entire body was weak and sensitive from the intensity of the orgasm Larissa had just given you. Your tears started to well up again from the overwhelming nature of that massive climax.

Larissa’s face screwed up in concern, “Oh love, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to push you too far...” She turned you around and took you into her embrace, whispering a good amount of “I’m sorry’s”. She cradled you for a while.

At one point, you looked up at her with still glossy eyes. Larissa’s face was washed with nothing but concern and care. 

This time, you caught off guard, as you kissed her. It wasn’t lustful or needy. It was a kiss of healing and care. The kiss left Larissa cradling you, and both of you smiling contently at each other.

[queenb-tch]

! MUST READ !

﹒୨୧‿︵‿﹙♡﹚‿︵‿୨୧ .

# Gen Info

♡Name: Miyako ( みやこ)

♡Nicks

- (Open 2 Use): Yako, Miya, Ko

- (Off Limits): Any cultural (especially JP) honorifics

♡Age: 18yo

♡Gender/Pronouns: Female; It/she

♡Sexual/Romanticality: Asexual spectrum, Omnisapphic

♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡

# Disposition

♥︎Likes: MILGRAM, Bungo Stray Dogs, Higurashi, Scott Pilgrim, Doki Doki Literature Club, BTS, Mushrooms, Writing, Reading, Literature, Theater

♥︎Dis: Hetalia, Country Humans, MHA, South Park, Toxic fans or antis of anything, mischaracterization

♥︎Fun Fact(s): I am Japanese, German, and Lithuanian ethnically. I am physically and mentally disabled (I will not be sharing my conditions).

♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡

# Comfort/Boundaries

♡Nick/Petnames: Nicknames are a yes, petnames are a no

♡Flirting: No, I am taken

♡Teasing: Yes, but only lightheartedly (you can add /lh to your message/comment if you're unsure of if it'll be taken right)

♡Compliments: Yes, but only platonically (same as above but instead of /lh, add /p)

♡Mutual Reqs: Ask first (This also goes for asking for other socials)

♡DMs: Not unless close

♡Vent/Rant: Not unless close

♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡.♥︎.♡

# Misc/Extra

♥︎Partner(s): Taken! (Vanny <3)

♥︎Extra: My page does include many of my opinions and character analyses, if you don't agree please don't start an argument on my page. ^^

[neopronouns]

omnisapphic hyperromantic genderdoe bobby the bob-omb from paper mario the origami king? ty :]

queued!

[lyteandronix]

Kicking off a major role from this heavy, non metallic liquid with a reddish-brown color. This is bromine! You can find her in sea water, especially the Dead Sea, as salt water contains bromine. What else is there to say about this element? Oh yeah, she stinks!

Gemfo

Location: Right hand

Alignment: crystal gem

Superpowers: Vapor generation and temporal duplication

Weapons: Dagger and glass ampules

Pronouns: She/they

Voice: Laura Maasland

Minor details

Favorite holiday is Valentine’s day

Omnisapphic

Crush on polonium

Suffers from mental age regression

Has adhd

Bodily fluids are corrosive and damage everything around her (including herself)

BFFs with chlorine

Very emotional, but not depressed

Nerd physiotype

Left handed

Can easily get sick to her stomach

Prone to throwing up

Seals anything and anyone she wants in her glass ampules

Tropes

Emotional Regression: Acts abnormally childish and may sometimes burst into tears if harsh words are projected at her

Prone to Tears: Will emit ocular gushers and a bloodcurdling scream-cry if her scent is overly (negatively) critisized

Prone to Vomiting: Gets carsick, airsick, seasick, and even spacesick. Will also throw up if she has too much energy or has a stomachache. Throws up at the drop of a hat;has an infamously weak stomach and will throw up at almost anything

Laugh themselves sick: Finds a lot of things unnecessarily funny. Uncontrollable laughter fits can give her hiccups

Growling gut: gut trouble. Mostly stomachaches or getting queasy

Stomach of Holding: has a pocket dimension in her gut for essential things to carry

[saintl-y]

Hear me out

Penis AND Boobs

But Penis is gross < omnisapphic

[aprileclipsestudios]

My Fictional Crushes (Coming from an Omniromantic Ace with a preference for non-males)

Lena de Spell. I really like her. I am in love with Lena

Amity Blight. Do I need to explain this one? I don’t think so

Willow Park. Willow is sweet, able to stand up for herself, and one of my top 10 fave cartoon characters. I just love her so much1

Piper McLean. I just like her. She is an independent queer woman.

Marella Redek. She has a fiery personality. Underneath her exterior she seems really sweet. (I’ve had this crush since August 2021)

Prince Callum. He’s sweet and loves art. Generally one of the kindest male characters I have ever liked.

Do I have a type? Possibly a bit

[sapphic-boy]

hello lgbt community. is there a term for like. being bi but primarily sapphic/into girls? i already id as omni which i know implies like a preference or just that gender is a factor in attraction but is there like... omnisapphic or something like just a term that means u like all genders but primarily girls

[warrior-cat-pride]

omnisapphic genderdoe sedgecreek

i am projecting onto a high kin rn :]