#preforming exactly how she wants me to

[springrls]

Ughhhhh ever since I woke up from my nap I've been in such a bad mooddddd

[bet-on-me-13]

Dan is Trigon

So! The Teen Titans had been chasing down a Cult lately, and they had finally managed to track down their main bases location.

Unfortunately, they got there just a bit too late and the Summoning Ritual they had been preforming was finished. The Being they had been calling crawled up and out of the Circle drawn in Blood on the floor.

And Raven felt her heart Stop. Because that Being crawling it's way out of the Summoning Circle looked almost exactly like her Father's True Form. But also different.

Where her Father's hair was a White Flame, this one's hair looked like Freshly Fallen Snow. Instead of her Father's Blood Red Skin, this being had Icy Blue Skin. And most strikingly, In place of her Father's Piercing Red Eyes, this being had Lazarus Green Eyes.

But even with all those changes, she could still the similarities in the Bone Structure, the shape of the Jaw, and most importantly the Untold Power radiating off of them.

Before they could react, the Being turned its attention to the Cultists.

"Who Dares Summon, the Ghost King?"

"We do, Out Lord Pariah Dark! We Beseech Thee, take this unclean world and tear it down! Cleanse the World of its Filth!"

"Oh Goddammit, not again." Said the Being, "Look, Pariah hasn't been in Power for Centuries. I, am Phantom. And I don't do the whole 'Destroy all Worlds' thing, you want your own constellation? I'm your guy. Otherwise? Bite it."

"Bu-But my Lord! We summoned you to-"

"Yeah how about no." Said the unimpressed God, "Here, let me send you guys Home. I'll give you guys some riches or something as compensation, but that's it."

And with that, the God snapped its fingers and the cultists disappeared.

"Now, who are you kids?" He turned to them.

Robin stepped forward, "We are the Teen Titans, and originally we came to stop them from Summoning you. Now, I honestly don't know what to do..."

"Oh, you guys are Heroes! That's interesting, I don't come across worlds with Heroes very often." Said the Ghost King, "The last one was the one with those Revengers or whatever they called themselves. The Spider Totem was fun to talk to, and Thor is always..."

As Phantom mumbled to himself, Raven stepped up. "King Phantom, I have a Question. Why do you resemble the true form or Trigon so closely? As his Daughter, I can recognize your similarities easily, and I was curious."

The King stopped dead.

"...daughter?"

"Oh, yes. Trigon is my father, though obviously I haven't talked to him recently." She explained.

"...that asshole." He said, "How could he not tell me I had a NIECE!?"

Wait what?

[nottsbitch]

Under arrest

Summary: Pansy drags the Slytherin boys to your concert

This is based on the Juno part of the short and sweet tour

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Pansy knew exactly how to get her way. Every knew that but it somehow still managed to shock all of her friends.

Like at this current moment, she had gotten herself, Theo, Matteo, and Enzo out of classes all day so she could drag them to a concert she was dying to see. Not only did she get them there but she also managed to sweet talk enough to end up in the front row.

The group of 4 had caught your eye from the start of your show. Immediately knowing that they were gonna be your Juno for the night, but tasking you with the decision of choosing. While the girl in the front seemed to be the only one that was interested in your music you couldn't ignore the three attractive men next to her.

You had just finished your last song and knew that you were in your final seconds to choose, as your dancers came behind you with the fuzzy pink handcuffs.

"Hi everyone!" You spoke into the microphone pausing at the cheers you received in return.

"I wanted to thank everyone for coming... But I have to apologize." The cheers continued knowing what was coming next. "See, I'm not preforming my best tonight, I keep getting distracted."

That's when the sirens started confusing the three boys in the front row even further. Causing them to not notice their faces on the big screen.

"There are just a few very beautiful people in front of me. I'm talking very fine specimens."

Pansy had noticed at this point screaming louder and slapping all of the still-confused boys to get their attention. The sirens continued and you let them have their moment on the screen laughing at the different reactions from the group.

"Who are you guys? Where did you come from? What're your names?"

"PANSY!" She screamed as loud as she could "MATTEO, THEO, AND ENZO!" She yelled just as quickly not letting the guys process what was happening.

"Damn you guys, I'm gonna need more handcuffs." You tried not to laugh as one of your dancers came out passing off three more pairs. "I thought I was gonna be the most attractive person here tonight, but I'm thinking I'm fifth on that list now so fuck!"

The guys were still trying to figure out exactly what was happening and why Pansy looked like she had just won at life.

"Well you guys are under arrest for being too hot, and I don't know what's going on but something is happening in my body and I feel like my skirt is just getting super nervous to be on and it just wants to be off of me." You laughed as your dancers untied your long skirt, it falling off revealing your mini skirt under.

"This song is going out to you guys, call me if you ever want a really cool girlfriend!" You said walking the handcuffs over before starting the song.

"Do you know what just happened?" Enzo asked the two next to him.

"Not at all, but I liked it" Matteo muttered back watching you dance around the stage.

"She is hot isn't she?" Theo said to no one in particular only to be met with nods of agreement.

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Not proofread. This is also the first thing i've written in weeks so...

[atzloverr]

Otherworldly obsession

Incubi Woosan x Witch reader

MINORS DNI!!! This chapter includes explicit content

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You stared dumbfounded at the two men towering above your sitting frame.

You never thought you could actually summon a demon with your spell, and two demons on top of that.

“San, why is she looking at us like that?” the slightly smaller one asked. They were both barely dressed, and from what you had read in your spell book, you assumed they were incubi. Sex demons. The broad shouldered man shook his head in confusion at your puzzled stare.

The smaller one sat down on the floor in front of you, next to your little ring of crystals and potions. “So tell me, little witch,” he started, taking a strand of your hair and twirling it slowly. “Why’d you summon two incubi huh? Don’t act so innocent now.” His smile was captivating. Sinister.

“I didn’t think the spell would actually work I-“ you looked around anxiously. You were new to witchcraft, and had only managed to preform small insignificant spells until now. This was simply something you wanted to try out of sheer curiosity.

The man on the floor in front of you put a finger to your lips. “Well we’re here now aren’t we? Let us do what we do best,” he smirked. The larger man moved forward and suddenly picked you up in the air. You yelped in surprise before he gently put you down on the bed.

“What kind of witch isn’t confident in her own spells, hm?” the dark haired man asked you, looking you up and down. You looked away flustered as his face hovered closer to yours. “I’m new to the craft…,” you admitted. The shorter male placed himself on the bed next to you, resting his head in his hands.

“Oh! How rude of us not to introduce ourselves! I’m Wooyoung, and the man on top of you is San. We’re a package deal, so we only appear to those with stronger wills, whose spells are more powerful,” he explained.

You nodded in understanding. “I’m

Y/n, it’s nice to meet you, however, you don’t have to stay here,” you tried. “I didn’t mean to summon you, and I didn’t think I was capable of such a strong spell.”

San tutted in disagreement. “Sounds like you need to be more confident in your abilities, little witch”, he told you.“Since you did summon us… Don’t you think you owe us?” Wooyoung smiled, looking straight into your eyes. Your gaze dilated between the two in confusion. “I guess?” you answered unsurely. Wooyoung and San shared a look before swiftly changing their positions. In a matter of seconds, San was placed behind you, holding you in place as Wooyoung hovered on top of you.

“There’s one thing I didn’t mention about those who manage to summon us,” Wooyoung started, slowly inching closer to you. He now whispered in your ear. “They’re usually the horniest ones.”

Your eyes widened at the statement, and you felt your cheeks heat up from embarrassment. “It’s okay, Y/n,” San comforted. “We’re not exactly innocent either,” he said with a low voice.

Suddenly, Wooyoung’s hands were all over you, and you felt as if everything happened so quickly. He skillfully unbuttoned your pants and slid them down your legs. His soft hands traced your bare legs as San started kissing your neck.

“Will you let us take care of you, little witch?” San asked in your ear. You nodded without second thought, to caught up in the heated moment to even properly think about the question. The two demons hummed in satisfaction and quickly took off your remaining clothed until you were only in your underwear.

To be honest, you weren’t exactly experienced in bed. You had only had a few partners, who all seemed to only think of their own pleasure. You felt overwhelmed at the sensations San and Wooyoung gave you, as they smothered you in kisses and bites, before you had even properly started the act. You hadn’t been this wet in a long time.

“San, let’s switch,” Wooyoung demanded, and momentarily, San was placed in between your spread legs, and Wooyoung behind you. His hands started unclasping your bra, and a wave of shyness suddenly washed over you. You tried your best to hide your boobs as your bra came loose, but San quickly took your hands in his.

“Don’t be shy now,” he teased as Wooyoung’s hands slowly massaged the soft mounds of flesh. You let out a squeak when his fingers found your erect nipples. Too distracted by the thrilling sensation of Wooyoung’s fingers around your nipples, you missed when San slowly pulled down your underwear.

You were overwhelmed by all the sensations happening at once. San’s mouth leaving kisses up your thighs, Wooyoung leaving hickeys on your neck while his skillful hands toyed with your sensitive nipples. You whined in desperation as San’s mouth only moved closer and closer to your aching sex, but when he finally came really close, he abducted his mouth from your body and spread your legs further apart.

”Wow, look how excited you’ve gotten.” San gathered your slick on his two fingers just to shove them inside his own mouth, letting out a deep moan as he felt your taste. “Hey,” the man behind you urged, and San immediately understood what he meant, as he gathered more of your wetness to share with his friend. Were they friends? You didn’t really know how demons worked.

Wooyoung slowly sucked on San’s fingers, not letting a spill of your juices go to waste. San eventually brought his head between your legs, and kept kissing your inner thighs. “Please,” you begged desperately as San continued his teasing. “Please what?” Wooyoung asked with a smirk. His fingers never left your sore breasts as he pinched and pulled on your nipples. You whimpered at the question. “Where do you want me, little witch?” San asked between kisses and sucks.

Wooyoung silently moved your hand to San’s head, asking you to guide him. You pushed your hips closer to San’s face, and gently pushed down his head. “There you go,” Wooyoung whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Your back arched when you finally felt San’s mouth on you, his long tongue hitting all the right spots. You could feel something hard pressing against your back as you melted into Wooyoung’s back. Your head was snapped to the side by two fingers, and in a moment your lips met Wooyoung’s in a lustful kiss. You moaned into his mouth as San’s skillful tongue found your aching clit. He held your legs open with his strong arms, making sure you stayed right where you were.

You felt your orgasm inching closer for every second, and felt ashamed to be close so quickly. Your hands desperately found their way to San’s hair, pulling slightly as he quickly lapped over your sensitive spot. Wooyoung’s lips left yours and found your ears, kissing and breathing heavily into them. “I know you’re close, don’t fight it,” he whispered. That’s when you finally let go, letting the orgasm wash over you with bliss. You moaned in pleasure as San continued his fast licking, overstimulating you slightly.

“What a good little witch you are,” Wooyoung praised, giggling at your exhausted state. San’s lustful gaze met yours for a second before you looked away in embarrassment. His eyes were glazed over in bliss, almost giving him a drunk expression. He slowly moved away from your thighs, getting closer to the man behind you.

“Wooyoung,” San almost whined. As if needing no more words to understand what San meant, the two demons met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues entangled, and their lips glistened with your cum. Wooyoung moaned into the kiss, and you swore you could feel his hips twitch from underneath you.

As their lips finally disconnected, they gave you a somewhat sad look. “I’m afraid we have to leave you now, little witch,” Wooyoung said, tilting his head to the side. San’s hand found the top of your head, stroking it slowly. “Don’t be shy to summon us again,” San smiled. You looked between the two, mesmerized by their beauty.

Without any more words being said, the two left you alone in your bedroom, and you couldn’t get yourself to move from the spot on the bed.

What the hell just happened?

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Wooyoung desperately grind down on San’s lap, head rested in the crook of San’s neck. “We need to see her again,” Wooyoung begged, feeling his cock getting harder by the second. “Yes, Woo, I agree,” San admitted in between moans.

The two couldn’t keep their minds off you ever since they left you. Something about your taste was captivating, nothing they had ever had before compared to it.

Sure, they always felt energized after pleasuring any human, but this was something entirely different.

“She must’ve put us under some sort of spell, that witch,” Wooyoung said into San’s ear.

It was against the laws of demons for them to come back to you, so they could only pray you summon them again.

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Requests are open!

(might continue this story)

[nsharks]

I don’t know if your taking request, but if you’re not please ignore me.! But my request is Simon kid got a tantrum and Simon is comforting them🥺 (Please excuse my English. It’s not my native language </3)

oh honey you are totally fine! and I love this request so I had to do it right away <3

simon comforts his son during a tantrum

very brief abuse mention

“What do we need the cranberries for, love?”

Simon’s pushing the grocery cart with your son in it. Meanwhile, you drag your feet behind him, your infant daughter asleep in a carrier against your chest. It seems, recently, she prefers sleeping during the day. The evidence of this is clear in the slackness under yours eyes.

Simon was used to preforming on little sleep. It’s easy to say he’s handling the week of regression much better than you are.

“Salad,” you answer numbly. One hand rubs at your eyes, as if that will make them feel any less heavy, and the other hand rests on your daughter’s back. “We’re having that salad I like tonight, remember?”

“Well, gonna have to find something else.” He raises a brow and juts a finger towards the shelf. “All out. Bloody hell, who’s buying cranberries this time o’ year besides you?”

You don’t even have it in you to remind him to watch his language. Sighing, you chew at your lip and offer a small, lazy smile. Having him here, not just to help but to keep you sane, is something you cherish. Even through your lack of your sleep, you savor the moment; grocery shopping with your family.

With Simon’s bare face on display.

In public.

Something you were surprisingly used to now.

It’s funny; you had sex with him, loved him, before you ever saw his face. And now it’s a face that you get to watch bury in your children’s tummies to blow raspberries in the mornings.

“What do you think, bug?” Simon asks the toddler in the cart, touching his little chin. “Maybe salad isn’t the right call for tonight, huh?”

“Don’t get him on your side,” you huff. “You never want my salad.”

“I’d just prefer to eat a real meal,” Simon shrugs, glancing over the shelves as you walk through the aisle. You should’ve known he had already been thinking about hijacking the dinner tonight.

And in this moment that Simon is distracted, looking for stuff to make a real meal, the toddler in the cart leans over to grab something.

It’s a glass jar.

Manages to get both little hands on it and bring it to his lap in the cart.

“What are ya-“

Simon frowns and looks down at him.

“What do you have there?” he says and your eyes widen when you see your son hold up the jar precariously with his chubby hands. “Nuh-uh, kid. Not gonna happen.”

Simon tuts at him and easily takes the jar away, but the action must feel like the end of the world to your two-year-old, because he immediately begins to cry.

Like screaming crying.

You should be used to it.

And you are.

How many nights had you dealt with your toddler’s tantrums all by yourself, his father miles away?

But today you’re tired, and your ears are ringing, and frankly you feel like crying yourself when your son starts flailing his arms around, trying to get the jar back.

“No, kid, you can’t have-“

“Simon,” you sigh and shift the baby against your chest, whose starting to wake up. “I’ll take them both outside. You finish getting everything.”

Shaking his head, Simon is already lifting the crying toddler from the cart and firmly telling you, “No, I’ve got it. You just… pick out whatever you want, yeah? Salad is fine.”

You don’t protest.

It’s much easier for Simon to restrain the boy, simply grabbing both of his wrists in one hand so he can’t hit. And holds him against his hip as he makes his way outside.

Seven years with Simon and he’s grown (emotionally) before your eyes. He had to learn how to safely express love, and it took time, but now he knows exactly how to love you, your kids. Shows it in patient words and gentle fingertips and constant acts of service.

Sure, there are moments where he gets frustrated (particularly when the boy tries to hit his little sister).

But Simon knows how to just be quiet and calm and let his son feel what he needs to feel. Because had anyone ever let him do that as a kid? Had anyone ever taken him outside during a tantrum, sit on a bench and hold him close, rubbing his back?

“It’s okay to feel angry,” Simon murmurs to his son. His cheeks red and puffy. “I’ve got ya. I’m here.”

The boy slurs out babble that Simon’s trained ears recognize as “want it”.

“Right,” his father sighs low. “I know what you mean, kid. Get proper mad when I don't get what I want," and he brushes a thumb to his cheek, "But we've got to find something that helps us stay calm, yeah?"

Simon doesn’t scold your son. Doesn’t tell him it’s okay, because he understands that it might not feel that way. Doesn’t even give a shit that the crying is drawing attention from people. Simon just sits on the bench with him and lets the tantrum happen.

And as your son’s tantrum fades into sniffles and little hands twisting around in his father’s shirt, Simon can’t help but think about his own memories. Most of them faded or blacked out now, he still manages to recall a time when he cried like this and his father had pushed his face in the dirt for it.

“I’ll give you something to fucking cry about.”

The words burn in his mind. Catch in his throat and force him to swallow. He used to shut those memories out, keep them buried somewhere underneath gunfire and blood and a mask. But now he welcomes them whenever they surface, learns from them. Reminds himself that he didn’t deserve that treatment and neither do his own kids.

Simon holds the toddler even closer.

Hands splaying over his back and a small kiss to his forehead.

“Look at ya,” Simon mutters out a piece of praise. “Feeling calm, bug? Wanna go back to your mum?”

But the toddler shakes his head no and instead, they sit out there until you’re done with the shopping. When you finally walk out, you see that Simon is smirking in amusement, watching your son sit in his lap and draw his little finger over the skulls inked on his arm. A relaxing activity, perhaps, and the sight of it makes your heart spill over.

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

My Favorite Pet

Love Me (4)

BDSM Preformer!fem! Reader x subby!Wanda

Summary: Now that Wanda satisfied the sub in you you could get back into your Dom space and finish up your final performance of the night with your girlfriend

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, use of strap, overstimulation, W gives R a blow job, use of pet names(W calls R Mommy, R calls W Mommy), aftercare, domestic fluff, light teasing

Word count: 1.3K

A/N: Gods my brain just gave up on me for a bit so sorry for the wait, but I really like the ending~

Though there was music playing along with the noise of the audience the only thing you were focused on was her breathing. Kneeling in front of you, ready and willing to take your strap. You had let her pick one out. She ended up going with a red eight inch and you asked a few times if she was sure, but the look in her eyes let you know how badly she wanted it, needed it.

It was the same one you had used on her for your first show. Now she'd already had two orgasms earlier and given you one. You couldn't be more proud to have her as a stage partner and your girlfriend. 

“Open up pet.” Wanda opened her mouth, her hands steady on her exposed thighs. You cupped her chin ever so gently letting your saliva drip down onto her tongue. She looked up at you with eyes blown. Complete trust behind them as she held onto your saliva. You moved back up and guided her mouth to your cock, using your extra saliva to get it all wet as her head bobbed up and down on it. Her eyes never left yours as your hands made their way into her brunette locks. You gave her a knowing look before gripping tightly and pushing her until she was gagging on your cock, her nose pressed against you. 

“Good girl taking Mommy’s cock so well. Mommy wants to fuck that pretty face.” She let out a little ‘Mmmm’ her eyes telling you what you need to know. 

Holding her by her hair a smirk spreads across your features as you hold her there your hips moving at a bruising pace as she gags on your cock making you moan.

“That's it, taking Mommy’s cock so well, pet. Keep going pet, Mommy wants to fuck that throat good.” Watching her makeup that she worked so hard on drip down in tears made you just want to go rougher on her and you found yourself doing just that until she gave you a subtle sign, patting the side of her thigh the audience can't see. 

You pull out ordering her towards the bed getting in the perfect position so the audience could see you fucking her cunt, the strap going in and out. You position yourself behind her. Her folds wet and glistening all for you as you rub through them making her moan out.

“Mmmm…Mommy please…” she whined. You gripped her hips with a bruising force. 

“You can do better pet. I know you can.” you cooed at her. She looks back at you, eyes pleading with you.

“Mommy please fuck my cunt until it hurts! please fuck me until I can't talk until I'm a whimpering mess for you Mommy because of you Mommy.” how could you ever deny that. Even without the crowd egging you on to do as she asks. You thrust fully into her bottoming out. Your moans mixed together with how good it felt. 

“Fuck you feel so tight right now pet. You want me that badly?” you started rutting your hips against her. It felt so good right now as you picked up your pace.

“Yes Mommy yes!” You push her down, hand between her shoulder blades. Moving as you pleased until she was crying out begging to cum.

“Go on pet. Cum all over Mommy's cock. Mommy's going to keep fucking you until she's satisfied.” Wanda only nodded as you felt the orgasm rock through her. 

Of course you'd edged her before and teased, but you hadn't given her multiple orgasms. She had already had two prior this evening so you wanted to see just how far you could push her. 

By the time the hour was almost up she had cum three more times and was begging you to stop.

“Mommy peas t'much…” she's so overstimulated from it all she could barely form words and that's exactly where you wanted her.

“Color.” you pulled her up by her hair, a moan pushing passed her lips,

“Green…” she managed.

“One more baby. Give Mommy one more and we can end.” You cooed pulling her against you, whispering in her ear, “Mommy’s going to cum. I want to cum with you.” She moaned out trembling in your embrace. “That's a good girl. Let go, Mommy’s got you.” She fell back against you as your orgasm racked through you. 

Her moans became whimpers as her whole weight fell against you. Breathing heavily against you, she looked up at you. “You did so good for me sweetheart.” You gently caressed her face.

You slowly pulled out, making her whine at the loss. You gently shush her as you get you two ready to leave for the night. 

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The two of you cooked dinner together. Pulled chicken, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. Wanda had decided on it earlier in the week. You told her it might be too much after everything, but after a small cuddle break where you just held her and rubbed her back as she came back from subspace she was more than ready to cook. 

You loved watching her move around the kitchen like it was an intricate dance. It always puts a smile on your face. You move up, wrapping your arms around her waist from behind. You kiss her shoulder blade, setting your head against her. 

She shifted in a way that you knew she was looking back at you.

“What is it baby?” Another shift and you heard the knife go through the chicken. She was cleaning it while the potatoes cooked.

“Just admiring you then I wanted to hold you. Just be close to you.” She chuckled. 

“You're adorable when you're like this.” You felt a blush creep over you. 

“Shush.” You huff. 

“Mommy's baby.” 

“Noooo…” you whine. She sets down the knife, turning to face you. 

“It's fine to be like this. I promise you it's okay.” You pout up at her. “No pouty lips. Come on baby.” her voice was so sweet and her accent came out thicker than normal when she talked like this and it made you wet. She pulls you up into a kiss.

“Let me handle dinner sweetie. You can go sit.” Though she was the one that took the brunt of everything tonight she still fell into her old habits of doing everything by herself though you couldn't deny you had no idea what to do since the potatoes were still cooking and she was cleaning the chicken. So you decide to sit on the island and just watch her in her element. 

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“Ah…ah…Mommy!” You squirmed under her touch. You insisted on cuddling and watching a movie in bed, but somehow it ended up like this. She pulled you into her lap, slipping her hand past your sleep shorts. 

You tried protesting, but she hushed you,“Mommy had a long day and you made her cum so much, but you only had one. Baby deserves at least one more.” She had whispered in your ear and you gave in so easily to her touch. It felt like fire and ice against you all at once. 

“Mmm Mommy cumming! Cumming!” your hips moved with her fingers as you were pushed over the edge. You saw stars as your vision blurred momentarily.

“Good girl. Such a good girl. I love watching you come undone. I can see why you enjoy it.” You can't even manage an eye roll as she gets up. Grabbing your aftercare items as you make yourself comfortable, the day had been long and suddenly you feel as if you're sinking into the bed, eyes heavy. You could feel Wanda's touch, but it wasn't exactly registering. You lulled your head back to look at her, she smiled at you as she took in your state of being.

“Sleep now detka.” She scooped you up against her holding you so close yet so softly. 

Burying your head into her neck you could feel the soft kisses she was leaving on your temple and a light wave of goosebumps roll over your skin as you feel her fingertips draw patterns on your back. As sleep finally took over your last coherent thought was simple,

“She's perfect.”

[cryptidcr3ature]

Assigning rdr characters zodiacs since they didn’t give us birthdays to do it ourselves

Dutch- I know he’s a Leo, but I feel July Leo. Dramatic ass man.

Hosea- Libra. Theater kid, con man, self confident. I know what’s up.

Arthur- Taurus. He’s suchhhh a Taurus. Hard worker, stubborn, and typically a follower but will stand up for himself. I feel it. May Taurus

Abigail- ARIES WOMAN!!! I love Aries, my best friend is an Aries and they take no shit, especially from romantic partners. Driven, but so caring.

Micah-Sagittarius. I know I said Virgo in my initial post but that’s just my personal beef against Virgo men. He’s nearly as dramatic as Dutch but no where near as suave. He adds to Dutch’s flame till it’s out of control.

John-Cancer. “What choice did I have?” Never taking blame and takes a smack in the face to correct behavior. June cancer energy (I’m a cancer too so I’m calling myself out)

Sean-Scorpio, 100%. Sex driven, emotionally charged, quick to act out, cried after trying to kill Dutch and Hosea. Typical Scorpio energy.

Lenny-Capricorn. Lenny leads with his head over his heart. However, when he follows his heart, dear god get away.

Javier-Virgo. Virgos are always 5 steps ahead of you. I’ve also been burned by more Virgos than any other sign. Still if you got something you need done, a Virgo has a plan.

Bill- Sagittarius. The toxic masculinity and the bluntness of bill williamson makes me lean towards Sagittarius. I feel like maybe he’s a November Sagittarius though.

Trelawney- GEMINIIII!!! I personally love Gemini but everything is a performance with them. Different to the Leo main character syndrome, Gemini try to preform who they think you want them to be.

Charles-Scorpio. This one took a while and a lot of flip flopping but then I realized that Charles is an October Scorpio. Compared to the more open November Scorpio, Charles has a more introverted, bottled up personality. He’s emotionally reserved but once you get to know him, you can tell exactly how he’s feeling and what he’s up to.

Kieran- Pisces. Sweet boy, water sign energy. Slightly pathetic. Definitely March Pisces. 

Sadie- Pisces. February Pisces woman. She will stab you for someone she loves, and won’t hesitate to do it again.

Mary-Beth- Cancer. July in particular and demonstrates the more hopeless romantic and creative nature of Cancers. Also I know she’s got that intuition.

Tilly- Aquarius. She’s reserved but will kill you without warning. Don’t cross an Aquarius.

Karen-Capricorn. Capricorn burnout is so real and Karen is a prime example of what happens when you don’t keep your Capricorn on the straight and narrow.

Molly-Leo. Her last scene, that’s all.

I’ve been working on this for 40 minutes now and the melatonin is kicking in. Enjoy.

[crushedsweets]

Would you ever consider including nurse ann in more of your art/ stories? She's one of my favorite characters and I think your design for her is amazing lmao- I'd also sort of like to know what her relationship with the others would be like

yes. actually. i would love to . ok i have some vague ideas for how shed fit into the lore so thatll be under the cut !! i also start rambling about lulus lore too cuz i decided theyre friends.

ok so, again, my au is based around slenders forest being like... some sort of magnet for the paranormal. slenderman wants to keep all of these cryptids within the forest.

since its in a fictionalized forest in tuscaloosa, where marble hornets was filmed, i decided to move the abanonded hospital they visited up north of the tuscaloosa lake. she roams there.

SOOOOO nurse ann is just... a demon. slenders forest is sort of like limbo for a lot of the cryptids and kinda puts them in like.. a long daze and loops unless they're consistently leaving or being grounded by humans.

i dont EXACTLY know why/how she's in that specfic hospital, especially since i dont believe she has an official origin? maybe when the hospital shut down, she was let go and wasn't transferred to work in a new hospital, so she lost her shit and preformed some crazy rituals that ended up making her an undead nurse ? now she's forever roaming the hospital. or maybe she was killing patients when she was a human and kept doing weird demon shit with their bodies and the operator/zalgo fed off of her bad vibes. LOL IDK.

now about lulu cuz i drew her too.

i used to be sooo fond of lulu. and i originally said she was just going to be another ghost roaming the forest pointlessly, mourning everything and being incapable of interacting with humans, BUUUUUT. she is 24 and NOT A GHOST?!?!??!?! IDK WHY ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A GHOST WHO AGES CUZ YK HOW CHIBIWORKS STUFF WAS BACK THEN LOL... i def am tired of little kids being tortured and all these children ghosts tho so im kinda glad to have smth new to write. anyway. so im thinking lulus just another little demon thing... i'm thinking her story goes.

she was in strict private schools all of k-12, and went to uni on her own in tuscaloosa. she wanted to branch out, have a little rebelious phase, make friends, etc. tried to join a co-ed frat. she experienced an absolutely horrific hazing when she was like 19, the frat fully believed they killed her by accident and in their panic, tried to bury her in slenders forest, and some demonic entity in the forest infected her before she was buried fully. she ends up climbing out of her shallow grave, never having died. perhaps the operator did it, perhaps zalgo like in her og lore ? PERHAPS ANN CUZ SHES A DEMON HERSELF?

anywaaayyyyy :3 l think theyd be cute friends. they just look really cute together and i could see good chemistry so i totally would love to expand on them and make them friends. maybe expand more on the type of species they are, what kind of powers they have(esp if i make ann the demon who infects lulu).

BUUUUT ALSO this made me realize i should totally look into adding zalgo to my lore. cuz it doesnt make sense for the operator to make anyone a demon, thats not really what he does.... and i dont want him to do that i just dont like the vibes. so mmm yes.

anyway in terms of relationships..

lulu and her are cool good besties beautiful they would take selfies and do tiktok dances together.

masky and hoody are incredibly indifferent to her, because they dont have to worry/visit her often. she stays in the hospital thats in the forest, and thats exactly where slenderman wants her, so theyre content. theyre kinda grateful she keeps lulu in the hospital too, cuz lulu actually freaks them out bc she'll be jumping at them and shit talking about their eyes.

tobys EXTREMELY scared of ghosts (bc of his hallucinations of his sisters ghost . . ). he eventually gets over it(kinda?) with sally, but he keeps accusing ann and lulu and the sort of being ghosts cuz they just.. kinda pop in and out. at least jack has to walk into the room to show up. so he doesnt like them

mmm jack wouldnt like her IF he knows that she kinda turned herself into a demon through like, a ritual or smth. he'd be beyond pissed to know someone CHOSE to be what he is. if he doesnt know, he doesnt care for her. he kinda jokes about 'well why dont YOU be their medic' and shes like 'dont fuckin wanna be'.

jane and liu and kate prob dont know her... kate might but wouldnt care.

jeff would prob think shes hot or some bullshit and nina would be beyond pissed. at first ninas like AHHH SHES SO COOL cuz shes a fangirl at heart, but the second she hears a single 'goddamn' from jeff shes livid.

ben prob wouldnt care much for her... hes so uninterested in demons idk why i just feel like he doesnt care.

clockwork would LOVE HER. she'd think she's so fucking cool. she'd try talking to her all the time but ann prob wouldnt be interested in clocky at all...

ofc the proxies purposefully come into contact with the paranormal the most because thats their job, so i wrote the most for them, but that doesn't mean theyre the closest or anything.

ok thank u anon you did smth to my brain that benefitted my mental health cuz i love writing this shit for the creeps thank u sm .

[xoioel]

EXCUSE ME DO U WRITE FOR XG???? can i pretty pls request something w mean dom gp!jurin??? there's literally no content for her it's insane she's so hot 😭😭🫦🫦🫦

BAD IDEA

parings: Jurin x 8th! Member Reader

genre: SMUT and Fluff

warnings: SMUT, mommy kink, semi-public sex, fingering, creampie, spanking, crying, overstimulation, edging, humiliation, mirror sex

synopsis: You never know when enough is enough and Jurin teaches you a lesson ;)

authors note; jurin is so sexy, i just want her to use me till i pass out. I made sure jurin was just evil and her not giving 1 fuck about things… sorry this is like so late!! also ive been looking for some xg moots on here too

see you tonight, its a bad idea right?—

It was a Saturday evening and all of the girls decided to play truth or dare. The game was going smoothly until Chisa asked a question that made you reget even playing the game in the first place. “N/n, truth or dare” Chisa asks you, and since youve picked dare a few times already you decided to pick truth. “Is it true that your the top and Jurins the bottom of the relationship” Chisa questions you and you could just feel Jurins eyes buring into you.

It was either you admitting your a bottom or admitting Jurins a bottom which was a hard choice because your a switch but sub leaning and shes fully a top so it was difficult. “Yes,” Thats all you said which left everyone confused. “Yes what? Your a top or a bottom” Harvey says to you. “Im a top” You could just see that Jurin was pissed. She knew that was a lie and you did too. “I would of never thought that Y/n is a top” Juria said as everyone agreed but Jurin. She just stayed silent but nobody questioned her silence at all.

“Cocona! true or dare?” Jurin says to change the topic. “dare.. i guess” She says as she’s second guessing herself. “i dare you to do a one breath challenge” Jurin replied as Cocona prepared herself to do the challenge. She lasted about 1 minute before backing out.

The game continued for another 20 minutes before everyone basically said everything before everyone agreed that the game should come to a end. “Guys what should we eat for dinner?” Chisa said. As everyone suggests something that they would like to eat, Jurin gets up and sits next to you instead of her sitting across from you.

“Just know that Ive had enough with the act youve been pulling.” Jurin whispered in your ear before going to scroll on TikTok. You stopped breathing for a second to process what she just said. But you know exactly what shes talking about too, how for the past week youve been testing her.

How you would would flirt with the other members right infront of her. When practicing you would wear either very short shorts or very very tight shirts just to show your tits. And you did that just to see her reaction. And she never did anything to you since you all had to preform the day after so she just told you to stop and you would give her the same answer everytime.

“N/n what should we eat.” Cocona said since you always have the best ideas which took you out of your thoughts: “Maybe we should have pizza and hot wings with whatever else you want to eat” You replied. “Yeah we should have that for dinner” Juria added before they all agreed on who would go and get the food.

Cocona, Harvey, Hinata and Maya all went to get food, which left Jurin, Chisa, Juria and you in the dorm. You got up to go get something to drink but you where quickly pulled back down to sit on the couch. “What was that for?!” You say raising your voice at Jurin.

“Dont yell at me,” She said, “Why not!!”

You snatch your hand from Jurin’s grip before getting up to go into your room that is shared with her. You hear foot steps behind you signaling that she’s following you.You opened the door and in seconds, Jurin has you pinned to the back of the door. Her long fingers grab your ass and your tits as you bite your lip trying not to moan.

You only hesitate and become aware of your action when you hear Jurin sigh in your ear. She’s told you time and time again not to hide yourself from her, and you shouldn’t be testing her patience right now. “Y/n. So you think you can talk to me in that tone?” She questioned you. “N-No I-“ You couldn’t even speak since you finally realized your mistake, you’ve pushed the limits and now karma is coming back to you.

She crashes your lips onto hers as you hands go into you hair, pulling and tugging at it. Your whining and moaning into the harsh kiss as Jurin bites your lip to push her tongue in your mouth. A few seconds you pulled back to get some air. “Sit infront of the mirror. Now.” Jurin said to you in a very demanding tone.

You sat in front of the glowing floor mirror patiently waiting for her. “You better be undressed when I come back,” Jurin says before leaving the room. You began to undress and you were dripping wet. You never realized how turned on you were just from Jurin making out with you. So you began to slowly touch yourself.

You put your hand over your mouth to silence your moans since you didnt know when Jurin was going to come back. Getting close to your orgasm your moans start to get significantly louder as you cum all over the floor as you didnt even notice that Jurin walked into the room and sat down behind you. Thats when you feel someone grabbing your wrist making you whine from the lack of your fingers. “So have you forgotten about the rules, Y/n? Because i think i need to reteach them to you” Jurin questions you.

“I haven’t forgotten..” You replied to her looking down at the floor. She didnt like that you weren’t looking at her. Thats when you feel a vibrator turn on and its directly on your clit. “Jurin.. please-” You moan out. “Look at me as i make you a mess, you slut,” She says forcing you to keep eye contact with her through the mirror. She grabbed your right hand and made you hold the vibrator on your clit.

Jurin begins to pump her fingers in and out of your needy cunt, each thrust punctuated by the wet squelch of your gratuitous arousal. Heat spreads under your skin under her thorough exploration of your narrow, saturated channel, gingera curling to meticulously stroke a spot that has you gasping her name. Legs slowly began to shake since you haven’t got to calm down from the orgasm you just had.

Your hand quickly cover your mouth from your porn like moans. She removed her hands from your cunt for a second, “I want to hear your pretty moans,” She whispered in your ear before you removed your hand from your mouth.

And the moment you do, Jurin decides to put the vibrator on the highest speed and you can feel yourself on the verge to cum. “Mommy~ i-im gonna cum!!” You whine out to her. You didnt even realize that you called her mommy, Jurin had expressed that she had a mommy kink a few weeks ago and you never used the term until just now.

“Fuck—soon, m’ gonna—” You croak, scratching your nails into Jurin’s thighd and the pain makes her groan against your back. “p-please, please oh my god i’m gonna cum, please—” You cry to Jurin.

Thats when she turned the vibrator off and took her fingers out of you. Whining from the lack of sensation. “Do you think you deserve to cum?” Jurin says into your ear. “Y-yes..” You say as she turns back on the vibrator and went back to fingering you.

Even after Jurin stopped for a few moments, you continue to twitch and whine under her touch, squirming from the sensation. “F-fuck Jurin, fuck m’ so, hngh!” You groan, “Please, more, s-so good.”

Jurin’s lips detach from your marked-up neck and you mutter against her skin, “You sound so pretty for me, what a good girl.” Her voice is hot against your skin, yet it makes you shiver.

Your panting gets heavier and now your reaching your climax again not so long after your first. She thrust in and out again, circling her thumb on your clit and one last pump pushes air out of your chest; you cum all over Jurin’s fingers and vibrator once again.

instead of giving her a little break, your fingers continue to thrust in and out. she’s overwhelmed and still trying to recover, but you don’t give her a chance. with the added stimulus of you sucking on her tit, with your free hand that isn’t fingering her massaging and pinching the other breast, her vision starts to blur again. “f-fuck, baby w-wait, ngh— so much—” you cry, tears welling up in your eyes. “p-please w-wait,”

"Mommy! I-Its t-too much" She ignored you but kept going faster having you cum in no time. But anyways she kept going not stopping one bit, leaving you overstimulated.

"I c-cant take it anymore~" You whine at her. "You can and you will. Shut up and keep still." Jurin spits out as youve reached your third orgasm in a row and she finally stopped. She gave you a sloppy kiss and said "That was just the beginning. Don't you think you deserve a punishment for lying to me?”

She didn't like what happened earlier, not one bit. Her brown eyes narrow as she pins you beanth she, her cock teasing your entrance. "Think you're cute huh? Telling the girls that you can top me? because it seems to me you on getting dicked down right?" You try to explain yourself but before you can speak, Jurin pushes her hips forward, entering you fully.

A gasp escape your lips, eyes rolling at the back of your head as she starts to thrust fast. Her cock slides in and out of you, her hands gripping onto your hips, lips marking your neck, you're her and only her. That's what she showing you now.

"Levi! Mhhhh why are you mad?" Your hips buck slightly as he fucks hard into you, hands gripping his hair. It's clear that he is pissed, she doesn't know at who she is and more exactly.

"Shut up, you know what you fucking did." She mumbles leaving open mouthed kisses on your jaw, his hands go down to your thighs spreading you wider for him as his hips snap into you. Those gray eyes of his stare at your face, your mouth is wide open, moans of her name fill the room. "That's right, hear that? My name off your lips, but im a bottom right y/n” She questions you.

Her voice is at a higher tone but is still very harsh, Jurin doesn't let many things go to her but even the slightest thought of you lying to the girls about something you both know isn’t true and right to her face makes her blood boil. She moves his hips even faster which makes your hands go to his back, nails digging into his skin. Smacking your ass when you realized you didn’t reply to her. But you know better to not answer her.

"Fuuuck....y-your not a not a bottom" You say moaning loudly. She isn't goiong easy on you but you love every second of it, especially when she gets possessive. "Yeah? You love this don't you? Getting fucked like the naughty girl you are." She takes your jaw into her hands and opens your mouth spitting in it, your eyes go wide slightly.

"Swallow." You do as she says, swallowing her spit as her cock thrusts roughly into you. "That's my good girl." There's a slight spark in her eyes, she loves seeing you this way. Loves making you moan over and over again.

Your pussy starts to clench around her dick, a burning sensation start to build up in your navel, you're close and by the look on Jurins face, she knows it too. "You gonna cum for me? Gonna show me who owns you?"

You nod your head, your nails draghing down his back leaving scratches behind. Jurin starts to fuck you ruthlessly, her cock pushing deep into you making you sure you feel all of it. Her thruths are unforgiving as she feels your warm and tight walls clamp down on her.

"Cum all over my dick." She demands, her tone as of when she uses her leader card. "Cuming Jurin....shit...." Your back arches and you cum all over her making her cum together with you. Her head falls onto your shoulder and she bites, leaving another mark behind as proof that you're hers, her cum fills you up.

Panting you groan feeling her teeth on your skin. "Ow....it hurts Jurin.." Jurin pulls back, a string of salvia connecting her lips to your shoulder. "Good, now..."

Jurin switches the position, her cock still inside of you, she rolls your bodies so that your on top of her, she is still hard inside of you. "You better ride my cock, show me that you're my bitch,"

You turn you head and kiss her on the lips before you starts to move your hips on top her. Jurin grabs your ass as you ride her, moaning into your mouth while your tongues dance with each other.

The room is filled with sounds of skin slapping as your body moves on top of hers. Pulling back from the kiss, you lean back enjoying the feeling of her inside of you but Jurin doesn't like the pace so she takes your hips into her hands and starts to fuck up hard into you.

"Mhhh yes! Harder! Mommy!" You beg for her but she instead stops moving, cockwarming you. "Do you think you deserve it? You don't...." Her eyes rest on your beautiful breasts. "...but because your pussy feels too good, I'll give you what you want." She restarts her fast pace, your tits bounce with her rough thruths.

"Mine...Mine...Your're fucking mine." Her hips snap faster and faster, her cock pushing deeper into you. Despite the fact that you're on top, it's clear that Jurin is the one who is in control, she pulls you against her body, your back and her tits are pressing together.

You move your hips in sync with hers, her lips passionately kissing your own. She into your mouth, her cock twitching inside of you. Jurin stops you from moving, grips your hips even harder and starts to move in and out of you in a relentless pace.

"Oooh~ Mommyy!" Your back arches as your feeling her hit your cervix with her hard thrusts. "My pretty girl, my little slut, say your mine," Her cock hits your sweet spot repeatedly making you almost scream her name. "Yours Jurin, I am yours!!" Jurin pushes your legs apart, her hips snap brutally against yours. Her hand reached down to tease your clit.

"Do you think another woman can make you feel like this huh? Can they make you this wet and desperate?" Tears starts to roll down your face from the intsese pleasure your feeling as your stomach starts to feel tight. “Ohh! im cumming!”

You squirt all over her and Jurin began to play with your clit even harder as she feels herself cumming. Your hands grip Jurins thighs tightly, she leaves a couple of hickeys on your neck as her cum fills you to the brim.

After she is done coming, her head falls on top of yours and she breaths heavily. "Don't pull another fucking stunt again or I'll make you cum twice as much next time.." Jurin whispered into your ear before you both hear the front door close and voices fill up the house…

“Oh? the girls are back, how would you like them to see you like this,” Jurin says to you. “Them seeing you all fucked out by me” She continued as she ever so slightly thrusted up. “Dont do that,” You say as you try to get off of her cock.

Looking the mirror you see the amount of marks Jurin left of you. Fuck. Thats all you think as you now as you told them you were the top and you look most definitely not top looking. “Why did you leave so many marks..” You ask Jurin as you go and put on some different clothes.

“You look so much like a top now, pretty” She said very sarcastically. You flip her off as she starts to laugh at you. Knock. Knock. “The foods here”

© xoioel — do not copy or translate my work.

[givethemsmut]

Cody Rhodes x Reader

Made of Gold | Chapter Six

I pretended to not be bothered the whole time the girls gossiped and gabbed about their jobs.

Every time I caught Brandi’s eyes cascade over me I simply smiled in her direction. I felt like a politician’s wife, keeping myself from pressing her intentions.

Cody reappeared, that same smile he flashed, but I could tell his eyes were a storm. The blue suddenly seemed more fogged and his body didn’t seem relaxed anymore.

Walking over to him casually, hiding every ounce of excitement to be rescued by him. Offering my lips to his, he pressed his mouth to mine, only deepening the simple peck. His tongue slipped inside my mouth and I instantly knew he noticed his ex.

He went from the Cody I knew who was always making a joke to the Cody the wrestling world knew - a performer.

This kiss was to show her he moved on.

I had nothing against making her jealous. Cody was supposed to be a fling yet here I was riding on his bus, at his job, pretending to be some trophy wife.

“Well, hello to you too.” He was still holding me against his chest, arms tightly around my waist, engulfing me in him.

“Sorry, that took forever but we had to go over the entrance and pyro. You okay? They eating you alive?”

Trying not to glance over my shoulder I noticed his eyes shift. “Met your ex girlfriend. She seems nice.”

Cody pulled away enough to lock eyes again. “I didn’t even think about her being here. All I thought about was getting the chance to be The American Nightmare here.”

I let him toy with her by using me, the way he let his hands smooth down my ass. “Don’t worry about it. We never talked about being exclusive... I can’t imagine this life promotes healthy relationship.”

Maybe I dodged a bullet.

I tried to play it casual and cool, not show my cards when I forced myself to smile even though I knew every part of me was falling for him.

I would never admit the way he noticed her and preformed hurt.

Layla warned me about the connection you’d feel to the person who took your virginity. I didn’t believe her until I met the threat of not having him anymore, a gorgeous woman named Brandi.

“Babe,” he didn’t add anything after as if he was defeated before he truly spoke.

“It’s okay, I’m gonna go freshen up on the bus. You do your thing.” I pulled away, keeping my fake smile pasted on and making sure Brandi bought every second of it.

Walking away our hands tethered until our fingers held on until they couldn’t. I found my own way back to the bus, yanking the door open, and fell into the bed we hadn’t slept in yet.

Sinking into the bed I tried to digest that Cody was boiling down to the fling. I was mentally trying to cut the invisible ties that bonded us but every time I closed my eyes I saw him ravishing me the way a stranger couldn’t.

He felt like the only person in the world who knew me. My body, my mind, the person I wanted to be instead of the trauma response I am.

Cody knew every sensitive spot, he knew exactly how much I could take before he sent me over the edge, he knew exactly what I liked when he fucked me.

How could two people fit so well physically and it mean nothing emotionally?

If Cody really wanted Brandi back then I was going to help him do just that just to not lose him. I could settle for friends.

Scrolling on my phone for way too much time I finally dug through my suitcases to find something even more sexy. I wanted to outdo all the designer backstage and I knew Brandi would be watching.

Slipping into a tight black dress that hugged every curve I paired it with thigh high boots I touched up my hair before I proudly walked back into the venue for the start of the live show.

While I got ready I did some research on WWE, who was who, and whatever else I could arm myself with.

The event had came alive, everyone running around and getting ready for their moment to shine. I could hear the fans in the stadium roar as I tried to find Cody.

Simply turning around I felt myself be pulled into a hard body. His lips pressed against mine and I felt myself melt into his arms when I realized the stranger was Cody.

My body knew him before I could even register it.

His mouth so close to mine I could taste him on my lips still, “I don’t want her back. I don’t know what she said to you but fuck her.”

Wrapping my arms around his neck I tried to find a lie but came up empty. “You took my virginity but it doesn’t mean you have to pick me, Cody. Let me help you. You helped me so much.”

“Are you serious?”

Noticing her walk into view behind him I nudged him making him aware she was watching.

Gently pushing me into a wall behind us I suddenly lost track of her entirely. His eyes got dark with his hands planted against the wall, boxing me in. His tongue crept into my mouth with so much intensity I felt my clit pulse between my legs in response.

His hand swept up between my legs and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. “I don’t even have to check… I know you aren’t wearing panties by the way you want to so badly rub your knees together.”

I licked his neck up to his lips and watched him switch from hungry to starved. My lips covered his ear, whispering, “that’s perfect, keep going.”

Not removing the hand between my legs only snaked up further until the pads of his fingers clashed with my clit. I clung to Cody like I had no choice.

“Do you need me to prove I only want you by fucking you right here while everyone watches?”

The sharp tone of his voice skated to the bottom of my spine as I tried not to collapse against him.

That authoritative voice that seemed to echo slapped me sober while I hid my face in Cody. “Cody, wasn’t getting caught once today enough? I’m gonna send you a fine. Anywhere but my backstage.”

He scolded us enough to have Cody’s hand fall from between my legs but not pull away.

“You’re ticketing me?” He was looking at me but talking to his boss standing right behind him.

The large man, sporting a slightly weathered look, came closer before responding, hand on his shoulder. “Your ex is standing right over there. You have a bus, use it. Welcome home.”

Cody kissed me again only without his tongue this time he left me a wet mess clinging to the wall for support. “I have a match in twenty. Hang out, get some food, I’ll be quick.”

Shaking my head I nodded, still unable to move as I felt myself vibrate still. I was prepared to just head back to the bus when Brandi stopped me, something I would have anticipated if I wasn’t drunk off him still.

“That’s his MO you know. The girlfriend experience then he dumps you out of nowhere.” Her shrill voice only made it sting worse.

“Let me guess… you saw him all over me and the jealous monster sitting on your shoulder told you to warn me. Out of good intentions, right?” I crossed my arms expecting something more than petty remarks from an adult.

Rolling her eyes, “don’t say I didn’t warn you. Maybe you should ask him yourself before you’re expected to get an abortion too.”

“Oh sweetheart, I already knew you were the ex without him saying one word. You should work on your poker face.”

“Don’t pretend his house isn’t littered with my things. Did he tell you we were going to get married?”

I crossed my arms, loathing her for ruining my high. “I’ll bite - then what?”

Closing the gap between us, she stood right in front of me. “Then his dad died and he left WWE. Cody and I have unfinished business. I suggest you don’t get in the way of that.”

Cody’s life choices were making more sense, all the details he left out.

“Cling to that unfinished business because it’s the only thing you’re gonna cling to.”

I left her standing there out argued by a seventeen year old when I found myself back on the bus.

Yanking the tight dress like it personally offended me I tried to cool down but every part of me wanted to break things. Pulling over my head an American Nightmare shirt I skipped bottoms in exchange for a lace pair of red panties.

Cuddling up against his pillow I took a deep breath of him.

I must have fallen asleep when Cody’s body bullied mine into turning over on my back. Kisses covering my face and chest messily when I heard him whisper, “I have to be inside you baby. I’m addicted.”

Still shaking off the fact that I was just sleeping I felt his hands push up my shirt up enough to enjoy my lace panties.

Lazy, sleepy, moans escaped my mouth.

“My shirt and now these? Are you trying to kill me?”

Shaking my head yes I let my legs fall apart just for him to fill the space, not before tugging my panties down my legs. Out of his torn shirt and wrestling pants he smelled like fresh soap. His hair was still wet when I let my fingers smooth through his locks.

Reaching for the night stand, he fished around the random objects crashing against the sides of the drawer. “Fuck,” he exhaled sitting back between my legs. “I’m out of condoms baby.”

“I don’t care, Cody.”

Leaning up, meeting him more than half way, my mouth nipped at his. Feeling empowered by how heavily he was breathing I flipped over, pushing my ass into his crotch and letting my hands press against his bed.

Every hard inch wedged against my ass, his hands smooth up my shirt to cup my tits.

“You’re gonna let me fill up this tight pussy? Already so wet for me.” He groaned the words out and his hand guided himself to my entrance. Pushing my ass back on him, I exhaled at the familiar stretching as he filled the void between my legs.

I couldn’t help but moan while my hands fisted the sheets. Bucking his hips I quickly got use to his size all over again like he hadn’t been stretching me out to accommodate every thick inch for months now.

Muffling my moans I buried my face in the pillows as our bodies collided over and over.

“What a good girl… fuck… so fucking tight.”

Grinding my ass back into him, out of breath I moaned through my words. “It’s too big, Cody. I’m gonna come.”

Not releasing my nipples, I continued to squirm against him like it would provide any relief. “I know baby, taking this big cock so well. Tell me you’re mine.”

“What?” I gasped without realizing it.

“Tell me who you belong to. Tell me you’re mine.”

Throwing my ass back, I nearly came undone at how it felt to ride Cody this way. I could feel my legs shaking every time I pulled forward only to impale myself again.

He was giving me every ounce of control over him and it felt overwhelming. He was strong in ways I admired and yet I was bringing him to his knees with my pussy.

“Cody,” I whimpered completely compliant to his demands. I was his whether I liked it or not.

“Just like that.” The grit in his voice told more than looking over my shoulder couldn’t. I could tell his jaw was clenched in anticipation, his eyes closed, and the way the veins decorated his muscles before he came.

My cheek pressed against the cold covers, I moaned through the orgasm cascading over me.

Every muscle in my body stilled as the orgasm rocked through me and I felt out of control.

Cody’s hands grasped around my hips and smoothed up my back. “God damn. I could fuck you for forever.”

Collapsing next to me in the queen sized bed in the back of the bus splattered with his name I crawled over his chest, letting my arm rest over him. “Forever is a long time. You’ll be an old way before me.”

Choking on his laughter he tried to tickle me but I but could feel the exhaustion pouring out of him.

“I’m serious.”

“I don’t have expectations, Cody. You don’t have to woo me.” Casually snatching the water bottle from the night stand I took a swig while he sat up against the headboard.

“What did she say to you?” The playfulness drained from his expression.

“That didn’t sway me, Cody.”

He repeated himself only this time it was much more intense while I watched his fists ball up. “That you were supposed to be getting married… slick comments about abortions and you dumping girls after you get your girlfriend experience fix.”

“Wow. What a fucking, bitter, bitch. She tried to trap me in getting her pregnant then my father died. I went off the deep end and we broke up. End of story.” I could tell he didn’t want to truly talk about it even though he asked.

Leaning against the headboard I could feel our shoulders brush, “how long did you date her?”

His head fell to the side and I watched his eyes scan up to mine. “Long enough. A year.”

I exhaled in the form of a wow. Cody had ex-girlfriends, of course, but knowing the details made it hurt worse.

“Come on, you’ve had boyfriends.” His face got close to mine and I felt his hand smooth over my bare ass. “Maybe not like that… but I can still be jealous too.”

Straddling his lap slowly I placed my hands on his shoulders. “I’ve had boyfriends, of course, but no pregnancy scares or rings on my finger.”

His eyes were foggy again and his strong hands held my hands behind my back enough for me to welp out-loud. “I can tell by the way ride my tongue that someone’s ate that pussy before. I can tell by the way you wrap that hand around me it’s not the first time you’ve touched someone. You don’t have to engaged or almost pregnant for me to be jealous that some boy has touched you. It’s gonna happen, I just wanna be the last man to fuck you.”

Our mouths collided when he finally loosened his grip on my wrists. Practically falling into him I felt my hips sway on top of him without meaning to.

Whimpering through our kisses I asked, “When does it stop feeling like this? I can’t help it.”

I could feel my legs shake and my body go up in flames. I was turned on so easily still and nothing extinguished that need for him.

“You wanna come again baby? This greedy pussy needs more?” His lips pressed soft kisses down my neck.

I shook my head yes knowing my pussy was already soaked from his dirty words and the way his hands were up my shirt. I was a mess for Cody, in every way you could be.

He was going to break my heart and I was gonna ignore every warning sign.

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@alyyaanna

[cloudbride]

SPARKS FLY pt4

Pairing: CharlesLeclerc x singer!Reader last part !!!!

pt3 enjoy!

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@/user00 : Seriously, this race is supposed to be about the drivers and their skill. If I wanted to see a popstar, I'd go to a concert😒

@/user0001: it's ridiculous that the media is focusing on [Y/N] instead of the actual race. She should just stay in her lane - music - and leave the sport alone.

@/ynfanff:[Y/N]'s friend taytay is here too? OMG, I don't blame her. charles has serious game lol

@/yntsloverr: OMG, I can't wait for the album.😭

-@/tsfn13: IKR imagine the love songs ahhh❤️❤️

@/randomuser : charels is suddenly preforming so much better on the track 🤣🤣

-@/ussser23: he wants to impress y/n its cute lol

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pierregasly : can’t wait to hear the ones you wrote about me

Y/N13: @/pierregasly i do think about you a lot haha!

scuderiaferrari: ❤️❤️❤️

user2828272: Y/N WTF A SURPRISE RELEASE!!!!

charles_leclerc : so proud of you my love😘

Y/N13:@/charles_leclerc 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

JF: Your new album 'Midnights' is  released and every song on it is incredible. But, I'm curious, why 'Labyrinth' ? What makes that song so special?"

Y/N:  Well, Jimmy, the track 'Labyrinth' was not actually included when I first finished my album. But I fought for it to be because I felt like it really fit the theme and  I Just NEEDED to have it on the album. My inspiration for it definitely came from a certain someone who knows exactly who he is.*smirks*

JF: "So, that 'certain someone' you mentioned earlier... is that someone Charles Leclerc by any chance? I know that your fans have been shipping the two of you for a while now, and I'm just curious if there's any truth to the rumors. It feels like your new album 'Midnights' is full of songs about him, and your latest single 'Labyrinth' is a great example.

Y/N:  I appreciate your interest in my music, and I'm glad that my fans have been so perceptive in picking up on the themes and inspiration behind my work. 'Midnights' is an album that draws heavily from my personal experiences and the people around me, and I am thankful to have been able to put those experiences into my songs. At the end of the day, music is supposed to be about love and expression, and I'm happy to have succeeded in that with this album.

JF: Y/N, I know that you and Taylor Swift attended the F1 Vegas GP together. What was it like to be at the race and see all of the action from trackside? It seems like you two had a blast together on social media.

Y/N: It was incredible to be at the F1 Vegas GP with Taylor. The atmosphere was electric and it was so exciting to see all the action from trackside. Taylor and I had so much fun together and we couldn't stop talking about the race and how awesome it was. We also got a chance to meet with some of the drivers and chat with them which was a special moment for both of us and I'm so glad I had Taylor there to share it with me.

JF : Well Y/N it’s been a pleasure having you here , everyone make sure you check out midnights by y/n thank you and goodbye.

Thank you so much for reading and all the love 🤍

[yingfelis]

Experiment on me Ms. Scientist!

Kiana Kaslana x Scientist Reader

Possibly ooc(?)

“Ms. Kaslana why are you here?” You asked with a blank face. The newly Herrscher of Flamesion just looked at you with an innocent smile.

“I’m here for a check up of course!” Kiana smiled as she sat on one of the tables in the room. You sighed at the girl’s cheery demeanor.

Listen, she was cute, but you chose this specific job for a reason. One of it being so you could do your research alone, without the unnecessary hassle of dealing with people.

“Ms. Kaslana, no matter how stupid you act, we both know that’s not my area of expertise. Also you just had one with Dr. Tesla a few days ago.” You countered tiredly as you sat in your chair and slightly spun it around to face the white haired girl.

Kiana averted her gaze from you, clearly guilty, but still tried to play it off. “Hmm did I now? Suddenly I can’t seem to remember exactly, maybe you should preform an examination—”

“Cut the crap Kiana”

“Gasp so you can say my name!”

Kiana faked an exaggerated shocked face as you grew increasingly done with her.

“Either get to the point or get out”

The girl gave you a pouted/sad look and you suddenly feel as though you’ve kicked a kitten. Nevertheless you shook it off and let out another sigh. (You could feel a headache coming in)

“I have several experiments and analysis’s to get to.”

“You can experiment on me, Ms. Scientist~” Kiana winked at you as you stared unimpressed.

“No.”

“Worth a shot”

Kiana visibly deflated and again you felt that stupid pang of guilt. God get it together, tripping up just cause of a cute girl.

“Alright so what will it take you to leave.” This was taking up too much of your time. Also you don’t know how much longer you can will your way out of this.

Kiana pondered for a moment, letting out a soft hum. “Well….. a kiss would be nice,” She said teasingly innocent.

You paused. Your face started to heat up

“Hehe look! I knew that would make you make such a cute face,” Kiana cheered happily before getting up.

“Don’t worry, I just wanted to see that reaction from you. I don’t actually exp—”

Suddenly Kiana cut herself off as she felt your hand on her face, stopping her from leaving. Then your lips brush up against her cheek. Her face lit up a bright read from being caught off guard.

“There. Happy?” You asked, slightly blushing too. In the end you gave into the cute girl. I mean who wouldn’t? (Probably not you since you’re reading this)

Kiana was stunned, she didn’t actually expect you to kiss her. Even on just the cheek, it was already enough to made her heart rate increase. She could only mutter out a small—

“Could you do my lips next please…?”

That was not what she wanted to say. Kiana internally face palmed, screaming at her stupid mouth for always moving before her brain could think. At this point fighting the Herrscher of Dominance was less painful than this moment.

“Really?” Your deadpan face certainly did not help with her current thoughts

“Erm- well you don’t— I mean I didn’t mean it yk… you… you just caught me off guard…”

Once again Kiana was left speechless as your lips met hers. Her eyes widened before she relaxed and leaned into the kiss. Kiana’s eyes shut fully as she let out a soft hum and her hand found yours, holding it gently.

You two stayed like that for a moment before you pulled away, face slightly red but eyes softened so enchantingly Kiana wanted to kiss you all over again.

Which she did

“Wha—“

You tried to protest but it all fell on deaf ears and you weren’t even trying to push the girl away at this point.

[zoe-is-amazingg]

Your just not my type Part One

Jock!Ethan Landry X F!Guitarist!Reader

W/C - 1.0 K

Summary - Ethan tries his best to impress you and date you, but you have other plans.

Warnings - Fluff, angst, alcohol use and mention, abusive relationships, seizures, vivid flashbacks, whore shaming.

A/N - This will have other parts and I will slowly put them out.

*Next Part*

You walk into school, your body hurting from the party beforehand. Your boyfriend, Bryce, has been on your ass from you ghosting him for a couple weeks now. You can't tell him that you've lost interest in him and as much as you love him what he did was unnecessary.

-- Flashback --

You enter the party that your friend, Tara said you should go to. You find no interest in parties unless you could bring your guitar and preform. You were just scared that your boyfriend would be there. He got drunk and threw a bottle at you a couple of nights ago. You aren't one for shit like that. Your mum was exactly like that. she would get drunk and come home all angry at you for something you didn't do. You walk into the kitchen and a red cup gets placed in your hand.

"Y/N! You're here! I didn't think you'd show!" Tara smiles as she walks up to you. You smile at her and hug her lightly. You place your cup down with no interest in picking it up again. "I didn't either." You mutter out. She frowns and elbows you, you look where her eyes seem to be looking at you and Bryce, is standing in front of you and you didn't even notice.

-- End Of Flashback --

Ethan comes up to you and smiles. "Hey, Y/N, I get that last night wasn't something you usually do, but there's another one tonight." You're done with parties for the rest of your life, last night, was a night you will never relive. "Ethan, I love the offer bu-" "I'll be there." He smirks. You sigh. You should of never went up to him last night.

"No." You sneer. Ethan's eyes go wide. He never got that tone from you and that's when he decided to leave the subject alone. He changes his surprised look to a grin when Chad comes up to you. "Y/N, Bryce wants to speak to you." He says and you shake your head.

"Tell that fucker to go die." You say, Chad rises his eyebrows and he and Ethan leave you to go to the fountain where all of the basketball players sit. That's what bothers you about Ethan and Chad suddenly finding such a big interest in you, if you didn't go to that party, they both wouldn't know you existed.

-- Flashback --

Bryce smiles at you and you take a step back. This was for him to notice that you had a problem with him, but he doesn't notice. "Y/N!" He yells out and goes in for a hug and you take a step to the side. He frowns at you, and you shake your head. You look to your side for Tara, but she isn't there. "Come on, you know I never meant to hurt you." Bryce claims lightly. You leave him standing there and go to the kitchen, you grab a drink and down it quickly.

You find Ethan and Chad, two basketball players on Bryce's team. You smile at them, and Ethan looks at you confused, and Chad just looks drunk. They both have a shot in their hands, and you leave them there.

-- End of Flashback --

You had no interest in going to Bryce, you said and did what you said and did last night and if he had a big problem can go die. But as he taps you, you knew you had to be civil. "Come on...You can't just ignore me forever, but I'm ready to let you get away with an apology." He says and you gasp, you never thought he would go that low and he's lower than a snake's asshole.

"Excuse me!" You half yell, knowing all of thoughts about being civil are out of your head. "I owe you an apology?! The fuck are you even on! I know that what I did was a little bit out of line! But Bryce! You threw a fucking bottle at my fucking head! Do you not remember kissing someone else!"

-- Flashback --

After a while you go to sit on the couch where Anika and Mindy were making out. You grab a shot glass from the coffee table and down it. "Girl! How's Bryce?" Anika asks once she notices you were sitting there. "Horrible, don't remind me!" You shake your head. Anika frowns and Mindy looks upset at the both of you.

You see Bryce standing with a girl, not just any girl, Brianna. She had always been the biggest bitch to you and when she called you a whore, Bryce just stood there and laughed. He had his arms wrapped around her and kissed her! On the. Fucking. Lips. Mindys' jaw drops. Anika looks at you and hands you a bottle of vodka. You don't get what you ever saw in him, it was one of those points in a relationship.

You take a long sip of vodka, and it burns your throat. But it felt nice, like that it was alighting a flame in you that had to be extinguished. A flame for revenge.

-- End of Flashback --

A/N - Btw i have a couple of requests so if you have requested smt and I have responded, dw, I was in the middle of writing this haha.

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

So I want to talk about Ed's anger. A lot of people seem to catagorize the Kraken as angry. And a lot of meta has been written about how actually it's a defense mechanism not anger. But I am having a lot of feelings about how fucking scared he is.

Like I've made visual references. We see Ed angry four times that I can identify and one of these times he's also feeling other things.

Like he's a screamer. I've said it ever since the beginning, he's an intense guy and he feels his emotions pretty intensely. He's a screamer, is what I'm saying. He doesn't hold back his emotional response.

But all of the Kraken scenes whatever emotions he's having in that top video are certainly not the same emotions he's having in the Kraken scenes.

(I hate the fact that it won't let me upload more than one video I had videos)

But the scene I want to zero in specifically on is this one.

I'll just describe the scene for you. Izzy says his little "this is Blackbeard, not some namby pamby in a silk gown pining for his boyfriend," line and then Ed slams him against the wall and says in a very low, quiet tone "Choose your next word's wisely dog" and his face looks like this

And then Izzy brushes his hand against Ed's face and makes it incredibly weird.

To me that doesn't seem like anger. That's not how Ed expresses his anger under normal circumstances. Under normal circumstances he gets loud, maybe he breaks something. I think this particular choking thing is a performance. Because to me this voice sounds closest to the voice Ed is using at Story Time when he's specifically trying to be menacing to the crew. (specifically while he's telling the story of how his dad dies and then again when he says "She just might answer") It doesn't sound exactly like that because he's directing it at someone in an aggressive manner, but that's what it sounds the most like to me.

Basically he's preforming Blackbeard for Izzy right now, not having an angry outburst. I would like to posit that this is because the emotion he's experiencing right now is fear, not anger. This is akin to a fawn threat response (i.e. immediately trying to please or pacify the threat in order to avoid conflict.) It just looks different because pleasing and pacifying Izzy looks different than pleasing and pacifying other people.

And Izzy gives him some....

Positive(?) feedback. Feedback that means it's working.

Then then next time he does anything violent it's after he's had time to think. He throws Lucius overboard. He's not angry in this scene either

He fucking smiles at Lucius, does a full on Kubric stare, and acts pretty numb about it after he does it. He's laying it on thick with the "I'm Evil" bit in that scene. And then during the toe scene, that fucking voice shows up again whatever he says right after he says "open up" is in that Blackbeard TM voice.

Ed hasn't once in the show before this bothered to hide or temper his emotions, he's an incredibly expressive man (or a highly emotional person as David Jenkins has described him), but in every scene in between when he lets go of the fabric and when he's alone in his room crying motherfucker is going for the Oscar, he's got a full mask over his emotions. Izzy showed him in the scene where he touched his face that this would work in terms of satisfying him that blackbeard's back so he performs and performs and performs. Why? Because he's afraid, not angry. Blackbeard is and always has been a suit of armor for him.

And this is supported by him saying "I am the Kraken." The emotion we're coaxed to associate the Kraken with is fear. Ed introduces us to the concept of the Kraken by telling a story about the scariest thing he's ever seen. Then the first time we see Ed truly afraid and he has a PTSD flashback to killing his father, it's followed up by him crawling into a bathtub and confessing that he's the Kraken. When the Kraken originated we see Ed's face morph from a face of terror to a face of determination, he kills his dad, and then Ed's own capacity for violence becomes his worst fear, and the reason he doesn't kill people directly.

Anyway. He's not mad (in either sense of the word), he's terrified.

[eveningepiphany]

Mistletoe | H.S

summary: you’re with the band at anne’s house the week of christmas and harry points out you’re both standing under a mistletoe.

warnings: swearing, friends to lovers, kissing, soft harry, suggestive sexual material (no smut, but part two does have!)

a/n: this was originally not going to have any sexual stuff in it but I couldn’t help myself. I also think I’m gonna write a few christmassy imagines because they are absolutely adorable and I love the vibe they have. <3

part two!!

merry christmas everyone x

———

Giggles from all the boys echoed across the lounge.

Cups of cocoa were held in everyone’s hands, blankets draped over us in bunches. Christmas was only 5 days away— life was good.

“‘M nearly out of hot chocolate.” Harry pouts from your left.

A Christmas movie made quiet background noise, and Anne chuckled from across the couch.

“You’re a whiner,” she teased, standing up from where she sat.

She was sporting a green Christmas sweater, “Well, early morning for us, don’t forget.”

She was definitely headed off to bed, and everyone had to be up and ready to get on the road to the BBC breakfast morning show you had. Practically a One Direction pre-Christmas special, since it was still 5 days till Christmas.

You and the boys— well expect for Harry, who’d drive back here with Anne— are flying home for your Christmas break after that.

“Yea, think I’m gonna rack down s’well.” Liam says, pushing from the mound of blankets he was under.

And once one of you cave, the rest usually follow suit, specially knowing you had to be driving the hour and a half to BBC, meaning you had to be up early. You’re expected there at 6:30am and ready to preform by 8:00am.

Everyone starts to disperse from the living room, the TV and Christmas lights getting flicked off, cups finding there way into the dishwasher.

Harry is brushing his teeth in the bathroom when you enter to do the same.

He gives you a smile, his pearly teeth peeking through the foam.

You put your toiletries on the bathroom bench, pulling out your toothbrush, layering some toothpaste on it.

You both dance in the mirror, laughter muffled by a mouthful of toothpaste.

He’s in a red Christmas sweater— which is admittedly too cute for you not to fluster a little at the sight.

You’d figured being so close allowed you room for such feelings to linger, even though you never really know where the line was with them.

Where exactly the platonic feelings bleed into romantic ones— and how normal it actually was.

He was easily one of your best friends, so you try not to entertain these thoughts.

He makes that difficult.

Once you’re both done brushing your teeth, he is eyeing your hair.

It’s let loose, and he wastes not a second longer before sinking his fingers into it.

He combs through it with his hands, tongue darting out the corner of his pink lips as he plaits it at the back.

“What are you doing?” You laugh.

“Pass me a hair tie.” He states.

You truffle through your travel bag, finding one at the very bottom.

He loops it around the end of his work, with a proud little smile on his face.

“Gotta keep it in, mkay?”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, Harry.” You roll your eyes with a grin.

He follows you out the bathroom, and you’re both headed the same way.

“It will! You wouldn’t want me to be tired tomorrow would you?”

“Tired and grumpy.” You add, knowing how he gets in the morning, like he’s got the world on his shoulders.

“‘M not grumpy! You’re grumpy.” He huffs.

“You both are!” Niall calls from the spare room he’s staying in with Liam.

“Shut up Niall.” You both say in sync, laughing as you run up the stairs.

You were taking Gemma’s old room, which had since been converted into a spare room now she’s moved out for college.

Harry was staying in his room, which you’re sure he’s enjoying being back in his own bed for a bit.

Anne’s room was the only other bedroom up here, down the other end of the hall.

“Woah—“ you say, coming to a stop as you see the window overlooking the town lights.

It’s down Harrys side of the upstairs living space, and you find yourself walking straight over to look out.

There’s a small reindeer shaped lamp that’s turned on, lighting part of the area up with a dim bit warm glow.

“You can see the Christmas lights in town from here.” You point out, a small smile on your face.

You both stand and look out, comfortable silence enveloping you. Even though it’s not your home, you feel at home.

Maybe it’s Harry’s presence, or the small town nature, you’re not sure. But fuck does it feel nice.

After a minute or so, you begin to move, but his hand grabs you.

You fumble to a stop, heart jumping at the feeling of his hand on your arm.

Just friends.

“Harry?” You ask, confused.

He’s smiling at you, meekly, “look.”

He points up and you still.

There are a sprig of little leaves hung on the roof above you. Mistletoe.

“Oh.” You whisper aloud.

“Did you— do you— sorry?” You’re baffled, because if he’s implying you follow through with tradition…

He laughs a little, but theres a nervous air around you.

Maybe he was just pointing it out for a laugh— to scare you a bit.

He moves to press his body close to yours, and you draw in a sharp breath.

You can smell him, that warm toasted vanilla smell that is always radiating off him. It’s sweet and woodsy in nature, comforting in a way you just want to bundle yourself up in it.

“Cant break tradition, can we?” He says, arms skating up to your hips.

“You want to kiss me?” You whisper.

The house is hushed around you, everyone pretty much in bed now.

He doesn’t answer your quiet question with words, instead he nudges your chin up with his nose, moving to place a warm kiss on the pulse point of your neck.

You shudder at the sensation, the way his soft lips feel against your skin.

It feels so wrong and so right all at once.

He moves up to the junction of your neck and jaw, peppering kisses along it, slipping up to your cheek.

You catch your lips on his cheekbone, and you feel any resolve against going further slipping from your grasp.

“Harry…”

“Just tell me if you want me to stop.” He murmurs against your skin.

“Tradition. Gotta stick to tradition.” You reason aloud, but you both know this goes far beyond that.

Usually people stuck under mistletoe share a quick peck if romantic feelings aren’t present. It doesn’t get dragged out, no laying soft lips over as much skin as you can. Unless it’s a hallmark movie, you suppose.

“Mmhm.” He hums against you, lost in the feeling.

You’re not 100% sure who makes the first proper kiss.

He’d pressed a kiss that caught the corner of your mouth, and you kissed the dip between his chin and bottom lip. He’d grazed your upper one, you’d pushed into it.

Like neither of you wanted to take the blame for it, be the one to initiate it.

Before you know it you’ve both sealed your mouths together. Let’s just say it was probably a mutual move.

It was slow, perfect and deliciously warm.

Your hand came up to his face, cupping the ridge of his jaw— pulling him infinitely closer.

His own hands are up slipping up to your hair, “Careful, don’t mess up your work.” you say, not wanting him to screw up the plait he did.

He laughs, taking his hands to your torso, beginning to slowly map out your body, feeling the different dips and curves of it.

He gently takes your bottom lip into his mouth, sucking it carefully to see your reaction.

Your stomach drops to your feet at the feeling, toes curling in your fluffy socks.

“Shit.” You whimper as he lets it flick back into place with a pop.

“Y’fuckin’ kidding me, Y/N.” He says into your mouth.

“Your lips are bloody perfect.” He pulls back a little, letting his thumb come up to skate over your swollen, wet lips.

You kiss the tip of his finger, and he visibly tenses.

If you hadn’t already breached the point of no return, this would be what did it.

You take it just into the seam of your lips, letting your tongue swipe over it.

He draws in a laboured breath, clocking you like a hawk as you slide your mouth down to the knuckle of his thumb, sucking on it a little.

“Y/N… fuck.” He groans quietly.

You slip a little further down, looking up at him to catch his eye.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ. Don’t do that— don’t look at me like that.”

You glide your mouth back to the top of his finger to speak innocently, “Like what?”

“Don’t be coy, y’know exactly what you’re doing to me right now, darling.”

He pulls back from you, and it visibly takes a lot of strength not to give into how bad he wants you.

Instead he compromises, taking your hand and leading you into his room without a word.

“As much as id like to lay you down in my bed and lick into till you come around my tongue,” he pauses, watching your reaction as he says that, knowing he’s wound you up good and proper.

“‘M not doing that while my mums just down the hall and our band mates are down stairs. Because you would not be able to keep quiet.” He shuts the door behind you both.

“So, cuddling it is, sweetheart.”

You’re dumbfounded at how blunt he just was. Dumbfounded and incredibly turned on.

“You can’t just say you want your head between my legs and then follow it with telling me we’re just going to cuddle.”

“Nothin’ wrong with a good cuddle.”

“But I’m—“

He cuts you off, “horny, I know, believe me so am I.”

He pulls your hand to feel his groin, where his cock was perked up in his sweatpants— he was certainly hard under your hand.

“Oh. Oh…” you stutter out, before he pulls it away again.

He shucks the sweater he was wearing over the top of his head, leaving him shirtless— and his tattoos completely visible.

You let your eyes wander along his toned torso and back, watching intently as he pulls the soft green doona cover of his bed down to slip under.

You stand for a moment, and he looks expectantly for you to join him.

“Cmon, Y/N, please?” He draws out the please, and you roll your eyes.

“You’re a goof.” You say, getting in with him.

“Big spoon or little spoon?” You ask once you lay down.

“Well unless you want my boner pressed into you, probably little.” You laugh at the situation you’ve thrown yourselves into.

It feels very different, yet very normal at the same time.

“I’d be just fine with that, I just don’t know how your little guy would cope with it though.”

“Little?” He challenges, pulling you into him so you can feel him rut against you.

“Oh stop it, I was kidding don’t take it so personally.” You grin, swatting his hands from your waist. Admittedly, from what you’ve felt tonight, he feels anything but little.

You pull yourself close to him,trying to fight away the December chill, and he smiles. It quiet for a few heartbeats, you both just enjoying each others presence and warmth.

Without warning he captures your lips with his, and you give straight into it. It’s not rushed, just soft and slow.

You kiss and kiss, tongues dipping between both of your mouths and you feel yourself growing tired. They become sloppy and laced with drowsiness— yet are still just as beautiful.

He pulls himself back with a small inhale, and places a final soft peck on your chin before pulling you further into his chest.

“Night, lovely.” He whispers, sounding blissful.

“Goodnight, Harry.”

———

you can find part two here <3

[alicentflorent]

The whole Larys/Alicent bothers me not just because it’s another example of the writers fetishising female abuse and unnecessary ableism but simply from a writing perspective it doesn’t make any sense!

Naerys and Rhaella Targaryen were one of the most victimised women in House Targaryen but even then I would shout “jumping the shark” if George implied some lowly Lord can make them preform unwanted sexual acts.

So if it’s unrealistic for these two how tf does it make sense for Alicent??? She’s the most powerful woman in Westeros, one word from her Criston would gut Larys, Aemond would feed him to Vhagar, Aegon would have him executed, hell even Viserys would do something!

She’s so above him in the pecking order it’s insane, but the writers don’t respect her so this is what she’s been reduced to.

I agree it’s absolutely nonsensical and there’s no way he’d get away with sexually abusing the queen of the seven kingdoms. No matter how much blackmail meterial some random lord would have on a royal, they’d be losing their tongue or their head at the mere suggestion of sexual favours in exchange for information or their silence. Vaemond lost his head, with no arrest or trial in front of a crowd for calling Rhaenyra a whole and no one did anything so Larys has nothing over Alicent.

Even if I was willing to suspend my belief enough to think Alicent wouldn’t pull rank and threaten him with execution for kinslaying at the mere suggestion of sexual favour - let’s say Alicent is so used to being abused and used that she feels powerless to stop it - it’s still a huge stretch to believe any targaryen Queen would be abused by a lowly lord

I also find it highly unlikely that criston wouldn’t figure it out something was wrong given that he’s her personal guard and would likely be outside. He spends enough time with her to notice if she was in distress or if she would arrange for him not to be around with larys there he’d get suspicious and given that he killed a man over a disrespectful comment towards Ali, and got away with it, he would brutally murder Larys over assaulting her and face no consequences. Aemond is also very perceptive when it comes to Alicent and her emotions so he might get suspicious of Larys, who would then become a dragon snack before Aemond even gets the full story. Aegon despite being shown as lazy and uninterested in the goings on would also jump at the chance of feeding larys to sunfyre. I’d argue that Otto, the hand who is essentially acting in place of the king wouldn’t allow his daughter, the queen, to be subjected to sexual exploitation by a lowly lord and would likely have larys report to him with any information with the constant threat of execution hanging over him. Even if they want to strip Alicent of her power and autonomy, the idea that the powerful men (bc they love saying she lives in service of men) in her family, her loyal murderous guard and even her sickly king husband would allow this to happen for 6+ years and just wouldn’t notice I’d ridiculous.

I’m sure they’ve got some weird thing about using sexual abuse to punish Alicent for “choosing the side of men” and also keeping her in a victim role, instead of a leadership role. even when she is supposed to be the most powerful player in the room. The fact that they allegedly wrote a scene where blood rapes Alicent during the murder of her grandson, in front of Helaena and the children, a scene disgusting enough that Olivia outright refused and caused her, Matt and Emma to call a meeting last year to get the scene removed from the script just solidifies for me that they’re doing exactly what d&d did by using rape and SA as shock value and torture porn. At least d&d never tried hiding behind a “feminist perspective”