#riven x male reader

[zaceouiswriting]

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.34

Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga

Warnings: Non-consensual advances

(Please welcome our beloved, golden retriever-like, loyal, maybe a little possessive guy, Brandon…I mean…Sky.)

When we finally get to the house, I ask the soldiers to let us down again. Although my new friend's knees were still pretty wobbly, she could stand mostly independently with some help.

“I give you permission to leave!” The two soldiers salute once more before disappearing into the ground and returning to where they belong.

“They were good men, weren’t they?”

I couldn't help but sigh heavily. "According to legend, they were the best in every sense of the word," I tell her, unable to hide the sadness in my voice. "Apparently, there was once a ritual where the best soldiers of each generation were sent to join the ranks of the legendary hidden military unit of the Deep Rock Legion in case we needed an army of incorruptible and fiercely loyal soldiers. But in the long run, it ruined our population. Of the ten million we had left after the orbital crash, there are now just over seven million left, and my grandfather isn't helping."

"Your grandfather? But that would mean-"

I quickly realize my mistake. Until now, everyone thought I was trying to boast about myself by calling myself a prince. But now that I've talked too much and I'm desperate to make new friends, I know I can't lie to her anymore.

“I am the crown prince of Gyonos and, therefore, its guardian fairy, the last fairy in my world after my grandfather.”

She gasped when I shared my revelation with her, and before I knew it, she had come over to me and pressed her slightly plump body against me in a way I hadn't experienced often in my life: a hug so warm that a few tears rolled from the corners of my eyes.

For the first time in ages, I feel like I can let myself be seen crying in front of someone, and maybe it's selfish, but I take full advantage of it. I cry into her head, as she is tiny compared to me. To my surprise, she doesn't walk away but stands there and speaks in a warm, comforting voice, telling me that everything will be okay in the end and how much I want to believe her words, but I know better. I have seen the truth behind people's attentions, fallen victim to the betrayal of those closest to me, and experienced death many times. I didn't cry when he died, not after I had to let him leave my arms when our posts were overrun by those monsters. I will never be able to forgive the Scallierds or forget what they did and what they forced me to do.

I hold her for what feels like an eternity. But when I finally let go of her, she looks straight into my watery eyes. Her blue-green eyes shimmer with what I can only describe as a motherly concern, a desire to be there for me emotionally, and I couldn't be more grateful.

“You should go inside, it’s late and cold,” I tell her quietly.

She smiles kindly. "You should, too. After all, you're probably just as exhausted as I am." Her voice is warm, really like a mother's.

"Sure, but I would like a few minutes to myself before I return to my personal dark world or, more commonly known, my dorm room.“

She nods understandingly, wishes me goodnight, and goes inside, leaving me under the star-studded night sky. I wait until she's gone before turning around and looking across the large, empty field into the forest beyond. I take a deep breath, raise my right hand, and see it shaking. My magical reserves feel depleted; the healing processes and summoning of those soldiers were too much for my fairy core. I need to train; I can't even fight a specialist like this without being knocked to the ground in seconds.

I feel frustration building up inside me. How could it be otherwise? I've gone from being a prodigy in magic and weapon combat to this pathetic excuse of a fairy. I would be unstoppable if only I could access the abilities contained in the crystallized cores of my ring. But how? I hold out my hand holding the ring and marvel at it. Somehow, it only looks normal now that the two cores are in it, surrounding my family's crest in its center. Many have an initial letter, but my family decided to fill it in with our entire crest, as detailed as possible in this small form, with the only exception being that the two sword-shaft-like pieces of metal always hung off the sides. I always thought that happened over the eons the ring was used, but now that the two cores are safely clammed underneath them, I realize there should be something in them. But what? If it's for magic cores, then why aren't there three? What does my family or planet have two of?

I ponder these questions for a while, only coming back to myself when a cold breeze sends a shiver through my body. This is the best time to go back inside. As soon as I step into the building, a fleeting sigh of relief comes over me. 

With my eyes closed, I enjoy the warmth heating my cold bones. But when I open them again just a minute or so later, confusion fills me. I try to reach out to protect myself, but before I can, I'm pulled off my feet, my rear end grabbed, and my front pressed against a warm, muscular body. Before I know it, my legs are wrapped around that person's waist, and we are no longer in the foyer. He carries me around until he finally forces open a door and mindlessly slams my back against a metal shelf and then my head against some boxes. A groan of pain escapes my lips as the metal stabs into my back.

But before I could react, soft lips were on mine. Shock floods through my entire being as the moment has taken me completely by surprise. My eyes widen, forcing me to stare at him. There, pressing me against the shelves and trying to push his tongue into my mouth, is Sky. I couldn't believe it. He was always so gentle and kind, but now he's carrying me around and kissing me without my consent. I try to push him away, but he feels like an immovable object, heavier than a mountain. I even punch at his rock-hard pecs as I feel myself slowly falling into him. And before I know it, our lips move in perfect harmony; my mouth even opens slightly as he grips my ass a little tighter. His tongue swallows my moan. My hands land on his back. But suddenly, I can feel him smirking against my lips, making me wonder if this is what he wanted.

My hands quickly move from his chest, where I have only shown him aggression, to his neck and pull him closer to me. What is that feeling—this warmth deep in my stomach? Or this tingling further south?

Even though hundreds of these thoughts of the strangest feelings are racing through my head, I can't let go of him. His woody smell, mixed with the sweetness of something in his mouth, intoxicates my senses. I feel the desire rising for him to continue and take what he wants.

This time, not even the thought of him and his senseless death could spoil my mood, as I feel safe and even desired in Sky's arms.

"I fucking knew it." I hear him suddenly grumble. When I open my eyes from the daze, I see Sky's blurry image, his pale face flushed and his expression serious, if not angry. When I try to say something, he pushes me roughly against the shelf, his legs pushing up. "You've wanted me since you first saw me."

I can only stare at him in confusion, but he is already kissing my neck, biting me gently, and whispering things in my ear that were dirtier than anything I'd ever heard before. Something was clearly wrong.

I hold his face in my hands and try to get him to look at me, but when he finally does, his expression turns angry. Before I know it, his hand is around my neck, his grip is tight, and he is choking me painfully.

"But then I saw you with the girl and these two huge men. I couldn't believe it! Before I could make a move, you had already gone out and found yourself some toys."

When he calls my stone soldiers "toys," my heart starts to burn. How dare he call honorable men that? He has obviously misunderstood something, but when I open my mouth to clarify, his grip on my neck tightens even further, so much so that I can hardly breathe. He seems to have lost his mind, but what can I do?

"Sky!" I barely manage to say, but he's not listening. Instead, he talks about me, telling me what a selfish wanker I am for allowing both Riven and Sky to touch me and defile my body for him. 

I can't believe the Gaul of him thinking I would stay pure for him, and then suddenly, something bursts out of him that he probably didn't want to say. He shouts out what I already suspected, namely that he and Sky have switched identities.

The fact that he lied to me for so long hits me the hardest. I thought I could trust him; after all, he always came to my cell when I was a prisoner, cleaned me, and fed me one by one to torture me like the wild animals they are, but that was obviously just wishful thinking. It makes me angrier than I probably should have been, so I turn the tables. Finally, I grab him by the neck and hope he lets go, but he starts grinning in a sinister way. It sent cold sweats down my spine to see something so vicious on the face of a man who always seemed like a puppy.

"I fucking dare you," he said through pursed lips, staring madly into my eyes, "Squeeze harder, I dare you!"

I've never felt so intimidated before. Is there something wrong with him? Suddenly, his grip on my neck tightens enough to easily snap it; no doubt there will be many bruises afterward. I have to make a decision. If he keeps this up, I will surely die.

"Brandon!" I yell, making him stop. Confusion is clear on his face, his eyes glowing with dawning realization. His hand quickly withdraws. As I gasp for air, he holds me upright, one of his hands behind my head and the other trying to protect as much of my spine as possible. He begins to apologize endlessly, like a child found with his hand in the cookie jar.

I try to breathe, but my throat burns painfully. Yet, I push against his chest again; this time, he lets me down but still holds my body upright for a minute. My body is at its limit from the rapid healing before, and the now compromised state is just too much. Thankfully, it only takes a short time before the rest of the healing magic still coursing through me at least helps to ease the swelling in my throat, just enough to let me breathe evenly.

I want to lecture him, scream at him, and let all my feelings out, but his glassy eyes tell me he's not there. Hopefully, it's just the clearly smuggled alcohol and not something more serious.

I try to get past him, but he quickly tries to hold me back. He mumbles something about me catching my breath, giving me hope that even in this situation and condition, he's still trying to help me. But it feels wrong because none of this was consensual, as if he's trying to clear his conscience of what he did to me here in this... in this supply closet.

Somehow, the place we ended up in while making out makes me feel even worse. Am I just a toy to him? Did I misjudge his personality? Is he really a player who breaks people's hearts? I feel so stupid, so silly. Why did I let this happen? I could have prevented everything, but I didn't. Why?

"Please, I- I was just so overwhelmed-"

Before he can spit out his lies, all I see is red, and anger shoots through my veins, just like it did on the battlefield. Can I control it this time? My anger had always been uncontrollable, like I was an explosion just waiting to go off. But this time, in this small room, surrounded by Brandon's intoxicating scent, it doesn't seem to be able to happen, even though my anger threatens to boil over. The overall emotions just weren't there. It was almost as if the last explosion had balanced me unknowingly out. 

But that couldn't be. How could the death of my true love be the catalyst for my anger to subside?

[Masterlist]

[supercap2319]

Y/N sighed in relief. The Ogre and its ghouls were gone. For how long? Y/N couldn't say, but for now, they were gone. He glanced to his right as Stella's brightly colored wings disappeared. "He was getting on my bloody nervous." She said.

The Hunter Troll was taken care of, too. It was in a giant chasm in the ground thanks to four young men wearing armor and weapons at their backs. They appeared to be Y/N's and his sister Bloom's age, but probably a little bit older if he had to guess. He locked eyes with one of them with gorgeous blue eyes as Stella started to introduce said blue eyes and his friends.

"Bloom? Y/N? These are the specialists from Alfea I was talking about." Stella said.

"How's it going?"

"How are you doing?"

"Hi."

"Hey."

"Meet Riven." Stella indicated to a young man with light brown hair and blue-ish green eyes. He had a mischievous smile, and Y/N could tell right away that this guy was a troublemaker.

"Brandon." She indicated to the tallest male of the group. He flashed Stella a smile. "How's it going, Princess?" From his tone and Stella's body language, it was obvious that that they had the hots for each other.

She moved on to the next guy. "Timmy." The young man with reddish brown hair and blue eyes smiled at Y/N and Bloom, giving the twins a friendly wave and shy smile in the process.

The final one was the one who Y/N locked eyes with. The one whose hair was a golden coiffed peak of a helmet. He was cute and definitely had that heroic vibe you see in movies and TV shows. The summer tan and muscular muscles underneath his shirt were a good indication that this cute guy definitely didn't miss a workout in his life.

"The blonde one is Prince Sky of Eraklyon."

Y/N's eyes widened. "Wait, he's a prince? Where's his crown?" Y/N blurted out.

Bloom blushed with embarrassment in front of the cute guys, who smirked and laughed at Y/N's question. Sky turned to him with a smirk, showing a row of perfect teeth. God, Y/N hated him already. "I left it at home in my giant castle."

"You have a castle, too?"

"Nah, I'm just fucking with ya, mate." Sky smirked.

"Ass." Y/N smiled. "Who knew you had jokes, Blue eyes."

Sky chuckled. "I have a name, you know."

"Don't care. Blue eyes suits you." Y/N smiled.

Brandon cleared his throat. "I hate to break up the flirting, but we gotta get this guy back to Silva." He pointed towards the Hunter Troll.

"Right. Specialists? Let's move." Sky said in his most commander voice he could.

They cuffed the troll and opened a portal and sent the creature through, as they all said their goodbyes one by one. Sky turns to Y/N and smirks. "I sure hope I'll see you at Alfea."

"You can count on it, Prince Sky." Y/N smiled.

[mordredisacoolname]

LA WINKS CHARACTERS: SNEAKING UP THEIR WINDOW

MALE READER

Characters: Bloom Aisha Stella Musa Riven Sky Beatrix Silva Dane

CW: mention of spicy times, age gap in Silva's part (reader is over 18)

Note: I've only watched season 1 so I'll add more characters later on

BLOOM- she just started drifting to sleep when she heard light tapping on her window. Opening her eyes she saw you signing for her to open the window. When you slid in you laughed at her surprised look. "What are you doing here?" She had asked, but you just smile and kiss her.

Bloom will be nervous at first, but than she'll ease up and will drag you to her bed to talk, not risking anything else to not wake up Aisha.

AISHA- she was doing her homework, quietly to not wake up Bloom who was already sleeping when she noticed you waving outside the window. She instantly started worrying as she thought something happened. She opened the window letting you in "did something happen? Are you ok?"

Reassuring her everything is fine and you just wanted to see her, she'll tell you how irresponsible you are and try to shoo you away. You will eventually surrender and leave, but not before teasing her and kissing her goodbye.

STELLA- she was getting ready to sleep when she heard a tapping on the window. Turning her head towards it she saw you waving at her. She smirks, going to the window and letting you in. "Hey handsome" she said and kisses you deeply, feeling your hands wrap around her waist.

She has no problem with it and is happy you came. She'll invite you to bed, sitting on top of you. You'll have to be quiet, no matter what you do, but you do have your privacy as the other girls all sleep in other bedrooms.

MUSA- she already sensed you coming up, so she opened the window and sat back down on her bed, taking her headphones off. You slid to the room and saw her smiling at you. "Hey" you said and hurried to jump on her taking her head in your hands and kissing her. "Hey yourself" she said drawing you closer to her.

She likes this hour of night, when everyone is asleep and she has her peace and quiet. But sometimes it gets lonely, and she enjoys your company, laying together, making out, and other stuff.

RIVEN- most of the time he's snicking to you, but this time you were the one climbing through his window. You texted him to open it a few minutes before, and now he was laying in his stomach facing the other side, smoking a joint (sky was finally somewhere else, so he could smoke in peace). You went up to the bed climbing up, and squishing him with your whole weight. "Ugh Jesus" he complained while you held his wrist and took a puff, kissing his neck in the process.

You'll joke around and smoke for a bit, deciding to have fun a little bit, starting with shotguns and kissing, and than continuing your activities.

SKY- opening the window he harshly whisper asked you what are you doing here. When you told him you wanted to hang he said "wait for me outside". Pulling his shoes on he hurried down to you and took you by the hand to a less visible place.

He likes sticking out with you but worries that someone will see you coming to his room, so you just go outside to a more private place and hang there, when he is visibly more relaxed.

BEATRIX- she was reading a spells book when she saw you gesturing for her to open the window. She put the book aside and opened the window. Smirking, she didn't let you in yet "did you want something?" She asked. "Come on let me in" you pleaded. When you were both inside you hoped on her bed, lying on your back with your hands behind your head. She claimed on top of you and started kissing you.

She loves when you snick inside her dorm and distract her, making her worries go away and just have fun.

SILVA- he was working on taking his gear off when he saw you climbing up to his window. With a shocked expression he opened the window and helped you gat inside. "What the hell are you doing here?" He asked stunned "just want to hang with you" you said sweetly and came up to him wrapping your hands around him kissing him deeply. "And what you just decided to climb up my window and ignore the door?" He said amused between kisses. "I didn't want Farah or Ben seeing me, it's only my second year teaching here and as far as I remember they didn't like me very much as a student"

You continued making out eventually getting to bed to do more than just kissing.

DANE- he gaped in surprise when he saw you at his window. Letting you in he quietly closed his door not to wake up his roommate. "Hey-" he didn't finish his sentence as you grabbed his face kissing him. "Hey" you said when you parted from him. He smiled and grabbed your waist, telling you it is a pleasant surprise while you were dragging him to his bed.

You didn't snick up to his room often, but when you did he enjoyed every moment. Sometimes you just sat together rumbling about random stuff, and sometimes you did more. It really depends on both of your moods.

[maycat-19-142]

Winx specialists headcannon

A/n: how they would react to you sacrificing your self and earning enchantix. Enchantix is earned by saving someone from your home world. This is not all of the specialist there is no Brandon and nabo because it struggle to write them.

⚠️:female coded reader but still Gender neutral, getting hurt,explosion, mentions of revealing clothes, spelling mistakes. Let me know if I missed anything.

Contains: Sky, Timmy, Rivan, Helia, nex

Sky

Sky was so scared till he saw icy hit you hit. He ran over till a light surprise him. When you lowered back to the ground with enchantix. He was looking in awe when you got reunited he was compiled you on the achievement

Timmy

He was looking on from the owl you flow back with the boom of the explosion from stormy. You soon started to glow and then enchantix. You landed on the owl's roof after the whole thing ended he ran yiu to You and just hugged you

Rivan

He is protective we all know that. So when he saw you get hurt he was MAD. After a minute of him trying to attack darcy who hurt you. So when you gain consciousness again you transform to enchantix he was extremely surprised 😮. He was more protective because enchantix is more revealing than charmix FYI

Helia

He is more relaxed than every one else. But the moment you got in a fight protecting someone from your home world with stormy he was on the defense. He got the other winx to take on the other trix. He tried to get a hold on stormy with his gloves but you got hit. Then enchantix hit you and you defended stormy. The moment you were safe he was glued too your side

Nex

A/n: this is the only gif I could find

He is also like rivan protective. So the moment you got in a fight with icy over the protection of someone of your home world he was on the defensive. So he tried to distract icy. Finally you got hit and started to glow with enchantix. As soon as you were safe he was as admitting you new and larger wings.

I'm back in my winx obsession. Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

[smuttysabina]

Motherhood, with Jihyo

(Male Reader x Jihyo, 1900 words) Pregnancy, pregnant sex, milk, creampies, Mommy fetish, motherhood.

Jihyo has always been a "Mommy". Her voluptuous curves, her stern yet nurturing nature, her kindly face, her charismatic domination, her enormous breasts; all of these factors helped to define Jihyo's maternal inclinations. But after getting impregnated by Once, these inclinations have blossomed into something that transcends common motherhood. Jihyo is no longer simply a Mommy, she is The Mommy of Idols, the undisputed matriarch of breeding and love. Along with a boost to her charisma, pregnancy has bestowed upon her physical gifts as well. Her already capacious breasts have swollen even larger to accommodate the milk being produced within them. Her toned body has been sheathed in a fresh layer of flesh to fuel the new life within her, rounding out her curves in a most attractive manner. And of course, her toned belly has swollen outwards, bulging from beneath her breasts as it nurtures the child within her. Taken all together, Jihyo now resembles an ancient fertility goddess, benevolent and beautiful, filled with desire and love...

Like all idols, Jihyo has a depthless sex drive, a gaping abyss of desire fueled by the constant acclimation she receives. Unlike many of her ilk though, Jihyo effectively channels her lust into her ambitions and beliefs, making her a superb leader in dance and song as well as in ah, breeding. Like all idols, Jihyo's natural instincts and fetishes have been blown all out of proportion by her condition; resulting in a perverse affection towards impregnation. Due to the more, benign direction of her sensuality, it is rarely noticeable aside from an implacable insistence on creampies. Jihyo is not a whore-goddess like Jennie, indifferent atop a mountain of drained fans as she mechanically fucks them into unconsciousness. This restraint has kept her fellow members of Twice in check as well, if their leader is not visibly outrageous in slaking her lusts on stage, how can they be? Not that Twice is not riven with degenerate fetishes, merely that they keep them more subdued far better than other groups.

So it is a crisis then, that as Jihyo's belly swells ever larger, so does her sexual appetites. Her pregnancy has driven her nearly mad with lust, and it is all Twice can do to keep their beloved leader from doing something... drastic. And no, getting bred on live tv by nearly a thousand fans is nothing to get excited about; its positively banal compared to Rose pegging a government official during her speech before the public. Thus, Twice feed an ever growing river of fans into Jihyo's room, desperately throwing bodies at the problem in the hope that she will be satisfied until birth. All the while though, they worry about their own condition, soon all of them will follow suit and get knocked up by Once. And when that happens, Twice will become insatiable... but perhaps Jihyo will discover a solution to the coming cataclysm. The girls can only hope that their leader will save them once more; but until then, Jihyo continues to fuck with all the virility of a young mother.

An atmosphere of panic fills the Twice suites, staff hurrying everywhere, the girls directing the chaos with barely restrained hysteria; Jihyo has awaken from her slumber and requires... entertainment. All around you a febrile stir of lust passes through the fans gathered for today's session, all of you keen to experience Jihyo's motherly love. Through the grace of God (Jihyo), you have managed to secure a place at the front of the line, and are more than a little excited to make love to her unsullied sex. Jihyo's bedroom door suddenly slams open and Chaeyoung staggers out, her cheeks ballooning as she hurries over to a potted plant were she noisily voids her stomach. Nayeon and Momo rush over to comfort her, and from what you can hear Chae was forced to gorge upon her leader's pussy, drowning in her squirt and turgid cum until her stomach was filled to bursting. Momo courageously flings herself through the door to buy her compatriots time to organize the fans into proper order for upcoming gangbang. Nayeon dashes to you, dragging you towards the bedroom with unseemly haste, her eyes wide with terror as she gabbles unclear instructions. Then you are practically flung through the doorway, and finally encounter her.

Jihyo is radiant, everything you could possibly dream of. Her breasts hang heavy over her swollen belly, her thick nipples dark and erect, her thighs curve seductively to support a staggeringly large ass. Every inch of her is sheened with sweat and oil, accentuating her beautiful skin and giving her a softly radiant glow. A dark, tangled path of hair shrouds her pussy, already soaked through with heady juices. Even the scent of her is enough to send your reproductive system into overdrive, your hind-brain blaring at you that the woman before you is fertile. Jihyo wears a sweet, welcoming smile with ease, wordlessly inviting you to spend your virile seed inside of her again and again until you are drained... As you move to embrace Jihyo, your eyes flicker to the side of the bed, where Momo sprawls; ass in the air, a truly gargantuan dildo juddering in her pussy. As she hugs you tightly, Jihyo discretely tosses her blanket over her fellow Twice member; there's no need to worry about Momo, just focus on Mommy...

Your tongue wrestles with Jihyo's as she slowly maneuvers you towards the bed, caressing her inflated belly and groping her hefty breasts. With a sudden bump, she collapses backwards onto the bed, already opening her legs wide in anticipation of your rigid manhood. Faced with such an alluring proposition, you don't bother with any more foreplay, and simply plunge yourself into her. Jihyo's pussy is soaking wet. Her slick, sticky juices tenaciously cling to your cock, providing you with euphoric lubrication as you fuck her. Any idol can get wet, but Jihyo is positively dripping all over your cock, smearing your balls with her creamy fluids, thrilling your cock with exotic sensations. Motherhood truly becomes of her, so it is only natural that you moan her true vocation to her as you fuck her. Jihyo herself gasps with pleasure as her pussy devours your cock, reveling in pleasure as your hands grasp her swollen belly for leverage. The sloshing noises reach a crescendo as you increase your pace before orgasm, before subsiding to slow loud meaty slaps as you climax. Both you and Jihyo groan as your thick seed spews into her, coating her pussy in another layer of murky cream.

It seems a profane disservice to pull out of Jihyo, but at her urging you allow your cock to feel the cold kiss of the bedroom's air once more. But your dick is not kept cool for long; rolling onto her side to support her weighty belly, Jihyo motions you towards her flush lips. You happily comply, letting Mommy slurp your conjoined juices off of your shaft with startling enthusiasm, lowering yourself until you are parallel on the bed beside her. Gradually, you find yourself on your back, while Jihyo works your cock until it is once more stiff at attention. With a dreamy look, she scoots forward until her breasts engulf your entire dick, smothering them in warm, soft flesh. Squishing them together, Jihyo kneads her boobs as she uses them to stroke you, until tiny pearls of liquid weep from her nipples. You sigh with pleasure as Jihyo uses her milk to lubricate your tittyfuck, your tip now bright red when it peeks out from between her tits. Spotting this, she promptly latches her mouth around your cockhead, her cheeks hollowing even as she relentlessly uses her breasts to massage your length. Your second load fountains directly into Jihyo's mouth, filling it with such quantities of seed that she is forced to swallow twice.

But Jihyo is not done with you yet, pulling herself atop you she kisses her way up to your face. She grinds her soggy crotch against your own, eager to receive your long hard love once more. Her heavy breaths moisten your neck, as she urges you to get it up once more for her, to get it hard again for Mommy. Combined with the aphrodisiacal fluids marinating your cock, Jihyo's entreaties allow your manhood to make one last heroic stand; defying your mortal limitations for the goddess atop you. Who in appreciation of your efforts, will do the draining without taxing your already exhausted body. Leaning back, Jihyo moves your cock along her sodden sex, your tip hidden within her bush and she massages it with her folds. Then, to your surprise, she moves it even further back, and promptly sits on your cock, burying it within her ass. You nearly cum from sheer excitement, Jihyo's anus is far tighter than her pussy, rapaciously forcing you deep inside of her with every thrust. She bounces atop you, the child within her adding extra heft to her ride, slamming against you remorselessly. Such is the force of Jihyo's fucking that her pussy lips open themselves, revealing to you the pulsing pink hole you so recently were plowing. Jihyo uses one hand to balance herself, while the other plays with her hair, before descending to massage her leaking breasts. With an animalistic grunt, Jihyo cums around your cock, her coils clenching tight around you as she leaks all over your chest. Now her ride is punctuated by wet slapping sounds that reverberate around the room, an announcement to all of your lovemaking abilities. It is all too much for you; your balls mightily exert themselves one final time, depleting your last reserves of sperm to impregnate Jihyo's infertile guts. Who only stops her steady bounces when your flaccid cock flops out of her vice-like asshole, she pouts down at you, surely you have more for Mommy...?

Jihyo lowers herself down onto you, wide ass in the air, resuming her motherly blowjob as she encourages you to rise to the occasion once more. But your cock is utterly spent, shriveling within her mouth even as her suction grows ever more stringent. You are rescued from a horrible fate by the sudden arrival of another fan, who plunges within Jihyo's exposed pussy without warning. She groans at the unexpected pleasure, forgetting about you for a moment as she enjoys the raw heat building within her belly. Strong hands yank you off of the bed, Momo's strained face fills your vision as she pulls you to safety. She drags you through a back door, into a room filled with cots and stocked with enough supplies to satisfy an army. Dahyun glances up from a couch where she was busy cleaning her nails, an eyebrow cocked in elegant bemusement. Which quickly turns to dismay as Momo collapses beside you, messily extruding the massive vibrator still within her pussy with a gush of fluids. Dahyun gingerly tends to her fallen group member, ignoring you entirely until her friend has been taken care of. Only then does she drag you onto a bed, before giving you a speculative glance. You know, Dahyun does have some aphrodisiac laying around if you want to... Oh never mind, you're about to pass out anyways...

[davidlikesguys02]

School Slut

Word count: 1,268

Warnings: 18+, blowjobs, rimming, choking, rough sex, cumming in ass, riding, you call Riven Daddy, Slut male reader. Shower room sex.

M/n: male name

E/c: eye color

N/n: nickname

GIF not mine

Kinktober 2022

You open the door to the shower room and notice that no one’s in there, you walk over to your locker and unlock it. You grab your white towel and your clothes and begin to undress yourself. You put your dirty clothes in your locker and wrap the towel around your body, you walk over to the showers and turn the water on.

You wait for the water to get warm and after a few seconds you remove your towel and stand under the warm water, you wait for your hair to get wet and finally you put some shampoo on your hands and lather it on your hair. You fail to hear the door to the shower room open, all of the sudden you feel someone begin to kiss your neck. You throw your head back moaning “mhm” “you like that?” You nod recognizing Sky’s voice.

“Told you he’s a slut” you open your eyes and look to your side, you see Riven laying against the wall. Sky uses one of his hands and grips your head making you look up at him, you watch as he leans down and connects your lips. You moan into his mouth and feel as he pulls your body closer towards his, you grab his cock and begin to tug at it “don’t start something you can’t finish M/n” “you can finish anywhere you want Sky”

He looks into your eyes with lust and desire “hey what about me?” You turn to look at Riven “come here” he walks over to you and you pull him into a kiss, he pulls away from the kiss and you lean in ti whisper into his ear “I know you want to fuck me Riven” he grips your face and leans in closer “god youre such a fucking slut” you look into his eyes “you know you love it” he leans in and connects your lips.

You pull away from the heated kiss and get on your knees, Sky walks over and stands next to Riven. “You boys ready?” They both nod, you grab Rivens cock and begin to jerk him off and you look at Sky as you begin to take his cock in your mouth. You begin to bob your head up and down loving how you were making Sky moan. You take Skys cock out of your mouth and turn your attention to Rivens cock.

You slap his cock on your tongue before you take his cock into your mouth, you begin to suck Rivens cock like it was a lollipop “shit you were made for sucking dick N/n” sky turns the water off and walks behind you. He lays in the falls on the floor “raise your hips M/n” you raise your hips and watch as Sky slides under you, you feel as he grabs your hips and pulls you down towards his mouth.

You feel as his tongue begins to explore your hole, “shit Sky keep doing that M/n loves it” Riven looks down into your e/c eyes and smirks “you’re so beautiful M/n” you feel as he grabs your head and begins to thrust into your mouth. You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head from the pleasure Sky and Riven were giving you.

You turn your attention to your aching cock and begin to jerk yourself off, you moan around Rievens cock as you feel your climax approaching. “Shit I’m close M/n” Rieven takes his cock out of your mouth and begins to jerk off on your face, you feel as cum lands on your face “fuck”. You begin to roll your hips on Sky’s face and feel as the knot in your stomach finally breaks, you cum into your hand “ahhh” Sky comes up from under you and whistles.

You get up and lay your face in the cold tile, you use your hands and pull your ass cheeks apart “who's going first boys” you watch as they begin to play rock paper scissors and after a few seconds Sky comes out victorious, he walks over to you and aligns his cock into your hole.

He grabs your hips sinking you in his cock, “mhm Sky” he grabs your hands pulling them towards him and begins to thrust into you “ah ah ah” the only thing that could be heard in the showers was skin slapping on skin. “You feel so good M/n” “harder Sky” he began to thrust into you harder hitting your prostate with every thirst. “Mhm mhm” “want me to cum inside of you baby” you nod “please”

He keeps abusing your prostate with his cock making you see white spots in your vision, “Sky I’m close” “cum for me” you close your eyes tightly and feel as you finally cum all over the tiles in front of you “fuck your milking my cock M/n” he delivers one final thrust into your hole and you begin to feel as his warm cum invades your insides.

You feel as he slowly removes his cock from your hole, he lets go of your hands and leans into your neck and begins to suck on it. “You’re mine now” “I’m yours Sky” you turn around and look at Riven “your turn big boy” you watch as he lays in the floor “come to daddy” you walk over to him and lay in him leaning down to kiss him.

You align his cock with your hole and sink down making Rieven moan, he grips your hips and begins to thrust into you at a rough pace. “Riven” you roll your hips and love as his face scrunches up in pleasure. You lean down and begin to kiss him, you clench your ass and feel as he moans into your mouth. You pull away from the kiss “you like that daddy?” He nods “I love it”

You begin to shake your ass on his cock and feel as he digs his nails into your hips, “you close daddy?” “yes” you keep moving your hips and after a few minutes you feel as he grips your hips and sinks you on his cock “fuck” you feel as he cual deep inside of you “were not finished yet” you begin to rock your hips again chasing your own pleasure.

You look down at Riven and watch as he begins to let out small wines “be good boy for me Riven” you feel as his cock constantly hits your prostate and after a few minutes you finally cum all over Rivens stomach. You lean down and kiss him “you did so good for me Riven” “thanks N/n” you get up and walk over to Sky and join him under the water “we should do this again” Riven comes up from behind you and begins to suck on your neck marking you.

“You’re ours M/n” “I’m yours” the three of you begin to wash your body’s. “Well this was fun boys” “yea” they both said at the same time, you wrap the towel around your body and grab your stuff and walk out. You feel as you bump into someone on your way out “I’m sorry” “it’s okay M/n” “Silva” “M/n” you lean in and whisper into his ear “wanna go to my dorm Silva?” He grips your neck and pushes you against the wall “why are you like this M/n?” “Because you like it” you grip his growing cock through his gray sweatpants, you pull him into a kiss. “Come it’ll be fun Silva”

[undercoveravenger]

Under the Canopy of Trees

Written for my 2021 Halloween event.

Pairing: Werewolf!Riven x Male!Reader

Prompt: “werewolf riven x male reader were the reader is walking through the woods and one day Riven corners him. Reader happens to be his mate and they kinda fall in love after he changes back to human form”

A/N: This is the ninth piece for my Halloween event. The next piece will be released Thursday, October 21st.

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The road home from Alfea College had always been a little eerie with towering pine trees boxing you in on all sides and making the trail seem dark and isolated. You’d made the trek through these very woods for the last several years as you worked towards your degree, but in the last few weeks you had begun to feel as though you were being watched whenever you came too close to the treeline. A few times you had thought you’d caught sight of a large animal, but it always vanished too quickly for you to be sure.

Even now, as you were on your way home from a study group that ended far later than normal, the weight of eyes on you had the skin on the back of your neck prickling uncomfortably. You found yourself walking faster than you typically did and wincing whenever you heard a bush rustle or a twig snap.

After the third false alarm, you finally forced yourself to ignore the sounds of the forest and focus instead on making your way home before night fell. Your plan seemed to be going rather well actually, until a hand caught you by the strap of your backpack and tugged you to a stop just before you crossed the treeline.

“And where do you think you’re going?” A deep voice murmured, deep and smooth and far too confident, warm breath ghosting over the shell of your ear as he spoke.

You tensed at the sensation, heart sinking as you realized that all those suspicions of being followed had been correct. “I’m going home.”

“Then you’re going the wrong way,” the voice teased, grip shifting from your bag down your arm to take hold of your wrist and tug you around to face him.

Your eyes widened as they locked with a pair of dark chocolate ones before taking in the rest of the stranger’s appearance, from his wild brown curls and pale skin to the way his clothes seemed to have been torn and mended many times over to the light dusting of stubble across his jawline. He was undeniably attractive and you felt a strange sort of pull toward him, though you weren’t sure why.

Your brows furrowed as you glanced over your shoulder in the direction that you’d been heading, “I’m pretty sure that I know the way back to my own home,” you retorted.

“I don’t know that you do,” he said, grinning widely as he looked at you. You tensed as his smile revealed the sharp points of a set of fangs where a normal person’s canines would be. “Because you seemed to be under the impression that you’d be able to leave this forest.”

If the appearance of his fangs hadn’t been enough to set you on edge, his words certainly were. You less-than-subtly tried to pull your hand away, and his hold tightened reflexively. “Trust me,” you said, hoping that your voice sounded more confident than you felt, “I will be.”

“Trust me,” he echoed, smirk deepening as he looked at you, “You won’t be,” the words escaped him in a low growl.

Your eyes narrowed and you jerked your hand away, a rough breath hissing out of you as a sharp claw tore through the skin of your wrist.

“Fuck-” The stranger jerked forward reflexively, taking your hand in his and examining your wound. “I’m sorry- This wasn’t supposed to happen.” He huffed releasing you with one hand in favor of digging through one of his pockets and eventually pulling out a bandage.

“You say that like you had a plan?” you murmured, raising an eyebrow pointedly as he began to loop the fabric around your forearm.

He let out an embarrassed chuckle, dark eyes flitting up to meet yours, “I did.” He was quiet for a moment as his gaze dropped back to your wrist, “I thought I’d come up to you and say something suave and you’d fall for me.” He huffed out a despondent laugh, “Hell, if I hadn’t been watching you long enough to know that whatever this was wasn’t going to work.”

You were understandably confused, eyes darting between the brunet and the careful way his fingers were dancing over your arm. “Why were you watching me?”

He opened his mouth as though to say something before thinking better of it. “You’ve already noticed that I’m not… normal. People like me- werewolves- tend to find people that we’re drawn to. It’s kind of like fate, y’know?” He kept talking, like his question was more rhetorical than anything, “I think you’re that for me, but I just hadn’t gotten up the nerve to talk to you until today.” He glanced up at you with a flustered blush clouding his cheeks, fingers still toying at the end of the gauze, though he’d finished tying it off several moments prior. “I kept telling myself ‘tomorrow, Riven; you’ll talk to him tomorrow’ but then today you were so late that I was scared I wouldn’t get the chance at all.”

You couldn’t help the small grin that tugged at the corner of your lips, “You could’ve just asked me out for coffee,” you teased.

The stranger- Riven, you figured- looked up at you, shocked. “Would you have said yes?”

“Dunno,” you shrugged, a sudden playful mood striking you, “Maybe you’ll have to ask me on my walk tomorrow and find out.” With that you tugged your hand out of his grasp and turned back down the trail, shooting him a wink as you left the forest and a dazed werewolf behind you.

There was no way you could’ve known it, but as Riven stood there for a few long minutes after you took your leave, he came to realize that meeting you had firmly cemented what he had long suspected; that you really were the one he’d been Meant to meet. He had already begun to count down the seconds until he could see you again by the time he turned to head back to his own home deep under the canopy of trees.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Being Stella's best friend and Bloom liking you

Request: Yes or No

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"You think he likes her?" Stella asked, frowning as she watched Sky and Bloom, a first year, talk. You looked up from your phone, following the blondes gaze and chuckling softly.

"Is Sky into gingers?" You asked, looking back at her with a soft gaze. Stella let out a sigh, shrugging.

"Maybe, I don't know."

"Stells, she's a first year. Guys like Sky always want to play heroes and help around the first years. Guys like Riven like the bang them. Is Sky like Riven?" You stepped infront of her, directing her gaze back onto you. Stella lightly shook her head, becoming more relaxed.

"Nobody could get over me, anways." Stella said, straightening her posture and shooting you a wink. You chuckled softly, glad to see typical Stella around rather than gloomy Stella. Sky had been good for her but it was understandable why they broke up. You had gotten a lot of shit for not dumping Stella aside.

"I'm gonna head to the cafeteria." Stella said, giving your arm a squeeze before walking away. You watched her do so, turning towards the specialist and fire fairy. You walked over to them, blinking when Riven got in your way.

"Did Stella send you on a mission? Must be nice being her sidekick. Did you help her blind-" You covered his mouth with your hand, watching his eyes widen. You let your hand drop, looking at the ice covering his mouth and preventing him from speaking.

"God, Riven, you're so much tolerable when you don't make noise." You grinned, stepping aside. You lifted your hand slightly, making ice appear beneath his feet. The ice crawled up his legs until it reached his knees, keeping him in place.

"See you around, Riv." You cooed, walking away from the Specialist. Sky took notice of his best friends distress and flailing, excusing himself to help him. You watched him jog by, chuckling softly. You looked at Bloom, making eye contact with the ginger. Her green eyes flickered around, bouncing off object to object as she tried avoiding looking at you directly.

"Bloom, right?" You asked, stopping infront of her. You gently twirled some of her hair around your finger. Bloom cleared her throat, nodding. She finally looked at you, obviously nervous.

"Did you, uhm.. Did you do that to Riven?" Bloom asked, looking over your shoulder. You turned your head, chuckling when you saw Sky holding a lighter to the ice in an attempt to melt it.

"Perhaps." You answered cooly, looking back at her with a coy grin. Bloom gave a small nod, smiling nervously.

"T-That's like, super cool." Bloom said, frowning and furrowing her brows afterward. "The pun was totally unintended."

"Well, at least your puns are accidental, unlike Riven's." You turned to face the Specialist, flicking your wrist and watching the ice retract. You grinned when Riven spun around to face you. You grabbed Blooms wrist, pulling her along.

"Up from a run?" You asked, looking back at her. Your gaze flickered to Riven, who had broken out into a jog. Bloom nodded.

"Y-Yeah, sure!"

"I hope you're fast."

Gifs aren't mine.

[bump1nthen1ght]

Animal Instinct (Werewolf x Reader)

Pairing: Male!Reader/Male!Werewolf

Warning: NSFT Content up ahead (18+ only), Non-Con, Predator-Prey Dynamics, Degradation

Word Count: 2454 words

Summary: You're caught by the beast hunting you, but he makes it clear killing you isn't his goal.

Request: Could ya do a Male werewolf x Male reader. And make it like a predator and prey scenario which turns spicy (SMUT) Plssssssssss😙

A/N: I’m gonna be honest y’all, this one is SPICY 🌶. I’ve added a short optional aftercare scene at the end, which establishes it as a consensual roleplay between two lovers, mostly because of the intensity of this piece. But if straight non-con is your thing, then enjoy!

The bite of the branches sting as you push through them, tearing at your clothes and leaving small scrapes along your skin. But anything is better than what runs behind you, taunting and screeching it’s horrible laugh.

“You can run all you want! But Imma still get you!” The voice cackles, the sound of large branches cracking as he easily tails you. The thump of his paws grow louder and louder, but you keep running anyway. A part of you says its fruitless, but a larger part of you is focusing all your energy on just fucking moving.

Don’t look back, Don’t look back, Don’t look back- That sickening hyena laugh rings through your ears as you are tackled to the ground. Tiny pebbles scratch your back as you and your assailant fall into a clearing in the forest, his large body pinning your shoulders to the ground. You clench your eyes shut, praying for this all to be a dream. That all you’re feeling is an extra heavy quilt your mother threw over you, not this….this thing.

“Gotcha.” He whispers, his wet breath blowing right past your ear. You scrunch up your face and jerk your head to the side, trying to avoid the muggy scent. He chuckles. “I told you.”  He leers, a drop of saliva dripping onto your cheek. “Now,” He grabs your jaw, the tips of his claws pressing into your skin, and forces your head towards him, “Look at me.”

You hesitantly open your eyes, blinded by the shocking white canines which hang above you, dripping with drool and exhaling hot breathes of exertion. Your eyes dart up, trying to avoid  his gaze, but his claws dig even deeper into your cheeks. “I said look at me, bitch.”

You suck in a deep breath, eyes finally meeting your attacker’s.

One is bright golden, glowing in the darkness, while the other is a faded white. The dull pink scar that runs up the left side of his face goes right across it, only adding to his menacing veneer. His smile is sickly, conniving, and he has the gall to pat your cheek; A reward for listening.

“Good, good. Now, ain’t that a handsome face?”

You don’t answer, the beast’s claws still pressed dangerously close to your neck. You gulp and the creature smiles, relishing in your fear. You can’t help but yelp when his wet nose presses against your throat, taking a large whiff. The creature shivers, his tongue lolling out in pleasure.

“You smell so delicious.” He takes another sniff, right up against your Adam’s Apple. “I love it when they run. Makes it all the more….” His long tongue licks a stripe up your neck, running from the clavicle all the way to your jaw, “Tantalizing.”

He keeps his right hand tight around your jugular while his other slides down your chest. His claws begin to catch on the fabric, tugging until it begins to leave small holes. You force your eyes upward, afraid to ask what he was doing. He eventually reaches the bottom of your shirt, where he grows impatient with his own teasing. In one quick movement, your entire shirt is ripped clean off of you. Goosebumps rise across your skin as your torso is exposed to the outside air. Your chest heaves with anxiety.

“Please.” Your voice begs, tears at the corner of your eyes. “Please just do it quickly.”

The creature clicks his teeth, tossing aside the tatters of your shirt and pulling his face away from your neck. You meet his gaze. His hungry, lusting gaze. He licks his lips, admiring  your flushed and sweaty skin. He traces dangerous circles around your nipples with his claws, enjoying how you jump at the contact.

“Sorry, little one.” He grabs the back of your head,  limbs moving so fast you barely have time to react, pulling you in for a passionate, sloppy kiss. His canines nip your bottom lip and he easily forces his tongue down your throat. You gag and thrash your upper body around, but his body weight has you pinned and his mouth is ravenous. When he finally detaches, a string of saliva still connecting your lips, he only smiles and whispers, “I intend to take my time tonight.”

He digs his claws into your hair and yanks your upper body upward and off the ground, your elbows pushing back to support the awkward angle. He lifts his lower body off yours, revealing his tattered shorts and massive bulge. It sends shivers down your spine, feeling your  stomach drop as he hastily undoes his trouser strings with one hand. Your scalp stings as he keeps it in place, right before he pulls out his cock. Your eyes widen and the creature cackles in delight. He spits into his paw and slathers his cock as he strokes it quickly, the hot-red tip being only inches away from your face.

His cock is thick, girthy and still almost eight inches long. Prominent veins run up the underside and converge at his head, which curves slightly upward. The skin of the shaft shines as his saliva lubes it up.

The creature yanks on your scalp and presses the tip of his cock up against your lips. You clench them shut, but can still taste the slight saltiness of his pre-cum. The creature tightens his grip on your hair and lets out a low growl.

“Open up.” He sneers, pulling on your hair when you falter for a second. You slowly open your mouth, praying he’ll take it easy on your poor throat. Before he slips his head in, the creature lets out another snarl. “Don’t even think about using your teeth. You won’t like me when I’m pissed.” You nod, the tip of his cock slowly resting on the tip of your tongue.

The creature doesn’t shove his cock down your throat, to your relief. Instead, he slowly forces your lips wider and wider as he slots it into your mouth, lavisciously moaning as he feels you clench and gag on his size.

“Oh yeah, that’s the stuff.” His cock hits the back of your throat, pressing uncomfortably up against your gag reflex. The creature licks his lips and his eyes roll into the back of his head. His claws dig into your scalp once more, but he avoids cutting your skin. When he looks back down at you, tears dropping from the corner of your eyes, he smiles. “Not that it would help you right now,” The creature says with a small thrust, forcing you to nearly choke. “But the name’s Riven.”

Another thrust and you try to ignore the overwhelming urge to vomit. Riven picks up his pace, his sweaty fur pressing up against your cheeks as he begins to fuck your face. His heavy balls slap your chin as he pulls out until only an inch as left, right before shoving you right back into his crotch. His moans turn into contented purrs and howls, his humps becoming sloppier and sloppier with each minute. Each thrust pounds the back of your throat, tears now freely flowing down your cheeks. You close your eyes and just focus on not scratching him with your teeth, lest it be the last mistake you make.

“Unng, gods. You were made for this, huh?” Riven strokes up your jaw with his free hand, before slowly moving down to your neck. “My little fucktoy. Throat just perfect for cock-sucking. Fuck!” He moans, stuck in his own ramblings as you try to not taste the salt of his dick. “Such a handsome boy, just asking for someone to shove their dick in your mouth, aren’t you?”

If you had the ability to form coherent thoughts any more, you might have shaken your head. But all your energy is spent on sending your consciousness away from here, trying to breathe through your nose and not choke on this beast's giant cock. Riven licks his lips.

“Oh, I bet you want it. Yeah, I think you do, little slut.” Riven pulls his dick out of your mouth and you gasp for a breath of fresh air. The taste of his dick still lingers on your tongue, and slobber runs down your chin and off his dick and rivulets. Your eyes begin to blur, but are brought back into focus when Riven slaps your cheek. A playful one, but still very jarring. “You’ve been so good to me so far. I’ll give you what you need, as a favor.” Your eyebrows quirk, befuddled, not letting the hope that he’ll let you go simmer in your chest. Riven wipes away the tear tracks that mark your face. It’s a shockingly romantic gesture.

But then he shoves your face into the grass, turning you so you lie on your stomach, and hastily ripping off your shorts. You didn’t think it was possible, but your stomach drops even lower, your heart seizing as you feel his claws fondle your ass.

“No, N-no, please-�� Your mouth is shoved back into the grass, your body shaking as the wet head of Riven’s dick begins to circle around your asshole.

“Shut up and let me treat you.” Riven spits onto your butt, rubbing his saliva into your tight hole. The tip of his forefinger begins to press into the ring of muscle and your body instinctively tries to move away. Riven grabs your shoulder with one hand and pins you down. “I’m not always this nice. Fucking enjoy it, ungrateful slut.”

Two of Riven’s fingers force their way into you and the guttural whine that comes from you makes Riven laugh. You clench your eyes shut, burying your face into the rough ground below.

Please, just make it quick.

You pray, knowing the creature would never listen if you asked.  

Riven spreads you open with his fingers, pushing and pulling at your insides, only just grazing at the sensuous spot; The spot that sends jolts of electricity down your body, the one that makes your knees shake. They only tease and hint at what’s to come, bringing you only a hint of pleasure.

He pulls them out, quickly lining up his head with your asshole. You murmur more prayers into the ground, trying not to give him the satisfaction of your pleas.

His cock feels even bigger than when it was in your mouth, but Riven still takes his sweet time inserting himself all the way. His claws dig up the dirt, his breath washing over your neck as he leans his chest over your back. You can feel his thick fur rubbing against your t-shirt, moist and thick with sweat. He grunts as he slowly enters you, and growls into your ear when he’s reached the base. He whispers to you, voice stuttering,

“T-told you you 're made for this.”

Riven begins to hump, his hands moving up to your hips to pull you back against his crotch. The noises that leave you, tiny whines and whimpers, are unconscious and impossible for you to keep in. Riven moans and lets out long breaths as he fucks your asshole, his claws pinching against the thin skin of your pelvis as his thrusts in frequency. His dirty-talk is cut short as he simply enjoys the way you suck him in; He can see the way your body tenses and jolts every time he hits your prostate.

Riven loves the fucked-out look you have. You don’t realize it, but your tongue is sticking out of your mouth. Your muffled cries are all he needs, especially with how delicious your ass feels around his cock. Tight and barely-prepared, your beautiful back arching against him only brings him deeper inside you.

Black spots dot your vision as Riven rails you into the ground. Your hips have started to go numb from the brutality, the white scratches on your hips barely leaving an impact on your nerves. But that overwhelming heat remains; that tightness in your belly that reminds you where you are and what you’re feeling. You hate it, hate it so much, but the way his cock presses against that spot feels so good.

Your muscles slowly lose control and go limp from the pleasure, and you feel Riven’s thrust get more and more impassioned. You squeal as he fucks you harder and harder, that crashing wave slowly reaching its peak.

“Cum on my cock. Then I’ll fill you up, like the good little bitch you are.” Your fingers curl into the grass as Riven’s dick twitches inside you, his moans uncontrollable as he reaches his own climax as well. That knot in your belly slowly begins to snap; Closer, closer, closer-

“Fuck, fuck!” Streams of hot cum fill your asshole and you feel your cock jerk as you orgasm as well, cum staining the grass below. Riven lets out a powerful howl as he rides out his orgasm, his thrusts weakening as shoots more and more of his cum down your ass. His claws push you back one last time before he slumps over you. The smell of wet-dog and semen attacks your senses, but it’s like your entire body has lost its will to move. You fall into the grass, soaked in sweat and totally exhausted. Riven’s body weight lies on top of you. Like a humid, disgusting blanket.

“Absolutely perfect for me. My perfect little mate.”

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(Optional Aftercare)

It takes you a second to catch your bearings, your long breaths taking up most of your energy before you can even think about speaking.

“That was….really good.” You sigh, still struggling to catch your breath and slow down your heart rate. Your boyfriend sighs, nuzzling into your back and nodding.

“Yeah. I wasn’t too much, was I?”

You shake your head, cheek still plastered to the grass. “Nope, just enough.” You give him a thumbs up. Riven laughs, the vibrations rumbling against your sore back.

“That’s good. Sorry about the slap, I was really in the moment.”

“Please, you couldn’t hurt me with a love-tap like that.”

Riven moves to push himself up, maybe to protest how strong he actually is, but his shaky arms give out on him and he collapses onto your back. You let out a small ‘ooph’

“..I guess that checks out.”

The two of you giggle, body’s still interlocked and exhausted. Riven runs his fingers, without his claws, up your sides and nuzzles into the back of your neck. You reach back and begin petting his shoulder. Riven’s tail lazily wags behind him.

“Love you.” He whispers, pressing a kiss onto your skin.

“Love you too.” You yawn, stretching your sore neck. “Now get off of me, you smell horrible.”

“Hey!”

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Can I request a fate fic? If not, that's okay.

Pairing: Sky x fairy!reader x Riven

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Riven used to be an open book, sharing his world with Y/N since they were but children. She never had to ask, she knew when he was in a foul mood before he ever uttered a single word.

Everything changed when they started studying at Alfea. Separated in different congregations as a fairy and a specialist, Y/N didn't know how to remain friends when Riven was purposefully avoiding her.

He was her fix for life, the one she thought would be her endgame once they're old enough, yet she couldn't stop him from leaving her in the dust as he met new friends, as he changed irreversibly.

She doesn't feel him anymore, their connection failing with the emotional distance. She isn't a mind fairy, but she wishes she is. Perhaps then she'd know if he loves her still.

He's changed too much, too quickly, she can't even recognize him anymore.

Heart bleeding, she watched as he lost himself in other fairies, specialists, anything willing with a heartbeat.

Fingers trembling, palms tingling, she imagines his hand in hers, but the warmth is impossible to imagine. She was never cold before, but she feels so cold without him by her side.

"You look a little lost", a male voice beckons her to lift her head. Her eyes meet the blue, cheerful ones and it's impossible to remain in a somber mood when the guy's dashing smile reaches her.

"I was", she smiles genuinely. "I'm not anymore."

Offering his hand for her to take, he watches her take it reluctantly. "I'm Sky", he gives her hand a gentle squeeze. She could never imagine a guy of his size to be so gentle.

"Y/N", she breathes out. "You have a very fitting name."

"How so?"

Shrugging, she tucks her hair behind her ears shyly. "Your eyes are as blue as the sky."

Chuckling, he runs a hand through his hair.

"You must hear that all the time", she averts her gaze as a scarlet blush adorns her cheeks.

Sitting beside her, Sky shakes his head. "Actually, no. Not many girls come up to me."

Her head snaps in his direction in genuine surprise, "I find that hard to believe."

Clearing his throat, his smile falters and she finds herself wishing to make him smile once more.

"They say I'm intimidating", Sky admits.

"You don't seem intimidating", Y/N's eyes fix on his. "I'd like to get to know you better."

"Really?" Sky's lips part as she nods excitedly.

"Very much."

"How about lunch? I just have a quick class now and I'm free after."

Inhaling deeply, she nods. "I can wait, if you want to."

"I do", Sky blurts out. Grinning, he stands and only then does Y/N notice his clothes. He's a specialist.

"Alright then. I won't move", she crosses her fingers as he walks backwards toward the field, his smile never losing its brilliance.

She watched him join Saul Silva, hoping he's one of the older students. As Sky sparred, she silently cheered from the sidelines. She didn't notice anyone but Sky and the clear superiority in every move he makes births pride in her thundering heart. Just as he dropped his opponent to the ground, Sky turned to her and winked only for Y/N to giggle and shake her head fondly.

She didn't notice her once best friend coming on the field late or the glare he sent her when he picked up on the flirtatious interaction between his roommate and the girl he was once close with.

Heading straight for Sky, Riven enters her view and her smile is erased.

"My turn", Riven smirks at Sky. Glancing at Y/N, Riven gives her a small wave before turning to Sky.

"Shit", Y/N whispers under her breath as her eyes widen.

Riven is fast, quickly blocking Sky's attacks while successfully landing a few blows himself. Everyone gathered to watch, giving Y/N a faint idea of their rivalry.

"COME ON, SKY", she cheers loudly. For a split second, Riven looks her way but it's long enough for Sky to use the chance and force Riven to the ground.

Pissed, Riven refuses Sky's hand and gets up on his own. Heading straight for Y/N in his agitated state, Y/N's heart jumps. She was never afraid of Riven in the past, but she didn't trust the new him anymore.

Holding out her hands, she instantly summons her flames that dance in the darkness of her irises, setting her eyes aflame as well.

"Seriously?" Riven snorts.

"I should be asking you that!"

Shaking his head in disappointment he scratches his chin. "Nice to know where we stand."

Scoffing, Y/N wills her flames to grow. "I don't even know who you are these days. Pardon me for wanting to protect myself."

Sky pushes Riven aside, "Leave her be!"

Chuckling darkly, Riven nods to himself. "Gladly."

As he walks away, Y/N's flames die down as her bottom lip quivers.

"Are you okay?" Sky asks, breathless.

She nods meekly, holding tears at bay. For once, she didn't think of Riven and he still appeared in time to ruin her chipper mood.

She loved Riven, she truly loved him once. All that love had turned sour in her heart over time and now? Now it's hate.

Tags: @organabanks

[zaceouiswriting]

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.31

Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga

Warnings: None

(Let me introduce you to Brandon. Please ignore his hair and eye color. It's almost impossible to find someone with sky-blue eyes and golden hair. Just imagine that he has both. Thank you.) (Also, before anyone asks: Yes, the Brandon (Who knows, knows) we saw in the Winx Saga is handsome, but in my opinion, he just doesn't fit.)

Eating at the cafeteria was quite awkward, as Sky and Brandon had sensed the awkwardness between Riven and me. However, I told them that I still thought he was a psychopath and hoped that this would help cover up what happened between us. When I looked over at him, he seemed relieved and even smiled cheekily, almost as if he liked that I thought he was crazy and kept our incident a secret.

Even though the situation with Riven happened over an hour ago, I can't get that stupid glint in his beautiful indigo eyes out of my head.

Upset, I thrust my sword down harder and accidentally split a tree in half. I move gracefully like snow slowly falling down the Bargener mountains. It almost feels like I'm dancing—moves I've never done before. Up until this point, I've always fought efficiently to kill. But now that none of that is around, I can finally let go.

I move like one of those dancers on the stages of clubs young nobles like to go to, where a story is told only through dancing. I never really liked it, though. It was boring, and even now that I'm doing something similar, I still don't like it, but the movements just feel right. Honestly? My body feels a lot more exhausted than usual. Normally I would have to train from morning to evening to get even a bit tired. But with so much movement, the sweat is dripping down my forehead after just an hour.

In the middle of a particularly long circular motion where I twist and turn several times, I initially press my sword between my eyes against my chest, but then let go and hold it in one hand while I go in the other direction with my free hand. However, I quickly pull back as I notice my turns becoming sloppier and hold it tightly to me instead. As a final act, I carefully move my free hand to my sword and snake my arm upward, holding the blade up, until I firmly grasp the handle with both hands. Suddenly I stop and thrust the sword forward.

Nothing happens for a second, until the tree I'm aiming the sword at gets a big hole in it, and many trees behind it look similar.

I feel oddly proud of it and smile mischievously. Especially since I know someone who can help me heal these trees, the picture of the girl from the forest flashes in my mind.

But suddenly something lands on my head, pulling me out of my prior thoughts. Soon after, I feel a sharp pain where this small animal stands. As I reach up, I can feel feathers. I grab it quickly, as one should when handling a small bird, immediately and effortlessly removing it from my scalp and moving it before my eyes.

"You little shit," I mutter under my breath, "how dare you peck at me?" As I stare at it, a strange sensation comes over me, almost as if its striking blue feathers are pulsing. I stroke it down to its front, just above the heart. Pressing my thumb onto it, I find what I expected. Lifting my gaze from his chest back to its eyes, I couldn't hold back a wide grin. All the while, its black eyes gleam fearfully back at me.

But I don't say anything else. Instead, I put the little bird in my pocket, careful not to hurt its wings. Since it is warmer now than recently, I walk briskly around the house.

As I rush through the front door, there are still many people milling around, talking and even giggling. Some of the girls even talk to the boys, something they've mostly avoided before, which makes me happy as I like the specialists and I know that many of them have their eye on some of the fairies. Of course, they would; they're fairies and therefore beautiful.

A couple of guys call me over the moment they see me from seats in the lounge. When I get there, one of them jumps up and puts me in a headlock, or at least tries to, but out of pure reflex, I do the same. Laughing, we start to wrestle, but I try to be mindful not to crush my new little friend in my pocket.

But suddenly I see a grin on his face, and before I know it, he drops to the ground, puts his feet on my stomach, and catapults me into the air. I can only watch all this with wide eyes, too stunned at the absurdity of the moment.

What the fuck just happened? I look around and find myself face down on the couch where the idiot had been sitting. When I find his eyes again, I think I see an apologetic glint in them, but he quickly stands up, swings himself over the arm of the sofa, right next to me, and even helps me sit up normally.

"Dude, what the fuck is going on?" I ask him quietly, trying not to seem too bothered in front of the girls.

"Sorry, bro," he whispers back, audibly apologetically, "but I really like this girl, and... well, you know me. I usually eat my own foot when I talk, and although they giggle a lot, they seem uncomfortable around me."

As I look from him to the girls, then back to him, and back to the girl he seems to like, I can only groan internally, but I smile at him anyway. I hope I've made it obvious that our conversation isn't over yet, but instead of talking it out right then and there, I turn to the girls.

"I'm sorry for the sudden... interruption, but you see, Vinok over here"—I put my arm around his shoulders, look at him briefly, and stroke his chest—"is a little impulsive." I let my words sink in for a moment and when the girl's expected uncomfortable expression becomes visible, I know that the moment has come. "Don't get me wrong, he's a great guy, kind, a problem solver, strong, fierce, and strong-willed; he can be a great protector and an excellent listener."

I ordered him to stand up to prove my last point, which he quickly did. For a second I feel my smile widen; a sick thought of ordering him to do lots of embarrassing things crosses my mind, but I quickly push it aside.

"As you can see, he is tall, maybe still a bit lanky, but with enough training that will change too but"- I pull up his shirt, showing the girls his flawless abs, and smack them lightly- "He is already well defined; he takes pride in his looks; just behold his sharp facial features and those light blue eyes. Once he goes on a mission in his second year, girls will be all over him. It would be best for all concerned to catch him as early as possible before he can build an ego, as he is still down to earth and a very humble, resourceful man."

As I watch the girls blush more and more (I may take advantage of the moment to stroke Vinok's abs more than necessary), I analyze the girl he seems to like: Nacterna, a fairy whose powers even scare me a little since she can manipulate the darkness. I wouldn't like to meet her in a dark alley.

She is the first to regain her composure. "So you're talking your friend up, aren't you?" she asks, although she obviously already knows the answer. I can only smile kindly at her. "Then please tell me all the bad things about him too."

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Vinok direct his confident gaze at me, but it completely disappears when he sees my playful grin.

"Alright then, please excuse my informal choice of words," I tell her without giving her a chance to say anything. "He's a bit of a dumbass, rather dull and oblivious; he doesn't understand most of the time when people don't want to talk to him or about the subjects he brings up, and his manners are also pretty much the worst I've ever seen." I feel like I'm getting off-topic and start to disparage his character instead, but when I see the dejected expression on his face, I can only sigh; after all, I like him. "Despite all of that, he has my full seal of approval, manners can be learned, and even though most of the subjects he's interested in are lame, he has an almost childlike fascination with them, and his brain is completely tuned to them. He could probably learn a lot, but I would honestly advise against it because he's a great guy either way. If I had the choice of who I wanted by my side in battle or just as a friend, he would be one of my first choices."

Nacterna looks at me in astonishment. Although we haven't spoken much, she knows as well as anyone how high my standards are, since for the past two months I have barely acknowledged my roommates, let alone the popular girls in our fairy class.

But after my rather long speech, it was quiet; even though it had been noisy a few seconds before, it now almost seemed we were the only people there.

I look around; everyone is staring at us, and then I avert my gaze back to Vinok. I immediately feel my cheeks burning. Quickly I pull my hand away from his abdominal muscles, which I seemingly have been mindlessly massaging the whole time. Although it doesn't seem to bother him much, the strange looks make me feel uncomfortable. Only when I stop does he look down, whereupon I immediately order him to sit down again. But the discomfort didn't go away after that.

I apologize and quickly leave the room, but it's not until I'm back in the foyer, standing in the middle of the mosaic, that I can breathe again. I can't even remember ever holding my breath. So I take a deep breath, not thinking about much other than the hope that I at least played a decent wingman. It was my first time, after all.

As I replay that last part in my head, an old image of him comes to mind—his smile as he looked down at me while he took my first breath. I couldn't control the tightening of my pants or the furious blush on my cheeks as a certain heat overwhelmed my entire body. It has been a while since I thought about what it feels like to make love.

Still, deep in my little world, I suddenly feel something hard against me. I am torn from this dream that only consists of love and memories.

I look around me with blurred vision, although it takes a while before I can focus again, but in the meantime, I feel my body crumbling. Somehow I knew that I would soon be lying on the floor.

Instead of just falling, I feel something massive falling with me, as if I'd just run into a dilapidating wall or large statue that I must have somehow run into. I still couldn't see anything concrete. But as I see the ground getting closer, I close my eyes, too mentally exhausted to do anything about it, certain that whatever may fall on me can never hurt me too much.

I wait and wait, but the pain never comes. There was a sharp jolt, but no pain. But somehow I still can't believe that's all, so I keep my eyes closed and my hands near my chest. At least I think it's my chest, but when I touch it and grip it a little harder, I don't feel anything. Have I hurt myself without realizing it? Have I lost feeling in most parts of my body? But then again, I can move my hands, fingers, and feet without a problem.

Daring to open one eye a slit, I see something... no, someone, below me. Even more confused than before, I open my other eye, but the surprise of what I see causes them to widen until I can clearly see the tight blue-gray uniform of the second-year students at Red Fountain Academy. Many frightening thoughts are running through my head; in the end, I can only hope this is not one of the ones I don't want to see. Very slowly, almost comically, I raise my gaze and soon find myself looking directly into the pure blue eyes of the golden-haired, handsome boy whom I try to avoid at every turn.

Why does fate have to be such a bitch? I can't believe that even though I try everything to avoid him, I still somehow run into him. Literally. What's going on?

"Are you okay?" Brandon's slightly distorted voice sent a chill down my spine; it sounded hoarse and deep, but somehow raspy too. By the old ones, how am I supposed to exist like this?

I quickly realize that it has been my mistake not to answer him, because the next moment I feel his fingers on my face and under my chin. He tilts my head slightly, probably so he can see me better.

So just a second later I can see everything about him, and there is not a single blemish on his skin, not a speck of dust, not even a birthmark—nothing; his skin is clean and soft, almost inviting me to gently poke it. For some reason, I believe his skin would feel like the washed and dried one of a newborn baby. I still vividly remember how soft Vivian's skin was when she was born; even though she was an ugly baby, her demeanor was so sweet. She looked at me with wide eyes, started to smile, and grabbed my hand. She was my shadow until Grandpa banished me to war.

I am suddenly painfully aware of his worried look, almost staring into my soul, making me uneasy. "It's fine," I barely managed to say, my voice uncertain. His gaze becomes suspicious, but he lets it go. Yet he didn't let go of my face. Our faces come closer; I almost feel like I'm falling into his beautiful sky-blue eyes, and I wish I could taste his lips just once. From this angle, they look reddish—though normally very pale pink—and moist, as if he had been preparing for a moment like this. They are slightly open, almost begging me to put my own on them.

I feel myself wanting it and moving into him, and then I'm right in front of his face. He also raises his head and comes closer to me, just like I do. It's almost like something magical is forcing us closer together. But when I finally feel his hot breath on my lips, my senses return.

I immediately push him back down, wild fear coursing through my veins. Did I almost really kiss him? And worse, I wanted it? I can't believe it! Enraged, I sit up, but feeling his rock-hard abs under my bottom only makes it worse. All I want to do is help him back onto his feet and take him to any empty room I can find. Damn, why do the biggest assholes have to be the hottest guys?

I sit there for a minute, desperately trying to get these dirty thoughts out of my head where they most definitely don't belong. Even though I'm engaged, I can't bring myself to care about my fiancé. I'd rather never get married than be forced to. On the other hand, finding a lover would not only be easy, but it wouldn't be outrageous; I wouldn't be the first King with lovers. It might shame me in the eyes of many to do so, but then again, I have no say in my marriage, so shouldn't I be allowed to fool around and find someone worthy of my love, even within the context of marriage or engagement?

While I am pondering about all these different thoughts, I suddenly feel two rough, warm hands on my legs. My gaze immediately jumps back to Brandon, whose face is even redder than before.

"Can you stop moving?" he whispers, almost too quiet to hear. It honestly takes a moment for his words to sink in, but the moment it finally happens, my head snaps in his direction. Once again, my cheeks flush; only this time I can feel my whole body burning.

Never in my life have I gotten up faster than at that moment. I must forget what I saw; nothing of it can stick in my memory. This guy... this madman can't be on my mind in my lonely moments when I dream about him and remember the naughty times we shared. No, that cannot happen; I would rather turn myself into an eunuch than dishonor the love I shared with him!

I inwardly curse myself and try desperately to get that image out of my head, but it seems impossible. I look around discreetly, but luckily I can't see anyone, so our encounter and the unfortunate direction it has taken might have gone unnoticed. At least there won't be any rumors. After all, I don't think my forced fiancé would be very pleased to learn that I nearly made out while I was engaged to him. But then again, why should I care? None of my offspring will come from him anyway; I'd rather end the existence of my world than have a child with someone I don't love or, for that matter, don't even really like.

Before I can sink too deeply into thought again, I remember Brandon. When I look down, I see him still lying on the floor, but the redness in his face and his heavy breathing have calmed down.

He doesn't react immediately when I hold out my hand. Only when I clear my throat does he turn his head in my direction, and when I catch his eye, I see only surprise.

“Come on, take my hand,” I murmur. “I don’t want to look like an idiot just because you have a problem controlling your body.”

Brandon blushes again, but luckily he finally takes my hand, and with a quick movement I pull him up. It must have shocked him because his eyes are wide, but he is so close again. Instead of just standing up, he comes closer to me. He's taller than me, more than I initially thought, which isn't difficult since we were never this close, or maybe I'm not as tall as I always believed. At least Sky, the brown-haired prince of Eraklyon is even taller than him.

The sky-blue eyes looking down at mine make me uneasy again, weakening my knees. Suddenly, I feel a hand at my side, the grip on my waist hard, not tight enough to hurt me but enough to make me even more nerveless. Does he care about me, or is this all just one long joke for him?

In this situation, I have to remind myself that he was the one who tortured me the most in that seedy dungeon; he was callous and cruel. It makes me remember the blood I've lost, the pieces of flesh he's cut out, and the many ways he's almost killed me. It finally frees me from this strange spell that Brandon seems to have cast over me. The butterflies in my stomach turn sour, and anger radiates from my heart. Suddenly my knees feel stable again.

With a raging fire burning in my heart, I finally push him away, turn around, and storm away, leaving the scattered books and papers he must have been busy with for him to pick up.

[Masterlist]

[supercap2319]

Y/N’s not sure when he became Nate and Maddy from Euphoria, but seeing Dane and Luke on the dancer floor of the pub, swaying their bodies close as Dane captured Luke’s mouth into a kiss, soft and sweet as he looks at Riven with ‘fuck me’ eyes. It made Y/N’s blood boil and he was thankful Bloom was the Fire Fairy, and not him because Dane’s hair would be on fire right now.

The young Fairy grabbed both Riven and Sky’s hands, depriving them of their drinks as he led them to the dance floor and sandwiched himself in between them. Sky was in front of him as Riven was in the back, Y/N swayed his body to the beat of the sound as he draped his hands around Sky’s neck as Riven planted his hand around his waist, just above his ass.

The three of them moved in one singular motion as Y/N rubbed his ass over Riven’s crotch on purpose to get him started up. Y/N pulled Sky’s face down and kissed the tall blonde in a passionate kiss as Dane looks at them from across the dance floor. Mesmerized by the three guys. Y/N pulled back as he turned his head slightly to the left as he captured his other boyfriend’s lips as he opened one eye and fixed it on Dane as he smirks at him.

The second year Specialist huffs and walks off with Luke at his heels. The young Fairy pulls away as Riven smirks. “You were jealous, weren’t you?”

Y/N rolled his eyes. “Nobody gives my boyfriends ‘fuck me’ eyes except me.”

Sky smirks. “What do you say the three of us have our own private party?”

“Sure. I think the bathroom is empty.”

[littl3one]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓..

updated on the 07.01.2021

the specialists

sky

wap dance headcanons

starry confessions - angst to fluff

brandon

the ‘i miss you’ mission - fluff

flowercrown - stella x brandon, fluff

wap dance headcanons

angelic one, fluff

timmy

secrets - fluff

wap dance headcanons

riven

missing him - angst (?), to fluff

i bet you look good on the dancefloor - fem band guitarist, singer au reader! fluff

wap dance headcanons

headcanons + imagine, riven with a cutesy but also tough male!s/o

night terror - fluff

helia

holding hands - fluff

excuse me - soulmate au! angst

wap dance headcanons

headcanons for an s/o that tends to wear darker clothing and is able to create monsters

nex

nothing here, yet..

roy

nothing here, yet..

nabu

nothing here, yet..

winx girls

bloom

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

stella

flowercrown - stella x brandon, fluff

birthday girl - fluff

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

flora

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

musa 

the duet - fluff

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

tecna

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

layla / aisha

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

roxy

trapped in a bubble headcanons

daphne

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

villains

icy

nothing here, yet..

stormy

nothing here, yet..

darcy

nothing here, yet..

valtor

nothing here, yet..

ogron

nothing here, yet..

anagon

nothing here, yet..

gantlos

nothing here, yet..

duman

nothing here, yet..

selina

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

others

luna

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

mirta

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

[maycat-19-142]

Winx specialists date headcannons

A/n: no roy because he has the emotional capacity of a brick

⚠️: Mentions of PDA, gender neutral reader, cuddles, jealousy, dancing, seeking in to dorms

Contains: Sky, Brandon, Timmy, Rivan, Helia, nabu, nex

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Sky

This man is a prince

He lives to spoil you

His favorite date is walking though the gardens of Eraklyon

Or a café in magix in between classes

He just lives to spend time with you

Over the course of the relationship he becomes more into PDA so that is plus maybe

Brandon

He likes to sit and just watch movies

Cuddles in either you of his dorm rooms

You can take him out to a restaurant but he will fight over the bill

He will probably thought your card or cash

He will just not let you pay

If you are out with the other specialist and winx he will have an arm around you

Timmy

This man

He loves study dates

You help him with what he doesn't understand

And he helps you with what you don't understand

Or you do your own work and just sit in silence

In public no PDA like at all

Rivan

He likes training dates

You spare or work out together

He also loves teaching you how to use different wepons

If your a fairy or witch he loves seeing you fly

Also tried to convince you to send magic attacks at him for him to try and dodge

With PDA 100% he loves it

He is a jealous guy so if he is touching you he is happy

If you don't like it he is fully ok with it

Helia

He is a vibe I swear

He loves walks around the campus of your respective school

You are not the every day must see couple

You often just sit in the park together

He will always leave you a poem for the time you're apart

With PDA you just hold hands and maybe a kiss but PDA is very subtle

Nabu

He is very low maintenance when it comes to dates

If he is with you he is happy

Most of this you pick the dates

If he picks he picks a café or some place quite where you can just be in each other presence

With PDA he is chill

It is up to you

Want a lot of PDA ok

Want no PDA also ok

Nex

He loves walks on the beach just talking about life and the future

Often he becomes sentimental

This is never and I mean NEVER upfront of the others

Just you

You almost always watching the sunset and seeking in to your dorms later that night

He like rivan loves PDA

Holding hands ✅

Cuddles ✅

Kisses ✅

Everything ✅

Hope you enjoyed have a good day and night 🌙

pixie out 🧚‍♀️

[imagine-that]

Imagine-That’s Masterlist

Rules for requests

Imagines

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Series Masterlists

The Will and The Way (MCU)

TVD universe

Stefan Salvatore x reader

Stefan & Damon Salvatore x reader

Kai Parker x reader

Elijah Mikaelson x reader (part 1) (part 2)

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Klaus Mikaelson x reader

Klaus Mikaelson x reader

Josie Saltzman x witch!reader

Lizzie Saltzman x vampire!reader

Marvel

Bucky Barnes x reader

Bucky Barnes x reader

Peter Parker x Rogers!reader

Peter Parker x reader

Loki Laufeyson x reader

Loki Laufeyson x reader

Loki Laufeyson x reader

Loki Laufeyson x reader (part 1/ White Horse) // (part 2/ Good for You) // (part 3/ Tis the Damn Season)

Loki Laufeyson x female!mother!reader

Pietro Maximoff x reader

Wandavision x reader/ Pietro x reader

Disney

Ariel (the little mermaid) x reader

Prince Kit x reader

Harry Potter universe

Draco Malfoy x reader

Draco Malfoy x reader

Draco Malfoy x reader

Oliver Wood x reader

Fred Weasley x Gryffindor!reader

Fred Weasley x reader

(Young) Sirius Black x reader

(Young) James Potter x reader

(Young) Regulus Black x reader

Assortment of tv shows and movies

Shawn Hunter x reader (Boy Meets World)

Shawn Hunter x reader (Boy Meets World)

Anthony Bridgerton x female!reader (Bridgerton)

Spike x reader (Buffy The Vampire Slayer)

Matthew Crawley x sibling!reader (Downton Abbey)

Matthew Crawley x reader (Downton Abbey)

Tom Branson x sibling!reader (Downton Abbey)

Tom Branson x reader (Downton Abbey)

Fallon Carrington x sibling!reader (Dynasty)

Riven x reader (Fate the Winx saga)

Jess Mariano x reader (Gilmore Girls)

Jess Mariano x reader (Gilmore Girls)

Nate Archibald x reader (Gossip Girl)

Nate Archibald x reader (Gossip Girl)

Carter Baizen x Bass!reader (Gossip Girl)

Alex Karev x reader (Grey’s Anatomy)

Andrew Deluca x pregnant!reader (Grey’s Anatomy)

Arizona Robbins x reader (Grey’s Anatomy)

Finnick Odair x reader (The Hunger Games)

Rafael Barba x reader (Law and Order: SVU)

Nick Amaro x reader (Law and Order: SVU)

Male!svu characters x female!reader (Law and Order: SVU)

Jefferson Hatter x reader (Once Upon A Time)

Headcanons

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Dating Draco Malfoy would include...

Going home for the holidays with Fred (muggleborn reader)

Being in a relationship with George after the battle of Hogwarts

The Marauders holding you in their arms as you die

Introducing Loki to earth

Disney movie marathon with your boyfriend Loki

Decorating the tower for Christmas with the avengers + your boyfriend Pietro

Social Media aus

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Loki Laufeyson x bookworm girl

Roadtrip with Bucky Barnes

[davidlikesguys02]

Rough Sex

Word count: 697

Warnings: 18+, gay sex, rimming, rough sex, he calls your bussy a pussy, cumming in ass, boyfriend catches you cheating, shower room sex.

M/n: male name

B/n: boyfriend name

GIF not mine

Kinkvember 2022

You walk into the showers with a towel wrapped around your body, you walk over to the shower handle and turn it on. After waiting a few minutes you throw the towel over the wall and walk in, you throw your head back letting the water run down your body. You hear as the shower next to you turn on, you turn to look next to you and see Riven smirking at you “hey” you roll your eyes “hey Riven”

You grab your shampoo bottle and squirt a decent amount into your hand, you begin to lather it into your head. You lay your head under the shower and feel as the water begins to wash the soap away, you take a step back and feel as your back touches Rivens body “I miss you M/n, I miss our fun nights together”

You turn around so you're looking at him “I told you I have a boyfriend now” you lean closer towards him laying your hand on his chest “and he’s not exactly fond of you Riven” “why?” You feel as he begins to trail his hands down your waist towards you ass “cause he can’t fuck you like I do” you smile as an idea pops into your head “oh he can and I think he does an even better job”

You watch as he leans in closer pushing you under the water “you sure about that M/n” you nod, he begins to lean down “then maybe I’ll have to change your mind N/n” as soon as the familiar nickname leaves his mouth he connects your lips together. You trail your hand down his body towards his already hard cock, you pull away from the kiss “are you going to fuck me” “I’m going to fucking ruin you”

You watch as he turns the shower off and pushes you against the cold tile, you turn to look at him and watch as he falls to his knees. You feel as he parts your ass cheeks apart “Riven” you feel as he dives his tongue into your hole “mhm” you use one of your hands and push his face further into your ass “god” he gets back up and grabs your arms behind your back. “I told you I’m the only one who could make you feel good”

He aligns his cock into your hole and begins to slowly slide in, he leans in and whispers into your ear “fuck your feel so good around me” you smile and let out a small moan. He begins to roughly thrust into you hitting your prostate constantly “Riven” “yes” “so good” “who does this pussy belong too” “you” “you sure” you nod, he pulls his cock from your abused hole and turns you around.

He picks you up and lays your back on the cold tile, you wrap your hands around his neck pulling him closer. He aligns his cock into your hole again and begins thrusting into you, you throw your head back in the tile as you begin to see stars in the room. “You’re boyfriend could never make you feel this good huh” you open your eyes and watch as your boyfriend walks into the shower.

You smile “no, he could never. You’re the only one that makes me feel so good Riven” you watch as your boyfriend walks away clearly pissed at you, but you could care less as you approach your orgasam. “Mhm Riven” he looks up at you “I know, I’m close too” you close your eyes tightly and cum all over Rivens chest the warm water washing it away. Rivens thrust begins to get sloppy before finally cumming deep inside of you.

“Fuck M/n” he leans in and kisses you, he slowly lets you down. “That was amazing, do you still think your boyfriend is better?” “Ex boyfriend, he walked in while you were balls deep inside of me” he lets out a small laugh “he was never good for you anyways” “and you are?” “I could be, if you gave me a chance” “alright” “yes” he says excitedly, he leans in and kisses you one last time.