#scott x black reader

[glennussy]

so starved for content I might go to the real hellsite (wattpad)

[dietcokeangel2004]

Stiles Stilinski

I will stop being sarcastic when you stop being stupid

[ophelieverse]

i just know that she was the one left in charge when they were kids and she couldn’t stand him even then

[waltermis]

Rumor

Natasha: Moya Lyubov', I heard an interesting rumor today…

Y/N: Only one? I started like twenty.

Tony: I started thirty something...

Scott: Twelve, but they're awesome ones!

*Everybody looking at Sam*

Sam: Oh, I haven't stopped since Ultron...

Y/N: SAM! Ultron was 4 years ago!!!

Sam: Exactly!!

*Somewhere deep inside the compound*

Steve: WHO SAID THAT I WAS A NAZI?!?!

*Natasha looks at everyone*

Y/N: RUN!!!

BONUS:

Clint: *casually sitting in the vents above everyone, knowing full well that he's the one that started the Nazi rumor*

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Kate: What did you get Yelena for her birthday?

Y/N: I got her a dog.

Kate: Really? Me too!

Sam: I also got her a dog!

Bucky: Looks like we had the same idea.

Y/N: Scott, please tell me you didn’t get Yelena a dog as well.

Scott: I got her a dog!

[cuts to Yelena surrounded by dogs]

Yelena: THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!!

[1-800-local-slut]

Practice

Notes: I don’t care what anyone says, werewolves have a mating season or something. I was on 2014 Wattpad when mating season fanfics were a thing, just let me have this.

Scott McCall needs to practice some self-control.

Kinktober Masterlist

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Scott McCall, is a beast. You can’t convince me otherwise, he literally is. He’s a animal on the field, when it comes down to it he got so good by practicing. Hours and hours of painstaking practice hindered by his asthma but now he was undoubtedly great. With his enhanced physicality plus the gift all that practice got him captain of the lacrosse team. Practice was discipline, which Scott tries to instill in himself along with him pack members. 

Discipline and practice led Scott to be a diplomat who always tried to see the best in others and try to find the best way to lead his friends and anyone else he promised to protect to the best path possible. He practiced anything he needed to excel in. He practiced controlling his urges as a werewolf. Practice in making the hard choices he has to make as a leader, practice in balancing his life. Yes, practice was the defining factor in Scott’s life. 

So when Scott met you and knew that he wanted, no, needed to be with you for the rest of his days he practiced. He knew what that meant. He wanted to be with you no matter what, and one day have a bunch of kids with you (when he ‘jokingly’ said five, you laughed so hard you choked) had to practice being a man. Not a ‘man’ in the sense that he was big and mature. No, he had to practice being the man you needed.

He had to practice adjusting to your culture, your needs, your view on life as a black woman. And once he did, the good times rolled and haven't stopped since then. Lately, with a new Spring though Scott felt as if he needed more practice. Or more discipline. He wasn’t sure which.

Everyday he was horny. Every night he was horny. Every afternoon he was horny. It was like how some people get allergies, Scott was afflicted daily. Instead of swollen eyes he had a swollen dick and nothing was helping. Meditating, tea, trying to focus, having sex with you. Nothing.

Eventually it got to the point when you had to tell him you needed a break. It was constant. Constant creampies, orgasms, hair pulling, kisses, words of affirmation and aggression, and you needed a break. So, you booked yourself a spa treatment to escape Scott’s urge to hammer his hips into yours as hard as possible and left him to himself for the day. All his practice was failing him at the moment. He couldn’t force himself relax, to not open any photos of you and immediately jerk off like it wasn’t 8:15 in the morning. He hadn’t even had breakfast. What happened was, he woke up to you giving him a kiss goodbye. He got a whiff of your perfume as you floated through your bedroom door then once he heard your apartment door close. 

What was his favorite little trick to stop himself from giving into his base urges? A trip down memory lane of course.

More specifically the time you too had sex and he came so hard that you almost got turned into a werewolf on accident. And when he realised he may have been so persistent because he wanted to fuck you because he was amazing filling you and your apartment with kids. With little boys and girls (perhaps three or four) running around. Maybe a boy with his hair and your eyes? A girl who was the perfect combination of the two of you together? Maybe twins, a boy who took after you and a girl who took after him? Either way, Scott fucked you like he was about to make it happen.

He fucked you with such intensity that morning that you were out of commission for the rest of the day. The room was a dark red color from the small special lights you two bought for your bedroom when you first moved, and he didn't know red could make someone look so good. The sweat shimmering on your skin, the creamy ring you left around the base of his dick, while he growled over you. His eyes ran over your skin, admiring the myriads of hickeys he had bitten into your skin.

You were like a work of art that Scott was blessed to admire for the rest of his days. He slammed himself into you that night, while you squealed and shook from the pleasure. Your dark brown beauties rolling back would be concerning to Scott in any other situation but in that moment it was all he wanted. He wanted to see you spazz out and droll over him. He wanted your eyes to roll back, he needed to see you moan with clarity from feeling him cum inside of you. 

When he slipped out, he decided that night he could give you a slight break, and was in your face roughly kissing you. You were perfect, so as he leaned down and closer to you his hand found his dick. He hissed, from the warmth of your hand and feeling his dick stimulated from the gorgeous woman giving him a hand job. You were both breathing heavily while sloppily making out but Scott couldn’t let you do better handy work than him. What type of man would he be? 

Taking two fingers, determined to get you ready to go again, Scott used all the practice he’d gained over the years and his knowledge of how girls worked, pressed two fingers against your wet clit. You were slick, and very hot down there. In truth, he would’ve gone for your tits, warm and soft like two large pillows but he’d had to stop kissing you for that. He settled for rubbing two fingers up and down your pussy, hearing you whimper. Relishing in every shudder of your body, how you whimpered in his ear. 

Two fingers slipped inside of you, and he was fighting back the urge to push you on your back and bite you until you were crying from joy. But Scott has to remember there is such thing as too rough, something he learned after what he refers too as the ‘incident’ and you call ‘the almost trip to the emergency room’ either way he learned that lesson. So with practice he made sure he never hurt you that way again in such an intimate moment. 

You moaned into his kiss, and he remembered to give you a softer kiss. Something just a little bit softer while he passionately thrusted his fingers inside of you. You were giving him a handjob so good he was about to drop to his knees and give you his entire life. After a moment, he slipped back into you, his grip on your hair returning. 

Your mascara was running down your face, while he tried easing back into the thrusts. He didn’t want to immediately overwhelm you. You moaned and that was his sign, to pick up the pace. He was about to cum inside of you and act on that little urge of his. You liked creampies anyways. Thats an understatement, you loved creampies. Now you were staring into his eyes, moaning nonsense to him. 

Telling him you were his, bad move. Now there was no chance for him to have the good sense to pull out of your pussy. Well according to you, his pussy but he wasn’t picky (those words made his head spin). When you moaned out for him to cum in you, what was he supposed to do? ‘Oh no thanks sorry babe!’ he did what any man so lucky to see you this way would do: he doubled down. Holding you in place his eyes flashed down at you and his whole body trembled. His stomach clenched and he sunk his teeth into the crevice of your neck, leaving a dark bruise to form there. 

One more thrust as you creamed all over him, arching your back while you moaned nonsense about how much you adored him and ‘thank yous’ while he rolled his hips into you. He saw it so clearly. He saw you, pregnant and planting a soft kiss onto his forehead while you sat with a toddler next to you. 

Recalling this event was supposed to help Scott trick himself into calming down. Still he couldn’t stop himself. In the past, Scott was able to calm himself by recalling all the past times and telling himself not to be greedy because you two had incredible sex all the time. 

But what the hell? Everyone has lapses in discipline, and some practice never hurt anything. Shrugging out of his pajama pants, he grabbed the led remote close by flicked on those red lights you were under a few nights ago.

[cece693]

MARVEL MASTERLIST!

Tony Stark

Male Reader

Brilliant REQUEST: male reader who’s kinda shy and quiet but crazy good at math and science and all those equations. something fluffy and cute. Personal Bodyguard and Personal Bodyguard Pt. 2 Summary: After Tony's rescue and his announcement about Iron Man, Pepper decides the genius needs a bodyguard. Runway Lover REQUEST: Tony with a male model. A one night stand but tony catches feelings. After pursuing him they get in a relationship. But everyone (avengers) thinks its not gonna last , since they kept it secret for readers career. No Title REQUEST: top m reader overstimulating tony stark? Like, to the point he's crying shaking mess and just melts into reader:3 with sweet aftercare pretty please? What You Left Behind Summary: You and Steve were in a relationship. Notice the term were, because when the whole fight between the Avengers occurred, Steve left you behind. Nursing a broken heart, you spend time with Tony and fall in love again. Steve returns and things go left.

Gender Neutral Reader

Numb Summary: You didn’t understand Tony’s decision; he’d left you with a gaping hold in your heart. It was easy to feel anger and resentment, but was it really a surprise how things ended? Why Me Though? Summary: People don't know why Tony Stark would ever entertain much less date a civilian. However, there's a simple response he gives—he loves you.

Natasha Romanoff

Gender Neutral Reader

Fue Un Placer Conocerte Summary: Dating an assassin, especially the Black Widow, was bound to have problems. You accepted that since the beginning, however, you can’t help but feel that Natasha didn’t love you. That, to her, this relationship was nothing more than a nuisance.

Clint Barton

Male Reader

Farm Boy REQUEST: fluff fic about clint barton x male reader

Steve Rogers

Male Reader

We Belong Together Summary: Dating Steve Rogers was more difficult than you’d imagined. He was a man riddled with insecurities and, unfortunately, this affected your relationship. Hot Head Summary: The Avengers don't understand how golden boy Steve Rogers dated you. You were violent, mean looking, had no filter (and that was Tony who said it.) However, nothing is ever black or white.

Gender Neutral Reader

No Summary: You loved Steve, but you weren’t ready to make the big step in marrying him. Others don’t understand or merely refuse to accept your reasoning. Talk It Out Summary: Being related to the genius Tony Stark had many benefits, but being stuck in an argument between him and your fiance, Steve Rogers, was never anticipated. A Burden of Imagination Summary: You were a regular 21st century human so naturally you experienced a plethora of things—dating and sex included. However, when you begin dating Steve Rogers, your past is a topic of discussion as it clashes with his religious and old-timey upbringing.

Vision

Male Reader

Untitled REQUEST: Reader could be a wielder of another infinity stone (maybe power stone??) and him coming to warn vision of thanos?? Also idk if u do soulmates aus but if you do, could they be soulmates in this as well?

Bucky Barnes

Male Reader

Affectionate Summary: Bucky is an ex-assasin and hydra's most valuable asset...that doesn't mean he wants to be treated as such. He's Cute, He's Cute Pt. 1.5, He's Cute Pt. 2, He's Cute Pt. 3 Summary: Another brother of Thor is coming to Earth. The Avengers are wary of the new visitor, yet he's nothing like Loki. Bucky grows a high school crush on the nobel, kind and slightly clueless Asgardian prince. Where's The Trust?, Where's The Trust? Pt. 2, Where's The Trust? Pt. 3 Summary: After everything Hydra has done to him, Bucky finally found peace in his life—even managing to get a boyfriend in the process. However, his 'brother' Steve isn't too fond of his relationship nor you. The One Kind Voice, The One Kind Voice Pt. 2 Summary: Hydra was torture, but even amongst all the brainwashing and murders he'd committed, Bucky couldn't help but see you as his shinning light. A safe place from the living hell he endured for over 70 years. But You're A Playboy Summary: You and Bucky had been messing around. It was just something that occurred naturally and you believed was nothing more than two boys messing around. However, you never anticipated for sex to become much more for Bucky.

Gender Neutral Reader

Hair Care Summary: You must be blind to not see or accept that Bucky Barnes (yes, the brainwashed Hydra assassin) had fucking great hair. And yes, even you questioned your will to live when you asked if you could do his hair. I Forgive You, I Forgive You Pt. 2 Summary: When you fight against the mad titan, he manages to restore Bucky's programing, turning him back into the Winter Soldier. You have to fight him, but things go wrong—after all, you wouldn't hurt the love of your life—even if he was tasked to kill you. Did I Do Something Wrong? Summary: Sad Bucky because he thinks reader is planning on leaving him or just doesn't love him anymore. Like, you're ignoring him (not on purpose), but that makes the man go down a spiral of doubts.

Loki Laufeyson

Male Reader

A Crown of Two Realms and A Crown of Two Realms Pt. 2 Summary: You are set to marry Asgard's golden prince, however, when you meet the god of mischief, you can't help but see him differently. Shadows and Subtlety Summary: Loki has become unbearably soft and pliant in the presence of you, an assassin that can be seen as a male version of Natasha.

Gender Neutral Reader

Felt Not Seen Summary: After Loki tries to take over Earth, he stumbles upon a person who doesn't judge nor call him a monster. On the flip side, Loki hates lying to you, a human who unfortunately lost their sight.

Pietro Maximoff

Gender Neutral Reader

Tongue Tied Summary: Pietro had a routine: wake up, shower, eat breakfast in a hurry (sometimes literally), and then spend the day reminding the Avengers just how fast he was. Confidence was basically his middle name. That is, until you came along.

Stucky

Male Reader

Promise To Return, Promise to Return Pt. 2 Summary: You were drafted to war, leaving behind your Brooklyn boys to fend for themselves. You promised to return to them, but promises aren't always fulfilled.

[milkbean69]

No but seriously guys why the hell has no one written for avengers assemble. Like I can't be the only one who watches this show.

Why are they so hot, like fuck why!!!!!!!!!! Marvel why would you make these characters so sexy..

[elegantlyeva]

12 Days of December

December 2nd: Scott Miller x Reader: Snowy Encounter

December 4th: James Potter x Reader: Unfairly Balanced

December 6th: Spencer Reid x Reader: Hot Cocoa

December 8th: John B x Reader: Gingerbread and Sugar Cookies

December 10th: Sirius Black x Reader: Priceless

December: 12th: Steve Harringoton x Reader: Tragic Little Tree

December 14th: Peter Parker x Reader: Mistletoe

December 16th: Aaron Hotchner x Reader: Holiday Hunger

December 18th: Rafe Cameron x Reader: Snow Angel

December 20th: Tyler Owens x Reader: Lighting Up

December 22nd: JJ Maybank X Reader: Nutcracker

December 24th: Remus Lupin x Reader: Eve

I think i've written enough of the 12 to actually post this, but once December 2nd comes I'll start linking the blurbs here as I post so it's more organized <3

[literaryavenger]

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

SERIES (3+ parts)

Broken - finished

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Bonus Part

TWO-PART SHOTS

I love you and I hate it

Part 1 | Part 2

Meet the Guardians of the Galaxy

Part 1 | Part 2

Sargeant Grumpy

Part 1 | Part 2

ONE-SHOTS

On Thin Ice - Figure Skating AU - requested

Mornings Like This - requested

Love Is A Battlefield

New Year's Eve

Back To You - alternative ending

Happy Birthday

Birthday Kiss - 40s Bucky

Can I Be Him?

Not So Bad

Sputnik - requested

Obsessed

Stargazing

You Were My Sunshine

Until My Last Breath

Doppelgänger

DRABBLES

You're Still My Sunshine

Bucky Eating

Chill Bucky

[pocoyo-yo]

PASTA & LOBSTER

SUMMARY: i got a white boy on my roster.. he be feedin me pasta & losbter

WARNINGS: leon!kennedy x black!reader, smut, fem!bodied reader, f/m, unprotected sex, a lil cum eating, dirty talk, doggy (pos.), rough sex, manhandling, hair pulling, slapping (ass), lots of degradtion, some praise, situationship, petnames? (lots of 'slut', sweet thing, baby, officer), leon is a meanie but he whimpers, i imagined re4 (remake) leon for this but it can be which ever leon you want tbh

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the aroma of alfredo sauce from the styrafoam to-go boxes filled the motel room— you could see the piles of noodles in the back of the reflection from the mirror.

your face was pressed firm into a pillow while your running mascara dripped onto the cream colored covering.

"stay tonight," harsh breaths left the man above you. "need you all night long.."

you shivered— the harsh jolt of your hips everytime your bodies made contact on that sqeauky bed had you hiccuping on cries.

"hey," you gasped at how quickly your head was yanked up by your now messy hair. "we just started don't you go dumb on me now— talk to me.." the slight growl in slurred voice made you whimper.

your eyes dared to roll back in your head. ".. I'll stay— don't ever wanna go.." you pleaded— heavy pants left your swollen lips.

he chuckled, "god, y're such a slut." his hips tilted upwards at a slight angle— allowing his fat cock to sink further into pussy.

you stuttered on moans— legs trembling while your sticky arousal rolled down your thighs. you could barely breathe— your eyes stung with tears.

his thrusts were practically animalistic— not a sense of empathy or corcern for your wellbeing. sex was never this rough until you met him— you loved it, really loved it, you craved it even until you actually got it. until your muscles were tight and your legs were shaking to point the feeling in your toes had faded to numbness.

"leon.. l— leon," you reached back and pathetically pushed at his abdomen. "it hurts— can't breathe.." you babbled.

a sharp sting landed on your ass cheek making you whine and shake your head weakly.

"y're a fuckin' liar.." leon hissed— yanking your head back even rougher than before. he twirled your hair around his fist— the hair he paid for last time he got back. god, he spoiled you. he had better things— more important things to worry about than spoiling you and yet he still did it.

just for you.

"you said you 'don't ever want to go'— but y're trying to push me away? just the definition of a damn slut.." he mocked you— slapping your ass again and groaning softly at the ripple in your skin.

your brows knitted together as you dug your teeth deep into your bottom lip.

"you said it hurts right? what hurts?" leon questioned— his words were laced with painfully obvious fake sympothy.

his cock slipped almost completely out of your pussy before it sunk back in— the girth had you feeling like you were being stuffed full. your puffy pussy wrapped snug around his cock like a glove— a warm, wet, and tight ass glove that leon kennedy couldn't get enough of.

"y're too," you sniffled. "too deep 'n too big— it hurts.."

leon sighed, "poor baby," he sped up his movements earning a pathetic pornographic moan from your swollen lips. ".. you said you can't breathe? fuck, tell me— why can't you breathe?"

your nails sunk into his hard abs before leon grabbed your wrist— pinning it to your back which made you arch further.

"leon.." you mumbled.

"leon? so it's my fault again?" he scoffed.

you pouted, "y're too big— 'can feel it in my chest!"

"chest?"

"m— mhm.."

he grunted, "but you love it, yeah?" strands of his blond hair stuck to his sweaty forehead.

"I— I love you," you moaned. ".. 'love the way you fuck my pussy, lee.."

leon furrowed his brows at two things; the first was the sudden 'i love you' that left your lips and the second was the nickname you said 'lee'. he tried to believe it was because he had you drunk of his cock that you sputtered out those two phrases, but leon kennedy spent enough time with you in bed and out of it to know that you don't just say 'i love you' to anyone no matter how good you feel, and also you absolutely dispised nicknames.

"I know,"

he definitely did not know.

".. only a slut in love with me," leon groaned—chewing on his lip as sweat rolled down the bridge of his nose. ".. would take a fucking like this 'nd beg for more."

you whimpered loudly, "f— fuuuck!" your body shivered at the throbbing heat that pooled in your core.

the wet sound of his cock sinking back in your creamy folds was music to leon's ears. he looked of at the mirror and grinned before he yanked you by the hair to look as well.

"y're so pretty," he grunts— blue eyes hooded as he rolled his hips against you and dragged out his thrusts. ".. so pretty when you just moan and take it without being a bitch about it."

you whined at the tightness forming deep in your gut— eyes rolling back in your head.

"no," leon's thrusts become unapologetic once again— splitting you open with ease while his tip kisses your clit everytime. ".. y're going to watch yourself get fucked by me— gonna watch this slutty pussy of yours take my cock like a champ." he ordered and your lashes fluttered as you stared at the lewd sight through a blurry gaze.

"l— lee please," you cry out— clenching your fists. ".. oh god—"

he chuckled before a grunt left his lips when his cock slipped out of you mid thrust— it was wet and a ring of creamy white dripped around the base onto the sheets. he let go of your hair and you groaned in fustration and looked back over your shoulder, waiting for him to put it back in.

"leon c'mon.." you huff.

leon released the wrist he had pinned to your back and nodded down towards his twitching cock.

"I didn't say to stop lookin in the mirror," he scoffed. ".. fine, you want to be impatient? put it back in yourself."

you kept staring to see if he would let up but he was competely serious— his heavy hand landed on your ass again.

"make sure you watch yourself do it too, understand?"

you looked at yourself in the mirror on the wall and reached back behind yourself.

you clicked your tongue, "I understand, officer."

before leon could respond you wrapped your fist around his cock and pressed yourself against him. you mewled while you rubbed his tip over your wet, pillowly lips before you pushed it inside of your dripping hole— sinking the rest of his length in you until just his heavy balls were pressed firm against your pussy.

leon groaned, "there you go— not that hard right?"

you yanked your hips forward— slipping off of some of his dick, and then you let him slip back inside of you. leon moaned and glared at you in the mirror while your face contorted with pain and pleasure as you fucked yourself on his cock like he was some dildo.

"this is nice.. fuck.. that's my pretty slut," he stroked your back while you threw your ass back on his cock— moaning softly. ".. you like it like this? just using me?"

your cunt ached and you looked at leon in the mirror. ".. I can't reach deep enough, leon," you complain in a quiet, embarrassed whine. ".. need more of your dick.."

leon grinned, "so you need help?"

you nod shlyly.

"words?"

"I need help," you frown embarassedly. ".. officer."

you could see the slight shift in leon's expression when you called him that. the tight tug of his lips and the sharpened gaze of his blue eyes. his large hands gripped your hips and just from how hard he was holding you, you already knew his handprints would bruise your skin.

there was no warning— all you did was scream leon's name at the sudden change in pace.

you clawed at the messy sheets and let tears fall while the loud, agressive claps of your ass filled the room.

"damn y're tight.." he moaned— his skin finding yours so quickly there a slap every other second.

you clenched your teeth and resisted the urge to squeeze your eyes shut and let your pleasure take over. it didn't look like leon was watching you but you knew he was— another slip up and he'd be on your ass; no cumming for another hour at least and you couldn't handle that.

"ooh," you sobbed— eyes stinging with tears. ".. shit! shit! shit!"

"missed this pussy," leon babbled— whimpers flowing from his parted lips. "missed seein ya like this— missed fuckin ya like this. when it comes t'making it back home— knowin' you'd give it up t'me so easy s'one hell of a motivater.."

you sniffled, "m'close.. make me cum, lee.." your hand snaked in between your thighs and rubbed circles over your sensitive clit.

leon grunted, "don't ya worry— I make this pussy cream everytime I'm in it, don't I?" he hovered over (and close to) you— forcing himself deeper.

your gummy walls were squeezing him with no remorse— pussy spasming around his cock while your body shook uncontrollably.

the tightness in your belly relaxed— the pace of your finger tips quickening over your clit. ".. l— leon!" you cried out— your release rolling down his cock.

leon hivered and let his his head loll back in between his shoulders. "f— fuck that's it," his thrusts grew sloppy as your sticky cum smeared over his cock and dark brown happy trail that led down from his belly button. ".. o— oh my god.. oh my god that's a good little slut.." leon whined before he pulled out of you suddenly.

"on your knees— press those pretty tits together.." he panted heavily.

you quickly scrambled on your knees, cupping your tits and squishing them close together.

leon stared down at you with flushed cheeks— his fist dragging up and down his cock while you batted your lashes up at him. your hair was a tangled mess thanks to him, your eyes were puffy along with your lips thanks to him, cheeks stained with mascara tears thanks to him too, the bruises and kissmarks on your skin thanks to leon s. kennedy himself.

just the concept that he did that to you had leon gulping at the sight.

"f— fuck oh fuck," he whimpered— pre-cum rolling down from the red tip. ".. c'mon c'mon gonna cum all over those fuckin' tits. y're mine. y— y're my slutty girl who let's me fuck her pussy whenever I want, yeah?"

you nod with a lazy grin, "m'yours leon— this is only your slutty pussy.."

leon panted, "that's right.. oh fuck—" he stiffened up as ropes of his hot release landed on your tits while he fucked his fist— little whines leaving him as he came down from his high. his white cum was splattered across your brown skin— some of his already dripping down the curve of yout tits.

you coated your fingertips in his release before you popped them into your mouth— humming at his taste.

you giggled, "thank you, officer."

leon let go of his softening dick before he leaned down and kissed you— it was surprising gentle, his pink lips brushed over your lips before he slipped his tongue in the crevase of your mouth. his teeh tugged on your bottom lip while you ran your fingers through his blond hair.

"you're perfect," he repeated against your plump lips. ".. you're perfect, sweet thing.. fuckin' perfect."

leon s. kennedy was just like, if not worse than you, when it came to saying 'i love you'.

the man has had so much luck with women that it didn't feel all that lucky anymore. the words weren't really in his vocab at this point, but you didn't hate him for not saying the phrase back because you loved him.

though a close second to 'i love you' for leon kennedy was perfection— he never liked to throw that around willy-nilly either. so for now in this.. whatever it was between you two, that was your 'i love you too' and you were grateful to him that he felt close to same way you did.

"let's shower before the motel throws us out.." leon grumbled.

you smiled and kissed his nose, ".. one more time in the shower then, officer kennedy?"

"god," leon scoffed. ".. you're absolute perfection, baby."

[glennussy]

time to spend my night single and curled in bed reading x reader fics :)

ahahahaha i hate myself

[dietcokeangel2004]

Derek Hale x Reader aesthetic

For you, I’ll risk it all

[punkeropercyjackson]

And if i said Ramona Flowers gives Percy Jackson

[lazy-nae]

Little Drabble

A little Roman General Justus Acacius X Black/ Poc reader. A small dribble to just make something sweet for the time being.

His prize

General Acacius X Black/POC Reader

Hooves…All you heard when your husband was arriving home was hooves, as you were making your way to the entrance of your home with two handmaidens flanking you trying to help you cover up properly with a thicker robe, yet you didn’t have much care.

You were to see your husband, after many nights spent worrying about his safety, and praying to the gods for his safe return. You knew your husband wasn’t the most righteous man to others, but to you he was the stars that filled your devoid nights and the very embrace you’d wish for at that moment.

As your long curly and course/ loose and curly/ straight black locs trailed behind you to your mid-back, after falling from there silk covering as they fell against your silk night robes which were as white as pearls, as your beautiful melanin skin, which was almost like the color that made vases that told of the most beautiful stories and tales/ skin that held beauty as the brown tourmaline and as dark as the many shades of the Chocolate Tahitian pearls which were littered across your arms in bracelets.

The entrance opened as your husband still clothed in his ceremonial armor, came over to your, nearly running as you two embraced one another tightly, not many knew the gentler and more domesticated side of General Acacius, but you did.

You tilted your head up looking to see those tired yet loving dark brown eyes looking down at you, as you felt the warmth of his olive toned skin against yours, you both could let out a exhale of relief as your eyes closed no longer having to worry for the others safety, as the comfort of each other eased the worry’s off both your shoulders.

Your handmaidens gently laid the thicker robe across your back before leaving to their chambers, to leave you two. As he heard their footsteps go out of hearing range, he lowly whispered, “My Lady, Mea Vita, I can’t hold your body as close as I wish to, but I can carry your love closest with me…How I’ve longed to see you again.”. You let out a soft exhale as you reluctantly moved back some.

“As you carry my love with you, I carry and hold yours….I drew you a bath, relax yourself in it and then come back to me.” As you were about to take a step backwards against the marble, he gently tugged you back to him as you met his gaze. “Join me my lady..” He lowly spoke with a glint of pleading within his eyes as they softened, hoping you’d agree.

(Mea Vita translates to “My Life” in Latin)

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♡ -> fluff, comfort, sfw fics

˙◠˙ -> angst

☆ -> smut, nsfw fics

୨୧ -> headcanons

stardew valley

♡ ୨୧ harvey - sfw alphabet

☆ ୨୧ harvey - nsfw alphabet

☆ harvey - exclusively yours

˙◠˙ harvey - never

♡ harvey - my girlfriend (wife) is a witch

♡ ☆ ୨୧ sam - bf headcanons

˙◠˙ ୨୧ haley - unrequited love headcanons

marvel universe

♡ gambit/remy lebeau - secret language

☆ ୨୧ cyclops/scott summers - nsfw headcanons

☆ ୨୧ wolverine/logan howlett - logan is a masochist

☆ ♡ wolverine/logan howlett - show me what you got

♡ ☆ ୨୧ daredevil/matt murdock - mutant/superpowered!reader headcanons

a court of thorns and roses

♡ azriel shadowsinger - starcrossed

♡ azriel shadowsinger - matchmaker, matchmaker

♡ rhysand - comfort on the bridge

♡ rhysand - rhys and john keats

♡ ୨୧ marriage and domesticity with acotar characters

♡ ୨୧ acotar boys x reader w/ illyrian wings

♡ tamlin - nobody else

♡ ୨୧ tamlin - sfw alphabet

☆ ୨୧ tamlin - nsfw alphabet

harry potter universe

♡ ୨୧ evil mc x sebastian sallow headcanons

♡ dark!sebastian sallow - go ahead and cry

♡ ୨୧ harry potter boys x keeper!reader

♡ neville longbottom - suddenly, neville

♡ george weasley - the healing process

♡ nymphadora tonks - pillows, sleep, and sirius black yelling

criminal minds

♡ aaron hotchner - undercover

♡ aaron hotchner - drivin' on 9

☆ ୨୧ emily prentiss - strap headcanons

☆ the solution - emily prentiss x pregnant!reader

rivals

☆ ୨୧ declan o'hara - nsfw alphabet

♡ ☆ ୨୧ declan o'hara - i am my father's daughter

☆ ୨୧ rupert campbell black - nsfw alphabet

☆ rupert campbell-black x reader x declan o'hara - challengers

the last of us

♡ werewolf!abby anderson - headcanons + vampire!reader

♡ ୨୧ abby anderson - med student!abby x liberal arts student!reader

♡ joel miller - snowed in

gilmore girls

♡ ☆ ୨୧ luke danes - boyfriend headcanons

stranger things (no longer writing for)

♡ ☆ robin buckley - don't want you like a best friend

☆ robin buckley - look at you

☆ ♡ robin buckley - deeply in love