#taylor sloane drabble

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Taylor Sloane x Reader

Word count: 339

Warnings: Not edited

Summary: Taylor finds out you weren't following her

A/N: This is the second of the three drabble requests I got. I hope you like it!

Taylor has been in the other room setting up for some kind of photoshoot so you thought you would get some live streaming time in.

It is about an hour later when Taylor comes in to ask, "Did you just follow me?"

Pausing the game you are playing, you take off your headset, turning your attention to Taylor.

"What was that?" You ask curiously with raised eyebrows.

"Did you just follow me?"

The look of guilt is easy to read on your face as all the blood drains from it. You know you have been caught so you do what you always do in situations like these.

Ramble.

"Err… no. Psh, I've always followed you. I'm your biggest fan. From day one. What's that thing people say? Day ones? I'm the number one of number ones. It's like number one was invented but I exceed tha-"

Taylor runs over to you and pounces into your lap giggling, "I can't believe you weren't following, your super hot girlfriend all this time."

You smile sheepishly, showing all your teeth then let out a breath looking down when Taylor raises an eyebrow. "Yes. Okay. I'm a bad partner. I didn't realise I wasn't following you until Pinto said you didn't tag him in a photo. I was hoping you would have thought it was a glitch or something."

"Oh baby, you are so cute if you think I am that naive," Taylor remarks.

"I don't appreciate that tone," you frown.

"I know one way you can make it up to me," Taylor says, closing in on you.

You hum, "Oh, I like where this is going."

Taylor closes the gap but only for less than a second. "You have to catch me first," she challenges, leaping from you going into a full sprint out of the room.

You end your stream saying you have technical difficulties before chasing after Taylor.

After you leave, your phone still resting on your desk lights up with a message from Dan, 'Did she find out yet?'

[wndaswife]

Hello! Can I know which one of your fics is make for top/dom reader? (Sorry if this question confused you, English not my first language)

not confusing at all!! here’s a comprehensive list actually xddd i went through all my masterlists… may have missed at most 3 because my 1k celebration i haven’t fixed those links yet and it keeps redirecting me to safari… anyways here! im actually surprised there r so many, always feel like i need more

love thy neighbour

young fidelity

a change in you

matriarchal disturbance

centre of attention

frustration’s rekindling

to worship and submit

do i own you?

stepmom wanda drabble

southern wanda drabble

matriarchal disturbance drabble

matriarchal disturbance drabble

taylor sloane drabble

thérèse raquin drabble

model wanda drabble

cheerleader wanda drabble

stepsister wanda drabble

actually now that im looking at it it isn’t that much and i do need more…

[maximotts]

"you like it when i fuck you like this? yeah you do." + bratty bottom taylor sloane DEAR GOD 💳💥💳💥💳💥💥

so I got a bit carried away… merry chrysler

warnings: 18+ only; smut; rough sex; strap-on use (r giving); degradation kinda; dirty talk; oral sex (r giving); reader calls Taylor a slut, but Taylor’s being a brat so?

words: 1.3K

•   °    +   °   • sexy dialogue drabble prompts!

Taylor had been insufferable the entire day. From mouthing off to the Uber driver for taking the wrong turn to forcing you to handle an impromptu mini photoshoot because supposedly the lighting on the lake was too good to pass up, you’d had enough of her.

When she pushed past you to storm through the house, rambling on about some LA influencer drama, your patience was dangerously non-existent. Mid-sentence you managed to rip her phone from her hand, taking it with you to stow away. “No way! This is not one of those times!”

You and Taylor had a system: whenever she got out of hand or too caught up in superficial nonsense, her phone went into the lockbox for a few hours. You loved Taylor, really you did, but over time it was clear that there were days she needed to disconnect and recenter to the real Taylor. The one who understood that Laura across town was not the worst person in the world for forgetting to tag everyone at a forty person event.

“This is one hundred percent one of those times, don’t argue with me!” Fortunately, you were quicker than Taylor and the phone was locked away before she could reach you, but not before you could swerve away from the smack she delivered to your head. “Ow!”

Taylor huffed, shoving you out of the way to try and open the box. She had yet to uncover the passcode, but it was always fun watching her try. That was, when you weren’t fed up with her obstinate behavior. “It’s the least you deserve for misusing the box! You’ve been so stubborn all day, I don’t know why you even wanted to spend the day with me.” The blonde was far from guessing the code, her frustration rising after each failed attempt. “Should’ve just stayed home and been grumpy.”

“You know what-” The sight of Taylor knelt in front of the box gave you ideas. Her loose skirt providing a tantalizing outline of the form that lay beneath, the thin material giving you just a peek of her white lace panties if you focused hard enough. Maybe she needed a lesson past just a phone break. “You want me to stop being grumpy?”

It was easy enough to kneel behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling them into yours was when she truly caught on. You ground her against your pelvis, chuckling at her quiet gasp as her ass met the strap on you’d been hiding all day. It was large, bigger than usual, but Taylor had a thing for feeling utterly full and who were you to disappoint. “Don’t you dare-”

“I’ll dare all I want.” You forced her legs apart by keeping them on either side of yours, pushing her skirt past her hip, over her backside until her bottom half was bare to you, save that delicate lace. Taking it off was like unwrapping a present, especially when you caught sight of the promising damp spot where the undergarment covered her sex. “You made me grumpy. I was fine until I had to be seen with a brat like you.”

“I am not- ah!” You bit at her hip, nibbling the sensitive spot you knew lay where her thigh met her side. Her fruitless wiggling to escape did something to you, nails digging into her flesh to keep her still. Keeping her in control wasn’t easy— you liked it that way. “God, you’re such a bitch.”

You licked a long slow swipe through her cunt, Taylor’s arms barely holding steady. “And you’re a bratty slut. What a pair we make..” Devouring her without abandon, you licked every inch of her you could reach from behind, flattening your tongue for Taylor to rut against. Any other time and you’d let her do as she pleased, fuck herself on your face until she was sated.

But not today. Pulling away was hard, not only because giving up the wet heat of your girlfriend on your mouth was a test of your willpower, but Taylor followed your retreating head, whining almost pitifully. “And being cruel is supposed to make me more agreeable?” She twisted just to glare at you, but her expression faltered seeing the impressive dildo on your hips. Ever the stubborn one, Taylor recovered quickly and it was your turn to calm yourself down as she wiggled her ass in your direction, pink swollen sex on display with her spread legs, “Maybe if you fuck me I’ll learn my lesson?”

She was baiting you, you shouldn’t let yourself fall in; Taylor simply looked too good not to take right here on the floor. “I’ll give you a lesson to remember.” The fake cock slid into your girlfriend with some resistance, the width a bit of an adjustment to take, but you made her take it, “Can’t be too much for you, we just started, baby.”

“God, fuck-” The stretch paired with the brutal pace set every nerve of her body alight, trying desperately to keep up before giving in. You could tell when she relinquished control, hips backing into your front, silently begging to be fucked deeper. It was stunning how beautiful she could look even with her mouth open, dress rucked sloppily and definitely wrinkled, but she was yours and trying as she was sometimes, Taylor Sloane looked perfect on her knees.

"You like it when I fuck you like this? Yeah you do." The only response you received was a whine, her palms and knees digging into the low carpet until you were sure she’d have rug burn you’d have to tend to for her later. “Answer me, naughty girl. You love getting treated like the brat you are… All that attention you act like you want from everyone else? You just want it from me, don’t you?

Taylor nodded, her hair falling around her in a blonde curtain that hid her flushed face from view. “Y-Yes, please, harder-!” You did your worst, fucking her deeper each time you drove forward. She was close, the wet sounds from below and balled fists giving her away. For all her protests, Taylor could never resist the allure of the rough pleasure only you could give her, the only person she’d let give it to her. “I’m gonna.. I n-need…”

Expert fingers reached around Taylor, tracing her taut stomach, the soft line at the junction of her hips down to the apex of her slick thighs, “You need more from me, Tay? So needy.” Taunting words only spurred her on more, your fingertips reaching her sensitive clit just as a fresh gush of wetness soaked both the toy and your hand. “Be good and cum for me, let’s see if you learned something.”

Your new position let you push her ever closer, borderline painful pace in time with the tight circles on her swollen nub sent Taylor’s head spinning and she came before she could fully register what her body was doing. Cries of your name inflated your pride, knowing yours was the only name she cared about when you got her like this. “Such a good girl, are you going to cooperate and settle now?”

Taylor made a small noise of weak agreement as you fucked her through her high, bending further to let her head rest on her flattened palms. Hazy as she was, she couldn’t help but smile when you groaned at the sight of her bent over on her knees for you; Taylor had you wrapped around her finger. “Please..” she muttered, voice cracking with a squeak as you began slow patterns over her clit once more; it was cruel how well you knew her.

“Please what?” Your eyes were glued to how your girlfriend was fucking herself on the thick dildo, easing in and out easily now with her copious slick coating both her and the toy; you could watch her forever. “Want me to stop, sweet thing?”

She protested as loud as she could manage, shaking her head wildly. “Please, m-more… do it again…”

Her voice sounded shy, but you knew that fake innocent act like the back of your hand. “I think you could use a lesson in being truthful right about now.”

[syarina]

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[imgoingtocrash]

Made of Iron, Born of Fire: The Fanmix 

by @imgoingtocrash

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AKA: A labor of love for @savvysass’s birthday!!!!

What can I say that hasn’t already been said because we’re both incredibly sappy people in our Author’s Notes? Writing this series with you has brought me so much joy in the last two years, and I never could have hit over 100k words without you. Here’s to whatever we write next in the series...and all of the WIPs we’re working on right now...and only god knows what’s next for us personally and professionally...and most importantly, to you on your Birthday. Thank you for being such a good friend, in both fandom and outside of it. I’m so, so thankful to know you and love you. 🥰

Director’s Cut Below, because we all know I love talking about this series, and yes, that does extend to why I picked these songs. (And also maybe because these song choices only make sense in my brain and hopefully Savannah’s?? Who knows! Feel free to ask questions if you want but let’s be honest this series and fanmix are most importantly for us, because we love the series so dang much.)

My Wildest Dreams by Ron Pope

I spoke in riddles and in rhymes, but my time with you has taught me to simplify, you’re not quite what I pictured you would be, you’re better than my wildest dreams.

We’ve talked about this one before, and I’LL TALK ABOUT IT AGAIN!!!! Ron Pope is so good imo, and this song wowowow the father-child feels, but especially with Tony and newborn Peter a la A Foreign Feeling and A First Time For Everything.

Big & Scared by Raleigh Ritchie

I want to be better for you, let me do that now, you’re my favorite human, so you should be prepared, I’ll help you get through it, when you’re big and scared

We’ve mentioned Tony’s thoughts about legacy multiple times by now, and I think this song really represents Tony looking forward to the person Peter could be become and that “breaking the cycle” mentality of supporting Peter even when he’s not a perfect father.

Legacy of Sadness by Ron Pope

irrational as it may seem I guess I’m sorry, even though I know that none of it’s my fault, it is easier for me to count my blessings, than to cry for every single thing we’ve lost

I have 0 shame putting these two songs by Ron Pope almost back to back because they’re the opening and closing of an album dedicated to his child like...it’s so perfect for Tony and this theme of reflection on who he is and who Peter will become/is becoming and all that entails.

this is me trying by Taylor Swift

They told me all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential, and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad, I have a lot of regrets about that

I wrote something...very sad but also soft recently??? and this is for That it’s about pre-CW Pepperony being separated and the road to them trying to come back together including Tony working on himself and I love it!!! It hurts really good!!! This whole song is perfect for it and I can’t wait until people get to read it.

Be Good When I’m Gone by Four Year Strong

I'm sorry I can't stop to listen, but I've got so much to do and I've got some place to be, the house looks like the aftermath of a hurricane, I hope it stays that way

Tony being a busy parent but doing his best to make time for Peter in his life and making that time count has been something super important to illustrate to us, especially the transition from being a CEO to being a superhero and how that changes how Peter sees Tony’s absence over time.

I Won’t Back Down by Johnnyswim, Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors, and Penny and Sparrow

Tony puts on the original version by Tom Petty in Home Is Where The Heart Is, but I think this cover has a very slow, emotional undertone that’s really great too. The interludes, if you didn’t catch it, have all been featured in a fic previously.

Let It Matter by Johnnyswim

So if it matters let it matter, if your heart's breaking let it ache, catch those pieces as they scatter, know your hurt is not in vain

Pepper in Never Tell Me The Odds ALL DAYYYYY. She’s the emotional rock of that fic (and of our Ironfam TBH) and it’s all because she allows herself to feel her feelings and encourages the Stark boys to do so as well.

Simmer - Acoustic by Hayley Williams

And if my child, needed protection, from a fucker like that man, I’d sooner gut him, cause nothing cuts like a mother

Post-Home Is Where The Heart Is...y’all know Pepper’s not that mad about what happened to Obie. Also just Pepper when someone hurts her family?? I always write it as her sort of putting all of her emotion into something she can control and doing it well, so, this song is all about that.

Tightrope by Nia Hendricks

one step after another, keep holding on to each other, don’t look back, move on and let go, that’s how you walk on a tightrope

Pepperony trying to navigate their relationship and the insanity of superhero stuff and also co-parenting. It’s all excellent, I love them so much, I enjoy writing it so much!!!!

Dancing With Your Ghost by Sasha Sloan

Never got the chance, to say a last goodbye, I gotta move on, but it hurts to try, how do I love, how do I love again?

This song is tilted towards romance, but if you’ll remember, we’re a Pro-Tony Survives Endgame AU series, so it’s not about THAT...but well...Infinity War sure will hit something fierce for certain non-romantic relationships in this series, huh?

The Bones by Maren Morris

Call it dumb luck, but baby, you and I, can't even mess it up, although we both try, no, it don't always go the way we planned it, but the wolves came and went and we're still standing

Post-Endgame Ironfam!!! Tony and Pepper married with their kids, their family and HAPPY...THIS IS WHY WE DO ALL OF THE ANGST...FOR A FAMILY...WE LOVE THEM

Carry on Wayward Son by Kansas

Considered Pepper and Peter’s ‘song’, as it’s referenced multiple times in the series, and was one of the bigger solidifying moments of their mother-son relationship as a whole.

Mundane by Hardcastle

And I’ve been sinking into silence, dwelling on my thoughts, and in these months, I haven’t felt that most conversations have left me anything but blue

Peter’s selective mutism was something very special to us when we originally had the idea, and making sure we talk about it and utilize it in the right way is something we’re still working on, particularly with the Therapy Fic we’re brainstorming atm.

survivin’ (One Eyed Jack’s Session) by Bastille

What can I say? I'm survivin', crawling out these sheets to see another day, what can I say? I'm survivin', and I'm gonna be fine, I'm gonna be fine, I think I'll be fine

Spoiler Alert: Peter’s not fine, like, a decent amount of the time. But he’s sure trying, and we love him for that.

Jacob from the Bible by Jake Wesley Rogers

Mama, don't worry, it took me years, to say I'm sorry, to see your tears, Mama, forgive me, I grew up too fast, but it's not on you, it's in the past

Mostly part of Peter growing up to become a hero and realizing what his parents--particularly Pepper--have gone through for him to become the person he is today, but that sometimes he still doesn’t feel like he’s making them proud enough.

Compassion Is a German Word by To Kill A King

Don't be so arrogant, you ain't no different to anyone I've met, we're all the heroes in our own film, or maybe the villain in someone else's

Spider-Man being an excellent superhero boi!!! Being kind and good!!! We love it!! Also, I put a TKAK song on...a LOT of my playlists, because I think they’re great.

brutal by Olivia Rodrigo

And I'm so sick of seventeen, where's my fucking teenage dream?, if someone tells me one more time, "Enjoy your youth", I'm gonna cry

I mean...this song is such a Teenage Mood...I had to do it...

In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning by Frank Sinatra

So, I had this cute little scene in my head that went with this song for SO LONG but there wasn’t really anything for it to fit into so...yeah that’s part 2 of Savannah’s Birthday Gift, a little soft Baby Peter drabble. Fluffy Goop from top to bottom. That can be read here.

Home by Phillip Phillips

Just know you're not alone, 'Cause I'm gonna make this place your home

...I know it’s not original, okay? It’s found family, it’s great, I don’t care!

Comes and Goes (In Waves) by Greg Laswell

And this part was for her, and this part was for her, this part was for her, does she remember?

This song is good family angst in general BUT these specific lyrics made me think of Mary and that they never forget her in their lives despite the other stuff going on (because we refuse to let them).

I Have Made Mistakes by The Oh Hellos

I have made mistakes, I continue to make them, the promises I've made, I continue to break them, and all the doubts I've faced, I continue to face them, but nothing is a waste if you learn from it

No one in the Ironfam is perfect, but they all do their best to try and grow even when they’re scared they’ll never be able to. The ups and downs are all par for the course of this series to us.

Easy Days - Demo by Bastille

Cause I don’t wanna fall back again, back into the easy days, everything was so simple then, little fires burned away

Strife is a part of life, and the family in this fic growing through their loss and struggles and moving ahead as a unit to get to a better place is super central to making the fic what it is...but it’s easy for them to remember the old days before being superheroes and wishing it was simple again.

North by Sleeping At Last

Let the years we’re here be kind, be kind, let our hearts like doors open wide, open wide, settle our bones like wood over time, over time, give us bread, give us salt, give us wine

The way Tony went from feeling so alone to having an entire built family that’s so full of love and everything he never dreamed of...*screams into my pillow* I love this series so much thank you and good night!!!

[darley1101]

600 Followers Appreciation

I cannot begin to tell you how much I appreciate every single person that follows me. You're all special, not just to me but to the world around you. Never forget that 💗

To show my appreciation I am going to be doing the fluffy ABC's for every single romantic pairing I write for. I will be starting with Parker and Katarina/MC from It Lives Beneath. I would love to hear from you guys who you would like to see next. These will be written in drabble/ one shot form. I will be posting other requests in between. I know I am behind but I have good reasons and I will catch up 💗 Just bear with me

TRR: Liam x Karin/MC, Drake x Lily/MC, Maxwell x Riley/MC, Drake x Olivia, Leo x Madeleine, Hana x Phoebe/MC

TE: Beckett x Tatiana/MC, Griffin x Shreya

PM: Damien x Ava/F!MC, Sloane x Phillip/M!MC, Sloane x Piper/F!MC

BSC: Sawyer x Morgan/F!MC

RCD: Matt x Ashton/MC

AME: Adam x Jameson/F!MC, Derek x Kristen/F!MC, Ivy x Jamie/M!MC, Slater x Jameson

ES: Jake x Bailey/F!MC, Estela x Taylor/M!MC

TF Series: Chris x Aria, Zig x Emily, Zig x Aaron, Zig x Becca

LH: Mark x Jenny

THM: Fabien x Serena/MC,

BB: Adrian x Annabel/MC, Kamilah x Lily

[writing-house-of-m]

Date Night

Taylor Sloane x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You celebrate your two year anniversary with Taylor

A/N: This is the first of the 1 year celebration requests I got. The request can be found here. There are many more to come this week! I hope you like it and let me know what you think 😊

Prompt: "All they keep asking me is if I'm going to be your bride."

"I'd like at least one night with you Taylor. I feel like you're always being hounded by your fans recently." You can't help but feel exasperated, today is your two year anniversary and this was supposed to be a romantic evening for you.

You see the sympathetic expression on Taylor's face but you continue, "All they keep asking me is if I'm going to be your bride."

Taylor goes wide-eyed, you don't know why. It has been two years and you have spoken about getting married before, it shouldn't be such a shock to her.

Before either of you are able to say anything else, you are being escorted to your reserved seats in the swanky new restaurant you have chosen for your date night.

When you are seated, the waiter talks through the evening specials and the drinks menu before leaving you alone.

Taylor watches the man leave and stops you from saying anything by stretching across the table to hold your arm, "Listen babe, I know it's annoying but it's just the two of us now. Can we enjoy the rest of tonight?" The soft look Taylor gives you has you nodding your head.

You look over the menu with furrowed eyebrows still a little frustrated about not having been able to fully rant but you set it aside for now so you don't ruin your date.

The evening goes on and you feel the stress leave your body the more you converse and laugh along with Taylor.

Even with how much lighter the atmosphere has gotten, you can't help but notice Taylor acting a little strange, looking around and fidgeting. You choose not to comment on it for the time being.

Nearing the end of the date, when desserts are finished and final drinks are being drunk, Taylor has her hand resting on yours atop the table. Her thumb soothingly rubbing over your knuckles. But her eyes keep shifting to something behind you so you feel this is the right time to ask, "Taylor, is everything alright?"

"Yes!" Taylor answers a bit too quickly. She clears her throat and tries again, "I mean, yeah. Of course everything is alright. Why wouldn't it be?"

"You've been acting a bit on edge tonight. Are you sure everything is okay?" You ask again, the worry showing on your face.

Her tense shoulders drop slightly as she sighs. Taylor nods her head smiling, "Everything is perfect honey," she replies calmly.

You notice the air around you change. The music being played at the piano becomes softer and Taylor won't stop smiling at you.

Taylor stops you from turning to look around by calling your name and putting her other hand out for you to place yours into. "I love you so much. From the day I met you, you have changed my life for the better."

You are a bit confused where this is coming from but you sit and listen to all the nice things Taylor is saying to you. Your mind starts to piece things together when you recognise the tune of the All My Life by K-Ci & JoJo playing behind you.

Rising from her seat, Taylor moves to kneel beside the table closer to you. You smile emotionally and Taylor laughs as happiness fills her eyes.

"This has been a long time coming but, Y/n L/n. Will you marry me?" Taylor opens a small ring box that she has seemingly pulled out of nowhere, a diamond ring sitting in the cushion.

You don't know how much time passes because you are staring at the ring, surprised this is happening tonight. You realise you haven't given an answer yet, "Yes! Yes, of course I'll marry you!" You exclaim.

Taylor slips on the ring then gets onto her feet so she can kiss you. You hear some people clapping around you but you are too caught up in your girlf- fiancé to care.

Taylor pulls away and rests her forehead against yours, "That explains why you looked so nervous tonight," you whisper making Taylor laugh.

Shortly after Taylor gestures you out of your seat and you leave the restaurant hand in hand. The addition of the cool metal feels strange on your finger, making you wiggle it between Taylor's grip.

The whole walk to the car waiting for you outside is filled with happy smiles and Taylor whispering all the ways she wants to celebrate with you when you get home.

[wndaswife]

Please please make a drabble about Taylor Sloane being denied to cum by reader because she's been bratty all day 🥺

「 taylor sloane & gn!reader 」

tags: smut, fluff, fingering, edging, praise, daddy kink, sub!taylor sloane, dom!reader. MINORS DNI.

word count: 1848

summary: Taylor snaps at you for trying to get her to feel sorry for how she treated the waiter at the restaurant you ate at together, and instead of letting her cool off, you decide to teach her a quick lesson.

“Yeah, this wasn’t what we ordered,” Taylor bit at the waiter, looking up at him with an unamused expression. 

He turned back to your table and flipped through his notepad. “The… the shrimp fettuccine alfredo?” he read out loud, looking up at Taylor.

“I’m allergic to shrimp,” she said, pushing her plate towards him. “I wouldn’t have ordered that.”

You rested your forehead in your hand then looked out past the open balcony of the restaurant.

“I apologise for the misunderstanding,” the waiter apologised quickly. “Would you like me to take this away for you and come back with something else?”

Dismissively, Taylor replied, “Get the shrimp out of it. I want a new one.”

You heard the waiter take the plate from the table and scurry off.

“Can you believe that?” your girlfriend scoffed with the waiter still in earshot. 

“It was a mistake,” you said, straightening and looking down at your bruschetta.

Taylor adjusted the fork and wine glass on her side of the table as if cleaning up the restaurant’s poor presentation. “After hearing the good reviews of these guys, you’d think they’d at least be someplace that pays attention to their orders,” she complained.

Ignoring her continued whining, you picked up a piece of bruschetta. 

“Can I have a bite?” Taylor asked, leaning forward in her seat and smiling at you. 

You positioned the bruschetta forward in front of her mouth and she stuck her hand underneath it to catch its crumbs before taking a bite. She hummed satisfiedly as she chewed.

“That’s really fucking good,” she said when she swallowed. 

“Gonna post a positive review on your Instagram?”

She answered with a laugh, “No. They still got my order wrong.”

Now feeling irritated by her snarkiness, you said, “Taylor, it was an accident, Jesus. It’s still a perfectly fine restaurant.”

“When you have standing like I do on social media, then you’ll realise how important it is that I recommend actual good restaurants to my followers,” she replied, leaning back in her seat and looking over at the restaurant’s kitchen. 

Taylor had good intentions, truly, she did. That knowledge was what kept your head together when she acted out like she did at the restaurant. Here and there, you’d bring certain situations up again at home or somewhere private, expressing how she’d made you uncomfortable. She was mostly understanding and mostly apologetic. 

But not today.

“I didn’t love how you were behaving at the restaurant earlier,” you told her, setting down the house keys. 

Sometimes it helped to be honest with her. You’d discussed this together before, previously setting boundaries about each other’s comfort and prioritising honesty. 

Taylor scoffed and set her boots off to the side. “Behaving?” she jeered. “What am I, a child?”

“Are you?” you asked, following her into the living room where she sat down on the couch. “Because that’s how you were acting.”

She leaned forward, her hands on her knees. “Sure, okay, Y/N, then let’s just let them get away with having shitty customer service,” she retorted sarcastically, rolling her eyes and leaning back onto the couch. 

You sat down beside her and turned on the television. “I don’t know what the big deal is,” you told her.

Taylor sat up on the couch, straightening her back and leaning forward with her arms thrown up in the air. “It’s not a big deal!” she said. “You’re making it a big deal. It’s a fucking restaurant.” She slumped back down onto the couch and crossed her arms petulantly.

For a moment you considered just letting her cool off and find it in her to apologise at some point. She would have to apologise for being a bitch sooner or later, because it truly wasn’t acceptable for her to treat those people the way she did simply because they misheard her order.

You looked over your shoulder to her and she was practically pouting, looking over at the window with her arms still crossed.

Then an idea came to you.

You set the remote down, letting some movie the two of you had been watching before you left for the restaurant play in the background. You moved close to her, placing a hand on her knee.

“Come on, Taylor, you know I don’t like to argue,” you said. “I don’t wanna see you all pouty.”

That made her more upset and she pushed your hand away while protesting, “I’m not pouty!”

“Okay, fine. You’re not pouty,” you gave in. “But I know you’re upset.” You moved closer so you could wrap your arm around her shoulders, bringing her in for a hug.

She looked away from you stubbornly.

You coerced, “Don’t be so childish. Tay, come on.”

“I’m not,” she answered.

“Prove it. Give me a kiss to show you’re not being a brat about it.”

While considering your words for a while, Taylor didn’t respond. Then finally she turned her head back to you and pecked your lips. 

“There,” she bit. “Are you happy n-”

You wrapped your hand around her chin suddenly, keeping her face towards you as you continued to kiss her. With your free hand, you pulled her legs towards you so she was no longer balled up on the side of the couch. You carefully mounted her. 

Her protests were muffled against your lips as she pushed at your shoulders and tried kicking you off. Your lips found her neck and Taylor’s squirming ceased. She pressed her lips together tightly and tried her hardest not to show any indication of pleasure. 

But as you looked up at her from the soft slope between her shoulder and neck, you saw the way her eyes were shut tightly and felt the way her hand began to run up your back encouragingly.

Spoiling her a bit more, you groped her breast through her blouse, pulling the collar of it down slightly to slip your hand down beyond her bra, your fingers brushing against her nipple that hardened at your brief contact.

She shuddered beneath you and finally uttered out a quiet, “Y/N, please, more.”

“You want more, baby?” you asked, kissed her cheek.

Your girlfriend nodded quickly and her arms wrapped themselves around your torso. 

Quick to oblige, your free hand ran down her stomach while you met her soft lips with your own, feeling her moan and exhale against you as you undid her shorts and slipped your hand into her panties. 

Your fingers came into contact with her already-wet cunt and you ran your fingertips through her folds languidly. 

“Oh, my pretty girl, this is all for me now, is it?” you inquired, giving her breast a harsh squeeze. Her body arched from the couch and with her hands flattened against your upper back, she pulled you against her so she could feel you close.

“Mhm,” she answered. “Always for you, Y/N.”

You kissed her lips and took her bottom lip between your teeth, tugging at it teasingly before letting go and pressing your lips to her temple. You drew circles against her opening with the pads of two fingers then after a moment, you slid three digits into her.

Taylor moaned and she buried her face in your neck. 

“That’s my good girl,” you praised and felt her clench around your fingers at hearing your words. 

Your thumb began flicking at her clit as your fingers found a pace to fuck her with. The confines of her jean shorts only allowed you to pull out so much, so you supplemented and thrusted your fingers back in with a certain force you knew she liked.

She began to massage her own breast while you worked on the other, clumsily pulling down her bra and collar of her sundress underneath her tits to allow her to tug at her nipple. 

You parted your fingers inside of her, spreading her soft walls apart. You peppered her neck in kisses, moaning against her skin and letting her hear how much you loved she way she felt, how much you loved fucking her pussy. 

“I’m close, daddy, please,” she pleaded, running her fingernails down your clothed back in desperation.

You lifted your head and released her breast to cup her cheek, making her face you. You kissed her swollen pink lips now removed of her lipstick and spoke against them, “I want to see you come for me, baby.”

Taylor was a wonderful lover in bed, simply because anything she refused to tell you you’d always be able to map out with her body. Oh, and how you loved shaping her with your hands, uncovering her secrets with her body and communicating in a language only the two of you knew.

You felt her as she grew close to her orgasm; she hugged you tighter, her breath hitched and nearly caught in her throat, her walls clenched around your fingers, she lifted her hips up and chased that flicking of your thumb against her clit.

You pulled out of her within a blink of an eye, leaving her to pant and catch her breath, feeling the way her heart beat wildly in her chest and the way sweat dripped down the back of her neck. Finding that it would’ve been cruel to laugh at her confused expression, you repressed your laughter and simply kissed her forehead as you pulled her bra and sundress back up and buttoned her shorts.

She stuttered as she sat up, “N-No, but I-I wasn’t… I didn’t-”

“I know,” you answered simply then pecked her lips. You slid your fingers into your mouth, tasting her juices and sitting back down in your previous spot. 

“Better than the bruschetta, really,” you teased once you licked the last bit of her from your fingers.

But Taylor wasn’t even listening to the joke she certainly would’ve playfully kicked you for. She sat up onto her knees and leaned against you, tugging at your sleeve and arm.

“Please! Please, Y/N!” she begged.

But you just replayed the last fifteen minutes of the movie, seemingly having moved on.

“Please, I apologise, okay?” she supplemented desperately. “I’m sorry for being such a bitch at the restaurant. I’ll… I’ll write them a good review on my Instagram, even. Y/N, please!”

You couldn’t hold back your laughter and you looked over at her, trying to pull your arm away. But she had a pretty tight grip on it. “Taylor, oh my god,” you laughed.

“Please!”

Meeting her eyes, you saw the genuine remorse for her actions somewhere past her crazed libido. Not that you were surprised, because like you’d always known, Taylor did have good intentions despite her habit of being a bit of a brat.

Damn.

She had you wrapped around her finger.

Seriously.

You placed your hands on her hips and lifted her onto your lap, uttering a playfully begrudged, “Fine.”

Taylor cheered and hugged her arms around your neck, kissing your face all over. 

“Oka-ay,” you whined. “Arms up. I gotta take your dress off.”

She obeyed quickly, but not before pecking your lips again.

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[wndaswife]

your taylor sloane rambles are just SO good, they make me all giddy! is honestly just sad the lack of stories with lizzie's other characters, like, taylor, leigh and jane deserve so much better

thank you!!!!! ikrrrr i love writing for her other characters! if u haven’t read them, i have some fics and also drabbles for her other characters

however not anything for leigh since i haven’t watched sorry for your loss yet 💀 BUT… @ginnsbaker has a really interesting looking series for leigh going on rn and she’s an amazing writer so u might really like that one!!

[wndaswife]

i keep getting writing urges in the middle of doing work or being in public and once i can actually do it at home i just lay and do nothing and suddenly the horny is gone uggggg taylor sloane drabble please save me taylor sloane drabble

[wndaswife]

missing taylor sloane… 😔🤕

literally miss her every day.... there's a fic for her somewhere in my wips... i should get back to drabble-ing it may satiate missing some characters T_T

[wndaswife]

… just two more requests to do from many weeks ago (838 wanda headcanons and taylor sloane drabble)

coughs

sputters

two more n then i can start working on my fic wips…

[writing-house-of-m]

Possibly a prompt for Taylor Sloane - “did you just follow me?” :)

Hello anon

Your drabble is complete, you can find it here 😊

I hope you like it

[piccadillyxo]

When I tell you I think about this little drabble at least once a day I-

After reading the Taylor fic, I can't stop thinking about reader being her PA (or something) and she keeps getting them to go on these ridiculous errands for her that results to reader starting to call her princess and being all sarcastic like "Your wish is my command, Princess". Which Taylor seem to hate it, but deep down she hates how much she loves it and how her body reacts too it. And they end up having a fight about her high demands, and Taylor starts walking away but reader grabs her wrist and pulls her back asking her "what the f-ck do you want from me?" and she stands there for a minute before she pushes them down on the couch and straddles them while kissing them deeply before breaking the kiss and leaning her forehead against the reader's. And there's a little moment between them where they're just trying to catch their breath. Then the reader finally understands their assignment and slowly start sliding their hands up her thighs and under her skirt while softly asking her "Tell me what you want, Princess?"..... (yeah, I'll see myself out now)

Okay but when I tell you I've been thinking about this 24/7 since you sent me this ask I-

You were about to yell when your back hit the plush couch; as bad as your bickering was, it was never an excuse to shove you, especially as hard as she did. But then she was on you, straddling your hips frantically and kissing you like a woman starved.

It took you a moment to catch up, stunned by the change in Taylor's mood. She'd just been ready to walk out when you grabbed her, but it was your snapping that finally broke her too. No one talked to her like that -no one dared to- and yet, you had. When she finally freed your mouth, a thin string of saliva hung on, evidence of her lust manifesting in her favorite lipstick smudged onto your previously bare ones. Her teeth worried over her bottom lip as you both breathed each other's hair and you found an uncharacteristic glint of uncertainty in the blonde's typically sure eyes. "So?"

The words sounded impatient, almost annoyed you were making her wait for an answer. As if you would ever say anything but yes to Taylor Sloane. "You haven't answered my question." Your hands slid up her bent legs, a low groan rumbling in your throat as you finally made contact with her impossibly soft thighs. You took your time with it, working over every inch of her smooth skin under her skirt. Warmth radiated from Taylor's core and as you crept closer, your fingers followed it like second nature. Your thumb and forefinger pinched her inner thigh just to hear her squeak in your ear, but she jerked forward before she could stop herself and your knuckles met her bare cunt.

You glanced up at her, watching her cheeks blush pink when you didn't move your hand away and she made no motion to either. She was noticeably wet, the joints of your fingers already coated in a fine layer of her slick. Apparently Taylor loved when you antagonized her. Fine then, you'd make her play your game now. The pad of your thumb rubbed at the fleshy top of her mound, millimeters away from where she so clearly wanted you. "Tell me what you want, princess."

[wndaswife]

˗ˏˋ masterlist ´ˎ˗

⇢ drabble masterlist

events: 1k celebration

characterization headcanons

ೄྀ࿐ wanda maximoff & reader ˊˎ-

i love you means you're never (ever, ever) getting rid of me | fem!reader | 18+

teacher’s pet | fem!reader | 18+

needy | fem!reader | 18+

be my baby | fem!reader | 18+

until death do us part | fem!reader | 18+

love thy neighbour | fem!reader | 18+

the warmest season | gn!reader

two slow dancers | fem!reader | 18+

young fidelity | gn!reader | 18+

just a shoulder to cry on | gn!reader

a change in you | gn!reader | 18+

matriarchal disturbance | fem!reader | 18+

centre of attention | fem!reader | 18+

little princess | fem!reader

frustration's rekindling | gn!reader | 18+

meant to be yours | fem!reader

showing off | gn!reader | 18+

to worship and submit | fem!reader | 18+

breach of trust | fem!reader | 18+

secret santa | fem!reader | 18+

trying your hardest | gn!reader

saving room for dessert | fem!reader | 18+

turn a blind eye | fem!reader | 18+

girl next door | fem!reader | 18+

˗ˏˋ series ´ˎ˗

love and loathing | fem!reader | 18+

˗ˏˋ extra ´ˎ˗

cultural character analysis

lesson learned | wanda maximoff & agatha harkness | 18+

ೄྀ࿐ lizzie's character & reader ˊˎ-

santa monica dream | taylor sloane & fem!reader

every waking moment | thérèse raquin & fem!reader | 18+

loss of patience | jane banner & fem!reader | 18+

do i own you? | thérèse raquin & gn!reader | 18+

plant roses at your feet | gerri fields & fem!reader

following your lead | taylor sloane & fem!reader

baby steps | gerri fields & fem!reader

genesis, awakening | thérèse raquin & fem!reader | 18+

it's your pleasure | taylor sloane & fem!reader | 18+

ೄྀ࿐ lizzie olsen & reader ˊˎ-

i’ll be your mirror | gn!reader

ೄྀ࿐ extra ˊˎ-

lizzie’s mbti & enneagram analysis

[writing-house-of-m]

Masterlist

Updated - 20 December 2023

Always remember to read any warnings. You are responsible for what you choose to read.

Wanda Maximoff

Rain on your parade [Fluff]

A week away with Wanda is what you needed. What you didn't expect was that a downpour would turn into a favourite memory of yours.

Good Days [Fluff, Angst]

You and Wanda have a good night with your friends. It takes an unexpected turn.

Morning Gift [Fluff]

Wanda is away being a good samaritan and you miss her.

Sweet Nightmare [Fluff]

You help Wanda after she has a nightmare. She doesn't expect what happens in the morning.

Rule Breaker [Smut] (Minors DNI)

A night of dancing has you wanting more.

Crushin' [Fluff]

You get caught staring at your crush.

Bend & Snap [Fluff, Crack]

Your date night with Wanda gets interrupted in the strangest way.

Not It [Fluff]

You get injured and want some sympathy.

Sexy Sokovian Fortune Teller [Fluff]

You want to ask Wanda out at the annual Stark Halloween Costume Party.

The Silent Treatment [Fluff]

You give Wanda the silent treatment after she betrays you.

Two Months, Too Long [Smut] (Minors DNI)

You and Wanda make up for lost time.

The gift that keeps on giving [Fluff] (AU)

Wanda spoils you on your birthday.

Home [Fluff]

Wanda is worried she has too many things when moving in with you.

Addiction [Angst]

You can't stop yourself from falling under Wanda's spell.

Photograph [Fluff] (AU)

When you and Wanda go through some old things at her family house, you recognise someone in an old photograph they have.

Till death do us part. [Fluff, Angst]

It was a joint decision between you and Wanda wanting to raise your family, full time. There is just one last mission before you retire.

Mistakes [Fluff] (AU) (Drabble)

You look after Wanda's boys.

The Rescue [Fluff]

You rescue Wanda from the Raft.

When the party is over [Fluff, Smut] (AU)

You have had one thing on your mind all day. It is time to make it a reality when you and Wanda are finally alone.

Endgame [Fluff]

The group talks about the fight against Thanos.

Connect... 4? [Fluff]

You spend a fun day in, with Wanda, Billy and Tommy.

Kiss and Make Up [Smut]

You and Wanda make up in the best way possible.

Natasha Romanoff

Don't Leave [Angst, Fluff]

Natasha comes back injured from a mission and you can't take it anymore.

Mission: Stay Awake [Fluff]

Will you be able to stay awake long enough for Natasha to finish her report?

just like You. [Fluff]

You tell Natasha about your daughter.

Falling for you [Angst]

Natasha is in love with you and decides to tell you.

Late Night Confession [Angst]

You are happy to see Natasha before she leaves again.

Cold hands, Warm hearts [Fluff]

Natasha warms you up on a cold day with an impromptu date.

Taylor Sloane

No More Interruptions [Fluff, Angst, Comfort]

You and Taylor are best friends. When her husband becomes insecure in their marriage and cheats on her. You help Taylor as much as you can through her divorce while you hide your true feelings for the blonde.

Follow [Fluff] (Drabble)

Taylor finds out you weren't following her.

Date Night [Fluff]

You celebrate your two year anniversary with Taylor.

Leigh Shaw

Someone Better [Fluff, Angst]

Leigh sees you after being apart for a few years wanting to start your relationship over.

Walk out [Fluff]

Everything works out for Leigh eventually.

Playing Games & Mischief [Fluff]

Leigh's sleep talking has you wondering what she could have been dreaming about

Jeff the landshark AU

It's Jeff [Fluff]

You and Wanda bond with an unlikely new acquaintance.

Welcome to the Team [Fluff]

Jeff meets the team.

Jeff the Avenger [Fluff]

A meeting before Jeff's first mission.