#tiffany x fem reader

[fanfiction4sooya]

Request: Reader waking up Tiffany on her birthday by going down on her. Thanks🙏

It took me ages, but I am slowly getting back to my old reqs. Thank you for waiting, baby! 💖💖 hope ya'll like it

cw: somnophilia, oral sex, cursing, humping, stablished relantionship, not really proof read, no mommy kink this time for once;

You were planning this little surprise for a few weeks now. You took Tifanny for a little weekend trip for her birthday, only the two of you in a cabin in the woods away from people, her fans, away from job duties, anything that would exhaust her more on such special occasion.

The night before you had a great time; you ate nice food and drank two bottles of wine. It was perfect.

Actually, almost perfect, since you two got so drunk your attempt to have sex went south because you two literally fell asleep naked in each others arms without even begining the act itself.

You woke up first, looking around, your head throbbed a bit but iit was manageable; your eyes scanned the room and there she was. Her ever so perfect hair a bit messy on her face, her eyes closed in a deep slumber, her lips slightly apart. You heart skipped a beat. You smiled, trying to recall the last time you saw her so disheveled.

Slowly you sat down, pulling the covers on the way, smiling again as you remembered the last night failed sex. You two were completely naked. You shivered. The thought of taking her like that went through your mind like a lightning, quickly arousing you.

"Would it be a good present?" You talked to yourself, you little mischievous thought only growing as your neediness grew as well.

Your gaze traveled around her naked form; her perky tits and slightly muscled abdomen, her milky thighs and the little bush of hair on her pretty pussy. Your mouth wattered. The need of drinking her sweet juices while she was in such state of vulnerability made yourself throb.

Slowly you crawled by her knees, lightly pushing her legs apart so she wouldn't notice you just yet; laying on your stomach you bit your lip when you faced her pussy. It looked so pretty from this close you always got a bit shocked.

Positioning yourself closer, you inhaled her scent, whimpering; you put your tongue out, licking just the tip of her hooded clit, that action eliciting goosebumps on your skin and in hers too. You hugged her legs in a lighter way to better angle your face and did it again, this time not only licking but attatching yourself on it to suck.

You watched her stir just a bit, thankfully she was a heavy sleeper and the wine also had a part on the job of keeping her knocked out.

You felt her slit drip a bit of her arousal onto your chin and her nipples get slightly hard, your pussy throbbed in response as you humped the mattress, feeling your own arousal slick through your folds.

Gathering her slick on your tongue you hummed against her core upon tasting that divine flavour, unconsciously closing your eyes in approval. You were so lost in her that you didn't even aknowledged her eyes open and her gaze fixated on your face.

Tiffany bit her lip trying to suppress a moan in order not to startle you. Her body jolted forward when you gave her a particularly hard lick and her hand instinctively found your hair.

"Fuck baby" Her voice sounded hoarse from sleep and you smiled against her sensitive clit, still attached to it as if your life depended on it. "Such a good girl" She caressed your hair, tossing her head back a bit.

She held your head a bit closer, moaning just a little higher; you felt how she was getting wetter by the second, your chin coated in her juices. You closed your eyes, rubbing your tongue on her pussy up and down, not stopping for anything except her command. But she wouldn't stop too, she wouldn't dare to lose that contact. Not when her pretty girl made her feel so good, so satisfied.

"Don't stop b-baby, I'm almost there" Tiff said in a shaky breath, her legs slitghly trembling. "You do me so good, darling" You rolled your eyes upon hearing her say that in that lustful tone.

You lost count of how many minutes you spent sucking her off with your whole might, humping the matress as if you were her little pet in heat.

"I am gonna cum all over your face baby" She held your head in place, forcing your mouth against her core. Cursing, moaning, in the wildest of ways. Her juices gushed in your face and you made sure to collect all of it, your own orgasm hitting you blindly hard.

It took you a while to stop sucking her off, your own dizzy state taking over your body as she praised you again and again, caressing your head.

When you finally stopped what you were doing, she was shaking harder than you ever saw her do it, pulling you for a deep passionate kiss.

"Happy birthday, Tiff" You said a bit out of breath.

"Happy birthday to me, my darling" She answered against your lips, kissing them again.

[naturesapphic]

Halloween/Fall/kinktober request are now opened!

Here are the characters/people that you can request for me to write if some forgot :)

• Natasha romanoff/Scarlett Johansson

• Lady dimitrescu

• Jade west/Elizabeth gillies

• Tiffany valentine/Jennifer Tilly

• Hanna Marin/Ashley benson

• Lauren jauregui

• Lorraine warren

• Olivia benson/mariska hargitay

• Clarke griffin

• Melanie Martinez

• Billie eilish

• Rhea ripley/demi Bennett

• Wanda maximoff/elizabeth Olsen

They can be about literally anything smut, fluff, Age regression or just regular fem!reader :)

Anons will be turned back on as well <3

[msneedful-ispleaseful]

Charles Lee ray (human Chucky) with a reader who is the opposite of Tiffany but he falls in love with her? You can choose the genre

Charles used to go for the crazy chicks, the ones who couldn't judge him because they had the same sick thoughts and desires to commit the horrible actions that he did. That's how he originally ended up with Tiffany, she was a firecracker, striking and bold, when Tiffany loved, she loved hard and did all she could to gain his approval but, despite her ruthless actions, she over time, began to judge him t, she began to crave change, a positive one, Charles disagreed, hence why he wasn't with her in his bed now.

Instead, a year ago now, he met you, the woman lying by his side, unlike his usual taste, was sweet, she volunteered at the public library during the summers, she visited the local daycare to help children with learning disabilities, and works as a therapist for teenagers, she was a family woman, craved children who would have an even better father.

She even spoke out against gruesome acts, how did they get together? Charles Lee Ray members the day he met you as if it happened hours ago.

Charles took a sharp inhale from his cigarette before tying his hair up, keeping the smoke in his lungs before exhaling he dropped the cancer stick onto the pavement and walked inside the coffee shop, he came in about once every two months and silently robs the cashier, he's been doing this for so long that it doesn't even cause a ruckus, but this time, he was standing behind a young thing, wearing a sinfully tight dress.

He taped your shoulder causing you to look over, but before he could ask you to move your smile beamed, and he, for the first time since he left Tiffany, felt a pull in his heart. That familiar feeling is what made him falter, it's what made him engage in conversation, over time he realized just how much you two truly didn't align.

But, your love and care for him made him want to hide his ugly traits from you, for the time being, at this time, it was carnal for him to go about these acts, but with you, right now, in his arms, he didn't need any of that, just you and your acceptance of him.

[kyleoreillylover]

Welcome to my Account! I am a wrestling/true crime blog that has a special love for womens wrestling, Jey Uso, Dominik Mysterio, and many others:) I take requests for WWE and NXT wrestlers. I will not take requests that are homophobic, racist, islamaphobic, anti-semetic, sexist, etc. No hate is welcome here :) My master list is below!

Series

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

CHAPTER 1- THE BEGINNING

CHAPTER 2- THE TEST

CHAPTER 3- TIME

CHAPTER 4- JEALOUSY

CHAPTER 5- CRACKS

CHAPTER 6-LOYALTY

CHAPTER 7- PART 1- THE BATTLE BEFORE THE WAR

CHAPTER 7- PART 2- THE BATTLE BEFORE THE WAR

Jey Uso

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Attention (ft. Sami Zayn)

Show, Don't Tell 📸 (ft. Sami Zayn)

Protectors(w/Sami Zayn)

Monster (w/Roman Reigns)

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐖𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 ♡

What's it like being the female member of the Bloodline?

Keep My Hands to Myself

Beat Them or Join Them

Sami Zayn

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Always Take Care of You (ft. Kevin Owens)

Attention (ft. Jey Uso)

Polaroids And Kisses📸

Anger Management (ft. Kevin Owens)

Show, Don't Tell 📸 (ft. Jey Uso)

Weakness

You look so Good Under Me

Protectors(w/Jey Uso)

Hotel Room(ft. Kevin Owens)

Dominik Mysterio

Proud of You

Addicted to You

Three's a Crowd (w/Carmelo Hayes)

Dominik Mysterio Headcanons

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 1

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 2

Instagram AU! Dominik Mysterio x Fem!Black!Reader

Snuggles

Rhea Ripley

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 1

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 2

Finn Balor

In Sickness and In Health

Roman Reigns

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Monster (w/Jey Uso)

Carmelo Hayes

Relationship Headcanons

Kiss and Make up

Three's a Crowd (w/ Dominik Mysterio)

Besties with Carmelo

Instagram AU! Carmelo Hayes x Fem!Black!Reader

Tiffany Stratton

A Few More Minutes

What's it Like Dating the Center of the Universe?

Wake Up Call 🩷

Kevin Owens

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Always Take Care of You (ft. Sami Zayn)

Hotel Room (ft. Sami Zayn)

Anger Management (ft. Sami Zayn)

Jimmy Uso

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Kyle O'Reilly

Comfort

Undisputed Era

Fem!Reader winning the Royal Rumble

Comfort in Losing

[cycat-carisi]

Morning News

Pairing: Steve Harrington x f!reader

Summary: You have some news to share with Steve, even if it's early in the morning.

Tags: Fluff! Established relationship, aged up characters, no y/n since I read it as yes/no in my head, lol.

Length: <1k. A short little drabble - my first Steve fic!

A/N: I'm a little late to the Stranger Things fandom, but as soon as I recognized that Steve would be the redeemable asshole, I fell for him hard. Over the seasons, he just kept getting better, and I adore him for it! <3

Fic below the cut or on AO3 here

He lays on his chest, the soft bedsheets nipping beneath the curve of his freckled shoulder blades. You place a warm hand overtop your husband's exposed skin, rubbing delicate circles over the area. He always had been a heavy sleeper.

"Steve...Steve?" Whispers of his name fall gently from your lips as the morning sun begins to peek through the blinds beyond you. "Honey, wake up."

Finally, a strained groan rumbles from his throat as Steve slowly rouses from a peaceful night's sleep. As he stirs, his legs spread to your side of the bed, feet blindly searching for yours like they always do.

Except, you're not in bed. Well, not fully anyway. You have already been up and awake for almost an hour. You would let Steve doze longer, except there's something you simply need to share with him.

Consciousness begins to set in when Steve doesn't find your warmth tucked in your normal place next to him. Removing an arm from beneath his pillow, he begins sliding it towards you. At last, he opens a bleary hazel eye to discover that you're laying atop the covers.

"Morning, baby," he manages, voice gravely with sleep. With a deep inhale, he stretches, rolling himself onto his side and further up on his pillow.

You smile affectionately at him. This is the person you love most in this world. Even with disheveled hair and creases etched into his skin from the bedsheets, he is still the one who makes your heart soar.

Steve meets your gaze, a slow, lazy smile spreading across his face. "You're up early. Everything okay?"

You reach out again, hand gliding up his arm before daintily pushing the errant chestnut locks away from his face. "Mhmm," you hum, but the hint of hesitation in your tone doesn't go unnoticed by your husband.

Steve's brow furrows while he shifts to prop himself up on an elbow. Those hazel eyes peer into yours questioningly. He knows you too well.

"I woke up this morning not feeling the greatest," you admit. Steve's concerned expression only deepens. "So," you flash him a small smile, "I tried something, just to see..." your voice trails off. Is this really how you should tell him? But Steve's features hold an array of emotions – concern, alarm, worry, confusion – and in your heart you know it's best to just come out and say it.

"Steve," you speak his name with meaning. Your tone, though soft and loving, makes him sit up a little straighter; peer a little deeper into your eyes. All you see reflected back at you is love. "Steve," you try again, more assured. "I took a test. We're going to have a baby."

Steve's eyes go wide at your words but immediately soften. You can practically see his heart swell inside his chest. "A...a...a baby?!" His voice is overcome with joy as he quickly sits all the way up to envelop you in his arms. Giggles gush from your lungs as Steve showers kisses on your temple, against your hair, along your forehead. He pecks your nose and your cheeks before leaning back to meet your gaze. "I'm gonna be a dad?" he chokes out, voice raw with emotion.

You nod adoringly at him, the widest smile parting your mouth. And that's when Steve kisses you – a proper kiss that pours every ounce of the love he has for you straight against your lips.

You slide your arms around his neck, gently tangling your fingers in the hair that rests there. You hope he can feel just how much you love him too.

Suddenly, a rumble of laughter bubbles out of your husband. "We're gonna have a baby!" he blurts incredulously, rearing back to admire your smile.

"Does that make you happy?" you tease, noticing how Steve's eyes sparkle with delight.

"I'm the happiest man alive!" He flashes you a brilliant smile that's all teeth and crinkled eyes. "And you," he continues, tone growing deep and affectionate, hand cupping your cheek. "You're gonna be a mom! An amazing, loving mother."

"And you will be an incredible dad, Steve," you coo, splaying your palm overtop his steady heartbeat. "You've got the biggest heart of anyone I know."

Steve's smile only grows.

"I love you," you whisper sweetly to each other, exchanging yet another intimate kiss.

Tenderly, Steve places a hand over your tummy. "The Harringtons have a little nugget in the oven."

You nod lovingly, raising your head to connect your gaze with his. "We still have to confirm with a doctor, but yeah, I think we're finally going to have that family we've always dreamed about, babe."

With a smile brighter than the morning sun, Steve once again leans in to kiss your nose. "I can't wait, sweetheart. I can't wait."

♡

Feedback is loved!

(I've also got another fic on the go that's slowly being filled in with ideas. Hopefully someday it'll get done!)

[ilovefoodandslasherswithmasks]

So I'm thinking of making fan fictions, I didn't get the books of certain characters just not to make canon accurate writing!!!

So I'm taking request now 👀🫦👀

Masterlist

Who I'm writing for:

Eddie Munson,

Billy Hargrove,

Robin Buckley,

Steve Harrington,

Chrissy Cunningham

(I think that's all the Stranger Things I wanna write, but you can always ask for others I'm up to all☝️🙂‍↕️)

Oh oh what else

A lot of slasher and the actors characters such as:

Billy Loomis (Scream 1)

Stu Macher (Scream 1)

Joey (Abigail)

Sam Charpenter (Scream 5/6)

Ethan Landry (Scream 5/6)

Mindy Meeks-Martin (Scream 5/6)

Tara Charpenter (Scream 5/6)

Cairo Sweet (Millers Girl)

Wednesday Addams (obviously duh)

Vada Cavell (the fallout)

Micheal Myers (Halloween)

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE (THE BOY, ID GO INSANE FOR THIS MAN FR, rooaf RRRAF wait he don't like dogs)

Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)

Tiffany Ray (Chucky)

Charles Lee Ray (known as Chucky btw)

More Characters are coming cause I can't remember all the ones I want to write about.

(Ask me about a character you really wanna read about, I might actually watch the movie/series etc or smth to get an idea! I'm open to completely new characters so don't worry about asking for a twilight character or smth)

[bella-goths-wife]

Texts with the slashers

Michael Myers

You: when are you getting back from killing?

Michael: 🤷‍♂️

You: that’s not an answer Michael

Michael: 🙄

You: okay well when you get back try not to tread mud in

Michael: 👍

Bo Sinclair

Bo: news flash- I’m horny and your not here darlin

You: news flash- I have a job and can’t suck your dick right now

Bo- news flash- man dies from devastating blue balls, girlfriend is main suspect

You: this just in, girlfriend is set free because the courts ruled that anything that small shouldn’t be lethal

Bo: fuck you

You: not today obviously 😌💅

Vincent Sinclair

You: heads up- Bo is in a bad mood

Vincent: what about now?

You: he thinks someone put glitter in his body wash

Vincent: DID YOU PUT GLITTER IN HIS BODY WASH?!

You: yes

You: he shouldn’t have thrown a plate at your head last week

You: little bitch 😒

Vincent: I love you

Thomas Hewitt

You: Tommy, baby please come up to bed

Thomas: sorry honey, if I don’t get this meat ready before morning we won’t have breakfast tomorrow

You: what if I want your meat for breakfast 😏

Thomas: Sorry baby not right now

You: 1 photo attachment

Thomas: ….

Thomas: give me 15

Asa Emory

You: Asa, baby, honey, sweetness can I please leave the hotel now?

Asa: …..

Asa: how did you get a phone?

You: I’ve had it the whole time, did you expect me to stay in a box all day with no entertainment?

Asa: and you didn’t call for help? Interesting

You: don’t flatter yourself, I’m not staying for you

You: my rent was due and missing people can’t pay

Asa: sometimes I wonder out of all the people in my life, why did I choose you to keep?

You: maybe it’s because I’m pretty and smart? 😎

Asa: no, that’s definitely not it

Tiffany valentine

You: hey honey, a package arrived for you

You: do you want me to open it or leave it for you?

Tiffany: I’m staying late at work sweetface so can you open it for me?

You: of course baby

You: opened it, it’s a weird looking ginger doll

You: is this a gift for the kids?

Tiffany: GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!!!!

Baby firefly

Baby: sweetie there’s a girl staring at you from the bar

You: okay? Do you want me to move?

Baby: no I want you to stay there and watch me

You: okay?

You: why are you approaching her?

You: OH MY GOD BABY YOU BROKE HER NOSE

you: WHY BABY

otis driftwood

You: do your laundry asshole

Otis: fuck off shithead

You: don’t step to me with a name like Fucking otis

Otis: the fuck

You: “the fuck” 🤓

Otis: ….

You: that’s right bitch

You: now do your fucking laundry

[peakhumanbehavior]

Comfort

Tiffany Valentine x Reader

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Warnings: Kidnapping (Doesn't happen in story but has happened) Nsfw! (I suck at writing these so bare with me)

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You lay on your bed unable to move because of the restraints. Just as you're about to fall asleep you hear a sound, a very familiar one

*Click* *Click *Click *CLICK*

It stops right outside your door. You try to focus on what's going on outside but are interrupted when the door swings open. Reveling a very drunk-looking Tiffany, wearing nothing but an expensive set of underwear and her iconic red heels

This wasn't new to you, for some hot woman to come stumbling into your room looking for someone to sleep with. She did this almost every night, it was her way of thanking you for 'being such a good doll for her'

She promptly closed the door behind her and walked over to you, trailing her fingers over every inch of your body she could touch that wasn't covered by the pesky fabric underwear you were wearing

She huffed when she tried to touch you, only to be met with the same fabric she hates oh so much. Why did she even let you wear underwear? It wasn't like it ever stayed on for long

She made way with your underwear, throwing them off and away from you and viciously attacking your body with kisses and bites. Not caring about going slow tonight

Her hand came up and trailed your thighs, going closer and closer to the spot you wanted her to go near but she avoided it every time. She did love messing with you

She carefully climbed on top of you, straddling your stomach. You both shivered from the contact

She gasped as she started moving up and down, gradually getting faster and rougher. She was a woman who always knew what she wanted and she always got it. No matter how it affected others

Do you want to be touched? Oh well, she's not in the mood for it

"Mhm~ Fuck~" She moaned, going as fast as she possibly could

You felt her tense up on top of you, she was close. With a final thrust, she came, waves of cum gushed out of her and spilled onto you

She laid down on top of you, before kissing you.

"I needed that" She breathlessly spoke, after finally regaining her composure

She carefully traced your chest before pulling the cover over the two of you

"I love you" She whispered before she broke down crying, oh how you wish you could say it back but the little voice in the back of your head reminded you that this was just a small moment of humanity she had before she went back to the crazy murderess woman she was

Sometimes you wished you could experience this side of her more but it was only confined to the safety of this room. Maybe one day you'll be able to roam the hallways and act like a truly happy family but the only thing you could do now was comfort her when she needed you

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[lizziesangel]

RAFE CAMERON - mini boyfriend

x FEM!reader - MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: rafe doens't realise your mini boyfriend is actually your sonny angel

WORD COUNT: 1802

GENRE: fluff

CONTENT WARNING: /

‘he may bring you happiness’

it was your anniversary, and rafe had been surprisingly sweet about it all day. he’d planned dinner at your favorite restaurant, bought you flowers that were still sitting pretty on your desk, and was now lying on your bed while you got ready in the bathroom.

the sound of the shower running filled the room, steam creeping out from under the bathroom door. rafe had been patient for a while, scrolling aimlessly on his phone, but your phone buzzing on the nightstand kept pulling his attention.

he ignored it the first few times. he knew you got a lot of notifications, and most of the time, they weren’t urgent. but after the fifth buzz in under two minutes, he couldn’t resist anymore.

“what the hell is so important?” he muttered, reaching for your phone.

he unlocked it quickly—he knew your passcode, and you never cared if he used it. the messages were from sarah, which made him pause. his sister wasn’t exactly someone he thought would be texting you on your anniversary.

he clicked the notification, and the messages popped up.

rafe froze, staring at the screen. “mini boyfriend?” he said out loud, his jaw tightening. what the hell was sarah talking about? who was she talking about?

his mind immediately went to the worst. sure, you were dating him, but rafe knew how people saw you—sweet, funny, way too good for a guy like him. he didn’t think you’d cheat, but this? it didn’t sound great.

he tapped the screen, about to scroll up, when he heard the water shut off in the bathroom. panicking, he put the phone back down where he found it.

rafe flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to pretend like he hadn’t just seen that. but the words mini boyfriend kept replaying in his mind, eating away at him.

meanwhile, your screen was still lighting up with messages.

dinner was perfect. well, almost. the table was beautiful, the food was amazing, and rafe looked so good in the crisp white button-up you loved. but something about him felt… off. he wasn’t being cold—actually, he was softer than usual. maybe too soft.

he pulled out your chair for you, asked if your wine was okay twice, and kept checking in on you in a way that felt less like boyfriend-y attentiveness and more like guilt.

you tried to shake it off. maybe he was just nervous—it was your anniversary, after all.

but when the waiter cleared the dessert plates and you leaned closer to tease him about stealing your crème brûlée, he barely cracked a smile.

“babe,” you said softly, resting your hand over his. “what’s wrong?”

he blinked at you, as if caught off guard, and quickly shook his head. “nothing. nothing’s wrong,” he said, but his knee bounced under the table, and he wouldn’t meet your eyes.

“rafe,” you pressed, squeezing his hand. “are you sure?”

“yeah,” he said quickly, then ran a hand through his hair. “just—here.”

before you could say anything else, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small turquoise box, the iconic white ribbon tied perfectly around it.

your breath caught in your throat. “rafe…”

“it’s not a big deal,” he said quickly, sliding the box across the table to you. “i mean, if you don’t like it, i can get you something else. something better. more expensive.”

your hands were shaking as you picked it up, untying the ribbon with a mix of nerves and excitement. the second you opened the box and saw the delicate tiffany & co. bracelet inside, your heart stopped.

it was the bracelet. the one you’d shown him months ago in passing, not thinking for a second that he’d actually remember.

“rafe,” you whispered, your voice cracking as tears welled up in your eyes.

“what?” he asked, watching you carefully. “is it okay? i didn’t know if you still liked it or—”

“are you kidding?” you interrupted, looking up at him with watery eyes. “i love it. i’ve wanted this forever.”

for the first time all night, he let out a small laugh, his shoulders relaxing. “yeah?”

you nodded quickly, slipping the bracelet onto your wrist and holding it up to admire it. “it’s perfect.”

he smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“rafe, baby, what’s wrong?” you asked, lowering your hand to hold his.

he hesitated, staring down at the table for a moment before finally shaking his head. “nothing. as long as you’re happy, i’m good.”

but you could tell there was more to it. and as much as you wanted to press him, you didn’t. not yet. because tonight wasn’t about whatever was going on in his head. tonight was about the two of you.

rafe’s grip on the steering wheel was loose, his eyes fixed on the road as you leaned back in the passenger seat, admiring your bracelet under the glow of the streetlights.

“can we stop by john b’s real quick?” you asked, breaking the silence.

he glanced at you, a little confused. “why?”

“i just need to pick something up,” you said vaguely, trying not to give anything away.

his jaw tightened for a split second—he still wasn’t entirely sure what sarah’s texts earlier had been about, and hearing john b’s name wasn’t exactly helping—but he nodded. “yeah, okay.”

the drive was quiet, the tension in the car lingering just under the surface. when you finally pulled into the chateau’s driveway, you hopped out before rafe even had a chance to kill the engine.

“i’ll be quick!” you called over your shoulder, disappearing inside.

quick turned into ten minutes. then fifteen.

rafe leaned back in the driver’s seat, drumming his fingers on the wheel as he waited.

inside, you were crouched on the floor of sarah’s room, your excitement bubbling over as she showed you her latest unboxings.

“i got the cow one!” she squealed, holding up the tiny figurine.

“oh my god,” you laughed, carefully holding the one you’d just picked up. it was perfect—exactly what you’d been hoping for. you turned it over in your hands, smiling at the idea of giving it to rafe. he always rolled his eyes whenever you gushed about how fun they were, but you knew he secretly loved the way you lit up when you talked about them.

you couldn’t wait to see his reaction.

“okay, i really have to go,” you said, stuffing the tiny box into your bag and standing up.

sarah smiled. “have fun giving that one to him.”

you waved at her, laughing as you left.

back in the car, rafe glanced at you as you climbed into the passenger seat. “what took you so long?”

“sorry,” you said, trying to sound casual as you shoved your bag under your seat. “sarah was just showing me something.”

he raised an eyebrow but didn’t push it. instead, he pulled out of the driveway, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly.

“you good now?” he asked, glancing at you.

“yep,” you said, trying to hide your excitement as you thought about the little surprise waiting for him.

back at tannyhill, you practically pulled rafe inside by the hand, practically buzzing with excitement. he trailed behind you, still a little lost in his own thoughts, but he followed because, well, that’s just how it always was between you two.

“okay,” you said, leading him to the couch and gently nudging him to sit down. “sit down. i’ve got a surprise for you.”

he raised an eyebrow. “a surprise? for me?”

“yes, for you,” you said, grinning as you reached into your bag and pulled out the tiny, wrapped box. “since, you’ve been giving to give me a lot of things, this one’s for you.”

rafe shifted, looking a little hesitant. “babe, i told you. you don’t have to give me anything. you shouldn't waste your money on me. you’re the one i’m supposed to spoil.”

you rolled your eyes, holding the little box behind your back. “it’s not expensive, i promise.”

he gave you a skeptical look. “if you say so.”

“now close your eyes,” you urged, a little giddy.

he sighed dramatically but complied, his eyelids falling shut as he settled back into the couch. “this better not be another trick,” he muttered.

“it’s not a trick, i swear,” you said, trying not to giggle. you handed him the little box, gently placing it in his hands.

“okay, open them,” you said softly.

rafe blinked down at the box in his hands, looking genuinely confused. “what is this?” he asked, turning it over a couple of times.

“just open it,” you said, eyes sparkling with excitement.

with a slight frown, he ripped off the wrapping paper, revealing a familiar-looking box. his eyes flickered up to meet yours, confusion still clear on his face. “isn’t this what you have all over your room?”

you grinned widely. “yep! and now, you have your very first mini boyfriend.”

rafe’s expression softened, his confusion shifting into a look of relief, then amusement. “wait, hold on. my mini boyfriend?”

“yep!” you beamed. “remember how you always said you didn’t get why I liked them so much? now you can try it for yourself. i thought you’d enjoy it.”

rafe blinked at the box, then at you. the whole situation seemed to settle into his brain, and a small laugh escaped him.

the entire time he thought you’d been seeing someone on the side.

“exactly,” you said, practically glowing with excitement. “isn’t he cute?”

he stared at the little box for a moment, a half-smile tugging at his lips as he carefully opened it. the tiny figurine—a pig—sat there, innocently smiling up at him.

“oh… it’s a pig?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “you really mean mini boyfriend, huh?”

“yep,” you laughed, leaning into him. “a very cute mini boyfriend.”

rafe shook his head, still chuckling softly. “i thought for sure it was some guy or something. i wasn’t expecting… this.”

you beamed up at him, the look of joy in your eyes uncontainable. “see? it’s fun, right? i knew you’d like it.”

rafe leaned back, still holding the figurine, his arm wrapping around your shoulders as he pulled you closer. “honestly, this is kinda… adorable. you’re ridiculous, but i get it now.”

“i told you,” you teased. “it’s just fun. and now you have your very own mini boyfriend.”

rafe chuckled softly, kissing the top of your head. “you’re lucky i’m crazy about you, or i’d say this whole mini boyfriend thing is weird.”

you smiled up at him, glad to see the look of genuine happiness in his eyes as he inspected his tiny pig figurine. despite the weirdness, he was enjoying it. and that made everything worth it.

“why can you see his d-”

[luveline]

missing spencer x stripper reader these days

—Spencer visits the strip club unannounced. fem, 1.1k

Spencer can’t be clinical about it forever. You’re a sex worker. He doesn’t care, but he can’t ignore it when you look like that. 

You’re standing by the bar slouched backward, your abdomen bent forward, an unsexy position if you were to ask a patron, but weirdly endearing from where Spencer’s standing. Your heels are completely clear. He can see your toes, their painted nails, and the bandaid on the back of your foot where you twist. “Can I have another water, please?” you ask. 

The lingerie is blue. Spencer loves blue. Three pieces, a bra, underwear, and a suspender belt holding stockings the colour of your skin. He knows this is just work, that he’s not being a good friend thinking about how pretty you really look, but it’s not just pretty. His ears start burning the longer he sees it. You shift your weight from one foot to another and your thighs looks soft. 

You take your new glass of water and press yourself flush to the wall. Then you level your gaze and see Spencer watching you, expression jumping from happy to confused to knowing. 

“Hey, Spencer,” you call, hard to hear over the music pounding and the sound of men jeering at to the left near the big stage. “Are you here to see me, or is it a pleasure trip?” 

He clears his throat as discreetly as possible and makes his way to you. The heels make you taller, your legs longer, and the lingerie reveals simple things he doesn’t often think about, the shapes of your breasts, the curve of your sides, your hips leading down… Oh, god, he thinks, feeling sorrier than sorry. 

“You okay?” 

“I came to ask you that.” 

You frown, perturbed. “Why?” 

“You didn’t answer your phone. I just wanted to make sure everyone was still being nice to you.” 

Your frown softens but doesn’t fade. “It’s broken.”

See, he’d believe you, but you used to wear this Tiffany necklace with a soft bevelled heart around your neck until recently, when you told Spencer you lost it, and showed him your second tell. When you’re in pain, your hands tend to strain from you, pushed out and fingers curling. When you lie, you smile too soon, and your eyes catch on the freckles on his nose. 

He pulls open his messenger back and sorts through papers for the black and silver mobile. It’s his emergency phone; should something ever happen to the first, he still wants to be able to contact the outside world. “Here,” he says, offering it to you. 

You’re still. “I can’t take your phone.” 

“It’s a spare. A burner phone? I bought it for emergencies, and this could be one.” 

“Spencer, I can’t…” 

“Please, will you? I’ll get another one.” 

You need a phone. Maybe ten years ago you could get by without one, but you need a phone to arrange bills, talk to your landlord, your boss, your doctor, whatever. Being without one in an emergency could mean bad things. 

You take it, biting the inside of your cheek. 

“It’s not very fast,” he says. “There’s a prepaid sim in there for now, but I can get you a real one.” 

“I can do that. Thank you, Spencer. I’ll pay you back.” 

“I don’t want you to pay me back,” he says with a real smile. 

“I could pay you back… with a dance?” You lean across to tap his elbow. “I saw you looking at me, Spencer Reid. We can go somewhere private.” 

Suddenly, it’s like the air in the room is being sucked out, leaving him, and you, and your beautiful bare skin alone in a tight space. 

He raises the arm you’ve tapped to tap you back. “You’re beautiful,” he says, sure you can see the blood in his cheeks, “but I don’t need anything from you. I want you to have the phone because I know you walk home by yourself most nights, it’s not so you owe me. You don’t owe me anything.” 

He shouldn’t have added that last part. He’s worried you’ll be angry with him for saying something that might embarrass you, but you give him a softer smile. Real, and nothing like the playful fire you’d held when you were offering a dance. “You sure?” you ask quietly. 

“I thought we were friends?” 

“I think so too.” 

“Can I ask you something unrelated?” 

You squint with mock suspicion. “That depends.” 

“Are you cold?” 

You laugh, grabbing his arm as you do to steady yourself on your precarious footwear. “I’m surprised I haven’t got hypothermia,” you say, face tipping gently to your shoulder. “But I don’t think I’d make any money in a hoodie.” 

Spencer doesn’t see how that could be true. You're one of the prettiest girls he’s ever seen, if not the prettiest, and even if you were in a hoodie that would still leave your legs to make money. He’s sure they could. He’s also sure that he shouldn’t say that aloud, instead digging through his bag for the real thing he’d brought you. “Here,” he says, handing you a chocolate chip and strawberry protein bar, “for your rumbling stomach.” 

Those few nights you’d stayed with him, you’d been a little shy and more afraid, probably worried he’d hurt you while you were vulnerable, though he had no intention, but you’d start to let pieces of you through the cracks. You like dancing but not men. You like fresh fruit, the smell of a new car, and buying new clothes. Stripping isn’t, like, easy, you’d said once, sitting cross-legged on his couch with a bowl of soup and that awful shiner, It probably looks easy. People think that the hardest part is being pretty, but it’s not. 

What’s the hardest part? he’d asked, sympathetic and curious simultaneously. The hardest part statistically would be the high rates of femicide and assault. 

It makes you so hungry. It’s like constantly working out every night.

“That’s for me?” you ask. 

“So you can survive your workout.” 

“Spencer, I think you’re the most romantic guy I’ve ever met.” 

He presses the protein bar in the same hand as the phone, ducking his head just a bit, just to see you clearly. “That’s awful. I’m so sorry.” 

You seem to think this is the funniest thing he could’ve said, pressing your face briefly, heart-achingly to his shoulder, before pulling away to beam at him. “Don’t be sorry. You’re the best guy ever. And I had this investment banker come in a few days ago who gave me a hundred dollars to listen to him talk about his new kitten.” 

“I’m surprised I beat that.” 

You spread a hand over his heart. “I wouldn’t worry about competition, Dr. Reid.” 

[fanfiction4sooya]

Hello, I hope that you're doing well ! May I please request a smutty/fluffy Tiffany fic with younger idol reader?  Where reader is a small ball of shy sunshine.. She's so sweet and understanding and very likeable.. Tiffany is very protective/slightly possessive of her younger gf.. So what happens when someone tries to ask out reader in a very public way? (It can be an idol or another celebrity.)

Hi luv!! first o all thank you for the request, I love snsd so much but there's barely any requests for them!! I hope you like it, hun 💖💖 btw sorry if it's short, I'm not really a fluff writer 😩

🌸🌸🌸🌸

When you and Tiffany started going out (after she made the first move, of course) it took you a while to get used to how protective she was. Not that it was a bad thing, but sometimes it seemed like she could see things you couldn't, feel people's intentions way before you could even process them. Like the day one of the boys from a new group 'accidentally' spilled juice on your chest at the inkigayo's backstage and she literally made him apologize after talking to his manager and taking his phone from his hand just to smash it. Like imagine, the Tiffany Young scolding you in front of every single person present.

It got you upset, the situation didn't need all that, you thought, but of course she brought receipts: his phone with some very nsfw pics of you; up your skirt and a video of your wet chest.

That was all she did: watch you like a hawk and protect your naive self from anything and anyone.

They all knew you were hers, but of course no one dared saying anything out of fear or respect. And whoever dared looking at you the wrong way, boy... they regretted it.

You two were attending a party, something you guys were very fond of, given your both glam nature and it was all going so well it was like a dream.

"I am going to great some old friends, love" She leaned towards you, whispering on your ear. "Wanna come?" She smiled at you, her pretty brown eyes ever so in love.

"Can I stay here for a bit more?" You asked, closing your eyes to take in the fresh air of the secluded balcony away from all those people. "This breeze feels so good against my skin..." Your eyes met hers and well, they were equally in love.

"Of course you can, sweetheart" She gave your empty glass of champagne a look. "I'll be right back bringing one more, alright?" You nodded and she left.

You had your back to the party, admiring the city lights in your little introverted bubble when you felt a soft hand on your bare back. You turned around smiling for Tifanny only to be met with someone else instead.

"Irene sunbaenim?" You said, surprised. You smile faltered a bit, she wasn't your Tiff after all. You always liked to think that a few things were for your girlfriend's eyes only and that smile was one of them.

"Finally I met you by yourself" Her eyes were dangerously scanning your red dress. "I like your outfit" You blushed, lowering your head. She handed you a glass of champagne.

"Thank you..." Your hand nervously grabbed the glass, so shy you felt like a baby deer caught in the headlights. "Tiff chose it for me" You mindlessly said, quickly understanding by her look your mistake. "I mean... Tiffany sunbaenim uhm... Helped me choose" You furiously blushed and her eyes hardened on yours.

"Is she what?" Your innocent self didn't feel the poison on that question at first. "Your sugar mommy?" She bit her lip and you frowned, deeply hurt by that. "If that's the case I can be better for you..." She stepped closer and you opened your mouth to respond but nothing came out, your eyes were full of tears. "I could use a pretty thing such as yourself as my sugar baby" her breath fanned over your face and you lowered your head.

"Harassing one more young girl, Bae?" You heard her voice way before seeing her slightly taller frame. She knew how to be quite intimidating.

"Tiffany" Her voice came out as a snarl. Tiffany's eyes met yours and she grew ever angrier after seeing how hurt you seemed. Next thing you knew her slender fingers and sharp nails had enveloped irene's arm.

"If you talk to my girlfriend like that again i will end you" Her voice sounded low, dangerous. Irene smirked.

"You think I'm some easily impressed newbie?" She rolled her eyes. "You can't do anything against me and also... I was just talking to her, jesus" You held Tiffany's hand so she could let go of the other's arm. She relaxed a bit under your touch but you knew she wanted to throw the drink on the other's face.

"Can we go, please?" Your voice sounded small, unsure. You just wanted to run far away from that.

"This is not over, you are going to pay for upsetting her" She took your hand on hers, firmly walking away hand in hand with you for everybody's surprise. She never really touched you in public, always keeping the discretion for your sake.

The ride home was quiet and quite painful in the beggining. Your head were on her chest the whole time hearing to her strong and steady heartbeats, trying to calm yourself down so you could talk to her without crying,

"Tiff" You called and she only hummed, waiting for you to continue. "Do you see me as a sugar baby?" She never stopped caressing your hip, kissing the top of your head and lifting your face gently by your chin.

"No, my love" Her eyes were sincere and her voice controlled. "you are my girlfriend, hopefully my wife one day" Your cheeks got furiously red.

"But the others think..." She rolled up the partition of the big car, blocking any sound the driver could hear.

"The others think a lot of things" She pulled you to her lap to straddle her, a steady hand on your lower back. "If you keep trying to prove anything they'll keep doubting it just for fun, love" She gently kissed your knuckles, that intimate act giving you goosebumps. "Forget about them, it's just you and me" She kissed your wrist and you slightly shivered. She smiled against your skin, kissing your shoulder next.

"But Irene sunbaenim..." You tried to say and she cut you off.

"Forget about her" She sounded demanding. "I am yours and you are mine"

Her lips ghosted over your lips, her eyes staring into yours.

"You are mine" You recognized that tone. It was the possessive tone you loved, the one that made your legs weak when she used.

"I am yours" You whispered against her lips and she finally kissed you, one hand holding your waist while the other threaded on your locks.

It was fervent, passionate. Her kiss always made you feel good but that one was different, electrifying even. Her tongue quickly found yours, massaging it and making you whimper.

You skin felt on fire, as she bit your bare shoulder, pulling your hips forward to meet her knee. Moaning, you bit her lip and she gave you a whimper of approval, pushing your hips back while keeping one hand on your nape.

"Tiff, oh jesus" you whispered and she kept that pace. You were drenched, feeling your clit literally pulse inside your underwear as your wetness stained her black dress.

"Yes love, call my name" She growled and you tossed your head back, humping her leg with all the power you had, thinking how it was so fucking good you'd cum in no time if it kept that way.

"I think I'm gonna cum" You managed to say, rolling your eyes and scratching her shoulder, never stopping your hips.

"Not on my thigh you'll not pretty girl" She pushed you from her lap, positioning you in a way she could eat you from behind.

Your legs were spread apart as she ripped your panties from you, her tongue quickly finding your slit to gather some of your juices on it; your hand prints were all over the window already, your cheek glued to it in look for any support. Her skilled tongue kept it's assault on your pussy as it went in and out of it, her chin repeatedly hitting your clit made you jolt in pleasure. It was mind blowing, bone chilling, insane how she could have you wrapped around her finger with so little.

"Please tiff, please" You pleaded as if it was a prayer. You didn't know if you prayed to god or Tiffany, you only knew that in that moment she was devoted to you too. There, between your legs, she showed how adored you were and how much of her she could give to you.

You came in her mouth, gushing your nectar on her tongue as she lapped it up, spreading your wetness all over her face in pride. Trying to catch your breath your limp body was pulled out of the post orgasm haze and soon you found out why: her tongue was shoved down your throat, your taste passing from her tongue to yours felt delicious.

You kept kissing for a long time, sitting on her lap again. You held her against you and she did the same, not really wanting to let go of that warm embrace so full of love and vulnerability. Only after a while you two realized the car had stopped and you were in front of your shared mansion.

"I love you" She said and you took a deep breath.

"I love you too" You gave a little butterfly kiss on her nose and she crinkled it in the cutest way.

"Come on, pretty girl" She caressed your soft hair. You looked at her with doe eyes and she bit her lip. "I'm gonna show you how much I love you in our bed" Her whisper on your ear made your pussy throb.

Oh you loved when your girlfriend wanted to prove a point.

[naturesapphic]

Tiffany x fem getting spicy on Halloween (lots of humiliation and degrading) night while like horror movies play in the background, :33 could you also do mommy jennifer x little just having a cozy night in, and jennifer treats the little more infant like

Day ten: Halloween Night

Tiffany valentine x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, humiliation, degradation

Kinktober Masterlist

A/n: I will do the age regression part later so keep an eye out for that :)

A/n 2: art is not mine :) credits to @jurassicass

“Such a little slut for me.” Tiffany whispered in your ear as her slender fingers pump inside your pussy. It was Halloween night, Tiffany and you were watching horror movies while y’all were waiting on the Halloween cookies that the two of you made. One thing led to another and you were stripped naked while Tiffany was in her black and red lingerie set, fucking you senseless with her fingers.

She wanted to fuck you so much that she clipped the fingernails off of her middle and index finger so she could finger you. You knew how much she loves her nails so this just proved how much she truly loves you to do that. Frankenstein was playing in the background but your moans was drowning out the movie which Tiffany didn’t mind one bit. Your moans was music to her ears, she would listen to them on repeat, twenty four seven.

Tiffany used her other hand to grab your face, her nails digging into your cheeks as she lifts your face up. She guides your face to make you look out the window, the tv in front of it but you could still see through it. “Anyone who walks by can see me fucking you babygirl. Wouldn’t that be a shame if someone walked by huh? Seeing you being a complete slut for me.” She said lowly in your ear making your body shiver from her words and the tone of voice she used.

“So pathetic.” She said as she curls her fingers so they are hitting your g-spot and your mouth falls open. Tiffany leans down and shoves her tongue in your mouth, exploring every inch of you. You moaned and she used the hand that was squeezing your face and went down to your breasts, squeezing them and pinching your nipples. That added to the pleasure and you were about to cum undone, you were squeezing her fingers tight making her smirk against your mouth.

“You gonna cum for me little girl hm? Gonna be a slut and cum all over my fingers when there could be someone watching us?” She said and your cheeks flushed at the thought of someone actually watching the two of you. When you didn’t answer she gently slapped your cheeks making you whine. “Y-yes! G-gonna c-cum for y-you tiff…m’your slut…” you whimpered and Tiffany gave you a wicked smile as she pinched your nipples more and increased the speed of her fingers making you see a galaxy.

You closed your eyes and let your orgasm take you. You came hard all over her fingers, soaking them in your cum. Tiffany gently pulled them out and popped them into her mouth, gently sucking your cum off. She hummed in delight at your taste while you were still recovering from your mind blowing orgasm she just gave you. You were brought back by the sound of dinging and you opened your eyes and looked over to see the dinging sound was coming from the oven.

“I’ll go check on them and then we will do your aftercare okay sweet face?” Tiffany said sweetly as she gentlys gets up and lays you back on the couch cushions. Tiffany goes over and takes the cookies out of the oven, the smell of them making your mouth water. She sits them on the stove and lets them cool off while she goes to tend to you. She gets a cold wash cloth and cleans your body, making you whine at how sensitive you are. “Shhh shhh…it’s okay doll.” She says softly as she cares for you like you might break.

After she cleans you up, she grabs you some water and makes you take little sips so you can stay hydrated. Tiffany then goes back to the little kitchen and puts all cookies on a plate. She walks back to you and puts the plate on the coffee table in front of her. Tiffany goes and grabs herself and you a robe to put on and heads back over to you on the couch. She hands you the robe and you put it on, feeling the warmth it gives you. Tiffany puts hers on and quickly goes to get the two of you a glass of milk and comes back to sit beside you on the couch. The rest of the night, y’all cuddled on the couch while watching horror movies with cookies and milk on the table. What a great Halloween.

A/n: thank you for the request anon! I’ll do the age regression one and post it tomorrow :) I hope y’all enjoyed it! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all! :) Halloween is tomorrow!

[ghostfacesvalentine]

Princess treatment only - MultiMuse x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Multimuse x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Not many, some mentions of killing, but nothing graphic. Kind of fluffy

Type: HC’s

Request: N/A

Word Count: N/A

Prompt: Some HC’s as to how the muses would give the reader the princess treatment.

Notes: I don’t know where I was going with this, but this is mainly fluff, maybe sometime I’ll spice it up. I just had to get my writing juice brewing. Not proofread at all just go.

Jason Voorhees: Honestly, would treat you like a princess regardless. Will pick flowers for you when he’s outside. Always lets you borrow his flannels. Always walks in front of you to make sure there’s no danger, but looks back constantly to make sure there’s no danger behind you?? lmao. You won’t ever have to lift a finger when you’re with him. Literally at your beck and call. Will try his best not to kill in front of you, but sometimes it just ?? happens lol. Tries to be soft when touching you because you’re literally the most perfect thing that has ever crossed his path.

Michael Myers: Is your literal bodyguard. Will follow you anywhere and everywhere, you might as well call him your shadow. Lets you hug him and climb onto his lap whenever. Won’t hug you back yet, working on it. Nobody comes near you, no exceptions. Sorry. Stares at you most of the time. Can’t say it, but you’re literally flawless to him. Will use his body as a shield for you. Would kill anything for you. Eventually learns to put his palm against your cheek and that’s his second greatest accomplishment, the first being bagging you, literally and figuratively.

Tiffany Valentine: You won’t ever have to worry about a thing when you’re with her. Always gets her hands dirty for you. Lots of cheek and neck kisses. Praises your looks all the time. She will always brag about you whether it’s what you do, how you look, anything and everything. She would always make sure you have the latest clothes. She’d make sure you always had your staple make up pieces available. When it comes to killing, she’d get creative, that way you guys will never have literal blood on your hands, especially you, never you.

Billy Loomis: Lots of nicknames. Kinda only has a soft spot for you. Can never ever tell you no and stick to it. Won’t hesitate to kill anyone who makes fun of him for this. Drives you everywhere. Ties your shoes. Always makes time for you. Will help you pick out your outfits and tell you which one he likes and which one he doesn’t. Will wear the bracelets you make him. Anything in his closet is yours, help yourself. Always touching you, holding your hand, holding your waist, you’ve infatuated him enough to have him carelessly cover you in soft kisses, laying his head on your shoulder. Kinda creative with dates tbh.

Stu Macher: You will forever be his princess. Will carry you across puddles. Lots of cheek and forehead kisses. Would learn how to paint your nails for you during class. Always makes sure you have a good grade on your exam, whether he has to swap out the papers after class or make sure you get the right answers, you can absolutely count on him. You don’t have to use your brain around him, no worries. Thinks you look adorable in his sweaters, especially oversized. Loves when you sit on his lap. Prioritizes you over anything and everything. Even if you don’t like horror movies, Stu would absolutely find something else for you to watch.

Patrick Bateman: Honestly, when he falls in love with you, it’s princess treatment only. Will give you a skin care routine and help you follow through with it. Kind of makes you feel dumb, but not like a stupid dumb, more like a ‘oh dear sweet baby you are a little dumb but pretty, but dumb, let me help you’ Same thing if you fall asleep with your makeup on, Patricks on the way with the micellar makeup remover. Will speak up for you if you don’t like a service, he won’t be mean about it unless he has to. Always makes sure you’re hydrated (also part of your skin care routine). You will be a housewife/girlfriend. Feel free to splurge, you are his trophy princess after all. Will take you anywhere you want. Will make things up for you if he has to be at work late.

Leatherface: I don’t ever see a scenario where Bubba does not treat his s/o like a princess. It’s like part of the deal. Either way, expect wild flowers all the time. It’s his favorite thing to do for you. He even makes you a vase and makes sure your flowers are always fresh. Will literally die and kill for you without any hesitation. At his knees for you. Bubba will crawl to you across pins and needles if you asked him to. He’s always making sure you’re comfortable and safe, never hungry or in your mind for too long. Melts at your touch. Would learn how to dance just to dance to your favorite songs. Always gets awestruck with you.

Harley Quinn: Will absolutely take you anywhere you want, no matter how random it is. Always dazed when looking at you. Keeps pictures of you all dressed up in her bag or car or wherever she goes. Selina gave her a heart shaped locket once and yeah, you guessed it, the cutest picture of you is in there. Doesn’t hesitate to shoot any man for you. Leaves your face covered in red kisses. She would do anything to make you laugh. Anything you want, it’s yours! Just point at it.

Poison Ivy: Pamela will always spoil you, regardless of how you act. You’ve heard of people growing gardens for their s/o, she would grow forests for you. She’s the most gentle with you, gentle caresses and soft kisses. Paints your nails, brushes your hair while adding flowers into the locks. Always admires dressing you up and putting make up on you. Almost never wants you to leave. Slow dances with you. She’d do anything to keep you out of danger. You think Michael is a good bodyguard? Pamela is the bodyguard.

Bruce Wayne: hhnnnngh. Ok. No but you are the Princess Wayne. Spoiling you rotten goes without saying. Anything your little heart desires is yours. Helps you get dressed. His favorite is helping you with your stockings. Gentle kisses everywhere. Brushes your hair. Lifting you up constantly when there’s a crack in the pavement. Always the driver. Your safety is always first, always. No because whatever you want means whatever you want, which is why there are hello kitty plushies scattered across the Wayne manor. You’ve somehow managed to get your own cozy theater in there too. Princess treatment also means Bruce having to lay back just a teeny bit on Batman just to guard you too while you sleep.

Jason Todd: nmmnnmf YES. I don’t see him treating his s/o any other way. Lots of pet names. Loooves to help you get dressed. Sits you on the counter as he cooks. Never lets you out of his sight. Anything you want it’s yours. Always buying you cute socks and letting you wear his clothes. Forehead kisses. Oh man it’s so disgusting how much Jason loves his princess. Always taking pictures of you, no matter the angle. Would 1000000% tie bows into your hair if you asked.

Billy Hargrove: Honestly if he’s in love with you, princess treatment is granted. Always giving you his jackets, especially when you wear skirts or dresses out. Lifting you over mud and puddles. Subtle kisses on the head while you’re out. Body guard mode activated. He kinda becomes your shadow, appearing out of nowhere and greeting you with a kiss on the forehead. Ties your shoes without asking. Wiping any tears or smeared makeup off your face. Winks at you all the timeee.

Steve Harrington: Kind of similar to Stu, he always makes sure you pass your class. Poor princess doesn’t use her brain in school, too busy trying to stay awake. Always gives you his jacket, even if you don’t want to wear it, he’ll wrap it around you. Finds any excuse to carry you or pick you up. So affectionate. Kisses on the cheek, lips, forehead. Sometimes he will miss and kiss your eye but ugh it’s so fucking cute. Only has eyes for you. Tying your shoes, putting your socks on, literally just dressing you in general is a must. Literally will take you wherever you want, whenever. Drops everything when you call. Such a sucker with the nicknames for you.

Steve Rogers: Ugh another one. Think of him as a body guard who you get to kiss and sit on his lap. Always drops everything to make sure you’re okay. Cannot take his eyes off of you. So smooth with the reassurance. Kisses on the forehead constantly. Always tucks you in. Would help you bathe if you asked. Pulls you onto his lap every time you both sit down. Whatever you want, you’ll get. If he can’t do it, he’ll find a way. Cups your face in his hands when you cry, kisses your tears away. Ugh he’s your literal teddy bear, if you don’t like to be smothered? Pick another muse.

Bucky Barnes: Similar to Steve, he’s your shadow, but he’s a little more … upfront with it. He’s constantly wrapping an arm around you, eyeing anyone who’s eyeing you. He’s so gentle if you’re sensitive. Kissing your cheek is his favorite. Always lingering his fingertips around your crevices. Makes sure you’re never hungry. Always up before you are. Lets you sleep in. If you fight, he will never raise his voice at you. Ready to carry you if you’re too tired to keep walking around. Slow dances with you just because. He’s always worried for you, making sure you’re okay, you’re not sick or hungry. Pet names with him are a must.

Loki Laufeyson: Okkkk and in what situation did you ever think loki was not going to give you the princess treatment??? You are literal Princess Laufeyson. Though he, and Sebastian maybe, are the only ones who can probably, maybe, say no to you, if you pout enough maybe he’ll come to a compromise with you. He never wants to upset you though. Would literally wipe out a small world for you. Or a few. Ok even betray anyone for you. Always cleaning your smeared makeup, fixing your hair, wiping you because you spilled your drink. He’s so devoted to you, im going to throw up. He devours you with his eyes from a distance, you’re never leaving his sight.

Cloud Strife: Ugh ok. Literal bodyguard, as he’s hired to be at times. At your beck and call, though he’d never admit it. Such a sucker and can never say no to you. Though it may take time, he can start calling you ‘baby’ ‘sweet girl’ ‘love’ he’s so infatuated with you and doesn’t know how to handle it. Your safety is his priority. Always listens to you ramble on and on. Brings you flowers for no reason other than he was thinking of you. He’s such a sucker for you. Follows you everywhere.

Sebastian Michaelis: He’s probably the most tame out of everyone but that doesn’t mean he’s not a sucker. There are rules he’s willing to bend for you, literally willing to kill anyone that has the slightest interest in hurting you. Always makes sure you’re fed and if you want a sweet treat, he’s on it. Listens to you talk, even if it’s silly. Dances with you almost every night. He’s so graceful with it. Dressing you and feeding you is his favorite but he might throw in a few teases “poor sweet baby, you haven’t woken up yet to tell your left foot from your right” as you rub your eyes with the wrong shoes on. Of course he’s willing to help, even if he has the idea that you do this on purpose, he's more than happy to oblige.

Spencer Reid: Though his job wouldn’t encourage it, he still drops almost everything to answer you. Always finds a way to share time with his job and his attention to you. Reads to you all the time, whether in person or over the phone. He’s always making comparisons of you being the princess in most fictional stories that you both come across. He’s so gentle with you. Caresses your face all the time. You lay your head on his lap or sit on his lap as he reads away. Always making sure to keep up with your well-being before his own. Would 10000% pick up a habit of writing you little notes or picking flowers for you or taking Polaroids or something to remind you of your everlasting presence in his mind.

[kyleoreillylover]

HI i just want you to know i love you for being literally the only person on here who has written for tiffany <3

Thank you for your kind words!! Just for that, here's a Tiffany imagine just for you that's been sitting in my drafts for a while :)

Wake Up Call 🩷

Summary: You and Tiffany have to get to the arena early, and she gives you a wake up call you'll never forget.

Warnings: Smut!!! Pure filth!

Tag list: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav

“Baby, it’s time to wake up.”

Feather light kisses grazed over your soft brown skin, making your brain slowly pull away from the depths of sleep. More light kisses gently coaxed you into consciousness. Despite the temptation to meet Tiffany's sparkling blue gaze, you kept your eyes shut, allowing yourself to revel in the sensation of her soft lips against your skin, hoping she would just let you sleep peacefully. 

You were surprised when for a few moments, it seemed like Tiffany would actually let you sleep in, her kisses becoming less insistent. But just as you began to drift back into slumber, you felt her circle her tongue on your neck, making you groan and instinctively lean into her touch. You could practically feel her smirk against your collarbone as the teasing continued. 

"Are you awake yet, baby? We have to be at the arena early today." She murmured softly, her breath hot against your ear and your cheeks flushing at the sound of her voice.

"Noo…" You tried to lie, not opening your eyes to get her to continue her teasing.

"Oh really?" She sucked on your sweet spot before lightly grazing her teeth with her tongue, causing you to gasp in pleasure.

"That sucks. I was gonna try give you a little reward today..." She paused, giving you the opportunity to imagine what exactly she wanted to do to your body today. Her fingers brushed across your inner thighs where they were wrapped tightly around her middle, eliciting an involuntary shiver down your spine. Then the pressure from her hand changed to your hip bone. "But I guess I'm gonna have to punish you some other way." The words made your heart jump with excitement. Her words made you crave more...

"Tiffany," you whined, finally opening your eyes and meeting her sapphire blue ones that had a cocky glint in them "Oh, so you're awake now?" She teased, her fingers trailing sensually along the inside of your thigh as her fingers played with your panties.

"Yes-" You cut yourself off with a choked out moan when she teased your clit through your pajama pants and underwear, drawing a small whimper from you.

"I think I need to make you more awake," she teased. Her fingers dipped lower, moving further apart to play with the sensitive part of your folds and rubbing circles in the center of your wetness until you couldn't stand anymore. You gasped and arched into her touch. 

"Fuck." You managed to choke out between moans as her finger teased you again, circling your clit while she rubbed circles in your entrance, still clothed. You squirmed, unable to hold back any longer as your hips bucked upward against the bed frame in desperate attempts to relieve the building tension building inside you.

"This mornings about you," Tiffany whispered hoarsely as she pulled her finger away, ignoring yoru groan of frustration "And don't move unless I tell you to." She instructed, then quickly removed both of your panties and placed them on top of her discarded clothes. Before you could protest, she pushed herself onto her elbows and looked down at you with that intense look you always loved.

You bit your lip to stop from moaning when she leaned down and licked one nipple before sucking hard until it hardened, then moving her mouth up and down and around your breast before returning to suck on the other breast. 

"No, let me take care of you." You protested, pushing yourself toward her with a groan of protest.

She gave you a look, but didn't seem upset. “Remember what we talked about last night?" She asked, her expression turning serious as she straddled you, pushing you down farther than normal so that she was hovering over your face.

"Yes, but-" You tried to protest, only to be cut off by her kiss this time as she rolled her hips forward and began grinding down on you. Your mind instantly went blank as you tried to focus on anything else, but your desire for her won out as you moaned loudly into her mouth. Tiffany smiled victoriously at your moan.

"You need to take care of yourself. You're my girl, and you've been doing better lately, but you need to get used to letting me spoil you." Her thumb found its way between your legs, going to your swollen clit and rubbing gently back and forth, until all thoughts had left your brain. Only one thing mattered - Tiffany... Tiffany.... Tiffany. The thought came back to you almost immediately when she flicked her thumb against your clit with a firm pressure before sliding two fingers deep inside you.

"Fuuuuck!" You cried out as you grinded against her, heat rushing all throughout your body as her fingers worked you slowly. You could already feel yourself getting close to climax and desperately needed release, but if she wanted to go slow she wouldn't find that happening anytime soon."Fuckk! Fuckkk!" You yelled again, thrusting up against her and pushing her fingers deeper inside you. "Please... go faster."

Tiffany's lips went to your neck, and you could feel her wicked smirk on your skin as she sucked your sweet spot once again, sucking hickeys into your dark skin.

"Hmm. I don't know, Baby. You didnt listen to me this morning. Maybe I should just make you wait until you've learned your lesson." Her fingers went even slower, circling your clit slowly, so slow you could barely handle it. You needed her right now, needed her to make you come undone only in a way she knew how. 

"Please, please, please. I'll be good. I'll let you do whatever you want. I'll let you spoil me. Please. Fuck me!" You begged desperately, gripping onto her forearms and rocking your hips up against her in search of more friction.

Your words seemed to break through to her, as her fingers suddenly became quicker and quicker as if she'd become addicted to the feeling of her own fingers inside of you. "Alright, fine. But just remember what I said, or else this will be the last day you get to be spoiled.

"Mmm, okay," You hummed as she pushed her thick fingers into you. Your whole body jerked forward involuntarily as she moved faster, and your head fell back onto the pillow and your eyes closed, the heat pooling inside you growing with each movement of her fingers and every passing second.

"I'm so close, babe. So fucking close." Tiffany's eyes darkened at your words, the smile on her face growing bigger and wider with each breath. "As you should be." She commented cockily before driving her fingers even harder into you, making you scream in delight.

Tiffany pulled back slightly and watched your face for signs of impending pleasure. When you moaned and arched upward, she continued pumping her fingers into you, hitting that spot in your core that you knew she knew would make you go crazy, until you were shaking with the force of your orgasm. "Let go for me, baby. You deserve this."

You collapsed against the bed as Tiffany continued to pump her fingers, enjoying the feeling that coursed through your veins as she pumped into you relentlessly, leaving you weak and panting as she withdrew her fingers and kissed you, sucking her juices from your neck. 

"You are a godsend." You breathed out once you regained control of your senses. Tiffany shrugged nonchalantly. 

"Well, you know what they say, it's my job." Her smug grin was enough to make you laugh, her laugh turning into a yelp when you flipped her onto her back with a grunt and climbed on top of her, positioning yourself between her thighs.

"Nu-uh! What did I tell you?" In one swift motion, she flipped your positions, laying you underneath her, your body pressed flush against her own.

"I am spoiling you, whether you like it or not. But since you wanna be difficult, I guess I shall have to teach you a new lesson.." She purred, looking at you mischievously before getting up, grabbing something from the drawer and coming back to sit beside you.

"Sit up and close your eyes" You did what you were told, sitting up and shutting your eyes. She slipped underneath you, wrapping her arms around you and placing kisses on your exposed stomach and neck, causing goosebumps to form all over your body.

As your breathing increased, so did her pace. Soon she was panting heavily, her warm breath against the nape of your neck sending chills down your spine and your breathing speeding up. You were so caught up in the feel of her and the spell she put you under you didnt even feel your hands being pulled on top of the headboard until you heard a click.

"Tiffany!" You whined, your eyes flying open to see that she'd snapped the handcuffs on. You struggled against them, but it was no use. She smirked at you, hands caressing your thighs slowly as she laid beneath you, her face dangerously close to your core.

"I told you I am gonna teach you how to accept my help." She said in a low voice as she slid her hand down your leg and stroked your inner thigh, watching as the goosebumps broke out on your brown skin from the feeling. You bit your lip as her hand reached higher.

"By sitting on your face?" You quipped nervously, trying to push away from her to no avail, trying to ignore the wet heat spreading between your legs. Tiffany chuckled.

"Exactly. I get to watch you squirm. And you get to finally relax." She propositioned calmly, as if she wasn't driving you crazy this very moment and wasn't pressing closer to your core. Her tongue glided over her bottom lip, and you felt your chest tighten.

"Just enjoy it, sweetie." She mumbled before leaning down and giving you another wet kiss. Then slowly, deliberately she tried to lower your hips down onto her face, your glistening core teasing her with each dip down. She was so close to tasting you. So close.

The feel of her hot breath fanning your sensitive nerves was too much for you to resist, but you tried to pull yourself away from her, but she just held you tighter.

"Come on. Let me take care of you" She whispered, bringing you closer. Your breaths grew shallow, and you tried to hang on until she finally got annoyed and circled her tongue against your clit. Any fight you had left melted away as you moaned loudly, your entire body tensing as you dropped down onto her face, unable to hold back any longer.

Her tongue licked up your slit, running along your entrance before flicking it up and down at a steady pace to savor every inch of you, to savor the taste of you.

"Tiffany!" You moaned loudly. She didn't reply, just gripped your hips to make you grind against her face, sucking on your folds greedily and loving every single second of it.

She slurped at your folds , licking up and down your slit while her other hand went down to your core, her thumb playing with your clit, massaging and rubbing circles on you as her mouth devoured you.

"You taste so fucking good."Tiffany groaned, her words vibrating into your pussy as your hands pulled onto the handcuffs, trying to find something to hold on to. Your moans egged her on as she continued to lap at you until finally her mouth was on your clit and she was swirling her tongue around it, sucking hard and fast, causing you to arch your back and moan loudly, her hands still on your hips keeping you from bucking off of her.

Your legs were shaking uncontrollably as you tried to hold yourself together, but she felt you holding back and sucked harshly on your clit, almost ripping it apart, which caused you to whimper and grab onto the sheets below you. The sudden pain made her pull away for a short time so you could gasp for air before going back to work on your clit, the two of you both moaning loud enough to wake up your neighbors.

But Tiffany didnt care, as far as she was aware, neither of you had a home. Neither of you cared about what anyone thought. Or maybe you didn't. Hell, you were hardly thinking straight yourself at the moment, your brain completely gone. All you could think of was that her mouth, her touch, her body against yours, everything about this moment, you wanted more.

Tiffany's fingers fingered you in figure eight's, her tongue alternating between your pussy and your hole as she sucked you so hard you couldn't breathe. You could feel the familiar sparks shooting throughout your whole body and you were so close, so close, you needed her touch. Your eyes rolled back as your moans echoed through the room and your nails scratched against the headboard. You were so close.

"Tiffany!!" You moaned out as you felt yourself getting closer and closer .

"You're close, aren't you baby?" She murmured against your core, as she began to move faster, pumping faster, sucking harder. You gasped for air as the tension built within you, a high pitched keening sound escaping your lips as your grip tightened on the headboard.

"Let go for me." Her voice vibrated throughout your entire body as she wrapped her arms tightly around your waist andhoved two fingers deep inside you and pumped them, making you grind against her face. "Come on, baby. Just let go." She coaxed softly, as the pleasure built inside of you and you started to lose your balance on the bed, falling down onto her and pushing yourself further into her throat as her fingers danced on your clit and her teeth grazed your swollen bud, making you cry out again, and the feel of her tongue swirling around your nub was your undoing.

You came with a guttural scream that resonated throughout the bedroom and the only thing you can hear is Tiffany's raspy voice, chanting your name lovingly. 

Once you finally stopped moving against Tiffany's face and fell limp on top of her, gasping and sweating, your brain finally caught up with you. You lifted yourself up carefully and sat on top of her as you heaved for air. "Holy fuck..." You muttered softly, letting out a breathless chuckle when Tiffany lifted herself up and looked at you, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile.

"I told you I would take care of you, princess." She grinned proudly. "And I'm always right ." You snorted at her comment.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever helps you sleep at night." You replied sarcastically before she slid away from you and sat up, taking the handcuffs off of you. "But seriously, I love you." She turned and cupped your cheeks gently, smiling brightly at you.

"And I love you too, princess" She replied before bending down to peck your cheek softly. "You know me taking care of you doesn't mean that you are weak, it means that I trust you. If I could give everything from the universe to anyone in this world, I'd give it to you." You blushed lightly at the sincerity in her voice. "I want to give you everything you need too." You praised her back, earning another smile before she leaned up to plant a quick kiss on your forehead.

“Now, we gotta get to the arena in a hour and a half, so how 'bout you hop in the shower with me and I'll give you another wake up call?" She winked playfully and hopped down off the bed and into your master bathroom.

You stared after her, your heart skipping a beat at the mere sight of her wearing nothing but your shirt. And nothing else. You swallowed hard and quickly followed her, determined to make her heed her words.

"You better keep your promises, Tiff." You yelled as you ran after her into the bathroom, not wanting to spend one minute less in the shower without her.

And she definitely kept her promise.

[neos127]

she loves me not…?

synopsis𓆉｡˚ ✧ new idol y/n is absolutely in love with park sunghoon from enhypen. but when the boy is sent a screenshot of y/n admitting how hot he is to her friend and accidentally uploads it on enhypen’s official twitter, y/n is positive that her career is over. a few years later and after successfully redeeming herself to the public, y/n ends up becoming mcs with her newfound sworn enemy, park sunghoon.

— or in which…y/n has to hide her hatred for the man who nearly ruined her reputation while the two mc together on music bank.

park sunghoon x fem!reader

featuring. ningning (aespa), danielle (newjeans), chaewon (lesserafim), rei (ive) + enha boys

genre𓆉｡˚ ✧ fluff, slight angst, attempt at humor, one sided enemies to lovers

warnings. swearing, suggestive jokes, kys/kms jokes

taglist is now CLOSED

GIRLZPLANET members profiles ! ₊ ˚ ✩ ｡˚ ˚☽

one. PARK MF SUNGHOON two. tiffany couple three. said no one ever four. desperate hoon five. irresistible six. marry me seven. i just want her eight. mistake nine. taking it slow

[ilovefoodandslasherswithmasks]

Can we talk about this? Why are pictures liek this so aestheticly pleasing, I saw a bunch of these on my Pinterest and was like nah I gotta do it too. I don't regret it.

If you want to use this picture for a fan fiction cover or smth please ask or credit me. 🫡