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charlotteking23 · 5 months ago

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The Times You Have Pranked Lando - LN4

Lando Norris x reader

Summary: Putting suspicious items in the cart in front of Lando

Lando and you have a free day, so what better way to spend your time than shopping at a store?

Today you felt rebellious after seeing some tiktoks of girls pranking their boyfriends.

After grabbing some things for the house, It's time to put your plan into motion. Thinking about this, you started to grin evilly before putting on a resting face so Lando wouldn't suspect anything.

You grab a gallon of bleach putting in the cart in front of Lando.

"Why do we need Bleach"? He questioned

"Because we ran out," You said trying to play it off, unsuspecting.

"How we just got some the other day? Lando said putting his hand up in a questioning movement.

"I need some more LANDO!, You said ending the conversation, silently giggling, in your head at his reaction.

"ok", Lando mumbled quickly.

You then grab a cleaning tool putting it in the cart.

"What you got to scrub"?! Lando said peering over to correctly see what you put in the cart.

"I got some deep cleaning to do babe." You said trying to hold in your laugh from your boyfriend's reaction.

"Deep cleaning for WHAT? Lando said judging the crap out of you.

"It's spring", you replied back.

Lando looks at you and then the scrubber, then you again, "It's spring", mocking you.

You put a box of Latex gloves in the cart.

"Why are you getting latex gloves", Lando said looking freaked out now.

"Because I have to use bleach, but I don't want to hurt my hands," you said showing him your hands.

"I knew watching the true crime was a bad idea now you are turning into a serial killer", Lando said looking so done with you,

Having more fun, you picked up a roll of duct tape putting it in the cart on top of the gloves.

Lando looks flabbergasted at the sight of the duct tape.

"What The Fuck...", Lando said looking over at the cart again.

carrying the Fiskars Lopper tool towards the cart putting it gently.

"The math ain't mathing no more babe", Lando said shaking his head in disbelief.

"NOOO!!", Lando said before running out of the store as fast as he could.

"Where are you going"? You said laughing.

"Not with your ass", He said running the fastest you had ever seen him before.

Summary: Lando and you got into an argument so you told him you were going to sleep in the closet...

"Babe, I'm gonna go sleep in the closet," You said taking the blanket off your sleeping boyfriend.

"babe-...", Lando said in a groggy voice from waking up.

"Give me the blanket. I'm gonna go in the closet.", you said before turning to your boyfriend who looked at you with his puppy dog eyes telling you not to leave.

"Wait...you're right. I need my pillow," You said before taking the pillow under his head.

"If you need me, I'm gonna be in the closet", you finished before heading into the closet hearing a faint whine of no from Lando.

"Babe, I need you to sleep with me...I can't sleep without you", he said sitting up on the bed and calling out to you.

You closed the closet door laying down on your makeshift bed of blankets and pillow, cuddling up to go to sleep.

You heard knocking on the door knowing of course it was Lando, "No," you replied to Lando's repeated knocking.

"Babe I have your favorite snack", Lando said opening the door ever so slightly.

"What kind of snack is it? You replied.

"Your favorite", Lando said slowly coming out from behind the door and showing you the snack he brought.

"Okay, fine. You can come", You said finally giving in to Lando's cute face and voice he does.

"Hehe"..."Yay I can join you," he said as you both laughed while he jumped cutely, coming towards to get under the blanket.

You laugh seeing Lando coming closer to you under the blanket making himself comfy while cuddling you.

"You're so cute," You said laughing as Lando continued to kiss your cheek.

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luvyeni · 8 months ago

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𐙚 : KISSING/BITING THEIR NECK (reaction) ֶָ֢ !

request: kissing or biting nct dream’s necks.

authors note. i hope you like it 🩶!!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

𐙚 : MARK ֶָ֢ !

he gets horny don't get me wrong , but it's also on his neck, where he's really ticklish, let's out a bunch of giggles.

he smiled watching your mischievous eyes turn to him. "what are you thinking baby?" he watched you stalk him, you climbed into his lap, he laughed. "what are you up to." you shook your head. "nothing." you grabbed the other side of his cheek, pulling him to your lips, kissing his cheek. "just want to give you some kisses." you repeatedly kissed his cheek. "yeah?" he said, wrapping his hands around your waist as you reached his neck , leaving wet kisses. "baby you know im ticklish." you felt his adams apple move; smiling against his neck. "then why are you getting hard?" your hand came down to his pants, squeezing his cock. "because you your lips feel good." he moaned. "yeah?" you licked his neck. "fuck baby that's enough." he groaned out.

"gonna cum if you keep doing that"

𐙚 : RENJUN ֶָ֢ !

depending on the situation he's gonna be annoyed, horny? yes but annoyed nonetheless.

"renjunnie." you skipped into your bedroom, met with your glaring boyfriend sitting on the bed, his phone to his ear taking a call. "im on the phone." he mouth, meaning he was telling you to shut up , but could you be a good girlfriend and listen? no of course not — you instead straddled his lap smiling evilly , wrapping your arms around his neck. "no hyung im fine, what were you saying?" he gripped your waist, that was in fact your second warm for you to shut and now sit still on his lap. you still denied his command, dipping into the crease of his shoulder blade, and his neck nipping at his neck. renjun should've known you couldn't be trusted, his hand coming down to your ass to give you your last warning, but of course you were a brat , biting down harder he grunted. "hyung i have to go , i think yn just broke something." he said, you pouted. "yeah you know her , never listens when i tell her to do something." he hung up the phone , his eyes glaring at you. "you don't fucking listen do you?" his hand came up to your jaw. "i just wanted your attention." your lips already forming a pout. "well now you got it."

"you want to use that fucking mouth so bad , how about you get on your knees and suck me off."

𐙚 : JENO ֶָ֢ !

playful puppy, he loves this — you wanna bite his neck? he's gonna do the same then.

"baby i have to go to the gym." you climbed on to his back. "no." he smiled, trying to shake you off , he already decided he wasn't going when you whined for him not to, but he wanted to play around. "baby please." he laughed, you kissed his neck. "please stay." you wrapped your feet around his waist. "how am i supposed to hold you up like this if you don't let me go to the gym." he felt your nose pressed against his neck. "you're already strong enough." you kissed his neck again , giggling for biting down on. "ow , babygirl." you laughed in his ear. "that's funny?" you nodded. "okay." he said , and before you could register, he was throwing you on the bed , holding your hands together. "it's my turn." he held your kicking legs down , his face dipping into your neck , biting down. "jeno." you squealed. "i won't go today baby." he said licking the bite mark, you whimpered— he smirked.

"I'll stay here and fuck you instead."

𐙚 : HAECHAN ֶָ֢ !

little perv will let out a moan— but in his defense you bit his sensitive area, how do you expect him not to.

"go go— fucking go!" you boyfriend shouted into the mic, you hated when he got riled up while playing the game. "yah, lee jeno are you fucking stupid, i said go!" you kissed the back of your teeth, sitting your phone down, climbing off the bed. "haechannie." you pouted, he looked at you for a second going back to the game. "baby hold on." you ignored him, sitting down on his lap. "baby, baby i can't see." he moved he's head around your body. "fuck off jeno , yn is sitting here that's why." you got comfortable on his lap. "stop all that cursing." you kissed his mole, he smiled. "m'sorry baby." he said. "i know you hate it, I'll try and stop." you kissed another mole, the one closer to his jaw, he let out a low sigh as you reached his jaw. "ju-just play the game." he stuttered into mic as you kissed each mole on his neck— finally you bit down, and he let out a moan. "ew dude are you fucking on the mic?" you laughed hearing his friends freak out. "shut the fuck up, don't be mad im getting some and you arent." you could feel his cock chubbing up in his sweats. "are you hard haechan?" he kissed the back of his teeth, in a duh tone.

"if you don't get up and get on that bed now, everyone is gonna hear me fuck your brains out."

𐙚 : JAEMIN ֶָ֢ !

jaemin is unpredictable, he could just laugh it off , or he's gonna bite you back , but in the most extra way , lets go with the second way.

"baby." he laughed feeling your nose on his skin. "what are you up to?" you giggled , he knew you so well. "nothing." you said , quickly attacking his neck. "i knew you were up to something." he smiled , letting you biting his neck a few more times , before quickly flipping you over. "jaemin." he smiled down at you. "what baby?" he cooed. "didn't you bite me first?" he said , before biting your cheek playfully. "jaemin!" you squealed, laughing. "im just getting you back." he held your hands together, moving to your exposed stomach, bitting down. "just getting my revenge." he said , keeping his eyes on you as he came down to your bare legs , you sighed as he spread your legs open , kissing your inner thigh, the tone definition shifting. "jaemin." you felt his teeth nipping at your sensitive inner thigh. "fuck." you whimpered. "i can see your little clit twitching." you moaned.

"shh shh baby this is payback, let me eat your pretty pussy."

𐙚 : CHENLE ֶָ֢ !

curses a few times because you did just bite him — but he's not mad at it, he actually likes it quite a bit.

"ow shit." he looked at you perplexed, why the hell did you just do that? "you bit me!" you laughed , you loved your dramatic boyfriend so much. "you bite me and now your laughing." he scoffed. "what if i bite you back." you shrugging. "go ahead." you said. "I like that." he scoffed. "if course you do." he gripped the back of your neck , to keep you from biting him again. "you do too , dont pretend that your cock isn't hard right now." you broke away from his grip, bitting him again. "fuck." he grunted. "try not to cum." you giggled, just pissing him off more. "says the slut grinding down on his my leg." you tried to bite him again but he was faster, gaining control again. "didn't i say stop?"

"it was cute the first time, now you're pissing me off."

𐙚 : JISUNG ֶָ֢ !

why did you do that? and why did he like it? is all he thinks, he's so confused.

sitting in his lap , watching him play games on his phone , occupying your time by scrolling on tiktok , playing with the necklace dangling on his neck. you came across a video of a girl biting her boyfriends neck to get his reaction , sparking an idea in your bored mind. turning the camera on, brushing your nose against your boyfriend's neck, smiling when you saw his hands stop moving. "baby what are y— ow." hissed when you bit down. "why'd you bite me?" you laughed hearing his confused tone. "baby." you felt the shift in his attitude. "fuck i liked that too much." he groaned, you giggled whispering in his ear. "you're on camera." he threw his phone to the side, his cock throbbing in his sweats. "turn it off , before you won't be able to post it." you felt his hands travel to your ass. "why is that?"

"because it'll definitely pick up the sounds of me fucking you."

©️LUVYENI

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mammonsrockstargf · 4 months ago

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HIDE AWAY

contents: mammon x gn! reader, fluff/crack?, gets suggestive towards the end, lucifer appearance (boooo), mammon is taller than reader, dumb shenanigans!! you have been warned, teasing, kissing, not proofread wordcount: 1k alba's note: happy birthday to my favourite man <3

“Who’s a good boy?”

“Wha-” Mammon immediately stops in his tracks, his eyebrows narrowing and the tops of his ears turning red.

“Why are ya talkin’ to me like I’m a dog or somethin’?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from you. You can spot a blush growing from his neck, and the sight makes you cackle.

“You’re my good boy,” you repeat, reaching out to scratch Mammon behind his ear, but he quickly swats your hand away, sending you a look of disbelief. “I’m not a dog!” he exclaims, avoiding your various attempts to ruffle his hair, knowing that if you get his hands on him, he might turn into a puddle of goo. “Stop that!”

You show no effort to stop, continuing to coo at him as though he’s a golden retriever you’ve just spotted on the sidewalk.

“Hey, I am The Great Mammon! Do not cross me, human!” he continues. At this point, he’s red all over, hastily walking away from you. Your laughter only grows in volume as you continue to mess with him while you follow him.

“You know what?” Mammon says, abruptly stopping, causing you to collide with his back. “Hmmpf! Hey, why did you—” Mammon turns around, and you go silent as you catch the look in his eyes. Annoyed, amused, and a little bit insane is the vibe you get as his pout morphs into a grin.

“I’m a demon. I’ll eat you,” he says, teasingly flashing his fangs. You gasp.

“You wouldn’t!”

“I will!”

You decide to make a run for it, quickly moving down the hall towards your room. If you can make it in there and grab a weapon (a pillow) in time, then you might make it. Mammon is behind you, cackling evilly. You go around the corner, and you were so so close to salvation, if it wasn’t for the wall you ran into.

“Auch!” you exclaim, rubbing your forehead. Your heart stops as you realise that the wall is wearing a suit. You look up to find red eyes already glaring at you. Mammon stifles a laugh behind you, pulling at your shirt to get you to walk a few steps back and create some distance between you and his older brother.

“What are the two of you doing?” Lucifer asks, clearly tired of your shenanigans as you attempt to put on your most charming smile.

“Hello, Luci. Did you have a good day?” you ask, wincing slightly when Mammon squeezes your hand in warning. You look back at him to find him shaking his head while motioning to stop with his hands. Lucifer sighs.

“I seem to remember the two of you were on kitchen duty tonight. Perhaps you forgot?” He says, and you open your mouth to speak before closing it again. You completely forgot.

“Hey, listen, I can explain,” Mammon begins, but he quickly shuts up when Lucifer glares at him. He begins his lecture, by telling you both how you’re irresponsible, and you do your best to pretend you’re listening as Mammon leans down to whisper in your ear.

“On now, we run,”

“What?”

“Now!”

“Mammoon!”

You’re pulled down the hallway, down the flight of stairs into the living room. You gasp for air, barely being able to keep up with Mammon’s long legs, before you’re shown down another hallway and pushed into a closet. Mammon follows, closing the door behind him. It’s so tiny that you’re pressed against each other, and you can hear his heartbeat as you try to catch your breath.

“He’s gonna hang you up on the ceiling,” you whisper after a moment of silence and Mammon huffs.

“Not if he doesn't find me.”

“He will find you.”

You stand for another while and you shift, trying to find better space, but it only leads to you being closer to Mammon.

“Aw, you stepped on my toe!”

“Sorry,” you giggle, and Mammon groans. Your hands find Mammon’s chest, snaking up to wrap around his neck as you pull him down to you.

“Let me make it up to you,” you say, pulling him in for a kiss. He immediately reciprocates, his hands finding your hips as you’re pressed against the closet wall behind you. Mammon’s lips are soft, and his hands are warm as they travel around your body. You pull at his hair slightly, nails running along his scalp in the way you know he likes, and he rewards you with a breathy groan, almost a whine, as he leans closer in, till you’re completely trapped between him and the wall. His hands move a bit too low, squeezing your ass, and you gasp.

Mammon doesn’t waste the opportunity, slipping his tongue into your mouth, and you let him before you pull away for air. The closet feels awfully stuffy and hot all of a sudden as he moves down your jaw, placing kisses along your neck.

“Mams,” you sigh, patting his shoulder. “We can’t fuck in a closet.”

Mammon whines at this, coming up to place one chaste kiss on your lips.

“Why not?” he asks, as his hands begin travelling low again before you grab them and intertwine your fingers. “Could be kind of hot.”

You scoff at this, though Mammon seems completely earnest, his blue eyes practically lighting up the small space as he presses another kiss to your lips. “No, one of us would definitely fall, or Lucifer would find us,”—Mammon grimaces at the thought—“or we would break something.”

You could list more predictions, but Mammon seems to get the picture as he rolls his eyes and pulls away slightly.

“Yeah, okay, I get it,” he says. You lean up to press a kiss to his cheek.

“I’ll tell you what,” you whisper in his ear, and Mammon hums, arms automatically wrapping around you in a hug again. “If we make it to your room, I’ll let you do whatever you want to me,” you murmur, and you can’t help but laugh when Mammon’s grip on you tightens as his breath slightly hitches.

“Yeah, definitely, you’re on, treasure.”

…

You watch Lucifer string Mammon to the ceiling, attempting to hide your smile as Mammon grumbles. His older brother shakes his head, not even bothering to say anything as he walks away towards his office.

You kiss Mammon’s nose as he huffs and puffs in disappointment.

“Biggest cockblock ever,” he mumbles, glaring towards Lucifer that’s disappearing down the hall. You stifle a giggle and kiss his cheek.

“The night isn’t over yet.”

thank you for reading!

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 1 year ago

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you are . . NOT !!

katsuki watches the maury show with you

you’re watching the maury show on your computer when katsuki marches into your room without a word and flops down next to you on your bed.

“ hello to you, too.” you snort. his words are muffled by your sheets but you’re about 90% sure he told you to shut up, you ignore it.

he lays face down on your bed for a while not saying anything and you know he’s had a long day and wants to be close to you without actually talking. you don’t mind, you’ll give him his space until he reaches out himself.

and he does after a little bit, turning his head around to face you as he looks from you to your computer screen, eyes focusing on the woman screaming that the man she cheated on her husband with was 100% not the father of her baby, mixed with the cheers of the audience.

he looks at you and raises a brow “ what’s happenin ?”

“ lady cheated on her husband with his brother.” you respond.

“ his brother ?” he repeats. his eyebrows furrow and you know he’s hooked. if there’s one thing katsuki loves but will never admit he does, it’s trash tv.

you nod, grinning somewhat evilly “his brother. now they’re trying to find out which one’s the father.”

he hums, scooting himself closer to you so he can see the screen too. he flips himself around so his neck isn’t craned at that awkward angle anymore and settles himself down right next to you. hook, line and sinker.

he wraps his arm around your shoulder and shoves his head in your neck, breathing you in. you both don’t say anything. “do you want me to play it from the beginning for you ?” he shakes his head in your neck. you reach your hand up to scratch at his scalp and you smile when he sighs. he holds you a little tighter, pressing feather light kisses into your neck.

katsuki’s never been good at expressing himself with any other emotion that isn’t anger. it makes him feel stupid and weak and soft. he’s had a long fucking day and he doesn’t wanna talk about it, simply wanting to indulge in you but he can’t tell you that, can’t find the words to, so he tries to find other ways to tell you and he hopes you understand and you do.

katsuki’s thankful for you because sometimes he wants to talk, wants to open up about what’s bothering him but sometimes he doesn’t. he doesn’t and you don’t pry when you know he doesn’t and he’s so thankful for you. he presses kisses on your skin and soft bites at your flesh to convey just how thankful he is, how grateful he is for having you. he hopes every warm press of his lips against your skin can convey how much he loves you loving him. and it does, because you turn your head and kiss the side of his head so sweetly and he knows you’re it for him.

he’ll tell you all of this one day, he promises. he’ll tell you all the thoughts swimming around in his head one day, but he hopes this’ll do for now. and unknowingly to him, it absolutely does.

he pulls his head out of your neck and kisses you hard on the cheek one, two, three times and you giggle. you feel him smile into your cheek when he kisses you a fourth time.

“fuck’re they screamin’ about ?” he says and you turn to look back at the screen. the woman is yelling at her husband’s brother vehemently denying the possibility of him being her baby’s father. you feel a little bad for laughing. “ she says he’s not the dad” you answer.

he clicks his tongue “ why the fuck is she on the show then.” he says, turning his attention back to your computer but his grip on you stays secure. you press yourself a little closer to him.

you’re still smiling lightly when you look back at your screen, simply shrugging. “ she said something about her having more sex with her husband than with him.” you answer and he snorts.

“ ten bucks neither one of them’s the father.”

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writing-zelda-brainrots · 5 months ago

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More Apothecary!Reader thoughts.

They realise Twilight's 'situation' a lot quicker than anyone would have thought (probably before he even told the others). Our dear apothecary is constantly having to play detective back at the palace, there's no way they don't figure it out.

Twilight: How did you find out I was Wolfie? I haven't told anyone that. [Name]: Well, let's see. You have the same markings, I've never seen you two in the same place at the same time, and neither has anyone else, I've noticed your sharper fangs and senses, as well as your sometimes feral behaviour, and Wolfie is way more intelligent than a wolf should ever be. It doesn't take a genius to put two and two together.

They're legit the one with the brain cell 97% of the time. The only time they aren't is when they're geeking out over herbs they found/when making medicine.

It's like there's this invisible 'common sense' switch among the group. Before [Name] joined, it would constantly flip between them all depending on the situation. However, after your little accident, the switch is almost always pointing in your direction.

Random villager: I understand the importance of having a healer around, but... Are they really the best you've got? Time: They have extensive knowledge of medicine that is unmatched by anyone else we've ever met. Also, they are our group's common sense. [Name]: *giggling evilly while picking plants from the ground and bushes* Time: They are our most valuable asset.

I've been thinking about this, but the Chain probably doesn't know about CPR. Medicine in Hyrule is all about potions and fairy magic, things like that, even in the games when you faint it cuts to black and the npcs just kinda wait for you to wake up. Imagine how the others freak out when one of them is downed and you preform mouth-to-mouth for the first time.

Human medicine, because it doesn't use any magic, is not instant, but is a lot more thorough. I hc that because potions/fairies are so fast with the healing, the recipient also gets hit with all of the pain at once (thank you, Dungeon Meshi for this). On the other hand, potions and fairies can't really do much in case of things like infections/illnesses/aches/cramps/concussions (pretty much anything that isn't an open wound/broken bone). I mean, they do help, but they're simply not as effective in certain situations. Meanwhile, humans have invented medicines for all those other things and more.

#linked universe x reader #lu x reader #linked universe imagines #lu imagines #ta'stg #the apothecary's travel guide

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dewdropdinosaur · 8 months ago

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But Momma, I Love Her

ALASTOR x READER Summary: After the battle, Alastor finds himself wounded while Y/N seeks to help him out. But no one is invincible. Warnings: ANGST. [Oh the way I giggled evilly when writing this.] Rating-PG Requested by @anon-of-the-void See Masterlist for Request Status and Fics

In the aftermath of the colossal clash between Heaven and Hell, the once bustling streets of the infernal realm lay in ruin. The once proud Hazbin Hotel now laid a bare pile of brick and mortar on the dusty ground. Among the debris and chaos, Alastor, perched in his towering abode, shining red lights flickered with green – an ominous beacon amidst the devastation. His once immaculate suit was torn, and his charismatic grin was replaced by a grimace of pain.

Alastor's radio tower echoed with static as he clumsily attempted to patch up his wounds. His fight with Adam had gone…worse than expected. But his stitching efforts were in vain, for every stitch only seemed to unravel further, his crimson essence staining the makeshift bandages. His momma had taught him to stitch better than this, but even now, he seemed to fail her teachings.

As frustration threatened to consume him, a familiar voice broke through the static. "Alastor, what in Lucifer's name have you gotten yourself into now?" Y/N's exasperated tone cut through the air, their footsteps echoing up the stairs of the tower. Storming into his tower, Y/N rushed to Alastor’s side. Like him, their clothes were marred and hair matted but otherwise no worse for wear.

Alastor turned to face his best friend, a mixture of relief and pain in his face. His grin, while returning to save face, was tight.

"Ah, Y/N, fancy seeing you here. Just a minor setback, nothing to worry about," he said, attempting to downplay the severity of his injuries.

Y/N's expression softened as they approached, taking in the extent of Alastor's wounds. "Minor setback? You look like you've been through a meat grinder, Al," they chided, shaking their head in disbelief. "Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you have a death wish."

Alastor chuckled weakly, wincing as Y/N gently began to assess his injuries.

"Carelessness is not a trait I would readily associate with myself, my dear friend," he replied, though the pain in his voice betrayed his bravado.

“So it ain’t carelessness when my best friend decides to fight a freaking angelic being? Let alone the first man? What were you thinking, Al?”

“He got lucky, he lacked discipline, any sort of control. The man was sloppy!”

Grabbing the supplies off the desk and plucking the needle out of Alastor’s hand, Y/N set to work; their touch firm yet gentle as they began to stitch up Alastor's torn flesh. Despite the discomfort, Alastor found solace in their presence, the familiarity of their touch grounding him amidst the chaos. Alastor winced as the needle pierced his flesh, the pain a sharp reminder of his recent brush with mortality. Yet, a tension lingered in the air, unspoken words weighing heavily on both their minds.

"You still need to be more careful, Alastor," Y/N admonished, their voice tinged with concern. "You can't keep throwing yourself into fights you won’t win."

Alastor's gaze flickered upwards, meeting Y/N's eyes, a flicker of vulnerability shining in his own. "But sometimes, the battle chooses me, not the other way around. Ha ha." he replied, his voice laced with false humor.

Y/N huffed out a sigh, gaze hardening with a mixture of frustration and affection etched across their features. "That's not an excuse, Al. You're not invincible, despite what you may think," they said, their tone gentle yet firm.

Silence hung between them, the weight of unspoken words lingering in the air. And then, in a moment of uncharacteristic vulnerability, Alastor spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

Alastor's brows furrowed, a flicker of defiance in his gaze. "And what would you have me do, Y/N? Sit idly by while angelic chaos reigns and threatens everything I have worked for?" he retorted, his tone sharp with frustration.

Y/N's hands paused mid-stitch, their expression a mixture of hurt and exasperation. "That's not what I'm saying, Alastor, and you know it,"

“Then what are you saying dear? That I am weak, a fool? When you speak your rancid insults do annunciate, it’s the polite thing to do..”

They replied, their voice barely above a whisper. "I just... I can't bear the thought of losing you."

The admission hung heavy in the air, the weight of unspoken emotions finally coming to the surface. Alastor's façade faltered, his crimson eyes softening as he met Y/N's gaze. "Y/N, I..." he began, the words catching in his throat as he struggled to find the right words. He had messed up.

Before he could continue, Y/N shook their head, a tear slipping down their cheek. "Forget it, Alastor. I shouldn't have said anything," they whispered, their voice thick with emotion.

As the last stitch was set in place, a silence washed over the radio tower, a brief respite from the chaos of the world below. Standing up slowly, Y/N moved to take their leave. Suddenly, Alastor grabbed their wrist, forcing them to stay in place.

"Perhaps I'm not as invincible as I'd like to believe," he admitted, his gaze falling to the floor. "But in a world as chaotic as ours, sometimes protecting the person you…cherish… that’s the only way to survive."

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whimsyvixen · 2 years ago

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*Giggles evilly while rubbing hands together*

Drunk on You

Joy Ride 2 Fic

Rating: 18+

Pairing: Rusty Nail x Female Reader

Synopsis/Excerpt: "You taste so good, baby." Rusty nearly growled out his words, a carnal look in his face as he licked away your juices from his lips. He grabbed his shaft, pumping it slowly. "I think you're ready for me."

WARNINGS/TAGS: NSFW, dark smut, explicit content, heavy dubcon, extremely dubious consent, rough pussy eating, Daddy kink, vaginal sex, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, overstimulation.

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There was a knock at the door.

Clutching the front of your shower robe, you bit your lip nervously, unsure of yourself and the events about to unfold. Maybe it wasn’t too late to call this whole thing off. Maybe you could speak to him and convince him that this was a mistake. Perhaps he’d understand that you were not ready, that you were merely putting up a front. How you’ve never really–

Another knock, much louder, caused you to jump.

Standing up from the bed, you walked timidly towards the entrance, wrapping your arms around yourself in comfort. Hands shaking, you took a deep breath before removing the lock and slowly opening the door.

Your whole body quivered when his broad frame came into view, his presence nearly shadowing yours as you stood there like a petrified rabbit. Words got caught in your throat, whatever excuse you were going to use to get yourself out of this mess lost to you.

His gaze ran lecherously down your body, his right hand rising to his lips to remove the cigarette between them. Blowing a puff of smoke, he shot you a grin before throwing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it with his boot.

A gasp left you when he drew you suddenly into his arms, inviting himself into your room and shutting the door behind him to ensure no one interrupted your tryst for the night.

His broad tongue lapped away at the excess wetness coating your vulva, each lick causing you to shiver and mewl from the decadent pleasure. Rusty ate you like a man possessed, humming his contentment, determined to coax you into another orgasm with every swipe of his tongue.

Drunk on your taste, Rusty held you wide open for him, moving his tongue avidly to capture every stream of your essence. His strong hands squeezed the fat of your thighs in a bruising grip, not allowing you to close your legs shut. He ignored your weak pleas to stop, savoring the taste of your sweet pussy. He didn't want a single drop of your honey to escape his hungry mouth.

Wanting to be marked with your essence, Rusty shook his face between your legs, smearing your scent and juices all over his jaw. The scruff on his chin and cheeks brushed against your sensitive skin, the prickly sensation causing you to cry out and shove against him when it brushed your tender clit.

Not budging in the slightest, he batted your hands away, shifting his mouth upwards to encompass your little bundle of nerves.

"No m-more! It's too-!" You let out a strangled moan, not expecting him to close his mouth around your nub before sucking violently. Tears formed in the corners of your eyes, the tugging on your clit leaving you shuddering in distress from the overstimulation it brought you.

It hurt so much.

Yet...why was your pussy producing more fluid with every swirl of his tongue?

With a final kiss to your engorged clit, he pulled away from you, rising to his knees to undo the zipper of his jeans in front of you. Unable to look away, you stared transfixed as he lowered the fabric down his muscled thighs, heart beating in your chest when his throbbing manhood finally came into view.

"You taste so good, baby." Rusty nearly growled out his words, a carnal look in his face as he licked away your juices from his lips. He grabbed his shaft, pumping it slowly. "I think you're ready for me."

Rusty's breath tickled your tight buds, your only warning before he latched on to your right nipple. There was nothing gentle about it– Rusty gnawing the tit with his teeth, pulling it as far back as he could before releasing it to let it bob back into place. You couldn’t contain your voice, gasping and moaning when he engulfed as much of your breast into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked harshly on your nipple.

Tugging on the dark strands of his hair, you couldn't get him to pull away from your bosom. If anything, the slight sting only made him suck much harder on your poor bud and pinch the other one in a punishing manner.

He pressed his hips insistently against yours, grinding on your bare cunt in an imitation of what was to come later. You felt him hot and hard rubbing the crease of your labia, his cockhead bumping your clit with every drag of his hips. It made you more receptive to his rough touches, your pussy releasing more slick to coat the underside of his dick, clenching around nothing, begging for something to fill it.

Rusty waited until he felt your hands relax around him before pressing the tip of his cock in your entrance. It resisted his girth at first, but when he applied more of his weight down, his cock breached the snug walls of your cunt. His limbs were trembling from exertion, trying to hold himself back from simply shoving his entire dick inside your virginal pussy. His eyes were closed, a low groan leaving him at how tightly your walls gripped him, the delicious heat of your pussy coaxing him to spill inside you. It was driving him mad.

He held your face between his hands, allowing you to see how badly you affected him, his body shaking from the effort of containing himself. Dragging his gaze down, he cursed when only half of his cock nestled inside you.

“Alright, baby, this is only going to hurt for a little bit,” he admitted, not wanting to lie to you. “I need you to be brave for me, ok?” He palmed your breast, fondling the globe softly as he adjusted your legs to wrap around him. He could see the indecision creeping on your face, your watery eyes widening in alarm when you saw how much more of him you had yet to take. When your lips opened to voice out a protest, he lunged, devouring your mouth as he snapped his hips forward to slam all the way inside.

Your muffled scream rang in the room, the pitiful sound breaking his heart as he held you down.

"I know it hurts, baby but you're doing so well for daddy," he crooned in your ear, shushing your pained sobs. "You're such a good girl for me."

He simply held you for a few moments, caressing your trembling body and wiping away your tears as he waited for you to adjust to him. He kissed your lips tenderly, hoping to distract you from the painful stretch of his turgid cock inside your vaginal walls.

Before long, your painful wails dimmed down to low whimpers, your channel no longer burning from the stretch of accommodating him inside your small pussy.

Rusty’s hips rocked carefully against yours, testing your readiness for more. God, he hoped you were ready. He didn’t think he could take anymore of your slick heat teasing him with every drag of his hips. Your walls repeatedly fluttering around every inch of him caused his balls to tighten up. You felt like a damn perfect dream.

Luckily for him, the friction caused you to arch your back and relax around him. Soft moans left you at his continuous movements, your eyes staring at him in wonder and making him smile.

“You good, sweetheart?” He asked. “Can daddy go a little faster, now?”

You bit your lip, your silence displeasing him as he narrowed his eyes at you. He tightened his hands around your hips, pulling you back to drive himself deeper inside you. It forced a lewd moan from you, your nails digging into his muscled arms at the sharp pleasure.

“Well?” he questioned rather threateningly.

Seeing the slow nod of your head was all he needed, his hands trailing down your ass to grab the pliant flesh in a tight grip. He worked you against him, thrusting languidly on the juncture between your thighs hard enough to have you crying out with every thrust.

“You’re mine. Gonna fill you up with my cum and claim this dirty pussy of yours.” At the sudden tightening of your channel, he knew it was exactly what you wanted.

He responded to your need with a low rumble, pumping his hips even harder and faster. Your gasping moans were like music to his ears, the high pitched sounds pleasing him to no end. He felt when you reached your peak— your thighs clamping hard against his as your pussy constricted like a vice. You cried out and hung on to him, trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you. Rusty growled out a profanity, stopping momentarily as his eyes nearly rolled back to his head at the feel of your release.

Minutes passed, and Rusty could feel the string of his patience wearing thin. Glancing down at you was the final straw.

You practically glowed with the aftermath of your climax.

There was no need to hold back anymore.

You felt him turn you around swiftly, startling you with the sudden motion.

“What are you–?!” You blanched when you felt Rusty lift your hips. “No! Hey, I can’t-ah!!”

"Don't give up on me now, sweetheart." He slammed his hips against your ass, sheathing himself in one stroke inside your gaping pussy. The abrupt movement forced a squeal from you, eyes widening when you felt him brush your cervix. "We're not even close to being done!"

There was little you could do to stop him. Your body shook with every one of his jackhammered thrusts inside your sore pussy. Your pleas meant nothing as he took what he wanted from you. Mind gone blank with pleasure, you could only gasp at the rough pace he set as you exploded around him once more.

Even then, he didn’t give you any reprieve.

“You remember what I told you earlier, don’t you?” He breathed hotly in your ear, choking you with one hand as he teased your swollen clit with the other. He drove harder against you, his gasps becoming growls as he neared his climax.

“I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk.”

Just like he promised he'd do over the CB radio.

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lllivia · 4 months ago

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can i request?

pranking Jackie, that u got a hickey from someone else so you can get back at her after she pranked u :p

Happy April Fools Day!!

Jackie Taylor x f!reader

TYSM FOR THE REQUESTT, literally the perfect timing since its April 1st today 😭😭 (I completely forgot about this for MONTHS 💀)

summary: getting revenge on your girlfriend after last year's April Fools Day

warnings: modern au, infidelity prank, not proofread, slightly suggestive at the end

Wow maybe this is a little bit too far you can't help but think nervously as you look over yourself in the mirror, makeup brushes scattered across the sink counter.

As you pat your finger one last time over the now very convincing hickey the sense of guilt that was creeping up your throat quickly disappears when you recall the godawful prank your conniving little girlfriend pulled to deserve this.

Last April Fools Day you had come home exhausted from a long day at school with a strong need to shower. And you didn't really think much of it as you stepped under the hot stream, letting the water run over your hair and body.

you'd scrubbed off all the grime left from soccer practice before you lastly reached over to your shampoo bottle, eyes still closed as you felt your way over to it before squeezing a generous amount into your hand.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK"

You yelled at your own reflection the second you stepped out of the shower and looked in the fogged up mirror where everything seemed to be normal - except your now bright pink hair.

"What the fuck what the fuck oh my god" you rambled frantically as you quickly searched the name of your girlfriend into your phone, immediately knowing that she was behind this.

"Jackie what did you do!" Is the first thing your raised voice said after she picked up the phone call, irritation bubbling up as she burst out laughing when your disgruntled face shows on her screen, her plan had clearly worked.

"Happy April fools day!!" She responded breathlessly, still not done laughing.

"This is not funny Jax - I look like a clown oh my god" you continued and looked up into the mirror again. Well it didn't actually look that bad - but still.

"Well then you'll be my sexy clown baby, you look hot, I have to say pink is definitely your color" Jackie giggled evilly back, way too smug for your liking as you continued glaring.

The dye hadn't washed out of your hair for like a month, and ever since then you had been planning what would be the best way to get back at Jackie.

Everything was ready, you had already set up for her to come over today to just watch a movie and hang out, so it would be perfect to 'accidentally' flash the self made bruise at her while you were cuddling or something.

Your phone suddenly pings.

'I'm standing outside 💕' - Jax 🐰⚽

You quickly cover the makeshift bruise on your neck before walking to the front door, a little bit anxious.

"Hi baby" your girlfriend grins and greets you as she steps inside, immediately making herself comfortable as she throws herself onto your large couch.

"Hi Jackie" you smile back, rubbing your clammy hands on your shorts before following her slightly on edge.

"I know I said we'd go to the arcade but I'm kinda tired today so can we please just watch a movie here?" you sit down next to her and pout, giving her your infamous puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah that's fine.. On one condition" she replies in a serious tone making you sweat even more.

"What?" Surely she hadn't figured out what you were doing yet right?

"You have to win me the biggest teddy they have the next time we go to the arcade" She answers smiling widely.

Pushing her playfully you can't help but roll your eyes lovingly. "yeahh yeah of course"

An hour goes by as you cuddle up together, enjoying each others presence as you watch some movie in the background. Deciding now was the time to finally get back at her, you shift a little, making the bruise more visible to where she was sitting.

Another few minutes go by before it's Jackie's turn to shift uncomfortably as she studies the mark clearly planted on your neck.

"What the fuck is that" she musters.

"Hm what?" You answer, hiding your tiny smirk as you look over at her.

"What the fuck is that bruise on your neck."

You brush your hair back over the mark, acting both confused and slightly defensive.

"I don't know what you're on about Jax" you shrug.

Her eyes blaze with anger as she forcefully grabs your face by the chin, turning your head to the side before studying your neck more closely.

"This is clearly a huge fucking hickey y/n, who was it?"

"No one- it's fine Jackie let's just finish the movie" you pull away.

She stands up.

"I'm leaving, this is such bullshit - I thought we were doing good - perfect even. And then you have to go make out with some whore" she says harshly, blinking away the tears that had slowly crept up on her before storming towards the front door.

Shit that had gone way worse than you were expecting - you weren't even sure what you were expecting from this.

"Jackie wait! Shit" you stumble over your own legs as you rush after your furious girlfriend. "It was a prank! I'm pranking you ok, I just wanted to get back at you for last year"

Just as she was about to turn the handle you catch up with her "I promise, see?" You carefully turn her face towards you again.

"What."

You reach up and rub your hand over your neck forcefully. Turning it red with not only with the bloodflow rushing up towards the friction but also the eyeshadow getting smudged all over.

"It's makeup, it was all fake baby. It was just an April Fools prank - a really really stupid one at that"

You say hastily and caress the girls cheek softly, soothing her.

She looks away again, blinking a couple of more times to process before smiling slightly. "..I guess you got me this time" but then she swats your hand away from her and comes dangerously close. "But if you ever EVER do something like this again, I will kick your ass."

You chuckle "mkay if you say so" then grimace "how about we go out, I feel like I kinda owe you"

She purses her lips for a second before looking you over. "Or- we could stay right here, and I could show you what real hickeys look like"

You scoff smirking "how could I say no to that"

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