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mooki3-bear · 4 months ago

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I Need You pt.2 (paige bueckers x black!reader

Part one <3

Summary: You and Paige finally unite

Warning: Just cursing

word count: 1757

Three months. It’s been three months since me and Paige went on our “break”.

The first month was the hardest. Just a lot of crying, bargaining, rants, and Chipotle. I sat in my puddle of despair, wondering what Paige was doing.

What she was thinking, hoping the thoughts were about me.

My worst thought was thinking that she had moved on to someone new, or someone that has always been there.

The second month was the month that I told myself to stand the fuck up.

This month had its ups and downs. I moved in with my best friend who welcomed me with open arms. She’s been more than supportive since the very beginning. She comforted me, fed me when I didn’t feel like eating, and took the remote from my hands every time I felt like turning on a UConn game (I'm healing slowly but surely).

I even picked up a hobby! I started taking a ballet class to keep my mind off of things! My bleeding feet are a VERY good distraction.

The third month is when I felt like a new and healed me. My skin was clear, my curls were popping, my body was giving. I felt better.

However, no matter what I did or how much better I thought I was…I can’t get her out of my mind.

“Come on! You’ve been stuck in this house all day! It’s getting sad Mookie” my bestie, Quenlin, says while ripping the blanket from my body.

“My dance class got canceled today and new episodes of my show came out. I just thought I could lay here and wallow all day” I moan while pulling my hoodie over my face. I turn my head to see Quenlin shaking her head.

“Girl, you smell like ten cans of ass and your hair looks a mess. You cannot let this girl get to you like this” She turns to open the curtains.

The blinding light burns my eyes as I wince and pull a pillow over my face. She rolls her eyes as she lays next to me on the bed.

“Let’s go bar hopping tonight! You love that shit” she yells as she shakes my aching body! She wasn’t wrong, bar hopping was probably my favorite activity. I lay there and contemplate whether I should get cute and have fun or lay in the imprint I have made in the bed and cry.

“I’ll buy you Chipotle” and with those four words, I hopped in the shower, got dressed, and was ready to head out the door.

9:30 Pm

Me and quen were on our second bar of the night and I felt alive again. I had flashes of images of Paige in my mind throughout the night but I decided I would deal with that issue when I went home.

“Girl, can you go order us some drinks? I gotta piss real bad” Quenlin said, doing the potty dance at her grown age.

“Go ahead, and stop doing that shit” I laugh as she waddles off to the bathroom. I make my way up to the bar and order me and my friend vodka cranberries.

I twiddled my thumbs waiting for the drinks, when I finally heard it.

“Hey beautiful” My body froze when I heard the voice I had longed for so much but also dreaded hearing. I slowly turned my head to see the beautiful blonde that had been occupying my mind for months.

She looked so good, but also drained.

Words tried so hard to leave my mouth but nothing came out.

“You look good. Like, good. Guess the break up was good to you” She lets out an awkward laugh as I am still in shock but gain the ability to speak.

“Eh. It was ok for me. A lot of crying hehe” I mentally slap myself, who the fuck says that.

“Yeah, same” She looks down at her feet trying to figure out what to say next.

“Listen, can we talk, please? I wanna fix this. I-”

“Unh Unh! What are you doing here” Quenlin appears from thin air as she jumps in front of me to confront Paige. This breaks me out of my trance as I jump to defend Paige.

“No, Quen! It’s ok! Me and her are just going to talk outside” I put my hands on my best friend's shoulders to calm her down. She turns to look at me and then back at Paige.

“Fine, but if you try some manipulative shit, it’s me and you” she pokes piage with her finger before walking away. Paige looks back at me “I never liked her. I just want you to know that.”

I laughed as I walked to the door, Paige following close behind. When we get a good distance away from the bar we stop and just look at each other.

I can tell she’s trying to find words to say, I couldn’t find any either.

We stood in silence for a few more minutes before one of us finally spoke.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I made you feel like shit for so many months. You should have been my priority and I didn’t do that” Paige let out a shaky breath before looking down at the ground. I waited for her to continue but….she just stopped.

“Paige…that's not the only reason why I wanted to take a break. Yes, you ignoring me was a big part of it but there was so much more” She finally raises her head to look me timidly in the eyes.

I take a shaky breath before continuing. “It was the petty comments, the constant arguing, and the insecure feeling I always felt” I started choking up on my words, and the memories of me and the girl I love screaming at each other came flooding back.

“I'm sorry! I was just so stressed with basketball, the interviews, and the constant attention that I guess I got stressed” She quickly tried to defend herself, flailing her arms in the air.

“I understand how stressful that could be but…I would've been there for you. I could've listened to your rants, helped you during solo practice, and helped you calm down when you were nervous about an interview…but you shut me out and started bullshit arguments for no reason. I love you so much. I just wanted to help you” I felt a tear roll down my face.

I saw Paige’s face change from defensive to vulnerable in the middle of the conversation.

I let out a sigh as Paige drops her head, tears falling down her pretty face. “Paige, I love you so much. You’re probably the best thing that has happened to me in a long time” I take her hands in mine “but when we have an issue, you can’t just shut me out or brush it off. We need to talk. We need to express ourselves or else it’s just gonna get worse.”

Paige raises her head once more, looking into my brown eyes with her bloodshot blue eyes. “I know…I wanna be better for you baby. I will do anything to make it up to you. I just want things to go back to the way they were” She brings my hand to her lips, placing a tender kiss upon them.

I felt my skin turn hot as her lips connected to my skin, it’s kind of funny how we were together for so long and she still managed to make me nervous.

“I know it seems like an empty promise but I swear I will do everything that I can to make it up to you. I’ll communicate better and I will make sure to do everything that I can to remind you that you're the love of my…I can’t fucking lose you again y/n” she wraps her arms around my body, leaving another kiss on the top of my head.

On instinct, I wrap my arms around her to as I close my eyes to breathe in her perfume.

I was still angry with her but somehow I knew deep down that she was serious about wanting to be better for me.

She pulls back to look into my eyes before she places an unexpected but loving kiss on my lips. I felt like I was floating on air as my lips touched the ones that they have been craving for three months. With this simple act, she knew that I forgave her

As we pull away she rests her forehead on mine.

“Can we just start over please, I miss you so much” Paige giggles while also sniffling.

I let out a snort as I placed my hand on her cheek “Well we got a long way to go until we are back to the same place but, I think we’ll be ok”.

2 days later

“Ok! I think that’s the last of my shit” I let out a sigh of relief placing the last bit of my clothes back into me and Paige’s shared closet. I fell back into our bed, missing the smell of our sheets.

I let out a grunt as Paige ran into the room and jumped on top of me. “Jesus Paige! I think you broke one of my ribs” I try to push her off of me as I let out a laugh.

Paige keeps her position on top of me as she puts her face into the crook of my neck. “I'm sorry, baby. I'm just happy you're back” she sighs as she kisses my neck.

“Ew, can yall wait to fuck until after I leave,” Quenlin says as she brings me some more of my stuff in from the car. I laugh as Paige finally rolls off me with a dramatic groan.

I walk over to Quenlin take the box of stuff from her hands and place it on the floor. “Thank you for letting me stay with you,” I say as I hug her.

“Of course, anytime! However, if this shit happens another time me and Paige are gonna have to tussle. You hear me” she yells towards Paige.

“I love you too, Quen” Paige blew a kiss to her.

Quen rolls her eyes before giving me a kiss on the cheek and leaving.

“Why must y’all fight over me”

“Because you’re the most important thing to us, baby” Paige leaves another kiss on my lips before hopping back onto the shared bed that I will never leave again.

Y'all I am so fuckin sorry this came out so late! But here yall go <3

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pupyuj · 1 year ago

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→ “careful what you wish for.” || ahn yujin x reader fic.

— being ahn yujin’s biggest fan, there was no way you were going to pass up on the opportunity to be able to talk to her face to face! but you soon find out that you will be getting more than what you bargained for…

word count: 4.1k

dynamic: dom!ahn yujin x sub!virgin!reader.

content warnings: explicit sexual content, rough sex, semi-exhibitionism, mirror sex, fingering, masturbation, voyeurism, humiliation, bondage, cunt slapping, begging, degradation.

requested? : nope.

a/n: first fic! apologies for any mistakes. hope you had fun reading!

“go ahead. the members are waiting for you all.”

you, along with two other lucky fans, perked up at the mention of your favorite idols. you were standing in front of what you assumed was a practice room. as promised by the manager, ive was waiting patiently on the other side and you were both beyond excited and terrified. on paper, meeting your idols up close was a dream come true, but you didn’t think it through until now.

after all, the closest you’ve seen them was from behind barricades in concerts. the longest eye contact you’ve made with any of them lasted for merely three seconds (yes, you counted). standing only a few feet away and having them stare at you for three or more hours was bound to kill you, but you hope it doesn’t. you had to see her after all. the one member you have loved, admired, and respected since forever ago.

with a huff, you grabbed the doorknob and turned it, pushing the door open excruciatingly slow. you allowed the two other fans to enter first, being the polite person that you were, before bowing to the managers behind you and closing the door shut. your favorite group, ive, stood right in the center of the room, waving and joyfully greeting all of you.

god, you could barely lift your head to look at any of them. you couldn’t spend this entire encounter looking at the ground, however! with all the courage you could muster in your tiny little body, you looked up and immediately, the first person you made eye contact with was her — ahn yujin, the love of your life.

okay, maybe that was a bit excessive but you really did adore her a lot!

“hello.”

did she say that to you?

“...hello?”

oh god, she did.

your fellow fan beside you nudged your arm with their elbow, pulling you out of your head. “h-hi! hello… hi.” you could crumple up into a ball with the way your voice shook and cracked. if yujin noticed, she doesn’t say anything about it. she simply smiled brightly at you and oh, you were on cloud nine.

the entire point of this very special fanmeeting was for some three lucky fans to get closer to their favorite idols. it was an opportunity to truly connect, try to relate to each other, and share common interests! it was the perfect event for you; since you always longed to know yujin on a… semi-personal level. you didn’t need to know her entire life story, you just wanted to see a little bit more of the girl that was inside that idol facade…

about thirty minutes into this fanmeeting, you could see glimpses of the real ahn yujin.

the longer it went on, the more you noticed the little things that made yujin just a bit more special. she was quite the klutz, a clumsy and dorky one at that. she was a lot more fun to hang out with than what the cameras made her out to be, and you found yourself wanting to be her friend more than anything else. however, there were times when she would space out and whenever she did, she often spaced out while staring at you. of course, being the hopeless girl that you were, you melted under her stare everytime you caught her, and you could only smile awkwardly before going back to focusing on the activity.

you caught her staring at you a lot. and even when she was sitting right next to you, she could not keep her eyes off of you. you wondered if there was something wrong with your face. was it your makeup? you were never really good with that stuff anyway. was it your clothes? you’d like to think that you had a decent fashion sense, but maybe yujin thinks otherwise.

or maybe you haven’t been as slick as you thought. maybe yujin noticed you checking her out while she was demonstrating a choreography to everyone. maybe yujin noticed the way your eyes would flicker down to her lips every time she talked. maybe yujin noticed how you bit your lip and looked away bashfully when she touched your shoulder one time.

was she onto you, then? there was truly nothing worse in the world than having your idol crush find out about the crush in question like this.

“(y/n)-ssi, right?”

you froze up. yujin was standing right in front of you, a soft smile on her pretty face as she slightly looked down on you.

“y-yes?” you hid your shaking hands behind your waist and gave your favorite girl a stiff smile.

“please relax,” yujin says with a laugh. you blinked, utterly confused. “you have been looking… afraid this entire time. don’t be nervous around us — we don’t bite!”

she… she was worried about you?

“o-oh,” you released a sigh of relief and giggled. “sorry. this just feels surreal.” you smiled up at yujin, genuinely, which she returned with her signature dimpled grin that you loved so much. your chest felt light now that every negative thought has been chased away by yujin’s reassurance. maybe you could finally enjoy this little fanmeeting instead of going through it with your ass clenched the entire time.

nothing to worry about now.

(unfortunately for you, you don’t notice the way yujin’s eyes darkened the second you left her side to join the others. she smirked as she stared at your leaving figure, very obviously checking your ass out but nobody notices. she has to find a way to get you alone. she needs to.)

much to your dismay, the fanmeeting had to end. the girls thanked you, and the two other fans, for your time and the managers arrived to escort the three of you out of the building. you left the practice room happy, having exchanged playlists with jiwon herself and deepening your connection with yujin.

you were nearly out the door when you froze, realizing that you had forgotten something in the practice room.

“i’m so sorry, can i go back? i forgot my water bottle in the room.”

“sure,” the young staff who was more than happy to assist you stopped in her tracks when she was called over by her senior. “do you remember the way back? i have to check this out.”

you swallowed, “kind of…?”

“okay, great. just… you know, don’t disturb anyone and come back here as soon as possible. the taxis should arrive any minute now.” the staff member hurried away, leaving you to your lonesome in the lobby. you turned on your heel and tried retracing your steps, and of course nothing works in your favor.

you got lost exactly three times—you walked the same loopy path two times and ended up in a completely different area that one other time—but you finally made your way back to the practice room. the door was ajar, but you still made sure to knock softly just in case anybody was inside.

“what— oh,” holy fuck. yujin stands on the other side of the door. the flannel jacket she had on earlier was wrapped around her waist, leaving her with only a black tank top and some shorts. she should not be looking this good. “can’t get enough of me, huh?”

you blushed, averting your gaze somewhere else while yujin laughs at your reaction. “i’m joking! god, you’re adorable.” yujin tilts her head, forcing you to look at her in the eyes and blush even more. she was going to be the death of you.

“what’re you here for, cutie?” yujin leans against the door frame, crossing her arms and looking at you up and down. you don’t notice the lust in her eyes, or the way she swiped her tongue on her upper lip swiftly.

you try your hardest to ignore the rapid beating of your heart. damn yujin and her nicknames. “m-my water bottle… i forgot to grab it with me. it should be here somewhere.” as if on cue, you spotted the baby blue tumbler on the other side of the room.

yujin looks back and forth in the hallway, seemingly making sure that no one was around. you follow her action, confused. “u-um… can i…? o-or did you have something important you needed to do… oh god, did i interrupt you with something?” you scratched your head.

the tall girl smiles at you, “i was practicing a little choreography i made, but don’t worry about it. in fact, i’m glad you’re here.” she steps aside and allows you to walk inside the room, once again checking the hallway before closing the door behind the two of you.

you made a beeline towards your tumbler and swiped it from the floor. “thanks, yujin. i should get going, they told me not to take too long...”

“oh, don’t mind them,” yujin flips her hair over her shoulder, still smiling at you. (she flips the lock on the door. you don’t see it.) “stay for a few minutes more. i want to know your opinion about my dance.”

“are you sure they won’t mind?” you asked. yujin only hums, she wasn't able to keep that smile off her face for some reason. she must be really proud of her choreography if she was this giddy over it, at least that was what you thought. nevertheless, it made you smile too, even though you felt like you were trespassing on private property.

yujin comes up to you. her tall figure nearly towered over you and if it weren’t for the platform shoes you were wearing, you would’ve broken your neck looking up at her. probably. “get comfortable, (y/n). and keep your eyes on me.” yujin brushes the back of her hand along your jaw and winks before making her way back towards the center of the room.

what.

what the fuck was that.

you touched the part of your face that she made contact with, your cheeks burning. yujin dims the light in the room and restarts her music. get comfortable, she said… but you were on the verge of a heart attack as yujin untied her flannel from her waist and dropped it on the floor. you make eye contact with her through the mirror, and something tugs at your pretty little head when she smirked.

you held onto your tumbler for dear life, awkwardly sipping as the song steadily heads into its pre-chorus. and finally, yujin moves.

needless to say, she didn’t need to tell you to keep your eyes on her, because you wouldn’t be able to look away even if a meteor was about to hit the earth. the way she swayed her hips, rolled her body, popped, and glided her hands around herself… ahn yujin was a fantastic performer, a captivating one at that too. her expressions—every lip bite, wink, and smile—did not go unnoticed by you either. you were deeply entranced, finding yourself squirming where you stood, pressing your legs together to calm that feeling between your thighs. this was not the time.

you tugged on the collar of your blouse, wondering why it suddenly got hot in what used to be a chill room. still, no matter how much you wanted to, you couldn’t tear your gaze away from yujin. she had you under her spell, and you didn’t know it now but she’s not going to be lifting it anytime soon.

the music comes to an end. yujin didn’t seem the least bit exhausted when she turned around to face you, grinning. “that was good, right?” she asked. you couldn’t help but think that the sweat that glistened on her skin looked so attractive.

“(y/n),” yujin says again, this time in a teasing tone. you blinked, realizing that you did not answer her question at all. yujin shakes her head, walking towards you. she runs a hand through her slightly damp hair and comes to a stop right in front of you, a little bit closer than normal. god, you wanted to take that top right off of her. or maybe you wanted her to rip your blouse open, who knows?! “if i knew we had fans this cute, i would have asked my management to do these kinds of meetings earlier.”

at this point, you didn’t make an effort to hide what you’re currently feeling for her anymore. you stared right at her lips, shamelessly licking your own as you did so. (yujin quite enjoyed the dazed look in your eyes.) you wanted to kiss her so bad.

somehow, yujin has got you trapped between the wall behind you and herself. she puts her hands on your hips, pulling you close. you felt dizzy, was this really happening?!

“i don’t… i-i don’t think we should… not here… or at all…” you struggled to form words as yujin drew her face closer to yours.

“why not? you want me, i want you. that should be enough.” yujin places a single finger on your chin and tilts your head up. she loved the look of your flushed face, and your trembling lips and quivering eyes. you were so afraid, but so turned on at the same time and it showed.

“but… w-w-what if someone comes in and we’re—”

“just shut up.” and with that, yujin puts her hand in the back of your head and crashes your lips together. despite the messy kiss—which was partly your fault because you did not know how to kiss at all—and the way she slightly tugged at your hair to control you, all you felt was bliss. you were kissing ahn yujin, your favorite idol. you start feeling excited, eager to know all about the things she has planned for you.

yujin presses her knee against your clothed cunt, smiling when you instinctively buck your hips into her and moan. noting your reaction, yujin presses her knee right up against your clit and again, you moaned into her mouth. you have now dropped your tumbler to the ground (it surprisingly did not break open and leak its contents everywhere) and you put your hands on yujin’s shoulders, nails digging into her skin, making her hiss. she pushes her tongue past your lips, exploring your mouth as she pleases while you softly grinded on her knee.

she felt how wet you were and in return, it got her wet.

she reached to your side and unzipped your skirt, you let it fall to the ground. yujin kicks it elsewhere and pulled away from the kiss, “you ever done this before, cutie?” she asked, all while she watched you desperately rub yourself on her knee. you shook your head, looking up at her with pleading eyes. you needed her badly.

“let’s sit down, then.”

and so you do. yujin sits down on the floor with her back against the wall and you on her lap. as soon as the two of you were settled, you cupped her cheeks and kissed her boldly. surprisingly enough, yujin reciprocated. but not while she unbuttoned your blouse, of course. she doesn’t make you take it off, she merely left it open and started fondling your breasts, pinching your perky nipples through your pink lacy bra.

“cute.” yujin snaps the waistband of your matching pink lacy panties against your skin. she dips her head and starts kissing up your neck, careful not to leave marks as much as she wanted to do it. she didn’t want anybody finding out about this. something about this whole thing being her secret with you, a fan who she knows would never dare tell a single soul of this encounter, was exciting to her sick little head.

still, she didn’t want you to think that she thinks nothing of you. so, she leaves one mark on your boob. it was perfectly hidden, and only you would be able to see it when you open up your blouse.

while yujin busied her mouth with kissing your neck, she slides her hand down your stomach and stopped at your soaked panties. you were already such a mess, and yujin was more than excited to ruin you even further. she starts rubbing your clit through your panties at a rough pace, grinning against your skin when you whine loudly.

“not so loud, angel.” yujin whispered. it annoyed yujin to say that. your voice was lovely and she wanted nothing more than to make you scream her name but alas.

yujin pulls your bra up since she couldn’t be bothered to unclasp it all the way from your back. she bites her lip at the sight of your bare tits, she can feel herself clenching. “fuck, you’re so pretty. don’t you think so?” she takes one tit in her hand and squeezes it gently, loving the way you throw your head back when she pressed her thumb against your hard nipple.

“i’m… i’m not— hngg.. not pretty…” you managed to say somehow.

“no?” just then, a sick idea popped inside yujin’s head. “i’ll show you just how much then. turn around and sit in between my legs.” too delirious to say anything against it, you obey yujin’s demand. she pulls you closer to her by the waist and continues toying with your clit, now rubbing excruciatingly slow. you leaned into her, turning your head to hide your face in her neck but she grabs your jaw and forces you to look in the mirror.

“look. just watch how pretty you look while i fuck you,” she looks into your eyes through the mirror. your core clenched at her glare, and she feels it. “eyes on me. alright?” you nodded, too afraid to say otherwise.

yujin then lifts your hips up as she pulled your panties down. you let it hang at your ankle. you watched through the mirror as yujin parted your wet folds, showing you your swollen clit and tight hole. it was embarrassing to see so you tried to close your legs but yujin was quick to use her other hand, forcing your legs to open back up. you gasp loudly when she delivers a slap to your pussy. what the fuck that felt good.

“don’t be a bad girl now,” she says, but you ended up closing your legs completely against your will anyway. yujin grips your thigh and parts your legs again and slaps you again. you whine in both pain and pleasure. “better fucking listen, slut.” another slap. a tear rolls down your cheek. it hurts so good.

without warning, and rather impatiently, yujin plunges two fingers knuckle-deep inside your cunt. “i would have gone easier if didn’t pull that stunt on me.” she starts pumping in and out of you at a steady pace, but it felt fast for you. you have never felt anything like this before. it was both too good and too overwhelming, but you couldn’t ask yujin to stop. not when you felt like you were on cloud nine at the moment.

the only sounds being heard were your barely-contained whines and yujin’s fingers moving in and out of you. you felt dirty, you felt embarrassed to be showing this side of yourself to your favorite girl but good god did you not want to stop. yujin curls her fingers inside of you and you covered your mouth to muffle a moan. yujin didn’t like that apparently, because she rips your hand out of your face, “uh-uh. let me hear you.”

yujin pulls her fingers out of you temporarily. it was a break, but you were disappointed to lose all the tension built up. yujin grabs a red lanyard from your skirt pocket — it had a card that said ‘fan pass’ attached to it. it was the only thing that permitted you to the building. yujin puts your hands together and wrapped the lanyard around your wrists, tying it up nice and tight. “now nothing’s gonna stop me from hearing that cute voice of yours.” yujin pulls you by your hair so your back is against her again. you quite liked that, but you couldn’t tell her as she went back to sliding her fingers inside your pussy again.

she pressed her thumb against your clit, circling it. your back arched as you tried your very hardest to repress a moan. “that feels good, right? want me to do it more?” yujin doesn’t wait for a reply, she simply rubs your clit again. it was nearly impossible for you to not just scream her name over and over at this point.

yujin pushes her fingers deeper inside you and hits a certain spot. a spot that caught you off guard so bad that you couldn’t bite back the sound that escaped your lips.

“f-fuck…! fuck, i’m sorry… i’m sorry…”

yujin shakes her head, grinning. “no, no. that was good.” she hits that spot again, not at all caring about the loud moans that now filled the air. she starts moving her fingers faster but still hitting that spot you love so much. it drove you crazy. yujin drove you crazy. at this point, neither you or her cared if someone were to hear the two of you. to yujin, your voice—screaming her name, moaning, whining, whimpering, all of it—was too heavenly to be kept quiet. and to you, you had to let yujin know how good she filled you up.

“how fucking lucky are you,” yujin said. she uses her other hand to massage your clit in a pace that was much, much rougher than last time. you moaned out her name, the loudest you’ve ever been so far. “getting your virginity taken by your favorite idol… in secret, too. d’you like it, hm? you like getting fucked senseless like this?” yujin kissed your cheek and the salty taste of your tears stays on her lips. you’d been crying from nothing but pure pleasure.

“do you?” yujin asks again, pinching your clit and making you scream.

“yes…! yes, yes, i love it… please…”

“please, what?” yujin feels her own clit throbbing. begging to be touched. the sight of you all fucked out in the mirror had her mind reeling.

“p-please.. ah— please ruin me, yujin-ah…” you narrowed your eyes at her through the mirror. you were out of your mind, literally, and you probably had no idea what you were really saying but yujin took it to heart. she grins. how could she say no to a pretty girl like you, after all? she pulled you impossibly closer to her, kissing down your neck while both of her hands worked on your pussy: one fingering you and the other abusing your clit.

a knot starts to form in your stomach, and you start panicking because what was happening? your moans start getting louder and higher, you buck your hips against yujin’s hands — you can’t stop yourself. “y-yujin… yujin…!” you whined, shaking your head. you were building up to something and it felt so good but so scary at the same time. it was getting closer—yujin bites your skin and simultaneously hits that spot again—and closer—your eyes meet yujin’s through the mirror again, her eyes were so dark and inviting—and closer—yujin stops playing with your clit but her fingers inside you now moved at an unreal pace just to keep the pressure going, her nails dig into your thighs—until something snaps.

all you could see was white as you came undone on yujin’s fingers. your legs shook violently, but yujin kept you steady. her fingers still moved in and out of you, albeit now in a slower pace. eventually, she stops and pulls out of your cunt, allowing you to catch your breath and come back to your senses.

you don’t exactly know how long it took for you to finally compose yourself, but when you were finally back to reality, you heard heaving breaths from behind you.

“so fucking pretty… fuck.” yujin… was moaning? you looked at the mirror and there you saw yujin, face down on your shoulder and her hand inside her shorts, fingering herself. she lifts her head and smiles at your bewildered expression. she looked insanely hot.

yujin takes her hand out her shorts and shoves her fingers inside your mouth, letting your taste her juices. she was sweet. “you did this to me,” yujin whined, pouting. you licked her juices off her fingers, making sure to clean it well. yujin then grabs your jaw, tapping your cheek and smirking at you. you could feel yourself getting drenched again. “wanna make that mouth useful now?”

#ive smut #ahn yujin smut #ahn yujin x reader #girl group smut #girl group x reader #yujin smut #ive x reader #yujin x reader #ahn yujin x fem reader #wlw fics

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katebisxop · 1 month ago

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i can just imagine all the fluff i can stick in regardless ahhhhh AHH

#♤ zee's thoughts #agatha all along #marvel #mcu #agatha harkness #agathario #rio vidal #kathryn hahn #aubrey plaza #rio x agatha #rio vidal x agatha harkness #nicholas scratch #girl dad!rio #rio vidal x reader #rio vidal x female reader #female!reader #fem!reader #wlw fics

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gardensystemtv · 7 days ago

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Hey! i published my first CaitVi fic because Arcane has been my main obsession for a bit now! It is an explicit Long-Distance-Relationship Modern AU, got some fluff, some smut, and some angst. You can read it on AO3 Here

#My fanfic #my writing #Caitvi #Arcane #Arcane Fanfics #Caitvi Fanfics #Caitlyn Kiramman #Caitlyn #Vi #Violyn #Caitlyn/Vi #WLW #F/F #WLW fics #F/F fics #Lesbians #Lesbian fic #lesbian

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idontplaytrack · 8 months ago

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✧ Heels and shove

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, coarse language, violence, injury

Janis’ girlfriend of a year transfers to North Shore, catching the attention of many.

I tried my best anon, hahah. Enjoy:) I also couldn't think of a title lol.

“What are you looking at?” Damian asks.

“Today’s y/n’s first day at the school and I’m hoping she isn’t running late.”

“Why didn’t you guys come here together?”

“She woke up late and told me to come to school first.”

“Oh, no. Did she get enough sleep last night?”

“Why do you think she woke up late, Damian?” Janis asked him in return.

“Sorry.” Damian bit back a laugh.

Before Janis could respond to that, she spots you walking into the school. The sound of your boots hitting the floor with every step you took had the students look up and around to see where it was coming from. And when they realised it was an unfamiliar face, the buzzing began instantly, all of them wondering who on earth you were. Dressed a black lace long sleeve top underneath your tank top, you had on a matching mini skirt to along with your thigh high boots.

You head straight to Janis and Damian. “Hey, you made it.” Janis smirked an arm finding its way around your waist.

“Hey.” You gave her a small smile, then said hi to Damian.

“You’re attracting quite a bit of attention.” He says quietly.

“So?” You and Janis answered in sync before she presses a kiss to your lips.

“Oh, who do we have here?”

Regina. Of course. Of course she’d show up at this very second.

“None of your business, Regina.” You snarked, going along with her tone.

“Oh, my God!” Regina gasps, “Is this your girlfriend, Janis?”

“And that concerns you, how?” Janis shot her a look of annoyance. That feigned niceness. She was being hella sarcastic. Or maybe just bitchy, as usual. Whatever it was, you weren’t having it.

“Maybe you should get on your way.” You said, hoping she’d somehow get the hint.

Janis’ grip around you tightens. “Now we know who’s the top and who’s the bottom.” Regina smirked. Oh you wanted to punch that right off her face.

“Oh, you don’t know shit, you Plastic.” You scoff.

“Baby, just ignore her. She’s not worth any of your time.”

“Please, you were obsessed with me.”

“That’s not the compliment you think it is.” Janis laughs in disbelief, ready to lead you away, to your homeroom. The first bell rings.

“Saved by the bell. Let’s go.” Damian shoves the two of you past Regina and her little posse that’d just caught up.

Well, you ended up being in the same homeroom as Janis, Damian and Cady— Cady was nice, but you knew she infiltrated The Plastics for awhile and what that caused. So you were a little wary of her. Later that day in third period, you sat at your desk in trig when you saw that blonde walk in. Well, fuck.

She smirked at you. You were paying no attention to her, but she still managed to irritate you. She kept interrupting the class, talking to her friend. And seated right behind you too, so you could hear everything that they were saying very clearly. “I’m not afraid of you. If you continue to say anything about me or Janis, you’ll be so sorry.“

“I’ll be waiting, baby.”

“Do not call me that.” You replied harshly, focusing back on the lesson before the teacher could fault you for it.

And when that class was over, she still kept following you. “Regina, what are you even doing?” Gretchen— that’s who that was. “Why are you so interested in bothering them? Just to get a reaction? For what? G, that is so immature. We’ve just been through that whole Burn Book thing and you want to do that again?”

“Relax, guys. I was just joking,”

“Not funny. Piss off.” You stated, then quickly escaped, making your way to American Literature class.

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“You’re in the same trig class as Regina and Gretchen? Damn.” Damian’s eyes widen in shock for a moment.

“She’s really just doing so much for nothing. I don’t know what the fuck kind of ‘reaction’ she’s expecting but I’m just so pissed off at this point.” You huffed, getting out your notebook.

Okay, of course, this was your favourite class so far since you were with Damian and Janis. But then after that, you and Janis were separated again so you could go to AP History. But lunch, lunch was after that which was great because you were getting a little bit hungry. “Okay, class, I will see you all on Thursday. Class dism—” The bell interrupted Mr. Daniels, “Class dismissed.”

Gleefully, you exited the classroom while talking to the friend you’d just made, Elise. “No, I got transferred here because people at my old school decided it wasn’t right for me to retaliate after I got bullied.”

“That’s so rude of them.” Elise said back.

“I left voluntarily.” You added on.

“Go you.” Elise laughs, “What’s your next class?”

“I have lunch. I’m just about to go meet up with my girlfriend and our best friend. You?”

“Oh, I have gym.” She tells you, “I’ll see you again on Thursday though. Bye, y/n.”

“See you.” You waved then she departs, going in the direction opposite of yours.

And then the distinct sound of heels clacking against the school’s floors made you curse— almost aloud, she was coming up behind you. What did you do? Pretend you didn’t hear it, hear her. But you picked up your pace though.

“You.” She somehow caught up anyway. Those Louboutin heels appeared before your eyes.

“What?” You looked at her clearly displeased, feeling the anger within you bubbling up quickly thanks to the hunger.

“No wonder.” She chuckles, the sickening smirk forms again, “No wonder Janis rejected me.”

You scoffed.

“She likes the freaks.” She leaned in to whisper in your ear. You inhaled sharply, your fists balling up. You feel your phone buzzing in your pocket— that was definitely Damian or Janis trying to contact you. “And you’re one.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You snarled, “God forbid little rich girl, Regina George can’t get what she wants one time.”

The blonde stared daggers into your soul. She had the power to intimidate, she had the power over most of the student population to destroy them for life. Janis got a terrible reputation because of the girl before you, that only very recently died off. Not you though, the only thing you felt when you saw her face was anger. Anger for what she did to so many, but mainly anger for what she did to Janis. “Get the fuck out of my way or else I’d just—”

“Just what? Push me? Tell on me?”

The urge to punch her in the face was so incredibly strong, but you took a deep breath and sidestepped her and went on your way quickly.

“God, there you are.” Janis heaves a sigh of relief as you plopped your lunch tray down. “What happened? Is your stomach—”

“I’m fine. It’s not that.” You answered her fast.

“Then-”

Damian tilted his head towards some laughter, from Regina and her little posse. Janis’ brows were raised for a beat and she scoffs, “Lucky for her she didn’t get her jaw broken.”

“I don’t get why Gretchen keeps hanging out with her.” You said, “She was stopping Regina.”

“Gretchen is nice, so is Karen. But you know, they’re still scared of her because well, she’s who she is.” Damian shrugged.

“I mean they could just— stop hanging out with Regina?”

“No, honey, they think they need her. It’s too late. They’re too dependent.” Janis states, holding the Oatly bottle in her hand as she swirled it before taking a sip.

“Hi, freaks.” The blonde intentionally walked by.

“I have had it with you! Why is the school so afraid of you? So what if you’re rich? That doesn’t give you the right to control people for your own enjoyment.” You yelled, “Call me a freak. Whatever. I do not care about what you think. But keep their names out of your mouth or I'll make you regret everything you have ever uttered."

"You don't know her like we do." Damian agrees, "You'll be so damn sorry."

Regina smiled sarcastically, sitting down at her usual table. Karen immediately told her to apologise to you, but did she listen? Of course not. You stood up for yourself and those you care about when it was needed, she tormented everyone because she likes it. That was the difference, and a big one at that. "Okay, what the hell did she actually say to you?" Janis leaned closer to ask quietly.

"She started off by telling me how you rejected her. Like I didn't know that- we were already dating then." Janis snorted a laugh, "What, and then she called you a freak?"

"She's jealous, my loves." Damian laughs, "She's not used to this...not being able to get what she wants. And I am loving every second of it."

"Of course you are." Janis rolled her eyes.

"Okay, anyway�� what's the deal with Cady?"

"That, is Regina's girl."

Your eyes nearly flew out of your head and thank God you weren't eating because you would've choked. "What? That sweet, nice girl is that bitch's girlfriend?"

"Eh, yeah. They're in love and she's the only one Regina even treats like a normal human. But y'know, even better. Because they're dating. So maybe this stupid shit she's saying is all for show, for the thrill. But still, girl I know you wanna kill her but please don't."

"I know, Damian. She's not worth it. I— am so angry right now." Someone threw something at your head. You reached behind the pulled a cheese fry out of your hair, immediately tossing it back before she could dodge. You hit her directly in the mouth. The students surrounding your tables laughed. Satisfied, you returned to eating then cleaned out your hair afterwards.

Regina didn't retaliate again. Until the last bell let out for the day. While you were waiting for Janis to be done with her gym class, someone just came up to you and slammed you against a locker. "Regina! What the hell?" Aaron yelled, "Are you okay?"

"I-"

"How dare you? No one messes with me." Regina continues, pushing Aaron away and lunging at you. She easily shoves you to the floor. You were caught by surprise, completely unable to defend yourself.

"Regina, it's you." Gretchen spoke up, "You have been messing with her all day and now you've really hurt her. I don't know why I'm so scared of you- she's right. You're the same age as me, as so many of us, why are we living like we need to bow down to you no matter what? What's the point?"

God, the pain. The pain in your wrist, it wasn't going away. Tears pricked at your eyes as you tried to help yourself back on your feet. "Regina George, you better stay where you are!" Janis came running, ready to tackle her to the ground. Again, Aaron stops it from happening. "Get off me! She hurt my girlfriend."

"And it's no use getting yourself in trouble over her." Aaron says. Karen and Gretchen helped you up, and you crying out in pain freaked them the hell out.

"Janis, let's go. Now." Damian glared at her, "She needs to go to the hospital."

Janis froze, stopping whatever she was planning on doing. "Fine."

#auli’i cravalho #janis 'imi'ke x fem reader #janis ‘imi’ike #mean girls 2024 #mgmm fics #sfw wlw #wlw fics #x reader #reader insert #female reader #lgbtqia #queer #regina george

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ezay · 9 months ago

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Anybody have some top/dom gn reader x bottom/sub character fic recommendations ??? i find it so hard to look for them :// also like no extreme dark stuff like non con or weird age gaps pls. I like dark content but some is borderline passing it

#wlw fics #wlw smut #wlw anime #top fem reader #dom reader #lesbian fics #natasha romanoff smut #wanda maximoff x reader #ellie williams

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wonyopout · 1 year ago

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~hi! im a new nsfw acct for thoughts, drabbles, and imagines for ggs!~

you can call me wonyopout or pouty, 21, he/she lesbian :)

• i write for ggs only

• fem!reader or gn!reader (g!p 🆗)

• i’ll only write for members 18+

• open to writing dark content (dubcon, cnc, stepcest, etc.)

• will write for most soft and hard kinks but if it makes me uncomfortable i won’t write it (e.g. scat, knife play, age play)

• i’ll write for both sub and dom!reader

• while this is mainly a nsfw account i’ll also write sfw!

• ive centric!

groups i’ll write for*:

~ive (ot5, no leeseo)

~loona

~itzy

~choi yena

~twice (no chaeyoung srry)

*i may add or change groups i write for as time goes on so this is a tentative list!!

#girl group x reader #girl group smut #ive smut #ive imagines #itzy smut #itzy x reader #ive x reader #twice x reader #twice smut #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim imagines #itzy imagines #le sserafim smut #girl group imagines #choi yena x reader #wlw fics

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nzia-writes · 2 years ago

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•{Recover The Lost}•

Synopsis:

Can you fall at the ledge and watch your body gruesomely tear itself from its skin?

Once you lock eyes with your body of skin, can you dare to fall again?

Even if it is a fate you have prepared for?

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Queen Ramonda (big ass gif incoming)

An ancient wakandan proverb states as so: ‘A soul can prepare for death but a soul cannot prepare for mourning.’

Wakanda knows of heartbreak and mourning. War. Division. Thievery. Anything which brings along the need for suffering.

They know nothing of this pain. This pain isn’t one the soul mourns. It is one the soul becomes.

Death.

Become death. Fall. Break. Die. Experience eternal damnation of these three and let someone ask you if you have mourned. You will smile with bloody teeth, and with one violently bursted vocal chord, you will declare, “Death is how I live.”

A balloon sized gasp bellows from Ramonda’s throat as she ascends from thick water, eyes burning bright. A waterfall works in concert behind her, pounding and splashing violently. It is where the waters from warrior falls coalesces with the Yodoon canal and spill over, plummeting over a sandy red cliff into an orchard pool.

Ramonda’s feet sink into the moistened indigo sand as she trudges onto the shore. She wears the skin she entered this world in, vulnerably bare and illuminated with pounds of grief. Heavy tears fall until her vision blurs over. Seeing is facing. She cannot face herself. She cannot face her truth.

“Yip!”

Ramonda looks up to the waterfall.

Up high on the wet stones stacked along the edge of a hidden cave, stands a woman. Ramonda squints from afar. It must be time. The woman’s body lunges off the rocks like a majestic sea creature, diving headfirst into the bristling waters.

Ramonda swipes away her tears and collects herself as the woman’s bodily outline in the water cruises to the shore. She transcends from the waters, standing chest to chest with the ruler of Wakanda. A scar runs along her eyebrow, telling many stories of sacrifice. And her tribal paint has washed away, leaving her majestic features to glow more than ever.

The two bow simultaneously.

“Queen Ramonda,” the woman humbly greets.

“Queen of Yodoon,” Ramonda returns.

Queen of Yodoon takes Ramonda’s soft hands and holds them to her chest. “I am deeply sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you,” Ramonda whispers, giving her palms a reassuring squeeze. She then lets them fall at her sides. “Did you find it?”

“No,” her accented voice hits like an iron hammer.

“I‘m kidding.” She laughs sweetly. Maybe it will do Ramonda some good to hear a laugh or two.

It doesn’t.

She looks on, pain so strong it is all she can feel. “Show me.”

“These are some of the last we have been able to grow. The soil is dying.” The Queen of Yodoon lowers and reaches for the hand-carved bowl that dips and bobs in the water until sliding onto the sand. “It is a delicate thing.” She pries one of the heart-shaped items from the bowl. It’s wrapped in banana leaf and fastened with an enchanted thread.

“Here you are,” she eases it in Ramonda’s cupped hands. “You may want to cover your body, unless you would like to be electrocuted by its essence.”

“I’m comfortable as I am.” Ramonda’s hope unfurls as she unwraps the herb. Sitting in her hands is the beautiful, the utter powerful…

“Painted rock?” She deadpans.

The woman bursts into giggles. “I kid again.”

“You have one more chance.” She has little patience for games.

“One is all I need and one is what you will receive.” The other item is placed into Ramonda’s needy hands. This time her hope prevails as she unwraps the herb. It glows a vibrant blue and small bolts of lightning surge in its core. The Yodoon lands harvests the last of its kind, so she had no choice but to seek it before the soil died out. She needs this.

“Very well,” Ramonda leads the Queen over to her campsite. She throws her shawl over her nude body before the both of them take a seat on their respective logs. The satchel she has kept dry for her time being is tossed to the Queen. It contains a year's worth of vibranium she snagged from her daughter’s lab.

The Queen of Yodoon checks the vibranium. It gleams in the pouch like a galactic rock. She looks up to Ramonda’s face, amused at how a noblewoman could steal such a precious item from her nation then hand it over to another without hesitance.

“You are burdened by grief. Terribly so,” she notes.

“This has surpassed grief long ago.” Ramonda reaches for her wooden mortar. She places the herb inside and mills away with the pestle. The sparks ignite then decrease in size the more she grinds.

“This wasn’t for your daughter’s consumption then?”

Ramona scoffs in disdain. “I’ll tell you something now…there is no despair greater than knowing you have outlived your own.” More than she can count, her anguished cries have echoed in the palace halls, begging for the gods to return her son at once. They hear her, but they have yet to answer her. “Despite me having the ‘power’ they say I do, I had to sit like some useless fraud and watch it happen.”

“Ah, you aren’t the only weak Queen, I promise you,” Queen of Yodoon laughs.

Ramonda doesn’t laugh. If she does, she will be betraying the reason she is here. “My entire life I’ve been pushed to the side embodying the role of a ruler, but never having the power of one.” She halts her grinding once the herb has liquified. The soft azure glow reflects off her chin.

“So you are doing what you believe will give you true power?” The Queen hums. “I support it.”

Ramonda’s lip lifts slightly. It vanishes just as quickly. She sits the mortar to the side then kneels in the sand, digging a pit large enough to store a body.

“So what do you think the world will say of this?”

Ramonda pauses. “What world? Mine has been destroyed.”

Grief and anguish paints a bridge between their faces. It is so intense and familiar that it pushes whispered words over the edge of their lips. “All I have left is death,” they murmur simultaneously. Both in the sense of shared loss and in the sense of the soul.

“Come.” Ramonda lays in the pit. Her short afro submerges into the sand. “Bury me and call upon the ancestors. I need to see my son.”

What harm could it do? The Queen picks up the mortar. She kneels beside Ramonda and raises it above her head. “Allow this heart shaped herb to give you the strength of the Black Panther and take you to the ancestral realm. T’challa…we beg of you, come to your mother.” She carefully pours the liquid into Ramonda’s mouth. The herb courses through her veins, igniting her with the power she desperately needs.

The Queen then buries her body until nothing is left but her shape. She eases into her meditative state, allowing her eyes to roll back and her head to do the same. Her tongue hisses with the chants of the ancestors' call, body swaying in steady flow to the waterfall and the hymn of the forest around them.

Suddenly, she finds herself parched. Severely parched. “Water,” she croaks, holding a hand to her throat. She needs water. Now. She bolts to the pool, scooping handfuls of the grape-colored liquid hungrily, downing with haste. But it isn’t enough. Her veins are set alight, as if plucked from her body and burned with the Yodoon flame. It burns so bad that she swallows heaps of wet sand to kill it off.

Now the burn outlines her stomach.

“Yumak ttuzani!” It is a language she has never spoken. She clicks it and ululates it, her mind spiraling in constant peril. “Help me!” Her veins bulge out of her forehead, pulsing in a blue pigment. She sends out an agonizing yell and her eyes shoot to the sky, gleaming a ravenous blue.

She blacks out.

~¥~

She awakens with the harsh cold of water stinging her skin. She’s in the water. Deep. Her legs kick and her arms make wide strokes until she is at the shallow end, crawling out of the water’s strong pull.

“I’ve told many lies but I swear to you ancestors I did not deserve this.” She dry heaves.

Ramonda.

She is still under the sand. The Queen stumbles as she makes it to Ramonda’s buried body. She hurriedly digs the sand away until her face is revealed. “Ramonda!” She gasps. Her eyes are wide as is her mouth. They glow a beautiful blue and her pupils are ghostly purple. She’s deadly still, as if listening to the frequencies of the world without notice. The Queen shakes and shakes her body, calling to her name until she blinks and bolts upright in a frenzy.

“Are you alright?!” The Queen searches her frantic eyes.

“I…I…” Ramonda’s gaze has this energy to it. She isn’t sure what to think of it. Her shaky hands reach up to cup the Queen’s cheeks. She has to say something but it takes her time to gather her frenzied thoughts. Silence stills their breathing. Something inside…it is growing.

“Queen Y/N, daughter of Yaa. I have an offer,” Ramonda says.

“Why don’t you say the offer then?”

Ramonda goes on. “There is a threat looming over us; an army of enhanced individuals who will stop at nothing to destroy Wakanda and every city within it if we do not do as they say. Y/N…I have seen your power as a leader in the past. You are excellent at slivering your way out of such battles.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“What would you say to ruling two kingdoms?”

“Absolutely not.” She scoots back. It is an absurd idea. One that will uproot tradition set in script since the birth of the Great Mound. It would never go with those of Wakanda and it’ll hardly go with her own people, regardless of the threat Ramonda speaks of.

“Please.” Ramonda swallows again. “If you return to Wakanda to share the throne, anyone who steps to us will not step far. My nation and your tribe. They will be at their strongest. We will be at our strongest.”

This will not happen. It is out of the question. Ramonda has overstepped her boundaries. “My tribe is lost for a reason. I can not have Wakanda knowing we exist. You have no idea of the loss we’ve endured—of the loss I endured at the hands of Wakanda.”

Oh but she knows very well. “I know of your past and I know of your present. Join me and I will provide you with twenty-five percent of the vibranium mined annually.”

Ramonda’s voice darkens. “Don’t and there will be trouble for everyone. Your tribe included.”

If she were to accept this offer, Ramonda wouldn’t be seen in such a noble light anymore. An exiled tribe leader stepping to the throne to rule Wakandan land? It would be a call for division and rebellion amongst the tribes.

“What exactly did you see on the other side?”

“That does not matter right now. What does is us regaining our power together.”

It is too much to ponder alone. “I need time to discuss this with my people. Stay here.” Y/N turns her back to Ramonda and heads toward the waterfall.

~¥~

Ramonda lifts her gaze from the flames of her fire to Queen Y/N as she trudges out of murky water. It is with abundant hope that Ramonda stands and takes long strides to meet her at the shore. She silently awaits her verdict, for the woman has come with a clearer head.

“Vibranium. One half to my people and the rest to yours. That is my price.”

Ramonda keeps herself composed. “I can’t allow that.”

“You are asking for a significant part of me. Take it or don’t.”

As big a price it is, Ramonda can not let this power pass her by. Not after what she saw.

She curses inwardly and asks for the forgiveness of Bast and all powers that be. She hopes she won’t regret this.

“You have yourself a deal.”

Before Queen Y/N can respond she is interrupted by a tickle in her psyche. “Could you please give me one second.” The Queen channels her Nyanza, the spiritual bond that connects the Yodoon people. She hears the gravelly voice of her tribe’s Sangoma. He has news.

“Yes, Shaka?”

Ramonda perks as a feeling of intrusion seeps into her gut. At what? She does not know. “What? What is it?!” She searches Y/N’s weary face.

“Your army stands at my border. They demand we bring you out.”

End note: Y’all know who else is the daughter of Yaa? *evil face*

#queen ramonda #queen ramonda x reader #black panther wakanda forever #queenramondaxblackfemreader #grief poetry #loss #waterfall #warriorfalls #wlw fics #wlw imagine #fanfiction #wakandans #wakanda forever

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monseulamourrr · 1 year ago

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hello! my name is ena (she/her, 21, lesbian) and you might know me as @pupyuj as that is my evil twin of an account 😈 in here, i write sfw imagines, drabbles, and fics for girl groups!!

RULES / NOTES ;

— i only write for fem!reader 💜

— i will not write for idols who were born after 2004!! nor will i write for idols i am not familiar with or do not want to write for at all, unless something changes.

> as you all may or may not know, my ult group is ive so i will definitely be writing for them the most! still very much open to writing for other girlies (which will be listed down in right here), of course! 💞

— i accept and will write idol x idol asks/thoughts/fics but only for ive! since they're the group i know the most right now, but i will also write for other pairings from other groups that i like when the mood strikes!

— as of right now, requests are closed! but asks are open so feel free to send me your thoughts! 💓

GGS/FEMALE ARTISTS THAT I WILL WRITE FOR ;

— ive, ot5 (no leeseo) — bini, ot8 — loona, ot12 — stayc, ot6 — le sserafim, ot3 (no yunjin or eunchae) — itzy, ot5 — aespa, ot4

and more!

GUIDE ;

>> MASTERLIST << (for finished fics only!)

>> WIP << (upcoming fics/other things on the way!)

TAKEN ANONS ;

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#girl group oneshots #girl group reactions #girl group imagines #girl group x reader #girl group x fem reader #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #wlw fics

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ayochae · 6 months ago

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬| 𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

Synopsis: you and ning are besties, a typical sleepover turns to a little something more ;)

Pairing: switch ning! x switch fem! reader

Genre: besties to fwb, makeout sesh to sex, tbh just smut.

Themes: oral sex, cunnilingus, dry humping, slight overstimulation, praise, pet names.

T/W: some cursing.

WC: 1.9k

a/n: yizhuo looks so fine in these pics omfg...

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You and Ningning were best friends, it's been that way since elementary school and you couldn't imagine it any other way. So many hours of your life have been spent in her presence, from playtime at recess to university parties, you stuck by her side. You both changed over the years, but the one thing that didn't was the sleepovers you both shared. Countless hours spent lying on each other's bed gossiping while listening to your shared playlist was the best way to pass the time. But, this sleepover in particular was different.

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Ningning was on your bed, kneeling in close to apply makeup to your features. She was mere inches from your face, dabbing plush to your cheeks, feeling her warm, sweet breath waft over you. While she was hard at work, you sat entranced by her beautiful features, admiring the way her plump lips would part to allow her tongue to poke out in concentration.

“Done!” she leant back to get a good look at you. You felt a warm sensation blossom through your body after the sudden eye contact the both of you shared.

“Ooh wait I forgot something, don’t move y/n” Ningning hopped off the bed to begin digging in her backpack.

“Found it” a cheeky grin spread across her face as she held up her strawberry-flavoured chapstick. She walked back over to the bed while taking off the lid with a satisfying pop. Ningning was back in her previous position, leaning in close with the chapstick in hand. You imagined she was going to apply the chapstick to your lips, the same way she had with the rest of the makeup she was using on you. But boy were you wrong.

Instead, you watched Ningning apply the chapstick to her lips, making sure her eyes were locked with yours during the process. You felt your breath hitch as you watched her gaze move from your eyes to your lips. Within the blink of an eye, you felt soft strawberries melt into your lips while a warm hand was cupping your left cheek. Her other hand was on your shoulder as she transferred the chapstick delicately to your lips. Ningning pulled away as you both looked at each other, a little shocked by what had just transpired between you two.

“Y/n I’m so sorry I don’t know what came over me I just-” Ningning began to blurt out what sounded to be an apology but was quickly interrupted by your lips planting on hers. To be honest, you were scared out of your wits kissing your best friend, knowing it was something you shouldn’t be doing. But after feeling the smile spread across her lips while you kissed her made it all worth it.

A soft moan escaped her mouth as you sucked on her bottom lip, getting a good taste of sweet strawberry in the process. Her arms hung off your shoulders as the kiss deepened, getting lost in the way it felt to have her on your tongue. The sounds she made were heavenly, lewd noises left her lips as her nails began to dig into the nape of your neck.

You began to disregard the need to breathe, wanting to consume her fully was the only thing on your mind. Your bodies were pressed against one another, relishing in the warmth the both of you emitted. The pace quickened, biting and sucking in a desperate attempt to feel more of each other. You nibbled on her lower lip, earning a low wince from her in the process, using that chance to glide your tongue inside her mouth.

“Mmph..” you both moaned in unison relishing the feeling of tongues roaming one another's mouths. The sound of heavy kissing filled the room, loving the way the noises would incite arousal to pool between your legs. You parted briefly, noticing the string of saliva connecting both of your lips, before diving right back in.

“Mmh-more” Ningning whined as she moved onto your lap, straddling herself on your legs. Pulling away, you made work of her neck, trailing wet kisses from her jaw to her collarbone, enjoying the breathy moans you got in response. Ningning adjusts herself, giving you full access to explore and leave hickies where you please. You nipped at her neck, earning winces of pleasure in response, making sure to lick over the sensitive area before moving down towards her chest.

“Can I?” you whispered, the hem of her shirt in your hands, wishing she’d let you take it off her.

“Yes please” she hummed needily, looking at you through lidded eyes. Wasting no time, you freed her from her bed shirt admiring the view in front of you. You continued trailing kisses down her chest, sucking lightly on the soft skin, leaving red marks in your place. Without notice, she unclasped her bra throwing it aimlessly to the floor, giving you full access to her bare chest. You briefly admired her body before diving in to suck on her right nipple, one hand wrapped around her waist while the other groped her free breast.

“Oh my god..” she softly moaned, clearly loving the attention her breasts were receiving. You continued to suck and trace her nipple with your tongue, earning a quiet whimper from the girl. You moaned against her skin, enjoying the taste of her body. You pulled away briefly to place your thumb in your mouth, coating it with saliva to reach back and massage her nipple with your wet digit.

Ningning’s breaths became more laboured, letting out moans and whimpers of pure satisfaction, watching as her eyes rolled back, holding on to you for dear life. Amidst the pleasure, she began rolling her hips, searching for whatever friction she could find. You gripped her waist, rocking her back and forth on your thighs, helping her to find the friction she was so desperately after.

“Mmh fuck” she moaned louder than before, loving the way she dry-humped you. Your tongue continued massaging her tits, rolling the erect bud lightly between your teeth, relishing in the sounds she made for you. Parting from her chest to get a good look at her current state. Her eyebrows knitted together and her mouth slightly agape, letting profanities slip out mindlessly.

“Good girl” you praise, earning a cute whimper from her in response. The pool between your legs growing, begging for a release.

“Ning I need to-” you started.

“Me too” she cuts you off, knowing exactly what you meant. You grab her by the waist, pinning her down on the bed with you on top, kissing her deeply in the process. Your hand reaches for her waistband as you begin to shimmy her shorts off her legs, exposing her black lacey underwear.

“Up” you mumble into her lips, as her ass lifts off the bed to allow you to fully take her shorts off. You trailed kisses down her body, making your way to her thighs, leaving hot sloppy kisses on the soft skin.

“Y/n please” she whined in desperation, wanting to feel you where it mattered most. You wasted no time, tugging her panties off, and throwing them on the edge of the bed. She adjusted, spreading her legs apart to give you a good look at her glistening folds. You let out a low moan before ducking your head between her thighs, licking slowly at her core. Her hips bucked at the sudden contact, moaning your name as you licked at her folds.

“Oh fuck right there” she moaned desperately as you planted soft kisses on her clit, loving the way you had her wrapped around your finger. You continued fucking her with your tongue, applying pressure to her clit to draw out whiny moans. Her hands carded through your hair, tugging lightly when you hit her sweet spot unexpectedly. One of your hands gripped her thigh while the other continued to pinch an overstimulated nipple, getting her closer to the edge each second that passed. You could tell she was about to cum, she struggled to keep her ass on the bed, searching for all the friction she could get. Her whines turned higher in pitch and her breaths were more shallow and laboured than before.

“Y/n I’m about to cum” she panted heavily, her face scrunched up in a state of absolute bliss as the knot in the pit of her stomach began to unravel. The sounds she let out had you indescribably turned on, feeling the wetness soak through your panties.

“You sound so good ning~” you cooed, those final words of praise were all she needed to come undone. She shook violently as she released onto your tongue, tasting the sweet reward of your effort. Her moans settled into low breathy whines, as you sucked and licked her clean. She propped herself up onto her elbows as she watched you through hooded eyes, lust written all over her face.

‘C’mere” she uttered, begging for you to come close which you happily obliged. Your lips met hers once again, wasting no time to slip your tongue into her mouth so she could taste her sweet release. She moaned at the contact, as she began to suck on your tongue, clearly loving the way she tastes. She pulled away with that familiar cheeky grin, eyeing you up and down.

“You’re a little too dressed for my liking, we’re gonna have to change that” she giggled as she went straight for the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head. Skilled hands went to the clasp of your bra, releasing your breasts for her eyes to see.

“My pretty girl” she mumbled into the crook of your neck as she stuck her hand down your pants, having no trouble finding what she was looking for. The sudden action had taken you aback but no way you were going to resist the attention you were receiving. You decide to help her out, hopping off the bed to take off the remaining pieces of clothing, exposing your naked self. Ningning doesn’t miss a beat she joins you off the bed, getting on both knees to kneel in front of your wet cunt, grabbing you by the waist. She meets your eyes, winking at you before burying her head between your legs. You immediately moan at the contact, already loving what she was doing with her tongue.

She continues to suck and lick, finding your clit with ease and massaging it with her tongue. The quick circular motions of her tongue were getting you weak at the knees, needing to card your hands through her hair for stability.

“Ning-ah mhm, I’m close”. Even the most simplest of words you struggled to get out, her tongue making your brain feel as though it was melting. She groped your ass, deepening the movement of her tongue, feeling everything come undone in a swift motion.

“Ah fuck” you moaned as everything came crashing down, knees buckling at the sudden overwhelming pleasure. Ningning casually continued eating you out, letting you ride your orgasm as much as possible. After she was done, she stood up and placed a gentle kiss on your lips as she pulled you back over to the bed.

“Bring that chapstick again next time alright?” you whispered into her ear as you cuddled her close, watching the rise and fall of her chest.

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