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everyonewooeverywhere · 2 months

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MDNI 18+ BLOG -> ageless blogs and minors WILL BE BLOCKED

pairing ✭ soft dom!bf!yunho x f!reader

synopsis ✭ nothing makes yunho feel better than knowing he can make his baby cum. nothing. of course, you can certainly cum more than once.

content/genre ✭ smut MDNI 18+, this just 2k words of pure smut 🙂

word count ✭ 2.1k

notes ✭ this was requested by 🪐🍄 anon and is the first time i’m publishing anything for one of my biases 💀. have fun!

warnings ✭ smut, unprotected sex, pet names (baby, angel), fingering, minor cockwarming, overstimulation (kinda), multiple orgasms (f recieving), oral (f recieving)

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Few things in this world could compare to the pleasure that Yunho got from knowing he was making you feel good. He’d get so lost in the moment. So hyperaware of how your body reacted to his touch. It was euphoric for him. He got off on the knowledge that it was him making you feel good. No one else could do to you what he did, and that was a fact he took deep pride in.

Some nights, making you cum three times was enough to satiate him. He’d end the night by putting you in a warm bath while he cleaned the sheets. Cuddling you for the rest of the night. Fully satisfied with you in his arms.

There were other nights when he became so engulfed in his need to pleasure you that he completely lost count of how many times you’d cum. Those nights were your favorite nights. And, lucky for you, Yunho was in a giving mood tonight. Moreso than he had ever been.

“So…” Drawing out the word. “How are you feeling tonight?” He ran a finger under your jaw as he hovered over you.

You sighed at his touch, “Good.”

“Yeah?” You nodded, eyes fluttering as he played with your hair. “You think you can handle a long night.”

When you nodded again, he smirked and kissed you softly. “Ok baby, you’ll tell me it’s too much, yeah?”

“Of course,” you reassured him.

Getting your assurance gave him more than enough confidence. Most nights he skipped the foreplay and build-up entirely, but tonight he wanted to make it last. He wanted to see his baby come undone slowly. He wanted to watch you lose your ability think about anything but how good you felt. And he wanted to make sure he was thorough.

He kissed you again, but this time much deeper than before. His lips engulfed your own, sucking the breath out of your lungs. When his teeth nipped at your bottom lip, you whined. Yunho could feel himself harden at the sound. He fully sunk his teeth into your lip, hoping to draw the same sound out of you. And he did, but this time it was much needier. It was a melody he could listen to on repeat for hours.

His fingers played with the hem of your shirt as he kissed your jaw, periodically pulling back to see the little marks he had left behind with his teeth. The warmth of his palms on your stomach, as they pushed under your shirt, made you mentally sink further and further into him. Letting him give you the pleasure you so desperately desired.

When he pulled your shirt over your head, your heart fluttered and the way he looked at your body. Like he needed to explore every single inch of your skin. And he for sure did. Kissing from your neck to your collarbone. Massaging your breasts with his hands. Losing it every time you sighed and moaned when his fingers pulled at your nipples.

His hands eventually made it to the waistline of your panties, and you lifted your hips to help him pull them down your legs. His head was between your thighs in an instant, kissing and biting at the skin. He brought his fingers between your legs and spread your folds. Admiring how you glistened for him.

“Oh, my pretty baby,” he kissed your clit, barely brushing his lips over it, “You’re so beauitful. You know that, right?”

You moaned out his name when he pressed his tongue to your entrance.

“You like that?” he teased, chuckling when you tangled a hand in his hair and tried to push him back down. “Be patient, baby. I’ll give you what you need.”

When you rolled your hips, he tightened his grip on them, but he complied with your silent request. With a thumb playing with your clit, he ate you out like his life depended on it. He knew your body so well. He knew exactly how you liked his fingers on your clit. He knew how much you loved when he fucked you with his tongue. He could absolutely tell when you were about to come.

Your thighs shook around his head, “Yu! Oh god–” He could feel your cunt tighten against his tongue. Your orgasm washed over you. Giving you pure pleasure from head to toe.

He leaned back and let you catch your breath. Kissing and massaging your thighs. He knew the only way you could go as long as he wanted was if he gave you breaks. But he didn’t mind them, because that gave him time to admire how more and more messy you became every time he made you cum.

It was a sight he was sure he’d never get tired of. Your scattered hair. Your heaving chest. Your blown-out eyes. He bathed in every single detail.

He was back to drowning himself in your pussy in no time. Starting with just two fingers inside you, he sucked on your clit, which was puffy and sensitive from the previous orgasm. The feeling of his lips around it made you jolt. He grinned, “Is that good, baby?”

“Yes!” you moaned, gripping his hair, letting him pull another orgasm out of you. Your whole body shook as he fucked you with his finger while his tongue played with your clit.

You could feel yourself losing all control of your body as you came for the second time. This time all over his fingers. He crawled over you and admired your sweaty face and droopy eyes. He brought his hand, the one soaked in you cum, to your lips, and you happily obliged. Sucking on his fingers, reveling in the taste of yourself on them.

While he hovered over you, he brought a thigh between your legs, pressing it up against your incredibly sensitive pussy. You pouted, and he laughed at you. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth, catching the trail of saliva that dripped down your chin with his thumb.

“Why are you pouting baby?” he smirked, knowing the answer.

“Because!” you wiggled your hips.

“Oh baby…” he fake pouted, mocking you, “I can’t give you everything for free. You’re gonna have to work for it.”

You rolled your eyes. He wanted you to get yourself on his thigh. He did this almost every time when you started to get tired. Right before he knew that you would hardly be able to move of your own accord.

In desperation to reach another climax, though, you always obliged. Grinding yourself continuously to reach your high. Feeling how he’d periodically flex his thigh to mess with you. This was his favorite part of the night because he loved to watch you cum all on your own. You lost all sense of awareness concerning what he wanted and focused only on how to make yourself cum all over his thigh.

He was obsessed with how selfish you became when you fucked yourself on his thigh. And he could tell when you were about to cum too by the way your jaw dropped open and your eyes fluttered. When he asked if you were close, you just nodded dumbly and moaned loudly as you climaxed once again.

You whined and reached for him when he left the bed, watching as he pulled his shirt over his head and slipped his boxers off. He loved watching you as you drooled over him. Already high in post-orgasm bliss.

When he climbed back over you, you immediately reached down and grabbed at his length. He hummed lowly at your touch, “Oh baby, you're so greedy.”

“Please Yu…” you breathed out.

“Of course, angel. I would never leave you hanging. You know that.”

He kept his focus on your face as he slid himself between your folds. Watching how you jaw went slack and your eyes rolled back in your head. Admiring the wonderful flush of your cheeks and the shine of the sweat on your forehead. He felt his pride bubble over knowing that he was the one who made you feel this way.

Seeing you made him lose himself a little, too. Yunho could tell he was in his last moments of full clarity. He knew that if he didn’t fuck you soon he might fully disappear.

“Baby,” his voice was hoarse in your ear, “do you want a condom?” You shook your head, “No.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” you rolled your hips because he had stopped moving, hoping you could get some form of friction, “Please, Yu. I need you.”

“Ok, angel,” he intertwined one of his hands with yours, pinning it above your head. He grabbed your other wrist and placed your other hand in his hair, “Hold on.”

He started slow. Sinking into you feeling every inch of your walls tightening around him. You were so warm and welcoming for him. He groaned at the feeling of your nails scratching his scalp as you adjusted to him.

This was the part that Yunho loved the most. His stamina was astronomical. He could make you cum three times on his cock before he finished with you on the fourth. That meant he could watch you come completely undone under him.

“Oh my god,” you moaned softly as he bottomed out inside you.

He didn’t move, in fact, he knew he didn’t need to. Not yet anyway. Playing with your clit was enough, especially when you were stuffed full. It was euphoric the feeling of your walls contracting and closing around him as you got closer and closer. Your legs wrapped around his waist, holding him inside you as he circled your clit with his thumb over and over and over again. Until you dropped your legs as they shook violently and came around him. Hard.

It was blissful. Everything was so hot. Your ears burned, and your stomach fluttered as your brain clouded over.

He didn’t pull out of you though. At least not completely. He pulled back slightly and thrust his hips back against yours. It started steady. Calculated even. With even thrusts and steady pacing. But with every pathetic noise that came out of your mouth, Yunho lost control of himself. He thrust into you over and over. Feeling you tighten around him with every passing second.

You whimpered and whined, begging him to keep going. Holding on for dear life. He was so engrossed with everything that he lost track of where you were. You came two more times, and he didn’t even notice. You hung on to him so tight, muttering not a single coherent word. All that came out of your mouth was the pathetic sounds that drove Yunho absolutely insane.

He felt himself getting closer and closer with every single movement the both of you made. “Shit, shit, shit, baby.” He groaned in your ear, “Fuck…hold on. I’m so close.” His eyes screwed shut when he felt himself cum. A full load. One that filled you nearly to the brim.

He pulled out of you and ran a hand through your hair. Pushing it out of your face. Admiring your fucked out expression. He ran his fingers along your jaw. Over your lips. Down your neck. “You're so pretty. You know that right, baby? So fucking beautiful.”

You nodded weakly. Barely comprehending what he said. He massaged your thighs and stomach as he waited for you to fully come back to him. Admiring how you tried to catch your breath.

He knew you were starting to come down from your high when you found his eyes with your own. He smiled down at you, and you couldn’t help but grin back up at him.

“You’re so perfect,” he praised. Kissing your forehead.

You hummed, “So are you.”

Shifting around on the bed, he leaned his back against the headboard, sitting up next to you, and you were quick to rearrange yourself to snuggle up with him. Legs thrown over his lap, with your head rested on his shoulder.

“So…” he began, “How many times did you come?”

“Oh god, I don’t know,” you tried to think back, “Maybe six.”

“Hmm, I think I can do better than that.” You laughed. “Do you think that was your limit?”

You shrugged, “I don’t think I have a limit.”

“Baby, everyone, has a limit. I just have to get you there.”

“Maybe if you let yourself cum more than once we could go even longer.” He scoffed, “I don’t know, angel, you seemed pretty lost in there,” he poked your forehead, “any more and you might be lost to the orgasm gods forever.”

“You’re such a fucking dork.”

Laughing, he kissed the top of your head, “But you love it.”

You smiled. Yeah, yeah you did.

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meangirls-imagines · 2 months

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fandom-oneshots-etc · 6 months

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✨ Dropping by to request literally anything sherlock x reader - would love something with awkward idiots in love ✨

🍄 Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader

🍄 Genre: Fluff

🍄 Summary: When Sherlock goes off on a frantic tangent, John knows exactly who to call, the idiot in love with him...

🍄 Word Count: 2084

🍄 Abbreviations: N/A

🍄 Warnings: N/A

🍄 Note: I hope this is what you were looking for Anon! :)

“What’s he doing this time?” you answered the phone as John’s name appeared. You had become so accustomed to the calls at all odd hours of the day, usually all pertaining to your high-functioning sociopath of a friend, Sherlock. Odd hours like the one now.

You had just sat down in your cloud chair, kindle in hand ready to read the next chapter of your gripping (b/g) when the phone had pinged, angrily vibrating against the coffee table-top. A puff of air had moved the stray hairs touching your face as you instantly recognized the personalized ring tone you had installed. You knew that John wouldn’t call you unless it was at least a code blue, blue-in-the-face blue. A colour code the two of you had created to describe the different moods of Sherlock Holmes.

“I’m so sorry-” You rolled your eyes with a little smile. “He’s just off on one. He solved the case, you know the one with the woman and the suitcases? He’s been off the walls since then. Can’t get him to settle, he’s talking about renovating the flat, knocking walls down for more ‘thinking space’. I think Mrs Hudson’s threatened to evict him already,” You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped your lips at the thought of the sweet old woman threatening your tall friend, knowing very well that she’d mean every word. You could already picture the offended horror on Sherlock’s face at her threats.

“I’m on my way,” you reassured before hanging up the phone and pushing yourself out of the comfortable chair. Slipping your kindle into your bag, you grabbed your keys from the hook and turned off the lights. You didn’t bother changing out of your night clothes,, instead your threw a long coat over your pajamas and slipped on your trainers before heading out of the flat. You weren’t exactly keen on the idea of getting a cab this late at night, but you preferred that over walking the streets alone in the dark.

Thankfully, Baker Street was only a few roads away and the journey was nice and short with the lack of traffic at this time of night. Looking up at 221B you could see tat it was one of the only lights on in the street. You slipped the spare key out of your bag and unlocked the door to 221B.

Mrs Hudson reached the bottom of the stairs in an angry flurry huffing as she passed, a few rushed ‘oh dear’s escaping her lips as she passed you, only briefly making eye contact as she scurried back into her flat, red-faced. Taking that as your cue, you started up the stairs to the flat, fully expecting to see the flat in complete disarray, and you weren’t disappointed.

The papers from the now-closed case were still strewn across the flat, stuck to the walls, laid out on the desk, tucked under the tea cups on the small side table. The tea cups, several sat on the desk untouched and probably growing a few types of fungus that Sherlock could happily describe for you. The pillows from the sofa were thrown about the flat as Sherlock stood on the sofa, feet buried in the sofa cushions and tape measure I hand as he stretched it across the wall in front of him, a HB pencil clenched between his teeth.

“Thank God you’re here!” John poked his head out of the kitchen as if weary of the man in the living room. He gestured for you to step into the kitchen, with a final glance at the tall consulting detective, you slipped into the kitchen.

“How long has he been like this?” you asked, setting your bag down on the cluttered kitchen table. Piles and piles of old experiments were stacked tall, filling up almost the entire surface of the table and from the darkening black patch by one of the chairs you had no doubt that Sherlock had blown something up today, yet another thing to add to the list of problems for you and John.

“A couple of hours now, I stupidly thought that solving the case would change his mood, but it only seemed to make him more antsy for another one-” He sighed. “Sorry it’s so late, I know you usually sit down and read about now. I didn’t want to bother you but with Mrs Hudson threatening eviction I thought it best not to wait.” You smiled at your friend and shook your head.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s been a while since he’s been like this so it was expected sooner or later. Better sort him out before Mrs Hudson really does chuck him out.” The two of you chuckle at the thought of a homeless Sherlock, it’s not really a sight either of you can imagine fully. But you had no doubt that his homeless network would really find him the best spots in London to squat.

“You don’t mind if I take a quick walk do you? I’ve been cooped up in here for a few hours trying to sort him out, just need bit of fresh air.” You shook your head and hurried John out of the kitchen door and down the stairwell. You knew it would be easier to deal with Sherlock without John around anyway. Not that John was a problem, but with Sherlock like this and his habit of making unsavory comments without fully thinking of the consequences, it would be easier than having a row start between the two flat mates.

You paused for a moment and brushed your finger against the black mark on the table top and inspected the pad of your finger. That’ll come off with some polish, you decided. Stepping back out of the kitchen and into the living room, your eyes zeroed in on the consulting detective who had now abandoned the tape measure and was gently knocking against the wall looking for a hollow sounding area.

“No.” You spoke clearly, catching the attention of the detective who had yet to notice you. Spinning on his heels, his eyes flashed at you wide and adorable. It kind of reminded you of a child who had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. His mouth started to open but you shut him down quickly. “No,” You gave him a stern look. “That wall has all of the major electricity lines and one of the main water pipes. No.”

“There’s no way you could possibly know that just from looking at the wall-” Sherlock argued.

“No I couldn’t. I know because I had to get the schematics for the flat after you started shooting the walls because you were banned from in-person cases and blew the power out in this side of London,” You reminded. “An event that Mycroft still calls ‘The Great COVID Blackout’.” Sherlock’s nose scrunched at the mention of his brother. “Now, are you going to sit down or am I going to have to use that self-defense training program you insisted I go on to incapacitate you?” You could almost see the cogs turning in his head as his eyes narrowed at you, trying to deduce if you were serious or not. Your unwavering stance must have given him his answer as he slowly stepped down from the sofa and settled his feet back on the floor calmly.

“Why are you here?” You were very rarely offended by Sherlock’s blunt words, it just wasn’t worth the energy when you also knew that he rarely meant it to come across in that way. “No, don’t answer that. You’re here in your night clothes, your kindle is tucked in your bag and your hair is done up which means it’s late- John called you. Why?”

“Probably because his roommate was threatened with eviction after planning to renovate their rented flat and set the landlady off.” “Mrs Hudson wouldn’t evict me. She still owes me for getting her husband executed.”

“Favours do expire Sherlock. They have their limits.” His eyebrows furrowed.

“Really?” You nod. “Oh. Well John wouldn’t let her evict me.” “Have you been experimenting today?” You think back to the two mugs settled on the kitchen counter, one sporting a brownish green sludge at the bottom.

“Yes, why- Oh.”

“Right come on,” You clapped your hands, moving towards him and grabbing one of his hands to pull him over to his chair. You ignored the sounds of protest from Sherlock as you settled on the chair and tugged on his arm. “Sit down,” you instructed. Sherlock sighed and complied, dropping onto the floor and crossing his legs underneath him. You grabbed the TV remote and switched it on. “What should we watch? Bones or Criminal Minds?” you pondered.

“Why do we have to watch a crime show? They’re always so inaccurate-” You flick the TV onto an episode of Criminal Minds. “Look, the killer’s using tape- what about finger prints? They don’t need to study his behaviour, just find the prints-” You smiled softly, fiddling with a few strands of Sherlock’s curly hair in your lap as he rattled on about the mistakes of the Unsub and the BAU team.

It was around an hour later that John returned to the flat. Pushing open the front door of 221, he was relieved to hear nothing. The light under Mrs Hudson’s door was now off, meaning she had slipped into bed, no longer tormented by her tenant’s renovation plans. The light on the landing let off a soft glow as John started up to the flat. A heavy wave of relief swept through him as he noticed the lack of banging, drilling, sawing or any construction noises at all. You had managed to talk him out of it for now. He reached the top of the stairs and could hear the muffled sounds of the TV in the flat. Stepping into the kitchen he could see that the place was still a pig sty but at least there wasn’t any knocked down walls or partially constructed extensions. The mess could be dealt with in the morning.

As he turned the corner and peeked - still a little cautiously into the living room - a soft smile graced his face. Your back was pressed against one of the arms of Sherlock’s chair, your legs swung over the opposite side. Sherlock’s was still perched on the floor with his legs crossed, his head dropped back against your stomach, with your right hand resting on top. Your fingers rhythmically threading through his curly brown locks, soothingly. John flicked his eyes up to the TV screen to see an episode of Criminal Minds playing, Sherlock’s face scrunched in distaste as he watched the team profile the murderer. Your other hand held your kindle tightly, your fingers set comfortably around the flower pop socket on the back as you occasionally flicked the pages with your thumb.

John couldn’t help but watch in awe for a moment. No one he knew had ever been able to soothe Sherlock in the way that you could. Not him, not Mrs Hudson and certainly not his brother, not even his parents had this calming effect that you had. He wondered if Sherlock would ever confess to the effect you had on him, or explain why you had such an effect on him. John knew the reason, Mrs Hudson knew the reason… did Sherlock? Did you?

You were always just as oblivious as Sherlock. John had mentioned to you once or twice about how you effected the consulting detective, but you couldn’t see it. You wouldn’t admit to the effect you so clearly had on him nor would you confess to the butterflies that whirled in your stomach whenever you were this close to him.

You caught John’s eye and must’ve made an educated guess of what he was thinking as you rolled your eyes and shook your heads. Deciding that now was probably not the time to bring up the obvious pink elephant that shared the living room with the three of you, John mouthed a ‘thank you’ to you and you nodded, letting out a quiet yawn. He bidded a quick farewell to the pair of you before shuffling out of the kitchen and upstairs to his room. On his way up the stairs, he couldn’t help but wonder how long the two of you would remain oblivious.

As he reached the top of the staircase he paused and chuckled. Lovesick idiots.

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queers-gambit · 8 months

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Tell Me Every Terrible Thing And Let Me Love You Anyway

you embark on a secret but passionate affair with the Rogue Prince, and when his wife, Rhea Royce, passes away, he chooses you to wed next - a decision that angers his niece and changes history.

⚠️ mild show spoilers 🙊 general language and content warning 😵‍💫 wonky brain is wonky ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 💔 angst 🔥 mild NSFW (brief female receiving oral) ⏳ technically AU timeline 1️⃣ written after season one

part one: read here word count: 5.6k+ part two: read here word count: 6.3k+

Not All That Glitters is Gold

during your engagement dinner, you learn from your fiancé's niece that he holds choice words about you. or finding out he calls you clingy behind your back.

word count: 3.1k+

🙊 general language and content warning 🎭 drama 💔 mild angst ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort ⏳ AU timeline 💣 relationship angst 🔏 not edited

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part of the Clingy Baby collection

Daddy Takes Care

in comparison, your first pregnancy was a cakewalk. this time around? not so much. good thing Daemon's there to help where he can.

word count: 6.4k+

🙊 general language and content warning 🍑 named character ( daughter named Visenya ) 💔 angst ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 🍼 depiction of difficult pregnancy and symptoms by an author who's never been pregnant 🔏 not edited 1️⃣ written after season one

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Bloodhounds

you and your husband have a different kind of foreplay that include disguises, sneaking out of the castle, and sometimes, fucking in an alleyway... Or two.

word count: 5.7k+

💦 smut 🔥 NSFW 🙊 general language and content warning 🔏 barely edited 1️⃣ written after season one

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Creepy Crawlies

Aemond and Helaena witness how deep your fear goes.

word count: 1.7k+

🕷 spiders 🙊 general language and content warning 1️⃣ written after season one

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Mother Knows No Bounds

being Rhaenyra's daughter means taking on Alicent's generational anger, and one day, she takes it too far.

word count: 5.7k+

🙊 general language and content warning 💚 vilified!Alicent 💔 angst 🤮 depiction of physical illness 🐍 toxic family 🕊 depiction of lost pregnancy 💛 requires maturity and caution 1️⃣ written after season one

❗️ depictions of potentially triggering content - please read all warnings before continuing ❗️

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When Pride Married Prejudice masterlist

she is the (only) trueborn daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Lord Laenor Velaryon. after her younger brother, Lucerys, slices out the eye of their uncle, Aemond Targaryen, her hand is offered as payment to keep the peace. though unexpected, she finds herself in a loving marriage, until devastating news forces her to make an impossible choice.

total word count: 97,184 total story parts: eight + two 2-part alternative endings

⚠️ book and show spoilers 🍒 author's favorite 🙊 general language and content warnings 💦 smut 🔥 NSFW 💔 angst 🎭 drama 🐍 toxic family 🥊 depiction of physical violence or aggression ⏳ AU timeline 😵‍💫 wonky brain go WONKY ✅ completed series 1️⃣ written after season one

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Dornish Wine, Weddings, and Bruised Knuckles

your best friend's getting married and you've got a thing for her brother. during the bachelorette party, you learn maybe your affection wasn't so one-sided after all.

modern AU

word count: 11.1k+

🎭 drama 💔 small angst 🧸 small fluff 🥰 romance 💦 smut 🦋 modern AU 🙊 general language and content warning 🥊 depiction of physical violence or aggression 🧃 implied character age-up (legal to drink) 🔏 barely edited 1️⃣ written after season one

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You Might Think It's Foolish

meeting your boyfriend's family for the first time creates anxiety, so, you stick to his side. at dinner, his mother calls out your clinginess - and Aemond doesn't defend you. or when someone else calls you clingy and he doesn't defend you / agrees with them.

word count: 3.1k+

modern AU

🎭 drama 💔 angst 🥺 hurt 🚫 no comfort 💣 relationship angst 🐝 stand alone 🙊 general language and content warning 🐍 toxic family 🍄 toxic relationship...? 🦋 modern AU 🔏 barely edited 1️⃣ written after season one

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"Plan To Make A Gift of It To My Lover"

ten years ago, Lucerys claimed Aemond's eye, and now, a Lannister will claim her debt.

soon to be merged into a developing series but will leave this version up. Lannister Reader will become Velaryon!

word count: 5.5k+

🎭 drama 🐑 filler ⚠️ spoilers ⏳ small AU timeline 🐝 stand-alone 🙊 general language and content warning ☠️ character death 💛 requires maturity and caution 🩸 deranged characters / blood lust 🔏 barely edited 1️⃣ written after season one

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Confection Invention

how Sansa Stark's favorite dessert, lemon cakes, came to be after discovering your husband's never had a nameday cake.

word count: 3.5k+

🧸 fluffy fluff fluff 🥰 small romance 💍 established relationship 🍒 author's favorite 🐝 stand alone

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feelbokkie · 8 months

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When You're Both Competing in the ISAC

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**Request**

There's never anything with isac on here lol but what if u wrote stray kids with idol! Reader at isac? Just fluffy hcs or smthn like that! I love ur writing btw I EAT THAT SHIT UP! Also could I be 🍄anon in case I request anything in the future? Have a wonderful day/night or whenever ur reading this!

genre: fluff, a smidge of crack as a treat

pov: 2nd person

description: you and your boyfriend are both competing in the ISAC

pairing: idol!skz x idol!reader

warnings: swearing

word count: 903 (unedited)

a/n: 🍄, i hope you like it!

방 찬 (Bang Chan)

He's busy trying to keep the kids in line

And messing around with other idols

But without fail, this man is waiting for you after everyone of your events with a water in a towel

Ready to tell you how good of a job you did

And if you didn't, you either didn't win or messed up, he's there to cheer you up

Ready to give you a hug, not caring if there are cameras and fans

"You did your best. Did you have fun? Yeah? Then that's all that matters."

이 민 호 (Lee Min-Ho)

Oh he's teasing you relentlessly throughout the entire event

You will not know peace

You're doing an event? He's on the sidelines just saying things to throw you off your rhythm

"Y/n! Your shoe is untied!" When it is very clearly not

"Y/n, the goal is right there!" When you miss a goal

"Y/n! I know you can do better than that! Just imagine JYP pdnim is watching!"

He just likes watching you get all flustered

And boy does it work

Can't help but smirk when you start doing well after he starts teasing you

서 창 빈 (Seo Chang-Bin)

He does not care about the cameras or the fans, he's openly hanging around you and cheering for you

He might be the loudest one cheering for you to be completely honest

Changbin was getting so out of hand with how loudly he was cheering for you and celebrating when you did well or trying to call the refs out for bad calls that Chan had to put him on a time out

Had to bring Felix in to calm him down and everything

Can't help be proud of you

Biggest cheerleader

황 현 진 (Hwang Hyun-Jin)

You two are just off on the side entertaining fans together by dancing

Started off with you two doing dance challenges

And then trying to dance to each other's songs while you sang for them

And then a fan screamed for you two to do a specific song

So you two started taking requests

And then it somehow turned into a dance battle

You two created your own event for the isac

Other idols started getting involved and it turned into a large thing

Both of you two the opportunity to just fuck off and go sit somewhere and talk

You were tired from dancing and the unexpected fan service

Caused people to start shipping you two

한 지 성 (Han Ji-Sung)

He's sharing his contraband snacks

He'll go and seek you out and just tell you to put your hand out

And of course you do because it's Han and it's either going to be really cute or really funny

Just gives you the food and quickly disappears back to his group

Can't do much because there are cameras and fans watching

Will sometimes give your members snacks too so it doesn't look too suspicious

If you're doing an event he'll leave the snack with one of your members with a little note for you

All of his snacks have little notes for you, just cheering you on or telling you how cool or cute you looked in your events or saying how well you did

And if you did poorly, the snack will have a note trying to cheer you up

이 용 복 (Lee Felix Yong-Bok)

He's cheating

Even if you two aren't directly competing against each other and you're in the same company

He's cheating

You two made you own little competition to up the ante

Whoever does the best in their events wins

And this man is competitive as hell so he has to win even though he loves you

Does it in the cutest ways possible though so how can you be mad at him

Like cheering when he knows you want it quiet

Or making sure he's in your line of sight and making silly faces

If you two are in the pubg esports category together, he's going straight for you

Will kill you without mercy and just go "oops?"

Despite his best efforts, you end up winning

김 승 민 (Kim Seung-Min)

He's intently watching all your events from afar

Or so he thinks

He's somehow in all of the shots of every single one of your events

He's not hyperly (is that even a word??) cheering you on like Changbin

But he can be seen a few times silently cheering while balling his fists when you do well

Has been caught on camera, either by a fan or a cameraman, smiling and staring at you in awe as you compete

But if you ask him about it later he'll just shrug and go "Eh, you did okay."

Will deny everything if you show him all of the footage of him thinking that you did more than okay

양 정 인 (Yang Jeong-In)

If he sees you, he's running in the opposite direction

Number 1, he's trying to avoid a scandal

And number 2, he knows that if he's near you, he'll want to latch onto you or just hover near you

Especially if he did bad in an event

Like when he tripped during the relay race

Or didn't do too well during archery

Just being around you will cheer him up and he needs to be comforted

And you want to comfort him so bad, rumors be damned

One time he was actively talking to an idol from another group and saw you from the corner of his eye and just quickly excused himself and bolted

Don't worry, you comforted this shit out of him once the ISAC was over

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m0uchie · 3 months

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Fuck it bae, I don't care anymore.

May I request a Navia & Furina x Fem!reader? Kk, thanks. Love yah 😘

-🍀🍄 anon

𐙚 caught in the princess’ bed

⟡ how dare you… Furina leaves you alone for a second, just for you to try and fuck her friend? :0

— pairing : navia & furina x fem!reader

— warnings : NSFW; not the original storyline?; Furina is a princess; unestablished relationship; cunnilingus; sex toy; threesome

— a/n : I'm sorry for the delay, I deleted what I wrote and did it all over again a few times, but it's here! I also got horny asf writing this?💀 I’m ovulating, sry

“W-wait… mmfgh- ahh Navia- what if she comes back?” You ask, low moans escaping between each sentence.

She smiles and undoes the tie on your dress, pushing you lightly with one hand on your chest so that you fall back onto the bed and she can be on top.

Perhaps it was a bit too presumptuous of you to assume that just because lady Furina had left you alone with her visit and said that she might take longer than expected, she’d actually take a long time. I mean, she intended to fetch the leaves and brew the tea herself… so why was she standing now, in front of your her bed with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow looking at you?

You and Navia quickly separate. You imagine that if it were up to her, you would just continue on with the indecency in front of the princess, as she pouts in irritation when you close your legs together.

Now your dress was on the floor, covered only by your panties, and bra tossed to the side of the bed. The long gone beautiful hairstyle stood messy on your head, as well as the visible mess inside your panties. Damn, how could you be so careless?!

Your heart was racing with fear of the punishment, you could barely look at lady Furina as you mumbled your apologies.

“Firstly…” she scoffs, raising her voice. “Look at me when you address me.” You hear footsteps as she gets closer. “And secondly… how dare you give your body just like that to someone other than me?” She lifts your chin up between two fingers. “If you were feeling so needy, you just had to ask.”

Your eyes close so tightly that you feel tears forming. What would become of you?…

“haa—?!!” You jolt in surprise and blink your eyes open when you feel one of the princess' fingers pressing down on your clothed clit. “Does the feeling of fucking someone else in my bed while I’m not here turns you on? Did you want me to see you like this?” She begins circling your sensitive bud under her touch, making your eyes melt with pleasure and your head tilt slightly in hesitation. You’re not sure what’s going on.

Without stopping the ministrations, she turns back. A blank stare at the girl behind her, who couldn't say anything of the situation. She was fully dressed, just without the big hat so as not to get in the way. “You are so greedy… you did this despite knowing you are my servant.” She teases, even though her eyes are no longer on you.

“Will it be enough if you have both of us?” One of her fingers signals for Navia to come closer, holding her by the shoulders and guiding her hand to take off your panties, which Navia did without hesitation, her mouth already salivating at the sight of your wet pussy.

“Can I?" She makes sure, her arms already hugging your hips possessively as she looked at the lady with her puppy dog eyes until she replied “you may.”

And then, you feel your pussy being completely engulfed by her mouth, sucking out the essence that escaped and dripped onto the bed. "You are so sweet! Mmmh~” she would comment, her nose pressing against your clit deliciously, making you moan in ecstasy.

Lady Furina on the other hand, sat back in her chair, trying to enjoy the tea she brought, but failing miserably. Her thighs crossed over each other, squeezing together in a failed attempt to contain the excitement that was growing in her core. She knew she could do whatever she wanted, but what if word got out? Wouldn't that cause her any harm?

Your eyes searched for hers as Navia reveled in the taste of you, chest heaving up and down waiting for her to get up from her post and join you two.

“H-how about you take your clothes off and let me take care of you?” You suggest shyly, voice a little cracked and reluctant.

“Hmm…” she pounders, biting her lower lip.

Navia takes the opportunity to encourage her, separating from your slit with a loud pop and throwing her own clothes to the floor, “my lady, don’t be shy. It'll be our little secret, just the three of us. We’re not gonna tell anyone, promise.”

Furina uncrosses her legs and gets up, going to the end of the bed, “well… I guess… if you insist. I am quite curious, you see.” She climbs onto the mattress and crawls towards you, climbing over your body.

Your arms wrap around her back, pulling her down and gluing your bodies and mouths together with a kiss. From time to time, you rubbed yourself against any part of her body (you couldn’t even see which part was) like a bitch in heat. When you can't take it anymore, your agile and trembling hands remove all the fabric that covered her parts, exposing her nakedness.

“C’mon, let me have some fun too~” Navia gently pushes Furina forward, giving her space to position herself between your legs.

Furina's pussy is right ahead of your face, and you’re so thirsty! :( your hands grab her ass, and you feel the shiver that runs through Furina's body, but she doesn't have time to complain before you swallow the meal in front of you.

“Hnnnngh…!” Her body tenses up as you begin to suck on her pussy, her face turning red with pleasure. The sensation is new and exciting, something she never thought she’d experience. A sensation that only gets better the moment you feel something being inserted into your tight hole, moaning into her cunt when the small device starts vibrating in your canal.

Navia holds your legs open, amazed at how swollen your clit is right now, and intertwines her legs with yours, rubbing her own pussy against yours back and forth, spreading the sticky fluid all over your skin. You felt stimulated both above and below.

Furina would move your hair out of your forehead and pull on it clumsily, pushing your face back so she could see it. The way your makeup was all smudged, your eyes watering… she couldn't deny that this sight turned her on as she used your tongue to satisfy herself.

“Ahhh… yes, right there…” the princess moaned, choking you with her juices as you pushed your tongue deeper into her cunny. And you loved it. You loved how you felt used and handled by them just for relief. If you stopped for a moment to breathe, Furina would let out a long whine in displeasure and Navia would harshly open your mouth back with her fingers while she lifted your head, mouth ready to receive a warm pussy again. “Keep going, sweetheart,” she’d whisper.

And even if you finally came, squirting all over Navia’s pussy, they’d still use you a little more. Because it's not fair that only you get to finish!

You feel so overstimulated, body completely spent and sweaty, sensitive to the touch. Your jaw hurt from licking Furina so much, but you didn't stop until you heard her whimper, bucking her hips into your mouth and finally staying still for a few seconds while pressing your face against her hips to cum down your throat (and of course you swallowed it all!).

You already felt the need to breathe when she held you by the cheeks and separated you, her breathing was heavy and a line of a sticky white fluid connected your mouth to her pussy, running down your chin to your breasts.

Navia on the other hand, lasted a while longer before reaching climax, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as orgasm washed over her. She moved her hand down to circle her clit with two fingers for a little, until she stopped moving on top of you. And in the end, she still sucked your mixed essences from your pussy with the premise that “she was cleaning you up”, making you cum one last time before you two snuggled up with Furina next to you, too tired to do anything now and think about any possible consequences in the future (including the tea that got cold).

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bones4thecats · 6 months

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Hello!

If requests are open, I'd like to send one in. Hear me out: the Octavinelle squad and the Pomefiore squad with a reader who makes jewelry. And one day they make something especially for them (A pin or a bracelet or something)

A/N: Apologies that this took so long, Anon! But I do hope you enjoy this piece~~

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👑 Your beautiful boyfriend has watched you make your jewelry for quite some time

👑 The way you would mold something worthless into something gorgeous in the matter of minutes to maybe hours was impressive to him

👑 His birthday was something that was quite popular around NRC, and all of Twisted Wonderland, so you’d expect him to get stuff sent to him all the time

👑 And you were correct

👑 But when he finally retired for the night, in favor to spend time with you, his gorgeous S/O, he smiled when you handed him a box wrapped in shimmery purple paper, with a cute little jewel bow

👑 Opening it was fun for him, the way your eyes lit up when he held up the headpiece was amazing

“ My Dear, this is beautiful, thank you very much. “

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🏹 Rook always sprung surprise gifts onto you, so you decided to put your love of crafting to use

🏹 He always loved to watch you make your pieces whenever vice-housewarden duties didn’t burden him

🏹 When you walked up to him and held out a decently sized box with a beautiful ribbon with an arrow made out of it and he smiled

🏹 How sweet was his S/O?

🏹 When he opened the box and saw the beautiful necklaces you had made, he gasped and began to rant on how gorgeous they were, and how we couldn’t bear wearing them, they weren’t even on the same level as formal pieces

🏹 They were far above!

🏹 And, true to his nature, he pulled out a small box and showed you a necklace with a bow and arrow on it, which made him laugh fairly loud, different from his more formal one used around others

“ I guess we are soulmates, mon bijou! “

Mon Bijou ~ My Jewel

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🍎 Epel always was hard to make gifts for, he wanted to seem manly, but was organized in a, in his words, “prissy and preppy dorm”

🍎 So, when his birthday approached, you had made him a gorgeous ring with amethyst and steel, and you knew he’d like it

🍎 While the rest of the first years laughed and joked with one another, you grabbed your boyfriend before handing him the small ring box, with the words on a tag saying, ‘For my one and only <3’

🍎 That was enough to fluster the country boy

🍎 But seeing the ring you had made turned his face nearly full red, you could’ve compared him to Riddle!

🍎 He smiled and allowed you to put the ring on his finger

🍎 It may not be completely manly, but Epel can put this behind him, just once

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🐙 Azul was a hard one to give thing to, as he believed he didn’t need them as much as others

🐙 It was one of his faults he gained from bullying

🐙 But you wanted to make him something that would both go with his outfit and not attract to much attention to

🐙 And obviously be unique, you needed to give him something original

🐙 It took quite a while, but on your monthly anniversary, you handed him the ring and he just blushed and laughed as he gave you one as well

🐙 You guys put them on each other and the tweels teased on how it was like a scene at a wedding

🐙 He never took it off afterwards, unless it was necessary, he doesn’t want his S/O’s precious work damaged

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🍄 This guy, whoa

🍄 You have made him feel welcomed with his odd fungi obsession, so he has encouraged your wish of jewelry-making

🍄 Jade has given you many different things that he finds fit for either your dorm room or for you personally, like a mushroom themed hair pin

🍄 This tweel never really expected much when it came to physical objects in return, he was quite content with basic affection, whether it be verbal or physical

🍄 So when you messaged him one afternoon after school, saying you had something for him on his walk, he was intrigued

🍄 Smiling when he saw you, he asked what the immediate meeting was about

🍄 Handing him the necklace was hard, as it was difficult to tell his emotions

🍄 He looked at the piece of jewelry and chuckled lowly

“ My delicate S/O, you really do listen to me. Mushrooms and the most beautiful chain, you truly are amazing. Oh, what did I ever do to deserve you? ”

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🎭 Floyd never really gave you anything material, his love language was mainly physical affection or his constant teasing

🎭 But when he learned of your craft made him laugh

🎭 He really does admire how much patience you have to make these dazzling pieces in time

🎭 Whenever he saw something he liked, he’d rant about how amazing they are, before eventually leaving, per messages of Azul or Jade for skipping work or something random, Sevens knows

🎭 Floyd was just hanging out with you on his birthday when you asked him about the extra mark by his ear

🎭 He just smiled and said when he was younger he pierced his ear with a paperclip (not canon, but I thought that sounded cute)

🎭 That was when you got the idea, an earring, and thankfully, you were wearing a moray eel earring

🎭 Taking the object out and handing it to him made him freeze and ask what you were doing

🎭 This tweel brother just laughed at your answer, “For your birthday, of course.” You said

🎭 He grabbed it and pierced it through the hole, exclaiming how amazing you were and asking,

“ Oh my tiny S/O, what did I ever do to deserve you? ”

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ghostlyforxst · 10 months

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In LOVE with your Tengen fic!! Can I request something similar to it: a farm au where a Centaur Sanemi is trying to breed the reader?? 👀👀

I really love how you write!!

❱ http:˚♡I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys˚ˑؘ 🍄 ·˚

GENDER: Gender Neutral Reader

WARNINGS: Monster AU, Inappropriate Reader, +18, Slight! Breeding, Hair Pulling, Slight! Non-Con, and Marking.

CHARACTER: Sanemi Shinazugawa

WORD COUNT: 561

A/N- I apologize for taking forever to respond to your request and I also apologize for not adding much breeding since I made it gender neutral. Though I am still hoping that this meet some of you expectations and that you enjoyed it!

Another day had dawned, the muggy weather had your clothes embracing your dewy skin and your muscles were tense from the laborious chores you had completed. You had tidied up the stables, harvested the garden, and naturally you cared for your monsters. Yet, rutting season had caused those supposedly uncomplicated chores to become complicated. But thankfully-ish your centaur was the last for the day, though his rutting mindset had you nervous. He became territorial, brash, and overall just desperate—countless of times you had to fight him off and run, screaming as he galloped not too far behind you.

You released the pail to the ground, breathing through your nostrils, and eased the stable doors open. His presence was absent from the stable, your shoulders slumped with a sigh. You take the rake and begin to scrape up the previous hay, ignorant of the lustful beast that snuck noiselessly behind you until fingers tangled themselves into your hair and forced your head onto the scratchy hay bale. “Wah!”

“You are not going anywhere.” The beast, Sanemi, growled as his calloused hand swept down your back to your jeans and yanked them to the ground before his hooves came into view on either side of your head. “You're mine this season and the seasons to come.”

“Sanemi.” you yelped, hips raised high in the air and legs parted for his massive girth. “g-get off!”

Sanemi went seemingly deaf to your words, disregarding them as his hand eased between your legs and teased your arousal. You knew you had stripped him of his sanity from the way his desperate hand stroked and rubbed you, the way he blushfully whimpered under his breath when his cock prodded at your hole. You bit your cheek, restraining the moan that was lodged in your throat as his dick dryly persuaded itself into you.

“I can’t,” Sanemi breathed, “I can’t wait.”

Your blowzy cheeks dampened with tears as you blubbered pleas from him to remove himself, writhing beneath him as his length buried itself into your warmth entirely—the pain becoming near unbearable.

“Begging is a good look for you.” Sanemi smirked breathlessly, bucking his hips into you.

You cried out, grasping at the dead grass, ashamed at how pleasurable it felt. Sanemi stoops down, his tongue darting past his curved lips and he glides the wet muscle along your nape before biting and sucking at the skin—a purplish bruise remaining as he seated himself back up.

His hands raveled themselves back into your hair, roughly tugging, as he rocked himself into you.

“M’feeling so fucking good around me, feels good doesn’t it baby?” Sanemi grunted, yanking your head back and kissing you abruptly. “It has to, you are a mess on my cock. I can feel you falling apart around me. ”

You sobbed at his dick thrusting into the right spot, your tummy tightening before releasing; swallowing air as your hips jerked on his length with a drawn-out whine. Sanemi reaches below you, rolling your niple between his thumb and fingers—his silvery tail whipping behind as his thrust quickens.

Sanemi’s hips stammered, his chest rumbling with a guttural growl, before he emptied himself in your clenching hole. He lazily smooches the back of your head and weighs himself against your back. “Mhm’love you.”

You hummed in response and Sanemi chuckled, “rest, I'm wanting a second round soon.”

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star-struck-wonderland · 1 year

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hewwo, could i has a white bunny/pastel blue moodboard? thankies 🥺

Hello little one! Your moodboard has been posted! I hope you like it dear!🧡🧡

I actually read this as stimboard at first, so I ended up making a stimboard first- Oopsies...😅 Consider it an extra free request? I hope you like both of them!

#Lex Speaks🍄#completed request #thanks for the request!

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shiftlit · 1 month

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What if someone called you a tramp infront of your S/O?

Characters:Azul,Jade,Floyd

House's:Heartslabyul,Octavinelle, Scarabia,Pomefiore,Ignihyde, Savanaclaw,Diasomnia,RSA,NBC,staff

Disclaimer-Non-binary reader, insults,metion of fighting,(maybe death),not proof read/bad grammar✨🧁✨

Azul was in his office working on some paperwork completely forces, until he heard commotion outside his office in the restaurant. Normal he would just let the twins handle it.

But today you decided to help out in the restaurant because they didn't have as much help as they needed today so when he went out there seeing a random old lady yell at you because you 'accidentally' spilled her drink on her. "You absolutely stupid tramp, how can you spill a drink. I spent money here!"

as Floyd and Jade were getting ready to intervene, he raised his hand to stop them and stepped forward and put on the kindness smile he could. "I'm sorry if there was any problems here but you are causing a scene so I must ask you to leave ma'am" he said blocking the old woman's sight of you. The old lady was about to say something but was quickly moved out of the establishment (and maybe life) by Jade and Floyd as Azul turned to you making sure you were ok.

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You and Jade were in the gardening house looking a mushrooms as you went to get some more supplies for the mushroom, you accidentally ran into some of the regular jerks from Savanaclaw.

You started to get into a small argument with Savanaclaw students. Which caught jades attention, you slapped one of the students which pissed them off "you stupid tramp-" before they could finish there sentence, Jade popped up behind you, giving the students a creepy smile "is there a problem?" Jade glared at them making the students back away, denying anything wrong as they backed away and left quickly. You turned around looking at jade seeing nothing but a sweet smile

You both went back to looking at mushrooms after that but trust me, jade will be dealing with the Savanaclaw students later.

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You and Floyd were trying to study but Floyd was getting annoyed with the studying so he said he was going to get a snack from the Octavinelle kitchen, leaving you at the table alone

When he came back he saw someone from his dorm messing with and could see his poor shrimpy getting annoyed, he watched you get up trying to get away from the student but accidentally bumped into his stomach making the student angry but before the student could even tell at you

Floyd appeared ready to jump at the student but luckily Jades twin murder radar went off and he ran down during all the commotion to see Floyd on top of the student punching the shit out of him

Let's just say the student had to go to the hospital and you were now stuck in a hug with Floyd

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This took awhile, I've been really busy and have been trying to touch some grass as well lol but there being written and posted, request are still open!

#disney twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst floyd #twst jade #twst azul #floyd x reader #jade x reader #azul x reader #floyd leech #jade leech #azul ashengrotto

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cgsunny · 9 months

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hello, here is a bit about me! 🍒 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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agere-fics · 1 year

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A Day With Daddy

dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄

Summary: Little!Reader and CG!Daddy!Bucky have a day of play when Stevie's away 🥰

Request from @juiceboxgothbaby: hey I would really love a CG!stucky Little!reader fix where Steve goes out for a while and reader and Bucky get silly and make a mess and then steve comes home

Relationship: Caregiver Bucky Barnes x Caregiver Steve Rogers x AgeRe Little Reader

Word Count: 1,092

Content Warnings: usage of "daddy" and "dada" (but in a nonsexual context), playing messily and chaotically

Author's Note: hi! thank you for the request! i'm very proud of myself for writing a completed fic. i haven't been able to do so for a long time. reader is completely neutral from what i can tell. there are parts that may seem not body size friendly but i promise my intention was to make it to where you can really feel little as you read! i hope y'all enjoy!

(if there is anything else you believe i should put as a warning or to change to make reader more neutral please let me know! /gen /srs)

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"Bye-bye, dada!" you shouted from the front door, waving your hand so fast your wrist ached. It wasn't painful though, and you really wanted to show your dada a whole lotta love as he got into his car. He wanted to spend the day with you, he told you himself. However, Tony Stank called your dada away. But that was okay because you knew he needed to do "saving the world" stuff.

Steve opened the door to his black pickup truck, placing one foot on the step and turning to face you. "I'll be back in no time, kiddo." He smiled. "Be good for daddy."

"I will!" Your eyes squinted from how wide you grinned.

Your dada sat in the driver's seat, waving once more before pulling out the driveway. You watched as he drove away, and continued to watch even more despite him already being out of your sight. Being away from your dada left a pain in your heart. You still had Bucky though, your daddy, to watch over you and keep you company.

Bucky walked closer to the front door, observing you still standing at the door frame, looking out where your dada once was.

"He'll be back, pumpkin. Dada always comes back."

You whined, jutting out your bottom lip in a pout.

Bucky never took that to heart. He knew you loved hanging out with him just as much as you loved being with your Stevie. But that didn't mean you still wouldn't feel a sting in your adorable, loving heart.

Luckily, your Daddy knew just what to do.

"Little one," You turned to face Bucky. "I got these new paints, and I've been dying to try them out. Do you want to join Daddy?"

You gasped and smiled brightly. "Yes, yes, yes!"

Your daddy adoringly laughed at your joy. He knew it would work.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, Daddy, c'mon!" you dragged him to the living room.

"Alrighty, cutie patootie, I'm coming."

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Your caregivers shared a bunch of similarities. It made sense considering how long they've known each other and how well they bonded closely. The only difference between your dada and daddy you've ever been able to notice is their strictness. Daddy does things before thinking. His worry is focused on you having fun and having a good time. At the end of it, he'll concern himself with the mess and make sure little and big you didn't feel bad in the slightest. He always makes sure you knew it was absolutely okay because you had fun and that was his most important rule.

Your dada is a different story. Of course, he wants you to have fun and enjoy being little, but he also believed rules and structure were something that you needed and could highly benefit from. No punishments are given, but he makes sure little you is disciplined in a way that'll help you grow. He sets your bedtimes, ensures you eat healthily, makes sure your activities are safe, amongst other things.

So, when caregiving you together, Bucky and Steve are able to balance each other. But, when they're seperate (especially when Bucky is alone with little you) things become...well, interesting.

Your favorite kid safe song played on loop in the living room, blasting so loud your next door neighbors could probably hear it word for word. You and your daddy had jumped on the couch, on the beds, and danced on the floors. The only thing he didn't let you do was jump off the dining table. But your pout was quickly gone when he explained that he didn't want his precious little one to get hurt. He compromised by picking you up, spinning you around, and having you "fly" around the house in his arms like a superhero.

"Look at you go, my little avenger! We're recruiting you know... you'd be the cutest, adorablest, most powerful avenger there ever was!"

Silly string was sprayed all over the wall, the couches, the floor, and especially in one corner of your playroom, where you tried to make a spider web. Unfortunately, it crumbled and held barely any weight at all. You decided you'd have to FaceTime Peter Parker at some point to assist you in perfecting the art of web building.

Your utmost favorite part of the day was the humongous painting you did on the fence of your backyard.

Daddy had cheered you on and complimented you the entire time.

"Good job, my little Vincent Van Gogh!"

"Wow! How did I get so lucky to have the most talented baby in the whole wide world? No, universe. The best baby in the whole universe!"

"I'm gonna have to call Tony. I got the smartest little doll on my hands."

By the time it was seven o clock, you started getting worn down and a bit hungry.

"Daddy, can I has some nuggies?" you asked while yawning, leaning your head on the dining table.

Bucky patted your head. "Of course, bubba."

You ate about half the nuggies when your eyes started drooping and feeling very, very heavy.

Your daddy noticed this and set down the fork he held that still had a small piece of chicken nugget on it.

He picked you up, letting your head rest on his shoulder and your arms wrap around his neck. Your daddy carried you to your room and set you down on the bed. He grabbed clean pairs of comfy clothes to help you change into before tucking you into bed and kissing your forehead.

"Sweet dreams, my little one." He handed you your best friend stuffie that you quickly grabbed and hugged close to your chest. Not even a second later, you drifted off into dreamland.

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Bucky cleaned up every single piece of silly string, organized your toys and art utensils, and wiped down all of the surfaces in record time.

He felt like he was in the clear. I mean, there was no piece of chaoticness left from their adventurous day.

That was, until Steve walked into the living room holding up a single leftover strand of silly string, placing his other hand on his hip.

"Do I even want to know what you guys did today?"

"No." Bucky smiled. "It would stress you out just to hear it."

"New rule for the house... Silly String is outside play only." Steve let out a breathy laugh as he threw away the stranded piece of silly string. You had fun, and that's all that mattered.

#cg!stucky x reader #cg!bucky barnes x reader #cg!bucky #caregiver!bucky barnes x reader #little reader #bucky barnes x little reader #daddy!bucky barnes #daddy!bucky x reader #caregiver bucky barnes x reader #bucky x little!reader #agere #age regression #agere fanfic

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fandom-oneshots-etc · 9 months

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Hi there! Did I hear you say that requests are open for Kol Mikaelson? Yes? Excellent! (You have made a mistake in giving me this power.)

Okay, I've been thinking about this for a while, so would you be willing to do a Kol x ghost!reader fic? I was thinking it could take place after Kol comes back from the dead in NOLA and he starts seeing this girl hanging around the compound - a girl no one else can see. He and this ghost become really close friends but she doesn't remember anything about her life or death - just that she's dead and can't leave the compound. But over time she begins remembering and realizes that her new best friend is the one who killed her in the first place....

I know that's really specific but you can decide the rest and I can't wait to see what you make of this idea 🥰 Thank you so much, lovely!!!

🍄 Pairing: Kol Mikaelson x Reader

🍄 Genre: Fluff/light angst

🍄 Summary: Since returning from the dead, Kol had wanted to live his life to the fullest. The last thing he planned was to have a dead stalker.

🍄 Word Count: 1783

🍄 Abbreviations: N/A

🍄 Warnings: Death, blood, mentions of murder, a little Twilight bashing

🍄 Note: Thank you for this request @fitzs-trained-monkey! I really enjoyed writing this. Sorry it took so long, this was such a great request I wanted to make sure I did it justice. I intend on making 1 or 2 more parts to this to build a mini series soon! Hope you enjoy! 😊

Kol had seen you twice before he knew who you were.

The first had been a few days after Davina had successfully returned him to his original body. You had been hovering outside the Compound, watching. At first, Kol had assumed you were some kind of spy. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time someone had been sent to gather intel on his family and report back to aid in some plan for their demise. But then he had caught sight of your attire. The front of your clothing was caked in the thick red liquid he and his family had come to crave, yet he couldn’t smell a thing. He had started to follow you but you had slipped down a short and narrow street and merged amongst the many tourists, disappearing from sight and unable to track you, Kol hadn’t given it another thought.

The second time had been during one of the extravagant parties his brother Niklaus had decided to throw. It was just after midnight and despite the glorious variety of alcohol and women available, Kol was bored. Elijah had been droning on about something, but Kol wasn’t too sure what they were talking about anymore, but one thing he did know was that he wasn’t interested in anything his brother had to say. Elijah’s words seemed to skim over his head as he stared aimlessly at the people below. The noble Elijah could be so boring. Kol was mentally planning his escape route when you caught his eye from the balcony. You were dressed in the same clothes as before and you were still completely caked in blood. In a split second, Kol had placed his drink precariously on the edge of the balcony railing and took off in your direction, weaving his way through the crowded bodies. Kol had been aware of Elijah’s presence behind him, but still he followed you, determined to find out who you were. As he and Elijah stormed through the doorway you had passed through, you stood still opposite, eyes wide having been caught red-handed.

“Who are you?” Kol demanded. Silence only greeted him as your lips parted in shock.

“Kol, who are you talking to?” Kol flashed his brother an annoyed glance.

“Her-“ He flicked his head around to see you still stood there frozen. “I’ve seen her twice now!”

“Kol,” his brother spoke slowly, as you offered a small smile and an awkward wave. “There’s no one here.”

And now here he was, sat in the armchair he had bought for his room, book in hand. He didn’t flinch as he heard your breathing by his ear, his eyes remaining focused on the lines of words. It was one of the things about Kol that no one could’ve guessed, him being a reader. Since his return from the dead he had spent the majority of his time, when he wasn’t bothering his brothers that is, catching up on all of the literature he had missed in the years he had been in that blasted coffin. When he had been awoken by the Salvatore brothers, he barely had the time to read given his murderous mother and then the orders that Niklaus had tasked him with in regards to Jeremy Gilbert. But now he had the time.

He lifted a hand from the arm of the chair and flipped the page, he scanned the last few lines of the chapter then slipped in a bookmark and closed the book.

“I don’t understand the appeal myself,” Kol explained as he flipped the book in his hands, glancing across the cover. “Edward seem’s like a right twat.”

“Right!” you gasped, finally glad that someone could see the true colours of the fictional vampire. “He’s so controlling and manipulative, you see that as you move on through the books. But I mean the total disregard for his family’s safety,” Kol nodded along. “And don’t even get me started on Bella. you’s so bland, I mean seriously? I mean I get what Stephenie Meyer was trying to do make her like the average girl, but there’s average and then there’s boring, stale even,” Kol didn’t dare speak as you rambled on, a sprinkle of glittery stars appearing in your eyes as you continued to express your distaste for the bland character.

It was extraordinary - you were extraordinary.

You couldn’t remember a thing about your living life. Not your family, friends, not where you lived, anything you had done. The furthest you and Kol had gotten was a name, although it had taken the pair of you a few hours and a few dozen phone books to come up with that. There were a few (y/n)’s in the phone book of New Orleans that had been circulated just a few months ago, but even then you couldn’t identify which of the (y/n)’s you were. But now you had a name. Kol could no longer just refer to you as ‘the dead stalker’, which after a few weeks had become less of an insult and more of a term of endearment.

You couldn’t remember anything about your life, but you could remember intense feelings, like these feelings about Bella and Edward from Twilight. You also had had intense feelings about Kol’s relationships with his siblings that were still shaky and that had led Kol to the assumption that family was an important thing to you when you were alive.

“Oh, I’m rambling, sorry…” Kol was certain he could see a blush beginning to flush your cheeks as you dropped your gaze to the book cover, avoiding his eyes.

“No, please, don’t be sorry, darling,” He grinned. “How could I ever tire of your sweet voice?” Kol knew exactly what he was doing. Since he had first realized how shy you could be, he had been doing everything in his power to make you blush like the delicate rose that you were and every time so far, he had succeeded.

“And who’s sweet voice would that be, brother?” Niklaus’ words shattered the peaceful comfort that had settled in the room and Kol’s grin dipped slightly.

“Well yours of course, Niklaus, who else?” Kol flickered his eyes to you as you giggled into your hand, not that his brothers could hear you. Elijah stepped further into the room whilst Niklaus stayed situated at the door, resting against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest a slight grimace on his lips.

Elijah was more suspicious than his counterpart, Kol could tell. It was the way his eyes flickered around every inch of the room, searching for any intruder that could be hiding. Which only made it all the more amusing to Kol that Elijah would never find the intruder, you.

“Is there a reason you interrupted my reading time, or did you just wish to throw my afternoon plans out of the window?” In a split second, Niklaus had sped past Kol and grabbed the book from his hands, flipping it in his own to read the cover.

“The sparkly vampires. Really Kol?”

“A friend recommended it,” Kol defended as he sped past Niklaus to take the book back and rested it on the small side table by the chair. He watched out the corner of his eye as you slipped down from the arm of the chair and sat comfortably, your legs thrown over one of the arms and your back rested against the other.

“You have friends-?”

“I think we’re getting a bit off track here, Niklaus,” Elijah interrupted before Kol could snark back at their brother. “We came here to politely ask that you stop terrorizing the women at the local library,” Elijah ran his fingers along the spines on the bookcase wall. “It’s come to our attention from the Human faction that you’ve been spending a lot of time at the library talking with the women, one in particular being the daughter of the new Faction leader, Ottilie Landry. As you can imagine, he is hardly pleased knowing that you have been hovering around her.”

“I haven’t been terrorizing anyone,” Kol spoke firmly, all signs of amusement drained from his features leaving a displeased anger in it’s place. “Yes, I went down to the library. And yes, I asked the lovely ladies working there for their help, but I have not upset anyone. I did not threaten nor compel anyone.”

“Then why would they do as you asked?” Niklaus questioned, not bothering to hide the accusatory tone that slipped from his tongue.

“I simply asked brother. Not all of us are so feral that we’ve forgotten how to interact with others.” The slight twitch of Niklaus’ eyes was enough for Kol to know that he had successfully tapped a nerve. Elijah must’ve noticed too as he quickly carried on.

“What is it you’ve asked them to do, Kol? What could you possibly want with the library staff? You know the rules on feeding on the locals-”

“Of course,” Kol scoffed. “If I’m involved it must mean I’m up to something sinister. I must be out to destroy the city that you build whilst I was tucked away in that retched box,” his voice heightened as the underlying anger began to boil. “God forbid, I wish to live here peacefully like the rest of you. I must be up to something. Well, no, Elijah. I did not plan on feeding from the locals. I simply asked them to look through the old archives for some information I wanted to find. Is that sinister enough for you?”

A silence filled the air and despite Kol’s simmering anger, neither of his brothers seemed to care for his words, although Elijah did have the decency to look a little uncomfortable but it disappeared in a split second.

“I’m sure you’re expecting me to take off and massacre half of New Orleans in a fit of rage. Anything that would excuse you shoving one of those bloody daggers into my chest for another few centuries, right?” Kol scoffed. “But lucky for you brothers, I’ve grown up and changed my toxic ways,” His phone vibrated against the side of his leg in his jeans pocket and he slipped it out just enough to glance at the screen briefly. “It’s just a shame you haven’t done the same.”

Kol made his way out of the room, knowing that you were following close behind. He began to make his way to the entrance of the compound, not stopping till he was just out of sight of his brothers before he held his phone screen up to show you the text that had come through.

‘I found something. Tilly.’

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