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hard-core-super-star · 6 months

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a kiss to every scar [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: servicetop!hailee steinfeld x [inexperienced] bottom!reader

summary: hailee sets out to show you the ropes of acting on a tv show...unfortunately, your very obvious crush on her distracts her enough to stop being so professional.

warnings: smut -> no minors allowed [this is technically porn with plot but the plot isn't important; fingering [R receiving]; praise + petnames; needy hailee [yes, this deserves a warning]; technically public sex but not really [aka sex in hailee's trailer but she forgets to lock the door]; hailee being overly protective but also very horny; R is technically younger than hailee but the age gap isn't that important, the height gap is though :) [sorry to my tall peeps]]

wordcount: 2.4k

a/n: this request comes to you straight from our beloved 🧞‍♀️ anon! i tried to balance the fluff and the smut but well...you already know i always end up getting carried away. i TRIED, though. i'm going to make an announcement soon regarding writing hailee so stay tuned for that because it's going to be important. anywho, hope you enjoy <3

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You’re no stranger to surreal experiences.

It seems like your entire life ever since being cast in your first TV role has been a series of unbelievable experiences after the other. Most of said experiences have been due to the overall excitement that comes with learning lines, going to outfit fittings, and talking through scenes with amazing directors and producers.

However, the biggest, most surreal, of all the amazing things you’ve done has been meeting, working, and getting to know Hailee Steinfeld herself. The reasons for that are endless since you’re not only a genuine fan of her but you also have a not-so-small crush on her.

A crush that has thankfully managed to pass by undetected considering your overall awe at the work you get to do every day. It’s managed to be so undetected that you haven’t noticed how mutual the admiration that flows between the two of you actually is.

You’re not totally oblivious so you have picked up on some of the looks she sends your way and on the way she’s so adamant about helping you maneuver through the many obstacles that come with being on set all day. None of that seems like anything more than her being nice since you’re so new to a life that she’s lived for so long so you’ve never questioned it.

Plus, you like the feeling of her hand on your waist way more than you’re willing to admit to anyone. (Especially her)

Which is how you ended up getting talked into staying on set to watch Hailee finish her last scene of the day. It’s not something completely uncommon since you love watching her and the director in action but the brunette promised to buy you dinner afterward, something that’s never happened before.

Your heart and mind have already made up more than enough excuses to overshadow the very clear intentions behind Hailee’s invitation but nothing can take away the pure joy you feel from being near her.

A joy that draws in the actress like nothing else.

“What’d you think?” Hailee asks as she approaches you, her face lit up by a smile you know all too well.

“You’re incredible,” you reply the same way you always do and successfully draw a little chuckle out of her. “Seriously, I don’t know how you do it.”

“Practice…and way too much free time.”

She reaches a hand out to you, an unspoken question lingering in the air between you. You waste no time in taking her hand and letting her guide you toward her trailer so she can change back into her normal clothes.

The walk is spent in the comfortable silence that always seems to follow the two of you and you pretend not to notice the way she keeps looking over at you with every few steps. You know exactly why her eyes keep shifting over to you but you can’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed about it.

Despite how used to being on set you might be by now, you still admire each and every detail as if it was the first day again. Part of it comes from how unbelievable it all still is and another part of it comes from how cool everything is. There’s always so much to take in and it’s become a habit of yours to be present and grateful for every moment.

A habit that, unbeknownst to you, Hailee finds really adorable.

The list of things she likes about you is quite long but at the top of the list are your wide-eyed looks of wonder and the smile on your face nothing seems to wipe away.

It’s no secret that the brunette has taken a liking to you, especially in her attempts to make sure nothing snuffs out the bright beams of sunlight you carry inside of yourself. She knows exactly what that’s like and she’d sooner lose her role as Kate Bishop than let you fall into any dark spirals.

“So…” She speaks up, gently pulling you closer to her side. “Did anything exciting happen besides watching me?”

Your cheeks flush at her words which makes her grin. “Sort of. Florence and I talked about walking around New York tomorrow since it’s just going to be you and Jeremy filming scenes.”

“Oh, yeah? Where are you thinking of going?” She leads you into her trailer while you launch into the specifics of all the places you want to visit and the things you want to see.

The brunette watches you intently, although her attention slips from the words you say to the genuine excitement your body language conveys. You’re too busy talking to notice the way she’s eying you or the way she keeps licking her lips.

You finish your explanation only to be met with complete silence and Hailee’s tall frame leaning comfortably against the door to her trailer.

“Lee? Were you even listening?”

The tiniest of pouts tugs at your lips and the actress is quick to make her way over to you, completely forgetting about the unlocked door and her promise of taking you to dinner. “I’m sorry, baby, you’re just too cute, I got distracted.”

The “apology” makes your heart skip a couple of beats and you’re sure she notices your flustered state. “I guess that’s fine. I should probably go anyway so you can change.”

You look away from her and attempt to walk away but she stops you with a gentle hand on your shoulder. The contact makes you stiffen, not because it’s unwelcome but because it sends an overwhelming amount of feelings through your entire body. “You okay, y/n? I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?”

Your eyes remain locked on the ground below you as you shake your head. The lack of a verbal response only serves to worry the brunette further and her free hand quickly tilts your chin up until her warm eyes meet yours.

She doesn’t say anything but the question on her face is obvious.

“I’m not uncomfortable,” you force yourself to answer. “I just…I think I like it too much.”

The concern in her eyes shifts to something else, something bordering on passion, but you’re far too embarrassed to question it. “Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to be nervous. I like you too.”

The words don’t fully register in your brain at first. Sure, you’ve lived through a lot of unbelievable moments but this is something right out of those dreams you can never tell a single soul about.

“You…you what?”

Hailee chuckles, taking the smallest of steps forward so your bodies are practically touching. “I like you too, baby. I hate to break it to you but you’re not as subtle as you think.”

“Neither are you,” you blurt out.

She leans in a little and your eyes instantly drop down to her lips. “I know.”

Her whispered words are the only warning you have before she claims your mouth with her own. Whatever shock you feel fades away almost instantly and you can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around her and pulling her closer.

You’re so caught up in her kiss that you don’t fully register the way she gently pushes you up against the nearest wall and presses herself as close to you as physically possible. You don’t register anything besides the feeling of her lips and the way your hands tangle in her hair so easily.

Hailee’s not as zoned out as you are, though, and her ears pick up on the muffled sounds trying to escape you. She instantly pulls away from you, staring down at you with blown-out pupils. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you reply breathlessly. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Your response doesn’t seem to convince her but at least she doesn’t notice the way you’re clenching your thighs together. “We can stop if you want, I’m not looking for a one-night stand or anything.”

The sincerity in her voice is almost too much to handle and the truth slips out of your lips before you can stop it. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

She blinks a few times and you practically watch as the wheels turn inside her brain. “You’ve never…oh. Oh, wow.”

Her response isn’t bad but it leaves you flustered all the same so you lean forward and hide your face in her shoulder. “Hailee…”

“Hey, hey, look at me, baby.”

A few seconds pass before you follow her instructions and she instantly melts your worries away with a soft kiss. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s cute.”

“It’s cute that I have no idea what I’m doing?” You question.

“Yeah, it just means I’ll have to show you. I mean, um…if you want, of course. There’s no rush.”

All you can do is stare up at her while you think things over. There’s no denying how nervous you are but you trust Hailee more than anyone you’ve ever met before. So, maybe it’s time to take a small leap of faith with her.

“Okay,” you whisper. “I want this. I want you.”

The brunette groans in response and the sound goes straight to the growing heat between your legs. She wastes no time in attaching herself to your neck, kissing and sucking every inch she can find.

The sensation is so pleasurable, it borders on overwhelming and your hands grip her shoulders in search of the stability you lost the day you met her.

“You're so pretty,” she murmurs against your skin. “You don't know how long I’ve wanted you for.”

“Hailee-” You gasp as her hands find their way under your shirt.

“I know, let me make you feel good, sweetheart. Can I?”

The answer is more than obvious but you find yourself nodding desperately anyway. You know deep down everything about what you're doing is desperate and yet you can't find it in yourself to want to stop. Maybe it's unconventional but you don't need anything more than the brunette to make your first time unforgettable.

Hailee detaches herself from you long enough to help you shed your shirt, her eyes swooping down to take in every inch of you. Your knees buckle under her gaze and all she does is grin. “You're fucking perfect, baby.”

The words themselves are enough to make you burn a few degrees hotter but then her hands are removing your bra and you're quickly standing topless in front of her appreciative eyes.

Her fingers soon follow the path her eyes trace and you shudder in ways you can't describe. Her thumbs gently rub against your nipples, your back arching almost instantly as you turn into putty in her hands.

“Does that feel good, darling?” All you can offer is a moan and she chuckles. “Gonna need some words.”

“Yes. Feels so fucking good.”

“There you go,” she murmurs, swooping in to litter kisses along your jawline. “Good girl.”

She pinches your nipples right as the words escape her lips and you're sure you almost pass out from the pleasure. “Oh- please.”

“Begging already?” Despite her question, one of her hands leaves your sensitive nipples to trail down the front of your body. “Do you think you're wet enough for me to touch you yet?”

You hum in response and attempt to keep your hips under control. “So wet for you.”

“Look at you,” she coos while her hand slips under the waistband of both your jeans and your underwear. “You’re already an expert at getting what you want from me.”

“Lee,” you whine. “Don’t tease, babe.”

“I’m sorry, you're just so cute like this.” She rests her forehead against yours, everything about her seemingly cool and collected while you're burning up and panting. “We’ll take it slow, okay? Tell me if it hurts too much.”

Your inexperience leaves you a little clueless…until she starts to slip one finger inside your tight cunt. You gasp almost instantly, your body tensing at the intrusion.

“Relax, baby. I've got you.”

It's hard to fully relax but Hailee does her best to keep you distracted by murmuring soft praises and keeping up her gentle touches to your breasts. The full length of her finger sinks inside and she gives you a moment to breathe and adjust.

“How’re you feeling?” She asks, warm eyes searching your face for signs of unease or pain.

“Full,” you mumble with a smile.

She lets out a sound somewhere between a moan and a whine. “Fuck. That's so hot.”

The brunette leans in to kiss you before you can reply and you happily melt into the contact. You don't realize it’s yet another loving distraction until she starts to slowly pump her finger in and out of you.

You moan against her lips, the sound coming out muffled but no less desperate. Your walls clench almost uncontrollably with every move she makes which only fuels her need to pleasure you.

“You're doing so well for me,” she mumbles. “Taking me so well, aren't you, baby?”

Her words cause an unfamiliar feeling to start to rise from deep within you that only gets stronger once her thumb finds your sensitive clit. Your hips buck into her hand and she ends up burying her face into your neck to stop herself from getting too wild.

She somehow manages to keep her slow pace, fucking you nice and gentle to build up your orgasm and prolong your pleasure. At the end of the day, all she wants is to keep you happy.

“You’re so close, aren't you, sweetheart? I can feel it, the way you can’t stop clenching around me. God, it makes me so wet.”

You don't know what triggers it, maybe it's her words or her thrusts or the tight circles around your clit, but you fall over the edge instantly with a cry so loud, she has to kiss you to drown it out.

It’s impossible to describe how you feel. It's like you're floating and underwater and in the heart of the sun all at the same time. All you know is you've never felt pleasure like this and it's all thanks to Hailee freaking Steinfeld.

Hailee holds you close until your body stops shaking and you slump forward into her. “Hey, welcome back, y/n.”

“Shut up,” you mumble, every muscle in your body feeling absolutely spent yet satisfied.

She doesn't reply. She merely removes her hand from your sensitive center and kisses the side of your head.

“So…are you still up for dinner or…?”

“You're the worst.”

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wol-fica · 9 months

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Hi love can you please write waking Tara Carpenter up with oral

summary - ^

an - also for 🧞‍♀️anon who requested oral with any JO character :)

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The sun peaked through your curtains, golden rays of warm light cascading onto your body. You have a great sigh, shuffling in your spot on the bed before rolling over.

Your hand blindly felt around in front of you, a smile coming to your face when you felt the soft skin of your girlfriend. You peeked open your eyes, letting yourself focus on the tanned girl laying beside you.

Tara Carpenter, the girl who stole your whole heart away. She was your sun and moon, the stars that dotted your dark night sky. Her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, wavy and loose and begging to be played with.

You reached forward, taking a fluffy lock in between your fingers. Her hair was soft, and when you brought it to your nose to smell, her scent was sweet and alluring, making you inhale happily.

You scooched forward, wrapping your arms around her waist and pressing a loving kiss to her warm neck. She hummed in her sleep, a small smile appearing on her face.

Your hands trailed down, rubbing your thumbs on her exposed hips. She wore only white lace panties with a very little covering tank top, and you could see every little divot and etch of her breasts through the feeble fabric.

A small whimper passed her lips, causing you to look at her face in confusion. Her smile had disappeared, contorted into an uncomfortable frown. Her hips bucked in your hands, which made you blush, now realizing what was going on.

She was having a wet dream.

A smirk came to your face, glancing at her locked door before rolling her onto her back. She whined softly, her hips twitching while a patch of wetness was forming on her panties.

You removed the garment, tossing it onto her nightstand before spreading her legs open for you. Her thighs welcoming to you, ready to be parted open so you can get to work at the job at hand.

“…mm…” Tara mumbled softly, her legs instinctively opening wider for you.

You smiled, kissing the inside of her knee before diving in her to wet heat. Your tongue peeked out, licking an exploratory stripe up her length. She shuttered, a shaky breath leaving her lips as she slept.

You grinned, doing the same action again before leaning up to suckle her clit into your mouth. That got a proper moan out of her, her hips bucking upwards. You placed your hands on her, pushing and holding her into the mattress while you pleased her.

A groan pases through her lips, turning into a full brown cry of your name when your tongue slipped inside of her. You pumped it in and out, your eyes rolling at her expensive taste. She was divine, like a strawberry cocktail on a hot summer day.

“Mmph!” Tara moaned again, now in a half-asleep state.

Her hands slid down, winding into your hair to pull you closer. You hummed against her, earning a squeal of approval from above. She was wide awake now, panting and moaning from your mouth on her.

“Fuck…I’m c-close!” She called out, head thrown back while her hips bucked up and down on your mouth repeatedly.

You grinder your face into her, letting your nose rub on her clit before shoving your tongue as deep as it could go. You prodded around a little bit, before finding the spongy spot that made her scream and cry for more.

You started to massage your tongue there, causing her to sob your name and clench down on you. A gush of wetness came from her, and before you could react, her body tensed and she squirted onto your face.

“A-ah!” She cried softly, twitching when you slow dragged your tongue out of her.

“G’mornin.” You said softly, looking up at her with a cheeky smile on your face.

“Hey…” Tara panted back, her hips still softly humping the air, “What a great way to waKE UP!”

You shoved your fingers back into her, causing her to yell at the sensitivity. A giggle passed your lips, your digits pumping quickly to bring her to another orgasm.

“You were having a wet dream.” You told her, pressing feather like kisses to her clit that had her seeing stars, “I wanted to help you out.”

“Fuck Y/N!” She moaned, her walls squeezing and another orgasm hitting her like a truck.

“Good girl~.” You praised, still curling your fingers to help her through it, “That’s it…just relax~.”

Her chest heaved, hands clawing at you to bring you up to her face. You gave her throbbing clit one last delicate kiss before crawling back up to face your girlfriend. Your fingers left her cunt, and you brought them to your mouth to suck them clean.

Your eyes rolled at her taste, her sweet syrup invading your tastebuds. When your eyes reopened, Tara was gazing at you with a dark look that said so many things.

“You’re so getting fucked by my strap later.” She growled before pulling you in for a deep kiss.

Oh how you couldn’t wait….

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#tara #carpenter #tara carpenter x r #tara carpenter smut #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara carpenter imagine

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lelelenaxx · 8 months

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LENA'S K1NKT0B3R

welcome to kinky season enjoy bb xx

CURRENTLY ON BREAK WILL RETURN SOON

(EACH STORY CONTAINS A P0RN LINK)

OCTOBER 1ST Ran Haitani - IMPACT PLAY - 💘

OCTOBER 2ND Takashi Mitsuya - SOMNOPHILIA - 💖

OCTOBER 3RD John Price - BONDAGE + BLINFOLDS - 🎀

OCTOBER 4TH Koshi Sugawara - ROLEPLAY - 🍬

OCTOBER 5TH Konig - SADISM - 💄

OCTOBER 6TH Abby Anderson -ICE PLAY - 💕

OCTOBER 7TH Beidou - SQUIRTING - 🧞‍♀️

OCTOBER 9TH Valeria - BLOOD PLAY - 💓

OCTOBER 11TH Yu Nishinoya - CNC - 🌸

OCTOBER 12TH Sano Manjiro - VIRGINITY

OCTOBER 13TH Tartaglia/Childe - EDGING

OCTOBER 15TH Zoro - EXHIBITIONISM

OCTOBER 17TH Sanji - STALKER

OCTOBER 18TH Kotaro Bokuto - BREEDING

OCTOBER 21ST Kenma Kozume - PEGGING

OCTOBER 22ND Ellie Williams - MIRRORS

OCTOBER 23RD Zhongli + Xiao - CUCKOLD

OCTOBER 28TH Tighnari - PET PLAY

OCTOBER 29TH Arataki Itto - ANAL

OCTOBER 30TH Kawata bros - THREESOME

OCTOBER 31ST Gangbang/threesome/fourway headcanons (Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace and Shanks) (Ellie and Abby) (Zhongli, Xiao and Baizhu)

THIS IS ME HOPEFULLY CONFIRMING THAT I WILL GET MOST OF THESE OUT + NO I AM NOT WRITING EVERYDAY OF OCTOBER, SORRY HUN XX

#genshin smut #tokyo revengers smut #tr smut #one piece smut #op smut #haikyuu smut #hq smutt #mw2 smut #cod smut #tlou smut #L3NAS KINKT0BER

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teyums · 1 year

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idk if you were planning on doing a pt2 to your ao'nung head canon but PLEAASEEE consider it your writing is so good I need more 😭

could it also be spicy 😋 thank youuuu

Your wish is my command 🧞‍♀️ I am not seeing the pearly gates after this.

wc: 1.1k

🔞Ao’nung and reader are aged up in this fic🔞

Okay guys here’s part 2! I originally wasn’t going to make a part 2 but I got a lot of requests so here it is 💞 the control aspect did change here (only bc it gets 🌶️ and it was easier for me to write it like this w out getting toooo descriptive + repetitive loll) but honestly with the way Ao’nung worships you as his mate + how obsessed he is with touching you, he’s definitely making you his pillow princess. 🤭

“Everyone knows. Everyone knows. He f*cks you.” (Part Two)

Ao’nung x fem na’vi reader

part one

You and Ao’nung didn’t make it back to your shared Mauri in time, what a surprise. You briefly managed to avoid his attempts at grabbing hold of your body, squealing excitedly like you were playing a game of tag while he chased after you. But alas, your success was short lived. His hand caught your forearm and tugged it towards him, whipping you back to face him and causing your body to stumble into his expectant grasp. “Ao’nung…” you gave him a warning look and ran your hands along his biceps, biting your lip to stop him from hearing the next sound that was about to leave your mouth after his hands fell below your waist with their own agenda.

He roughly spun you around and you covered your mouth to silence your gasp. He wrapped his arms firmly around your waist to hold you in place, pushing his bulge against your backside with a quiet hum in your ear. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, taking a deep inhale to bask in the scent of your strong pheromones and exhaling shakily as the sweet aroma radiating off your body filled his nostrils. Ever since the two of you bonded your queues, something as simple as your scent could drive him absolutely mad. Your hand came up behind you to hold the back of his head closer to your neck and you cocked yours to the side to grant him more access- your stomach clenching when his fingers threatened to dip past the waistline of your loincloth.

“Not here,” You spat out between disoriented breaths, breaking away from him much to his dissapointment and taking hold of his hand again.

The two of you desperately stumbled behind a partially secluded tree with tall vegetation around it, not having any time to contemplate if It was private enough as his hands found your waist and yanked your body flush against his once more. He needed you close to him but having you pressed against his body just wasn’t enough. He needed you closer.

Ao’nung’s kisses were just as unforgiving as the relentless teasing you endured upon arriving to his clan’s island. He chased your lips like a reflex every time you broke for air and with complete disregard of your labored breathing, leaving you with less than a second to attempt to catch your breath. He kissed you like he hadn’t had a meal in days, the taste of your tongue being his first choice to break his fast.

You felt your lips part from his, a small string of saliva connecting you both and making it obvious what the two of you had been doing just moments earlier. He lowered himself slightly and you used this moment to your advantage, gasping for air. He hooked his large hands behind your knees and hoisted you up as if you weighed nothing at all, taking it upon himself to wrap your legs around his waist. Everything was moving so fast you didn’t even have time to process which part of you was actively being touched. He nudged your head to the side, indulging in his assault on your neck and using his fangs to nip it at lightly.

“Ao’nung, slow down…” Your eyes fluttered to a close and you spoke breathlessly, your mind falling blank while your back rested against the tree he had you pressed against. You felt completely delirious.

“I’m sorry, my love” he cooed gently, placing yet another kiss to your lips- this one slow and sweet. “You made me wait too long.” He grunted, switching to show the other side of your neck the same amount of love.

You melted against his body and snaked an arm around his neck, sliding your hand down his back and feeling his muscles flex as he held you. You huffed in annoyance, your free hand impatiently searching for the strand of seaweed that tied his hair up and snapping it without a second thought. You raked your hands through his hair as it cascaded down his shoulders and yanked at it- making his head fall back and a groan slip past his lips. You acted quickly, placing gentle kisses and love bites on his skin. He let you have your fun, briefly. He held you with one arm now- reaching up to grab hold of your chin he lifted it back up and turned your head to the side. Intimate time with you was probably the only time Ao’nung didn’t care about his own benefit, his sole intent was to pleasure you and that was more than enough for him. Your panting increased when you felt his warm tongue shamelessly drag up your neck and end with a kiss on your jawbone, his hot breath aiding in raising your body temperature.

“I thought your breathing would have improved by now.” He smirked, referring to the many lessons you had participated in with Tsireya during your time here. But how could you breathe when he was pleasing every part of your body in all the right ways? You thanked the great mother for tsaheylu; as soon as the two of you bonded he knew every spot that left you weak in the knees and exactly how to touch it.

“This is-“ a loud moan interrupted your sentence when his head dipped down to show appreciation to your breasts, your hand cradling the back of his head and tightly gripping his hair. “-not the same.” You finally continued, using your hands to bring his face back up so you could see him.

He pressed his forehead against yours, the both of you breathing heavily while he gazed into your eyes with pure hunger and lust. You still could not believe how fast things had changed between the two of you, how quickly he had become obsessed with you. He was the last person you thought you would be in such a compromising position with. The both of you despised the other less than a year ago, and somehow that made your burning desire for one another even stronger.

You brushed the stray strands of hair from his face, not wanting to miss a single inch of his beauty. You seductively slid a small three fingered hand down the middle of his chest, feeling his heart thumping rapidly against your palm. His eyes trailed your every movement, looking back up at yours with a sly grin when you gasped at the feeling of his manhood brushing against your aching center. “Someone will see us, Ao’nung. We must stop.”

It seemed as if your warning did the exact opposite of its intention, his tongue excitedly flicking out to lick at his bottom lip, and then yours in return. You whimpered at his lewd behavior, instantly forgetting the words you had just spoken as you leaned forward.

He groaned loudly with zero regard for potential nearby ears once he felt your teeth teasingly tug at his bottom lip, his hands accepting your actions as the green light to continue. Caressing your thighs and smoothing over your curves, a sinister smirk produced on his lips as he hooked a singular finger under the delicate string of your loincloth. “Even better.”

a/n: I’m def not the best smut writer but hey I tried LOLL

It’s short sorryyy but I hope those who requested enjoyed 💗

#avatar 2 #ao’nung #neteyam #ao’nung x reader #avatar way of water #jake sully #neteyam sully #ao’nung x you #neteyam x reader #jake sully x reader #ao’nung x y/n #atwow

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wesstars · 1 month

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heeey babe i miss you wessy boo i hope you are having a great day today ♥️♥️

so 5 , 37 , 40 , 14

-🧞‍♀️

heyy omg!! I hope you’re having a great day as well :)

5: what made you start your blog?

I started as an anon on @crazyoffher’s page! we’d shoot ideas about wednesday and about her old wip ‘watchtower.’ we were reading a fic by @marvelfilth and got inspired for the premise of “sorry, baby x!” then I just started writing. I hadn’t posted anything since like 2020, so I was lowkey stressing lol.

14: what's something you've always wanted to do but maybe been to scared to do?

I would loooove to make money from writing! lol

37: share a secret

I’m insecure about my palms being dry 🤣 cuz I always feel the need to wash them

40: any bad habits?

apparently, I leave cabinet doors open after I take what I want from them. I always close them before I leave the room tho!!

#asks #ask game #🧞‍♀️

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andsoigotabutterfly · 7 months

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alright the. let’s go easy okay?

emma with short Reader hc

-🧞‍♀️

this should prove interesting

Emma x short!reader HC's (also turned into actress!reader lol)

-ok, when you met her at a filming, she was shy and kept her distance, as to not frighten you away, even though her heart told her to grab your hand and never let go

-after a while, you've had enough though, and cobfronted her about why she didn't like you. She just stared at you for a while, and then confessed how she was really feeling before she could stop herself

(-omg I feel I need to write this properally in a normal fic now GASH, someone save)

-you two quickly got togetherafterwards, and things are looking great

-when you are with each other, she always hold your hand, and doesn't even let it go when she would need to use that hand of hers for something

-she loves to kiss your head, wherever, but she especially likes that she can kiss the top of it. Even though she isn't tall herself, she can easily reach just the right spots

-after a while, she starts lightly teasing you with being small, but never to hurt you, and always makes sure you know she's just joking

-if you are with friends, the only space you are allowed to sit in is her lap. Why would you even consider a chair when you have just the most comfortable girlfriend?

-whilst filming, neither of you had much energy to do anything, so you would just cuddle and talk until sleep overtakes one of you. (you're always the little spoon)

-you always end uo waking under her chin, hands wrapped tightly around you

-after filming, movie nights have become a regularity, where you would continue the habbit you got accostumed to during filming

-she would love to pick you up and carry you around. She may not be tall, but she is stronger than she looks

that's about it? yeah

#answered #🧞anon #emma myers x fem reader #emma myers #emma myers headcanons

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screampied · 20 days

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How do i politely refuse a request??? Cuz the anon looks so happy when typing their request making me feel bad but at the same time i don't wanna write it 😔 or maybe i'm too nice 🥲

honestly i don't know 🙇‍♀️, i'd just politely say why i don't wanna write it and tell them they can always request something else instead !!

i think actually this happened to me once where someone asked for a kink that i stated i won't write, i just told them it makes me uncomfy & i'd be happy to write smth else for them if they'd like !! 🍭

#☆━━voicemails.#don't force yourself to write something u don’t wanna ! 🧞‍♀️💟#i completely get what ur saying too bc i wanna write every request i get heh

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heavqn · 4 months

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please!! send in reqs for sejanus or coriolanus. i wanna write more but my head is so empty 🧞‍♀️

#sejanus plinth #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #coriolanus snow x reader

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Hello lovely! If you're comfortable, are you able to write a Miguel x f!reader where the reader is being sexually harassed (or verbally abused) by her boss but doesn't want to burden miguel with it? He's busy saving the multiverse and she doesn't believe she's worth the trouble. She thinks that if she ignores it and just smiles through the pain it'll eventually get easier but the actions are getting worse to the point where she's having trouble hiding it? Angst/hurt/comfort?

miguel o’hara x fem! reader

warning: sensitive content related to sexual harassment and abuse. reader discretion is advised. don’t say i didn’t warn you, read or skip it’s up to you. angst/hurt/comfort…

a/n: if you have ever experienced S/A from the bottom of my heart, i am truly sorry. as a S/A survivor i know what it feels like and how complex the severity of the situation can be, and wishing you had someone to be there for you…remember you’re not alone, you have me and others who will be there for you. my inbox and messages are open to anyone who wants to just talk to me or vent, i welcome you with open arms. much, love! —lin 🧞‍♀️

miguel could sense a shift in your demeanor, a heaviness that settled upon you like a dark cloud. despite his hectic life as Spider-Man, he never failed to notice the subtle changes in your behavior. lately, you seemed more withdrawn and distant, and it worried him. one evening, as you sat together on the couch, he gently took your hand in his, his voice filled with concern. "my love, something's been bothering you. i can see it in your eyes. you know you can tell me anything, right?"

you looked down, your fingers tracing invisible patterns on the fabric of your skirt. the weight of your secret became even heavier, guilt and fear mingling within you. you had kept the burden of your boss's harassment to yourself, not wanting to burden miguel with your troubles.

“i…i don't want to trouble you, miguel," you whispered, your voice laced with vulnerability. "you’re out there, saving the world, and I don't want to add to your worries." he squeezed your hand gently, his touch offering a small semblance of comfort. "cariño, don't you know that you're worth every ounce of my worry? your happiness and well-being mean everything to me. whatever you're going through, i want to be there for you."

tears welled up in your eyes as you finally let the walls around you crumble. the weight you had been carrying suddenly became too much to bear alone. with a trembling voice, you poured out the truth—the verbal abuse, the harassment, and the pain you had been enduring. miguel listened attentively, his anger and protectiveness boiling up inside him. as your words trailed off, miguel wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly as if trying to shield you from the pain. "i’m so sorry you had to go through this, mi amor," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of fury and empathy. "you never have to face it alone again. we will face this together."

from that moment forward, miguel became your unwavering pillar of support. he encouraged you to report the abuse, offering his reassurance and standing by your side throughout the process. his mere presence brought you a sense of safety and strength, allowing you to reclaim your voice and stand up against the injustices you had endured for far too long. the road to healing was not easy, but with miguel by your side, you began to rebuild your confidence and reclaim your worth. together, you navigated the often-painful journey of recovery, embracing both the hurt and the comfort that came with it. miguel’s love and determination to protect you became a beacon of hope, reminding you that you were never alone and that your well-being mattered—the love and support you shared became your source of strength in overcoming the pain.

tags 🏷️!! not tagging anyone because i know this topic can triggering :)

#spiderman atsv #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #atsv x reader #🌱 lin writes #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel o’hara x y/n #spider person #lin’s asks #♡´･ᴗ･`♡ lin answers #tw abuse #tw trauma #tw sex assault

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she had the world [K.Bishop]

pairing: kate bishop x stark!reader

summary: your first meeting with the future inheritor of bishop security doesn't go as planned and, unfortunately for the two of you, first impressions matter.

warnings: none, i think; enemies-to-lovers vibe but in an accidental way aka kate's a well-intentioned idiot but her comments don't land well; i haven't watched the iron man films in years and this AU definitely doesn't fit the real MCU timeline but shhhhh, just roll with it

wordcount: 944

a/n: wrote this for my lovely 🧞‍♀️ anon who requested an expansion of this headcanon set. i was originally only going to just do another headcanon set but i decided to try my hand at writing a mini-fic. it's sort of a prologue for a longer fic i may or may not write at some point. i just love this little AU i accidentally created so...we'll see what happens. hope you enjoy <3

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“This is ridiculous,” you grumble as you mess with the top button of your slightly wrinkled shirt. “If the owner of the company couldn’t bother to show up, why do I have to?”

Your comment makes Happy chuckle, although he’s quick to pull himself back together the second he catches sight of the glare Pepper throws his way.

“Listen, I know it’s not an ideal way to spend your night but it’s better than a long meeting with boring investors.”

“Tony wouldn’t show up to those either so my question still stands,” you counter.

This time, you’re the one on the receiving end of the blonde’s glare. She hates when you refer to your dad by his name despite the fact that he couldn’t care less what you call him as long as he’s able to stay in your good graces. Tony Stark has many flaws but he’s not the world’s worst father...even if every news outlet in the world tries to make it seem that way.

“I hate to be the one to break it to you, y/n, but you’re going to be responsible for Stark Industries sooner or later. I’m only trying to help you here.” Her tone leaves no room for arguments so you don’t even try, you just look out the window until you reach your destination.

You’re not about to admit it but Pepper’s right.

Tony has enough on his hands dealing with the aftermath of the Sokovia Accords to spend any time on Stark Industries. Especially when “spending time on '' is equal to going to awful parties and meeting the CEO of every new company that shows up.

Which is a lot harder than it seems considering the amount of “entrepreneurs” living in New York.

So, that means it’s up to you and Pepper to keep the family business afloat. You handle all the public appearances and she makes sure nothing goes wrong regarding the technical and economic side of things. Meanwhile, Tony spends his days fixing up his old Iron Man suits and trying not to let his guilt eat him alive. (He’s failing miserably but at least he still spends time with you)

You’re not happy about the situation you all find yourselves in but it’s not like you can do anything about it.

Which is how you end up bored out of your mind at a stuffy party hosted by the owner and CEO of Bishop Security. You’ve heard the name in passing, mainly by a frustrated Pepper trying to deny suspicious meetings on your behalf. You don’t know much about Eleanor Bishop but you’ve heard her daughter’s name far too many times to act like you don’t know who they are.

Unfortunately, no amount of rumors could have prepared you for the reality of coming face-to-face with Kate Bishop.

You bump into her, literally, on your way to talk to Pepper in hopes of convincing her that having spent two hours at the party is enough.

“Shit, I’m sorry!” She instantly apologizes and any hope of appearing annoyed fades away instantly. “I, uh, I just wanted to talk to you.”

Her words leave your mind spinning so you reply without thinking, accidentally channeling the small pieces of Tony Stark that live within you. “Should I be worried about that?”

Kate blinks back her surprise at your tone. “I hope not. It’s just…you’re y/n Stark, right?”

There’s a certain amount of awe in her voice that should be flattering but you’ve been burned far too many times to fall for it. Even if her words are accompanied by a genuine smile.

“That depends on what you’re going to say next,” you say, settling somewhere between cautious and unwelcoming.

“Well, I’m sort of a really big fan of the Avengers.”

You hate how adorable she looks with those stupidly soft eyes and fidgeting hands. She might mean well but the Avengers are a sore spot for you and certainly not one you’re going to talk about with someone you don’t know. (Especially when she’s technically supposed to be your main competition)

“Save your breath, Bishop,” you reply with an almost inaudible sigh. “I don’t want to hear it.”

You attempt to walk away from her but she’s far too quick. Her hand reaches out to grasp your forearm and you do your best not to look affected by how strong her grip is. “Hold on, what are you talking about? I thought you were part of the team too.”

“That’s none of your business. Don’t you have something better to do? Maybe yet another girl you’ll ditch by the end of the week?”

Your comment is a low blow and one that heavily relies on gossip forums dedicated to the brunette. Gossip forums that you merely visited due to curiosity and not because you saw one of Kate’s Instagram posts and immediately ran to check if she likes girls too. (Somehow the jury is still out according to most news outlets but her list of rumors is almost as long as your own)

She’s genuinely speechless after that and you don’t dare give her time to recover. You’re being an asshole, you’re aware of it, but there’s something about the way she looks at you that terrifies you. Something that tells you she already knows the secrets that lie unspoken in the depths of your mind.

And you hate it.

So you run.

You force your arm out of her grasp and walk away from her.

She doesn’t put up a fight this time, she merely watches you go with the distinct feeling deep in her gut that she messed up her one chance with you.

#kate bishop x stark!reader #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop fanfiction #kate bishop fic #mini fic #kate bishop #hawkeye #hawkeye fanfic #hailee steinfeld #marvel fanfiction #marvel fic #marvel #mcu #tony stark #pepper potts

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