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Yay! Bigger Than Me played on American radio (23 October 2022) x

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[creativepromptsforwriting]

Best Prompts of 2023!

Prompt #1025: "You told me you loved me." "Yes." "While you thought I was dying in your arms." "Yes." "Well, I’m still alive. Care to repeat that?"

Prompt #1011: "I sometimes miss that little girl you once were." "I don’t, she was a coward."

Prompt #1018: "Shut up, I’m trying to confess my love to you."

Prompt #1026: "I thought a few candles would be very romantic." "You almost burnt down the house."

Prompt #1037: "Sometimes you annoy me so much that I want to start planning our wedding, just so I can very publicly divorce you."

Prompt #1016: All their kisses so far had been full of anger. Too rough, too desperate. This one was their first kiss that was soft, without urgency.

Prompt #966: "Why did you never tell me?" "It was a personal issue." "You being in love with me kind of also involves me."

Prompt #1023: "Why do people keep saying I’m doing well considering the circumstances? I’m feeling awful!" "Since the circumstances were you almost dying, I would say you are doing quite well being able to whine to me about it."

Prompt #1057: "Just admit it, you have feelings for them." "Only the worst ones."

Prompt #1050: "Can you feel it?" "Can I feel what?" "My disappointment in you."

Goodbye 2023 and hello 2024! I wish you all a wonderful start into the new year!

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[arcielee]

A love that burns.

Summary: Aemond is a man obsessed and you are the object of his unwavering devotion. Paring: Aemond Targaryen x Female!Reader Word Count: 1037 Warnings: Canon book Aemond, manipulation?, sexual themes, oral (female receiving), p in v, absolute depravity and murder. Author’s Note: This is a reader insert, but with the third person perspective, it is a bit Alys-coded kind of? (I rewrote one of her lines in F&B) A big thank you to @bhxrdy and @itbmojojoejo helping me fix some mistakes and for helping me choose the title 💜🦝 This story is dedicated to the wonderful, the talented @aegonx who gave me prompt #371 by @creativepromptsforwriting. She also made my nifty banner for my blog, so I owe her everything. I am always happy to attempt any requests, I just cannot promise a timely fashion, as it is more whenever the muse strikes. Tags (Tumblr kindred spirits): @aaaaaamond @annikin-im-panicin @watercolorskyy @schniiipsel @sylas-the-grim @aemondx @fan-goddess @babygirlyofthevale @httpsdoll @theromanticegoist @assortedseaglass @amiraisgoingthruit @theoneeyedprince @babyblue711 @girlwith-thepearlearring @hb8301 @lovelykhaleesiii @darylandbethfanforever9

He was a dragon incarnate with the blood of Old Valyria knitted within the ichor that coursed through his veins. Aemond was proud, tall and lithe, his broad shoulders held back despite the burdened weight of his reputation that preceded him–Aemond the One-Eye, Aemond the Kinslayer, but those utterances only rolled like rain against the scales of Vhagar; he was unbothered, unharried, especially now his role within the kingdom elated with the title Prince Regent, and with it the Conqueror’s Crown to wear. 

The metal and rubies held a weight that now grounded him, reminding him of his purpose, and he went to reclaim Harrenhal with the intent of killing every Strong bastard. 

Here is where he had found her, an eerie calm amongst the chaos, silent despite the cries of mercy as each person was brought to the courtyard and slain. She had watched, unblinking, with an expression that was akin to when Aemond had watched his nuncle take the head of Vaemond Velaryon in the Throne Room a year prior; it had been a moment that kindled a bloodlust that thrummed beneath his skin, a vengeance that could not be forgotten. 

That night, when she was brought to his quarters, she greeted him like an old lover, a sweet kiss pressed to his lips, her soft murmur, “I have been waiting for you, my prince.” 

She came from a noble house without the wealth of Westeros, but revered still and old, old enough to carry the blood of the First Men and its mystical properties. She had followed her sister to Harrenhal when she was chosen to be the next wife for Ser Simon Strong.

Both were now dead and she did not seem to care. 

“Then why did you choose to accompany your sister?” Aemond had asked her after; it was that intimate exchange shared in their bared embrace, nestled on sex soaked linens with her plush thighs serving as a pillow.

Her fingers thread through his silver hair. “The Isle of Faces,” and she smiled, as if she were stating the obvious; she leaned forward to give a chaste kiss to his lips. “I came to listen to the whispers of the weirwoods.” 

Behind closed doors he was intoxicated by her proximity, with an unbridled lust that replaced the blood in his veins, as if she were the very embodiment of his siren call. They fell into one another, and he felt something that burned within him, something that perhaps was always there and only now  ignited by her soft touch, by her gentle pull that brought him flushed against her chest. 

Aemond would worship her through the night, drinking her very essence until the brim of her overstimulation, until he saw her lashes clumped together from her unshed tears, and only then would he shift his weight between her thighs, flushed and slick from her peaks. 

He would move to press his heady cock, heavy and wanting, against her silken folds, and despite their many nights together, she would still feel split open, aware of the ridges and the veins of his thick member as he sheathed within. Her soft gasps came in response to his thrusts that would begin again the crests of ravishment that warmed her blood; and he would not stop his pace until she was a mewling mess, until the lewd sounds of skin to skin mixed with her cries of release, until his name was a repeated reverent prayer that spilled from her lips. 

Aemond hummed her praises, his hot exhale against the curve of her neck. “The gods made you for me alone,” he would breathe against her lips and they would part in a silent cry, her skin pebbling with pleasure. “You were made to take my cock, and you do so well.” 

His words brought her to the precipice and when she felt his hot pulse within her velvet walls, her own clenched in response to chase another climax with boneless ambition, with a sobbed release as the air tore from her lungs but she was breathless to reclaim. Only then would they curl into each other’s arms, their skin aglow with the intimacy shared, with the soft murmurs and quiet exchanges of lovers in their post-coital haze.

“I will have your son,” she promised him. “I can already feel the flames warming my womb.” 

She was always at his side, devoted, everpresent, with a severe gaze that served as a balm for the Prince Regent in the most twisted way. They called her his Blood Queen as she seemed to encourage a sadism that pulsed beneath, speaking that the gods knew what had to be done and that he was the vessel of their actions, always encouraging him to listen to the beckon of the blood of Old Valyria. 

Aemond became a man obsessed and she fed into his depravity; she spoke with such conviction and he believed her every word, her every prophecy. When she would take a boat across the waters, he would remain on the shore pacing like an animal caged, while Vhagar roared overhead, the wind beneath her wings causing turbulent waves that crashed against the lakeside. 

She returned as her namesake with blood that covered her hands and her dress; she would whisper what she saw to him alone, of what was to come and what needed to be done. On one such day, she spoke of the betrayal in the Riverlands, of those who had chosen to ally with the Blacks and their false queen. 

Aemond called for Vhagar and they climbed aback; she was knitted against his backside with her cheek pressed between his shoulder blades, and she could feel his rumbled command, “Dracarys,” to rain fire below them, scorching the very earth. She hummed her contentment, the scent of sandalwood and smoke, a scent that intimately belonged to the Prince Regent. 

Her arms curled around his slim waist and he looked down to see her small hand pressed against his chest. Though the histories would recall all the ugly things they had done, in this moment, as his palm reached to cover hers, all he thought was how their entwined fingers were so beautiful together. 

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[shiftlit]

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

Characters:Ace,deuce,Cater,Trey, Riddle

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

Disclaimer-Non-binary reader, insults,metion of fighting ✨🧁✨

Ace and you were out about in town when you ran into this group of girls, Ace seemed really quiet but you shrugged it off

"so your his new tramp?" She scoffing but before she could continue Ace stopped her "I'm sorry but you can take out your anger on me not them" Ace said annoyed "you have no right to call them a tramp so back off" ace said before taking your hand and dragging you away

Later you learned the girl was Ace middle school ex-girlfriend and that he ghosted her, which made you upset at what he did but glad he was honest and didn't let you take the hit

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You were with deuce in pe when this student came up to you, you were talking with the student for good while but they started to make you uncomfortable. That's when suddenly they tried asking you out In front of deuce

Deuce was about to snap at the student but you were already dealing with as you kindly reject him but in response "Come on~, I just want one date...i mean you don't got to be a tramp ab- " before he could even finish deuce slap him which shocked you "Never!,talk to them like that ever!" This made everyone stop and look in your guys direction as deuce was ready to attack the guy but luckily Vargas broke it up

Afterwards deuce apologized for his behavior and tried to make it up to you but you just smiled and thank him for being there

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You and Trey were at his family's bakery visiting but things were getting busy so you and Trey decided to help. You end up working the cashier

"ugh, why is a tramp like you working here?!. I mean there are children here!" You were a bit shocked as you only just asked for the customers order

Tery was handing out orders when he heard this as he then quickly stopped and went over "I'm sorry ma'am but I think you should leave" before the woman could continue, he placed his hand on her lower back leading her out of there but once trey back he made sure you were ok.

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You and Riddle were in library, checking out books. you told riddle that you were going to get one 'fun book' for yourself and to just wait for you. Riddle agreed but after a bit he got annoyed and went to go find you

"Look your being a tramp, I just want that book that all I'm asking!" A student yelled

Riddles eyes went wide when he heard this, he peaked around the corner to see someone from his owe dorm yelling at you because of a book and he got angry "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!" In seconds the person that was yelling at you got collared "rule 1037, bullying is not allowed" the student gulped "that doesn't say that in the queen of hearts rules" riddle frowned "it's said in the regular school book, now please go!" The student ran away.

Riddle then made sure that you were ok any annoyance gone with in a flash replaced by worry and relief

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Cater was about to go live on his phone to show the Unbirthday party, he started it as he said hello to his fans and but then you came on to screen

You kissed his cheek and wrapped your arms around him and waved to his fans as he read the chat out loud for a bit but that's when he read it

"why is there a tramp on the screen?" This made him a bit angry but keep calm, he quietly kicked the person off the live and blocked them "sorry about that but I think that's enough questions for today, let's get on with the viewing!!!" He then turned the camera around scanning everything slowly and this is when he took the time to see if you were ok and to apologize for his fan

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Hoped you guys liked~

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[luvvyouforever]

nobody else - tamlin x reader (acotar)

↳ tamlin loves to spoil you with gifts, including the most ornate jewels. one afternoon, he comes to you with a new necklace that has something special about it.

↳ word count: 1037

↳ fluff, tamlin is possessive but not in a toxic way. no other warnings apply! enjoy, dears <3

you woke around nine that morning, impossibly tangled in the soft sheets of your shared bed with tamlin. a soft breeze flowed through the open windows and the scent of your favorite tea on the bedside, enchanted to stay warm, floated to your nose. you smiled at tamlin's thoughtfulness and rose from the warm blankets.

the spring court was peaceful outside, just as it was most mornings now. alis sensed your waking and knocked on the door softly, entering to help you begin your day. at a leisurely pace, she braided your hair delicately, pulling out a special, ornate comb that tamlin had gifted you months prior which sat beautifully tucked in to your hair.

"i think you should wear something pink today," she said after placing the brush down on the sink and turning your seat so you could see your reflection. beautiful, as always.

"why pink?" you stood and came out to the closet to flick through your clothes.

"i think just pink goes best with the comb," she answered but there was something else about the choice that she wasn't revealing. nevertheless, you chose a pink chiffon number that flowed nicely in the breeze outside. alis hummed in approval before sending you downstairs to breakfast.

the breakfast table was laid out nicely with bowls of fruit surrounding plates of sweet treats and pastries. none of that mattered though as tamlin sat at the head of the table, eyes focused on something in his lap. when he heard your footsteps against the checkered floor, he stood quickly, nearly knocking the chair over.

"hello, petal," he greeted warmly. you blushed and came toward him to place a gentle kiss on his lips which he returned happily. "i'm quite glad you heeded alis's advice." his fingers traced the shape of your outfit.

you scrunched your face in confusion. "why is pink the color for today, dear?" you sat down in the chair he pulled out and began to place different foods on to your plate.

"eat and then i will show you," he said. your confusion grew and you eyed him curiously. he focused his attention on his plate, hands shuffling under the table. you decided to hold your questions and began eating the perfectly cut fruits on your tray, admiring the floral cutouts of watermelon.

soon after, both of your plates were empty and tamlin rose from the table first. his hand was tucked behind his back but he held the other out for you to take. "where are we going, tam?" you couldn't help but ask. he didn't answer but instead led you to the sitting room which was lit only by the pale sunlight coming from the windows. "you're being awfully ominous, you know?"

he chuckled but once he had the two of you situated on the couch, he pulled out a velvet box from behind his back. you knew boxes like those well and it seemed like it held a necklace but you weren't sure.

"i know you say i get you too many gifts," he started, "but i couldn't help myself." his hands gingerly opened the box and your suspicions were confirmed.

laid perfectly in the box was a dainty necklace which seemed like it would fit more like a choker. the chain was a light gold with light pink diamonds embedded throughout. it was positively stunning and would suit the pink clothing very well. of course alis and tamlin were working together.

"oh, tam...it's beautiful," you whispered.

"i'm glad you think so," he said. he laid the box down on his lap and pulled the necklace out of it. the clasp seemed more unique than other necklaces you had seen and he was extra delicate placing it across your chest. shivers ran down your spine from the way his nails lightly grazed your skin and after a few seconds, it hung from your neck, ending just above your collarbones.

you turned back to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. he gratefully returned the embrace and wrapped his strong arms around your middle. "anything for my petal."

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later that night, you were preparing for bed, pulling out pins and the comb from your hair. tamlin was in the bedroom, fiddling with the buttons on his tunic to eventually come and join you in the bath. after your hair came down, you moved to take off your rings, bracelets, and eventually the necklace.

your hands reached around your neck to unclasp it but you found nothing but a small, solid piece with no connector there. you played with it for a few more seconds before looking at it in the mirror.

"are you struggling with the necklace, love?" tamlin said, suddenly appearing in the doorway.

you turned and nodded, pulling your hair across your shoulder to let him see it. "i don't understand how to unclasp it. it's only a square and nothing else." in just a second, tamlin's fingers undid the clasp and he brought the necklace down to sit with the rest of your jewelry. "how'd you do it?"

he smiled a bit mischievously and wrapped his arms around your middle to pull you back into his chest. he placed a kiss on your head before answering, "i guess i'm just well-versed in jewels."

you smiled at the non-answer before pushing him to actually answer the question.

he turned you around, encasing you between the sink and his firm body. his fingers brush along your collarbones where the necklace just rested. "it can only open with my touch. along the solid square piece. all it takes is me and it will unclasp. nobody else can take it off from you." you couldn't hold back the surprised look on your face. his hand came to your chin and he tilted it up. "i want you to wear it every day, petal."

you couldn't help but nod at his request, feeling that it was nonnegotiable. a chill ran down your body at the look in his eyes, his tone, and the meaning of the necklace. he noticed your reaction and kissed your lips softly before pulling you to the bath, eager to show you how much he adored you.

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[marvelouslytrekking]

A Much Needed Nap

Pairing: Leonard/reader Summary: The exhaustion from multiple crisis made a relaxing night very needed. Even if it meant forgetting something important. Word Count: 1037 A/N: It's been awhile but I was in need of something soft and could use a nap myself so this all but wrote itself. Hope you enjoy.

You knew that when you had enlisted in Starfleet that rest would not be something you would be all that familiar with, however, you hadn’t expected it to feel just so never ending. You knew it was the curse of getting assigned to the flagship, an assignment you would not give up for anything, expect right now, maybe a nice long nap would have you trading in your rank without much of a second thought.

You tried very hard to keep yourself balanced, however part of that balance was making sure you spent time with your friends, but between the back to back disasters and then the mandatory fun the captain would set up to help everyone “decompress” you felt like you have had no time to just relax, unless you were asleep but even that was limited. 

So when Uhura had asked you to get drinks with her after your shift, you didn’t even feel bad for turning her down, you must have looked like you needed the break because she didn’t even ask a second time. She was good at respecting boundaries, but she also liked to try and convince you to join her in shenanigans, so her not trying to entice you, even slightly, was a sign that you looked as exhausted as you felt. 

You sighed happily as you slipped into lounge clothes, you couldn’t even think of the last time these sweats had made an appearance. You plopped yourself on the couch and pressed play on the first movie that came up on your padd. You heard your doorbell go off and you groaned, you hadn’t even made it 10 minutes into the movie. Maybe Nyota had changed her mind and was going to try and force you out with her. 

“Come in” You shouted, too lazy to move to see exactly who it was. You barely even turned your head to look at who you had just let enter your space. 

“From the look of it, I am going to assume you’ve forgotten of our planned date.” You heard a gruff voice say from your doorway, a slight chuckle in his voice. 

“Oh my god!” You sat up rather quickly to look up and see Leonard with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and a rather nice looking outfit on. You had been so busy the last few weeks, you and Leonard had barely had time to even see each other in passing. You had finally synced calendars and made plans to have a nice sit down date, one that was more than a 5 minute lunch, or 15 conversation before you both passed out in one of your beds. “It completely slipped my mind, I am so so sorry Len. If you give me like 10 minutes, I can be ready.”

You stood up and walked over to him, reaching up to pull him into a kiss, “The flowers are lovely” You toyed with one of the leaves, smiling at how much thought he had put into getting them for you. 

“You’re fine, you look exhausted,” He frowned slightly when he took in just how true that statement was.

“And here I was about to say how handsome you looked, and you’re saying I look terrible” You huffed. 

“Now don’t put words in my mouth, I said you look tired, not terrible.” He glared at you, “How could I possibly think you look terrible when you look so adorable in my sweatshirt.”

You tried and failed to hold back the smile at his comment, “I don’t remember this being yours.”

“Probably cause you stole it forever ago.” 

“Well anyway, just make yourself comfortable, and I will get changed.” You told him, “though don’t even ask, you’re not getting this hoodie back.”

“I wouldn’t dare,” He smiled, “But no need to change, we can just stay in. Looks like you just started a movie, and I would hate to make you not finish that, plus i could use a nice calm evening too”

“Are you sure? I feel terrible about ruining plans that you clearly took time to make.” You frowned. 

“It really wasn’t anything crazy, we can rain check it until you have had more sleep.” He told you, sincerity in his voice. 

“Thank you, Len.” You smiled, pulling him into a hug. He didn’t hesitate wrapping his arms tightly around you, staying like that for a while, just happy to be in each other's arms. 

“How about, I get these beautiful flowers in a vase, you go change into something more comfy and we can just curl up on the couch, eat some shitty replicator food and watch the dumb movie I had started,”

“Sounds perfect” He planted a kiss on your forehead before passing the flowers off to you and heading in your room to find some of his clothes to change into. 

You had finished putting the flowers in a vase and placing them neatly on your counter before finding some food to replicate when Len came out with a few extra pillows and blankets from your room. Upon seeing how cozy he was about to make the couch, you had no doubt you would be finding yourself asleep soon but you were just happy to have some time to spend with Len quietly. 

As you set the food down on the coffee table, Leonard had gotten himself and the pillows and such situated. You then found yourself getting settled curled up against his chest. You each grabbed a bowl of food and ate in comforting silence as the movie neither of you were paying all that much attention to played in the background. Once you were done eating and the dishes were set aside, you felt Leonard lightly playing with your hair, a gentle kiss here or there placed on your hairline. It wasn’t much longer before you felt yourself slipping into a deep sleep. 

Before fully succumbing to the sleep that was gripping at you, you found yourself mutter a soft, barely audible, “Love you so much Len,”

“I love you too dear” Softly, with so much care behind the normally gruff voice was the last thing you registered before you were fully asleep.

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[sherlockscumslut]

¤ Thoma Thirst ¤

18+ only. No plot just pure horknee, shy & needy Thoma, fem!reader, doggy style, oral (f.receiving), masturbation, creampie (but it's like a lot LORD HAVE MERCY).

Word count: 1037

Okay this is officially a collection of Genshin thirst at this point. I'm so down bad 😞 but hey, we can be down bad together ✨️

My AO3. Likes and reblogs are very much appreciated 💙

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Imagine letting Thoma use you as a sex toy. No, don't take this the wrong way! Listen carefully...A shy and needy Thoma that cannot hide his attraction to you. Always a soft-spoken, reliable, protective and caring malewife he is. But...shy boys get horny too alright?

Thoma doesn't see you only as his boss, only as a figure he respects and serves every day with joy and kindness. You are always there for him in return. You are, perhaps, a shoulder to cry on, his mentor and a friend. You've never imagined seeing your beloved Thoma down on his knees with both hands on the floor looking like a wet puppy. He couldn't even look at you at all after asking you, almost begging you, to let him relieve himself inside you.

A thought that has been on his mind for a while now but never made it past his mouth. A naughty thought that remained just a fantasy.

A fantasy that got him off a million times in the past but now he has reached the point of no return. After he found the guts to speak his mind to you, you couldn't look at him the same. Not that this was a bad thing. Thoma rarely ever asks for anything in return so this fairly made it the first time.

"Raise your head, Thoma." You said softly.

He slowly raised his head but still couldn't look you in the eyes. His eyes were ready to burst into tears, cheeks all red and his throat choking on nothing.

"Is this all that you want?" You asked, trying to get a sincere answer.

"If it's...okay with you, M'lady." He coughed.

You approached him and slowly lifted his chin up. Bright green eyes met yours. A sweaty forehead, red cheeks and trembling pinkish lips were simply irresistible not to kiss.

"Should I help you with that?" You asked as you unbuttoned his pants, his erection already poking in his underwear.

Thoma kindly declined and pulled back. His tight black shirt was the first to come off, exposing his glistening abs. His hands hesitated to take his pants off. At this point, you were also helpless. Just the view of his sweaty bare skin was enough to arouse you.

You leaned forward and licked his hard nipple. A suppressed gasp escaped his mouth, making him blush even more. Thoma cowardly squeezed your clothed breasts. The sensation made him shiver, yearning for a warm place to put his hard cock.

You took off the shirt that was twice your size. Thoma's eyes widened after realizing that you'd been wearing nothing underneath. You got on all fours with your hands holding onto the coffee table for stability, your back perfectly arched for him. Thoma took off his pants and underwear.

"You can go as rough as you want. Fast or slow, whatever you like. Please, don't hold back."

Your soft voice almost made him cry but his attention got elsewhere. Seeing your pretty wet pussy an inch away from his face got him even harder, eager to put his cock in.

You turned your head in fear that he might have regretted it but instead, you saw him stroking the base of his cock.

"I..." He whispered.

"It's okay, take your time but...you know you can do two things at the same time, right?" Was a nice way to tell him that you also needed some stimulation.

Thoma took a good sniff of your wet pussy and licked it from back to front. A soft moan escaped from your lips as you turned around only to see him devouring your pussy while jerking off.

You thought this would've been part of his fantasy and that his true intention was to relieve himself in that way. It felt as if Thoma read your mind.

He knelled and grabbed your hips, slowly pressing over your entrance, getting you used to his length. His cock went inside with ease and you almost came from that alone.

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His slow and deep thrusts hit perfectly on your spot. Balls bounced in between your thighs as he firmly grasped your waist. Thoma couldn't stop whimpering with each stroke as your walls sucked him in. Loud whimpers and almost-moans made his throat sore.

Your mind started to wander, imagining him getting off to this. He has probably thought of grabbing your hips like this, moving his cock that way, deep inside you from behind. Without realizing it, he has become a brand new fantasy for you but the difference was that you were acting on it at this very time. Thoma has been hiding his on the back of his mind for God knows how long.

Slow thrusts suddenly grew faster as he leaned his body over your back, arms locking your head. The shy and gentle Thoma was gone. The previous whimpers turned into loud groans as his orgasm was approaching.

Everything happened so fast that left you in shock. You've never imagined getting your guts fucked like this, let alone Thoma being the one doing it. With his hand over your mouth, a soft whimper escaped his lips as he released his hot cum deep inside you.

The neediness of his voice and the feeling of your womb getting filled with thick cum were enough to make you cum. Thoma didn't stop. Or more correctly, couldn't stop. He fucked you through your orgasm until his hips failed and your cunt was overflowing with his seed.

Since you let him do as he pleased, you waited until he was ready to let go. Without even looking at him, you knew that his eyes were shut, his mouth half opened as he was catching his breath and his face red as ever.

His grip over your mouth eased and he finally let go. Seeing the mess he made out of you as he pulled back couldn't make him feel shame or shy anymore. He had imagined it all before and waited for the perfect time to get your consent.

He had been prepared for rejection or some sort of punishment. Well, even if the worst-case scenario happened to be true, he'd still enjoy his fantasy alone.

《 THE END 》

#genshin impact #genshin scenarios #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin smut #genshin thoma #genshin thirsts #genshin thoughts #genshin impact thoma #genshin imagines

[bas-writes]

Apparently Oblivious

Character: Yamato Reader: gender neutral Word Count: 1037 CW: fluff, oblivious Yamato, first kiss, post top surgery Yamato, reader is being very obviously horny for Yams but the text is wholly sfw A/N: raffle prize for @mysticaltigersorceress who asked for some oblivious himbo Yamato in front of some flirting :3 I hope the murder is successful :3

For a loud ball of enthusiastic chaos he’s so predictable it hurts. He’s sitting exactly in the same place as yesterday, and the day before, and even before, ever since he arrived on your island. As if he made this udon stall his home, he keeps returning around lunchtime, squeezing his huge body by the counter and cradling the bowl in his enormous hand. The bowl you’re barely able to hold with both hands.

The sight always has you weak in knees: he’s so big in every aspect of his body and personality, jarring and warm like the sun. Claiming to be a samurai of a legendary land of Wano, he looks like none you heard about them, resembling more a half-feral friendly spirit. Or a giant puppy, with this wild maze of white and blue hair. His body is full of scars, from wrists to two horizontal cuts across his wide chest, but his moves around you are gentle as if you were a noble, not a random person who keeps him company during lunch. You haven’t tested that—yet—but you bet he could fit your middle between hands and carry you around like a doll. Or sit you on one of his thick thighs so you could bury your face right between his pecs. 

And sometimes, when he smiles exceptionally wide, you can’t help but wonder how it would feel to graze his fang-looking canines with your tongue.

Even his name is attractive. Yamato. You like the way it sounds and tastes.

You’ve sworn to yourself that you would have this man yours at least once before he leaves the island.

“The usual?” Stall owner greets you and already reaches for the noodles. You nod and squeeze yourself by Yamato’s side, not without a little, subtle brush of hand against his knee. 

A polite man he is, he hunches to the other side. Of course.

“Y/N!” You like the way he speaks your name too, with that adorable vibrato of foreign accent and untamable enthusiasm. “Hi! How have you been? How is your day going?”

“Good.” And it would be even better if you finally made the puzzles in his head click. “And yours? What did you explore this time?”

“The ruins in the north.” He stuffs his mouth with noodles, his cheeks full much like a hamster's. Despite his fingers being enormously huge, he uses chopsticks with smooth precision. You would stare at his hands only for this reason if your attention wasn’t already swallowed by their sheer size. 

“Hey, doesn’t it take, like, a whole day just to get there?”

“Not for me. I’m fast!”

Oh, you have no doubt in it. Those muscled legs must turn him into a god of wind whenever he moves, even if he carries that gigantic club everywhere with himself. You saw him once swinging it around, so easily as if it was a little twig.

The weight of your body would mean nothing for him. Just a thought of it makes you shiver a little.  

“You’ve dozed off.” Yamato waves hand in front of your face. Hand much bigger than your face, currently heating up.

“Oh, sorry, maybe I don’t really feel that good,” you feign, leaning against him. This time he doesn’t dodge, quite contrary: lets you press close exactly where you aim. His bicep feels sooo good against your cheek, so soft and ready to flex. 

Stall owner rolls his eyes, places your udon in front of you, and retreats to the back. 

“Shit, should I call a doctor?” Yamato frowns, his gaze heavy and concerned. He leans over you and presses forehead against yours. Your heart skips a whole starved beat as you fight the urge to grab his horns. “You don’t have a fever. Good.”

“I don’t? But I feel like burning…” You fan yourself with a shirt, trying to angle yourself with his gaze. But his eyes do not wander down, towards the naked skin of your chest. Of course, he’s a good boy.

“Maybe it’s because of broth— Ah, no, you haven’t even started your udon.”

If you weren’t in public, you would jump onto his lap out of frustration.

“I will once it chills down enough. Maybe you will try for me—”

Before you can reach for your chopsticks, Yamato snatches some noodles with his own. So much for the sneaky plan of feeding him…

“Hot!” He hisses, adorably sticking the tip of his tongue out. Fanning himself with a hand, he looks around, frantically, for water or ice, anything—

Now or never.

One hand grabbing his shirt, you pull him close and dart your own tongue out. You brush it against his, putting all the yearning, willpower, and skill into shamelessly teasing him. It’s fast, short, and far from what could be called a kiss. But his face is tomato-red by the time you pull away.

“Here—” you smirk and hope for the best— “I kissed you better.”

Yamato’s eyes are wide open, as if on the verge of popping out, and his tongue still hangs out. Hands he reflexively put on your shoulders twitch, at times squeezing you harder and stirring thoughts of less innocent caliber.

“H-hey…” He can barely choke out without pulling the tongue back in, his easy-going, smooth demeanor gone in seconds. “That was…nice.”

“Would you like me to kiss you again?” You pull on the string without hesitation. Your target finally pulled on the bait—and you’re not losing the time on the game of blind cat and confused mouse.

He blinks. Comically slowly. And finally hides his tongue.

“R-right in front of—” His eyes shoot on side, right at the stall owner, who just waves off and bolts between boxes at the back, promising he can’t see anything and never could, of course. “Oh. Okay. Alright then?”

Ready to pull him in again you gasp in surprise when it’s him who makes the move: fast, smooth, and confident. Yamato’s big, warm hand—so close to your fantasies, yet so different—envelops your head with ease as he guides you in for the promised kiss.

And then he proves to you that his adorable innocence is the first of many false assumptions you’ve made about him.

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[zudufeu]

‹ ✶ › — 𝐆𝐈𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 / CHAE JONGHYEOP. CASTAWAY DIVA (2023) # 1037 click the source link to find a free download for this gif pack. jonghyeop was born in 1993 and he is korean, so please cast him accordingly. all gifs were made from scratch by me for roleplaying purposes, so please don't claim as your own, edit, or redistribute them. a like or reblog would be greatly appreciated as well if you enjoy them. thanks !!

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[lillian-gallows]

Kinktober Day 22: Bondage with Bucky Barnes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1037 Warnings: Bondage, Dirty talk, P in V sex, choking, Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it) Kinktober Master(sub)list.

Minors DNI

The thick leather felt buttery against your skin as Bucky secured the cuffs in place, tucking two fingers between your skin and the material to make sure it wasn’t too tight before meeting your gaze.

“Feel okay? Not too tight or too loose?” He asked carefully, beautiful eyes scanning over your expression for discomfort.

 You nodded, eyes flitting between the cuffs and his gaze. “Yeah, feels good.” You answered steadily, body thrumming with excitement, you were sure he could hear your racing heart.

He smiled softly. “You know what to do if you need to stop right?” He asked, warm hand cradling your face to make you hold his gaze.

“I say my safe word.” You answered diligently.

“Which is?” He prompted, lifting a brow.

“Red.”

He nodded with a smile. “Good girl.” He said softly before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Are you ready?”

You nodded. “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.” You said as you held your cuffed hands out to him, which he then took and lifted over your head to attach to a hook in the ceiling.

It was low enough that you could stand flat foot on the floor comfortably and your elbows bent just a little to prevent your joints from locking, but high enough that you couldn’t move more than half a step in any direction, nor could you turn.

His hands moved down your arms slowly, leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake before he began to circle you, flesh hand never leaving your skin, but the touch was feather-light and left you tingling, brushing over the exposed skin of you naked body.

You could feel his eyes looking you over, imagine the pensive look in his eyes as he decided where he wanted to start.

Then you feel his lips on your shoulder, slowly planting one kiss, then another, then a third, in a path up your neck. “You look so pretty like this…” His whispered, the warmth of his breath ghosting over your skin in stark contrast to the chill of the room. “Completely at my mercy…” Then he pressed his chest to your back, letting you feel his hard cock through his pants.

You couldn’t resist the urge to press back into him with a soft sigh, just thinking about this all day has had you wet, now you were nearly soaking. His lips on your neck had all thoughts fleeing from your mind as you tilted your head to give him more space to work, which earned you a little nip just below your ear.

“Mmm…Where to start…” He mused before taking a step back from you, his gaze making your skin heat up. “What do you think, Doll?” He asked as he circled back around in front of you. “This was your idea after all.”

It took you a moment to find your words once more, your brain already going foggy. “Use me…”

His brows shot up at your bold words. “Use you? Use you for what, Sweetness?” He teased with twinkling eyes.

Inhaling deeply to remember how to speak normally, it didn’t work, but you found the words you needed all the same. “I’m at your mercy, Sir. Use me like your living fleshlight…” You answered, the words coming out slowly as you tried to make sure they made sense.

His smirk widened and he nodded. “Is that what my Doll wants? You want me to use you till your dripping my cum and the only things keeping you standing are me and that hook?” He asked as he sauntered closer, stopping inches from you so you could feel his body heat but not touch.

You nodded slowly, eyes drooping as you looked up at him, drunk on the anticipation of his touch alone.

“Words, Sweetness.” He prompted.

“Yes, Sir. I want that…” You whispered, eyes darting between his eyes and lips, wishing he would kiss you.

He leaned in so his lips were at your ear. “Then I suggest you hold on tight.” He purred before rounding you once more.

His hands trailed along your body once more, up your tummy, over your ribs, down your back and over your ass, then between your thighs.

He let out an appreciative sigh when he felt just how wet you were and offered you just a couple moments of attention with his fingers sliding between your pussy lips and circling your clit before there was the shuffle of fabric that indicated he’d pulled his cock free of the material.

He tugged your hips back so your back arched, forcing you onto your toes to hold the position, and before you could even start to anticipate what he was going to do next; he was pushing into you.

There was no slow moment when he bottomed out, no chance to catch your breath. His hips immediately started a punishing rhythm, pulling out then slamming back in, pounding into your cervix every time, and pressing hard on your g-spot in a way that might have made your legs weak if he wasn’t holding half your weight for you.

The sounds that fell from your lips bordered on feral, sharp cries of his name, pleas for him to keep going, half-finished praises of how good he feels fucking you.

“That’s it, Doll…Tell me how good I make you feel…Such a pretty voice…”

Then his flesh hand drifted up your body to hold your breast, thumb brushing over your nipple delicately before pinching, sending a zing down your spine, but his touch didn’t linger there long, as his intended path made itself clear.

That warm calloused hand wrapped around your throat, pressing into the sides of your throat where your jugular veins hid just enough to make your hear spin and your eyes roll closed in bliss.

Every slam of his cock inside you was amplified by the lightheaded feeling his hand on your throat gave you, and before you even realized it, you were coming around his cock with a breathless shivering cry.

“Fuck, Doll, never seen you cum that fast before…” He chuckled breathlessly, his hips slowly but not ceasing.

“Let’s see if you can do it again.”

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fic #kinktober #kinktober 2023

[ja-reau]

helloooo :)

could i request a larissa weems x reader smut where it's readers first time and they're all nervous about it but larissa is just really understanding and makes them feel comfortable.

you can add to it whatever you like :)

also i want her to just dominate me

thank youuu!❤️

Firsts - Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 1037

Warnings: loss of virginity, nipple play, vaginal fingering, oral sex

You had told yourself you were ready for this. You were, you were sure of it. Well, sort of. You were beyond nervous. You hadn’t had sex with anyone. And the idea of Larissa being your first was both exciting and nerve wracking. On one hand, you were absolutely head over heels in love with this woman. On the other hand, you didn’t want to disappoint Larissa with your lack of experience. 

Putting your book down, you turned to the side to face your girlfriend. “Baby?” you asked, setting your book on the side table next to your bed. “Yes, darling?” she asked, turning to face you as well. “I think I’m.. I’m ready.” You started, red starting to spread across your face at this. “Ready for what, my love?” Larissa asked, raising an eyebrow. She knew. She did. But she just wanted to hear you say it. “I’m ready to have sex. I want.. I want you to be my first.” You said. “You do?” Larissa asked, a small smile on her face. You nodded at this. “Okay, why don’t you go to the living room? I’ll call you back into the room when I’m ready.” your girlfriend said. You tilted your head to the side in confusion. “Get.. ready?” you asked and she nodded. “I want to set things up and make your first time special, my love.” she said before shooing you off. 

—

You were so nervous. You went to the bathroom while Larissa prepared things. You stared at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair before you heard your name. You took a minute before you walked to the bedroom, a small smile on your face when you saw the several lit candles and the rose petals. It was perfect. “Come here, my darling.” Larissa said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed and motioning for you to come over. You did as you were told and walked over, deciding to be bold, you sat on her lap, your arms around her neck. “I’ll be soft with you, okay? I want you to enjoy this, so please tell me if it doesn’t feel right.” She said before kissing your neck softly. 

After a few more minutes of making out, Larissa had managed to strip you of your clothes and moved to lay you on your back. She towered over you, her own clothes off as well to make you feel more comfortable. “You’re so beautiful.” Larissa said softly, moving her hands down your body slowly. She didn’t want to overwhelm you too much, but she was so excited. She had wanted to touch you since the moment she met you. And once you started dating, it was nearly impossible for her to keep her hands to herself. So when you told her that you were ready, she was over the moon. “I’ll make you feel so good, princess.” she said softly, kissing down your body and stopping at your chest. She took a nipple into her mouth, earning an immediate moan from you. You moved your hands into her hair, tangling them in the silver blonde strands. “I want your fingers.” You said softly, biting your lower lip at your request. “Do you, now?” she asked, and you nodded quickly. “Whatever you want, gorgeous.” she said, before sucking on  your nipple again. 

She moved her hands down your body, grinning when your legs spread for her. She trailed her fingers up your legs before stopping between them. Deciding to go easy on you, she slid one finger in. She couldn’t help the moan she let out when she felt how wet you were for her. And hearing you moan as well just caused her to thrust her fingers a little faster. “Fuck.” you moaned, pushing your hips forward towards her fingers. “You like that, baby? You take me so well.” she said against your chest, kissing to your other nipple before taking it into her mouth. “So much, you feel so good.” you moaned, tugging her hair slightly. She slowly slid another finger in, grinning when you moaned again for her. “God, I can’t wait to taste you.” she muttered against your chest. “What’s stopping you?” you asked, getting a little bolder now. Once you got a taste of this feeling, you were craving more. 

She kissed down your body, thrusting her fingers a little deeper and faster, before she settled comfortably between your legs. She licked your clit, instantly taking it into her mouth. The moan you let out made her go crazy. She needed more of you. She sucked your clit, biting down gently as she continued to thrust into you, keeping a fast pace. “Fuck Rissa, just like that.” you moaned. 

You have never felt this good before. You had, of course, touched yourself before and made yourself cum. But it always took soooo long. And the orgasm itself only ever lasted a few seconds, at best. But Larissa was just so amazing. It’s like she already knew your body so well. She had brought you to the edge quicker than you’ve ever brought yourself. “Oh fuck Larissa, I’m going to cum.” you moaned, thrusting your hips forward towards her. She pulled back for a moment, looking up at you. “Cum for me darling.” she said, before reattaching her lips to your clit and sucking. You did as you were told. A loud moan escaped your mouth as you came all over her fingers, jerking your hips forward. 

Larissa pulled her fingers out and pulled back once you had gotten down from your high. She moved up to lay next to you, pulling you into her arms. “How was that, darling? Was it too much? I’m sorry, I just- I’ve been wanting to touch you for so long, I wasn’t sure if I over did it.” she said, running her fingers through your hair as you looked up at her. “Larissa, it was perfect. This is everything I’ve ever imagined for my first time. I love you, so so much.” you said with a smile. “I love you too.” she said, moving her hand to rest on your thigh. “Now lay back down, I’m not done with you yet.”

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@sapphicsbeloved @lesbianbookworm15

#larissa weems one shot #larissa weems smut #larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #wednesday fanfic

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @steddiemas challenge.

Two Queens in a King Sized Bed

Prompt Day 11: Pop/Alt Christmas Songs | Word Count: 1037 | Rating: M | CW: None | Tags: Modern AU, Established Relationship, Baby It's Cold Outside, Power Outage, Christmas, Domestic Fluff

I chose the song two queens in a king sized bed by girl in red.

Eddie wakes up early, too early, and he quickly realizes why: it's freezing. The power has gone out overnight. On Christmas? Really? Merry Fucking Christmas to them, he guesses. Luckily, Steve is a human furnace, so Eddie scoots closer to him, snuggling into his chest, and pulling the comforter up over their shoulders. 

Hopefully when he wakes up the power is back on.

They aren't that lucky.

Steve's on the phone with the electric company, trying to find out what the hell is going on. He finally gets off hold, and talks to a real, live person. 

"Somebody hit a pole," Steve says, hanging up the phone, "a little too much eggnog last night, I'm guessing. They're working on it. But it's Christmas. They'll have to call in a crew."

Eddie nods. Perfect. No electricity for Christmas is pretty shitty, but it's also shitty to get called into work on a holiday. This sucks for everyone. He wonders how many houses are stuck in the dark? A lot, probably. He doesn't know how many houses are served by one chain of poles, but it's gotta be a decent amount.

He watches as Steve gets a long lighter out of the drawer next to the range, and turns the stove knobs, to kick on the gas. Then he's lighting them each manually, because thank fuck they've got a gas stove, and they both stand there for a minute and Eddie warms his hands.

Then, Steve makes them breakfast, while Eddie sits at the counter, comforter wrapped around his whole body and head.

"It's really not that cold," Steve says, laughing as he catches sight of Eddie on the bar stool. "You look like a mummy."

"It's fifty-four in here, Steve. Fifty. Four."

"I hear you," Steve says, flipping another pancake in the cast iron pan.

"This house has shitty insulation," Eddie whines.

"Which we knew when we bought it," Steve answers. "Just go take a shower. The hot water heater is gas. So, knock yourself out."

Eddie does just that, shuffling towards the bathroom, comforter still wrapped all around him.

After his shower, he's warmed up until he opens the bathroom door and is hit with a blast of cold air. Now he's colder than ever and has wet hair. He'll surely die from this. 

"I'm going to die!" he yells at Steve, coming back into the kitchen dressed in all the clothes he owns. Well, almost all of them. 

"Yes, yes," Steve says, and puts a plate down in front of him. Eddie smiles. It's perfect. And warm.

"Thanks, sweetheart," Eddie says, momentarily happy again.

It doesn't last long. He's whining again, as soon as his empty plate hits the sink.

"Let's just go back to bed," Steve suggests, and Eddie nods. 

Eddie puts the comforter back on the bed, slides in, and promptly tries to crawl inside Steve's skin. Steve just laughs, and holds him as close as he can.

It's nice, and he's already warmer, so Eddie stretches up enough that he can kiss Steve. Giving thanks, giving love.

There are worse ways to spend Christmas than wrapped up against this man he loves so much.

Eddie jerks awake, with Steve's phone ringing in his ear.

"It's Robin," Steve says, and yeah, Eddie is definitely aware of that. He knows her ringtone. He hears it enough times on a daily basis.

"Put her on speaker, I wanna talk to," Eddie says, so Steve does.

"Hey, Rob. It's both of us, we don't have power so we're in bed, and Eddie is demanding to talk, too," Steve says, before giving her the entire backstory of their day.

"I'm surprised you're still alive, Eddie. I know how great you do with the cold," Robin says, and she's making fun of him, but it's true.

"I know!" he shouts, and burrows closer to Steve, crawling right on top of him.

"Yes, he's dying as we speak," Steve mumbles, trying to get Eddie's hair out of his mouth.

"So, you're just. In bed?" Robin asks.

"Yes, trying to not freeze to death," Eddie laments, being very dramatic. 

"So, you're two queens in a king sized bed?" Robin teases, and they both laugh, looking at the phone that's on speaker on the pillow beside them. Eddie is thankful Steve had fully charged portable batteries to charge their phones with. Leave it to Steve to be prepared. Eddie played games on his until his fingers were too cold. Then he took his third shower of the day. 

"Basically," Steve says, "Eddie is frozen. He's taken four showers today."

"Three!" Eddie shouts, clarifying. Lies. Steve's telling lies.

"Maybe he's just jerking off a lot," Robin says, and Eddie makes an affronted noise.

"If I was that horny, Buckley, Steve would be invited to be involved," Eddie announces, his cheek pressed right to Steve's chest. 

"Gross," she says.

"You brought it up," Eddie blames, listening to Steve's heart thrum under his ear. Steve's rubbing his hands up and down Eddie's back, under his layers of clothes, and they're big and warm. His hands always are. Eddie's are cold, year-round. But not Steve's.��

They're warm on his skin, and Eddie melts on top of Steve, enjoying the feeling.

Steve forces his hands into the several layers of pants Eddie is wearing, rubbing his hands over Eddie's bare ass. It feels good. Eddie likes it.

Robin would kill them if she knew it was happening while she was on the phone with them, so it makes Eddie like it even more, just for fun.

"You could just come over to my house, you know? It's warm and toasty over here," Robin offers, and Eddie knows they could do that. But she's thirty minutes away, and it's snowy and cold outside. 

"I know," Steve says, "thanks, Rob. Surely they'll get it back on soon, if not, we'll definitely be over before Eddie freezes solid."

And then Eddie closes his eyes, letting Steve rub down his body, continuing his efforts at warming him up as he talks to Robin. It's nice, and cozy, and Eddie dozes off listening to the rumble of Steve's voice in his chest.

It's cold, but this really isn't so bad, after all.

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[ya-zz]

REQUESTS

These are requested by you, anons and non anons. I try to get these to be between 1-2k words so it's fair.

I'll write pretty much anything as long as it's not incest, underage NSFW, bodily fluid kinks.

Please keep in mind that I do work full time so I will do my best to get these done as soon as I am able to.

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NOTES

I wanna thank those who have requested. It has been such a pleasure to write for you!

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Pick One

Damon Salvatore X Fem!Reader Possible Lorenzo St. John X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1037

Requested: Anon

Request: Would you write a story about how damon is dating elena but you and danon kiss on a drunken night. you don't want to share him or anything, you tell him he either breaks it off with elena or you're done. He doesn't end up doing it but he gets mad and jealous when he sees you flirting with someone else and when guys hit on you etc. Thank you. Reader is also a Vamp. One shot.

You shouldn’t have let it happen, Damon is supposed to be dating Elena and yet you had both ended up kissing at a party where you were both more than a little bit tipsy. You and Damon had danced around each other for years, with both of you being vampires. It had been a long time and while you wanted to be happy that it was finally happening you pulled away and put some distance between both of you. “Damon.” You warned as he attempted to move closer to you. “What?” He asked playfully. “You have a girlfriend remember, you choose one of us, you don’t get both of us.” You explained. “What, you don’t want one night of fun?” He asked. “No I don’t Damon, so end it with Elena or I’m done with you.” You ordered, seemingly sobering up, instead of continuing the conversation any further you walked into the bathroom for the bedroom that you had noth stumbled into, you locked the door and leant over the sink, you thought about washing your face before thinking better of it, given the makeup on your face. You then walked out of the bathroom back into the main room stopping for a second when you see Damon sitting on the sofa laughing at something that was said with Elena on his lap, you rolled your eyes and turned to the door, if that was his answer you weren’t going to stick around waiting for him.

The next morning you groaned as you woke up in your room “all the consequences and none of the fun.” You mumbled to yourself as you shuffled into your kitchen. “Good morning sunshine, you left early yesterday, you should not look like that.” Enzo teased from his place at your kitchen table. “What are you doing here?” You asked. “I came to check on you, you know after you and Damon disappeared.” He answered. “What did he do?” “He… We…” You gripped the door of the fridge as if everything that happened the night before finally hit you and he chose someone else. “You didn’t have sex did you?” He asked. “What? No. We just kissed.” You answered “but he’s with Elena.” “He’s never cared about that before.” Enzo shrugged as he stood from where he was sitting. “He didn’t care, I did. I told him that he had to choose me or Elena.” You explained. “And he chose Elena.” Enzo sighed as he walked over to you and pulled you into a hug, while you had both been friends for almost as long as you had been friends with Damon, your friendship was different, he treated you like a little sister and often had your back where you needed it. “Well surely we can find you someone else to have a little fun with, he’s really not worth you hiding away for.” “I don’t know.” You muttered. “Fine, you don’t have to find someone else but you can’t hide in here forever.” Enzo wagered and you sighed. “What do you have in mind?” You asked. “Come on, let’s just go out, see where we end up.” Enzo suggested and you thought for a second, in all honesty you had no other plans for the next couple of days past wallow in self pity so instead you nodded. “Fine but let me get ready first.” You answered as you disappeared back into your bedroom.

Your morning started with breakfast, you guys headed out to a cafe where you got something to eat and talked about how you were going to spend your day. “(Y/N) hey, we noticed that we left early last night, Damon said that you weren’t feeling too good, you look like you feel better now.” Elena said as she caught sight of you in the cafe. “Yeah, way better now Enzo has been helping me, he got me something to eat and came to check on me this morning, we’re going to have a quiet day today I think.” You explained, trying your hardest to be normal with her, she wasn’t the reason that you were upset, she didn’t hurt you. “Good, well I’ve got to go but I’ll see you later.” She waved as she met with Caroline outside of the cafe and they both disappeared. “See better even after a few hours, how’s the hangover?” Enzo asked, drawing your attention back to him. “Good.” You answered. “Great, so have you decided what movie you want to go and see?” He asked. “Yeah.” You nodded.

3 hours later, you were coming out of the movie theatre giggling with Enzo, he had his arm over your shoulder, you both walk out just as Elena and Damon were walking in Damon says something to Elena before just walks in and you were continuing forward before he calls out to you “are you just going to ignore me?” “I thought you were pretty clear with your choice yesterday.” You answered. “So we can’t talk anymore?” He asked. “Damon, I need some time, you know for you it might have been some fun for the night but I actually wanted something from you, so no for now we can’t talk.” You answered, feeling Enzo gently squeeze your shoulder in silent reassurance. “You moved on quickly for someone who needs time.” Damon continued to argue and you were going to give him an answer but Enzo didn’t seem to want to let that one slide. “She’s not like you, we’re just out as friends.” Enzo answered. “Is that what it is to you as well?” Damon asked. “It’s whatever she wants it to be, don’t get me wrong if she offered something more to me than friendship, I’d take it in a second but I’m happy with a friendship if that’s all she wants.” Enzo admitted pulling you away. “Come on.” “Enzo, did you mean that?” You asked. “Of course I did but there’s no need to talk about all that now.” Enzo said as you looked at him “after all if I am the one to get you, I want to be your boyfriend, not your rebound.” He winked before opening the car door for you and taking you home.

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[and-claudias-world]

It's Been a Long, Long Time (Crosshair x gn! reader)

My main account is currently shadowbanned and I am blocked from being able to get/recive messages, tag people, comment and if you have my notifications on for my main blog then those aren't going through either. So I am posting this here.

THIS IS NOT MY MAIN BLOG!!! This is: @and-claudia

This is a part two of this fic: The End of The World

Warnings: None really besides of hints of a possible spoiler froms2 ep12 but not really

Based on the song It's Been a Long, Long Time by Harry James

Words: 1037

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Week 20: 

“Why can’t we be going somewhere warmer?” I whined from beside Tech in the cockpit. 

“Well, Rex said this was urgent so unfortunately we don’t get the pick of missions.” He said with a shrug. 

“Listen, this place is supposedly crawling with Stormtroopers now. We get in, we get out. Rex even said that if we can’t locate him quickly, leave. He knew this was going to be risky, that’s why he gave it to us.” Hunter said as he came in. 

“Who is it? Do we know him?” I asked. 

“Echo said someone named Mayday.” Hunter said. 

I cringed slightly at his name, I still missed him dearly. He left about 7 weeks ago to join Rex. I finally accepted the fact that Crosshair was gone, so now losing my best friend was like salt in the wound, but I couldn’t keep him from what he wanted, I knew that. 

We stayed in touch though which helped, it just wasn’t the same. 

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“There!” I yelled, seeing a figure slumped against the rocks. 

“There is no clear landing, Hunter and Wrecker must propel down to save them.” Tech said from where he sat, flying the ship. 

“Go! Hurry before we’re spotted.” I said ushering them toward the door to help them get strapped in. 

As they lowered down I called out to Omega, “Start gathering all the blankets you can find. They’re going to be freezing when they get here.” 

It felt like forever until Hunter was coming back up. He had one of the men in his arms. 

“He’s already gone.” He said once he was back on the ship. I sighed. 

“Damn it. Take him to the back, there’s a bag I think. We’ll take care of him once we land again. What about his friend?” I asked. 

Hunter didn’t answer, just walked past me to put Mayday in the body bag. 

“Alright, Tiny! We’re coming up!” I heard Wrecker say through his com, he had to yell over the wind. 

I waited by the door to help pull him in once he was up. My focus was solely on getting him to safety I didn’t even realize who it was with him. It wasn’t until the ship door was closed and Hunter had joined us once again that I turned to face the man shivering in the middle of the ship. When my eyes met his brown ones, I froze. The moment we made eye contact though, he averted his gaze downward, scared to look at me. 

I stepped forward until I was right in front of him. My eyes scanned every inch of him that they could. I turned back to Hunter. 

“Is this real?” My voice was just barely above a whisper. 

He gave a small nod and I turned back to Crosshair. 

My eyes began to water, seeing him right here. I never thought that I would ever see him again, let alone be this close to him. I felt like I should be saying something, anything. But nothing would come out. Words could wait. I didn't need words to be able to show him how much I missed him. 

“Yn-” He began to say my name but I shook my head and brought my hands up to his cheeks. 

“Just kiss me.” 

And he did. 

He kissed me once. He tried to pull away but only enough to catch his breath and then he kissed me twice. Then again, a quick breath of air then he was kissing me once again. 

He pulled away for the last time, but just to rest his forehead against mine. 

“It’s been a long time, doll.” His voice sent a warmth through me. 

My heart swelled at his voice, it filled with a love that I hadn’t felt since… I couldn’t even remember the last time I felt like this. I nodded and tried to wipe my tears away. 

“Let’s get you warmed up, yeah?” I asked. 

He nodded and allowed me to lead him over to the heater and then cover him in blankets. I refused to leave his side. It felt like if I left he’d disappear from me once again. Omega brought him a thermos of hot tea to help as well which he was grateful for. We didn’t say much, just reveled in the fact that we were together once again. Eventually, the night was coming to an end and it was time for everyone to begin to settle down. 

Crosshair had warmed back up to his normal body temperature. 

“You should go to bed.” He finally said. 

I had my head resting on his shoulder already, “Come with me?” I asked quietly. 

He didn’t answer. Instead, he nudged me off of his shoulder and stood up, offering me his hand. He lead us back to the bunk we had shared a long time ago. I found him a change of clothes from the sweats and shirts I used to steal from him. We both got changed and then settled down in the bunk. I had forgotten how much of a squeeze it was to have two people sleep in the tight space, but it felt so right. 

The ship was quiet and so when I spoke up again, I did my best to keep it as quiet as possible. 

“I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long.” I said. 

“Hm?” 

“You coming back… I knew your chip was gone back then… but I don’t even care about all of that. You’re home, that’s all I care about.” I said, sitting up a little to look at his face a little better. 

He nodded, “And I’m not leaving ever again.” 

I leaned over to give him a kiss, then I settled back down. My head was resting on his chest. I felt him press another kiss to the top of my head, before pressing them there again, but this time they lingered much longer. 

When he finally pulled back he whispered a quiet, “Good night.” 

I would have returned it if I wasn’t already halfway asleep. I hadn’t fallen asleep this quickly in a long, long time. With him next to me, everything was as it should be. 

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[2012wannabe]

5. Collaring

cw/tw: mommy! Abby x f! Reader, mdlg dynamics, dom! Abby and sub! Reader, putting your collar on for the first time, use of puppy as an endearing term, handcuffs too, very slight degradation( 1x slut)

wc: 1037

an: this fic kinda gets more into bdsm type dynamics so beware if it’s not your thing, I feel like this is def not my best work feedback would be very appreciated

edit: might come back to this later in the month to fix the pacing

From your bedroom, you perked up hearing Abby enter through the front door. She was going to put your collar on for the first time today and it made you want to rub your thighs together in excitement.

“Hi, Mommy!” You greeted her, wrapping her in a big hug.

“Hey, baby.” She said, wrapping her arms around you.

“Are you ready for tonight?”

“Yes!” You squeezed her tighter and tilted your head up to whisper in her ear,

“I’ve been wet all day waiting for you.” Her eyes darkened as she instructed to wait on the bed in a bra and underwear. You had picked out a beautiful set in advance that matched the color of your collar. Abby entered the room and had you watch as she undressed and clipped on her harness and her strap-on. Your mouth watered looking at her muscles and your cunt started to throb in anticipation of what was to come. You had thought about it all day since she left for work and was only getting more and more desperate. She finally picked the collar out from the drawer and walked up to you.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“Yes, Abby. Promise.” She grinned and crooned,

“My cute little puppy.”

“Please put it on.” You whispered, hoping she didn’t make you beg. Her smirk stayed and she grabbed your jaw and said,

“I thought you’d never ask. But first, can I cuff you to the bed?”

“Yes, mommy.”

“Ok I’ll go get them ready, can’t have you running away from me now.” She teased.

“Never ever.”

“I know you won’t my little pet. Now hold still for me.” You beamed up at her as she slid the collar on and tightened it. You felt slick start to collect in your bottoms as you started to feel even more turned on.

“There we go. Now for some cuffs.” Abby slid the cuffs onto your wrists, chaining you to the bed frame.

“Making me so wet.” You whimpered.

“That’s a good little sub. Now we can really play.” As the final step, she attached a leash to the o-ring on the front of your collar and pulled you forward. You struggled as the leash pulled you forward but the cuffs held you back. She kissed you fiercely, a hot open-mouthed kiss, and let her free hand cup your face. She started to kiss down your body leaving a trail of hickeys as she went down. Getting your bra, she unclipped it, muttering about how pretty it was before letting it drop to the floor revealing your chest. She pressed a kissed to your nipple, sucking on it and swirling her tongue around it. She pulled in it with her teeth and you hissed in pain. She smirked and resumed sucking on it and grabbing the other with her hand.

“I love your tits so much oh my god.” She muttered as she switched to kissing the other nipple. You started to moan and she let her hand palm and grope your breast. She gave another squeeze before kissing down your stomach purposefully leaving dark marks. Abby palmed your cunt, looking up at you. You whimpered and she pulled your leash again. You gasped as she felt your wetness and pulled your panties to the side. She plunged two fingers in you while maintaining direct eye contact and you felt tears start to prick your eyes.

“Mommy,” you gasped. The collar started to feel tighter on your neck and you loved it. She scissored her fingers in and out of you and you cried out, rocking against her.

“Such a little slut.”

“Please mommy, please.” You gasped. She continued to finger you even more harshly and you felt yourself get closer and closer to an orgasm. You ground harder on her fingers when she suddenly pulled them away. You whimpered at the the emptiness and looked at her confused. Abby didn’t say much, just silently lining up her strap with your pussy and without warning pushing it in. You yelped and moaned, you could definitely tell she was using a bigger one than normal.

“Ah, ah!” You cried. She thrust into roughly, shaking the bed and smirking when tears fell down your face. She traced your lips with her fingers before shoving her fingers in your mouth and making you suck. She did roughly and you were expecting it so you gagged and she grinned, feeling your throat convulse around her fingers. She continued thrusting and you felt yourself teeter on the edge of cumming.

“Gonna cum,” you babbled against her fingers. She set a faster pace, pounding into you.

“Mommy, mommy!” You cried, your orgasm slamming into you. You moaned loudly as Abby kept pumping in and out of you. You laid there breathless, looking up at her and gave a tiny smile.

“You’re mine, yeah?”

“Yeah, all yours.” You took a deep breath after that and she pulled out. Taking off her harness, she got to work removing the leash and the hand cuffs, rubbing your wrists.

“Are you okay, baby?” She murmured.

“More than okay mommy.”

“Good.” She said, turning over to get wipes to clean you up. She always took care of you even after some of your more vanilla sex and you appreciated it more than words could express.

“Can you get up? You should go to the bathroom. You don’t want to get a UTI.”

“I’m okay, I can go.”

“You know that I would literally carry you if you asked?”

“I know abs. I’m okay, this isn’t even the most intense sex we’ve had.”

“Still, I want to make sure.” You held her hand and kissed it.

“I’m okay. Thank you.” She finally slipped your bottoms off of you and discarded them to the laundry as you got up to pee. When you got back she had a cup of water and a snack waiting for you. You crawled back into bed with her, giving her a big hug.

“Thank you.” You said, nuzzling your face into her neck. She held you close and pressed a light kiss to the top of your head.

“Always. Now could you please drink some water?” You laughed,

“Yeah, yeah.”

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