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#Kissing Challange
campfire-chaos · 1 year
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Kissing Challange day 1
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Ji Woon and the young Rookie have some smalltalk between trials again.
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the-lonelybarricade · 9 months
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I don't care what ships you support, but I will never block or unfollow anyone faster than seeing shipping warriors stirring the pot for no reason
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Funny to think about if hk only had godhome endings to just beat the game and if someone was to tell me that the only ending is behind boss gauntlets I don't think I would have ever picked up the game (unless I was also told there is a ton of fun exploration causal boss fights beforehand, I would have just dropped the game just before the very end)
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screwzara · 1 year
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I made this mess of a drawing earlier today(first time colouring with brush nip markers, help me how do these things work)
Any name suggestions cuz I'm out of ideas rn
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On another note: sorry for the lack of art posts, final term exams are coming close(like next week so yikes) so i gotta focus(doesn't help that my first one is maths, which i suck at)
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rogueddie · 8 months
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A gay bar is the last place Steve ever thought he'd be, yet here he sits.
He keeps looking over to Robin- not too much, just enough to keep an eye on her. Make sure she's still having fun. Although, he's sure he doesn't need to be worrying.
The girl who'd caught Robins eye is small, feminine. She looks like a sweetheart and she keeps getting Robin flustered. They're cute together, clearly into eachother, and Steve couldn't be happier.
Even sat alone, feeling completely out of place and a little uncomfortable, seeing Robin able to flirt with someone so openly is… he just feels relieved.
He should have thought to bring her here sooner.
"Hey there." The man smiles when Steve flinches. It's a soft smile, kind. "You wanna dance?"
"Oh, uh, I don't- I mean, uh-"
"Woah, don't panic. It's just a dance, right? You look uncomfortable is all and seeing you sat alone with your big fucking puppy dog eyes is just sad." He gently nudges Steves chin up when he tries to look down, feeling awkward. His finger lingers a little, brushing along his jaw. "You don't wanna have a fun night out? I won't be offended if you say no."
And, ok, Steve's a little tipsy. He's sure he'd never agree if he were sober- it wouldn't have felt fair. The guy is clearly attracted to him, not even trying to hide the way he's eyeing him.
But Steve's buzz is more annoying than pleasant and dancing does sound fun. So he agrees, accepts the hand offered and lets the guy pull him into the crowd.
The guy keeps his distance. Anytime the crowd jolts Steve toward him, he steps back the same amount, keeping a solid foot between them. But he's grinning, yelling jokes over the music, unabashedly dancing like an idiot.
It's great, it's fun. Steve can't stop grinning, stomach starting to ache with how much he's been laughing.
Eventually, a slower song comes on, stronger sexual undertones. The guy (Eddie, he'd leant in to tell Steve when asked, explaining that he knew Steve because they used to be in the same year as in Hawkins) shrugs, pulling an exaggerated face that screams 'what-can-you-do'. He's turning away.
But Steve grabs his wrist, Eddie looking back with raised eyebrows.
"This alright then, pretty boy?" He asks after stepping in close. His hands rest low on his hips.
Steve nods, flushing. He automatically puts his hands on his shoulders, letting Eddie lead him through a weirdly intimate sort of slow dance. And Steve is suprised to find himself… into it? He's not sure.
He feels less tipsy, so he can't blame the easy blushes or the way his stomach flips on the alcohol. There's no excuse for how he's started looking at Eddie either, paying a little too much attention to the way he moves, how his hands feel when they slowly start to wonder.
He gently brushes Eddies hair out the way without thinking, tucking it behind his ear so he can see the tattoo on his neck. Eddie tilts his head slightly, baring his neck a little more. When he glances up, Eddie is watching him, curiously.
"Hate to sound pressumptious," he drawls, taking a small step forward so their chests are pressed together, "but it feels like you're making moves on me, big boy."
"What if I am? What happens then?"
"Maybe I'd ask if you're sober enough to drive or if we need to call a cab." He leans back a little when Steve moves to kiss him. He hums, smirking. "Or maybe I'd ask for your number. I'm a classy lady, Harrington; what if I don't put out on the first date?"
"I've never said no to a challange."
Eddie barks out a laugh, loud enough to startle some of the people swaying beside them. "As if."
"What? You're like... pretty."
"Pretty," he repeats, rolling his eyes. "People know I'm a fag, Steve. Even being seen with me like we're 'just friends' would fucking ruin you."
"Your point?"
"You wouldn't dare."
"Wanna put money on that?"
Eddie eyes him for a second, his derision melting into curiosity. "You want to make a bet on whether you'll date me or not?"
"Why not? One of us wins money in a bet, we both score a date, and-"
"I thought you were straight."
"Yeah, me too. But I don't think straight guys think about you like I am, right now."
Eddie steps back, considering. It's a long, tense, moment before he finally sticks his hand out. Steve quickly shakes his hand, grinning.
"You've got yourself a deal."
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angelltheninth · 2 months
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Guiding Your Older Boyfriend's Hand Between Your Legs
Pairing: Older!Boyfriend x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, public sex, under the table, fingering, guidance, clit rubbing, keeping quiet, being called a good girl, age-gap
A/N: There are a few things that make me as feral as this scenario because it's high risk and high reward.
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Your older!boyfriend loved to play naugty games with you but didn't realize how bold you were as well
Having you sit right next to him while you're ordering your drinks at the nightclub is practically an invitation to do something
There's a hand on your thigh the whole time you're next to him, so big and strong and rough, just barely bellow your skirt
You're so happy you chose this for tonight because now you get to guide his hand with yours, to where you secretly needed it most this whole time
Older!boyfriend looks at you from the corner of his eye but doesn't stop talking to other people
Keeping this quiet will be a challange
The music is loud enough to cover up your moans, as long as they don't happen in the brief few seconds of silence
You bend his fingers downwards, pushing them against your pussy and adjusting in your seat so he can push them in
Barely any resistance, what a good girl you are, letting your older!boyfriend fuck you in a public setting like this
This must be why you chose these panties with an opening
You were probably hoping for more then just his fingers, you wanted his girthy, fat cock fucking you tonight
As his fingers begin to move to the rythm of the music so do your hips, so do the sounds you make, audible only to him
His dirty little secret, his good slut, happy to be fucked wherever
The broad palm of his hand presses against your still covered clit, pushing the fabric, the waistband of your panties against it
If he moves his hand any more he could tear them in half
You don't know where to look, at your older!boyfriend who is now leaning in close to kiss your neck, at the people on the dance floor with who you're moving in sync with, or at the two bartenders who have been eyeing you since you walked in here
They're jealous, they don't have the skill or the experiance that your older!boyfriend has
His other hand turns your face towards them, look at them while you come, show them what they're missing, what they will never have
With your pussy clenching tight around his fingers you reach your peak right as the song ends
One of the bartenders aproaches your table, asking if you want a new round of drinks
Your older!boyfriend looks at him while he sucks your pussy juices clean from his fingers and tells the bartender no, his good girl has already given him all that he wants to drink for tonight
The cocky and possessive display is almost enough to make you come again
You hold back, because the next time you come it will be with his cock pulsing hot inside your pussy
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mapiforpresident · 2 months
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Most Likely To
Alexia x reader
warnings: none
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It was currently almost Valentine's day, so Barcelona was having all the team couples do some short interviews to post on the actual day.
Alexia was not a fan of this, but she saw that you were excited, she reluctantly agreed. She wanted to maintain her professional captain persona, but she also knew that it was important for people to see that she was also a normal person at the end of the day and that it was ok for her to be dating a woman.
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"Hey, how was your interview," you asked Mapi and Ingrid as they walked out of the media room. They had their interview right before yours.
"It was really good we had to see who knew each other better and Ingrid won. I forgot her first pets name." Mapi told you. "I think you guys are doing the who is mostly likely to challange. I am excited to see if we learn anything new about big tough Ale over here that we didn't know." You laughed at this agreeing that you would make sure the fans learn how much of a softie Ale is for you.
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You and Alexia then walked into the room as the media people explained how it would work and set up your mics. The interviewer then got started facing the camera, "Ok today we have special guests Alexia and Y/n. Today they will be playing the who is most likely to challange. They each have a paddle with their face on one side and the others face on the back. I will ask some questions and they have to show the face of who they think it fits better. At the end we also have a couple questions sent in by fans. Let's get started with the first question.."
"Ok we will start off very easy. The first question is who is most likely to forget their boots at home?"
You both immediately held up the side of the paddle with your face.
"I may have forgotten them before the champions league final. Luckily someone had an extra pair in my size. Ale always asks me three times if I have my boots now before we leave the house." You responded laughing towards the camera.
"She is very forgetful, she even forgot her passport before a game onetime and had to fly in the next day. I definitely made her run extra laps for that." You definitely gave Alexia a few heart attacks from all the times you forget things.
"Who is most likely to cry during a sad movie?" the interviewer queried with a grin.
You both exchanged a glance. You raised Alexia face as she reluctantly did the same. It was no secret to you or the team that Alexia had a soft spot for emotional films, often shedding a tear or two during particularly touching scenes.
As the interview progressed, the questions delved deeper into your relationship, sparking laughter and fond memories between you and Alexia.
The interviewer grinned as she posed the next question, her eyes flickering mischievously between you and Alexia. "Alright, who is most likely to hog the blankets in bed?"
You both hesitated for a moment, exchanging playful glances before simultaneously flipping the paddles to reveal the others face.
You chuckled, nudging Alexia playfully. "Come on, admit it. You're the blanket thief."
Alexia raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Oh, please. You practically cocoon yourself in the blankets every night."
As the interview drew to a close, the final question sent in by fans brought a sense of warmth to the room. "Who is most likely to surprise the other with a romantic gesture?"
Without hesitation, you both raised your paddles, a shared smile of affection passing between you. Despite the playful teasing and occasional disagreements, there was no doubt that your love for each other ran deep, evident in the small gestures of kindness and thoughtfulness that defined your relationship.
As the cameras stopped rolling, Alexia pulled you into a tender embrace, her voice soft with sincerity. "You know, despite my initial reservations, I'm glad we did this. It's nice to show the world a different side of us, to be able to share our love openly."
You returned her embrace, kissing her cheek lightly, feeling a surge of gratitude for the woman standing before you. "I couldn't agree more, bebé."
The fans absolutely loved the video and seeing this more personal side of Alexia and seeing more into your relationship.
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creepy-friday · 1 year
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Can I make a request? Headcanons or a little Oneshot idk of Alastor x Wife!reader? Both being couple goals like Morticia and Gómez. Being evil together, like a good old classical couple 👉👈🥺
Alastor x Wife!Reader
I can see the reader symbolic animal being a crow/bat,and being able to manipulate/manifest them in both physical and shadow form
they would get along with Alastor's manifestations,sometimes he would pet them,have them around whenever you're not since he craves presence
both of you play spooky little tricks on the other demons such as making things levitate,opening the doors,flicking the lights,it's truly amusing seeing the undead fear the ..well..undead
you would give "soft nightmares" to someone then said someone would think they're prophetic and Alastor would further convince them they are just so that they make a deal with him to keep them safe from absolutely nothing
both of you give each other the side eye everytime something happens that both of you don't agree on
he has a shadow attached to you and inevitably the said shadow would try to woo you every chance he has
the "microphone" he has also has to be a little bit oblivious at times.
Both of you sit in complete silence,just enjoying each others presence while doing your own thing then suddenly his mic opens his little eye "what a lovely couple both of you are,what were the odds for both of you to be silent in bed!" Alastor chuckles and you let out an annoyed giggle "did you hear that,dear?" you ask him,putting your chore aside.
"Of course,just don't mind him,but for real now,what were the odds?" he continues to joke about it."No.That was the sound of a fucking divorce." you joke in return making him even more flustered and talkative,getting him all touchy feely with you
for real now,the word "divorce" makes him a top comedian,cook,lover and everything in between,even if it's in the context of a joke,he wouldn't want to lose you
if your personality tends to be more introverted/melancholic he would 100% take it as a challange and would do everything in his power to get you to do something completely out of your character
he never calls you by your name(except for serious occasions/spicy ones,if you know what I mean) but rather uses pet names such as "Honey";"Dear";"Darling"; "Cara mia"
uses every opportunity to dance with you whenever a good song is playing
you don't have to be shy with him,his mischievous personality will totally use it to his benefit and tease the living hell out of you
I have this lil' headcanon that if the both of you are listening in to a conversation and if you can't hear,he would manifest some old headphones to hear better "here you go,darling"
"Husk is adorable" you sing,trying to pet the man in question "Well,I say he looks completely utterly miserable!Of course you find him adorable!" Alastor laughs,bringing his one sided friend closer to your reach
asks your opinion on every important decision he has to make even if he is already sure about what to do.If you have a different view on it he will definitely reconsider
Angel Dust would be all sighs,puffs and "get a room" just because the two of you do simple romantic gestures such as Alastor's gentlemanly behaviour of kissing your hand and such
Vaggie's tolerance of Alastor drops to 0,but she adores enjoys your presence.She wishes both of you would have more time together but your husband always needs to barge in and annoy the living hell out of her.Alastor doesn't really likes her so he wouldn't want you around her that much
dark humour that leaves everyone poker face except the two of you
he doesn't except much from you tbh,just the same old love to be reciprocated
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0and0its0doctor0 · 5 months
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Somewhere I belong
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Aaron Hotchner x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Alcohol and Fluff
Summary: Aaron has a little liquid courage and breaks the rules.
Word count: 598
Prompt: "I think you're bluffing." "Am I?"
This is for the CM Office Party Challange for @imagining-in-the-margins
Things have not been going well for me lately and I know it's been quite a while since I have posted something. I hope you all enjoy this and have happy holidays.
A loud laugh slipped past your painted blood red lips as you looked around the table and down at the shot glass in your hand. The whole team was present and the more time you spent together the more you felt like you belonged on the team. You had just had your year review and you passed with flying colors thankfully. “Alright. Everyone ready?” Derek asked as everyone at the table nodded. There was laughter and giggles as the shot was tossed back. You were starting to feel your head get a little fuzzy and decided maybe it was time to take a little break. “I’ll be right back. Gonna get some fresh air.”
You stood up and smoothed down your tight gold dress that left little to the imagination and hoped to God that you didn’t trip while wearing heels. You hated wearing them but none of your tactical boots went with the dress unfortunately. You let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding when you made it to the outside patio area of the ballroom where the FBI Christmas party was being held. There were less people outside because it was extremely cold and you felt a chill start to run up your spine because you didn’t bring a jacket. The cold air was kind of a relief though. It helped clear your head from the multiple shots you had just taken.
You jumped when you felt a hand on your lower back and turned around so fast you lost your footing. Two large hands wrapped around your waist to keep you upright and you looked up to see Aaron standing there holding you up. Your mouth suddenly went dry and you were pretty confident your heart skipped a beat. “You good?” He questioned as you stood up straight and nodded. There was a moment of silence where you both stared into each other’s eyes, you were still in his arms as he reached a hand up and lightly brushed a curl out of your face and tucked it behind your ear. His hand cupped your cheek and you leaned into the touch. His thumb brushed along your cheek bone and you felt like your legs were going to give out.
“I’m not quite sure when I am going to have the confidence to do this again. And it’s highly inappropriate. But sometimes you find someone worth breaking the rules for.” He was starting to ramble, and you felt your cheeks start to heat up and turn red. “I have very…strong feelings for you.” As the words left his mouth you were sure your heart stopped beating. His fingertips traced from your cheek and down the side of your neck. They lightly traced down your arm till he was able to intertwine your fingers with his. “I think you’re bluffing.” You managed to whisper out as you blinked away tears. He smiled and leaned down to capture your lips with his in a passionate kiss. When he pulled away, he grinned. “Am I?” he questioned, and you wrapped your arms tightly around him in a hug. When his arms wrapped around you it felt like all your broken pieces were starting to fit back together. “So should I assume you reciprocate those feelings?” He held you tight and you nodded. “More than you could ever know.” He chuckled and kissed the top of your head.
Emily turned to Derek with a grin. “You owe me 20 bucks!” She said as the rest of the team watched Aaron lean down to kiss you again.
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campfire-chaos · 1 year
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Kiss Challange day 2
Sleepy
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Wrin and Dwight from @the-wolves-and-the-sheep
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lovememoreplease · 1 month
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Such a brat. ☆TW-NSFW, sub veritas, fingering, pussy spanking, bondage, afab!veritas, ftm!dr ratio, gn!reader, words pussy and cunt used for veritas, a/n- tbh? i wrote it at the end of 2023 and writing block got me again. i will try to go back on track. this one is little bit of a crap
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soft noises filling the bedroom bot of you are in. youre sitting on the edge of the bed as veritas lays bend over your lap. your hands holding his jaw as those breathy moans leaves his salivating mouth. his eyes roll into back into his skull as your fingers thrusting in his slippery wet hole making his thighs clench close and toes curl and kick.
"veritas, behave." you sighed taking out your fingers and spanking his pulsating pussy. he let out a yelp and clenched around nothing. "i- mmmh ah.. beh-behaving" he moans out making his hands into fists. his hands trying to wiggle out of the tight hold of rope around his bruised from it wrists. you click your tongue at his talking back and serve another spank on his cunt. "youre not" you said with cocked eyebrow. "i-i am" he replied before adding few insults in your way. typical ratio... you shake your head in disappointment. "i might as well make you beg for me to let you cum" you comment making him pout at it. "you wouldnt.. youre way to stupid to even try deny me pleasu-" he didnt got a chance to finish his sentence before you end up landing a hit on his red and swollen ass and soon thrusting your fingers back into his hole.
moans and squeals escaped his mouth along whimpers and begs for more. his eyes closing as he try to rock his butt closer to your fingers but not being able to because the position hes placed in. "d- mnh! damn you" veritas breath out shuddering at the feeling of his own slick trailing down his thighs making everything so so sticky and dirty.
this erotic scene just on its own does its job at turning you one and wanting to just do more. your fingers thrusting in and out before stopping to scissor him open and plunge your fingers deeper pressing on his g-spot. a scream like moan falling out of him as he try to squirm away. "you dont enjoy it, baby?" you asked with teasing smirk as he shook his head and whine. "more..." he whisper. "i didnt heard you, darling" you teased as veritas just kept quiet before repeating it louder. "i want more... please... i beg you y/n". a low chuckle escapes your throath as you move your fingers in and out letting go of his jaw and moving the hand down to his clit to rub it. his head falling on pillow that was beside your lap and his ass wiggling as if challanging you to do more. and you do so.
"ah, baby. youre not leaving until my hand is drenched in your juices". his insides clenching on your fingers from excitement and arousement. "mmh, righ here love" he moan bucking his hips in your direction trying to match your rythm. his slick pooling on his cunt. another smack on his core before your fingers thrust back in going in and out fast making sure to hit ratio sweet spot.
"y-mh/n im clo-mm-close" he said panting. his walls pulsing and getting wetter and trapping you inside like vice. cum falling out his hole as its followed with transparent liquid squirting out and falling on the floor and bed sheets. "mmm good job baby~" you said before riding out his orgasm and kissing his back.
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simplysparrow14 · 5 months
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Ashton constanly not hesitating to save fearne during the trust challange. Him going up to her and being like "hey, are we cool?" and her being like "Now? We're having the conversation now?!"
During the fountain scene, Ashton constantly watching Fearne and *specifically Fearne*
Ashton saying that they cant think of anyone else who could take the shard, and that they refuse to believe in destiny, but they belive it was made to be hers
Fearne taking the shard and FCG (with Ashton's concent) using Ashton's life force to heal Fearne (something something my pain will keep you alive something something)
Fearne finishing her transformation (Very much Shrek style) and Laudna going "[you] looks amazing!" And Ashton, not skipping a beat, in a very breathless amazed tone "Yeah..."
The party suggesting that Ashton and Fearne should kiss to awaken shards and Fearne looking instantly flustered and Ashton very hesitantly saying "That's a lot of pressure"
Fearne and Ashton touching each others hand and in an instant Ashton's far instantly awaking, causing them to have their own transformation)
(Fellas, is it platonic that the woman you have flirtations with obtains the shard of the titan that was considered the lover of your own shard and in an instant she touches you, your own dormant shard that would not even activate when you ate the other one awakens. )
Ashton and Fearne being amazed at their transformations and Ashton, so lovingly going "race ya!" and laughing like little kids, the two go running off together through the garden, alone together.
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Callowmoore my beloved
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jobean12-blog · 11 months
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A Kiss to Remember
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader (Vampire AU)
Word Count: 930
Summary: Bucky invites you to spend the weekend at his cottage in the woods. 
Author’s Note: This is for @the-slumberparty June Writing Challange. I chose a cottage setting and the item I picked was a sundress. My dear friend Em @weekendgothgirl had shared the gorgeous picture of the cottage you see in my moodboard below and it sparked some real inspo! I love the idea of the dark vs light so I went with that a little bit! Thank you Em for sharing and thank you Navy and Roo for hosting! And thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Dividers by the lovely @firefly-graphics
Warnings: some soft sweet moments, a brief mention of b-l-o-o-d, pretty flowers :) 
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“I wish I could see more of our surroundings,” you muse as James drives down a secluded road toward his summer cottage.
You press yourself closer to the window, the glass cold to your touch and peer out into the hidden landscape.
“The darkness holds its own beauty,” he answers softly, his long fingers resting on our bare thigh. “Everything is transformed in the absence of daylight.”
Your soft hum of approval makes him smile as he absentmindedly caresses your skin, his touch keeping you warm despite the nighttime chill.
He finally makes a turn down a dirt road that winds around until you’re in a remote part of the woods. Up head, enclosed in a small wrought iron gate you see a cottage.
It’s nestled among a tapestry of vibrant flowers, their colors standing out against the veiled darkness. The silvery moonlight casts long, shadowy silhouettes upon its aged, timbered walls.
Amidst the dense foliage, the somber atmosphere is intensified by the interplay of moonbeams filtering through the twisted branches above, casting a haunting glow upon the colorful petals of the blooms.
Flickering candlelight softly illuminates the cottage’s small, latticed windows and adds a touch of ethereal beauty, inviting and beckoning you inside.
“Oh, Bucky!” you exclaim, your eyes wide. “I can’t wait to see the inside!”
James chuckles, squeezing your leg before he removes his hand and opens the driver side door. He rounds the car and helps you out, taking your hand on his elbow as he walks you down the small brick pathway to the door.
“I can smell the roses,” you whisper, closing your eyes on an inhale.
You sigh quietly, stopping to grasp a stem and press the fragrant petals to your nose.
James watches you, remaining quiet as you take in every little detail of the cottage before stepping into the doorway.
He stares, his blue eyes darkening as he takes you in.
Your bright sundress is a stark contrast to the deep, dark wood of the cottage and the vibrancy of your aura creates a captivating scene.
James steps closer, his large body caging you against the door.
“You’re a vision,” he whispers. “Like a ray of pure sunshine.”
He procures a rose, out of nowhere, and twirls it between his fingers before he glides the silky petals along your collarbone.
When he lifts it to your nose, you let the softness and sweet fragrance fill your senses then take it between your fingers.
His fingertips trace the neckline of your dress, a slow, sensual claiming before moving to the thin strap at your shoulder. He toys with it, letting it slide down so his fingers can continue their perusal.
Your eyelashes flutter along your cheeks and your grasp tightens around the rose’s stem, causing you to prick your thumb on a hidden thorn, drawing blood.
“Ow,” you hiss, lifting your hand to your mouth.
James grabs your wrist, gently, but as he watches the small drop of blood trickle down your finger his grip tightens ever so slightly.
“I’m ok,” you assure him, thinking he’s reacting because you’re in pain.
“Doll,” he murmurs, his eyes locked on yours as he slowly brings your finger to his lips.
You let out a small gasp when his cold lips touch your skin, his tongue tracing the tip of your thumb to lick it clean of blood.
A delicate and tingling warmth radiates through your body from the contact, spreading like an electric current through your brain. As if James senses your response he growls low and deep before releasing your thumb and dragging you into his chest.
His embrace is warm despite the chill left in the air and you melt against him, still pressed along the door, his large body a welcome weight.
“You taste exquisite,” he breathes out as he dips his head.
His lips brush yours, softly at first, like a whisper. You feel yourself falling, consumed by him in a way that leaves you wanting and desperate for more, for anything he will give you.
With every passing second your heart beats faster and the kiss loses its gentleness and becomes more urgent.
“Please James,” you find yourself saying, begging.
His lips trail across your jaw as his hand slides up your body, stopping just at the base of your neck. He pulls away to look you in the eyes, the familiar blue of his own shining brightly against the darkness that surrounds you.
The pad of his thumb grazes along the column of your throat, your pulse beating wildly beneath his touch, until it presses under your chin and he tilts your head back, exposing your neck to him.
In the eerie stillness of the moonlit forest, shadows dance across the splashes of colored foliage and the air is thick with anticipation. You stand out against the dusky backdrop of the cottage, your bright dress barely dimmed by the encroaching dark.
Time slows and even the rustle of leaves fades away as he brings his lips closer, sharp fangs protruding before they delicately scrape over your skin.
You tremble with a whisper of his name and as his fangs pierce your skin the taste of your blood awakens his senses in a way he’s never experienced before. It’s intoxicating, igniting an overwhelming rush of emotions.
Even as your body is drained of life it comes alive with a mix of pleasure and vulnerability and in this fleeting moment you surrender to his embrace.
He savors every drop and with every taste he binds you in an eternal bond.
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pedroshotwifey · 1 month
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Alone Always
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Pairing: Din Djarin x gn!reader
Genre: Angst
Prompt: "You shouldn't have done that."
Word count: 824
Tags/warnings: unrequited pining/obsession, mentions of sex, no physical description of reader, physical violence out of self defense, grinding, self-deprecation/depressive thoughts, hurt, no comfort, no happy ending
A/N: This is my addition to @iamasaddie's color writing challange! It's a super cute idea and I can't wait to see everyone else's fics!
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Your entire body is buzzing, your head foggy with lust. You’re sitting on Mando’s lap in his bunk, fucking finally. You’ve been pining after him since you joined him to help around the Crest, and now you know he’s been pining after you, too. 
Either that, or he’s just bored. You really don’t want to think about it, but there’s a sinking feeling in your stomach despite your excitement that’s telling you that’s why he gave in. He’s bored and lonely and you’re too easy not for him to have. 
He doesn’t seem to be super enthusiastic about being with you, per say, but rather about being with someone in general. Though enthusiastic might be a little too, well, enthusiastic to describe the way he’s acting. You’re not special to him, and you know it deep inside, no matter how much it hurts or keeps you awake at night. 
He’s told you as much, told you that he’s not interested in a relationship, much less so a relationship with you. You’d cried yourself to sleep that night, but told yourself that he just doesn’t want to let himself love something so soon after the loss of his son. 
That’s why you stop the tears from welling now, and instead force yourself to keep grinding down over his hardening cock. It hurts so damn much to be unwanted, but it seems that you’ve known so much of that in your life thus far, that it’s easier to shake it off and convince yourself that it’s for another reason.
“Waited for you, Mando,” you breathe as you pull yourself tighter to him. Your arms are wrapped around his neck, and his are planted for stability on the cot behind him. “Wanted you for so long.” You plant a kiss on the armor covering his chest, protecting his heart. 
He says nothing as you continue your movement, telling yourself over and over again not to take it personally. But as your heart clenches, you wish that you had beskar of your own to hide it for you. It’s seen enough hurt to deserve such a shield. 
Suddenly, Mando moves his hands to grip your waist, wordlessly flipping you around. He lays you on your back and starts to unbutton your pants. He watches his fingers work instead of looking at your face. You wonder for a moment if he understands how badly you want him, and how much you hate yourself for it. Hate yourself for being needy and annoying and lonely. You just want to feel loved, at least desired for a little while, and if this is the only way he’ll grant it to you, so be it. 
He starts to peel your pants from your legs, pulling them away and tossing them on the floor behind him before crawling over you and unzipping his own pants. He still doesn’t spare you a glance, looking anywhere but in your eyes. Like you’re absolutely nothing. 
You don’t know why the hurt turns to frustration so quickly, but it does, and there’s not much you can do about it. Your hands fly up to his helmet just as he gets his zipper undone. You only have the intention to grab hold of him to get him to look at you, but you understand how that looks really bad as his own hands snap up to grab yours in a crushing grip. 
You yelp as he grasps your fingers so hard that they feel like they’re bruising against each other. Tears spring to your eyes, but you know that it’s as much from the internal pain as it is from your hands. You’re so desperate for attention, to be wanted, that you just don’t fucking think. 
He holds you there for a second, watching without emotion as your tears start to overflow. You don’t know how to tell him that it’s not what it looks like without sounding even more pathetic than you already do. 
“You shouldn’t have done that,” his deep, gravelly voice comes from the modulator.” 
“I know, Mando, I-I’m sorry,” you sob gently. You wish more than anything that he could feel what you’re feeling right now and just understand. But you know that he can’t, and even if he could, he wouldn’t. You’re nothing to him—why should he care? It doesn’t matter how full of shame and regret you are. 
He releases you after what feels like another ten minutes passes, feeling coming back to your numb hands as he backs away, pulls up his zipper, and starts walking away. Your cries become audible, panic setting in as you realize that you’re once again going to be left alone. 
“I’m dropping you off at the next stop,” he tosses coldly over his shoulder. “Get your things packed.” 
You just lay there in defeat, tears streaming down your cheek as heavily as the ache weighing in your heart, as the door shuts behind him.
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qdbs-writes · 1 year
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May I have a slightly strange request?  Raiden and Fujin's reaction to their crush suddenly saying "God save Johnny Cage" (the reader and Cage are friends and this phrase just escaped by chance and was not even intended for anyone in particular)
nonny, i promise you this is like the least strange thing i've had in my inbox lately
Fujin and Raiden React To Their Crush Saying "God Save Johnny Cage"
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It was like any other day in the Sky Temple, or, as normal as the Sky Temple could be. In the last few weeks, you'd been setting up your friendly neighbourhood Shinto deities with some more modern Earthrealm technology, the latest edition being a TV. It was nothing fancy, an old Goodmans 1408 that you had lying around. The real challange was hooking it up to modern channels. After some percussive maintenance, you tune the CRT TV to a talk show featuring Johnny Cage. The storm brothers gathered behind you, enchanted by the flickering screen you had brought to life for them. The interview itself was relatively dull, with Johnny being asked about his latest movie or suspected liasions with other Hollywood actors. It was until the interviewer mentioned one of Johnny's costars, an actor who'd been publicly outed as transgender, and asked if Johnny could ever work with the 'dirty, immoral liar' again. The three of you watch as Johnny begins to shout at the interviewer, screaming that they had no right to say that about his costar. The arguement continues until Johnny punches the interviewer across the jaw, before turning to the camera crew and live audience to speak about the importance of trans rights. But he could only get a few words in before the program cuts off, with a 'We Are Experiencing Technical Difficulties' message. The storm Gods share a look while you nod your head proudly. "God save Johnny Cage." you mutter. You didn't have time to think about the nuances of what you had said in front of the two Gods, but decided that it was more amusing to let them come to their own conclusions.
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Fujin
Recently Fujin had been building up the courage to reveal his feelings towards you. He was sure of how he felt but painfully unsure of how to go about it. He had asked his brother, Raiden, who was little help. He had even asked other Earthrealmers, although he did his best to hide your identity as the object of his affections.
Fujin knew one thing, that if he couldn't tell you, then he absolutely couldn't tell any of your friends, what if they stepped in? What if they said something to you that gave you a bad opinion of him? What if someone stole your heart first?
There were far too many ways it could all go terribly wrong. And now he was even more confused. "God save Johnny Cage", what did those words mean? Well he knew what they meant, but why would you say them?
Fujin was a god, did you want him to save Johnny? If that were the case, Johnny didn't seem to be in any danger. If you really cared that much about Johnny, maybe it's time Fujin confessed his feelings for you before it's too late.
When the two of you are alone, Fujin will drop to his knee dramatically, "I vow to protect Johnny Cage for you, because since the day we met, I have loved you, and I will do all in my power to make you happy, even if you love another."
Fujin emotionally braces, expecting rejection, but instead hears your delighted squeals as you wrap your arms around him, saying how you love him too, pressing soft kisses to his cheek.
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Raiden
For the last few months, Raiden had been delicately calculating how to best start a relationship with you. Part of that was navigating how you felt about others, and if he had any competition to worry about.
From what he had seen, your relationship with Johnny Cage was platonic at best. But Johnny was also more experienced in courting techniques and had succeeded in gaining many partners over his short, mortal lifetime.
Raiden's heart sinks at the idea that perhaps Cage's charm had reached you through the television, ensnaring you enough to make you say "God save Johnny Cage".
He knew the meaning behind that saying, he wasn't a complete fool. To ask a god to save someone was a verbal decleration of your devotion to someone, your pride in them, how you wish their lives to be long and happy.
Weren't all those things the sum of love? Those were certainly all the things Raiden wished for you. For you to suddenly feel this way towards Cage... The only explaination was the TV, clearly a cursed device that you must be protected from.
Que Raiden launching the TV over the nearest balcony when you aren't looking, if you ask where it went, Raiden will feign ignorance and instead invite you for a walk in the gardens, offering his arm for you to take.
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angelltheninth · 9 months
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I’m sorry I’m making another horny request-
Desperate, loud, rough, vocal sex with Diluc cause HDJSJSJDJKW
Never say sorry for your horny requests Anon.
Pairing: Diluc x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, loud sex, dick riding, kissing, dirty talk, sneaking away, vocal!Diluc
A/N: Horny requests are always welcome here.
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Looking back, teasing Diluc during work hours turned out to be an amazing idea, it was the only way you could get him so riled up to actually drag your ass into the supply closet
"Think you're funny?" Without much hesitation he pressed your hand against his erection, letting you feel how warm he is over his pants, "You better be ready to take all of this. I'm not going out there with a hard-on."
No complains from you, you always wanted him, "Horny little mess for me. Fuck." There was a puddle in your underwear already
All his talk meant nothing, his bravado was gone as soon as his cock was enveloped in your tight walls
There wasn't much in the supply closet he could sit on beside a crate, he didn't have much faith in his legs once you hopped on his dick
"So good, darling, keep it up. I need you, so fucking bad, I need to... let it out. All in your womb." He couldn't keep quiet, whimpering, his cock slotting perfectly into your cunt, "Yeah, like that, all of it. Mmm, ride me, ride me, let me hear what your cunt sounds like when its taking all this cock."
Vocal, unhinged, desperate Diluc was your favorite, to see your normally calm boyfriend this needy and enjoying what you were doing so much
You could have let him moan if you were all lone, as much as he wanted, as loud as he wanted but there was a risk now
Someone could have heard him, if they walked in they would see Diluc balls deep inside you, "Then maybe you should shut me up." Diluc challanged and you met him half-way, swallowinh his sounds
And just in time for your pussy to take the warm load of his cum
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