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kawaiithinglover · 1 year

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Chapter two

Tw: mention of killing someone, naked body (drawing by Xavier) smut, and horny Xavier

Tw: dirty talk, fingering, blind fold, overstimulation, slapping, degradation?, and mention on slut, whore, and cumdump

Pronouns are she/her

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It was morning time and you weren't looking forward to it. You keep on thinking about Enid said about her 'crush' on Xavier. "I don't like him....I don't like him..." Y/n kept saying in her head not knowing Wednesday was reading her mind. "Now Y/n is going to be like mother and father" Wednesday whispered to herself. They all get up and go to their classes.

It was now lunch time and Y/n, Wednesday, Enid, Ajax, and Xavier were sitting together. "So...Enid....Will you come to the ReveN with me?" Ajax asked as Enid nodded with a big smile. "Finally she was getting in my nerves about you asking her to the dance" Y/n said as Wednesday nodded in agreement. Xavier was too busy looking at Y/n wondering what she would look like in a wedding dress instead.

"So....You and Tyler" Ajax said looking at Wednesday. "Me and Tyler what?" Wednesday asked. "You guys going to the RaveN with each other I heard" Ajax said while Enid gasp. "How did I not know about this!" Enid asked looking at Wednesday. "He asked me during one of my classes he gave me a note, I accepted and that's it" Wednesday said while Y/n gave her a look.

"Y/n did you know?" Enid asked as Y/n shook her head no. "Was you planning on telling me?" Y/n said looking at Wednesday. "I would if I wanted to buy I didn't say anything. So I wasn't planning on telling you." Wednesday said. Y/n just looked at her sister with a glare if Tyler was at the same table as Y/n she could kill him.

"I know what you're thinking Y/n don't try to kill Tyler" Wednesday said as Y/n just rolled her eyes. "Okay it's almost time to go back to our dorms" Enid said looking at the time. "I'm going back now goodbye." Y/n said as she left. "I'm going too bye guys!" Xavier said as he left. "That's suspicious..... That's weird...." Enid said.

Y/n made it to her dorm that was shared with her sister Wednesday and her 'friend' Enid. Xavier made it back to his but more horny. He made a drawing of Y/n naked body and made it come to life. He then took his c*ck out and started pumping it.

But with Y/n she was sadly talking to Enid about Ajax asking her out. "Like he asked me to the RaveN right in front of y'all! I was surprised that you and Wednesday weren't gagging about that." Enid said to you. "We didn't gag because we weren't even listening to you in the first place" Y/n said. "Oh..." Enid said looking down sad but not letting it show.

"Anyways it's now two more days before that RaveN!" Enid said excited. "Yeah it is" Y/n said rolling her eyes. "Why do you hate the RaveN so much?" Enid asked Y/n. "Because it's just a dance and everyone is so excited about it. Second why does it have to be dancing. And third I'd rather leave then dance" Y/n said as Enid just nods.

"Plus it's just some silly dance that's all" Y/n then said again. "Oh come on! Be a little happy that Xavier is taking you!" Enid said with a smile but Y/n turned at her giving her a death stare. "First I don't like happiness, second I will never be happy, and third I don't care about who is taking me because I didn't want to go" Y/n said.

"Oh come on Y/n! You like Xavier and Xavier likes you! It's not hard to notice that. Even Bianca noticed, not just her everybody notice!" Enid said spilling the tea. "Well they are all wrong Enid" Y/n said. "Oh really?" Enid asked smirking. "Yes! I don't like him!" Y/n yelled getting frustrated. "Okay, okay, calm down" Enid said as Y/n calm down.

"Can you leave me alone about Xavier Enid? Because it's getting on my nerves and you're making me wanna kill you" Y/n said giving Enid a death glare. "Oh! Sure I'll stop" Enid said nervously. As soon as Y/n was about to say something else a knock was heard. Like always Y/n go answer the door and again it Xavier.

"I need to talk to you Y/n" Xavier said as Y/n again just nodded. Xavier then took Y/n to his dorm which Ajax isn't there because Xavier asked him to stay somewhere else for the night. "What do you need?" Y/n asked Xavier as they walked in his dorm and he locked the doors and stuff. Xavier then pushes Y/n on the bed and stands over her.

"Xavier what are you doing?" Y/n asked as he blind folded her. "Something that I always wanted to do" Xavier said as he took off her night clothes. He then saw how wet her pussy was and put a finger in. "ahhh~" Y/n moaned out as Xavier smirk. "Look at you so wet my finger went in easily." Xavier said as he started thrusting his finger in Y/n pussy.

He started to go faster and faster in Y/n pussy as she felt something in her stomach. "O-oh...... I--I--can't..... I--I-- feel something" Y/n said. Xavier just smirk and went faster as Y/n head hit the pillow and cum spilled from her pussy. "It felt good...." Y/n said as Xavier stopped moving his finger after she got done cumming.

Xavier then licks his finger that had Y/n cum on his finger. "You're so wet my cock and just go straight into you with no pain" Xavier said as he slid his cock into Y/n pussy. "Ahhh~!" Y/n moan feeling Xavier cock deep inside of her. Xavier started moving fast and taking Y/n blind fold off. "Yeah you like that slut? You like it fast whore?" Xavier asked while Y/n nodded yes not able to form words.

"Awe I'm fucking you so hard you can't form words huh?" Xavier asked as he went even faster. "Y-yes...." Y/n moans out feeling a tight knot in her stomach. "Yeah have to cum....You gotta cum huh slut?" Xavier asked as Y/n nodded. "Well you're not going to cum until I say so" Xavier said going harder in Y/n pussy. "O-oh pl-pl-ease! Let me cum!" Y/n said as she has to cum so badly.

"No you cum when I tell you to cum and that's not going to happen anytime soon. Your my cumdump and I will cum in you whenever I want" Xavier said back as Y/n kept babbling about wanting to cum.

It's been about 3 hours and Xavier still didn't let Y/n cum at all. Y/n is now in tears and looking like she got fucked so dumb. But with Wednesday and Enid in their mind they are wondering about what Y/n is doing with Xavier. "If he hurts my sister I will kill him" Wednesday throught.

After some while Xavier let Y/n cum as her eyes rolled back, back aching, and toe curdling orgasm. Even after that Y/n was able to make it back to the dorm without no one knowing, nobody seeing her, and not even waking up Enid and Wednesday. Y/n for the first time smiled to herself as she got back in her bed.

"That was the best...." Y/n thought as she finally went to sleep. But with Xavier he couldn't sleep because he was thinking about how vulnerable Y/n was when he was fucking her for like 3-4 hours straight.

I wanna give credit to Saraheartsxavier!From telling me how to do stuff on Tumblr like adding tags for people to read your blog and other good, and important stuff. So I wanna give a big thank you to her!

You can repost and use my stuff but ask me first before you do that. (You can only if I get the credit for my work because I will just say yes anyways)

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fan-fantasies · 1 year

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A Little Push

Warnings?: drug use (weed), I think that's it.

A/N: woah, I'm alive. It's crazy. It's been rough wanting to write literally anything, but here I am. Heather and I have been hyping each other up like crazy so I'm super excited. Just as a fair warning, this is not proof read, I'm super lazy and just don't want to. Regardless, I do hope you guys enjoy this, it was fun to write. -Breezy

Vermont was always lovely this time of the year, the leaves would change and the true beauty of nature would emerge for a small portion of time before winter would come along. You'd lived in Vermont for the majority of your life, having met your best friend, Heather, at a young age. She was the main reason you knew you weren't alone.

It was hard growing up being different, even if it was fairly easy to hide, but kids were ruthless and they were always willing to spill the tea to anyone who would listen. Nevermore was the one place you knew would be best for you, even after high school, a university for those who were different made you feel at ease. Though, even at a place full of outcasts, you couldn't help but feel different. As a siren, it was almost certain that you would have the confidence of God and the charm of an enchantress/enchanter, but you had found it very difficult to rise to those expectations.

Bianca was a prime example of who most people believed you should be. Everything about her is beautiful, her skin, her eyes, she just radiated beauty and honestly you envied her.. Maybe that’s why you never really spent time with the others, instead hanging out with Heather and the other gorgans. All of them were chill, never expected much, plus they were extremely funny. The notorious stoners were fun to watch as they got high, hell, it was fun to join them on occasion. They were just so excepting. Maybe that was why you and Ajax had gotten so close. To Heather it was pretty apparent you had a thing for him, you of course denied that. Even if you did, dating had never been in the cards. Being an outcast does that to you.

"Dude, come on," Heather began, "just ask him to hang out, hell, ask him if he wants to smoke a joint with you. He won't think twice about it." She rolled her eyes, "plus, he'd be hanging out with you and I know for a fact he'd never turn that down."

You sigh, putting your head down on the table you were currently sitting at. "Don't say that, you'll get my hopes up," you grunt, "no one ever wants to hang out with me, besides you." You whisper.

You hear Heather sigh in what you thought was defeat. You were wrong.

"Ajax! Come here!" She shouted causing your head to snap up, now looking in the direction of where she called. Sure enough Ajax came jogging over.

"Hey Heather, what's up?" His eyes met yours, "y/n, hey." He nervously said.

Before you could speak, Heather responded, "Y/n wants to hangout and have smoke, you in?" The way she said it was calm, forward but not in a pushy way.

You watched as a smile grew on his face, "Hell yeah, mine or yours?

You swallowed, "Y-Yours?" You stammer bewildered that he agreed.

"Great, stop by a little later." You respond with a simple nod before he walked off. You sat there stupefied, did that really just happen?

"Told you." Heather smirked, her arms crossed over her chest.

"I can't believe you."

She laughed, "I think the word you're looking for is, thank you." She teased.

Your expression must have shown your anxiety, Heather's face softened.

"Look, I know it's hard to believe someone other than me would want to hang out with you. Let's be honest, I'm not the most social butterfly either, like I legit could turn people to stone but please," she began, "give him a chance, at least be his friend." She begged. You listened to your friend, you'd been through everything together and you knew she'd never do anything to hurt you.

You nod, "okay, I will. Thank you."

She smiled, "Now, how about we go back to yours and get you ready for your date." She teased.

The hours leading up to meeting up with Ajax seemed to drag out causing anxiety to bubble up inside of you. You were finally gonna hang out with Ajax, alone. The idea of all of this made your heart flutter, it was finally happening. You'd snuck out of your dorm, down the long, and seemingly endless, corridors towards his room. When you arrived, you knocked softly hoping to not alert anyone around.

The door swung open with haste, Ajax stood there in his casual clothing with a small smile on his face.

"Hey come in," he spoke as he stepped aside letting you enter. He had some quiet music playing in the background, nothing that you recognized though.

"Did you kick Xavier out?" You joke, seeing as though it's just him.

Ajax rubbed the back or his neck, "would you believe me if I said no?"

You laugh softly, "no." You admit. He chuckled softly, not speaking again. He motioned you over to his side of the room, "make yourself at home, I'll go get a joint for us."

You hesitated before slowly walking over to his desk, taking a seat in his desk chair. You could hear him shuffling around, opening and closing drawers before coming back over. He had everything ready to go, he must have prepared ahead of time.

"What, you don't wanna sit with me?" He joked with a smirk before he flopped on his bed.

You felt your cheeks heat up but you nervously laughed, "Buy me dinner first." You threw back. A wide grin spread on his face, one that even the Cheshire cat would be proud of.

"Maybe after." He winked before motioning you over. You comply, standing from your current seat and making your way to his bed, now sitting across from him.

He took the first step, lighting the joint and taking a few shirt puffs before offering it to you. You carefully take it from him, bringing it to your lips and inhaling. The familiar burn filled your lungs as you held the smoke in for a few moments,then allowing yourself to relax before exhaling. You take another hit before handing it back to Ajax. The atmosphere was comfortably silent, the both of you just enjoying each other's presence.

"I'm really glad you wanted to hang out." He admitted before taking another puff.

You glanced over at him, "really? I know I technically didn't ask but I've wanted to hang out. We don't get to just hang out together, usually Heather or Xavier are with us." You ramble looking at your hands.

He chuckled, "you're right," he began, "which is why I'm glad." He explained.

You take another drag before responding, "I never thought you'd want to," you blurt, traces of smoke passing by your lips.

His eyebrows knit together, clearly confused, "why's that?" He questioned curiously.

You weren't sure how to respond, you sat in silence for a moment.

"If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. Just know, whatever it is, you can trust me." He mentions calmly.

Your mind began to swirl with thoughts, you weren't sure if it was the weed finally starting to take effect.

"It's just," you begin, "I've never been good around people, Heather's always been my only friend since we were kids." You explain.

"You've known Heather for that long?" He pressed.

You smile softly, "Yeah, we grew up together, lived in the same city in this wonderfully cold state." You tell him, "it's kinda crazy to think about." You giggle. "But she's been the only friend I've had, once my abilities as a siren began to show most people avoided me. As sirens, I would say we are pretty charismatic but I've never seen myself as that."

Ajax remained quiet as he listened to you.

"Hence why I don't really hang around with the other sirens. I consider myself an outcast among outcasts."

Ajax shook his head, "well, if it makes you feel any better, I'd say you're the better of them." He put the, now finished, blunt in the ashtray, "in fact, I'd say you're the most attractive of them." He admits.

You felt your heart stop, had you heard him right? "W-what?" You stammer looking at him.

He lit another joint, "Yeah, I think you're beautiful " He clarifies before putting the joint between his lips. You look at him, taking in his features, his gorgeous eyes, kissable lips and the few unmissable snakes that would peek out from his beanie. It was a few moments before he noticed you looking at him.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing… I just…" You stammer, "can I kiss you?" You ask, having a sudden burst in confidence. Thank you weed.

He didn't hesitate, he placed the joint in the ashtray before moving it. You scoot closer to him, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. You were nervous, and clearly so was he. You decided to just take the leap, closing the distance between the two of you, your lips brushing against each other. Your heart was hammering against your ribs as he pressed his lips now firmly against yours. The kiss was slow, warm, it sent electricity through your body. It was a strange feeling, but not anything you were against. It was clear Ajax was a bit hesitant, you weren't sure if it was nerves or something else, regardless you couldn't help but let out a giggle before pulling away. You could see the faint blush on his cheeks, his eyes slightly glazed over due to the effects of the weed. A dorky smile grew on his face, he didn't speak for a few moments.

"Please tell me we can do that again."

You laugh, "Yeah, I'd like that "

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rose-bookblood · 2 months

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The Witch and the Beast | WIP Intro

Genre: fantasy retelling, romance, post-apocalyptic steampunk

Target: NA

Setting: our world, France; centuries in the future

POV: multi (mainly 2), 3rd person limited, past tense

Themes: family, guilt & forgiveness, trauma, oppression, power

Logline: In an attempt to save her father's life, 21-year-old Rosebelle offers herself as prisoner to the king of a forgotten realm, cursed to remain a half-human, half-wolf beast.

Literal logline: Disaster bisexual falls in love with sad wet dog (literally) while juggling his nosy siblings and practicing witchcraft.

Inspiration: various iterations of Beauty and the Beast and other fairytales

CW: violence, gore, death, descriptions of corpses, blood drinking, trauma & depression, sexual harassment, self-hate & implied self-harm (no physical injuries)

Hi, folks! After ages, I'm finally introducing this project I've been mentioning for months! It really shouldn't have taken me this long to post this, but I'm a busy perfectionist.

The best way I can describe TWATB is if Once Upon a Time and The Vampire Diaries had a child. Hopefully a better written one. It's mainly a Beauty and the Beast retelling, but in book 1 you can see hints of other fairytale characters and, in book 2, all new characters come from different stories. Yes, it is a series, it seems I'm physically unable to write standalones.

Plot

After a nuclear war set technology back and filled Earth's atmosphere with gas clouds that black out the sun, vampires came out of the shadows and subjugated the humans.

Rosebelle Fortier wishes to escape the small French village where she lives, unable to pursue her thirst for knowledge and tormented by a vampire who wants to make her his. Ro's wish comes true with a catch when she offers herself as prisoner to a half-human, half-wolf Beast and his siblings to save her father's life.

Before he angered the wrong witch, Adam ruled the Kingdom of Alsace. Now, he's a monster trapped in his own castle and by a curse that will only break if he learns to love and be loved back. Time is ticking by and, even when a girl stumbles on his path, Adam knows there's no hope: no one will ever love a beast.

As a hidden threat forms, Ro and Adam must come into their own power and fall in love, all before time runs out.

Characters

(* means a character appears in book 2)

Rosebelle Fortier

she/her

the Beauty

bookworm with a thirst for knowledge

curiosity killed the cat etc. etc.

may or may not become a witch

disaster bisexual

Adam d'Alsace

he/him

the Beast

a literal sad wet dog

(he's a werewolf)

(he's also depressed)

currently stuck in a hybrid form

François Guérin

he/him

the Avenant/Gaston

nasty musty crusty dusty

old as fuck vampire

spends his days harassing Ro

Delphine d'Alsace

she/her

eldest sister syndrome

forever plagued by guilt

Ro & Adam's matchmaker

this || close to losing it at all times

Julien d'Alsace

he/him

wishes his family did something to fix the situation

be gay do crime

grumpy but there's no sunshine (yet)

perpetually on the verge of spilling all the tea to Ro

Véronique d'Alsace

she/her

moody teenager

trans & aromantic

wants to be left alone with her garden and books

she and Adam connect on a depression level

Charlotte d'Alsace

she/her

definitely undiagnosed ADHDer

aromantic

a ball of sunshine

loves running around the castle gardens in wolf form

Bianca Chen Hildebrandt*

she/her

the Snow White

princess of the Kingdom of Germany

lesbian

her stepmother turned her into a vampire against her will

is now leading a rebellion

Astrid Morgenstern*

she/her

the Sleeping Beauty

Bianca's loyal knight (in a totally heterosexual way)

pansexual

is currently. you guessed it. asleep

Sebastiano Falconieri*

he/him

the Captain Hook

unsurprisingly, a pirate

bisexual

Italian pride let's gooo

stuck on a magical prison island

Setting

Like I mentioned in the plot, TWATB is set in an unspecified future, after a nuclear war. As a consequence, the planet is cocooned by a thick cover of gas clouds that block all sunlight. Vampires, who had previously been considered a myth, came out of hiding and started ruling over the humans. Besides that unfortunate implication, lack of sunlight also means the climate is colder and living conditions are dire. The story is set in France, but now it looks like Siberia.

The war also set technology back a couple centuries, before the discovery of electricity. There's gas lamps, railroads (not many, because, y'know, lots of ice and snow), zeppelins. And, of course, I couldn't resist the steampunk/Victorian aesthetic.

But that's not all! Even though I'm not sure how much will come across in book 1, since it's set at the castle for 90% of the time, there's more to the setting than "steampunk but cold". I've built a vampire-centric society with its own rules and spent a bunch of time researching what effects the absence of direct sunlight would have, to make everything as realistic as possible.

This is all for now. Hope this "new" project piqued your interest!

— Rose

Taglist: (lmk to be added)

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#wip introduction #wip intro #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writers of tumblr #writing community #wip: the witch and the beast #oc: rosebelle fortier #oc: adam d'alsace #oc: françois guérin #oc: delphine d'alsace #oc: julien d'alsace #oc: véronique d'alsace #oc: charlotte d'alsace #oc: bianca chen hildebrandt #oc: astrid morgenstern #oc: sebastiano falconieri

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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years

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The Cookie Jar: A Growing Pains Drabble

Summary: You attempt to scold your husband for using a colorful euphemism during your earlier conversation with the girls. Takes place right after the events in The Announcement. Andy Barber x Black!Reader, Bianca Barber, Katrina Barber

Warnings: Fluff, Protective Andy Barber, Anxious Andy Barber, Smut, Dominant Reader, Pregnant Reader, Cursing, Light Cum Play, Face Slapping (light), Light Daddy Kink, Jamie Fraser, Minors DNI

A/N: Written in part for @elle14-blog1 and @birdie-girl - Part of my Growing Pains Series. I look forward to everyone's feedback if you feel like giving it. All mistakes are my own.

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Previously in The Announcement…

“No, no, Y/N.” Your handsome husband stops you. “They’re making some valid points. Can I just tell you both that you have made Daddy so happy right now? Because you’re right. Boys are completely, totally, and unequivocally gross.”

You turn to stare at your man, who’s eyes have since glossed over with…was that joy?

“Which is exactly why you don’t ever need to date. Because these gross boys are only ever after one thing.” See, it was times like these when you worried about Andrew Barber.

“What thing?”

“Yeah! Whaa’ fing?”

Andy looks at you and then coughs into his big fist. “They, uh, um. All boys, um.” He coughs again. “They all want access to the cookie jar.”

Both your girls appear confused.

“But we no have cookie jars, Daddy.” Bianca informs him.

“Good.” He growls before turning to look at you. “Please do everything in your power to ensure that it stays that way.

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Later that night…

“I still can’t believe he said that to them.” You mumble under your breath as you begin to tie up your hair for the night. “What the hell was that man thinking?”

“What was who thinking?” The subject of your ire asks as he strolls into your bedroom.

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yes, Andrew, you.”

Confused, he comes up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist. “What I’d do now, baby girl?”

“You, husband, told our two daughters that all boys are gross and only after their…their cookie jars.” You turn to face him. “Now, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“What?” Andy simply shrugs his broad shoulders. “I told them the truth – that boys are nothing but trouble and that they should stay away from them.” He offers you an unapologetic smile. “Forever.”

Pulling away, you roll your eyes so hard that you almost lose them in the back of your head.

“Come on, Y/N. Who better to warn them about the dangers of boys than me? Afterall, it’s my job to protect my Bianca Boo and KitCat from unnecessary threats.”

“You do realize that you are a boy, right?” Sometimes you really did worry about your husband and his overprotectiveness, especially when it came to you and the girls. Andy takes off his shirt and tosses it in the direction of the hamper. He misses, of course.

“So? That just makes me an expert in all cookie-related matters. These grubby little delinquents –”

“Honey, please remember that we’re talking about little children. Like five years of age and younger, okay?” Your fingers go to pinch the bridge of your nose.

God, grant me the patience.

“Fine. Whatever. But I’m telling you, these prepubescent hoodlums want what they want when they want it. Today it’s juice boxes and animal crackers, but tomorrow it could be some slap and tickle. Mark my words.”

What? Who the hell says slap and tickle these days?

“So, since you’re suddenly willing to spill all of the tea I guess that kind of makes you the exception here, huh?” You scoff as you go to pick up the discarded garment.

“Yep.” Your man scrubs a big hand over his beard before traipsing into the bathroom to brush his teeth. “It sure does, Y/N. Because, I wanted all of you from the moment I first laid eyes on you. I was after the whole package, baby girl. Not just your cookie. Or should I call it your honeypot?”

You stare at his shirtless, sculpted body as he takes care of his business at the sink.

“My honeypot?” Your hands go to your hips. “Please tell me you haven’t been –”

“Reading up on my competition, Jamie Fraser? You’re damned right I have. All your lusting after a fictional highlander has me ready to invest in a fucking kilt and set of bagpipes to keep you interested.” He wipes his mouth with a towel and winks at you.

“You planning to dye your hair and speak with a Scottish accent too while you’re at it, sweetheart?”

Jesus, you needed to find your dog-eared copies of Outlander and Dragonfly in Amber and hide them from your man.

“Aye, my bonnie wee lass.” He replies, tossing you another wink.

You sigh before sitting off the bed and toeing off your slippers. “As sexy as you sound, my love, we need to be preparing ourselves and the kids for the possibility that we might be bringing home a baby boy, or two."

“Or, fate is going to punish me by giving me more girls, ensuring that I never get a good night’s sleep ever again.”

“Oh my God, Andrew.” You fall backwards onto the covers. “And why exactly won’t you be sleeping?”

“Because all of my girls are beautiful. Bianca and Katrina are sure to be knockouts, just like their Mama.” His big body is suddenly looming over your own. “And none of them will be allowed to date until well after they’re married and – you know what? Scratch that. I’m sticking with the whole convent idea.”

And now your man is on top of you, his soft lips claiming yours. His tongue sweeps into your mouth, tempting and teasing as he does. Groaning, he pulls away and rolls both of your bodies so that you’re now resting atop his brawny chest.

Fuck, your man always smelled so good. Like cedar and bergamot and something else altogether uniquely Andy.

“But once again, I would like to remind you that we could also be saddled with a pair of boys, you ridiculous man. And if that happens, I’m going to be stuck fending off throngs of rabid girls, but you don’t see me worrying.” Yet. “I’m not walking around mentally wringing my hands.” Yet.

“Your point?”

“My point, Andy Bear, is that you are an overprotective ogre." Sitting up, you move to straddle his hips, taking a moment to grind your bare pussy against his rapidly hardening length. “Which means it’s up to your dutiful wife to calm your anxious mind.”

Gripping his wrists, you tug them up over his head and instruct him to take hold of the headboard.

“Let go and I stop.” You slide even farther down his body before dipping one small hand into his shorts to free his thick cock from his boxers. Flashing him a wicked grin, you begin working him up and down, making sure to pay special attention to his glistening mushroom head. You watch him throw his head back against the pillows as you use your thumb to tease his crown. God, how you loved the sight and feel of his impressive body tensing beneath your own.

“Is that helping, Big Man? Are you starting to loosen up a bit?” You ask him as you whip your lavender nightie over your head, leaving your bouncing breasts bare to his deep blue gaze.

“Uh huh.” He growls as he watches you lewdly lick your palm before continuing to pump him up and down, using your saliva mixed with his precum as a natural lube.

“Need you to cum for me at least twice baby. Once on my tits, and then again in my tight little cunt.” Your free hand goes to toy with his heavy sac, gently squeezing and kneading as you do.”

“That’s right, Big Man. You’re gonna cum all over my fucking chest before you fill me up. Want you to mark me good, just like you did here.” You take a moment to rest your left hand on the gentle swell of your abdomen.

Andy’s eyes stray to your newly pregnant belly, his cock visibly twitching as he does. Your man loved you in all ways all of the time, but when you were pregnant…

Good luck keeping his hands off of you.

Of its own volition, your hand lightly smacks him in the face. “Hey, my tits are up here, sugar. Now if you want this wet ass pussy, you had better do as your told and –”

You let out a whine when a frustrated Andy lets go of the headboard and flips your bodies so that you’re once again trapped underneath him.

“No fair!” You pout. “I wasn’t done being in charge yet.”

“Quiet." He grunts, as he fists his dick and begins jerking himself off. You can tell he’s close. “I’m going to give you want you want little girl, right, ungh, fucking, shit, NOW!” Andy roars as he cums, painting your throat and chest with thick ropes of warm cum.

Breathing heavily, Andy leans down to kiss you, only to pause when he feels your hand wrap itself around his spent member once again.

“You interrupted my fun, Daddy. So I’m going to give you five minutes to recover before you make it up to me.”

“Whatever you want, baby girl.” He tells you as he begins to massage his seed into your heated flesh. “Whatever you want.”

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greypetrel · 10 months

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For the opinions meme - how about Varric, Krem, Zevran and Sten?

WOOOOH it's a lot! Thank you ask some more. 👀

SOOOO let's spill some tea, shall we. *crack knuckles*

Varric:

First impression: "Omg that's some chest hair." Of course. Nah it was like at first sight even without those, give me an unreliable sarcastic narrator and I'll be content.

Impression now: After reading some analyses and writing him... I still like him a lot as a character, but it's true that he's for sticking with the status quo and is terrified of changes, BUT he changes his mind if you push him enough (a lot), so that's ok. Leave Bianca dude seriously I'm suffering for your sake.

Favorite moment: The fake solo EPIC fight at Bartrand's. Iconic, you go man. Also, the descriptions on ships in Hard in Hightown without a hint of research. He just doesn't care and it works and it's a best seller. You go, Varric.

Idea for a story: I don't think anything about him will ever top the fic "Ask Varric" but I'd love to be proven wrong of course. (It's the fic I read when I'm sad it just sparks joy). I'd just love to see him coping with a Spirit Cole and learning that it's not the end of the world, he's still him. Alas I tend to focus more on my OCs. Maybe I'll try it one day or another, but it's not that day (and if you are reading this and find it a good prompt, be my guest, write it and please tag me)

Unpopular opinion: A centrist character that doesn't want change is actually a good counterpoint for Hawke.

Favorite relationship: *looks at DadWolf AU* AH-EHM. No, joking, I love a good fic that ships him with Cassandra.

Favorite headcanon: Bisexual in the closet, clearly had a one-night with Solas when they both got drunk I read the comic panels and listen LISTEN no homo bro

Krem:

First impression: I think I thought he looked very cool and had a very nice voice, I liked how professional he was and the dynamics of the Chargers from the start, the more he spoke the more I liked him.

Impression now: As above, I can't say much on how it was written but I like him very much as a character, I wish we saw more of him in game and that he was a romanceable option but alas

Favorite moment: I live for his dynamic with Bull they're just... The ultimate found family and they melt my little dark heart.

Idea for a story: Oh damn... Anything exploring his character more, honestly. I will be honest and say I'm not really shipping him with Maryden (I don't like Maryden much...?). Maybe something having him and Dorian in the same room. Add Fenris for the perfect Tevinter reunion and just dig in the chaos. Hateful Eight style. (Sorry Dor I don't think you're surviving this in one piece)

Unpopular opinion: Is there an unpopular opinion about Krem? No, I think my opinion on him are pretty average.

Favorite relationship: Chargers the ultimate Found Family all the way. With Bull, as in platonic. Or you know what. He makes plushies. Josie plays with them. KremxJosephine??? (it's farfetched and I really thought of it right now and with a beer in my belly. But...)

Zevran:

First impression: "Dude who gave you the assassin licence, Elmo?" No listen Zevran is the epitome of the character I like most. Cocky, histrionic, there for show, very charismatic. I was there and I liked him from the start.

Impression now: Same as above, it didn't change much. I only love him more after knowing all of it, he deserves all the love and praise he can get and some more.

Favorite moment: His recruitment is honestly an iconic epic fail come on what's there not to love. But also his banter with Alistair.

Idea for a story: I will write it sooner or later: Zevran and the Warden making spritz in the camp with what they could find/distill themselves. Listen, Antiva is Venezia, hence it's a SHAME that one of his gifts is not a glass of Spritz (the most typical cocktail from the... City or region I won't say or Ali will beat me with a newspaper if I get it wrong). In my mind the Dalish can and will distill alcohol with everything, as good old south mediterranean old people, the Arlathvens are basically a big reunion to share drinks. I will sooner or later write Alyra missing some good homemade liquor, him missing spritz, and the pair combining forces to recreate something with the resources they have. Raiding a tavern, Alyra distracts the host and Zevran slips behind the counter and steals Aperol.

Unpopular opinion: Not really an unpopular opinion but he's Italian not Spanish. The name also sounds from Veneto, if you read it with the accent on the a. Zevràn. It's me being picky, tho, I really don't have ANYTHING against people portraying him as Spanish and using Spanish for Antivan! I saw some very nice iterations. I don't think I have opinions about him that are really unpopular tho.

Favorite relationship: I'm a sucker for a good Zevalistair fic. I said it.

Favorite headcanon: Even in a platonic relationship, he still checks in regularly with his friends from the Blight. They all have a discount.

Sten:

First impression: I was pretty cold about him? Like ok, I'll free him just to piss the Nun off, but meh it sounds like a character I don't really like, too much a boring Paladin for me, meh.

Impression now: He likes cookies and he approves when you disagree with him? OMG I STAN *badum tsssss* Jokes beside, I think he's kind of… A missed chance? He's an interesting character and believe me I generally find his kind of character extremely boring, but… He doesn't have as much insight as the others have, it would have been nice to see more, have some more cut scenes with him or a more complex personal quest that wasn't just a "find the missing object".

Favorite moment: The cookie admission.

Idea for a story: Him and the Warden meeting again, with him as the Arishok. A good old reunion.

Unpopular opinion: I think the real missed chance in romancing a Qunari is not him but the Arishok in DA2 and I will die on this hill.

Favorite relationship: He and the Warden. Or with Morrigan.

Favorite headcanon: He didn't use "Kadan" for nothing, he sincerely had feels for the Warden.

#characters opinion meme #dragon age #varric tethras #krem aclassi #zevran arainai #sten dragon age

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saerins · 2 months

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I guess now that we got Eita x Y/N's story maybe give us more about Sae and Bianca ? Spill the tea pleaaaaseeee (if it's too much don't make it an extra chap but yk lmao)🫶🏼✨

ooooh idm !! idk if i’m gonna make it in time this week for a full chapter since the next one is pretty long :’) but gimme what you wanna know about them !! any moments etc

#or else i’ll just spin the wheel and see what i’m in the mood for >:)#mail : shiinobu-x !#re: priceless

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singingaboutwishingx · 2 years

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forever unhappy about alison brie being cast in the role but diane nguyen is just so relatable to me personally. like yes i like to write. yes i feel disconnected from my heritage. yes i want so desperately for me & others around me to be better that i hold high standards and then feel bad about holding those standards. yes i should be seeing a therapist.

anyway mad @ the casting director or smth but love u diane

#bianca spills the tea #bojack horseman

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toournextadventure · 1 year

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I feel like Birb has showered with everyone in the Scooby gang. Like not even in a weird way either, just as friends

Enid: has and will continue to shower with Birb because she likes scrubbing her wings and talking shit about other people or spilling tea with each other

Yoko: Can’t fucking shower with Birb because of her big ass wings. Plus, she finds the idea of showering with a sister figure odd. Baths, however, she will do as long as there is bubbles

Ajax: Has showered ONCE with Birb and they were both high as hell and Ajax accidentally stoned Birb and had a whole break down over it. Never again

Bianca: Doesn’t shower with her because she can’t stand the fish puns and jokes Birb says.

Kent: Loves showering with her because they always flex their muscles to see whos stronger

Divina: She’s 50/50 about it. She doesn’t like doing it but there’s times when she’ll run a bath for Birb and sit near her if Birb needs it

Wednesday: She isn’t to fond of showering with Birb. It always ends up with Wednesday getting smacked with her wings, or a heated make out session (maybe fucking). But Wednesday isn’t taking her chances to get knocked out of the shower because Birb dropped a shampoo bottle, scared herself, and her wings expanded.

(Birb would also be the one to “drop” the soap and be like “Oop, I dropped the soap, Wednesday ;)” )

🫐

No but this is exactly how it's gone down at least once in their lives. It's not sexual, it's not a weird thing, and honestly? Most of them probably happened because Birb was like "can you please clean the spot between my wings? :(" and how could anyone say no to that pitiful little face?

But then everyone realises what an absolute menace Birb is and only the bravest and strongest among them (Enid and Kent) have survived. And occasionally Wednesday, except she begrudgingly picks up the mantel again when she realises Birb isn't asking her to join anymore

(Birb is absolutely that person, they have even said it to the gang just to get their reaction. Yoko bitch slapped them into next week and Bianca pulled the "do it again and I'll tell your girlfriend" card)

#birb answers #🫐

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mkiss723 · 7 days

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LItG S8 Vol. X

Ep. 28-30

So we finally get to answer Jin’s question! Yay!! I really do think he was loyal too…

Aaaaand back to the drama. What Emel did was wrong and I think she is an awful friend for directing drama elsewhere just so she was out of the hot seat. 😤

And I’m off to sneak down to visit my Jin because I can’t resist him ❤️

He’s so cute 😊 I am glad he’s being nice to our couples. I think it’s a great idea and very nice to be respectful. Even though I want to snog his face off every time I see him 🤣

Good old Snog, Marry, Pie. I enjoy this game so much! So much drama! I love it!

Liam is such a tool! I can’t wait for his annoying ass to be dumped… it cannot come soon enough! Bea is such a sweetheart and so nice, she deserves so much better!

Well, I will need an explanation for this for sure…

I’m sure he didn’t crack on with anyone at this point, but I’m really curious what would make Hazel do that considering how sweet she is and doesn’t seem to have issues with anyone.

I am all for any gossip every this season, so yes Hari, tell me everything! Lol The fact that Sienna and other girl Bianca were shot down right away was super nice to hear (not surprised though because Jin is just amazing!) I am a bit shocked with Oakley because he stated that he disliked cheating, so the fact that he jumped in bed pdq with Felicity is weird. But whatever, Emel did the same thing. They must be meant for each other…

More gossip?! Yes please! Seriously all the couples are so messy at the moment! Which of course means it’s time for Couple Goals 2.0 🤣 this is going to be interesting!!

Again, Liam = 🙄

Aaaaaand again I’m eavesdropping on my two boys… damn this game making me spend money because I’m super nosy 🤣

Listening to them fight over me, ugh they are so cute making their points… and the fact that they came to a nice agreement and just want me to be happy 👍

More gossip! Oakley is definitely dropping in my books… doing bits with Sienna! Yuck. They both suck!

I like the fact that the public gets a vote this time round… can’t wait for more drama 🤣

ugh Liam is so irritating…

Yes, I agree with the couple that is being fake - because he’s my man, not yours!

Honestly didn’t know to pick for most compatible because no one is really at a great point currently…

Ha! Most annoying PERSON is definitely Liam, but I love Bea… so I agree with the public 🤣

No one on these current groups should get married! Lol

Don’t really agree on the best dressed couple either…

I am shocked with the fact that the public thinks Emel and Oakley have the best banter…

Of course we are the hottest couple 😘

Sexual chemistry… I agree with it even if I don’t think they are compatible

And oops…

Sorry Theo for spilling the tea, but I am enjoying the chaos this season and we really need to get everything out there. From everyone! But I won’t tell anyone who I got the juicy info from! At this point - everyone should realize that I’m not hiding anything from anyone 😅 maybe Emel was right that no secret is safe with me! Lol

• but honesty is super important y’all!!

I tried to leave with Jin the first time and he wouldn’t let me get in his suitcase so now there is no way I’d let him leave without me again ❤️ We are in this together!!

Uh also replayed for Max and his terrace scene is 🔥 and worth the ridiculous amount of 💎 just saying… 😉

I can’t wait for movie night 😏

I think this is my favorite season of Love Island so far… don’t make me regret that statement Fusebox!!

#love island the game #litg #fusebox #litg s8 #litg jin #litg max #litg tempting fate #litg season 8

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jackietorrance · 1 year

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Y/n: Dumbest scar stories, go. Bianca: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. Xavier: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and burned it. Wednesday: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Ajax: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn. Enid: Enid: I have emotional scars.

#netflix wednesday #wednesday #incorrect quotes #wednesday addams #reader #ajax petropolus #xavier thorpe #enid sinclair #bianca barclay #we all dumbs

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kookoofufu · 2 months

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I am having A Moment with this fic and feel very much like a loser hack fraud, so here's a bit of the beginning which I'm proud of and the only part I'm confident about not changing because if I don't post something somewhere I will go insane.

Summary: In a certain town in a certain island of the Grand Line, a young waitress thinks she’s got Sir Crocodile figured out. She couldn’t be more wrong.

Week 1

In a certain town in a certain country of the Grand Line, the arrival of ex-warlord Sir Crocodile just a few days after the events of Marineford caused a stir. Norah, waitress at the seaside cafe-slash-bar Caffe Dante, pretended to read as her fellow townsfolk gossiped about their encounters with the scarred man in town.

“That warlord is a hell of a smoker. Bought up all my cigars,” said Luka, the smoke shop owner, while drinking bourbon.

“They came to my shop for custom suits,” said Giovanni, the tailor, over a glass of wine. “Didn’t say much. Bodyguard flinched a bit when I measured him. Seems like they’re injured from the war and recovering here.”

“Then this is the perfect time for the Marines to come get them!” cried Bianca, the hotelier, banging her stout onto the counter. “Corner them in their room! They could slip out any day now!”

“Then why don’t you call?” asked Leo, the bar owner and Norah’s boss, drying glasses behind the counter.

“Hell no. Don’t want to get mixed up in that high-level stuff. Besides,” she added with a whisper, “what if they found out?”

Then Norah saw them herself.

She was alerted during her mid-afternoon Wednesday shift when the patrons inside started murmuring and casting fearful glances toward the outside seating area. When she looked up, her heart dropped.

Norah played rock-paper-scissors with her fellow server Marlon and lost.

“W-what can I get for you gentlemen?” She clung to her notepad like a shield. He was her height when sitting down.

“Whisky,” said the warlord around his cigar, draping his fur-lined coat over the seat. It probably cost more than she made in a year. He didn't look at her as he flipped open the newspaper and leaned back, making himself comfortable.

“Tea, please,” said the bodyguard, arms crossed. His face was unreadable from behind his sunglasses.

Norah got the drinks. Her trembling hands caused her to spill tea on the newspaper skewered on the warlord’s golden hook. When she looked up, his eyes were on her.

“Nervous?” He sneered, blowing smoke in her face. She didn’t answer, blinking away smoke-induced tears and quickly walking inside.

“Are you okay?” All eyes on her. The patrons looked ready to bolt, if only they could leave without him noticing. She nodded, then rushed to dry-heave into the nearest trash can.

“I’m calling the Marines,” said Leo.

“Good idea,” she replied from the trash can.

The Marines weren’t coming. Something to do with structural reorganization and paperwork over a special bounty for the criminals who participated in Marineford. Ridiculous. “Try to keep him around,” said the Marine on the other end of the line. “It helps us to know his location.”

The warlord seemed to like Caffe Dante, to Norah’s dismay. When the customers outside abruptly left and she smelled that unique smoky blend of leather and tobacco on the wind, she knew they had returned without needing to look.

“Oh. You’re… back.” She couldn’t keep the disappointment out of her voice as they took up the same positions and casual attitude as last time. She went through the motions of tucking the serving plate beneath her arm and plucking the pencil from behind her ear to take their order, almost able to hide her shaking. Almost.

“Calling the Marines didn’t work, eh?” Of course he knew. And despite Leo’s warning not to say anything, she couldn’t help but deadpan:

“I didn’t call them, my boss did.”

He stared. Then, God help her, he cackled.

“Brave one, aren’t you?” He commented after calming down. “A rare find in a world full of cowards. What do you want, Daz?”

“Tea, please,” Daz said, uncrossing his arms.

“Whisky.”

She brought the drinks and made herself scarce. The rest of their stay passed without incident until he beckoned her with his ringed fingers to pick up the check.

Her eyes widened. “You tipped?” She blurted out, disbelief overriding any sense of fear or self-preservation.

“Yes?”

“You didn’t last time.”

“You called the Marines last time.”

Touché.

#fanfic #my stuff #one piece fanfiction #i got a good idea riiiight as i was about to finish that could potentially change the whole thing and mean a ton of rewriting #i do not want to do that. but i dunno if i will be satisfied if i finish what i have now.#so maybe i add a bit now without rewriting. but that could fuck up the pacing.#maybe i will relax and work on something else for now idk im overthinking #my beta reader likes it so far and thats all that matters lol

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