#but it make me decide to get her taller plants

[moghedien]

This lady thinks she’s an arboreal gecko

#I got her in a much bigger enclosure than what she was in #and I’m still filling it out #but in the last one it was about half the height of this one #and she used to fucking CLIMB THE CEILING #like she is NOT an arboreal lizard why she do that #but it make me decide to get her taller plants #and I guess she likes them #gecko #Chinese cave gecko #lizard #reptile

[inkskinned]

it is the first snow today. i think we should all have off work, even though it didn't stick. i think there should be 4 national holidays, one for each season. happy first snow, go home and make cookies. for spring it can be the first crocus. for summer the first lightning bug. for autumn, the first golden leaf. go home, kiss your dog, feed your cat (who is absolutely already-fed but somehow still starving.)

i think we should all take more showers together, but i mean that in the soft way. i mean it like taking a nap. two years ago i had 5 adult friends in my queen bed, all of us laying across each other, head over belly over thigh over hand. any time one of us would giggle, it would ripple over each of us, like pulling on a spiderweb. kim actually needed to nap and didn't get to sleep and i am still sorry for it even though this is one of my most precious memories.

i think we should all wash each other's hair, i mean. i walk my dog and i watch someone put up twinkle lights around their front porch. alex and i just moved, and i love the neighborhood. already so many of our new neighbors have stopped by to say hello. the nice lady downstairs also collects plants, like me. she gave us her number on a pink post-it note. i am trying to decide whether to make her cookies or brownies.

i am going through a very hard time. something bad happened this weekend that i do not wish to discuss. it is hanging over me. i think of the green ribbon, and the woman who had her throat cut. it feels like that sometimes, inside of my body. like i am walking and talking despite being half-corpsed. like i am hanging on by a ribbon, standing on some kind of cusp. i keep saying - at least it wasn't worse. we are so lucky it wasn't worse. the idea is river-rock smooth now, all the edges worried off.

in this very dark night - the sun sets by 3 now - people don't need to, but they try anyway. they paint the missing light into things. i have an embarrassing number of missed calls and texts, but i feel the love from them nevertheless - hey. if you need something, i'm here. i will bring you food/puzzles/anything. i got you.

i think we should all have a big group chat where we do errands with strangers. this week i got lost in a home depot, which is wild because i'm a lesbian and we are actually hatched in a lowe's lumber section. there were two other women in the whole store. we ended up shopping together, at first by accident (we all needed things in the same aisle), and then because, well, why not. one of the ladies was taller than me, so she pulled down the screws i needed. i am agile and have the personality of a raccoon, so they sent me after anything below 3 feet. we talked about holiday plans and never learned each other's names, but did learn all the drama about each other's families.

i am making you cupcakes, because i have so much affection i want to pour it into batter. you ask me if i am eating enough per meal. i wrap your gift twice, trying to do it prettily. i get excited to give it to you, just because i hope you'll be excited too.

my parents drive an hour just to see the new apartment and to do the parent thing; standing in the kitchen saying things like "oh you'll get so much use from this dishwasher" and "well, you could paint that" and "when your mother and i moved it was uphill both ways and in a snowstorm and of course your brother was an infant." my mother brought me a plant for housewarming. i always say i love you before she leaves.

i play dnd on tuesdays still, after all these years. we all keep that night free. at one point, between grad school and marriage and all of it, we had to have a serious discussion about how to keep it running. we will keep going, we decided eventually. just to see each other, even if we don't play - you are all important to me. sebastian is not prone to affection but last night he stole my usual sign off - i love you all, be good, he said. he was laughing.

i don't love the winter, actually. i like snow in theory, but i grew up in the north, and am too-familiar with the season of "mud and sludge". i don't like being cold. but i do love something kind of soft and rare: every year around this time, people remember oh yes. you and i are human together. and i have love to spare.

it is the first snow, and something in my heart is finally warm again. i have spent what felt like the last 18 months just going-through-the-motions. it has felt blank and immediate, like i would never actually feel again. that sounds extremely trite and stupid - but that is the boring and familiar experience of depression. life just washes up against your windows, and you watch it happening. you see things that should be lovely and affecting, and it just whispers too-thin. i was desperately uncreative. uninterested in my hobbies. unimpressed by my writing. i told my therapist, often, i don't know how to find hope again.

almost sheepishly, something strange and lovely is burning in my chest. i keep not-looking at it, worried it will scamper back into the shadows again. it is skittish and wild, but it is so warm i want to sink my hands into its fur and feel it breathing. i love-hate it: if it's real, it can hurt me when it leaves again. but i am icarus-born, sun-lover and poet: i can't help myself. despite my best intentions, i am falling in love with life again.

i am planning to make cookies for my friends. alex and i are going to go christmas tree shopping. we picked out matching dish towels last night, and they have little mushrooms on them.

i love you. it does come back. yes, even after a long time. even for you. i promise. keep trying. you will wake up and it will be a day you can smile about.

write me when you get there. we will take the day off of work, and i will wash your hair, and we will both be laughing.

#spilled ink #writeblr #pos #recovery #my brain is like - don't trust it!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!! we can't be wrong again!!!!!! #and im like. what if the sorrow is the thing that's wrong though. #what if this - this!!!!! - is the truth

[weebsinstash]

Ok but yandere miguel falling for a darling who doesn't want kids definitely has the "I can fix her" mentality. Especially even if you express no interest in kids or taking care of them, you do so with plants or animals.

Like what do you mean you dont want kids? The last like 4 weeks basically every hour you wake up to bottle feed a litter kittens. Clearly you're just coping from not having one already. It's ok, he's happy to help you make one.

Ok but like for real in the actual movie when Miguel is explaining the Arachnoid Poly Multiverse to Miles, one of the canon events you can see is getting married, so, a significant relationship, romantic, platonic, or otherwise is a canon event for every Spider. I've thought of "youre off in your own dimension being single when Miguel MAKES you have a relationship and eventually decides it has to be him bc you HAVE to get married or have babies WITH SOMEONE" to "this is a Reader who lost their home universe and you live in Nueva York now and it's unclear if you're supposed to even be following canon anymore or if you're an anomaly but one day Lyla tells him the model says he COULD be your husband maybe idk "

Miguel, totally not having unspoken intentions and definitely not having baby fever: so... do you ever think about... finding a husband and getting more serious? Maybe having a few kids?

Reader: I don't really see anyone loving me like that and even if someone somehow did i don't think I'm really a good motherly type

Also Reader: *once heard Miguel's stomach growl and brought him some food, asks him how he's doing and if he's gotten enough sleep, constantly holds Spider Cat cradled like a little baby and literally calling it and Meows Morales your babies, Miles sneezed once and you got him a tissue and asked him if he's drinking enough water, you like informing and teaching other people about your interests and gets really excited when you teach someone something they don't know, you like watching your plants grow and get taller and bloom under your care*

Miguel: *looks into the camera like he's on The Office*

#yandere miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #honey hes already put the baby pills in those morning drinks hes been bringing you didndbfjf #sinprompts #yandere stuff #atsv spoilers #i guess

[totheblood]

begging for rain. (two)

󠁐# TWO; the more you break

PAIRING: ex!ellie williams x nextdoorneighbor!reader

SUMMARY: moving to a new town can be tough, especially as you are trying to hold everything in your life together. after you meet ellie, your life completely changes, but for the better? well that's still up in the air

WARNINGS: mentions of death, grief, related subjects; cursing, mentions of drinking/drugs, mentions of s*x,

WORD COUNT: 3.1k

A/N :new chapter yay!! okay so like i'm setting a lot of stuff up and i know that so annoying and frustrating but i really need to paint a picture of dynamics so i hope u enjoy. AI AUDIOS AT THE END ! please please please like and reblog/reply/send asks, comments, the whole nine yards… it is so appreciated!

READ CHAPTER ONE HERE!!

TWO YEARS AGO

The first day of school went okay.

Inside the hallways, students pushed past each other, sweaty bodies mixing and mingling into a tangled mess. Blue lockers were lined up against the walls, many of them open as students shoved heavy textbooks inside them from their backpacks. 

Ellie pushed past them like she was used to it, a ratty leather backpack hanging off her shoulder. Occasionally, she would look behind her to see if you were still following her. You always were. 

You didn’t quite know where you were going. You knew your locker number was tucked deep inside your bag and whenever Ellie stopped at her locker was when you were going to pull it out and ask her to show you where it is. However, you were now feeling like you were slightly stalking Ellie and there was some truth to her words. When Ellie stopped at her locker, Locker 2094, she looked at you for only a moment before she was undoing the built-in lock. 

“You know you can’t follow me all day,” she said dryly, lock clicking open and her locker door almost hitting you in the face. You decided it was time for you to get your locker number, pulling your bag to the front and unzipping the front pocket where your locker number and lock combination was written on a crumpled-up pink post-it note. 

“I’m not following you, Ellie,” You rolled your eyes, unraveling the post-it note, “I was just waiting for a good time to find this.”

“And what is that?” She gave you a weird look and shoved a textbook in her locker, then another. 

“My locker number,” You said simply, looking at the number and chuckling to yourself.

“What’s so funny?” She wasn’t looking at you anymore, just fishing around in her bag for anything she may have had to put in her locker. 

“This is my locker,” You patted the one right next to Ellie’s, right where you were standing to the left of her, “Locker 2093.”

Ellie chuckled dryly again, closing her locker and leaning up against it as she watched you struggle to put your lock combination in, “You’ve taken this stalker thing too far.”

With a click, it popped open, empty and barren. You opened your bag and shoved the one textbook you had inside your locker, a smile planted on your face, “Yes, I’ve just been so obsessed with you since I saw you for the first time yesterday that I called the school district and got my locker to be next to yours.”

“Aha! So you admit it!” Ellie laughed, picking at her fingernails as she looked around the hallways, looking for familiar faces. A group of them walked up, all laughing and talking with each other as they circled Ellie around your locker. 

“Hey, El,” a girl said, causing you to look up at her. She was pretty, too pretty. She had her black hair tied up in a ponytail, her skin was olive and slightly tanned, and she had some sun spots scattered across her face, pooling in a center near her nose. Next to her was a slightly taller and much paler girl with black hair cut right above her shoulder, the jagged and uneven edges indicating she cut it herself. Behind them, a much taller guy, with longer black hair and a kind face stood. He smiled at you, and you offered him a kind smile back. Be nice, you cursed, you’re here to make friends, you reminded yourself.

“Hey Dina,” Ellie smirked, leaning back against her locker and looking at the group, “I see your hair is already growing back, Cat,” Ellie reached forward to play with the edges of Cat’s hair before she swatted Ellie’s hands away from her and scoffed.

“You fucked up my hair and you know that,” Her tone of voice was playful at most, evidenced by the wide grin on her face. She was insanely pretty even with her hair all fucked up. You didn’t know why but it made your stomach churn. “Are you going to introduce us to your new friend, Ellie?”

Your eyes widened and darted to Ellie and then to the group, hoping embarrassment wasn’t written all over your face. 

“This is Y/n,” Ellie smiled at you, jumping slightly when you slammed your locker shut, “She’s my new neighbor and stalker.”

“Hey!” You rolled your eyes, a smile still on your face, “I am her neighbor, but I’m not a stalker.”

“Ellie’s just too full of herself. Ignore her,” The girl in the ponytail stepped a little closer and extended a hand, “I’m Dina.”

You shook her hand, mumbling a ‘nice to meet you’ before shifting awkwardly and retracting your hand. The guy in the back raised his hand slightly and smiled at you, “I’m Jesse.” 

“Nice to meet you, Jesse,” you then looked at the last girl waiting for her to introduce herself. When she didn’t speak, you took it upon yourself to ask, “And sorry, I didn’t catch your name.”

“It’s Cat,” she responded flatly. Her tone was a little icy, but you weren’t sure if you were just feeling insecure or she was actually trying to snub you. 

“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” a nervous breathy laugh fell from your lips and you tightened your grip on your backpack strings, “It sucks moving senior year so I’m glad to make some new friends.”

“Why did you move senior year?” Cat spoke up finally, “You’re not like a psycho bitch that got kicked out of her last school?” 

“Cat!”

“C’mon, Cat!” Dina and Ellie chimed in at the same time in your defense. You were admittedly thrown off by the comment but, yet again, you made an excuse for her. Maybe she was just curious. Or maybe she wanted to protect herself and her friends. 

“What? I want to know,” she defended herself. 

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” you laughed, giving her a smile. Be nice, your head rang once again. “It’s a valid question. But, no, uh, my dad died and we couldn’t afford to live where we were living anymore.”

Her smug smile fell, and instead, it was laced with empathy or more importantly pity. You hated it. Your newfound ability to ruin the moment. A moment that was supposed to be sweet. A fresh start. Already, you had clouded the new with your past.

“I- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to force you to say that or anything,” Cat apologized and it sounded genuine. It felt genuine. 

“It’s totally okay. I’m fine, I’m mostly over it anyways,” That was a bold lie. You were nowhere close to over it but you couldn’t help but want them to like you. To think you were totally normal and carrying no baggage. 

“No, it’s not okay,” Ellie spoke up again, shooting a glance to Cat, that made her scoff and roll her eyes. 

“I said I was sorry,” Cat shrugged, “What more do you want from me?” 

“Maybe don’t call people ‘psycho bitches’ when you first meet them,” Ellie stood up straighter, crossing her arms over her chest and Cat glanced at you again, colder this time. 

“You’re unbelievable, Ellie,” She was looking at Ellie again, shooting daggers at her. You were unsure what was going on so you glanced at Dina and Jesse for help. All Dina did was slightly shake her head, a subtle way of telling you to not get involved. 

“I’m unbelievable?”

“Yes! You’re unbelievable! Scolding me in front of people like I’m your fucking child or something,” Cat was getting irritated and it showed itself in her face. She had one of those faces that couldn’t hide what she was feeling.

“Then don’t act like a child,” Ellie said simply, causing Cat to let out a huff and turn around, push past Jesse, and leave the group. Ellie closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the locker, letting out a heavy sigh, “I should go after her. Can you guys help her to her first class?”

Dina nodded quickly before shooing Ellie off with her hand, “Go, go! It’s fine.” Ellie took one look at you and offered a smile that said ‘I’m sorry’. What she actually said was: “Meet me by my car at the end of the day. I’ll take you home.” 

With that Ellie disappeared into the sea of people until she was no longer in sight. 

“What was that?” you asked Dina and Jesse. 

“Trust me,” Dina looked at you, “You don’t want to know.”

-

Your first class was English with Mrs. Porter. She made you stand at the front of the classroom and introduce yourself. Jesse was in this class with you and when you were done giving a brief introduction to yourself he loudly clapped and cheered. The gesture made you smile and eased some of the tension you were feeling. 

A few people followed him, by cheering and offering you a high five as you moved back to your seat. Everyone seemed to be enamored by him. During class, people would send him notes on little Post-it notes, he would open them, laughing as he read them and wrote some messages back to them. It was subtle, but you could tell he opened up a room. 

At lunch you walked into the large cafeteria, looking around for a place to sit. You were sure you looked like a lost dog as you wandered around because a girl with long brunette hair walked up to you with a smile on her face. She was pretty and dressed in a button-up and plaid skirt. It felt too formal for school.

“Hey, you’re new, right?” She asked.

“Uh, yeah.”

“I’m Ingrid,” She looked you up and down, “do you need a place to sit?”

“Y/n!” your name was being called from a familiar voice, causing you to snap your head in that direction to see Ellie standing up and waving her hand in the air, “Come sit with us!”

“Oh, I’m just going to sit with,” You pointed to the table where Ellie was still standing and staring intently at you, “my friends.”

Ingrid’s smile fell as she shot a glance toward the table. You were obviously missing something. You turned to move towards the table before the girl gripped your arm firmly. 

“Wait, I didn’t catch your name,” That smile was back. 

“Y/n,” you told her.

“Y/n,” she repeated, “Pretty name.”

“Thanks,” you scratched the back of your neck, “Well, I’ll see you around.” You quickly rushed to the table, confused about the interaction once again. This place was fucking weird.

You sat down next to Ellie who was laughing at something Cat said. Cat’s eyes sparkled when she looked at Ellie. Brown and glossy as she laughed with Ellie, shaking her head. Her cheeks were slightly pink and she reached over to grab an apple slice out of Ellie’s lunchbox. When Ellie looked back at Cat her eyes didn’t sparkle in the same way that Cat’s did. They were verging on dull, but the corner of Ellie’s eyes still had wrinkles as she smiled. 

“Hey!” She grabbed the apple from Cat’s hand, “Get your own apples.” 

“Yours just taste better,” she giggled, smiling at you as you sat down, “Hey, how was your first day?”

She was being much nicer and her energy was much calmer. It was obvious she and Ellie had made up in the time from this morning to now, but you also had to wonder if Ellie told her to be nicer to you. 

“It’s going well,” You shrugged, pulling out the brown bag your mom had packed for you, “I’m still getting used to everything.” 

“You’ll get the hang of it,” Ellie commented, taking another bite of her apple, “Hey, what did Ingrid want?”

“Oh,” You looked over to Ingrid’s table where she was chatting and eating with a group of people, “She just asked me if I wanted to sit with her.”

Dina, who was sitting across from you, practically choked on her food as she laughed. Cat was also laughing to herself as she raised her eyebrows, and looked down at her food. Jesse had a small smile on his face as he took another chip from his bag and took a loud bite. The only person who wasn’t laughing was Ellie, who gave a brief glance at Ingrid’s table before looking back at you. 

“Am I missing something?” 

“No, it’s just,” Ellie started, taking a deep breath and wondering how much she wanted to explain, “be careful with her. She’s…”

“Friendly,” Dina finished Ellie’s sentence, a smirk on her face. Obviously, friendly didn’t mean friendly but you didn’t know what that meant. 

“Do you like girls?” Cat asked bluntly. 

“Cat,” Ellie warned again, making Cat drop what she was eating and roll her eyes. 

“We need to know if we want to warn her,” She stated simply. 

“Like romantically?” You asked, making everyone giggle again. You felt like you were missing a joke. 

“Yeah, romantically,” Cat answered. 

“Oh, yeah,” You looked around to see everyone’s reactions. You ignored the way Ellie’s cheeks tinged pink, “is that a… problem?”

“No,” Cat said flatly, her tone was cold again, “we all like girls.”

“Oh,” you said, taking out your sandwich from the ziplock bag and taking a bite. 

“Let’s just say that Ingrid has been friendly with all of us,” Dina said, throwing a piece of popcorn at Jesse, “including Jesse.”

“At this point, initiation into this group should require hooking up with Ingrid,” Cat laughed.

“No,” Ellie said almost too fast, causing Cat to give her a confused look, “I can’t deal with another person getting convinced that Ingrid wants to be in a relationship with them. Plus, I can see into her room from mine. What if I look over and see Ingrid’s tits.”

“Nothing you haven’t seen before,” Cat said bitterly. There was that tension again.

“Well, I don’t really think I want to be involved with anyone anyways,” you mentioned, taking another bite. 

“Why not?” Ellie questioned, eyes boring a hole into the side of your face. 

“It’s just too complicated,” You shrugged, taking a sip of your water, “I’m new and it’s hard enough making friends, I don’t need anything messing that up.”

Ellie swallowed hard, and took another bite of her apple, just nodding at what you said like she understood. 

“Well, now you have friends,” Dina spoke up, dissipating some of the tension. You took another bite, smiling with the food tucked into your cheeks. 

-

As the day ended you went back to your locker to collect your stuff, expecting Ellie to be at hers, but she wasn’t there. You paid no mind to it as you opened your locker. However, inside sat a note, a yellow Post-It note that looked like it had been crumpled up a few times. On it, it read: “Couldn’t stop looking at you all day. Hope this isn’t weird, you’re just so beautiful. I hope I can get the courage to say it to your face. - your secret admirer”

Normally, this would have made you feel good about yourself. A random stranger thinks you are beautiful? Yea, that would boost anyone’s ego. Except this stranger knew your locker number and had admitted to watching you all day. A weird pit formed in the bottom of your stomach as you stuffed the note in your bag, knowing you would ruminate on it sometime later. Quickly, you packed up your stuff and made your way to the parking lot.

There, Ellie was leaning against her car, phone in hand. She was so focused on what she was typing that she didn’t even notice you walking up to her. 

“Hey, ready to go?” You spoke, causing her to look up and smile at you. 

“Yeah,” She shrugged, before pausing a moment, green eyes scanning your face, “what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

You let out a nervous laugh as you shook your head.

“What? I’m fine.”

“You look weird.”

“Thank you?”

“Not like that,” she stopped you, putting her hands up, ”You just look upset but I don’t know you that well so I could be wrong.”

“You are wrong,” you grumbled, heading to the passenger side and hopping in the car. Ellie just scoffed, rolled her eyes, and got in the driver's seat. 

“Well fuck me for caring then,” she mumbled to herself, starting the engine.

“It’s not-” you stopped yourself, taking a deep breath, “It’s just been a long day, I’m sorry if I was rude. I didn’t mean anything by it.”

She paused for a moment as if you had said something wrong, then she looked at you, green eyes scanning your face once more. She looked shocked, surprised almost. It was all so confusing.

“It’s fine, I’m just being an asshole,” She laughed, turning back to the road and putting the car in reverse, “My day was long too.”

“Want to talk about it?” 

“It’s,” She turned down the music so she could speak, “Cat.”

“Are you guys a thing?” You crossed your hands in your lap and absentmindedly played with your fingers.

“It’s complicated,” she sighed, heading out onto the open road, “Kind of, but it’s not really official.”

“Why?”

“I can’t commit.”

“Oh,” you looked over at her and watched her nose scrunch slightly like she was uncomfortable with the conversation, “I could sense the tension today.”

“She’s just…” Ellie made a weird movement with her head, “like that.”

“Why can’t you commit?”

“We’ve had our issues in the past,” Ellie shrugged, “at the end of the day I just can’t trust her and I can’t date someone I don’t trust.”

“You guys just seem so close,” you mentioned eyes drifting to the road again, the trees, and all the storefronts you had yet to explore. 

“We are, and she’s a good friend,” Ellie coughed, “a little protective, but good. But romantically, I don’t really trust her. She swears she only wants me but I don’t know if I believe that.”

“Damn,” You laughed. Ellie looked over at you and laughed too. The air in the car was much lighter now.

“Yeah, I just don’t know how much of it I can do this year,” Ellie’s smile fell, as she approached her house, “but you didn’t ask all of that. I’m sorry I overshared.”

“Shut up, you didn’t overshare,” you laughed, unbuckling as Ellie pulled into her driveway, “and I did ask.”

“Well, thanks for listening, anyways,” Ellie smiled as she looked at her door and then back at you, “do you want to come in and do homework together? Joel’s not gonna be home till late.”

“I’d love that.”

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[bitchyycapricorn]

Warm Tea For The Ill

•Remus Lupin x Established Relationship Fem!Reader•

Masterlist

Word Count: 3k+

Synopsis: You and Remus tell the others you’re feeling ill on a nice day in order to get some down time. Sirius is worried about you both and just wants to make sure you’re ok.

Background: Y/N’s animagus is a bunny, hence the nickname “bunny” and her marauder nickname is “Thumper”. Takes place during 7th year (though not specifically mentioned).

Warnings: Smut, oral (f receiving), face riding (f), unprotected sex, slight dom!Remus, caught having sex, praise kink, fluff

AN:Not edited also my story is deleting parts and glitching out soooo…

“Shhh,” Remus hushed you with a small laugh, holding open the door to the boys dormitory so you could slip inside. Both you and Remus had decided to play ill today in order to get some alone time while everyone else was out at the Black Lake. Knowing the boys and their love for trouble mixed with water, your time together should go completely undisturbed. Normally alone time between you and Remus looked like reading a book together while snuggled up on his bed since the chances of someone busting down the door was so high. The fact that everyone was a good ways away and completely distracted from coming back to bother you and Remus gave you butterflies. 

You shuffled into Remus’s room making your way over to his bed, which sat to the right of the room and closest to the door, as Remus quickly shut the door. The thought of being alone with you overtook Remus’s mind causing him to completely forget to lock the door behind him in the process. Letting out a sigh of relief, Remus was quick to make his way behind you so he could press his body against yours. His face nuzzling into the crook of your neck as his lips left soft wet kisses against your exposed skin.

“It feels like bloody forever since we’ve been alone together bunny,” Remus cooed. A soft moan escaped your lips at the feeling, making him smile against your skin. “You smell so good darling, hell you look beyond good. Has me wondering if you taste as good as you look.” He murmured between the kisses he was planting on your shoulder.

“Remus, we’ve been alone together for less than five minutes and you’re already talking about shagging me.” You jokingly scolded whilst bringing your hand up to cup his jaw on the side he was kissing your shoulder.

“I can’t help it,” Remus whined. “You look so bloody gorgeous in my sweater.” His head turned slightly so he could kiss your palm while he spoke. He muttered a few soft praises into your hand before finally shuffling you both forward and onto the bed. 

The light yet inescapable nudges caused you to tumble forward onto Remus’s soft sheets and let out a small “numph” as your stomach made impact with the mattress. Remus let out a small laugh and helped to turn you around onto your back, You let out a huff as you scooted up to lean against the bed’s headboard. “That was mean,” you laugh as Remus begins to crawl over to your sitting figure. His much taller frame looms over yours despite him being on all fours in front of you.

“I just want to cuddle you up and kiss you until your lips are swollen. That’s kinda hard when you’re standing up Y/N.” He laughed as he pressed a kiss against your lips. You could both taste and smell the dark chocolate that lingered on his lips from earlier. Along with the faint scent of old books and morning dew radiating off the rest of his body. You smiled at the smell thinking back to the few times you’d smelled amortentia. It always smelled like Remus, and occasionally, if you were lucky, it sometimes gave off the aroma of Remus’s hair after he showered. 

Remus was also enjoying the sweet scent that radiated off your warm body. Your natural smell of (…), (…), and (…) were a reminder that he really did have someone in this world. For Remus, amortentia was a bittersweet topic and memory. Though it aided him in the reminder of you and all your beauty it was also a reminder of the way his father forced him to smell it at the mere age of five in hopes of confirming Remus still had someone out there for him. Which Remus thought now was silly, since that simply was not how amortentia worked. 

Your hands grasping the bottom of Remus’s sweater are what pulled him from his thoughts and back into your overwhelmingly calming presence. You had a sort of warmth to you that constantly kept Remus grounded no matter what memory crept into his mind. It was the way your warm lips were pressing into his neck and causing him to moan and whimper that reminded him he was right where he was supposed to be. 

Your hands continued to tug at Remus’s sweater until it was over his head and on the ground. The new sensation of cold air against Remus’s skin caused him to shiver. He was now hyper aware of the contrast between the temperature of the room and your burning hands as they traced over the many scars that littered his back and chest. A scratchy moan left his throat as you traced your index finger down the length of his stomach scar and towards the waistband of his black uniform pants.

“You’re always so eager to take care of me bunny, why don’t I take care of you for a bit?” Remus hummed as you toyed with his waistband. 

You pulled away from his neck to look into his pretty brown eyes. “Rem,” you began, fidgeting nervously at the thought. “I would really like that, but I don’t want you to feel like this isn’t about you too.” 

Remus chuckled under his breath, raising his hand to your face so he could brush the fallen strands of hair out of your eye. “I get more pleasure than I think you realize when I’m buried between your thighs.” His lips connected with yours for a moment before continuing, “I get high off the feeling of your legs thrown over my shoulders as they squeeze around my head everytime I touch the right place….” Another kiss. “I love it when you hover over my face and allow yourself to fuck my tongue at the pace that feels best for you little bunny.” His lips were so soft against yours. “It makes me so bloody hard to feel your body trembling.” His voice was seductively sweet as he spoke against your lips, something he did when he was feeling confident. 

His words made your body weak and your mind malfunction, only allowing a small “please,” to escape your lips. It was now Remus’s turn to attack your neck with wet kisses and light red bite marks which almost certainly would leave small purple bruises on your soft skin. You knew that Remus thoroughly enjoyed marking you up as the full moon approached, but you also knew that was at least a week and a half away leaving him in a limbo between having sweet passionate sex, and having rough scandalous sex. 

Remus’s hands danced at the hem of your top signaling that it was now your turn to remove your, well Remus’s, sweater. Instinctively, you raised your arms so Remus could tug the soft material up your torso and over your head. “I have a feeling I’m never getting this sweater back,” Remus teases, sitting up and examining the maroon material in his hand. 

“You can have it back for a little while, but only so it will smell like you again. Then you have to return it,” You tease back, taking the shirt from him. 

“Return? Love, that’s my jumper,” Remus shook his head as he laughed. He took the material back from you but only to toss it to the side. “Not that it matters though darling. I don’t want either of us wearing it right now anyways.” A small giggle escaped your lips at his words making him smile even wider than he was before. He brought his hand up to your right cheek, stroking your jaw with his thumb. “Lay down and relax for me pretty girl,” Remus mumbled as he captured your lips between his own. 

“I can’t lay down if you keep snogging me,” You hum, pulling breathlessly away from the kiss. A small pout settled in on Remus’s face as he shuffled backwards so he could pull you by your legs into a lying position. A gasp left your mouth as your head made contact with his pillow. A smirk played at Remus’s lips while his eyes racked up and down your partially exposed body. 

“This has ought to go,” Remus murmured as his hands found their way to the zipper of your skirt, slowly pulling it off your flushed body. He let out a groan of relief as the skirt slipped past your foot and onto the floor, enjoying the sight of you in just your bra and panties. “These especially have to go,” his voice quivered slightly as he feverishly reached behind your back to unhook your bra. The bulge in his pants becoming increasingly more tight at the sight of your exposed tits.

Remus let out another throaty groan as he positioned himself between your legs so his upper body was hovering over yours. His head dipped down to pick up where he left off earlier, trailing hot kisses down your neck and towards your swollen breast. You let out a few whimpers as Remus’s lips danced across your now exposed chest. His right hand began to roam up and down the curve of your waist while he used the other to prop himself up. His fingers traced patterns onto your skin, dipping between your thighs occasionally before pulling back out to travel up your stomach. 

His lips grazed the swell of your breast making you moan. You could feel him smile against your skin before he used his tongue to slowly circle the skin around your nipple. The sensation pulled a small gasp from your lips as you pushed your chest upwards involuntarily. 

You let out a whine as you grasped Remus’s hair. “Remus please,” you begged. His tongue grazed the underside of your nipple before he took the hard bud between his lips, slowly sucking on the bundle of nerves as you pushed his face deeper into your tit. The feeling of his mouth on you sent shocks of pleasure coursing through your body like an electric shock. You allowed yourself to absorb the waves of pleasure while also focusing on the way his finger tips danced across your lower abdomen. His mouth would occasionally switch between nipples, always leaving a train of kisses in the switching process. Your hands stayed messily tangled in his hair, helping guide his head to the place you wanted him.

Soon you found yourself lightly pushing his head downwards. Desperately wanting to feel his mouth where you needed him most. Remus was quick to pick up on this, since he redirected his trail of kisses down your stomach. Occasionally he would pause to bite the tender flesh before placing a gentle kiss over the damage. His hot trail of kisses was messy, but led where it needed to. Remus’s lips now hovered over the soft fabric covering your lower half. His head dipping downwards so he can place a kiss at the lining of your underwear, before taking it between his teeth. He pulls forward again slightly while snaking his hands under your ass to help lift your hips. His upper body pulls backwards in the process, allowing for him to edge the soft fabric down your thighs and off your legs. 

“I might just have to keep these,” Remus smirked as he held up your panties before tossing them to the floor with the rest of your clothes. His hands slowly traveled back down your body and to your waist so he could help sit you up. You eyed him curiously at the motion, but he only gave you a sly smile in response. He lowered himself onto his back beside you before grabbing your hips once again so he could pull your body over his. He minivered you both so your knees were placed on both sides of his head. His arms coming from behind to wrap around your thighs. 

Remus helped ease you down so your heat hovered just above his face. “Come on bunny,” he cooed. “Ride my face.” You let out a soft moan as you fully lowered yourself onto his tongue, jutting your hips forward at the sensation of his tongue on your clit. You circled your hips slowly, a warm tingly feeling began to bubble up in your stomach as you did so. 

Remus’s grip tightened on your thigh as he helped guide your body forward and then backwards again. He reveled in the feeling of your wet heat as it slid up and down his tongue. He soaked up the feeling of your thighs trembling around his head, squeezing together each time he pressed his tongue flat against your clit. He pulled your body in closer, burying his face as deep in you as he possibly could. Small whimpers and long moans tumbled from your swollen lips as you grinded into your boyfriend's face. 

Within minutes your clit was becoming more and more sensitive as Remus drew circles around the nerve bundle with his tongue. The sensation makes you tremble as you feel yourself growing closer to your high by the second. 

Remus takes advantage of your closeness by slowly moving his hands up your thighs and to your hips. His hands lingered on your hips for a moment before drawing back and harshly grabbing your ass with a loud smack. Your body jutted forward at the sudden impact, the sensation of the slap flooding your senses making you gasp. Remus’s name began repeatedly spewing from your lips as the coil in your stomach snapped. A flood of relief and pleasure washed over your shanking figure as Remus helped you ride out your high from below. 

Exhaustion took over moments later causing you to fall back to Remus’s side once more. A shiver ran through your body as the heat your body had just been previously generating began to subside. Remus lifted his covers up and over both your naked bodies to help warm you up again. You rolled onto your side, facing the door, while Remus cuddled up into your backside. His arm snaked around your waist while he pushed his hips into yours. 

You arched your back with a soft moan at the feeling of his erection being pressed up against your ass. Remus leaned over you slightly so he could pepper kisses against the top of your shoulder and down your arm as he helped you grind yourself into him. “You want me to fuck you from behind bunny?” He moaned, biting into your shoulder softly.

“Y-yes please,” You whimpered, still slightly drowsy from your orgasm. Remus hummed at your response, removing his hand from your waist so he could line himself up at your entrance. He slowly ran the tip of his cock between your fold making you both shiver. Teasingly, he pushed his tip into you, before pulling out again slowly. You let out a small whine wanting Remus to fill you up already. “Remus…please,” you whimpered. 

“So needy,” Remus snickered before fully pushing into you. You let out a soft cry of relief at the feeling, circling your hips into his. Remus began thrusting into you slowly, wanting to take in the feeling of you around his cock for as long as he possibly could. His hands traveled up and down your body, traveling upwards so he could squeeze your tit occasionally. “Ah fuck Y/N,” Remus groaned as he began to pick up speed. “Look at you taking my cock so well.” His words made your body tremble, as soft moans spilled from your lips. Remus kissed his way up your neck and to your ear so he could whisper soft praises to you while he fucked into you mercilessly. 

You could feel his cock buried deep in you, sliding in and out of your dripping heat. Your ass bouncing everytime his hips snapped into yours. Your legs shaking violently at the feeling of his cock rubbing against your g-spot. Your breathing was heavy and so was Remus’s. His stomach muscles flexed with each thrust into you. His shakey moans and low groans told you he was enjoying every inch of your body. 

Remus could feel himself nearing closer to his high at the exact moment the handle to the door began to jiggle. Both you and Remus froze, pulling the covers up and over your shoulders to hide the fact you weren’t wearing anything. Your clothes were on the opposite side of the bed to the door, meaning if one of the boys just popped in they wouldn’t see. 

The door creaked open slightly revealing a blob of messy black hair. Sirius poked his head in to look at what he believed to be “sick” Y/N and Remus. “Hey, I just wanted to check on you guys,” Sirius said with a small sympathetic smile. 

“We’re doing alright, thanks Sir-“ you let out a small groan at the feeling of Remus thrusting out and then back into you lightly. 

“You both look bloody awful,” Sirius chuckled, scanning your red sweaty faces. “You both look like you’ve got a fever, do you need to go to the infirmary?” Remus thrusted into you again, causing yet another gasp to escape your lips, which you tried to cover up with a small cough. 

“We’re alright mate, just a bit under the weather. Our naps been helping though,” Remus replied, offering Sirius a smile. He had begun to pick up a steady pace now, thrusting in and out of you slowly. Your breathing picked up slightly, as you tried to keep down your noise level. 

“You alright Y/N?” Sirius asked, eyeing your shaky figure. 

“Y-yeah just a bit..ugh” you cut yourself off with a moan, feeling Remus’s fingers suddenly drawing small circled on your clit. “Fuck, sorry..I-um, I just have..have the j-jitters.” You huffed out, feeling a knot building up in your stomach for the second time that day. Waves of pleasure continue to course through your body as Remus keeps up his steady thrusts. 

“Do you want me to bring you a warm cup of tea from the hall?” Sirius asked as he observed the way your body was shaking slightly. You both made eye contact for a moment before you were forced to screw them shut at the feeling of your orgasm hitting you. You could feel your thighs squeeze together around Remus’s hand as he continued to lightly rub your clit through your high. You let out a few soft moans, before finally collecting yourself enough to meet Sirius' eyes again. 

It didn’t last long, since you could feel Remus begin to twitch inside you. His cock slowly draws out of you, before harshly pushing back in a few more times. Each thrust got harder and sloppier before the feeling of Remus filling you up with cum overtook your senses. Your eyes fluttered closed again as you let out another soft moan.

“Y/N…I’m going to go grab you some tea….Just stay right there…” Sirius' face turned from one of concern to sheer worry, genuinely believing that you were extremely sick. 

“T-Thank you p-padfoot,” You groaned as Remus pulled out of you. His cum dripped out of you and down the back of your thighs in the process. Sirius shut the door quickly and you could hear him scurry down the hall. “Remus what the actual fuck.” You sighed after a brief moment.

“Mmmm, did you enjoy that Bunny, because I sure did.” You could hear the smirk in his voice. You let out another soft moan as you sat up. “Oh bunny,” Remus chuckled, “I love you.” He sat up as well, eyeing the clothes on the floor. “Let’s get dressed, and then we can run a bath for us in the Prefects bathroom hmm? We can use the one no one ever goes into.” 

You nodded quickly in agreement, allowing Remus to help dress you. As if on cue to you both being somewhat presentable, Sirius burst through the door once again holding a cup of tea. You thanked him profusely, taking the cup from his hand. 

“I’m going to take Y/N to grab a warm bath,” Remus told Sirius while taking your hand in his.

“That will probably help, feel better Thumper.” Sirius said ruffling your hair. 

“Thanks Pads,” You smiled, giving him a small hug. 

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Remus walks with you hand and hand down the corridors as you both make your way to the much more secluded Perfect bathroom. Due to the absurd location, you and Remus were truly the only two people to use the bathroom. You thoroughly believed that you both were the only ones to know about it in fact. And so, when you arrived at the entrance and pulled the doors open, neither of you were surprised that it was empty. 

Sneaking in quickly, Remus closed the door behind the both of you as you began peeling off your clothes. As your robes dropped from your body you observed the purple bruises beginning to form on your skin in the mirror. Remus shuffled behind you, followed by the sound of running water from the bath. Your eyes wandered across the mirror and  over to where he stood in front of the tub, admiring his every move. You watched as he slipped off his sweater, followed by his pants. The way his skin seemed to glow under the bathroom lights. Remus met your gaze, giving you a bright smile as he approached your naked figure. His arms engulfed you from behind, dangling loosely around your waist. 

He began pressing soft kisses to the top of your shoulder as you let out a sigh of relief. You were in desperate need of some after care after being interrupted by Sirius, and you knew the moment his lips made contact with your skin you would receive it. You also knew this was the perfect opportunity to take care of Remus as well, one of your favorite things to do. 

“Rem..the water is done, we have to go turn it off.” You hummed as you wiggled out of his grip to go turn the faucet off. Remus was quick to follow you, stepping into the tub before offering you his hand so he could help you get in. “The you,” you giggled, taking Remus’s hand so you could both sit down and enjoy the warm water. You allowed the feeling to engulf you as your back laid pressed against Remus’s chest. 

He was slowly scooping water over your head to wet your hair. Once he fould it to be sufficiently wet he began lathering his hands with shampoo. He slowly ran his hands through your hair, massaging your scalp slowly. 

You hummed at the feeling, hoping he would never stop. You knew this was where you wanted to be forever, “I love you Remus,” you whispered softly. 

“Oh darling,” Remus sighed, “I love you.”

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[scekrex]

okay so @ultimateissuessimp had this amazing idea of writing Adam x reader but as that TikTok trend, y'know the one in which one partner calls their significant other brother/sister. So I wrote it bc fuck yeah, reader that sneaky bitch would do that.

Going viral

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, mention of Adam fucking reader, this is a crack fic and nothing more, don't take it fucking serious it's just for the lolz

note: not beta read bc idc

You were in the middle of a conversation with Adam, just walking through the streets on your way to go have dinner together.

The sunset you both got to experience was beautiful, the sky was painted in a soft mix between pink and purple and you loved every single bit of it. That was until Lute decided to join the both of you, rudely she started to talk over you as you were trying to explain something to Adam.

“Sir we-” you however were quick to react. One of your hands held her back by her shoulder while the other was planted on Adam's sternum to push him backwards - just a little though. “If you wanna get to him,” you started and Adam sighed in the background, mumbling something about how he just wanted dinner, “You have to go through me.”

Adam grabbed your wrist, moved your hand away from his sternum and stepped up to stand beside you, “You have to go through me,” he repeated, his voice imitating yours. You simply grabbed him by his collar with one hand and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “He’s the best big brother ever,” you stated, directing your words at Lute. There was not a single detail that screamed sarcasm yet she seemed to catch onto it, “Y’know Adam's been here way longer than you, right?”

Adam just stared at the two of you, a confused and surprised, “The fuck?” was coming from him the surprise in his voice caused a little voice crack. “He’s always protecting me,” you directed your words to Lute again, seeming way too serious about this. Adam looked down at you, clearly not understanding what the fuck was going on. You turned around to look at him with the softest expression you had to offer, “Don’t act surprised, babes.” You wrapped your arm around Adam's waist, pulling him in a little, ”We don't have to hide our love anymore,” you shoved the hand that had been busy holding Lute back in her face, showing off the ring Adam had got you when you first started dating - it's been a few thousand years since that but that didn't make the ring any less important, “I’m gonna wear that ring with pride.”

Adam just seemed to have a malfunction, his eyes were filled with so much confusion that you almost had to laugh, “The fuck is wrong with you, bitch?” he eventually asked, “We’re not fucking si-” he was quickly cut off by you, “He’s just embarrassed.”

The two of you didn't even notice that Lute took a few steps backwards to film the little situation as it played out.

Your arms wrapped around his neck tightly as you tried to pull him in but he resisted, “C’mon babes, gimme a kiss like siblings do.” Adam just pulled away even more, a mix of confusion and disgust reflected in his golden eyes, “Nah, get the fuck away from me.” You kept holding onto his neck though, which forced Adam to bend down because he was so much taller than you. “Let the fuck go, bitch, I'm not your fucking brother, I'm your fucking boyfriend,” the first man stated, which caused you to smile warmly, “Babes you can be both.”

Adam tried to get out of your grip, “He’s hurting me, he's fucking hurting me,” the brunette yelled, causing Lute to giggle a little. “Get him the fuck away from me, Lute!” But she had other plans, because instead of helping Adam she continued to record the scene in silence. “That’s what you do for love,” you smiled at Adam, “No matter if it's your brother or not.”

The first man managed to get out of your grip and took a step back, his finger pointing right at you, “I hate you,” he said clearly while moving his finger up and down, “I love you, but I hate you.”

However, you were quick to snatch his collar again and pulled him down yet another time, “Gimme a kiss, big guy,” you whispered against his lips before kissing Adam again, a little softer and less playful this time. A little more like you usually kissed him. Adam seemed to quickly melt into the kiss because his hands that had just tried to shove you away again were quickly wrapped around your hips. When you pulled away you grinned against his lips and murmured, “Best big brother ever.”

With a groan he pulled his arms from your body and took yet again a step back, “I swear to fucking god, if you call me big brother again-” he interrupted himself, his hands came up to massage his temples as he tried to deal with the situation. “Then what?” you challenged him with a wicked smirk on your lips as you leaned against his arm. “Then I'm gonna fuck your ass hard enough to prevent you from leaving the house for the next fucking week.” The only response he got to that was Lute making a gagging sound as she stopped recording.

“That shit will go fucking viral,” she chuckled as she posted the video on social media.

“Lute!” Adam yelled as his face turned red from embarrassment.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #adam x y/n #adam x you #male reader #crack fic

[snarky-art]

Thriving vs Survivng, am I right, lads?

Bloom and Stella eventually get married, Daphne and the woman with her, Nadia, an oc I made and have mentioned a few times, get married with Daphne to be next in line as Queen of Domino, and Aisha and Musa get married one day, but are currently in this pic going through some Shit that’s putting a huge damper on that.

More info on everyone and political drama stuff below the cut!

Bloom and Stella are thriving.

Polyamory is super duper normalized in a decent amount of places, and is considered a norm on Solaria. Stella is eventually married both to Brandon and Bloom. Both of Bloom’s sets of parents love Stella and are incredibly happy for her. After much talk and deliberation between Daphne, Bloom, Marion, and Oritel to see how Bloom and Daphne are feeling after Daphne is healed up and in a good place and has processed shit, it’s decided Daphne will continue as heir and shall be next in line for rulership. Bloom meanwhile shall continue her role as guardian fairy, Holder of The Flame, and eventually upon her marriage to Stella will be Queen Regent of Solaria. She has a lot more flexibility this way too to go where she feels most comfortable, between Earth and other areas in The Magical Realm. Oritel and Marion don’t want Bloom or Daphne to feel trapped or be stifled with immense pressure if they can help it, and Bloom is still most comfortable on Earth, so having the option to go back and forth is important and something Marion and Oritel want her to not feel cut off from it, a mistake they made early on when they first got brought back from their stasis.

Formal picture of Nadia finally! An oc from Earth I made who’s Daphne’s gf and eventual wife. I thought it would be nice for Daphne to not worry about contextualizing her grief and trauma with someone who already had preconceived notions of her from myths and legends over the last 1000+ years.

Nadia: so you’re Bloom’s sister! That’s so cool! Do you have magic too?

Daphne, who at this point while not the holder of the flame anymore is still an incredibly powerful fire elemental who retains her nymphix and could hand bloom’s ass to her and call upon The Dragon at will whenever she wants: uh, yeah, some I guess.

Bloom: glad to see being a useless lesbian is a universal trait instead of just earth specific

Daphne: exCUSE ME-

Royal balls be like “The Incarnation of God Itself, heir to The Great Pillar of all of Magic Domino, The Dragon Reborn, Supreme Nymph of Magix, Princess Daphne, and Nadia, Barista on Tuesday, Thursday, and Weekends, of the plant Earth”

Like, oh boy, THEE DAPHNE, and Nadia from Starbucks.

Also don’t worry it’s not actually a Starbucks. It’s a small local cafe and bakery spot that Bloom really likes. Daphne went with her once, saw Nadia, and went 👀. Daphne doesn’t even like coffee also she just goes there for Nadia and was too anxious to ask about any other drinks so she just gets what Bloom got, would makes Bloom, who is not at all rich on Earth, pay for it, and then didn’t actually drink it.

Also, Nadia is definitely wearing heels here.

She’s only around 5’9 or ~175cm, while as I’ve mentioned before, Daphne is 6’7 or ~200cm.

She like to wear different heels and go “ok NOW how close am I to being taller than you” or sometimes go “ok, I think I beat you this time” when she tries on a new pair

She’s never close obviously and they both know that because hehe funny joke, but Daphne will still go “oh, you just might’ve this time.”

Musa and Aisha meanwhile are Struggling. Not only is Musa someone who is already insanely anti-monarch in her governmental views, even one that operates more as a democracy, the government she’s working with can’t stand her.

I’ve mentioned in these posts how marriage works on Andros, and Musa is Not It. She’s not even a Land Androsian, which would’ve been considered a bit of a scandal because of how their government structure is set up. No it’s much worse, for oh no, she’s not an Androsian at all! Truly horrific (I say this sarcastically, but that’s genuinely what the nobles and a chunk of the population feel).

Musa is doing what she can to appease Androsian court.

Gold is a big fucking no no on Andros, but she doesn’t want to give that up since it’s a really important part of her culture.

Aisha is standing with her on that, but it doesn’t make it easier to deal with the assholes in court.

She’s even muted her reds to lean more towards purples and blues.

Muting the reds was a huge olive branch of sorts and she’s pissed about it and doesn’t like doing it (but she did it, and it wasn’t even appreciated, but WHATEVER), but she refuses to get rid of the golds (good for her).

Aisha has gold nail polish here also. She’s doing what she can, and eventually is just gonna say fuck it and start wearing straight up gold with her silvers and tell Musa to get back in the bright red or so help me-

Stella let’s Aisha borrow her stash specifically when she first start and immediately commissions some custom ones done for Aisha’s measurements.

#winx club #winx #winx club bloom #winx club Aisha #winx Aisha #aisha winx #winx club layla #winx layla #layla winx #bloom winx #winx bloom #winx stella #winx club stella #stella winx #musa winx club #winx musa #musa winx #nadia oc #world building #lore #winx club rewrite #winx rewrite #winx club redesign #winx redo #winx club redo #winx club remake #winx remake #winx daphne #winx club daphne #daphne winx

[calxia]

Phantom's New Hobby Chapter 1

(I originally planned for this to be a short fic but it quickly got way out of proportion so I'll be posting it in a chaptered format. this first one is 1.5k alone.)

All the ghouls typically had their own things that they liked to do in their free time when all the clergy work was finished. All the ghouls except Phantom that is.

It made sense. He was the newest ghoul and had been on the surface for considerably less time than most of the others. But even Aurora (who had been summoned only a few months before him) had her own hobby. It was just Phantom who hadn't found anything yet.

He spent his free time bored out of his mind or idly plucking at his guitar. He could hardly consider playing the guitar his hobby. His guitar skills were the only thing keeping him on the surface, so it makes sense to keep them brushed up as much as possible. He wanted something more though, something he could do just because it made him happy. He wasn’t quite sure how all the other ghouls had decided what they wanted to do though.

Mountain was always the easiest of the others to find, and also probably the easiest to talk to. He was the definition of a gentle giant and was never anything but kind. He could always be found dutifully tending to his gardens with a tenderness that was rare to see from a ghoul. The gardens and greenhouses were Mountain’s domain. He adored every plant, from the smallest of flowers to the largest of trees. Phantom had watched him in his gardens before, back when he was first summoned and in awe of everything on the surface. Mountain had explained everything he was doing to the younger, despite how Phantom had still been unable to understand English back then. He had found the plants interesting back then, so maybe he could join Mountain in tending to the abbey grounds in his free time.

The taller ghoul was exactly where Phantom expected him to be. He found the other on his hands and knees in a greenhouse, gently weeding the raised beds as he spoke to the plants occupying them. Phantom stood at the doors of the greenhouse just watching him work for a few minutes before the earth ghoul stood up from where he was kneeling and wiped his muddy hands on his trousers.

“The plants told me that you’ve been standing there for a while Bug, why didn’t you say anything?” questioned Mountain, making his way over to Phantom with a hint of concern in his voice. The quintessence ghoul usually only sought Mountain out when he was overwhelmed or anxious about something and needed some quiet calmness to bring him out of it.

“I just wanted to watch you work for a bit,” started Phantom, “I want a hobby so I can do something when everyone else is busy.”

"So, you’ve decided to come give gardening a go again then?” said Mountain, stopping in front of the smaller ghoul. Phantom shyly nodded, realizing that he probably should have discussed this with Mountain beforehand instead of just dropping it on him out of nowhere.

“I can leave if you want?” the quintessence ghoul said, peering up at the larger ghoul through his hair.

Mountain was quick to jump on reassuring him. Phantom was still so unsure about his place in the pack no matter how much the others told him there was always a spot with his name on it. They had only just managed to get him to understand he was allowed to ask whatever he wanted, so Phantom asking to garden with Mountain was a huge step forward.

“you’re always welcome to come help me Bug, we can continue weeding the beds.”

Upon saying that, Mountain gently took ahold of the smaller’s hand and tugged him towards the raised beds he was working on. They both settled down and Mountain guided him through how to differentiate between plants and weeds, and how to remove the weeds without harming the surrounding plants. They worked side by side ridding all of the beds of weeds for a few hours before Phantom started getting twitchy and impatient. Gardening, while calming, was not the most stimulating hobby and wasn’t really holding his attention. If it hadn’t been for Mountain’s presence and quiet words, Phantom would have left the greenhouse hours ago. He sat idly fiddling with one of the discarded weeds while Mountain finished up the last pot, under-stimulated but not wanting to upset Mountain by leaving.

The earth ghoul sat back with a sigh before turning to face the other. “Run along and go find someone else, kid,” Mountain said, idly wiping his hands on his legs, “I can tell Gardening isn’t quite for you, but you’ll always be welcome in here with me.”

Phantom didn’t need to be told twice. He shot up and thanked Mountain profusely before darting out of the greenhouse to track down someone else. He left so quickly that he missed the fond smile gracing Mountain’s face as he watched the younger ghoul leave.

Phantom made his way back towards the Ghoul quarters. The rest of his pack were far less predictable than Mountain and could be anywhere in the abbey. He needed to wash the dirt off his hands anyway so he might as well check out the common areas of the pack den.

He climbed in through a window they left open at all times for easy access to their kitchen area to be greeted by Cumulus standing over a pot on the stove stirring. There was a sweet smell in the air which caused Phantom to begin to salivate. Cumulus’ baking was famous amongst all the ghouls and even the siblings and clergy. Everything she made was always so delicious and Phantom had been awestruck the very first time he had tasted any of it. Sweet wasn’t really a taste in the pit and Phantom had never had the opportunity to be picky; he ate what was available to him no matter what. The pit was eat or be eaten, there was no opportunity to have likes and dislikes.

Phantom had quickly grown to adore baked goods, and Cumulus’ were always the best. Maybe he could join Cumulus and take up baking?

Cumulus turned to face him with a content smile across her face. “Hello Puppy, I’m afraid there’s still a little bit until what I’m making is ready to eat.”

She was more than used to how Phantom would hang around the kitchens when she was almost finished baking, hoping that the air ghoul would take pity on him and give him something. He truly lived up to his nickname of Puppy, especially how he was currently beaming at her with his tail wagging behind him.

“what’re you making ‘Lus? Can I help you?” he said so quickly he stumbled over his words.

“Of course, Pup, I’m making salted caramel brownies and I’d love for you to give me a hand.” She replied, pointing at the image in the cookbook propped up on the windowsill. There were loads of steps to the recipe, but the example image looked so delicious that he couldn’t help but be excited.

“Pop an apron on first Sweet, can’t be having to clean up both you and the kitchen afterwards,” Cumulus said with a melodical humour in her voice as she herded the younger ghoul to the aprons hanging up on some hooks.

The rest of the afternoon went quick as he followed Cumulus’s lead in the kitchen. He was the complete opposite of her when it came to baking. The pack had realised pretty much immediately that Phantom should not be allowed near anything hot after he’d put his hands on the hot stove, so what he could help with was very limited. Cumulus had given him a bowl of dry ingredients to sift while she tackled melting chocolate and finishing up the caramel, and Phantom had somehow managed to get half of the flour into the dark patches of his fur within minutes. The older ghoul had just chuckled at Phantom’s nervous face when he realised just how much of a mess he’d made.

She was quick to distract him by pouring the chocolate mix into Phantom’s bowl and pressing a rubber spatula into his hands for him to mix it together. Cumulus helped the younger ghoul sandwich layers of the indulgent brownie batter with the thick, rich caramel before she slipped the tray into the oven. Phantom began to bounce from his heels to his toes as the anticipation of a sweet treat started to buzz under his skin.

“Phantom, come over here so I can clean the flour off of you before you traipse it around the den,” Cumulus called out from where she stood by the sink holding a damp cloth. The other bounced over to her and let her fuss over him and scrub the cloth through his fur, causing it to spike up in awkward clumps. It always embarrassed him just how much he got treated like a kit, but Phantom couldn’t deny each gentle touch made him preen under the attention.

“Ok pup, run along now, those brownies have to cook for a while and I need to get started on dinner.” She smiled fondly at him and ruffled a hand through his thick hair.

Phantom gave a pleased chirp before turning to leave the kitchen. He’s sure baking won’t be the hobby for him, so he better track down another packmate to try out theirs!

#phantom ghoul #nameless ghouls #the band ghost #ghost headcanons #ghoul headcanons #cumulus ghoulette #mountain ghoul #calxwrites #Phantoms new hobby #pure fluff #why am i all of a sudden capable of writing sickeningly sweet things

[theimaginethinker]

Beyond the Walls (Gally x Female! Reader)

Masterlist

Chapter Warings: Language, Violence, Death, Use of Y/N

Chapter 1: Introduction

I stood at the gates of the maze with Harriet and Sonya waiting for the walls to open.

“To tell you both the truth, I’m ready to get out of this icy hell.”  I told the girls with a little laugh. Looking around the spring, seeing girls get up to get ready to go to work.

“Us too.” Harriet said back to me, rubbing her hands together.

“Well, look at this way we do get another girl today.” Sonya interjected with her joyful glee she always seems to have.

 “Well, a newbie for Ximena to welcome into our lovely Spring.” I said sarcastically and tightened my laces. The gates start to open, and I turn to the girls standing next to me. “I’ll see y’all later.”

“Stay safe” They yell at me as I take off down the corridor.

(7 hours)

“Hey, let me go” I yelled as men dressed in all black clothing carried me away. I had just found a way out and when they came out of nowhere to grab me. They put me in an all-white room, reminding me of when it snows in the Spring.

“Hello Y/N. Do you know who I am?” A woman much older than me in all white asked me. She was a little taller than me with blonde hair and a few wrinkles in her face. Her skin is fair with some color in her cheeks. Her hair was pulled back tight making her round face pull back with it.

“Should I?” I asked.

“No, you should not. But you found a way out faster than we planned.” She sat down in a chair across from me. “And we can’t have you go back in. So, we are going to put you through another test while we wait.” she told you with a smile. A smile I didn’t like, one that told me that the ‘test’ wasn’t going to be one that I’ll like.

“What is tha-” I started before I felt a prick in the side of my neck, and everything went black. When I awoke, I was in the hottest place I ever remember being in. Looking around all I see is sand, blue sky with a hot sun, and what looked like a building in the distance. “Well, this is different.” I said to myself, I put my hands in my pockets to find a piece of paper. ‘Survive. Find Safe Haven.’ is all that is written on it. Great.

Time skip (A week)

“Come on this way.” A man told me leading me down a tunnel underground. I had been in what these people have been calling the Scorch for about a week before these men found me. And decided that I was worth keeping after I was able to steal from them without them noticing, and that I was from WCKD.

“Lawrence, we found this WCKD Immune walking around the scorch. What should we do with her?” The man said, not mentioning I easily steal from them. Another man stood next to a plant that held flowers. The man turned to me showing that he didn’t have part of his nose. He stared me up and down, thinking.

“We could sell her back to WCKD. Bet they pay good money for an immune.” The man told the man who found me. No. I’m not going back to those people ever, if I go back terrible thing will happen.

“Or I can help you. I used to do the maze and I was also a medic in my maze. I’m one hell of a problem solver and a great negotiator. I can do anything you give me and help any way I can. Plus, I stole from your man without them noticing” I said quickly to not be sold back the WCKD. “Something this guy forgot to mention, probably to save his humility.” Both heads quickly turn to me then they look at each other. 

“Why were you in the Scorch by yourself?” The man asked me as he waved to me to come closer with his hand.

“I found my way out of the maze quicker than WCKD intended. They didn’t know what to do with me, so they stuck me in the middle of that waist land and told me to find a way. That was it. I wanted to go back for my friends, but they grabbed me before I could do so. Guessing so I couldn’t go and get the rest of them out, ruining whatever plans they have.” I explain to them.

“We keep her. Train her. She is going to become a great aspect to our cause.” He said, giving me a small smile. “She is not afraid to stand up and talk. We can use that to make alliances. She may also be able to help us with WCKD compounds.” He went back to his roses. “Jasper, get her a place to rest and new clothes.” the man nodded at me to follow him. “What’s your name sweetheart?” He asked me.

“Y/N.” I stopped and turned to him.

“Welcome to our world Y/N. You can call me Lawerence.”

“Thank you.” I gave Lawrence a nod before going back to following the man named Jasper.

Time Skip (4 months)

“Okay, this should be Maze Trial A. An all-boys group, from what we have gathered, they escaped just a few days ago. So, the compound should be abandoned.” I told my group as we got out of our vehicles. “What we are here for is information we can use, and any weapons left behind. But stay sharp. We don't know if WCKD has put any hidden sensors or anything like that.” We open the door with our guns ready. Walking in I see two bodies on the ground. The first one I came to was a boy no older than 14 years old, curly hair and a round face. God why does it have to be the younger ones. I pulled my mask off after feeling his pulse looking at the gunshot wound in his chest. His skin was cold and the was no pulse, not even a shallow one. “He's gone.” I told them moving to the older blonde headed looking boy, who looked to be my age. I hear a few curses from the men towards WCKD as I walk over to the other boy. He had a spear in his chest. Checking his pulse, I could feel a very light pulse. “He’s not thought. I need help over here, we got a live one.” I yelled out.

“Y/N he’s not going to make it.” The other medic of the group tells me.

“We need to save him, if he's immune. He’s worth saving.” I told him. “I need everyone else to spread out and search the compound. We move out in 30.” I yell out to everyone else as we get to work on the boy. Slowly getting him back stable and the spear out of him. That's when I notice his vines and start searching, seeing a needle looking thing next to me. “Hey, he’s been stung. I need the antidote.” I yell out, and he starts to shake. He gains some sort of consciousness back as he opens his eyes up some, looking at the other medic before looking at me. We lock eyes I give him a small smile. “Don’t worry we got you.” I told him as his eyes closed.

Time Skip (A few days)

I sat in my living area, being of a higher rank gives me a better space. Being a good friend to Lawrence gives me an even better space. I’m going over the files that were collected from our Maze A mission. Information left behind was more than we expected as WCKD usually wipe everything. I guess they didn’t have time to wipe everything, just the info on the test subjects that were being held and tested in the maze. I was focused on the task at hand when I hear a cough coming from my sleeping space. As I was the one that wanted to save the boy, I had to be the one to take care of him. One of the rules made by Lawrence. Getting up I walk over to see him already sitting up in my makeshift bed.

“How are you feeling stick?” I asked. The boy immediately jumped up and looked at me. Getting into a fighting like stance.

“Who are you, where am I, and how did I get here?” he questioned. I put my hand up to stop him.

“My name is Y/N. You're in my apartment, in a safe compound just outside the last city. We saved you from WCKD compound Maze A, a few days ago and brought you here to heal. And just so you know we are not WCKD nor selling you back.” I told him, walking farther into the room.

“How can I trust you?” He asked angrily standing up, walking towards me and towering over me. Something I didn’t take too kindly to, but it was kind of hot. Well, I can emit that the boy is a little cute.

“Because WCKD decided that they were going to take me. A female who spent the time of her life that she could remember in a frozen hell and throw her into the middle of the desert. Just because she finished one of their trials too quickly. The same female who saved you after the other medic in her group told her that it might not be worth it. That same female who gave you her bed to recover in, has been watching over you and who’s been changing your bandages for the past few days.” I say to him before turning around to walk out of the room. “You’ll meet with Lawrence in an hour, he is the boss around here. And you're welcome for saving your life.” I said as I walked away. “Oh, your new clothes are on the chair.” I called behind my shoulder. I told someone to inform Lawrence that the boy was awake.

A few minutes later the boy walks out now dressed in black pants and a gray hoodie. And if I was to tell you the truth, the boy is cute. With his short but not shaved hair and warm brown eyes. He was skinny but still built, most likely from the food WCKD gave them to eat. “You hungry?” I asked and all he does is nodded his head. I get up heading to my small kitchen, as he follows me. I make him a plain meat and cheese sandwich and he quickly eats it. Making me have a small smile which he gives back.

“Um…” he starts getting my attention. “You said something about WCKD, were you a part of it at some point?” He questions as I sit across from him at the small table.

“I’ll tell you, but you have to tell me your name first.” I told him.

“Gally.” He said very quickly as I chuckled at it.

“Hello Gally. Well, I’m just like you, a test subject of WCKD. I was put into a maze to be tested on. I got out too early and so they put me in the middle of the desert.”

“You said you came from a frozen hell. The maze I was in  wasn’t frozen, and it was all boys. Well, we were all boys until.” he cut himself off.

“They made our maze different. Yours was more of a heat and humidity type environment. Mine was cold and icy. I mean we had to use ice skates instead of running the maze because it was just covered in ice. They probably did it to see which environment worked better for whatever they were needing it for.”

“And then were you all girls or?”

“We were all girls, when I was there­.” I replied as there was a knock on my door. “That's the cue. Time to find out your fate Gally.” I told him with a smile as I walked him to where Lawrence was. “You’ll be fine. And don’t stare.” I said with a smile, and he just looked at me confuse before walking in.

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@rosesareyellowtoo

#maze runner x reader #gally x reader #the maze runner #gally imagine #gally x y/n #gally maze runner #gally tmr #the death cure #will poulter

[y2ashlee]

Riddle Rosehearts x Female! Reader smut

Warnings: Sex obviously

Reader/Mc is she/her and has female genitalia also is slightly taller than Riddle. Reader/Mc is also kinda dom.

It may be that they are in a relationship and it may be that they are not, you decide.

This is also the first smut I’ve written in like a year probably. Also the first I’ve written for a Twisted Wonderland Character and also the first I’ve written for a short king.

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Queen’s Rule 703: Anyone who comes in second in a croquet tournament must serve the queen tea the next day.

A few days ago the Prefect of Ramshackle had lost to Riddle in a croquet tournament and as such she had to serve the “Queen” aka Riddle tea the next day but because of some unforeseen circumstances she wasn’t able to as she was asked (blackmailed) by Crowley to do some dumb task so she had to postpone. Riddle understood and allowed her to postpone as she wasn’t apart of his dorm so she didn’t actually have to obey the rules yet she still complied with the rules for the most part. But today he had made sure that it was just them as he invited her into his room a tea set for two sat on the coffee table on a tray along with some sweet treats. He gave her a smile and gestured for her to sit and she did and he sat down next to her. “Sorry again that I wasn’t able to do it for you yesterday.” She said as she poured the tea and made it the way he liked it. “It is fine as you were asked by the Headmage and couldn’t refuse. You also do not have any obligation to actually follow the queen’s rules.” He said watching her make it and placed the cup and saucer in front of him. “True, but I lost while in Heartslabyul so I have to follow the rules of the dorm I’m in despite not being apart of the dorm.” She stated as he lifted the cup to his lips taking a sip. He smiles as it was perfectly made. “Well done.” He says softly glancing at her. She smiles softly. “I’m glad it’s to your liking, Mr Rosehearts.” She says sarcastically. He gave her a smug grin. “Hmph, no need for formalities, Prefect. Pour yourself some tea as well.” He says gesturing to the other teacup. She nods and makes herself a cup and takes a sip smiling at him afterwards. “May I ask why we’re in your room instead of the lounge?” She asked facing him to peer at his face. His eyes widen slightly as he takes another sip of his tea and replies. “Well, I just thought it would be better to not bring anymore attention to yourself as you usually end up getting a lot of that without even doing anything yourself.” He said looking at her with a glance of his eyes. “Ha, yeah that’s true, sadly I wish attention wasn’t attracted to me.” She said taking another sip of tea signing softly. He gulped and placed his cup down gesturing to the sweets on the table. “Have some if you’d like, Trey made them.” He said. “They’re profiteroles, there are cream and custard filled ones.” He said quickly trying to push down his nerves.

She smiled at him and placed her cup down picking one up and took a bite smiling at the taste. “They’re so good.” She smiled once more finishing the small pastry. He gulped and reached over wiping his thumb over her lip. “You had some on you lip.” He said quickly. “Oh, uh thank you.” She said her face flushing a little. He placed a hand on her chin and lent closer to her his face flushed as he gently kissed her pulling away quickly watching her reaction. She blinked quickly but kissed him back. He jumped a little as she lent into him his back falling to the seat as she lent over him. “Oh gosh are you ok?” She said softly her breath tickling his flushed cheeks. “Y-yes I’m quite alright.” He said gulping once more. She smiles her eyes soft. “That’s good.” She said softly kissing him once more her hands planted on either side of his head as she pulled away. “I see the real reason why we’re in you room and not the lounge now.” She said smirking as she kissed him once more. “I only wanted us the be in a quiet place away from the trouble makers.” He said sputtering. “It’s ok, I understand but why don’t we enjoy ourselves to the fullest extent.” She said her right hand trailing down to hold herself above him her left knee pressed against his left leg. “T-then we should probab-!” She cut him off with another kiss and he leant into it his arms wrapping around her waist pulling her towards him as she pulled away. “Move this to the bed~?” She asked her eyes soft. “..yes..” he said softly and she smiles pulling away from him and walking over to his bed sitting on it leaning back on her hands. “Well?” She asks kicking off her shoes and tilts her head. He stands up quickly and walks over to her his heart thumbing in his chest as he stood in front of her. “You should probably remove all the unnecessary clothing.” She said. “Like the cape and boots.” She gestured to the boots. He took at breath and nodded and stripped himself down to just his trousers and shirt. She smiled softly her eyes glinting as she took off her blazer and vest undoing her tie throwing them to the floor before unbuttoning her shirt. He gulped as he watched her and took a deep breath as he removed his gloves and other clothing until he was just in his trousers. He let out a breath as she un buckled her belt and zipper and slipped of her pants leaving her underwear on as she slipped off her socks dropping them to the floor.

“Well are you just going to stand and stare?” She said chuckling a little and held out a hand towards him. He placed his hand in hers and she pulled him towards her as he knelt on the bed his knees on either side of her legs as he straddled her as she laid down. He lent down capturing her lips in a rough kiss trying to forget his nervousness and focus on the task. He manoeuvred his legs between her thighs his left thigh pressing against her clothed womanhood as his left hand holding himself up as his right was still being held by her hand. He pulled away to take a breath before moving his lips to her neck leaving small kisses against it as she moved her hand to cup her breast through her bra pulling down the fabric of it with his hand as he felt her skin against his hand he pulled away slightly looking down at her with gentle eyes his face flushed along with hers she nodded at him. And he flicked his thumb across her exposed nipple and she let out a gasp he hand pulling away from his as he lent down and kissed down her neck to her breast unclothing the other breast as he licked the nipple hearing her let out a soft moan making him regain the confidence he had before this started his thigh moving against her clothed petals hoping this small amount of friction was doing something. Her hands fiddled with his hair before moving down to the waistband of his trousers her fingers slipping beneath touching his skin and rubbed her fingers against his skin. He pulled away letting out a groan before looking up at her his hand moving down towards her underwear slipping them off and dropping them to the floor as he parted her thighs and slid his fingers between her wetting petals hearing her let out a gasp as he moved his fingers against her bud and wet petals before prodding her cavern gently not wanting to be to rough as he circled his figure around it before sliding it in slowing before backing it out repeating the motion a few times before moving his finger deeper into her cavern. Her soft sighs and gasps giving him the ego boost he needs to continue eventually adding another finger the pace quickening as he heard her moan softly her fingers gripping the fabric of his trousers slipping them down a little his growing bludge keeping them from moving further without force.

“Riddle, I want you~” she said breathlessly a moan escaping her lips. He stopped and removed himself from her before getting up and walking over to his bedside table and rummaging through it and getting out a condom. Taking a deep breath he returned to her embrace kissing her gently before tugging down his trousers and underwear shuddering at the cool air hitting his exposed length. She sat up a little her hand sliding against shaft and he let out a groan as he avoided her glaze feeling inadequate at the size of her hand compared to his length. She strokes his length in her hand a few times feeling him twitch against her touch as he let out a soft moan his length hardening in her hand as she looked up at him his eyes and jaw clenched. “Are you ok?” She asked softly stopping her movements and pulling her hand away. He lets out a breath and nods. “Y-yes.” He says looking her in the eye then quickly averting his glaze as he takes a breath. “Okay.” She smiles softly and gives him a moment to compose himself. He sighs before opening the small packet and placed the slick sleeve upon his length the cool liquid making him shudder slightly. He opened his eyes and lent down sealing his lips with hers his tongue slipping past her lips and playing with hers as he rubbed his length against her petals before pulling away and leaving kisses down her neck the tip of his length prodding her cavern entrance before pushing in slowly the feeling of her cavern walls clench around his tip already making him shudder as a groan left his mouth. She sighed softly biting her lip feeling him push himself inside her letting out a moan the moment he shoved himself in completely. “S-sorry!” He said quickly. “It’s ok, Riddle.” He sighed softly biting his lip fighting to move as he waited for her to adjust.

“..y-you can move.” She said pulling his head against her chest. He nodded and pulled himself out a little and pushed back into her repeating the unconfident movement before he started to get into a rhythm his pace quickening as he placed his hand on her hips his thumbs rubbing circles into them trying to make her feel as good and her warm carven was making him feel. He let out a low groan feeling himself getting closer to his release not wanting to disappoint her he pulled her closer to him wrapping one of her legs around his waist while his place a hand on the back of her other leg pushing it against her to get a deeper angle. He grunted as he thrusted quicker feeling himself go deeper inside of her. She gasped at the new feeling her back arching as his length rubbed against a good spot inside her eyes fluttering at the feeling of her walls clenching around him. He moaned his feeling himself shudder as he felt himself closer to his high. “_-______-!” He gasped her walls clenching around him as he felt himself come undo her pace slowing but not stopping chasing his high until he gave her high. His thrusts became sloppy but just as hard as she arched her back pulling him closer to him as her breath hitched fee I no her high finally arrive letting out a low moan her eyes fluttering close as she bit her lip. He slowed his pace before completely stopping and pulling out of her. “Are you alright?” He asked looking down at her his breathing hitching at the sight of her. “Y-yeah, I’m ok.” She said softly smiling at him with closed eyes. “Don’t move I’ll c-clean up.” He said quickly grabbing some baby wipes and tissues from his bedside table and cleaned the both of them up before tossing everything in the bin. “Hope we weren’t to loud.” She said chuckling a little while she put on her clothes. He froze as he slid on his gloves. “I highly doubt anyone would have heard us as it’s the middle of the day, and it’s Saturday.” He said trying to reassure himself that no one could not have heard. “Well that’s a relief.” She said slipping on her socks and shoes. “I know the tea is obviously cold by know but can we still eat the sweets.” She said looking up at him before standing up. “O-of course.” He said leading her over to the lounge letting her sit down before he took a seat. They both smiled at each other before chatting and eating like nothing happened. But in the back of Riddle’s mind those thoughts of if anyone heard them stayed.

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Hope you enjoyed my garbage Also I believe that Riddle would never have sex before marriage because he would believe that it is a rule of some sort. Or because his parents explained sex in detail and that scarred him and scared him from ever doing it before marriage. I also believe that his parents (mother) would buy him condoms to make sure he doesn’t become a teen dad or get any stds. Also was probably shown the right way to put one on with a banana.

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[krikeymate]

I love your double whammies so 

prompt: 

Tara gets her wisdom teeth out and Sam has to get her back to the apartment and in bed as she’s coming off of the laughing gas. Chaos ensues. 

I gave the inverse to Tee :) 

Catch the mirrorverse over here. Take your bets, which one of us is the evil twin?

“Sam.”

“Yes, love?”

“NO! I want Sam!”

Tara struggles, unsuccessfully, in the taller girl’s arms.

After damn near half a year of suffering, mostly in silence, Sam had gotten the truth out of her about her sister’s grumpy mood and poor appetite, and made a dentist appointment. A short hour later, and $300 poorer, Tara was down two wisdom teeth, and Sam was making the difficult trek home with her unsteady little sister.

“I am Sam, dummy.”

“Nu-uh!”

God Sam wishes she was filming this.

For posterity.

And payback.

It would make such good payback next time Tara decides to be a little shit.

Alas.

“Ok then,” she struggles to say beneath the laughter bubbling up in her throat and the elbow she catches in the stomach, “who am I then?”

The question seems to stump her little sister, taking up all the brain power she has access to, giving Sam a blissful four minutes where Tara is quiet and complacent.

“A kidnapper,” she eventually blurts out with a matter-of-fact tone more concerned with being right than about what she’s actually suggesting.

“A kidnapper?”

Sam hums in delight.

This is what life is about, she thinks.

This, this, right here, is something she could have never imagined in her wildest dreams when she was younger. Heck, even a couple of years ago, holding her sister’s hand in an ambulance, promising never to let go… she never could have foreseen where it would take them.

Tara in her arms, high as a kite, and calling for Sam. Out of her mind and all she wants is her sister.

She’s never felt so loved.

Tara always manages to show her in the funniest of ways.

But then again, they’ve never been a normal family. Why should the way they love be any different?

“I’shud warn you,” Tara says, tripping over her own feet as they turn the final corner before home. “My sister is gonna kick your ass.”

“Oh yeah?” Sam mutters absent-mindedly as she keeps her girl from face-planting the floor.

“Yup,” Tara continues, unaware of her near-brush with the pavement. “She’s real good with a knife, an’ she doesn’t like it when people touch me. She’ll cut your hands off!”

Sam snorts at the declaration.

“Damn, better get you home then.”

She wrestles with the door to the apartment block, catching Tara’s hand just a moment too late to stop her swiping every button on the buzzer box.

“Shit,” she mutters under her breath, grabbing Tara around the waist and lifting her into the air. ‘The walk home will sober her up’, my ass, she muses, as her sister whines in her hold.

Sam walks them quickly the elevator, Tara perched on her hip like they’re a decade younger and haven’t been through unspeakable horrors, before anyone thinks to investigate the asshole messing with the intercom system. She really doesn’t need the neighbours to hate them any more than they already do.

A couple of murders happen one time and they hold it against you forever!

It wasn’t their fault.

But what do they care, judgemental busy-bodies with nothing better to do.

Speaking of, there she is, Mrs Shepherd, glaring beneath her glasses, heavy on the judgement. Lingering in her doorway, as always.

“I was kidnapped,” Tara whispers, loudly, over Sam’s shoulder as she hurries to unlock the door.

Oh jesus.

“She wasn’t–” Sam’s quick to correct, spinning on her heels… door across the way now closed and hallway empty.

“Aaand she’s gone. Thanks Tara.”

“You’re welcome,” she chirps back.

The apartment gossip mill will be thriving tonight.

Sam shakes her head, unable to hold back a smile. She can’t bring herself to care. “Home sweet home,” she declares, pushing the apartment door open with her foot.

“Sammy,” Tara whines, head pillowed on Sam’s shoulder and nudging at her jaw.

“Yes, love?” Sam murmurs, nudging the door shut and eyeing the locks for a moment.

“Feel sick.”

More pressing matters first.

“Let’s get you to bed, you can lie down for a while.”

They’re safe, the locks can wait.

It’s something Sam’s been working on. Feeling safe.

The suggestion to leave the door unlocked during the day when they’re home had been a stupid one if you ask Sam.

She wouldn’t entertain it at all if the suggestion hadn’t been made in their joint therapy session.

If Sam were a paranoid person, and she is, she’d almost think that their therapists were colluding together. Why else would the most suspicious of advice be set out in their joint sessions, where Sam has no choice but to follow the homework set if she wants to provide a good example for her sister.

God she fucking hates therapy.

How many years, and how much progress?

Shit.

“Tara honey, you have to let go,” she murmurs as she tries to deposit Tara on her bed.

“Stay with me,” she whines, clinging tighter. “Don’t want you to go.”

Sam sighs. Inside her, a silent war wages, as always.

“I’m not going anywhere, darling.”

It was never a choice.

“Good, the kidnapper might come back, always safe with you here.”

“Oh my god.”

#/mp #ask box #samcscreams #Scream #Sam Carpenter #Tara Carpenter #my writing tag

[fxlling13]

Because of you.

Dh!master x fem reader

Warnings: doctor is mean

Synopsis: the doctor has seemingly abandoned you even if you're right there with her.

My back ached as i leant awkwardly against a tree. Not just a normal tree either. Seeing as we were on an alien planet, this tree had green wood and leaves the were an ombre of gold and purple. As well as that, the wood itself seemed to be more solid and dense. For some reason, the doctor had stranded us here, saying she'd be back in an hour but, of course, her time management was awful.

"Dont think too hard, your brain might explode." A voice came from behind me, causing me to roll my eyes. As of late, the doctor had decided she needed to keep a closer eye on her best enemy. So here I was, stuck on an unknown planet with the master. An icy wind blew over, making me loose my train of thought.

"Ignoring me now? That's not very nice." Sighing, I looked over to him and crossed my arms. The male was stood a few feet away, coat long since abandoned on the tardis and sleeve rolled down for once. Probably due to the atmosphere. It was absolutely freezing. Though, we were alone here so I couldn't be too hard on the timelord. It wasn't his fault after all. Turning to him fully, I gave a close-lipped smile.

"Sorry, I was distracted." I said, rubbing my hands together subtly. He hummed, walking over and taking his place next to me.

"So, have you ever been here before?" Deciding to make conversation to pass the time, I asked him the simple question with genuine interest.

"No, actually. I'm pretty sure this was an orphan planet at one point." The master told me, looking around at the scenery. Brown grass was frosted but healthy and many plants could be seen.

"Doesn't look dead to me." Pursung his lips, the taller male nod and inched closer, though i didn't notice.

"Well, a fleet of silurians found it and brought it back to life." That made sense, seeing as they were big on all things nature. A shiver rippled through my body and I quickly zipped up my hoodie. If only the doctor let us prepare for this. She had other things, meaning other people, on her mind.

"Your cheeks are red." Feeling embarrassed, I glanced at the master, eyebrows furrowed.

"That's what happens when humans get cold." Again, he nod.

"Its cute. Us timelords, we don't work like that." Ignoring the second half of that sentence, i could feel the blush settling in. Why did him saying that make me so shy? During his time on board the tardis, he seemed to follow me around. That, I had noticed. But I merely thought it was his love for annoying me that made him do that. We had a movie night last week and he sat next to me. Just a coincidence, right? Or that one time he held my hand whilst running away from a pack of zygons. Just the heat of the moment surely. All of a sudden, I felt myself get pushed forward, away from the tree. Before I could complain, two arms wrapped around my sides; taking my hands in theirs then sliding them into the pockets of my hoodie. Looking up, the master looked back with a lazy grin.

"Dont even complain love, I don't have a coat and you're freezing." Knowing he was right, I relaxed back into his hold, basking in his natural body heat. Even though he wasn't the tallest man alive, he was the perfect height to hug. Shamefully, I had noticed this the first time we met. Back then, I found him to be quiet attractive. Not that I didn't now but, seeing as he was the doctors enemy, I tried not to think such things. More wind blew and I pressed myself against him more. Not minding, the master gave my hand a quick squeeze.

"Where is she? In what world is this an hour? Its been, what, three at this point? Ridiculous." He tutted, clearly fed up by this point. So was I.

"She's with yaz, master." Confused, he stared down at me as I rested my head back to meet his peircing eyes.

"Have you not noticed, in all your time with us?"

"Noticed what?" He asked, clearly oblivious to the blossoming romance.

"The only thing the doctor pays any attention to now is yaz. Not me, not even you. Since they got together, it's consumed her." My tone was slightly bitter over this whole situation.

"And, you know, I don't blame her. I'd love to have a relationship. But its gotten to the point where the rest of us don't matter. Hell, even Dan left." I continued. Hearing the master scoff, I glanced up once again.

"That's what keeping her so distracted? She does this every time." Shocked that he didn't see this, I asked-

"You really didn't notice? They're pretty obvious." Grinning, he shrugged a little.

"I was only ever focusing on you." Face heating up, I looked away quickly and listened as he laughed a little. The cold was getting worse the later it got and my body was shaking at this point.

"She'll never hear the end of this. Making you suffer whilst she has her play dates." He muttered, glaring at nothing in particular.

"Even I considered leaving but there's nothing for me at home. Now, there's nothing for me here either. She barely registers that I'm there." I didn't mean to get choked up, but tears gathered in the corners of my eyes and my voice wavered.

"Maybe I should just go home. I'm not needed here anymore. Y'know, people always told me I was the second choice." Maybe it was the cold, making me ramble on about the things that had been building up for a while. Pressing my lips together, I let out a quiet sniffle. Instantly, I was turned around and pulled into the masters hold properly. His arms were wrapped around me tightly and, on instinct, I buried my face into the crook of his neck. Tears ran down my cheeks but he didn't seem to mind.

"Dont say that. You're not a second choice. Just because that idiot woman is love struck, doesn't mean you're worth any less." The master spoke softly, rubbing my back which both soothed me and created extra heat.

"You're the reason I agreed to her idea. The only reason I followed you around was because I wanted to be near you." Stunned at his admittance, I lifted my head just enough to look at him. Just by reading his expression, I could see it was sincere.

"Could of just come to me normally."

"Most humans push me away." Resting my head back down again, I gripped onto his shirt weakly.

"I won't. I like your company." It was true. This insane, genocidal man brought me comfort.

"I'll remember you said that, sweetheart." The pet name just caused me to smile. Beginning to feel light headed, I went slightly limp and the master cursed under his breath.

"Try to stay awake, I'm trying to contact her." Knowing he meant with his mind, the doctor was most likely Ignoring him. Like always. He kept grumbling about how ignorant and careless she was. Agreeing mentally, I perked up once hearing the familiar engines of the tardis. Out she came, placing her hands on her hips dramatically.

"What are you whining about? I've only been gone a little while!" The doctor almost yelled, clearly annoyed that he'd been contacting her.

"A little? It's been three hours and you damn well know the conditions of this planet!" He spoke through gritted teeth, glaring at the blonde lady. She just scoffed.

"You're fine! Honestly. You're so dramatic." The sound of her voice became muffled as my body finally gave out. Luckily, the master felt this and lifted me with ease before giving the doc a deadly stare.

"Get out of the way." Eyes wide, she turned on her heal and walked back into her ship, him barging past. Completely ignoring yazs' calls, he was glad to find the tardis had moved my room closer. Pushing the door open with his foot, he was quick to place me down on the bed before pulling the covers up.

"I'll be right back." He smiled before leaving me to get comfortable. The bed was cosy and the duvet brought instant warmth. Not enough though.

The master made his way into the kitchen and began boiling milk. Drumming his fingers against the marble surface, he felt eyes on the back of his head.

"So, did you have fun on your little date, doctor?" Hearing her come closer, she leant against the counter and glared up at him.

"I was, until you got in the way. You know, when you agreed to this I thought you'd be easy for once." Disbelief was written all over his face.

"Your companion was suffering."

"She's stronger than you think." She retorted to his statement. Trying to calm himself down, the master chuckled bitterly.

"No, I know how strong she is. However, when someone collapses in my arms, that tells me they're suffering." Huffing, the doctor threw her arms up in a sort of defeated manner.

"Okay, so I miscalculated time." Pouring the hot milk into the cup, the master reached I to the cupboard to grab the hot chocolate powder.

"Why are you drinking that?" Rolling his eyes at her question, he carried on with making the drink.

"Its not for me." He muttered, hunting around for marshmallows. Realising who is was for, the blonde blinked in confusion.

"(Y/n) likes hot chocolate?" The master picked up the mug and looked to her with a blank expression.

"I've been here two months and I know your companion far better than you do."

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"Here you go." Sitting up, I smiled as the master handed me the perfect cup of hot chocolate. Actually, too perfect. There was seven mini marshmallows floating on top. Exactly how I made it.

"You remembered." I said, simpering at the action that warmed my heart. Coming to sit beside me, he just smirked. Looking smug as ever.

"Of course I did. You make it every time we get back from an outing." Sipping it, I felt content. I had also noticed it was made in my favourite mug.

"Do you need anything?" Humming, I looked up at him and nod immediately. The master stood up, ready to assist but looked perplexed once I'd moved over so I was on the other side of the bed.

"Sit. Stay." Raising his eyebrows, he chuckled and sat down properly. I lifted his arm up and slipped into his hold easily. Almost too easily.

"You needed this?" He asked, thumbing my waist gently. I nod and relaxed completely, my hands holding the mug snug to my chest.

"She's going to come look for me." The master reminded me. Reaching over, I pat the ship affectionately.

"Keep her away, please." Letting of a sound of agreement, I knew I'd been listened to. Finishing my drink, I placed it down then curled up. I felt instantly better and arms circled around me and pulled me in closer.

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A few days later, I was sitting in the console room, reading a book peacefully. I'd been given a half hearted apology from the doctor but that didn't matter to me.

"What are you reading?" Looking up from my page, I smiled at the master and nodded for him to sit next to me. Explaining the Elizabethan literature to him, we began discussing the book in detail. It was nice to finally have someone to talk to. My head rested against his shoulder as we spoke, a calming atmosphere in the air. Unfortunately, we were disturbed once the doctor bounded in with yaz hot on her trail.

"So I'm thinking Trellon? Beautiful planet. Full of unique buildings, exotic markets and-"

"And one of the most deadly royal guards in that part of the galaxy." The master interrupted, looking unamused.

"We'll be fine as long as we don't do anything disruptive." She waved him off, inputing the coordinates into the system. Sighing, the male got up and went to her side.

"Are we sure you'll be okay then?" Letting out a gasp, she seemed almost offended.

"I'm not that bad." He just shrugged. I joined them and looked at her. Seeing the look on my face, I didn't miss the vexed expression.

"Yes you have time to go change. The climate is like that of your home. Lukewarm." Nodding, I left and went into my room. Opting to wear a baggy jumper, short skirt and boots. Making sure my hair was brushed, I felt the tardis land and sprinted back to the console room. Yaz smiled at me and walked over to the door with the doc.

"Ready?" The master held his hand out for me and I took it happily.

Around ten minutes later, we arrived at a huge outdoor market. Different spices and other aromatic smells hung in thr air.

"Now then. Don't wonder off too far and don't get into trouble." The doctor lectured, gazing at one individual in particular. The male besides me held his hands up in defence.

"I make no promises." He chuckled before pulling me off into the crowed. Seemingly excited, I gripped onto his hand, sharing his energy. It was like he was looking for something, inspecting each stall we passed by.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, gazing round in wander. It was extremely busy and the people were dressed up extravagantly.

"Theres this drink. Think, hot chocolate meets cinnamon and maple an-"

"Christmas?" Grinning, he nod and finally came to a halt.

"Yes! Exactly." The master picked up two round, bowl like mugs and handed me one. It was loaded with cream and some sort of sprinkles. Honestly, it looked amazing.

"Try it. You won't be disappointed." Listening to him, I took a sip but only got the cream. Huffing, the masters laugh caught me off guard so I looked up to him.

"What?" Instead of replying, he stepped forward and used his thumb to wipe my nose off gently.

"Try again." Giggling slightly, I took a proper drink this time and my eyes widened at the flavour.

"Good right?" Nodding eagerly, I pointed over to a small box on the counter.

"What's that?" Checking what I was looking at, the master grabbed them and opened it up. Inside were an assortment of colourful tiny blocks. Tilting my head, I watched as he picked one up one and held it to my lips. Giving him a sceptical look, he sighed.

"They're truffles. The sweet kind, not the mushrooms." Taking his word for it, I opened my mouth and was delighted to find it tasted like roasted, caramelised hazelnuts.

"You should trust me by now dear." He spoke almost sadly. Placing the mug down, I hugged his waist tightly.

"I do trust you." Arms wrapped around me and kept me in a protective hold. Like this, I felt content and safe.

"Come on. There's more I want to show you."

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Back on board, I slipped away to take a shower and freshen up. I was happy that, for once, nothing bad happened. Shamefully, it actually felt like a date but I couldn't let myself think like that. Stepping out of my room, I wash shocked to come face to face with the doctor. I smiled up at her.

"Has he hypnotised you?" She spoke sharply, making me very confused.

"What?"

"Or has he promised you things? Empires or galaxies?" Realising she was talking about the master, I blinked at her.

"No? What are you talking about?" I questioned, wondering why she was acting like this. Suddenly, she pulled out her screwdriver and gave me a sonic. Her features were flooded with annoyance.

"I saw you both. Holding hands, sharing food. You even hugged him." Feeling like my privacy had been completely invaded, I moved away.

"You were watching us?"

"I had no choice!" The doctor almost sounded convincing but I knew what she said just wasn't the case.

"Yes you do. You don't need to watch him that closely." Scoffing at my words, she leant back against the wall with a prominent scowel.

"You have no idea (Y/n). He will kill you." Having heard this all before, I rubbed my face in annoyance.

"Dont you think he would of done that by now? Doctor, I think maybe he just enjoys my company." This time, she actually laughed. Her head fell back against the wall before coming up to meet my gaze.

"Oh you poor thing. He really got you didn't he?" Tone patronising, I could feel my blood boiling. Why so suddenly was she treating me like I was nothing.

"Dont talk to me like a child. Just because you think yaz is better than the rest of us, does not give you the right to treat me like shit!" For a moment, she was silent before getting right up in my face.

"You really are stupid! He will manipulate you and treat you like his puppy!" Flinching, I kept my cool.

"Just like you do!" Before she could scream again, I threw my towel at her and ran off down the corridor.

A door suddenly appeared on my left and I entered quickly. Out of breath, I hunched over and successfully held myself from falling.

"(Y/n)?" Looking up, I saw the master sat on a brown leather couch. Taking his glasses off, I wobbled over then collapsed next to him. He sat up and hooked his hands under my arms, pulling me over into his embrace.

"Do you want to kill me? If you do, please just get it done with." After a minute of no reply, his hand began to mess with my hair.

"I'm guessing the doctor had a little word with you hm?" Nodding, I buried my face into his purple vest and took in the scent of old books and ink.

"I always thought, every companion of hers would be on my list. Every one of them have been so annoying. So dumb. Helplessly in love with her." He spoke calmly. His hearts beating in a relaxing rhythm.

"Except you. You've never been afraid of me. You never held the doctor up to a higher standard or treated her as a god." Letting out a sigh, I could tell he was conflicted.

"It took me so long to figure out why I couldn't bring myself to kill you. At first I followed you in hopes I'd just snap like usual. But no. Instead, you bring me peace." Lifing my head, I looked up at him with big eyes. Curious as to where he was going with this, I let him continue.

"You numb the racket in my brain. And whilst I couldn't accept it at first. I do now." I sat myself up, sitting between his legs. Tilting my head, I blushed as he pat cheeks dry gently.

"So no. I'm not going to kill you. Maybe steal you away once I'm finally allowed to go." Giggling, I leant into his larger hand.

"I wouldn't mind that." A grin broke out on his face, pulling me forward yet again so we were even closer.

"Seriously?"

"Why wouldn't I agree? You're more fun than her. Plus, maybe you'll take me where I want to go?" Humming, the master brushed his fingers down through my hair.

"Anywhere you like, as long as I'm sure I can keep you safe." I couldn't help but relax more under his touch.

"I trust you, you know? I know you'd keep me safe no matter what." He grinned, placing a hand on my head and pulling me back into his arms.

"Then, we'll leave. And I'll take wherever and whenever you like." The master spoke softly, leaning down and kissing my head.

"We won't have to deal with this anymore. I promise."

Part 2

#doctor who #doctor who x y/n #dhawan master x reader #dhawan!master #the master x reader

[skeleton-on-wheels0]

Hello, I decided to do this oneshot with Thorin... It's an xReader, although more subtle. I finished this at 00:04 AM, so it's not my best work by any standards. Note that my first language isn't English and please point out any mistakes you find. Hope you enjoy!

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"Are you alright?" he asked, concern in his voice.

He watched her body startle imediately he started speaking and relax once more when she turned around and looked at him from the balcony.

"Thorin!" she breathed out in relief. "Yes, I'm fine. What are you doing here? It's quite late." she asked, looking at him and then at the sky.

It was a lovely summer night. Stars were dancing in the night sky like lots of fireflies, but the moon outshined them all in her round paleness. He didn't admire the sky, though.

He admired her, she who came to offer everything hoping it would help a newly reclaimed kingdom at least a little. In the night sky, he couldn't help but notice the soft glow of white light around her, almost as mithril. But she was far more precious to him.

When he realised he was still silent, he managed to speak without getting his tongue tangled from the beauty he was witnessing.

"I came here to talk with you." he said, almost a whisper.

"Oh? Balin didn't announce me of any audiences with the king. Did I miss something?" she asked, brows furrowing, now turned fully to face him.

"This is not... a matter that would require Balin. It's a far more private matter." he explained, looking to the plants she acquired while residing in Erebor.

"Such as..." she trailed off, waiting for him to finish.

"My undying love for you." he muttered, low enough for her to not be able to distinguish what he said.

"Come again? I didn't get that, Thorin."

He sighed. This was not going to be easy.

"Matters of the heart." he said, a little louder than before.

In all the ways he and Bilbo planned for this to go he didn't even think to consider that he would be so nervous.

"Ahh, love, I suppose. And you seek my counsel for this?" she questioned, playfulness in her tone.

"Yes, if you'd like." he said, looking up at her.

Although he was tall by dwarf standards, she was still a little taller than him. He didn't complain, though. In fact, he loved it and it just fueled him to strive and become the best husband for her. If he would become her husband.

"Well then, shall we go inside? I can make us something to drink." she said, pointing to the balcony door with a nod of her head.

"Yes, inside will do. After you, m'lady. he said, and held the door for her.

"I thought we were past the titles, were we not?" she questioned playfully.

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"Mmmmm" she moaned while drinking tea. "That is delicious. Now, matters of the heart, you said?" she asked, putting the now empty cup on the coffee table.

"I wish to confess. To you. About my love. For you." Gosh, this couldn't have been more akward for him.

He mentally slapped himself at least two times before she spoke :

"You mean to say that you love me? As in, love love, not just a summer fling?" her eyes were a little wider, and she was looking at him with a little disbelief in her voice and a little more hope in her eyes.

He was most surprised at this. How could she ever think that he would be interested in just... a summer fling with her. Her, who helped him along with Bilbo, when he felt lowest, her, who helped them through mourning and her, who guided him like the moon that shines even when all the stars die out.

"I... Where did you get that idea? I wish to properly court you and live and rule with you and no one else." he confessed, putting the cup down and shifting forward to offer her comfort in case she needed it. It was time he returned the favour anyways.

"I hear lots of dwarrrowdams boasting about how beautiful they are and when I look at them and then look at myself, I see that I'm not good enough. Surely you could have any woman in Erebor if you were nice enough." she explained.

He felt a pang in his chest. How could she think of her so lowly?

"Amrâlimê, I wish for no one else but you. The dwarven beauty standards be damned, in my eyes you outshine the moon, the sun, the stars, hell, the whole of Erebor. I look at you and I see such a beauty that I stagger. I look at you and ask myself 'Am I sure she is even real, when in the moon's light she shines like mithril and in the fire's light she shines like gold? When her hair, adorned with silver streams, frames her so well.'" he said as he brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "' When her eyes look like jewels of unthinkable value. When her kindness and patience could rub even on a dragon?'. Sometimes I believe I should be asking, no, begging for a moment of your attention, a mere worshipper begging a goddess walking the earth. I adore you, and I want you to know, to believe that if you'd ask me, I'd fight a dragon." by the end, he was on his knees in front of her, holding her hands in his and peppering kisses on her fingers and knuckles.

She was ... shocked, to say the least. She liked him for quite a while now, but was sure that it would remain just her fantasies. And now there he was, on his knees in front of her, proffesing his love, and being so soft and vulnerable. It made her heart melt and her lip tremble.

"Oh, Thorin." she sighed.

"Please, be honest. I'd be least happy you'd say you love me out of pity for me." he said, looking down.

"I love you too, dear." she said as she unclasped on of her hands from his to touch his bearded cheek and guide his gaze to meet hers.

When he looked at her, he saw she was smiling, and oh, what a beautiful smile it was. So honest and yet so addictive. He felt as if he could kiss her all day long and not get tired.

"You do? Truly?" he asked, disbelieving his ears.

She chuckled. "Yes, you silly. Now get on the couch, I'd like to kiss you if you are alright with it."

"Of course. Anything for my queen." he said as he got up and bowed to her.

#fanfiction #the hobbit #thorin #thorin oakenshield #writing #thorin x you #thorin x reader #thorin x y/n #the hobbit fanfiction

[rachelsfav-queer]

Omegaverse VampRavenWolf with a twist. Only furs have rankings. Normies and other outcasts don’t.

Enid has newly presented as an Alpha, and woke up one day to having a penis. Wednesday of course, is thrilled (for study, of course 😉). Anyways, one day, Enid is hard and it just won’t go away. She’s awkwardly walking around all day trying to hide it but it just won’t go down, no matter how many times she jerks off.

Eventually, Wednesday notices her predicament. Maybe it’s after fencing club when she notices that Enid has waited for everyone to change and leave and upon returning, finds Enid nude from the lower half, literally begging for it to go down. Wednesday makes her presence known, much to Enid’s mortification, but when Wednesday asks what her problem is, Enid explains… so Wednesday offers some assistance.

Cue Wednesday giving Enid a blowjob in the shower stalls. However… she’s not good at it. She doesn’t know how to do it, she’s clumsy, and Enid is too nice to tell Wednesday it isn’t working. Only she doesn’t have to because they’re interrupted by Yoko, who’s been waiting for Enid as they were supposed to meet up. She sees Wednesday struggling and literally offers her some help. She gets down on her knees and joins her and begins to guide Wednesday on how to suck a girl off (she’s a vampire who’s been around for years. She’s definitely been with an Alpha at some point). She holds Wednesday gently by the back of the head and literally guides her with her own hands, sometimes removing Wednesday from Enid’s cock to show her how to do it herself (‘No, Wednesday. Like this, with your tongue.’)

And that’s how Enid finds herself getting sucked off by her two best friends in the showers of the school changing rooms. And part of her alpha brain kicks in because when she gets close to finishing, she really wants to cum on their faces (it’s an Alpha thing) and take a photo… so they let her.

OH. MY. GODS. ANOOONNNNNN!!!!!!

holy fuck, I actually don't have anything to add. I mean, I'll try my best but holy shit. This is fucking incredible.

Anyway, onto my desperate attempt to add something worthwhile to this perfection

So, I'm getting from this that Wednesday starts off sort of overconfident but loses that confidence and begins getting shy and slightly embarrassed (and also even more turned on from her embarrassment) when Yoko basically takes over and is guiding her on how to pleasure Enid. Enid of course is too wrapped up in her pleasure to notice, but Yoko sure does and decides to have some fun later on.

The girls all decide to sleep in Wednesday and Enid's dorm that night and because Enid's too exhausted, Yoko holds off on her idea until the next morning. She manages to wake up before the personification of "morning person" Enid Sinclair and starts getting everything ready. She tiptoes over to her bag to grab some lingerie she hid and gets dressed. Then, she moves over to Wednesday, laying in her bed, and carefully slides on top of her.

She's more than confident that the seer's already awake, she probably woke up at the same time that Yoko did, with her hyper-awareness of the third sharing their dorm that night. So Yoko doesn't waste any time on pretenses and plants a kiss directly on Wednesday's lips, making the shorter girl open her eyes and glare at the vampire.

Wednesday is about to question Yoko when the taller girl plants another kiss to her lips, silencing her for a moment and establishing clearly who was going to be in charge during this particular engagement. Yoko smirks as she sits back up and speaks in a hushed tone in order to avoid waking the werewolf on the other side of the room, "So tell me, yesterday was your first time, wasn't it? Doing anything sexual with someone else? Never mind two people?"

Wednesday scowls in embarrassment, her face tinting with a light red blush. "I hav-" Wednesday pauses, finding it pointless to argue, "Yes..."

Yoko relents a bit, recognizing the vulnerability Wednesday's currently showing. "Hey, don't be embarrassed about it. You're not the only person in the world that's lost their virginity after all," Yoko chuckles and shakes her head, "I remember my first time, I literally pissed myself due to nerves. Luckily, she was into that, so it worked out." Yoko laughs at the memory, but focuses back on the moment and the still very anxious girl below her, though now, Wednesday seems to have lost some of that anxiety, replaced by curiosity. "Oh no, I'm not telling that whole story now. I'll save it for another day, how's that?"

"Agreeable," Wednesday says simply, finding herself loosening up slowly in the vampire's cool presence, literal and figurative.

With that out of the way, and the tension slowly releasing from the women, Yoko decides to get to the point, "So, how about I show you the ropes, figuratively, of course. Enid already showed you the literal ropes yesterday," the vampire snickers at her joke and she swears she saw Wednesday fighting back a smirk as well, "Anyway, I'll give you a little beginner's guide, so to speak, and... I'll get you nice and ready for when Enid wakes up. Cause trust me, girlie, alpha werewolves always wake up horny, so you gotta be prepared. Luckily, there's two of us!"

Wednesday's eyes widen at what Yoko implied at the end of her ramble, but shakes it off to consider later. "Alright, show me."

Once again, Yoko chuckles and begins to work her way underneath Wednesday's blankets. Once they're both covered by the sheets, Yoko pulls the seer's sleep shorts down teasingly slow, and once they're off, she hovers right above Wednesday's pussy, already wet from the anticipation, "Okay, Wednesday! This first lesson is gonna be more effective with me." And with that, Yoko wraps her lips around Wednesday's clit, starting a very long morning for the raven.

End <3

#anon ask #ask answered #vampravenwolf #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #yoko tanaka #alpha enid sinclair #abo dynamics #18+ content #18+ only #my writing

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warnings: (kinda) self indulgent fic, poor gym knowledge, strength kink (i guess?), sweat/scent kink, hair pulling, abby fucks you in a chokehold, pet names (babe/baby, honey, sweet girl, bunny, etc), abby teases you a bit, mention of spit. let me know if i missed anything!

a/n: thank you to the anon that suggested i write about abby and gymrat!reader, i used that as inspo! and i apologize if the ending is weird, i've been sitting on this for months, unsure how to go about it. i'd love to hear your feedback/constructive criticism!!

“Hi baby, how was your day?” the taller girl beamed, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead before heading towards the staff room, most likely to leave her things with yours. “Good I guess, had to kick a couple guys out for fighting over the machines but other than that, it was pretty slow”. You called over your shoulder, double checking that Abby had locked the door behind her. When she found out that you were scheduled to work closing shifts at the gym, she promised to come around after everyone had left to keep you company and ‘protect you’ in case anyone decided to hang back in the changerooms after the last call - her words of course. Plus, if she could sneak a workout in, who was she to complain?

“My tough girl. Hey, have I ever told you how much I love a woman in uniform?” she teased, coming up behind you, resting her chin on your shoulder. “It’s literally just a t-shirt and nametag, you dork” you laughed as you pushed her away from you with your bum. You yelped when you felt her large hand come down hard on your right asscheek. “Go make yourself busy, you perv! I still have some stuff to finish before we can leave”. Shaking your head, you heard a muffled ‘still hot’ from behind you as you headed off to complete your tasks.

While you walked around checking to make sure there were no items left behind on the treadmills, Abby made her way over to the hip adductor. You tried your best to ignore her, but her grunting had become increasingly pornographic. Looking over, you caught her already staring directly at you. “Huh… Aaah…Mmh…fuck…” You couldn’t help but stare at the way her thighs flexed each time she brought her knees together, silently praying to whatever higher power that she’d let you between those same thighs and worship her like a deity. All you wanted was to mount her right there on the machine and grind your throbbing cunt all over the tensed muscles.

Your eyes caught hers and a cocky grin spread across her pouty lips. Feigning innocence, she called out to you. “Something wrong, pretty girl?” If this is how Abby wanted to play, then you’d gladly go along with it. Making your way over to her, you bent down so that your lips barely brushed the shell of her ear. “It’s gonna take more than just some pretty moans to get me going” before pecking her cheek and walking towards the back of the gym, Abby quickly following your lead.

Wiping down the cloudy mirrors, you watched as Abby added plate after plate to the ends of the bar before getting underneath. “Aiming for a new PR, babe?” Planting her feet firmly on the ground, she glanced over to you. “Yeah, something like that…” She started off slowly, almost as if she was giving you time to add the weights together before she really got into the thrust. The smug look on her face told you everything you needed to know. “What? Gotta make sure I can fuck you from each… and every…angle…” she grunted through her teeth. Your eyes widened at her vulgar words, nearly choking on your saliva. She never failed to make your skin heat up, regardless of how long you two had been together.

Awkwardly clearing your throat, you glanced around the weight section as a distraction from the arousal that soaked a wet patch in your leggings, not surprised in the slightest to find dumbbells left scattered around the area. “Grown ass men need me to clean up after them like I’m their fucking mother…” you grumbled under your breath as you moved around to place the weights in their rightful spots.

As you bent down to grab the 50 lb weight, you felt a hand come to rest on your waist, another taking the dumbbell from your hands. “‘Scuse me, baby” Abby muttered in your ear, making sure to press her hips into your ass. Turning around, you looked between her face and the seat of her shorts. “What was that? Are you-” She just smirked at your shock. “Why don’t we go find out, hm?” Tipping her head towards the changerooms, she dragged you along behind her, the weights long forgotten where they laid.

Abby’s thickset arms caged you between her solid chest and a wall of lockers. With her face tucked into your neck, she left a smattering of kisses and nips in her wake. A calloused hand guided your face towards hers, mouths meeting in a clash of teeth, lips, and a hint of desperation. Your kisses began to travel further south, leaving you crouched before Abby, your hands greedily pushing her shirt up to see her toned stomach. Hurriedly yanking the top over her head, Abby refused to take her eyes off of you; God forbid she missed the way you blinked dumbly up at her from on your knees as you dragged your tongue across her happy trail, licking up the sweat that dripped down her torso.

Before you could get back up, Abby placed one foot up on the bench next to you, her large hand finding purchase at the back of your head as she forced your face deep into her clothed cunt, groaning at how you squirmed between her thighs. “You like that baby? Like my sweaty cunt in your face? Hmm?” She groaned as your muffled words vibrated against her clothed clit. “I can’t hear you honey, gotta speak up”. Yanking your head back, you looked up at her, panting, tongue practically lolling out of your mouth. “Well?”

When you took too long to answer, she tugged your head back further, causing you to wince slightly. “Fuck, I love it Abs, thank you”. Her burly stature combined with the condescending tone of her voice left your head reeling, the only coherent thing being her. “You’re fucking gross, y’know that? Practically drunk off my scent”. You nodded as best as you could given the grip Abby had on your hair. “Wan- want you so bad. Need you inside, baby, please” you begged her.

Abby dragged you to your feet by your forearm before turning you so that her chest was pressed against your back, pushing you so that your chest was against the mirror. Pinning your arm behind your back with one hand, she used the other to yank your leggings and underwear down at the same time before pulling her own shorts just below her ass, her thick strap bobbing up to press sinful kisses to your soaked cunt.

Abby ran the mushroomed tip between your folds a few times before spreading your cheeks apart, bent ever so slightly at the waist, and let a string of saliva drip from her pursed lips, past your puckered hole to help the silicone cock slip into you with ease.

“Saw how you were starin’ at my arms when I was doing curls earlier. What was going through that pretty little head, huh?” Lifting your head, you locked eyes through the mirror. “Wanted - shit - wanted you to choke me”. She brought a hand up to your throat before moving her hips faster. “Yeah? Like this?” When you shook your head no, her brows furrowed in faux confusion. “No? Oh, I know exactly what you wanted”.

Abby tucked her elbow underneath your chin, chuckling at how your eyes instantly rolled back into your head. “That it, baby? Wanted me to fuck you in a chokehold? I know, sweet girl, feels good, doesn't it?” She cooed in your ear, pressing sweet kisses to the side of your head. “Wanna rub that clit for me, honey? Can’t do all the work myself, can I?” Abby gently prompted, a warmth blooming in her chest at your garbled attempt at an apology.

Feeling your climax creeping up on you, you sank your teeth into Abby’s bicep to muffle your cries of pleasure. One look into your glassy eyes let Abby know that you weren't going to last much longer. “You look so pretty being split open on my cock, bunny. Are you close? You gonna come for me?” Pressing between your shoulder blades, Abby moved her legs wider before driving her cock into your slick walls, the fat tip kissing your g spot with each thrust. Holding yourself up on the mirror, you pressed your face to the cool glass as your orgasm hit you in waves. “Fuck Bee, too much…” Abby watched as your release left a creamy ring around the base of her dick. “So good, baby. You did so well for me” she praised, gently removing the strap from your sore hole.

Once you caught your breath, your search for something to cover up with was interrupted by a double take when your eyes glanced over the once pristine mirror, now covered in smudged fingerprints and streaks of what you could only assume was your own arousal. You rested your forehead on Abby’s shoulder, letting out a deep sigh. “I just cleaned this before you got here. I’m not doing it again…” Abby held back a snort at your frustration, half-heartedly agreeing to cleaning the mirror before you two headed home. Once Abby was dressed, she turned to exit the changeroom, only to see you standing in front of her, pressing a spray bottle and a roll of paper towels into her chest. “I’ll be in the breakroom when you’re done. Make sure you don't leave any streaks, ‘kay?”

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My dog can fly

Once Ariel and I had left, she showed me where she found me. This place had some sort of different vibes, like some crazy vibes. There were so many weird little creatures, I don't think I was in England anymore...

There were little animals that looked like flowers and mushrooms. They were so tiny that they could probably fit in your hand. 'Aw, that's adorable!' I said because they were. I wanted to step on one. 'Where are they going?' I asked as we continued walking into the forest. 'And what are they?' 'They're plants.' Ariel informed. 'Oh.' 'Not a very creative name.' I said (very smartly). 'No, they're plants that have been enchanted by magic users.' Which is stupid because magic doesn't exist. 'Magic doesn't exist.' 'Yes, it does,' 'especially here. This is a magic forest.' Oh. 'I knew that.' I said, because I did. I one-hundred percent knew that.

The forest did feel like it had some ominous magical stuff everywhere. Ariel informed me that the unnaturally tall trees that I fell into were so tall because of the magic in the ground and nature, and sometimes it can make the smaller plants sentient (hence the weird flower creatures). Ariel said they were called Asi.

The further and further we got into the forest, the taller and taller the trees got; every step felt like it was being watched. We stopped. 'This is where I found you.' She said, pointing to a pile of blood. Woah, was that all my blood? 'What were you doing this far into the forest? It feels... creepy.' 'The deeper into the forest, the more magic there is. I usually don't go this far, but I heard screaming and a large thud,which i presume was you.' She said, and if I fell around here, then Ruby shouldn't be that far!

'Why is the forest magic, And how did it happen?' I asked, the thought had been chewing at my mind for a while. 'Well, 16 years ago, a queen named Lilith had come to Emaia. She said that she wanted to make a deal with the king that her son, Killian, and his daughter, Eliza, would both get married when they were old enough. But the king said no because he knew Lilith was a magic user and that anyone who was to make a promise to her would have no choice but to follow it through.'

'You see, magic users are people that have been born with powers, and no two magic users have the same ability.' I didn't sign up for a history lesson. She continued anyway, though.

'Some say what made the king really decline, though, was that Lilith was dangerous. Her kingdom, Fenadi, were known for their magic users; Lilith's father had caused chaos throughout the entirety of Emaia because his magic was destruction. He could destroy anything with just a thought. There was a war between Emaia and Fenadi, and many lives were lost, the Queen of Emaia had died by the hands of Lilith's father, so the proposal of his daughter someday marrying the grandchild of the man who killed his wife had outraged him.' Wow, this was the most interesting history lesson ever.

'When he declined Lilith's offer, though, she was angered. She had gone out of her way to try and mend both the kingdom's reputation within each other. Lilith had decided that she had been disrespected, and so she had waged another war on Emaia. A war of which is still going on. The king banned all magic users from ever entering his kingdom after that-' There was a noise in the distance. Some kind of animal. 'Ruby?' I said before dashing towards the sound. 'Eric, wait!' Ariel said as she ran after me. The animal had sounded hurt. Was it Ruby? Was Ruby hurt?

I ran. I ran as fast as I could, tripping over logs and bumps in the ground. The noise was definitely Ruby. It sounded just like when she wanted my food, even though she had just eaten. God, Ruby must be hungry. I'll be sure to get her some amazing food. 'Agh!' I tripped, allowing Ariel to catch up to me.

'Eric! You can not just run off like... that.' She trailed off. 'What is it?' I said, looking as her face twisted into one of alarm and confusion. 'Is...' she started. 'Is that Ruby?' She said, pointing towards a dog-like creature.

That was Ruby, alright.

It was her, just, it wasn't. Ruby looked the same except for the red scales covering some patches of her fur, the stubby horns coming out of her head, and a pair of scaly, golden-red wings.

'Ruby?' I said cautiously. She looked over at me for a second before recognising me and running up to me, licking my face and making it wet with dog spit. I would've been really grossed out if I wasn't so happy.

'Ruby!' I said, giggling and wiping my face with my clothes. Sorry, Sebastian. I still hadn't gotten my own clothes yet so I've been wearing the biggest clothes ever. Like, I get that he's buff, but I'm pretty bulky too, if I do say so myself.

'I thought you said she was a dog. Why does she have wings?' Ariel said, doing something that looked like a silent prayer. 'She is! Well- erm, was.'

'Okay. Okay. That's fine. That's cool. It's totally not a dragon dog thing that could probably kill us all. Nope. Cool.' 'Hey! She's a she, not an it.' I said as Ruby licked me again. How could Ruby kill us? Just because she has wings and scales now doesn't mean she's gonna hurt anyone! Ariel was just being dramatic.

Ruby seemed to be limping. 'Come here, girl.' I said as she came over to me. I grabbed her paws and saw that she had some scrapes and cuts on them. Well, it's better than what happened to me.

'Wanna go back now? I'm getting cold.' Ariel said, gesturing at the sky. Damn. It was almost pitch black. Thanks a lot, history lesson. 'Yeah, let's go. Come on, Rubes.' I said, picking her up, careful not to hurt her.

Even when we got out of the magic woods and back to the house, I couldn't seem to shake the feeling of being watched.

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