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#cultofdionysusnet #library of illusion event #CoDN Events #group: ateez #rating: mature #genre: smut #type: series #type: masterlist #type: event #au: fantasy au #au: historical au #au: sci fi au #au: adventure au #au: mystery au #au: horror au

[morgysfics]

Kenneth Sean Carson x afab reader

Better than ice cream.

(Part II)

One shot smut.

After rumours spread online about Barbieland, you, a curious human, were hellbent on finding a way there, only for you to befriend Ken… and he has curiosities about the real outside world himself.

You glance over at the fireplace that was still barely lit under the plasma TV that hung above the mantel. The short yet fake flames brought some comfort to you; like this place had a warmth you couldn't put into words. A warmth you hadn't felt in your own world of reality in a long while.

"What're you thinkin' about, Y/N?" Ken asked, noticing your silence.

"This place… I know you know it has its differences to the outside world but…" you seemed to trail off a little, like you were trying to understand what you wanted to say. Your brows furrowed softly before you turned to Ken. He was looking at you, his bright blonde head tilted a little as if to try to read your facial expressions clearer – you did think it was cute every time he did that. Like a puppy.

"Well, I'm sure I don't know all the differences," Ken replied, his brows raising a little. "I mean– Okay, I may have got some stuff from your place a little mixed up, but that's cool now. We're good. This place, Barbieland, if I can't find my place here, then…"

"You're Ken," you spoke up again, your eyes dancing between his blue ones. "You can find your place wherever you want to. If you ever want to come back to the outside world, try one more time, I'd be glad to try to show you how it really is."

"You'd… You'd do that? Seriously? Thank you, Y/N," he seemed to cough a little, trying to man himself up somewhat. "Thanks."

You offered him a smile and a small laugh before going to turn away, Ken's voice perked your ears again.

"D'you think… maybe, you could tell me some now? If I ever decide I wanna go, I can," his blue eyes shifted away for a moment before he moved a little closer to you, his head doing that tilt thing again, "get it a bit more. I won't be so lost."

"Oh, wow," you muttered softly. "Right now? I… I dunno where to start."

"Do people still fall in love the same way they do here?"

You blink in surprise at his question. His first question. You knew you shouldn't have been shocked, it's Ken. He's gonna wanna know how to get a girl if he truly wanted to. But you knew that he didn't need that. …Even if you were feeling something towards him recently.

"There's a million ways to fall in love, Ken," you replied, your smile pulled back slightly. "Everyone here feels like it's an obligation a little, though. You don't have to fall in love to still feel something. To feel connected to another person."

"I can make friends real easily," Ken explained confidently, fixing the navy bandana on his head. "Obligation… So, it's kinda true then, you don't have to fall in love?"

"It's your life anywhere, Ken." You hummed softly before speaking up again, "Like I said, in the human world, we have… so many ways to feel and express." You pause for a moment, your brows raising when you realise where this conversation might lead. "You have your plastic… and we have– we have more than plastic."

Ken was quiet when you finished speaking, like he was trying to put your words together like puzzle pieces in his brain. When he glanced to his own hands, his brows furrowed before turning back to you. "Well, you humans have, like, blood and stuff."

You let out a small giggle, your hand covering your mouth when you did. Oh, he was charming. "Well, that is true! What I'm trying to say is… uh… Actually, I don't know." You brush off your words, trying to find something else but your mind was a little in the gutter. You shake your head, like you were trying to mop away the dirt.

"Ah, you don't know?! Come oooon, I was so listenin' to all that." Ken groaned a little, throwing his hand out in frustration slightly. "So, if you don't gotta fall in love, then, like… The feelin', those feelings you get when you do, how do you…"

"Replace them?"

Ken nodded.

"Hm," you hummed a little, bringing your hand to your chin as you leaned forward slightly, your elbow on your knees against your chest. "Lots of ways to fulfil that joyment. A career. Family… A hobby. Sex. Friends. Eating good food."

"That's a lot," Ken mumbled, his deep voice soft a little as he spoke. "So, all of that we can do here, besides the food thing and the… Wait, what was the other thing?"

Oh no.

"Uh," you mutter a little before clearing your throat. "Sex?"

"I heard that word a lot back in the outside world," Ken spoke up again. "Always kinda… thrown about everywhere so I couldn't get, like, a definition for it, y'know?"

"Yeah, well, uh…" you fumble your words a little, feeling your cheeks flush a small shade of pink as you try to find something to reply with. "It's how babies are made."

"Oh. …Wait, so, how?"

"I– I don't think I'm the right person for this conversation," you replied quickly, turning away from him as he looked to you.

"You're actin' real weird," Ken chuckled a little, his brows raising on his forehead. "What ya actin' all weird for?"

"K… Ken," you mustered up enough confidence to turn back to him, though, Ken's brows seemed to raise that little more when he realised the expression on your face. "You know the physical differences between people in Barbieland and people in my land, right?"

"Oh, like…" Ken chuckled before shaking his head. "I'm not like the other Kens if that's what you're talkin' about. I have all the bits."

You stare at him for a moment, confused but you feel your face flush even more, your eyes widening in surprise. Before you even could notice, your hands slapped on your face and turned away from him again. "That's not what I…!"

"That's what you meant, right? Y/N?" he asked, somehow his voice seemed somewhat naïve to what just came out of his mouth before. "What's that gotta do with the sex thing?"

Your hands then slowly dragged down your face a little, exposing your eyes as you looked from the fireplace to Ken. "You… don't know?"

Ken shook his head before giving you a "well, then tell me" look.

"Kenneth!" you groaned before shoving him a little. "You did not just say you have all the bits and not even know what that suggests!"

"Woah, woah, handsy! What's with the shovin'?!" Ken groaned before he noticed you were laughing to yourself, his lips stayed apart slightly after he stopped speaking; admiring your smile for a moment.

"You're lucky you're so charming, it's actually ridiculous," you laugh again, covering your mouth a little. "You should watch what you say about that stuff around humans. You'll give off the wrong idea."

"And what idea would that be?" he asked, almost an annoyed tone lingered in his voice like he wanted you to just lay it all out for him. "Don't go all quiet on me now."

You shook your head, still laughing a little before you sighed. I guess someone had to tell him. Guess it was gonna be you. "O– Okay, I'll say this once." You felt your hand rub the nape of your neck a little before bringing it back to your lap." The parts people don't have in Barbieland… In the outside world, people… um, smush them together. To make babies or…" Your eyes drift away from him a little, an almost smirk laying on your lips. "To just have fun."

"You put your genitals together to make babies."

"And just for fun."

Ken's pretty much perfect lips stayed parted for a moment, like he was trying to understand what you were saying. "Why would you do that for fun? Sounds uncomfortable."

You tried to hide the ever growing playful expression on your face but it was proving to be difficult. "It's not. It's hard to explain but… it feels nice."

"It feels nice? I guess that's why there are so many humans about out there," Ken countered.

You shrugged a little before turning away from him again. "It's something I feel bad that you all miss out on here. Romance is one thing but… To me, it'd feel incomplete."

"It must feel real nice to compare it to everything else you listed."

When you looked to Ken, you noticed his blue eyes on you instantly. He didn't take them off of you, even for a moment, like he was a detective; trying to pull at your every word and expression.

"Y– Yeah, I guess so…"

"Show me."

Your eyes widened, still looking into his. He was giving you such an innocent yet sincere look – a serious expression laying so firmly on his face. "I–"

"I know, I don't… have… But just, tell me. Show me what else I'm missin'. If it feels so good and it doesn't exist here, maybe I'll feel just as good when I feel it outside. In the real world." Ken's voice was so raw; like every word that slipped his lips sounded genuine. He meant everything he ever said and in this moment, more than ever. Like you were the world he was missing at his fingertips.

You felt your heart race a little faster in your chest, you couldn't help but bring your knees to your chest slightly. "It feels like… like craving an ice cream on a hot day but the ice cream truck just gets pulled away every moment you get closer until… It suddenly stops. You get the ice cream and that first lick…"

"And?"

You smile to yourself, closing your eyes as your brows curled up a little. "It's wonderful, Ken."

You feel a small silence linger between the two of you which caused your eyes to shoot open again and you quickly looked away.

"I wanna feel it," Ken spoke out bluntly. He looked down at himself, like he knew what was missing but couldn't reach for any ice cream of his own. "What about… yours…?"

Yours. When that word left Ken's lips, you felt your face redden and your thighs seemed to clench together tighter. "M…ine?"

"It's touchin', right? That makes it feel good?"

You simply nodded to him, though you wanted to keep your attention off of his handsome face, so he wouldn't see how flustered yours was.

"Y/N," his voice fell a little, lower and almost into a whisper, "show me."

You felt your toes curl in your socks, your heart racing that little bit faster in your chest as you turned fully away from him now, looking behind you before slowly glancing back to him. "People will hear, Ken."

"No one can hear us, Y/N. It's just us."

You remained quiet, the feeling of your heart throb in your ears and between your thighs only grew faster and more intense as he spoke.

Before you could part your lips to finally speak, you watched Ken raise his hand and ghost it over the side of your face, his fingers barely in your hair. "Kiss me."

Your eyes flickered a few times before your lips parted, your own attention being drawn to his. You wanted to stay in the right headspace; to help Ken figure himself out but… with his offer, how could you say no?

You leaned forward and before you could even comprehend the situation you'd ended yourself up in, you felt the pressure of Ken's lips against yours, and my god, did it make you melt.

Your kiss only lasted for a moment before you both pulled away, your eyes flickered up to his blue hues looking down at you with a half lidded expression. "I didn't know you could…" you muttered, your lips still so close to his.

Ken smiled, almost smirking, down at you. "Kiss so good?" he cooed.

You nodded to him before pushing your skirt between your legs. You squirmed on the carpet the two of you were sitting on together, feeling your own non-barbie parts ache for something. Anything. Someone. Him. "I can show you… If you promise to not let anyone hear."

Those words alone were enough to cause Ken to chuckle a little. "I promise."

"A– And I'll promise if you think it… looks good enough, I'll…"

"I'd like that," he replied. "Promise kept, Y/N."

"Okay…" You sucked in your bottom lip a little, your teeth biting down on the flesh. You watched as Ken's eyes drifted to your hand between your thighs, pulling on the fabric of your little skirt. Your own attention was now there too; even if you had trouble building up the courage to move your hand. You wanted to show him. You really did. "T– This is embarrassing, y'know… S– So you owe me."

"Don't be embarrassed," Ken spoke softly, his body so close to yours now.

With your hand clenching at the hem of your skirt, you finally managed to pull it up a little, revealing your black panties with a pink ribbon at the lacy band.

"Woah," he muttered, his voice sinking a little, his eyes not leaving that pretty sight between your legs. "Okay…"

Your eyes glanced over to Ken beside you once more, his own eyes on your panties before you push your middle finger down the fabric that laid so tightly and beautifully over your clit – the pad of your finger pressed between the folds and your lips parted instantly; a small hum escaping from behind them when you quickly attempted to hide your moan.

Ken's attention was on your movements completely, watching as your finger circled your clit over your panties, your other hand still clenched so tightly on the hem of your skirt.

"Mmm…" another soft muffled moan purred behind your closed lips as you close your eyes, your finger not letting up on the pressure, the fabric of your panties causing friction on your clit. "K– Ken…"

The blonde man's eyes quickly drifted up from your hand to your face, his blue hues narrowing at the expressions you were making. He'd never seen someone look so… entranced. "Y/N…?"

"Want… you," you barely mouthed, your voice soft and meek. "Please…"

"To touch you?" Ken asked, like he wanted you to say it for yourself. He wasn't going to do anything without your consent at all.

"Mhm…" you hummed a yes to him, even though, in a less dazed state you'd know that wouldn't be enough for Ken Carson.

Ken's gaze searched your body like a pirate would a treasure map, almost like he was looking for the x. His eyes stopped on your face once again before slowly reaching his hand out to yours that was now flexing on Ken's shaggy carpet. "Y/N, use your words."

Your eyes flutter open just enough to look to him before nodding again, your other hand dancing along your clit not wavering at all. "Yes… Please. I want you to make me feel good."

With his attention flickering from your eyes to your lips, Ken brought his other hand to your jaw, his fingers in your hair as he brought you closer to him – your lips meeting each other one again, this time, though, you felt him deepen that kiss from before. His lips moved across yours in a way you wouldn't have guessed from him at all. Ken was full of surprises.

When his lips parted yours with a huff of hot breath escaping from the both of you, Ken whispered against your reddened lips, "Let's go somewhere more comfortable."

When you brought your body closer to him, you felt his hand wrap around yours, bringing you to your feet before pulling you across the room; you could barely make out a smirk spurred across his face through your almost half–dazed state.

He pulled you closer to him before his hands found your hips and lifted you up a little, pressing your body down onto the black silk sheets of his mattress. Your eyes glanced out of the window that looked out into Barbieland – Ken was right, it was quiet. You only assumed everyone else was at the beach. But not this Ken. You looked up at him, watching as he moved closer to you – you had more plans for this Ken right now than beach.

"It's not fair," you muttered as he was almost on top of you now.

"What?" he asked, his voice low and almost to a whisper.

"That you make me feel this way."

Ken chuckled, his brows raising slightly, "Good?"

"Good," you echoed his words before pulling him into another kiss, your tongue pushing into his mouth now. Maybe that surprised him but you weren't so sure, especially when he offered the same luxury. He seemed to be confident in what he was doing.

You pulled on his blue shirt to which he understood and practically ripped it off, discarding it elsewhere in the room.

"Fuck," your voice fluttered that word as it left your lips. You remembered he didn't have… what else you wanted but after this, I'm sure he'd like to have some experience of this ice cream himself.

"It's hot when you swear."

"It'd be hotter if you did."

Ken's brows shot up a little out of curiosity, that half smirk laying ever so confidentially on his face, "That fuckin' so?"

"Ken–!"

Before you could continue, you suddenly felt Ken's fingers slip under the lace of your panties which made you squirm under him instantly. You watched his eyes fall from yours to where his hand was, like he was trying to figure out what you were doing before over your panties. "It's wet here," he muttered. "What's all that about?"

You whimpered as his index and middle finger slipped over your clit before roaming further down, his digits lapping up everything he'd never felt before.

"Really wet," he whispered, his lips staying parted.

"Ken, that feels…!" You felt a moan pour from your lips now, your head falling into the pillow behind you. "S– So good…!"

"Yeah?" Ken's baby blues shifted back up to your face, watching your expression become one of pure bliss. "Shit, those faces ya makin'... It really feel that good?"

You felt Ken's middle finger circle your now swollen clit before pushing down along your slit, the wet noises from your cunt echoing in the room. "Y– Yes! Mmm! F– Fuck…!" you whimpered, clenching the sheets of the bed under you.

Before Ken could say anything else, he suddenly felt his middle finger slip inside you. When he opened his mouth to ask what just happened, instead a different kind of moan blessed his ears – one he hadn't heard yet. "Well, that must mean somethin' real good," he thought.

With that now in mind, he ran his index finger around your clit once more before slipping his middle into your slick pussy. The more he pushed further, the more you moaned and whimpered under him. "It's so wet and hot," he mumbled, his face falling a little closer to yours, feeling your body heat just that much warmer on him. "This feels awesome…"

"M– Move…" you whined, your hips jerking against him. "Pleaseplease…"

Something inside him made him want to egg you on more for some reason. Like, how far he could push you to beg even more. "Please what?" he asked, the tone in his voice was ever so teasing now. He was in for a fun game and he was gonna play hard ball.

You bit your bottom lip for a moment, turning your head to the side as you squeezed your eyes closed. "Ken… Ken, please." When his finger flicked around inside you, like he was testing you, another moan left your parted lips. "Want you~"

Ken's eyes drifted up your body, watching your squirm and wiggle under him. This was an ice cream flavour he definitely needed to try. "I'll give you all of me, baby." he pushed another finger inside you, his eyes on you as your head tilted back into the pillow. "All of me when we get outta this place too."

With those words, he pulled his fingers out of you before running your own slick up to your clit; oh, how he was enjoying watching you moan and whine much like a needy animal. If he knew whatever you were feeling felt this good, he'd left Barbieland with you much sooner.

He pushed his fingers into your cunt again, curling them around inside; like he wanted to feel every part of you. Be where you feel most euphoric. And, oh, how did you feel it. The way he slowly moved his digits in and out of you was making you see stars – especially when you were in those stars fantasising about how his cock would feel inside you too. New territory. Again. How fun.

"This what you wanted, Y/N?" he purred, his face ever so close to yours, his eyes dancing over your lewd expression. "Wanted this Ken to finger fuck you?"

You gasped, throwing your hands over your face; looking through your fingers up at the blonde doll in front of you. How he seemed to be all about your needs in that moment, the way the movements of his fingers curling in and out of you didn't waver. Fuck, fuck, fuck, you were in deep trouble with this. "Mhm…" you mumbled, soft moans still escaping your peachy lips. "I'm… I'm gonna…"

You saw Ken's brows raise a little, his head tilted further down slightly to bring himself closer to you. "Gonna what? Tell me…"

"Ken–" you felt your hand quickly wrap around his forearm, your other to the bedsheets when his fingers begin moving faster against your tight cunt; feeling yourself getting wetter and closer to climaxing. "Ice-cream…!"

Ken's blue eyes flickered a little as his attention stayed on your face. "...Sounds tasty." He brought his thumb to your clit with his fingers still pumping inside you; grazing your sensitive nub with the pad of his thumb as he watched you twirl your hips more and more as you drew closer.

"F– Fuck! Ken…!"

That hot tied knot that ached in your core finally lifted, feeling yourself let go as you came around Ken's fingers. "Ah!" you gasped and whined as Ken pulled his fingers out with a wet pop sound, your pussy fluttering and twitching around nothing as you jolted your thighs up into him.

Ken was quiet for a moment, looming over you as he watched your breathing fasten in your chest, your hips trying to push down onto him. "You look so pretty like this, Y/N," he almost growled those words as he looked down at you. He reached his hand out and grabbed your chin, pulling your face down to look him in the eyes. "I don't wanna forget the look on your face right now."

"K…en…" you mumbled through sharp breaths.

"Tonight, you n' me… We do this the whole way, right?" he asked, his eyes glued to yours. "I still wanna touch you like this." He brought his hand back to your pussy, his index and middle fingers stroking up and along your wet slick which only caused you to whimper again, your brows curling up in delight. "There it is. My pretty girl.

Let's get that ice cream together."

#mfic.txt #chara: kenneth sean carson #genre: smut #media: barbie #ryan gosling!ken

[fine-nephrit]

🥏 TXF Fic Rec #28: "This House is Burning" by Tesla

Today’s fic is one of the best profiler!Mulder casefiles. It strikes a nice balance, offering just the right amount of everything: the case is engaging with genre-savvy details yet is neither convoluted nor cumbersome; the romance is front and center but not overindulgent. The prose is straightforward and streamlined. It flows with such ease and pulls you into the narrative effortlessly — it’s a page-turner before you know it.

A number of cliched romance tropes are played straight (e.g., the 'one bed' scenario, misunderstandings due to an inability to communicate), but the excellent writing pulls them off with great subtlety. I buy it all. I love the dialogue in the final scene that resolves the emotional arc, marking one of my favorite UST to RST moments. I often find sex scenes dull and skippable, but every single one here is hot, short and well-written. This is a comfort fic that I return to time and again, enjoying it with unchanging pleasure.

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🥏 on X-Libris 🥏 on Gossamer (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)

length: novella, 36,000+ words season: early seasons, probably season 3 pairing(s): M/S UST to RST tags: casefile, angst, smut, rift, one bed, undercover, Scully-POV, Mulder-POV rating: mature/R

#x files #x files fanfic #nephrit's fic rec #favorite #len: novella #season: 3 #ship: m/s ust to rst #genre: angst #genre: casefile #genre: smut #rift #one bed #undercover #scully pov #mulder pov #rating: r #by: tesla

[polinficrecs]

Dress by TheSushiMonster Rating: Explicit Language: English Status: Complete Summary:

Penelope needs to spice up the sex scenes in her latest novel. Colin wants to publish his travel journals as a book. When they strike up a deal to help each other, what begins as writing sessions between friends turns into something more… hands on. 

Or, the Colin teaches Penelope about seduction AU. *Note to author: A masterclass in spice, temptation, and toe-curling flutters<3

#Polin #polin fic rec #bridgerton #rating: e #language: english #status: complete #fic type: multi chap #word count: 40k+ #au: modern #au: friends with benefits #genre: fluff #genre: smut

[esposadejoyhuerta]

I’m on my period and cramping a LOT can someone please tag me in or write a fic or drabble or ANYTHING where Wanda fucks u thru ur period cramps. pls bc I have found none.

also long overdue for some new angst stories can I have some of that too pls any takers?🥺

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximommy #wanda maximilf #wanda marvel #elizabeth olsen #lizzie olsen #marvel #fic request #period smut #smut requests #wanda maximoff smut #angst requests #wanda maximoff angst #this would fix me #fic finder #genre: smut

[swsapphics-ao3feed]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Satine Kryze/Asajj Ventress Characters: Satine Kryze, Asajj Ventress Additional Tags: Angst and Porn, Mild Smut, Drabble, Inspired by Taylor Swift, Mutual Pining Series: Part 7 of Leftovers are in the Fridge Summary:

Asajj Ventress isn't attached.

She's not.

It's all just a matter of convenience.

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Inspired by Come Back...Be Here by Taylor Swift

#satine kryze/asajj ventress #satine kryze #asajj ventress #Rated: E #word count: < 1k #genre: smut #ao3feed #yourfavoritefridge

[blueandgoldoffice]

Sorry for how vague this is. All I remember is that Betty and Jug are roommates and at some point she breaks her leg. I don't think it was an angsty fic either. Just two friends falling in love.

I don't think this is vague at all, I got you! Enjoy!!

Ooof. It might be time for me to hang up my fic searching boots. Thank you for finding the correct fic, @bughead-bones - again, I'm so sorry for the blunder. 💙💛

Together, Tomorrow by @sunshinebunnie (21/21 - E)

Summary: Jughead Jones winds up in need of a new roommate after his current roommate, Joaquin, decides its time to move in with his boyfriend, Kevin Keller. Betty Cooper has recently moved to NY for work and wants to stop living on Veronica's couch.

#bughead #bughead fanfiction #lost fic #trope: roommates #genre: au #genre: smut #kink: praise #genre: strangers to lovers

[myfanfictionrecs]

by brawls and ToAStranger on archiveofourown (Romance, angst, smut | 133,828 | E | Billy/Steve)

Billy Hargrove lives for summer. Endless sunshine, heavily chlorinated pools, roaming ice cream trucks, and unencumbered freedom? There’s nothing better.

Even being stuck in Hawkins can’t ruin the summer for him. He eats it up, devouring every day whole.

#harringrove #stranger things #genre: romance #genre: angst #genre: smut #rating: e

[idreamofdraco]

Draco/Ginny Fic Fest: Day 7

Slow by Anonymous

When Astoria died Draco never thought he'd find happiness again. It's a slow process, but he's getting there.

6 chapters | 15,415 words | COMPLETE

#drinny #draco and ginny #draco x ginny #dmgw #dracoxginny #dgficfest2022 #dg fic fest 2022 #dg fic fest #dg fics #ginny: quidditch player #theme: hurt/comfort #genre: angst #genre: smut #theme: angst

[ofmdficlibrary]

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet Characters: Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Additional Tags: Trans Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Smut, Injury, fellas is it gay to tend to each others wounds, Tenderness, Idiots in Love, no really they're idiots, when you don't realise you're both trans, First Kiss, Oral Sex, Non-Penetrative Sex, Stede Bonnet Takes Care of Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Injured Stede Bonnet, Soft Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Trans Stede Bonnet, stede bonnet tits, Māori Blackbeard | Edward Teach Summary: Stede thought Ed knew, considering he had seen Stede shirtless on their very first encounter of all things. Ed never said anything so he assumed it was all fine. And he didn’t count Ed a stupid man. 

It takes them each a stab to the left side of the abdomen for Stede to realise they’ve both been rather stupid.

OR

breaking news: local t4t idiots don't realise they're t4t

#writer: kitorion #pairing: edward teach/stede bonnet #rating: e #genre: smut #setting: canon era #word count: 5k #status: oneshot #q

[pseudowho]

we're all after Nanami Kento for the daddy and the hands and the husband material and the slammin' body, but may I remind you of the core of the man--

-- this furious, righteous, jaded, bitter UNIT against the sick establishment, and THIS IS why I fell for him, it was the RAGE, the unadulterated spitting RAGE of this man.

Not the devastating 'daddy Nanami' scene. Not the Headcanons about him bringing us flowers. Not the countless 'mean Nanami with his little baby girl' smutfics. It was the ANGER.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

#jjk #kento nanami #jjk nanami #kento nanami x you #nanami kento smut #nanami fluff #kento nanami x y/n #nanami kento #kento nanami angst #tell me more about how you believe our society is wildly flawed #talk to me about why you listen to metal because as a genre it speaks to you

[cultofdionysusnet]

Written in the Sand~ Masterlist

It's the beginning of summer and a perfect time for a getaway vacation. The separation from your normal life feels like the world is your oyster. Enter: summer romance. You meet someone new and exciting and you let the lure of love take you away. But, like anything written in the sand, the tide will eventually wipe it away, and the only thing you'll have left is the memory of your time with your summer fling

🏖Offerings🏖

⛱Submission by Anya: You're My Paradise (S2L Yeosang Smut)

⛱Submission by Topaz: Morning Glory (One morning stand Yeosang Smut)

🏖Submission by Rie: August (peers to lovers to strangers Hongjoong Smut)

#WrittenInTheSand23 #CoDN Summer #CoDN Events #type: master list #type: event #group: ateez #rating: mature #genre: smut

[morgysfics]

Bonds with assignments.

Kai Anderson x afab reader.

Smut oneshot.

– Kai assigned you to help him around after being shot during his speech; though, clearly, Kai's independence makes it somewhat difficult. You were glad to assist him regardless to show your everlasting appreciation to him. That appreciation has gone a long way... and Kai definitely noticed.

"D– Damn it, Kai, you can't… move like that."

"It'll be fine."

"It won't. Please be careful, it'll rip…!"

"I know my own body, Y/N. Trust me."

Riiiip.

"Kai…"

You sat next to your dear leader as you helped him sit comfortably on his couch. Your eyes drifted to the cane that Kai had finally placed against the arm of the chair as he shuffled into the cushion.

"It's just one stitch," Kai spoke with a reassuring voice.

"You… asked for my help, I'd rather you not refuse to take it…" You paused for a moment, almost hesitant to say what you did next. "Do you still want me to assist you?"

"Hm," he hummed at your words before he looked up from his leg to your face; his eyes meeting yours. He always knew how to do that in a way that made you feel like it was just the two of you in the whole world. "I like your company."

You knew you shouldn't have been taken back by his words but his forwardness always made you a little nervous somehow. "That's nice, Kai, but–"

"Then quit complaining."

You furrowed your brows a little as you looked to him. He was way too stubborn for his own good – even after being shot, he still insisted that he could run everything around here. You knew it wasn't your company… Surely. He just needed help with things he wasn't so easily accessed to with his healing wound now.

"D'you… need your papers?" you asked like you were always nervous how he'd reply, even if you were comfortable with him and trusted him, somehow he always still made you nervous. 

"Yeah," he replied, a bluntness in his voice. "The one in the blue folder. Do you know the one?"

You simply offered Kai a nod as you stood up and made your way over to his desk. It sure began to gather more and more folders, files and paperwork since his new army decided to join. Another personal cult of his that showed up all of their own accord. You didn't like those men at all, but you knew Kai trusted them. And you trusted him. You always trusted him.

When you picked up the folder and walked back over to him, you handed him the folder to which he took and placed it on the couch to his right. "Pen?" he asked, his dark eyes on the folder as he opened it.

"Here," you offered as you held a metallic pen out to him. The pen was engraved with his name on it; something he was giving out during his election time. 

As you lingered there for a moment, your eyes fell to the blood that was seeping through his cargo pants. It wasn't a lot but if you didn't put pressure on it, it was sure to cause an infection. That much you knew.

"Kai," you spoke up, though your voice was soft and almost meek. "Can I… You're bleeding."

Kai's attention stayed on the papers in the flowers for a moment, twirling the pen around his fingers. "Y/N, do you think I should give my next speech away from the square?"

"I…"

When he didn't answer, you let out a soft sigh before falling to your knees next to him to his right, making sure to stay away from the papers. Before you could draw his attention to your words again, you watched as his inky eyes danced across the printed words on the pages. He looked so focused; so determined. It wasn't any wonder these men came out of nowhere and obeyed his every word. Kai Anderson was smart. He was ruthless, you knew that. You'd seen it. But he knew what he could do for the world. What he could do for you.

"Y/N," Kai muttered, his eyes still on the paper.

"Uh," you stuttered slightly as you seemed to come back from your thoughts, "Y– Yes?"

"Do you want me to show you the loose stitch?"

Your eyelashes flutter for a moment, like you were finally returning to reality. "Yes. Please, if that's alright…"

"Mhm," Kai hummed a yes before standing himself up slowly, his hand finding the edge of the arm of the couch. 

"C– Careful," you spoke softly as you stood up, holding him steady.

Your eyes watched Kai bring his hands to the button of his pants and pop it undone. And then the zip. You felt your heart beat faster in your chest as you turned away. This was always so intimate, you'd done it twice already but every time… It brought a blush to your cheeks.

Kai never seemed to care; surely you knew he wouldn't anyway. He had other important things to take care of. Like his paperwork that he seemed to instantly go back to as he sat down.

When his dark eyes stayed glued on the words in front of him, you were trying to focus your attention to his wound on his thigh; rather than anything else. "I can… just patch it with a butterfly stitch. No need for anything too dramatic," you explained as you kneeled in front of him. 

"That's good," Kai simply replied.

You pulled your eyes from his wound and towards the coffee table in the middle of the room. Under it, you had kept a small first aid kit since looking after Kai the last two weeks; almost like you were sure he'd do something so stubborn to break the stitches. And you were right.

Kai's eyes drifted along the paper in front of him, though a silent flicker of his attention drew to you quickly before shifting back to the files. "You were right to have that there, afterall, Y/N," 

When you tugged on the white, small plastic box and placed it on the table; you opened it and searched for those white strips. "Just… Be careful moving around, okay…?"

Pushing back some of the other first aid inside, you found a butterfly stitch at the bottom – closing the box again and turning your body back to Kai, your eyes drifting to the wound which was seeping a little bit of blood; the red stain glistening against the yellowish light that seemed to also stain the basement.

"These aren't as strong as the hospital's stitches…" you said softly as you placed a cotton swab against the blood to soak it up. "So, you can't do too much while it's keeping it together."

"They should've dissolved by then," Kai spoke up.

"Y– Yes, they have a little already, just…"

You pulled the cotton swab away before finally placing the strip across the wound; you were thankful the wound wasn't as severe anymore and you didn't have to take him to the hospital. If he just kept still from until the wound began to properly heal and scar over.

"Alright, it's done. Do you feel okay, Kai…?" you asked, your eyes flicking from the stitches to his face; an air of concern yet admiration loomed in your chest.

Despite Kai's tougher exterior, he did always seem to be thankful for your efforts. The way his voice softened when it was just the two of you together. Especially like right now.

"I'll be fine with you here."

Your attention was brought to Kai's handsome face when he spoke so kindly to you. You'd heard it before. And not just to you. You knew he was only ever just trying to be the best leader he could be. But regardless, though you wouldn't admit it out loud, it made you melt.

"You're almost done with those papers?" you asked, noticing him flick to the last file in the folder. "It's the red one, righ–"

"Y/N," Kai spoke up now, though his voice stayed almost subtle. "You've been so good to me."

Before you could reply, you felt the palm of Kai's hand rest on top of your head causing you to look him in the eyes – that seriousness that usually lingered in them seemed to evanesce just for a moment. Long enough for you to notice; he was being sincere with you. At least, you thought so.

"Well…" you muttered softly. "I—"

Before you could even finish the sincere words back to him, your eyes narrowed and your brows raised on your head when you felt Kai's lips press against yours. He was firm about it; like he meant it, yet it was soft enough that it made you want to loiter on his lips for so much longer, like a ghost to a haunted house with unfinished business, when he finally pulled away.

His fingers seemed to be wrapped around your chin slightly as he held you close to him. "I want you to stay with me – by my side when I get in office," Kai whispered against your lips. "D'you think you can do that for me, Y/N?"

Your eyes were glued to his, darting between the two pools of inky blackness staring into your soul like he could understand everything you wanted to say without speaking a word.

"Kai, I… would do anything for you." Your words seemed to slip off your tongue like hot butter; sweet and without control. "Anything."

Kai seemed to smile at your words, his thumb tracing your bottom lip before planting a kiss on the corner of your mouth. He brought his lips to your ear, with a sultry tone, he spoke softly, "Then let's do anything we want to. Together, Y/N."

You felt your heart racing in your chest, a burning in your ears as you felt your face flush. He always knew exactly what to say to you. It was true, you would do anything for him. How else could you thank him for everything he'd done for you?

"Together…" You seemed to echo that word more just to confirm that he said it.

"Y/N," Kai spoke softly, still so close to you. "I can hear your heartbeat. It sounds like a whirlpool."

"I… I'm sorry, I just–"

Kai simply shook his head before pulling back and leaning against the back of the couch. "Come closer."

You glanced up at him, watching as his dark eyes peered down at you; like Cupid's arrows striking you over and over. You only wished you could stay this close to him always. Just to show your appreciation for this man who's only done good to you.

"For everything you've done for me, Y/N, I want us to have such a closer bond," Kai explained, his voice coated with his usual authority in it; though it seemed to top with sincerity.

"I'd… want that too," you replied in almost a mutter, like you understood what he was implying.

Your cult leader's almost black eyes seemed to gloss over with a sense of longing as he gazed down at you kneeling in front of him, your own bright eyes like a doe in a headlights – but those headlights were something you were so daring to face. Especially with that look that Kai held in his own dark whirlpool eyes as he peered down at you.

"You want that too," Kai echoed your words like he was sure you wanted to be as close to him as he so desired. Kai Anderson had you wrapped around his finger from the beginning – and you knew that. You were happy with that. With him.

You gave him a simple nod before you watched as he pushed his fingers into his underwear – with a tug, he pulled out his semi-hard cock, his fingers wrapped around the base. You'd not seen anything like his. Your eyes drifted up from the base to the tip in pure worship. And that was what you wished to do.

"Y/N," Kai spoke with a softness in his tone, "This is going to be our own special bond. Something that'll connect us forever."

Your attention was still glued to his prick in his hands, watching as you could see it grow as he spoke. Holy shit.

"Yes, Y/–?"

"Yes."

You responded in a way that a fire would to gunpowder. Instantly and with incitement.

Kai laughed softly through his nose, that smile still on his lips. "Good."

When your eyes drifted up to his, almost like you were asking for permission, Kai gave you a nod before you glanced down back at his cock standing up in front of you. With all those 'little lamb' pet names, you sure felt like one around this lion now.

You felt the racing of your heart beat even quicker than before, you could practically feel it in your ears. As well as between your thighs.

Almost with shy hesitation, you brought yourself closer to Kai before you reached out with both hands, wrapping your fingers round the base of his cock; making your hands look so small in the process. "Hot…" you murmured softly, the feeling of Kai's hot skin against yours almost felt burning.

Your eyes flickered up to your leader once more before you finally moved your lips to the tip, your tongue lapping the bead of precum that laid so beautifully at the top. It tasted somewhat sour but that you didn't mind; secretly you were hoping for more.

Your fingers flexed around his hard cock a little before pushing it back slightly as your tongue curled around the tip. You could feel a heat burning between your thighs now, your slick wetting your panties. You dreamed about doing such dirty things with Kai even before joining the cult; watching him make his speeches on television had your fingers making circles on your clit. Having his cock against your tongue right now felt like heaven sent.

As your brows curled up and your hips twirled behind you, your tongue lapped the new precum leaking from the tip before gliding your tongue from top to bottom – your eyes glancing up to Kai for a moment.

When his eyes met yours, his lips parted and he smiled down at you, his hand cupping your cheek; Kai's fingertips just under your ear. "My sweet good girl."

His voice was laced with a caramel tone, only making his praise sound that much gratifying. His voice alone made your pussy flutter with appreciation for your admirable cult leader. Your Kai Anderson.

You brought your knees closer to him on the floor, mostly to find some kind of edge to your panties, some traction as you worked on him; your tongue and lips still dancing so vigorously against his thick cock.

A hungry moan escapes your lips when you pulled away from him for a mere second before your parted them over his tip, pushing your mouth over his twitching cock, somehow it felt even hotter than before, and fuck, did it make you want him even more.

"You continue to impress me, Y/N… My little lamb." Kai spoke with that sultry nuance in his voice, his hand on your cheek now moved to the top of your head, like an owner would a dog.

You almost reached the base of his cock before you felt it hit the back of your throat. Your eyes practically rolled back before closing them tightly and pulling him from your mouth, you repeated that a few times over, trying your damnedest to get further each time. You could feel drool run down your lips and chin now, slicking Kai's cock completely with your spit.

"Y/N," Kai muttered so softly, though you could hear him say it through clenched teeth.

When you pulled his cock half way off your mouth to look at him, he reached out and wiped the bottom of your chin with his thumb before pushing it into your mouth, laying the pad of his thumb on your tongue. "Come up here, my pet."

You could barely form any words, even with his thumb between your lips, your mind was drunk on his cock, as much as you were thinking about Kai entirely, the taste of his cock and precum still laid pleasantly in your mouth and mind.

Kai pushed his pants down a little more before patting his thighs, his hand just above where you placed the stitches from before.

"K– Kai…" you barely muttered back to him. "I can't– Your stitch–"

"Don't worry about it," Kai replied, cutting you off. He bent forward and his hand found yours, still slick from holding his cock from before. He led you to stand and pulled you over on top of him, your legs now either side of him on the couch. "I want to finish our bonding."

You gave him a dazed nod before you noticed Kai's fingers hook around your panties, pulling them down enough so that you could finally pull them off entirely yourself. When you did, Kai took them from you and placed them next to him, almost to say 'For next time.'

"Kai…" your voice broke a little when you echoed his name. "Want…"

"Want what?" he asked, so daringly like he didn't already know.

"To finish… our bond…"

He gave you a smile, though this time, it was a smug one. One you've seen many times but not at you. Oh, not at you until now.

Kai pushed your skirt up with ease before one hand went around your waist so fondly, easing you down onto his cock with his other. 

Your eyes lingered on his as he drifted from your pussy stretching out over his cock to your face, you watched as he parted his lips ever so slightly, his tongue curling over his top teeth a little. That expression was enough to drive you insane.

"Aah…! Kai, you're… ngh, it's not going to… fit…" You barely broke your words through quick, soft moans.

"Shh," Kai hushed you, both of his hands on your hips now as he eased you over half way down now. "You're doing so good."

Your lips parted as the hot pain was replaced by pleasure – a long, breathy moan escaping your lips as the palm of your hands found Kai's chest, your fingertips pressing eagerly into the fabric of his button up shirt that hung open so effortlessly at the top. 

"Fuck," Kai groaned softly through his own agape mouth as you squeezed around him, finally feeling his tip at your core.

"Kai…," you muttered his name along with a moan like it tasted like nothing but sweet honey. "Love… you."

Oh, you hadn't said that before. Not out loud at least. And definitely not to Kai.

"I know, my little lamb." Kai wandered his hands up your body to your face, resting each of his big hands on your cheeks as he looked to you, your eyes barely staying open to keep your attention on him. Kai admired that expression laying on your face – an expression that always held admiration for him and him alone. Oh, how he thrived from it. "We'll complete this bonding moment of ours tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow…?" you barely muttered, your brows curled up on your forehead.

"This is the beginning," Kai replied before he placed his hands back on your hips, pulling you up a little, which caused you to whimper. "Tomorrow, ngh… We'll kill that senator. Together, yeah?"

That senator. The one that humiliated Kai on TV?

"Yes," you answered him like you wanted to please him – not just physically, but in every way possible. "Yes. I'll do that."

"Good girl."

Kai then thrusted up into you, a slow and steady pace as he watched your expression, what could only be described as pure pleasure, pressure into your face. Your body reacted instantly with Kai's movements, your legs flexing against Kai's on either side of yours.

"Kai– Mm, fuck… Feels…–!"

Your words scarcely left your parted lips through your whimpers and moans – you could feel Kai's cock only get bigger inside you with each thrust, causing your forehead to find his shoulder, your hands tightening around his shirt.

"I'll take his place and we can–" Kai groaned as he kept his hands tightly around your waist, your skirt dancing around his fingers, "–be together forever."

Forever.

Forever.

Together forever.

Kai's words were running circles in your head as you felt him pump quicker and faster into you, your eyes clenching together as you felt your core begin to heat up with a knot in your stomach. "Kai…! I'm going to…!"

"Cum, my pet." Kai's voice in your ear sounded heavenly amongst the soft moans. "Show me that love."

You let out a whimper before you finally felt it. That hot sensation in your whole body seemed to explode where you and Kai were connected the most. "Kai!"

A smirk laid carelessly on Kai's face, his dimples on his cheeks adding a sense of innocence to him. "Such obedience… You really are– ngh…" Kai felt himself getting closer now, his jaw clenching before his lips parted again, "my favourite."

With those words leaving his lips, you wrapped your entire arms around him now, taking in every feeling of being so close to Kai Anderson. As you did, your pussy clenched harder around his big cock, those girlish whines of yours accompanying the euphoric feeling.

Kai bit down on his bottom lip before letting out a moan himself – and with a few more fast paced thrusts into you, he stopped as his hands flexed hard around your waist, holding you in place as he felt his cum shoot out into you, painting your pussy like a canvas.

"Fuck." As Kai's hand fell from your waist and went to your back, you felt your body collapse against him, your pussy full of Kai's cock and juices.

You both stayed there for a moment, your heavy breaths the only sound echoing in the basement. You wished you could stay in this moment forever – maybe you could. Just being around Kai felt like this. And with tomorrow's assignment…

"I look forward… to tomorrow, Kai…" you whispered softly, your forehead still comfortably against his shoulder.

Kai chuckled slightly, his arms holding you that much closer before he let out a sigh.

"Hm,

me too."

#mfic.txt #chara: kai anderson #genre: smut #media: american horror story #type: x reader #kai anderson x reader #ahs cult #evan peters

[fine-nephrit]

🥏 TXF Fic Rec #21: "Calculated Risk" by Sarie Fairy

Sarie Fairy (@sarie-fairy) does a great job turning on the heat in this spicy, fervent MSR first-time story. Following the high emotions of episode 7x02, “Amor Fati,” what’s a better way for our agents to blow off steam than a drunk and frenzied smutting session in a public bathroom?

What I liked most though, is their conversation in the bar leading up to the deed. Long repressed feelings come out to play, and the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife. I never get tired of post-“Never Again” angst. Their discussion about Ed Jerse, finally happening after three years, is particularly well-handled and unfolds exactly as it should.

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🥏 on Ao3

length: short, 11,000+ words season: season 7, 7x02 Amor Fati, mentions of 4x13 Never Again pairing(s): M/S First-time tags: episode-related, smut, angst, jealousy, Diana Fowley, Scully-POV rating: explicit/NC-17

#x files #the x files #xf fanfic #x files fanfic #msr #nephrit's fic rec #len: short #season: 7 #7x02 amor fati #4x13 never again #ship: m/s first time #genre: episode related #genre: smut #genre: angst #jealousy #diana fowley #scully pov #rating: nc17 #by: sarie fairy

[polinficrecs]

I Tried Your Mouth & I Can't Come Back by MelikaElena Rating: E Language: English Status: Complete Summary: A vacation is just what an over-worked Penelope needs. Running into her childhood bully is the last thing she needs. And while she doesn’t NEED to be rescued by a handsome stranger, she certainly won’t turn him away, especially when he proceeds to prove that their relationship is real by posing for a romantic photo & giving Penelope the best kiss of her life.

It's just a vacation crush, a harmless, little infatuation, and she's never going to see the charismatic Colin ever again... or is she?

#polin #Polin fic rec #bridgerton #rating: e #language: english #status: complete #fic type: multi chap #word count: 15k+ #au: modern #au: love at first sight #au: fake dating #genre: fluff #genre: smut

[justlemmeadoreyou]

boyfriend!harry headcanons

-> Every day starts with Harry's sleepy face pressed into your neck, his breath tickling your ear as he mutters "good mornin', lovie." He steals kisses between yawns, his warm hand tracing patterns on your back until you're both giggling, tangled in the sheets.

-> He knows your perfect cup of coffee, the one that makes you smile like sunshine. He surprises you with it in bed, accompanied by a plate of fluffy pancakes or French toast, shaped into hearts, of course.

-> He pretends to scoff when you put on a chick flick, but you catch him stealing glances at the screen, his lips twitching with a suppressed smile. He hums along to the cheesy soundtrack, his voice husky and low, sending shivers down your spine.

-> One minute you're planning grocery shopping, the next he's whisking you away to a hidden beach for a sunset picnic, complete with a spontaneous bonfire and stargazing. He lives for creating memories that make your heart skip a beat.

-> He believes in you more than you believe in yourself. He cheers you on at work, celebrates your victories (big or small), and holds you tight when you doubt yourself. He whispers encouragement in your ear, his voice laced with unwavering faith.

-> He leaves little love notes tucked in your purse, on the fridge, even in the pages of your favorite book. He hides tiny trinkets for you to find – a seashell from your first beach trip, a vintage postcard with a romantic quote, a single, perfect rose.

-> He pulls out your chair at restaurants, opens doors, and insists on carrying your groceries. He walks on the outside of the sidewalk to shield you from the rain, and offers his jacket when you're cold. It's the little things that make your heart melt.

-> His hands wander under your shirt, sending goosebumps erupting on your skin. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear, promises of forever and endless love. He makes you feel like the only person in the world, cherished and adored.

-> He strums your favorite song on his guitar, his voice husky and soulful, just for you. He pulls you close, swaying to the rhythm, his gaze never leaving yours. He turns any room into a dance floor, his laughter echoing as you spin, lost in your own little world.

-> He's your rock, your confidant, your safe harbor. He listens without judgment, offers advice without pushing, and celebrates your individuality. He loves you for who you are, flaws and all, and that's the most beautiful love story of all.

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jealous!harry headcanons

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