#honiebee

[dinuhsoar]

not your yellow

― mafia!Chris Evans x f!reader

Synopsis: Chris Evans messed up. Real bad.

Warnings: shit writing lmao, gif doesn't match imagine, pretty angsty/ish ig, crying, idk what else, language, cheating, I did not read over this so there might be typos

*please read all warnings before you continue*

Cali's message: Someone really messaged me and asked me how do I write good angst. Like, idk I just cry and write at the same time lmao. Anyways, this is for @moonlight-onyx and her writing challenge for 1.2k followers. This is really angsty, so please grab some tissues or a shirt or whatever to wipe your nose and eyes after reading this. If you don't cry the first time reading this, listen to a very very sad song (not drivers license). And if you still haven't cried, force it :) or else. Imma leave a song or two at the bottom of this post. Also, I didn't really mention the mafia part, but just go with it XD

Prompt: #4, "what happened to us?"

Gif credit: @treatmelikesugar

Chris sat on your shared bed, his leg bouncing. His fingers were in his mouth, nervously biting at the barely there nail. He messed up bad. You were currently . . . somewhere. You wouldn't tell Chris where you went, where you were headed, what you were doing.

And that scared him. But it was a day later when he was really scared: not for you but for himself.

You knocked on your shared house door, your key somewhere but not with you. It doesn't matter anymore, you wouldn't be needing it. You had tears in your eyes, you hair everywhere.

Chris knew it was you. He always knew. So he opened it in a matter of seconds, and you swore he flew downstairs because not even you could go down your stairs that fast. It made you want to laugh.

But you didn't. It would hurt to much, more than likely rattling the pieces of your broken heart even more.

Chris' eyes lit up when he saw you. And he swore you were most pretty like that: teary-eyed, swollen lips, hair like a lion's mane. If only he could tell you that. If only.

Chris stepped aside, smiling like an idiot at you. "Hi."

And you walked in, and past him, to your shared bedroom, and threw yourself on the bed, immediately grabbing a pillow and screaming into it. All the anger and frustration seeping into the fabric like your tears.

All Chris could do was listen. He sat in the hallway, just right outside the door. And if he looked into the room, he could see you sob and sob some more, whispering words only you were capable of hearing.

It pained him. It pained you.

You both were longing each other's touch. But you couldn't give it to each other. Not now. Not ever.

"So stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" You shouted out, hands balling into fists. And you repeadly hit yourself like this. You wanted to feel something that could override the pain Chris caused you. But it wasn't working.

"Such a fucking idiot! Why am I so blind to men like you!?" And Chris broke down there and then. You were the smartest girl on plant earth, maybe even in the whole galaxy. So he stood up and walked in, standing by the foot of the bed.

If this was his weak attempt to make you feel better, it didn't. You saw his dad socks and cried some more. "What do you want from me?! Is cheating on me not enough?!"

And it wasn't the fact that he cheated. You told him how everyone of your ex's cheated on you. He said he would never. Said he would never cheat on you, that you were 'the one' and 'his only.'

Newsflash. He lied.

Chris could only wince at the reminder of what he did. He doesn't need a reminder, he'll always remember. "I- you're not dumb okay? And you're not stupid either." Chris sat on the bed, grabbing the pillow that you so desperately abused with your feelings. In response, you covered your face with your hands.

"I'm the stupid one okay? I love you, (y/n)!"

"God, Chris, what happened to us, hm? At first I didn't want to believe this, believe us, because, let's be honest, who could love this?" You stood up off the bed, motioning to yourself. "Most certainly not you since you cheated on me!" You glanced at him, the shock and sadness on his face quite clear. You wondered what yours looked like.

Chris would say it's beautiful.

You moved to your closet, grabbing most of your clothes and shoved them into a suitcase. Chris tried to stop you, shouting at you to stop and to not, 'leave him like this.' But if Chris can break your heart, you might as well break his.

"I don't care why you cheated on me, I don't want an explanation. Just know that you've fucked up big time, Chris. And that if you notice one of your shirts missing, I took it; a part of me thinks this is still a dream and that one day I'll wake up with a fully healed hart, hopefully healed by you."

And you left. And he cried in the same pillow you did, his gut hurting as he let his emotions lose.

You haven't even reached the door yet when you heard things breaking. And when you reached the door, the last thing you heard was, "Y/n, please come back! It hurts too much!"

And god how it took everything in you to not turn around.

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[tomurasprincess]

You need to write another smut fic on Kugooo! I'm ✨THIRSTY✨

Your writing is lovely btw

There will absolutely be more Kugo coming up eventually. I want to do a sequel for Black Coffee at some point 👀

#mari muses #mari gets sweet messages #honiebee

[eqan]

I still read ur user as smutts im sorry

why have you come here to hurt me /j

#ask #honiebee

[radiantroope]

73

Know Nothing by Childish Major

#asks #honiebee

[little-diable]

Train - Tom Holland (smut)

Requested by lovely @earlgreydream​ Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Tom fucks the reader in an empty train compartment

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, oral (m), pwp, just filthy public sex

Pairing: Tom Holland x fem!reader (1.4k)

No longer could (y/n) sit still, legs trembling from constantly clenching her thighs together. She had been in a certain mood for days, hands aching to touch Tom’s skin, to trace the muscles she would kiss whenever she’d go down on him. 

But as he had dragged her from one meeting to another, begging her to follow him around as he was pushing through the last interviews before summer, she was getting lost in her desires.

(Y/n) began to shift in her seat, eyes focused on the bypassing scenery, flickering to the other end of their train compartment. It was just the two of them, a horny girlfriend and her napping boyfriend. It this moment they weren’t superstar Tom Holland and his girlfriend (y/n), no, they were just a random couple, on their way to the small town they’d stay in for the next few weeks.

“You okay?” Without opening his eyes, Tom placed his hand on her thigh, squeezing her skin without knowing what his touch was doing to her. Sparks shot down her body, right to her pulsing clit, the sensitive bundle of nerves he could touch if he’d just move his hand a bit higher. (Y/n) mumbled a “mhm” clenching her jaw to stop her whiny groans from leaving her.

But Tom knew his girlfriend all too well. Of course he had noticed the longing glances she’d shoot him, how she would press her thighs together as he was sitting close, how she would dig her fingertips into his skin as he would wrap his arms around her. By now he was focused on teasing her, wondering how far he could take it till she would snap.

His thumb began to trace the fabric of her dress, slowly disappearing beneath it, feeling the rising goosebumps on her skin. Each movement of his fingers robbed drops of air her lungs were needing to keep on functioning, each squeeze of his hand pushed her closer to her breaking point.

“I know what you’re doing.” (Y/n) spoke with her jaw still clenched, keeping her eyes focused on the bypassing mountains. The small chuckle that clawed through Tom vibrated on her skin, his head rolled to the side, lips kissing her throat. As his skin met hers, (y/n) knew she was done for.

“And what exactly am I doing, darling?” His voice grew lower and his accent got thicker, very well knowing that she was losing her sanity - she was putty in his hands. 

Tom’s fingers met her soaked through panties, for a second he traced her folds, the wet spot of arousal. But with the first moan leaving (y/n) he pushed the fabric aside, effortlessly dipping into her heat. Her head fell back against her headrest, hand clamping down on his wrist - making sure that he wouldn't pull away. 

“Tom,” she whimpered his name, trying to stop her moans from becoming too loud, not wanting to attract any attention. (Y/n) had been waiting for this for way too long, endless days of staring at her man without touching him, endless days of torture that were finally over.

“Tell me what you need, love.” Tom began to rub her clit with his thumb, eyes wandering over her features, the eyes she had closed moments ago, the lips she was currently biting down on. A gorgeous woman he intended on marrying one day, a gorgeous woman he so desperately wanted to keep by his side for eternity.

“Want to touch you, can I touch you, please?” Her eyes met his, pupils dilated from the waves of pleasure that flooded through her, pupils that carried all her emotions deep inside of her. For a moment he double checked if it was truly just the two of them, before he nodded his head, letting go of his smirking girlfriend.

She crawled over his lap, slowly sinking to her knees, skin pressed against the rough carpet. Impatient hands unbuckled his trousers, eyes following his, staring at the sunglasses he had stolen from the Marvel set months ago. The tip of his cock was covered in precum, salty drops that made her mouth water, it had been way too long since she had choked on him.

Carefully (y/n) kissed the red head of his length, still holding eye contact as she began to take most of him, swirling her tongue around him. His hand tugged on her strands of hair, tickling the roots, coaxing a deep moan out of (y/n). 

Both tried to keep quiet, drowning out most moans and groans, but whenever she would get ahead of herself - with her hand wrapped around him and her throat burning - Tom would keep her locked in place, making sure that nobody had heard them.

“Doing so well for me, darling. Fuck you look so pretty like that.” Tom loved to praise her, making sure that she was feeling comfortable and appreciated. 

He would try to stop himself from tumbling into his orgasm, would try to drag out the moment when she would place herself on her knees for him. By now she could read his body well enough to know when to stop, desperate to feel his cum inside of her, stuffing her to the brim - rather than her having to swallow it all.

“Such a good girl for me, will you let me fuck you? Been waiting for me, haven’t you?” With glassy eyes she pulled his cock out of her mouth, smiling at her blushing boyfriend. He pulled her into his lap, hands placed on her waist to stabilize her trembling frame.

“Need to feel you, it’s been too long since you’ve touched me.” (Y/n) couldn’t stop her lips from forming a pout, staring at him as he was aligning himself with her entrance.

“I’m sorry, darling. I promise I’ll take care of you now.” The promise rolled off his tongue as he pushed himself into her, cock twitching inside her heat. Her walls needed a few moments to adjust to his size, feeling his veins through his thin skin, the skin that was still covered in her saliva, getting mixed up with her arousal.

She began to build a steady rhythm, sinking down on him as his hips met hers, jerking upwards. Tom kissed her breathless, swallowing her moans, allowing his tongue to explore her hot cheeks.

The possibility of somebody noticing the pair only urged them on, skin met skin, lips met lips, hands squeezed and teeth bit. It was a mess, but a mess both found comfort and protection in, all too familiar, like those nights where he had fucked her in an empty bathroom or in an elevator as they were disappearing from another event.

“Don’t know how I’ve managed to go this long without feeling your sweet cunt. So perfect for me.” Tom lost himself in his praises, eyes fluttering close as (y/n) rode him. Both could tell that their orgasms were close, just in time for them to calm down before they’d reach their destination.

Arousal dripped down her thighs, onto his jeans, leaving a wet spot. Tom could already see her riding his thigh later on that night, he wouldn’t let her sleep, wouldn’t allow her to rest as he would take her in every position possible.

“Can I cum? I’m so close.” She stammered against his lips, walls fluttering around his cock, moaning his name as he met her movements once again. How he wanted to freeze time, just to stay buried inside of her for a few more moments, but his own orgasm clashed upon him the moment the coil snapped inside of (y/n).

The pair moaned in unison, letting go with fluttering walls and a twitching cock, making sure that he was filling her to the brim. His warmth spread through her, dragging out the moment, allowing her to hold onto the heavenly feeling.

“I got you,” Tom pulled out of her, keeping (y/n) pressed to his chest as he redressed himself, eyes meeting hers every now and then. Both couldn’t stop smiling, already excited for their vacation, knowing that they wouldn’t catch any sleep. 

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[quicksilver-rain]

New D&D character.

Her name is Sonja, she doesn't give a shit about anachronistic integrity, is an unrepentant conman and adopted a fuzzy goblin child (Honiebee) at the earliest opportunity.

She's also the unholy amalgamation of Crowley and Reigen and somehow still manages to be the competent one.

#quicksilver draws #kidlets #d&d

[dinuhsoar]

ᴛᴏɴᴇ

― Corpse x fem!reader

Warnings: language, poorly written synopsis and imagine tbh, gif has nothing to do with imagine, possible typos,

Synopsis: Y/n is playing Among Us when her toddler of a brother starts crying. Y/n asks for help- apparently, Corpse just needs to speak. A somewhat discontinued part two of Flowers and Crowns

Cali's message: Evening everyone! As you all know, I'm not a huge fan of Corpse. However, I like reading imagines about him because they're cute and take my mind off of my struggles! I am truly sorry that I haven't been posting. Requests are open for pretty much anything. Be kind and have a lovely day! And you guys actually liked Flowers and Crowns?? Tf are you on? Clearly this one is better- but, thank you for reading Flowers and Crowns and supporting me!

Gif credit: @adventurelandia

@haikyuu-appreciation-club wanted this, so here it is, love!

You and the gang have been playing Among Us for the past hour. When the games always started, you were right on top of it, immediately saying who the imposter was. And now? Now you were first to die everytime.

You've scanned. Corpse and Toast both watched you. And you were positive they were not the imposters. So when they, Corpse, killed you in decontamination, you were so livid.

You tried ranting to the people on your stream, you really did. But they kept saying, 'of course it was Corpse,' and, 'oh look how red she is.' Now that, that much was true. No matter how devilish that move Corpse and Toast pulled, you could forgive him.

You told your stream that you'd be back, the sudden cries of your brother flooding your ears. In the time it took for you to get to his room, make him stop crying, and return to the stream with him, the game ended. And apparently it has ended for a while now.

When you rejoined you heard familiar voices as you slipped on your headset.

"-and I find it quite offensive that you just insulted her while she wasn't present." Corpse had said. What was this going on about?

"Hello guys! Sorry for leaving, my brother was crying again." You laughed, and Corpse smiled like a sick puppy. Your laughter to him was sweet sounding and it held a sense of longing. He concluded that your laugh was normal awhile ago, so a normal laugh shouldn't be affecting him the way it was now, right? "Um, Corpse," you began, quite awkwardly as it was dead silent on the stream, "what was that about? The offensive thing? I joined halfway-"

"It's nothing to be hypervigilant about, Y/n. I took care of the situation." Corpse couldn't feel the flutter in your stomach, but everyone on the stream did as your face was red.

"Ahem, sorry to ruin your spotlight, but could we start?" Sykunno asked, softly lulling his head back.

"Just give me a second, Sy." You left them. Again. Groans and moans of protest is what they did. But you couldn't hear them.

"Which one, bubba? Hm? Carrots or peas?" You reached for the carrots, then heard him scream, "peas!" You were sure the stream heard it, and possibly your friends too. "Fine, fine," you rushed out, opening the can and getting a spoon. "Spill any and I will disown you, ya' hear?" Of course you were joking, but the look on his face was priceless. "Lets get you going." So you picked him up and set him in your lap as you sat back down, letting him eat.

"I'm back this time, for real."

"Good, because I'm not waiting any longer." Sykunno sassed back and pressed hard on the mouse to click start.

And just your luck, you're the imposter with Rae.

You took in a breath and left dropship, running to the node near office. It was probably the most frequently used node anyways. Standing there and awaiting your victim, you saw Rae run past. You immediately followed her into office and down to specimen. She just stood there and you went up to the decontamination in lab, waiting your victem. Toast talked in, and you got out and he went to download. You killed him then went back up to wait.

On Rae's end, she'd go on to kill Sykunno and James before they could even report Toasts body. And so when Corpse has arrived, on your end too, oh boy.

You stood over the growing pile of bodies, and when he saw you, he froze up. On one end, how was someone so sweet sounding, so, so very innocent, do this?

But you did not hesitate. He was vulnerable.

You killed him, laughing into your mic as you did so.

The game ended, and you assumed Rae killed along the strip of decontamination and not just lead them to the pile.

You looked down at your younger brother, smiling at him as he spilled some peas. Immediately his face went white, his lip curling and fists balling as you grabbed his can to place on the desk.

"Hey, hey, don't cry now."

But he would not stop.

"Do any of you know how to make a baby stop crying?" A chorus of 'no's' were heard and you groaned.

"Corpse? The least you can do is think of-"

"Tell him that-"

And with very little words from Corpse, he's stopped crying. However, his head turned away from your shoulder and looked around the room.

"Bubs, he's not in here. Would you like to say hi?" Carefully, you placed the headset on your brothers head, carefully watching his face for any discomfort.

You could faintly hear the others voices, Rae breaking into straight baby talk. When Corpse spoke again, your brother had a mixed face that looked like he was about to cry but laugh at the same time.

"Corpse, you began, taking the headset back, "thank you for making him stop crying." You tightened your grip on his waist, pulling him closer.

You all played a few rounds more, but you decided to them leave to put your brother to bed. Once he was in bed, you got a message. Opening the message app and seeing who it was made you smile some more.

'Hello Y/n! You remember when you said, '"he's not in here?"' Could we arrange that? I'd love to meet you both!'

What? Corpse wanted to meet you?

'I- you- what about your identity? Or-'

'It'll be fine, I trust you.'

'I can be there in a few days?'

'Perfect! See you then!'

Shutting of your phone you ran into your bedroom and screamed into a pillow. You were going to meet Corpse! But what if he didn't like you? Or what- no! You were getting ahead of yourself.

'Goodnight Corpse,' you sent.

'Goodnight Y/n.'

And little did you know, he fell asleep that night.

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[little-diable]

Club - Damiano David (smut)

Super filthy and rough. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Damiano fucks the reader in a club as another man tries to touch what belongs to the singer.

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, sex in a club, throat fuck, degrading, jealousy, choking 

Pairing: Damiano David x fem!reader

The music flooded through her, body moving to the beat, screaming the lyrics as the crowd around her kept on dancing. By now she was feeling the effects of the shots she had drowned a few minutes ago, giggling with Victoria as both swayed to the music.

No longer did she focus on Damiano, but on the song that was currently echoing through the club, animating the drunk people to keep on moving. (Y/n) felt two hands getting placed on her waist, pulling her closer to a chest, locking her in place. 

She didn’t know the guy, had never seen him before, but in that very moment she couldn’t care less, allowing him to sway her around, grinding against her as she was getting lost in the beat. 

From afar he was watching her with dark eyes, tightening his grip on his glass, wondering if she was realizing what was going on. Damiano finished his cigarette before he placed his drink down, making his way towards his stumbling girlfriend. 

The guy kept whispering into her ear, trying to speak to the girl he wanted to keep close, not noticing the man that was nearing them two. (Y/n) didn’t listen to the words the stranger spoke, eyes closed, allowing her body to lead on its own. 

But the second another hand clamped down on her wrist she felt her body hurling forwards, crashing into a familiar chest, eyes wandering along the black ink she would trace with her fingers as she was pressed against him. The scent of his expensive cologne engulfed her, mixed with the scent of cigarettes and alcohol, a comforting scent she was longing for. 

“What do you think you’re doing, baby?” Damiano’s breath tickled her throat, lips meeting her earlobes, eyes not leaving the stranger that had touched her once. Incoherent words spilled from her lips, slurring her reply, no longer caring about the music, hooked onto the feeling of his body pressed against hers. 

“I-,” a chuckle rumbled through (y/n), head lifted off his chest to press a kiss against his lips, tasting the cigarette he had just smoked on his tongue. She was pushing all the right buttons, adding fuel to the fire of jealousy that kept burning deep inside of him. 

The need to claim her body as his urged him on to add more pressure to their kiss, only breaking apart to pull her off the dance floor, towards the barely alight toilet. 

Her giggles got drowned out by the pain that shot through her as Damiano pressed her against the wall, locking the door behind him. “Allowing another man to touch what’s mine? You fucking brat.” 

A hand got placed on her jawline, fingertips digging into her skin, forcing her to look at him, getting lost in his dark pupils. He wasn’t loving and caring, though possessive and aggressive, ready to fuck her till she no longer knew how to walk. 

“You’ll be a good girl, you’ll let me fuck your mouth and you’ll thank me for it, understood?” Two fingers got plunged into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue till glistening tears spilled from her eyes. Her smudged makeup ran down her cheeks, already looking fucked out as if he had forced his twitching cock into her for hours on end. 

“Yes,” she dropped to her knees, wincing as the cold, dirty floor met her skin, hands already working on his black leather trousers. The fabric of his see-through shirt exposed most parts of his tattooed upper body, a work of art she’d stare at whenever she’d get the chance to. 

Damiano looked dangerous, towering over her as she wanted to take his anger off his shoulders, apologising for her behaviour. The second she pulled his cock out of his boxers she had her lips wrapped around the tip, licking the skin clean, moaning at the taste of his precum. He felt heavy on her tongue, the velvety skin rested on the muscle as she tried to slacken her jaw, struggling to do so with the alcohol still running through her system. 

Damiano wasn’t a patient man, couldn’t waste any time, hips jerking, cock sliding down her throat. His hands tugged on her roots, not giving her a chance to pull away as he fucked her mouth. “Look at you-“ a throaty moan ripped through the singer, “- such a slut for me, aren’t you?” 

She hummed around his cock, glassy eyes not leaving his features once, admiring the almost concentrated expression he wore. Her clit throbbed against the soaked through fabric of her panties, desperate for some pressure, anything to soothe the ache her body was fighting against.

The corners of her mouth burned, just like her throat, not used to the heavy thrusts of his. He was hungry for his release, no longer thinking rationally. Her fingernails clawed into the skin of his thighs, holding onto him as he was ready to let go.

“Will you let me fuck you? I bet you’re dripping, ready for me.”

He gave her a harsh push back, cock slipping out of her mouth with a wet pop. Damiano pulled her back onto her feet, ripping the fabric of her dress up to her waist. The flimsy material of her panties snapped apart, exposing her dripping cunt to his hungry eyes. 

With his palm pressed against her scalp she met the wall once again, leg hooked around his waist, allowing him to slip into her heat. His lips met hers, tongues battling to swallow their moans, the desperate groans that left their vocal cords aching. Damiano pounded into her, cock slipping in and out of her at a fast pace. 

He wasn’t making love to her, had to prove his dominance, had to burn bruises into her skin that would make her aware of their relationship, the connection both had to keep alive. 

Her cunt fluttered around his cock, pulling him closer, begging him to fuck her into oblivion, to take away all her worries as the dirty bathroom was closing in on them. The cold rings on his hand met her throat, cutting off her airflow, teasing her lungs, heightening her senses. Her dilated pupils met his, begging him to keep her safe as he was dragging her towards the edge, ready to push her into the clashing waves that were awaiting her. 

“You’ll scream my name, they need to know that you’re mine, that only I can fuck you like this.” His name burned on her lips, she struggled to produce any sounds, lungs not able to grasp the air they were aching for. 

Her vision was covered by black spots, she’d pass out soon, hands tightening their grip on his wrist. As Damiano let go of her throat she cried his name, body shaking, trembling. (Y/n) came around his cock with tears streaming down her cheeks, hoping that this very moment would last for eternity.

Each orgasm he’d coax out of her was more powerful than the one before, somehow he’d always manage to push her to her limits. It didn’t take too long for him to follow her down the edge, cock twitching inside of her, pulling out of her to release himself onto her thighs. 

Damiano kept holding eye contact as he dragged his thumb through the cum that stuck to her thigh, forcing his digit into her mouth, waiting for (y/n) to clean his skin.

“I hope this was worth it, I’ll make sure that you won’t have another orgasm anytime soon.” 

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[little-diable]

First time - Edward Cullen smut HC

Requested by anon. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, Edward’s first time, experienced reader

Pairing: virgin!Edward Cullen x fem!reader

So, let’s picture Eddy boy having his first time with an experienced reader:

He’d probably read quite a few books about the topic

Trying to figure out how to pleasure his girl

I doubt that he’d be scared - but he’d be a bit awkward about it

I mean we’re talking about Edward Cullen

(Y/n) would take things slow, scared that she’d make him feel uncomfortable 

They’d start with a few kisses, seeing if he’s feeling calm enough to take it any further 

His hands would grasp her sides, tightening his grip as their kiss would grow more passionate 

The first moan that would leave him would coax one right out of (y/n)

What a beautiful sound

She’d be very patient with him

Though I don’t think he’d need much explaining, he’d know where and how to touch her

(Y/n) would tell him what she likes and what not

He’d eat her out, without a doubt 

Eddy boy would be scared about marking her up - but the moans that would leave (y/n) as he’d suck on her skin would distract him from his worries

Since he’s a vampire Edward would last quite some time

The night wouldn’t end with just one orgasm for (y/n)

I doubt that she had ever experienced something like this before

She’s fucking a vampire after all 

Midway he’d probably lose his control, she’d just smell too good, all the new sensations would make him confused, sidetracking his brain as he’d fuck her 

He’d apologize for every sound that somewhat would sound painful as they would rumble through (y/n)

But we all know that both (y/n) and Edward would absolutely love it

Waiting for the right person to have his first time with had definitely been worth it.

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hi again! when you're ready, could you write yet another Jasper fic where the reader is really really short and she kinda feels out of place with the cullens. and maybe she jumbles up her thoughts to keep edward from reading them, and she tries to distance herself from Jasper so he doesn't feel how she feels.

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A/N: Got a bit carried away whilst filling out the story, but I hope you like it @honiebee!

Also, GIF not my own, credit to the owner.

Also also, I am on a roll!

You spotted him immediately, as soon as you came into the cafeteria, following Eric and Angela as they tried to give you a tour of the school.

“This is the cafeteria.” Eric waves his arm around the room with a flourish, and your eyes follow his gesture till you stop, drawn to the table at the far end.

His amber eyes pierced through your own, locked on each other until you walked into Tyler Crowley and landed on the floor.

“Sorry short stuff, didn’t see you there.” Tyler muttered as he offered you a hand to help you up. This was your life. Constantly going unnoticed and unseen because of your height. Your mind jumps back to the amber eyes from across the room, and once you’ve righted yourself and reassured Tyler that you’re fine, you look back to the table to find him gone. Somehow, you felt seen.

You didn’t see him for a few days after that. Your new friends told you that the Cullens did that a lot when the weather was nice. You found out what you could about them without people being suspicious, it helped that you were new, people seemed keen to get to know the “new girl”, and once you had found out enough, you retreated back into yourself and your life returned to usual. Unnoticed and unseen as your friends chatted amongst each other.

Until Jasper returned.

Standing at your locker humming to yourself, you grab your textbooks for your first couple of classes. You jump in shock when you close your locker to find Jasper standing next to you.

“Sorry little darlin’, I didn’t mean to make you jump.” He says softly, his accent taking you by surprise.

“I wanted to introduce myself...welcome you to the school.” He continues hesitantly, his eyes narrowing as he watches your expression. “I’m Jasper...Jasper Hale.” He holds out an open hand to you, which you go to shake, assuming that’s what he means, squeaking in shock as his cold hand pulls yours to his mouth where he presses a soft kiss to your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

“Y/N.” You reply quietly, looking up at him in wonder as he lets go of your hand.

“Bad circulation.” He explains, watching you touch the spot where he held your hand, the cold lingering on your skin. You look up at him again, your eyes narrowed in confusion.

“Well...I better be off to class. See you around Y/N.” He shoots you a quick wave and a wink as he heads down the corridor, leaving you standing in shock at the bizarre interaction.

A month later, your friendship was progressing nicely. You still sit with your friends at lunch, understanding from Jessica that no one other than the Cullens has ever sat at their table. So when Jasper is waiting for you at your locker that morning to ask you a question, you aren’t quite prepared to answer.

“Howdy darlin’, how are you on this beautiful day?” He asks as he moves to the side to let you open your locker.

You raise an eyebrow at him, glancing out the window at the rain hammering down on the parking lot outside.

“I’m fine thank you...although I’m not sure I agree with you about the weather.”

He laughs quickly before his face changes. “I have a question for you.”

You hum in reply as you gather up your books.

“I want to know if you will join me for lunch.”

You drop your books as you attempt to put them in your bag, spluttering as you try to think of a reply.

“Erm...uh...erm...with your family?”

“Yeah...so I’ll see you later darlin’?” He asks, turning away down the corridor to English when you nod ‘yes’ in reply.

After that lunch you joined them for lunch at their table every day. You noticed that they didn’t eat much, so you started bringing less food to school with you so you didn’t look like you didn’t belong. You wanted to belong. Sitting with Jasper was the only time you didn’t feel unnoticed. He watched you carefully whenever you spoke, taking in every word like you were something or someone to be admired. He understood you, understood how you felt somehow, and you had never felt more seen in your life.

When the time came for Jasper to tell you the truth, to explain to you fully who he was, what he was, and what you truly meant to each other, you understood. Everything made sense. The comfort you found in his company, how he understood all along how you felt. But you still felt out of place when it came to his family.

“Will you come to the house for dinner?” Jasper asked as you held hands across the cafeteria table, his thumb stroking along your knuckles. You froze. You knew that your mind would be filled with anxious thoughts and that both Jasper and Edward would realise how you felt. “Carlisle and Esme are both desperate to meet you.”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Of course!” You reply cheerily, quickly trying to think of something different. Stopping your mind from anxiously thinking of how you weren’t worth it, that Esme and Carlisle, who you had heard so much about, would hate you. Think that you weren’t good enough to be with Jasper. Why wouldn’t they? It’s a thought you’d had time and time again since meeting Jasper. Why would he want to be friends with you? Why would he want to love you?

“I can’t wait to meet them!” You plaster a fake smile to your face, filling your mind with happy smiling faces, puppies, kittens, people in love.

Edward looks over at you and frowns as he tries to understand your mind. Jasper squeezes your hand, to soothe your anxiety. You had to change the topic, change the conversation to something else.

“Did you hear about a new girl starting?” You ask the table. “I hear she’s the sheriff’s daughter.”

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Snowfall - Jasper Hale

Requested by anon 2 with BDEF from my 8k prompt list, enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: The reader gets bored and distracts Jasper from driving 

Warnings: 18+, smut, breeding kink 

Pairing: Jasper Halexfem!reader

They had been on the road for hours, driving up north, watching the snow fall as they made their way to their destination, excited for a weekend away from Forks, from their family and friends.

She loved long car rides with Jasper, loved listening to music as they’d joke around. Though today something different lingered in the air, he could smell her arousal dripping down her thighs from the moment they had left Forks.

Her hand would pat his knee every now and then, squeezing his cold skin, trying to tease him without distracting him too much. “Darlin’,” a smirk tugged on his pale lips, gaze catching hers, “you know that I can feel your emotions, right?” Of course she knew that he could feel her needs and desires, though (y/n) had hoped that she could brush it off till they’d arrive at the cabin.

Maybe just maybe she could let loose for a bit, he wouldn’t risk her safety, would keep his eyes on the road, she was sure of it. Before he could part his lips to protest, (y/n) breathed out a small “relax”, stretching over the middle console, hands undoing his trousers. He was rock hard and leaking, throbbing in her tight grasp. “What do you think you’re doing darlin’?”

She didn’t reply, ran her tongue along his length, circled his tip before she invited him into her mouth, taking as much of him as possible. Jasper tightened his grip on the steering wheel, golden eyes not leaving the road once.

She swallowed around him, high on the taste of him, the salty drops of precum that kept on sticking to her tongue. (Y/n) didn’t notice him parking the car on the side of the forest road, didn’t hear the shaky breaths that left his lips, too focused on pleasing him.

With one rough tug on her hair he pulled her off his length, saliva dripped down her chin, with a cheeky grin on her lips she kissed him, hands combing through his golden locks. “I’m not wearing any panties.” He cocked his head, wondering if she was only teasing him. She interlaced their fingers, brought his palm underneath her skirt, cupping her dripping sex.

Before she could blink he had her pressed down on the backseat, hovering above her. Jasper had one hand wrapped around her neck, a hungry, dangerous expression tugged on his features. She loved to feel his hands on her, something about the cool skin on her throat would alight a fire deep inside of her.

Jasper was a predator, an animal that was about to chase down his prey. “Do you even deserve my cock darlin’?” He slipped inside her with one ferocious thrust, patiently waiting for her reply. (Y/n) nodded her head yes, whining as he kept still, not moving an inch as she clenched and unclenched her walls.

“I want to fill you up darlin’, want to fuck my cum into your pretty little pussy.”

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Statistics - Spencer Reid (smut)

Requested by anon 15 D F H from my 8k prompt list, enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: She keeps on teasing Spencer till he snaps and punishes her 

Warnings: 18+, smut, breeding kink, daddy kink, public 

Pairing: Spencer Reidxfem!reader

Silence engulfed them, the only sounds that echoed through the room where her sighs, followed by slow, antagonizing movements of his.

“Daddy.” She growled the word, eyes meeting his, legs spread as she reached for his hand. They found themselves in the conference room, all alone, the rest of the team had left hours ago, leaving the two brains to find the remaining puzzle piece that would finally solve the case.

“Don’t.” His answer was short, rough, trying to stop his primal urges from taking over. Spencer loved to tease her, loved ignoring her when she was begging for his touch, asking him to give in, no, the genius wasn’t one to lose a game. He’d always win, no matter when, no matter where, he was Spencer Reid after all. “Fine. I’ll just get off all by myself.”

The sound of (y/n) unzipping her trousers caught his attention, file falling from his hands, crashing to the table with a loud thud. “What did I just tell you?” He rose from his seat, reached for her hair, tangling a hand in it. 

“I’m sorry, daddy, but -,” another rough tug on her hair shut her up, eyes shamefully averted. Spencer studied her for a few seconds, wondering what he should do with her, how he should punish her for not listening.

“Take off your jeans.” With a smirk on her lips she followed his command, finally, she had been aching for him, had been thinking about his hands, his touch for the past few hours. He pulled (y/n) into his lap, undid his trousers with haste movements, cock slipping into her wet walls, roughly pushing her all the way down. “You won’t move, I’ll finish reading the file and maybe, if you behave, I’ll give you what you want.”

This shouldn’t take long, he was a fast reader, reading faster than she’d ever be able to, but apparently tonight Spencer seemed to step up his game, reading the words out loud, slower than he had ever read before. He felt like a first grader, not able to follow the words, stopping his chuckles from rumbling through him as she pouted, crying out his name, seeing right through his game. “Daddy, please, I’ll do anything you want.”

Uncomfortably she shifted in his lap, desperate for some kind of friction, not able to sit still with his hard length buried inside of her. “Anything you say?” Finally he closed the file, hands finding their way to her hips, “anything.” An unfamiliar sound rolled off his tongue, eyes wandering down her upper body, focused on her core, slowly he pushed her up, watching his length glisten with her arousal.

“I’ll fill you up, I’ll fuck you with my cum dripping out of you, what do you say, how high are the chances that I’ll get you pregnant tonight?” She stuttered a few numbers, mind and mouth not properly working together, “wrong.” He spat the word, length splitting her in half as he fucked into her, he’d edge her till she got the statistics right.

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SUV - Spencer Reid Drabble

Requested by @angelusviate​ 12 D E F H from my 8k prompt list, enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Spencer takes care of his needy girlfriend

Warnings: 18+, smut, breeding kink, daddy kink, dom!Spencer, public 

Pairing: Spencer Reidxfem!reader

God, those hands. 

She always had been rather fond of his hands, the long fingers that would carefully stroke a book’s spine, that would carefully hold onto a pen as he’d write down notes or ideas on the white board. 

Somewhere along the way she found herself dreaming about his hands, the way he’d carefully touch her, the way he’d hold her as he’d fuck her. “It’s rude to stare, my love.” Spencer pressed a kiss to her cheek before he sunk back into the seat, smirking at his flustered girlfriend.

Spencer had his eyes focused on the driver of the SUV, mind running a thousand miles per hour, processing the past few hours, the case that had kept them on their toes for way too long. Though he felt his thoughts slipping away from the cruel pictures he had seen, switching his focus on agent (y/l/n), his girlfriend, his very needy girlfriend.

She had her hands placed on his thigh, fingernails pierced into the fabric of his dark trousers, shuffling around in her seat, trying to distract herself from the way her clit pulsed, the heat that began to run up her spine. 

(Y/n) would always long for his touch after an awful case like this one, hoping that he’d give in and take her right there and then, grateful that the other agents were in the car behind them, not leaving any room for the couple.

Her hand wandered up his thigh, placed right on top of the growing bulge in his tight trousers, teasing him with her eyes focused on the driver, praying that he wouldn’t notice what was going on. Spencer's gaze switched between her hand and the driver, wondering how far he could take it, calculating all the different outcomes of this very scenario.

He coughed a few times, covering up the sound of him unzipping his trousers, hiding behind the driver seat, pulling her into his lap. “I got you, don’t you worry.” Her lust blown pupils followed his hands, which currently made their way underneath her dress, pushing her soaked through panties to the side.

“If we get caught I’m blaming you. Behave and I’ll reward you.” His hot breath crashed against her throat, whimpering a small “yes daddy”, lifting her hips to sink down on his length, behind meeting his thighs, nestling in his lap. 

She felt his cock throb, walls burning as they kept on holding onto his length, aching to move, to rub against him as he’d fuck her. Spencer had his eyes closed, mind distracting himself from jerking his hips upwards, fucking her in the seat of the black SUV.

The moment they stumbled into their hotel room he had her pressed against the wall, length finding its way back into her tight hole, fucking her like he had wanted to do for the past hour. They didn’t even think about using any protection, had been playing with the thought of finally getting pregnant for months, after years of dating. 

Maybe tonight would be their lucky night and he’d finally put a baby into her, making their dream come true.

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Kiss prompt Pedro Pascal

Requested by @peachpitfics #7 good morning kiss

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Sun rays were dancing on his nose, a few freckles could be found on his skin, (y/e/c) eyes kept on admiring him, fingers softly ran up and down his chest. “Mhm” a tired grunt left Pedro’s lips, lips she had kissed hours ago as he pressed her against their mattress, burning his touch into her skin. 

“Good morning hermosa” his morning voice shot shudders down her spine, (y/n) pressed her naked form closer to his, lips meeting his. Heat radiated off him, engulfed her on this cold January morning. “Morning” she kissed his throat, down to his collarbones, eyes flicking up to meet his tired ones, a smile tugged on his lips, arms reaching for her. 

A squeal left her, he had her caged, tightly holding onto her, “maybe we should just stay in bed today, huh?”. He had returned from filming a few days ago, body and mind exhausted from his work, from the distance between them, he hated nothing more than being away from (y/n). 

“Why don’t I make us some breakfast and then we can cuddle some more?” softly she rolled herself out of his arms, kissing his lips before she looked for one of his shirts and some panties. “Let me help” another groan rumbled through the actor, naked feet patted against their wooden floor, arms picked her up, carrying her down to their kitchen, Pedro didn’t want to let go of her. 

Both didn’t waste much time in their kitchen, getting interrupted by loving kisses every now and then, god, he had missed her, had missed this, their alone time, nothing on their minds, no worries, nothing. It was just the two of them in that very moment and they wouldn’t have it any other way 

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Kiss prompt Chris evans

Requested by anon #3

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Summary: Chris has to steal the fem!readers first ever kiss

“It’s just a kissing scene, calm down” Lisa laughed, brushing through (y/n)’s hair, eyes meeting her (y/e/c) ones through the mirror. The actress was nervously biting her lip, rereading her lines, trying to prepare herself for the upcoming scene, breaking out in sweat. 

She shouldn’t be nervous, kissing somebody was something almost every actor, every actress would have to do numerous times in their life. But (y/n) belonged to that small number that had never shot a kissing scene before, not to mention that she had never kissed somebody in her life. The thought of Chris Evans stealing her first ever kiss, the man she had been crushing on for years, left her panting, insides churning as her mind kept on focusing on all the things that could go wrong.

“Doll” Chris called for her, wrapping his arms around her, already waiting at the place where they’d shoot the scene. His hair was neatly combed backwards, beard sticking to his handsome features, an excited smile tugged on his lips, not noticing how nervous she truly felt. “Are you ready to kiss the man of your dreams?” he teased her, unaware of the effect he had on her, it took him a few moments to realize that she wasn’t replying, eyes focused on her trembling hands. 

“Hey, what’s going on?” soft fingers touched her jaw, tugging her closer, careful that nobody was listening to their conversation, “it’s nothing”. He didn’t let go of (y/n), intensely studied her, “talk to me, is it about the scene, do you not want to do it? I am sure we can find a solution”. Chris kept on rambling, trying to find out what was going on, if she felt uncomfortable around him, “Chris” (y/n) mumbled his name, cheeks burning, “this will be my first ever kiss”. 

The words made him freeze, piercing eyes wouldn’t let go of her gaze, wondering if she was only teasing him, playing a trick on him, but the way her teeth pierced through her lower lip told him everything he needed to know. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know, let me talk to the producer, I shouldn’t be the one to steal your first kiss” he tried to move away from her, cursing himself for being that insensitive, “no” her voice shot tingles up his spine, she’d always have that effect on him. “You’re not the problem, ‘m just nervous” her gaze fell down to his lips, the lips she’d kiss in a few moments. 

Wordlessly Chris placed his hands on her waist, lips just a few millimeters away from hers, “may I?” He didn’t want (y/n) to have her first ever kiss on screen, didn’t want to put more pressure onto her, the slight nod of her head encouraged him to press his lips against hers. Sparks shot through them, she gave into his touch, hands finding his, not letting go of him. The kiss was everything she had always dreamt about and more. 

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