#i don‘t even know what i did today

[rafesslxt]

Love Potion ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ | Mattheo Riddle

summary: y/n thought she would smell something different while making Amortentia

warning: enemyxlover vibes, cursing, mattheo blushing for a second

note: shorter than usual but got this idea and had to write ( obviously there are other imagines like this so no not a new original idea i mean )

Together with my friends Harry, Ron and Hermione I walked to out next class potions. This year Professor Slughorn was teaching us and I really enjoyed what we learned so far.

Today we shared class with slytherin. Everyone got in and sat down, waiting for Professor to start.

" Good evening everyone, today you are going to learn how to make a love potion. The strongest to be exact. It is called Amortentia."

All the girl started giggling but I was distracted by a strong scent, something like mens cologne.

" Who can tell me something about it? " Professor Slughorn asked. Hermione‘s hand shot up into the air. " Yes, Miss Granger."

" Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It is distinctive for its mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rises from the potion in spirals. Also Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what -"

" Yes yes yes Miss Granger, 10 points for gryffindor. And the rest of the students should figure the last point out by themselves, right?" Hermione nodded and looked at the example in front of her.

" All the ingredients are on your tables, you can either partner up or do the potion on your own. You have time till 10 minuten before the class ends. Have fun!" He clapped into his hands and everybody started.

Ron and Harry decided to do the potion on their own while Hermione and I decided to team up. It went really well until my nose was filled with this strong scent again. I looked around and the only person walking behind me was Riddle. I rolled my eyes at the thought of having his cologne in my nose.

" What is it with you? You seem so tense since we started class." Hermione asked while stirring the potion. " I have Riddles fucking strong cologne in my nose. This guy needs to start using less of it."

She knew about my hate towards him and everything he does. But I didn‘t started it, he did and I was never one to back down. So we tried to get on each other‘s nerves on every opportunity.

"Oops." i heard and felt a shoulder bumping into my side, almost knocking the potion over. I turned my back and saw Mattheo. " Wow, really mature. But what did I expect from you huh?" i snickered and turned back.

As everyone got ready, Professor Slughorn walked around the class and looked at eachs Amortentia.

" Very good ladys. May I take this for an example?" Hermione nodded proudly and we watched him putting it on the table in front of all of us.

" You all did a great job. Now I want you all to take a deep breath trough your nose and smell the potion in front of you." Everyone did as he said but again I couldn‘t smell anything but that stupid cologne.

"Y/n, why don‘t you tell me what you smell?" Professor Slughorn asked you smiling, pointing at the potion you and Hermione made. " I would love to professor, but I can only smell Mr. Riddle‘s cologne cause he apparently doesn‘t know when to stop spraying."

I gave Mattheo a dirty look but got confused really fast due to his confused look. What? No barking back?

" I don‘t wear any today, I rushed out of my common room cause I overslept." My eyebrows drew together, I didn‘t really understand why I would smell his cologne all class.

" Maybe If you take a step closer to the potion you can concentrate on the single ingredient you smell." Professor Slughorn suggested.

I did as he said and took a deep breath in again. " Um, I smell Sandlwood, bergamot and something like the deep ocean.. sea salt maybe."

I was in some kind of trance while smelling it. It was lovely, i felt so light and some goosebumbs formed on my body.

I looked up seeing Hermionie smiling. " What?" I whsipered. " Miss Granger, could you tell us the last fact for the Amortentia ?" Mr. Slughorn asked her.

" Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them." Attracts them? No no no..

I look at Mattheo, who‘s already smiling from head to toe. " Very good Miss Granger, now have a good day! And remember: Amortentia is a very dangerous potion! You should never underestimate it!"

We packed our stuff and left the class. " So what was that all about y/n? Smelling Mattheo? I mean do you really have a crush on that doucheba-" Ron startet but got interrupted shorty after " Yeah y/n, you have a little crush huh?“ Mattheo swung his arm around me, taking me away from my friends.

"What the fuck are you doing?" We rounded a corner and he stopped. " No playing around anymore little princess. Was that supposed to be a joke ?" I hope so too. " Because I smelled your fucking perfume the whole time too!"

" You - You did what?" I almost whispered, my hand flying onto my mouth. " I smelled you the whole time. Vanilla and something like strawberry.. fuck I wanted to devour you so bad." He came closer, pressing me against a wall, his chest against mine. "Tell me you don‘t feel the same, tell me I can go fuck myself and tell me to get my hands off of you."

I couldn‘t. He was right, I wanted to tell him to fuck off and to not touch me, but I simply couldn‘t. " Y/n.." he whsipered my name, coming closer with his face. Then it hit me, it has to be a joke.

I started laughing which he just answered with a confused look. " It is a joke right? You try to fuck with my head because I said I smelled you while smelling the potion. I smelled your cologne not you. Somebody else could wear it too."

" I‘m not joking y/n." " Prove it."

And from one second to another, my whole life changed. He took my face in his hands and pressed his lips again mine. Hard at first but the kiss got softer and passionate. I slowly kissed him back, putting my hands on his chest. He let my face go and put his hands on my hips, squeezing them a little bit.

Out of breath I broke the kiss, his lips red and swollen, smirking. "So you don‘t hate me huh?" I grinned. "Oh shut up." He smiled back at me and kissed me again.

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[mommyownsmee]

Today I woke up with the urge to clicker train you. This isn‘t the first time this happened. It‘s on my mind almost the whole day since an whole week now. It makes mommy think about all the beautiful possibilities I could use it for- to make you completely obey to me. I want to reduce you to a whimpering needy mess at the sound of a click.. moulding you into my personal little obedient toy. Mommy knows you‘ll love every second of it, baby. I don‘t want you to hestitate. Just enjoy mommy‘s touch.. see.. I didn’t even touch you properly and you’re already squirming? click. Awh, baby.. do you like mommy‘s lips click on your skin? click. Do you want more, baby? Mommy‘s hand click on your neck? click. Or mommy‘s fingers click on your clit? click. Does this make you moan? click. What did you say, baby? Ask me again nicely. I can‘t hear you well between all your pathetic click moans. click. Mh? Mommy‘s fingers click in your pussy? click. Does my little whore click deserve this? Yes? Look at mommy‘s hand click, baby. Open your eyes and stop squirming. click. I want you to see how I‘m sliding my fingers into your cunt.. click. Good girl. click. Look at my fingers. Your breathing is already fast click, baby.. Mommy didn‘t even touch click you properly. Do you want me to go faster click, whore? click. Deeper? click. Hitting your gspot? click. Moan louder click, baby. Show me how much you want it. Be my good girl.. click. Such pretty sounds click for mommy.. Oh, are you already close click, baby? Too dumb fucked click to answer mommy? Your eyes are all glassy, whore. click. Do you want to cum click for mommy? Say it, whore. click. Tell mommy what you want. Can you, hm? No? Such a pathetic click little thing. Use your words click, baby. You want to cum? click. Good girl click, baby. Mommy knew you could do it. Then go on, whore. click. Cum click for mommy!

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[filynxs]

: ̗̀➛ A Legal Tease.

⚝ Hiromi works for you, the CEO of a large company, and is your personal lawyer. He has been for many years. For you, it feels like every time you work together, you two come closer. However, because of his stoic attitude you don‘t know if he feels the same way. Little do you know that he can‘t stop thinking about you at all…

⚝ Hiromi Higuruma x fem!reader

⚝ sexual content; 18+; m*sturb*ting; his pov

» [I Fucking Lust You - D‘african] «

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I sigh deeply as I step into the bathtub, feeling the cold water surrounding me and soaking my suit.

Y/N.

That woman is doing something to me, and I think she knows it. Oh she knows exactly how every single curve of her body works on me like magic, causing my heartbeat to increase in an instant.

When I saw her today, it was like time stood still. My eyes were drawn to hers, which looked at me like two beautiful stars. I can‘t believe that it was a coincidence that we met there, because I‘ve never seen her in my favorite café before. And her dress…

The ringing noise of my phone pulls me out of my thoughts, and I look at its screen to see that Y/N is calling me. Definitely not the right moment, Y/N. I look down at my crotch, letting out another sigh through my nostrils.

Leaning my head back, I pick up the call and press my phone against my ear.

"Y/N, do you need something?" I ask her, my voice slightly shaky that it vibrates in my throat.

My free hand wanders down to the zippers of my trousers, freeing my hard cock from the tight cloth that surrounds it. As I look down at it, it‘s twitching and throbbing in eagerness. The arousal in it almost hurts.

"Good evening, Hiromi." she greets me, and her angelic voice sends a pleasant shiver down my spine.

Fuck.

My hand gently wraps around my hard shaft, slowly caressing it. Closing my eyes, I try to hold back any noises that could expose my arousal.

She clears her throat before she speaks up again. "About our current case," she pauses, "we need to make another appointment."

Harshly biting my lower lip, I let my hand caress the tip of my cock, causing my legs to shake. I know that this is wrong, but it feels so fucking amazing. Y/N doesn‘t even know what I‘m doing here, but I bet she would like to ride my dick just as roughly as I am imagining it right now.

"Is that… alright for you?" she hesitantly asks after a while in which I don‘t answer. A drop of sweat rolls down my temple.

"Yeah," my voice slightly breaks, thus I clear my throat, "yeah, that‘s fine. When do you want to meet? I need time to prepare our documents."

"Hmm…" she hums softly and thoughtfully, mumbling something to herself while I wait for her answer. I exhale through my parted lips, hoping that she would not notice anything. But that woman is smart enough to get something. It just takes a little more time until…

"You sound exhausted," she exclaims, and nervousness as well as arousal courses through my body. My eyes open, and my hand stops with the strokes, being tightly wrapped around my pulsating cock, "Is everything alright?"

I gulp, feeling just how dry my throat is. And at the same time, I feel how little there is needed to make me come. Just a little more, Y/N. Talk to me. My hand proceeds to caress my cock, as if an instinct is controlling it.

"I‘m good." I stutter out with a heavy breath, running my tongue over my lower lip, "So, when will our appointment be?"

I can tell that my short answer was weak, and that she is not completely believing me. I wonder what she is thinking about right now. What do you think am I doing, Y/N?

Clearing her throat, she takes a deep breath. "How about Monday next week?" she suggests, the tone in her voice changing a bit, sounding rather nervous now. Did she notice it? How I‘m rubbing my cock even faster right now? That I‘m coming very soon?

"Sounds good to me." I tell her with a breathy voice, not caring about her hearing my arousal anymore. I‘m filled with such an excitement that I can‘t control myself. It‘s like the professionalism flows out of me with every single touch of my hand around my cock.

"Great." she stammers, "See you next Monday, then."

Before she can hang up, I interrupt her. "Y/N, wait."

My hips jerk against my hand, causing the water to move and splash slightly. The amount of pre cum on my cock‘s tip is insane, showing just how much I want to fuck her.

"Yeah?"

I gulp, feeling how my blood rushes down to my shaft.

"What do you think am I doing right now, Y/N?" I ask her, trying not to sound as nervous as I am right now. The tension in this phone call is thick, driving me closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.

I‘m ignoring all of my own rules right now. And I bet I am going to regret it later. After all, I‘m having a phone call with the woman I work for, while I am masturbating. This is nothing I would ever do. Arousal makes us dizzier than alcohol ever could, it seems.

"I don‘t know." she utters after a pause, a stutter lacing in her honeyed voice which causes my heart to skip a beat. Hesitance is apparent in her voice. I can tell she knows what I‘m doing, but it‘s too embarrassing for her to say it out loud.

"You do, Y/N." I state, gritting my teeth for a moment as I feel myself coming closer to my climax, "I couldn‘t stop thinking about you today, you know?"

She takes a deep breath which sounds shallow and shaky. A silence then follows, feeling heavy on my chest in which my heart races.

"Are you," she pauses, her voice breaking slightly. She swallows, "are you enjoying yourself?"

A faint grin brushes over my lips for a second, and my cock shoots out my warm seed that covers my trousers and mixes with the cold water I‘m lying in. I can‘t help but grunt softly, breathing out the arousal I feel. My body is trembling as the aftershocks of my orgasm hit me, taking over my mind that is filled with thoughts about Y/N.

"Yes." I whisper into my phone, "You made me come, Y/N."

She doesn‘t answer for a moment, and I take a sharp breath through my parted lips. Only my heartbeat is what I hear right now, and that makes me nervous.

"Finally." I hear her sighing into the phone, and her comment startles me, "It took a long time for you to tell me about how you feel."

My brows raise instantly, and it feels like I have stopped breathing.

"How about you come over now, Hiromi?" she suggests, her voice dripping flirtatiousness now. Almost as if her embarrassment has faded away, now that she knows how I feel.

"Good idea." I reply huskily, feeling how my cock twitches in anticipation, "It's time for you to make me come in another way."

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[ilygetou]

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎CORPSE MAKEOUT!

NERD! ARMIN X BULLYFEM!READER.

⋆. CONTENT+WARNING: heavy non con, mind break, degrading, virgin! reader, virginity loss, mention of blood, bondage, dacryphilia, blindfold, rough sex, pussy + ass slapping, mean armin, sloppy make-outs, unprotected sex, creampie, sub/dom, face fucking, overstimulation, hints of sizekink, edging, no after care, not proofread!!

based on this thirst.

Armin is ashamed, embarrassed, humiliated, abashed & mortified.

him getting turned on by getting insulted? How embarrassing! the smartest person in school, the school’s best student, your class president gets turned on by getting insulted by you?

This has to be a mistake! it must be his body & mind playing tricks on him.

getting hard every time you call him “insipid, a whore, nasty, pervert, boring, creepy, gross, horrible, disgusting…” the list goes on.

how can he get turned on by those repulsive words. how pathetic of him.

He still thinks that getting turned on has nothing to do with your degrading words. And thinks there’s just something wrong with his hormones.

today he's going to prove it! Once lunch break starts & you come up to him to insult him, he won't get turned on, not even slightly. Armin is sure of it! he’ll prove to himself that he won't get aroused by your insults.

oh how wrong armin was.

As soon as armin saw you walking towards him, short skirt, tiny shirt that had your cleavage visible to everyone, your glossy lips that look like they may taste like cherry, & your pretty messy hair.

he focused on the food in front of him, acting like he didn’t see you walking towards him.

“Did you finish my homework?” was the first thing you said, but you got no reply from armin, “do i have to repeat myself?” no reply. “you fucking loser answer me!” no reply. Armin had his eyes glued to the food in front of him, not daring to even take a fast glance at you.

“i’m already in a bad mood, don't make this worse for me disgusting creep” fuck. fuck. fuck. armin was sweating, he could feel his dick slowly growing in his pants. No, this isn’t supposed to be happening.

“h-huh sorry I zoned out...” you clicked your tongue & rolled your eyes, “did you finish my homework?” you asked again.

armin nodded his head & got your notebook out of his bag & handed it to you, still not looking at you. you took it back & started walking away, without thanking armin.

armin clicked his tongue & clenched his fists as he watched you walk away. Why the fuck is he even scared of you? You were just someone who likes to act tough, so you took advantage of armin’s introverted & weak personality.

He doesn‘t see you doing the same with anyone else in the school, only him, only him because he was the only one in the school who doesn‘t know what self defense is.

Armin will be changing that. He has a sickening plan in mind that plans to change everything, including the way you view him, talk to him, and even think of him.

How will armin get his revenge on you? armin will simply fulfill his sexual fantasies on you, whether you like it or not is none of armin‘s concern.

you have been bullying armin throughout the whole year, making this school year the worst year ever for armin. So, why should armin care if you liked having him use you or not? If you don‘t care about how armin feels then he will not be asking for any consent from you or even think about how that’ll make you feel.

How will armin start his plan?

he will invite you to his house, it will obviously not be an easy task for armin since you probably have no interest in visiting armin‘s home.

it‘s okay though, he will beg you & act as if it‘s some emergency.

armins plan will start right after school.

It was the last period of the day, only 5 minutes were left & everyone were already packing their stuff, ready to go home.

you came up to armin & slammed your notebook on his desk, “i need you to finish doing my homework by tomorrow, & be careful while writing, this is a new notebook that i got yesterday. I don't want any ink stains on it, got that?” & armin just slowly nodded his head.

what a demanding whore. armin thought.

armin was already home, now he has to think of a way to get his plan to work. First, what will he do once you get here? easy, tie you up & then blindfold you, if armin removes the part where you will try struggling, this was quite easy.

What will armin do after? With you being tied up, Armin can basically do anything to you.

Now with the text, what should he text you or tell you to make you come to his house?

it was 5pm by the time armin figured out what to say.

armin: Hello y/n, remember that blouse you told me to fix? i’m done fixing it, i need you to come pick it up today since i won’t be home for a few weeks to give it to you.

armin fiddled with his hands, nervous that his plan might not work.

y/n: Do i have to come over? Can’t you just deliver it to my house since you're still here?

armin: I’m afraid i can’t do that. I need to finish packing up my stuff.

y/n: Fine

y/n: Omw

A complete lie. Armin just told you a complete lie.

That blouse you gave him to fix? He didn’t even start fixing it.

Armin lets out a chuckle, now all he had to do was wait for you to come over.

Armin suddenly heard a loud & aggressive knocks on his door, must be you.

“open the fucking door!” armin heard from the other side, by the time armin unlocked his apartment door, you forced yourself in, a frown on your face.

“Where’s my blouse? I can't believe i had to come here to pick up some blouse.”

“no hello? or a ‘can i come in’?” armin joked, which caused you to let out a frustrated groan, “where’s my blouse?” armin slightly rolled his eyes before responding, “upstairs in my room,” you hurriedly walked up the stairs, armin following you from behind.

once you got inside armin’s room, he made sure to get in with you & lock the door behind him, “so, where is it?” Armin shrugged to which he replied with; “i lied.” you stared at armin, confused, “i lied about finishing up your blouse” you felt yourself fill up with range. your eyes starting to twitch.

“you lied? what the fuck?” armin hums in response as he walks slowly towards you, his hands behind his back, as if he‘s hiding something.

“y/n, d‘yknow how much i suffered this school year? it was miserable, matter of fact, this was the worst school year ever,” armin utters, you raised a brow in confusion, “m’kay? why are you telling me this? i really don’t give a fuck.”

once armin heard your response he grinned, “it was the worst, you made it miserable, you ruined my last year of highschool,” armin continued.

“armin, why are you telling me this? did you have me get all the way to your house to tell me this? i’m busy, i don‘t have time to sit here n’ listen to your little sob story” armin chuckled at your response.

“what‘s so funny? listen, i really don‘t have time for this, ’m leaving” armin stopped laughing once he saw you trying to walk out of his room, trying to unlock his bedroom door but failing due to the keys being with him, “why isn‘t this thing opening!?” you complained as you still kept trying to unlock the door.

“what’re you doing?” you heard a voice from behind you, armin was behind you, “’m trying to leave? isn‘t obvious?” you scoff, “oh? & how will you do that? the door is locked y’know, or are you too stupid to realize that, too?” you felt yourself getting slapped in the face, the door was locked? how did you not realize that? a frown & a pout covers your face as you click your tongue.

“why is it locked?” you asked armin but was completely ignored, armin looked like he was searching for something all over the room, you tilted your head in confusion, armin was searching rather aggressively, it seemed like he was searching for something important.

“ah, found ’em” you heard armin mutter, you move your head to the side, trying to take a look at what armin found.

it was a...knife? more specifically, it was a pocket knife, why does armin need them? “huh? what‘re you going to do with these?” armin side-eyed you & smirked, “well, for starters, i will be using them” you look at him confused, causing the blonde boys smirk to grow wider.

“It seems like you’re confused, you‘ll figure it out soon enough,” armin spoke to which you clenched your fists at, “can‘t you just tell me!?” you were ignored once again by armin. He took out a pink rope & started walking towards you.

you slowly backed away from armin causing you to bump on the edge of his bed, tripping & falling on his mattress, armin smiled as he watched what just happened, “what‘re you going to do, armin?”

armin felt his heart flutter, he hadn’t heard you say his name in a long time, usually, what you do is just call him any insult that comes to your mind. never have you ever said his name, it was only when armin first introduced himself to you, more like, you forcing him to say his name to you.

“Turn away,” armin said, “turn away?” you questioned to which armin nodded to, “no, who are you to tell me what to do?” armin didn‘t react to your words, he just repeated himself to you, “turn away y/n, face the other direction, give me your back,” armin tried to explain in more than just one word.

you still refused to listen to armin causing armin to let out a sigh & move slightly towards you, “don‘t come any closer!” armin stopped in his tracks, giving you a confused look, “why should i listen to you?” you tilted your head, anger boiling up inside you, “what?” you say, confused. “Were my words not clear? did you not hear what i said? do i have to repeat myself to you?”

you were both confused & pissed off, since when was armin like this? Usually, he would not talk back & just do as he was told. This armin is not the armin you know. the armin you know obeys without talking back, never has he spoken back to you, he just does as he‘s told.

“armin, what happened to you?” armin wanted to laugh, what happened to him? Nothing happened to him. He was just simply trying to take revenge.

armin ignored you, he ignored you & took a grip of your wrists pinning them behind your back as you kept struggling, “quit moving” armin held both of your arms with one hand and the other one was tying both of your hands together, he made sure to tie as tight as possible.

After making sure the tie isn’t loose, armin lets go of you, causing you to drop on his bed, your body jiggling a bit, your breasts landing flat on his mattress. You tried struggling, trying to break free from the rope. Armin was watching you struggle, your breasts jiggling with every move you made.

Armin started walking towards you, grabbing your hair & getting your face closer to his. You hissed in pain, without wasting a single second Armin pulled you into a kiss, you didn’t kiss back, your eyes widening in complete shock. You tried to move back but failed due to Armin tightening his grip on your hair.

Armin forced his tongue inside your mouth, his tongue melting inside your mouth before he finally decided to pull out. You kept panting, still in shock at what just happened. That disgusting nerd just kissed you. You felt horrible, you just wanted to go back home and rinse your mouth a hundred times.

Armin’s grip on your hair loosened, making you fall back onto his mattress. Your eyes darted to armin, blue eyes glaring into you with a smug on his face. Your vision slowly fell onto his crotch area, his was bulge big & huge. His dick particularly sticking out of his pants.

Armin got closer to you, he grabbed your hair again & moved your face closer to his crotch, Armin then started grinding his bulge against your face. You were letting out low gasps, your face scrunching up in disgust as armin continued grinding his clothed dick onto your face.

You were letting low gasps, continuing to struggle until armin shoved his pants down — his dick springing out his boxers, your eyes widened as you saw pre cum leaking from the slit, & the way it slowly twitched once Armin grabbed it.

Armin chuckled at your reaction, “open up” you heard him say, he was stroking his cock slowly, waiting for you to open up your mouth so he could shove his dick in.

After patiently waiting for you to open your mouth, armin got tired of waiting. He pulled your hair once again making you let out a yelp, armin quickly shoved his cock in. Tears started covering your lash line, he fully pushed it in, making it hard to breathe.

“suck” he mouthed, you shook your head, Armin frowned “i said suck!” he jolted his hips, his dick going further into your throat, you immediately started sucking. You licked the underside of his dick, Armin let out a shaky sigh in return.

You’ve been licking the tip of his dick most of the time, struggling to actually suck him off. Armin got tired of your slow pace n’ placed his hands on both sides of your face and started thrusting against your face. “a-ah shit” he moaned, armin didn’t last long before he let out his load inside your mouth.

Armin didn’t move until he watched as you gulped down his semen.

Armin started walking away from you, he walked towards his closet, looking through it — he took out a thick piece of fabric. Armin went back to you & wrapped it around your eyes, “what’re you going to do armin..!?” you said, panicked.

Armin shushed you, “don’t worry about it, i just need to teach some slut a thing or two about manners, okay?” Once he said that, you got pushed into all fours, your ass was all out for armin to ogle at.

Armin suddenly slapped it, your ass jiggling in response. He gave it another harsh slap, making you wince in pain.

“don’t act like you’re not enjoying this, the wet spot back here proves that you love this, whore.” suddenly, you felt two long digits rub against your cunt, “see? you’re getting turned on by this” armin grabbed the pocket knife and with a quick swift, your panties were torn up — you couldn’t process what had happened, you knew you heard the sound of fabric tearing but maybe armin just tore up your panties?

Armin then gave your pussy a slap. He watched as you let silk drip out your cunt & into his bed, armin snickered & gave you another slap making more silk drip out, you tears stained your blindfold, you were whimpering in pain with every slap armin was making.

Your ass was red, handprints all over it & your pussy was swollen n’ puffy, you were a crying mess.

“hm, that wasn’t even that bad, what’re you crying for? sluts like you would get it a lot worse, you should be glad that i’m feeling nice today” you couldn’t respond, the pain was unbearable.

Armin started moving his finger in a slow circle motion around your clit, you felt a sudden sting of pain, your pussy still not recovered from armin’s earlier actions.

“A-Armin…please stop” you managed to let out, a sob leaving you right after. “Shut up, have you ever listened to me whenever I told you to stop with your pathetic insults? Always embarrassing me. So why should i listen to you?” he grits, he pushes in two of his fingers, your walls clamping around his digits immediately.

A choked moan left you as you felt the guy behind you plunging his fingers deep inside your gooey cunt, his pace was slow, your cunt tightening around his fingers which made it hard to move out.

“God, you’re enjoying this aren’t you?” armin snickered, enjoying the way your cunt was clamping around his fingers, “s-stop..! ’m close, don’t wanna cum! p-please stop!” you pleaded, more tears were streaming down your face. This made Armin fasten his pace, once your orgasm hit you, he watched as your body shook & trembled.

You came all over his fingers, a muffled moan leaving you.

Armin didn’t give you time to catch your breath, he immediately pushed you down onto his mattress & flipped your body to have you laying on your back.

You couldn’t see anything, couldn’t see what kind of expression armin was making, what part of your body was he eyeing, you couldn’t see how much of a mess he made of you.

You suddenly felt armin’s dick rubbing against your pussy, his cock was stiff as he continued grinding it against your abused pussy. A loud gasp left you & you immediately filled up with fear, you tried pushing Armin off but he was much bigger & stronger than you.

“no no no, Armin please!” Armin faked a pout, “please what? please fuck me armin?” he laughed, knowing that was not what you meant. He kept gliding his cock against your messy wet folds, teasing your entrance with the tip of his dick.

Armin slowly pushed the tip into your glistening cunt, a shaky sigh left the blonde guy, his hips stuttered before he slowly started thrusting against you. Your silk was coating his dick with every thrust, armin held your hips and moved you closer to him, burying himself deeper within your pussy.

Armin’s eyes darted down to where you both were connected, his movements paused for a moment. “Blood?” he muttered in confusion before a smirk replaced the confused expression he had, “Ah, I get it now.” Armin utters, your whole body tensing up at his words.

“You’re a virgin aren’t you?” he happily says, jolting his hips against yours roughly, his dick ramming your insides. Your mouth hangs open, moans leaving you as if you had no control over your body anymore.

“I asked you a question, answer!” Armin roughly thrusts before landing a slap to your cunny, a muffled scream left you — your breathing was intense, your whole body was sore but all you could do right now was moan in pleasure as armin continued to abuse your pussy.

“i– mmfph! y-yes!” you managed to answer, Armin snickered, “yes what?” Armin held up your hips and pressed them against your shoulders, he angled his cock at your g-spot, his cock hitting it with every thrust he made.

“yes i’m a-a!” you stuttered, “virgin!” you replied, situations like these, you would be too ashamed & embarrassed to admit that but with the way armin was fucking you? You couldn’t think straight, your mind all foggy n’ hazy.

“what happened to your protests just a second ago? hah — i knew it, you like this.” Armin stated, and you didn’t even try to deny it, you didn’t have the ability to do that right now. All you wanted right now was to cum and maybe after that, you’ll try to clear up everything.

Armin’s dick kept hitting your sweet spot, your walls tightening around his cock, Armin threw back his head, his eyes shut as he let out low gasps, “fuck” he spat, knowing that his close, he kept thrusting at a rapid speed.

With a sudden twitch of armin’s cock, he filled your insides with his heavy cum. The feeling of being filled up felt too good that it brought you closer to your climax but the way your walls spasmed around armin’s cock made him pull out almost immediately. Denying your close orgasm.

A sob left you, you were so close but armin had to tear up your orgasm. You let out a frustrated sob, armin moved away from your body, “d’ya think you deserve to cum? On my dick even?” he scoffs.

Armin walks back to you & raises your whole body before he shoves his dick back in your pussy, he holds you by your thighs, his hands digging into your thighs with every thrust he makes, armin was groaning into your ears. Your body was hot, your face was a whole mess, you were letting out incoherent mumbles and loud moans.

With every jolt of armin’s hips your walls would clench around his length, armin pulled you into a kiss — slowly turning into a hot makeout session where armin forced his tongue in your mouth again. It was sloppy, your chin was dripping with saliva while armin continued hungrily kissing you.

With a few more thrusts, Armin dick throbbed, his hips quivered before he shot his load inside your cunny, your walls fluttered around his cock – indicating your climax.

After catching his breath, Armin slowly pulled out — denying your orgasm once again. He let go of your body making you fall onto his mattress, “no..armin please..!” you begged, you didn’t have it in you to cry and beg, but you really wanted to cum.

“No amount of begging would let me make you cum, just the thought of it makes me sick.” Armin threw at you, your heart sank, you felt yourself fill up with embarrassment. Armin walked up to you and removed the blindfold, revealing your teary eyes, mascara running all over your face, your hair sticking to your face and your nose runny with snot.

You sniffed, burning up with shame and embarrassment, feeling frustrated and angry at the fact Armin just took full advantage of you, you frowned.

He didn’t even let you cum, he used you multiple times just to only let you finish on his fingers. You tried to get up but immediately fell back to bed, your body was so sore.

You huffed in frustration, “untie me!” armin stopped in his tracks, looking back at you he sighed, “do you really think i’m done with you?” you tilted your head in confusion, you can’t handle another round with armin.

He’s too cruel, too mean, you can’t handle him. And, your pussy probably can’t handle another round as well, it stings with pain, and armin already came many times inside, you can’t handle anymore.

#attack on titan x reader #aot smut #armin x reader #armin smut #aot x reader #aot x you #aot armin #shingeki no kyoujin x reader

[wannaeatramyeon]

Helloooo I just wanted to say I absolutely love your writing! I always look forward to your posts, they just make my day! When I‘m feeling down they cheer me up and when I‘m in high spirits they make me even happier. So keep up the good work :3

Btw I‘d also like to request the Lookism boys reacting to them accidentically hurting their S/O (especially Jake and Goo, I just love them) 🥹

If you don‘t want to it’s fine! I also just wanted to tell you I really appreciate your writing🫶🏻 Thx!

~Your fan

Hi Anon! SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY. I know it's been a while. Thank you so much for your kind words omg 🥹 your words are also a wonderful pickmeup for me too. I will work harder to keep making the most of this fixation with these silly boys 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️ And don't worry, as long as I keep putting out bullshit for Lookism, there will always be some Jake and Goo cos they are my faaaaaves.

Accidentally hurting S/O: Goo, Jake, Gun, Samuel, Vin

Neither of you ever go full force in your spars together. The intent was to improve, not maim.

However, seeing a gap in your defensive stance, their right fist jabs out. Quick as lightning, hitting you in the ribcage.

Which you usually would be able to tank, except.

Fucking liver shot.

All your focus and drive is knocked out with that one hit. You're breathless, trying desperately to stay standing-

Goo x Reader

"Princess?"

Goo raises his eyebrows, a smirk gracing his features. It's not the first time you've manipulated him and then punched him as soon as he was within reach. No chance is he falling for it again.

At the sound of your whimpers, and pathetic sight of you head down, clutching your side, Goo finally backs down.

Surely he didn't hit you that hard, right? He thought you were much sturdier than that especially with all the trash talk coming out of your mouth.

"Cupcake, you ok?" The mirth isn't entirely gone from his voice, but he tilts your face up towards him and gasps at the tears in your eyes.

"My little baby! Did I hurt you?" his fingers come up to wipe the tears from your cheeks, "I didn't know you were so weak. Such a delicate little flower, my buttercup. I didn't even try, and you couldn't withstand that? My sweet darling."

Your tears dry quickly when you hear his words. More gloating than concern. "You asshole, that was a cheap shot."

"If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen, sweetheart."

"Asshole," you repeat as he cackles like a hyena.

"C'mon," Goo gives you a loud obnoxious smooch on the forehead for your troubles, "Let your Goo bear look after you today."

Jake Kim x Reader

Jake realised the impact before you did. Already too late for his fist to change course and resulting in your face crumpling up in pain.

"Shit!" his hands come up, gingerly assessing the area and eyes frantically searching yours, "Y/N, are you ok?"

"No," you squeak out and Jake has never felt such panic before. Is that his life flashing before his eyes?

And then when your eyes well up with tears, lip starting to quiver, Jake feels his soul departing his body.

Shitshitshit-

The apologies tumble out.

Of course, you can't blame him. Accidents are a natural byproduct of sparring. Jake suffered a sprained ankle not too long ago, and you still can't bend your left middle finger fully.

You regain your breath as his hands rove all over to check for any other injuries. Needing to touch you and feel that you're still fine.

"Jake?" You interrupt his worried movements.

"Hmm?"

Probably an inopportune moment, yet even through the pain, it warms your heart seeing how much Jake cares about you. "Love you."

Oh. Jake wasn't expecting that. That's what you give him after a liver shot? You really are too adorable for words.

With a soft smile, he tells you he loves you too.

Gun Park x Reader

Clearly unimpressed, Gun watches you.

With anyone else, he would have called them pathetic, worthless and a waste of his time.

But with you, it's not time wasted. He would rather be with you, than not at all. Which he finds difficult to admit. That fact at complete odds with his drive and his self. A personal weakness he is willing to overlook.

From the offset, Gun could see there was zero possibility of you becoming his masterpiece. Simply put, you didn't have the body nor talent nor skill. When you first asked him to start sparring with you though, he acquiesced. Frankly, has he ever even said no to you.

You chance a peek at your boyfriend. Already you are expecting a look of disappointment, instead you see his retreating back, leaving you alone.

Tears spring to your eyes and you drop your head in shame. Damn, this hurts. You're no match for Gun, no match for most people really. Still, you've been trying to improve.

As you wallow, a blanket is wrapped around your shoulders. In the blink of an eye, Gun hoists you into an effortless bridal carry, calling you an idiot.

You know his words have no bite, his actions speak far louder.

Arms wrapping around his neck, the pain subsides as you nuzzle him.

Samuel Seo x Reader

Samuel feels it in his superiority complex first, always bubbling away and too deeply ingrained for anything else.

Incapacitating an opponent, dominating them, proving that he is better.

Followed quickly by fuck. This isn't an opponent. Not really. It's you.

"Y/N?" he holds you by the shoulders and you lean into it, your legs too weak to hold you up.

Samuel's eyes cloud with worry when you let out a feeble groan.

"Come on," he picks you up, maneuvering you into a fireman's lift with grace and you with anything but. Ass in the air, hair flopping down, still feeling waves of pain.

Samuel faintly recalls his packed calendar for the rest of his day. Meetings upon meetings. Calls and face-to-faces with vendors and investors and corporate fucks who can barely form a thought between them without a brainstorming meeting and a presentation.

"Ughhh Sammy I feel like shit," you gurgle from behind him, and that is all it takes for him to wipe his schedule clean.

None of it matters.

He'll be spending the rest of the day with you instead.

Vin Jin x Reader

Vin nudges you with his foot, "Get up."

In the end, your legs had crumpled beneath you until you're flat on the floor, hands clutched to your throbbing side.

At your lack of response, Vin tries again. "Get up you pussy."

Vin is Vin. An asshole to the end.

"Go away," your voice is weak, barely reaching his ears.

He squats down and squints through his shades, trying to get a closer look at what the hell is wrong with you. He barely even touched you.

"Yeesh, are you really this weak? You're no fun."

You can't bring yourself to say anything to that, just throwing a glare at him. So venomous that you hope it penetrates those stupid sunglasses and into his soul.

"Whatever, if this is what we're doing now." As if he wasn't the cause of your predicament, Vin lets out a melodramatic sigh and lies down beside you.

"You're such a loser," he says, even as he shuffles close, carefully positioning your head on his shoulder and pulling your body to his.

#lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #lookism x reader #goo kim x reader #kim joongoo x reader #jake kim x reader #kim gimyeong x reader #kim gimyung x reader #gun park x reader #park jonggun x reader #vin jin x reader #jin hobin x reader #samuel seo x reader #seo seongun x reader #lookism fic #lookism hc #wannaeatramyeon

[thisistinirussell]

I loved “fuck buddies”. Do you think you could do a threesome with Lando and Max Fewtrell?? Thank you

I really tried.. i personally think it is NOT GOOD, that is why it took me so long.. i hope you still like it tho… 🫶🏼

It was longer btw.. but tumblr said it‘s too long lol🫣

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Best mates

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pairings: max fewtrell/ lando norris x female! reader!

warnings: SMUT! (18+ content), unprotected sex (stay save loves), alcohol consume, NOT PROOF READEN (sorry for mistakes, not my native language)🫶🏼

Where your parents are on vacation and leave you the house for about a week..

It was a hot sunny day in august. You and your friends spent time at the pool in your parents house. Drinking some alcohol and just having a good time.. your parents and your little brother Liam went on holiday to spain, so you had the whole house to yourself, for at least a week.

This day was the day, you assumed they would come home, but you didn‘t know when. So you just invited your best friends Max and Lando.

You knew each other for ages what made it easy to talk about everything.

But secretly you had an affair with Lando for a few months.. nothing serious.. just sex.

How that happened? You didn‘t really know to be honest.. he just happened to be there in the right moment at the right place.

So was Max this time, but he didn‘t know it yet.

You were sitting on the edge of the pool while Lando stood in the water leaning between your legs while he talked to Max. They were planning to do a stream this evening, like they used to do a lot the last months.. you were just quiet because it was something between these two and it wasn‘t your business, you thought.

„So.. when do you want to start?“ Max asked Lando, coming over to you both. He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled. „Depends on, when little princess had enough of me today.“ he said. Max looked at you confused.

First you looked at Max and then at his best friend who turned around to you. „Who says i want to?“ you asked him and grinned. He knew you would never say no to this offer.. so he joked around a bit.

„And who says you can choose?“ he said and pushed his hands up your thighs. Max watched you and every of Lando’s touches. „Your mom said i have to.. otherwise you‘ll get grumpy..“ Lando smirked. „Funny..“ you just responded and leaned your head back. He pushed your bikini top aside to have a perfect view of your tits. „Max? Do me a favor and open the top for me?“ you asked politely and smiled a bit at your friend. He nodded a bit still looking you both up and untying the knot on the back of your bikini. Lando threw it away and Max watched him closely.

Your friend started to kiss and suck your upper wide while you played with his hair a bit. „Don‘t be shy…“ you whispered to Max, bringing him close to you kissing him seductively.

„That‘s so wrong..“ he whispered in between the kiss. „But feels so good.. doesn‘t it?“ you whispered, opening the knot of his swimming trunks, then starting to pump his cock carefully with your hand. He just nodded a bit and continued to kiss you, his hands wandering down your body. „I guess we‘ll have to show Max, how hot you look, when you get fucked.“ Lando whispered pulling down his swimming trunks a little bit.

„So… you did that before?..“ Max asked confused. „You will see, it will be absolutely worth it.“ he said and pulled you close. At the same time he pulled off the bottom of your bikini. Still kissing your body, he started to tease you, with his already hard cock, at your wet folds. You just leaned your head back.

Max was still watching you, not able to take his eyes off you and study every movement you made. Carefully Lando pushed himself inside you and let a sigh of release out of his pretty mouth. It took a few seconds before you got used to his stone hard length and let out a little moan. Max bit his lip softly watching you. You patted on the tiles at the edge of the pool, tell Max to come out. He didn‘t wait long to get out and sit beside you.

You gave Lando a sign to let go of you for a second and you turned to Max, getting on top of him. He looked pretty nervous.

„Come on love.. I‘m treating you right, don’t worry.. no need to be nervous..“ you whispered while lining up his cock with your wet pussy before letting yourself sink on it. You guided your friends hand around your body while you felt

Lando grabbing your upper wide from behind. „Don‘t be shy Maxie.. I know this is not your first time..“ you whispered while biting his neck softly, leaving some small marks on it. „But the first time with my best friend..“ he just said. „Its fine.. there‘s nothing different.. just let it happen..“ Lando said to his friend.

It took a few minutes to let Max realize what was happening, but then it was like a switch in his head flipped.

He grabbed your hips tight and made you nearly jump up and down on his cock, while Lando was still admiring your body. Your moans got louder with every time you were sinking on his cock.

Lando placed himself right next to Max. You knew he just didn‘t want to feel left out so you started to help him out with your hands. He leaned his head back enjoying every movement you made with your grip tightening around his cock. You saw how close Max was.. so you just got off him. „Not yet… you both have to get there together..“ you said, kneeling in between the two brits.

They looked at each other for a minute. „What about you then?“ Lando asked. He just cared about you.. he never wanted to leave you unsatisfied. „You both can take care of me afterwards.“ you just said. Max smirked a bit. He loved the thought of you, covered in their cum, still getting pleased of him and his childhood friend.

It didn‘t take them long to cum together. Not only on your hands.. but also on your face. A little bit of it also landed in your brown long hair. It felt good to take care of two guys. It wasn‘t even weird that they were your best friends, you were absolutely fine with it. But only because you knew it was just sex.. no hard feelings or anyone falling in love with you.

You didn‘t even have the time to clean yourself from the cum.. they didn‘t need to take a break. „Your turn i guess.“ Lando said, smirking while pulling you on top of him, so he faced your back, while Max got ready in front of you.

You knew exactly what they were up to. Lando commanded you to sit down on his cum dripping cock. You weren‘t even thinking and just did what he said.

In this time Max got closer and started to lick you without warning. A loud moan left your mouth and you leaned back against Lando who helped you to move slowly on top of him. Meanwhile Max delightfully licked and sucked your clit. Your hands placed in Max hair, you pressed him closer. It was like he knew exactly what you liked.

„Please guys.. I‘m already so close…“ you whispered, nearly begging them to continue. So they started to pick up their pace. Lando moving you up and down and Max sucking more and more on your sensitive spot.

You felt how warmth filled your body and your muscles started to twitch a bit. This was it! You couldn’t wait anymore and released yourself for both of the guys. The air was filled with moans and heavy breathing of you.

What the neighbors would think, you just thought.. but in the end the only things that mattered were that your friends and you had a ‚fun‘ day at the pool…

#formula 1 #formula 1 imagine #formula1smut #lando norris #lando norris smut #max fewtrell #max fewtrell smut #fewtrell x fem!reader #norris x fem! reader #norris x fewtrell

[skipper1331]

Tell and show the world // Lina Magull

a/n: based off this request. Please enjoy:D

"Lina" you said as you stood behind the kitchen counter, chopping the vegetables for dinner. "Ja, liebe?" the brunette asked, eyes looking away from her laptop screen. "I‘ve been thinking…" you mumbled, suddenly feeling shy, cheeks slowly turning red, "what‘s wrong?" the german was immediately by your side, "stop the chopping, baby" her fingers laced with your own as she turned you around. When you didn‘t answer her, her hands cupped your cheeks while you started playing with your wedding ring. "When are you going to tell the world about us?" you mumbled, shy, afraid. She seemed confused, jaw tense, eyes that asked many questions. You never had a problem keeping your relationship secret or private. Lina did not tape her ring nor did she wear it during games or ever mentioned that she was in a commited relationship. Her private life was private. Where did the change of heart come from?

"Lately, umm" your voice was shaking - you didn‘t know why, you knew that Lina loved you, she was your wife but something was making you nervous. "Comments. The comments under your posts are getting worse. And- and these ship videos with G, I don’t like them. I like G, don‘t get me wrong, she’s awesome but-" you rambled on about the thirsty comments under her instagram posts, the ship edits you had on your for you page and your hurt feelings. In no way, you were mad at Lina, just hurt with the whole situation. "Hey, hey" the bayern munich player pulled you close, her hands firmly resting on their usual place around your waist while your head hit her shoulder with a quiet thud, "my love, look at me" she demanded softly. With tears in your eyes you looked in to the orbs you‘d loved for so long, "Is that what has been bothering you the last few days?" one of her hands cupped your cheek, wiping away the tears that spilled. You didn't want to admit it, it still hurt you a lot and seeing her do nothing about it was just another little stab in your heart. You knew she didn't read most of the comments except those from her friends and family, so you couldn't blame her - you didn't even want too. Your heart just stung.

In respond, you nodded, biting your lower lip to contain yourself, "Stop crying, please" the germans heart ached at sight in front of her, the way your body shook as the tears ran down your cheeks, "i would tell the world in a heartbeat, liebe."

Your eyes grew wide, only a sniffle coming from your throat, "really?"

"100%"

You chuckled at the determined look the midfielder had on her face, "do you want me to post something on instagram or a tweet or what? Tell me, baby, I‘ll do it" she pressed multiple kisses over your face, a nose scrunch in reply as you giggled along. "You‘re my wife and I love you, okay? I would tell every person in the world myself If that‘s what makes you happy"

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Match day.

Champions league semi final.

Bayern Munich vs Chelsea.

Lina was sitting at the press conference table with Alexander Straus as media teams were behind the cameras, many with notes and a mic in their hand.

"Der FC Chelsea ist ein starker Gegner, glauben Sie, sie können gegen so eine starke Mannschaft gewinnen?" an older man asked Alex and Lina, both sharing a look. With a tilt of his head the Bayern coach asked the midfielder If she wanted to answer or If he should - he answered. He told the interviewer, "From goalkeeper to striker, the most diverse talents have met - Guro Reiten, Sam Kerr, Millie Bright and so on - pooled together and formed a high class team. They are very good but not unbeatable. That's what we're trying to show today."

There were some more questions which Lina and Alexander answered before the last question before the game was asked.

"Nächste Frage an Lina Magull: Was motiviert das Team und Sie persönlich den Sieg heute zu holen?"

"Der Titel" she chuckled, "Wir alle sind super motiviert und haben ein hohes Interesse daran, den Titel mit nach Hause zu nehmen und das Halbfinale ist ein Schritt in die richtige Richtung. Am Ende des Tages, kämpft jede für das Team und hat seine eigene Person für die er kämpf, das variiert von Spielerin zu Spielerin. Für mich zum Beispiel ist es meine Frau. Ich betrete heute - immer - das Spielfeld, um meine Frau zu beeindrucken und ihr Strahlen am Abend zu sehen"

The whole room inhaled sharply - wife?! Why didn't anyone know that? Alexander had a smile on his face, of course he knew about you, all the Bayern people knew about you and they loved you - you were great.

Only then did everyone notice the ring the german was wearing on her finger; it was simple yet beautiful - it suited her.

Tell the media she had a wife? check.

Lina loved the faces she saw behind the cameras, there were shocked ones - jaw to floor, there were confused ones - huh? Did she say wife? and there were happy faces.

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Sitting in the stands next to Sydney‘s mum you saw the girls walking out of the tunnel. The Allianz Arena was sold out, red shirts everywhere. Even the mens team came to support the girls - a rare sight.

It was just wow. The girls played their hearts and showed their talent. It didn‘t matter that Chelsea got on the score line first, Erin Cuthbert with the header.

Bayern was eager and hungry.

After the first 20 minutes, Bayern played better than their best. Pernille Harder scored the equalizer, she didn‘t celebrate though, she turned to the few Chelsea fans, raised her hand a little and apologized silently. The Blues were her home and family once and still are, even If she doesn‘t play for them anymore.

Georgia was the next to score a banger - outside the box. It was beautiful, AKB had no chance. The stadium went crazy.

Last but not least, was the third goal of the game. The game had built up from Grohs, the Bayern keeper. The girls played a Tiki Taka, the opponents could only watch the ball, there was no chance of taking it. Bühl then converted it to 3-1, the ball slipping past her national team mates fingertips.

When the whistle blew, the stadium got louder and louder, fans were signing chants as they jumped around to celebrate.

When everyone finished shaking their opponents and talked to their friends, the girls swarmed out to sign jerseys and to take pictures. Lina though, she had only one goal in mind. She wanted to see you. You were often at the Bayern games but never in a jersey or at least never in a jersey with 'Magull' on the back of it.

Not until now, this morning the german had told to wear her jersey later, she was very clear with her demand.

"Hi, my love" she whispered after she had jumped over the barrier, her arms going around your waist. Your smile was brigther than the sky while you cupped her cheeks, proud of your wife and her team, "Baby! That was amazing!" The brunette just grinned at you, loving the big wide smile that covered your face. Shortly after your said words your arms looped around her neck, your head on her shoulder as you hugged her dearly. Her own head was hidden in your neck as she pressed soft kisses to it.

First kiss: i‘m so happy.

Second kiss: thank you for being here.

third kiss: i love you.

the multiple kisses after: wow!!

Many eyes and cameras were on you, multiple people taking pictures of the two of you. Yet it didn‘t matter, your heart fluttered at the sight of your wife, the way she interacted with you in front of the fans. Normally it was the bare minimum but not now, she had accepted the concerns you told her about and implemented your wishes, your request. She would do anything, absolutely anything, for you.

And If it wasn‘t clear enough, the kiss on your lips was. She gave you a passionate yet gentle and appropriate one, it was like in the movies; your hands resting on her neck, her own hands placed on your hips as she leant forwads, yourself leaning backwards in return. Lina felt euphoric, like she was high. High on love, high with happiness, high with everything.

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It was safe to say, Lina‘s announcement at the press conference went viral, multiple clips across the internet. As well as various edits of the scene in the stadium.

The german international broke the internet, yet it wasn‘t enough for her.

She had announced it to the media, she had demonstrated the fans and she was about to show the world.

linamagull

stanwaygeorgia and 36.047 thousand others

linamagull ❤️

it was that simple. 4 pictures with more or less the same gesture. You in her arms, just with a different view. The pictures were taken over the years, they still gave you enough privacy but a clear statement was made: Lina Magull was happily married.

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translation:

Der FC Chelsea ist ein starker Gegner, glauben Sie, sie können gegen so eine starke Mannschaft gewinnen? - Chelsea are a strong opponent, do you think you can win against such a strong team?

Nächste Frage an Lina Magull: Was motiviert das Team und Sie persönlich den Sieg heute zu holen - Next question for Lina Magull: What motivates the team and you personally to win today

Wir alle sind super motiviert und haben ein hohes Interesse daran, den Titel mit nach Hause zu nehmen und das Halbfinale ist ein Schritt in die richtige Richtung. Am Ende des Tages, kämpft jeder für das Team und hat seine eigene Person für die er kämpf, das variiert von Spielerin zu Spielerin. Für mich zum Beispiel ist es meine Frau. Ich betrete heute - immer - das Spielfeld, um meine Frau zu beeindrucken und ihr Strahlen am Abend zu sehen - We are all motivated and very interested in taking the trophy home and the semi-final is a step in the right direction. At the end of the day, everyone fights for the team and has their own person to fight for, it varies from player to player. For me, for example, it is my wife. I step on the pitch today - always - to impress my wife and see her bright smile in the evening.

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#lina magull #lina magull x reader #bayern munich frauen #bayern munich women #woso fanfics #woso x reader #woso #gerwnt #gerwnt x reader #frauen bundesliga #fc bayern frauen #dfb frauen x reader #dfb frauen

[anantaru]

𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗢𝗬 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 !

˖˚˳⊹ camboy headcanons feat. scaramouche : heizou : childe : cyno : diluc : kazuha : tighnari : itto x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw : degradation (scaramouche)

camboy! scaramouche who's looking at you all condescending, he's a brat and he knows his viewers adore that about him. He's never leaving eye contact with the webcam, scaramouche strokes his cock while circling his thumb over his leaking tip to spread his pre cum, "don't tell me you want a taste? fucking whore." he's clicking his tongue, annoyed almost, rolling his eyes back as he bit back another moan, growling from deep inside his throat as he threw his head back, fisting himself harder for his ever so lovely viewers.

camboy! heizou who adores putting on a show, truly. Making the viewer forget all about the daily struggles they faced and solely focusing on him is everything he wants to achieve. Not to mention that the money he gets thrown at him is more than worth it. He studied his viewers, knows what they want to see as he playfully licks his lips, his cock hard and erect on full display. "someone needs to help me, it hurts." he‘s whincing, grazing over his shaft with his fingertips and eliciting yet another deep moan from his mouth, knowing very well that everyone fucking loved seeing him like this.

camboy! childe whose face is hidden with a mask, his legs spread while the cam captures every little detail of his body. One of his hands is resting behind his head while the other one teases himself with soft touches. "i‘m so hard" he‘s laughing, his cock throbbing and resting on his pelvis, leaving stains of pre cum all over. His body felt hot n needy, the confidence that radiated through him did a great job in enhancing said beautiful features of his as he took his cock in his hands, fisting himself in painfully slow strokes for his viewers.

camboy! cyno who‘s looking at the cam with a big fat grin on his face. His hands grabbing a hold of his cock, lazily stroking his shaft while hissing out ever so often. He‘s biting down on his lower lip to prevent it from quivering, his body running hot as his thumb rubbed circles around his tip, spreading the pre-cum around and teasing himself in the process. "fuck." he‘s letting out a breathy laugh, "you like seeing that? huh." his sentence following up with a groan from deep inside his throat, the views on his live stream increasing every minute.

camboy! diluc whose face is hidden, the vibrant red hair being his trademark as his hair strands lazily covered his already concealed features. The tip of his cock looked angry, fading a dark shade of red as it throbbed in his large hand. He‘s so messy with it, his strokes lacking in an even pace as he carefully pushed his mask aside to show his lips to his viewers. He‘s cautious, doesn‘t want his face to be exposed as he let a bulb of spit hit his shaft, rubbing the saliva on his cock before continuing his movements. "just like that." his head falls back, "that’s perfect, won’t you agree?" chest rising and falling as his breath quickened at the newish found pace.

camboy! kazuha who‘s telling you that you did such a great job, his face fucked out from his own little doings. It‘s been hours since he‘s been playing with himself, previous releases coating his hands and staining them further. "You‘ve been so good today." he‘s cooeing into the cam, that infamous grin painted across his features, "i just know you were so fucking good, trying your best and all." his voice was soothing, melting off the walls as he took his cock in his hands, a small vein garnished around his girth as he spread the pre cum to make himself properly wet, "now now." his voice becoming deeper, "let me show you just how good you are, okay?"

camboy! tighnari who‘s edging himself because he knows that‘s something everyone wants to see. "fuck, don‘t wanna cum." his eyes are scrunched shut, head thrown back as his strokes become faster, his mouth agape as he breathed out hard from all the pleasure. Tighnari opened his eyes now, they were glassy with lust covering them, "i don‘t want wanna cum yet." with that he‘s forcing himself to let go of his cock, an annoyed groan escaping his throat, "fuck, fuck." a chant of curses were all he was able to let go of, trying to compose himself to go for yet another round. "lets try again, shall we?"

camboy! itto who‘d be a little sweetheart if it wasn‘t for his fat cock taking all the show. He‘s cheeky but cute, "you‘re doing such a great job for me." his voice faint n playful alluring his viewers to stay for more, "you‘re here again? i‘m so glad." his head lightly lolling back as he particularly harsh squeezed the top of his cock, grinding himself into his fist. The pout on his lips was adorable, cutesy even, a soft pink tint painted across his cheeks which showed on how close he was to taste his climax, his groans becoming louder within a minute, "now, who wants to see me cum?"

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#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin smut #tighnari x reader #tighnari smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche smut #heizou x reader #heizou smut #cyno smut #cyno x reader #itto smut #itto x reader #kazuha smut #kazuha x reader #childe smut #childe x reader #diluc smut #diluc x reader

[fieldofdaisiies]

Azriel x Reader | Demons in Your Mind

type: drabble warning(s): talk about bad mental health word count: 1.5k words request: the original request was: If you are taking requests, can I please ask for an angsty fic that ends in fluff with Azriel? About Azriel not noticing that y/n is struggling mentally and not eating, harming herself? but I decided to change it a little, make a small drabble of how Azriel would comfort you after a mental break down/ an anxiety attack.

- all rights reserved -

“Don‘t apologise. You know I would never judge you.“ The shadowsinger’s voice is a low rumble, soothing and comforting. He holds you firmly to his chest, his finger tips poking into your skin, to keep you as close as possible.

Azriel keeps your head pressed against his, while he is shifting a little on the bed. His chin and lower lip are quavering, his heart racing in his chest, skipping sad beats that ache in his whole chest. The temperature in the room is cool, making icy cold spread through your entire body. You haven’t eaten the whole day which made your head feel light headed. Azriel noticed that something was off with you, felt it through the bond. He quickly gathered you in his arms and left the family gathering with you, returning back to your shared place where the damn finally broke. Everything had gotten too much for you that day, everything was too overwhelming, and the consequence was now that your brain and thoughts would once again not shut up and tell you the worst things possible. That started during the family gathering, you felt like you were being suffocated and you needed to get out. You had no idea that you were projecting and that Azriel could read you so well. The moment he gathered you in his arms to leave the meeting, you were reminded again that you truly had the best mate in the world. 

That feeling and that thought is still prominent now that you are at home — he really is the best. You lean more into Azriel, reveling in his warmth — his sheer presence. He is there for you, he keeps you safe. You have him. Other than before when your panic attack started and the anxiety flooded your system, you have him now. He is here. This thought calms you, calms your heart a little and brings you comfort. Azriel is warm and solid next to you, helping you increase your body temperature a little. It has dropped a lot due to the anxiety attack, the flood of unwelcome emotions and thoughts. Once again you had felt like you were not enough, like all you did was alright but never good enough. Like there was so much more you could do. This feeling hasn’t vanished — it is still here and you still feel so weak, so undeserving of the life you have. Sometimes there is this endless tunnel of darkness and with no way out, no escape you can think of. It seems like your whole life will stay dark forever and even though the shadowsinger somehow manages to brighten every day of your life, the darkness returns the moment he leaves. You know that this is your problem to deal with, you cannot make it Azriel’s problem as well.  

A loud sob parts your lips and you shudder against Azriel, your body feeling so sore and drained of energy. There is no ounce of happiness or peace inside of you. You don’t even feel sad - you feel nothing. You feel empty, robbed of life. And you feel tired. You want to sleep and that is all you want to do. Today, tomorrow, forever. There is just no energy left to go about your day like everything is fine. 

It pains Azriel seeing you like this. He knows exactly what this endless darkness feels like, has been in this place many times in his life already. He knows the darkness so well. A crack appears in his heart and it only intensifies when you sob again, your whole body shuddering against him. “Why am I so weak?”

The shadowy male presses you to him, holding you so tightly hardly any air gets into your lungs. “Don’t ever say that again!” he cautions. “You are one of the strongest people I know, so brave. You are everything but weak.”

Your pants are a little ragged when you wiggle your head and try to glimpse up at him through a blurry vision. Many tears still brim your eyes, some have already dried on your cheeks, some are burning behind your eyes. For a moment you just look at him and feel the corners of your mouth lift into a barely there smile. You are so lucky to have him. Azriel gathered a little bit of food for you when you arrived, having noticed that you haven’t eaten the whole day. He knows it is always easier for you when he eats with you and so he slowly reaches for the plate with fruits that he placed on the bedside table. You eat together, Azriel feeding you some berries and small pieces of fruit while he tells you a little about his day. You love listening to him, and you love to hear about what he has done and so you find some comfort in this moment, in his voice. Your heart no longer so frantically beats in your chest, it is calming down. Once you have finished eating you will feel better — you are proud that you ate and also your belly no longer feels so hollow. It is a warm feeling that seeps into your heart and warms your chest from the inside out. It feels good and sigh loudly, finally leaning back against Azriel, your head buried in the crook of his neck. 

“I wish I could protect you from those demons in your mind.” Azriel kisses the top of your head. You shift a little, fitting perfectly against his chest. “Azriel, you—“ “I know. But I don’t want you to feel like this Y/N. I know what it feels like and I wish I could just help you out of it.”

You sigh again, fisting his shirt. “You are already helping me so much. With everything you do and say.” It is then that you lean back and smile up at him. Azriel is already looking at you and he offers you to talk about what has happened today, what triggers were in involved and what caused your panic attack. Azriel always gives you time to open up, never pressures you, never rushes you. It is always up to you when and if you want to open up. And that only makes you love him more. 

As usual opening up always takes a little bit of time, but it is alright now and and so you do. You talk about your mental health, carefully and slowly, putting all the cards on the table, getting everything of your chest. You and Azriel will both shed some tears, but that is fine, you it is alright in the environment you provide for each other — you can be vulnerable with each and that since the very first moment you have met. You fully open up to Azriel, pour all your emotions out while he listens to every word you say, strokes your back with his hand, holds your hand in his other and whispers words of comfort and understanding. He is there for you all the time, holding you, supporting you, encouraging you and when the evening has fully arrived, Azriel will help you wash. You are a person who loves skin and body care and Azriel knows that in times like this you often lack the energy to do this kind of things. Azriel and you are bath together, he sits behind you in the warm water filled with essential oils and rose leaves. Azriel washes your hair, softly and carefully massaging your head and the shampoo into your hair. He worships you and your skin, pampering your back and shoulders with soft kisses while whispering sweet nothings to you. Azriel does not miss one moment of telling you how beautiful you are, how much he loves you.

“You are so stunning, my beautiful mate,” Azriel breathes against your ear, kisses the pointed tip and pulls you flush to his chest. “The most beautiful mate that there is in this world.”

Using your magic, you are warming the water from time to time, until your skin is all crinkly and you finally decide to go back to bed. You have to chuckle a tiny, little bit when you notice your skin. “We look like old people, Az.” You smile up at him, his hands on your shoulders. He smiles at you, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “I cannot wait to grow old with you, my wonderful mate. Azriel then helps you dry off, softly tending to your skin and then you don your most comfortable pyjamas and the shadowsinger carries you to the bedroom where he wraps you into his strong arms, letting you sleep on his chest, his arms tightly wrapped around your body.

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#azriel x reader #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x you #azriel acotar #azriel #acotar #acosf

[nonightmareruined]

hello! can you make an angsty rodrickxreader fics? crying and stuff but then it end up with a bit fluff? ty! ♡

Hey, I know it’s been a while since you submitted this but I hope you are happy with it <3

Anniversary

Rodrick x Reader

No one thought that Rodrick and y/n could have a relationship. However they got to celebrate their one year anniversary but it all went down after Rodrick overheard one conversation.

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It was our one year anniversary so I convinced Rodrick to have a date night instead of the usual hanging out at his place. Although my boyfriend didn’t like going out a lot, he would go to the movie theater and get some food afterwards with me. He did whatever made me happy. Sometimes it was like he couldn’t believe that I am his girlfriend. I am this straight A student and he is - well he is Rodrick.

At 8pm I arrived at his house.

„Oh, y/n sweet heart, you are waiting for my son, right? I am afraid but he is still getting ready. Why don‘t you come in?“ Susan, his mom, said to me after she answered the door. She brought me to the kitchen and gave me some water.

„So today is the one year anniversary, isn‘t it?“ Susan asked after a while.

„Oh yes, that‘s why we have our little date night.“ I answered her and took a sip from my water.

„Wow that’s a long time for young people. Are you sure you know what you are doing with my son?“ „You don‘t have to worry about that. I am so in love with Rodrick and I couldn‘t be happier about being in this amazing relationship with him.“ I immediately tried to reassure her but Susan still looked very concerned. „Oh sweetie, I think you misunderstood me. I am more worried about you. I don‘t want Rodrick to be the reason you loose focus on your education. I know that he can be a very bad influence.“ I looked at her in disbelief. Was she really talking about her own son in that way? I put down my glass of water and wanted to tell her that I‘d rather wait outside for my boyfriend when I heard a cracking noise. Rodrick stood right outside of the kitchen. He turned around and went back to his room and shut the door with a bang.

I immediately left his mom in the kitchen and went upstairs. I knocked at the door to the attic which was slowly opened by my boyfriend. „Can I come in?“ I asked him. His eyes were red and puffy. He took a few steps back and I went into his room. He cleared his throat before he started to speak. „So y/n, I think that we should stop seeing each other.“ „Wait what?“ I stumbled. Did he really say that? „Yeah, I mean it’s the right thing to do.“ Now I was staring at him in disbelief. „Why should it be the right thing?“, I asked him. My voice wasn’t more than a whisper. I had to fight back the tears. „Don’t be stupid. You have this bright future ahead of you and I - well I don’t have shit. Your parents hate me and even my Mom sees that we can’t be together. So please don’t make this even harder for me and just go.“ He turned around and pretended to look out of his window. „Why should we let everyone decide what the best for us is? How would they know that I have this bright future. And why can’t you have a great future as well?“ He snorted. „What amazing future do I have? Do you want to sit in the attic with me for the next 20 years?“ „Nah, Rodrick, you will be a Rockstar and tour around. You will probably forget me anyways and start seeing crazy fan girls“ „Nah babe, how can I forget my badass lawyer wife.“ He turned around, smiling at me. I took the last few steps towards him and gave him a kiss. He immediately pulled me into a huge and rested his head on top of mine. I heard him sigh and felt how the tension left his body.

We stayed there for a while, just holding each other. Rodrick played around with a strand of my hair. After a while he broke the silence. „Y/n I don’t know how to say this but I don’t think we should break up anymore.“ I had to laugh because of his awkwardness. „Thanks for letting me know“, I said while shaking my head.

„I think we missed our movie.“ Rodrick let go of me and looked me in my eyes. He was sorry for ruining our date night because of that. But honestly, I didn’t care about this anymore after all the drama. „That’s okay, we can just watch some Netflix and raid your fridge.“

#devon bostick #diary of a wimpy kid rodrick #rodrick #rodrick heffley #rodrick heffley fanfiction #rodrick x reader #rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick x y/n

[meowlod]

could I be silly and request Clorinde x Frost Operative! Reader?

The potential with a forbidden type of love because she's the champion duelist and reader is a Fatui agent djdjjdhs

your writing is really fun btw :)

- someone who likes axolotls

OHHHH!!! omg this is so good…made reader a little tease ;)

ALSO THANK YOU!!!

Clorinde has been off work lately, walking outside of the city of Fontaine, feeding animals like a ordinary person would. But suddenly, she heard some noises in the bushes, so she decided to look around for any danger, already taking out her gun incase someone jumps out and attacks her.

”Come out and face yourselves.“ She looked at the bush where the noise had came from, but there is nothing. Clorinde heard noises in a different bush, and ran towards it, only to see a fox eating food. Damn it.

But then, her ears listen to the sound of loud laughter coming from behind. She turns around to see a couple of fatui agents with weapons already ready to battle her, but none of them know that she is the champion duelist of Fontaine, someone who is very strong.

So later after defeating all the fatui agents, her eyes slightly widen and she almost shot the person who suddenly came up behind her and hugged her tightly. The person takes off their mask, only to reveal that it‘s you, her partner.

Clorinde quickly calms down and turns around to face you, sighing in slight irritation. If she wasn‘t careful, she would have accidentally shot you, and you would be already dead!

”Clorinde~ What are you doing here?“ Your cheerful voice gets her even more irritated. She is not mad that you suddenly creeped up behind her, really, she isn’t. She‘s only mad because she almost killed you right in front of her. So she‘s a little mad at herself, because she deeply cares about you. I mean, if she did shot you, you would've dodged it anyway.

”…Love, don‘t do that again when i‘m in the middle of a battle, do you understand?“

”Sorry, darling.“ You smile and give her a quick kiss as a little apology, letting yourself go into Clorinde‘s arms. Her small smile tells you that she accepted it, and she hugs you back, giving your cheek a kiss as a sign of her affection. She truly does love you, even if you both are much forbidden to love each other.

”Sorry again that those fatui agents were attacking you earlier. Were you able to kill them all? Oh, wait, you‘re the champion duelist! ‘I forgot~‘ Hehe.“

Ugh…your teasing. Clorinde never forgets about it. Even if you‘re serious most of the time, you don‘t hesitate to tease her.

She looks back at you with a stern expression, her arms crossed. You look back at her with a nervous smile, putting back your mask before taking out your sword.

”Do you want to fight? I wanna show you how good I‘ve gotten the last weeks!“

Your attitude right now reminds her of a certain..Fatui harbinger who almost said the exact same thing. Clorinde doesn‘t even take her weapons out, and just simply stares at you.

”No. I don‘t want you to get injured.“

Ow. You huff and sigh. Maybe not today. Your frown turns back into a sweet smile and you take her hand into yours, staring at the sky before staring back at her.

”Fine…do you want to at least walk around for a while? Nobody is here, nobody knows about us both being together, so it‘s fine. You don‘t have work for a while.“

”…“

Her little smile makes you think that she accepts your invitation and it makes your smile wider. Clorinde takes a moment before she answers back.

”…Of course, my love. Let’s go and do something in our free time while we can.“

#clorinde x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact

[rafesslxt]

SUPP IM BACK WITH ANOTHER REQUEST!! How about professor riddle marks ur work but u didn't get good grades so he punishes u? xoxo mattheosslut22

omg i smiled at this like a fool and my boyfriend asked me what I was smiling about hahaha - yes my real boyfriend, not mattheo duh

thank you for requesting doll 🫶🏻 I‘m already writing a professor one shot right now but with more plot, just have to finish it 👀

Bad student | Professor!Mattheo Riddle

summary: Professor Riddle and you have a special agreement.

warnings: professor x student so don‘t read if you don‘t like, kissing, teasing, fingering, unprotected p in v

words: 2,4k

I looked down at the paper I got back from Professor Riddle. I got an F. Fuck. My gaze wanders up as he looks at me with raised eyebrows and a kind of disappointed look on his face. "You might want to come to me after class." he says in a chilli tone.

Professor Riddle and I have an agreement. A secret one. If I continue to write bad notes, he stops fucking me. As a motivation. And If I get good ones, I get a reward - which is his dick. As a motivation of course.

I sigh and nod but he already left to give the rest of the students their papers back, which of course were all better than mine.

He continues with class and tries to explain everything but I only can concentrate on what‘s going to happen after this class. It is the last one I have today which means I have time and don‘t need to rush out, which is good. Or bad? I don‘t know yet and that‘s exactly what worries me.

The ring interrupts my thoughs and brings me back to the reality. That I‘m alone with him. I swallow the clump in my throat down and gather my things together.

As I walk to the front of the classroom and towards his desk he doesn‘t even look at me. I breath out, loudly. " Sooo.." i start and try to get him to look up but he still doesn‘t.

While correcting another test and sqribbling something on it he talks " You know what our arrangement was,right? " "Mattheo I - I mean Professor I‘m really sorry okay? I promise it won‘t happen again!" I almost begged. I couldn‘t imagine losing him and our sessions, they got me addicted.

"Yeah you said that the last few times you got a bad grade but now an F? No y/n." "Pleease, fuck there has to be something that I can do! I‘m literally begging you."

I saw him smirking a little and I knew he loved to hear me beg like this, litte fucker.

"I swear I‘m always paying attention I just - I didn‘t have had time to study with quidditch and everything." I wasn‘t even lying on that.

"Prove it. I‘ll ask you Questions and you‘ll have to get at least.. 8 out them right. If not, you can come back when you write good once again after the holiday‘s"

I looked at him in shock. "Holidays?!“ "Yeah, the next test we write is after the holidays." I shook my head, not able to live that long without that dick. I know how desperate I sound, but that was exactly how good he fucked me. I tried to forget him, tried to find fun somewhere else but It was useless with these boys at school. He just knew every single move to get me trembling under his touch.

"Okay okay.. give me those questions." "Sit down." I did as soon as he told me to and looked up at him as he stands up and walks to the desk I‘m sitting on.

"First question: Let‘s start with a easy one.. Which spell will cast a body bind upon an enemy?" he asks me, looking directly into my eyes. I lick my lips before answering. "Petrificus Totalus."

"What‘s the strongest love potion in the world?" I started smiling when the memory of him showing it to us last week came back. "Amortentia." I answered him. "What did you smell?" he asks curious as he slowly places his hands beside me on the table, getting closer to my body. "Does that count as a question?" i ask him in a teasing tone. "Answer." he says in a demanding one but I didn‘t miss the excitement in his eyes." So I answer him. "You."

"Smelled you too.“ he mumbles as he gets closer to my neck which leaves me nervous and with goosebumps all over my body.

"What is your only defense against the Imperius Curse?" I felt his lips brush against my skin but still not kissing it which made me even more desperate. "There is no defense.." i answer lost. "Wrong." he whispers and bites the skin on my soft spot. I whine and squeeze my eyes shut. "M-maybe I need a little motivation.." i started and looked down at his shirt.

He rolled his eyes but still smirked a little as my hands found the buttons to his shirt. While I opened them he took out his wand from his back pocket of his jeans and spelled the door shut.

When I opened the last button I pushed the material to the side and let my hands glide over his abs which he knew i love so much. "Don‘t get too eager baby. You already got one wrong." Now I rolled my eyes as my fingers followed the contour of his abs. "Won‘t happen again."

"No matter how many legs you have, they'll all dance if you're cursed with what jinx?" I snort and answer "Tarantallegra. Easy." He nods and asks his next question, his face now on my throat again. "Which potion acts as a truth drug?" I swallow as I feel his soft lips now ghost over my skin again. I open my mouth a few seconds before answering. "Veritaserum."

His lips now meet my skin and I moan. "Correct." He murmurs, leaving wet and passionate kisses all over my throat. His hands find their way to my knees, leaving them there.

"One side effect of the Draught of Peace, If done incorrectly?" he asks me while letting his hands wander up my legs towards my tights slowly. I press my lips together as I feel myself getting wetter.

"Answer, I know you‘re a smart girl." he grins, kissing along my jaw, sending shivers down my spine.

"Irreversible sleep. " "That‘s right, good girl." he starts playing with the hem of my skirt.

"Who created the main ingredient in the Elixir of Life?" "Nicolas Flammel." He nods and wanders towards my mouth with his lips. I start to get impatient and shift slighty on the table, making him smile again. "3 more baby."

"What is the final ingredient needed for Polyjuice Potion?" " Hair." As I answer correct, his lips connect with mine. My mouth almost opens itself when it feels his tounge gliding over my bottom lip. His hand moves further under my skirt, his fingers now right in front of my underwear. "I can already feel the heat from you." he groans against my lips before his tounge explores my mouth.

I let my hands wander to his back, where I scratch his skin slighty, sending shivers down his spine this time. "Hmm love when you do that." "I know."

He pulls away from my mouth a few inches and looks into my eyes. God his eyes. "When must Wolfsbane Potion be taken to be effective?" Shit. I really don‘t know. I think he saw it in my eyes when he lifted his eyebrows at me. "Uhm –" "Come on. We had this topic only a few weeks ago." "The week leading up to a full moon?" I ask more than answering.

I see a smirk forming on his lips and his head shaking. "So much for 'i listen to your classes', huh?" I groan in frustration. "Are you enjoying the thought of not fucking me for that long?" I ask him almost a little mad.

"No baby, my hand doesn‘t feel like you. But I know you‘ll feel even better after weeks of not riding my cock like you love to do." Wait. His hand? Doesn‘t he have like a tons of women at his feet? But I didn’t have that much time to think about it.

"Name me all of the Unforgiveable Curses." "Uhm – Avada Kedavra, Imperio and .. Crucio." He nods in approval and suddenly I can feel his fingers ghost over my damp underwear.

"Fuck baby, are you always this wet while answering your tests? Maybe I should help you next time so you don‘t write F‘s in my class hm?"

"Ask the last one." I say in a desperate voice. If I get this one right I can fuck him, If I get it wrong, these holidays will be the longest I ever had.

"Okay baby, now concentrate yeah? We had this last potion lesson. How long does Felix Felicis take to prepare?" I smile brightly at him as I instantly knew the answer to it. "6 months." i answer.

"Fuck thank god." he groans and pulls me closer to his body, my legs wrapping around his hips. "10 would have been enough." I answer him, my hands already in his soft curls, tugging at the ends which made him groan even more.

He picks me up and sits me down on his desk, pushing my upper body back. "Gonna give you your reward now baby. You were such a smart girl." he starts praising me. "Well, have a good teacher." "Oh yeah?" he smirks and pulls my skirt off. "Hmm, Professor Snape is actually really nice." Suddenly I feel pain flowing through my thigh, making me hiss.

I look down at him as he starts to kiss the skin he just bit. "Careful baby, don‘t forget who‘s in charge here." he mutters against my thigh, nibbling on it and preppering it with wet kisses. My hands find their way into his curly hair. "Please.." i whisper as he does the same to my other thigh.

"I would miss those little begs so much If I wouldn‘t have had them to hear over holidays." he mumbles against my skin, his lips now on my underwear. He groans as he pulls it down and sees my glistening folds.

And just like a starving man he pushed his fingers through my folds before lapping at my clit, making me bite down on my lip instantly. "Shit.." I breath out, closing my eyes too. "Nuh uh baby, look at me while I eat that sweet pussy of yours." he smirks when my eyes opened up again.

I look down at him, seeing just his eyes and a bit of his nose. Not once does he look away while eating me out and I can see the desire he's holding back right now clearly.

I feel him sliding two fingers inside me without a warning, groaning when they just slipped inside like nothing.

"Fuck me, please.." I beg, not being able to wait any longer. He lets go of me, his mouth and chin glistening from my wetness. I see him licking his lips, with half a smile, almost making me come just from the sight.

"Gonna pound that pussy numb, baby. Just preparing you for what will happen over the holidays." Since we had that agreement, I stayed almost every holidays here so I could spent them with him. "You're staying, right?" he asks as he sees me in thoughts. I start smiling and nod. " Of course." "Hmm good girl."

He pulls me closer to him again until my legs wrap around his hips. His hands open his belt, pushing his jeans and boxer shorts down, revealing his already throbbing cock.

He lets the tip glide over my clit teasing me. His mouth is open, breathing heavy and looking at me through his lashes. "Ready Baby?" "Uh-huh." I mumble, nodding before he finally pushes inside me.

"Fuck yes, so fucking tight." he groans as he slowly pushes inch for inch inside. I let my head fall back and bite down on my bottom li to not moan too loud.

He starts thrusting forward with his hips, making the table squeak against the floor and echoing through the classroom. "I swear I will never get tired of this pussy." he smirks down at me while his words send butterflies down my stomach. I let out a little whine as his right hand wanders up to my throat, cocking me just so slightly but good.

"You still gonna write bad grades, huh?" he ask me, thrusting harder now. "N-no?" I answer but it sounds more like a question. Suddenly he pulls out and turns me around so I'm laying flat with my stomach on the desk. He spreads my legs and pushes inside me again, putting his whole weight on me.

A moan slips past my lips but he puts his hand over my mouth, grinning arrogant. "Let me guess, 'oh daddy it's too much', right?" he mocks while rocking my whole shit into the table.

He pulls his hand away from my mouth and wraps it around my throat again, squeezing with more pressure than before. "Shit Mattheo" I groan, letting my eyes roll back into my head.

"What is it baby? Thought you're able to handle it hm? Should I stop?" "No, no don't stop." I whine out at the though of losing the feeling of him.

Suddenly I feel a sharp pain going through my body. I look behind me over my shoulder and see Mattheo smiling at me like a innocent angel. Yeah, right. He slaps my ass again, this time harder.

"What? Did you think this is gonna be all nice and shit? You still wrote a bad grade. Gonna have to punish you at least a little hm."

He does it again, over and over again until my whole ass is fire red. His thrusting of course continues without faltering. "Fuck I'm close." I groan, my eyes already shut. His hand slides under my body towards my clit and starts rubbing circles on it with his fingers.

"Come around my cock baby." And shit, I did. I feel my walls clenching around him, milking him almost. I hear him groan behind me and his thrust getting more uneven. "O-oh fuckk.." I feel him coming inside me, his head falling down against my shoulder.

"Shit, you always do this to me." he says before kissing my skin. "What do you mean?" "You always pull me in, would have fucked you no matter what grade you got. You just got me wrapped around your finger." I smile at his words, knowing damn well he got me hooked too.

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It‘s a Sin Chapter 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Pairing: Cardinal Copia x fem! Reader Words: 5886 Genre: romance, angst, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, SLOWBURN Warnings: in this chap: angst and a little fluff Notes: It took me ages I know. I apologize. I hope you guys have not lost interest lol. I will try to update more often now. Special thanks to @fishwithtitz and @portaltothevoid without these two i couldn't have done this

The next day came around and you‘re dreadfully on your way to check in on the Cardinal. The events of the past day, still playing on your mind. You replayed them over and over trying to figure out what you could have done to upset him that much. As you neared the door to his chambers you tried to shake these thoughts out of your mind. It was of no use. You had neither the time nor energy to keep thinking about it too much. With each step you took, his door came closer.

You knocked on the door lightly and waited for an invitation in great anticipation. You were praying that he was in a better mood today. For some reason, yesterdays events and his cold behavior bothered you more than you cared to admit. You heard some rustling inside and a dull thump, followed by a string of italian curses. The door swung open and you stood face to face with the Cardinal. As his eyes landed on you his face fell a little and you felt a pang in your heart. You saw he tried to mask it but his eyes were a dead give away. This man wore his whole emotional state, displayed in his eyes. Apparently whatever it was you had done still stood between you.

„Ah Sorella uh.. come in sì.“ he beckoned you inside.

His obvious distaste to your presence made you self conscious and something in you broke. „Good morning Cardinal.. I uh don‘t want to bother you for too long. I just need to see how you‘re feeling today, is all.“ you hastily informed him to get out of his hair as fast as possible. You did not want to bother him more than your mere presence already did and you feared you‘d not be able to stay strong and your facade would break.

„Yes.. yes I am alright Sister.“ His eyes were going anywhere but your face and you decided to get this over with as fast as you could. It made little sense to you but it bothered you that he was too repelled to even look at you.

„Okay so have you felt any change? Any feelings of nausea or dizzyness? Change in temperature? Any sweating or freezing?“

„No.. no I am feeling like normal. Can I go back to work now?“ he tried to wave you off.

Normally you would have made a joke by now about how he has never once stopped to work but the vibe was off with him. You bit back your comment and smiled at him. „Yes if that is true you‘re officially allowed to resume your work now.“ you turned around and opened the door again. When you looked back behind your shoulder the Cardinal sat at his desk, concentrating on a bunch of papers in front of him.

„Good day to you Cardinal.“ With that you walked out the door and closed it behind you.

A few more days passed, nothing noteworthy has happened. You were spending more time around your new found friends of brothers and sisters of Sin. Today was about to be different: you were about to attend black mass today.

The first time you were officially present during a holy (or unholy) ceremony for years now. After you dropped out of school, you avoided going to church. Without your parents' presence or the nuns from the boarding school you finally had the freedom to live your life a little more like you wanted to. Attending the masses in the local church was never done on your own free will. You‘d learned not to tell anyone, but you dreaded it each time. It just never felt important to you. It didn‘t mean you were not a believer, but that would not be accepted. Since you were a child you never understood why you had to go to church all the time when it did nothing for you or anyone around you who might have needed help. You‘d rather live out your belief the way it made sense to you by helping wherever you could, by being kind to others and providing safety and stability to those who needed it. You just never understood why you it wasn‘t accepted to express being close to god in your own way, a way that worked for you that would give you the strength and hope you needed. But nothing seemed to please your parents or the nuns more than going to that tedious mass two times a week.

As you walked alongside your new found friends in the ministry, Hannah pulled you to the side, linking her arms with yours. „Hey so I know you‘re probably worried about mass, but trust me, it‘s not going to be as dark and devilish as you might imagine.“ She lowered her voice so the others wouldn‘t hear her. „We‘re not going to sacrifce any new borns to the goat you know.“ Hannah joked to lift the mood. She didn‘t plan to expose you to them since she was aware how sensitive you were when it came to your beliefs.

„Yeah, okay. I guess I‘ll be fine.“ You smiled back at her as you put your hand on top of hers reassuringly. You were anxious as you didn‘t know what to expect, but at the same time curious how different it would be from the Christian masses you used to attend.

When you entered the Chapel, your eyes widened as you took in the massive hall that revealed itself to you. With each step you took, you soaked in more of its grandeur.

The Chapel itself consisted of three naves. The smaller two adorning the imposing middle one. Wide high ripped vaults extend above round compound pillars with figurine capitals. The ceiling of the central arcade overthrowing the height of the two side naves further showcasing the celestial character of the building. On either side of the Chapel were three recesses occupied by various statues of satanic entities and candleholders. In the central room stood several pews for the Brothers and Sisters to sit during mass. At the head of the central ship, inside the big apse, sat the Altar upon an elevated pedestal. Behind the Altar a grand statue of Baphomet stood, looking over the masses right under the grand rosary window through which the bright moonlight shone. Some of it seeped through the beautifully rounded, adorned windows behind each of the niches, depicting different scenes of demonic interactions, horned beasts, serpents, goats and naked women. It was all very breathtaking and beautiful.

You kept walking with your group, and in horror, you noticed that they headed towards the first row next to the intricate embellished pulpit. You followed them as they all found their seats and you sat down between Hannah and Damien

After about ten minutes the chapel seemed to be full of Brothers and Sisters. On either side of the central pedastal, where something similar to a transept was located, stood a few pews which were reserved for the higher ranking members of the clergy. Papa Nihil, Sister Imperator, and Cardinal Copia sat down on the right side while the left side was occupied by Primo, Secondo, and another man you didn‘t know. Before mass started your gaze shifted over to Cardinal Copia’s and you found him already staring back at you. You wanted to nod at him, but just as you did so the lights went out. Your attention was taken now by Papa Terzo, who stepped on stage, wearing his papal robes. He started Black Mass by performing a song with his band. You had never once witnessed something like this. The ghouls also walked up to the stage with their instruments ready.

A soft guitar melody started to play and Terzo was getting in position in front of his microphone.

He began singing and your eyes were glued to his silhouette, drawn to his presence as your ears were blessed by his wonderful singing voice.

„ We‘re standing here by the abyss and the world is in flames. Two star-crossed lovers reaching out to the beast with many names.“

His eyes roamed over the crowd and when they found yours, he held your stare, a smirk playing on his lips as he winked at you. Hannah slapped your arm playfully and leaned in, „You‘re so lucky, you know that?“

Terzo’s performance took you off guard, in a pleasantly surprising way. It was already different from what you had known or expected. In your church, every mass was the same, always opened by the priest with a prayer, sometimes with a song performed together. Those kinds of openings you had always found dull and boring. Terzo‘s though, managed to take your breath away.

„ He is. He's the shining and the light without whom I cannot see.

And he is

Insurrection, he is spite, he's the force that made me be.“

You didn‘t know the song, but you had to admit, it was good and very catchy. You could imagine looking up that song later and listen to it again. You felt every single of his emotions he put into his performance and oddly enough you felt slightly closer to the entity he was singing about.

After the song had ended the mass continued very much like you remembered a typical mass from your childhood. Except that Terzo, who led you through the mass, was enthralling and enchanting. He had a special aura that drew everyone in, including you.

What surprised you most was the sermon. Never once did he praise or glorify any differences between people. Not between man and woman, not between children and adults.

When you were still young, you‘d attended every mass. Given that your father was the priest of the local church, it was expected of you. Even though it was your father holding mass you didn‘t like everything he had said. All throughout your time spent in the house of God, listening to your father preaching, you often found yourself questioning the very words that left his lips. Some irked you more than others, leading to your mind wandering off many times, trying to figure out what it could mean. Surely in our modern society we wouldn‘t hold back women from pursuing their dreams anymore, right? The older you got, the more you understood. And the more you understood, the more unnerved you became about it all.

All the roles you had been forced into in your life, the things you had to just accept because the old man at the top said it had always been like that and it was the only right and natural way of things. The very fact that you feared to deserve punishment and suffer endlessly burning in hell for violating a contract you were coerced into made you question if god was indeed loving or if he was even worth to be worshipped.

Terzo never once gave the impression that they handled things here like that. No, instead he kept encouraging everyone to be their best, treating everyone as equals, and live their lives as they wished. Saying you were amazed how different this church was from what you were told all of your life and how wrong the public's expectations were about these people, who called themselves satanists was drop dead remarkable.

For the last part a few sisters walked up to the altar. The smell of incense attacked your nostrils and you began to feel hot as if the room was on fire, sweat covering your skin and you felt like wearing too many layers of clothing. The obnoxious stench reminded you of your early experiences with the old senior priest in your childhood church. A set of flashbacks came crashing over you like waves. Just breathing was exhausting at this point. You needed more oxygen, but your lungs refused you. Panic started to rise in you as you felt dizzy, and your eyes widened, looking down to the ground, desperately trying to find a spot to focus on. Your hands gripped the fabric of your habit in an attempt to ground yourself to something. Your chest hurt and your face twisted in pain.

Whatever happened in front of you was drowned out until you felt a hand on your arm and a gentle, soothing deep voice next to your ear.

„Everything is gonna be alright don’t worry. You‘re safe here, nothing is going to happen. Breathe with me ok?“ He started to breathe in loudly and exhaled again. You tried to match his breathing and it helped you calm down a little.

As you gained a little more control, your head whipped to the side, looking back at Damien, who now had slowly and gently wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you steady.

„Shall we leave? Do you need some fresh air maybe?“ His voice rang out next to you and you barely nodded at him. He led you out of the Chapel, many eyes following you as he held you close to his body.

What you didn‘t see was the way the Cardinal's eyes had seen everything. He‘d been stealing glances at you throughout mass and he had studied your expressions very carefully since he was curious about your reactions to a satanic ritual. But that also meant he saw the moment your expression changed, how your body seemed to stiffen. He saw you were on the edge of a panic attack even before you knew it. There was nothing he could do about it, though. He was very close to just getting up and making his way over to you when he saw the man next to you noticed your change in demeanor and talked to you. Copia couldn‘t take his eyes of you and the brother who now wrapped his arm around you, hand resting on your hips. He didn‘t even realize but his hands formed into fists watching your body lean into his touch. The cardinal‘s disdainful eyes followed the two of you slowly walked out of the chapel.

As soon as you were outside and the fresh air hit your nostrils you took in a deep breath. Finally you could breathe again. You still hung in the arms of Damien who now pulled you over to a bench to sit down.

„That‘s it, breathe in and out. Let the fresh air fill up your lungs.“ He said as you both just sat there and he took your hands in his. He kept talking to you in a soft, soothing voice. You couldn't catch a word he said, but it didn't even matter because in the moment, his constant chatter was doing what it was supposed to.

Minutes passed and you slowly but steadily calmed down. „Thank you Damien.“

„Ah don‘t mention it. I‘m glad I could help. At least I hope you‘re feeling better now, yes?“ You were in a momentary daze as your eyes found his. His thumbs gently stroking over your palm definitely didn‘t affect you.

„Yes, I am much better. I don‘t know what just happened..“ You stared past his head, trying to make sense of the situation in the Chapel.

„You suffered a panic attack, love. I know what those look like. My mum used to have those often when I was a child. My dad abused her for many years and it just happened so many times. Usually because of a trigger.“

Your head snapped back, making eye contact with the man beside you. „I am so sorry.“ Now your hands were caressing his as you eyed him with concern.

„It‘s not your fault, so don‘t be sorry. If anyone should be sorry, it‘s me. I should have helped her sooner. I should have stopped my father.“

„But you were still a child? You couldn‘t have done anything.“

„I know but still I feel bad for it now.“

A soft breeze of fresh wind whistled around your head as a few beats of silence between the two of you passed.

„What happened to your mum and dad?“

„Well.. my uncle found out about it and made sure they divorced.“ Damien’s face was frowning now as he stared at his feet. He had never told anyone about this in the ministry but he was sure you needed to hear something personal. He was curious about you and your sudden panic attack. He wondered what your history was that you reacted like that.

„Glad to hear that. I hope she is doing better now?“ Your body moved slightly closer to him.

„I hope so. Wherever she might be now. She died a few years ago.“

Your eyes widened in horror. „Oh I.. Sorry.. I didn‘t mean to pry. And I‘m sorry for reminding you like this.“

„It‘s fine actually. I have made my peace with it.“ Damiens beautiful icy blue eyes looked back into yours as he smiled at you with a warm and heartfelt gaze, his hand squeezing yours reassuringly. Your eyes kept glancing back into his and you thought you were seeing a flicker of vulnerability in them.

He cleared his voice trying to switch the attention to you . „Now, do you wanna talk about what happened to you?“

Your gaze shifted towards the ground . „Ah well I don‘t know.. not really. I mean I don‘t know what happened. I just felt all weird and hot all of a sudden.“ You didn‘t want to let Damian know what had triggered your panic attack even though you knew what it was.

Before you could say anything more people swarmed out of the chapel. Black mass had finished and within seconds Hannah and her group were standing before you asking if you were feeling alright. After explaining that you just needed some fresh air since you were feeling dizzy and the occasional nurse joke („our nurse needs a nurse“), you laughed along with them and everyone was off to either fulfill their evening duties or to spend their time with one another.

You were about to head back to your room for now, as you‘d had enough of large groups of people, when a voice called your name.

It was Damien again.

„Hey wait..“ He jogged over to you. „I was gonna ask if you wanted to maybe go and have a drink?“ he stood before you, gazing down at you with his beautiful baby blue eyes, smiling handsomely back at you.

You smiled at him. These eyes… and oh, his smile— he looks like a devil. „Oh, ah thanks for the offer, maybe another time? I‘d rather lie down for a while and get to sleep early today.“

„Ah, sure, yes, I understand. Well, I‘ll take you up on it another day then. But let me walk you to your chambers at least.“ he replied politely, offering his arm for you.

Copia walked out of the chapel, eyes scanning over the sea of people, trying to find you. Just as he spotted you, he saw that brother jogging over to you again, conversing with you and making you smile. He watched your interaction with green eyes and the way you smiled at this tall man gave him the rest. He was fuming inside, his rage increasing with each second that your eyes were focused on the man in front of you. His mind was conjuring several insults to the man who‘s gained your attention far too long, his internal string of curses only interrupted by Terzo’s deep voice as he came to stand next to Copia, his line of sight following Copia’s.

„Ah fratello, geloso (jealous)?“

Copias head snapped back to look at Terzo. „Ah no brother. I am just worried..“ his voice trailed off towards the end of the sentence and his eyes landed on your figure once more.

„Worried your girl chooses to „take care“ of another man?“ Terzo raised one eyebrow, smiling cockily and teasing Copia, his fingers making air quotes to emphasize the words „take care“.

Copias face turned back to Terzo once more. The double meaning is not lost on the cardinal. „Wha.. no.. she.. she is not my girl. And she belongs to no one but herself.“ He hesitated for a moment. „And it is her job to take care of people you see.“ He chose to ignore Terzos' innuendo and stay on the innocent side of the conversation.

Terzos' laugh rumbled loud through the air. „Ah il mio fratellino è innamorato,“ he said, laying his gloved hand on Copia’s shoulder.

Copia blushed madly at his older brother's words. „Eh.. hehe. Nonsense… You.. argh nevermind. Excuse me, now, I have a lot of paperwork to finish before the end of the day.“ Copia stammered out and marched off towards his office, leaving a still laughing Terzo behind.

After Damien had escorted you to your room, you thanked him again for his help and his kindness. But now in the silence of your own chambers, your mind was louder than ever. As you got ready for bed, the events from black mass replayed over and over again. The smell of burnt incense hit your senses just as strongly as when it had happened earlier. The flashbacks had plagued you again. The flashbacks of Father Clifton screaming at the young girls, hitting them for laughing during mass. You and the others were still children — you didn‘t know what to do, so you endured his actions for far too long. Thinking about it now made your blood boil, and once again you felt yourself feel hot like a fire burned inside of you. How you wished to be an otherworldly entity sometimes. To be granted the power to judge over those who did others wrong. To condemn them in the name of God and make sure they got what they deserved.

A knock on your door pulled you back to reality, and you wondered who it could be at this hour. To your surprise, the Cardinal’s pair of eyes were there looking back at you when you opened the door.

His eyes widened for a moment as he saw your face. Something about you was different — you had such an imposing aura that it caught him off guard. The Cardinal was stunned for a moment, but he knew he had to say something. „S..sorella I am terribly sorry t..to be bothering you at this hour.“

You stared back at him, face flushed still from your internal rage but the flames inside of you seemed to die down as his words hit your ears. His mismatched eyes stared back at you as if to silently beg you to calm down before his eyes fell to the ground.

„Ah “ you cleared your throat. „Cardinal, what is it? Do you not feel well?“ your concerned expression replaced that of anger as you imagined him to have some health issues again. For why else would he appear at your door this late in the evening?

„I.. uh I was just thinking about black mass today and uh.. I… uh did you not feel well? Excuse me but I saw you leave the Chapel with that.. friend of yours. “ he said timidly, finally looking at you for more than just a second.

„Oh uhm.. “ you contemplated hard about telling him or not. He had been such a gentle soul to you, always helping and listening to you without judging you but your relationship appeared to have changed over the last few days. Maybe this was a way for you to regain his trust, so you decided to let him in figuratively and literally.

„Do you want to come inside maybe? I don‘t want you to stand out here in the hall all the time.“ you stepped aside, making room for him to enter.

„Ah.. Sì sì. Thank you, Sorella.“ the Cardinal stepped inside. His eyes roamed around the place as he took in your private quarters.

Watching him standing there like a lost puppy was kind of soothing to you, and you knew it wouldn't hurt to tell him. „Please sit. Would you like to drink something? I only have water, I'm afraid.“ you scratched the back of your neck.

„Water is fine. Thank you sorella.“

Taking a glass from the table you poured him some water out of the half empty bottle that stood on the table. You sat down next to him on the small couch that sat in the corner. You sighed as he gave you his full attention.

„Sorella.. I saw how stressed out you were.. I just wanted to make sure you‘re feeling ok.“

His hand briefly touched yours as you held out the glass to him and your eyes met for half a second before both of you pulled away, brushing it off. When you peered back at him you found his eyes never left your face and his own wore a worried expression.

You smiled at his words. „Thank you for your concern, Cardinal. I am alright now. I have to admit I was not during black mass though.. I.. I am not sure if I can tell you.“

His next action took you completely off guard as his gloved hand left his glass and reached out to your soft and delicate one that came to rest on the table next to his, his other still holding yours.

The cardinal sat up straight. „Sorella you can tell me anything, you know. It will help you to let it out, maybe. Only if you are comfortable, of course, I don‘t want to pressure you.“ He took the glass in his other hand and took a quick sip.

The way he was not pressuring you into telling him strongly impacted your decision that you truly wanted to tell him. Nevertheless it made you nervous, you shifted in your seat as you silently rehearsed the words in your mind. Ah fuck it you thought. With a visible gulp you summoned the courage to tell him.

„I was..“ your voice was wavering a little but you forced the end of your sentence out. „..actually having a panic attack.“ you informed him.

„Sorella, a panic attack? I am so sorry.. May I ask what happened?“ his thumb began rubbing gentle patterns over the back of your hand.

„I.. Yes. I think the incense has triggered something.. a memory..“ you trailed off.

„The incense? So you have a negative connotation to the smell of incense, is that it? Would you like to explain what exactly triggered that conditioning?“ His hands squeezed yours softly, encouragingly.

„I.. uh, yes.. It was our former pastor. He was a tyrant. He was very strict with me and the other girls when we were altar servers. He made our life a living hell…“ your voice faltered, still hesitant because he doesn‘t know of your catholic past and the fear of his distaste for finding out about it is still very present in you.

Copia nodded solemnly, his face painted with pure sympathy and kindness. "Cara, I'm so, so sorry. And I can imagine it was hard for you to tell me what happened just now. I am grateful you trust this old cardinal like that."

A beat passes.

"I hope that here in this church you will find the true meaning of faith and believe. Because I am sorry to say, but I don‘t think your former Church was a rightful one.“

Another breath of silence. You could feel he wanted to say more, but refrained from doing so because he didn‘t want to overstep and cause you to close off again.

„I.. you are right.. it was..“ you wanted to tell him everything right now but instead you just stared at him.

„Sorella, are you alright?“ Copia asked.

„Yes.. yes it‘s just.. Cardinal, can I tell you about my past?“ you decided to try to let him in more at this moment. It took a lot of courage, but his fingers curled around your hand. It felt so warm and familiar. It was now or never.

„Always. I hope you know I am always here if a sorella needs to let out something weighing her down. Whether it be something you‘re struggling for a while now, or just a silly rush of anger, I always have an open ear for you.“ The Cardinal added another sentence quickly. „I am Cardinal, after all. I take confessions, and I take my job very seriously.“

You gulped in an attempt to swallow your fear. „I am actually not a Sister of Sin at all. I am a devout Catholic, always have been. I grew up in this town as the child of a pastor. I was raised to worship the father, the son and the holy ghost and not to give in to sinning or revolting against our lord and savior's words.“ A moment of silence hung in the air and you continued. „When I came here to this institution, I didn‘t know it was a Satanic Church.. I was.. I am still scared..“ Anxious thoughts swirled in our head as you feared his next words.

The Cardinal waited patiently, his eyes never leaving yours. You looked at him with a frown, trying to read his expression, looking for a hint of discomfort or even disgust. When he finally opened his mouth, he pulled your hand closer, wrapping his second one around it additionally. The cardinal leaned back in his seat, let go of your hand for a brief moment and took another sip of water. His slow movements without saying anything made you almost gasp out in exasperation. The glass thumped against the surface of the wooden table and he made sure to retake your hand before he spoke up again.

„Sorella, actually I think I have to make a confession to you. I have to admit I am not surprised to hear that. In fact I have expected something like this. I knew all this already.“ his expression composed and casual.

Your mouth fell open, lost for words your eyes bore into his.

„What? You did? And you never told anyone? Do you not want to kick me out now?“

As you watched the Cardinals face closely you could tell he was being genuine. It was that very relaxed and calm attitude to your revelations that had your mind in a whirlwind of confusion. How could that little secret of yours, that you tried to guard around your new workplace, appear to be an open book for him? Were you that obvious? You tried to think of any instances where you might have given yourself away but none came to mind.

The cardinal smiled and chuckled, „Kick you out? But what would we kick you out for?“

„Because I am Catholic.. Have you not sworn to fight against the Catholic church? I am your enemy.“

The Cardinal sat back up straight. „Listen to me, Sorella, we are not enemies. Our Church never wants to fight against anyone. We are not at war with the Catholic Church. All the hostility that is between us is one-sided. We have no reason to hate Catholics.“

Copia licked his lips, his tongue barely tracing over his upper one before continuing. „It’s just that we do not believe in their beliefs. It would be against one of our core beliefs even. Everyone has the freedom to choose their beliefs. We respect that. And as long as you are not resolutely acting against our rules in the ministry there is absolutely no reason to kick out such a wonderful addition to our community such as yourself.“ his cheeks heated up slightly but when his eyes saw your expression he knew it was the right thing to say.

He didn‘t know why, but as he looked at your face your eyes were glossy, and he wanted to cheer you up more. Sathanas , something must have possessed him to speak those next words to you.

„Since you’ve graced these halls with your presence, the ministry is glowing again. Every day I wake up, I look forward to seeing you roam around these walls, and I am not the only one.“ His mind went back to the words he kept hearing in the ministry. You’d caught the attention of everyone in the ministry, even of the old fart Papa Nihil himself, but especially of the male half of the Clergy. The Cardinal blushed slightly and stopped himself before he would start rambling.

This time it was your action that surprised him as you launched forward into his body as you wrapped your arms around his neck in a strong embrace.

„Thank you Cardinal.“ you pressed your face into the crook of his neck.

His mind blue-screened, and it took a long moment for him to regain his senses. He gently but awkwardly put his own arms around your waist and rubbed your back soothingly. Just as he was about to melt into your body you pulled back, clearing your throat.

„I am sorry Cardinal, uh.. I didn‘t mean to.. I am sorry if I overstepped.“ You sat back in your chair next to him.

„Eh va tutto bene, bella. Non c'è bisogno di preoccuparsi. (It is quite alright Sister. No need to worry.)“ He switched to Italian as his mind was still half blanked out.

„I‘m sorry, what?“ you asked as you waited for him to explain.

„Ah shit, ah no, it is alright Sister. I am happy to be of help in any way. I‘m always here for you, so please, do come and see me if you need to.“ He smiled awkwardly as he slowly rose out of his seat.

„I should get back to my chambers now. I would hate to keep you up any longer.“ He gestured to your clothes as you were obviously ready to head to bed. „Besides, I have a few things to organize before tomorrow.“

„Yes, yes, of course, I am sorry, I didn't want to keep you away from your duties, Cardinal.“ you bowed politely as you walked him to the door.

„Good night Sorella. Sleep well and get some rest.“

„Thank you. You too, and promise me not to stay up too late to work, yes?“ you smiled at him brightly

„Sì, sì Sorella. I will not, prometto. (promise)“ He smiled and crossed his fingers and you closed the door.

When the lock clicked, the Cardinal’s back fell back against the wall right next to the door, head hitting against the bricks and his eyes closed as he had still not processed what just happened. Not only was he correct about assuming you were the little girl from all those years ago, no now he had felt what it was like to have you in his arms. Your body against his and it made his mind go all over the place. You felt so right in his arms — it felt like finally coming home. You made him feel like he was lost all of his life, and now that you were here, he finally found his purpose. You . It was you all along that he was missing. He finally pushed off the cold surface, walking towards his own quarters, a happy skip every few steps thinking about any incense alternative.

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[user-without-a-cool-acronym]

If you don‘t already dislike Tannerfishies due to questionable online behavior and being a transphobe, he has once again plagiarized

it is known that he did this in the past, taking content from smaller creators without crediting, but i couldn’t find any links to the original posts, to point that out at, but now i have an example right at my doorstep. So yesterday i made a post with pictures from the newest ninjago magazine, including a page where lloyd has a vision of a blood moon, as a premonition for season 2.

So today i open youtube and see a video by Tannerfishies with a suspiciously similar picture in the thumbnail. I look, because maybe someone else also saw that comic and they have their own ideas and lo and behold:

I know that it is the same picture, because the background is the exact same one, which is a mat i had lying around at home. The only difference is that he put some english translations over the german text, so props to him for that, but everything else is the exact same. Now this may have just been forgetfulness on his part, so i put a comment with a link to the original post under the video and within the minute it is deleted. After multiple failed attempts with the same conclusion i give up

I know this is by no means a big problem or in any way important and there are people who have been plagiarized in much, much worse ways (i‘m not even sure this technically is plagiarizing), but it‘s just annoying, especially since videos using bigger sources often credit those in the description (although those also often lead to those sources reposted on his own instagram). So if you needed a reminder: don‘t give Tannerfishies money, this is pretty boring on a list of the stuff he did, he is also a transphobe and has done some other strange stuff in the past and is overall in many cases what can be best described as a content mill

#ninjago #fuck tannerfishies #incoherent ramblings #i guess #sorry #just had to let off some steam #it‘s just a dick move

[yaesnovels]

hello!! can i req 11 (fluff) with 12 (smut) from the prompts for childe please 💓

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ denial | tartaglia / ajax

used prompts: fluff 11; "you‘re in denial." - "i am not in denial!" & 12 smut: "shut up!" - "why don‘t you come over and make me!"

✧. ┊    suggestive (ish) ! i wasn't sure if you wanted some smut here too but i felt like i wrapped it up quite okay like this! if u do wish some smut for this, please let me know !!

“hello there, sweetheart.”

immediately, you rolled your eyes when you heard his voice. what was he even doing here? you had thought he wasn’t even home when you had arrived to tonia’s place with her and wanted to study for your finals with her. ajax ruffled through your hair and laughed when you protested, hitting him so that he would pull his hands off of you. 

“aw, why are you being so mean to me today, sweetheart?”, ajax asked. being your best friend’s older brother, he appeared to have decided to make the entirety of your life miserable – with his existence. 

“isn't this just my regular way of talking to you? i’m not being mean to you”, you shrugged, rolling your eyes once again as you tried to focus on your textbook, marking a few important keywords in it to revise those later again. 

“maybe, but to me, it’s just yet another proof of something”, he booped your nose with a confident smirk on his lips. 

“oh, pray tell, what may that be?”, you asked, just hoping he will be done annoying you soon and would leave you alone. 

“you’re in denial, sweetheart. you’re in denial of the fact that you actually like me”, ajax replied, smiling brightly at you. 

for a moment, you just stared at him. the next, you started laughing out loud. 

“i am not in denial about anything, ajax. i never was and i never will be, especially about you.” 

wise words. 

unfortunately, he was right. despite the fact that he was constantly annoying you with his stupid actions, the thought that he did that because he enjoyed spending his time with you (his words!) made you feel something.. good.  

you had no words to describe this feeling; all you knew that you liked the warm feeling of his body next to yours. you liked the way he’d sometimes sneak up his arm around your shoulders during movie night at tonia’s place and get hit by a pillow coming from her as she caught him doing so. 

you didn‘t like the fact that this was happening to you, though. 

“denial looks so adorable on you, sweetheart. you’ll get there soon, though. i’m sure”, he grinned and patted your head as if you were a child. this pissed you off more than it should’ve and you slapped his hand away. 

“shut up!”

“make me, sweetheart”, he smirked. “my sister isn’t here right now, why don‘t you come over and make me shut up?” 

“you know what, ajax? screw you, i’m obviously not going to do that, asshole”, you snapped, collecting your stuff and hastily putting them into your bag before you left the living room, wanting to move to tonia’s own room, despite the desk being smaller there. you were so angry with yourself for falling for him so easily that you didn’t even hear him call out for you after you were inside of the room. 

“hey, y/n!”, ajax yelled, grabbing your arm to turn you around to face him. “look, i’m sorry. i realize that i’m taking it too far with the teasing and i will stop, i promise. please, don’t cry, sweetheart, i’m sorry.” 

you hadn’t even realized the tears running down your cheeks, until he pointed them out. he pulled you into a hug, patiently waiting for you to calm down. 

“my offer for you to come over to my room still stands, you know that right?”, he said, making you laugh, “just for movies and ice cream, though, i just want to make sure you’re doing okay, yeah?” 

“mhm, sure”, you replied sarcastically and nodding then. “alright.” 

yeah, you were being sarcastic. 

things turned out serious quite fast, actually. 

before you even had realized what was going on, you were straddling him, while he was kissing you oh, so gently. you didn’t even know how things turned out this way. 

all you knew was that his kisses had you feeling dizzy in the most amazing way imaginable. 

“you” - kiss - “are” - kiss - “so” - another kiss - “beautiful.” 

your heart was beating so fast and you felt so dazed that you didn’t even know what to reply to him. how did you never know that his kisses were probably the best you would ever have in your life? 

“guess it was me who managed to shut you up now, huh?”, he chuckled, still a bit breathless from your intense, yet soft make out, making you bury your head against his neck. 

“shut up”, you mumbled and lifted your head once again to kiss him again. how did he already make you so addicted to the way he felt against your lips? how were you already addicted to his taste? 

“for you, always”, ajax replied before he gave in once again, softly caressing your cheek with his thumb as he was kissing you some more… 

until you both jumped, as you heard the front door unlock and tonia yell out your name, neither of you knowing how to explain your messy hair and both your swollen lips.

#. flowers for : tartaglia ! #genshin impact #genshin impact fanfiction #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact smut #genshin impact tartaglia #genshin impact childe #tartaglia fanfiction #tartaglia fluff #tartaglia smut #childe fanfiction #childe fluff #childe smut #tartaglia x you #childe x you #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader

[evvlevie]

Evies first-aid-kit for shifting: a patch and a kiss for overwhelmed shifters who want to shift using the law of attraction/assumption

Hi, Hello my beautiful people! Long time no see from your favourite shifting blogger (and I am deeply sorry for that). What have I been up to? Well I enrolled in Uni today and the weeks and days leading up to this event were quite stressful, which wasn‘t really helpful in terms of shifting plus my focus was just on completely different things. Based on the fact that I am back on my shifting grind, I realized that I fell back into my frustration loop, and because my angels tell me to be of service for other people I am returning to my blog to be serving the people who need me most: desperate shifters such as myself 🤪🥰. So what are we doing today? I will motivate you, calm you down and guide you in how to function once desperation and frustration gets to you, so let’s start 🫶🏻

So we all know and hate this cycle: you are demotivated, frustrated, doubtful and you don‘t know where to start or where to continue. You go on tumblr or other platforms (I really hope you stay the fuck away from TikTok tho if it’s not for motivation) for advice and soak in all of these new and different bits of information on how to shift or how to manifest using the laws and you get tangled between all of this and you just lost yourself in what to do and what to think. And then you ask yourself: what am I supposed to do exactly? Well that’s what I am here for. Here is your patch:

Step 1: Chose your mindset and stick to it.

The Fun part about the universe and your reality is that you create it. Reality, or well, the 3D-Reality is just your thoughts pushed out as a manifestation. Anything you think of will manifest. Now that you got the clay, get to form it. Decide on what affirmations you will use to remind yourself, that you can shift/ did shift/ shift easily and whenever you want to. There is no certain affirmation that will do the trick because it’s your clay, so form it however and with whatever you‘d prefer. The key word is REMIND. By law: anything you want is automatically yours. Do not use affirmations as some sort of magic spell that is supposed to get it to you. Use it as a reminder that it already belongs to you. Once you decided on how you want to affirm, you get to the part where you actively do it. Remind yourself as often as you need that you already are in your desired reality, and that the 3D that you see right now is just the old manifestation, and the new manifestation is the one that counts.

Step 2: Stop waiting for it.

This is something even I still struggle with: it’s the waiting period. It’s a habit that once you affirm you already live in your DR, you fall into this mindset of „okay so when is it coming“. This mindset is exactly what can fuck up the whole manifestation all together. Why would you wait for something you already have? If I was to buy a bottle of deodorant and then go home I wouldn’t be sitting at home being like „damn when is this bottle of deodorant going to be in my possession?“. Because the „buying“ is the manifestation. I know how hard it is to accept it: but you never need to do anything more than wishing for it, in order to manifest and receive it. But I can tell you from all of my life experiences that this is quite actually all it ever took for me, to get what I wanted. I wanted a certain dude to be my boyfriend? Got him. I wanted to live in a certain city? I have a job there now. I want a place in that university i have been dreaming of? I have it. I don‘t feel like going out today? My friend cancels out of nowhere. Stuff like that. The law is natural. Manifestation and therefore shifting, are natural. The law works FOR you. Stop waiting for things you already have. Stop spreading energy of lack when you are looking to attract fulfillment. You wouldn’t be waiting for the phone that you are looking at right now to finally be yours when it already belongs to you.

Step 3: Why do you keep starting over?

I know you do. Don’t even try to deny it! I know you are waking up in your CR and think to yourself: oh shit it didn’t work, I guess I just did something wrong in my manifestation, I should start over to make sure I do everything correctly! I‘ve been there way too often, trust me. I wake up in my CR and immediately go: well I should be there so why am I here? And this initial feeling of failure is leading you to assume you did something incorrectly, so you think you should treat the universe like a wifi-router and just restart it. But here’s another question: why don‘t you just persist in your manifestation? Why are you assuming that you are in your CR when you could instead not let the 3D Phase you and just assume you are in your DR? Why do you let what you SEE determine EVERYTHING? If assumption is manifestation, chose to assume in your favor and the trick is done. If you want to be in control, then take it, and control it the way you want to. Starting over is as if you were to drive in circles: just take the steering wheel and drive the route you want to take, and don‘t let other things like passengers fool you into driving in a circle. Just persist and trust in it. Who cares if you woke up in your CR? You assume you woke up in your DR and you move on. You catch your negative thoughts and flip them in your favor, no big deal! No progress is lost because your old manifestation made you believe you didn’t have what you want. We both know you already do.

Step 4: Resolve the blockage you set yourself.

Sometimes we can’t shift because we stand in our own way. We have limiting beliefs, lack of motivation and some of us have fears. Fears that subconsciously can keep you from shifting, for many reasons. Maybe you are afraid you won’t ever return so you don’t let yourself go in the first place. Or you are afraid you will miss someone, or you are fearing for your CR-self and wether or not you will be okay without your conscious in it etc,etc. There are many emotions, fears and beliefs that can be the thing standing in your way, and sometimes it can be quite good to just ask yourself why or what could be the problem. A lot of the times you can look for angel numbers (what people don’t realize is that any number can be an angel number. If you feel a certain connection upon seeing something or your intuition tells you: THIS IS A SIGN, just Google the number and the angel meaning behind it and you can receive a message you need to hear). On other occasions it can be quite helpful to just inform yourself on the topic of shifting, you can for example dm me, or send me an anonymous ask and I might clear some things up for you (or any other blogger obviously 🫶🏻).

And here is the kiss:

I know you want to finally shift. It’s okay. But everything is only energy and your thoughts is what creates reality. Which is amazing because that means one thing: you are 100% capable of doing it. Isn’t that amazing? You just have to want it, accept it as yours, and move on with life. What could be easier than that? Of course you can always look into other methods and soak your big brain with even more information but promise me not to give up on your shifting journey and to keep persisting for the life of it! I believe in you, I want to help you and I need you to keep going. Because coincidences do not exist and you did not learn about shifting on accident, and you did not go for it if not at least a part of you believed in it.

Lastly, I wanted to thank every single one of my 300 (😭😍) followers, for following, reposting, reading and commenting on my posts 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 you are the reason I keep doing this and you are the reason I enjoy doing it so much!

Yours in every reality,

Evie <3

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