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#laurent leclaire smut
melodygatesauthor · 5 months
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Painted
Laurent LeClaire X f!Reader
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Summary:
You're a woman alone at the bar and you witness an argument between a husband and wife. The wife leaves, and you're left alone with her sexually frustrated husband.
Tags/Warnings (for entire series):
NSFW, dubious consent (reader doesn't say yes to Laurent but it's clear that she's into it), smut, a tiny sprinkle of angst, pussy eating, blowjob, playing with cum, p in v creampie, sex with a stranger, unprotected sex, semi-public sex.
Word Count: 2.7k
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You saw the whole argument unfold. The man shouting at his wife in the busy Paris bar. She, clearly filled with disdain for her spouse, climbed on the table and spread her legs for him. He undid his belt, pulled his thick cock out and tried to bring it to life. You wondered if he was struggling because he’d had far too much to drink, or if the couple hated each other so deeply that she didn’t pique his desires any longer.
Either way, after she left, you were the last person in the bar, and he looked right at you.
He sauntered over, wiping a bit of drool off his chin as he got closer to you. Your breath hitched in your throat and you felt your cheeks burning. He chuckled, breath stinking of alcohol as he brushed the back of his index finger over your neck.
“Your skin is soft,” he commented, biting his lip. “I’d love to paint you.”
You didn’t protest as he lifted your rear onto the table behind you. His fingertips brushed over your inner thigh, trailing along until they reached your underpants. His breath trembled as his face drew closer to yours.
“You wouldn’t tell me no, would you?” He tucked a finger into your underwear and started pulling them down your legs carefully, as if he were still waiting for you to push him away. He discarded them, putting both hands on your knees and parting your thighs wide. “You’ll always keep these legs open for me, won’t you chérie?”
“Mm,” was all you could mutter as you felt the fat tip of his cock pressing against your entrance.
It had been so long since you’d been in the company of a man, and your eagerness was made apparent by the slick arousal dripping out of you. It clearly wasn’t the drunkenness that made him flaccid, the man had no issue spearing through your tight hole like it was his. He breathed out a moaning sigh, rolling his hips at an even, lazy pace.
He leaned in, mouth closing over yours as he shoved himself deeper, hand reaching under your leg to push it back, spreading your thighs wider for him. You gasped, mouth open over his while the bar was filled with your sounds. He nipped at your bottom lip, his other hand sliding up to grab your breast which was still trapped behind the bodice of your dress.
“Your body is so beautiful, sweetheart. Such a shame I don’t have time to really admire it,” he chuckled, slipping his tongue past your lips and entangling it with yours.
He pushed you back, mouths parting before you could protest, so your spine was flat along the table. With a swift tug, he gripped where your dress concealed your breasts and pulled it downward. Both of your tits spilled out, bouncing in time with his thrusts. His flushed cheeks became more prominent with his drunken grin. A low groan emerged from his lips as he leaned down to catch one of your nipples in his mouth.
“Oh, sir, oh god!”
He sucked and bit at your nipple like he was desperate for it. His body moved faster, both hands reaching down now to hold onto your hips for leverage. You couldn’t feign modesty anymore, your pleasured screams filling the empty bar and likely spilling into the back streets of Paris.
“Oui, mon chérie, keep squeezing yourself around me like that and I shall paint your insides white,” he whispered against your breast.
You grabbed the edge of the table, spine arching backward and legs spreading wider as he drove deeper into you than before. You felt him reaching the deepest parts of your center, the tip of his cock brushing in a smooth motion against that spot inside of you that made your body tremble. You were weak, a distinct tingling pooling in the pit of your core and spreading all over every inch of your skin.
“Oh god, oh-my-oh-oh!”
In an instant you came. Your entire body gave in to the sensations around you: his mouth over your breast, his tongue flicking masterfully at your nipple, his hand holding onto your outer thigh and squeezing it tightly. You felt everything as though every nerve ending in your body had caught fire.
“Your face is perfection at the height of your pleasure,” he whined, the tone of his voice heightened as his orgasm drew nearer. “The next time we meet, I s-shall, oh-for-god’s-sake, I shall have you touch yourself so I can paint the exact moment when you…”
His hips slammed into yours one final time. A series of choked gasps filled the bar as he made good on his promise to paint your walls white with his hot spend. You liked that feeling of being filled up, even if it was just a stranger at a bar. Perhaps you enjoyed it all the more because it was just a stranger at a bar.
He remained for a moment longer with his body leaned over yours, lips peppering sweet kisses along your sternum as he worked them back up to your neck, your jaw, and then your mouth. His drunken kisses were still sloppy, but you never wanted them to stop.
“What a sweet little muse you are,” he whispered. “I’ve not felt this warmth in my heart for a woman in some time, chérie. I will come back for you every night until my legs no longer work, and you will let me paint you every time, won’t you?”
You nodded, feeling his cock fall out of your hole as it softened. The sound of cum trickling from your cunt tapped like a leaky faucet on the stone floor. With another feather soft kiss, the man stood back from you, looking down at your body with a hooded, lusty gaze. He hardly managed to button his pants, let alone replace his belt, eventually giving up on it all together. 
Without another word exchanged between either of you, he stumbled out, leaving you there on the table to wonder if he would ever come back to ‘paint you’ again.
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To your relief, he did come back, and this time when he saw you he was sober. He had an artist's satchel with him, and he led you to a back room of the dingy bar where no one wandered. The lighting was dim, and you could smell something foul, but you were happy to see the man again. You tried to kiss him, but he interrupted you with a finger to your lips.
“I want you to remove your clothes and sit in that chair for me,” he said sweetly.
Without a word you nodded, beginning to remove your clothes. You dropped your dress and undergarments in a heap on the floor. You walked over to the chair and sat as instructed.
“May I know your name, sir?” You asked.
He chuckled, “and ruin the allure that comes with such mystery? I think not, chérie.”
You had to admit that there was a bit of added appeal to the man when you didn’t know his name at all. He could be anyone, from anywhere, who had done anything, and you’d never be the wiser. There was something very exciting and tantalizing about that prospect.
He set up his kit, several brushes and pigments at the ready. You wondered if the barkeep let him paint in there regularly, as he seemed to have an easel and canvas ready to prop up and start his work. He walked over to you, kneeling down by your feet and running his fingers up your calf and to your knee. You felt your breathing grow shallow as those daring fingertips made their way between your closed legs, his other hand coming up to do the same.
“Open,” he cooed, assisting the spread of your thighs with his large hands prying between them. “Wow,” he mused, “what a wondrous beauty.”
He looked up at you, pretty brown eyes glistening in what little light the dim room afforded you both. He kept your gaze while he leaned forward, the tip of his distinguished nose brushing against your already swelling clit. Your lips parted for a wavering breath. Your hand instinctively moved to tangle in his dark locks. His hot breath melted over your folds.
A moan rolled through him as his lips made contact with your cunt. His tongue slid between your slit, and a sharp gasp punched out of your lungs. You gripped his hair tighter, your hips arching into his mouth as if what he was giving you wasn’t enough. He hummed, facial hair brushing against your thighs softly while his head moved to hit all the right spots.
“S-sir I…oh I can’t…oh-god!”
Save for your pleasured panting, the only other sound in the room was his messy slurping as your arousal coated his face. Every now and then the man would look up at you, eyes caked in a pussy-drunk hunger unlike any you’d ever seen. His grip tightened on your thighs, and his nose continued rubbing in delicious circles around your sensitive clit.
Two of his delightfully thick fingers worked between your pussy lips, sliding slowly forward until he was curling them inside of you, all the while he was working his tongue around your swollen nub. You thought you might fall over, using his hair and your grip on the chair beneath you to establish some sort of stability as your body shook.
He added another finger, somehow managing to fit all three inside you and pump them into your hole until you were nearly choking on the air that filled your lungs. It was all so much, the sensations overwhelming until they washed over your body in waves. You felt your cunt contract, juices gushing around his knuckles and coating his hand while your walls squeezed over him. You moaned, eyes rolling back and you struggled to keep yourself from falling over. 
The man looked up at you again, rising on his feet just enough to catch your mouth in his. You could taste yourself on him and after enough hungry kisses, your flavor was gone. He pulled back from you, lips swollen and glossy in the light. He stepped back, unbuckling his pants quickly.
“I bet I can make you look even prettier for your portrait, don’t you think, sweetheart?” He asked, running his fingers over your arm and down to your hand, guiding you off the chair and onto your knees.
The floor was cold and the rough surface made your knees ache, but you didn’t have much time to think about your discomfort before his cock was in your face and distracting you from your thoughts. You knew what he wanted, of course. After all, there was a reason you were on your knees. You wrapped your fingers around it as best as you could, not quite able to meet your thumb on the other side. You lapped the tip, gulping down a sweet bead of precum that had collected there.
“I know you won’t disappoint me, chérie. I’ve had enough disappointment to last a man a lifetime. Take it all for me, and don’t hold bac-k-k.”
He moaned deeply the moment your mouth wrapped around his dick, lips sliding down until you reached the base, relaxing your throat to take the entire length. The thickness of him throbbed inside you, and you felt his hand reach to the back of your head to guide you back. He started churning his hips against your face, gagging you on every inch as his length stretched and filled your throat again and again.
You felt tears start to slip down your cheeks, the salty flavor landing along his cock for you to taste while you kept going. The smell of his musk made your mind go numb with desire every time your nose brushed along his soft tuft of pubic hair.
“You’re going to make the prettiest little model for me when I’m finished aren’t you? Oh this mouth, this mouth of yours is divine.” 
You hummed in acknowledgement while he continued fucking your throat. You felt your clit burning with arousal, begging for your touch. Your fingers wandered, slipping between your thighs to quell the ache as it grew. With a gasp your lips slipped off his cock, the strings of your slick saliva connecting you to his red tip. He thrust back into your mouth, his pace even faster.
“Don’t do that again, I need to feel that sweet tongue along every inch of me, sweetheart,” he rasped, a distinct whine playing in harmony with his usual baritone.
You kept your mouth on him, moving your fingers in circles around your clit in time with his thrusts. You could feel him twitch inside of you, cock leaking more of that sweet and savory taste you craved. You felt his body shaking, his movements becoming sloppier as he got closer to spilling into you. There wasn’t anything you craved more in that moment than to have him fill your belly with every bit he could.
Again you found yourself a mess, eyes rolling back in your head and body quaking as your orgasm ripped through you. You kept your mouth around him, the feeling of his cock in your throat felt even better when you were in a mind-numbed state of ecstasy. He fucked faster, the bruising pace gagging you and causing more tears to fall down your cheeks in streams.
He was there. He was right there…
You were shocked, and mildly disappointed when he pulled out of you, shooting hot spurts of his precious cum all over your body. Your face wasn’t the only part of you painted by him, he covered your tits, your neck, and even your thighs.
“There,” he sighed, licking his lips as satisfaction washed over him. “Now go back to your chair, my precious little muse. And keep those pretty legs parted, I want to make sure I get all your best features.”
You slowly stood and strode back in your chair, spreading your legs like he’d told you to. He pulled his pants back up, walking back to his canvas where you saw him grab a small dish and a brush before walking back over to you. He knelt down, holding the dish under your cunt and using the brush to collect your arousal into the porcelain bowl. 
“W-what are you–”
“Sh,” he smirked, looking up at you with a mischievous grin. “I’m trying out a new medium, chérie. Keep quiet and let me work.”
He collected your slick until he had a small amount in the dish. He took a bit of his own cum, still decorating your skin in various areas of your body, and he began mixing it with yours.
“Now don’t move, oui?”
You nodded, “oui.”
You watched as he painted, using both your juices to mix the pigment powders he’d brought with him. His eyes darted over the top of the canvas from time to time, narrowed in concentration as he worked. His spend dried on your body and face as the time went on, and you started to feel a bit chill, though you didn’t dare ask to put your clothes back on.
After quite some time he stopped, stepping back with a proud grin sporting his handsome face.
“Come see,” he whispered excitedly.
You walked over to see the painting the man had made of you. It truly was breathtaking, though it was clear the medium wasn’t binding well with the pigment. There were cracks from the dried slick, causing the paint to flake. A heartbreaking sight, but something about it made the creation all the more beautiful. The art piece was temporary, like a quick and wonderful thing that was never meant to last.
Like two strangers meeting a couple of times in a bar only to one day part ways, never to meet again.
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jayke0 · 6 months
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My clothes would be gone.
This scene is my roman empire fr.
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ninebluehearts · 2 years
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hi! could you please do “You look so good with my hands wrapped around your neck” and "get on your hands and knees, right now" prompts with Laurent?💖
Omg- I sure can! I'm so sorry this took me forever to write- instead of telling everyone what went wrong and why I haven't been active lately, I'll just tell you this.
I gave myself bangs.
Again. 😀👍
Taglist: @ethanhoewke and @giona45-5 (figured you'd wanna be tagged in works involving your hubby 😉💕)
You stood in front of your full sized mirror holding two necklaces; one in each hand. You held them up to your neck one at a time to figure out which one matched your dress the best. Laurent had insisted on taking you out for a night on the town tonight and you wanted to look your best.
A small knock sounded from the door before it slowly pushed open. "Y/n? Are you dressed yet?" Laurent walked in, but kept his eyes squeezed shut, dramatically waving his arm around so he didn't run into anything, even though he knew every room in the house like the back of his hand.
You looked at him in the mirror and shook your head, a wide grin spread across your face. "Jesus Christ Laurent, will you please open your eyes and help me pick a necklace?"
Laurent chuckled as he shut the door behind himself. "Just being a gentleman." He walked over and gently snaked his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. "What are my options?"
"Well, I have this silver one, which would go well with the blue flowers on my dress. But I also have this gold one, which would go well with the pink flowers."
But as you continued to hold up each of your necklaces and go on about how either of them would match your dress, Laurent slowly slipped his hand up the front of your dress, humming along to your words as he began to press kisses to the softest parts of your neck.
"But I think that the silver one-" You froze as Laurent's hand wrapped around your throat, his eyes focused on you as he watched from the mirror. "What are you doing?" You released a quiet gasp as he gently squeezed your throat, your eyes fluttering shut.
"Mon chérie, you look so good with my hand wrapped around your neck.." Laurent pushed your head to the side with his finger against your jaw, leaning down to press a passionate kiss to your lips. He continued a rhythm in which he would squeeze your neck for a few moments, then release when it began to be too much. He somehow always knew when it started to become unbearable.
You pulled away to catch your breath, both from his kiss and from his hand. "Where did all of this come from?" You said with a nervous laugh, your hand pressed against your chest in an attempt to calm your racing heart.
"I don't know, honestly. You just look so good in that dress.. Are you okay? Did you like that?"
You looked at him through the mirror with a smirk. "I think loved it."
Laurent bit his lip, thinking of a way to respond. "Fuck it." He reached out and grabbed your arm, spinning you around before pulling you into another fervent kiss.
When you pulled away to catch your breath once again, Laurent moved his lips down to your neck instead, wanting to be as close as possible. "Fuck, baby, I need you so bad." You mumbled, your fingers knotting themselves into his raven hair.
Laurent picked you up and walked over to the bed in three long strides, dropping you onto the mattress. You stared up at him in shock, watching the quick rise and fall of his chest as soft pants escaped his lips. "Get on your hands and knees. Right now."
Your eyes widened as he unbuttoned his shirt, never once taking his eyes off of you. "Do we have time?"
Laurent leaned forward and kissed your forehead, gently shaking his head. "Not tonight, my love. But I promise we can try again tomorrow."
You slowly nodded, leaning up to press another kiss to his lips, trying to keep things slow and gentle this time. "I love you." You whispered once he pulled away again, keeping his face less than an inch away from yours.
Laurent reached down and grabbed your hand, pressing a kiss to the back. "I love you too, mon chérie."
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boredzillenial · 4 months
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blue-sadie · 6 months
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.Marvel.Universe.
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Platonic = 🌼 Fluff = 🌺 Smut =🌹 Lime =⚘️ Angst = 🥀 Yandere =🍁
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After Class Punishments - Moon System 🌹
Reflections - Moon System 🌹
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Incorrect Quotes
Crusty... What? - Bucky, Natasha
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Drabbles
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Oneshots
Drive On - Jake 🌹
Take A Breather - Miguel 🌹
Blood Flood - Peter 🌺
Combos
Save Him - Moon System 🥀🌺
Three For The Price Of One - Moon System 🌹
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Series
Different Versions Oscar Isaac Characters: Moon System, Marcus, Shiv, Basil Stitt, Jonathan Levy, Llewyn Davis, William Tell, Cecil Dennis, Robbie Paulson, Outcome 3 (David), Santiago Gracia, Kane, Nathan Bateman, Leto Atreides, Poe Dameron, Peter Malkin, Bassam, Prince John, Orestes, Laurent Leclaire, Oscar Isaac
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Modern Day
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Omegaverse
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Apologizing After A Fight - Moon System
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thisisarcanereverie · 2 years
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Can I request NSFW 1 & ❤ with Jake Lockley?
P.S. I love your Moon Knight Fic!!
Against the Wall (Jake Lockely (Main) x Reader) SMUT
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Warnings: Smut, MINORS DNI, semi public sex?, quickie, pussy slapping, jealous Jake Lockely (he is a goddamn warning), semi Mirror kink, possessive, Jake talks spanish and only spanish during sex, little to no plot, dom Jake, Jake talking to Steven and Marc during sex, google translate since I'm not fluent in Spanish.
“Jake!” you whisper scolded him as you felt your boyfriend's hands wander sneakily over the curves and contours of your body. To anyone else it would simply seem like stereotypical PDA, but you knew Jake. And the false innocent look in his eyes while his lips turned upward to his signature devilish grin only confirmed your suspicions. You looked over the counter to where your friends were chatting with each other, in their own little world. Completely unaware of your boyfriend’s movements becoming increasingly bolder. 
“Si Mami,” he whispered in your ear, his hot breath ghosting over your skin causing goosebumps to rise in their wake. 
“I know what your doing,”
“Hmm,” he hummed as his lips ghosted over the shell of your ear as he took in a deep breath, savoring the fresh scent of your conditioner, “and what is it that I am doing?” 
“You're feeling to see if I’m wearing any underwear.” You bluntly stated quietly, you could feel the vibrations of his chest against your back as you felt him laugh. As he stated plenty of times before, he didn’t love you for your subtly. 
“And?” 
“And what?” you asked before stifling a small squeak that let out as you felt him give your ass a pinch. 
“And you’re not.” 
Heat traveled to your face as you began to stutter. The truth was, it was laundry day and since the man behind you has little to no regard for your underwear and views them as a hindrance, most of them were in tatters from being ripped off of you, the rest were in your hamper. His large hands worshiped you, hidden from everyone's view. Your heart was racing a mile a minute as wetness pools in between your legs as his fingers brushed over where you needed him most. Just as you were about to suggest a quickie in the bathroom your redheaded friend Liz called you over to rejoin your group. You tried to smile at her as you felt Jake's forehead fall to your shoulder in frustration. Reluctantly, you break out of his hold with a drink in hand. You tried to ignore the need building in you as you sat casually on your couch, adjusting your sundress in the process. 
“You won’t believe who Chrissy ran into the other day!” Liz excitedly said, practically bouncing up and down on the couch. You looked over at the dark haired woman across from you. 
“I saw Laurent.” 
“Laurent,” you said astonished, “you mean Laurent LeClaire?” She nods in confirmation, “I thought he was all the way in Paris?”
“We talked a bit, apparently he’s here for business one of his artworks is being auctioned off at this big shot charity gala.” Chrissy said with a cheeky look in her eye, “he asked about you.” 
“Oh?” You said slightly surprised, oblivious to the man beside you looking intently between you and Chrissy. Growing more and more curious about this Laurent, that asked about you. 
“Who’s Laurent?” Jake asked. 
“An acquaintance,” you tried to brush off as you saw Chrissy and Liz snicker. 
“I’m pretty sure ‘acquaintances’ don’t pin each other against the wall with their tongues down the others' throat.” Liz snickered, all in good fun as your face flushed as you looked over tentatively to Jake. To anyone who didn’t know him, they would think he was jealous. You, however, knew Jake Lockely. You knew from the way his eyes were darkening and watching your every move, one thick eyebrow raised, his legs spreading ever so slightly, his chest puffed out, biting the inside of his cheek, and his arm resting against the armrest of the chair adjacent to you. You knew you were in for a very long night tonight. That you should probably stretch and get drinks and snacks ready beforehand. 
You were in the middle of saying a silent farewell to your pussy when you saw Jake stand up from the chair, letting out a small polite ‘excuse me’ before heading towards the bathroom. About a minute later, your phone vibrated in the pocket of the dress. You pull it out and read the message that had your legs clenching together slightly. 
“Five minutes.” 
“Don’t make me wait.” 
Your leg bounced excitedly as you diligently watched the time go by very slowly. Honestly, only Jake (Marc & Steven) made you like this. Counting the minutes until you can slip into the bathroom for a quickie. You barely paid attention to the chatter going on around you as you covertly looked over at the clock. When five minutes passed, you tried not to seem too excited as you excused yourself. 
You walked over to the bathroom and before you opened the door Jake had already opened it and pulled you in. All at once his lips were on you, leaving wet kisses down your jaw and groping you through the material of your dress. You let out a small moan before putting your hand over your mouth to stifle the sound. Something Jake did not appreciate, he moved you over to pin you to the empty wall beside the door taking both of your hands in his one and pinning it behind you as he pressed your front against the wall. You gasped at the feeling of cool tile against your bare chest and the warm feeling of Jake's chest on your back. You wiggled your hips back for some kind of friction, only for him to groan and grip your hips firmly. 
“Paciencia Mami,” his hand slowly bunched the skirt of your sundress to your waist, exposing your bare ass, you heard him suck in a breath as his hand kneaded the soft flesh, “Manifica, mirate buena para mi.” His hot breath tickled the back of your ear as all at once you felt him in you. You let out a loud moan as you felt yourself pleasantly stretch around him. Jake's grip on your wrists and waist becomes bruised, you were positive that they were going to leave marks later on that you would look back on and blush at while he would just look smug. 
He stayed still in you for all of five seconds before pounding into you ruthlessly. You barely felt him pull out before slamming back in, the room was filled with his moans and him saying filthy things to you in Spanish. However, you could barely concentrate on what he was saying, all that you could think of was how pleasant the tenor of his voice was, how it sent shivers down your spine and need to your core. You felt your nipples perk and rub against the tile of the wall which only added to the pleasure you were feeling, the coolness of the wall and the warmth of him contrasted against each other always keeping you on the edge. 
You were about to cum, the coil wound itself tightly in the pit of your stomach and you were sure they could hear you in the living room. 
“Ver este,” You hear him say, you look over to where the mirror was on the opposite wall, groaning at the image of you fucked out and at his mercy; and him with his possessive demenor, the way he held you screamed that you were his. “Así es como se hace.” Before you could ask, you felt him release your hands from behind your back and pin them above you while his other hand went from your waist to rub furious circles on your clit. Your face was pressed against the wall further as tears started to prick your eyes. God you were right there, tereting on the edge of pleasure and pain as the coil in your gut was so tight, just begging to burst. 
And with one harsh thrust you came undone, uncaring about the innocent guests in your living room as you screamed Jake’s name. Your heartbeat sped up as Jake continued to pound furiously into you. Giving you no reprieve as your second orgasm was already building before you recovered from the first one. You couldn’t form a coherent thought let alone a sentence as the pressure re-wound itself in your lower abdomen. “Una vez,” he moaned into your ear, “más puedes hacerlo.” 
Your second orgasm came by surprise, although you could feel it building, it wasn’t until his rough and calloused hands gave your abused clitorus a light smack and ripped your release right through you. Your sudden organsm sent Jake into his own, moaning lowly as his hips stuttered as he gently fucked you both through your release. You stayed like that for a while, with him holding you up as his chest laid against your back. Trying to steady both of your breathing and calm your nerves as your limbs refused to stop trembling from the aftershock. It wasn’t until you felt your phone buzz in your dress pocket that you were brought back to reality as your eyes widened as you saw your face turn bright red. You reached into your pocket only to find messages from your friends in your group chat. 
“Y’all are nastyyy - C”
“Damn, sounds like the dick is good - L” 
Liz put a fainting gif at the end of her message. You groaned in embarrassment as you read their messages further teasing you, before letting you know that they had gone home to give you guys some “space” to bone further. You made a note to apologize to them later as you turned your phone off before putting it back in your pocket. By that time Jake had recovered and had set out on cleaning you up. Pulling himself out with a wet plop, and some dark perverted part of him wanted to push his cum back in as he saw it leaking out of you. But decided there would be time for that later. 
What you thought that was gonna be it. 
Oh hell no, he still has a few more rounds in him before he’s through with you, but first and foremost he was gonna take care of you, he was gonna clean you up, cuddle with you on the couch because he was certain your guests had left already after hearing loud moans from the bathroom, let you regain some of your energy before pounding back into you. 
You shivered as you felt the warm wet rag clean up your combined juices as you turned around, massaging your sore wrists. 
“So what was that all about?” You asked, still trying to catch your breath as he helped walk you over to the couch, not fully trusting your legs to carry you there. 
“Just proving a point.” He said grabbing you a throw blanket. 
“Oh?” You said to accept it, “and what would that be?” he leaned in close, just enough for his breath to hit your ear. 
“That I am the only man allowed to pin you to a wall.” he pecked your cheek before retreating to the kitchen as you’re left there gaping like a fish. All of that because of something Chrissy said about catching you snogging against a wall with a fling. You bit back the urge to laugh as you thought about how childish your boyfriend(s) were. 
And how you wouldn’t want it any other way.
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Angst
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Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)
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Fluff -❤️ Angst -❤️‍🩹 Smut -❤️‍🔥 Non/Dub-con -😈
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Painted - ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹😈 (mild dubious consent)
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30 fics for 30 days in April
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A/N: Hey guys it’s finally here!!!!! I’m so excited to share all of these with you!!! Each number corresponds to the day of the month that it comes out on- all titles are subject to change because I’m indecisive as hell lol- also as always any fic marked 18+ means only the people over the age of 18 can read them- please don’t break this rule I have had to block a ton ton of people because of this and I still want to be able to let minors read my non explicit content- so please be considerate of me and how I could get into trouble and be considerate towards others who’d be affected if I had to make this blog 18+. Anyways- that aside I hope y’all enjoy all of these!!! Most of them are based on requests which will be linked and for most I’ll be adding an additional description once they are posted. My requests are still open as well so if you have anything you’d like to see in he future feel free to drop it into my inbox- and during the month of April since most of these are prewritten I may write and post a second fic if I feel inspired to write and post it- I’m just going to go with the flow. Wow this is too long lol- hope y’all enjoy! Main Masterlist Join my tag lists
1) April Fools~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: Spencer needs to one up Reader just as he’s about to loose a prank war (18+)
2) Spooks~ Raymond Wadsworth x Female Reader: Raymond starts sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong at the next haunting he’s investigating. (18+)
3) Dog Person~ Javier Peña x Gender Neutral Reader: After Javier mentions being a dog person it gets Reader thinking
4) Dressed in Crimson~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader (Royalty AU)- Spencer is a stable boy with a passion for learning and Reader is the princess of the palace that he serves in. They’ve been in a secret relationship, the two grow restless about not being able to be out in the open. (18+)
5) Converging Parallels~ Spencer Reid x Single Mom Reader: based on this request- the first option
6) Kid~ Poe Dameron x Female Reader: Reader can’t get Poe to stop calling her kid so she’s tries a new method while they’re arguing (18+)
7) Cinematic Coincidences~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request from @andiebeaword
8) Origins~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on a request given to me by @imagining-in-the-margins request pic below
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9) Party Play~ Chip Taylor x Female Reader: based on this request (18+)
10) Paint me~ Laurent Leclaire x Female Reader: Reader asks Laurent to take the paint off the canvas for once- inspired partially by @propertyofabelmorales valentines fic for Laurent
11) Soured Nostalgia~ Spencer Reid x Reader: based on this request (18+)
12) Question and Answer~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request
13) Woodland Adventures~ Santiago Garcia x Reader: Santiago and Reader have a vacation to get away from everything. (18+)
14) A Snowy Morning After Part 2~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: requested by @dreatine (18+)
15) Part 3 to Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader Series- Description on Series Masterlist linked (18+)
16) Made to Match~ Frankie Morales x Gender Neutral Reader: Frankie gets you a gift so you can stop stealing his hat when he needs it (though he still likes it when you wear his on occasion lol) (18+)
17) Postmarked in the past~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: based of this request and is part 4 for my unlinked Spencer Reid & Letters Series
18) Training Wheels~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request (18+)
19) A Hair’s breadth~ Javier Peña x Female Reader: based on this and this request (18+)
20) Chili Cheese Fries~Franklin (MGG in beginners luck) x Gender Neutral Reader: Franklin tries to make bowling alley food taste better for a date.
21) Shining Bright Above You~ Spencer Reid x Male Reader: based on this request
22) Punishment Deserved~ Abel Morales x Female Reader: based on this request by @propertyofabelmorales (18+)
23) Unwind in the Vines~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request by @lexieshuntingsstuff
24) Unintentionally Unrequited~ Lesley (MGG from hot air) x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request
25) Erotica Explained~ Spencer Reid x Female Reader: based on this request- has elements of other fics and characters I write for (18+)
26) Manicured~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request
27) Tiny Vessels: Spencer Reid x Female Reader: based on this request by @zhuzhubii (18+)
~UPDATE I GOT SICK AFTER THIS AND WAS UNABLE TO FINISH THE LAST THREE- THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE~
28) Handblown~ Oberyn Martell x Female Reader x Ellaria: Basically Ellaria testing out new toys on and with Reader while Oberyn watches. (18+)
29) Between the Lines~ Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: based on this request made by @90spumkin
30) April showers bring May flowers: Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader: When Spencer was in prison there seemed to be only rain but when Spencer gets exonerated flowers begin to bloom again.
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All works: @shotarosleftpinky @oreogutz @90spumkin @kyra-morningstar @s1utformgg @takeyourleap-of-faith won’t let me tag you for some reason All MGG characters: @muffin-cup @willowrose99 Spencer Reid/CM: @calm-and-doctor @destiny-tsukino @safertokiss @slutforthegubes @onlyhereforthefanfics Javier Peña/Narcos: @pascalesque Sub Spencer: @thatsonezesty13 @pastathighs @virtualpeanutartisanjudge @calm-and-doctor Dom Spencer: @rainsong01 @evlfknb Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde: @rainsong01 @dreatine @secretpickleprofessordean @evlfknb Letters Series (group of unlinked fics series master list under MGG master list): @whoreforthebau @sierraraeck @90spumkin
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Hiya. If you haven't yet seen the 2013 erotic thriller In Secret starring Elizabeth Olsen, Oscar Isaac and Jessica Lange I highly recommend it. I've watched it twice in the past month. Lol.
Oscar's character Laurent Leclaire is so sensual, so devious that I decided to write a short, filthy little fanfic starring you, the reader, and him.
Laurent is sexy evil personified, sigh.
The setting is 1860's Paris. The story takes place before Laurent meets Elizabeth Olsen's character Therese. You are a young (nothing illegal, you are 19) virgin artists model that gets seduced and absolutely ravished by the dominant, more worldly Laurent one evening in his studio when you are posing for him.
Warnings, female receiving oral sex, dominance, frank descriptions of painful virginity loss, rough sex, language, not for anyone under 18. Just pure, gratuitous, thirsty smut. Lol.
But it's set in the Victorian Era so that makes it classy? Lmao.
Touch and taste
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Things started out fairly innocent enough. You met him at your older sister's dinner party one evening.
He is a friend of your sister's husband, they went to school together.
Your sister is much more outgoing than you and at 19 you are still unmarried, having never even held hands with a man before.
You live with your sister and brother in law in an old but tidy home in Paris. You are middle class and the home is well decorated and furnished. Your sister is expecting her first child and you are looking forward to helping care for the infant.
The two of you have a warm, loving relationship.
Even for the Victorian Era you are painfully shy, your sister had to beg you to come to her party.
There are several single men there and she's trying to find you a suitor, a potential husband.
He was an artist, and his name was Laurent Leclaire.
You sat across from the mysterious, brooding man and as you attempted to make small talk with the other guests you couldn't help but notice from the corner of your eye how he looked at you.
It was like Laurent was studying you, taking in your shy, delicate beauty. When your eyes finally meet he flashes you a devilish little smirk that sends a shiver down your spine.
Your face turns bright red and you immediately look down.
In the glow of the candlelight you can make out his absurdly beautiful chiseled features. His curly hair, dark eyes, and of course that smile. He made you feel things, unfamiliar feelings that terrified you somewhat. You feel a twinge, an ache, coming from somewhere inside of you. Somewhere where good, Christian women don't normally get those feelings
"Oh dear, what's wrong?" Your sister asks, noticing your flush.
"It's nothing". You reply quickly with a nervous giggle.
"Perhaps I've imbibed in too much wine, I'll be fine".
"Oh my it's getting worse!" The older lady sitting next to your sister exclaimed.
You happen to catch a glimpse of yourself in a mirror hanging on the wall across from you. Indeed the flush has gotten worse, your pale cheeks are as red as cherries.
"Let's get you upstairs". Your sister insists, helping you get to your feet.
"No I'm fine". You reply, sounding slightly irritated.
"You look terribly unwell". Your sister continues. "Come with me".
You reluctantly follow your sister upstairs to your room. You have to pass the handsome stranger on the way by, and you could have sworn you felt his hand brush yours, and then down the soft velvet of your skirt.
Once upstairs your sister helps you undress. You crawl into your bed and she brings you a cup of warm tea.
"You have a fever". Your sister frets as she lays her hand on your forehead.
"Quit fussing over me I assure you that I'm fine". You reply, smiling a little as you begin work on the embroidery project that was waiting by your bed.
"How am I ever to find a suitor with you making me leave the party early?"
"There's noone suitable there". Your sister replies sharply.
"What about the dark haired gentleman across from us?" You inquire, a slight smile creeping across your face.
"His name is Laurent and he is nothing but trouble". Your sister snaps back. "Stay away from him, I mean it, he will ruin your reputation".
Your sister's harsh words surprise you a bit, but you now have a name, Laurent, and you are also intrigued by your sister's stern warning.
Ruin my reputation? What on earth does that mean? You wonder as you nod off to sleep.
The next morning you are awakened by the familiar smell of food cooking and the sound of men talking. Sleepily you leave your bedroom and step into the hallway.
It's him again. You catch a glimpse of Laurent talking to your brother in law in the foyer. You immediately duck back into your bedroom and hastily get dressed.
You dash down the stairs quickly, brushing past Laurent. You look at him and flash a shy smile, he smiles back warmly.
You enjoy a nice leisurely, breakfast with your sister, brother in law and Laurent. You catch him glancing at you again, your face turns a light shade of pink.
Afterwards Laurent catches you alone in the foyer. You formally introduce yourself, Laurent kisses your hand.
"Your features. They're so classically pretty, like a sculpture". Laurent tells you as a rather seductive smile appears on his handsome face.
"I'd like to, if you wouldn't mind, paint you".
You giggle nervously at his proposition as your face turns pink. Laurent gently touches your flushed cheek,
you look at him and say nervously, "I'll do it".
"Wear that beautiful velvet dress you had on last night, and the pearl earrings too". Laurent replied, looking into your eyes.
The next afternoon you nervously arrive at Laurent's small flat/art studio, which was only a short walk from your own home.
As soon as he opens the door he smiles brightly and takes your hand. He leads you to a small room, where you sit on a chair in front of an easel.
Laurent sits next to you, looks deeply into your eyes and says,
"Tell me more about you, y/n, I like to learn more about my subject before I paint them".
"There isn't much to say really". You reply quickly, your face turning bright red again. "I'm 19, from Paris, I love my sister and brother in law. Both our parents passed years ago."
"You get embarrassed around the opposite sex, don't you?" Laurent pressed, taking your hand in his and stroking it. "You're so innocent like a child, but at the same time I know you're curious".
The man has read you like a book, you gasp a little at his words and start to tremble noticeably. Laurent leans over and kisses you gently on the cheek.
"Can I kiss your beautiful lips?" He continues, his breathing changing a little due to his own arousal.
"I've never done this, kissing". You reply, the heat from the lower part of your body becoming almost unbearable. "You'd have to show me".
"Open your mouth a little bit". Laurent orders, stroking your cheek with his strong hand. "Follow what I do".
He passionately kisses you using his tongue, you're shocked but quickly mime what he is doing. One of his hands drifts to your lap and he starts to stroke the wetness that is hidden by your pantaloons.
"Undress for me, I want to see my beautiful subject, all of you". Laurent orders, not asks.
You are so caught up in the moment, in him, that you obey his commands.
Noone has ever seen you like this, male or female. Well, maybe your sister. Definitely no men. You are trembling a little as you stand before him.
Laurent uses a paintbrush to trace and tease your body, you can see his hard manhood through his trousers.
"Let's go into my bedroom, I want to touch and taste you". He orders.
You go into his bedroom and recline on his bed. Laurent undresses, revealing his lean, muscular body.
His hard cock looks massive, intimidating, you've only seen them in medical journals and you've had no idea that they were this large in person. Perhaps it's just his own personal endowment.
Laurent kneels between your trembling legs and gently spreads them.
"It looks like an orchid, a fragile, pink orchid, it's so beautiful". Laurent tells you as he teasingly massages your intricate folds that are peeking through a thick patch of hair with his fingers.
He leaves you for a moment and grabs a sketch pad, he uses charcoal and quickly sketches your womanhood. When Laurent is done he shows you, you gasp a little and say, "I've never seen this side of myself".
"Can I touch and taste your petals?" Laurent pushes, you can see the desire burning in his eyes.
"Taste? What do you mean?" You ask, innocently having no clue what he means.
"Let me show you". Laurent purrs, leading you back over to his bed. "Tell me where you want my tongue".
You relax on the bed again, you gently spread your legs and he kneels before you and spreads them further.
He touches his tongue on your sensitive bud, causing you to immediately tremble from pleasure.
Laurent begins to suck and lick your frilly inner lips, you moan with delight from the intense sensation that you are feeling spread throughout your body.
What he's doing to you feels so good yet so sinful, and dirty.
Laurent's tongue moves down further, and he hits a barrier, your hymen is still intact and fairly thick, he gives it a gentle little flick with his tongue.
He then buries his face into your hairy mound, taking in your sweet, musky scent, the tip of his nose brushing against your wetness.
Your scent makes him moan from delight, Laurent is showing you just how much he savors and appreciates the female anatomy.
He teasingly strokes your innocence with his finger, being extra careful not to penetrate it or break it.
It's almost like he's in awe and aroused at that little barrier.
"My cock needs you, I need to feel this". Laurent begs, you can see the precum oozing from his hard tip.
"It's for my husband". You reply quickly and nervously.
"Noone cares about that anymore, especially in this city". Laurent tells you with a quick laugh.
You are so worked up and attracted to him that you relent, he spreads your legs again and positions himself on top of you.
Laurent starts to enter you, you gasp and sputter in a mixture of agony and pleasure as he slowly penetrates you, both of you can feel the moment your hymen breaks, spilling a considerable amount of blood on his sheets.
"Does it hurt?" Laurent asks.
"Yes". You reply, tears rolling down your cheeks.
"Good". He replies, thrusting into you harder.
With your legs wrapped firmly around his waist Laurent fucks you, hard. The pain quickly turns to pleasure as you become more comfortable with his body.
When he cums he fills you with a fairly large load as he moans and sputters. Afterwards Laurent spreads your legs again, and sticks his tongue deep inside of you, tasting a mixture of your juices.
Your sister is correct. If Satan himself walked the earth his name would be Laurent Leclaire. The man is so virile, so charming and so handsome that even you, the shy, innocent virgin relented to his charms.
Afterwards with his help you get redressed. As he's lacing you into your corset Laurent gently kisses and nuzzles your neck, muttering about how beautiful you are.
You sit with him through the night and he does indeed paint your portrait, as promised.
"You touched my hand and dress when I was walking by at the dinner party, didn't?" You ask, your face turning pink again.
"Of course". He replied, chuckling a little. "I wanted to see if you were as soft and delicate as you looked. Your silken hand felt just like the beautiful fabric of your gown".
"Why the pink background?" You continue, smiling a little.
"The pink represents the blushing of your cheeks". Laurent explains, sounding like every bit the serious artist. "And the colors of your beautiful petals, you are truly a masterpiece of God's creation".
The end
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A december writing challenge that I will try. If you want to send me one of Oscar Isaac’s characters and a day to write for, go ahead! If I don’t get any prompts, I will be writing my own choices. Ask me if you wanna be tagged!
Female reader or GN reader only please!
I’m more comfortable with female reader, but I can easily write gender neutral. Male reader, however, I am NOT comfortable writing for too many reasons to state here.
Just a warning, I’m not big on cities, so this will feature mainly rural/country settings.
Warning. There may be religious themes in some of these, which I will tag accordingly.
** indicates smut, both light and heavy.
Day 1 - Baking || Vanilla, sprinkles, and chocolate flavored kisses. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader)
Day 2 - Frozen Lake || Cold hands, Scarves, and Snow.(Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader) **
Day 3 - Hot Chocolate || Marshmallows, warm hands, and soft smiles.(Abel Morales x fem!reader)**
Day 4 - Cozy Cabin || Patterned rugs, soft blankets, and warm baths.( Santiago Garcia x wife!fem!reader)
Day 5 - Fire Places || Fuzzy socks, soft rugs, and hands intertwined.(Pt.2! Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader .sequel to You’re handsome with snowflakes in your beard.)
Day 6 - Blanket Fort || Fluffy pillows, movies, and snacks(Modern!Poe Dameron x pregnant!fem!wife!reader)
Day 7 - Catching a cold  || Tissues, savory soup, and cuddles.(Llewyn Davis x fem!reader)
Day 8 - Snowed In || Candles, snow drifts, and quiet.(Mikael Boghosian x fem!reader)
Day 9 - Sledding || biting wind, cold noses, and laughter(Laurent Leclaire x fem!reader. Canon era.)
Day 10  - Winter Market || Murmuring crowds, rows of stalls, and the smell of food.(Blue Jones x gn!reader)
Day 11 - Snowball Fight || Heavy breathing, footprints in the snow, and warm hugs.( Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 2! sequel to Kisses of Chocolate.)
Day 12 - Lonely  || Gloomy skies, soft blankets, and a warm fire. ( William Tell x fem!reader)
Day 13 - Warm Bath || Bubble bath, soft music, and gentle hands. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 3! )
Day 14 - Homemade Meal/Cooking || Savory spices, hot meals, and family. (Mikael Boghosian x wife!reader)
Day 15 - Sleigh Ride || Sleigh bells, foggy breath, and the smell of cedar.(Nathan Bateman x fem!reader)
Day 16 - Mistletoe || Warm lights, smoke, and friends.(Jonathan Levy x fem!reader)
Day 17 - Gingerbread || Icing on their cheek, smell of cinnamon, and playful kisses.
Day 18 - Sunsets || Golden hour, towering pine trees, and warm coats.
Day 19 - Movie Nights || Laughter, snacks, and cuddles. (Nathan Bateman x fem!reader.)
Day 20 - Hiking || Rough ground, crisp morning air, and sunrises.
Day 21 - Sweaters || Cozy feelings, goosebumps, and comforting hands.
Day 22 - Unique Traditions || Smiles, acceptance, and making memories.
Day 23 - Proposal || Nerves, candles, and a tasty meal.
Day 24 - Holiday Traffic || Car horns, comforting words, and snow.
Day 25 - Lazy Mornings || Soft blankets, familiar arms, and the morning light.
Day 26 -Furry Friends || Shining eyes, the pitter - patter of paws, and that fuzzy feeling in your chest.
Day 27 - Roasting Marshmallows || Roaring bonfires, laughter of friends, and gooey marshmallows.
Day 28 - Huddle for Warmth || Warm bodies, steady breaths, and comforting feelings.
Day 29 - Holiday Lights || Holiday music, bright colors, and joy.
Day 30 - Fireworks || Loud booms, sparkling light, and a breathtaking kiss.
Day 31 - Wild Card || write anything you want!(Victoriano ‘El Catorce’ Ramirez x fem!reader)
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artemiseamoon · 3 years
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Oscar Isaac
All things Oscar! Check by character.
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🥰 fluff | 🥺 angst | 🔥 smut | 🔪 violence /fight scene
Steven Grant | Moon Knight
Marc Spector | Moon Knight
Jake Lockley | Moon Knight
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Santiago Pope Garcia ( Triple Frontier)
William Tell (The Card Counter)
Llewyn Davis
List here
Laurent LeClaire - In Secret
The Art of Passion (Laurent LeClair x ofc)
Preview, 1 , 2 , 3 🥺🔥🥰 (oh hiatus)
Poe Dameron - Star Wars
F reader x Ezra x Poe
No love too intimidating
Poe x ofc x Mando
Azure (on hiatus)
Duke Leto
moondust (fall 2022)
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freelancearsonist · 4 years
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WIP List
Here’s a collective of everything I’ve got cooking (in no particular order):
Bud Cooper
- Domestic pregnancy fluff
- Flithy hot dom!Bud railing reader on every surface of the house while her husband’s away on a business trip
- Bud and his hotel maid 👀
- Mob Boss!Bud
Poe Dameron
- A short series of single dad!Poe after reader dies during childbirth
- College!AU based loosely off of “Community”
- Shut Up part 2 (pegging/sub!Poe)
- Poe taking care of a group of refugee kids
- Best friend!Poe offering reader her first orgasm
- Pornstar!Poe
- Reader and Poe have a very steamy goodbye the night he leaves to fight for the Resistance and then he comes back a year later and reader has a baby
- Reader and Poe arguing and he casually follows her into the shower to continue the fight (smut ensues)
- Poe catches reader reading a smutty novel and they reenact scenes
- Reader being tag-teamed by Poe and Rey
- “FO!Poe taking you over his desk and he doesn’t even stop fucking into you as two of his pilots come into the room to talk to him about some last minute details for a mission and he somehow manages to keep his voice steady and level and face neutral like he’s not balls deep in you” thank you Hadley :)
- “Being a princess and Poe is head of your transportation and security” (smut)
Santiago “Pope” Garcia
- A 9-part series with Romanian!reader based on the album Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap by AC/DC (and if you’ve heard the song “Squealer”... woof)
- Santi almost dies on a mission, and when he wakes up in a hospital bed he decides not to wait any longer to tell reader how he feels about her
- The group takes a vacation at a lake house and Santi finally makes a move on reader
- Dad!Santi and Dad!Frankie getting into a very passive-aggressive war with the PTA and a bunch of Karens
- One second Santi and reader are sparring and the next they’re dry humping on the floor
- Bartender!reader falling hard for karaoke master Santiago
- Marathon sex in a mountain cabin while trying not to get caught by the rest of the team
- Strip poker with Santi and the boys
- Miller!reader getting WRECKED by Santi while her brothers are nearby
- You and Santi get it on the night before he leaves and then when he comes back a few years later you have a surprise
Orestes
- Pregnancy smut/fluff (pretty much a second part to Now and Forevermore)
- Reader leaves Alexandria before the battle between Christians and Pagans because it hurts too much to watch Orestes fall in love with Hypatia. But then Orestes flees Alexandria after Hypatia’s death and there’s a reunion
- “what if you were feeding Orestes grapes or something and things got a little flirty and experimental and reader and Orestes end up eating fruit off each other’s bodies 👀” YES ANON THIS IS HAPPENING
- Modern!AU based off of ABBA songs
- Siren!reader, I don’t make the rules
Blue Jones
- Blue getting dommed so hard he almost breaks
- Part two of Blue getting dommed so hard he almost breaks
Evgeni Kolpakov
- Evgeni asks reader out as a dare from a coworker because she’s really pretty but then he falls really hard
Llewyn Davis
- Victorian!AU
- Dad!Llewyn with a bunch of babies :)
- Love confession and very very very soft smut the night before Llewyn leaves for Chicago
- Soft bath time
Nathan Bateman
- Very kinky dom!Nathan
- Canon-compliant origin story because why not
Mikael Boghosian
- You get one night with Mikael before his arranged marriage
- A few years after the events of the movie, Mikael has a successful clinic in America and there’s this one beautiful and interesting patient who he keeps falling deeper for every time she comes in :)
- A lil bit of cockworship 👀
Abel Morales
- College student!reader who interns at Standard Oil and has a little side thing with the boss ;)
Laurent LeClaire
- Mortician!reader who benefits from his... uhhh... habits
- Super secret Halloween thing that I’m not allowed to talk about yet
That’s a whole lot of WIPs!
And my requests are always open, so send in more! I’m going to try to keep this updated as best I can, so if you send a request in it might be a good idea to check here every once in a while to make sure I got it (you all know how Tumblr likes to eat asks ;-;)
If you have any questions about anything ever, just let me know! My inbox is always open :)
Last Updated: 10/02/2020
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mulvs · 4 years
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Request!!
Hey there!
I am dedicating this blog solely to writing fanfiction.
I seem to struggle with writers block and would really appreciate requests from you guys! I will list the people I most enjoy writing for but feel free to request anyone, I may not be able to write it for you if I don’t know the person requested or feel I wouldn’t do a good job portraying what you want. But I shall try my very best!
CHARACTERS:
INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS:
- Sgt. Donny Donowitz
- Lt. Aldo Raine
- Sgt. Hugo Stiglitz
- Hans Landa
- Shosanna Dreyfus
- Frederick Zoller
- Bridget Von Hammersmark
- Lt. Archie Hicox
- Major Dieter Hellstrom
- PFC Utivich
- PFC Hirschberg
- Cpl. Willhelm Wicki
- Perrier LaPadite
- PFC Omar Ulmer
STAND BY ME:
- Gordie Lachance
- Chris Chambers
- Vern Tessio
- Teddy Duchamp
- Richard “Eyeball” Chambers
- Ace Merrill
- Denny Lachance
- Billy Tessio
- Charlie Hogan
MISS PEREGRINE’S HOME FOR PECULIAR CHILDREN:
- Enoch O’ Connor
- Miss Alma Peregrine
- Jacob Portman
- Emma Bloom
- Abraham Portman
- Olive Abroholos Elephanta
THE MAZE RUNNER:
- Gally
- Newt
- Thomas
- Minho
- Teresa
- Frypan
- Alby
- Ben
- Zart
- Brenda
- Aris
- Janson
- Jorge
- Vince
- Lawrence
TWILIGHT:
- Bella Swan
- Edward Cullen
- Jasper Hale/Cullen
- Emmett Cullen
- Rosalie Hale/Cullen
- Alice Cullen
- Dr. Carlisle Cullen
- Esme Cullen
- Victoria
- James
- Laurent
- Jacob Black
- Seth Clearwater
- Leah Clearwater
- Sam Uley
- Charlie Swan
- Paul
- Emily
- Jared
SONS OF ANARCHY:
- Jackson “Jax” Teller
- Tara Knowles
- Gemma Teller
- Nero Padilla
- Clay Morrow
- Harry “Opie” Winston
- Lyla Winston
- Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz
- Filip “Chibs” Telford
- Kerianne Telford
- Bobby “Fat Elvis” Munson
- Alexander “Tig” Trager
- Happy Lowman
- Wendy Case
- George “Ratboy” Skogstrom
- Herman Kozik
- Rane Quinn
- Otto Delaney
- Keith McGee
- Cherry
- Luann Delaney
DIVERGENT:
- Eric Coulter
- Tobias “Four” Eaton
- Peter
- Will
YOU:
- Joe Goldberg
- Karen Minty
THE SOCIETY:
- Gareth “Grizz” Visser
- Allie Pressman
- Cassandra Pressman
- Campbell Eliot
- Sam Eliot
- Kelly Aldrich
- Elle Tomkins
- Will LeClair
- Bean
- Helena
- Harry Bingham
- Gordie
- Luke
RIVERDALE:
- Sweet Pea
- Jughead Jones
- Archie Andrews
- Cheryl Blossom
- Toni Topaz
- Kevin Keller
- F. P. Jones
SHERLOCK:
- Sherlock Holmes
- Moriarty
- John H. Watson
- Mycroft Holmes
- Inspector Lestrade
- Molly Hooper
- Mary Morstan
SUPERNATURAL:
- Dean Winchester
- Sam Winchester
- Castiel
- Crowley
- Lucifer
- Charlie
- Bobby Singer
- Gabriel
- John Winchester
- Mary Winchester
- Jo Harvelle
- Meg Masters
- Arthur Ketch
- Bela Talbot
- Kevin Tran
- Jody Mills
- Adam Milligan
- Chuck Shurley
I am more than happy to attempt any character on this list or not. PLEASE SEND REQUESTS! :) I am also happy to do cross-overs and ships, as well as writing two characters together. Every type of request is welcome, be it, polyamorous, gay, lesbian, smut, fluff, kink, mental illness or any other subject that may be difficult to ask for, all is welcome here and I will do my very best with the knowledge I have!
I look forward to writing your stories! Request away!
Mulvs :)
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