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supercap2319 · 6 months
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"Sky, I don't think you should handle the candy bucket this year." Y/N told him as they hung decorations around the house.
Sky looks up from his box of ghost lights and frowns. "Why not? I thought I did great last year."
"Sky, Blue eyes. You ate all the candy in the bucket. I found you passed out on the floor covered in chocolate wrappers. Let's not forget how bad the bathroom smelled after you threw up."
"That's a bloody lie!" Sky protested.
"Don't make me have a flashback."
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smittenbyvillains · 11 months
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Yandere Character Headcannons
Warnings: do I need to say?
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Valtor first sees you - He wants you. You were innocent compared to him. He went ahead and got everything he needed for you. You were going to stay innocent.
Kidnapping/taking you - He took you while everyone around you was busy. He kept you in his room. You were heavily locked in and around his things so you got used to him. No one was allowed to touch his flower.
Wants from you - He wants you to love him. He wants you to take care of him but also for him to be the one to mainly do the caring. You will become his queen that he keeps to himself.
Extra - He would reward you for doing something he wanted. He made sure you had a diary. Valtor called you his kitten, his petal. You had everything you wanted as long as you behaved.
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Lucius first sees you - He sees you as a young Professor assistant. You were working alongside Snape his friend. He was jealous of Snape. You were a beauty. To him, you were too sweet to be a Slytherin. Kidnapping/taking you - You fought hard against him. Showing how you could be a Slytherin. He liked the chase and hoped you would always keep it but also learn your place. Wants from you - He wants you to be the fire by his side. Wants you to be obeying his words and his wife. He wants to have a family with you. Most of all he wants the love and attention from you. Extra - He loves leaving marks for visitors to see. To him, you are more than property and also he can do whatever he wants. He makes sure you live up to the Slytherin name. He allows you to work but you have to live with him instead of in Hogwarts.
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mordredisacoolname · 6 months
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LA WINKS CHARACTERS: SNEAKING UP THEIR WINDOW
MALE READER
Characters: Bloom Aisha Stella Musa Riven Sky Beatrix Silva Dane
CW: mention of spicy times, age gap in Silva's part (reader is over 18)
Note: I've only watched season 1 so I'll add more characters later on
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BLOOM- she just started drifting to sleep when she heard light tapping on her window. Opening her eyes she saw you signing for her to open the window. When you slid in you laughed at her surprised look. "What are you doing here?" She had asked, but you just smile and kiss her.
Bloom will be nervous at first, but than she'll ease up and will drag you to her bed to talk, not risking anything else to not wake up Aisha.
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AISHA- she was doing her homework, quietly to not wake up Bloom who was already sleeping when she noticed you waving outside the window. She instantly started worrying as she thought something happened. She opened the window letting you in "did something happen? Are you ok?"
Reassuring her everything is fine and you just wanted to see her, she'll tell you how irresponsible you are and try to shoo you away. You will eventually surrender and leave, but not before teasing her and kissing her goodbye.
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STELLA- she was getting ready to sleep when she heard a tapping on the window. Turning her head towards it she saw you waving at her. She smirks, going to the window and letting you in. "Hey handsome" she said and kisses you deeply, feeling your hands wrap around her waist.
She has no problem with it and is happy you came. She'll invite you to bed, sitting on top of you. You'll have to be quiet, no matter what you do, but you do have your privacy as the other girls all sleep in other bedrooms.
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MUSA- she already sensed you coming up, so she opened the window and sat back down on her bed, taking her headphones off. You slid to the room and saw her smiling at you. "Hey" you said and hurried to jump on her taking her head in your hands and kissing her. "Hey yourself" she said drawing you closer to her.
She likes this hour of night, when everyone is asleep and she has her peace and quiet. But sometimes it gets lonely, and she enjoys your company, laying together, making out, and other stuff.
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RIVEN- most of the time he's snicking to you, but this time you were the one climbing through his window. You texted him to open it a few minutes before, and now he was laying in his stomach facing the other side, smoking a joint (sky was finally somewhere else, so he could smoke in peace). You went up to the bed climbing up, and squishing him with your whole weight. "Ugh Jesus" he complained while you held his wrist and took a puff, kissing his neck in the process.
You'll joke around and smoke for a bit, deciding to have fun a little bit, starting with shotguns and kissing, and than continuing your activities.
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SKY- opening the window he harshly whisper asked you what are you doing here. When you told him you wanted to hang he said "wait for me outside". Pulling his shoes on he hurried down to you and took you by the hand to a less visible place.
He likes sticking out with you but worries that someone will see you coming to his room, so you just go outside to a more private place and hang there, when he is visibly more relaxed.
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BEATRIX- she was reading a spells book when she saw you gesturing for her to open the window. She put the book aside and opened the window. Smirking, she didn't let you in yet "did you want something?" She asked. "Come on let me in" you pleaded. When you were both inside you hoped on her bed, lying on your back with your hands behind your head. She claimed on top of you and started kissing you.
She loves when you snick inside her dorm and distract her, making her worries go away and just have fun.
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SILVA- he was working on taking his gear off when he saw you climbing up to his window. With a shocked expression he opened the window and helped you gat inside. "What the hell are you doing here?" He asked stunned "just want to hang with you" you said sweetly and came up to him wrapping your hands around him kissing him deeply. "And what you just decided to climb up my window and ignore the door?" He said amused between kisses. "I didn't want Farah or Ben seeing me, it's only my second year teaching here and as far as I remember they didn't like me very much as a student"
You continued making out eventually getting to bed to do more than just kissing.
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DANE- he gaped in surprise when he saw you at his window. Letting you in he quietly closed his door not to wake up his roommate. "Hey-" he didn't finish his sentence as you grabbed his face kissing him. "Hey" you said when you parted from him. He smiled and grabbed your waist, telling you it is a pleasant surprise while you were dragging him to his bed.
You didn't snick up to his room often, but when you did he enjoyed every moment. Sometimes you just sat together rumbling about random stuff, and sometimes you did more. It really depends on both of your moods.
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maycat-19-142 · 9 months
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Helia x magma fairy comfort
A/n: I'm feeling fluffy. I finished this and it didn't save so I had to redo it😞
⚠️: fem coded, use of the pet names 'love' and 'my love'
P/n= planet name
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You were in pain
5 days ago you had gone to get the gem of bravery
And thanks to dark magic you saw an illusion of the dark winx
"You're a fake" one said "Not a real fire fairy" another spat "We have enough fire and light fairies"
You had been struggling to stay positive
What if it was true
What if you were a fake
The others were worried about you
So what did they do
They called helia the most understanding person yiu know and your boyfriend of 4 years
"Y/n" his soft voice said as you sat reading in the court yard of Alfea
His dark hair lose in front of his face yet his face was soft
No his eyes the softest
"My love, you are not ok I can tell" he said softer than seconds earlier
"I'm no your right" you said closing the book and setting it down
"I fell like of the fake winx, we have bloom she has the great dragon flame that made the magic universe, zrelka the fairy of the sun AND moon" you said your eyes watering "heck both are princess"
Helia pulled you closer to him and ran thus hand though you hair
"Y/n my love you are not at fake" he said calmly
"You are the guardian of p/n"
You sat listening to his soft words and nodded slowly
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This is based on how I think a fire fairy would feel. Have a good day and night 🌙
Pixie out 🧚‍♀️
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davidlikesguys02 · 1 year
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School Slut
Word count: 1,268
Warnings: 18+, blowjobs, rimming, choking, rough sex, cumming in ass, riding, you call Riven Daddy, Slut male reader. Shower room sex.
M/n: male name
E/c: eye color
N/n: nickname
GIF not mine
Kinktober 2022
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You open the door to the shower room and notice that no one’s in there, you walk over to your locker and unlock it. You grab your white towel and your clothes and begin to undress yourself. You put your dirty clothes in your locker and wrap the towel around your body, you walk over to the showers and turn the water on.
You wait for the water to get warm and after a few seconds you remove your towel and stand under the warm water, you wait for your hair to get wet and finally you put some shampoo on your hands and lather it on your hair. You fail to hear the door to the shower room open, all of the sudden you feel someone begin to kiss your neck. You throw your head back moaning “mhm” “you like that?” You nod recognizing Sky’s voice.
“Told you he’s a slut” you open your eyes and look to your side, you see Riven laying against the wall. Sky uses one of his hands and grips your head making you look up at him, you watch as he leans down and connects your lips. You moan into his mouth and feel as he pulls your body closer towards his, you grab his cock and begin to tug at it “don’t start something you can’t finish M/n” “you can finish anywhere you want Sky”
He looks into your eyes with lust and desire “hey what about me?” You turn to look at Riven “come here” he walks over to you and you pull him into a kiss, he pulls away from the kiss and you lean in ti whisper into his ear “I know you want to fuck me Riven” he grips your face and leans in closer “god youre such a fucking slut” you look into his eyes “you know you love it” he leans in and connects your lips.
You pull away from the heated kiss and get on your knees, Sky walks over and stands next to Riven. “You boys ready?” They both nod, you grab Rivens cock and begin to jerk him off and you look at Sky as you begin to take his cock in your mouth. You begin to bob your head up and down loving how you were making Sky moan. You take Skys cock out of your mouth and turn your attention to Rivens cock.
You slap his cock on your tongue before you take his cock into your mouth, you begin to suck Rivens cock like it was a lollipop “shit you were made for sucking dick N/n” sky turns the water off and walks behind you. He lays in the falls on the floor “raise your hips M/n” you raise your hips and watch as Sky slides under you, you feel as he grabs your hips and pulls you down towards his mouth.
You feel as his tongue begins to explore your hole, “shit Sky keep doing that M/n loves it” Riven looks down into your e/c eyes and smirks “you’re so beautiful M/n” you feel as he grabs your head and begins to thrust into your mouth. You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head from the pleasure Sky and Riven were giving you.
You turn your attention to your aching cock and begin to jerk yourself off, you moan around Rievens cock as you feel your climax approaching. “Shit I’m close M/n” Rieven takes his cock out of your mouth and begins to jerk off on your face, you feel as cum lands on your face “fuck”. You begin to roll your hips on Sky’s face and feel as the knot in your stomach finally breaks, you cum into your hand “ahhh” Sky comes up from under you and whistles.
You get up and lay your face in the cold tile, you use your hands and pull your ass cheeks apart “who's going first boys” you watch as they begin to play rock paper scissors and after a few seconds Sky comes out victorious, he walks over to you and aligns his cock into your hole.
He grabs your hips sinking you in his cock, “mhm Sky” he grabs your hands pulling them towards him and begins to thrust into you “ah ah ah” the only thing that could be heard in the showers was skin slapping on skin. “You feel so good M/n” “harder Sky” he began to thrust into you harder hitting your prostate with every thirst. “Mhm mhm” “want me to cum inside of you baby” you nod “please”
He keeps abusing your prostate with his cock making you see white spots in your vision, “Sky I’m close” “cum for me” you close your eyes tightly and feel as you finally cum all over the tiles in front of you “fuck your milking my cock M/n” he delivers one final thrust into your hole and you begin to feel as his warm cum invades your insides.
You feel as he slowly removes his cock from your hole, he lets go of your hands and leans into your neck and begins to suck on it. “You’re mine now” “I’m yours Sky” you turn around and look at Riven “your turn big boy” you watch as he lays in the floor “come to daddy” you walk over to him and lay in him leaning down to kiss him.
You align his cock with your hole and sink down making Rieven moan, he grips your hips and begins to thrust into you at a rough pace. “Riven” you roll your hips and love as his face scrunches up in pleasure. You lean down and begin to kiss him, you clench your ass and feel as he moans into your mouth. You pull away from the kiss “you like that daddy?” He nods “I love it”
You begin to shake your ass on his cock and feel as he digs his nails into your hips, “you close daddy?” “yes” you keep moving your hips and after a few minutes you feel as he grips your hips and sinks you on his cock “fuck” you feel as he cual deep inside of you “were not finished yet” you begin to rock your hips again chasing your own pleasure.
You look down at Riven and watch as he begins to let out small wines “be good boy for me Riven” you feel as his cock constantly hits your prostate and after a few minutes you finally cum all over Rivens stomach. You lean down and kiss him “you did so good for me Riven” “thanks N/n” you get up and walk over to Sky and join him under the water “we should do this again” Riven comes up from behind you and begins to suck on your neck marking you.
“You’re ours M/n” “I’m yours” the three of you begin to wash your body’s. “Well this was fun boys” “yea” they both said at the same time, you wrap the towel around your body and grab your stuff and walk out. You feel as you bump into someone on your way out “I’m sorry” “it’s okay M/n” “Silva” “M/n” you lean in and whisper into his ear “wanna go to my dorm Silva?” He grips your neck and pushes you against the wall “why are you like this M/n?” “Because you like it” you grip his growing cock through his gray sweatpants, you pull him into a kiss. “Come it’ll be fun Silva”
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zaceouiswriting · 2 months
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Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.19
Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader
Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga
Warnings: Blood
The gentle midday summer breeze over the training ground has intensified, almost to the point of becoming a storm. All the while, Cory and I stare at each other. Neither of us is willing to grant the other any form of superiority as it always has been between us. The others are still watching in tense silence. My back was turned towards most of the specialists, but I could still hear their murmurs, Congratulating Cory, but I didn't care. I stare at my sword deep in the ground. But suddenly, all I could see was blood pooling around it.
My hands shake. In the distance, I could hear the screams that, to this day, keep me awake at night and stop me from dreaming of a world without bloodshed, like all the other worlds protected by fairies. I have been weak in the past, and when I look down at my still-shaking hands, I seem to be still the same. Staring at my war-defined underarm that many had underestimated in the past, I could not feel the tingling current of faerie magic flowing through it. I never could. My childhood fairy mentor told my grandfather that it was possible that I would never reach my full potential. I was listening then. This knowledge shocked me as a child, but I was never the type to give up easily.
In the end, not only did I bested myself, but I also showed this mentor that his prediction was wrong. But at what cost?
I lift my head and can see the entire student body, but to me, they seem like corpses, just like everyone who has ever gathered around me. Carefully, I wrap my hand around my sword again. Out of nowhere, the shaking of my hands suddenly stopped. Instead of the fear and panic I had felt before, there was only clarity in my mind as soon as I grabbed the handle of my new weapon. 
My body knew what to do and how to do it. I don't even have to think about it anymore. But my opponent is Cory. He is one of the best, perhaps even the strongest, that ever existed, but I have to get him out of the hands of my scheming grandfather. He's just too big of a threat otherwise. Something has happened to him lately, and I can't lose such a valuable ally to him.
With a swift motion, I pull the sword from the ground, raise it, and point it toward Cory. His eyes are still wide open, and there are beads of sweat on his forehead. He is clearly nervous. I look at him with a grin. It almost feels like something is taking over me, but I am still in control. It's just a weird feeling.
As if automatically, I pull my sword closer to myself, the tip towards the sky, the sharp sides away from my body, the blunt part towards me. With the handle close to my body, I bow towards the blade respectfully and whisper a single word: “Nagilisk.”
Opening my eyes again, I raise my head back up and stare intently at Cory. The anger of a hundred thousand souls dwells in my eyes. He seems to think, at least judging by his wide, frightened eyes, that I wouldn't want to fight him. Perhaps the people around us who congratulate him prematurely because they think I'm an easy target have given him false hope.
After Corey realizes that I actually want to fight him, he quickly gets back into position and says the same word I had just uttered. A word or a name that probably no one here knows. But it's understandable. After all, the person behind the name was disgraced long ago and later sealed away.
With both hands on the hilt of my sword, which fits perfectly in my hands, I feel invincible. Even though it seems like a strong wind could break it into a million little pieces, I know it would rather cut through a world than break against anything.
Cory's anxious demeanor changed as soon as he assumed his position, a long sword in his right hand and a short one in his left. A double-bladed fighter. Both metal, like most of our people, he seems to always have them with him. The mightiest I've ever seen or heard of. When he was nine years old, he defeated the best in our world, a natural prodigy.
We both fill our weapons with Aura, a form of combat magic that Specialists once excelled at but are now devoid of. As I do this, I can feel something awakening within me, the very thing I have always tried to suppress. Even though I knew it could mean the end of hundreds, if not thousands, I still open myself to it.
I feel the bloodlust growing so strong that I know I can't hold it in for long. Hoping Corey would understand, I nod in his direction. Corey nods back almost immediately. Relieved that he actually seemed to understand, I let my aura flow out. When our auras collide, the pressure pushes away those too close to us.
Without warning, we both move. I could only imagine what it would look like from the outside, but one of my servants once told me: "You are faster than the wind!" But I can see Corey's swords moving at their usual speed. They are precise and look like an X, but the swords do not touch. As I quickly draw nearer to him, I see he is ready to attack. To any other person, his movements would have been unpredictable. But luckily, I'm not a normal person. 
Once I'm close enough to see myself in his metal blades, I use my agility to move right under them and come up behind them on his right side. I get so close, in fact, to Corey that I could give him a little peck on his right cheek, and simultaneously, I hit his body with my blade.
But because of our speed, we pass each other in no time. We stop where the other had started. I stand there and wait, knowing he didn't hit me, and I know he would fall any second. At least, that's what I hope. But as one second passed into the next, I grow uneasy. Did I really hit him? My gaze was still fixed on the ground, as is the custom. With my eyes closed, all I could do was wait.
Suddenly, there is the sound of something dripping, then the clink of metal on the floor, and finally, a knee hitting the floor. As soon as I hear that, I lift my head and slam my sword back into the ground. I don't even acknowledge the blood dripping from my blade.
Dust is still in the air. Not even I can see anything. So I use the moment to straighten myself out and face where I know my childhood friend's older brother should be. As I focus on the magic raging within me, my underdeveloped fairy part. My hands quickly begin to glow brown. Within a few moments, the dust falls off and reunites with the stone we are standing on.
Even from behind, I can see the gash across his torso and the blood running down his handsome, rectangle-shaped face.
The whole ground is silent. If a pen had been dropped, there would have been a loud echo. It gives me great joy because I already know that Corey is the best in his entire year. The fact that a freshman beats him so easily can only be cheating, right? If they attempt to pursue this path, they will swiftly discover it leads nowhere. It is impossible to cheat in a sacred duel where both parties are forced to fight with all their might.
Since no one is moving or even seeming to think about helping Corey, I know I have to do it myself. I move towards my opponent with relaxed steps and step behind him. Carefully, I place both hands on his broad shoulders. I slowly move my head closer to his.
“Does it hurt?” I ask him as soon as my head is right next to his.
“Very much, Your Majesty,” he replied solemnly and calmly, obviously hating that he had lost to me.
Chuckling to myself, I dig my hands a little tighter into his shoulders. “Remember this,” I tell him, just as quietly. “And never forget the oath you just swore with him. At least my life is protected from a real threat.”
Corey's head snaps towards me, a questioning look in his eyes, but I put my index finger over my mouth, signing him to be quiet. I can see his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows nervously. So I give him a wink. I straighten my back, remove my hands from his shoulders, and finally walk around him. I can feel all eyes on me, likely horrified by the brutality of the ritual. But we usually have at least two healers to ensure no one dies.
I kneel in front of Corey. His eyes follow my every move. Carefully, I touch his upper armor, which suddenly disappears at the touch. He doesn't even acknowledge it. But it breaks the silence a bit as many girls start whispering about his broad, muscular back. To be honest, I'd rave over his back, too, but I'd also do the same for his muscular, toned chest, even if I would never say it out loud. After all, he is my best friend's older brother. Luckily, I still had to scan his torso to make sure I only caused that one wound.
But this one wound is already bad enough: A large gush, deep and bleeding profusely. I could even see that some muscles and nerves had been cleanly severed. Glancing back at my sword, I'm more than surprised at its sharpness, as it looks like it couldn't even cut paper but sliced through Corey's body like butter. I feel my lips want to curl into a smile, but somehow, I manage to hold it back. But even though I try my best to suppress it, the joy of my victory ultimately overwhelms me.
“You still enjoy the misery of others. How delightful.”
With the same smile finally spreading across my lips, I gaze back at him. His face contorted in pain and perhaps disappointment. I'm not entirely sure. As I stare at him, smiling from ear to ear, which feels unnatural. 
"If I were you, I would weigh my words carefully,“ I tell him quietly. “I have more than enough reasons to cut off your head.” Corey looks at me with eyes filled with shock, but he really shouldn’t. “Do you remember earlier when I defended you against the other guy? I know full well that you have dragged my name through the mud, and even though we are somewhat friends if someone heard this and knew about my status, I would have no choice but to kill you.”
Only after finishing speaking do I notice the pressure I'm radiating. One born of pure bloodlust. Something I won in the long battles on the battlefield. As I remember my time in the war, I suddenly feel something strange on my hands. Looking down at them, I notice that they have moved of their own accord closer to Corey's open wound. As they dig up and down through the inside of the wound, enjoying the feeling of cleanly cut flesh and thick blood, I know if others see it, they would think even less of me.
I, honestly, didn't even realize I had started grinning darkly until I could hear someone whisper about it. Shortly afterward, I take my hand out of the wound and smile apologetically at Corey. The whole time, he stares at me as if I'm some kind of dark creature.
Hoping to hide my disgusting habit so that it looks like I'm just trying to help him, I place both hands on his wound, albeit unnecessarily, and cast a spell to heal his wound. “Prokstoya,” I whisper quietly. Under my hands, a thin layer of stone appears over Corey's wound, closing it. But it's not big enough. “Ulersinka,” I add to the spell. The stony patch slowly grows until the entire wound is closed. But as soon as Corey moved just a little, it was already starting to break. “Reikla,” I continue to add. The stone plaster hardens, but in the places where it already has cracks, the stone is too unstable.
“Prokstoya Ulersinka Reikla,” I chant a few times to ensure the stone plaster reappears, regrows, and hardens. But I ensure it's quiet enough that only Corey and I can hear it. Because this language is neither that of the fairies nor any other species known here. Only my family and those close to us know about it. In the beginning, more people were aware of it, but when the person who taught it became the enemy of everyone, even we had to hide it, and eventually, most people forgot it.
Luckily, it looks like a guardian fairy's magic. The spell is just at a much higher level than I should be able to use, which I could feel as soon as I look into Corey's eyes. Suddenly, my head starts spinning, and I almost pass out. I've never kissed the ground, though. As I look around, disoriented, I only see Corey, and for the first time, I'm grateful for his quick reflexes.
“Sorry,” I murmur.
“Is your body still fighting your fairy magic?” Corey tries to inquire. "I still remember the day you were supposed to cast a rock into the air, and instead, you broke your teacher's ankle because your fairy magic went wild and pulled a rock out of the ground."
As Corey speaks, I feel a blush spreading across my cheeks. This is neither the place nor the time to reminisce! Especially since he has already sworn loyalty to my senile old grandfather! So, instead of paying more attention to him, I turn to Saladin and the mistress of the Alfea Academy.
“Is that enough to show you my magic?” I ask them in a salty tone.
Judging by the silence of all the students or their astonished looks, I can assume that no one seems to doubt that I am who I said I was. But not for the headmistress. I don't know if she could see through the magic or if she just didn't want to admit that she'd made a terrible mistake, but she's not convinced, as can be seen from her contorted face.
I can't believe this woman! And yet, I can. Somehow, I knew deep down that it wouldn't be that easy. Still, it should have been enough, even if she saw that the magic I just used wasn't pure fairy magic.
“You're going to have a mock fight,” the old mistress suddenly says.
“Tomorrow, right?” I ask back. But her look was stern and gave me an answer I didn't want to get. “You can’t be serious!” I added, annoyed.
“If we don’t sort this out today, we can’t move forward.”
I feel anger rising in my stomach hearing her words. I ball my hands into fists, trying desperately to keep my anger to myself and not explode in this woman's face. I can't wait for her plan to blow up.
“Okay,” I murmur through gritted teeth. I stand back up and tower over the woman. "Who will I fight?" I want to ask so much more, but I could barely contain myself. Right now, all I like to see is her arrogant face fall as everyone realizes what a mistake they made.
“Stella!“
I look around, confused. I don't see anyone stepping forward. But when I suddenly feel pressure being put on me, I start to fear for my life. As I turn in that direction, I see the same golden-haired girl I saw on my first day in Alfea. I can feel something powerful slumbering within her. She's old enough to know about it. But does she know it? Does she know about me then? I can feel it inside her from meters away, so she must feel it, too, right? But when I look at her, she seems more dissatisfied than angry. She shows no discomfort with the power within me, which is unnatural. So she hasn't awakened yet?
“Yes, Miss Faragonda?” she asks in a dismissive, almost rude tone. This causes resentment among the crowd, as many call her disrespectful. Somehow, it feels so strange that I can't help but laugh. Stella's gaze immediately jumps to me, even more dissatisfied than before.
“We'll talk about this later, young lady!” The headmistress threatens Stella, which actually makes her quiver under the older woman's watchful eyes. "You will fight this young man. Don't worry. Neither of you will be able to seriously injure the other."
Even though she obviously doesn't want to be there or have anything to do with this situation, she still nods in agreement. She comes towards me, and even though I'm taller than her, she looks down on me, or at least makes me feel like she is. There are no greetings or anything like that. What a bitch.
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owen-writes · 3 months
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Reckless
Saul Silva x Gender Neutral Teen Reader (Platonic)
Self indulgent. Made in mind with male reader but no pronouns mentioned.
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You stride into Saul Silva's office with a smirk on your face, completely oblivious to the frustration etched across his. "Hey, Saul, got a minute?" Your voice carries the arrogance only a rebellious teenager can muster.
Saul sighs, glancing up from his paperwork. "What did you do this time?" he asks, a mix of weariness and concern in his eyes.
You flop into the chair opposite his desk, propping your feet up. "Just a minor altercation with some rules. You know, the usual."
Saul rubs his temples, "We can't keep having these 'minor altercations,' especially with your record. You're here to learn and become a specialist, not to be a troublemaker."
You roll your eyes, "Relax, Saul. It's not like I'm out there causing chaos."
He leans forward, locking eyes with you. "This isn't a joke, kid. Your potential is wasted on your defiance. I've been patient, but I'm running out of it."
You chuckle, dismissing his concern. "Come on, Saul. Lighten up. It's not like I'm the only one bending the rules around here."
Saul's stern expression deepens. "That's not an excuse. This isn't a game. You're risking not just your future but the safety of everyone here."
You lean back, crossing your arms defiantly. "I can handle myself, Saul. I don't need you breathing down my neck all the time."
He leans back, frustration evident in his voice. "I'm not doing this to ruin your fun. I'm doing it because I care about you, and I want you to succeed. But you need to start taking things seriously."
You scoff, "Taking things seriously is overrated. I've got skills, Saul. I'll be fine."
He leans back, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Skills alone won't cut it. Discipline and respect for authority are just as crucial. You're not invincible."
You smirk, unimpressed. "I'll worry about that when the time comes. For now, I'll stick to what works for me."
Saul leans forward again, his eyes searching for a way to break through your stubborn facade. "You remind me of someone I used to know, someone who thought the same way you do. It didn't end well for him."
You raise an eyebrow, intrigued despite yourself. "Oh? What happened to this rebel?"
Saul's gaze turns distant, memories surfacing. "He lost sight of what truly mattered, let his ego dictate his choices. I don't want to see history repeat itself."
You pause, the gravity of his words sinking in. "I'm not like anyone else, Saul. I know what I'm doing."
He leans back, resignation in his eyes. "I hope you're right. But if you keep down this path, you might find out how wrong you can be."
You leave his office, the conversation lingering in your mind. Maybe Saul sees something you don't. Or maybe, just maybe, you're destined to carve your own reckless path, consequences be damned.
You sneak through the barrier, convinced you're pulling off the perfect escape from class. As you emerge on the other side, a sense of triumph washes over you. However, that triumph quickly turns to dread as you come face to face with a Burned One – a creature that sends shivers down your spine.
Your eyes widen, and for a moment, you're frozen in place. The Burned One's eerie presence is suffocating. It stands there, grotesque and menacing, the scars of its fiery past evident in every charred inch.
A nervous laugh escapes your lips as you take a step back. "Well, this wasn't part of the plan," you mutter to yourself, hoping against hope that the creature won't notice you.
The Burned One turns its head towards you, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly intensity. Panic sets in, and you fumble for the magic skills you've been learning in class. "Come on, think!" you urge yourself, your mind racing to remember the spells that might help.
As you hastily conjure a protective barrier, the Burned One advances. The magic crackles between you and the creature, a desperate shield against the unknown. Sweat beads on your forehead as you struggle to maintain focus, realizing the gravity of the situation.
The Burned One, undeterred by your feeble defense, lunges forward with unexpected speed. Your heart pounds in your chest as you dodge its attack, narrowly avoiding the fiery claws. "Okay, this is bad. Very bad," you mutter under your breath, trying to think of a way out.
With adrenaline pumping, you muster the courage to retaliate. Focusing your energy, you send a burst of elemental magic towards the Burned One. It howls in response, momentarily staggered. Seizing the opportunity, you sprint in the opposite direction, hoping to put some distance between you and the relentless creature.
As you dart through the forest, your mind races with thoughts of survival. You can hear the Burned One behind you, its unearthly howls echoing through the trees. Panic gives way to determination, and you push yourself to the limits, weaving through the labyrinthine pathways of the magical barrier.
You stumble upon a clearing, and with a quick glance over your shoulder, you realize the Burned One is still hot on your heels. The realization hits you – there's no escaping this encounter. You brace yourself, ready to face the consequences of your reckless actions, hoping that your magic skills and a stroke of luck will be enough to fend off the relentless creature.
You gasp as your foot catches on a hidden root, and you find yourself tumbling to the ground, pain shooting through your ankle. Panic sets in as you realize you're vulnerable, defenseless against the approaching Burned One.
Attempting to rise, you wince at the pain in your ankle. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, you hear a fierce clash behind you. Turning around, your eyes widen in disbelief – there's Saul, standing tall with a sword plunged into the Burned One's chest. The creature lets out a final, agonized howl before collapsing.
Saul's expression is a mix of sternness and relief. He swiftly pulls the sword from the Burned One, and as the creature dissolves into ashes, he turns his attention to you. "You really know how to get yourself into trouble, don't you?" he remarks, offering a hand to help you up.
You accept his assistance, leaning on him to alleviate the strain on your injured ankle. "I didn't expect a rescue mission from you, Saul. What took you so long?"
He smirks, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "I was hoping you'd learn your lesson, but it seems like I need to spell it out for you."
Saul guides you back towards the school, his presence a reassuring anchor. "Skipping class and wandering off alone, especially beyond the barrier, is asking for trouble. You need to understand the dangers out here."
You nod, a bit humbled by the gravity of the situation. "I get it, Saul. I just... I thought I could handle it."
He shakes his head, his expression firm. "Handling situations doesn't mean risking your life recklessly. Your actions affect not only you but everyone in this school."
As you both pass through the magical barrier, Saul's tone softens slightly. "I may act tough, but I care about you. I don't want to see you hurt, and I certainly don't want to clean up after your messes."
You glance at the sword in his hand, still processing the fact that he just saved you. "Thanks, Saul. I guess I owe you one."
He chuckles, "You owe me more than one, kid. Now, let's get you back to the infirmary and hope that sprained ankle teaches you a lesson about consequences."
Walking alongside Saul, you reflect on the day's events. Maybe there's more to learn from the experienced specialist than you thought. As the lecture continues, you can't shake the feeling that this unexpected rescue might be a turning point in your rebellious journey at the school.Despite Saul's heroic intervention, the encounter with the Burned One doesn't have the expected impact on your rebellious streak. If anything, it fuels a newfound defiance within you. The adrenaline rush and the thrill of facing danger only strengthen your belief in your own invincibility.
Days after the incident, you find yourself pushing boundaries even further. Skipping more classes, exploring forbidden areas, and disregarding the warnings of both instructors and fellow students. It's as if the confrontation with the Burned One served as confirmation that you can handle anything thrown your way.
One evening, as you sneak out beyond the magical barrier again, Saul catches you in the act. His stern expression reveals his disappointment, and he confronts you with a mix of frustration and concern. "I thought that encounter would make you think twice about your actions, but it seems I was wrong," he says, his voice tinged with disappointment.
You brush off his words with a nonchalant shrug. "I can handle myself, Saul. I proved that with the Burned One."
He shakes his head, "Proving you can survive doesn't mean you should keep putting yourself in harm's way. This isn't a game, and you're not invincible."
Your rebellious grin widens, "Maybe I'm just not cut out for this goody-two-shoes specialist life. I'll forge my own path."
Saul's patience wears thin. "This isn't about being a goody-two-shoes. It's about responsibility and understanding the consequences of your actions. You're heading down a dangerous path, and I won't stand by while you self-destruct."
Ignoring his words, you slip away into the shadows, leaving Saul frustrated and concerned. The allure of rebellion, the thrill of pushing boundaries, becomes an addiction that blinds you to the genuine care Saul has for your well-being.
As your reckless behavior continues, whispers circulate among your peers about the wild specialist who seems determined to defy every rule in the book. The school's reputation is at stake, and Saul, torn between duty and a sense of paternal concern, struggles to rein in your rebellious spirit.
The question remains – will the consequences of your actions finally catch up with you, or will your defiance lead to an even more perilous situation? Only time will tell if you'll heed Saul's warnings or continue down the turbulent path you've chosen.
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gulnarsultan · 1 year
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Hi, love ❤ may I've bloom ( from winx club) with passionate, cheerful male yandere s/O , Who really loves bloom and always supports whatever decision bloom chooses. If you don't mind if you can do it with all the winx bloom friends like : tecna, stella, musa, and flora separately.
Please🙏😭 ❤❤❤.
Your work just like a magic 🪄
Hello. I'm glad you like my articles. 🥰😍❤I love to write for Winx club.🤭😉 (Especially as yandere.) Please feel free to write more requests. 💌 I hope you like it.
Yandere male reader (cheerful, passionate and supportive) and Winx club fairies.
One of the most accepting of this type of yandere boyfriend would be Bloom. Bloom happily accepts a man who will support her in every decision and be her safe harbor. Sometimes when everything comes crashing down, Bloom runs away to her boyfriend and asks for consolation. In her impatience and stubbornness, her boyfriend is the most understanding person to put up with her. So there's a good chance that Bloom is a yandere for her boyfriend.
She is another fairy who fondly opens her arms to such a boyfriend. Stella loves that her boyfriend supports her in every matter and decision. When it comes to fashion, her boyfriend listens to her advice. Moreover, she is volunteering to make her new clothes fashion show. For Stella, her boyfriend is her white knight.
I think Flora would be compatible with her boyfriend. She likes when her boyfriend gives her support and reassurance. Her boyfriend stands up for her when needed and becomes her shield. Flroa feels secure leaning against her boyfriend's sturdy body. Her boyfriend helps her with plants.
Musa likes to have boyfriend like this even if he doesn't say it out loud. Even if he doesn't show it from the outside, he is emotionally vulnerable. It means a lot to Musa that her boyfriend supports her. Musa is eager to spend time with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is one of the few people who put a smile on Musa's face.
Tecna is actually too self-confident to admit that she wants such a boyfriend. But she feels lucky to have such a friend. Honestly, her boyfriend's passion for learning about her areas of interest affects her. Her boyfriend's support is very important to her when everyone is against her. After a while she will be more open about showing her feelings to her boyfriend.
Layla had not imagined she would have a boyfriend who supported her stubbornness. Supporting her in every way means a lot to Layla. They like to do surfing and dancing activities together. The fact that her boyfriend is trying to learn with such passion makes Layla proud of him.
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bumblesimagines · 2 years
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Imagine:
Stella having an idea
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You listen to the loud calls of protest outside as you toy with the edge of the page. It’d only be a matter of time before-
“I have an idea!” The blonde declares as she enters your room, letting the door swing shut behind her, blocking the irritated looks on your roommates faces. You don’t bother looking up from the book in hand, knowing she’ll continue with or without a response. 
“You know how our parents are constantly pushing us to get together and all the lengths they go through? I’m sure if we were in the middle ages, they’d surely arrange for us to marry.”
“People still have arranged marriages, Stella.”
“But, I got to thinking last night,” In typical Stella fashion, she ignores your comment and walks closer to the bed, a determined twinkle in her eyes. Whatever idea she had cooked up overnight, she sure seemed proud of it. 
“What if we give them what they want?” She breaths out and a grin stretches across her face. “We can attend events together, pretend to be the perfect couple. It’ll get their hopes up enough that they’ll leave us alone. Think about it; Princess Stella and Prince (Y/N)... Together at last.” 
“This is a rather interesting way of asking me out, Stella.” You grin at her, watching her face crumble and her face shift into a scowl. But there’s no denying the way her cheeks and ears redden. 
“I- I am not asking you out! Oh, please, me? Stella of Solaria? The princess asking someone out? Don’t make me laugh.” She spits out, squinting her eyes at you before shaking her head and brushing strands of hair out of her face. She inhales and shuts her eyes briefly. 
“As I was saying,” She clears her throat and settles her gaze on you once more. “When the time is right, we break up. It’ll be such a devastating and heart wrenching breakup that our families wouldn’t even dare bring the subject up again.”
“So, to summarize this grand idea of yours; you want us to begin a fake relationship in order to later emotionally manipulate our families into forgetting about merging our kingdoms via marriage?” You raise your brows at her and Stella parts her lips, letting the summary swim around in her mind before giving a curt nod.
You press your lips together and study the girl before exhaling and letting your shoulders slump. There was no arguing with Stella but the consequences of her idea being found out would be more dire for her than you. Her mother was a cold, controlling woman and while it wouldn’t drastically affect the friendship between your kingdom and hers; Stella certainly wouldn’t come out unscathed. But she seemed determined, and at the end of the day, Stella was a strong girl.
“Fine. I’ll play along.” 
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nathandrakelover · 1 year
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OML HELP ME😩😩
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anxiteyandsleep · 3 months
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.•° Everything stays right where you left it °•.
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Dni - minors, fem aligned, racist, homophobic, typical dni criteria
Will not write - fem reader, smut, FxM, dark topics such as ab*se, r*pe, p*dophile, incest, etc.
Will write! - male and non binary reader, fluff and angst with comfort, platonic and romantic relationships, character x character!
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.•°everything stays but it still changes °•.
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Hello, my name is Spring and I use he/they pronouns. I'm 19, bisexual and slowly getting back into writing. I'm a multi-fandom blog! Please be patient and kind, I will not tolerate any cruelty or bullying here.
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.•° ever so slightly, daily and nightly °•.
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Why I don't write for fem readers - there are a lot of blogs and writers that cater to fem readers, even in media where's there's a wide variety of queer characters, often non fem readers are left with barely anything for them.
Why I don't write FxM - I just can't bring myself to write FxM, even if the reader is male and the character is fem. I'm not entirely sure why. I will write for nb x fem characters occasionally
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.•° in little ways, when everything stays °•.
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Eventually I will make a masterlist :>
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supercap2319 · 4 months
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"You know I had no idea how cute you looked with your two dads." Y/N smiled. He laid down on Sky's sprawled body on the small green couch next to the coffee table.
Sky looks at him. "My two dads?"
Y/N nods and shows him the picture on his phone. Sky takes the phone in his hands and frowns when he sees it. It was a picture of himself making a pouting face as Silva and Andreas kissed both sides of his face. It was their way to embarrass him in front of the other Specialists.
"Riven showed you this didn't he?" Sky accused. If it wasn't for Silva and his father being there, he would have killed Riven on the spot, along with all the other people who thought it was funny.
"I think it's sweet. I mean I always suspected there might be something different about the relationship between your dad and Silva."
"Please, let's not go there."
"Do I need to ask their permission to date you now?" Y/N teased.
"That depends, lads. Are you doing anything that we should know about?" Silva's voice rang.
Y/N and Sky jumped as they saw Silva and Andreas standing there in their armor. "Dad. Silva. This isn't what it looks like." Sky protested, but made no movements to push Y/N off him.
Andreas narrowed his eyes. "Oh, really? Just two mates cuddling on the couch?"
"I wouldn't say cuddling." Y/N pushed his head more into Sky's shirtless chest.
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smittenbyvillains · 1 year
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How was your day or night but anyways we all want (I think) a cuddly valtor or yandere valtor (if you are ok with) you can decide which one
I will do Yandere! I have done quite a bit of fluff lately...
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TO HAVE YOU
WARNING(S): Kidnapping, Yandere!Valtor, fighting, gaslighting
Valtor met you as you were in the first fight. He had to admit you put up a good fight. He started to watch you everywhere you went. He was jealous of everyone around you. Anytime they hurt you he made sure they wouldn't again. He got rid of your exes. His first move was grabbing you from your room. Hiding with Faragonda didn't stop him. While you were sleeping he grabbed you.
He took you to his castle and placed you in the dungeon for now. He made it comfortable for you. He made it like a room. You woke up after a bit and looked around and had wide eyes. This wasn't your room. You were scared as you didn't know where you are. You tried to get out but you couldn't get through the bars. You were chained to the bedpost by your ankle.
Valtor thought he was kind enough to let you have some movement. He wanted you to be able to move so you didn't get stiff. Valtor arrived a few minutes later with some food. He chuckled feeling you act like a kitten. He opened the door and stepped in before shutting it. He could use his magic to get out.
"Hello, dollface." He said and set the tray of food on the table. You were backed up against the wall. Your deer-like eyes have that look of fear. He walked over to you and stroke your face. He cooed at you. "I brought you food." He said.
"My friends will come for me." You said and he got an annoyed look on his face. He grabbed your chin and made you look at him. He had a rough hold on your chin.
"Listen here dollface. They are not coming for you. After all, they will not be able to do it if they can't walk." He smirked. You whimpered. Your friends... you didn't want to know what he did. "Now we are going to eat at the table and you will answer my questions. Understood?" He had a strict tone. You just nodded. He let go of your chin.
He walked to the table and sat in the seat. You didn't see another one. He raised an eyebrow and tapped his thigh. You slowly went over to him and sat in his lap. You were still confused. He started to feed you carefully. He hummed in delight as you obeyed him. He patted your head once you finished.
You couldn't help to flinch. He took you and sat you on your bed. He went to the dresser and got an outfit for you. It was a dress that was black and red. "Now let's get you dressed for the day. If you comply you will slowly get all your stuff animals. You would like that wouldn't you." Valtor said. You would like to have them. You nodded and looked down at your hands.
Valtor chuckled at this. Soon you would be warmed up to him. The perfect little wife and soon be a mother. It just would take time.
All he had to do was wait and it paid off. Soon you were happily waiting for him and letting him feed you and dress you. He helped bathe you as well. The chain soon was removed. There was some days where it was rough but he knew how to fix it.
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wolf-knights · 2 years
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2 episodes in of fate of the Winx saga season 2 and man it's fucking insane
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maycat-19-142 · 1 year
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Random helia headcannon
⚠️: non
A/n: fluff
[Y/w/c] =your wing color
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He meet you on the first day of him joining sky and Timmy's team. You where in your enchantix form. You were training with stella. Helia was just starting as Brandon said "which winx are you looking at" " the one with [y/w/c] wings." Helia answers looking at Brandon "hay [y/n], stella meet helia" Brandon yelled as you and stella looked over to see a very red helia and a smiling Brandon.
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Have a good day and night 🌙
Pixie out 🧚‍♀️
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davidlikesguys02 · 1 year
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Gamer Boy
Word count: 1,009
Warnings: 18+, gay sex, unprotected sex, blowjob, fingering, cumming in ass
M/n: male name
GIF not mine
Kinktober 2022
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You walk through the school hallways of Alfea, towards your shared room with Sky and Riven. You walk into the room and lay your bag on your bed, “hey sky” “hey M/n” the last couple of days you’ve been sleeping with Sky and Riven. Of course they don’t know that you're sleeping with both of them but what they don’t know won’t hurt them.
You fall face down on your bed and hear as the door opens again, you look behind you and watch as Riven walks through the door “Sky, M/n” he walk over to his bed and lays down “what are you guys up too?” “Sky is playing video games again” you hear as Rivens phone begins to ring “shit” he walks out of the room in a hurry.
You grab your phone and an idea suddenly pops into your head. You position your phone in the right spot so it can record the whole room. You get up from the bed and walk towards Sky, you throw your hands over his chest inserting them into his shirt. You begin to trail your hands over his body, you watch as his character does in the screen “M/n you’re distracting me” you lean into his ear and whisper “that’s the point”
You remove your hands from his chest and spin him around so he’s looking at you “M/n!” You fall on your knees in front of him and begin to play with his growing cock through his underwear, “Sky I’m bored, can I play with your joystick?” You watch as he begins to nod, you help him remove his underwear and watch as his hard cock hits his stomach.
You take hold of his cock and guide the tip of it into your mouth, you begin to suck on his tip and watch as he grabs the armchairs tightly. After a few seconds of teasing you begin to take more of his cock into your mouth. Once he’s fully inside your mouth you begin to bob your head up and down, you look up at him as he throws his head back “M/n” you take his cock out of your mouth and watch as he’s leaking precum.
“Why don’t we make this interesting” you watch as he smiles “how?” “If you manage to beat a level while I’m sucking your dick, I’ll finally let you fuck me without a condom” “and if I don’t” “you’ll watch as Riven fuck me in front of you” “alright” you position yourself under the desk “you ready Sky?” “Yea”
You align his cock with your mouth and slowly begin to take him in your mouth, you begin to bob your head up and down. You can hear as Sky lets out small moans from the pleasure you were giving him, after a few minutes of bopping your head up and down you hear as he beats one of the levels from his game. “I…Won” you feel as he pushes your head down further on his cock as he shoots his warm chin down your throat.
You moan around his cock as you swallow the sweet cum, you pull your mouth from his cock cleaning any excess cum. “I want my prize” he pushes himself away from the desk allowing you to come up from the ground. You walk towards the bed removing your clothes, you lay on your bed and open your legs showing Sky your hole “come claim it then”
You watch as he removes his shirt, throwing it next to your pile of clothes, you watch as he falls to his knees and spits into your hole. You feel as one of his fingers begins to enter you slowly, you take your cock in your hand and begin to jerk off. You feel as electricity shoots through your whole body as Sky touches your prostate with his finger. “Right there Sky” “here?” He touches it again and you nod moaning.
After a few minutes of constantly attacking your prostate with his fingers, he finally removes them “you look loose enough” he aligns his cock with your hole and slides inside of you. You grip the bed sheets as he’s fully inside of you, “SOo fUll SKy” “you like this big cock inside of you” you nod “YEs”
He grabs your legs with his hands and begins to thrust into you, “you feel so good around my cock M/n” you moan putting your hands around his neck “so good” you feel as he constantly hits your prostate with his cock making you go crazy.
You bite your lip as you feel your climax approaching, “Sky I’m close” “just a little longer” as those words leave his mouth he picks up his speed and lays one hand on the head board. You take your cock in your hand and begin to jerk off, you throw your head back as you finally cum all over your stomach. Sky looks down at you losing how your face scrunched up in pleasure, “you look so hot”
Sky let out a loud moan as he finally cums inside of you, he gives you one more thrust delivering his cum deeper inside of you. He finally pulls his semi hard cock out of your ass and watches as cum leaks out of your loose hole “fuck that’s hot” you sit up and watch as his cock begins to get hard again.
“You think you could go for another round?” He jumps on top of you “yea I can” he leans down and kisses you, you pull away from the kiss “but this time I’m going to ride you” “that’s fine by me” he lays down next to you and you get up winking at the camera.
You align his cock with your entrance and sink down, you watch as he lets out a small moan. You lean in to kiss him as you begin to roll your hips. You pull away from him “you fuck me so good Sky” “thanks M/n”
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