#riven x male reader

[davidlikesguys02]

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

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]

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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Y/N sighed in relief. The Ogre and its ghouls were gone. For how long? Y/N couldn't say, but for now, they were gone. He glanced to his right as Stella's brightly colored wings disappeared. "He was getting on my bloody nervous." She said.

The Hunter Troll was taken care of, too. It was in a giant chasm in the ground thanks to four young men wearing armor and weapons at their backs. They appeared to be Y/N's and his sister Bloom's age, but probably a little bit older if he had to guess. He locked eyes with one of them with gorgeous blue eyes as Stella started to introduce said blue eyes and his friends.

"Bloom? Y/N? These are the specialists from Alfea I was talking about." Stella said.

"How's it going?"

"How are you doing?"

"Hi."

"Hey."

"Meet Riven." Stella indicated to a young man with light brown hair and blue-ish green eyes. He had a mischievous smile, and Y/N could tell right away that this guy was a troublemaker.

"Brandon." She indicated to the tallest male of the group. He flashed Stella a smile. "How's it going, Princess?" From his tone and Stella's body language, it was obvious that that they had the hots for each other.

She moved on to the next guy. "Timmy." The young man with reddish brown hair and blue eyes smiled at Y/N and Bloom, giving the twins a friendly wave and shy smile in the process.

The final one was the one who Y/N locked eyes with. The one whose hair was a golden coiffed peak of a helmet. He was cute and definitely had that heroic vibe you see in movies and TV shows. The summer tan and muscular muscles underneath his shirt were a good indication that this cute guy definitely didn't miss a workout in his life.

"The blonde one is Prince Sky of Eraklyon."

Y/N's eyes widened. "Wait, he's a prince? Where's his crown?" Y/N blurted out.

Bloom blushed with embarrassment in front of the cute guys, who smirked and laughed at Y/N's question. Sky turned to him with a smirk, showing a row of perfect teeth. God, Y/N hated him already. "I left it at home in my giant castle."

"You have a castle, too?"

"Nah, I'm just fucking with ya, mate." Sky smirked.

"Ass." Y/N smiled. "Who knew you had jokes, Blue eyes."

Sky chuckled. "I have a name, you know."

"Don't care. Blue eyes suits you." Y/N smiled.

Brandon cleared his throat. "I hate to break up the flirting, but we gotta get this guy back to Silva." He pointed towards the Hunter Troll.

"Right. Specialists? Let's move." Sky said in his most commander voice he could.

They cuffed the troll and opened a portal and sent the creature through, as they all said their goodbyes one by one. Sky turns to Y/N and smirks. "I sure hope I'll see you at Alfea."

"You can count on it, Prince Sky." Y/N smiled.

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[mordredisacoolname]

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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]

Winx specialists headcannon

A/n: how they would react to you sacrificing your self and earning enchantix. Enchantix is earned by saving someone from your home world. This is not all of the specialist there is no Brandon and nabo because it struggle to write them.

⚠️:female coded reader but still Gender neutral, getting hurt,explosion, mentions of revealing clothes, spelling mistakes. Let me know if I missed anything.

Contains: Sky, Timmy, Rivan, Helia, nex

Sky

Sky was so scared till he saw icy hit you hit. He ran over till a light surprise him. When you lowered back to the ground with enchantix. He was looking in awe when you got reunited he was compiled you on the achievement

Timmy

He was looking on from the owl you flow back with the boom of the explosion from stormy. You soon started to glow and then enchantix. You landed on the owl's roof after the whole thing ended he ran yiu to You and just hugged you

Rivan

He is protective we all know that. So when he saw you get hurt he was MAD. After a minute of him trying to attack darcy who hurt you. So when you gain consciousness again you transform to enchantix he was extremely surprised 😮. He was more protective because enchantix is more revealing than charmix FYI

Helia

He is more relaxed than every one else. But the moment you got in a fight protecting someone from your home world with stormy he was on the defense. He got the other winx to take on the other trix. He tried to get a hold on stormy with his gloves but you got hit. Then enchantix hit you and you defended stormy. The moment you were safe he was glued too your side

Nex

A/n: this is the only gif I could find

He is also like rivan protective. So the moment you got in a fight with icy over the protection of someone of your home world he was on the defensive. So he tried to distract icy. Finally you got hit and started to glow with enchantix. As soon as you were safe he was as admitting you new and larger wings.

I'm back in my winx obsession. Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

#pixie #pixie rants #fluff #x reader #fem reader #gn🌌 #male reader #winx x reader #winx helia #winx club #winx sky #winx nex #winx timmy #winx riven #winx #winx enchantix

[smuttysabina]

Motherhood, with Jihyo

(Male Reader x Jihyo, 1900 words) Pregnancy, pregnant sex, milk, creampies, Mommy fetish, motherhood.

Jihyo has always been a "Mommy". Her voluptuous curves, her stern yet nurturing nature, her kindly face, her charismatic domination, her enormous breasts; all of these factors helped to define Jihyo's maternal inclinations. But after getting impregnated by Once, these inclinations have blossomed into something that transcends common motherhood. Jihyo is no longer simply a Mommy, she is The Mommy of Idols, the undisputed matriarch of breeding and love. Along with a boost to her charisma, pregnancy has bestowed upon her physical gifts as well. Her already capacious breasts have swollen even larger to accommodate the milk being produced within them. Her toned body has been sheathed in a fresh layer of flesh to fuel the new life within her, rounding out her curves in a most attractive manner. And of course, her toned belly has swollen outwards, bulging from beneath her breasts as it nurtures the child within her. Taken all together, Jihyo now resembles an ancient fertility goddess, benevolent and beautiful, filled with desire and love...

Like all idols, Jihyo has a depthless sex drive, a gaping abyss of desire fueled by the constant acclimation she receives. Unlike many of her ilk though, Jihyo effectively channels her lust into her ambitions and beliefs, making her a superb leader in dance and song as well as in ah, breeding. Like all idols, Jihyo's natural instincts and fetishes have been blown all out of proportion by her condition; resulting in a perverse affection towards impregnation. Due to the more, benign direction of her sensuality, it is rarely noticeable aside from an implacable insistence on creampies. Jihyo is not a whore-goddess like Jennie, indifferent atop a mountain of drained fans as she mechanically fucks them into unconsciousness. This restraint has kept her fellow members of Twice in check as well, if their leader is not visibly outrageous in slaking her lusts on stage, how can they be? Not that Twice is not riven with degenerate fetishes, merely that they keep them more subdued far better than other groups.

So it is a crisis then, that as Jihyo's belly swells ever larger, so does her sexual appetites. Her pregnancy has driven her nearly mad with lust, and it is all Twice can do to keep their beloved leader from doing something... drastic. And no, getting bred on live tv by nearly a thousand fans is nothing to get excited about; its positively banal compared to Rose pegging a government official during her speech before the public. Thus, Twice feed an ever growing river of fans into Jihyo's room, desperately throwing bodies at the problem in the hope that she will be satisfied until birth. All the while though, they worry about their own condition, soon all of them will follow suit and get knocked up by Once. And when that happens, Twice will become insatiable... but perhaps Jihyo will discover a solution to the coming cataclysm. The girls can only hope that their leader will save them once more; but until then, Jihyo continues to fuck with all the virility of a young mother.

An atmosphere of panic fills the Twice suites, staff hurrying everywhere, the girls directing the chaos with barely restrained hysteria; Jihyo has awaken from her slumber and requires... entertainment. All around you a febrile stir of lust passes through the fans gathered for today's session, all of you keen to experience Jihyo's motherly love. Through the grace of God (Jihyo), you have managed to secure a place at the front of the line, and are more than a little excited to make love to her unsullied sex. Jihyo's bedroom door suddenly slams open and Chaeyoung staggers out, her cheeks ballooning as she hurries over to a potted plant were she noisily voids her stomach. Nayeon and Momo rush over to comfort her, and from what you can hear Chae was forced to gorge upon her leader's pussy, drowning in her squirt and turgid cum until her stomach was filled to bursting. Momo courageously flings herself through the door to buy her compatriots time to organize the fans into proper order for upcoming gangbang. Nayeon dashes to you, dragging you towards the bedroom with unseemly haste, her eyes wide with terror as she gabbles unclear instructions. Then you are practically flung through the doorway, and finally encounter her.

Jihyo is radiant, everything you could possibly dream of. Her breasts hang heavy over her swollen belly, her thick nipples dark and erect, her thighs curve seductively to support a staggeringly large ass. Every inch of her is sheened with sweat and oil, accentuating her beautiful skin and giving her a softly radiant glow. A dark, tangled path of hair shrouds her pussy, already soaked through with heady juices. Even the scent of her is enough to send your reproductive system into overdrive, your hind-brain blaring at you that the woman before you is fertile. Jihyo wears a sweet, welcoming smile with ease, wordlessly inviting you to spend your virile seed inside of her again and again until you are drained... As you move to embrace Jihyo, your eyes flicker to the side of the bed, where Momo sprawls; ass in the air, a truly gargantuan dildo juddering in her pussy. As she hugs you tightly, Jihyo discretely tosses her blanket over her fellow Twice member; there's no need to worry about Momo, just focus on Mommy...

Your tongue wrestles with Jihyo's as she slowly maneuvers you towards the bed, caressing her inflated belly and groping her hefty breasts. With a sudden bump, she collapses backwards onto the bed, already opening her legs wide in anticipation of your rigid manhood. Faced with such an alluring proposition, you don't bother with any more foreplay, and simply plunge yourself into her. Jihyo's pussy is soaking wet. Her slick, sticky juices tenaciously cling to your cock, providing you with euphoric lubrication as you fuck her. Any idol can get wet, but Jihyo is positively dripping all over your cock, smearing your balls with her creamy fluids, thrilling your cock with exotic sensations. Motherhood truly becomes of her, so it is only natural that you moan her true vocation to her as you fuck her. Jihyo herself gasps with pleasure as her pussy devours your cock, reveling in pleasure as your hands grasp her swollen belly for leverage. The sloshing noises reach a crescendo as you increase your pace before orgasm, before subsiding to slow loud meaty slaps as you climax. Both you and Jihyo groan as your thick seed spews into her, coating her pussy in another layer of murky cream.

It seems a profane disservice to pull out of Jihyo, but at her urging you allow your cock to feel the cold kiss of the bedroom's air once more. But your dick is not kept cool for long; rolling onto her side to support her weighty belly, Jihyo motions you towards her flush lips. You happily comply, letting Mommy slurp your conjoined juices off of your shaft with startling enthusiasm, lowering yourself until you are parallel on the bed beside her. Gradually, you find yourself on your back, while Jihyo works your cock until it is once more stiff at attention. With a dreamy look, she scoots forward until her breasts engulf your entire dick, smothering them in warm, soft flesh. Squishing them together, Jihyo kneads her boobs as she uses them to stroke you, until tiny pearls of liquid weep from her nipples. You sigh with pleasure as Jihyo uses her milk to lubricate your tittyfuck, your tip now bright red when it peeks out from between her tits. Spotting this, she promptly latches her mouth around your cockhead, her cheeks hollowing even as she relentlessly uses her breasts to massage your length. Your second load fountains directly into Jihyo's mouth, filling it with such quantities of seed that she is forced to swallow twice.

But Jihyo is not done with you yet, pulling herself atop you she kisses her way up to your face. She grinds her soggy crotch against your own, eager to receive your long hard love once more. Her heavy breaths moisten your neck, as she urges you to get it up once more for her, to get it hard again for Mommy. Combined with the aphrodisiacal fluids marinating your cock, Jihyo's entreaties allow your manhood to make one last heroic stand; defying your mortal limitations for the goddess atop you. Who in appreciation of your efforts, will do the draining without taxing your already exhausted body. Leaning back, Jihyo moves your cock along her sodden sex, your tip hidden within her bush and she massages it with her folds. Then, to your surprise, she moves it even further back, and promptly sits on your cock, burying it within her ass. You nearly cum from sheer excitement, Jihyo's anus is far tighter than her pussy, rapaciously forcing you deep inside of her with every thrust. She bounces atop you, the child within her adding extra heft to her ride, slamming against you remorselessly. Such is the force of Jihyo's fucking that her pussy lips open themselves, revealing to you the pulsing pink hole you so recently were plowing. Jihyo uses one hand to balance herself, while the other plays with her hair, before descending to massage her leaking breasts. With an animalistic grunt, Jihyo cums around your cock, her coils clenching tight around you as she leaks all over your chest. Now her ride is punctuated by wet slapping sounds that reverberate around the room, an announcement to all of your lovemaking abilities. It is all too much for you; your balls mightily exert themselves one final time, depleting your last reserves of sperm to impregnate Jihyo's infertile guts. Who only stops her steady bounces when your flaccid cock flops out of her vice-like asshole, she pouts down at you, surely you have more for Mommy...?

Jihyo lowers herself down onto you, wide ass in the air, resuming her motherly blowjob as she encourages you to rise to the occasion once more. But your cock is utterly spent, shriveling within her mouth even as her suction grows ever more stringent. You are rescued from a horrible fate by the sudden arrival of another fan, who plunges within Jihyo's exposed pussy without warning. She groans at the unexpected pleasure, forgetting about you for a moment as she enjoys the raw heat building within her belly. Strong hands yank you off of the bed, Momo's strained face fills your vision as she pulls you to safety. She drags you through a back door, into a room filled with cots and stocked with enough supplies to satisfy an army. Dahyun glances up from a couch where she was busy cleaning her nails, an eyebrow cocked in elegant bemusement. Which quickly turns to dismay as Momo collapses beside you, messily extruding the massive vibrator still within her pussy with a gush of fluids. Dahyun gingerly tends to her fallen group member, ignoring you entirely until her friend has been taken care of. Only then does she drag you onto a bed, before giving you a speculative glance. You know, Dahyun does have some aphrodisiac laying around if you want to... Oh never mind, you're about to pass out anyways...

#kpop smut #twice jihyo #Twice smut #jihyo smut

[melody22222]

Delinquents Love [PART ONE]

Male x Fem!reader X Male

I did the second part NSFW to make the oneshots more rounded yo know? I HOPE YOU ENJOY.

Summary: Your best friends sneaked up on your room and brought you to a forest where they reveal a secret... (goofy summary)

Word count: 5.4k [Ending one: 803] [Ending two: 744] [Ending three: 409] [You'll understand what I mean when you read the whole oneshot.]

PART TWO: Delinquents Love [SMUT]

I don't consider this yandere but it still has like obsessive/possessive thoughts.

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The atmosphere of the room was cozy with warm lighting and a hint of nostalgia that relaxed you as you laid on your stomach on your bed, drawing small hearts on a note with your pencil. Boredom washed over you as you didn't know what to do. You’ve read a book, painted, watched television and boredom still hasn't left you.

You decided to just lay on your bed and draw doodles with a restless imagination.

After a few moments of sluggish heart drawing, frustration grew in you, making you drop your head and the pencil on the sheets.

You got up from the bed and began to walk in the middle of the room, examining the room, hoping there will be something to cure your boredom. After minutes of hoping, you let out a sigh in defeat. You decided to make your way to the shower. 

Stepping out of the bathroom, you closed the door behind you. Relished in the warmth of the towel wrapped around your body, with water droplets gently cascading down your back from your hair.

As you head to your wardrobe, your heart skips a beat when a knock on your… window startles you. You let out a scream, almost dropping your towel, but managed to catch it just in time with your hands.

“What the hell…” You muttered.

You slowly turned around to face your window, only for you to see a young recognizable man smiling at you blissfully.

“Jude…?” You said slowly in surprise.

You directly walked to your window, sliding it up with your eyes widened. “What are you doing here? How did you get up here?” You asked in a concerned tone. How did he even climb up?

“With a little help from a friend,” Jude said, raising his eyebrow with his mischievous smile and glances next to him. You look at where he glanced and saw…

“Riven?” 

You watched another man slide his feet carefully closer to the both of you on the ledge building.

“Hey, pretty girl.”

“What the- what are you guys doing here and oh my god-” You quickly grabbed their arms with your both hands, pulling them to you. “You guys are going to fall.”

“Then fall with us.” Riven stated.

“Stop and get in, quick!” You said in a fearful tone.

Jude chuckled, “Alright, calm down. But we can’t get in if you keep that grip on us.” 

“Oh, right just- get in.” You let go of the grip on their arms but let out a big gasp when Riven lets go of his grip on the window ledge, only for him to hold on the other ledge below.

You bend closer and look down to your window.

“Darling, I’m falling.” Riven expressed sarcastically. He mockingly raised his hand for you to hold him, Jude mimicking his tone but more bluntly, "He's falling."

“Guys stop! It’s not funny! Jude catch him!”

They both laughed, Riven holds the ledge again with his free hand and raises up to your window ledge. You quickly unblock your body from your window, so they can get in. You watch the man climb up, following with the other man.

They stood up straight, getting dust out of their clothes. They finally look up, meeting their eyes with your scared ones. You kept staring at them in distress

“Are you serious?” You said in annoyance.

“Maybe, maybe not.” Riven shrugged and walked to your bed, throwing himself on it.

Riven and Jude entered your life during your first year of academy and strangely became friends with you after some teasing and light bullying. They’re known for the ‘Troublemakers’. Constantly doing dangerous stuff which was ‘adventurous’ for them, like how they just climbed on your freaking window. It was insane, you were glad you were friends with them, or you would end up walking out of the public bathroom with slime on your hair again.

Although, they do sometimes act weirdly when they’re with you…

“Riven and I figured we would surprise you and take you out, and you seem to…” Jude eyed you up and down. 

You were so distracted by their unexpected crazy visit that you didn’t even realize you were wearing your towel that’s covering your vulnerability.

You looked down, wrapping your arms around yourself, avoiding their gaze. The man standing in front of you awkwardly cleared his throat and looked down as well. You can feel the man behind you lying on your bed do the same but in amusement, three of you avoiding each other. With a tomato-red face, you make your way to the wardrobe, feeling the weight of the unpleasant situation but you could swear to yourself that you knew they immediately gave each other a small smirk.

“Maybe if you didn’t come through my window and just used the door it wouldn’t have been like this.” You uttered in a tone mixed with awkwardness and embarrassment.

“Well uhh… How about we… turn around?” Jude suggested. Riven was just staring at the ceiling, not wanting to join the uncomfortable conversation.

“Okay…” You mumbled. You opened the wardrobe and took out a dress since they’re… taking you out.

“Some ugly drawing you did.” You heard Riven change the awkward conversation, you turned around and saw him looking at the drawn hearts on your note. “I was bored.” You turn back around.

“Glad you have us then, otherwise what would you do without us?” Riven said in a flirty tone.

You rolled your eyes, “Can you just turn around, so I can change?” You awkwardly bit your bottom lip.

Riven took the notebook and stood up, turning the opposite to you. Jude copied his action. You carefully watched them again as you removed your towel and began to wear your clothes.

Riven and Jude sneaked a peek at your note, filled with random doodles and drawings, conveniently ignoring the fact that you were changing right behind them.

After getting dressed, You declared, “I'm done.” They both turned to look at you, Jude chimed in. “Prettier.” with a smile.

“Thank you.” You mumbled, tip-toeing on the floor, “So ummm, where are we going?” You nervously said.

You watched them both smile at each other. Jude replied with, “Well, we found a place that we are sure that you’ll love.”

‘Is this another of your stupid pranks?”

“What? Of course not.”

"Okay okay, let's go." You started walking towards the door, but when you glanced back because they weren’t moving, you saw them both looking at you with amusement, and you immediately understood the look.

“No…” You raised your finger at the window, “I’m not laying a foot there.”

“Oh come on, Y/n. I promise you, we’re good at this, we will help you.” Jude exclaimed.

“No-” You backed away.

Jude let out an exasperated sigh. While Riven leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, seemingly unfazed by the situation.

“If you guys really want to do that, then go. But I’m leaving by the stairs.”

“Please Y/n, trust us.” He pulled his hand out for you to hold it. “Would you trust us?”

You hesitated, looking behind Jude at Riven. You can see behind his eyes, waiting for you to just say yes. “Fine…” You muttered.

“Great. Alright then, let’s go.” Jude gives you another blissful smile.

As you walked fearfully to the window where they came in from, you looked down at the street, muttering, "That's so high.” You glanced at Jude, fear filled your eyes.

“It’s not that high.” Riven spoke.

“Yes it is.”

“We’ll hold on to you close, here I’ll go first.”

You watched Jude go out the window, jumping on the ledge below.

“Come on, girl.” Riven held your waist and guided you out of the window, your hand gripping his fingers tightly. You look down once again at the street, heart racing. 

“Oh my god, Riven. This is insane!” You whispered.

“You’re making me insane with that dress of yours.” He winked at you that went unnoticed by you.

Riven’s words barely register as you’re completely focused on the situation. He firmly holds on to your waist and makes his way out of the window. Gripping onto him tightly, he jumped carefully on the ledge. 

You held out your arms to Riven like a baby just wanting to be held by their mother. Riven gently chuckles at you and effortlessly lifts you from the window ledge like a feather and places you onto the ledge below.

.You glanced down again and tears started to form in your eyes, “Riven…”

“Shhh, it’s okay. Do not look down.” He surprisingly comforted you, holding your hand as he moved his feet slowly on the ledge with you. You suddenly now just want to go back to your room, drawing stupid hearts.

After fear took all over your body, you managed to turn on the other side of the building with him. Jude already jumped and was waiting for the both of you. You tried to not look down but when Riven jumped down as well, you knew it’s over as your heart skipped a beat.

Riven raised both of his hands up, “Come on, pretty girl. Jump and I’ll catch you, I promise.”

“I hate both of you.” You shouted. 

Riven let out a groan, seeing your situation as unnecessary. “So what? You gonna stay up there forever? Listen, sit on the ledge and then drop yourself and again I’m saying, "I promise I’ll catch you.” He shouted back, enough for you to hear him down there.

You followed his tip, carefully sitting on the ledge but it wasn’t enough, it was still high.

“Riven…” You cried out.

You heard Jude say, “Y/n, people can live 100 years without really living for a minute, you jump down with us, it’s one less minute you haven’t lived. Stop controlling everything and just let go.”

“You will be our brave and pretty girl.” Riven added.

“Shut up-” The moment you said that, you decided to listen to Jude’s words and let go. Sliding yourself and falling down, you scream with your heart beating so fast but Riven quickly catches you.

He placed you down on the ground, “Now, that’s our brave and pretty girl. Good job.”

“See? It’s okay. You were great, Y/n.” Jude jokingly punches your cheek lightly.

You rolled your eyes, ‘Okay- maybe it was, just a little though.”

You heard both of them laugh, making you smile sheepishly. “You’re just sooo cute.” Riven punched your other cheek.

They exchanged a smile, Riven grabbed your hand while Jude grabbed your other hand.

The three of you began to walk through the street, surrounded by the charm of big libraries, cozy cafes, and small apartment buildings. You guys started to chat. Yet, amidst the chatter, your mind was consumed by curiosity, wondering where exactly they are leading and should you be worried or excited. Where would they take you?

After some walking, you stumbled upon a magical forest. You were awestruck at the ethereal forest.

“I have never seen this before.” Your mouth was wide-opened.

“Yeah, because you’re so blind.”

You hit Riven’s shoulder, he just let out a chuckle. They let go of you and walk between the giant trees. Jude looked at you from behind, seeing you unmoved. “You're going to stand there forever, slowpoke? I promise there're no werewolves or bears.”

You let Jude’s words sink in and cautiously approached them, Jude shook his head in amusement and continued walking. The forest grew quiet, and a sense of fear slowly creeps over you. Determined to stay close, you quickened your pace to walk beside them, seeking comfort in their presence.

Riven eyed you down, “What’s wrong sweetheart, scared?”

You looked up at him, “No?”

He scoffed. “Sure.”

“I’m not scared-” You argued.

“Alright,” He said, sarcastically complying with a dramatic hands-up motion. “We did not bring any diapers so don’t piss yourself when you see a spider.”

You glared at him, Jude snorted out a laugh and looked down. You could see Riven managing to keep a normal expression, trying his best to not burst out laughing.

“And there we are.” Riven said.

You spot a medium-sized lake with two white ducks gracefully swimming. Your eyes widened in awe as you noticed a picnic rug and a basket nearby. You walk towards the ducks and crouched down. 

“I never knew you guys loved picnics.” Your eyes were saddened a bit because you couldn’t pet the ducks since they were in the middle of the pond.

“I don’t, this stuck-up moron called Jude suggested.”

“Oh come on, for Y/n’s sake. Or what do you think, Y/n? Wanna climb on trees?”

“No,” You stood back up. “I wanna feed the ducks.”

“Boring.” Riven muttered under his breath and walked to the picnic rug. Jude raised his finger at you, “Wait a sec-” He followed Riven towards the picnic rug. Deftly opening the basket to retrieve a small bag. He returned to your side and crouched down with the ducks.

“Here, let’s feed them together.”

You give him an exciting smile and crouched with him. The moment Jude took out the cracked corn from the bag, the ducks quickly rushed to him. You giggled at the sight and took out some as well. Riven just laid down on the picnic rug, uninterested.

“Did you guys really just leave the basket here alone, what if ants came inside?”

Jude laughs, “No, don’t worry. We got it all covered.”

“Jude, when the hell did you become so boring?”

“Well, how about you become useful and go get some wood before it gets dark.”

“Are we staying the night here?” You asked.

“Why of course, won’t hurt to stay one night.” “Well then… I wanna go with Riven to collect wood too.”

Riven stood up, “Alright, sweetheart. Don’t come crying and clutching to me when you spot an ant.”

You simply rolled your eyes and followed him behind.

—

“What about this one?” You showed him a piece of wood.

“No, too dry.”

You groaned, it’s been 20 minutes and you’ve only found two good pieces of big woods that’s fit for a campfire, well Riven did actually.

“How long are we going to do this?”

“And what do you think this is? A car race? So stupid.” Riven spotted something, “There we go, another wood.” He walked to the giant tree and picks up the wood nearby it

You walked behind him but something stopped you, making you trip. You screamed in pain. Riven quickly turned around, “Bloody hell…” He came closer to you and flipped you on your back. You looked at where the pain was hitting you, blood coming out of your leg.

Shushing you, “Shhh, hey, you wanna keep it down? What did I tell you about being our brave girl?” He pressed his hand on the wound, making you whimper loudly.

He sighed, “It’s gonna get infected. Come on, let’s go back and Jude can deal with this, he knows this kind of stuff.” He looked up at your teary eyes, body full of pain. He gently brushed his fingers through your bloody leg, soothing you with each stroke to calm you down. He clicked his tongue, unsure of what to do but an idea popped in his mind.

“Why did the baby cookie cry?”

You look him in the eyes.

“Because its mother was a wafer too long!”

You kept a pained expression at him, did he just tell a joke? You giggled at the stupid joke, unsure of what to say. Your whole focus was on your bleeding leg as you tried to move it. Riven chuckled, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He tried to pick you up but quickly put you down when you let out another scream.

“Rive…” You mumbled.

“Alright, pretty girl,” He places his hands on your back and your legs, lifting you up to his chest. With a surprisingly soothing voice, he whispered, “I got you.” His expression seemed to soften as he slowly started walking, you cradled your head on his chest.

Even with your leg that’s giving you pain, you were still conscious. But your thoughts were filled by his unexpected affection, you really didn’t understand. This man was known for his sharp tongue and sarcastic remarks, how did he become so soft like this? Especially with how he looked at you while stroking your leg.

It’s as if a veil has been lifted, revealing a newfound tenderness.

Your thoughts were interrupted by his words.

“How did you even manage to bleed just off a fall?” He chuckled as if you’re the dumbest person on the planet.

“And how did you manage to come off with the most unfunniest joke ever while I’m bleeding?”

He glared down at you, you simply gave him a fake, innocent stare.

“Quit it, you little shit before I drop you off here and let you walk,” He bends down his face to get closer to you. “You don’t wanna walk now, do you? Because that will be such a pretty sad sight.”

As much as you want to deny it, he was right. You were counting every second to arrive to Jude, you sure did fell hard. You decided to keep your mouth closed or otherwise he would actually let you walk with your injury.

—

The seconds were finally over as you arrived. You can see Jude already set the campfire area. Jude’s eyes widened when he looked over to the both of you arriving, quickly rushing to you.

“What happened?” Jude asked worriedly.

“Stuff happened and I only have 3 pieces of wood, this forest is trash afterall.”

Jude scoffed, “It isn’t, you just went the wrong way. I have found a lot of wood while you were gone” He said as he picked you up from the other man’s arms. 

“Waste of my time.” Riven scolded, following him behind as Jude sat you on the log. He crouched down in front of you and begins to examine your wound. Riven went to set the fire, gathering all the woods. 

“What happened?” He asked again.

“I fell, tripped over something.”

“Must be something sharp then.”

He pressed on the wound with his fingers like Riven did, making you whimper loudly once again.

You heard Riven tease, “Oh what’s the matter, sweetheart? Did I treat you too roughly?” He tilted his head to the side a bit. “Need a band-aid for that boo-boo? Is that it?”

Jude turned his head to the other man. “Can you just keep your mouth shut for a whole minute?”

Riven pouted, raising his palms in front of him and giving the man an innocent spark in his eyes. Jude turned his head back to you, “Ignore him, here…”

He ripped a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around your leg, you simply sat there and stared at him.

—

“I never knew marshmallows tasted this good.” Jude exclaimed as he took another bite from his perfectly toasted marshmallow. You nodded in agreement, taking a bite as well. Riven tossed his stick on the ground and went to the basket.

“Since we’re babysitting, I have brought some pure fruits.” Riven picked up a plastic container from the basket, inside were freshly looking grapes. He walked towards you, sitting next to you on the log in front of the campfire.

“Open up,” He takes a piece of the grapes and leans it to your lips. “Yummy yummy~”

You shot him a deadly stare, itching to smack him. Jude on the other hand, struggles to maintain a normal expression. The moment Riven sighed in annoyance, you swiftly took the grape in your mouth.

Riven softly smiled, “Now that’s a good girl.” You rolled your eyes. “Shut up–” Snatching away the plastic container from his hands, you began to eat each piece. He chuckled at you in amusement and shook his head while looking down.

You wasted no time talking and devouring the grapes, you've been hungry all day. It wasn’t until you felt two stares stabbing you, that you looked up from the container. You were met with the two men looking amusingly at you, just like in your bedroom. One of them stared with an amused grin, while the other one was just simply looking at you with an awkward smile.

“Y/n… I feel like we are not giving you enough space.” Jude said.

You looked up at him, “What do you mean?”

“He means… Who do you wish to stick with? Two men constantly around you can be very stressful.”

“I– I don’t know…maybe…”

…

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Jude’s ending:

“I would like to stick with… Jude.” You smiled.

“Wha…” Jude looked stunned.

Riven and you looked at him. Jude’s usual expression changed; instead of his calm expression, he had a look of surprise on his face. Riven muttered something under his breath that you couldn’t manage to hear but nodded in acceptance. Jude kept looking down on the ground, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. 

His brows furrowed as he grappled with the weight of his contemplations, unaware of the world around him. The silence hung heavy, broken only by the soft sound of his steady breaths, as he delved deeper into the recesses of his mind.

“Jude?”

He doesn’t respond but instead, he grabbed your hand and started walking with you out of the forest, leaving Riven behind all alone. “I guess I will eat all the grapes alone.” Riven shouted, taking the plastic container in his hands.

—

You both exited the forest and he didn’t utter a single word. The night showed the moonless night with cold breezes hitting both of you and the man’s warm skin. He still held a tight grip on your hand and walked with you in the sidewalk that showed nobody, it was just you and him.

He kept looking straight forward, inside of him wanting to say something. A desire in him that he wanted to unleash that’s been stuck for so long. You decided to keep your mouth shut and let him take you wherever he’s taking you. 

But the warmth between the two of you made you feel relaxed.

You both walked for a while, ending up in a park alone. He makes you sit on a bench with him. You glanced at him and saw him gazing at the ground, just like 15 minutes ago in that campfire.

“Jude..” You slowly said, looking directly in his brown eyes that fixed on the ground. He turned his head a little to the side to look at you. He licked his lips, gathering all the courage for his words. “Y/n I-...” He was trying to say something.

He gently scoffed, “I think I’m in love with you.” He rapidly said.

“Wha-”

He grabbed your face with both of his hands, bringing it closer to his face. 

“I’m very much in love with you.”

He whispered,

“I love you so much, it hurts.”

He leaned in, his lips gently meeting yours, unleashing a wave of desire that swept over you both. The world around you faded into the background as your bodies pressed closer, the heat between you growing with each passing second. Your heart raced as you kissed him back. All of the sudden, he breaks the kiss. Your expression turned into disappointment, yearning for more. He noticed this and mischievously smiled, going back to your lips again.

“I’ll never-” He mumbled between the kisses. “ I’ll ne-never let anyone- come close t-to you-” He kisses deeper into your mouth. “Don’t, don’t-” He repeated, his hands gripping your face tightly. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan in the kiss.

“D-don’t leave me mm…me.” He whispered in your lips, eyes shut tight. Jude’s forehead rubbed yours as he squeezed your face.

He broke the kiss, “Tell me. Tell me how much you love me too-” He impatiently said, catching his breath as he stared at you.

“I love you too, Jude.” You replied.

 “My only pretty and brave girl.”

He let go of you and leaned on the bench, looking straight-forward again, as if nothing happened. You leaned back with him, growing all nervous all of the sudden. You didn’t know what to say afterwards, is he going to say something?

Your thoughts were interrupted by the man sitting next to you, questioning.

“Did you really mean it… when you said you won’t leave… me?” He asked, refusing to look at you.

You delayed a response, instead leaning your head onto his shoulder, gazing at the night sky.

“Of course.” You mumbled, feeling self-conscious at replying so truthfully.

Jude's chest rose and fell heavily, signaling you that he had been holding his breath.

“Good.” He responded. An invisible weight was lifted from his shoulders. 

You noticed him eyeing your body, inspecting your dress, your exposed skin, your vulnerability. He locked eyes with you, looking down at you resting your head on his shoulder.

He brought his hand to your chest, brushing his fingers against your exposed skin, while keeping his eyes locked with yours. Suddenly, the air grew hotter as you both started to breathe heavily again. 

His fingers descended to your cleavage, desire and lust evident in his eyes.

“I think it’s time to show you how much I love you.” He murmured, leaning in close to your chest and plants a soft kiss on your breast.

—

Riven’s ending:

“I would like to stick with… Riven.”

Riven’s eyes widened, a surprised look on his face but then a mischievous smile crossed his face. He suddenly took out his hand, silently waiting for you to hold it. With a blissful smile, you gladly intertwined your fingers with his. He stood up and walked with you, away from the other man who’s sitting by the fire.

“More grapes for me, then.” Jude shouted.

—

You both stepped out of the forest. The street lay before you, empty and quiet, as if it held secrets of its own. He sighed in annoyance and took off his coat.

“What are you doing?” You nervously asked.

He draped the coat around you, “I can see you shivering, should’ve brought a jacket, pretty girl.”

“Thank you-” You smiled at him.

He interlocked fingers with you again. As you both were walking, you excitedly gasped and stood at your place when you noticed something. “Oh, what’s wrong?” He asked, concern evident in his voice.

You immediately let go of his hand, running across the street like a child.

“Y/n?!”

"Riven, look!" You exclaimed, your voice filled with excitement, pointing at the puddle. Without a care in the world, you gleefully jumped on it, sending water splashing in all directions. The sheer joy on your face was contagious but that made Riven have a bad feeling about your innocent fun.

“Y/n, watch your step!”

You kept jumping, your bare legs getting wet with each splash. Riven tried getting close to you, in result water splattered on him as well that made him back away. He chuckled at your childish act but kept a watchful eye on you, making sure you won’t get hurt.

“When did it rain?” You eagerly asked, a wide smile on your face as you kept jumping on the puddle.

“I’m probably sure it rained when you’re sleeping.” Riven replied.

He stayed watching you carefully, a soft smile on his face, adoring you.

“Okay, pretty girl. That’s enough, you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

You stopped the moment he said that and started walking towards him, the same smile that’s not leaving your face. “What a reckless girl you are.” He murmured. He grabbed your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“A reckless girl that I won’t share with anyone.” He whispered, enough for you to hear him. You looked directly in his eyes, he was already looking in your nervous ones.

“A reckless girl that I’ll make sure no one ever lays eyes on.”

“Riv-”

“Oh, I’ll give you the world,” He whispered again, leaning in close to your face. “The moon. The fucking stars. Anything you ask, it’s yours. I’m yours.”

He brushed your hair away from your face. A few moments ago, you looked so excited and now you are trapped in his arms, feeling all tensed up. You could feel your cheeks and ears getting warm.

“But you’re certainly mine when I laid my eyes on you. And I won’t let anybody change that.”

He paused a bit, “Do you know why?”

“It’s because I’m in love with you, it’s because… I love you.”

Without hesitation, he kissed you, pulling you even more closer to him. You giggled in the kiss but his expression was serious, he was serious. He went deeper into your mouth, devouring every taste of you.

He pulled back, “Tell me how much you love me too.” He said, impatiently waiting for your reply.

“I love you too, Riven.” You smiled at him.

He smiled back, his lips returning to yours. With a gentle but firm grip, he pulled your face closer, savoring the taste of your kiss. However, this time you playfully pulled back, a mischievous glimmer in your eyes. "But can you say it twice?" you whispered, a blissful smile gracing your lips.

He smirked, shaking his head and kissed you for the third time, silencing any words that may escape your lips. a giggle escaped you during the kiss, but he eventually pulled back, leaving you wanting more.

“I love you, there’s three,” He kissed you for the fourth time. “Four, I love you.”

He pulled back, for the last time. His playfulness wiped all away, going back to his serious expression. He traced his hand all over your body, his hand slowly going down to your… thigh. He kept eyeing your body with a craving, a desire he wanted to get out, anger he wanted to get out on you.

“And I will show you tonight, just how much I love you, that I’d kill for you.” 

—

Poly/Threesome ending:

“I don’t know… I can’t pick.”

Riven and Jude shared a confused look, but Riven’s confused expression turned playful as he eyed you up and down.

“I guess we’ll have to share you then” Riven smirked.

“I wouldn’t really call it share,” Jude stands up, taking more small wood and throwing it in the fire to keep it lit. “More like, own.” 

“Oh, absolutely.”

You grew nervous, unsure of what they mean. “What do you mean…?”

“Oh come on, don’t act like a stupid innocent girl now. We both know how much you want us…” He traces his fingers to your jaw, going down your neck.

“How much you need us.”

Jude walked towards both of you and sat down close next to you, just as close as Riven was. They were practically sandwiching you. You were sitting there awkwardly, not sure what to do. “Riven and I made an agreement, the man you stick with is the man who you be with.” He looked down on the ground and scoffed.

“But since you picked the both of us, then we will have to teach you a lesson that you only belong to us, that no one would dare to get close to you.”

“Going to have to domesticate this pretty girl, show her who she belongs to.” Riven’s voice dripped, venomous.

Jude brushed the pieces of hair in front of your face to the back of your ear. 

“No one will ever want you when we’re done with you.” Jude seethed, “There won’t be another thought behind those eyes, except for us.”

Riven's gaze was fixated on your captivating breast, his mind entranced by your allure. Lost in a sea of thoughts, he yearned for nothing more than to erase every distraction and focus solely on you. But you were the one who was distracting him, running through his mind with every beat of his heart.

“But… I think we should take this somewhere else, it will be very, very sad for someone to hear outside this forest those pretty noises that will come out from your pretty little mouth.” Riven brushed his thumb on your lips, smiling mischievous at you.

“Although, those noises would still be heard.” The other man clicked his tongue in disappointment. “But that’s okay, it would show them who you belong to now.”

Jude leaned in closer and planted a soft kiss on your cheek with a blissful smile on his smug face.

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[undercoveravenger]

Under the Canopy of Trees

Written for my 2021 Halloween event.

Pairing: Werewolf!Riven x Male!Reader

Prompt: “werewolf riven x male reader were the reader is walking through the woods and one day Riven corners him. Reader happens to be his mate and they kinda fall in love after he changes back to human form”

A/N: This is the ninth piece for my Halloween event. The next piece will be released Thursday, October 21st.

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The road home from Alfea College had always been a little eerie with towering pine trees boxing you in on all sides and making the trail seem dark and isolated. You’d made the trek through these very woods for the last several years as you worked towards your degree, but in the last few weeks you had begun to feel as though you were being watched whenever you came too close to the treeline. A few times you had thought you’d caught sight of a large animal, but it always vanished too quickly for you to be sure.

Even now, as you were on your way home from a study group that ended far later than normal, the weight of eyes on you had the skin on the back of your neck prickling uncomfortably. You found yourself walking faster than you typically did and wincing whenever you heard a bush rustle or a twig snap.

After the third false alarm, you finally forced yourself to ignore the sounds of the forest and focus instead on making your way home before night fell. Your plan seemed to be going rather well actually, until a hand caught you by the strap of your backpack and tugged you to a stop just before you crossed the treeline.

“And where do you think you’re going?” A deep voice murmured, deep and smooth and far too confident, warm breath ghosting over the shell of your ear as he spoke.

You tensed at the sensation, heart sinking as you realized that all those suspicions of being followed had been correct. “I’m going home.”

“Then you’re going the wrong way,” the voice teased, grip shifting from your bag down your arm to take hold of your wrist and tug you around to face him.

Your eyes widened as they locked with a pair of dark chocolate ones before taking in the rest of the stranger’s appearance, from his wild brown curls and pale skin to the way his clothes seemed to have been torn and mended many times over to the light dusting of stubble across his jawline. He was undeniably attractive and you felt a strange sort of pull toward him, though you weren’t sure why.

Your brows furrowed as you glanced over your shoulder in the direction that you’d been heading, “I’m pretty sure that I know the way back to my own home,” you retorted.

“I don’t know that you do,” he said, grinning widely as he looked at you. You tensed as his smile revealed the sharp points of a set of fangs where a normal person’s canines would be. “Because you seemed to be under the impression that you’d be able to leave this forest.”

If the appearance of his fangs hadn’t been enough to set you on edge, his words certainly were. You less-than-subtly tried to pull your hand away, and his hold tightened reflexively. “Trust me,” you said, hoping that your voice sounded more confident than you felt, “I will be.”

“Trust me,” he echoed, smirk deepening as he looked at you, “You won’t be,” the words escaped him in a low growl.

Your eyes narrowed and you jerked your hand away, a rough breath hissing out of you as a sharp claw tore through the skin of your wrist.

“Fuck-” The stranger jerked forward reflexively, taking your hand in his and examining your wound. “I’m sorry- This wasn’t supposed to happen.” He huffed releasing you with one hand in favor of digging through one of his pockets and eventually pulling out a bandage.

“You say that like you had a plan?” you murmured, raising an eyebrow pointedly as he began to loop the fabric around your forearm.

He let out an embarrassed chuckle, dark eyes flitting up to meet yours, “I did.” He was quiet for a moment as his gaze dropped back to your wrist, “I thought I’d come up to you and say something suave and you’d fall for me.” He huffed out a despondent laugh, “Hell, if I hadn’t been watching you long enough to know that whatever this was wasn’t going to work.”

You were understandably confused, eyes darting between the brunet and the careful way his fingers were dancing over your arm. “Why were you watching me?”

He opened his mouth as though to say something before thinking better of it. “You’ve already noticed that I’m not… normal. People like me- werewolves- tend to find people that we’re drawn to. It’s kind of like fate, y’know?” He kept talking, like his question was more rhetorical than anything, “I think you’re that for me, but I just hadn’t gotten up the nerve to talk to you until today.” He glanced up at you with a flustered blush clouding his cheeks, fingers still toying at the end of the gauze, though he’d finished tying it off several moments prior. “I kept telling myself ‘tomorrow, Riven; you’ll talk to him tomorrow’ but then today you were so late that I was scared I wouldn’t get the chance at all.”

You couldn’t help the small grin that tugged at the corner of your lips, “You could’ve just asked me out for coffee,” you teased.

The stranger- Riven, you figured- looked up at you, shocked. “Would you have said yes?”

“Dunno,” you shrugged, a sudden playful mood striking you, “Maybe you’ll have to ask me on my walk tomorrow and find out.” With that you tugged your hand out of his grasp and turned back down the trail, shooting him a wink as you left the forest and a dazed werewolf behind you.

There was no way you could’ve known it, but as Riven stood there for a few long minutes after you took your leave, he came to realize that meeting you had firmly cemented what he had long suspected; that you really were the one he’d been Meant to meet. He had already begun to count down the seconds until he could see you again by the time he turned to head back to his own home deep under the canopy of trees.

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[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Being Stella's best friend and Bloom liking you

Request: Yes or No

~

"You think he likes her?" Stella asked, frowning as she watched Sky and Bloom, a first year, talk. You looked up from your phone, following the blondes gaze and chuckling softly.

"Is Sky into gingers?" You asked, looking back at her with a soft gaze. Stella let out a sigh, shrugging.

"Maybe, I don't know."

"Stells, she's a first year. Guys like Sky always want to play heroes and help around the first years. Guys like Riven like the bang them. Is Sky like Riven?" You stepped infront of her, directing her gaze back onto you. Stella lightly shook her head, becoming more relaxed.

"Nobody could get over me, anways." Stella said, straightening her posture and shooting you a wink. You chuckled softly, glad to see typical Stella around rather than gloomy Stella. Sky had been good for her but it was understandable why they broke up. You had gotten a lot of shit for not dumping Stella aside.

"I'm gonna head to the cafeteria." Stella said, giving your arm a squeeze before walking away. You watched her do so, turning towards the specialist and fire fairy. You walked over to them, blinking when Riven got in your way.

"Did Stella send you on a mission? Must be nice being her sidekick. Did you help her blind-" You covered his mouth with your hand, watching his eyes widen. You let your hand drop, looking at the ice covering his mouth and preventing him from speaking.

"God, Riven, you're so much tolerable when you don't make noise." You grinned, stepping aside. You lifted your hand slightly, making ice appear beneath his feet. The ice crawled up his legs until it reached his knees, keeping him in place.

"See you around, Riv." You cooed, walking away from the Specialist. Sky took notice of his best friends distress and flailing, excusing himself to help him. You watched him jog by, chuckling softly. You looked at Bloom, making eye contact with the ginger. Her green eyes flickered around, bouncing off object to object as she tried avoiding looking at you directly.

"Bloom, right?" You asked, stopping infront of her. You gently twirled some of her hair around your finger. Bloom cleared her throat, nodding. She finally looked at you, obviously nervous.

"Did you, uhm.. Did you do that to Riven?" Bloom asked, looking over your shoulder. You turned your head, chuckling when you saw Sky holding a lighter to the ice in an attempt to melt it.

"Perhaps." You answered cooly, looking back at her with a coy grin. Bloom gave a small nod, smiling nervously.

"T-That's like, super cool." Bloom said, frowning and furrowing her brows afterward. "The pun was totally unintended."

"Well, at least your puns are accidental, unlike Riven's." You turned to face the Specialist, flicking your wrist and watching the ice retract. You grinned when Riven spun around to face you. You grabbed Blooms wrist, pulling her along.

"Up from a run?" You asked, looking back at her. Your gaze flickered to Riven, who had broken out into a jog. Bloom nodded.

"Y-Yeah, sure!"

"I hope you're fast."

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[bump1nthen1ght]

Animal Instinct (Werewolf x Reader)

Pairing: Male!Reader/Male!Werewolf

Warning: NSFT Content up ahead (18+ only), Non-Con, Predator-Prey Dynamics, Degradation

Word Count: 2454 words

Summary: You're caught by the beast hunting you, but he makes it clear killing you isn't his goal.

Request: Could ya do a Male werewolf x Male reader. And make it like a predator and prey scenario which turns spicy (SMUT) Plssssssssss😙

A/N: I’m gonna be honest y’all, this one is SPICY 🌶. I’ve added a short optional aftercare scene at the end, which establishes it as a consensual roleplay between two lovers, mostly because of the intensity of this piece. But if straight non-con is your thing, then enjoy!

The bite of the branches sting as you push through them, tearing at your clothes and leaving small scrapes along your skin. But anything is better than what runs behind you, taunting and screeching it’s horrible laugh.

“You can run all you want! But Imma still get you!” The voice cackles, the sound of large branches cracking as he easily tails you. The thump of his paws grow louder and louder, but you keep running anyway. A part of you says its fruitless, but a larger part of you is focusing all your energy on just fucking moving.

Don’t look back, Don’t look back, Don’t look back- That sickening hyena laugh rings through your ears as you are tackled to the ground. Tiny pebbles scratch your back as you and your assailant fall into a clearing in the forest, his large body pinning your shoulders to the ground. You clench your eyes shut, praying for this all to be a dream. That all you’re feeling is an extra heavy quilt your mother threw over you, not this….this thing.

“Gotcha.” He whispers, his wet breath blowing right past your ear. You scrunch up your face and jerk your head to the side, trying to avoid the muggy scent. He chuckles. “I told you.”  He leers, a drop of saliva dripping onto your cheek. “Now,” He grabs your jaw, the tips of his claws pressing into your skin, and forces your head towards him, “Look at me.”

You hesitantly open your eyes, blinded by the shocking white canines which hang above you, dripping with drool and exhaling hot breathes of exertion. Your eyes dart up, trying to avoid  his gaze, but his claws dig even deeper into your cheeks. “I said look at me, bitch.”

You suck in a deep breath, eyes finally meeting your attacker’s.

One is bright golden, glowing in the darkness, while the other is a faded white. The dull pink scar that runs up the left side of his face goes right across it, only adding to his menacing veneer. His smile is sickly, conniving, and he has the gall to pat your cheek; A reward for listening.

“Good, good. Now, ain’t that a handsome face?”

You don’t answer, the beast’s claws still pressed dangerously close to your neck. You gulp and the creature smiles, relishing in your fear. You can’t help but yelp when his wet nose presses against your throat, taking a large whiff. The creature shivers, his tongue lolling out in pleasure.

“You smell so delicious.” He takes another sniff, right up against your Adam’s Apple. “I love it when they run. Makes it all the more….” His long tongue licks a stripe up your neck, running from the clavicle all the way to your jaw, “Tantalizing.”

He keeps his right hand tight around your jugular while his other slides down your chest. His claws begin to catch on the fabric, tugging until it begins to leave small holes. You force your eyes upward, afraid to ask what he was doing. He eventually reaches the bottom of your shirt, where he grows impatient with his own teasing. In one quick movement, your entire shirt is ripped clean off of you. Goosebumps rise across your skin as your torso is exposed to the outside air. Your chest heaves with anxiety.

“Please.” Your voice begs, tears at the corner of your eyes. “Please just do it quickly.”

The creature clicks his teeth, tossing aside the tatters of your shirt and pulling his face away from your neck. You meet his gaze. His hungry, lusting gaze. He licks his lips, admiring  your flushed and sweaty skin. He traces dangerous circles around your nipples with his claws, enjoying how you jump at the contact.

“Sorry, little one.” He grabs the back of your head,  limbs moving so fast you barely have time to react, pulling you in for a passionate, sloppy kiss. His canines nip your bottom lip and he easily forces his tongue down your throat. You gag and thrash your upper body around, but his body weight has you pinned and his mouth is ravenous. When he finally detaches, a string of saliva still connecting your lips, he only smiles and whispers, “I intend to take my time tonight.”

He digs his claws into your hair and yanks your upper body upward and off the ground, your elbows pushing back to support the awkward angle. He lifts his lower body off yours, revealing his tattered shorts and massive bulge. It sends shivers down your spine, feeling your  stomach drop as he hastily undoes his trouser strings with one hand. Your scalp stings as he keeps it in place, right before he pulls out his cock. Your eyes widen and the creature cackles in delight. He spits into his paw and slathers his cock as he strokes it quickly, the hot-red tip being only inches away from your face.

His cock is thick, girthy and still almost eight inches long. Prominent veins run up the underside and converge at his head, which curves slightly upward. The skin of the shaft shines as his saliva lubes it up.

The creature yanks on your scalp and presses the tip of his cock up against your lips. You clench them shut, but can still taste the slight saltiness of his pre-cum. The creature tightens his grip on your hair and lets out a low growl.

“Open up.” He sneers, pulling on your hair when you falter for a second. You slowly open your mouth, praying he’ll take it easy on your poor throat. Before he slips his head in, the creature lets out another snarl. “Don’t even think about using your teeth. You won’t like me when I’m pissed.” You nod, the tip of his cock slowly resting on the tip of your tongue.

The creature doesn’t shove his cock down your throat, to your relief. Instead, he slowly forces your lips wider and wider as he slots it into your mouth, lavisciously moaning as he feels you clench and gag on his size.

“Oh yeah, that’s the stuff.” His cock hits the back of your throat, pressing uncomfortably up against your gag reflex. The creature licks his lips and his eyes roll into the back of his head. His claws dig into your scalp once more, but he avoids cutting your skin. When he looks back down at you, tears dropping from the corner of your eyes, he smiles. “Not that it would help you right now,” The creature says with a small thrust, forcing you to nearly choke. “But the name’s Riven.”

Another thrust and you try to ignore the overwhelming urge to vomit. Riven picks up his pace, his sweaty fur pressing up against your cheeks as he begins to fuck your face. His heavy balls slap your chin as he pulls out until only an inch as left, right before shoving you right back into his crotch. His moans turn into contented purrs and howls, his humps becoming sloppier and sloppier with each minute. Each thrust pounds the back of your throat, tears now freely flowing down your cheeks. You close your eyes and just focus on not scratching him with your teeth, lest it be the last mistake you make.

“Unng, gods. You were made for this, huh?” Riven strokes up your jaw with his free hand, before slowly moving down to your neck. “My little fucktoy. Throat just perfect for cock-sucking. Fuck!” He moans, stuck in his own ramblings as you try to not taste the salt of his dick. “Such a handsome boy, just asking for someone to shove their dick in your mouth, aren’t you?”

If you had the ability to form coherent thoughts any more, you might have shaken your head. But all your energy is spent on sending your consciousness away from here, trying to breathe through your nose and not choke on this beast's giant cock. Riven licks his lips.

“Oh, I bet you want it. Yeah, I think you do, little slut.” Riven pulls his dick out of your mouth and you gasp for a breath of fresh air. The taste of his dick still lingers on your tongue, and slobber runs down your chin and off his dick and rivulets. Your eyes begin to blur, but are brought back into focus when Riven slaps your cheek. A playful one, but still very jarring. “You’ve been so good to me so far. I’ll give you what you need, as a favor.” Your eyebrows quirk, befuddled, not letting the hope that he’ll let you go simmer in your chest. Riven wipes away the tear tracks that mark your face. It’s a shockingly romantic gesture.

But then he shoves your face into the grass, turning you so you lie on your stomach, and hastily ripping off your shorts. You didn’t think it was possible, but your stomach drops even lower, your heart seizing as you feel his claws fondle your ass.

“No, N-no, please-” Your mouth is shoved back into the grass, your body shaking as the wet head of Riven’s dick begins to circle around your asshole.

“Shut up and let me treat you.” Riven spits onto your butt, rubbing his saliva into your tight hole. The tip of his forefinger begins to press into the ring of muscle and your body instinctively tries to move away. Riven grabs your shoulder with one hand and pins you down. “I’m not always this nice. Fucking enjoy it, ungrateful slut.”

Two of Riven’s fingers force their way into you and the guttural whine that comes from you makes Riven laugh. You clench your eyes shut, burying your face into the rough ground below.

Please, just make it quick.

You pray, knowing the creature would never listen if you asked.  

Riven spreads you open with his fingers, pushing and pulling at your insides, only just grazing at the sensuous spot; The spot that sends jolts of electricity down your body, the one that makes your knees shake. They only tease and hint at what’s to come, bringing you only a hint of pleasure.

He pulls them out, quickly lining up his head with your asshole. You murmur more prayers into the ground, trying not to give him the satisfaction of your pleas.

His cock feels even bigger than when it was in your mouth, but Riven still takes his sweet time inserting himself all the way. His claws dig up the dirt, his breath washing over your neck as he leans his chest over your back. You can feel his thick fur rubbing against your t-shirt, moist and thick with sweat. He grunts as he slowly enters you, and growls into your ear when he’s reached the base. He whispers to you, voice stuttering,

“T-told you you 're made for this.”

Riven begins to hump, his hands moving up to your hips to pull you back against his crotch. The noises that leave you, tiny whines and whimpers, are unconscious and impossible for you to keep in. Riven moans and lets out long breaths as he fucks your asshole, his claws pinching against the thin skin of your pelvis as his thrusts in frequency. His dirty-talk is cut short as he simply enjoys the way you suck him in; He can see the way your body tenses and jolts every time he hits your prostate.

Riven loves the fucked-out look you have. You don’t realize it, but your tongue is sticking out of your mouth. Your muffled cries are all he needs, especially with how delicious your ass feels around his cock. Tight and barely-prepared, your beautiful back arching against him only brings him deeper inside you.

Black spots dot your vision as Riven rails you into the ground. Your hips have started to go numb from the brutality, the white scratches on your hips barely leaving an impact on your nerves. But that overwhelming heat remains; that tightness in your belly that reminds you where you are and what you’re feeling. You hate it, hate it so much, but the way his cock presses against that spot feels so good.

Your muscles slowly lose control and go limp from the pleasure, and you feel Riven’s thrust get more and more impassioned. You squeal as he fucks you harder and harder, that crashing wave slowly reaching its peak.

“Cum on my cock. Then I’ll fill you up, like the good little bitch you are.” Your fingers curl into the grass as Riven’s dick twitches inside you, his moans uncontrollable as he reaches his own climax as well. That knot in your belly slowly begins to snap; Closer, closer, closer-

“Fuck, fuck!” Streams of hot cum fill your asshole and you feel your cock jerk as you orgasm as well, cum staining the grass below. Riven lets out a powerful howl as he rides out his orgasm, his thrusts weakening as shoots more and more of his cum down your ass. His claws push you back one last time before he slumps over you. The smell of wet-dog and semen attacks your senses, but it’s like your entire body has lost its will to move. You fall into the grass, soaked in sweat and totally exhausted. Riven’s body weight lies on top of you. Like a humid, disgusting blanket.

“Absolutely perfect for me. My perfect little mate.”

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(Optional Aftercare)

It takes you a second to catch your bearings, your long breaths taking up most of your energy before you can even think about speaking.

“That was….really good.” You sigh, still struggling to catch your breath and slow down your heart rate. Your boyfriend sighs, nuzzling into your back and nodding.

“Yeah. I wasn’t too much, was I?”

You shake your head, cheek still plastered to the grass. “Nope, just enough.” You give him a thumbs up. Riven laughs, the vibrations rumbling against your sore back.

“That’s good. Sorry about the slap, I was really in the moment.”

“Please, you couldn’t hurt me with a love-tap like that.”

Riven moves to push himself up, maybe to protest how strong he actually is, but his shaky arms give out on him and he collapses onto your back. You let out a small ‘ooph’

“..I guess that checks out.”

The two of you giggle, body’s still interlocked and exhausted. Riven runs his fingers, without his claws, up your sides and nuzzles into the back of your neck. You reach back and begin petting his shoulder. Riven’s tail lazily wags behind him.

“Love you.” He whispers, pressing a kiss onto your skin.

“Love you too.” You yawn, stretching your sore neck. “Now get off of me, you smell horrible.”

“Hey!”

#my writing #reader insert #male reader #male reader insert #werewolf x reader #werewolves #monster/human

[davidlikesguys02]

Rough Sex

Word count: 697

Warnings: 18+, gay sex, rimming, rough sex, he calls your bussy a pussy, cumming in ass, boyfriend catches you cheating, shower room sex.

M/n: male name

B/n: boyfriend name

GIF not mine

Kinkvember 2022

You walk into the showers with a towel wrapped around your body, you walk over to the shower handle and turn it on. After waiting a few minutes you throw the towel over the wall and walk in, you throw your head back letting the water run down your body. You hear as the shower next to you turn on, you turn to look next to you and see Riven smirking at you “hey” you roll your eyes “hey Riven”

You grab your shampoo bottle and squirt a decent amount into your hand, you begin to lather it into your head. You lay your head under the shower and feel as the water begins to wash the soap away, you take a step back and feel as your back touches Rivens body “I miss you M/n, I miss our fun nights together”

You turn around so you're looking at him “I told you I have a boyfriend now” you lean closer towards him laying your hand on his chest “and he’s not exactly fond of you Riven” “why?” You feel as he begins to trail his hands down your waist towards you ass “cause he can’t fuck you like I do” you smile as an idea pops into your head “oh he can and I think he does an even better job”

You watch as he leans in closer pushing you under the water “you sure about that M/n” you nod, he begins to lean down “then maybe I’ll have to change your mind N/n” as soon as the familiar nickname leaves his mouth he connects your lips together. You trail your hand down his body towards his already hard cock, you pull away from the kiss “are you going to fuck me” “I’m going to fucking ruin you”

You watch as he turns the shower off and pushes you against the cold tile, you turn to look at him and watch as he falls to his knees. You feel as he parts your ass cheeks apart “Riven” you feel as he dives his tongue into your hole “mhm” you use one of your hands and push his face further into your ass “god” he gets back up and grabs your arms behind your back. “I told you I’m the only one who could make you feel good”

He aligns his cock into your hole and begins to slowly slide in, he leans in and whispers into your ear “fuck your feel so good around me” you smile and let out a small moan. He begins to roughly thrust into you hitting your prostate constantly “Riven” “yes” “so good” “who does this pussy belong too” “you” “you sure” you nod, he pulls his cock from your abused hole and turns you around.

He picks you up and lays your back on the cold tile, you wrap your hands around his neck pulling him closer. He aligns his cock into your hole again and begins thrusting into you, you throw your head back in the tile as you begin to see stars in the room. “You’re boyfriend could never make you feel this good huh” you open your eyes and watch as your boyfriend walks into the shower.

You smile “no, he could never. You’re the only one that makes me feel so good Riven” you watch as your boyfriend walks away clearly pissed at you, but you could care less as you approach your orgasam. “Mhm Riven” he looks up at you “I know, I’m close too” you close your eyes tightly and cum all over Rivens chest the warm water washing it away. Rivens thrust begins to get sloppy before finally cumming deep inside of you.

“Fuck M/n” he leans in and kisses you, he slowly lets you down. “That was amazing, do you still think your boyfriend is better?” “Ex boyfriend, he walked in while you were balls deep inside of me” he lets out a small laugh “he was never good for you anyways” “and you are?” “I could be, if you gave me a chance” “alright” “yes” he says excitedly, he leans in and kisses you one last time.

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[zaceouiswriting]

Fairy Prince - Hearts of Leviathans - Ch.18

Character: Sky x male reader, Riven x male reader, Brandon x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in Winx Club/Saga

Warnings: None

Whispers followed my confident question. Of course, I know the two are still on my list, but I don't care which would be my next enemy, even though I hope it will be the blonde, possibly the cruelest, who gave me moldy food and used me as a punching bag. All because he believes the rumors.

But neither seems ready to take a step forward. With a deep sigh, I stick my sword into the ground, ready to degrade the people who believe they are at the pinnacle of military power. That was until the blonde steps forward out of nowhere.

“You’re too cocky. You may have defeated Riven, but you’re just a pervert.”

At this point, that nickname doesn't even bother me anymore. I just don't like that such a lie could destroy the reputation I've built by winning a war I never wanted to be a part of. But my growing anger dissipated as I remind myself that no one there actually knows who I am.

“Can we start this fight?” I ask the instructor, to which he nods. A second later begins the fight verbally.

"You will go under, metal can never defeat plasma-"

Before the blonde could even finish his sentence, I cut the plasma blade in a single movement and held my sword to his neck. With a grin, I move my head close to his ear and whisper, "That's called the viper bite. I usually would have had a dagger in my left hand, so this snake only has one tooth."

Without waiting for a second, I stab him in the neck with the tip of the blade, only to draw out a single drop of blood before kicking his legs in and causing him to fall to the ground while also turning away in the same motion so I can would not be torn down with him. As he lies shocked on the ground, I'm standing over him with the point of my sword at his throat. A crashing sound followed his quick defeat. His weapon, which flew a few meters due to his fall, suddenly bursts as the energy crystal explodes into a thousand pieces.

Once again, everyone around us is speechless. When he looks at Saladin, it is clear that he has already resigned himself to his fate. Fully aware that his people had done something unforgivable. Now that he can see that my grandfather did not lie to him.

I kneel next to Blondie and stare into his clear blue eyes. A beauty of innocence, but they couldn't fool me. He's not the first pretty boy to try to catch me with feigned innocence, although the first one actually managed to trap me this way. His eyes were even clearer than those of the blonde below me, his hair dark and curly. I could feel my face fall. Why do I have to remember him now?

“You were so arrogant it was almost cute,” I whisper as I swallow the sadness building inside me. "Your grip is strong for a swordsman, but you are as flexible as a tree, and your footwork is almost worse than Riven's," I sigh deeply, "you have a lot of training ahead of you."

After giving him these tips, I stand up and walk away. But there's a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. Out of reflex, I raise my sword again to keep it behind me. A clinking sound and the feeling of something falling to the floor unnerves me. As I look over my shoulder, my blood begins to boil. There is a small dagger on the ground. I can't believe that an honorable soldier raised with the principles of a knight would do such a thing. It leaves me speechless.

At that moment, something just snapped inside me. The anger rising within me simply broke my patience. With my fist clenched, I turn around and run towards the blonde guy lying on the ground, who is grinning at me so smugly. It just makes me even angrier.

My hand hurt and burned after just a few hits. His face is hard, the bones so strong that I may have done more damage to my hand than to his face. But when people finally pull me away from him, his face is pretty beaten up, bloody, and swollen.

It actually took the specialists five men to pull me away from the dishonorable blonde idiot. They try to calm me down, but none of their words could do anything for me as they have looked down on me the whole time and still call me a pervert just because their walnut brains can't comprehend a male magic fairy.

As I am restrained, I close my eyes and begin to breathe lightly again, soothing my own mind with memories of the warmth of my childhood. But even that can only get me so far if the same person who sparked my anger keeps humiliating me, which is what the blonde does. Even after I beat him to a pulp, he couldn't stop insulting me. Luckily, I didn't react, which shows the guys holding me that I'm no longer a threat. At least, that's what they thought.

Then, as soon as they release me, I run forward, to everyone's visible and audible horror. With my sword before me, I am ready to strike him down. His eyes were as wide as possible with his swollen, almost blocked eyes. Another man is holding him, looking pale and fearing for his own life, although my blade wouldn't hit him as my only target is the monster he is helping.

With my eyes burning and my blade inches from his face, I prepare to kill another person. In my anger, I wait for blood to spray all over me. But it didn't happen, not even a little bit.

Instead, when I come back to my senses, my blade has been stopped by another. A massive, green greatsword. The wielder, someone I never thought would do this. I stare at him through gritted teeth and ask him in a whisper, "What are you doing? Let me kill the smug, arrogant dimwit!"

“I can’t allow that,” he answers quietly, as softly as he had always spoken to me. “He is my knight.”

“Knight?” I ask mockingly. “A knight would never be this underhanded! Throwing a knife in my back? You must be joking."

The brown-haired man briefly looks back at his knight. For a second, I even imagined seeing a momentary flash of disappointment in them, but before I could be sure, he turns forward again. Instead, all I could see was his determination to protect his knight regardless of what he had done.

I try to push him away, but the only thing that happens in return is he shoves me back instead. Startled, I stare at him with shocked eyes. My gaze even involuntarily wanders down my arms to my sword. But there's nothing wrong. So, how could he push me away so easily? His attention is already back on his knight.

"I'm sorry for my knight Brandon, but you can't just kill everyone who does something to you."

I roll my eyes and could only scoff. Once again, I'm beyond annoyed by his insolence. But to calm him down, I take a few steps away, preparing for the next fight.

“If I kill everyone who lied about me or said words to me that I don't like, no one here would be left alive.”

I could see and hear a heavy swallow going down his throat, by his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Because he knows I'm right. I grin at having the upper hand and hold my sword out to him.

“A bet,” I offer him.

"What?" he asks, increasingly confused.

“A bet,” I repeat myself more slowly, “If I win against you, too, I want everyone in your group to grant me one wish.”

"Is that all?"

“No,” you smiled evilly, “I want one of you three to be my assistant, loyal and cooperative.”

“And what if I win?”

“Whatever you want,” I tell him, staring into his eyes, never breaking eye contact, which makes him visibly uncomfortable.

The brown-haired man turns to his friends. They both approach him, and as they speak quietly, I look around; the atmosphere is more tense. Many people watch my every move with a disdain I've never felt before. Why do these people hate me? Is it really just because I wanted to follow my birthright? Would they change if they realized the error in their beliefs? I don't think so, but only time will tell.

I stand there for a minute, staring at the three guys heatedly arguing about my bet. But to be honest, it has quickly become boring. I look up and stare at the sun for only a moment before just looking at my fingernails.

At some point, I must've zoned out because I have only come to my senses after I feel someone pushing me. I shake my head to clear it and see the instructor in front of me, his face twisted in disgust. He doesn't say a word. He only looks down at me as if I'm inferior to him.

Already ticked off, I feel my magic tingling in my hand, ready to bring this man back down to the ground where he belongs. But luckily for him, I catch Saladin's eye as he shakes his head. Annoyed, I let go of the magic building in my left hand, a spell that would've electrified the man to a crisp. However, when I let it go, my arm glows with lighting. It even affects my eyes, with which I stare directly into the teachers' orbs. I could see him swallowing in fear, exactly what I wanted to see.

"Let's get this over with," I mumble impatiently. "Are you ready, pretty boy?"

The brunette guy turns and looks around, but to his visible shock, my eyes are solely on him. It took me a moment too long for my liking to understand that he didn't think I could ever mean him. I call out to him, ready to pounce him, already in my attack stance. Then, and only then, it apparently dawned on him that I could actually mean him. He blushes a little but stood his ground.

Soon, the instructor begins our fight. Unlike the other two times, I don't move instantly and stare at my opponent. Strangely, he doesn't get as nervous as I thought he would. Smiling, hoping he is more than what meets the eye. After a few minutes, he still didn't make his first move, so I did it for him.

Instead of walking, I go down a little. I angle my feet and stand still for a second, only to suddenly start sprinting. My opponent's eyes widen due to my high speed. He could barely react in time to raise his sword into the sky and bring it down a moment later. Seeing this, I hold up my sword, blocking his attack with ease, holding his greatsword slightly above me. Not many people actually fight with a greatsword, as a metal sword of this size is heavy and difficult to handle. But since only the handle is made from metal and the blade comes from a plasma crystal, the weight is certainly not an issue.

I can see the terror in his eyes that even with the power he has put into his sword, I find it so easy to block his attack. Although I feel the pressure he's putting on my sword with his due to his immense strength, I don't show it to make him suffer psychologically. He is strong but not very smart. He could have tried to push me to the ground using his legs or even removing one of his hands from the hilt of his sword since I'm sure he could wield it with one hand. But he doesn't do it. His only way of fighting is direct. This is honorable, but it doesn't work in a real fight.

There were many different ways I could end this fight, even honorably. But what's fun in it? I grin because I know the third fight is almost over. But suddenly, the pressure on my sword grew exponentially. Confused, I raise my gaze up to my opponent. He wears a determined expression on his almost saintly features, portraying nothing but displeasure at the moment.

Soon, I could hear a cracking sound under my feet, and even my left hand begins to hurt from still blocking the brutes strike. I could hold the position if I have to. But to get through this fight unscathed, I really need to do something soon. 

I let my sword waver under the growing pressure, gazing at my opponent's handsome features and waiting for him to smile.

And just as I think about it - not even a few seconds later - a big smile appears on his face because he believes he will win the fight and everything he wants from me. Now that I know he's already going berserk, I can finally end the fight.

I let my sword glide down the plasma greatsword and duck under it faster than the guy before me could react since he's out of his mind. Barely past the sword hanging above my head, I hear it crash into the stone, which cracked further under the enormous pressure exerted on it. My sword helped it come down further away from me. As soon as I feel my sword release from the pressure, I pull it towards me and quickly upwards. I quickly approach my opponent, and in an instant, I am standing in front of him, the sharp blade of my sword at his throat, cutting his skin lightly to bring him out of his rage.

The guy's eyes quickly clear again. The whitish, murky eyes turn into a warm hazel brown. To say it shocks me would be an understatement. I rarely found eyes beautiful, but these? They are from a different world.

“Man, you have beautiful eyes,” I murmur. It's only when I see the increasing blush on my opponent's cheeks that I realize that I actually said those words out loud and not only in my head. Embarrassed, I turn my head away but don't step away from him. "What's your name?"

He clears his throat, trying to hide his blush and replacing it with a grin.

“Sky,” he replies politely, a certain arrogance in his voice as if he is playing a role.

"Just Sky?“

“Prince Sky of Eraklyon.“

I stare at him dumbfounded, my mouth slightly open. He must have taken it to mean that I am amazed that he is actually a prince, but why should I? Instead, I look around. For a moment too long, my eyes are focused on the blonde guy that the guy in front of me called Brandon. He must have seen me staring at him because he moves nervously on his feet.

“Are you sure you're the Prince of the Golden Lion?” 

“Yes,” he says, less confident than before.

“Okay,” I whisper back and sheathe my sword. I step back from him and bow to him mockingly with a slight wink, ready to put an end to this show fight.

I turn to Saladin and the others. Everyone is stunned. It feels good, but I'm still not satisfied for some reason. My eyes shift to Cory, but his gaze is focused on the rest of the forest and seemed struck by its beauty. But he couldn't fool me. With a furious gaze, I stare at him. It didn't take long for him to look at me, but he immediately looks away. He tries to pretend he didn't see my angry eyes.

“Let’s fight!” I shout to him.

Cory groans in annoyance, throwing his head back, refusing to acknowledge me. However, when some specialists persist in bothering him, he reluctantly looks in my direction. It's clear he doesn't want to engage in any conflict with me. All I could do is smile confidently at him.

But Corey wasn't lucky that day because, as my best friend's older brother, I know how to rile him up. I change my face to a cold facade, straighten my back fully, slam the tip of my sword into the ground, and walk towards him. I caught a suspicious look out of the corner of my eye, but he didn't move away, most likely to protect his honor. I mean, who would run away from a rookie, right?

As I approach him, I maintain a serious expression and don't even offer a slight smile. I move around him in a circle, like the superior predator that I know I am.

“I understand you’re afraid of me, Corey,” I start murmuring. Almost immediately, I could feel his gaze on me. But I don't know if he's already figured out what I'm trying to do or if I've already got him hooked. Anyway, it's just the beginning. “Since Richard's failed expedition put your family's name in jeopardy, and your little brother was never able to defeat me even when I was supposed to be a fairy, I understand you are afraid of failure. Especially now that my grandfather has taken a liking to you and your family.”

“Shut it!” Cory warns me quietly. All eyes were on us, but our voices were so quiet that few could hear our words.

As soon as those disrespectful words left his big mouth, I finally stop some distance away from him. I grin at him. It didn't take long for him to realize my end goal. His eyes widen in panic, and he tries to reach out to me to apologize, but it's too late already.

“I demand retribution for this disrespect,” I say loudly. “I demand a Dorbikurr!”

The murmuring crowd abruptly fell silent. Although most probably have no idea what "Dorbikurr" means, the heavy tone of the word is probably enough to convey that it's not something easy or positive.

For as long as I've known him, Cory has never looked so shocked.

“Are you in your right mind?” he asks me in a panic. “I am a close graduate of the Red Fountain Academy. Do you think you can beat me? You know what would happen if I win, right?”

"I have to give up everything and become your servant forever. Corey, do you think I'm stupid?" I ask him rhetorically, my grin growing wider.

Even though I would lose everything if I lose to him, he wouldn't suffer the same fate. As the one challenged to this sacred duel, he would only lose his ability to ever hurt me. He cannot fight me in the future, tarnish my reputation, or oppose me in any way, and if he learns of a plot to harm me, he must inform me. Nothing in this world or any other can break the sacred promise.

He sighs as he resigns to his fate. Seemingly confident he would win. Even though I challenged him, is he really this stupid or just too cocky. Either way, I'll be sure to wipe away the growing smirk on his face.

[Masterlist]

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[supercap2319]

Y/N’s not sure when he became Nate and Maddy from Euphoria, but seeing Dane and Luke on the dancer floor of the pub, swaying their bodies close as Dane captured Luke’s mouth into a kiss, soft and sweet as he looks at Riven with ‘fuck me’ eyes. It made Y/N’s blood boil and he was thankful Bloom was the Fire Fairy, and not him because Dane’s hair would be on fire right now.

The young Fairy grabbed both Riven and Sky’s hands, depriving them of their drinks as he led them to the dance floor and sandwiched himself in between them. Sky was in front of him as Riven was in the back, Y/N swayed his body to the beat of the sound as he draped his hands around Sky’s neck as Riven planted his hand around his waist, just above his ass.

The three of them moved in one singular motion as Y/N rubbed his ass over Riven’s crotch on purpose to get him started up. Y/N pulled Sky’s face down and kissed the tall blonde in a passionate kiss as Dane looks at them from across the dance floor. Mesmerized by the three guys. Y/N pulled back as he turned his head slightly to the left as he captured his other boyfriend’s lips as he opened one eye and fixed it on Dane as he smirks at him.

The second year Specialist huffs and walks off with Luke at his heels. The young Fairy pulls away as Riven smirks. “You were jealous, weren’t you?”

Y/N rolled his eyes. “Nobody gives my boyfriends ‘fuck me’ eyes except me.”

Sky smirks. “What do you say the three of us have our own private party?”

“Sure. I think the bathroom is empty.”

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[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

Can I request a fate fic? If not, that's okay.

Pairing: Sky x fairy!reader x Riven

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Riven used to be an open book, sharing his world with Y/N since they were but children. She never had to ask, she knew when he was in a foul mood before he ever uttered a single word.

Everything changed when they started studying at Alfea. Separated in different congregations as a fairy and a specialist, Y/N didn't know how to remain friends when Riven was purposefully avoiding her.

He was her fix for life, the one she thought would be her endgame once they're old enough, yet she couldn't stop him from leaving her in the dust as he met new friends, as he changed irreversibly.

She doesn't feel him anymore, their connection failing with the emotional distance. She isn't a mind fairy, but she wishes she is. Perhaps then she'd know if he loves her still.

He's changed too much, too quickly, she can't even recognize him anymore.

Heart bleeding, she watched as he lost himself in other fairies, specialists, anything willing with a heartbeat.

Fingers trembling, palms tingling, she imagines his hand in hers, but the warmth is impossible to imagine. She was never cold before, but she feels so cold without him by her side.

"You look a little lost", a male voice beckons her to lift her head. Her eyes meet the blue, cheerful ones and it's impossible to remain in a somber mood when the guy's dashing smile reaches her.

"I was", she smiles genuinely. "I'm not anymore."

Offering his hand for her to take, he watches her take it reluctantly. "I'm Sky", he gives her hand a gentle squeeze. She could never imagine a guy of his size to be so gentle.

"Y/N", she breathes out. "You have a very fitting name."

"How so?"

Shrugging, she tucks her hair behind her ears shyly. "Your eyes are as blue as the sky."

Chuckling, he runs a hand through his hair.

"You must hear that all the time", she averts her gaze as a scarlet blush adorns her cheeks.

Sitting beside her, Sky shakes his head. "Actually, no. Not many girls come up to me."

Her head snaps in his direction in genuine surprise, "I find that hard to believe."

Clearing his throat, his smile falters and she finds herself wishing to make him smile once more.

"They say I'm intimidating", Sky admits.

"You don't seem intimidating", Y/N's eyes fix on his. "I'd like to get to know you better."

"Really?" Sky's lips part as she nods excitedly.

"Very much."

"How about lunch? I just have a quick class now and I'm free after."

Inhaling deeply, she nods. "I can wait, if you want to."

"I do", Sky blurts out. Grinning, he stands and only then does Y/N notice his clothes. He's a specialist.

"Alright then. I won't move", she crosses her fingers as he walks backwards toward the field, his smile never losing its brilliance.

She watched him join Saul Silva, hoping he's one of the older students. As Sky sparred, she silently cheered from the sidelines. She didn't notice anyone but Sky and the clear superiority in every move he makes births pride in her thundering heart. Just as he dropped his opponent to the ground, Sky turned to her and winked only for Y/N to giggle and shake her head fondly.

She didn't notice her once best friend coming on the field late or the glare he sent her when he picked up on the flirtatious interaction between his roommate and the girl he was once close with.

Heading straight for Sky, Riven enters her view and her smile is erased.

"My turn", Riven smirks at Sky. Glancing at Y/N, Riven gives her a small wave before turning to Sky.

"Shit", Y/N whispers under her breath as her eyes widen.

Riven is fast, quickly blocking Sky's attacks while successfully landing a few blows himself. Everyone gathered to watch, giving Y/N a faint idea of their rivalry.

"COME ON, SKY", she cheers loudly. For a split second, Riven looks her way but it's long enough for Sky to use the chance and force Riven to the ground.

Pissed, Riven refuses Sky's hand and gets up on his own. Heading straight for Y/N in his agitated state, Y/N's heart jumps. She was never afraid of Riven in the past, but she didn't trust the new him anymore.

Holding out her hands, she instantly summons her flames that dance in the darkness of her irises, setting her eyes aflame as well.

"Seriously?" Riven snorts.

"I should be asking you that!"

Shaking his head in disappointment he scratches his chin. "Nice to know where we stand."

Scoffing, Y/N wills her flames to grow. "I don't even know who you are these days. Pardon me for wanting to protect myself."

Sky pushes Riven aside, "Leave her be!"

Chuckling darkly, Riven nods to himself. "Gladly."

As he walks away, Y/N's flames die down as her bottom lip quivers.

"Are you okay?" Sky asks, breathless.

She nods meekly, holding tears at bay. For once, she didn't think of Riven and he still appeared in time to ruin her chipper mood.

She loved Riven, she truly loved him once. All that love had turned sour in her heart over time and now? Now it's hate.

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[maycat-19-142]

Winx specialists date headcannons

A/n: no roy because he has the emotional capacity of a brick

⚠️: Mentions of PDA, gender neutral reader, cuddles, jealousy, dancing, seeking in to dorms

Contains: Sky, Brandon, Timmy, Rivan, Helia, nabu, nex

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Sky

This man is a prince

He lives to spoil you

His favorite date is walking though the gardens of Eraklyon

Or a café in magix in between classes

He just lives to spend time with you

Over the course of the relationship he becomes more into PDA so that is plus maybe

Brandon

He likes to sit and just watch movies

Cuddles in either you of his dorm rooms

You can take him out to a restaurant but he will fight over the bill

He will probably thought your card or cash

He will just not let you pay

If you are out with the other specialist and winx he will have an arm around you

Timmy

This man

He loves study dates

You help him with what he doesn't understand

And he helps you with what you don't understand

Or you do your own work and just sit in silence

In public no PDA like at all

Rivan

He likes training dates

You spare or work out together

He also loves teaching you how to use different wepons

If your a fairy or witch he loves seeing you fly

Also tried to convince you to send magic attacks at him for him to try and dodge

With PDA 100% he loves it

He is a jealous guy so if he is touching you he is happy

If you don't like it he is fully ok with it

Helia

He is a vibe I swear

He loves walks around the campus of your respective school

You are not the every day must see couple

You often just sit in the park together

He will always leave you a poem for the time you're apart

With PDA you just hold hands and maybe a kiss but PDA is very subtle

Nabu

He is very low maintenance when it comes to dates

If he is with you he is happy

Most of this you pick the dates

If he picks he picks a café or some place quite where you can just be in each other presence

With PDA he is chill

It is up to you

Want a lot of PDA ok

Want no PDA also ok

Nex

He loves walks on the beach just talking about life and the future

Often he becomes sentimental

This is never and I mean NEVER upfront of the others

Just you

You almost always watching the sunset and seeking in to your dorms later that night

He like rivan loves PDA

Holding hands ✅

Cuddles ✅

Kisses ✅

Everything ✅

Hope you enjoyed have a good day and night 🌙

pixie out 🧚‍♀️

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updated on the 07.01.2021

the specialists

sky

wap dance headcanons

starry confessions - angst to fluff

brandon

the ‘i miss you’ mission - fluff

flowercrown - stella x brandon, fluff

wap dance headcanons

angelic one, fluff

timmy

secrets - fluff

wap dance headcanons

riven

missing him - angst (?), to fluff

i bet you look good on the dancefloor - fem band guitarist, singer au reader! fluff

wap dance headcanons

headcanons + imagine, riven with a cutesy but also tough male!s/o

night terror - fluff

helia

holding hands - fluff

excuse me - soulmate au! angst

wap dance headcanons

headcanons for an s/o that tends to wear darker clothing and is able to create monsters

nex

nothing here, yet..

roy

nothing here, yet..

nabu

nothing here, yet..

winx girls

bloom

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

stella

flowercrown - stella x brandon, fluff

birthday girl - fluff

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

flora

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

musa 

the duet - fluff

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

tecna

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

trapped in a bubble headcanons

layla / aisha

winter headcanons

relationship headcanons

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

roxy

trapped in a bubble headcanons

daphne

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

villains

icy

nothing here, yet..

stormy

nothing here, yet..

darcy

nothing here, yet..

valtor

nothing here, yet..

ogron

nothing here, yet..

anagon

nothing here, yet..

gantlos

nothing here, yet..

duman

nothing here, yet..

selina

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

others

luna

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

mirta

part 2, trapped in a bubble headcanons

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