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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 — 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!servant!reader, suggested dub con & sexual slavery, exhibitionism, cuckqueening if you squint, masturbation ( him ), facial, cum worship, master kink, threats against reader, brief fingering ( her ), degradation, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3

𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 ∣ holy by zolita

you didn’t often feel envious when the Pillar Men used someone else. in fact, more often than not, your mountainous masters were much too insatiable, and your poor body could only take so much. you’d be grateful if you were gifted time to recuperate, to be fed and given water and bathed by your fellow captors.

but you’d grown accustomed to being the favorite. the one they not only fucked, but the one they doted on, and gave affectionate names. for the sake of the gods, two of them had even been so magnanimous as to kiss your lips ( Wamuu being the most affectionate, followed by Santana who preferred to devour your mouth ).

there was just something about the way Kars was groaning. the way the sweat sparkled on his muscled abdomen when he thrusted forward, diving deep into the girl he held in the air. the way she cried out, red faced, eyes crossed, she had been taken to the brink of sexual madness and then kept there by a god.

and you were jealous.

as much as you loathed it, your body yearned to feel Kars special grade of decimation; you wanted to be in her place, to wrap around his celestial cock and be the cause of all of his boisterous grunting.

you’d been carrying a jug of pulque to altar room, where they all had gathered, but you linger by the doorway, biting on your lip, watching the sordid display with want in your eyes.

Kars’ eyes flicker up to your figure, and he tilts his head. “Jealous, little one?” he teased, experimenting with bouncing the girl up and down harder, until she was choking out cries for mercy. you look to your feet, knowing better than to meet Kars’ gaze lest you be whipped for your audacity, but you peeked at the display. you thought about taking her place; you wouldn’t beg for mercy, you’d moan for him— let your cunt milk him, you’d thank him for all the pain and ecstasy he bestowed upon you. you could feel Kars’ gaze on you, watching your reaction.

Esidisi let out a bellowing bowl of laughter, as he approached you, circling you, pushing you forward into the room. “You’ve been spoiled by cock, have you? Do you think you deserve it more than any other whore here?”

“N-no, master!” you insisted, gripping the jug.

“Yes, you do.” Kars snorts, pounding away. “Tell the truth or Wamuu will beat it out of you”

your heart was pounding when Wamuu stood up, and you recoil back against the giant to your back. “I—I’m envious,” you admitted, sheepish, “I—I only live to serve my masters, and I—“ you look down at your bare feet, wishing you’d not been so transparent, “I am envious when they choose anyone else…”

Santana was staring at you, hungry eyes darting up and down your naked frame, and you shift on your feet, feeling the heat of his gaze. “I would be happy to stuff you full of all the cock your little body can handle, slave. Come over here—“

“Santana.” Kars cut him off, cutting a sharp glance in his direction. “Don’t be gluttonous. I’ve allowed you enough of her, have I not?”

Santana grimaced; you were stealing shots of their countenances. he didn’t want to admit that Kars could snatch you away from his underlings just as easily as he gives you over to them. “Well…” Santana pondered the question, submitting to his superior as he leaned back in his seat, “I can smell her sweet, wet cunt from over here.” he fired back, and you squeeze your thighs together, humiliated, but Esidisi quirks a brow and reaches down to cup your sex, teasing your slit to see just how wet you were. you yelp, obediently spreading your legs for him, closing your eyes tight.

“He’s right, Kars,” Esidisi confirmed with a nod, his thick fingers worming their way into you. interior walls spasmed and clenched around the digits, but he teased by spreading you open with those fingers, testing your elasticity. “It would be a shame to waste such a tight, warm hole. If you’ll not have her, I’ll bend her over right now—“ you were already leaning forward as he pushed against your shoulder blades, whimpering in submission, when Santana jumped to his feet.

“I want her! I claimed her!” he roared, suddenly, the heat of his desire overpowering his respect for his superiors in this moment, and you flinch, trembling with your head down.

when you peeked up from under your browline with one eye, you saw Wamuu grasping Santana’s shoulder and hurling him backwards to slam into the stone wall. “Respect our masters, Santana.” it did more damage to the wall than to the manbeast, who snarled, but was dropping to one knee and dipping his head in tandem with his adoptive brother.

“Forgive me, masters,” he cut his eyes to Kars, peering up at him before adding begrudgingly, “Father.”

Kars seems pleased enough, exhaling as he releases the girl from his grasp and she crumbles to the floor, and is soon forgotten there. even you couldn’t bother to look to her, because Kars was stepping around her, wrapping a powerful fist around his massive cock, shiny and pointing towards his belly button. the sight made you dizzy, and you clenched around Esidisi’s fingers with a soft, hopeful whimper on your lips. “Well, well, causing quite the rift, aren’t you, little one?” he mutters to you, tilting his head to watch your expression. you keep your eyes averted downwards, staring at his nudity instead, and you whine a quiet apology.

Esidisi chortles low and wicked, pumping his fingers into you, “Little witch. She must enjoy watching her masters fight over who will use her as a cocksheath, she’s tightening up already!”

“Give her to me.”

Esidisi nods, grinning from ear to ear, and shoves you off of his fingers towards Kars. your weak knees start to buckle as the force of his push sends you tumbling helplessly on to the hard floor at Kars’ feet with a pathetic oomf. for a moment, you just stay there, your thigh aching where you’d landed, staring at his feet, they were spread in a wide stance, and you knew if you looked up, his mighty cock would be directly above you. “Mm… Master…” you whispered, uncertain if it was acceptable to raise your head or not, even though you so desperately wanted to. “Please… please allow me to serve you…”

“Lie back, slave.” he demanded instead.

you do as instructed, lying back on the floor. it’s gritty and solid, and it hurts to straighten out, but when he takes a powerful step, planting a bare foot on either side of you, you hold your breath. peering up at him, you see that his countenance is heavily obstructed from this angle, the shape and size of his manhood taking up most of your visage of him, and you blush hotter, both hands resting on your chest, one pressing over your heart as if to stop it from pounding.

“Esidisi is right, perhaps we have spoiled you,” he utters, thoughtfully looking you up and down, “your greedy, little cunt just dripping and begging to be filled with cock, isn’t she?” you nod, albeit humiliated because of just how true it is, and shift, rubbing your thighs together to relieve some of the pressure building between them. Kars smirks, pulling a furious stroke from his base to his tip, watching you writhe, and moans out, “Good. Let her weep.” another stroke, and then another, each one picking up the pace, falling into a quick, brutal rhythm, “I want you soaked and clenching around air, wishing it was a thick cock, I want to see you so pathetic and in need of a mind-numbing fucking that you cry for it.”

your eyes were glued to the display above you, but every word of his sent a deep warmth straight to your core, tying your lower belly in knots, and you squirm, haplessly whimpering, wincing to keep the tears at bay.

Kars saw this, and groans again, fucking his fist harder, his brows furrowing, jaw tightening. “That’s it. That’s it. Beg me to fuck your greedy, little pussy, whore. Let me hear that desperation in your voice.”

“Please, master!” you mewled in acquiescence, fanning your lashes against the steamy apples of your cheeks. “Please fuck my greedy pussy! I— I need it, please!” you didn’t sound like the girl you used to be; your voice broke as you howled like an animal in heat in need of breeding, and you couldn’t stay still, rocking your hips into the air in hopes of persuading him to impale you.

the others were watching, eyes all on fire with lust, and Kars squeezed the plump tip of his dick, before stroking hard and slow. “Mmhm, I know, little one, your poor body wants mine so bad. But you don’t deserve it, do you?” he crooned, and placed a foot on your chest, leaning his weight on to you. he’s heavy, but not enough to hurt too much. still, you wince and shake your head obediently, “No, you don’t. But your masters— we’re so good to you, aren’t we? We make that little cunt feel so full, even though you’re unworthy of us?”

nodding, you pant, your lungs trying to inflate under his foot, but you’re still entranced as he fucks himself. “Y—yes master! You’re so good to me!”

Kars bites down on his lip, leaning against your chest until you let out a whiny, little wheeze, and he smirks, snorting pleasure through his flared nostrils, “Tonight you’re getting only what you deserve, slave. I’m going to cum knowing you’re going mad without a cock splitting you open, and I’m going to cover you in it. Open your mouth and accept my generosity like the needy piece of fuck meat you’ve been trained to be.”

you wanted to beg him to be nice; just fuck your brains out, or at the very least, let Santana or Esidisi. your core throbbed with need, walls fluttering in protest of just how empty you felt, but you opened your mouth and allowed your tongue to laze out over your lower lip just as he started to pull his release out with slow, hard strokes and bestial grunting.

you closed your eyes when the warmth rained down on you, splattering on your face and your chest, but you were able to lap at the sticky, raw essence as it lands on your lips or on your tastebuds, eliciting a grateful moan. you wanted more, but Kars was much too strict to give in, so you’d have to make due with what little you were given.

when you cracked your lids to see the god above you, he was softening, the waterfall of his offering running dry, and then it lay, spent and soft, against his thigh. “Watch her,” he said to the others, squatting down over you. you could feel the tip still twitch as it dragged over your skin, and his grin was wide and wicked, “see her bathe in my cum and moan for the opportunity? No more spoiling her cunt unless she earns it.”

#Kars #kars x reader #kars x you #Kars smut #jjba #jjba x reader #jjba imagine #jjba part 2 #jjba x you #jojo smut #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo x you #jojo’s bizarre adventure smut #jojo’s bizarre adventure x you #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo #jojo's bizarre adventure

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nicoise · 5 days

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a kiss to prove you dont have feelings for them !!!!!!!

In an unexpected turn of events, Blaine was manning the kissing booth.

It was possible he’d lost a bet. But he sat behind the counter looking completely at ease among the chapstick tubes and the breathmints and the stupid little privacy curtain. A tacky pink sign decorated with glitter hearts read, PUCKER UP TO SUPPORT MUSIC NITE. It was a dollar for a cheek kiss, five for a “friendly peck,” and ten for “ten seconds in heaven.”

Blaine was an equal opportunity kisser and the booth was quickly becoming a main attraction of the club fair. Kurt found it inexplicably embarrassing, like finding out an indie artist you kept to yourself had gone mainstream.

“It’s really weird that you’re not lining up with the rest of them,” said Santana. “I thought you’d be salivating at the chance to plant one on his doe-eyed oblivious face.”

Kurt bristled. “You make me sound like such a pervert.”

“Well, aren’t you? I bet you couldn’t follow the rules if you were paid to.” At Kurt’s pointed look she said, “What, you think admin would let this happen unchecked? There’s no touching, no tongue, and no going past ten seconds. They have a timer and everything. Literal buzzkill.”

“That’s not what I meant. I can be normal about kissing Blaine,” Kurt said, offended. “I am so normal about kissing Blaine. I just - don’t want to.”

Santana looked unconvinced. “Because you’re incapable of being normal about it.”

“No. Because - because…” Kurt had the feeling that everything he said was playing into Santana’s hands. Santana was about to say something smug but he cut her off. “Shut it. Give me ten dollars and if you’re right I’ll pay you back twenty.”

“Thirty.”

“Twenty five.”

Santana pouted. “Fine.” She fished out a ten dollar bill from an implausible pocket in her skintight dress and did the annoying thing where she held it out to Kurt but hung onto it until Kurt snatched it from her. “Stay safe,” she yelled obnoxiously after him.

So Kurt found himself lining up behind a guy from his music theory class and a group of girls he recognized from Blaine’s social circle. He told himself he could always step out of line and make off with the money but he knew he wouldn’t.

Actually, Kurt let himself be so easily convinced because he felt that one kiss, surrounded by people he knew in passing and constricted by the bureaucracy of a fundraiser, would cure him of romantic delusions. Kurt had too much experience with unrequited love to make the same mistake again, and for all Blaine smiled at him and opened doors for him he was like that with everyone. So it wasn’t a crush. Just an illusion Kurt meant to break.

Kurt was almost at the front of the line when Blaine saw him and gave him a quick blinding smile. Then Blaine turned to take the ten dollar bill from the music theory guy. Was it the same smile he’d given Kurt? There was no time to wonder. Kurt watched as Blaine said something that made the guy give a flustered little nod and then Blaine kissed him. It looked slightly awkward, over the counter, otherwise not touching. Then it was over. Nod, smile, parting wave, not even a trace of a blush on Blaine’s face.

Kurt had signed up to be given the same charity kiss, the same nod, smile, wave. He stepped up to the counter.

“Kurt, hey! Are you here to support the music festival or did you come to see me?” Blaine grinned shamelessly.

It was a joke. He was joking. Kurt retorted, “Are you here to support the music festival or did you lose a bet?”

“Well, Sam was originally supposed to do it, but he has mono, so…” Blaine shrugged, slipping back on script. He gestured at the pink sign. “You have the choice of - “

Kurt slid the ten dollar bill across the counter. There was nothing he felt he could say.

Blaine glanced at it, then at him. There was something oddly heavy in his gaze before it smoothed into what Kurt could only call customer service. He went over the rules while Kurt thought of Sam, and Finn, and the music theory guy, and how there were no stakes in this, no destination.

“Do you want a breathmint?”

Kurt shook his head.

“Okay. Are you ready?”

Kurt was lost for words. What was this, a flu shot?

Blaine caught Kurt’s look of disdain and genuine humor slipped through the protocol. There he was, amused, beautiful. He leaned in, inches away from Kurt’s face. “I’m going to kiss you now,” he whispered.

Kurt stood paralyzed, trying desperately not to let on that his heart was in his throat, waiting, unwilling to want. Then they were kissing.

It was the most anxiety Kurt had ever felt kissing someone. Usually it was easy. It was something to do well, to make good. This wasn’t like that at all.

Blaine’s lips were soft from chapstick. He kissed closemouthed, but so tenderly it felt inappropriate, and he trembled in a way that couldn’t be construed as casual. Kurt couldn’t help himself and broke the hands-off rule to put his hands on Blaine’s shoulders, and Blaine relaxed into the kiss so sweetly with just that one touch it made Kurt’s head spin.

There was no way it was like this for anyone else. The crush, or whatever, that Kurt didn’t want to feel, or only felt occasionally, became undeniable like this, breath caught painfully between them, a sweetness so sharp it stung.

The timer went off. Ten seconds. Kurt let go of Blaine and stepped back, feeling like all the blood in his hands had rushed to his face. He was aware of every point of contact on his skin, the way his clothes rested on him, and wanted so badly to touch Blaine on the other side of the counter that it felt like he’d develop telekinesis willing it to happen.

Through the white noise of the catcalls, Kurt managed to say, “That wasn’t a charity kiss.”

“No,” Blaine admitted. “It wasn’t.” He was dazed and flushed down his neck. Probably everyone was staring. “You should take your money back. I don’t want it.”

“It’s Santana’s money.” Kurt knew he was being awful but clung to it as a way out. “She convinced me - ” He couldn’t say it.

“Don’t try to tell me that meant nothing,” Blaine said, but he said it uncertainly, like he was asking.

It was terrifying, what that did to Kurt. He opened his mouth to say those exact words, “it meant nothing,” but his gaze caught on how Blaine was running his tongue over his lips like he wanted another taste. A gut-punch of longing stole his breath. Kurt leaned in, heart pounding, feeling half crazed, and said in Blaine’s ear, “If I told you to abandon your post right now, would you do it?”

Blaine was nodding before Kurt was even done talking. He flipped the sign to CLOSED, pulled Kurt around to his side of the counter, and slid the privacy curtain shut in front.

Kurt saw what he meant to do. “You’re crazy,” he said, laughing, helpless, but let Blaine take him by the hand as they made a run for it through the back of the booth.

Then they were outside. It was a blazing sun-soaked afternoon and Blaine let Kurt push him against the wall in the middle of the hall and kiss him and kiss him until they ran out of breath, and if there was a destination Kurt felt with stunning certainty they had arrived.

still taking prompts if anyone wants to send me any !!

#klaine #klaine fanfiction #thank u for the prompt this was so fun to write !!!!

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logbush · 11 months

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P.Y.T

2010 words

idk enemies to lovers

santana lopez x reader

summary- you've always hated santana and santana has always hated you, but then for a duets lesson, you two get partnered up.

A/n: i've been wanting to write something else for santana for a while now, i've got somethings cooking up rn lol.

you were sat next to mercedes and kurt waiting for glee club to start. “so y/n, whats up with you and santana?” mercedes questioned. “yeah i want to know too. there has to be something there,” kurt added on. you shook your head before looking behind them at santana, who, to your surprise, was already looking at you. as soon as your eyes met hers she looked away. you shrugged this off as nothing but a judge mental glare and looked back at your friends, “nothings up, we hate each other” you said sternly. they both shook their heads, “one of you wants more,” kurt stated. you shook your head as schue walked in, cutting your conversation short.

“alright!” schuester clapped his hands together as he started, “this weeks lesson is a return of our duets! our duet for regionals needs to be killer guys!” he walked towards the piano and looked at the teenagers watching him. “the winner of our challenge will be singing at regionals,” rachel raised her hand, “will you let us pick our partners this time?” schue grinned before leaning down “i am so glad you asked rachel” he said as he stood back up straight with a hat in his hands. the glee club groaned. “who wants to draw first?” he quizzed.

rachel shot up and walked towards the piano before reaching her hand in the hat and grabbing out a piece of paper. “kurt” she read. kurt gave her a fake smile before looking towards you and mercedes and rolling his eyes. you shrugged and walked down next. you grabbed a piece of paper from the hat before looking at schue “can i grab a new one?” you questioned quietly. “no,” he said while shaking his head. you sighed before looking straight at the latina cheerleader you hated. “santana,” you stated.

mercedes and kurt let out muffled laughs before you shot them a glare quickly making them shut up. you walked back to your seat with a sigh, “you guys are gonna be dating by the end of this week, im calling it,” mercedes said as soon as you sat down, “shut up,” you snapped back.

after everyone got their partners, they went to begin working on their songs. you walked over to santana and sat next to her, ignoring any eye contact. she did the same before sighing, “we need to work together, we cant hate each other for this week,” she acknowledged. you nodded your head “i know.” you began “lets do something upbeat” she nodded "yeah let's do something we can dance to" she agreed. you shook your head before turning to look at her "im not as good of a dancer as you" you said. santana smiled at you as she made eye contact with you. "you've never complimented me before" she said softly, you shook your head "don't take it to heart" you stood up and looked down at her "tonight, your place, 5, we're gonna work on the song" you said before walking out of the choir room.

you knocked at her front door at 5:05. santana opened the door for you a few moments later, "youre late" she stated. you shrugged "and you waited for me," the cheerleader rolled her eyes "it's my house stupid, come on," she heaved, walking downstairs. you walked inside and shut the door before following her into the basement. she turned back to look at you "what song do you want to do?" she quizzed you. you sat down on a brown woven chair and shrugged "you have to choose" santana groaned and stood in front of you with her arms crossed, why is she kinda hot right now?, you thought ignoring what she was saying. "y/ln." she said sternly, making you come back to life. "what'd you say? i got distracted by your obnoxious decor" not your best comeback, the only thing you could think of at the time though. santana rolled her eyes and pulled you out of her chair. "that the worst thing you've ever said," she exhaled.

the cheerleader pulled out her phone, putting it on shuffle. "whatever song this lands on is the song we're going to do" you nodded and watched her. santana was staring at her phone, praying that it wouldn't play something dumb. you listened as her phone speakers began playing p.y.t by michael jackson. you both looked at each other and sighed. you weren't going to back out and reshuffle it, so you settled on it. "you're the dancer out of the two of us, you have to make the choreo" you stated as she put her phone down. "i need to know what you can do first" she looked at you as you shrugged. "make the choreo and i'll tell you if i can do it or not" santana groaned and crossed her arms while watching you. "i'll make all the harmonies, and you make the choreo, it's a perfect mashup" you said as you went to go find some paper and a pencil. "the cabinet to your left dumbass" she yelled out to you as she began listening to the song over and over, trying to visualize the choreography.

you ended up staying over for hours. "we should get something to eat" santana called out to you, looking at you sitting on the same woven chair you sat on forever ago, doodling on the paper you had found. you shrugged before nodding. "yeah sure, but we should cook something" the latina looked at you, slightly disgusted. "why would we do that?" you stood up and looked down at her "because it would be a good bonding experience" you answered, reaching your hand out to her. santana grabbed your hand, using it to pull herself up. the two of you walked up the stairs together and walked into the kitchen. "you're still holding my hand tana" you said with a smirk as she looked down at your hands. she quickly yanked her hand back, scoffing "you were holding my hand" she mumbled, clearly flustered by the nickname you called her. "do you know how to cook?" she asked. you nodded "yeah, what do you have?" santana shrugged before moving back to let you search around. you weren't exactly sure what you were going to make "can i just make mac and cheese?" you quizzed. you looked back at her "im just going to order a pizza" she stated before quickly calling a local pizza place before you could interrupt.

the pizza arrived after about twenty minutes. "hey can i ask you a question?" santana questioned you as she went to grab two plates. "sure what's up" you took a plate from her before grabbing a piece of pizza. "do you like anyone right now?" she questioned you as you two began walking back down to the basement, pizza in hand. "why do you want to know that?" you questioned in reply. she shrugged, "so i can tell them and ruin your chances, obviously" she sat down on the floor, leaving the chair open for you, you instead sat down next to her, leaning against the wall, "i don't know, i don't think so but maybe" you said in reply, not trying to give her too much information. santana looked kind of sad as she said "oh i see"

now, you didn't want to admit this, but maybe you were starting to catch feelings for santana. you liked how controlling she was, no one ever fought back against you. you admired that quality in her. you admired her work ethic, and that she said whatever she wanted. and, bonus, she's super hot.

once you two finished eating, santana started teaching you the choreography. “bend and snap” she says as she did the motions. “i expected you to make this harder” you stated as you copied her. the cheerleader scoffed “do you want me to make it harder?” she asked with a soft smirk on her face. you nodded “oh you’re going to regret that” she says smugly. you shrugged before sitting back down on the chair “i doubt it”

in glee club the next day, you and santana had decided to do your duet. “i dont know if i can do the dip” you whispered next to her. the cheerleader looked at you with a soft smile, “you can do it. i know you can” she reassured, gently taking your hand in hers. this caused you to smile and gently squeeze her hand, before you realized what was happening and yanked your hand back. santana frowned at this before looking straight ahead and straight faced, trying to avoid anyone seeing her emotion. schue walked in to the choir room “we have our first duet today, give it up for santana and y/n!” he said while clapping his hands near the end of his sentence. the glee club clapped along with him. you and santana walked down and looked at each other "you can do this" she whispered so only you could hear. you smiled and pointed to the band, causing them to begin playing the song.

you started,

"you know you, you make me feel so good inside"

you and santana were circling around one another.

"i always wanted a girl like you

such a p.y.t"

neither you or she wanted to say this part, so you decided to flip a coin. it landed on heads. you chose heads. the rest of the performance went smoothly. the chemistry between you two was palpable. then, the scary part came, the dip.

the dip was when you dipped santana down between your legs before bringing her back up quickly and holding her close to your chest, ending the song. you were scared that you might drop her, you didn't think you had the strength. santana reassured you that even if you did drop her, she could save it and make it look like it was planned.

you quickly dipped her down before pulling her up, holding her against your chest as the song ended. you felt santanas breath against your neck. your hand gripped on her waist before you went for it. you placed your lips on hers, ignoring the glee club watching. the cheerleaders arms wrapped around your neck, deepening the kiss. you both saw fireworks. you continued like this for a few moments before schue walked over and tapped you on the shoulder "y/n, santana, wrap it up" you quickly opened your eyes before pulling away from her and running out of the choir room. santana chased after you, desperately trying to keep what she thought had formed.

"y/n wait!" she yelled out to you. you sighed and leaned against a locked, sitting down on the cold linoleum tile. santana stood in front of you and made eye contact "why did you kiss me?" she mumbled as she sat down across from you. you sighed and looked down at her "santana," you started, taking her hands in yours "yesterday, i think i caught feelings for you" she was about to speak before you cut her off "and i don't know if you like me back or what but i just-" santana cut you off with a quick kiss. you sat stunned before she pulled away "i have feelings for you too y/n" you stood up, pulling her up with you before kissing her deeply. she kissed you back as her arms wrapped around your neck. your hands gripped onto her waist as she pushed you against the locker. "we can't make out right now" you said in between kisses. santana pulled away and pouted "why not?" you chuckled and interlocked your hands before walking down the hallway "glee club is expecting us to make our relationship debut"

you and santana walked inside the choir room, hand and hand. you went to go sit down next to kurt and mercedes "i told you something was there" mercedes said "it didn't even take a week" kurt added on. "shut up." you said with a smile.

#glee imagine #glee #glee fanfiction #glee x reader #santana lopez #naya rivera #santana lopez x reader #santana lopez imagine

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jayswritings13 · 11 months

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Multi-fandom: Hello Nurse

Summary: After they get injured, you help clean them up.

Included: Robby Keene (Cobra Kai), Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom), Santana Lopez (Glee), and Moana (Disney), April O'Neil (TMNT), Moxxie and Millie (Helluva Boss)

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Robby Keene (Cobra Kai)

"This is gonna sting."

"Do it." You nodded, quickly placing the alcohol soaked rag on Robby's cheek, hesitating when he winced in pain.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Robby tried to grin, but even that couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. "You didn't do this."

"I know, but still," You shrugged, "I don't like seeing you like this."

Silence.

"While we're on that subject, who di-"

"It was no one important." He said. "I was training with Mr. LaRusso and Sam."

"Okay," you said, "must've been one tough training for the great Robby to get injured."

"I don't know about 'great'."

"I do." You said, placing a bandaid over the cut on his cheek, "so keep the rough shit for the mat and not training."

Santana Lopez (Glee)

"I told you," Santana rolled her eyes, "I'm fine."

"I'll believe that when you stop bleeding, San." You spat back, pressing the damp towel to her forehead.

"Oh, please," Santana scoffed, "You should see the other guy."

"Stay still. You're dripping all over the floor."

"Good, then maybe that little gremlin will face some consequences."

"What happened?"

"Just a little rumor that needed to be squashed and a huge ego that got brought to size." She shrugged, though you caught the small smirk edging the corner of her lips. "Just the regular stuff."

"And that led to you bleeding."

"I was getting there," Santana said, "Anyway, she didn't take it well and went at me." She paused, grinning, "But, you know me...."

"I do." You laughed, slipping your hand into hers, "I know you pretty well."

Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)

"Just because you're half ghost, doesn't make you invincible, Danny!"

"Ow!" He grimaced as you tightened your grip on his arm. "Some nurse you are." He grumbled.

"I mean, what the fuck?!" You continued, ignoring his comment and wrapping more gauze around his arm. "Were you trying to get yourself killed? I know that Vlad is your uncle and all-"

"That doesn't mean anything. Things just went too far."

"You got too cocky," You paused, dropping your grip on his arm, "is what I think you meant to say."

"I'm okay, FYI."

"This time, Danny!" You sighed, "This time you are." You dropped his arm, sitting down next to him. "What about next time? Or the time after that?"

"I've gotten myself out of things like these before and I continously will," Danny said, "Or, well, as long as I have you by my side, I will."

"That was so cheesy."

"But, it worked, didn't it?"

"Shut up," you laughed, "and just be more careful."

Moana (Disney)

"Please don't tell my dad," Moana muttered against your shoulder as you helped her over to the sand, helping her sit down.

"Please, right now that's the least of my worries," You said, kneeling in front of her red and swollen ankle. "How do you think that he's not gonna notice this?"

"It's not that noticeable."

"Really?" You scoffed, "You can barely walk on it, Moana. I'm sure that if he doesn't notice, you're mom will."

"Just..." Moana sighed, "Please don't tell him. Please." She gripped your hand, taking your attention off of her ankle. "I don't need another lecture from him."

"You hurt your ankle walking through the village with me this morning."

"What?"

"You're gonna need a cover." You said, "He means well, but I know what you mean."

"Thank you." Moana winced, as you wrapped her ankle.

"Just be careful out there. For me please."

"Of course." Moana smiled, "Now, help me up."

April O'Neil (TMNT)

"It's just a scratch."

"Just a scratch. You're bleeding on my couch, April." You said, handing April a tissue, while you pulled the first aid kit closer to you.

"I'm fine." April said, holding the tissue to her cheek. "It barely gazed me."

"It- Grazed?" You shuttered, shocked. "Were you in the alley fighting with Jones?"

"It's called training."

"I call bullshit." Grabbing gaze and some tape out of the kit, "You know better than to do that shit with Casey. How the hell do you think he got that fucking gap?!"

"Whatever, I totally kicked his ass this time."

"What'd you do? Widen that gap, April?" You laughed.

"Maybe," April winced as you placed an alcohol soaked cloth on her cheek. "Ow! You don't have to press so hard?"

"You don't have to get hurt this hard." You countered, smirking. "Maybe, I should go teach Casey a god damn lesson."

"Too late." April grinned, wincing in pain.

Moxxie & Millie (Helluva Boss)

"Wow, I thought that you said that the hit was 'no big deal'...?"

"It wasn't."

"Bullshit. Why are you both bandaged up?!"

"Well, we- I mean, I sort of-"

"It's not a big deal," Millie shrugged, "We're fine, (Y/N)."

"What if you weren't?!" You exclaimed, "What if you two were seriously fucking hurt and didn't come back?"

"(Y/N)...."

"No, I know what you're gonna say. You're gonna tell me to have more faith and that you too are a team, handling it together." You sighed, "But, that doesn't mean that I can't worry about you two. I mean, you guys literally kill people for a living and seem to have a target on your back from others."

"Not entirely our fault." Millie said, as Moxxie nodded.

"Yeah. Who knew that Blitz had so many people who hated him?" Moxxie said. "And I mean like a shit ton of peo-"

"What I think Moxxie is trying to say is," Millie interrupted, "We'll try to be careful for you."

"Thanks," You smiled, "Now, get over here. Whoever wrapped your wounds did a fucking terrible job." You laughed.

"Hey! It's hard to do it one arm!"

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jomsimagination · 1 year

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“my love”

warning: fluff i think? soft tana

It was just a simple sleep over at rachel's house, you, santana, mercedes, kurt, quinn, tina and brittany, were sitting in the couch waiting for the boys to get the food.

"Guys what movie should we watch?" Rachel asked

"Les mis" kurt suggested, but every one was quick to say no.

"Oh! We should watch ten things i hate about you" i exclaimed,

"No y/n." Rachel said sternly,

"Then why did you even ask?" I asked as she rolled her eyes, "did you just roll your eyes at my girl berry?" Santana said a little angry, "n-no" rachel shook her head, "really cause why did i-" i cut santana off, "san no" i whispered, holding her hand.

She calmed down when she felt your hand touch hers, everyone saw that and quickly said.

"Whipped"

"Oh! Santana lopez is whipped as hell"

"Hahah shes so whipped"

"Whip!"

Everybody either snickered or giggled, she just rolled her eyes, the two of you were sitting in the couch with rachel and kurt, while the others were at the floor. she laid you down, you looked at her confusingly, while kurt and rachel just looked at the both of you shocked, so they got of the couch.

When santana felt the two get of the coach, she smiled to her self, once you were laid down she put herself in between your legs with her head on your boobs, "i love your boobs" she mumbled in between you boobs, "what?" I asked the girl, since she just said that like you two were alone.

"I mean it i love your boobs. I mean who doesn't love them." she mumbled once again, "me" kurt replied, you chuckled at what your best friend had said.

She just stayed still, with her head in between your boobs and her stomach in between your legs. They were just debating on what movie we should watch, but you really didn't care, since all you cared about the girl in between your legs.

You caress her hair as you looked at the tv, she suddenly kissed both your boobs, and you raised your leg in surprise as she focused on the tv.

After a few moments the guys finally came back with the popcorn and more things, finn handed us a popcorn, she sat up, as i did the same, she pulled me to her so i can lean back.

"Sanny could you grab water?" I said since i was thirsty, quinn sat on the couch on the other side, "of course 'my love" she said standing up, your heart fluttered and you got butterflies at the nickname.

Quinn saw this and smiled, "wow i thought santana was the one whipped but it was y/n" she teased, "aw where's the y/n that called me fabgay multiple times" she chuckled, "where's the y/n that spread a rumor that i had cooties in kinder garden?" She teased further more,

"Well that y/n's gonna come back if you continue" you warned her, "aw did santana make you soft" she cooed, "i swear quinn." I said sternly, trying to intimidate her, "aw who knew you were so cute" she teased more,

"No i'm not" i looked at her with furrowed eyebrows, "aw you're such a cutie, who knew all it had to take was santana" she teased, "shut up" i mumbled, then santana came back, "san she called me cute" i said in annoyance, "well, you darling, are you cute" she grinned, i just huffed in annoyance, "cmon you are one cutie patootie." She held my cheeks in her hands,

She leaned in and kissed me, i put my hands on her shoulders trying to pull her closer, while quinn just watched in horror and shock, then she went down on the floor to be with her girlfriend, tina.

After a few moments one of her hands trailed down to the back of my thigh, she pulled me up to her lap, since we were the only one on the couch, she put the popcorn some place on the couch.

I felt her tongue poke at my bottom lip, i parted my lips a little, her tongue delved into my mouth, i moaned slightly at the contact.

"Really?" You guys were interrupted by rachel, you tried to pull away but santana's hand were on your back pulled you into her even more.

"Hello?" rachel rolled her eyes, "shut up berry. Its free porn" you heard puck say.

You felt a stinging in your lungs, you whimpered into her mouth, then she finally pulled away.

"Finally!" The diva exclaimed. "Awh cmon keep going" puck said as you rolled your eyes at him.

"You're disgusting puck." Santana chuckled at what you said. After a few minutes into the movie, you and santana finished the popcorn, and she laid you down again, so that she could use your boobs as pillows.

You felt your self fall asleep and santana noticed it when you stopped caressing her hair, the she went up to your face and kissed your cheek,

"i love you princessa" she whispered in your ear,

"I love you too tana" you mumbled sleepy. But everyone heard that.

"God i feel like a third wheel"

"Omg they're so cute"

"Awhh my hearts gonna explode"

"I-i can't there so sweet"

They all muttered to each other.

a/n this is my first ever post, please don’t judge,

#santana x reader #santana lopez #glee #sleepover #fem!reader #santana lopez x reader

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thesunhatesme · 3 months

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The ghouls music taste - HC

I think Ozzy Osbourne, Kiss, Lana Del Rey and David Bowie is pack favorites, like that’s what they’re gonna play on full volume in the car

Rain

Rain is definitely an alternative rock girlie, he loves Muse and you can’t change my mind on that. His favorite Muse song is definitely micro cuts or spiral static. He just loves all their guitar sounding vocals, those old emo vibes songs and basically everything about them. His favorite album is probably Origin of symmetry and Showbiz. And he likes MCR and Suizid, cus like, he’s emo

Dew

He’s a Mike’s dead fan by heart, he knows every single word of every single song, like hell blast Bite down on full volume and scream the lyrics, it just makes him feel better. And he’s Aether’s Rob zombie friend (every Alice cooper fan needs a rob zombie fan and the other way around) And he’s a sabaton fan cus he’s a little nerdy about history.

Swiss

Swiss’s motto is: “the older, the better” and: “anything after 1999 sucks” He likes the old country rock like, Eagles. He also likes Santana, like c’mon, Santana is a guitar genius. There’s always some chill music coming from his room. Oh, and he listens to Paleface Swiss unironically (even though they are a new band)

Mountain

He’s a bit like Swiss but he’s not against new music (most of the time) but the song James Dean by Eagles always hits hard. He listens to the strokes and thin lizzy in the green house, but if he’s not with his plants he likes to listen to techno metal, or any type if metal, really, his favorite song is Undead by Hypnosaur.

Aether

Dad music. Alice Cooper, Iron Maiden, and his alltime favorite Meatloaf. He vibes with almost everything tho, hell vibe with Rains high pitched emo screaming, Dews angsty rap/rock but especially Rob zombie, Swiss’s old country rock, Mountains techno metal and chill oldies, and on like so. He doesn’t listen to music that much but if the others are playing music he won’t ask them to turn it down, he’ll vibe with them

Phantom

Phantom’s favorite song will always be Bat out of hell by Meatloaf. He also likes Muse, but not like Rain, he likes their new stuff better like Simulation theory and the 2:nd law, he’s emo but not that emo. He definitely likes Nickleback, Yungblud, Bring me the horizon and Bad religion. His favorite songs are Anesthesia by Bad religion and Fire escape by Call me karizma. He has a kinda love/hate relationship with Map of the problematique by Muse because he listened to it religiously when he was summoned and now he can’t help but cry when he hears it.

Cumulus

Elton John, Dire states and Greta van fleet. She loves crocodile rock by Elton John and it always makes her laugh when she watches him perform it on The muppet show. But like Aether she’ll vibe with pretty much anything

Cirrus

Cirrus likes the vibe of kinda dark doom metal/rock. She loves bands like The ocean and Soen and their song Hollowed. She’s a sabaton fan because they are super cool too and she’ll occasionally enjoy some good old Rammstein or The cure

Aurora

She likes a lot of different music, and if you put her playlist on shuffle, someone will end up with a whiplash injury. She’s a Louis Tomlinson fan, her favorite song is Angels fly and she loves five finger death punch. She’s Phantom’s Machine Gun Kelly friend (every Yungblud fan needs to have a MGK friend) chances are high that you’ll find her with Phantom jaming out to bodybag or acting like that by MGK and Yungblud

Copia

He is definitely a måneskin fan and his rats are named after them. I think he likes old bands like whitesnake and Lynyrd Skynyrd but his altime favorite song will forever be Brother Louie by Modern talking

#the band ghost #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #mountain ghoul #aether ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #copia #hc

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mariefilms · 1 year

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╰───► Summer in Europe - e. williams

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Pairing- mafia princess and assassin!ellie williams x assassin!black fem reader

Warnings- 18+ MDNI!!!!! angst, smut, references/allusions to murder, dirty talk, pet names ( ma, baby), fingering (r! receiving), squirting, use of strap on, multiple orgasms (2), uhhhh i think that’s it.

Synopsis- you and ellie found love when you were both at your lowest, a summer in rome was one of your best ideas until you got a call telling you to kill the love of your life.

a/n- this is my first time writing smut so don’t be too harsh🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 (nsfw under the cut) this was originally supposed to be a oneshot but it was getting long so i decided to split it up into to 2-3 parts, i hope you guys like it !!

it was the summer of 2027 when you fell in love with her. you were only supposed to stay in Italy for two weeks before you met her. ellie was captivating, nothing like anybody you’d ever seen before. she was so hooked on you she followed you around like a puppy not knowing what dangers being in your presence would entail. The lavish dates and time you and ellie spent together only progressed your love for each other. unfortunately, you were needed back home. you had to take care of a client even if you wanted to stay in your little fantasy bubble with ellie. the trip wasn't supposed to last this long and sadly, your work was calling you. you’d never abandoned it for this long of a time period. Therefore, it was time to get back to the real world and out of this lovesick haze. ellie decided it was best to treat you to one last dinner before you had to leave even though she never knew if you were coming back. It was one of the best dates you had ever been on since you’d come to rome. ellie made sure your every need was met and she couldn't help but fall into the pit of love deeper and deeper, not knowing how you would crush her heart and she would crush yours.

on your way back home you got a call from your handler, he was seething at your radio silence for the past three months and didn’t want to have to report it to the higher-ups. that would start a worldwide manhunt neither of you wanted to deal with. “seth, it’s fine ok. i just needed a break.and you of all people should know the importance of that.” sighing, you grabbed a glass of champagne that was offered to you by a waiter.

to your luck, he relented on his incessant nagging (it was all in worry for your well-being, he was getting old and he couldn’t keep saving your ass anymore now) and told you about your next job that needed to be done asap. your assignment was to seduce and kill the notorious mob princess and best assassin the world had seen since julio santana, ellie williams. adoptive daughter of joel miller and tess miller.

your heart dropped in familiarity with her name. everything around you became muddled when you realized. you couldn’t believe your luck. it would only be you who’d have to kill the one and the only person who you loved. “ i-i can’t do this one seth.”

“what- why can’t you do it? you’ve never been opposed to taking a job before. what’s wrong about this one!?”

“its a conflict of interest seth! i can’t fulfill an assignment on someone i know very fucking intimately!” you yelled into the phone and throwing your hands up in the air. this was easily becoming one of the worst days of your life, and you’ve had more of those than you could count.

“what a load of bullshit! you know all of your victims intimately that is the whole point of your job y/n!” he yelled back and you tried not to snap at him because he did take very good care of you but you were tired of his shit.” it’s fucking different seth! this isn’t some one night stand type of thing! i fell for her! i cant and wont fucking do it!” you were seething in your seat in the plane trying not to disturb the other passengers.

“i don’t give a shit about that y/n! you will do what needs to be done, you KNOW, the damn rules!” you tuned him out after that. you didn’t want to hear the truth and tried not to think about the inevitable.

seth was rambling in your ear, still going on and on about how you have no choice and the threat of the higher-ups still lingering because of your long absence, and how you fucked up falling in love with someone from the mob. you tried to argue you didn’t know she was from the mob, just rich but he wouldn’t hear it. you could honestly give less of a fuck about the higher ups but you remembered why you were even in this business in the first place, making your decision a pretty easy one. deciding you had enough of his incessant whining you took the job with a broken heart.

it was october when you finally made your way back to italy. you took a month at home of getting your affairs in order to successfully complete this assignment. you cried so much throughout the downtime to the point where you had nothing left in you but deep despair. the urge of going MIA and not completing the mission was strong, but you couldn’t do that, you made a promise and had a job to do. you couldn’t let a measly love affair stop you even if she meant the world to you. you had to keep up your end of the bargain or shit would get messy.

after you landed at the airport you went through baggage claim and made your way to the lobby before you spotted ellie waiting for you. your heart warmed and filled with dread all at once when you saw her. you rolled your suitcase up to her and smiled when she turned to look at you. ellie looked so pretty standing in front of you. she looked at you like you hung the stars. her piercing green eyes were shining with love while she dragged her gaze on you up and down smiling brightly.

“hi baby” she greeted you breathlessly and wrapped her arms around your waist while going in for a deep kiss. you reciprocated instantly, never getting used to the way she made you feel. you broke the kiss and smiled back up at her. “i missed you so much” you whispered into her lips. “me too, ma” she whispered back before kissing you again but this time it was more vigorous. she ran her hands up and down your sides feeling all your curves and committing them to memory. she'd missed this so much, she'd missed you so much. despite the timing of your relationship, she felt a deep connection to you. ellie couldn’t fathom you leaving her anymore after you came back and decided to stay with her. she squeezed you tighter not wanting to let you go (in more ways than one) but knew y’all had to get back so she could help you unpack and finally fuck you like she’d been wanting to.

“let’s get back, wanna show you much i missed you” she whispered in your ear while her hands drifted down to your ass and cupped it through your jeans. you gasped and pushed her off of you while laughing. “have some decency, we're in public ellie!” she rolled her eyes at you before smacking your ass and grabbing your bags. “you wasn’t saying that while i was tonging you down” your face went warm at her words, forgetting how bold she tended to be, not being afraid to speak anything that was on her mind. “ok but that’s completely different than you groping me!” you smacked her arm and she just laughed at your response, pulling you into her while you both walked out the airport and into her car. her driver was waiting outside of it and took your bags from her. he then opened the door so you both could get in.

during the ride back to ellie’s place, your mind couldn’t stop racing. you felt so wrong for lying to ellie like this. acting like you were here in rome to continue your relationship with her but actually on an assignment to kill her. it was weighing so heavy on you that ellie noticed the shift in your demeanor. she didn’t know why you started to feel upset but she had a feeling it was about you being back in rome away from home and familiarity. she had no clue what your real intentions were, she was still under the impression that you were here for her and trying to commit to a serious relationship, not just a fling. ellie didn’t know that you knew what she did for a living and who she was connected to. she prayed you’d never have to see or experience that side of her. when she was handling her business she was a different person. her anger issues peaking and making her seem borderline psychotic. she wasn’t proud of what she did for a living but it’s what she grew up around ever since joel picked her up off the streets, saving her from a piece of shit who didn’t know how to keep his hands off of little girls.

ever since then she vowed to ruthlessly murder anybody who thought it was ok to do anything remotely close to that.

when ellie’s driver finally pulled up to her house your mood had brightened significantly. ellie was trying her hardest to cheer you up during the long drive the best she could and it worked for the most part. you still had a heavy weight on your shoulders from the responsibility of taking ellie’s life but you decided to not let it bother you for the rest of the day. you needed to appreciate all the time you had left with ellie.

ellie’s driver, who you later learned was named jesse, opened the door for you both to get out of the car and go inside.

“hey love, wait inside for me. i need to take an important call real quick.” ellie kissed your cheek before rounding to the other side of the black g-wagon.

you sighed before agreeing to her demand and walked into ellie’s home. it was a black interior and exterior modernesque house that was ducked off from the bustling city of rome. you’d been here many times in the 3 months you first visited but it never failed to take your breath away. jesse brought your bags in while you got settled in. since ellie was outside taking a call you felt this was the perfect time to hide your weapons to lower any levels of suspicion— not that ellie suspected you, you were just paranoid and had a lot of guilt.

luckily you managed to hide them in very obscure places and avoided being seen by jesse and just in time before ellie ended her phone call, dismissed jesse and finally came inside to spend time with you.

she found you in the kitchen and you were praying she didn’t notice how wound up you were. just seconds before she made her way into the kitchen you had hidden a pistol in a compartment behind the oven. you felt like you were sweating bullets and tried to act as normal as possible when she came up behind you wrapping her arms around your waist and giving your neck little pecks. “what are you doing in here baby?” she mumbled into the kisses she was giving your neck, stirring up a sizzling heat in your lower regions.

“nothin’, i just decided that i wanted to cook something today instead of us going out again.” you giggle at her kisses turning ticklish and feeling her smile against your neck while she sways with you in her arms to a random beat in her head.

you turned around in her arms ready to tell her you needed to start gathering the ingredients before she cut you off with a toe-curling kiss.

“i missed you so much baby. that was the worst month of my life” you laughed at her dramaticness. “i know el, it was hard for me too but i’m here now and i won’t be leaving anytime soon.” you were lying to her and it hurt so much but you had to keep up appearances and not alert ellie to anything being wrong with you.

she pulled you into another deep kiss, tongues sliding together and you both moaning into it before you tried to pull back so you could actually start cooking. ellie on the other hand didn’t want to let you go. she could stay kissing you forever but she knew you had to start on the dish you wanted to make and finally broke the kiss not before grabbing your ass and rubbing on it. she had a panty-dropping smirk on her face as she looked at you. she knew the power she had over you and your body and wasn’t afraid to use it.

“ellie, no. move. i’m trying to cook and you tryna fuck me” you were laughing as you kept trying to remove her hands from your ass while she started back kissing on your neck, implementing teeth and sucking your skin, trying to leave her mark on you.

“you can still cook like this” she smirked against your skin at your scandalized gasp.

“ellie you know damn fucking well, move your ass !” you smacked her forearm so she could take you seriously and move.

she gave you one last peck on your lips before letting you get back to cooking, “ok ok fine, but i hope you didn’t forget about what i said at the airport” she whispered breathily in your ear before, once again, smacking your ass and walking out of the kitchen with a proud smile on her face.

“ooh i can’t stand her fine ass !” you bit your lip before whispering to yourself and turning to start cooking one of your favorite dishes from back home that you had a feeling ellie would love.

once you finally got done cooking the jambalaya, you called ellie down while you were making hers and your plate. she kissed your cheek before going to sit at the table, you walking behind her and sitting right across from her at the table. the dinner reminded you of every date ellie took you on at a expensive restaurant, except more intimate and intoxicating.

before digging in you asked ellie to try it and tell you if she liked it. you know she’s never had something like this before so you really hoped she would.

when she took a bite she literally moaned out loud. you busted out laughing at her response, your efforts to conceal it were futile and it came out anyway, “i take it i did good huh?” she nodded her head fervently and started to scarf her plate down.

“wait- el slow down! it’s not going anywhere” you tried to stop her from eating too fast and too much and later having a stomach cramp. “ i can’t stop it’s so good baby. i don’t know how i’ve never gotten to eat this good in my life.” she heaved after a particularly big bite. you covered your mouth trying not to laugh at her appearance after tearing her plate up. the bottom half of her face was covered in the sauce from the jambalaya with little rice pieces, and she was leaning back in her seat trying to catch her breath.

“ellie you have so much shit on your face” you couldn’t hold your laugh in anymore and it finally busted out.

“what? where?” she started wiping everywhere but where she had smudges of sauce on her. “girl- you know what let me get it!” you stood up and walked to ellie’s side of the table before bending down and using your hands to wipe the remnants of sauce and rice crumbs on her face. as you wiped some crumbs off of her lip ellie licks your thumb in while staring deeply into your eyes and giving it a hard suck. “thank you for the meal baby” she smirks against your thumb still resting on your lip.

“fuck it.” you crashed your lips against ellie’s, taking her by surprise. she moaned into your lips before pulling you into her lap so she could kiss you properly. she sucked on your bottom lip and intertwined her tongue with yours, completely tonguefucking your face in an agonizingly rough pace making you grow so wet in her lap. you were a moaning mess and couldn’t control your hips, rutting down against ellie and adding slight stimulation to hers and your clit.

“mm fuck” ellie groaned into your mouth when she felt you start grinding against her. she dragged her hands down your sides, up and down your back, through your braids, and finally landed on your ass. she loves your ass so much it was crazy. she smacked one cheek before making you grind down harder after hearing you whine and whimper into her. you started bucking your hips uncontrollably when she kissed you particularly hard that sent shiver through your body and had you dampening your panties even more.

“fuckkk ellie” you were so needy for her. she’s the only one that’s made you fell this good out of the many nameless and faceless one night stands you’d had in the past. you needed her to do something about the ache in your pussy and you needed it now.

“ellie cmonnnnn, i’m ready” you whined into her mouth trying to move her hand where you wanted her as she started trailing her kisses lower and lower down your neck. suckling on your collarbone and making a dark hickey appear. “i know, baby i know.”

ellie picked you up while you were still situated in her lap. she made her way to her bedroom while she kissed you deeply managing to not hit too many walls on the way. when she entered her room she threw you on the bed before going into one of her drawers and grabbing some lube, her harness and the black long and girthy dildo that was usually attached to it.

you couldn’t believe how fine she was and how lucky you were able to spend time with her, not wanting to sour your mood with the burden you still carried heavily on your shoulders, you pulled ellie by her tattooed arm on top of you so you could kiss her again but she turned down your advances of trying to deepen the kiss, only giving you a couple pecks before she started making her way down your body, the body she was so in love with.

she trailed kisses down your neck and stopped at your boobs, pressing little pecks between them before taking your right nipple into her mouth and trailing her right hand down to the wetness in between your thighs. rubbing your clit through your panties and making you moan lowly out loud. she used her left hand to knead your left nipple before she plopped off your right to give some attention to the left.

you were out of it. face blissed out with no thoughts behind your eyes. all you could think about was ellie and how much you wanted her mouth and fingers all over you. “ellie please. stop teasing and fuck me!” you whined at the stimulation you were receiving. she chuckled at your impatience and ended up giving in to you, she could never say no to your pretty pouty face.

“ok pretty girl, i’ll give you what you want '' ellie gave you one more toe-curling kiss while removing your soaked underwear before dropping down to your gushing pussy and circling her tongue around your clit. you moaned out so loud and it made ellie so wet, grinding down into the mattress while she hooked her hands under your thighs and pushed them into your chest. ellie licked a long stripe up and down your slit before going back to sucking your clit into her mouth.

you were a moaning mess. everything she did to you felt so good to the point of insanity. she was making you feel so fucking good you didn’t know what to do with your hands. deciding on gripping her hair and messing up her sloppily put-up bun, grinding hard into her face. she groaned into your pussy and sunk two fingers into you before curling them and abusing that sweet spot she knew would have you seeing stars. your eyes rolled back as you felt her attack your g-spot. you couldn’t control your sounds at all. she could hear all the little noises your mouth made and loved it. she lifted her head out of your juices to use her other hand to rub on your clit roughly making you jerk in her hold before she held you down. “yeaaaa let me hear you baby. pussys so wet f’ me”

she was easily becoming pussydrunk. the way your cunt gushed out your wetness and started creating a white ring around her fingers that were fucking into you hard and deep. she couldnt get enough.

“fuck- fucking love this pussy baby” she drawled out breathlessly before diving back in and attacking your clit with her tongue.

“tell me whos pussy this is?” she rubbed on your clit hard.

“yours ellie! it’s your pussy, shit!”

you were bucking and spasming as you felt your orgasm crashing down on you. “ellie- mm- fuck fuck, m’ gonna cum, m’ gonna cum ellie!” you screamed out as you felt the knot that had been building in your stomach since she kissed you in that airport lobby burst, your eyes rolled back from the intensity and her refusal to stop rubbing your clit.

“mm- fucking love this pussy. cum on my face baby, fuck- i want it all” she pistoned her fingers into you faster and doubled downed on your clit drawing your orgasm out and making you cry out from overstimulation. “shittttt- that’s it baby” ellie pulled her fingers out of you and sucked on them savoring the taste of you and moaning wantonly around them. she kissed your clit again before sitting up to put her strap on and lube it up.

you were still overstimulated when she slapped it on your clit twice. “mm’ no more el” you tried to run from her but she pulled you back and flipped you on your stomach. “uh uh baby you know i’m not done with you.” she rubbed her fingers in your juices again before lining up and pushing inside of you.

“fuckkkkk—“ she groaned as she sunk her dick into you like she could feel you open up for her and squeeze down when she hit your g-spot again.

you cried out when she was all the way in. you felt so full and good. “fuck ellie!” you whimpered into the pillow as she started thrusting into you.

“mm’ look at you. fuck— pretty pussy wrapping around me so good” she groaned and punctuated her words with a hard thrust spreading your cheeks so she could get a good look at your pussy opening up for her. her thrusts were sending you up the bed and making you almost hit the headboard. she was fucking you sooo good and deep keeping you pinned down to the point where you couldn’t move, all you could do was take her brutal thrusts. “ellieellieellie, i can’t- i cant- fuck!” you felt her brush against your cervix and sobbed into her pillows. you couldn’t think, she was making you feel so good, you pushed your hand back on her stomach to get her to let up but she slapped your hand away and ground deeply into you in response making her feel immense stimulation on her clit from the harness and you felt her deep in your guts your eyes crossed so hard you saw stars.

“nah you can take it shit—baby, stop. fucking. running.” she thrust into you hard following it with a deep grind making you lose your mind. you were a whimpering mess and couldn’t hold your orgasm anymore, only this time it felt more intense and powerful.

“ellie mm’ fuck! m’ gonna cum!” trying to run away from the powerful sensation again. ellie slapped your ass as a reprimand. “stop fucking moving and take it.” she was holding your hips in place and fucking the shit out of you. you couldn’t speak anymore, the only noises coming out of your mouth were little renditions of ellie ellie please! and loud moans and whimpers before your orgasm crashed out of you with a strong liquid. “fuuuckk baby” ellie moaned hard above you, throwing her head back, when she felt your wetness hit her. she ground into you even harder until she was cumming from the friction.

you were spent and didn’t have another orgasm in you. you slumped down into the bed as ellie pulled out of you, discarding the harness and laying down wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close.

she kissed you all over your face and neck whispering sweet nothings. you smiled in her embrace and hugged her tightly. “i missed you so much,” she whispered into your lips before giving you a deep kiss. it was passionate and conveyed her love for you that she was too scared to confess yet. you returned it with the same passion and with a hint of despair. you started to remember the reason you were here in the first place and pulled away from her, not wanting her to take notice in your steadily dropping mood.

unfortunately she did feel your mood change and she looked at you with a question in her eyes, you just shook your head before giving her a peck on the lips and dragging her to the bathroom on your wobbly legs so y’all could clean up. “i fucked the shit outta you huh?” she mocked your words from earlier and grabbed your ass (for the 2726366th time) you swatted her hand out of the way and pulled her into the shower with you.

ellie smiled at you as you began washing eachother. you were in complete bliss and didn’t want this illusion to end but unfortunately time wasn’t on your side and you needed to complete your mission soon or you’d have to deal with so many consequences worse than death.

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booze cruise 🚢

closed starter: @limalatina & @wmu-giselle date: march 23rd, 2024

Giselle hadn't woken up with plans for her final full day in paradise, but she knew she'd wanted to explore a little bit more, maybe snap a few more pictures, and at least try to be sober for half of the day at most. She'd barely ventured too far from the bungalows when she bumped right into her ex, and although slightly awkward at first, they'd agreed that the chance encounter was the perfect time for them to go and thank Mariana for the painting. By the grace of lesbian Jesus, they managed to put all of their drama aside for the time being and the trip to visit Mariana turned out to be enjoyable. All of Mariana's paintings were beautiful, and she'd even ended up purchasing two more to go along with the one Santana had gotten her. She'd found herself attempting to decipher what Santana and Mariana were saying as they spoke, picking up on a few words here and there but not quite piecing together what exactly they were talking about. Giselle made a mental note to ask Santana about it later, though she was positive the Latina wasn't going to tell her or would make something up, but she'd try it anyways.

The rest of the day went just as smoothly, for some odd reason. Since they hadn't spent any time together the entire trip, they had mutually agreed to keep up the momentum. It was a plus for her since Santana could translate everything, so she let the brunette lead the way as they did some sightseeing on Isla Holbox, grabbed lunch, and even did some more shopping before they'd headed back to the hut. Soon after arriving back, Giselle had been instructed to get appropriately dressed for dinner and to grab a sweater, and while she had an abundance of questions, she decided not to fight it as she quickly freshened up and changed into the thin strapped, low cut, little black dress that she'd packed in case of a certain emergency, and this fit the bill. She'd made time to touch up her make up and her hair before she was slipping on a pair of red heels and following Santana out. As usual, she asked a plethora of questions as she was led to whatever her ex had planned, and her jaw dropped once they arrived at a boat, which was apparently where they'd be having dinner for the night.

"After what you said the other day, I wouldn't have expected you to do all this just for me." Giselle stated once they were settled on the boat. After their little run in days ago, she'd spent the time since processing all of her feelings, attempting to get her head and her heart on the same page, and although she felt like she was there, it didn't settle her nerves much. But she couldn't keep putting it off, that much she was aware of, so she figured they should at least try to get...further than they were now. "Before I start drinking, I do want you to know that I did actually listen to everything you said then too. I have been pushing you away, but not because I don't love you or want to be with you. While you were in therapy working on yourself, I spent the past three years detaching from everything about us, and you, because it hurt less that way. Reopening that door scares the hell out of me, and I've been fighting it since I got back to Lima, but I know that's not fair to you. I also know that we're not going to fix all of our issues in one night, but we can start tonight, if you want to."

#wmusb #threads.#f2f: santana #cw: alcohol #sb 24.

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oh also. can i ask what the glestern au cast is so far. which characters do u have

YES LET ME PROVIDE A LIST + SHORT SUMMARY OF THEIR JOB AND/OR ARC HEHEHE!!!! im putting it under the cut because . it's long. also these are just kind of their starting positions here

quinn, the daughter of the head preacher as well as her family having government ties, who is unhappy about the situation she's been put in and longs for rebellion and freedom

santana, the owner of the local saloon who is also in sue sylvester's girl gang

puck, co-owner of the saloon

tina, a saloon employee

brittany, a dancer who performs at the saloon and is also a farmer, as well as partially a seamstress who is Also in sue's gang

mercedes, a performer who also occasionally performs at the saloon and creates the costumes the staff uses and easily the most sensible person in this town

sam, the new town sheriff who has almost no clue what he's doing due to a lack of training and understanding of what this job fully entails– he'll find out soon, enough, though, and he may just find he doesn't like being a sheriff after all

finn, a man who ran off before the events of canon due to quinn's pregnancy from the year before (an event that is expected to be a secret and not discussed ever)

zizes, a famous criminal who is the definition of chaotic neutral

becky, another famous criminal who somewhat works with zizes

burt, a man who takes care of horses and essentially rents them for people if they need a source of transportation and the second most sensible person in town, also the town dad

carole, a woman who used to be a bit reckless but settled down with age who grows her own crops (and lends them to burt and the hummels, free of charge 👀)

kurt, an aspiring clothing designer who takes sewing lessons from carole while also helping burt care for the horses, although he's not as interested in horses as as his dad

sue, the leader of an infamous band of criminals who also sometimes double as hit(wo)men

sugar, the daughter of a rich businessman who wants to pursue a career in performing, even if she isn't the best at it

emma, town nurse who kind of sucks at her job but does truly care about everyone

rachel, the daughter of the two most successful farmers in town

blaine, the second in command leader of a rival town who feels unappreciated and neglected, hating all of his duties (as well as the guy he's forced to work with thanks to his brother's A+ governing) and yearning for a better, less stressful life (that will still make him feel important)

sebastian, the guy blaine has to work with who has more than a few screws loose

and then there are some minor characters who are mostly off screen and are just there to set other things up:

will, the former sheriff who died due to mysterious poisoning before being able to fully teach sam the ropes

terri, will's (former) wife who may or may not have gotten sue and her girls to poison will's food so she could escape her loveless marriage

cooper, the actual governor of the rival warbler town

#you can tell who we've developed more LMFAO #thank you for this i love lists #boltgunkiller #my post #glestern au

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They're all watching us

Chapter Two of Uncomplicated mi Amor

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Word Count: 2124

Summary: The wedding festivities continue! Jasmine has an unwanted admirer but she's able to share a dance with Javier and a bit more.

Warnings: unwanted attention (is cut short), light drinking, some relatives (always kooky), Nerdie's music choices, flirting, some kissing (very PG 👀), promises were made kinda

Notes: I welcome comments and suggestions. I'm keeping it cute. There will be more some comedy next chapter because it's me.

Main Masterlist/ Javier Pena Masterlist/ AO3 Link

Peña knows it doesn’t take long to reapply lipstick, so maybe Jasmine got caught up with something else. He was going to head near where the restrooms are, but he didn’t need to. She appeared to be making her way back over, in a hurry. He was going to ask what was wrong, but she was whisked away for the pictures the bride had requested. With arms crossed, he scanned the area nearby where the pictures were taken and saw one man staring intently at the group. Javier recognized this man as one of the lawyers he’d see at the courthouse from time to time. He didn’t remember the man’s name though. As the bride and her guest are dispersing after photos, this man doesn’t appear to be coming to talk to the bride or groom.

No, he’s looking right at Jasmine. She’s still talking with the bride so he’s only inching closer, careful not to get too close. Javier doesn’t like this at all. He grabs two glasses of champagne and walks right up to Eliana and Jasmine, offering the latter a glass and blocking that man’s view of her. “Oh, thank you Javi. I don’t like cham-”

“Jazz, take the glass and mix it with some juice or something. You’ll take her to get some right Javi or Javier? Eliana cut her off and patted her friend’s back. Javi nodded.

“Javi’s fine Ma’am. Congratulations.”

Eliana gave a look of fake disgust. “Don’t call me ma’am. Mrs. Estrada sí?” She whispered to Jasmine, “It looks like Dan is looking for you. Stay with Javi. I’m going to grab Issac.”

“Okay. Love you Ana.” Jasmine gave a small wave before being whisked away by Javi to the bar. Instead of adding juice, he drank both of their drinks and she ordered a mojito. “Thanks Javi. Maybe I should go though.”

“Do you want to go or is it because of that man?” Javier asks as she sips on her drink, she finishes half of it before setting down. She hasn’t eaten since this morning. It might be a good idea to eat something.

“I knew he was going to be here. I didn’t think he was going to swap seats with someone to sit at my table. I’ve stopped talking to him and told him why. That I don’t want to date him. He thinks he’ll wear me down or some stupid mess like that.” Jasmine explained while Javi placed a hand between her shoulders and led her to the dance floor.

“You should stay and dance hermosa (gorgeous). It’s a celebration after all. Bailemos (Let’s dance)!!” Jasmine answered by placing her hands on Pena’s shoulders and following his lead to Santana’s ‘Black Magic Woman.’ His large hands ran down her back, along her sides where her rolls her and landed on her wide hips. He held on as they moved with the drums, they both smiled while Javi pulled her closer with each added cord played by the guitar. When the song stopped, Jasmine’s hand migrated to the back of Javier’s neck.

“Javier…” She only said his name, unsure of what else she meant to say. The thought was lost as his hands didn’t move when the next song began, ‘I Could Fall in Love,’ by Selena. It could have been any song you know, had to be Selena. I love Selena.

“Call me Javi, though if you want to say my name like that cariño, I’m not going to stop you.” He kissed her forehead and brought his lips close to her ear, “I’m not moving my hands for now though. Tell me where you want them and then I’ll move them.”

Her breath hitched while she hummed the chorus, “Keep them there Javier. I like your hands.” Jasmine cleared her throat and turned away. I shouldn’t have said anything. Or just said they’re fine. He makes me nervous and I’m comfortable with him. Just confusing.

“That so? Good to know for later cariño (sweetheart).” The grin Javier had was criminal according to Jasmine who used her thumb to run across the hairs of the back of his neck. A slow few turns took hold of them during the music while a few of Isaac’s cousins escorted Dan out of the venue. He’d been invited because Eliana’s grandmother insisted that because he’s the bride’s cousin and family is so important, he should be given a chance to redeem himself and not do anything to disrupt the festivities. Following the bride’s best friend around certainly puts a damper on things.

“Later?” Has she made some unspoken promise now? It sounded like it. Jasmine’s eyes shifted downward in thought, though she was sure of a few things it could be. She’s not opposed to any of them. She should just maybe get a last name at least or they could have a meal. More than a few drinks.

A deep laugh rolled from Javier’s chest. “Don’t think too hard. Steam will come out of your ears.” The second song ended and they passed by the food table. He’d noticed her eyes looked a bit glossy, she needed to soak some of the liquor up with some food and have some water. They both did. “Come, let’s sit and eat Jasmine. We both need a small recharge.” Sitting down next to Javier, she watched people she considered family and friends dancing and enjoying themselves.

“It really is a delightful wedding. Eliana and Issac look so happy. It’s been a great afternoon.” Rocking side to side slowly. Jasmine gave Javier a gleeful smile, a thought occurred to her. “Do you live in Laredo Javier?” Covering his mouth to hide a surprised chuckle, he nodded.

“Born and raised though I left for work twice.” He wondered if he should say more, but maybe it was best he didn’t. This was equal footing that he wasn’t used to. There were times he knew a lot about the woman he was seeing either because they had some associations in common, work or otherwise. More recently, women made assumptions about him based on his failed engagement and some recent dalliances. It appeared the woman before him was ignorant of such things. He would have a chance to tell her his perspective and she could have her own opinion not tainted by rumors.

“I moved here ten years ago with my family as it was cheaper here than up North in DC. I miss it occasionally but I enjoy the quiet and the friends I’ve made down here.” She sat back in her chair as she spoke, the fondness on her face was obvious to Javi. She loved the place and people. The people of Loredo could be in your business too much but they usually meant well. He knew the feeling well. “They keep me mostly aware of what’s going on. I can be out of the loop sometimes.” Jasmine knew all too well that her penchant for keeping to herself and having almost no business to gossip about made her an oddity in Laredo but it had been like that in DC as well. ‘Bless her heart,’ was what she normally heard. Though, she did know had she paid a bit closer attention, she may have been able to tell Dan sooner that she wasn’t interested in him in a romantic sense.

“The people will have you well informed of the comings and goings of everyone. No matter if you want to or not. But…” Javier took a hold of her soft hands in his, the tips of his fingers grazing her inner wrist. Jasmine made eye contact with his cocoa orbs. “I want to know more about you without all the distractions. And I can tell you anything you wanna know about me too. Maybe over dinner and another dance?” Moving his chair closer to hers and having his lips close to her ear once more, “I’ll keep my hands where you like them hermosa.” The hair of Peña’s mustache ticked her cheek when he pecked the plump skin. The edges of his mouth curved upward while she reached up and held the side of his face.

Issac used his hip to bump his wife’s and nodded in the pair’s direction. Eliana let out a gasp watching Jasmine kiss Javier and continued to keep his face in her hand. “Veo que trabaja rápido (I see he works fast). Should I be concerned given who he is?” Little Rosa bounced up to her father Issac and asked to play with some of the cousins outside, he said yes but to make sure to keep her dress clean and no hitting, unless hit first. His wife pinched his arm. “You can’t be telling her that!”

“I don’t see why not. You know some of her primos (cousins) are ruffians. And if she keeps her dress clean while getting a few shots in, mi hija (my daughter) has talent.” The newly-married man half-jokes. His wife doesn’t find his advice amusing nor his lack of an answer to his question.

“Isaac…!” Eliana grabs his arm and looks serious. She knows her best friends doesn’t always have the best situational awareness. Ana knows who Javier Peña is despite feigning ignorance, he works as a deputy sheriff where her husband works as a lawyer for the district. She knows they’ve likely met in passing and she knows the tales of brokenhearted women Peña has left in his wake. Eliana had to admit though, everyone was an adult and if you know he’s not known for being in a relationship why did any of those women expect one?

Issac understood his wife’s concern. He’s seen Jasmine work as a paralegal. She is excellent with details, research and preparing briefs for different lawyers. Not so much with people though that’s improved from when she first started working at the district attorney’s office. He knew little more about Javier than his wife did and figured it was best to give him the benefit of the doubt. They don’t know him really at all and who’s to say her friend isn’t entitled to a romp or two with the guy if she wants. Eliana could be a bit too protective of Jasmine in his opinion but he was smart and did not tell his wife that. “She’s a grown woman. She makes her own choices which given that they’re leaving now they’ve decided on something together.”

The bride watched as her friend left with Javier’s arm around her waist. She was still worried but her husband was right. She hated when he was. Eliana was tapped on the shoulder by a tÃa looking to give her advice about her wedding night and married life. “Tía Carmen, you hate tío Rámon and barely speak to him. Why are you trying to give me any advice?”

“Dios mio mi sobrina (Oh Lord my niece), I’m who you should listen to so you don’t grow to hate sweet Issac. Come let me tell you about the year 1985…”

Javier walked Jasmine to her car, she’d picked up her purse from inside and promised to go straight home. He offered to drive but she worried about what would happen with her car. Exchanging phone numbers, Jasmine promised to let Javi know when she got home safely. She placed another kiss on his lips as he opened her car door for her and she hopped in. “I’m glad I met you today Javier. I want to dance with you again and actually share a meal with you.” Peña reached in her open window and glided his thumb along her lips. A good portion of her lipstick was on his plush ones. Looking up at Javi, her eyes followed a small bead of sweat rolling down his neck, to where he’d unbuttoned the top two buttons of his powder blue dress shirt and landed on his waist. Small but had a slight jut of a tummy. Jasmine’s eyes hung there a bit too long she felt and was refocused on his face when she heard him chuckle.

“We will mi flor bonita (my pretty flower), but you’ve got to make it home safe first. As do I.” He took a step back from the car as she turned her key ignition, feeling herself grow hot again. Waving goodbye, Javier watched her drive off. The former DEA agent knew he would need to find a place with excellent food and music. They both deserved a fun night without any interruptions - Javier was optimistic about where this could lead with Jasmine. A fresh start with someone who could just receive him as Javier Peña before learning about the stagnant waters that wear at his soul.

Chapter One. Chapter Three

Wedding guests: @guelyury @yorksgirl @fhatbhabiee @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @javierpena-inatacvest

@theywhowriteandknowthings @chaithetics @megamindsecretlair @soft-persephone @soft-girl-musings

@maggiemayhemnj @magpiepills @bishtrouille @vivian-pascal @pascalsanctuary

@readingiskeepingmegoing @survivingandenduring

#pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal #javier pena fanfiction #javier peña #javier pena narcos #javier pena x ofc #javier pena x black ofc #javier pena x plus size ofc #Uncomplicated Mi Amor

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vendetta-if · 2 years

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Characters List

ROs’ Artbreeder Portraits

Other Characters Portraits

Love Interests:

Ash Flynn [M/F] | The Childhood Best Friend 22 | 6′2″ (188 cm)

Ash has always been by your side for as long as you can remember. The child of your father’s closest childhood friend, they are fiercely loyal and protective of you. They have an infamous temper and a penchant to deal problems with force and violence.

Physical Appearance: Blazing, wavy, copper hair and deep emerald hued eyes. For male Ash, his hair is always kept short and often messy and unstyled. For female Ash, her hair is always kept at shoulder-length and most of the time loose, although she sometimes keeps her hair in a simple ponytail during physical intensive activities. They have rosy skin that is dusted with freckles all over their body. Both male and female Ash stand at 6’2” (188 cm) tall with lean and athletic build. They are 22 years old.

Ability: Pyrokinesis (fire creation and manipulation; immunity to fire and heat).

Words to describe them: fierce, violent, abrasive, rude, sarcastic, feral, confident, passionate, impulsive, loyal, protective

Will follow MC in all Endings (Criminal Heir, Vigilante, or Superhero).

Rin Aikawa [M/F] | The Heir of Aikawa Family 19 | 5′4″ (164 cm)

You have met Rin quite often when you were growing up under your uncle’s care. They are the future and heir of the Aikawa Criminal Family, which is allied to your family, the Morozovs. Together, your syndicate has been able to thrive and grow exponentially in Elysium City. Their father has been trying to get them and you together, either it’s from the clear benefits or a projection from his part.

Physical Appearance: Glistening, midnight colored straight hair and a pair of cold obsidian colored eyes. For Male Rin, his hair is always kept short and stiffly neatly styled back, no matter the occasion. For Female Rin, her hime haircut is always kept long past her shoulders. Her hairstyles sometimes vary depending on the event or mood; most of the time it is simply let loose, but sometimes she keeps them braided or in a side ponytail. Their porcelain skin is smooth and unblemished. Both male and female Rin stand at around 5’4” (164 cm) tall with lean and slim build. They are 19 years old.

Ability: Precognition (foresee possible futures and observe what may happen; more information they have, the more accurate the visions will be).

Words to describe them: Cold, logical, apathetic, detached, sharp mind, stoic, pragmatic, calculated, closed-off.

Will follow MC who goes for the Criminal Heir ending and Vigilante ending (if you gain their trust enough).

Santana Valdez [M/F] | The Detective 25 | 5′7″ (170 cm)

The detective being assigned to the high-profile case of the superheroes serial killings. They are the black sheep of the Elysium City Police Department. Most of the department dislikes them or at least distance themselves from them. They know they are assigned to this case to eventually be the scapegoat, but they’ll be damned if they won’t try their hardest to prove their whole department wrong.

Physical Appearance: Dark brown curly hair and hazel eyes that are accompanied by dark under-eye circles most of the time. For Male Santana, his hair reaches a little below his ears and most of the time looks messy and due for a haircut; also has light stubbles lining his jaw. For Female Santana, her hair is kept medium-length (longer than shoulder-length, but doesn’t reach mid-back) and almost always kept in a messy bun or ponytail. Their light bronze colored skin is littered with small scars from cuts and scrapes. Both male and female Santana stand at around 5’7” (170 cm) tall with average build. They are 25 years old.

Ability: Clairtelepathy (detecting mental resonance such as snippets of memories or strong emotions from the past).

Words to describe them: perpetually exhausted, overworked, idealistic, honest, genuine, sarcastic

Will follow MC who goes for the Vigilante ending and Criminal Heir ending (if you "show them how the city truly works").

Skylar Moore [M/F] | The Rising Star Superhero 21 | 5′11″ (180 cm)

The quickly rising star Superhero codenamed ‘Phase’. They have all the classic qualities of a classic comic book superhero: chiseled body, handsome/beautiful face with a dimple when they flash their perfect white teeth. They are also your mother’s protégé. They volunteered to help with the case, not only to help their fellow colleagues, but to also gain enough fame that will launch and secure their place among the top superheroes in Elysium City.

Physical Appearance: Shining golden blond, wavy hair and a pair of blue eyes that are reminiscent of a clear sky. For Male Skylar, his hair is kept short and cropped in a fashionable style. For Female Skylar, her hair is kept in a wavy, bob hairstyle. Their tanned skin is peppered with some hints of freckles, but is otherwise clear of any scars. Both male and female Skylar stand at around 5’11” (180 cm) all with a lean and muscular build. They are 21 years old.

Abilities: Density Control (change concentration and manipulate mass of objects) and Flight

Words to describe them: naive, playful, cheerful, vain, altruistic, golden heart, charismatic, heroic

Will follow MC who goes for the Superhero ending and Vigilante ending (if you help steer them on the "right path").

Other Important Characters:

Viktor ‘[Last Name]’ / Viktor Pavlovich Morozov [M] | Your Father

Your father. He was once the heir of the Morozov Family before he ran away from home and went to Elysium City to become a vigilante codenamed ‘Mimicry’ to find some sort of redemption. His vigilante career didn’t last that long, even though he really made a name for himself during his active years; all because he fell in love with the rising star superheroine, ‘Mirage’.

Physical Appearance: Same hair and eye colors as MC with pale skin littered with all kinds of scars. His hair was always kept short and neat. He was a very tall guy, standing at around 6’5” (195 cm). He was in his early 30s when he died.

Abilities: Power Replication (replicating the abilities of the person he touched for a limited period of time).

Luka Pavlovich Morozov [M] | Your Uncle

Your uncle and your father’s little brother. He is now the current acting head of the Morozov branch in Elysium City. He has been raising you after your father’s death and also Ash after their mother’s death. He’s been reluctant to fully step into his role as the new head of the family. He has always seen himself more suited as the trusted right-hand man of the family’s head; once he envisioned it to be your father, now it’s you.

Physical Appearance: Short black hair that he always keeps neatly parted to the side and a pair of icy blue eyes staring out of his clean-shaven, angular face. He’s a very tall guy, standing at around 6’3” (190 cm) tall. He is now entering his late 30s (around 38 years old).

Ability: Teleportation (short range blinks and long range teleportation).

Yvette Toussaint [F] | Your Mother

One of the city’s most famous and legendary superheroes codenamed ‘Mirage’ and also an absent mother of yours. She fell in love with your father after meeting him during his days as a vigilante. Their relationship didn’t last long when they found out that she was pregnant. In the end, she chose her career and rising fame as a superheroine instead of a life with you and your father. Now, 20 years later, she comes knocking on your door to ask for your help.

Physical Appearance: Same skin tone and hair texture as MC. She has brown eyes and long black hair that she styled in an elegant style while still being practical. Her skin is smooth and unblemished. She is a petite woman, standing at around 5’3” (160 cm) tall. A few years older than your father, she is now 45 years old, even though she looks a decade younger than that.

Abilities: Illusions (create illusions that look and feel realistic; people caught in the illusions will also feel whatever effects that they were hit by while being in the illusions) and Empathy (feel and be in tune to other people’s emotions and also enables the user to affect other people’s emotion temporarily).

#char: info #ro: ash #ro: rin #ro: santana #ro: skylar #char: viktor #char: luka #char: yvette #characters masterpost #if: vendetta

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heartbrokens · 5 months

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HEARTBROKENS ♡ ─ hello! i'm angel, twenty-three, she/her, pst.

NAVIGATION. ♡ 1x1 INFO.

i'm currently looking for 1x1 partners! i've been roleplaying for such a long time now but i took a break for a few years, and now i'm back! i love to connect with someone and make cute headcanons, playlists, pinterest boards of our characters! i play either male or female, but you can check the cut to see my fc wishlist/opposite! i also either play oc and fandom depending on what my partner likes! i adore the typical plots like enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, celebrity, long distance, slice of life, college, etc. i tend to be very flexible with replies but i do have days where it takes me a bit longer to reply, at the end of the day, i would love to develop a friendship and gush over our characters! like this post ♡ if you're interested and i'll send over a message! or don't be afraid to reach out to me. under the cut you can see some fcs i'd love to play and some fandoms/characters too! ( updated feb 26 !! )

𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗦

bolded = ships i desperately want to play!

𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗲

finchel ( finn x rachel ) faberry ( quinn x rachel ) jarley ( jake x marley ) fuinn ( finn x quinn ) brittana ( brittany x santana )

𝗙𝗖 𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

bolded = fc's i desperately want to play!

𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲

lana condor lola tung sofia carson sydney sweeney jennie kim minnie mills olivia rodrigo sabrina carpenter park chaeyoung/roseanne park nadine lustre kathryn bernardo kiernan shipka

𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲

joshua bassett kim taehyung kim seokjin milo manheim taylor zakhar perez tanner buchanan sang heon lee david iacono gavin leatherwood regé-jean page

#1x1 rp #discord rp #discord 1x1 #1x1 roleplay #rph

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logbush · 11 months

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are your requests still open, i would like to request Quinn Fabray and freader meeting when Quinn sees r walk into a street sign, something cute and funny of Quinn being attracted to clumsy r because of her walking into the street sign

Crazy for You

873 words

fluff

quinn fabray x reader

A/n: please send in more requests guys lmao. i only have so many ideas lolol. like literally anything you can think of

you loved new york. the sights, running around the city, and not to mention broadway. it was your dream to live here. but for now, you were just here for show choir nationals.

you stood in the middle of time square, taking in all of the sights. you stood like this until your best friend, santana lopez, grabbed your shoulders and shook you gently in an attempt to scare you. you jumped at this before looking at her, visually loosing up. “dont do that san” you said as she stood next to you. “its pretty isn’t it?” santana asked. you nodded “i’ve always loved it here” she smiled and looked at you “okay we need to talk, you know that pretty blonde girl you like” she said as she turned to you. you breathed in slowly to calm yourself down just at the thought of her. “you can say quinn, its not going to hurt you” santana rolled her eyes, “she’s over there” she said while nudging her head to her right. you quickly followed her head before internally swooning. you could tell she was laughing, and not just one of her giggles, but one of her hearty laughs.

santana put her hand on your back before pushing you in her direction. “you have to come with me,” you stated, not taking your eyes off of the girl. the cheerleader next to you rolled her eyes “sure whatever” she began walking towards quinn but you stood still “y/n, come on” she stopped and looked at you. you didn’t move “im scared” santana laughed and grabbed your hand. “you’ll be okay”

you were not okay.

“hey quinn!” santana yelled to the blonde. quinn turned and looked at the two of you with a smile before running over to you. santana continued pulling you. you slowly moved your feet before you saw flashes of red and heard a loud WHAM. you collapsed to your knees, holding your head in your hands. santana knelt down next to you.

you just ran into a stop sign.

infront of your crush.

santana put her finger under your chin, lifting your head up to look at what could've happened. “oh y/n..” she said, slightly pulling her lips back, a way of empathizing with you. there was a large gash on your forehead with some bruising beginning to form. quinn knelt down next to you and santana with a soft smile. “are you okay y/n?” the blonde asked while looking at you. “oh yeah, dont worry about me” you reassured with a smile “we should clean it” santana said. quinn agreed before helping you up off the ground and onto your feet. you three walked off to find schuester, your arm interlocked with quinn’s.

“hey schue!” quinn yelled once she saw him. schuester followed her voice before looking shocked once he saw you “what happened?” he said as he walked towards you three. “y/n ran into a stop sign” santana stated bluntly. schuester looked at your gash “god, i think you might need stitches, lets get you to a hospital” you sighed and nodded.

quinn and santana sat next to you while you were on the hospital table. the doctor walked in “alright, so you ran into a stop sign huh? mustve been the fault of one of these pretty ladies,” he said as he looked between the two girls. santana stifled a laugh before you shot her a glare. “this is a pretty nasty cut, we’re going to have to give you a few stitches.” he stated. you let out a breath.“ill give you a few minutes while i get set up” santana looked between you and quinn before smirking at you “i have to go to the bathroom, i’ll be back in soon” you looked at her, glaring. she had a smug look on her face as she left the room.

it was quiet for a few minutes, the only thing cutting the silence was the hum of the ac. quinn stood up and walked over to you, standing in between your legs. your cheeks felt hot as you looked at her “that was really cute y/n” you raised an eyebrow before wincing in pain as it irritated your bruise. “what was cute?” you asked her as she held her hands behind her back, “you, running into a stop sign, because you were so distracted by me” she said with a soft smirk

your cheeks turned red (like the stop sign), trying to avoid any eye contact by turning your head away. quinn quickly used her hand to turn your head back towards her. she smiled and gently caressed the apple of your cheek. “what are you trying to get from me?” you mumbled. the blonde in front of you gently bit her lip, you could see the indecision in her head before she went for it. she placed a chaste kiss on your lips. you sat stunned before the blonde quickly pulled away before starting to turn. you quickly stopped this by grabbing the back of her neck and kissing her again. she kissed you back, putting her hands on your waist.

santana walked in, cutting yours and quinn's kiss short. “aren’t i such a good wingwoman y/n?”

#glee imagine #quinn fabray #dianna agron #quinn fabray imagine #quinn fabray x reader #glee #glee fanfiction #glee x reader

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