#she looks so disappointed she couldn't go flirt with girls

[johnscameron]

How to Get Away With Murder 1x07 He Deserved to Die

#how to get away with murder #htgawmedit #rebecca sutter #katie findlay #bonnie winterbottom #liza weil #htgawm #original #she looks so disappointed she couldn't go flirt with girls

[sleep-paralysis-buddy]

Want

Jim Hopper x Reader

Warnings: smut, age gap, size kink slightly, praise, foul language, Jim being fucking oblivious.

Hoppers old.

Or getting there at least.

And he knows it.

   But somehow you're still here in his bed, your youthful cheek squished against his chest, your arm thrown around his middle that he knows isn't as toned as it used to be. 'A Dad bod,' you'd called it. Said it was hot. He'd just rolled his eyes, giving your ass a playful swat.

   You'd met when you began secretary work at the police station. It was a long, pining heavy minute before he ever approached you romantically. You'd flirted with him, or tried, but he couldn't possibly fathom someone as young and vibrant as you wanting him. He'd tried to avoid you, despite working so closely together. That all changed one night when he had to stay late to do paperwork, and you'd volunteered to stay behind to help. He'd tried insisting you go home, telling you he'd take care of it, saying you should get some rest. But you'd stayed, helpfully pointing out that it'd go twice as fast with 2 people.

   So there he was, 1am with the prettiest girl to give him any attention in a long time, your thigh bumping his under the table. He crosses his legs. Partially to put space between the two of you, partially to hide the growing tent at the front of his pants.

The view you'd given him wasn't helping. The white button down you wore was slightly undone at top, unbuttoned in you're frustration, allowing him a view of your breasts swelling past the top of your bra everytime you bent to retrieve your dropped pen.

   You're barely through half the stack of reports and files when you suddenly stand and lean across him, your hair in his face, your chest brushing his arm.

   'Sorry Cheif, just looking for the notes that go with this case,' you explained, flipping through the stack. He let out an involuntary groan, the scent of your shampoo flooding his senses, his cock straining painfully against his pants. If you heard, you never let on, finding the folder you were looking for and sitting back down. Looking back now, the memory makes him chuckle, wondering how he'd been so oblivious to your advances.

   'I'm gonna..ima run to my office quick,' he said, standing and turning quickly, 'left some notes somewhere in my desk. Might be a minute.'

   'O-oh! Take your time!' You told him, but you looked-and it had to be his mind playing tricks on him-disappointed? He shook his head as he hurried off to his office, quickly shutting the door behind him, fumbling with his belt, desperate for some relief from the pressure. He fell back into his chair, giving his throbbing cock a couple long pumps.

   'Fuuuck,' he breathed, precum leaking out of the angry red tip and onto his fingers. He used it to glide his hand over himself with ease, moaning as he imagined it was your spit, your pretty lips wrapped around him, bobbing your head up and down, those big innocent eyes staring into his. Your name tumbles from his mouth, sweet on his tongue.

   Just as he felt his release rising in him, there was a knock on the door.

His door.

That he forgot to lock.

    There was no time to stuff himself back into his pants before you're opening the door and peaking your head in, so he just spun his chair to face front, hiding his lap under his desk.

   'Hop? Everything good? You find those papers?' You asked, knitting your eyebrows together, making him want to kiss the bump that formed between them.

   'Oh, yea, no, sorry,' he said a little too quickly, 'I uh, I think Flow might have had them last, but she keeps her desk locked at night. No big deal.' He shrugged, wishing you'd take his explanation and leave. He was still exposed under his desk, twitching, his release still sitting on the brink.

   Instead of leaving, you stride into the room, shutting the door behind you, 'maybe they're still in here. Here, lemme che-,' you'd walked around the edge of his desk and he'd nearly jumped to stop you.

   'No! That's REALLY ok, it doesn't matt-,' he didn't speak quickly enough, watching in horror as you shut the drawer open next him, finally exposing his dirty secret to yourself. He braced himself, ready for you to scream, ready for you to call him a dirty old man, a pig, ready for the profanities to spill like venom from the mouth he'd wished so many times to kiss.

   But it never came. You just stood there, your mouth open in a small O shape, your clear and intelligent eyes wide.

   'I'm so sorry,' he breathed, and moved to pull his pants back up, his face cherry red, 'God, I'm sorry, please-' you stopped him in his tracks, resting your small, soft hand on one of his large calloused ones. You bit your lip and looked up through your lashes at him, and he swears he's never wanted anyone or anything like he did in that moment.

   'I thought- thought you-,' you spoke softly, fumbling over your words, and then you whispered 'I thought you didn't want me.'

   He pulled you forward by your waist at this, leaning his forehead against yours and breathing out shakily, 'you have no idea how long I've wanted...' He trailed off, brushing his hands lightly over both sides of your face, like you're delicate and precious, like he could break you if he touched you too hard.

He wanted to break you.

   'Can- can I?' He looked at your lips as he asked his half question. He didn't need to finish. You knew what he meant because you wanted the same thing. You nodded slowly and bit your lip again. He threw  his head back and whispered a curse under his breath, and sighed, 'let me do that for you.'

   He kissed you softly at first, his pointer finger and thumb tilting your head by your chin. And then he got hungrier, greedier. He kissed you like you were fresh air and he was a man drowning, his fingers digging so hard into your sides that you could imagine his fingerprints bruising onto your skin, his teeth nipping the soft flesh. He kissed down your jaw and neck, his stubble scratching and tickling your skin in just the right way, and you moaned, digging your nails into his back. He pulled you down onto his thigh, one leg on each side of his, the pressure and friction on your clit making you dizzy.

   'So damn beautiful,' he said it against your skin, like it pained him, and it did. In his mind, this was a fluke. There was no way you'd want him more than once. Sex with an older man, that's all it was. Just a taboo to you.

   So when you ran your hands down his chest and sang his praises, he thought he was going to melt right then and there.

   He put his hands on your hips and began guiding you on his thigh, relishing the way your eyes flit back into your head. 'Yeah sweet girl? Feel good? Come on, ride my thigh, get yourself nice and wet for me. That's a good girl' he growled the last part, ripping open your shirt, the snap buttons coming open with a loud CLACK. He bent his head and softly kissed your chest, sucking and leaving hickeys anywhere that wasn't covered by your bra.

   As if reading his mind, you reached around and undid the clasp, letting both your shirt and your bra fall off your shoulders. He felt his breath hitch in his throat as he looked at you. The moonlight from the window behind him illuminating your skin, your head thrown back and your eyes shut tight as you ground yourself onto him. The need to be close to you was settled in his very bones, every fiber of his being wanted you like an addict wants a drug.

   He had so much he wanted to do. He wanted to sit you on the desk and bury his face between the pillowy thighs he so often found himself daydreaming about. Wanted to see you bruising your knees for him, your eyes glassy while he hits the back of your throat. But all that could wait. He needed you too badly to take his time, to worship your body like the alter it was to him.

   'Want me pumpkin? Hm? Need me to stretch you out good? Make you feel full?' He purred, brushing the hair from your face. You could hardly answer, your mind already so scrambled for him, babbling your pleas and cries.

   He lifted you by your thighs, his hands finding home on your ass under your skirt as he held you above him, ready to lower you down onto him. He couldn't believe his luck as he watched you in wonder, his head falling forwards and into the crook your neck as you lowered yourself onto him, your tightness wrapping around him, ripping a loud, full moan from his throat. He helped you bounce, keeping you upright as you fucked yourself onto him, kissing him hard and deliberately.

   'Jus' like that honey. Fuck, you're so good. Wanted you for so long. Drive me absolutely insane,' you felt him say against your lips. He hugged you tight to him, one hand cradling the back of your head, and bucked his hips up into yours, holding you and cooing sweet praises as he used you, just like he always wanted to. The amount of times he'd imagined this exact scenario at night, when the only one to keep him company was his hand, was uncountable.

   He could feel his orgasam rising again already, and he would have been disappointed in himself if he couldn't feel you reaching your own breaking point.

   'Gonna cum for me? Hm? Gonna cum for your Police Cheif like a good little whore?' Oh, he was loving this. 'Where do you want it baby? Where do you want me to cum? All over that pretty face? On those perfect tits of yours?'

   You're were panting, your face pressed to his shoulder as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

   'Jim- I,' you stumbled over your words, moaning as he hit your sweet spot over and over again, 'pill. Have the pill.'

   His head spun, 'yea? Want me to fill you up with my cum? I wanna see it leaking all over those perfect fucking thighs of yours, oh FU-' he almost loses himself to his own words, hips slamming messily against your ass.

   'Cum for me princess. That's it, be a good girl, scream it for me.'

   And you did, your release white hot. You pulled down the collar of his shirt, biting his shoulder, leaving teeth marks he was still admiring in the mirror the next day.

   He followed you closely, shooting thick, hot ropes inside of you, moaning and cursing, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head as you shook against him.

   'Did so good f'me honey. Made me cum so hard. God,'  he buried his face in your neck and breathed in, high off the scent of you and him mixed together.

  

Now, as you stir against him, whining softly in your sleep when he kisses your forehead because he just can't help himself, he smiles softly.

   He might be old, but damn do you love him. And if a few gray hairs don't bother you, then he can keep coping with it.

#jim hopper #jim hopper x reader #hopper #hopper stranger things #hopper x reader #hopper smut #jim hopper x reader smut #jim hopper x you #jim hopper x y/n #jim hopper x fem!reader #jim hopper x afab!reader #jim hopper smut #stranger things 4 #stranger things #stranger things smut #strangers things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction

[luveline]

Hello! Can I request cornflower blue with Aaron, where he's just really into chubby!reader and she's so sweet to him and acts kind of similar to bombshell!reader, but is surprised and ecstatic when she finally notices that he's been flirting back?

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You walk into Hotch's office feeling pretty and ridiculous. You know you look cute today, hair done pristine, skin dewy, your outfit one that accentuates the slopes of you (and this is all without mentioning the frankly gorgeous pair of shoes you're wearing). 

"Hello," you say. Something about Hotch makes you feel prettier. You couldn't put your finger on it, maybe it's the way he doesn't seem bemused at your flirting ('cos, oh, there's the flirty fat girl, how funny! like being sweet on people is weird when you do it). "How are you today, handsome?" 

"I'm good," he says, with a real, authentic, sticker of approval smile. "How are you?" 

"Better now I'm seeing you," you say, neatening the edges of your papers on his desk before offering them to a big hand. 

"I could say the same thing," he murmurs, looking down at the papers you've passed him with that boss look about him. He has to check your paperwork before it's submitted, of course, and this batch is a little late, so that's probably why he's happy to see you.

"Charmer. Do you need my help with anything while I'm here? I'm free." 

"You, free?" he says, still looking at the papers, one held above the pile, grabbing for a pen blindly. "In what world?" 

"This one, if you can believe it! Hotch, you understand me like nobody else does." You put on a saccharine, movie star tone, silky and smooth as you sit in the slippery leather chair in front of his desk. Elbows on the desk, you place your chin in your hand and watch him correct things you've written with a dreamy expression that isn't even really fake.

You quite like turning Hotch's innocuous comments into flirtation, if only to see his smile, but today the smile seems different. Almost like he knows something you don't know. You press your pinky finger over your lips and try to work it out. 

… Is Hotch flirting back? There's nothing to do but test it. 

"How do you make paperwork look good?" you ask. And it's important to note that you mean what you say, even if your compliments are said in a teasing, sunny manner. "Is there anything you can't do?" 

"Careful," he says, turning a page. Well, maybe he isn't flirting– "You might get something you aren't looking for." 

Your heart is a bat out of hell, leaping from your chest. "I'm always looking for something as long as you're the one giving it, Hotch... I've been thinking I'd quite like a new moniker, if you're up to it." 

He places the paperwork down into a tidy tray and leans back just a touch in his chair (what the fuck). "What would you have me call you?" he asks quietly. 

"Any Sweetheart will do." Is this real? Is he really giving it back to you? "Puppy love, angel, valentine. You could take your pick."

"Why don't you choose one for me?" 

You stand up from your chair and shake your head at him, fizzy energy with nowhere to go. "Handsome, you're in a mood. I'm going to do a lap, okay? Before I combust. Think you can get this," —you gesture to his chest in a big circle— "under wraps, or shall I start picking out colours for our engagement party invitations?" you ask. 

Hotch laughs and opens one of his desk drawers. You consider the joking over, and while you're disappointed, you're not surprised. That is, until he says, "I like eggshell white over cream, but I'm sure you'll make the right decision, angel." 

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fanfiction #hotch x reader #hotch #hotch x you #hotch blurb #hotch drabble #luveline's 40k party

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Part four of Mean Eddie x Reader series.

Part one Part Two Part Three

Minors shoo! Tiny hint of fluff, Wayne to the rescue, Eddie's po.v.

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Eddie is quiet when he isn't in Dungeon Master mode during the latest campaign. He's been like this for a while now and Gareth is worried.

He's sure it's something to do with you, observed the tension between you and Eddie earlier this week with Billy.

Gareth isn't the only one to notice this. Wayne does too. He knows his boy and every one of his moods, knows when something is eating at him. So when Eddie comes back from the campaign that night he's there with a smile and ready to listen.

"What's going on son? You okay? You're quiet and you ain't been quiet since you learned how to talk" Eddie smiles faintly and grabs a beer from the fridge, Wayne pretends not to notice this and grabs one for himself.

"There's this girl I've been seeing and she... We... I thought we were just this casual thing but she wants more and we ended things but I... Shit I miss her uncle Wayne" he says it all in a rush and Wayne listens intently.

"You'll fix things son. Just gotta give it some time" Wayne pats his shoulder and Eddie feels his whole body relax. Wayne's always been the one to calm him down when his emotions got to big, when he needed to soothe the chaos in his mind.

Well his mom did that too but it's been so long without her now, the memories are vague and he clings on to the things he can remember, the smell of her perfume, the way he felt safe and protected when she held him and those big brown eyes that were so much like his own.

For a moment he gives into the memories then speaks again, comes back to the present and the mess he's made with you. At first when the two of you stopped seeing each other he assumed he'd be fine and move on.

Big mistake. He missed you and your laugh and the way you would listen enraptured to his stories, asked him to make ones up for you all the time.

It snuck up on him but he began missing the smell of your perfume and the way you would play with his hair when the two of you were wrapped up together after incredible sex. Or the sweetness you showed to him even when he was a grumpy ass if he was in the middle of a campaign.

Eddie even missed the way you would excitedly tell him the latest gossip about Jason and his band of buttheads, and he missed the way your eyes lit up and you would smile when Eddie couldn't help but be tender with you, the way he would hold you for a few seconds and feel comfortable and relaxed with you.

Fuck he was a major douchebag.

"I don't know if I can. I messed up and said stupid shit, I made her cry", his hands tighten on his mug as the thought of your tears physically pains him. Wayne gives him a "son, I love you but I'm disappointed with you" look and Eddie's stomach sinks. He hates disappointing Wayne.

"Boy I raised you better than to mess around with girls hearts. You gotta stop moping around and apologise to her for being such an idiot. She obviously means something to you if you're missing her like this"

As always Wayne was right and Eddie was anxiously wondering if you would even accept his apology. Would you move on to Billy who was always flirting with you? Or maybe Steve. Steve didn't make girls cry, he treated them like princesses.

That's what he was going to do with you, treat you like a princess. Swallow his pride and admit he fucked up.

Well if you ever spoke to him again he would.

...

You're late for school on Monday and rush to your locker. It doesn't even register that there's something stuffed into your locker that wasn't there before. Doesn't register until the pretty wildflowers fall to the floor.

Gently you pick them up and find them tied together with a simple black hair tie.

Eddie's hair tie.

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#eddie munson x you #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson

[slvt4em1lyprenti2s]

There’s only one bed

Summary: you and Nat go in a mission and there’s only one bed

Word Count: 1.7k

fluff

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

!NOT PROOFREAD!

Natasha's POV:

Fury Just called me into his office to have a mission debriefing. Normally we'd have the brief with all the Avengers but, this is an undercover mission and let's just say majority of the team aren't very good at that. They blow their cover all the time and can't persuade people to save their lives. Ironic because that's exactly what it does on missions, save their life.

I've been told I'm going with someone but a name hasn't been given yet. I hope it's not an Agent from the academy. They're all newbies so I'll have to hold their hand the whole mission because they're clueless. As I'm walking I bump into Wanda.

"Oh hey, good luck on your mission!" she cheerfully said.

"Thanks also, do you know who I'm going with? I mean like any details about them?"

"All I know is apparently she's very popular among her fellow students, and by that I mean, she's hot."

"Students?! Great, so she's from the academy?"

"Yeah but, Fury wouldn't send her with you if she couldn't handle it."

"I guess your right but they can be really annoying needing to be walked through every single step of the mission."

"I guess you're right but, rumour has it, she's the best of the best. Your level even."

"Ha, I've heard that one a hundred times before, no one's better than me c'mon Wands you know that."

"Haha, yeaah I know Nat but just give her a chance?"

"Fine, I will but, I got to get to Fury now, I'll see you around."

"Bye, good luck!"

We parted ways and I gave her a smile. I walked into Fury's office and was welcomed by the sight of a beautiful woman with wavy y/h/c and shining y/e/c eyes. I going to be honest Wanda wasn't lying, she's perfect. Oh my god, I can't be thinking about these things she's my mission partner! She was already sat down in a chair opposite Fury when I came in so I took the chair beside her.

Fury started talking first, "Thank you for both making the time to be here, as you know this is an undercover mission so, pack a bag that'll last at least 2 day and 2 nights. We can never predict what'll happen at these kind of events."

"Speaking of, what event is it and why exactly are we going?" I questioned

"Well I'm glad you asked. It's part organised by Darren McHugh, not a big name in any industry but filthy rich. Attending the party is Lauren Emerson, your target. All you need is information from her about a weapon Hydra is developing. Her father has every Hydra scientist and engineer in his pocket so, she'll know a lot. Now, she's interested in women which is why there is no men on this case with you. I need you y/n to seduce her and get intel while Natasha watches your 6 and looks for another possible target who, isn't confirmed to be there, but there's a good chance he will be.” Fury explained.

"What's the other guys name?" the other girl asked Fury responded, "James Scott."

"Is that all?" I ask

"Yes that's all. Here's your personal copies of the file and be ready at the quinjet in 30 minutes."

With that we both left but I couldn't help feel a pang of disappointment shoot through me at the thought of her flirting with other people. Damn I really need to snap out of this.

I got up to my room and pack my things. I also put in my red dress and black heels for the party and go to the quinjet. As I'm walking I see her already standing there. She catches me staring as I walk towards her and she extends her hand.

Reader POV:

I look over and see Agent Romanoff coming towards me, eyes trained directly at me. I offer my hand for her to shake and she does. "Agent y/l/n, y/n y/l/n."

“Natasha Romanoff.” She responds

With that we both boarded the ship, settled down and engaged in conversation. It was a long flight and we were going to have to spend the next 24-48 hours together so, may as well get to know each other. This conversation however turned into shamelessly flirting with each other constantly.

Time skip to when the ship lands and they get to the hotel (still reader pov):

We get the the hotel and Natasha asks for our reservation at the front desk. While she's doing that I take a minute to really take in this place because it's massive. There's a chandelier on the ceiling and art all over the walls. The architecture is beautiful and it has gold accents along every wall. It also smelt like vanilla, don't know why that's relevant but it smells nice.

I hear a 'thank you' and 'enjoy your stay' so I assume that Nat has got the key so I begin walking to the lift (elevator). I step in and so does Natasha just a bit behind me. She presses the button to the 5th floor and we stand in a comfortable silence for the short 10 second ride. The doors open with a ding and we step out and go look for our room. Natasha takes the lead and goes straight to our door and opens it with the key card.

"Wow Shield really outdid themselves with this one ay?" I think aloud

"Yeah, they really did." She agreed

As we were walking around the both of us were quick to realise something.

"There's only one bed." Natasha pointed out

"I was just thinking the same thing. I'll take the sofa I don't mind at all." I say trying to come up with a solution.

"No, it's okay I can." Natasha instantly tries to shut me down

"Honestly I'll sleep there it's fine." I repeat

"Look uhm, you don't have to but to save ourselves a very polite argument do you wanna just share it. I mean it's a double so..?" She nervously asked

"Yeah sure I mean, if your up for it?" I half mumble

"I'm the one who suggested it dummy of course i'm up for it."

I chuckle at her response and put down my bags by the bed. If I was being honest with myself I couldn't help the butterflies that formed when thinking about sharing a bed with her. Goddamnit, she's my superior I can't be thinking like this.

Natasha POV:

I brush my teeth and get changed in the bathroom whilst y/n orders room service. When I walk out she was getting changed so she only had a bra and pyjama trousers on.

"Oh.., oh! I'm so sorry!"

No sorry it's my fault I should've told you I was changing."

"It's fine, I mean we're both girls right? Nothing we haven't seen before."

"Yeah, yeah you're right, both girls."

"Never seen a girl with abs like that though."

The blush spread on her face faster than a forrest fire. She was flustered and I took great pride in knowing I did that. I made my way to the kitchen so I'd be ready for room service when it came.

Three knocks at the door alerted me that the food was here. I thanked the staff and put the food on the counter.

"Hey y/n tea's here!" I yelled to her. (It depends where your from but tea is just how we say evening meal, like dinner)

"Thank god, i'm starving." She gave me bright smile before plating everything up.

We sit on the sofa with our food and watch whatever trashy TV shows are on. We laugh at parts of it and it gives me butterflies, her laugh has quickly become my favourite sound. It's just so beautiful and care free, it also means she's happy which makes me happy. I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear her softly say.

"Hey you okay? Lost you for a second there."

“Yeah, oh um, yeah I'm fine just thinking."

“About what? You were very focused."

"Nothing don't worry about it. Anyway, it's late we should go to bed."

"Your right I'll take the plates into the kitchen."

While she was doing that I went to the bedroom and set up the bed. I was laying down when she came in, she tentatively lowered herself o to the bed and layer down facing me.

"You sure it was nothing?"

"It wasn't really nothing and I'm about to talk a lot and I don't want you to talk till I'm done okay?" I respond with a hesitancy in my tone.

"Go for it." she says.

"I like you, like really like you. I know it's wrong because I'm your superior and your not even out the academy yet but I'm 25 and your what like, 20, 21 give or take so it's not like it's weird. Also can you blame me? You're perfect. Everything about you is perfect. Even though we only just met I can't help falling for you y/n. I'm sorry if I've just ruined the friendship we built today but I really needed to get that off my chest."

I look her deep in the eyes for any kind of reaction to what I just said. After a couple seconds of processing she smiled at me. Probably the biggest smile i've ever seen her have. She still hasn't said anything so I speak up. "Well?"

She doesn't answer me, instead she gently grabs my face and kisses me softly. Our lips dance against one another as second nature. Once air becomes a problem we release from each other's grasp.

"I like you too, if that wasn't already clear."

She giggled like a school girl when I grabbed her waist and started peppering kisses all over her face. She stopped and snuggled closer to me and buried her head in my chest.

"This woman is the one for me" I thought to myself as I held her safe in my arms. Although I really wasn't looking forward to this mission now.

#natasha romanoff x you #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #marvel fanfiction #marvel #wlw #lesbian pride #wlw fanfic #lesbian #sapphic #wlw pride

[leviathansshadycorner]

Be Realistic ( Leon x reader)

Short blurb because I'm in a mood - Yes based off of that Britney broski audio lmao Warnings: low self esteem reader, body issues ALSO I LOVE ASHLEY GUYS SO DW DW SHES MY BBG SHE JUST SEEMED APPROPRIATE TO USE IN THIS SCENARIO LMAO

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Rebecca and you sat at the edge of the backyard, both of you sprawled out on the lawn chairs. Claire had thrown a summer pool party, deciding it'd be a smart idea to invite people from work. Ada and Claire were chatting among themselves, sipping away at their colorful drinks, Luis urging everyone to put on sunscreen, and Carlos, Jill, and Chris having a competition to see who could do the best cannonball. Among the partygoers was Ashley Graham, the owner of the house in which Claire was throwing the party.

"She's so gorgeous," Rebecca comments, her sunglasses protecting her brown doe eyes.

"I know." You added, the two of you ogling at Ashley's beauty. She wore a cute brown-colored two-piece, with a metal ring in the front that held the top together, which accentuated her complexion and made her appear like a Victoria's Secret model.

"Hey guys, have any of you seen Leon?" Ashley called out, holding the deflated pink dolphin in her hands.

His name made your stomach twist, and you swear you could've felt your heart pang. The way his name rolled off her tongue was so natural, almost melodic.

"Right here." Leon came out from behind the glass sliding doors. He was the only one still in his normal clothes, deciding he was too cool or some shit for the pool party.

The man walked his way along the perimeter of the pool to Ashley. His muscles showing as he carried the air pump to the girl.

"Dumbass, why did you bring it all the way out here?" Chris commented.

"Easy access." Came Leon's response.

"Thanks, Leon!" Ashley beamed, her pouty pink lips curling into a smile that even made your heart flutter. Leon stood close to her, handing his hand out for her to give him the floaty. She complied, and handed it over, their exchange making your eyes lose their gleam.

"My hero." Ashley was excited, her floaty finally being of use.

Rebecca noticed you from the corner of her eyes. She knew about your little huge crush on Leon. The girl watched as your face crept with sadness- dare she say- disappointment.

"Kind of funny how he's still in his normal clothes." She tries to distract you. "Typical Leon."

You looked at her and smiled, "I know. I was hoping to see him shirtless." The two of you giggled, letting out cackles, Ada and Claire looking your way to see what the commotion was about.

"Why don't you go ask him to take it off?" She teased, turning her body to look at you.

"Hmm, maybe." You said boldly, even though you knew you'd rather fall in the pool and drown than do that.

"Bet. You won't." She smirked, challenging you.

"Pftt I totally would." You played yourself up.

"Then go." Rebecca eyes you.

After being riled up by Rebecca, a burst of confidence shot threw you. It couldn't be that hard right? You and Leon bantered and flirted on missions before, so what difference would this make? Plus it was totally appropriate for you to tell him off about his weird pool attire or rather lack of it.

"Watch me Chambers." You told your best friend as you got up from the lawn chair. You were wearing a (top of your choice) that you brought a size too small to make your figure pop. The shorts that you wore were Rebbeca's basketball shorts that she had let you borrow last minute after you changed your mind about wearing a one-piece.

Feeling confident in your tight outfit you began to strut toward Leon and Ashley, the sun's beams hitting the floor making the cement beneath your feet warm. As you approached you caught a glimpse of yourself in the glass sliding doors. Immediately your confidence shrank.

How could you have been so delusional to wear this out? It looked nothing like the way you pictured it in your head. Your model like posture returned to that of a hunchback as you shamefully scurried past Leon and Ashley, walking along the whole edge of the pool, stopping by the coolers to grab two waters, and heading back to a frowning Rebecca.

Leon and Ashley to focused on judging Chris and Carlos' Cannonballs to notice you.

"What happened?" She ask as she noticed the shift in your demeanor.

"Nothing." You sighed handing her a water.

"(Y/n) we already have water." She pushes her sunglasses up to her head as she stares at you. You take a seat on the same lawn chair.

You whined. "Why didn't you tell me I looked like shit?" It was only loud enough for her to hear.

"What you don't though.." She reassures you as she places a hand on your back. "(Y/n) you look hot!"

You didn't believe it. Surely she was only saying this because as your best friend she was obligated to. Your mind flashed back to the image of you in the glass doors. Your hair was flat yet awfully frizzy at the same time, you stood like a toddler who barely knew how to walk, and your legs looked like they were overflowing in Rebecca's tiny shorts. To make things worse you were sure the chlorine from your previous dip had made your skin look all dry.

You looked around for the oversized shirt you came here in. When you found it you shielded your body from the eyes of the partygoers.

"(Y/n).." Rebecca looked concerned.

"I don't know why I even tried talking to him. I probably look like an idiot." You leaned on Rebecca's shoulder as you two blankly watched the Beefy Brazillian splash into the pool.

"Because you like him. And I'm pretty sure he likes you too." She giggled.

"No- he likes Ashley." You said defeated, your emotions coming out now that you'd made yourself vulnerable. You saw the way those two looked at each other. They had something you wish you had with Leon.

"I don't think so." She wraps her arm around your waist. Smirking when she notices Leon glance over at you two.

"I think I'm just gonna accept my Leon-less life." You said leaning into your friend for comfort. Your eyes occasionally glancing over at an out of place Leon as he shouts at Chris.

"What? You're just not gonna try?"

You sighed. "There's really no point Becca."

She scoffed, "(Y/n)- you're totally out of his league. You can get him if you wanted to."

"Becca!" You groaned, your inner teen always came out when hanging out with her. "I can't. Have you seen the way she looks? She can get him!" You laughed, deciding to find the humor in your failed attempts at love.

"Oh (Y/n) you can too!" Her short hair bounced as she shaked you.

You turned around your hand practically digging into 's shoulder as you stared at her dead in the eye. "Be realistic. Be so fucking for real." You shook her back, your voice that of a goblins.

The two of you laughed as you spewed out nonsensical noises.

The conversation then shifted to celebrity crushes, "You think I have a chance with Josh Hutcherson?" Rebecca lays down on the lawn chair.

"Hundred percent yes." You replied, "What about me and Nick cage?"

"I see that." Rebecca smirks.

"Wait. What about me and Da-" Before you could finish your sentence Leon's shadow loomed over you, causing both you and Rebecca to jump.

"What about you and who?" He asked as he took a seat on the lawn chair you were previously on.

Your heart fell to your ass. "Oh my god you scared me." You and Rebecca giggled.

"You're not going in the pool?" Leon asked, leaning back in the chair.

"You know we were about to ask you the same thing. What's up with the clothes Kennedy?" Rebecca raised an eyebrow, she then nudged your shoulder.

"Yeah, lose the shirt, Leon." You said on cue. A fire growing in your stomach.

"I will if you do." He hooked his hands under his grey shirt as he began to pull it off.

Scratch that. The fire in your stomach was now a full-on Volcano.

#fanfic #xreader #reader insert #resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x y/n #pool party #rebecca chambers #ashley graham #claire redfield #chris redfield #carlos oliveira #luis sera resident evil #ada wong #jill valentine #resident evil x reader

[wolfytoothy]

BEAT THEY AHH

This was recommended by one of my bookie wookies @liauroo

No offence to all the Tiffany’s out there😅.

You don’t know what happened, but all you remember is you laying on the floor, barely unable to move, then the sound of an ambulance, and miles face, him saying words but it came out muffled.

Now your here.

Sitting in a hospital bed, with a busted up face.To be specifice a bloody nose, busted lip,bruised cheek, knuckles, and a sprained ankle.“MA, what happened!?” Miles asked, bursting into the room with a worried expression. “ Well got into a lil brawl apparently” you said sheepishly as you nervously laughed. “Did you win- I mean, With who? when? Why?” He asked as he cupped your face. “With Tiffany, during the second period, cuz she was talking through her neck and thinking nothing was gonna happen to her with her stank ass” you sassed, crossing your arms, kissing your teeth as you did. “Actually she got in 2 fights” Someone announced making both you and Miles turn their hands. It was J.B. your best friend. Well about to the EX best friend if she keeps exposing you like this.“TWO” Miles yelled looking at you slightly disappointed. “Wit who?”, “an argument with the kid named Hakeem and a fist fight with Tiffany” J.B. confirmed making you scowl. “Wait, I was just in the period with you, how is that possible?” the man complained.

“Well it all happened when-”

Flash back:

“Ms. Carter, can we please send Miles Morales to the counselor office” The announcements said.

“Yea sure”

The class was in the middle of a group project till he got called. Everyone feared Miles, they had so much to say but couldn't say it to his face. It honestly pissed you off. As soon as he closed the door, Hakeem started to stalk his shit. “Uh oh, looks like mama’s boy needs therapy” Hakeem teased. You could feel your soul shift, “well atleast his mama wants him unlike your ass” you muttered, but just enough got him to hear you. The male's eyes widened as he got flushed when some of the people heard you.

Him being aggressive and never shutting up. So when the teacher left the classroom for a bit, he took the opportunity to grab your desk making you face him, there could be a loud screech being heard throughout the class catching everyone's attention. “The fuck did you say lil girl” he spat getting in your face.“If I can smell your breath, then back. Up” you said in a warning tone, fr about to get physical. “

I was talking to you lil girl” he spat grabbing your face, making you grimence as he pulled you closer. Since he touched you first, it would be labeled as self defense. You kicked him in the knee causing him to hunch over.

“Don’t try that shit again with me bitch, next time your ass will be getting mollywhopped.” you spat.

End of flashback:

Miles stared at you with his mouth slightly open. “W-wait he said huh”. “Mhm, he does it everytime” you admit. Miles was high key flabbergasted, then he got himself. “I appreciate you defending me ma, but I can handle it myself” he reassured. “Baby I don’t give a damn, I’m your twin, I’m not gonna let that slide”,

“You're literally in a hospital bed right now”,

“Miles i don’t give a fuck, I should have molly-woped his ass,and it was worth it”.

Miles was disappointed. He pintched his nose bridge and layed back in his chair. “Do I even what, to here the buffoonery you got yourself into with Tiffany” he asked.

“Actually she had a valid point for rocking her shit” J.B. objected, making you nod. “So it all started a lil while back where everyone and they mama was accusing me of flirting with her man, but literally everyone and their mama knows I’m talking to you,” you started as you sat up.

“Right, so what happened?”

“I rocked her shit is what happened”

“Oh sweet jesus”

Flash back:

You were currently on your way to your next period and that required you going down the stairs. As you took the first step you felt hands on the back of your shoulders and a strong ass force pushing you. Making you stumble and literally hit your forehead on the pole. Gasp and laughter erupted as you clutched your head in pain. “Son of a gun” you muttered, feeling a hard pounding run through your head. Then all of a sudden,someone and their hot breath pinned me against the wall. “Yo, what the fuck-” bit before you could finish ou were interrupted.“ so You thought you could flirt with my man and get away with it weirdo”. You instantly knew it was tiffany.

“Yo wa-”, “Answer the fuck question slut” she spat. When you proceed the information, and it all settled in, you realized. She was really playing with her life. But that fall and you hitting your head on that pole really messed you up, and her just pushing you against the wall repeatedly was messing you up more. “Get your hands off me” you yelped, pushing Tiffany's arm off of you as you clutch your head in pain. And just like any girl fight, She pulled your hair, but that didn’t last long when you grabbed the collar of her shirt and tripped her laying her on her back. A move Miles taught you a while ago.

And just for good measure, and for fun, you kicked her in the gut.

But before the fight could even, you blacked out.

End of flashback:

“She pushed you down the stairs!?” he yelled making you recoil a bit at the sudden outburst. “yes that's what I just said bookie. See now if I had caught myself in time, then I wouldn't be in the hospital bed while the doctors try to make sure I have no concussions.” you complained. “Not you still putting her in her place when you were on the verge of dying” Miles chuckled.

“Yea, and from what I’ve heard I sat on top of her, witch I don’t remember” you said genuinely. “Well that part I do remember” he said traumatized, a shiver going down his spine.

“In my defense I’m innocent as can be, They all put their hands on me first, and it’s technically labeled as self defense so I’m not in the wrong” you admit rolling your eyes. “Sweety… no”

“What, it’s a win win anyways, I got sent to the hospital, and she did as well”

“You sent her to the hospital!?”

“Of course, may I remind you she pushed me down stairs, why are you on her side”

“...You know what you're right, lemme’ go pay Hakeem and Tiffany a little visit”.

“Miles, no”

“Trust they will be dealt with”

#miles morales #earth 42 miles #earth 42 miles morales x reader #e.42 miles #earth 42 miles x you #earth 42 miles fluff #miles morales x reader #atsv prowler #earth 42 prowler #miles morales prowler

[costelloschoice]

Jealously, Jealously

-Mizu x fem! reader

-angsty, fluff at the end

-reblogs and comments are appreciated :]

She couldn’t stand the sound of his laughter with yours.

Was he really that funny? It doesn’t seem like it to her...What was he doing that was so funny anyways? Pathetic jokes? Purposefully bad techniques? He sees the way you looked at Mizu with such adoration and love, maybe he was trying to feel that to fill the void of missing Akemi.

Mizu kept you close, but Taigen closer. She didn't trust him one bit. Of course, she loved to see you happy. Mizu doesn't mind you joking around with Ringo. Maybe it was the past issues with the other samurai that was making her feel this way.

Mizu sighed, viewing the next city they have to travel to from a hill top distance. The winter air was harsh, yet she didn't mind. She knew she was being distant from you, but she couldn't help it. The blue eyed girl shut herself out time to time, making it hard to communicate with you. She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard snow crunching behind her. It was you.

"Mizu, are you okay? You've been distant lately..." You asked. She only nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine..." This only made you frown.

"You're lying...I can tell.." you huffed. This only made her more agitated with you. Mizu loves you, yes...but this all-knowing attitude is one she can't stand. The samurai rolled her eyes, snapping at you, "I said I'm fucking fine...Why don't you go flirt with Taigen some more, hm?" she snapped, making you go wide eyed before she stormed away.

As she stormed into the nearby forest, she instantly regretted what she said to you. She cursed herself for even raising her voice at you, something she swore to never do. God, Mizu felt pathetic, how could she just you leave you like this? You were her love, her pearl...And all of this animosity over Taigen? God, how could she be so stupid? Eiji would be so disappointed from how childish she was acting.

But stuck her on pride, she didn't apologize right away. She wanted to cool down before speaking to you.

It was dark by the time she decided to come find you. Ringo sat by the fire, trying to wash the dishes from dinner. "Hey Ringo...Do you know where-" she started but soon cut off.

"You were very rude...She doesn't wish to speak with you," he said firmly, a frown on his face. Mizu sighed, if Ringo was mad at her...She knows she was wrong. "Please...I want to apologize. I was out of line for what I said. Please understand..."

He sighed, shaking his head. Mizu was his master after all and should help her mend things with you. "She's in her tent..." Ringo said before continuing to wash the dishes. Mizu thanked him and went to your tent.

Mizu heard sniffling as she saw you laying on the floor of the tent, "Ringo, I told you I don't need anything" you sighed, sitting up. Once you do, your faced with your girlfriend.

"My pearl...Please, I'm so sorry for what I said and how I acted," Mizu started off, coming into the tent. You scoffed and folded your arms across your chest, almost like you were in defense mode. "I know I said hurtful things. I regret saying them to you. I-I was so upset from the attention you're getting from Taigen-"

"He's my friend! Why is that so bad?!"

"I get that but Taigen is not trustworthy! He constantly tries to flirt with you and threatens to kill me in a duel!"

"No he isn't, we're just friends!...Are you jealous?"

"Yes! Yes I am!" Mizu shouted, feeling angry at the outcome of this talk. You look at her with a confused look on your face. She was jealous?

"Mizu...Talk to me...Why don't you like Taigen. The real reason.." You said softly, taking her hands into yours. She sighed, breathe shaky. Mizu hated one thing and that was opening up and letting someone in, letting someone see the real her. Mizu looked into your eyes before starting.

"When I was a child, you know I was bullied by the neighborhood kids? Yeah, Taigen was their ringleader. He made sure to make my life hell when I was living on the streets. Like a dog that ate scraps in the alleyway...A part of me is thankful he isn't rude to you at all, but I can't help but still let that hurt child in me make my adult decisions..." Mizu admitted, looking at you with sad puppy dog eyes.

You sighed, "Mizu..I didn't know. I wish you would tell me. I need to know these things to understand," you said softly, a hand caressing Mizu's cheek. "I know...but it's hard," she mumbled feeling terrible.

"I know, but I'm your girlfriend now...You have to open up and tell me these things," You chuckled, moving to hug her. Mizu immediately accepted the hug, wanting to feel secure in your arms. "My love, I'll talk to talk Taigen... I don't want to continue hurting your feelings. Thank you for opening up.."

"Thank you for listening to me...I'm sorry I swore and raised my voice at you," Mizu mumbled, curling up in your lap. "Oh I'm still upset you swore at me...but some kisses will help," You giggled, making Mizu attack you with kisses all over your face.

#bes #bes mizu #mizu x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu #mizu x you #blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai x reader #blue eye samurai x you #wlw

[co-sharkie]

My Girl–

Grayson Waller x F! Wrestler! Reader

Summary: Bron Breakker flirts with Grayson’s girlfriend.

This was a request from @there-goes-thefighter 💖

Bron Breakker made his impression on the WWE universe with his Smackdown debut and signing. He observed the competition beforehand. He saw many familiar faces, but one stood out--a beautiful woman who he saw in the ring multiple times.

He loved the way she executed her moves flawlessly and her crowd work was phenomenal. It was only a matter of time before he tried to talk to her. And luckily, he saw her backstage. She was occupied on her phone while sitting on a crate. Bron strut up to her, ready to shoot his shot.

You looked up from your phone and spotted a huge man making his way towards you. He leaned on the crate and you thanked your past self for making sure the wheels were locked. He had a flirtatious smirk on his face. "I don't think I got your name, beautiful."

You quickly recognized him as Bron Breakker, the newly signed superstar. He was a man you remember Grayson having a ton a issues with during his NXT time. Grayson complained non-stop the night Bron was signed. He stayed up all night telling you every single detail about the man and why he hated him.

"Did you not look at the roster before signing with Smackdown?" You innocently smiled after your attitude showed. Bron blinked, surprised with your sass. "My name is all over the women's division."

He tried to laugh off the embarrassment as he must have missed your name (he didn't look at the women's roster). "What I'm trying to say is that I didn't see you at my meet-and-greet." The superstars typically host a small gathering backstage at catering after someone new is signed. It gives them a good opportunity to meet the new person and exchange socials with them.

"Sorry, I was going to go, but I got busy." Grayson had refused to go to the meet-and-greet. He knew that they still had bad blood. You decided to leave the arena with your boyfriend, much to his relief.

"That's fine. How about I take you out for dinner tonight so we can officially meet?" Bron offered. You were going to give him another sassy remark in hopes that he would back off, but your knight in funky button-ups had other plans.

Grayson was taken aback by the sight of Bron so close to you. He stormed up to you two. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Grayson was fuming.

Bron quickly pushed himself off of the crate and made himself look bigger. "Getting something you could never." Bron's snarky remark made you snort. You stifle your laugh behind your hand. Thankfully, Bron didn't notice.

"What, a girlfriend? That's really funny, mate, because you're talking to mine!" Grayson picked you up from the crate and held you in his arms. "And trust me, she doesn't want someone with a brain the size of a walnut."

You waved goodbye to Bron over Grayson's shoulder. Bron stood in silence, totally stunned by the interaction. He was unaware Grayson had a girlfriend, or that he could even get one. He was disappointed that the beautiful girl he held interest in was taken by one of his old rivals, but maybe he could prove his worth in the ring.

Grayson didn't say anything until he was almost on the other side of backstage. He set you back on your feet. "What was he saying to you?" He was much more calm now that it was just you and him, but you could still hear his frustration.

"He just asked for my name and if I wanted dinner later. I had it under control, but thanks for coming to save me." You smiled and gave him a quick kiss. Grayson grumbled something you couldn't hear but it sounded somewhere along the lines of, 'who does he think he is'.

#wwe x reader #grayson waller x reader #wwe fanfiction

[natashaslittlegirl]

Professor - WandaNat

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORK. MINORS DNI +18 ONLY.

Summary: Wanda knew that she failed her last exam, she showed up without having studied, what she also knew, is that her favorite professor is disappointed, so she has to make it up to her.

Professor!Natasha Romanoff x Student!Wanda Maximoff

Smut, top!Natasha, bottom!Wanda, teasing, masturbation (W), vaginal fingering (W receiving), praise and degrading kink, choking (N to W), dirty talk, overstimulation, orgasm control, hair pulling, spanking (W receiving(just one))

Words count: 2300+

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Wanda had shown up to take her literature exam without having studied, not because she didn't want to, she was one of the best students in the entire university and Miss Romanoff's favorite. She just forgot, disappointing her favorite teacher, feeling bad about it.

Natasha, in addition to being stressed by having to do more than ten lectures a week, her perfect student was failing her.

The student who always present her essays and exams on time, the one who helped her carry her things to her office and with whom she had wet dreams almost every night. It was no surprise to Natasha that she liked Wanda, the girl was totally beautiful and perfectly her type. In addition to the fact that she sometimes showed herself with those slightly revealing outfits that left a lot to imagination.

And she was always looking for a way to stay after class, either with a question or just to tell her some fun fact, which she found very adorable.

She knew that Wanda liked her, her looks weren't discreet at all, she shamelessly undressed her in front of the whole class. One smirk at her and Wanda was already squeezing her thighs, and this could be seen clearly since she was sitting right in front of her desk. Every time she goes with her short little skirts, Natasha can't help but devour her with her gaze, discreetly while everyone do her lecture.

One day Wanda had stayed after class to clear up some doubts, sitting next to her at the desk, her bare thighs almost touching hers, and Natasha couldn't resist placing her hand on them, squeezing it and listening to the sweet moan that scape out of Wanda's mouth. After that, she knew she had to be with her one way or another, how could a mere sound from her leave her so frustrated? How could a twenty year old girl have her like that? She didn't know if it was because of the fact that Wanda was younger or the interest she showed, the attention she sought or the simple fact that her beauty incited her to sin.

Today, a Friday like any other, in the last class of the day, Literature 101 of Professor Romanoff, Wanda was perfectly seated in her chair in front of her desk.

In one of her short skirts, her thigh-high stockings, and a black shirt, she was beautiful and fucking hot.

Natasha's first thought was how good her student would look tied up and bending over on her desk. Not very appropriate of her, but that only stayed in a little place of her mind. It wasn't strange for the two of them to share those lustful glances, Wanda never thought that she could go beyond a simple flirt or a bit of tease. Miss Romanoff seemed untouchable, with all her authority and her tight suits, with her rasping voice and her serious look.

All this little game between the two was consuming them, there were countless times that Wanda had to go to her room practically running to touch herself thinking in her professor, or the number of times that she daydreamed in class wishing that Natasha could take her anywhere in the room.

"Afternoon everyone, let's begin in page 57, who wants to read?" Natasha started class promptly at six in the evening.

Carol Danvers raised her hand for Miss Romanoff to give her the word, then beginning to read a text by Alan Poe. Wanda boiled with jealousy every time Natasha gave her a smirk or preferred the blonde instead of her. She already knew that Carol wanted to be the teacher's pet, which irritated her even more. She fixed her eyes with frowning brows on her professor, who didn't spare her a glance, concentrating on what Carol was reading.

So she decided to fiddle with the buttons on her shirt, undoing one by one until she reached her breasts and that's when she got the attention she wanted. Natasha's gaze fell on her hands, as her fingers ran up and down the fabric, watching her teacher swallow and clear her throat.

Wanda also knew that Natasha must be angry with her, for failing her last test and taking into account the looks of her teacher towards her today, she thought about taking the next step. With her provocative outfit already planned and without wearing panties she was going to convince her.

The two hours of the lecture passed, ending the class, a class in which Natasha was left frustrated trying not to pay attention to her student.

Everyone was leaving while Wanda stayed sat in her chair, crossing her legs feeling how wet she already was. It was time to go home since all classes were over. Once the last student left, Wanda got up from her chair and walked over to her professor's desk.

"Miss Romanoff, can we talk?" she said innocently as Natasha turned, looking her up and down.

"Let's go to my office, Miss Maximoff." She speak to her in an angry and harsh tone, making Wanda shudder. She took her things and followed her to her office, her gaze glued to her body until Natasha sat down behind her desk. "What do you want, Miss Maximoff?" Natasha didn't want to look at her, she was angry.

"Talking about my exam but, are you not going to call me Wanda anymore?"

"It's the same, I call you by your last name."

"Yeah, but I like the way you say my name more," Wanda sat in the chair opposite, starting to play with the edge of her skirt, which had risen up exposing almost all her skin, "why are you angry, Natasha?"

"I'm not mad, I'm disappointed in you, how could you fail the exam, you're the best at everything" She let out a snarl, finally looking up to her eyes but quickly drifting to her thighs.

"Let me make it up to you." a smirk appeared on Wanda's face as she got up to lock the door.

"What are you doing, Wanda?" She walked slowly over to where Miss Romanoff was, sitting down at her desk putting her legs on each side of Natasha's chair.

"Tell me what you want and I'll do it." Natasha's eyes were dark and a thousand possibilities flashed through her mind.

"This is wrong." She growled, trying not to look at her student, who was spread-legged sitting in front of her.

"We both want it, I see how you look at me and you know the reaction you cause in me, Miss Romanoff, don't play dumb." Wanda's hand went to Natasha's chin, forcing her to look into her eyes, "you want it as much or more than me."

"Touch yourself." Natasha leaned back in her chair with a smirk on her face, watching as Wanda's hands began to unbutton her shirt, revealing that she was not wearing a bra.

She squeezed her breasts, her fingers pricking her already hard nipples, stealing a moan from her. Wanda was dripping on the desk, she was sure, Natasha's gaze was burning her. Without being asked, her hand went under until it was between her legs, lifting her skirt to revealing her that she wasn't wearing panties either.

"Such a slut you are, Wanda." The raspy voice of her teacher made her walls clenched to nothing, beginning to rub her already swollen and neglected clit, "Who knew, the perfect student would be such a little slut."

"Fuck." Wanda sighed, running her fingers over her folds, gathering her liquids to then inserting a finger into hers.

"Slower." Natasha was beginning to guide her, never taking her gaze from her dripping pussy, as her finger disappeared inside her so slowly that Wanda could cry from it.

"Please." A small blush appeared on her cheeks, she wanted to go faster, but she couldn't disobey Natasha. She couldn't disappointed her, again.

"No." Wanda let out a whimper, trying to keep up the same speed.

"I need more, please."

"Another one." Wanda quickly inserted another finger inside her, curling them, touching hers G spot. "Faster."

She began to speed up her movements, feeling the knot in her stomach under her, moans coming from her mouth as her fingers moved in and out of her.

"What a pretty sounds you make, let's see what others I can get out of that beautiful mouth of yours."

One of Natasha's hands went to her neck, grabbing it and squeezing it, ripping a strangled moan from Wanda's throat.

"I-I'm gonna cum" the grip on her neck tightened.

"No, you are not allowed to cum." Natasha stood up, staying between her legs to now whisper in her ear, "I'm the only one who's going to make you cum, understand?"

Wanda agreed without stopping moving her fingers inside her, until the hand that was on her neck went to her wrist, making her stop, taking it out to put the wet fingers in her mouth. Natasha licked her fingers clean, their dark eyes locked as Wanda was panting for air with her parted lips.

"Get down and bend over on the desk." She did as she was told, now she was with her stomach pressed against the wood table, her arms around her head and her legs slightly spread.

Natasha positioned herself behind her, pressing into her hips causing Wanda to push back. Her professor's hands lifted her skirt, leaving it coiled around her waist while one of Natasha's feet hit her legs to separate them from her.

"Such a dirty girl you are, coming to university without panties, do you think that's a good thing, Wanda?" She reminded silent, a hand slammed into her ass, "Answer me."

"Yes," she let out her answer with a sigh.

"Look how wet you are, pathetically dripping like a slut, does it turn you on? Does the fact that I'm about to fuck you turn you on?" Natasha put her index finger at her entrance, not thrusting it in or moving it.

"Yes, so much, you turn me on so much, please." Wanda couldn't handle so much arousal anymore, she needed her to touch her now.

"You don't deserve it, you fail your exam, you have an attitude towards me, you come without panties and on top of that you spent all your time teasing me in class."

"You want this more than me, Miss Romanoff, we both know it. I know you want to touch me until I can't handle it anymore." Natasha lets out a laugh, in fact, Wanda is right, she wants to fuck her until she doesn't have a drop of cum anymore.

"On top of that, do you have the nerve to talk back to me? Oh, little girl, you don't know what you're getting yourself into."

She was about to answer when two of her fingers entered her suddenly, stealing a dry moan from her throat.

"You make a noise and I'll stop." Natasha inserted her fingers hard, making the desk move and making it increasingly difficult for Wanda to hold back her moans.

She leaned over, laying on top of her student to grab her hair with her other hand, forming a ponytail to pull her up, Wanda tried not to make a sound, but it was impossible when Natasha curled her fingers inside her.

"Oh, looks like we'll stop here." She feint to remove her fingers.

"No, no! please, I'm so close, please!" Wanda literally cried out.

"Then beg for it, beg or I won't continue." Natasha's lips were glued to her neck, sucking on it without caring if she left marks or not.

"Please, Natasha, keep fucking me, do whatever you want to me!" Wanda was desperate, tears began to form in her eyes, trying to move her hips down against her teacher's hand.

"Such a needy slut, you're being pathetically desperate, Wanda," Natasha sucked on her earlobe to whisper in her husky voice, "and I fucking love it." She began to move her fingers again, grabbing her neck pressing her body with hers.

"Let me cum, Miss Romanoff, pl-" Natasha squeeze her neck, cutting of her words.

"Shut the fuck up." Wanda was about to pass out, the pressure in her lower stomach was becoming unbearable. Tears rolling on her face, her part lips panting for air and Natasha still thrusting in her was too much.

And then, she stopped. Her professor stopped.

"What the f-" Wanda was about to protest when Natasha pulled her fingers out to turn her around, sitting her on the desk and putting them back inside her. "Oh fuck fuck." She moaned at the sight of Natasha's lustful eyes looking at her.

"I want to look at you while you fall apart, so pretty." Natasha let her know that, she always told her that she was pretty, but this context was totally different.

"Please let me."

Natasha nodded, watching how Wanda tried to keep the eye contact but was impossible for her, shutting her eyes and leave out a loud scream, her professor's name was rolling out her mouth. Her body started to shake, the overstimulation taking her as Natasha keep thrusting her fingers in her.

The proud smirk on her face, like a child whose mischief turns out well, finally claiming her student's body.

Wanda was trying to recover, her chest raising and falling sharply. She opened her eyes to meet Natasha's intense gaze in her, her cheeks blushed and a light layer of sweat on her forehead.

"That was.." she said giggling.

"Yeah," Natasha took out her fingers to lick them, tasting her again. "you taste so good, I can't wait to eat you properly."

#wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #black widow #elizabeth olsen smut #elizabeth olsen #wanda maximoff smut #lizzie olsen #natasha marvel #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff #wandanat smut #wandanat #scarletwidow smut #scarlet witch #scarlett johansson smut

[stirthewaters]

Twenty Dollars

SUMMARY: Dared to make Wednesday flustered by Enid, you try your best to flirt with her, unaware of the fact that she knows far better how to break you instead.

WARNINGS: None, this is pretty much fluff.

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Nevermore in the afternoon is probably the favorite part of your day. Once school is over, you can hang out with your girlfriend and your friends, and typically even though you don't really do anything other than chat, it's pretty fun.

Unfortunately, your girlfriend, the Wednesday Addams, prefers to stay inside and maybe watch a movie or discuss philosophy rather than chat with your friend group.

So instead of hanging out with Enid and your friends in the quad, you're with Wednesday in Ophelia Hall, trying to get her flustered as part of a secret bet.

Earlier, Enid had bet twenty dollars that you couldn't make Wednesday flustered or blushy at all. Confident in your amazing skills as a girlfriend, you accepted, and now you're hanging around the raven haired girl as she types at her novel.

Clearly physical touch isn't her soft spot, since whenever you try to hold her hand, her expression doesn't change in the least. She hasn't blushed once in your relationship, so the bet you've accepted has started to become a personal goal.

"If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?"

"Are you a triangle? Cause you're acute!"

"Excuse me, but I think I dropped something. My JAW!"

The cheesy pickup lines you're currently smothering her with seem to do little to no damage as she frowns.

"If you say another nauseatingly cliche pickup line one more time, I'll tear my ears off as well as yours," Wednesday deadpans, not taking her eyes off of her typewriter.

"Hey, it's not my fault that you're so pretty," you shrug, smirking a bit. "Come over here so I can compliment you to your face."

Wednesday rolls her eyes.

"Your frivolous attempt at flirting is as transparent as the glass I'm considering cutting you with. If you're trying to fluster me, it won't work."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," you scoff, wrapping your arms around her neck gently. "Come on, admit it. My flirting skills are actually pretty decent."

"If by finding somewhat nauseatingly overused lines on the internet, then yes, you're somewhat above average," she turns to glare at you, which is clearly an awkward position since you're arms are wrapped around her neck. "Now take your arms away from me or I'll dislocate them."

Somewhat hurt, you pull away.

"Whatever," you sniff, folding your arms. "If you think that my flirting skills are trash then I'd like to see what you've got. From the way you're dismissing mine you must have some pretty nice ones, hmm?"

"Is that so?" she deadpans, eyes still fixed on the typewriter. "Or are you sure you're just not disappointed you can't ruffle my feathers?"

"No, I'm serious," you say, leaning against the desk so you can look her in the eye. "Surely the great Wednesday Addams isn't being a chicken?"

Wednesday pauses to look at you, her gaze challenging with only a hint of murderous intent. "Are you sure you want to go down that road, Y/N? Because if I make half the effort you do in flirting, you'll be wishing that you will physically incapable of blushing ever again."

You shrug. "I'm not seeing any effort, actually."

Wednesday stands, walking over to you. Even though she hasn't been your girlfriend for very long, she knows almost everything that can fluster you, from the slightest bit of physical touch to the right words that will make you blush. The observant Addams has carefully kept count of every single time that your cheeks have gone red or you've fidgeted with your shirt, without fail, and with a smirk, she knows that you'll be a mess after this is over.

"Is that so?" She murmurs, standing opposite you. She wraps a hand around your waist to pull you closer to her, staring you down.

Your breath hitches. It's as if she's been planning this. Realizing that this isn't a battle you're going to win, you curse under your breath, as she begins pressing all the right buttons.

"Because I think that in reality you're weak," she says, takin the other hand to tilt your chin upwards, forcing you to look her in the eye as her powerful gaze holds you captive. "And I know perfectly well how to break you."

Unable to speak, your breathing accelerates as she pulls you even closer, stroking your hair as she begins to smirk.

"And it's clear here that you've picked a fight you can't win." She whispers in your ear. Her hand on your jaw is sending goosebumps down your spine and it feels like you can feel everything there is to feel. You sputter a protest, but she shushes you with that same smirk she continues to wear; fully knowing of how much this is affecting you. Unable to pull away, she closes the small gap as she kisses you, eyes fluttering closed as she kisses you softly but firmly.

Heart pounding, your eyes widen as you hesitantly kiss her back until she pulls away. You're blushing now. Obviously. Your face is one whole shade of red.

"There it is. Now admit that I was right, and maybe I'll kiss you again," Wednesday says, a bit mischievously. Stammering and caught in her arms, you realize that clearly you've lost the bet at this point. With a small sigh of defeat, you lower your head.

"Y-you were right."

"Mhm. And don't ever forget it," she smirks again, cupping your face in her hand as she goes in for another kiss, using the other hand to accept the twenty dollars that Thing sneakily delivers from Enid.

#wednesday x reader #wednesday series #wednesday #reader fanfiction #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #wednesday addams #wednesday 2022 #netflix wednesday

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hello! I've recently taken the plunge and downloaded Ridgeside village for one of my save files. I'm enjoying it so far and I am eyeing some of the romanceable candidates 👀.

So I was wondering, you know the ask a while back about the farmer being oblivious to all of the bachelor and bachelorette's being in love with them? Could you do the same with the Ridgeside characters? And maybe expanded?

Eyyyyy glad you liked the Ridgeside Village mod, dear anon ☺️

I've added both SVE and RSV candidates as well. Sorry if the headcanon came out a bit stilted (wasn't sure what the best format was lol). Thanks for the ask and enjoy 💕

RSV bachelors/ettes with oblivious Farmer:

After the young Pelican Town candidates failed miserably to win the heart of Farmer, who must be the most oblivious person in the world, the bachelors and bachelorettes of Ridgeside Village decided that their time had finally come. They're the ones who can get the Farmer's attention, aren't they? Oh, but they didn't, because they didn't count on two things.

First, there were still competitors in Pelican Town - it was just that the other residents hadn't immediately joined the "hunt". Although Sophia and Victor weren't even sure what was even going on, they just wanted to spend more time with their friend Farmer. Victor, however, tried to give a couple compliments, but the gist of the content of his words apparently didn't get through to Farmer. It's a shame of course, but both Sophia and Victor just get over it and just switch to their own lives (and maybe even each other). Claire also threw a loving glance in the direction of the eternally energetic Farmer, but due to uncertainty and constant fatigue she decided that she had almost no chance (it's not true, but *sigh*). Olivia, of course, could show all these young amateurs how to properly compliment and hint at the object of their affection, but feels it's not her age to go after Farmer. She will respect Farmer's choice, and may even push Victor toward Farmer a little bit so that her son will be more confident.

Second, Ridgeside Village residents doesn't really realize how painfully oblivious Farmer is. All the advances and compliments the Farmer (unknowingly) dodges like a spy film protagonist dodges enemy bullets and lasers. And Jeric and Blair will be the first to question their own flirting abilities. Maybe they should have been more.... assertive?

Standing nearby the restaurant, Corine, Ysabelle and Paula greeted the Farmer more flirtatiously, asking to spend time with them just a little bit more. The girls decided to play fair: to whom the Farmer would pay more attention - the winner. Except that Farmer thanked "their good friends for the compliments" and ran off on their farming business, leaving girls in shock. Paula at least laughed at the comicality of the situation.

Faye and Irene thought that the way to the Farmer's heart was through their stomach, so when the girls found out what were the favourite dishes of the daredevil of the entire Stardew Valley, they immediately began the preparation. The Farmer thanked them not with dates, as the two girls had hoped, but with... fresh fruit from the greenhouse. Shit. Okay, well, at least the fruit is delicious. Bryle, passing by, decided to tease Faye and show her the "real master of pick-up", since he himself had had his eye on Farmer for a long time. A complete fiasco, as you might expect, causing Faye herself to start laughing at her friend's failure. The two will then argue again (but will become a couple in the future, but that's another story).

Anton... Doesn't even look in the Farmer's direction. He wants to try, wants to give them at least one good compliment, but... Why? So that Farmer will be disappointed in him like his ex-fiancée? No, Anton won't risk their friendship for that.

Apparently Yoba itself (or other magical forces) are protecting Farmer from flirting, because there's no way they couldn't pick up on Daia's hints. The girl is almost directly flirting, proposing to become something more, trying to kiss and, pardon my language, "get them into the nearest bush for some fun." "Into the bushes? Maybe we'll find a cute bunny there!" ....Bunny, huh.

But that's at least some effort, though, because Jio didn't come up with anything better at all than to express his flirtation in the form of... completely ignoring Farmer. Like, the more he ignores them, the more interested they'll be in him. Weird logic, and then the grumpy will have a face like "Wait, that's illegal" meme when Farmer ignores his ignore (and Kiwi is now constantly teasing him).

Ian, Kenneth, Phillip and Shiro decide not to act without haste, but to learn from the mistakes of other candidates who have failed on the love front. Slowly but surely, they try to spend more time with Farmer without making any drastic moves yet. And honestly, even if they too fail to endear themselves to Farmer, a caring and loyal friend would be enough for them. Sean also wanted to take leisurely steps at first, but he didn't have the patience and so he heads to the bench with the other losers. Better luck next time!

Zayne is a rather well-mannered young man, and he is not going to impose his company on anyone without their desire. If the Farmers themselves approach him, then he will try to make small talk and apply all his knowledge of flirting. It's a similar situation with June, but he may be a little more stubborn as he, unlike the others, has limited time and will be less likely to do so when he goes back for two whole seasons.

Flor, Alissa and Maddie are pretty shy in that regard, so they'll leave the flirting and sighing heavily when Farmer walks by. It's just that Farmer is a very close friend to them all, and to demand anything more from them is somehow wrong. If only they would notice... *Sigh*

For Kiarra, the best way is to be herself: no intrusive flirting, no those innuendos. Just have a nice time with a (so far) friend and not worry about anything. And then - just ask Farmer straight out. Do they want to date? Yay, Farmer and Kiarra have become a couple. They don't want to date? Yay, Farmer and Kiarra remain best friends. It's simple.

Magnus, who decided to introduce Lance to Mr. Aguar, became unwitting spectators of an oblivious Farmer being chased by a crowd of admirers. It's a funny situation, really. Heh, maybe Magnus would have joined them, but he decided to let fate take its course. If he's meant to be with Farmer in this dimension, then so be it, but if not, well, just suck it up and move on. Lance, on the other hand, believes he's in charge of his own destiny, and his sly smile suggests that he'll take matters into his own hands once the competition has died down. He has a couple of trump cards up his sleeve....

...............

And somewhere nearby, the much-admired Lenny is sitting on a bench, eating popcorn and watching the whole thing like a favourite comedy show. "Huh, and they said there'd be no fun in old age!".

#sve #stardew valley expanded #rsv #ridgeside village #sve sophia #sve claire #sve victor #sve olivia #rsv zayne #rsv jio #rsv alissa #rsv june #rsv jeric #rsv maddie #rsv shiro #rsv blair #rsv sean #rsv ian #rsv daia #rsv faye #rsv bryle #rsv kenneth #rav flor #rsv irene #rsv paula #rsv corine #rsv anton #rsv lenny #sve magnus #sve lance

[todayispeia]

✩°｡‘ A POE CUP TO REMEMBER

xavier thorpe x fem!reader

words: 3k

genre: smut, slowburn romance (kinda), flirting, teasing, fingering

a/n: im not great at creating a fanfic, so expect grammatical errors and typo’s ahead !! i hope you enjoy this ♡

you were the new student at nevermore. you were assigned to be roommate with the girl named enid. she was practically a werefolf and a all-rounder gossip girl at the school. she tour you to the hallway where all the students gather there, there was a werewolves, sirens, and many more. “oh, and that girl bianca, he dated our tortured artist, xavier thorpe” she said, pointing the guy who was painting at the wall. he looked at you and not a minute he continues to focus at his drawing.

after the tour, you relaxed a while at your dorm. it was raining outside, “enid, i’m just gonna go downstairs, just catching some raindrops” you said. enid just nodded and continue to dance all by herself. while walking outside, you saw the statue falling above you, but someone pushes you away from it. causing yourself to be unconscious.

after the incident where the statue almost hit you on the head, luckily a student saved your life.

you wake up at the room, seeing a guy beside you, he was already standing, perhaps waiting for you to open your eyes. you immediately get up causing him to sit quickly. “nurse said you dont have a concussion, anyway, im glad you’re awake” he muttered. ”its because im not, and will never be. and the last thing i remember is i was walking alone 'til i saw a statue falling to me.” you said while looking at him. “and, how did you even get there that fast? i believe there was no one when i walked there, i was alone” you added, it was a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. he clicks his tongue before replying to your statement, “call it instinct” he said. “instinct, huh? well, dont expect me to gave you a gratitude or something. its quite unreal to myself giving someone like that” you said while fixing your posture to face him. “mm-hmm. you know, most people just say thank you” he said, looking at you. “i didn't even requested to be rescued that time” — “and you thought i should have just let that thing smash you to mush?” he replied. “i mean, i could have just save myself” you said while crossing your arms. “too much independent would cause you trouble” he scoffs, you couldn't help but to laugh at what he just said. “id rather have a lots of independent, if i will be honest.” you said, “i know you aren't asking my name, but, im xavier thorpe. you’re the new student here, right? the last time we met, i was about two feet shorter, and 40 pounds heavier” he said, “ah, yes. i do remember you, the guy who was painting earlier on the walls. im y/n ” you muttered. “y/n, sounds good” he said. “i believe i can go now, yes? well, see you around, xavier.” you said, getting up to exit the room. “yeah, see you too” he said looking at you.

a few werewolves were howling at the night. you and enid went to the window to check out. “if you really are a werewolf, why aren't you howling like them?” you asked, its quite different to encounter a werewolf not howling when its full moon. “i cant. my mom says some wolves are late bloomers, but i have been to the best lycanologist” she muttered, she only had a claw, which is awesome because of how she painted it with vivid colors. “i had to fly to milwaukee, would you believe it?” she said, toning disgusted at herself. “what happened next?” you asked, you were interested at it because of how different she was than other wolves here in nevermore. “i would be a lone wolf” she muttered, looking down. “thats quite sorrowful to know about you, what would happen if ever you didn’t wolf out yet?” you said, while you continue to asked her about her condition. “i uh... i’d be kicked out of my family pack with no prospect of finding a mate” she said, the tone was a bit aching to feel. its like a mixture of disappointed and rage of anger. “you’ll wolf out, someday. i can feel it” you said, cheering her up. “thanks, y/n. i do hope so”

the school announce that nevermore will be attending to a harvest festival this night. “hey, are you excited for this event?” enid asked, smiling at you. “yeah, well i guess. i’ll just play some games there basically” you said, smiling a little. “thats great, well, this event me and ajax will meet there too. im so excited!” she said. after arriving at the event, enid and you decided to split up there since she said she was gonna meet ajax, her crush basically. you walked around and play darts, it was a basic one, obviously. while playing, xavier went to you, “jeez, didnt know you get any better at this, i bet you can catch the big one toy here” he said already looking to you. “im good at any games, i have played this since i was seven” you muttered, the balloons went popping and popping 'til you win. “quite a good shot” he compliment, “why dont you go search for your hobbies rather than talking to me” you muttered, looking at him to see that he was smiling. “all right, well then, i’ll play these darts too” he said while keeping his smile there. he was quite great at shooting the darts in the balloon too, there was an emotion that pops up to you out of nowhere. it was a feeling that you had a long time ago, but you couldn't understand what that is, so you shrugged it away. “hey, is your mind full of thoughts?” xavier said, tapping your shoulders. you look at him with a wide eyes, you were spaced out because of the thoughts. you look at him holding a cute bear beside him, seem’s that he win the game too.

“everyone, the principal said we should go watch the fireworks!” a student shouted at the crowds. “we should get going now, y/n” xavier said, pulling you out of the crowds to watch the fireworks. you didn't respond but just nodded at him. the fireworks were amazing, different colors, both of you were smiling each other. “seems that you had a great smile hiding there” he said, smiling at you. you couldn't help but giggled at what he said. it feel like a spark was creating that day, you thought to yourself. “hey y/n? i have something to ask” he muttered, turning around to face you. “spit it out” you said, looking at him. “are you going to the poe cup competition?” he asked, smiling. it looks like he was expecting you to see there. “oh, well, i think i would join too. and i’ll go at enid’s team, if ever she would join too” you said.

and so, the poe cup competition begins. you saw enid and the other students designing the boat. it was black and the design was like a cat figure. you went to look it more closer, enid notice you and wave. “so, you’re going to the poe cup competition?” she asked, smiling as always. “yeah, and i decided that i wanted to be part of your team, if thats what it calls” you muttered. “great! because our team will be having a cute black cat outfit this upcoming event! im sure you’ll love it” she said. “hm, maybe i will. i would check it out if there’s a costume published now” you replied. while enid was helping the others with the boat, you walked away silently and moved somewhere. while looking at the areas, you saw xavier at the archery. he was quite bad at it. you moved closer to have conversations with him, even in a small amount of time. “bad shot, i think you need a mentor for that” you said, crossing your arms. he looked at you with disbelief, “didnt see you coming, are you interested in archery or you’re here to entertain me instead?” he said, smirking while he tried for the second time. “actually, i was just lurking around here, until i saw you” you replied. you started to pick up the bow and a arrow to tried it out. “have you ever tried to handle a bow and shoot an arrow?” he asked. “we’ll see what i can do” you said, you prepared your bow and arrow to shoot it in the red spot. the luck was on your side, the sharp of the arrow went thru to the red spot. while xavier, he was quite impressed at what you did. “impressive, i already think to your statement earlier that you should be my mentor instead” he said, smirking at you. “dont gave me that look, it’s intriguing” you said. “well, see you in the competition, i bet you’ll look nice” you said and swiftly walked away. “is that a flirt or a compliment?” he shoutedly asked to you.

it is now class time and you walked over to the following schedule. you saw bianca and the other sirens looking at you. “there’s an open spot next to me” xavier spoked, you walked beside him and sit. looks like he was sketching something, more like a spider. he moves his hand only to make the sketch of his to move in reality. you can say that it was quite impressive that a sketchy spider can be alive in just by his hands. “admit it, you’re a little impressed” he muttered, looking at you with a smile. “hate to admit that you’re right, i was impressed in that magical hands of yours” — “wanna know what this magical hands can do?” xavier said, you looked at him with a disgust, but your insides says otherwise.

it is now the competition for the poe cup, enid’s team was labeled as black cats, its quite attractive. “hey, y/n! your costume is at the tent! you can wear it now” she said, smiling at you. “oh, thats great news. i’ll go wear it now.” you muttered, the outfit was fitted, and the ears fitted well to you. “OMG, you look purr-fect!” enid said, she walked back to help the others with the whiskers. while xavier walked towards you, “didnt know you’ll look good in black, y/n” he said, looking up and down at you. “you look like a serial killer clown at that costume of yours, thats more than a word attractive to me” you replied, smirking at him. “i considered that as a flirt, i’ll get back that” he said while smiling, he went on to his team and sat on the boat. it was now all settled, everyone was on the boat now. while you were focusing, you notice xavier was looking at you, you went to look at him but he looked to another direction. “i want to wrlcome you all to the edgar allan poe cup!” — “this is one of nevermore’s proudest annual traditions, dating back 125 years. each team must row across to raven island, pull a flag from crackstone’s crypt, and hustle back without sinking or being sunk. first team to cross the finish line with their flag wins the cup and bragging rights for a year, as well ss some special privileges. ”

“let the poe cup begin!” a sound of shotgun bang to the air and all teams swiftly sweep in the lake. one of the teams were suddenly drag on the side of the lake, causing them to bump into the giant figure and sunk. you immediately figured out that someone was trying to ruin the teams, so you immediately made up a plan. you remembered before the competition that you requested enid to put some traps or any thing that can capture in the lake. and this was the great time, you click the button and immediately figured it out that there was a mermaid nearby your boat that was about to sabotage. luckily it was now wrapped by a fishnet and no longer can bother your team. as your boat hit the next task, “stay here and make sure the other teams can't sabotage our boat. im gonna get the flag and perhaps, distract some jokers” you said to enid, you quickly run to the woods to find the crackstone’s crypt, you saw xavier there so you quickly hide from a tree to sabotage him. when you saw xavier is now nearby to you, you rush to pull him somewhere. “hey! we still have a competition, what were you thinking?” he asked, you quickly covered his mouth as you both made your way to the crackstone’s crypt where your flag was. “shush your mouth or my mouth will do it for you” you said while you picked up your team’s flag. “as if your mouth can make me shut up, prove it then” he said pulling you closer to him, you were furious because of what he said, the tone was underestimating you. you pull him closer to gave him a peck of kiss, and run away from him. he was about to gave it all but all he gotten was frustration from you for teasing, as you now go back to your teams, xavier also came back as well. while your team is at the lake coming back for the finish line, the mermaid was back again at the lake, trying to destroy your team’s boat, but you didn’t want to disappoint your friend neither anyone. so, you decide to swim over down to pull the mermaid back on what he needs to be. you pull his tail down to the lake and luckily, he swim away. you went back to the boat because of the water suffocating your lungs. your team fastly sweep the lake back to the nevermore, you and the team also sabotage the bees boat to slow them down. luckily, your team won after the competition. a lots of students was shocked after the competition, because all they knew is that bianca, herself, will always win. not until you were now part of the nevermore.

not until xavier pulled you to his dorm. you knew you’re fucked up.

“oh, so you’re into teasing, isn’t? teasing me in the middle of competition, you planned this, didn’t you y/n?” he asked, he was now pinning you against the wall, letting out his anger and frustrations at you. “would you be done if i said yes? or what? you’re gonna do something to me, you little fratboy” you muttered, you moved away yet his hands grab you and push you to bed. “oh yeah? actually, i have something to confess before i start something fun” he said while looking up and down to you with a smirk. “spit it out xavier, i dont wanna wait” you stated, “you know, ever since the harvest festival, i already have feelings for you. and i cant get you off my mind, and in the meantime, i’ve always wanted to have intimate with you, hopelessly devoted to get you” he said, you were shocked after what he just said. you didn’t know what to feel, the heat was getting higher and higher, it was so intense. all this time trying to shrug your feelings towards him, he finally cleared it out. you couldn’t express it properly so you pulled him to a kiss, he kissed back to you that is no eager, so needy. it looks like he have been waiting patiently for this to happened. his tongue swiftly made his way to your mouth, causing you to moan in the kiss, his hands went thru your boobs to massage it softly, your back arch because of it. both of you cut the kiss to breath first. “your outfit looks good, but you’ll look good without them, love” he said, pulling off your costume. “i didnt know jokers were into rough sex, quite fascinating to discover” you muttered, taking off his hat and running your fingers to her hair. “oh dont worry, my magical hands can do so much in you, also my mouth. just watch” he muttered, after he successfully took off your costume, you also pulled his clothes off and throw it somewhere in the room.

“lay down” he demanded, you did what he told to avoid more argues. “well look at that, such a beautiful sight for my eyes. its more than what i sketch about this” he muttered, he leans closer to your core and gives it a lick. you muffled at his action, “dont f-fucking tease xavier, please” you begged, he looked at you with a smirk in his face. “that’s a revenge for making me hard on the competition, beg more, love, maybe i can give what we both needed” he suggested, rubbing circles in your pussy. “p-please, xavier... i-i didn’t really meant to tease you that time, i j-just really want to feel your lips. please, xavier” you explained, arching your back to give signals to him to continue. “i’ll believe for now” he said, as he positioned himself at your core to have a taste. he leans closer and licks it. you moaned his name causing him to continue to eat you out. he puts kisses and licks at your pussy, even biting it, causing you to moaned loudly and continuously arch your back several times. but xavier wasn’t satisfied with, he push a finger inside of you while he continues to eat you out. you pulled his hair while continuously moaning his name. “fuck, your mouth is really good, p-please continue, im close” you said while rolling your eyes because of the pleasure. xavier nodded and pushes one more finger inside you and started to push in and out with a more pace of speed. while his mouth is busy tasting you more and more. “a-ah! im coming!” you shouted, “come on me love” in the exact time he said that, you come in his mouth. he took off his fingers and licks it, tasting you. “you taste delicious than my daily meal” he muttered, leaning you for a kiss, the kiss was passionate. you kissed back and wrapped your arms around his neck. “i’ll help you clean up, and overall, what happened between us is amazing. and i want to ask you out for a date after?” he said, “of course, and, we’re gonna be lovers after all” you replied.

#wednesday #wednesday netflix #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe smut #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x reader smut #slow burn #xavier thorpe is hot #netflix

[greeneywa]

Ao'nung dating deaf and mute reader part 2

In private...

He is not that touch-starved but yk he still clingy asf you are just not allowed to not be in his arms also HE IS INTO NECK KISSES LIKE FR MA BOI IS A SUCKER FOR YOU TRHOAT AND NECK!!! Also he is not shy around his parent he can and he will kiss you infront of them he won't go extra yk but still he is not afraid to lovingly kiss you while you visit him at his parents marui and to be honest his parent dont care as long as yk y'all are not doing the "extra" y'all even got your own kiss language yes kiss language for when y'all are being intimate (if y'all want I'll explain this later in a nsfw part 3)

Only 6 person I've seen him being touchy and affectionate toward you and they are his parents,your parents, tsireya and rotxo

Jealousy

He is def not jealous like come on he is the chief's son the most handsome and skilled metkayina boy on his island and lets be honest he had his fair share of girls before you so he is not jealous or insecure quite the opposite if you cheat on him you are the one who is loosing...to be honest you are the one who get jealous because he is not cold toward other girls like he don't flirt with them, but he talk nicely , he smile,he even compliment since you can't ear you don't know what is he saying but sometimes you do sign to him

"What do she want ?" And he'll be like "just to know if I can give some hunting lessons to her younger brothers" he sign back and it was true," why did you speak so nicely to her?" You sign "im just polite" he sign..

You were pissed and he knew it so he did what work best to get you back in the mood ......

SEA SHELL PICKING DATE!!!!

(Traduction: you running around the beach looking for pretty Sea shell while dragging him he love seeing you happy and being bubbly sometimes you'll catch him stare at you in awe and when you sign to him "What wrong ?" He sign back "nothing to worry about princess " then you smiled at him and he kissed your forehead before tangling your hands together and keep on walking around the beach)

His family

Tsireya is your number one shipper and fan she always knew her bug bro have a sweet spot for you

Tonowari is supportive after all you Are the daughter of Toruk Makto and a good influence for him

Ronal was not having it and she still struggle a bit but since she is the only with Neytiri that is against it she shut her mouth and just sulk in a corner

Your family

Jake was just like tonowari (also it's a good opportunity yk)

Neytiri couldn't believe her ears...her precious little baby with this ugly,stkinky,humpy dumpy looking fish!!!

But since you are happy..she stay silent

Neteyam Accept it but he keep an eye on Ao'nung He still don't fully trust him

Lo'ak was about to complain then he remember that he have tsireya so yeah he keep quiet.Kiri was disappointed...just that....disappointed in you lack of taste (also because she hate him)

Tuk was shocked but she quickly shrugged it off

Argument

Y'all never argue,cause Ao'nung is in fact very mature he knows when he fucked up something so when there is some kind of disagreement y'all always "talk" it out and it works y'all have hardly ever argue..and when it happens Ao'nung know that he can be pretty mean and say pretty hurtful things so when he is mad at you he walk away it's actually very easy to get on his nerves he get mad very quickly so if one day you see him walking away alone one the beach dont follow him dont play the " I'm the only one who can calm him" cause he will shamelessly snap at you or anyone

Tag list : @inutheangel @o0z3jk @anoungstsahik @tinkerbelle05 @elegantkidfansoul

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[genocidass]

believe — joão félix

joao félix x fem!reader

wordcount: 1.6k

a/n: this is my first fxm and xreader fic i've ever wrote. also, english is not my native language.

watch it: angst, smut, cheating, unprotected sex, creampie, doggy style, (and he basically likes if you cry).

summary: you saw Joao probably flirting with another girl.

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It was supposed to be a surprise that you came all the way to England just to see him, that you'd find him that night without his knowledge and surprise him. That you two would spend a nice night together after a couple of weeks without seeing each other. 

However, you saw him whisper something to a girl at that party. She laughed at his joke, you felt the anger and disappointment build in your eyes when you saw him smile the way he smiles at you: charming and suggestive. You couldn't stay there any longer, you didn't even want to get close to complain or yell at him, you didn't want to make a scandal, you didn't want to be the center of attention for something as sad as that. 

You went home, he came back not long after you arrived. 

"Sorry baby, it's not what you think, it wasn't at all what it seemed." 

You don't say anything, you're about to shed tears in front of him again. 

"I swear that it's not like that, I came running as soon as the boys told me they saw you." 

You know, you also saw them when you were leaving the club. Your chest hurts, in your throat there is a knot. 

"I know what I saw, Joao" you say as a whisper, he still listens to you and denies. 

"It's not like that, she's nobody, just a friend of Alex's." 

"I saw how you looked at her." 

"Meu amor, believe me, I would never do something like that to you, please, believe me." 

He takes your face in his hands, they feel warm against your skin. His thumbs trace a path under your eyelids, and it's then that you realize you've finally collapsed in front of him without being too conscious. That your tears came out without being able to avoid it anymore, and he wipes them with his fingers. 

"You know you're the one and only for me." 

And you decide to believe him when he kisses your lips softly. You decide to believe him even though you know it's not the first time you've seen him in something like this. That public rumors run, that there are photos and evidence that he is cheating on you. You believe him because the way he holds you makes you do it. Because there is no way that someone who treats you with such passion and love, who says such sweet and beautiful words to you, could be lying to you. 

"I'll make it up to you" he says against your lips. "Please?" 

You nod. You stop crying when the kiss becomes more intense. The hand that supports your face goes down to grab your neck with a slight pressure. His lips slide until they are no longer on yours and now he gently bites your neck, leaving slight hickeys on the sensitive area. 

"You are so beautiful, babe, I have missed you so much" 

You let yourself be carried away by the sensations. You end up in bed, as you almost always do. He kisses every inch of your skin once you're almost naked. Teeth that bite superficially into the inside of your thighs causing you to start to get wet. Tongue that flutters over your nipples, leaving them hard and sensitive. Joao keeps saying things that sound like 'my love' and 'forgive me'. You still feel your chest hurt, but you try to ignore it and avoid thinking about it anymore. 

"I love how wet you always get for me," he says against your ear as he comes back up to kiss you.

His fingers slipped under your underwear. You shudder when you feel how they sink into the small separation, feeling your fluids. Your legs wide open, because you can never deny to him. His fingers end up entering you, slowly stretching as he bites your lip. 

"Joao" you moan against his mouth, your eyes pleading. 

"Tell me, baby." 

"Please" you don't know why you beg, it takes you a few seconds to collect your ideas. The fingers are starting to go in and out of your pussy, the feeling is good but you want more. Just like you want him to keep saying how much he loves you "Please don't ever leave me". 

"I won't, amor" he says with a smile so warm that you give up immediately at that moment. 

He takes off your underwear. He caresses your legs for a few seconds. His eyes drift to your pussy, which must be drenched from so much preparation. You don't want to wait any longer, you lift your hips a bit, Joao laughs softly. 

"Do you want my cock so bad, baby?" he ask, you nod.

"Yes, please, please." 

He enters you. He seems compassionate and tender at first, caressing your body with his big hands. Going in and out of you slowly. You can feel it fill you up, you've missed this. 

"You feel so good." 

You then forget whatever you saw, that doesn't matter anymore. Not when his hips start to move in a more synchronized rhythm and he hits the right spots inside of you. You can't stop moaning because of how good he feels, because of how good Joao always fucks you. Your eyes water and you tell yourself that it is not from sadness but from pleasure. He likes to see you cry while he fucks you, he always has. He doesn't stop with his thrusts, he just approaches to wipe your tears with his hand and he says things again that make you feel better. Things like 'everything will be fine, love', 'I like you so much' and 'it won't happen again'.

He starts fucking you harder. The room filled with the dirty, wet sounds of splashing and skins colliding. Joao runs a finger to your mouth without stopping to move. You suck it while looking into his eyes, because you know he loves it. You wrap your tongue around the finger, unable to stop gasping for breath. 

"My good girl." 

When he pulls out his finger, he also pulls out his cock of you. He asks you to turn around and get on your knees, you do so. He reintroduces himself into you, in this position you feel different, but just as good. Your face is pressed against the soft blankets of the bed, while Joao kneads your ass in his hands, sinking his fingers into the skin, while he moves you so that you are the one penetrating yourself with his penis. 

You start a rhythm, going in and out, however, it's not enough for him when he starts moving his hips too. You feel him so deep inside you, so good and hard. With not too strong spankings that he gives you, with his fingers bruising your skin, making you moan and make obscene sounds. 

Thrust after thrust he melts into you. You two are one in this way. No matter how many times it happens, no matter how many times he makes you feel insecure, you always come back to him, and he to you. As if neither could leave the other, as if what he says about nothing having happened was true. You don't want to care if it happened or not, you want to stop thinking about it but you can't. You feel just as good as bad. You feel how the pleasure implodes inside you next to your pain. And somehow you also enjoy that feeling. 

"I love you so much" he says, his voice cracking from so much action. 

"I love you too." 

He feels so good how he does it to you, you know you're about to orgasm by the way your legs don't want to hold steady in that position anymore. Because you feel how you start to shudder more and more. Joao realizes this and doesn't stop. Faster and more erratic thrusts. He keeps saying how beautiful you look like this, and that you can come for him. 

You touch the climax then, you moan when you feel the orgasm embrace you. Joao keeps moving inside you causing overstimulation, seeking his own pleasure. You let him use you, like you always do. You like this, you like having him inside you, the kisses from him that he is now spreading over your back and shoulders. You don't know when you dropped and your knees gave up, but he's still inside you. 

"Fuck-babe, do you want me to fill you, hm?" he murmurs pasty against your skin, you emit an affirmative sound. 

He asks you to get your ass back up and you do, he has better access now. You can feel him fucking you harder and faster, his balls crashing against your sensitive and overstimulated clit. You close your eyes with pleasure even if you've already come. Joao lets his cum spilled inside you, you feel when he finally orgasms. You listen to his agitated breathing and murmurs that come out of his mouth once you pull out his penis and see how the hot cream comes out of your hole. He says things that you can't fully understand, because his voice is low, but you know it's things admiring how good you look like that. He loves seeing you dripping from his cum, and you love the feeling of him leaving something from him inside you; the thick, warm liquid running down your thigh... 

He cleans you with some handkerchiefs from the nightstand. Then you both hug each other lying on the bed. His body sweaty against yours, his breath still ragged. He sighs after placing a kiss on your forehead. 

"There is no one like you." 

And you believe him.

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[spaceyaceface]

Helloooooo!

I'm absolutely swooning over those confession prompts.

If you're accepting requests and you feel so inclined to write this one, may I please request number 6 for Sebastian?

I would love to see your take on it.

Thanks so so much applins!!! I hope you enjoy it, lovely <3 I had too much fun writing this one haha

6 - "are you really so oblivious?"

Warnings: None!

Link to prompt list

She was driving him mad.

Everything about her perfect. Well, except maybe how bloody thick her skull was.

Sebastian was a natural flirt. He had girls fawning for him left and right, and was used to the whispers and giggles hidden behind hands as he walked by. He had thought for a long while that charm had ensnared the one girl he was actually interested in. However, it was becoming more and more unclear with each passing day.

He'd stopped flirting with other girls. She didn't seem to notice that he only had eyes for her, no matter how he complimented her hair or her eyes or even her lovely lips, she didn't take a hint. (He had to stop himself from thinking that maybe she just didn't want to take a hint.)

With the Yule Ball coming up, he decided to give one last try before just spitting it out bluntly.

He plopped down in his seat beside her in the library---the one he always sat in, the one that was just a bit closer than where a mere friend would sit. "You excited for the ball?" he asked, drawing her attention away from the textbook in front of her.

"Oh, right. The ball." She frowned a bit. "I am looking forward to it, but I haven't been asked yet."

Sebastian gave a small smile. "Really? A girl pretty as you can't go without a date."

She blushed a bit, looking back down at her textbook.

Sebastian sighed. He was already losing her. "I haven't asked anyone yet."

"Yet? Is there someone you're planning to ask?"

"That's actually what I came here to do."

She looked around the library, and Sebastian realized she was trying to scout out who he had come to ask. "Do you like her? Is she nearby?"

Oh my god he had fallen in love with an idiot.

"Are you really..." He trailed off, letting out a sigh and rubbing his hands over his face. "Yes, I like her. A lot. Though she can't seem to get that into her head. Are you really so oblivious?"

She shifted in her seat. What was that look on her face? Disappointment? Because she still thought he was going on about someone else. "I mean, you've never mentioned liking some girl before, so--"

Sebastian couldn't help himself. It was all so ridiculous. He burst out in a loud laugh, making Scribner glare at the pair of them. He quieted down to a chuckle. "Would you please just say yes to going to the ball with me?"

Her jaw dropped. All of the flirting, the back and forth, was so worth it to see the stunned expression on her face. "Me?" she said softly, recovering from her shock.

"Of course you. It never was anyone else."

Her expression morphed into a grin. "I'd love to go, Sebastian."

Finally.

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