#shhh i do bite 🤭

[sinsirellaxx]

Toxic Slytherin boyfriends reaction to you getting jealous. Would they do it again? Would they make you more jealous? Would they tease you? 🤭

Slytherin Boys – How would they react to you getting jealous?

A/N: Thank you for the request!

Warning: Veeeeeery slight smut? And our toxic (but not really) boys

Mattheo …

… would be aroused. He had noticed the way you were glaring at him from across the room as the talked to the small blonde girl, who was standing uncomfortably close to him. He was torn between pushing you against the wall you were leaning on, kissing you roughly with his hands in your hair or provoking you further to see if you would make a move. Before Mattheo could settle on one option, the blonde was already pressing herself against his chest with both hands on his shoulders. Mattheo stared at the girl in well-hidden disgust, pushing her back slightly before she could crash her overlined lips on his – but not removing her completely. His eyes wandered back to you only to find the spot empty. Frantically he pushed the blonde away, turning to look left and right only stopping when he caught sight of your retreating back. He followed you into the bathroom, the smirk long gone as he watched you stare at your reflection with watery eyes. Walking up from behind you he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest. You immediately tried freeing yourself, cursing at him for not pushing her off right away.

“Shhh…” He shushed you as he tightened his grip around you, “I’m sorry, baby. You know I only have eyes for you.” He spoke softly, followed by a chaste kiss pressed onto your temple. When he felt you relax, he turned you around in his arms, gripping your chin to lift your head up with his right hand, his other hand possessively placed onto the small of your back. “But I have to admit … seeing you this worked up has me feeling all kinds of things, doll.” Mattheo smirked as the hand on your lower back moved down to squeeze your ass.

Theodore …

… would definitely enjoy the reversed roles – it was refreshing to him. He leaned over the girl in front of him, his lighter in hand as he slowly lit the cigarette dangling from between her lips. The girl thanked him while biting her lips as Theodore pocketed his lighter before sending her a playful wink. You were left speechless as you glared at Theodore, mouth agape. When your boyfriend saw your face, he just shrugged his shoulders, not giving the impression of wanting to move away from the bold girl who was blatantly flirting with him in front of his girlfriend. He watched the way your hands balled up into fists, biting your lip as you obviously contemplated what to do. The tall male expected you to turn your back and run off but instead you ripped the cigarette from between his lips and threw it at her feet before grabbing his arm and pulling him away from the astronomy tower.

Theodore chuckled as he let himself be led away – already preparing himself for all the scolding he would have to listen to.

Lorenzo …

… stares at you in amusement as you squished his face between your hands before pulling him down for a kiss. The girl who had just offered him a drink turned around with a huff before scurrying off. His hands found their place on your hips as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, capturing your lower lip between his teeth before diving back in for more. He grinded his hips against yours, groaning into your mouth as his pants got uncomfortably tight.

“Let’s take this somewhere else, baby.” Enzo panted against your lips; eyes narrow, his eyes fixed on your swollen lips as he slowly pulled you towards his dorm. To him, you were irresistible – but jealous you? He’d be keeping you busy the whole night.  

Draco …

… smirks smugly as you remove his hand from your thigh again. You’d been sulking for the past twenty minutes because Astoria had been all over him during dinner because she had accidentally spilled her drink on his lap. To everyone’s complete horror she had grabbed napkins and frantically started wiping at his lap and Draco let her, silently enjoying the attention – not Astoria’s but the attention he finally got from you. You had been busy with your assignments the past few days and Astoria dabbing away at his crotch ought to have caught your attention.  Not only that – but you were seething. “No, it’s fine, doll.” Draco smiled reassuringly at the embarrassed girl, finally removing her hands from him. He specifically chose the nickname he always used for you, a grin already on his face as he turned to face you again. He was met with a splash of water, his hair completely ruined, as you placed your now empty cup back on the table before standing up to leave.

Well shit.

Blaise …

… is the epitome of grabbing popcorn to watch the scene unfold. He leaned back in his seat, his legs spread open as he listened to you telling the girl to keep her dirty hands to herself. Before the girl could reply you sat down on Blaise’s left thigh, his left arm immediately pulling you closer to his chest as you continued glaring at the girl. You only relaxed when the girl had disappeared, turning to look at your boyfriend with a raised brow.

“What? I was just enjoying the show, babe. You were kinda hot …” He mumbled, pushing his face into your neck, peppering your soft skin with open-mouthed kisses as his free hand moved to caress your bare legs.

#slytherin boys #draco imagine #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #draco x reader #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott fanfiction #theodore nott imagine #mattheo riddle imagine #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x reader #enzo berkshire x reader #enzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x reader #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire imagine #blaise zabini #blaise zabini x reader

[digitaldolll]

FREEK N’ YOU + YOUR FAVORITE

SYNOPSIS// hot business man x needy housewife!

CW// nothing really.

a/n: my old work being revamped 🤭

He was a man of strictly business, nothing more and nothing less but to you… he was your husband, and you were willing to do anything to please him even if that meant going the extra mile.

“Baby, are you listening?” The man stood over you as your eyes stared at the new suit that you bought him for his birthday. His hand caressed your cheek. The smell of your favorite cologne that he had on snapped you out of your daydream.

Looking up, you see him loosening his tie “Sorry love— I was lost in my thoughts”. Those thoughts were rushing through your mind. Letting that man ruin you in that suit, the thought of him choking you with the tie, and his voice! All that made your body feel hot. “What was it about?” his confused look made you a bit frustrated “Well you know”, “I don’t though, so why don’t you tell me?”

He leaned down closer as his hands touched your body “Don’t be shy I won’t bite… not yet” he was doing things to you, things that no other man could do.. “well- I want you to ruin me… please” your tone was low while your eyes looked away from his face, “ah, no look at me and say it louder.”

So demanding… so demanding your fingers wrapped around his belt “I said I want you to ruin me.” “Ruin you?, so it’s okay if I do this?” he slid his right hand down your body while his fingers toyed with your clit, “or maybe here?” and his other hand was now lightly fondling your breast. When you opened your mouth to say “yes” nothing came out except for small little whimpers, “Shhh just lay down and let me take care of you”.

#౨ৎ༉‧₊˚✧ . writing #gojo smut #namami smut #jjk smut #op smut #tr smut #csm smut #bleach smut #geto smut #aot smut #csm kishibe #draken smut #aki smut #ror smut #x reader #x blacke reader #eren smut #mikey smut #nanami smut #baji smut

[inez-winchester-cameron]

Rafe x reader Onlyfans couple with lots of dirty talk 🤭

cw: rafe x fem!reader, smut obviously, onlyfans, daddy kink, meanish!rafe (hes being sweet at first then he switches fast), praise, degradation, face/pussy slapping,

to be honest rafe had hated the idea when you had first pitched it to him. you two had just had sex and were snuggling in his bed when you quietly asked if he would be willing to listen to an idea without getting pissed off and at first the idea did piss him off. why should other people get to see your gorgeous body? you're his. but after some talking and reassurance, he agreed and you two started making videos.

your back is to rafe's chest as you warm his cock with your tight pussy. emerald green lace adorns your body and brings out your skin tone as the light shines on you two. in addition, a pretty emerald necklace hangs down your neck, the gem landing right between your breasts. rafe's cock is eight inches deep in your pussy, with the thong of the lace set pulled to the side.

"rafeee," you quietly whine when you hear the ripping noise as rafe pulls the cups of the bra down to under your tits.

"shhh," he coos, "y'know daddy will buy you more." rafe was never very careful with any of your sets, insisting that he can just buy you more, "now be a good girl nd let's give them something to watch, hm?"

rafe's fingers start squeezing and tugging at your tits, eliciting whines and moans from you. the camera rolls, capturing every expression that comes to your gorgeous face.

"rafe can i-"

a swift smack lands on your clit at this and you whimper loudly.

"is that my fucking name?"

"n-no daddy, m sorry daddy, m so sorry i-"

"no you're not, you're such a damn brat. on your knees."

"but daddy your cock is in me and i don't-"

another slap is left on your clit as you plead and beg, rafe's voice taking on a venomous tone, "get on your fucking knees before i grab you by the hair and make you."

you quickly lift yourself off of his cock, biting your lip to stop a whine from leaving your lips at the sudden emptiness. in less than ten seconds you're on your knees, looking up at rafe, face to face with his gorgeous cock.

after readjusting the camera to get everything in frame, rafe's hand finds its way to your hair and he's guiding you to his cock. you immediately take his heavy cock into your mouth, doing your best to lick every inch of him. you love the low groans that leave his lips when you suck his cock and this time is no exception.

with a tug to your hair, rafe groans out, "fuck, that's it, baby. knew you could be a good girl." rafe lets you take your time, too tired to fuck into your mouth after a long day, "that's it, slut, suck your daddy's cock. take good fuckin' care of me."

absent-mindedly, you move a hand down to your pussy, pawing at your cunt, turned on from the combination of rafe's dangerous eyes watching you, his hair falling into his face, the hands tugging at your hair, and the cock in your mouth.

"aww...daddy left you gaping, huh? you poor fucking thing." you whimper as rafe smacks your cheek, making you immediately pull your hand back. but it's too late, rafe is pissed again. he tugs you off his cock by your hair, pulling you up and throwing you onto the bed, "can't handle not having my cock in your cunt? oh i'll give it to you, whore, and you're gonna let all of the island know what a slut you are for me. and maybe if i'm feeling like it i'll send Topper the link to our only fans, think he'd enjoy seeing your slutty little cunt get stretched and destroyed."

#obx #outerbanks #rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron thirst #rafe cameron x reader

[braxlrose]

Ok i love thought of bill being so sweet to reader and just calling them cute little names while he fucks the shit outta them. That contrast is so hot seriously

Bill x reader with a praise kink?

IM A SUCKER FOR A PRAISE KINK OMMMGGGGGG 🤭 I also added in a bit of a breeding kink I hope that's okay

cw: praise kink (idfk if that needs a warning but wtv), breeding kink, swearing, etc.

"Oh fuck baby..you feel so good.." Bill moaned, thrusting his dick in and out of you're soaked hole. Your breathing had become uneven and your body was practically limp. He felt so good inside of you, his dick slipping and sliding down there, his slender fingers abusing your swollen clit.

"s'good bill...it's s'good.." you mumbled out, trying to keep eye contact with him. a small smirk came upon his face from hearing your little mumbles. he could feel your hips pushing back against him as best as you could. it was so fucking cute.

"Shhh...baby..lemme do all the work. you just gotta lay here. Let's get this pretty this pussy filled, huh? Wouldn't that look cute? You waddling around with your round lil belly, filled with my kid? You want that?" You looked up at him, biting your lip and laying down against the bed. You couldn't even think straight, he felt so good. His dick slipping in and out of you, the way he looked at you when you were all fucked out for him, not even able to mutter coherent sentences. He loved you like this. You were so, so sexy.

"Aww, look at you..pretty girl, my pretty girl." A smile crept onto your face as he fucked you into the mattress, the clapping sounds getting louder and louder. "Who are you, huh? Can you tell me, pretty?" He asked you, pinching at your nipples.

"Mmm..im...im..uhmm." he had a big grin on his face as you mumbled words around, staring up into his eyes. There wasn't a thought in that head.

"I know you can do it for me, you're always so good. Can't you be a good girl for me, or do you need a punishment?" You shook your head back and forth as he talked..nein..nein.

"pretty girl...I'm your...pre...pretty girl, billy. al'yours billy.." You said to him, stuttering and licking at your lips. He played a soft kiss on your forehead and caressed your cheek. His pace slowed down. That's right, you're my pretty girl.

taglist: @hearts4kaulitz @burntb4bydoll @spelaelamela @violentnewmarley @theyluvke @bored0writer

A/N: this would've been longer but I was frustrated before because this other thing I was working on got deleted 😭

#tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel smut #smut #bill kaulitz x reader #fluff #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz being sexy as hell #bill being the little flirty cutie pie he is #tokio hotel edits #tokio hotel fanfics #bill smut #bill kaulitz smut 2000s #x reader

[dreamauri]

Whens the next part of My love all mine coming out?🤭

┇𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗘 - part six ┇ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ┇arranged marriage does not always hold ┇the outcome you expect !! ┇︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦˚₊   ┇ . 🌿 :: pairing — ( max vertsappen  x  wife! reader ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠genre — ( angst / fluff )  ┇ . 🌿 :: ⁠song — ( link ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠word count — ( - ) ╰  🌿 :: ⁠ content warning — ( X )

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“It’s so fluffy.” Max whispers, nuzzling his nose in your hair. You chuckle slightly, shuffling further back into his lap to get comfortable. The dutch, wrapped his arms around your waist to remove the space between your back in his chest. Max leaned his chin on your shoulder watching with you the tiktoks you scroll through.

You find yourself holding in a laugh when the video of drunk Max and Daniel on a plane. Max finds himself gasping, taking your phone and looking at it in disbelief. “How long–” “That's been there forever.” you tease taking your phone from him.

You press on the search bar, type drunk max verstappen to show him all the clips people have seen, including that one time he and Charles were calling each other from on a cruise ship.

“Ah, young love.” You tease him. Max gives you a deep frown and a confused face. “Me and Charles?” “There’s a whole hashtag dedicated to you guys.” You tease, scrolling through a bit more, you come across a video of you and max drunk sway dancing from the after parties from the monaco gp. You knew some girls were doing something. “I liked that dress.” Max nuzzles in your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to your neck. 

“You got me that dress, remember?” “Yeah, that’s why I like it.” He smiled widely and you felt yourself laugh, melting in his hold. You liked loved moments like these. Just you and your husband, sitting on a balcony under the moonlight.

You wish everyday could be like this, peaceful and calm, just comfortable nights for you and your husband. But you always have to remember that Max Verstappen was a world renowned sportsman. He spends his weekends driving and weekdays training.

And even when nothing was going on, there were still people in the media who wanted to bite you. Looking through the comments was a mistake. You sighed reading how people said they could treat Max so much better or just picked on your mistakes.

“What’s this shit?” Max grumbles, scrolling through the comments. There was a pattern. People were nice to him, praising him, complimenting him. Telling him how he was such a good husband. On the other hand, others were commenting on how you weren't enough for him. How he could do and how much he deserves so much better.

“I don’t think these people understand I’ve been . . . what’s the world? Simping? Crushing on you since high school.” You held a giggle at the statement. He took your phone from you, starting to report every hateful comment. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his determination. “You don't have to do that.” “Shhh, wifey. It’s fun.” “Sorry, hubby.” You gave him a soft kiss before he was standing up.

You went to get a glass of the lemonade you and Max had made earlier when you heard your phone ring. “It’s your mom.” He shouted through the hotel room before answering. “Hallo, mum. Het Max.” [hi, mom. it’s max.] He greeted her over the phone. You couldn’t hear what your mom said in return but Max laid back in his arms with a big pout. “Het is voor jou, liefje.” [is your mom, love] Max held the phone out for you. You chuckled, taking a sip from the lemonade and going to sit back outside with him.

“Hi mum.” You greeted her by putting the call on speaker. “Y/N, ik wil dat je met mij mee luistert. Ik kan zo ver niet met je leven en ik ga het niet langer volhouden dan dit.” [Y/N, i want you hear with me. I can't live with you this far and I'm not going to last longer than this] You found yourself freezing in your place. Tilting your head confused. “vergeet de verstappen. scheid dat kind en kom naar huis. Ik wil niet dat k wil je niet zo ver weg.“ [forget the verstappens. divorce that kid and come home. i dont want you so far from me]

Max snapped his head up, and you choked on your drink. Divorce? Your mom’s tone was harsh and mad. “Eh? scheiding? Dat wil ik niet. Ik boek wel een vlucht erheen, maar alles komt goed. je overdrijft.” [Eh? Divorce? I don't want that. I'll book a flight there, but everything will be fine. you are exaggerating] You ended the call before she could protest. 

A moment of silence evaded the space, a once warm space was now cold. You didn’t dare speak, you knew Max was looking at you to see what you’d do next. You shook your head, holding your legs and looking down at your phone. “I-i don't want to divorce.” You told him finally looking up to meet his eyes. Max relaxed at your reassurance, nodding quickly as he sat up properly facing. “I don't either.” He held your hand kissing your knuckles. “I’ll book you a flight right away.” He said standing up.

“Wait, Max.” You stood after him, stopping. “I don’t wanna go.” You found yourself admitting, a deep sigh leaving your throat. Max was the door of escape from your family. They’d always put pressure on you to be some perfect academic person. Graduating high school with honours and valedictory. You gave up on being normal when university came around. 

It was only when you married Max were you able to pick up a paint brush again. When Jos had approached you and your family about his son wanting your hand in marriage you took it right away. An escape. You didn’t know him, so marrying him was a risk. But if you never took that risk, you would’ve never found yourself living your life like you are now.

“It’s your mom and family.” He told you, turning to you confused, looking down at his phone for flights. “You’re my family.” You replied without even thinking.

The blond snapped his head up, taken aback by your words. “I don’t want to go back there. I don’t want to leave you— Correction, I don't want to be without you.” 

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"There you are." Your mother hummed happily once you pushed the door open. She opened her arms and you immediately went for her embrace, wrapping your arms around her back with your head on her chest. "Awh, look at you." The woman cooed, stroking your hair and kissing your head.

Max always had an odd feeling about the woman, From the moment she first saw him, till now she always give him this disgusted glare. "And I see you've brought your husband too." The words were bitter in her mouth. "I thought it was clear I wanted just you."

"Well," You looked back at the blond. "I don't know how to drive, and Me and Max we're together. So, yeah." There was a long pause, long eye contact between you and Max. "He doesn't love you." Your mother whispered in your ear, cupping her hand over her lips so max wouldn't hear or see.

"Don't be naïve, sunflower. He's after your looks." She stroked your hair. Max could see your eyebrows furrow weather in disbelief or in betrayal. "Your a trophy. If he really loved you, he'd come a whisk you off your feet. Make you fall in love with him and ask for your hand in marriage himself."

Your heart panged against your chest. She had a good point. If Max really loved you, why did he do the things the way he did. Why did you have to pick yourself up at the airport and let yourself into the apartment, and clean it up yourself? Why did you not have a choice to see if you loved him before marrying him? Why did he pluck you out of the life you already had?

"He's not good for you." Your mom whispered, her manipulative words getting through to you. "He's using you. He likes your body, your face, your image. Come to mummy, i wont hurt you, yeah? I'll keep you safe."

You jumped up on your feet clearing your throat. Max immediately noticed the shaky and hesitant body language you displayed. Fidgeting with your fingers and tapping the top of your toes on the floor.

"We should probably go, visiting hours are going to end soon." He stood up tall, gently wrapping his arm around your shoulder to comfort you. Max was surly surprised to see you flinch, and even more angry to see the deceiving gentle smile your mother gave hi. "Hours start at 12:30 tomorrow. Don't be late." She said.

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Max found himself tracing the lines to the glass painting on your window. The hospital wasn't far from your mom's house which had your old tween room before your parents divorced. The faded purple walls with scenery painting on them with stickers and posters.

"They're pretty," He hummed. "We should try these out on our windows back home." He turned to you, pointing at the window. His body felt still once he caught your fear filled eyes. He gulped, moving over to you, sitting on his knees beside you.

"I don't know what your mother is telling you. But I love you. No matter what." Max held your hands in his, pressing a soft kiss to your fingers. "You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me and I'd never change anything about you or us."

You looked in his ocean eyes, too big for his head yet so beautiful for his own good. The second you looked away Max knew your mother was in favour at the moment. He knew that old narcissistic woman had won the moment you had slept with your back facing him. You never looked away from him.

And the sight or your sleeping figure facing away from him made him feel as if his heart was being ripped apart slowly and painfully. He was scared to even touch you. Max would never ever risk making you feel uncomfortable.

This would be your last night under the moon light together.

#‧˚⊹🪴 ଓ :: 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀 ‧₊˚⤾ #max verstappen #max #mv1 #mv33 #max x reader #max x you #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x you #max verstappen f1 #max verstappen imagine #formula racing #formula 1 #f1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 #mv1 x reader #mv33 x reader #f1 fic #formula one x reader

[lipglossanon]

If You Could Only See

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(Alcoholic) Stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

For the anon who requested alcoholic stepdad Leon with cute smut; I hope you enjoy! I kept it pretty sweet in this one 🥰 got super lucky and struck with inspo for this 🤭

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, drunk Leon, kissing, sweet Leon, unprotected sex, creampie

Not proofread ✌️

Title from If You Could Only See by Tonic

part ii

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You hear the keys jingle in the lock a few times and cursing before the front door finally opens and Leon comes stumbling inside. 

You watch him from the couch as he comes into the apartment, struggling but still able to close and lock the door.  He kicks off his shoes and drops his keys on the little table near the entrance. 

“Oh hey sweetheart,” his voice is whiskey rough as he walks further into the living room. 

“Hey,” you smile at him, “late night?”

“Yeah,” he smiles, shoulders relaxed and easy as he sways a little on his feet, “a couple of guys from the office wanted to celebrate a promotion. Sorry to keep you waiting.”

You glance at your watch then back up, “Eh it’s not too late, plus it’s the weekend so I can sleep in tomorrow.”

“Amen to that,” he chuckles, soft eyes taking in your bare legs before dragging up the rest of your body to look you in the face, “I need t’go to bed, sweetheart.”

“Wait,” you stand up quickly, tossing your phone down on the couch. 

You pad over to him, and tug his arm until he leans down into your space. 

You press a sweet kiss to his stubbled cheek, “Night dad.”

“Night, baby,” he rumbles, pulling away, and unsteadily making his way down the hall.

You watch as he disappears through his door and hear it close. Butterflies flutter in your chest as you settle back down on the couch. You finish out the show you’re barely paying attention to, then shut everything off and make your way to your room. 

Pausing outside Leon’s door, you lightly knock but no reply. You twist the handle and poke your head in and look around. You seem him sleeping on his bed, clothes halfway off. Shaking your head, you smile to yourself at how hopeless he can be sometimes. 

You step into his room and quietly walk over to his bed. Gently, you pull his slacks the rest of the way down and set them on the floor. You unbutton the last few buttons on his shirt and tug it away, moving his arms through the sleeves. 

“Baby?” his voice slurs. 

“Shhh,” you whisper, “just getting you ready for bed.”

“Too good f’me,” he mumbles, laying back on the bed, “my pretty baby’s so good.”

Heat flares in your stomach as goosebumps raise across your arms. Biting your lip, you ignore his words and continue removing his shirt from his broad chest. 

“Baby,” his palm reaches out to touch your face but his fingers graze across you lips, “sweet and soft.”

“Dad,” you laugh softly, ignoring the giddiness taking over your chest, “can you push up so I can get the covers over you?”

“Mm course,” he groggily raises up enough for you to pull his blankets and sheets out from underneath him. 

You tuck him in and smooth his covers down. Pressing a soft kiss to his head, you turn to leave but his hand snags your wrist. 

“Thank you, sweetheart,” his voice is deep as sleep tries to pull him under, “don’t know what I’d do without you.”

You step closer and brush some of his hair from his eyes as they flutter to stay open. 

“You’re being silly, again.”

“No,” he tugs on your wrist until you’re kneeling on the bed, “I love you, baby. My pretty girl.”

He tugs you harder and goes to kiss your cheek, but in his inebriated state he misses and his lips land on your own. He groans and tugs you closer, his other hand sliding into your hair to hold you still. 

“Love you so much, baby,” he murmurs into your mouth, licking back in to taste you more, “my sweet girl..”

“Dad,” you whine, kissing him back, feeling dizzy and hot all over, “love you too, so much.”

He pulls away, a string of spit connecting you two until it snaps with distance. 

“M’sorry,” his eyes turn down, “I shouldn’t—“

“It’s okay,” you whisper, patting his cheek, “don’t worry about it, okay? We can talk tomorrow.”

“Okay, baby,” he agrees easily, eyes slipping shut as sleep overtakes him. 

You press your fingers to your lips with a smile. You look over Leon’s handsome features, feeling a sudden urge to bite into his jaw line. Shaking your head, you get up from the bed and leave to head to your room. 

You close your bedroom door behind you and change for bed. Looking in the mirror as you take out your earrings for the night, you giggle at your reflection. Every time Leon goes out drinking with his coworkers, he always comes home pretty drunk and you always help him get into bed. He also always ends up kissing you, a little more dirty than a stepfather should, but it’s exciting and you look forward to it every week. 

You climb into bed with a smile on your face and relax into your comfy sheets. It doesn’t take long for you to drift off. 

The next morning you wake up to the smell of coffee. You rub your eyes and stretch before getting out of bed. You don’t bother to change, just wearing an old baggy shirt of Leon’s and some sleep shorts that you can’t see unless you lift the hem of the shirt.  

You wander into the kitchen to see Leon standing there, wearing a rumpled shirt and sweats, pouring himself a cup of coffee. 

“Morning, sweetheart,” he tosses over his shoulder, rough voice making your nipples tighten. 

Hoping he won’t notice, you stand next to him at the counter to pour your own cup, “Morning, dad.”

He sighs into his cup and you stifle a laugh, “Too much to drink?”

He groans and props his hip in the counter, “Yeah, I don’t even remember how I got home last night.”

You hum and finish adding sugar to your coffee, “Well you made it home in one piece.”

“I suppose so,” he grumbles into his mug, “I got some work I gotta catch up on, so I’ll be in the office. Please knock if you need anything.”

He gestures to the closed door down the hall, “I just might be on a call so don’t just come barging in, okay?”

You roll your eyes good naturedly, “I know how it works.”

“Just saying,” he grins at you, pinching your side.

“Stop,” you laugh, pushing his hand away. 

“Mm well remember to yell if you need me,” he kisses the crown of you head and ruffles your hair, then walks down the hall into the home office. 

You bite your lip as you watch him leave, broad shoulders flexing under his shirt making you clench your thighs. Blinking, you turn back to your coffee and away from Leon. 

///

Morning gives way to afternoon then to late evening. Leon still has yet to leave the office and so you drum your fingers on the door. 

“Come in,” you hear his muffled voice and push open the door. 

“Baby,” he coos at you, face flushed as he smiles wide at you. 

“Hard day?” you ask, catching sight of the empty whiskey bottle on his desk. 

“Eh,” he shrugs, loose limbed and bright eyed, “just the usual assholes.”

He covers his mouth, “Sorry, I mean jerks.”

You grin at him, “I’ve heard words way worse than asshole.”

“Hey,” he frowns at you, but a smile tugs at his lips, “language, young lady.”

“Mmm my bad,” you laugh, coming over to his desk.

You step around the corner as he spins his chair to face you, thighs spread out. 

“Sorry I worked so late today,” he murmurs, eyes taking in your appearance. 

You’re still wearing Leon’s old college tee that he tossed out ages ago along with some skimpy barely there shorts. 

He leans forward and tugs on the hem, pulling you to step between his thighs. 

“Why’re you wearing this ratty old thing, baby?” His voice is deep, making your thighs clench. 

You shrug, demeanor going shy, “I like it. Reminds me of you.”

His eyes soften and he pulls you until you’re sitting in his lap. 

“You’re so sweet, baby,” it comes out muffled as he buries his face in your collar bone. 

Your thighs bracket his as you settle down on his lap. He brings his hands up to squeeze and pet your waist. 

“My pretty girl,” he coos, “god ‘m so lucky.”

You laugh and scratch your nails through his hair which makes him let out a sinfulgroan. 

“S’good, baby,” he tilts his head back, eyes shut, as you keep running your fingers through his hair, “perfect pretty girl.”

You don’t mean to but you roll your hips down just a little, biting your lip when you realize what you’ve done. Leon doesn’t seem to notice, just sighs into the soft touches to his scalp. 

“Hate that your momma left,” he mumbles unprovoked, “but I thank god she never took you with’er.”

“Yeah?” You whisper, eyes wide as warmth pools in your belly. 

“Mmhmm,” his thumbs rub circles against your hips, “get to come home to such a sweet, pretty girl everyday. Always taking care of me.”

“Of course,” you smile at him although his eyes are still closed. 

“Got everybody at work so jealous,” he sighs, “got my own pretty baby, so sweet  to me. All mine.”

“All yours,” you let your hips roll down, pressing your wet center down onto his hips. 

His eyes flutter open, hands gripping your waist, letting you keep grinding down on him. 

“Baby,” his voice is raspy, pupils darkening, “what’re you doing?”

“Just want you to feel good, daddy,” you whimper, feeling his cock filling out underneath your thighs. 

He groans, pulling you down as you slide your hands down to grip his shoulders. 

“Perfect,” he groans, letting you grind your hot pussy down onto his hard cock, “perfect girl, god, but we can’t do this.”

“Why not?” you whine, “I want to and you want to.”

“Fuck,” he clenches his eyes shut, bucking up against your cunt, “don’t know how bad I want it, baby. But you deserve someone better.”

“Mm but I want you, daddy,” you kiss his cheek, “you’re so big and strong,” you press a kiss to his other cheek, “and you take such good care of me.”

You press a chaste kiss to his lips, teeth nipping his bottom one as you pull away. 

“You sure baby?” he murmurs. 

“Positive, daddy,” you smile at him, “take me to bed and show me how much you love me.”

He kisses you sloppily, whiskey on his breath. He grabs you under your thighs and stands up from his chair, carrying you out the office and into his bedroom. You laugh and wrap your arms around his neck. 

“So strong, daddy,” you coo in his ear. 

He stumbles against the bed and drops you on his messy sheets. You giggle up at him as he climbs on top of you, caging you in with his thick biceps. You wrap your arms around his neck again. 

“Promise I’ll get better honey, stop drinking so much,” he mutters into your hair, kissing the shell of your ear. 

“S’okay,” you pet his hair away from his face, “you’re not mean or anything. You’re actually really, really sweet when you’ve been drinking.”

Leon noses down your cheek and kisses the corner of your lips. 

“Still,” he kisses your lips, “I wanna be good for you, baby. You’re everything to me.”

“Daddy,” you sigh softly, tears pricking your eyes, “kiss me, please.”

“Anything, baby. I’ll give you anything,” he promises you, pressing a sloppy kiss into your mouth, tongue licking past your lips to taste your sweetness. 

You kiss each other softly over and over, tongues lapping at each other until spit drips down your chin. Arching your back, you whine into Leon’s mouth. 

“Daddy, please,” you roll your hips down onto his cock. 

“Okay, baby,” he kisses your neck, “might just take me a while to cum since I’ve been drinking, sweetheart.”

Red hot fire flares throughout your body making your toes tingle, arousal curling in your veins, and making your clit throb.

“That’s okay,” you whimper, nails scratching at his skin, “totally fine, we can take as long as you need.”

“Oh yeah?” He grins, eyes warm and happy, “seems like you like that, baby. Want me to love on you all night, pretty girl?”

“Leon,” you gasp, “yes, please.”

He chuckles, pressing another kiss into your neck, “As much as I love you in my shirt, gonna need to take it off.”

“Okay, daddy,” you quickly slip it off and then take the initiative to shimmy off your shorts and panties. 

A punched out groan leaves Leon’s throat, his eyes roving over your body not able to look at any one spot. 

“Pretty, pretty baby,” he rasps out, eyes hot and heavy as they look back up in your face, “so lucky.”

“Your turn,” you tug at his shirt, “wanna see you too.”

He takes your hand and kisses your palm before letting go to take his shirt off. Next he pushes his sweats down and kicks them away. He’s not wearing any underwear so you’re able to take in his full, thick cock already dripping with precum. 

“Oh, Leon,” you breathe out, tongue darting out to wet your lips. 

He takes his cock in hand to stroke it slowly, “This okay, baby?”

“Yes,” moaning, you shakily drag your hands across his shoulders to grab his biceps, “so big, daddy.”

He groans, hand speeding up as he jerks his cock, “You like that? Like that daddy’s so big and hard for you?”

“Uh huh,” you nod, eyes not able to stop watching as he pulls his foreskin back so you can see the fat, leaky tip.

You reach down and spread your pussy for him, “I’m so wet for you, always make me this way, daddy.” 

His hand stutters over his dick and he grasps the base in a tight fist. 

“Fuck, baby,” he grunts, “daddy makes you that wet? That’s so sexy, honey, nearly made me shoot my load early.”

“Leon,” you mewl, arching your hips up so he can see more of your spread cunt, “need you so much, been wanting you forever.”

He groans and lets go of his cock; he cages you in again with his arms and kisses you hotly, tongue sloppily licking back into your open mouth. 

“I gotcha, honey,” he says between messy kisses, “let me just ease it in.”

You both moan as the fat tip of his cock spreads open your fluttering hole. Leon slowly pushes into your wet heat, making sure to praise you and press kisses into your skin wherever his mouth can reach. 

Once he bottoms out and is snugly pressed flushed against your pussy, he settles his body weight onto you. You moan loudly, legs wrapped around his waist and nails digging into his broad shoulders. 

“So good, daddy,” you kiss his cheek, “feels so good.”

“I do too, baby,” he grunts in your ear, “such a perfect girl for me.”

You whine, pussy walls fluttering around his dick making his hips push deeper into your hole. You gasp as his tip kisses the opening to your womb, cunt eagerly milking his throbbing cock. 

“Sorry, baby,” he slurs into your neck, “you just feel so tight.”

“So deep,” you moan, “please, daddy.”

“Shh, shh,” he kisses across your jaw and down your neck, “I’m gonna move now, okay baby?”

You nod your head quickly, “Please.”

He pulls halfway out before slowly pressing back inside you, your cunt squelching with the movement. Leon starts a slow steady motion, making sure to not go too fast or toohard, letting you adjust to the stretch of his hard dick. 

You sigh softly and pull him to your lips for more messy kisses. You lose yourself to each other as he slowly takes you apart under his tongue and rolling hips. You feel his hand slip between your bodies so he can rub his thumb in firm circles on your clit. 

“Want us to cum together baby,” he pants hotly into your mouth, no longer kissing just tasting the same air, “think you can do that for me?”

“Uh huh,” your toes are curling from the slow heat building in your belly, “wanna cum, daddy.”

“Good girl,” he kisses the corner of your eye, “daddy’s pretty close now too.”

“Inside me, please?” you look up at him, eyes wet and pleading. 

He bucks into you harder than before, “Y’sure baby? God, I shouldn’t. I should probably pull out, sweetheart.”

You shake your head almost wildly, “Want it. Please, Leon,” you pout up at him, “you said you’d give me anything.”

He keeps thrusting harder into your pussy before catching himself and going back to slow, deep thrusts. 

“God, I did say that didn’t I baby,” he groans, “yeah I’ll cum in you, sweet girl. I’ll give you everything I can.”

“Thank you, daddy, oh thank you, thank you,” you chant, nails digging deeper in his skin, “m gonna cum, Leon. You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Then cum for me sweet baby, my perfect girl,” he murmurs, pressing the praise into your skin with hot kisses. 

His thumb keeps circling your sensitive clit and when he thrusts a little deeper on the next roll of his hips, you see stars behind your eyelids. Your body shudders as you moan brokenly, pussy clamping down on Leon’s fat cock. 

You hear him moan as he pumps his hips harder and harder into your spasming cunt. He buries himself as deep as he can and fills you with rope after rope of hot, sticky cum; there’s so much it drips out of your stuffed hole and onto the mussed sheets. 

“Love you, baby,” Leon kisses you deeply, “my sweet girl.”

“Daddy,” you smile at him, feeling tired yet sated, “love you too.”

You lay together in the afterglow, trading soft words and even softer kisses until you fall asleep. 

#stepdad!leon kennedy #stepdad!leon s kennedy #stepcest #stepdad!leon s kennedy x fem!reader #stepdad leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader smut #resident evil smut #leon s kennedy smut #stepdad!leon x fem!reader #leon s kennedy x fem!reader #fem!reader

[klipkillakai]

☆ thank you ☆

you sigh as you lay on your bed, looking up from your computer feeling bored, you’ve been listening to music and scrolling on pinterest for a while now and you miss simon :(

you know he’s in his office working and you rather not bother him buuuut, you can see if he wants something to drink.. (🤭)

you sit up and slide off the bed, your feet making a small thump and your toes curl at the cold floor before slipping your slippers on, you grab your phone and make your way out the room and walk to simons office, the door is slightly ajar.. you see simon with a pen in his hand seemingly writing reports like always and you softly push the door open and walk in

simon looks up at you and has a soft smile, you smile back and he nods you over, you waste no time and pad over to him climbing in his lap,

“hello stranger” he whispers and presses a kiss to your cheek, and you smile “i wanted to come check on you, i missed you”

“yea?” he hums with a soft rasp and kisses your jaw softly before putting his head in the crook of your neck and rubbing and kneading the sides of your waist

“mhm” you hum softly.. “u-um did you want something to drink?” simon simply takes a deep breath and shakes his head no..

“im just a bit stressed with this work love, we had a few men do a few things that some governments consider unethical so im the one who has to solve that” you think about it a nod, softly being reminded of his position and his job, but you shake that off..

“can i help with that?” you whisper as you softly drag your fingers through his hair, he softly groans when you scratch the hair at the nape of his neck

“how?” he says and you softly lift his head from your neck and you press a kiss to his lips and begin to slide down his lap

“baby” he says with a rasp “you don’t have to-”

“shhh- you whisper and slip down his lap and get your knees infront of him, you lift up his shirt and he adjust himself lifting up his waist and sliding down a bit and your pussy throbs at the sight..

you look up at him through your lashes and softly kiss his stomach, softly kissing down his happy trail and you feel him shudder under you, you softly lick and press kisses until you feel him get hard under his sweats, you rub his bulge and press a kiss to it before pulling it out his sweats..

the tip is red and swollen, and pre is rolling down it and you throb and squeeze your thighs together..

“fuuuck baby” he groans out and grabs the base and hits the tip on your lips and the side of your cheek while holding your face.. “open y’mouth f’me”

you immediately open your mouth and he spits in your mouth and slips his fingers in it and spreads it on his tip before sliding it on his dick and sliding it in your mouth with a low groan.. you sit up and jerk his base and begin to bob your head.. you use all sorts of technique, you use both hands in a twisting motion while bobbing your head, making it all sloppy..

simon is dazed at this point, he bites his lip looking at you, his eyes slightly roll back and he tries to talk but it dies in his throat as you deep throat him, your not afraid to get sloppy, you gag and choke and sometimes you come up for air but you don’t stop..

you feel simon grab your face with both of his hands and he begins to thrust himself in your mouth and you just take it, gagging and eyes rolling back, your eyes are tearing up, mascara ruined and tears rolling down your cheeks…

but simon thinks your so pretty, so fucking dirty and sloppy just for him.. “so fucking pretty mama” he grunts.. he begins to his the back of your throat and you gag and try to pull away, to fucked out to notice, simon gets rough and slaps you and pulls you back,

“no baby, back in your mouth” he pushes it back in “that’s it, good girl” he whispers and continues thrusting his hips up until your feel him twitch in your mouth and your watch his abs tense..

he begins to thrust faster and lets out loud moans and groans babbling sweet and nasty things about you until he cums with a shudder and a loud groan, and sloppily thrusts the cum down your throat…

“ughh baby fuck” he whispers and thrusts sloppily on last time before pulling his dick out your mouth and smearing some of the left over cum on your lips and lightly tapping them..

“swallow” he whispers watching you with lust filled eyes, and you do and he whispers a soft “open, lemme see” you open your mouth looking up at him with soft eyes, eyes rimmed red and smudged with mascara.. “good girl” he murmurs and lifts you up on your lap and kisses you…

he softly wipes the smeared mascara with his thumbs before whispering a small “thank you” and you reply“your welcome” and he smiles before saying…

“your turn”

|a/n|

y’all… just…i-

#black fem reader #black reader smut #simon riley #simon riley x you #simon riley smut #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod smut #cod mw2 #cod modern warfare #ghost cod

[balletfilmss]

COWBOY LIKE ME

✸ pairing: jason grace x cowgirl!reader smau

✸ notes: this is a random ass prompt but i like it hehe 🤭 this was originally gonna be a leo one but then i found the first pic…cowboy wannabe jason it is

…now playing: our song—taylor swift

yn.ln: cuntry 🎀

tagged: j.grace

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ssmchsizzleee: JASON, SHE’S SOUTHERN AND GREEK, RUN FOR THE HILLS BROTHA 🗣️🗣️

╰┈➤ j.grace: too late 🤷‍♀️

╰┈➤ yn.ln: said the mf from TEXAS 😒

sunshinesolace: YEEHAW MOTHERFUCKERS ‼️🦅

╰┈➤ yn.ln: YEEHAW

j.grace: i think i pull of the princess cowgirl hat pretty well, if i do say so myself

╰┈➤ yn.ln: yes baby, you’re very pretty

╰┈➤ j.grace: 🤭

abchase: A WIN FOR US SOUTHERN GIRLIES 🤞🤍COWGIRL PARTIES 4EVER

╰┈➤ yn.ln: 4EVER AND EVER BETH

annabethsbf: i never wanna see a pair of boots ever again oh my fuck

╰┈➤ yn.ln: life was so much better five seconds ago before you commented this

honey.hazell: SAVE A WHO AND RIDE A WHAT

╰┈➤ annabethsbf: HAZEL NO HIDE YOUR EYES

╰┈➤ honey.hazell: WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN

╰┈➤ yn.ln: hazel…sweetie no 😭

piedpiper: still can’t believe you pulled off a rodeo themed party

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you know i love me a good theme 😋

j.grace: SOUTHERN WOMEN ARE THE HOTTEST‼️

╰┈➤ annabethsbf: AMEN TO THAT BROTHER 🗣️

…now playing: stick season—noah kahan

j.grace: if the boot fits then wear it, or something like that

tagged: yn.ln

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annabethsbf: i cannot believe my eyeballs. she turned our roman yeehawy

╰┈➤ j.grace: yippee ki yay or whatever 🤠

piedpiper: do not country-afi noah kahan jason.

╰┈➤ j.grace: why must you have a problem with every little thing 😒

╰┈➤ piedpiper: i am no man’s peace.

yn.ln: MY CUTIE COWBOY ‼️🤍

╰┈➤ j.grace: I LOVE YOU COWGIRL 🫶

╰┈➤ yn.ln: I LOVE YOU TOO 🤭

╰┈➤ ssmcshizzle: GET A ROOM 🗣️🗣️

ssmcshizzle: don’t think i forgot the time i put MY cowboy hat on your head and you swatted it away like a fly 😒

╰┈➤ j.grace: well she kissed me after she put it there so i wasn’t gonna say NO

╰┈➤ ssmcshizzle: I COUPDVE DONE THAT IF I THOUGHT IT WOJLD WORK

╰┈➤ yn.ln: LEO GET AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND

abchase: the boot definitely didn’t fit but it’s okay bc you tried 😇

╰┈➤ j.grace: annie you’re supposed to be supportive of the country escapades 😔

ghostboy.nico: gods, they’re multiplying

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you love us southerners, we know ☺️

╰┈➤ ghostboy.nico: unfortunately

╰┈➤ sunshinesolace: thanks babe 🤩

j.grace uploaded a story!

@ annabethsbf replied:

SHE HAS YOU SAYING YALL NOW???

shhh, quiet city boy

said the kid raised by wolves

i will bite you.

@ ssmcshizzle replied:

yo is that my hat?

probably, considering i’m wearing hers

WELL CAN I HAVE IT BACK??

🤷‍♂️

@ yn.ln replied:

omg jay you’re tarnishing my mysterious cool girl reputation

you’re as mysterious as a glass window

that’s not true

i’m hot n sexy n mysterious

2 truths 1 lie

you suck

love you too honey 😚

#୨୧ love letters #jason grace #jason grace smau #jason grace x reader #jason grace x y/n #jason grace oneshot #jason grace x you #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus #hoo #hoo x you #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo fandom #pjo hoo toa #hoo x reader #jason grace imagine

[keraxxx]

Kinktober day 2: Car sex

Steve Rogers x Fem! Reader

Summary: Title speaks for itself.. Car sex with Mr. Rogers after dinner.

Warnings: 18+, cursing, car sex, oral(r receiving), nicknames, fingering, p in the v, unprotected sex, AFAB! reader, unedited work. (lmk if i missed something please and thank you!)

a/n: HI GUYS. i’m sorry for disappearing but yk i cant miss Kinktober. 🤭 Sorry for missing day one but here’s day two and enjoy!!

Masterlist

^^REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!(+kinktober character ideas)

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You and Steve were on your way home from dinner. He wanted to take you out since you both have been having a difficult week at work.

“It’s so quiet in this car.” You mumble. “Let me play some music pleaseee Steve.” You whine as you look over to him. Steve chuckles as he keeps his eyes on the road. “Whatever you want baby.” Smiling, you connect your phone to the car.

You weren’t paying attention to the playlist you put on but there were.. interesting songs. Suggestive, SENSUAL songs. The first song to play was by The Weekend - What you need. Your face dropped as the song started playing, you look over slightly and could see Steve clenching the steering wheel. He cleared his throat, adjusting himself in the seat.

‘I just want to take you there. He don't gotta know where. Does he touch you here like this, this, this, this? Let me take the friction from your lips’

Each word was suggestive. The tension in the air was laying heavy on your chest. “I think i’m just gonna change the song..” You reach to pick up your phone but Steve places his hand on yours, quickly stopping you.

“No.. don’t change it now.” He gently intertwines his fingers with yours. “Be honest, did you purposely put this song on?” You could tell he was getting bothered, squirming in his seat, try to cover his slight hard on. “No i swear. I just put on a random playlist..” You bite your lip slightly, almost nervous.

The rest of the car ride is practically silent. You can see Steve tensing up as he grips the steering wheel, his eyes drifting over to look at you every once in a while. “Fuck I can’t.” He finally blurts out, pulling off to the side of the road. The road was empty since it was kinda late but some cars would pass by.

“I want you. Backseat, now.” He says as he gets out the car. You obey, hopping into the backseat.

You both get into the back of the car and as soon as you shut the door, he pins you against the car seat, attacking your neck with kisses. “Steve-“ “Shhh.” He hissed slightly into your neck as he nibbled at your sensitive skin, making you weak in the knees.

“Please let me take care of you.” Steve looked at you, his eyes filled with lust. “Do what you do best.” You say looking back at him as you begged for him to touch you in any way. He grinned from ear to ear before kissing your neck again, trailing his way down to your thighs. He lifted his hands up under your short dress and god his hands. You loved how skilled he was.

You sit up and look down at him between your thighs, eagerly bunching your dress up around your waist, revealing your panties, revealing your slickness. “All this for me?” He chuckles. “That song really did something to us..” He sighs as he kisses your thigh, slightly licking your skin. You shiver at his tongue on your skin again.

His digits graze over your clothed clit causing you to whine softly. You slightly bucked your hips forward which caused Steve to laugh. He placed a hand on your hip, holding up the dress at the same time before using his other hand to discard your underwear. Your slickness was revealed to him, your skin feeling warmer to the touch.

Your lips parted into an inaudible moan as he touch your swollen bud. You squirmed under his touch and he found this slightly amusing by how bad you wanted him. “Steve please i need to feel you inside me.” You whined as he looked up at you, his fingers making their way down to your entrance. He teased the hole causing you to grunt slightly. “I know you need me baby.” He says in that cocky tone.

You don’t get a chance to talk before he thrusts a finger inside your tight hole. Your walls were clenching around him and he groaned as how warm you felt. You heard him humming along with the song that was playing in the car. “Aw baby.. you’re still so tight.” He smirked as he slowly moved his finger inside you. Moaning, he added another finger inside of you, curling them as he thrusted faster. You bucked your hips into his fingers, needing and yearning for more. “Fuck, right there!”

“You want my mouth? My tongue licking your clit?” He teased and you eagerly nodded. Your hands rested in his hair as he stuck out his tongue, twisting it in all sorts of ways as he licks your clit. The combination of the two was unimaginable. You loved this feeling.

Your whines and moans got louder as Steve groaned against your pussy. “You’re so sweet.” He whispers before kissing your clit. You’re so close, your thighs were squeezing around his head.. “You’re so close i know you are.” He coos and you moan in agreement. “Steve please. Go faste- Oh fuck!” You whine as his tongue flicks faster, pumping in and out of you even faster. You groan as you buck your hips into his mouth, a knot forming in your stomach as you reach your climax.

You whine as you finish, Steve still licking you, trying to clean you up. “You taste so good..” He mumbled softly against your pussy before placing a kiss on your clit. “Come here.” He growled as he got from your thighs. You giggle and hop up from the seat, sitting in Steve’s lap. He groans, his hands resting on your ass as you kiss him. You can feel him growing hard as you grind yourself on him. You eagerly unbuckle his dress pants, continuing to kiss him.

“Fuck..” You whisper as you slide his pants down, struggling as your hands shake, eager for him and his member. “I want you to fill me up.” You say softly and his eyes widen. Steve smirks at you and lifts you up slightly, your head almost touching the roof of the car, as he tries to pull his dick out from his boxers. You bite your lip at the sight of his hard on.

“Come on baby.. sit on it.” He says in a low tone. You moan softly at his words and you slowly lower yourself onto his cock. You cover your mouth to prevent a loud whine from coming out and Steve moans slightly. He thrusts his hips up without warning, skin slapping against skin. You sob at the veracity, but he keeps going, he wanted this release, he wanted to fill you up. He pounds into you and you bounce slightly, your clit throbbing and juices spilling from your opening as he stretches you out. He groans and pull you closer, nuzzling your head into his shoulder. Your eyes roll back and your jaw drops open into inaudible moans. He chuckles at your trance like state, kissing your neck to calm you down, but there was no calming you down. You were doing anything for a second orgasm.

With one last aggressive thrust and a loud gasp, you bite down on his suit jacket as he finally finishes, his cum spilling into you. He laughs and wraps his large hand behind your head as he lets you rest your head into his shoulder, his other arm around your waist.

“Fuck me.” He panted out of breath. “No more sexual songs baby.” He whispered into your ear as he kissed your cheek ever so gently.

#steve rogers #x reader #smut #fem reader #marvel smut #steve rogers imagine #imagine #x fem reader #marvel #marvel imagine #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female reader #captain america #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine

[nats-firefly]

7 and 8 with mommy wanda making r say it 🤭 thanks for being a whore ily 💕

live laugh be a whore, also this is ceo!wanda and assistant!r from the obey universe

as part of the friends and family special, this is a little longer than a blurb

warning: fingering (r receiving), mommy kink, office sex, strap on use (r receiving), a little humiliation, light spanking, orgasm denial

7. “You can take it.” / 8. “I can take it.”

"Come to my office, Y/N," Wanda said, bringing your attention from your computer screen to her as she walked past your desk into her office. She had just returned from a meeting and by her tone of voice it did not go her way. She slammed the door once she was fully in her office, making you flinch and turn your eyes to Celeste who was sitting across the room from you.

Celeste sipped her water with wide eyes, her eyes moving from Wanda's door to you. 'Good luck,' She mouthed across the room. You swallowed hard, standing up and fixing your attire before walking into her office. You were hesitant to breathe as you softly closed the door behind you.

"Leave your underwear by the door," Wanda said, barely even acknowledging you as her fingers typed away on her keyboard. You were frozen in place, earning a hard gaze from the older woman. "Now."

"Mommy," You voice was soft as you slid your underwear down your legs. You didn't understand why she was mad at you. You swallowed hard as you approached her desk, she sensed your hesitation and took a deep breath.

"Come here, baby," She said, leaning back on her chair so you could sit on her lap. She instantly slid her hands around your middle, snuggling her face into the crook of your neck. "You're gonna have to be very quiet, we're still on the clock."

"Mommy," You whispered as one of her hands drifted down to between your thighs, causing your skirt to bunch up by your hips. You released a shaky breath as her fingers started circling your clit. Her lips sucked on the skin of your neck, being careful not to leave a mark. It would be suspicious if you went into her office with a (rare) clear neck and returned with dark bruises littering your neck and cleavage.

"Shhh," She groaned into your neck, speeding up the pattern on your clit. You release a small breathy moan, bucking your hips into her hand.

"Need more," You whined, gripping her arm. "Please, Mommy, I need- I need your fingers."

"I know what you need, baby," She whispered in your ear, teeth tugging at your earlobe. She spread your legs over hers, pulling your underwear to the side so she could run her fingers over your soaked cunt. "All this for me, baby?"

You couldn't help but moan. You could feel her lips on your neck as her fingers continued their movements. It wasn't long until Wanda grew frustrated with your underwear getting in the way. You heard fabric ripping with Wanda's grunt into your ear.

"Mommy," You whined. "That one was new."

"I'll buy you a new one, baby, you don't have to worry," She said, pushing you off her lap and bent over her desk, knocking some of her things off the surface. "Now you just be my pretty little play toy and stay quiet."

Your gripped the edge of her desk as you felt her run her fingers over your pussy, spreading it between her two fingers. She stood up behind you, slowly sliding the tip of her strap over your folds. Your eyes went wide as you looked back at her.

"That's- that's too big," Your voice shook in anticipation, arching your back to give her more access. You couldn't wait to be filled with her strap.

"You can take it," She said, starting to slowly push the strap into you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as she continued her movements. "Can't you baby?"

"I can take it, Mommy," You moaned as she suddenly snapped her hips into you.

"Be quiet, baby," She gripped your hips as she pulled back out, the strap already completely covered in your arousal. "You don't want the whole office to know you're my little cockslut do you?"

You whined, biting down on the edge of her desk as she started to pump into you. Her hand came down against your ass, making your skin burn. Her manicured nails dug into your hips as she continued to fuck you, grunting under her breath as she let out her frustrations. It was hard to contain your moans, the strap hitting all the right places as you neared the edge.

"Mommy," You whispered, looking back at Wanda, her eyes glued to the way you were taking her cock. "I-I'm gonna c-cum."

"Not yet, baby," You whined as she pulled out of you then turned you around on her desk. She pulled your shirt open, popping the buttons on your shirt. Her hands groped your chest as she pushed the strap back into you. Your hands held onto her wrists as you arched into her touch, doing your best to stay quiet. "You're doing so good, princess."

You were barely coherent, mind focused on the way she was making you feel. You were so close, desperate for a release.

"Look at you, all spread open for Mommy," Wanda pulled out her phone, quickly snapping a picture of you taking her. She couldn't help it, you looked so perfect just like this, trying your best not to cum with your he thrown back and clothes half ripped off your body. You couldn't help but release another moan, forgetting the office was, in fact, still full of people. Wanda smacked your face before gripping your chin, pulling you up so you could look in her eyes.

"Mommy told you to be quiet, slut," She pulled out of you, your eyes filling with tears at the loss of contact. Wanda pulled on the bottom drawer of her desk, pulling out a vibrator and slipping it inside you. "If you can't learn your lesson I'll put that pretty mouth to good use."

She moved you to kneel on the floor, clicking on her phone screen a few times before you felt the vibrations start. You looked up at her, a few tears rolling down your cheeks. She cupped your chin and cooed.

"You did this to yourself, baby," She sat back on her chair, roughly gripping your hair and guiding your mouth to the strap. "If you suck Mommy's cock well enough, maybe I'll let you cum."

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Cowboy and the Tigress

Chapter Four ☁️🌷8k words

Warnings: none beside that closeup of Ellie’s bite mark 🙅🏻‍♀️😭🙈 jk. Childbirth, but nothing detailed or specified. Cursing/foul language. That’s it? Enjoy 😋🤭

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Spring, 2023, Boston QZ

Your legs burn from the running you’ve been forced to endure for sake of survival. Sweat has built up all along your forehead and nape of your neck as hairs clings to it. You try to keep your breathing steady as you spring and swerve past trees, leaves crunching bellow your hevey footsteps. As you reach a clearing you see an old, once white and probably beautiful two story home in the near distance.

Footsteps behind you, though not as fast but with just the much urgency of escaping what follows make their way towards you. You turn to face the woman who could as well be your mother. She’s clutching her swollen belly, heaving, panting. Hear yellow dress with flowers all over is dirty, the jacket she wears seeming to only add heat to her already sweltering body, sweat apparent all along her face and chest, face red from the warmth and adrenaline.

“I see a house, come on we’re close we can hide there.” You tell her, hurriedly making your way to her and grabbing the arm that isn’t clutching her belly and hoisting it over your shoulder in offered support as you try to help her walk faster towards the building.

She grunts in pain as she hunches over, hand slightly gripping at her stomach, trying to control her breathing. “God if this kid doesn’t have the worst timing-“ another grunt.

“You can scold her later when she’s here. Come on just a little further we have to hurry. I don’t know how far back it is.” Clutching the gun she’d given you in your other hand you start to walk forward, practically dragging the soon to be mother along with you.

Her fatigue is evident in her voice as she speaks, “you still think it’s a-“ her body shudders as she groans once more.

Contractions are getting closer together.

“A girl?” She exhales as she talks. You don’t answer her more worried about walking up the porch before bursting through the door. You lead her towards the stairs, “Okay just hold onto the railing.” you say as you look around the vacant house and spot a small cabinet and push it in front of the door.

A growl from a near distance makes you halt your actions as you look through the side window by the door. It’s charging at the house full speed, snarling and practically salivating as it get closer and closer.

“Shit.” You say breathlessly as you push the cabinet fully in front of the door. You don’t waste a second as you make your way over to Anna, once again hoisting her arm around you and quickly trying to make your way up the stairs.

Once you’ve made it up the stairs you quickly turn to an empty room, “in here come on, you’re going to be fine in here just a little more.” You try to comfort her as her body starts to push.

Taking her to the far end of the room you slowly set her down. Rushing over to the door to close that too. There’s silence for a moment, before Anna starts to grunt and groan in pain.

You look towards her and run back to her side, kneeling down beside her as you reach for her hand. She takes it and involuntarily squeezes hard as another contraction course through her.

Worried you ask, “What do I do? Is there anything I can do? I don’t know-“ she cuts you off “shhh it’s okay, I’m okay, she’s just here a little earlier than I would have hoped.” her voice is fragile and nearly above a whisper as she caresses your face with her clammy hand, smiling softly.

“The baby’s coming, I can’t protect you and her at the same time, so this what we’re going to do okay?” you nod frantically “Atta girl. Okay, your going to take the gun I gave you and whatever tries to get in here you shoot it okay? Just like I showed you.” she cries out as a hard contraction tells her it’s time. You cringe slightly at the sound of her pain.

“Okay I’m going to start pushing okay? You just keep your eyes on the door baby okay?” Her speech, labored. “Okay.” Is all you say as you grab the gun tightly, taking off the safety just as she’d taught you.

Anna starts to push, pained sounds leaving her as she tries to control her breathing. You both hear a pounding at the door downstairs. It doesn’t stop, not for a second, the screeching growing angrier and louder as it continuously tries to break down the door.

Anna can’t control the noise she makes as she starts to feel herself open up slightly. She reaches down, feels the babies head as she continues to heave breaths. There’s a huge crash downstairs as both door and cabinet hit the ground with a bang.

You flinch as you hear it, and turn to Anna with worry in your eyes. Your scared. You don’t say it. You doubt you need to. And Anna knows, but comfort isn’t something she can provide right now. “Just focus on the door.” Is all she can manage to say as she pushes again, a groan coming from her.

Heavy, manic stomping comes up the stairs, footsteps reaching the door within seconds. Anna’s anything but quiet as she grunts again, pushing.

You both hear the snarls from the monster only a door away. It starts to claw and screech at the door. You start to cry silently, tears streaming down your face, hands holding the gun beginning to shake.

Anna starts to giving you instructions, “don’t take your eyes of the door, you keep your eyes on the door. The second the door falls you press down on the trigger okay? You press down, and you shoot.” She says, on the brink of exhaustion, voice deprived of any energy.

The hinges on the door start to rattle with each forceful bang, one by on they start to detach from the wall. As the door falls you scream as the monster immediately dashes towards the both of you. Springing on all fours as it reaches Anna. She screams as she puts her arms up in order to keep it away.

You panick as it lunges at her, it tries its best to bite her. Snapping its mouth at her. There’s a struggle for only a second before she gives it a hash shove and as it hits the ground you aim the gun at it pull the trigger. A loud shot echoes through the desolate house. You can hear the gurgled sounds the monster makes as it twitches a couple of times before going completely still.

You let out a fast breath, relief filling your entire body. Suddenly there’s a cry. It’s not yours. It’s not Anna’s. You look away from the body of the monster and towards the loud cry.

A baby lies there, letting out the loudest cry you’ve ever heard. The cry of life.

You sit there in shock. Watching as they squirm around on the floor, crying their little heart out. Anna grunts in pain as she looks down at her baby.

You look from the child to her and smile, “you did it. You did it your a mom!” You begin to tell her. The feeling of relief is very short lived, as she grips onto her thigh.

“Oh shit.” She whispers. You furrow your brows at her and look at what she is. There, on her thigh, a bite mark.

Before you can say anything Anna is quick to grab her switch blade, flicking it open and hastily cutting the umbilical cord. The baby doesn’t stop crying as she picks her up. She smiles at her, she’s perfect.

Ten little toes. Ten little fingers. And all mighty scream. “You were right,” she laughs breathlessly, “she’s a girl.” Looking to you, smiling as best she can. You can see the pain behind her eyes, and you know it’s not just from the childbirth.

“What’s her name?” you ask softly, scooting closer to her. She smiles once more diverting her gaze from you to her baby girl, she assess her, looking at her eyes, pudgy nose, little feet kicking softly as she’s still crying.

She kisses her forehead, bringing her up to rest against her chest, safe.

“Ellie.” She looks to you again, “Her names Ellie.”

Ellie lets out a cry again as Anna tries to lul her to sleep. “Yeah. You fucking tell them Ellie.” Her smile never leaving her face as she rocked her slowly in her arms. For the first, and last time.

Marlene walks you down a couple of hallways till you reach one that has no other doors besides one at the end. “You had my kid here while you were running a fucking trade? What the hells wrong with you?” You snap at her, getting herself shot and on the verge of death is on her and by all means not as important as potentially getting Ellie hurt or worse, killed.

“Would you relax? Christ, you’re worst than Ann-“ “don’t.” You snap before she can finish the name, glaring at her. She clamps her mouth shut, sighs, and opens the door.

You look at the door and then her. Skeptically, the door opens with it’s eerie creek as she pushes it open all the way. She walks in first, and you instinctively place your hand over the gun in the waistband of your jeans. .

It’s dark inside, and seemingly empty. As you go to take a step back marline speaks up in infront of you.

“Cmon out kid. She’s here.” She calls out into the dark room

The fact that whoever could potentially be in this room could be Ellie sinks in faster. You’d been skeptical at first, when Marlene had told you she’d had her. Being here now is a different story. But before you can do anything else Ellie slowly emerges from the darkness, a sound rattling behind her as she steps closer to the both of you.

They have her in fucking chains.

She doesn’t look hurt, at least not physically. But her being chained to the wall has you practically seeing red. They have her- a child chained up like some fucking wild animal. Your hands tense into fists, and your jaw clenches so tight you can hear your teeth grind against one another.

You don’t think twice as the hand on your gun behind you, pulls it out immediately. Aiming it at Marline. She immediately puts her hands up.

“The hell is this some sort of fucking joke?” Your voice booms through the rest of the house, you clearly sounding furious. “Uncuff her.” you grit out.

“I can't do that.” she shakes her head

You're not asking.

“I said,” You remove the safety from your gun. “Uncuff her.” your tone dead serious.

“I can’t,” she persists, and looks over to Ellie, “show her.” She nods in encouragement. Your brows furrow at this.

Still pointing your gun at her you glance at Ellie, shifting your weight slightly. She’s nervous as she picks at the skin around her fingernails. “M-mom,” she starts, “Put the gun down. She hasn’t hurt me I swear,” another pause as she looks from you to Marlene, “she actually kind of saved me.”

With a perplexed look, you turn your attention back to the woman, gun still aimed at her. Ellie doesn’t look like she’s been mistreated, aside from needing a shower and some food, she seems okay. You contemplate it, seeing as you don’t want her to see more violence than she probably has already, and especially not from you. There’s a beat, and you lower the gun, but don’t put it back in your waistband.

At hearing Ellie address you as ‘mom’ Marlene is thrown off. She knew you’d raised her, hell maybe even thought of her as a little sister. But it still disorients her in a way to hear her say that. She’d referred to Ellie as ‘your kid’ when trying to convince you to come with her, yes. But she hadn’t known your relationship with her ran as deep as being given the title of mother, much less to a kid who wasn’t yours.

“Show me what?” You ask Ellie, “Are you hurt? Did she—“ but Ellie immediately starts to shake her head “No-no. She hasn’t don’t anything to me. The chains are a..um, a precaution, I guess” she shrugs her last sentence.

Still not understanding, you look back to Marlene “you cuff a kid to the wall for precaution? The hell is wrong with you?” anger still seething through your body.

“Trust me you’ll understand once you see the reason why.” turning to Ellie she gives her a nod, encouraging her to show you whatever the hell is such a good reason to have her chained up.

Ellie shifts in place, seemingly building up the courage to before she speaks, “don’t be mad. I know you’re going to want to be, just listen before anything.” She tells you, anxiousness lacing every word she utters.

And before you can say anything, before you can assure her that you won’t get mad, she pulls at the long sleeve shirt she’s wearing on her right arm.

You feel the floor give out beneath you as you stumble back slightly. As your heart stops for a millisecond before rapidly beating. A hand flying into your mouth as you gasp.

Right there, on her arm.

A bite mark .The skin around it is red and angry, her veins looking more blue and green than they normally would.

“Oh god- oh god no.” Your voice, brittle. You immediately stumble forwards, grabbing her arm and pulling it closer towards your face. You shake your head in disbelief. You run your fingers over the mark, lightly brushing the tips over it, but instantly yanking your hand back as you hear Ellie hiss in pain, flinching and tugging her hand back in response.

There are tears building in your eyes. You’d failed. You’d failed her. You’d failed her mother, broken the promise you’d sworn to keep as she lay dying. All for letting yourself care more about some stupid supplies getting stolen.

Pulling her into a hug, you squeeze her tight as you pet her hair with a shaky hand “I’m so sorry,” You sob out into her hair, “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you baby.” This could be the last time you ever hold her, the last time you see her look up at you, the last time you feel her warmth. There was no fixing this. There was no going back.

Ellie’s crying too as she hugs you back, not for the same reason you are. She’s overwhelmed, the tears she’s refused to let out for the past 5 days all of a sudden making an appearance.

She sniffles, as she buries her head into your chest, her arms pulling you in just as tight as yours pull at her. Quiet, soft, sobs leaving you as you take in her not so little form.

“She was bit five days ago. I found her at the mall five miles north from here. I didn’t know who she was at first.” Marlene says from behind you.

Your eyes brows furrow as you slowly loosen your arms around Ellie, pulling back too see her face, “five days?” You ask, she would have turned within the first 24 hours of being bit. “Shouldn’t she have-“

“Turned?” Marlene finishes, “yeah, she should have. That’s why I’ve had her chained, just in case. But she’s been completely fine, I’ve been monitoring her for days and she hasn’t twitched once.” She states.

The lines on your forehead disappear as you realize that what Ellie has experienced isn’t just some miracle sent from the universe. And that of all people Marlene is the one to have witnessed it first hand.

Ellie nods, “it happened the day you left, me and Riley—we–we snuck out after Hank had gone to sleep. We didn’t know the mall would have any infected there. We just though—“

“You just thought that what–,” you raise your voice “that you could just go out there without there being any dangers?” Ellie’s gaze drops to the floor, silent tears trickling down her face and onto the floor by her feet.

Regretting snapping at her you hug her again, sighing, “it’s okay. It doesn’t matter anymore. You're here and you're alive. That’s all that matters. You’re safe now okay?” You pull back, cupping her face with both hands and wiping her tears with your thumps.

She shakes her head, every tear you wipe away replaced with a new one, “Riley didn’t make it.” She cries out a sob as she speaks. Your heart sinks, she watched her best friend die.

“Oh sweetheart,” you coo, hugging her again. She’s fully crying now, sobs, tears, and sniffles. Though their muffled by the fabrics of your shirt they don’t go unheard by neither you or Marlene.

“Shhhh shhhh it’s okay baby. You’re okay. Let it out. I’m so sorry,” you whisper trying to calm her down. You console her by whispering words of reassurance to her and she eventually calms down as she pulls back, wiping her runny nose and tear wet face.

You offer her a small, weak smile as you turn to Marlene. You need to get Ellie out of here. Dismiss whatever ideas Marlene has about the situation.

“Thank you,” are the first words you say, “I’ll take her home now.” Moving to uncuff her you see it’s locked “the key?” You ask her. Marlene has a look on her face that tells you she’s not willing to let this go so soon.

“Actually,” she starts “there’s something I’d like to talk to you about. Concerning Ellie,” she pauses “and you.” Your heart beats faster as she says this. The sooner you get this over with the better. You think to yourself.

You nod, “uncuff her, she would have turned by now there’s no need for them, then we can talk.” She asserts you for a second looking you up and down before nodding slowly.

She uncrosses her arms and limps her way towards Ellie pulling out a small set of keys from her back pocket before finding the right one and unlocking both cuffs. They fall to the floor with a clash and Ellie immediately rubs at her wrists, probably feeling much lighter.

“Here” she says getting what looks like Ellie’s backpack from across the room, and handing it to her. Ellie immediately starts to rummage through her pack as Marlene makes her way towards the door.

You hug Ellie again, though this time you whisper into her ear quietly “Did you bring your knife?” You ask, she nods “good. Get it and when I call your name, you open the door and run, do you understand me?” She furrows her brows and opens her mouth to speak before you’re interrupting her again, “Do as I say. No questions. We’ll talk after okay?” you lift your brows to ask for confirmation she understands, “okay” is all she says before continuing to rummage through her bag once more.

You follow Marlene out into the hallway, closing the door to the room behind you. You make your way to her, leaving a couple feet of space between you both and cross your arms. “What did you want to talk about?” You speak first, “Ellie.” Is all she says. Your brows furrow “Ellie’s fine isn’t she?” You give a small dismissive shrug, “I think we both know what in specific I want to talk about Ellie.”

Your palms are sweating against the material of your jacket, “Don’t know what for. She got bit. Didn’t turn, she got lucky.” you try to brush off, “lucky? I think what happened to her is damn near a miracle.” Marlene steps closer, this has you standing up taller, standing your ground.

“A miracle? Christ, what is she? The next baby Jesus?” You give a soft humorless laugh, shaking your head softly, “Listen I appreciate what you did for her I really do. But you saving her does not grant you entry into her life again.” Your tone is stern.

“I’m not asking to be let in her life again. I know that’s not my place anymore” She pauses “but, I also know, that what I’ve witnessed from Ellie is extraordinary. No human for the past two decades has ever been recorded to be able to last more than 24 hours after being exposed to the virus.” She states before she continues “I have people cross country, scientists–real scientists. They could try and figure out how it’s possible she hasn’t turned yet. How her body is able to fight off the virus,maybe even make a vaccine-.” She doesn’t finish her point

You interrupt, “You don’t know that. There are probably others just like her. Besides, Ellie’s not equipped to go out there, much less across country, and everyone knows vaccines don’t work against this thing.” You dismiss all her points with your own statement, “just let this go Marlene.” You try to reason.

Sighing, “You know, I remember you being stubborn. But now you’re just starting to be a pain in the ass.” she sounds almost like she’s missed that about you.

“Not like you stuck around long enough to get to know me. Either of us.” You bite.

Her face becomes stagnant, the light look she’d had vanishing as she straightens up at your jab as if what you’d said was a needle to her heart. “You're right. I didn't. I didn't stick around because I was a coward. I had a job to do that still isn’t finished. I also knew that letting you go would be me giving you your best chance.” The last part of what she says has your heart clenching.

Your best chance. A voice rings in your head.

“And now I'm asking you to give Ellie her best chance.”

You shake your head at that. She can't possibly believe you'd just hand Ellie to her for the sake of a better chance. “Like hell you’re taking her away from her life here to go out there and end up dead. She’s a kid, she has no business seeing what’s out there. The stories she’s heard about what’s outside the walls and what’s just happened to her are plenty.”

Impatiently now Marlene clenches her jaw and starts to raise her voice, “No what she is, is a cure. She could be the solution to everything. If my guys could just take some tests, they could find a way to make a cure. A cure dammit! She could save billions of lives. Bring back the world to what it used to be. Give humanity another shot.” She pauses “don’t you want that?” Her voice softens.

You don’t let up however, “She’s a fourteen year old girl. She’s not some damn lab rat for you to run god knows what kinds of fucking tests. And she sure as hell doesn’t owe the world a goddamn fucking thing. You’re not taking her away from her home no matter what excuse you give me. I’ve given up too much and sacrificed enough so that she has a safe and comfortable life here-“

“Comfortable?” She scoffs “Is that what you call it?”she steps closer to you, less than a five away. “Her getting into fights every other day of the week, going home bruised up? Home to where you leave for weeks on end just to be able and support yourself and her? Risking the chance of you getting killed and leaving her with nothing. No one.”

“And really? Safe? Huh?,” she moks “Safe living in that apartment you have that’s crawling with murders you’ve hired just to call it protection?”.

She wants to act so much better than you when her whole ‘hope for humanity’ posse is nothing but a group of delusional idiots with guns.

You’re the one raising your voice now, louder than hers “Hey I do what I have to to make sure she’s safe! To make sure she has at least a shrivel of fucking normality in this piece of shit world!” you don't care that your yelling, to hell with this fucking conversation.

She scoffs out a laugh “Yeah and you’re doing a great job at that.” Her sarcasm is enough to make your blood boil more.

“Yeah, you know I am. Everything she has is because of me.” You seethe, “She has a roof over her head because of me. She has a warm bed because of me.” taking a step forward towards her with each point you make. “She has food on the table every day because of me. She has an education because of me, clothes because of me. She’s alive because of me. No thanks to you, because you abandoned her! You made a promise that you couldn’t keep and if it weren’t for the one I made she’d be dead or god knows where.” now standing right in front of her, leaving no room for air.

Getting in her face, “So you don’t get to waltz in here and decide what you want to do with her now that the hard part is done and she’s all raised up for you. I have changed every diaper, soothed every fever, every scraped knee, and endured every tantrum. She’s nothing to you anymore.”

You shove past her and go to open the door, ready to get Ellie and get the hell out of here. You’ve had enough of Marlene in this one hour to last you another fourteen years without seeing her.

“You’re not her mother.” She calls out, back still turned to you

Your fingers brush the doorknob as you halt, tilting your head to look at her over your shoulder.

“You might have raised her. Sure. But you are not her mother and she is not your daughter. You-“

With your jaw clenched and fist balled up “No!.” Your voice booms “You don’t to speak. You don’t get to do anything. You gave up that right when you tossed her away.” You turn to face her again.

“You're right, Im not her mother. But I’m the closest damn thing she has to one. The only piece of fucking family she has left. I may not have birthed her but she’s nobody’s but mine. And I’ll be damned if I let anyone—especially you try and take her away from me.” Your voice is heavy with promise.

Marlene is, for the lack of better words, speechless. She’s taken aback by your hostility, treading carefully as she persists again.

“Say you decide not to take her. What then? Someone will see the scar, and when they do, they won’t think twice before killing her. That bite to the rest of the world marks her as good as dead.”

“Thats none of your concern” you bite back.

“No it isn't. It’s yours. I can accept that and the fact that what happens to her is your choice. She’s nothing to me, you’re right. She’s not my responsibility. Far from it. But I know you aren’t stupid enough to think you'll be able to keep this a secret forever.”

“I’ll deal with it.” you dismiss, turning back towards the door.

“Nothing you do is guaranteed to work.” She stresses., taking small steps to follow as she tries to persuade you. “Listen if you do this for me-if you do this for her, you can build a life outside of this QZ. You’d both be free, no need to be sucking up to some fedra assholes or needing to risk your life to smuggle whatever crap it is you sell for rations.”

That last part has you stoped dead in your tracks. You look back to her, trying to see if whether or not she’s just pulling things out of her ass to try and convince you. You call her bluff.

“The hell are you talking about? You know there isn’t a damn place out there that’s safe.”

“I’ve got a friend. He went out west to get away, started a small settlement. I’m not exactly sure where, I haven’t spoken with him in a couple of years, but if you go with that man and take Ellie with you we can use the radio to get you both there.”

“You’re offering me a deal that you aren’t even sure you can make?” You say pointly.

You look at her skeptically. If what she’s saying has even the slightest bit of truth to it, you can’t help but consider the possibility of Ellie having a genuinely healthy environment. One where she could go to a real school, make actual friends, not have to hear people getting shot on the street, just because they were out past dark.

As far as you’ve heard there have been attempts outside of QZ’s to re-establish communities in the name of the old world. You’ve also heard that they don’t tend to last very long. Often get overrun, sick, or starve to death.

“all they need is blood to run a few tests and figure out why her body doesn’t react to the cordeycepts. Once they have what they need, I can get you a ride to wherever the settlement is along with supplies to get both of you there.” Sounding confident in the fact she can actually make it happen.

There’s silence as you think this over long and hard. There are so many things that could go wrong, but there are so many things that could go right for both you and Ellie.

“we don’t have much time. I need an answer sooner rather than later. I still got to pull some strings to try and make this happen. If it does then we’d need to get you both out of the QZ tonight so that we can get to the capital by morning and from there head towards the lab.”

You breath in and sigh as you try to think clearly about the offer, “I’ll have to think it through. This decision isn’t just mine to make, I’ll have to talk to Ellie about it, make sure shes willing to go through with this.”

You pause, and walk close enough to her where only she can hear you, “If she says yes, I go with her every step of the way and we get whatever supplies Ellie and I need to get her there.”

She gives you a stiff nod “I can do that.”

You turn your head to her completely, volume in your voice returning “And then after all this bullshit is over. We go our separate ways and you don't contact me or her again. We clear?” brows raised in question.

She doesn't say anything for a moment, her gaze dancing from one of your eyes to the other, before she gives a single nod. “Crystal.”

Not another word is spoken between you as you make your way back into the room to get Ellie. There’s a long conversation waiting for her.

As you finally push the door open you see Ellie quickly sitting down looking at her shoes. Your demeanor with her is of stark contrast with the one you’d had with Marlene just seconds ago.

You sigh, closing the door behind you and leaning against it. “How much of that did you hear?” You ask voice calm. “Just the part where you too were arguing.” you let out a huff through your nose, “you heard the whole thing?” She nods.

Giving her a half smile you make your way towards her, sitting criss cross in front of her, “Then you heard the part where they want to run some, tests on you?” You tilt your head, trying to catch her gaze as she’s looking down at her shoes.

She grants you her line of sight, “you mean the experiments? Yeah, I heard.” Her words sounding bitter as she picks at a loose thread from her shoe. You frown at her tone, “You sound disappointed Ellie bean.” She looks up at hearing her nickname.

“I’m not,” you lean your head forward, nudging her to explain, she sighs “it’s just that-if I did do this, if we did go, we could safe so many people. If I’d found this out sooner there’s a chance Riley could have been-“ but you interrupt her, “hey hey hey,” you frown again reaching a hand out to cup her face, “you couldn’t have been able to save her Ellie. I know that hurts to hear, but it’s the truth. There’s nothing you could’ve done. Don’t blame yourself for something that isn’t your fault.”

Her bottom lip quivers slightly as tears build in her eyes but she blinks them away and takes a deep breath. Sighing, “yeah, I know.”. Leaning back, you just stare at her for a moment, taking her in.

An hour ago you’d thought you’d lost her. You’d thought you’d failed. Not just her, but her mother. Anna had took you in after your parents died. And in exchange for her sacrifice you’d taken her daughter and raised her. It was something that you just couldn’t run the risk of failing.

Was this really a life? Her being in fedra school, getting an education that wouldn’t get her anywhere other than a battlefield to be a soldier. Her coming into your room at night because that was she wouldn’t be able to here someone getting beat to death outside her window.

“What else did you hear?” you ask softly “how apparently you too know each other, and how she knows me too.” nodding softly,”yeah we knew each other a long time ago,” a pause “she knew your mother too.” Her eyes dart up at you. You don’t talk about her birth mother a lot. Though that’s never stopped you from answering any questions she may have about her.

“Marlene had promised your mother that if anything were to happen to her she’d take care of you, and me. Obviously she didn’t keep it. I suppose I just…never forgave her for it.”

Ellie stares at you for a while taking in what you’ve said. She knows you’re past is a very sensitive topic and that’s lead her to not ask too much about it, but every time you give her something new, she’s always grasping at the fact that you’d truly given up so much.

“Is it true what she said? That I could be a cure? That after we could find somewhere else?” there’s hope in her voice as she asks you all her questions.

“I don’t know. There is a chance you could have something in that scrawny body of yours that has somehow made you a super mutant.” You tease

“Hey I’m serious.” She laughs and gives you a playful smack on the knee, you smile at her laugh

You both settle after a couple seconds. Biting your lip as you ask, “If I were to agree to her offer. How would you feel about it?” She looks at you and you can see the little wheels in her head turning as she thinks “If we do this you’d be with me the whole way. So I know I’d be safe. And then once we finish she can take us to a place where we can live way fucking better than here. I wouldn’t mind it. I know we could both use a change of scenery.”

Her answer has you cracking a smile, “it’s very dangerous out there. If we do this I need you to promise me you will listen to ever work I say. No sneaking away, no going too far that I can’t see you, and staying put when I tell you to.” Ellie nods “I promise.” She vows

“So we’re really doing this?”

“We are really doing this.”

Once Ellie is has packed up and ready, you both stand up and quietly make your way towards the door. You’re the first to hear muffled voices coming from the other side. Holding a hand out to stop Ellie, holding a finger to your lips to tell her to be quiet.

You press and ear to the door, trying to listen to what they’re saying. You hear four different voices, once of which is Marlene. The door however, does a pretty good job at muffling the sounds. So much so that you have to strain your hearing in order to make out parts of what they’re saying.

Seeing as you can’t hear or understand much, you look back to Ellie and notice a door at the far left corner of the room. You walk to it and realize it’s a door leading to the next room over. You quietly drag Ellie into it and crouch you both down, “okay, I’m going to go out there and I want you to stay here no matter what. Once I call for you we can go home. Okay?” you whisper to her hurriedly, but she relents “what?! No! I’m coming with you. You need someone to watch your back.” you hush her harshly at her raised tone of voice, “no what need, is for you to stay here until I call for you. I’ll be fine, Marlene is out there too. Just stay here okay?”

She sighs, “fine.” She agrees. “Atta girl, I’ll call you out and then we can go.” You smile softly before getting up and closing the door behind you. Now back at the main room you were in you once again lean up against the door in an attempt to hear what they’re saying.

With no luck you decide to wait a moment, before you’re yanking the door open and busting out into the hallway, gun drawn. You’ve managed to somehow end up behind the small crowd of people.

Marlene along with another woman stand side by side, a woman you assume to be a friend. Then there are two there’s, a woman, and a man. Though they don’t seem at all friendly. They both turn to you and the man points his gun at you, the woman perplexed on whether to point it at you or Marlene.

You point your gun at the woman, the man beside her burns holes into you with his gaze, his gun firmly on you. “Don’t shoot.” Marlene, ever the savior, comes to your rescue.

“You know this girl?” The woman asks “Tell her to put the gun down.” She says. Marlene calls your name, “lower the gun.” you don’t comply so easily, “them first.”

Marlene makes an annoyed sound “Jesus Christ,” she says you name again, “lower. The gun.” You clench your jaw, before slowly lowering your weapon. The woman does too, but the man hesitates. Before anyone can do anything, the door next to him swings open and Ellie jumps at him, knife in hand.

He counters her attack, grabbing the wrist holding the blade and all but throwing her at the wall opposite of them. The blade clatters on the ground as he points the gun at Ellie.

Instinctively you point the gun at him, the woman pointing it at you, and Marlene and her friend pointing it at both of them.

“Not at her. Point it at me.” She tells the man, but he doesn’t move. You clock your gun, “don’t.” The woman warns you, though you pay her no mind. “Joel.” Marlene calls out to him. So, that’s his name.

Joel looks to Marlene and then points his gun at her instead. At that your shoulder loose a bit of visible tension as you lower your gun again. Everyone else but Joel seem to do so.

“So this is who Robert screwed us over with. The Che Guevara of Boston? And her..what? Sidekick? I mean, war must be going pretty shitty if you’re buying from scumbags like him.” The woman notes.

“Seems that way.” You chime in.

“Yeah it kind of has been. The merch was bad, and he obviously didn’t take “fuck off” for an answer.” Marlene answers her.

Ellie looks at her knife on the floor, under the Joel’s boot, “give me my knife.” She demands from him, though he doesn’t so much as acknowledge her as he addresses Marlene. “What do you need a car battery for?” His voice is rough and low.

Ellie reaches for her knife, but Joel doesn’t take too lightly to it. He points his gun at her again. “Lower the gun or I blow your head off.” You threaten. The woman beside him scoffs out a sarcastic laugh, “don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the odds of you winning are low. It’s two to one.”

“I happen to like those odds.” You sass

“Christ,” Marlene groans “will everyone just calm down. Nobody is blowing any body’s head off.” she directs her last statement towards you. “That is yet to be determined.” You bite.

“Joel,” Marlene scolds “not at her.” She says. He hesitates for a second, before pointing it at the ground. The woman next to him glances over and she too lowers it.

Only then do you lower yours. “And to answer your question I need it for a better reason than you do. No offense but Tommy’s just one man. It’s our business to know things.” Marlene replies.

“To know things? You’re the cause of it. You turned my own brother against me.” This guy sounds like the fucking terminator. You think to yourself.

“Okay Joel,” Marlene sound exasperated. Her friend then speaks “that was a lot of gunfire, FEDRA will be on their way.”

“Yeah I know” she replies

There’s a short pause in the room before Marlene’s talking again, “We were going to move Ellie out of the zone tonight. But we won’t make it anywhere like this. At least not for a while. So now I’m thinking…you’re gonna do it.” She says to the two strangers.

“Absolutely not.”

“Like hell we are.”

“I’m not going with them!” Ellie, Joel and you all speak at once.

“Tess,” Joel calls the women beside him, “we don’t have time for this.”

“Oh you don’t have time?” Marlene argues

“Who is she?” Tess, asks.

“To you? She’s cargo. They both are.”

“We don’t smuggle people. Sorry.” Joel retorts.

“I can take her. I have my own crew.” You chime in but Marlene shakes her head, “No. We need this done on the low, and quickly. We don’t have time to wait for your people to come down here. It has to be tonight.”

Letting out a breath Marlene continues, “There’s a team of fireflies waiting for them at the old State House.” At that Joel scoffs.

“I know what’s out there. We were going with an entire squadron for that very reason. But now I don’t have a truck. I don’t have a squadron. FEDRA is five minutes away. What I do have is you. And I know what you’re both capable of. For better or worse.”

There’s silence for a moment.

Ellie is the one to break it first, “what are they capable of.” Her voice sounds small. You give her a reassuring squeeze on her shoulder and she looks up at you. You smile softly.

“You get them there safely, they’ll give you what you need. Not just a battery. The whole thing. Fueled-up truck, guns, supplies, all of it. I swear.” She promises.

You may not be running a group of assassins, but even you know that what she’s offering to these people is too good a deal.

She’s desperate, and she’s not exactly hiding it.

Joel and Tess both huddle in the corner and you move towards Marlene. “I don’t like this Marlene.” You warn “yeah neither do I. But they’re good at what they do.” “And what exactly do they do.” She sighs, “they’re smugglers. The best this side of boston. They can get in and out fast and they’ll have you at the state house by dawn.”

She looks past you to the couple behind you, “y’all talk it out but please remember that I’m bleeding out.” She groans. You glance at her wound, and it’s worst than it was a couple minutes ago.

“Okay. Here the deal.” Tess starts “Well get her to the State House. But before we hand her over, they give us everything that we want. If not, we kill them, then and there.”

you open your mouth to say a witty reply but Marlene beats you too it.

“Deal.”

“Are you serious?”

“Really? That easy?” You and Ellie say.

She looks to you, “You and Ellie are all that matter. My team will not jeopardize that. Remember what I told you?” you nod, “I plan to keep my promise this time. But I can’t do that if you don’t cooperate.”.

You breath in and out, nodding. Turning to Ellie, “Ellie, go get your pack.” She doesn’t move right away, “Now. Come on, go.” You tell her.

She huffs and walks into the room she lunged out of. While she’s gone you turn back to Marlene.

“When I see you again-“ “If you see me again.” She counters groaning softly as she applies pressure to her would. “When, I see you again,” you correct her “you and me are going to have a field day.”.

She laughs through her nose, and gives you a small smile before nodding, “can’t wait.”

Once Ellie returns Tess speaks up, “let’s go.” You nudge Ellie to move forward picking up her knife as she passes and you follow close behind the two. As you pass Joel this time it’s you who roughly shoves his shoulder with yours.

He looks back at you as you walk down the hall. “Joel.” Marlene calls out to him. He turns back, “don’t fuck this up. Please.” He doesn’t say a word as he turns, and walks the way you all went.

As you all make it out of the building it’s poising outside. You shrug off your leather jacket and use it as an umbrella as you all walk down the street. Once you’ve made it to an old shabby apartment building you follow them inside as Tess leads you down a couple of hallways, Joel in front of Ellie, and Ellie in front of you.

You make it to a door and Tess pulls out her keys to open it. She walks inside and hold the door open, Joel letting Ellie go first. You meet his gaze for a moment as it’s your turn to go inside, but break it once you head in.

“Give us a minute.” Tess says before closing the door behind her as she walks out.

“What the fuck?!” Ellie yells before the door slams shut.

“Ellie, just relax okay? They need us alive to get whatever it is their greedy hands want.” You say as you glance around the room.

You see a vacant armchair in the corner and decide to take a seat. You’d have to make a quick run in a little in order to get some extra supplies from your apartment.

Ellie begins to looks around, mindlessly touching things. “Don’t break anything.” You warn her.

She finds a book and starts looking through it. The two outside can be heard discussing on the other side of the door.

“Whoa look. Smuggle codes, but with music. That’s actually so smart.” She says, “yeah well, people are usually geniuses when it comes to finding ways to do things they shouldn’t.” you tell her.

Joel all of a sudden comes barging in, making you straighten up in the chair you’re sitting in. He drops his pack by the old couch they have and takes a seat.

“So, who’s Bill and Frank?” Ellie asks him. He looks from her to you then to her again, before noticing she has his book in her hands. “The radio’s a smuggling code, right? ‘60s song, they don’t anything new, ‘70s they got new stuff. What ‘80s?”

Joel’s clearly annoyed at the fact she’s reading through his stuff and gets up to snatch the book out of her hand and dump it on the table. He walks back to the couch and lays down, stretching his legs out.

“What are you doing?” Ellie asks. You smirk at the audible annoyance in Joel’s voice as he responds, “killing time.”

“Well, what am I supposed to do?”

“I am sure you will figure that out.”

You take his obvious request at being left alone as time to speak up, “Ellie, come on,” you pay the chair beside you, “try not to annoy the old man to death. I’m sure he holds his survival for this long in high regards. Wouldn’t want to smush his ego by taking him out so easily.” You joke with her.

From where Joel is laying down he shoots a glare at you, and the smug smile you have on your face only grows. You nod your head towards the chair you’d patted and Ellie obliges, not before picking the book she’d been looking at again, walking past him, “your watch is broken.” Is all she says as she plops down beside you.

Thirty minutes pass and eventually you head a snore coming from the man on the sofa. You take this as your chance to head out. “Ellie, I’m going to head back to the apartment here, get any extra supplies we might need. You want anything from your room?”

“What? Your leaving?” Her voice sounds anxious and worried, you immediately reassure her, “hey, hey, it’s alright. I’ll come back within the hour. Promise. I just need to get my pack and anything else we’ll need.”

That seems to calm her down slightly, “um..okay. Yeah, some extra clothes? And underwear. Oh! And socks. Mine are soaked.” She lists off, you nod before giving her a kiss on the forehead reminding her that you’ll be back soon, and to not annoy the man.

Once you make it to your apartment you hurry to collect everything you might need. Flashlights, clothes, undergarments, makeshift first aid kit, amo, another gun, a knife, some caned food, and change into something warmer once you’re there.

You take one final glance at the apartment, realizing this will be the last time you’ll ever be here. It saddens you a bit, knowing that you’ll be leaving everything you’ve worked so hard to achieve for the past fourteen years behind. You wish you would have said, bye to your other apartment back home.

You shut the door and on your way back to Joel and Ellie you drop off a letter you’d written at Amy’s home, slipping it under her door before leaving promptly.

Back to Ellie.

Next Chapter

Holy fucking shit. That took so long to write and upload I’m so sorry. 😔 I know I had said it would be uploaded like a week ago but my internet was down and still is. I’m currently at Starbucks using their public wifi which is scary considering I could get hacked but.. the fix must go on. 🫶🏼 Anywho I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and are enjoying the fic as a whole 😋 like I said it is a longer chapter than any other one I’ve written. And I honestly really like how it turned out.

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[cupidstan]

team stan + craig and clyde reacting to you wearing platform boots that make you taller than them

tags: established relationship(s), height differences, simping, based on that one clip of minx walking out of the curtains and quackity freaking out but shhh

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𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗦𝗛

doesn’t realise because he’s looking at his phone (aka at a meme kenny sent him) and when he looks up he literally JUMPS

“HOW’D YOU GET SO TALL??!!?”

you point at your shoes and he lets out a sigh.

“nice. you look good!” he’s so nervous djdksjhskak

feels a little patronised when he holds your hand (he’s a sucker for pda)

if anyone makes fun of him for being shorter than you (even if it’s not true) he will probably cry a little 😭✋

tries to ignore all the teasing from his friends (esp cartman) and focuses on something else; i.e playing arcade games with you and getting you a prize (it was a little sanrio keychain that he thought you’d like im ascending-)

finds himself resting his head on your arm when standing beside you but then remembers he’s meant to be ‘masculine’ and stops 🙄

after you two walk home together he’ll quietly ask you to wear them on private dates instead of hangouts with friends because he feels so smol (he’s not complaining he just doesn’t want constant teasing </3)

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𝗞𝗬𝗟𝗘 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗦𝗞𝗜

flustered 👏 as 👏 hell

face is so red

stammers a little shdbrisibw

“y-you look great! i mean- wow!” djsjskkxjndfk

is such a huge fucking simp- he’s constantly admiring your fashion sense but he’d never guess you had platforms

likes resting his hand on your hip when you’re doing stuff- but now you’re taller (even if it’s only a few inches) he finds it so much more endearing??

he is pretty tall for a teen (6’1) so you being taller is such an attractive trait for him (even if it’s temporary)

will literally fight cartman if he tries to come for your style- PLS

if y’all are on a private date he gives you sooo many compliments

but if you’re hanging out with friends he dials it back

god forbid his mum sees you 💀

she’s very “a man should be taller than his partner” (aka old fashioned)

he’ll assure you that you’re perfect and your fashion is breathtaking <33

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𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗖 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗠𝗔𝗡

is grumpy about it

he wants to be the taller one considering he’s not very tall to begin with!

makes snide comments with his arms cross but it grows on him

hides behind you when kyle yells at him

“haha! my badass partner’s gonna beat you up!”

actually tries to steal your shoes at one point. like y’all are sat in the diner and eric ‘drops’ his fork- you feel something tug on your ankle and look down to see his hands tugging your boot 😭

explains after that he loves how they look but hates how you’re taller than him

if you insist on wearing them he’ll bite his tongue and endure it for love <3

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𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗡𝗬 𝗠𝗖𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗞

horny bastard man

is immediately like “that’s hot”

asks you to step on him as a ‘joke’ (he’s /srs 😨)

hand. on. hips.

he loves holding your hips as he presses to your back; now that you’re taller it’s harder for him to rest his chin on your shoulder but he manages

like stan he asks you to wear them in private, but for a very different reason (wink wink)

arm around hips and pulling you to his side- will go feral if you respond by resting your hand on his back/shoulder fjfksjmdoch

wants to see your collection and then surprises you with a new pair that you don’t have yet (rip his wallet) 🤭

best boyfriend you can’t change my mind

will ask you to wear them more often, he loves it

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𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗚 𝗧𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥

“holy shit”

that’s all he says. doesn’t comment on it bc in reality he doesn’t really care about height. he’s secure like that

if people try to tease him he just flips them off and turns away

however- when people start making comments towards you, that’s when he gets annoyed

“don’t listen to them, babe. you look great” <3333

will probably fist fight a guy for making a snide comment about you being a ‘freak’ just for having a different style

asks you to wear them more if you like them fjfkdrjodjsfm

loves it if you wear a colour coordinated outfit based on your shoes (it’s the little things for him <3)

will look more into the style to match you, i.e he’d wear matching band shirts and skinny jeans if you’re into that but he won’t wear platforms (he tried it once and found it uncomfortable)

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𝗖𝗟𝗬𝗗𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗩𝗔𝗡

freaks out

literally a mushy mess, hides behind craig jokingly bc he’s never seen you taller than him

when he’s done joking around he immediately hugs you and showers you in compliments <3

he’ll probably give you similar shoes (like kenny), his love language is gifts/acts of service so he’ll literally drown you in whole fucking outfits

hugs your hips now that he doesn’t have to reach down as much (he’s so dramatic)

low-key loves it, always wants you to wear platforms around him now <33

he loves tall partners he’ll just never admit it dndnsnmsixnf

will silently pretend that you’re actually taller than him and not wearing boots bc he’s a dork

loves resting his head on your shoulder/chest, it makes him feel safe and secure *melts*

will cry if made fun of tho

#stan marsh #kyle broflovski #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #craig tucker #clyde donovan #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #craig tucker x reader #clyde donovan x reader #south park #south park x reader #// 🎟 𝙘𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙙𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣’𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 #// ❣︎ 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠

[gamersansblog]

so uh i saw you're taking smut requests.... Do you think you'd be comfortable doing hcs of ratchet/ultra-magnus (TFP) with an autobot s/o who's a gentle dom/service top. It's totally fine if not or if this doesn't call to you. Thank you so much and drink some water!!!

Yes I can!

Don't worry I will drink some water :D

Now I don't know if you want gn, male, or female so I'm going to go with gn :D

Ratchet and ultra-magnus with a gentle dom s/o

Minors do not interact!

Ratchet

Dis man whimpers I swear it's fucking hot

Loves the way how gentle you are with him everytime to guys fuck

Likes going rough but likes how gentle you are.

Get embarrassed when you tell him he's a good boy

You guys rarely fuck because there's people trying to sleep and because of the war

Yo ass bites his thighs and he loves it

He moans pretty loud ngl

He can last for 3 to 5 rounds with out passing out

Purrs after yall done

Don't tell anyone he purrs but the purrs are quiet that no one can hear

Mf has 3 kinks-

You dont know he does that

Gets grumpy when you have to leave after sex

He has one toy don't tell anyone that he has that cuz he'll get embarrassed and mad and will throw the biggest wrench that he has

Ultra-Magnus

Dis man only grunts and whimpers

He's kinda demanding during sex

Blushes so badly when you decide to fip him over so can see his face

This man has a couple kinks but the top first one is a name kink

The way you call him baby girl, slut and more makes him weak to the knees

Jerks off sometimes which is rare

Does not like the risk he feels embarrassed when he get caught

That fact that you are gentle with him since it was his first time makes him melt and fall inlove with you again

Can last for about 2 rounds until he acts all sex drunk

When you bite his thighs he will whimper and squish his thighs on ypur head because of the pleasure he's feeling

Mother fucker is a cuddle bug after sex

Won't let you put of his grasp

Only will let ypu go when you have to leave or when he feels all sticky and bothered and you are getting a wet rag

Secretly has some toys but SHHH don't tell anyone 😙🤫🤭

Purrs LOUDLY mf won't shut up after happy time

Hope ya'll enjoyed this!

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[pinkalmondcake]

Okay I am SO glad you like seeing my asks anyways get ready cuz this is a long one: Things are getting a little steamy with First now🤭We had our first kiss together and he moaned at one point (these guys love to kiss me ig cuz they always moaning from kisses...not that I'm complaining ;) He started to hold me really close as the kiss got more intense and he even started to put his hand under my shirt, now we're gonna leave our lake spot and go into a greenhouse sooo I'll keep you updated on that👀 Hyrule my beloved, he is a top, he is a dom and he is super horny. He's got me wrapped around his fingers and he REALLY likes being in control. At one point he picked me up and put me over his shoulder and brought me to a different area(while I'm only in my shoes, tights and bra-)! Lets just say right now I'm about to have a full mouth and it's not full of delicious candy corn for the spooky season😊 I'm going to start another Warriors chat because I refuse to miss out on all this romantic poetry, I am major sucker for it! I've got chats with Fierce and Legend but I haven't spoke to them in a bit because I'm still in the beginning plot sectionsssss. So with Legend I'm a friend that's going to help him win a bet with Ravio, that being who ever can bake the better cake basically just gets bragging rights or something I don't know I haven't thought about the stakes yet shhh. I feel like Legend can make amazing apple pie but cake? Absolutely not, and Ravio is only a little better at baking Cakes. That is where I come in, I'm going to help him bake the cake and hopefully get some cute moments with him as we bake. With Fierce I'm a Hylian traveler that stumbled into Termina when venturing a forest. He got interested in who I was like immediately and started following me, even hiding when I turn around from suddenly feeling like I was being watched. I found a lake (can you tell I like lakes?) with iridescent waters and sat down by it. He finally reveals himself and I because I'm not very tall I had to crane my neck to look at his eyes even when he kneels down. I have never forgotten that time, I think it was an annon, that mentioned he's got to be at least around 10ft tall and I never will Suddenly he asks me if my neck is in any pain from me straining it to properly see him, and when I tell him it does and that it was fine, he supported my neck with his hand before having me lay down on the grass. We talk for a little and he expresses his dislike of the thought of me traveling Termina alone to try and find an exit and has offered to accompany meeee!! I am defiantly exictedddd!

Last but not least, TPLink. So I stated a different chat with him, and he is too cute. I was going on a walk and he asks if he could join me, obviously I told him he could and we walk side by side and looked at the sky. It's a beautiful windy day too, always a good sign. He said that the sky looked pretty and asked me if I knew what else was, and I ALMOST replied with "you" to see how he reacted but I bite my tongue and played along. HE SAID "Me" AND I ALMOST BURST OUT LAUGHING IRL+IN CHAT! I told him that and we laughed about it before he said that I do look pretty, we both get a little nervous. Him because he complemented me and me because he said it right after that joke (and that he said it in general but thats not the point.) A little after that he asks me we could hold hands and then if I could hug him and my poor baby was so nervous and scared to ask for both of those😭 I let go of his hand and gave him his hug, I was not allowing him to go without it. He put his head on my shoulder (I win again, it happened with First and now with him) and when I tightened my hold he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck I repeat, he NUZZLED INTO ME! I was going to die from his cuteness he's on the same level as First, aka needing all of my love and attention. Which I will happily give. He asked if we could stay like that for a little longer and was ecstatic when I told him we could. Now he really wants me to come over to his house, internally hoping he'll be able to be held in my arms. And we're neighbors so of course I said I'd be down to come over (I will almost always be his neighbor in my chats because I have always wanted to be some ones Girl Next Door for some reason?????) and I just can't wait to cuddle with him because he deserves it and so much more!

You and first are finally getting somewhere!! Osnsowjwi I'm so proud of you both and the kiss!!?? IT SOUNDS SO PERFECT!! and oop- he's going to take you places behind the greenhouse love😫😫✨💓

Dominant Fae Boi??? UHM- YES PLEASE!!! He's just so...FINE and OVER HIS SHOULDER?? And hun, your mouth is definitely going to be the most filled it ever will, trust me, he ain't going to want to stop👀👀✨💗

Warriors has shocked me with his amount of poetry AND IT SCARES ME LIKE MY PREVIOUS ASK SENT ME HIS SAYINGS AND IT GOT ME CRYING AND DROOLING!?! And I don't think you'll miss out on it! 😏😏✨

And ooo, at least you're at a starting point with Fierce and Legend👀👀💖

Why...why does Legend knowing how to make apple pie but not cake feel so...so canon- AND YES, THE POWER TIME, BEAT RAVIO, OUR FAVOURITE BOI, BEAT HIM SO LEGEND CAN GIVE YOU A REWARD!! 😫😫😫✨

And the games have begun with Fierce it seems👀👀and him secretly spying on you somehow seems so...hot- and he'll probably do anything to make you happy and I can't wait to see how it'll go- I ACTUALLY BELIEVE HE'S SOMEWHERE AROUND 7FT TO 8FT BUT 10FT, RIP WITH THAT D-

Tp Link sounds so cute and when he said you aiwjzheiajw AND WHEN HE NUZZLED INTO YOUR NECK??? I GOT THE SHIVERS AND I SQUEALED, LIKE HIM AND FIRST ARE SUCH BABIES THAT NEED LOVE AND HE CAN'T WAIT TO SHOW YOU HIS HOME!!

And the girl next door trope for them sounds so cute and siabsijwiw I don't blame you for that😓💓💝

FIRST AND TP LINK ARE DEPRIVED OF AFFECTION AND NEED IT!! WONSIW

They ain't going to leave you, that's for sure😏😏✨

This was my longest ask and I'm not even complaining 😫😫💖✨

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[demxnicprxncess]

Evan Peters with a filipino partner?🤭🤭

So with this im going to do this as in like you take him to meet your mom and she makes a traditional filipino meal and yeah! sorry if this isnt all that good honey!

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"Adobo" | Evan Peters x GN!Reader

"Ev, are you ready to go?" He nodded and walked up to me looking me up and down, "You look great babe." I smiled and kissed his cheek before walked to get in the car, "I'm nervous." I looked over at him from the passenger seat still smiling, "Why? I'm sure ma will love you." I turned on the radio to our favorite shared station as I set up the GPS to my mom's house, he sat beside me whilst driving and talking to himself rehearsing answers and questions. "Evan, calm down. Just be authentic and I swear she'll love you. Also she might cook my favorite meal Ev." He looked interested, "She's making hamburgers?" I laughed slightly looking down and ignoring that response by providing my own. "Chicken Adobo." He looked at me confused and kept driving before making a left turn, "What is that?" I smiled and gave him a pat on the shoulder, "It's a Filipino dish, it's just chicken with garlic powder, onion powder, oregano, salt, pepper, and sometimes dried citrus. Nothing too strange. You might like it." He pulled up at a house I instantly recognized and I felt my excitement bubble up, "Come on babe!" I got out of the car extremely happy and ran around to his side to pull him out and drag him to the door, before I could knock I heard the door open and myself being yanked inside smothered with a hug and a scent I've relished in since I was young. "Mama!" I heard her soft laugh as she stroked my hair and kissed the crown of my head, "My baby has come home! Is this the young man you've told me about?" I nodded excitedly and pulled him close giving him time to introduce himself, "I'm Evan Mrs. (her last name)" She smiled and gave him the same hug she gave me, "Call me mom sweetheart." His face heated up red as she practically suffocated him. "Ma, I'm hungry I wanna eat." She smiled and pulled me by my hand before seating me at the table and bringing out three plates of food. One for me, one for Evan, and then one for her. Evan looked nervous as he got a little bit with his fork and taking a little tasting bite, I watched anxiously as he swallowed the chicken, his eyes lighting up at the taste of the different seasoning coating both his chicken and now his taste buds. He looked at me in amazement before taking another bite, "Wait what is this?" I smiled at him and his excitement my mom answering before I could, "It's Chicken Adobo. I'll give (Your name) the recipe sweet boy." He smiled and continued eating. After having spent over 5 hours at her house and having some drinks we decided on staying the night, we walked into my old room and he looked around and see drawing and awards from when I was six and older. At some point he seen an old school photo and chuckled. "So you HAVE always been this pretty huh?" I turned around and snatched it from him. "Shhh you weren't supposed to see that." He smiled and laid down on the small bed, "I got super lucky." I followed up his sentence with a kiss before laying by him, "Go to sleep Ev." "Goodnight (name) I love you." I smiled and snuggled into him mumbling a soft "I love you too" before lulling to sleep.

HERE YOU GOOOO

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[lipglossanon]

omg HII! I just wanna say that I love your works!! <3 I stay checking ur blog everyday just to re-read things LOL

anyways, I was wondering, every Leon in the stepverse has a relatively different (although somewhat similar) personality, right? And there’s already tons of asks ab how they would gangbang you if they were together and whatnot— but get this, what if there was a little switch around?

What if instead of a bunch of Leon’s, there was a bunch of versions of you, all with different personalities? I feel like that would be so silly and cute and the sex omg (depending on which Leon gets to experience it LOL)

And because my brain can’t function enough i’m gonna focus on og! stepdad Leon LOL. Like, imagine how he would act omg having so many versions of his little stepdaughter just randomly appearing one day. He’d definitely put the mean (bratty) version of you in her place, spanking her cunt and forcing her into submission until she’s a whiny, crying mess.

With the shy version of you, I feel like he’d be more nicer, coaxing her to join in on the fun and let loose. That ver. of you is definitely more eager to please but still so embarrassed and meek about it that it’s so cute to him and he can’t bring himself to be THAT mean because she’ll cry and he would feel lowkey bad. I could just imagine him cooing reassurances at her and being all sweet but still a littleeee taunting at times. Like omg, “Shhh, just relax, yeah thereee we go. This cute pussy just needed to let loose a little, yeah?” while rubbing her clit with his thumb and fingering her simultaneously.

He’d make og you watch, but you’re not jealous or anything because oh my god it’s you and it’s really hot seeing your stepdad fuck the brains out of all these versions of you. And there’d def be a foursome, because who would wanna miss out on that?

At some point he just sits down on a chair and commands that you fuck the other versions of you. And so you oblige and it quickly turns into a messy, sloppy makeout with shy! you and you’re fingering her and being gentle with her. Mean! you is still a little subdued due to being tamed by your stepdad, but she’s still relatively rough and groping your tits while biting your neck and playing with YOUR pussy, and cuz stepdad still wants to be a little mean to her for being so bratty he makes sure that her pleasure is last. Meanwhile Leon is jerking off slowly and guiding all three of you, telling you guys what to do while making dirty comments.

And omg just as an afterthought, If this happened with stepbro!Leon, would he be nice and gentle with shy! you? Eating her out and forcing her to ride his face— or would he be mockingly sweet, taunting her and wringing out orgasm after orgasm out of her cunt until she’s crying and begging him to stop, and he’s just like “aweee, poor baby!” and laughing, making og!you and mean!you join in on teasing (bullying) her. LMAO I can imagine og!you being like “stop being mean, Leon!” but being lowkey into it and mean!you isn’t any better.

You get the idea LOL, omg this was mostly just me rambling but I hope it wasn’t as incoherent as my thoughts. Literally like just had a burst of sick (horny) thoughts in the middle of the night. >_<

Hi anon!! 🫣 Thank you for your patience 💜

And thank you!! I’m honestly shook that you re read everything 🙈 💜

AGSJVL how fun!! 🤭 oh my gosh, Leon would be in heaven if that happened 😝 like one of those moments where he’s sad he only has two hands haha!

And totally understandable ramblings 😉 my inbox is always open for horny thoughts. Heck that’s just this blog lmao

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