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sillylittlejellyfish · 5 months

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Friends? - Theodore Nott

Warnings: English is not my first language,sorry for any spelling mistakes. Underage drinking,bit of angst, Cormac Mclaggen

Pairing:Theo Nott x fem!reader

Summary: You and Theo have this situationship, where you like each other,but don't know how to say it,so you stay as "friends".

a/n: this is my first imagine,I didn't like it that much,but I hope you guys like it<3

It's not a secret for anyone that you and Theo have something going on between you too, everybody know that you guys like eachother,but when will you two finally realize that your feelings are equivalent?

You were in the Slytherin's common room,there was a party going on, Slytherin won a quidditch game against Gryffindor. Theo was by your side,one hand in your thigh and the other on your waist. Now you're talking with Pansy.

"Did you see Potter's face? It was hilarious" "I know right? Draco really did a good job today" you said as you feel Theo tightening his grip on you.

"Only Draco did a good job,love?" You feel Theo whispering on your ear,"You know you did a good job too, Theo! I'm proud of you" you whispered back and then pansy said"I will get a drink now,bye lovebirds "

Theo starts kissing you at the same time as Pansy go away "I missed you,cara mia" " I missed you too Theo,but you can't just keep doing things like that in public,y'know? We're not a couple,and acting like that will make people think that we're dating"

"And what is the problem in that?" "The problem is that we aren't dating Theo! We're nothing more than friends and you have to put that in your mind" Theo's face gets serious and then he says " Alright then,if you don't want me to do it in public,I won't do it,but I think we should stop this, y'know "

"What do you mean stop this?" "We should stop kissing and etc,y'know,that's not really a thing that 'friends' are supposed to do" "Alright,if that's what you want. I'm going to crab a drink"

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2 weeks passed since you and Theo had that argument,and still you two haven't talked with each other,even your friends thinks this is bullshit and that you two are being stubborn,but you two don't seen to care. You try to show you don't care,but you've been distant of your friend group recently,and at this point,you think everyone in the group already knows what happened between you and Theo, after telling Pansy about,you knew all the group would know about it too.

This days you even avoided eating with them in the lunch, actually, you've been avoiding going to the great hall.

Now you're in potion class,you're sitting with Cedric,your best friend,even if he's a hufflepuff, you've been friends since forever.

"I think you two like each other,but don't admit it,and keep saying 'oh we're friends,and nothing more' and all this shit,but deep inside,you guys know you're made for each other. You haven't been smiling that much,since you two had that argument and in my opinion,you should talk to each other"

"I know Ced,I like him,but we're just friends and I bet he doesn't even think of me that way"

"You're a dummy for thinking like this"

[...]

More weeks passed by,and you still haven't talked with Theo. You're always looking at each other from across the room,but none of you would say a word.

Today it was having another party,but this one was with the all the Hogwarts's houses.

You were with Cedric,but you got thirsty "Ced,I'm going to grab a drink,okay?" "Okay,I'll be here" "Don't worry,you can go to Cho" "Alright,if you need anything,I'll come as fast as I can"

You went to the kitchen,got your drink and when you were going back to where the party was going on, someone stopped you. "Hello there, beautiful" Cormac smiled at you "Uhm.. hi Cormac,do you need something?" "Just thought that maybe we could hang out some time,love" he says as he get closer "I don't want to, Cormac" "Come on beautiful,you know you want me too" he put his hands on your waist "Get off of me, Cormac " "Oh,come on lov-"

"She said to get off of her" "Come on,mate! You haven't even talked in weeks,so don't bother us"

Theo punched him and said "get out of here before I kill you, idiot"

You and Theo watch as Cormac get out of the kitchen "are you okay?" "Yeah,uhm... I think I'm fine,thank you for helping me" you smile at Theo "Anytime... I missed you "

"I missed you too Theo"

"Your smile is beautiful"

You chuckle "Thank you"

"Listen,I love you,okay? There isn't a time at the day that I don't think about you,you're beautiful,not only your the way you look,but your personality too, you're funny,gentle and very sweet to other, which don't match with Slytherin 'mean personality',and that shows that we don't necessarily need to be mean,and I love the way you smile,I love your hair,and I love your eyes,I love everything in you. And say that we're just friends,but I'm catching across the room,always. You're always in my mind,and I don't know if you feel the same way,you probably don't,but I don't see myself without you"

"Theo,I love you too,so so much,I didn't tell you sooner because I thought you didn't feel the same way I did,and I didn't want to finish what we had,because for me,it was better to stay like that,than lose you forever"

"Your not going to lose me,your the most precious thing I have in my life and I will not let you go"

Theo kisses you while pulling you by your waist,he grabs your thighs put you on the counter,while the kiss get more heated as he pulls you closer. You put one hand in his neck and the other under his shirt.

"Wow,looks like you finally spoke to each other again,huh?" Pansy said chuckling

#Trix 🐍#harry potter imagine #draco malfoy #theodore nott #blaise zabini #pansy parkinson #slytherin #mattheo riddle #Spotify #harry potter x reader #theodore nott x reader

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alex-cold17 · 3 months

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Do you want me to write a story about them? I promise it will be interesting🥰💖💗

#neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam x human reader #icy #avatar #avatar 2 #atwow #winx club #Neteyam x Icy #Neteycy #ice witch #human witch reader #witch reader #neteyam x witch reader #winx icy #trix icy #princess of dyamond

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the-faceless-bride · 9 months

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UM EXCUSE ME? WHY ARENT THERE BELLA TRIX FICS?

Edit: I retract my statement. I'm just an idiot and wasn't spelling her name right. As you were.

#slasher x reader #slasher imagine #slashers x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines #lost boys imagine #poly lost boys x reader #lost boys x reader #the lost boys marko #the lost boys imagines #harry potter #harry potter x reader #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #Bella trix #Bella Trix Lestrange #Bella trix x reader #Bella x reader

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smittenbyvillains · 1 year

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Return of the Cottage

Valtor x Reader

WARNINGS: none

You were the wife of Valtor. Valtor had fallen for you before he wanted to take all the powers for himself. He kept you hidden in the forest. You never changed like anyone else. He decided after he was free to see you again. Once he had the Trixs working for him he knew it was time.

They were too busy fighting over him to be his girlfriend to realize Valtor was already married.

“Trix we are going on a pit stop. Do not start anything. Am I clear?” Valtor said to them. The Trix were curious. Icy looked at him with a look of confusion. Darcy was more interested in this while Stormy was confused by his tone. The tone of someone looking for something that wasn’t magic or a goal they knew of.

You were in the cottage baking away. You kept to yourself. You were well hidden but after years of being alone it felt hopeless. But then a knock on the door happened. Curiously and nervous you went and opened it.

There stood him. The one you been missing all that time. The one who stole you and you fell in love with. The one who was imprisoned. The one who was here now free.

You hugged him tightly and jumped into his arms then he spun you around with a smirk. “Hello, my dear queen.” he spoke and gave you a deep kiss. “I’m back and I’m here for good.”

“OH, Valtor I’m so glad you’re back. it was really lonely.” You replied. “i love you so much my king.”

“I love you too darling, now i want you to meet a few important players to getting what I want for us.”

“You know I don’t want powers Valtor.”

“We have been over this, you if will have to sit there and look your best and rule as you like darling.”

You looked at the Trix’s and raise an eyebrow seeing their jealously.

“You seriously picked girls who want to fight over you?” you scoffed at their child like faces.

“They try to be helpful, and you are the only one I want love. Now let’s make up for lost time. Trix’s go back to the castle and rest up for tomorrow.”

#valtor x reader #winx club #winx trix #icy winx #darcy winx #stormy winx #fluff #villains #husbandandwife

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peoplesgraves · 2 years

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Reader waking up before Yandere Darcy and then Darcy pulling the reader back in bed and acting like a weighted blanket? (This is from one of your posts.)

Night owls

Yandere Darcy X Reader

“Darcy. I can’t be late for class again” the witch gives no response to your plea and if anything her grip only grows tighter the more you wiggle to try and get away. “Pleaseee. I know you don’t care but I do so I really need to go.”

When your begging gets not results you’re forced to resort to shaking Darcy as much as her crushing grip would let you. The girl cracks open her eyes just enough to glare up at you. “You were you late last night. You need your sleep.”

You roll your eyes and huff. “I was only up late because of you.” Darcy can barely stifle a laugh at how cute you look when you’re upset.

She gives a lazy grin and uses your temporary distraction to her advantage. She pulls you back to a laying position and drapes herself over you and uses her weight to pin you down. “Aww are you mad at me baby?”

Darcy wraps her arms back around you and makes it impossible for you to get up again until she decided you could. “I’ll make it up to you later.” She pecks your nose and buries her face next to yours, once again squashing your chances of doing anything more than sleep the day away.

#yandere winx #yandere darcy #yandere trix #yandere witch #yandere witches #yandere #yandere mythical creature #yandere x reader

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horeformilfs · 3 months

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I Told the Moon About You

Icy x Fem!Reader

TW: Loss, Grief, Shock, Suicide Attempt, Mentions of Self Harm

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Y/n sat in the courtyard of Alfea, her mind swirling with concern. It had been a week since she noticed Stella's change in behavior, and it was starting to eat at her. Stella, her older sister, had always been her confidante, someone she could share anything with. However, lately, there was a noticeable distance between them.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the magical school, Y/n gathered her courage. She approached Stella, who was conversing with the Winx, a group of fairies she had come to know well during her time at Alfea.

"Stella," Y/n began tentatively, "we need to talk."

Stella looked at her sister, her eyes briefly reflecting a mix of emotions before settling into a forced smile. "Can it wait, Y/n? We're in the middle of something here."

Y/n shook her head, her determination unwavering. "No, it can't wait. Something's been bothering you, and I can't stand seeing you like this. What's going on?"

Stella exchanged a quick glance with the Winx, who sensed the tension in the air. Y/n's eyes met Stella's, and the unspoken connection they had shared throughout their lives seemed to flicker.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Stella replied, avoiding eye contact.

Y/n's expression turned hurt, her voice tinged with disappointment. "Stella, we used to tell each other everything. Don't shut me out like this."

Before Stella could respond, the air around them crackled with dark energy. The Trix, notorious troublemakers, materialized in front of the group. The Winx immediately assumed defensive positions, ready for battle. However, Y/n remained surprisingly calm, almost indifferent to the threat before them.

Stella couldn't help but be puzzled. "Why aren't you bothered by them, Y/n?"

Y/n looked at the Trix with a steely gaze. "Because there are more important things to worry about right now."

Stella's confusion deepened, and she pressed, "What do you mean?"

Y/n sighed, her eyes conveying a mix of sadness and frustration. "I mean, you've been hiding something from me, Stella. Something big. I can feel it. And instead of confiding in your own sister, you're choosing to keep me in the dark."

The tension in the air grew thicker as Y/n continued pressing Stella about the hidden secret. Unbeknownst to them, the Trix observed from a distance, their interest piqued by the emotional turmoil between the two sisters.

Icy, who had been standing nearby, noticed the intensity of the conversation and sensed that something was amiss. She discreetly motioned to her fellow Trix members, Darcy and Stormy, directing their attention to the unfolding drama.

Y/n's persistent questioning finally wore down Stella's defenses. With a heavy sigh, Stella broke the silence, her voice trembling. "Y/n, our mom... she's gone. She died."

Y/n's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she couldn't find the words to respond. The weight of the revelation hung heavily in the air. Stella attempted to reach out to her sister, but Y/n took a step back, a mixture of disbelief and pain etched on her face.

After a prolonged silence, Y/n managed to speak, her voice barely above a whisper. "How?"

Stella recounted the tragic details of the accident that claimed their mother's life. She revealed that the funeral had already taken place, a fact that shocked not only Y/n but also the nearby fairies, both Winx and Trix, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation.

The Trix exchanged glances, realizing that the situation had taken an unexpected turn. Meanwhile, the Winx were taken aback by the revelation, their concern shifting from the looming battle with the Trix to the family drama unfolding before them.

Stella, desperate to mend the rift with her sister, apologized, "Y/n, I'm so sorry. I should have told you sooner. I didn't want to burden you."

Y/n, however, remained silent. She turned away from Stella, the pain too raw to address at that moment. The confrontation had left her feeling betrayed and hurt. Without a word, Y/n walked away, leaving Stella behind, defeated and heartbroken.

Icy's protective instincts kicked in as she watched Y/n walk away, leaving Stella standing there with a heavy heart. Turning to Stella, Icy's tone was firm yet filled with concern, "Stella, you should have told her sooner, and the way you broke the news... it wasn't right. She needed more care, especially considering the circumstances."

Stella, feeling the weight of Icy's reproach, grew defensive. "And why do you even care, Icy? It's not your family. Why is Y/n so important to you?"

Icy's eyes narrowed, her protective stance unwavering. "Because she's my girlfriend, Stella. I care about her, and I won't stand by while she's hurt."

Stella was taken aback by Icy's admission, a mix of surprise and confusion on her face. Before she could respond, Icy made up her mind.

"I need to find her," Icy stated firmly, turning away from Stella. She then approached Darcy and Stormy, who had been watching the scene unfold.

"Icy, do you want us to come with you?" Darcy asked.

Icy hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I'll go alone. It might be better for just me to handle this. I don't want Y/n to feel overwhelmed or overstimulated. You two stay here."

With that, Icy set off in search of Y/n, leaving behind the unresolved tension with Stella and the curious gazes of the Trix. The courtyard became a battleground of emotions, with the promise of both familial and romantic bonds hanging in the balance.

Icy retraced her steps through Alfea, searching every corner for any sign of Y/n. However, the elusive sister seemed to have vanished without a trace. Frustration gnawed at Icy as she returned to where Darcy and Stormy were waiting.

Before she could update them, Stella stormed up to Icy, her eyes accusing. "What did you do to Y/n? Where is she?"

Icy sighed, her patience wearing thin. "Stella, I didn't do anything to her. I've been looking for her, but she's nowhere to be found."

Stella crossed her arms, skepticism evident in her expression. "I find it hard to believe that you suddenly care so much about my sister. What are you up to?"

Icy's icy exterior cracked slightly as she responded, "Believe it or not, Stella, I care about Y/n. I'm worried about her. She needs to be found before she does something she'll regret."

Stella frowned, confusion etched on her face. "What do you mean, regret? What could she possibly—"

Icy cut her off, her voice stern. "I don't have time to explain. We need to find her before something happens. Darcy, Stormy, any ideas?"

Darcy thought for a moment before suggesting, "Maybe check the places she usually goes to when she needs some time alone? Like the quiet spots by the lake or the gardens."

Icy nodded, appreciating the input. "Good idea. Stella, you stay here. We'll go look for Y/n. If you care about your sister, you should trust that I want to help her."

As the trio of witches returned to Alfea, the night had descended, casting an eerie atmosphere over the school. Still, there was no sign of Y/n, and Icy's worry deepened.

"I can't believe we haven't found her yet," Icy muttered, frustration evident in her voice.

Stella, standing nearby, shared Icy's concern for her sister. "I don't know where she could be. I should've told her sooner, but I never thought..."

Icy cut her off, her tone sharp. "Why didn't you tell her earlier, Stella? What's your excuse?"

Stella hesitated before offering a self-centered answer. "Y/n was always Mom's favorite. I didn't want her to overshadow me even in this."

Darcy and Stormy exchanged incredulous glances, clearly upset by Stella's thoughtless response. Icy's expression hardened, disappointment evident in her eyes. "Your sister needed to know, Stella. This is not about you or your jealousy. It's about family."

Stella bit her lip, realizing the gravity of her mistake. "I just... I didn't think."

Icy shook her head, her tone stern. "Well, now you need to think about how you're going to fix this. Once we find Y/n, you'll need to talk to her. And I hope for your sake that she doesn't hate you for keeping this from her."

The tension hung in the air as Icy glanced at the night sky. "It's late. We should get some sleep. I'll check a few more places Y/n might be."

Stella nodded, a mix of guilt and worry on her face. "I hope she's okay."

Icy didn't respond, instead turning to Darcy and Stormy. "Let me know if you find anything or if she comes back. I'll keep searching."

Darcy and Stormy nodded, their disapproval of Stella's actions evident.

Icy flew to the old waterfall, memories of happy moments with Y/n flooding her thoughts. She walked along the familiar path, the sound of rushing water echoing in the quiet night. As she approached the edge, the full moon cast an ethereal glow on the surroundings.

Her heart sank as she noticed a silhouette standing perilously close to the edge. Icy's instincts kicked in, and she rushed forward, recognizing Y/n's figure. She stopped behind her, concern etched on her face.

"Y/n," Icy called softly, her voice carrying the weight of worry. "What are you doing here?"

Y/n turned around, her expression devoid of emotion. It sent a chill down Icy's spine. She tried to reach out to Y/n, to pull her away from the dangerous edge, but Y/n's words stopped her.

"I'm sorry," Y/n whispered, a single tear escaping her eye. Before Icy could react, Y/n let herself fall, disappearing into the darkness below.

In a moment of panic, Icy dove after her, the adrenaline coursing through her veins. The descent was rapid, and she reached Y/n just as her body hit the water with a resounding smack. Icy desperately searched for her in the dark water, the moon's reflection offering the only light.

Spotting a moon-shaped necklace glinting in the water, Icy dove deeper, her heart pounding in her chest. She found Y/n's unconscious body, the current threatening to carry her away. Without hesitation, Icy grabbed her and swam towards the surface.

Breaking through the water, Icy cradled Y/n in her arms, the moonlight casting a gentle glow on their faces. "Come on, my love," she whispered, urgency in her voice. "Wake up. Please, wake up."

Icy held Y/n in her arms, flying swiftly towards the shore. Gently setting her down, she checked for any signs of breathing, but Y/n's chest remained still. Panic seized Icy as she began chest compressions and rescue breathing, the urgency in her movements reflecting the fear in her heart.

"My love, come back to me," Icy murmured between breaths, her voice a soft plea. She pressed on, the rhythmic compressions matched by the rhythm of her own anxious heartbeat.

After what felt like an eternity, Y/n finally coughed up water, a welcome sound to Icy's ears. She turned Y/n's face to the side, helping her expel more water, her touch gentle yet urgent.

"It's okay, my sweet," Icy reassured, her voice a soothing melody. "You're going to be okay."

Y/n was briefly conscious, their eyes locking in a moment of relief before exhaustion claimed her again. Icy cradled her, a protective embrace, as she reached for her communicator.

"Darcy," Icy spoke urgently, "where are you?"

Darcy's voice came through, a mix of concern and confusion. "We're at Cloud Tower. What's happening?"

Icy wasted no time. "Get to Alfea as fast as you can. Tell Faragonda I'm coming with Y/n. It's an emergency."

Darcy and Stormy promised to make their way to Alfea, and Icy, with Y/n in her arms, flew back to the school. The night air seemed colder, and the journey felt longer as Icy clung to the hope that they would reach help in time.

As they approached Alfea, Icy whispered to the unconscious Y/n, "Hang in there, my love. We're almost there. Just hold on."

As Icy arrived back at Alfea with Y/n in her arms, Faragonda and Grizelda were waiting, concern etched on their faces. Faragonda wasted no time in asking what had happened, her voice a mix of urgency and worry.

"Icy, what happened?" Faragonda questioned, her eyes searching for answers.

Icy, still in shock and coming down from the adrenaline rush, struggled to find the right words. "She jumped... into the waterfall. I found her, and she wasn't breathing."

Faragonda's eyes widened at the revelation. "Was she breathing when you brought her back?"

Icy hesitated before admitting, "No. I had to perform CPR."

Faragonda's expression shifted to one of understanding. "You did the right thing. Let's get her to the medical wing."

With a nod, Icy followed Faragonda, her steps heavy with worry. Darcy and Stormy trailed behind, offering silent support. In the medical wing, the nurses took charge, gently taking Y/n from Icy's arms.

Faragonda briefed the medical staff on what had transpired, and they immediately began their work to assess and treat Y/n. Icy, unable to stay still, started pacing anxiously. Darcy and Stormy exchanged glances and approached Icy, attempting to provide some comfort.

"She's in good hands now, Icy," Darcy reassured, her voice gentle.

Stormy added, "You did everything you could. She's going to be okay."

Icy, her emotions still raw, nodded appreciatively but couldn't shake the unease that lingered in the air. The medical staff worked diligently, and the room echoed with the sounds of their efforts, creating an atmosphere of tension and hope as they awaited news about Y/n's condition.

As the medical staff tended to Y/n, Stella entered the room with the Winx by her side. Her eyes widened at the sight of the Trix, and suspicion colored her expression.

"What are they doing here?" Stella questioned, her tone accusatory.

Icy, still visibly shaken, met Stella's gaze with a mix of frustration and anger. "Ask your sister what happened."

Stella turned her attention to Icy, a demanding tone in her voice. "What did you do to Y/n?"

Icy felt a surge of anger at Stella's accusatory tone. "I didn't do anything to her. She jumped, and I saved her."

Stella's eyes widened in shock, disbelief etched on her face. "Are you joking? Y/n wouldn't—"

Icy's patience snapped, tears streaming down her face as she interrupted, "Do you think this is a joke, Stella? Do you? Your sister was on the verge of drowning, and I had to save her because of your selfishness!"

Stella, taken aback by Icy's outburst, stammered, "I-I didn't know."

Icy's anger didn't wane; if anything, it intensified. "You should have known! You should have told her about your mom. Because of your thoughtlessness, I almost lost the only good thing that has ever happened to me."

Stella, realizing the gravity of the situation, stammered an apology, "I didn't mean for this to happen, Icy. I'm sorry."

Icy's anger flared, her voice laced with frustration. "Sorry isn't going to fix this, Stella. You could have prevented this entire mess if you had just been honest with your sister."

Stella, feeling the weight of Icy's words, attempted to reach out. "I didn't think she'd react like this. I thought I was protecting her."

Icy scoffed, the bitterness evident in her tone. "Protecting her? By keeping her in the dark? You were protecting yourself, Stella. You were afraid of losing the spotlight, and now, look where we are."

Stella's attempts at apology were met with icy resistance. "Icy, please, let me make it right."

Icy's eyes bore into Stella's, her anger undeterred. "You can't undo what's been done, Stella. Your sister needed you, and you failed her. Now, all we can do is hope she pulls through."

Faragonda, sensing the escalating tension, stepped forward to intervene in the heated exchange between Icy and Stella. "Enough," she commanded, her authoritative voice cutting through the room. "This is not the time for arguing. The nurses have found something, and we need to address it."

Stella, her worry deepening, asked anxiously, "What did they find? Is Y/n okay?"

Faragonda hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I can't disclose the details right now. But Icy, I'd like you to come with me to Y/n's room."

Icy's heart dropped, a sinking feeling settling in her stomach. She nodded silently, already fearing what she might find. Stella, however, couldn't contain her frustration. "Why does she get to go with you? Why not me?"

Faragonda, maintaining her composure, replied, "Icy is aware of the situation. We need to handle this delicately. I promise I'll update you soon, but for now, let's focus on Y/n."

Faragonda led Icy to the door of Y/n's room, the air heavy with tension. Before entering, Faragonda paused, her gaze fixed on Icy. The headmistress took a deep breath and asked a question that sent a shiver down Icy's spine.

"Has Y/n ever hurt herself?"

Icy's eyes widened, a mix of shock and fear crossing her face. Memories flooded back, and her heart raced. After a moment of hesitation, she admitted, "She used to, but she's been clean for almost three months now."

Faragonda sighed, concern etched on her face. "Be careful with how you react, Icy. Go in, but approach this with caution."

Icy nodded, her mind racing with thoughts and worries. She didn't press Faragonda for more information, her focus solely on Y/n as she stepped into the room. The door closed behind her, leaving Faragonda alone in the hallway, a heavy silence lingering as the truth behind Y/n's struggles hung in the air.

Icy gently closed the door behind her, making sure not to create any loud sounds that might disturb the fragile atmosphere in the room. As she approached Y/n's bed, her heart sank at the sight of bandages wrapped around both their arms up to the elbow. Concern etched deep lines on Icy's face as she looked down at the person she cared for.

Y/n, noticing Icy's arrival, mustered a small smile. "Hey," she greeted softly.

"Hi," Icy replied, her voice a mix of relief and worry. Her eyes were drawn to the bandages, and she couldn't hold back the tears that welled up.

"What happened?" Icy asked, her voice trembling with concern.

Y/n's expression turned apologetic. "I... I'm not sure. I didn't realize I had done it until after."

Icy, shocked and saddened, knelt beside the bed, her hand reaching out to gently caress Y/n's cheek. "Don't ever think I'd be mad at you, and certainly don't think I'd leave you," Icy reassured, her voice filled with sincerity.

Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as she begged, "Promise you won't leave me?"

Icy's heart ached at the vulnerability in Y/n's eyes. "I promise, my love. I would never leave you."

Y/n hesitated before admitting, "I didn't want to bother you."

Icy shook her head, wiping away a tear. "You could never bother me. All I want is for you to be safe."

Y/n, comforted by Icy's presence, nodded. "I just didn't want you to be disappointed in me."

Icy cupped Y/n's face, her voice filled with tenderness. "I could never be disappointed in you. You mean everything to me. But promise me this – if you ever feel that way again, find me. No matter the time or what I may be doing. I'll always be here for you."

The room was filled with an air of vulnerability and raw emotions as Icy and Y/n shared a tender moment. Unbeknownst to them, the door had cracked open, revealing Stella and the other Winx quietly listening, their curiosity overshadowed by the solemnity of the scene.

Y/n's voice broke the silence, soft and intimate. "I told the moon about you."

Icy, genuinely puzzled, looked at Y/n with curiosity. "What do you mean?"

A gentle smile graced Y/n's lips as she explained, "Before I jumped from the waterfall, I told the moon everything about you. I wanted my mom to know how amazing you are."

Icy's eyes widened in surprise and confusion, and Y/n continued, "I wanted her to know about all the little things you've done for me, especially before I thought I wouldn't see her again."

A tear escaped from Icy's eyes, and Y/n delicately brushed it away. In that simple gesture, a profound connection formed between them. Icy, often guarded and composed, allowed herself to be vulnerable, finding solace in the touch that promised comfort.

Y/n's next words carried a weight of sorrow, "I never got the chance to tell her. I wanted her to know before I saw her again."

Icy's heart ached with the realization of Y/n's fear and longing. She held Y/n closer, a silent promise to be there for her. The room seemed to hold its breath as emotions hung heavy in the air.

Y/n gazed into Icy's eyes, a mixture of gratitude and sadness reflected in her own. "I never thought I'd find someone who cared for me the way you do, Icy."

Icy, touched by Y/n's words, whispered, "You mean everything to me, Y/n. I'd do anything for you."

Y/n's fingers traced delicate patterns on Icy's arm as she continued, "When I was standing at the edge of that waterfall, all I could think about was you. You were my anchor, the reason I wanted to hold on."

A heavy silence enveloped them as Icy absorbed the weight of Y/n's words. The vulnerability in Y/n's admission deepened their connection, and Icy felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility for the fragile heart in her arms.

Y/n broke the silence, her voice a tender plea, "Promise me you won't leave, Icy. I need you."

Icy tightened her hold on Y/n, her voice resolute, "I promise, my love. I won't leave you, no matter what."

As the moon cast its gentle glow upon the room, Icy and Y/n found solace in each other's presence. The air was thick with unspoken emotions, and the room seemed to cradle the fragile intimacy that had unfolded.

Feeling the weight of the moment, Icy pressed a tender kiss to Y/n's forehead, a gesture filled with love and reassurance. They rested their foreheads together, silently taking in the warmth of each other's presence.

Icy, overcome with a surge of affection, leaned in and pressed her lips against Y/n's. The kiss was soft but carried the depth of their connection, a heartfelt exchange that spoke volumes. Y/n didn't hesitate to respond, meeting Icy with a gentleness that mirrored the vulnerability of their shared moment.

When they broke apart, Icy gazed into Y/n's eyes, her voice barely above a whisper. "I love you."

Y/n's eyes sparkled with emotion as she replied, "I love you too."

In the quiet of the room, Y/n made a simple yet heartfelt request, "Stay with me, Icy."

Icy agreed without hesitation, laying down beside Y/n. Y/n curled into Icy's embrace, finding comfort and security in the arms that held her. As they settled into the stillness of the night, the outside world faded away, leaving only the echoes of whispered declarations of love and the tender touch that spoke of a connection strong enough to weather any storm.

#icy #winx icy #winx icy x reader #winx icy x female reader #winx icy imagine #trix icy #trix icy x reader #trix icy x female reader #trix icy imagine

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4th trix headcannons

A/n: I'm surprised I haven't written this before

⚠️: trix, Curses, valtor, tricy, let me know if I missed anything. Gender neutral

Spells and tea days while your at cloud tower

Plotting how to hurt the winx

Making friends with rhe underclassmen till the army of darkness

Then you had gone on the run till ending up at light rock

You got sick of it so fast

Till darkar broke you out

And you got your relics of darkness

It helped so much against the winx

Then darkar is taken down

So valtor and you don't understand why you're sister are obsessed with him

All he is is a wizard that was made by your ancestraces

Then you saw the down fall of every good when you cursed mirta

She was your friend once

Then icys obsession with tritanus

They got really annoying as they flirted constantly

You stormy and darcy left till icy got her head on straight

With the Selena she put you in the legend of the Siren queen against aisha

Then you got trapped and freed

Life was crazy as a trix

Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

#pixie #pixie rants #fluff #x reader #fem reader #gn🌌#male reader #winx x reader #winx trix #trix x reader #4th trix

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gh0str3c0rd3r · 8 months

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an ao3 comment has never been so accurate

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badaleesbish · 3 months

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An Honor | Sub!Bada x Dom!Reader

°SUMMARY:

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚡.

°CW:

𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆, 𝙱𝙳𝚂𝙼, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 "𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜" 𝚊𝚗𝚍 "𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗", 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚕 (𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎. 𝙸𝙼 𝙺𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 💙)

It all started as a silly little joke, really. Bada and her friends were having a night out on the town and decided to stop by a BDSM dungeon. No one was taking this shit seriously but it was actually fun, Bada learned some things about herself that she didn't know. Things she enjoyed, wanted to try, and things she didn't enjoy too much. Bada began to have wants and needs that were not being met by her significant other fantasies that were seen too far of a reach for her. But it's just a silly little joke, right?

"Welcome to Goddess Trix! Do you have an appointment with us today?"

"Yes, I do!"

"Could I get your name, please?"

"Bada Lee."

"Ok, Mrs. Lee, please have a seat and she will be with you shortly."

"Thank you!"

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝙶𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚡, 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚑a𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜, 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝, 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚐𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

"Hi, sweet girl! You're back again, twice this week, that's new for you, baby. How you feeling, sweetheart?"

"Things aren't going well for Howl and I and I do love him, I really do but he just doesn't satisfy the way I want, the way you do, my goddess.

"Oh, sweet girl, I'm just doing my job, right? Satisfaction is my speciality, baby.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚗. 𝙽𝚘, 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑, 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚣𝚒𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎.

"Are you pout, Mrs. Lee?"

"No, no. I promise. My apologizes, my queen."

"You know the drill, sweet girl. Safewords. Green is it feels good, continue, yellow is you're unsure about something and red is completely stop. Do you understand, baby?

"Yes, my queen."

"Let's get started then."

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛'𝚜. 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗.

"Uh uh, my love. No touching until I say.

"Yes, my goddess."

"Now will you undress for me, baby? I want to see your beautiful body."

"Yes, my goddess."

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘.

𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚡. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝.

Sweet girl, are you listening to me?"

"Yes, my queen."

"Oh really. So what did I just say, huh?"

"Ummmm, you said..."

"Are you unable to answer?"

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

"I am speaking to you. Don't ever look away from me when I am speaking to you. You look at me, always."

"Yes, my queen. My apologizes."

"Pouting, trying to touch me without my word, not listening and looking away when being spoken too. That's four strikes, sweet girl and we haven't even started."

"Yes, my queen. My apologizes."

"Bad girls get punished and I believe you are being a bad girl today. All fours, now."

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚎.

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 . 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎re 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚘��𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢.

"Such a pretty pink pussy, and look you're already wet and I have barely touched you, sweet girl."

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗.

"You count."

"Yes, my goddess"

𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙺. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗.

"One..."

𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙺. 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.

"Two.... Fuck."

𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙺. 𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙺. 𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙺. 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

"Aw, does it hurt, my sweet girl? Do you want me to stop? What's your color, my love?"

"No, green, I want more, please."

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 her 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞. You ghosted the tip of the strap across Bada's fold, placing kisses along her back up to her neck. Gathering her hair into your hand, pulling her head back as you whispered into her ear.

"Tell me what you want, baby. Say it, sweetie. Use your words. Tell me how to treat you."

"Fuck me, please, my queen."

"Such a good girl for me. Are you my good girl, sweet girl?"

"Yes, my goddess. I'm your good girl.

You slowly eased the strap into Bada as she threw her head back in pleasure, gripping the sheet beneath her. You gripped her hair as you roughly slammed against Bada's walls, causing her yelp in pain. Bada reached back, placing her hand on your lower stomach, almost to try and push you away.

"This is what you want, right? Don't run from it, take this shit. You're a big girl, take it, baby."

"Oh...yes...please keep fucking me like that, my queen."

"I wish I could take you home and fuck you all day but there wouldn't be fair to my other clients, now would it?

"Fuck....please."

"You're such a little whiny slut. You want me to keep fucking you like the little slut you are, huh?"

"Please.."

You grabbed her hand, pulling her up against your chest as you fucked into her. Bada threw her head against your shoulder, grabbing your hand placing it around her neck. Bada's hands traveled up and down her body as you continued to pound into her, her hand found her clit. She began to circle her clit, her motion quickened as you thrust harder. You kissed from her neck to ear, whispering sinful words into her ear.

"Does he take care of you like this? Does he know you like to be fucked like a little slut? Your husband won't like it if he found out that you are being fucked from the back right now but it's not him."

"So....good, my queen."

Bada's eyes began to roll back into her head as her orgasm took over her body. You eased out of her slowly causing her to whimper at the emptiness. Bada turned to face you as you began to take off the strap and gather up the toys. Bada grabbed your wrist before you could walk off.

"My goddess. I want to try something new. It will be pleasure for the both of us.

"Ok. What is it, sweet girl?"

"Well, it's just that you take such good care of me whenever I come here. I would love to take care of you as well. Pleasing you would be an honor, my queen."

"Oh, sweet girl, I'm just doing my job. My job is to satisfy my clients."

"I know it's just... I tend to wonder who takes care of your needs and wants."

"Sweet girl, is that what you want? To take care of me?"

"Oh yes, please, my queen."

You sat the items in your hands down and began to remove the layers from your body as Bada watched. Her eyes traveled down your body, biting her lip. You laid back onto the bed as Bada placed herself between your thighs coming face to face with your pussy.

The aroma of your sweet nectar alone made Bada's eyes flutter shut as she buried her face into your pussy, dragging her tongue through your folds, wrapping her lips around your clit, sucking roughly.

You arched your back against the bed as Bada slowly thrust her fingers into you, gripping the sheets beneath you as the pace of Bada's thrust quickened. Bada's hand slowly found its way between her legs as she heard the sound of pleasure moans fall from your lips. Bada's fingers circled her clit as she continued to make love to your pussy, moaning against you. You gripped her hair, pushing her deep into you.

"So good, sweet girl. Keep touching yourself. Look at me, baby."

Bada opened her eyes, making complete eye contact with you as she felt her orgasm approaching. She removed her hand from between her legs, gripping your waist and pulling you closer to her as you squeezed her head between your thighs.

Your legs began to shake as Bada buried her face deeper into your pussy. You tried to use all the strength in your body to push her head away, which only made her bury her head even deep as she began to tongue fuck you bringing her thumb to your clit circling it roughly.

You propped yourself up onto your elbows as you watched Bada continue to tongue fuck your abused pussy, throwing your head as you felt pressure bulid in your stomach.

"Bada..."

"Cum for me, my queen. I want to taste your sweet cum."

The pressure took over your body. Your body began to warm up, legs shaking, hands gripping the sheets, body began to jerk as the wetness gushed out of you into Bada's mouth as she moaned at your taste, slurping up your juices as you dropped from her chin.

"C'mere, sweet girl."

Bada crawled over your body as you brought her face close yours, placing a kiss on her lips, moaning at the taste of yourself on her lips. You pulled away from the kiss, resting your forehead against her.

"Thank you for being my good girl today, sweet girl. Thank you for taking such good care of me, baby.

"It was an honor, my queen."

"Well, clean yourself up. I have another session, baby."

"Yes, my queen."

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘‼️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐨!

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞‼️

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christinarowie332 · 6 months

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cherry lips

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings : drugs . suggestive(?)

in which: reader wakes up and bakes with matt

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i scrunch my eyes at the light coming from my window , waking up and turning over from my sleep. i pat the side of my bed to feel nothing but cold sheets . i huff into the side of my pillow and relax again . i have no plans today so i decide to stay in bed for a while .

after some time , i wake up to a weight slumping down on the edge of my bed . my dog trix probably, it think . i pat my hand on the bed , eyes still closed , trying to find her .

my hand meets a warm object and i go to stroke my dog but i am met with fabric . i furrow my eyebrows and try and feel around to see what it is , stroking my hand up and down the material .

“move your hand higher and you might get more of a reaction”

the voice startles me into shooting up from my pillow, eyes meeting a familiar face and annoying smirk . matt.

i smile at him and sit up properly rubbing the sleep from my eyes .

“what the fuck are you doing here?” i ask in confusion looking around , trying to find anything that will tell me the time .

“nice to see you too y/n/n” he says , smile growing wider and putting a hand over mine , rubbing small circles over my nuckles .”it’s 11 , thought i’d come over… but i’ll leave if u really want me too!” he continues , starting to push himself off the bed to leave .

“hey!” i lunged forward and grabbed his wrist , pulling him back down towards me .

i opened the corner of the quilt , gesturing for him to get under the covers and he chuckles quietly, before kicking off his shoes and spinning around to lie next to me .

he sits with his back against the head board, leaving his arm in the air waiting for me to lie on his lap . i do just that , and lay sideways ,my head on his lap , throwing my arm over his thighs , pushing myself closer to him .

his arm drops over my half covered shoulder , before removing it to pull the sheet up to cover me up to my neck, placing his arm back down and placing his hand on my head .

his fingers move between my messy hair , carefully stroking and de-tangling the strands , knotted by the tossing and turning of my sleep .

“what’s the plan for today then matthew?” i speak after exhaling a breath in contentment , rubbing my hand up and down his thigh under the covers

“i was thinking of spending it with you , i mean i’ve got to go to the warehouse to do some things and run some errands but i thought you could come with me .”

i smile at his words , then an idea strikes me . i turn my body and head towards him , so i am lay looking up at him . giving him a tight lipped smile and raising my eyebrows .

“what?” he furrows his eyebrows and smiles down at me

“so your not meeting any new people today ? barley in public , less chance to bump into anyone we know or any fans?” i ask him , more matter of factly trying to get him to understand where i am going with this .

he stays silent for a while , thinking , looking away from me and glancing around the room . then i watch as the corner of his mouth lifts up , eyebrows relax and his eyes meet mine again.

“wake’n bake?”

“this is why i love u matt” i reply to him , shooting up from where i lay and kissing his head quickly before shooting up from my bed and walking towards my window .

i was in my underwear, and a large oversized t-shirt of matt’s , so as i bend down slightly to open my window , his shirt rides up my body .

“woah ,woah,woah!” i hear him shout before feeling his hands grab my hips , turning around to see him looking down at my body ,smirking .

“what?” i say confused , furrowing my eyebrows and tilting my head innocently . my gaze shifts as i see chris turn the corner into my room on his phone .

“yo me and nick are gonna head to the warehouse now ,u coming?” the longer haired boy asks , still looking down at his phone . matt steps infront of me , reply’s to chris before waving him goodbye and turning back around .

matt walks away and shuts the door after chris , i watch him do this before turning around and continuing to open my window . i hear a couple of camera clicks from matt’s phone and whip my head around .

his eyes were on his phone , a sly smile painted across he features as he swipes though his phone .

“sorry couldn’t help it” he says , eyes still on his phone , i giggle and walk towards my dresser , opening the top drawer and pulling out the essentials ; my cherry themed weed tin , a lighter me and matt decorated together , our initials painted in with a cherry and the ransom logo .

i plop down on my bed , one leg tucked under the other . matt follows my actions opposite me and opens the tin . we sit in comfortable silence for a while , matt focuses on rolling. i watch the veins in his hands move and his knuckles white as he tightens the paper , packing the small green leaves into their home . i watch as he runs his tongue across the paper , and gently rubs his thumb down the joint , securing it into a pink cylinder. pinching the end and curling it slightly to secure the bud inside .

he meets my eyes and holds the joint up to me , showing me his art with a tight lipped proud smile . i match his features and speak .

“beautiful work baby” i say while smiling , pulling out my phone to take a photo of my boyfriends handy work and proud face .

he grabs the lighter and lights the end , pink paper turning red and orange as the embers slowly travel down the paper , burning away . he places his lips around the roach of the joint and inhales a long drag into his cheeks , before opening his mouth and pushing the smoke out again to take it into his lungs , a small yellow cloud growing and disappearing after he does so .

i smile proudly , as i taught him to do it when we first started dating , he takes another drag and passes it to me with pinched fingers . when i took the joint in my fingers , he grabbed my face , inching closer , blowing the smoke to my mouth as i inhale it .

i turn my body around , laying my back on his chest , his arms wrapping around me as i take a hit of the joint .

we stay like this for a while , shotgunning and smoking before ashing the joint in a plant pot next to my bed .

“i cant be bothered y/n” his voice snaps my eyes open , out of the relaxed state i was in , looking up to see his eyes closed , the sun from my window painting his face a golden colour , the shadows from his deep cheekbones and stubble making his face look allmost angelic .

“what do u mean matt ?” i ask confused , not quite understanding . i lift myself from his chest , and crossing my leg’s opposite him , leaning forward in anticipation but also because of the buzz i’m feeling .

“can we just stay in bed for a bit , too tired to get up now .” he says tiredly , half lidded eyes looking awfully seductive .

as much as i wanted to argue and make sure he got things done today ….. i was also high as fuck and craving my boyfriend.

“sure Matt” as soon as the words left my lips he leaped up to kneel on the bed and pushed me down , erupting into giggles and us rolling around the bed like idiots .

we both let out a sigh as we stop rolling around . he holds himself up by his hands , hovering over me as we both smile and take in each other’s features. he moves my hair out of my face and leaned down to my face .

his lips touch mine , moving in perfect symphony. the cherry paper flavored his lips .we both smile into the kiss . both of us just happy to be here , savouring each other . the perfect morning, with the perfect guy .

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my dream bro

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hellishjoel · 5 months

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every rose has its thorns

1.6k / pairing: mike schmidt x f!reader

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summary: mike really likes your white panties with the pretty rose on the front.

warnings/information: soft/sub!mikey whilst still being on top (king), thumb sucking, pet names (angel!), mike using reader to unwind, panty play, size kink, coming wherever he likes ;)

A/N: holy hell just realized this is my first non-pedro-universe-character piece! woohoo! I finally watched fnaf with a girlfriend of mine and with inspiration from a naughty twitter video, I wrote this! I have to give @cupofjoel a huge thank you, please read her entire mike schmidt masterlist, you will not regret it! I wrote this very ill with covid and on mikey brain rot (it's so bad I might have typed mark schmidt instead of mike x.x) so if there’s any errors, apologies are stated now. also thank you to @saradika-graphics for the fnaf banners!

It all started with a pair of panties. A simple brief-style pair, the material rounding around the curves of your ass and ducking pretty between your thighs. White cotton. A small rose embroidered on the front. Untouched, perfectly clean, pristine. Just like you. Unlike Mike.

Mike was all dark boxer briefs, the kind that clutched onto his thick thighs and cupped his lower half for dear life. Or the plaid purple and black boxers he was wearing now accompanied by a bowl of cereal that he was eating after a late night at work, now an early morning. Often shirtless when he was in the privacy of his own room, you had the opportunity to admire his dark, curly chest hair that was speckled across his chest and thinned out across his torso before filling out again at the start of his happy trail.

“Thanks for taking care of Abby,” he said with his mouth half full of Trix, “did she get on the bus alright?”

You nod weakly, gently nudging the back of your hand against your tired eyes.

��Yeah. But I think she misses you at night. I can never soothe her like you can when she has nightmares.”

You watch as Mike sighs and tips the cereal bowl back, the sweet milk dribbling at the corners of his mouth and making small trails around his pretty pink lips. The ceramic bowl chimes as he sets it down on his bedside table, watching from the pillows as he crawls up the bed to join you. The early morning light peaks through his curtains and highlights his dark eyes amber. Your thumb traces his lower lip, and he truly can’t wait any longer. He needs you now.

He spent all last night fantasizing about you. Head down with his arms folded along the security desk, eyes previously on the security monitors now heavily closed as he listens to the sounds of nature. He wasn’t supposed to be thinking about you, he had more important things to dream about. But you kept appearing, enticing him, wearing those pretty little panties that he can’t get enough of. The white pair with a rose on the front. The pair he comes home to most mornings once Abby has left for school. The pair you’re wearing now.

Knowing how desperate you both are, you let him guide you how he pleases on the bed. After long night shifts, his routine is to come home and fuck you in the comfort of his dark grey sheets before he falls asleep with your body cuddled in beside his. He pulls you by the ankle to the edge of the bed, legs spread and bent as you nip at your lower lip with a certain eagerness unfolding in the base of your belly.

Mike’s thumbs hook into his plaid boxers, pushing them down until they do the rest of the work, naturally falling and looping around his ankles. He’s already half hard just from looking at you, dreaming about you. He wouldn’t last long looking as wrecked as he was. Tight jaw and fixated eyes, drunk on need and just a little bit of control with his tornado of a life.

“Mike,” you whisper, cupping his cheeks and letting him fold over your body as you feel his hips rest heavily between your thighs, “s’okay, want you to get off however you like.” You cradle his face and kiss the tip of his nose while his long eyelashes flutter in comfort.

“I know, angel. I’m here with you.” His voice is like heaven, drenched in a sweet honey that you’ve found yourself addicted to. You sit up on your elbows as Mike helps navigate your shirt off, admiring the curve of your breasts and the embellishment of your collarbones. So perky and pretty. He praises them with his warm mouth and tongue that can’t help but swirl around your taut peaks. He grunts softly against your soft skin as his hips lightly rut into yours, making your head drift back and forth in his sheets with bliss.

“Fuck, I just,” he mutters quietly against your goosebump-riddled skin, “I love these.” He whispers as he slowly moves to stand up straight once again, his cock resting over the material of your white panties. He’s entranced by the red petals of the rose, the two dark greens that make up the stem and its thorns. Your eyes trail down to his beady red tip, leaking precum that you desperately yearn to kitten lick.

“Every rose has its thorns,” Mike whispers, a raspy edge to it from the lack of sleep he desperately craves. You run your hands down your delicate body, hooking your thumbs in at your hips to your underwear, but Mike stops your movements.

“However I like?” He echoes your statement from earlier, to which you give him a soft nod.

Mike’s always been soft with you, gentle, caring. You think he gets it from being an older brother, the type that has to be the parent most times instead of an actual brother. But when he steps into the bedroom, and Abby is elsewhere, his mind can drift away into being whoever he likes, however he likes. Merciless, rough, desperate, needy, sweet. Everything that made him unwind was all shared with you. And for that, you felt thankful. You could be the key to his lock, the one that kept his head up from drowning with the overflowing responsibilities he always managed to juggle at the final second. You were the one person he could fall apart with, and everything would be completely fine.

So when his hand started to stroke up and down his cock, making your mouth water for a certain desire, you were eager to help him unwind. Lose his mind in a little slice of heaven. The pad of his thumb slowly begins to stroke up and down your clothed center, eliciting a desperate whimper from your lips as he circles over your sensitive nub. He could see it through your underwear with how aroused you were growing. Your clit swelled for affection.

A small wet spot starts to grow, an embarrassing little pool that shows through the white cotton of your panties, just at the sprout of the rose. You let out a shaky breath as Mike traces the looping pattern with his forefinger. He then peels the material gently away from your sticky center, laying his thirsty cock between your folds before he lets the underwear blanket you both. He barely fits inside the dainty material. His cock swells with volume and makes your panties stretch to accommodate. He was large. And all yours.

You whimper in need, hoping for more but realizing you could get off just like this.

His breaths are already labored as he starts to thrust, feeling his tip nudge your clit with every beat. You fist the sheets, letting him use you like a wet little toy. He’s not sure what to do with his hands at first. They start on keeping your legs spread at the underside of your thighs, before one settles on your hip and the other is cupping your cheek. Not long after, his thumb pushes past the plushness of your lips, forcing you to suckle and moan around the intrusion.

Your eyes stay connected, a silent bond between you both. This is a safe space for you, come unraveled before me.

The next time you look down, the pooling of liquid from his cock has stained your panties. And he has no remorse. Your lips part at the truly dirty sight. He’s leaked so much that your panties have become nearly translucent. You can see the pink of his tip with each thrust and the curve of his shaft.

You grow even wetter, feeling him slip up and down your arousal-filled heat, each thrust making you moan weakly. A shiver rolls up your spine, your walls squeezing around nothing as the coil inside of you twists tighter and tighter.

Mike cages you with his body as he leans down and kisses you in a distracted way, one that leaves his lips parted against yours as he airs out a few soft grunts while his thrusts slowly falter.

“Mike, please,” you moan softly against the stubble that lines his cheek, your nose gently gliding against it as you tilt your head back into his mattress, feeling yourself come undone to his thrusts.

His forehead clustered with sweat sinks desperately into your neck, sponging kisses and moaning weakly as he rids himself of his latest dirty fantasies. He gasps and grunts against your throat as he finishes with hot spurts against the material of your panties, making your jaw drop as you feel the seething warm cum spill and dribble along your stomach and inner thighs.

Your hearts race in sync, feeling the post-orgasmic high that you catch every morning these days. His cock is still buried in your panties, your hole untouched, and your clit singing with fresh sensitivity. You kiss his earlobe and smile against his skin.

“You’ve been wanting to do that for a while?” You ask curiously, coiling a dark curl around your finger before it springs loose.

“Shit,” he mutters weakly, hazy eyes meeting yours as you sweetly kiss his parted lips once more. “M’sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

You simply shake your head and wipe the small bead of sweat that neared his eyebrow. “Don’t have to apologize for anything. You already know that.”

He sighs weakly, but it’s of appreciation. He smiles despite how tired he feels, sponging your cheeks and chin with gentle kisses as he interlocks your hands by your head. “I love you. Mean it.”

“With all your heart?” You ask.

He nods tightly and pulls your clasped hands to his warm chest. “With all my heart.”

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So I'm wondering 🤔💭 how would valtor propose to the reader and how would the wedding be like and what our life would be like as a married couple 🤗🥰 (also can't wait for chapter 4 great work)

Great Question! And thank you! I haven't started it as I'm thinking of how to start it but it will be coming soon. I'll need to get things ready to post for next Monday through Wednesday at most.

How Valtor Proposes: Honestly he would ask the specialists because they proposed to their girlfriends. Since he never experienced life like humans/fairies and witches he never learned about it. Most likely he would try to have dinner. He got some roses and take you out to the throne room and have you sit on his throne before kneeling in front of you. Holding the flowers and ring. He would call you his queen.

The wedding: Firstly, Winx and all the professors along with the Specialist would be there. Valtor would be wearing a red suit instead of a black one. You would be wearing a dark blue and black dress. Faragonda would be the one who led the full thing. The wedding would be chaotic because after all, that was all your life was. The first dance would be to medieval music. The food would be great. He would get the talk after your friends and Faragonda.

After the wedding life: You would get pregnant pretty quickly. It would be twins, one girl, and one boy. The castle would have more color. You would get mood swings but he dealt with you through it all. He almost passed out when you went into labor. Overall, you both were a king and queen with your prince and princess. The princess looked like Valtor and was a daddys girl while the Prince was a mommas boy. You both spoiled them but taught them values and morals. You still worked at Alfea every once in awhile. and cried when your kids were heading off to magic and specialist schools.

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sev-on-kamino · 6 months

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Another Stolen Moment

Pairing: ARC-77 Fordo x AFAB!Reader

Summary: You and Fordo take a few minutes to enjoy each other because war is hell, and pleasure is hard to come by.

Warnings: unprotected piv sex (use protection irl), semi-public sex, creampies, armor and gloves stay on. MINORS DNI

Word Count: 555

A/N: in true Fordo fashion, there’s not a lick of dialogue in this fic, and I hope y’all enjoy it!

Dividers by my fave @dystopicjumpsuit ❤️🤍

You whimpered and found a hand covering your mouth. Fordo raised a disapproving eyebrow at you, and you whined against his gloved hand. You looked up at him, apologetic, innocent. As innocent as you could look with your legs wrapped around him, as he fucked you up against the wall of the empty gunship.

He’d caught your elbow before you could disembark, and you knew exactly what he wanted because it was exactly what you wanted. Even if it was only the 4 minutes his brothers could buy you.

With a final warning look, he moved his hand from your mouth, and you moved yours from his shoulders to cup the back of his head and pull him in for a kiss. His lips were rough against yours, but nothing was soft about Fordo. His attention, his focus, his desire left marks of every kind. Some you could cover, and some you couldn’t see and refused to name for fear of fucking up the only good thing either of you had.

He rocked into you, eliciting another soft moan, as your body stretched to accommodate him. You tightened your legs around him, pleased to know there would be an imprint from his utility belt on your inner thighs.

The ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, as he broke the kiss before lowering his head to press his lips to the space below your jaw. His tongue darted out to tease, his teeth biting down to mark.

You writhed in his hold, seeking friction, and he obliged you, as his hand found your clit. He drew well-practiced circles against it in rhythm with his thrusts. The pressure began to build in your core, and you bit down on the inside of your lip to stay silent.

His comm beeped once, drawing his attention even as his fingers continued their mission. There was a pause followed by 2 beeps in rapid succession. He smiled against your skin and returned his focus to your coupling.

Tightening his hold on you, he pressed you harder against the durasteel wall. His hips sped up, driving his cock into you recklessly, as he rushed the pair of you to the edge.

A sharp inhale and a barely muffled moan were the only warnings before your cunt began fluttering around his cock, pushing him to his climax. His lips met yours, tongue slipping into your mouth, as he pulsed within you, filling you with his cum.

The urge to hold him close, and bask in the afterglow was as strong as ever, but so was your shared sense of duty. With one final longing kiss to his lips, you unwrapped your legs from around him and he lowered you to stand on your own.

Your knees wobbled slightly, and he stepped close to pull your clothes back into place, dropping a kiss to your forehead before covering your flushed face with your helmet. He tucked himself away, and you retrieved his codpiece from the floor, clipping it back into place with a sigh.

He gave you a grin before pulling his helmet on, opening the doors, and guiding you out of the gunship. Like always, you maintained a professional distance, but switched to your private channel to listen as he hummed your favorite song on the short walk to base.

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hwanchaesong · 1 year

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Then I Met You

Highschool!Wooyoung X Reader

genre & warnings: fluff, a lil bit of angst, cursing, brief mentions of injuries, cheating, divorce, family problems, highschool!au

word count: 1.5k

requested by: @trix-159

a/n: i am back for the mean time and i know this request is LOOOONG overdue so forgive me 🥲 but i do hope that this suits your taste and enjoy reading! 🫶

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"You think this is a joke?!" Wooyoung screeched in the middle of the cafeteria, pointing an accusing finger towards his bestfriend, San.

"You ate a stolen piece of chicken, MY chicken." he dramatically fell on his knees, fake crying that made his other friends groan at his antics, "San, I trusted you with all my heart and this is how you repay me?"

San held his hands up in defense, "It's not my fault that you're too busy talking that you didn't notice me get your oh so, beloved chicken."

"Why you!-" Wooyoung stood up, ready to pounce at San but to his bad luck, his ankle decided to fuck with him, causing him to lose balance and fall. Right on his face.

"My goodness you idiot!" Hongjoong rushed to Wooyoung, picking him up and dragging him to the nurse's office.

"Your nose is bleeding and you got this huge bump on your forehead." Hongjoong commented, looking at the younger male with an unamused expression, to which Wooyoung only pouted in response.

Upon opening the nurse's office, your crouching figure greeted the two males.

"Y/N, thank goodness you're here. Please take care of this fool for me."

Your head whipped to the side when you heard the familiar voice of Hongjoong, the smile on your face dropping when you saw the person he's pertaining for you to take care of.

"Wooyo!" you began walking towards the said man, a scowl on your face as you began to scold him like a child, "How many times do I have to tell you to be careful!"

The pout on Wooyoung's face deepens, opting to stay quiet and not make eye contact with you. Hongjoong sighs and deliberately throws the guy at you.

"Oh my god-" you wailed as you tried to catch Wooyoung. Your hands wrapping themselves around his waist, trying to protest for the spartan ways of the older but shorter man.

"He's all yours." Hongjoong nonchalantly says, and with a wave of his hand, he immediately stepped out of the office, leaving you and Wooyoung alone.

Wooyoung is still processing the situation.

First, you called him by his nickname.

Second, you're holding him close to you.

Third, you smell so good he could just k-

"Wooyo, you're kind of heavy. Please get yourself together." your voice brought him out of his stupor, moving away from you at the speed of light and wincing from the sudden movement. The pain from the earlier accident still affecting him.

A loud sigh brought his attention back to you, seeing you pointing to one of the clinic beds and wordlessly telling him to sit so you could inspect and clean his injuries.

"How can you be so clumsy?" you asked, watching him walk towards the bed as you made your way to the cabinets, looking for the items you need to patch him up.

"It's not my fault," he scoffs, crossing his arms, "it's my ankle's fault for giving up on me in an important situation."

You rolled your eyes in disbelief, "And what might this important situation be?"

You started treating him while listening to his mini rant. Nodding your head from time to time, humoring him like a child.

"Can you believe him? and he calls himself my friend, how fucking dare he!" when he said this, his face turned to you, his eyes directly making contact with yours and time seems to have stopped for you.

The afternoon light from the sun peeked through the windows, shining on Wooyoung's handsome face and god did he have to look perfect right now?

The beam of brightness highlighting his features, making him look like an ethereal prince that you could only see in fairytales.

You didn't realize you were staring, not until he pinched your cheeks, "You weren't listening!"

You swat his hands away, "I am!" you pinched his cheeks back, making him groan in slight pain, "And to be honest, you were being dramatic."

He deadpanned, pursing his lips and preparing for another tantrum but before he could do so, your next words made his day better all of a sudden.

"You're lucky you're cute."

"Oh? What was that?" he smirked, your eyes widening when you realized what you said.

"Nah, I didn't say shit." you removed your hands from his cheeks, turning away and pretending to be busy, "Now go away, I have a lot to do and you're all done."

Even with your back facing him, the red tips of your ears were a dead giveaway.

"Don't worry," a whisper made itself into your ears, goosebumps raising on your skin when you discerned how close the proximity is between you and Wooyoung, "I think you're adorable as well."

"Wooyo!" you turned and pushed him away, to no avail as he gripped your wrist. Tight but gentle, like how he usually handles you.

The man himself is a barbarian, everyone knows that.

He goes around laughing like a maniac, almost bursting everyone's ears yet he also makes people laugh. His goofy and dazzling personality attracts too much attention.

Too much that it sometimes irked you because for pete's sake, having girls follow him around is annoying, considering the ever growing feelings you have for him.

You had always observed him from afar, admiring him for being real. For being an icon of happiness and.. well, for being a clown.

Anyways, you've seen him do things that one might overlook but in truth, those actions speak louder than words.

The way he takes care of his friends, crying when his friends cry, being clingy whenever he wants some attention. He is a loveable pain in the ass.

And that made you develop a tiny crush on him. You did not plan on confessing as you thought that your tiny infatuation will soon fade away like it always does.

But noo, Wooyoung just had to barge in one day and decided to wreck havoc in your already messy life.

He was complaining that one faithful day, telling you that he's having a headache because his friend (Yeosang) bonked him on the head. And as a functioning human being, you responded logically.

He wasn't accepting it though.

"Wooyoung, this is basic science. That can't happen. Now please do go and stop disturbing me."

"What? No! Then at least kiss my boo boo away!"

Was he flirting with you that day? Maybe. What matters now is the current dilemma you're in.

"Wooyo," you sternly said, "let me go."

He glared at you, "No." he replied back with much stubbornness.

You were about to tell him off again, but you winced at his next words, "Why do you always push me away?"

"I don't."

"Yes you do! And it's so darn frustrating because I really l-" he deliberately cut off his sentence. Pausing before he makes a mistake that he'll surely regret later.

He had already admitted it to his self. Just not to you.

He loves you.

The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knows that he'll want to spend the rest of his life you.

But he also does know that you have a lot on your plate.

The amount of times he heard you crying in empty classrooms or inside the girl's restroom (no he is by no means a pervert, he just knows that you're in there because of.. his keen eyes that can always spot you) is alarming.

And like the investigator he is, he learned that you were having some family problems.

A cheating father, parents going through divorce, custody fights and many more. Frankly, he doesn't want to be a burden to you, in fact, he wants to be your safe place.

He had longed for you to come to him, lean on him and he swears to all deities out there that he will protect you.

But for some reason, the timing wasn't always right.

"You what?" you whispered, wanting an answer but is scared to hear it because surely, you wouldn't be able to react properly.

Wooyoung opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again. This time, he lets go of you and you immediately missed his warmth.

"I really love being with you."

You were left breathless, maybe.. just maybe, when everything is peaceful in your life then the pieces might fall into its rightful places one by one.

"Yeah," you smiled, flicking his forehead, "I like being with you too even if you're too troublesome."

Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he began to walk away, "I know right, that is why even if you act all tough I know that you can't resist me."

Ah, really the nerve of this guy.

His words and presence turning your ordinary day into extraordinary.

Just as he was about to walk out of the door, he turned to you once more, giving you a soft look, "Don't worry, I'll still be here no matter what."

He didn't give you the chance to respond, running away from the office and leaving you dumbfounded with a pounding heart.

Your hands made their way onto your chest, trying to calm your erratic heart rate.

"Thank you, Wooyo. I'll come to you soon as well."

Right person, right time. You two will make it happen even against all odds because the first time that you two met, a home was built right then and there.

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readercognito · 1 month

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Lantern Plankton Migration

Nereus x Reader

(Y/n) shot Flora a withering look, not to be combated with Flora’s famous puppy eyes. But (Y/n) held her ground…For ten seconds.

“Fine! I’ll go to the stinking party!” (Y/n) caved, throwing her arms in the air.

Flora cheered, choosing to ignore (Y/n)’s next comment “Who knew that zooplankton migration was Andros’ version of summer solstice…”

“I’m so glad you're coming! No one else can, other than Aisha. And I’ll get to show you off as the newest member of the winx club!” Flora said excitedly.

“And here I was hoping to have a quiet Saturday after all that Trix nonsense…” (Y/n) said grumbling, but couldn’t help the smile that shone through. “Well, at least it’ll be a fun Saturday with my BFF!” (Y/n) said, jumping into the excitement right along Flora.

“Right?! And I have the perfect outfits for us!” Gushed Flora.

“Oh, is it…?” (Y/n) said, hyping her best friend up. Pointing to a certain set of outfits in Flora’s closet.

“You guessed it! We’re splitting the co-ords!” Flora squeed.

“YAAS! But I call dibs on using the top.” (Y/n) said, and grinned with mock cunning.

“Aww…so mean.” Flora said with false disappointment.

And that’s how the girls showed up to the party. (Y/n) wore a flutter sleeve tube top with a tropical floral pattern and a pair of white high-waisted shorts. While Flora was rocking a maxi skirt of the same pattern, with a slit to the mid-thigh and a black lettuce edge crop top. Aisha came swayed over to the girls,

“Well, well, don’t you look like a pair of baddies!” She said, hugging both girls. “So glad you guys came.”

Flora gave nothing but a smile, (Y/n) laughing “Like we would miss it! Plus Flora threw those puppy eyes at me… Can’t ever say no to that.”

The girls all laughed at (Y/n)s’ little joke. Aisha turned towards the moon pool in the center of her family's pavilion walking (Y/n) and Flora over to greet her cousins.

“You haven’t met my cousins yet have you (Y/n)?” Asked Aisha as they made their way over.

“Can’t say I have, I was in Linphea College during that whole ocean… fiasco.” (Y/n) said, shrugging. Waving her arms around a bit when mentioning the betrayal of Tritannus.

“Well you’ll get to meet them now!” Aisha said as the girls got to the pool, turning and gesturing to two of the mer-people within the moon pool “Hey guys! I know you know Flora, but we have a brand new member of the winx club! This is (Y/n).” She said, presenting (Y/n) to the merman and mermaid. (Y/n) smiled and gave a little wave. “(Y/n), these are my cousins Tressa, and Nereus!” Aisha said pointing to the mermaid, and merman respectively.

“OH! So you’re fishlips’ brother!” (Y/n) said before she could stop herself. Seeing Nereus and Tressas’ confused glances she continued “Sorry, little nickname I gave him during Flora and I’s talks. So sorry about that whole thing by the way, it must have been devastating for you three. I just wished he didn’t get pushed to that point, ya know?” (Y/n) said a bit melancholy.

Nereus gave a solemn nod in agreement. Her sentiments (and playful insult) instantly endeared (Y/n) to him.

Tressa decided to lighten the mood, “Ah, it’s all in the past now… Come on! the lantern plankton are about to arrive!” She said diving into the moon pool.

Aisha and Flora transforming into their sirenix forms and diving in after her, Nereus hesitated with (Y/n). Waiting patiently to follow after her.

“What’s the matter?” asked Nereus when (Y/n) made no moves to enter the moon pool.

“Would now be a bad time to mention that I don’t have any spells to help me breathe underwater?” (Y/n) said, gesturing towards the pool where her friends disappeared.

Nereus laughed, it was a little funny to see someone so confident get nervous so quickly.

“Here, stay next to me. I think I’ve got something for that.” Nereus said gently, pulling (Y/n) into the water.

(Y/n) chose not to protest, even though her clothes were getting wet. She was curious to see what the ocean prince would do. Nereus gently placed his arm around (Y/n)'s waist, amazed at her immediate trust in him, wondering aloud.

“You trust quickly,” he said.

“Oh no I don’t! But Flora trusts you.” (Y/n) said her expression turning serious “Which means you're someone worth putting at least a little faith in.” (Y/n) said, instantly returning back to her lighthearted teasing.

Nereus felt his cheeks warm a bit at the statement. He wasn’t sure why, since most people he knew praised his good character. But hearing from (Y/n), who was such a bombastic and friendly person herself, made it feel like guppies were swimming around in his gut. Realizing that (Y/n) had been patiently waiting for him for a bit he hurriedly placed an underwater breathing spell on her. Tucking her to his side and swimming her into the open water. Which made (Y/n) realize something about the spell rather quickly…

“You jerk! Ya could’a told me that the spell keeps you dry!” said (Y/n) playfully, slapping Nereus on the arm.

“Oh, my apologies! I guess I don’t really consider these sorts of things…” Nereus said, cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

(Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh, covering her mouth trying to hide her smile. “Relax, I’m not actually mad. Now come on, take me to this plankton march… thing.” she said,

“The lantern zooplankton migration?” Nereus said, raising a playful quizzical eyebrow.

He wasn’t used to people talking so relaxed with him, being a crown prince and all. But he was enjoying it. (Y/n) brought out a playful side to him that he hadn’t had since his brother's banishment.

(Y/n) just rolled her eyes with a laugh, allowing Nereus to swim her to the observation area. Meeting up with Aisha, Flora, and Tressa. They talked until the plankton appeared. It was a beautiful sight, it was like glowing living smoke. The colors shifted with the twists and turns of the zooplankton colony. Everyone was quiet with awe, the occasional sounds of wonder murmuring through the crowd at a particular color shift or swirl of the plankton.

Then something amazing happened, while the rest of the spectators with a large swath of the lantern plankton, a small arm of the colony meandered it’s way to (Y/n). Swirling around her (Y/n) reached out to them, playing with the little creatures pushing them to and fro. Nereus gazed at her, smitten. It was like an aquatic halo of multicolored light surrounded (Y/n), highlighting all her glorious features. Nereus could only equate what he was witnessing, to the magnetic beauty of a siren. Her light hearted genuine laughter was music to his ears. Nereus was bewitched by her, body and soul. Only the lantern plankton hurrying back to their migration was what returned him from his stupor. The tail end of the colony disappears into the ocean waters, causing the spectators to return to their homes.

The swim back to the party was a jovial one. Aisha gushed about (Y/n) and the lantern plankton, since it was something that no one had ever seen before. (Y/n) described how wonderful it felt to be amongst such amazing creatures. And it wasn’t until the trio of girls started making their good-byes that Nereus realized he might not see (Y/n) again for quite some time. It was now or never.

(Y/n) heard Nereus call her over, when got closer to him he waved her down to his level. However when (Y/n) leaned down, she felt lips on her cheek and heard a splash.

“Nereus! I’m so gonna get you back for that!”

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