Fenton is mage??
After Danny was caught using a new power as Fenton by his parents. He told them he learned magic, as he saw that Ghost are real. Why not the rest too!
They believed it and later the Whole Town too. Told everyone he can use magic. Amity Park is kind of happy about that Danny learned magic like a D&D character. With his magic he could make it rain, the fields have badly dried up.
Amity park is happy, rest of the world is jealous. They too need a weather bending boy in their country or land!
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How would Thranduil act if he was jealous of his S/O getting flirted with?
First of all, I'm sorry I took so long to reply this (I know, I know. Shame), but I hope you like it.
Pairing: Thranduil x Fem. Reader (Second person POV)
Themes: Smut (Lemon) | Soft
Warnings: Jealous! Thranduil | Kissing | Marking/Hickies | Dirty talk | Explicit language | Penetrative sex | Rough sex | Cream pie
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🌿It all happens during a feast, of course, when the two of you make your rounds and talk to various guests. Your lady-in-waiting introduces you to a visitor to Mirkwood and he keeps you engaged the entire time.
🌿Thranduil sees it. He sees the elf talking too much and taking too much of your time.
🌿The king glides up to you and the visitor without making a sound.
🌿Hearing the other ellon pour honeyed words into your ear vexes him. Seeing him place his hand on your arm vexes him even more. Hearing you laugh and watching that hand tighten around your arm pushes Thranduil over the edge.
🌿"My love," Thranduil would say, his voice as warm and sweet as a summer day. "Pray who is your companion?"
🌿You make all of the necessary introductions, a flush creeping up your cheeks when you catch the clenched jaw and narrowed eyes. Thranduil was far from pleased with your new acquaintance. It was plain as day to anyone.
🌿Thranduil smiles, but that smile does not reach his eyes. "I have heard of your realm," he tells your new friend. "Tell me, are all your people so... overly familiar with the consorts of others?"
🌿Realization dawns, and the other ellon gulps, his eyes going wide. He wastes no time, mumbling apology after apology. Thranduil hears none of it. He takes you by the arm and leads you gently around other guests enjoying the feast. You keep stealing glances, your stomach tying itself into knots whenever your gaze rests on that clenched jaw. There was going to be more once he had you safely ensconced in your shared chambers; you were certain of it. The prospect excites you greatly.
🌿Thranduil wastes no time. As soon as he kicks the doors to the bedroom shut, he whirls you around and pulls you in for a kiss. It was no ordinary kiss. This kiss was violent and bruising and left you gasping for air. Oh, he knows you were an innocent party, but the sight of that elf acting all so familiar with you made his blood boil. He pulls you to bed, whispering sweet obscenities the entire time. The sensation of his hot breath against your ear is enough to make your skin tingle in all manner of ways.
🌿"That fool thought to touch you? Well, let me show you what a true ellon's touch feels like."
🌿"By the time I am finished with you, you will not even remember that fucker's name."
🌿You are reduced to a whimpering mess when he rips your dress to shreds.
🌿"But Th-thranduil," you protest, drinking in his body while he disrobed himself. "The feast..."
🌿The King merely laughs and dips his head. "The truth now. Would you prefer to be at the feast, or here, beneath me?"
🌿How could you lie? The thought of the Elvenking bedding you was enough to make heat bloom in your core. You give your answer. It pleases Thranduil to no end.
🌿What follows is a round of frenzied lovemaking. Thranduil doesn't hesitate to leave his mark all over you, especially your throat. He wants the others to see you belong to him and no one else.
🌿And he wants the others to hear it, too.
🌿"Scream for me, meleth. You know how much I love the sounds you make."
🌿 You were sure your moans and his carried well outside the bed chamber, but you couldn't bring yourself to even care. The intense jolts licking up your spine make it nearly impossible for you to do so. Thranduil keeps up with his torturous pace, pinning your hands over your head when you keep rearing to kiss him.
🌿"Not tonight," he would hiss even his hips bruise the insides of your thighs. Listening to you whimper and mewl unraveled him, made him go harder and faster.
🌿"Scream my name when you come," he commands when your walls grow tighter and tighter around his cock. "I want to hear you scream my name."
🌿 It doesn't take long for the world to stop spinning. Your body shakes and trembles when your orgasm rips through you. You cannot think. You can barely breathe. So lost are you in your state of bliss that you barely hear him moan long and deep before spilling his seed.
🌿 "Do you think he heard?" Thranduil whispers while trying to catch his breath.
🌿 A smile slowly works its way across your face. "I think it's safe to say they all heard, my king."
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