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littlelivslibrary · 2 months
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It was great, guys. See you around xox
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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This account will only now be used for writing Sugar Mommies and other fics. It’s been fun my loves but I’m officially putting myself first. I will no longer react to asks unless they’re related to my fics.
See you later
Livvy
Xoxo
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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As she reaches the end of the bed, you stir and briefly wake up. 
Muttering out a sleepy, “Mommy?” before Natasha rushes back to your side to softly shush you and stroke her fingers through your hair. 
“Go back to sleep, my little kitten. It’s way too early for you to be awake.” 
“Mmm no, I’m up now.” You reply with your eyes closed. “So..awake…”
“Wide awake, huh, detka?” Natasha smiles lovingly as you softly snore against your pillow. “My sweet girl.”
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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Flower Petals on the Floor
Word Count: 996
Rating: General with fluffy scenes. SFW!
Summary: All you wanted to do was surprise the Trio! at work. But the stupid security guard is set on ruining your plan.
Dom!Natasha Romanoff, Dom!Wanda Maximoff, Dom!Carol Danvers x Sub!Reader
(I swear I'm not an idiot. I got asks and I lost them. Can I find them? No. I remember it being along the lines of 'a security guard not letting Baby past' so nonnie I am sorry for losing your ask. Just label me stupid I guess. Again, it’s not the best thing I’ve written but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless)
xoxo
It was supposed to be a surprise. 
A midweek visit as your classes were called off. 
You’d even bought a small bouquet of flowers for each of them. 
But would the stupid security man let you in?
No.
No matter what you tried to say, he just wasn’t having it. 
“Listen! They know who I am, just let me up!” 
“No. Your name isn’t on the list, meaning you can’t come in.” He tells you. “Now go and bug someone else.” 
You glower at him, officially irriated. 
“I am not bugging - how many times do I have to tell you? I’m their girlfriend!” 
“That’s what they all say. I wasn’t born yesterday.” 
“Listen boogers for brains, I don’t know who pissed in your coffee this morning; but I’m here to surprise my girlfriends ‘cos they’re stressed out of their minds and you’re sort of ruining it!”
“Heard it all before, love. Now beat it.” 
He shoves you and you stumble back. 
“Hey!” 
“Get out of my building, doll face.” 
“Who are you -” 
“I will personally remove you if I have to. Leave.” 
He tries to shove you again but you manage to scurry back.
You glare at him.
“Fine. Fine. I’m going. There’s no need to push me. God.” 
You stomp out of the reception area and back out the pristine glass doors, where the horrible weather is waiting to soak you. 
“Fucking stupid…butt face.” 
You stop as the door swings shut behind you and pull your phone out of your pocket; texting the Trio.
Y/N (13:14): Hypothetically…if I was trying to get into your building…what would I need to do?
Carol (13:14): Well hello to you too, cutie. 
Carol (13:14):  We’d have to put you on the OK list; get you a Visitor ID sorted and so on. Why?
You groan. 
Why is nothing ever simple?
Y/N (13:15): No reason
Wanda (13:15): Are you downstairs, baby?
Y/N (13:16): Maybe…? I’m outside…
Natasha (13:15): Go back inside love, we’ll be there in a minute❤️
You quickly do as you’re told, rushing back into the warmth of the building. 
Only, you’re met with the same security man as before. 
He’s glaring at you. 
“Listen love, if you wanted to be handcuffed this badly, all you had to do was ask.” 
“What?”
He throws your flowers to the ground and spins you around so fast that you don’t even have the time to make a sarcastic comment. 
The cold bite of his handcuffs snag at your skin. 
“Listen -” 
“No, you listen to me, I’ve had enough of your shit. You’re in detainment until the cops get here, is that understood?”
“Cops? But wait -” 
“Save it.” 
This has to be the most mortifying ordeal of your life. 
Everyone in the open reception space is looking at you and you really don’t know what to do. 
And to make it worse, your left shoe keeps squeaking.
“I can’t - I can’t go to jail!” 
“Should have thought of that sooner, love.” 
He moves you so easily that you make the mental note to start going to the gym. 
Dragging you towards the turnstiles. 
He scans his ID and pushes you through.
Taking you towards the back door when - 
“Greg, any reason you’ve got our girlfriend by the wrists?” Natasha’s voice has you both stopping and you just want to sob in relief. 
She glares at the man holding you, raising an eyebrow. 
“Oh thank god.” You mutter. 
“Yeah, that’s kind of our job.” Carol adds. 
“Told you I wasn’t lying.” You glare back at him.
“I was just -” 
“Being disrespectful to someone who we care about.” Natasha buts in. “Forget being professional, you were being downright rude. Uncuff her. Right now.” 
“Yes, ma’am. Sorry ma’am.” 
He lets you go and you quickly move to stand closer to your women; Wanda’s hand quickly finds your waist and holds you close. 
“Do you do this to all the visitors that aren’t on the all clear?” Carol asks, putting her hands into her pant pockets. 
If things hadn’t been so disastrous, you’d have found it incredibly hot. 
…Maybe you still do…
“I - no. I…” 
“Go on. We’re waiting.” Wanda snaps. 
“I was told to make sure no one got in if they’re not on the all clear.”
“And how do we ensure people do get on the all clear?” Natasha asks, as if she’s speaking to a 1 year old, 
“Having one of the reception team buzz up to Kate…”
“And did you do that?” Wanda asks.
“No…”
“Why not?” Says Carol. 
“…she…she was testing my patience!”
“And the reasonable thing to do was handcuff our girlfriend and cause a scene?”
“I was handling it accordingly.”
“He hurt my arms.” You pout and nestle into Wanda, hiding your smile. 
“I think we should have a little chat, Greg, don’t you think? Bring in the Head of Security too?”
The man visibly pales.
“I think that sounds wonderful.” Natasha adds on. “You’re dismissed. We’ll contact you later when we’re ready.” 
And just like that, he’s gone. Practically vanishing in thin air.
“Are you okay, my love?” Carol asks, looking you over and inspecting your wrists. She clocks the red marks where the handcuffs were too tight. 
“I’m gonna kill him.” Natasha growls, pulling you in for a tight hug. “My poor girl.”
“We’re gonna put you on the clearance list and get you an ID sorted.” Wanda says. “So you can come straight up next time.”
“Okay.” You pout. “I brought you flowers but he…” You point to the flowers littered on the floor. 
“Aw, baby girl.” Natasha sighs. “We appreciate the gesture. C’mon. Wanna come see where we work?”
You nod. 
Natasha takes your hand and leads you to the elevators. 
They open almost as soon as you get there and the four of you walk inside. 
Carol presses their floor and you grin up at her. 
Until she asks:
“Baby girl. Where’s your coat?”
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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The One with the Scary Game
Word Count: 546
Rating: General with fluffy scenes. SFW!
Summary: MJ encourages you to play FNaF. What could possibly go wrong?
Dom!Natasha Romanoff, Dom!Wanda Maximoff, Dom!Carol Danvers x Sub!Reader
(I swear I got an ask for this, but can I find it? No. I remember it being along the lines of Natasha hearing Baby shouting: "Mommy!" and coming rushing to her aid. It's not the best thing I've written but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless)
xoxo
You really should stop listening to MJ.
It’s becoming a serious problem. 
Especially for your heart.
Even if you do want to murder her. 
“It’s not that scary,” You mimic MJ’s voice, pulling a face. “You’ll be fine, they’re only cuddly animatronics. What’s the worst that could happen?” 
You’re standing on the sofa, nervously bouncing as you re-check the cameras, begging Chica and Bonnie to stay away. 
“C’mon 6am. C’mon 6am…” 
Someone slams the fridge door and it startles you.
“Can you not!” You glance quickly back at Carol who’s smirking. 
“Sorry, little one. Didn’t mean to scare you.” 
“Sure you didn’t.” 
You get laugh as a response as Carol leaves you to your game. 
“C’mon 6am…c’mon…” 
Your hands are so clammy it’s no joke. 
“5am! How is it still 5am?” 
You check the cameras again, letting out a whimper when you spot Freddie on the move too. 
“NO! C’mon now!” 
You exhale shakily. 
“Mommy…mommy…mommy…” It comes out in a quiet chant. “Mooommmyyyy.” 
You frantically check the doors, letting out an incoherent string of words when you stop Bonnie in time. 
“I can do this…I can do this…” 
You really think you are. 
Convinced you’re about the beat the third night, when you hear a laugh. 
Your body freezes up and you’re about to ask yourself what that was, when Freddie pops out of nowhere, scaring the soul right out of your body. 
You scream at the top of your lungs.
Shouting: “MOMMY!” as your controller is launched into the air; toppling off the sofa in a tangle of limbs. 
You lie there. 
Mortified. 
Envisioning the different ways you can murder MJ for telling you to play this game. 
The main light is switched on as Natasha comes sprinting into the room, blinding you momentarily.
“Who died?!” 
A sad noise leaves you.
And you point to the screen that says GAME OVER. 
“I did...” 
“Oh detka…” Natasha walks over to where you’re lying on the floor and offers her hand down to you. “I warned you not to play it in the dark.” 
“Yeah, I know.” You allow her to help you up and quickly wrap your arms around her. 
“Do I want to know why you shouted my title at the top of your lungs?” She asks, looking at you. “Got a secret kink you need to share with us?”
You bark out a laugh and playfully shove the red head away. 
“Nerd. I do not have a - no - I just, shut up.” 
Natasha just laughs at you and pulls you in for another cuddle. 
“My brave girl, hmm?” 
It takes you a second to reply.
“...yes.” 
“How ‘bout we leave the scary game for today? Wanna have a bubble bath with mommy?” 
Your eyes light up.
“With candles?” 
“Anything my sweet baby wants. Wanna race?” 
“You’re on!”
Natasha smiles lovingly, tucking your hair behind your ear.
“Wanna do the count down or shall I do it?” 
“You can this time.” You reply. 
“Ready?” You nod in reply. “3…2...1…Go!” 
Natasha darts off as you attempt to leap over the sofa.
Your giggles fill the quiet apartment as you dart up the stairs, just behind Natasha. 
“Get back here, Romanoff!” 
“Gotta be quicker than that, baby girl! I’m gonna win!” 
You let her win. 
Totally. 
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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Writing challenge set to myself…accepted ✍🏻💦
A Date with Temptation Sugar Mommies x Reader coming soon xox
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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littlelivslibrary · 4 months
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To those who have been messaging my inbox, worried I have forgotten my universe and/or have abandoned it, I can assure you I have not. I will finish this series but only when I am good and ready. My personal life is becoming my main focus, as it should, and I will find the time to write and update when I am good and ready.
Love to you all, my sweets
Xox
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littlelivslibrary · 5 months
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Imagine...🫴🏼💦 18+ Only.
Imagine you, Wanda and MJ are having a film night at your place. Whilst MJ is nestled in the armchair, you and Wanda are nestled under a blanket on the sofa. It doesn't take long for Wanda's hands to roam over your lower half and it takes all your willpower to not react as to alert MJ to your shenanigans. You give up on the film you're supposed to be watching and instead you and Wanda end up breathing the same air; mouths grazing as her fingers create a puddle between your legs.
You're quick to excuse yourself to the bathroom, Wanda hot on your heels, her fingers still glistening. MJ shoves more popcorn into her mouth, completely unaware. No sooner does Wanda shut the bathroom door behind you, do you end up on your knees, riding two of Wanda's fingers greedily, mouth dropping open.
She'd tell you to keep your voice down, thumb dragging over your bottom lip as you rake in shaky breath after shaky breath, eyes glazing over as pleasure runs through your body. You greedily suck her index finger into your mouth, sucking on it, before she moves it to press directly on your clit. You let out a gut wrenching howl and Wanda is quick to slam her mouth onto yours to mute you as best as she could.
"Shh, baby," she says, "unless you want MJ to see what a mess you're making on the floor, hmm?"
Her fingers curl inside of you and wetness soaks her hand and you ride her as if your life depends on it; trying your hardest to keep as quiet as you can.
When you finally do cum, you squeeze your eyes shut as your body shudders and your legs tremble and Wanda's fingers don't let up until you're sagging into her and trying to escape her due to being too stimulated.
You're breathing heavy, not taking in proper breaths, not trusting yourself to keep quiet.
Wanda coos over you and praises you for being such a good girl, sending you on your way with a slap to the ass before licking her fingers clean.
You return to the living room with shaky legs and a dry mouth as Wanda flushes the toilet and follows you moments later, snuggling in close to your twitchy body and recovering you with the blanket.
She kisses your cheek before whispering into your ear:
"Tell MJ to sleep at Peter's tonight. I'm not done with you yet."
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littlelivslibrary · 5 months
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Guys. Super important question...
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littlelivslibrary · 5 months
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Mini spoiler for Sugar Mommies, Season 2, Pt: 7 18+ Only. No Minors.
You let out a tiny whimper, grinding down.
That doesn’t go unnoticed by Carol. 
Or Natasha. Who is still on the FaceTime call.
Not that you can see her from your current position. 
Kneeling.
Facing a corner. 
With your hands behind your back.
Cuffed by Carol’s black handcuffs. 
You’re so uncomfortable and can’t help but fidget on the spot, desperate to relieve the ache on your ankles. 
“I thought we said you weren’t to make a sound, kitten.” Natasha’s voice fills your ears. 
You swallow back another moan, nodding your head silently so she knows you heard her. 
You make eye contact with Carol and she raises an eyebrow down at you. 
“Head down.” she orders and you quickly do as you’re told. 
Lowering your head in submission. 
“There’s a good girl.” Her fingers stroke through your hair. “You like your new toy, princess?”
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littlelivslibrary · 5 months
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Well doesn’t this show my writing style 😂🤦🏻‍♀️ I write like crazy, either lose stream and move on and forget or I write like a mad person until it’s finished 😂
I’ll crack on and finish this one asap!
18+ below the cut.
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littlelivslibrary · 5 months
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Writing a little imagine…💬📱
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littlelivslibrary · 5 months
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The One Where Wanda Forgets - A WandaNatxReader fic, coming to a phone near you soon!
Synopsis: There’s something really important Wanda has to do today, but can she remember? No. Maybe it isn’t as important as she thinks…or is it?
Word count: To be written.
Pairing: WandaxNatashaxReader.
Rating: SFW - General Fluff
This work is not associated with my Sugar Mommies Universe.
Xox
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littlelivslibrary · 6 months
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Imagine….💦 (NSFW)
After the first time Baby sleeps with the Trio, she only manages to cum once she gets really self conscious about sleeping with them…convincing herself she’s broken…the Trio notice somethings wrong and eventually coax it out of her and the Baby is mortified. Convinced she is broken, but the Trio calm her down and explain to her that she isn’t.
“You just haven’t found the right sexual partners yet, baby girl.” Carol says.
“It’s hard to make yourself cum more than once.” Natasha says into your ear.
“But with us, your body will just react. Let us take control of you. Don’t overthink it. Don’t fight it. Just feel.” Wanda says.
So the next time the Trio take you to bed, they take you to bed. They coax your first orgasm out of you nice and slow; you finish on Carol’s fingers with Natasha’s tongue deep in your mouth and Wanda’s teeth in your neck.
After that, they’re still on you…just not inside of you. Letting you have a second to just jerk and feel your orgasm. Whispering dirty things into your ears to keep you squirming and wet. So, so wet.
And when they bring out a toy and order you to climb on - carefully - you do as you're told. Even if you're blushing red. They swarm you, never once leaving your skin; fingers lips, teeth.
And when Natasha clicks the toy on you all but jerk and nearly fly off. But Wanda keeps you down.
"You'll be sensitive. But I know you can do it."
Your back arches as your clit fully makes contact and you eyes flutter shut. Your hips move on their own accord. You're chasing the sensation between your legs and God, it feels so good.
Carol bites down on your nipples and you squeak, hips jerking so fast you all hear the squelch down there.
"Someone is very wet for us, hmm?" Natasha drags your bottom lip between her teeth. "You're so fucking hot, baby girl. Fuck."
When it gets switched to the medium setting, your hips move faster and your breathing comes out in lewd gasps, head lolling back as you can feeling another orgasm brewing.
"Oh...oh..."
"That's it baby."
"Ride it like the good girl you are."
"Maybe next time you can ride daddy's cock huh? Let us guide your hips...fuck you into oblivion as many times as we want?"
You don't know who does it but the toy is switched to the highest setting and you chase your orgasm so intently you let swear word after swear word slip from your mouth.
And when it hits you, that powerful wave of sheer, hot, pleasure, you double forward and scream into the mattress, body spasming and jerking as wave after wave flows through you.
Someone kisses your spine and you slump off the toy and onto the bed. The other switches the toy off and a pair of lips meet your own.
You're breathing hard. Gasping for breath.
"You're okay, baby girl. Our good girl." Wanda whispers.
"I - I didn't, wow. Oh."
"How was that, my love?" Natasha asks.
You can't even form sentences. You can only nod as you let out a little laugh.
"We knew you had it in you." Carol smiles.
From then on, the Trio never let you just have one orgasm.
No, they own your body.
And you wouldn't have it any other way.
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littlelivslibrary · 6 months
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If anyone gets a message off an account called: ilovecats or whatever please block them. They’re constantly messaging me and being mean and I just, they’re messaging my friends now. Please be safe
Xox
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littlelivslibrary · 6 months
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Do you have any crumbs of writing to share…please?
Have something for an upcoming spicy hour 🌶️
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Wanda would wait though, until things cool down enough for you to let your guard down before her hand slips up into your hair and she pulls you close to her, grinning a toothy smile when you let out a incomprehensible stream of words as the shock overcomes you. "Enjoying the film, pet?"
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