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frederikandersens · 4 years

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Broken Promises (2) (Frederik Andersen)

A/N: here’s the sequel to Broken Promises! I’m so excited people are enjoying my writing I never expected this🥺 this one is mainly for @hockeyblogg since she requested it and it got my creative juices flowing, thank you for requesting a part two🥺💜

Warnings: none. But we do have a soft! Freddie

Word count: 1715

After the get together at Mitch’s home a few months ago, you had been spending almost everyday you could with the boys, even hosting your own get together at your place.

Freddie everyday since had been checking in on you to make sure you’re doing okay, and he genuinely cared and would often call you if anything was wrong.

You debate whether or not going through the Timmie’s drive-thru in your pyjamas - or jogging pants and t-shirt - and decide to put a bra on since the shirt was a little tight fitted. You order your usual double-double and make your way back home, admiring how empty the streets are right now, admiring the view of the buildings and the sunrise.

Making your way back up to your apartment you sit on your couch that felt far too comfortable so you try to distract yourself by watching Cody Ko, because who doesn’t watch Cody Ko? He’s hilarious.

After drinking your coffee you look at the time, 8am, and decide to get ready for the day until you get a text from Mitch.

Mitch:

Hey, need you to come over today. Dress kind of okay, I guess

Y/N:

Wear what???

Mitch:

Like a casual dress or something

Y/N:

Ok? Is mom and dad coming down or something?

Mitch:

Just listen to me please

Y/N:

Ok calm yourself Mitch

Mitch:

Smh🙄

You raise your eyebrow at the text, trying to figure out why Mitch needs you dressed up so fucking early in the morning.

You put out a really nice black dress that shows off your curves in all the best ways. You also weren’t the biggest fan of makeup so you just settle for that glowing, fresh face of yours and fix your hair to your preference. Mitch knew you absolutely hated when he’d keep secrets from you, this happens a lot so maybe he wanted to take you out for dinner? Y’know, to get along as brother and sister for once.

Y/N:

I’m On my way!

Wow that autocorrected way too enthusiastically because I am not excited at all

Mitch:

First of all, ouch

Second of all I’ll meet you outside

You grab your car keys quickly looking into the mirror and hyping yourself up a bit just in case any of his boys were there, you wanted to be as confident as possible around them. Wanted to give off that “I’m a bad bitch” vibe.

You don’t see any cars beside Mitch’s as you pull into the driveway, “uh, why are you wearing a suit?” You ask Mitch, the guy looked like a waiter, “just because, also put this on” he hands you a scarf, “Mitch, my hair” you gesture, “oh right, keep your eyes closed, do not fucking open them at all, got it?” He says strenly, “ok” you throw your hands up and close your eyes as he guides you to his car.

You try to focus on the feeling of where you were driving in hopes to figure out where you were going, but you had no clue. Mitch wasn’t dumb, he knew not to take the usual route to wherever you were going.

“Ok, don’t open your eyes, I’m gonna come get you” Mitch says, “yes sir” you sigh waiting for Mitch to open the door, he grabs your arm and walks you into whatever building you were in, “hey man, it’s us” he buzzes into someone’s place, “who?” You ask, “shut up” he says.

Walking you into an elevator and getting stares from people in the elevator with you he’s quick you reassure them that your his sister and he’s bringing you to a surprise, and you can’t help but laugh at that awkward encounter.

As the doors open he walks you down what you can only assume is a hall, “don’t open your eyes yet” he holds his hand over your face as he opens the door with the other hand.

“Mmm, are those candles? They smell good!” You say, “ok, open” he says.

You open your eyes and see Freddie standing in front of you with a bouquet of roses, he was in a navy blue suit and did he ever look hot. The pants were tight around his thighs and you couldn’t help but look, and the jacket fit well to the point you could see the size of his arms. The lights in the apartment were dimmed, light coming from candles that were lit all around the kitchen, some scented, some not.

“Holy shit” your jaw drops, “I know we’ve never talked if we had feelings for eachother or not, but I have feelings for you Y/N, and I’m not sure if you’ve noticed. I really wanted this to be as romantic as possible but I’m actually really nervous because they’re all staring at me” he points at Mitch, Auston, and Morgan, you laugh as you brush a piece of hair behind your ear, “and you’re also really beautiful, I just can’t handle it” he says, “so I guess what I want to ask is” he takes a deep breath, “will you be my girlfriend? And also help me eat all of this food” he points at the grilled cheese, “I’m sorry, I literally paid them to cook and this was all they did, I wanted this to be more roman-”

You place your hand on his arm, rubbing it to reassure him, “Freddie, it’s amazing, I love it. And of course, I’d love to be your girlfriend” you smile, “grilled cheese is one of my favourites so I guess it looks like you hired the right chef” you laugh, wrapping your arms around him you can physically feel him relax, “you look beautiful, by the way” he whispers, “you look very handsome” you look up at him and smile.

“Hey, hate to break the moment but your food will get cold” Mitch whispers, both you and Freddie shoot daggers in his way and he’s quick to shut up.

“Okay!” Auston claps his hands together, “our job is done!” He puts his shoes on and walks out of the door.

“I’m sorry he was here, he wouldn’t leave” Freddie whispers, “it’s okay” you mumble into his chest.

“Morgan, I know we’re supposed to wait to turn on the soft flowy music until after they eat but I think this is gonna last awhile” Mitch whispers and Morgan’s quick to nod and turn on some cute song, “do we eat the grilled cheese?” He whispers back to mitch, “yeah why not” they grab the plate and sit on the island.

“Dance with me?” He asks, you nod wrapping your right hand with his.

His left hand finds its place on your hip and your left hand found his shoulder. Your bodies were so close together and you felt so small compared to him - felt so safe - you could get used to this. There was a lot of passion behind Freddie and yourself and you know it would never fade because of how you two first met.

Mitch was quick to post a snap of you two, a couple seconds on you and Freddie before flipping the camera around to him and Morgan cheersing with their grilled cheese and Mitch throws up a peace sign followed by a soft laugh from them.

Eventually your eyes lock with Freddie’s, faces just inches apart and you feel your cheeks heat up. You were unable to look away and Freddie slowly places his forehead to yours, pressing a kiss to your nose that you felt for moments after, craving his lips on yours for the last few months, you don’t even think before you kiss him. Morgan and Mitch gasp and Mitch was quick to get a photo on his phone, it turned out to be a beautiful photo.

Your arms were holding just below the collar of his jacket and both of his hands were on your waist, “holy shit” Morgan whispers. These guys really knew how to ruin a moment, but since you had Mitch doing that your whole life, you knew how to ignore it.

Once you finally realize what was happening your heart rate began to pick up, his lips felt so good on yours, they were slightly chapped but it was hard to tell as your chapstick was quick to wear off on his lips too.

Both of you were completely swept up in the passion, and completely forgot about Morgan and Mitch watching you two make out.

Pulling away from the kiss the two of you look at each other and smile. Since there was no meal to eat you throw out the idea of watching a movie or something with the boys ands Freddie, and they all like they idea so you all agree on just watching Friends.

“That dress can’t be very comfortable” Morgan says, “yeah no, not to watch tv in anyway” you laugh. Mitch had a pair of jogging pants with him and offered them to you, but you told him that he could keep them to change into since he was in dress pants but he insisted, “did you happen to bring a hoodie with you too?” You ask, “you can have one of mine” Freddie says as he goes up to his room and comes back down with his nike hoodie that he seemed to wear a lot.

After you get changed you walk back out and a smile was plastered on your boyfriends face - oh god, did that ever sound amazing to call him that - “what?” You laugh, “nothing” he opens his arms for you and you cuddle into him.

The feeling of his warm body against yours made you feel so small and so protected. His arms wrapped around you and you bury your head in his neck, his scent bringing you to a sense of peace you’ve never been at before. You look up at him and move your hand to trace his jawline, he looks down when you do and smiles, “what?” He asks, “I’m just admiring you” you whisper, he just smiles and kisses your head. And from then on, you knew Freddie would always be the one, no one could ever love you the way he does.

#frederik andersen imagines #freddie andersen imagine #freddy andersen imagine #toronto maple leafs #morgan rielly #mitch marner #imagines

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pinballwitxh · 5 years

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relative - spencerxoc (request)

!!!REQUEST!!!

I just wanted a story where the reader is early 20s and Spence is like almost late 30s. Maybe hes had a long 1-2 year secret relationship her knowing the team would 1 be all up in his business and 2 they would have something to say about her age. So spence and reader are all happy and in love and they have an amazing and idk romantic night together with love making and the next day or the team over hears a phone convo...or maybe he goes to visit her and the team follow him to see what hes hiding and find the girl...dig up all the dirt they could find on her possible and finally go to him and say that shes not right and way to young and beautiful for him or some dumb shit (just trying to protect him so like not super mean about it but still a huge wtf moment.) So like after they go to him about everything hes like "not only are yall wrong but you are also to late. Asked her to marry me last night. And shes perfect for me type thing. Also maybe you could stick a moment in there where reader is suprised and very upset for Spencer that his friends think he couldnt pull someone like her. Maybe she stands up for him. (requested by @dontworryaboutme-period)

a/n: sorry this took me so long, lovely! here is your much awaited fanfic and i am trash at taking requests i am so sorry. i changed up a bit of the plot but i hope you like it! thank you for being my first requester, i had so much fun writing this. :)

summary: age is just a number and spencer reid is determined to prove that to the team when they discover his secret relationship with a younger woman. he knows they’re looking out for him but he will not lose the girl he’s fallen head over heels for.

warnings: PASSIONATE smut, some cursing

The movie had just ended and Spencer could not even remember what they were watching, seeing as they had spent the last hour of the film kissing and touching one another. Soft moans carried through the apartment as she palmed him through his pants, taking his bottom lip between her teeth. They were briefly interrupted when the Netflix film stopped playing and the trailer for a new film queued up.

They pulled away and chuckled at the disheveled state they were both in, hair strung out in all directions and lips chapped. Spencer leaned over and turned the television off, “That was a great movie,”

“I really liked the part where you grabbed my ass,” she responded with a wink.

Spencer laughed, “Maybe we should move the sequel to my room?”

“God, you and your puns,” she said with a smile.

Quickly she pulled him up from the couch and nearly dragged him down the hall to his room, causing him to laugh at her neediness (which he had to admit turned him on quite a bit.) They nearly collided heads as she yanked him onto the bed towards her and attacked his lips again. His hands became tangled in her hair and she moaned at his slight tugging.

“You sure you can stay the night?”

She pulled away quickly and nodded, “I’ll just have to leave a little earlier than usual to make it to my nine o’clock class,”

Spencer kissed her forehead, “How’s school going this semester?”

She pulled him down close to her, “Same old, same old, you know how it goes.”

“Considering I haven’t been to school in twenty-two years sometimes I don’t remember how it goes,” he chuckled, kissing into her neck slowly.

“Don’t be a smartass, Spence. Not all of us are as intelligent as you,” she sighed as he ran a tongue over her sweaty skin.

He grinned, “I thought you said my intelligence was, oh,” he paused to think, “If I remember correctly I think you used the word sexy?”

“Shut up and fuck me, Doctor Reid,” she growled, tugging on his hair so he could look her in the eyes.

He could feel a chill run down his spine at the hunger in her bright eyes, so he complied. His hands found their way under her shirt and stopped at her breasts, massaging them slowly. She arched her back and her eyes slid shut, reveling in his touch.

He peppered kisses all over her neck as he pulled her bra to the side, rubbing his thumb over her hardened nipples. His erection was aching now and he pulled away to slip her shirt over her head and threw it to the side, her bra followed shortly after.

It nearly made her come undone right there as he stared lovingly at her exposed chest and stomach, running his hands all over her body. Hastily she tugged at his shirt and begged with her eyes for him to take it off. Soon, both of them had shed all of their clothes and her legs wrapped around his waist tighty.

Spencer groaned at the feeling of her slick arousal on his enlarged member, taking her mouth into his once more.

For a little over a year now they had been together but it never failed to turn her on like it was their first time. She figured part of it was the adrenaline rush they both got from such a secret and taboo relationship, it made them feel like two hormonal teenagers sneaking behind their parents’ backs.

Part of her wished they could tell people, though.

Spencer lined himself up with her entrance and took her smaller hands in his, intertwining fingers. Slowly he slid inside of her, eliciting two loud groans of pleasure from both of them. Her back arched and he leaned down to suck on her nipple lovingly, his tongue swirling around her swollen bud.

He began to pump in and out of her as he squeezed his hands around hers. She couldn’t contain the longing moans of his name when he fully sheathed himself inside of her, grinding against him. He pulled away and smiled down at her adoringly, “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered close to her ear.

“Faster, Spence, please,” she moaned back.

Soon the sound of skin on skin mixed together with their moans, sweat beading on their foreheads and making their bodies shine in the moonlight pooling in from the window. Spencer pulled away to watch her body bounce underneath his, his erection twitching inside of her at the sight. Her hair fanned around her like a halo and her lips were slightly parted in pure ecstasy.

He began to pound harder into her, holding her hands by her head as he picked up the pace. She began to whimper at the increasing heat between her legs and the feeling of his cock inside of her. Spencer let out a small cry as she clenched around him, slick for him.

“I’m so close, Spencer,”

The doctor let go of her hands and buried his face into her neck, pumping even harder with louder slaps of skin. She wrapped her arms around his neck, crying out in pleasure at the new angle and speed. Her legs curled around his lower back as they began to tremble.

“Fuck,” she growled, “Keep going, baby.”

Spencer moaned quietly against her neck, eyes closed as he focused on his sense of touch against her. She began to rock her hips against his, nearly sending him over the edge. He liked to relish in their time together so he stopped himself from getting to that point.

“I love you,” he whispered gently.

She let out a pleasured cry, those three words bringing on an entirely new feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her hands tangled into his curled locks as she neared her climax, clenching tighter around him.

“I’m gonna cum, Spencer!”

His thrusts became harder and faster as she tightened around him finally, her warmth spilling over his cock with sloppy sounds to accompany it. She cried out as he continuously pounded into her while she climaxed, her orgasm seeming to be never-ending. Tears slid down her cheeks from the intense pleasure and million other feelings she was experiencing.

Her thighs were covered in her slickness as he finally pulled out, immediately hiking her legs over his shoulders and diving down to her swollen and aching core. She shivered as she felt his tongue at her entrance, lapping up her juices and sucking hard on her nub. He always enjoyed cleaning her up afterwards, which brought on so many new senses and feelings that made her shiver and moan even more.

She whimpered slightly as he pulled away and hovered over her body. She took his throbbing cock into her hand and began to pump him rather fast. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his lips remained parted as he moaned quietly.

“Right there, keep going,” he whispered.

She smiled lightly as his moans became louder and his erection twitched in her palm. He leaned closer to her and placed a hand next to her head to steady himself.

“You gonna cum for me, Spencer?”

“Yes, oh God yes,” he whispered.

His hips bucked against her hand as he twitched one last time before spilling himself all over her belly and chest. He cried out as he came, his hips sloppily bucking against her as he rode out his high. Her hand slowed to a steady stroking as he panted, sweat dripping onto her own glistening forehead as he came to a finish.

She placed a hand on his cheek, stroking slowly over his lips, “I love you too, Spencer.”

Spencer strode into the office with his usual cup of coffee in his hands and a smile on his face. He was usually one of the first ones in the bullpen so he got to enjoy his alone time before anyone else arrived. His phone buzzed as he sat down at his desk.

<Ugh, class was cancelled and I didn’t know until I got there.>

He chuckled to himself as he typed out a response.

<True, I would have gotten donuts for you if I had known ;)>

<You’re the best, I’ll see you at lunch?>

“What’s got you smiling like a maniac?”

Spencer jumped at the sound of Penelope’s voice in the empty office. He looked up at her with startled eyes as he cleared his throat, “Uh, they just released more information on the upcoming Comic-Con,”

Garcia’s eyes widened, “Really? I thought they weren’t doing that for two more weeks. . .”

“W-well it was a lovely surprise, to say the least,” he stammered, turning to face his desk and begin some paperwork.

“I have a feeling you’re lying to me, Doctor Reid,” she said as she sat on his desk beside him.

“N-nope,” he responded.

Garcia rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless, “Fine, keep your secrets.”

“No secrets to keep!”

“Whatever you say, Boy Genius.”

Once it was nearing lunchtime the team had finished most of their paperwork and had received a new case from JJ. Once the meeting was over, Prentiss approached him with a coy smile on her face, “Who’s the mystery girl that called you twice earlier?”

“What mystery girl?” Spencer responded quickly.

Prentiss laughed, “Are you seeing someone?”

“No way!” Tara exclaimed from behind Emily, “I really thought she was crazy but from the look on your face, I’m not so sure anymore.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Spencer said with a small, attempted smile.

“You work with profilers, Reid, no use in trying to hide this girl from us.” Rossi said as he approached the small group.

Spencer’s heart was racing inside of his chest, he had kept up this facade for so long and he could feel it beginning to crumble. He knew that if they knew the truth, they would be concerned and he didn’t want to find out their thoughts on the whole situation.

“She’s just a friend-”

“With benefits?” JJ said with a wink, causing his face to flush.

The team let out a small, collective cheer at the very obvious blush on his face. Matt clapped his shoulder, “Who’s the lucky lady, huh Spencer?”

“We’re just friends, nothing more,” the doctor responded sheepishly, ducking out from under Matt’s arm.

“A pretty young friend, too!”

Spencer spun around, startled once more at the sound of Garcia’s voice from behind him. She looked up from her folded hands in what seemed to be shame but also curiosity.

“Prentiss gave me her name from the contact that popped up on your phone earlier so I did some research, just to see-”

“Really, guys?” Spencer asked in frustration, “That’s such an invasion of privacy.”

“I know and I’m sorry, but we just wanted to know!”

“And what did you find out?” Spencer asked heatedly.

“Well, I uh,” Garcia paused, “She’s pretty young, Spencer.”

“How young are we talkin’, Spencer?” Adam asked as he stood from the table, gathering his things.

“She’s a college student-”

“We’ve been together for a little over a year,”

The team went silent at Spencer’s abrupt confession, clearly all unsure of what to think.

“This is exactly why I never said anything,” he turned to Garcia, “And wasn’t planning on saying anything until I wanted to.”

Garcia looked away in shame, “I’m sorry,”

“Well now you all know,” he sighed, “And I know you’re going to tell me she’s too young and that I should leave her and-”

“Spencer, college kids don’t even have their foot in the real world let alone know where they want to go,” Prentiss said pointedly, “Dating someone that young could pose some serious complications in the future, especially when she graduates.”

“She might want to move to California, hell even leave the country to pursue a career and future! They have so much life to live at that age and half the time don’t know where they want to end up,” Tara said, “Whereas you, you’ve got a stable job and income and have your life figured out, you’re years advanced in maturity.”

“All of you are wrong, we’re happy together and want a future together,” Spencer said with a glare, “Yes, she’s in college and she’s young but she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. If you all can’t accept her then I won’t be bringing her around and introducing her to any of you.”

The group was silent for a moment as he calmed down, running a hand through his hair with a frustrated sigh.

“I think I’d like to meet her,”

Spencer turned to JJ who placed a hand on his arm, “If she makes you happy, then we’re happy for you.” she turned to look at each member of the group pointedly, “Age is just a number, right?”

Everyone slowly nodded their heads with gazes to the ground, obviously somewhat ashamed at the attack they had pounced on the doctor.

“Age is so relative, I don’t see why it should matter,” Spencer said.

“And it doesn’t, not if the both of you are happy,” Garcia said, raising her head to meet Spencer’s eyes, “I’m really sorry I did that to you, Spencer. You should have been the one to tell us on your own terms,”

Spencer nodded, “It’s okay, I guess it was better to say something now than later.”

“I mean it’s already been a year, when do we get to meet the lucky gal?” Rossi said with a small smile.

Spencer squeezed her hand gently as they approached Garcia’s small house in the town, “Don’t worry, they’ll love you.”

“Are you sure? It didn’t sound like they were too fond of the idea of us-”

“It doesn’t matter,” he paused at the doorstep to take her face into his hands, “I love you and you love me, that’s what matters, right?”

She smiled up at him, “I really do love you, Spence.”

He kissed her forehead, “I love you, too.”

Upon entering the house, Garcia let out a loud squeal of excitement at seeing the couple. She enveloped Spencer in a bear-hug and swayed side to side, “Y’all are so cute I can’t stand it already!”

She pulled away and gazed at Spencer’s newfound girlfriend, “And you are gorgeous, my friend! I’m Penelope Garcia, Spencer’s favorite coworker,” she said as she pulled her into a tight hug of her own.

“I’ve heard a lot about you!” she chuckled beneath Garcia’s tight hold.

“All good things, right?”

“Of course!”

Spencer smiled on at her as she interacted with each team member, she even accepted a glass of wine happily from Rossi and struck up a conversation with Prentiss soon after. JJ smiled at Spencer from across the room and approached him, “She’s wonderful, Spence.”

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#smut #spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #request #fanfic #criminal minds #penelope garcia #emily prentiss #david rossi #imagine #criminal minds imagine

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smnthchrstn · 5 years

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“Call me Wilhemina” Part 2 | Venable x reader

author’s note: @taciales asked me long ago to write a venable x reader and i’m so sorry it took so long, but i wanted it to be something i’m really proud of. this is a direct sequel to my original one-shot “Call me Wilhemina” which can be found by clicking any word in this sentence. unlike my others, this one-shot contains some smutty themes and i’m very nervous and excited to share this. (listen this is my first time ever writing something like this, so please don’t get on me. it is not super detailed, but i tried my best!) the word count is 2,569. thank you, i hope you like it.

check out more of my writing here.

The tension at the outpost had been actively increasing. Wilhemina's eyes always seemed to be locked in your direction, no matter the circumstance. Dare you even say, she'd been giving you the same watchful glances she'd typically reserve for Ms. Miriam Mead. You felt as if you'd figured out the world's biggest secret. The intimidating and often disciplinary Ms. Venable had a soft side deep within, one you barely saw a tiny glimpse of weeks before, when you'd caught her during a moment of weakness. She would consider that a moment of weakness. You cherished even somewhat having Venable's trust. It felt like an awfully difficult thing to gain and you hadn't been given the opportunity since. You'd assumed that Mead had gone back to her regular duties after her robotic meltdown, meaning she'd essentially gone back to being Ms. Venable's bitch. The sapphic vibes you'd always received from the lady didn't cease - she seemed to be as close with Mead as ever, something that ultimately rubbed you the wrong way. Something within you craved to get to know the still somewhat mysterious woman - but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't seem to get her alone.

Until one day, the other bunkers planned on having some kind of gathering in the main room, basically meaning a little extra time and the whole discography of the "Carpenters" chosen by Mr. Gallant. The openly gay one clearly had the best taste in music, although you kind of thought that everyone had to know by now that he'd most likely inherited his grandmother's taste in music. Instead of being forced into hearing another horrifying tale from Coco, recalling yet another time when she'd made Mallory gag her, so she could meet her calorie allowance for the day, you'd decided to opt out and go elsewhere instead. You physically couldn't take it and thought your ears would potentially bleed if you had to hear Mallory praise Coco even once more. The heterosexuality displayed at all times by Timothy and Emily also proved to be way too much for you to handle day in and day out. So, on the day of the gathering, you had different plans.

The library seemed like the safest option. You'd read so many of those books already, you almost found it challenging to find something you'd actually enjoy. You heard voices near the double doors leading into the library. "I'll go keep an eye on the others. You join us once you've finished up." You knew that voice. Mead would be going with the others. You flattened yourself up against the wall, your heart quickening slightly at the thought of being caught eavesdropping. The punishments were unusually harsh and even you didn't want to get in any trouble and certainly didn't want to be banished or sent away from everyone else. You heard the sound of her heels clicking against the floor with each step she took. It didn't take very long for your untied shoelace to forsake you, tripping you and resulting in a big crash into a rack of magazines. "Are you okay?" the voice belonging to the clicks finally asked, finding her way to you beneath the stacks of magazines. "Yes - sort of. I'm not the most poised." You looked up, taking in every inch of Ms. Wilhemina Venable. "Clearly." She extended her hand to help you up and when she gave your hand a little squeeze, you thought you had to be imagining it. She let go and began assisting you in picking up the dozens of magazines that had landed on the floor due to your collision. "Thanks. Shouldn't you be getting ready for - whatever's happening out there?" you asked. "Shouldn't you be minding your own business?" Wilhemina asked, a tiny smile on her face. "Okay."

You hovered for a moment, eyes happening to land on Ms. Venable's behind - a place you somehow hadn't had the opportunity to look before. "You look radiant, but you should know that you have a piece of hair out of place," you spoke up. You faced her again and carefully pushed the piece of hair away. A blush covered the older woman's face. "Radiant? Only radiant?" The surge of confidence surprised you, although it probably shouldn't have. She studied you with a fond expression. "You look as if you're expecting something," you pointed out with a bit of hesitance. You could feel her staring, but you weren't quite sure as to where the peculiar woman had settled her eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but no words left her lips. In what seemed like a split-second, Wilhemina had leaned in and you knew - you understood. You made the quick decision to close your eyes just as the woman in purple pressed her lips to yours. They felt unusually soft - and you couldn't help but wonder if the rest of her skin felt as supple. The kiss almost stopped shortly after it had commenced. You made the quick act to kiss Wilhemina back - and not only with a single peck. You were fearful and didn't know what could potentially happen if you placed a finger on the sophisticated woman. When Venable leaned forward to return the kiss - you both pulled away after being spooked by a knock at the door. The powerful woman cleared her throat, stepping back. "Yes?" she asked, walking away quickly to give attention to the stranger at the library's doors. When Ms. Venable stepped away, you gave yourself a moment to regain your breath. You'd imagined it so many times before. You moved your fingertips over your lips, thinking about what you'd felt only a moment or two earlier. You could still taste her chap stick on your mouth and could taste the sweet remnant of her saliva.

You spent the majority of the day consumed by the kiss. You remembered it so well, but also not nearly enough. "We are lucky enough to have crackers - if you'd be kind enough to pass them out - thank you, thank you," Gallant said, handing a box of Saltines off to Mallory. "No, Mallory. I need you," Coco demanded, tugging at the young girl's arm. "Here, you do this," Coco decided, shoving the crackers off on you and pulling Mallory away. You started to pass them out while the others mingled with each other. "Aw, you should've let me do your hair," Gallant started to say. You shoved a Saltine in his mouth, hoping to silence him and began walking away to go back to your room. You weren't paying attention and collided with another being in the hallway, finding yourself on the floor again - and this time it really didn't surprise you. "You are unbelievably graceless," the strong voice spoke again, even though you could tell she'd been trying her hardest to stifle her laughter. Imagine that - you'd made her laugh. "Your hair looks atrocious. Maybe, I can help," she offered, holding her hand out again.

'The next time he offers, maybe take it. You look like you've just woken up." You could almost hear the smile playing on Wilhemina's lips. She found it all so amusing - and you couldn't help but find the situation a bit amusing, too. "You're awfully preoccupied with my hair," you stated softly. You could hear the fire crackling in the pit, your eyes being drawn to the flickering. "Do you remember the first time I took your hair down in this room?" you asked, closing your eyes. You felt your soul sinking at the feeling of Ms. Venable's hands in your hair - stroking, brushing, running - your senses in an overload. "Yes," she responded slowly. "I do remember." You paused briefly, thinking carefully about your next words. You licked your lips a little. "Why did you kiss me?" Wondering if you'd asked a ludicrous question, you began to develop anxiety about it all - feeling the small knots twist and turn in your stomach. "I wanted to," she stated simply. You didn't quite know how to react to that. Venable's hands moved from your hair to your shoulders. "I don't think I like this dress on you." You looked up, turning around just enough to meet her eyes. "I can agree about my hair - but really, do you have to insult my dress too?" you asked, a bit offended by the comment. She cleared her throat some. "I said, I don't think I like this dress on you," she repeated, emphasizing the word that managed to change the meaning of the entire sentence. The knots in your stomach turned to moths - not quite as beautiful as butterflies, but still swarming within you. "And what are you going to do about that?" you asked, a bit of pride to your tone. Something shimmered in the older woman's eyes and everything started to unfold before you.

The dresses made things undeniably difficult. Wilhemina had decided almost immediately that you absolutely needed to be stripped of all your clothes. She stood you up, her body taking over and your body reacting hastily - automatically pushing and pulling against the other woman. You lifted your arms when she pulled at them and turned around as she started unlacing your dress. You breathed heavily, almost itching to touch her again. "Faster," you ordered. She unlaced you and slid off your dress before working on the corset you had on underneath it. Once you were stripped down to your undergarments, you started removing the pins from Wilhemina's hair. Her lips crashed against yours again - and you didn't stop to think, only wanting to reach for her out of instinct.

Petite arms led you to the bed, pushing you back onto it. "Turn around, lady," you commanded, voice laced with lust. Your fingers moved gently and caringly down Venable's back. It took everything in you to abstain from tracing down it. You wanted to give it love so badly - but the rest of her body first. You slipped her dress off and barely had time to think before she'd pushed you back into place again, giving you zero time to even consider reaching out and taking off her undergarments. You slid your hand down her arm, nails scratching at the skin tenderly. She kissed you again, tugging at your bottom lip and nabbing it between her teeth. You slyly slipped your tongue in her mouth, deepening the kiss. Your heart pounded as she knocked you onto your back. Venable broke the kiss, beginning to pepper kisses against your neck, sucking and biting at the most tender of places. You took advantage of the freedom your arms had, continuing to work on taking her hair down. The older woman continued moving down, leaving love bites against your breasts - being careful around the sensitive skin.

The lower Wilhemina traveled, the harder your heart raced and the more your body reacted. She maneuvered down your stomach, leaving marks anywhere she pleased and feeling you melt in her capable hands. Your insides ached more than they'd ever ached before. Her lips moved over your hips and you couldn't stop the twitching inside. You sucked in a deep breath, even though you knew that couldn't help you. "Take it off, take it off," you urged her. She looked back at you, meeting your eyes and wanting to guarantee that you were okay with this. Venable moved slightly, reaching across and setting her hands near both hips. You started moving a little, itching for her to take it off as soon as possible. She cupped a hand over your intimate area, feeling the dampness of your underwear. Normally that would've embarrassed you, but in this case it only made your feelings worsen. "Please?" you asked again. You didn't want to sound too needy, but you didn't want to go back now. She pulled them off and tossed them aside, pulling the blanket to cover the lower half of your body. The fire didn't always keep things as warm, especially in the bedrooms at night. It took mere seconds for her to reach under the blanket before inserting two fingers into your opening. You felt your body go off like a switch, and pushing forward - yearning for the woman you'd adored for so long and wanting her to keep going. "Don't worry," you assured her. You didn't even know why she'd be hesitant, after all. She always seemed to be exploding at the seams with confidence. Your body pulsated and with each movement Wilhemina made, growing quicker and quicker as she touched just the right spot, you could feel your body giving in more and more. The discomfort you were feeling previously began to subside the more she touched you. With each stroke of her finger and with each touch, you melted more and more. Only when she quickened the pace one more time, you finally felt your body quaking. Your breaths were heavy as the woman pulled back a little. "You're okay?" she questioned. "Of course, of course. Holy shit," you breathed. The older woman looked down at the sheets, satisfied with her own work when she realized how soaked they were. You shut your eyes for a few minutes, needing to regain your sanity.

"Do you want me to -" you started to ask. "No, no," she answered, a bit too quickly and you didn't fully understand why. "Why not?" you asked, sitting up once she seemed to turn away. "You aren't leaving, are you?" you questioned. "Aren't we done here?" the woman asked. "I - you. What?" you asked again, a little dumbfounded by her question. "Don't you want me to touch you? Where are you going? Come back here," you said, getting slightly possessive. "You can't just come in here and do that and then leave." Venable took a seat near the end of the bed, refusing to allow her back to be faced to you. "Turn around," you ordered. "Come here." When she refused to turn around, you sat up and faced her. "Wilhemina." Her eyes flickered a little, and she looked away from yours. "Who said you could call me that?" she asked. "You did," you chuckled. "Let me see you, turn around." You moved your hands to her shoulders, caressing her skin softly. "Why don't you want me to make you feel good? You did so much for me, let me do the same for you," you whispered in her ear. Ms. Venable bit her lip, turning around slightly. "You should know by now that I'm not going to hurt you," you reminded her. "You're so beautiful," you breathed, running your hand down the woman's spine. "I'll be gentle, I don't want to hurt you. I've been dying to do this since we met," you whispered, breathing gently against her skin. "I'm not beautiful," the woman responded, a tint of uncertainty to her voice. "Of course you're beautiful, you're breathtaking," you assured her, finally taking the rest of her pins out. "Look at you. You're strong, you're powerful - and you're undeniably gorgeous," you mumbled, planting kisses down her back. You could sense her uncertainty, especially when she quivered each time you touched her back. "I promise, okay? I know it doesn't mean anything now, but maybe it will someday. You're a work of art, Ms. Venable," you assured the woman again. "An absolute masterpiece." Her shoulders relaxed at your words. "I told you - you can call me Wilhemina."

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bonkaishippersclub · 6 years

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New/recently updated bonkai fics

(Links to the fics are in the titles)

New fics

It Found Me by entwinedloop : Bonnie's researching. A guest interrupts. Cue the music. Post series finale. One shot.

Heart Heart Head by Make A Shadow : Sequel to After You. AU: A year after leaving Texas, Bonnie starts over in a new city with old baggage. For tumblr's BKMay10th event.

Words are Spaces Between Us by kingcobrakai1972 : (Bonkai/Dark!Bonkai/Redemptive!Bonkai/S6 Rewrite) "Hey, so, where's Damon? Oh, wait, wait, don't tell me— he's looking for a band-aid to slap over that shish-kabobed hand. Does super healing even work when the injury is from a stake? See, I've always heard of vampires, but this is my first time actually seeing one—" "You never stop talking, do you?"

New updates to multi chaps:

Something Borrowed, Something Blue by gloomren : The time Kai Parker reaches a new level of sanity. And Bonnie Bennett would do anything to go to battle without him. Bonkai. Cover art by @afakegenius

Beggin' For Thread by Make A Shadow : AU - "If you open that cage, then you have to deal with the monster inside. He becomes your responsibility."

The Reset by StudioEden : Bonkai AU - "No matter what I do, I still can't seem to escape that hell..." Set around the events of 6x17. Some part of the 1994 Prison World still clings to Kai after he left. A part of him that he never really took stock in. A part of him that he'd taken advantage of. A part of him that is now his curse.

Red blood by JemiCloisFan : This fic is totally based on the gifs and scenes from Chris in Comedy bang bang. Plo - Bonnie's Mystic Falls town witch when Kai and his pack (yes because he's a werewolf in this one) come to town. Murders start. Can she really trust him?

Safe Haven by mysticfalls-originals : NIGHTMARES PART 2! "How season 6 should have been" through bonkai's eyes. this is a separate story from Nightmares that you can read as a standalone - only thing you need to know is they had more time alone in 1994 to fall for each other.

New Beginnings by Shadowcatgirl09 : TVD Season 6 AU - After a few too many startling revelations Bonnie is fed up and decides to leave. Enter the little town of Havencrest, a quiet place, perfect for settling down away from everything. Or so it's thought; Bonnie left the constant chaos that was Mystic Falls only to get mixed up in something much darker.

Coffee and Kai by ChelseaEllie : Set after 6x15 AU where Kai doesn't get sent to 1903 and Bonnie wants to know the truth about what happened in 6x13. Totally inspired by Mon-El Reading Harry Potter and me wondering what would happen if Kai was reading it Updated 9th July, was going to be a 1 shot but I seem to keep writing more now 4 chapters

Horizon by Make A Shadow : Everyone is beginning to sound like a broken record. There's no second prison world, no such thing as Heretics, no one questioning why Bonnie Bennett suddenly wants distance from the two girls she'd grown up with and worked so damn hard to get back to. Maybe the question isn't why they don't believe her, but why doesn't she believe them? Post 6x16 AU

Teach Me by Definitely-yesterday : Bonnie and Kai's stubborn personalities and insecurities are putting a strain on the budding relationship. Inspired by a Containment scene and Musiq Soulchild's 'Teachme.'

Manipulation by WhiteBlackGrey : (French) Bonnie et Kai sont de retour après leur voyage. Tout semble être parfait à part la possessivité de Kai. Vient s'ajouter l'arrivé de Cade Hopkins, l'oncle inconnu de Bonnie. Depuis l'arrivée de cet homme, la vie de Kai et Bonnie se complique jusqu'à ce que le drame frappe la vie de tous. Bonnie est obligée de prendre une décision difficile concernant Kai mais était-ce la bonne ? M.

Please leave a review when checking these out. Happy reading!

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seventhstar · 7 years

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what i’m working on now

10/15/2017

i think i was maybe tagged in a wip meme at some point but anyways here:

POSTED:

1. feel like a quote out of context

summary: canon divergence au where after coming last at the gpf, yuuri accidentally tells the press he thinks viktor is a hack. which, as it turns out, is totally viktor’s kink.

status: 4 chapters posted, but i have the rest of it pretty well outlined

2. a covenant with a bright blazing star

summary: magical regency omegaverse, featuring the marriage of convenience between respectable lord yuuri katsuki and a scandalous trademan’s son viktor nikiforov.

status: 5 parts posted. this is an experimental fic for me in that i’m not writing it in order and every section is posted as its own fic. i have a 6th section done and another 3 scenes in progress.

3. even sinners have hearts

summary: they’re criminals with powers who are madly in love. after 5 years of marriage, yuuri finds himself embroiled in danger and mystery when his telepath husband’s dark past come back to bite.

status: 5 chapters posted, plus one side story. I have notes about the rest of the fic and two other side stories planned (one from mari’s pov, one from yurio’s pov).

4. dear diary, i met a boy

summary: harry potter au where yuuri is a quidditch jock and viktor is a gayer russian luna lovegood, and they spend way too much time mutually pining over each other.

status: 1 chapter posted. the rest of it is still in the planning stages.

5. born to make it work

summary: project runway au. yuuri is a designer, viktor is his celebrity client, christophe wants someone to make him assless chaps, and georgi is tim gunn with more eyeshadow.

status: it’s actually done! 10/11 chapters posted, last one goes up tomorrow.

UNPOSTED:

1. untitled vyv

summary: the sequel to above, below, by you, by you surrounded. young viktor time travels forward to meet his middle aged older self--and his future husband.

status: about 2k written? i have notes about things i want to include, but young viktor is hard to write.

2. untitled hp au

summary: a canon hp au where viktor is secretly a wizard, but he’s been living as a muggle for the past two decades so that he could compete as a skater. which is fine--until his magical family shows up.

status: prologue and chapter 1 written. i’m not going to post this until i either have a very good outline or until i finish something else.

3. untitled incubus au

summary: yuuri is secretly an emotion-eating demon, which would be fine, except it’s possible he might eat his fiance’s soul if they fuck.

status: 1 chapter written, another half a chapter drafted. again, it’s not getting posted unless i finish it or i finish one of my other wips.

4. burn notice au

summary: yuuri katsuki is a burned spy out to clear his name. viktor nikiforov is his criminal ex-boyfriend. phichit and chris wish the two of them would get their shit together, there are international conspiracies to unravel.

status: three parts planned -- an undercover mission in a sex club, an adapation of that one burn notice ep where michael and bly get trapped in the bank robbery, and an adaptation of the first part of the season 4 finale with larry and brennan. i have the third pard mostly done, but it relies on the first two parts to make sense, and those are in the planning stages.

5. untitled regency au

summary: viktor is very rich, very titled, and very beautiful, which is why, no matter how many times he asks yuuri to marry him, yuuri has to refuse. he likes viktor too much to ruin his life that way. doesn’t he?

status: in the planning stages

6. untitled dickstepping fic

summary: ahaha i just wanted some porn where yuuri steps on viktor.

status: it’s like 25% done.

#fanfiction #jellyfish out

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