#cate blanchett x fem!reader

[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

Nice to meet you

Warnings: First meetings, fluff

Word count: 1.6 K

Pairing: Cate Blanchett x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Meeting Cate (Based on a true story, only, I didn't meet Cate)

Requests: OPEN

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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was that the sun was too bright and warm for ten o'clock in the morning. I lazily picked up my mobile phone and unlocked it, only to realise that I had not set my alarm and that it was in fact already 11:00 A.M.

"Shit"

As best I could, and literally running, I got out of my bed, put on a pair of jeans, my work t-shirt, and went into the bathroom. In less than 5 minutes I had brushed my teeth, washed my face, combed my hair and grabbed my make-up bag. I grabbed my backpack, money, my keys and left the flat to run to the underground station.

The train arrived quickly and since it was no longer rush hour, it was practically empty, so I sat down and took off my make-up, knowing that I wouldn't get to work for another 30 minutes.

When I got to the station where I had to get off, I did so and ran to the nearby square in order to get to my work. I opened the door, dodged several customers and made my way to the counter of the bookshop.

"Look who deigned to show up," joked my cousin.

I had been working in the bookshop run by my aunt for months. It was a great advantage, since, with tardiness like today's, in any other job, I would have been fired by now, but here, I only received a disapproving look from my aunt and a silly smile from my uncle.

"Oh, T/N, now why were you so late?"

"I forgot to set my alarm"

My aunt just rolled her eyes.

"You should set an alarm to remind you to set an alarm," my uncle joked, making us all giggle.

"Well, since you're finally here, please mop the floor."

"Sure, hey auntie, remember I told you if you'd give me permission to get away for two or three hours here in the square?"

"You're late and you still want to go out?" joked my cousin.

"What do you want to go out for?" asked my uncle, as he brought down books from a Spanish publisher.

"There's going to be a premiere of Cate Blanchett's new film. And the cast is coming…"

"And T/N would rather die than lose the chance to meet that woman," my cousin finished.

"Sorry for appreciating what a good actress she is".

I was a lying whore. Sure, the woman was the greatest actress of the 21st century, but she was also the most sensual woman I had ever met. My gay ass was shaking just thinking about her.

"What time is that?"

"At 3:00 p.m."

"Where is it?"

"It's in the cinema in this very square".

"Okey".

And without further ado, he began to help my uncle with the Spanish books.

"Is that a yes?"

Out of nowhere, he stood up with a grimace of pain.

"Help your uncle with the books and then we'll see".

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My aunt had a problem, and this was that she would regularly, if not always, forget that I had already left some task, and suddenly I would start doing another one that needed to be done more urgently, so it was not unusual for me to notice that, just when I had half the floor mopped, the clock in the shop already showed 3:10 PM.

"Auntie, it's already 3:10."

"So what?"

"I asked you that you would give me the opportunity to go out to the premiere of the film".

"Have you finished cleaning?"

"Almost there…

"Then it's over now"

I started mopping quickly to finish faster.

"Do it right, T/N!"

I felt my heart start to flutter as, outside the venue, I could hear the screams, the people starting to run. Shit, it was too late, there was probably already a big crowd on the red carpet, which was going to make it impossible for me to get an autograph or a picture.

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After finishing my chores, I quickly set out to go to the storeroom, drop off the mop and bucket, and just as I was taking off my uniform shirt to put on a nicer one, I heard some pretty loud shouting and the front door slamming. For several minutes I listened to murmuring until suddenly my cousin shouted.

"Y/N, come"

I quickly put on my T-shirt, and grabbed my small bag. As I left, I noticed an excessive amount of people in front of the bookshop, which scared me.

"What's going on, why are there so many people outside…?

Before I could finish my sentence, I walked over to where my cousin was, to find her standing next to Cate Blanchett and her make-up artist Mary.

"Hello. Nice to meet you"

The blonde greeted me with a charming smile. But I froze. I literally didn't know what to do.

Part of me wanted to start screaming and jumping up and down with excitement, another part was about to cry and try to hug her, while another part wanted to make a fool of myself as little as possible and try to start a conversation about her films and what a great actress she is in my eyes.

"Excuse her, she's too gay to talk" my cousin scoffed, eliciting a giggle from both older women "she's literally in love with you. When she was like 15 she said she'd marry you."

Yep, it was definitely not in my plans to be humiliated like that by my own cousin.

What was my next action, just ignore my cousin and start with some of my actions, make believe that this is a joke?

"It's not true, I mean, I do want to kiss you, but not since I was fifteen".

NO. IT'S. I really told one of the best actresses in the world that I wanted to kiss her, I WANT TO DIE.

I covered my face with both hands, but through the gap between my fingers I could see Cate giggle and adjust her hair.

"Well… I'm flattered."

"But… but what are you doing here?" I tried to change the subject just to avoid further embarrassment.

"People started to crowd around and I needed to fix this," Mary said as she pointed to Cate's torn dress.

"You know, a torn dress can't break my aura of perfection…" Cate tried to joke, but, she didn't know my name. She was asking my name!

"T/N, my name is T/N"

"T/N" she whispered my name in such a sensual way that I felt my panties start to get wet. "That's a beautiful name."

"T…thank you"

She began to wander around the room, while Mary, behind her, tried to fix her dress. As my gaze followed them, I felt a nudge in my rib.

"Hey, I've got to go" my cousin spoke, "can you stay and look after the blonde while my aunt comes back from her office?" before I could answer, she laughed and tapped me on the shoulder "who am I kidding, you sure get wet at the thought of being alone with that woman."

"You know we're not alone, and there's her make-up artist, right?"

"We're going to pretend that wouldn't stop you, are we?"

She just laughed and left.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that my aunt was attending to an important call, while my uncle was arranging the diaries. So, I followed them, seeing that Cate was too focused on one section of the bookshop.

"Do you have a specific section for LGBT literature?"

She turned to look at me, while Mary was fixing her dress and make-up. It wasn't a question on the air.

"Yes, we have a wide variety.

"I've never read this one" as she could, she picked up Ruth Gogoll's 'Taxi to Paris' book. and leafed through it a little.

"That's a very good one, I've read it more than 3 times…"

"So I'm dealing with a stalker?" she joked, causing me to let out an involuntary laugh. I can't believe she just made a reference to her own joke.

"In my defence, it's part of a research project for my university".

"What are you studying?"

"I'm studying cinema. I'd like to make an adaptation of that book".

"That's wonderful, darling. Is that your first race?"

"Yes…"

"You are so young…"

We were both silent, but with our eyes fixed on each other's, until Mary's throat clearing brought us out of our reverie.

"Cate, we have to go, it's already late."

"Oh, right."

She put the book back where she took it from, but just before she walked, I stepped forward and took the book, handing it to the blonde.

"Here, I'll give it to you"

"Oh darling, you're a sweetheart, but don't worry, I could pay for it…"

Fuck it, it's now or never.

"Yes, but, when you read it, you'll think of me."

I saw her eyes sparkle and she gave me a beautiful smile.

"Well, I guess I owe her the same treatment. Maybe a picture will make her think of me, sweet princess?" she joked.

"That would be wonderful, beautiful woman," I curtsied, causing her smile to grow.

I handed my mobile phone to Mary and just as I was smiling for the picture, I felt Cate's warm, soft lips on the corner of my mouth.

Mary took the picture and told Cate they had to leave, so she handed me my mobile phone and left, almost dragging Cate with her.

"I hope you remember me every time you see the picture".

"I hope you remember me every time you read the book".

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[maximoffswriter]

unSEEN.

warnings: insecurities about body image, age gap (obv legal. reader is 23, Cate is 37)

pairing/s: Cate Blanchett x fem!reader

genre: mild angst, fluff.

summary: Cate shows you how beautiful you are after seeing you so insecure.

disclaimer: ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SO PLEASE BARE WITH ME!

word count: 349 (baby fic)

you do NOT have the right/permission to copy, steal, or repost this and claim my work as your own.

"I have seen the beauty you have unseen."

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omniscient.

y/n is standing in front of the mirror in her bedroom, staring at her image. looking at her tummy, squeezing it, as her tears run down her face. "I'm too fat, I don't know why Cate loves me." she whispers to herself. "She's too good for you, y/n." her brain tells her. Just as she was about to pull herself together, Cate enters the room.

Her heart shatters seeing y/n in a state such as this. "Darling, hey, are you okay?" She asks, rushing to her, pulling her in for a hug. "I'm sorry.." y/n mutters, almost inaudible. She sobs into the neck of her lover. "My beautiful princess, don't say sorry for what you feel. I love you." she strokes her hair, trying to comfort her, as her breathing was still laboured. "You're really gorgeous, you hear me? I adore every single inch of you, darling." Cate stares into her glassy eyes. Unshed tears pooling beneath them.

"why?" y/n asks. "because you're beautiful the way you are, look in the mirror." Cate says. "Look at your pretty face, darling, that cute nose and the way it scrunches when you dislike something." She starts. "your eyes, how your pupils dilate when you see something you love." she stares into them. "now look at your stomach, so perfect, darling. Your thighs, oh the way they are when you have them around mine when we're cuddling." you smile. "There's that beautiful smile again." She grins. "I just love you so much, and if your brain tells you otherwise, I'll be here to show you."

"Cate.. I don't deserve you, you're too good to me." y/n says, barely above a whisper. "Oh darling, you deserve all the love I give you, and all of me." She says to her lover. Cate makes y/n face her. "I have seen the beauty you have unseen." She whispers, pulling her partner for another hug. "I love you so much, y/n." Cate says, sincerely. "I love you more, Cate." y/n utters, her whole heart soaring with love.

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[sapphicforsarahh]

MORE LOU MILLEE SMUT PLSSSSS DOM LOU SUB YN PLSS

word count: 1.1K

warnings: smut, top!lou x bottom!reader, dom!lou x sub!reader, lou miller x fem!reader, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), praise

synopsis: Lou gets her eye on someone new at the bar

It had been a slow Wednesday night at the bar, like it usually was. Lou tried to keep her boredom low by cleaning and drying glasses, organising bottles and cleaning the bar. "Hey Nine, get yourself off early, its quiet tonight," she shouts to her co-worker in the back. Nine walks through and hands her apron to Lou, and notices the door opening. "I'll just serve this customer then I'll sign out," Nine says to Lou before approaching the bar.

Lou looks up to see who just walked in and she sees you. "Let me get this one Nine," Lou smirks. Nine nods and says her goodbyes. You had piqued her interest. Your feminine style, long hair and pretty face. She watches you walk to the bar and sit on a stool. "What can I get for you honey?" Lou puts on her sweetest voice and looks at you. "What do you recommend?", you look up for the first time and see who's serving you. A tall blonde wearing a deep red suit and a tie loosely hung around her neck, multiple layers of jewellery and bangs that were cut just above her blue eyes.

"Well, it depends if you like sweet or bitter drinks. Or strong?", Lou tries to find the perfect drink for you. Her gaze was too strong, you had to look somewhere else, your eyes fell to her perfectly shown cleavage and you blushed. "You okay sweetheart?", Lou's voice pulled you out of the your thoughts and her finger lifted your chin up to make you look at her. "I- uh, I like strong," you fumble out.

Lou chuckles and walks away to make you a drink. You try to compose yourself and take your jacket off, due to the quick increase in temperature. "Do you like martinis?", Lou questions. "I've never had one," you confess. "Perfect. You're about to have the best martini you'll ever drink. I'll even make it dirty," she smirks, her Australian accent being more prevalent than ever.

She begins shaking the cocktail and you watch attentively at her. With a final shake, she starts pouring the drink into the chilled glass and pours the olive juice in. "Here you go," Lou hands the glass over and watches you take the first sip. Your eyes close and you swallow the drink. "It's good," you nod. "I'm glad you like it," she smiles. After another sip, you reach for your purse and start getting money out of it. "How much is it?" You pull $10 out, and go to hand it to her. "It's on me pretty girl," she pushes your hand away.

"Do all girls drink for free in here?", you joke before watching her again. "Just the pretty ones," Lou smiles and sits down opposite you. The blush on your face worsened, thankfully the bar was dimly lit and she wouldn't be able to see it. "So what brings you here?" Lou questions. "Well," you look down and notice her name tag 'Lou', "Lou, I'm wanting to expand my horizons, if you get my meaning." She smirks, her name had never sounded so good. "Never been to a lesbian bar before?". "No never," you nervously reply.

"What's your name sweetheart?" Lou purrs. "It's Y/N," you take another sip. "Well Y/N, what are you looking for? A woman to go out on a date with or a one night stand? Because tonight, its quite bare in here," she chuckles. "There is one woman who's caught my eye," you start hinting.

The two of you keep talking until Lou checks her watch, 9:43pm. Everyone else in the club had left by now, it was just the two of you left. Lou's hand had made it to your thigh and your hand rested on her shoulder. "What do you say we take this somewhere more private?" Lou suggests. "There's no one here," you smirk. "Look who's bold," Lou smirks before kissing you and picking you up and placing you on the table behind. Both of you become more desperate as time goes on, Lou pinning your hips to the table whilst you claw at her back. "Please," you plead, wanting her to hurry up. "Begging already? We've only just started darling," she chuckles at your desperation and moves her lips down to your neck. You moan at her dominant words and try to be patient and let her do what she wants to you.

Lou begins kneeling in front of you, wrapping her hands around your calves and kneading them slightly. "What is it that you want?", she teases, knowing exactly what you want. You writhe under her touch, and you groan, not wanting to confess what you want. "Stop, squirming. Tell me what you want," she commands and starts pulling down your skirt. "You, fuck me Lou!", you moan out. "Was that so hard?" she teases and pulls your tights down, staring at your underwear. Her fingers rub the wet patch and she quickly pulls them down. "Fuck baby, you're so wet. All this for me?" she breathed onto your thigh.

At this point, you couldn't speak, all you could focus on was this older woman between your legs. "Spread your legs," she ordered and looked up at you. She couldn't get enough of you. The sight of your eyes shut and brows furrowed had her desperate to please you. As you opened your legs, she saw for the first time truly how soaked you were. Lou couldn't wait any longer, her mouth immediately attacked you, her lips sloppily making out with your glistening pussy. The sounds you were making urged her to keep going.

"I'm going to cum," you breathlessly moaned. "Don't you dare cum until I tell you to," Lou takes her mouth off you and inserts two fingers instead. "Shit!" You groan out and shut your legs. Lou prise your legs open and keeps fingering you. "How close are you," she rasps. "S-so close," you moan. Her fingers keep moving inside you at an insane pace. "Do you want to cum?", she teases. "Yes! Lou, let me cum," you chant. "Beg me for it," she once again rasps out.

You groan at her stubbornness, "please, please let me cum for you Lou, I need to cum so bad". Her fingers still rapidly moving in and out of you. Her free hand kneads your thigh, whilst her lips are attached to your ear. "Cum, now," she demands into your ear.

Your legs shake and snap shut as you cum all over her fingers, her thrusting continuing. "That's it, you did so good," she praises before carefully removing her fingers and licking them clean.

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[drkmgs]

Too good at goodbyes

Lou Miller x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Angst, unsure love

story type: one shot

This one was a rush one. My brain just whipped this up, and I couldn't stop writing it. Also, I don't know what direction this was actually going, so I hope it turned out fine.

You must think that I'm stupid You must think that I'm a fool You must think that I'm new to this But I have seen this all before

You aren't stupid. You aren't a fool, and this is definitely not new to you.

You watch Lou leave your side when she finds out about the revenge Debbie is plotting towards her ex-lover, Becker.

You watch them argue. You watch Lou being frustrated and unsure about the revenge plot. You watch your lover – actually more on pursuer be worried about her crush or according to her ex-crush – this right here is the main reason why you haven't accepted her being your girlfriend.

I'm never gonna let you close to me Even though you mean the most to me 'Cause every time I open up, it hurts So, I'm never gonna get too close to you Even when I mean the most to you In case you go and leave me in the dirt

"Hey, Y/N. Are you okay?" Lou playfully shoved your shoulders as she sits beside you. She noticed how gloomy you looked and wanted to cheer you up. "Yeah. I'm just tired. I'll go to bed. Goodnight, Lou." You gave her a weak smile and walked off towards your room. Her gaze just follows your movements.

"Why don't you talk to her about it, Y/N?" Tammy comforted you as she caught you silently sobbing. "I don't know what to say, Tam. I know they are partner in crime, and I have no right to be jealous because I haven't accepted her yet, and I can't accept her because of how she is now. I know I sound selfish, but I have been hurt before, and I don't want to go through all that again." You cry more.

But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry And every time you walk out, the less I love you Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad, but it's true

"Could you stop avoiding me?!" Lou snatched your arm to make you stop walking. You stopped walking but didn't face her. "How many times do I have to tell you? Debbie is my best friend and I'm worried about her." She let your arm go. "Best friends? I'm 100% sure best friends don't look at each other like how you look at her, Lou. I'm not an idiot. I know how people look in love." You face her this time.

"You know what? Believe what you want to believe. Talk to me when you can trust my words." Lou said before leaving you standing in the hallway. "Action speaks louder, Lou." You whisper, breaking your heart.

I'm way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes) I'm way too good at goodbyes (I'm way too good at goodbyes)

They got all the jewelry and successfully framed Becker. They are all gathered in the loft, drinking champagne and talking about the mission. When Tammy pointed out you're missing. Lou furrowed her eyebrows and looked for you around the loft. Finally, she had the brains to check your room.

It was empty. All of your belongings were gone. There was only a note on your bed.

Dear Lou,

Congratulations to the successful mission. I want you to know that I love you and I'm setting you free. Even though we weren't officially together. You mean so much to me, and it pains me to leave you, but you deserve someone better. Don't worry. I'm not taking this to heart as I'm already used to it.

I'm sorry that I'm too good at goodbyes.

Goodbye Lou.

Y/N.

That's when Lou realized she should have paid more attention to you. Now you are gone.

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[asimpforwomen2]

Gays, my requests are now open !! <3

#sarah sanderson x reader #alice cullen x reader #agatha harkness x reader #please send requests #wanda maximoff x reader #wlw #cate blanchett x reader #requests #robin buckley x reader #fem reader #sapphic #lesbian pride #lgbtq

[woman-actress]

Jealous character x Fem!reader pleeaaaase

It's an SOS that I'm sending to you ...I am what we can call: an addict of fanfictions.

That's why I ask anyone who can write these wonderful things ... I'm in need and I have no desire to cure this addiction.

A little list :

Natasha Romanoff :

Wanda Maximoff :

Carol Danvers :

Lena Luthor :

Literally every character played by Cate Blanchette :

Same for Sarah Paulson :

Alma peregrine :

So many women and possibilities of toxic relationships and possible jealousy, really I would be happy to be crushed by these womens....

Thanks ! Really 💕

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[horeformilfs]

Breathe

Cate Blanchett x Fem!Reader

TW: Anxiety, Social Anxiety, Panic Attack

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You and Cate had been dating for about six months and you have never been happier. You never told her about your social anxiety because you didn't want to burden her with your problems. You always felt like you were holding her back, that she could be doing more but instead she was helping you. You had gotten away with not going to any movie premieres with her because you always told her that your had work that needed to be finished or that you were not feeling well enough to go.

Cate had just finished filming Ocean's Eight and the premiere was tonight. You knew that she was going to start getting ready to go and you were still in your office on the other side of the house. You had finished your work for the day hours ago but told Cate that you had to catch up on other patient files. You hear a knock at the door to your office door and turn to see who is it. "Come in." You say quietly as you turn to see cate walk in. "Y/N darling we need to start getting ready to go." She says as she come and puts her hands on your shoulders. "I know, I just have so much more work to do. I got three new patients today, and need to look over their files." You say as you turn back to your desk. "Y/N, you said that you would come with me to this premiere, you have missed the last few." She says as she turns you back around to face her. "I know and I'm sorry I have missed them but I'm just so busy with work right now, and you know I don't like those types of things. "I know darling but Helena, Sarah, and I were hoping that you would be coming, you could just sit with us. Nothing too drastic" She says. "Alright, I will come but I don't even have an outfit." You say and she just smiles at you. "I knew that you would say that so I had one put together for you. Now come with me." She says as she takes your had and walks out of your office with you closing the door behind both of you.

You both make it to the main floor of the house and see Cate's team there ready to help you both with your hair, make up, and outfits. "Y/N these are my stylists they are some of the best." She says. "Ladies this is my girlfriend Y/N." You give them a small but nervous smile. "Both of your outfits are in your room Cate, I will be outside the door if you need any help. My name is Anna by the way. The blonde is Kristie and The one setting up the makeup is Alissa." She says to you. "It's nice to meet you all." You say to them. You both make your way into your bedroom and see two bags one with Cate's name and one with yours. You take yours and go into the bathroom. "Y/N I'm ready you can come out whenever." You hear Cate say through the door. As soon as you walk out Cate's jaw is on the floor. "Y/N oh my god you look amazing." She says. You took up at Cate and see she is wearing a blue suit with a white blouse and black heels. "You look amazing as well love." You say. Once you both are done with hair and makeup you leave the house and get into the car and leave for the premier.

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Once you get there you start to get even more nervous, there a photographers and reporters waiting for you and Cate to get out of the car. You look to Cate and see her smiling at you. You push back your feeling of anxiety and smile back at her. "Are you ready darling?" She asks looking at you. You nod your head and she lets the driver know that you are ready to get out. Cate steps out first and puts her hand out to help you out of the car. You hesitantly give her your hand hoping that she won't notice it shaking. Once you are out of the car you plaster on a smile and wrap your arm around Cate. You both make your way to the red carpet stopping to take pictures and talk with reporters. Once you have gotten through it, you make your way into the venue and find your way to the rest of the cast members. You hug each of them and sit down at the table and start to talk. 

"So Y/N how have you been?" Helena asks. "Cate said that you have been super busy and that's why you haven't been able to come to these events." Says Sarah. "Oh yeah, I have been super busy with work, I just got more patients so work has been piling up." "What is it that you do again?" Sandra asks looking at you. "Oh I'm a clinical psychologists, but I mainly work with teens." You say giving her a shy smile. You and the rest of the cast keep talking while the movie is playing, seeing as most of them didn't like watching themselves. You had been feeling relaxed but once everything started to slow down and the adrenaline had died down you started to feel nervous again. Your palms became really clammy and you started to shake. No one was really paying attention besides Helena who was sitting next to you. Cate had just walked away to talk to the director and you didn't see where she had gone. You quickly get up making everyone else at the table turn to face you. "Are you okay Y/N?" You hear Sarah's voice but your mind is so clouded that you can't really focus on her. "Umm y-yeah I'm fine, I just need some air." You says not very convincingly. You can see that Helena doesn't believe what you are saying but you don't stop to talk with her, you can hear her following you from the sound of her heals. 

Once you make your way out of the main room you frantically look around to see if you can find Cate but you come up empty. You see the bathroom and quickly make you way into it. It is a fairly large bathroom with a separate lounge room. You close the door and stand in the middle of the room not knowing what to do as Helena comes in behind you. "Y/N are you okay? What's going on?" She asks as she makes her way in front of you. "I-I can't umm, there are too many people. I can't find Cate." You were trying to explain what was happening but you couldn't calm down. "I'm going to get Cate, I saw her talking, I will be right back." You nod your head as she leaves. 

A few minutes late she comes back with Cate right behind her. "Y/N darling what's going on?" She asks as she guides you to a couch against the wall. You tried to talk but your breathing was out of control. "Okay Y/n I need you to call down for me alright? Now I want you to tell me five things you see." You nod to her and list off the first five things you see. Her, Helena, the door and two different paintings. "Alright now I want you to tell me two things you hear." You tell her that you can hear her voice and the movie playing in the other room. You breathing was starting to slow down and you were feeling calmer. "Okay now tell me something you can smell." She says holding you hand. You immediately wrap your arms around her waist and bury you head in the crook of her neck. "Your perfume, I love the way it smells, it always calms me down." You tell her with a smile on your face. She gently smiles back at you and hugs you. "Are you okay? Can you tell me what happened?" She asks. You nod your head and pull away from her. "I was diagnosed with anxiety when I was a teenager over the years I have gotten better at coping with it but when I'm around a lot of people it gets out of control sometimes. I panic and it's really hard for me to be able to calm myself back down." You explain looking down at your hands. She gently lift your head and your eyes meet hers.

"Why didn't you tell me before? Is this why you never came to any of these events?" "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to bother you with it, I mean I'm a psychologist for gods sake, I would think that after going to school and helping all of my patients that I would know how to use the coping skills." You say.

"You know that it's okay to ask for help and to need it once in a while? Right?" Helena asks as she take a seat across from you and Cate. "I know I just feel like I should be able to do this." You say. "I get it, and these things are not even that fun. Helena and I were thinking that some of us could leave early and we could order food and have a girls night. What do you think?" Cate asks as she looks at you.

You nod your head quickly in agreement earning a laugh from both of the actresses. "Who would be coming?" You asks. "We would go back to mine. I would probably just be me, Cate, you, Sarah and Sandra." Helena says. You nod your head and stand up with Cate.

"Alright let's go let the others know, but promise me Y/N, if you ever feel like this again to come to me or any of the other girls, they would be happy to help you." You turn to Cate and give her a hug. "I promise." 

#cate blanchett #cate blanchett x reader #cate blanchett x female reader #cate blanchett imagine #helena bonham carter

[dmysterioblog]

Masterlist

WARNING! Most of the following contain SMUT and/or have a DARK theme!

Disclaimer! These Fanfics aren't mine! They're just some of my favorites. Check at the bottom to see when it was last updated. I've made a second masterlist which I'll be updating once in a while.

Masterlist II

Dark-♤ Angst-♧ Fluff-♡ Smut-♢

Shoulder to Cry On

Paring; Agatha Harkness x reader

Summary: you have a rough break up and Agatha invites you over to make you feel better.

Rated- ♧♡

Witch hunter

Paring; Agatha Harkness x witchhunter!reader

Summary: as a friend of Blade, whilst he hunts monsters, you focus on ending the witches of old that have come to ruin the future. Agatha Harkness happens to be one of them, but she isn’t running into your trap, it’s the other way around.

Rated-♤♢♧

Say You Want Me

Parings; Agatha harkness x reader

Summery: your neighbor agatha's seen you looking at her, and she gets the wrong idea-- or, well... sort of.

Rated-♢

Closer

Parings; Salem!Agatha Harkness x Reader

Summary: you and Agatha are forced to share a bed while out for the coven.

Rated- ♡

Working Together For Her

Paring; Agatha x reader x Wanda

Summary: Y/N escapes to Westview, on the run, and Wanda and Agatha pause their fight to work together and help her.

Rated- ♧♡

Make Me Feel Special

Pairing: Milf!Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

Summary: You are angry at your best friend for turning down the opportunity for something that you would give your life for: a mother.

Rated- ♤♢

Jealousy

Paring; Jealous!Agatha x reader

Summary: you have been getting too close with Wanda and Agatha doesn't like that.

Rated- ♤♢

Taste Of A Poison Paradise

Pairing; Agatha Harkness x Fem!Reader

Summary: It’s your wedding day, and you’re freaking out with the stress and anxiety of it all. Fortunately, your future mother-in-law is there to help.

Rated- ♤♢

Love Thy Neighbour

Paring; Agatha Harkness x reader

Summary: Wanda’s spell did quite a number on Agatha. She forgot who she was. Her powers gone. But ever since she met you, she's been her memories and powers come back.

Rated- ♤♢

Oh Red String of Fate

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Fem!Reader

Summary: you're Agatha's soul mate.

Rated- ♡

Broken Doll

Paring; Bucky x reader x Steve

Summary: Steve and Bucky have to now live with the consequences after they have broken you.

Rated- ♧

July

Paring; Cate Blanchett x reader

summary; you’ve been in australia on vacation and made a new friend, maybe more than just a friend. When your time comes to an end you reminisce the last weeks and doubt your feelings.

Rated- ♡♧

Right here right now

Paring; Carol Aird x reader

Summary: What if Carol went away by herself over Christmas and met you instead? One morning your eyes lock across the room at a motel and you spend the day together, getting to a women's bar where things heat up and you end up getting a hotel room together.

Rated- ♡♢

The Animal I Become

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: Being the eldest daughter of Rey Mysterio, it surprises most that she’s nothing like her family. After her father and family ban her from wrestling due to her violence, she is officially the black sheep, but breaks that rule, coming back to help during an attack from the Judgement Day, only to be scolded by her father for the madness she started, then running into someone who knows her like no one else…

Rated-♧♢

Animal Unleashed

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: After having a meeting with Judgement Day, making official plans to join and also ending the issues the reader created with Rhea Ripley after attacking her, they find the perfect way to show that the Reader is now apart of Judgement Day, joining in on the attack on her family, letting the world know she’s walking her own path away from her Mysterio family, unleashing the animal she knows she is…

Rated-♢♢♢

Tag Team

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader x Rhea Ripley

Summary: Rhea and Damian take turns having their way with Y/n. 

Rated-♢♢♢

I Can Keep A Secret, Can You?

Paring; Eve Fletcher x Camgirl!Reader

Summary: The camgirl that helps Eve edge into oblivion every night changes her life in more ways than one.

Rated-♢

Miss Deavor

Paring; Evelyn Deavor x reader

Summary: Not everyone needs a screen to be under Evelyn Deavor's wiles. As her brother's assistant, you can attest to that.

Rated- ♢

To Attend the Cruise

Paring; Evelyn Deavor x reader

Summary: You're desperate for a reporting gig at the Everjust cruise. Perhaps Evelyn Deavor can arrange something?

Rated- ♢

Energy Source

Paring; Hela x reader

Summary: Hela has you locked up in a dark dungeon cell to use you as an energy source. But she's nice to you.

Rated- ♤♡

Pleasing your Queen

Paring; Hela x reader

Summary: You're a palace maid who's been summoned by your newly crowned Queen. You have no idea what to expect, but the events that play out will surprise you more than you could have imagined.

Rated- ♢

El Amor Duele

Paring; Jake Lockley x Fem!Reader

Summary: Marc and Steven suspect there is another alter looming about as you begin to notice small mannerisms/movements that don't belong to either of them. You try and lure the new guy out.

Rated-♢♧

Through the Looking Glass

Pairings; Jake Lockley x fem!reader, Steve Grant x fem!reader, Marc Spector x fem!reader

Summary: “I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then.” —Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Rated-♤♢♧

Love Is A Hard Thing

Paring; Lady Tremaine x reader

Summary: You are one of the staff workers of the household belonging to Lady Tremaine. Let’s just say you caught her eye.

Rated- ♧♡

So Pure, So Dirty and Raw

Pairings; Lilith Ritter x fem!reader

Summary: Lilith is your boss, and she's been waiting to make you hers.

Rated-♤

Nightmarish

Parings; Lilith Ritter x fem!reader

Summary: You have an appointment with your psychiatrist. 

Rated-♢

You're My Property

Parings; Lilith Ritter x fem!reader

summary: You just want her attention. She is your boss, you're her secretary.

Rated- ♢

Special Friend

Parings; CG!Loki x little!reader

Summary: loki wants to scare everyone he comes across today, however you rather enjoy him in his reptile form.

Rated-♡

Don't listen to them

Paring; Loki x little!reader

Summary: Loki is in the glass cell and reader is with Thor in a room with the avengers talking bad about Loki. Reader is upset and goes looking for Loki.

Rated- ♡

Good Girl, Bad Grades

Paring; Professor!Loki x reader

Summary: Your grades in Professor Laufeyson's class have been slipping recently. You are distracted - because of him. Professor Laufeyson invites you to his office to discuss your grades and it seems that despite his disappointment in you, he may have a way to help you improve them.

Rated- ♢♡

Workout

Paring; Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

Summary: You needy for Rhea, so she gives you what you want in the gym bathroom.

Rated-♢

A Hard Fuck

Paring; Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

Summary: You call Rhea a bitch during an argument and she doesn't take it lightly.

Rated-♢

Jealousy Jealousy

Paring; Rhea Ripley x fem!reader

Summary: You get jealous of Rhea and Liv but Rhea shows you she belongs to you.

Rated-♢♢♢

Tease Me, Please Me

Paring; Rhea Ripley x fem!reader

Summary: "I want you to ride my thigh until you're a whimpering fucking mess, and if you come, then I'll punish you for it."

Rated-♢♢♢

The Aftermath: Our Pretty Princess

Parings; DarkQueen!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SoftDarkKing!Valkyrie, Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader (Brief/Established)

Summary: Wanda and Valkyrie think you'll be the perfect fit as their princess, so their take you as theirs.

Rated-♤♢

She’s in Your Mind

Pairing; Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Instead of whispering “run” Wanda reads your mind and sees that you are attracted to her. She uses a different method instead of fear, to make you submit to her, and it definitely does not involve running.

Rated- ♤♢

20th Birthday

Paring; LegalGuardian!WandaMaximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: After your father's 'sudden' death you are being placed under the custody of his neighbor and close family friend, Wanda. She has been waiting for this moment since she laid eyes on you many years ago swearing in that you will be completely hers. Mind and body. And you being her innocent dumb little baby, that will be just a matter of time.

Rated-♢♡

Stephen Doesn’t Have to Know

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Wanda had captured you in her palace when she took you from Stephen, she planned to make you hers to get back at him but she found herself taking a liking to you.

Rated- ♢♡

Training

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: When misbehaving in public after your owner told you to obey, you are punished for your trouble.

Rated- ♤♢

After School Special

Paring; Professor!Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: In the midst of your exhaustion you fail to see the flirtatious manner in which a classmate speaks to you, but alas Wanda has to prove who your real owner is.

Rated- ♡♢

First Times Aren't Shameful

Paring; Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: Your first time with mommy Wanda is filled with lots of soft praises and big feelings.

Rated- ♢

Her World

Paring; Dark!Mommy!Wanda x little!reader

Summary: After Wanda lost Pietro and then Vision she can't risk to lose you as well. So, she took you with her to Westview and live her perfect life with you as her little angel, like she always wanted.

Rated- ♤♡

Only Mommy Can See You Like This

Paring; Mommy!Wanda x reader

Summary: Professor Wanda gets jealous of you while teaching class and decides to make you stay after to remind you who you belong to.

Rated- ♢♡

Last updated 02/18/23

#fic rec #tony stark x reader #lady tremaine x reader #evelyn deavor x reader #agatha harkness x reader #lilith ritter x reader #loki x reader #valkyrie x reader #kathryn hahn x reader #bucky x you #lou miller #jake lockley x fem!reader #hela x reader #hela odinsdottir x reader #dark!marvel #rhea ripley x reader #damian priest x reader

[amerrierworld]

No Spoons Left

Request: could you please write Lou x reader where she feels protected by you when your spooning her and her arms around around yours

Summary: Lou isn’t used to camping! 

Characters: Lou Miller x gn!reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Fluff! some lovely dove relationship communications

Camping with Lou was an abhorrent idea at first. You didn’t think she’d be able to get out of her high-fashion New York style to peruse the wilderness with you. You, on the other hand, were dying to get out of the city if only for a little while. And convincing your girlfriend to come along was easier said than done.

But then she had nicked a camper van and you found yourself bouncing with glee when she had agreed not to sell it, but to use it. 

The trip to the campsite itself was without flaw. Lou drove carefully while you jabbered on about the excitement of being away from city-life again. Lou grinned from behind her large sunglasses as you bustled around in the back with the food and supplies.

It felt a bit cliché to go camping in the autumn with your girlfriend, bringing every plaid blanket you had, many marshmallows, and a tripod for blurry (but aesthetic) photos. The only thing missing would have been a large dog with non-stop slobber and matching bandanas. 

Lou, begrudgingly, had to give up her chic street-style for a complete lesbian  lumberjack look. Not that you complained. And then once you arrived, she had insisted she would put up the tent when you suggested to spend the first night outside of the van by the campfire. Now, you were leaning against the front of the vehicle, bemused from watching her fight with the tarp and connecting the frame.

Lou’s hair was pulled back with her fringe just brushing her eyelashes. She was wearing flannel and, heavens above, jeans with hiking boots. You grinned over your cup of hot chocolate as she sneered at the manual, kicking it to the side like a dad on a trip refusing to use directions and thus getting hopelessly lost.

“Let me help,” you offered again. 

“Absolutely not.” She had too much pride to give in now, even though she had been struggling for close to an hour now. 

“Babe, have you really gone camping before?” you asked. 

“Totally. We just didn’t use tents back then. We endured the weather throughout the whole night regardless of the conditions.”

“Are you calling me a snowflake for wanting to have shelter in the night?” you scoffed. 

“No, but I do think you’ve been way too pampered by the city,” she huffed. Ah yes, a lovely hypocritical response. You looked at your furry hiking boots and luxurious camping outfit and lifted her chin at her.

“I believe you mean pampered by my incessant gift-giving and spoiling girlfriend.”

“Guilty as charged.”

The tent eventually came together, quite sturdily. Dinner consisted of pre-cooked hot dogs and pre-packaged salads you had bought on the road. You already had a stash of canned soups, bread for sandwiches, and enough snacks to last you a life time, but tomorrow you wanted to try to go fishing and see if you could catch a meal that way, just for the sake of the ‘camping spirit’. If unsuccessful, there was a convenience store right by the camping grounds. You had to find a camping location with modern technology and access close by just for the sake of keeping Lou sane when you ran out of her favourite brand of ice tea. 

You got in the tent for the night and were surprised by the space of it inside, but not so by the haphazard assembly of the frame, which stuck out in some places.

Lou followed in from behind you, wearing her silk pyjama set and grumbling incoherently. It was cute, you thought, but hopefully she’d cheer up soon otherwise this would be a lousy weekend.

“Lou, why on earth are you wearing that here? You’ll freeze during the night.”

“It’s the only thing I have to comfortably sleep in,” she muttered, shoving herself into a sleeping bag. “I’ll be fine.”

You grinned and settled in next to her, “you’ve never gone camping before, have you?”

She avoided your gaze and blew a piece of hair out of her face. “I’ve disguised myself as a camper before for a con. They seemed pretty convinced.”

You giggled, not trying to laugh at her sour expression. The camping trip was entirely your idea, and Lou would do anything you wanted just to make you happy. This one probably beat all the jewels and cash she stole for you, simply because you got to spend so much time with her without anyone else around you for once.

A twig snapped and the blonde biker shot up from her position, “What was that?”

“Probably just a raccoon. Don’t worry, I put all the food away.”

She seemed unsettled, which surprised you, “Lou, you live in New York where there’s unending noise happening outside. People yelling, cars honking. You’re not telling me you’re frightened of wildlife sounds?”

“Not frightened!” she quipped, a little too quickly to properly convince you. “It’s so much quieter here, and it’s weird.. What am I supposed to do, Y/N? Adjust to it in one night?” She was scowling again and punched her pillow before falling face first into it.

“Move over,” you eventually said, opening her sleeping bag from your side. 

“We won’t fit.”

“Nonsense. I made sure it could fit two when I bought them.” You wriggled yourself further down, eventually feeling Lou’s freezing feet press up against your own.

“You didn’t have to come outside to sleep with me tonight. You could stay in the van if you want.”

“And admit to being a wimp in the outdoors? Over my dead body.”

There was another sound from outside, the screech of a fox this time, and her eyes widened. Her shoulders were shaking slightly. You didn’t know if it was from discomfort or the cold, but nonetheless you snuggled closer to her and wrapped your arms around her from behind.

“Hey I thought I was always the big spoon,” she retorted once she realized  what you were doing. Despite her sharp words, her body melted and pressed into yours, gladly accepting the warmth and security you offered. All you did was hum and wormed yourself as close to her as possible. 

“You’re impossible,” she grumbled, her voice slurring as she slowly drifted off to sleep. You grinned and kiss the back of her head, hugging her tightly as her hand reached up to grip your wrist before you fell asleep alongside her.

Lou woke up to the sound of a fire crackling and the smell of eggs and bacon. She wormed her way out of the tent while remaining inside the sleeping bag because it was still cozy from your warmth and smell. 

You were crouching by the fire cooking breakfast and digging through the cooking supplies you had brought. And, well, you had hoped to heat up some soup for yourself to get started and get some energy for a hike today, but the deeper you dug into the cutlery bag, the more you found knives, forks, and nothing else.

“Lou, baby,” you sighed, looking up at the blonde shuffling out of the tent. “You were supposed to bring all the cutlery right?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“Did you really?”

Her eyes narrowed, “Why don’t you believe me?”

You held up the two bags marked forks and knives without saying anything. When it clicked, she groaned, folding her body into the sleeping bag and burying her face. 

“Lucky for you we have at least one big spoon left,” you chortled, scooping out the bacon and eggs onto a plate for her.

“Very funny,” she grumbled. “What did you want to do today?”

“Fishing!”

She looked... you didn’t know the word, but the closest to her facial expression was aghast. 

“Oh, Lou,” you sighed, sitting next to her as she ate. “Why did you agree to come if you clearly despise camping?”

“Because I’m trying to show interest in what you like, isn’t that what a good girlfriend does?”

“Sure, sure. But I also don't want to torture you into living in the outdoors for the weekend.”

“I’m trying,” she said again, digging her fork in the paper plate so roughly that it stabbed through. 

“Do you wanna just grab a bite to eat for today? I saw a cafe on the way in.”

She looked at you with a conflicted gaze, wanting to say yes, but also wanting to do what you wanted first.

You nudged her with your arm, before continuing, “and then you can bring a hot latte to the shore to drink and watch while I go fishing?”

That made her smile. She sluggishly got out of the sleeping bag to rush to the van and get ready, the silk not saving her from the chilly night air.

“And on the way we can get some spoons!” you commented as you followed her into the van. Seconds later, her pyjama top slapped you in the face, and you giggled as you closed the van door behind you.

A/N: whoopdeedoo i finished it ahahahaa this idea did not go where it was first planned for but alas i digress pls enjoy

#merry writes #lou miller #lou x reader #lou miller x reader #oceans 8 #ocean's eight #oceans8 #o8 #cate blanchett #reader insert #gn!reader #gender neutral #fanfiction #ocean's 8 fanfiction #fem reader #male reader #camping!

[notmanagingmymischief]

𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 "𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠" 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

Okay soooo I watch THWACIIW today and I've gotta say, I never expected to write for a member of the Holy Trinity again, and if I were to do so I DEFINITELY didn't think it would be Cate.

But also, ✨her✨

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warnings: nothing in particular

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enjoy xx

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The house is rather empty, as usual, when you welcome yourself inside as you were told to do years ago. Jonathan had been more than hospitable when you had moved in, and you, ever the curious one, had immediately taken to him and his whimsical home. And henceforth his whimsical neighbor. Mrs. Zimmerman Florence, the grey-haired, purple infatuated anomaly whose house resided directly beside Jonathan's. Though it seemed that she spent a great deal of time at his rather than her own residence, which meant that you--also spending your free time in the House--had meetings rather often. At first you hadn't gotten along at all; Florence was too prim and proper for you and criticized nearly your every move and aspect. You thought she was stiff and boring, she thought you were too wild.

But, eventually and through what must have been some sort of miracle--also known as Jonathan--you were forced into a lengthy conversation and the two of you realized that, although you had your (many) differences, you also were somewhat similar. From there you and Florence's meetings had been more amiable, less stiff and rude. Now, like her and her eccentric neighbor, your insults were casual and playful. "Mornin' Florence. Looking just as withered as ever." "Good morning y/n, you cocky prude," etcetera. So as you walk further inside, stopping a moment to play with Chair, you're not anxious about the possibility of running into the woman. Well, perhaps you're a little bit anxious. See, once you started calling Florence a friend, you'd eventually found a point beyond friendship. You yourself, of course. Not her, oh no--never her. Florence would never feel such things, especially not for you. Still, seeing her sometimes puts butterflies in your chest, the constant ticking of a clock reverberating inside your ears louder than normal, like a heartbeat.

Your shoes click on the hardwood floor of Jonathan's study, eyes glimpsing the locked cabinet on the wall and looking away just as fast, moving onto the bookshelf. You approach it casually and pick a random tome out of it's position, flipping it open to an equally random page. It's filled with runes and Latin words that you can't decipher or understand, so you put it away with a huff, turning instead to go look for something to do. However you stop short at the silhouette of a familiar tall woman. A smile plays on your lips as you meet her eyes, unamused, and greet her happily. "Evening Florence!" She nods silently and walks inside the room, barely sparing you a glance even as you stare at her, eyes tracking her every move. She arrives in front of a bookcase the opposite of you, skimming the spines momentarily before delicately pulling it out and floating--though not literally--over to the sofa, settling down and opening it to a page somewhere in the middle. Finally you snap out of it, once she retrieved something from the side table and set it down absently in front of her, glass clinking against glass.

It's a bottle of wine, and a single crystal glass. Your attention back on her, you quirk a brow and question "What, was it too much effort for your grandma arms to bring another glass?" it earns you a playfully offended scoff and she looks up at you with an equally playful glare. "Would you like some, y/n?" "Yes please," you reply with a nod, but the smirk that pulls on her lips implies betrayal. And then she pulls out the "Get your own," making you sigh dramatically. "So mean, Florence!" Florence rolls her eyes, pouring herself a glass and pushing the bottle away as she casually states "Don't pout, darling. It's unbecoming and unattractive." She then brings crystal to delicate lips that wrap around the edge of the vessel even as dark eyes remain laser focused on her book. You find yourself unable to look away as the deep crimson liquid disappears into her mouth, and stains her lip slightly pink before a gentle tongue sweeps over the area and it's pale yet again. Your breath catches, the wine is swallowed, and glass is returned to her side.

The clink brings your attention to it, and then immediately back to Florence. A wicked idea flickers through your mind and you walk to her, easily picking up and inspecting the wine bottle, humming neutrally at what you find before setting it back down and looking to the witch at your right. She glances up, feeling your stare, and lifts a perfect brow in silent question. The smirk you wear sets her on edge, and she fights the urge to lean away as you bend towards her by the waist. "If you won't let me taste the wine from the bottle, then I suppose I just have to get it some other way, hmm?" You're practically purring, and Florence does her best to repress the electric magic that sparks across her skin at the sound. Trying to keep her confidence up, she replies "And what, pray tell, might you mean by that? Hopefully not another one of your ridiculous metaph--mmph!" In moments, faster than a heartbeat and easier than a breath, you've gathered your courage and pushed yourself forward, bringing your lips to hers.

With eyes squeezed firmly shut, the longer it takes for Florence to react the more confidence trickles out of your body. But just as you're about to pull away and either apologize or flee, slim fingers fist in your shirt collar and pull you down further with a little groan that, if questioned, Florence would deny making vehemently. It's a pleasant surprise that you don't waste time in taking advantage of, tipping her head up a tad and pressing your tongue past loose lips. And finally you taste it; bitterly sweet, a multitude of different flavor explode on your tongue. Cherry, cranberry. Some sort of spice, maybe? Either way, it's completely magical and charged with what can only be described as her. Tangy with a hint of oranges and bright summer sun. It kisses your face and bathes you in warmth, sends shivers down your spine, fills you with butterflies. A sweeping tide, caressing the shore like a lover; stars reaching to touch the moon.

Florence lets out one last little noise just as you drag your tongue along her teeth—perfectly straight, of course—and pull away. Voice verging in breathless, the woman stutters “That—you can’t just—please do that again.” With a sharp laugh you slip onto the ground at her feet and pull her back to your lips with a smug “As you wish.”

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[marvels-writings]

Coffeeshop Surprises

Requested by Anon: Hey it’s the anon who asked if you would do hela x reader, sorry for not being specific lol 😅 um maybe an au where hela is good and she’s visiting earth for the first time with Loki and Thor. But most humans steer clear of her bc she’s got that scary aura and yk the goddess of death, but she bumps into the reader and the reader is super sweet about it and flustered while apologizing, which causes hela to be intrigued by her. (Totally fine if you won’t write btw)

A/N: I’m currently jumping around requests by order of inspiration and ideas, sorry, oh and tell me if you want this to turn into a series ;)

Word Count: 1, 671

“Does this look alright?” Hela asked, turning around to face her brothers, she usually couldn’t care less about others opinions on her, she spread her arms away from herself to show the outfit better.

She had chosen an emerald green halter top with the shoulders cut out, the color complimenting her green eyes, black jeans, a simple black leather jacket with silver and green zippers, and black boots with some silver adornings. She’d paired the outfit with simple silver and emerald earrings, her hair loose and resting in soft, black waves on her shoulders, her makeup consisted of a basic smokey eye look and a nude color lipstick. 

Thor nodded at her approvingly, his new short hair was gelled, he wore a light blue t-shirt, a loose light brown jacket, and navy blue jeans with casual sneakers. Loki looked Hela up and down, frowning slightly, he wore an all-black outfit with some gold lines. 

“A bit intimidating don’t you think?” Loki asked, examining the leather jacket from the other side of the dressing room on Asgard.

“You should be the one to talk.” Thor jokes, disguising Mjolnir as an umbrella and standing by the door, opening it for them. 

Loki scowled at him but walked out the door and towards the Bifrost, Hela close on his heels. Hela wanted desperately to walk in front as she wasn’t used to following, but she had no idea where she was supposed to be heading towards. 

It had been a few days since Odin’s death, Hela had gone to Asgard instantly, meeting her brothers. After Hela got to know them, Thor suggested to visit Earth, Loki had been a bit hesitant, but after the goddess had claimed she wanted to go, they agreed and began preparing. 

The frost was an amazing sight, Heimdall gave her a nod, a small smirk on his face as he directed it towards Earth. They stepped through, finding themselves on the streets of New York City soon after. Hela looked around, baffled by the amount of people around her. Thor grinned at a few people, taking a few pictures while Loki rolled his eyes, and Hela raised an eyebrow.

“He’s considered a ‘hero.’” Loki whispered, barely resisting the urge to make air quotes, Hela nodded and tried to smile, intimidating most of the people around her. 

Thor led them towards the nearest coffee shop to try to socialize while talking to them about some of Earth’s customs to Hela. The coffeeshop was different than most, it had wooden furniture, vintage paintings adorning the walls. The kitchen was mainly a dark marble and glass, the ceiling was strung with filament bulbs and the walls with string lights. 

He decided to order different drinks for all of them, settling on a smoked butterscotch latte with fireball for himself, a chai latte for Loki and a black coffee for Hela, he sat down at one of the tables, talking to them excitedly about visiting the Avengers. 

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Loki muttered, glancing around to make sure no one recognized him, he saw some of the drinks being picked up by a waitress with hair/color hair and stunning eye/color eyes, he smirked and decided to change the topic. 

“Sister, why don’t you go get our drink?” Loki offered, gesturing to the counter where the drinks were being handed out.

Hela turned to glance at it and nodded, heading over to the drinks, looking for one of their names. She was just about to go back to the table as the drinks weren’t there yet when she ran into you, her eyes widened when the black coffee which had been on your tray was spilled on her halter top. 

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry about that.” You hurriedly apologized, grabbing the counters from the nearest counter and trying to dry off her leather jacket, Hela frowned, but looked down, taking off her jacket in one fluid motion and draping it over her arm.

“It’s alright, it was an accident,” Hela reassured, you smiled nervously up at her, biting your lip when you realized just how gorgeous she was. 

“I’ll get you another drink, just give me a few minutes.” You said hurriedly, putting the tray down on the counter, unaware of the brunette staring at your back curiously.

“I’m honestly really sorry about your shirt,” You continued apologizing as you rushed around the machines to quickly remake the order, Hela leaned one arm against the counter, watching you, you seemed to be the only person who wasn’t intimidated by her.

“I’m y/n, y/n l/n.” You introduced, putting a cup underneath the coffee machine and extending your hand to shake hers.

Hela flinched, she remembered Thor mentioning something about shaking hands as a form of introduction, she reached out her hand and took yours firmly, shaking it and trying to smile at you. She had been nervous in case she scared you off, but you smiled and shook her hand firmly with warm hands.

“I’m Hela,” She had to bite her tongue to prevent telling you about being the goddess of death and Odin’s firstborn.

“Interesting name.” You remarked, sliding your hand out of hers and picking up the coffee mug, quickly writing her name on it with a little apology note on the sleeve and glancing at the clock.

“Yes, my shift is finally over.” You grinned to yourself, handing her the cup of coffee, about to leave when Hela called your name, you turned around to face her.

“Would you like to join us?” She asked, gesturing to the table where Thor and Loki were watching the interaction curiously. 

Hela watched your reaction, unsure if you would agree, she made a mental note to listen more closely to Thor’s rambling about Earth’s customs since she wasn't sure if she had pushed too far.

“I’d love to, I’ll just change.” You gestured to the door behind the counter, Hela nodded and made her way back to her table, a small smile on her face which she quickly tried to hide. 

“Impressive for your first time on Earth, but you still forgot our drinks,” Loki remarked, she turned around and noticed their drinks were still on the counter. 

Thor quickly rushed and took his drink, sliding Loki’s drink towards him and taking a gulp of his. Hela hesitantly took a sip, finding she liked the drink more than Asgardian drinks. 

“Who is she?” Thor asked curiously, leaning his elbows on the table and looking at Hela.

“Y/n, I think she works here, I asked her to join us,” Hela answered, sipping her drink slowly.

“You invited her here?” Loki asked, green eyes wide, Hela nodded as Thor chuckled to himself.

“She won’t recognize you dressed as a witch,” Thor reassured, Loki scowled at him, remarks cut short when you approached their table, a drink and a chocolate muffin in your hand.

You wore a fav/color lace-up top, white jeans and an acid-washed light blue denim jacket held in one hand, you smiled nervously and sat down when Thor pulled the seat out for you. You thanked him and draped your jacket over the back of the chair before sitting down. 

“This is for ruining your shirt.” You said, pushing the muffin towards Hela, she looked down at it and back at you.

“You didn’t need to.” She reassured, sipping her drink, and leaning back in her chair slightly. 

“So, are you new here? I haven’t seen you around.” You asked Loki smirked into his drink, green eyes glinting with mischief. 

“You could say that.” Hela shrugged, shivering slightly when she noticed the spilled coffee was starting to cool down.

“Oh, you could wear my jacket to cover that up if you want,” You offered, taking your jacket off the back of the chair and holding it out for her. 

Helas eyes widened at the offer, she glanced at Thor who gave her an approving nod, she took the jacket and wore it, pulling the front of the jacket closer and looking down at herself. 

“Why does everyone look better in my clothes than I do?” You muttered into your drink, hiding your awestruck expression with your cup of fav/drink.

The denim jacket was the complete opposite color of what Hela was wearing, but she pulled it off perfectly somehow. She smiled at you and continued sipping her drink. Thor started up a conversation with you about coffee and where you worked, you revealed that this was only a part-time job, you worked here only on Wednesdays and Mondays when you could get the most tips.

“I should probably pay you back for that shirt, there are a few shops nearby that have some amazing clothes.” You offered once all of the drinks were done, Thor dumped the mugs into the trash and grinned at you.

“You don’t” Hela began, but Loki cut her off.

“We’d love to, but me and Thor have some business to attend to, but I think Hela would love to.” He grinned mischievously, Thor turned to him with a frown when he realized what happened, his frown turned into a grin and he confirmed the story, heading out with his brother.

“That was unexpected,” You remarked, Hela nodded, glaring at them as they left.

“Agreed,” Hela muttered, turning to look back at you after taking the muffin you had given her and tucking it in the pocket of the leather jacket which she held on her arm.

“There are a few shops nearby if you want to.” You offered, she nodded hesitantly, you grinned at her and led her out of the coffee shop and towards Macy’s.

Even though Hela had just met you, she was intrigued by you, everyone else she had met on Earth had been trying to avoid her as they were intimidated. You on the other hand, weren’t scared at all, instead, you were taking her shopping because you accidentally ruined her shirt. Hela hadn’t smiled this much in a long time.

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A/N: This is the first time I’ve written for Hela, thoughts? (and hela anon, if you want this turned into a series message me or send something into my inbox)

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[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

Hey, I'm still finishing the planning of the mini-novel (series) I want to write about Natasha Romanoff (I haven't even started writing it yet because I'm doing the storyline). But, I would like to do some fanfics and I have an idea to do one about Therese Belivet x Reader, but, there are no fanfics about her, do I write it or better think of another one for another character in my list?

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[maximoffswriter]

Is It Over Now?

warnings: idk

pairing: Carol Aird x fem!reader (no pronouns used)

genre: Angst??

summary: She gets distant from you. (Amazing summary, Ik)

disclaimer: ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SO PLEASE BARE WITH ME!!

you do NOT have the right/permission to copy, steal, or repost this and claim my work as your own.

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As days went by, she started to slip away. She would always come home late, then leave early. You felt like she wasn't your partner anymore, since you rarely see her.

It felt like she doesn't exist in your life anymore, like you weren't lovers anyone.

One day, you decided to wait for her to come home, she comes home at almost 1 am, you could see tiredness in your eyes.

"Hi, love." You greet her, she looks at you in shock. "Why are you still up?" She ask in an almost angry tone. "I wanted to wait for you." You reasoned. She simply scoffed.

You were hurt, you wanted to spend the night cuddling her, but she had other plans. "What's wrong?" You ask, tearing up. "Nothing." It was cold and distant. "That doesn't seem like nothing." You state.

"It's fine, I'm just tired." She says in that same tone. Your heart was breaking more and more with each second that's passing. "Is there someone else?" That question made her furious, she looked at you with a glare. "Why would you ask that?!" She almost yelled.

Your eyes displayed all the hurt you were experiencing in that moment. You couldn't answer, you barely knew her.. I guess, not answering her question only made her mad, when she grabbed your chin, and slapped you. "Sorry." you mutter. "Yeah, whatever." She spat.

She went upstairs to our room. You heard rustling, then silence.

That night, you decided to stay in the guest bedroom, since you didn't want to bother her. You couldn't sleep, you were tossing and turning in bed, trying your hardest not to start crying. you wanted to cry, but you didn't want her to see me crying.

The next morning,you got up at 4:30, you went to your room, Carol was there, fast asleep. She looked peaceful, like an angel. She moved slightly, and you decided to leave her alone. you took some clothes from the closet, before you went back to the guest bathroom to shower.

you went in, and let the cold water hit my back. Tears were now falling freely on my face. you couldn't feel anything, but hurt.

After the bath, you felt less hurt. It felt freeing for some reason.

you go to your shared bedroom to check on Carol, she was still fast asleep. you checked your phone, it was 6:30, and her work starts at 7:00, so you decided to wake her up.

"Wake up, darling, you'll be late." you say, gently. Her nose scrunched, as she started slowly waking up. "What time is it?" She asked. "6:35 a.m." you said. "What the fuck?! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?!" There it is again, that hateful tone.

"I'm sorry." your voice shrunk, and lost volume. "Fuck." She sighed.

She started to get ready. While she was doing that, you ran downstairs to make her a quick breakfast, and lunch as well.

You made her favourite.

When she came downstairs, you greeted her with a smile. "I made you breakfast." You said, sweetly. "I don't have time for this." You sigh. "Take this with you, please." You hand her the lunch bag. "Yeah, whatever, bye." She grumbled, walking out the door.

You sit there, hurt. Longing for the warmth she used to give, which is now cold.

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a/n: idek what this is, uhm.. I got bored, and yeah. (part two soon)

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[sapphicforsarahh]

re: your request post, I’d love some soft dom!Carol x reader smut

Thank you for the request!

Warnings: Smut

Word count: 945

“Carol, I’m home!”, you shouted out in an exhausted tone. You’d just finished a 10 hour shift at the furniture store. It had been extra busy lately so Abby had requested that you work more hours, which you happily obliged to. You were now regretting said choices. “In here,” Carol replies back, in a smooth tone. You followed her voice and she was in the living room. Her legs situated on the foot rest in front of her and she lay beautifully on the sofa. A cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. “Come lie down,” she beckons you over, taking a drag from her cigarette.

Immediately, your work bag had been abandoned on the floor and your head was laying in her lap as her fingers dragged through your hair. “Tough day?”, she whispered. Simply, you nodded. “She got you working hard darling?” You nodded again. “I’ll have to have a word, can’t have my sweet girl being exhausted can we?” She asked lowly again, her fingers scraping your scalp, causing whines to escape your mouth.

Carol smirked down at you as she could see the effect she was having on you. “Is there anything that I could do to possibly make your day a little better?” She asked, knowing what the answer will be. “I think you already know Carol,” you whispered back and sat up until you were sitting next to her. You leant forward towards her lips and placed a gentle kiss. “No darling. Let me take care of you. You’ve had a long couple days,” she pulls back from the kiss.

“Take me to bed,” you murmur into her neck, kissing her pulse point. “As you wish,” Carol stands up and kisses your forehead, before leading you to the bedroom. Carol closes the door behind you and begins taking off your clothes. Piece by piece. Firstly, she removes your skirt and places it over the chair. Soon your shirt has been taking off and ended in the same place as your skirt, as well as your bra. “Please, I need to see you,” you whine out, hoping she’ll take off her clothes too. Carol looks at you and smiles, not even bothering to reply and begins to undress. “You’re beautiful,” you sigh and look her up and down. “I’ve got nothing on you,” she replies. “Go lie on the bed,” she softly orders.

Without question, you follow her instruction and lay down, watching her crawl next to you on the bed. “What is it you want darling?” she purrs, delicately putting her hand on your breast. “I want you to make me feel good. Touch me please,” you beg, hoping she’ll soon give in. “I am touching you,” she replies, placing her other hand on your other breast and leaning down to kiss you. Her lips move against yours languidly, which makes you even needier for her touch. You open your mouth in an attempt to beg, but she cuts you off with her tongue and slides it inside your mouth.

Her actions are quickly driving you more crazy. Carol finally pulls back and looks at you through hooded eyes. “Tell me what you want,” she removes her hand from your breast and uses it to stroke your face and lips, where she previously had been. “I need you Carol. I need you to make me feel good, make me cum. Please, I need you so much,” you pathetically whine out. “That’s it, good girl. Telling me what you need. Wasn’t that hard was it?” she cooed before kissing the valley between your breasts and moving down your body. Your hands grabbed her hair and eagerly pushed her down closer to where you needed her. “It’s okay honey, just relax. I’m going to give you what you need,” she reassures you before kissing your stomach.

The build up was killing you. One hand was in her hair, pushing her down and the other was tightly holding the pillow next to your head, in an act of support. “Please baby, I can’t wait any longer,” you whine out. “I’ll give you what you want don’t worry,” she settles between your legs, pulling down your ruined underwear. “Darling, you’re soaked. Have you been thinking about me all day at work, huh? Thinking about what I’ll do to you when you got home?” she teased and gave a slow swipe of her tongue through your folds. “God yes,” you sighed out, just wanting her to continue. “I bet you did. Thinking about all the ways I could make you c-“ you cut her off by pulling her head into you, her tongue immediately getting to work.

“Fuck yes, like that,” you moaned and kept your hand secured on the back of her head. Carol was relentless with her licks. Her tongue swiped up and down at an unbelievable pace. “You taste so good, so perfect,” she groaned into you and continued working. It didn’t take long for your orgasm to begin to build up. “Cum when you need to darling, I’m right here,” she gives you permission before you even start to ask for it. You look down at the sight: Carol’s hands wrapped around your thighs, making sure you don’t move; her eyes shut tight, enjoying where she’s at and her nose scrunched up against your clit, adding extra stimulation.

Within a few minutes, you were cumming into her mouth and she was cleaning you up. Carol didn’t stop licking until you were practically pushing her away due to overstimulation. “You feeling okay now?” she asked, coming up next to you and wrapping a protective arm around your waist. “Perfect, thank you.”

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[drkmgs]

Stories Update

Hi, hello!

These are the stories that are sitting in my drafts. Don't worry, I will finish them as soon as I sort my schedule out.

[Also, I'm still working on the I'm in love with the criminal. Pairing Lou Miller x Layla Bradford (OC)]

Thanks for reading! :3

In the meantime, here is my masterlist.

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[joel-keenyy]

oohhh what about hela? she’s definitely a sadistic woman so maybe she has you be her “pet” beside her throne on asgard👀 w like lots of bondage/maybe reader is gagged and wearing a harness/denied orgasms?? this is so kinky oh my GOD I’m sorry lol

OOOH i have never EVER gotten an ask for hela so i HAD to write this omlll anon your MIND !!! this is loosely based off of some concepts i found on i believe @caroldantops blog (and fair warning - this is VERY NSFW and contains some aspects of pet play. so if you’re not into that this probably isn’t for you!)

sleepover + blurb night!

your knees are sore from the hard marble tile of the throne room, but you’re no longer as cold as you were when you were first “adjusted” beside the throne earlier that morning.

you’re completely naked, nipples burning from the bulky silver clamps keeping them erect. the black leather collar around your neck is constrictive and makes it difficult to breathe—and it certainly doesn’t help when hela yanks harshly on the leash to tug you between her thighs. you remain fixed on your knees, your calves strapped to your thighs with several leather straps, practically gluing them together and preventing you from even so much as raising your bottom off the ground.

your leather-bound wrists and elbows make your chest thrust out marvelously, almost as if to display the clamps that adorn your perky little nipples. a sheer layer of saliva eternally leaks from the massive ring gag holding your mouth gaping wide and drips onto the tops of your tits and collarbones. you look like a mess, really. you’re just grateful hela had your hair pulled back into a tight, slick ponytail to prevent it from getting soaked with your spit.

however, hela’s favorite piece of the entire outfit is the back leather harness that circles your body. it frames your tits perfectly and connects to the matching leather thigh bands. it’s really a beautiful piece of jewelry, designed by hela herself specially for you and your wonderful figure.

“mm, sit up straight, pet. that’s another edge,” she hums, yanking on your leash. you choke, and immediately straighten your stance. your back shoots up like a pencil and you spread your legs a little further, pain shooting through your limbs from the uncomfortable position.

anticlimatically, the vibrations against your clit start up again. hela had a powerful vibrator tied snug against your pleasure bud, the remote in her hand being the oh-so-lovely enactor. you were out of your mind horny by now—you couldn’t even recall what number edge this was.

she played with you all morning long while you sat in the throne room—her obedient little pet—licking her pussy whenever she pleased and riding the cock impaling your cunt whenever she had a visitor report to her for the day.

the number one rule: no cumming.

the number two rule: no stopping.

under by no means or circumstances were you allowed to shield yourself from the guards and visitors who entered the throne room. no, hela liked to show you off. she liked everyone knowing she was well taken care of and she liked it when people watched her desperate little play thing hump the cock all pathetically while serious conversation was taking place.

you can’t help the moans that spill from your lips as the vibrations continue their assault on your clit. it’s been edge after edge since you woke up this morning, and tears leak out of your eyes because you’re so fucking desperate. all you want is to cum. you can’t take it anymore.

you begin thrashing in your restraints, your grunts strangled and sharp. your tits bounce with your violent jerks and you close your thighs to amplify the wonderful sensations. you’re so fucking close, and with hela too distracted talking to the visitor before the throne, she probably won’t notice. after all, you make noises like this all the time...

you whimper, spit flying from your mouth as the vibrations disappear. the cock that still impales your hole keeps you full, yet doesn’t provide you the stimulation you need to cum. you’re hot as you hump the floor, dismissing the pain shooting through your tits.

“just a naughty fucking slut you are, pet,” hela spits. she yanks on the leash and drags you over to the throne, bending over to reach between your thighs. you cry in dismay as she removes the cock, still slick with your juices. your pussy clenches around the air.

“ah wahha cuhum,” you whine.

hela glares. “pets don’t cum. that’s another month for you, dear. now, guard, fetch me the spreader bar.”

one of the guards shuffles off and hela tugs your collar even closer, holding up the cock beside your face. an evil smirk curves up on her lips and you moan as she slips the dildo into your mouth, filling up your oral cavity until the tip nearly touches the back of your throat. it takes you a moment to get used to the invasive feeling, and the taste of your own sex immediately explodes within your mouth. but regardless, you instinctively begin to suck, your noises nearly entirely muted by the new gag.

hela lines the base of the cock up with the ring gag, then twists it. you’re shocked when you can’t push out the gag—somehow, she’s locked it into place. and now it’s stuck.

you’re eyes water, and you shake your head, trying to spit it out. hela only laughs at the pathetic attempt, then pulls on your nipple clamps.

“you brought this upon yourself, pet. this is what happens when you behave poorly,” she twists your ponytail in her hand. “you’re punished. properly. now, no orgasms for a month—which is quite a shame. tonight i considered finally granting you permission. it appears as if you’re simply just not ready.”

you whimper into the gag, again thrashing in your restraints. hela merely leans back and awaits for the spreader bar to arrive.

once it does, she gets up and locks leather cuffs around your ankles, then stretches the spreader bar as far as it can go. your cunt is suddenly on completely display to anyone who walks in (and the guards who are already present). there’s no hiding it—your wetness or your puffy folds.

“now,” hela uses a piece of rope to tie your ponytail to the spreader bar, managing to pull your head back and force you to stare at the tall ceiling. weights are added to your nipple clamps. “sit still and fucking behave, pet. otherwise one month with turn into two.”

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