#cc x reader

[heartofwritiing]

His sweater

paring: cc!wilbur soot x fem!cc!reader (featuring cc!tommy and cc!tubbo)

summary: you and wilbur are in a private relationship and one day while you’re streaming chat recognizes the sweater you’re wearing.

authors note: I wrote this a while back when I was coming back into writing. I'm sorry if its not as good as my usual stuff. the reader is a small streamer but she's close with all the britsh ccs, (bc she lives in the uk) she and wilbur are dating and no one knows not even their friends! but some of them do suspect it! I thought it was cute not sure if it's been done before and I really enjoyed writing it!!

warnings: secret relationship, anxiety attack, fluff, not proofread, and unedited!

It was supposed to be a relaxed stream, chatting and hanging out before Wilbur got home. That’s what it started as. You logged onto Twitch around 7:40 or so, after hanging out with Tommy and the gang for the day. 

Wilbur had gone to his office. He told you to head off without him and said he would be home in an hour or two after he finished editing. That was fine with you. You didn’t mind when he worked late since you didn’t go to bed until around midnight.

No one knew you and Wilbur were together. Like together, together. They thought you were close friends. Not even your friends knew you and sometimes hanging out with them was hard because you wanted to be all

It's not that you were embarrassed by each other. You wanted your privacy and time together to be yours and yours alone. You knew everyone in the group could be eccentric about romantic relationships. You knew deep down they would be happy for you but this was something you and Wilbur agreed to keep secret. For a while at least.

Only a few times have you let it slip when you were out with friends. Everyone knew you two were close so it wasn't that odd to see you being close.

Phill was the only one who knew what was going on. Because once he had caught Wilbur taking your hand in his while you walked side by side. You both completely forgot he was walking right behind you. Separating your hand from Wilbur's when Phill was giving you a knowing glance out of the corner of your eye. Wilbur felt you let go of his hand and he turned to you pouting.

Wilbur got the message completely, seeing Phil smirk back at him. Then, to make matters worse Tommy caught on to Phill being suspicious about something all day. Hence began the young blonde bugging him about what he was all smirking about all day.

Then there were times when you both streamed together. Whether it be at your house or even playing on the SMP, sometimes things would slip out on both your faults.

Like you’ll flirt with each other, or he’ll call you love, or darling. Small things that not everyone can catch onto. Everyone thinks you’re roleplaying anyways but you both know it's not. If you’re on stream you’ll hold your hands under the desk out of view of the webcam. Wilbur would caress your knuckles with his thumb, letting you know he was there. Or you’ll lay your heads on each other’s shoulders during late-night streams when you’re so tired. Little things like that, and of course chat goes nuts for it. 

They think it’s adorable how close you guys are. You love it too. , some people ship you guys but you ignore it, not caring about what they think. It wasn’t anyone's business.

So here you were taking a sip of water from your bottle and as you read the chat a donation came up and it made you perk up.

“Alyssa thank you for the four months!” you read off the donation with a smile. It made you happy that people wanted to stick around with your channel and found it a safe community to fall back on. That was what you wished for.

Your chat was going slow as usual since only about 2,000 or so people were watching. You were comfortable in your little corner.

Your eyes skimmed through the incoming text on your monitor. You froze when you saw a particular statement about your attire.

User: Wait is that Wilbur's sweater?!

You didn’t dare say anything as you tried to shake it off but the comments kept coming in after that faster than before. Everyone seemed to recognize it since he often wore this one in videos. 

You had forgotten Wilbur gave you his sweater sometime early in the night. It wasn’t cold in Brighton during the day, it was warm in the sun. The perfect weather for a band shirt and your favorite pair of comfy pants. But after sunset, you had gotten chilly and Wilbur had offered you his sweater.

You shivered as the chilly wind made goosebumps rise on your arms. You wished you had brought a jacket before going out. You forgot to check the weather and you didn’t think you’d be staying out all day. It was fine, you weren’t going to make a big deal out of it.

Wilbur, who is walking with Tommy glances in your direction. Noticing your shivering state with your arms crossed, you failed to warm yourself up.

Without hesitation, Wilbur pulls his yellow jumper over his head and jogs to catch up with you. Holding out his arm with the sweater all bunched up in his hand, he nudged you.

You turn to look at him. Heat rushed to your cheeks at the realization of why he was handing you his sweater. He had noticed you were chilly and your stomach grew butterflies.

"You're shivering. I don’t want you to catch a cold."

You felt warm inside. You never thought you’d find the typical romantic gestures appealing but then you met Wilbur. Who proved you wrong. He was always a gentleman. It made you fall in love with him more and more.

You take it gratefully and put it on. The bright yellow contrasted against y/h/c and somehow made your skin glow. It made you look happy somehow, but it could be the fact you were wearing your boyfriend's sweater.  The smell of his cologne faintly lingers on it.

Wilbur blushed and felt a bit dizzy seeing you wearing his clothes sometimes, and now it was the same case. He thought you looked adorable and was glad he could help you be warmer.

“Thanks, Will,” you smiled.

You almost stood on your toes to kiss his cheek but stopped yourself short. You didn’t want the others to see. Wilbur didn’t care. He leaned right over and kissed your head quickly.

"Of course, darling."

You smiled at the memory of two hours ago as the chat was still spamming you with questions. You tried to ignore it so you booted up your saved game of Stardew Valley. Knowing everyone wanted an update on your farm.

As you played you would glance over to your other monitor and notice chat wasn’t letting up about the sweater. It was getting a bit on your nerves since chat was getting a little hectic and you wanted to have a normal stream. Suddenly you heard an alert for Discord on your computer and you perked up like a golden retriever.

“Oh hold on chat, I’m getting a message!” you say opening up Discord on the opposite screen, just in case. Hopefully, someone wants to join you for a game or chat with you for a while. You were optimistic about finding out.

You saw it was from Tubbo. You immediately got excited seeing a notification from one of your closest friends. Your eyes read his message carefully making your heart sink to your stomach.

Tubbo: Hey, Y/N I don’t mean to alarm you but you’re trending on Twitter. I think you should check it out. 

Below his message was a link and you clicked on it hesitantly, assuming the worst you were bracing yourself for. Twitter opened up to reveal a whole thread of posts involving various screenshots. You sat in your desk chair with your messy hair and Wilbur's sweater clinging to your body.

You tried not to show too much emotion on your face while you scrolled. Knowing that all your now 4,000 viewers were watching you with every beat.

Tears brimmed in your eyes as all this attention was starting to overwhelm you.

You typed back a reply to Tubbo.

This is bad, right?

You were trying so hard to keep it together, everyone was figuring out your secret. You didn’t want everyone to find out this way, especially not your friends. They deserve better.

No no no, they don’t know what they’re talking about and just ignore it.

Easier said than done tubs.

ik ik

I was watching your stream and I noticed chat being nosey and I could tell you were uncomfortable. Are you okay?

You moved your eyes back to the chat again. It was going even faster now. Your viewer count had gone up even more. Everyone was asking why you were being so quiet all of a sudden. You apologized to everyone before returning to your chat screen with Tubbo.

“I'm sorry guys just message my friend real quick.”

Yeah.

Listen y/n if it's true or not I’m happy for you either way.

I'm sorry you had to find out this way.

Don’t be. It’s not your fault.

Does anyone else in the group know?

Just me. And technically Ranboo but he hasn’t figured it out.

You giggled at that.

You were so enthralled talking with Tubbo that you didn’t even hear the front door open. Will was home, toeing off his shoes and hanging up his flat keys.

You typed to Tubbo that you were going to end the stream. Make up some excuse that you were too tired but you didn’t want to seem suspicious. That’s when Wilbur snuck up behind you and leaned down so that he could wrap his arms around your shoulders.

Chat went even crazy. Spelling his name in all caps. Chaos. Absolute chaos.

You instantly froze at the contact and stayed like that for a good solid couple of seconds in shock. The smirk on Wilbur's lips was still prominent, but what he did next stunned you more than you already were.

Wilbur leaned down and placed a kiss on your cheek tenderly. His lips lingered on your skin. Burning. You always felt this way when he kissed you. It was sweet and brief. You could feel his breath across your skin when he pulled away. Like it wasn't a big deal that he simply kissed you in front of thousands of people. Looked up at your monitor and smirked when he saw your chat going ballistic.

“Oh are you streaming?” he asked. Of course, he knew you were streaming, and yes he did see the tag trending. Tubbo had messaged him as well and Wilbur thought now was the best time to reveal. He wanted everyone to know you were his, and he was yours. So he hatched a scheme in his head to surprise you by coming home while you were still streaming. So, you were in shock that your boyfriend had come in and kissed your cheek on camera. In front of your viewers.

You were a bit mad at him at the moment. Then you saw how cute he looked with his head resting on your shoulder as he watched the chaos issue from his work.

“Guess the cat’s out of the bag now huh darling?” he hummed into your ear softly.

It made you flustered when you felt his lips brush your ear. 

“Now everyone knows you're mine.”

Your heart was beating a million miles per second. You couldn’t believe it was happening. You were so relieved and yet kinda annoyed with Wilbur at the same time for sneaking up on you. You wanted to swipe that cheeky grin off his face. He could be such a smart ass sometimes, but you love him for it. 

Now would be a good time to end this. You thought as you cleared your throat and kept your eyes on the chat log.

"Well, that's enough for me tonight, goodnight.” You finally say quickly, coming out of your flustered state.

"Bye chat,” Wilbur waves.

As soon as the outro screen came on you logged out of Twitch. Immediately, you lay your face in your hands and began crying. Wilbur grew concerned.

"Y/N?" He spun your chair around to face him. He got down to his knees in front of you and placed his hands on your arms. Your heart was beating in your ears, pounding as the situation became too much. Hitting that end stream button brought a sense of relief now that you could finally take it all in. Everyone knew. There was no going back from this. You were so sure that you'd never get a break from the constant questions and judgment that come with being a content creator. 

Besides you on the table, your phone was going off like crazy, vibrating and shaking with alerts. You lifted your head to stare at it in fright. Wilbur detected your uneasiness immediately and grabbed your phone to shut it off completely before turning his attention back to you. 

He brings his hand up to tuck strands of your hair out of your face and behind your ears. You try your best to begin a breathing exercise to calm yourself down. 

Inhale through the nose. 

Exhale out of the mouth 

Wilbur's touch begins to calm your racing mind and heart. His voice anchors you back to the surface of your deepest thoughts. 

Breath. Just breathe. 

“That's it, in and out." 

When you finally get your breathing down to somewhat normal and you surpass a panic attack. Wilbur doesn't say anything. Just holding you until you’re ready.

“I'm sorry,” you whimper and squeeze your eyes shut in shame. Tears flow out again as Wilbur shushes you. 

“Don’t be sorry, don't." He chastised.

“It was just a lot.” You sniffled. 

“I know, but it's going to be okay, you know why?” 

You shake your head from side to side. 

“Because I love you so much, and it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. It’s you and me,” he reassured. 

You smile tearfully. “I love you too.” 

The rest of the night you are spent curled up next to Wilbur, your phones turned off to enjoy some time together away from the internet. The sudden sound of your PC exploding with the sound of the discord call ringtone has you groaning and pausing the movie you both were watching. You had forgotten to shut it down during the chaos. Wilbur goes over to your monitor to turn it off but sees it's Tommy calling. Reluctantly he answers and the room is filled with the teen's loud voice. 

“Why didn't you guys tell me!” he shouted, his voice breaking up through the speakers due to his loudness. 

“Hello to you too Tommy,” Wilbur spoke. 

“Wilbur! I never thought you’d get any women!” 

Wilbur glared over at you as you burst into laughter. It was clear that Tommy was surprised and happy for you both but he was also being his obnoxious self. 

“Alright Im hanging up now,” Wilbur says. 

“No, no!” he laughed. “Im genuinely really happy for you two,” 

“Thanks, toms!” you shouted from your spot on the couch. 

“Thank you Y/N!!” Tommy exclaims. ”See Wilbur, at least someone appreciates my remorseful attitude,” 

Wilbur rolls his eyes and ends the call, shutting down your pc so no one else could bother you. You laughed as he made his way back over to you on the sofa so you could continue your movie. Wilbur was likely going to try and protect you from being bombarded by your friends too much if you decided tomorrow that you'd talk to everyone, You were nervous to face them but you would know that nothing was going to change that your friends supported you. 

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[readychilledwine]

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[acidxinxwonderland]

corruption has never been so sweet

18 plus smut shot! Minors DNI!!!

Pairing: Glamrock Freddy x F!Reader Summary: Ever since you began taking the night shift as a security guard at the Mega Pizzaplex, Freddy always kept you company throughout the night. You were spoiled with his attention to say the very least, but the one time he doesn't show up you are bound and determined to find him. Once you do, it turns into a night the both of you will never forget.   

Warnings: Size difference, VERY strong ABO vibes, knotting, rutting, unrealistic sex, breeding briefly mentioned, dom feddy, marking, bonding, a little bit of blood, robot/human

Word Count: 6.5k  A/N: This is the most degenerate thing I have EVER written for Freddy, just pure self indulgence to tide me over while I write the longer fic involving him, hope you enjoy! As mentioned in the warnings this has STRONG ABO vibes, it's just written in my own way so be warned of the shameless smut, Freddy is basically an alpha. Also... I’m sorry LMAO. Keep your eyes out for a gender neutral version in the next few weeks for all you NBs out there B) Here is the ao3 link in case that’s more your style: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48255442

Being a night guard at the Mega Pizzaplex was always something you enjoyed since you began working here seven months back, despite all the walking and the sticky situations you have found yourself in you always felt comfort in a certain animatronic bear you've come to love dearly. This bear always made sure you had company during your nightly rounds, mindless chatter about his day and sharing fun jokes. Every night he would find you to walk along with you, yet tonight you haven’t seen him once.

You thought at first maybe he was in need of repairs and was stuck in parts and services for the night but when you checked to see he wasn’t there. He’s never done this to you before, it fills you with concern so you thought you might as well do a wellness check on your good friend.

You find yourself walking down Rockstar Row halfway into your shift, you weren’t supposed to survey this area yet but you just had to make sure he was okay. You peer into each green room, giving Chica a wave when passing hers while making your way to Freddy’s. While strolling past the large window you see a glimpse of him through a sliver of the red curtain, now that you know he was there you pick up your pace. You go to the door and immediately swipe your badge to slide it open.

Once the door was open you see Freddy was standing in front of the mirror, seemingly staring at his own reflection with his large hands on each side of the desk before snapping his attention towards you. It takes you seconds to realize something was off with him.

“Ah, hey Freddy. Just wanted to check in on you, I noticed you didn’t find me and well… Here I am.” You let out a small nervous chuckle, giving the robotic bear a kind smile.

“Superstar, I am truly sorry but… You must stay away tonight.” Freddy growls out in this deep, animalistic voice you never heard before, it causes the hairs to stand on the back of your neck. He pushes himself off from the mirrors table to take a step away from you. “I... I am not right.”

An expression of concern falls on your features while you notice his disheveled state. You were worried before but now the feeling was tenfold, wanting to help the animatronic you fell in love with.

“Not right? Well… I don’t mind being here if you need the support.” You say in a careful tone, almost as if you were talking to a wild animal. You take a step closer and he immediately goes back, causing a frown to tug at your lips.

“Please, it is not a good idea for you to be here at this moment.” While he talks you notice the way he rumbles each word in this dangerous tone that sends shivers up your spine.

“You could never scare me bud, I’m here for you. What’s going on with you? Do you have a glitch of some sorts?” You get even closer and this time he doesn’t back away, glowing blue optics zoning in on you.

“Do not act coy with me.” He grumbles out in that same deep tone. “Do not pretend like you do not know what is going on.” You’ve never heard him speak to you in such a way, feeling your heart plunging down to your stomach as the alarm bells in your head finally go off.

This time it was his turn to approach you and for you to back away. Although you don’t get very far, in a blink of an eye his immense paw-like hands enclose around your shoulders, continuing forward so he could roughly push you up against a wall.

“You must have done this to me, if not you then who else?” He snarls down at you, baring his fangs.

Your eyes widen, feeling the smallest sense of fear as you scramble to speak. “F-Freddy! I don’t k-know what you’re talking about!” You press your hands up against his chest plate, pushing at him despite knowing full well you would not be able to get him off of you no matter how much you tried.

“You don't?” He speaks sharply, leaning in closer to you with the look of a predator sizing its prey. “Then tell me why your scent alone has been affecting me so heavily? Why do you make me feel this way? You must have done something to me, corrupted me somehow.”

You are completely taken aback by his words, it almost felt like you were talking to an entirely different animatronic yet deep down you knew that this was still the same bear you love so dearly.

“I promise you, whatever is happening to you it has n-nothing to do with me. Please trust me on this.” You are desperate while you talk, giving him a pleading look in hopes of convincing him.

His grip on your shoulder loosens as he registers what you say, closing his eyes tightly to regain his composure. “You… Your voice, your scent.” He whispers, brows furrowing. His massive paw-like hands trail down your arm, seeming to begin to calm down..

His eyes slide open, giving you a look of remorse that brings you a sense of familiarity once again. “You’re right superstar, I am truly sorry for what I’ve just done. This was not appropriate of me at all. Please, you need- no, you have to leave.”

You feel a twinge of annoyance from his demand. “No.” You start sternly, shooting him a glare. “You really think I’m going to up and leave after what just happened? Something is clearly wrong Freddy. You’ve got to tell me bud, I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s going on with you.”

“I-” He looks off to the side, reluctantly taking his hands away from your arms. “I don’t know exactly what I am experiencing but… I have an idea as to what it could be.” Freddy sounded so distraught, it was so strange for you to see him in such a state.

Your eyes soften from his clear confusion, still feeling deep concern for the bear in front of you.

“That’s okay that you don’t know.” You place a hand on his large arm and he appears to stiffen from your touch. “Why don’t you break it down, what are your um… Symptoms?” As soon as you asked this question his expression turned into one of shame.

He lets out a mechanical sigh, forcing himself to speak. “Well… Everything about you has been making me ache in a way I never felt before. This has been an issue since we first met, but recently it has gotten much worse. It’s been… Frustrating to say the least.”

Your eyes widened as he explained what was happening to him. A deep blush settles upon your cheeks as your already racing heart goes into turbo mode. What the hell was he even talking about?! Was he basically admitting he had sexual feelings towards you?

“W-what do you mean I make you ache. I-in what way?” You stutter out the question, convincing yourself that you had it all wrong.

“Do I really need to explain it?” Freddy growls out in this low, husky tone. You shudder out from his voice alone, body going rigid as he places a hand against the wall besides your head. “Although there is something I do know… The only reasonable explanation I have found for these feelings is a similar pattern of certain species of animals who are afflicted heavily when they enter a… mating season.” He cringes at the last words, having to look away from you in embarrassment.

You are in complete shock at his words, feeling your entire body get impossibly warm as your eyes flicker to his muzzle. You try to process what he is saying. Matching patterns of certain species of animals… He’s a robotic bear so that means…

“You’re- you’re experiencing a rut.” You bluntly state. “Because of me..? You don’t feel this way towards anyone else?”

“Yes superstar. You are the only one who is making me feel this way.” He mutters the answer out, groaning lowly. “It is just you. I’ve never experienced this before… I can’t think straight.”

The frustration was clear in his voice and you rub his large arm up and down soothingly. Despite the sympathy you feel towards him you feel like you are in a dream. It was hard to wrap your head around the fact that the animatronic bear made to entertain was basically in heat and it’s all your fault. This whole situation causes your own arousal to stir deep within your core, trying your best to push past it as you give him a reassuring look.

“It’s going to be okay Freddy. Just try your best to relax for me, alright? Tell me, what’s going through your mind right now?” You keep your voice calm despite how you hear your own heart beat pounding wildly in your ears. You’re curious, having the need to know more.

“It’s like… My thoughts are muddled by your scent.” He says in a choked voice, obviously not too pleased to be confessing such things to you. “All I can think of is certain images of you, even before this. I tried my best to edit my own code when things got too confusing, but it got harder and harder every time, reappearing every time I see you. Now no matter what I do I can’t get rid of it.” He growls out the last part, frustrated beyond belief. “What have you done to me, superstar?”

All you can do for a few moments is stare up at him as the weight of his words sink in. He asked a very valid question, what did you do to him? You basically corrupted his programming merely by existing!

“Freddy, I am so sorry. I swear to you I did not mean to cause any of this.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really! Do you seriously think I somehow purposefully did this to you?!”

Freddy falls silent for a moment, looking down at the floor between the two of you. “I did think so, yes.”

You let out a laugh of disbelief and he looks back up at you with curious eyes. You let your head fall back against the wall you were still trapped against. “You realize how insane this is right?”

Freddy lets out a huff, leaning in closer. “You’re the one who made me like this superstar, whether you meant to or not.” His eyes flickered to your lips and you felt like you were going to die right then and there. A frustrated groan leaves him, finally pushing himself off of you and taking a step away. “The last measure I can take is to isolate myself completely until these feelings pass.”

You stay leaning up against the wall, eyes trailing up and down his large frame. If he isolates himself he wouldn’t be able to go through with his daily duties, it could get him in trouble, even decommissioned.

“It isn’t the last measure.” You murmur out, catching his attention.

“... What are you implying?” He cautiously asks.

You push yourself off the wall, taking a step towards him as your face feels warmer than ever before. “I’m implying,” You begin, taking his hand into yours. “I-I can help you. Since you’ve been honest with me, I’ll be honest with you. I have had desires for you since the day we met, both romantic and sexual. Since I am the one who caused this mess for you then I will fix it.”

Freddy stares at your linked hands, his brows knitting together. “Superstar… I…” He trails off before letting out a low growl that causes goose bumps to rise. “You do not need to do this. I am worried for your safety.” Despite his words he grabs onto your waist with his free hand and pulls you closer to him. “I do not wish to harm you.”

Warmth rushes to your cheeks as you are brought up against him, mustering a smile of reassurance. “Hey, you warned me, didn’t you? If I end up getting hurt somehow, it’ll be my fault, not yours. I’m coming into this knowing what is in store for me.” You untangle your hand with his to place it against his jaw, watching with interest as he immediately leaned into your touch. “Rut or not, I know you. I don't think you could ever seriously injure me even if you wanted to. Let me help you.”

Freddy’s face softens at your words, the hand on your waist tightens. “Are you sure…?” He asks with hesitation in his tone.

“I’m sure Freddy. But… How are we going to do this, because erm, as far as I know you’re pretty much a ken doll.” You glance down and he tilts his head to the side.

“Ken doll…?” He repeats quizzically.

“Yeah, like, not having a penis.” Your face flushes, looking off to the side as he leans in to you, his muzzle right next to your ear.

“If you must know, superstar. I am very well endowed.”

Your breath catches in your throat. “Oh… I um, I see.” You muster out, feeling so taken aback in the moment. You can’t even bring yourself to look at him.

“Does this change anything?” He questions you in a tone dripping with yearning. He brings his hand up to your face, placing a gentle finger underneath your chin and tilting your head up towards him. “You must tell me now, I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.”

You feel your heart skip a beat from the gentle touch, the bear you fell in love with shining through. You stare up at him now, eyes searching his own. It was clear your silence felt like eternity to him, his grip tightening on your waist to the point it almost hurt. You didn’t allow yourself to over think, finally giving him a firm nod.

“Nothing has changed. I want you.”

Freddy’s blue optics darken at your words, it appeared that was all you needed to say. He didn’t say anything else, lifting your body up with his powerful arms to push you back up against the wall.

His muzzle clashes against your lips with greed, It was cold from his alloy but you can feel every ounce of hunger from him through the gesture. Your arms fall around his neck, squeezing your eyes closed as you return the kiss with matched desire. You were already dizzy by the entire thing, feeling the air from your lungs escape you until he finally pulls away to bury his face in your neck while letting out a guttural growl.

“You smell so good my star.” Freddy rumbles, using his mouth to nip at the skin that causes small whimpers to leave your lips due to how sensitive you are. “Gods, and you sound so good too. I have been wanting you for so long.” He presses his hips firmly against your clothed sex, the feeling makes you drip with arousal.

“Freddy.” You whine out, starting to helplessly grind up against him. “M-me too. So, so long. I need you.”

“And you have me.” He murmurs possessively, one of his hands sliding down to your bottom and giving a firm squeeze. He swiftly runs his claw through the buttons of your shirt, popping each one off the material to expose your bare chest.

He leans back to look down at you, a low groan leaving him just from the mere sight of you. “Pretty girl.” Freddy rolls his hips up against yours, squeezing his eyes tight from the feeling it provided.

You take his clear sensitivity to your advantage, rubbing into him hard and fast as moans tumble out past your mouth. “Oh my sweet star.” He groans, keeping you held up with one hand as the other goes in between your legs to press the palm of his hand up against your sex.

You squirm in place as the feelings of pleasure crash down onto you, everything is going so fast and you wouldn’t have it any other way. He pushes up into your wet heat with a low growl, peering down at you with predatory optics.

“I am going to make you mine.” He snarls, bearing his teeth before ripping the front of your leggings and underwear with his claws in one go. You would yell at him for ruining your clothes if it wasn’t for his large knuckle pressing down onto your clit. You let out a sharp gasp as he moves against your engorged nub before plunging a finger deep inside of you with no warning.

Your head hits hard against the wall behind you, his finger was so big, even just that filled you up. He wiggled it back and forth, letting out a small grunt. “You are soaking wet superstar, no wonder your scent affects me so heavily.” He marvels in a gruff tone, beginning to slip his finger in and out of you at a brisk pace.

“Oh, oh fuck Freddy. God, please.” Your mouth was agape, panting out while you flutter around the intrusion, your mind was already going blank and it only gets worse when he shoves a second finger into your hole.

He leans down to bite at the neck as if he was claiming his prize, making you buck up against him as he sets a brutal pace. He pushes you harder up against the wall and you swear you see stars.

“I can’t hold back anymore superstar. I must take you now.” He warns in a low tone.

Your nails dig into the paint of his metal, feeling your thighs tremble from his words. “Take me, please take me.” You babble, scratching at his surface with eyes full of carnal desire. “I need it so badly.”

As soon as you give him full consent he pulls his fingers out, keeping you in place against the wall while he shuffles a little away from you. Your eyes trail down to his pelvic plate with bated breath, feeling eager to see what was underneath. You watch as it slides open and the large, girthy shaft emerges makes you audibly gasp. Never have you seen something such as this, it didn’t even look human, covered in soft silicone skin that looked ever so tantalizing.

“I cannot guarantee you this will not be a bit painful.” His words rumble out of him in a deep guttural pitch.

“I can handle a little pain.” You murmur out, goggling at the exotic cock right in front of you, noticing the knot at the base that makes your heart sink.

“I know you can, my superstar.” Freddy grabs the base, pumping it before lining it up to your dripping hole, he lets out a low groan as he pushes the engorged head inside of you. “My gods.” He squeezed his eyes closed once again, it was clear he was trying his best to take it slow for you as he pushed into you.

Your back arches as the large shaft stretches you out thoroughly, letting out a strangled cry from the burning sensation deep inside of you. “Oh- oh my god, you’re so fucking big.” You look down, the sight of his cock making its way inside of you made you feel like you were going to faint.

“Bear with it.” He grunts, leaning in till your foreheads touch. “You can do it, you can take it.” The hand once on his member went down to your clit, rubbing at it in an attempt to outweigh the pain with pleasure.

You let out whimpers, getting completely lost in the moment. You buck your hips, causing his cock to push in even deeper and making you both let out a gasp. He was all the way inside you now, his pronounced head pushing up against your cervix almost painfully.

Your legs kick up into the air instinctively as he continues to stimulate your sensitive nub, clenching tight around him and making him let out a long sigh of pleasure.

“Y-you can go. Please go, give me your all.” You don’t even recognize yourself as you speak, finally realizing you needed this just as much as he did.

Freddy doesn’t say a word, grabbing onto your waist with a bruising grip while drawing himself out almost all the way before slamming right back into your tight heat. Your hole gives and stretches under the assault, a loud crying ripping through your throat as he begins to pump in and out of you at a barbaric speed.

You feel your body slide up against the wall only to be pulled right back down onto his cock, the intense pounding making your eyes roll to the back of your head, only able to moan out in ecstasy as his animalistic grunts mix in.

“Take it all superstar, offer yourself to me completely. Become mine.” He huffs out in this possessive tone that makes you shiver.

“I’m yours, I’m all yours!” You gasp out, trying to adjust to the cock ramming in and out of you with no remorse. “Oh, oh god, you-you’re going to make me cum!”

“Already?” He growls, letting out a deep chuckle. “Let go for me starlight, let me see you come undone.”

That’s all you needed to hear, your wet walls clamping hard around him as you get thrown into a hard climax, practically screaming as he fucks you through it. He lets out a long groan as you convulse around him, your mind going completely blank as you continue to cry out.

“Good girl.” Freddy praises through grunts, thrusting into you with unrestrained movements that are making you lose your mind. “Feel so good wrapped around me, so tight.”

He completely pulls out of you, leaving you confused before he grabs you with his rough hands and walks over to the plush red couch in his green room. He throws you on it, fisting his cock while giving you a dangerous look.

“Hands and knees.” He orders and with the tone he used it was clear there was no room for hesitation.

You scramble into position, keeping your lower half high in the air as if you were presenting to him. “Please give me more.” You whine, swaying your hips from side to side.

Freddy lets out a deep groan just from the sight of you. You feel the cushion dip as he gets into position, one knee on the couch with his other foot planted on the ground.

“Oh I’m going to give it to you alright.” He gruffs, grabbing a hold of each side of your hips before shoving himself right back into your tight hole. You don’t even get a split second to adjust, continuing that relentless pace he set before. The new angle does wonders for you, shouting out in pleasure and pain from the way he hit your cervix.

Every thrust sends your body lurching forward, his strong grip on you was the only reason you weren’t on the other side of the couch by now. You try to lift your upper half to look back at him but he places a hand on your back and shoves you right down onto the cushions.

“Stay down.” He snarls riotously, digging the claws on your hip into your skin.

You comply, clawing at the couch underneath you as you helplessly cry out. You can can't even really hear yourself, the sound of your heart hammering in your ears as you feel your walls open up for him more and more, the pleasure piling on.

“Who do you belong to, superstar?” You barely hear his question but as soon as it registers you don’t think twice.

“You! I belong to you!” You buck back against him, hungry for more. You feel yourself lost in the sensation, focused on him and how good he was making you feel. The drag of his big textured cock along your walls was driving you to the brink of insanity.

“Let me mark you superstar. I want to claim you as my own. Be mine and only mine.” His hand goes into your hair, tugging it upwards to make your back arch while savagely grunting with each thrust. He leans down, covering your body with his own as he buries his head into the crook of your neck.

You were willing to do anything to please him, tears welling up in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure as you babble out. “Yes! I’ll be y-yours. Mark me!”

As soon as you give the go ahead his sharp fangs sink into the junction of your neck, making you weep out in both pain and pleasure. You feel him break skin, a small stream of warmth trickling down your neck.

After a few moments he lets go, keeping himself pressed up against your back as he humps into your twitching tunnel. “All mine, my mate.” He nuzzles into your neck and you relish in his affection. “You’re my good girl, do you have any idea how long I have waited to claim my prize?”

You can’t even muster the strength to answer him as lewd noises tumble out of your mouth, letting out a yelp as his cock hits the perfect spot. “Fuck, oh, oh yes Freddy, r-right there!”

Once again you are pushed into a hard climax, squeezing down onto his massive cock as your own juices run down your thighs. “Oh, oh my god!” He lets go of your hair and you fall down onto the cushions, weakly clawing at the fabric as you feel your energy getting zapped from you. He didn’t slow down, ruthlessly slamming into you repeatedly.

“Take it.” He speaks close to your ear, using your slick juices to pave the way for more wild, frenzied thrusts. “You are so beautiful like this.”

You writhe underneath him, not being able to keep up with the massive shaft pumping into your quivering core. Before you know it he pulls out once again to flip you onto your back, grabbing onto your legs and pushing them high into the air towards your body before slamming right back in. The new angle made you scream out in ecstasy, staring up at him with wide, tear filled eyes.

You enjoyed this position, being able to see the giant bear in full view as he violently fucks your tight cunt raw. Your face contorted in pleasure, calling out his name over and over again like a mantra. His paw goes back to your clit, only needing to give the slightest of friction before you cum again, your back arching off the couch as you go through the motions of a hard climax.

“That’s a good girl. Look at you, my sweet little prey. I’m going to breed you so good.”

Something about him saying that to you made you realize the true power he had over you, something you have never let anyone else have.

“Oh, oh fuck, please F-Freddy, please!”

Freddy grunts out savagely, his giant paw enclosing around your neck as he leans in closer, carnal lust evident in his blue eyes. “Please what superstar, what do you want?”

You feel your face flush from his question, panting out harshly as you feel his member twitch inside of you. His thrusts became more shallow, pounding in so deep you feel shock waves pulsing through your much smaller body.

“P-please, please breed me!” You feel embarrassed from your own words, wanting to look away but keeping your hazy eyes full of tears trained on his own. “I-I need it, I need you to cum inside of me.”

Your pleading appeared to only make him more aggressive, his clawed hand tightening around your neck to restrict your breathing.

“Superstar,” He struggled to get out what he needed to say in between each feral grunt that came from deep within. “You belong to me until the end of time. My mate… Mine!” He roars out the last word, shoving himself deep inside of you and pushing his knot into your hole.

You let out a soundless cry, body going limp as you feel thick ropes of his seed coating your insides. Tears slip down your cheek, enjoying the burning pain from the stretch of his knot as you rasp out breaths. “Oh, oh Freddy.” You gasp, trying your best to wrap your head around all that had just happened between the two of you.

“My sweet superstar.” He bellows, looking down at you with pure affection. His large arms wrap around your waist carefully, picking you up into a tight embrace. His hands rub up and down your shaking body, pressing his muzzle against your hair. “You did so wonderfully, took it all so well.”

You keep your head buried in his neck, panting out against metal as you feel a deep sense of comfort from his affectionate words. “F-Freddy,” You manage to murmur out despite how empty your head felt at the moment. “I love you… I love you so much.”

Freddy’s caresses pause for just a moment, making you feel as though you shouldn’t have said that to him. Just as you were about to back track he held you even tighter.

“You have no idea how long I have waited to hear you say those words to me. I love you too. If I had a heart, it is yours to possess.”

Tears well up in your eyes from his words, nuzzling into him happily. You stay there for a moment, trying your best to regain your composure but it seems almost impossible.

You finally lean back, wincing from the throbbing knot embedded inside of you. “A-are you um, are you feeling better now?” You ask shyly, looking off to the side.

Freddy lets out a deep hum, his large hand falling onto your cheek and pushing your face back up towards his. “Yes, much better. All thanks to my sweet star.” He leans down to press his mouth against your forehead. “It’ll come back eventually, but I am not worried about it now with you by my side.”

He brings you closer, tucking your head underneath his chin as he rocks back and forth to soothe you. “Are you alright? I am sorry for how rough I was with you, I truly could not hold back.”

“‘M alright.” You murmur, having a hard time stringing words and thoughts together. “It hurt a bit but… I liked it a lot.”

“I’m glad to hear it, I liked it too. Although I did imagine our first time together to be a bit… Sweeter. Yet I am still content knowing you are mine now.” He trails his hand up your shoulder and to your neck, gently pressing down onto the mark he gave you earlier. “You do understand the meaning behind this, right superstar? We are bonded now, never will I do this with another.”

You feel your face get warm, moving back to stare up at him. “Neither will I.” You give him a weak smile, placing your hand over his and letting out a shaky sigh.

He leans in, brushing his muzzle against your lips affectionately, massaging at your neck with his large fingers. “I want you more than any physical pleasure could ever give me… Looks like I’ll have to properly court you now.”

You let out a breathless laugh, looking down at where you are locked together. “I think it’s a little too late for that.”

“Perhaps… But I promise you next time will be a lot more gentle, alright?”

“Gentle or not, I don’t care. I’m just g-glad we have this now. Although it’s hard to believe me of all the people in the world made you feel this way. I’m honored honestly, but I also felt a little bad… You seemed so distressed earlier.”

“There is no need to feel bad my star.” He says affectionately, tucking a strand of wayward hair behind your ear before continuing. “You eased my pain in a way no one else could. It is you who made everything worthwhile.” His voice tapers off into a muffled sigh, glancing away from you with a worried look.

“I’m sorry… If I scared you earlier. I was just so confused, and angry. It was so much more manageable at the start but when you were the only thing on my mind, it was frustrating.”

Now it was your turn to grab his face to have him look back at you. “To tell you the truth, it was a little scary. But it was also pretty hot.” Freddy’s eyes widen from your confession and you let out a laugh. “You’re always so sweet and caring, I never pegged you to be a dominant kinda bear in this way.”

“I have plenty of tricks up my sleeves.” He chuckles deeply, leaning in to pepper kisses along your face. “If I had sleeves of course.” Freddy nuzzles into your hair and you soak up his affection like a cat bathing in the sun. “Now… How sore are you?” He uses his hand to tilt your chin up for your eyes to meet.

You get lost in the glowing blue optics, your walls twitching around the shaft stuffed deep inside of you. “Pretty sore, I can feel some bruises forming and I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk straight but other than that I am very satisfied. I think this will be all that I’m thinking about over the weekend.”

Freddy huffs out a small laugh. “Oh trust me superstar, we will have plenty of more times like this to think about. Soon all you’ll be able to think of is me using this sweet little body of yours.” You let out a squeak from his words, hiding your face in your hands as your cheeks become a bright red. “Awe, I’m sorry, did I make you shy?”

“W-what do you think?” You murmur out into your hands, peeking up at him through your fingers to see the amused look on his face. You feel even more embarrassed, why did he have to be so suave?! You shift in place, letting out a small gasp from the feeling of him still deep inside of you.

“Um… How long do you think this is going to last?” You ask, gesturing towards where the two of you are connected.

“That is a very good question, superstar. I sadly do not know, this is the first time I’ve ever done this with someone.” His eyes lock down to the area, one of his hands running up your thigh. “Although you do look quite beautiful like this, perhaps I should make you stay here forever?”

You let out a giggle, rolling your eyes. “That will get both you and me into some pretty big trouble. But… It does feel really good i-inside of me.” You confess.

“Does it now? Because I swear I am in heaven.” He lets out a low hum, his finger dragging over your hip bone and causing you to shudder. He falls silent for a moment, playing with the hem of the shirt he ripped open. “Your poor clothes, I apologize, I promise once we are free I will find you a fresh pair to change into.”

You shrug your shoulders, looking down at yourself. You looked like a mess yet you didn’t mind it. “It’s alright, I’ve got plenty of these shirts and plenty of leggings. The only thing I want right now is you.”

“Then you shall have me my sweet star, till the end of time.” He leans in, pressing a sweet kiss against your lips that makes you melt. “We’ll get you something proper to eat and drink after this too, you have zapped a lot of your energy.”

All you can do is stare up at him with pure admiration, he was so caring, you can’t help but feel like he was made for you and no one else. You begin to feel a little emotional, tears building up and threatening to spill. He notices this quickly, a look of concern in his eyes but you are quick to express your feelings, wrapping your arms around his thick neck.

“Freddy, I love you, I really do.”

Freddy’s eyes soften, pressing his muzzle up against your forehead as his arms wrap around your waist.

“Oh my sweet star… I truly don’t think I could ever get used to hearing you say such a thing to me. I love you too, more than I could ever express.”

Those three words held such a deep meaning, you agreed with him, you will never get used to this. Just look at you, a human girl now officially in a relationship with a giant animatronic bear. You have so many questions about this whole situation, so much to explore with him, but you can do that later.

“You know…” You begin, letting out a brief chuckle. “This is quite the scandal you got yourself into Mr. Fazbear. We have to be careful, okay? We can’t let anyone find out.”

Freddy nods his head, moving his hand to lightly trace your cheek. “You are right, we will have to be discreet and take many precautions. I am willing to do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

“To keep me safe?” You let out a small laugh, shaking your head. He was so selfless, such a sweet bear. “Don’t forget about yourself. The worst thing for me is going to jail, but I’d stay there a lifetime if that means you can continue on. Just please remember the risk, okay?”

“I am willing to take this risk if it means I can stay by your side.” His claw traces over the curves of your lips, his eyes fixated on them with a fascinated look. “My beautiful girl… I will hold onto every moment of this night.”

He leans in to press his cold muzzle up against your warm lips. A shiver runs down your spine, letting out a happy, tired sigh through the kiss. Once you pull apart he lays his forehead on yours, a hand running up and down your back soothingly.

“As long as we are together, nothing can truly hurt us.” Freddy's voice is confident like everything else about him.

You were more sure than ever going into this. The direction of where this relationship was heading only filled you with a sense of excitement, you still can’t tell whether this is a dream or not. You lean into him, letting your eyes fall closed as you feel completely relaxed for the first time in a long while.

You were his and he was yours, you wouldn't have it any other way.

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[foreingersgod]

need need need something about Caitlin being obsessed with her girlfriend and talking about her non stop in interviews, insta ect

Obsessed . CC

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis: caitlin always finds a way to talk about you

A/N: NOT PROOF READ

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1. interviews

it was the end of an amazing game, not just for iowa, but especially for caitlin. she hadn’t played a game that well in her entire career, scoring more than her average and making shots from deeper than ever before. she had everyone on their feet the entire night cheering for her as she completely annihilated the other team.

you were there to watch her, as you were every other game. watching caitlin play had to be one of your favorite, most rewarding things to watch as a girlfriend. she’s worked for hard for long and she was finally getting the recognition she deserves.

after the post-game excitement had worn off, the team prepared for the following interviews. typically, you didn’t stick around for them, opting to head home and wait for caitlin so you could congratulate her in your own special way. but with such an amazing game for caitlin, you decided to stick around and watch.

it was like she was a natural, surrounded by all the microphones and flashing cameras. she looked proud and confident, ready for any and all questions. they asked her the usual questions and she answered assertively. but one particular question caught your attention.

“the effort you’ve put into basketball has been apparent throughout your career, but your fans want to know more. who do you credit for keeping you so motivated and successful off the court?”

she bit back a smile, lip tugged between her teeth as she listened to the interviewer. caitlin looked out into the sea of people, eyes finding yours somewhere in the back before answering.

“yea, no there’s a lot of people i could think of that have been absolutely incredible,” she said “you know obviously my parents and bothers, my teammates and friends. they’ve all been really supportive of me. but i do also want to credit my girlfriend, YN. i mean she’s been there for me day after day, she’s really the reason i’m able to keep going and i definitely wouldn’t be where i’m at now if it weren’t for her. so yea, i have a truly amazing support group behind me, it’s wild.”

you couldn’t help but blush hearing her mention your name up there. she was so sweet and so modest when it came to things like this and she always made sure you knew how much she really needed you.

after the interview, she came up to you, sweaty and exhausted. a big goofy grin still glued to her face as she gravitated into you.

“i love you so much” she said to you “i meant what i said in there, i really don’t know what i’d do without you”

you pulled her into you tighter, so close you could feel her pulse as your lips met the back of her ear.

“i love you more”

2. social media

caitlin posted you on a regular basis at this point (and you posted her just as much). she was so whipped, always posting photos of you to her instagram to show you off.

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3. around your friends

she honestly didn’t even know she did it because if she did, it would be way worse. the amount of times you got brought up in conversation was starting to get a bit ridiculous. yours and caitlin’s friends love the both of you, thought you were perfect for each other, but if they had to hear ‘YN said’ or ‘you know what happened with YN the other day?’ one. more. time. they were gonna lose it.

caitlin just loved talking about you. she spent every waking moment with you anyways so it was especially hard to not bring up in some sort of way. she really couldn’t care if her friends got sick of it or not.

“hey caitlin” kate asked as the team sat around the living room of your apartment. caitlin had invited the girls over to chill for the night, catch up without the weight of basketball hanging over their shoulders “i had meant to ask how that new restaurant downtown was?”

“oh man it was awesome” she responded “if you get the chance, definitely go. the food was incredible, you know me and YN actually wen-”

“caitlin i love you, but i swear to god please spare us from whatever mushy gushy relationship stuff you’re about to tell us” hannah chimed in from the seat next to caitlin. the girls laughed, glad she spoke up before caitlin began rambling about you again.

“whatever, you guys are just jealous” she rolled her eyes, playfully shoving hannah’s shoulder.

she didn’t mind how the team grew tired of her rambling, she probably would be too if she were them. but you were the soul thing that occupied her mind and she wouldn’t give that up for anything.

#caitlin clark #caitlin clark x reader #caitlin clark oneshot #cc x reader #wcbb #wcbb x reader #iowa wbb

[shadowdaddies]

A Deeper Intimacy

Ruhn Danaan x Reader

Summary: just pure fluff taking care of drunk Ruhn

warnings: suggestiveness, non-sexual nudity, mentions of drinking

The sound of the door lock clicking drew your attention from your book as you turned to see the handle turn, a familiar face peeking through the door. Violet eyes twinkled above a lopsided grin, Ruhn sighing as he leaned against the door behind him, sliding the lock shut.

His gaze found yours, grin turning to a full, bright smile as he stumbled towards where you lay on the couch, watching him with amusement. “Hello, beautiful,” Ruhn murmured, clumsily flopping onto the couch as he bracketed his arms around your head, caging you in beneath him. 

Ruhn’s head ducked into your shoulder, his warm lips pressing softly against your neck. A giggle escaped you as his long black hair fell like a curtain around you, your hands finding purchase in his waves as his teeth tugged on your earlobe. “You seem like you had a good time tonight,” you hummed, a pleasant smile on your face as Ruhn continued his affections.

Hand sliding up your chest, Ruhn paused, eyes glittering with amusement. “You’re wearing my shirt,” he murmured, hand sliding over your breast through the soft fabric. A hiccup escaped him, your mate’s eyes widening slightly as he hiccuped again. 

Giggling, you pulled his hand from your chest, twining your fingers with his as you pressed a kiss to his knuckles. “Yes, I am wearing your shirt. Now how about we get you into the bath, Prince Charming?”

Ruhn sighed, his hand tugging on yours as he sat up on the sofa. “Only if you join me,” he purred, winking before a hiccup interrupted him once more. Rolling your eyes, you stood from the couch, leading your mate towards the bathroom, leaning down to turn the tap, warm water pouring into the tub.

“Come on, love,” you murmured, tugging on Ruhn’s shirt as you urged him to raise his arms. “You get in the bath, and I’m going to grab you a water and some toast,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek before turning to leave.

His hand caught around your wrist, whirling you back towards him as tattooed arms wrapped around you. A hand threaded through your hair, angling your head back as Ruhn pulled you in for a deep kiss, the sweet taste of whiskey on his tongue. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he breathed against your lips, arms slowly loosening their grip on your frame.

“I love you, Ruhn. I’ll be right back,” you promised, lingering in his warm hold for only a moment before heading towards the kitchen. 

Returning with a glass of water and toast in hand, you smiled at the sight of Ruhn, muscular arms draped over the sides of the bathtub, head leaned back with eyes closed in contentment. Padding quietly to the edge of the bath, you set down the plate, reaching to gently rub Ruhn’s arm. 

“Hey,” you whispered, grinning at the sleepy eyes that peeked open in your direction. “Drink some of this,” you murmured, passing the water to your mate. 

Ruhn’s fingers brushed yours when he took the glass from your hand, his throat working as he took a long sip of the water. “I thought you promised to join me?” he purred, tongue flicking out over his lip ring as he flashed you a feline grin.

“Mm, I believe so,” you replied, pulling Ruhn’s shirt over your head and slipped off your shorts. A low rumble sounded from his chest, violet-blue eyes tracking you with interest as you settled into his lap, the warm bath water soothing on your muscles.

Ruhn’s arms settled around your waist, fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin as you relaxed against him. “What are you thinking about, love?” you murmured, your own hands idly running up and down his arms as you admired his tattoos, his comforting touch.

Ruhn paused his movements, quiet for a moment before he pulled your back closer to his chest, one hand wrapped around your waist, the other brushing your damp hair from your neck as he leaned to press soft kisses down your shoulder. “Tell me how you fell in love with me,” he whispered, a near-pleading tone as your mate buried his face in the crook of your neck.

Silver lined your eyes as you recalled the first moment you met Ruhn, the way the room around you disappeared, an invisible force pulling you towards the beautiful male. He had your heart before you knew his name, and you sent a silent thanks to Urd for blessing you with such a mate.

You turned to look at Ruhn, facing him in his lap as you brushed dark hair from his face while you recounted the story for him. You hadn’t known such tenderness, such depth of intimacy before this, instinctively leaning against Ruhn’s chest, your mate pulling you into him as the two of you sat like that for a long while.

“C’mon, love,” Ruhn murmured after some time, never putting you down as he stepped from the tub, the both of you drying off before tucking into bed, sweet nothings and whispers of “I love you” exchanged with nearly every breath as you fell asleep in each others’ arms.

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[kitybur]

𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐲 | 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐲

⌦ in which you take care of a drunk quackity after his birthday stream.

— warnings: swearing, fluff / gn!reader / use of real name

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quackity had just ended his birthday stream. and boy did he have a blast. ever since he started his stream, yelling, cursing and singing could be heard from his stream room. if someone was in his house and hadn’t known he streamed, they would be confused out of their minds.

he walked out of the room, makeup coating his tan face as he leaned against the door - eyes closed. y/n had noticed him from the corner of their eye, swiftly getting off the couch and making their way over to their boyfriend. once they reached him, quackity was quick to wrap his arms around y/n’s waist and pull them close.

y/n let out a small ‘oof’ from the unexpected motion, but soon smiled against quackity’s shoulder. “good stream?” they say, just above a whisper.

“mhm” he muffled back. y/n stepped out of quackity’s hold, much to his dismay, and held his hand. they led him to the bathroom and motioned for him to sit on the ledge of the tub. he did just that, eyes still slightly closed and a dopey smile on as he watched his partner run a facecloth under the tap.

when the cloth was wet enough, y/n walked back to their boyfriend, standing between his legs as they began to wipe off the makeup.

“you’re cute, y’know that?” quackity mumbled. his sentence almost unrecognizable if you weren’t listening properly.

y/n grinned. “what was that, mumbles?” quackity softly scoffed and wrapped his hands around y/n’s thighs, just under their ass. giving it a small squeeze as they continued their work.

once all the make up was off, y/n took quackity into their shared bedroom. quackity sat down on the edge of the bed as y/n started to help him with his clothes. they took off his jeans - with his consent of course - and got him into shorts, much more comfortable then sleeping in his jeans.

“you’re supposed to take me out to dinner before you strip me.” he cockily told his partner, who slightly blushed in response.

“okay, alex, let’s get you into bed you dumbass.” they shook their head and managed to get quackity to his spot on the bed and under the covers. y/n laid down beside him, his arms finding home at their waist and pulling the close. his head rested on their chest.

“thank you,” he paused for a moment. “for taking care of me.”

y/n heart could’ve swelled from the cuteness of quackity’s small, humbled voice in that moment. the usually loud and cheerful quackity was now quiet and soft. and just for them.

“of course, my love.” they said back, equally as quiet. the room had fallen in silence as the two adults started to shift into a peaceful slumber, pulling each other closer subconsciously. quackity was the first one to reach his dreams as he was most definitely played out from the alcohol and streaming.

“you’re so soft when you’re drunk, quackity. i think i’ll start calling you drunkity.” y/n mumbled mostly to themselves as sleep overtook their headspace.

and the two slept like babies well into the hours of the night.

like one wasn’t just drinking his ass off.

#dsmp #mcyt imagine #quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackity imagines #quackity x reader #quackity #dsmp x y/n #dsmp x you #dsmp x reader #cc x reader #fanfic

[younmexreaders]

~~ Kuro x Reader 18+~~

An Odd Request and a Dutiful Butler

Kuro is your butler and he is happy to help you with some of your needs. All you have to do is ask.

Fem, Shy reader/Butler!Kuro | 2.4k words

Includes:

loss of virginity

fingering

oral

creampie

You couldn't sleep at all. You hadn't had this issue before, but this night you were having a problem and you weren't sure how to take care of it.

Your libido was keeping you awake. You wanted to rub up on everything and you've masturbated a couple times in an effort to make it stop, but it wasn't enough. You only had your fingers. They weren't satisfying you. You didn't have a partner you could call up or a toy to take care of that itch too deep for your fingers to reach. But... you did have someone you trusted. Taking the candle from your bedside table and lighting it, you tip toed out of your room and down the hall. He had to be asleep. It was late, moonlight filtering through the windows in the halls and reminding you that you should be in bed. The heat in your core was nagging. You wished you could stop it yourself.

There was candlelight ahead that gave you some hope. Hastening your step, you stepped into the den and found Kuro sitting by candlelight and drinking tea. He lifted his head as you approached, his piercing gaze flickered behind the glint that crossed his glasses.

"My lady," he greeted you, "what are you doing wandering the halls so late?"

You gripped the candle a little tighter, your other hand fidgeting with the hem of your nightgown. It was all that covered you. No robe over top, nothing underneath. It's how you preferred to sleep. And it would prove a useful decision if Kuro was willing to hear you out.

"I... I thought I heard something..." you lied, averting your gaze momentarily, "what are you doing up?"

A small smile played on Kuro's lips, his eyes flickering over you. You could feel blood gathering in your cheeks. Maybe your nightgown was a little too form revealing. You hadn't really worn it outside of your room before. He took another sip from his cup before gently setting it down.

"Oh, just enjoying the night air," he answered simply. He returned his gaze out the window, watching the stars and enjoying the night. He still wore his uniform. A pressed suit with golden adornments and buttons. It appeared that he didn't even attempt to go to bed yet. You took a seat across from him on the other side of the window, placing your candle down on the table beside you.

"I guess neither of us could sleep."

A moment of silence passed over you both. A clock ticked rather loudly nearby. Kuro could feel your eyes on him and decided to speak first.

"Is there something you wish to confide in me?"

You needed to think of your response carefully. You were afraid of saying anything too crass. Something that might put him off and leave you wanting for the rest of the night. And who knows how desperate you'd get then. You shuffled uncomfortably in your seat and looked at your feet.

"Well... I do. I have a... need. But it feels outside the realm of your tasks." You hesitated and stammered. Kuro raised a brow and leaned forward, visibly interested.

"And what is this "need"? Is it something I can help you with?" He had a knowing quirk to his lips.

"It is. I assume you could help me with it pretty easily," you slowly reached out to take his hand, "You have slender fingers... and... you are very appealing."

Kuro stared into your eyes intently before taking his hand back. He seemed to understand. He moved closer, pulling his seat towards you and bathing himself in moonlight.

"Tell me everything, my lady. Everything you need from me." He leaned closer, faintly smiling.

"Kuro..." the nervousness building in your chest makes it hard to speak. Nothing comes out quickly and you can feel the seconds pass by agonizingly slowly. You try to keep eye contact, but it's hard to in general, let alone with your inability to spit things out.

"I need your help. I need your lips on me. Your fingers inside me..."

At first, he seemed stunned by your request, but the intrigue and desire quickly overtook his expression. He held your hands and brought you closer to him.

"Of course, my lady." His voice dropped low and he pressed his lips against yours. He's so quick to accept that you wonder if he wanted this too. Before you can dwell on that, he sets you back in your seat, deepening the kiss. You fluttered your eyes closed as his hands left yours, taking the hem of your nightgown and lifting it above your lap. You were a little lightheaded from your first kiss. It took you a moment to realize that Kuro was standing over you and lifting your nightgown higher until he pulled it over your head. You were bare before him. The cold of night giving you goosebumps and stiffening your nipples. The heat returned to your cheeks and you averted your gaze.

"I'll do everything in my power to please you." Kuro vowed. He cupped your cheeks, pressing his lips to your before feathering them across your jaw yo your ear. His breath was steady and warm.

"Close your eyes... and let yourself relax." He whispered. You shuddered and nodded silently. Your eyes shut quickly. His hands traveled down your body, gracing your neck and shoulders with gentle touch before caressing your breasts. His lips followed, dusting your neck and more in kisses as he moved lower and lower. His lips ignited your skin. You tingled everywhere he traced your skin and lightly pecked.

His trailing hands brushed along your thighs. He gently urged them open. As his lips moved dangerously close to your core, the tingles grew more intense. He teased your slit with the tip of his tongue and a whimper escaped you. It was barely a touch, but it was new and you hadn't let another person touch you before. He pressed his fingers against your clit, the shudder and whine that elicited were much stronger.

"Does that feel good?" Kuro softly chuckled.

"Yes. That feels good." You affirmed, nodding.

You shouldn't be so reactive to this. You've done this part before. You've rubbed yourself raw before. But when it's someone else's fingers circling your clit and slowly slipping inside you, you realize how sensitive you can be. Or just how desperate you were for someone else's touch.

"Good. I'm just getting started," he slipped another finger inside you and hastened their pace, he flicked his tongue over your clit. You writhed in your seat and gripped the armrests. You panted and moaned. You were weary of the window and glad there was a gate surrounding the estate. His digits explore inside you. His tongue on your lips made you so hot. You could barely sit still now. His pampering felt amazing and you wanted him somehow deeper still.

"There's so much more to show you..." Kuro hummed, warm breath billowing over your wet pussy.

"P-please don't move on yet. Not yet," you said, between heavy panting, "A little more."

"As you wish, my lady."

His fingers stroked deep inside you and assaulted all of your most sensitive spots. His tongue flicked and swirled around your clit. Every motion made you burn so hot. You looked down at him as he worked you over. He was focused and determined to do his job well. You squirmed in your seat and whimpered. The pleasure building within you was about to reach it's peak. Before you could tip over the edge, though, Kuro pulled away and slid his fingers out of you. You panted and whined at the sudden end, furrowing your brow as you gave him a pleading look.

"You're doing very well for someone new to these things." Kuro hummed as he stood and adjusted his glasses with the heel of his hand.

"Well, I've masturbated before. I'm not super new to that part," you caught your breath and eyed him longingly. As you trailed your eyes along his form, you noticed that he had grown pretty excited from his task. His manhood strained against his pants and he had slightly hastened breath. His composure had cracks. You bit your lip and met his gaze.

"I think I'm ready, now." You said, smiling up at him.

Kuro removed his belt and unzipped his pants, freeing his cock from it's confines. He took your hands and led you to the table, hoisting you up onto it and positioning himself between your legs. You ensured the candles were moved so there wasn't any danger with them. He leaned in and kissed your cheek softly. The head of his cock pressed against your opening and you whimpered.

"Are you certain you're ready?" He asked.

You hesitated. The sight of him above you made your heart race, gazing down at where his piece rested against your entrance only made it worse. You took a breath to steady yourself and you nodded, placing a hand on his cheek.

"I'm ready."

Slowly, he pressed further, easing into you. You were more than wet enough to handle it, but you hadn't felt anything like this before. You tensed and clutched the edge of the table. It was a little uncomfortable at first. Your walls hugged his member tightly and it didn't deter him. He pushed until he was hilted inside you. You both groaned softly. Kuro let you get used to the feeling. He kissed your neck up to your jaw, meeting your lips.

"You're doing well, my lady." He said, caressing you and carefully pulling back. He thrust into you, enjoying the sensation of being inside you. He was mostly quiet. Simply panting. You couldn't make yourself so quiet if you tried. You were moaning and whining with each probing stroke of his cock. You were almost reluctant to look at him. You assumed the worst, thinking you looked awful or that you were being too noisy. You were embarrassed more than anything. It felt silly, you knew it was just your nerves, but you just didn't want to look. You tried to hide your burning face behind your hands, attempting to stifle your sounds.

Kuro graced his fingers over one of your hands. He entwined his fingers with yours and pulled your hand away from your face. Just one. He laid your hand down beside your head and held it. Soft grunting escaped him as he hastened the pace just slightly.

"You're beautiful. You needn't hide your face from me." He reassured you. You kept your eyes shut, leaving your other hand over your face, gripping your hair a little. You gasp with each thrust. You wished he would make a sound, but beyond panting he was so quiet. Was he enjoying himself at all? You knit your brows.

Kuro picked up the pace, bracing himself against the table with his free hand so he didn't hurt your arm. He thrust deeper and faster. You held onto his shoulder instead of tearing at your hair. You cracked an eye open to look up at him. The sight was amazing. Seeing him in his suit while you were bare beneath him, his composure cracking more, his focus solely on you. Your moan came out more desperate than usual after that. Kuro shivered at that sound.

"You're so responsive," he panted, "and you feel so good." He wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you to a seated position, pulling you close against him as he rolled his hips faster. He struggled to keep himself quiet. With his face past yours, your breasts pressed tightly to his chest, you were finally given his audible pleasure. They were soft, but he was moaning and it was music to your ears. You both clung to each other, the table creaking beneath you with every motion. He was so deep inside you, scratching the itch that had nagged you all night. As much as you wanted this to go on, you were about to reach your end. You kissed him desperately and he returned it with equal fervor.

You wrapped around him, arms and legs hugging him close. You shuddered and twitched as your climax crashed through you, pulling away for air and hungrily going in for more. He gives a low groan. Your pussy gripped his cock and he couldn't take it. Nor did he have the space to pull out. He came with a few final bucks, stopping and holding you as he caught his breath. You needed some time to gather yourself as well.

"How do you feel, my lady?" Kuro set you down and pulled out, "was that what you needed?"

"It was. And I feel good." You nodded and looked up at him shyly. He adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat, smoothing his hair down and tucking himself away.You grabbed your nightgown and pulled it over yourself. You felt really messy, but you weren't expecting him to deal with that. He already helped you enough.

Kuro blew out the candles. He picked you up in a bridal carry, taking you down the halls by only the light of the moon. You made a small noise of protest.

"You don't have to take me to bed, Kuro. It's alright." You insisted.

"You need to clean up before you go back to bed," he said, glancing down at you, "I'll draw you a bath, my lady."

You were willing to do that yourself, you wondered why he was insistent on taking you there and doing it for you. You shrugged and rested your head against his shoulder. He brought you to your room and set you on your bed, ensuring that your nightgown was under you so nothing more got too messy.

Kuro pecked your forehead before heading to the bathroom to make your bath. You watched him leave and folded your hands in your lap. You wondered how this would affect you both. You wouldn't mind the small affections that might come from this. You wouldn't mind doing this with him again either. Looking down at the floor, you lightly kicked your feet and smiled. Whatever might happen, you were sure you'd like it.

#younme #x reader #one piece x reader #kuro x reader #one piece #kuro one piece #cc x reader #smut #one piece smut #female reader #reader insert

[luzxii]

spooky month characters walk in on y/n who selfharms

characters: kevin, radford, streber, rick

content warnings: self harm, blades, mentions of suicidal thoughts

notes: these headcanons are not intended to romanticize or make light of a serious issue, the goal of this writing is to discourage said actions and encourage those whom are dealing with these things to get help. if you or a loved one is dealing with the things mentioned in text, please reach out to someone you trust. you are loved.

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You’ve been working at the Candy store for a while now, you were just having a really bad day.

Kevin creaked open the back door of the candy store, clearly exhausted; asking for some help cleaning up the store before his shift ended.

He stopped in his tracks once he got a good look at you, realizing you were bleeding out.

“ … Y/N?! what are you doING- I– “

 He could barely comprehend what was happening at first. He stood there in shock for a moment, completely frozen in place seeing you like that.

Once he took it in, He panicked. Kevin would stumble up to you and grab you by the hands; trying to stop you from causing any more harm to yourself. He didn’t at all realize that you were feeling like this, a part of him couldn’t help but feel like it was his fault for not being considerate. He couldn’t help but feel anger, not at you but at whatever was making you feel so horrible.

“ shitshitshitshIT.. “

He’d cuss under his breath, trying to keep any blood from getting on him. It clearly hurt him a lot to see you doing this to yourself, just holding your hands; even shaking a little.

He’d just question why, why did you do this to yourself? He understood to a degree however, he himself has had self destructive thoughts even if he never acted on them; especially to the degree of self harm. He was painfully unlucky, especially with Skid and Pump. But he just wished he could’ve stopped this before it started happening.

Kevin stayed for extra time to clean up the blood stains on the floor as well as your arms.

From then onward he said his sarcastic remarks and offhand comments less around you; wanting to be more respectful and considerate now that he knew what you were dealing with.

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radford

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“ I’m ready for the movie! I’ve got some popcorn and everything. “

He barged into your room holding a bag of freshly popped popcorn, a grin on his face; excited for the movie you planned to watch together at your house. The harsh realization of what he walked in on was enough for him to drop the popcorn all over the floor; his grin wiped from his face entirely.

“ …Dude… “

He went really quiet, He seemed heartbroken. He sat right next to you, you tried to cover your arms, but Radford already saw everything.

He took off his glasses, he could see without them; yet his vision was blurry with further objects. He looked at your arm, a big frown on his face. He tried to reach out to it but backed his hand away, not wanting to risk agitating your wounds.

“ How long have you been doing this? Have you told anyone? “

He seemed genuinely concerned, asking question after question to make sure he could help you the best he could. He just had no idea what to do. He wanted you to be happy.. You aren’t his first friend who's self harmed, but he never saw it firsthand and never really prepared to. He just stood by your side and made sure you were safe.

“ You can .. talk to me, y’know? You’re safe here.. “

He’d stick by his friends' sides for anything. He’s helped Kevin and Rick through a lot of things, and he was fully prepared to try his best to help you.

He treated you around the same as before afterwards, yet took your mental health into account and kept it in mind in your interactions.

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Streber let out a huge gasp at first, springing to you and holding you close, absolutely distraught to see you in so much pain. He didn’t realize it was self harm at first, just seeing you in distress was enough to bring him to this point.

“ Y/N, ARE YOU OKAY!? I’M SO SORRY I WASN’T HERE SOONER! OHMYGOD– “

He trailed off when he noticed the blade you were holding, gazing from it then to you. 

“ Wait. Are you.. You’re hurting yourself, aren’t you?  “

“ I’m sorry, Streber..”

His entire dramatic persona dropped for a second. He was naturally an exaggerated person, but certain topics brought him back down to earth for a moment.

The next thing you knew, Streber began to cry. He was a very emotionally driven, and finding out you were hurting yourself? That definitely was enough to cause him to break. It just made him so distraught to imagine you doing that, he couldn’t handle it anymore.

He yanked you into a hug, weeping into your shoulder. You tried not to stain his shirt with your blood, Streber didn’t seem to care. He loved you, he could put up with a little blood. He wished he could take all of those awful thoughts away from you, he’d take them on himself if it meant he could rid you of them.

From then on he always tried to check up on how you were doing more often,  wanting to make sure you were safe and taking care of yourself.

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You were silently crying in your apartment room, only to hear your door slowly crack open; to be met with your current roommate Rick.

I headcanon that Rick himself has had a history with suicidal thoughts and self harm, so if anyone can relate to how your feeling; its him.

He wouldn’t say a word, just observing you at first; keeping his blank facial expression with no sign of any emotion. However deep down he just took this situation very seriously, he didn’t want to alarm you or make things worse with excess reaction.

You watched him right back, trying to catch your breath; yet you didn’t feel it was any use hiding yourself near him.

He took the knife from you, stoic as before. Then leaving the room, returning soon after with some plaster bandages and other medical supplies; having put on gloves to avoid contaminating the wounded area.

Rick patiently cleaned your injuries then wrapped the bandaging around them, taking time with every swerve to not risk hurting you any further.

He placed a hand on your back in case you needed extra support once he completed, just staying present near you.

Rick didn’t think he was good at consoling people, but he knew it was unsafe to leave you alone like that for very long.

“ I get how you feel. “

You were still sniffling and he could see it, he’d rub your back up and down and pulled you a little closer.

From that day onward, Rick was able to understand you a little more. He wasn’t one to do or say very much but he tried to show his support in you improving; he knows for a fact that self harm isn’t worth it and that you deserve to get better, even if it's rare for him to say that out loud through his usual pessimism.

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[rowaelinsdaughter]

Do you think you can write Lidia x reader and add some tension and angst (but happy ending)

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

a/n;; i liked the idea and i had it since i first read your ask and i tried to make it angst angst angst and happy ending and i think ive done a good work because i like how it turned out. thank u for the ask. love uuuuuu

WARNINGS;; drugs, hurt, angst, s3xual ass-ult mention, reader "cheats" one lidia (not true, people are assholes)

a buzz woke her up.

her phone was ringing. no ringing, buzzing. 

she blinked slowly, the sun illuminating every corner of their room. 

no. no their room. 

she was in a stranger's room. and she was naked.

a male was on the other side of the bed, sleeping and snoring loudly, not caring who was at his side. her head hurt, and the last thing she knew was that she was at a club with bryce, ruhn and hunt having some fun. what has she done? and the most important thing… what was she going to say to her mate? her entire body hurt, and she had some marks on her body.

she looked for her clothes and when she was dressed she made her way to their house. anxiety crept through her body, she was an awful person. she opened the door and made her way to the living room and found lidia watching the street through the window. 

“hi ba-” she sniffed. her scent was mixed with alcohol and the male's scent. she was going to throw up. 

“what have you done?”

“i… i don't know”

“you don't know? you scent is mixed with another male.” lidia’s voice was filled with hurt. betrayal. anger. 

“babe, please, listen to me, i dont know what happened”

“no, i think you know perfectly what happened, but you won't tell me. and i want you to tell me the truth… have you slept with another person?”

she breathed in and out twice. that’s it. that was the end. “i did it”

lidia started to cry. 

“how could you? how could you do that to me?” she said loudly

“babe please, let me explain-”

“no. i dont want to hear nothing from you right now” lidia went to their room, slamming the door behind her. 

she fell to her knees.

4 days after the event, she felt sick. mentally and physically.

she knew lidia ate because when she went to the kitchen the dishes were clean. lidia didn’t look at her or talk to her, she acted as if she was alone. she deserved it, after all, she was the one who cheated on her. 

she was in the kitchen trying to eat something, but she couldn't eat. she had been throwing up for 3 days straight, the dizziness from the alcohol was gone hours after the argument and her bones hurt like hell. 

she took the pan and some meat for lunch. she knew lidia had already eaten, so she tried to make something. and she felt it then.

her vision started to blur, her balance was off and her heartbeat was slow, her breathing also slow. 

she fell to the ground. glass shattering around her and the last thing she heard… was lidia screaming her name. 

she was at the hospital. 

she didn’t need to open her eyes to know it, the smell of medicine and the sound of the machine she was attached to was enough, but there was something on her bed. a weight crushing her arm. maybe bryce was here or ruhn but the scent was familiar, she knew the scent. it was mixed with hers, wrapped around her like a second skin, a warm coat for her heart.

lidia.

her eyes were heavy, but she managed to open them. how many days has she spent there? or hours. lidia was sleeping on her arm, her hand wrapped around hers. as if sensing her, lidia awoke, dark bags under her eyes, hair messy and face a little pale. 

“how are you? are you ok? you need anything?” lidia rumbled. 

“no… what happened”

she swallowed “you passed out in the kitchen, your heartbeat was fading, i called and they brought you here, they made you some tests and…” a tear fell from her eyes “apparently they gave you a drug mixed with the alcohol and they found evidence of…” a sob broke through her and she cried more “im sorry babe”

“lidia, don't please. you dont have to apologize. it wasn't your fault”

“yes it was. i should have listened to you and i should have seen that you were sick”

“come here” she moved aside so lidia could lay down beside her. lidia laid her head on her chest and she stroked her hair. a little while passed and lidia was relaxed, she thought she was sleeping but lidia took her face with her hands and kissed her lovely, passionately. 

she moved away from lidia, but not too far. she didn't want to be far from her again. 

“i love you lidia” she smiled “i know, i love you too” 

they kissed again and the world fade out around them.

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[thelocalbozo]

Mixtape Jacket x Reader

You are selective mute and Jacket gives you a matching tape recorder I really just made this for myself Also- @crispy-bonnie

Walking around the full safe house after being triggered into a mute state you decide to go down to the basement, figuring Jacket should be in his hang out. You stand in the doorway watching Jacket at his table with his back turned to you, you knock on the frame of the door, he turns quickly to look at you with both hands behind his back, blush settling lightly on his cheeks. You tilt your head slightly, walking in trying to look around him he moves in time with you, you sign 'What's that?'

You grab around his back. He huffs a bit, shaking his head somewhat he looks at you in your nonverbal state and decides that this would probably be the best time to give you this little present, he takes his hand away from his back holding a smallish box in his hand, holding out to you, nodding at it for you to take it from him. You take it from him opening the top slightly peering into the box, seeing a new tape recorder with some new tapes sitting in the box matching Jacket's tapes, looking back up at him you tilt your head a bit giving him a confused look. He grabs a notepad and pencil realizing he doesn't have a custom tape to explain what it's for, he scribbles something on the paper.

‘For when you are non verbal like me :)’ Is what it said, he smiles softly, carefully you take it out of the box inspecting the recorder then looked back into the box with what you assumed to be custom tapes, specially made for you. You smile at him softly, placing the box on the table next to you, going in for a hug, gently you wrapped your arms around his middle, nuzzling into the crook of his neck as he wrapped his arms around your neck, you pull back after a few sweet minutes and kiss him lightly before pulling away completely and take the contents of the box into your hands slipping one of the tapes into the recorder, clicking the play button.

"Hello" A masculine voice rasped out of the small cassette a stark contrast to Jacket's normal tapes, more resembling the microsoft tapes he had made a while ago. You fast forward the tape.

"How's the weather?" The cassette tone becomes distorted a bit at the end. You silently giggle a small bit at the distortion, he smiles mildly. You continue to click through the phrases and change out the tapes to hear the other ones as well, he tenetly watches you with trained eyes, watching you giggle at some of the wordage, that's when he gets a brilliant idea, getting your attention, he writes on the notepad again.

'Let's annoy the russian idiot across from us with the recorders'>:) He looks up at you mischievously smirking holding up his own tape, you nodded quickly before leaving the room together almost running into the makeshift hockey rink pressing all the buttons you could when running at Sokol, who, to his misfortune was just trying to practice before being bombarded by the two of you, you and Jacket kept saying hello over and over and over again, agitating the poor Russian. He put up with this for a few minutes cleaning up discarded pucks before picking up his hockey stick waving it at the both of you shooing you away from the rink, you both run out giggling, running back to Jacket's hang out, both jumping onto the small couch. Both of you smiled at each other before cuddling up together to watch old VHS taped movies on his small TV falling asleep together holding your new cassette player.

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Painted Pain

MINORS DNI (18+)

Pairing: Jack Daniels x Ftm!Reader. Warning: Graphic Violence, Murder, Blood, Slight gore, Smut, Unprotected Piv, unprotected sex, Oral, creampie, praise kink, Mentions of Top surgury scars, Female Parts Word count: 4.2k Summary: After separating and losing control of the comms, Jack finds you unconscious and beaten and royally fucks up your abuser. Later on taking care of you in your healing process, and after confessing, shows you just how much he appreciates you.

Footsteps echoed through the corridor as Jack ran, Panting, and worry filling his mind. He knew splitting up was a bad idea. And after hearing your voice and comms cut out, followed with a pained scream, he knew you were in trouble. Alas that was half an hour ago, and he had cut the mission short as you were his top priority.

Jack whispered into the communicator on his ear, hearing static. Since entering the building, all sources were cut off. He couldn't contact you or Ginger Ale. He was all alone, Panicking as he worried about what was going on with you, and the guys that took you. Jack haulted around a corner, picking up rushed footsteps from down a connected hall. Quickly pulling out his Pistol, Jack whipped around the corner and shot the guards in their heads, not wanting to waste a second.

He yelled your codename, looking through various rooms and to no avail, had found any sign of you or the people that took you. And that worried him to the very core. You two had been co-workers and friends for nearly three years now. And he was not going to lose you like he lost another. He was fond of you, everyone knew it. "Ginge please.. Fuck, pick up!" he yelled, kicking a door down to see nothing but empty space. The burning rage he felt was growing, he wasn't going to take mercy on whoever took you. Especially if they laid a single finger on your body.

Jack stepped into the hallway, panting as he tipped his hat back. Scanning the doors of the hall, his eyes focused on one. A big metal door, Locked with various security measures. Although left Un-guarded. Surely this is where they were keeping you. And he ran as fast as he could there. Without a care, taking out his whip. Clicking the button that made his beauty light up electric, and used it to break the locks and pry the door open. Letting out a breath as he retracted his whip, setting it on his belt. He maneuvered through the door and quietly snook down the steps that it lead to, a cemented basement where he could hear people talking. Laughing. And sounds of skin being slapped and abused. Jacks heart pounded, leaping off the steps and taking his guns out, shooting the two bodyguards before they could react. Only then did his eyes lay on you.

You poor thing, Battered and bruised. Laying on the ground with marks of abuse on your face and arms. These men really didn't have a single human thought. And nor did Jack when he saw the man who did it to you.

He let out a growl as he took out his lasso, capturing the man and yanking him against a wall before tackling the man as he hogtied them. The abusers face hitting the cement floor with a satisfying crack. Jack could feel his arms shake, throwing his weapons across the room before flipping the man over. "Tell me, whats your name" Jack demanded, voice stern and lightly broken. His victim scrunching his brows together. "Why the fuck should i tell you!?" they yelled, and Jack smacked them across the face, before grabbing their jaw and leaning in. Noses nearly touching. "Because i want to know what name to carve into the wood of the mount your head'll be on after this" he growled, raising a fist and meeting the guys nose with it.

Fist after fist, Jack straddled the man and beat in his face. The same way your abuser did to you. Jack let out grunts as he crushed the others nose, and punched in his eyes. The man underneath him screaming and yelling at him to stop. But Jack didn't have it in him. His self control vanished the moment he saw your weak and battered body on the ground. He couldn't stop himself from crushing this guys skull in, Literally. Jack only stopped when the abusers head was unidentifiable. He stopped, hands on the mans shoulder as he looked down at his work. Frustration put into a simple act of murder. But he couldn't care less.

Jack stumbled up to his feet, turning around to see your half-lidded eyes looking at him. Weak enough that your voice wouldn't work. It broke Jack to see you so weak, his heart couldn't take it. "Oh moonshine.." he muttered, falling to your side, wiping his bloody hands on his pants before cupping your cheeks. "I'll take care o' ya.. I won't let another man lay a finger on you" he reassured, scurrying over to grab his weapons before carefully putting you in his arms. He carried you up the steps, one hand with a pistol in it to shoot whoever came near.

It took time but he got you out of the building, laid you on the grass and contacted ginger. Fuck, he was tearing up seeing his precious boy all hurt. Jack sat and maneuvered you into his lap, reassuring you that you were safe. That he was there. And nobody could ever touch you like that again. His hands gently slid over your face to feel your injuries, and held against a wound that was pushing blood out of your skull. He held you close, told you it was okay.

"Jack.." you managed to croak out, weakly holding his shirt. But he shushed you, and told you to keep your energy.

It felt like hours before the jet got here, When a few agents got out with paramedics. Jack was afraid to let go of you, but did for the medics. Shushing Agent Tequila as he quickly followed after them. The jet was silent, Jack sitting in a seat, tapping his foot anxiously. The other agents had never seen him like this before, it was foreign. And he refused to speak to anyone. Not until he knew you were okay.

"He's conscious, and we've managed to stop the bleeding" a medic said, walking out as they took off their gloves. "I noticed your knuckles were beat up good, mind if i clean those up for you?" they asked, and Jack put his hands forth to let the Medic observe and clean them up. Even bandge them. "Can i see him?" he asked bluntly, looking at the medic. Who frowned "i wouldn't recommend it but.. Yes" they replied. Jack stood up and strode into the room, sitting by your side as you slipped in and out of consciousness.

Jack waited outside, leaning against the wall. The doctors had been examining and treating your wounds. But refused to let visitors in. Champ walked over and leant next to Jack, looking over at him. "Haven't seen you like this in years, Whiskey." he said, voiding the silence. Jacks eyes lingered over to his boss, then to the floor. Champagne sucked in a breath as he stood straight, facing his worker. "Whiskey your off of field work. Two months."

Jack's eyes widened, "What? You can't do that to me" he replied, standing straight with an annoyed look. Champ pursed his lips, "Yes i can. And i am. Whiskey, I'm giving you a break to look after him" he said, glancing to the room you were in. "I know he's in trouble, and he'll need you to heal. So your off work until then" he said, nodding to whiskey. "Be happy i ain't sending you back to the scene where you caved that mans head in" he retorted, Turning on his heel and leaving. Jack sighed, looking over as the door opened and a doctor came out. "We've done what we could so far" he said, crossing his arms. Jack rose a brow. "Whats the damage?"

"Four broken ribs, A fractured wrist, Broken leg and quite likely a concussion." Jack nodded with a sad frown, "When can he be discharged?" "within a week"

so that's what happened. He visisted you daily, And when you were released he took you home and took care of you. Did everything for you despite your complaints.

"Jack, I'll be okay." you reassured, watching his face contort to disbelief as you grabbed your crutches. "Moonshine i really don't mind. I want to take care of you, i do" he said, walking forward to the bed. You laughed "i can move myself to the bathroom just fine. It was nice enough of you to pour the bath" you said, and he nodded. "Alright.. Just please call me if you need help. Help with anything" he pleaded, and you gave him a nod. "I will. I promise"

after wobbling your way to the bathroom and taking ten minutes to strip, you found yourself in the nice heat of warm water that was the bath. Soothing your aching bones and stinging lightly on the bruises you had. Sitting in the water felt like heaven, but when it came to the time you actually had to wash your hair.. You couldn't. Your wrist was in a cast and it was difficult to do one-handed. Reluctantly, you groaned and called your friends name. After a minute he knocked on the door and peaked in. "Everythin' alright there?" he asked, and you huffed. "Can you wash my hair?" you ask. And Jack steps in the room with a growing smile. "Can i?" he repeats, coming over and kneeling beside the bathtub "of course i can sweetheart, Need anything else cleaned?" he said with a wink, making you roll your eyes. "Just the hair... And maybe my back" you replied, and he nodded. "No problem sugar. Happy to help" he said, "lay back, i gotcha" he said, putting a hand on the back of your neck to support you as you drenched your hair. Helping you sit back up before he lathered his hands in shampoo and gently scrubbed it into your scalp. You hummed in appreciation, the feeling of the light massage making you sleepy.

Jack was loving this, being able to please and help you. Washing your hair felt intimate, and he loved it. Especially when you wanted to move on to have him wash your back when your hair was clean. Jack hummed, as soon as his hands met the skin of your back, he frowned. "Y'know.. The last time i ever washed the back of anyone was fifteen years ago. My wife, she was pregnant with our little boy.. Would get me to bathe her often" he mumbled, running water down your back before massaging the suds into your skin. You smiled sadly, "Hows it feel to be doin that again?" you asked curiously, and he chuckled. "It feels like the same amount of intimacy as it did then. Oddly enough. Its weird.." he replied, massaging your shoulders. His lightly calloused fingers making you groan softly as he rubbed the tense bits out. "I don't mind. Your hands feel real nice" you mumbled out, causing Jack to laugh, and soon did you.

You couldn't help the slight flush you felt rise on your cheeks. He was touching you quite intimately, which, you sort of always dreamt of him doing. It was no surprise to ginger when you told her you liked your friend. She teased you for it for months. But you never thought it would be like this. But you were sure Jack was just being helpful, not like he wanted to make you feel like this inside. Jack hummed softly, rinsing your back with water he scooped up with his hands. "I never thought I'd be doin it with a man though." he chuckles, biting his inner cheek as he slipped his hands to your sides. "Never thought I'd have interest in a guy either" he commented, making your head snap around. "What?" you asked in surprise, making jack look at you, a little surprised in himself. "No way, you're like, the straightest man on earth!" you teased with a cheeky grin, making whiskey blush with embarrassment.

"Well, with my job I've had to hook up with many individuals. Just never thought id actually like being with any of em. Let alone have any romantic interest" he said, shooting you a wink. You rolled your eyes, he was playing with you. "Right. The amount of gay sex you have is because of your job. And you so happen to want to date a target because of it" you hummed, turning back around. Jack laughed, snaking his arms around you and pulling you closer to the edge of the tub. He rested his chin on your bare shoulder. "It wasn't the sex, Darlin" he replied smugly, "i don't just like guys because of that." he spoke, hands planting on your chest. "I never thought I'd actually act on my feelin's dear. But damn.. You really have me hooked." he said, pressing a light kiss to your shoulder. "You think i was talking about some target i was wantin' to date?" he teases.

A pink tints your face as he palms your chest, speaking close to your ear. Making you shiver. No way this was happening, was your friend actually into you? "Sweetheart.. I've been wantin' you since day one. Just something about you.. I wish i could explain how I'm just pulled to you. Like a magnet." he says, kissing more at your shoulder. "I saw the way you looked at me. I could see it in your eyes." he described, his lips pressing to your neck. "I've never felt this way.. Well.. In years i haven't. Please.. Can you just give me a shot? I wanna treat you right baby.. Treat you better than any guy could ever offer" he asked, hugging you from behind.

It was totally a shocker to you, Agent Whiskey, your coworker and best friend was right here asking you to be with him. Of course you couldn't say no, slumping into him. "God.. I'd love that" you hummed. Jack smiled against your skin. Jack gave you a few more kisses to your neck, doing anything else you asked for before helping you out of the tup and wrapping you in a towel. He hugged you from behind again, his arms taught nicely. Kissing at your nape. His confidence spiking between you, wanting to kiss and appreciate your body already. "I just can't resist a handsome man like you" he groaned into your shoulder, turning you around and looking down at you. Giving your eyes a glance before your lips, leaning in and connecting them.

Your body tensed, but immediately kissed back. You'd been dreaming of this moment, where'd you would be able to press your lips against him and share air. The slight tickle of his moustache on your upper lip- it was more than you could ever imagine. It was enough to spike something out of you, your tummy twisting as he held your hips. Jack was first to pull away, looking into your eyes. Biting his lip. You could see the cogs turning as he hesitated to ask something. "Spit it out cowboy" you teased, snapping him out of his trance. He looked at you, eyes untellible of what he was thinking. "I.." he started, grasping your hips a little tighter. Jack never thought he'd be nervous to ask, but it was just the affect you had on him. "I want to- show you how much i appreciate you.." he hummed, "i wanna fuck you so badly.. I just.. Don't wanna hurt ya.." he admitted. Your stomach dropped, you weren't sure if that was what you were expecting or not. You could see the panic in his eyes as you took awhile to think. "I-i'm sorry that was too soon-" he sputtered, and you shushed him. "I.. Want that" you said, making his eyes soften. "You do?" he asked, almost in disbelief. And you nodded, "i do"

Jack carefully took you to his bed, laying you down. Your stomach was building with anticipation, slick building between your thighs. You were a little hesitant to let him remove your towel, being the insecurity of your body and how unnatural it felt to have certain parts. But jack reassured you, that it changed nothing in how he felt. Still, you weren't sure if you were ready or not. Jack laid over you, kissing at your neck. He told you he'd take his time, make sure you felt comfortable before he did anything.

"Pretty boy.." he muttered, kissing at your collarbone. Whispering little praises and affirming names. Making you feel good as he kissed down your chest, his thumb tracing a scar that laid under your peck. He kissed that too, "Handsome.. Your so perfect.." he continued to praise, giving both of your scars equal attention before he gave your tummy kisses, pausing at your abdomen before looking up to make sure it was okay. With red on your cheeks, you gave him a soft nod. "M'gonna make my boy feel so good.." he said, gently grabbing your thighs and spreading them. Kissing down your v-line and your inner thighs. Whispering more praise as he went. Making you soak yourself and whimpering lightly every time he called you a good boy.

Jack looked up into your eyes as he dragged the flat of his tongue along your folds, circling around your clit. "Taste so good baby" he says, then latching that mouth of his to your heat. Sucking on your sensitive bud making you gasp out a moan, taking a fist of his chocolate brown hair. He groaned as you tugged on it, making him more desperate to fuck you just right with his tongue. Lapping up your juices and licking and sucking gently on your clit. Driving you nuts when he paused. Jack stuck his tongue through your folds, groaning as he tasted more of you. Making you moan out in pleasure as his nose prodded your clit as he went down on you. Eating you out like you were his last meal. So desperate to make you feel good. When he heard you moaning his name, he squeezed your thigh and dragged his tongue along you. Focusing now on your hardened bud, Sticking two fingers into your heat as he noticed your change in tone.

You moaned loudly at the feeling of him entering you, grasping the sheets underneath you with your good hand. Whimpering out his name as he continued to feast on you. Groaning as he felt you grind down on his fingers, curling them inside you to make you cry out. Quickly you could feel that sensation build in your tummy, Moaning out his name and tugging harder on his hair as your hips involuntarily rode on his digits. He pulled away to witness the sight, moaning. "Thats it.. Ride my fingers. Good boy" he groaned, watching as you cupped a hand over your mouth and cried out in pleasure as your orgasm took over you. Jack helped as you rode through your high, slipping his digits out of you and sticking them in his mouth. You sat in cloud nine for a few minutes, shuddering with little aftershocks. Jack rubbed your thighs and praised you. "Thats my boy.. You did so good" he said, running his hand up your side. Watching you carefully, making sure you were okay as you drifted out of your little headspace.

"Jack-" you whimpered, looking up at him with a growing smile. "Fuck.. Wow." you sputtered, letting your eyes wander over him. A pit forming in your stomach as you saw the hard tent in his pants. You forgot all about him. "Wait.. I" you shuttered, sitting up and facing him. "What about you?" you asked, holding his hips gently. Jack bit his lip. "I don't wanna hurt you darlin. I'll be fine" he stated, going to move but you stopped him. "Jack please.. I want you to feel good to. I'll be fine, i promise!" you begged lightly, playing with his belt buckle. It took him a second to think, biting his lip before he sighed. "Alright.. But I'm not goin hard on ya. Take it nice n' slow." he stated, backing up and beginning to take his shirt off. You grinned, excited to see what he had to offer. Unbuckling his belt for him, and sliding it out of the hoops. You looked up at his bare chest, undoing the button to his jeans before sliding the zipper down and revealing his boxers. Biting your lip as you hooked a finger under his boxer strap and pulling those and the jeans down. Letting his cock spring free and lewdly slap against his stomach. You let out a groan, mouth watering slightly at the sight of his hardened cock. Tip red and leaking. Shit, you did this to him?

He looked down at you, groaning as he took himself in his hand and slowly pumped his cock. "Lay down sweetheart." he demanded, watching as you complied with his order. He stroked himself a few more times before crawing overtop of you. Looking down at you with lust and affection. Jack held your hip in his hand, leaning down and kissing you passionately. Giving all he could into that simple action. Wanting to show you how much you mattered to him. You groaned, pulling away and looping your arms around his neck. "Please- Jack.. I need you"

Jack groaned at the plee, kissing at your neck. "I'm gonna fuck you real good baby, don't you worry" he hummed, positioning himself and sliding his tip through your folds, collecting your slick to lube him up. "So wet for me.. My boy just can't wait can he?" he groans, kissing below your ear. Before you could speak again, he slowly inserted himself into you. Stretching you and filling you up perfectly. Making you cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Jack whispered little praises as he let you adjust, kissing at your skin and sucking light hickeys on your neck. You whimpered, moving your hips to grind down on him, but he held your hips firmly against the matress. "Uh-uh.. I'm doin the work" he says, sliding nearly all the way out of you before thrusting back in, bottoming out with a groan. You whimpered into his shoulder, pleading him to go on.

By now, jack had a steady pace with his thrusts. Not quite pounding into you, but thrusting nicely and carefully. Putting your body into consideration with your injuries. You could tell he was holding back, but you couldn't say anything. He was sucking the breath out of you each time his cock bottomed out on you. Making you gasp and moan out his name. Although, with time he went faster. The sound of skin slapping on skin lewdly filling the room, along with the moans and whimpers of you both. With your already sensitive parts, you were shaking and whimpering underneath him already. "Jack- Please! Fuck- I'm close!" you moaned, feeling your tummy twist and a creeping pleasure riding in your system. Jack groaned, feeling you tense around his cock. "Go on baby.. Cum around my cock, be a good boy for me-" he said, rutting his hips against yours desperately. His eyes looking down into yours, watching as you come undone and cling onto him, crying out as your second release takes over, making you cum once again around him. Jack let out a groan, panting heavily as a moan rumbled from his chest. Feeling you tighten and clench around his cock making him closer than before. "Aah- fuck-! Please- can i cum inside of you? 'Wanna fill my boy up all nice.. Fill him with my cum.. So bad-" he stutters, and you nod your head vigorously "Please- Jack- yes- cum inside of me-" you moaned out, feeling his hips stutter and he let out a husky groan, clenching your hips and moaning next to your ear as he rutts his hips into yours, letting a thick gush of liquid spill into your heat. He let out a few moans, his grip loosening on you. Panting hard as he hovered over you. The sensation of him pulling out of you making you whimper, but the feeling of his cum dripping from your folds making you clench the sheets and shiver.

"So good baby.. You did such a good job" he praised, giving you kisses on your neck and collarbone. Rubbing your sides and hips, praising you and playing with your hair. Fuck, you couldn't get enough. Sitting there for half an hour as he treated you like a prince, before he got up to grab a washcloth and cleaned you up. Then himself, and tossed the rag to the floor and climbed into the bed beside you. Jack pulled you into his chest, still panting a little. You never exactly thought that you'd end up in this situation when you first met Jack. But now? You were glad it happened. You had weeks of healing to do, and if this, was what healing was. Fuck you couldn't get enough. Cuddling into the others chest as sleep crept into your body.

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Dragging your feet back to the office, you sigh for the nth time this day. Everything didn't go well according to plan?! You were expecting that the filming would wrap up in time with a good outcome but ended up in a mess.

Slumping yourself in your seat, tears starts forming in your eyes for having such a bad day. Wanting to have a peaceful time to think and calm yourself, you put your phone in silent and wipe your tears of frustration.

Resting your head in your hands, you sigh again, tired of what happened earlier during the day.

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Knock knock knock

The knock on the door wakes you up. Anna opens the door and pops her head in. "I'm going out boss! See you tomorrow!

"See you tomorrow Anna. Have a good night." You nod and smile. Without knowing, you dozed off to sleep due to the tiredness and sleepless nights in these few days. You pick up your phone and open it to check the time and saw a missed call and voice mail. "8:10. 3 missed calls, 1 voice message." And it's all from him. Clicking the voice mail, his voice fills the silent office.

"How are you? It's getting late now, want me to come over and pick you up? Just message me and I'll be there."

All of the pent up frustrations went away after hearing these words from him. A smile forming in your lips at his thoughtfulness and you press the voice mail again.

"I'm having a bad day..." You messaged him.

"Wait there, I'm picking you up. We're going somewhere."

"Alright. I'll be waiting." Always

Is he some sort of healer? You chuckle to your self. It seems like whenever he's there or feel his voice and presence, you feel ok and feel like everything will be alright, like every problems will be solved and go away. Smiling, you pick up your bag and went down stairs, fatigue and frustrations going away.

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Orgasm Control

✨️Kink Education with Elizabeth✨️

So, we have to start with making a distinction here. Orgasm control is not edge play. Edge play can involve orgasm control, but these are two totally different things and honestly on very VERY different ends of the kink spectrum. We're going to dive into Edge Play with Lucien. The reason these two kinks are so commonly confused is due to a term called "edging," and we will discuss that in a second.

Orgasm control is exactly what it sounds like. It is the act of prolonging or disrupting your partner's or your own orgasm. It can be used in partner play or solo play. The appeal to orgasm control comes with the antipation it brings, and the control it allows the dominating party to feel. The constant build and prolonged need for release can cause more intense orgasms, heightened nerve sensitivity, and can help intensify the bond between you and your partner.

Orgasm control is also a very good way to dip your toes into the art of Submission or Domination. It is an easy form of play with little no effect on the mind, large reward, and requires no special tools or techniques. One good way to see if you would be into orgasm control is to work it into solo play through edging.

Edging is the act of bringing yourself or a partner near the beginning of that peak of orgasm before backing away over and over until the big o finally happens. To properly edge, you should be bringing yourself or your partner to that state where the coil is starting to wind and wind, but that desperate need to tip over the edge has not fully set in.

Fair warning with self orgasm control or partner play, you need to know each other and your bodies so well for this form of play. It can quickly become frustrating for the receiving party. Be kind and cautious. You want to associate this with sexy fun, not anger 💕

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Ruhn x reader

Warnings - overstimulation, oral f receiving, unprotected sex

You were shaking below Ruhn, a soft cry leaving your mouth as he pulled off of you again and moved to kiss the inside of your thigh. “Ruhn, please,” you couldn't take it anymore. The need to orgasm, to scream his name had set in over an hour ago, and he kept denying you over and over again. He'd let you approach that high 7 times already just for him to rip it away. 

“Don't want this to be over,” the response was muffled into your thigh. He sighed happily, looking up at you with soft eyes. “We could stay like this forever, you know?” You almost pushed him away, wiggling up. “Nah uh, princess. You promised you would be all mine tonight and it was whatever I wanted.”

“I didn't think-”

“I want to drown in you,” a teasing lick just brushed your nerves, sending your head back into the pillows as a drawn-out whine left your lips. “Is that really so much to ask?”

That teasing lick became long ones, circling your clit before dipping to your entrance. He was savoring you, taking his time with you like he needed to memorize the scent, the taste, each noise. You moved your hands to his hair, threading your fingers into those soft dark locks and pulling. 

Ruhn went back to your clit, moaning as he did, and locked his mouth on. He began gently sucking, as he licked. The occasional contrast of the metal piercing versus his soft lips keeping your senses high. 

He moaned against you again as you tugged his hair, silently begging for more. He ran a finger through your folds, pushing it slowly into you. Is that what you needed, baby? Need me to fill you up? His voice in your mind pushed you into over stimulation, causing you to wiggle and whine. 

Cool shadows began roaming your body, leaving feather like kisses along every inch of skin. At the same time, his finger began to move in time with his tongue, curling and gently touching that soft spongy wall inside of you. 

Every nerve was singing, begging for release, and you felt yourself relaxing, clenching his finger as moans began leaving you shamelessly.

That edge was so close, begging for you to come to her, begging for you to come and play.

And then it all stopped. Tears began to fall as he kissed up your body and then kissed each one away. “Gonna let you cum. I swear.” His cock was resting at your core, waiting to enter you, to slide home. 

Ruhn kissed your lips gently and then sat up. He took a single leg, bringing it over his shoulder to open you wide for him. It was as if Luna herself blessed you when his cock slid in, inch by tantalizing inch. 

“Ruhn,” his name was a breathless prayer as your back arched.

“Fuck, I know baby.” 

He took you slowly, savoring every moment until even he had enough. Shadows wrapped your wrists, pulling your hands above your head. Then he began.

Ruhn shifted his hips and pounded into you, hit that spot only he had ever found over and over. Those tattooed hands squeezed the thigh he had leaning against him as he kissed and nipped at your calf and ankle. 

You on fire. That coil tightens more and more with each rhythmic thrust. The over stimulation, the need to cum, the tingling setting in, it all became so much. Too much. You didn't realize you were crying until a loving stroke came down the bond.

Ruhn leaned forward, bringing your leg with him, and wiped those tears, pace slowing. “Y/n, what's wrong, baby?” His falter in movement had your legs beginning to shake as thar climb paused once again, a soft cry of despair leaving your swollen plush lips, and Ruhn smirking as he realized three things.

He had you so desperate to cum, you would do whatever he wanted at this point

You were the most stunning creature when you were fucked out

You were about to beg. Beg for his cock, his fingers, anything. 

Ruhn grabbed your other leg, sinking in further. He was so deep inside you, you could have sworn new places, new nerves, were being woken for the first time. “Ruhn, please. I need it, please. Please make me cum?”

He kissed you deeply. “So pretty when you beg.” He began again, hands finding your tits and squeezing as he focused on both of you. Your body began to sing for him, his name a constant melody. It was no longer a spring coiling in your stomach but a rope, dangling you from a cliff refusing to let go.

His brow was knit, jaw opened as he groaned, whispering praise with each movement, moaning each time you tightened around him. “‘M close, y/n. Need you to fall with me. Can you do that?”

You nodded frantically, tears falling again. His hand came to your abused clit, stroking her gently in time with his hips. “Cum,” the command held little power. He was breathless, eyes rolling back already at the feeling of you squeezing him like a vice. 

But the command was what finally cut that rope, allowing you to fall from that ledge, tumbling through the air in a glorious free fall. Your vision went white as you screamed his name, walls milking him for every drop as he fell off soon after you. 

It was a long free fall that Ruhn worked you through, whispered and praised you through. 

And when it finally ended, it was as if your body landed in a pool of water, comforting relief spreading to every inch and limb as your mind was allowed to leave that desperate place. You were limp in his arms, smiling and panting in time with him.

“Bitch as much as you want,” Ruhn's nose nudged yours, forcing you to allow him to steal a kiss. “But it's always worth it.” You could only nod. Body and voice spend. “Come on, gorgeous. Let's get you cleaned up.”

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Pretty Eyes Made of Stardust

18 plus smut shot! Minors DNI!!!

Pairing: Glamrock Freddy x F!Reader

Summary: Freddy notices how stressed you are from being a manager at the Mega Pizzaplex, he wants you to take a break but it appears there is only one way to distract you from your heavy work load. 

Word Count: 4.3k A/N: This is a very rushed one shot to get some practice in! So it’s nothing too fancy, just thought Freddy deserved more pieces about him ;o; Enjoy all the praise and some sweet smut~ You can also read it on AO3 if that’s more of your style: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47706907

You sit at your desk with the light of the computer hitting your face while you hunch over, typing away on the keyboard with tired eyes in the comfort of your office. Working here made you quickly realize one of the things Fazbear Entertainment enjoyed doing was overworking their employees, especially if you’re the manager of all attractions. Every injury, the smallest of things breaking, an angry parent, all of that falls onto you. 

It was a lot of paperwork, an endless sea in fact, every day you have to spend hours into the night at the Pizzaplex just to get what you need to do to go home and not worry about it the next day. You press send a report in only for a new one to pop right up. You let out a frustrated sigh, sitting up in your squeaky office chair and running a hand over your face, letting it settle down onto your chin as your eyes skim over the words that quickly become one, big blurry mess. You blink, shaking your head as you try once again to read the report - yet to no avail nothing was making sense. “Jesus.” You mumble underneath your breath, having to take a moment to place your elbows on your desk and cradle your face on the palm of your hands. Your body feels so tense, it was almost as if something was crawling underneath your skin as you tried to make yourself relax. 

As you practice slow deep breaths you hear a knock at your door, causing you to straighten up from surprise as your gaze shoots over to the sound. You take a moment to regain your composure, wondering who on earth would be visiting your office so late at night. “Come in!” You call out, swinging your chair to the side to greet the late night visitor.

The door opens to reveal none other than Freddy Fazbear. You are surprised to see him but a small welcoming smile appears on your face. You have always considered Freddy to be one of your friends, something that gave you company you truly enjoyed. He has made this year of working enjoyable, in more ways than one. “Ah, Freddy. I’ve never seen you at my office so late!” You say, adjusting in your seat. “Is everything alright?” Once you ask this question you immediately begin to pray that it wasn’t some last minute report that only added onto your workload. 

“No need to worry, everything is alright.” Freddy replies, his piercing blue eyes roaming around your office before settling back onto your face. “I wanted to check in on you, I’ve noticed this is your fourth night staying this late.” 

Your soft smile widens, a laugh leaving your lips as you nod your head. “Yeah, things seem to just be going wrong at all attractions recently. A lot of work to do so… Here I am!” You gesture towards your computer and he takes a step in, making everything in the office dwarf compared to him. 

“I see… That doesn’t sound too good.” His face seems to be scanning yours, you can only assume he is checking your vitals like he does everytime the two of you see each other. “You seem to be quite stressed, superstar, perhaps it would be in your best interest to take a break or even come back early tomorrow morning so you can get some well deserved rest!” 

His concerns were sweet and you were tempted to follow his advice but you knew what had to be done. You wave your hand at him dismissively. “Psh, nah. I’m fine! Nothing I can’t handle, I’ve been getting pretty good at this.” You lie right through your teeth, if it wasn’t for your tired eyes and tensed up body you might have been able to fool him. 

Freddy falls silent for a moment once you finish reassuring him that you were okay. All you can do is look up at him with a forced smile. “Are you… Sure superstar?” He asks in a cautious tone, seeing right through your lie.

Your smile drops immediately from the question. The jig was up. Your shoulders fall while you shake your head. “No. I’m not sure.” You look off to the side, letting your guard drop around the animatronic bear who always has brought you a comforting warmth. “It’s uh… It’s a lot. All of it is just… a lot.” You let out a sigh, gaze landing upon the document on your computer screen. 

The sound of large metal feet fitting the ground falls upon your ears as he comes closer to you, a large metallic paw landing on your shoulder. The contact causes you to immediately relax.

“There’s nothing wrong with it being too much. After all, you are only human superstar. Please don’t feel like you ever have to pretend you’re okay when you’re around me.” His soft tone feels like a warm fluffy blanket wrapping around you, each kind word leaving an impact on you. 

You feel your eyes begin to sting, heart skipping a beat as you finally look up at him with a sweet smile. How could something not even human show you so much compassion? “Freddy…” Your voice breaks and you try your best to not feel embarrassed from your vulnerability. “Wow, um, thank you. That’s really sweet of you to say.” His eyelids lower, looking at you with affection as you continue to talk about your issues. “It’s just hard, you know? Never ending pile of paperwork, having to check on your guys handlers, making sure the employees of the attractions are doing their best. It’s… Like god, it’s terrible. If I’m going to be honest I would have quit by now if it wasn’t for…” You trail off, feeling a small warmth dust across your cheeks from what you were just about to confess. 

“If it wasn’t for what, superstar?” Freddy asks with curiosity laced in his tone. 

You take a moment but decide to admit what you were going to tell him, why not? He’s a robot, he wasn’t capable of judging you. “For you.” You breathe out, giving him another smile. “I mean it, I know there are days where we don’t see much of each other, but even a kind look from you can make me feel better about… Well everything really.” 

Freddy seems a little taken aback from your admission but a warm look remains on his features causing your heart to skip a beat. 

“I can’t express how much that means to me to hear you say that. If I may tell the truth as well, I feel the same way. Ever since you started working here, you added a splash of color to my daily routines, the days I don’t see you… It feels as though something is missing. It’s strange really.” 

It was strange, you didn’t expect an animatronic of all things to say something so sweet to you. A tear slips down your cheek as you let out a laugh, your cheeks heating up more. 

“Well, I guess I just have that effect on people, even on animatronics apparently.” You say jokingly, giving him a look of admiration. 

The hand on your shoulder goes up to your cheek, the cool metal against your warm cheek was soothing even if it increased your heart rate. “I guess you do.” He says in that deep voice that you’ve come to love. He leans down closer to you and you tilt your head up more, blinking up at the bear with intrigue. “You know. Your eyes are like big pools, I adore it. It hurts to see tears in them.” Your breath hitches in your throat as every word of his sinks in. You can’t help but let out a nervous laugh. “Freddy, if I didn’t know any better I’d think you were flirting with me.” Freddy lets out a deep chuckle. “What if I am?” 

What… The fuck is happening? 

The large thumb of his paw gently strokes your skin as you try to keep your cool. You are completely taken by surprise, not expecting a family friendly animatronic to be making moves on you. 

You force yourself to speak, wanting to let him know you are one hundred percent on board with this. “Then I must be the luckiest girl on earth.” You utter out, finding yourself leaning against the hand on your cheek.

“Is that so?” He rumbles, his hand sliding down to your chin and gently lifting it up. “Then… You wouldn’t mind if I kissed you, would you?” His question made your cheeks bloom into a brilliant shade of red, eyes widening as you feel as though you could die right then and there. You take a moment, staring up at him as your heart pounds in your ears. A slow shaky breath leaves you as your hands go up to his shoulders.

“I… I wouldn’t mind at all.” You manage to say despite your lungs feeling like they're getting crushed by two large hands. 

“That’s good.” Freddy gives you a wink before leaning in at an agonizingly slow pace, his lids sliding shut. You don’t hesitate, posture straightening so your warm lips can meet his muzzle. It wasn’t like kissing another person, of course it wasn’t, but it was more enticing than anything in the entire world. Your hands slide up further on his shoulders, tugging to bring him even closer to you. 

The hand on your cheek slides to the nape of your neck as his head tilts to the side, pressing against your lips harder as he gives a gentle squeeze to your skin. Your racing heart begins to calm, muscles relaxing as you find yourself getting lost in the feeling. You let out a sigh through your nose, melting into the warmth of the contact between the two of you. 

After a few passing moments Freddy pulls away and you have to suppress a whine from the loss; you open your eyes to see electric blue ones staring right back at you. A smile tugs at the corners of your lips, letting out a laugh of disbelief. Did this really just happen to you?

“So beautiful.” He admires, running a hand through your hair as he lets out a deep chuckle. “I’m surprised you allowed me to do this…” 

“Are you kidding me? I’m surprised you even wanted to do this in the first place. It’s um… For sure not in your programming.” 

Freddy lets out a mechanical hum, taking a moment to think before responding. “It isn’t in my programming at all. Sounds like you’re a bad influence on me, superstar.” 

You let out a breathy giggle, shrugging your shoulders. “I suppose I am.” Your hand goes down to his chest, rubbing up and down tantalizingly. “Does that bother you?” 

“No.” 

“Good. Because now that you’ve given me a taste, I want more.” You murmur, feeling a bit shy from your confession. 

“If that’s what you wish, I can give the world.” He leans back in and presses his muzzle against your lips again but this time with more pressure. You let out a small squeak in surprise before immediately melting, kissing him back with a matched eagerness, bringing your arms back up to wrap around his thick neck. 

You feel your breath becoming more uneven, your heart beginning to pick up its pace as you pour all your feelings into the kiss, eyes screwed shut as you move your lips against the metal. You feel large paws fall to your hips and before you know it he lifts you up as if you weigh nothing more than a feather. Without skipping a beat your legs go to wrap around his large torso, keeping your mouth upon his as you feel the air escape your lungs. 

He turns towards your desk, one hand leaving your body to push everything to the side in one swoop before placing you on the desk, not breaking the kiss once. The large metal paws begin to run up and down your sides causing you to shiver as you let out a small noise. 

Freddy pulls away and you let out a gasp for air, looking up at him with desperation now. He lets out a deep chuckle that sounds like a beautiful melody to you. 

“Why don’t I help you relax, superstar?” He says in a seductive tone that feels like pure honey. His paw finds its way to your thigh, rubbing up and down in a slow, teasing way. You only take a few seconds for you to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

“Uh, I-I-” 

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” He says firmly, staring into your eyes. “The last thing I’d like to do is ruin what we have going on here.” 

“No, it’s n-not like that.” You say, letting out a shaky breath as you look down to see his immense paw covering up the entirety of your thigh. He was so big, you feel as though you should be threatened by this fact but you feel more safe than you ever have with another. “Just a little nervous, I.. Want this more than anything.” 

Freddy lets out a deep chuckle, giving your flesh a light squeeze that sets your nerves on fire. “Oh I know you’re nervous… Don’t think I don’t notice how fast your heart races whenever I do something as little as grazing against your arm. I can practically feel it.” His free hand goes up to your neck, gently wrapping his hand around the base and placing his thumb over your pulse. “It’s adorable.” 

The other hand slides further up your thigh before reaching your stomach, sliding underneath the hem of your shirt to go towards your chest and you feel like you’re going to die from what was taking place. Your gaze goes back up to his, completely memorized as the palm of his hand covers your breast, giving a gentle squeeze that entices you further, thighs spreading apart as you feel a wetness building up. 

“Look at you… The smallest of touch and you’re practically begging for more.” Freddy muses, a rumble vibrating his chest plate. You feel yourself tremble against his touch as your body begins to feel impossibly warm. “Lovely girl.” 

“F-Freddy…” You whimper out, a gasp leaving your lips as you eagerly lean into his touch. You cannot believe this is happening to you, never once in your life did you think an animatronic like Freddy would come on to you and then proceed to grope you in your own office. It left your head spinning, making every second a bit harder to breathe. 

The hand leaves your breast, going back to the end of your shirt to carefully lift it up over your head and place it beside you on the desk. You can’t help but feel timid exposed to him like this in your bra, his gaze roaming up and down your torso with half lidded eyes. 

“Wow.” He finally says, bringing his hands to your back to unclasp your bra, letting the straps fall down your shoulders to take in the sight of your bare breasts. “Superstar…” He murmurs, bringing his hands back to your breasts, gently squeezing them together. “You are otherworldly.” 

Your heart skips a beat from his amorous words, each compliment ingraining itself into your mind. You can’t help but look away, getting more timid as soft moans leave your mouth as he begins to massage your chest. 

“Don’t shy away from me now, I admire those lovely eyes.” Freddy was just saying all the right things, no one has ever made you feel this way. You bring your gaze back onto his, despite being an animatronic it was clear he was looking at you with pure adoration. ��That’s my girl.” 

His thumbs cover the expanse of your nipples, rubbing in slow circles that sends delightful shivers throughout your body. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this, how much I have daydreamed about you.” 

You are surprised by his admission. You always felt an attraction towards Freddy, something about him enthralled you but long ago you came to terms with the fact he could never return those feelings. Yet, here you are now, feeling drunk off the strong feelings the two of you seem to have for one another.

“Really?” You squeak out, letting out another sigh of pleasure as his thumbs press down. The feeling of arousal between your legs only grows, wanting nothing more than to feel more of his touch. “I… Wish you told me sooner.” You admit in a quiet tone. You find yourself wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer, having to spread your legs even farther so his large frame can fit in between them. “All those restless nights thinking about you and yearning for something I didn’t think was possible.” 

“Oh superstar, I am so sorry that I caused you those feelings. I wish I said something as well, but…” He presses his pelvic plate against your sex, the smallest bit of friction causing you to gasp. “Here we are now, let’s make the most out of it.” 

You nod your head, feeling as though you were in a dream. You lean in closer, pressing your lips against his muzzle as you gently grind up against him while he continues to massage your breasts. You let out a pleasurable moan against his metal, grabbing one of his hands to bring it down towards your sex.

Freddy pulls away, resting his forehead on yours as he stares deeply into your eyes. “Eager, are we?” 

“You have no idea.” You laugh out, feeling a sense of excitement as he takes a small step back, his other hand leaving your breast to grab onto the edge of your pants. You lift your hips up to assist him as he slowly slides your pants down your thighs and off your legs. 

You spread your legs for him, watching as he drinks in the sight of you. “Even better than what I imagined.” He says in a soft tone, eyes not leaving your crotch as he places the palm of his large hand against your clothed sex. You immediately push into his touch, letting out a low moan from the contact. “I can feel how wet you are for me through your panties, desperate little thing.” 

His words left you squirming in place, the Freddy Fazbear dirty talking to you had a very strong effect on you. It seems he quickly noticed the pleasure it brings to you, beginning to move his hand against your panties as he leans in to talk into your ear. “Look at you, I’m barely doing anything to you and you’re already coming undone.” 

You push your hips up against his hand, your noises getting louder as your face flushes red. “Can you blame me?” You say through shaky breaths. “I want you so bad.” 

“And you have me.” He replies with a warm tone, stopping his movements to push your panties to the side. He leans back to look down, letting out a mechanical groan just from the sight. “Oh my, I…” His pause makes you feel a twinge of nervousness creeping up in the back of your mind. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a lovely sight before.” 

His thumb moves to rub against the outside of your folds, making you shift in place with this almost uncomfortable desperation deep inside your core. “Please…” You whisper, trying your best to relax. 

“Hm, please what superstar? Is there something you’re wanting?” He says in this teasing tone that makes you giggle, shooting him a playful glare. 

You still give him what he wants, not wanting to put up a fight, for now at least. “Please touch me?” You ask sweetly, spreading your legs further apart for him. 

“As you wish.” Freddy murmurs, his large thumb going past your folds to cover your clit. You instinctively push against his touch, feeling as though you were touch starved. “There we go. Let all your worries melt away my star, you’re doing such a good job.” He praises, beginning to rub up against your sensitive nub. 

You let out a moan from the sensation, twitching underneath his touch as his free hand soothingly glides up and down your side. “Ah, so good.” You breathe out. 

“Yeah? You like that?” His tone dripped with arousal and desire, causing you to become even more desperate for the stimulation he was giving you. “You look so beautiful like this, I could play with you all night long.” 

You’d gladly let him, no one has ever brought you such pleasure. He applies more pressure and you let out a louder moan, it’s been so long since you’ve been touched like this, you needed more. 

You grind up into his touch, your soft pants and moans growing in volume as he rubs you at a steady pace. “Oh, oh fuck Freddy.” 

Freddy’s thumb pauses its movements and you let out a small whine. “Watch your language.” He practically growls. “A delicate flower such as yourself shouldn’t say vulgar words like that.”

You blush deeply, nodding your head. “S-sorry… Please keep going.” 

His gaze softens. “Good girl.” Freddy murmurs out, returning to rub against your engorged clit, now with a faster pace. “So fragile. So perfect for me.” 

Freddy’s words and touch sent your mind into overdrive, having a hard time keeping up with what was happening. At this point you’ve completely forgotten about your work, the only thing that mattered was the bear right in front of you. 

“Would you like me to go faster?” He asks and you immediately nod your head in response. He chuckles out, quickening the pace of his movement without wasting any time. You only grow louder with your noises, leaning back as you feel your stomach tie up in knots. 

“Ah, oh god… Y-you’re going to make me cum.” Your hands squeeze at his shoulders, writhing underneath him as you feel your body beginning to tense up. 

“Already? Mm… Eager little thing, cum for me superstar. You sound so gorgeous when you’re like this.” 

Your grip only tightens as you feel a pressure in your core, thighs tensing as you are easily pushed off the edge. Something about him saying such dirty things really did it for you. Your head falls back as a loud moan pushes past your lips, twitching as you go through the motions of your delightful orgasm, enjoying every second. 

Once you finish Freddy stops his movements, still keeping his thumb on your sensitive nub. “Wow… I can feel you twitching.” He marvels, looking down in between your legs. “What a mess you left, superstar. You really needed this, didn’t you?” 

Your body slumps against the wall as you slowly nod your head, shivering from the best orgasm you’ve had in your life. “Yeah… Especially from you.” You stare up at him as you come down from your high, feeling a warmth bubble up in your chest. “I… I can’t believe we did this. I mean, how did you even know how to do this?” 

“I may be an animatronic, but I am not dumb.” Freddy says, chuckling out. “It’s always been basic knowledge, especially when you have access to the internet all in here.” He brings his arm up to tap a finger against his head. “As well as some other tools you never knew you had had.” 

“Tools?” You repeat, sitting back up as you tilt your head. “What do you mean tools?” 

Freddy looks down at his pelvic area and your eyes follow. It doesn’t take long for you to put two and two together. “No… Way.” You say in pure surprise. 

“Yes way. I actually figured out I had this when I met you.” He admits rather sheepishly, making you even more curious. “One night I was erm, thinking of you in not the most appropriate of ways. Then I felt a pressure and I opened up my pelvic hatch to reveal… A shaft.” 

“You’re-you’re kidding me. Oh my god, I seriously am a bad influence on you.” Your eyes are trained on his pelvic plate, biting your bottom lip. You really wanted to see it and he easily reads your expression, letting out a deep chuckle. 

“We can explore it another time, but I have kept you from work long enough.” 

“Work…?” You ask out, eye brows knitting together before the realization dawns on you. “Oh, oh god! Work!” You look back at your computer, feeling a sense of panic. 

“Hey, hey. It’s alright.” Freddy says comfortingly, running a hand through your hair to soothe you. “How about I help you? How are you feeling now, a bit more relaxed?” 

You gaze back up at him, feeling your worries melt away from his touch alone. “Yes, I do. Th-thank you Freddy for, uh, taking care of me. I really enjoyed it.” 

“I did too, superstar, you were so hot.” He admits and your face flushes red for the umpteenth time. Him of all things in the world calling you hot causes your heart to race. 

“Y-you were too.” You squeak out, taking a deep breath. “And, I’d really like some help. Even just having you here is more than enough. You can uh, sit on the chair and I can sit on your lap?” 

“Are you sure? That might not be very comfortable for you.” “Oh trust me, it’ll be more than comfy.” You say, giving him a bright smile. “You chose this, good luck not having me all over you whenever we are alone together.” 

Freddy lets out a loud laugh, leaning to press his muzzle against your forehead. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” 

You can already tell this was the start of something beautiful.

#glamrock freddy #glamrock freddy x reader #fnaf security breach #fnaf fic #fanfic #one shot #cc x reader #WOOOOO #its been so long since ive posted a writing piece for feddy LOL #i hope the feddy simpers out there enjoy this one

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Ur so right about cc content being non existent 😭. I was wondering if I could request a cc fic or hc with Pro Tennis player!reader 🫡

Of course my love!! hope you like it :)

A/N: i’m not a huge athlete so apologies if this has slight inaccuracies

Battered and Bruised . CC

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis: typically caitlin is the one that comes home with the injuries, but when you take a nasty fall during your big tennis match, she’s the one to take care of you.

you love caitlin, but god did she get hurt a lot. you’d be lying if you said that you weren’t tired of the late nights stood between caitlin legs as she sat on the seat of the toilet, tending to countless bruises and scrapes.

but there were a fair share of sweet moments when she’d come home from an intense game. regardless of the pain she was in, her eyes would never leave your face. she was entranced by how beautiful you looked: hair messy from your evening practices on the court, mascara slightly smudged under your eyes, the way your tongue poked out of the corner of your mouth while you tried to open the bottle of hydrogen peroxide.

“please stop staring, i look like shit” you’d say.

“you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen in my life” she’d reply, fingers fiddling with your skirt “i’m so insanely lucky”.

and she really meant it, she’s so grateful to have someone like you. someone who was willing to ‘nurse her back to health’, as you put it, no matter how late in the night it was or how little the cut might be. she wished you could understand how much something so little could mean the most.

so when you came home from a pretty nasty game, skin drenched in sweat, knees sore and covered purple, and your feet blistered, she knew this was her moment to return the favor.

“holy shit, YN, you look terrible” caitlin said, shocked to see you so beaten up.

“gee, thanks babe” you dropped your duffel bag and racket at the door, collapsing on the couch. you did your best to give her a sarcastic smile, but everything hurt and you could barely feel your face.

“stop that’s not what i meant,” she wasted no time rushing to your side to sit next to you. pulling up both of your legs to rest across her lap, she gently removed your socks and shoes to rub your aching feet. “what the fuck happened today?”

you honestly don’t really even know what happened, the match started off so well. but the entire time you couldn’t stop thinking about how caitlin wouldn’t be there this time due to conflicting schedules and it really threw you off your game.

“everything happened” you sighed, rubbing your head “first, you weren’t there today, so all i could think about was how badly i wanted to come home to you. then i kept messing up all my drills before we started…and the girl i was against today was so fucking bitchy and such a dirty player! i just couldn’t keep up like i normally do and i just…” you rambled mindlessly as pain shot through your entire body.

she reached over to push the hair out of your face, softly rubbing her thumb over your cheekbone. “YN…”

“and i just kept tripping and i skinned my leg, i think at some point the ball hit me square in the head so now my whole fucking head hurts” you cried.

“baby, it’s ok, shhh, you’re ok” she cooed, forcing you to sit up next to her and she enveloped you into a hug. you just wanted to cuddle up into the side of her hoodie and stay there forever.

caitlin held you for a few minutes while you tried to catch your breath and give your body a break. her hand found its way to your hair once again, pulling out your pony tail and headband to massage your scalp.

“i think it’s my turn to take care of you this time” she finally whispered into your ear. she could practically feel your smile against her shoulder.

“i think that’d be nice”

“alright stay put for me, don’t move a muscle”

your girlfriend grabbed your gear as she headed up the stairs so she could put everything away for you. then she headed into the bathroom, dimming the lights and starting the bath. she made to sure to add your favorite bubble bath (the one your sister got you for Christmas last year) and some epsom salts to ease your sore muscles. on top of all this, she made an extra effort to set out some fresh clothes for you and hang up a new towel on your designated hook.

you perked up when she finally game down the stairs, eager to see what took her so long.

“ok, up you go” she urged, helping you off the couch and up the stairs. her hand rested at the small of your back, fingers lightly toying with the band of your skirt as she guided you towards the bathroom.

once she opened the door to reveal the elegant bath she had prepared for you, you had to bite your lip to suppress a moan of relief. the bubbles, the steam, the smell of the room could just about make you cry.

“i hope it’s ok, i made to sure to add in the stuff you like to help you relax a little bit, but tell me if it’s too much or too hot or anything and i’ll-” your lips found hers before she could finish her sentence. your fingers desperately grabbed at her hoodie, trying to pull her as close to you as you could. lips molding into one another’s with ease.

“this is perfect, caitlin. i don’t even know what to say”

“don’t say anything, just get in” she smiled at you.

like the sweet woman she is, caitlin helped you undress. assisting you with your sports bra and taking off your wristbands for you too. as you stepped in the warm water, you instantly felt alleviated and sunk into the comfort. while you closed your eyes, caitlin sat next to the tub on the toilet, soaking a rag in some cleanser to take off the days makeup and wipe away the sweat and grime.

when it was time to wash up, she forced your hand away from your shampoo bottles and body wash, begging you to let her do it for you. you had to admit, it felt good to let her do all the work for you and pamper you tonight.

after soaking in the tub for nearly an hour and caitlin allowing you to vent about the match, you finally forced yourself out and let caitlin dress you for bed. she had set out your “women’s tennis” college t-shirt and matching shorts for you and helped you into bed.

“so what you’re saying is i’ve got to start getting hurt out there more often?” you teased as cait settled behind you and pulled you against her chest so she could help you brush out your hair.

“god please don’t do that,” she laughed “not that i still wouldn’t do this for you regardless, but you just always take such good care of me when i come home battered and bruised.”

she stopped combing to kiss the side of you head and snake her arms around your waist. “you’re so good to me, baby. i love you, you deserve this and so much more”

though almost falling asleep from pure exhaustion, you managed to turn your head to catch her in one last kiss and a soft “i love you”. you were so blessed to have her in this life and the next.

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A/N: sorry if this is a little vague for “tennis player!reader”, but i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless, thank you for the request <3

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[shadowdaddies]

Hello! I'm back again to bother you with a silly little request. So I was reading your Lucien comfort fic and it was amazing and I saw you were looking for Ruhn requests so here you go. So maybe the reader is someone who gets hurt easily? Maybe becaue they're very clumsy and those small injuries bleed a little but the reader just cant resist the urge to pick the scabs that form? I know I'm always scolding my friends for picking theyre scabs. So you could either go of from there or I had a small idea that maybe the reader could be Hunts sister? And nobody knows that reader and Ruhn were dating but maybe the reader keeps constantly picking at her scabs so Ruhn just pins her arms to the headboard and Hunt just walks in at that moment?

This request is all over the place and I'm so sorry for that but yeah thats my idea and I hope you have a great day!

you are never a bother, love💜 I had fun with the "Ruhn pins her arms to the headboard" part so it got a little suggestive lol

Healing Touch

Ruhn x Reader

Warnings: mentions of minors injuries (cuts/bruises), quite suggestive

“Hi, my love,” you greeted, pushing up on your toes to pull Ruhn in for a kiss. 

“Hi,” he murmured against your lips, cheekily dragging his lip ring across your mouth before pulling away. Yelling sounded from the living room, making you jump in surprise as you tripped, Ruhn chuckling as he caught you in his arms.

“What do you do when I’m not around to catch you?” he teased. 

“I just fall,” you laughed, gesturing to the bruises on your legs from the many times you’d tripped and bumped into furniture from your own clumsiness. 

More shouts sounded, Declan and Flynn’s voices echoing as they argued about whatever game they were playing. Ruhn gave you an apologetic look.

“Why don’t we go up to my room?” he offered, and you nodded, taking the handrail as you headed up the wooden staircase. Ruhn followed behind you, asking you about your day when you turned to respond, misjudging the height of the next step and tripping for the second time this evening.

Ruhn caught you by the waist, keeping your head from hitting the wooden step, but you’d hit your knee hard enough to leave an already darkening bruise. With a sigh, you pouted, taking a seat on the steps as you rubbed your knee. 

“Come on, love,” Ruhn murmured, crouching down to pick you up bridal style as he continued up the stairs. “I’ll get you some ice for that.”

You snuggled into the warmth of his chest, admiring the long black hair that flowed over his shoulder, the steady breaths of his chest, his confident and coordinated strides. Ruhn kicked the ajar door open with his boot, swiftly kicking it shut behind him without so much as shifting you in his broad arms.

Regretfully, you allowed him to set you down on his bed as Ruhn went downstairs to get some ice. You scanned the room, band posters and amateur art hanging on the walls. Leaning over to peek at the picture frame on his nightstand, you winced at the pressure on your knee.

Sitting down against the mattress, you saw the bruise forming right alongside a healing cut. You couldn’t help but scratch at the skin, your nails against the wound helping to alleviate the itchy pain. 

Ruhn came in the room, violet eyes going wide as he stared at your leg. Looking down, you found that you’d reopened the cut, blood trickling down your leg. 

“Shit, I’m sorry!” you gasped, taking the rag with ice from Ruhn’s hand as you tried to clean up the mess on your skin.

“It’s okay, love. How did that happen?” he questioned, nodding towards your opened cut. You lifted the rag to look at the injury, the itch immediately returning once you removed the ice.

“I can’t remember. I either cut myself shaving or maybe I bumped into the edge of a table? Or maybe my dog scratched me. It happens all the time,” you babbled, oblivious that your nails had returned to scratching the skin for relief.

“Woah! Hey, stop that,” Ruhn scolded, his hand taking your wrist as he pulled it from your leg, thumb softly stroking your pulse. “You’re making it worse, love. You can’t scratch at it, or it won’t heal.” Taking the rag from you, Ruhn cleaned up your leg, gently holding the ice to your skin.

You groaned in frustration, yearning to investigate your injuries that Ruhn had covered from you. “I can’t help it. It feels better to scratch them, Ruhn,” you huffed, legs shaking with nervous energy.

“Mm, well if you can’t help it, I think I know how to help you,” Ruhn purred in your ear, taking your other wrist in his hand as he pinned them above your head, straddling your hips as he caged you in against the mattress.

“I could just distract you,” he whispered, warm breath tickling your ear as he kissed his way down your neck. 

Breathless, you arched into his touch, bruises forgotten as you wrapped your legs around his hips. “That sounds like a possible solution,” you whispered, mewling as Ruhn sucked on the base of your throat, groaning as he ground his hips into yours.

A short knock sounded, the door swinging open as Bryce strode in the room. “Ruhn, have you seen-“ 

She stopped, cupping a hand over her mouth as she gasped, holding back her laughter. When you thought it couldn’t get any worse, your brother, Hunt, followed in after Bryce, his gaze following hers to where you lay pinned on the bed.

Rage filled his eyes as the Umbra Mortis shone through them, lightning shooting from his fingertips as he glared at Ruhn. Bryce put a calming hand on his chest, poorly trying to hide her amusement as you leapt up from the bed.

“Hunt, it’s not what it looks like!” You pleaded. All three heads turned, giving you incredulous looks. “Okay, maybe it is what it seems. Ruhn and I have been dating for awhile.”

Hunt still simmered with rage, still not saying a word as you continued to babble your defense. Ruhn’s hand came to rest on your lower back, the gesture immediately soothing as he began to speak.

“I just want you both to know that this isn’t casual. I love her,” he confessed. Your head whipped to look at the prince, the blush dusting his cheeks as violet eyes turned to gauge your reaction. You hadn’t said those words yet.

“I love you, too,” you whispered, tears springing in your eyes as you pulled him in for a kiss, forgetting your brother was standing right there.

Hunt loudly cleared his throat, pulling you back to reality as you stared sheepishly at your brother. “Please do not do that in front of me again,” he grumbled, allowing Bryce to push him out the door as she winked at you.

With a sigh, you flopped back against the mattress, both mortified and elated by today’s events. Ruhn simply chuckled, opening your legs as he settled in between them. His eyes sparkled as he lifted your leg, drawing your attention to the feline smirk he wore. 

“Now, where were we?” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your ankle. “I love you,” he whispered again, pressing a light kiss to the bruise on your shin. 

Ruhn peppered kisses to each mark he could find, long black hair cascading over his shoulder as he intertwined his fingers with yours above your head. 

“And I love you,” you whispered, wrapping your legs around his hips once more as you found yourself eager to finish what you had started.

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