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[isaidlandowecanbeworldchampion]

Pretty Girl Part 2 || LN4 x Reader x OP81

A/n: Hiii, so its done hope you enjoy, if you have any advice on how to make my writing better it would be appreciated or even more fic ideas :) - Love from Pookie <3

Warnings: smut, threesome, Oral ( M & F receiving), Cumplay, dom!landoscar, honorifics (sir), discussion of DP

LANDO: i know you can hear us.

LANDO: come join? 

Oscar looked at his phone in… awe? The small text bubble appearing moments after he had heard Lando saying those lewd things. His cock was so hard, straining against his jeans. 

“Fuck it” he murmured, standing and making his way to Landos driver room. 

—-

Y/n pulled off lando when she heard the knock at the door, looking up at lando with her head tilted.

“Go on, pretty girl. Go and see who it is” Lando smiled sweetly.

She stood and padded softly over to the door, opening it slowly. Oscar groaned at the sight of her debauched face. Drool dripped down her chin and onto her breasts, her white shirt going see through where it was dampened. 

She held the door and he entered quickly, joining Lando near the bed, “Are you sure,mate?” He asked.

Lando nodded and Oscar turned to look at her, tilting his head in silent question. She nodded and made her way towards Oscar, kneeling in front of him and Lando. 

“Please, Osc. Wanna make you feel good” Y/n murmured, looking up through her lashes at the man, “Want your cock” 

“Use your manners, y/n.” Lando warned. 

“Want your cock… sir” She corrected. 

Oscar groaned again,”Gonna be the death of me, baby.” He shoved his jeans and underwear down and guided y/ns head towards his cock. She stuck her tongue out and licked the underside before taking it into her mouth. 

It was heaven. Oscars head was thrown back as she sucked him into her mouth. Y/n moaned lightly, and Oscar looked down at her. Lando had his hand in her hair, basically fucking her mouth onto Oscars cock. He moaned loudly. 

“Fuck… gonna cum if you keep that up, Lan” He growled. 

“Good” Lando hummed, “Gonna come for me, Osc? Gonna cum on our pretty girls face?”

Oscar barely had time to pull out of y/n's mouth before he was cumming thickly onto her face and neck. His breath caught in his throat as Lando crouched down and began to kiss y/n’s neck, licking Oscars cum off the girl's skin. 

Once Lando had his fill, he stood again;  Grabbing Oscar by the nape of his neck and pulling him into a messy kiss. Oscar could taste himself on Lando’s tongue. It felt filthy, and so so right. 

Y/n mouthed at Lando’s cock and he moaned into Oscar’s mouth. 

“Are you getting needy, darlin?” Oscar cooed down at her, “Need me and Lando to make it better? Bet you’re fucking soaked for us.”

Y/n moaned and leant back, spreading her legs so the two men could see her dripping pussy. She moved to run her fingers through her folds, to show them just how wet she was for the two men. 

“Don’t you fucking dare” Lando growled, dropping onto his knees to lap at her folds. He groaned into her, “Osc, come’re. Tastes like heaven” 

She was moaning uncontrollably as Oscar joined Lando at her cunt. Lando moved his head and watched Oscar lap at her clit before slowly inserting two fingers into her cunt. She was clenching around his fingers, as he thrusted them in and out, almost screaming with how good it felt. Oscar brought his tongue to her entrance, lapping her sweet juices. Obscene slurping noises echoing around the room. 

“Fuck, Osc” She panted, “please, I’m gonna come” 

Lando pulled his fingers out harshly as Oscar removed his mouth from her clit. Her entrance pulsing around nothing as she whined at the loss

“Tsk, tsk, y/n” Oscar hummed, “Gotta ask nicely if you wanna come, darlin”

“Please” Y/n whined, “please, sir. Wanna come”

Lando hummed and returned his fingers to her entrance, slicking them up with her juices before shoving them back in, fucking his fingers into her. He added another, her cunt clenching tightly around him. Once Oscar was sure she was close, he sucked harshly on her clit. She came hotly, almost screaming in pleasure.

The two men weren’t done with her yet. Oscar propped himself against the bed, manhandling y/n onto his lap. 

“Gonna ride me?” he grinned, lazily. “Gonna let me fill you up, huh darlin?”

Y/n wasn’t sure where this version of Oscar came from, but she liked it. She nodded as she sank down on his cock, Lando mouthing kisses against her neck before leaning over and capturing Oscars lips in a kiss too. She moaned at the sight of the two men, and bounced on Oscar's cock. 

Lando rubbed his palms against her ass before spanking her lightly. 

“Good girl” he murmured. 

Oscar grabbed her hips and began slamming her down on his cock, fucking into her g spot perfectly. She was moaning uncontrollably, too lost in the pleasure to do anything except take it. Lando’s hand came down to where her and Oscar’s bodies met, rubbing circles onto her clit. 

Oscar was sucking marks onto her neck and tits, lost to the feeling of her pussy squeezing his cock, feral with how good she was being for him. 

Lando’s cock was suddenly in her mouth, muffling her moans as he fucked her face while Oscar took her cunt. He pulled out with a pop of y/n’s mouth and Oscar pulled her in for a messy kiss. When they separated, Oscar moved to lick around Lando’s tip. Y/n joined him, sharing Lando’s cock between their mouths as they fucked. 

Her orgasm struck her, everything flashing white as she squeezed impossibly harder around Oscar and almost screamed in pleasure. Oscar followed soon after her, pumping his second load deep into her cunt. Thrusting lightly through his orgasm. 

As soon as he pulled out, Lando was there replacing Oscar’s length with his own. 

“Gonna take me too, honey?” He thrusted into her cunt, “Gotta fill your pretty cunt up and then fill your ass up too.”

She moaned at his lewd words before a knock at the door made Lando slap a hand over her mouth. 

“Lando? Can you find Oscar and get down to the garage? Zac needs to go over some of the data.” Zac’s assistant called through the door. 

“ Yeah, I’ll be down in a minute” Lando called. Thrusting harder into Y/n. 

“Gotta be quiet for us pretty girl” Oscar whispered, rubbing his fingers in circles on her clit to bring her to the edge faster. 

Lando smashed his dick into y/n impossibly fast and soon, due to the pleasure that both Lando and Oscar was giving to her she came again. Spasming and clenching around Lando as she gushed and squirted over Oscar. Lando followed soon after, his cum mixing with oscars in her cunt before dripping out around his cock and onto Oscar’s. 

Oscar picked up her spent body and lay her on the bed while Lando found a cloth and wiped the mixture from her still sensitive entrance. She hummed and curled around a pillow, smiling at the two men. 

“Go do your job, Boys” She murmured, “Can come back and fill me up again later”

Lando smiled down at her and rubbed a hand over her back. “Think you can take both of us when we get back?”

She nodded.

Fin.

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[pbueckerslover]

kate smut pleasee☝️

anniversary - k.m. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

pairing(s): kate martin x female!reader

warnings: femme reader, kissing, smut, oral (kate!recieving), fingering (kate!recieving)

summary: it’s kate and yours one year anniversary and you decide to surprise her with a couple different things.

you and kate have officially been dating for one year and today was your anniversary. kate had been out for the past hour running errands so you took this time as the perfect opportunity to set up a surprise for her. you bought her a couple presents, decided to make dinner for the two of you and even decorated the apartment for her. you couldn’t wait to see her reaction.

you started to get ready by taking a shower, doing your hair and makeup and putting on a cute outfit. you also decided to slip on a new bra and underwear you had bought previously underneath your outfit for later. once everything was ready to go you decided to sit on the couch and wait for her to come home.

about 30 minutes later you heard keys starting to unlock the door. you knew exactly who it was so you got up from your spot and stood close to the door anticipating her entrance.

kate opened the door and walked in to see beautiful decorations covering the place along with candles, flowers and a meal for the two of you on the table. she was shocked to say the least, she had no idea you were planning this for her. “babe…. oh my god.” she said taking it all in. she started walking closer to you and once she was next to you the first thing she did was place a soft kiss to your lips.

she pulled away to look at you. your eyes met hers and you asked, “you like it?” she smiled at your question. “baby i love it this is so cute.” she said before wrapping you in a big hug. you giggled and rested your head in the crook of her neck.

when the two of you pulled away she couldn’t help but kiss you again. “come on let’s sit down.” you said as you grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the table. you both sat down and she stared at you from across the table.

“i love you.” she said as she started to eat the food. “i love you too, kate.” you replied and opened the bottle of champagne that you had laid out on the table. you guys talked and laughed nonstop while eating the food you had prepared. once you had finished you got up to grab the gifts you had bought for her.

“happy anniversary baby!” you said as you handed her two small boxes. she opened them while smiling. the first one had a silver necklace with a small “K” on it and a heart. the other one had some clothes that you remember her talking about wanting in the past.

you sat on her lap after she finished opening the gifts. “i love these so much, thank you babe.” she said and placed a kiss to your cheek. you smiled at her knowing she was truly grateful. “i have another surprise.” you said as you stood up from your spot on her lap and started walking towards your bedroom.

she followed after you excited to see what was next. when she walked into the room you had completely stripped out of what you were previously wearing. you had on a matching bra and underwear set that was her favorite color and you were now laying on your guys’ bed.

her mouth had practically dropped to the ground as she looked at you. she walked over to you and joined you on the bed. “you look so fucking pretty.” she said as she kissed you again and started to place kisses down your neck.

you then moved so you were on top of her and kissed her again. you asked her to take off her shirt and she did just that. you kissed all over her neck and chest and then started to leave kisses on her stomach. she let out soft moans as you started getting closer to her pussy.

she quickly removed her pants and underwear needy for more. you smirked up at her as you started to move down her body. you placed soft kisses to her thighs and she moaned more. “don’t tease me baby… need you so bad.” she said.

you placed one more kiss to her lips before moving back down to your original spot. all of a sudden your tongue was on her clit and she was moaning louder than before. you added a finger in her hole to increase her pleasure. she placed a hand to your head guiding you as you started to move faster.

“feels so fucking good.” she said and that was your queue to add another finger. she tilted her head back at the sudden contact. you moved even faster noticing that she was getting close. “such a good girl.” she said and you could practically feeling yourself getting wet just from her words.

“gonna cum baby!” she said as she could feel the all too familiar feeling growing. you took this as a sign to continue what you were doing, but faster.

moments later she was releasing all over your tongue. you moved from your position and went to lay down next to her. you turned to face her and she grabbed your face and kissed you once more. you leaned into the kiss and wrapped your legs around her waist.

she pulled away and smiled at you. “thank you for everything baby i really loved it.” she said. “of course kate. i just really wanted to do something special for you because you deserve it.” you replied while smiling back at her.

this made her smile grow larger. “i love you.” she told you once more. “i love you more, babe.” you said and placed a kiss to her forehead. she wrapped her arms around you and you rested your head on her chest.

you pulled the blankets up so they were covering both of you. you both moved around a little bit until you were comfortable before drifting off to sleep.

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader(Past relationship)- Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader(not a full on relationship but friends with benefits type thing with hidden feelings?) Warning: SMUT 18+‼️Oral (F receiving p in v) ,cussing, mention of sex, angst Summary: After Thanos snapped half of humanity out of existence, then fighting like hell to get them back just for him to leave anyway. A/N: It still irritates me that Steve left everyone behind for Peggy, this fic is for people who are also irritated about Steve leaving, but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it too. this is a short one, well my opinion of short😂 Past in Italics

"Steve, you promised. You told me there was nothing to worry about and that you loved me and only me." He sighed and placed his hand on your shoulder "I do love you, but I love her too. I can't just ignore it; she is the love of my life." By now tears were streaming down your face, you couldn't believe what you were hearing you thought Steve was someone you could trust. You took a step back, staring deep into his eyes. "Steve..." Was all you could manage to get out between sobs, and you shrugged his hand off your shoulder "I can't believe you right now, after everything you are willing to just throw away 6 years together." Steve rubbed his face and when he removed his hands you could see his facial expression was different "I have to! When I saw her again, it brought back everything I missed out on.” His sudden change of volume made you flinch, he apologized and told you he loved you, but his words meant nothing because he still went back to Peggy leaving you behind to try and move on while he lived out his dream.

You and Steve were in love, even though in the back of your mind the same name kept popping up Peggy Carter. Although he tells you every chance, he can that he loves you and only you, you can’t help but feel like a consolation prize. You loved Steve he was your favorite person in the world, you would be lost without him, but you don't know if he felt the same way about you sometimes. He told you over and over that he loved you and he would never do anything to hurt you, and then he did it. He left. He left you to go back to Peggy. After all the fighting to bring everyone back, all the moments you shared, everything. He just left like it was nothing. It took a while for you to move on and find your happiness, it wasn't easy, but you did it and you were successful. Something unexpected happened that caused you to rethink everything.

It's been 3 years since Steve left and you're single and still not ready to mingle and that's fine no one is rushing, and you're not really interested in anyone, you're just having some fun. You and Bucky were sitting on the couch, your legs over his lap while he rubbed your calf after you pretended to have a cramp "Is your cramp gone?" You giggled a bit "I never had a cramp I just wanted you to rub my legs" Bucky groaned and smacked your shin, leaning back and looking at the TV. "Why did you stop" You whined rubbing your leg against his hand "Because you tricked me" He looked over at you while you made puppy dog eyes at him, he rolled his eyes and started rubbing your legs again, you smiled to yourself and started watching TV again. Sam strolled into the living room, plopping down beside you "Well aren't you two cozy" You hit him with a pillow not taking your eyes off the screen "Why don't you mind your business." Bucky retorted earning a deep chuckle from Sam "It's cute that's all." You saw Sam shift awkwardly out of the corner of your eye, you sat up and looked at him "What's wrong?" Sam looked over at you and raised an eyebrow "What are you talking about?" You studied his face "You never adjust yourself. unless you're nervous about something. Out with it."

Sam sighed and just as he was about to answer you heard the front door open, everyone turned their attention to the door, and in walks Steve. You sat there frozen unable to utter a single word, Bucky got up and did one of those man hugs with him and Sam followed suit, while you sat there still frozen trying to figure out if he was real or if you were dreaming. It was real, no matter how many times you told yourself it wasn’t. He was standing right in front of you staring deep into your eyes waiting for you to say something. Anything. You cleared your throat and stood up joining the group “Hi...” Steve smiled at you, God you missed that smile, but then you remembered that smile belonged to Peggy. "Hey, Y/N how are you?" Is he really going to pretend that everything is, okay? Like he didn’t just leave you behind “I’m good, how are you here?” He sighed and looked around “Why don’t we sit down, and I can explain.”

Everyone nodded and went to sit on the couch, you sat closest to Bucky laying your head on his shoulder, you weren't doing it to spite Steve or anything, Bucky was your only source of comfort, but you could see in Steve's eyes he didn't like that. His best friend and his ex-girlfriend? Together? The thing is you guys weren't really together you two just leaned on each other when one of you needed it, or when aggression or stress needed to be released. Maybe you had feelings for Bucky but never expressed them.

Steve took a deep breath trying to compose himself "Stark visited me and said there was much to be done here so, he and Scott pulled me back, and I'm here to help." Bucky felt you tense up and although he knew what he was about to do would rub Steve the wrong way, he needed to comfort you instead of having to deal with Steve's feelings when he was the one who left. He rested his hand on your knee rubbing his thumb over your kneecap, it was hard for Steve to concentrate let alone talk so he cut it short "I'm here to stay and help with whatever you guys need help with." Everyone nodded and started to go their separate ways. "Hey, Y/N can I speak with you?" You looked back at Steve and nodded "Sure, what's up?" You stood in front of Steve who was awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck "So are you and Bucky... Like together?" You shook your head "No, but when you left, he was the only one there for me and provided comfort when I needed it. We weren't trying to hurt you earlier; he just knew I was tense and tried to calm me down."

Steve crossed his arms over his chest and took a deep breath "Do you have feelings for him?" You were taken aback, why is he asking these questions, was he judging you for how you repaired yourself? "I don't think that's any of your business anymore." You rolled your eyes and went to walk away. “Wait, Y/N there’s more I need to tell you. I figured it would be easier coming from me.” You turned to face him again, he took a deep breath. You’ve never seen Steve so nervous before “Peggy is here too.” Your breath hitched and you nodded slowly “Is that all?” He nodded and you walked away. You wish you could be happy for him but he left you behind. ‘He left’ kept echoing in your head

You and Bucky were lying on your bed, his head lying between your legs on top of your stomach, you aimlessly played with his hair while he talked about something Sam did, you weren't really paying attention you were too busy thinking about the questions Steve was asking. "So, I was thinking of shaving my head and getting a skull tattoo." Your head snapped in his direction "What?!" He chuckled "What's on your mind?" You sighed and stared at the ceiling "Is it Steve?" You heard the sadness in his voice, it wasn't what he thought, you didn't want to get back with Steve it was just the questions he asked. You took a deep breath "It's not that I want to get back with him, he was just asking questions about us and asked if I had feelings for you." Bucky turned on his side and looked up at you "And you told him that it was none of his business, right?"

You nodded and looked down at him "Does he know we had sex?" You shook your head and sat up "No, I didn't tell him we had sex I didn't think he would want to hear 'Hey Steve, I'm having sex with your best friend, welcome back.' Kinda sounds a little messed up." Bucky let out a hearty laugh "You got a point." Bucky looked down between your legs then back at you “Speaking of sex.” He leaned down and gently kissed your thigh, you looked down at Bucky as he left several soft kisses up and down your thighs. You shutter under his touch “Bucky, is now really a good time?” He dragged the tip of his tongue down the inside of your thigh not breaking eye contact with you. “If you want, I’ll stop.” You wanted nothing more than for him to devour you and help you relieve your stress.

You bit your bottom lip and nodded slightly at him; he pulled your underwear to the side and instantly latched onto your clit sucking gently. Over the years Bucky learned what your body wanted, how you wanted, and especially what drove you crazy and that was his tongue. To him, it was just a tongue but to you, it was the best thing in the world. Bucky moaned against your skin sending vibrations straight to your clit, which made you moan out his name. Bucky knew the effect he had on you and used it to his advantage. Your fingers found their way to his hair tugging slightly as he swirled his tongue all around your throbbing wet pussy, you arched your back and spread your legs farther to give him more access. You felt your orgasm creeping up, you began rolling your hips against his face “B-Buck, I’m close.” As soon as he heard those words he latched onto your clit this time sucking a little harder than before, you cried out in pleasure before releasing all of your juices onto his face.

You laid there breathless as he sucked up all the juice until every last drop was gone. “Y/N, you okay?” You lazily nodded and watched as he crawled up beside you, you kicked off your underwear and got on your knees while pulling his boxers down, you wanted nothing more than to climb on top and feel his dick stretch you out. You watched his dick bounce back from his waistband, you licked your lips and took his dick in your hand slowly pumping up and down. As much as you love to tease him you really didn’t want to waste any time, you took his entire length in your mouth, choking a bit until you started to breathe through your nose, you bobbed your head up and down earning a low growl from Bucky, you looked up and saw him watching you. You smirked and pulled back swirling your tongue around his tip.

Bucky reached down and grabbed you by the throat pulling you up to his face so he could kiss you, there was something different about the kiss but you didn’t care you kissed him back. You reached down between his legs and slowly sat down on his dick, as soon as it entered he flipped you on your back and started thrusting roughly into you. Bucky was always rough with you and you loved every minute of it mainly because it was him. His hand still on your throat, he used his vibranium hand to make small circles on your clit, this sent you into overdrive. “B-Bucky” You managed to moan out between gasps, Bucky’s thrusts got sloppier and slower as he tried not to cum so fast, he wanted to savor the moment, just then there was a knock at the door “Uh, just a minute.”

But they didn’t listen and walked in anyway. It was Steve “Buck, I have to- Woah, uh I’m sorry… Y/N?” You mentally smacked yourself putting your hands over your face, mumbling ‘fuck’. Bucky looked down at you then back at Steve “Uh, Steve, could you give me a minute.” Steve was so angry that it literally looked like steam was coming out of his ears, he nodded and slammed the door behind him, Bucky looked down at you “So, where were we?” You rolled your eyes and pushed him off of you “Are you kidding me right now? We just got caught by your best friend and my ex. Do you not realize how that looks?” Bucky stood up putting sweatpants on “It looks like his ex girlfriend moved on after he left her for someone else.” As much as the comment hurt he was right. Steve has no right to be mad when he left you, you sighed and mumbled “You’re right…” Bucky looked at you wide eyed “I’m what?” A smile spread across your lips “I’m not saying it again.”

You felt so bad but at the same time, he left you and he has Peggy, he has no right to be mad. You finished getting dressed and headed to meet Bucky and Sam in the living room, you stopped in your tracks when you heard Sam tell them to calm down “Calm down? I just walked in on Bucky and Y/N having sex!” You peeked your head around the corner and saw Steve pacing in front of Bucky, fuming. “You can’t be mad at how she decided to repair what you broke.” Steve stopped in his tracks and looked at Bucky “What I broke? You are my best friend!” You don’t have to see Bucky’s face to know how red it was “You left us! You went back for Peggy you didn’t think about your ‘best friend’ or ‘girlfriend’ when you decided to go back to her.” You leaned your back against the wall sighing quietly maybe it was time to defend yourself. “Hi, you must be Y/N” You flinched and looked at where the voice was coming from and there she was, Peggy Carter.

She was even more gorgeous than you imagined, more than the picture Steve carried around when you two were together “Uh, yeah hi I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.” She smiled sweetly at you and shook your hand “What are they yelling about?” You pointed to yourself “Steve walked in on Bucky and I being… intimate” She cocked her head and raised an eyebrow “Let’s go be a part of this conversation, shall we.” You nodded and walked into the living room with her. Steve’s eyes widened as you both came around the couch and sat on it “Please, gentlemen continue. Pretend like we’re not even here.” You couldn’t tell if she was pissed off or not her calm tone threw you off. You looked at Bucky and frowned, he leaned over and whispered in your ear “It’s okay, doll.” You heard Steve scoff which caused everyone to look at him “I can’t believe you two.” Peggy chuckled and looked Steve in his eyes "I can't believe you, why do you care what she does?" The next words out of Steve's mouth shocked everyone.

"Because I am still in love with her!"

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A/N: I dont know if there will be a part 2. I haven't thought that far yet but, I hope you like it. feedback is much appreciated if anyone wants to be tagged in future fics please message me or leave and ask on what you want to be tagged in or if you want to be tagged in everything.

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[ramblings-of-a-chaotic-neutral]

Hello everyone! Since the "Morgana wants to be allies with Emrys" au received so much support, here's a continuation of that au!

NOTE: You can find part one of this au here!

To recap, in this au, Morgana is never told that Emrys is her doom, and instead assumes that the whole "Emrys is your destiny" thing means that she needs Emrys as her ally in order to achieve her destiny and conquer Camelot. She seeks out Emrys to no avail, but Mordred reveals to her that Merlin is Emrys. She then tries to get Merlin to join her, but he refuses. So, Morgana is trying to fight Arthur for Merlin's friendship so that she can finally take Camelot for herself.

Without further ado, onto the new stuff! Arthur and Morgana first try outdoing each other in terms of physical gifts. Morgana notes how Merlin still lives in relatively poor conditions, so she sends him things like nicer clothes, magic books, and the severed heads of his enemies. Arthur, who still doesn't know about Merlin's magic, gives Merlin new chambers, new furniture, and better pay. This leads to Morgana sending him a chest full of golden coins and jewels, and Arthur has to outdo her and give Merlin an even bigger chest full of gold and as send one to his mother. Morgana has her men steal the chest while it was en route to Ealdor and send it under her name instead.

Arthur gave Merlin access to the royal gardens so that he could just grow his medicinal herbs instead of having to go all the way out into the woods, and then Morgana refurbished the castle run-down nearest Ealdor, had it decked out in all the best finery that magic could conjure, and dedicated it to Merlin.

Merlin, meanwhile, just wanted a break, but he wouldn't get one.

Eventually, Arthur and Morgana get the memo that physical gifts wouldn't work, so they switched tactics.

Morgana then tried to appeal to Merlin a different way. If he wanted Arthur so badly, then she could provide him with an even better version of Arthur! Morgana selected loyal Emrys-worshipping druids who looked and spoke similar to Arthur and sent them to Camelot to try and woo Emrys to their side.

Merlin, waking up and seeing six knock-off Arthurs standing around him: Wait a minute, I've had this sex dream before!

Arthur, barging into Merlin's room because he's late and seeing six knock-off versions of himself standing around Merlin's bed: ... ARTHUR.EXE HAS STOPPED RESPONDING

When Arthur could finally comprehend what was going on, he had the look-alikes all sent to the dungeon. He's not sure who he was more pissed off about: Morgana sending those men, or Merlin looking like he was interested in them. But Arthur couldn't stay mad at Merlin for very long, so his rage was settled on Morgana once more. But how could he outdo a stunt like that?

As Arthur was plotting his next move that night, he caught sight of Merlin sneaking around the castle. He knew that Merlin would never betray Camelot, but Merlin sneaking around right after being offered gifts by Morgana is rather suspicious. Maybe there was more to the situation that Merlin was keeping from Arthur? In any case, Arthur had to follow Merlin, if only to ease his own fears.

So, Arthur stealthily followed Merlin and witnessed him using magic to kill an assassin sent by Morgana. Arthur is shocked by the revelation that Merlin has powerful magic, but all of a sudden Morgana's crusade to lure Merlin to her side made much more sense. He now knows that if he loses Merlin, he'll be losing all of the magic that's been thanklessly protecting him for years.

So, Arthur does the only thing that he can do: repeal the magic ban. The threat of execution for his magic is the one thing that could possibly drive Merlin from his side, so Arthur would simply remove it and thus remove any reason for Merlin to ever leave Camelot. Merlin would be happier and finally feel safe in his own home, and Arthur's wouldn't lose his closest friend (and secretly the object of his affections) to his harpy of a sister. It was a win-win for Arthur!

Arthur, of course, faced staunch resistance from the council, but he was the king at the end of the day, and so the magic ban was revoked. Arthur had a whole speech to the people and a celebratory feast after the repeal of the magic ban was signed into law, but he couldn't take his eyes off of Merlin as he proudly proclaimed to his citizens that magic would no longer be persecuted in Camelot. Arthur knew that he would be late to the feast as he spent the next few hours after his speech holding a sobbing Merlin in his arms, comforting him and whispering sweet reassurances in his ear.

Morgana, upon hearing the news of Arthur's repeal of the magic ban, was furious. It was her destiny to bring magic back to the land with the mighty Emrys by her side, and her idiot brother's!

Morgana became so infuriated by this that she marched her army of sorcerers right up to the gates of Camelot and demanded that Arthur hand over Emrys, or else she would march into the land and tear him away from Arthur by force.

Morgana, yelling at the walls of Camelot: Emrys, get out here! I have hundreds of shirtless himbos with swords for you to choose from! Take your pick! You don't need Arthur!

Arthur met Morgana at the walls (after ordering Merlin to stay behind in the castle so that Morgana couldn't take him and leaving a dozen knights behind so Merlin couldn't use magic to escape and follow Arthur like the annoyingly loyal and devoted friend that he was) and tried to negotiate with her, but Morgana wouldn't budge. After a while though, Arthur had an idea.

Arthur offered Morgana the chance to return to Camelot as a noble guest and live within the castle again, granting her full access to Merlin at all times so that she could try all of her tricks to lure him over to her side. In exchange, Morgana would call off her army and send them away and NOT try to kill anyone while she was living with them. Arthur's offer stated that if she did manage to get Merlin on her side, then she could, as she said, fulfill her destiny and try to take the throne from Arthur.

Arthur's logic was that if Morgana ever did get Merlin as her ally, Arthur's reign was already over then and there. If Merlin ever willingly turned his back on Arthur, then it surely meant that Arthur was no longer fit to be king. However, Arthur was certain that that would never happen. So, to Arthur, this deal would keep Morgana in the castle and keep her from killing anyone, allowing him to try and make amends with his sister.

Morgana thought over the deal for a while. To her, while living in Camelot and not being able to kill her enemies and claim the throne while she was there would be disappointing, having unimpeded access to Emrys would make achieving her destiny much easier, and once Emrys was her ally, they could easily conquer Camelot from within. Yes, Arthur was a fool, and this deal was a straightforward plan for her to take her rightful throne!

To Arthur's surprise, Morgana accepts her deal and sends her army away, willingly entering Camelot, much to the citizens' unease. Morgana glares at him and the knights as they make their way up to the castle.

Morgana was given her old chambers back, which hadn't been touched in the time that she was gone. All of her old clothes and jewelry were still there too.

Morgana settled in very quickly, she didn't have much to bring with her anyways. She'd have to have Mordred send Aithusa over to her though, since the young dragon hadn't been with her at the gates.

For now though, it was time to get down to business: she had to get Emrys to join her cause.

Granted, that might be a bit harder than she anticipated, given that the man in question looked like he had swallowed a lemon when he saw her in the castle. Clearly, he was wary of her, but she was certain that they would grow closer, as their glorious destiny intended!

In the meanwhile, Arthur had foolishly given her a seat at his council, so that she could advise them on magical topics and affairs. She did take great pleasure in seeing the lords and knight at Arthur's round table squirm at the sight of her though.

It didn't take long for Morgana to see how useless and inept Arthur's advisors were at actually running a kingdom. Dear gods, it was a miracle anything got done at all with how much those worthless lords squabbled with each other over inane topics! And all the while, her idiot brother sat in his chair, almost falling asleep!

Morgana was about to get up and storm out of the pointless meeting, but stopped when she saw Emrys, who was standing behind Arthur holding a pitcher and looking at the soon-to-be-deposed king (such a disrespectful job for someone as powerful as Emrys!) with a disappointed frown. Wait, this cold be how Morgana wins him over!

She has to prove to Emrys that she would be a better, more efficient ruler than Arthur! Then he would side with her!

So, Morgana threw herself into outwitting Arthur's useless council and winning arguments against them, making the whole thing much more productive really. She strongarmed them into discussing topics that actually mattered and not their own personal petty squabbles.

She was so busy watched Emrys's reactions that she completely missed how Arthur's eyes lit up with joy at seeing bits and pieces of the old Morgana shine through.

From there, Morgana is slowly redeemed as she tries to prove herself to be a better ruler than Arthur. Arthur has trouble ensuring that the harvest will be plentiful enough? Morgana can use magic to make crops grow with ease! Arthur has trouble negotiating a trade treaty with a neighboring kingdom? Morgana knows how to intimidate them into making a deal favorable for Camelot! Arthur's worried about an invading army getting too close to Camelot! Morgana can blast them all away with the wave of a hand!

Slowly, the people of Camelot become less and less scared of Morgana. As she's redeemed, Merlin gets closer with her again, almost sharing the friendship that they once had. Morgana sees this as a sign that she's close to winning Emrys over, so she doubles down. Morgana gets better, Emrys grows closer, and the cycle repeats itself until Morgana finds herself looking at Arthur and doesn't feel any of that familiar dark rage under her skin that usually accompanies the sight of her brother.

Maybe... maybe she could get used to the idea of staying in Camelot indefinitely, at least until her brother got himself killed. But the world seemed to already be doing a good job of throwing Arthur into deadly situations without her, so maybe she could just sit back in Camelot and teach those idiots in the council how to actually get some work done. Yes, that sounded like a good plan.

And that's all for this au! I hope you all enjoyed it! I have a little surprised planned for my next post, so be sure to stay tuned!

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[itsangelll]

"𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝑒" ღ

pairings: 2008 Tom x f!reader

warnings:THIS IS NOT PROOF READ I apologise for any spelling mistakes. Eating out Dom!tom sub!fem!reader praising

A/n: finally another fic posted 😭 I hope you enjoy <33

You were going to one of Tokio hotels meet and greets, they announced it months ago and you've been dying to go, when you bought the ticket it felt like ages went by until the day finally came. You saw Tom sitting there, his usual beanie and cap, dreads hanging out of the back, the baggiest clothes you've ever seen.

It shocked you when you laid eyes on him. never knew a man could seriously be that gorgeous, as you waited for what seemed like ages, it was finally your go you’ve never been this nervous before in your whole entire life. You first got greeted by Bill, Gustav, then Georg, then finally it was Tom. He looked up at you his demeanour changed very quickly, his eyes softening.

“Hallo” he said in that German accent you were gonna fall (let this happen to me) but greeting you like any other fan “Hi” you smirked a tint of red showing up on your cheeks.

He was really sweet and kind of flirty, playing with his lip piercing from side to side as he looked you up and down. As you were about to leave he grabbed your hand, his hand resting on yours a soft smile spreading on his face “Here take this” He said shyly, you grabbed it and smiled brightly. You were really hoping it was his number it was! “call me sometime xo” his number was scribbled on the note.

You looked behind you seeing him one last time before you left, he caught your eye winking, before turning his attention back to another fan. You couldn’t believe it you were ecstatic you seriously got your celebrity crushes number, you felt like this was all a dream but it wasn’t. After that you guys went on a few dates chatting for hours, getting kicked out of places staying up all night with each other, sending some lewd pics to one another as well.

e seriously did care for you respecting your wishes of not doing anything sexual, cause you were nervous but you never told him the truth was you thought he wasn’t gonna enjoy it and that you’d fuck it up. After around 6 months of dating you and Tom were sitting on the couch you were scared but you wanted to.

“Tom can I talk to you about something?” turning around to face him “Mm sure schatzi what’s up?” turning his face to yours, you sucked a deep breath in finally building up the courage to talk to him about this “I’ve been thinking lately and well I’m ready” your eyes darting towards the ground he grabbed your hand “are you sure? cause we don’t need to if you are-“ “I want to.”

Interrupting him, you couldn’t even comprehend what you just said or what even got you saying this but one thing led to another, Tom grabbed your hand and led you upstairs when you guys got into your room he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you close then placing his lips on yours.

Wrapping your arms around his neck your lips moulded with his, melting into his touch. You’ve never been this close with anyone before, but with Tom it felt amazing adrenaline was pumping through your veins each passing minute.

Tom pushed you softly on the bed, removing his shirt revealing his toned torso, you couldn’t help but wander your eyes around his body, “are you really sure about this?” He asked tracing circled on your thigh you nodded, He took off your shirt and skirt leaving you in your pink lace set, Tom groaned at the sight of you “you look beautiful” his tongue grazing over his bottom lip.

He hooked his fingers around the sides of your underwear softly sliding them down and throwing the piece of clothing somewhere in the bedroom, his eyes wandered down to your wet glistening cunt, “such a pretty sight” he murmured. Tom moved your legs apart giving more access, he dipped his head between your legs without any warning his tongue delved deep into your wet soaking cunt.

You couldn’t help but moan you had no idea he could be so good at this, “Fuck Tom yes please just like that” your hand tangling in his hair he let out a groan of satisfaction, he attacked your clit kissing and sucking showing no signs of stopping your head was spinning your eyes starting to go glossy from the pleasure.

His hands gripped at your thighs bound to leave marks tomorrow, he moved his tongue up and down between your folds hitting that g spot repeatedly arching your back, your thighs suffocating him but he loved that feeling, he loved that he knew no one could ever get you feeling like this ever. His hand moved up to kneed your breast, your nipples hardening underneath his touch, “Fuck Liebe you taste so so good.” his voice vibrated against your cunt.

You felt pure ecstasy the way his tongue felt on your clit was amazing, the knot in stomach tightening each minute “T-Tom im close” you moaned out your legs starting to give in gripping his hair even tighter his tongue moved faster against your clit, with that you came all over his tongue. He moved his mouth once at your walls once again collecting any remaining juices.

Tom then hovered over you and pressed sloppy kisses against your neck then holding you close to him, “you did so well for me Miene Liebe I love you so much.”

A/n: another fic outt I’ll try and keep actively posting but this is not proof read and I was a bit tipsy while writing this but I hope you guys enjoyed mwah mwah bye cuties <33

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[silveredspoons]

Where Is Your Boy Tonight?

SUMMARY: Art loved Tashi. Art would do anything for Tashi. That includes leaving you alone on your birthday because she needed him. Luckily for you, you have his best friend and a bottle of champagne stashed under your dorm bed.

Patrick Zweig x Reader

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WARNINGS: P in V Sex, Fingering, Infidelity, Cheating, MDNI

You knew when you started dating Art Donaldson that you weren’t going to be his number one. Hell, you weren’t even top three, but you thought that he could at least spend one night pretending that you were somewhat important to him. That’s harsh. He did love you, just not as much as he loved Tashi, or Tennis or even Patrick.

That’s how you found yourself alone on your birthday, slightly tipsy from the drinks you had previously at the bar with your friends (drinks that Art was meant to attend but had never showed up to). You were trying to wrangle the heels strapped to your feet off and toss them across your single dorm room, but maybe it was the alcohol, or more likely the fury of being abandoned on your fucking birthday, but the tiny buckles would not budge. You could only let out a frustrated groan and throw yourself backwards on your single bed, giving up on the removal of your clothes.

You really shouldn’t be as mad you as you were, you had full expectations that something would come up that would distract Art. It was more maddening that he hadn’t even acknowledge you today at all, no happy birthday message, no sorry I can’t make it text, not even flowers delivered to your door. A better woman would probably leave him, realise that being fourth in someone’s life isn’t what they deserve and move on with their life. You were not a better woman, not yet at least, you were still young. Still making mistakes and choosing to stay with a guy who doesn’t truly love you.

You weren’t desperate. There were good things about being with Art as well, like when you guys would fuck in his dorm, and he’d hold your face in his hands and brush the hair off of your face and kiss your forehead. Or, when he would surprise you after class with coffee, a snack and the kindest eyes you had ever seen. He was kind when he wanted to be, and he gave you affection that you hadn’t received before. It was just frustrating that, that affection was only available to you when he couldn’t have Tashi. All she would have to do is look in his direction and he’d go running over to her, you could only assume that she was the one who had stolen his attention today. Usually, you could forgive her for it, it’s not her fault that your boyfriend was in love with her, but surely, she could have given you just this one day.

It was during this pity party you heard the knock on your door. Hard, quick and loud you could tell who it was before even opening the decorated door. You couldn’t help but let a small smile creep up on your face and you rolled yourself off of your bed and stumbled to answer the knocking that had yet to stop.

“You know most people text when they’re coming over” you smiled as you pulled the door open, Patrick's smug face staring back at you from where he leaned against the door frame.

“And where is the fun in that? It’s supposed to be a surprise.” You didn’t even get the chance to properly respond before Patrick had snagged you into his arms and held you close. You were sure that you smelt of vodka (which you had licked off your body by a stranger earlier that night in a wild moment of freedom) but that was nothing compared to the smell of beer radiating off of Patrick.

You groaned as you tried to escape his hold. It wasn’t unusual for you and Patrick to find yourselves alone together, despite both of you dating others it wasn’t unseen by the two of you how they usually left the two of you to talk. Which is probably why you had a tipsy Patrick at your door.

“Where are the wonder twins?” You questioned, once finally free from his grip. Patrick snorted as he threw himself onto your bed, leaving you to shut the door behind him and crawl into the small available space he had left on the bed.

“Talking tennis of course. Apparently, it’s very important that they spend the rest of the night going over Art’s new life as a lap dog.” You snorted in turn at Patrick's cruel remark, you wouldn’t usually laugh at him teasing Art but tonight you were pissed and didn’t really care about his feelings.

“I see, and that means you are shunned to the doghouse?” You joked. Patrick rolled his eyes, and he moved his body over to allow you more space on the bed, which you took greedily. The two of you laid next to each other, you bare knee brushing against his thigh as his head was laid next to your chest. You rested on your arm to look down at him and couldn’t help but frown at the crestfallen look he had on his face. You had chosen to be fourth in Art’s life, Patrick didn’t. Without thinking you reached your unoccupied hand down to his face to brush the slightly damp curls out of his face.

“Wanna drink?” You asked, quick to change the subject away from the neglect the two of you had faced.

“God yes.” Patrick moaned and you laughed before you reached down under you bed and grabbed the bottle of champagne that had been stashed there this morning. A gift from a friend, the card still attached to the neck of the bottle. It wasn’t expensive of course, which college student can afford good champagne? But it would get the job done.

“Happy birthday, hope this helps you get screwed?” Patrick read out, clutching the card that came with the bottle, eyebrows raised as he looked up at you. You couldn’t help the blush that spread across your chest, and you snatched it from his hands and thrown it across the room. The joke your friend had written quickly becoming unfunny when coming from Patrick’s mouth.

“When was your birthday?” Patrick questioned as you moved on to opening the bottle, hands clasped around the neck and thumbs pushing the cork to loosen it. You looked into his eyes and felt the blush only grow higher as you realised his eyes were trained on your hands. Hands that held the bottle much like you would hold a certain appendage. You looked away, eyes trained onto the alarm clock on your bed side table, bright red number reading ten past midnight.

“’About ten minutes ago” you muttered, hand gripping the top of the cork and pulling it off with a flourish. You barely had a chance to react the bubbles overflowing over the top before Patrick's lips were wrapped around the opening and sucking down the spillage. You shivered as you watched his tongue dart around the neck of the bottle, briefly touching your fingers before he pulled away in shock.

“Wait what? It’s your birthday?” Patrick moved into a sitting up position on the bed, joining you. There was no space between the two of you, legs tangled up together as you passed the bottle to him. He took a small swig before pressing it back into your hands. Once freed from the bottle he dropped his hands onto your thighs, bare due to the fact your mini dress had ridden up and now sat high on your legs, barely covering your lace clad ass.

“Was. It’s over now.” You replied bitterly taking a large gulp of the warm champagne. Maybe if you were sober, you would realise what position you were currently in with your boyfriend’s best friend, maybe if you were a better woman, you would remove yourself from his grip and ask him to leave. But you were not a better woman, you were angry and tipsy and all you wanted was to feel those hands all over your body.

“Shouldn’t you be out celebrating still? Where’s Art to give you a birthday treat?” Patrick's hands wandered further up your legs as he questioned you. He knew he was pushing the boundaries of what friends should be doing but he couldn’t help it. His best friend and girlfriend had kicked him out of Art’s dorm and left him to fend for himself. And how was he supposed to resist you when you had looked like that, strappy heels digging into the bed next to him, mascara smudged from where you had rubbed your eyes, lace panties peeking through the gaps of legs.

“Like you said, the lap dogs busy.” You held the bottle up to Patrick's lips and couldn’t not ogle as he let you tip it further back, forcing him to take more of the champagne. The bottle was only about halfway drunk, but you were sure that it was providing more than enough courage for the both of you. You pulled the bottle away from his lips, now glistening from the liquid and bent backwards to place it on the floor of your bedroom. Chest on display for Patrick’s gaze.

You righted yourself on the bed once more, your body now pressed against Patrick’s. It was a bad idea, to be here with him right now. But Art was with Tashi, and the way Patrick was looking at you as if you were the most divine being on the planet was enough for you to close the gap between the two of you and press your lips on his. It wasn’t even a full second before Patrick’s hands gripped your hips tight and pushed his lips onto yours in return. It was messy, you tasted of cheap alcohol and he of smokes. Your tongues both danced with each other’s, licking the backs of teeth, sliding against wetted lips. Your hands gripped his curls, and you tugged without thought, holding him in your embrace. Patrick’s moan did not go unnoticed by you, and you let the smirk spread across your face and you pushed him down on the bed.

It was a short-lived act of dominance though before Patrick pulled away with teeth pulling your lip, taking your body in his hands he flipped you around without much effort. You let out a surprised squeak as you back smacked lightly onto your bed, without even a moment’s notice you felt Patrick grip your wrists in his large hand and hold them above your head.

You were so unused to this forcefulness, with Art everything was more delicate, more worshiping. Usually, it would be you who took charge, whispering dirty things into his ear as you gripped his cock, teasing him for at least an hour before he even got to touch you. Patrick was so the opposite of this, taking your body in his hands as if he owned you, as if you were his to use as he wished.

“God your boyfriend is an idiot for missing out on this” Patrick whispered in your ear as he leaned down to kiss along your neck. You were ashamed of the heat that rose to your core at the mention of Art. You tried to buck your hips into Patrick’s, but he only smirked as he moved them away, clearly not eager to give you the satisfaction of his cock just yet.

“You like that? Thinking about Art as I mark you?” You could only nod as Patrick sucked a dark spot into the side of your neck, you knew you would be unable to hide that under a turtleneck and the thought drove you wild as you imagined Art’s reaction.

“Please” You begged, pulling your leg up his back trying to drag Patrick closer to you. You tried to give your best pleading eyes as you begged again, unsure of what you were even after. Patrick's smug laugh only further irritated you but you request was granted as his spare hand reached up to cup your breast. His hands pulled down the thin straps of your dress, fingers flicking your nipples and you shuddered in pleasure as his lips soon joined. You threw your head back against your baby pink pillows and managed to pull a hand out of Patrick’s grip allowing you to thread your hands into his dark curls and pull him closer to your chest.

“Fuck me” You moaned and your felt Patrick smirk against your soft skin.

“I’m trying.”

You rolled your eyes and lightly smacked him upon the head earning a laugh out of the boy on top of you. You felt Patrick's body retreat from your own as he lent back to take in the sight of you. The straps of your dress had now fallen down completely, your breasts on display and purpled from his adventures. His fingers danced at the hem of dress, slowly pushing it up to reveal the lace red panties you had worn for Art, Patrick’s eyes darkened at the sight as if knowing these were worn for his best friend. Your hands pushed at the hem of his shirt a silent plea for him to take it off, which he gladly obliged, throwing it somewhere in the corner of your room.

You allowed yourself the chance to ogle at Patrick’s chest, the trail of hair that went down past his pants made you flush, and you couldn’t stop yourself from letting your hands reach out and play with the dark curls. Patrick shivered under touch, and it was your chance to smirk at his pleasure. You raked your nails down the sides of his stomach towards back, hands slipping under his pants and gripping his ass over his boxers. Patrick moaned as his body fell back towards yours and you pressed your lips into his neck and up to his ear, teeth pulling at the lobe as your hands continued to explore his body.

Before you knew it Patrick was digging his clothed dick into your heat, hand tangled in your hair as you turned your head towards his, mouths meeting in a messy make out. Your moans filled the room, and you felt your eyes roll back as Patrick’s hand found the top of your underwear, fingers pulling at the elastic band and letting it smack into your skin. It was without warning before his hand was shoved under the lace, between your legs and finger gliding up your already wet slit before he placed two fingers around your clit. He allowed them to tease the bud lightly, making you whine in desperation, before he pressed down and began rubbing circles into it. It was rough and clumsy, and you could tell that while Art would do this to get you off, for your pleasure this was all for Patrick’s. Just the beginning to the pleasure he wished to seek from you.

“I need you inside of me. Please fuck me.” You beg as Patrick’s finger dipped into your hole, they were thicker than Arts as well, though not as long, but the stretch was heavenly. The pace was fast and unforgiving, leaving you breathless as he pushed it further into you.

“What would Art do?” Patrick asked, lips pressing into your neck again, adding a second finger into your hole. You moaned at the mention of Arts name and your breath hitched as you felt his fingers curl up and press into the right spot.

“Could he make you moan like this huh? Bet he regrets leaving you here to fend for yourself, where anyone could have you.” Patrick's words only spurred you on as you felt yourself nearing the edge. Your fingers dug into his back as breathy whines left your lips.

“Only you can do this, only moaning like this for you.” You managed to sputter out, which only seemed to spur Patrick on more, pace speeding up as if he knew you were about to come. In a few well positioned strokes and dirty words about how unfortunate Art was to be missing out on your moans you felt yourself coming on his fingers, a high-pitched moan that would leave your neighbours covering their ears left your throat as you pressed your breasts into Patrick’s chest. You felt yourself coming down as Patrick slowly fucked you with his fingers, before pulling them out and holding them to your lips. It was without a thought in the world that you wrapped your lips around his fingers, tongue pressing in between them as you sucked on them. You held eye contact with Patrick and felt the way his hips pressed down into yours.

“Fuck you are such a dirty slut” Patrick whispered, and you were shocked by the way the words went straight to your core. He pulled his fingers out from your mouth, letting them drag down your lips and face, wiping the spit onto your chest. You felt dirty and used in the best way possible, something Art had never done before.

“I need to fuck you.” Patrick stated, hands reaching down to his own pants, undoing them and pulling them down enough to pull his cock out. You could feel your mouth drop as you took in the sight in front of you. Art wasn’t small by any means, always filling you up, making you feel like you couldn’t take more, but Patrick was big. While the same length as Art’s the girth was almost double.

“I think you might break me with that” You joked, and Patrick smirked as he pulled your panties down your legs. You blindly reached into your bedside table before finding a condom and tossing it to Patrick. He only winked at you as he tore open the foil packet and rolled the latex down his cock, pumping it a few times to get him prepared.

“Turn over” Patrick demanded, and you did so without complaint. Your dress was now scrunched up to your waist, with your tits on full display. Patrick’s hand went straight into your hair, pressing your top half down further into the mattress as his other hand took his cock and began teasing you along your slit.

“Are you just gonna play with it or fuck me like a man?” You questioned but the words were cut off as Patrick inserted his full length into your hole in one thrust. Your mouth fell open as Patrick began a harsh pace, his dick forcing you open in a way you had never experienced before. You felt a smack on your ass before Patrick gripped it within his hand, using it to pull your body on and off his cock.

You tried to form some sort of wording, to tell him how good it felt but all you managed were short whines and a few fucks as his hips slammed into yours. You couldn’t help but get wetter as you heard him moan from behind you, it was like listening to a tennis match only this time you weren’t bored out of your mind.

“Fuck just like that, you’re so big oh my god” You managed to mutter as Patrick pulled your body back up, your back now pressed against his chest. You could feel the sweat between your bodies and your head lolled to the side as he pressed his fingers back into your mouth, his tongue licking the side of your neck while his spare hand reached down to rub fast circles into your clit.

“How’s the princess liking her birthday present huh?” Patrick asked, as he groaned into your ear, you could only nod and moan, your hands gripping his arms as you let the pleasure take over your body. You couldn’t seem to focus on anything he said anymore as his cock slammed into you over and over again, ripping any breaths out of you,

“You wanna come again?” Patrick teased, fingers speeding up on your clit and you nodded moaned.

“Please, please make me cum” You begged, and Patrick grunted into your ear, picking up his pace. You let your body go limp as he fucked you like a toy, tears now gathered at the corners of your eyes. Patrick noticed and without hesitation licked your face of the tears that had fallen down, his spit covered your faced and with that you felt the band inside you snap and you were coming again.

Patrick let you ride out your high before he was pushing your face back into the bed, his hands now gripping your hips and fucking into you as if you were some sort of flesh light as he chased his own high. It was only a few moments before he was moaning into your ear and filling up the condom.

The two of you stayed like that for a minute, sweaty chest pressed into your back, with kisses peppering your shoulder. His hand came up to brush the hair out of your face as you twisted your neck to the side so you could kiss him, his cock softening inside of you. With slow movement Patrick removed himself from you and slid of the condom tying it in a not and chucking into the small bin you hid under your desk. You rolled yourself over as he came to lay down next to you once again, you allowed yourself to be pulled into his arms and you laid your head onto his chest. Your fingers danced across his skin as he rubbed your arm, silence over taking the room. As if the weight of what the two of you had just done finally settled.

“We can’t tell Art.” You spoke. The words hung in the air, neither of you wanting to push the topic further.

“Or Tashi.” Patrick replied and you look up at him only to find him staring at you.

“It was just a one-time thing between friends. A birthday present.” You reasoned and Patrick snorted, you couldn’t help but let yourself giggle at the absurdity of it all too.

“Pretty fucking good birthday present.”

A/N: So I watched Challengers and of course I was fucking hooked. I am honestly an Art girly but we all know that that man is obsessed with Tashi so I do not stand a chance (also he is fictional). So instead here is some sex with Patrick. I have never written smut before so I am very sorry if it is bad and clunky, its hard to write about sex without it sounding kinda cringe I wont lie. Also I haven't edited this but need to get it out there.

#patrick zweig #art donaldson #challengers #patrick zweig x reader #challengers x reader #patrick zweig x reader smut #art donaldson x reader #tashi duncan #patrick zweig x tashi duncan #art donaldson x tashi duncan

[justaz]

this got longer than i meant it to so im putting it under the cut

merlin and morgana watching arthur and gwen be The Couple in camelot. they are heartbroken, jealous, and tired- no, exhausted. they've arthur and gwen for years and fell madly and hopelessly in love with them (respectively). however, they care for the both of them and if they’re happy together then merlin and morgana will simply bite their tongue. besides, its not like their feelings are reciprocated so there’s no use in stirring up trouble.

but the pain eats away at them until they are shadows of their previous selves. merlin is quiet and demure while morgana’s lighthearted snark is growing harsher and harsher. it comes to a head when morgana makes a scathing remark to merlin about his feelings. before, her comments had been directed at others, arthur more often than not, but never toward merlin. they were in the same boat so why would morgana target him?

but she did and things get a little tense. then merlin finds a spell and shows morgana and the two of them, utterly exhausted and desperate for an end to their agony, agree to take part in the spell together. merlin concocts the potion and they both down it. the next day, merlin and morgana are as happy as can be. it was a startling 180° from the morose and downtrodden duo they had been not even twelve hours before to the happy, on cloud nine, nothing is wrong with the world people that hummed as they danced around the castle

merlin and morgana exclaim to one another how freeing it is to not feel such a heavy burden of unrequited love. they mention how easy it is to breath. how they haven’t been this happy and carefree in years. of course, like everything else, there comes a price

to be rid of feelings like love, the opposite feeling would take it’s place. a lot of people believe the opposite of love to be hate, but it is in fact indifference. it starts off slow where gwen makes inside jokes that morgana cant remember. then it moves to them having trouble remembering arthur and gwen’s names. then their memories begin to rewrite themselves to remove arthur and gwen from their minds. eventually, they roam the halls, arm in arm, without even a glance at either arthur or gwen bc they cant find it in themselves to care about these two random strangers. who would?

arthur and gwen go to gaius who has already noted their odd behaviors and has been looking into it. the rest of the knights join them in gaius’s chambers bc they had also noticed how weird they were acting. lancelot is quiet and brooding until arthur pushes him to confess what he knows.

lancelot tells them how he fell for gwen the first time he had come to camelot. she flushes and arthur seems upset but lancelot continues. he tells them all how despite, or maybe because of, his love for gwen, he let her go to be with arthur bc she was happy with him. he hesitates and gwen encourages him. lancelot mentally apologizes to his two magical friends and spills the beans. he explains how morgana has loved gwen for years and how merlin has loved arthur for years. the three of them had bonded after arthur and gwen were engaged about how much it hurt watching the person you love be happy with someone else.

slowly, he pulls out a vial filled with glittering, dark red liquid - dark like blood. he hands it to gaius and explains how they had come to him a few days ago with that and said how it would cure his pain. it would wash away his love for gwen so he wasn’t crushed under the weight of it. he says he never took it bc he didn’t think it was right but merlin and morgana had already taken it. he wasn’t sure what the side effects were going to be until he saw them that afternoon.

gaius finds what the potion is and explains how it did in fact wash away their feelings of love for arthur and gwen and with the absence of love, indifference took hold. he wasn’t sure if their missing memories could be attributed to the indifference or if the spell took to wiping the memories to prevent the love from regrowing.

arthur and gwen are quiet, guilty and upset that their closest friends were going thru such turmoil and they weren’t aware at all. leon clears his throat and asks how to cure them. gaius grimaces and read the book a bit more before responding that a counter potion would do the trick, it would neutralize the previous potion by bringing back their memories and feelings. arthur is quick to agree but gaius interrupts that once the counter potion has been administered, everything will come back at once. everything.

they question him and he explains that every memory, every word spoken, every touch, and every feeling from the past 7+ years will run through them at the same time. considering they’ve been dealing with unreciprocated love and watching the one they love be with someone else for the past couple of years, it wouldn’t be that farfetched to assume that they would look and sound like dying animals. suffice to say, it wouldn’t be pretty.

in spite of the guilt and fear in arthur, he insists that they have to bring merlin and morgana back. he doesn’t want to put them in pain but he cant just let them wipe themselves away and continue on with his life as if he didn’t just lose his best friend and sister. they spike merlin and morgana’s wine with the potion and, as gaius predicted, merlin and morgana both drop to the floor, screaming and crying in pain, pleading with anyone to make it stop and take the pain away.

gwen hides her tears in elyan’s shoulder, arthur uses his long taught skill of being an Emotionless Prick of a Prince his father taught him to not cry. the tears stay in his eyes and do not fall. a few minutes later, merlin and morgana are both catatonic on the ground, limp and staring at nothing. their breathing is slow, so slow they almost appeared dead.

lancelot and gwaine help merlin up and take him to his chambers while leon and percival do the same for morgana. no one mentions what happened and merlin and morgana stay locked in their rooms for two days before being able to get up out of bed. they aren’t back to their shadow selves from two weeks prior, nor are they the happy go lucky duo from the past few days. instead, they are slow and quiet and barely even there. they’re barely even people anymore. simply going through the motions.

#bbc merlin #angst #so much angst #unrequited love #merthur #morgwen #gwencelot #arwen #despite the fact that they made the potions to bring merlin and morgana back #they still lost them in the end #perhaps there is a happy ending in sight #but im not putting it here bc this is for the ANGST #magic spells and potions #merlin emrys #arthur pendragon #morgana pendragon #gwen guinevere #lancelot du lac #arthur and gwen’s relationship being so tense and unsure now #before theyw ere as happy as could be and completely unashamed about showing off their love #now that they know their best friends - two of the most important people in the world to them #are in pain simply because of their affections for each other…..they cant bring themselves to do it #fanfiction #fanfic #fic ideas #headcanon #head canon #hc

[042502]

ᰔ ˚. ࣪ ⊹ christopher or carrington.

𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . pairing : chris sturniolo x fem!reader.

𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . summary : They link you to Carrington for interacting with him on stream and later a video is leaked where you appear with Chris, your relationship with Chris was private. Carrington intervenes and this makes Chris insecure.

𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . content : established couple, private relationship, jealous Chris! Carrigton! Streamer! Reader.

𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . notes : My first language is not English. I spent about three weeks receiving this because I didn't really like it, Now it's much better than the main idea. I hope you enjoy it. I leave you the masterlist below.

“New romance! Y/n you are dating Christopher Sturniolo!” You slide your finger across the screen. “Christopher Sturniolo and Y/n confirm their relationship” you slide your finger again. “Y/n and…” again. “The streamer and the YouTuber…” again. “Carrington…” you turn off your cell phone to throw it away from you.

Chris looks at you from his desk and you look away from his, he lets out a loud sigh and leaves his position to go to you on the bed.

“Don't worry, this is just a moment, it will pass and everyone will forget this” he holds your hand in his, caressing it gently.

“It is not something that is easily forgotten… it is a controversy, you know very well how everyone gets when it is a controversy” You press your face into his chest and Chris wraps his arms around you, giving you warmth.

“Have you spoken to Carrington?” Without moving from your position you answer no.

“No, not yet” Chris lets go of you and you step back to look at him.

“I'm sorry for the way you found out everything.” 

A video had been leaked of a meeting between friends where in the background you see yourself talking animatedly with your boyfriend and suddenly he approaches you hugging you.

The video was filtered by mistake, soon your social networks and Chris's exploded, even those of his brothers. You and Chris decided that nothing would be removed since it was everywhere. Although they still haven't clarified anything. 

You haven't been streaming since, Chris has recorded the videos and hasn't answered any questions about it.

Today you are in Chris's room trying to resolve this situation. You had been in a relationship with Chris for four months now and on your part you had distanced yourself from Carrignton quite a bit. Right now on TikTok there are thousands of chimenteros commenting on the situation. 

Speculating about the connection you have with both of them and so on, some say that you cheated on Carrington with Christopher, Others simply say that you are not dating either of them and are only friends with both of them, others that you are dating Carrignton and that the leaked video is taken out of context. 

The truth is, you've flirted with Carrington and he's flirted with you, but you never progressed beyond that. There have been a lot of comments on Instagram posts and sometimes he would write in the chat of your stream, but they never came out officially. 

One day you just got to know Chris better and the chemistry between the two of them flowed naturally, they started dating and it was all very private, they felt very comfortable that way. Of course you had gradually stopped flirting with Carrington and distanced yourself from him quite a bit.

They hadn't gone beyond a few kisses at some parties they both went to and that's it. You never clarified your relationship with Carrignton, you assume it's because Chris suddenly appeared and everything changed.

“I should have talked to him before… do you think he took it the wrong way?” You ask Chris and he thinks for a moment before answering.

“They were kind of a thing, no labels, still I guess he would be a little upset.” 

After a few weeks you talked to Carrington, things were fine. He wasn't upset, although he acknowledged that he had feelings for you and felt bad for not moving forward when he had the chance.

Regarding your relationship with Chris, they decided not to give statements. That this would be better, only you two should know the truth.

You were on a stream when you read Carrington's messages in the chat, many of your subscribers were excited to see him there again and so were you.

“Hey! Hey! Carrington!” You greet him with a wide smile.

The broadcast takes its normal course, talking about various topics and new video games that you might play. Then you read Carrington's message again asking them to do a collaboration soon.

“Of course, write to me to confirm” you were happy to still be able to maintain your friendship with him. 

What you didn't expect was for Chris to not be so happy about it.

“So you'll do a broadcast with Carrington?” He had a neutral expression and his arms were crossed over his chest.

“Yes, I'm excited to do it. I have a lot of good ideas that we can do together, tell me what you think” you sit next to Chris and your fingers move quickly on your cell phone in search of the ideas you had to show your boyfriend.

Chris just helped you, but he wasn't very happy with the collaboration. He saw you very happy and didn't want to ruin that.

On the day of the broadcast, Chris logged in and saw you sitting next to Carrington, both of you looking good and happy. They were building Legos on the broadcast, that was the idea Chris told him that sounded interesting. 

“Hey because you already have that almost finished” Carrington points to your practically finished piece.

“You're too slow a loser,” you mock. 

During the broadcast they talk about different topics and sometimes tell some anecdotes that happened together.

“Do you remember Tara's party?” Carrington asks you, as he joins two pieces together.

“Yes, what with that?” You read the instructions carefully as you speak.

“You should tell them what happened that day” you look up at your companion and frown.

"What are you taking about?" 

“Wow! It hurts me that you will forget it” Carrington puts his hand to his chest, feigning pain. “That's a good story, y/n had drunk too much that day” he starts to tell and you laugh.

“If my parents see this broadcast and find out that I got dirty before I was 21, they will beat me,” you joke.

“Come on, you're 20, it's not the end of the world if you drink before you're 21. The joke is that you were so drunk that she was more affectionate than usual” when you hear those words you freeze.

"Yes, I guess so. Hey, how are you doing with the lego?” You try to divert the topic of conversation.

“Wait I want to tell this, she just jumped on me and kissed me. "It was very crazy, I didn't expect him to do something like that." 

"Shut up!" You scream.

The transmission tried to take a quick turn, although everything was already uncomfortable, you finished the transmission and you were very upset.

"Why did you say that?" You ask Carrington.

“It's just a funny story, there's nothing wrong with it.” Carrington had a wide smile as if what he was doing wasn't a bad thing.

“No, you know I'm with Chris and he watches my streams” Carrington interrupts you.

"That? Didn't you tell him that you kissed me that night? Wait, you and him were already dating at that time? Wow! I didn’t expect that from you” his words only made you more upset.

“I want you to leave now, go” 

Carrington left your house, but before he left he told you that you better talk to Chris if you didn't want your relationship with him to end. 

You knew they would argue, because you brought it up. You call him on the phone and ask him if he saw the broadcast, Chris tells you that he did and you ask him to come see you so you can talk.

Chris accepts and goes to see you, when he entered he had a neutral expression. He hasn't said a single word, he just walked in and sat down. 

“Chris, I'm sorry…” 

“I'm upset, I asked you many times if something had happened between you and him and you denied it to me. "I asked you if you liked it and you said no." 

"I do not like him!" You say and Chris clicks his tongue.

“Then why did you kiss him when you were with me? Things happen to you with him” Chris's voice was hard, he was very serious and his lips moved violently accompanying his words. 

“He says I did it, but I honestly don't remember doing it… it's a stupid excuse but I seriously don't remember it.” Your eyes were teary, since you've been dating Chris you've never had arguments like this.

You never heard Chris yell at you, even Chris had never seen you shed tears like this. 

“Why did you agree to collaborate with him?” Chris asks you now in a lower tone, but you could still feel the anger in every word.

“Because I thought we were friends and that we could just sit down and talk.” There was silence in the room. “Chris, I swear I have no other intentions with Carrignton, I don't even want to be his friend anymore. "I love you very much and I don't want to lose what we have." 

“I love you too, but it's hard for me to know that.” 

“I'm sorry, I don't remember what I did that day.” 

Chris stands up, stays in front of you for a few seconds, but walks forward, still passing you to leave your house. 

You don't know exactly how things are with Chris now, he's just gone and you haven't seen each other since that day. They haven't even texted each other, you could send him one but you know he won't respond so you're waiting for him to… but something tells you he won't either.

They're not finished, or that's what you think.

However, you had to continue with the transmissions. The chat was still asking about Carrington and so you decided to talk.

“I'm going to talk about this only once and we won't talk about it again, I'm no longer friends with Carrington, I'm not interested in being one, I don't want to talk to him again, absolutely nothing. I thought we were friends, but we're not. What he did was hurt me and I don't want people like that in my life right now.” The chat was confused, I didn't quite understand the point why you were distancing yourself from him again.

Later you receive a call from a close friend, who surprises you by saying that she has something to tell you about Carrington.

“I just found out about all this about Carrington, Enzo just told me that he saw how Carrington kissed you that night. He took advantage of the fact that she was very drunk to do it, because he knew you wouldn't push him away and you still pushed him away screaming at him that you were dating Chris.” Your heart beats fast with the words you just heard. “I'm sorry I didn't tell you this, but Enzo just told me. I'm upset with him for hiding it, you know if he knew I wouldn't let him.  

You thank him and grab your things to go see Chris and tell him everything. When you get home you look for him desperately.

“Chris?!” You walk into the room and he was in his headphones while using his laptop. When he sees your body standing in front of his door, he lowers his headphones and mutters something you don't understand. “We have to talk…” he doesn't utter any words. "Please."

Chris pushes his computer away and you both sit on the bed, Chris's eyes scanning you carefully. He had not seen you for many days and inside he was dying to hug you, to take your hand in his.

“I spoke with Leila, she told me that she spent that night with Carrington. She went with her boyfriend Enzo and he saw Carrignton and me that night, he says that Carrington was the one who kissed me and that I pushed him away to yell at him that I was with you” 

Chris hasn't said anything at all since you arrived, your eyes fluttering as you look at him, you start to feel them burning from holding back tears. On the other hand, Chris is motionless. 

“Chris?” You murmur, trying to gain courage, but your voice breaks.

“I believe you,” he finally speaks and your tears run down your cheeks. “I believe you because Enzo has written to me and told me… I was waiting for him to come here” 

"Because?" you ask and wipe your tears with the sleeve of your sweatshirt.

“Why did I want to kiss you?” He holds your face in his hands and joined his lips with yours. “I'm sorry, you reacted very badly… I just wanted to break that idiot's nose.” 

“Shhh” you silence him and kiss him again and then hug him tightly. "I love you" 

"I love you too" 

𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . notes : Thanks for reading I hope you like it, if you want to be part of the taglist leave me a comment below. Remember to like and share with your friends!

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[dododrawsstuff]

Ikevil OC Atlas Fowler

Edit!!!!: the profile template was made by @natimiles

“The star that burns twice as bright, burn half as long” ~ Estella about him

“Where does your loyalty lay, little Robin?”

I'm on a trip with my family this week, so I have plenty of time to work on my OCs and catch up to the expression requests remaining

I had a lot of fun desiging him and his curse (that I took inspiration from filibusterfrog's "Umbralysis") and ended up making a ref sheet of sorts, but I'll still draw his back and some other expressions, other than his little shit smile. I still feel like I can improve him a lot, but I'm impatient and wanted to share him with you.

More about him under the cut! And as always, I'll keep tweking this post as I think of stuff to add or change. Hope you like him!

OC taglist: @olivermorningstar @keithsandwich @scummy-writes @aquagirl1978 @sh0jun @mxrmaid-poet @violettduchess @floydsteeth @lorei-writes @ikeprinces-stuff @flimflam707 (let me know if you want to be added or removed from the taglist)

I'm also tagging some people that showed interest in him on my other post, let me know if you don't want to be tagged and I'll remove you @errethebunny @bicayaya @natimiles @venulus @rou-luxe

Name: Atlas Fowler

Age: 27

Birthday: Nov 22

Height: 181 cm

Affiliation: The Circus

Hobbies: Collecting information, baking, pissing off people he doesn't like

Skills: Singing, styling hair

Likes: Chocolate chip cookies, freedom

Dislikes: Fish

Resents: Disloyalty

Weapon: Daggers

Personality: Atlas is a very charming and charismatic man, always displaying a pleasant smile, he is a natural entertainer. He is always in a good mood and is very positive, almost as if he doesn't even experience bad emotions…?

Beneath that facade he is arrogant and thinks he is untouchable, and believes his ability is a blessing, rather than a curse. The thing most valuable to him is loyalty, he despises betrayals the most.

He is smart and cunning, and is not afraid to use his ability to get information for his own benefit, though he mainly uses it on people who have been unfaithful.

Curse: Peter Pan

It makes so that Atlas’ shadow can move independently from him. He can know what his shadow experienced while apart from him, allowing him to be “at two places at the same time”, he has full control of the shadow and prefers to use his powers at night, as to not rise suspicion from others.

Atlas also discovered a peculiar characteristic of his ability, he can divide his emotions between him and his shadow, it acting almost as a storage for him. The curse manifested when he was still an infant, so he had some time to figure it out on his own.

One thing Atlas doesn't know is the fate of those afflicted by the Peter Pan’s curse, every single one of them uses their shadow as a way to get rid of "troublesome" or "useless emotions", but as they keep pouring those negative feelings, the shadow begins to gain sentience. In the end it usually kills its owner and itself in the process.

Backstory: When he was little his parents got freaked out by seeing him playing with his shadow, they thought he was cursed, or possessed but nothing they did cured him. What broke the camel's back for them was when Atlas told them the culprit of a series of murders in the neighborhood and days later the police caught them, when his parents asked how he knew, he explained that his shadow had seen it and told him.

Not too long after that they tried to get rid of him, but the church nor the orphanage wanted to accept him, since his complicated background preceded him. Until they found an itinerary circus, they lied and abandoned him there. Most of the crew were kind and welcoming to him, especially Estella, the magician, she became a mother figure for him and the reason he decided to follow her steps and become a magician.

Random headcanons:

He learned to style hair from Estella, she says that presentation is everything for a magician

After every presentation, the circus crew gets together to bake chocolate chip cookies

#dodo ocs #oc atlas fowler #my art #ikemen series #cybird #cybird ikemen #artists on tumblr #ikemen villains #ikevil #ikemen villains oc #ikevil oc #my beloved #I made him >:)

[thatsmzbitchtoyou]

The Fuck Up Chapter 3

Summary:  Bucky fucked up.  A few times.  Will his best friend ever be able to forgive him?

Warnings: language, smut, mentions of war, injury, pregnancy

The next morning Bucky woke to a loud buzzing. He shifted around until he could find his pants and rummaged through his pockets, pulling out his phone and trying to see who was calling him.

“Hello?” he said hoarsely.

“Where are you?” Becca said, her voice sounding worried and annoyed.

“What? I…” Bucky turned and looked around, remembering the night before. He looked at Y/N, still asleep next to him. “I fell asleep at Y/N’s,” he said quickly.

“God, of course you did,” Becca sighed exasperatedly. “You’re supposed to leave for the airport in an hour. Are you even packed?”

“Yes, yes I’m ready,” Bucky said quietly as he got up slowly and gathered up his clothes. “I’ll be home soon.”

“Okay. Is Y/N coming to the airport with us?”

Bucky froze at that. He didn’t know how he was even going to have this conversation with her as he left, let alone if she were to come with him to the airport to say goodbye. “Uh…I’m not sure.”

“Alright, well, get home soon, Mom is freaking out as usual.”

“I will. Bye.”

Bucky hung up and slipped his clothes on quickly. As he fixed his hair and put his shoes on he looked back at Y/N. He didn’t know if he’d be able to handle waking her and saying goodbye. Last night had been so perfect, he didn’t want to ruin it. He sighed as he walked to her side of the bed, kneeling down to look at her. She snored lightly, her eyes moving behind her eyelids as she dreamed. He smiled at her, carefully moving some of her hair back in place and out of her eyes. He leaned in and kissed her cheek.

“I’m leaving,” he whispered. “I don’t think I can handle saying goodbye to you again. So I won’t wake you. Either way, you’ll hate me for it. But I’ll be back,” he kissed her shoulder, adjusting the blankets around her. “I’ll come home to you.” A tear slid down his face as he stared at her one more time. “I love you.”

Bucky sent her a text after he left basically saying the same thing that he had whispered to her. He knew this was a massive fuck up, but it was too late now. He’d come home to her and fix it, and everything would be okay. It had to be.

10 months later

Bucky came home hurt, both physically and emotionally. He was grateful it was his final tour. He and Steve had survived, barely. The landmine had thrown them both and killed two of the other troops on his team. He had made it out alive, but the shrapnel that had embedded into his back had taken two surgeries to remove. He was still healing when he got off the plane and was greeted by his family.

“Oh you made it,” Winifred cried heavily, George and Becca hugging him and crying. “You are never going back, you hear me? No more, I will not allow it.”

“I’m done, Ma, I’m done,” Bucky chuckled. “I’m officially discharged. Retired.”

“Good,” Winifred said, patting down his uniform and looking him over.

“Where’s Y/N?” Bucky asked, looking around expectantly.  Becca then punched his arm. “Ow! What the hell?” he yelped.

“We will talk about it when we get home,” she hissed at him.

When they reached the house Becca rounded on him. “What did you do?”

“Excuse me?” Bucky asked.

“What did you do to Y/N?” Becca snarled. Bucky’s eyes widened. He hadn’t heard from Y/N since he left, which was out of the ordinary because she always wrote to him, but he thought for sure she would have been there to greet him when he got home. He hadn’t been able to worry about it too much, what with special operations and the whole trying-not-to-die-part, then healing from nearly getting killed.  “She disappeared after you left. I’ve tried calling, her number is disconnected.” Winifred sniffled next to him. “I tried going to her apartment, the landlord says she no longer lives there.” Bucky’s brow furrowed. She loved that apartment. “I even reached out to her adoptive family, who of course know nothing.  All her social media is deactivated. We haven’t been able to find her. So I will ask again, what did you do?”

Bucky was afraid. He knew it wasn’t the right thing to leave her without waking her up and saying goodbye, he just couldn’t bear it.  And now she is gone? “I…we…”

Becca’s face twisted with recognition. “Oh my god…you fucked her.”

“You what?!” George and Winifred exclaimed.

Bucky hung his head into his hands. “Yes, okay, the night before I left. But you make it sound so gross, it wasn’t like that,” he said, running his hands through his now short hair.

“Explain,” Becca demanded.

“I…look, it just happened. I was leaving and we were both sad and when I woke up the next morning I just couldn’t…I couldn’t stand to wake her up and say goodbye again so I…I texted her and then I left.”

“You…you TEXTED HER?!” Becca screamed, jumping forward and hitting him again.

“Ow! I know, hey, I KNOW!” Bucky yelled back at her, pushing her hands away. “I know I fucked up! Okay? I’ve regretted it ever since. Not her, but leaving like that. I just thought…I don’t know what I was thinking. It was stupid and I was hoping when I got home I could fix it.” He took a shaky breath. “She never wrote to me. And I was worried when you guys had said you hadn’t seen her in a while but, now she’s gone?” He sat on the chair at the table next to him. “Gone…”

They all sat in silence for a moment. Becca was the first to move, sighing heavily as she walked over and took the seat across from him. “You’re right, you fucked up real bad.” Bucky scoffed as he wiped his face with his hands. “We’re still looking for her. If there’s anything you can think of that might help us, then great. Otherwise,” she reached over and grabbed his hand. “I’m happy you’re safe and you’re home, but I’m really angry with you.”

Bucky nodded, squeezing her hand.

#marvel #smut #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #soldier!bucky barnes #marine!bucky barnes #series fanfic #chapter 3 #buckywiththelonghair

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

a picture-perfect proposal.

Spencer Reid picture-perfect.

Spencer Reid had no idea when he came home from a long case that his new neighbor would be the love of his life. And together they would create the picture-perfect life.

A four-part series.

18+

Fluff. Smut. The Criminal Minds team being the Criminal Minds team. Love story.

This part is going to be a little bit longer and much dirtier than the first part of the story. I'm writing this in a particularly turn on part of my life, and i don't have a man to help me with that so i write. and I hope that I didn't make it too dirty, too raunchy. It does contain a lot of sex. Meeting the team. Spencer and his girlfriend come clean about some things.

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It's been six months since y/n Met Spencer Reid in her hallway. In that time, they have tried to get used to the fact that he Won't be around very often. It's something that neither one of them enjoys.

In that amount of time, y/n and Spencer have learned to cherish every second that they spend together. So it's not unusual for her to wake up and Spencer's arms on his days off. Still tangled up together after falling asleep after a night of passionate love making. Something that she missed this morning as you woke up and there was no Spencer in your bed despite the fact that it is his day off. It wasn't until you heard the shower running that you realized Spencer had woken up before you and decided to take a shower.

You start to shuffle around in bed a little bit, trying to get more comfortable. But no matter how much you moved, you weren't going to be able to ignore the ache in your center. It's the Ache that only Spencer can relieve. You're not sure why you're missing him so bad after last night, you should be good for a while, but then again, it is Spencer Reid and you can never get enough of him. You hear the shower go off and you can't stop thinking about wet, naked Spencer. Something about that man that does something to you.

Spencer comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. One of your pretty pink ones. It's a sight to see really. (Yes, this is a nod to him as Chip Taylor in the movie 68 Kill. I couldn't help it.)

"Morning beautiful" you heard Spencer say.

" Good morning handsome" you replied.

" I was hoping to make it back into bed before you woke up. I'm sorry. I know how much you love waking up in my arms, and I know that I sure love having you wake up there. I miss you so much when I'm away baby" he says, coming closer to the bed.

"It's OK. I woke up and saw you weren't there and then started missing you. And was afraid that maybe last night was just a dream. But when I heard the shower running, I remembered that you were here. And then there's the fact that I don't sleep naked unless you're here. So." She said with a chuckle.

"Well, yes, there is that. I don't sleep naked unless I'm with you either". Spencer told her, getting closer to the bed. 

"So how are you feeling This morning, sweetie". Spencer asked.

"well I'm feeling um", she said Shifting slightly in the bed. "Horny" She whined.

"Really. Even though I took such good care of you last night." Spencer asked, getting closer to the bed before removing his towel and showing off his full body to her.  That didn't exactly help her current state. That was until he got closer to the bed and got under the covers with her that she finally started to feel relief once he pushed inside.

"Is this what you needed?" He asked. Is He was beginning to move slowly.

"Yes, this is exactly what I needed. Thank you, Spencer." She said as he began to pick up the pace a little bit more. 

"I would say I don't know how you could need more after the night we had, but I understand it because I need you too. So I was really happy to hear that you wanted me."

He Made sweet, gentle love to her three times that morning. There are both so happy that Spencer didn't have a case. They had the whole weekend all to themselves. Unfortunately though, the Reality of life came when Monday morning came along. Spencer's phone started ringing at 8:00 in the morning as he was making love to her once again. Spencer couldn't hide the disappointment in his voice when he heard JJ on the other end of the phone. saying that he had a case.

JJ Understood his disappointment, but only because she thought that he was happy to have some time off.  Catching up on his reading. Get some much-deserved sleep, maybe have a nice meal, sleeping in a bed that wasn't a hotel bed. She had no idea about his girlfriend. No one on the team does at this point, only Luke Alvez. And he kept his promise to Spencer and didn't tell anyone about. Y/N

"OK, JJ I'll be there soon" Spencer said with a sigh, hanging up the phone. he looked at Y/N And she could see the disappointment in his face. 

"Is it a case?" she asked with a sigh. Tucking. her head into his side. 

"Unfortunately, yes. I'm so sorry".

" Hey, it's OK. I knew the consequences of getting involved with the FBI, man. Doesn't make it any easier for me, but".

" Well, the good news is I'll be able to come back. The case is local, so. I won't have to be gone as long. Might still have to stay in a hotel though if it's Too far away from home and Emily doesn't let me come back home. But she might. And then We can still spend the nights together"

" I would like that. I would like that very much. You know, I do miss you terribly when you're gone. I don't know if you miss me as much as I miss". She was cut off with a kiss to the lips. 

"I miss you like crazy". Spencer told her. "I miss you too".

Spencer made his way into the station. And found out what the case was about. He was pretty much just going through the motions at this point, trying to get back home. As a profiler, he knows to try to keep a straight face, a poker face if you will, which should be easy for Spencer Reid, giving that he is from Las Vegas. Today, however, the lovesick boy took over and he lost his poker face. He was looking at a picture of his girlfriend on his phone when Rossi came up behind him.

"Who's that?" Rossi asked.

"Ohh, she's. Um." Spencer tried to come up with a lie. He tried to come up with it quick.

"Is that a girl?" He could hear JJ saying from behind him.

"um, you know what? I think there's something happening, uh, this paperwork over here?" Luke tried to help Spencer.

"What paperwork?  I didn't think there was any paperwork to be done. We don't file paperwork until after the case is done, Luke, you know that". JJ told him.

"Thank you, Luke. You tried. I appreciate it, I really do", Spencer said. With a sigh, setting down his phone.

"This is.y/n She was my new neighbor and now she's my girlfriend".

"Girlfriend?!". Everyone's shrieked Except for Luke.

"How we're just finding out about this? How long has it been?" Prentiss asked.

 "Six months" 

"six months and it is telling us about her now. We have to meet her. Please, we have to meet her. Is this why you sounded so disappointed when I called you about the case? Oh my God, were you in bed with her? OH, did I call you during sex? ". JJ said.

"Yes, I was in bed with her at the time. I had to leave her to come do this case and I've been missing her like crazy. I didn't mean to hurt anyone by not telling you, it's just personal. And the last time I had a girlfriend it didn't work out because she got killed in front of me and I don't know, I guess I just didn't want to jinx it." Spencer explained.

"We understand, reid. It's OK. Would you be alright with us meeting her though? I am throwing a party next week and I think that it would be nice for her to come, and we could all meet her. But only if you're comfortable with it". Rossi asked.

"I would like that. I would like for everyone to get to meet her. I love her so much. I'll ask her if she'd like to meet you. I'm sure she would."

Spencer came home that night and pitched the idea to her about meeting the team. 

"Something happened today. I was looking at a picture of you on my phone. I got so distracted that I didn't notice Rossi coming up behind me and he saw you. Now the whole team knows about you, and they want to meet you."

She was both excited yet nervous at the same time. Excited because she really wanted to meet the people that were so important to him and in his life all the time.

Finally, the night of the party came after three excruciatingly long days. Spencer was all Hers. again.

She stood in her bedroom looking through her dresses. She only really had two nice dresses to wear for such an event. both of them Kind of like cocktail dresses in a way. One with silver and one with a dark blue velvet like dress.

She walked out into the living room and asked Spencer which one he liked better, holding both of them up on hangers.

Spencer looked at her his mouth dropping as she stood there wearing her black lace bra and panties.

"Spencer?". She asked, moving the dresses up and down. 

"Which one do you like?"

 Spencer got up from this chair that he was sitting in. And walked slowly over to her. 

"Can I be honest with you?" He asked, rubbing his hands up and down her arms. 

"Yes, that's what I need right now". 

"I love what you're wearing right now". he whispered to her his lips so close to her right ear.

"Thank you, Spencer. Unfortunately, I can't go to a party with your coworkers wearing this".

" Well, no, you couldn't really do that. You're right about that, but. You asked me which one I like better. But. Yeah. If I have to go with you actually wearing a dress, I'll say the blue one. Then that way we can match". He said, pointing to the. Blue shirt and pants that he was wearing. The sleeves of his shirt rolled back.

"OH my gosh I didn't even notice when I saw you there. So sexy but didn't really. Notice that what you had on was blue. so We are going to be the cute little matching couple."

"Yes, but only if you want to be. If you want to wear the silver one that's fine, but I personally really love the blue one."

"Then the blue one it shall be".

"I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep my mind off of what you're wearing underneath that dress though." Spencer told her, watching her walk away.

"You can think about it and then you can take it off of me when we get back home tonight". She offered as she walked into the bedroom to finish getting ready.

At this point, Spencer wasn't really sure that he was going to make it to the end of the night. The drive to Rossi's house seemed to pass quickly. It seemed like no time at all before they were pulling up in front of his house, the house that was all full of cars. They were the last ones to get there. 

"Are you ready?" He asked, holding her hand before they got out of the car. 

"I think so, yes. This is a lot of cars, a lot of people. OK, I'm not really Used to crowds". She said Taking a deep breath.

"Don't worry, they're going to love you." Spencer reassured her before giving her a kiss and getting out of the car. Walking over to the other side to open the door for her and help her out.

They got out of the car and began walking up the driveway to Rossi's front door.

 The sound of her black high heels sounding so loud echoing in her head.

Before she knows it. Spencer is ringing the doorbell and JJ is answering the door.

She has no idea who this pretty blonde is wearing a purple dress, but she knows that she could definitely be competition for her.

"Spence hi!" She greeted him with a hug. "Oh my gosh, you must be y/n. OH, you're just as pretty as you were in your picture on Spencer's phone." She said before hugging her.

I'm Jennifer, but all of my friends call me JJ and I know that we're going to be friends, so feel free to call me JJ.

"Come on in, the whole team is waiting to meet you".

 Spencer took her by the hand, walking her through Rossi's spacious living room, through the kitchen and out into the backyard where everyone was.

Her chest began tightening, it beginning to be a little bit difficult for her to breathe as she was becoming overwhelmed with the amount of people that she was seeing. But Spencer's grip on her hand. Made her feel safe. She knew that she was always safe with Spencer.

"Oh my God is this her?!!" She heard another blonde shrieking. As she began running to her.

A blonde wearing a bright pink dress and high heels that were equally as bright. With the big flower on the side of her head. 

"Hi, I'm Penelope Garcia. Oh my God, she's so cute. Spencer, why didn't you ever tell us about her before?" She asked Spencer before pulling his girlfriend into a bear hug.

Before Spencer could answer. Rossi came over.

" So this must be the lovely Y/N I wish that I could say I've heard a lot about you, but I only recently found out about you. But if Reid like shoe, then you must be a wonderful young lady. My name is David Rossi by the way. I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself."

"Oh, it's OK. Yes, I'm Y/N But I guess you already knew that from Spencer, right? I'm sorry, I'm not good at crowds or at parties. I Don't get out very much."

"No need to apologize or be nervous. As a profiler, I can see that you are nervous and there's no reason to be here. We are all a family, and you are now part of our family."

One by one, the rest of the team introduced themselves and gave her a hug before they sat down to a wonderful meal. Rossi really went all out tonight. As he always does. there was Lasagna. Ravioli. Tortellini. Fettuccine Alfredo.

Everyone was eating and having a good time. That was until it happened, something that Spencer thought was going to shake his world forever.

Penelope asked the question. "Why haven't you told us about her before now? I'm starting to get very Nervous because the last time you kept something like this from us, something big, you ended up in prison".

Spencer never told his girlfriend that he was in prison.

Everyone at the table gasped, and then the whole place went silent, everyone looking at Spencer. Spencer looked at his girlfriend. She wasn't saying anything, she was just frozen. Slowly, she turned her head to look at him before whispering. "Prison?".

The sadness in her voice, like a dagger through Spencer's heart. 

"Yes, prison I..i" was all Spencer could get out.

"Oh my God, did you not know? Did she not know?" Penelope said quickly. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know that you didn't tell her." 

"Can we go to the other room and talk about this?" Spencer asked quickly.

"Yes".

Spencer got up, then pulled out her chair, taking her by the hand. going to Rossi's living room. 

"I'm so sorry. I wanted to tell you so many times, but I didn't know how to. I didn't do the crime that I was Accused of. I Within Mexico. Trying to get some help from my mom. You know my mom, right? I did tell you about her. And I was accused of murdering the woman that I was buying the medication from, but I didn't do it. It was my nemesis who framed me for murder. And I spent three months in prison. And it was horrible. But I didn't know how to tell you that because I didn't want you to think badly of me or. Think that I was just as bad as your ex-boyfriend. I really do love you and I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to keep it from you. I just didn't know how to tell you. Please forgive me". Spencer explained, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Spencer, I forgive you. I'm not mad at you. I'm hurt. I'm not hurt because you didn't tell me. I'm hurt because you felt like you couldn't tell me. But I understand because there's something that I kept from you to my ex-boyfriend wasn't just lousy in bed, he was a lousy man altogether. He was very abusive. And that's why I had to learn how to fake orgasms because. If I didn't have sex with him. And didn't make him believe that I enjoyed it. He would hit me and threaten to kick me out on the street, and I didn't have anywhere to go. So I just had to keep faking it. Sex was not something that was enjoyable or pleasurable to me. It was a punishment, Until one day when I had enough. And I packed up when he went to work and used every bit of money that I had saved to buy the apartment that was next to you. That was the best day of my life, meeting you and finally knowing that there are good men in this world and I know that you didn't do anything wrong to be put in prison and I'm so sorry."

"I didn't mean to make you have sex with me if you didn't want to. I never meant to.." His words were cut off by. Y/n

"You are fine. I love having sex with you. I never thought that it could be something that I could actually enjoy, but with you, it's everything that people ever said that it was."

"Really?". He asked, holding her hand.

"Yes, really. You're going to keep your promise to me and Make Love to me when we get home, right?"

"Of course, but as long as you want it".

"Spencer, with you, I will always want it".

Spencer kissed her and then they walked back out hand in hand to finish dinner. 

"I'm so sorry". Penelope said. "I didn't know that you didn't know. I didn't know that she didn't know."

" It's OK. It's better that it's out in the open now. We both got a lot of stuff out and it's better this way. We shouldn't keep things from each other, and now we won't. It's fine. Can we continue having dinner now?" 

"Yes, let's eat bon Appetit". Rossi said.

The ride back home seems so much longer than the ride to get there, both of them just wanting to have each other so badly. If Spencer Reid was less of a man, he just would have taken his girlfriend right in the back seat of his car. But Spencer is a romantic and would never do something like that.

The dark blue dress that she was wearing was going to drive Spencer crazy all night long. Well, as long as they are at the party anyway. Spencer really wanted nothing more than to bring her back home and have his way with her. He was so glad when the party was over. Driving a little bit faster than usual because you couldn't wait to get back home and be with y/n.

" Your dress. My God, your dress. You look so beautiful. I know that I keep telling you this, but you just are just so beautiful."

" Thank you, honey."

The dark blue button up that he was wearing, with the sleeves slightly rolled up was driving her just as insane as the dress was driving him.

As soon as they were inside, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. Kissing y/n with passion before His fingers found the zipper of the dress, slowly unzipping it down her back. It's as though he wanted this moment to last forever. she didn't know that a zipper could be undone this slowly. Once the zipper hit the bottom of the track of the dress, he pulled it off of her shoulders, allowing the dress to pull to her feet. He watched the fabric slide down y/n's body as it did. Before looking up to see the Black Lacy underwear set that she was wearing underneath the dress.

" Did you wear this for me?" He asked her before kissing you on the lips.

" Yes, I did." You answered him between kisses.

"y/n Can I ask you something?"

" Of course."

He asked her a question between kisses.

" If I." (kiss) " Was a dessert." (kiss) " What kind of dessert would I be?" (kiss)

" You would be." (kiss)

Spencer's lips now made his way to her neck, kissing the spot that drives her mad.

" You would be." (moan) "My favorite dessert" she moans.

" Good answer" he said, before kissing her on the lips again. " Do you want to know what kind of dessert you would be?"

" Yes."

" You would be". (kiss) Then he Whispered right in her ear. " The desert I couldn't get enough of. The only dessert that I couldn't keep off of my mind. The only dessert that I would lose my mind if I didn't have. The only dessert that I have an insatiable appetite for."

He told her before picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist and carrying her into their bedroom.

" Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to have some of my favorite dessert right now" he told her as he laid her on the bed before pulling down her underwear.

All she could do was Pant in anticipation, waiting for him to touch her.

" So beautiful" he said, before he put his head down and began licking her.

After one lick, he began moaning.

" So delicious. You don't mind if I just help myself to my favorite dessert, do you? He said before taking a suckle on her Clit.

" Ohh God Spencer, yes" she moaned out.

" Yes. Do you mind if I help myself to some of my favorite dessert? You want me to stop?"

" Spencer No, don't stop."

"OK, baby, I won't." He told her before going back down. The pleasure that he was giving to her was something she would never get used to. And would always be something that she craved. She moaned. She ran her fingers through Spencer's hair.

She orgasmed twice just from his mouth. 

"Spencer, please, I need to have you inside of me", she panted out. 

 Spencer wasted no time. He thought he was going to explode before being able to be inside of her. She was so wet and ready for him that he slid in with absolutely no resistance, both of them moaning out at the pleasure.

He moved so slowly inside of her fingers, in her laced with hers as he kissed her lips and neck. After they both Orgasmed together. They both laid in bed, cuddled in each other's arms, still panting, trying to get their breath back from such pleasure. 

"Was that worth the wait?" y/n asked.

"Are you kidding me? That was amazing. Unfortunately, though, we do need to get cleaned up". Spencer said. 

"Well, OK, a shower then?". y/n Suggested.

"A shower I think would be nice".

 His girlfriend reluctantly got herself out of his arms, attempted to leave the bed. But her legs were absolute Jelly.

She almost fell back down. 

Spencer told her "maybe a bath would be better" with a slight chuckle.

"Yeah, I think a bath would be good".

 Spencer kissed her. And went to the bathroom to draw the bath, putting in the vanilla bubble bath, the water steaming up the bathroom before he went back into the bedroom and carried her in. He held her up next to the tub and had her hold on to the side of the tub while he got in before helping her get in and sitting right in front of him. His arms wrapped around her instantly.

All of their secrets out in the open, all of their love known to Spencer's entire team. There was nothing left to hide anymore. There was nothing left to be nervous about. They are in love and plan on staying that way for the rest of their lives. They had a wonderful four days before Spencer was called away on another case. They knew that it was only a matter of time and spent every second that they could together. They truly were the love of each other's lives.

One night, four months after the team had met Her. Spencer lit a bunch of candles in His bedroom.

Before inviting his girlfriend over. Actually, he lit candles up pretty much all over the living room as well. Spencer let her into the apartment, and she walked in gasping at how many candles there were.

"Wow, this is a lot of fire" she said with a smile. 

"Well, I have something really special that I want to say tonight and, uh, I thought candlelight was the best way to ask. Wanted to make it as romantic as possible". He took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. Where she saw all the candles lit and red rose petals. On the bed, in the shape of a heart. He let go of her hand, and when she turned around, there he was, on one knee with a diamond Ring in his hand.

"y/n I love you so much. When I'm not with you I feel like I'm going insane. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life and I would love and be honored if you would be my wife".

 She began crying immediately before saying yes. He slid the ring on her finger and kissed her hand before moving up her body and kissing her on the lips. 

"The beds are ready for us, my beautiful fiancé". He said before kissing her once more. "But only if you want me to Make Love to you right now".

" Spencer Reid, I want nothing more than for you to Make Love to your fiancé. I want nothing more than to have my fiancé inside of me".

 That night, Spencer made love to her in a way that felt different than the other times. It felt like it was the beginning of a new journey, a new chapter for both of them. It truly was a picture-perfect proposal.

Wow, that was a lot of 4552 words. I hope that I didn't make it too boring and I hope to have the next chapter done Faster than I had this one done. But again, being a caregiver doesn't leave me very much time to write. So I brainstorm and then I try to write the best story that I can. Please leave comments, they help keep me motivated.

#spencer reid #doctor spencer reid #dr spencer reid #mgg #criminal minds #dr reid #reid #spencer reid smut

[bobbin-buckley]

Sore Legs

Cairo Sweet x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your legs are sore, and your girlfriend helps you in one way

Warnings: WLW Smut, oral (R receiving), fingering (R receiving), overstimulation, praise, slight spanking, orgasm denial, edging

College Au

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Today was just a typical day. Ate breakfast, workout, showered, went to your classes, homework, dinner and waiting for your girlfriend to finish writing. Since she likes to write alllll the time.

You were always needy, and even more since the two of you share the same dorm. She was on her side typing away on her computer as you laid on her bed on your phone and glancing every second to see if she was done or not.

After a few more minutes you huffed, turning off your phone and tossing it aside.“Cairoooooo…” You’d whine, and she’d turn to you with a raised brow.

“Yes my love?” She answered, her eyes narrowing at your cute ones.

God she loved those eyes

“My legs are sore…” You pouted, that little frown on your face was enough to make her stop for the day. She knew how sore you’d get, hell, you work out a lot. And just recently getting back into it made it worse.

Cairo smiled, shutting off her laptop and standing up as she glanced at you from the corner of her eye. “Maybe I can make them more sore.” She winked, smirking.

Your face heated up to a tomato color. And you couldn’t help but let out a small whimper, making Cairo’s smirk rise. “Mkay…just make sure to kiss them better after..” now that was a promise Cairo could never break.

She approached her bed, as you were setting on the edge of it. Cairo tilted your chin up to look down at you with her seductive brown eyes. “Be a good girl for me and lay back.” She asked softly, tracing your jaw as you then nodded and laid on your back.

It felt amazing to be called that. She usually never did call you that unless you obeyed.

Cairo crawled on top of you. She reached for your pants and unbuttoned them, pulling them down as she kept eye contact with you. Her slender hands pulled off your shorts, messing with the hem of your panties then down to your thighs.

“So pretty, such pretty things.” She grasped your thighs and put one hand under one of the thighs, pushing it towards you so your leg was raised. “Where does it hurt my dear?”

You whimper again, remembering the soreness. “Mainly my thighs,” you replied. Cairo nodded and started to rub them, sometimes squeezing them just a tad.

“How bad do you need me baby?” She asked sensually, her hands now spreading your legs.

“Real bad,” you whimpered. “I need you so bad Cairo..”

She hummed, her hand caressing your thighs. You watched as her left hand grabbed the hem of your underwear and pulled them down and off. Her fingers slipped through your folds, escalating a small moan from your pretty lips.

“Ya like that huh?” She rasped, her accent echoing in your ears. Her fingers moved to rub your clit, making 8’s on the bud.

You nodded and moaned, looking up at her as she leans down to capture your lips in a kiss. Cairo let her fingers travel down to your entrance, circling it and then pushing two fingers in. You gasped into the kiss and she pulled away to admire you.

“Look at me pretty girl, I wanna see those pretty orbs.” She gripped your chin with her free hand to make you look up at her. “There they are.”

Your body shuddered when she sped up her thrusts, making you moan more. “Moan for me, wanna hear you.” You obliged, moaning her name and even whimpering.

“Cairo..oh fuck..”

She slapped your thigh gently. “Don’t cum until I say so. Ya hear?” You nodded, moaning.

“Fuck, there’s my good girl.”

Her fingers curled into that spot that made you see stars. She spanked your thigh again, a bit harder and made your eyes flicker open again. You were so close, just a bit more and you’d be trembling below her.

Cairo removed her fingers from your soaked cunt, licking them as she watched you whine. “Don’t worry darling, I want to taste you first before you cum all over my tongue.” She giggled as your flustered face when it turned redder.

She lowered herself between your thighs, spreading them a little more to have room. Cairo gripped your thighs as she took in the smell of your delicious pussy before taking a lick through your folds. Escalating a moan from you.

“Mm..taste so fuckin’ good, princess.” She dug her tongue further through your pussy lips, sometimes swirling her tongue around your sensitive bud. She grinned each time your body jolted in pleasure, your hands trailing to grab both sides of her head.

Cairo slipped her tongue inside you, making you gasp and realize how close you were again. “Baby, please..I’m so close..” you whimper.

“A little more baby, I haven’t had my fair share.” She husked and started to eat you out like a starving animal. Her thumb moved to rub your clit, adding another coat of sensation.

“Love please I..” you were cut off by a loud moan when she pushed two fingers back in you. She thrusted them faster in you, edging you to that point you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Cum for me. Baby I wanna hear you, want you to cum all over my face that you call pretty.” That was your cue, you came as your legs shook. Cairo kissed your thigh as she slowed down her thrusts.

Soon you relaxed from your high and Cairo pressed more kisses along both of yours thighs, like she promised.

“So pretty…” she murmured against the soft skin. Your hands rubbed her head, thanking her for this beautiful orgasm.

“Get some rest baby, I’ll take care of you in the morning.” She moved up to kiss you softly, having you taste yourself on her tongue. Her fingers grazed your thighs. “They even more sore?”

“Yeah..a little.” You chuckle.

They were indeed very sore

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Kinda rushed but more Cairo smut 🤪

#cairo sweet #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x fem!reader #millers girl #cairo sweet x reader #cairo sweet x female reader #wlw #wlw smut

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WIP

Tagged by lovelies @anewkindofme and @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad

This is going to be a one shot or two shot about little three-year-old Eddie visiting his grandma in California and ends up meeting young adult Athena as a cop when he get lost.

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It is summer of 1997.

Three-year-old Edmundo Diaz is super excited. Him and his eight-year-old big sister Adrianna are visiting Abuela in California. He is super annoyed to because he wants to explore but instead, he is being put down for a nap.

“Don’t wanna nap, Anna doesn’t nap. It no fair.” Looking up at his mama with his little arm crossed.

“Adrianna is a big girl. You are still little and little boys need naps or they get grumpy. Do you want to be grumpy?”

He pouts at the question. “No. mommy.”

“Potty and then sleepy time.” He shakes his dramatically no. “If you don’t go potty, mama is gonna put a diaper on you. I thought you wanted to play big boy. Big boys go potty before sleep and wear big boy undies to bed.”

“Papa took Eddie to the potty.”

“Ramon! Get in here!”

“Helena, what is it?”

“Did Edmundo go to the bathroom?”

“Not recently.” A little giggle came from their toddler. “Did you try to trick mama?”

“Maybe?”

“Helena just put on his diaper pull-up. Potty training can continue when we’re home, he going to ended climbing to sleep in bed with his sister and abuela and going to wet the bed when we are gone anyway.”

“Daddy, want hug.” Stretching his arms up indicating he wants to be picked up and carried.

“Ramon, change him. Remember don’t work him up. He won’t fall asleep.”

He grabs pulled up the little boy swinging him is his arm and place him on his hip. “Come on Little Mr. papa taking you to the bathroom and get you into your pjs and diaper. Mama is gonna put you to sleep.”

“Okay, papa.”

“Dinosaur or Winnie The Pooh?”

“Pooh Bear pjs, please.”

“Arms up?” His little son hold is arms up. Ramon pulls off the stripped green and purple Barney the Dinosaur shirt. He then moves on the denim shorts and underwear, untying the elastane waist band and pulling them down together. “One foot and two foot. There we go. How about you go potty.”

The little boy yawns and rubs his eyes “no no, sleepy.”

“Are you Papa’s sleepy little boy? Ready for naptime?”

He nods his head yes. Ramon gets the pajamas and diaper on Eddie with ease, picking and carrying him the little boy snuggles close to his daddy and sucking his thumb. He keeps falling in and out of sleep. Papa kisses the top of his little head before placing him on the bed and indicts to his wife the state of their child.

She tucks him into bed with his stuffed toy dog, Mr. Doggy.

“Will you and papa be here when I wake up?” He always wants mama and a snack after nap time.

“Mama will be here. She is not leaving until after bedtime. We will spend the whole day together. Mama loves you so much. Now sleepy time.”

“Want chupa?” Helena and Ramon are trying to ween Eddie off pacifiers. It has not been working well. They tried convincing him, dipping it in lemon juice, hiding it.

Adrianna even told Eddie that a monster would come up from under the bed and eat him if he kept using his chupa. The big sister ended up regretting. She got in so much trouble for scaring and making him cry. She suffered the conquests of her toddler brother having nightmares, causing him the inability to sleep in his own bed alone and therefore was forced to share her bed for over a month.

Helena is hoping her mother-in-law can ride Eddie of this habit while visiting. She does not want to deal with her tiny human who has been up since before the sun rise throwing a tantrum and his pacifier is cleaner than his thumb. She allows it one or two more times. She grabs the pacifier clipping it to his pj shirt and remove his thumb from his mouth replacing it with the pacifier and lightly kisses his head and soft says. “I love you.”

From behind the pacifier mumbling “Love you too, mama.”

On the way here mama and papa told him to be a good boy. They made him promised to hold Abuela and Anna’s hands when they are out of the house otherwise, he would have to stay in the stroller. Abuela promised to take them to Disneyland. She is a little old to carry a toddler for hours on end and they don’t want him to get lost.

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Tagging but no pressure

@aroeddiediaz. @the-flaming-nightmare. @missmagooglie @babygirl-diaz @lochnesswriter @tommykinard6 @whaddaman

#911 #eddie diaz #eddie díaz #911 show #911 abc #911 fox #911 tv #9 1 1 #9 1 1 abc #9 1 1 fanfiction #9 1 1 fandom #9 1 1 fic #9 1 1 fox #911 fandom #911 fanfic #911 fic #ramon diaz #helena diaz #isabel diaz #wip #wip wednesday #work in progress

[anonymouslymadebydesign]

Whump Month, Day Four : Scars

Whump Month by @cirrus-ghoulette

Divider by @wrathofrats

CW : suicide idolization, talk of previous self harm, determination to end one's life

Word Count : 870

Summary : Phantom idolizes the idea of dying after removing himself from the pack, realizing he's not wanted there to begin with

One thing he found himself forever grateful for was the long sleeves and pants of their uniforms. Both off stage and on, while performing or doing chores in the Abbey, their uniforms covered their entire bodies.

That isn't to say that there aren't short sleeved options, especially when the weather starts to get warmer when spring and summer come around. It's just…those are much more revealing, in Phantom's opinion. Besides, he'd convinced himself that the fabric itself was thin enough to be tolerable, and that he was sweating because he was working hard, not because he was on the verge of overheating.

The long sleeves of his uniform skillfully hid away the plethora of scarring that littered his body, from wrist to elbow, thin and dark scars were visible. It's not that he was ashamed of them, maybe in a way but, that wasn't why he kept them hidden from prying eyes. He hid them away because there was always a new addition to the family, or there was going to be.

He was careful about not letting his packmates see him naked, or even topless, and he felt somewhat grateful that they didn't care for him enough to push it. They had shared a collective look, and he had forced himself not to think too deeply about it. Aurora had been the only one to actually ask him why and he remembered flushing, as if embarrassed, and telling her he wasn't there yet. She had given him a sympathetic smile and told him to take all the time he needed.

Phantom was glad to be back at the Abbey, even if his so-called packmates practically ignored him. He was bitter, for sure, but now that they were home he could be left to his own devices and they could have their precious old Quintessential Ghoul back. Aether, his name was. Phantom hadn't even met the ghoul, but the way his “pack-mates” acted as if the man had died and was being replaced instead of the reality that he retired? It left a bitter taste in his mouth.

None of them had even bothered to check on him as he pulled away. He tried to subtly become more and more scarce until one day he realized, after a spat with Dewdrop, that he didn't have to give them that grace at all. Why should he slowly remove himself from the pack when he could rip the bandage off and leave all at once?

The fire ghouls' words had stung, if Phantom was being honest. The Quint had been outside helping some of the older Earth ghouls move soil and mulch for Papa Primos garden. For some reason, Dewdrop had seen Phantom lending a hand, and had cornered him, isolating him from the elder ghouls.

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?” Dewdrop had seethed, a deep rooted scowl on his face.

“Helping Papa Primo move some stuff.” Phantom said with a carefully neutral tone.

This obviously wasn't the best move on his part, because upon hearing his disinterested tone, the fire ghoul was grabbing at his collar and pulling him down to his height.

“You think you can just fucking do whatever you goddamn well please.” Dewdrop had spat, a statement more than a question.

“I'm just…helping.” Phantom said softly, not sure what else to say. He didn't even know why the other ghoul had sought him out. He made it clear before that he wasn't wanted.

“Helping.” Dewdrop parroted back, obviously disgusted. He shoved the Quint backwards, wiping his hand off on his own shirt, as if he didn't even want the others to know he even touched Phantom. “Whatever.”

And with that, the young Quint was alone again. He went back to work as if he hadn't even run Dewdrop, helping put mulch into wheelbarrows and taking them to Primos garden. The work itself was nice, it kept his hands busy and body occupied.

In times like these he liked to daydream, or dissociate for better terms. He thinks about rotting away in his bedroom, about locking himself up and letting his Quintessential Magic eat him whole, letting his body dissolve into stardust and freeing his soul. He imagines how liberating it must feel to dissolve into ash, how his soul will be free and he can go back home.

He finds himself missing Hell, at least, where he was born. He misses the people in his village and misses his mentors, elder demons of various ranks guiding him with grace and kindness. Nothing like this place.

He thinks; ‘Maybe, maybe after this is done, after Primo has all his soil and supplies, maybe after work, maybe after dinner…I can go home.’

It's a dangerous thought, and a dangerous situation. But what does it matter? Don't mortals always preach about having to find the courage to take that leap of faith? That you'll never know if you don't take that first step. As Phantom dropped the last wheelbarrow of mulch, giving Papa Primo a polite smile as he thanked the young ghoul for his help, he'd made up his mind.

He was going Home, and there wasn't a damn thing anyone could do to change his mind.

#van writes #phantom ghoul #phantom ghost #aeon ghoul #aeon ghost #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop ghost #ghost the band #ghost b.c #hurt no comfort #cw sui ideation #cw self harm #cw mention of SH

[dentist-brainsurgeon]

I like how Pokemon Bank and Home will accept very much hacked Pokemon(a shiny reshiram from Unova and a traded shiny Jirachi[you cannot trade event mythicals without their event ribbon, the ribbons flag is removed via hacking so they can be tradable]) but god forbid you try to move up event Pokemon that were officially given moves they cannot learn any other way

#I forgot I had that reshiram and Jirachi so I got rid of em in case they gave me trouble with Home in the future #but I'm trying to move up an event Rayquaza that has V Create and another with Ancient Power and transport is NOT having it #even after removing the moves off of them #BRO. YOU GAVE OUT THESE POKEMON COULDN'T YOU AT LEAST GIVE THEM THE PROPER FLAGS TO MOVE THEM UP #literally the only two event Pokemon that has had this problem. when there's other Pokemon with weird moves that can be moved up

[naamahdarling]

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#my psych who prescribes my psych meds is a resident and is moving on in a couple of months #i don't even remember the names of them all at this point #this happens over and over and I cannot find a clinic that will put me with someone who intends to stay #thst will also prescribe my adhd meds #and my anxiety meds #and the real kicker is that twice now they have LIED about it and said they would #only to reveal after all the hoop-jumping that oops sorry they didn't really mean it #so it's a risk i have to take any time i leave #and rhen there's the issue of new people almost always wanting to DO something #but instead of talking to me about it they just decide that my meds need overhauling and pressure me to go off shit that works #but that they morally object to i guess #and my psych for some stupid reason has decided she wants bloodwork for my cholesterol and blood sugar stuff and im just like #what hell does THIS presage because if she harasses me about the results or tries to put me on drugs for that #I'll give her a nasty scrap about it #im not interested in those meds at all #and im certainly not messing with my diet since food is the only pleasure i get most days and even that is marginal at best #and removing that would just make me worse #but medpros for the most part really don't give a fuck about that #and so now im afraid - because i do not and cannot trust them - that if i disapprove of the meds they will retaliate somehow #which good luck proving that when management and oversight often don't even care if they course of treatment will HARM you #if it relates to being fat or having bad numbers #they just gotta pathologize! #so yeah im sick of everything and just kind of want to bury myself in a bog forever #i shouldn't have to deal with this