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catiuskaa · 10 months
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G’day fellas, it’s Kats! —the Masterlist.
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Any kind of requests are (eventually) answered and appreciated!
random prompt list (mainly for requests but feel free to use it and tag me on your own works!)
OT8 SERIES // POLY!SKZ
—[one-shot] reggaeton & champagne (nsfw)
you knew better than to go down to the club alone. and that guy should’ve known better than to mess with minho and chan’s property. (minho x chan x reader)
—[one-shot] i’m trying, but they’re hot! —lifeguards!skz
(suggestive? crack?) minho and felix agree to go with you to your usual fitness center, which recently opened a swimming pool facility! (and they've hired a certain group of lifeguards... oh wow...)
—[series] bf!thoughts (fluff):
bangchan: music to my ears.
being chan’s partner makes music sound so much better, but not coming close to the sound of his laughs. ♡
minho: sway with me.
as minho’s partner, you know he loves dancing, and he loves dancing with you. He won’t say it often, but you both know he loves you even more. ♡
changbin: my favourite.
changbin won’t hesitate to pamper his partner with reasurance and love, because, above it all, his favourite thing will always be you. ♡
hyunjin: out of the blue.
poor hyunjin is so frustrated with artblock. nothing comes out like he sees it! little does he know, his cute muses are right in front of him. ♡
jisung: ticklish, cold water nights.
hannie can be a bit of a meanie if it’s late enough, but he loves you so much, he has to make sure you drink enough water too. ♡
felix: rice pudding!
felix wants to cook on live. who if not you to help? it’s mainly so he doesn’t burn anything—like himself—, but it still makes him feel warm and fluffy inside. ♡
seungmin: clingy denials.
seungmin claims he isn’t clingy. recent events while shopping prove to be a little bit… trickier… for him. not his fault though. You are the one who looks too good! ♡
jeongin: bread bites.
innie isn’t much of a skinship person, but it’s because of you that he has found out a new way of showing how much he loves you. ♡
BANGCHAN:
you asked me to stay. [Not yet]. (fluff, nsfw)
even if idols 'don’t date fans', there are no rules against a little bit of teasing, and so it happens that Mr Bang Chan here really likes your kind of thinking.
Level up: Fencing for Dummies. (fluff)
soulmates don’t exist, but why are all these corny memories suddenly in your head, and why is your rival the main character?
Caprice des Dieux (nsfw) // COMING SOON
you’ll always pick cheese when your insomnia is too much to bear, and so it happens that your roommate agrees. Will the sleepy honesty help you ease that tension around you?
My Atlantis [We fall] (angst) [good ending!]
you’ve hurt yourself due to his career as an idol, because the media won’t let you be. Still, despite his tries to ‘protect you’, you both have spent the worst month in a long while and neither of you want to continue knowing that you could have tried again.
audio creak file.mp3 [1:07] (nsfw)
Chan struggles to make music, and you, his friend and roommate, try to help him when you can. Say, Chan also struggles to keep his cool whenever you’re near… what will you do to help him feel better?
MINHO:
pink in the night. (angst)
he knows it means leaving you at night with your hoodie on, but minho has to say goodbye one last time, even if nothing is fair.
had to make sure you'd catch it. (fluff)
no one expected jeongin to be the first to marry in the group, but furthermore, no one expected minho to be the one to ask you first, and certainly not like that.
missed me, missed me, now you gotta… (fluff)
minho wasn’t grumpy, nor he was jealous. but he hasn’t been the same ever since he fell in love with you.
need you to [Lee] Know (fluff)
minho loves you: to him, it’s as clear as water. Its only after he finds out that you’re starting to doubt it—he needs you to know just how much.
I.O.U. [pinky promise] (fluff)
minho’s fear of heights is not alone, because airplanes are also in the equation. but rest assured, lovely strangers like yourself are there to help him.
Keep it (smut) // COMING SOON
Minho had always known that no one could resist his charms, seeing both boys and girls cheering so vividly for him, almost desperate for attention. So who was that new, cute kitten that had so shyly rejected his jacket at his last game?
ma-ah (fluff) // COMING SOON
minho’s little fur zoo is the cutest thing you’ve seen. and they like you, too. Problem is, they like you so much they’ve hidden your shoes and won’t let you leave.
Shirts, hoodies and pyjamas (fluff)
every member knows that Minho’s attitude towards you is kinda mean. Will an impulsive idea change your situation?
shoot on sight [straight through my heart] (smut)
a laser tag encounter will end any truce you could’ve started with minho. And of course, after that kiss…
CHANGBIN:
under the weather (fluff)
is that a sneeze what he’s hearing? unnaceptable! changbin will take care of his sick little bunny... no chance of escaping.
this close to begging (smut)
an angsty tension formed out of pent-up feelings. a mix of alcohol, changbin and you might find just the way of solving it.
my knight in comforting armour (fluff)
plane trips feel longer when you can’t use your phone. after a very chaotic encounter, it’s now obvious that playing on changbin’s phone is much more entertaining!
[these two can be read as a stand alone or together in the order written]
Yeah, Flowers Follow (fluff)
You have always been committed to your duty at your mom's flower shop since she got hurt carrying bags of dirt over a month ago. It was mostly just you and the flowers, until he barged in one day, slapped 20 bucks on the countertop and with a passive-aggressive tone, asked: "How do I say fuck you in flower?"
Floral Troubles: Tales of Love (fluff)
It’s been hard dealing with your recent love life with how busy the flower shop has been since the wedding season started, over two weeks ago. It was just you, the ribbons and greenery, until he hugged you from behind, left 20 bucks on the table and in an affectionate tone, asked: “How do I say I love you in flower?”
HYUNJIN:
i don’t like my mind. (angst)
there was nothing you could’ve said to him to keep hyunjin away from his thoughts. Not on the night of March 20, 2021.
[Don’t worry about Rome!] It won’t fall. (fluff) // COMING SOON
it was almost ridiculous to think you hadn’t realized it, but hey, no one expected Rome to fall.
The rain falls [the sky doesn’t] (fluff)
rain sucks. for you, to the very least, it’s a major problem. but your boyfriend knows something is wrong, and is determined to help you, because even if rain falls, the sky doesn’t.
Untitled. // COMING SOON
an artist’s mind often wanders around and about. ever since Hyunjin and you collided, he's unable to come out the same.
drunk-dazed [i’m yours] (fluff)
Felix has tried to help you with your love life, but, as much as you appreciated the gesture, he kinda failed… all the time. Will the latest match with his new roommate break the streak?
JISUNG:
*cough cough* no, me kisses. (fluff)
he may have lost his opportunity to ask you to become official, but boyfriend or not, there’s only one thing Hannie wants needs: your kisses. All over his face. Right now.
strawberry blond. (angst)
Jisung had been avoiding the truth for the past six months, but now, it’s time to face the storm. even if it hurts.
Wednesday's at 4pm. (nsfw) // COMING SOON
jisung has been living with you for a while now, and your relationship has changed since that night, even if you decided to settle in FWB. He loves finding new things about you, but this time, it's about him.
putting to good use (smut)
you had always been Jisung’s utmost supporter, his number 1 fan, and with the last comeback, who could blame his partner for wanting to reward all his hard effort?
[3:36 am] 🍶 (nsfw)
A sexy meeting with an interesting someone might be exactly what you were looking for a one-night stand.
Collision [Scared shitless] (angst, nsfw) // COMING SOON
You and him had always been a teasing game without an end, so much that it started to make you feel weird about it, his signals making you confused as your feelings kept growing. A drunk encounter could make you rethink your decisions again.
FELIX:
this isn’t what friends do. (fluff, smut)
you're friends- duh! best friends are close to each other, even if this could be... too close. still, no one can really blame you! that chocolate was far too good anyways.
[these two can be read together in the order written or as standalones :)]
WikiHow’s on my back. Where’s Felix? [On the dance floor] (fluff)
Felix can't deny it anymore. WikiHow agrees, and even if he doesn't want to accept it, accidentally completing every step of the web might just clarify to him what he’s feeling.
[01:43 am] (fluff)
study buddies are always close to each other. Still, exams week is over, so when Felix shows up in your room, a silly UNO game is the go-to for clearing things up… in a meme way.
SEUNGMIN:
new task: valentine’s day. (fluff)
|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|
boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments… to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.
silly little promises. (smut)
unspoken promises to stay away from your brother’s best friend might work for some, but not when kim seungmin is said man.
Yikes, he bites. (nsfw) // COMING SOON
you’re new to the city, the only people you knew were your brother and his best friend. You decide to try online dating for a change. What’s the worst that can happen?
sunset paradise (angsty? romance)
you don’t know whether to call your little escapade a “vacation” or “a way to run away from difficult decisions,” but Greece seems to have your back either way. Still, the deep and mysterious Mediterranean Sea you’ll encounter might show you things quite outstanding. How will that affect your little escape?
mafia!seungmin series: (prologue released, the story might just take a while)
Quick Question, What the Hell? (mature)
when you found the light-skinned young man, his clothes almost torn apart and filled with bloodstains, his head lying on the dumpster at the backdoor of the place you were working, you knew for a fact you couldn't nope yourself out of this situation. And to this day, you don't know if that was the reason why all hell broke loose.
I.N:
tequila sundown (smut) // COMING SOON
drink after drink, you’re just tired. The alcohol isn’t making you forget, just horny. But so it happens— the bartender is more than willing to help take your mind (and your body) off stress.
Pasta la Vista, baby (fluff) // COMING SOON
you’re new to the city, on your way to work in this fancy food chain as a researcher. An unpleasant accident with a stranger you’d rather never see again happens... but oh, guess who’s your boss and coworker now!
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bunny-yan · 1 year
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Does the soldier still holding reader captives even if the reader are no longer having a fever?
Oh, of course he does. Even if you aren’t sick that doesn’t mean the same thing can’t happen again. You have a habit of working yourself into the ground and he just can’t stand to see those people take advantage of your kind, hard-working nature. 
TW: mentions kidnapping and drugging, minors DNI
Captive
“Am I being held hostage?” you asked, reluctantly opening your mouth as another spoonful of warm soup was promptly delivered for your consumption. 
“No.”
You’d felt better after a couple of days. Your limbs still spasm occasionally, but you could get up and walk around, though you still felt an intense headache when you did and if he was ever around you could feel the disapproval flooding from him in waves. 
He kept you confined to this bed, though it wasn’t like you could fight it given that your body was just now deciding to listen to you. You had to wonder what he drugged you with if it was still having an effect on you, but you learned by now that there were some questions he simply wouldn’t answer. 
“Then, can I leave?”
“No.”
Your kidnapper had been pretty hospitable. You were served breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed. The meals were absolutely divine. For the first few days, despite your complaining, he’d carry you to and from the bathroom, waiting outside the door to give you privacy and only coming in once you called that you were finished. He’d wipe the sweat from your body every couple of hours as you fought off whatever fever or cold that was induced from being drugged and he only relented on bathing you after your insistent refusal. You felt bad when he would leave after running you a bath at the perfect temperature and helping you undress, but you couldn’t just let this guy bathe you! He was a stranger and you already felt exposed enough not being able to take your clothes off! No matter how kind, it was too far. 
You reasoned that if he was a bad guy he could’ve forced himself on you. He would have ripped your clothes off, your current state making you easy to take advantage of and touched you until he was satisfied, but he didn’t. 
He was oddly gentle with you. He would look to you, eyes soft as they waited for permission before he was peeling your top off. He’d hold you up, arm supporting your waist as he stripped the sweats from your legs. Your face would burn, but he saved you from most embarrassment by keeping his eyes on yours, looking for any sign of discomfort as he stripped the bottom layer of clothes. Sleeves already rolled up, he’d pick you up before gently lowering you into the steaming water. After placing the soap and towel within reaching distance he’d leave without a word, closing the door behind him. You could only guess at what he’d do while you bathed and he either had extremely good hearing or he waited outside of the door until you were finished because the moment you called that you were done, he came in with a towel, ready to dry you off and get you dressed in a fresh pair of clothes. It really threw you for a loop.  
“What is it that you want with me?” you asked. 
You should’ve expected the silence, his tired eyes focusing on the hand that was stirring the soup before he offered another bite. 
Most of the time, you could pry answers out of him by sticking to yes or no questions, but he’d occasionally speak a complete sentence. This was not one of those times. 
After spending so much time with him you could guess at his emotional state and you figured he was just as lost as you. You didn’t imagine a random kidnapping happened with much forethought, but it didn’t stop the pressing need to know, why you?
“Are you doing this for money?”
“You’re broke.”
It hurt more than it should have. The truth was brutal, but bluntness was apart of his nature so you tried not to take it too personally. 
You felt irritated, turning your head when he offered another spoonful of soup. He held it out despite your refusal and after your continued defiance, he drew the spoon back. Setting the bowl down, you felt a pinch of fear in your gut that you had made him angry. 
Would he hit you? Yell?
Leaning forward, his gentle, scarred fingers turned your face to look at him. You looked into his eyes and they appeared just as warm as they usually did. Your locked gaze was broken when he held the spoon in front of your face again. 
Of course he wouldn’t. 
You opened your mouth, embarrassed that he treated you like a toddler throwing a tantrum. He was amicable when it came to most things, but when it came to your health he’d gently put his foot down. You needed to eat. You lacked the coordination to do it yourself so he would feed you. You needed to sleep. If his presence made you uncomfortable, he’d leave. He didn’t seem inclined to force you to do anything unless your stubbornness was harming you in some way. It only confused you about how you should feel about him. 
“I don’t appreciate being treated like a child.”
“Stop acting like one.”
Your mouth dropped open, but the anger only surged after he took it as an opportunity to continue to spoon feed you. 
Swallowing, you slammed a fist weakly on the bed as you glared at him. “You’re one to talk! You drug me, kidnap me, bring me to who knows where and treat me as if I’m being ridiculous for getting upset about all of this!”
He set the spoon in the bowl, waiting patiently for your tantrum to end as he watched you.
“Don’t look at me like that!” You said, pointing a non-threatening finger in his face. “Tell me why you brought me here! I’m going crazy just sitting here, drowning in my own thoughts, because you won’t talk to me. Did I do something to make you upset? Is this your way of getting back at me for something I did?”
You couldn’t imagine what you had done to him, but you’d apologize if that was the case and promise to make it right if he let you go, but he shook his head. 
“Then what? If I didn’t do anything to you then why am I here?”
Your life was a boring one. Like most people, you got up everyday to go to work to survive another day, worrying about how you’d pay for rent or the various bills that came as a reward for reaching adulthood. You didn’t really have anyone to rely on considering you’d spent most of your life either trying to make it through school or work, viewing relationships as something you didn’t have the time or energy to invest in. The one thing you’d been looking forward to was an interview that would’ve made it a little easier to breathe, to finally give you something to hold onto, but even that was gone. You felt frustrated tears well up in your eyes, but it dissipated when his hand took yours to hold it gently. 
“I’ll take care of you.”
You shouldn’t have felt so assured, but strangely you were.
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fromtheboundlesssea · 3 months
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Christon and Alicent
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YES
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midnightfire830 · 4 months
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(For the Asulmy Au) (hope I spell it right lol) How crazy is cuphead on scale 1 to 100?
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He’s not exactly INSANE…. But he’s not exactly… sane.
Oh, and, it’s spelled Asylum. Tho that name will change… as soon as I find a replacement…. Hopefully…
Thanks for the ask!
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leelei1980 · 2 months
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I want it to be summer so I can wash older!Eddie’s sexy Chevy chevelle in a bikini that’s way too small 💦
Yessss🥵🥵🥵 He would lose his shit seeing you wet, bent over, scrubbing the hood of his car. Pretty sure he would totally malfunction. I'll put this next on the list of inspirational asks, and start right on it after my "Working out with Daddy Eddie." Ask is finished. Keep the ideas coming, I love it!!
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Here is the link, story is up!
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v3nusxsky · 1 year
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Who says 18+
*A/n~ I absolutely fell in love with this idea and hope it does the prompt some justice. Feel free to request anything I'll happily give it a shot. It's also extremely late and I'm touch starved and sleep deprived so I may have to re write this.*
Trigger warnings~ smutttt mommy k!nk oral overstimulation f!ngering sub x reader dom Larissa
Prompt~ DATE NIGHT!!! \Requested on wattpad
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Your gorgeous wife, Larissa Weems is a heavily respected women in the outcast community. The work she does at Nevermore is nothing less than extraordinary. The youngest principal and the only female principe Nevermore has ever seen. Despite all the responsibilities your wife has, she still makes an incredible effort in your relationship. Despite how busy she will be Larissa still relishes any time you can spend together and will move heaven and earth to ensure you get some of her time daily. Most of the time that looks like lunch dates in her office. The students of Nevermore looked forward to you arriving for lunch. You occasionally stopped and chatted with Yoko, Wednesday and Enid , in which has created quite a bond between you all. However tonight, Larissa had told you she'd planned a night out. Nothing too fancy due to your own anxieties but something that you'd enjoy. Your happiness is everything to your wife and she would do anything to achieve it.
Arriving home from the lunch date with your wife you immediately got to work getting ready. A shower was the first order of business. Scrubbing every area you could, shaving every little hair and allowing the hot water to relax you. Then it was selecting an outfit before hair and make up. The chooses outfit being skin tight black jeans, a nice pale blue lacy top with spaghetti straps. Paired with a chunky knit cream cardigan and some black vans. Very light makeup due to the casual feel of your outfit. Curling your locks into beach waves that frame your face. A few sprits of your favourite perfume pur blanca (fyi most amazing spray I have ever owned ) and you were ready. Just in time for your wife to arrive home and start to get ready.
It wasn't long before you were settled in your usual seat of the car. Larissa loved to drive and you loved to watch so the arrangement was perfect for you both. Curiosity got the better of you as you tried to work out what tricks were hiding up her sleeves. "Ris? Where are we going?" You questioned knowing you wouldn't get an answer.
"You'll see darling." She all but hummed out before confirming to hum along to the fleetwood mac playing.
It wasn't long till you pulled up outside a building you never had set foot in. It was Larissa opening your door that snapped you from thoughts. "Thank you my lady" you giggled with a tiny nod of affection in your wife's direction. You watched as the smile lit up her beautiful ocean blue eyes.
"Shall we darling?" She extended her hand to you watching as you curled your smaller hand and fingers around hers. Leading the way into the building she squeezed gently letting you know you are safe and calm any anxiety that could be rising in this new environment.
You're eyes scanned the room, you let out gasp of excitement at the sight of a pool table. You turned to look at your wife with pleading eyes hoping to convey just what you wanted.
"Darling? You want to play?" She offered after seeing your reaction. You nodded with a smile and made your way over to the table. Immediately starting to rack up the balls in the familiar pattern. After setting up the table you lifted both cues feeling their weights before selecting the one you wished to play with. Your wife readily took the other cue. "Darling would you like a drink?" She nodded to the bar which you hadn't noticed due to your excitement of the pool table.
"Wine please my love" you smiled and pecked her lips watching as she walked up to bar to order the wine. You couldn't help but rake your eyes over her form as she stood placing the order. Absolutely stunning. Her dress showing off her gorgeous legs cutting off mid thigh. Red was most definitely her colour. A flush found your cheeks at your less than innocent thoughts of your wife. Even after calling her your wife for two years you would still blush like a school girl at these thoughts.
You took your glass from her and sipped it. Humming out in appreciation you licked your lips and pecked your wife's cheek. "You want to start Rissa?" You watched as her eyes darkened.
"No darling that's quite alright you can start. It's not like you're a pool shark..." she trailed off in thought. "Actually let's make this interesting best out of three whoever wins gets a surprise afterwards." she finished off with a smirk as she whispered it in your ear. A shiver of delight ran down your spine and you readily agreed.
The games passed rather quickly. Teasing eachother by "accidentally" brushing their hip ass or arm as you moved round the table or whispering the most sinful things in your ear to put you off. Every little touch or comment directed to you made your cheeks flush and heat pool between your thighs. Of course Larissa wasn't fairing much better. You knew exactly what to say to get your wife to bend and crave you. And tonight you we're pulling out all the stops. It came to the last game to decide the winner and you couldn't help but step up your game. Pool is a secret guilty pleasure of yours and you were about to show her just how skilled you are at the game. You couldn't help the wink as you potted the black ball effectively winning the game. A squeal of happiness left your lips as you moved closer to kiss your wife.
"Thank you for playing with me baby" you whispered against her lips before crashing your lips to hers. Only when you pulled back due to needing oxygen did you mumble "let's go home?"
"Of course my love... who would've knew my wife is a secret pool Shark hmm?" She whispered in your ear before finishing up her wine and leading you to the car, delighting in the smile that hadn't left your lips since your arrival.
The car ride was quite respectively you were both a little lost In your own heads. Only when you pulled back up to your house just a 5 minute walk from Nevermore did you let Larissa know what you wanted by leaning over to her whispering in her ear "mommy I need you" only then we're you extremely grateful  that you had eaten during the games you played as now you only had one thing on your mind.
If you're completely honest it's all a blurred haze, rather unsure how you got from the car to your bedroom door that your wife had you pinned securely too as she ghosted her lips up and down your neck. Her body pressed into yours and her lips at your neck drove you wild with need. She knew this of course. Teasing you was one of your wife's favourite games to play. She delighted in watching you struggle and squirm against her. Your stubbornness not letting you submit to the taller women easily. Yes Larissa enjoys pushing you to your limits and if your honest you enjoy it just as much.
"Rissaaaaa stop teasing me" you whine out as you feel her sucking at your pulse point, head lulling back to provide her more access to your neck.
"Oh but you always make the most beautiful sounds for me baby" lust filling her voice had more slickness coating your thighs.
"Mommy take me to bed please" you pleased with her desperate for more. Your pleading answered as your wife gathered you in her arms and walked you to the bed still continuing her assault on your neck. The blue purple bruises already appearing on your smooth pale skin. You felt your wife smirk against your skin as your back hit the mattress eliciting a small gasp from you. Kisses trailed up to your ear and with a quick nip to your ear lobe hands toying with your cardigan Larissa husked out " you my pretty girl are absolutely breathtaking. This outfit looks amazing on you although I do wish for it to be on our bedroom floor."
As every article of clothing was slowly removed from your tiny frame you watched as your wife's eyes darkened each time more of your body became exposed. It was when you were only in your undergarments that Larissa let out a groan. "Darling, this is new?"
"You like it my love? I brought it just for you" you replied as kisses were placed on any inch of skin in a reachable distance. Hands gripping tightly to your hips showing you just how much she liked your surprise. It wasn't long before they joined the rest of your clothing on the floor as you lay bare. Eyes roaming all of your uncovered body as she stripped herself down to match you. Only then did she crawl on top of you and kiss you with so much passion and desire. Of coursed you returned her level of passion moaning when she nipped at your bottom lip. Only pulling away when the need for oxygen became too much. Her hands roaming all over your body as she lowered herself downwards to pay attention to your chest. She always payed an almost worship like attention to your breaths during intimate moments. So gentle and loving knowing you could be quite sensitive there. Licking sucking and kissing marking each as hers.
"Darling I want to taste you." She almost growled out in a matter of fact. This caused your hips to jerk upwards just at the thought of the ache there being relieved slightly. And with that Larissa found her usual place settled between your thighs. Her tongue exploring your cunt slowly as if it was the first time while her hands ran lightly up and down your thighs. Your hips moving on their own accord is what caused a strong hand to grip your hip and still the movement. A groan of frustration left you. God you wanted more. Needed more. "I didn't say you could do that Y/n" she almost purred out and If you didn't know your wife as well as you did you wouldn't have understood the subtle warning in her words.
"S s sorry mommy" you gasped out as she resumed her work with more gusto than last time. Her tongue tracing the word "mine" as she moaned at the taste of you. Your moans becoming more desperate as you were chasing the familiar high that your body desperately craves. You cried out when you felt her fingers inside of you setting a fast pace. "F-fuck mommy!"
Larissa knew your body well. She knew your tales for when an orgasm would take over. That is why she brought you to the edge and smirked looking up at your hooded eyes. "Darling what word was I writing earlier?" She hummed as if it was a purely innocent question and she hadn't got you teetering on the edge of what you were sure would be an amazing orgasm.
"I - uh fuck what?" Your brain short circuiting only able to focus on the high that was just out of your reach. "Mine?" You whimpered out unsure of it was correct. Her movements resuming gave you your answer. Your whimpers and mewls filling the room.
"Cum darling" was all the permission you needed to be thrown over the edge. The fingers inside you helping ride out the pleasure.
The empty feeling had a whine of protest tumbling from your lips until you felt her fingers at your lips.
"Open" she commanded and you did instantly accepting her fingers moaning at the taste of yourself. "Suck" and you did so making sure to clean every drop of your essence. "Good girl" she praised as she watched with lustful eyes. Withdrawing her fingers and her body from yours you watched as your with walked to the box containing all your special items. Arousal instantly working its way to your core despite the pleasure you'd just received. You need more. Can you really be shocked? Your wife is absolutely stunning.
Larissa returned with some of your favourites. Restraints that were swiftly and expertly attached to you. Only then did you spot your favourite next to your wife's favourite toy. Oh this was going to be an experience for you both. Larissa settled herself once more between your thighs and let out a teasing breath at your centre. Delighting in the fact your breath hitched in your throat. "Little one you have to be good for me now okay? Then maybe I'll reward you" nodding in acceptance you whimpered "please mommy I'll be good"
Only then did you feel the rabbit inside of you as your wife turned it on watching your reaction intensely. Your body responding to the strong vibrations instantly. You immediately began the climb to your climax eyes closed focused on the pleasure the toy provided. It was only when your name was moaned breathlessly that you half opened your eyes to find the source. Of course your wife had her own hand working herself to an orgasm alongside you. Her unwavering gaze fixed onto your dripping sex. "Oh fuck mommy! God please fuck"
"Darling fuck your so gorgeous for me." She panted out in a response to your own moans. You could tell by the shaking of your thighs you were close to the edge. "Mommy please please I need to-" a moan cut off your sentence but luckily your wife knew what you wanted. Herself teetering on the edge of her own climax. "Cum for mommy baby. Such a good slut" she moaned out as she feel over the edge which in turn threw you over your own.
After her own climax she approached you again this time instructing you to clean her own fingers. Eyes still fixed at your soaked centre. The vibrator still working at between your thighs at a maddening pace. Larissa enjoyed watching you withering against the bed as the toy continued its assault on you. It was drawing the most delicious and pathetic noises from you that spurred her own arousal to grow once more.
You were quickly becoming overstimulated. You had no clue how many orgasms your body had gave and no idea how many you had left to give. The toy keeping its brutal sensations going. How long had it been? Your wife transfixed at the sight. Tears had long since started to fall as you squirmed desperately trying to get a break from the sensations. A cry tore through you as you came once again your wife's name on your lips. Oh how broken you sounded and all for her. A small sigh mixed with a whine at the empty feeling left your lips as she removed the item and turned it off throwing it somewhere else. That's future hers problem. Right now with You restrained and so deliciously spread for her she only had one thought. You felt her free your lips placing a gentle kiss at the red marks caused by your desperation to touch your wife forgetting that you couldn't move.
"You're such a needy little thing hmm?" She stated eyeing the state of your exhausted body. Knowing you wouldn't have the ability string a coherent sentence you nodded weakly. Only then did you notice your wife adorning her favoured red strap. When did she put that on? Fuck. Your thighs pressed together to ease the ache that remained at the sight. "Oh my darling do you need mommy to be inside of you?" She taunted approaching your centre.
"P-please mommy fuck me" you whined pathetically seeing your wife use the ample amount of slickness to coat the fake cock.
"My pretty one of course I will you asked so nicely" she whispered coming down to kiss you as she entered you. The moan was lost in your kiss as she stilled allowing your sensitive sex to adjust. Sweat coated your body from the previous assault on your body it wasn't long before you started climbing the familiar path once more. Seeing your pleasure and the thrusts of her own hips was equally bringing your wife to the same path. Tears once again streaming as she continued to pound into your over sensitive cunt. "Cum baby" was growled into your ear and you let yourself fall once more. But this thrusting of her hips never slowed as you began to climb again? Or were you still cumming? God you didn't know but your exhausted body was struggling.
"Come on pretty girl I want one more from you. Give mommy one more" she purred never stopping her rhythm.
"I - fu-I no- can't- please- mommy" you whimpered hips meeting her thrusts.
"Oh but you can darling and you will. I want one more and you will give it. " she demanded her dominant tone soaking her words. "Come on little one I know you can do it such a good girl for me."
She snaked her hand down your exhausted body to rub circles onto your clit. "I want you to cum now y/n" and you did with a silent scream. Your withering body riding the waves of pleasure spurring the older women to let herself fall once more. Only slipping from your soaked cunt once she was sure you both had rode your highs out. The whine you let out at the sensation showing just how ruined you were. You lay there exhausted covered in sweat with a satisfied smile plastered on your lips. Your wife quickly rid her self of the strap before coming to gather you in her arms. She knew you needed this to come back from the subspace you were in.
Her fingers trailed over your exposed skin allowing you to feel her breathing. "Little one I need you to come back to mommy now" she whispered into your hair. You whined not really processing what was happening right now. Larissa had completely fucked you dumb. You sat in her embrace until you finally came back to her. "Darling you did so good for me. Do you need anything a drink? A snack? A bath? Cuddles?" She listed off some of your favourite aftercare and you knew whatever you asked she would do in a heartbeat. "Cuddles mommy" you whimpered already feeling your eyes fluttering closed at the thought of her.
"Of course my love. Let's be sleepy heads hmm? Such a good girl you did so well my love" she reassured you as you gave into the exhaustion. The last things you remember are the sound of her voice and feeling so incredibly loved and cared for.
Word count ~ 3265~
*Authors note~ 3000 words just for you all having to wait I hope I have done this some justice feel free to send me any more prompts i actually adored writing this*
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ims0vain · 2 months
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He looks like he’s done with everyone shit but GODDAMN is he gorgeous! 😍 I love this… 💕
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vetornic · 11 months
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You think James is into bondage? I'd evaporate if I were ever given the chance to be degraded by him
OMFG, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE. BELIEVE ME.
I would do anything to hear him call me a fucking bitch while being his rope bunny.
James has a lot of kinks and fetishes, you can say that, and bondage is definitely one of them. He is definitely a bondage enthusiast.
I feel like his adventure with this started in the late 90's when he was completely comfortable with his sexuality. Since then, he began to open up to new possibilities.
The sight of you in leather belts encircling your body drove him crazy. A collar around your hickey-bruised neck... And maybe even a gag in your swollen mouth. James is the type of man who loves to have things under control, and the position you were in now made it perfectly easy for him. He could do whatever he wanted to you, and you pathetically agreed to it, taking his cock deep inside you, begging him for more. He would tease you knowing how much you want to cum but not giving you that satisfaction. This motherfucker owns you completely and he's fucking proud of it.
However, when it comes to James... I think if you wanted to dominate him, he would only agree to some light stuff such as handcuffs. Like I said, this guy loves control, but he hates losing it just as much so even though he's partially enslaved, he'd still have you wrapped around his finger. This man is impossible.
I love thinking about the current James being chained to bed, just moaning and whimpering as I push his fat delicious dick deep into my throat.
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Uhh, you're making me so wet, Papa Het.
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rainystressed247 · 11 months
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I love the headcanon that the farfadream babies can turn into little flame demons \o/
I agreed! Them transforming into little diablo when they are upset is *chef kiss*
Note: I am sorry if I got the translation wrong, there are multiples and I just picked one, but if I do get it wrong, please inform me *bow*
Edited: I have been inform that "No peleen" works better in this scenario! Thank you :D
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the-orinayo-guy · 6 months
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does beat1 like when someone pats his head???????????????
Yes, He very much so does
[hes just too shy to admit it]
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bunny-yan · 1 year
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Seeing valentino remind me sza song big boy (hope u don't mind it)
But serious question, what is the perfect moment for him to meet the reader? Like any specific moments?
I totally don’t mind at all. Valentino is a beefy boy :) 
I’d say if anything, he’s just a little shy to meet you in person. He’s doing his best collecting evidence and underwear in order to find out the type of guy you like. He imagines that the two of you will just meet "randomly" one day and feel an instant connection, sparks in the air, butterflies, etc. You’d realize that he’s your soulmate after a couple of dates with him on his best behavior and he’d end up coming to your place and comforting you after you open up about the creepy stalker, ouch, that’s been following you around.
He’d offer to change the locks on your apartment door, giving him the perfect opportunity to get brand new keys to your place and it’d provide him with a nice opportunities to install some cameras. They’re for your protection, even if you don’t know that they’re there. 
Valentino is a bit of a romantic if you couldn’t tell from the way he takes every opportunity to put roses on your bed so until that perfect day comes, he doesn’t want to reveal himself to you until he’s sure you’ll fall in love with him. He doesn’t want to seem insecure, but it’d break his heart if you rejected him. He wants the two of you to fall in love as naturally as possible so he doesn’t want to rush into things and be forced into doing something rash. 
Especially if you continue getting close with that asshole from your job.
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fromtheboundlesssea · 4 months
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Are you team black or team green ?
Team Green based on law and they’re more interesting characters.
Rhaenyra was given a ton of chances in show and book canon but she kept making bad choices.
Briefly on her side when Luke was killed. But her not punishing Daemon and Mysaria when Jaehaerys was killed ruined that brief change of sides. Even if she didn’t order it, she didn’t punish them for doing this.
At least Luke was old enough to serve as a messenger and his conflict with Aemond is both understandable and something that could have been avoided. Aemond is said to be unforgiving, but we never see Luke apologize for anything considering Aemond was disabled and Luke was still very willing to laugh at Aemond over something he and his brother and Aegon bullied Aemond with. Aemond shouldn’t have killed him.
If Rhaenyra had simply gone after Aemond, I would have probably been Team Black. But her going after Helaena’s kids…
We’re supposed to be reminded of the Mountain and Lorch with Elia and her children and we naturally hate Tywin for that even if he says that’s not what he ordered to happen. The fact that neither man was punished proved it didn’t matter and he was fine with it in the same way Rhaenyra not punishing Daemon and Mysaria shows she essentially approves of what they did in the same way Viserys allowed Luke to go unpunished (even just being reprimanded) for disabling his uncle.
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doll2yes · 10 months
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Fuck, you are soo hot! Your perfect butt always gets me
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Well thank you 🙈
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midnightfire830 · 9 months
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Can you give the devil a letter saying that he will get a personal visit from me?😊 (YOU DONT HAVE TO DO THIS AAGSGSGSJSJSJSJSJ)
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If you’re gonna threaten the Devil better make sure you can follow through… ❤️
Sorry if the Devil looks a tad weird. I haven’t drawn him enough to have a consistent way to draw him! I need to practice more TWT
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kirbyfigure · 11 months
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Usernames for "strz" or "starz"?
Im preety sure somone alre asked this but sure
@strzing
@strzinq
@strzin
@strterz
@strzwi
@strzci
@strzxo
@strzol
@strzuo
@strzit
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v3nusxsky · 1 year
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Hey! Can i pls request platonic fem reader x Lady Lesso?? Reader gets a bad panic attack during the night and just starts running until she runs into Lesso. Reader gets a bad flashback and starts hurting herself. Lesso is furious at first and then tries to help.
Sorry it was worded so badly lol but I love your writing 💜🙏
Hello @xx-state-of-mind-xx thank you for the ask and prompt darling. I tried my best with it for you. I appreciate your support my darling I hope this was okay for you ♥️
Internal demons
*Authors note ~ I'm honestly loving these fic prompts, I love that they also soothe you guys as well as myself. Such a joy for me to write and I love hearing from you guys even if it's just an ask or a message to say hi!*
Trigger warning ~ panic attacks, self harm, abuse, flashbacks
Prompt~see the ask
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You knew this would happen. It happened every single year. It's always around this time of year. Your brain seemed to cling to this date and force you back into that time. A time where you were a shell of yourself. It was truly heart breaking for you to be flung back into the past, it was as if you were never going to heal from it completely. Deep down a part of you knew your heart would always bare the scars of that time. But you wish you could just forget. But apparently you're not able to.
It was impossible to avoid seeing the date, after all it was plastered all over both schools and the girls in your dormitory had calendars all displaying the date. It seemed to haunt you no matter where you went. And the lack of sleep was clearly getting to you and you were waking up with random marks along various parts of your body with no recollection of how they found their way there. Marks on a Never was certainly not unusual and as far as you knew no one had noticed anything different about you. But little did you know the professor for the school for good had noticed your withdrawn nature and the excessive amount of marks appearing. At first she was sure Lesso had taken you to the Doom room. Nothing too uncommon for her to do with her Nevers, but this many days in a row? It just seemed unfair. And that's how she came to Lady Lesso's office.
Unbeknownst to you, Clarissa and Leonora were having a hearted discussion about you. Leonora protesting her innocence, that you had not visited her Doom room while Clarissa insisting it's the only reason that made any sense and pleading with her to go easier on you. Lesso quickly became frustrated with this. After all she had not truly hurt you at all, and the fact a Never had failed to come to her in their time of need. She truly was not a monster and did not wish to be seen as one. The two women parted ways, equally as confused about the situation but Clarissa knew she couldn't do anymore for you now. All she could do is hope and pray Lesso had heard her pleas.
As for Lady Lesso, she began to pay extra attention to you whenever she spotted you about. It was clear something was going on to cause this strange behaviour, but what could it be? It stumped the fiery head women and she did not like to be at stumped. No, the Dean was typically known to be a few paces ahead of everyone else so this was a rather unusual feeling for her.  That night everything was revealed and she could honestly say, it was something she'd never had even thought of.
You had settled into your dorm that night, trying the same calming routine you always did when your nightmares were flaring. Despite the routine never preventing the dreams from occurring, it did provide a content feeling knowing when you'd undoubtedly wake you'd have everything you need at the bedside. Water, food, stuffed bear that absolutely nobody was allowed to know of and even a blanket. You'd hum the same tune to yourself every night as you drifted off into a restless slumber.
Instantly you are back there again. Back into the very own fiery pits of your personal hell. It was the same every night. The same red room, the same chains he'll even the same scent. It engulfed your tiny frame instantly making you feel the urge to throw up. You knew exactly what would happen, after all it was the same every night, just as it had been back when you were five years old. No matter how hard you attempted to pull yourself from the shadows of the dream world you never could. You had to wait the torment out and only when your brain was ready were you released. The ending was always the same, the room would be engulfed in feisty flames. The very heat of them burning your skin as you lay helplessly chained to the floor. The smell of burning flesh quickly taking over your senses, drowning out your screams of terror.
You bolted upright in your bed, hands frantically gripping at the skin you'd just witnessed be burned. Normally you would be able to calm your breathing with the items by your bedside. But not tonight. No tonight you needed air. To leave. Frantically, you threw your exhausted body from the bed and scrambled to the door. In your state you had forgotten that your feet were bare and you were only covered by a simple onyx nightdress. Your feet continued to carry you mindlessly. You had no clue where you were or even what period of time you were in. Your mind in the throws of flashbacks from that time. His voice taunting you, blaming you a scared little child who had only wanted love. Instead you were starved and chained to the floor at any slight inconvenience you unknowingly created. Hell you would try so hard to be good yet somehow you'd always end up doing something wrong.
The vile words he had spewed at you running rampant around your mind as you began to rip at your skin. You were mirroring a punishment you'd been given unknowingly. Scratching your arms taking chunks of skin away, hitting yourself and even banging your head against the stone walls. All recreating what you were seeing. Once again you had banged your head on the wall as you rounded the corner, the blood tangling itself in your hair. Only you collided with a firm warm body. A natural reaction was to bring your arms to your face in a protective stance. He had found you. How? It didn't matter. You had to protect your face at least, then maybe you could hide the wounds he had created.
Lady Lesso had patrol duty that night, and it was rather dull if she was honest. She longed for someone to be awake and earn themselves a trip to the Doom room, just for some entertainment. However, when she had rounded the corner with a body colliding with her own, her anger flared. Angry words flew from her lips about the insolence and idiocy anyone would have to run into the Dean of Evil. Truly, did they wish for death? All those harsh words soon died out after seeing your bloody and bruised body shaking with uncontrollable terror.
Truth being told you were a state, and if you were in a more rational mindset you'd be embarrassed at such a display of weakness. All you could do is start t rip at the skin on your arms once more and let out a long incoherent line of apologies. You soon enough slid to the ground curling up as small as humanly possible before banging your head once more against the stone. Lesso stood in shock at the display, only then catching sight of your hazy eyes. You weren't in the present that much was obvious. But what were you seeing to cause such a reaction? She quickly thought back to everything she knew of you, turns out it was not much at all. Nothing of use either.
The next move is to stop you hurting yourself and bring you back to the present. She jumped into action pealing your exhausted body from the wall and placing it against her chest as she sat with you between her legs. Obviously, Lesso had absolutely no clue how to help you, everything being done on an impulse, one of her students was seriously hurting and not by her own hand. The way you shrank into yourself recreating the small frame of your younger self. That was the first sign you must have been young, the very sign that had Lesso slipping into a motherly role. "Little one? Darling you can't do that you'll hurt yourself" she murmured to you now pinning your arms to your sides, "can you follow my voice sweet one? I need you to come back to me. I promise whatever you're seeing isn't happening right now. You're safe little one." She whispered hoping to break through your attack and bring you back to earth.
With a massive shudder you rapidly blinked your eyes being forced from the flashback. It took a few seconds for you to adjust. How had you gotten out of the dorm? And who's arms were you now held in? You quickly glanced at your body, seeing where your nails had been furiously ripping your skin. Your head absolutely throbbing like crazy. You brought a hand to the epicentre of the pain only to feel warm liquids. Your blood now covered the tips of your fingers, causing a gasp from you which alerted the older women. "Little one?" She hummed and you froze stiff. You knew that voice. Lady Lesso. You were sat in Lady Lesso's arms, blood all over your body.
The panic must have been evident on your face as she picked you up and carried you to the dorm. After all it was past midnight now and you were only in night attire, you could catch your death out here. After placing you in the bed, the Dean spotted the items on the bedside table, instantly offering them to you which you did take some water and your stuffed bear. A blush adorned your cheeks at her seeing your childhood bear. The only safe constant in your life. Lesso started to clean and sort any damage to your body that you had caused in a comfortable silence. She started a conversation, curious of the bear, "so who is this little one?"
"He's Ems. Had him since I was born" you mumbled embarrassed. "Well hello there Ems, i'm Lady Lesso" she introduced herself to the bear earning a giggle from you. You were expecting her to be cold and harsh and tell you that you had to grow up. No Never should have a stuffed animal. But no here she was caring for you and taking an interest in what made you feel better, if talking to a stuffed animal would help you then that's exactly what she would do. Lady Lesso sat with you until you were tucked up in bed fast asleep with your arms wrapped tightly around Ems. With an innocent kiss to your forehead she left the dorm making a mental note to speak with you tomorrow.
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*Authors note~ I'm not sure if I love this one or not but I tried and had some fun stepping out of my comfort zone*
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