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mirangel · 9 months

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HII RANN ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I REQUESTED SOMETHING SOOO LIKE CAN YOU DO ALHAITHAM X HYBRID READER X KAVEH AND LIKE THE READERS IN HEAT LOLOLOL

(I suffer from an unclean mind 😂😂)

monthly heat !

cw: gn!reader, hybrid!reader, heat, slightly omegaverse-y, polyam, kavetham here and there, praise, overstim, degradation, double pounding, dumbification

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

you can’t help but drown yourself in the overwhelming feeling of your heat. you practically raided your two roommates’ closets in order to prepare for this after all, but nothing could come close to the two men’s presence themselves. you could hardly breathe, grinding yourself in your beloved architect’s silk pillow, while you bury your face into your scribe’s clothing, begging to no one in particular for them to come home quicker, for them to come home and satisfy your needs. luckily for you however, they came home earlier than they both expected, and they were greeted to a beautiful sight of you humping kaveh’s pillow, while drowning your entire senses in alhaitham’s clothes.

“my… how naughty of you, to be playing with yourself while we’re away.” alhaitham sneers, pinning himself above your needy body while kaveh moves his body next to yours, rubbing the small of your back with his slender hand, using the other hand to rest his head on his fist, a gentle smile on his face. “alhaitham dear, this poor thing’s in heat! we should take care of them, it’s our duty as their mate after all!” the blond chirps, giving a small peck on the other’s cheek before unzipping his pants, with the other following suit shortly.

kaveh is a much kinder man, who treats you like glass as he presses kisses on your body as he mumbles sweet praises into your ear. he tells you how much you fit him perfectly when he slots himself inside of you, how beautiful you look underneath him, moaning when he takes you entirely, encouraging your moans that slip out of your mouth, coaxing you to go further, “tell me what you need, dear bunny.” he coos, caressing your cheek with his hand as he thrusts himself deeper into you.

alhaitham is much rougher, who treats you like the animal you are when he brings you to your peak over and over, he’ll bring you the satisfaction you deserve, despite what his other partner says, he’ll treat you as rough as you want him to go. “my, you little slut, if i had known you’d want this sooner i could’ve fucked you as hard as you want.” he grins, prodding a sensitive spot inside you that makes your legs curl around his waist.

the two of them together are like two devils in disguise, they find ways to satisfy you in unison without even giving each other more than a single glance and a nod, their two cocks pounding your hole with delicacy and toughness in one mixed setting, their ragged breaths in your ear as they mumble and moan about how you good you feel. you can hardly think, but that’s okay, you’re content being like this. your heat may be temporary, but their love for you is eternal.

ok!! i had this marinating in my inbox for a while and unfortunately for me! i am drunk off my shit writing this so this may be poorly written i am so sorry haha

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stararch4ngelqueen · 7 months

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Ghosts & Mirages (18+ Fanfic Masterlist)

Summary: An Ongoing fanfic Series of Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley and Sargeant Codename "Mirage" (The f!reader. This is your OC, I made reader INCREDIBLY detail inclusive. Imagine yourself however you want!)

Render Artwork: @ave661

Warning: Nearly each and every chapter contains HEAVY, HEAVY themes involved, ranging from dark to light topics, Will contain warnings for each part, as some contain more than one chapter, please beware!

Warnings Vary: From Smut, Gore/Violence, Fluff, and Dark Themes-MOSTLY MENTIONS (Ex: self harm)

Part 1- Now You Seen 'Em, Now You Don't

Part 2- Consequences

Part 3- Clouded Conscience

Part 4- The Switch

Part 5- Cherished Spirits

Part 6- Angel of Small Death

Part 7- La Dama Sin Cara

Part 8- Las Illusiones

Here is an incredibly tasteful audio collab, based off ‘Clouded Conscience’, with the Incredible Badjhur himself!!

PLEASE READ: I am not posing/or a fake acc. I am the MAIN author for this series. PLEASE read here for more info. <3

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demonskiss · 11 months

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how would they react to a very sleepy darling? like if you just constantly fell asleep everywhere

- 🪽

too much sleep

cw: noncon, somno, creampie, cnc, oral (reader receiving), fingering

WARNING: VIOLETTA’S SECTION IS COMPLETELY PLATONIC

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

falling asleep in front of emory is one of the worst things you can do to yourself. they think you’re absolutely foolish for it, even if you can’t control it. and they’d be right, when they snake their hand further up your thigh, a emitting a quiet, but malicious laugh. you’ll be stripped naked by their deft hands, fucked silly on their cock, and they don’t even care if you wake up, in fact, they want you to wake up. they’ll make sure to time your awakenings to when they cum inside you, grinning when they see your horrified expression, and if you don’t wake up? oh well, they’ll make sure to leave a rude awakening for you, covered with dried cum on your violated body. you should really find better locations to sleep yknow?

blythe is taken aback at your sleeping form. yes, the urges tell him to ravage your body, to wake you up in the throughs of passion. but they couldn’t do that to you, not when you are so vulnerable. he brings this up to you the next time you’re awake, and when you tell him that it’s okay, he can touch your body, they can take you in your sleep and you don’t mind if you get waken up, this changes him completely, and every night, you’re awakened to him groping your body with passion in his grey blue eyes. he mumbles a half hearted apology, squeezing the meat of your thighs before diving back down between your legs once more. you’re afraid you won’t have much time to sleep anymore, they’re completely insatiable.

violetta drops her pencil on the ground when she feels your head drop to her shoulder. she can’t help but blush, her muse, her closest friend is so close to her! she can see every small detail on your lovely face, and she’s amazed every single time. she can’t wake you, there’s no way she can when you’re sleeping so soundly right next to her. a prepared artist always has more than one pencil, and she sketches your lovely features, snarling at anyone who dares try to disturb your slumber. she simply laughs it off when you’re embarrassed about falling asleep on her, it just means you trust her after all! and that’s super important between friends!

ambrose sees this daily, when he was hidden when you first moved in, to now, when you’re fully aware of him and his peculiar mannerisms. but he still cannot get over how stunning you look, the way your chest rises and falls like a steady beat, the way your face looks so calm and still, reminding the man of his body back when he died. he can’t control himself, grazing your body with the pads of his freezing fingers, slipping his hands past your clothes, watching you moan softly in your sleep. it gets him so aroused hearing your sweet voice, egging him to slip his fingers down to between your legs, coaxing his fingers further into your hole. he then takes out his fingers, and quickly removes his spectral clothing, pushing himself where he truly belongs. and he wraps his arms around your warmer body, thrusting slowly and shallowly, taking his time. he’s truly sweet, and he’ll make sure he won’t wake you up, even though you’re half freezing to death because of him.

you cannot expect to send me this and me to not write somno? enjoy the food my pretties >:3

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still-not-over-transformers · 7 months

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hi! could you do i mirage x fem bot where she's kinda got the build of a mech and is super self conscious about it. and when noah and elena meet her they think she's a mech and she gets upset and they've got no clue whats going on but mirage does and he comforts her? sorry if this doesn't make sense 🫶

Just the Way You Are

ROTB Mirage x Femme Autobot Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1300

You had heard much about the Autobots’ human allies. As you waited patiently inside a warehouse which was the current hideout for Optimus Prime and the Autobots, you couldn’t help but feel excited. You had never directly interacted with humans during your short time on Earth, and you were looking forward to finally meeting them. Shortly after the Transwarp key had sent its beacon into the cosmos, you had followed its signal in your ship to Earth. This is where you would come to join up with the Autobots and make this planet your temporary new home.

As for your new comrades, you found them to be welcoming but you got along with some better than others. Of course you regarded Optimus with the utmost respect, but he wasn’t much for conversation and you didn’t want to risk embarrassing yourself in front of him. Arcee was informative and kind; Bumblebee was quirky and fun; but Mirage definitely made you feel far more comfortable. Actually, he made you laugh quite a bit, and despite Mirage’s antics often butting heads with Optimus, you couldn’t help but want to spend more time with him. Besides, he was highly in-tune with human culture and close friends with their human companions.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard the familiar rev of Mirage’s engine, causing you to transform from your vehicle mode into your Cybertronian form. In usual Mirage-fashion, the mech peeled into the warehouse in his Porsche vehicle mode before halting to a sudden stop. You couldn’t help but roll your optics slightly, thinking to yourself Always with the dramatic entrance.

As Mirage parked, both the driver’s side and passenger doors opened, allowing two humans to emerge. Once his cab was empty, Mirage transformed from his vehicle mode and stretched his limbs. As he glanced around, Mirage’s optics focused on you, “Hey, Y/N! Ready to meet my friends?” His tone was upbeat and full of excitement as he beamed with eagerness. You took a few steps forward before focusing your gaze towards the two small human figures standing before you. “I’m glad to meet your acquaintance. I am Y/N,” you lower your frame slightly, trying to decrease the height difference as much as you can.

Mirage steps in to introduce everyone, “Y/N, this is my boi, Noah, and the badass Elena.” Both Noah and Elena smile up at you, with Noah stepping forward to address you, “Y/N, it’s an honor to meet you. It’s great to have another Autobot on the team. Maybe Mirage, you, and me can head out on the town afterwards. Just the three of us guys hanging out.” Before you can fully process Noah’s words, Elena chimes in, “It’s nice to have you joining us, Y/N. Hopefully Mirage and Noah don’t rub off on you too much. Honestly, we don’t need too many boys misbehaving after all.”

You pause briefly, taking in what you just heard, Do they think I’m a… mech? You tried to keep your thoughts to yourself, attempting to force your emotions to the back of your mind. As much as you tried, you couldn’t stop the surge of emotions that would ultimately bubble to the surface. You were aware that your frame build wasn’t as feminine as a bot such as Arcee. That you were built thicker and more muscular than the average femme on Cybertron, a fact that had plagued you even before the war, as many a mech would make a jab at your more masculine appearance and voice. It all would become too much, and your body language betrayed your thoughts and feelings.

Noah and Elena watched you in confusion, unsure of what was bothering you. Noah stepped forward to speak, “Hey, Y/N, are you okay? Was it something we said?”

Unable to contain your emotions any longer, you turned suddenly and glared down at

Noah and Elena. “Yes it was something you said! It’s something that everyone, human or Cybertronian, apparently has to point out!” Your words came out in a tone of both anger and agony. You would swiftly turn away and transform into your alt mode, before driving out of the warehouse, your destination: anywhere but here.

Both Noah and Elena are left speechless and with a sense of guilt, although they had no idea why. Mirage looked down at the two of them and gestured to Noah, “Hey, don’t worry about it. I’ve got this.” He quickly shuffled away from them both, transforming into his vehicle mode then driving off in pursuit of Y/N. After a short drive, Mirage follows your trail to a secluded and abandoned lighthouse on the edge of the bay. Mirage had been here before and knew this was usually where you went to relax or calm down after a hard day. Mirage transformed from his vehicle mode and walked around the exterior of the lighthouse, finding you sitting down, your back leaned against the building. He notices your dour demeanor and softly speaks, “Hey… Y/N, are you feeling alright?”

Although you weren’t expecting Mirage to follow you after your outburst, you weren’t surprised as he was Mirage after all. You kept your gaze averted from Mirage, “...I could be better…”

Mirage tries to keep a positive attitude and sits beside you, scooching closer to you, “I’m really sorry for Noah and Elena… I promise you they didn’t mean to offend you. Even humans can make mistakes and I’ll let them know what’s up.” His optics are locked onto you, his expression soft but clearly full of concern.

“I’m sorry if I overreacted, but… it’s not just them, it’s just… everything and it’s hard not to be affected by it.” Your entire life you had to struggle with your appearance and how so many Cybertronians mistook your gender. You always tried to ignore and deny how this made you feel, but there was only so much you could handle. Despite having known him for a short time, Mirage had always tried to make you feel better in his own quirky way. You always laughed at his jokes and you were always down to join him on patrols or occasionally risk a lecture from Prime after breaking curfew. Primus forbid anyone should know you had developed a crush on him, although you never thought you had a chance with someone like him.

Sensing your distress, Mirage shifts towards you and places a servo on your shoulder. “Y/N, I’m gonna be honest with you. You’re cute as hell and I think you are one of the finest femmes in the universe.” He flashes a brief smirk before his expression changes to be softer and more vulnerable. Mirage begins to go off on details about your personality and how he finds your mannerisms absolutely adorable. But this mech isn’t done yet. “Don’t get me started on how a chick who could bench me is beyond hot as slag. And don’t get me started on what’s ‘feminine.’ Cause what even defines that? Tall, short, skinny, built, thick, all the same to me.” He fires off a shameless wink towards you before clearing his throat and re-focusing, “Look, Y/N, I’m sorry I haven’t told you sooner, but I really like you. As in… ‘like you’ like you. But… I understand if you don’t feel the sam–”

Before Mirage can finish his sentence, you wrap your arms around him and pull him close, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Catching yourself, you quickly pull away embarrassed, “...I-i’m sorry…! I don’t know what came over me—” You are in-turn surprised as Mirage brings you close once more and kisses you,

As his lips slowly pull away, Mirage smirks to you, “I one-million percent feel the same.”

END

#transformers #transformers rotb #transformers oneshot #mirage transformers #mirage #transformers x reader #transformers x y/n #transformers x reader insert

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atinystraynstay · 4 months

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I Could Be Your Lifeline - Kang Taehyun

Synopsis: You and Taehyun have been childhood best friends. You grew up in the same town, went to the same college, and now worked in the same city. You two are each other's lifeline as you explore the world of being a young adult. He would do anything for you.

Pairing: non-idol! Kang Taehyun x fem reader

Genre: Angst, bad date, fluff, best friends to lovers

Word Count: 2.7k

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I sighed as I glanced between the red dress and the black dress that was in my closet. They both were gorgeous, but which one screamed 'first date'? At least you don't have to make a decision on your own.

"Taehyun, if you were going on a first date, what color would you hope the girl wears?" You asked

Taehyun was laying on your bed, his head resting on the mountain of pillows you had at the top. His arms were crossed over his chest. He watched as you held up the two dresses, your eyes somewhat glancing towards the red dress but you were trying your best not to make it obvious. It took everything in him not to smirk, not wanting to make it known he had caught you. You were too adorable.

"I think the red one would be nice? You know, a pop of color to catch someone's attention."

You grinned with satisfaction. His heart skipped a beat at the sight. God, he loved making you happy. You hung up the black dress in your closet before heading towards your bathroom to get ready.

Once the coast was clear, Taehyun pressed his head to your pillow and let out a low groan. It was torture witnessing you get ready for someone else. He wanted to be the guy that was going to take you out, show you out to the world. He wanted to be the one you got excited about seeing, telling anyone that was willing to listen. Yet, he find himself always freezing up when it was time to confess to you.

As he heard the door open, he sat up quickly. His eyes nearly popped out of their head as you revealed yourself. You got to be kidding me.

You were wearing a maroon, square neck dress. It was a long sleeve dress that had elastic cuffs around the wrists, amplifying the fairy-like look. It was a fit and flare dress that just looked like it was made for you. Selfishly, he might have also picked out the dress because it was his favorite color on you. You just radiated when you work red.

"So, what do you think? You sure this isn't too much for a first date?" "Y/n, I mean this, you look phenomenal."

You grinned with satisfaction as you did a small twirl in the dress, letting him have a full view. If only you weren't getting ready for someone else, if only you were getting ready for him. He wanted so desperately to walk up and kiss you, to feel your lips against his. But that wasn't something that best friends did.

You turned towards the mirror in your bedroom. It was a sun mirror you bought from Urban Outfitters. It was very fitting, as Taehyun always compared you to the sun.

"I think I'm going to leave my hair natural today. I've really been loving my curls.'

God damn. You were going to be the death of him.

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Before your date showed up, you urged Taehyun to leave. Mainly because this was your first date with this guy, and you didn't want to give the wrong impression.

While Taehyun should be happy for you, he couldn't help but feel the sting in his heart. You had only really gotten serious abut dating in the past couple of weeks. He thought he had more time to devise a plan in how to make you his. Your friends saw it as the perfect opportunity to set up your dating profile.

Not surprisingly, you were getting messages within five minutes of your account being open. Of course everyone wanted to be with you. You were one of a kind. Taehyun just wished he was first in line.

He had found himself back in the dorms an hour after you give him the boot to the door. He took the long way home, wanting to take the train back to the dorms so he could be alone with his thoughts.

Would you even be interested in dating him? You two were best friends. While there have been numerous storylines where best friends are perfect lovers, he knew the reality that it can be hard. He cannot afford to lose you in his life. It was dangerous territory to venture into. Even him confessing his feelings was a risk.

Maybe he should talk to Soobin or Yeonjun about how he was feeling? He felt like the whole scenario was a cruel form of torture. While he loved seeing you be happy, he felt sick to his stomach knowing it wasn't him at the end of the day you were seeing so intimately. Maybe his two older friends could provide insight?

He was about to get a glass of water to clear his mind when his phone began to ring. That's freaky. I was just about to call Soobin. Did he read my mind? Taehyun peered over but froze the moment he saw your name flash on the screen. Something didn't feel right about you calling him this time.

However, he didn't hesitate. Not now. Getting water was soon forgotten as he reached over for his phone. His thumb hit the green answer button before he held up the phone to his ear.

"Taehyun?" You sounded distressed

At the sound of your voice, he was on high alert. You didn't speak in your normal energetic tone. You sounded upset. What happened? Were you ok? He needed immediate answers, but he knew allowing himself to get worked up wouldn't help the two of you at the moment.

"Angel, what's going on?" "I need you to pick me up.'

He frowned upon hearing you but was immediately on his feet. He wasn't sure what had happened, but there was no time to ask questions. Not when you need him immediately. "I'm already on my way," he promised. He grabbed his car keys and wallet before rushing to slip on his shoes. Taehyun just had to get to you.

"Are you in a safe location right now? I have your location, but I want to make sure you're okay until I get there." "Yeah, I'll be okay. Can you please hurry?" Taehyun didn't have to be told twice. With his shoes and jacket on, he rushed out to the car. He put you on speaker so he could get into the car quickly, but also could listen and speak to you if needed. He didn't even notice that it was raining. Taehyun literally sprinted out of the dorm to get to his car. He didn't even notice that it was raining. Taehyun literally sprinted out of the dorm to get to his car.

"Y/n, sweetheart, do you want me to stay on the line with you while I drive?" "Taehyun, no! It's raining. I don't want you to risk getting into a car accident. Just get here safely, please."

You were always looking out for other people before you looked after yourself. He's never met someone has kind and compassionate as you.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

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It felt like only a minute passed by between when you called Taehyun and hung up the phone. You waited under the awning outside of the restaurant after hiding out in the bathroom. At least until you were certain your date left.

Four wheels pulled up which caused you to look up. You could recognize that car anywhere. Taehyun. The car was still running, able to see the emissions from the exhaust pipe wrap around the car signaling Taehyun had the heat running. A door opened and closed followed by quick footsteps.

Taehyun emerged from the other side of the car, a look of shock and concern on his face. He was holding a rain jacket in his hands. It was your pink rain coat, the one you left in his backseat the last time you two got caught in the rain. "You told me you were in a safe location, y/n. It's raining out. You could get sick," he frowned.

You matched his frown, sighing. "I'm sorry. I just couldn't stand being inside any longer," you confessed. Taehyun didn't want to come across as if he was scolding you. He was just concerned. All he did was kiss your forehead lingering before assisting you in putting your jacket on. "Come on, sweet girl," he spoke gently. He moved his hands to make sure the hood of the jacket covered your head. You worked on zipping it up. Once satisfied that you would be dry, he smiled. "Let's get you out of here."

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Taehyun and you had a habit of going on drives when you were upset. You often blasted music from a playlist you two made. You would scream lyrics, laugh, and just forget about your problems. Tonight, you two rode in silence.

He went to every length to make sure you were comfortable. It was an awkward silence. It offered you to fill the space with whatever you needed. If you needed to play music, he was ready to sing along with you. If you needed to vent, he was ready to listen. He would drive for however long you needed him to. With the heat on, you were able to relax comfortably into the leather seat behind you. However, if you got too hot, he would cut it off.

You were his whole world.

When you told him that you didn't even get to the dinner on the date, he immediately took you to the nearest convenience store. The two of you ran inside, laughing and dodging the raindrops as they continued to fall. Taehyun loved hearing your laughter. You still had not unveiled what exactly happened, but he was just content seeing you happy again.

You picked out all of your favorite snacks - a lemon lime soda, a bag of honey butter chips, and these blue gummy sharks. He also got a salmon kimbap he knew you loved.

Instead of sitting in the convenience store to eat, Taehyun had another idea. He paid for your food, even though you fought him on it. It was a losing battle on your part anyways. Taehyun had you two return to his car where he drove you towards the top level of a parking garage in the city, where you could park and enjoy your food. He also knew that you loved looking at the skyline

"Thank you for driving out to come pick me up, Taehyun," you spoke up.

Looking over at you, Taehyun smiled gently. "It really isn't a big deal, y/n. I would do anything you asked."

"I bet you're wondering what happened," you murmured.

Of course he was curious. You've had a handful of bad dates, but none that resulted in you calling him to rescue you from the date. However, he didn't want to just ask outright out of respect for you.

"Taehyun, he was awful! First of all, he showed up to the date late. I understand because the weather isn't the best," you began retelling. "But then he had the nerve to tell me how I should have dressed, how I should have done my hair."

He could feel his anger bubbling inside of him. He's never met the guy you were supposed to go out with tonight but he prays he never comes across him. Taehyun couldn't understand how someone could be that brainless. I mean, you were the most incredible person. You have a heart of gold, and are effortlessly beautiful inside and out. You are perfection.

"I just got so frustrated and upset that I wasted my time getting ready for someone like him that I just got up and left," you explained. "I'm so sorry, angel," he sighed. "I just don't get what is wrong with me?"

His eyes widened. He turned in his seat so he was resting the side of his body against the driver's seat. Was he hearing you correctly? Did you actually think something was wrong with you? No, he needed to fix that.

"There is nothing wrong with you."

The tone of his voice took you by surprise. He was stern. His gaze locked on you which made you instantly regret asking that question. You stared at him with wide eyes. Seeing your shock, he relaxed a bit but still knew he had to help you see just how amazing you are.

"Baby girl, I mean that. I am not speaking to you as just your best friend. You are the most remarkable woman I know. Not only are you kind, generous, intellectual, and witty, but you are so gorgeous. You carry yourself with grace and elegance. You are stunning from head to toe. Any guy would be lucky to be yours. The guy who were out with tonight is going to realize tomorrow how much he lost out on."

Your heart swelled hearing Taehyun. You never knew him, or anyone for that matter, viewed in such a positive light. You figured you were average compared to other girls.

"I mean, I regret not telling you sooner how I feel," Taehyun admitted.

In that moment, both of your eyes widened as you stared at each other. You were trying to make sure you heard Taehyun correctly. On the other side, Taehyun was freaking out over what he just said.

"What?" You both said in unison. "Taehyun, tell me what?"

There was no turning back. Taehyun's feelings towards you have been growing every day. It pained him when you went out with other people, but it also brought him great joy to have you in his life. He never wanted to do anything to upset the balance, but he was about to take a leap. The way you were looking at him made him want to scream out his feelings.

"Y/n, I've had feelings for you since we met. I've wanted to be the man in your life. However, I thought we were just best friends and I didn't want to mess things up because I didn't want you to see me as just some creep, you know? I wanted to show you that I could really be the man you deserve in your life, but that led to me never confessing," you admitted.

It was as if everything you've wanted to hear finally came to light. You have gone back and forth with the idea of you and Taehyun getting together. However, you were his best friend. You never wanted to cross a line you couldn't backtrack. He was too important in your life.

Not realizing what took over you, you very carefully crossed over the middle console into his lap. He laughed and was taken back by your actions. His hands immediately fell on your waist to help you over, wanting to make sure you didn't hurt yourself in the process. "What are you doing?" "Something that I should've done a long time ago," you confessed.

Once you were settled in his lap, you placed on hand on his shoulder. The other hand cupped his cheek, gazing into his eyes. You were looking for any sign at all, whether it be verbal or his body language to stop. He stared at you with anticipation. A gentle smile was curled on his lips. You watched as his eyes glanced from yours to your lips before looking back into your eyes.

There is the green light.

You leaned in to fully press your lips against yours. He squeezed your hips at the feeling and pulled you in closer. You giggled against his lips as reality set in. You were kissing your best friend. His lips were soft yet he overtook the kiss, showing that he wanted this as equally as you did.

The sound of your lips smacking against one another and the sound of rain still falling made the perfect ambiance. You melted underneath Taehyun's touch. He always had the power to make you feel soft and warm without even trying. Now with getting to be such emotionally vulnerable with him, really letting him in, that feeling was amplified.

Yeah, you definitely were not going back to how things used to be now.

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basimbigtits · 2 months

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Basim with clingy y/n drawing? 👉👈

here you go :D

#basim ibn ishaq #basim ibn ishaq x reader #ac mirage #assassins creed mirage #art #Basim ibn ishaq x y/n #assassins creed

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photoseditedfrw · 10 months

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coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic · 1 year

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Your octane story is cute! Could you possibly do a short story for Elliot? With maybe a non legend? 🥹

Thank you!! Of course! 🥰

Mirage/Elliott x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none! This is mostly fluff with a suggested smut. 💕

You were going to photography school, it was the one thing you could see yourself doing for a long time without getting tired of it. Finally the end of the semester was nearing and your final was to go to a red carpet event for the Apex Legends. Get some good shots, which would prove difficult due to the sheer amount of paparazzi present. But you managed to not only get awesome pictures of the Legend Mirage but you got to interview him!

That’s how you two met. Now, somehow he was your boyfriend. Dating Elliott Witt was a dream, he would dedicate some wins to you and would always somehow bring up “my girlfriend y/n” into almost every interview. Nobody knew your face and you preferred it that way, you didn’t want that publicly.

It had been months since you lay saw him in person. The only interactions you got were calls, texts and FaceTime. Which were great but you missed his hugs, his cooking, his kisses, and the snuggles. You and Elliott hadn’t gotten intimate yet due to his boundaries. He was uncomfortable with the idea of having sex when you hadn’t been together that long, his heart couldn’t take giving someone that side of him if they were only going to break up. But you’ve been dating for 6 months now. Sure you haven’t been physically together most of that time but he’s visited you a handful of times.

Gosh you missed him, you decided to see when the next event was and maybe surprise him there. You found the dates and immediately booked a spot to be right next to the carpet. Getting excited you packed the moment it was final and headed out for the airport when it was time. You kept texting Elliott as if nothing had changed, saying you were doing projects and that you were gonna be a little busier than usual so replies might be slower. He didn’t mind of course, sending encouraging words and gifs, mostly of himself. You laughed and couldn’t wait to finally be in his arms again.

You landed and made it to your hotel, plopping onto the bed in your room. The event was tomorrow! You had to get on something he liked. White button up shirt with a little vest on to show your shape and his favorite jeans that you owned. It hugged your body and showed all his favorite bits. That was the perfect outfit. You could hardly sleep that night you were that excited, but you slept and woke up bright any early to shower and get ready. Everything was perfect, your hair and makeup were on and you made sure to use a lip stain so you didn’t leave little marks on his face, not that he would care. He’d wear them with pride.

You got a ride to the event, camera in hand to blend in and snag some pictures of the other legends on the carpet while you waited. Soon enough they began walking one by one down the way and you finally saw your man. Mirage himself. He was walking with a clone of himself and they were ‘complimenting’ each other before ‘noticing’ the paparazzi. “Oh! Hey! We didn’t see you there. How’s it goin’!” His clone vanished and he began to smile and pose for the camera. His iconic finger guns and winks. He was so handsome in his legends outfit.

“Mr. Witt! Can I get a shot over here?” You call out.

“Well that’s a fancy way to get my attenti-“ he turns to look at you and the moment you locked eyes his expression went from his usual expression for the camera to a wide eyed smile. “W-WHOA! It’s you! You’re here! Like actually here! Unless you pulled a me, but wait.. you can’t do that. Y/N!!” He rushed over to you and lifted you over the rope barrier and hugged you. The embrace was so warm and his musk was stained on the uniform he wore. You nuzzled into him trying to soak it up. He pulled back and kept his arm around you. “This is my girlfriend!!” He shouted proudly. You felt a blush creep onto your face and you looked up at him. “Isn’t she just amazing!!” He laughed and looked at you, not caring about the cameras for a moment and kissed you right there. You almost rested up when you felt his lips on yours. You were home. “Gosh I missed you..” you whispered and he smiled and pulled your hands up, kissing your knuckles. “I missed you a whole much.” Elliott was known for stumbling over his words but right now he was calm and he knew what he wanted to say to you.

Once the event was done and over with you reconnected and he introduced you to everyone. You were happily greeted by most of them, a lot of em teasing Elliott for landing someone so pretty and all he could do was agree with them. He took you back to your hotel and you guys ordered in, watched a movie and cuddled the whole time. You at one point started to kiss on him which of course turned into a makeout session on the bed. Straddling him as his hands rested on your hips. You could feel him get excited but you didn’t do anything about it, not wait to push his boundary.

He pulled back, catching his breathe and red on his cheeks. “C-could we. Uhm.. Yaknow. Do the thing..? O-only if you want!” There’s his stumbling. “Baby, are you sure?” You ask, making sure he was positive. “Yes! I’m so sure, very sure, extremely s-sure! I just I missed you a lot and I really want to be.. uh… closer?” Poor guy was a mess. You kiss him deeply and began to take off your clothes.

The rest of the night was filled with love and closeness between you two. Finally together again.

#fanfic #my writing #x reader #x y/n #mdni #apex legends #apex legends x reader #mirage #mirage apex legends #apex mirage #elliott witt #apex Elliott #apex legends Elliott #apex mirage x reader

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idkwhosthis12121 · 15 days

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ON THE RUN Transformers fanfic Mirage and Noah

You were Chris's babysitter. You and Noah grew up together, and you know the Diaz family pretty well, perchance. Today was supposed to be another day babysitting Chris, but on your way to Noah's apartment, you decided to take a short cut through an alleyway. It was already pretty late at night since Mrs. Diaz had to take a night shift, and Noah was working in his workshop. You haven't gone down this alleyway before, so you don't know what to expect. As you're walking, you spot a kinda cool, rusty car. You approach it, observing it. You look at the car brand logo only to be met with one you were unfamiliar with. You step closer to get a better look, but that's what the car starts to make whirling sounds and transforms into a tall, mechanical robot. You stare at it in shock, and it stares back at you. You take a step back, and it takes a step forward. You then turn around and sprinted as fast you possibly could. Behind you, you could hear a car speeding after you. You ran as fast as you could, reaching Noah's workshop. Once you got there, you practically busted down the door. "NOAH!" You shouted as you ran to wear he was, working on a car. You almost trip over yourself. Noah holds you by your elbows, and you put your hands on his shoulders, shaking him."Hey, what's wrong?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "Noah, you will never believe -" before you could even finish your sentence, the robot from before speeds through the workshop garage door and transforms into its mech-form. You hide behind Noah, you hear something from behind you. You turn your head and see a blue and silver Porsche. A 911 Carrera RS 3.8 to be specific. It transforms into a robot as well. "WHAT THE F-" You are cut off once again as the Porsche robot things' arm turns into a gun/Canon. It shoots the other robot that was chasing you multiple times. You turn your head back to Noah. He gives a weak smile and speaks. "Okay, before you freak out. This is mirage," He says, motioning to the Porsche. "Mirage is an autobot from a planet called cybrotron. The thing that was chasing you is a terrocon.-" You turned and ran out. You didn't get very far until Noah caught up to in the autobot 'mirage'. "Yo, you need a ride, Mami?" Noah asks with a subtle smirk. "Get in, sweetspark." You hear an unfamiliar voice, oh great, they can talk too. "Sure, I guess." You shrug, getting into the car. Noah starts driving to his place. "So, we have a lot to fill you in on, huh?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "Definitely." You replied.

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#transformers #mirage #noah diaz #autobots #fanfic #rise of the beasts #y/n #noah diaz x reader #x reader

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danddymaro · 2 years

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Me Too | Mirage x Reader

The sweet floofy stuff with Elli. though, NSFW.

As this is Mirage, we will give him the ‘ol cliche of doing it in front of the mirror.

‘Cause he’s cute guys, and he needs the love.

Plus he’s like... a momma’s boy lol. That’s cute.

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Me Too

Earlier that night you'd been at the Paradise Lounge, keeping your trickster friend company throughout the working hours until it was just you two and a few complimentary drinks that had you both just a bit too honest with each other.

You weren't drunk, neither of you was, but maybe just a bit close to tipsy, enough for you to have been the one to put a rather crazy idea out there first.

And it was enough to have him put no hesitation between your question and his answer.

It was also close enough for him to take it a step further and admit that he's fantasized about it before, that it'd come to mind so many times before, that, he’d dreamed of it too.

And it'd been only fair for you to tell him that it'd been the same for you.

Sure, you guys always flirted, but playfully.

You never went out in the open with your sex life, until then.

"- That long?" Mirage said with half amusement, half shock.

"Yes!" you said with a bit of bite, embarrassed at the way he gawked at you like it was something to really laugh at.

Annoyed, you crossed you arms and turned your nose a different direction, “So just shut up!” you added, regretting having told him.

He noted your insult and began to chuckle, seeming nervous, " Hey, Hey, calm down!" he said back.

"Don't look at me like that," he added, holding back from shrinking under your darkened gaze.

“I just can’t believe it,” he admitted.

"- If it makes you feel better... it's been a while for me too," he confessed.

And that innocent little conversation had led to you following him back to his place, both of you enthusiastic, sneaking in like two devious kids up to no good.

Even if there was no one home, you followed behind him as he tugged you along, laughing when he almost tripped over his own footing, very clearly excited.

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- It’s weird.

Anything new would sometimes be strange, but this, this new thing was definitely something you would have never thought to do, even alone.

It wasn't as though it was some taboo act, but even then, watching yourself in such a state was awkward.

Well, at first it was, because slowly, you eased into the act.

' I mean... it IS weird,' You tell yourself.

'But... but hot too, ' you think quickly, correcting yourself while your (e/c) colored eyes cannot help but slowly trail over the reflection before you, stopping at the alluring sight with half-lidded eyes that had slowly fallen from their initial wide-eyed setting.

You'd wanted to look away at first, but there was something about you being on display, handled by such a beautiful man that had you attentive, unable to look away to where slowly, your shame dwindled into nonexistence.

Before then, the first thing you'd seen was your own eyes.

That's what you found focus on first to try and collect yourself, unprepared for how easily you'd slip into the act.

They'd been teary and wide-eyed in the beginning , seeming utterly shamed while the rest of you seemed to have no trace of dignity, no shamefulness that forces you to whither nor shy away.

Almost dumbly, you stare before you, bewitched by the beautiful man that also watches while the rest of his body gives you its attention.

Dark eyes sweet as the cocoa with a touch of light crème give their attention that is touched by so much sweetness your heart flutters.

There's something especially lovely about him at that point which should be nothing but sensual heat.

In the midst of that moment, there is a charming touch that makes you feel adored.

It makes you feel beautiful.

And you have to remind yourself that this isn't something between two lovers, two people that have confessed their feelings as something other than simple lust.

- It's just that... right?

You try and keep the wings that have sprouted from your beating heart weighed down enough so it doesn't soar to high, so it doesn’t start to believe in something that wasn’t there.

‘We’re just...fucking.’ You remind yourself, and briefly you think to yourself that what little alcohol had, had you giddy hadn’t lasted.

Perhaps that's what Elliot feels for you ; lust.

Maybe that’s what it is, even if his eyes say something else as they stare back at you through the reflection.

Maybe that's all he really feels even as his chest firmly presses against your back, making your hearts neighbors, at certain points sharing the same beat as though they speak the same language known only to them.

You know you are on the verge of tears, the thin sheet of moisture gathering so thickly as you bring your eyes so close that little drops threaten to drip down from them.

Meanwhile, You huff out, your hips bucking with each little jolt his fingers force you to act out as he presses them down over your sensitive bud. All the while, he continues to thrust into you from behind, his pace a slow, sensual roll that surprises you with every other deep, abrupt thrust that earns him squealed-out curses that are then proceeded by his name.

Something in you feels like too much, and urgency fills you.

Your voice, even in its softest breath fails you, leaving you with a little hiccup that was supposed to be a call to him.

Overwhelmed, you do the only thing you can, your hips wiggling desperately, and he seems to get the message, picking up his own pace. His wet digits also change it up, leaving you tilting your head back, your eyes rolling up before they closed tightly.

one of your hand's skim over your chest, the act you are used to done out of instinct. Your hand normally clutches your shirt, but instead, it just hovers over your chest, not doing anything but being suspended as your body breaks out in little shivers.

Your hand is empty before warmth falls over it, encasing it.

His free hand has yours held, and he manages to worm his fingers in between the spaces yours leaves for him.

It's a touch of sugar and spice as he still pleases you, fucking you passionately while the hand that holds you comes up to his lips, the bare underside of your palm kissed tenderly.

It is then that those damned tears that you've held in and have clung to your lashes finally fall.

Silently, they escape and so does his name in a breath that's terribly sweet, undeniably marked by the feeling of adoration you feel for him.

You become undone, the little murmurs that leave you after you've become a mess are indecipherable. For the most part they're not something he understands but listens to attentively nonetheless, focused enough that he captures two that make his heart jump.

Without warning, your back is then pressed to the mattress, and Elliot’s hands hold your wrists down as he hovers over you, looking down at you with those pretty, dark eyes that have you melting.

Even if the entire time he's been staring at you through the reflection, it's then when you are right before him, face to face that you feel completely vulnerable.

Your face is heated, and you want to hide. You have an urgency to as you turn away, looking aside.

His reaction is to smile, the charming grin coming in view as he leans down and gives you a little peck on the cheek you present him.

Your eyes move over to him and you bite your lip as you give him that shrinking look that only makes him want to kiss you more.

Another peck falls on your cheek, but it's lower than the first, grazing the corner of your mouth, luring you back to him.

Slowly, you turn back to him, and you respond to the kiss that follows.

Your lips melt together, and you close your eyes to savor it, focusing on the feeling of his soft lips, the smell of his delicious aroma, and the taste of his undeniable sweetness.

You hardly notice that he lets go, the grip on your wrists gone, and before long those big hands fall onto your cheeks as he smothers you into an especially deep one, one that has you completely breathless.

He withdraws, and his lips are inches from yours, his pretty eyes gazing into yours as he responds to your earlier confession,

"... I love you too..." he says.

He only has the nerve to admit it at that very moment, only after knowing your feelings.

He knows he talks a lot sometimes, going on and on.

- About work, about his day,

…About his mom.

He's well aware that it can get annoying having to answer him at such inconvenient times, especially after he talks to the elder woman and his voice is unfamiliar to her.

Even if he’s thankful every time she comes to, he knows that one day he’ll remain a stranger.

- And it’s then that he can only think of you, the one person that manages to lift the corners of his mouth up.

Somehow, you mange to make him smile through the tears.

Gently, he wipes them away as a little chuckle escapes him, and sometimes he gathers the courage to ask you what you’re doing, and if you have time to see him.

He knows that you have so many other options, other people that would jump at the chance to be with you.

- He kisses you with that love he’s held silent, and you respond back with it too.

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mirangel · 4 months

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Yahoo~ if your request is closed please ignore this, i like your writing a lot＼⁠(⁠°⁠o⁠°⁠)⁠／ , can you write smut Where M!reader stuck in the wall (like between walls, ass out) and sampo coincidentally walks across the reader and it's feels like his dream come true, he immediately took this chance and fucks the outta of reader.if you want, makes sampo manages to convince Gepard to come along, maybe noncon and breeding? Thank you!

stuck in a wall with sampo and gepard !

cw: noncon, stuck in the wall, anal fingering, anal sex, voyeurism, m!reader

written by a minor, dni if uncomfortable

you have absolutely no idea how long sampo has been waiting for this moment to occur. ever since he saw that broken wall in belobog, of course he had to hint that there’s a suspicious deal there, and of course your sense of justice prevented you from ignoring it, you had to investigate. unfortunately for you, you got stuck in the wall that sampo told you that you needed to bypass in order to intercept the deal.

of course, he was right around the corner waiting for you, and he crosses over, feigning shock at the sight of your ass greeting him. “my! what happened to you?” unbeknownst to you, he wears a grin of the schemer he is. of course, you can’t help but demand to be freed, that he set you up. “of course i can help, but for a price.”

he tugs down your pants, just enough for your ass to show. “i know what i’m doing, treasure. let me do my thing.” sampo tries to reassure, and you felt cold liquid flowing between your ass cheeks. he fingers your ass with his pointer and middle finger, ignoring your pleas for mercy and honing on your moans instead, his grin growing wider with each adorable reaction you make.

“what the— sampo koski?!” another voice rang, this time of surprise and embarrassment. “captain!” sampo cheers, “just in time to see my little present for you. i know how much you adore him after all.” but gepard backs away, reluctant to accept this “present” when he of all people should have morals.

“if you don’t want to accept, you can watch of course.” gepard lets out a sigh, and you hear footsteps coming closer before his clothes shift, leaning against the wall. sampo wastes no time to fuck you, coaxing loud moans to erupt from you while he makes direct eye contact with gepard the entire time.

gepard can’t stop thinking about how he would treat you better than sampo would, how he’d lower your pants all the way, jerking off your cock while he fucks you gentle and slowly, unlike sampo’s rough and fast speed. his pants tighten with arousal, but he refuses to move from the wall, his eyes trained on how your ass jiggles when sampo’s hips collide with you, his face reddening at how well sampo’s cock stretches you out.

maybe he should’ve accepted sampo’s little gift.

SORRY IF I DIDNT COOK AS HARD HERE. my mind has been all over the place it’s insane

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