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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝐀 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞

welcome to the land of fairytales, where desires you never knew you had will come true. thank you @georgiapeach30513 & @royalsweetteaa for helping me with this.

18+ only please, do not copy, repost or translate my work. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

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𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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!warning! these fics will include inter-species relations, size differences, innocent kink, age gaps and dark content.

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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:

𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 - pairing: prince ransom drysdale x princess reader

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𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 - pairing: prince frank adler x mermaid reader

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𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 - pairing: street rat lloyd hansen x princess reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 - pairing: prince lance tucker x maid reader

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𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒔 - pairing: beast ari levinson, beast logan howlett, beast geralt of rivia x princess reader

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𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒏 - pairing: bossy clark kent, sleazy johnny storm, dirty curtis everett, brawny steve rogers, cranky bucky barnes, tipsy dean winchester, horny sam wilson x witch/princess reader

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𝒃𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒆 - pairing: hunter lee bodecker x shifter reader

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𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 - pairing: mad hatter jefferson x dreamer reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒆 - pairing: scarecrow jake wyler, tin-man rick grimes, cowardly lion jake jensen, oz andy barber x lost reader

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𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 - pairing: hansel steve kemp, male gretel nick fowler x witch reader

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𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 - pairing: big bad wolf luke danes x little red riding hood reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 - pairing: tarzan tangerine x jane reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 - pairing: giant august walker x female jack reader

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𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 - pairing: captain hook negan, captain hook jack sparrow x tinkerbell reader

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𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒕, 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 - pairing: alpha bear ari levinson, alpha bear henry cavill, alpha bear lee bodecker x goldilocks reader

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒂𝒏 - pairing: prince steve rogers x princess/swan hybrid reader

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𝒐𝒉, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔… 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒔 - pairing: mermaid jennifer check, mermaid rosalie hale, mermaid jane smith x clueless reader

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𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 - pairing: mufasa ari levinson x scar sergei kravinoff (kraven the hunter) x lioness reader

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#imyourbratzdollwork #a whores fairytale #chris evans fanfiction #sebastian stan fanfiction #logan howlett fanfiction #henry cavill fanfiction #dean winchester fanfiction #sam wilson fanfiction #rick grimes fanfiction #luke danes fanfiction #negan fanfiction #captain jack sparrow fanfiction #jennifer check fanfiction #rosalie hale fanfiction #jane smith fanfiction #tangerine fanfiction #kraven the hunter fanfiction #sergei kravinoff fanfiction

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ronearoundblindly · 27 days

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List of Dirty Asks (April 2024)

Dirty Asks from this game:

A - Alone Time with Steve Rogers

B - O - W - Bondage, Outdoor, and Water with Ari x Reader from Bedrock and Blueprints series

U - Underwear with Ransom Drysdale

L - S - Lighting and Sleepy Sex with Ransom x Reader from The Root of All Ransom series

I - N - R - Impact Play, Not Yet, and Routine for Jake Jensen

V - Voyeurism for Johnny Storm and Z - Zones for Lloyd Hansen

K - Kissing for Jake Jensen

K - L - S - Kissing, Lighting, and Sleepy Sex with Steve Rogers from Hideout series

K - Kissing with Ari Levinson

E - Extra Info with Jake Jensen

R - N - Routine and Not Yet with Steve Rogers from Hideout series and Fools Rush In series

B - F - Bondage and Food Play with Steve Rogers

Z - P - Zones and Photography for Steve Rogers x Reader from Fools Rush In series

A - Q - Alone Time and Quiet Please with Steve Rogers from Hideout series

E - Extra Info with Steve Rogers x Reader from Hideout series

S - Sleepy Sex with Jake Jensen

P - Photography with Jake Jensen

A - Q - Y - Alone Time, Quiet Please, and Yes, Master with Ransom Drysdale from before and after The Root of All Ransom series

A - D - E - Alone Time, Dominance, and Extra Info with Jimmy Dobyne from Common Education series

A - B - C - D - Alone Time, Bondage, Crying, and Dominance with Johnny Storm

A - K - Z - Alone Time, Kissing, and Zones with Curtis Everett

A - Q - P - Alone Time, Quiet Please, and Photography with Lloyd Hansen

D - S - Dominance and Sleepy Sex with Steve Rogers from Fools Rush In series

D - Y - Dominance and Yes, Master with Lloyd Hansen

W - Water with Steve Rogers x mermaid!reader from Sun, Salt, and Shield mini-series

C - Crying with CEO!Steve Rogers from It Had To Be You series

N - Not Yet with Ari Levinson

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

dividers by @/cafekitsune

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rogerswifesblog · 1 year

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Veras Masterlist

you can’t copy, translate or post my writing anywhere.

I don’t own any of the characters!

You are responsible for the kind and amount of media you consume. If you don’t like something on my blog, don’t read it:)

Specials:

500 followers special

1 k followers bingo

CE characters snippets

Birthday post for CE- Creampuffs

-> Steve Rogers

-> Andy Barber

-> Ransom Drysdale

-> Lloyd Hansen

-> Curtis Everett

-> Johnny Storm

-> Ari Levinson

-> Together Or Not At All

Life as a roommate can be tricky, especially when you are living with Steve Rogers, Johnny Storm, Jake Jensen and Nick Grant. You opted to be a therapist, but things didn’t turn out exactly as planned… (Steve Rogers x Reader, Johnny Storm x Reader, Jake Jensen x Reader, Nick Gant x Reader) A collaboration with @jamneuromain

-> Bucky Barnes

-> Lance Tucker

Stucky

-> Steve x Bucky

Mermaid AUs

Different au’s below

-> my treasure Avengers as pirates

-> Drowning siren

The Avengers found an old abandoned HYDRA base, that had been cleared after HYDRAs existence had been exposed. At least they thought it was cleared.

CaptainAmerica!Steve Rogers x mermaid!reader

Boxer au

-> Broken bones and broken hearts [ collab with @jamneuromain ]

Boxer!Steve Rogers x Reader

There was only one rule between best friends. Don’t have sex. But what happens when you break it anyway?

Highschool au

-> “Teach Me How To Be Good”

Student!Steve Rogers x tutor!reader

Tutor!reader helps Steve prepare for his math exams. He’s totally falling for her, but she doesn’t want him. She’s older, a college student. 25.

And he’s only a Highschool sweetheart turning 18.

Besides. He’s an inexperienced virgin.

And you? Oh you have a big secret he’s not ready to find out.

Stripper Au

-> It’s all about the…

Stripper Steve Rogers x Rich!reader

-> Better than boys

Boyfriends Dad Andy Barber x Reader

Demon Au

-> Highway to hell

Corrupting people’s thoughts. It’s easy, in a very simple way: sexual pleasure. Turns out no man can resist such a beauty like you.

[ one shots collection with; Demon reader x Cousin!Jake, x Cop!Lloyd, x bartender!Ari, x uncle!Curtis, x Stepdad!Andy, x priest!Steve

Requests are open! -> Chris E and Sebastian S characters

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sweetlilbambi · 2 years

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ CHRIS EVANS!

— life with chris! ୨୧

— date night with chris! ୨୧

— daddy!steve and his favorite girl! ୨୧

— chris’ special way of celebrating his birthday! ୨୧

— basketball player!chris x cheerleader!reader & their hidden sex life! ୨୧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ARI LEVINSON!

— prince!ari & his lovely little mermaid! ୨୧

— 70s pornstar!ari & his bunnies! ୨୧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ANDY BARBER!

— andy, the lawyer next door! ୨୧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ JAKE JENSEN!

— gta!jake & his favorite player! ୨୧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ RANSOM DRYSDALE!

— dark!ransom & his favorite doll! ୨୧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ LLOYD HANSEN!

— lloyd just can’t get enough of spoiling his pretty baby! ୨୧

#bambi’s theme #chris evans x f!reader #chris evans x reader #bambi’s moodboards <3

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justalonelyslytherin · 2 years

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As some of you may have seen, I mentioned some time ago that I reached 300 followers not even a month after reaching the 200 mark. I'm still so shocked by this, even just having one person follow my blog, interact with me and enjoy the content I produce is mindblowing. These silly little stories and pictures actually are liked by other people? Am I dreaming?

As my blog keeps growing at a more rapid pace than I ever anticipated I decided to space the celebrations out more. The next ones will be 500, 750, 1000... (should I even reach those numbers). Not because I'm greedy but because there are so many stories I want to write that I don't have the time to do that and do celebrations (even tho I want to show my gratitude to those who follow me by giving back a little through my celebrations).

There is still one more story I have to post to fulfill and end my 200-follower celebration (it is in the final works and will be posted as quickly as possible!). Still, I wanted to also participate in Flufftober and have my celebration Fall and Halloween themed, so I'm posting this already.

(divider created by the talented @/firefly-graphics)

Celebration is open 01. October - 31. October

Monster Mash-up

Halloween is nearing! My favorite time of the year (besides Christmas). Make my ask box go crawling with monsters! send me in:

monster!character x monster!reader (you choose what monsters, either one of the two can be human too)

& I'll tell you a little about what I think their dynamic would be + what their first meeting would look like?

Have a fun prompt or thought? Add it in too & I'll incorporate it as well

characters: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin, Steve Rogers, Ari Levinson, Ransom Drysdale, Jake Jensen, Andy Barber, Curtis Everett,

monster inspiration: vampire, werewolf, fae, siren/mermaid, witch/wizard, shapeshifter,

Suggest me a character for flufftober prompts:

As I have only limited time I will be only doing a few prompts and they will probably also be posted late (aka not on the actual day). For some prompts I already have a character in mind, but for others not. Send me in the number & the character and if it sparks inspiration I'll add it to the list* characters: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin, Steve Rogers, Ari Levinson, Ransom Drysdale

Day 1 -Wearing Each Other's clothes ->

Day 2 - "You've told your parents?" ->

Day 8 - Shooting Starts ->

Day 9 - Game Day (Sports) -> Hangman

Day 12 - "You kept this?" -> Ransom (suggested)

Day 13 - Secret Family Recipe - Hangman/Steve Rogers

Day 15 - Accidents don't just happen accidentally -> Hangman

Day 26 - Blankets -> Ari (suggested)

Day 27 - Reunion -> Ari (suggested)

*I'm not guaranteeing I'll add it to the list, but if it sparks inspiration and I have the time I might write it. Also to note, I probably won't write all 12 prompts but these are the ones that sounded inspiring to me

Ally's Recommendations

There have been many reclists going around the last few weeks, many of which I have been tagged along in. The lovely @natrace started the amazing 'stardust reblog challenge' too. I haven't had the time to read myself into it and participate but having a section on my blog to honor and mention talented creators and my favorite works have been a thing I've been planning for some time. What's a better time than to start now? I have been keeping a small list, collecting links and names that I want to honor and it's finally time to start posting them!

Additionally, stay tuned for an additional update for Little Spiderbro and perhaps one or two more special Halloween posts <3

#sly's 300 #tumblr milestone #300 follower celebration

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plaid-shirtsandvibranium-arms · 3 years

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The Second Choice

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x mermaid!Reader (A Spin on The Little Mermaid #3)

Summary: As the rebellious Princess of the Mers, you wanted the best of both worlds. You chose to live your life with endless adventures on land while still being able to fulfill your duties to the crown. Ransom just happens to feature in many of your adventures.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY SMUT CONTENT. so much adult language, cocky Ransom, unprotected semi-public fucking in human form, anal, degradation, praise, squirting, overstimulation, spanking, choking, ANGST, dubcon breeding, unprotected monster fucking, FLUFF, soft boy Ransom

Word Count: 8.1k (One Shot)

A/N: I did not expect this to turn out this way. I set out to write something completely different for Ransom but here we are. Enjoy! You don't need to read the first two, but it is recommended so that you can have a more wholistic experience with the lore and how they all connect together.

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Autumn has to be your favorite season and you prefer to spend it on land. There was nothing like laying down on a beach lounger with the cool salty ocean breeze blowing wrapped in a knitted sweater and sipping on a hot drink. You sighed happily as you sank down further on your lounger, stretching your legs out and wiggling your toes. Your short skirt blew with the wind and tickled your thighs as you stared fondly at the crashing waves of your private beach property in Malibu. You mulled over your life and your Kingdom underwater as you often did on quiet nights like this.

The second choice.

Being the second child of the Queen of the Seas earned you a certain level of privilege. It came with the title of royalty, a precious princess to the kingdom. It came with the respect of your species and the protection of the warriors, but you were always the second choice. Thank the gods for that. You were more than happy to revert all of that responsibility over to your older half brother Steve.

An heir and a spare.

Crown Prince Steven was by all means the epitome of a future King, exemplary in combat and sharp in wit with a natural inclination for leadership. You were the spare. Just like your mother was for your Uncle Andy. Unlike your family, you disagreed with many Merfolk traditions and you were considered as different.

A wild card.

A brat.

Rebellious.

Difficult.

One important thing you disagreed with was the treatment of humans. You knew the significance and you understood that it was essential for survival, but you were always conflicted and you refused to directly participate. Still your love and loyalty for your kind was strong and you were still duty bound. So you delegated yourself to a task not many wanted but one where you found purpose in.

Gatekeeper.

That was what they called this role, held by only a few since it was established. Since the Merfolk population was limited, everyone had a part to play. Yours was to be the link between land and sea. Early on your ancestors realized that your people needed a way to navigate the human world, a way to ensure safety when on land and resources to use. You held your hand out in front of you, the precious stones and luxurious metals glittering with the soft light of your backyard.

Jewelry.

There was no shortage of riches from the sea, riches apparently that humans were willing to pay hefty amounts for. Your ancestors partnered with a poor fishing couple who were good of heart, but desperately struggling to feed their children. The agreement was that this family help the Merfolk on land and to keep their existence a secret in exchange for unlimited riches for generations to come and the protection of the Merfolk. From this partnership grew a global conglomerate that was now a household name for high end jewelry and ocean conservation.

The profit and influence from this company enabled your people to live and move comfortably on land. Your job was to maintain the relationship with your human partners and to ensure all Merfolk that came on land were well equipped and safe. They went to you first and you ensured safe passage for them.

You took a long sip from your drink, letting the warmth spread through your body with a satisfied hum. It has been a busy week for you with the launch of a new line of designs and a slew of promotional parties. There was still more work to be done so it was nice to have time to relax.

So deep in thought were you and in a comfortable cocoon that you didn’t realize a large shadow slowly drawing nearer behind you. If you were paying more attention, you would have heard the soft click as your back door opened. You would have heard the light padding of expensive loafers. You would have caught the scent of designer cologne.

It wasn’t until a hand clamped over your mouth that your body went on high alert. Your cup flew out of your hand and smashed against the wood of the deck, your screaming muffled by the hand. Your heart pounded frantically as you thrashed in an effort to be released. An amused chuckle halted your struggle and the smirking face that lowered to your view turned the fear to exasperated annoyance.

“Ransom, you fucking asshole!” you shrieked as you smacked his arm repeatedly. “You scared me!”

“You should have seen your face,” he laughed as he sat down beside you, pulling you onto his lap to kiss you breathless. “Your housekeeper let me in before she left.”

One hand was on the back of your head, keeping you in place as he continued to kiss you. You moaned as his tongue battled with yours, his forcefulness sending heat to your core immediately. His other hand was gripping your hip, moving you to press closer to his growing erection.

“You’re such a dick,” you mumbled, as he moved his mouth to your neck.

“You like this dick,” he chuckled, lifting you to properly straddle him and angling his hips to grind against you. “You miss this dick.”

He wasn’t wrong. He was a cocky dick but he gave good dick. Ever since you met him a couple of years ago at a party in Massachusetts, you couldn’t help but find his arrogant snarky personality entertaining. He was so brashly honest and uncaring of what other people thought of him that you found it oddly appealing as you traded witty comebacks back and forth. It helped that he also looked delicious and you just happened to need someone to warm your bed that night.

What was meant to be just a one night stand turned into a habitual no strings attached arrangement when three months later you saw each other again by chance at another party. You only got as far as the ballroom’s ornate bathroom that time and it took a while for your legs to be able to support you much to his smug satisfaction. From then on whenever you were in the same city, you sought each other out.

“You’re wet already, aren’t you?” he said as his hand slipped beneath your skirt, his thumb sneaking under your panties and swiping against your folds. “Dripping. I could probably just shove my cock in this pussy with no fight.”

“Ransom,” you whined, your hips moving in search of more friction.

“Impatient little brat. I’ve barely touched you and you’re already so desperate for my cock.”

“Fuck me or get the fuck out of my house, Ransom.”

He chuckled when your threats melted into sighs as he pushed his thumb inside you, shallowly fucking you in a way that was no where near enough. He loved to tease you. A big part of what turns him on about you is how you fight back, meeting his own demanding nature with your own stubborn one. Getting a win over each other was sometimes better than the orgasm that follows, but nothing compared to the image of having you an angry whimpering mess beneath him.

He pulled his thumb out and popped it in his mouth, making a show of twirling his tongue around your arousal that was coating his finger. He kept your gazes locked the whole time, noting how your breath hitched and your eyes darkened.

“Still the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” he hummed. “Quiet now, aren’t you?”

The small growl you let out amused him to no end and he wanted to keep riling you up, but the tightening in his pants was becoming urgent. He smacked your ass and dumped you back on the lounger before he stood.

“Hands and knees.”

You wanted to let out a sharp remark or roll your eyes at his commanding tone, anything to antagonize him but the sight of his big beautiful cock out made your mouth water. You maneuvered yourself around just as he asked, opening your mouth for him in anticipation.

“Good girl,” he said, running the tip of his cock lightly along your lips. “Show me how much of a whore you are for this cock.”

He slipped his cock into your mouth, easing in until his full length was hitting the back of your throat. He let out a long low groan, one hand firmly on the back of your head to keep you in place. His pace started slow until he was thrusting into your mouth with the sole purpose of using you for his pleasure.

“Fuck. That's right. Take that cock just how I taught you.”

You relaxed your throat and flattened your tongue, staring up at him to encourage him to be rougher with you. You can take it. You could always take him. Watching him lose himself in your mouth made your pussy clench, his eyes burning with lust and his jaw ticking. You rubbed your thighs together to ease the ache between your legs. You couldn’t help it. He just looked so good with that feral look in his blue eyes. Blue eyes that now flashed in anger down at you.

You felt his fingers dig into the back of your head as a resounding crack shocked you forward making you choke on his cock, your bottom stinging from two more quick slaps that followed. You yelped, the sound garbled and muffled as you were pressed close to his pelvis. His fingers forcing their way inside you with no warning.

“Greedy. Little. Brat.”

Each word was punctuated with a sharp jerk of his hips and a twist of his fingers inside you. Your slick was dripping down your thighs and soaking his hand, your pussy was pulsing and clenching. More. You needed more. Your hips began to wind and push against his hand earning you a dark chuckle from above you.

“You’re just such a desperate slut, aren’t you?” he said, his tone mocking you.

He groaned as you swallowed around him, your eyes meeting his and glinting with mischief. You knew how to press his buttons too. He pulled himself out of you suddenly and grabbed you by the neck to raise your face to his, spit shining around your mouth and chin.

“That how you wanna play today, princess?”

You smirked, the nickname carrying a certain irony given how Ransom didn’t know how accurate it actually was. You leaned your face closer and ran your hands up the soft texture of his sweater, fearlessly meeting his fury to nip on his plump bottom lip before slowly pulling back and winking devilishly at him.

The growl he let out sent a new wave of arousal through you, the electricity buzzing down your spine as he crashed his lips to yours in a messy kiss. You moaned against his mouth, gasping as he pushed you off him. He manhandled you until you were on all fours again with your ass up for him, ripping your skirt and panties off in one go. He kept your loose cable knit sweater on though, loving how soft you felt all over.

You jolted forward as you felt him spit on your cunt, spreading it around with your slick up to your puckered hole. His thumb slipped in with little resistance and your body sagged as you welcomed it.

“Ransom,” you whined.

He hummed. Toying with your back entrance as he rubbed the head of his cock against your soaking core. Your pussy wept and clenched, your whole body screaming to be stuffed. The moment the head of his cock breached you, all thoughts flew out of your mind except for the feel of his girth stretching your walls in a way no other man or merman has ever done for you.

“God, you’re tight,” he grunted as he bottomed out. “But you’re taking me so well, princess. Like you’re made to take this cock.”

“More. Harder, Ransom,” you moaned.

He tutted at you as he continued with his infuriatingly languid pace, one hand gripping your hip to keep you locked in place. The bruises will be a nice thing to wake up to tomorrow. His thumb in your ass kept pressing in, contributing to your pleasure but it still wasn’t enough.

“Come on, princess. You know what to say.”

“Fuck!” you screamed as he rolled his hips, reaching deeper inside you and building up that fire inside you just a bit more. “Just fuck me harder, you goddamn prick.”

“You know what I wanna hear,” he chuckled. Another roll of his hips and your legs were starting to quiver with the tension. “Say it.”

“Please,” you muttered under your breath.

The hand on your hip gripped tighter and his hips snapped sharply, the sound of your skin meeting drowned by your yelp. “Say it louder.”

You gritted your teeth, your stubborn head telling you to disobey. Your body was shaking now, teetering over the edge of an almost orgasm. Another sharp thrust, pushing hard into both your holes, had your resolve crumbling.

“Please, Ransom. Take me harder, please.”

You turned your head and caught the slow smirk curve on his face and the excitement of knowing rippled through you. All at once his pace changed drastically, pounding into you until you were practically falling through the lounger. You screamed your pleasure into the night, falling instantly into your first orgasm.

“Good girl,” he panted from behind you, his thrusts not slowing even as you continued convulsing beneath him. “Keep going.”

The smug bastard kept fucking you through to another rippling orgasm, his thumb joined now by another finger to prep you for what he wanted next. He bit down on his lip to stave off his own release, but your walls pulsing around him and your mewling was making it difficult. He grabbed you by the neck and pulled you up flush against him as he pulled out of you, your weakened body grateful for the support.

His cock was glistening with your cum, aiding in his entrance through your puckered hole. His hand around your throat tightened, just as tight as your walls around his cock. You felt his hot breath around your ear as he groaned in satisfaction. His other hand trailed down your overheated body to spear his fingers through your weeping core. The curses and pleading just kept spilling from your lips.

“This is how you like it. Right, princess?” he said as his fingers pushed and tapped relentlessly inside you, hitting that spongy spot that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “You like me stuffing both your holes where the neighbors could just look out their windows and see how much of a slut you are for me? Come on then, princess.”

His hands and cock worked in complete synchrony to deliver you to your ruin; digging, prodding, scissoring, pushing, pounding, and choking you just right. Your sweater drooped down your shoulder and his mouth took it as an invitation to latch on, biting and sucking his stamp of ownership over you. You could feel the coil impossibly tighten, already on the brink of snapping completely.

“Make a mess for me.”

You keened sharply as ecstasy consumed you, your vision exploding with fireworks and tears. Your whole body shook violently with pleasure as your release continuously drenched the once pristine white cushion beneath you, his hand rubbing and slapping now at your throbbing clit.

"Fuck. That's it," he groaned. "Goddamn, you feel good."

You could vaguely hear the string of profanities and praise he let out as he railed into your ass in time with the thundering in your ears. He pulled you back with a hard bite down on your shoulder as he emptied himself inside you with a feral roar.

For a while, no words were exchanged between you. There was only heavy panting, heartbeats that struggled to slow, and hands that roamed lazily. He turned your head to catch your lips in a slow kiss that made you shiver. It was the complete opposite of the manner he just took you, but was always welcome. He pulled out of you and drew you back to sit between his legs, his hands slipping beneath your sweater to palm at your breasts with interest.

“I didn’t know you were in town,” you said as you leaned further back against him.

“Charles Blackwood was having a birthday party in LA. Got bored.” He tweaked your nipple and your back arched. “Knew I’d have more fun here.”

“Not enough strippers for your taste?” you teased. “How long are you here for?”

“About a week,” he whispered against your ear, nibbling on your lobe and sneaking his tongue in. “Glad I caught you before your annual trip with your family. Can’t have you craving my cock for too long.”

“Just in time then. I leave in two weeks.” Your hand reached behind to card through his hair, pulling and scratching lightly at his scalp. He groaned and grinded his hips forward, his manhood starting to grow again. “Plenty of time for you to put your smart mouth to better use. I have some business meetings but I’m mostly free.”

“Oh, princess. Don’t make plans just yet.” He pulled your sweater over your head and tossed it aside, before he lifted you up into his arms and into your house. You laughed against his neck, your arms clinging to him. “I’m not even halfway done with you tonight.”

He caught sight of a few loose pearls on the lounger that he just assumed must have gotten knocked off from one of the pieces you were wearing. They hardly registered when he had your willing body pressed against his.

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He didn’t leave until noon the next day, leaving you thoroughly sated and sore, but it would be a couple of days later when he came back. You were busy arranging your things for the meeting you needed to get to, checking the essentia paperwork to bring and shoving your belongings into your purse.

Ransom walked in like he owned the place and grinned at the business attire you were wearing that highlighted your body perfectly. You were beautiful in anything you wore, there was a fiery radiance to you and a presence that was captivating, but seeing you dressed like this made you look powerful and in charge. His cock was already hardening and he hasn’t even touched you yet. He couldn’t wait to rip it off you.

“Hey, princess. Busy today?” he smirked as he sauntered over to you.

He abruptly halted before he could reach you when another man came into the room, dressed similarly to you and frowning at the tie he was struggling with in his gloved hands. He was tall and wide, built like a brick wall with icy blue eyes and sharp bone structure. Ransom noted that his hair was still damp, an obvious sign that he got ready here.

He scowled when their eyes met, a sudden wave of possessiveness taking him by surprise when the other man stood far too closely to you for his liking. You were oblivious to the death stare match they were having, too busy thinking of the tasks needed to be accomplished today.

“Ransom this is Bucky. Bucky this is Ransom,” you casually introduced them, taking the tie from Bucky and fixing it for him hurriedly. The intimate yet familiar gesture made Ransom’s jaw clench. “Wait for me in the car, Buck. I’ll be with you in a minute.”

“Are you sure, princess?”

Ransom growled at the use of the term. That was his pet name for you. It infuriated him how you didn’t even react to another man calling you that. You were by no means exclusive with each other. You weren’t dating. You also made no promises that this arrangement would lead to anything else. It suited you both since you weren’t ones to be tied down, but neither of you had seen the other with someone else.

It was hypocritical of Ransom particularly since he was still upholding his reputation as a playboy and you weren’t exactly waiting around for the next time your paths crossed. That was the deal, but Ransom never did do well with sharing. You weren’t his, but for the first time since he met you he thought that maybe he wanted you to be.

As soon as Bucky was out the door, Ransom’s furious expression was on you and his low snarl froze you on the spot. “Who the fuck was that?”

“What the hell is your problem? I told you that was Bucky.”

“Who the hell is Bucky?” he growled in your face. “Who is he to you, princess?”

You were surprised by this unexpected outburst and the venom in his use of the pet name made you flinch, but you weren’t one to back down. This princess bows to no one. You lifted your chin and met his gaze unflinchingly as the realization began to dawn on you.

Ransom was jealous.

Bucky was a Queen's Guard who regularly would check up on you and the other Merfolk onshore. This time around he also escorted a few of your people to you and helped send them on their way. This afternoon he was accompanying you to meet with the human family you were bonded with. He was also your older brother’s closest friend, a mainstay in your life since childhood. Ransom had no reason to be jealous of him, but you were in no mood to pander to his childish behaviour.

“He’s a family friend.”

“I can see just how friendly you two are,” he scoffed.

“What if we are?” you challenged him. “That’s none of your business.”

“Like hell it isn’t! Are you really that much of a cock hungry whore that you can’t even go two days without looking for something to fill your cunt?”

The crack of your hand as it met his cheek threw the room into a tense silence. Your chest rose and fell heavily as you struggled to control your indignation, hot tears stinging your eyes. Never had anyone spoken to you this way. Never had Ransom used those words on you with malice and you hated to admit to yourself that it hurt you more than you expected.

“You don’t get to talk to me like that. You don’t get to make me feel bad when you’re not exactly discreet about your conquests,” you shot back, mirroring the rage that was evident on his face. “You don’t get to judge me when your bullshit is splashed across gossip blogs on a regular basis. You even went viral for your dick pic on Instagram. Good for you.”

“You. Vicious. Little. Bitch.”

You sneered at how the veins on his neck were popping with each punctuated word. He was shaking with barely restrained fury, his fists clenched at his sides and a small bleeding cut on his cheek from the ring you wore on your hand that struck him. Good. If you weren’t so furious, you would have thought that anger just made him more attractive.

“You do not own me,” you spat, taking a confident step toward him. “Now if you’re quite done with your temper tantrum, I have a meeting to get to. You can wait here for me to come back in a few hours and we can talk when you’ve calmed down. ”

“You must be insane to think I’d wait here for you like some puppy.”

“Fine. Then don’t.” You threw your hands in the air in dismissal. “Don’t let the door hit you on the ass on your way out.”

You grabbed your things and marched toward the door. You looked at him one last time, your face turning oddly sad before you fixed it to one of icy indifference.

“Goodbye, Ransom.”

The door slammed behind you with a finality that echoed in the now empty room where he still stood. He wasn’t sure which was more bruised, his cheek or his pride.

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You expected Ransom to not be there when you got back, but it still stung when you came home to an empty house. Out of all the many properties your kind owned on land this mansion was your favorite which was why you chose this as your permanent residence. Built and decorated with the thought that it was an extension of the sea, with its open spacious interiors in a coastal design and a backyard with a large pool that led to the private beach. It always felt comfortable and welcoming to you. It felt like home.

Now as your heels clicked on the wood floors, you feel for the first time how empty it was. Even as you opened more lights and drew back curtains, the large house still felt cold and you felt it seep into your chest. Your free spirited lifestyle ensured endless parties, countless interactions with humans, a freedom to travel as you wished, work that was a passion for you, and a string of lovers. You had the best of both worlds and the privilege to enjoy it to the fullest. You could hardly say that you were alone, but now somehow you felt lonely. Your chosen independence, just earlier filled with gratification, now left you feeling unfulfilled.

Was it really all because of Ransom?

The answer came almost two weeks later. Two weeks of constantly checking your phone for any calls or messages only to be disappointed because both of you were too prideful to reach out first. You suspected that he would have already gone home when a week went by and there was still no sign of him. The internet gossip blog you stumbled on confirmed it. You would deny to anyone who asked that you were looking for news about him. He was back in Massachusetts with a new girl on his arm at another party. It hurt. That you couldn't deny.

Yes. It was all because of Ransom.

A life of fun and endless possibilities, but with no one to share it with. It never bothered you before, but Ransom's absence from your life had more of an impact than you anticipated. He made you laugh with his ranting about his insufferable family. He complimented you on your new designs, always sending a quick congratulatory message on each new launch. He even challenged your decisions in business matters you had shared. He wasn't romantic but he had a habit of bringing you his favorite biscuits when he came to visit. He would say it was because you had subpar taste in after sex snacks, but he always ended up feeding you most of it and licking the crumbs from your lips. The sex itself was not just mind blowing, but he had opened you up to more exploration.

Despite how little time you actually spent together, you realize now how comfortable you were with him. You realize just how much you enjoyed his company, that you actually looked forward to it. You realize now that you surprisingly trusted that spoiled overgrown child of a man.

And you realize now that you were in love with him.

You groaned and cussed at yourself. It was absurd. You knew how stupid it was. It was also equally idiotic to have postponed your trip back to your kingdom in the disillusioned hope that he might still call you. Your spirit was waning and your body was terribly weakened, your magic struggling to maintain your human form.

You stripped off your clothes and elegantly dove into the pool, reaching deep before you twirled and a soft glow enveloped you. You sighed in relief as your legs morphed into your tail, the pain you had been feeling the last few days lifting temporarily and yet your chest still felt heavy with the last conversation you had with Ransom. You took your time circling the depths of your expansive swimming pool, allowing yourself to recover as much as it could but at this point you had no choice now but to leave tonight.

Merfolk power came from the sea and prolonged separation weakened you. Your annual trips back to your kingdom were born out of necessity, a way to recharge your magic and strength where Mer magic was the strongest for you to be able to return to shore again. If you don’t go tonight, your magic will dissolve and your body will waste away.

You will die.

However, this time you were as reluctant to leave as you were to come back. What would be the point of coming back? There was suddenly no more joy in your life here and truthfully you don’t think you can take seeing more news of Ransom or risk running into him. Perhaps it was time to talk to your mother. Perhaps it was time to find a different purpose for you.

Your head popped up out of the surface, sighing heavily and staring forlornly at the night sky. You would miss the sky. It was one of your favorite things about the shore. You could spend hours just watching the colors change from the dusky sunrise to the clear blue to the stormy grays to the fiery sunsets. Your favorite was the bright blue of morning, filled with the choice of a day of adventures ahead or lazy musings. The possibilities were endless with the morning sky. It would now remind you painfully of Ransom, but you were decided. You’ve had a good run on shore. You’ve lived your life as you pleased without the burden of your title holding you back.

It was time to be a proper princess for your kingdom.

“So this is your secret.”

Your eyes widened as you turned toward the voice, your tail automatically carrying you to the edge to hide yourself. It was no use though. He had already seen everything and as you stared up at him, you couldn’t help the thrill of seeing him again or the wistful smile that curved your lips that you were quick to tamp down.

“Ransom.”

“You’re a mermaid.”

Your face dropped and your eyes turned downcast, trying hard to avoid his gaze as if it could hide your secret from him. As if it were shameful. When Ransom stepped out onto your backyard, he could hardly make sense of what he was seeing. He must be high, but as he watched you swim so gracefully beneath the surface he became more and more mesmerized by your movements. He was hypnotized by how the color of your tail shone with the subtle lights of your home and the gentle silver of the moon. It made the flaming hues of your lower half stand out more, like a bursting sunset of red and gold. He was caught by your beauty the moment he first saw you, but this was different.

You were enchanting.

You had enchanted him from the start and he now knew why. It explained how he was so magnetically drawn to you. How you had kept his attention where all else had failed. How you kept creeping into his mind when you were apart. How he craved you. It told him that it was never a choice, he would never have been able to resist you even if he wanted to.

He really never wanted to.

He almost thought it unfair. You were magical and he was human. He was a lost cause from the start, but while it explained much it didn’t cover everything. It didn’t explain why he relished your laughter or admired your work ethic. It didn’t explain why he genuinely liked to hear your stories. It didn’t explain how he could be comfortable enough to be honest with you. It didn’t explain the possessive surge he felt that day you fought or what made him say those words that were meant to hurt you.

In a move that was wholly out of character for him, he bent down to capture your chin in his hand and turn your gaze back to him. His other hand traced the elaborate gold band that circled your head with countless rare pearls and precious gems that dripped down to your hair.

A princess.

“You’re an actual princess too, aren’t you? That’s why that brooding asshole called you that last time,” he chuckled, the sound fraying your nerves. You weren’t sure whether he was mocking you or he was genuinely amused, but you couldn’t seem to look away. Not when for two weeks you wanted nothing more than to see him.

“You know there are rumors that the secret silent partner in your company is actually a Mafia clan,” he laughed loudly this time. “I guess swimming with the fishes has a different meaning to you.”

Your lips twitched in a barely contained smile before your head tilted to the side in confusion. “You don’t seem too surprised.”

“It makes sense,” he shrugged dismissively.

You barked your laughter, the nerves you were feeling earlier suddenly expelled with each breath and the lingering anger from your last interaction pushed aside for the time being. You shook your head, but leaned over the edge and craned your neck upwards to keep his eyes. His gorgeous aqua eyes that you now realized didn’t hold what you normally would expect from someone faced with what was known only as myth. There was no ill intent, fear, or disgust. They were cocky and playful just like Ransom always was with you. What was new was what was unexpectedly lining it.

Affection.

“I fail to see what part of this makes any type of fucking sense, Ransom,” you smiled as you flicked your fins up to the surface to emphasize your point.

For a moment he was transfixed with how your tail was lazily swishing before he looked back at you and there was that affection again that was making your face heat up. “The secrecy. How you don’t keep a public profile despite making the big decisions in the company. You actually own the damn company, don’t you?”

You nodded sheepishly and he chuckled again. His fingers travelled lightly along one string of pearls that decorated your head. “That also explains why you happen to be the only ones able to sell these kinds of pearls. They’re so rare. You can’t tell me how they’re made right?”

“Maybe. Someday. It’s a secret of the Mers,” you grinned cheekily. His smile grew at the thought that there was a someday, that he hadn’t already completely ruined things with you. “Still doesn’t explain how easily you’re accepting all of this though.”

“You forget that Harlan is a novelist and I grew up around his incessant rambling about literature,” he scoffed and rolled his eyes at the thought of his family. “Every design you put out has a little story about Merfolk. I thought it was a cool gimmick at first, but something about it always struck me as intimate. Like it was personal. You wrote them yourself, didn’t you?”

“I did,” you admitted quietly. You bit your lip nervously as you braced yourself to ask a more difficult question. “You honestly don’t find all this too strange?”

“Are you kidding me?” he laughed loudly. “My girlfriend’s a fucking mermaid!”

You felt your face heat up again at the sudden declaration. He’s called you many things, but he’s never called you that. Neither of you have ever acknowledged whatever you had as anything more than convenient fucking.

Still, why did it make your heart flutter?

“Wow. Got you speechless for once and I didn’t even need to choke you with my cock this time,” he snickered, enjoying the flustered look on your face and bringing his face closer to yours. So close that your noses were brushing and you could feel his long lashes on your wet cheeks.

“What? You don’t like being called my girlfriend, princess?”

“Ransom, I -”

“Marry me.”

You were stunned speechless and your instinct told you to recoil. It told you to run, but Ransom caught your wrist before you could retreat from him.

“You can’t be serious, Ransom,” you shook your head.

“Oh I’m completely serious, princess.”

“You’re fucking insane! You can’t possibly think that’s a good idea.”

He leaned away from you, dropping your hand as he stood to his full height. Your eyes widened when you saw him slowly strip his clothes. He threw them unceremoniously on the day beds, keeping eye contact with you and smirking at how your expression was somewhere between confused and aroused at the sight of him completely naked.

“Let me show you how good of an idea it is.”

It must be the fatigue of your power fading that you didn’t react fast enough when he dove into the water and dragged you under. The next thing you know, Ransom had you caged in his arms and his lips were on yours. You yelped against his mouth when you felt him pull at one nipple until it went hard beneath his touch. He flashed you another smug look before he stole another kiss and propelled you both up to the surface.

“Marry me,” he said the moment you broke air, crowding you against the edge of the pool. His hands roaming all across your body, exploring the new texture of your skin. “God, you’re so hot like this.”

“Ransom,” you gasped as his mouth moved to suck and nip along your throat, your neck instinctively dropping back to give him more access. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

He groaned as he felt your hands card through his hair and pull at the strands, unable to resist the attraction that was always so strong between you. He held you in place by your ass and pressed his throbbing erection against you. He bit hard into the sensitive juncture at the base of your neck and smiled against the newly forming bruise when he felt your fins curl around his leg to bring him closer. You could take any form and he would still know how to make your body sing for him.

“I don’t know about that. I think I like the idea of being a prince,” he laughed, his breath tickling your ear and sending shivers across your skin. “Marry me.”

His hands travelled lower, trailing fire all over your body as he groped at your breasts and gripped at your curves. His fingers soon reached below your pelvis and you would think that he had experience with mermaid anatomy by how fast he found your veiled entrance. It was your sharp inhale though and the way your fingers dug into his back that gave you away when he brushed against your core. He slipped his fingers past the pliant part of your tail and straight into your pulsating core.

“Fuck,” he growled. It was so different, somehow even more wet and tighter than you usually were. “I can’t wait to stick my cock in there, princess. Marry me.”

You moaned his name and shook your head even as his fingers were making your hips move in search of more. “We can’t.”

You keened when he found that spot inside you that had your resolve hanging by a thread. You tried to hang on to your reasoning. You tried to remind yourself that neither of you were the marrying type. Neither of you were the commitment type. You were both selfish and self-indulgent.

His free hand came around your throat, forcing you to look at him as he unraveled you with his fingers. You saw the determined set of his jaw and the burning desire in his eyes. He wanted you.

Every version of you.

“That’s it. Don’t you want me as your prince?” he teased as his pace quickened until he felt you were on the brink of climax. “Marry me, princess. Let go for me now.”

You came hard, your voice carrying like a melody through your freefall. Ransom was dead set on your ruin and convincing you to be with him. He needed to show you how good you were together. His painfully hard cock swiftly replaced his fingers and he felt like he was going to cum on the spot by just how you felt. It was out of this world. You were still mid orgasm and it was driving him into a frenzy how your walls were pulsing around him.

“I didn’t think your cunt could get any better. Goddamn.”

“Ransom,” you panted, nearing delirium now from pleasure. “Fuck me please. I need it. Please, I need it.”

The growl he let out was animalistic as he hammered into you, your mouths fusing and your tongues battled in between incoherent chanting of each other’s names. You were absolutely lost in each other, the water violently splashing from your crude movements. It wasn’t long before you were teetering over the edge again, one sharp snap of his hips sending you spiralling into bliss.

“You feel fucking amazing,” he grunted, his pace starting to falter as he neared his own end. “I’m gonna fill you up, princess. If you don’t wanna be my wife right now then you can be the mother of my brats first.”

You clenched around him at the thought and his hips stuttered. A small voice in the back of your mind warned you. If he came inside you right now in this form and in your vulnerable state, he would surely succeed in his task.

“Ransom, you can’t,” you protested weakly, still reeling from your climax and already building toward another.

“I can, princess,” he chuckled darkly as he continued to rail hard into you. “And I will. You want this too. I’m making you mine.”

The authority in his voice threw you into your next release, your walls milking him for all he would offer and pulling him into his own finish. He kissed you hard as he continued to pump his seed inside you, making sure every drop was pushed deep.

His lips slowly parted from yours, but he didn’t go far. He rested his forehead against yours, his twitching cock still nestled inside you, and his hands cupping your face with an unexpected tenderness that was mirrored in his eyes.

“Marry me.”

Through the jumbled mess of your thoughts, you scrambled again for your reasoning. You both were spoiled and wanted it all. You both valued your independence and freedom to have fun as you wished. You both walked away from each other during that fight. You both hurt each other. As if reading your mind, he rubbed his thumbs over your cheeks to calm your protests before he spoke.

“After the fight, I spent a lot of time thinking. I was ready to just bury myself in the next pussy I see and forget all about you,” he started gently. “Then I found out we were all getting cut off from my grandfather’s will. All I am is my money and without that who am I? I went into a dark place, princess.”

You saw him struggle with his words and your heart softened at this rare show of vulnerability. He’s never shown this side of him to you. Whatever he shared with you was always with his brand of humor and sarcasm. You suspected that he never showed it to anyone. You appreciated how difficult this was for him to open up to you. Your hands ran soothingly along his arms, a silent encouragement for him to continue.

“I was going to do something that I would have regretted. I was going to do something that would have destroyed me completely. All for money. All for the pride of a Thrombey,” he swallowed, pausing for a moment to steady himself. He would never be able to fully put into words what you pulled him back from doing. What you stopped him from becoming. “But one thing kept holding me back from going through with it.”

“Me?” you asked quietly.

“Yes, princess,” he gave you a small smile and kissed the tip of your nose. “I’m sorry I said those things to you. I regret them. I didn’t mean a single word. You were the first person I wanted to talk to after I found out about the will. You were the only person I wanted to see. You still are. That’s when I knew.”

“Knew what?”

“That I love you, you fucking idiot,” he chuckled. “I was fully willing to say to hell with my family and the money. None of what I thought was important before is anymore. Not after you.”

Your hands slid to loop around his neck and tangle themselves in his wet hair, smiling at the thought that just before he came you had the exact same epiphany that he had. What mattered then didn’t matter anymore. Not if you weren’t together. You had changed each other and neither of you even knew it was happening.

“So, Ransom Drysdale, the trust fund playboy.” You laughed as he rolled his eyes at your teasing. “You love me?”

“I just said that!”

“Well I wanna hear it again!”

“God, you’re so high maintenance,” he groaned in mock exhaustion though there was no venom in his tone, only an indulgent smirk on his lips.

“That’s rich coming from you,” you snorted.

“We’re not even married yet and you’re already nagging at me.”

“Excuse me?!”

He crashed his lips to yours, laughing as he kissed you breathless and his stomach fluttering in amusement at how you were smacking his chest in annoyance. Exactly this. He wanted exactly this for the rest of his life.

With you.

“We’re getting married next week. I don’t want any of my family to come. They can all eat shit. We’re eloping.”

“I didn’t say yes, you asshole.”

He scoffed and pinned you with a raised eyebrow. “You’re really an idiot if you think it was ever a choice.”

The laugh faded from your lips as you remembered the journey you needed to make and by the look on his face, he seemed to realize the same thing. He also realized now that the truth of your nature was revealed that it must mean more than just a yearly family trip.

“You have to leave,” he said sadly, suddenly deflated. “When?”

“Tonight. I’m too weak to stay on land for much longer. I need to go back.”

“Then marry me right fucking now. I want to know you’re going to come back,” he swallowed, vulnerability again flashing in his eyes but now coupled with his stubborn firmness. “I need to know you’re coming back to me.”

“How?”

“I don’t give a shit how,” he smirked as he fiddled with his hand, slipping off the signet ring that he always wore on his pinky.

You couldn’t help giggling as he struggled to somehow fasten it on your crown, carefully making sure that his ring was secure and prominent among the many adornments. It was just so ridiculous and yet it made your heart swell with joy and your eyes fill with tears.

“There. We’re married now.”

You beamed at him and from the opposite side of his ring, you broke off a winding piece of gold and fastened it around his pinky. You lifted his hand up to your face, closing your eyes as tears streaked down your cheek to land on the makeshift ring. You closed your hands over it for a moment and when again revealed, Ransom was shocked to see a pearl now attached to it.

“We’re married now. I love you too.”

He crashed his lips to yours, overwhelmed by the love and awe that he was feeling for you. You were his now. It didn’t matter to him if it was real or made up. It just mattered that you were his and he was yours. You would return and when you did, he was going to marry you in every conceivable ceremony there was in this world and yours.

Bless, Bless

This unity once wished

A joining of land and sea

Finally achieved

Not a choice of one or the other

But of both to prosper

You both smiled as you parted, the blessing of the ancients anchoring you in permanence with each other. You knew for sure now that you would return and his parting words made you all the more eager to do so.

“I’ll be here waiting.”

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#ransom drysdale x mermaid!reader #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale #mermaid!reader #ransom drysdale smut #monster fucking #story book collection #the little mermaid #the second choice #mermaid AU #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fanfic

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slothspaghettiwrites · 3 years

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Sloth's Monstrous Kinktober Masterlist 2021

Oh my ghouls, it's here!!! Here is my official Kinktober Masterlist! Thank you everyone who sent in monster character recs. And an even bigger thank you to @cryptidcasanova and @wakingbeauty for beta reading my fics, which honestly was a task on its own. You guys are amazing! Such superstars!

Also shout-out to @howdoyousleep3 for all the love and moral support. We did it! ✌️💙

Here is a quick key for each prompt, but please read all warnings. These are a mix of Light, Grey, and Dark fics so read at your own risk. Your media consumption is your own.

Key: Fluff ☁️ // Smut 🍑 // Angst 🥀 // Dark 🌚 // Humor 🤡

This work has Adult Content. By clicking “Keep Reading” you have agreed that you are over the age of 18 and are willing to view such content. My work is not to be copied or translated onto any other platform. I have discontinued my taglist - follow @slothspaghettilibrary to be notified of when I post new fics

Somnophila - Bogeyman!Victor Creed x GN!Reader - 🌚🥀🍑

Car Sex - Harpy!Sam Wilson x Male!Reader - 🤡🍑☁️

Knife Play - Orc!Bucky Barnes x GN!Reader - 🌚🍑

Agoraphilia (Public Sex) - Shifter!Johnny Storm x Fem!Reader - 🌚🍑

Katoptronophilia (Mirror Sex) - Invisible Man!Tony Stark x Fem!Reader - 🍑

Spanking - Satyr!Ransom Drysdale x GN!Reader - 🌚🍑

Menophilia (Period Sex) - Werewolf!Bruce Banner X AFAB!Reader - 🌚🍑☁️

Pegging - Nymph! Justin Capshaw x Mommy!Reader - 🌚🍑

Suspension - Drider!Wanda Maximoff x GN!Reader - 🍑☁️

Tripsolagnophilia (Massage) - Tentacle!Lee Bodecker x PS!Fem!Reader - 🍑☁️

Videoing - Orc!Jake Jensen x Male!Reader - 🍑☁️

Masturbation - Tiefling!Stephen Strange x Fem!Reader - 🍑🌚(dark adjacent/grey)

Anasteemaphilia (Size Kink) - Troll!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - 🍑🌚🥀 (very minor angst I think)

Food Play - Minotaur!Thor Odinson x GN!Reader - 🍑

Blood Play - Ghoul!Robert Pronge X GN!Reader - 🌚🍑

Double Penetration - Mermaid!Sam Wilson x Fem!Reader - 🍑

Cum Play

Sex Toys

Uniform Fetish

Pet Play

Ovipositing

Shibari

Gagging

Lingerie

Body Worship

Voyeurism

Biting/Marking

Knotting

Aphrodisiac

Praise/Humilation

Threesome

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last updated: May 2nd, 2023

comments, likes and reblogs are all much appreciated!! if you see me interacting in the comments, it'll be under my main @itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare. you can also find me on ao3! 💛

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☆ all fics are ordered oldest to newest in each category ☆

each fic comes with its own warnings, but i’m just gonna go ahead and put a general language warning on all of them. i have a potty mouth and i won’t apologise for it.

please note that my blog is rated 18+, minors dni or you will be blocked <3

♡ personal favourite

☆ series

time after time (ongoing) ♡ After what starts out as a fairly normal mission, you find yourself stuck in a time loop. Which would already be bad enough in itself if it didn’t also mean having to watch Bucky die over and over again.

☆ one shots

insomnia It’s 5am, and for some reason, you just can’t fall asleep.

first date, last night ♡ You were supposed to go on a date tonight, but Bucky just had to interfere. It doesn't make any sense, either. It's not like there's anything going on between the two of you. (40s!Bucky)

baby, it's bad out there Your best friend Kate has always been good at attracting trouble and this time, it’s starting to become your problem, too. Then again, what’s Christmas in New York City without meet-cutes and gunfire?

not even a little The problem of living with Bucky is that he makes it impossible not to fall in love with him. Even though you could list several hundred reasons why it's a bad idea. And you have. (Roommates!AU)

heal me, baby Your friendship starts with you cleaning up his wounds and Bucky paying to get the blood stains out of your couch. Something else starts, too.

set me free ♡ Once upon a time, a soldier fell from a train. Thankfully, this time, he is found by gentle hands, and a beautiful voice keeps him safe from the cold. (Little Mermaid retelling)

blind roads "I'm James Bucky Barnes. This is my charming fiancée. We rob banks." (or, the Bonnie and Clyde AU literally no one asked for.)

every dream gone After the events of Winter Soldier, Bucky slowly realizes just how much he lost after his fall. (pure unadulterated angst)

almost believing You and Bucky aren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment. That doesn't mean you're getting out of having to pretend to be married for a mission.

a million summers Something shifts between you and Bucky when he comes back home from college.

☆ drabbles and blurbs

no plan b (a blind roads what if)

homecoming (a every dream gone what if)

☆ one shots

moving on ♡ He gets caught up in the lines and the streak of sunshine on your skin, until you catch him staring and raise a questioning eyebrow, so he looks away, reluctantly, unable to hide the small grin that appears on his face.

brooklyn, thursday night It’s the third Thanksgiving after the Blip, and you’ve become a habit Steve’s unable to shake.

☆ drabbles and blurbs

rewritten (outlaw!steve)

light, my love

palpable echo (a brooklyn, thursday night what if)

☆ one shots

caught up in you | chris beck x reader When Chris takes you on a nightly drive, he still has a few surprises in store for you.

lavender's blue | jefferson x reader If there was one thing Jefferson could always rely upon, it was that you didn’t much care for sense.

☆ drabbles and blurbs

occupy my brain & come on down | ransom drysdale x f!reader

☆ various fun things

headcanons masterlist

moodboard masterlist

seven sentence sundays drabbles

#navigation #masterlist #intrepidacious

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pagesoflauren · 2 years

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pagesoflauren's Masterlist

Latest Updates

Steve Rogers Masterlist

Oneshots Masterlist

Meet Cute Masterlist

Suggestions on how to depict stuttering in writing

pagesoflauren’s I love y'all 3000 Challenge

Completed

Summary: A graduate-level education is a costly pursuit. When you move out of state to study in Boston, expenses pile up, leading you to auction off what is apparently your most valuable asset: your virginity. It goes to the highest bidder…who happens to be Ransom Drysdale.

There are no spoilers for Knives Out. Consider this as an alternate timeline. There will be references to the movie/its characters, but no plot reveals.

Warnings: loss of virginity, explicit sexual content/smut, angst, sugar daddy/baby arrangement, dark elements, dubcon, cliffhangers, Ransom is an asshole (more to add)

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In Progress

Summary: A collection of oneshots/blurbs recounting Ransom’s ventures into fatherhood, becoming a stay-at-home dad, and full-time author.

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In Progress

Summary: After a one-night stand, you find yourself pregnant. While navigating your pregnancy, the father of your baby seems to have another task at hand.

Warnings: angst, swearing, jealousy, eventual smut, slowish burn, in-depth descriptions/discussions of pregnancy, mentions/discussions of mafia business, Colin is a little shit

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feat. lumberjack!Ari Levinson and Andy Barber

In Progress

Summary: Brothers Andy Barber and Ari Levinson work towards mending their relationship after a familial fallout that occurred when they were teenagers. In light of their mother's Parkinson's disease progressing, Ari needs help from an at-home nurse while Andy begins to more forward after his divorce with Laurie.

Please thoroughly read the warnings before proceeding to the stories.

Wooden Façade (COMPLETE)

House of Stone (In Progress)

Summary: Just before the beginning of your first season out to society, you meet one man in the rain while your father hosts another as his esteemed guest. With your attention divided, both men stand a great loss in light of your possible rejection.

Warnings: swearing, reader is backed into a lover corner (no throuple), racism/racial prejudice, misogyny, eventual smut, angst. More warnings to come!

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Summary: One night when working at the Red Sea Diving Resort, Ari encounters a mermaid.

Part 1: Secrets from the Deep

Part 2: Truth from Above

Part 3: Feelings from Within

Part 1: Dangerous Woman (Valkyrie x bi!fem!reader)

Part 2: Dangerous Man (Loki x bi!fem!reader)

Part 3: Dangerous People (Valkyrie x bi!fem!reader x Loki)

Summary: A collection of stories based on Henry Cavill’s extremely attractive characters…as vampires.

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#masterlistofpagesoflauren #ficsofpagesoflauren #Steve Rogers fanfiction #Ransom Drysdale fanfiction #ari levinson fanfiction #colin shea fanfiction #The Highest Bidder #Money's Worth #Ride & Prejudice #Love & Brotherhood #The Riveter #pol!Seeing Blind #Wooden Facade #Secrets from the Deep #Truth from Above #Feelings from Within #long post

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ever after: seeing green and kissing curses (8) ✧ ransom drysdale

ever after ✧ a fairy tale anthology | ao3

pairing: prince!ransom x (cursed) frog!fem!reader

summary: in which ransom drysdale is the prince and you are the frog.

word count: 1,352

warnings?: mention of adultery between ransom’s parents, mention of being cursed, reader is a snarky little shit, not proofread

ONCE UPON A TIME, there was a land far far away where a spoiled prince lived. Hugh Ransom Drysdale got everything he ever asked for, everything he ever needed, everything he ever wanted. He was second in line for the throne, right after his mother, and he made sure to use every single resource he had at his disposal. Wanted a new castle built? Being planned the second he asked. Wanted a designer’s entire collection? Already his. Wanted to buy out a bar? Done at the snap of a finger. Because of that, he had a tendency to, well, act like he deserved everything. After all, who would tell him no? No one had the audacity to do it.

But still, there was something missing from his life. He just couldn’t put his finger on it.

He was going on his daily walk around the grounds when everything started to change. Ransom was typically left alone on his walks. He didn’t require the same level of surveillance as other members of his family—you know, the batshit crazy ones. He only ever stoked the flames of their insanity and had a somewhat level head while out on his own. Plus, he was half-convinced that all of the guards were terrified of him.

Good. They should be.

But, then he saw—no, heard—something that made him question his own sanity.

“Hey! Hey, you! Tall guy!”

Ransom looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. But there was no one around that he could see. He was, as far as he knew, completely alone.

“Down here!”

Slowly, Ransom looked down. Still, there was no person. Only a small frog perched on a rock. He scoffed, rolling his eyes, thinking that he was being tricked. He started to turn to leave, to continue on his walk, when the voice came again.

“Don’t you ignore me!”

He looked back, his lip curling. “I wouldn’t ignore someone who wasn’t hiding.”

“You looked right at me!”

He frowned. Had he? No, he couldn’t have. There was no person. Only a—Oh.

“Don’t tell me you’re the frog,” he said, glancing down at the little creature on the rock. That was definitely a frog. No way in hell that that could be a person. Right?

“Ain’t gonna lie to ya, pretty boy.”

“This is ridiculous.”

“I agree, green’s not really my color—”

“Not that!” he snapped. “How the hell is a frog talking?”

“What, the palace not teach ya how to your brain or nothin’? Pretty boy, I’ve been cursed. I’m a person.”

“Oh, and I’m supposed to believe that?”

“...we live in a land where a prince was cursed to sleep having nicking his finger on a sword, where a future king got an upgraded arm from a fairy godmother, a princess was cursed to sleep with a poison apple, a prince was cursed to be a beast, and a mermaid got legs...Is me being cursed to be a frog really that outlandish?” you asked. “In my opinion, it’s probably one of the most normal things on that list.”

“Fine, let’s say you’re cursed. What the fuck did you do to piss off a witch that badly?”

“I ain’t the one who pissed off a witch, pretty boy. You are.”

He paused. That almost made sense. He probably piss a witch or two off. But why would...you be cursed to be a frog? Why not him? He was in line to be king. Him being cursed would cause much more panic and upset. What did you have to do anything about it?

“Original,” he said. “Never heard that one before. Gonna tell me why you were cursed on my behalf?”

“Little witchy wanted to stop you from gettin’ your true love,” you explained, hopping up to a slightly higher rock. “Somethin’ about how if I can’t find you, I’ll be stuck like this forever. And you’ll never find true love ‘cause you ain’t gonna look for a frog. And that’s the most painful thing, to be trapped in a loveless marriage, ‘cause without your true love, you’d end up just like your parents.”

Just like his parents, eh? Well, he had to give credit to that witch. They were more clever than he would’ve thought. It was no secret in the family that his father would unfaithful. Harlan had found it out easily, and he made little effort to hide his son-in-law’s adultery. The entire family knew, knew that his father had found his true love and that it wasn't Random’s mother. His mother was less than pleased to find out, booting him out of the bedroom and relegating him to the worst of rooms, to the worst of foods, to the worst of...well, everything. If Ransom was to end up like that...He shuddered at the thought.

“And I’m just supposed to believe you? How do I know you’re actually my true love?”

“Faith, trust, and a pinch of pixie dust,” you said. “Oh, know. That’s not you, that’s that guy who flies around and fights a one-handed pirate...I wonder how he’s doing...”

“Quit stalling!”

“Oh, right. Been stuck like this a while, and people always wanna hear a talkin’ frog talk. Asked around and eventually found a good witch who knew how to break the spell.”

“Let me guess, true love’s kiss.”

“Mhm. Even had a spell to track my true love down. Led me straight to you.”

“And what if this is all just a ruse?”

“All you gotta do is kiss me, pretty boy. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll hop along my merrily little way and no one will ever know you kissed a talkin’ frog. If it works out, well, we’ll figure that out later.”

“What if I don’t want a true love?”

“But don’t you want to piss off your family?”

“Excuse me?”

“Everyone knows they’re looking for a bride for you. Want to tie you down and all that. What better way to piss them off than to marry a peasant?”

He thought for a moment. If it didn’t work out, it would be humiliating. But it would only be known between him and the frog...And he could always squish you to stop you from running your mouth to anyone else. And if it did work, he could piss his family off for the rest of their lives...Well, he had nothing to really lose.

“Oh, alright,” he said, holding his hand out for you to hop into. “Hop on up here.”

You hopped up into his palm, and he lifted you up to his face. He almost backed out as he leaned in, suddenly becoming aware of just what he was kissing. So he screwed his eyes shut to try and distance himself from what he was doing, puckered his lips, and slowly kissed you.

The air started to change, a strong, warm breeze blowing through the gardens. Ransom almost felt tingly as the weight in his hand left, a body now pressing against his. He was scared to open his eyes, afraid of what he might see, but it was better to face the facts than to run away.

He opened his eyes, and almost fell backwards in shock. Standing before him was, perhaps, the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. When you’d said you were a peasant, he was expecting someone hideous. But you, your eyes shone and twinkled, your smile was graceful with a little snark. You fit perfectly into his arms, your body molding against his. You were...perfect.

“Told ya it’d work, pretty boy.”

“If I’m pretty boy, then you’re a goddamn angel,” he breathed out.

“Ooh, smooth talker,” you laughed. “I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“No,” he said. “You’re my Queen.”

“Yeah? That mean you’re my King?”

And his hands drifted down your waist, cupping your ass, all he could say was, “Damn right I am. Never gonna let you go. You’re all mine.”

“Only if you’re mine.”

“You already know I am.”

And so, YOU LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.

#ever after: a fairy tale anthology #prince!ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x fem!reader #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #ransom drysdale fanfic #ransom drysdale fan fic #ransom drysdale fan fiction #ransom drysdale fanfiction #ransom drysdale fic #starrywrites #starryevermore

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Becca’s 366 Day Reblog Challenge - November

And I apparently switched things up and am doing this at the end of the month instead of the beginning, whoops! Reminders: 1) I reblog the fics to @shakespeareanqueer-recs, my fic rec blog, then update this masterlist here on my main blog. 2) I only indicate au, pairing and whether a fic has smut. All other warnings and contents must be found on the fic itself. 3) I will put a link to a series masterlist when available and applicable, as well as the link to my reblog of that specific chapter, or simply a link if it’s a one-shot or drabble.

November 1st (sshh just pretend): @bonkywobble‘s Bluff (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

November 2nd: @sinner-as-saint‘s Let Me Love You (Bucky Barnes x F!Reader, CEO!au, smut)

November 3rd: @avengerscompound‘s The Surrogate - Chapter 16 (Clintasha x F!Reader)

November 4th: @avengerscompound‘s Until the End of the World - Chapter 7 (Stucky x F!Reader)

@avengerscompound‘s The Hamptons House - 2006: Part 1 (Tony Stark x F!Reader, smut)

November 5th: @kleohoneyao3‘s Untitled Request (Dark!Silver Fox!Steve Rogers x F!Reader, assassin au, smut)

@kleohoneyao3‘s Untitled Request (Steve Rogers x F!Reader, mob au, smut)

November 6th: @avengerscompound‘s The Surrogate - Chapter 17 (Clintasha x F!Reader, smut)

@avengerscompound‘s Until the End of the World - Chapter 8 (Stucky x F!Reader, smut)

November 7th: @caplanbuckybarnes‘ Marry Me? (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

November 8th: @angrythingstarlight‘s It’ll Last Longer (Bucky Barnes x F!Reader, smut)

November 9th: @pufflyhallows‘ Gorgeous Girl (Cedric Diggory x F!Reader)

November 10th: (sshh just pretend) @angrythingstarlight‘s Pull It Harder (Andy Barber x F!Reader, smut)

November 11th: (sshh just pretend) @angrythingstarlight‘s Dealer’s Choice: Steve or Clark (Steve Rogers x F!Reader x Clark Kent, smut)

November 12th: @avengerscompound‘s The Hamptons House - 2006: Part 2 (Tony Stark x F!Reader, smut)

November 13th: @avengerscompound‘s The Surrogate - Chapter 18 (Clintasha x F!Reader)

November 14th: @ballyhoobarnes‘ Untitled Imagine (Bucky Barnes x F!Reader, smut)

November 15th: @avengerscompound‘s The Hamptons House - 2006: Part 3 (Tony Stark x F!Reader, smut)

November 16th: (sshh just pretend) : @bonkywobble‘s Borderline Happy, Borderline Sad - Chapter 12 (Stucky x F!Reader, social media au)

November 17th: (sshh just pretend): @avintagekiss24‘s Blue Ocean Floor (Steve Rogers x F!Reader, mermaid au, smut)

November 18th: @justreadingfics‘ It’s A Deal - Chapter 15 (Bucky Barnes x F!Reader, smut)

November 19th: @avengerscompound‘s The Surrogate - Chapter 19 (Clintasha x F!Reader)

November 20th: @avengerscompound‘s Until the End of the World - Chapter 10 (Stucky x F!Reader)

November 21st: (sshh just pretend) @avengerscompound‘s Until the End of the World - Chapter 9 (Stucky x F!Reader)

November 22nd: @avengerscompound‘s The Hamptons House - 2006: Part 4

November 23rd: (sshh just pretend) @giorno-plays-piano‘s Superstitions and Curses (Bucky Barnes x F!Reader, mummy au)

November 24th: (sshh just pretend) @navybrat817‘s Captain’s Orders (Steve Rogers x F!Reader, smut)

November 25th: (sshh just pretend) @jewels2876 Space Puns (Chris Beck x Reader)

November 26th: (sshh just pretend) @donutloverxo‘s My Moon and Stars (Steve Rogers x Reader)

November 27th: (sshh just pretend) @kleohoneyao3‘s Ask (Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader, smut)

November 28th: (sshh just pretend) @kleohoneyao3‘s Pressure (Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader, smut)

November 29th: (sshh just pretend) @kleohoneyao3‘s Untitled Request (Steve Rogers x F!Reader, Dad’s-best-friend AU, smut)

November 30th: @sweeterthanthis‘ Naughty or Nice (Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader, smut)

#marvelll #fanfic #fic recs #becca's reblog challenge #becca’s reblog challenge

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Ro's Monthly Edit

April 7th, 2024 - May 5th, 2024

In case you missed any of the new posted content this month, here's a handy-dandy list with short excerpts and links to all of them!

Warning: while none of the snippets are themselves explicit, a good number of the writings this month were 18+ only. Please read all warnings at the beginning of each post, and minors, please stick with works included in the Light Masterlist.

*I've only added excerpts of the two dirty headcanon asks that were written in a narrative/story style. The rest are on the list linked below.

Various Dirty Headcanons (see full list) featuring characters: Steve Rogers, Ransom Drysdale, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Johnny Storm, Ari Levinson, Jimmy Dobyne, and Curtis Everett

Big Girls Don't Cry, from It Had To Be You (explicit) CEO!Steve Rogers x assistant/co-CEO!Reader

Steve sees you shiver and scrambles to find the blanket, tucking it around you but not giving you space to hide your face. He cups your cheek so you can't cover your eyes either, thumb sweeping across the wet streaks left behind, asking if you're ready to talk to him about it, but you shake your head. "I love you," you do say. "I just hate you a little right now."

Dirty Water, from Sun, Salt, and Shield (explicit) Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader

Even in the very low light of damp room, he could see the lavender of your stare drop to his crotch. "You sing too?" Steve's an idiot. He didn't understand yet, so that dumbass actually began humming 'You Are My Sunshine' because nothing else occurred to him. Then he noticed your tail glowing beneath the scales. Then he realized you were pressing yourself to his legs. Aaaand then Steve Rogers looked down your body to witness his knee disappearing in a spongy spot where the armoring swelled apart. Oh god.

Untitled Ask, from Sun, Salt, and Shield Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader

The most heart-warming thing Steve teaches you is the hug. So simple. So reminiscent of your first meeting. If you lay your head on his chest, your face can remain underwater to breathe and hold onto Steve indefinitely, and he's tried. The longest he's gone is five straight hours of just you two holding each other, brushing his thumb over your cheek, giving you soft back rubs, getting gentle back scratches from you, and loving every second. Sometimes he just talks to you, even when he knows you can't understand most of the words. It's shocking how much gets across by emotion and intonation alone. You squeeze him a little tighter when he's telling you a sad story, and you rub your forehead into his sternum when he laughs at something.

Pirate & Pin Cushion, part two (see JJ Masterlist) Jake Jensen x gn!ops!Reader

“Don’t worry, PC, they got you the good stuff. Heavy duty meds. Nothing but the best.” “PC?” you croak. Jake smirks warily. “For Pin Cushion. Eh, I’m test-driving it,” he shrugs. “You smile pretty.” Pink floods Jake’s cheeks. “Thank you?” Using all your might and concentration, your hand moves to his. “You got thick arms.”

Pirate & Pin Cushion, finale (see JJ Masterlist) Jake Jensen x gn!ops!Reader

“I’D KNOWN YOU FOR TWO WEEKS,” you explode, bolting out of your own seat. “Yeah,” Jake squeaks, “I know.” “Two weeks, and then you taped me saying ‘I love you?’” “But, like—“ his usually deep timbre pitches super high “…did you?” “Why would you just sit on that, Jake?!” “You weren’t exactly sober.” He shrugs.

Lease, one-shot (see SR One-Shots Masterlist) Steve Rogers x best friend!roommate!reader

“You don’t have to put photos,” Sam assures, “and you can stick with your first name only. I swear to you, man, this’ll be good for you. Get you out there more. Help me out here, Tagalong!” He turns to you for support. To be fair, you did quite literally tag along with your parents for years to the VA, and it stuck. Why it sticks as a grown-ass adult? You’ll never know. You just don’t mind Sam Wilson saying it because he means well and never uses it in public. “Uh, nooooo.” Sam’s face falls. “What?” You look at Steve and grimace, clicking your tongue. “He’s not ready for that,” you conclude. Steve jumps out of the chair, arms wide with victory. “THAT’S WHAT I’VE BEEN SAYING!”

No Promises, part one (explicit, darkfic) (see LH Masterlist) Lloyd Hansen x rival assassin!Reader

Easy pickings is what this guy is. All Lloyd has to do is make it look like the middle-aged, fake-tanned Pillsbury Doughboy down there had a heart attack…which might actually happen at the rate his target is shoveling antipasto down his gullet. Lloyd wipes his own mouth in disgust. The women have the right idea though, especially the one in the yellow bikini. His target looks like a desperate and lonely man, whether flashing around wealth or not, so leech away, ladies. Enjoy the free ride while it lasts.

No Promises, part two (explicit, darkfic) (see LH Masterlist) Lloyd Hansen x rival assassin!Reader

Lloyd keeps his steps forward into the room slow and casual, though his ire is obvious. He stops halfway across the carpet, unzips his leather jacket, and tosses it onto the foot of the bed. He seems surprised when you strut over without hesitation; he hasn’t handed over any weapons, but you haven’t asked for a reason. Lloyd’s reputation is cocky, commanding, and curious—in that order—so he won’t start speculating till it’s too late. Indeed, what possible harm could you inflict wearing this lil’ ol’ thing, huh?

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

#ro's bi weekly edit #in case you missed it #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers smut #jake jensen fanfiction #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen angst #jake jensen fluff #lloyd hansen fanfiction #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen x reader

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peachyteabuck · 4 years

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adoptable wips & concepts i’d love to write

what if i want to commission you but aren’t sure what i want?

i always have wips i'd love to finish and concepts i'd love to write for! if you want to adopt a wip or commission me using one (or more!) of the concepts below, send me an email at [email protected] or send me a dm!

full commission info can be found here

what does ‘adopting a wip’ mean?

adopting a wip means you pay for the wip to be finished. I will send you a synopsis of the fic along with what i’ve written and how much more i’d like to write (this will be a range). you will decide how much more i write and that’s how much you pay! if you don’t have enough money for a full fic, this is a great option.

wips you can adopt:

♡ bucky x reader academia au

♡ thor x reader dating an erotica writer

♡ heating system pt ii

♡ a cult au induction ceremony with valkyrie, carol, & natasha

♡ august walker x hacker!reader

♡ sex pollen with natasha

♡ bucky uses you to teach peter about sex

♡ finsub ransom drysdale

♡ sub!stucky x dom!reader

♡ eliot spencer eats you out

♡ peggy fluff where she watches your cat for a weekend

♡ snuff film making with bucky

♡ chapter 6 of study buddy

♡ lazy sex with bucky

♡ pt 2 of treason against kingly youth

♡ mermaid thor x biologist reader

♡ you and natasha attend couple’s therapy

♡ sub!stucky x dom!reader

concepts:

it should be mentioned these are not the *only* things i’d like to write, but these are some concepts/2020 goals i’d love to get done

♡ venom/symbrock x reader

♡ sugar mommy reader x male character

♡ monarch loki x neighboring monarch x reader

♡ punishment blowjob with daddy thor

♡ steggy

♡ carol x thor x reader

♡ a full sugar mama natasha fic

♡ professor!seb stan

♡ sugar daddy! sebstan

♡ sugar daddy! steve rogers

♡ tag teamed by stucky

♡ anything with maria hill

♡ tessa thompson x chris hemsworth x reader

♡ frat boy evans

♡ investigative journalist au

♡ pepper potts x reader pet play

♡ sugar daddy chris evans

♡ cam girl/boy au

♡ ceo valkyrie

♡ gangbang with gamora, valkyrie, wanda natasha, carol, and pepper

♡ first time doing anal

♡ dom!chris evans uses sub!reader to teach henry how to dom (or vice versa)

♡ princess/knight au

♡ chubby!bucky

#lukis does commissions #((since i changed my theme bc i have adhd))

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plaid-shirtsandvibranium-arms · 3 years

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I love your story book series especially Ransom's and Andy's. I just wanna ask if what would happen if Ransom really got the princess preggo.

Thank you, love! I'm glad you enjoyed them. Oh god. Both of them are just such little shits. Their children will also be cheeky little shits. Picture this...

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x mermaid!Reader (from The Second Choice)

Warnings: nah just fluff

Word Count: 599 (drabble)

“I’m pregnant.”

You watched as Ransom froze in his seat beside you on the sofa. To be fair you had sprung the news on him out of nowhere. You were talking about a new company project and you just suddenly blurted it out. You had known for days now and you had been fretting on how to tell him because you weren’t sure how he would take it.

Now as you watched his face go from confused to shocked to just blank, your nerves returned in full force. He’s said he wanted children with you, but they’ve all been said during moments of passion. Maybe it was just the heat of the moment. Maybe it was just one of his kinks. Maybe he didn’t mean it to be this soon.

“Are you sure?”

You nodded your head slowly and chewed on your lip, unsure still of his reaction. You were fidgeting with the frays of the throw pillow on your lap as you waited for his reaction. You jumped when his laughter suddenly boomed in the spacious living room.

Your head was tilted to the side as you watched him laugh loudly, clutching at his own chest as he practically fell over. Your confusion was quickly morphing into anger at this point. You were just about to snap at him when he suddenly spoke.

“Finally!” He grabbed your face in his large hands and planted a hard kiss on your lips. “I’ve been trying to knock you up for months now. I was starting to get worried.”

“What?” you asked, breathless from the emotions and his kiss. “You’re really okay with this?”

“Are you kidding me?” he laughed. “This is the best news.”

You scanned his face for any sign of a lie and saw none. All you saw was his genuine happiness at the news. He wanted this. He wanted it as much as you did and the relief you felt was indescribable. You smiled brightly at him, now suddenly glowing with the thought that you were now going to be an actual family.

“We need to go to the pet store though, princess.”

“What? Why?”

“Well don’t we need an aquarium for the baby’s crib? I don’t wanna just stick my kid in the bathtub.”

You stared at him. Blinked. Opened your mouth to say something, but no words came out. That cheeky grin on his face grew and your eyes narrowed at him. You took the pillow on your lap and proceeded to pummel him with it.

“Stop referring to us as fish, you bastard!”

“I was kidding!” He kept laughing as you continued to attack him. “There’s a perfectly good pool in the backyard for our little tadpole.”

“So I’m a frog now?”

He grabbed your wrists just as you lifted your arms to hit him again, using them to maneuver you until you were laying under him. You pouted as you struggled, huffing your annoyance but he just looked down at you with pure adoration.

“I love you, princess. Thank you for this gift.”

He leaned down to kiss you, fully and languidly. He kissed you with the happiness he felt in that moment. He kissed you with the contentment he felt right now and the excitement for the future. As usual you melted under him, your arms winding around his neck to pull him closer and your legs hiking up around his hips.

You would both enjoy these last moments of it just being the two of you because in a matter of months your already loud household was about to get louder.

#cassie answers #asks and replies #story book collection #the second choice #the second choice drabbles #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x mermaid!reader #ransom drysdale #mermaid!reader #mermaid au

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plaid-shirtsandvibranium-arms · 3 years

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You're a Fish

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x mermaid!Reader (from The Second Choice)

Warnings: strong language as per usual with these two, blowjobs

Word Count: 743 (hey look I can drabble now!)

Swimming in the pool of your Malibu mansion with your new husband has become a regular occurrence. He insisted on it, saying that you needed to be in your natural form more often when he noticed how taxing it was for you to keep up your magic for long periods of time. He also noticed how much more carefree you are in your tail, how unworried you looked and how you were radiating with joy. He didn’t think you could get any more beautiful, but you seem to have a knack for proving that wrong.

He had his arms around you as he ran the pointed tip of his nose across your cheeks, his hands grazing lazily over the texture of your tail. It was so quiet and peaceful, something he’s only known since he’s distanced himself from his family and married you. He found that he was a very different person when the vile that ran thick through his blood wasn’t constantly aggravating him.

“Hey, princess?”

“Yeah?” you whispered, eyes half closed and almost falling asleep now.

“You’re a fish, right?”

Your eyes snapped open, all drowsiness forgotten as you stared at him in disbelief. Your mouth opened and closed in shock, much to his smug amusement, just like a fish. Your face reshuffled to one of scowling suspicion and you raised your eyebrow at him in a silent threat.

“You better think about the next words that will come out of your mouth, Drysdale.”

He chuckled and pecked your lips to appease you. “Well, Mrs. Drysdale, since you can breathe underwater I was thinking that maybe we could try something.”

“What?” Your sides narrowed at him. He smirked at you before he moved to mouth against the column of your neck, biting down exactly where he knew would leave you whimpering and willing for him. He whispered his next words in your ear, his hot breath and low voice sending shivers down your spine.

“Underwater blowjobs.”

The indignant shriek you let out was swallowed by the water as Ransom unceremoniously dunked you, pushing you down by your head and shoulders. Your protests were met with him shoving his hard cock in your mouth, his hands keeping your head in place as he fucked your throat. He was heavy on your tongue and you could make out the muffled sounds of his arousal from beneath the water.

"Oh fuck that feels good."

You made a decision. You grabbed his hips, pulling him in further and hollowing your cheeks. You sucked him exactly how he liked it; using your tongue to increase the sensations and swallowing when he hit the back of your throat. One hand came down to cup his balls as you continued to work him closer and closer to his release.

"Just like that, princess. Shit, you're so good at that," he groaned, his movements starting to falter. "I'm gonna cum down that pretty little throat. Fuck!"

You both knew each other well by now. So well that you could sense the exact moment that he would finish. Just before he could achieve his bliss, you wrenched yourself away from him and quickly swam away. Your head popped up on the opposite end of the pool from him.

"What the fuck?" he snarled.

"You called me a fish."

The sexual frustration he left was swiftly shoved aside at the sight of your glare and he scrambled to pull himself out of the pool to follow you as you marched back into the house, both naked as is now the standard in your household.

“Aw come on, princess. Don’t be like that. I was kidding,” he said, catching up to you and pouting down at your fuming expression. “Come on. Put my dick back in your mouth and we can go to get your favorite cheesecake after.”

“There’s salmon in the freezer. You can go fuck it since it makes no difference to you, you son of a bitch.”

Ransom couldn’t help laughing. God, he loved you. You were just an exact match to him and he thanked whatever land or sea god that deemed it fit for you to find each other. He picked you up and slung you over his shoulder, answering your loud objections with a few slaps to your rear as he took you both inside.

“I’m still mad at you, Ransom!”

“I know and you’re going to sit on my face until you forgive me, princess.”

#ransom drysdale x mermaid!reader #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale #mermaid!reader #story book collection #the second choice #the second choice drabble #mermaid au #soft ransom

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plaid-shirtsandvibranium-arms · 3 years

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Gift Giving

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x mermaid!Reader (from The Second Choice)

Warnings: oral (f receiving), strong language as always

Word Count: 510 (drabble)

Yes, I'm still on this. You can blame @happygowriting and this magnificent manip they did along with the unfiltered convo on the Discord so early in the morning for me. Now I really need to get on with my other WIPs. No more soft Ransom. For now.

“Ransom?” you groaned, your voice hoarse from sleeping and another night of screaming his name.

He answered you with a hum against your cunt and a hard suck on your clit that had your back arching off the bed and your hands gripping the sheets. His tongue swirled and swiped expertly on your bud while his fingers teased your soaking entrance. Your hips moved on their own, seeking more and pulling you away from sleep.

"So good, Ransom," you moaned. "It feels so good."

You felt him smirk and it just made you wetter. Smug son of a bitch. You did have to admit though that he knew exactly what he was doing. His fingers speared into you, scissoring and pressing immediately on that spot that he now knew so well as his mouth latched on hard on your throbbing bud.

Your hand flew to grip his hair, holding him in place as your pleasure built into a rapid crescendo. Your whole body was buzzing and your movements came in unintentional jolts. You pleaded. Chanted his name. Begged for him to grant you release.

"Please. Please, Ransom. Fuck! Please!"

He groaned as he picked up his pace. His mouth was relentless. His fingers were punishing. He could feel it. Your walls tightened and your thighs shook. The low feral growl that he let out vibrated across your skin and flung you over the edge, ripping a scream from your lips as you spasmed beneath him.

You barely registered him crawling up to you, your heart hammering and your mind still cloudy from the orgasm. He kissed you slowly, patiently waiting for you to regain your bearings. You ran your hands over the soft brown sweater coat he had taken to wearing around the house as a sort of robe now that the weather had gotten colder. Still always completely naked underneath though of course.

“Is this so I would buy you that beemer you wanted?” you panted.

“Maybe,” he grinned.

“You do know we’re married, right? Like you have access to our money. You can buy it yourself and you don’t need my permission, babe.”

“But I want you to gift it to me,” he whined. “It’s not the same if I buy it myself.”

You rolled your eyes as he pouted up at you, reaching for your phone on the bedside table and sending a quick text to your assistants to get the exact model and color he wanted. Truth be told, you would wrap the whole world with a ribbon for him and you knew he would do the same for you.

You tossed your phone to the side as an idea hit you. You grinned at him and pulled him closer to you, locking your legs around his hips and pressing your dripping core against his hard cock. He moaned low as he pushed you harder together.

"Now how about I let you choke me with your cock and you buy me that dress I was looking at yesterday?"

A cheeky smile spread on his lips. "Deal."