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BEGGING for more milf!reader x sub!abby 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 please please PLEASE 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ (maybe with a lil bit of a breeding kink if you’re into that) take your time love <33

†⠀❝ HEART TO HEART II ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !

"YOUNGER!ABBY HEADCANNONS"

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★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, nsfw content, wlw, fem!reader, age gap vague, abby is early twenties, younger!abby, uhal!lesbian vibe, mommy!kink, tw breeding kink, reader has a kid, dom!reader, sub!abby, strap (abby!), oral (abby!r), fingering (abby!r), poc!friendly, nipple play, reader is a mom.

RAYNE RAMBLES ★ thank u so much sweet angel for asking so sweetly. this has teken me longer than intended, but better late than never, right? breeding kink? are u kidding? now, ur speaking my language. hope this is as lovely as you are. if you like, don't forget to reblog!

younger!abby who can't stop thinking of the first night she spends with you.

younger!abby who can't get your addicting moans out of her head. they play on an endless loop in her mind and she wants to keep them there forever.

younger!abby who swears, even if it's only been one lovely night, she swears she about to tip over the line of love.

younger!abby who never had been manhandled until that very night with you.

Abby thought she was in control - she should've known better. It taken only a moment for your firm hands gripping her hips, maneuvering her weight until you were on top of her.

"It's all for show, huh? These perfectly sculpted arms, your chiseled abs, and don't even get me started on this face. I bet all the girls just fall at your feet."

younger!abby who blushed even more, unable to contain her reaction at each compliment rolling off your tongue.

younger!abby who wanted to tell you there wasn't other girls, but the words died on her tongue when you dragged her into the bedroom.

younger!abby who moaned softly when you played with the end of her braid, your fingers smoothing over the blonde strands.

younger!abby likes the fact you had managed to pull at what she loves most the first night in.

younger!abby who can't help the bubbling feeling in the pit of her stomach as you look at her with those goddamn eyes of yours. you were more breathtaking than should be allowed.

younger!abby who watches with a careful eye as you stepped away from her body, shoving your dress until it pools at your feet.

younger!abby who can't help put purr at you, everything on display for her greedy eyes.

younger!abby is infatuated and absolutely lost for words as she looks at you.

younger!abby who can't believe how sexy you are and can't believe you, a descendent from Aphrodite herself, could want her.

younger!abby whose heart stops as you don't walk to her. No. Not yet - you're walking to your night stand.

younger!abby tries to keep her breathing under control as you bring out the strap.

younger!abby who can't help but feel her heart beating out of her chest.

"We don't have to do this you know. If you don't like being fucked like this, I can always put my mouth to good use." You offer, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. Abby loves how your soft voice carries across the room. The need she has for you only grows, begging for a taste.

younger!abby who feels your sweetness pull at her heart.

younger!abby who nods simply, but you don't take it as a sufficient response.

"If you want me to fuck you, you're going to have to say it, angel. Need to hear you say it."

younger!abby who fumbles the words past her lips as she's unable to take her eyes of you, but she manages to get it out.

younger!abby who feels the slick grow in between her thighs as she watches you put the strap on.

younger!abby who can't remember a time she felt this overwhelmed.

younger!abby who can't help but rub her thick thighs together in anticipation.

younger!abby who notices the smirk on your face and just how much you're enjoying teasing her.

younger!abby can only register a soft 'gotta work you open baby' and her boxers are gone.

younger!abby who usually doesn't like to be put on display like this, can't help but feel treasured as you look at her in awe.

younger!abby who loses it the moment she feels your teeth sink in her thighs, littering the punctured skin with sweet kisses.

younger!abby who doesn't know what to do with herself when all of your undivided attention is upon her.

younger!abby loves the way you have her thighs spread out, your body between them and there's no hesitation.

younger!abby who bucks her hips upwards as you give her everything she's been thinking about.

younger!abby who feels a shiver run up her spine as your tongue plays with your vulva, before flattening the muscle against your cunt.

younger!abby who tries to close her thighs around your head, but you won't let her.

"You have to keep this thick thighs open for me, baby. How else am I supposed to fuck this perfect cunt?"

younger!abby who could easily, physically over power you, but can't even imagine doing so. not when you're making her feel this good.

"If you need something to grab onto just pull on my hair." Stopping for a moment, you grab her big hands and Abby makes a makeshift ponytail, as suck on her clit.

younger!abby wonders how she has ever existed without you.

younger!abby loves you mouth, and every moan you let out as you fuck her pussy with her mouth.

younger!abby can't get get over the vibrations she feels and how you hump into the bed every time abby pulls your hair a little too hard.

younger!abby knows for a fact, she's only ever been vocal with you.

younger!abby feels her cunt gripping onto your fingers as you sink two fingers into her, and she can hear just how wet you've gotten her.

younger!abby who can't stop moaning at the feeling of your fingers fucking her and the louder she gets, the better you make her feel.

younger!abby can feel just how close she is, but then you remove your fingers and she feels empty.

younger!abby certainly can't control the whine she lets out. it's needy and carnal - it even hurts her throat a little but she really doesn't care.

"You're lucky my kid is a heavy sleeper, Abs. Or else, I'd have to punish you for it."

younger!abby who tried to at least appear guilty, but it's so hard when the only coherent thought in her mind is wanting to fuck your mouth.

younger!abby knows all she wants to feel is you, and now that you're depriving her of the need it feel like an unbearable weight to hold.

younger!abby who throws her head back when you start sinking your cock into her tight pussy.

younger!abby who feels so full with you inside her. she's trying to hold her moans in with your comment, but your first thrust pulls it right out of her.

younger!abby who is never the one who gets fucked, revels in how good it feels. knowing you wanted to fuck her already had sent her over the edge but god - you really knew how to fuck.

younger!abby who cries out your name as you pick up the pace, your cock hitting her in just the place she needs.

younger!abby who never wants you to stop, she always will crave to feel this forever. she doesn't care if it's dramatic, but you're taking care of her like no one else ever has.

"You're so loud for me. Aren't you?" You chuckle as Abby moans. "Sweet baby, never had her pussy fucked this good. All those stupid, young girls can't give you what mommy can, huh?"

"No, never like this - never this good." Abby swears as you lift, bending her leg over your shoulder, making her cock hit her even deeper. The place all her girlfriends never touched.

younger!abby whose eyes roll into the back of her head, unable to compute with pleasure you're giving her.

younger!abby nearly comes when the next sentence falls from your plump lips.

"Want to put a baby in you, Abs. God, you'd look so pretty." Your pace increasing, if it was even possible. "Would fuck all day and all night if that's what it took."

younger!abby knows it should've scared her off, but all she wants is to please you. nothing could stop the way her cunt grips on your cock like a vice.

"Anything for you. Need you to fill me up." Abby can't help but capturing your nipple in her mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh she sucks."

"Give it to me, Mommy."

younger!abby knows it's all you need before the friction of the strap is too much and you're coming along with her.

younger!abby feels herself falling as you cleans the two of you up, before she holds her.

younger!abby feels safe and she never wants this feeling to escape her.

younger!abby also can't wait until you break her brain and fuck her into oblivion again.

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Aena Florence Cowell - Profile

◊ Basic Information ◊

▹ Gender: Female ▹ Date of birth: 19th of February ▹ MBTI: Defender ISFJ-A ▹ Nationality: British | Welsh ▹ Blood status: Pure-blood ▹ Wand: English Oak Wood | Unicorn Core | 14 ½" Length | Slightly Springy flexibility ▹ Nickname: - ▹ House: Slytherin ▹ Patronus: Red Squirrel ▹ Boggart: Dragon/Fire ▹ Amortentia: Juniper, menthol, lime ▹ Animagus: -

◊ Appearance ◊

Aena is slightly above average height. She has long blond hair, to be honest it's hard to say what color, her hair was once very burned out in the sun, I would call it a pearl blond, with a warm undertone. Violet eyes, in her favorite sly squint. A long, straight nose, it is very easy for them to get into other people's business. Freckled skin and two facial scars.

▹ Clothing style: Ready to dress up in anything, the main thing is that it be washed and ironed. She loves trendy blouses and comfortable shoes, otherwise she just wants to look neat. ▹ Accessories: Silver earrings. A brooch with which she secures a bow on her collar. ▹ Other distinguishing features: Two scars. First received before Hogwarts, her younger sister hit her with a candlestick in a fit of rage. This scar cuts through her upper lip. The second one was obtained approximately between 4-6 class step (I still haven't decided) in a fight with Aisha. This scar is located across the bridge of the nose.

◊ Personality ◊

Aena is a person who values connections very much, and, first of all, values her own comfort. She can come across as rude due to her bluntness, although she usually tries to choose her words. For close people, Aena is the figure of an older sister, patronizing and ready to help with deed or advice. She is still clueless in conversation, but it has its own charm. If you come to her in a bad mood or in tears, she will definitely coo around you and if words do not help, then be sure that you will be taken to have fun in Hogsmeade, even if Professor Weasley did not give permission to visit the village. Due to her rather reserved nature, it is very difficult to catch her own resentment or bad mood. As a rule, she suppresses bad emotions if the pressure on her is very strong. Cowell is inclined to break loose on someone, but more often than something (Ferdinand Octavius Pratt will never forgive her for his torn portrait that once hung in the Trophy Hall). Otherwise, she learned to live such moments in herself, not wanting to impose her problems.

▹ Traits: Self-confident, imposing, diligent, cunning, communicable. ▹ Likes: Feeling of winning, gift gifts to friends and family (she is one of those people who will see a wild flower, remember you and pick it to give), To speak caustically. ▹ Dislikes: Gobstones, hates all kinds of sweets and candies (childhood trauma). ▹ Good at: Chess, persuasion, remember things quickly. ▹ Bad at: Flying on a broom (she gets motion sick), to be tact. ▹ Hobbies: Board games, Herbarium, calligraphy. ▹ Fears: Fire, fatal disease. ▹ Ambition: Become an influential person in the magical world.

◊ Family ◊

▹Father: Ambrose Thomas Cowell ▹Mother: Lavinia Marjorie Cowell (nee Brown) ▹Sibling: Aeva Francis Cowell (little sister) | Darcia Arthur Cowell (little brother) ▹ Paternal grandparents: Bertram Caspar Cowell and Marjorie Rose Cowell ▹Maternal grandparents: They do not communicate for one reason or another / Aena does not know them, as much.. ▹ Other noteworthy relatives: Angus Beresford Cowell (uncle), Anna Rayne Brown (aunt), Victor Brown (cousin), Cain Beresford Brown (cousin, illegitimate son of Anna and Angus).

▹ Pet: Couple Mooncalfs and Jobberknoll ▹ Family home: Cardiff ▹ Blood Status: Pure-Blood ▹ Social standing: Middle class family, i guess... Aristocracy? ▹ Family background: The relationship between the Browns and the Cowells became very tense after the announcement of the engagement between Lavinia and Ambrose. Both Aena's parents were strong-willed and strong-willed, and although the families did not want this union, in fear that the newlyweds would quickly fall out of love with each other when they were drawn into the routine, this did not happen. The birth of Aena, the first-born, was not accepted by applause, the parents were still very young, just about to graduate from Hogwarts. it was also that Anna, Lavinia's cousin, and Angus, Ambrose's brother, were not careful and their families found out about their union. And although the Cowells, as a fairly young purebred family, were not well known, everyone whispered about the Browns. This angered the Browns and almost all ties between the families were cut off. This did not prevent the girl from growing up in love and care, even in some kind of permissiveness. Aena was a mischievous child. In particular, she adopted the confidence of her father, and inherited from her mother an unshakable determination. Of course her uncle Angus, who frequents them (living for a while with his brother and his family), also contributed. He was cunning, playful, witty and an excellent gambler. During the early years of Ambrose and Lavinia's marriage, he often stayed to babysit his niece while his brother and his wife worked at Gringotts Wizarding Bank. It would be nonsense if, in the end, Aena did not learn to play almost as well as her uncle. Over time, her sister was born, and now not only Angus was the nanny, but Aena herself, because her sister turned out to be a completely restless child.

The Cowell family can be safely called an example of a healthy family, where everyone listens and hears each other. Where conflicts are not hushed up, but resolved. In their house there is always an atmosphere of warmth and comfort. Family members value each other, they will never refuse to help friends and relatives. Her parents still work in a bank. Grandfather was an Auror, and her grandmother worked as a curse breaker. Her uncle Angus does not work anywhere, but thanks to his skill as a card sharper, he squanders money in all directions.

◊ Relationships ◊

It is difficult to write down with whom Alena is friends to one degree or another, since she tends to call a friend a person with whom she communicated a couple of times both of them at school. Anyway, she was the most frequent communication with Amit Thakkar, Aisha Werdy(oc), Grace Pinch-Smedley and Imelda Reyes. With the advent of the New Fifth Year, Aena's friend list has become noticeably larger! Since the fifth year, a new student has appeared in Cowell's inner circle (I would like to use a specific character, but I love many MCs so much … this is a difficult choice for me, in general, your character could be here !!!). Through the new fifth year, Aena became closer to Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt. This was an interesting experience for Aena, who was very prejudiced against Gaunt due to rumors and stories from her parents. Although her parents did not want to appear biased, because they had also been the subject of all sorts of dirty rumors before, they were very afraid of ties with the Gaunts. Interestingly, thanks to MC, Cowell stopped communicating with Cressida Blume. One day, Aena managed to overhear a conversation between a newcomer and Ominis in the Hogwarts library, where the MC told in detail what he had read in a Gryffindor girl's diary. She also had a quarrel with Imelda for a while, Reyes was tirelessly talking dirty about the new one and Aena was so tired of it that she asked Imelda not to talk to her until it was all over.

Any more serious and romantic feelings were alien to Aena for a long time. Probably the culprit was gambling, through which she received joy and adrenaline. When she was strictly banned from playing within the walls of the school for as much as 2 years, for Cowell it was a global catastrophe. She was still holding small sessions of games in Hogsmeade, Aena could not find a place for herself and did not know what to do. She struggled with background anxiety for a long time, at some point losing any interest in games. Ominis became her distraction. They bumped into each other on the way to Hogsmeade, talking. Gaunt had another problem with his parents (and more problems with Sebastian), Aena had complete emptiness and disappointment in herself as a person (she was really ashamed of her actions). The Slytherins entered into a playful agreement, Aena helped the boy create the appearance of the life that the Gaunts wanted for him (minimal, but this, as it turned out, was enough), and in return Ominis was supposed to simply brighten up Aena's especially lonely days. And so, with slow steps, they became closer and closer to each other.

◊ little things ◊

Heather Mason - Silent Hill 3

Dana Scully - X-Files

Morrigan - Dragon age:Origins

Suki - ATLA

Princess Leia Organa - Star Wars

Rhaenys Targaryen - House of the Dragon

#hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #aena cowell #hphl #hphl mc #hp oc #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x mc #ominis x mc

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dragonwritersblog · 3 months

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Never Grow Up

Funnybunny Week Day Seven: Free Day . Just when Pomni and Jax didn't think their lives could get any happier, their daughter was born.

And thus concludes funnybunny week! I hope you guys had just as much fun as I did and I loved hearing all of your support and feedback. I wanted to end this week off with a bang, and what better way to do that than with a fankid. Once again thank you all for your support and enjoy! <3

Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up Don't you ever grow up Just stay this little

Pomni was pretty sure she was sweaty and gross right now, yet Jax continued to look at her as if she were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. The two were cuddled up on the jester’s bed after the most exhausting day of their lives. Was Pomni sore and tired? Yes. But it was all worth it for the bundle of joy in her arms.

A little baby bunny with brown fur squirmed in her mother’s arms as she slept, wrapped in a soft pink blanket that Gangle had gifted them. “She’s perfect,” Pomni whispered.

“You did it poms,” Jax smiled, his eyes wet as he stared at his two favorite girls, “You created the world’s cutest baby.”

“She is the world’s cutest baby, isn’t she?” Pomni marveled the new-born, the kit making little squeaks in her sleep. “I never believed that I could deserve this.”

Jax turned to look at his significant other, his brows furrowing with concern, “Deserve what?”

Pomni took a breath, readying herself for what she was about to say, “That I deserved to be this happy.”

Jax’s let out a trembled sigh, holding onto the jester tighter, “Oh sweetie. Why did you think that?”

“I-I don’t know. It’s silly, looking back on it. But I always felt like me getting trapped in the circus was me getting punished for something bad I did in my past life,” Pomni admitted, “I believed that I had to be a horrible person to end up here, that I deserved to be here if that was the case, that it was my fault. It took me so long to unlearn that and decide that I wanted to be happy, that I wanted to fall in love with you. And now, here we are and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been-mmmph!”

She was interrupted by Jax pressing his lips against hers, his fingers massaging her hair. She sighed into the kiss, letting herself be and feel loved by the man willing to hand her the entire world if she asked. “You deserve so much and more,” he said once he pulled away, “You’ve been by my side from the day we met. You didn’t put up with any of my shit - you even punched me in the face so hard I nearly blacked out, all because I tried to tickle you.”

“I didn’t see you sneak up!” she whined, “And I said I was sorry.”

“I know and I forgave you,” Jax chuckled, his face softening suddenly, “It was also how I fell in love with you.”

Pomni’s mouth fell slightly agape. No matter how much she thought she wouldn’t be affected by Jax’s words, he still found ways to surprise her. But she didn’t mind, not one bit. “I think that’s how I feel in love with you too…you being a hopeless sap for me,” she giggled.

Jax scoffed in mock offense, “Okay, thanks for that little lady. Already setting such an example for our daughter.”

“Pot calling the kettle black!” The jester snickered, “As if you haven’t already come up with how to raise her into a menace to society.”

“Speaking of our little menace, she’s gonna need a name,” Jax pointed out, “Unless we call her menace.”

“Absolutely not,” Pomni deadpanned.

“Fair enough,” Jax shrugged, smirking slightly.

Pomni rolled her eyes, smiling fondly, “Actually, I was thinking Rayne?”

“Rayne,” Jax thought about it for a moment, looking down at his daughter and stroking her cheek with his thumb. “It’s got a nice ring to it. But if you don’t mind me asking, why Rayne?”

Pomni shifted, she had a feeling this would come up, “Well, because in latin it means…queen.”

Jax froze, his head lifting back up as he looked back at Pomni, tears filling his eyes, “Queen?”

“I knew how much of a mother Queenie was to you before she…” Pomni shook her head, refusing to let herself trail off. “I thought that this name could honor her, to show that she’s not truly gone.”

Jax sniffed, a wet laugh escaping from his mouth as he pressed his forehead to hers, “I love you. I really, really love you. You know that, right?”

Pomni felt her own happy tears escaping as well, “I had a feeling. So, Rayne it is?”

“Yeah,” Jax nodded, “Rayne it is.”

There was a tiny sneeze coming from below at the mention of her new name, as though she were confirming who she was. “Hey little Rayne,” Pomni cooed as Jax’s grin threatened to split his face, “Are you waking up?”

The small bunny’s eyes blinked open, revealing one red and one blue pupil respectively with yellow sclera surrounding them. “Sweetie look,” Jax couldn’t believe what he was seeing, somehow grinning harder, “She takes after you.”

“And you,” Pomni added, leaning into him, “She really is perfect.”

“Just like her mother,” Jax pressed a kiss to her hair.

“I’m still gross,” Pomni grimaced.

“Nope, you’re still beautiful,” Jax wrapped his arms around his new family, “Nothing can change that.”

Pomni snuggled closer with Rayne, feeling sleep starting to wash over her. The same could be said for Jax and Rayne, the two sharing an identical yawn as their eyes drifted shut.

“Welcome to the world Rayne,” Pomni whispered one last time, sleep catching up to her as she joined her child and partner in the dream world.

Truly, this was happiness. And they wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

#funnybunny #funnybunny week #funnybunny week 2024 #pomnijax #jax x pomni #pomni x jax #jax #pomni #tadc #the amazing digital circus #my writing #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #dragon rambles

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thehotgrandparent · 7 months

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Homesick headcanons from Webtoon made by Ms.Freaky because I have nothing better to do. (It’s a school night and it’s 10 at night)

Gladiolus is that one person who you can drag around and he wouldn’t mind at all.

He also finds a lot things mundane and he doesn’t understand how people find happiness in things.

Gladiolus had a shitty childhood when he was younger, which is why he doesn’t show emotions much

Rayne was always reckless and got hurt a lot, so Tomoha learnt how to use a first aid kit due to it.

Kenny and Sam are both Argentinian, and they can speak Spanish as well because they often visited their extended family there.

Poppy is really good at doing hair, but is extremely rough with it. He also used to have a pet snake and cat.

Tomoha and Kenny sometimes voice over fanfics whenever they’re bored and have nothing else to do.

Kenny also makes a lot of dumb decisions, which Tomoha sometimes has to use a first aid kit for.

Kenny and Gladiolus used to hate each other, mostly on Kenny’s part, because he thought that Glad didn’t really care about the group at the house, when in reality, he doesn’t know how to show it.

Once they got along, which took awhile, they were decent friends.

Gladiolus often watched over Kenny when he was out and about because he knows Kenny will do something dumb.

Kenny and Samael used to go around telling everyone they were siblings, but as they grew older Sam started hating Ken.

Now only Kenny says that their brothers.

Rayne cannot cook at all. If she were to cook food for Tomoha and Sam they would wait till she isn't looking to throw it away

She once almost burned down the kitchen before the apocalypse by accident because she tried to cook.

Sam would throw it out right in front of her, and he would have a disgusted look and say “you should invest in some cooking lessons.”

Kenny would straight up say that her cooking sucks.

Tomoha would be holding back tears and give her a thumbs up while trying not to vomit.

Kenny once ate her food by accident and he got food poisoning.

Samael is a huge cat person and dislikes dogs

Meanwhile Kenny loves dogs and dislikes cats.

Tomoha is the one who likes both and she just watches them argue.

She sometimes tries to stop them but mostly just watches it because she finds it entertaining.

While it was just the 3 of them, Tomoha blames herself for what happened at the house and Kenny tries his best to reassure her that it wasn’t

For a few weeks, she couldn’t bring herself to look at the other two due to her believing herself as a burden and/or someone who would drag them down.

Which is why she took it seriously when Sam made a joke about her walking loudly and when Ogre died. She views herself as a reliability.

Sam tried to reassure her that she wasn’t, but it came off as rude and Kenny made him apologize for it.

Poppy likely beat up a Wendy’s worker because they got Oak’s order wrong.

They’re (being Poppy and Oak) childhood friends.

Oak was always the calm child while Poppy was the troublemaker.

One of their favorite pastimes (before everything happened), they would often go camping and/or go to the park.

Poppy is rather overprotective of Oak because he didn’t have the greatest childhood and Oak was the first person he made friends with.

Let’s ignore the fact that they’re all in my hc book on my AO3 account ❤️

#poppy homesick #homesick webtoon #samael keene #kenny luckstar #gladiolus homesick #homesick gladiolus #oak homesick #Tomoha homesick #rayne liebert #homesick rayne #homesick Samael #webtoon #wentoon homesick

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mcgnagallsarmy · 1 year

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Spuffy style Reading Challenge - #25: Short Story Reading Challenge

A Mother Knows Best by angelic_amy [PG-13]

Buffy hates Spike and Spike can’t stand Buffy. Right? Ever since Willow’s ‘my will be done’ spell, the vampire and slayer have been plagued with thoughts and dreams of their supposed mortal enemy. And neither of them know what to do about it. When Joyce Summers receives a mystery visit from someone in the know, and learns a little about the possible future, the slayer’s mother is set to work – playing matchmaker. Set in early season four, post Something Blue, and goes AU after that.

A Totally Random Occurrence by Herself [NC-17]

The stake slipped from her fingers, and she had to take a deep breath to stave off the dizziness descending on her like a hood over her head. "You—I thought you were dead." A reunion in New York City.

And Then She Knew by Addie Logan [PG-13]

Spike does something different – faster and more clever – and everything changes. (Goes AU during "The Gift")

At Ease by The Danish Bird [NC-17]

Even with her eyes closed, Buffy would recognise this place in a second, and for a moment she wondered if she truly had ended up in a hell dimension this time. One that had doomed her to an eternity of Doublemeat Palace workdays. Buffy felt her lips moving, heard her own voice speaking, and as she opened her eyes she decided that a hell dimension definitely wasn’t ruled out just yet. “Welcome to the Doublemeat Palace, how may I help – “ She stared into Riley’s scarred face as she completed her sentence. “– you.” Her mom, Sunnydale, her home, Spike – There are many things Buffy misses in her life, but if she had gotten the choice to revisit a day that had already passed, this would so not be it!

Between the Empty Places by St Ephiny [PG]

When Buffy's at her lowest, Spike gives her the strength to go on. What happens if Spike and Andrew return from their trip a little early, and Buffy realizes she's not alone during the mutiny?

Claw Marks by untouchable [NC-17]

Set after S2. Buffy never returns to Sunnydale. She stays in Los Angeles as Anne, working at the diner and running from her past until, one night, her past runs into her. Can two desperate broken-hearted people find some relief in the arms of one another, or will Buffy and Spike just tear each other apart?

Crash by Holly [NC-17]

True, Whistler sent her back to fix just one thing, but Buffy has always been rather ambitious.

Fantasie Segrete by Holly [NC-17]

The Slayer’s friends treat a very reluctant Buffy to a Valentine’s Day surprise in hopes of uplifting her spirits.

Floodgates by EllieRose101 [NC-17]

Willow’s engagement spell ends, but Buffy and Spike don’t want to let each other go. Now all their feelings have been brought to the surface, it’s like they can’t stop them. If anything, the feelings are getting stronger. But would being swept away be really such a bad thing?

Of Malls and Mistletoe by bookishy [NC-17]

Ethan Rayne's up to his old tricks, having hung mistletoe with the opposite of care all over the Sunnydale Mall. When it becomes clear that the only way to stop chaos from reigning over the year's biggest shopping season is for enemies to snuggle up beneath it . . . well, it's just a good thing Buffy finds Spike there after hours. Set a week after Riley's departure in "Into the Woods."

#Buffy The Vampire Slayer #btvs #spuffy #ficrec #reading challenges

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ravennaortiz · 4 months

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Chapter 6 of the Juice and OC Stormie Rayne story.

Warnings: As always this is an 18+ story. General themes of the show such as violence, drugs, swearing, smut etc. Mention of child abuse, domestic violence, sexual assault/harassment are in some chapters.

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"I'm starting to think you don't have your own place Juice" joked Stormie as she walked into the living room where her brother and Juice were sitting playing a video game. "Your always welcome to visit to see for yourself" replied Juice as he shot her a quick smile. "Might have too. Did you two leave me some coffee?" questioned Stormie as she continued into the kitchen. "I made a fresh pot just a few minutes ago" called Half-Sack as he paused the game.

"Why did you " started Juice turning to look at his best friends but stopping catching the look he was getting. "Are you flirting with my sister?" inquired Half-Sack. "Umm" stared Juice unsure what to say. He couldn't deny that he thought Stormie was good looking or that he found her fantastic to be around. There had been light flirting on both parts. "I'm not mad but like she's only been here a couple of months. I want her to feel at home here. She's delicate and I don't want her hurt" stated Half-Sack. Juice nodded before speaking. "I got you man" stated Juice as Stormie came back in to the room and sat next to him on the couch.

*Clubhouse*

"Uncle Tiggy!" screeched Isabella the moment she saw Tig at the bar. Dropping Stormies hand she bolted to the man who chuckled as he picked her up. "How's my little lady? Want an ice cream?" inquired Tig as Stormie shook her head as she made her way to the meeting room the guys called Church where Clay was seated talking with Bobby. "Its ten in the morning Tig" she called over her shoulder. "I didn't hear a no did you" asked Tig as he looked at Isabella who giggled and shook her head. "Ice cream it is" stated Tig loud enough for Stormie to hear before going to the kitchen. Stormie chuckled slightly to herself. If she had learned anything the last month it was that no one could say no to her little girl.

"Hey hun" greeted Bobby as he saw her pause in the doorway. "Sorry to bother you two. I was just wanting to let you know I am ready to start working the bar shifts. I appreciate the opportunity.....it means a lot" explained Stormie her voice cracking slightly with emotion at the end as she met Clays gaze. "Not a problem at all. You and Isabella are family and we look after each other." stated Clay as his face softened and he smiled at her. We will be having a party tomorrow night. Why don't you go stock up today, you can take Juice with you" stated Clay as Bobby got into a safe behind him and pulled out a stack of cash and held it out for her.

"Can do boss" replied Stormie as she took the money and headed out. "Make sure our guest understand she is off limits. Any unwelcome advances could end with death" stated Clay as Bobby nodded making a note to reach out to the other charters later.

*Store*

"Thank you for coming with me" stated Stormie as they walked out of the store heading other suv. "Not a problem" replied Juice as he pushed the heavy cart to the parked car. "Hop in and I can load up" stated Juice as he opened the passenger side door for her. "You sure?" inquired Stormie as she started to pick up a box. "Yes" replied Juice as he playfully smacked her hand making her laugh. "Alright. I just don't want top hear you complaining I made you do all the work" replied Stormie with a smirk as she got in the car.

Juice had just finished putting away the cart when a police cruiser pulled up alongside the SUV. "Fuck" muttered Juice as he saw it was Deputy Hale and started jogging to the car to run interference. "Ortiz. I was just introducing myself to your little friend here. Letting her know to reach out if she sees anything suspicious" explained Hale as he held out a card to Stormie who shook her head keeping her gaze forward. "How kind of you" replied Juice as he stood between the two vehicles. "Have a good day" stated Hale before driving away.

"You good" questioned Juice as he turned to Stormie watching her carefully after he had made sure Hale had left. "Yeah, he just creeped me out" replied Stormie as she turned to meet his gaze. Juice nodded before moving to get into the drivers seat.

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lemariee · 8 months

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Chapter 15

Gerda froze, clenching her eyes shut with frustration before reopening them. Her body slowly turned to face the one person she resented. She blinked several times, struggling to subdue her emotions. Her mind was in midst of regaining clarity but she nearly lost it the moment she spotted him smirking. She truly loathed him so much that it pained her to even look at him.

"I will NOT be flaunted around like an exotic captured animal. I'm not some type of prized possession nor am I your toy." Gerda hissed, scolding him while struggling to hold back insults.

"You speak as if you're given a choice...either you obediently come with me or I slowly break both your arms." Borra uncaringly scoffed with his eyes warning her.

Her body briefly stilled; overwhelmed by the situation she was currently in. She had no choice but to listen to him. For that she despised herself knowing she's giving him what he wanted. Unfortunately she had to give in and accept her loss.

Without another word she held her chin up and sauntered over to him with a fixed glare. His smirk returned full of arrogance and pride. That was all she managed to notice before he walked ahead down the three steps that surrounded the circle. From there they headed towards the door she had entered from. Her small frame struggled to keep up with his pace; with her legs already getting strained. She felt like a little tamed puppy chasing after it's owner.

Gerda grimaced when she noticed the edges of his wings dragging behind him on the floor. She wondered if his body ever felt sore from it. The fey's anatomy was both disturbing and a curiosity to her; especially how they managed to carry their own weight when flying. Perhaps she would learn a lot about them through him and Celtra. With luck, she might even learn their weaknesses but most specifically his.

The echoing swoosh of large doors averted her attention to her current circumstance. She followed behind him and felt a bit relieved when she spotted Celtra waiting in the main hall. Once they walked down the wide stairs Borra stopped to speak to Rayne. Only then did Gerda have enough time for a brief conversation with Celtra. She warily walked over and silently stood next to her while Borra conversed with Rayne.

"He wishes to humiliate me by forcing me to accompany him every single hour of the day." Gerda angrily whispered to her while eyeing Borra.

"Remember to refrain from angering him. As I said before, it would make your life easier here." Celtra whispered, insisting Gerda do the impossible.

"It's easy for you to say but that 'creature' is insufferable. He's arrogant and stubborn. I find myself losing control of my temper around him." Gerda silently hissed, feeling her hands ball up.

"Sounds a lot like somebody I know. I find that you two have more in common then you think. It would be rather interesting to see some sort of genuine acquaintance form between you both." Celtra admitted, only sparking disgust in Gerda.

"Please spare me your assumptions, I refuse to associate with someone like that. Even then it won't change the fact that I am his prisoner." Gerda angrily whispered back.

"We shall see what the future holds, now I suggest you head back to Borra. It appears he's finishing up his conversation." Celtra added, making Gerda feel perplexed with her response.

She gave Celtra one last look of confusion before slowly walking to Borra until she was standing behind him. Something about his tone and body language suggested he was upset. Her ears managed to catch on to the last bit of his conversation with Rayne.

"Order them to keep looking until something comes up. I will not stand for such threats against our peaceful union between the humans." Borra angrily ordered Rayne.

"A-As you wish." Rayne quickly said with a pathetic timid look on her face.

She then walked away up the stairs heading towards a set of stairs leading to the third floor. Gerda glanced at Borra wondering where they were heading to next. Perhaps she could play her part being the obedient slave while gathering information about him and his plans.

"Starting today the human will be accompanying me until I deem it unnecessary. I will send for you to fetch her later. Is that understood?" Borra announced to Celtra with his voice echoing throughout the hall.

"Yes." Celtra politely responded, nodding her head.

Borra then dismissed her and turned to Gerda with hard, stern eyes. She knew that stare and it typically meant he was about to either threaten or warn her. Despite its meaning she stared back at him unphased.

"We will be heading out to the village, I trust you will be on your best behavior. Any disobedience will result in severe punishment. Do I make myself clear?" Borra coldly warned Gerda with a daring tone.

"Yes." Gerda softly responded after several seconds.

He briefly studied her for a moment before moving towards the large doors that lead to outside. Gerda was somewhat enthralled at the thought of exploring new territory despite Borra's presence. She silently followed behind him out the door wondering what part of the village they were leaving to. Perhaps accompanying him won't be so dull after all.

Goosebumps appeared on her exposed skin once they reached the bridge. She slightly frowned when she realized how cold it was outside. He must not be affected by the weather since he appeared to walk without any issue. The wind picked up, blowing her hair off to the side as her bare feet tingled from the chilly ground.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around herself with shivers rocking through her body. She remained that way until they reached the cage that she arrived in. The two guards nodded their heads to Borra, ignoring Gerda's presence. He then turned to face her with his expression growing puzzled as he observed her.

"Why are you standing like that?" He asked, genuinely confused by her arms wrapped around her body.

"I happen to be quite cold and the choice of clothing I have on is not suitable for the weather." Gerda said, feeling her feet become numb from the cold.

"I forgot how you humans are such weak, pathetic creatures." Borra irritatedly responded before signaling for the guard to shove her inside the cage.

Gerda felt annoyed by his lack of regard for her, throwing him one last glare before being pushed inside her cage. She wondered how he expected her to follow him around without any type of protection from the changing weather. She shivered once they were in the air with the temperature drastically dropping. Most of her time was spent attempting to shelter her exposed body as they glided the sky. She felt a sense of relief when the cage begin to descend, indicating that they arrived at their destination.

Shortly after her door was pulled open and she gasped when her body was yanked out. She wondered why the guards were being more rougher than usual. Perhaps they were desperate on making a good impression for Borra.

Gerda observed her surroundings and felt a spark of interest when she noticed they were at the entrance of the village. She moved closer to get a better look and felt memorized by it. She observed the variety of creatures walking around. It brought a sense of sadness when she thought of how it resembled Ulstead, her lost home.

"Expected to see something much more 'primitive'?" The sound of Borra's voice asked as he was now standing next to her.

"Your kind surprises me each day." Gerda sarcastically admitted keeping her eyes on the entrance of the village.

"Don't be surprised when we become the next dominant species of this world." Borra pointed out, pulling Gerda's attention to him.

"The odds of that happening are very slim, don't get your hopes up." Gerda smugly said, feeling bothered at the thought of his kind gaining control of the world.

Her body continued shivering from the cold when a gust of wind blew past her. She hated how pathetic she appeared in front of him.

"Slim? You humans have proven to be weak. Look at how you stand trembling from the cold. Perhaps you'll eventually wipe yourselves out into extinction due to your aggressive, destructive nature." Borra said in a degrading tone that made Gerda stare back at him with narrowed eyes.

"I could think of many ways that puts us above your kind but I'd prefer we not stand here lingering around. That is unless you crave conversation from me?" Gerda hissed growing tired of his arrogance.

Borra eyed her with his usual cold expression before walking ahead without speaking another word. She followed behind once again struggling to keep up with his massive form while fighting against the cold. Once they entered the buzzing village, her eyes were everywhere. She studied the many markets and mixture of creatures going about their business.

She noticed a few dark fey women who would occasionally pause and throw flirtatious smiles Borra's way. It was bizarre how he had not chosen a mate when so many women were willing to be with him. Since Maleficent wasn't accepting his invitation, why not pick another woman? Surely he had many to choose from.

Her thoughts were cut short when she noticed they stopped in front of a market stand where a human woman was selling clothing. Gerda gave him a perplexed look as he spoke to the woman inquiring about the products she sold.

"I need a cloak and some shoes for her." Borra asked in a demanding tone.

"Hmm...perhaps this one will do, it goes beautifully with her skin and hair." The elderly woman said as she handed him an emerald hooded cloak and some light brown leather booties.

Borra thanked her and handed the woman some coins before shoving the clothing items into Gerda's arms. She stared at him with puzzled eyes wondering why he had bothered to buy them for her. He could've made her suffer in the cold out of spite but yet he chose not to.

"Don't think anything of this. I know how fragile you humans are and would rather not deal with you passing out from the cold on me." Borra hissed, noticing Gerda eyeing him in confusion.

"T-Thank you." She muttered, feeling her cheeks blush over stuttering her words.

He simply nodded his horned head before turning and heading towards wherever his next destination was. She quickly slid her booties on and threw the cloak over her shoulders before rushing to catch up with him. Her body was instantly relieved from the cold as warmth steadily took its place. Now she truly felt comfortable and was suited enough to explore.

After passing through the vibrant, energetic streets they finally stopped at what looked to be a store. It was quite simple in design and when they walked inside it appeared to be selling jewelry. She absent mindedly walked around noticing how unique each piece of jewelry was as they sparkled in the light. The jewels must've been found within the Moors because the beauty they each held was not something humans had ever encountered.

"I have been expecting you, I assume you're here for the package?" A male voice asked Borra instantly luring in Gerda's attention.

"Yes, I am. Do you have it?" Borra asked, eyeing the man with a stern expression.

"I do. Let me go fetch it." The horned middle aged creature said as his wings dragged behind him.

Gerda walked up to a necklace with a green shiny stone on it that was several feet away from Borra. She pretended to admire it as she patiently waited for the creature to return with whatever Borra came for. Her mind pondered over what he could possibly be asking for. She was rather surprised that he trusted her enough to drag her along.

"Here it is...but surely you are aware that my services are not for free." The creature said with a sneaky grin on his face.

"You dare attempt to bribe me? Do you know who you're speaking to?" Borra said in a low malicious tone.

Gerda stared between the two, feeling nervous for the horned creature. She knew that tone far too well and could only imagine the glare Borra must be giving him. Her feet instinctively stepped back causing the creature's eyes to flicker over to her.

"Well aren't you quite the sight, come closer and let me take a good look at you." The creature said with a disturbing twinkle in his eyes.

Gerda instantly glanced at Borra with a face of unease but was only met by him nodding her over. She nervously swallowed a knot in her throat and hesitantly walked over till she was standing right next to Borra. It was ironic how she felt safe within his presence at the moment.

"You must be his pet that everyone has been speaking of and the rumors are quite true about your mortal beauty." The creature said as his eyes studied Gerda's face with that disturbing twinkle before sniffing the air.

"Hm...how strange. Her scent is much more pleasing compared to the other humans...almost like an invitation to the body and nose. It's rare for a human to possess." He said with a low, slithering voice that made Gerda glare at him.

He then turned to Borra with a grin that only made her stomach turn in disgust. Borra appeared to be bothered by the way this filthy creature was eyeing her as he too glared back with yellow eyes.

"How about I cut you a deal...how much would you like for the human? I heard their women are quite the delicacy in our brothels." The disgusting creature asked, causing Gerda to ball up her fists.

"How much are you willing to pay for her?" Borra asked, instantly making Gerda's eyes widened as she desperately stared at him with a hint of betrayal.

Her heart sped up with panic soon overtaking her as the man now eyed Gerda, licking his lips. She couldn't fathom what she was hearing from Borra. How dare he use her in such a way to get what he wanted. It was all too sickening for her to believe and below Borra to even consider such a thing.

"I'll pay enough to buy the most rare jewels every kingdom has to offer, even more if she's still 'intact'. Judging by the size of her, I'd bet she's got a tight, wet fit between her thighs." The creature greedily said with his hand pulling out six large velvet bags filled with coins.

"Keep your coins...she's not up for sale." Borra coldly stated as he cautiously pushed Gerda behind him, almost shielding her within his wing.

"If you perhaps lend her to me for a couple hours I'll give you the package for free plus the money. I wonder if she tastes as sweet as she smells." The creature said, grinning and winking at Gerda.

"And my answer remains no, she is not up for any type of bargaining. Hand me the package or I will rip out your eyes and take it." Borra growled with glowing narrowed yellow eyes.

"All right, all right...take it." The creature said as he cowardly backed away with his hands up in a surrendering gesture.

Borra glared at him for several seconds before snatching the package from the counter and turning to walk away. Gerda quickly followed behind desperately wanting to leave the store. Before Borra walked out the strange creature once again spoke up.

"I can't help but notice how protective you are of your human girl. Hope she's worth it, their kind are known to be untrustworthy however very pleasurable in bed." He said with a sinister smirk that made Gerda uncomfortably squirm inside.

"Her life means absolutely nothing to me so I advise you to keep such ill comments to yourself. This human serves no purpose other than being a slave." Borra harshly said with frosty eyes and a clenched jaw.

He then abruptly turned to exit the store, almost leaving Gerda behind. She practically chased him down as he angrily stormed through the crowd. She sensed that he was upset over what the creature had told him.

She wondered what the creature had meant by such a comment, it baffled her. The idea of Bora being protective of her was utter insanity. He nearly murdered her on several occasions. It's implausible for him of all people and creatures to hold anything other than raw, hatred towards her.

She was also furious with Borra for putting her in such a tramatizing situation when the creature was interested in purchasing her. It was evident he wanted to hurt her every way he can. However, the thought of him selling her to be ravished was sickening of him. He was not going to get away with what he did.

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rayne-carnation · 1 month

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A lone girl sits at a piano, calmly rehearsing a piece. She doesn’t seem the most passionate, but she definitely knew what she was playing. Her hands glided across the keys, and she only opened her eyes when she finished the piece.

“Oh, uh… I wasn’t expecting an audience today! Sorry!”

The girl timidly smiles and waves, but doesn’t introduce herself.

EVENT ANNOUNCEMENT!

Speak with childhood Rayne! See the girl who once was!

Event duration: 1 week, March 25 - April 1

Event cause: bored.

#honkai star rail oc #honkai star rail original character #hsr oc #hsr ocs #hsr #hsr rp #hsr roleplay #honkai star rail rp #honkai star rail roleplay #honkai star rail

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nevermore-ocs · 5 months

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🍓 Rayne

THE SOLEMN, FOREBODING, CALCULATING, MILITIA LEADER ARMED WITH A DEADLY VARIATION OF ELECTROKINESIS, RAYNE!!

-Rayne was actually a drummer in her old life, her band wasn't like nationally popular or anything of the sort but was well known in her district of the Undercity in Daxton, she's retired in playing the drums but can still sing very well!

-Rayne's one of my few characters that I draw consistently smoking, I know this really isn't pertaining to her character or anything but it's a little factoid whenever I do actually draw her

-She's actually of German descent and speaks German fluently as her second language, (she taught herself!)

#daxton city #daxton #rayne #rayne wolff #oc questions #oc question game

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belsasim · 3 months

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Sarah took a step back. "Kit, that's no way to talk to your..."

Kit (shaking his head, waving his arms): "No, I'm not having this. This isn't right! He can not abandon you for ages and then simply walk through that door like nothing is wrong. Who leaves his partner to take care of 4 children all on her own?" Rayne: "..." Sarah (softly): "You don't understand..." Kit (pointing at Rayne, his eyes slightly squeezed): "You CHEATED on our mom! She's the best mom in the world, the best person in the world and you did that to her! And then we had to see you in the tabloids, partying, hooking up with all those b*tches." Sarah (firmly): "Kit, language!" Rayne (exchanging a look with Sarah, slightly shaking his head): "Let him speak his mind. Can you check..." Sarah (nodding, with a sigh): "I'll be right back, please don't fight..." Rayne (giving Sarah a tired smile, then giving Kit his full attention again): "Go on, son." Kit (slightly caught off guard, but quickly regaining his vigour): "While you were having all that fun, Mom had to work day and night! The little ones were having nightmares. Zinnia was crying, but we had to pretend to be happy and cheery for them, distract them. Come up with silly stories about why you were gone for so long. You weren't there, dad. You missed the little ones' birthday. We had to help Mom help them get ready for school and with their writing exercises and all that stuff. You missed our birthday. But we were forced to be teens before our birthday. Because you LEFT us, you bastard. You didn't care about us. You..." (out of breath from yelling and wordvomiting, tears stinging in his eyes) "Why?" (unable to hold back his tears now) "Why would you leave us like that. What the *bleep*. Why weren't we good enough for a bastard like you?"

Rayne had been standing in silence, watching his firstborn son rage and eventually break down. Behind him, Zinnia had tears running down her cheeks, unable to utter a word. And behind her, his two youngest sons stood there, watching, confused, torn between being happy because their father had come home and being sad because their older siblings were hurting so much.

Rayne felt his heart pounding in his chest, his hands trembling. Suddenly he became overwhelmed. With doubt. Seeing his children in this state made him wonder: had the cost been too high? Had he lost what he had so desperately been trying to protect?

Then Rayne moved forward and before Kit realised what was happening, he felt his father's arms around him, pulling him close. Kit's body tensed up, he tried to push Rayne away, but Rayne (lvl 10 fitness and wellness) didn't release the hug. After a few moments of struggle, Kit suddenly felt the warm tears of his father on the side of his head, running down his neck. He felt his father's body trembling as he wasn't actually trying to force him into a hug, but was desperately trying to hold on to him. "I'm sorry, son. I'm sorry for everything."

Kit now also grabbed his father, accepting this long overdue hug. After a long time, they let go of each other. Kit was still frowning, he was still angry. Rayne smiled, he understood and wouldn't push his son any further. Kit moved a little to the side, allowing his father to reach Zinnia, who threw herself into Rayne's arms. "You're back, you're finally back."

Then Rayne took his youngest sons into a loving embrace, whispering how he couldn't believe how big they had gotten and how sorry he was for not being there for them.

Sarah reappeared. "It's on the news!"

#simblr #the sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 legacy challenge #forgotten realms legacy #frl gen3 #oasis springs #yuma heights #rayne dreamer #kit dreamer #zinnia dreamer #halo dreamer #aspen dreamer #sarah marmalee #reunions #long overdue hugs

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tallbluelady · 15 days

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I changed by theme and background and now it looks like Rowan is gesturing to the posts and I love it.

#rayn speaks of herself #mostly i got annoyed with the sidebar sticking around when i clicked an image #so i found a new theme #and decided to go into a darkmode style theme cuz the old one was white #and figured this was a good bg

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andersonlore · 6 months

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CEO!Abby always makes me think of Milf!Abby???? I am melting????

Buuuut, and hear me out…

Older!Milf!Reader × Younger!Abby 👀👀 (nothing's changed about Abby's age except reader is the one that's older for once)

†⠀❝ HEART TO HEART ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !

"YOUNGER!ABBY HEADCANNONS"

♱

★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, milf!reader, abby is early twenties, wlw content, poc!friendly, mommy!kink, nsfw content, fem!reader, sub!abby, dom!reader, age gap but vague, young!abby, older!reader, nipple play, reader is a mom.

RAYNE RAMBLES ★ omg babe ur onto something. this concept is making me weak. god, like seriously fucking weak. i'd do anything for her.

younger!abby who has an admiration for older women, especially when she meets you. she meets you in a floral shop of all the gayest places.

younger!abby who is absolutely smitten when she lays her blue-grey eyes on you and your adorable daughter for the first time.

younger!abby who is unbelieveably timid and wishes to speak with you but doesn't know if she's really brave enough to approach someone as beautiful as you.

younger!abby whose heart drops into her stomach when your sweet daughter comes up to her.

younger!abby who blushes so deeply when your daughter introduces herself as she cames up to you. the dahlia sitting delicate in her small, soft fingers.

She offers up the exquisite flower up to Abby and she wonders how long it'll take before you find your curious daughter roaming around the shop. For now, she takes the moment with the bright eyed toddler who couldn't be more than five.

"My mommy always says pretty girls deserve flowers, and you're the prettiest."

younger!abby who smiles as she thanks her and she wonders how so much courage is packed inside such a tiny body.

Abby kneels down so she's eye level with the sweet kid and tells her gently, "I just can't accept it. Your mommy is right - pretty girls do deserve flowers. But today? It should go to the prettiest and the sweetest girl. No question at all who that is."

younger!abby who laughs as your daughter agrees holding the flower tightly to her chest

younger!abby who is distracted with your daughter as she takes abby around the shop, explaining each and every flower as they pass it.

younger!abby who fumbles over her words as you come up to her, your daughter who all but leaps into the security of your arms.

younger!abby who squirms under your eyes as your eyes meet hers.

younger!abby who can't help but let her eyes fall to your breasts before back to your eyes.

younger!abby who knows she's been caught when she catches a smirk falling on plump lips.

younger!abby who knows she wants nothing more than to feel those lips on every inch of her body.

younger!abby who just about dies when you ask her for you number.

younger!abby who can't help be charmed by someone who appears older than her.

younger!abby who feels like she's going to shit her pants on her first date with you.

younger!abby who can't help the shocked expression on her face when she sees you, lost for words at how struck she is.

younger!abby who revels in the acceptance you give her when she offers up a bouquet of flowers to you, from the shop the two of you met.

younger!abby who blushes when you take her hand in yours, leading her through your home.

younger!abby who turns the brightest shade of red you've ever seen when your fingers trace pretty lines into her bicep.

younger!abby who can't stop looking at your tits like some lust crazed teenager.

younger!abby who is getting closer to closer you the more wine she drinks.

younger!abby who loses it when you place both of your hands on her meaty thighs.

younger!abby who is whimpering when you push your arms closer together and she thinks they might just spill over, just for her eyes to see.

"For as strong as you look, you sure are whining like a bitch in heat." Your lips kissing just beneath her ear, before playfully biting her neck.

younger!abby who is relieved just because she's stands at six feet, with definied muscles, she's not expected to be the dominate one.

younger!abby who looks up at you as you straddle her, top discarded and those perfect tits on display for her.

younger!abby who is practically drooling over the sight in front of her.

younger!abby who doesn't waste anymore time and she takes your nipple in her mouth as she plays with the other.

younger!abby who grinds her hips up into yours when you tug on her braid.

"You like that, baby? You want mommy to pull on your pretty little braid?" In return, you move your hips against hers and Abby swears she's gone to heaven through you. "Tell me how good it feels. Does that pretty little cunt of yours like sucking on mommy's tits?"

younger!abby is so caught up in you, she missed your hand unbuttoning her slacks.

younger!abby who moans as your fingers smooth over her slit, feeling how wet she is for you.

younger!abby who pathetically whimpers when thumb finds her clit.

younger!abby who can't find the words to reply, not when you're making her feel this good.

younger!abby who is putty in your hands as you bends her in just the way you crave.

younger!abby who can't help but feel lucky she was in that floral shop on a sunday afternoon.

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vendettavalor · 4 months

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CHARACTER ARCHETYPES

TAKE THE LINKED QUIZ AS YOUR CHARACTER.

RAYN WILDER

42% Advocate

The Advocate is the one everyone wants on their side. In the name of justice, they are not afraid to challenge authority or speak up for others.

33% Visionary

Leave it to others to live by the status quo. The Visionary is interested in new ways of seeing, solutions not yet imagined, products not yet built.

25% Caregiver

Friendly, sincere, and compassionate, the Caregiver finds their reward in helping others. No one could ask for a better best friend.

// Hits the nail on the head in every aspect. Rayn literally founded her practice because the police force as a whole, and especially her precinct, was corrupt and cherry-picked what they saw as being worth pursuing. They were focused more on brotherhood than serving justice and the community. She's also a vigilante because she sees that too many guilty people slip out of serious punishments, so she's decided to take justice into her own hands. As a detective, she's thoughtful, contemplative, and a visionary- piecing together bits of evidence and information to create a reasonable deduction. And at the heart of what she does is someone who cares. Someone who has been broken by her own experiences and was never given an opportunity to heal or receive closure- and who has decided she doesn't want anyone to know that kind of pain. She offers kindness, understanding, empathy, and compassion. She has entire rooms in her agency to house people who have nowhere else to go or who don't feel safe while they're investigating something. She believes in community and volunteering, and even though she's a loner who prefers the quiet company of being by herself, she is incredibly kind and thoughtful, and she will always be there when people need her most.

TAGGED BY: @valorums (bless u!!!)

TAGGING: @tacticalvalor (Artyom) @fledermuse (Jane) @rathalascendant @wolfpackmuses (Steele) and anyone else who feels up for it!

#dash game : i’ve been caught up in a riptide #mutual : all of my best friends #valorums #tagged : maybe it's me #about : you’re just a lost cause #( ocm : rayn wilder the wolf of the city )

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Hello there!

60-year special make me come back. I also decided to post and show you what I am working on.

For those who don't know me, I was the one always obssesing about Missy version of the Master. This story starts right after the Grace funeral. It will be a centrally longer story planing on 12 chapters.

Tw : Doctor has a panick attack.

I am again obssed with Missy and her love for the Doctor...

Take this like just little sneak peak....

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Of lost years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds.

She had seen too many funerals. She stayed hidden in the corner. She wasn't in fact thinking of Grace and Graham when she should. Her mind was racing.

She lost so many people. Oh so many.

Rose, Donna , Wilfred, Amy, Rory ….River, Master …Missy.

Every thought on every name hurts. She never grieves over people she lost, she usually just tries to move away and keep a smile on face. Any face she was wearing.

She felt tears on face and couldn't anymore listen to people speaking of Grace no. She looked outside and her lips left gasp for air. People didn't look at her, everyone lost in their own grief.

Was it what she thought it was? Or was it just a shadow?

Definitely just a shadow she couldn't see right?

She hid her face in her hands for a moment. She had to be dreaming there is no possibility she would see her, right?

“Doctor?” The voice brings her back minutes later from her own mind. She could feel a gentle touch on her arm. She looked up and saw the hazelnut eyes of Yaz.

“Are you alright?”

“Me? Definitely. I am alright “ She shakes head and stands up. “I should go. Before any of you get hurt. All I do is hurt people “ She said wiping her own tears from face.

Yasmine watched her and pulled her in a hug for a short moment. “You aren't hurting people. I am sure you do more than that.”

Doctor for a moment allowed herself to be held. She felt for a single moment. “I should leave Yaz” She whispered more to herself than Yaz. She bit her lips and let the girl go. She shakes head and leaves the room. She needed air. It suffocated her. She walked out quickly without looking back.

She felt how her chest started to hurt. If she would be a human she would be sure it's her heart. But right now she knows. That feeling which was so close to overcoming its huge anxiety and guilt. All feelings she tries to stop herself from feeling.

She rushed inside her Tardis and leaned about the door from inside. There she allowed herself to feel it. Her lips left a long scream of pain and all these gathered feelings and she hit the door with both fists.

She felt tears in her eyes which were about to spill and the Tardis made a long beeping sound trying to calm her Doctor.

Then a soft knock on the door came. “Doctor, are you here? Can you come out please. “

She sighed when she heard Yasmine with others. She didn't want to go anywhere. She mumbled words in old Gallifreyan language. She took a long , shaky breath and opened the door after she stood up.

“Doctor…we come say goodbye “ Graham spoke and pulled Doctor to hug. He spoke quietly. “It's not your fault I know it's not “ He said quietly and when he let her eyes meet.

“Yaz said you are wanting to just disappear on us. “ Rayn spoke as he crossed his arms a little.

Doctor shaked head and she wanted to say more but when all four of them shared a hug she couldn't tell the difference. “Do you really wanna go with me to see the universe and see stars?” She asked the question and when they spoke back she had to smile. They wanted to go with her.

She chuckled little “that will give you a bit of shock come in “ She spoke and opened Tardis door. The tardis make another noise. Noise which doesn't seem to be such a distress like a moment back. More like humming.

“Welcome to the Tardis. And don't be shocked, it's indeed bigger on the inside!” She said and let all of 3 of them in. “Fam …you should wait “ She rushed to the control panel and pulled for some levers and characteristic noise came out of the Tardis rotor. She smiled hearing it.

“I will show you the way to your room when you are here with me. And I…” Doctor looks for the right words, her eyes still on the sensor on the control panel. There was someone in her own room. There were very few people who could be here and Tardis would let them inside.

“I need a long shower!” She said smiling “come on!” She said talking to them in many Tardis corridors. “Yaz you first!” She said and her voice echoed by the hall.

The girl opened the door and her eyes widened “I love that!” She said stepping in the room. Doctor smiled and Tardis still could modify it to people she decided to bring in.

“Graham there and yours here Rayan “ She said, showing on both doors. “I need my shower. My room is far to this hall at the end “ She explained and left both boys and Yasmine behind. She walked quickly. When she open the door of her room she gasped a little. There was no one. The room was empty. Having the huge bed in the middle of the bed was a huge library. She walked slowly to bed. Then she heard a voice from the corner where the door to the bathroom was located.

“You finally could afford the upgrade?”

She closed her eyes and she was sure she was dreaming imagining.

“You aren't here. “ She spoke back, her voice lower. The tears were about to spill out again.

“Oh I am indeed here my dear Doctor “ The voice continued and became more surprised as the Doctor sat on the ground and hid her face as if she wouldn't want to look at her. She basically wrapped herself in the fetal position not wanting to hear or rather didn't want to believe that she is in fact here and alive.

Doctor could feel hand on her shoulder and then feel the weight of the hug. No more words were spoken for a moment till she didn't look up, meeting the familiar eyes of Missy.

“It's a post regeneration mess or you really can't be without me…” The teasing voice trailed off when she realized the blonde in her arms is in fact crying. Missy didn't think just traced her fingertips on the Doctor's face. “Shhh I am alive. You won't get rid of me easily. Don't speak just ..” Missy decided immediately and leaned down a little more her lips touched Doctors and her fingers gently moved to her hair. She kind of expected the Doctor would hit her but the hit didn't come. Doctor decided immediately she slowly put her arms around Missy and now they had been holding each other in embrace and the kiss made it even better.

“So I am not dreaming, will you stay travel to the stars with me ,” She spoke against her archenemy lips.

“Yes. I will. But first get up Doctor, you know well after regeneration you need to rest. Or you will pass out and from what I understood you saved these little humans again. “ She spoke, helping her up slowly and then in bed.

Doctor kicked down shoes and pulled down her coat. “Be here when I wake up if you won't. I will track you in the end of universe and ….” She closed her eyes and opened them quickly. “And what killed me ?” Missy chuckled a little bit.

“Killing! Don't…I have 3 humans on Tardis. Be nice for once, would you for me?” The doctor asked before her eyes closed and Missy knew she had hours before the Doctor would be up to talk with her. She smiled for herself. This will be a ride. She knows it will be.

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#the doctor and the master #dotor who #thirteen x missy #missy!master #missy x the doctor #my fanfic #season 11 AU

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