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abbyromanoff · 4 months

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hey babes 😏😏😏

LIKE MOB BOSSES CAROL AND VALKYRIE?! I HAVENT SEEN THE MARVELS HUT IM SEEING IT TOMORROW AND IM SO EXCITED BUT YEH AND MAYBE LIKE SOME JEALOUSY AND LIKE 😏😏😏 PUNISHMENTS AND SHIT

DOUBLE TROUBLE

PAIRINGS: CarolValkryie x reader

WORD COUNT: 679

WARNINGS: smut, double penetration, degrading, punishment, slapping, edging, overstimulation, threesomes, that’s abt it :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Reminder that this will be my last ever smut post!! Going forward I will not be writing smut so I apologize for those who did not get their asks answered

“No, I- I can’t,” You mumbled weakly, too tired to fight off the women surrounding you. Valkyrie was behind, her tip teasing the entrance of your tightest hole while Carol continued to slide in and out of your cunt. Her strap would rub her clit perfectly to cause just the right amount of friction, and her moans blended in with yours.

“Yes, you can, and you will.” Valkyrie groaned, seemingly tired of the ‘attitude’ you had been throwing towards both of them. Valkyrie wasn’t able to visit you and your girlfriend often, only when it was serious, and Carol had decided it was one of those times. You were nearing your period, and your hormones were spiraling like usual. Although, it was also the Holiday’s, and you had been missing both women, so you were in a worse mood than they could’ve expected.

“Look at that, baby, you’re taking Captain's cock so well,” You sniffled quietly, and they had to stifle a chuckle at your weakened expression.

“Don’t praise this little slut. They’ve been so, so naughty, it’s only fair we give them what they’ve been asking for.” Although it wasn’t at all what you were asking for. You wanted to be with the two women, between the two in a similar position as to how you are now. But you wanted to hear their soft praises on the shell of your ear. You wanted to feel their lips slowly moving down your neck and body. You wanted their hands to lovingly slide across your breasts, unlike the way they were groping you currently. You wanted to cum on their tongues, their fingers, their cocks; whatever it was they could give you. But you wanted them more than anything, and if this is what they were giving you, you wouldn’t dare to complain.

“Fuck, I’m already halfway, baby. You think you can take the rest of me, hm? You think this tight fucking ass can take Daddy’s cock?” You sniffled but lacked a response, causing a slap to arrive across your cheek. You whimpered, but quickly nodded without a thought, your mind barely registering what she asked.

“This must feel so fucking good, huh, darlin’? Having two cocks just destroying your holes, giving you no room to protest. This messy cunt seems to be betraying you when you say you don’t want this, little one.” Carol muttered close to your lips, quickly leaning down to take your bottom lip in her mouth as she bit down slightly, causing you to hiss in further pain. You didn’t know how much longer you could take, but you hoped they’d give in soon.

“C’mon, I know you want to cum for us,” She spoke once again, and you heard Valkyrie let out a deep groan as your skin touched the base of her strap. You shuttered, feeling both women deeper than ever before inside of you, the only hole left to fill was your mouth.

“Shh, just open, pretty girl.” You didn’t entirely understand what they meant, so you opened the barrier of your lips and spread your legs even further, both mumbling dirty praises in response. You felt two fingers thrusting into your mouth soon after, opening your eyes to see an arm from behind wrapping around to visit the said area. Her knuckles pressed against the sides of your cheeks, and you gagged as she forced herself impossibly deeper.

“I think this little slut likes having their holes filled, ‘cause they’re making a fucking mess.” You led your eyes down, quickly shutting them in shame as you admired the wetness leaking from you. You had never been this turned on, what were they doing to you?

“P’ease, Captain; please, D-daddy, let me cum f’ you.” In an instant you felt the two stilling inside of you, and it seemed they had wordlessly matched their arrivals as their moans seemed to bounce off each vibranium wall. This only brought you closer, and the dirty scent of sex filling the room only brought you further arousal.

“Cum for us, you dirty slut,”

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romanoffsbish · 1 year

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Treacherous

Valkyrie x Fem!Reader

A Torn up Masterpiece

Warnings: Naive R/Fuckboy King V, Summer Fling, heartbroken R.

Smut: King (V), Princess (R), Thigh Riding (R), Oral/Fingering allusion (R).

18 + | Minors DNI

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Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don't touch.—And I'll do anything you say if you say it with your hands, and I'd be smart to walk away, but you're quicksand...

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One moment you’re entering the hall of the charity gala to rebuild Asgard, wearing a two piece suit that deliciously pushed your breasts over the edge, accentuated your ass, and left your midriff bare. Then the next you’re being pulled from the dance floor to come face to face with the woman you’ve been sleeping with.

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“Princess.,” you smiled softly., “What have I told you about dressing more modestly?,” you pouted instantly., “But, I just wanted to look good for you My King.,” you innocently said, but the glint in your eyes spoke of deviance.

Valkyrie swiveled your bodies around until she could press your body into the cold wall., “Oh, princess you look absolutely delectable.,” she whispered before leaning in to capture your lips., “So much so that now I am neglecting my duties so that I can ravish you as you deserve.”

"Fuck.," you breathily whispered as Valkyrie slipped her thigh in between your parted legs., "That's right princess, use your Kings thigh to get off.," she chuckled as you whined pitifully., "Don't whine now, or you'll remain empty."

Valkyrie's face was smug as your whimpering was now derived from the pleasure you were getting from her muscular leg pressed against your bare cunt., "There you go princess, let me hear how good you feel.," she hotly demanded.

Strong hands held you by your hips, and as your movements grew sloppier she took over., "Such a messy thing you are.,” she chuckled, and your body shivered when her hot breaths smoothed across your skin as her lips found purchase against the column of your throat. With your head thrown back like this it was easy to leave her mark behind, and your loud moans in response to her suckling were her sign that you loved her falsely claiming you.

“My King, I-I need.,” Valkyrie flexed her thigh., “Let go for me princess.,” and just like that your hips momentarily stilled before your body began to convulse from the immense pleasure., “You’re so beautiful when you come undone like this for me honey.,” her lips pressed into yours, she continued to guide you through the after effects of your orgasm while swallowing your every moan until you were breathless.

Once you’d looked to her with a relaxed, yet dopey smile she’d smirked right back., “I don’t know about you princess, but I’m famished.,” you went to agree, and offer to help collect her a plate of food from the gala, but she swiftly dropped to her knees, the words dying on your tongue when she looked up at you with a deep hunger in her eyes., “Such a pretty pussy.”

“Now this is a meal fit for a King.,” she teases while tossing your leg over her shoulder and you whimpered as she leaned in closer to your glistening cunt and blew cold air against your sensitive folds., “I’m going to devour you.”

Gluttony was truly synonymous with royalty, because the betrothed woman remained true to her words as she used her masterful tongue and dexterous fingers to fuck you to sleep…

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This path is reckless...

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The dance you found yourself entangled in with the King of New Asgard was dangerous, but the exhilaration was far too alluring to stop. Every red flag waving before you was ignored, your naive heart leading you astray, and as the Summer progressed the occurrences only became more frequent. To you it was a budding relationship, but to the King it was an already established fling, because affairs of the heart were not something she would engage in.

The woman was a valiant warrior to many, even to you at times, but in the bedroom she was uncharacteristically tender, and maybe that’s where your heart misinterpreted things. Her words were stern whenever she’d remind you of the nature of your affairs, but then as she held your body down, bringing you nothing but flashes of white hot bliss, she was so soft.

Her plump lips, her caresses, and her words always left your heart aching for a permanence. Something she herself recklessly whispered in the heat of the moment, it was unfair to make such promises, but she couldn’t help herself. Every single time—without fail, you’d believe her, it was easy to do when she’d gently clean you up, and cuddle you close after each session.

Then the illusion would fade as she clambered out of your bed, and slipped back into her garb.

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All we are is skin and bone; trained to get along—Forever going with the flow, but you're friction

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"Valkyrie...," the woman hummed as she turned to face you, her hand already on the doorknob., "Please, don't go. Stay the night."

The warrior smiled at you, the gesture worth a thousand, heartbreaking words, and your body crumpled into the mattress as she left without so much as an 'I can't.' You knew what this was when you started it, but deep down inside of you there was this childlike hope telling you that when she 'made love' to you in her tender ways that it always meant more than it did.

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This slope is treacherous... and I, I, I like it

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Valkyrie was an addiction you surely couldn't get enough of, because no matter how many times she left you heartbroken you'd always come crawling back to her for more. Anything she had to offer was greedily appreciated; those long bony fingers of hers that reached depths you'd never imagined anyone finding. Her mouth that did wonders on you every time it ventured to your lower lips, urging your body into a never ending state of blinding bliss, just to recapture your upper swollen pair in a steamy make out afterwards that left you dizzy.

Valkyrie set your heart, and body ablaze in ways you’d honestly never experienced before.

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Two headlights shine through the sleepless night, and I will get you, and get you alone

Your name has echoed through my mind

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The more you thought about her, the more the urge to seek her out became apparent. Up until now she'd always be the one to come to you, when she needed to blow off steam, or if she saw you at an event in something she deemed worthy of removing. It'd been an entire week since she last left you alone in your bed, but that time came with unwelcome whispers of permanence., "This is it for us princess."

Except, she'd sounded so unsure, as if cutting this off wasn't what she wanted at all, and that's what you were clinging to as you drove to her headquarters with reckless abandon.

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This daydream is dangerous;

This hope is treacherous.

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However, her lack of correspondence should've been enough to deter you from fighting for something destined to end. If it had been maybe you wouldn't be on the verge of tears as you watch the woman escorting another into her office. A veiny hand on her lower back as she whispers something to make her giggle, and you nearly vomit when she looks at you.

Deja vu, that's what this is, because only just a few months back, as the Summer heat had began to set in she'd done this with you.

There was a flash of something in her eyes, but it was gone before you could place it, maybe it was remorse, but then she smirked, and your heart shattered as the door to her office closed with a subsequent thud, and a wanton moan.

All the deceptive warmth you felt earlier faded as you walked back to your car, the wind was harsher than before, and leaves fell before you. Autumn was here, the painful chill seeping into your every bone a telltale sign, perfectly timed you think. It was tauntingly reminiscent of the one that was now encasing your naive heart.

As you drove away, occasionally wiping the tears from your cheeks you hoped that feelings would fade just as fast as the seasons change...

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This slope is treacherous

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superiorsturgeon · 2 months

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Forgiveness

Ren: *visiting with Arkos couple after a fight with Nora*

Ren: *sighs* Thank you again for letting me come by on such short notice, Jaune…I just…needed some space from Nora right now…

Jaune: *doing dishes after dinner while Pyrrha plays with Arkos kiddos in the living room* Hey, it’s no problem! The twins love when their favorite uncle visits! *pauses awkwardly* We can set up the pull-out bed after I finish, if you need to stay the night…?

Ren: Thank you again…*hands Jaune a cleaned plate*

Jaune: *stacks plate in drying rack and starts on a glass*

Jaune: …you know, Ren, if you wanna talk-

Ren: *interrupting suddenly* How did you forgive Pyrrha?

Jaune: *nearly drops glass* W-what…?!

Ren: I-I’m sorry, I’m not very good at…expressing my emotions or talking about others…

Ren: But after what happened with Nora, I need to know!

Ren: Back when Beacon fell, Pyrrha sent you away before she went up in the tower…you said that was your first kiss, but then she used it to trap you in a locker. It was a betrayal of your trust when Pyrrha chose to send you away and go to a fight she couldn’t hope to win.

Ren: I could see that she hurt you, Jaune. Even when she came back, I saw the pain she caused you, but now…

Ren/Jaune: *look over at Pyrrha playing with squealing Arkos children, balancing one on each shoulder while squatting up and down*

Ren: …and now, I’ve never seen two people more happy or in love.

Ren: So please, I need to know…

Ren: How did you do it? How did you work past something like that and stay together?

Jaune: *puts down the glass and pauses, watching Pyrrha do push-ups with her son clinging to her back while her daughter crawls underneath*

Jaune: …I gotta tell you, Ren, it was really rough for us, when Pyrrha came back. At first, I was like, SUPER happy to see her again, you know? It was like everything could go back to the way it was before Beacon fell!

Jaune: But after that feeling wore off, I remembered all that stuff you were just talking about, like how Pyr kissed me, and then shoved me in a locker and ran off without me to get killed instead of coming with us, and it started to bug me.

Jaune: …like, I REALLY started to resent her.

Ren: We all noticed. You stopped talking around her and stopped looking her in the eye. I think Pyrrha almost cried every time she saw you because you seemed so distant.

Jaune: Yeah…I was kinda bitter…Looking back, I know what she did was a dumb teenage decision made under a lot of unfair pressure, but at the time I was still mad, and I guess I kinda wanted to see her hurt because she hurt me…

Jaune: …in hindsight, it was pretty shitty of me to be all passive-aggressive and cold just to hurt her back, and I was being a dumb teenager too…

Ren: Did that realization make the difference?

Jaune: Nope.

Jaune: Believe it or not, I called my mom.

Jaune: I told her everything that was going on, and my problems with Pyrrha, and she gave me some advice her grandpa told her about relationships:

Jaune: *does a southern accent* “When the goin’ gets tough, ya only have two options: Ya either stop lovin’ ‘em, or ya love ‘em a whole lot more!” 🤠

Ren: …so…

Ren: …that’s the secret?

Jaune: *resumes putting cleaned plates away in cabinet* …weeeeelllll…there was a lot more to it than that! Pyrrha and I had to have a big talk about our relationship, and there were a lot of tears and apologies, but great-grandpappy’s advice kinda made me sit down and decide whether I wanted to be with Pyrrha or not, and once I decided that I wanted to be with her I could figure out what I had to do…

Jaune: *feels an impact as his son glomps onto his leg like a koala*

Jaune: *grins down at Arkos kid* And I think I picked the better choice! *scoops up his son as Pyrrha gathers up Arkos daughter for bedtime*

Ren: …your great-grandpappy sounds like a wise man, Jaune…

Ren: If you don’t mind, I think I need to make a call.

Ren later called Nora and they made up on Jaune and Pyrrha’s pull-out couch.

Nora: *snuggled against Ren’s chest* I’m glad you called, Ren, but what made you decide to give me another chance?

Ren: Someone gave me some advice that helped me decide what I wanted:

Ren: *in a terribly-executed southern accent* “When tha goin’ gets tuff, ya only got two opshuns: stop luvin ‘um, or ya luv um a whole lot more!”

Nora: …

Nora: Ren, that was sweet and touching and everything, but that accent was, like, the WORST accent I’ve ever heard! 🤣

Ren: Nora, please, it wasn’t THAT bad…

Nora: I love you, Rennie, but that was so bad it was offensive! 😂

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie #arkos #renora #jaune x pyrrha #jaune arc x pyrrha nikos #ren x nora #lie ren x nora valkyrie #the quote is from colonel potter in M*A*S*H #it’s not nice to make fun of other people’s accents #angst-ish #I don’t do serious writing that well

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shadowdaddies · 6 months

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Hello! I want to tell you that I just discovered your blog and I love the stories you write. Can I please request something?

Helion and the reader are on the battlefield, and the reader takes a hit meant for Helion, and then the bond snaps for him, the reader survives and declares her love for Helion, telling him that she has long known that he is her mate, but wasn't sure that he might have feelings for her. Thank you!

thank you! I really enjoyed writing this, thanks for the request love💜

My Only Sunshine

Helion x Valkyrie!Reader

Warnings: canon-typical violence, blood/injury, death, not proofread

Flying over the battlefield on your pegasus, you had taken to the skies along with the rest of the Valkyries to battle Koschei’s baitals. He’d sent the vampiric creatures as reinforcements among his air forces, the bony monsters searching the grounds below for dying bodies to possess on the battlegrounds.

An ear-piercing shriek echoed through the air as you cut down a baital, watching as its lifeless body fell to the ground. What you saw below caused you to do a double-take - Helion was battling off four soldiers as he clutched a wound on his side, another baital circling above him, waiting for him to be struck dead. The scene shot horror through you, and without thinking you steered your pegasus toward the ground.

You leapt off the steed to allow it time to swoop back up to the skies, and you rolled gracefully to land on the ground. Your eyes scanned the line of soldiers ahead of you as you drew up your sword in defense. Charging through the battlefield, your focus was only on getting to Helion by whatever means necessary.

You could not afford the time to think of what might happen to your mate - the beautiful and kind male fighting bravely ahead of you - if he did not make it out of this battle before you confessed your feelings for him. You had known that Helion was your mate since the first time you met him, when the Valkyries began training with his pegasus.

You fell for him quickly, his playful and joyous nature bringing a light to your life you didn’t realize you had needed - and you watched as the sun to your moon began to fade.

With a scream of fury, you unleashed yourself upon the soldiers, leaping into the air with a supernatural strength to cut down the baital that was circling overhead. You landed in front of Helion, his shocked eyes focused on you as you checked his wound. You panted out, “we have to get you to a healer, Li,” just in time for him to look behind you, pure fear flashing across his features.

You turned, seeing only a blur of a creature aiming an ash arrow at Helion before you dove in front of him, a searing pain permeating through your body as though it coursed through every vein. A single tear fell from your cheek as Helion caught you, his eyes lining with tears while he held your head in his broad hand and whispered, “why?”

The last words you were able to breathe out as you held your hand to Helion’s cheek were, “my mate,” before the world faded to black.

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Your pegasus had never kicked you in the head, but you imagined that how you currently felt would be quite a similar feeling. Overcome with thirst and an aching body all over, you groaned at the pain that accompanied merely attempting to open your eyes.

You could feel the soft mattress beneath you, silk sheets cool against your stiff muscles as you further awoke from what must have been a deep sleep. Shock overtook your system as you recalled your latest memories of the battlefield and Helion being in danger, and you jolted upright with panic.

Your body did not respond well to the sudden movement, and you yelled out in pain as a blinding pain in your ribs took your breath away. The sound of someone fumbling awake accompanied your gasps for air, and suddenly familiar warm hands were on your back and chest, easing you to lay back down on the mattress.

You looked up to see Helion in a state of disarray you could never have imagined for him, and your heart ached seeing him in pain. You tried to croak out words, choking on the dryness of your throat. Helion quickly grabbed you water, gently propping you up against the pillows as he helped you drink until you were satisfied.

Before you could attempt to get out the words you wanted to, however, Helion took your hand in his and squeezed, taking a deep breath as he seemed to struggle for words since the first time you had met him. Without words from him, you felt his emotions as though they were your own, and you realized - you were feeling him through the bond.

He must have sensed your emotions as well, his eyes showing a glimmer of hope that had been missing since you’d awoken. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed it. “My mate,” Helion whispered as he stared at you in adoration. “I’ve always been awed by you, but I wouldn’t have dreamed to have been blessed to have a female like you as my mate until the bond snapped for me, when you-“

His voice broke off then, the unspoken weight of your sacrifice hanging in the air. You tilted Helion’s face to look at you as you admired his beauty. “Li, I would give my life for yours a thousand times over. I was lucky to be blessed with you as my mate, but you are so much more than that to me. You are a great male, a great leader, and you make the world a better place. I love you, not because you are my mate, but because you are you, Li.”

A tear made its way down Helion’s cheek at your words, and he laughed as he leaned down to kiss you gently, mindful of your injuries. Bending down to nip at your ear, Helion practically growled as he whispered, “heal quickly, my love, because I have a list of ways I will replace your pain with pleasure... for the rest of our lives.” You giggled at that, happy that your mate was feeling his flirtatious self again, and that you would spend the rest of your days with the one person who brought you the most joy.

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luvvsoft · 6 months

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ᰔᩚ poseidon x god! reader, fluff to angst, one-sided pining, rejection, a little ooc! poseidon, implied poseidon x amphitrite, set before ragnarok

wc: 1150 words

"Cursed are those who feel oceans but can express just a drop."

the night sky was always a place you could look up to for comfort. it held the constellations and scattered stars that were a sight to behold. as the god of stars, you felt a much stronger pull toward them. you could always look up from mount olympus and expect to see the creations you so loved.

maybe it was the combination of the stars and oceans that led you to form a bond with the highly feared poseidon. you'd take vast amounts of time to go to the oceans and linger, as if waiting for someone. maybe that's what others would think if they saw you, though you knew better.

you met poseidon while stargazing. he'd come out of his domain for once and didn't bother to acknowledge you, as if you were a mere mortal who didn't deserve his attention.

"..."

it was an awkward situation, one where he just stood and paid you no mind.

"you know, you can have a seat and watch the stars alongside me," you said.

"hm.." was all you heard before there was some shuffling near you and he sat, still equipped with his trident.

"i find that there's a beauty in the stars: the way they can form just about anything and shine so brightly despite everything."

poseidon sat there and let you ramble, even when you swore you were bothering him. he didn't stop you or give you one of his pointed glares to shut you up.

he soon found out you were in fact not a mortal, but instead a god-- a minor god at that. he stopped wondering why he never saw you when he learned of how barely anyone remembered you.

you'd both come to form a friendship, if you could even call it that. it mostly consisted of you talking, while he listened and only said something when necessary. you enjoyed having someone to talk to, even if it was only in the night with only the stars as your witnesses.

poseidon treated you like no other; he'd been willing to abandon his duties if you asked, slay another if you so pleased, anything. it didn't take much for the both of you to become close, bonded like swans.

"hey, don't you ever get tired of just staring at the stars with me?" you asked.

"only a fool would get tired of you," he quickly replied.

you don't know what it was about that sentence that lit a fire in you, but it was burning as bright as the flames created by hephaestus himself. maybe it was how he indirectly admitted to not tiring of you, or maybe it was how he said only a fool would do the former. it didn't matter to you; it was just a moment of realization, realization that you fancied him and only wished for the feelings to be returned.

your meetings had a slight shift that only you felt. you looked forward to seeing him every night even more. there was a feeling bubbling up inside you that always wanted to burst and confess, but you held out. though you were aware of the way you felt for poseidon, you knew you couldn't act on it unless you were sure he felt the same way. you couldn't risk ruining what the both of you had, no matter what your heart told you.

you sought out aphrodite one night, who only served to convince you that the god you yearned for wanted you in the same manner you did him. with the newfound confidence, you got ready to meet with poseidon, who you were determined to make yours.

unbeknownst to you, poseidon did not feel the way you did. he would be lying if he said he didn't find comfort in your friendship, but that was all he thought of it as: a friendship. he thought of himself as too highly for you, too heavenly. he'd never be able to feel the way you did for him, for he'd already found someone to pour his love into.

when you met up for the night, he could instantly tell you were glowing, like one of the various stars you'd pointed out and told him about. you were also more dressed up than usual, as if this was a special occasion.

"hi, i've been waiting for you," you said, feeling like a shy schoolgirl who couldn't ask out their crush. perhaps that's what you were at the moment: nothing more than a person yearning for their loved one to love them back. you hadn't felt like a mortal in so long, it almost felt foreign.

"i see you clearly have somewhere to be," poseidon muttered.

though it was barely audible, you still caught onto it, clinging onto any words he uttered to you.

"no no, i have nowhere to be but by you tonight," you responded, albeit a little too defensively for your liking.

you both then sat and just admired the stars, with the occasional talk coming from you. tonight, you were paying more attention to poseidon: the way he talked and stared, the way his lips occasionally twitched.

"what would you do if you found out you have feelings for someone dear to you?" you randomly asked.

"where's this coming from?" poseidon asked back.

"i find myself in a situation like that and hope for your input," you said.

"in that case, i'd act on them," poseidon replied.

"then, i'd like to act on them. i need something more than friendship between us. i need to be able to comb through your golden locks when night falls, to hold you tightly and not dream of letting go, even when atlas gives out. even when those who reside in tartarus find a way to break free. my heart is written in the stars, searching for yours in a cluster of lonely stars. i'd orbit the sun, the planets, the galaxy to find your love, if you'd give me the privilege of doing so." you intensely said, not caring if it was overwhelming to you. you needed to get your feelings out before you regretted them. though if you knew the truth, you'd come to regret meeting poseidon altogether.

"i do not feel the same way," poseidon calmly said before standing up and leaving. leaving you alone with your heart that was slowly shattering. leaving you with the stars whom you once sought comfort from. leaving you with nothing but the tears slowly forming in your eyes. leaving you with nothing but the stars who cradled your form, as if they could soften the hurt.

Cursed are you who fell hard but wasn't caught.

#ror x reader #ror x you #ror poseidon #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #poseidon x reader #snv x reader #record of ragnarok x reader #snv poseidon #snv poseidon x reader #god x reader #greek gods #greek gods x reader #x reader angst #x reader #ror angst #snv angst

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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RoR Incorrect quotes#124 Feral Mama

In the human living quarters

Cut to the front door kicked open by a furious you as you stomps around the livingroom, mumbling angrily

DP Y/n*mumbling angrily* Ooh! Such a fucking asshole! That little motherfucker. I just wanna take my finger up and shove it up his fuckin' little thing!

Upon coming up to the table, You slam your coffee cup on it disturbing Nikola, You then pass Nikola and hits a button titled "Nut button!!" that summons a cardboard cutout of a Man saying, "Hi! I'm a God!" then throws a knife and lunges at said cutout, Adam looks at you, disturbed

Adam:... Y/n, apple pie, Is everything okay?

You hiss back at Him in response, disturbing him even more, but You manage to calm down

DP Y/n: Y-Yeah Dad-I just...bumped into an ex...*Looks abit sad at the ground*

Adam: Oh! Oh...-Wait you dated someone?

DP Y/n*retracts knife* He just kept going on about how successful now, "a bright future"-and dammit I looked down and his cock still was big HELL it looked bigger now!?

Adam:...Wait, what?

DP Y/n*raises voice* Every time I see his stupid face, I can't help it! I just need to—

You punch the wall beside you in frustration, making a hole as you pull your arm out of the wall

Adam*concerned* You've never told me this before...

DP Y/n: I-I don't really like to talk about this part of my life. But...*Dramaticly sighs* I first saw Poseidon...In one of my wacky travels thru pantheons

Flashback to Your time in Olympus, You get a handshake and a kiss from Hera, welcoming you into the realm. You look around the room and stop upon seeing Poseidon applauding at You along with the other gods, You blush at the attention Poseidon is giving you

DP Y/n*voiceover*in the welcoming party, Our eyes met from across the room. And there was just something about him. Something that was magnetic!

You are found hiding behind a carriage in the middle of a turf war, You throw away the Gun and pull out a grenade, but it slips out of your hands before you can pull the pin, You run after it and catches it the same moment that Poseidon grabs it, touching his hand. Both share a smile before You pick up the grenade, pulls the pin, and throw it away, Poseidon and You stare fondly at each other as the grenade explodes in the distance, the smoke forming the shape of a heart

The Pov switches over to Poseidon greeting You at the door, You are holding signs that he lets fall from his hands. The signs say "TELL YOUR BROTHER IT'S A SALESMAN" "I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU" and "SY, WILL YOU BONE WITH ME?" Poseidon looks oddly fondly at you and lets You in...to do the last thing-

DP Y/n:...But then he started distancing himself...Missing dates...and even...-that skank he was in his arms...*Sighs and looks at Adam who was growing more and more enraged but behind him was someone much more fearsome*...M-ma?

Eve*foaming at the mouth, furiously* I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM!

Eve run to the door grabbed a bottle of wine and smashing it at the end, missing Raiden and Lu Bu hold her back as her bottle pierces through their pants fabric

Raiden: Whoa, the fuck-

Lu bu: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, HEY! Hold on!

Eve*Visualizing Poseidon Face* You're going to die, bitch!

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askapossessedfarmboy · 24 days

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Have you and Headmaster Theo gotten a chance to talk? If you have, it must be jarring for you have for both you and Oz.

We think... after using all that magic...

#asks #ask blog #askapossesedfarmboy #rwby #ozpin #nora valkyrie #color post #lie ren #winter schnee #angst tag

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quintessencewrites · 1 year

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She loves me

toxic!Shuri x black!fem!reader; Valkyrie x black!fem!reader

She loves me. Even though whenever I say it, she doesn't say it back.

Warnings: angst, cheating, eventual fluff, explicit language as always, implied smut Word Count: 1.9k+

Requested by anonymous

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“I’m sorry, this voicemail box is full. Please hang up, and try again later.”

The line had stopped trilling two calls ago and this time was no different. Either Shuri’s phone had died or she’d turned it off, and it was most likely the latter.

That photo presented itself in the forefront of your mind, teasing you. You had to look at it again, had to really examine it. Oh, how you didn’t want to though. Didn’t want to believe what was right in front of you.

Her face was hidden behind a mountain of curls belonging to a girl who wasn’t you. Toothy grin full of pearly whites, chiseled jaw set taut. Tattooed hands snaked around a neck that wasn’t yours and a waist that wasn’t attached to your body.

That’s what gave her away. Those tattoos, so distinguishable, climbing up her fingers like vines. Fingers that you had memorized, from their calloused feel on your dark skin to their full length petting your core.

Frustration washed over, entangling you in a flurry of emotions. The exasperated scream that crept from your lungs was deep and animalistic. Your chest burned with envy and hurt, swirling to form a nasty tornado of detestment.

Seven months. That’s how long you and Shuri had been together.

She loves me, you’d convinced yourself from day one. Her words were smooth, pulling you in and caressing you like silk. “You’re so beautiful” she’d purr to you. “This beautiful ass is all mine, ain’t it ma?”

She loves me. Her touch was scalding, igniting a flame each time her skin kissed yours. From those long, thin, phalanges that caressed your chin with such gentleness, to the warmth that ran through you when she laid you on your back, one hand around your throat and the other working furiously between your legs.

She loves me. Even though she came home night after night with bruises sprinkled about her most intimate areas. Various sized dark spots contrasting starkly with her mahogany skin.

She loves me. Even though she tilted her phone away from you whenever it chimed, alerting her of a new message. Whoever texted her, whatever they said, pulled her attention away from you like hypnosis.

She loves me. Even though whenever I say it, she doesn’t say it back.

Your fingers were itching to call again, your consciousness begging for her to answer and explain. “Ma, it wasn’t even like that.”

“She’s just a friend.”

“I have a long-lost twin sister.”

Your manicured thumb hovered above their name, so desperately wanting to call.

So you did.

The phone felt heavy as you brought it to your ear. It rang and rang and rang.

“Hello?” The heavily accented voice finally picked up. Your words were lost upon you, each one getting stuck in your throat and forming a lump that brought forth salty tears.

A broken gag mustered from your lips.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”

As soon as your mouth opened, the floodgates followed. “V? C-can you c-come over? Please?” That last word was accentuated with desperation as you felt your beating heart break into a thousand pieces.

“Gimme five.”

It wouldn’t even take that long; you knew that for sure. All it took was your fragmented speech for Valkyrie to rush over with an astonishing quickness. She wasted no time knocking, bending to pull the key you kept under the mat and letting herself in.

V’s hair swung about her face, her head snapping in every direction in search of you. “Y/n, baby? Where are you?” She tiptoed on the plush carpet, as if afraid to step on you.

She followed the sounds of your sobs, all the way to your bedroom. There you sat, in the corner, knees pulled to your chest and face hidden in your arms. Your phone had been discarded several feet away and as she stepped closer, Valkyrie got a good look at what upset you so.

Her heart pounded, anger flowing through her veins at the sight. She wanted nothing more than to find Shuri and rip into her for breaking your heart, beating the panther to a pulp.

Then she glanced up, catching your swollen gaze fixated on her with such despair. Shuri was a fool for sure, but her damnation would come. Now was the time to comfort you, fix you, put you back together.

V walked slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. “Hey pretty girl,” she whispered as she crouched beside you. Like a magnet, your head gravitated to her shoulder and there it stayed. Her hand reached up to caress calming strokes into your hair.

“She doesn’t love me, V.”

God, it sounded so pathetic. You’d spent almost a year loving somebody who didn’t love you back.

Valkyrie is silent, but her movements don’t stop.

“Why doesn’t she love me?”

The room is still, the weight of your inquiry settling.

“She doesn’t deserve your love, y/n.”

Your eyes roll, and more tears release. It was such a generic answer, such a best friend answer to give.

“She didn’t earn it,” V continues. “What did she give you besides good sex and shiny objects?”

Memories bombard you. Good sex and shiny objects. But also good laughs, fun moments. A trip to Wakanda that you’d never forget. Flowers ‘just because’ and dates that would make any girl swoon.

But apparently you were just that. Just ‘any girl’. You were one in a million, quite literally. Shuri had sent you flowers adorned with the wrong name multiple times. Started to call you the wrong name during sex before she went mute instead. Taken you on dates to restaurants where she ordered ‘your favorite’ even though that was your first time visiting the establishment.

The realization sent your tears streaming. It’d been right in front of your face this whole time.

Your reddened eyes part from the floor and land on Valkyrie. Her long locs framing her defined jaw and pretty, bright brown eyes. The way she leaned her head against yours and played in your hair, mindlessly.

The oversized top she sported showed off every flex in her muscular arms and her shorts were nearly hidden underneath the length of the shirt.

She was in her gym wear. She wore it like a uniform, which meant she’d pulled herself from her most sacred activity to be your sanctuary.

“I guess I love too hard, huh?”

Her gaze met yours in unison at your words, at the playfulness that jumped off your tongue behind the huskiness of your cries.

“Too hard and too dumb,” your friend responds.

A gasp feigns from you, “Dumb how?”

V’s head shakes, ever so slightly. “An argument for another day, y/n.”

“Well, make it an argument for today. Dumb how?”

The phone several inches away begins to vibrate furiously with yours and Shuri’s Cheshire grins ever so present on the screen. Both you and Val watch, quietly and intently, until the phone’s furious movements come to an end.

And then they start up again. Shuri’s calling for a second time.

“Dumb because I know you’re gonna answer that.”

Your eyes fall upon V’s, seeing a mirrored hurt behind an anguished expression. You were wounding her, playing this game of cat and mouse with Shuri.

She loves me. She put her whole day on hold, rushing over the moment you asked and making it in record time. She would’ve come, no questions asked, no matter the time of day.

She loves me. She was here and Shuri wasn’t. She was always here, picking up the pieces when the one you thought you loved fell short.

She loves me. Even though you’ve just realized it.

The device stops ringing, only to start right back up. Valkyrie stares at you hard, gauging your next move.

It pains you to pull away from her touch, her soothing solace, but you do. You have to.

Falling to all fours, you crawl to the phone, to Shuri awaiting on the other end with a basketful of excuses.

The phone feels heavy in your hands as you retrieve it from the ground. It feels heavier when you press the green button and bring it to your ear. And Shuri’s voice feels heaviest.

She knows she’s been caught; she gives you no chance to speak before she starts trying to cover her mistakes.

“That picture wasn’t supposed to be posted on her story; she’s an ex and it’s an old pic-“

Those salty tears prickle your already glossed over eyes once more.

“Shuri,” your voice was surprisingly steady, despite all the crying you’d just done.

“Yes, baby girl? Listen, I’m tryna expla-“

“We’re done.”

Now it’s you who gives Shuri no time to speak, hanging up before she can register your words.

You allow the phone to drop from your hold, unable to bear the weight of it any longer. Slowly, through your blurred vision, you turn and find Valkyrie seated where you left her.

“Yeah, I’m dumb,” the steadiness you spoke with before is now gone and the admission comes out in a whisper.

The silence in the room is suffocating and it lingers for far too long. V is the one to break it, her laughter chiming through the hush. It’s a genuine belly-laugh, one full of euphoria that doubled you over in the middle. The contagious kind of laughter that causes you to bend at the center as well, gripping your stomach for support as the chuckles and sobs mix.

Val somehow finds her words in the midst of her giggles. “So dumb, y/n,” her powerful voice declares with outstretched arms, inviting you in.

You don’t hesitate to accept, settling into her hold, the sounds of your shared exuberance harmonizing.

“Dumb how?” You ask again, arms sneaking to wrap around her neck while hers come to rest on your waist.

It feels right, Val’s touch, in a way that didn’t with Shuri. Hers was forced, consciousness elsewhere.

Val’s was gentle and aware. She was here, doing this, because she wanted to. She wanted it; she wanted you.

“Dumb because,” she begins, plump lips parting, dark eyes twinkling. “I think you’ve just now realized,” she emphasizes. “What’s been sitting right in front of you.”

Her tone is cocky but her words settle on your stomach like a fulfilling meal.

Your response is slow and deliberate, and you mean every word.

“I think I have too.”

“And?” She asks immediately, anxiety growing at the sudden slow burn.

In the background, your phone constantly buzzes, Shuri’s face ever present on the device. It goes ignored, however, because you finally take in what’s been sitting in front of you.

“And, I think I finally appreciate what’s been sitting right in front of me”

V’s eyes roll to the heavens, demeanor falling a bit. “Oh great, I’ve always wanted to be appreciated-“

Her dramatics halt when your hands graze her cheeks, pulling her striking gaze back to you. “Val. “ the sound of her name rolling off your tongue shushes her.

“I like what’s sitting right in front of me.”

Valkyrie’s smile is so genuine, so pure and elated. She rests her forehead against yours, sinking further into you. “Yeah?” She whispers.

You lean into her touch, grip on her tightening as if she’ll disappear beneath you. “Yeah,” you whisper back, truthfully, and for the first time in a very long time, you feel a tranquility that can only be explained by the girl seated in front of you.

#Quintessencewrites #shuri x reader #black panther #valkryie #valkyrie x reader #wakandaforever #shuri angst

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therese-lokidottir · 10 days

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Finally colored that angsty picture of Loki and Sigyn.

#loki #sigyn #fan art #logyn #my art stuff #Tried to convey the expressions as well as I could #angst #I had sigyn in the Valkyrie armor but I gave her the little hair clip so it looks like sigyn and not brunhilde from the comics #hands are hard to draw #I always wonder if I'm doing it wrong

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recreationalfanfics · 1 year

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Words Hurt (Angst Drabble)

It's quite a well known fact that Loki tends to lash out. He doesn't think about the consequences of his actions all that much, just that he has emotions and he needs to express them in someway. He needs to shout, yell, destroy, and tear down others just so he can get a unsatisfying but fulfilling feeling of not being as miserable as he was previously. You knew this, you were just as knowledgeable as the other gods about Loki and his unpredictable mood swings, and you were fully aware of them when entering a relationship with him.

There was a difference, however, in accepting someone with all their flaws and letting them lash out at you when you have done no wrong.

You sense he is upset. As a fellow god, you are as well but for different reasons. You were upset because the God slain by humanity was a good friend, Loki was upset because the humans were catching up to the Gods.

"I don't understand it! They're inferior beings! HOW COULD THEY HAVE CAUGHT UP!?" Loki snarled. You stay silent, knowing he isn't actually asking a question to you, and let him ramble. "We all WANT to win but us gods should be crushing them! and thanks to that pathetic god from your pantheon, they've caught up!"

...You break your tone when you hear that.

"What exactly do you mean, Loki?" You ask, your tone a bit defensive. Loki just let out a cold laugh and looked at you, "I mean, don't act like you didn't know. They aren't exactly the strongest god and putting them up there in general was a mistake. Now thanks to them, they're catching up."

His face contorts in anger, you aren't disturbed by it, but you are disturbed by his words.

"My ally fought hard and they fought well. I should also remind you that Poseidon is no longer with us because of them and he was one of the strongest of us all," You then walk over to your lover, eyes narrowed and your eyes looking at him in defiance, "so remember that when you speak ill of them."

The green haired god blinked in surprise but sighed in what sounded like defeat before caressing your cheek, his thumb now pinching it. Not in a way that hurt but it wasn't very pleasant.

"My poor dumb lover," His tone was woeful as he let go, you bring your hand to your cheek and rub it as you glared at him, "you bring up such irrelevant facts. Your fellow god died because they were too weak, even by our standards. That is the truth, plain and simple."

He smiles at you, such an infuriating smile. You know that you spent eons, lifetimes, admiring it. Now you simply wonder if it always made his face look punchable. The anger in your chest bubbled, the both of you know it, and he's just waiting for you to let him have it.

That's right, get upset. Get mad. At him or humanity? He doesn't care.

All he cares about is that he's seething with rage and he needs someone to join him. A selfish desire, yes, but he didn't particularly care. He wasn't even mad at you, he realizes this, but it's not fair that the humans were getting to him. He needed someone to feel as frustrated and enraged as he did.

So won't you join him, darling? Won't you keep his misery company with yours?

"Goodbye, Loki." You finally speak, your tone mature and even, yet also laced with venom.

He blinks and watches as you turn around, walking out of the room.

You know what he's trying to do. You know he isn't upset with you or your friend, your heart breaks as you realize your pantheon will be silent and solemn due to the missing spot in it, but you weren't his emotional punching bag. You weren't something that he can lash out on but it seems he needed to be reminded of that.

You don't let him see the tears falling down your eyes because then he'd get the reaction he wanted from you. He knew that they were there, however, and it was strange.

He wanted to make you upset, so he did not feel alone, and he had done that. Yet the boiling anger was no longer there the moment you turned away, just a cold feeling that left him emptied and hollowed.

...Perhaps...perhaps he had pushed it too far with his antics.

#ror loki x reader #snv loki x reader #snv loki #ror loki #record of ragnarok x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #Loki x reader ror #loki x reader snv #angst #ror x reader #snv x reader #record of ragnarok #HAD THIS SAVED IN MY DRAFTS FOR A BKT NGL.

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marauder-kitty-kat · 5 months

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#marauders #sirius black #lily evans #marauder era #marauders era #lily evans kinnie #regulus black #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #marlene mckinnon #marauders quotes #marauders angst #marauders slytherins #marauders tweets #incorrect marauders era #incorrect marauders quotes #slytherin skittles #marauders valkyries #marauders twitter

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abbyromanoff · 7 months

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PLEASE BRO IF YOUR DOING REQUESTS,

Can you please do yandere!possessive!gp!valkryie, where her and reader had a huge argument and reader storms out leaving Valkyrie alone. Later coming home Valkyrie rails the shit out of reader in front of a mirror because valkryie followed reader to a bar where she saw a man flirt reader (she OFC kills the dude when he reader leaves.)

PLEASE BRO IVE ASKED SO MANY PPL (no hate to anybody I've asked, I love you all 💞)

GONE, BUT NOT FOR LONG

PAIRINGS: Valkyrie x reader

WORD COUNT: 2,821

WARNINGS: smut, Valkyrie has a dick, blowjobs, cunnilingus, killing, murder, dark!valkyrie, knives, king!valkyrie, fingering, facials, breeding, noncon, jealousy, possessiveness, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Run. Keep running. That’s all that ran through your mind as you sped away from the large building where you used to sleep peacefully, that was until you found out the truth, until you realized your lover had been lying to you all along.

She was the king, one respected by many, if not all. Citizens trusted her with their lives yet she kept her disguise, taking away the innocence of others as she cut them short of breathing. The man didn’t deserve that, no matter what he did to annoy her, he didn’t deserve to die. He could’ve had a family, children wondering when their dad would come home, only to have him stripped away to never see again.

You always knew Valkyrie had a jealous side to her, some would even call it possessiveness. But you never thought it would go this far.

Earlier on you had planned on surprising the woman at work, hoping she’d still be in her office for lunch instead of skipping like usual. You always warned her of the health concerns that came with ignoring meals, but she never listened, stating she was often times ‘too busy to remember’. And you wished when you entered that was what greeted you, your girlfriend hunched over a pile of papers on her desk, only it was far from that.

When you entered, a small grin on your face and a container in your hands, you were greeted with the sight of Valkyrie holding a knife to a man’s neck who was begging for forgiveness. Your feet planted in your spot as you gasped, mouth falling wide open while the older woman snapped her head in your direction.

“Please-“ The man cried out behind his gag, only to have the sharp object slit his skin open, causing blood to ooze out of his rapidly until he fell limp to the floor.

“Baby? Baby, it’s alright, he was a very, very bad man, okay? He had this coming.” She tried reaching out for you, handing the blade to one of her bodyguards who took it without hesitation, the rest of them already starting to clean up the mess she made. You backed away, wincing from her near touch alone. You knew she loved you and would never hurt you, but what if that changed? What if she did hurt you someday? She often got mad when she was jealous, what if it went so far one day and she tried to hurt you?

“Don’t touch me!” Your eyes were glossed over and she gulped fearfully at the sight, she wasn’t one to be afraid or scared, but knowing she caused those tears was what scared her the most. It scared her of herself, of what she could do.

“It’s me, love, I’m not going to hurt you.” But how could you trust that? How could you trust that she’d keep you safe when she just killed an innocent person right in front of your eyes?

“Look, he- he deserved it! I had to keep you safe-“

“Don’t you dare put this on me, I am not the one who held a knife to his neck and slit his fucking throat! I don’t even know his name, for Christ's sake!” She seemed to be growing more and more agitated as you continued to ignore her words, and chose to believe your own instead. You didn’t understand, you didn’t understand the things she had to do to keep you safe.

“Do you think I don’t know that? Do you think I wanted to kill him? No, but I knew he couldn’t roam free after what he did to you, what if he tried on someone else, huh? Would you let him have forgiveness then?” In all honesty, she wanted to do it. She found herself being filled with joy whenever she got to end the life of one of her victims. She had no idea what was wrong with her, she knew it wasn’t normal but she couldn’t stop, it just felt so good.

When there was no response spewing out of your mouth, she decided to take the next step and brought a single foot forward, letting her palms caress your face as she smiled, you didn’t pull away. Although, she noticed the small flinch but chose to ignore it.

“Guards,” She called for the attention of the tall men, all of them turning their heads in her direction. “Please exit the premises, and take the body with you.” They nodded and did as asked without question, you wondered if this was a normal occurrence for them.

“Awh, don’t cry, pretty girl, Daddy didn’t mean to upset you.” She pouted at your frightened expression, chuckling darkly when you sniffled.

“See the things I’d do for my little girl? I’d die for you, I’d kill for you, doesn’t that mean something?” You shook your head rapidly, trying your best to escape her grasp until she wrapped her arms tightly around your waist.

“Don’t think you’re leaving me, sweetheart.” You wiggled around hopelessly, knowing deep down there was no chance in hell you’d disobey her.

“Let me go! Please, Val, please!” She groaned, kissing the side of your neck, even when you tried to hit your head on hers as the only option left.

“Mm, I like it when you beg me, baby. Turns me on so much.” She pulled you in closer by the hips, letting you feel the growing bulge hidden beneath her suit. It stopped you in your tracks, shuddering quietly as she grinded against you.

“I know you’re mad, so why don’t you let me make it up to you, okay? Can I do that?” You shook your head with a whine, feeling your body weaken the more you wasted your energy trying to escape.

“Too bad. You have no idea how I need this, I’ve been so frustrated all week, working nonstop, don’t you want to help Daddy?” Trying to disagree took all the willpower you had left because you knew you wanted it, no matter how much you said you didn’t. You wanted her to fuck you deep and raw, showing no mercy on your weeping cunt. It was as if she could read your mind because she quickly turned you around, pressing your back against her front while her free hand ran down your stomach to your core, letting her fingers dip inside your pants.

“Don’t try and run from me, there’s nowhere you can go.” The only place you ever knew were her arms, and each time you’d come racing into them, desperate for her to have any sense of hold on you. She was captivating your mind with her as her fingers ran across your folds, collecting your slick and creating a shiny glow as she pulled them out to show you.

“I think you’ve been lying to me, sweetheart, I think you like me killing in your favor.” She grinned when you struggled to come up with a response, only shaking your head no in hopes she’d believe it. But, truthfully, you didn’t believe your lie either.

“Every lie you tell me is only going to add to your already long list of punishments. So, tell me, did you like watching me slit his throat? Is that what made you this wet? Hm?” You gave in, accepting your fate as you succumbed to the feeling of her skin rubbing onto yours.

“Yes- I fucking loved it, Val.” She slapped the side of your ass and tsked in disapproval, causing shame to rise in your chest.

“Try again.” She hummed, letting a singular digit prod gently at your hole, teasing you with her soft nature that you knew would soon be replaced by something darker.

“I loved it, Daddy..” You muttered, nearly choking on your breath as she entered you. Before you could even think, a second finger joined, causing you to whimper loudly.

“Gotta stretch you out for my cock, baby.” She stated. “I fuck you every day yet you’re still so damn tight, such a dirty slut you are.” Came her spoken words followed by a deep, hungry groan.

“Just for you, I’m your slut.” You seemed to be chasing for her approval by now, blushing from every noise that left her hot mouth. You’ve always been such a good girl for her, that’s what she adored most about you.

“That’s right. Daddy’s little slut, maybe I should mark you with it so you know just who you belong to.” In an instant you were pushed to your knees, her legs kicking the back of yours and causing you to fall as she finally removed herself from your tight hole. She looked down at you with hunger before you turned to face her, pleading with your eyes only while she stroked your cheek, her slick-covered digits seeping into your mouth as you suckled on them gently.

“Aren’t you adorable?” You nuzzled your face against her crotch where her restricted hard-on poked you. She was teasing you, she knew that.

“You want Daddy’s cock? Yeah? Of course, you do, little bitch.” You lowered her minimal clothing when given permission and gasped when noticing a small wet spot where her pre-cum had leaked. You were practically dripping when she finally freed herself of the uncomfortable gear, sighing with satisfaction as you reached forward to pull down the boxers she adorned, freeing her length to the fresh air. You instantly wrapped your hand around it, letting your lips press against the head repeatedly until you dragged your tongue up and down the skin.

“Oh- fuck! Mhm, just like that, take it, baby.” She tangled her fingers in your hair and thrusted forward while pulling you even closer, chuckling at the sound of your gags bouncing off the walls. Your eyes fluttered shut as you let her take control, moving your palms to fondle her balls.

“This is all your fault, Y/N. If you weren’t so fucking perfect, maybe I wouldn’t have had to hurt him. Maybe if you weren’t so goddamn sexy, you wouldn’t have to be choking on my dick right now.” You didn’t want it any other way, this was truly heaven.

“I’m gonna cum down your throat- shit! You’re gonna swallow it all, right?” You nodded as best as you could with her still in your mouth, watching as she threw her head back before releasing her finish, her juices reaching your tastebuds instantly. She held you in place, forcing you to keep still and follow in on your promise. Droplets tended to dribble down your chin and to your neck, but you refused to let any go to waste.

She pulled out soon after, slapping her length against your face and smothering your skin in her release. You licked your lips and tasted the sweet nectar, eliciting a moan from deep in your chest.

“Get on all fours and face the mirror.” It wasn’t a request as much as it was a demand. In her eyes, you didn’t have a choice, you were to follow her lead and trust her every move, which you found yourself doing over the course of your relationship.

“Good girl, you listen so well.” She kneeled behind you and smacked your ass with force, causing you to wince as your body reacted with only a deeper amount of pleasure.

“Daddy-“ You were cut off with a moan, biting your lip to try and stifle the sound but she still heard.

“Yes, Princess?”

“Do it again…please?” She complied, repeating her action and admiring your ass jiggled in response. She left a kiss to the burning skin and you smiled when she didn’t stop, layering each inch of your body until she reached your hole once again. Her tongue drew circles on your swollen bud before dipping inside of you. Your hands balled into tight fists as you watched your reaction through the mirror, glancing back and forth at your girlfriend's already hardened cock. It was so easy to mess with her, she would fall for anything you did and would give you anything you wanted.

“Taste so good, so perfect.” Slurping sounds came from behind you until she was bringing you to the edge, your body already overstimulated from the previous actions.

Right as you were about to sink into your orgasm, she pulled away, lining her length up with your entrance and using your wetness as a form of lube. Your breath got caught in your throat at the intrusion while her eyes squeezed shut at the feeling of your walls clamping around her tip.

“That feel good? Hm? You like it when I stretch you out just for me?” You nodded while screaming out agreements, the fear of her guards hearing you not even seeming to register like usual as you just focused on her. On how she made you feel. On how she bombarded you with overwhelming excitement by just being her.

“You fit so well around me, it’s like you were made for me.” In her mind and soul, she knew it was true. The moment she met you she knew she had to have you as her own, you were made for her as she was for you. You were hers, every part of you belonged to her and she’d never let you believe otherwise. Either you’d spend your life with her or yours would come to a short, she wouldn’t be able to live knowing you were being loved by another.

“Yes! You fuck me s-so good, I need more, please!” Your breasts bounced with each thrust she sent, now being buried deep inside of you while her pelvis smacked against your backside, creating a loud clapping sound that echoed throughout the room.

“Can’t wait to fill you up with my cum, have you leaking just so I can fuck it back into you.” The image made you shudder, goosebumps traveling down your skin. Her fingers came to wrap around your hair as she yanked hard, her other hand finding place on your waist and holding onto you with a bruising grip.

“You close, princess?”

“Mhm, so close.” You whispered, tossing your head back even further until it laid on her shoulder. Her tits were rested against your back, her swollen nipples poking your skin in a teasing manner.

“Too bad.” You were meeting her thrusts as she continued to quicken, causing you to look sloppy and weak compared to her. Her bulging biceps made way to your vision, and you nearly came just from the sight.

“Please, Daddy, I can’t stop it-“ You were close to breaking her most important rule if she kept denying you. You tried your absolute best, but that’s all you could do.

“I wanna hear you beg for it.”

“I’ll do anything, please, just let me cum. I-l promise I’ll be good- ah! I’m sorry, I c- can’t hold back, Daddy.” She whispered a singular word into your ear and gazed into your eyes through the mirror, watching as your orgasm came crashing down over you. Suddenly, you felt warm liquid releasing deep inside of you, but you were too weak to fight it.

“No-“ Whimpers washed over you before you could push her away, your body becoming limp as your legs shook.

“I’m gonna get you pregnant, baby, that way you can never leave me again.” She licked her lips and caressed your breasts with her palms, tweaking your nipples until she had you crying out.

“Now you’ll be mine forever.”

She let you rest in the bed and when you awoke, you were greeted with nothing but silence. You assumed she was working once again, and instead of being sad, you used that to your advantage. Packing your limited amount of clothes and resources quickly into a bag you planned on leaving, escaping from her wrongful actions and beliefs, and starting a new life of your own, one that would be forced as hidden from the public.

You seemed to be able to sneak past most without them recognizing you or realizing something was wrong. Then, your engine roared as it started and you instantly took off. You hoped Valkyrie hadn’t put a chip in it with how protective she was, but you couldn’t care as you drove far away until you weren’t able to see the Asgardian City sign anymore.

You sighed in relief, thinking you were free. But you didn’t know what was going on back in the large building where your girlfriend sat, watching through the cameras she installed in her vehicle in case something like this ever happened. She smirked, already planning what she was going to do with you in her head.

“Guards,” She started, earning their full attention, “Give them some time to think their free. Then, kidnap them, mask and all. Hopefully, then they’ll see how much they need me to keep them safe.”

#king valkyrie #valkyrie x reader #Valkyrie smut #Valkyrie angst #Valkyrie fluff #king Valkyrie x reader #Valkyrie x reader smut #Valkyrie x reader angst #Valkyrie x reader fluff #thor love and thunder #thor ragnarok #thor ragnorak

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nicstylus · 5 months

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Have a sad Fletcher :]

#back on my angst train #toot toot #skulduggery pleasant art #skulduggery pleasant #fletcher #fletcher renn #valkyrie cain #sp #stylus #nic stylus #art #dead man

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superiorsturgeon · 7 months

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Nora: *trying to set Jaune up with a date* Hey fearless leader, don’t you think it’s time you got back out there and took a dip in the dating pool?

Ren: *just wants Jaune to be happy* It’s been a while since what happened to Pyrrha. She would’ve wanted you to move on.

Jaune: Well…I was going to…

Jaune: …but then some superheroes from another world showed up and the next thing I know I’m face-to-face with a perfect (and better-animated) recreation of Pyrrha that moved and talked exactly like her and reawakened all my old feelings.

Jaune: …so now I’m back at square one.

Ren/Nora:

Jaune: *pours some Pumpkin Pete cereal*

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #arkos #jaune x pyrrha #jaune arc x pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #lie ren #they really brought Pyrrha back just to torment everyone #angst ish

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shadowdaddies · 3 months

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Could I please request angst to fluff Nesta x Reader? I love your fics so much and have read them all multiple times ❤️

thank you so much love! I love writing for Nesta💜

What I Am is Yours

Nesta x Reader

Gwyn landed a right hook square in your jaw, bringing you out of the daze you’d been in. Grabbing the bone through your boxing glove, you gave her a bewildered expression, the Valkyrie giving you a knowing shrug before her knowing smirk turned towards Nesta.

Your heart sank as you watched the stunning female in talks with one of the Illyrian warlords, looking down her nose at him as the male shrunk under her gaze. You smiled knowingly, admiring Nesta’s raw power as the Lord bowed to her influence, admitting his defeat in whatever argument they were having.

As if alerted by a sixth sense, Nesta turned towards where you stood, silver-blue eyes trained on you for a long moment. She strode towards you with her long legs, amusement in her eyes as she stopped near where you and Gwyn were sparring. She focused on you, and the world stopped in that moment as you braced yourself for what you craved most: her attention on you.

Crossing her arms, Nesta nodded towards your hips. “You’re off center. Keep it up with that form, and your opponent will knock you off your feet in no time.” Her piercing gaze landed on your cheekbone. “And you’re distracted. Looks like Berdara already landed a solid hit.”

With that, Nesta strode away towards the next set of sparring partners, leaving your heart and pride fractured.

Gwyn’s soft voice rang out from next to you. “You should talk to her, you know. Let her know how you feel.”

You scoffed at those teal eyes, the way they looked on you with pity. “Why would I waste my time? She clearly doesn’t feel the same. You’ve seen how cold she is towards me. I swear she hates me,” you rambled, face turning red in anger and frustration as you squared up to Gwyn.

Gwyn gave you a deadpan stare, eyes flicking between you and the silvery-blue that you were unaware watched you from behind, drawn to you too often for their own liking. Gwyn squared up, smirking as she wrung out her hands.

“Sure, whatever you say. Just do something about this... tension you have. It’s unbearable for the rest of us.” You swung at her, the beautiful red-head effortlessly blocking your fist, giggling with amusement as you danced around the mat.

“That’s time for training today, everyone. Stretch out your muscles and get out of here. I’ll see all of you tomorrow,” Nesta called, nodding at each passing Valkyrie as they left the training ring.

You stayed in the corner, chatting with Gwyn about stopping by the library to grab a book this afternoon when you realized it was only the two of you and Nesta left. Nesta seemed to relax as she recognized the same, her posture softening as she made her way to where you stood with Gwyn by the water station.

Gwyn’s gaze followed yours over her shoulder, mirthful eyes twinkling as she watched the blush of your cheeks grow. “Nesta! We were just talking about the new Sellyn Drake novel,” Gwyn greeted cheerfully.

Nesta looked at you, bemused at the subject of choice. “Well Gwyn, if you have a copy, I’d love to read it,” Nesta responded, and you realized Gwyn’s plan.

The young priestess twirled her braid, a bright smile highlighting her striking features. “Oh, well... My only copy has already been promised for today-“ Gwyn paused, gesturing to you. “But I’m sure the two of you can work out an exchange, or read it together! That reminds me, I have to be going or Merrill will be on my case again,” Gwyn laughed, rushing away and out of the training area to leave you alone with Nesta.

“I didn’t realize that you were a fan of Sellyn Drake,” Nesta hummed, taking a seat on the bench by your side, motioning for you to do the same. You took a seat, muscles stiff as you grew nervous. “You’ve been distracted lately. That bruise could be much worse if Gwyn were better in hand-to-hand,” Nesta teased.

Her smile faded as she took in your expression, the way you chewed your lip, folding in on yourself as your thoughts wandered to just how obvious you had become with your feelings about Nesta. Her hand found your chin, lifting your gaze to hers.

The moment you dared to look into her eyes, the emotions that had welled up inside of you broke like a dam, words flowing from your mouth faster than you could register. “Nesta, I care about you. I mean, I think I love you. And I will get over it, I won’t let this be awkward. I just needed to get that off my chest because I have been holding it in for so long and I need to move on.”

Your eyes filled with tears, lips crumpling into a frown as Nesta watched you, her face unreadable. Her thumb swiped across your lower lip, eyes darkening as she held you in her trance.

“What if I don’t want you to get over me?” she whispered. “What if I feel the same way?” Her thumb dragged down your lip harshly, forefinger curling under your chin as her stare grew heated.

“W-why would you want to be with me?” you whispered, feelings of your inadequacy growing in front of the powerful female who held you, in her grasp in every sense of the term.

Nesta let out a sharp, almost mocking laugh as though the question you posed was ridiculous to her. Her soft hand slid up to cup your cheek, stroking the skin there as her eyes wandered over you, taking her time to appreciate having you to herself. “Why wouldn’t I want you, would be the better question. I’ve held back as long as I could bear, holding onto the rare moments we’ve been able to interact during training or in the library. I am a mess, I am broken and healing. But I feel for you like no one else before.”

Your body heated, warmth spreading through your chest at her confession as you leaned into her touch. Reaching out a hand towards her, you pulled Nesta closer. “Please, don’t hold back anymore,” you whispered, desperate for any piece of her that she would give you.

As though she could read your thoughts, Nesta leaned in, her lips nearly brushing yours. “I do not know that I have much to give, but everything I have, everything I am, is yours,” she breathed, closing the distance between you as her lips molded with yours, the soft warmth of her skin setting a spark alight in your chest as you broke into a smile.

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